Date: Fri, 23 Apr 2010 05:08:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Nick's Dragons - 3 Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between a teenage boy and an adult. That means no real boy was involved. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If you believe that this story might offend you please go to another site. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Nick's Dragons - 3 Daniel stood in his doorway, Nick wrapped in his arms. The boy's sobs were deep and non-stop. He trembled. Daniel rubbed Nick's back and whispered in his ear. "It's all right. You're okay." He had no idea what had happened, but it was obvious that Nick needed him. He gently pulled Nick closer. Nick put his arms around Daniel's waist and held on tight. "Let's get inside," Daniel whispered. He walked Nick into the living room, pushed some books off the small couch, and sat down. Nick curled up in his lap. Eventually the tears slowed to an occasional sniff. "So, what's wrong?" Daniel asked softly. "My mom's drunk again," Nick wiped at his tears. Daniel sighed. He tenderly ran his fingers through Nick's hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered. They sat for several long minutes holding on to one another, Nick's hand idly moving over Daniel's chest. He finally looked up, a sheepish grin on his face. "You're practically naked," he chuckled softly. Daniel smiled, "Well, you did wake me out of a sound sleep!" Nick blushed. "Sorry, I didn't know where else to go." Daniel rubbed his back again, "Don't worry about it." Daniel felt the tension leave Nick's body as he started to relax. Nick seemed to want to snuggle closer. "We need to call your mom. She'll be worried about you. She needs to know that you're all right." "She won't care," Nick whispered. There didn't seem to be any anger in his voice, in fact there wasn't much emotion at all. Daniel ignored Nick's comment. "What's your number?" Nick sat up and looked into Daniel's eyes. "Do we have to?" Daniel nodded. "Well, you can call her," Nick said looking away, "but don't expect me to talk to her." Daniel nodded; he was pleased he had gotten even that far. * * * * After dialing the number, Daniel waited for what seemed a long time before it was answered. "Hello?" a slurred voice replied. "Hi, my name's Daniel, I'm a friend of Nick's. I just wanted you to know he's at my house and he's okay." "Whatever," his mom said sleepily. Daniel closed his eyes and tried not to get angry. "He'd like to stay here tonight. Is that all right with you?" "He can do whatever the fuck he wants. Hell, he can even run away like his brother. Kids are too much trouble anyway," she said in a voice that was somewhere between drunkenness and sleep. Daniel winced. "I'll make sure he's back home in the morning." "Not too early, I need to sleep." "Yes, ma'am," Daniel sighed and hung up. As Daniel returned from the bedroom, Nick gave him a questioning look. "What did she say?" he asked quietly, sadness in his voice. "I told her who I was and that we were friends. I told her you were here and asked if it was okay if you stayed until morning." "And?" "And she thanked me for calling, said she was glad you were safe. She had been worried." "That's bullshit!" Daniel struggled. He didn't want to tell Nick what she had actually said, how unconcerned she had been. "Don't lie to me, Daniel. My whole life has been one lie after another. Don't ever do it, understand?" Nick said firmly. Daniel nodded. "Sorry." Tears came to Nick's eyes again. Daniel sat back down, scooped him up, and wrapped him in another hug. "She basically said that she didn't give a damn. I'm sorry." Nick's head drooped. "That sounds about right." There didn't seem to be anything more to say. Nick cried softly as they lay holding one another, until finally he fell asleep. * * * * Daniel gently untangled himself from Nick, got a pillow, and tucked it under the boy's head. He loosened a few buttons on his shirt, undid his belt, and pulled the zipper down on his pants just enough to make him more comfortable. Then he found a light sheet and draped it over him. He leaned down, pushed the hair out of Nick's eyes and then softly kissed him on the forehead. "Goodnight," he whispered and turned off the lights. * * * * It was past nine the next morning. Daniel was working in the kitchen. A kettle was on the stove and it was whistling. "Hey," Nick said uncertainly. "About time!" Daniel joked, turning in Nick's direction. "How do you like your eggs?" Nick shrugged, "any way is fine." "Okay, over easy then, and ham?" "Yeah, that sounds good." Nick climbed off the couch. "Okay if I use the bathroom?" "Help yourself," Daniel laughed. Nick smiled. The eggs were ready when Nick was, and Daniel served them up hot. He poured tea for himself and a glass of orange juice for Nick. "You're a really good cook!" Nick managed through a mouthful of ham. "One of my hidden talents," Daniel grinned. As the guys finished their breakfast they made plans for going to the library. Nick raised an arm and sniffed. "Before we go, I kind of need a shower or something." Nick's cheeks reddened in embarrassment. "How about you sit in the tub for a while and I'll wash your clothes?" Nick seemed to like that idea. The plan would have worked, except that the washer and dryer in the basement were already in use. Nick was in the tub, so it was either have him put on dirty clothes or come up with something else. "Here," Daniel said, reaching around the door and dropping a stack of clothes on the floor. He had found an old pair of athletic shorts that were too small for him but might fit Nick, a T-Shirt, and some white socks. "You'll have to wear your own boxers; I don't have anything here that will fit." "Okay," Nick answered, and Daniel heard some splashes. When Nick emerged he was clean, his hair was combed, and the clothes, though a little big, didn't look too bad. "We can wash your stuff when we get back." * * * * Two hours later Daniel looked across the library at Nick. He was sitting on the floor in his usual place, his knees up and a book in his lap. Daniel laughed to himself that the shorts were definitely a little too big. As he continued to stare, his eyes naturally traveled down Nick's legs. He couldn't help looking in the direction of his crotch. Daniel blinked and looked again. The kid's left leg was off to the side a tiny bit and Daniel could see up the loose shorts. He was going commando, and his stuff was showing. Daniel couldn't hold back a smile. He could just make out the head of Nick's penis. Just as he was about to turn away, Nick moved and his legs spread a little further apart. This time Daniel could see his nut sack resting against his inner thigh. Daniel closed his eyes and shook his head. As he opened them again and took one last look, he saw Nick staring back. He had a playful grin. He slowly spread his legs a little more and then winked. "The little turd!" Daniel laughed. Nick smiled broadly, giggled, and then laughed out loud. A librarian gave him a stern look and hissed, "Shhhh!" Nick put his hand over his mouth to hold back another giggle, crossed his legs, and ended the show. Daniel couldn't hold back his own grin. * * * * Daniel looked at Nick as they walked out of the library about an hour later. "What were you doing in there?" Daniel asked. Nick looked at him in surprise. "Reading," he answered, trying to sound perfectly innocent. Daniel rolled his eyes. "What else?" Nick kept a straight face. "I don't know what you mean. I think you've been studying too much. You need to loosen up a little." "And flashing me is a way to do that?" Daniel laughed. "It worked, didn't it?" he giggled, "We're leaving early." Daniel gave him a slightly disapproving look. "Did you like what you saw?" Nick teased. "You're just a kid," Daniel laughed, "What kind of question is that?" "That's not what I asked." Daniel knew he couldn't get out of giving Nick an answer. "Yes, I liked what I saw. But what gay guy wouldn't?" Nick looked like he was going to say more. He seemed playful. "End of conversation," Daniel said, reaching the car. Nick just laughed. * * * * Nick played video games while Daniel finished washing his clothes. It all felt normal, safe. Nick let out a sigh and stared at the TV screen. "I don't want to go back to mom's." "You don't have a choice," Daniel said softly, sitting down next to him. "Can't I stay here?" "You need to be with your mom." "So I can watch her drink herself to death?" Nick said with a stern look. Daniel glanced at the floor. "I'll call Social Services." "We already talked about that!" Nick said with a flash of anger. "What do you want me to do?" Daniel snapped back. "Help me, damn it!" Nick said firmly, "let me stay here." Daniel shook his head in frustration. "Please?" Nick whispered. "Call your mom, let's see what she says." Nick nodded. It wasn't much of a conversation. Nick asked if he could stay with Daniel for a couple of days, and his mom didn't object. In fact she said she had a friend coming over for the night and it was probably just as well. Hanging up the phone, Nick turned back to Daniel, who reached out and gave him a much-needed hug. Neither boy said a word. "What should we do for supper?" Daniel finally asked gently. Nick shrugged, "whatever you want," he sighed. Daniel gave him a squeeze. "Tacos it is," he laughed. * * * * After supper, Daniel insisted on taking Nick back home for a few minutes to get a change of clothes, his toothbrush, "And some clean underwear!" Daniel joked. The apartment was empty. Apparently Nick's mom had gone to work. As Daniel looked around the room his heart sank. It wasn't just cluttered, it was dirty. The kitchen was a mess; empty bottles and cigarette butts were all over the place. Nick looked over as if to apologize for where he lived. Daniel gave him a quick hug. "Get your stuff, and we'll head back home." A few minutes later Nick emerged carrying a trash bag. "I don't have a gym bag or anything," he said softly. Daniel took it from him. "Looks like another trip to the store," he chuckled. * * * * Daniel made up the couch, and Nick lay down just after ten. "Goodnight," Nick said softly, looking up. "Sleep tight." Nick nodded. * * * * Several hours later Daniel awoke when he felt his bed move. "What are you doing here?" he whispered, turning to find Nick next to him. "I didn't want to be alone," Nick replied. "You really shouldn't be in bed with me." "Why?" "You know why." Even in the dim light Daniel saw Nick bite his lower lip. "I want you to hold me, like you did last night." Daniel struggled with himself. Nick snuggled closer as if to add emphasis. Daniel reluctantly draped an arm over the boy. From a few inches away they stared into one another's eyes. They both probably knew on some level it was going to happen sooner or later. It was Nick who made the first move. He edged closer, and closed his eyes. Daniel knew what Nick wanted. "No," Daniel whispered. "Yes," Nick whispered back. There was just a brief moment of hesitation before the boys shared a tender kiss. Nick made a soft noise, touched Daniel's cheek, and snuggled close. They kissed again. Through his own tears Daniel could see Nick too was crying. The tenderness continued for a while, each boy gently touching and kissing the other. At one point Nick moved his hand down to a spot between Daniel's legs, but Daniel softly moved it away. They looked into each other's eyes and Nick seemed to understand. They fell asleep soon after. * * * * In the early morning hours Daniel again woke to the feel of movement in his bed. He was facing away from Nick. The sound of a soft grunt every now and then, the rocking motion, and Nick's breathing left no doubt as to what he was doing. The sound of a boy masturbating right next to him was erotic. Just thinking about how Nick must have pushed his underwear down, grabbed his dick, and was now jerking it, really turned Daniel on. Daniel reached between his own legs and ever so slowly started to stroke himself. Using his hips to thrust his dick through his fist, he made every effort to not make a sound. As Nick's grunts grew, Daniel's cock swelled. The fact that they were jerking themselves off at the same time made Daniel hornier than he had been in a long time. Nick pounded a little faster and harder, he grunted, and then gasped. Daniel knew he was shooting. That was enough to put Daniel over the top, too. He felt three long squirts as he dumped his cum onto the sheet. Nick held his breath, and then sighed. He had finished. Daniel's cock softened as he too came to the end. It was quiet again. After a few minutes, Daniel heard a snort and then a snore. Nick had fallen back asleep. Daniel smiled, rolled over, and closed his eyes. * * * * Thanks for reading this chapter. A special thanks to Jon B. and to Andrew for story ideas and help with editing. Thanks. Comments? Write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com.