Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2017 14:40:55 -0500
From: Shy'meak McNair <shymeak3958@gmail.com>
Subject: Angelic Jake: Chapter 1 Category: Adult Youth

God, I don't understand why I must go to this boring fucking party! Oh
right, because my parents and sister practically begged me to come. There
are so many other things I would rather be doing right now than attending
my 10-year-old nephew, Peter's, birthday party. I mean, I love my nephew
but I'm 20 years old for God's sake.

The only positive aspect I can glean from this shit day is that I can
possibly get some more kids to tutor and make a little more money.

My parents and I pulled up to my sister's mustard yellow farmhouse with a
porch that looked like it needed some TLC. Everything seemed so different
about the house since the last time I was here, but it doesn't feel like
its been that long; maybe its been longer than I thought.

Just as my parents and I made our way into my sisters back yard, I took a
deep breath, let it out with a huff, and put the best smile I could muster
on my face.

"Hey guys, your just in time! The party just started!" my sister waved us
over to her picnic table that was covered in a powder blue table cloth with
a transformers pattern; my nephews favorite.

As we made our way to the table, my nephew caught a glimpse of me and took
off in my direction before smashing himself into me for a big hug.

"Uncle Billy, I knew you would come! Mom said you weren't coming!"

I picked up my nephew and held him in my arms for a hug in which I slowly
swung him from side to side.

"Are you kidding?! I wouldn't miss my little guy's birthday for anything in
the world." I would have much rather been anywhere else, but I wasn't going
to let him know that.

Just as I put Peter down, my asshole of a brother-in-law came lurching
through the back door of their house.

"So, I guess you finally decided to climb down off that horse of yours and
come grace us with a visit!"

I just glared at him with a look that could cut through steel when my
sister interjected

"Now, now, James. My brother is always busy with college and whatever else
he has going on!  I'm sure there are good reasons why my he hasn't come to
see us in six months."

There's my sister, being a passive-aggressive bitch as usual. However, all
I could think about was that six months; has it really been that long.

I suddenly got defensive, "Well, we don't all have the pleasure of being
perpetually in-between jobs, James!"

James started toward me with anger in his steps, "listen here, you little
fag-!"

My mother stepped in his path and said in a loud, shrill voice, "Can
grandma get a hug from her little Pete."

Peter had the cutest little smile on his face when he ran to my mom and
gave her a hug just as big as the one he gave me; my nephew has always been
a very affectionate boy.

I have only been at this party for 37 minutes- yes, I'm counting, and I
already want to jump off a cliff.

The only respite I'm currently getting is watching my nephew's little
friends; some of those boys look so sweet! I can't help but lick my lips!

Suddenly, I was broken from my boy craving haze by my sister calling me
over.

"Billy, come here! We want you to meet someone!"  I slowly made my way over
to my sister who was talking to someone whom I presumed to be her friend.

"Billy, I'd like you meet Allison. Her son, Jake, is having a little
trouble with his math class and I was just telling her that you tutor."

I was eager to make a new client, "Yes, I do. Math is my specialty! I'm a
junior over at Vernon University getting my bachelors in mathematics! So,
what kind of math is your son having trouble with?"

"Long division, multiplication, and... I think fractions. Let me just call
him over and he can tell you. Jake!"

As I stood there stumped as to why this little boy's mother doesn't know
what kind of math her son is taking, Jake sauntered over.

"Honey, can you tell Mr. Green what kind of math you guys are doing in
school?" Allison said while placing her hand on the top of her son's head.

Jake spoke with the softest, little voice, "Long division, multiplication,
and fractions."

Allison started giving herself props for knowing what her son was studying
but I paid her no mind. All I could focus on was her beautiful boy.

Jake was about 4'0 with mop of dark brown hair that fell just below his
earlobes, his arms and legs had the lightest dusting of hair which was
barely noticeable, he had smooth, pale skin with a small, delicate frame,
and little glasses that hung just at the tip of his nose. He was the most
gorgeous boy I had ever seen, and I was instantly as hard as steel.

I tried my best to hide the erection that was growing down my pant leg and
it seemed to be working, as no one said anything.

Allison began speaking to her son again, "I was thinking about getting
Billy to be your tutor for math, what do you think about that?"

Jake looked at me for a couple of seconds before shrugging and responding,
"I don't care!"  Allison brushed off her son's nonchalance and began
speaking with me, "So Billy, how much do you charge by the hour?"

"I usually charge 40 by the hour, but for my sister's friend, I can go down
to 20!" I wanted this boy and I wanted him bad.

Allison was more than willing to settle on the 20, "Oh my god! That would
be great! I don't have a lot of money with it being just Jake and I at
home."

Once the party was over and we had said our goodbyes, my parents and I made
our way back home. I kept thinking about Jake through the entire car
ride. That smooth skin and that cute little butt that I caught a glimpse of
as he walked away with his mom; God, I was rock hard right there in the car
with my parents.

When I got home, I immediately emailed my tutoring contract to Allison.
The next day, Jake was on my client roster. My first session I had with
Jake was scheduled for October 13 at 3:00 p.m.  and I couldn't wait.

One session turned into two, then three, then four, and so on. However, on
the sixth session something unexpected came up. As Jake and I were going
over some of his homework, Allison was getting off a heated phone call and
stomped her way into the kitchen with an angry look on her face. I decided
to ask if everything was ok.

"Allison, is everything okay?" She didn't answer at first but continued to
pace back and forth.  She realized that I was talking to her and responded.

"No! Today was supposed to be my day off but my boss just called me in.
Somebody at my job just decided not to come in today! Shit!"

I saw a window of opportunity and I decided to take it, "Well... I could
watch Jake for you until you get off tonight. I won't charge you
anything. I don't have any plans anyway."

Allison was quick to rebuff my offer, "Oh no! I couldn't ask you to do
anything like that! I'll just have to tell my boss that I can't come in and
hope that he understands."

I was determined to have some alone time with this boy, so I insisted, "It
really is no bother! I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something
happened with your job!"

I saw Allison's face begin to soften to the idea until she finally
relented, "Well... okay, but only just this once."

Allison began getting ready to leave for work, "Jakes bedtime is 10 and he
can only watch one hour of TV. There are some leftovers in the fridge for
Jake; help yourself if you'd like. I should be home around 11. Jake, you be
good with Billy, okay. Love you! See you boys later!"

I looked at the clock which read 4:30 and all I could think of was how much
time I have with this sweet boy! I turned to Jake and asked if he wanted to
take a break, to which he eagerly agreed.

I tried to gain the friendship of the boy by letting him watch more than 1
hour of TV, "Hey, Jake, did you want to watch some TV, I'll let you watch
as much as you want; you just have to agree not to tell your mom. You
promise?"

Jakes face lit up with excitement, "I promise. Billy, you're the best."  He
ran into me and gave me a hug.

As we were flipping through the channels, we stopped on one which showed
two guys kissing, and this gave me the perfect idea, "Have you ever kissed
anyone, Jake?  You can tell me the truth."

Jakes face turned a bright red as his eyes darted to meet mine. He spoke in
his soft voice that made him seem so sweet and angelic, "N- n- no... have
you?"

"Of course, I have. So, Jake, if you had the chance to kiss anyone, a boy,
or a girl, which would you choose? Don't be scared, I won't tell anyone."

Jake's face turned an even brighter shade of red, "I- I- I don't know.  Who
would you choose?"

I smiled before giving him my response, "Well, that's easy! I like to kiss
boys! I have kissed lots of boys. Do you want to?"

Jake's eyes widened at my question and he quickly looked away in
embarrassment, but he answered my question, "D- do I want to kiss a boy? I
don't know. Maybe.  Who could I kiss anyway?"

I happily answered Jake's question, "You can kiss me, silly! I have wanted
to kiss you since the first time I saw you. I'm a good kisser. I can be
your first kiss if you want. Do you want me to be your first?"

I could see him thinking about it before he answered with his sweet voice,
"Yes. I want to kiss.  Do you really want to kiss me?"

I couldn't have been happier to be this boy's first kiss, "Of course, I
want to. Come on over here." As I said that, Jake quickly made his way over
to my side of the couch.

As Jake sat beside me, I decided to lift him up and sit him on my lap. I
put one hand on the back of his neck and snaked my other hand under his
shirt and placed it on his chest. I slowly pulled him in for a kiss and
when our lips met, it was like fire. His lips tasted so sweet and they were
so smooth. I swiped my tongue across Jake's bottom lip and as if by
instinct, he opened his mouth in response. I shoved my tongue as deep in
his mouth as I could, and he grabbed my forearms in response, as if to
steady himself. Our tongues battled each other for the small room in his
mouth.

We continued to kiss passionately like this on and off throughout the night
until about 9:30, at which point I instructed Jake that it was time to get
ready for bed.

When Allison walked through the door I was sitting on the couch watching
TV. Allison immediately approached me.

"So, how was, Jake? Please, tell me that he was well behaved." Allison
looked as if she was begging for a positive response and I was more than
happy to oblige.

"Jake was a very good boy. He was an angel!"

END OF CHAPTER 1