TRAVELER
Chapter 273

by CARL DICKSON

Our hope is that every homosexual youth in this country can find a home and someone to love them as they are.
No one deserves to be discriminated against, no matter what their differences from society's norm
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A tidy quote from chapter 137
"titles belong on books, not people" ©Carl Dickson—2007

Does your mother know you're reading this shit?

Warning: This story is PORNO. I have tried my hand at friction, now I'm trying fiction. This story contains vivid descriptions of sexual activity between men and teen boys.
It contains no truth, partial truth, or half truth. What it does contain is stroking material. If this kind of story turns you off, or offends you, please find something else.
The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults and underage children.

If you are underage, or if this is illegal where you are, then please go away. If you're under 18, Adios come back when it is legal for you to read this smut.
If you lied about your age in order to access this story, remember this is our story. Life doesn't always work out like a story.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either
are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitioiusly,
and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business
establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Thus said, this story is copyrighted, ©2005-2012. It is therefore illegal to copy or use any part of this story on any other web site without my written permission.


My health has taken a nasty turn and I find that I can no longer remain on my own. I am moving into a Hospice, but I will continue this story as long as I can. You may want to send for the full version so that you will always have a copy to remember me by.
Traveler Chapter 273
    Cory Man and I needed some download time with each other. We rode horses over to Cory's house in Oklahoma while Sagi stayed with Ugitsiha at her house in the village. Ugitsiha is getting very close to full term with Douglas Redhand and Sagi remembers the trouble that she had when carrying each of my baby boys. I knew not to worry, my darling wife was in good hands with Sagi and Beulah staying with her Whatever the reasons we were glad to have the time to just be alone together and what better a place than in the late autumn colored countryside? I threatened to tie Yuri down with wet rawhide strips on top of an anthill if he didn't leave us to ourselves. He caught on and winked at me. I hate that my life is so open to my sons, they really aren't old enough to have the knowledge that they are gleaning from our mind contacts. Roddy invited his little brother, Yuri, to go to his house for the night and the boy was so excited that he almost ran into the door facing.
    PSl—Wes Blackhand went with Inagei, and Ita Kearns to their mother's, Quetisi, house for the night. Wes and Sagi's mother still resents Wes for killing her husband when he was a ten year old boy. Wes led a troubled life as a teenager and was in trouble with the law all of the time. His mother keeps him at a distance as she takes a wait and see attitude. I need to sit down with the woman and let her know how much Wes has changed in the three years that he has lived with my family.

    "I've been wondering about something, my alihelitsidasdi. Could someone get hold of those shoe inserts and just walk in to a secure area? Could I use them?" Cory asked me when I slipped off my shoes."
    "You think that I am your happiness, you make me the happiest man on this earth, babe. You could use them, and they would make your feet feel really good. They are a high quality insole designed to reduce stress on the bottoms of the feet. As for using them to walk into a secure area, no. They have smart technology that knows who is using them. If I were to wash my feet and put a strong foot powder on them then the insoles may not recognize me."
    "Your feet don't stink."
    "No, but I do sweat. The bottoms of the feet are one of the most sweat producing area of the body, even more than the arm pits." That got an eww, and I got a kiss. We decided to work up a real sweat as we rolled over and began to make love to each other for the rest of the night. An hour later we had to change the sheets and take a shower, together of course, we had soaked the bed and we were dripping with man sweat. We got back into bed and turned so that we could play like puppies nursing at the big teat and went to sleep.

    I suppose that it is time to update my family tree again.
Chief Mighty Water Chief Steve Conway
Steve's Son, Cory Sr. Gowi & Sagi Christopher Cory
Awinita
Little Steve

Steve's Son,Amadahy Tequasi

Steve's Daughter, Beulah Pam's mother, Quetisi Pam
Inagei
Ita
Common Ancestor (↑half brothers↓) Steve's Daughter, Ahwiagina,
Quadini's elisi
Ugitsiha →
(Redhand)

Gvnigetsuli
Cory Stevens
Cullen James
Douglas Redhand
Mike Stevens
Christopher Stevens Chris's Grandmother, Sarah
Grandfather, Theron
Chris's Mother Magayeti
Quis
RD RD Jr

Chris & Mike's Great Grand Mother 2nd husband, Otis Steven's Grandmother Lola, Grand Father Lester Steven's Mother Beatrice Tlvdatsi'
Mike's Grand Mother, Eva Mike's Mother, Quitisi Wahuhi

    I do this from time to time so that you may know how our kids are going and growing. After all Cory has a new baby, Little Steve, RD has a son now, Little Randy, and I am about to go crazy as I pace the floor waiting for Douglas Redhand to show up. We had wanted to wait and meet our baby when he, or she, was born, but cute little Awinita told us that we had a son and told us what name we had chosen. Neither Ugitsiha nor I were disappointed with the name, in fact it was perfect to name our new son after his two grandfathers. We just wish that tiny prying minds would stay out of our house and let us celebrate the Lord's blessings when they arrive.

    After any trip away I return home to find the yard around my house in a shambles. I have landscapers that come twice a week to cut and trim, but even so the wind blown debris collects quickly around the foundation and in the shrubbery. I had just finished raking everything into a pile when Pam Carmichael pulled her car into the circular drive. The back door opened and Yuri jumped out still wearing his cleats and his uniform pants. He carried his shoulder pads and jersey over his left shoulder and he wore a very broad smile. "I'll put this stuff in my room and come back to help you, daddy."
    "Take your cleats off before you go into the house, young man." He really likes it when I call him young man, he thinks that he is more grown up than he is. He sat down on the bench by the sidewalk at the front door and pulled off his shoes. He tied the laces together and carried them in his left hand as he opened the door and disappeared. The last words that I heard from him was, "Mom, I'm home." Then the front door shut.
    Petey was up next to me as he held his arms out for me to pick him up and give him a hug. I have hugged that boy every time that I see him since the day that we first found him and his mother living in the sewers downtown. Pam came up to me and told me that I should be proud of my son. She told me that he ran a twenty yard touchdown in the "Pee Wee" game that the two boys had just played. I looked at Petey, "I bet that it was you that blocked for Yuri." The boy nodded his head vigorously. Yuri and Petey have grown so close to each other that it is scary, after al. they are only ten years old. I ruffled Petey's hair and asked Pam if she would like to go inside for a cold drink. She told me that she had to hurry home and fix dinner before Johnny got there, but she would take a rain check. I told her that she didn't need one, she is welcome at my house at any time.
    Yuri came back out with a handfull of veggie sticks and a large glass of ice water. Behind him his mother was carrying a tray with more of the same on it. She told me that I needed to watch myself and keep hydrated, afterall I was about to be the daddy of son number six. I kissed her and sat down with Yuri to learn about his day. He wanted to tell me about his game winning touchdown and how he caught the ball about twenty feet up in the air.
    "When the center snapped the ball I was on the run. I got out about a thousand feet in front of everybody and turned to run backwards like the guys do on TV games. I made the quarterback see me that I was in the clear and all and he through the football to me and I had to jump real high up to catch it, but I did then I just ran and ran until I crossed the line and we had a touchdown that put us ahead by five points and we won the game. Daddy, it was so great, I am the srar of the day." I told him that he was my star everyday and he got in my lap and began to kiss me all over my face. "I love you, daddy. Yoy are the greatest dad in all of the world." I know that many sons tell their fathers that, and most of them are correct. I am just an ordinary joe with an ordinary love for my kids. I will love and support them as long as they live. After another ten minutes I learned about Yuri's class work and what stood out in his mind from those studies.

    Many of our Junior and Senior boys attend law classes at the University of Arizona. Those students are more advanced in their studies and plan to go on into practice of the law after graduation from high school. Most all of the advanced students are also accepted into the city's Courts Are Us program sponsored by the Pima County Superior Court System in Tucson. It is an honor to be chosen for the program that places highschool students in courtroom situations as jurists or jurors. This year was the first year that we had two girls from BAG attend the six week workshop, one girl acted as the prosecutor in an armed robbery case, the other served as defense council for a student charged with DUI. Both girls won their cases.
    Carmen De Soto, a senior, received the distinct honor to serve as the presiding judge at five of the mock trials. Carmen has grown so much since he was found living on the streets of Tucson at fifteen years of age. He has more than excelled in all of his studies and is a leader that the other boys look up to. His relationship with Pépin is one of the strongest in the school and I can easily see those two boys living together for the rest of their lives.
    As the student judge Carmen handed down decisions that made the moderators take note of him. He cited cases as presidents that made the grownups turn to their law books. He was right on with his rulings, of course, but no one expected a child to be so knowledgeable of the law. The two main professors at the law college began to court Carmen in an attempt to get him to enroll at the University of Arizona. Arizona University from Mesa wanted to grab him up and take him home with them. Northern Arizona University at Flagstaff offered him a full ride scholarship and many secret perks. He stifled their ardor when he turned and kissed Pépin in an open mouth kiss, with tongue. He asked the professors what sort of program did they have for the future Mr. De Soto. They quickly changed the subject. I smiled, the world says that it is ready for us, but are they really?.

    Each school day at BAG and BAW begins with the Pledge of Allegiance, followed by a prayer before the Christian Flag. After all of that the sound of America the Beautiful by the boys' new most favorite singer, Willie Nelson comes on the PA speaker system and the boys all sing along.
    I stress to the non-Christian boys at BAW that they need not participate and that those of other faiths should take the time to pray to their deities, three times each day the boys of the Islamic faith are allowed to take out their prayer rugs and, after washing their feet, they pray to Allah. I love to step into a classroom and join the boys there, or stop by the group of boys in virtual studies at the main house. There the boys that study in their rooms wait until the morning announcements and the Pledge ceremonies are completed before they go their respected rooms to dive into the computer guided courses.

    I had to do something that I hated. Tyler had come over with the recommendation of the school board, and it was not good. One of our new instructors had been sexually involved with a student. I knew the student and how much he enjoyed sex with older guys. I looked at Tyler and told him that I wanted to do my own investigation before anything was done. I asked him not to speak about the incident with the instructor. I told my darling wife that I was going to go over to the school and have a snack with the boys and listen to their latest banter. She smiled at me, she knew exactly why I was going to the school. "Be careful with him, my love, he is at a very tender age and very confused about his sexuality."
    I kissed her and rubbed her belly, "for luck," I told her. The break area of the cafeteria was filled with boys sitting around and talking about their day. I got myself a cold bottle of juice from the line and turned to find a seat. Shiloh Burrerbaugh waved his hand at me and motioned for me to come over. My job had just gotten much easier. Shiloh sat so close to me that even the air could not pass between us. He was talking about sexual situations that I was uncomfortable with in our current location. His main theme took a turn that was unmistakable, he wanted sex with grown men forever. He wanted me to take him to a place where I could fuck him all night long. I came right out and asked him, "Didn't you get along with Mr. Kellerman night before last?"
    "He is great, but he doesn't want to do it with me 'cause I'm his student. I had to stick my hand down his pants and play with him until he couldn't hold out any longer."
    "You know that that could be considered rape. You forced yourself on someone else, and even though he is older than you that did not make what you did right. In fact Mr. Kellerman is in trouble with the school board and they want me to fire him. They also want to call the police because he had sex with a minor. You are under fifteen so, in the eyes of the law, his crime is even worse."
    "He didn't commit no crime. He just loved me like I wanted him to do." I put images in his mind about his instructor sitting in a jail cell with large men holding their naked cocks in his face. I asked him if that is what he wanted for his instructor. He tearfully told me no with his head bowed very low. I told him that in order to save his instructor's job that he needed to go with me to the school board at once, before they called the police. As we headed out to the administration building I sent Mr. Kellerman a message to join us.

    Mr. Kellerman sat at one end of the table by himself and faced the ugly looks of my gay friends that make up my school board. Shiloh was sitting in the corner behind the board members where he could not see their faces. I looked over the table and had the boy move to a chair to the left hand side of his instructor, he could see the looks on everyone's face and he shook inside. I sent a calming message to his subconscious and he settled down.
    I stood behind Mr. Kellerman with my hands on his shoulders and spoke to the room, "Is this a child rapist or a victim? Mr. Kellerman is like everyone of us in this room, he is gay and he enjoys the company of a boy from time to time. However he took an oath before his employment was finalized and swore that he would never initiate sexual contact with any student in the Bradford Academes group. I believe that this board has done an injustice to this man by not allowing him to tell you the truth about the incident for which you have summarily dismissed him. I am going to ask him to tell us exactly what happened, right now. His young victim is present and he will tell his version of the event after Ed has finished speaking." I sat down against the wall behind Ed and waited for him to get the butterflies in his stomach to come to order.
    "I have no excuse for what happened between this young man and myself. I let myself be controlled by the events at the time." He stopped to cough and gag a little then he took a swallow of water. His hands were shaking so bad that even with both hands he splashed water on the table. he continued, "I found myself alone and where I should not have been. I succumbed to my baser nature and had anal sex with a fourteen year old student. I am ashamed of my actions. I lend myself to the decision of this board and will tell the police that I am the guilty one here."
    "You're no martyr, Ed. I know the truth behind the events and I want you to know that the only thing that you are guilty of is being a verile, homosexual male that allowed his hormones to rule his head." I looked at the board members and the confusion on their faces. I was a little put off by their actions. I have know many of those men for more than twenty five years and they looked at me as if I was lying to them.
    "Robby, have I ever lied to you. Have I ever tried to deceive you, Ryan? We have known each other since high school. Bud, as our legal attaché do you believe that what this board has tried to do to Mr. Kellerman is in the legal best interests of this school? Kenneth, I have only known you for seven years, but you are lovers with a very old friend of mine from my high school days, have I ever tried to pull one on you, has JC ever told you that I may lie from time time?" I was letting my emotions control me. Everyone at the table confirmed that I was not a liar or that I had even embellished the truth, except when telling a joke sometimes. "I am going to ask the boy to stand up and tell all of you exactly how the events of night before last came about."
    I had Shiloh step up on a chair so that he could be clearly seen. With a voice that spoke with maturity of someone much older than he was, he told every detail of that evening. He got down from the chair and walked over to Ed Kellerman and held out his hand, "I am sorry sir, I seduced you and that was wrong. Please forgive me?" Ed rose from his seat and hugged the boy very tightly and thanked him for his statement. He told him that he was forgiven and that he would like to remain friends. With tears in their eyes the two hugged tightly as the board members gathered around them and wished them well.
    I stepped up behind Ed and wrapped my arms about him. I pushed his jacket open and rubbed his taught belly through his pull over shirt. "Gentlemen, ever since I began to furnish my house with hot and cold running boys in the summer of 2004 you have joined in sex with them. The boys named our Saturday night get togethers Orgy night in early 2005. Ken, it was your son Alec that came up with that name idea and you never seemed to object when you and JC joined us for a wild night of sex with as many boys as you could make love to in evening. There is not a swinging dick in this room that has not come to my house for sex with the young boys that are living there, except for you, ED. You are new on the scene and have not yet joined us in the wine celler beneath Granite House across the street. You are welcome to come over at anytime, and you can join in the debauchery this Saturday night, if you so choose." I felt Ed's abs tighten and I saw his mind as he looked at the beautiful Shiloh and fucked him in his mind. I humped my cock along his clothed back and moved away.
    Shiloh moved next to me with a bedroom look in his eyes. "Son, you have done wrong here and I will not reward you by doing what you want to do with me. In fact I am going to place you on detention for the remainder of the week. After class each day you are to return to your cubicle and stay there except to go to the restroom and to eat. If you are caught outside of your cubicle for any other reason then we will have to punish you further." The boy ducked his head and dragged his foot on the floor, but he agreed to the terms of his detention.

    I felt distress and frustration from my wife, then the kicker… my babies were crying in pain. I rushed through the tunnel from the schoo, through the main house, across the wine cellar and over to my house. I dashed up the steps to find my wife leaning her head against the wall and tears running down her face. I held her close as she sobbed, I had to touch her mind to learn the cause of her pain and I almost laughed out loud when I discovered the reason.
    It never ceases to tear our hearts out when we have to discipline our sons. Ugitsiha had spanked the two little ones, hard. They were just being babies as they flushed their toys down the toilet and caused the water to back up and run out on the floor. There was little damage to the bathroom, one of the things that I had insisted on when the house was built is that the nursery bathroom floor sits two inches below the rest of the area, and there are two four inch drains built in to the floor. The overflow water was being carried away as fast as it spilled over from the clogged download receptacle. In her frustration Ugitsiha had tanned the bare butts of the guilty little ones, then headed to the hallway to cry about what she had done.
    I quickly called for my plumbing contractor. I told Bill of our current dilemma and he told me that he would have a man at the house within a half an hour.
    Bill's man was efficient, he had the toys removed and the toilet running clear in less than fifteen minutes. I signed his ticket and gave him a twenty dollar bill for his quick actions. I checked his mind, he was as straigt as an arrow and had a gilrfriend that he hoped to marry as soon as they had enough money saved up. Ugitsiha picked up on that and the matchmaker in her started her wheels to start turning. I knew that we would be going to a weddin for the young man very shortly.

    Our orgy night had the largest turnout of my old adult friends in many months. I guess my dress down of the school board members had created a side effect that I did not mind. I love my old friends and I want to see them happy. If getting a little greasy kid stuff on them will accomplish that I will welcome it.
    Cory loves to tell a story or a joke. He is really quite a good speaker and his subject always seems to get everyone's attention. He was telling about a successful rancher that died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she placed an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand. Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk.
    She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk.
    He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching. For weeks, the two of them worked hard and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said "You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels." The hired hand readily agreed and went into town on Saturday night.
    He returned around 2:30 am, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace drinking a glass of wine while she waited for him.
    She quietly called him over to her. "Unbutton my blouse and take it off," she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. "Now take off my boots." He did as she asked, ever so slowly. "Now take off my socks." He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots. "Now take off my skirt." He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light. "Now take off my bra." Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. Then she looked at him and said: "If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired!" The boys had been listening intently and were totally involved in the story, at the punch line room broke out in intense laughter.
    Brad walked up to Cory and placed his arm around his shoulder. "Everybody who has a dog calls him "Rover" or "Boy." I call mine "Sex." He's a great pal but he has caused me a great deal of embarrassment.
    "When I went to city hall to renew his license, I told the clerk I would like a license for Sex.
    "He said, "I'd like one, too!"
    "Then I said, but this is a dog." He said he didn't care what she looked like. Then I said, "You don't understand, I've had Sex since I was nine years old."
    "He winked and said, "You must have been quite a kid."
    "When I got married and went on my honeymoon, I took the dog with me. I told the motel clerk that I wanted a room for my wife and a special room for Sex.
    "He said, "You don't need a special room, as long as you pay your bill we don't care what you do."
    "I said, "Look, you don't understand, Sex keeps me awake at night."
    "The clerk said, "Funny…I have the same problem."
    "When my wife and I separated, we went to court to fight for custody of the dog. I said, 'Your Honor, I had Sex before I was married.'
    "The judge said, 'The courtroom isn't a confessional. Stick to the case, please.'
    "Then I told him that after I was married Sex left me.
    'He said, 'Me, too.'
    "Last night, Sex ran off again. I spent hours looking around town for him. A cop came over to me and asked, 'What are you doing in this alley at 4 o'clock in the morning?' I told him that I was looking for Sex. My case comes up Friday."
    "Since that story was told to us by none other than Mr. Dicklick himself I believe that it has to be true," I told the boys. Brad's husband was rolling on the floor. I told him that he should tell the story of dicklick.
    Most of the boys had never heard the story before and they kept at Jayson until he finally caved in and told them. Jay stood up and told the boys that he and Brad were walking in the park when they saw a puppy licking his dick. I said, "Hey Brad, don't you wish you could do that?"
    He said, "Yeah, but I'm afraid he might bite me."

    I moved on about the wine cellar and checked out the pairings that were present. I found that nearly all of the couples were with someone else or had a third person added to their activities of the evening. I smiled as I watched Mylo Caremour and Jareth Sanger talking up Kyle Simpson-Foss. Mylo was holding Kyle's huge phallus while Pebbles licked the glans and tried his best to engulf, even a bit of it, into his mouth. Kyle winked at me, I eye talked him to be careful with the two youngsters. He answered that he might just give them what they wanted, I told him that he should do that.
    I found Noel and Shiloh together against the east wall. They were entwined about each other in a very loving embrace. Noel Piel opened his eyes and looked over Shiloh's shoulder and stared at me. He pushed Shiloh back and whispered in his ear. Shiloh turned to look at me and smiled. I sat between the two boys. I wiggled my ass so that they had to move apart. They wanted to know about the pin and when they could get one for themselves. I had already been up Shiloh's ass, maybe it was time to do it in front of witnesses and also make Noel a brother in the Order of the Pin.
     As I sat between them and let them draw up close, I kept skin contact with each of them. I could feel Noel shaking. I looked into his mind, he had a question for me, but he was afraid to ask it. I turned and bent over so that I was face to face with him. I pulled his head against mine and kissed him, with tongue and passion. He melted into me as he moved very close, he wanted everything that I would give him.
    Noel is a sparse little guy. He stands five foot two, but he is almost all skin with no muscle to cover his bony ribs. His hair is a stark white, his eyes are deep blue and his teeth are as white as his hair is. His flat belly makes his five and a half inch cut cock look even larger than it is. It really does look good enough to eat. His crotch is cleanly shaved, even his scrote doesn't have a hair on it. Shiloh has not taken care of himself, his pubes are shaved, but his scrote is covered with wiry curlies several inches long. I was going to get both of the boys' butts, after I got their cream. I touched my nose to Noel's and looked deep into his eyes. All I could see was a deep lust, his mind screaming for me to suck him then fuck him. I did first things first.
    I twisted so that I was flat on my back and pulled Noel on top of me so that our cock could slip into the mouth of the other. I tightened my tongue against the top of his cock as it slid into place and let his glans go into my throat. His length was perfect, his glans just fit into my throat without going so deep as to block my airway. His cock swelled and his nut batter shot forth. I pushed him up so that I could get a taste of him. I pushed against his perineum and felt him tighten as another large load of the nectar from down under shot forth to give me the satisfaction that I had done him good. I took hold of Shiloh's balls and carefully pulled him so that he was between Noel's legs. I pulled his hefty cock down and sucked on him. I had just wanted to get him wet for his entry, very quickly but I got the cream. I guided his throbbing dick into position and he took over doing what came naturally.
    Noel sighed, "Oh man, I love it when you do me. I like doing you, but Baboushka, I need it too, you know." I sensed the two boys in a serious kiss as Shiloh grew to the task and began to make his moves. I settled in for a long session of boi fucking, right in my face. Both boys had just gotten off a good load so I figured that they would make their union last at least fifteen minutes or so. I was pleased when Noel shot two loads during a twenty minute session before Shiloh pushed his cock up to his boyfriend's tonsils, from the back door. I watched as Shiloh's balls drew close to his body and I saw the urethra along his shaft pump his great tasting baby batter into his lover's love tunnel. I ate it up.
    Both boys rolled over to their backs, one on each side of me. I leaned over and did an ATM on Shiloh. He was sensitive, but I wanted a real taste of his boyfriend. I didn't wait long, I had to get in position or the moment would pass for Noel. I leaned over the boy and kissed him, it was his first taste of his own ass, but I don't think he was aware. He was raising his butt from the floor in eager anticipation of what was about to happen, I didn't make him wait. I pushed a half of my cock's length into him and he grimaced. I am much larger in girth than Shiloh and the stretching had to go slowly or I could hurt him, badly. I waited until he was adjusted to the large invasion weapon in his body and when he relaxed and smiled up at me I knew that he really did want it. His words confirmed that thought, "Fuck me real hard. I like to fucked hard and fast. I never had no dick that big in me afore, but I like it so much." I liked him so much too.
    I took my time as I made love to the boy. I learned that he had known himself to be gay since he was about ten. He always sought out ways to be able to look at naked men and older boys. One day he saw a boy jacking off behind some bushes at a city park. The older boy saw Noel watching him and he turned so that Noel could see everything. When Noel began to rub his cock through his jeans the fifteen year old boy invited him to come closer. He told Noel that he could touch him, if he wanted. Noel said that the touch of that hard cock against his hand almost made him cream himself. The older boy told Noel that he should pull his penis out so that it could breathe, then he said that if he wanted to that he could taste of his cock. Noel wanted to, more than anything in the world. His favorite fantasy when masturbating himself was to suck on a large cock. He nearly always shot his load into his cupped left hand and then licked it clean while he continued to short stroke himself. He didn't care what happened to him, he was going to suck this boy and taste his cum.
    The boy surprised Noel, after he shot his entire load into a hot mouth for the first time he took to his knees and began to suck Noel's cock. He opened the rest of the buttons on Noel's jeans and let them drop to his knees. He wrapped his arms around the young, firm butt and swallowed the whole cock, balls and all. Noel's knees buckled when he shot the largest load of his thirteen years of life. He and the boy rode their bikes to Noel's house and went into the apartment behind the garage. There they stripped naked and got into a sixty nine. The boy asked Noel if he would stick his cock in his butt, Noel had never thought about something so nasty, but it was sex so it might feel good. The boy and Noel became after school lovers, the older boy went to the high school, while Noel attended the junior high. They would meet after school and go somewhere that they could get naked and suck and fuck until dinner time. Their luck ran out when the boy's mother stepped out to empty the garbage and saw the side door to the garage open. She walked over to shut the door, but what she saw…
    Noel was fucking her baby. She knew Noel's mother and had seen him around the neighborhood. She made two phone calls, one to the police to report that her son was being raped, and the other to Noel's mother. The police arrested the older boy for sexual misconduct with a minor under fifteen years of age. The judge dismissed the charges when both boys swore that the sex was consensual. With both boys within two years in age of each other and one just a month ahead of his fifteenth birthday, there were no grounds to prosecute. Judge Thoms read the prosecutor the riot act for wasting the tax payers' money and his time. He left the bench and called me.
    I quickly accepted Noel as a student to the school, but I did not take the time to visit with him and learn about him. I was glad that he had wanted our liaison of the evening to occur. I needed to go easy with the small boy. Shiloh is an eager bottom that takes any cock that he can. Noel is more of Shiloh's top and has only had two other boys in his bed before. I was not going to hurt him. I wanted him to have a great memory or our time together and maybe he would ask for another union in the future. Of course I did not leave Shiloh out, I had set out to see to it that both boys were able to receive the badge that seems so important to the boys. Sometimes I regret ever allowing that little pin to come into existence. Turner was ready with two tiny gold emblems for the newest members of the Order of the Pin. He and Jimmy tattooed the pins to the fleshy mound above the noobies soft cocks as the other boys around us cheered.

    I walked over to the drink and snack cooler in the northwest corner of the room. The red light on the dumb waiter was flashing. I raised the door and found that someone had sent down five large trays with teweny dozen small pizza bites on each one from the kitchen above. I called out, "Pizza snacks," and ducked for cover as the corner became the most popular place in the wine cellar at the moment. I reached into the cooler and found myself a Chocolate Soldier and opened the bottle of a childhood memory. Chocolate Soldier is one of the outstanding memories I have of visiting my grandmother and grandfather in Tulsa, Oklahoma as a boy. There was an old fashioned grocery store built into the living room of a house on the next block and my grandfather would place me on his shoulders for a walk to the store for a cold soda. I savored the taste that I had in my hand and let my memory banks take me back to a time when my life was simple and carefree. Sometimes granddad and I would walk across the highway to the Frito Lay factory and watch them make Fritos corn chips. I would always get a small bag of the hot chips to take home.
    I looked around the room and couldn't see a single person there that I regretted taking into my life, and I wouldn't give a single one of them up for any reason. I had just had a chance to relive my past through a cold bottle of chocolate flavored soda pop and I felt good about life.

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