Date: Fri, 17 Apr 2020 12:14:03 +0000 From: Strange writer Subject: Shelter in Place 2 It was brought to my attention that I made an editing error in part one. John's daughter's name is Olivia, changed from Amber. I thought that all of the "A" names were confusing, but missed changing two or three of the instances. I received some positive feedback on Part 1, so I have continued to work on this story. It is complete through Part 4. There is no amount of feedback that would be too much for me, so please let me know what you do and don't like about the story at strangestorywriter@protonmail.com. I reply to all emails. This story involves sex between adults and children. This is complete fantasy, and has no basis in reality. If you are not allowed to read this type of story in any way, or are unable to separate fact from fiction, please do not read the story. If you enjoy the Nifty archive as much as I do, please consider donating to keep it alive at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Thanks, Strange Writer 3 The Morning After John was usually an early riser, so he never set an alarm, especially since no one had to get ready in the morning, they just had to be available when their online school assignments started showing up at 8:30. That's why he was surprised when her was awoken by the sound of trampling feet coming down the stairs at 7:30. He sat up and looked over to the other side of the bed. Gwen was right where he left her, she hadn't moved an inch and was breathing so deeply she was almost snoring. Even though the kids were self sufficient and would start to get their own breakfast, John knew that he couldn't stay in his room for long before someone came looking for him and noticed the naked 12 year old in his bed. He jumped up and quickly threw some clothes on and headed out to check on the kids. As he approached the kitchen he could hear their constant chatter. Living with their best friends was a real godsend during this crisis, making the social isolation less of an issue. "Good morning guys," John announced as he walked into the room, "everyone sleep ok?" The kids said their good mornings, even giving hugs which was the norm between adults and children amongst the families in the neighborhood. It was a pleasure to look after such nice kids. The kids had done such a good job of getting themselves ready that he was able to get himself a cup of coffee and check emails. As they finished breakfast they left one by one to get ready, until the inevitable happened and Amber said, "Where's Gwen?" Obviously John knew this was coming, so replied with his pre-planned answer, "She woke up early with a tummy ache, so she had something to eat. Then she wanted to go back to bed so I let her sleep in my room since I was already up and I didn't want her waking you guys up stomping up the stairs." The kids took this at face value and didn't question his explanation, Alex adding an, "I'm not surprised that she wanted more food," drawing a stern look from John who didn't appreciate the fat joke. "What?" he said with a smirk. "We don't make fun of people like that, do you understand?" John told Alex, "we support each other." "I'm sorry," Alex said, "it was a bad joke," and genuinely seemed remorseful, but who knew with these tweens. "OK guys, go get ready, school starts in 20 minutes," John instructed and the kids headed back upstairs, giving John the opportunity to wake up Gwen. When he got to the room, he found Gwen in the same position that he left her. John gently shook her shoulder and encouraged her to wake up. Slowly she came too and stretched out, exposing her chest above the covers, "Oh man am I stiff," she said. "I think that you might have worn yourself out, you slept like a log and didn't move the whole night. "I really haven't been sleeping, but it had more to do with missing having fun with the boys than missing my parents," she admitted. "Ok, time to get up," he said and explained the lie that he had told to explain her absence. The plan was to detour through the kitchen to grab a breakfast bar, since the other kids thought that she had already eaten, then hustle upstairs to change and see as few people as possible. John got one last view of her naked body as she got out of the bed and put her shirt on. Then she was on her way, the crazy night a memory. 4. Alex The school routine had been worked out over the last few days, each kid had their place on the first floor to work. They did all of their work on a school iPad, which meant that there were videos and chats involved, so they did need to have their own space. All of their learning was self directed, so John made himself available for questions, but it was really a pretty easy process for him, Autumn needing the most guidance as the youngest, but even that was minimal. It was hard to look at Gwen and not imagine his cock sliding between her lips. She caught him looking a couple of times and gave him a knowing smile, causing him to look away quickly. There was a scheduled gym period which most of them got to in mid-morning. It usually consisted of a YouTube workout video and some health questions. Alex asked if he could go outside and run instead. He was used to running for exercise as part of his hockey training. As long as he was being active, John thought that it would be fine and let him go. The other kids finished their "workouts" in about a half hour, not appearing very winded, but Alex didn't show up until fifteen or twenty minutes later dripping with sweat. After the morning work was done, the kids ate a quick lunch. They had gotten into the habit of taking a long break mid-day, kind of like an extended recess. Today they had come up with the idea of taking a bike ride. John thought that was a great plan and told them that they needed to really get some outside time, so that they shouldn't come back for at least an hour. They all agreed except Alex who asked to stay back and shower since he had already been outside and was still sweaty from his run. So Alex headed upstairs while the others got themselves organized. The kids had just headed out when John heard Alex call from upstairs, "Mr Duncan, there's no towels, could you help me please?" This was becoming a common problem with five kids sharing a bathroom. "I'll be right there," he shouted as he grabbed a towel out of the linen closet. He gave a light rap on the bathroom door, "I've got your towel," John announced. "It's open," Alex answered. He turned the knob and expected him to be hidden behind the curtain, but instead he was standing right in the open, shower curtain drawn back, naked from head to toe with water dripping off of him. John couldn't stop himself from surveying the body before him, and the boy was a stunner. He was very fit, so while he was slim, he wasn't skinny but more lean muscle, the product of being an active kid. As John's gaze travelled downward he saw that his abs were just a hair below a six pack, but still defined, then below that a prominent "V" leading to his pubic area. Most of his pubis was bare, but like Gwen, he had started puberty and had a tuft of hair directly above his respectable penis which was laying over a sack that was loose from the hot shower. John's house was the oversized style popular in the 90s, hence the first floor master, so there was a lot space in the bathroom, meaning that he had to cover a long distance to get to Alex. Making an attempt to just look at Alex's face or somewhere off to the side, John brought him the towel and handed it to the wet preteen. "Thanks!" he said. John turned and quickly made his was to the door, "Mr. Duncan," Alex stopped him, "can I talk to you for a minute?" John stopped and closed his eyes, "Sure buddy," he answered as he turned around, "what can I do for you?" Alex was drying his hair, making no attempt to cover himself. His years in a hockey locker room seemed to have banished any body shame, not that he had anything to be ashamed of. "I wanted to tell you that I'm really sorry about making fun of Gwen today," he started. "That's important enough to stand naked in front of me?" John thought. "I appreciate that, we need to respect each other, but it's not a big deal," he told him and started to turn for the door. "The thing is," Alex continued, "Gwen and I don't get along sometimes, and you'll probably see that crop up," he said while continuing to towel off his body, paying extra attention to his groin and ass, which he unusually turned toward John to dry, causing a small gasp of appreciation. "But the reason that I want to talk to you is the reason that we don't get along," Alex had finished up, stepped out of the tub, and threw the towel over one shoulder, keeping his body on display. "And that is?" John prompted. "Sex," Alex said bluntly, making John think that he shouldn't be surprised. Alex had closed the distance between them, and was standing right in front of John, his head coming up to John's chin, meaning that John was looking down at him, and able to take in his sinewy body. "Sex, you say," he replied. "Yeah, see, the thing is, and you will need to know this, Gwen and I go after the same people for sex," John wasn't catching on immediately, "because I like boys, and Gwen doesn't like it if she doesn't get to control all of the boys." Staring at Alex, John was at a loss for words. It never occurred to him in a million years that this young athletic kid considered himself gay. "Um, ok, well, that's ok, there's nothing wrong with that," John stammered, trying to say the right thing, "let's just keep the teasing to a minimum, ok?" "Well, there's another problem," Alex added, "I'm mentored by Mr. Anderson," this was Alex's hockey coach, "do you know what that means?" "He helps you with your game I'd assume," John answered. "Sort of, but, and this is a hockey thing, coaches play favorites, and the way to get the most attention, and get the best line and the most playing time, you need to be in with the coach, and to be in with the coach, you have to be willing to do sex things with him." All of his was making John's head spin, "What does that mean?" he asked. "I'm kind of like his boyfriend, we get together and have sex. It's cool though, because I like men, so it's really what I want." John was speechless for a moment, then finally asked, "When you say `sex', what does that mean you do together?" Alex absent mindedly started to fondle his soft penis and sack, bringing about a rising erection, "Everything," Alex answered him, "it started with just touching, but now we do it all. He usually fucks me five times a week after practice." John was shocked and surprisingly turned on by this admission, "Mr Anderson is a real pervert, he has me wear girls clothes, we pee on each other, everything. And the problem is, I'm used to having lots of sex, and now I'm cut off. So I thought that maybe you might be interested in playing a little?" he stated as a question, "plus, I'm way better than Gwen," Stunned, John just stared at Alex, watching the sexy boy stroke his beautiful four incher. "I know her too well," Alex continued, "that wasn't toothpaste dried on the corner of her mouth this morning. How about you let me try?" he finished, then reached forward and ran his palm over John's pant-covered erection. It was all over for any hope of resistance, John finally moved, wrapping his arms around the naked blue eyed boy and pulling him in for a kiss. Alex quickly responded, shoving his tongue between the grown mans lips. Alex didn't stop rubbing John's cock. while John wrapped his fingers around Alex's warm penis and began to stroke him. They made out for a minute before John broke the kiss and looked at his watch, "We have about twenty minutes before the others come back, what did you have in mind?" he asked with a lust-filled look. Alex didn't answer, he just pulled down on John's pants. "Holy shit," John exclaimed as Alex sunk to his knees as he dragged Johns pants and underwear straight down, causing his hard dick to spring out. Alex grabbed it and stroked a few times, smiling, before he plunged right down with his little mouth, taking him so deep that John felt his cock press against the boys throat, with no gag from Alex. This was a a whole other level from last night, as Alex's tongue was everywhere; his glans, the shaft, and giving his balls a bath. The pace of the blowjob was measured, allowing John to bask in the talented work of the preteen. When the pace increased, John stroked Alex's brown hair, encouraging faster and deeper sucks, which Alex was more than happy to accommodate. Despite cumming twice last night, John felt another orgasm building when Alex released his cock and looked up at John, "There's something else that's better about me than Gwen," he said with a cheeky look, "you can fuck me." This was the strangest competitive oneupmanship that John had ever even thought to consider, and he was the main beneficiary. "Right now?" he asked incredulously, "I don't think that we have anywhere near the time to get you ready for that." "I'm ready now," Alex replied, turning around and getting on all fours while spreading his cheeks, "I use my fingers when I jerk off to stretch out, so I'm fine. Just need a little spit," and he proceeded to lick the first two fingers on his right hand, then bringing them to his exposed pucker. His anus looked clamped up tight, so John was surprised when the first finger slid in with no resistance, so the second was quickly added. Alex twisted his fingers and rocked them side to side, opening his hole while moaning. John was used to doing this type of warming up of sex partners himself, so felt guilty watching the incredibly erotic sight of this young boy fucking himself, but time was running out, maybe next time. Thinking that he needed some lubrication on his penis, John walked over to Alex's head and offered his cock for a lube up. Alex knew the drill and took him deep into his throat, slobbering and drooling over the erect member, making it slick with spit. He let the dick pop out of his mouth and announced, "I'm ready, you can fuck me." There was no second guessing on John's part, Alex spun around to present his ass to him, pulling a thick bath mat over to kneel on. John immediately lined up his cock with Alex's gaping asslips. He touched the boy's asshole with his glans, feeling the heat surround him as he pressed forward and Alex's hole opened to accommodate his cockhead. In one continuous motion John slowly sunk his entire length through Alex's loosened sphincters and into the warm tunnel of the preteen rectum, squeezing and yielding to accommodate the intruding penis. Alex let out a grunt as John bottomed out, his pubic hair pressed against the small ass. It had been more than a year since he had fucked anyone, and he had never fucked a young boy. It felt like heaven. "Oh man!" Alex almost screamed, "go slow, I need to adjust. Shit, it feels so big." "You feel amazing," John told him as he held his cock in place, turned on by the sight of his adult penis swallowed up by the little butt. "You can start moving," Alex instructed, "I'm ok now," he said somewhat out of breath. John pulled out slowly about half way then again slowly sunk in, watching the distended ring of Alex's anus pull outwards with his cock, then collapse on the in stroke. He started a slow fucking motion, and Alex loosened slightly with the repeated strokes. This wasn't going to be a long fuck, both for time constraints and the pent up horniness of both man and boy. John was picking up the pace slightly when Alex begged him, "Do it harder!" John didn't need to be asked twice, and increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts until he was pounding into Alex's ass, his balls slapping the child's perineum. The athletic boy was gritting his teeth and unleashing a chorus of moans, grunts and squeals, joined by the occasional, "Yeah, fuck me!" that made John slam into him that much harder until he began to feel the familiar sensation of his impending orgasm. Sensing the approaching end to the coupling, Alex begged John, "Cum inside me," as he leaned forward and lay his cheek on the cool tile floor. This was all that it took to bring John over the edge as he slammed into the compliant ass twice more before stopping with his cock buried balls deep and her there going into a series of body wracking spasms as he fired shot after shot of hot semen deep inside Alex. Much to John's surprise, just as his orgasm began to subside, Alex let out a cry and John felt the boy's sphincter squeezing his cock rhythmically, telling him that the boy was experiencing his own orgasm. Johns hand immediately went to Alex's cock and found Alex's hand there milking the last drops of his thin young cum out of the shaft. John planted his hands on the floor and kept himself buried inside the tight anus, breathing hard after the improbable quickie that he had just experienced, Alex matching his labored sighs. As he softened slightly, John slowly slid his wilting prick out of Alex's asshole, followed by a rush of jizz leaking down over Alex's taint and down onto the bathmat. Alex dropped to his side and turned around, cradling John's deflating cock, and to John's astonishment, popped the penis back in his mouth and gently suckled and licked it clean, causing John to twitch as the tongue worked over the sensitive crown. The shocked stare that John was giving him told Alex how surprised he was that the boy was sucking the cock that just came out of his own asshole. "I told you that Mr Anderson is a pervert!" he told John with a smile. "Holy shit, kid, that was incredible," John told him once he regained his senses, "I haven't fucked anyone in literally years." "That's crazy," Alex answered, "someone as hot and nice as you should be able to fuck whenever you want." "I think that the world has changed a little from what I'm used to. I'm going to keep my eyes open from now on," he promised, "now we need to clean up before they get back. You do it here, I'll go to my room in case they get here before we're done. I'll thrown this in the wash," he said as he grabbed the cum stained bathmat. John gave the boy a peck on the lips then headed out, hearing the shower turn back on as he left. When he finished showering, John went into the kitchen and found the other kids back from the bike ride. Alex showed up not a minute later with wet hair and his clothes sticking to him. This caught the attention of Gwen, who glared at Alex. The kids resumed their schoolwork for the afternoon, then took another break in the mid-afternoon. It was unseasonably warm, so after getting everyone settled, John headed onto the back deck to have a cup of coffee and enjoy the afterglow of his fuck session with Alex. A couple of minutes later Alex appeared, causing a small smile to come across John's face. "Hi buddy," he said, trying to act natural while picturing his cum dripping out of Alex's gaping hole, "what's up?" "Gwen is being a bitch, I needed to get away from her." John winced at the swear word and insult, "First off, I need you to watch the language. I know that it didn't apply a couple of hours ago, but when we're in a normal situation, let's not go lord of the flies," Alex nodded, "I also don't like this fighting, it needs to be resolved. What is the issue with you guys?" "Well," Alex started, "I may have taken a couple of boys out of rotation for her, but that's not my fault, it just turns out that they prefer their own kind," he continued with a laugh. "But I think that the real problem is that there's a lack of available dicks in this house." "What does that mean?" John asked. "So, Gwen and I are both used to having a lot of sex. Now we're cut off and there's only one outlet that works for both of us. J.J. isn't interested in anyone yet, I'm not interested in Gwen, so that leaves you, and you've only got so much stamina to go around. So it's become a little competitive." Just then the sliding glass door opened and Gwen walked out onto the deck, eliciting a groan and eye roll from Alex. Gwen returned the look with a glare of her own. She walked directly up to John and whispered in a hiss, "Did you do stuff with this butt boy?" "What the fuck!" Alex blurred out. "Ok, that's it!" John whispered forcefully so that no one in the house heard, "Gwen, sit down, we're figuring this out right now." Gwen sat down opposite Alex, still glaring at him as John started, "Number one, I don't ever want to hear these insults again," Alex grinned at Gwen's scolding, "and Alex, I don't want to hear your criticisms either, got it?" They both agreed. "Now we need to figure out how the two of you can live under the same roof. Alex says this is all about sex, do you agree Gwen?" "I guess, but he's just mean to me too." "She doesn't respect herself, why should I respect her?" Alex offered, "She'll go down on any boy who comes along, and let's them treat her like dirt." "You're any different?" she said, "Does Mr. Anderson treat you with respect?" "Yes he does, he does things for me, do any of your boys do anything for you, or do they just cum and then call you a slut?" This obviously hit close to home because Gwen was quiet for a minute, "You can't use sex to get attention." A good point, but John found it hypocritical since Alex was using sex to get an advantage in hockey. "That's true," John told them, "but it goes for both of you. You need to demand respect. If you want to have sex, it needs to be on your terms, and the other person needs to be interested in reciprocating," he gave Gwen a pointed look. "Now I need you guys to call a truce. This fighting is going to make this house a nightmare. Can we try to get along?" "Fine," they both answered. "So who gets to stay in your room tonight?" Alex asked, pointing out the biggest issue. "No one," John told him, using the only leverage that he had, "you guys can sleep in your own rooms, and we'll figure out the other stuff later." The kids had no option but to agree, and didn't protest, so they wrapped up their impromptu meeting and headed back inside to finish their school day.