Date: Wed, 28 Apr 2004 01:06:47 -0400 From: Damion Subject: Rodie's Love Chapter 7 (M, b, wet) WARNING: This story contains descriptions of sexual acts involving a man and a MINOR boy. I wish to explain that this story is not true! Further, it is not intended to promote illegal acts against minors, but to demonstrate that men and boys can love each other. The sexual acts described in the story are the result of my imagination. I have not performed these acts, and I do not encourage others to perform them with minors. If the subject of man/boy love offends you, if this material is illegal in your place of residence, or if you are under the legal age for such material, do not read further! By downloading this story: "... 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No other implication about the true sexuality, or actions of the people, or places mentioned is intended. Please read the Author's Note at the end of the story, Thank you. Rodie's Love: Chapter 7 By Snwdemon Jim woke before dawn with the room still filled with darkness, he felt Rodie breathing heavily as he lay upon his chest. Thinking for a moment that Rodie was having a nightmare, Jim started to gently shake him awake. However, he stopped once he tapped the touch lamp on, and he could see Rodie's face as he dreamed. He could see how his small face was flush, hair damp with perspiration, and his small hand gripping the blanket in his fist. Jim also felt Rodie's hard cocklet pressing against his stomach as he rhythmically moved his small hips along with his breathing. Slowly wrapping his arms around him in a gentle embrace, Jim sensed as Rodie's awareness touched his own. Jim closed his eyes as the images of Rodie's dream entered his mind. Jim saw that Rodie was dreaming about his father again, but this time he was much younger. He watched as Paul introduced anal sex to his young son. As he saw Paul climax in his mind, Jim felt the warm wetness on his stomach as Rodie stiffened and moaned softly as his body shook in spasms. After Rodie relaxed from his wet dream, Jim sensed as Rodie slipped deeper into sleep again. Kissing him lightly on the head, Jim lay back and dozed off again while he held Rodie in his arms. Jim woke again with light streaming into the room, he immediately sensed Rodie's unease as he laid on top of him. Tightening his embrace slightly Jim kissed Rodie again on his head before saying "Good Morning My Love." Rodie sniffed loudly as he lay on his chest before looking at him with tears in his eyes. "I did it again Jim, I'm sorry," Rodie said quietly to him as a tear slipped down his face. "I know beautiful, and I told you that it is nothing to feel ashamed of. It's something that happens to us boys naturally, and there is nothing to feel bad about because it happened again." Jim explained to his as he gently brushed Rodie's tears away then kissing him on the nose. Relaxing a little, Rodie smiled a little as he spoke, "well at least I didn't mess up our clothes again." "I told you that stress will trigger them, and you had a very stressful day yesterday. That is why I took all of your clothes off when I put you into bed last night." Jim told him as he felt Rodie scoot down a little on him, and feeling the sticky wetness between them. "Well, at least you are showering regularly, so that will make your mother happy. Nobody likes a stinky surf boy no matter how beautiful he is," Jim told him with a small laugh. "I guess Jim, it's just that I still think I am peeing the bed. I know you say that I am not, but that's what I think when I wake up," Rodie told him in a hushed voice with a somber look on his face. "Well technically you are Rodie. You know how some boys pee the bed until they are teenagers right?" Jim asked him. "Yeah, my friend Andy wears the special underpants that are like the ones for little kids on TV," Rodie answered as he sat up slowly before looking at the sticky wetness on Jim and himself. "Well Andy will stop doing that in another year or so, just as soon as he is able do what you're doing now. See you do not realize just how much stress is put onto your body just doing normal everyday things. And that is just the physical stress, now add in the emotional stress you are going through then it is too much for your body to handle at once. Therefore, your body has to relieve the physical and emotional stress it is under in some way, or you hurt yourself mentally or physically. Deep sleeping is how it relieves the physical stress, but due to your emotional stress, you are not sleeping correctly. So you have a wet dream, or wet the bed. That relieves the emotional stress and allows you to sleep deeply enough to relieve the physical stress. Wet dreams is just one way for your body to relieve the emotional stress is all." Jim explained as he cleaned up the results of Rodie's wet dream off them with some tissues. "Just one way Jim?" Rode asked looking at Jim as he took some tissues and helped clean them up also. "Yes my love, it is just one way the body relieves stress. It can also be done through exercise for physical stress, and anger or sadness for emotional stress. However, sex relieves both the physical and emotional stress," Jim said with a smile. "Well we did that didn't we? So why did it happen anyway Jim?" Rodie asked curiously while unknowingly projecting his youthful innocence. "I know we did, but you were under some severe stress yesterday. What we did was probably not enough to relieve all of that stress though, so this is how your body did relieve that remaining stress. Understand my love, sex is not something that is done just once, your parents must have had sex many times before you were conceived. Also, it is not uncommon for two people to have sex multiple times in one day," Jim explained patiently to Rodie so that he understood. "We can? Kewl! Let's do it now then," Rodie answered eagerly while his small dick started to harden. "Let's not! Eddie and your mom are in the other rooms, and I do not plan on waking them up with your squeals and giggles this morning." Jim told him before kissing him while he gently squeezed Rodie's dick. "Aww! Your no fun Jim," Rodie said as he crossed his arms and pouted as he slid off him and sat on the bed. "Well I know an imp that enjoys me enough," Jim replied then sticking his tongue out at Rodie. Rodie leaped onto him with mock ferocity while Jim laughed. Jim lay back and Rodie sat on his chest again with his 3" boner pointing at Jim's face. "So what do we do about this then?" Rodie asked as he made his little dick bounce up and down. "Oh I think I can figure out something," Jim said before kissing the small blue knob making Rodie breathe in quickly. "Wait Jim," Rodie thought to him as he pulled his hard penis away from Jim. Jim gave him with a questioning look before Rodie continued. "Um well, when we do this, it is always you doing it to me. I thought sex was done together though?" "It can be done both ways my love, I just did not know if you were ready to do more is all," Jim responded silently to him. "I don't know really Jim, but I was just thinking that maybe I could kiss your pee-pee just to see what it is like." Rodie thought back as he blushed prettily. "If you want we can do that. I don't think it will fit though, your mouth is pretty small, and it does not feel very good if you bite it." Jim explained carefully aloud to Rodie. He watched as Rodie winced, then shudder while remembering the pain before looking away, as Jim said the word 'bite'. A tear trickled down his cheek while his small penis started to soften. Silently Jim thought to Rodie, "did your daddy do that to you also? Did he bite your pee-pee my love?" "Yeah Jim...he did. See look." Rodie told him softly aloud looking back at him as he pointed to the very faint scars around the base of his penis, and on his scrotum. Jim scooted Rodie closer and examined the faint scars noticing the scarring from where the doctors had stitched the wounds closed. "Oh Rodie, my love, I will never understand how could he have been so cruel to you. I could never hurt you in any way my love. You did like what I do with you, don't you?" Jim asked him while searching his face for any hint of deception knowing he would find none. "I love it Jim, I never thought it could feel like that before. My daddy ... daddy did not kiss it ... he only bit it to hurt me ... everything he did hurt me. He held me down so I could not move when he did it. He liked it when I cried and screamed for him to stop. He kept biting it harder, over and over, until it started bleeding real bad before he stopped. The doctor had to give me a bunch of shots for a month because my nuts and pee-pee were so swollen. I had a tube that drained the blood from there into a bag that they put on my leg. I had to wear it the whole month, and it hurt for me to even move for a long time. My sac stayed black until last Christmas and it still is dark looking now." Rodie explained softly, pointing out the various scars to Jim while tears trickled down his face. Jim even saw the faint scar around the small blue head of Rodie's now soft penis. "The doctor said he would not know if I would be able to make a baby when I am grown until I get older. Jim...sometimes it still hurts me when I pee. And that is why it doesn't go straight when I pee also." Gently pulling Rodie down into his embrace, Jim kissed him and guided his head to his shoulder as Rodie started to cry harder. "Why Jim? Why did my daddy do this to me? What did I do to make him so mad at me? Please tell me Jim, it hurts so much inside because I don't understand what I did wrong. Why couldn't I make him love me?" Rodie asked in confusion and pain as he sobbed into Jim's shoulder. "You never did anything to make him do this my love, you did nothing wrong, and do not ever believe that you did. Your daddy is very sick, there is something wrong with him in his head making him sick. Nobody can know why he hurt you, and did not love you except your daddy. Do you understand that Rodie, what your daddy did to you was not because of you or something you did. It was not your fault as to why he hurt you. Oh my love, I can never imagine that you could do anything other than make everyone love you as much as I do. I cannot see why your daddy does not love you as you love him." Jim told him as he hugged Rodie tightly to him while his own tears slid into Rodie's hair. "Don't worry Rodie, I will never let someone hurt you like that again, I promise. Once we finish moving you here, I will take you to one of the best doctors in the country. He will be able to fix it so it does not hurt anymore when you pee, and he will fix any other problems you still have. Then I will fix any problem that he cannot fix my beautiful surf boy. I promise you with all my heart my love, I promise you. I love you more than life itself, and always will." It took a few long moments before Rodie spoke again. "I love you too Jim, because it's ok if I cry with you. That lady mommy took me to see to talk about what happened, she told me I should not cry. She said that I am not a baby anymore, and I have to be strong and act more grown up. I want to cry almost every day though because the hurt does not go away. It is so hard not to cry sometimes Jim, so many things hurt, and it gets harder not to each day. You do not think I am a big baby if I cry though, you even cry with me and you are a grown up. You always make me feel better no matter how bad things are Jim," Rodie told him while lifting his head and looking at him still crying. "Well that lady is wrong my love, it is ok for you to cry. Rodie you are not a baby, but you are not even close to being an adult either. I know what happens when you hold everything inside my love, which is what happened to me when Byron died. You are still a little boy, so do not think that you can not cry just because some stupid girl told you so. I am a big boy and I cry still, that is because it is a natural function, so there is nothing wrong with crying. That is why God made us so that we are able to cry, and why we can feel sad or happy. So you cry any time you feel like it for as long as you want to, and if anyone says anything I will bop them on the head." Jim told him with a gentle smile while wiping his face before kissing his nose. Rodie tried to smile back at him before laying his head down, but he continued to cry into Jim's shoulder. He knew Jim was right because he felt better now when he cried, and he did not have to struggle to hide his feelings anymore. He was so tired of trying to hide all of the pain, and tired of trying to be grown up while hurting so bad inside. He did not feel like the whole world hated him now, and he looked forward to tomorrow as he used to do. He cried now to release the pain, and the despair that has enclosed him since that awful night as he felt all of Jim's love and compassion surround him. Rodie hugged Jim tighter as his tears slowly washed away a little bit more of his pain while Jim stroked his hair and kissed him. Jim sensed the raw open wounds begin to close, and heal in Rodie's battered emotional psyche the more that he cried. He knew about how emotional pain would eat away at a person's insides until they were just an empty husk. He knew how a person had to shut out the ones they love the most until they ended up isolated with just their pain for company. Realizing now that is what he has been doing ever since Byron died, Jim vowed silently to himself that he would not let Rodie live as he had for the last 20 years. He also saw that slowly, piece by piece; he was putting this shattered little boy back together again with all his love and understanding. This is what he was meant to do, but denied that by Byron's father. Therefore, he promised himself that he would not fail in this duty to Rodie. He would not allow himself to fail this time as he did with Byron. As he made this vow, Jim felt his own wounds start to heal, so he lay there holding his boy tightly to him as they both cried, and healed together. Rodie finally cried himself to sleep once more, and Jim gently eased himself out of the bed putting on his boxer briefs and a robe. He then removed a small blue silk robe from its protective plastic bag where it had hung in his closet for twenty years now. Laying it onto the end of the bed with Rodie's black bikini briefs and slippers, he quietly left the room and went into the kitchen. Cathy and Eddie were out on the sundeck drinking coffee, and Jim saw two extra cups beside the insulated carafe so he went out to join them. "Good morning my friend, and to you Cathy," Jim said. He hugged Eddie and Cathy as they stood to greet him before sitting and pouring him some coffee. As he sipped his coffee, Jim noticed both Cathy's and Eddie's eyes were reddened. "Don't tell me you two have been crying also, I think I have done enough for us all." Jim asked them both. "Well Jim you forget that Cathy can sense much of the emotions from us, but especially Rodie's," Eddie answered him holding up his hand to stop any response. "As I was saying, Cathy can sense these things. So while she does not know what was said, she does know that this was a turning point for Rodie, and for yourself this morning." Eddie's expression turned into one of pain as he stared at his friend who he considered his family. "I have tried my best to help you get over Byron's death Jim, but I have never been able to accomplish that. It seems I was the wrong person because Rodie has managed to accomplish this in 5 days what I have been unable to do in twenty years. I was an only child as you know, and I have always loved you as my brother Jim. You do not know the pain I have suffered watching you die a little more each day knowing I could do nothing to stop it. So while it may be callous of me, I am thankful for what Rodie's father did to him because that is what brought you two together, and gave me my family back." Eddie said to Jim as his tears flowed while he embraced Jim. Then Cathy signaled that it was her turn after they ended their embrace and sat down again. "Jim, Eddie has told me everything that happened to Byron, and to you over the years. I just want to say that I have watched Rodie edge closer and closer to Byron's fate as the time past. Then he met you Jim, and now he actually looks forward to tomorrow because he knows that you will be there with him. He wants to grow up now because he wants to be with you, so he can make you proud of him. I can also sense that same sort of feeling in you Jim. Rodie needs you in order to live and grow up, and you need him so you can live to see him do just that. Both of you need each other. I sensed this in him as well as yourself this morning Jim. Something very profound happened this morning when I woke up. Rodie did not shield his feelings from me this morning at all when I reached out to him. That is something he has not done since he was a toddler. However, that was the least important revelation, he was actually happy this morning. Happy because he woke up in your arms, and because he was with you. Mostly because he could feel that you loved him including what he has always considered something bad inside him. Rodie does not think he is unlovable anymore. Rodie has been more honest and open with me these last few days than he has been since I discovered what he was capable of doing when he was three years old. I no longer need to try and guess why he feels the way he does, and that lets me give him the love and understanding he so desperately needs right now. Therefore, I have a proposition for you, for Rodie's sake Jim. Once we are settled, I want you to become his legal guardian, that way if anything happens to me, he will be able to stay with you where he belongs. I do not have the money to arraign it legally, but you do, so I am asking, no, telling you to make those arraignments. Do this for Rodie, please Jim." Looking at Eddie first, then Cathy, Jim said, "I would be honored to do as you asked Cathy. However, as much as Rodie needs me, and I do need him, I cannot heal his wounds alone. I can provide the unconditional love he needs even if I am to old for him, but he still needs his mother's love and understanding, as well as his friend's acceptance of him. That is why he has isolated himself like this, and why he truly believes he is unlovable. He knows you love him Cathy, but until Eddie and me came into his life a week ago, you were the only person he believed who truly loved him. However, as much as he knows that, it is not enough, he needed Eddie's love and acceptance of him as his friend. It does not matter that Eddie is an old coot. Eddie is still Rodie's only friend right now. While I have shown him that someone besides you could love him as he is," Jim explained to them while flashing a grin towards Eddie. "Now wait just a damn minute! How can an old codger like yourself dare to call me an old coot!" Eddie replied indignantly while looking mortally offended. "That's cause you are an old coot!" Rodie exclaimed with a giggle as he came outside of the house wearing the blue silk robe and his slippers. Returning their stares as they looked at him, Rodie first went to his mother kissing her as she embraced him. "Jim's right mommy, before him, you are the only person who loved me. Not even daddy loved me as much as you do, but Jim does now," Rodie said quietly to her sounding like the young child that he truly is. Cathy brushed a tear from his eye before kissing him and then rubbing her nose against his making him smile. Jim now saw that she is the reason Rodie performed this little action when he kissed someone special to him. Stepping out of her embrace, Rodie moved around the table and into Eddie's embrace. "He's right about you too Eddie, you are the first person to accept me as a friend. I do not feel like some kind of freak with you, and I love you for that. However, I don't believe you are an old coot, old maybe, but not a coot" Rodie told him softly with a smile before kissing Eddie and rubbing his small nose against his. Eddie gave him another squeeze before sticking out his tongue at Rodie, he then let him step away and walk over to Jim climbing up into his lap. Jim could make out the faint outline of Rodie's bikini briefs under the silk as Rodie put his arms around his neck and stared at him. "I think you are wrong though Jim, you are not old. At least not to me you aren't, I know you think that I should be doing things with you like other kids my age, but I don't need to just as long as I am with you." Rodie then hugged him and told him silently, "and you do not need to be young to kiss my pee-pee either Jim." Jim choked and blushed when he heard that while Rodie giggled in his lap. While still embracing him Rodie asked him loud enough for everyone to hear, "so you going to get me a cup of coffee Jim?" He then kissed Jim and nuzzled his nose against his since it was his favorite form of greeting. Jim took the empty cup that Cathy handed him and poured coffee into it then added cream and two teaspoons of sugar. He stirred it well before handing it to Rodie, who sipped it before smiling at him. "Ok all, I think we should get everything loaded and drag the trailer over to our house," Eddie said. Cathy looked at him in confusion before he replied. "I thought we could unload the things you want to keep here before going home, and that way it saves you an extra trip, as well as showing you both your new home." "Yeah! You promised me to take me there Jim so you have to do what Eddie says," Rodie exclaimed as he looked accusingly at Jim. "Well you have to help me pack like you promised surf boy," Jim said to him in a scolding tone of voice. "Wait a minute, I was going to help you before you got horny remember," Rodie replied with a devilish grin. "Me! You are the 'Horn Dawg' here," Jim exclaimed while Rodie blushed this time with a look of mock innocence. "Oh hush both of you! It's like two rabbits accusing each other of stealing the carrot, so let's just drink our coffee." Cathy said in an exasperated tone of voice before all four of them started laughing as both Jim and Rodie blushed. They continued to tease each other as they drank their coffee, and ate the remaining doughnuts Eddie brought out along with a glass of milk for Rodie. "I like the robe honey, you look so sexy in it," Cathy said to Rodie who turned and gave her a hard stare. "Mommy! Your not supposed to think stuff like that about me. You are my mom for gosh sakes!" Rodie exclaimed, as he blushed deep red. Eddie looked at Rodie before shifting his gaze to Jim. "It looks beautiful on him Jim, I believe Byron would approve," Eddie said seriously. Rodie looked quickly at Eddie, then at Jim, while his eyes searched their faces. "I...I cannot wear this Jim, it belongs to Byron," Rodie said to him softly. "Yes it was Byron's Rodie, but it is yours now. I believe Byron would also want you to have it now. Just remember to thank him in your prayers ok my love," Jim replied as he brushed the stray lock of hair out of Rodie's face again. "Are you sure Jim?" Rodie asked quietly looking at him then towards the others as he saw Jim nod along with Eddie and Cathy. "Ok Jim. Thanks," Rodie answered while hugging him. "I promise to take care of it." "I know you will Rodie, I know you will," told him then kissing him as Rodie lifted his head tilting it upward. "Well now that we are all fat and happy, let's get this show on the road. Cathy is there anything you want to leave here before going to our house?" Jim asked her as Rodie slipped out of his lap. "Yes, I have our clothes all ready since Eddie said that we would be spending most of the summer here. I just have to bring them over is all," Cathy said as she stood up. "I'll help you Cathy while Jim and Rodie change." Looking at Rodie and Jim, Eddie wagged his finger as he spoke. "Now you two had better not get distracted either, I would hate to interrupt something private, but I will if I have to. We have a lot to do and there is not enough time for you two to be tickling each other, understand," Eddie said while they blushed sheepishly. "Aww, you are no fun either Eddie, maybe Jim was right about you being an old coot." Rodie replied while pouting. "Look here young man, if you don't want to sleep in the 'Gator' tonight then you will do as I say," Eddie admonished him. "You want me to sleep inside a alligator?" Rodie asked with a confused expression on his face. "No he means my Lincoln Navigator Rodie, we call it the 'Gator' is all," Jim explained to him. "You have a Navigator Jim? Those are so kewl! Can I ride in it with you? Please?" Rodie begged as he hopped up and down with a hopeful expression. "Well we can't take my Spider, it does not have any cargo room. I was thinking we could leave your vehicle here Cathy and use the 'Gator' instead since it is larger," Jim asked looking at her. "We could do that Jim, but I will need a vehicle to get my business affairs in order. Therefore, why don't I follow you that way we both will have a vehicle once we are there," Cathy replied. "Rodie you can ride with Jim since you always hate the music I play on the radio." "Yeah, its horrible Jim! I had to listen to opera all the way here," Rodie explained with a shudder. "Sounds like a plan then, you go get the clothes and I will make sure we get dressed without any distractions." Jim said to Eddie and Cathy before all three of them looked at Rodie. "Why are all of you looking at me? He is the horny one." Rodie said while pointing at Jim as he grinned while trying to look innocent. Cathy looked at him before rolling her eyes throwing up her hands and exclaiming "oh! You two are impossible. Let's go Eddie before I choke them both." She then grabbed Eddie's hand and started to tug him towards the stairs while Jim and Rodie laughed. Leaning over as Rodie wrapped his arms around his neck; Jim lifted him into his arms and Rodie wrapped his legs around him. Rodie's robe fell open exposing his bare body and black bikini briefs as Jim placed his hands under his pert bottom. Jim turned and carried his giggling imp back into his bedroom playfully dumping him onto the bed. He watched Rodie stretch out into a spread eagle position as his small penis tented his briefs. "Remember, no playing cause we have to get dressed and leave." Jim told Rodie as he leaned over him and kissed his nose. "Aww, come on Jim. It won't take that long," Rodie answered while wrapping his arms around Jim's neck and hugging him. Jim goosed Rodie making him squeal and release him. "Gotcha," Jim said as he stood up looking at Rodie. "Oh now you are going to get it!" Rodie exclaimed sitting up and trying to look angry as he smiled while letting his robe slide off his shoulders. Shaking his hands free of the robe, he looked at Jim just as he reached out and grabbed his hands by the wrists. Pinning them above his head, Rodie squealed and giggled while trying to wiggle free as Jim blew a strawberry onto his belly. Holding his wrists with one hand, Jim pulled Rodie's black briefs down and off his body as he kicked and giggled. Jim then released him and shed his robe and briefs before picking up the naked imp and carrying him into the bathroom. Setting Rodie down, he turned on the water and adjusted the temperature before he picked him up again and stepped inside closing the door after them. Jim held Rodie in his arms as they let the warm water thoroughly soak them. Rodie looked into Jim's face while he held him in his arms. "I love you Jim, I love you, I love you, I love you," Rodie thought silently to him before tilting his head back under the water wetting his hair. Jim listened to Rodie's silent thought smiling at the boyish way Rodie said it. Only a young boy like Rodie could say that and still be taken seriously. "Well I do Jim." "I know you do, and I love you also. However we do need to hurry so stand up, and let me wash your hair," Jim thought back in response while he gently lowered Rodie onto his feet. Jim quickly washed and rinsed Rodie's thick mane of jet-black hair. "Do you think my hair is too long Jim?" Rodie asked aloud. "No, I don't, but if you want to cut it off that is ok with me just as long as you are happy with it." Jim answered as he sat down and pulled Rodie in front of him before starting to wash him with the body sponge. "Does it make me look like a girl Jim? Daddy said that he liked it cause it made me look like a girl." Rodie asked softly while he placed his hands onto Jim's shoulders. "No Rodie, it does not make you look like a girl. If someone saw you from behind they may think you are a girl, but once they see your face they know you are all boy." Jim answered him truthfully. Looking down at his feet, Rodie asked the question he really wanted to ask. "If I am a boy, well shouldn't I like sex stuff with girls instead of another boy?" He asked innocently. "Not really my love, most boys your age prefer other boys until they are older. They find it easier to learn about sex with another boy because his body is familiar to him. He knows what all of the different parts are called, and he can see how much the other boy is enjoying what he is doing." Jim carefully explained then gently squeezing Rodie's semi-hard cocklet making him giggle. "Do not worry my love, there are also many boys who grow up and still like boys instead of girls. Like Eddie and me. You are still young, so you do not have to make up your mind yet on whether you are gay. However, you will eventually know because of the way you feel. Eddie and I both knew that we were gay when we were twelve, but we only let people that we loved very much know. If you decide later that you are gay, you will find other boys who feel the same way as you do. Do not be afraid of who you are, just be careful and always remember, if you say no then it means no. If anyone tries to force you to do something, you call for me. No matter where I am at, I will come and make them stop. Do you understand my love?" Jim asked Rodie looking into his multi-colored eyes. Rodie stared back at him for a few moments before replying. "Yeah. I do Jim. Daddy thought that I kept my hair long and wore clothes that looked like a girl's cause he wanted me to be that way. However, I like the way I am...and the way it makes boys look at me. Is that bad Jim?" Rodie asked very softly. "No Rodie, it is not bad, and do not ever think it is bad. Certain people have something we call 'sex appeal' and you have a lot of that. It does not come from the clothes you wear, or the way you style your hair. It comes from inside, and to those people who have it, it shows no matter what they wear. Others are still going to look at you, so if you cut your hair, and wore boxers like me, other boys are still going to look at you the same way. That is because you are very beautiful, especially inside Rodie. That is what they are looking at Rodie, not your hair or clothes. That is also why your mother said you looked sexy. It is because you are very beautiful inside and out. That makes you attractive to everybody around you. It is your overall beauty that they are attracted to, only we call it sex appeal." Jim stopped washing him and held Rodie by his waist as he looked in his multi-colored eyes. "Now listen carefully, there are some people who like you, but they want to hurt you as your daddy hurt you. They are going to try to force you to do sex stuff even if you said no. So if something like that ever happens, I want you to promise that you will contact me. No matter where you are at, I will come to get you. Do you understand all of that my love?" Jim asked, trying to convey all the emotions, he could to Rodie. "I want your promise on that or you will look like a soggy prune before I let you out." Jim demanded of him. Rodie just kissed him on the nose before sending his silent replies. "I promise Jim. I will do what you asked Jim, and if I get into trouble I will contact you," Rodie promised to Jim. A look of confusion came across his face before he asked, "uh, how should I do that though Jim? I might not be able to use a phone." He asked worriedly. Jim thought for a moment before saying, "ok my love, let me see into your mind." Rodie reached up, and placed his small hand onto Jim's chest. Then he stared at Jim, and let his awareness connect with Jim's. "Good, now you see how we are linked?" Jim asked him. "Yeah Jim, I see. Remember I was the one who taught you how to do this," Rodie said in a voice that sounded a little more relieved. "Good my love, now how far can you hold this link with me," Jim asked hoping for the right answer. "Uh, I don't know Jim, I used to help mom by taking away her headaches you know. So I do not know if I have a limit," Rodie told him. "Well honey, I know you can do that when you are close to someone. What I need to know is if you can do it from far away," Jim explained the request again. "I just told you Jim, I took away her headaches. I was in school and she was at work one time. Then another time she had to go to Washington D.C. for some conference, and I was at home when I took it away. So I don't know if I have a limit, if I love you then I can always feel you no matter where I'm at." Rodie explained carefully to Jim as he sat with his mouth open in awe. "Really? That is truly an incredible gift you have then my love. Well no matter, we can try it on the trip to your house with your mother to test it. I believe you are telling me the truth, but I am an old codger so I need to see it in action before I accept it. However, it seems that distance is not a big problem for you, so if you ever get into trouble, you shout at me and I will come to you. Now let me change the topic real quick ok. I know John scared you really bad Rodie, but you do not think he is a threat to you right?" Jim asked him cautiously. "I don't think so Jim. I know he likes boys instead of girls for sex stuff, but he does not want to hurt them. He does not know that Mark is like us though, I found that out before he scared me. Is that what you wanted to know Jim?" Rodie asked him after answering the question the best that he could. "Yes my love, that is what I wanted to know. I know you like Mark and Eric, and they like you. But I also think John will be able to help us once we get back since he already knows where you would go to school and stuff like that. I just wanted to be sure that you are not terrified of him is all. I also think it would make him feel better if you apologize the next time you see him so he will not feel uneasy around you." Jim explained to Rodie and waiting to for his response. "I will Jim, cause I really like Eric and Mark. He might not let me play with them again if he thinks I am sick. So I will do that when we see him again." Rodie answered showing Jim his eagerness to cement his new friendships with the two boys. Jim reversed positions with Rodie, and quickly washed himself. Then he shut off the water, and led Rodie out wrapping him into a large towel. Drying them selves off quickly, then Jim ran a comb through Rodie's hair getting the tangles out, before swatting him on his bare butt making him squeak loudly. They dressed and Rodie asked if Jim had any fat rubber bands for his hair. Jim got three wide bands and bound Rodie's hair, as Rodie instructed, into a long ponytail. They both went out to the sundeck just in time to help Cathy and Eddie bring Rodie's clothes over where Jim put them away in his bedroom. Rodie rode with Jim as they followed Cathy and Eddie up the road towards Cape Hatteras. Eddie turned off the highway onto a road that followed the coastline just North of Cape Hatteras. After another 15 minutes passed, Eddie then turned into a long paved driveway stopping in front of the large wrought iron gates. Eddie entered the security code into the keypad and the gates swung inward allowing the access. Following Eddie, they followed the drive as it curved up between two dunes covered in saw grass. Rodie's eyes went wide as he breathed in a deep breath loudly when the house came into view. A large Ranch style house had a wing on each side of the main house extending at a 45-degree angle towards the ocean behind it in the distance. The drive made a complete circle in front of the house with a miniature oasis in the center of the circle. "It's beautiful Jim, and it is so huge. You and Eddie live here all alone?" Rodie asked him as he stared at the house with a look of wonder on his face. "Well, we used to, but not anymore since you are moving in. The left wing there is the garage, gym, and indoor pool. In the central part is where the recreation room, living room, dining room, kitchen, den, and study are. Finally, the right wing is where the six bedrooms are located. There is a bathroom that is in between the 1st & 2nd, and also the 3rd & 4th guest bedrooms. While Eddie and I each have a master bathroom in our bedrooms. They also have large Jacuzzi tubs shaped like seashells in all of them. We can set up a room for you and one for your mother in the guest rooms." Jim explained before veering off the circle and pulling in front of the garage doors on the side stopping beside Eddie's Jaguar. Pressing the button on a remote, the doors started to open, revealing two empty bays. Pulling inside while Eddie parked into the other bay Jim pushed the button and closed the doors. Getting out of the car Jim took Rodie's hand and led him and Eddie out a side door and along a stone walk leading around front to where his mother parked. "Jim I thought you said you owned a Lincoln Navigator, but you only have enough room for two cars in the garage?" Rodie asked him looking confused. "I do Rodie, see over there, that building is where we keep the 'Gator' along with the boat." Jim explained pointing to a separate garage off to the side that Rodie did not see as they entered. "You have a boat too? That is totally awesome Jim," Rodie exclaimed as his young face beamed with exuberance. "I told you it was a bit larger, didn't I. So what do you think so far surf boy?" Jim asked him as the stopped in front of the house. "I think I can really be happy here Jim. But as long as I am with you, I will be happy always," Rodie said to him as Jim picked him up in his arms. "I feel the same way about you Rodie. Now let's go catch up to your mom so both of you can see what the inside of your new home looks like." Jim answered. Rodie pulled Jim's head closer and kissed him then he rubbed his nose against Jim's before smiling and hugging him. End Chapter 7 Author's Note: I would like to let everyone know that the assault and trauma that Rodie suffers in this story is based upon true events. The boy who suffered the vicious assault in real life was younger than Rodie, being only nine when it happened. I want to say that I did not base Rodie on him, I just based the ordeal he is going through, and this is what I wished the true outcome had been. His sixteen-year-old brother was the person who assaulted him; to get back at their mother for not letting him go out with his friends and making baby-sit instead. The boy's name was Byron, and he killed himself two days before his eleventh birthday. I met and fell in love with him in the hospital, but I was unable to prevent his suicide. This is my way of remembering a very beautiful boy whose life I was unable to save even with all of mine and my sons love and understanding. We had the honor of being his foster family once he was released from the hospital until his tragic death. I truly believe that we were able to give him some happiness during his time with us, although we wish he could still be with us today. My sons still remember and love their brother as he now waits for us in heaven. I used his name, assault, perpetual torment, his death, and memory of him in this story to highlight my personal experiences and beliefs. That no child should ever have to suffer the way Byron did in the last 14 months of his short life. The character Byron in this story is completely invented other than his name and circumstances of his suicide. As a favor to me, please say a prayer for my foster son on his upcoming birthday as my two sons and I do when we visit him each year. He is buried next to my sons' mother, and my loving wife. Byron Isaac Washington; May 15, 1987 - May 13, 1998; Rest peacefully in God's embrace my son knowing that we all love you still. For now, I am taking a break from continuing this story until after Byron's birthday. This is always one of the hardest times during the year for my sons and me. We love you Byron, and always will. Damion, Patrick, and Eric. Thanks again to Nifty Archives and ASSGM.NET Archives for posting this story. Comments are welcome at snwdemon@att.net and as usual, flames will be ignored.