Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2002 21:32:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ray Of Sunshine pt 3

Chapter 1

We finished the inside of the house by Thursday morning and I must say, the
change was remarkable, about as remarkable as my own change.  The place was
bright and cheery, so much so that the old furniture almost took on an
antique or, at the very least, d'rigour look.  I had to get ready for work
and ended in the bedroom with nothing but a hard on. Jared and I began to
play which mean lots of kissing and hugging and sucking. I had lubed up his
delicious young cock and was stroking him when I got the brilliant idea of
gooing up my crotch, at least one leg crease, and my lower pelvic
area. Then I pulled my young lover on top of me, guiding his rock hard cock
into the place where all the Vaseline was.

 Once he was all settled in on top of me I directed him to start moving
like he was making love to me and I reached behind him and grabbed onto his
twin firm white globes of boy butt to encourage him.  Instinct took over
and he began humping on my body, the Vaseline creating a slippery surface
as well as enhancing friction and sensitivity. Jared began moaning almost
immediately and leaned down to kiss me on the lips, hard, as his
wonderfully hard boy cock moved on my body. Of course my dick was pretty
well gooed up as well so I was getting pretty hot and bothered right along
with Jared. It didn't take long before both of us were at the edge and my
bedroom resounded with "ooohhh's" and "aaaahhhhh's" and "Ooohh man's" and
other expletives as we both squirted sperm in between our bodies.

After the feelings died away, we finished kissing and started toward the
shower when my phone rang. I picked it up and heard my boss' voice asking
how I was. I told her and she went right to the point. They were having a
staff meeting with all managers tomorrow at 1pm at the main store and yes
it was short notice but could I please be there. Of course that was more an
order than a question but my bosses were polite. I said yes.

I hung the phone up and explained to Jared what was going on as we got into
the shower.  He asked how long I would be gone and I said all of Friday and
maybe even Saturday.  My baby boy said he would miss me terribly, but he
still had a smile on his precious face and I held him and kissed him
deeply, then told him I would miss him as well. I got to thinking and said,

"Listen baby boy, maybe you could go with me. I mean, I have to be in a
meeting most of Friday afternoon but the store is at the edge of a large
mall which also has a heck of a video arcade. What do you think. We could
spend the night at my grandmother's and come back home Saturday night."

Jared was as excited as a puppy at the thought and said he would ask his
mother, who ended up calling me at work about five. She asked me what the
situation was and I told her straight up, said we'd stay at my
grandmother's house, maybe go to the zoo or some other places that Jared
might be interested in then come home Saturday night or even Sunday if I
could get my assistant manager to shift cover for me. Oh, of course, if she
would let Jared go. When she asked when we would leave I blurted out,

"After I get off work tonight." I don't know what made me say that but I
did. In retrospect I guess it was the thought of spending time alone with
Jared on a trip. I wasn't sure she would let him spend the night with me if
we stayed in town.

"Well," she said, "I guess it's ok. I'll have pack a few things in his
backpack and he'll meet you after work, is that ok?" I told her it was
great.  I called my grandmother and told her I was coming over and could a
friend and I stay at her house. Of course she was thrilled at the idea so
that was set.  My parents actually lived in a smaller town outside of the
city and I didn't want to make the drive back and forth. Besides, they were
totally boring.  Seriously. My family is made up of the quintessential
nerds. There were other considerations, however, those being that, gramma
had a guest room with a queen sized bed and private bath. My parents had my
old room with bunks and although Jared and I could make do in such close
quarters, it wouldn't have been fun.

I made all the arrangements with my assistant manager who agreed to get the
shifts covered, especially since it was a last minute company meeting and
out of my control. Besides, prior to Jared I had no life at all so covered
shifts for others fairly often, despite being the manager.

Chapter 2

I slid out of work early, raced to my house to grab my packed bag and we
headed out for the two hour drive.  Jared sat next to me with his hand on
my lap about half the time.  He chattered on about all sorts of things in
his usual upbeat mood.  We talked about sex a little too, like wondering
about putting our cocks inside of each other. He had progressed to using
the word cock, although it still bothered him a little. He still didn't
curse and I tried real hard not to when I was with him. Jared felt that he
was ready to try exploring that part of his, and my, anatomy a little
further.  After a little more discussion I suggested that we go to a gay
bookstore and see about finding a magazine or book or something that might
give us a little more direction.

We hit the city two hours later and I drove straight to the gay area, about
a seven to eight block long, area of stores and restaurants that catered to
the sexual minority community. I remembered a book store at the edge of the
community, looked for and found it. I have no idea why that store had stuck
in my head, it just did. It wasn't an adult store either but a legitimate
bookstore, just a gay one. Jared and I went in and nosed around and I soon
found a volume called THE JOY OF GAY SEX that pretty well described all the
stuff that guys can do with each other and in some cases had some high
quality drawings. We decided that would be a huge help.  There was a
section of sexually explicit magazine and books, well, porn I guess, and we
wandered through there as well. The guy behind the counter gave me a look
but didn't say anything about a minor being where a minor shouldn't
be. Probably cause there was no one else in the place and the store was
kinda off the main drag. We found a color magazine of guys being sexy so we
picked it up then I saw a lube display and decided that we should graduate
to the regular stuff so picked up a bottle of that as well. Jared saw a
bracelet that he fell in love with. It was made of small diameter jute,
about three knotted rows wide. In the center row were added about 6-7
little beads, all of a different color. Of course it was the gay rainbow
but we had no idea of that at the time. I got each of us a bracelet and we
left, me being about sixty dollars lighter. Back at the truck we put the
bracelets on each other, tying them under the wrist. Aside from my cheap
watch, it was the only piece of jewelry I had ever owned. Jared said it
felt to him like we were going out now, the current term for going steady,
being boy friends or whatever you wanna call it.

We got to my grandmothers about eight and she was thrilled to see me, the
first time in almost a year.  I introduced Jared as a boy I was looking
after for a few days while his parents were on a kind of second honeymoon
then explained why I was in the city. She herded us into the kitchen for
supper, shepherd's pie, fresh biscuits and apple pie for dessert. Of course
we ate like pigs.  We stayed in the kitchen afterwards and talked, my
grandmothers favorite place, sitting at the bar type counter and getting
caught up. I was dying to get into bed with Jared, and he with me so I
managed to cut the evening short.

Once in our room, we stripped naked and lay on the big bed and looked
through the magazine, ogling the pictures of guys sucking and
fucking. Needless to say both of us were sporting hot hard cocks within
seconds.  We thumbed through the skin book commenting on the overly large
cocks presented for viewing, closely observed the fucking and ass licking
pix, and discovered that was called rimming, which we both loved to do.  We
were stroking each other's cocks, the book between us and it didn't take
real long til we were both ready to squirt. We put the book aside and lay
back, lovingly sliding up and down our shafts until I rolled to my side and
moved Jared's hand away and began jacking him off. I leaned in and began
kissing him, our tongues battling each other inside one mouth or another. I
felt his breathing become faster and pulled away so he could watch as his
hard young boyhood shot forth his creamy sperm. His slender hips were
thrust into the air while the white globs flew out onto his heaving belly
then slowed to a trickle in my hand.  I got so hot watching Jared cum, my
own cock was throbbing, my breathing was rapid and I knew I would come in
three strokes. Nice handicap. I got on my knees between his legs and began
jerking and sure as shit, three strokes and I felt the tingle, and on five
my cum was blasting to freedom on Jared's belly, pubic bone, his softening
boycock and his hairless balls.  Before the last shot was done, Jared was
rubbing his fingers in it, mixing our juices together on his firm stomach.

"That was kinda cool," he said, his fingers continuing to blend the cum,
moving to his hairs and even stroking his semi-hard dick with it. I agreed
saying that it was interesting and I hoped he wouldn't mind that I spermed
all over him.  His reply was,

"Not at all. Let's take a shower Shawn and come back and read the gay sex
book.  We did just that, not really lingering in the shower but getting the
job done, drying off, and returning to the bed.  Now that we had some words
to go by, we looked them up, the book being arranged by topic like an
encyclopedia. We started with RIMMING, then moved to BLOWJOB, JACKING OFF,
etc. We also just thumbed through, stopping at what looked interesting. We
learned about BOTTOM and TOP, The book used a lot of regular words like
Asshole, and cock so we tried to look up fucking but it wasn't there. What
was there was FIRST TIME, so that gave us a pretty good description of how
to go about doing it. I mean, let's be real, we knew what to do, we just
wanted to do it with less pain and hassle so if there were some good
directions, why not follow them. And there were. And we did.

We had to decide who was going to be what, first time out. It was pretty
easy, Jared wanted me to go inside him.  We followed the directions by
starting out with me rimming him, well actually sucking his cock and balls
then rimming him. It was difficult getting to his little bud of muscle
while he was on his back so I rolled him to his belly and went in that
way. One leg was crooked up, bent at the knee and I swear, I almost came,
looking at the view. His boy butt was so so kissable and his hairless balls
hanging there produced the most wonderful sight in the world. I gently open
the fleshy globes and stuck my tongue inside, licking all over the muscle,
then down the skin to his nut sac and back up again. He moaned, he wiggled,
he squirmed. And he got way hot feelings.

I got some lube on my finger and slipped into Jared's ass, causing him to
jump just a bit, not from pain but surprise at his secret place being
violated for the first time.  I slowly slid the finger in and out of him
and found his prostate up and behind where his cock almost was. Boy did he
ever moan when I did that.  Finally he whispered,

"Put it in me Shawn, I want you to go in me with your cock, oh man."  I
lubed up my dick and got between his legs, following one of the pictures
and with one hand, held his cheek open and using the other, directed the
head of my throbbing cock to his hole and gently pushed until the head
popped through his anal ring of muscle. Jared grunted at the invasion so I
stopped and waited for him to adjust to my cock being in his ass. After a
bout a minute I slowly pushed inward, watching as his body swallowed up
inch after inch of mine until I was all the way inside of him and my pubic
bush was against his skin. The feelings on my cock were tremendous, it was
so tight and so warm inside of him. I put both hands on his ass cheeks and
spread him open and began to fuck him, slowly pulling out then pushing back
inside. It took a few thrusts but soon Jared was pushing backwards into me,
trying to get his hole into a better position, to get more of me inside of
him. He was moaning constantly now, the sounds muffled by the pillow as I
drove into him. It didn't take long before I came, my cock throwing up
squirt after squirt into Jared's bowels. I felt his muscle twitch around my
dick and noticed that he was grinding his hips into the bed. He was cumming
too, I just couldn't tell very well cause of the pillow.  The feelings died
away and I gently pulled my cock out of Jared and lay on the bed next to
him. He rolled over and hugged onto me, kissing my lips, cheeks, neck and
lips again.

"Oh man Shawn that was so awesome, it hurt at first but once I got used to
it, the feelings were so intense I can't describe it to you. You are so
gonna love it when I go inside of you. How was it for you Shawn, was it
good being inside my bottom like that, did you like it?"  I told him I
loved making love to him like that, it was the best thing that has ever
happened in my whole life and I could hardly wait till he got to go in me.

We decided that tonight was not going to be the night for that however as I
needed to get some sleep for tomorrow's meeting. We went in and cleaned up
without showering. Jared insisted on going to sleep and keeping a piece of
me inside of him for as long as possible.  We fell asleep in each others
arms after professing our undying love for each other. I can't speak for
Jared but I knew how I felt about him. Despite my being a so called "man"
and he being a boy, I could not see living my life without him in it. He
had made such a remarkable difference in me that I just can't even think of
how I could ever repay him, not that he expected it, but, you know what I
mean. Even my grandmother commented on seeing a difference in me, writing
it off to maturity and being away from home. Nope, it was all my baby boy,
the boy who I loved more than life it self.  My little ray of sunshine.

Chapter 3

We woke early the next morning, me before Jared, so I performed my morning
rituals before he got up, returning to the bed all fresh and clean and
voided. Just in case. That proved fortuitous. I cuddled up close to him,
his body was so soft and warm, I wanted to just hold like a big teddy
bear. I let my hand stray down below his waist, the finger playing lightly
in his growing bush, reveling in the firmness of his lower abdomen and the
softness of his young teenage skin. His cock was morning hard, the
underneath side of the head hitting against the back of my hand as I rubbed
gently on his body. I let my hand move down further to the inner crease of
his leg, touching his balls which were hanging their full length from the
warmth of the bed. I cupped them, fondled them gently and his legs spread
open in response. My cock was throbbing, it didn't take long for me to get
like that with Jared, I loved him and his body so so much.

 I pulled the covers down, exposing his boyhood pride and joy, all five
inches of pulsing rock hard boy flesh, a glistening drop of clear liquid at
the slit on it's helmet shaped head. Fuck, his body was so perfect. My
tongue searched out and found the head of his cock and licked the precum
off before licking the entire swollen surface then taking it all into my
warm mouth. Jared's body responded by tensing at first then relaxing back
on the mattress, his hands on my head, and low moans beginning to emanate
from his throat. I suckled his young cock all the way to the base, one hand
gently pulling on his hairless balls and a single finger rubbing lightly
underneath them.

"OH man, oh gosh Shawn, that feels so so good, oh man," he whispered as I
worked him over. I finally stopped, moved back up beside him and he rolled
into me, kissing me hard, mouth wide open and tongue in my throat, his cock
pressed into mine. I reached behind and gripped onto his magnificent ass
and rubbed and clutched it, encouraging him to grind his cock into me even
more.

"Do you want to go inside of me baby boy," I asked in his ear.  He turned
his beautiful grey eyes toward me and asked,

"Do you mean it Shawn, are you sure you want to try that, oh man, ya I
would love to do that." I told him to get the lube, which he did, and to
prep my bottom like I did to him, without the rimming part. I loved having
Jared lick me there but right now I was to hot. I wanted to move right
along to something new.  Jared lubed up a finger then smeared some around
my hole then slipped the finger inside of me. I was still on my back, legs
spread and pulled back. While still inside of me, he got to his knees, told
me to lube his cock a little bit and once that was done, he grabbed onto my
dick and began stroking it.  Fuck oh dear, that double motion was almost
too much. I moaned loudly as he stroked across the head of my cock while
his other hand found my prostate and massaged it. I knew it wouldn't be
long and told him he should maybe go in me now while he had a chance.

Jared got the lube and slathered the head of his cock and half the shaft
then smeared some more around my ass hole. I held my legs back for him as
he positioned himself between my legs, the slippery head of his cock
touching my hole. He pushed in gently and in seconds slipped through. I
grunted at the invasion but told him to go ahead so he did and we both
watched as my boy lover lost his virginity inch by inch in my ass. Jared
had a kind of look of awe on his face, like he couldn't believe he was
actually fucking. He pulled out and slid back in, his sparse little patch
of hairs hitting my skin.

"MMmmmmm," I moaned, "that feels so good baby, keep doing that." He started
moving faster and I knew that it wouldn't take long before either of us
shot out and I was right on the money as Jared just went,

"OOOOooooowwwww God," first time I ever heard him say something like that,
and his body tensed and he rammed into me, pumping fresh hot boy cum up
into my ass. The look on his young face was so awesome, a mix of pain and
pleasure.

"Oh man, keep fucking me baby keep on fucking me" and I grabbed for my cock
just in time to stroke out squirt after squirt of sperm up onto my
chest. God that was so intense, having his cock in my ass as I came. I
would never have thought it would feel so good.  The feelings finally died
away, and Jared leaned forward but neither his cock or his body was long
enough and his cock popped out of me as our lips met. We kissed and rolled
to our sides and held each other.

"That was so so awesome Shawn, oh man I loved the feeling of coming inside
of you it was so tight on my cock I can't believe it. I don't know which I
like most, top or bottom". I told him that we had plenty of time to figure
that out but for now we needed to shower. He agreed but asked for a few
minutes alone in the bathroom first. I told him to go ahead. I hated to
have someone in there while I took a shit too.

Twenty minutes later, and after a shower, we were in the kitchen and
sitting down to a typical gramma breakfast of bacon, eggs, potatoes, toast
and OJ, chocolate milk and coffee for me. We had to eat and run as my
grandmother knew that I was in town on business. She just didn't know the
times. I told her not to worry about dinner as I didn't know for sure when
we would be back.

Jared didn't want to do anything really special except spend some time in
the gay district, looking in stores and just watching gay people be
themselves without other people looking at them or hassling them. Traffic
was typical for the morning and my patience was wearing thin but Jared kept
reminding me that we weren't in a hurry and maybe that other guy isn't an
asshole, maybe he has an emergency or something.  He put his hand on my leg
as if to reassure me. It was very hard to believe sometimes that Jared was
only thirteen, and then, just barely.

We got to the district, parked the car and walked around, going in and out
of shops at random. Both of us learned a lot about the gay lifestyle, if in
fact that was what it should be called, and being gay in general. Most of
all it was like being home.  Jared held my hand for a while as we walked
and we didn't catch a single stare, despite our obvious age difference.  In
a bookstore we asked for a generalized book on homosexuality and were
directed to Richard Issay's book. BEING HOMOSEXUAL.  In still another store
we decided to buy a gay pride flag for the house, the inside that is since
I wasn't ready to announce to the world that I was gay. I wasn't sure I was
ready to say it to myself either. I mean, I loved a young teenage boy and
was having consensual sex with him but still didn't think of myself as
gay. I wasn't looking at or thinking about other guys at all.  I wasn't
sure what Jared thought about it either so I brought it up at lunch.

Jared said he knew he was gay, or at least liked guys for the past few
years and he was okay with it. He had asked his mother about it when he was
eleven and although she couldn't offer much information, she made it quite
clear that she would love him and support him no matter what.

"So, she knows Jared, is that what you're saying?" I asked, my heart
pounding like crazy cause I figured she would automatically think I was
having sex with him.

"Well," he said, "we haven't talked about you Shawn, I mean, not
really. She knows I like you a lot and I like being with you, and it helps
that she likes you too. She said you're sweet. I didn't tell her the truth"
and he laughed as he dodged a playful cuff from me.

"You're the first guy I have been with Shawn, and I never told you but I
was lookin at you for at least a month before I finally managed to meet
you. I asked some people who you were and everything cause I thought you
were cute and I was so hopin that you would be sexy with me. I mean, I
almost planned it out you know."

I was pretty much shocked at hearing all this so was basically just
speechless. I noticed the time and said we had to leave, which we did. I
made it to the mall where the meeting was, showed Jared where the arcade
was, where I would be, then gave him twenty dollars to have fun, asking him
to please not leave the area.  Since I had no idea how long this was going
to take I told him I would come check on him in an hour. It was almost that
fast.

In short, the owners were selling the business. They wanted to retire. The
prospective buyers were at the meeting as well and were saying that they
would be keeping the employees and most of the managers.  Those that they
weren't planning on keeping would be given a decent severance package as
well as a bonus for those who were willing to stay on and help train the
new managers. They would give notice as soon as the new owners had time to
make the decisions.  And the meeting was over.

I left and found Jared and told him what was going on. He asked if I was
going to be let go and I told him I had no idea. He pressed on.

"Well if they did let you go, what would you do?" he wanted to know. I told
him I wasn't sure but certainly I would try to find work in our town or as
close as possible.

"I'm not ready to lose you baby boy," I said softly, "not ready for that at
all."

"Me either," he said, his face looking like it already happened. Then he
brightened up and said that no matter what, it would be a new adventure for
me and that had to be exciting.  That's my boy, ever the optimist.

We went to a pretty cool place for dinner back in the gay district since
that was where Jared wanted to be. I had no problem doing almost anything
as long as I had him with me.

We had pasta in cream sauce kind of meal and I pursued the conversation of
the afternoon. I was wondering what his mother might say if she found out
about us. Jared thought it would be fine, she would be concerned but mostly
ok, of that he was quite sure. I felt somewhat better, although not totally
secure about it.

"What about you Shawn, and the job I mean, do you wanna keep it, change
jobs or what?"  I told him I liked my job ok. I hadn't been at it all that
long so wasn't really burned out on it. I especially don't want to move
Jared. You are the best thing that has happened to me in my entire life, I
love you so much and don't want to lose you."  He smiled his dazzling smile
and we finished dinner. Jared asked if we could go to a movie, something I
hadn't done in awhile, so we did, getting back to my grandmother's place
about 9.  I told her about the meeting, my thoughts on it, discussed her
concerns which of course dealt with catastrophe at losing a job, then said
g'night. She was in her nightie and robe already, being an early to bed
person.

Chapter 4

In the bedroom, we kissed and hugged and slowly undressed each other,
taking time to rub and stroke, and squeeze and fondle. While still in
boxers, I leaned my head down and licked on one of Jared's nipples. This
was our first time for such play, and Jared gasped as I took his little nub
into my mouth and suckled like a baby. His hands were running through my
hair as he moaned loudly. Apparently they were sensitive. One hand rubbed
and squeezed his firm boy butt while the other wandered around between his
rampant cock, firm tight belly and the pec who's nipple I was molesting.

 My boy was getting hot as a fresh fucked fox in a forest fire, as they
say, so I slipped his boxers down and feasted my eyes on the tender boy
flesh before me. Then the rest of me feasted. I cleaned the precum off his
cock slit before taking the glorious, silky smooth head into my mouth,
followed by most of the shaft. I bobbed there awhile before stopping, going
lower and licking on his smooth ball sac and it's promising contents. We
had moved close to the bed so I reached under my pillow and got the lube,
put some on a finger then went back to sucking Jared's thickened teenage
cock. I reached between his legs and guided him to open them a little
wider, which he did and my other hand went behind him to find purchase on
one bubble butt cheek. The hand between his legs worked it's way up between
his cheeks and the dry fingers parted them enough for the lubed finger to
find his tight little bud of muscle, poke it's way through and find a home
inside his body. Jared had grabbed onto his other cheek and was pulling it
so between us, he was opened up like a can of hash.  I drove my finger in
and out of him, rubbing across his little prostate each time and causing
him to go weak in the knees from the feelings pouring through his young
body.

"Oh god, stop Shawn stop, I'm gonna squirt oh man stop, put your cock in me
Shawn, put your cock inside me, oh please Shawn." He whimpered softly. I
didn't need a second invitation. I removed my various body parts from
Jared's and stood up and gently pushed him backwards onto the bed, his legs
still draped over the side. I dropped my boxers, lubed up my steel hard
stick and became aware that the bed was a perfect height. Being an older
fashioned bed, it was higher than most and it seemed as though my cock and
Jared's little asshole were on the same level. He started to move backwards
onto the bed and I told him to stay there. I got between his slender smooth
legs, lifted them up and stepped in closer. I told him to hold them while I
moved inside of him and he did and I did and in seconds, the swollen head
of my cock was past the ring of muscle. I put my hands behind his knees,
holding his legs up and out of the way while he gripped the bed on each
side of his body the both of us effectively holding him in one place. I
looked down and watched as his little hole gobbled up my cock until there
was no more to gobble, my neatly trimmed pubic bush brushing against his
smooth white skin.

I slipped almost all the way out then back in again, and on the third go
round, Jared started moaning. My legs were getting tired already so I
stopped and holding him tightly to my told him to try to inch his way back
onto the bed. We both laughed at our antics, a strange looking four armed
and legged monster doing a backwards type of crab walk, our bodies
connected as one, my hard cock imbedded inside of Jared's ass. But we
managed and as soon as it was possible I stopped and draped Jared's legs
over my arms. I leaned forward and placed my hands flat on the bed next to
him which rolled him backwards, forcing his hole upwards which in turn
allowed me to move every inch I had deep inside his willing and accepting
body. And then I began moving again. We looked into each other's eyes as I
moved my cock in and out of him, his face sometimes contorting when I
bottomed out, all six plus inches of me up inside of him. Soon, the vocals
began matching the visuals.

"Oh god Shawn fuck me." I was shocked. "Oh god your cock feels so good
inside of me, oh man, fuck me Shawn, fuck me hard, slam your big cock into
me."

Now I was really shocked. I didn't even know that he knew those words much
less was able or willing to use them. I braced myself and began driving
into him with force, our bodies making a smacking sound as our skin
met. The look of his face, his "dirty talk", the way our bodies were
positioned in lovemaking took me up the elevator fast.

"Oh god Jared I'm gonna cum."

"Fuck me Shawn, fuck your cum into me, oh god oh god" he moaned as I fired
off. I've never had an orgasm so intense in my life. Of course I haven't
had all the many anyhow, but this one was world class I'm telling you.  I
leaned my weight onto him, grinding my hips and almost tried climbing
inside of his body, cock first as I came and came, loudly I might add. When
Jared moaned out and began cumming, and he wasn't even stroking his dick, I
swear I felt the tingle and had another orgasm while I was still
cumming. Both of our bodies were shaking from our climax, as body juices
slowed to a trickle and we continued to look into each other's eyes. My
body reflexed and I squeezed the muscle that stops you from peeing and
Jared laughed, as my cock swelled momentarily in his ass.

"You can feel that," I asked. He didn't answer but instead did the same
thing, causing his asshole to constrict around my cock. We both laughed. I
had an idea and wanted to try some more gymnastics so told him to put his
arms around my neck and his leg around me and hold on. When he did, I
leaned backwards and up onto my knees, bringing Jared to sit on my lap. The
move caused my cock to find still another position inside of him, and
judging from the moan, it wasn't an unpleasant one.  Now we were face to
face and I kissed his perfect lips softly, then looking deep into his eyes
said,

"My God how I love you Jared, you are the most incredible person I have
ever known. I want to be with you forever and ever." A tear trickled down
my cheek. The emotions pouring through me were totally new and very
overwhelming.  Jared reaffirmed his feelings about me as well, and we
stayed in the position, gently kissing, hugging, and just being connected
to each other. Finally Jared said,

"That was the most awesomest cum I have ever had Shawn, oh man I can't
believe it I was so so hot from the feelins."  I laughed and told him it
was for me too, that I had cum twice that time. Then I asked him about the
swearing part.  He said he couldn't help it, it just seemed natural that he
say those things. He would never say them in regular talking but during sex
he felt that it was ok to do. And then he smiled and added,

"Even sexy kinda huh Shawn?" I had to agree it was sexy, and not just
kinda.  We stayed there awhile and my cock never did really soften up
much. Jared's did but eventually got hard again and mine got harder. Jared
commented on the fact, then gently pushed me backwards. We had managed to
maneuver ourselves so that we had been sitting the last ten minutes.

So, I was on my back, Jared was on my lap, knees to ankle's flat on the bed
next to me, our bodies still hooked together by my now, rock hard
cock. Jared began moving, first up and down a little bit, then back and
forth, then in a circular motion.  I had my hands on his hips, more for the
connection than anything else. We both began to moan softly, "mmmmm's" and
"ooohhh's" and "aaaahhh's." as Jared continued to move, and we both became
hotter, more filled with lusty feelings, the moans took on different sounds
and words. He found that sitting on me, and moving his hips front to back
created the best action and feelings for him, and I must say, it did to me
too. He was leaking precum at a rapid rate and I reached around till I
found the lube, poured some into my hand and slathered his rampant teen age
cock with it. Then he went wild. His motion caused his cock to fuck into my
hands while my cock fucked his ass. The good old double action and again,
we went fast. Don't get me wrong here, we were getting better at holding
off our orgasms, and we did this time too, actually fucking for at least
five minutes before we started our peak.

"Oh man Shawn, I'm gonna cum soon I just know it, oh man oh god oh damn" he
moaned, his head thrown backwards, his hands behind him on my knees to give
him support and leverage. He moved faster and on the forward movement,
forced my cock as far into him as nature would allow, that particular move
creating intense pressure and feelings on the base of my cock. And then we
both came home to Venus.

"Oh fuck oh fuck" he whispered as his hot young cream blasted out the end
of his cock to land at my nipple. I moved my hands off the head of his dick
when I knew he was gonna shoot cause holding it created to intense of
feelings for him. He gave up three squirts, all landing close to each other
as I all but yelled out when my release came, again, firing squirt after
squirt of my sperm deep inside his bowels. When it was all over but the
breathing, I got up onto one elbow to get closer to him and he leaned down,
our lips meeting half way in a bruising kiss.

"Oh Shawn," whispered Jared, our faces barely inches apart, "You are so a
good lover, I so love being with you and being sexy and, well, just being."
Our cocks finally deflated this time so we left the bed for the comforting
spray of the shower where we took sweet time cleaning and grooming each
other before retiring to bed where we fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning we got up, had breakfast with my grandmother, then said
our thanks and goodbyes and headed out. Jared wanted to see the zoo so we
did.  There were a few other places he wanted to see and of course we had
to visit the gay district once more before leaving for home. We had some
pictures taken in one of those machine things, some of them goofy, some
serious and one or two of us kissing.  Jared snuggled up next to me for the
long drive and we got home about eight that night. His mother had the night
off so was home when I dropped him off and we chatted a few minutes before
heading home to my newly redone house. It was actually a pleasure going
home, and even being there.

The rest of the week was pretty normal. I held a staff meeting and informed
everyone of what was going on and that my fate was as yet unknown. Of
course everyone voted for my staying on which I doubt would have been the
case before meeting Jared. Like I said, I changed in many ways after he
entered my life. I was liked and more importantly, I liked myself, and he
loved me.

Jared met me after work each night and walked me home. The inside of the
house being finished, we started doing things outside and the first task
was to cut back the hedge surrounding the property. We kept the height at
ten feet but cleaned it up on both sides and created a nicely curving arch
over the driveway.  Next was the lawn which we mowed, seeded and
fertilized. Following that was the cleaning of grass and weeds from the
side of the house and other places where it wasn't suppose to be.  My
landlord was so impressed with the overall effect that he hired
professional house painters to come in and do the outside. My little house
was now truly, my home. And Jared was there to share it with me.

His mother talked with me one morning and because she worked nights, she
agreed to letting him spend the night with me, assuming I was ok with that,
and having him come home after I went to work. She was pleased that he was
bonding with me and that he had a place, and an adult, to go to. Especially
when she couldn't be there for him. And we all flourished.

According to Megan, Jared's mother, the boy had always been easygoing and
fairly upbeat but he tended to isolate. He had a few friends that he hung
out with at school but rarely had he spent time outside of school with
other children. That had always been his way, it only intensified in the
past couple of years. Since knowing me and spending time with me he had
started spending time with other boys during the day, going to movies and
just hanging out and doing boy things. He seemed more animated, more
focused and more at ease. Almost like he found a reason to live. Not that
he expressed any thing negative in that area, it's just that he seemed to
have a goal or something. She was at a loss to explain it but whatever it
was, she liked it.

And the nights, ah, the nights.  Jared and I explored each other's bodies
with wild abandon, taking risks to ask for or do things that that most guys
wouldn't even talk about amongst each other. Both of us even got used to
having the other in the bathroom while we took a shit, something that we
both avoided in the beginning. I guess anal sex and rimming kind of take
the mystery or embarrassment out of that bodily function.

I loved eating Jared's tight little asshole. I loved having him kneel over
my face in a sixty nine position so that I could spread open his smooth
white orbs exposing the pink bud of muscle and burying my tongue in there.
I would have him back that delicious boy butt into me until it was in my
face, then wrap my arms around it, fingers in the crack to spread the
cheeks then stuff my face in and lick, kiss, suck, smothering myself and
requiring brief episodes to come for air. I held it like a teddy bear and
sucked it like a lollipop. My cock would get so fucking hard, and I would
get so hot, that sometimes Jared jacked me off and when I came, my sperm
would blast out with such force that it would go over his shoulder and his
leg, ending up by my head. And of course my baby boy love me to rim him. He
would start out by sucking on my cock as well but in a short time, the
feelings would be so powerful for him, his breathing so ragged, that it was
all he could do to stay on his knees and elbows. It wasn't unusual for
Jared to cum without ever touching his rampant young cock, his fresh boy
sperms blasting onto my chest and belly.

Jared and I had sex almost every night, and often at least twice. At his
age, his recuperative powers and sexual desires were running strong. I was
able to keep up with him, probably because I had been celibate until him so
this whole sex thing was new, exciting, fun, daring and any number of other
adjectives. We had sex everywhere possible in the house, and even out of
it. Once we fucked in the dining room with me sitting on a chair and Jared
on my lap facing me. Both of us were quite turned on by reaching down under
his ass and feeling my hard cock penetrating him, sometimes feeling it as
he moved on my lap, feeling the length of me as I slipped in and out of
him.  He fucked me outside on the front lawn under the stars one night. It
was in the corner farthest from the driveway and protected by the hedge. We
had no neighbors and no people ever walked around down there so it was a
safe bet. He had me on a blanket, my on my back with my legs held open by
his hands. He fucked me slowly that night and since it was our third
encounter of the evening, both of us had staying power. He held my legs way
back, causing my asshole to be elevated and moved his body from the waist
down. When he went inside of me, his whole cock was in me, his pubic hairs
against my skin, then he would slide back out slowly until he could
actually see the lower rim of the head of his cock, then move back in.
After a few minutes he draped my legs over his arms and put his hands next
to my shoulders which made my hole almost straight in the air. He fucked
the shit out of me that way, slamming his cock down into my hole with
force, his smooth balls banging against my ass with each drive. Sometimes
he would stay buried in me and grind his little ass around in circles,
causing me to go crazy. We finished off that episode with my feet flat on
his chest, he on his knees.  when he leaned his upper body forward, it gave
him better purchase and depth and he also put his hand under my leg and
grabbed onto my pulsing hard dick. His fucking me caused my cock to slip
and slide through his lubed hand so that his fucking jacked me off. Because
my feet had purchase on his chest, I could use the leverage and wiggle my
ass so that when he came, he just stopped moving and I did it all, working
his spewing young cock all over the place. His body literally shook from
the power of his orgasm and the motion caused me to cum as well, spitting
sperm out all over my chest.

We sucked and fucked each other in the shower, that most frequently in the
mornings before we left the house.  we found each other's hot spots, often
the same places on our bodies. He broke out in chicken skin when I licked
or sucked in his ear.  We both loved being kissed on the neck and the leg
crease where it connects with the pubic bone. Oh my god when we licked or
sucked in that area, the other one went crazy from the feelings.  We both
loved licking and sucking each other's balls and we liked having it done as
well.  We didn't always fuck either. I loved finger fucking Jared while I
sucked his teenage flesh causing him to shoot into my mouth.  We liked
frottage, lubing both our groins up and Jared lying on top of me,
simulating fucking until we both creamed, our sperms mixing together
between us.  We both felt some sort of symbolism in the act.

I loved the sight of my lying on his belly, nude, with one leg bent as
though he were climbing a ladder. Seeing his firm young ass, his delicate
crack, the smooth soft underside of his young balls hanging there, the
balls resting on the bed, drove me crazy. Of all possible sights, that one
turns me on the most. I consider it the most erotic, the most beautiful,
the most attractive, whatever, sight. I loved it. I fucked Jared in that
position a few times as well, my hands holding his cheeks wide open and
driving my cock straight down into him and watching it all. God fucking
dammit I loved everything about this boy, my ray of sunshine, and there was
nothing, nothing whatsoever that I didn't like or love about him. I would
have died for him.

The last week of the summer before school started, Jared wanted to go to
the water park, some hundred miles away. It was an all day thing, we left
early, got there as the gates opened and spent the day. Leaving when the
park closed. My baby boy was so pooped out and tried to stay awake and keep
me company for the drive home but he couldn't.

"I love you so much Shawn," he whispered before he fell sound asleep
against the door, his beautiful head on the window. At the first stoplight
of our town, just on the outskirts, is an intersection. The road on the
right leads to a manufacturing plant where big rigs come and go at all
hours of the day and night and is a blind spot.  You can't really see the
road, nor can drivers see the highway from it, until you are in the
intersection and they are at it. The light was red as I approached and
turned green so that I didn't have to slow down. The last thing I really
remember is an incredible bright light and the sound of the world coming to
an end.


Chapter 5

I could hear voices, it seemed incredibly bright, then darkness. I heard a
loud roaring sound just above my head for a moment, then nothing.  The
light thing happened two or three times, always ending in darkness, the
last time though, the lights were much dimmer or softer.

I could hear noises, which eventually became voices and my eyes
fluttered. The first recognizable thing I heard was,

"Get the doctor, he's awake."  Then, "can you hear me Shawn? Move your
right fingers if you can hear me." I must have moved them because the voice
said "good".  Then no more.

I finally woke up fully, well, as fully as I could under the circumstances.
There were three faces looking down at me, nurses I guessed, maybe a
doctor. Hard to tell with those fucking masks on. I tried to talk,
couldn't.

"Don't try to talk Shawn, your jaw is wired shut.  You've been in an
accident, but you're going to be alright, just keep getting some rest." I
had eye contact with him, I needed to know about Jared, what happened,
where is he, how is he. The doctor sensed that I had a whole lot of
questions because he said,

"Try to rest Shawn, I will answer your questions soon enough. You aren't
out of the woods yet so please, bear with me.

The long and short of it was this.  A fully loaded semi ran through the red
light and slammed into the side of my truck shoving me across the
intersection into the side of a logging truck going in the opposite
direction as me. My back had been broken along with both legs, pelvis,
ribs, arm, jaw, and my skull severely fractured. I had been airlifted by
helicopter to the city (which explained the roaring noise) and was in
surgery for almost ten hours.  I had been in a coma for a month before
regaining consciousness the first time.

 Jared, my baby boy, the love of my life, my ray of sunshine, had been
killed instantly and pronounced dead at the scene. The bumper of the truck
had gone through the door window, slamming into the top of Jared's head as
he slept.  The force of the impact collapsed the seat and the cab of my
truck squashing the sides toward each other and they told me that when they
managed to get inside, they found us pinned together, Jared somehow in my
arms. All of that had been almost six weeks before.

I didn't talk to anyone for a week. Despite the drugs, and there were a lot
of them, the pain inside was unbearable, ten times more than the
injuries. And then Megan showed up.  And I cried, and cried. And she held
me. Well, about as much as one can hold another person who is casted from
head to fuckin toe. Megan began the conversation.

"First of all Shawn, you need to know that the accident was not your fault,
no one, and I am at the top of the list, blames you in any way what so
ever."

"I have been told that, but I don't feel any better about it." I moaned,
tears streaming down my face. "Oh god I feel so bad, so fucking bad." And I
cried even harder. The nurse gave me a sedative which effectively ended the
conversation.

When I came to the next time, my parents and little brother were there, the
adults seeming to have aged years since I last saw them some nine months
before.  We talked for a while and they left. My grandmother showed up that
evening. We talked for awhile as well then she said,

"You know Shawn, when I lost your grandfather I didn't think I could
live. I didn't really want to. It goes away Shawn. The memories don't but
the pain will, trust me."  To say that I was shocked to my core would be an
understatement. She went on,

"Of course I knew Shawn, only a blind person could miss how you and Jared
felt about each other. Your adoration, your love, was as clear as day even
to an old coot like me."  She smiled then added, "besides, you both were
somewhat noisy in your adoration after you went to bed. Then of course
there was the shower running all the time" I must have blushed horribly
because she went on.

"I'm not a fool Shawn, nor am I one to judge people's behavior's,
particularly when it comes to love. Love is meant to be honored and
cherished, when it can be found. You will find another love Shawn, and he
probably won't be quite up to what Jared was but that's ok, as long as you
don't try to make him into another Jared."

She started to leave then turned and added, "I haven't mentioned any of
this to another soul, nor do I intend to.  That's your decision to make in
your own time." And out the door she went, leaving me fucking blown apart.

The next day was a repeat of the incident only with Megan, and it came as
far out of the blue as my grandmother's bomb had.

"You know Shawn, Jared loved you with every fiber in his body. I had some
concerns when I found out that you and he were involved sexually. I
wouldn't say I freaked out but I had concerns. When he told me that you had
been involved for some time, that he initiated the whole thing, I realized
that all of it preceded the changes that he had gone through. It's like he
was settled in who and what he was.  I simply could not find it in me to
interfere with that, or even address it with you, when he was so happy and
things were going so well for him.  The few times I saw you two together
after Jared told me, it was very clear to me.  You were very good to him
and for him Shawn and I believe that he was good for you as well. I know
that you loved him as deeply as he loved you."  And then we both cried.

"I regret that you couldn't be there for his services Shawn but as you
know, that couldn't be helped."  She held out a small crystal vial on a
sterling silver chain for me to see. "I had him cremated and took the
liberty of having this made for you, I hope you don't mind."  My right arm
was about the only thing not broken and Megan put the vial of Jared's ashes
with it's chain in my hand.  Tears started to well again. I felt so fucking
empty, so lost knowing I would never see Jared again and Megan held my hand
for awhile, both supporting each other in our mutual grief and loss.

The next day, Megan was back for a visit, this time with more purpose. A
well dressed woman with her was introduced to me as Marian Stephans. An
attorney, Marian was handling the lawsuit for Megan in Jared's wrongful
death. Marian informed me that I too had serious grounds for a suit as well
and it might be easier for a single attorney to handle both cases. The
truck driver was under the influence of methamphetamines at the time, had
previous problems with both drugs and driving and the company, a well known
national, was aware of his history. We were looking at a large eight figure
lawsuit and the company might well settle out of court since they had
absolutely no case. Marian dropped off a card for me and quietly left.

"She comes very highly recommended Shawn," Megan told me as soon as the
lawyer left. "Jared's death and your injuries were senseless and
preventable, and I know that money isn't going to bring our boy back but at
least his death will not have been for nothing."

Chapter 6

I'm sitting on the balcony of my condo in Waikiki and putting the finishing
touches on this story.  I was in the hospital for six months then in
physical therapy for another six.  I had moved to the city and got an
apartment in the building where my physical therapy clinic was located. It
was also close to the psychologist I had started seeing, hoping to work
through my intense grief.  My physical therapist was a brown skinned cutie,
about my age and gay.  He had actually started working with me while I was
in the hospital, had helped me in and out of clothes and things so knew
every inch of my body.  I eventually found myself falling for him, if not
in love, then certainly with the kind of positive feelings I hadn't felt
since Jared's death. His name was Tony and as it turned out he was
attracted to me too.

One night after our session, Tony escorted me upstairs to my rooms and we
talked.  I shared with him about Jared, about my life and where I seemed to
be at that time. He was not the least bit phased about the age difference
between Jared and me, having had a similar type of relationship when he was
fifteen, and shared some of his life with me.  I told him I was still
uncertain about relationships, he said he understood. We talked until after
midnight and I invited him to stay the night with me and he agreed. We
haven't spent a night without each other since.

The lawsuit was settled out of court as predicted and made me a millionaire
five times over and then some.  Megan came away with about four times that
much money and ended up moving to the city and founding an organization
called The Jared Youth Foundation which was devoted to gay youth. She went
back to school, got a psychology degree and works in the organization that
she founded.

Jared had always encouraged me to try new things, to be positive, take a
little risk. Tony was a lot like Jared in that respect which may be part of
my attraction to him. So, I said fuck it. Took Tony to meet my family, who
were shocked beyond imagining. Gramma was there and whispered "I told ya
so" in my ear, then we up and moved to Hawaii, just like I always wanted.
I went back to school and got my MBA and Tony is currently in Med school at
UH.  I still have Jared's ashes around my neck and Tony is ok with
that. There is hardly a day goes by that I don't think about Jared. The
pain is mostly gone, both physical and emotional, but sometimes there is a
dull ache.

Funny thing about clouds and sun in Hawaii. Sometimes when the sun pokes
through the clouds the edges are so crisp and defined, almost knife edge,
and it looks just like you see in pictures that depict God shining through
the clouds. Whenever I see it, I think of Jared, My little Ray of Sunshine.

AUTHORS NOTE: I have gotten a lot of response to this story. The ending I
have told, was planned since I got the idea for the story but I have to
say, it was difficult for me to write and to proof read. I really feel like
Jared was a real boy and I have committed murder.  I am considering an
alternate, more positive ending and would love to hear feedback on whether
I should go ahead with it.  Hugs to you all, Tag Michaels