Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2012 16:56:30 -0800 (PST) From: Tague Micheals Subject: The Ahn Boys III Talk at the table was light but Jesse didn't say much, in fact he didn't say anything unless he was asked a direct question, which didn't happen. He had an accent that indicated he was from the south, maybe not as far as Texas but definitely somewhere south of where we were in North east. He kept his attention on his plate most of the time but I kept my eyes on him as much as I could and at least once I caught him looking at me. "What are you gonna do about getting Jesse some clothes Lucian," Mathias asked. I hadn't thought about it. I was too busy thinking about getting him out of his clothes. I was dying to see the boy unclothed. I knew that if his boy parts were as cute as the rest of him then they too would be something to stare at, for openers. "Well, I can do it in this morning, that is, if I can trust you guys to do your school work without being baby sat. Or I can do it this afternoon while you work in the yard. "Umm, clothes Mr. Lucian," Jesse asked tentatively, finally looking up from his plate. Mathias started to speak and I put my hand up to stop him. "You can call me Lucian Jesse, just Lucian. I have purchased clothing for all of the boys Jesse. Each boy has a set of good clothes that they wear during school or when we eat supper in the formal dining room, and a set of work clothes as well as shoes." The clothes he was wearing were better than what the other boys were wearing but not by much. "I did it for a reason Jesse and unless you are planning on not staying at auntie Ahn's then I insist that you have new clothing." The adorable young thing nodded his head in acquiescence or possibly just plain resignation. "Are you going to have Jesse sleep with you too Lucian," Frankie asked. Fortunately the boy said it in a soft voice and since Giselle was in the pantry she didn't hear it. Jesse got a rather stricken expression on his smooth young face. "That isn't the kind of question that you need to ask Frankie and in any case this isn't the place to ask it," I said, my voice a little sterner than I wanted. The young preteen apologized immediately and meant it. I went on. "That was a decision that you boys made. It's not fair to expect a new comer to be a part of your decision." I expected that to be the end of it but it wasn't. Willie asked permission to explain to Jesse and since Giselle wasn't back in the kitchen I nodded my head. Willie, who was sitting next to the boy, told him in a soft voice, "Lucian had experienced a terrible loss so when we boys first met him we agreed that one of us would spend the night with him every night so he would have company and not be alone. We all take turns and we do it because we want to not because we have to. It's actually pretty nice to have some peace and quiet and not be all jammed into auntie's tiny house and to sleep in a nice bed with clean sheets and everything." The other boys nodded their heads in agreement. "Besides," Mathias started up and I called his name rather sharply. He stopped and gave me a guilty look and I didn't feel the need to say anymore. The little boys' spontaneity was charming most of the time, exciting at other times, but certainly not always either of those things. Breakfast was finished without fanfare and we adjourned to the library. I'd taken to teaching the boys games between breakfast and school work. So far they had learned backgammon and cribbage and we were now on chess. We had yet to actually finish a game, generally starting a new one each morning. The purpose was to teach them all of the moves then focus on the opening moves of the game. That day it was Willie sitting across from me with the rest of the boys standing close to the table watching intently. We had gotten about 5 moves into the game and Willie was getting ready to make a move but Jesse stopped him. "Don't move that knight," the boy said it somewhat abruptly then apologized immediately, clearly embarrassed by his outburst. I was surprised, not at the outburst but at his knowledge of the game. He was quite correct in stopping Willie because in 2 more moves I could have checked him with checkmate in 3 moves. "Why not make that move Jesse? What move would you make," I asked him quietly and he told me. He was correct on his assumption and while the move he suggested wouldn't have been the best one but it would have staved off an early checkmate. "Why don't you change places with Willie," I suggested. Jesse shook his head while Willie nodded his and the boys clapped and hoorayed for the boy and Willie got out of the chair. We played the game and while I'm not a champion by any means, I have been fairly successful. It was clear that Jesse knew the game very well and I finally checkmated him but it was a fight to the end. Once again the boys clapped loudly and patted Jesse on the back. I extended my hand toward him and he took it albeit with seeming reluctance. I wanted to ask him where he learned but didn't. Jesse appeared to be very tight lipped and I figured there was a reason for that. Willie, I want you to get the boys dressed and into their studies. Please keep them on task. Boys," I said to the crew, "Willie is in charge." Everybody nodded their heads and filed out of the room to go change. I went into the kitchen to inform Giselle what the plan was and said that we'd be back for lunch and if not to go ahead without us. I went out with Jesse in tow, climbed into my little speedster and off we went. We parked outside of the same clothing store that I'd taken the rest of the boys to. "We'll be purchasing 2 sets of clothes, as I said before, as well as extra work shirts, a pair of work shoes and another for dress up and we'll be picking out socks and underwear. The boy gave me a perplexed look. "Why underwear Lucian, I don't need underwear." I explained to him that young men of character, well dressed young men wore underclothing but he seemed not to understand that. "Look, Jesse," I said. "Even though you might not believe it I was a street boy once. I had nothing, I was nothing. I was taken in by a very kind man who taught me about being an educated man of means. Everything I have is because of him. That is what I am offering the rest of the boys, and now offering you." "What did the man get out of it," Jesse asked. Clearly he didn't believe I got it all for nothing. I didn't hesitate. "I was his lover from the age of 11 until he passed away about 7 months ago. I became his lover because I wanted to not because he forced me or made me do it in trade for everything else. I loved him dearly and miss him dearly." Apparently Jesse heard the sincerity in my voice. "I'm sorry Lucian; I didn't mean to be nosy." I said that was okay, no harm done. He was quiet for a moment then said, "Do the other boys have sex with you?" I smiled and said that he would have to ask them that question. "Let's go get you some clothing," I said with a smile and got out of the car. Jesse followed me into the store where a somewhat snooty sales clerk approached me and asked if he could help. He looked Jesse up and down, practically sneering at his old clothing and unkempt look. Picking out the trousers and shirts was pretty straightforward. We took them into the dressing room to try them on, the clerk following us in. Jesse didn't seem inclined to make a move. "I think he's uncomfortable undressing in front of strangers," I said, motioning toward the door. The clerk explained that it was store policy that an adult be present in the changing rooms with a child. I said that was fine that I would remain with the boy. The clerk then said that it was preferred that a store staff person be present. I leaned toward him and said softly, "So far I have resisted Wilbur Smithington's entreaties to go partners with him in this store. Your attitude is causing me to reconsider that decision." I did not need to point out that Wilbur owned the store. The clerk's face went crimson and he backed out of the room closing the door softly. "I don't mind you being here Julian but that man is a shit," Jesse said quietly. I agreed with him. Jesse immediately started to unbutton his pants then stopped. I looked at him quizzically. "I don't have any underwear on Lucian," he said rather embarrassed. I should have guessed that given what he'd said outside. I opened the door and called to the clerk to bring some undergarments for the boy. I let the man in to measure Jesse then he left and returned a moment later with a pair of white cotton briefs and a sleeveless undershirt, not the t-shirts that would become popular in another 20 years. Jesse peeled his dingy shirt off and pulled on the under shirt then proceeded to peel his pants off. He kept his back to me offering only his bare naked butt to my view and what a magnificent butt it was. The twin globes of his narrow ass extended outward from the small of his back into glorious mounds of infinitely squeezable flesh. Jesse remained slightly hunched over and reached out for the briefs which I handed to him. I watched him step into them and caught a quick glance at the underside of his balls, which appeared to be hanging somewhat low. Once the other foot was in he stood up and adjusted himself. The fabric was pulled somewhat tightly across his butt making it even more inviting that it naturally was. Jesse inspected himself in the mirror then turned around and glanced over his shoulder to see what that looked like. I was almost shocked at the size of the bulge I was looking at. I could clearly see the outline of his cock and the head underneath the thin fabric which caused me to think that he was cut. The head appeared to be resting against his balls which also made a fairly nice bulge themselves. "How do they look Lucian," he asked. There were a lot of things I wanted to say but kept my tongue. I said they looked good but looked as though they might be a little tight. "They are through here, he said, cupping all that which made him boy. I wasn't surprised. "What about the waist," I asked. He said that felt fine, just the front seemed tight. The kid was definitely larger than any of the rest of the boys; that was apparent. "Try the trousers on Jesse." The boy did as I requested and I watched intently as he pulled them, zipped and buttoned. The work pants fit him nicely as well but didn't do anything to hide his boyhood bulge or his glorious ass. Next were the dress pants which also seemed to fit him well and after that the shirts. When we came out of the dressing room the clerk was overly obsequious as well he should have been. We ended up getting Jesse shod in footwear just like the rest of the boys, added extra shirts and underwear and were finished by 11 am. I decided to treat the boy to lunch and since he was dressed in new clothes I took him to decent restaurant where I might actually enjoy the food. He didn't know what to order so I got him a blue plate special which was meat loaf, mashed potatoes and gravy with corn on the side. What I had was of little importance. When I asked Jesse if could tell me anything about himself he seemed a little gun shy and would only say that he ran away from home, home being another city a couple of hundred miles from where we were. I asked how far he'd gotten in school and he said 7th level. He said he'd liked school and got good marks. I told him what was expected if he was going to be frequenting my home and said he'd be able to do that. "I'm tired of being on the lam Lucian," he said. I'd like to just get back to being a normal boy." Jesse asked me about my life so I gave him the short version. "You had a man for a lover when you were 11," he said and I nodded my head. He wanted to know what it was like so I asked him what he meant. "Well, you know, did you do stuff. Did he do it to you?" I was honest with the boy and of course asked if it hurt. I went through the whole thing with him explaining that what begins as some pain soon becomes pleasurable. He wanted to know if I did it with the boys then caught himself. "I know; I have to ask them." Back at the house I took him into the room where the boys changed their clothes, handed him the bottle of nail polish and told him how to mark his clothing then told him to meet us in the kitchen when he was finished. I found the boys finishing up their lunch and all of them seemed quite happy to see me. Mathias asked where Jesse was and I said that he'd run away. I got a chorus of why's, and Oh no's and quickly dispelled it by telling them I was joking and he was marking his clothing. "I assume that everything went well Willie," I said. He said that everything was fine but he also cast a quick glance at the two youngest boys who all of a sudden seemed very interested in their lunch plates even though they were empty. I let it go assuming that whatever it was had gotten resolved. "Tonight's dinner is formal boys and dinner will be at 6 sharp." I'd had them participate in 2 formal dinners so far and they had done fairly well. This would be the first one for Jesse and I was anxious to see how he did because it might give me some insight about his upbringing. The boy in question chose to enter the kitchen at that moment to a chorus of greetings. Lunch finished I herded the boys outside and we took a little tour of the property just to see how things were progressing. Gated, fenced, and hedged my house sat on about 4 acres of land, all that was left of the 40 acres that it had been when Edgar was Willie's age. Almost as soon as we started walking Mathias sidling up to me and slipped an arm around my waist so I draped mine across his narrow shoulders. 10 minutes after that it was Tobias in that spot and 10 minutes after that it was Willie. We wandered the entire property making note of things, what needed to be done and when. We noted what flowers and plants were doing well and what needed to be culled. All in all we were out traipsing about for almost 2 hours during which every boy but Jesse had walked at my side. I wondered what might be going on with that boy. "Can we go swimming Lucian," Mathias asked, his request accompanied by a chorus of yeah's. We headed back toward the house and 10 minutes later the boys were stripping their clothes off and laying them neatly in the chairs that sat along one wall under the windows that were now un-boarded. Everybody, that is, except Jesse who stood off to one side and watched. I couldn't quite place the expression on his face but it was closer to fear than excitement. "Are you going to swim Jesse," I asked him. By that time Mathias was jumping into the water. Jesse shook his head, rather vehemently I thought. I asked why and he shook his head. "Come on Lucian, Jesse, come in the pool," Mathias called out as Tobias and Frankie both jumped in. "Well, let's just sit here and watch. Is that okay?" The boy nodded his head and we both sat down. Jesse seemed to focus on the two older boys as they finally got naked. Willie turned toward us, his wonderful naked boyhood in clear view, asking if we were going to swim. "Not today I think," I told him. The boy nodded his head then dove into the pool. The boys frolicked and laughed and swam about. I wondered if maybe that was part of it, that Jesse didn't know how to swim so I asked him. I got a head nod from him. "I can teach you if you'd like Jesse." He shook his head. After a little more discussion I discerned that he was embarrassed by the fact that he couldn't swim and didn't feel like he wanted to learn in front of the rest of the boys. "Okay, look," I said turning toward him. "You know that one of the boys stays with me every night." He nodded his head. "I don't know if you want to be part of that or not but you're certainly welcome to, in fact I sort of encourage it because it gives me the chance to spend quality time with each of the boys and I'd like to be able to do that for you as well. In any case, if you choose to stay the night, how about if I teach you to swim, just you and me?" The boy shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe," he said in a very soft voice. This, I thought to myself, was a troubled boy and I hoped that at some point he was going to trust me enough to talk with me about it. Jesse and I watched in silence as the boys played and it became obvious, at least to me, that they were starting to engage in some grab ass. It wasn't long before Mathias got out of the pool and revealed a stone hard cock with Tobias right behind him, also hard as a rock. I glanced at Jesse who was staring open mouthed. Mathias dropped to his knees in front of Tobias and began sucking the 11 year olds' cock. Willie and Edward cheered the little boy on then Edward got out of the pool, his cock standing tall and proud in front of his taut belly. He stepped over to the 2 boys and Mathias immediately turned his head and took the older boys' cock into his mouth and began paying homage to it while stroking his own little boner. Frankie got down onto the concrete and put his head in Mathias' lap and did to him what Mathias was doing to Edward. Jesse seemed shocked by the sex show going on less than 15 feet from us and it seemed clear that he wasn't unaffected by it for his hand began pushing at the front of his trousers. Willie pulled himself up and sat at the pools edge at the shallow end across from us with his legs spread, his cock sticking up in the air between his pale thighs. Franked went to the boy and, still in the water, leaned in and started sucking Willie off. "They don't care that we're watching them," Jesse asked. Before I could answer Mathias called out to me. "Come on Lucian; let me suck your big cock." Jesse looked me in the eyes, then at the front of my trousers, his question about sex with the boys seemingly answered. Further confirmation came a second later when the youngest boy of the group suggested that I fuck him right there at the edge of the pool. "Can I go upstairs Lucian," Jess asked. I looked at him for a second then nodded my head. "I'll go up with you." He shook his head and said, "You don't have to Lucian. I mean if you want to, you know, stay and..." He let the sentence trail off. Instead of answering him directly I called out to Willie that Jesse and I were going upstairs and we'd see the boys when they were finished. When Jesse stood up it was clear that he was hard although he turned away from me right away. Upstairs I got us each a coca cola and went outside to sit in the shade. Neither of us said anything for a moment. "Are they always like Lucian?" I asked what he meant. "So ready to be sexy." I didn't know how to answer that so said, "Something bothers you about that?" Jesse shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know. We were sitting close so I asked if I could put my arm around his shoulder and he nodded his head so I did and then pulled gently on him. The boy leaned over and let his head rest on my shoulder. "Yes Jesse, the boys tend to be a little exuberant in their behavior some times and yes as you can see it does get sexual. They have no problem expressing that and honestly I don't have a problem with it either. And yes, most of the time I play with them but you have to understand, they invited me into their play. Needless to say I went willingly but what you need to know is that you aren't expected to follow their behavior and if you choose not to neither them or I will think any differently of you. You will continue to be just as welcome in my home regardless. Do you understand?" He nodded his head but barely. "I meant what I said about teaching you to swim if you want to, whether you spend the night or not and if you choose to spend the night you aren't required to engage in sex with me in fact you don't even have to sleep in my bed. I have12 more bedrooms you could choose from." "Okay Lucian, thank you," he said so softly that I barely heard him. I took my arm from across his shoulders but he continue to lean against me so I put it back and felt him snuggle in a little more. "You miss this don't you Jesse," I said quietly, "physical affection, being held." He nodded his head gently. He was quiet and didn't move and then I felt the gentle undulation of his body and knew the boy was crying. I hugged him a little tighter and his bottle of coke fell from his hand and he turned put his full body against mine, his head pressed into my chest and hugged me ferociously. He sobbed quietly but sob he did. I wrapped both arms around him, one against his head, holding it gently. I cooed softly to him, told him it was going to be okay, we would take care of him and love him as much as he needed to be loved. Giselle popped her head out the door as if to ask me something but I quickly waved her away. Jesse finally stopped sobbing and loosened his grip on me somewhat and eventually let go completely, as did I. He turned back to face forward. "I'm sorry Lucian I dropped my soda and wasted it," he said, bending over to pick it up and salvage what he could. I told him not to worry about it, it wasn't important. Dinner went along just fine and I discovered that Jesse fairly well knew the various place settings, which fork or spoon to use and overall gave a good showing of himself. I wondered if he was going to share his previous life with me but that would be up to him. I wouldn't ask. I had the younger boys place their napkin the neck of their shirts, a behavior that I found primitive but they were boys after all and I didn't relish the idea of having to buy new shirts just because they stained the ones they had from food. Jesse placed his napkin in his lap and for the entire 5 course meal I didn't once have to remind him to keep his elbow off the table. It was getting on toward 7:30 by the time we finished and the boys changed into their original clothes and were ready to head back home to auntie Ahn's. I was sitting in the library enjoying the peace and quiet. According to my reckoning it would be Edward spending the night and I was looking forward to it. He was a warm affectionate boy who enjoyed getting fucked as much as he liked fucking so I was thinking and wondering how the evening was going to go. I was quite startled when I heard Jesse's voice behind me. "I hope its okay that I am spending the night Lucian and not Edward." His voice carried a tentative tone to it. I turned around in my chair as he came up alongside me. "Well of course it is Jesse, you're always welcome." He thanked me and sat in the wing chair next to me. He was quiet so I complimented him on his table etiquette and said that it looked like he'd had some experience at formal dining. I wasn't sure just what the expression was that crossed his face meant but it was joy and laughter. "Yes Lucian, that would be correct, I have." Silence for awhile. "We have a few hours before we should turn in Jesse. Is there anything you'd like to do?" He finally smiled, just a little one, and nodded his head. "I think I'd like to take you up on your offer to teach me how to swim." I acknowledged his statement and asked if he'd like to wait a little bit or go down to the pool right then. Jesse said he didn't need to wait. Downstairs we undressed and while Jesse basically tossed his clothing in a pile I draped mine nicely. So it was that when I finally dropped my briefs and turned to face him the boy was already fully naked and waiting for me. Jesse stared unashamedly at my cock and I his. The boy amazed me. Of course I'd seen boys like him but they were very few and very far between. The first thing was that he was hung like a boy 2-3 years older than he. Soft, his circumcised cock was about 6 inches, moderately thick and circumcised. His balls were medium to large sized and seemed to be at full hang or close to it, one nice sized egg hanging lower than the other. All of this was below a torso that was very well defined despite his being somewhat stocky. The second thing was that there wasn't a hair to be seen anywhere below his neck. He was as smooth as a newborn babe. I'd seen men who shaved their pubis, a few boys who had, but that didn't appear to be the case with Jesse. He had yet to develop the requisite body hair to go along with his plumbing. "Gosh Lucian you're thing is huge," he said softly, his large brown eyes staring at me. "It's as..." and he stopped. I chose not to ask what he was going to say, instead saying, "Well for what it's worth Jesse you're very well put together as well. Come on then, let's see if we can get you swimming. "Umm, actually that was a bit of a lie. I know how to swim Lucian I just felt uncomfortable taking my clothes off in front of the boys. I feel different because I'm sort of big for my age but I have no hairs there." "Aahhh, I see. That's understandable Jesse. So now you just want to swim is that it?" He shook his head and said that what he really wanted, actually needed, was to bathe. "All you needed to do was say so Jesse; we can do that upstairs." There was no need to get dressed since there was no one else in the house except Giselle and I knew that she would be ensconced in her rooms on the 3rd floor. 5 minutes later we were upstairs in my bedroom. I asked if he minded that I showered with him since I always performed that ablution prior to going to bed. He said that was fine with him. In the shower I offered to wash his back, which he agreed to. I reached into the soap jar and scooped out two fingers worth of the scented stuff. Edgar's mother had a skin condition as well as a great deal of pain in her hands so had her own soap made and instead of a bar it was more like the consistency of soft lard and kept in a wide mouthed jar. I rubbed my hands together to spread the stuff then started at Jesse's shoulders and worked all the way down onto the top portion of his incredible butt. Back at the top I proceeded to massage the boys' shoulders which earned me a deep sigh followed by a moan of pleasure. "Do you mind if I finish the job Jesse, wash your entire body," I asked him. In a very soft voice he said okay. Staying behind him I dropped down and from his feet to his butt without going inside his gluteal cleavage. I re-soaped and did his front including his arms but still from behind him. The boy rested against me while I washed his chest and belly and all the way down to his smooth pubis but didn't touch his boy stuff. I then did his hair, gently scrubbing his scalp and got more soft moans of pleasure. I got him rinsed off, turning his back to the shower head and saw that he'd gotten about a third of the way hard, his cock stretching out to an easy 7 to 7½ inches. "Lucian, you didn't do my butt or my stuff," he said when I finished rinsing him. "I didn't want to go there without your permission Jesse." "It's okay Lucian, you have my permission." I soaped my hands again and stood behind the boy and put both hands down under his balls and washed upward, dragging the sac of eggs up then moving my hands one over the other to soap his crotch and his balls causing him to moan deeply. I moved upward and took hold of his cock, now fully hardened, and gripped the stiff shaft in soapy fingers and slid right up over the swollen head. "Oohhh gosh," Jesse sighed as I worked his intensely sensitive boyhood parts. I continued to work there with one hand while the other went behind him and washed his magnificent butt cheeks and as I slipped into the crack he moved one foot outward to give me better access to his puckered muscle. I moved my soapy fingers back and forth over the tight little bud and worked the very tip just inside the muscle a little bit. My cock was fully hardened as well, standing upright and pressed against Jesse's hip. I started to pull my hands from between his cheeks and from under his balls when he turned to face me. "Take me to your bed and love me Lucian. Please, right now; will you?" The expression on his smooth young face was one of need, not lust. I nodded my head. While Jesse rinsed I quickly washed my crotch front to back and my armpits. I glanced at Jesse while I washed and was amazed once again at the size of his cock standing tall and proud in front of his flat belly. His balls hung even lower than before because of the heat of the shower and swung freely as the boy moved. He got out while I rinsed and quickly began drying himself off with one of the towels I'd place on the rack. Jesse dried very quickly, a boy seemingly on a mission. I suspected that it had something to do with his story, something to do with why he "was on the lam." I got out, dried off and found Jesse already in the bed and under the covers. I climbed in alongside of him and the immediately moved in to me. "Can you hold me Lucian?" I reached out and he melted into my arms and held onto me as if his life was in danger. I held him just as tightly and could practically feel his heart beating against my chest. I could definitely feel his raging hard cock against my belly. We lay like that for a good 3-4 minutes before he reached down and took hold of my cock. "Can you put this in my bottom Lucian, right now." I told him that might hurt him but Jesse was adamant. "It's okay Lucian, please, I need it in me." He wasn't begging but pretty close to it. I surmised that the boy had some deep longing that I wasn't aware of and that longing probably wasn't only about getting fucked. It was more than that. I reached up to my headboard and popped open the secret compartment and pulled out the tube of KY and a hand towel. I quickly smeared my cock with the stuff and before I could even ask Jesse if he wanted me to do his hole and threw one leg over my waist then knelt above me. Reaching behind himself he took hold of my cock and placed it against his hole then sat down, forcing the head through his tight little muscle. "Agghhh," he cried out but didn't stop. He continued to lower himself until he was sitting on my lap, my cock shoved all the way up inside his ass and the expression on his face wasn't one of intense pleasure. Once seated, he leaned forward and laid on me and put his arms around my neck. "Hold me like this for a minute please Lucian." I wrapped my arms around his body, one high on his back and the other lower. Jesse sighed heavily as if this was exactly what he needed for his life to be perfect. I had no qualms about it; I was buried deep inside of him and it felt great to me. I could feel Jesse's cock pressed against my belly and it didn't feel like it had lost any of its tumescence. I began to move my hands, slowly rubbing his back and down onto the glorious mounds of his 12 year old butt. I heard him moan very softly, a moan of pleasure and not pain. In a few minutes Jesse began to move his butt from side to side and to and fro grinding his cock against me. I heard his breathing change and little groans coming from deep in his throat. I kept both hand on his butt, kneading and squeezing, separating the twin globes and letting them come back together. Finally Jesse moved into a sitting position, placed his hands on my chest and began to move up and down. He looked down at me through eyes were mere slit as he rose and fell on my cock. Then his head went backwards and he moaned loudly. His up and down movements changed at times. On the down stroke he moved his hips forward which caused my pole to wiggle around inside of his bowels. He reached behind himself and felt where my cock had entered his body then went lower and cupped my balls then put his hands back on my chest and started moving again. "My legs are getting tired Lucian, can you get me on my back and still stay inside of me?" His voice had deepened, which was no surprised. I said that I could so we started the process until I got into the kneeling position. At that point Jesse said that he wanted to stay there for a moment. He rested against me, his head on my shoulder and arms around my back. I held him to me, reveling in the feel of his body, the warmth of him, and his soft skin against mine. I could feel his cock pressed against my belly and I ran my hands up and down his back, onto his butt, and just held the boy. I wondered what was going on with him because clearly something was. "I was supposed to be doing this a few months ago," he whispered in my ear so softly that I had to strain to hear him. "And then he was taken away from me." I felt his body shudder slightly and then the dampness of his tears on my shoulder and dripping onto my chest. I hugged him a little tighter, wanting to comfort him, wanting him to know what I was there to help and protect him; to love him. As he continued to weep silently I wondered what had happened to hurt the boy so badly. Judging from what he'd said I assumed that some disaster had stricken Jesse or the "he" that he had mentioned. "I'm okay now Lucian; can you go ahead and lay me down please?" My answer was to gently lower the boy onto his back then place my palms on the bed alongside his chest and look down onto his tear streaked face. "Make love to me Lucian." And that is what I did. I stayed where I was at, propped above him, watching his facial expression change as feelings ebbed and flowed through his body. Sometimes his were open and other times they were closed. I kept up a steady rhythm of pulling out and pushing back inside of him, the feelings in my own body ebbing and flowing as well. As things picked up for both of us I stopped and slipped my arms underneath his legs and rocked onto his lower back and began to love him with fervor. Jesse moaned, and grunted as I thrust deep into his body, my balls whacking against his butt. His hands were resting on my fore arms and at times his fingers gripped them, again, a reflection of the intensity of what the boy was feeling. I leaned my head down to kiss him and Jesse met me half way, planting his mouth against mine, putting his arms around my neck as if to keep me from getting away. When he finally broke it and lay back on the bed he said, "Make me cum Lucian. Make me cum and I'll pretend it's Stevie." I didn't respond to the name, there would be time for that afterwards as we lay in the afterglow of love making. I picked up speed and pulled out farther and slammed in harder. Jesse began moaning again and I felt own impending explosion. "Oh yes Stevie, oh yes; it's there oh god it's..." and then the boy let out an almost feral growl. I felt his asshole clench against my cock as he came and it took me over the edge as well. I felt my cock begin to pulse jet after jet of sperm into the boy, growling and groaning along with him. I fucked him harder, I pushed into him and held myself there and ground my ass in circles and went back to fucking him, entering him from different angles to create even more feelings for the both of us. The peak lasted maybe 15 seconds and then I slowed down. I continued to move in and out of him for another minute or so then stopped. I leaned my head down and kissed his, causing him to jerk slightly because his eyes had been closed but he responded quickly, kissing me back in tender little kisses. I finally stopped but didn't pull out, knowing what that loss felt like. I was panting hard as was Jesse and together we came down off the high that we had ridden together. I maneuvered back onto my hands then held his legs back and moved to a keeling position, still deep inside of the boy. Looking down I saw 3 or 4 streaks of cum on the boys' chest and upper belly and a puddle of the stuff in and around his belly button. The boy was making a generous amount of sperm. Jesse finally opened his eyes and shot me a lazy grin. He didn't say anything for a moment then finally, "That was everything that I had expected it to be or wanted it to be Lucian. Thank you so much." "I'm glad that it was baby," I said softly. Jesse got a pained expression on his face for a moment. He saw the concern on my own face. "I'm sorry Lucian. That is what Stevie used to call me, his baby or just baby." I leaned over and kissed him gently. "Do you want to tell me about Stevie," I asked softly. He nodded his head so I waited. "He was a wonderful boy, almost 18 years old. We had been lovers for 3 or 4 months. I had been going inside of him, fucking him, and was ready to give myself to him. We were in my bedroom, both naked and Stevie was on the bed above me when my step father crashed the door in. He wasn't supposed to be home, he was supposed to be in New York on business. He burst into the room and jerked Stevie off the bed, calling him a child raper and me a slutty whore. He punched Stevie in the head and when he went onto the floor Reginald, my step father, started kicking him in the face, in the stomach, all over. He was yelling and said that he'd show Stevie what it felt like to get fucked up the ass by a real man and started to undo his trousers. I screamed at him and got off the bed and Reginald backhanded me across the face and my nose started to bleed heavily. I thought it was broken but it wasn't. "You're next you fucking little slut boy," he said and turned back around and started to take his trousers down. I grabbed a heavy brass candlestick from my night table and bashed him across the side of his head with it. He went down to his knees, blood pouring out all over the place. He looked at me with the most deadly expression I've ever seen before and said he was going to kill me. I slipped around him quickly then hit him again and again until he fell face down on the floor. There was blood everywhere Lucian. I killed him, he was just laying there not moving and bleeding like crazy. Stevie wasn't moving either and his face was a mass of blood and I knew that Reginald had beaten him to death. I went to my bathroom and grabbed a small towel and tried to get my nose to stop bleeding. When it finally did stop I checked on Stevie and Reginald and they hadn't moved an inch and I couldn't tell if they were breathing or not. I got dressed and grabbed a small pouch of money that I'd saved from birthdays and such and I ran away Lucian. Reginald was a very powerful man and I knew that I'd go to jail for the rest of my life for killing him. Nobody was going to believe me, especially not with Stevie lying naked and dead in my bedroom. I had to run away Lucian, I had to. I've been gone for 5 months and scared every single day that I was going to be caught and sent back. Auntie Ahn saw me begging for food and took me in and here I am now." At that moment my cock had shrunk enough to squish out of Jesse's ass and despite the seriousness of the situation the boy giggled. I grabbed the hand towel that I kept for such occasions and wiped the boy's sperm from his torso, somewhat amazed at the amount of liquid that he'd produced. Finished I crawled back in alongside him and we lay there facing each other. Jesse moved in closer and kissed me softly on the lips. "How would it be if I were to make some discrete inquiries about the incident? It's entirely possible that no one is dead, that you didn't kill anyone nor did Reginald. The only way to find out is to ask." I could see that the notion worried him a great deal so went on. "It is really quite easy to do without anyone really knowing that anyone is asking let alone who might be doing the asking. I think it would be in your best interest to find out for sure. Besides I would imagine that your mother is worried sick about you." The mention of his mother grieving over him appeared to cause Jesse a great deal of grief as well. "That would be okay Lucian as long as no one knows that it's me that's asking." "Please trust me Jesse. I have some experience in things like this." "I do trust you Lucian. That is why I told you all of this." He was quiet for a long moment then very softly said, "Will you love me again Lucian? I need to be loved." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Ahn boys: Mathias-7 Frankie-8 Tobias- 11 Jesse -12 Edward-13 barely Willie 13-1/2