Date: Mon, 5 Mar 2012 21:23:58 -0800 (PST) From: John Jones Subject: My Delinquent Godson Part 7 My Delinquent Godson Part 7 Aprof2motivateu@yahoo.com Disclaimer: The following is a work of homerotic fiction involving an adult and teen. Do not read if it is illegal where you reside or if you will be offended. Ryan slept in his own bed that night, and if I had another nighttime visitation from him. I pretended to not wake up as he fondled my throbbing 9 inch cock, unaware that I was in fact awake through the whole thing. Monday morning rolled around, and we followed our usual morning routine. At breakfast, I noticed that Ryan was incredibly stiff and sore. I guess everything we did on Sunday was too much for him. I got him some advil and told him he could take the day off from harvesting wood and that I would give him a massage later. School began in earnest, and I made it clear that I expected to see him working during our agreed upon school hours. I told him I too was looking forward to a summer vacation with him, and neither of us would have one if he didn't finish and become proficient at his 8th grade work. Without much complaint, he sat in front of the computer and got to work. At lunch, I couldn't resist pointing something out to him though: he was having no problems paying attention. As we were eating I said to him: "Hey Ryan, you notice yet how well you pay attention?" I said. "Yea Uncle John, its kinda weird. Couldn't do it before" he said. "Well I think it's that you are getting proper exercise and nutrition, and also that the pot is getting out of your system" I said. "You're probably right, but boy am I sore today, I can hardly move" he said. "Hey Ryan, you won't believe how much your body will change and what you will be able to do after a few months of this" I said. In fact, I have an idea that you might like". "What's that Uncle John"? he asked. "Well I think we should take a photo or two every month of you, front and back, in your soccer shorts so you can see the progress. You can even send them to your dad if you want so he can see how you are doing" I said. "Great Idea Uncle John" he said. "Tell you what, before you get back to work, go put on your shorts and take your shirt off and I'll get my camera" I said. So I shot a front and back shot of him, both standing and flexing, then showed it to him. "God Uncle John, I'm still kinda flabby, don't show that picture to anyone" he said. "Ryan, those are your pictures. The only people that will see them are you and I, and anyone you choose to share them with. Those are private and I respect your privacy. Now back to work because we have an appointment in town for you". An hour later, after darned good work on his part, we headed into town for the dentist. Ryan was not looking forward to getting 3 cavities filled, but I reminded him that the reason he had them was he wasn't taking care of his teeth, and he didn't argue the point. I mentioned that we were driving past the grocery store where he stole the cigarettes and said I was going in to pay for them but he didn't have to go in. I was pleased when he said "No way, Uncle John, I'm going to apologize to the manager and pay him". "I'm proud of you Ryan. That's the adult thing to do" I said, with enthusiasm, as we both headed inside. Ryan found the manager's office and knocked. We went in together. Ryan began "Uh, Sir... I'm really sorry about stealing from your store. I'm here to apologize and pay for what I stole". The manager eyed him a bit warily and said "OK son. I hope you were taught a lesson by your Uncle". "Sir, I sure was" Ryan said. "He paddled me good for it". I was surprised Ryan wasn't too embarrassed to admit it, but he said it in a matter of fact way. "Good" said the manger. "Now I will be watching you when you come to my store and if it happens again I am calling the police". "Yes Sir, it won't happen again" Ryan said. We headed back to the car and I complimented Ryan on how he handled the situation, then it was off to the dentist. 3 fillings later, I had Ryan stand with me while I wrote the check for his dental work. I said to him "Ryan, can you think of anything you would have rather had this money spent on"? "Oh yeah Uncle John, sure can. I get the point" he said. "Alright, well then take care of your teeth" I said. Since we were in town anyway, I took him in briefly to the doctor's office just to weigh him. He had lost 10 lbs already. Ryan was really excited about this. In an exaggerated way. I grabbed his bicep and said "wow at that rate you will be beating me up by Friday". On the way back to home, which is a long car drive, Ryan decided to hint at a subject that I figured he would address sooner or later. "Uncle John, can I ask you something embarrassing" he said. "You can ask Ryan, and probably I'll answer" I said with a smile. "Uh, how do you know if you like boys or girls" he asked. "You mean sexually I guess?" I said. "Yeah" "Well you look at boys and girls, men and women, and see which you find more attractive. A good sign is which you think about when you masturbate" I said. "Oh... yeah that makes sense... Uh have you ever known anyone who likes guys better?" he asked. "You mean a guy who liked guys better, like someone who is gay" I asked. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that Ryan was fidgeting a bit and turning a little red. "Yeah" he said. "Sure Ryan, I know lots of guys who are gay. There's nothing wrong with it" I said. "Uh Uncle John, how come you're not married" he asked. "Well Ryan, I guess I never met the right person" I said. Ryan showed his intelligence with the next question: "The right person or the right woman Uncle John"? "The right person Ryan, I'm gay. I don't really advertise it but I am. Are you OK with that"? I asked. "Oh yeah" he said, enthusiastically and looking relieved. "I think I might be too and was kinda worried what you would think". "Well Ryan, I think that whichever you are, of if you are bi, it is all fine with me. I love you and just want you to be happy. I guess you should just keep looking at guys and girls and figure out which you like better" I said. "Ok Uncle John" he said. "Hey Ryan, can I ask you something" I said. "Sure Uncle John" he replied. "Look I don't want to embarrass you, OK" I said. "OK you won't" he replied. "Hey the other night, you climbed into bed with me for a while, right"? I said. He looked really red faced, and I wondered if I had made a mistake bringing it up. "Uh... I don't think so Uncle John" he said. "Ryan do you remember the 30 second rule"? I asked. "You mean the one about lying I guess... yeah I climbed in" he said. "Ryan, its ok that you wanted to check me out, I understand now why you did it, OK"? I said. "You mean you're not mad"? He asked. "No Ryan, I'm not. I mean I guess if you are thinking you like guys, and I am the only one around and there's no porn, it is understandable really" I said. "OK, Uncle John, can we talk about something else" he said. "Yeah sure Ryan. Let's talk about what you can eat for supper with 3 new fillings". The rest of the trip passed with only some light discussion. I was glad we had it out in the open, and hoped Ryan was too. After supper, we sat by the fire and I rubbed his back a little bit. "Ryan, I know you are sore, do you still want that massage" I asked him. "Yeah if you don't mind... I mean I think so... I never got a massage before" he said. I said "Give me a minute, I have a massage table that you can lay on so I don't have to bend over and mess up my back. Why don't you take a hot shower to relax, and I will set it up in my room. After your shower, just come out with a dry towel around you". 10 minutes later, Ryan came out freshly showered. "Ryan, massages are usually done nude. But if you want I can cover you up with the towel" I offered. "Nah... Not like you haven't seen it Uncle John... I mean you showed me how to keep clean" he said. "Alright Ryan, I want you to lie face down on the table, and your nose sort of goes down through that oval so that you can breathe" I said. I took some warm grapeseed oil, that I like to use for massage because it has enough friction to work the muscles, and rubbed it on my hands. Beginning with his shoulders and upper back, I started the massage. "That feels so good" he said. "Great Ryan, I want you to relax and enjoy it. You know I think you are starting to get some muscles up there too" I said, quite honestly. "That's cool. I want to look like you" he said earnestly. I worked my way down his back, then worked the muscles on either side of his spine, sliding all the way up to the neck, then sliding down the lats and muscles of his sides for a while. Ryan was sort of purring with pleasure at his first massage. "Hey Ryan, the butt muscles really connect to the lower back so if I am going to relax you, I should massage those too but I don't want to make you uncomfortable" I said. "Nah its cool Uncle John, I'm totally comfortable with it" he said. I was glad he was on his back, because as I massaged each muscle in his smooth bottom, I became aroused. It was just hard not to. He had a tight smooth bottom where every muscle could be felt. It didn't help that he continued to sort of moan in pleasure when I massaged him there. Next I worked my way all the way down his legs and massaged his feet, which tickled him a bit so I stopped. "Ryan are you ready to turn over or do you need a minute" I asked. "I'm cool Uncle John" he said as he turned over. Ryan's 6 inch penis was at attention when he did this, so I offered to cover it with a towel for him. "No Uncle John, its fine. I don't mind you seeing" he said. "Alright Ryan" I said as I started with his facial muscles and worked my way down. He clearly really enjoyed it when I massaged his chest, and I couldn't resist flicking his nipples just a bit. I noticed that his penis jumped a bit more, and that he drained quite a lot of precum when I did that. "Hey Ryan, I can tell you're super horny right now. If you want to take care of that while I massage I'm fine with it" I said. "God thanks Uncle John, my balls are hurting" he said, as he began to stroke. I moved down and massaged his upper and inner thighs while he did that and said "Hey Ryan, when you think you are getting close, let me know and I will show you something". A few minutes later he said "I think I'm there Uncle John". I took my hand, and cupped under his balls and massaged the area between his scrotum and his anus while he continued. Ryan gasped and shot almost instantly, and an extraordinary number of times as well. "Geese Uncle John, what did you do? That was fucking intense" he said. "Ryan I'm glad you liked it, but watch your language" I said. "Oh Sorry Uncle John" he said in a contrite voice. I went and got a warm towel and a dry one and helped him clean up and told him to go ahead and get dressed. As he did that he said "Uncle John can I massage you"? "Not tonight Ryan, I have to think about that, but thanks for offering" I said. "Besides, you need to write an e mail to your dad and let him know how you're doing here. I told him you would keep up with him. If you want, I will review it for spelling when you are done". Contented with that, Ryan went off to the computer and started to compose his note. After a few minutes, he called me to proof it. It read as follows: Hi dad. Im ok with uncle John. First couple of days were rough cuz he burned my stuff and I got mad and swore and so I got paddled and soaped. Then I stole something at the store and got it for that. But I kinda learned my lesson and were getting along good now. I am doing lots of cool stuff and doing school and working out real hard. Im gonna be stronger than you when you come this Summer because of getting all the firewood ready, lol. Don't worry about me here cuz it's the right place and im happy. Ryan I chose not to correct any of the writing issues, told him it looked great, and had him send it to dad.