Date: Fri, 1 Nov 2002 07:49:56 GMT From: patcross@kskc.net Subject: Bobby, Orphanage Kid-5 When the weekend came, Alessandro's parents asked Bobby to stay with Rocco for the weekend, as they had to go out of town. By this time, Alessandro had already started to look at Ron Phillips as a sexual partner, but was nervous about asking him. Bobby calmed him down. "Look, I know you're nervous, but you don't need to be. Dad will be gentle, and slow. He will answer any questions you have, and you know he will NEVER hurt you, right? He's a little nervous, too, but he loves you." Tears of joy shown in Alessandro's eyes as he kissed his friend, saying, "Oh, thank you, Bobby! Thank you!" He ran over to Bobby's house to find Ron Phillips slowly pacing the floor. "Sit down, Sandy," Ron said, seriously. As Sandy sat there, Ron began to speak. "When I adopted Bobby, it was with the intent of becoming a father, but I fell in love with him. The same thing happened when I met you, Sandy. I fell in love with you, as well, and better yet, Bobby isn't jealous. I have been so lonely for so long now, I had almost forgotten what it was like to love and to be loved. I asked for Bobby's permission, and he said it wasn't his to give, so I'm asking you; Will you let me be your Lover? I promise I'll always protect you, and never let you come to harm. I won't force anything on you that you don't want done to you." Sandy, his mouth open in shock, just went to Ron and enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug. Releasing Ron from that hug, Sandy smiled, saying, "Yes, please. Become my Lover and my teacher." They kissed softly before going upstairs. Ron told Sandy to strip his clothes off and lie on the bed. He removed his clothes soon after. "Part of hot sex," Ron told Sandy, "is proper preparation. I'm going to give you a hot body massage. If you need to stop to jack off, tell me." Sandy knodded his head, and got ready. As he lay there, waiting, Sandy felt a strange, but welcome sensation. Somebody was applying lotion to his rosebud and spreading it up and down his asscrack! Sandy began to moan and gasp at the sensual contact. He couldn't believe how good that felt! The feelings could not be explained by mere words. Ron applied lotion to Sandy's perineum next, but very slowly. The result was a boy being driven wild. Switching to Sandy's asscheeks, Ron thoroughly massaged them 'til Sandy was wiggling with lust and pleasure. Sandy's sexy hairless legs were the next target, and Ron applied good amounts of oil to each leg as he massaged them. He fell in love with Sandy's feet. "Sandy, can I suck on your toes, please?", Ron asked, quietly. With a smile, Sandy said, "Yes, please do!" Ron then sucked on each toe, covering it with his saliva, and then he licked each foot with a passion he didn't know he had. While Ron was sucking his toes, Sandy had cum, and when he had finished, he whispered, "Ron, taste my cum, please!" Ron, looking up at Sandy's stomach, saw a huge puddle of boycum. With their eyes now locked, Ron saw pure lust in Sandy's eyes, as well as a begging expression. Ron focused on the cum and began to enjoy the sweet treat in front of him. When he was done, he was grabbed by Sandy, who thrust his tongue into Ron's mouth, so they could share the tasty treat. With Sandy now on his back, the massage continued. Sandy confided in Ron that his "secret place" (that is, the place that drove him wild sexually) was available, and Ron's talented tongue soon had Sandy moaning for more. By that time, however, it was 8 o'clock at night, and Ron Phillips was concerned for the safety of the other two boys. He and Sandy got dressed, went over to Alessandro's house to get the other two boys, and they all went out for pizza. When they returned, Ron sat Rocco down. "Rocs, you like to do sexual things with Bobby. I am not mad about that. But, when you are here, I have only one rule.....NO CLOTHES!!!!" Ron and Bobby removed their clothes, as did Sandy and Rocco. After exchanging some rather passionate kisses, they each joined their lover for some passionate love-making. But, before Bobby and Rocco disappeared, Ron stopped Bobby. "Son, go slow with Rocco tonight. Try a hot oil massage first. I guarantee results." Bobby agreed to do so, and went on his way, with Rocco hugging him. Once back in Ron's bedroom, Ron and Sandy finished what they had started. "Oh," Sandy moaned, "that was such a great massage, Lover." Sandy paused for a moment, thinking. He then asked his next question, "Will you make love to me tonight?" For all it's bluntness, the force of the question hit Ron like a Mack truck. Ron cuddled Sandy in his arms, as if he were a baby. "Are you sure you want this, Sandy?", he asked, quietly. Sandy softly replied, "Yes. More than anything". Ron told him there would pain involved, but Sandy squared his shoulders and said, "I know". Applying KY in copious amounts to his cock and Sandy's asshole, Ron first penetrated Sandy with his fingers. By the third finger, Sandy had reached his limit, and was well lubricated. Slowly, Ron penetrated the muscular ring around Sandy's rosebud. Sandy gasped, saying, "Ooh, it hurts! Stop 'til I tell you, please." Ron did exactly as he was asked. Soon, Sandy smiled at him. "I'm ready, now." Ron slowly entered Sandy's love tunnel, as Sandy moaned. "Does it hurt, Sandy?", Ron asked, and when Sandy shook his head negatively, Ron started moving again. Soon, Sandy just grinned, saying, "You can stop pushing now, because you're in all the way! Take me, Ron! FUCK ME!" With that command from his lover, Ron began fucking Sandy. Slowly at first, then faster and faster as Sandy thrust his hips upward to meet Ron's hips. Then, with a passion driven by love, they kissed madly as they fucked, sucking on each other's tongues. It was then that they realized how beautiful the other really was to them. Sandy looked at Ron with a dreamy expression on his face. "Oh, that felt so wonderful!", he said, with a soft voice. And it was in Ron's bed he slept that night, with his arms wrapped around the big Detective, as Ron Phillips protectively cuddled Alessandro as they slept.