Date: Wed, 2 Oct 2002 03:49:31 GMT
From: patcross@kskc.net
Subject: Pat and John-11

    As soon as the assembly was over, and the noise level dropped, John's Coach
invited the Stephens family to a celebration in the gym. Mr. Stephens asked
why, and the Coach explained. "John was, and still is, very special to this
team, Mr. Stephens. When he got hurt, this team came together and dedicated the
remainder of the season to John. We earned a championship, but he earned a
special place in our hearts. The team loves your son, sir, and they want to
show it. They have decided to present John with a special Championship trophy,
paid for by themselves. They want to do this in a private ceremony, if none of
you mind." Mr. Stephens just smiled at the thought, and said, "By all means, I
think John would enjoy it."

    Once the crowd of 60 or so was in the gym, a small boy began to
speak. "John, when you were hurt, I had to replace you for the rest of the
season, and I was scared. Scared for you, and scared for me because I'm kinda
tiny. I guess that's why everybody calls me "Tiny"." Everyone laughed at his
joke. Tiny continued on, saying "But these big bruisers never let anyone else
get close to me after what happened to you. They became my best friends after
that. Thank you for my friends and the courage to face the unknown. Until that
night, I would have remained a happy bench warmer." After shaking John's hand
and hugging him, Tiny sat down, to the applause of his teammates.

     The Coach stood up to say something else. "John, you won our hearts long
ago and, in appreciation, the team purchased this Championship trophy for you,
because in their minds you are a true champion, and you should have been there
with us to get our Championship. In other words, here's to you, Champ!" A
beautifully engraved trophy was passed to John, as his family, friends and
teammates cheered.

    After happily eating the cake the cake and punch provided by the school,
John and his family sadly said goodbye to their friends. "Wow", said John, "I'm
bushed." His parents made the wise choice to take him back to the hospital for
the week. As Pat walked with John into John's room, Pat looked deep into John's
eyes, saying "You be good, Lover." And before they parted that morning, their
lips met in a brief, passionate kiss.

     When Pat returned later that day, he gave John a slow sensual rub-down
that really excited both boys. Climbing off the bed, Pat locked the door and
stripped his clothes off, letting John see his naked body. He climbed back into
the bed, slipped under the covers with John, and began to kiss him. John
stopped him by saying, "Pat, I want you in me tonight. Please make love to me!"

     Pat giggled as he applied KY to his hard cock and John's asshole. He then
worked one, then two fingers inside John's tight hole to loosen the passage.
John's moans were heard as Pat did this. Placing John's legs on his shoulders
before their first love-making session, Pat asked, "Are you ready, my Love?"
John just looked Pat in the eye and replied, "Yes, Honeybear, I am."

    Pat pushed inward slowly, feeling the ring of muscle gave way. Feeling some
pain, but not a whole lot, John groaned as Pat's cock slowly penetrated his
inner core. Soon, Pat was in as far as he could go. He looked at John, who now
had a lustful gaze in his eyes. John was hornier beyond belief when he looked
at Pat, saying, "Fuck me, oh, fuck me!"

    Pat began thrusting, slowly at first, but faster and faster as John kept
begging for it. This went on for almost 10 minutes, until Pat cried out, " I'm
cumming!" With that cry, he shot 6 or 7 powerful shots of his cum into John,
and John shot the same amount of cum between them.

    When they were done, John was so tired, he was falling asleep. Pat got
dressed, softly kissed his lover goodnight, and left John to a night of sweet
love-filled dreams.