Date: Sun, 26 Feb 2012 22:47:03 -0800
From: Eric James <eric.z.james@live.com>
Subject: EJ and Uncle Zee pt 3

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EJ and Uncle Zee pt 3

It's been six days since EJ got here and he is fairing pretty well, but he
still hasn't wanted to talk about his parents passing, not even when my dad
came to deliver his parents ashes and some of my uncle's military medals
that he wanted EJ and I to have. My dad also brought me the custody papers
and account information that held a hefty sum of money given to me to take
care of EJ, I didn't need the money but my uncle left it in his will for me
to have it. My father didn't stay long, just the evening. He told me that
he and my sister had tracked the cartel to central Mexico and he needed to
get down there.

Summer time in Toronto is beautiful, so EJ and I did a lot of hanging out
outside. I took him shopping at the Eaton Centre, had lunch in Yorkville,
we walked through the village so he could check out the gayborhood; I think
EJ got a kick out being ogled by all the old gay guys, I even got a lot of
jealous looks from the same old guys because I was with him. I took EJ to
my store on Yonge St and introduced him to all my employees, they loved him
immediately, but how could you not.

I also took him to Chris's bar, I thought twice about it but Chris said to
bring him and introduce him to the guys. I didn't really care for his
friends; they were semi-thugs and thieves, just all around pretty bad
dudes, they were loyal to Chris to a fault which was cool, but they weren't
the type of men you would want as a role model for a young but very
intelligent 14 year old boy. I knew most of them didn't care for me, they
secretly blame me for their leader being gay, but their dare not say
anything about it. Chris told me that they fear me, I one drunken night I
heard one of them say that I was slick and moved like an assassin, if he
only knew.

Chris insisted it would be alright and told us to come during lunch; we got
there and the guys welcomed him with open arms like they had been waiting
for me. They bought him lunch and played darts with him, he got to sit on
the bar and be the center of attention, I was happy for him. They even
played pool with him, but were a little upset when he hustled them out of
$60. Watching them with EJ, I knew they would protect him if he needed it.

There was also a lot of sex and a lot of love making, we did it whenever we
wanted, sometimes he initiated it and sometimes I did. For being 14 years
old, he knew what he wanted and had no problem getting it and I loved that
about him. We had sex all over my apartment; in the kitchen, my office, his
room, my room, in the showers and in my hot tub, on my balcony which was
risky but he wanted to do it. We even fucked in the back of my Range Rover.

One evening, after a long day of lounging around the house; EJ told me he
wanted to make me breakfast for dinner, I was really relaxed from smoking a
joint and the munchies were starting to set in. After a while; there was a
lot of bangs and noises coming from the kitchen, I went to check on him and
was dumb-struck by the sight before. I learned against the doorway and
watched as this beautiful brown haired, green eyed boy wearing nothing but
a pair of Jockey briefs that fit snug around his perfectly round buns. He
caught me staring.

"Don't look at me like that, we have to eat".

"I see something I wanna eat" I said, trying not to drool.

"Well right now we are going to eat pancakes, scrambled eggs and sausage"
he said.

"Whatever you say, my little chef", I set the table as he finished making
breakfast. It was delicious, what I could taste of it. Faster I finished my
dinner, the sooner I get to have Eric for dessert. After we cleaned the
kitchen; I picked EJ up and tossed him over my shoulder and ran to my
bedroom as he laughed hysterically. I threw him on my bed on his back and
pulled him to the edge; I lifted his legs against me and brought his feet
to my face. I licked the bottom of his feet and sucked on his toes, he
giggled and told me that it tickled but loved it.

I pulled off his Jockeys and kissed from his ankle to his inner thigh, I
dropped to my knees on the floor with him still on the edge of the bed and
parted ass to get to my goal, his hole. I licked at his opening, tracing my
tongue over every ripple of his ring, he moaned in pleasure and I could
feel the heat coming from his insides on my face. I pushed my tongue deep
into his anus and tried to massage his prostate with my tongue, his ass is
like the nectar of the gods to me and I could've stayed with my face
between his cheeks all night. I took his cherry sized testicles in my mouth
and bathed them with my tongue; he moaned really loud, almost a yell, I
looked up at him and he clamped his hand over his mouth to try and stifle
his noises.

He was lost in the pleasure I was giving him and I wanted my prize. I
engulfed his 5 inch boy tool and slurped on it like it was a Popsicle; he
grabbed my head to hold it in place as he pounded my mouth. That brought
him over the edge, and with one last thrust, he shot his watery juice down
my throat. He always tasted so good; I could bottle his cum and sell it. I
licked and sucked on his cock until he became totally flaccid; I looked up
at him and noticed he had fallen asleep. I don't know if it was from eating
a heavy dinner or busting a huge nut, maybe both, but he was sound
asleep. I pulled him up on the pillows and covered him with a sheet.

"Wow that was hot to watch" I heard from behind me, I turned around to see
Chris stroking his cock through his jeans. "I figured you two were
fucking".

"You figured right" I said.

"How come you didn't tell me?"

"It's a family thing, I couldn't tell you unless he is ok with it".

"Do you think I can join in on the fun sometime?" he asked with a grin.

"Maybe" was my only reply, I'd have to ask EJ.

"Well until then" he said, "I've missed being inside you". He took my hand
and pulled me into the living room and fucked me on the couch, filling me
with two of his loads and swallowing two of mine before we passed out in a
haze of love and lust.

I was awoken the next morning by the sounds of a giggling young boy, I
opened my eyes slightly to see EJ standing in front of me chuckling like he
was trying to contain his laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" I said kind of groggy.  "You" he said "your
underwear is at your ankles, you have one sock on, your shirt is pulled
half off and it looks like you dick is stuck to your leg with cum". I
looked down and he was right, I looked a slutty mess.

"Well you fell asleep after you busted your nut last night, and Chris saw
us then he brought me in here and fucked the shit outta me".

"He saw us?" he asked surprised.

"Yes".

"Oh my god, what did he say?"

"He said he wanted to join sometime but I said I would have to ask you
first" I said. He thought about it and said I might be fun, it would be hot
but Chris can be a bit aggressive and I wouldn't want to put that on EJ
right now, and I'm not sure I want to share him yet...well maybe with one
person, another boy of mine, his name is Justin.

I met Justin about two years ago when he was 14, I caught him trying to
steal a jacket from my store, when I grabbed him; he tried to fight me,
eventually he gave in and started to cry. He told me had been thrown out of
his home by his step dad for being a faggot, and since winter was coming,
he needed a jacket. I felt bad for him, and truth be told there are a lot
of boys in Toronto who are thrown out and given up for their lifestyle
choices. I can not condone thievery, normally I would have kicked his ass
for stealing from me, but the look in his eyes stopped me in my tracks.

I told him; if he wanted the jacket he would have to come back the next day
and work for it. I asked him where he lived and he said the youth shelter
down the street, I knew the place; not good for a boy his age and size, but
at least he would get fed and clean.

He showed up the next day at noon, with a bruise on his face and the
makings of a black eye, he was still in tattered clothes and over-worn
shoes with holes.

"What happened to you face?" I asked when he walked up to me.  "I got beat
up in the bathroom of the shelter".

"Why?"

"Why not? I'm always getting beat up, its nothing new to me". He said in a
matter-of-fact tone. "What kind of work do you have for me?" I showed him
around the store and into the back stock room, I had him sweep and mop and
clean the windows, I also had him clean the employee bathroom and run to
get lunches. At the end of the work day, I gave Justin the jacket he was
trying to steal.

"I'll have more work tomorrow if you wanna come by".

"Thanks, but I don't even know where I'm going to sleep tonight let alone
where I'll be tomorrow" he said sadly. "They kicked me out of the shelter
for fighting".

I took him home, he was a good kid just caught in a bad situation, and no
one had given him a chance so I figured I would. We stopped and had pizza
before we went home, the pizza place was across the street from the
shelter, and he stared at the place with contempt. We got to my place
around 10 pm and I was ready to settle down for the night, I showed him to
the guest bath so he could take a shower. I made sure the guest room was
made up for him and brought him an old pair of basketball shorts he could
wear and took he dirty ratty clothes and threw them in the wash.

After his shower, he came into the living room where I was lounging in
front of the TV watching the news, and sat down in the chair. Other then
looking at his eyes the day before; this was the first time I actually got
to take a good look at him and man was he stunning. He's was average height
for a 14 year old, but slightly thin, he had dirty blond hair that he wore
kinda shaggy. He had piercing ocean blue eyes and pink lips, he looked good
all nice and clean, except for his black eye. He had a slightly defined
chest with pink nipples and a flat stomach, he thin bird legs that sat on
the cutest feet, and for all the thinness, he had a nicely round butt that
peaked out the top of the too big basketball shorts I gave him.

"You have a nice place Mr. James".  "Thanks and call me Zavier or Zee" I
said, "So what's your story?"

"My step-dad threw me out last year when I told him and my mom that I was
gay, he called me a stupid faggot and said being gay was contagious and he
didn't want my little brother to catch it so he threw me out and my mother
let him" he said softly, staring at the ground. "I came downtown and I've
been shelter hoping, and doing whatever I can to make some money". I knew
what he meant when he said doing whatever he can to make money, but I
didn't say anything.

A cute street kid was right up my sexual alley, I have met them before,
paid them fucked them and then booted them out my door, this was the first
time I was actually going to let one stay at my place. We chatted some more
about his life, and what I was going to have him do the next day at the
store, after a while I was getting tired and showed him to the guest room.

"So you're gonna fuck me now?" he asked.

"What?" I said, taken aback.

"Are you going to fuck me now?".

"Why would you say that?" I asked, still shocked.

"Well, you've brought me home and got me pizza; I figured you wanted to
have sex with me. Anytime anyone does something nice for me it's because
they wanna do me".

"I'm not like everyone else, I'm not fake nor a liar and I don't force kids
to do anything they don't want to do, so get some sleep" I said.

"You don't think I'm hot, that's why huh?"

"I think you're fucking beautiful, but I don't want you to think that you
have to have sex me with because I'm nice to you". He looked at me and I
swear his eyes were about to tear up, I touched bruised cheek and exited
the guest room. I undressed, lit a joint and relaxed while letting the
sound of the TV lull me to sleep.

A few hours later, I woke up to go to the bathroom. After pissing; I went
into the kitchen to get bottled water when I noticed the light on in the
guest room, it must have been 2 am. I walked in to find both the lamp and
the TV was on.

"I seen the light on, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I just can't sleep".

"Do you need anything?" I asked.

He paused for a moment, then said "will you stay with me awhile". I smiled
and told him to move over and climbed in next to him, I turned off the lamp
and settled against the pillows. I noticed he was watching Degrassi; a show
based on a high school that was actually ten minutes away from where I
lived. He leaned into me, I put arm around his shoulders so he can rest his
head on my chest as we continued to watch the show.

"You can have sex with me if you want" he said. I didn't know what to say,
I wasn't even sure I heard him correctly, so I just stared at him.

"Hello, did you hear me? I said you can have sex with me if you want".

"And I said that you don't have to do anything you don't want to".

"What if I said I wanted to?" he said, looking at me with a grin.

I smiled back at him and kissed his cheek then his lips softly. I kissed
him again, this time more forceful, I parted his lips and slid my tongue
into his mouth. We kissed passionately, licking each other's tongues for
minutes before coming up for air.  He smiled big at me and said "I have
never been kissed like that before, I like it". I pulled him on top of me
so we were chest to chest, face to face and started kissing him again, he
moaned as I ran my hands down his back.

"No one ever touches me like this, I'm always thrown around and fucked hard
or forced to suck cock" he said, "And I don't have much experience passed
that". I laughed and flipped him on his back; I got on top of him and said
"let me show you what you are missing". I kissed his lips again, then moved
to his ear and nibbled on it causing him to giggle; I kissed his neck and
moved to his chest kissing him all the way down to his nipples. I spent
ample time on his nipples; I deduced he was really enjoying himself because
he was grinding his hips and his teen tool hard into me.

I worked my lips and tongue down his body, stopping at his navel (Yum) and
passing over his crotch. I kissed down his almost smooth legs to his feet,
I love a boys feet and despite him being a homeless dirty runaway, he had
sexy feet. I sucked his toes which caused him to moan like crazy, I think
he liked having his feet serviced just as much as I liked servicing them.

I pulled the shorts that I gave him off and put his legs over my shoulders,
I brought my face to his crotch and took in the beautiful sight before my
eyes. He was nicely hung for a 14 year old; he was about 6 inches uncut and
solid. I took him in my mouth and wasted no time bringing his cock down my
throat. I slurped on his teen dick as if my life depended on it, in no
time; he was brought over the edge flooding my mouth and his sweet and
slightly bitter juice. By the taste of his spunk, I can tell he is
malnourished but I still swallowed it all.

"That was amazing" he said, as his panting slowly subsided.

"Well it's going to get even better, just let me do all the work". I kissed
him again and he greedily shoved his tongue in my mouth in search of my
tonsils, I think he was really into kissing and I was happy to oblige
him. I rolled him onto his stomach and got back on top of him, nibbling his
ear and kissing the back of him neck, he whimpered every time my lips
touched his skin.

His smell was intoxicating and his taste was something I can drunk on, the
smell and taste of adolescence is the most amazing thing, there's something
about the sweetness of youth and slight saltiness of puberty in a boy that
can drive a man insane.

I licked down his spine till I got to his perfect butt; it wasn't too round
because he was so skinny but it was nicely plump, shaped like a tear
drop. I opened his cheeks and found his pink button and I knew I couldn't
prolong this anymore; I dove face first into his ass with pure lust and
devoured his hole. I licked and slurped at his opening causing his him to
curse loudly in ecstasy. I pistoned Justin's hole with my tongue, he moaned
louder and louder. "Holy fuck, that feels amazing, no one has ever done
that" I kept eating his butt like it was my last meal and Justin couldn't
take it anymore, "Fuck me, fuck me please" but I kept eating in out, I
wanted to hear him beg for it. "PLEASE!!! Fuck me please; I need it, please
put dick in me".

That was what I wanted to hear, I didn't want to force him but if he was
asking for it, then I knew he really wanted it, and not just to please me,
plus it was hot hearing a hot boy beg for my cock. There was no need for
lube due to how well I opened him up with my tongue, I lined up my cock and
pressed in gently. I paused after getting the head in to give him time to
adjust but he didn't need it and the more I slid into him the hotter his
insides got, his moist anal cavity was in a boiling inferno.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking big" he gasped.

"Do you want me to pull out?"

"NO" he yelled, I chuckled and kissed the back of his neck. I laid down
firmly on top of Justin and nuzzled into his ear, I wrapped my limbs around
his limbs and laced my fingers with his and slowly started to pump my brick
hard dick into his. I fucked him very slow; I pulled half way out and then
slid back into bottoming out. I wanted him to feel every inch of the cock
as it stretched his hole more and massaged his prostate. He purred in pure
pleasure and drooled all over the bed as I licked in and around his ear.

I wanted it to last a while for his maximum pleasure but his breathing
increased and grew heavy, I could tell he was going to cum so I picked up
the pace and pounded into him causing my balls to slap against his. "Oh
fuck I'm going to cum" he shouted as he began to twitch and shoot his load
underneath him. His orgasm made his ass clench tight against my rod as I
pounded into him, it brought me well over the brink and I filled his bowels
with my hot thick semen.

"Holy...fucking...shit" he said in between breaths. "That was awesome...I
came...without...touching my...cock".

"I'm glad you liked it" I said while trying to steady my breathing and my
swimming head, it was quite an orgasm I had.

"No trick has ever fucked me like that". That comment put a smile on my
face, but when I thought about it more, it made me kind of sad to know that
people just used this boy for sex and no one cared about trying to please
him, which was fairly easy to do. He snuggled into me and we held each
other, we stayed that way for hours, sweaty and cum soaked, slipping in and
out of sleep. I think he needed to be held like that more then anything.

We didn't leave the guest room for almost two days, when we finally came up
for air, I decided he was going to live with me and he did for a year,
until he became an emancipated minor. I went to court with him for the
hearing and his parents had to be there, his father had no problem giving
Justin what he wanted just to be rid of him. Upon leaving the court house,
Justin's mom ignored him but his fat ass father had a few choices for him
which didn't sit well with me. I showed up to his job a few days later and
let my fist had a conversation with his face.

I got him into school, and he works at my store and runs errands for
me. When he turned 16 I gave him one of the apartments above my store on
the condition the he keep his grades up, he still comes and goes from my
place like it's his own.

I guess I had been lost in my day dream of how I met my boy Justin for some
time, EJ had to physically shake me out of my memory.

"You alright?" he asked, kind of alarmed.

"Yeah why?"

"Because I was talking to you and you looked like you were lost in space".

"I was thinking about someone".  "Who?" he asked.

"You're nosey, aren't you?"

"Wasn't, no secrets no lies your rule?" he said. I smiled at him.

"I was thinking about a boy named Justin".

"Who's Justin?" he asked, I smiled inward at the slightly jealous look on
his face. I explained who Justin was and how we met and how close we are, I
let him take it all in. I didn't know what he would think, he knew I had a
boyfriend and was ok with it even though he didn't care for Chris, I didn't
know what he was going to think about me having another boy close in his
age in my life.

"I want you to meet him, I think you'll like him, I know he'll like
you". He didn't say anything, he sat in silence and I could tell by the way
he looked at me that he really wasn't into the idea of me having another
person he would have to share me with, let alone another boy.

"Does Chris know about him?"

"Yup".

"What does he think about him?"

"He knows that Justin and I have sex, but Justin is like a son to me and
since Justin doesn't have any family Chris is ok with that". He pondered
what I said about him not having any family but me and I could tell he
understood what that was like. "There's no need to be jealous EJ, would it
help if I told you that you were the most important person in my life more
important then anyone else?"

"Yes" he said matter-of-factly but with a smile.

"Well you are, so don't worry. You'll like him, trust me, you guys are
close in age and have a lot of things in common". He gave in and said fine,
I called Justin and he said he would be right over after work. I was hoping
they would hit it off because I love them both, and the thoughts of
watching them fuck each other in my bed started to flood my head as blood
started to flood my cock.

Justin showed up a few hours later and let himself in with his key, "Dad,
I'm hear" he calls me dad sometimes; it always makes my cock twitch. He
stepped out of his shoes and stripped down to his rather skimpy 2Xist
briefs and strode into the kitchen, he gave me a hug and a kiss and then I
introduced him to Eric.

"It's good to meet you, I was wondering if we were ever going to meet since
Zee never shuts up about you" that caused me to blush, if a black man could
blush.

"He really talks that much about me?" Eric asked, beaming from ear to ear.

"Oh hell yeah; EJ's so smart, EJ's so fucking cute, he's so special"

Eric was smiling so hard after that, I thought his face was going to
break. I finished dinner with EJ's help while Justin flopped around in his
underwear like he owned the place. I have a run about wearing barely any
clothes if any at all in my home, Justin knew that and was comfortable
here, this was his second home after all. We ate dinner together and I
helped Justin with his homework, he's taking summer classes so he can
graduate early. After his homework was done, my two boys played Playstation
and got to know each other while I cleaned up the kitchen.

After playing video games for what seemed like hours, they turned off the
game system and talked and laughed about God knows what so I decided to
take a long hot shower. After a while, Eric walked into my bathroom
completely naked and got in the shower with me, the sight of this boy takes
my breath.

"Justin passed out on the couch, I think he's tired".

"So what do you think of him?" I asked as I began to wash his back.

"He's cool, we like a lot of the same things, including sex with you".

"You talked about that?" I asked surprised.

"We had to compare notes" he said with a big grin, I swatted his butt and
he giggled. We rinsed and got out the shower, brushed our teeth and climbed
into bed. I wrapped my arms around him and he nuzzled his face into my
chest, I kissed to top of his head, grabbed hold of his naked butt and we
drifted off to sleep.

It was the early morning and the sun was just starting to come out when I
could hear my cell phone ring, I reached over a lightly snoring naked
teenager that is my nephew and grabbed my iPhone. I looked at the screen
and noticed that this wasn't the cell phone that was ringing; it was my
private Blackberry that only now three people had the number to, and one of
them was sleeping in my bed. I reached into my night stand and retrieved
the cell phone and answered it with a half-sleep, slight attitude.

"Why do you always call when I'm asleep, Dad?"

"It's me asshole"

"Oh, Brea, what's up?"

"We are just leaving Mexico and I'm heading back to Toronto now".

"Are you bringing me their heads like I asked?" I asked.

There was a pause that I sensed immediately, it brought me completely out
of my sleep.

"Well that's the thing" she went on "We got most of his crew and blew up
majority of his operation, and Dad is staying in Mexico to finish the Job"
Brea paused again, something was up and as good as a field agent as she
was, she couldn't hide anything from me.

"Spit it out damnit" I said irritated.

"We caught two of his men and got them talking before we dispatched them"
she said.

"And..."I said, growing more irritated.

"He knows EJ is in Toronto, he's coming for him and we don't know where
he's at now" Brea said, in a serious tone.

I was floored, I felt like I got punched in the stomach and my mind was
racing into over-drive, but I couldn't speak. I hung up the phone and laid
back down in the bed, I reached for EJ and pulled him close to me; I rested
my chin and the top of his head and just held him close while he slept.

"Let him come for EJ" I thought to myself "let him come and see what will
happen".



Part 4 coming soon -- this story is turn out to be a labor of love, this
is my first time writing and would love feedback and ideas. Feel free to
email me.  - Eric.z.james@live.com -