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My Mexican Bodega
Part 6
From the Very Odd Mind of
Eric Murphey
I wake up and feel a hand on my cock again. However, this time its inside my sleeping pants. I am rather enjoying this. I wait a moment and I feel him squeeze my shaft and slide his hand up. I then feel his hand removed from my pants and I hear him lick his hand.
"MM so good." He whispers.
I take this time to slip out of bed. I go and pee and when I walk back through this time he isn't hiding or putting forth any effort to hide what he is doing. He has thrown the sheet back and is actively masturbating. He looks at me with glassy eyes.
"Will
you help me again? Pleeeaaase????"
"I told you it was
just one time."
"Yeah but it wasn't fair. Cuz I was
about to cum when I agreed."
He has slowed down his
manipulations to just barely stroking. He looks at me with his big
brown eyes and long eyelashes.
"If
you do I will do yours."
"I don't want you to do
that."
"Yes you do."
"Even if I did. I
wouldn't do something for you and expect anything in return. That's
not what a good lover does."
"How do I become a good
lover if you don't teach me?"
"Didn't I tell you not
to make valid points anymore?" I say seriously.
He laughs at me.
"Esteban what does a good lover do?" he asks stopping his manipulations completely.
"A
good lover wants the other person to feel the best they can possibly
feel without wanting anything in return. Because giving pleasure to
someone you love is an amazing pleasure in itself."
"So
you got pleasure yesterday doing that for me?"
"Just
to know that I was the first person to ever suck you was an immense
pleasure. Then watching you buck your hips pushing your cock into my
mouth was amazing. Then to taste your release and to feel your cock
throbbing in my mouth. That is a thought and feeling I will never
lose."
"Then why wont you do it again?"
I sit on the edge of the bed and he scoots over and lays his head on my lap.
I gently start running my fingers through his hair.
"I want to so badly. I love you so much. But I want to make sure that I want to adopt you because I love you for you. Not because I lust after your very attractive body."
He runs his hand down his smooth chest.
"You think I'm attractive?"
"Very
much so."
"But if you love me and lust for me. Whats
wrong with that if I want to do things. It would be if I didn't want
to do things that would be bad. Right?"
"That
would be bad. I wouldn't ever want to do anything you didn't want to
do. I also want to make sure that you really want to do these
things. Not that you feel you have to because I want you to. Or
that you have to do things to stay here. Because I never want you to
think that. Not ever. Even if we did things and you wanted to stop
because you found a boyfriend then I wouldn't want you to think you
had to keep doing things."
"Even if you didn't want to
adopt me I would still want to do things with you. If you didn't want
to adopt me would you want to still do things with me?"
"That's
kind of a hard question. Because I want to love anyone I make love
with. So no I wouldn't because I wouldn't love you. Because I love
you I want to adopt you and give you a loving home. So no because
then I wouldn't love you."
"But say I had a family and
you met me. You knew you couldn't adopt me then. But you could love
me. Would you want to then?"
"Yes. But that's not
the way it is."
"I can try to get adopted by someone
else. No I don't want to do that. Besides no one wants me."
"I
want you. I want you with all my heart."
"Cant
we eat cake?"
"What?"
"You know have
our cake and eat it too?"
"I got a
compromise."
"OK."
"You haven't heard
it yet. My compromise is this. I can do things to make you feel
good. But that's it. Nothing more. Then if you want me to stop I
will. Even if I am in the middle of something."
"No
way. No how. That would make me selfish. Like the boys."
"What
boys?" I ask arching my eyebrows.
He looks away from me like he said something he shouldn't have.
"No
its OK tell me. I don't want any secrets between us."
He
keeps looking away from me.
"You
wont like me anymore if I tell you."
"I will always
love you. No matter what." I tell him making him look up at me
when I do. "So no secrets. If you ask me anything I will tell
you. I expect the same from you."
"Have you ever
loved a boy like me?"
"Like you no. There is no boy
like you. But I had a lover that was a little younger than you. At
least when we started. He is grown now and married to a nice man.
He has three children. All boys too."
"Did you love
him?"
"I still do. We were together until he went to
college. So we were together for 8 of the happiest years of my
life."
"Will
you love me like that?"
"I think I already love you
more. Now what is your secret?"
"Its bad."
"I
don't care. No matter what you tell me I will still love you. I will
still want to adopt you."
He looks away from me and starts
talking.
"Sometimes
the older boys will pay me to suck them. But they never do anything
for me. Afterwards I feel used. Because I know that to them I'm
nothing but someone to make them feel good They don't care anything
about me. Only one boy is nice of them all. He always uses his hand
on me afterwards. I never charge him though. But he wont suck it.
Now you know I'm dirty. That I let boys use me."
"You
are a good boy. I love you so much."
He looks up at me
surprised.
"I'm
good because I sucked boys off for money?"
"No you are
a good boy because you are just a good boy. But if you suck them
off. Why is it you fight with them sometimes?"
"Because
they want me to do it like all the time. I don't want to do it all
the time. So they get mad sometimes when I say no."
"Do
you like doing it?"
"With some of them yeah. But most
of them no. See why I don't want just you to do stuff for me. I
don't want you to feel dirty and used like I do. I wont do that to
you."
"But I would never....…"
"If
I cant do things for you too. Then its nothing."
"I
don't know if I feel comfortable with you doing things for me."
"You
did before with that other boy."
"Stop again with the
valid points. But my point is that I wasn't adopting him."
"I
want you to be my papi more than anything. But this I want almost as
much."
"I'm going to have to think about it. I want
me adopting you for the right reasons."
"I think you
thinking that makes it true that you are doing it for the right
reasons."
"Lets get some breakfast Mr Valid Point."
He grins at me.
"I'm gonna take care of something first." He grins at me and reaches down between his legs and gives his now soft member a touch and it springs to life. He starts giving it a nice smooth steady stroke. I watch as he manipulates his foreskin over his head as he strokes it. He lets out a moan. I think I should leave him to it. But I'm not budging. He still has his head in my lap and he is moving it back and forth as he enjoys himself. Not fast but a nice slow pace like he is working his member.
I
just cant stand it and don't even try to bother stopping myself. I
slip out from under him and move down and take him into my mouth.
"Oh yes papi!" he exclaims.
I work his head and I lift up and swirl my tongue around his exposed head. He lets out a long moan nearly a growl I think. He puts his hands on the back of my head and forces me back down. OK He lightly pushed it was more of a suggestion. That I am more than willing to oblige. I suck him in to the root and start working his cock and feeling his soft hairless balls. They are so amazingly soft I want to play with them all the time I think as I'm working him.
He spreads his legs wide and lifts one up.
"In my butt again." He moans.
I work his cock with my hand and move down and lick his anus. Oh the sweetness it tastes of. He lets out a load moan and lifts his other leg giving me better access as I rim him. I work around the outer ring first then work my way into his opening and slip my tongue in his most private of all places.
"OHHHHHH YESSSS!!!!"
I feel his ass tighten around my tongue and I feel his cock pulse. I move up quickly to suck in his head to enjoy my treat. I suck his head in and let him feel the complete inside of my mouth. I suck him so hard I feel like I'm trying to suck a nut up through it. I feel the first taste of his offering as a light squirt goes in my mouth. I slip a finger into his anus that is very wet from my savoring his flavors. He lets out another moan and shoves his cock up into my mouth. I find his button on the third pulse and more nectar slams into the back of my mouth. I savor the tastes of him as he is fucking into my mouth. He has his hands on the back of my head making sure I go nowhere. The look on his face is one I will never forget. That ecstasy of having a great cum. His eyes rolled back in his head and him gasping for breath. I decide at that moment I want. No I NEED him in me. I want to feel his cock slamming into my ass as he makes that face. I need that more than I need another breath. I slip my sleeping pants off and gently suckle his cock as he is coming down. I'm still slowly working his love button with my finger. I see he is recovered mostly and I slide up and I straddle him. I point his cock at my hole. I feel it hit the pucker and I slip down and allow him entry into my most private place. He hisses as his cock is completely in bedded in my ass. I slowly start riding him and he puts his hands on my hips. He starts pushing up into me. So I stop my actions and let him take me at his pace. Like he wants.
We both moan at the same time. His cock feels so amazing in my ass. I haven't had anyone in there in so long I forgot how amazing it felt. Even though he just came it doesn't take him long and hes telling me he is going to shoot. Just hearing that sent me off like a geyser. My first shot skimmed across his chest and landed on his face. I reach down and grab my cock and beat it fast and hard as he is pumping his juices into me. I blast a second and third skimming up his lovely brown chest the whiteness of my cum contrasting with his skin tone perfectly. It looks so hot I shoot harder the next pump and it makes it over his chest and next to his open mouth. I think it and it happens. I shoot my next shot and into his mouth it goes. He tastes it and lets out a loud moan as he pumps the last into me. I blast the rest of my cum on his chest. I come to a rest his cock still in me and am panting.
His cock I've learned is the perfect length that when he pushes all in it hits my prostate. My god it was divine. He looks me in the eyes.
"Wow." He says.
"Yeah wow." I say as I slip him from me.
I bend over and kiss him. We hold the kiss a moment and break it. I get up and put my sleeping pants back on and head to the kitchen to get something to drink. He is behind me a moment later and I hand him some mango juice.
"Thanks."
He says then downs about half of it.
I start making some
breakfast. Just simple as I'm not sure I can manage anything that
takes thinking right now. So frosted flakes it is. Neither of us
has a lot to say. We are both I think still processing what
happened. I'm thinking a bit ago I was thinking that I wouldn't do
anything like this. Then well it happened. I told you I can resist
anything but temptation. Once we finish eating I look at him.
"You
should go shower. I don't think I can explain a cum coated boy at
mass."
He giggles at me. But he puts his bowl in the sink
and rinses it off. I hear the shower start a minute or so later.
I'm sitting sipping some coffee thinking how odd it is. I'm usually
not a bottom. Though I will be on occasion for the right person.
Its not that I don't enjoy it. Its just that most of my lovers in
the past have been primarily bottoms. I am thinking that Emilio is
too, as hot as he gets with a finger in his bum. I figure I may as
well do the dishes we have gotten dirty while he is showering. I am
nearly done when I hear the water shut off. I finish and he is next
to me a towel wrapped around his waist. Looking as amazing as ever.
I turn to him as I finish and he wraps his arms around me.
"I love you Esteban."
"I
love you too miho."
After he lets me loose I go and sit on
the couch. I see we have a couple hours before mass. I flip on the
TV and as I do he removes the towel and sits on my lap. He snuggles
into me sitting sideways on me. He lays his head on my shoulder and
has his arms wrapped around my neck and shoulders. I must say it
feels so natural and so right him being on my lap like this. Its not
remotely sexual in my mind. Its a bonding we are doing. We have
really become very close over the short amount of time I have known
him. I know that if I adopt him we will have sex. We will have sex
a lot. This I know. I also now know that its not exactly normal
behavior for a father and son. But for us it seems right. It
doesn't seem gross or nasty. It just seems like its a way for us to
express our love to each other even more. It just feels so right.
So very completely right. I kiss the top of his head as we are
watching the show. When the show ends I have him get dressed for
mass a I do as well. I put on a suit and he puts on slacks a nice
shirt and tie. With it being Sunday we take the truck as is the
norm.
Once we get there we follow our usual routine. I hand him some coins and we both drop coins into the box and light a candle. We both seem to pray a little longer than we usually do. I'm not sure what he is praying for. But me I'm thanking the creator for the blessings he has given me. The love that is now with me through Emilio. I ask for forgiveness in case what we are doing is wrong. But I don't think it is. I also ask for guidance so that we can become a family. After we say our amens we go and find a spot to sit. Its our usual spot half way back on the right as we walk in. I sit on the aisle and he is next to me. I see one of the older boys from the home looking at him. I'm wondering if this is one of the boys that uses my boy. Or maybe its the boy that actually helps my boy out. Either way I'm hard thinking about it. Yeah great place for an erection. Waiting for mass to start. The altar boys walk past with the incense and its smells so nice. They also look very nice in their long white flowing robes. A moment later the priest begins his sermon and its about opening our hearts to love we never expected. I swear the man makes his sermons about my life. I'm OK with it. Because it was a good sermon. I see our soon to be lawyer a few rows ahead of us as the mass goes on. He looks so young. But I think that Emilio and everyone else is right. I think he will fight for us like no other would. Because he knows what Emilio's life is like. He understands the desire to be accepted and loved in a family. Even if our family will just be a family of two. When mass is over we greet the priest at the door as always.
"Father Lopez, Emilio and I discussed using Sr Garcia as our lawyer. We have come to the decision that no one will fight harder for us. But I want to ask you to pray for us when everyone clears out." I ask him.
He smiles after I tell him this.
"I think you are right, and I would be honored.
Emilio and I step aside and wait for our new lawyer to step out. When he does we step back up the them.
"We
have decided that no one will fight harder for us than you. We
understand that you are young and will possibly make a few mistakes.
But we also know that you want us to be a family more than
anything."
He smiles and nods. He is nearly the last one
out of the church and when the line is gone we all four go back in
and kneel at the altar. Father Lopez blesses us and prays that
things go easily and smoothly for the adoption.
"Sr Garcia would you like to join us for lunch? After mass we go over to the next town and get lunch then our supplies for the week. You are more than welcome to join us for lunch and we can bring you back or you can shop with us. Either way we would be honored to have you join us." I tell him.
"We do have a lot to discuss. I think I will go and we will talk about everything we will need to do. Kind of get it out of the way. At least most of it anyway."
Emilio smiles as do I. We head to the truck. I let Emilio get in and he slides to the middle. I get in as does our new lawyer.
"OK
Sr Garcia what all do you need to know?"
"First just
call me Chuy. Now lets begin."
He asks at least ten
million questions and we arrive at McDonald's. We get out and go in.
Place our order and we sit and wait for them to call our number.
When they do Emilio races up to get it.
"Hes a good boy." I tell Chuy.
"I can see you two love each other very much."
"That
we do."
Emilio gets back and we eat our lunch.
"You are supposed to get a phone today." He reminds me.
"Yeah
I was supposed to last week. But someone forgot."
"You."
He says giggling.
"Yeah I'm old and you were supposed to remind me." I say smiling.
He giggles at me and we head to the phone store. Its certainly the same as in America. Sales people trying to get me to buy crap I don't want or need. I choose a decent Samsung phone. I like Apple. But I just don't see it being worth that much more. Its three times the price for something that does the same thing. OK it may be better. I don't know. Nor will I find out. I look at the sales person.
"Make
that two phones on the family plan."
She smiles and Emilio
looks at me grinning knowing I just got him a phone.
"Not sure why you will need it since you are with me most of the time. But I want you to have it just in case you aren't and need me."
We get our new phones and Chuy follows along. We go to the warehouse and pick up all our supplies for the week. Emilio talks me into getting a couple of new games to sell in the shop. They aren't expensive at all. I just don't think they will sell. It is actually several simple things in a case. A half dozen of each game. One is the cup with a ball attached by a string. The goal being get the ball in the cup. Another is a paddle with a ball attached with a rubber band. The last is a little set with numbers on it you have to slide around to get the numbers in order. I mean these wont sell. This is crap I had as a boy. But he thinks they will. So I figure if not we will have some toys to play with. They are certainly cheap enough I can easily triple the price in them. We load the cart with soda and candies. Lots of chips and other snacks people seem to really love. I see picture frames and think I know Alejandro will be sending a picture for little Lupe and I figure I will put it in a frame for her. It will stay nice longer that way. They come in packs of six and I am thinking a moment and grab a few more packs of them. I have a strong feeling I will be needing more soon.
When we get back to the shop Chuy goes through the apartment as Emilio and I work on putting things up. He walks in.
"You
have to have another bedroom first and foremost."
"I
figured as much. I think I know a guy that does construction. Ill
ask the Marlboro man about it." Emilio smiles because he knows
exactly who I'm talking about. He also thinks its amusing I know
very few of my customers names yet. But they all have nicknames in
my head.
"OK
that's good you don't have a problem with that."
"Do
you see anything else that will have to be done?"
"No
everything else seems in good order. Just need the bedroom."
He
asks us another million questions he knows will come up and he is a
smart guy that's for sure. Because he wants to make sure every base
is covered.
Once he asks the eleven millionth question he smiles at us.
"I think that's about all I need for now."
"Oh is that all only three hours of questions?" I ask smiling.
"For now." He chuckles as he says it.
We let him out and lock the door back. We finish our work and go to start on some supper. Seeing as how its close to that time.
"Papi
I don't want to go back."
"I don't want you to either.
But we have to play by the rules until we are a family. We don't
want to do anything to risk it."
"No we don't."
He says with a serious look.
We have a nice supper. Just some steaks sliced thin and fried. A little bit of onion and peppers mixed in and cooked in orange juice. Its nice that way and we both seem to enjoy the nice tangy sweet flavor it gives. We eat it on tortillas and I made some rice to go with it. We get done and have a snack cake each. Before we know it its time for him to go back to the home.
We walk back his pack over his shoulders. I hug him long and hard when we get there. He walks in and I feel an immediate sense of loss. I cant help as I look at the building the tears start to flow. I cry the entire way back to my place. I put the key into the door and someone scares the shit out of me.
"You OK?"
I spin and see its the Marlboro man.
"I
have had better times."
"You think I can get a pack of
cigarettes. I know you aren't open today. But I'm out until
morning. I would rather not be."
"Yeah come on. I will just loan them to you until tomorrow. I don't want to turn on the register and everything. Funny thing you stopped by. I was wanting to talk with you. You do construction right?"
"Yeah
when I got work to do. Otherwise the boss sends me home."
"Oh
well that's no good. The thing is I need to add a bedroom."
"You
going to adopt that boy?"
I think does everyone know my
business? Then I think. Of course they do. This town is so small
everyone knows whats going on with everyone. I'm new here and I hear
gossip.
"Yes
I want to. The lawyer said I need to add a bedroom. But I was
thinking. What if I was to add a second floor and just make an
apartment up there? Is that possible? Because I was thinking about
turning the other apartment into a little restaurant.
"I
don't see a reason why that wouldn't work."
"Could you
do the work? Or should I hire someone else?"
"I
can do it. But you will have to make sure with an inspector that it
will be safe. That the place wont collapse or anything."
"Yeah
that is pretty important. Do you know anyone?"
"My
cousin does that kind of work. I will send him over tomorrow to
check it out. If that's good with you."
"That's great
with me. I want to get it done as fast as possible. I want it to be
ready for Emilio when they say he can come. Otherwise we may have to
wait a while. I don't want to make him wait. Shoot I don't want to
wait. I never had a family before and neither has he. So we want it
to be done as fast as can be."
"I would guess if you
want it done really fast and it will work then I think I can have it
done in a month. Depending on how much detail is involved."
"That
doesn't seem like a long time."
"Well, I figure that I
will work a lot of hours. So that way everyone can see I'm a good
worker and will hire me after this to do work for them. That way I
can get away from that crappy place I work now and start my own
business."
"Sounds good to me. I will of course need
an estimate when we figure out how we are going to do it. That way I
got a good idea of what to expect. I'm guessing that its the same
here that I give you a third up front a third at half completed and
the final third when its done?"
"That sounds good to
me. That way I can get materials and some tools I don't have I will
need."
He puts out a cigarette and lights another one.
"Want
a soda or something?"
"No I'm good. I need to get
home and tell my wife whats going on. She is going to be thrilled.
We have talked about this for a long time. We just haven't had the
chance. I promise I will do the best job possible for you." He
says as he screws his smoke between his lips and shakes my hand.
"I
know you will."
"Just curious though. The restaurant
what are you going to do with it?"
"I'm not sure yet
that I will. But you know Carmen the lunch cart lady?" He nods.
"I was thinking she could run it. I just take a little for rent to give to the home."
"She
would love that. She is always telling me she too old to push that
cart around anymore."
"I imagine it gets
tiresome."
"I've no doubt about that. Thing looks
heavy."
We tell each other our goodbyes and he heads home
and I go to the apartment.
I sit down and think I cant believe I cried when Emilio had to go home. But I do understand why I did. I miss him terribly already. I lay on the couch and turn on a movie. I smell his scent on the couch. I doze off before I can think of anything else.
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AS you can imagine from my warning the grammar police have been on me. I was so pissed I wasnt even going to complete this story. But then I thought that is hadly fair to people like myself that worry more about the content of the story then where a FUCKING comma is. Or the fact I have run on sentences. When I was in school I was more worried about not having the shit kicked out of me by a bully then where to put a comma. At home I was more worried about having the shit beat of of me than doing my homework to figure out where commas went. So yeah grammar isnt a strong point for me. If you cant deal with that find another story.
Sorry if I sound pissy. I am.
Eric