Date: Sun, 15 Nov 2015 02:25:06 +0000 From: honey_im_back@hushmail.com Subject: Meeting Ross Part 2 Meeting Ross Part 2, Ross helps me again! This story mentions intimate relations between a man and a boy/ boys under 18. If reading this is illegal where you are then please leave. If you are under 18,while I understand your thirst for knowledge, please stick to literature that your school library offers! Nifty offers you a fantastic source of quality reading material, please consider making a donation to help offset the running costs of this service. The following story is copyright of the author and Nifty is granted non exclusive rights to publish it. Please do not copy, download or reprint without the authors written permission. From Part 1 So we parted, Eagle patrol taking my old broken stick, and the new hazel 'shepherds crook' and details of how to get in touch. I went in after thanking them, and getting thanks back for the donation, and fed and watered the dog, before collapsing in the hallway. Part2 Ross helps me again! I'm not sure how long I lay in the hallway, but I awoke to 3 things, the sound of both my home phone and my mobile (cell) phone ringing, someone banging on the door and Edgar J whining and licking my face! I could not reach the phones but I shouted out "Help! I've had a fall!" The letter flap opened and I heard a familiar voice shout "OK Peter my mum is just calling the police and an ambulance!" "Don't need police, go to number 14 and ask them for my spare key, tell them I sent you." "OK I'll be right back" The voice told me. 'Damn I know that voice, who the hell is it?' I said to myself. With that I hear Bev, my neighbour, come to the door and open it. I can't see properly as my glasses have fallen off somewhere, but still that young mans voice. "Peter, where does it hurt? Mum get a blanket or something from the lounge, and some pillows" Bev kneels beside me "You're lucky, this young lad called round to see you about something, and realised you had had a fall!" "Yes, who is he?" I asked, still confused. "It's me Ross, Eagle patrol from the scouts!" he told me with hurt in his voice. Then it all came flooding back to me. "Ross OMG I'm sorry I banged my head and could not remember who you were,this is getting to be a habit of yours, saving me!" He laughed "I thought you had forgotten already!" "How could I forget you?" I asked."Please could someone call the animal welfare, Edgar J will need looking after if I go back into hospital?" "I could stay here until you get back from hospital, and look after the dog, it's only a 3 minute walk to school from here!" He said with typical youthful exuberance. "I'm sure your mum wouldn't want you staying alone in a strangers house" I started. Bev interrupted "Edgar J could stay here and I can keep an eye on him" she offered. "Mum you have to take Susi up to Birmingham next week, what's the difference, if I stay here and Edgar J looks after me, or I'm at home and Mrs Perkins has to keep calling in on me?" "Which school do you go to?" Bev asked. "The Academy" Ross proudly told her. "Which class?" She asked again, "I'm in year 11" he told her. "Oh are you Ross?" she asked surprised, "My son Thomas is in year 11 too Thomas Thornton" "Yes that's me" he told her. "Well then, how about you stay with us while your mum is in Birmingham with your sister, and that way you can help look after EJ!" "Er Mr Carmichael?" Ross's mum asked looking at my business card, "would that be OK with you, for Ross to look after your dog? He hasn't stopped talking about you, and the dog, since he got home from Scouts!" "It's Peter" I corrected, "and Ross is always welcome here, if you are happy for him to help? He's saved my life twice today, I'd like him to have a key in case he needs to get in at any time!" "You would trust a completely strange 16 year old with a key to your house?" the mother asked incredulously. "The key to my house, my car and even the safe combination!" I laughed. By now I was sitting up, still on the hallway floor, and I reached into my pocket, pulled out my wallet and said, "£15 a day we said, so here's the next 10 days in advance!" handing the boy £150. "If you need to buy more dog food call the number on the card on the fridge door, and get a receipt, I'll refund it to you as soon as I'm back home! And Mum, before you comment, we had agreed that I would pay him to walk the dog, if you gave permission, since that's happened I'm paying him! It's the same as I pay my other, unreliable, dog walkers. Ross told me that he's not allowed a dog at home because of his sister, so this is my way of thanking him for all his help!" "I don't know what to say" she stammered. "Say YES!" Ross and I chorused together, before bursting into laughter! "Oh and Ross" I added, "if you have been with the dog make sure you shower before you go near your sister!" "Yes dad!" he said, before blushing like mad, "sorry I didn't mean.." "It's OK I take that as the greatest compliment!" Just then the ambulance arrived and Ross's mum said, "lets go and pack you some things, if you are sure er Mrs...?" "Thornton" Bev said, "but please call me Bev!" "OK Bev I'm Rosi, Rosi Barnes." Introductions over the two ladies parted while the paramedics gave me the once over and by the time Rosi and Ross were back they were almost done. "Rosi, the paramedics say I don't need to go into hospital, if there is someone here to keep an eye on me for a day or two. Are you OK with Ross staying here? If I fall again he is to call 999 and not try to lift me or anything like that. He can sleep in Sam's room. I'll make sure he goes to school on time, and does all his homework!" "Ross?" she asked him. "Please mum, I can be so useful to Peter, and I can learn so much about IT from him too! Please, I'll do the dishes for a month when I get home!" I hoped Rosi could not see Ross's tent growing in his sweat pants as she said, "with an offer like that who could refuse?" winking at me! The paramedics quickly went through with Ross and myself what he needed to watch out for and then packed up and left. Ross went to the car to collect his bag and say goodbye to his sister. "Seriously Peter" Rosi told me "don't let him bully you, given half a chance he'll have your pants down before I've driven off your drive!" I blushed crimson, and she burst out laughing "I'm gay too" she explained, "I knew Ross had the hots for you when he came home from Scouts. He once tried it on with his scout leader, but he was only 15 then, and the guy explained that he would loose his job if the slightest hint of it ever came out! If you are OK with it you have my blessing, I think every child should have a 'Greek mentor', it sure beats sordid rendezvous at the local park conveniences!" (Next time we met Rosi told me that I did a great goldfish impression at this point) She hugged Ross and told him to behave, and not to 'wear Peter out' and left us to it. Ross, at my bidding, went round to Bev and told her of the change of plan and then returned and locked up the house for the night. Luckily my house has a stair lift, a relic of the previous owners, and although it needs re charging after every run, it's fine to get me up and down the stairs. Once up stairs I tried to show Ross to Sams bedroom but he was having none of it. "I need to be on hand in case you need me in the night!" he reasoned. "I don't know Ross, do you really want to share a bed with a 60 year old cripple, and listen to me snore and fart all night?" "Damned right I do Dad!" he said.... again he called me Dad! Hmmm. "Well you'd better have a look in the case on the wardrobe, there are pyjamas in there for me. I usually sleep nude when I'm alone, but that would not be proper with you in the bed too!" "Bollocks!" he swore, "I'm 16, we are both Gay and I know you fancy me as much as I fancy you. Plus I know that Mum told you it was OK for us to get it on, she told me so!" "OK but please can we take it easy? I don't know if I'm even allowed to cum yet, it's only been 6 weeks since my orchidectomy!" "May I use your PC please?" he asked me. "Sure knock yourself out!" cam my reply. "That's YOUR trick isn't it?" he grinned cheekily, turning on my PC. I suddenly thought OMG he's going to see my home page, Nifty/ Adult Youth! "Cool, I read Nifty all the time," he told me as the PC booted up "though I hate the stories where the man is like a multi billionaire and he rescues 100 blond 12 year old nymphomaniac boys!" "Busted!" was all I could say! "You know, you should write about how we met, and all the hot sex we are going to have!" he laughed, "Aha! Here we are, gentle masturbation is OK after 2 or 3 days, if there is no pain, and full sexual activity can be resumed after 3 to 4 weeks.... that's us in the clear then!" he added as he slid onto the bed and went straight for a full on kiss. To say he was hot would be putting it mildly. Ross was the first under 18 that I had had relations with since I was that age myself! I'd describe myself as a versatile top, but this night was Ross's night. He was in charge, and he knew how to milk it, in more ways than one! "Hey kiddo, how much experience do you have already?" I asked him between frenching. "Well like I told you, my dad raped me several times, and I've jacked off with some of my school friends, and there was Mr Monroe" He said his face showing great sadness when he mentioned the last person. "Monroe, I know that name" I mused, "Wasn't he a teacher at your school, had some sort of a breakdown?" Tears welled up in Ross's eyes and he nodded, "Yeah, I drove him to suicide!" I pulled the distraught boy to me "Hey, how can you think that?" I asked. " Everyone said he was a pedo so I got him to jack off with me, it was hot as fuc.. er hell! Then after he had cum he suddenly ran for it and the next day he was found hanging in his garage!" "Ross" I said hugging him tightly, "He was an adult who knew right from wrong, he committed a serious crime, and could not face the consequences. Oh and when we are together you can use the F word, if you feel you need to! Your teacher must have felt that what he did was as bad as what your father did to you, indeed, in the eyes of the Law, it would have been. The fact that you wanted it, or even initiated it makes no difference." Ross snuggled closer and we held each other tightly for ages. Gradually he calmed down and I was dosing off to sleep when he asked me; "So what sort of things do YOU like to do then?" "Me?" I asked stupidly, "I like to make my lover happy. Kissing, jacking off, sucking, rimming, and if my lover is really ready and wants it then anal too!" "Rimming?" he asked looking a little confused. "That's where one guy excites the other buy stimulating his anus with his tongue!" I explained. "Ewww, guys really lick butt holes?" he asked pulling a face. "Yeah" I said in my best 'jungle book' voice "you're gonna LOVE the way it tickles!" "Hmmm I don't remember THAT as one of the Bear necessities!" he said picking up on my humour. "But it is better if you clean down there thoroughly before you try it!" "And while we mention it, surely sucking dick can taste pretty bad sometimes?" "Again, personal hygiene helps a lot, but there are some guys like it a bit 'funky'. All I say is, if you want to know, then try it. If you don't like it, then stop, if you do, go with the flow! Look up online, 'kinky Gay practices' and see what come up!" "Apart from my dick?" Ross asked me with a grin. He searched the web and came up with stuff like CBT and Golden Showers. I spent quite a lot of the night explaining it to him and in the end we snuggled together and gently wanked each other to release. I cleaned up Ross's cum with my mouth, and then kissed him again. Reluctantly at first he responded and once he tasted his own cum he went into frantic passionate mode, cleaning every drop from both our bodies! Sleep came fast and we both enjoyed a long lie in.