A Train Trip to Remember
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A Train Trip to Remember
I finished loading the dishwasher and went ahead and ran it since it was just about full. JC had a devilish look on his face and I had a good idea what was on his mind. "Dad, can we have a heart to heart talk?"
He took me by the hand and led me into the living room. He patted the sofa then grabbed a pillow. I sat down and he tossed the pillow against my leg then stretched out. I looked down at him and he had his eyes closed. I gently caressed his face then he reached for my hand putting it on his chest. I felt his heart beating and it was a little faster than normal. "OK kiddo, what's on your mind?"
He opened his eyes and smiled. "Remember when we were on the train the first time and you said you were gay?"
I nodded my head. "Yeah, I remember that."
"I get this feeling that well, you like me and other's my age."
I had to be honest with him because our lives together depended on several things. "Yes I do son but it's not really in a sexual way."
He looked down. "Umm, does that mean you wouldn't let me ever touch you or you touch me again?"
I had to think carefully. "Son, I'm gay and I've had sex with guys before so I'm experienced but what we did on the train the other time was the first time I've ever touched a child."
His eyes got big. "I'm not a kid Dad."
I ran my hand over his cheek. "I know you're not son but you are still a minor and technically what I did was against the law."
He sat up then scooted on my lap. "I know and I'm sure as hell not going to say anything. I loved what we did. Just so you know I've messed around some too. Can I ask what you've done Dad?"
He was sitting on my semi-hard dick and I gently tried to shift his butt into a little different position. "Well son, there isn't anything I haven't done."
His eyes got big. "You mean you've let someone put their dick in you?"
It had been a little over a year since the last time it happened. "Yeah, I've had anal sex. I've been on both ends. I've also sucked them."
He smiled from ear to ear. "Wow Dad, that's so cool. I've sucked a guy before and he did me but I've never had someone put their dick in me but I've seen it on videos. Umm, do you think we could well, umm, have a little fun?"
I was a little worried. I hugged him and looked him in the eyes. "What do you mean by fun?"
He turned red and I glanced down at his crotch. "Well, I love you touching me. It just feels so much better than when I do it. I've only had one guy suck me so I'd love to have you do that too. But there is one thing I'd really like."
I had to stop him there. "Hold on son. If you want me to put my dick in you, that is not going to happen any time soon."
"But, but why, I want you too."
I put my finger on his lips. "I know you do but here is the reason I won't right now. You are still getting chemo and doctors still examine you."
He interrupted. "Yeah, Dr. Moore and I hate him. He's constantly poking me and is always looking at my dick."
"Why is he looking at your dick? You have leukemia not a problem there."
I could see this was something that had been bothering him for some time. "He's always touching it, asking me real personal stuff Dad. Once he wanted me to play with it."
I was getting furious. "Don't worry son; that will not happen any more. You have my word on it."
Tears were streaming down JC's face as I held him against me. "One time I tried telling my Mom what he was doing and she wouldn't believe me. She just said I was making it up as a doctor would never do such things."
JC managed to get his tears stopped. "I believe you son and I'll see to it he's removed from your case before you have to return for your next treatment."
That brought a smile to his face. I could see the gears in his mind working again just then my cell phone rang. I answered it and Mr. Fletcher was calling. "Jerry, can you be at the hospital tomorrow?"
This guy had to be psychic. "Yeah, we can be there. What time?"
"I hope this isn't too early for you but say 9:30?"
I covered the mouth piece and checked with JC. He didn't like having to go but reluctantly agreed. "We'll be there. Oh, while I have you on the phone, JC told me of something that's been happening to him by his primary doctor."
JC started shaking his head. "No Dad, please."
I gave him a 'please trust me look.' "JC told me that a Dr. Stephan Moore has been carrying examinations past the point of what is really medically necessary."
I heard Ike gasp. "Do you mean he's abused JC?"
I wasn't exactly sure what he meant by that. "Well, he's not touched his rectum but he has fondled him."
JC was fighting back tears as I talked with Ike. I pulled him close and rubbed his back. "Don't worry Jerry; we will get to the bottom of this tomorrow. Please tell JC he won't ever have that happen again. I'll have a copy of the temporary legal guardian papers with me and you can give them to the hospital for their records."
"Thanks Ike, we'll see you there tomorrow."
I closed my cell phone and set it on the table as JC sat up looking at me. "Why'd you have to tell him that?"
I kissed him on the cheek as I held his face in my hands. "I told him because he had to know son. He said to tell you what I did and that it wouldn't happen again."
He sat there looking into my eyes as if to see if I was lying to him. Then he leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips. His kiss was like that of a butterfly at first, just a little flutter with his lips. The next time his lips touched mine he held them there longer. I felt his tongue touch my teeth so I took the hint and opened my mouth. His tongue started darting in and out and then I started returning the favor. I felt him reach between us and touch my crotch. My eyes got big and I froze. "Dad, please don't stop me."
I could see a cross between love and pure teen lust in his eyes so I relaxed as he undid my shorts. I figured 1 day wouldn't hurt. "Alright son, I won't."
He stood, turned to face me then took hold of my tee shirt and lifted it up over my head. He knelt down and grasped my shorts and undies tugging gently. I lifted my butt then he slid them down my legs. During our passionate kissing my dick went to full staff. I wasn't the biggest guy in the world by any means. JC stepped back and gazed at my body. "Dad, you look great."
At 41 I was far from over the hill but I had looked better in my time. I had managed to keep from getting a gut on me. "I'm not all that great son. I need to get back into a little better shape."
He reached down and touched my dick. His soft hand felt wonderful and it took all my mind controlling powers to keep from busting a nut immediately. He sat down beside me and put my hand on his tool. I heard him moan in pleasure as I caressed his teen package. He slowly started pumping his hips as I continued manipulating his dick. After a few minutes of this he stopped. "I don't want to shoot yet."
He rolled over onto this stomach so he could face my tool. He shifted onto his side resting one arm and his head on my leg then used the other to take my now hard dick into his hand. The softness of his touch was indescribable. He began to stroke it gently and I moaned at the pleasure he was giving me. I, like him, didn't wish to end this so soon so I gently eased his hand away. He had a look of disappointment on his face. "I'm not stopping this son, I just don't want to shoot yet either."
The sofa wasn't big enough for the 2 of us to lie on it and be comfortable while exploring each other. I began to caress his butt then he sat up. "Can we go down to your bedroom?"
It was almost 10 so before we headed there I secured the house and turned off the lights, "Sure thing son."
I turned the lights off then felt 2 arms reach around my waist. I leaned down picking him up then he wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. I gently rubbed his bottom as I felt his head rest on my shoulder. I carried him over to the bed and gently laid him down then turned on the light. JC reached up and gently touched my dick causing it to jump. "Just a minute Dad, I'll be right back."
He hopped up and went down to his room returning with his tube of lube. "What do you have in mind with that son?"
He handed it to me with e devilish look on his face. "Would you finger me?"
I set it on the nightstand then stretched out on the bed. I held my arms out and he quickly joined me. I rolled onto my side scooping him up in my arms then rolled back onto my back. I felt his stiffy against my dick then he slowly started humping. I gently patted his bottom then he stopped. "What is it you'd like to do son?"
He sat up straddling my legs then started to caress my lightly hairy chest. It felt wonderful and when he grazed one of my nipples I gasped shuddering. I was gently rubbing his hips and thighs as slowly began to head southward. JC looked up at me with a serious look on his face. "Is there anything I can't do if I want?"
I thought for a moment and then decided to take a leap of faith, "No son there isn't except for the one thing we talked about earlier."
He continued with his ministrations slowly working his way towards my dick. His soft hands felt wonderful and I closed my eyes. The next thing I felt was his warm breath on the head of my dick and before I could even open my eyes, it was in his mouth. I could tell he had done this before but he was also a little inexperienced. After a few minutes he stopped. "Would you suck me too?"
I smiled then we got into the classic 69 position. His 4" tool looked beautiful and I couldn't want to have it in my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head causing him to moan. Before I went to work on it, I reached over and grabbed the lube. I put a liberal amount on my finger then tapped his leg. "Pull your leg up son."
He brought his leg up and I saw his most private of places. I didn't want to scare him so I held off licking it. I rubbed the lube around his hole then gently eased my finger inside. His hole seemed to open as my finger slid in. Just then I felt JC's finger running up and down from my balls to my hole. I picked the lube up and handed it to him. The next thing I felt was the coolness of the gel hit my hole then his finger entered my exit. I dove onto his dick and started sucking as if his delivery would be my last. JC pulled off my dick momentarily. "How does it feel Dad?"
Even though he was inexperienced, he didn't try to force things but taking more of my dick into his mouth like several of my adult loves had done. "It feels super son. I'll tap you on the leg when I'm getting close."
I heard him giggle. "Why?"
"That way you won't end up with a mouthful of my sperm."
He smiled at me. "I want to taste it Dad. I've tasted my own before."
"Alright son, I'll try to keep from flooding your mouth so you can swallow."
At that, he dove back onto my dick and began massaging my prostate. I went back to work on him and within a couple of minutes, he was moaning. I rubbed his prostate then felt the head of his dick expand. "I'm gonna cum Dad."
No sooner had he said it, JC was filling my mouth with the sweetest nectar I'd ever tasted. He was doing a wonderful job on my dick and I couldn't make the feeling last any longer. I tapped his leg then let out a loud moan. "I can't hold back any longer."
My first blast was strong but JC quickly swallowed it and every one that followed. He withdrew his finger then came up beside me. "That was great Dad."
He kissed me passionately then we cuddled as our breathing slowed. The next thing I remember was my bladder aching to be emptied. I looked at the clock and it was a few minutes past 7. I eased myself out from JC's arms and legs then hurried to the bathroom. I went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. I heard the coffee maker beep telling me the coffee was ready. After fixing a cup I sat down remembering last night. Just then, I felt the arms of JC around my neck. "Morning Dad."
I reached around and wrapped my arm around his waist then slid him onto my lap. "Happy Birthday son, how'd you sleep?"
He kissed me on the cheek. "Thanks Dad and I slept great. What's there to eat, I'm hungry."
I was normally a coffee person but I had a few things I could make for him. "What do you normally have for breakfast?"
He looked down to the floor, "What ever I manage to find. Normally there is some cereal in the cupboard."
I lifted his head up. "How does eggs and sausage sound?"
His eyes lit up. "That's great Dad but you don't have to go to all that trouble. I do like cereal."
He stood up so I could start cooking. "After we leave the hospital we'll go to the store and get some groceries. I love to cook and together we'll get things you like. What would you like for your birthday son? Since I only found out about it yesterday, I hadn't gotten you anything."
He wrinkled his nose when I mentioned the hospital. "I was hoping you'd forgotten that. I like almost anything and my favorite is ham."
I loved ham too but it really wasn't practical fixing one for just me because they were just too big. I started cooking then I looked over my shoulder. "OK son, one ground rule I'm going to set. No eating meals in the buff. I love looking at you but it is good manners to have some clothes on. Besides, if you drop something hot in your lap, something very tender is going to get burnt. As for ham, I think I can fix you a special birthday dinner you'll love. I have to admit, I'm not much of a baker so how about I get you the cake of your choice?"
His hands slowly slid down and he covered his tool. "Anything you fix for me will be special and I love chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. While you're cooking, I'll get some clothes on."
JC scurried to the bedroom to get something on while I finished cooking. The eggs were almost done when he left so by the time he returned, it was on the plate and on the table. "There you go son, dig in and eat while it's hot."
While he was eating, I emptied the dishwasher and put everything away. Before I was done with that project, JC was done and had his plate rinsed. He helped me with the rest of the silverware then he put his plate and utensils in the washer. "You're a good cook Dad."
I gave him a hug. "It wasn't all that much son."
Out came that impish grin again. "I know but what was really great was that I was with you. You know; a family meal."
I finished my coffee. "I don't know about you but I need a shower."
He looked at me with a smile. "Can we take one together?"
I looked at the clock and it was 8:15. "Yes but we don't have time for a lot of extra activities."
He headed for the bathroom but before he left the kitchen he dropped his shorts and wiggled his butt at me. "What I had in mind wouldn't take a lot of time."
I walked down the hall towards my room. JC was already in the bathroom and had the shower going. I quickly stripped then went in. He was bent over checking the water temperature and I couldn't resist tickling his butt. He jumped as I surprised him. "Come on kiddo, let's get cleaned up."
We got into the shower then JC got his body wet. He handed me the soap. "Will you wash me?"
He knew I would so I got a good lather going on my hands then went to work. I started with is bald head then worked my way south. As I washed his chest, he leaned back against me and his eyes closed. I looked down and he was sporting wood. I eased back so I could reach in between us and wash his back. When I got the upper half done, I got him under the water. After he was rinsed, he reached for the soap. "Do you want to wash me now?"
He nodded his head so I turned around. He washed my back then quickly did my chest playing with the few chest hairs I had. He got me under the water and helped me rinse off. JC handed me the soap and I started on the lower half of his body. He was still sporting his stiffy but there really wasn't time for fun and games. I knelt down and washed his legs and feet then moved up to his butt and crotch. "Jerry, jack me off please?"
I looked up into his eyes and gently shook my head. "When we get home we can have some fun but right now we don't have the time."
He looked a little sad but resigned himself to having to wait until later. We finished our showers then got dried and dressed. I clipped my cell phone onto my belt then we headed for the garage. Before I could open the door my cell rang and I saw it was Ike. "Hi Ike, we were just leaving for the hospital."
"I'm glad I caught you then. You need to go to the 3rd floor in the Medical Arts Building and see Dr. Liam Finch in room 300. He's the head of Pediatric Oncology."
I made a mental note of the information. "Alright Ike, will you be there too?"
"Yes, I'll be there. I'm already on my way so I'll probably have to wait on you."
I finished the call and opened the door then pushed the button on the garage door opener. I heard JC gasp. "Whoa Dad, what a great looking Hummer."
I'd always wanted a Hummer and now with $5,000 a week for life coming in, I could finally afford one. "Come on son and get in. If you think the outside is hot, just wait until you see the inside."
I had it fully loaded. I had a top of the line sound system in it that not only had an AM-FM radio with CD player; it also could play MP3 music. I had a GPS system that could take us anywhere in the world. "This thing is cool it looks like a small tank on wheels."
I had to agree that it was cool. I loved it and I was like a kid with a new toy in it. It took about 20 minutes to get over to Joe DiMaggio. After parking we went inside and met up with Ike. We took the elevator to the third floor then walked down to room 300. No sooner had we got off the elevator when JC pulled my arm and gasped. Ike heard this and looked at him. "What is it?"
He pointed down the hall as a man entered another room. "That was Dr. Moore."
I wrapped my arm around him. "Remember what I told you son, he'll not hurt you again."
We found room 300 and went inside. Since today was a holiday, there wasn't anyone else in the office. "Are you sure about the time Ike?"
Just then a door opened and there stood who I had to assume was Dr. Finch. "Sorry to keep ya waiting lads, come on in."
We walked towards Dr. Finch's office as Ike handed me the court order. Dr. Finch sat down behind his desk and we sat down. "I hope JC not coming in after all didn't create any problems."
He shook his head. "It was no trouble at all. So how have you been feeling JC?"
"Not too bad. I'm not getting as sick on my stomach as I was."
Dr. Finch had a file in front of him that I guessed was JC's. He made some notes on it then looked up at me. I handed him the papers Ike gave me. "This is a court order making me JC's temporary guardian. Now, he's told me something about his doctor that has me very upset."
Dr. Finch looked at me and then at JC. "I'm all ears laddie, now what's going on?"
He looked at me then back to Dr. Finch. "It's Dr. Moore. Every time he examines me, he umm well, he takes things too far."
Dr. Finch had a confused look on his face. "What do you mean too far lad?"
I could see JC getting upset. "He starts playing with me. He touches my penis and plays with it. He's always calling me names, pushing me around and dares me to say anything."
Dr. Finch's face went pale. "Are you sure about this?"
JC jumped up. "I knew it, you don't believe me. Hell yeah I'm sure about this. I don't want that fuck..."
I stood and put my hand across JC's mouth. "That's just enough son. I won't tolerate language like that."
"Fuck off," JC said snapping his head away from my hand."
I stood there shocked looking at his icy face. I walked over to Ike handing him the papers then left the room. "You handle him."
I walked out of the outer office and into the hall. I didn't know what to do or where I was going. I felt like I'd been kicked right in the nuts and it hurt like hell.
Back inside Dr. Finch's office Ike was doing a slow boil. JC was still standing there and his hands were in clenched fists. "JC get your ass over here NOW!"
He glared at Ike. "Who the hell..."
Ike looked at Dr. Finch. "Can you give us a few minutes alone?"
He stood up nodding as he headed for the door. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
Dr. Finch left the office as Ike continued to stare at JC. Ike got up and walked over towards the boy. He sat down on the arm of the chair then pulled the boy over his lap then proceeded to give him a much deserved spanking. He stood JC up then pushed him into the seat. "Now you listen to me young man. I'm still your Great Uncle and no nephew of mine will ever cuss at an adult. DO I MAKE MYSELF PERFECTLY CLEAR?"
JC stood up and started rubbing his butt and sobbing uncontrollably. "What the..."
Ike interrupted him. "I SAID DO I MAKE MYSELF PERFECTLY CLEAR OR DO I HAVE TO IMPRINT IT AGAIN?"
JC sat back down as Ike found some tissues and handed them to the sobbing boy. "Ya yes Uncle Ike."
Ike continued to stand in front of him. "What in the hell ever possessed you to cuss at Dr. Finch and Jerry like that?"
JC wiped his eyes and blew his nose. "I dunno, I just thought."
"NO," Ike interrupted. "You DIDN'T think. You let your mouth overload your ass and in the process hurt the one person who really loves you."
JC looked at the ground. "It was sounding like Dr. Finch and Jerry weren't believing me."
Ike got into his face. "You weren't listening. All Dr. Finch did was ask if you were sure of what you were saying. He never said he didn't believe you. Now, Jerry didn't believe you? Is that what you're saying?"
"Ah well," JC stammered.
"Have you forgotten what he told you when you saw Dr. Moore?"
JC started crying again shaking his head, "No."
"Then why the hell did you tell him to fuck off? I don't suppose you managed to see the hurt on his face."
JC dropped his head into his hands and lost it. "Oh my god Uncle Ike, what have I done? WHAT HAVE I DONE? He hates me now and I can't blame him. I'm all alone now. What am I gonna do?"
Ike let him cry for a while then helped him get his emotions under control. "Do you still love Jerry and want him to be your Dad?"
His head snapped up at the question. "Of course I do but I bet he hates me now."
Ike sat beside him on the arm of the chair. "Do you want to see him?"
JC was lost in thought. "I dunno. I do so I can tell him how sorry I am but I'm scared. What if he tells me to fuck off like I did him?"
Ike rubbed his back. "There's only one way to find out, isn't there?"
He looked up at his great uncle. "Yeah, I guess there is."
To be continued