Date: Mon, 17 Nov 2008 10:32:10 -0500 From: Kip Parker Subject: A Toy of One's Own - Chapter 2 Disclaimer: This story contains sexual content of a homosexual nature between consenting teenagers. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you are under legal age, offended, or otherwise do not wish to view material of a frank and sexual nature do not read this story. Copyright is retained by the Author. Please do not post or link with out his permission. A Toy of One's Own by Kip Chapter 2 Part of Jona's Own Story I woke up with mystery boy holding on to me for dear life. Man it felt so good to be held like that by this adorable boy. I felt his morning wood poking into me. In fact as we were now facing each other, him with his arms around me and his face buried in my neck and his dick was tenting out his briefs like a broomstick. It was a great feeling and was now giving me a serious erection as well. The incredible feel of a really hard young teen dick poking me in the balls was almost driving me over the edge. I wasn't sure how much I could stand this before I would be creaming my boxers. Then he slowly let go and rolled over on his side away from me. I was still pretty hard but I also needed to pee real badly. Reluctantly, I got up as carefully as I could without waking anyone and made my way to the bathroom and somehow I willed my dick to go down at least enough so I could take a piss. I flushed the toilet, went into the kitchen and took his clean wet clothes out of the washer and tossed them in the drier and as I scurried back to the bed room I noticed the little bear sitting on the counter was dry now and looked incredibly happier without any mud. I gave the little bear a grin and a pat as I walked by. I crawled back into bed and snuggled up against the back of the kid. Pretty soon I was hard again and my dick was poking his cute butt. Feeling nicely horny and content I drifted back to sleep. It was Sunday and a good day to sleep in for a bit. Finally we all awoke. Sun streamed in the sliding doors and as the drapes were only half drawn. It made a pool of bright yellow, summer light on the bed. Rubbing sleep out of his eyes, Jona looked a bit puzzled, then it all seemed to come back to him, I could almost see the wheels turning in his brain as I looked at his questioning blue eyes. He suddenly realized that he was undressed except for his blue t-shirt and briefs and in a strange bed with two other scantily clad teen boys. I reached out and gently touched his shoulder, as he looked at me with a puzzled expression in his intense blue eyes. "It is all OK. You are safe here. I'm Blake and my friend here is Jeffey," I explained. "Where are my clothes? I should go." He exclaimed, with a look of panic about him. "No!" I said firmly and smiled, "you need breakfast and to get cleaned up." One thing at a time I thought, I guessed he would not be happy if I began making elaborate plans for him too soon. I needed to think this all out myself and get him to be sensible so he would be OK and not rush out the door and be on the streets again. I was pretty worried, so I decided to keep things simple. Grabbing his hand, I stepped out of bed and led him to the bathroom where there was a large shower and I had laid out a fluffy white towel for him when I had been in there a short while ago. Pointing at the shower, I said softly "Toss out your briefs and your T and I will put them in the washer." I smiled and closed the door as I stepped out. A minute later the door partially opened and the briefs and T-shirt were tossed in the hall, the door gently closed and then I soon heard the water running in the shower. So far so good, I thought. I took the ragged undies and T and put them in the washer. It depressed me to think of him having so little while I was overwhelmed with all kinds of clothes and shit from my loving 'rents. Then pulling his now dry clothes out of the dryer I made my way back to the bedroom to fold them and to seriously talk with Jeffey. Jeffey was lying on top of the bed looking extremely sexy in his striped Old Navy boxers with a nice tent going and raised himself up on one arm and grinned at me. I wanted to jump him and kiss him all over but I restrained myself. I dumped the few clothes from the laundry basket on the end of the bed and began to fold. Jeffey propped himself up on one elbow and looked at me playing like a surban housewife with laundry. "Well Blake, you always said you wanted a younger boy to mess about with. Looks like you have found one!" he almost started laughing as he grinned. "But serious like, what are you going to do with the kid?" He looked intense, then with a naughty smile he said: "If you don't want him I sure would! He is fuckin' cute!" Jeffey, like me, liked cute boys and slightly younger ones too, but he also liked older guys like me, older by a year and a half, haha. Jeffey had also liked the 18 plus year old College boy next door to his own house as well and he constantly flirted with him and at last had managed to get the poor guy into his bed and get fucked by him. That was at the beginning of the summer. It was a cool story about the seduction and now they see each other about five times a week. The hot college dude, Kevin, seems to have developed a taste for teen boy dick and has even dumped his girlfriend. He finally discovered what he had been missing, but that is a way too long and a complicated story to tell right now. Jeffey and I go back a long way. We had been best buddies when he moved in the neighborhood when I was about 12 and he was almost 10. When I was 14 and he was 12 we both finally found out what we really liked and that was other boys! I am an only kid so it was great to have someone like a younger bro to share stuff and hang out with. So by the time I was 14 and he was 12 we both knew what we liked best and it sure wasn't girls. Finally we at last shared that bit of info. It happened one weekend when he slept over and it was like you show me yours and I will show you mine deal and then things got us inspired enough for us to tell our darkest secrets and share stuff. We both told each other how we had the hots from some celebs. They were boy band types like Aaron Carter and Jesse McCartney, and some other singers and stars and also the hottie snowboarder and skateboarder types. We had fun looking at shirtless pictures of them on the net and talked about what we sure would like to do with them if we got them in bed and had our way with them. Jeffey and I had been messing around for a year now and we took our sexy fun up a notch when Jeffey nailed me and I was hooked on sex even more. When I was 15 and he was 13 he fucked me for my birthday. What an incredible present! Man that was so hot and since then I have a real taste for young teen dick and especially in my mouth or in my butt. I confess I can be a total slut but hey, I only do it with a few very good friends. I stopped thinking back when he started talking again. "But serious bro, what'cha gonna do with him, like he seems real sweet and sure is way cute, but how will you explain him to the 'rents if he stays?" He paused, and then went on as I slowly folded the worn clothes of our guest. "Besides maybe he is totally into chicks, maybe his mom and dad are looking for him, who knows? Like it was nice to help him out of a bad scene like last night but are you sure you know what you are getting into?" I thought he was making good points, but still..."Yeah... I know... I know..." I mumbled. 'Like I can't just kidnap a boy and have him as a pet just because he is so cute and all. But it still would be fun', I thought to myself. But this is all too real. I was truly worried about Jona and wondered what his whole story was. My life was so vanilla and good, it seemed unreal to think of such a beautiful boy abused and beat up. Homeless even. I heard the shower stop. All was quiet in the bathroom. In a few minutes a really cute young looking, freshly scrubbed boy emerged from the bathroom with a huge towel pulled around him that was dragging on the floor. It was definitely a very new looking kid. He stood about 5' 5", his blond hair was soaking wet. Still he was so smooth with white creamy skin with just a dusting of hair on his legs that peeked from under the towel. He looked totally adorable. I patted the bed beside me. He blushed and sat down. Jeffey, always knowing what to do, ran to the bath and came back with the hair dryer and a hairbrush. I could smell the dial soap he had used and the sent of the strawberry shampoo and conditioner that was there in the bath. He smelled totally yummy. I wanted a taste so badly. Jeffey plugged in the drier and began to blow dry the kid's hair and brushing it out. Oh my god! Mystery kid with his long blond hair was turning into one of the Hanson boys, only ten times more delicious. Jona just sat still and looked down, he seemed pretty embarrassed by all this attention but remained silent as the hair drier droned on. Jeffey finished up and turned the noisy thing off. "Look guys, I wanna thank you for all your help but..." he suddenly said raising his head and looking at me, "let me get my stuff and I'll get out here, just point me towards the big park I saw yesterday. I can stay there. I don't want to be a burden," he looked down at the floor. He speaks - finally, but I did not at all agree with the words. "No fucking way!" yelled Jeffey! "You ain't leaving!" Jona now looked scared and began to pull back. I was afraid he was gonna start crying again. Realizing he had seriously frightened the kid, Jeffey stated, "Whoa dude, Like, I mean it is not safe for you to be out on your own, like out at night, no shelter and no food or nutin! You are staying put until we can sort out what is best for you to do." Jeffey who only a few minutes ago was talking about not getting involved had suddenly changed his mind and got all protective like. I pulled the kid into a hug and said, "Jeffey is right, you gotta stay and besides I think you seem like a real nice guy who I would like to be my friend." Did I just say that? "Are you guys sure about this?" "Damn straight we are," said Jeffey grinning. "You're a buddy of ours now and staying with us, besides we all need breakfast." I got up and walked over to my dresser and opened the drawer and pulled out a tight pair of boxer briefs, they were the only thing I could think of that might fit him. I also found an old T-shirt that was like one of those Abercrombie muscle fit types, pretty small. I handed them to Jona. He got up and went over to the corner and faced the wall, dropping the towel. I thought it was sweet that he was so modest. I saw the cutest young teen, bubble butt come into view. Man it was just so adorable I wanted to touch and feel. It was so perfect. He raised his arms to put on the T-shirt and suddenly I restrained myself from crying out, as my eyes now focused oh his back that was covered with big welts and bruises. "What bastards did that to you Jona?" said Jeffey. "I would like to personally kill the fuckers that did that." He stood there looking both beautiful but so incredibly sad in his borrowed undies, so delicate, vulnerable and perfect. Jona turned and the tears started again, I rushed over and held him, "It is OK, " I said, "you're are safe with us. We wanna know what happened but you can tell us when you are ready to talk." He quietly sobbed in my arms. I held him tight. Jeffey slipped out of the room quietly in his bare feet. For a long while Jona continued crying but was now just silently shaking. I led him back to the bed, I held him again and he just sobbed for a few minutes more and then finally was able to compose himself. Jeffey who had disappeared so suddenly came back to the door way and yelled one word - "Breakfast!" To be continued Thanks to the teriffic encouragement from all my friend in the #niftywriters chat room and also in #niftyorg. See guys ...... yes dru, will and Eliot, I finally posted! Many thanks to my friend and editor Jesse. Thanks to those kind readers who wrote, such letters are most gratefully received as they make one's efforts worthwhile. I love hearing from you guys! Please do support Nifty.