Date: Thu, 26 Aug 2004 17:41:35 -0700 (PDT) From: michaelkevin pittman Subject: Rudy (ADULT-YOUTH) The story you are about to read is all fiction. You should not be reading this story if: You are under the legal age to be viewing this kind of thing You are offended by the idea of intergenerational, (thats probably not really a word but you get the idea) or incestuous sex between persons of the same sex. You are offended by kinky sex, group sex, water sports etc... All that being said, If you like this story and have constructive comments or suggestions, I'd like to hear (or at least read) them. My email address is: mikekpbear@yahoo.com I can also be reached via yahoo messenger, (mikekpbear) or via AOL messenger (mickalbear53) So anyway, Here we go... Rudy Rudy was six when he came to live with me. His dad (Bruce) was my best friend in High School. We had "fooled around" as kids... mostly just bump and tickle. I knew from early on that i was gay, (didnt know the word for it yet, but i knew that the only thing that got me hard and horny was cock) but, I didn't know what was going on with Bruce. And, unfortunately, I didn't know how to tell him about it either. And, more unfortunately, I didnt find out how he felt until it was too late.. Oh well. as they say, life goes on.... Bruce got married... nice girl... we got along well... I was Best Man at the wedding. The wedding was really small. Bruce was an only child, his father had died a year or two before he graduated, and sadly, his mom was on her way out, from a lingering illness. Joy, on the other hand had no family at all. I don't know the details of why that was. So, it was a very small wedding. But, still and all, things were great... They moved into a nice house on the other side of town... We got together every so often, and always had a great time together. I was very happy for them... They seemed to be really in love... Rudy came along a couple of years after they got married. Beautiful little boy... looked just like his daddy. Dirty blonde hair, huge expressive blue eyes. And just a wonderful kid to be around . Not just because he was the son of my 2 best friends. (Yeah, Joy became my best friend too.) But because he just was a happy little baby who all too soon, grew to be a courteous, well behaved, intelligent beyond his years, inquisitive as all get out, happy little boy. Maybe a little on the chubby side. Definitely not fat, but definitely not skinny either, just kinda round in all the right places. Because my 2 friends had kind of settled into married life, and then were busy raising their little boy, I started to have more and more time on my own. I graduated from high school, pretty much fell into a decent job, (with a very decent paycheck) and spent the next few years exploring what it was to be me, and my sexuality. I certainly wasnt ready to settle down yet, but i had a few fuck buddies i played around with. (one of whom will be coming into this story very shortly... (be patient G!! I'm getting to it) And I started to develop a hell of a fantasy life besides. I had always, been attracted to Bruce, but I thought he was straight. So, any sex i ever had with him, (outside of what we did while we were in high school) was strictly jack off fantasies, inside my head. But man oh man those fantasies... Bruce, naked, except for an old worn, piss stained, cum stained, and sweaty jock strap, lying on his back, after a long workout at the gym, sweat glistening in all the right places of his compact, round, and hairy body. In my mind, I could see him lying there, his dick just starting to get hard, pushing his jock even more out of shape than it already was, knees bent just enough so i could see his taint and the beginning of his hairy ass crack. I could hear him too, asking me in a very sexy, deep guttural groan, to lick him everywhere. Then, after i spent close to an hour or so, licking his sweaty pits, sucking his erect nipples, slowly working my way down over his hairy , slight beer belly, (yes, my friend Bruce, he sure did like his beer ) until i got to his fragrant jock strap. Just as my nose came into contact with the mesh material covering his uncut cock, he would start to piss. And as soon as the pouch was completely soaked with his beer piss, i would suck it out of his jock pouch. Then he would roll over, and in that same sexy, nasty voice, he'd say.... "if you suck my hole for awhile, I'll let you fuck me. Then he'd get up on all fours, knees spread wide, reach back and spread the cheeks of his hairy bubble butt with both hands, push the fleshly lips of his sweat and piss soaked asshole out at me, and plead with me.... "please suck my hole.... I love it when you eat me out.... then FUCK ME silly!! eight times out of ten, by the time my tongue touched his wide open hole, and i tasted his piss and sweat and ass funk, (his hole was sweaty and pissy but clean).... I'd cum... always seemed like gallons. Then, after awhile, my fantasy changed... while i was busy sucking out his hot hole, I'd look up, and little Rudy would be standing there, naked as the day he was born, little uncut cock, as hard or even harder than mine. That made me cum even harder. Afterwords, I always felt a little guilty, but I'd get over it thinking... well... Its only a fantasy anyway.... IT'LL NEVER happen anyway.... so whats the harm in a little fantasy anyway?? As long as I get my rocks off, and nobody gets hurt, where's the harm?? Things went on like that for awhile...I had my fantasies.... I had my fuck buddies.... everything was cool. I started playing with my friend G regularly. He was as kinky and nasty as I was. We did things to each other that I never would have believed that 2 guys could do together. and we both always came really really hard, and came away from each session extremely satisfied... I even told him about my fantasies about Bruce. But, I stopped short when it came to telling him about the "Rudy" part... Just didnt know how he would react to it. But, I started to get these "vibes" from him... Every once in awhile, when we chatted over the internet, he'd send me pics. and the models in these pics kept getting younger and younger. and the younger they got, the nastier the actions going on in the pics got. I was just getting to the point that I thought that maybe it'd be a good idea to tell him about my fantasies involving Rudy, when my whole life got turned around by one simple phone call. When Rudy had his 3rd birthday party, (my fantasies hadn't started to develop with Rudy in them yet... not for another year or two) Joy pulled me aside and said "Bruce and I would like to talk to you about something." I agreed and the next thing I knew, i was in a lawyer's office, signing papers that basically said that if anything ever happened to Bruce and Joy, that I would get full custody of little Rudy. I accepted for a few reasons, Bruce and Joy were my best friends, I simply adored little Rudy, and I was absolutely certain that nothing like that would ever happen, but, If it made them rest a little easier knowing that there was someone who they cared for, who also cared for their little boy, willing to take over for them if the need arose, well, what the hey? What are friends for anyway? So, as I said.... Life went on.... (as it has a habit of doing) The summer after Rudy turned six, Bruce and Joy decided that they wanted to get away for awhile. They were to take a back packing trip in Alaska. They asked me if I would mind taking care of Rudy while they were gone? I said sure, no problem at all. I arranged to take some time off from work, and Rudy came to stay at my house. Bruce and Joy were going to be gone for 3 weeks. Somehow, during the past couple of years, Rudy and I had developed a nice comfortable "favorite nephew, favorite uncle" kind of relationship. We were comfortable with each other. He trusted me, and we were both genuinely happy that we were going to be able to spend this time together. I had already decided that during this time, I would put my sex life on hold, (and fantasy life for that matter- my house was very small- one bedroom that he and I would be sharing) and would devote all my time to making sure that Rudy was enjoying his first summer vacation from school. There were little strange things happening during the first few days of "our vacation", but I'll get into that in a bit... About a week after Bruce and Joy left, I got a phone call.... As soon as the secretary on the other end announced that the call was from the law firm we had used for Rudy's custody papers, I felt a chill go thru my body..... The lawyer got on the line and said... "Mr Peters..... there's been an accident. I need to see you as soon as possible in my office. It is Urgent." I said i would be there as soon as Rudy got up from his nap, and he hung up. I just stood there with the phone in my hand for a couple of moments (may have been longer... time just kind of froze)....... When it finally sank in, and time started moving again, I called my friend G. Didn't know who else to call. He said that he had a few things to take care of, and he would be at my house early the next morning... I hung up, and waited for Rudy to wake up from his nap.... PART 2 TO FOLLOW SOON...