Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2018 02:33:50 +0200 (CEST)
From: jfamcam@tutanota.com
Subject: School Bus Driver Part I

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School Bus Driver

It was the middle of December and winter had come early in Northern New
Jersey. A nasty nor'easter was headed for New Jersey with predictions of
being a 2 day storm and up to 36 inches of snow; white out conditions with
winds of 50 mph + and wind chills down below zero. A half day of school was
declared with an emergency dismissal at 1:30.

Jon was 75 and retired, the extra money from the school bus job was just
enough when added to his Social Security and retirement savings. He liked
the job especially dealing with kids. He had both grammar school and middle
school runs. Jon was notified and expected to take as many runs as
necessary to get all the children home safe. Due to the emergency a lot of
the other drivers did not show being busy with other jobs.


The middle-schoolers were told to wait while the little ones were ferried
to their homes and waiting parents, grandparents or other care givers. In
today's world with so many homes needing both parents to work you had no
idea who would be there when the kids bounced off the bus. Jon had been
directed as long as someone was there for the child it was ok to leave
them.

About 2:30 with the grammar- schoolers all shuffled off to their homes, Jon
started his run with the middle-schoolers. The snow had started to fall now
and the roads were a little slippery. So it was slow going for the old man
but he was ever steady at the wheel. Finally, the last of his charges were
dropped in front of his home and Jon breathed a sigh of relief.

As he was taking the bus to the garage his cell phone went off with a text
from the middle school principal. There was one last boy who had missed the
bus still left at school. Could he get this last one to his home? Jon got
to a safe stopping spot and texted "sure don't want to have any kid.. not
safe in their bed tonight." The principal thanked him immensely as he
relayed he needed to see to his elderly mom alone in her house.

Jon pulled up to the school and a 7th grade boy of 12 years came running
and slipping out the door. He was a little less than average height about 5
feet and give or take 110 lean pounds of all boy muscle. He had an almost
angelic face, topped with sandy blond hair. He had a smile that could melt
anyone's heart. Once on board the boy flashed that smile apologized like
crazy. "I'm so sorry to make you make an extra trip; I just went to my
locker to get a book and when I got back the bus was gone. I didn't know
what to do. So I kind of did nothing until the principal on his walk
through found me. Boy did he give it to me!! I guess I deserve it. I should
have owned up right away and Mr. Byers could have called you back. Thank
you so much for coming back."

"It's ok now son, kind of why they put erasers on pencils; we all make
mistakes. What is your name?"

"Adam sir, Adam Resnik."

"Well Adam Resnik how about punching your address into the GPS here so I
can get you home."

"Yes sir any way I can help." Adam put in his address and the bus was on
it's way. Jon pulled the bus up to a very impressive Mc Mansion in the most
exclusive part of town. There were not any lights on in the house and no
cars in the drive way and no one waiting for young Adam.

 "Adam go on in and let me know who's there with you. I'm not going to
leave you alone without an adult."

"My mom, is always late. I'll be ok. Thanks"

"No young man, I leave you with an adult or I don't leave you."

"Yes sir"

Adam went into the house and back out in two minutes. "There is no one
there."

"Ok, here's what we are gonna do... I can call the police and have you stay
with them until or mom gets you or you can come to my house. Either way I'm
gonna call them and inform them where you are."

"I guess I would rather be with you than in a police station."

"Ok, give me a piece of paper for a note to your mom. I'm gonna leave my
phone number."

The note read. "I'm Jon Ryan your son's school bus driver, Given the
weather conditions I cannot not leave him in an empty house without any
adult supervision. I'm at 73 Sunset Dr. here in Hopewell. Contact me at 555
555 1766.

He called the Hopewell police and informed them of the situation and the
boys desire to go to his house and not wait for his mom in the police
station. He gave his contact info and received their permission for the boy
to stay with him.

"Adam, go put this note where your mom will easily find it. While you are
inside get your warmest boots and weather gear."

"I have ski clothes and boots how about that."

"Exactly, that's what we need."

Adam scooted back into the house. Jon's phone went off again it was his
dispatch wondering what his situation was. Jon explained about Adam and
that he was just about to leave to head back to the garage.

Adam was back with ski boots, a ski mask, mittens, an arctic parka, snow
pants and a ski hat.

"You'll be plenty warm with that gear, Adam."

"I like skiing so my mom got me all this stuff but no one will take me."

"That's a shame. Now we have to get this bus back, get my van and get home
and honker down."

The snow was now at the 5 inch mark and the wind was howling at 40 to 50
mph. It was just about white out conditions for Jon. Somehow, he guided the
bus through the weather to the garage.  The normal 10 minute drive took 40
minutes. Harry the dispatcher was there to open and gate. He smiled at Jon
and his passenger. "Good job old timer, not many could bring one of these
beasts home in these conditions. You are lucky boy, Jon is one of our very
best drivers. Sorry to say most of the guys would leave you on your
own. Well let's not make small talk, I wanna get home to my family too."

"You got that right, Harry. Lock up and get on home this is gonna be a
monster of a storm."

Another 40 minute slow slog to Jon's house and they pulled up to his now
snow covered drive way. The drive was a double car width and a medium steep
incline down to the house about 30 feet long.

"Put your snow gear on Adam, we gotta get the van down on the blacktop or
it's not going to get back up the hill."

Adam hustled into his ski clothes. He was happy to be able to help in
anyway he could. It was his fault Jon was so late in getting home. But he
was glad he wasn't left all alone at his house. Jon went into the back yard
shed and came back with his snow blower. He also had a shovel for Adam.

"I'll clear a with the blower but it won't get down to the blacktop. Can
you scrape the residue that the blower leaves."

"Yes sir"

20 minutes later the drive was cleared for the time being as the snow just
kept coming. Jon brought the van in and finally they were able to go inside
to the warmth of his little house. It was just a plain little 3 bedroom
colonial on a slab. Three bedrooms and the bath upstairs, living room and
dining with kitchen, and a down stairs powder room and laundry.

Jon came in and turned up the heat to 75 as he had it turned down while he
was out.

"Say Mr. Ryan, do I have to call you Mr. Ryan all the time. You are like a
friend and you don't call friends Mister."

"I see what you mean Adam, I don't call you Mr. Resnik. Well how about Jon
or my grandkids call me Pops."

Adam shook his head "Noo kids shouldn't call adults by their first name it
doesn't show respect. Would you mind if I call you Pops like your
grandkids. My grandpa just died back in September. I kind of miss him a
lot."

"Ohh Adam I'm so sorry to hear about your grandpa. I bet he was a good
friend to you."

"Ohh he was more than a friend,; he was my daddy's daddy. My daddy died
over in Afghanistan. Now I got a step dad but he doesn't have much time for
me. My grandpa always made time to talk to me and take me places." Thinking
about his grandpa and being alone so much got Adam sad and tears welled up
in his eyes. He sniffed, and then rubbed the tears away.

Jon did the only thing he knew and went and hugged Adam to his chest as
they sat on the couch. "Yes, of course your grandpa was way more than like
a friend that is for sure. I'm sure he loved you like his own son. Stupid
me I didn't mean he was just a friend but friends can be very special too."

Adam broke the hug, looked up at Jon with those adorable loving brown eyes
and thought to himself, "Mr. Ryan is kinda like my grandpa.".... "So can I
call you Pops."

"It would be a pleasure; I would like that just not on the bus ok." Pops
said.

Adam smiled and said, "thanks Pops." Kind of testing the sound of it; he
liked it.

The heat had come up now and both were comfy on the couch. Pops still had
his arm around Adam and Adam put his head on Pops's chest. "It kind of
makes me sad thinking about grandpa. I want him to still be here with me so
much."

Jon tousled the boy's hair and squeezed him a little tighter. "I think it
helps when you get sad like that to think of a happy time that you had with
your grandpa. Although he is gone those memories will always be with you if
you let them. You know remembering him like that will make you be more like
him yourself. Would you like that?"

Adam looked up at Pops again and this time he was sure. "I think you are a
lot like him. I remember we went to the beach and then the amusement park,
just him and me. It was one of the best days ever and we drove the bumpy
cars into each other and laughed and laughed. It was so much fun. I think
he liked having fun with me and I sure liked having fun with him."

"That's the spirit Adam. Always keep that memory close to your heart and
your grandpa will always be there."

"Yeah, I'm gonna do that. Say, I got a credit card. Can I buy us pizza? I'm
kind of hungry."

"Me too, Adam but I don't think anyone is gonna come out in this
storm. Suppose I make us something."

"Hmm, yeah I didn't think about the storm. What are you going to make?"

"Well I brought some tilapia fish yesterday and I was going to have it
tonight. I like it with mushrooms, peppers, onions and baked
potatoes. Sometimes I cut up an apple and bake it with the fish with
cinnamon sugar on it. Wanna try it?"

"Aaa I don't think I ever had that. You sure it is good?"

"Well I like it, try it and if not I think I have some hot dogs I can do up
fast."

"Hey I'm in your house, eating your food, I should never have asked
that. My grandpa would be mad at me. I would like to try it.  Pops can I
help make it?"

"Sure we'll eat faster that way. Hey you were just being a kid. Lets go."

Pops wiggled his old bones off the couch but when Adam went to get up he
gave a little yelp and winched in pain.

"What's wrong Adam."

"Ahh I got nailed playing dodge ball in gym; then this big heavy kid fell
on me in the same spot."

"Can I take a look?"

"Well, I ain't got nobody else Pops."

Pops lifted Adam's shirt ever so gingerly. He also had to pull down Adam's
pants and underwear to see to his hip. There was black and blue bruising
from his hip to his rib cage.

"Pretty nasty bruise, young fella. Did you go to the nurse?"

"Nah, the guys would all think I am a baby."

"Well, that is kind of dumb.  You trying to wear out your eraser."

"Well, after supper I'll get you in a nice hot Epson salts bath. For right
not I'll give you some turmeric to ease the inflammation.  Inflammation is
what makes the pain.  I'm gonna make extra onions which are also good for
inflammation. You eat them, understand?"

"Yes, Pops. How you know all this stuff?"

"Grey hairs boy; grey hairs!!"

Pops got Adam 2 - 500 mg turmeric pills and then went to work on his
diner. He set Adam up at the table showed him how and left him to chop up
peppers and onions and apples.  A half hour later diner was served. He had
wine with his meal but the only other drinks were green tea, water or
coffee. Adam had the water.

Adam asked, "Why are you having wine?"

"It kind of relaxes you and you take your time eating your meal. In
moderation its good for your heart, too."

"So how come kids can't have any?"

"Actually over in Europe there are quite a few countries where they can."

"Can I try some, then, please."

"We are not in Europe, Adam."

Adam smiled his cutest smile and opened his beautiful brown eyes wide as
can be, "Just a little bit. How am I gonna learn about it if I never try
it. Please Pops."

Jon just shook his head; how could anyone say no to this boy then he puts
on that act. He got up and got Adam a half glass. Actually more like 3/8's
as he watered it down a bit.

"This is it; one half glass and no more. Smile all you want, I'll put a bag
over your head and you'll have no effect on me."

Adam smiled again, "Thank you Pops, you are the best." He took a sip and
said, "Hey this is good, tastes like grape juice but stronger. Your fish is
very good too, much better than pizza Pops; and the apples are just the
best I never have them like this tastes like apple pie."

"Eat the onions. Flattery will get you everywhere, thank you I'm glad you
like it."

"I will Pops."

After diner Pops relaxed a bit.

"How is the back now Adam?"

"No pain at all Pops, but it really didn't hurt until I got up."

"Good then, stay sitting and digest your meal and then we'll put you in the
tub."

"Ohh ok Pops."  Adam was thinking back when he was very small 5 or so and
his daddy had given him his bath. He loved that time. For some reason it
was exciting and fun to be naked in front of his daddy. He loved the way
his daddy always dried him off and tickled him. Especially when he dried
his little poop chute pucker. He would bend over so his daddy would have
access. The wine and all the anti inflammatory stuff Pops had given him
made him feel good and he wanted that time again.

"Well enough of this lally gagging. Can ya stand all right boy?"

Adam went to stand up slowly he was a little stiff but better than
before. "Yup, I'm up."

They slowly walked over to the stairs Adam went to go up, right foot
followed by the left on the next step. "Oww, Oww that hurts Pops."

"Yeah happens to me all the time too. How about a piggy back ride? You up
for that?"

"Ohh nooo I must be too heavy for you."

Pops turned his back to Adam. "Come on boy, being old doesn't mean I'm
useless now jump on."

Adam did as he was told and Pops started up the stairs one step at a
time. His left leg did the lifting then his right on the same step. His
right leg was weaker and more a problem than the left. So one step at a
time and they were there. Pops put Adam down on the toilet seat and leaned
against the vanity to catch his breath.

"Thanks Pops, you ok?"

"YYupp, jjjust gotta cccatch my bbbreath."

After a minute or so Pops said, "I'm thinking you are gonna have a problem
getting undressed. Do you want to try or have me help you?"

"Well if we adopt each other like grandson and grandpa, I guess it would be
ok for my grandpa to see me naked."

"Oaky doky, grandson. I adopt you."

Adam smiled the biggest smile he had all night. "You mean it now seriously,
you'll be my grandpa."

"Well only if you are my grandson"

 "I wanna be your grandson more than anything."

Adam hopped over to Pops and hugged him. Jon leaned down and kissed his
head and when he did Adam grabbed his neck and kissed his scratchy cheek
with his day old beard.

"Ok son don't get all mushy on me. Sit down now."

"Yes Pops"

Pops got down on one knee and took off a sock and rubbed Adams foot and
then the same treatment to the other foot. It tickled a little and Adam
squirmed a bit and laughed. "It tickles Pops but I like it."

"Ok enough with the feet. Can you raise your arms without pain?"

"I'll try Pops" and Adam put his hand ¾'s of the way up just enough for
Pops to lift his tee shirt over his elbow and one arm was out. Then the
same to the other arm; which left the shirt only around his neck; another
tug and the shirt was off.

"Hey you are pretty good at this Pops."

"Just doing it the way I did my kids when they were much younger. Now, the
pants big guy." Adam did his fly and looked a little sheepishly at Pops
wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

Pops looked at Adam and knew instantly.

"You know when I was 12 years old I would get erections. You know boners
all the time especially when I took my bath. I bet yours is a very handsome
strong dick when it is boned up. If you want, I can keep my eyes closed
when I pull your pants off and you can cover up with a towel. But it would
probably be safer if I kept my eyes open so I know what I am doing."

 " I was thinking just before how I liked my daddy giving me baths and
being naked in front of him. I was excited to do it then and I guess I'm
more excited to do it now so it's ok we are both guys right. Keep your eyes
open, Pops."

"OK ready to be depantsed."

Adam laughed, "Ready sir"

"Raise your butt."

Pops got pants and underwear in one tug down to Adam's ankles. For sure the
lad had a 6" boner sticking up straight as an arrow ready to blast off to
the moon.

"You got a good sized spear there Adam and plenty strong I see, very nice."

"Thanks, it's bigger than most of the other guys. But I think Derrick
Ferrel has me beat and his is fatter."

"If I could figure out how to sew it on me I'd like to cut it off and get
rid of my old junk."

Adam laughed again, "NO WAY POPS!!! this is my pecker and I'm keeping it."

"Ahh ok, but if some day ya wanna trade; I'll find a doc to do the switch."

"You keep your old junk; I'll keep my young stuff."

The kidding and joking now had Adam not near as self conscious about Pops
seeing his penis. Pops started the water added the Epson Salts, then
holding Adam under his arms and eased the boy into the tub.

"That is barely hot, I didn't want to burn your little butt. I'm gonna make
it hotter now. We want it as hot as you can bare it. As it cools, let a
little out and add hot. Now lie back and let it warm your back. Got it."

"Yes Pops and thank you."

Jon smiled, "Hey you shoveled with it hurting you, never saying a word. So
this is the least I can do. I'm gonna go clean up the diner stuff now. You
soak and if you get bored go ahead and play with it. All boys do it you
know."

"Play with it Pops?" Adam asked quizzically.

"Your pecker boy, you do play with it don't you."

"Aaa yeah I do."

"Good, I was afraid I was gonna have to teach you about it." Pops laughed
and Adam joined him a little sheepishly."

"Don't be ashamed about it, Adam. It is as natural as breathing. Just don't
make a public spectacle when you do it. Got it?"

"Yup, thanks again Pops."

With that Pops was out the door doing the old man shuffle as he went down
the stairs rubbing his back. He thought to himself the old back is gonna
get a workout this weekend.

As he started the clean up his phone rang.

"Hello"

"Is this Mr. Jon Ryan?" A woman's voice asked.

"Yes." Jon answered.

"Good, this is Rachel Resnik. I understand you have my son Adam."

"Yes I do. How are you doing in New York."

"There is no way out. They are saying maybe tomorrow they'll get trains
running."

"How is Adam?"

"We shared supper, I am a widower, so there is plenty of room in my little
house. However, he had an incident at school playing dodge ball. In his
words he got nailed and then a big heavy kid fell on him. I gave him some
natural Turmeric, anti inflammatory and he is doing an Epson Salts soak in
the tub now. In this weather, it would have to be an emergency situation to
get someone to look at it and I doubt it is that critical. It is black and
blue which you would expect from his hip to his rib cage. I expect just
sore muscles not used to rough treatment. After the soak, I considered
doing a little massage with some essential oils; I think it can be very
beneficial to stop the pain. Do I have your permission?"

"It does sound like it is just one of those boyhood injuries. Thank you for
taking such good care of my son. I think the massage will be helpful and
he'll enjoy it. Being his back, I expect he would have to be naked. I have
to presume the board of ed. does not hire perverts. If his boy thingy gets
excited, well you are a man, deal with it. Do you think I can talk to him
now or should I call back?"

"He is probably bored and I can get the phone to him. Hang on, I'm
downstairs and the bath is upstairs."

Pops took the phone up to Adam.

"It's your mom, Adam." Pops offered a towel. "Here dry your hands and for
goodness sakes don't drop the phone in the tub."

Adam took the phone. "Wow mom, how are you? When are you coming home?"

"Sorry Adam, it won't be tonight and they are talking about taking the
train down to Florida instead of flying out on Monday. How are you doing
with Mr. Ryan?"

"Ohh he is the best mom, reminds me so much of grandpa. He is so smart and
considerate. And he made me fish and I really liked it. Then he helped me
with this bath. Maybe I shouldn't tell you but I was a little embarrassed
so he talked about trading his old junk for mine and I was soon laughing
about it.  We adopted each other as grandpa and grandson so it wouldn't be
weird him helping me. Can I stay with him, in his house, mom?"

"I don't see an option, son and you certainly seem to have taken a liking
to him. He is not weird wanting to do perverted stuff with you is he?"

"Oh no mom, when he helped me take my pants off he offered a towel and said
he would close his eyes but it would be better if he could see what he was
doing. It is kind of man stuff. No mom nothing perverted at all. I really
like Pops. I know, he would never hurt me. He was real smart in not letting
me stay all alone at home."

"Now how is your back Adam? Is it just sore or does it hurt so bad you have
a hard time walking."

"What Pops is doing seems to be helping. But when I went to go up stairs it
was pretty bad. Pops carried me. I think I am too heavy for him cause he
did one step at a time with just his left leg. Then he was breathing real
hard when he put me down. I'm not letting him do that again."

"He does seem very nice that is for sure. Ok Adam, I'll try to be home on
the weekend but I'm not sure. I'll call and let you know.  Let me talk to
Mr. Ryan now. I know you'll behave I love you and will call again soon."

"Bye mom, love you too."... Adam yelled "Hey Pops, my mom wants to talk to
you again."

"Hello Mrs. Resnik."

"Well Mr. Ryan, Adam certainly has taken a liking to you. I am very
grateful, you didn't leave him in that house all by himself. Can I ask you
how old you are?"

"No one with any brains would have left him, Mrs. Resnik. I'm 75 years old
is that a concern?"

"Frankly yes, this is a terrible storm and I don't need the one man who has
shown my son so much consideration getting hurt dealing with it. Where will
Adam be then? I'm going to call my landscaper and have him clear your
property first as soon as the snow stops. Usually within 3 hours he will be
there. Now please accept this and do not risk hurting yourself dealing with
it. I need you to be with Adam. Can you do this for me?"

"Thank you very much, but I have my snow blower and it is self propelled. I
can handle it, Mrs. Resnik."

"Please, please Mr. Ryan, can I call you Pops like Adam. I am going to call
my landscaper as soon as I am off the phone. I need you to accept this,
please I am begging you, Pops."

"Since you put it like that, I guess I have to. Thank you."

"No, no thank you, you are a savior for my son. He has been grief stricken
since the death of his grandfather. Your friendship to him has him talking
like his old self. I shall address other compensation when I get to meet
you in person. Thank you, Pops, from the bottom of my heart."

"Yes we talked about his grandpa and his dad a little. I helped him
remember a good time with bumpy cars and he cheered up pretty quick. It's a
shame your first husband died so young. My condolences."

"Thank you, very much Pops. He was a very good man and I see so much of him
in Adam. Well let me not keep you. Thank you for allowing my landscaper,
I'll call when I know better what is happening with my upcoming business
trip and transportation issues. Good night and thanks again, Pops."

"Good night, can I call you Rachel."

"Oh heavens, yes please do I should have asked, stupid me, Pops."

"Good night Rachel, please know I will take care of Adam just like he was
one of my own."

With that they hung up. Pops was secretly glad he didn't have to deal with
the snow. He finished the clean up from diner and climbed the stairs to
check on Adam. He figured he had been soaking for a good half hour. There
would be little gained to have him continue.

"How are you doing lad?"

Adam was lying back in the tub, his pecker poking it's head out of the
water. "Pretty good, I'm getting all wrinklely, kind of like a prune."

"Let me see your hand."

Adam held it out for Pops.  Pops rubbed it some, "Hmmm let me see a foot."
Adam raised his left foot out of the water. Pops rubbed the toes and down
the underside. Adam giggled. "Hey, that tickles."

"Ok looks like you are cooked enough. Time to slice you up and fry you,
check you for taste."

"Pops you wouldn't do that."

"Yeah guess you are right. You're still too scrawny. Need more meat on
those bones." Pops got a clean towel ready. "Come on time to get out." He
grabbed Adam by the underarms again and eased him up and out. Pops sat on
the toilet seat and took the towel and started drying Adam off.

"I can do that, Pops"

"What you don't like me drying you?"

"Yeah I do but it makes me feel like a baby."

"So be a baby with a sore back." Pops wrapped the towel around Adam's back
and rubbed down over his back and buns. Then he hugged him as he dried his
front except for his privates. Next he dried Adam's hair and face. "You
like?"

"Yes, it feels good."

Pops went to his legs from the foot up to his knees; then his thighs and
inner parts of his legs and over his buns. Pops gently spun the smiling
Adam around, got another drop on his forehead and gave him the towel.

Pops smiled at the squeaky clean boy, "You get your privates son, that's a
forbidden for me and get your pucker dry in your crack. Moisture there will
gather dirt and germs."

Adam did as he was told and then let the towel fall and hugged Jon. His
arms didn't quite make it around Jon's belly. He whispered, "Thank you for
adopting me grandpa."

"Now who wouldn't adopt a handsome lad like you." Jon kissed the top of
Adams head and gave him squeezy hug back.  Pops picked up the towel and
tied it around Adams middle.

"How does you back feel?"

"Almost like new Pops. Boy you know your stuff."

"We'll see, it may just be temporary. I think a massage would help. Do you
want me to give you one?"

"Yeah, I guess, I never had a massage. What's it like?"

"Well, You'll lie down and I'll put these special oils on you and rub them
in especially the sore spots but also all over. It is very relaxing."

"Do I have to be naked? I like being naked with you."

"Well, yeah you can be naked or we can use a towel and work certain areas
by going under the towel."

"Will you do both my back and my front?"

"What do you want?"

"Both please Pops."

"Sounds like yo've had a massage before."

"Nope but I read about them online."

"Can you walk inside?"

"I think so." Adam took one step followed by another .

"Hey it hardly hurts Pops!!!"

"Good to hear, this will help too. Lay down on your stomach."

Adam undid the towel and let himself be naked for Pops.

Jon took his electric massager and started at Adam's neck and worked his
way down over his back, buns, legs and feet, even the bottoms of Adam's
feet. Then he did it again to get his circulation as activated as
possible. He had mixed peppermint oil, with eucalyptus, frankincense and
olive oil as a carrier. He now started on Adam's feet rubbing the soles and
hitting all the reflexology points. It tickled Adam but he enjoyed it. Over
and over between his toes and up his calf muscles Jon kneed and rubbed the
oil; then up the thighs over the hamstrings to his butt cheeks. Adam moaned
as he massaged his smooth cheeks and occasionally brushed his young
hairless ball sack, now filled with his seed and aching for relief. Special
attention was paid to the black and blue areas of his hip and low back. Jon
rubbed the soothing oil gently into those bruised muscles. Adam moaned
again and again in response to Jon's touch. The fragrance of the oil helped
him all the more to feel his youthful sexuality. Jon went to his neck and
he relaxed even more. Occasionally Jon would ask, " do you like it."

Adam would moan through the pillow "mmm yes, more, please Pops"

Jon did his upper back relaxing those muscles with the oils but always
returning to the black and blue of Adam's hip and low back. Ever so gently
brushing over the boys hairless buns. Adam was in a state of relaxed
sensuality. Jon gently rolled him over to his back and soothingly massaged
his temples and his facial muscles. Adam had a perpetual smile on his face
and to Jon for sure he looked like an angle, so pure and innocent. Down
onto his neck Jon massaged over his chest, he tweaked and pinched his angle
boy nipples; which brought about a spasm from Adam. His young 6" cock was
twitching now. Chills were running up and down his spine. His body was
acting on it's own as Jon continued down over his abdomen to the pelvic
bone. Around and around each side of his most precious boyhood Jon's
fingers traveled between his legs grabbing and pushing underneath; then
over the thighs again and down his legs to his feet to his toes.

Adam was all but trashing wanting so much to grab his cock and pump out his
seed. As he went for it, Jon pushed his hand away and said, "Not yet, it
may happen by itself. Wait for it to be even more intense."

More oil now and again up over his abdomen. Adam's breathing was becoming
ragged and deep. Jon had him raise his legs so his pucker was exposed and
he massaged under his thighs and under his ball sack. Pressing, pushing his
fingers around but not on Adam's now quivering anus; Jon's fingers pushed
on trying to apply pressure to the young prostate and he found a spot where
Adam yelled, "OHH YES!!! YES MAKE IT COME POPS DO IT TO ME."

Jon probed the spot again and again. One hand under probing the prostrate
the other hand over on Adam's abdomen stimulating, his boy cock now leaking
precum like water out of the faucet. "Do you want to touch it now Adam."

"Ohh yes can I please make it happen. Please Pops"

"Go on Adam finish the pleasure."

Adam touched his throbbing member and it exploded, gushing his boy seed all
over. It hit his hair, on his face, in his eye; down on to his chest 6, 7,
8, 9, shoots of his seed and then the dribble on his stomach and abdomen.
Jon smiled, "well that was fun wasn't it."

"Oh yes, yes the best fun I've had ever." Smiling Adam replied with one eye
closed with his sperm on it.

Jon took the towel and gently wiped the cum off Adam's face. He bent down
and kissed his forehead. "I guess this is our secret now Adam."

When he did, Adam wrapped his arms around Jon's neck. "I love you and
kissed him all over his face."

"How does your back feel, that's why we did this. Usually, back pain only
gets the back massaged."

"GREAT!!...But it's gonna hurt again tomorrow, if it does can I have
another massage?" Adam's eyes were big as saucers and he had a little
devilish smile on his face.

"We'll see" ...."Are you ok to wash off your excitement nature boy?

"Sure Pops I am healed for today."

Jon went to his closet and got out one of his tee shirts. "Ok when done put
this on. Since you are gonna be here at least another day, I'll wash your
clothes."

Adam cleaned up. The sleeves came down to Adam's elbows and bottom of the
shirt was at his knees. But it felt great to be free ballin with no undies
and he loved it.

Adam gingerly went down the stairs with almost no pain.  Jon started the
washer; then made a bowl of popcorn and the two of them settled down to
watch a movie on Netflix. Jon sat on the couch and as he did Adam came
right up beside him and snuggled close to him. He had his head on Jon's
chest.

"Pops, can I sleep with you tonight please?  Sometimes I get awful bad
dreams. I see my daddy getting shot and dying and then my grandpa dies and
I am scared in the dream that I am all alone."

"Ok but I want you to think about happy times you had with both of them
before you go asleep. Will you do that?"

"Yes Pops, if you say so"

By 10:30 Adam had dozed off. Jon wasn't interested much in the movie so he
eased Adam down on to the couch. He went and put Adam's clothes in the
dryer so he would have them for the morning. He took his meds and was in
the process of shutting down the house when he heard "NO NO WATHCH OUT
DADDY NO DADDY NO."

Jon went to Adam and shook him awake he hugged Pops. "You're ok Adam,
you're not alone."

"Thanks for waking me the bad part didn't come yet. Maybe it won't if I
hold on to you."

"Come on let me carry you up the stairs."

"No sir, no way I am too heavy for you!!! I will do it maybe one step at a
time like you did carrying me."

Jon got the rest of the lights and turned down the heat a bit. He had Adam
go first and he followed least the boy have a mis-step. They both peed and
brushed the pop corn out of their teeth. They shared Jon's only tooth
brush.  Jon held the covers for Adam as he went in first close to the
wall. He stripped down to his under wear and got in on the outside so he
could get up for his middle of the night pees.

Adam whispered "I got another woodie, Pops."

"Well it's all on you boy, do what ya gotta do." He reached to the night
stand and handed Adam some tissues. "Use this for clean up."

"I'll be ok Pops, I don't need to do it again. Can I hold on to your arm
though?"

Pops turned to the young boy, seeming so scared. He stroked his hair and
held him. Kissed his head again. "How is this?  Think happy thoughts now."

"Pops why are you so good to me."

"Oh I treat all my grandchildren this way. You are special because we are
together. People have to treat all people with love and understanding....
Now happy thoughts and sleep. "

Adam nuzzled into Jon so close it was like he was in his skin; one arm over
Jon's chest, both his young legs wrapped around Jon's leg, his angelic face
on Jon's shoulder. But Jon loved it, the closeness of the boy, his beauty
and his innocence. The major bother was at 4:30 when he had to pee or wet
the bed and having to disentangle himself from Adam. Somehow, he did it but
on return was greeted with another intrusion into his body.

Jon was awake at 8:00 the next morning. He was pleased that Adam had slept
through without a bad dream. As for himself he could think of more restful
ways to sleep without a 12 year old trying to join with his skin. If he was
tried he also had developed deep feeling for the angelic form asleep on his
bed.

He rose and peering through his window checked the weather. Hoping beyond
hope that it had stopped but the same dreadful storm was still depositing
snow in record amounts on little Hopewell and throughout the Northeast. The
wind was still howling and whipping the snow and anything not tied down
across the landscape. For sure it was not weather for man nor beast. He
went about his morning routine, sit down and shower. As Adam slept
on. While in the shower he heard a knocking at the door.

"Come on in Adam" he yelled above the shower.

"I gotta pee bad Pops."

"Go ahead then. I don't charge for the use of the toilet."

With that he heard the steady strong splash of Adam's piss in the toilet.

"How is you back this morning Adam?"

After his last squirt, Adam answered, "Better Pops, a little stiff but much
better."

"Ok good to hear, after I'm done with my shower, we'll have you do another
Epson Salts bath and follow it with a back ONLY massage."

"Aww Pops, the back and front massage made me feel so good, I think I need
that again."

"You can do your own frontal massage in the bath."

"Not near as good as you, Pops. You've got the touch and know just where to
rub. Please Pops, Please??"

"Ohh I can't take it when sexy 12 year old boys beg for more touching, I'll
think about it. Hand me a towel."

Adam did and waited quite as a mouse wanting to see Pops naked. Pops
stepped out of the shower half expecting the prying eyes. The towel ran
from his face to his knees right down the center of him.

"Now Adam, I understand about curiosity, but damn it boy, don't you have
something else to do besides watch me go through my morning clean up

"Aaa actually I don't. Want me to dry your back?" Adam flashed his special
smile. "Pops you know I love you, right?"

"Adam you don't really know me. We have been together because of this storm
less than 24 hours. You are transferring the love you had for your
grandfather to me. And I do appreciate it. "

Adam grabbed another towel. Jumped up on the toilet seat and started to dry
Pops's hair and then his back. His voice quivered as he said, "I know you
wouldn't leave in my big house all alone in the storm; my grandpa would say
that is character. I know you shared your home and food with me; my grandpa
would say that is generous. I know you treated my back; my grandpa would
say that is compassionate. I know you gave me pleasure; my grandpa would
say that is caring. I know I want to be with you and love to hug you and
give you kisses." With that Adam spun Jon whose back was to him and wrapped
his arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "You said we were adopted
grandpa and grandson. They love each other don't they."  Tears now were
flowing from young Adam. "I was never as loving to my grandpa as I wanted
to be and should have. I wanted to dry his back and hold him and kiss him
so much but somehow it never happened. Now he is gone but maybe I have a
second chance with you. I know it's a short time but I love you Pops."

Jon took Adam's tear stained face in his too hands. "Yeah it is a short
time but sometimes that is all folks need. I love you too grandson." Pops
pulled Adam to him and gave him a squeezy hug and a kiss on the cheek that
made Adam squeal with delight.

"Enough of this mushy stuff. Want to take your bath while I finish up
shaving?"

"Sure Pops" and with that Adam gave Pops's towel a tug and it fell to the
floor. A laughing Adam yelled "GOTCHA!!! YOU'VE SEEN MIND ONLY FAIR I SEE
YOURS !!! YUK, OLD AND WRINKLY I'LL KEEP MINE"

Pops had to laugh. He didn't see any sense in hiding his privates now.

"Ok, Ok -- give me back my shirt and get in the tub. If your backside
wasn't already hurting I'd tan it good."

"Have to catch me first." Adam got in the tub and Jon poured in the Epson
Salts and adjusted the temperature."

Jon went back to his morning routine and brushed his hair and shaved under
the inquisitive eyes of Adam.

"You didn't use shaving cream or anything. How come Pops?"

Pops smiled, " My skin is old and tough and the razor really doesn't bother
me. Your face would be more sensitive and shaving cream would lubricate the
razor and not give you razor burn."

"Ohh, so when I start shaving will you help me?"

"Sure, you don't want to start too early or do too much. Besides you are so
handsome and cute just the way you are I bet the girls are all over you."

"Yeah, they do come around a lot twirling their hair and giggling. Does
that mean they like me like me?"

"I would say so."

"Ohh, but what if I don't like them."

"The odds are that you will in time so be sociable. You know they like sexy
stuff too."

"Really"

"Yeah really, how do you think we get so many babies if they didn't like
it."

"Good point, Pops, taking to you can be very informative."

"Thank you Adam. Ok if I get dressed now and start breakfast."

"Why not be nudists today, can we Pops?"

A look of disbelief came over Jon. "Now hear this nature boy, I AM MORE
COMFORTABLE IN MY CLOTHES; AND YOU WILL BE TOO."

Adam decided to push it, "Does that mean No, Pops?"

Picking up the towels Pops said in a controlled voice, "Yes it means No."

"Ohh, OK Pops. Can I have my frontal massage then."

"Still thinking on it you sex crazed hormone imbalanced little squirt."

"Pops, you know I love you and like to tease you sometimes, right."

"Yes I see that"

"But not about the front massage, that was soo awesome."

"What was I ever thinking last night. I see now why your mom said if his
boy thingy gets excited I have to deal with it."

It was now about 9:30 and Pops was getting hungry. He quickly got dressed
and went down to his kitchen. He decided on ham and eggs and hash brown
potatoes if Adam liked it. First he put his coffee on.

He got Adams clothes out of the dryer and took them up to him. "How does
ham, eggs and hash browns sound for breakfast Adam."

"Great I am hungry. I usually only have cereal. Can I have coffee too? All
the kids at school have it and I never do."

"All right coffee to I'll massage you after breakfast. Here are your
clothes, at least put on your underwear then after the massage clothes on
you boy."

"Yes sir Pops.  How much longer, soaking? "

"About 5 minutes. What kind of eggs, fried, scrabbled?

"What do you like Pops?

"I usually go for fried, over easy."

"Then lets have fried, I like them both. What's the over easy part."

"You turn the egg over so the yellow, yoke part is done a little."

"Yeah like that, is good. Can I make toast?"

"Sure"

5 minutes later Adam was downstairs in his undies.  He immediately went to
his toast making job.

"Oh boy Pops, rye bread we gotta be related."

"Not so sure about that but ya never know. Here's the butter."

"You like toast Pops?"

"Yeah, I guess I do, I almost always toast my bread."

"Me too with a lot of butter."

Pops had everything else done and they sat done to a hearty breakfast.

"Coffee is bitter until you acquire a taste for it. Try at least on
teaspoon of sugar. Sorry I don't have any cream or even milk for it. That
would make it taste a little like ice cream."

"These eggs sure are good; I didn't realize how hungry I was."

"Want me to put on another two for you?"

"No thanks Pops, I'll just make myself a hash brown sandwich on rye toast."

"You are right the coffee is bitter can I try another sugar."

"Sure"

So the old man and the boy had their breakfast and talked of which sports
and teams Adam liked. Adam made more toast and after 4 slices, 5 slabs of
ham, a bunch of hash brown potatoes, his 2 fried eggs and coffee. He
finally proclaimed, "I am stuffed. That was the best breakfast I ever
had. Thanks Pops."

"You are moving so much better, any pain in the back."

"Pops, I don't wanna tell you."

"Why?"

"Cause if I tell you... you'll probably say I don't need a massage. And I
liked the massage more than any thing in the whole world"

"Well you get an A for honesty" Pops smiled. "Let's clean up and we'll go
upstairs for your massage."

"Frontal too Pops, please"

"I gotta put a bag over your head so I can't see your smile."

"How come, all adults say I have the best smile."

"Ohh, like you don't know. When you smile do adults mostly say yes to what
you want. You smile and you get all cute and lovable and adults want to
make you happy. Use that smile on girls in a half dozen years and you'll be
making babies like crazy."

"Ya think so, Pops. Do you think I am cute and lovable? Are we gonna do the
frontal massage too Pops?"

"YES, AND YES NOW You rinse, I'll load the dish washer."

"Ok, ya wanna see my black and blue again?" Adam started pulling his
underwear off.

"If those come off you are gonna be black and blue on the other cheek,
Adam."

"Yes Pops, I understand"

Clean up done, Adam went upstairs 2 at a time. Pops climbed a bit
slower. He smiled; it was evident that his therapies had helped and
marveled at the recuperative powers of youth. Adam was naked on the bed on
his stomach peering up and back at Pops. His cute little butt almost
smiling at Pops. Of course Adam smiled his smile, "is this the way you want
me, Pops?"

Pops shook his head at the site; the beauty of the boy; at the same time
fighting back the urges that had tormented him almost his entire
life. "Yes, that is the way I want you."

He got his massager and started again to increase the circulation from head
to toe, paying special attention to the most discolored black and blue
areas. That done his hands shook a little and he took a deep breath as he
touched Adams velvety smooth skin. Rubbing, massaging, probing, tweaking
the muscles and nerves under his fingers, he had vowed to himself to make
this therapeutic and not sensual. But the more he touched Adam the more
aroused he himself was getting. His struggle to keep control was made all
the harder by Adams moans of pleasure from his every stroke as he petted
the boys skin.

Adam kept saying "more Pops, more a little harder Pops." When Jon did his
butt cheeks, "Ohh Pops it feels so good, more there, Pops." As he spread
the boys cheeks and stretched the little rosebud, "ohh Pops don't stop,
right there, do it more and more, never stop Pops. OOH GOD IT FEELS SO
AWSOME."

Pops took another deep breath, then another and another; he so wanted to
make love to his young charge. But he couldn't let the monster out. He had
to keep him hidden and only love the boy.

Done with the back, Pops turned Adam over to see his smiling blissful
face. Like the night before he massaged the angelic face of the lad,
temples, cheek, down his neck, over his shoulders, to his boy tits. He
stroked the tits ever so gently, barely caressing the young nipple. It grew
hard and protruded, raised itself above the surrounding skin. Adam was
moaning with pleasure, wanting Pops to make him cum. "PEASE DO IT TO ME,
POPS. PLEASE POPS!! PLEASE!! DO IT YOUR WAY MAKE ME CUM, POPS!!!!"

Jon could bare it no more. The years of repression had left him too
wanting. to refuse pleasuring the beautiful boy begging for him to bring
him to climax. He kissed Adam full on the lips, his tongue probing the lads
mouth and then sucking his tongue from him into his own mouth. Ohh, so
delightful was the taste of the boy. Then his hands again explored every
inch, every crevice of Adam's body; his tongue now lapping at his boy tits,
sending chills over Adam. Down lower his tongue traveled over his abs, to
his young, strong, and ohh so very hard cock; he kissed it and tasted the
nectar of precum leaking from it's tip. Then, he went lower to Adam's
balls, kissing, licking, and sucking them. He positioned himself between
Adam's legs and raised his feet to expose Adam's rosebud. He licked and
sucked and kissed all around it. Then he extended his tongue and tried to
penetrate Adam. Adam's head was trashing from side to side. The pleasure at
his rectum was so intense and then Pops put a finger in, and then another
and felt around and found his prostrate. He stroked it time after
time. Milking the cum from it, raising Adam's need to ejaculate." OHH,
POPS, OHH POPS IT FEELS SO GOOD!!!" With his fingers in Adam's ass he
leaned over and took the twitching, glorious, young cock in his mouth and
sucked and twirled his tongue around the head. He bobbed his head up and
down taking more of the warmth of it into him. He felt the head get bigger
yet, the shaft even harder, more rigid. Then it exploded into his mouth as
he continued to massage the young prostrate. The cum seemed like it was
never ending. 10 15 20 shots from the boy he could not swallow it all and
had to let the cock from his mouth least he gag on Adam's seed. Still as he
stroked the prostrate the strong young cock continued to twitch and
ejaculate more and more seed. Finally, his face covered in semen, Adam's
chest, stomach and face also with his seed, it stopped. His young body was
drained." OOHH, POPS WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!!! THAT WAS SO AWSOME!!  I'm a
little light headed , I think I might pass out."

Jon kissed and licked the seed from Adam's face. Then went to his beautiful
boyhood and sucked and cleaned it too with his tongue and mouth. He picked
up the towel and got the seed from Adam's chest and stomach. Now basically
clean he layed down next to Adam. "Did you like it?"

"Like it, Pops that was amazing"

Pops smiled and kissed the angelic boy again and again. Adam kissed
back. "Thank you, Pops; Thank you."

They laid there for over an hour hugging, snuggling together; half asleep
as they dozed in the afterglow of Adam's sex. Adam's smile was now
permanently affixed to his face. Pops loved the feel of the naked boy next
to him. He thought, "how could something that feels so good be outlawed?"
He reveled in holding beautiful naked Adam and frequently kissed his head
and Adam quickly kissed him on his mouth; their tongues dancing and darting
in and out of each other's mouth.  Pops was in heaven and Adam was right
there with him. Adam could not stop himself from smiling. Every so often he
would arouse himself and say, "Wow, Awsome!!!" Pops for his part was
delighted that he had brought so much pleasure to Adam. He turned it over
in his mind again and again. He did so enjoy bringing the pleasure to the
boy but must it be a onetime thing; a momentary lapse in an otherwise
unblemished life. Ohh, how he enjoyed pleasuring, young Adam. He was such a
lovable boy, so polite and helpful, with a zest and enthusiasm for life
that only one so young could possess.

They were roused by Adam's phone. Pops got it and handed it to Adam.

"Hi mom."

"Hello Adam, still snowing out there.?"

"I guess mom, I haven't checked, lately I was napping a little. Not much to
do."

"How is your back?"

"Ohh much better mom, I had another soak and massage after. Pops is sure a
good doctor. I really, really like him mom. I wish that he could watch me
like grandpa did."

"We'll see, maybe if he is agreeable to it. I'll ask him."

"Really, mom. That would be awesome. I hate being alone so much. I
understand you and dorky Dan have to work but I get lonely."

"Ohh, honey I'm sorry. But please don't call Dan dorky. He loves you like
his own."

"I'm not so sure about that mom. But to keep peace I'll not say it around
him if I slip some times please forgive me."

"I'm afraid Adam, I have some bad news."

"The company has decided to take the train down to Florida on Sunday and I
won't be able to make it home until Wednesday night. Do you think you can
stay with Pops until then."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure. I don't think he would kick me out into the
cold. He is a very nice man, mom. Please be nice to him."

"I will son, I am so grateful, he didn't leave you in that house alone. I
love you Adam."

"Love you too, mom."

"Let me speak to, Pops, Adam."

"Here he is mom."

"Rachel"

"Yes Pops, I again want to say how grateful I am for you not leaving Adam
all alone in that house. You are a lfe saver, sir. I don't know how to
repay you for your kindness and good judgment."

"Nonsense, Rachel, Adam is a fine young man and very good company for me. I
enjoy having him here."

"Pops, I'm glad to hear you say that because it's been decided that we are
going to make our meeting on Monday in Florida by taking a train which
expects to leave out early Sunday morning. AMTRAC says the tracks will be
cleared and after Baltimore there was only rain. Could I impose on you to
look after Adam until I get back on Wednesday night? Of course, I shall,
compensate you for your time. Please say, yes, I don't really have another
option."

Of course Rachel, we'll be all right for food, I expect the stores will be
able to open on Sunday."

"Adam has his credit card, please use that. I'll up his limit
immediately. $500.00 no $1000.00."

"Rachel, we'll only need a couple of days. That would be more like a
month. We'll be fine. Please, don't worry. I am not destitute here."

"I know, but I feel so indebted to you a person who, I have never
meet. Please use the card I keep a limit on it; well, to stop an almost
teenage boy from doing foolish things. Please use the card for whatever you
need. Promise me. If all goes well on this trip, I'll have a 6 figure
bonus. So financially, there is no hardship. "

"Ok, Rachel I will use the card."

"I contacted my landscaper and he will be there within an hour or two of
the snow stopping. Please do not tip; he is getting a very nice
bonus. Thank you so much, Pops. God certainly smiled on us to have you take
care of Adam. He says your massages and soaks have done wonders on his
back."

"It's more the recuperative powers of youth. But I'm happy he feels
better."

"Again thank you Pops. I'll call again from Florida and Adam can call me
anytime. Of course on Wednesday I'll call prior to pick up."

"Thank you Rachel, I'll watch over your son like he was one of my own. Good
Luck in Florida."

They said their good by's and hung up.

"How about lunch, Adam, you hungry?"

"Sure Pops."

"Put clothes on then, nature boy."

QUESTION:
TO MY READERS SHOULD POPS HAVE MORE SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS TO SHOW HIS LOVE FOR
ADAM OR SHOULD IT BE A ONE AND DONE, RESPECTING THE MORES OF SOCIETY

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