Date: Thu, 21 Feb 2019 20:21:27 +0100 (CET)
From: Mad Mouse <mad.mouse@mailfence.com>
Subject: Dylan - Chapter 14

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NEW >>>You will note that this chapter includes a convergence with the
story `The Ursula Major' that I wrote last year. You may want to go and
read first it if you haven't yet. I will fill in the missing pieces between
it and this chapter soon as there is a missing gap of time for Aaron's
story, but he now joins the cast of Dylan.<<<

Now... on with the Show.

***

As we walked in, we realized that Randy was still in our bed. He was
sleeping on his back naked with the blankets thrown off. He was in the
middle of the king-sized bed with his hand gripping his erect little boy
penis.  "It's a trap!", I said jokingly to Alicia.

Dylan - Walt Disney World 2015 - Part 14

"You are such a geek!  Can you take him to his room while I get ready for
bed," Alicia asked as she whisked into the bathroom and closed the door
behind her.

I bent over to pick up my sleeping boy and was trying to figure out the
best way to move him without waking him up. I slid one arm under his knees
and the other under his shoulders and started to lift him.  "No, I want to
sleep with you and mommy," Randy mumbled as I lifted him. He was squirming
so and I was unable to hold him and I ended up putting him back down. He
grabbed the blanket and pulled it up and rolled over.

"Come on Randy, this has been a crazy day and we have a long day of fun at
the park ahead of us, let's put you in your bed so mom and I have room to
sleep," I pleaded with him but based on the sound of his breathing, he was
back to sleep.  I tried to pull the sheets down and he was holding them
tightly.  I tried to pull them out of his hands and me growled and gripped
tighter.

Randy mumbled sleepily again, "No daddy, I want to sleep with you, I am
afraid to sleep in the other room."

"Please Randy, I need my sleep and it is hard to do in a crowded bed," I
responded to him in a whine.  "Oh, for peats sake.", I muttered to myself.
I went to the washroom and walked in and Alicia was applying cream to her
face. She turned to me, "Are you all set to be sucked in?" she said.

"I don't think that will be happening tonight, Randy refuses to leave the
bed. He says he is scared to sleep in the other room," I said.

"Hmmm, well I guess we leave him and just get some sleep. It is a
kings-sized bed, there should be room to spare. But it looks like Walt
Junior is going to have to wait," Ali said as she grabbed my penis and gave
a couple of strokes just to torture me. "We can snuggle a bit and then get
some sleep," she said.

We both finished our nighttime routines and got into the bed without
clothes on so we can enjoy a little marital snuggling as we drift
off. "Push the bed hog over," Ali said. I pushed Randy way over to the side
of the bed and Ali was right, there was tons of room for all of us.

We both got in, me in the middle and Alicia on the outside. We hugged in
bed and enjoyed the warmth and sensuality of each other bodies. As I felt I
was slipping into sleep, I was after all exhausted, Alicia spoke.  "I meant
to tell you that the motel you sent me to was NOT a nice place, it was
horrible. It was one of those crappy little places on 192 that are mostly
filled with local homeless people. I was likely a nice place in its day, it
is called `The Ursula Major.' I actually considered not going in at all
until this young boy, about Randy's age, came out of the room next door and
sat on a chair in front of the room looking sad."

"I got out of the car and went to the room and started to unlock the door.
The little boy, who had been crying, asked me it his friend was coming
back. I asked, do you mean the boy who was staying here. The boy said, uh
huh, we hung out the night he arrived but I haven't seen him or him parents
come back."

"I am sorry sweetie, Dylan is not coming back he is staying with my husband
and I at Disney," Alicia said.  "Oh, that is too bad. He was a really nice
kid, I was hoping he and his family would take me to the parks.  He said he
was going to ask him mom, then he didn't come back," the boy said.

"I told him what had happened and he looked so sad. As I was talking to
him, I noticed that he was really dirty and smelled terrible. I asked who
he was staying with and he told me with his mom and she was in the room
with her boyfriend. We talked for a few minutes and I learned his name was
Aaron and he is 11 and is living there with his mom. They moved there from
Canada after his grandma was killed by his father."

"A scruffy looking man came out of the room and his mother screamed his
name and he said he had to go to bed now.  I gave him my card and told him
to call me on my cell phone if he needed any help. He asked if he could
come to Disney with Dylan and us in the morning, I said that I would have
ask his mother and see if that was possible.  He got really defensive and
said that his mother has taken her medicine and would not be good to talk
to tonight.  I told him to call in the morning and if it was ok with his
mom, we could pick him up and he could spend the day."

"You offered to take a kid you don't know to Disney? That was a little
impulsive.", I said. "I know, but he looked so sad that Dylan wasn't coming
back and I don't think he has very much, and my heart ached for him... so I
just agreed. I doubt his mother will be ok with it, maybe we could bring
Dylan by another time," Ali said. "I will swing by there after the hospital
in the morning and talk to her directly."  "You have a big heart Ali, that
was really nice of you. Or, are you just hot for his body?", I asked.
"That is hilarious. You should talk," Ali pretended to scold me. We were
both apparently very tired, because we were asleep within seconds.

I was having the most vivid erotic dream. Dylan and I were on a boat in the
middle of a lake. He was wearing that Speedo that he borrowed from
Ryan. For some reason, I was wearing a Pokemon Pikachu onesie and Dylan had
his hand in the crotch area masturbating me. It felt amazing and I was
worried about getting semen on the outfit. Just as I felt myself about to
ejaculate, I woke up and felt my penis being jacked off for real.

"That feels great Ali, I am going to cum..." and with that I erupted into 4
solid squirts of goo and several after shocks.

"Gross!" a voice said from under the covers.  I lifted them and saw my
little son Randy with my cum all over his hands and some on his chin. The
little bugger had been jacking me off in my sleep.  "Hi daddy, did you like
that?", he said innocently like he had just drawn me a picture of a tree.
"It was very nice son, but you shouldn't do that to somebody without their
permission," I said.  "Sorry Daddy, mommy did it to me before I fell asleep
and it felt so nice, I thought I would help you have the same nice
feelings.  I didn't realize that you would shoot your stuff out when you
were asleep."  "What's going on guys?" Alicia asked, having been woken up
from the commotion.

"I lifted the cover higher to show her Randy between my legs with the
evidence of his work all over his hands."

"Hi Mommy, I did what you did to me to Daddy. He made a big mess," Randy
said adorably.

"Walt, the boy needs his sleep. You could have done that yourself!" Alicia
scolded me.

"Hey, it's not my fault, I was sleeping. Randy just helped himself," I
said.

Randy crawled up between us and showed Alicia his hand. She grabbed some
tissues from the side table and wiped off my semen. Ok little man, back to
sleep and she pulled the blankets up to his chin as he snuggled against his
mom.

"You have no clothes on, your boobies are all squishy and warn. Can you rub
my dink again to help me go back to sleep?" Randy asked.

Alicia smiled and reached down and took Randy's penis between her fingers
and started to jack him off.  Now that I know her secret, this was actually
turning me on.  I reached down and joined her and grasped her hand as she
pumped his boyhood. He mewed in delight with the feelings he was
experiencing.

Ali said quietly, "You massage his balls." So, I reached down and gently
started to rub each little marble sized testicle in my hands and enjoyed
the feeling of his impossibly soft hairless scrotum.

"Thank you, mom and dad, this feels so nice," Randy said. "I wish we could
always do this together."  With that, Alicia looked at me and I smiled back
at her and rolled my eyes. "We would too sweetie, but this is a special
occasion today only."  "Please mommy," he pleaded.

"We can talk about this later, right now I would like you to finish up,
have your tickles and go to sleep," Alicia said.

I could feel Randy's little nuts in my hands start to move in his sack. His
body started to give away signs that he was about to experience his third
orgasm is less than 24 hours. He grunted loudly as he shot a tiny pearl of
liquid from his little slit while his balls continued to do their job even
with the lack of fluid to work with.

Almost as soon as he finished his climax his eyes closed and the soft
sounds of sleep breathing came from his little body. Both Alicia and I
explored the body of our sleeping son caressing his front, from neck to
knees. We took turns rubbing his cute little penis and scrotum as he slept.
Eventually all three of us were asleep all cuddled up like kittens. I don't
think I have felt as cozy in my entire life.  At some point, I woke up and
had to get up to pee, Randy and Alicia were still fast asleep beside me. I
went into the washroom, took care of business and returned to my bed and
was startled to see Dylan lying in my space, naked... as usual.

"Everything ok tiger?" I said to him.

"I woke up and I am worried about my mom and can't go back to sleep," Dylan
said with a slight quaver in his voice, he was obviously crying. "Let me
squeeze in between you and Randy bud." Dylan sat up and let me in, I lay
down beside my son and turned to Dylan and held out my arms, and said "Come
on tiger, snuggle up with Uncle Walt." He lay down facing me, buried his
head in my chest and hugged me tightly.  I could feel Dylan moving his hand
to Randy and put his hand on his back. "Is Randy totally naked?", Dylan
asked.

"Uh-hum," I replied.

"Is Alicia naked too," Dylan asked

I hesitated wondering if I should lie and decided against.

"Yup," I replied.

"Did Alicia really jack me off when I went to bed or was I dreaming?" he
asked.  "Yes Dylan, she did. You feel asleep."

"Hmmm. It was nice but it was weird."

"Yea, it was weird."

Dylan went silent, I assumed he had fallen asleep. Suddenly, Dylan spoke.
"I know my mom is going to die."

I didn't know what to say.

"It's ok, you can be honest. Just tell me the truth."

"Dylan, I really don't know. I hate to say that I think it is likely, but
there could be a miracle."  "If mom dies, will you still be able to take
care of me?"

"Of course, why are you asking again."

"Alicia was pretty mad at you and she knows that you are into boys. I
thought you guys would get a divorce or maybe be in trouble with the
police."

"No, it's all ok tiger. We are all going to be ok.  If anything happens to
your mom, we will take care of you and maybe even adopt you."

Dylan started to sob.

"It's ok buddy, you mom may be ok. You need to be positive. Please don't
cry."

"I'm crying because I am happy. I am happy that you love me so much that
you would adopt me."

I just reached out and pulled him tight into my body, kissed the top of his
head and rubbed his back.  Dylan went quiet again then spoke one last time,
"I love you so much Uncle Walt."

Moments later Dylan was asleep.

7:00 AM came and my phone alarm sounded and went to grab it off the side
table. I had flipped around in the night and Dylan was spooning me with his
hard penis poking my bum. I flipped back to reach my phone to shut off the
alarm and I came nose to nose with him. I kissed his forehead and reached
over him to retrieve and silenced my phone.

Randy and Alicia were still where I left them. Dylan was fast asleep so I
lay back down basking in the glory of two adorable and naked little boys
and my gorgeous naked wife. Can life get any better?  As if on cue, I got
text messages from Tommy and Rob checking in and to coordinate plans for
the day. I responded to both in a group text.

Walt: Just woke up myself. Ali is going to hospital to check on Teresa and
has another errand. Let's meet for breakfast at Chef Mickey's at 9:30 and
we can decide on our park for the day and head out from there.

Tommy: Sounds good, see you there.

Rob: Ryan and I will be there. I will wander over now and make a
reservation for us.

Walt: Thanks guys, looking forward to seeing everyone again!

Tommy: TTYL :-)

Rob: Later gents...

I turned my head and saw Alicia looking at me. When we made eye contact,
she smiled warmly.  "Morning honey. I see your boyfriend joined us in the
night."

"Yes, he did, he was upset about his mom. Nothing else happened. And don't
call him my boyfriend," I said gruffly even though I know she was kidding.

"Sorry honey, I was just joking," and she leaned over Ryan and gave me a
good morning kiss.  "What is the plan today?"

"We are meeting Rob, Ryan and Tommy at Chef Mickey's downstairs at
9:30. The plan is to have breakfast together and decide on a park and make
our plan for the day," I said.

"Ok, I am heading over to the hospital to check on Dylan's mom and then
going to that motel to check on Aaron. I will give you a call when I am on
my way and you can tell me where to meet. We need to work on the script for
Randy's audition tomorrow which we should do a few times today to make sure
he has it down pat.  His coach is going to Skype with him for an hour or so
tomorrow morning to get him ready for the call back audition and, if all
goes well, the chemistry reads," Alicia briefed me on her plans for the
day.

"What is your thinking around motel boy?" I asked.

"I am going to go to the motel and talk to his mother. I am worried about
him having seen that motel, thinking about what he told me and seeing and
smelling him. This is a kid at risk and I want to see what we can do to
help. Ideally, his mom will let me bring him to the park and I can get more
information.  Maybe have Tommy meet and talk to him too." Ali said.

I leaned over our boy this time and kissed her and said, "This is why I
love you so much. You are the most considerate and caring person I
know. Oh, and you like boy dicks too." I said, which elicited a pillow to
the head.

"I am going to be occupying this bathroom for a long soak, do not bring
that big ugly man dick of yours into my sanctuary," Alicia said with a
smile and got out of bed and went into the bathroom and closed the door. I
then heard `click'... she locked the darn door too. Alicia has always been
serious about her baths and the tub in this room is particularly nice. She
deserved some alone time and I was happy to give her some space.

***

Morning was also dawning at the Ursula Major Motel only a few miles away
from the idyllic setting of Walt Disney World. 11-year-old Aaron Reid was
awoken from his sleep by the stumbling of his mother, Ashley, who had just
arrived back at their room after having left him alone late last night with
her newest `boyfriend', Steve.  The events of the previous evening came
flooding back to Aaron's brain.

After Ali had come and cleaned out Dylan's room, Steve left in his car and
Aaron was getting ready for bed. He realized that his mom was acting very
strange tonight, she had been drinking with Steve and had taken her
medicine as well. She was hard to understand and saying silly
things. Aaron's goal was to get to bed, go to sleep and everything would be
fine in the morning when he would ask to go to Disney with Dylan.

After he had brushed his teeth, stripped down to his briefs and hopped into
his cot, he was ready for sleep and called over to his mother who was
sleeping sitting up at the little table.

"Good night mom!" he called out. No reply came and he turned over and he
drifted off to sleep.  Aaron was awoken a short time later by a commotion
on the other side of the privacy curtain that his mom and strung up between
his cot and her bed. Steve had returned and he and his mom we talking
loudly and banging around the room like they were looking for
something. Steve came past the curtain and saw Aaron in his bed and smiled
at him.

"Hey there sexy, you whacking off under that blanket," Steve said.

"No, I was sleeping before you work me up," Aaron said.

"Let's see," Steve said and grabbed the blanket and pulled it off Aaron's
mostly naked body. "Looks likes little man has a boner in this
underwear. Playing with yourself is a sin boy."

"Can I have my blankets please, I want to go back to sleep," Aaron pleaded.

The man moved to Aaron's bed and sat on the edge with the boy looking
terrified.

"Let's go Steve!", the mother said from the other side of the curtain where
she remained seated, much too wasted to get up.

"In a couple of minutes, Aaron and I are going to talk about the birds and
the bees. A boy his age needs a man to set him straight," Steve called
back.

"My son in not part of the deal Steve," she called back.

"We are just going to have a chat," Steve said.

Steve was inches away from Aaron. The boy was scared, cold and shaking with
fear and he started to cry.

"Don't you start crying and go upsetting your momma." He reached down and
started to caress the front of Aarons briefs where the small bulge was
hiding his genitals. "Let your Uncle Steve make you feel nice. Does this
feel good," he said as he continued to pet Aaron's little bulge.

"No!" you are scaring me and I don't like what you are doing.

"Every boy likes to have his cock rubbed. Let's just pull these off and it
will feel even better," Steve hooked his fingers into his little briefs and
tried to pull them off, Aaron held as tightly as he could but lost the
battle and they not only came off, the thread bare underwear ripped. Aaron
was now openly crying, and calling to his mom.

"Mom, he is raping me! Make his stop. Steve grabbed Aaron's penis and
started to stroke it.

"Steve, leave him alone. I told you he is not part of the deal," Ashley
said. She stumbled back and stood over the scene. "Steve baby, let's go and
party and leave the boy alone. You are scaring him."

"He doesn't seem scared to me; his little dink is hard and a nail!" Steve
laughed.  Aaron cursed his penis for getting hard, he was terrified and was
not enjoying what was happening yet his dick was telling another story.

Ashley playfully slapped Steve's hand and said, "Let go, you cannot afford
that and I want to party now."  "Fine, maybe I need to save up. What do you
say, you sexy little nymph?" Steve said as he got up and started to move to
the door.

Ashley had tears in her eyes, covered up her child and bent over and hugged
him.

"I am so sorry Aaron, I will never let this pig touch you again. I wish we
had a better life. I love you more than anything. Mommy's going out with
Steve now, I will be here when you wake up. Don't answer the door no matter
what," she said.

Aaron was still shedding tears, but not audibly crying now. "I love you too
mom, please be careful. I need to talk to you when I wake up.

Ashley released the embrace, kissed his nose and stood. She backed out of
Aaron's sleeping area and kept eye contact with her son until she was on
the other side of the curtain. She had an expression of deep sorrow. Ashely
was a broken women and tonight was clear evidence that she was at rock
bottom.  "There you are, did you suck his dick?" Steve said and
laughed. Aaron heard the screen door open, the lights go off and the wood
door close with a slam.

The room was in total silence. Aaron lay there listening the noise of
traffic and the comings and goings of the Ursula Major while stroking his
penis to help calm his nerves and bring some happiness. He remembered the
possible Disney trip tomorrow and rolled over on his tummy, humped his
mattress a few times and fell asleep.

"Aaron, wake up," his mother was shaking him trying to awaken the boy even
though he was clearly awake. "Mom, I am awake!"

"Oh, shit, sorry. Listen, mommy is going to Tampa today with Steve. He says
I can make some extra money and we need it.  I am leaving $10 on the table
here so you can get dinner next door at Taco Bell. I will be back late
tonight, don't wait up."

"Mom, I need to talk to you. Do you remember the boy I was playing with a
couple days ago? He was staying in the room next door. They checked out and
he is staying at Disney World now. The lady he is staying with said that I
could come and spend the day with them if it was ok with you."

"I don't have money for that and I don't know her. What if she is a
podiatrist and wants to touch your pee pee," she said giggling. Clearly his
mom was still wasted and not all there.

"They are going to pay and I would be with Dylan all day. He is the same
age as me. Oh, and your pedo boyfriend already played with my ... `pee pee'
last night. What is the worst that could happen?"

OK, it's ok with me but text me her phone number so I can call you.

"Mom, you have to call her. She is not going to take my word that you said
it is ok. Can you call her from your phone now?" Dylan jumped out of bed
and found his shorts and got the card Alicia had left him.

"Why are you sleeping naked!  I see your pee pee," she giggled.

"Give me your phone," Aaron demanded. He dialed the number and Alicia
answered.

"Hi this is the boy from the motel calling about going to Disney. Do you
remember me?"

"Hi Aaron, of course I do sweetie. I was going to come by and talk to your
mom later."

"She is going out for the day and has said I can go. Here, she can tell you
herself," and he handed his mom back her phone.

"Hello", Ashley said not knowing what else to say and trying not to sound
like the obnoxious drunk he was.

"Hello, I am afraid I don't know your name, but I am Alicia Furman."

"My named is Ashley Reid, I am Aaron's mother. I heard you want to take him
to Disney World today."

"Yes, Ms. Reid, Aaron knows my foster son Dylan, they met at your motel a
couple days ago. I came by to check out and I met Aaron. He was sad that
Dylan was coming back so I thought it would be nice for them to spend the
day. Dylan's mother is at Celebration Hospital very sick and this will be a
nice way for him to get his mind off of things."

"Well it's ok with me as long as you are not some kind of podiatrist or
something," she giggled again at her own joke.

"I assure you that I am not a podiatrist.", Alicia said while thinking to
herself, I may be a pedophile, but I am no foot doctor. "I will text this
number with all my details so you know where we are how you can reach
us. We can keep him for the entire day until you come back."

"That's so nice, I will text you with all my details too. I won't be home
until very late so feel free to drop him off when you are sick of him. He
can let himself in."

"Let me know when you are on your way back to the motel and we will meet
you, I don't want to drop off your son unsupervised. We would also be happy
to keep him here until morning if that is easier."  "Yes! That would be
great Mrs. Furman. Perfect!! That will give me more time with my ... err...
associates."

"Wonderful, can you pack a bag with a change of clothes, PJ's, toothbrush
and a bathing suit."

"He doesn't have PJ's or a bathing suit, he can just sleep and swim in his
undies."

Alicia just ignored that, she was going to pick up some clean things for
him anyway.

"I will be there as soon as possible and I will text you when I am close,"
Ashley said.

"Ok, thank you. See you tomorrow," Alicia said and hung up the phone. Aaron
took it from her and sent the text with his mother's name, his name, the
address and unit number at the motel and signed the message `Thank you for
looking after my son today, I am very grateful. Ashley.' He handed the
phone back to his mom, she kissed her boy, grabbed a few clothing items and
some things from the bathroom and put them in a plastic bag and then was
off.

Aaron was so excited, even though he lives so close to Disney that he can
hear the fireworks at night, he had never been to any of the parks because
they could not afford it. He had heard the conversation and assembled the
things that Alicia had asked he bring and put them in a paper bag that he
found in the room. He decided that he needed to shower to look his best for
his friend and his adventure at Disney.

***

I was just relaxing for a few minutes in the bed before he had to get the
boys and himself organized for the day's activities. Both boys were still
sleeping on either side of him and he listened to the gentle sounds they
were making in their sleep. He turned to Randy and stroked his long blonde
hair and touched his cheek. He was in awe of the incredibly beautiful child
that he and Alicia had made. This was a child whose beauty, talent and
personality make him a treasure and had set up ideally for his acting
career that he was already enjoying success in. It worried him that he and
his mother were now engaging in sexual activity with him and wondered how
that would affect their relationships, their home life and would Randy
regret it in the future and hold it against them.

I gently shook my sleeping angel, "Randy."  The boy did not stir. "Randy!"
I said a little louder. Still no movement. I noticed his lip moving and
felt he was awake and pretending not to be. I tried again, but this time I
tickled his ribs as I said his name. The boy exploded into a fit of
giggles.

"I am awake. I am awake!" he said as he was resisting his tickle attack. He
moved over and threw his arm over my chest and his leg over my leg. I felt
the hardness of Randy's little penis as the boy gently humped his groin
into my leg.

"Ok, buddy. No time for that," I said as I ruffled his hair. "I need you to
go and shower and get dressed.  We are meeting every for breakfast at
9:30."

"Aww dad. I have a stiffy and this feels so good," Randy sad as he
continued to hump my leg.

"I think if you go pee you will find that your little friend will get
soft. You have a morning boner, that happens when you first wake up if you
have to pee," I said.

"I don't have to pee dad, I need to have the tickles before it will go
down."

"You mean orgasm, and are you sure you don't have to pee...," I said and I
reached down and pressed his abdomen where his bladder is. Randy bolted out
of bed and ran to the washroom. Randy was pinching his penis to avoid
peeing himself. I heard the door to the bathroom close. One down, one to
go.

It was just Dylan and I in the bed now and he was still sleeping. I gently
shook him but he did not budge.

I became a little louder and more boisterous in my shaking and still
nothing.  This time, I reached town and grabbed his very hard penis and
started to masturbate him. His response was to spread his legs and moan. I
moved my hand and took hold of his testicles and started to massage
them. Another moan escaped his lips and he opened his mouth like he was
about to start panting. I moved back to his penis and decided to turn up
the heat and took he glans between my fingers and started to rub, I could
see him shudder from the feeling his hand moved to mine and he pushed it
down to resume full shaft stimulations.

"OK tiger, you are clearly awake now. Time to get up and get showered and
dressed. We are meeting Rob and Ryan at Chef Mickey's at 9:30. Alicia is in
the bathroom in here having a bath and Randy is in the in your room," I
said.

"Are you going to finish this," Dylan said while pointing at his crotch.

"Sorry tiger, that was just a wake-up call," I said.

"Can I go and shower with Randy?" he asked with a mischievous smile on his
face.

"Sure, as long as you actually shower and not just play with each other's
dingle balls," I said with a little laugh.

"Awwwww... stop with the dingle balls thing. You are not funny."

"Actually, I think I am. I laugh every time." I dove under the covers and
blew a raspberry on his tummy sending him into a fit of giggles. As he
jumped, his penis poked me in the cheek, I turned my mouth and gave it a
little suck and then I jumped out, grabbed my robe and left the room with
Dylan recovering in the bed.

I was in the kitchen pouring an orange juice and a few second later, Dylan
left my bedroom on his way to his. He turned to me, grabbed his very hard
penis, shook it at me and said, "Look what you did to me!"  "Watch that you
don't poke Randy's eye out with that," I joked.

I heard the bathroom door open and Dylan say loudly, "Bend over Randy, here
comes Dylan!" I sprinted to the bedroom to find Dylan standing outside the
bathroom. "Gotcha" he yelled and then disappeared into the bathroom.

Returning the kitchen, I giggled to myself at Dylan's little joke but at
the same time thought to myself how times had changed so much that a
12-year-old is worldly enough to know enough to make an anal sex joke. I
took my juice and my phone onto the balcony to enjoy the view of the Magic
coming to life.

No sooner had I had my first sip of OJ, that Alicia came through the doors
looking like she was in a hurry.  "I have to head out right away, I already
heard from the mother of that boy from the motel. She has agreed to let him
spend the day and sleep over as well. She was high or drunk when she called
and she has now left for the day leaving her son alone in that horrible
motel room. I am not comfortable leaving him there, the whole situation
there is unsettling. I am going to head there now and bring him back. I'll
go the hospital afterwards." Alicia said.

"I love what a great person you are, but what are you getting us into?" I
said.

"Walter Orlando Furman, this is a young boy that is in need of our
help. That is what we do! It is going to be fine and the boys will have a
blast having another buddy to hang out with.", she said.

"You are right, I am just feeling overwhelmed with everything that is going
on. I can't wait to meet him."  I said as I stood and hugged and kissed her
goodbye. "Go get the boy, we will be waiting for him."

"Where is Dylan, I want to let him know." She said.

"They are both in the bathroom having a shower and, well, being boys."

Alicia smiled and walked to the boy's room and continued through and opened
the door to the bathroom. Alicia stood there looking at the scene unfolding
in front of her. Both boys were in the shower stall, Dylan had his back to
the door and neither boy had heard her enter. Alicia moved into the
bathroom more, intentionally trying to remain unheard. She was at the door
to the stall and the boys still had not noticed her.

She was not surprised at what she was seeing, but needed to speak to Dylan
but felt bad interrupting them, but he was also kind of excited by what
they were doing.  Randy was on his knees and sucking on Dylan's
penis. Randy's little blonde head was bobbing back and forth on Dylan's
phallus. His eyes were squeezed shut as water cascaded down on his head as
he kept up the blow job that, by the look of ecstasy on his face, Dylan was
enjoying.

Dylan had his hands on the back of Randy's head and was pumping his dick
into his mouth to meet the bobbing motions. Alicia couldn't wait any longer
and opened the stall door. Randy and Dylan both froze, but Randy did not
release Dylan's penis from his mouth and looked up at his mother. Dylan
couldn't bring himself to look at her.

"Randy sweetie, can you take that out of your mouth for a minute I need to
talk to Dylan," Alicia said and Randy complied as Dylan's softening penis
was released.

"I am sorry Aunt Ali, I just...", Dylan started.

"No apology necessary, I am the one who should be sorry. It looked like you
were almost ready to cum.

Anyway, I need to tell you something. When you were staying at the motel
with your mother, there was a boy next door," Ali said.  "Do you mean
Aaron?", he asked. "Yes, I met him when I went to pick your stuff up. I
invited him to come spend the day with us, I am going to pick him up
now. Oh yeah, he is going to sleep over too."

Dylan looked shocked, and not from being caught being blown by our baby
boy. He was shocked and concerned about getting involved with Aaron. He
liked the boy, but in the time he spent with him at the motel, he confided
some things to him that were very scary.  Aaron had told him that his
mother has sex for money, drank a lot and took drugs.

What was really upsetting was that Aaron's mother had sex for money while
Aaron was in the room behind a curtain. Sometimes, if the man had enough
money and his mother was high enough, Aaron would put on a show the men. He
would take off his clothes and masturbate himself in front of them.

He hated it, but they needed the money and whenever he did the show, his
mom would buy extra food and a little toy for him.

"Aunt Ali, Aaron's mom is a very bad person she has sex for money and
sometimes Aaron was involved too. I don't think he should be around Randy,"
Dylan said.

"Oh sweetie, you are such a good brother looking out for Randy like that,
but we will make sure he is appropriate around both of you. He is just a
little boy and he needs a break. Let's be there for him today."

"Ok Aunt Ali. I understand," Dylan said out of respect for Alicia but still
harboring concern.  Randy had remained where he was and silent the whole
time.

"Randy, honey, you ok?" Alicia asked.  "Yes" "You haven't said anything and
you haven't moved."

"I am just waiting to finish sucking Dylan's penis, he isn't done yet."

Dylan looked embarrassed, Alicia laughed at his matter of fact
response. She made a mental note that she and Walt needed to have a serious
talk to both of these boys soon.  Alicia bent down and kissed Randy, turned
her head and realized that Dylan's, now flaccid dick, was just hanging
there looking sad and lonely. She leaned over, told hold of it and kissed
in on the tip, straightened up and said, "Ok, boys carry on."

Randy leaned forward and took Dylan back into his mouth and started to
suck. Dylan looked at Alicia confused at the casualness around their sex
play. Alicia stood and watched for a few minutes until they were both once
again enjoying themselves.

"Ok, gotta run boys. Have fun and make sure you actually wash up when you
are done," Alicia said. "See you at breakfast."

Alicia walked back out to the balcony and said, "Walt, you might want to
make sure you remind the boys to get ready. They are just playing right
now," as she said `playing' she used air quotes and wiggled her eyebrows,
she chose not to say, our son is blowing Randy since they were on a balcony
and could have been overheard.

"Will do. You had better hurry off if you are going to have the boy back in
time for breakfast," I said.  "I have lots of time and I am going to stop
by Target and grab him a few things too. I don't get the impression he has
much. See ya real soon!", Alicia said very brightly. She was always most
cheerful and excited when she was on a mission and she was on two right now
– operation rescue Aaron and operation Teresa death watch.

I was about to go check on the boys when my phone rang, it was Rob.  "Hey
Walt, Rob here, I know we talked this morning about breakfast but we did
not decide how many of us there are."  "Good timing, we can add two more,
Ali is joining us and she is bringing another boy so we need seating for
8."  "Another boy, eh? Hope he is a cutie! How old is he?" Rob said. I
realize that we have already established that he too is into boys, but the
way he said that kind of creeped me out a bit.

"I only know he is 11 and his name is Aaron.  I think he is a local and
living in one of those dive motels on 192. Dylan met him when he checked in
at the motel where Aaron lives."

"Sounds like a fixer upper," Rob joked and again his comment made me
cringe.

"We will both meet him at breakfast."

"Sounds good. See you at 9:30 pal," Rob said.

Pal? I barely know this guy and I am his pal. I guess I did have sex with
his son, so perhaps that makes us pals. Anyway, I don't really like his
sense of humor or the creepy comments he makes but I guess we can't all be
snooty boy loving lawyers, can we?

As I pressed end on the call, Dylan and Randy came out and joined me on the
balcony wrapped in robes.  "You guys all clean?" I asked as I sniffed
Randy's wet hair. "I love that H20 shampoo smell! How about you mister" and
I sniffed his hair and again the smell of the Disney resort shampoo filled
my nostrils.  "Well done boy. I was about to get a refill of my OJ, would
you boys like some too? I asked.

"Yes please," both boys responded.

I poured the three glasses of juice and brought them back to the balcony
and I almost dropped the tray when I got back. Both boys were sitting fully
naked on the chaise loungers and Randy was casually playing with his penis
as well.

"Guys, you can't be out here like that!"

"Why," Randy asked while still playing with his cute little dick.

"Why? Why do you think? Somebody will see you!"

"Nobody can see us," Dylan responded. `This balcony is at the end of the
building so there is nobody beside on that side and the balcony on the
other side is for the room that Randy and I are sleeping in.  There is a
privacy screen. We are on the top floor, nobody can see over or from below.

It is so private I can do this, "Dylan got up and started to gyrate his
pelvis causing his semi-hard penis to flop around obscenely.

"And we want to dry off this way. It's fun!", Randy added.

I was a little annoyed at Dylan leading Randy in actions that I do not
approve of. His mom must have been a push over because he just seems to do
what he wants, when he wants, and that is going to have to stop.

"Fine boys, but I am not happy about this," I said as I reclaimed my
chair. "Randy got up and walked over to me and hoisted himself on my
lap. He leaned back and wrapped my arms around him and then returned to
fondle his penis.

We sat there for 20 minutes. Dylan drifted off to sleep and Randy just kept
playing with himself as I watched and admired his little boy penis and
scrotum. I dared not even accidentally touch him sexually in case somebody
had their cameras pointed at us, but I rubbed his tummy and chest in an
innocent parental way.

My phone rang again and it was Ali.  "Hey honey, how are you making out," I
asked.  Just fine, I have just arrived at the motel now. I am about to go
get Aaron and wanted you listening on the phone just in case mom or a
boyfriend is there and causes trouble. You just stay quiet and listen
carefully," Alicia said.  "Just then, Randy started talking loudly so his
mom could here him while I still the phone, "Mommy, Daddy is letting us sit
on the balcony naked."

"What on earth, Walt. Don't you think that Disney might have an issue with
naked boys on a balcony of their flagship hotel?"

"It wasn't my idea, the boys basically just did it and Dylan wouldn't take
no for an answer."  "OK, but be careful." She responded after her
half-hearted attempt at propriety. "OK, I am at the door now, I am going to
stop talking and you listen. I have texted you the name, address and room
number in case you have to call 911.

Alicia knocked on the door, "Aaron, it me Alicia. Dylan's foster mom." The
door flew open, Aaron stepped forward clutching a CVS shopping bag. "Let's
go," and he walked out closing the door behind him.

"Is there anyone else here?" I asked.  Nope, my mom left right after
talking to you."  "What do you have in the bag," I asked.

"I have a pair of underwear, socks, my tooth brush and a book I am reading.

"Oh, what book are you reading sweetie," I asked trying to make
conversation.

"It's called `The Kingdom Keepers', I am half way through," he said. "It'
all about these kids that go into Walt Disney World after dark and they
have to battle witches and villains to save the park."

"I know that book, I have read it to my youngest son," I said. "Let's get
moving, we have a big day ahead of us."

Alicia put the phone to her ear like she was answering it. "Hello honey, I
am about to get in the car with Aaron now. We will be there soon," she
said.  "So, everything is ok, and I can hang up now," I asked to double
confirm.

"Yes, honey, we are both fine and Aaron is looking forward to seeing Dylan
and the other boys.  Ok, bye now," and she ended the call.

We both got in the car and I asked to see what he had in the bag.  I pulled
out the book and closed the back immediately, the smell of the clothes
inside made me nauseous.  "When were these clothes washed," I asked.  Aaron
looked embarrassed. "Whenever mom shares her pay with me, I go to the
laundromat and wash them, but last time was last week. I rinse them out in
the sink and then dry them over the shower curtain rod," he told me.

"Let's make a stop at Target and get you some nice things to wear. You
smell nice and clean, so that's good," I said.

"I had a shower because I knew we were going to Disney World and I wanted
to look my best for your family," he said.

We drove for a few minutes and pulled into the Super Target parking lot.
"Let's go sweetie, this has to be a quick trip. We can come back tomorrow
morning to get you more," I offered.

Aaron did not say anything or express appreciation for the trip to Target,
which I thought odd. I am sure it is overwhelming based on the way I saw he
lives. We headed right to boys' section and I told him to pick out three
pairs of shorts, 3 t-shirts, a bathing suit and a pair of running shoes. As
he was shopping, I picked up a six pack of multi-colored Fruit of the Loom
underwear, brief type, and a dozen white athletic socks.

He did not take very long and I suggested he needed a cap as well. He
picked a Mickey Mouse hat with classic Mickey on the front.

They went and paid for the clothes and headed back to the car. Still, the
boy did not say thank you or show any level of appreciation. She was not
mad, just curious. He was a really polite kid, so why is he not saying
anything. She decided to leave it. They arrived at the car and tossed the
new clothes in the back seat.

As he took his seat, he looked at me with this sad little look on him
face. Her heart broke for him as she knows that he has a tough life and not
used to people being nice to him. He kicked off his shoes and socks and
pulled off his t-shirt.

"Sweetie, you can't strip in the car, somebody may see you." Ali assumed he
had just wanted to change to his new clothes.

"It's ok, nobody can see me naked down there" and he pulled his shorts,
with no underwear, off.  He was totally naked but he did not make a move to
get his new clothes on instead he started to masturbate and was putting on
a weird sexy act that he was obviously mimicking from a tv show ... or was
it learned from his mother?

"Aaron, put your clothes back on now. You are going to get me arrested
doing that in the car in broad daylight," I said with a tone of panic in my
voice.  I must admit he had a delicious looking cock and balls, but common
sense beat her lust for his boy package.

"I am sorry, I thought you wanted to see me naked and jacking off. That is
what all the people who give me money want. Mom's friends, some of the
people at the motel, the man who runs the variety store, they all want me
to do naked things for them to get stuff, usually to strip and play with
myself. Some even want to have sex with me, but I haven't done that
yet. Sometimes I will let people touch me, but nothing else yet. Mom keeps
telling me doing that is worth a lot of money," Aaron said.

"No sweetie, you don't have to do anything like that. It was a gift," I
said as I was quietly horrified at what this boy has had to do. He seemed
relieved and started to put his old clothes back on.  When he was fully
dressed and belted in, we started the short trip back to the hotel. "When
we get to the hotel, I want you to shower and put on you new clothes," I
said to a smiling little Aaron.


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it and this chapter soon as there is a missing gap of time for Aaron's
story, but he now joins the cast of Dylan.<<<

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