Date: Mon, 20 Apr 1998 17:14:54 EDT
From: DAG1064 <DAG1064@aol.com>
Subject: Scott 1

SCOTT by DAG1064@aol.com

PART 1

	I met Scott in the summer of his eleventh year.  That summer
changed his life dramatically.  I know for sure that our relationship
broadened his horizons and changed how he felt about himself.  A lot of
people were changed as well.  Myself, Denny, Jackie, and his sister Tammy.
Jeff Hunter and his parents changed too, as a result of the events that
occured.  I grew a little more from what happened.  Even more momentuous
was my meeting Corey Maxwell, a boy whose need for love and affection
matched mine when I was his age.  I changed his life, too.  Now he lives
with his Grand parents in Washington state, happy with a girlfriend.  Was
all this an occurrence?  Did fate plan all this?  Who really knows?  I
leave it up to you do decide.



	I had met Scott in Beaver Falls as a result of a bad accident.  I
had just come into Beaver Falls around May, wanting a place to stay for a
night.  I had cruised the Harley down the main street looking for a place
to stay, and there he was, attempting to hang a sign from the eaves of the
small resort.  I learned later that his family owned it.

"Hey, can I do that for you?" I asked, getting off my bike.

"Sure.  I can't reach." he replied.

He turned to face me and I really saw him for the first time.  He had red
hair that was crew cut short, and beautiful green eyes.  He was tall, about
5 foot 11, and very good looking.  He smiled at me, and I fell in love.

"Hi." he said, coming off the porch.  "Welcome to Beaver Falls."

"Thanks." I said, shaking his hand.

"My name is Scott Edison." he introduced himself.

"Mine's Logan.  Rick Logan.  People call me Logan." I said.

Scott nodded.  "I've been trying to hang this sign out.  Summer season is
about to start, and now that I'm out of school, I help my folks run this
place.  They left me in charge until they get back."

"Your folks left you here?" I asked.

"Yeah.  They went to pick up my sister Tammy from college.  They will be
home tomorrow night." he said.

I got up on the porch and tried to reach the sign hooks.  I couldn't reach,
so I looked around and saw a wood box.  I stood on it, and just as I got
the sign into place, we heard a loud cracking sound.  Scott yelled a
warning, but it was too late.  I fell down to the ground, landing on my
left arm and feeling something give inside.  I'd just broken it.

"Damn!" I swore, the pain racing up and down my arm.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked.

"No.  I broke my arm." I replied.

"I'm sorry, Logan.  There's a doctor about a block from here.  Want me to
go and get him?" he asked.

"Yes.  I'll be okay here." I said.

Scott ran off, and returned with the doctor a few minutes later.  They
helped me into his car and took me to the hospital.  It was a clean break,
and it didn't take long to set it and put a cast on.  I was told it would
heal in about six weeks.



	Scott made me comfortable in one of the rooms when we got back.  He
was quiet, and I knew he was feeling bad about what had happened to me.

"Scott, don't worry about it.  It could have happened to you.  Better me
than you." I said.

"Yes, I know.  But I'm responsible." he said.

Scott started telling me about Beaver Falls once I prompted him to.  Beaver
Falls sat on the edge of a huge lake here in Oregon.  It was a resort town,
and lots of people came here every summer.  The lodge was on the edge of
town, at the end of the main street.  It overlooked the lake.  From the
window of my room, it looked really nice.  The lodge seemed like a real
comfortable place to stay.  The place had been in the family for
generations.  Scott had been born behind the check in counter.

"What a way to check into life!" I laughed,

"Everyone else seems to think so too.  Mom and Dad enjoy telling me the
story of how I was born every year on my birthday, even though I know the
story by heart.  I enjoy hearing it.  I feel like I'm a pernament part of
this place." he said.

"Nothing wrong with that, Scott." I said.  "That's what makes the ties to
home even stronger."

"I know.  This place is home to me, Logan.  I'll never live anywhere else."
Scott said.

"Have your own room?" I asked.

"Yeah!  I love it!  It's on the third floor.  It's a corner room.  I've got
a great view of everything, and I even have a telescope set up so I can see
the stars, or whatever I choose." he said, smiling.  "I'll show you later."
"Deal.  I'm feeling tired.  I can feel those pain pills kicking in." I
said.

"I'm sorry you got hurt, Logan.  I shouldn't have asked you to do it." he
said sadly.

"You didn't know that was going to happen and neither did I.  It was just
dumb luck.  Don't worry about it, okay?" I said, rubbing his shoulder
trying to console him.

Scott nodded.  "When do you want dinner?" he asked.

I looked at the clock next to the bed.  It said two in the afternoon.

"How about around seven?" I asked.

"Sure, not a problem.  I know just the thing.  I'll call you." he said
getting off the bed.

"Okay, Scott.  Don't worry.  It could have happend to anyone." I said.

He nodded, then left the room.  I sighed, feeling real tired.  The stuff I
was taking for the pain had relaxed me so much that I felt like sleeping.
I did, closing my eyes.  Next thing I knew, Scott was shaking me gently.

"Hey, Logan." I heard him through the fog.  "Okay." I groaned, getting up
and going into the bathroom.

Scott led me down to the small kitchen next to the office.

"I didn't know what you wanted, so I made spaghetti." he said.

"That's fine." I told him.

I watched him set the food onto the table.  Scott was a great cook.  I
certainly enjoyed the food.  All through the dinner, I had the feeling that
he was watching me.  I caught him a few times staring at me.  I would smile
at him, and he'd smile back.  I finally noticed the gold stud in his right
ear and it dawned on me that he was gay.  I wondered what the rest of him
looked like.  I would find out in time.  I had the feeling that he was
trying to pick up on me.  I decided that we should get to know each other
first.  After dinner, he put the dishes in the sink and started to wash
them.  I remembered my Harley.

"Scott, is there a place where I could park my bike out of the way?" I
asked.

Scott thought a moment.  "Yeah.  You could park it at the side entrance.
There's a carport there and you could lock it up there." he said.

I followed him out the door.  Scott helped me move the bike over to the
carport and I locked it up so it would be safe.

"Perfect spot for it, Scott." I said.  "Thanks."

"You're welcome." he said, looking at me.

I really had the feeling that he was trying to pick up on me.  I smiled
back at him.  Scott unlocked the side door, then relocked it behind us.

"Want to see my room?" he asked.

"Sure." I replied.

He led me up to his room.  It was the typical teen's room.  He had posters
of race cars and three different rock bands on the walls.  There was the
usual furniture in there like a bed, desk with a computer, a tv, and a
stereo.  He also had a couch, two recliners, and his own personal bathroom.
Suddenly, a buzzing sound went off.

"Be right down!" he called into the speaker on his desk.  "I'll be right
back, Logan."

"Not a problem." I said.

He went out the door, and I started looking around the room.  Scott was
right.  He did have a great view.  I looked through his telescope at the
lake.  I could see sailboats on the lake.  I saw his bookcase and checked
out a few of his books.  Scott liked science fiction, adventure, and
mystery.  I noticed a book with a paper cover on it.  Looking at it, I
discovered it was a how to manual for gay sex.  This definetly confirmed my
feeling that Scott was gay.  I grinned.  I flipped through it and came
across a list of firsts written on the last page.  Hell, I remember my
firsts.  First time I came, jacked off, sucked cock, and got fucked and
fucked.  I smiled, remembering the relationship I had with Lee.  I put the
book back.  On impulse, I lifted a corner of the bed's mattress and saw a
brown envelope there.  I opened it to find it contained polaroid pictures
of naked boys, with dates on them.  The most recent one was was dated two
months ago.  I replaced the pictures and went into Scott's bathroom and
proceeded to jack off.  That felt real good and relaxed me a lot.  I peeked
into his medicine cabnet and saw the usual asprins and cold medications.
He had shaving gear in there as well.  I went back into the room and didn't
see Scott.  I peeked into his nightstand and saw a tube of KY and a box of
condoms.

"He must be that well endowed!  Not bad for fifteen." I said to myself.

I couldn't remember being big enough to wear a condom at fifteen, even
though I tried.  I admired Scott for being that sensible.  His father or
someone must have taught him to use them.  You never know what someone
might have.  I know for a fact that I was clean.  I'm a boy lover and I
feel very strongly that I should be responsible and use a condom each and
every time I fuck, even if my partners don't want me to, especially the
younger ones.  They tell me that they want to feel the cock skin sliding
into them, not some piece of rubber.  After I explain to them why, they
change thier attitudes.  AIDS and HIV is a scary thing, and nobody likes to
think of it.  I feel it's very important to teach all kids the importance
of using protection.



	I sat in his recliner and channel surfed his tv, waiting for him to
come back.  I found a bowling tournament, and started watching it.

"Hey, Logan." he said, reappearing.  "Sorry I took so long.  A family
checked in and took two rooms.  They're staying the night."

"That's good.  How big is this place, Scott?" I asked.

"Let's see.  There's three floors, ten rooms to a floor, so that makes
thirty rooms.  I have one room, my parents have another, so that makes
twenty eight rooms available.  Since my sister is coming, we'll have twenty
seven available.  We don't have a lot of extras here.  We do have room
service, but just to clean, fix, or deliver extra towels or sheets.  There
is a restauraunt nearby and they do deliver here.  The delivery person has
a key to the side entrance.  When these folks leave in the morning, I have
to clean the rooms.  They plan on leaving by seven.  All the doors are
locked and the only way in is by using the buzzer at the front door.  The
speaker is on my desk.  During the day, I carry a remote on my belt.  Most
of the time I hang out in the lobby.  When my folks are here, we trade off
in four hour shifts, from open to close." Scott said.

"That's a heavy responsibility for a fifteen year old boy." I said.  "I'm
impressed.  Your folks sure place a lot of trust in you."

"I'm eleven, not fifteen." Scott smiled.

"You're eleven?  But I thought...." I stammered.

"I'm impressed that you think that, Logan.  My Father Denny is seven foot
tall.  So is my Mom, Jackie.  Tammy, my sister is the same.  Dad says that
I'm maturing fast.  Can you believe that I shave already?" Scott chuckled.

"Yes, I can.  I was shaving at thirteen.  I stopped growing at five foot
six.  It's all in the genetics, Scott.  But sometimes people your age wreck
growth by smoking and doing drugs and drinking.  I hope you never start.
You're a real nice kid, Scott." I told him.

"Thanks, Logan.  Dad lectured me on those subjects." he said.

"It's because he loves you, Scott.  If he didn't, you would be one messed
up kid.  That would be too bad, because like I said, you're a nice guy." I
stated.

"I want to be responsible, I want to be happy.  So I try to do the right
thing." Scott said.

"That's good.  I'm sure you make your parents happy." I said.

"I know they love me That's important to me." Scott stated.

I glanced at the clock, ant it said ten at night.  "It's getting late, and
I should be off to bed so you can sleep.  Sorry to be talking all night." I
apologized.

"That's okay.  I enjoyed talking to you.  I'll see you in the morning." he
said, opening his door for me as I left.

Getting into bed, I thought of how lucky he was to have great parents.  I
dreamed of Scott that night.  He was getting to me.



	It must have been around six thirty, seven the next morning.  I was
just waking up and was barely aware of someone in the room.  It was Scott,
and I pretended to be asleep just to see what he was doing.  He stood over
me a moment. then carefully pulled the sheet off me.  I usually get a
morning erection from the need to pee and I definetly was sporting one
right then.

"Nice." I heard him whisper.  "I wonder...." he mumbled.

He bent down to look at my balls, then very carefully covered me up again.
He stood back a moment, then woke me up.

"Room service!  Got breakfast for you, Logan." Scott said cheerfully.

I groaned, sitting up.  Scott handed me my shorts and I pulled them on
under the sheets.  I went into the bathroom, and heard him arrange plates
on the table.  He handed me a cup of coffee when I came out.

"Hey, this smells good." I complemented.

Scott beamed.  "Thanks, Logan.  I talked to my Mom and Dad this morning and
told them about you and what happened.  They told me to tell you that
you're welcome to stay untill your arm heals up."

"I must thank your parents when I meet them." I said.

"You don't mind if I leave you alone, do you?  The family al ready checked
out and I gotta clean their rooms." Scott said.

"I'll be fine." I grinned.

"Good.  You can find me in five and six on the second floor." he said,
walking out.

I watched him go, wiggling his ass so nicely for me.  I wished I could take
him right then and there, he really turned me on.

"Plenty of time, Logan." I told myself.

I took my time, enjoying the steak and eggs and reading the local paper.
You can learn a lot about a town by reading the local papers.After getting
dressed, I went looking for Scott.  I saw the housekeeping cart in front of
the rooms, but not him.  I peeked into one room and saw Scott in the room's
mirror, lying naked on a bed and masturbating.  His cock had to be seven
inches long and it was beautiful.

"Oh, wow!" I thought to myself.  "He is hung!"

I really wanted to run in there and suck his cock and it was very tempting
to do it, but I managed to keep myself under control.  He shot his sperm on
himself and the sheets, calling out my name.  Scott definetly had the hots
for me.  I saw him relax, then get off the bed.  I went back to the
stairwell, slow counted to twenty, then whistled down the hall as I walked
to the room.

"Was that you?" he asked, dressed again.  "That's real good.  I can't do
that and I've tried countless times."

"Yep, that's me." I grinned.

"Well, I'm almost done here." Scott informed me.

"What's next?" I asked.

"We go down to the lobby and try to organize the paperwork.  Mom tries, and
Dad has no patience for it."  Scott sighed.

"I'm sure it's not all that bad." I said.

"You have no idea.  Wait and find out." he sighed again.

I watched him move around the room ,getting things done.  The picture of
his naked body came back to my mind.  He had a nice body, a swimmer's body.
Scott had no fat on him and muscle in the right places.  The seven inch one
interested me very much.  I wanted to examine that one very intimately.
His ass was a nice rounded shape, just perfect on him.  I would love to
drive my cock and tongue up there.

"Logan!" Scott nudged me.  "I've been talking to you and you zoned out on
me."

"I'm sorry, Scott.  What was it?" I asked.

"Could you get the elevator?" Scott asked.

"Sure.  Sorry, Scott." I said.

Going to the elevator, I pushed the button as he pushed the cart into the
elevator.  After putting it away, he led me to the office.  He sat down at
a desk covered with papers.

"Okay, let's see here." he muttered.

I know something about accounting, so I helped him with the paperwork and
between us, got everything better organized.

"Excuse me, could I get a room?" a lady's voice asked.  Scott and I looked
up to see a lady standing there.

"Tammy!" Scott cried, running around the counter and then hugging her.
"You're home!"  "It's good to be home, little brother." she laughed.

"I'm not little anymore!" Scott exclaimed.

"I know, I'm just teasing!" she laughed.

"Hello, you must be Logan." a man said, approaching me.

I sized him up as we shook hands.  He was seven feet tall, had brown hair
and brown eyes.  He was good looking.

"I'm sorry, Dad." Scott said.  "Dad, this is Rick Logan."

"Hi, nice to meet you." I said, smiling.

"Logan, my Dad Denny Edison, my Mom Jackie, and my sister Tammy." Scott
introduced each one of them.

I shook Jackie's hand, noting that she had red hair and green eyes and was
seven foot.  There was no doubt that Scott would be very tall indeed.

"I'm glad to meet you folks.  Real nice place you have here." I said.

"Thank you.  We're sorry you got hurt." Jackie said.

"Don't worry about it.  I should have used a ladder and not the wood box.
I wasn't thinking." I said.

"Well, we're sorry about your accident.  We would like you to stay with us
untill you're all healed up." Denny said.

"I accept your very gracious invitation." I smiled.

They went into the elevator and went up.  I turned on the big tv in the
lobby, but the picture wasn't coming in too clearly.  I went into the
office and found some tools and opened up the tv, located the problem,
fixed it, and was watching a football game when Scott and his parents came
out of the elevator.  Scott's jaw dropped.

"Scott, did you fix the tv?" Denny asked.

"I did, sir." I told him.  "Found the problem, fixed it, and now it works."

Somehow I have the ability to fix most anything.  Don't know where I got
it, I just do.

"Thanks, Logan." Denny grinned.

Scott went into the office with his parents behind him.  I watched the game
for another twenty minutes before Scott came out.  He sat down next to me
and watched the game.

"Logan, want to go and see the town?" the boy asked me. at the commercial
break.

"Sure.  I need to go to the store and get a few things." I answered.

We left a moment later, walking down the main street.  We got on the bus
and Scott pointed out a few of the local landmarks.

"There's the oldest restauraunt in town.  I'm told that the lady who owns
it came here in the middle 1950's.  She makes the best Mexican food ever
eaten." Scott said.

"We'll have to try that place.  I like Mexican food." I nodded.

"There's the local mall, Logan.  What did you need?" he asked.

"Oh, let's see.  I need soap, shampoo, shave gear, and other things." I
made a list in my head.

Scott nodded.  "Let's go.  I know just the place."

He led me to a drug store and in moments I had found the things I needed
and wanted, including condoms and KY.  Scott blushed as I dropped them into
the cart.

"Better safe than sorry." I whispered to him.

Scott nodded like he knew what I was saying.  I watched him as we walked
around the store, getting other things.  He was wearing a tank top with a
popular surf logo on it and tight shorts.  I could see his ass move inside
the cloth casing.  I was sorely tempted to reach out and grab that
magnificent boy ass.  We checked out the rest of the mall.  There was a
movie theater there.  I decided to take Scott there provided his parents
said yes.  There's one thing I never do, and that is to interfere with the
parent's wishes as to what their son is allowed to do. It's not my place.
I'm a friend and if I'm lucky, his lover.



	I treated Scott to lunch at the hamburger stand.

"What do you like to do when you're not in school?" I asked as we sat down.

"Fishing, reading, bowling, computers, biking, camping out, and writing."
Scott asnwered.

"Cool.  I'm into fixing anything mechanical, camping, riding my Harley, and
meeting different people." I said.

"Like me?" Scott asked.

"Yeah.  Like you.  Like your family.  I've met all kinds of people in my
travels around the Untied States." I nodded.

"Too bad I couldn't ride with you.  That would be an adventure, for sure."
Scott sighed."When my arm heals, I'll take you for rides on the bike." I
said, smiling.

"Cool!" he exclaimed.

"It's a done deal." I said.

We caught the bus back to the lodge.  Scott carried some of my bags
upstairs to my room.  He sat on the bed indian style watching me put stuff
away.  When I went into the bathroom to stash my shave gear in there, I saw
him through the mirror examine the box of condoms that I had gotten I
wondered where he got his.  He put the box back into the bag before I came
out.

"I'm going downstairs to see if anything happened while we were gone." he
said.

"Okay.  I'll be down in a few minutes.  I'd like to try out that dart board
I saw in the game room." I told him.

"I'll meet you there and play a few rounds with you !" Scott challenged me
as he went out the door.

Scott was a real nice boy and I was falling in love with him.  I really
wanted to get into his pants so bad and show hi what real pleasure was.  I
wondered just how to make my move, but as fate would have it, Scott would
make the first move.



	I found Scott in the game room, throwing darts with Denny as I
walked in.

"Hi~ Want to play?" Denny asked.

"Sure.  I haven't played in a long while, so I'm a little rusty." I said,
reaching for a set..

"That's okay.  Just give it your best shot, and hope for the best.  That's
what I keep telling my son." Denny stated.

"I hear you on that.  I've been doing that ever since I've been on my own,
after....after I lost someone important to me." I said, my mind calling up
Lee.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Denny nodded.  "I hope he was good to you when
you both were together."

"How did you know?" I asked.

Denny smiled and tugged his right ear.  I reached up and felt the gold hoop
earring in my right ear., blushing.

"Oh, I see." I muttered.  "I didn't think you'd noticed."

"I notice everything about people, Logan.  It doesn't bother me.  Everyone
is different in their own way." Denny said.

Scott smiled as he handed me some darts.  "There you are."

"Thanks." I replied, then threw them.

I started to think of my past and what it had been like.  So much had
happened to me.  I often wondered why things happened to me the way they
did.

"Logan?  It's your turn." Denny prodded me.

"Oh, sorry." I said, taking the darts.

"Are you okay, Logan?  Feel like talking?  I'm a good listener." Scott
asked me, concerned.

Denny had excused himself, going into the office.

"Sure." I nodded.  "Could I get a beer?"

"Okay." he replied, taking the two bucks that I handed him and going into
the kitchen.

I went out to the pool area and sat at a table under the shade and waited
for Scott to come back.  He came back a moment later and sat down after
handing me the bottle of beer.

"I've been thinking about my past and what's happened to me." I began.  "It
all seems like yesterday.  But everything started when I was twelve.  I
started to discover myself and in that time I learned a lot about myself.
One of the things that I discovered about myself was that I liked other
guys.  I discovered that I was gay.  When I turned fourteen, my parents
threw me out of the house when they found out.  I wandered for a time until
I met another boy my age and he took me home with him.  We grew very close
and lived together for a long time until he died after we turned twenty
one.  Since then, I've wandered all over the U.S."

"I'm sorry." Scott said.

"So are we." Jackie said walking up behind us.

"It's been three years now.  I still miss him." I told them.

I caught the look between Scott and his Dad.  Something was about to go
down.

"Logan, what if I told you that I was gay?" Scott asked me.

"I would say that's your decision, Scott.  It's up to you how and what you
want your life to be.  Nobody should dictate to you how you should live
your life.  You should listen to your Mom and Dad, because the advice they
will give you will help you live your life right, provided you choose to
listen to it." I said.

"I will, Logan.  I am gay." Scott told me.

"How do you and Jackie feel about that, Denny?" I asked.

"We're okay with that, Logan.  It's his life and he does have the right to
live it the way he chooses.  Jackie and I do love him very much.  We hope
he does take our advice and listen to us when we try to teach him things
about life that he should know.  We want him to be careful." Denny said.

"We have talked to him and Tammy about sexual things.  We're not sure how
gays like to have sex, so we've taught him about boy/girl sex and how to be
safe." Jackie stated.

"That's good.  That's important ." I nodded.

"That's true.  Any way, we came out to ask you to join us for dinner."
Jackie smiled, standing up.

"Thanks for the invite.  Be glad to." I replied.

Scott's parents went back into the building.  I looked over at Scott and he
was grinning.

"You're lucky to have great parents, kid." I said.  "Especially ones who
understand."

"Don't I know it.  They love me a lot and so does Tammy.  They look out for
me." he said.

I took a drink of beer, wondering what to say next.

"Have you been involved with other boys?" I asked.

"Yes.  They taught me what they knew of sex.  I really didn't want to say
that to them.  I've never had a serious relationship with one." Scott said.
"It was just fooling around, nothing more than that.  I know that if I'm
patient enough, I will get what I want."

"There's a very big responsibility in having a relationship with someone."
I sighed.  "The two people must commit themselves completely.  Take your
parent, for example.  They do a lot of things together.  They communicate,
which is one of the most important things you gotta do in a relationship.
Then you have loving, caring, supporting the other, and being together.
These are things you'll learn in time.  I really hope that you find what
you want."

"Thanks, Logan.  I know I will someday." he said.

"Keep believing that and it will happen soon enough." I replied, knowing
that he would learn those things.

I know I had with Lee.  He had been a patient teacher with me.  He taught
me the pleasures that I never knew possible.  His family taught me much
about relationships and what the important things were in them.  They were
strong powerful lessons that made an impact on me.  They remain with me to
this day.  Every boy that I've ever been involved with, I've attempted to
pass down the same lessons.  I hope they learned them well.



	I joined the Edisons for dinner.  Denny barbequed steaks, Scott
made the salad, Tammy made vegtables, and I contributed a bottle of wine.
I learned the family history, where the lodge came from, the town's
history, and what kind of fish were in the lake.  Tammy and Scott finally
went to bed and I sat there for a bit longer with Jackie and Denny.

"We're glad to have you here." Jackie said.

"Thanks.  I'm glad I stopped here.  This is a real nice place, the kind of
place that I'd want to come back to." I complemented.

"Thank you.  We appreciate that." Jackie smiled.

"Logan, I'm not sure how to ask this, so....could you be with Scott and
teach him what he doesn't know?" Denny asked, embarrassed.

"I will.  It's up to him to ask me what he doesn't know.  I hope you've
taught him as much as you were able to." I said.

"I think we have." Jackie said.

"Good.  That's important.  He's learned things by watching the two of you
being together.  Scott tells me the two of you are very close.  That's the
best positive example of what it means to be together.  He sees that, and
his desire to have a serious relationship had been because of what he sees
in the both of you.  Parents don't always realize that they are sending
thier kids messages through their actions and how they interact with their
spouses." I stated.

"I love my wife, Logan.  I want my kids to see that and to learn from
watching us together.  Actions speak louder than words.  My Father taught
me that." Denny said.

"I love my husband in more ways than I can count.  He's everything to me.
I feel wonderful when I'm with him." Jackie said, hugging him.

"Scott sees that and he wants a lover to be close to.  I get the feeling
that there's more for him to learn first.  If he asks questions, would you
mind if I answered them?" I asked.

"Please.  Sooner or later, he will have a lover.  He will need to know all
he can to be a good lover." Jackie answered.

"Then I will do my best." I nodded.

They stood and said good night and went to bed.  I sat next to the pool for
another hour drinking and thinking.  I went into the kitchen and put the
empty bottle into the trash can and walked past the linen supply.  On an
impulse, I went in there and found an oversized towel.  Going back to the
pool, I observed how private it appeared to be.  The only was to see in was
to either walk in, or look out a window.  At one in the morning, I
seriously doubted that anyone would be looking out a window.  Besides, it
was real warm enough to go into the pool.  I took off my clothes and got
into the pool.  Lucky for me I was wearing a fiberglass cast, so I didn't
have to worry about getting it wet.  The warm water felt good on my naked
body.  I was relaxing and wasn't aware of someone coming into the pool
area.

"How's the water?" a voice asked.

I froze, not knowing what to do.

"Just me, Logan.  Couldn't sleep." Scott said when I looked.

"Damn, Scott, you scared me." I huffed.

"Sorry, didn't mean to." he grinned.

Scott pulled his shorts off and I finally got my first real look at his
penis.  Scott slipped into the pool and smiled.

"Oh, boy." he sighed.  "This feels good.  I know i'll sleep better now."

"You do this often?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah.  I've never been caught.  I only do this when everyone is
asleep." he said.

I watched the boy swim the length of the pool, his muscular body moving
through the water, barely disturbing it.  His body was so fine to look at.
Scott obviously worked out on a regular basis.  He finally joined me in the
shallow end of the pool.

"Ah, just what I needed." he sighed, sitting on the step next to me.

"That's good.  I'm feeling better myself." I said.

Looking into the boy's eyes, I saw the question there.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes.  There's so much more I need to know about....sex and relationships.
Would you....show me?" he whispered.

"Okay." I nodded.

We got out of the pool and I tool my time and dried his body.  Then I held
his shorts open and pulled them up onto him.  I got back into my jeans and
carried the rest of my clothes back up to my room.  After locking my door,
I looked into his face.

"Are you okay?" I asked, seeing the funny look on his face.

"Yes.  I'm okay....just a little nervous.  I've never done anything with a
man before." he answered, sighing.

"It's okay to be nervous." I reassured him.

After getting the shower going, I opened a beer and took a drink, then gave
Scott the can.  He took a drink, then set it down on the table.  I smiled
at him, then led him into the bathroom.  I opened his shorts and took them
off him.  His cock had gotten erect.  He turned red with embarrassement.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about.  I've got one too." I said.

Scott pulled my jeans down and off me and saw that I was telling the truth.
I smiled at him as he stepped into the shower.  I closed the door behind
me, then faced Scott.  He stood underneath the water, getting wet.  We
changed places and I got wet.  Turning off the water, I dripped a little
shampoo in his hair.  Having my left hand out of action crippled me.  I had
to use my right hand for everything.  I washed his short red hair first.
Then I started to wash his body with liquid soap.  I prefer liquid soap, it
works so much better.  I started with his neck.  My wet soapy hand glided
around his neck, finding and tickling the sensitive spots.

"Oh." the boy moaned, reacting to the touches.

I moved on down to his big chest, taking my time to touch and trace the
muscles there.  I discovered the boy's nipples.  Scott Edison had big
nipples, the size of copper dollars.  They were slightly plump, but they
were definetly aroused.  I touched each one, pulling on them gently.  I
played with them for a moment or two.  The youngster clearly was in heat.

"Logan, that's so...so...it...so..." he groaned.

I moved my hand to his stomach, touching and feeling the hard muscle there.
I traced each one with a finger.  I touched every inch of his torso,
feeling, caressing, fondling, and teasing his sensitive spots.  I gently
ran my fingertips down each side, making him jump.

"Logan!  Oh...." Scott moaned, really in heat.

There was no doubt in my mind that he would remember this night for the
rest of his life.  I turned him around and he wrapped his arms around me.
My fingers strayed into the cleft of his nicely shaped ass.  He lifted a
leg and rested it on the side of the tub.  I got my finger down to his
button and so very lightly grazed it with a finger tip.  He clutched me
hard, moaning.  I was sorely tempted to push my finger into his ass, but
decided to wait for another time.  I started to rub his back like normal,
then slowly went to my fingertips, turning it erotic.  I knew that I was
taking him to a whole new level of pleasure.  I pulled him away from me,
then got a bit more soap and started to feel his seven inches.  I didn't
have to guess, I knew.  I stroked his hard penis for a moment or two, then
moved down to his big balls.  I tickled the bottom of each one, making him
moan.  They were smooth and hairless, a joy to feel.  I noticed a little
red hair around his cock and underneath his arms.  I assumed that he was
just starting to grow the hair.  Scott was starting to mature.  I took his
tool in my hand, feeling the blood pulse there.

"Scott, you have a beautiful body.  So well built.  It's a great pleasure
to touch you and to feel your magnificent body.  What I like the most is
this nice piece of you that I'm holding.  I'm gonna pleasure it right now."
I whispered into his ear.

I began to masturbate the boy and he groaned in pleasure.  Scott was
pressing himself against me, wiggling his wet soapy ass against me.  I
loved getting him off.  I stroked it slow at first, my hand moving up and
down his erect seven inches.  Scott was reacting, rubbing his wet soapy
body against me and voicing his pleasure.

"Faster...squeeze...fast." he panted.

I did, slowly building up the speed and pressure on his member, until my
hand was flying up and down his shaft.  Scott got a lot more active,
pressing himself harder against me.

"Logan...cum...going...gotta...cum...I'm...oh...oh...I'm cummming!" he
wailed, a long stream of white sperm coming out og his jerking cock.

Scott shivered all the way through his ejaculation.  The boy collapsed
against me once I had milked his cock dry.

"Oh, man." he whispered, leaning against me.

I let him lean against me while I rinsed the soap off him.  Scott sat on
the edge of the tub as I finished my shower.  We got out and I dried his
body off after I dried off.  I led him to the bed and he quickly curled up
on my right side, draping his arm across my chest and a leg between mine.
He went to sleep right away and I watched his face soften up and assume the
features of a sleeping child.  I could feel his breath slow down untill
they were light puffs on my chest.  I leaned down, kissed him on the cheek,
then went to sleep.



	When I woke the next morning, the clock said seven fourty-five.
Scott hadn't moved from his position.  I very carefully slipped out of bed.
Pulling on shorts and a shirt, I took his room key and went to his room.  I
wanted to see that list of firsts again.

"Been masturbating since he was little, first sperm after ninth birthday,
first hair before eleventh birthday, first jack off from another boy was
Feb.94, first blow job June 94.  He hasn't had much sexual experience." I
thought to myself.

Well, I was going to change that.  I got back to my room and put his key
back into his shorts, then got back into bed and held him close to me.
Scott mumbled something, then went back to sleep.  I thought of my previous
lovers.  Lee had been the first.  I had met him the summer I was fourteen.
He saved me from a bad home life and living on the streets.  My parents had
found out that I was gay and they gave me a real hard time about it before
they threw me out of the house.  I loved them and it hurt me so bad when
they did that.  For the month after Lee found me, I was so depressed.  I
was very emotional and I cried a lot.  Lee and his family helped me the
best they could.  Going through the court over where I was supposed to go,
the judge had flipped when my parents told him why they threw me out.  It
was decided that I was to live with Lee's family.  Once I realized that
they loved me and Lee told me that he was gay, life got a whole lot better.
Naturally Lee and I became lovers.  He taught me so much, loved me so much
and cared about me so much.  I loved him and his family.  I've learned so
much about life, love, and myself.  I'm still learning things about myself
and will keep on doing so until the day I die.  Scott is still young.  He's
still got a whole lot more growing up to do.  Something tells me that he
will turn out to be a fine man someday.  If I give him a push in the right
direction, the effort and the time I've spent with him would be well worth
it.  If sex happens between us, great!  If not, that's okay too.  The main
thing was that I've listened to him and helped him when he needed it.  Lee
and I had spent a lot of our time talking about all kinds of things.  We
discovered things that were important to us, like school, life, future
jobs, our relationship, and what our future together could be like.  He
taught me how to be a good lover, to know when to give pleasure, when to
touch at the right time.  I had been afraid to have him inside of me for
the first time, so he had me do it to him.  I really can't describe what it
was that I was feeling in those minutes that I was inside of Lee, but it
was fantastic!  I loved the feelings that I got when we made love to each
other.  I knew he loved me then, I know he still does now.  There are times
when I can feel his spirit close to me.  I feel he guides me to places and
to boys who need love.We really had a beautiful relationship.  After Lee,
I've met and slept with a few boys.  I taught them of love's pleasures, and
they learned well.  A lot of these boys had good homes and loving parents,
all they wanted was to experience sex.  Some of them lived with their Moms
and never saw their Dads again.  Not only did I love them, I got them
involved with the local big brothers programs.  Some of these boys found
their long term lovers there.  I felt real good about helping them.



	Scott was waking up, bringing me back to reality.  I watched him
stretch his nude body, then saw his green eyes open and look at me.  He had
the most beautiful green eyes that I'd ever seen They were one of the most
erotic parts of him.

"Morning, Logan." he whispered.

"Morning to you, Scott." I said.

He slipped into my arms and kissed me on the mouth.  I returned the kiss,
gently sucking his lips into my mouth.

"Oh, I like that." he sighed in pleasure.

"Glad you do." I said, smiling.  "There's even more pleasures I could show
you."

"I can't wait!" he said excitedly.

I laughed, watching him get up and use my bathroom.  When he came back to
the bed, I had his shorts open for him to step into.  I pulled them up and
zipped them closed.

"It's eight!  I gotta be downstairs right now!" Scott yelped.

"I'll meet you there!" I called after him as he went out the door and raced
down the hall.

I relaxed in bed a bit longer, then got up and dressed.  I smelled coffee
as I got off the elevator.

"Here's a cup of coffee for you, Logan." Scott said as I walked up to the
counter.

I took the cup from him and took a sip.  It was perfect, just the way I
liked it.

"Did you want some, Scott?" I asked.

"I already had some.  Thanks." the boy replied.

I stretched out on the couch and watched Scott walk back into the kitchen
in back.  He returned a moment later with soup bowls and a box of cereal.

"I'm gonna have cereal for breakfast.  Want a bowl?" he asked me.

"Sure.  What do you have here?" I questioned.

"Corn flakes." was his reply.

We ate in silence, each one of us busy with our thoughts.

Scott looked at me and smiled.  "Thanks for last night.  I really enjoyed
it.  I slept real good after."

"You're welcome, Scott.  But there's a lot more to come.  You will get to
experience it all." I said.

"I know I will.  I've never been touched like that before.  It made me
feel....oh, I'm not sure what it made me feel, and I can't describe it
either.  But man, was it ever nice!  I never knew that sex could be that
terrific!" Scott exclaimed.

I nodded.  "It can be good and even better than good.  There's more that
I've yet to show you.  There's a lot more to love than sex.  It's being so
deep in love with the other person.  It's wanting to be close to your lover
all the time.  Wanting to do things with him, be it thingd he likes, or
things you like.  It's caring about him.  It's about supporting him in his
sad times, and laughing with him in his happy times.  It's whatever you
want the relationship to be.  When you two truly love each other, then the
sex that happens becomes a celebration of that love.  Sure, you're taking
your clothes off.  You're also taking a lot more than that off." I told
Scott.

"Like what?" he asked, clearly puzzled.

"Your problems." Denny said, appearing in front of Scott.

"Your worries and your cares." Jackie said.

"The you that people see in public." Tammy added.

"Definetly that." I agreed.  "When you do that, you're showing your lover
the inner person that's you.  You're sharing that with him.  You're giving
yourself to him, sharing your body with him.  The touches, kisses,
caresses, and gestures of pleasure that he does is his way of expressing
his love for you.  When you do these things, it leads to intercourse and it
binds the two of you together in that moment.  That's the best part of sex.
Your lover inside of you, then you inside your lover."

"That sounds so cool." Scott said.

"It is, son.  It's the high point of the lovemaking that happens for you
and your partner.  Like your Mom and me." Denny sat down behind the counter
and continued.  "Your Mom and I loved each other so very much, that when we
did it eleven years ago, you were the result of our love.  We still love
each other very much, Scott.  We love you and Tammy very much."

"Being pregnant with you was a special time in our lives, Scott.  I carried
you for nine months.  As each day passed, I felt so much closer to you.  I
loved you a whole lot then, I still love you even more today.  You've grown
into the kind of son that I hoped you'd be." Jackie said.

"Every night lying in bed, I'd put my hand on your Mom's stomach thinking
that I could feel you moving inside of her.  The night you were born is one
that I will never forget.  I was the one who delivered you back here."
Denny smiled.  "You make me very pround of you, Scott."

"I disapointed you by being gay." said Scott.

"Don't you ever think that, Scott.  That's not true at all.  We loved you
from the moment you were born, all the way up to now.  Why should we stop
loving you because you're different?" Jackie said, getting angry.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Scott said softly.

"You're growing into a fine young man, and I'm proud of you.  You make me
happy, son." she said, hugging him.

Scott smiled.  "I love you, Mom and Dad." he said, returning the hugs.



	I felt real good inside.  This is what families should be all
about.  Everyone supporting the other, especially in bad times.  There
could never be any bad times in the Edison Family.  They were too close
together to let anything bad happen.  A Mom and Dad who love thier children
unconditionally and with out hesitation makes a strong family.  It didn't
matter to Jackie and Denny that Scott was gay.  What mattered to them was
that he was their son and they loved him as much as he loved them.  I went
out and sat down on one of the couches and talk.  I thought of my own
family in Southern California, the ones in San Diego who threw me out of
their home because I was gay.  I hated them for a long time because of
that.  I never understood their reasons for doing that.  They had said that
I was "sinning" for being gay.  Even the priests at the Catholic Church
where they went called me that as well.  In Lee's family, I found love,
caring, and respect.  They all loved me and cared about me.  They took me
into their home and into their lives.  Lee became my lover, and he taught
me all about love, sex, and being a couple more by example than sitting me
down and talking about it.  I loved him then, I still do now.



	It turned into a busy day.  Four families checked in and I helped
out the best I could.  After they got settled in, I helped Denny with
repairs around the place.  We did a lot of talking while we worked.

"Scott really seems to like you, Logan." Denny observed.

"Perhaps he sees something in me that he likes." I stated.

"Maybe he does.  I think that's great." Denny said, reaching a wrench that
fell on the floor.

I nodded.  "Am I to....encourage this friendship between us?"

"Please." Denny replied.  "His Mom and I think that he would learn what he
wants to know and should know, about his chosen lifestyle from someone who
knows."

"I know I had to learn when I was fourteen." I said, my mind going back to
the nights spent with Lee.  "Had to, because of how I was getting involved
with my friend.  He taught me what I know now.  He took his time and was
patient with me."

"That's good." Denny nodded.  "That's how it should be in all
relationships.  Taking the time to learn from each other."

"Lee, my friend, taught me more by examples rather than sitting me down and
teling me all the things.  We did those things, too.  His family got
involved and they all taught me what it means to be a family.  My own
family disowned me." I sighed.

"I'm sorry." Denny said, putting his hand on my shoulder.  "I feel for you.
Every one should have the support of their family, even if they're on their
own."

Just then we heard a noise from behing the huge cooler behind us.  Denny
sighed, and put his wrench down.

"Damn.  I think we got mice in here again." he said.  "Be right back."

He sneaked off and went around the cooler system that we had been working
on.  I heard the noise again, but it sounded more like some one laughing.

"I caught the mouse!" Denny laughed, lifting a laughing Scott.

"Damn!  That's a big one!" I laughed, watching them interact together like
fathers and sons should be.

I was happy that they had a solid relationship with each other.  I think
it's important for all fathers to have a close relationship with their
sons.  For that matter, I think that all parents should have a close
relationship with their kids.  Then maybe this world would be a better
place to live in.

"What's up, Logan?" Scott asked.

"Oh, not a whole lot.  I think we're close to getting this monster to run.
Taking a lot longer than we planned on." I answered.

Scott grinned.  "Hang in there, Logan.  You'll make it happen."

The way he was smiling at me got me hot and horny, I would have given
anything to drape him over one of the fat pipes and do him right then and
there.  Denny had his attention somewhere else, so I settled for kissing
him on his soft lips.  Scott smiled again afterwards.  With Scott's help,
we finally got the coolers up and running, so now the lodge was being air
conditioned.

"Thanks, son.  That was the solution we needed." Denny said moments later,
standing in the lobby.

"It seemed like that was the problem for sure, Dad." Scott said, nodding
his head.

"Well, it turned out to be the right one." Denny said.  "Now I won't have
to call the repair man."

"That's one headache you don't need." I commented, sipping an ice cold
soda.

"Right about that!" Denny laughed.

"Hey, Dad!  The couple in twenty eight are yelling about the plumbing
again!" Scott called from the counter.

Denny sighed.  "Okay, I'm on my way."

He left the lobby and I walked behind the counter.  Scott was working on
the papers again.  I watched him for a bit.  His face was beautiful to look
at.  The features were on the soft side.  His face to me was the most
sensuous part of him.  His green eyes were the most beautiful color I'd
ever seen.  Lee's Grandfather had once told me that a person's eyes were
the windows to a person's soul and inner being.  I know this to be true,
Scott had had the kind of dreamy sensuous eyes that seemed to go on
forever.  I had seen desire in his eyes in the pool as we swam together
that night.  I know that he had enjoyed what I did to him in the shower.
Now I see love and affection in his eyes when he looks at me.  That moves
me more than I'll ever realize.  I thought I knew what love was.  Lee had
taught me much, but Scott taught me all over again and even taught me that
it's possible to love again.  Scott looked up and saw me watching him.  He
smiled at me and I felth this warmth spread through me.  I felt so good
about knowing him.  When he went back to work, I noticed that he was
squinting at the papers.

"Scott, is something wrong?" I asked, suddenly concerned.

"I'm having a little trouble reading these papers." Scott admitted.

"Does everything appear fuzzy?" Jackie asked, having heard.

"Yes, Mom.  It's been happening for quite awhile lately." Scott said.

"Let the papers go, son.  We'll take you over to Dr. Stevens." Denny said.
"Logan, do you mind watching things?"

"Be glad to." I answered, watching them leave.

I sat down behind the counter and picked up from where Scott left off.
Almost an hour later, I had everything done, even fixed a few errors.
After leaving the papers on the desk, I sat down in front of the tv and
channel surfed until I found a music channel.  I watched it, but my mind
was on Scott.

"Hi, Logan." Tammy said, sitting down next to me.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked.

Tammy seemed like a nice lady.  She was twenty one, majoring in hotel
management according to Scott.

"Not much.  Are they back yet?" she asked.

"No.  I'm starting to worry.  I'm hoping it's nothing too serious." I
replied.

"So do I." Tammy agreed.

"Got a boyfriend?" I asked.

"Yes, and he's coming over tonight.  We're going out." she replied.  "I
want to thank you for being a friend to my brother.  I love him and I want
the best for him."

"Thanks.  Scott is a great kid and I know that he will be a good man
someday." I said.

"That's something I already know.  But you're teaching him things that Mom
and Dad couldn't, because they don't know what to say." Tammy stated,
getting serious.

"Your folks have already stated their concerns to me in regards to Scott's
sexual identity.  He's at the age now where he's beginning to be sexually
active.  He's made the decision to be gay, because that's the direction his
hormones have taken him.  It's in his genes." I stated.

Tammy nodded.  "I've seen that study.  Think there's any truth to it at
all?"

"Anything is possible these days, Tammy.  I don't doubt that study at all,
because the guy worked so hard at it." I said.

Just then, Scott and his parents walked in.

"How did it go?" I asked.

"Scott needs glasses." Jackie replied.  "They've been ordered.  He has
astigmatisim."

"Could have been worse.  Glad it wasn't.  I'll have them in a few days."
Scott said.

"You're taking time off, son." Denny said.

"Okay, Dad.  I will.  Just be careful with the papers." Scott agreed
reluctantly, sighing.

I followed Scott up to his room.  Once inside, I stood behind him and
wrapped my arms around his fine chest.  He smiled up at me and I smiled
down at him.  I sat down on his bed and he moved up between my legs and
leaned forward to kiss me.  I felt his soft moist lips on mine, sucking on
them gently.  Scott stepped back a moment, taking his shoes and socks, then
lifting his shirt off and over his head.

"Oh, what a fine chest!" I groaned, feeling a strong desire for the boy,
wanting to pleasure him.

Scott slowly undressed, exposing more of his naked body for me.  He grinned
at me as he stroked his cock a few times, making it erect..  He got onto
the bed next to me.  He unbuttoned my shirt, then took it off me.  Scott
took his sweet time undressing me, enjoying himself the whole time.  He sat
on my lap facing me, his legs wrapped around my waist.  One arm was around
my neck, while the other hand stroked my chest.  We kissed again.  I would
never get tired of this boy's sweet kisses.  I started to make love to him,
exploring his smooth body with fingers, hands, lips, and mouth.  Scott had
closed his eyes and was really enjoying the pleasures that I was doing to
him.  I got down to his big seven inches and moved my tongue around the
base, making him jump.

"Oh, Logan!  That's so nice!" he breathed.

Scott was really in heat and I continued down below his magnificent cock.
I licked at the boy balls, feeling the slight hairs on my tongue there.
Otherwise, he was still almost hairless, except for the bit of hair around
his cock.  I licked the bit of skin that was between his balls and the
young rose.  I could see it twitch in anticipation.  I lightly licked at
the opening, and Scott reacted to that.

"Oh, man!" he exclaimed.  I started to seriously lick it, moving my tongue
around the outer edge and working my way in.  I pushed my tongue into it
and up into it as far as I could.  The boy lay there completely still,
breathing hard.  I flicked my tongue in and out of his pink rose, really
enjoying this rare treat.  I stopped and let the boy stretch out his legs
again.  I took hold of his cock and slowly slid it into my mouth.  The
young cock quivered in my hand as it went into my warm wet mouth.  By now
Scott was completely relaxed, enjoying what I was doing.  I managed to get
the youngster's seven inches into my mouth.  I could feel his pubic hairs
tickle my nose.  Scott sighed, feeling real good having his cock in my
mouth.  I started to move up and down on it, sucking hard coming off it,
then wiggling my tongue against the shaft as I went back down on it.  The
boy writhed on the bed, making noises of pleasure.  I created a better
suction on it, going up and down on it faster with each stroke.

"Oh...Logan...yes...I'm...going...cum...can't...hold back...I gotta...cum!"
he whimpered.

Scott unloaded his young cream into my mouth and I swallowed as fast as I
could, then held the last few drops of his sweet cream in my mouth as I
tickled his sensitive spots He went bananas, jumping all over the place.
Boy, talk about getting crazy!  Scott did, groaning.  He twitched on the
bed like he was getting crazy.  I finally let him relax, and he shivered.
Scott let out a contented sigh and snuggled up to me as I pulled the sheets
over us.  He laid his head onto my left shoulder and wrapped his naked body
around mine.  I could feel his still moist cock against my bare leg.  I
could feel his soft breath on my chest as he went to sleep.  I held the boy
close to me and thought of how I found my comfort in the arms of a boy who
once loved me.

"Scott, my sweet Scott, if you only knew how much I enjoyed doing you.  I
love you." I whispered into his ear.

I relaxed and fell asleep in moments.



	Scott's phone woke us up.  I sat up and rubbed my eyes as I
listened to Scott talk to his Dad.  I glanced at his clock.  It said five
thirty in the afternoon.  I stretched and yawned then gently caressed
Scott's cheek.  He smiled at me after he hung up.

"Hey." he said.

"Hey, Scott." I replied.

We got out of bed and went into the bathroom and pissed into the toilet.  I
dressed Scott afterwards.

"Did you like what I did?" I questioned Scott.

"Yes.  I've gotten my cock sucked before by other boys, but you did it so
much better than they did.  The majority of them just held it in their
mouths and only two of them actually did anything.  Now that I think about
it, you're really the first one to suck me off." Scott commented.

"Thanks, Scott.  I'm glad you approve of my technique.  It's not so hard to
suck cock, just do it in the way that you will think that will please your
lover." I told him.

"I wanna try it on you tonight in bed,Logan." Scott said.

"Okay.  But don't worry about trying to get it right.  It took me some time
to get the hang of doing it. " I said.

I finished dressing Scott and he dressed me, getting great enjoyment out of
tucking my cock into my briefs.  We joined everyone at the table, finding
out that Tammy had cooked one of her favorite dishes.  I watched them all
interact with each other and I wondered why my family never did that.  I
know that Lee and his family did every night.  Lee called it a way to
exchange ideas and opinions.  I felt out of place here, a stranger invading
their home.  But I had a mission to help Scott seriously explore his
sexuality.  What he had done with other boys was just playing around.  I
was to be his first serious relationship and certainly not the last.  I
needed to teach him how to be a good lover, what being in a relationship
was about, and more.  Scott was learning alot already, but he had a lot
farther to go.  I was confident that he would learn.



	Scott sneaked into my bed that night.  He lay with me in his usual
manner.  He liked to lay on my right side.  He would lie on his left side,
his right arm around my chest, and his right leg in between mine.  I felt
real good about having his warm body next to mine.  It was a joy.

"Logan, I really liked what you did to me this afternoon.  That was the
best feeling I ever had." Scott said.

I nodded.  "That's great, Scott.  Maybe because nobody's ever done it to
you like I did.  Don't worry, there will be plenty more times and there's a
lot more pleasures for you to experience."

"I can't wait!" Scott exclaimed.

He tickled a few of my sensitive spots, making me jump.

"Easy, Scott!" I exclaimed, moving quick.

"Gotcha good, didn't I ?" he gloated.

"Yeah, you did.  There are a few places on a person's body where they are
very sensitive to touches.  You will find all of mine in time.  The ting to
know is that there might be different spots on other people.  You'll find
that my spots might not work on the next person you make love to.  The best
part is finding out what pleases your lover." I told him.

Scott grinned.  "Well, I know yours!"

He tickled me again and I could feel pleasure run through me.

"Oh, Scott, that's good." I sighed.

The boy kept going touching me everywhere.  His fingertips lightly brushing
across my skin.  I was really feeling good I had the strong desire to fuck
him, but it was too soon for that.  I started caressing him, giving him an
idea of how I was feeling.  I did the best I could with my right hand, the
left still in the cast.  I loved feeling his smooth skin on my fingers.  I
wondered what he was feeling at the moment.  I moved my hand across his
round hip to his ass cheeks.  They were perfectly shaped, not too big, a
little on the slim side.  I liked boy ass that way.  I decided to get an
instant camera so I could get pictures of Scott.  That would be fun.  I
couldn't wait!  I slowly brushed my fingertips down the length of his
spine, from the base of his neck to the top of the cleft of his ass.  He
shivered the whole time I did that.

"Logan, oh man!" he exclaimed.  "That's....so cool."

I did it again, going from his ass to his neck, doing it even slower.
Scott went bananas.

"Oh!" Scott cried, shivering even more.

I had him on the edge again, and I knew it.  I rolled him over onto his
back.  He was hard, his penis very erect.  I could see the blood veins
pulse and it seemed to me like Scott's cock had taken on a life of it's
own.  I used a finger to gently brush the skin of the boy's penis.  He
closed his eyes, breathing hard as his body jerked.  He pressed his hands
against my shoulders Now I took his erect shaft into my hand and started to
pleasure the boy.  He groaned, letting go of my shoulders and shivered.  I
pleasured him slow and easy, until his hips were making the fucking motion.
I increased my grip and speed on his cock.

"Ah...oh...yes...Logan, I'm...cum...gotta...going to...cum!" he cried, his
hips jerking and then a long white stream of sperm came out of the boy's
cock.

It splashed onto his abdomen, chest, my hand, and knuckles.  Scott kept
cumming in bursts, shivering and moaning the whole time.  Finally he
relaxed and I looked at him.  The sperm lay on his body like pearls on
cloth.  I grinned and then started licking it off Scott.  I even licked the
sensitive spots, especially around his cock.  The results were spatacular.

"Oh!" Scott cried, eyes going wide and sitting up.

I had to hold him down until I had licked him clean.  He finally calmed
down after five minutes.  I went into the bathroom and dampened a
washcloth, then came back out.  By this time Scott was completely relaxed
and on the verge of going to sleep.  I wiped his body off so he wouldn't
feel sticky.  I tossed the cloth back into the sink and then crawled back
into bed with my young lover.  Scott didn't waste time snuggling up to me.
He fell asleep while I rubbed his back.  I watched him sleep for a long
time, wondering how he was feeling about the lovemaking we were doing.
I've had sex with a few boys since going on the road.  All of them loved
the pleasures I gave and taught them.  These boys were special to me, but
Scott was far more special to me than the others.  I really was in lovelove
with Scott.  He was a very unique person.  Sure he had a family that loved
him, but he wasstill searching for the answers to the confusing questions
of his emerging sexuality.  He was gay, he knew that beyond a shadow of a
doubt, but he didn't really know what it was all about.  There was no doubt
in my mind that I had come along at the right time to be his friend,
teacher, and lover.  That had been the case with Lee and me.  He found me
going through the trash can looking for food.  I ran into his backyard,
scared.  He got me calmed down and convinced me to follow him into his
house.  He gave me a sandwich and soup.  Then he led me into his bathroom
and gave me a bath.  He even gave me some of his own clothes to wear.  I
never left after that.  I met his family that night after I woke up.  I
told them my story and Lee's father had gotten angry.  They couldn't
understand how a family could disown their son for being gay.  In the first
six months, I learned to trust them.  Lee and I slowly got to know each
other.  We didn't have any sex then.  Lee decided to wait for the right
time.  The first time with Lee was one night when I had gone into his
private shower.  He had gotten in with me and he had pleasured me in ways
that I had never had imagined.  He held me close to him in his bed
afterwards as I cried on his shoulder.  I wanted to learn everything right
then and there, but he got me relaxed and said that there would be plenty
of time.  Each new pleasure was better than the last.  He had a way of
touching me that made me hyper.  When I fucked him for the first time, I
could feel that glorious moment of ejaculation for days afterwards.  When
he did it to me for the first time in my life, I felt like I had become a
part of him.  We were so close.  I had hoped that we would be together for
a long time.  I knew his family had money, but I didn't care.  Lee was all
I wanted, besides the need to be loved, cared about, and wanted.  Lee's
family filled that need for me.  Lee filled the void in my life by loving
me.  I miss him terribly.  I will never forget him, or his love, and what
he did for me.  I will never forget his family, and how they taught me how
to live, and how kind they were to me.  They were great people, people who
truly loved me when my own family didn't.  I've often wondered what would
happen if I ran into my old family again.  Only fate can answer that one.



	I woke up the next morning.  Scott had left already.  I assumed he
had gone down to breakfast and help open the place.  I relaxed for a bit,
thinking of nothing in particular.  The image of Scott's naked body next to
mine came back into my mind.  His young body excited me.  I knew every inch
of his body intimately.  I had taken him to new levels of pleasure he'd
never thought possible.  There was just one more thing for him to learn,
one last pleasure for him to discover, or was it?  The next lover he was
destined to have could take him to a whole new level of pleasure.  I
sighed, wondering how to approach him on the subject of male intercourse.
I decided to enter his room with the master key unless he had installed a
private lock on his door.  Having made that decision, I got up and dressed.
I found the master key in the office, but it didn't work.  I considered my
next move.  I could try and pick his pocket and take his key and copy it.
I found him in the gym.  His shorts were on the floor next to the door of
the sauna Wished I was in there with him!  I took his key, copied it, put
the original back in his shorts, and ran to his room.  Finding his sex
book, I saw the most recent entry was last night.  It read first real blow
job.  I smiled at that.  I read what he wrote of his fears of being fucked
by me.  I decided to talk to him first and let him do me first, to give him
the idea of what it was like.  I left his room after putting the book back.
I was standing at his door when he came out of the elevator.

"Hey, Logan!" he chirped.  "Looking for me?"

I looked into his smiling face.  "Yes I was, but you found me!"

Scott laughed as he opened his door.  I followed him in.

"I had a workout in the gym this morning.  Mind if I have a shower?" he
asked.

"No, go right ahead." I said, pulling his t-shirt off him.

I got down on my knees and pulled his shorts off, then his green briefs.
His cock came to attention and I kissed it.  Scott giggled, then went into
the shower.  I listened as he splashed around in there.  He came out
dripping wet, so I picked up his towel and dried him off completely.  He
sat down on his couch naked, and opened a soda for himself and me.  I gazed
at his nude body and marveled at how well developed he was.  The sun coming
through the blinds striped his body.  Scott moved a leg, providing me with
a better view of his boyish assetts.  I smiled as I looked at his large
genitals.  For being eleven years old, Scott was very endowed.  He would
certainly make his future lovers happy.  I should say this, that a boy's
cock size shouldn't really matter at all.  If he can get pleasure from it,
and it fits inside of his lover, then it works.  What determines cock size
is what his genetics code says what it will be.  So another boy Scott's age
could be four foot two and very skinny and has a cock four inches long.
That's the way it is.  Scott finished his soda and got up to open the
blinds.  The sun really came in now and he laid down on the bed next to me.

"I like to get a tan this way.  Can't do this by the pool, can't go up on
the roof, and I don't get out to the lake as much as I want to.  So I do it
this way." he said.

I had noticed that he had a complete tan for the first time he had gotten
naked for me.  No tan lines, either!

"Don't want any white spots on me." he laughed.

Scott was right.  I got out of my clothes and stretched out on his bed next
to him.  The warm sun did feel good all over.  I noticed that Scott had
dozed off.  It wasn't long before I did too.  I dreamed of both of us
together, making love.  He had his body wrapped around mine and he was
kissing me.  The dream seemed so real.  When I woke up, Scott had turned
over and had his hand cupping my cock and balls.  His hand felt good there.
I didn't move, not wanting to break the contact.  I slept for another hour.
Scott's phone woke me up and Scott sat up and talked to his Dad.  I didn't
pay attention to what was said, because it was none of my business.  I went
into his bathroom and when I came out, Scott was sitting on his couch.  I
sat down next to him.  He leaned against me and I could feel his warm body
next to mine.  I put my arms around him.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Just thinking, Logan." he said.  "What if my Dad refused to accept my
being gay?"

"I can tell you that from experience that it's not a pleasant scene." I
said, remembering.  "Your Mom has a crying fit, Dad yells at you, and the
both of them tell you that you're sick, that you need help to be normal.
They lock you into your room at night after they make sure you don't have a
gay magazine hidden, they tie your hands to the bedposts, they have people
watch you at school, they drag you to shrinks, and so on.  Then they throw
you out of the house with just the clothes on your back, because you refuse
to stop being gay.  You're thirteen, your birthday is next month.  You have
nowhere to go.  It takes you six months to travel to the top of California
where you meet a friend.  He takes you into his home, life, and heart.
That's what happened to me, Scott."

"I'm sorry." Scott said.

"Me too.  Be very glad that your parents have accepted that you're gay.
You're their son, Scott.  They love you a whole lot.  Talk to them, share
your feelings with them.  Tell them what's on your mind.  Don't be afraid
to ask your questions about life or anything.  If they can't answer, then
they will help you find the answer." I stated.

"I consider myself real lucky to have great parents, Logan.  They're
everything that good parents should be." Scott said, snuggling up to me and
placing a hand on my chest.  "I know I can talk to them about anything and
they won't get hyper, like some parents do."

I felt his fingers curl around my adult member and I sighed.

"Parents are funny.  When they grow up, they promise themselves that they
won't nag their kids like their parents did to them over things like
grades, keeping your room clean, staying out of trouble, and so on.  But
when they do become parents, they do it.  But not all parents are the same.
There are some parents who don't give a shit what happens to you.  Then
there are those who really do care, like yours do, and they do everything
they can to give you a good life.  If you ever get the chance to be a
father, do it.  I know that I would.  For now, I like my life the way it
is." I said.

My fingers played with his hair, briefly touching his neck.  Scott sighed,
then kissed me on the cheek.  That made me feel good.

"You're a great guy, Logan.  I love you lots.  I've learned a lot from you
already and I know I've got one more lesson more to learn from you.  I will
learn it, too.  I just don't quite feel ready for that yet.  You won't get
mad if I asked if we could wait on that." Scott told me.  "I'm nervous
about....that, and I want....to discover....that with you first."

I put my arms around him again and hugged him "Scott, why should I get mad
at you?  Sure we can wait.  We can talk about it first if you want.  It's a
big step to take.  I'll tell you what you want to know.  When you're ready,
we'll take that step together.  You'll do it to me first, so you can
understand what it's like.  I can understand you're being nervous."

"You can?" Scott asked.

"Definetly.  When Lee, my first boyfriend, was teaching me sex, he didn't
push me into it.  He let me take my time with everything.  When it came
time for me to learn how to do it, I was real scared.  He had hugged me,
got me calmed down, and we sat there and talked about it, like we are now.
He told me what happens and how it was done.  He had me do it to him.  When
I got inside his ass, oh, the feelings were so....I don't know how to
describe the feelings, I know I felt them.  Afterwards, I broke down and
cried for a long time.  Lee held me the entire time.  When I felt ready, he
fucked me.  That was a whole new experience for me.  What I felt, was....so
incredible.  I loved him all over again" I said, smiling at the memory.

"How is it done?" Scott asked.

"After you're really aroused, I'll put a bit of KY on your cock and rub it
in." I began.

"What's KY?" Scott asked.

"It's a greaseless lubricant, designed for sexual intercourse.  It makes
entry easier for both partners.  Anyway, I lie on my back and you get on
top of me.  You put the tip of your cock at my rose and slowly push it into
me.  Once you're completely inside of me, you start to fuck me by moving
your cock in and out of me.  Don't come completely out, but just enough to
push back in.  You will have a come like you'll never experienced before.
Some guys will use condoms, others don't.  There's a danger that goes with
fucking without them.  That is because you could get disease from some one
who could be infected with AIDS, HIV, or some STD." I said.

"Did you use them with Lee?" Scott asked.

"Yes.  Lee and I used them for the first six months of our relationship,
until I was sure that I was clean.  After that, we never used them again.
I never cheated on him, he never cheated on me.  We loved each other that
much.  " I said.

"That's so cool." Scott smiled.

"I think so.  Love is that great." I smiled back.

"You mentioned testing.  How is that done?" Scott asked.

"A doctor or nurse takes a sample of your blood and sends it to a lab.  The
lad tests the blood sample and they can tell from there if you have it or
not and then the doctor will lecture you on being safe, like I'm doing now.
I still use them when I fuck, even though I know that I'm clean Especially
if there was any kind of doubt in my mind about the partner I'm with." I
said.

"Are you sure about me?" Scott asked.

I looked straight into his eyes.  "Yes.  Without a question.  I know you're
clean.  I've got that feeling about you."

"Thanks, Logan.  You've given me a lot to think about." he said.

"Good.  The more you know, the better prepared you'll be." I told Scott.

Scott knew that I was right.  He lay against me and his fingers roamed
through my chest hair.  I could smell the boy smells coming from his body.
I hugged him close to me.  I hoped that I was able to ease some of his
fears about being fucked.  Scott knew that I wouldn't push him into it.
When he's ready, he'll ask.



	We spent the night together in his room.  I was glad to have a warm
body next to me.  It made me feel real good.  Oh sure we had sex in his bed
and mine, but we really never slept together up till now.  We didn't do
anything sexual other than kissing and hugging and cuddling up to the
moment Scott fell asleep.  As he went to sleep, I could feel his breathing
slow down until it became tiny puffs of breath on my chest.  I closed my
eyes and dreamed of Lee and me together.  How he could stir up the passion
fires up inside of me!  The memory I was recalling was one of the times we
had sex in the backyard.  He had moved against me and then inside of me and
I urged him on until I felt him come inside of me.  That was a grand,
glorious feeling!  It was a whole lot more than that for me.  It was the
fact that someone loved me a whole lot and as willing to give me his heart.
Our relationship was the best thing that ever happened to me.  I still love
him deep down and I know that I still carry a piece of him deep down inside
of me.  Somehow I know that he knows that I love Scott and is having sex
with the boy, he still loves me.  All the boys that I ever had sex with are
special to me.  I have pictures of each one of them.  They were unique in
their own way and I loved them dearly.  I know that I broadened their
horizons considerbly.  Some of these boys had no fathers and I helped them.
I helped them get into the Big Brothers organazation where they found more
stable adult lovers.  One of my particular talents is photography.  I have
photographed some of the most interesting places in America and sold those
pictures to travel magazines.  Naturally I love to photograph boys and I've
sold those pictures to the book companies that specialize in pictures of
boys.  They sell so much better than the nature pictures!  Go figure.
Anyway, I want to photograph Scott being a normal boy, then create some
special pictures of him.  Lee and I did that once.  I still have them.  I
have a whole lot of great special memories of Lee.  I'll never let go of
them.



	I was the first to wake up the next morning.  Scott was lying on
his right side, his butt shoved up close to me.  I touched it, caressing
it.  His back was against my chest and his head was underneath my arm.  He
had one hand on mine, the other holding my genitals.  I wished I wasn't
wearing the cast, but it was coming off next month, thank God.  I kissed
the back of his neck, then the side of it.  Scott mumbled something, then
rolled over onto his back.  Now I could touch and caress his nice and
magnificent chest.  Scott really liked to work out.  I had watched him
workout the other day.  He had hoped to make the junior high football team
in September.  He was so serious about his workouts.  Well, all that hard
work certainly paid off for him.  He had real good muscle definition.  I
could trace the muscle lines through out his body.  I had to remember that
even though he was a big kid, he was still a young boy.  He was maturing
faster physically than emotionally.  Scott was a good kid.  He was smart,
funny, articulate, a caring person, had a great personality, and a good
heart.  There was lots more that I loved about him.  His life was good, his
future bright.  I watched his face for a moment.  He opened his eyes to see
me looking at him.

"Hi." he said.

"Morning, Scott." I said.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Not a whole lot, Scott Haven't been downstairs yet." I answered him,
kissing his cheek.

"Okay.  I'll be back in a moment." he said, getting out of bed.

I watched him walk into the bathroom and start the water for the shower.  I
joined him after using the toilet.  I washed his body like usual.  I
enjoyed that and I know he did, too.  Scott told me that he loved being
touched by me.  I loved touching him, too.  After the shower and dressing
each other, we went down to the lobby.  It was quiet at the moment and I
saw Jackie behind the counter.

"Hello, guys!" she said, smiling.

"Good morning." I said.  "How's things?"

"So far so good.  Just had another family check in." she said.

"Great!  More business for you folks." I grinned.

"There's a possibility that we will have a group of people staying here for
two weeks.  We will need all the rooms to accommodate them.  Is there a
chance that you could....stay with Scott?" she whispered.

"Sure, if that's no problem with you and Denny." I said quietly.

"No, it's not.  We....already discussed that." she said, blushing.

"I'll do it.  Thanks.  You folks really are great." I smiled.  "I'll move
my stuff later."



	Well, I ended up staying for the rest of the summer.  A majority of
our comversations took place at night in our bed.  The days were spent
around the lodge and the town.  We continued to be intimate, having sex
about twice a week.  Scott and I grew very close.  Somehow, I guess that
Scott's parents knew that we were having sex on a regular basis.  They
never said anything, though.  They were great people.  The doctor called
that afternoon that I was to move into Scott's room.  Scott and his parents
went to get his glasses and I moved my things into his room while Tammy sat
downstairs.  Scott had given me his key so I could get in.  I didn't tell
him of the key that I had made from his.  I sat on the couch in his room
and read what he wrote in the sex book.  He mentioned his fears of being
hurt when I was to get into him.  Scott had decided to go for it.  He
wanted to do it to me first.  I left my new test results on his bed.  I've
always felt that lovers should be honest with each other, especially when
it came to this.  AIDS and HIV is a very serious business and should never
be treated lightly.  As a gay man, I feel a responsibility to protect my
partners as well as myself.  As a boy lover, I feel a responsibility to not
only protect my younger partners, but to teach them how to be responsible
themselves and insist the adult partners use a condom everytime the man
fucks the boy.  I have one exception to that rule.  If the two lovers have
been together for a long time and they have tested clean at least twice and
they are faithful to each other, then they can go without the condoms.
Otherwise they sould be used at all times during intercourse.  There are
two problems here.  One, the boy usually doesn't tell anyone that he's
having sex with a man for fear of the police finding out and destroying the
loving consentual relationship.  Two, the condom makers don't make condoms
for smaller sized cocks.  So these boys really run the risk of getting
something when they perform intercourse on their older lovers.  I believe
that these companies should make condoms for the younger boys, but knowing
the American government, that would never happen.



	I went back down to the lobby aftersettling down in Scott's room.
I didn't want to leave Tammy alone too long.  When I came up to the
counter, she wasn't there.

"Tammy?" I called, concerned.

When she didn't answer, I reached into my boot for the .380 auto I carry
for protection.  I don't like to fight people.  I much rather be friends.
But there are people in this world who insist on trying to take from you
things that you've worked so hard for and there are those who get their
kicks from hurting and killing people for no rhyme or reason.  Sad, isn't
it?  I walked behind the counter, calling her again.  The moment I heard a
noise from behind me, I spun around fast, pointing the gun in that
direction.  It was Tammy.

"Oh, hell!" I exclaimed as she gasped in surprise.  "I'm sorry!"

"I'm okay, no harm done." she said.  "I just needed to use the bathroom.
You just surprised me."

I put the gun back into the boot, then got coffee for both of us.  I sat
down on the couch.

"I carry for protection.  I meet some wierd people out on the road
sometimes." I explained.

She nodded.  "So does my boyfriend.  He's a security officer.  He's moving
into my room this summer.  We're getting married this fall." she told me.

"That's great!  I'm happy for you.  I wish you luck." I said.

"I see you've helped to keep the paperwork straight." Tammy said, sipping
coffee.

"I've tried.  Your Mom does a fair job." I said.

I started channel surfing when she stood up and went back behind the
counter.  At that moment, Scott walked in with his folks behind him.  I
shut the tv off and stood up.

"Hey!  Those look good on you.  They sure fit your face well.  You look
really handsome." I complemented Scott.

"That's what Mom said." Scott groaned as we all laughed.

"You can see better, can you?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah.  But it's gonna take time to get used to these." Scott said,
adjusting them.

"You will.  Here's your key, Scott.  I already made a copy for myself Hope
you don't mind." I said to him.

Scott grinned.  "Not at all.  I was going to do that when I got back.
Let's go up to my room, unless there's things that need to be done."

"No, son." Denny answered.  "I got it all covered.  Take the day off.  Have
fun."

"Thanks, Dad." Scott called over his shoulder on the was up.



	We did have fun.  Scott locked the door so nobody would disturb us.
I took him into my arms and kissed him.  He kissed me back and I sat down
on the bed and watched him take his clothes off.  He did it slow, teasing
me the whole time.  I got undressed quick, then picked him up and placed
him on his back on the bed.  I started with his very erect penis, sucking
and licking it, tantalizing it.  Then I serious sucked it for a few
minutes.  I moved my tongue down to his big balls.  I stroked them with my
tongue, getting Scott excited.  I urged his legs wider apart and then saw
the the pink rose twitch with anticipation of pleasure.  I got down there
and licked his rose slow and gently.  The boy really got excited over that.

"Oh." he moaned softly.

I kept on licking it, wanting to please him.  I moved back up to his balls
again and started to lick them again.  Scott's green eyes were closed and I
started to pleasure the rest of his delightful body.  I used my hands,
fingers, lips, tongue, and mouth all over him, bringing his senses to the
edge in the process.  As I sucked his nipples, I wiggled a finger into his
ass.  I started to suck his cock, doing it seriously.  I finger fucked him
as I pleasured his seven inches.

"Logan....oh....oh....yes....I've....come....got....to come....I'm coming!"
he cried, his cock spitting the juvenile juice down my throat as he
ejaculated.

I sucked harder, milking his cock dry of every sweet drop of his sperm.  He
sighed, then settled down after finishing his ejaculation.  I caressed him,
touching his sensitive spots, making him jump.  I could have kept it up for
a long time.  Scott was a joy to please.  I certainly enjoyed giving him
pleasure.  I like getting pleasure, but I love giving it.  I enjoyed making
love to Scott.  His eagerness and passion for my loving knew no limits.
Scott snuggled down close to me, and went to sleep.  I let my mind wander,
thinking of what Scott would be like a few years from now.  He could be a
famous sports athelete, or an actor, or something good.  But he would have
someone with him, someone to love and hold close to him, like we were now.
That to me is the most important thing in life.  You can have everything
could ever want, but if you don't have someone to love, life doesn't mean
anything.



	Scott's parents decided that since Tammy was home from college,
Scott was to spend lots of time with me.  Tammy was agreeable with that
since her fiancee worked the day shifts.  Things got busy over a three week
period because of the convention in town.  The little lodge filled up
quick.  Scott ran the front desk most of the time.  He got to bed late most
nights and sex between us stopped.  He was bone tired and I didn't push.
Just to have his warm nude body next to mine was enough.  I played room
service a lot, delivering extra pillows and towels, and whatever else.  The
Edisons hired on an extra maid service and that worked out real well.  A
day or two later, I got the cast off.  Now I had the task of rehabilitating
the arm.  I started to spend time in the gym, lifting weights to regain
strength in the arm.  Scott spent what time he could with me until the
lodge cleared out.  Our sex life resumed almost immediately.  The first
twenty four hours, we stayed in his room.  We made love in the shower, on
his couch, on the floor, in his bed, and in front of his tv.  It was super!

"Logan, I feel real good again.  I missed being this close to you." Scott
sighed after some sex.

"I know what you mean.  But that's okay, because there was just too much
going on then.  I'm glad to get the cast off.  Now I can be even better!" I
laughed.

Scott laughed too.  "I certainly agree with that!"

I touched his face tenderly.  "I love you, Scott Edison.  You are the most
interesting boy I've ever met.  You make me happy."

Scott got serious.  "I love you, Logan.  You've shown me and taught me what
love is, and what relationships are like.  I've been thinking about our
last conversation and what was said.  I want to try it, Logan.  I....want
you inside....me." he whispered nervously.

"Okay." I whispered, kissing him.  "I want you to get into me first.  Then
you will understand what it's like, to perform the great act of love with
someone that you really love."

"Okay." he nodded, tension leaving his face.

I knew right then that I had said the right thing.  Scott decided to pass
for now, so I held him close to me and cuddled him and kissed him.  I
rubbed his chest and back to get him relaxed.  It worked, and he went to
sleep.  I thought back to the night that Lee and I had intercourse for the
first time.  I remembered how gentle he was.  I prayed that he was in a
better place and was happy.  I had a strange dream that night.  I found
myself in a room that was all white.  I looked around the room and saw
quite a few men and boys there.  One man looked quite a lot like Scott.

"Scott?  Scott Edison?" I asked.

"Yes, it's me, Logan." he said, smiling.  "Lee is here, too."

Lee stepped forward from the group

"Hello, love." he said.

"Lee, my God, it is you!" I exclaimed.

"It's good to see you, Logan.  I'm proud of you.  You've done a great thing
by teaching all these boys what loving a person means.  Some of us have
loved women, others have found guys to love.  You've pulled some of them
out of trouble with the law, others off drugs and shown them a better way
to live.  They all owe you a lot.  There are some you recognize now, others
yet to come." Lee said.

"I owe it all to you, Lee.  You loved me first and I thank you for that." I
said.

I reached out for him, but my hand went through him.

"I'm sorry, Logan.  I'm dead, remember?  You can't touch me in this form."
Lee said sadly.  "But I'm still inside you, and always will be."

He faded away, and so did everyone else.  I woke up, my heart beating fast.
Scott woke up and saw that I was upset.  I told him of the dream that I
just had.

"Wow.  That's real heavy." he said.

He lay partially on me and I started to caress him, my fingers moving over
his body.  I could feel his breathing get a bit heavy.  I slowly got him
all worked up.  I did a lot more touching than anything else.  I didn't do
fellatio on him because I wanted him to come inside of me.  I placed him on
his back, and started to fondle his very erect penis.

"Oh, Logan!  I like that!"  Scott moaned.

I lightly brushed my finger tips across the skin of his big cock and balls
and the surrounding areas.  I moved both hands over his torso, getting him
worked up.  One hand played with his genitals, while the other pleasured
his nipples.

"Oh, oh, oh!" he panted, in heat.  "So nice....love you, Logan....feels so
good....I want....want to, oh....want to....get inside you."

"Okay, lover." I whispered.

I reached into his nightstand for a condom and the ky.  I applied a bit of
the ky to the tip of his cock, then unrolled the condom over his cock.  I
was surprised that the condom fit his cock well.  I liberally coated the
condom with ky.

"I'm ready for you.  I'm ready for your big cock.  I want to feel it inside
of me." I whispered into the boy's ear.

He got onto his knees as I lifted my legs after getting on my back.  The
boy scooted in closer and placed the tip of his cock at my rose.  He slowly
pushed himself in then settled himself.  Scott continued to push his seven
inches up into me until he was completely inside me.

"I'm in!  I'm in!  Logan, I'm...." Scott gasped.

I held him as he adjusted himself again.  "Oh, yes you are.  This feels
nice, Scott."

"Can I....do it?" Scott whispered.

"Yes, Scott.  Go for it." I smiled.

He exhaled sharply, closed his eyes, and then started to fuck me.  The boy
went slow at first and it took him a few minutes to get the rhythym right.
But he did, and he started to move faster with each stroke inward.  Scott
was sweating and his breathing got labored from his efforts.

"Logan....so good....incredible....never thought....oh man....love
you....oh please....want this....cum....I'm gonna....come....feel
like....I'm coming!" he cried, thrusting his cock into me with the
intensity of an older and experienced lover hard and fast.

I felt ripples move through his cock, and I knew right then he had
ejaculated.  The boy kept fucking me as I held him.

"Scotty, this is great.  I love this, it feels so nice.  I love you so
much." I whispered into his ear.

Scott finally slowed down, having finished ejaculating.  He slow fucked me
until he started losing his hard.  I reached down and took hold of his
cock, making sure I had hold of the condom.  Scott lay on top of me now,
exhausted.  I got him out, then laid him on his back.  I cleaned his cock
off, then wiped the sweat off him.  I pulled the bed covers over us, then
pulled him close to me.  I knew that this was going to be a night that he
would never forget at all.  His body started to shake and then he was
crying.  I felt tears on my chest.

"Scott, it's okay.  Everything's fine.  You're okay." I said, trying to
comfort the boy.

I knew the real reason he was crying was because of all the emotions and
feelings he had experienced had gotten too much for him.  Scott had
experienced a whole new world and he would never be the same.  Scott cried
for about three minutes, then he slowly wound down and went to sleep.  I
wiped the tears off his face, then kissed his cheeks.  He would be okay in
the morning.



	I woke the next morning feeling a little weird.  I wasn't sure what
happened last night.  It felt like a dream.  I saw the towel on the floor
and the bundle of kleenex that contained the condom with Scott's semen in
it.  I realized that last night did happen, that I had gotten fucked by
Scott.  I wondered what it was that he had seen and felt that had pushed
him over the emotional edge and caused him to cry.  Scott wouldn't be able
to describe what it was, only that it had happened to him.  Scott was lying
against me, his face against my chest, his right arm around my waist, his
left arm down between my legs, not really touching my cock.  I could feel
the light puffs of his breath on my chest.  I couldn't help it, I just fell
in love with him all over again.  I put my left hand onto his ass and
caressed it gently.  Moments later, I could feel him starting to move
against me.  Scott opened his green eyes, then looked up at me.  What I saw
in his eyes I can never describe, I knew that last night had changed him
completely.  He brought his right hand up to my chest and rubbed it a
moment.

"Hi." he said softly, and I touched his cheek and caressed it.

"Hey, Scott." I smiled.  "How do you feel?"

Scott smiled.  "Real good.  Fantastic.  Super.  More than all that.  I'm
not sure what words I could use to describe what I felt last night."

"Don't even try, Scott.  I couldn't when I did it for the first time.
Still can't.  Other people will tell you that too."  I said to him.

Scott snuggled up closer and sighed.  "I'm so happy, Logan."

"You should be, lover." I said.

We relaxed for another half hour, not saying anything.  Scott finally got
up and went into his bathroom.  Scott was starting to shave when I walked
in.  I took the razor from him and showed him the right way to shave.  Then
I did and we showered together.  Sitting on his couch with a cup of coffee,
I thought about last night.  Scott had changed.  He had finally gotten to
experience the joy of male intercourse.  I hoped that it had been a
positive experience for him and I had the feeling that it was.  Scott came
out of his bathroom and stood in front of me.  I stood up and hugged him
close to me.  He kissed me and I did it back.  I dressed him and he
returned the favor, grinning while tucking my cock into my briefs.

"Tell your folks that you're going out to breakfast." I said.

"Okay!" he exclaimed as we went out the door.

I went out to the Harley and started the bike.  The sun was out, and the
day was bright and clear.  I brought it around to the front ant waited for
him to come out.

"Let's go!" he yelled, running out the front door.



	It was a picture perfect day.  I took him for a ride after
breakfast.  I felt real good hearing Scott laughing and hollering, and
feeling the wind in my face.  We cruised around the lake, checking out
possible places to go fishing at.  Scott showed me other places in town.  I
saw historical sites and some unusual ones as well.  We had lunch in the
restauraunt at the lakeside marina.  Scott pointed out the different kinds
of sailboats tied up there.

"You really know your boats." I said, impressed by his vast knowledge.

"Thanks, Logan.  Living here has it's advandages." he laughed.

"I'd say so!" I declared.

The smile on his face made my day.  I felt his foot move up and down my leg
and I knew where his mind was at.  After we had lunch, I went and checked
on the boat rentals.  They actually were a lot less that what I expected
they would be.  I decided to plan a fishing trip for the two of us the next
week.  We found a real shady spot underneath a tree and spread out a
blanket for us to lie on.  I leaned against the tree and Scott lay on me
with his head on his stomach.  I ran my fingers through his hair as he
watched the sail boats go by.  I really loved Scott.  I wanted to keep him
forever, but I knew that he would be better off having a lover his age to
relate to.  That would be for the best in the long run.  I felt his fingers
curl around the fingers of my right hand.  He certainly covered a great
deal of ground since we met, a month and a half ago.  He didn't know very
much at first, but I helped him increase his sexual skills and now he had
become a very desireable lover.  He knew how to please and now he had taken
that big step in getting his cock inside of me.  That was the best
experience for the both of us.  Now he understood what male intercourse
was.  I wondered if he would let me do it to him.  Getting in him wasn't
going to be a problem because I wasn't too thick.  I was on the slim side,
just barely seven inches long.  The problem would be his fears of being
hurt while I was getting into him.  I figured out a solution to the
problem, then turned my attention to Scott.

"Logan?  Are you okay?" he asked, tugging on my shirt.

"I'm sorry, Scott.  My mind was somewhere else." I replied.

"I asked, what are the plans for tonight?" he huffed.

I grinned.  "You're cute when you're ticked off."

Scott rolled his eyes and sighed.  I laughed at his expression.

"Well, I thought we could go out to dinner and then a movie afterwards." I
said, thinking quickly.  "Then to bed afterwards."

Scott nodded.  "Sounds like a plan."

He slipped his hand back into mine and I squeezed it gently.  My feelings
for Scott were strong.  I would have done anything for his hapiness.

"I'm glad I met you, Logan." he whispered.

I took him into my arms and kissed him passionately.  I felt the fire rise
in my soul.  I wanted to make love to him right then and there, but we were
just a bit too public.

Scott solved that problem.  "Let's get out of here.  I wanna make love to
you and get inside you." he whispered into my ear.

We literally flew back to the lodge.  We ran up the back stairs and into
his room.  Scott slammed the door and locked it.  We grabbed each other and
kissed very passionately.  Scott backed up and did a very slow strip for
me.  He lay on his bed and watched me take my own clothes off.  I got onto
the bed and on top of him, pressing our naked bodies together.

"Love you, Scott.  I'm gonna enjoy pleasuring you." I whispered.

"Love you.  Please, make love to me.  I want your cock inside me." he
whispered in my ear.

"I will, love." I replied.

I moved onto the bed next to him and slowly kissed his body all over.  He
sighed, moaned, and twitched as I made love to him, working on all his
pleasure points with hands, fingers, lips, tongue, and mouth.  I sucked on
the youngster's big nipples, feeling them rise against my tongue.  Oh, what
pleasure!  I truly enjoyed making love to Scott.  It never fails to amaze
me how a boy could get so sexually excited, and Scott was no exception.
Passion had him in it's grip and was not going to let him go until he had
made his offering to Venus.  Scott was even more fired up this time,
returning my kisses and caresses with equal effort.  I licked and sucked
his nipples some more.

"Logan....so nice....like that....suck them....yeah." he sighed.

I did, licking the aroused boy tits.  Then I pinned his arms down and
licked out each arm pit slow and deliberate.

"Logan!" Scott cried, nearly jumping off the bed.

"Easy, love." I whispered.

Scott calmed down, settling back onto the bed.  I kissed and licked his
neck, getting him fired up again.  I ran my fingertips across his muscled
body, stopping long enough to tickle certain spots.  I finally got down to
his very erect member, quivering in anticipation of pleasure that was
coming.  I lightly licked his balls, then went to the base of his cock and
moved my tongue around the base of it, tasting the hairs there.  I worked
on his cock and balls, pleasuring them as much as I could.  Scott spread
his legs even more and now I could see the pink juvenile rose twitch in
anticipation.  I grazed the surface of the boy's anus with the tip of my
tongue.

"Oh!" he whined.

I worked on his rose some more, licking and flicking my tongue into it.
Scott finally reached his breaking point, and he reached into the
nightstand drawer for a condom.  He quickly unrolled it onto his very hard
cock, then squirted a little ky onto the condom.  The boy stood behind me
and then pushed himself into me.  I sighed, feeling pleasure of having a
cock pushed into me.  I waited until he got inside, then folded the two
pillows underneath me and sank down onto them.  In doing so, my legs opened
a little more and Scott could get in a bit more.  The boy relaxed a moment,
then whispered into my ear.

"Now I'm going to fuck you good.  I'm gonna enjoy this, because I love
you." the youngster panted in my ear.

Scott did start fucking me, moving slow at first.  I could hear his little
gasps and cries of pleasure, and I knew that passion had him in it's grip.
The boy slowly picked up the pace as the rising feeling urged him on.  I
could feel the boy's cock move inside of me and it made me weep with joy. I
truly loved this part, having my young lover inside of me.  Scott was
grunting with effort, trying to get his release.  He moaned, groaned, and
whimpered, fucking me hard and fast now.  I could feel his hips slam
against my ass as he drove his seven inches up into me.  Suddenly, Scott
convulsed and cried out and I felt rippled move through his cock and into
me.  Scott had ejaculated.  He pressed his sweaty body against my back as
he rested from his lovemaking.  After he got out of me, he laid next to me,
his eyes closed.  I wondered what he was feeling.  I was surprised to see
tears coming out of the corners of his eyes.  As I picked him up in my
arms, Scott started to cry.  I held him the entire time he cried.
Afterwards, Scott kissed me.

"Thanks, love." he whispered.  "Now please, get in me."

I nodded.  Scott got another condom and teased my cock up.  While he did
that, I generously coated the boy's rose with ky.  Scott elected to stay on
his back.

"I wanna see your face when you come." he grinned.

I smiled back, then moved up into place.  I put the head of my cock at the
opening, and very slowly pushed in.  I heard Scott gasp and then I was
through the rose.  I relaxed for a moment, then continued to push in slow.
I didn't want to hurt the boy, I wanted him to enjoy this as much as I was.
Once I was completely inside Scott, I looked down into his face.  The
youngster had a look of wonder on his face.

"I can feel you inside of me." he whispered in awe.  "I can feel your cock
inside of me, Logan!"

"I can feel myself inside of you, Scott.  It feels great." I whispered
back.

"You can fuck me now, Logan.  I'm okay." Scott prodded.

I did.  I started slow and took my time, trying to get Scott used to having
a man's penis inside his ass.  I slowly pulled nearly out, then pushed back
in.  The boy lay still, his eyes closed, concentrating on enjoying that new
pleasure.  I kept going as slow as I dared, getting to my point rather
quick.  It was hell trying to hold back, but I did it.  I kept on moving
inside the boy's tight ass, really enjoying this fuck.  The last time I had
fucked a boy was over six months ago.  I finally couldn't hold back
anymore.

"Scott, I....gotta....cum....can't hold....I'm gonna fuck....hard and
fast....want to come....your hot ass." I panted.

"Go for it." Scott whispered.

I grabbed his hips and started to drive myself into him with an intensity I
had not felt in a while.  The boy moaned with pleasure, obviously enjoying
the fucking that I was giving him.

"Love you....love you....oh yes....cum in me!" he cried.

I did, my dam bursting.  My sperm flowed into the condom that was inside
the writhing youngster.  I kept fucking the boy's tight ass, cumming until
I ran dry.  I pulled him onto his side as I collapsed on the bed, still
inside Scott.  I slowly eased myself out of him and cleaned the both of us
off.  Scott rolled into my arms and hugged me tight.  I kissed his face and
found tears on it again.  I hugged him back, then pulled the bed covers
over us.  Scott snuggled down close to me in his usual way and went to
sleep.  Scott made a great snuggle-sleeper.  He would make his next lover
happy.  I lay there holding the sleeping boy in my arms.  I hoped that he
was happy.