Date: Thu, 28 Mar 2019 19:01:31 -0500 From: gwen uni Subject: A Friend In Need by Cutter09 gay adult/youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories available for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 A Friend In Need I opened my eyes, and saw my daughter sitting in a chair. Looking around, I realized I was in the hospital. "Well, this can't be good." "Dad! Oh thank God. You're awake." As I tried to sit up, I thought about how I got here. I remember feeling sick, like I might be getting the flu. I was laying in my bed at home, shivering, wondering if I had a fever. I got up to get a thermometer from the bathroom. That's the last I remember. "I stopped by the house to get a few more of my clothes, and found you on the floor," Amy said. My daughter Amy had recently moved in with her boyfriend Orvis. He looked as funny as he was named. Kind of a cross between Lyle Lovett and Pee Wee Herman. They were both going to school and working. It's admirable that they expected little help from either's parents. Although his was paying their rent. "How long have I been here?" "About thirty six hours. You have a viral infection. Your temperature was a hundred and four [40°C] when they brought you in. It caused you to have a seizure." "Well, I'm fine now. Tell them to let me out." "You're on IV antibiotics. You'll be here a while. The doctor said you'll need at least a week of bedrest and anti seizure meds when you get out." "I can't stay in bed a week. Who's gonna run my business?" "I can handle it Dad. I've worked there since I was old enough to use the cash register." That was true. When her mother passed away, Amy didn't care for anyone I hired to help out. So finally I just took her with me. She learned all about the business. I guess she liked it, because she is studying business in school. "I can't ask you to do all that. Taking care of the business and me too. What about your studies and you and Orvis are just starting out. That will cramp things for y'all. "I've already got it all worked out. I'm only taking a couple of easy classes this summer. Orvis' parents are going on an Alaskan cruise for two weeks. His brother was supposed to stay with us, which might be a bit awkward, since we only have that small apartment. So he's gonna stay and take care of you until his parents get back." "Orvis has a brother?" I couldn't believe his parents were allowed to reproduce twice. I guess I should be nicer, it looks like I might eventually be related to them. "Why would his brother want to take care of me? He doesn't even know me." "Well, I sorta promised him you'd pay him a fifty dollars a day. He wants a new bike and an Xbox." "A new bike? How old is he?" "Thirteen. But he's a really sweet kid, and smart too." Suddenly I had images of some Howdy Doody looking little shit running around my house. "I don't know about this, Amy." "It's all settled. His parents leave day after tomorrow. If you get out by then, I'll bring him over. If not, then when you do get out. The doc seems hopeful you'll be out by then, but only if you have help at home. You're to stay in bed except to use the bathroom or shower etc. You're not allowed to go up and down the stairs in case you have a seizure." "I only had a seizure because of the fever. A hundred and four [40°C] is pretty high. I think your brain fries at a hundred and five [40½°C] ." "No arguments, or I'll let them keep you longer, then put you in a nursing home." *** Two extremely long days later, I was released, with a handful of prescriptions and instructions from the doc. I guess they were right about resting. I fell asleep as soon as I got into bed at home. I simply had no energy. "Dad?" It was Amy waking me up. "Hi baby girl. What's up." "This is Luke. He'll be staying with you." I looked past my daughter expecting to see Howdy Doody. Instead I see a supermodel. Young and small, but drop dead gorgeous. "Uh... Hi Luke." "I'll leave you two to get acquainted. Love you, Dad," Amy said kissing my cheek. Then she was gone. I was still in shock. How could the same genes that produced Orvis, produce this beautiful creature. His hair was short but left longer on top where the natural blonde curls were allowed to flow freely. He had full lips and big hazel eyes that begged to be stared at. "Can I get you anything Mr..." "Call me Gill," I interrupted. "Gill, can I get you anything?" "I'm fine. Well, actually I'd like some water. There's some in the fridge. Grab yourself a Coke too." I watched him walk out, still wondering who his mother was fucking around with that would cause him to be born. I had seen pictures of the parents. Orvis looked just like his father. This kid had to have been found on the doorstep or something. He returned with water for me and a Coke for himself. As he drew near, I noticed how tight his jeans were. I don't know why I looked, but I did. He sat the drinks on the nightstand and drew up a chair close to the bed. "I'm sorry you're sick," he said. I could see the sincerity in those big eyes. "Thank you Luke." It actually meant a lot to me. Kids just don't understand the social niceties, so if they say something like that, they usually mean it. "So, tell me about yourself," I prompted him. "Not much to tell really. I go to Lincoln Middle School. I like basketball, riding my bike and playing Xbox." "Do you have a girlfriend?" He blushed quickly. "No. Maybe next year." Either the girls in his school are blind or he's misreading the signals they are sending out. I glanced down and could see fullness in his jeans, but no definition. "I put my bag in the next room. That way if you need me in the middle of the night I should be able to hear you. Is that alright?" "That's fine. I doubt that I'll need you though, but thanks for being thoughtful." "Amy told me you're supposed to stay in bed except to go to the bathroom. And I'm to make sure you take your meds, so when are you due again." "Let's see. The blue one and the white one are three times a day so maybe at seven, three, and eleven. The long beige one is twice a day, so we'll make it seven and seven." "It's almost three now. I'll get your pills." He handed me the two pills. "What are they for?" "I have no fucking... uh excuse me, no clue." Luke chuckled. "I've heard the word fuck before. I am in public school you know." "Stay around me long, and you'll probably hear a few new ones." "You're funny. Now take your pills before I force them down your throat." "Suddenly the sweet kid turns into a whip wielding taskmaster." "And don't you forget it Buster. I'm here to make sure you get well." I smiled and took the pills. We talked while we had our drinks. I really liked the kid. His brother always struck me as somewhat fake. Trying too hard to make a good impression on his girlfriend's father I assumed. This kid was genuine. A quality I admire greatly. After a long pause in our conversation, I said, "There's a cabinet full of games and stuff in the den. Go pick out something you feel lucky at, and I'll beat your ass at it." "You wish old man," Luke said as he left the room. He came back with Clue, which I haven't played in years. He set the board up on the bed, and pulled his chair closer. After he lost the third game in a row, he started packing it back in the box. "Come back when you grow some hair, maybe you'll be more of a challenge," I joked. He put the lid on the box and said, "I have hair. Well, a few anyway. I think you cheat." That put me in my place, and images in my head. Damn. I had almost forgotten how attractive he was. Now I had mental pictures of his dick with a few hairs on it. I also realized I hadn't taken care of myself for four days now. I had gotten used to doing it every day at least. Usually in front of my computer. When Luke returned, he had Amy with him. "I brought you guys some burgers, and a couple of casseroles that should last you a few days." "Thanks, baby girl." "How are you two getting along?" "Fine, except he's a sore loser," I remarked with a smile. "He cheats," Luke defended. "I know how you feel. But I've never been able to prove he cheats," Amy said shaking her head. "I'll check on you boys tomorrow. Love you Dad." She was gone again. "It's seven o'clock. Take your pill." I swallowed my pill and started to get out of bed. "Where do you think you're going?" Luke asked. "I need to pee." I threw the covers off, and remembered I was only wearing boxers. There was a gap in front because the fly wasn't buttoned. I drew the gap together and stood. I felt a little light headed, and Luke took hold of my arm. He walked me to the bathroom and I stood in front of the toilet. Luke stepped back to the doorway to give me some privacy. I pulled my cock through the gap and let the piss flow. He walked me back to bed, and I was thankful he was there, as I felt unsteady on my feet still. "There is a bed tray in the bottom cabinet next to the fridge." "Luke retrieved the tray, and put our burgers on it, then sat on the edge of the bed. We chatted like old friends as we ate. I hadn't felt this comfortable around anyone for years. And it was just a boy. "What are those books on the dresser?" he asked. "Just some I plan to read but haven't gotten to yet." There's no time like the present. I'll read to you after dinner." Damn, he's a nice kid. When we finished, he asked what I wanted him to read. "Don't much care. Just pick one." He took the top book and sat down beside me. It was 'Till I Find You' by John Irving. I've read several of his novels before. His characters are usually a bit unusual, and the storyline somewhat racey. "That might not be appropriate for you," I warned. "I've read 'The World According To Garp' by Irving. I liked it." He began reading, and Irving did not disappoint. After a couple of chapters Luke needed a break. "Why don't you shower, and we'll pick up where we left off later." "Ok." He helped me to the bathroom again, where I adjusted the water temperature, and he stood in the doorway. I kept my back to him as I dropped my boxers, stepped into the tub and pulled the shower curtain closed. My cock wanted attention, which I desperately wanted to give it, but refrained. I turned off the water and reached beyond the curtain to retrieve a towel from the rack. That's when I realized I hadn't brought clean boxers with me. "Luke. Are you still here?" "Of course," he replied from the doorway. "Could you get me some boxers from the top drawer of the chest?" I had finished drying off when he pulled the curtain back and handed me the underwear. I don't think he saw anything as I stepped into them. Then he helped me back to bed. "I'll take a quick shower too, and be right with you." Assuming he'd use the hall bath, and I would hear the shower go off, I thought I had time to give my cock the attention it needed. I pulled my rising cock from the gap in my boxers and went to work on it. Not having any porn in front of me, my mind flashed to his tight jeans, and the promising bulge they contained. I wondered what his dick looked like, and what lucky girl would get to experience it. I could imagine his nearly hairless dick sliding into an equally hairless pussy. That's when I heard him clear his throat. I opened my eyes to see him at the foot of the bed. "Shit," I said, befuddled. There was no way he didn't see what I was doing. "I was going to ask if I could use your shower so I wouldn't be far away," Luke said in explanation. "Uh... Yeah, sure. Shit." He grinned and went into the bathroom. He didn't close the door, but I couldn't see anything from the bed. I heard him peeing, a very strong stream I might add, then the showerer started. I thought about resuming my self abuse, but didn't want to be caught again. I wondered if he was doing what I would be doing at his age. Hell, what I would be doing if I hadn't been caught already. His shower didn't last long, so I suspected he didn't. He came out wearing basketball shorts. His bare chest was just as beautiful as the rest of him. Dime size pink nipples on a completely hairless torso. Luke picked up the book as he sat on the edge of the bed, and began to read the next chapter. "Uh... Luke. I'm... uh sorry about..." "Gill. Don't worry. We all do it. I've just never seen anyone else do it." "It's just been awhile, you know with the hospital visit and all." "I understand. I couldn't... Let's get back to the book. He continued reading as if nothing had happened. A little later he made himself more comfortable by putting one knee up on the bed. I glanced down when he did, and saw up the leg opening of his shorts. He was wearing tight white briefs underneath. I could clearly see the swell of his ball sack under the white briefs. I tried to inconspicuously adjust my line of sight to look further up his shorts. Without actually raising the material, I couldn't make out anything else. "It's eleven. Time for your meds," Luke said a couple of chapters later. I took the pills and Luke said, "I'm going to bed, but don't hesitate to call if you need me." I decided to wait a few minutes before jerking off, in case he returned for some reason. I fell asleep before even starting. *** "It's seven o'clock. Time for your meds," Luke said, waking me. "You're evil," I proclaimed as I held out my hand for the pills. "Be a good boy and take your pills so I don't have to spank you." "At least one of us might enjoy that." He grinned and handed me a glass of water. My tented boxers led the way as he helped me to the bathroom. I think that may have been more embarrassing than seeing my hand moving on my cock under a blanket. Maybe not, but close. Luke didn't seem fazed that I had an erection, and waited patiently by the door for it to subside so I could pee. I put my cock away and turned toward him. He came to my side and helped me to bed again. I laid down and only then noticed he was wearing really tight shorts, and I could see the outline of his dick pointed down and to the right. "What's on the agenda today, taskmaster Luke?" "I thought we'd start with waterboarding then move on to flogging with a cat-o-nine-tails." "I knew you were evil. Pure evil." "Can you behave yourself long enough for me to get you some cereal for breakfast?" "It'll be difficult, but I'll give it a shot." Luke returned a few minutes later with two bowls of cereal. It was a minute later that I finally found a flaw in this otherwise perfect boy. "I knew it! You're a goddamn cereal slurper!" I yelled at him. 'Yeah. I'm sorry. It's a terrible habit, and I'm working on it." Gees. He was serious. He's actually trying to improve on his only flaw. I felt like a shitheel. I looked down at his bulge again. It really looked nice. I could see the outline of his dick and even the separation of his balls. I gained a new respect for tight shorts. I looked back at his face. He was smiling at me. "Did I dribble milk down my front?" he asked. "Uh no. I was... Uh wondering why you don't have a girlfriend." "I just don't. Girls my age are pretty silly. Boys too for that matter. I just don't have a lot in common with them." I glanced back at his package as I nodded in agreement. "What about you? I know your wife died a long time ago. Do you have a girlfriend?" "Nope. She's been gone ten years. I concentrated on raising Amy. She's my one and only priority." "You haven't... uh, been with any woman since then?" "Nope." "No wonder you were... Never mind," Luke said grinning. I knew exactly what he was referring to though. "Just slurp your cereal. Shit ass." He didn't slurp again though. We finished, and he took the bowls downstairs. While he was gone all I could think about was his bulge. When he came in, I was climbing out of bed. "What now? Do I need to beat your ass again." "I'm going to the toilet. And maybe you should stay out here this time," I said indicating I intended to do more than just pee. "Okay, but I'll be right outside the door if you need me." I sat on the toilet thinking "Yeah, I need you alright. I need you to stroke my cock for me. I picked it up and it instantly responded. I was going to beat it's head off, but Luke was right outside. He would probably hear the fapping and know just what I was doing. Damn. I really have to dump a load. I changed my mind and dumped another kind of load instead. "Would you like to watch tv?" Luke asked. "No thanks, but you're welcome to if you want." I handed him the remote for the tv mounted on the wall across from my bed. He was sitting on his chair with his head turned to see the tv. "Your gonna get a crick in your neck that way. Climb up here," I said scooting toward the middle of the bed. I grabbed a pillow from the other side of the bed and placed it against the headboard so he could lean on it. He settled in beside me watching some early morning talk show. This was a first for me. Laying in bed with a teen boy. I looked down the length of his body. His ankles were crossed, which only accented the bulge at his crotch. From this angle I could see the wide ridge his dick made in the shorts as it curved over his balls. Jesus, he was perfect. Again he caught me looking. "If you don't want to watch tv, we can do something else." "I'm game for anything," slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. "So I noticed," Luke quipped. He picked up the book and began reading. In this particular part of the book, there was a lot of penis holding going on. I saw Luke tug at the leg band of his shorts to allow his dick more room. "Do girls really do that. Just sit around holding a guy's dick?" "Some might. But in this case I don't think it's in a sexual way. They seem to have an unusual relationship." "I should say so. If there's penis holding and no sex," he remarked. "You never set around alone in your room holding your penis?" "Well, yes. But not for long before something else happens," he admitted with a grin. I nodded in agreement. We both smiled remembering what he had caught me doing. I of course had mental images of him in his room holding his dick. We decided to skip lunch, but he forced the three o'clock pills down my throat. Mostly we just talked and he read to me. He asked if I wanted dinner first or shower. I opted for the shower. Luke went to put the casserole in the oven then assist me to the shower. Like last time, I turned my back to him as I stepped in and closed the curtain. Also like last time, I forgot clean boxers. I reached for the towel I didn't feel it so I stretched further, then remembered I had used that towel last night and didn't replace it. That's when my feet went out from under me. Luke was there in a nanosecond. The top half of my body lay over the rim of the tub, and the rest of me sprawled awkwardly in the tub. "Shit! I'm sorry Gill. This is my fault. I should've been keeping a closer eye on you." "It's not your fault. I just reached too far out and my feet slipped," I said as he helped me up. "Hold on to the wall, I'll get you a towel." Luke got a towel from the linen closet, I was holding onto the wall turned away. Suddenly he was drying my back. "I'm so sorry, Gill," Luke kept saying. I could hear that he was really choked up about it. "I'm okay, really. My ass might be a little bruised tomorrow, but I'm fine." He had dried his way down and had reached my butt about that time. "Shit. I'm sorry. Does that hurt?" "I'm fine. Really." It was true. I was fine. I was more than fine. I was hard as a rock. He had dried my back and legs, even ran the towel in my butt crack. That made me full metal jacket. "Turn around." I didn't want to, but I could tell he was crying. He felt so guilty about me falling, he was torn up. I figured if he saw me this way, he'd know I was okay. I turned, and he was looking at my face. Tears were streaming down his. "I'm so..." I interrupted him. "I'm okay. Don't cry." "Are you sure?" I purposefully looked down. His eyes followed mine. There my eight inches [20 cm] stuck straight out. Luke laughed through his tears a little. "Yeah, that looks pretty okay." He continued to dry me, It was both exciting and humiliating at the same time. With my chest and legs finished, he ran the towel up between my legs under my balls. Then he wrapped the towel around my cock. "Sweet Jesus," I moaned as lightning shot through my body. "Hold on. I'll get you some boxers." He was gone awhile, but when he came back into the bathroom, I could see a definite erection in his tight shorts. He was carrying my boxers and his basketball shorts. He held the boxers open for me to step into. I steadied myself holding onto his shoulder. My hard cock swung side to side passing within a few inches of his face, as I stepped out of the tub into the boxers. Luke drew the underwear up my legs, using the waistband to lift my cock as he released them at my belly. Once I was in bed, Luke said, "The food is cooling. I'm taking a quick shower." I heard the water running and I thought about jerking off. I decided to put it off till he left the room for the night, then I was going to beat the bishop half to death. Luke came in and put the bed tray over my lap then ran from the room. He returned with two plates of chicken tetrazzini, then ran out again. He had drinks and silverware when he returned. He placed one plate in front of me and sat on the edge of the bed with one knee up on the bed. Then he proceeded to feed me. "I'm not an baby. I can feed myself." "Stop crying like one then and open your mouth," he ordered. I opened, and glanced down. I could see up the leg opening of his shorts again, but this time he wasn't wearing briefs. My mouth staid agape as I stared at the wondrous sight of his balls. Nicely formed, smooth, hairless, beautiful. I hadn't noticed that Luke had placed food inside my mouth. "Chew," he commanded. I chewed, never taking my eyes off his nuts. "Open." I opened my mouth, finally looking at his face. He was smiling. Those big hazel eyes told me he knew what I had been looking at. He kept feeding me, and I kept looking at his balls. His dick must have been laying to the other side, I couldn't see it. After a few more bites, I saw a ridge in his shorts begin to grow toward his hip bone. I looked back at his face. He gave me a big smile, and held out another forkful of food. The damn kid knows I want him. He's worse than a taskmaster. He's a fucking tease. And he tortures me with visions and then won't let me get relief. I hate kids. All the while he fed me, my eyes were never far from his balls. When I finished eating, I assumed the torture was over. But no. The little shit changed my plate for his, and remained sitting in plain view as he ate his food. I hate this kid so much that when he took the dishes away, I pulled out my phone got on my Amazon Prime account and ordered the newest Xbox. He returned and sat on the bed. "Are you feeling okay?" I glanced down at the lump in my blanket. "Yeah, I'm fine." He reached over to the nightstand a picked up the book. He turned toward me placing his knee on the bed again and began to read. I couldn't help myself. I liked the torture. I looked up the leg opening of his shorts again. Fuck! I couldn't see much of his balls. Because his beautiful dick was in the way. It was soft, about four thick inches [10 cm], with a knob that screamed "Lick me." "Gill!" Shit he caught me staring again. "What?" "I asked you what you thought about the organs." "They're beautiful," I answered glancing back at his jewels. Luke grinned and rolled those big hazel eyes at me. "I'm talking about the pipe organs in the story," he said barely hiding his laugh. "Oh. Well with Irving you never know. It could symbolize something else or it could just be organs." I had no clue what he had read the last five or ten pages, but he seemed satisfied with my answer. It finally got to a quarter to eleven. "Time for my pills." I couldn't wait for him to go to bed so I could choke my chicken's head off. "You have a few minutes still. Why are you in such a hurry, you hate taking pills?" "I just thought you might like to go to bed early. It's been a long day." He got my meds, I swallowed them quickly, and he sat back down in the chair beside the bed. "Would you mind turning out the lights on your way to bed?" I asked. "I'm not going anywhere. I feel guilty enough after what happened in the shower. I'll be right here in this chair in case you need me," he said, getting up and turning off all the lights except the bedside lamp. Son of a bitch! It's been a week since I shot a load, not to mention the torture this kid has put me through. Now the little shit isn't leaving. I rolled onto my side in disgust. I closed my eyes trying to ignore my cock. After a few minutes I began to wonder if I could get away with it while he was in the room. I waited a little longer before I opened my eyes again. Luke had his head propped up on his hand leaning awkwardly to one side. I couldn't see up his shorts, but I could see the milky white of his upper thigh.I reached over and touched his leg, a little higher than necessary. Luke sat up quickly. "Are you alright? Is something wrong?" "No. But this is ridiculous. If you're going to sleep in here, there's plenty of room on this king size bed. Come on, climb in." I held the blanket up for him and he crawled in, still half asleep. I too was asleep almost immediately. *** I woke up to a beeping sound. Luke had an alarm on his phone. He got up and went to the bathroom, came back and got my pills out. After he forced them down my throat, he started to climb back into bed. We noticed at the same time my morning wood was out of my boxers. "I'll help you to the toilet," Luke volunteered. "I can wait awhile if you're still sleepy." He didn't argue, just got in and snuggled against me. He had been there all night, but I think this was the first contact we had made. I know he didn't snuggle up when he first got in last night. I don't recall ever feeling him against me throughout the night. Yet here he was with his head on my shoulder and his young body pressed against my side. It felt nice, but did nothing to alleviate my erection. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the closeness of this angel. I assumed he went back to sleep, but a few minutes later I noticed slight movement. Then I felt his fingers tentatively wrap around my cock. I guess he thought I was asleep and wouldn't notice. A moment later his hand slid down to my balls. He lifted each one then the entire sack, feeling the heft of them. When he was satisfied there, he moved his hand up to the head of my cock. First gripping it, then feeling around it like a blind person feeling someone's face to 'see' what they look like. By this point I was as hard as I had ever been in my life. I'm talking, like a diamond, so hard a cat couldn't scratch it. Luke ran his thumb over the slit, and just under the glans. I couldn't stop the slight moan that escaped me. He ended his exploration at that point, probably because he thought he had awakened me. "I'll take you to the toilet, then get us some breakfast," he whispered. Luke had seen it soft when I fell in the tub, saw it hard when he dried me afterward, and now examined it with his hand, so I did nothing to hide my erection as it led us to the toilet. I did notice Luke's basketball shorts were tented too. Probably because he needed to pee, but I hoped feeling me up had something to do with it. When I finished peeing, which took a while, I put my cock away and Luke got me back into bed. He brought us oatmeal for breakfast, which is not my favorite during this time of year, but I didn't complain. He was quiet and pensive as we ate, finally asking, "How old were you when your wife died?" "Thirty four." "That's pretty young. And you haven't been with any women since?" "Nope. Not one. I had Amy to consider. I couldn't have a string of cheap women coming into the house setting a bad example for her. She was at an impressionable age. I couldn't have a regular girlfriend because it wouldn't be fair to either her or Amy if I had to split my time between them. It would only cause resentment on one side or the other. So I made a choice. Amy was my top priority without a doubt." "Amy's grown now. Do you plan to start dating soon?" "Nope. I've gotten used to being alone, and doing as I please. Women can be demanding, and try to change you. They want to mold you into something you're not. If I decide to buy a new boat for instance, I don't want to ask permission from some female." "You have a boat?" "Yeah. A nice little cabin cruiser down at the marina." "Ah man, you're so lucky. I love boats." "I'll take you out on it when they let me out of this bed." That seemed to please him, and he gave me a big smile. He took our dishes downstairs and returned with a deck of cards. We started playing 'War', which is pretty mindless. I could tell he was thinking about something as we played. "It must have been really hard on... uh, I mean difficult for you to not have a girlfriend all that time. You're still young, and... well... functioning." I chuckled. "Yes, I'm still functioning. As you observed the other day, I've gotten used to the singular pleasures, as I'm sure at your age, you have too." He suddenly gathered all the cards. "Can you teach me how to play poker?" "Sure." I started with explaining the ranks of hands, illustrating with the cards. Then moved on to different types of games, like 'Texas Hold Em' and 'Stud'. He grasped the concept quickly. "Wanna play?" he asked. "It's not too fun if there are no stakes." "How does 'Strip Poker' work?" That caught me off guard. I told him that usually 'Strip Poker' is played 'Draw' style. I explained how that works and gave him examples. "So the stakes in 'Strip Poker' are the players clothes. What happens when they get naked?" "If a naked play loses another hand, they usually have to perform some bawdy task imposed by the winner of that hand. It can be as simple as kissing an opponent or more brazen, depending on the players and their familiarity." "What happens when everyone is naked?" "The game doesn't usually last long after that. Either by choice or through the tasks, the players will soon couple up or even triple up, or there is an all out orgy. If everybody is in the right frame of mind, or simply drunk enough, there are no losers." He got quiet again for a moment, then half whispered, "Wanna play?" That as an easy question. "Yes. But neither of us has much in the way of wagers." "Three out of five wins each round," Luke offered. "Fair enough. You deal so you don't think I'm cheating." He lost the first round, and shyly slid his shorts off. Trying to keep hidden the prize I wanted to see. He lost the second round. "What's my task?" I didn't want to push him too far, so I said, "Go get us some bottled water from the fridge." He managed to get away without me seeing his dick, but I saw his gorgeous butt as he exited the room. Luke returned holding two bottles of water in front of him, blocking my view. He handed me one, then sat down still not exposing anything. I lost the next round on purpose, and pulled off my boxers under the blanket so he couldn't see. I dragged them out and dropped them at his feet to indicate I was nude under the covers. He seemed a little disappointed, but didn't say anything. I didn't lose the next round. "Okay. What's my task?" Luke asked. "I want you to stand with your arms out like an airplane, and take at least one full minute to turn around full circle." Luke knew this would expose him completely. He blushed a bit, but slowly stood and held his arms out. His cock was rigid, standing almost against his belly. It looked to be about five and a half inches [14 cm]. A lot longer than I would have guessed considering his size. It was thick and perfect. I could barely see his few pubes, because they were only at the center base of his dick. He followed instructions, and slowly turned full circle. As I had suspected, his body was perfect and flawless. His bubble butt was untanned, compared to the rest of him, causing it to glow in it's perfection. With his task complete, Luke hurriedly dealt the cards. I lost the next round on purpose wondering what task he might impose upon me. "You have to do the same thing I just did," he ordered. He had already seen me hard so I wasn't too embarrassed as I performed my task. Without my boxers, my balls were also on display though. "Your butt is bruised from your fall yesterday," Luke observed. I thought it might be, because it was a bit tender. "I'm sorry. Is it ugly?" "Not at all," he said huskily. I killed him the next round. "What now?" he asked with trepidation. "Hmm..." I started as if I hadn't already decided. "I want you to get on the bed standing on your knees, close your eyes and don't move for five minutes." This had him worried, but he complied. Now only inches away from me, I used one finger to pull his dick away from his body. He only withdrew a little, then returned to position. "Remember. You can't move, and you can't open your eyes. Or you have to begin the task all over," I reminded him. "Okay," he acknowledged. But he blushed even more knowing I had put my finger on him. I couldn't wait any longer. This kid had tortured me for days. Now it was my turn to torture him. I flicked my tongue over the head of his dick a few times, then slowly slid my mouth down its length, pressing my tongue along the underside. He flinched slightly, then let out a long moan as my lips made contact with his pubis. I tightened my lips and tongue around his dick and dragged slowly off him. "Ooh..shit," he exclaimed, trying to follow my mouth with his dick. I pushed his dick against his belly, and tugged on his tight ball sack. Then I licked his balls all over. Another moan escaped him as I slid my mouth back down his cock. I applied more suction, and slid up and down his length four times, then released him again. I looked up at his face. His eyes were scrunched tightly closed, and he was breathing heavy through his mouth. I only had a couple of minutes to further torture him, so I spent that time sucking him, waiting a moment then sucking him some more. On the last pass, I placed my hand on his butt, and pulled him tightly to me, causing his cock head to enter my throat. By the time my five minutes were up, he was a quivering mass of need. Luke held the position awaiting my next assault on his dick. "Time's up," I said. "Shit." I could hear the frustration in his voice. "Does that mean you don't want to continue to play cards?" "No. Just give me a second," he answered as he sat back down. He shuffled the cards and dealt the next hand. I asked him, "Do you want to win or lose this round?" "Like you said, in this game there are no losers," he answered with a smile. Even with his eyes closed, there is no way he didn't know I sucked his dick. It only slightly allowed a little deniability. I let him win the next round. "You have to do the same as I did," he ordered. I got on my knees beside him, hoping he wouldn't torture me nearly as much as I did him. When my eyes were closed, I felt his hand on my cock. I could tell he was examining it like he had done earlier, only now he could see it too. He stroked it a few times, then I felt his other hand on my balls. He continued to stroke me slowly, then I felt his lips encircle my cock head. I didn't think he would go that far. He slid up and down it a few times, then he slid down far enough for my cock to hit his gag reflex. He backed off, then tried again. When he gagged a second time, he tried just sucking the end of it for a while. Then I felt both hands on my butt cheeks, and he pulled me toward him, forcing my cock passed his gag reflex, and into his throat. He made a choking sound and backed off, only to pull me in a second time. He choked again, but on the third try, I felt his nose press against my pubes. He had my entire dick in his mouth. He backed off and did it again, and again. I was highly impressed. This angelic looking boy wanted to learn to deep throat. He pulled away and said, "Time's up." I lay down without a word about what just happened. "Another round?" he asked expectantly. "Sure." "I didn't let him win this round. He seemed disappointed again. "What now?" he asked. "Uh... Same thing only this time it's ten minutes." Luke presented himself in front of me as before. I didn't need exploration time, and went right to sucking his dick. And this time, I wasn't interested in torturing him. I wanted to make him cum. I wanted him to experience something he had never before experienced. I sucked his beautiful teen cock like a cheap whore. The sooner he got off, the sooner she'd be back on the corner. It took less than two minutes. I saw his fists clench because he desperately wanted to to grasp onto what was giving him so much pleasure. Yet according to the rules, he couldn't move. His dick swelled, and his balls drew up, so I took his cock head into my throat just in time for him to deliver his cream. "Oh Fuck," he groaned after the first spasm that sent a nice helping of cream. "Ugh, Uhnn mmmm," was all he managed as he continued to fire. I didn't let him off the hook though. In fact, I didn't even let him go soft. I kept sucking him right through a second orgasm. I was watching his face and he never opened his eyes. Maybe he was going for deniability, or maybe he just liked it. After the second reward joined the first in my belly, Luke went soft pretty quickly. I finally dragged my mouth from him. He sat where he was and looked down at his deflated, saliva coated dick. "Was that just ten minutes?" he asked. I looked at the clock. "Just about," I lied. It was more like eighteen. He smiled and looked at my cock. "Another round?" I laughed a little, then motioned to his dick. "It looks to me like you have nothing left to wager right now. Maybe later." "How about some lunch." Deniability or not, I wanted him to know I had just sucked his dick and swallowed his cum. "No thanks. I've had enough protein for now." He glanced down again. "Yeah. You're probably tight on both counts." Luke actually acknowledged I had sucked him, swallowing the protein reward, and he had nothing left to wager right now. "Can I have my shorts back then?" "No, I won them fair and square." "But those are my favorite sleepwear." "Lesson learned. Never gamble what you don't want to lose." "You're mean." "Me? You're the one who has been forcing pills and stuff down my throat," I said, reminding him of his cum shooting into my throat. He chuckled and looked again at his spent cock. "Yeah, and I'm sure you hated every minute of it." The cheeky little bastard knew I wanted him from the moment I laid eyes on him. "Not really. Only the pills." "How about truth or dare?" "Okay, but I haven't played it since High school." "I'll go first. Truth or dare?" he asked laying beside me. "Uh, truth." "How many women have you been with?" "Damn, right to the hard stuff, huh. Including one nighters, eight. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "How many girls have you been with including heavy make out sessions." "That's easy. None. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "How many guys have you been intimate with?" "None... well, I guess it's one... now. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "Same question." "One... now. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "Did you... like it?" "Immensely. Without a doubt the best thing to happen to me since Amy was born. Truth or dare?" "Uh, let's try a dare," Luke answered. "Okay. I dare you to lay there and watch." I slowly moved down level with his dick. I licked his balls first then looked up at his face. He was watching me. I took his entire cock into my mouth and nursed on it until he got hard again.Those big eyes watched as I pleasured him. His dick hardened in my mouth, eventually entering my throat. He watched the action of my mouth on his meat, but would occasionally meet my gaze. He'd smile at me entranced by what I was doing. I got him to a point where he was breathing heavy and thrusting his hips up at me. "Shit," Luke said when I stopped. He gathered himself then asked, "Truth or dare?" "Dare," I replied. "I dare you to finish what you started," he said and climbed onto my chest to shove his dick into my mouth. Of course I didn't complain, but complied with his wishes and finished the blow job. He couldn't last much longer even though he had cum twice already. He had probably not jerked off since he arrived either. Thirteen year olds can produce a lot of cum in a few days. His third load wasn't as large, but just as tasty and appreciated. And this time he got to hold onto my head as he pushed his dick into my throat to unload. When he sat down beside me exhausted, I asked, "Truth or dare." "I'm too wasted for a dare right now, so truth." "Why did you try so hard to swallow my whole cock?" "I don't really know. When I first saw it hard I thought, 'Damn he could choke someone with that thing' and I wondered what it would be like, then I realized I wanted to try it." "Well, in case you're wondering, you're the first to take the whole thing orally." "Speaking of oral, it's time for your meds." "It's only been three minutes since you pushed something down my throat, and you want to again already. You're pure evil." "Quit complaining or the pills will be all you get from now on." I shut the fuck up at that threat. The little shit knew I loved sucking his dick and used it against me. I'll have to remind myself to find out what kind of bike he wants. We sat and chatted over Cokes. Neither of us got dressed. What was the point. We weren't trying to hide from each other anymore. I loved seeing him relaxed and naked. Besides being hugely attractive, there's just something about a naked boy that makes me happy, this boy in particular. "You said you like boats, yet you didn't go on the cruise with your parents. Why?" "To be honest, I got the impression my dad didn't want me to go. So I told them I didn't want to hang around with a bunch of old people." "And yet, here you are hanging around me." "You're not old. The average age on one of those Alaskan cruises is like seventy. Besides, I also said kids my age are silly. I like being with adults." "Why do you think your dad didn't want you to go?" "We've never been close. He likes Orvis more than me. I'm not saying he's mean to me, just there has always been this wall between us. I'm closer to you than my dad." I looked down at his spent cock. "Well, I should hope so." He laughed. "Not just because of that. Yuck... I can't imagine doing anything like that with him," Luke said giving a fake shivver. "I'm just saying I like you more and Dad likes Orvis more. Maybe it's because Orvis looks just like him, and I don't." "Do you think you look like your mom?" "Not really." I was right. The mom fucked somebody else, and Dad knows it. He doesn't mistreat Luke, but he knows Luke's not his. "I forgot something," Luke said suddenly. "I took my pills." "Not that... This." He ducked under the blanket and I felt him grab my cock and take it into his mouth. "Jesus H Christ," I moaned in surprise. I was hard in an instant, and Luke went back to practicing his deep throat skills. I reached for his dick and discovered it was hard. I wanted to sixty nine with him, but he's too short for us to match up. It had been so long for me, that I was on edge pretty quickly. "Luke. I'm gonna cum." "He bravely took my cock back into his throat, and I flooded it. I could feel his muscles contracting on my cock as he swallowed my load. When I slipped from his mouth, Luke reappeared. He reached for a tissue on the nightstand and dried his eyes. "You almost drowned me," he pointed out then blew his nose. "I tried to warn you. I haven't cum in over a week. I knew it would be a lot for you to handle." "It's okay. I just didn't expect so much" It's funny how we just seemed to blend together. After the initial awkwardness, it was as if we had the same thoughts. He knew I loved his body, and I think he appreciated mine as well. We didn't dress the entire day, he explored me when he wanted, and I certainly did him as well. My hands or mouth were never far from him. We showered together, ate together naked, and at bedtime, went to sleep together. In the morning, I awoke with Luke behind me. He was still asleep, but his dick was in my buttcrack knocking at my backdoor. "If you're going to do that, get some lube," I said waking him. "Huh... What?" "I said, if you're going to do that, get some lube." Finally waking enough to notice his position he said, "Oh... sorry Gill." "No need to be sorry, Just get the lube." "Really? You want me to..?" "I want to try everything that you want. I may not get a second chance like this." I reached for the lube in my nightstand and handed it to him. He was a little hesitant but soon was lubed and ready. I brought my knees toward my chest and pushed my butt toward him, giving him more access. He's young, and new at this, so he wasn't very gentle. His knob popped in quickly and I let out a yelp of pain. "I'm sorry. Should I stop?" "No. Just take it a little slower. I'm just as new at this as you are." Luke worked himself inside me a little at a time, causing both of us to moan in pleasure. Once seated, his thrust and size were perfect for hitting my prostate. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be getting fucked by a teen boy. "My god you feel good," Luke said. "Ugh... I was just thinking the same thing. Keep fucking me." It delighted him that I was enjoying the fucking he was giving me, and he increased his speed and stroke length and really let me have it good. Soon he flipped me onto my stomach, lay on my back, and re entered me. I lifted my hips slightly to giving myself to him completely. Turning my head to the side, I could see in the dresser mirror, his little butt moving up and down. Knowing this was pushing his wonderful cock inside me caused even more pleasure for me. "Jesus, Luke. Look at you fucking me," I pointed out. He turned to look. "Jesus, that's so fucking hot. Do you like it? Am I fucking you good?" "I love it... You're so good... You're gonna make me cum." My chute tightened on him as I shot a load onto the sheets, causing him to go over the edge too. I could feel his hot young cum filling my butt. He lay on me basking in the glow, slowly stroking in and out as his dick softened. "Shit," he said as he withdrew. "We missed medicine time." "Only by fifteen minutes." "Take these," he ordered handing me the pills. "Damn. Either down my throat, or up my ass. You're always forcing things in me." We both laughed. "Yeah, well no more morning sex till after your meds." Luke proclaimed. "Now you're just being cruel." He lay down and wrapped his arms around me. "Did you really like it? Did I do it good? Did my dick feel good inside you? What was it like?" "Whoa. Slow down. It was tremendous. You are an incredible lover. I love having your dick inside me. I enjoyed it very much, mostly because it was you fucking me." Luke's face lit up. "Honestly?" "Swear to God. You can fuck me anytime." "Yeah right," he chuckled. "Courthouse steps, high noon, tv cameras running. If you say bend over, I will." "Did I really make you cum?" "Look at my limp cock, and the mess on the sheets," I said pointing. I think I saw a bit of swagger in his step as he went to get us breakfast. After we ate, and he took the dishes down, he fucked me again. Doggie style style, gripping my hips, pounding me hard. When he felt my tunnel tighten, he reached under and grabbed my cock to be sure I was cumming from his efforts. I was, and he was thrilled. We collapsed in a heap after he unloaded in me, and then we heard the doorbell. Luke panicked, grabbed his basketball shorts, almost fell putting them on, and raced to the door. He returned carrying an Amazon box. "It's a pack..." "Excuse me, but you didn't ask if you could borrow my basketball shorts. You lost them in poker, remember?" "What a grouch. I got scared by the doorbell," he said wiggling out of them. "I like you much better that way," I said when he was naked again. "I know. You got a package." "It's probably not for me." "It's got your name on it," he retorted. "Well open it and see what it is." "Holy shit! It's the new Xbox. Why would someone send you an Xbox?" "They didn't. It's for you." His mouth dropped open in shock. After a moment, I saw tears in his eyes. "Did you... Did you really buy this for me?" "Yes. But you can't hook it up to this tv. You can set it up on the one downstairs." He jumped into my arms, pressed his body to mine, and kissed my lips for the first time. It was a long sensuous kiss. Then he got up, closed the box and pushed it over to the corner by the bathroom door. "Don't you want to take it downstairs and set it up?" "No. I'll wait till I go home." "Why?" I asked. "If I'm downstairs playing, I can't be up here with you." "I'll be okay if you want to play." "It's not so I can watch over you. It's so I can just be with you." Now I was the one with tears in my eyes. Later Amy called. "How are you guys getting along?" "He's an evil taskmaster, always shoving pills down my throat." "Great, that's what he's there for. How are you doing on food?" "You'll have to ask the man in charge," I said, handing the phone to Luke. "Hi Amy... Yeah we're doing fine... Well he gave me a bit of trouble in the beginning. Accusing me of shoving things down his throat. I just told him he was getting it in him one end or the other. Now he's being good about taking it." We could barely contain our laughter at that point. Amy must have asked what was going on. "Your dad is making silly faces at me... Yeah we could use some groceries, but tomorrow will be fine. We were planning to order a pizza tonight... Okay see you then. Here's your dad." "Hi, Baby Girl." "It sounds like Luke has everything under control." "Yeah, he's great." "Okay, I'll see you two tomorrow. Love you Dad." "Bye Baby Girl." After our shower, I was going to order the pizza. Luke stopped me and said, "let's go to bed first." I liked the sound of that. We kissed a long time, then I started to suck him. He stopped my by handing me the bottle of lube. I looked at him a moment then said, "Luke, if you're doing this because of the Xbox, then I don't want.." "No. I've been thinking about it for a while. This morning after I fucked you, I decided to do it. I admit I was a little worried about your size, but I know you won't hurt me." If you've never been in a thirteen year old boy's butt, I highly recommend it. It's heaven on earth. Once we were sure he could take it, I flipped him over onto his back, and crawled between his legs. I was able to see his face as I plowed him. I could kiss him as he wrapped his arms and legs around me, throwing his butt up to meet every stroke. He had two orgasms by the time I blasted his bowels. He lay exhausted, when I finally rolled off him. "You look like a dead frog," I mentioned. His arms and legs akimbo. He drew up enough strength to raise his middle finger at me and say, "Just order the damn pizza. I'll be fine by the time it gets here." He was. Barely. When the doorbell rang, he sprang from the bed and put on the basketball shorts again. "There's money in my wallet on the dresser." He grabbed a couple of bills and ran downstairs. When he returned with the pizza, he said, "I know what you're thinking. Yes, they're your shorts." And he removed them. We had basically been together every minute of every day since he got there, and I never tired of having him around. I got along better with him than with any person I'd ever met, including my own daughter. Don't get me wrong, I love her dearly, but even one's own children manage to get on one's nerves. This kid didn't. Well, not yet anyway. "Do you think Amy will marry Orvis?" Luke asked over a slice of pizza. "I don't know. What do you think?" "I hope not." "I thought you like Amy." "I do. She deserves better than Orvis." "I know what you mean," I agreed. "Amy should get something like you." "I assume you're talking about how ingenuine he is." "He's so fake," we said in unison, and laughed. "No, actually I was talking about big. His dick is smaller than mine, and I'm still growing. I hear girls like bigger dicks, and after having yours, I can understand. Amy deserves an nice big one." "You've seen your brother's dick?" "Yeah I caught him jerking off once. I was surprised because he was about an inch shorter than mine, and not as thick." "That doesn't bode well for that relationship." So I was probably right. Luke's mom found a bigger dick to fuck and got pregnant with Luke. Luke looks like his real father and is hung like him. Ovis looks like and is hung like his father. He probably knew about the affair with the big dicked lover, and is distant to Luke because of it. "Do you like fishing?" I asked Luke. "I've never gone fishing." "Your father never took you fishing?" "We don't get along. He went camping with Orvis a few times, but we've never done anything like that." "Well, I'll have to teach you when we go out on the boat." "Are you really gonna take me on your boat?" "Of course I am. I said I would." "I thought you were just being nice." "No. I was being nice when I didn't rape you when you first walked in my door." He leaned in and kissed me. "See. Patience is a virtue. You eventually got what you wanted anyway." "So did you." "Yep," Luke said as he kissed me again, and reached for my cock. After ten days stuck in my room, I convinced Luke to let me walk around some. He held onto me as I went downstairs. I was surprised to see that everything was immaculate. Our most recently used dishes had been rinsed and were in the dishwasher awaiting a full load tor run. Otherwise, all the dishes were washed and put away, the counters were clean, even the trash had been taken out. *** I don't know how he was able to keep up with everything, he was never away from me for long. A few days later on Sunday, his parents returned from their trip, and Amy took Luke home. The house was empty. I was empty. The emptiness was suffocating. Monday I asked Amy for Luke's father's phone number, and called to invite Luke on a fishing trip on my boat. I explained it was sort of a reward for his hard work (even though I gave Luke a check for a thousand dollars). I picked Luke up on Friday, and we drove to the Marina. He loved the boat at first sight. I showed him around before setting off. When we reached a little cove, I set anchor. I noticed Luke had been very quiet, but decided not to push him about it. I got a couple of Cokes from the built in cooler on the aft deck, and handed him one. I could tell he was nearly in tears. "What's up?" "Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?" "Not at all." "We spent all last week fucking each other nearly to death, and now I've been with you almost three hours, and you haven't even kissed me." "I didn't want to embarrass you by kissing you in front of your house, or while driving down the freeway, or while motoring out of the marina. But now that you mention it..." I got on my knees in front of him and pulled his shorts down his legs. I swallowed his dick before he could protest. When his load was sliding down my throat, I pulled off his still hard cock. "Is that better?" "A little. But to really make it better, take me to the cabin and fuck me." So I did. When I hit bottom in him he moaned out, "God I've missed your big cock in me." "And I have missed your tight butt, beautiful big dick and mostly you." We didn't leave the cabin the rest of the night. Saturday morning I was showing him the basics of fishing. When we had our lines set, I told him, "I have a confession to make." His face showed alarm. "Have you met someone?" Luke finally asked. "No. I sorta did something without talking to you about it first. Something that involves you. "Oh... What?" "Well, I called your dad again Thursday to remind him I'd be picking you up. He asked how I was feeling and I told him I was sometimes light headed and especially when I walked down the stairs. I explained that my doctor was concerned that I might have another seizure. I told him how wonderful it had been to have you around all the time keeping an eye on me. I told him I must be getting old because I was worried about things like having a seizure, falling down the stairs and not being found for days. Maybe even dying and leaving my baby girl alone in this world. "He said he could sympathize because his mother went through something similar after her stroke. And that she constantly worried about dying alone." "God Gill, I didn't know you were still that sick," Luke said with worry. "I'm not. It was just bullshit." "What...?" "So then I asked about their cruise, did they have a good time etc. He said it was great, that they really had a chance to reconnect. I told him how much my wife enjoyed time away by ourselves too. How couples seem a lot less inhibited without kids around." "So you're confessing to having a good time with your wife before I was born? How does that affect me?" "Hold on. Be patient. I'm getting to that. You see, It was all part of leading him where I wanted him to go. How he and your mom could be like they were when they were on the cruise. Without you around that is. And how much I really needed someone to stay with me, but I don't trust those home health care people who only want to steal you blind." He still looked perplexed. "Okay let me make it simple for you. I made a deal with your father. You come look after me, and I pay for your college." "Look after you? As in live with you? Till I go to college?" "Yes. Only if you want to of course." "If your cock isn't in me in five minutes, the answer is no," Luke said as he headed to the cabin again. 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