Date: Thu, 29 Nov 2012 22:38:16 -0800
From: califox08@hotmail.com
Subject: Trust Me Part 5

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                               Trust Me Part 5

     Even though this was morally wrong on every level, I found that my eyes
instinctively closed when our lips met. My mind was telling me no but my body
wasn't listening as I began to run my hands over his smooth chest and taut
nipples. I let one of my hands sink below the water's surface and began to make
passes up and down his firm legs, even pushing up his board shorts till I found
his hips. Cody pressed his body against mine and one of my hands became
trapped between our chests. I was loving life at the moment but no matter how
hard I tried I just couldn't completely shut out my conscience. I opened my eyes
and stared into the dark sky as Cody continued his assault on my lips. My mind
was now racing and my sexual high had vanished. I decided this needed to stop
just as Cody's tongue grazed my lips. I took my trapped hand and pushed him
away a bit rougher than I intended. He fell back to his side of the spa with his
back colliding against one of the cement steps. He made a small groan as he
stood up and ran his hand over the now slightly bruised skin. That look he gave
me... He looked as though I not only damaged him physically but mentally. I am
more than likely the only person he has worked up the courage for to show that
side of himself... and I just pushed him away.

     "I'm sorry" were the first words out of my mouth. I stood up and opened my
arms waiting for him to come back to me but he didn't. My arms slowly fell back
to my sides before he finally sat at his end of the spa. I approached him slowly
and took a seat next to him in the neck deep water. "I'm going to sit here
alright?" He didn't answer and just looked down into the bubbling water.
"Cody"

     "You don't like me." he interjected in a monotone voice.

     "That's not true, are you kidding me?" I shot back.

     "Then why did you push me away!" He looked up at me with teary eyes as
though he was completely oblivious to the laws and was actually seeking a
legitimate answer.

     "Cody... It's not right for a guy my age to be doing things with you... You have to
know that."

     "The laws weren't written for people like you, they're meant for others."

     "Cody, what are you talking about?"

     "I mean you're not sick!" he clarified. A small tear began to run down his face.
He looked hurt and frustrated as though I was ignorant on the subject. "God you
could have done anything to me when you found me but you didn't. You invited
me to your house and even bought me clothes."

     "Oh so that's what this is. You think you owe me."

     "No I don't! Well... Yeah, I do owe you but that's not why I did that. I did it
because you're not a creep and I like you."

     "Cody, we just met and barely know each other. I could be anybody and I didn't
even know you liked guys until 2 minutes ago."

     "It doesn't matter that we just met. I can just tell you're not weird... I know
Nevada seems close when you have a car but when you're hitchhiking it isn't... I
met a few people that tried doing shit to me..." I put my arm around his
shoulder as his gaze dropped back down to the water.

     "Did they?" I asked.

     "No" he said in a low voice. "A few of them asked for things but backed off
when I said no... except one trucker guy who tried to force me. I bit his arm
when he reached over. He just slapped me across the face and kicked me out."

     "Well then... thank God for that." I said. I pulled him closer as he rested his head
against my arm.

     "So you see? I can tell you're not a weirdo. Why can't you let me decide what I
want? I know we just met... but I really like you."

     "Because what you want now could change later down the line. There is such a
thing as plain curiosity you know." That is what I labeled myself as for years.
Curious. It wasn't till I was sixteen that I began dealing with the harsh reality
that my attraction to guys was here to stay and I was officially bisexual. Cody
laughed a little under his breath at my comment.

     "Curious?" he questioned. "I've looked at guys my whole life and I've barely felt
anything for a girl. Sure some of them can be pretty... but I don't want them...
The things I want to do with a guy... I'm not curious." I had to admit, he seemed
pretty confident with his answer and although I refused to fully accept myself at
first, I really knew all along that my feelings were never going to change.

     "Cody... I don't know what you expected. You think a good guy would have
continued that? No talking, no reassuring, Nothing? What were you thinking?
That you were going to be my fourteen year old boyfriend? That's crazy..."

     "I didn't say I was expecting to be your boyfriend."

     "Then what would you be to me?"

     "I don't know." He said slightly annoyed. "Your... boy? Why does there have to
be a name for it?" I reached over and grabbed my beer and took a long swig. I
was in over my head and I didn't even know how to respond to him. One side of
me, the side I kept locked away, wanted to go with the flow and possibly have
the best night of my life. The other side was rational and could easily see him
looking back on this moment five years from now and possibly naming this the
biggest mistake of his life. I obviously meant a great deal to him now but what
about later? I think most people would agree that if I initiated anything with him
in such a short amount of time that I would in fact be taking advantage of him. I
knew it and he would know it later on. He believed that just because his feelings
were real that, in turn,   somehow negated the fact that it was against the law
and this was only our second night together. I tried to carefully craft my
response hoping not to crush him or raise his hopes unreasonably high.

     "Look, I think you're really smart for your age. I'm not just saying that, I really
do. I'll even go out on a limb here and say I know where you're coming from...
but try to understand what I'm about to tell you alright? Even though you want
this right now, there MIGHT be a possibility that you won't want this in the
future. You're fourteen Cody; you don't think you'll ever find a boy your age?"

     "I don't want a boy my age, I want-"

     "Just listen" I interrupted. "People often put the people they love ahead of
themselves. I know we haven't known each other very long but I do care about
you bud and I hope you know that. Can't you understand at all?" Can't you see
it's too soon?" The second I completed that question I saw the obvious, gaping
hole I left.

     "So... your saying eventually we can-"

     "Stop" I said, immediately cutting him off. "That's not what I meant." Actually, it
is exactly what I meant; I just got caught up in the moment and said a little too
much. He slowly looked up at me and looked directly into my eyes before he
finished the discussion.

     "I do understand what you're saying and you're right; it is too soon and
wouldn't be right... but now you listen. I'm gay, I lo.... like you a lot and not just
because of what you've done for me and it's not going to change... Do you
believe me?"

     "Yes I do, and it's still wrong."

     "For now" is all he said as he lifted himself out of the water and sat on the side
of the spa. I had to admit, I felt as though I just had an intelligent debate with
someone far older than fourteen. It was impressive the way he knew and
confronted his feelings head on. He came across as though he had dealt with his
sexuality a long time ago and if that were the case then he was already years
ahead of most. I had to really watch what I said from here on out. A few more
verbal mistakes like that and I wouldn't even be able to defend my stance on
the matter. Not without blatantly shouting "I'm the adult, my word is law" and
looking like a fool anyway. It was then I looked up at him and saw his bruise
again on his lower back.

     "I'm sorry." I said again and I was. I felt absolutely terrible for doing that to him.
I brushed my fingers gently down his spine and touched the sore area. He let
out a small sigh when I gently rubbed over the delicate skin. "It just sort of
caught me off guard you know? I wasn't expecting that and if I'm being honest,
it kind of scared me a bit".

     "I know you didn't mean to, it's ok really." His voice tightened as he winced
from my contact. Mistake or not, I made myself promise that it wouldn't happen
again. I stood up and joined in on the side of the spa with my feet still in the
water. I put my hand on his leg and smiled at him. He returned my smile with a
small grin and took my hand in his, lacing our fingers together.

     "So am I the first person you've told you're gay?"

     "Yeah... I tried telling my brother a few times but I always chickened out. I wrote
him a letter... That's what that folded paper is, but I never gave it to him. After
he got into drugs I wound up hating him and no longer wanted him to know."

     "You folded that?" I asked surprised.

     "Yeah, Brian... that's my brother's name, was dating a girl for a while who really
liked origami. Her name was Cassie. I don't think she was a very good person
because they always used to talk about getting drunk or high but she was
always nice to me. We used to wait together for my brother to come home and
she'd teach me how to make paper cranes and stuff." I was surprised to see he
was still holding my hand. I suppose there was no real reason to hide his feelings
anymore. I basically knew everything. He not only said he was gay but nearly
said he loved me. Still, young minds are the last thing from consistent and I
suspected this was only a minor case of hero worship confused with love. His
brother being taken away had obviously left a sizeable hole in his life. It's only
natural to try and repair things as best you can with what you have at hand. As
we sat for another few minutes I heard his teeth chatter from the cold breeze.

     "You're shaking" I stated. "Ready to go back inside?"

     "I think so." He stood up and walked over to the towels hanging next to the back
door. He wrapped it around his waist and dropped his shorts to his ankles once
he was completely covered. I followed suite and did the same, throwing my
shorts over a chair to dry. I got a strange sense of satisfaction knowing that
underneath that towel was an incredibly beautiful naked boy. I saw nothing
more than I already had before, but something about this moment made him
look more exposed. Maybe it was just the thought of how easily he could be
disrobed.

     "Would you like to go somewhere nice to eat tonight?" I asked.

     "I'm sort of tired really..."

     "Is that code for order pizza?" I teased.

     "No pineapple please." He said with a smile. I reached over and ruffled his wet
hair as we walked inside. I made my way to the kitchen and ordered dinner
while Cody trotted up the stairs to change.  I left $20.00 on the counter before I
made my way up to my room to take a shower. I never liked the feeling of dry
skin after taking a swim. As I started climbing the stairs, Cody was bounding
downwards back to the living room. I was surprised to see he was only wearing
a pair of briefs with a long shirt draped over him. That's fine I thought; he's only
getting comfortable for the night and expecting him to keep all clothes on other
than shoes was a bit formal. I'd be more bothered if he felt he couldn't do this
so it was a good thing.

     "There's some money on the counter in case the pizza gets here before I get
out of the shower. Make sure you tip him at least three bucks ok? My house
isn't exactly in the middle of town." He agreed and with that I made my way
into my master bathroom to start my shower. I looked in the mirror and
seriously considered my options while I waited for the water to heat up.
Although this was only our second night together, I think I came to the
realization that I wouldn't be simply dropping him off somewhere anytime soon.
I took this kid in thinking he had only minor family issues at best with a warm
bed and worried mother to go back to. Sadly, that was nowhere near the harsh
reality that was this situation. Unless his brother had enough sense to sign him
over to a family member before he was sent to jail then I would more than likely
be fighting the state of Nevada for him. I decided I would call my lawyer
tomorrow and see if he could point me in the right direction. He was a great guy
and I even took him out to dinner a few times after helping me deal with major
headaches concerning city zoning laws and my business location. Even if this
wasn't exactly his field of work, he had to have some general idea at least.
Steam was now clouding the mirror which I took as my cue to hop in and wash
up.

     I was nearly done with my shower. I had my hand on the knob and even started
applying pressure to cut the water when I realized something. I hadn't jacked off
in four days at least. Nobody could blame me these past 2 days. I was a bit pre-
occupied with Cody to say the least, but prior to that it simply didn't cross my
mind. Cody knew where the money was... there was no rush to get out. I took
the body wash and lathered up my hands before grasping my hardening dick. I
liked to think I was an average circumcised guy at around six and a half inches. It
seemed like almost everyone I talked to was seven and for that reason, I always
kept my pubes cut short to make me look bigger than I actually was. I wasn't
ashamed of my cock by any means, but another inch wouldn't hurt.

     I began to stroke at a reasonable pace while teasing my slit with my open, soapy
palm. Although I had done this a hundred times over, this was still a new
experience for me. Lance and I had been broken up for months, but he still
dominated my thoughts, horny or not. But this time I wasn't thinking of Lance...
I was thinking of Cody... I closed my eyes and relived our encounter in the spa
not even thirty minutes ago.  I played back every moment in my mind at least
twice. His crotch pressing against my groin, my hand pushing up into his shorts.
His skin was so smooth and his hip felt so rigid and forbidden in a weird sense. I
wondered how his cock would have felt in my hand. If he was cut, how much
hair he had. I wondered just how far he actually would have allowed me to go or
if he would have stopped me if I wanted to take his virginity right there in the
water... I pictured his cute face tensing up again, his eyes tightly closed, biting
his lower lip in pain. Not from his bruise, but from slowly taking in every inch of
me till he was fully impaled and sitting on my lap.

     That thought pushed me over the edge as I shot my load all over the glass
shower walls. It slowly ran down leaving white streaks before finally hitting the
shower floor to get washed away. I've never received a compliment about the
size of my dick, but the one thing that I do hear frequently is that I cum a lot.
Some guys like it, others don't. I usually always have at least 5 shots in me but if
I wait a few days then I could really deliver a mouthful. I splashed a few handfuls
of water against the glass and shut the water off. I walked over to the mirror
and wiped some steam away with my hand so I could see my reflection.

     "What am I doing" I said aloud to myself as I stared into my own eyes. I knew I
meant well... but just because I meant well doesn't mean I would be able to stay
on the righteous path. I wasn't afraid of what I'd do tonight or even tomorrow...
but if Cody was persistent, I knew myself well enough to know that I would
eventually break and that scared me.

     "David? The pizza's here!" he shouted from downstairs.

     "Be right there bud." I threw on a pair of loose fitting gym shorts and made my
way back down for dinner. I heard the sound of opening and closing cabinets as
I swung around into the living room.

     "Where are your plates?" He asked.

     "I'll get them.  Have a seat." He retreated out of the kitchen and took a seat at
the dining room table. "We don't have to eat in here. Want to watch some TV in
the living room?"

     "Yeah, alright. I'll be really carful don't worry."

     "I know you will. You're not five." I teased. He just smiled and took the liberty of
turning on the television as he watched me in the kitchen.

     "What do you want to watch?" he asked. This is the typical response every guest
gives you when watching TV at your house for the first time. Nobody wants to
choose something the other hates and it always comes off as awkward. I
laughed a bit on the inside thinking that if everything worked out, we could very
well be fighting over this remote in the near future. For now though, Cody held
onto his polite manners and traded the remote in exchange for two pieces of
pizza. I scanned the channels till I found an episode of Boiling Points on MTV. I
figured watching people get pissed at ridiculous situations was always fun and
pretty neutral.

     Cody actually ate more than me and finished off half the pizza himself. Again, I
think he was still getting used to the fact that food was now readily available
and he didn't need to gorge himself. Still, it was nice seeing him satisfied. He
rinsed both of our dishes and put the one slice of leftover pizza in the fridge.

     "Where's Chibbs' food?" he asked. "His dish is running low."

     "It's in the pantry by the fridge. It's just cat food."

     "Cat food?" he questioned. "Is that what they are supposed to eat?" he knelt
down to retrieve the bag and gave a great view of his butt in the process. I was a
decent distance away in the living room but I could still barely see a small
package hugged tightly in his briefs between his legs.

     "Yup, they are really easy to take care of. No more difficult than a hamster
really." He opened the cage and filled his dish to the top. The noise and
vibration clearly woke Chibs, as his blanket now rose and fell rapidly in rhythm
with his breathing. Cody reached in slowly and touched the cloth that sheltered
the timid animal. He puffed and threw his back against Cody's hand. Cody
withdrew his hand in fear and hit the metal cage hard in the process"

     "Ahh" he exclaimed. I got up and started making my way to Cody while laughing
at the spectacle. "Shut up, he's scary." He barked.

     "He's not scary, look." I reached in and grabbed the stubborn beast, blanket and
all and slowly revealed him, peeling back the cloth and brushing a few stray
wood shavings out of his quills.

     "Doesn't it hurt when they poke you?" he asked as though he was amazed I
could handle him with such ease.

     "Not at all. Their quills don't even come out. You're thinking of a porcupine.
These guys can't really hurt you. He sort of feels like a hairbrush." I took Cody's
hand and laid it on Chibbie's back for him to feel for himself. He was currently
balled up but that's probably because it had been several days since I held him
last. Cody ran his fingers through the quills and put his finger under the balled
up creature in an attempt to coax him out. "Actually, that's not a good idea.
Hedgehogs have terrible eyesight and he probably smells cat food and pizza on
your finger. He'd probably bite you right now." Cody withdrew his finger as
though he had just dipped it in a piranha's tank. I laughed again and gently set
him back down in his cage.

     "Does it hurt when he bites?"

     "Well, it's only hurt once and that's because as he was crawling around on my
chest he bit my nipple." Cody found this hilarious and laughed till his face was
red. I didn't laugh at first because the memory was painful but after a few
minutes I chimed in and began to laugh myself. I had just finished refilling
Chibbie's water dripper when Cody finally began to calm down. "Well, are you
about ready for bed?"

     "Yeah I'm pretty tired." he said with a yawn immediately following. "David... Can
I sleep with you?"

     "What? Why? You have your own bed." I was expecting pressure to do things
but wow. He wasn't wasting any time.

     "Yeah I know, it's just... I was on my own for a while and it's just lonely
sometimes. It wasn't easy sleeping in that storage room the first week you
know...and when I'm with you... it feels nice." I felt for the kid, I really did. But I
knew this was a slippery slope and I could find myself in real trouble if I wasn't
careful. I didn't say anything and only stared at him with an unsure expression
on my face. "Please? I promise I won't do anything. I'll stay on my half of the
bed and everything, I swear." I looked down at him and thought for a few more
seconds before his hopeful eyes eventually won the battle. I reluctantly agreed.

     "Alright... but you keep your word sir." He smiled at that and pranced up the
stairs as I began to flip out all the lights.  "Night Chibs" I called out as I began to
make my way up to the bedroom. I looked through my door and found Cody
already under the covers waiting for me to arrive. I walked in and shut my door
behind me. There was an awkward moment where I almost shed my gym shorts
out of habbit but had second thoughts and decided I should probably leave
them on as this was the first night he'd sleep with me. He must have seen the
hesitation as I made my way over to the bed.

     "You don't have to wear those... I'm in my briefs... Is that ok?"

     "It's fine, I just think it's best if I leave these on for tonight. I crawled into bed
and flipped off my lamp on my nightstand. There were a few seconds of silence
as both of us got comfortable. He sprawled out his legs to stretch and
accidentally touched my shin with his foot. He quickly retreated and scooted
further to the edge where it wouldn't happen again. I rolled my eyes in
frustration as I knew I was about to do something I shouldn't. I reached over
with my arm and pulled his back against my chest to the middle of the bed. His
legs weren't exactly nestled into mine, but I think it would have been classified
as spooning nonetheless.

     "Relax" I told him, hoping to ease his mind a bit.

     "Thanks David..."