Date: Sat, 14 Aug 2021 00:13:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: It's Just A Number

This is another story born from a dream I had. Amazingly enough in my
collection of head shots of boys I found a boy that fits Orion perfectly
and he truly is stunning, in my humble opinion. There is hardly any sex at
all in this chapter. The next chapter is already close to being finished
and will make up for it. N-joi,

Hugs,
Tag_m
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"I don't know," I heard him say. "I don't know what I did wrong, or even if
I did something wrong. It's like one day he was there and the next he
wasn't, or the next day, or the day after that. He won't answer his
phone. I went by his house but it's locked up and there are newspapers on
the porch." There was a pause then, "I really liked being around him. He's
smart, he's kind, we like a lot of the same things. He's like the dad I
never had."

"Or the grandpa," the voice of his friend Axel said, "I mean, he's pretty
old."

"I don't care about that, his age I mean. That's not important at all, it's
all the other things. I miss him. I want him to be a part of my life. Fuck
Axel, I want to go to bed with him, I want to be his lover."

There it was; the verbal acknowledgement of sexual desire on the boys' part
as well the acknowledgement that the boy play he'd engaged in might not
have been simply boy play. I had been feeling the desire too, on my part,
to bed the adorable 15 year old and I felt the same vibes from him but that
was all, just vibes. There were no overt moves on his part to take our
friendship to that level. Maybe a little flirting but again, nothing
blatant.

"My heart feels broken Axe, I feel so lost and so lonely. I don't have
anybody." Orion said.

"You have me Ry, you will always have me but I get what you're saying."

I heard all of this because I was standing out of sight from the counter of
the kiosk that he was devoted to, that was his only means of livelihood.

So, what prompted the situation I found myself in, what was the kid talking
about and more importantly what was I going to do about it. At this point
it was all up to me and I was balking. Why? My own insecurities for
sure. As Axel had stated, I was old enough to be Orion's grandfather, even
a great grandfather was a possibility, albeit a stretch. I was 70 years old
to Orion's 15. I looked younger but my brown hair was thinning, I carried,
easily, 30 extra pounds, all of it in the belly. I still had a nice ass
though, a fairly wrinkle free face and body and hazel green eyes.

Orion, on the other hand, was a beautiful boy, pure and simple. About 5'7
and a buck forty, he sported a thick mane of beyond shoulder and nipple
length brown hair that went into ringlets the longer it got. Shot through
with blonde strands, he wore it parted in the middle which opened up a face
that was magazine cover perfect; not a blemish, a mark, a freckle or a
pimple marred that perfect landscape of skin. Aside from his hair and
smooth complexion, the boy had amazing green eyes framed by thick brown
eyebrows and dark lashes. His nose was aquiline, his lips perfectly
balanced with a distinctive cupid's bow. And what an ass that boy had, at
least what I could discern under his 501's and what I'd seen in his briefs
on a couple of occasions.

So. The what. I had been in education my entire life. First a master's and
then a Ph.D. I taught mostly high school level but was certified to teach
any level including college. At the ripe age of 50 I was named
superintendent of my large school district, 3 dozen schools to be exact. I
earned just south of 175K a year. I retired at age 68 with a very
substantial savings account, stock portfolio and retirement package. I
owned my 4 bedroom 3 bathroom house, a 3 year old Infinity Q70, and a condo
in the Colony Surf at the Diamond Head end of Waikiki that I didn't time
share although I loaned it to friends for a nominal fee.

Orion's was a very unusual situation that came to my attention because of
my high profile position in the city's school system for so many years. The
boys' mother owned and operated a coffee shop-slash-snack shop in the lobby
of the largest business building in the small suburb that I lived in
adjacent to a city of 2 million souls. It did a landslide business because
of it's convenient location but also because she stocked fresh local made
sandwiches and desserts every day as well as healthy snacks alongside the
less than healthy ones. It helped that her prices were reasonable.  She'd
owned the business for 8 years and from the age of 13 Orion hurried over
after school every day to help out as well as holding down the fort on
Saturdays. Things had slowed considerably in the early days of Covid but
then things started to reopen and business picked up. Then his mother got
sick, then picked up a staff infection that the hospital couldn't seem to
get a handle on.

Things didn't look good from the very start. Because everybody in the
building knew and liked Carissa a lot, people chipped in to help out. A
lawyer in the building who'd been friendly to her and Orion began to start
legal preparations for the boy in the event that his mother didn't make it,
that position supported by her prognosis. To that end he started the
emancipation process for Orion, without which the teen would end up in
foster care as there were no relatives for him to live with.

In his favor was that his mother supported the idea as a fail safe for her
son, as much as she could considering her health. The boy was an honor roll
student, had zero disciplinary issues and had the means to earn an
income. His living situation might take a hit but that could be worked
around. The lawyer, whom I'd had as a student through his high school years
as well as into adulthood, figured that a clincher would be if Orion could
be tutored. As an emancipated child he could quit school if he chose but
the lawyer rightly figured that a superior court judge would look very
favorably on the case if a quality education was in place. That's where I
came in.

"If you could take this project on Rory," Jason had said, "and since you're
a heavy hitter with more than substantial credibility, I think the court
would be more prone to rule in Orion's favor. Even though schools are
basically closed and nobody is attending, it shows initiative and
commitment on Orion's part." While I didn't know squat about the laws I did
know that Orion was just short of the legal age for consideration of
emancipation in our state but there was every chance that with so many
things in place for the boy, the court would make an exception, especially
since the usual family problems were not part of the equation. So, I agreed
to meet with the boy to get a sense of him before committing.

We met in Jason's offices after the shop closed one afternoon. I had
purposely not tried to see or meet the boy beforehand, wanting to enter
into it without any preconceived notions. When I was led into Jason's
office I almost stumbled.

I had been around adolescent males most of my life both as an adolescent
male then by virtue of my profession. Sitting on the sofa in Jason's office
was one of, if not the. most perfect and most beautiful specimen of boyhood
I had ever seen. The boy was completely, totally, and utterly stunning. He
stood when I came in and when introduced offered his hand in handshake best
described as soft and easy and not the typical power demonstration usually
found in American men. His voice was of a medium timbre, no longer high
pitched but also not bass drum deep.

"Jason has told me a lot about you sir," the boy said, "I am very fortunate
to have you as part of my team." The young god was totally serious and I
didn't get even a hint of game playing, patronization or anything even
close.

"The pleasure is mine Orion and please call me Rory." That said, we got
down to brass tacks. Jason handed me the boys' school folder which I
perused quickly and determined that everything I'd heard about his
scholastic abilities was spot on.

"If we do this I assume you'll be working the shop all day." Head
Nod. "Which means tutoring and studying in the evenings and on Sundays."
Head nod. "That translates to you being a very busy boy."

"Yeah, it does but I can handle it. I don't have any outside activities and
I'm a quick learner. I don't foresee any problems," he said. The more I sat
and talked with the boy the better I felt about the situation and about
him. As an educator I was taken with his scholastic abilities and as a boy
lover, albeit non practicing, I was taken with his beauty. I didn't
anticipate getting involved with him, didn't get any indication that might
be something of interest to him but a man can dream, can fantasize and jack
off over him the process. I might be old but I wasn't dead and could still
manage an erection with ease although it wasn't the purple headed monster
of my younger years.

"Where will we be accomplishing this deed Orion? Do you know what you're
living arrangements are going to be?" He showed the first signs of distress
and Jason jumped in.

"For now you'll use Orion's apartment but the management will not lease to
him if his mother passes. It's not a personality issue but a legal one for
them. They won't take the risk. We're making arrangements for Orion stay
with the parents of one of our secretaries if it comes to that. They have a
small furnished apartment above their garage that he can rent for a nominal
fee. The secretary lives nearby and will transport him to work in the
morning. If those options are suitable you can do his tutoring at either
place or we could look at other options."  I asked when we would start and
the answer was as soon as possible.

"We're fast tracking the court case and would like the tutoring in place
and active when we go before the judge."

"Alright," I said, then to Orion, "is today good for you. He nodded his
head but said,

"I hate to ask Rory but could you pick me up after I close the store and
take me home? Otherwise I'll have to take a bus and that will put off our
sessions for another hour. I readily agreed. Our little "burb was small so
it wouldn't be a problem transporting the boy. Besides, the more time I
could spend with him. Especially if it weren't task driven, the better I
would get to know him and burn his image into my memory banks for future
reference.

So it was that I arranged to pick the boy up at 6pm on his tutoring
days. The building essentially closed at 5 but there were tasks that needed
to be done. Since it was closed at the moment we simply went downstairs to
the parking garage.

"I really appreciate this Rory, honestly, thank you."

"You're more than welcome Orion, I'm glad to help. Besides, it gives me
something to do." As we headed out of the building I said, "So, why don't
you tell me a little about yourself and I'll reciprocate in kind."

"I'm 15, my birthday is in September, I'm a junior in high school, honor
roll student so skipped a grade and I'm really interested in computers and
robotics. I hope to get scholarships to college hopefully Carnegie Mellon
or another top school. If not there then I guess I'll just have to see. I
don't play any sports because I don't really have time but I do love
swimming and diving. I don't have a lot of friends because I'm so busy and
no girlfriend for the same reason but I've got my best friend Axel and he's
the best, he is always there for me no matter what."

"My dad skipped out on us when I was two so I've never really known him,
don't have any siblings and what family I do have is scattered all over
hell and I don't really know any of them. It's just me and mom and my mom
is great. I love her to bits and would do anything for her." He was quiet
for a moment then said in a much softer voice,

"I'm really scared Rory. I'm not losing hope but I honestly don't think
she's going to make it." I reached over and patted his shoulder but didn't
say anything. What could I say, really. He looked over at me, smiled
slightly and said thank you. "So, what about you Rory?"

I gave him the basic rundown. Honor roll from 1st grade through my
Ph.D. having attained the latter by age 24. I skipped a grade or
two. Taught mostly high school and some college, was a school principal
then the superintendent position until I retired which was a few years
prior. My birthday is January and I'd be 71.  Orion interrupted me.

"What? You're 70, no way." I got that a lot and said so. I said it was true
and all he could say is "wow".

I never married so no kids. I was raised in a single family home as well
but my mother was a cunt. I always got the impression that she felt she'd
be better off without me. She wasn't physical just basically ignored me
which is probably why I excelled in school. On top of that I saw how she
treated men and that pretty much turned me off on the female of the
species. When I left home for college at age 16 I never looked back.

"Wow again," Orion said, "college at 16. I'm impressed. It sounds like I
really lucked out getting you to tutor me."

"Thank you Orion and for what it's worth, I think I lucked out too." The
boy was embarrassed but I could see that he was pleased.

What I didn't tell Orion was that I was gay, had known it since I was 11. I
messed around with other boys until I went to college and had some
encounters there. My second year I'd had a roommate who was gay and we had
a torrid affair during which he confided that he really loved teenage boys,
which made sense since I was still a teenage boy. To that end he did have a
young playmate back home and when I went home with him for the holidays I
met the boy who was thrilled to have 2 men to fuck him. The kid had a few
friends who were queer and he hooked me up with them as well so during my
first 4 years of college I discovered that I too was more attracted to
teenage boys than men.

During my master's and then doctorate the pickings were slim. I didn't have
the confidence to try and pick up boys. A few picked me up however so it
wasn't totally dry but let's say my self-abuse far and away surpassed any
interactive action. As I moved into my late 30`s things pretty dried up and
since then I hadn't had sex with anyone. During my teaching years there
were boys that flirted with me and some rather blatantly but I didn't wade
in that stream considering it to be way too dangerous.

"Have you eaten yet Orion," I asked, "I haven't and I'm starved." He said
he hadn't but was hungry so I suggested we go to Cubby's, a very popular
burger and fries kind of place, not unlike Red Robin for instance. We got a
table and resumed talking after we ordered.

I was curious about hired help in the shop and Orion explained that before
the pandemic another woman helped out during the lunch hour and some
weekends but when the business dropped Carissa had to let the woman go and
Orion picked up the slack.

"I suppose I could hire her back but honestly it's about the money. We used
up most of mom's savings because we were closed and the business still
isn't back up to what it was before."

"So you're pinching your pennies," I said, to which the boy responded, more
like strangling the dollars until the eagle grins. That surprised me so I
asked him where he'd heard that expression.

"Clapton's cover of Nobody knows You," he answered. That was my first
glimpse into the fact that Orion was an old soul in a 15 year old's body.

"You're familiar with Clapton?" The boy grinned and nodded his head.

"Oh yeah. From the Yard Birds to Cream into Blind faith and beyond. Jimmy
page too and Long John Baldry, to name a few. Did you know that Clapton
wrote Layla for Patty Boyd, George Harrison's wife and later married her."
I was stunned.

"Yes I did and he wrote "Wonderful Tonight" for her, the Beatles wrote "I
Need You" and "Something" for her as well. How the hell is it that you know
so much about that?"

"I think I was born in the wrong decade. I love most all 1960's music as
well as cars and art and everything. I can tolerate some 1970's bands but
after that, not so much although I do love Greta Van Fleet." I had no idea
who she was and said so, which caused Orion to chuckle.

"Greta Van Fleet isn't a `she" but a boy band out of Frankenmuth Michigan
made up of 3 brothers, two who are twins, and the best friend of the
youngest brother. They are young and they're really cute." That statement
caught me off guard. "They really sound a lot like Zeppelin but then again
not. It's the lead singers voice which I think has better range an holds a
high note longer than Robert Plant, but also that classic rock and roll
sound without auto tuners and all the other electronic gimmickry.  People
love them or hate them and I'm in the former group. I'll play some for you
some time."

Our meal came and we ate, discussing classic rock and roll and other
similar interests among which was our choices in movies. He love Mel
Brooks' work, ET, Close Encounters as well as Psycho other classics. I was
really beginning to like this kid, a lot.

He told me about his best friend Axel, how they'd been best friends since
5th grade. Axel's family was fairly normal. Two working parents, a little
sister, a cat and a dog. Both boys had been welcomed to each other's
families and they loved each other like brothers.

We finished dinner and I drove him to his apartment complex, a middle of
the road 3 story affair. Orion invited me up and inside I found a neat and
clean 2 bedroom standard living arrangement. The furniture was older but in
good shape, and Orion's room was surprisingly orderly with the exception of
a pair of briefs laying in a corner. I was surprised to see a hard bound
copy of Dumas' Three Musketeers on his night stand. Back in the living room
he said,

"This is it, my humble abode," without any inflection that would indicate
embarrassment or overt pride. "I guess we'll use the dining room table for
any school work." A desktop under the table and a 22 inch screen along with
books indicated that was where he did his work. He showed me his school
books so I got an idea about where he was at scholastically. It was finally
time to leave so we set up a schedule. Orion suggested 3-4 times a week
which I agreed to. I was willing to see the boy every day but didn't want
to add another pressure to his growing list of them.

And so it started. My time with Orion was too short and not frequent enough
for me. When I wasn't with him I thought about him. By our 3rd visit I was
jacking off fanaticizing about what he looked like naked and the things we
could do together, which was everything imaginable.

I continued to be impressed at his intellect as well as his overall range
of knowledge. The amount of things we had in common continued to surprise
me. Since I was picking him up from work we typically ate out with me
picking up the tab which Orion expressed his guilt over. I told him not to
sweat, that I could easily afford it. To appease him however we ate at his
apartment a few times, stopping by the local grocery mart for supplies. I
also ended up inviting him to my home, which he was completely taken by,
where I fixed even better meals. I was a fairly decent cook, mostly out of
self-preservation. It wasn't too much of a trek to take him home but I
began to think about inviting him to spend the night, in his own room of
course, no strings attached.

During that first 3 weeks I took him to the hospital to visit his
mother. By that time she was on a ventilator so I didn't get to formally
meet her. I did, however, get to meet Axel during that time period as
well. Boy howdy was that unreal.

I had convinced Orion to stop working on Saturdays. It had been a
convenience for those who were glued to their offices on Saturday but there
was no money in it. I convinced the boy to consider his mental health so
Saturdays at work ended. I also wanted to take him places on Saturdays,
museums, parks and things like that. Things I didn't do much of in my adult
life. We also started going to movies. Anyway, Axel.

Orion insisted I have a key to his apartment. Sometimes he overslept,
another indication of the need for free time. To that end, if he wasn't up
when I got there to pick him up I could let myself in and in turn roust him
from bed. That intrigued me to no end. I'd bet that like most boys he slept
naked so there was a chance that I could see him sound asleep while his
glorious ass or magnificent (in my fantasy's) large cock. Preferably
morning boy hard. What I got first was Axel.

We were planning on heading to an out of town exhibit so wanted to leave
earlier than usual. I let myself into the apartment and closed the door
then headed toward the hallway to the two bedrooms and bathroom. As I did,
I heard,

"I'll go get it," and it wasn't Orion's voice. Around the corner came a
boy, fully facing me, fully naked, hard, with a slight strand of sperm
hanging out of his foreskin. I threw my hands in the air.

"Please, don't shoot me."

"Well fuck me running," he said, didn't bat an eyelash but stepped forward
with his hand out, as well as his dick,

"I'm Axel." Louder he called out, "Hey Ry boy, Rory's here. I heard an "oh
shit" come from his room. "If you'll excuse me," he said and grabbed a hand
towel and headed back to the bedroom. Kid had a really tight butt. Not to
mention supreme confidence. Very few boys or men would have acted that calm
and collected in such an embarrassing situation.

I thought about what I'd seen which was about 6 or so inches of uncut cock
with a set of plump balls hanging below. His pubic hair was thick and pitch
black, his balls rather furry. I caught a slight bit of hair on his ass as
he left the room so figured he'd have a fuzzy pussy as well. Overall he
wasn't slender but not fat either, the lines of his body muscle somewhat
defined. His thick hair was black, on the long side and with a bit of body
to it. His complexion was smooth, teeth were white and eyes a deep brown.

I could hear muffled talking coming from the bedroom and a moment later
Orion came around the corner in briefs and a long T which blocked my view
of whatever bulge he might have. However there was a protuberance angled to
the left under the shirt and if was all Orion under there he was a healthy
boy.  Axel was right behind him, clan only in a pair of pink, trunk style
briefs, the upright lump of his dwindling erection clearly in evidence.

"Oh man Rory, "I'm so sorry." I put my hand up.

"Gentlemen, you owe me no apologies or explanations. I've been around boys
my entire life, mostly clothed some unclothed and you may have noticed, I
am a boy, sort of. so I'm cool if you're cool.

"Okay. Orion said, "but I'm still sorry I overslept" (which didn't appear
to be the issue) "I'll jump in the shower and be out in a jiffy."  He
turned and headed toward the bathroom and in turn verified that he had the
cutest goddamned butt in the universe. And I looked, so did Axel. He saw me
looking and nodded his head,

"Yeah, I know," and shook his head as if clearing his vision. "I've gotta
shower too," and headed off behind Orion. He looked over his shoulder at me
and grinned. "Yeah, me too but not that fucking nice," he said nodding
toward Orion's disappearing body. I laughed out loud. I liked this
kid. Self-confident, no bones about it thinking, and pretty hot looking
besides.

Fifteen minutes later they were out, dried and dressed. Orion asked if we
could take Axel home which of course I agreed to. That done we headed
out. I asked if Mickey D's was acceptable and he mumbled a "yes".  Orion
was unnaturally subdued so I just asked him,

"Do you want to talk about it?" He didn't respond right away but in a quiet
voice finally said,

"It's kind of embarrassing Rory." I asked what exactly he meant. "Well, you
know, getting caught doing, you know, stuff."  I pulled into the crowded
drive thru line and looked at the boy.

"Okay, listen. Boys have been doing stuff together since time began and
will continue to do so until time ends."

"Yeah, I know that, but suspecting and having verification are 2 different
things." I explained. "I didn't have verification of anything. I had no
idea what went on, all I knew was that Axel had some leakage. How he got it
I don't know. whether you participated in that, I don't know. Nor do I
care. You're a healthy growing teenage boy, period. If you want to talk
about more specifics and or concerns, okay, I'm in. You certainly wouldn't
be the first boy I've had such conversations with." Despite his maturity,
intellect and self-confidence Orion was still a boy, after all, with boys
worries fears concerns and questions. We got our food and continued the
journey.

We had a terrific day and got home later than planned so I asked if Orion
wanted to spend the night at my house and we'd go to my favorite breakfast
restaurant in the morning. He readily agreed. I showed him his room and
started out the door but he stopped me.

"Will you stay and tuck me in?" I said I'd love to. Orion quickly stripped
down to his briefs and strapped t-shirt and I again got some confirmation
of his endowment. He climbed into bed and pulled the covers up. I sat on
the edge of the bed and casually brushed his hair from his face and asked
if he wanted a bed time story.

"No, but I'll tell you one." He went on to tell me about Axel, they'd been
friends since 5th grade and best friends almost that long. He was smart,
snappy and they were always there for each other.

"Would it be safe to say that you love him?" Orion thought about that for a
moment then said yeah, he did.

"We've done stuff together since we were like 11, sex stuff I mean. It
seems so natural, comfortable, and right." Only a night light was on which
gave the boy a sense of safety. Orion didn't get into specifics and I
didn't ask. I finally said goodnight and stood up. "Can I have a hug Rory,"
to which I said of course. The boy got out of bed and melted into my
arms. He hugged me tightly and without the usual guy back patting but just
held me. I could feel his cock pressed against mine and I couldn't be sure
but I thought he started to harden.

"Thank you so much for being here for me Rory," he whispered, then loosened
up his hold.

"I'm glad I can be Orion. You're a wonderful, delightful boy." I leaned
forward and gently kissed his forehead.

"I like the Italian way better," he said then kissed me on each cheek then
on the mouth, the latter a little more than just a peck. "Isn't that much
better" I agreed it was. He let go and turned around, his palm gently
pushing against his bulge as he climbed back into bed, his glorious boy
butt facing me. He got settled, we said goodnight and off I went to my
room, my cock thickening inside my own briefs. The next morning when I went
by his room the door was open and on the floor next to his bed lay his
shirt and briefs.

Downstairs I threw a K-cup in the Keurig, got my morning paper then read
and drank. I headed upstairs 30 minutes later to wake up wonder boy. I
found him face down in his pillows, the sheets and covers down low enough
that an inch of his butt crack was showing. The rest of the mound was
amazing. I went over and pulled the sheet up then gently shook his leg.

"Time to rise sunshine," I said softly. Orion responded quickly, rolling
over then swing his legs out and planting his feet on the floor. His waist
was covered but his morning erection quite noticeable underneath.

"Gosh I'm sorry Rory, I overslept." I told him not to worry about it and as
I turned he reached down and snagged his briefs. I turned and headed toward
the door. "Rory," he called out. I turned to see him tugging his underwear
into place and adjusting his cock, his erection all but exposed, and
reaching out to the left, the end of it on his hip bone. "Do I have time to
take a shower?" I said that he did and he said thanks. Orion went out the
door right behind me and as I headed toward the stairs he said, "It's not a
gun in my pocket, I'm just glad to see you," he said with a chuckle,
adlibbing the old Mae West line."

"I'm glad to see you too Orion, although perhaps not that glad." He laughed
heartily as we parted. Less than twenty minutes later we headed out the
door.

Over then next 2 weeks we spent almost every evening together working. He
spent the night a few times and we went through the same night time
routine. He asked if I'd ever done stuff with boys and I said I had up and
into college, reminding him that I was 16 when I entered college. He asked
what stuff I'd done and I declined to give a definitive answer although I
did say that there were quite a few options available to boys and I
probably did most if not all of them. There were other flirty
moments. Orion had no problem with me seeing him in his underwear, hard or
otherwise. There was lots of other body contact, gentle hugs, taps on the
shoulder to get my attention and other normal contact found among friends
and we had become friends, very close actually.

He got to a point where he'd strip naked in front of me, facing away from
me, then climbed in under the covers. "I like sleeping naked," he said. I
agreed and said that I did as well. In that process I did fully confirm
that he had the cutest, nicest ass in the know universe. I also confirmed
that he sport a nice heavy set of balls having gotten glimpses as he
shucked his briefs and when he got into bed, knees first then whipping the
covers over himself before settling in. We always talked and we always
kissed goodnight, in the Italian way.

A few times when I picked him up on a weekend morning Axel was there and I
got glimpses of both naked butts as they went from the hallway to the
bathroom. Neither boy commented on it, and neither of them did anything to
limit such exposure. Axel didn't hide his wares but almost strutted his
naked cock while Orion was a little more circumspect. I still hadn't seen
his plumbing in the raw.

Two months in, Orion's mother's condition continued to deteriorate. A
GoFundMe page had started among the people in the building she worked and
quickly went public, amassing over 6 figures, to cover medical costs. We
also had our first hearing with the judge.

I had known judge Harrison Stearns Kennedy (distant relation to "the"
Kennedy's) for many years, having served on boards and other committee's
with him. Jason and I met him in the judge's chambers.

"I am very reluctant to consider emancipation," Harry said. "There are a
lot of factors but his age is the primary one." Jason explained the
concerns of the boy going into foster care, a situation we all wanted to
avoid.

"I can appreciate that Jason. To that end Rory, would you consider
fostering the boy or perhaps taking legal guardianship?" I hadn't frankly
and I said so. Jason was of the same mind.

"Look, if you file all the paperwork and if his mother passes, I can ramrod
that through the court almost with the snap of my fingers. All things
considered I believe that is the best option. So, for now, I won't sign off
on emancipation."

Jason and I talked about it afterwards and I said I'd need some time to
think about it but meanwhile I didn't want Orion to know what was being
considered. The fact was that I was falling in love with Orion and that
could severely muddy the waters of a legal relationship with the boy. Orion
had told me he loved me although he didn't come right out and say "in love"
but I figured it was more like his feelings for Axel, which of course could
have been deeper than he admitted or was aware.

Orion continued to give me tight hugs and continued to give me kisses, on
the mouth. We had taken an overnight trip one weekend and since out motel
room only had one bed, we slept together.

"Naked or briefs," he asked, thumbs in the waistband to remove them if I
gave the go ahead.

"I think underwear would be more appropriate." His response was
"shucks". He asked me to hold him while he fell asleep and with him spooned
up to me with my cock pressed against his ass, it was all I could do not to
get hard.

"This is so nice Rory," he whispered as he drifted off. "I feel so safe and
loved and cared for. I reminded him that he was all of those things. My arm
was draped across his chest, his arms holding it against his body. "I love
you Rory," he said in a barely audible voice and then let out a sigh.

"I love you to Ry-baby," I whispered but he was sound asleep. I woke in the
night with him pressed against me, facing me, his head against my chest and
his rock hard cock pressing against my own raging boner. I couldn't tell if
he was asleep or not but I suspected that he wasn't. In the morning he
caught a glimpse of my own erection inside my underwear and smiled.

"Glad to see me Rory," he said rather coyly.

"I'm always glad to see you Orion."

"But not that glad," he said finishing the statement. "Damnit, that won't
stop me from hoping."

There were other little things that cropped up and I had to consider it
all. I didn't feel like I could think clearly with the boy around so, I
disappeared. I left town.  I had a lot to consider. If we lived under the
same roof there was no doubt in my mind that we'd have sex, whatever that
meant. I knew that I might be able to maintain myself but I knew that if
Orion wanted to share that kind of life with me, he would likely be very
assertive if not aggressive about it and I had little power to resist
him. The big questions centered around whether that would have a negative
impact on the boy at some point. While I didn't think it would happen, he
could change his mind, he could go to the authorities and I could
conceivably end up in prison. I didn't want to end my life that way. I'd
seen it happen to numerous teachers, men and women alike, both nationally
as well as in my own district. It scared me every time I heard or read
about such cases especially hearing the adults say "I truly love
him/her". "I couldn't help it", "I know he/she loved me too".

I spent 4 days solid thinking about it, looking at it from all angles,
trying to be objective. I hated not answering his phone calls and his voice
messages broke my heart. I finally came to a conclusion and not an hour
later Jason called. Orion's mother had just passed and I needed to decide
what I was going to do. I told Jason my plan and I headed back home which
took a full day. I went straight to Orion's work place, going into the
building from a door where he couldn't see me.

"I know Axel, I know you'll always be there for me. But now that mom is
gone I need someone older than me, stronger than you and me. I love Rory, I
need him Axel, I really do need him." The door into the kiosk was cracked
open so I pulled it open and stepped in.

"I need you too Orion," I said, saying it out loud for the first time. Both
boys stared at me, chins on their chests and a tear started in Orion's
eyes. "I'm sorry about your mother Ry. I'm sorry that I disappeared on you
but I had to get away, be alone, and think. I'm scared Orion, scared of my
feelings, scared of what might happen, scared of won't happen. Shit, I'm
just a fucked up mess except for one thing. I love you, I need you, I want
you."

Orion started crying outright and rushed into my arms. We held each other,
both crying and next to us Axel was crying. We finally separated a bit.

"I want you to come live with me Ry-baby. I want to take you home. Right
now."

"Oh god Rory, I want it too. I have to close the shop though."

"Bullshit," Axel said rather vehemently, "I'll close the shop. Get your ass
out of here." Orion nodded his head and went to grab his backpack.

"Thank you Axel," I said. The boy smiled and went into my arms and kissed
me on the mouth.

"You're very welcome. Now, you need to take that boy home and fuck the shit
out of him, you understand. The next time I see him he better be walking
bowlegged." He paused then said, "He loves you more than you will ever know
Rory and I know you love him. So love him good Rory, make him a believer."

"I'll call you later tonight Axel," Orion said as he came up to us.

"Like hell you will. I don't want to hear from you for 24 hours, got that?
24 hours, now go."

We went.

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