Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2011 08:48:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tallon's Little Fetish II

This moved along a little faster than I had planned. There is a third
chapter coming and hopefully will be completed in a couple weeks. Thanx for
reading and you all of you who have written with kind words.

Hugs,
Tag_m

The next morning when I woke him Tallon sprung out of bed, naked and full
on hard and not the least bit shy or reserved about it. He stood there a
moment stretching and all I could do was stare at his body. As usual he
marched off to the bathroom, his delicious little butt swaying at he
walked. I could only smile. We went through the ritual of his jacking off
in front of me 4 out of 5 nights for the next 3 weeks.  After talking about
our day he would move the topic toward something sexual which in turn got
him in the mood and then the boy would jack off in the dim light.

As Tallon became more comfortable with it he spent more time looking at me
and gauging my reactions. He talked a little more as well, telling me how
hot it was, how horny and sexy it made him feel. Once the covers were down
he spent little more time running his hands over his body, spending more
time rubbing his nipples as well. Sometimes that happened while his
underwear were still on but always once they were off. When he finally
came, his orgasms weren't all quite like that first night but were
spectacular enough, blasting fresh squeezed teenage sperm high on his chest
and in copious amounts. When it was over he'd lay panting for a good
minutes before telling me his thoughts and feelings then getting up and
heading to the shower, me following and going into my room to unload my own
balls.

One weekday morning I'd gone up to wake him and he didn't bound out of bed
like usual. He woke, smiled at me and started telling me about a dream he'd
had about getting his cock sucked. "I don't know who was doing it Blake but
it sure felt good. I'm still kinda horny from it." I asked if he felt like
he needed to relieve himself and he asked if we had time. We
did. "Awesome," he responded and shoved the covers down to reveal the proof
of his hotness. We both just looked at him for a moment and like every
other time I'd seem him like that my heart fluttered a little and my dick
stiffened a lot. He was amazing to look at.

Both hands went between his legs and began squeezing and pushing on his
cock as if taking it through an exercise routine. The boy used both hands
to stroke himself for a moment then slid one hand down to being work on his
balls. "Wanna see something cool?" Tallon didn't wait for an answer but sat
up and leaned forward. He held his cock upright and lowered his head and
took the swollen head into his mouth and began bobbing up and down. I put
my hand on my own crotch and pushed at my fully hardened cock all the while
wishing that it was my mouth paying homage to his dick.

I thought that he was going to stop after a moment and continue to jack off
but he didn't, he kept on sucking his cock. He did stop once to relax his
tightened stomach muscles and take some deep breathes but went right back
at it. He started grunting and I wondered if he'd cum in his mouth or what
and then I saw his sperm leaking out around his lips and running like so
much whipping cream down his cock, over his thumb and fingers and around
it, and dripping into his sandy colored fuzz. He finally let go of his dick
and opened his mouth slightly and the stuff flooded out, coating his thick
cock in a semi-white covering. Christ I wanted to rip my clothes and beat
the shit out of my cock, to throttle it until it spewed. That had to be one
of the hottest fucking things I'd ever seen in my life.

Tallon turned his head toward me and smiled, his lips covered in cum and
the stuff running out of his mouth and down his chin. It finally stopped
and he sat upright again, looked down at his crotch which was awash in his
sperm. "God what a fucking mess," Tallon said then licked his lips. "Can
you grab a shirt or something out of my laundry basket please?" I jumped up
and snagged the first thing on top and took it to him. He tried to sop up
as much of the goo as possible then got out of bed and walked quickly to
the bathroom. I went to his laundry basket and quickly shoved my jeans and
underwear down a little, took out the t-shirt he'd just tossed back in
there and quickly began jacking off. It didn't take me long before I was
pulsing my cum onto the shirt to mix with Tallon's. I didn't want the boy
to catch me like that, it would have been embarrassing so I pulled my
clothing into place and started out of the room, my legs still shaky from
the whole episode.

When Tallon came down for breakfast he asked me what I'd thought about
that. I toned it down a little by saying was one the most interesting
things I'd ever seen. He laughed and said he'd done it a couple of time
although he'd sucked his cock plenty of times. "I hope you don't think it
was weird or something Blake," he finally said. I told him it wasn't. Males
did all manner of sexual acting out and it wasn't restricted to boys.

We finally arrived at a Friday that was an out of the normal work day
routine. We needed to buck up a fallen tree so I got to teach the boy how
to wield a chain saw. Since the tree was between 18 & 22 inches in diameter
I chose the 16" inch Stihl. I showed him how to fill the gas and oil
reservoirs as well as testing the tightness of the chain. Without firing it
up I showed him the motions that were used for the most effective cutting
then handed chain saw to Tallon in order to see what it weighed and how it
felt in his hands. I showed him how to maneuver the tool using the hand
that worked the throttle and his other hand as the stabilizer that would
also be used to prevent the bar from kicking back at him. All that being
done I fired it up and went to work.

I enjoyed cutting wood; there was something about it that satisfied some
internal need. I remember reading an article some years ago that equating
men's cutting and stacking of wood similar to women's having babies, that
for males it showed some sense of providing for his family protecting them
in that wood staved off cold blah blah blah. I know, it's crazy but be that
as it may, I enjoyed bucking up a tree. Not necessarily cutting one down
but certainly cutting one up.

"I'd shown Tallon how to use the bar length to judge where the next cut
would go. The bar was 16 inches long and my fireplace took wood cut up to
18 inches in length. When I handed the saw to Tallon he took it gingerly
and that was okay. A chain saw could damage a body part in a hot
second. One needed to respect that. It didn't take long for the boy to get
the hang of it. I had to correct him once when he was dragging the saw back
and forth like a hand saw and reminded him to place the steel barbs at the
base of the blade against the wood then use and up and down motion. Hooking
the log like that helped pull the blade through the wood. There was more to
it of course, as the reader might know if he's ever used a chain saw, but
that was the basic movement.

Fortunately for us this tree had fallen alongside and partially onto a back
country dirt access road so loading it onto the truck was a piece of
cake. Had it been less accessible we would have had to pack it out with
ATV's and hauling carts or leave it to nature to return back to the
soil. Once the truck was loaded we put the custom made wood rail sides back
on and hooked them together and headed back home where we tossed the rounds
onto an already growing pile. Sometime in the next couple weeks we would
use a gas operated splitter to take them down to size. When we were done
unloading the rounds I let Tallon drive the truck into the shop and park
it. I had been teaching him how to drive on the back roads where traffic is
generally non existent and the boy had picked it easily. Of course I had
him pull into the shop as opposed to backing it in. No reason to tease
chance.

We went into the house through the back door since it led into a large
utility slash mud room. "Let's get undressed here Tallon," I said and began
unlacing my high top Herman's. Tallon did the same but was wearing low tops
so was finished in half the time. When I got mine off I stood upright and
saw that the boy was standing there watching me.

"What," I asked him. He hemmed and hawed for a moment then said.

"Well, it's just kind of hot undressing in front of you Blake. I've never
done that before.  Maybe it's even a little hot having you undress in front
of me. You never did that before either." His voice was taking on the
huskiness that Tallon got when his heat level was rising. Hell, I think
everyone got that. One hand was on the front of his jeans, the fingers
gently and slowly kneading bread much like a cat does. I could see that he
was hard because on Tallon it could be fairly noticeable and certainly was
in the semi tight jeans.

I lifted a foot to remove a sock. "Are you thinking that you want to jack
off Tallon?" He nodded his head. "Do you want me to undress slowly as well?
Would that make things better for you?" He nodded his head again and when
he said yes it was clear that his voice had gotten deeper.

It took a good 3 minutes to get down to underwear, both of us taking our
sweet time. I was pretty straight forward about it, albeit slow while
Tallon rubbed, pushed or otherwise did things to get him up into a fog of
hotness, something I'm sure every male goes through from time to time. When
it got down to taking our jeans off we did it like a couple of Esther
Williams coordinated swimmers. When we finished and stood upright Tallon
stared at my crotch. His hand was cupping at his balls so the outline of
his fully hardened cock was pointed toward his left hip.

"My God Blake you're as hard as I am," he said softly. Indeed I was, just
as I had been every other time that Tallon had done this dance. Being a
part of it with him, allowing him to see my arousal for the first time made
it even hotter for me, as if that were any surprise. "Has that happened
before, when I jack off in front of you?" I nodded my head. "Why didn't you
tell me?" He was still rubbing at his crotch but moving closer to where I
was standing.

"I didn't want to ruin your gig Tallon. I wasn't sure how you would respond
to it." Tallon was standing close enough to me to reach out and pull my
head toward his and before I could respond his mouth was pressed against
mine, his tongue probing for entry, which I allowed willingly. I reached up
and put my hand behind Tallon's head as we engaged in a nostril breathing,
tongue battling, lips moving kiss. I felt his hand move between us and
gently move my hand away and begin to squeeze and feel my rock hard dick
and as he did, the boy kissed me with even more fervor.

He finally broke the kiss and leaned back but not very far. "That's how I
would have responded." He then put his fingers into the waistband of my
briefs and began tugging them down. "Let's see what you've been hiding from
me." Tallon dropped to his knees as he uncovered me and uttered and "oh my"
as my cock sprung out to greet him like one of my dogs.

"Such a nice cock Blake," he said. I wasn't quite as thick as Tallon but I
matched him in length or close enough to it not to matter. I was uncut
which he commented on by saying, "You still have a hat. I've never got to
see one up close." He skinned my foreskin back and forth a few times then
leaned forward and kissed the shaft, then the exposed head before closing
his mouth down over it and proceeding to suck me off. My knees went weak
from the feelings that were raging through my body. It had been a long time
since I'd been with boy or had my dick sucked and being with a boy as cute
as Tallon was enhancing things ten fold.

He sucked me for a few minutes, his free hand playing with my balls before
going to my butt and encouraging me to fuck his sweet tender mouth, which I
was more than happy to do. He finally stopped, pulled my underwear to the
floor and helped me out of them and as he stood up he pulled his own down
and off.

"You've been a naughty boy hiding that from me Blake." He slid up to me
again, wrapped his arms around me and brought his face within inches of
mine. Tallon pressed his lower body against mine, mashing our cock between
our bellies with a little bump and grind. My arms went around his waist
then slid down over the rise of his butt cheeks so that I could knead the
glorious orbs as well as encourage continued grinding.

"So, did you go in your bathroom to jack off when I was in the shower
Blake? Is that why you were always in there?" I smiled at him.

"Awfully nosey aren't you," I said.

"Yeah, I am. Did you?" I nodded my head slowly. I reveled in the warmth,
the feel of his smooth young body against mine, the firm flesh of his cock
against my belly and my dick. I pulled on his butt while at the same time
pulling the cheeks away from each other then closed the short distance
between us and kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth this time. Like
me, Tallon was a willing participant. Holding a naked boy and kissing him
is a thrilling experience for me and I felt my dick throb in anticipation
although I didn't know of what; maybe just cumming.

Still kissing him, I turned him around and backed up against a counter top
then dropped to my knees in front of him. I put my hand in there to feel a
little bit but I was more interested in looking him over, admiring the doe
skin soft sac hanging in front of my face, the nest of tight pubic hair and
the thick tube that was sprouting out of it like a spring daffodil; albeit
a large spring daffodil. I put my face into his crotch and breathed in
heavily, reveling in the heady musky fragrance of a teenage boy at the end
of a day. I pulled his dick down; saw the shiny residue of precum that was
practically in a steady flow from his swollen cock head. I leaned forward
and began licking the head, tasting the sticky residue caused by his heat
level. I felt Tallon's hands in my hair, the fingers gently rubbing and
then I took him into my mouth.

"Fuuuck," he groaned softly above my head. I slowly stroked his cock as I
bobbed my head to and fro, licking the head when my head was back and the
side of the shaft when my nose was headed toward his fuzz. Every third move
I took him in almost to the base of his pride and joy and squeezed at his
cock head with my throat muscles which earned little grunts as pleasure
feelings ripped through his young body. It didn't take very long before he
started humping, fucking my mouth and I knew it wouldn't take much before
he was ready to squirt and I wasn't sure if I was ready to try and swallow
that much sperm. I stopped and stood up and of course he asked why I
stopped so I told him.

"I never cummed in anyone's mouth before, I think it would be hot as fuck,"
he said, his voice still deepened by lust. His half closed eyes were
another indicator that he was all up in a fog of hotness so I kissed him
again and began stroking his cock. Tallon responded both ways, engaging me
in a tongue battling kiss as well as finding my dick and stroking it. My
free hand ran up and down his back and Tallon's went down onto my butt,
kneading and gripping as I had done to him.

I figured that Tallon would most likely cum before I did given his age and
the fast that I'd already gotten him close. I stopped jacking him off long
enough to wipe up the copious amount of precum that was pouring out of him
then focused on working the head. He moaned loudly, bent slightly at the
knees and a second or three later I felt him thicken and then shoot. I slid
my hand down enough to not obstruct his slit but continue to slide back and
forth over the sensitive rim of the head. Since I was standing directly in
front of him I got blasted with the full force of his always powerful
ejaculation, hitting my stomach and splattering.

"Oohhh fuck Blake," he moaned as he squirted a second and third time. He
quickly scooped up some of his sperm and grasped onto my cock head and
brought me quickly up to the same place that he was.  As Tallon's 5th jet
of cum hit me I began to cum and of course it splattered the boys'
belly. His eyes were looking downward in order to watch the show and in
doing so he moved my cock slightly in order that my squirts didn't all go
to the same place and because of that we managed to a good portion of his
torso from his outtie belly button to his moss covered in white goo.

We both slowed down our stroking but because of the amount of sperm Tallon
made, the stuff was already running downward into my hairs then finding the
creases of my thighs and dripping into the floor. Tallon moved closer and
rubbed the spermy head of my cock against his skin and then against his own
cock.

"That was hot as all fuck Blake," he said, looking at me through half
lidded eyes. What could I do but agree. I stepped away from him and snagged
my underwear and began to sop up the mess on my stomach. "I do make a lot
of stuff don't I?"  He sure did. I tossed all of our clothes into the
washer and fired it up.

"Come on, let's take a shower," I said to him then took his hand and led
him upstairs to my bedroom. When I had the cabin built I went all out on
most things and that included the master bathroom. The floors were all
heated tile, the toilet had its own closet; a huge Jacuzzi tub sat in a
raised dais that looked out over the valley. The shower, a stall large
enough to hold 6 people, had multiple heads at various levels on 2 walls as
well as on the ceiling. The wall mounts were also directional as well as
adjustable so could produce a firm stream as well as a softer spray. The
amazing part of it was that one wall was solid glass and it too looked out
onto the valley and the river. It had a heating system that prevented it
from steaming up and a small bench in front so one could sit and
contemplate nature while sitting in a 100 degree rain shower. It was
fucking awesome, which was exactly what Tallon said when he saw it.

I made sure there were 2 towels on the warmer then got the water running
and we piled in. Using my shower is a spiritual experience but using it
with Tallon was better than that. His beauty, his body, his demeanor and
his willingness all worked toward elevating the experience to somewhere
around being mystical. Of course I wanted to wash him, to take him down
that hedonistic path so squirted body soap from the built in wall
dispenser. When he started to do the same I stopped him.

"Ever had anybody wash you before?" He shook his head. I directed him out
from the sprays and started on his shoulders which got me immediate
moans. I quickly worked my way down his back, re-soaped then ran my hands
under his arms in order to do his chest and belly, after doing his pits and
sides.  I always save the best for last so re-soaped, turned him sideways
and worked at his butt, loving every second of it. He had automatically
spread his feet when he turned so it was easy to get to his most secret
spot. I started at the top of his gluteal cleavage, went down, and then
inside. Tallon moaned loudly as I ran my soapy finger back and forth across
his puckered muscle, my fingers catching his balls and soaping them before
retreating to work on his hole again.

My other hand went down the front and began work on his balls, his moss and
his raging cock. I was careful to stay off the underside of the swollen
head as my own experience as a young sexually mature boy had proven that
for me at least, that could burn. I kept my fingers on his hole then gently
inserted a single digit past the tight ring of muscle and gently finger
fucked him for a moment. I didn't stay there long because I really wanted
him facing forward when I massaged his prostate.

I finally stopped what I was doing, removed both hands from his body then
moved back inside the spray of water to get him rinsed. I turned on the one
nozzle the emitted a soft jet of water then backed the boy to, pulling his
cheeks apart and telling him to bend over slightly. I pretty much knew when
it hit the target for he moaned loudly again. When I backed away and he
stood up Tallon melted into my arms, planting his face against mine and
kissed fiercely. I held him while we kissed, loving the feeling of having a
squirming wet boy in my arms.

"Fuck I want to cum so fucking bad Blake," he said after breaking the kiss,
one hand roughly jerking on his rock hard cock. I reached over and pumped
the nozzle that fed from a bottle of conditioner, not that I used it on my
head you understand, then turned the boy around and pulled him back into
me. I reached under his arms again and braced one of my arms around his
chest, the other one creating a fist over the end of his cock and began to
jack him off.

"Oh shit fucking hell," Tallon moaned and let his weight fall against me. I
worked his head in a combination twisting and stroking motion and between
the two it took less that a minute to get him off despite his having cum
not 20 minutes before. I watched the first jet of cum fly at least 2 feet
from body, arcing out and landing on the shower floor. I placed my lips at
the juncture of his neck and collar bone and began sucking his
flesh. Tallon went weak in the knees, from one or both actions, but I held
him in place and continue to jack him off, watching 4 more jets of sperm
shoot out like a roman candle. He finally slowed to an oozing dribble that
ran down over my fingers and dropped onto the blue tiled shower floor.

Once it was over I maneuvered Tallon over to the bench and had him sit down
to recuperate then went back into the spray to clean myself off. I watched
him go from slightly hunched over to sitting up then resting against the
shower wall with his eyes closed and had just finished up when he opened
them.

"Wow," was all he said. I finished my cleansing process, shut the water off
then stepped out through the glass door with Tallon behind me. I handed him
a towel which he put to his face. "Oh my god the towel is warm Blake."
Indeed it was. "Man this is the coolest house," he said as he began the
drying process as I had. "Aren't you going to jack off or something," he
said when we'd finished the process and I was pulling clean underwear out
of a drawer in the walk-in closet. I shook my head. "Why not," the boy
asked when I said that I wasn't. I explained that it wasn't necessary for
me to cum every time I got a hard on, a concept that was difficult for most
adolescent boys to grasp. I mean, if time and a place were in sync, their
belief system was "why not?"

"Go throw some long pants on, we're going out to dinner," I told him. Five
minutes later we were headed out to the chopper. There was an Italian place
that I loved on the outskirts of the city that I had frequented a couple
times a month when I lived there and at that time it had been a couple of
months since I'd eaten there. It was a 30 minute flight and Tallon, having
gotten over the queasy feelings of flying in a helo, seemed to enjoy every
minute of it.

"Things look so different from up here," he said, stating the obvious. I
put the chopper down at a small municipal airport where I kept a hanger and
a car. I still had business there that needed my attention as well as
friends and the smaller municipal airports rental rates were considerably
lower than the international airport in the city. I set the chopper down in
front of my hanger, shut it down and tied it down and hit the remote for
the hanger door. Tallon and I went in and the boy whistled at the fuck me
red Infinity G convertible.

"That's pretty sweet Blake." A second button unlocked the car and 4 minutes
later we were headed out of the airport, top down, enjoying the summer
evening. It was only a 20 minute drive using one of those ought 5 freeways
that bypassed the downtown area of major cities. I'd called a couple days
before and made reservations and when we went through the front door the
maitre'd greeted me warmly and said it was good to see me again. Before the
waiter had water on the table the owner came out to say hello. Tallon was
mightily impressed.

The boy had no idea what to order and was going to settle for spaghetti and
meatballs but I suggested that he try their popular sampler plate which had
variety of small, 2-3 bite servings of Chicken Marsala, Veal Scaloppini,
Fettuccine Carbonara and a Saffron Risotto. I had their Penne
Bosciaola. While we were eating out salad Tallon was looking around and I
saw his mouth drop so glanced in the same direction that he was.

"Is that who I think it is," he asked quietly, leaning across the table
toward me. I nodded my head because it was a leading man in one of the most
popular shows on television. "Cool," was Tallon's response. I leaned toward
him.

"Don't stare but a couple tables over on your left is the quarterback for
last year's super bowl winner's team. I knew that Tallon wasn't much into
sports but still he was impressed. Dinner came and we chowed down in
silence except for Tallon's comments on how good the food was. I ordered
Tiramisu and Lemon crumb cake for dessert which the two of us shared and
was brought to us by the Chef Antonio Diretti. I had done some work for one
of his brother's in law so had gotten to know Tony and whenever I visited
the restaurant he came out to chat. He knew that I'd changed professions
and asked how things were going and I suggested he come out and spend a
weekend, or longer if wanted. He thanked me profusely then left us to
finish our desserts. His Tiramisu was the best I'd ever eaten and after the
first bite Tallon became a fan as well.

It was still fairly early when we finished dinner so I asked Tallon if he'd
like to catch a flick, which he did, so I drove by a multi-plex that was on
the way to the airport. A recent release of a very popular action franchise
was showing so stopped. 3 hours later we were approaching the farm.

"How do you know where you're going Blake, I can hardly see," Tallon asked
and I explained instrument flying.

"But there's a little more to it as you'll see." As we approached the
landing pad a faint glow appeared and as we got closer Tallon could see
that it was like a 3 ringed bulls eye. I'd had the lights imbedded on the
concrete landing pad and they went on when the chopper was 300 yards
out. Sure, I could land without it; God knows that I had done it plenty of
times in Iraq, but the lights made it easier. Besides, they were in a soft
deep blue and looked pretty cool in the darkening sky.

The dogs were there to greet us as soon as we got out and both Tallon and I
gave them hugs and pats. A we walked to the house Tallon commented that his
body was kinda sore. I explained that in using the chain saw he'd put a
tension on his muscles that was out of the norm of his daily activity. "A
soak in the Jacuzzi would likely help."

Tallon followed me upstairs and into the bathroom where I started the water
for him then added some Epsom salts. I watched as Tallon started to get
undressed, always an enjoyable past time for me. Watching any boy undress I
mean, not just Tallon, although he did seem to make the experience more
pleasurable. He finally got to his boxers, paused for a moment then slipped
them off. I had been doing the same thing while he had and as he stood
there naked, his boyhood pride and joy in it's full default state, he said,

"You like looking at my body don't you Blake?" I wasn't going to lie and I
didn't. "I like looking at your body too," he said. By that time I was down
to my briefs and Tallon asked if I was going to soak with him. I shook my
head.

"Naw, I'm gonna let you soak in peace while I take care of some paperwork,"
I responded. I watched as he bent over in front of me to test the water. He
had such a glorious ass and seeing him like that, his underside of his
smooth sac visible between his legs along with the end of his dick, his
most secret spot almost visible but not quite, caused my dick to stir.

"Man that water is hot." I agreed with him saying that it would take a
minute to get used to but would do wonders for his body aches. I showed him
how to turn on the jets, turned the low accent lights on then told him to
have a nice relaxing time and headed downstairs to my office. I was back
upstairs in 15 minutes and padded quietly into the bathroom. I wasn't
trying to catch the hot young teen doing anything I just wanted to be quiet
in the event that he was resting, which he was.

I walked over to the tub and gazed down on him as he lay there, propped up
against the end of the tub, eyes closed, breathing gently as the bubbling
jets soothed his body. I could see his cock in the water, the head bobbing
hear the surface like a periscope in the churning water. I felt my heart
lurch a little bit as I looked at him, so peaceful, almost like a little
boy. I knew what was happening, I knew that I was falling for the kid and
the idea that he would most likely be out of my life sometime in the next
few months cause my heart to wrench a little bit. That moment was the first
inkling that I had, wondering whether or not I seriously wanted or was even
able to foster the boy. Tallon opened his eyes and saw me sitting there at
the edge of the tub and gave me a lazy smile.

"How are you doing baby boy," I asked softly.

"Really well Blake, this is awesome. I almost fell asleep. I think my back
is starting to get numb from the jets." That didn't surprise me. I asked if
he was ready to get out and he nodded his head and started to stand up. He
seemed a little unstable so I stood up next to him. Finally upright, his
cock was at the fullest hang that it could ever be due to the heated
water. His balls were the same, the medium sized eggs hanging heavily, one
below the other.

"I'm going to get the shower going for you Tallon," I said. "You'll want to
rinse of the residue from the bath salts." He nodded his head so I stepped
away and got the water going, grateful for the tankless water heater. I
turned to see Tallon walking slowly toward me, his heavy cock swaying ever
so slightly with each step. I hustled him into the shower where he did a
quick rinse, reaching to every nook cranny that his young body had to
offer. He shut the water and came out and I was there to greet him with a
large warm bath towel. When I wrapped it around him Tallon sighed with
pleasure. I proceeded to rub him dry and the boy stood still and allowed me
to do it. I didn't miss any nooks and crannies either, treating his balls
as gently as if they were my own. As I was finishing he said,

"Blake, now that we're sort of lovers can I sleep with you?" I had wondered
how I was going to approach that topic.

"Are we lovers now Tallon?" He turned his head and gave me a lidded look
that said "are you kidding."

"I would certainly hope so." I took the towel away from his asshole and
began wiping down his legs.

"I'm okay with that Tallon, in fact I was wondering if you'd want to."

"I want to," was his response. We left the bathroom and I led him to my bed
where the covers were already turned down and he climbed in. I shucked my
drawers and climbed in alongside of him. Tallon snuggled in close to me and
maintained as much flesh against flesh as he could. Our faces were only 6
inches or so apart.

"So," he said in a soft voice, "You've been getting off on my jacking off
all along?" It was a statement not a question so I didn't respond. "Does
that mean that you like boys, that you like doing stuff with boys? After I
nodded my head and said yes he asked if I'd done stuff with other boys that
had lived here with me.

"That isn't for me to say Tallon. I don't kiss and tell."

"Which means yes you have," he responded. I shook my head.

"I'm a lawyer and that's typical lawyer speak. If any other boy asked me
that question I'd give him the same answer. If the boy was frustrated by my
answer he didn't show it.

"Have you ever been with another boy?" I nodded my head and told him that
as a boy his age I had engaged in a variety of experiences with other
boys. He said that he hadn't but had wanted to. "I've jacked off with a
couple of other boys but that's it. I even tried being with a girl, not
fucking her or anything but making out and shit. It almost made me puke. I
think I'm pretty much a gay boy." I leaned forward and kissed him gently.

"Well I know that I'm a gay man. I've been with a fish before and it wasn't
very satisfactory at all so I've stuck with guys." Tallon was quiet for a
bit then asked,

"Have you ever, you know, put your dick in a guy, fucked a guy?" I nodded
my head, said that I had and the obvious next question was had I ever been
fucked by a guy and again, I nodded my head and said that I had. He wanted
to know which I liked best and I said that I preferred to be a top but
didn't mind being a bottom. To his credit I didn't need to explain. He said
that when I'd put my finger in him in the shower it had been hot as hell
even though he had done it to himself before and he hadn't wanted me to
stop.

"I want to try all of those things Blake and I'd really like to do them all
with you. The only reason I took a chance and jacked off in front of you
that first time was because I've sort of felt from the beginning that I
could trust you. I mean, I hoped that you were gay, but wasn't counting on
it. So when you started answering my questions the way you did I kind of
figured there was a good chance that you wouldn't mind if I did it. I've
done it before you know, jacked off in front of people. It happens in Juvie
all the time; the guards watching when a boy is jacking off. I think a lot
of guards get off on it even if they aren't queer or want to be with a
boy. Once I did it in a movie theater and the guy sitting down from me
moved closer to watch. He was rubbing at his own pants but didn't take his
dick out or anything. It was really hot Blake, I can't explain it."

"The first time I did it was when I was 12 and staying the night at a
friend's house. I woke up in the middle of the night and he was sort of
playing with my dick although he was pretending to be asleep. When I moved
he pulled his hand away then rolled over with his back to me. It was a warm
night and we were only sleeping with a sheet on so I pushed it down and
shoved my boxers down just under my balls and started playing with
myself. My friend rolled back over and I pulled my boxers back up and
pretended to be asleep. I looked over at him and he had his eyes closed but
I knew he wasn't sleeping. I put my hands back down there and played with
my dick some more. I kept glancing at my friend who kept his eyes closed,
at least when I was looking at him. I finally pulled my cock out the fly
hole and jacked off. I didn't look at my friend but I could hear his
breathing change. I finally cummed but I was young and didn't make very
much sperm then so it was easy to clean up. When I was done I rolled away
from him and he did the same but I was still pretty much awake and heard
the rustling behind me so I knew that he was jacking off too and I knew
when he cummed because he made a bunch of grunting sounds. Neither of us
said anything about it the next day."

Tallon's mouth opened in a huge yawn and when it was done said he was
really sleepy. I suggested then that he go to sleep and sleep as late as
he'd like since the next day was Saturday and we had nothing to do. He
kissed me goodnight then turned around and backed into me, pressing his
naked butt against my groin. He giggled then said that my hairs were
tickling his ass but when I started to move he shook his head and told me
not to.

"I want you to hold me till I got to sleep Blake. I haven't been held like
this since I was a little boy and it's really comforting, I really like
it." The stated ended with another yawn. I had one arm underneath him that
Tallon held against his chest and my other hand was draped across his side
and resting against his taut belly. His breathing leveled out and just when
I thought he was asleep he said in a very soft voice.

"You called me your baby boy earlier. I like being your baby boy Blake. I
like it a lot."

"I'm glad baby boy." He snuggled me a little tighter and a moment later
drifted off to sleep. I lay there awake for a while longer thinking about
the situation. For the first time I considered the possibility of fostering
Tallon. I was pushing 40, had no desire to marry but did desire having a
child, not necessarily a sexual partner, but a child. I wondered what that
would be like, having a boy, this boy around all the time. I felt my heart
to a little tap dance for a second. I really was falling for the kid.

I woke in the middle of the night and because Tallon was still snuggled up
to me I wondered for a brief second what was going on but of course I
figured it out and drifted back to sleep. I woke a little later than my
usual time and padded into the bathroom for my morning ablutions, saving
the shower until later, just in case. Afterwards I went downstairs for
coffee and a quick something to hold me over until wonder boy got up.

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