Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2001 16:38:22 -0800 From: Robert Just Robert Subject: Lost in fear Chapter Ten Lost in fear Chapter Ten Jimmy and Joe On Saturday Dad, Jimmy and I took his pickup into town to shop for a dirtbike for me. I wanted the extra bike to be a surprise for Joe so, I convinced Jimmy that there wasn't room for him and we would stop by later if he wanted. Jimmy was so excited that he didn't protest too long and soon he was his happy fun self. The nearest motorcycle dealer was about ten miles away and as luck would have it, it was a Suzuki dealer. I had a thing for Zukis, always had, always will. My first bike was a Zuki and though I had had other bikes, it remained my favorite. Maybe it was because it was my first, or because my Dad had given it to me as a token of his love. I don't know, I just knew I wanted a Suzuki. I was amazed at how much prices had gone up since I last went bike shopping but, heck I had plenty of money now and what good is money if you can't spend it. I found the perfect bike, it was sort of metalic blue and I found a helmet to match. I picked out gloves and some other must haves then began looking for the second bike. Jimmy seemed surprised at first then when I mentioned that we might need an extra he got so excited he hugged me and looked about to cry. "Oh, Dad. Joe will be so happy. Thank you, thank you...thank you." Jimmy said bouncing around checking out all the bikes. We settled on a bike the size of Jimmy's and about the same color. I reasoned that Joe could use that helmet that Dad had already bought. When I was finally ready to pay up the salesman had that dreamy look on his face that spelled a big commission check for him. Not one to be taken advantage of, I negotiated a little and got my helmet and gloves thrown in for free. I didn't want to stiff the poor guy too much, after all we would need him later when it was time for repairs or parts. I used my gold card to pay the bill and we got loaded up and headed back. "Dad, can we stop and pick up Joe on the way back?" Jimmy ask excitedly. "Well, we could but, wouldn't you rather surprise him in another way?" I ask. Jimmy smiled mischieviously and ask what I had in mind. "What if we took the bikes home and hid them in the barn with your bike. Then we can suggest that we all go riding. He will think he is going to ride with one of us and then, boom we tell him he will have to ride his own bike." I laughed. "Cool.....let's do that." Jimmy said giggling. "He will be so surprised." So we hid the bikes and Jimmy called Joe. It was no surpise that he could spend the night, most weekends he was a welcome addition to our little family. Dad drove Jimmy down to pick Joe up and I helped Doty with dinner, namely charcoaling some burgers. We wanted to eat first, because we knew once the boys got started riding, it would be impossible to get them back. I was a little excited myself, I hadn't ridden a dirt bike in years and I was looking forward to riding with the boys. The boys came bounding up as Dad followed close behind and Jimmy gave me a sly smile and a wink. I winked back and we sat down to burgers, potato salad, baked beans, fresh tomatoes, corn on the cob and gallons of fresh iced-tea. We all ate till we were miserable but still managed to add a portion of Doty's homemade peach cobbler and ice cream. I suggested the boys go get on their riding clothes while we adults cleaned up the mess. Truthfully, I wanted time for my bursting stomach to adjust before I loaded it onto a bike and josstled it around. I felt pretty good by the time the boys reappeared and Jimmy had that "shit-eating grin on his face". "Well, come on guys." I said winking again at Jimmy. "Hey, Joe you are gonna love my bike, it's awesome." "Lucky, both of you got bikes. I wish my old man was as nice as you." Joe said looking a little jealous. "Well, maybe soon." I said trying to keep a staight face. We opened the big barn door and Jimmy pushed his bike out from behind a bale of hay. My bike was in plain sight and Joe was drooling over it. "Do you think I could ride your bike sometime when you aren't using it?" Joe ask hopefully. "Oh, I don't think so Joe. This bike is pretty big for a kid your size. You better stick to a smaller bike." I went around behind a stack of hay and as Joe watched in shock I pushed out the other bike. "Like this one....." "Oh my god , oh my god. Is..is it for me?" Joe ask almost in tears. "Well, it's for you to ride whenever you are here, okay. But, let's keep it here, okay?" I said smiling. Joe ran to me and almost knocked me down as he tackled me in a hug. "Thank you, thank you.....god you are so cool. I really love you." Joe blurted out and then realizing what he had said, his face reddened. I looked down at the arm full of boy and smiled affectionately. "I love you too, son. Now let's go hit the dirt." He took the bike lovingly from me and with trembling hands he climbed on. With helmets and gloves on we rode off to find some serious dirt. It felt great to be on a bike again, and I was surprised that I still had the balance and skill that I had as a younger man. I found some really challenging trails for us to ride and even a jump or two. The boys were still learning and I didn't want to push them hard, so I told them to watch as I zoomed up a huge hill and and attempted an awesome jump. When I woke up I was in a quite place and Dad and Jimmy were sitting at my bedside. Jimmy had been crying and Dad's face was worn with worry. I took a mental inventory of my body and found I hurt in a dozen or so places but, I was too groggy to figure out what hurt most. "Whaaa..happened." I said with slur. "Daddy!!" Jimmy said jumping up and hugging me sending more pain through my body. "Oh, sorry....I was so scared." "Damn fool kid. Don't you know better than to jump a new bike, before you get it broke in. You are darn lucky you didn't break your fool neck. You broke your right leg, your left arm and a few ribs, but you'll live. The doctor says that if Joe and Jimmy hadn't gotten help when they did you might not have made it though. You lost a lot of blood. You banged yourself up pretty good." Dad was trying to be stern and cool, but I knew he was about to cry. I flashed a pained grin at him and he gripped my hand tightly. I saw a tear leak out of his eye and I felt my own tears coming. The three of us had a group cry but, were interrrupted by Doty coming in with Joe. "Mr. Mckinney...You okay?" Joe ask with a worried look. I thought you were dead. That was an awesome jump though, he said with a wicked smile. But, I'm sorry you got hurt." Joe had approached the bed and I stuck my hand out for him to take. He squeezed it softly and I saw the worry in his small face. "I'm okay buddy. I just won't be riding for a while...ouch." I said as a pain stabbed through my ribs. "I think I need some pain medicine. Will you call the nurse Dad?" The nurse came shortly and shooed everyone out of the room. She gave me something which put me out very quickly and I slept till morning. I hate hospitals, I'm surprised anyone ever gets well in one. I mean they never leave you alone, if you aren't unconcious, as I was for awhile, you got no rest at all. Taking your blood pressure, taking your temperature, asking if you need anything. Yes, I need you to go away and let me rest. I'll call you when I need pain relief. Anyway I spent six days in that cuckoo nest and I was so happy when I was finally allowed to come home. Doty fixed up the den for me, and dad moved my bed in there so I wouldn't have to climb the stairs. I had crutches and a wheelchair but, mostly I just laid around feeling miserable. I never knew how boring daytime tv was until I got hurt. God, what I would have given to be able to get up and walk the farm, and help with the chores again. The doctor said I would be out at least 6 weeks, which turned out to be 8 weeks. For two months I laid around and heeled. If it hadn't been for Jimmy and Joe, I would have gone nuts. Those two angels spent every minute they could with me, even staying off their bikes to be with me. I had to admit I was glad that they weren't riding, I would have never forgiven myself if anything happened to either one of them. Joe and Jimmy re-introduced me to board games and I had to admit I really enjoyed our time together. One Saturday night a month or so after the accident, the boys decided to camp out in the den with me for the night. They made pallets on the floor from some of Doty's quilts and piled down as we watched some videos. As usual Dad and Doty had turned in early, I guess it's just something that old folks do. Myself, I was a bit of a night owl, especially now since I napped a lot during the day. I was still awake when the boys were snoozing softly on their soft downly beds. I watched the rest of he movie and grabbed the remote and switched off the tv and vcr. I needed to pee really bad and I made my way painfully to the bathroom. I headed back and slowly crawled back in bed. Lately I never bothered to get dressed, since most of my pants wouldn't fit over my cast, on the rare occassions I did dress, I wore loose shorts. But most of the time I just wore my boxers and a long t-shirt. Doty had become immune to my casual dress, being a mother and grandmother she was unbothered by flesh. I stretched out but the pain in my ribs kept me from sleeping right away. I lay there thinking of how my life had changed and how lucky I was , despite my recent misfortune. Suddenly I heard soft noises coming from where the boys lay. I listened carefully as the noises continued, unsure of what I was hearing. Suddenly I heard a soft giggle which I recognized as Jimmy's voice. "Do me now." He said so softly I barely made out the words. "Scoot around." I heard Joe whisper. "Yeah, like that. No, get your butt out of my face." He said giggling. "Kiss my butt." Jimmy giggled back. I heard a loud smacking noise and more giggling. I tried to remain as quiet as possible, not wanting to spook the boys who were obviously doing a little fooling around. My dick suddenly got rock hard and I was shaking. "Not so hard....yeah, like that. Oh baby." Jimmy said seriously then giggling as he said the last part. "You got a big one." Joe whispered. "Your's is nice too." I heard Jimmy say. Then he began breathing really hard and was talking a bit louder. "Gosh, I'm gonna cum......watch out...here it comes." I heard some moaning which I thought was Jimmy then Joe's voice as he whispered. " Yukkk...it got all over my belly. I'm gonna go wash it off, be right back." I was amused but surprised. From what I had just heard I assumed that Joe had just masturbated Jimmy to orgasm and my little Jimmy had splashed his boy cum over Joe's cute belly. No wonder my cock was absolutely throbbing and begging for attention. I reached down and gripped it hoping that a tight sqeeze might slow down the excitement. It only complicated things, I was swept up in my own need and began stroking my cock, trying not to be obvious. Joe came back shortly and then Jimmy got up and went into the bathroom and I heard him draining his bladder. Nothing made a guy wanna pee more than an orgasm. I waited till Jimmy came back and the boys were quiet before resuming my stroking. The feeling was almost spiritual, I hadn't felt this hot or excited in a long time. It felt almost as good as my first time. I bit my tongue to keep from moaning as I stroked harder and faster. Once I heard the bed squeak a little and I panicked, but hearing nothing from the boys, I continued my stroking. I was close now, stroking fast as I pictured the scene that had just taken place in the darkend room so very near me. I was ready to explode, and not caring where my wild seed wound up I felt the feeling build. I was ready to blow and suddenly I felt my bed shift and a small hand on my arm. I jerked it away from my throbbing cock and my body groaned in protest. The little hand stroked my arm and at first I thought it was Jimmy. I lay still hoping the boy would think me asleep and go on back to his pallet on the floor. Instead I felt the soft warm body of the boy curl up next to me. I gave up the pretense of being asleep and cuddled him into my side. I realized it was not Jimmy at that point. I had come to know every nook and cranny of my little Jimmy and the body now laying next to me was not my son. I felt his small face near mine and I could smell his toothpaste tinted boy breath. My skin tingled and my body became covered in gooseflesh. Then his mouth was at my ear and he whispered softly "Can I lay with you.....Mr....uh, dad." It was not unusual for Joe to call me dad, as he and Jimmy pretended to be brothers most of the time, affectioantely calling each other "bubber" and making me their dad. "Okay buddy, what's wrong. Did you have a bad dream?" I whispered back relieved that my cock had deflated. "Nah, I just wanna, okay?" He said sighing. I love you a lot." He said for the second time since my accident. "I love you too, buddy." I said hugging him tightly. I felt him smile and he rubbed my chest through my t-shirt. He continued to rub my chest moving his soft hand down to my stomach and I felt my cock stirring again. I felt trapped by my own desires and helpless to stop what was happening. I didn't know how much Joe knew about sex, but it was almost as if he were seducing me. I felt my heart beating faster and my breath was labored. "Whew, buddy slow down. You are getting me excited." I laughed. He giggled sweetly and rubbed a bit lower. "I know." I swallowed hard and reasoned why I should put a stop to this before it got out of hand. I decided to try to fall asleep quickly and maybe he would follow my lead. I fained sleep, even going so far as to fake a snore or two. I felt him stirring beside me and I heard him breathin hard. Suddenly I felt something hard against my thigh. My God, his hard little cock was agianst my leg. My own cock was straining at my soft cotton boxers and suddenly he grabbed it. I squealed lowly and grabbed at his little hand pulling it off. In the few seconds he had made contact with it I felt more pleasure than I had given myself in fifteen minutes of my own stroking. If I had left his hand there a moment longer I would have orgasmed. "Joe, what are you doing?" I ask softly, trying not to sound too upset. "I'm sorry." I heard a his voice quiver a little. "I...don't tell my dad, please....." He said almost crying. "Buddy, it's okay. I won't tell. You just surprised me, that's all." I explained. "I just wanted to see how big it was. It's really big isn't it?" He said thoughtfully. "Not really, buddy. It's pretty average. I imagine your's will probably be bigger when you get older. I know Jimmy is well on the way to beating me." I said trying to reassure him. "Really..." And he softly giggled. "Yeah it's nice." Then realizing what he had said he covered his mouth in surprise. "Oops." I laughed softly. "Yes, so I heard you say earlier. Sounded like he gave you a little surprise." "Oh, my god. You heard us?" He ask in a frightened voice. "Are you mad?" "Why would I be mad, son. You two boys were just having fun. It didn't hurt anyone and it's no one's business but yours. I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to eavesdrop, I just couldn't get to sleep and I heard you guys." I said trying to explain. He laughed softly and I felt him grind his little dick into my leg as if trying to scratch an itch. "So, let me touch yours then." He said eagerly. "Joe, do you know what you are asking. Do you know I could go to jail for just talking about it." I said in a stern voice. "So, I won't tell. It's like you said. We don't hurt anything and it's no bodies business but ours." He reasoned, turning my words against me. "My god, are you planning on becoming a lawyer?" I quipped. "Huh?" He ask in a cute voice. "Nope, I'm gonna be a stripper...hahaha." His sweet little voice made me smile. I pictured his cute little body as he danced in speedos and I shuddered. "A stripper? What gave you that idea?" I ask with a chuckle. "Oh, nothing." He replied thoughtfully. "I just wanna try it. Sounds like fun. So....can I?" "Can you what?" I ask innocently. "Touch it?" He ask bashfully. "God, you got a one track mind." I chuckled. "Look, I'm going to sleep now. You can stay if you want. I can't help what you do while I'm asleep though....so be good." I was leaving him a way out without commiting myself. My heart was beating so fast that there was no way I could have slept. Instead I lay quietly and waited. Again I pretended to sleep and I felt Joe raise up an I felt his face close to mine, his sweet breath wafting across my nose. Then I felt his warm hands on my chest moving slowly down my body. I gasped lowly as his hand gripped my hard cock and he pulled it out of the fly of my boxers. I was dripping pre-cum from my earlier excitement and he used the slickness to lubricate my aching cock. His small hand encircled my cock as best it could and he began gently stroking it. I felt my breath coming in ragged spasms and my head was throbbing. All my aches and pains were cancelled out by the pleasure his little hand was giving to my erection. I felt his own cock poking agains me and he was breathing almost as hard as I was. I couldn't pretend any longer. I reached down and stroked his soft body with my big hands. He jumped at first then purred at my touch. His cock sprang free of my leg and I could just reach it. I gripped it gently and he gasped in his little boy voice. I was crazed, unable to think clearly, suddenly a lust filled man pursuing a small boy. I pulled him onto me and he lost his grip on my cock, but he seemed satisfied to let me lead. I pulled him onto my chest, causing a sharp pain in my chest. I felt his hard little cock rubbing agianst my own and he purred like a kitten. I could just make out his face inches from my own and I kissed his lips gently. He smiled and his eyes flashed in embarassment. I was in so deep now, I could not think of any reason to back down now. I rolled him over onto his back and moved down between his legs, moving slowly and awkwardly with my cast. I looked at his boy cock, hard and about 3.5 or 4 inches. It smelled heavenly. It had been a long time since I had a boy cock this close and I worshipped it. I kissed it gently and he moaned lowly. I nuzzled his little ball sack and thought I felt just hint of downly hair above his cock. I hoped I was right and that he would reward me with a tasty prize, his boy cum. I kissed every inch of his body as he wiggled in gratitude, moaning very softly. Moving back to his precious boyhood, I swallowed it in one gulp as he cried out. I hoped Jimmy was sleeping soundly about now, or he would realize that his daddy was having sex with his best friend. I sucked on my little buddy's hard boy dick as he wiggled and humped at me, trying to force more into my mouth. But, of course I had it all in already, my lips resting on the two or three pubic hairs at the base of it on my downstroke. I squeezed his little balls gently hoping to churn up a tasty boy load for my hungry mouth. It had been too long, too much frustration and now it had come out in a most dramatic way. I risked everything in a moment of passion, unable to stop myself. Joe continued to buck and moan as I brought him to the brink of oragasm. I let him get close a couple of times then pulled him back adding to his frustration each time. Finally I decided to give in and let him reach the shore of blissfull release. I swallowed deeply, running my tongue around his perfect dick head. He began humping wildly and then cried out lowly as he orgasmed. I felt and tasted a delightful splash of his boy juices and I savored every drop. I sucked deeply and squeezed the rest of his nectar from deep within his little boy balls. He fell back down quietly and I let him remain in my mouth for a short time until he began to soften. I moved up beside him and gently kissed his soft cheek. Only now did I realize that he had been naked all along. He had climbed into my bed naked, hoping it seemed to seduce me. Well, it had worked and now I had to face whatever consequences it might bring. But Joe only smiled at me and hugged my neck. "Now, can I finish yours?" He ask softly. I lay back and he picked up where he left off. His soft little hand brought me back to the frenzied feelings I had experienced earlier. I felt his other hand feeling my balls and holding them shyly. Suddenly my cock began shooting my hot load and it caused him to giggle. I felt the hot liquid hit my stomach and then a blast hit my lips. I licked my lips, tasting my own flavor as Joe milked the last few drops from my spent dick. I pushed his little hand away and explained that it was sensitive after it did that. "Thanks." He said sweetly leaning into me and kissing my lips. He must have tasted the cum there but he didn't seem to mind. I felt a loss when he climbed down and returned to his pallet beside my son and soon he was fast asleep. Sleep was long in coming for me, but when it came it was filled with dreams of the boy who had come to my bed and stole my heart. Well, now what......let me know if you like this turn of events.