Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 06:58:30 +0000
From: crnhskrfn77@comcast.net
Subject: Holiday Adventures Part 1

Holiday Adventures Part 1 - Thanksgiving

This is intended for use by those of age only.  If you are underage, please
leave.  All right, we know I can't make you.  If you insist on staying, at
least enjoy it.  You might want to read with one hand....


Looks like it's going to be another Thanksgiving with just Dusty and me.
My girlfriend is working again - she is a nurse, and with what they pay for
overtime on holidays, it just makes sense for her to work them.  But a
double shift?  I would at least like to spend a little time with her.  Oh
well.

Who is Dusty you ask?  He is my girlfriend's 12-year-old son.  Quite active
during the summer on the swim team, and soccer in the fall.  A typical 12
year old boy, and unbelievable cute.  Dirty blond hair, worn somewhat long,
brilliant blue eyes, and a smile that melts hearts.

I don't live with Dusty and Janet, but practically so.  I spend most
weekends there, and two or three nights a week.  We have discussed moving
in together, but she is unsure of how Dusty might react.  His father, Brad,
moved out about a year and a half ago, and hasn't even bothered to
communicate with his son since the divorce was final about a year ago.  The
last we heard, he was living in Texas with the secretary he had the affair
with.  What a bastard.

I mean, how can you bring a child into the world, and then just abandon
him?  Especially a kid as cool as Dusty?  I guess it takes all kinds, but
personally I would like to give him an earful of what I think of him.

Anyway, enough about the bastard ex-husband, and apparently ex-father.
Because Janet works so many holidays, Dusty and I usually spend them by
ourselves, or sometimes with members of my family.  This year, my Sister
and her family are joining us for Thanksgiving dinner.  It will be great,
and Dusty gets along great with my nephew Johnny.  They always have a great
time together.

I got up early to get the Turkey in the oven.  I had gotten a big 20-pound
bird; I like lots of leftovers.  Once I got ole Tom in the oven, I fixed
some coffee and kicked back to watch the annual holiday parade for a while.

About thirty minutes later I heard Dusty stirring around.  I heard the
toilet flush, and shortly he appeared, wearing just the boxers that he
likes to sleep in.

"Morning pal.  Sleep well?"

"I always sleep well Denny.  Can I sit with you and watch the parade?"

"Sure pal, climb on."

He climbed up on my lap and settled in with me, and we watched the parade
for about an hour before I had to get breakfast started.

I fixed us a few pancakes, and we had a quick meal together.  I cleaned up
the dishes and sent him in to get his shower and get dressed while I
started putting some of the side dishes together.

About 15 minutes later, I heard Dusty calling me, and headed to the
bathroom to see what he needed.

"What ya need, pal?"

"Can you grab me a clean towel.  I forgot to get one out of the closet
before I got in the shower."

"No problem, back in a sec."

I got a towel from the linen closet just as the shower stopped.  I expected
that I would just leave it in the bathroom for him, but when I walked back
in, he had stepped out of the shower onto the rug and was waiting for his
towel.  I had been seeing his mom for about a year now, and spent a lot of
time, and many nights at their house, but never seen him naked.  His dick
was about 3 inches soft, and he had just a small amount of pubic hair
growing in.

I handed him the towel, and turned to leave when he asked me "What time is
Johnny and everyone getting here?"

I turned back to him and told him they would be here in a couple of hours.
He was drying his hair, so I took a moment to enjoy looking at the lovely
boy body that was naked in front of me.  I wanted to touch him, but was
afraid of the repercussions.  I had no desire to screw up my relationship
with Janet, and really didn't think prison was where I wanted to spend the
next holiday.  But I couldn't help but enjoy the view.

As he finished drying his hair, I turned to leave.  "When you finish up,
get your bed made and straighten up your room, ok?"

"Ok Denny."

I headed back to the kitchen to finish up my work there.

Right at noon, my sis and her family were pulling into the drive.  I was so
glad they could join us - I have always liked having plenty of family
around for the holidays.

Sally gave me a big hug as she came in.  Her husband and I slapped each
other on the back as he came in with an armload of food.  Johnny and James
Jr followed, also laden with food.

"Sis - did you think we were feeding the seventh fleet here?"

"Don't go starting with me, big brother.  I know you - you've already made
enough for an army yourself.  Besides, you know how the boys can eat, not
to mention Jim and yourself."

After depositing his load in the kitchen, Johnny asked "Where's Dusty?"

"In his bedroom, which hopefully he straightened up this morning.  Why
don't you go find him?"

Both boys headed down the hall, while Sally and I took care of things in
the kitchen.  I fixed us both a glass of wine and we headed into the living
room where Jim had turned on the football game.  I had brought him a glass
as well.

We sat and talked for about an hour before it was time to get the food on.
Sally and I headed back to the kitchen and started putting finishing
touches on everything.  I had Jim come in and carve the turkey, and put
Sally to work making gravy.  I headed down the hall to get the boys.

It was awfully quiet at the other end of the house.  I expected to hear
three rowdy boys as I approached Dusty's room, but that was not the case.
I opened his door and walked in, and was greeted by the sight of all three
boys with their pants and underwear around their ankles, and feeling up
each other's hard dicks.  They didn't hear me walk in, though I wasn't
exactly quiet, so I watched them for a moment.  Dusty's dick, which was
soft earlier this morning, was now about 4 1/2 inches hard, while Johnny
wasn't quite as large at about 3 1/2 inches.  James was sporting some real
wood at about 6 inches, with a nice bush to match.

I cleared my throat, and asked if they were planning to come to dinner like
that.

I thought there were going to be 3 heart attacks in the room when they
realized they had been caught.  They started scrambling to get their
clothes on, and I just laughed.  "Get ready and come to dinner.  We'll talk
about this later."

"Are you going to tell our folks?"

"No, we'll talk about it later.  Now hurry up."

I headed back to the kitchen and started moving food to the dining room.
We all sat down, the boys looking somewhat sheepish, and not really wanting
to look me in the eye.

After dinner and dishes, we all played cards for a couple of hours before
Sally and her family had to head home.  Dusty and I saw them off with hugs
all around and I promised to stop by later in the weekend.

After they had gone, Dusty and I went back to the living room and watched
the end of a holiday movie that one of the cable stations was running to
kick off the holiday season.  It was entertaining, but I kept running over
in my head how I should approach Dusty about what had gone on earlier today
with my nephews.

After the movie ended, Dusty said he was tired and going to head up to bed.
I knew he was hoping he could avoid talking about today.  I told him to go
on in and get ready for bed, and that I would be in shortly to talk to him.
He just looked at me for a minute, hung his head, and left the room.

I went around and locked up, turning off most of the lights, and headed to
Dusty's room.  He was in bed when I got there.  I sat down on the edge of
the bed next to him.

"I'm not mad at you Dusty.  Tell me what happened today."

"Well, we were just kind of wrestling around with each other.  It was kind
of Johnny and me against James.  At some point, Johnny went to get away
from James, who had hold of his pants.  When Johnny kind of scooted away,
he went, but James was holding his pants, and they slid down, along with
his boxers.  He immediately said not fair, and jumped back on his brother,
trying to pull his pants down.  Then James stopped him and said since he
and I had seen Johnny's it was only fair that we show him his.  So we both
pulled our pants down, and well, one thing let to another, and pretty soon
we were feeling each other's dicks.  It just kind of happened, please don't
be mad."

"I told you I'm not mad.  Have you ever fooled around with any of your
friends like that?"

"Uh, well, uh..."

"Tell me the truth now Dusty.  We've always been honest with each other."

"Well, yeah, with Nick from across the street, and Donovan from school."

"Let me ask you another question.  Do you ever masturbate when you are
alone?"

"I have heard some of the older boys at school talking about it.  They call
it jerking off or jacking off.  I have tried it but nothing happened.  Is
it bad to do it?"

"No Dusty, it's not bad.  It's very natural, and all guys do it, some more
than others.  When I was your age, I did it a couple of times a day,
especially once I learned how to do it right and make it feel really good."

"I wish, uh, I, never mind."

"What Dusty.  You know you can ask me anything.  You're my buddy.  You know
I love you."

"Yeah, I know Denny.  I love you too."

"So what did you want to ask me."

"Well, I was kind of wondering how to do it so if feels good."

"I think you will figure it out on your own soon enough.  I don't think
your mom would be to happy to find out I was teaching her son how to
masturbate."

"Please Denny, please.  I won't tell her.  I want to know what you have to
do to make it feel good.  I get all hard when I play with my thingy, but
after a while, it just gets sore so I stop.  But today when James was
playing with it, it felt really good."

"I really don't think it would be right Dusty."

"Please Denny.  I would never tell anyone.  Please."

"Well, ok, but your mom can never find out."

"I won't say anything ever, I promise!"

"Ok, pull your boxers down and show me what you do."

He pulled his boxers, not just down, but all the way off.  For the third
time today, I was looking at his young penis, and for the second time today
he was totally naked in front of me.  He started playing with his dick,
just kind of fumbling around.

"Ok stop.  The first thing you need is some lubricant.  Hang on."  I went
to the bathroom and retrieved the hand lotion.  When I got back, I squirted
some in his hand.  "Now, rub the lotion all over your penis so that it is
slick."  He coated his young cock with the lotion.

Then I tried to explain to him how best to hold it so he could get the
maximum pleasure, but either I was bad at explaining or he just wasn't
catching on, because he was still just kind of fumbling around.

"The lotion feels good, but it's not really much different.  Will you show
me how, please?"

"Are you sure you want me to touch you like that?"

"Yes, please show me."

I pulled his hand away, and took hold of his young prick between my thumb
and a couple of fingers.  I slowly started stroking him, showing him how to
get a rhythm going.  He was moaning as I stroked him.  I then showed him
how to stimulate the sensitive head and glans with his fingers.  He was
beginning to produce some natural lubrication now.

"Do you want to take over now?"  At this point I really didn't want to
release him, but thought I should ask.

"No please, keep going.  It feels so good."

I continued stroking his prick, and he moaned louder and began thrashing
around.  All of a sudden his back arched up off the bed and he became as
stiff as a proverbial board.  His prick squirted out three jets of watery
cum onto his smooth stomach before he collapsed back down on to the bed.
His dick continued to throb, pumping out a little more jism before finally
settling down.  I released his prick and reached for a tissue to wipe my
hand off.

He just lay there panting for a few minutes before opening his eyes.  "Wow,
I can't believe anything could ever feel like that."

"That's why guys do it so much.  Feels pretty awesome huh?"

"Heck yeah.  And I am going to practice what you showed me a lot!"

I laughed.  "I am sure you will, but you need to get cleaned up now and get
some sleep."  I handed him some tissues, and he wiped himself off.

"Thanks Denny.  I won't say anything.  I love you even more for teaching me
that."

"Ok pal.  It our secret.  I love you too, now get some sleep."  I leaned
over and kissed his forehead.

"Goodnight pal."

"Night Den.  See you in the morning."

I turned off the light and headed back to the living room.  I watched the
late news waiting for Sally to get home.  When she finally arrived, she
looked exhausted but glad to see me.

"How was Thanksgiving dinner?"

"Super.  But it would have been perfect with you at the table too."

"I know.  But with what they pay for holidays, I would be a fool not to
work.  Besides, we'll heat everything up again tomorrow, and have our own
feast a day late."

"Plan on it.  But for now, let's get you to bed.  You look awfully tired."

"I am honey.  But not so tired I can't enjoy a little time with my guy."

"Now you're talking!"

She never knew that the passion I showed that night was only partially
brought on by her.  I can just imagine what she would have thought if she
knew that images of her naked, 12 year old son kept flashing in my mind as
we made love that night.


Well, that's it.  What do you think of the first chapter of this new story?
Hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it.  Let me know what you
think.  All comments are appreciated.  E-mail me at
crnhskrfn77@comcast.net.