Date: Sat, 4 Jun 2022 13:23:11 -0400 From: James Karvonen Subject: Andy's Story : The Search For Meaning - 9 We hung around Piedmont Park for about an hour or so after the parade was over. Since the arts and craft festival was going on full swing we visited a couple of the stands viewing some of the paintings and crafts that were being on display. We watched a Country rock band called Country Express giving a free live concert that was being performed live on a stage, so we kept ourselves pretty busy. All the while we walked and talked basically enjoying each other's company. Not only that but we were getting to know each other even better which was important in building up a relationship. Since the festival was getting really crowded that late in the afternoon too the point that we had to actually carefully work our way through the crowd with our bicycles, leave the park for now. Besides Kevin had to be home for dinner by 6:00. "You want to cycle home with me to see where I live? It's not really that far from here, maybe about a half of mile or so." Kevin asked. "Sure. And then since tomorrow is Sunday if we get decide to get together again I can show you where I live." I said. "That sounds good to me. I really like you Andy." Kevin smiled. "The feeling is mutual, I really like you." I winked. Leaving Piedmont Park, we took a left on Piedmont Avenue and cycled for about ten blocks or so until we got to Ponce De Leon. Making another left we cycled another couple of blocks too the Atlanta Transitional Center, a halfway house for men who had been in prison and would soon be released on parole or max out from their prison sentence. The Transitional Center at one time use to be a hotel before the Georgia Department of Corrections took it over back in the 70s. We made a left on a narrow downhill street besides the Transitional Center and cycled for another four or five blocks through a network of several three story brick apartments buildings in a heavily wooded area finally reaching that apartment unit that Kevin lived in with his family. "That's the building I live in with my family, right over there. Apartment number 101." Kevin pointed. "You want to come in and meet my family?" Kevin asked. I sighed. "I don't know that would be advisable right now. As much as I would like to meet them this early in the game they may not approve of me. After all I am a teenager four years older then you are. That's quite an age difference." "Yeah, I see what you mean. My parents can sometimes be overprotective of me and my little brother and I really don't want anything to mess up our friendship." "Me either, but thanks for the invitation." I said. "So where do you want to meet tomorrow?" Kevin excitedly asked. "Why don't we meet at the stone pillars at the entrance of Piedmont Park." I suggested. "And then I can take you over to my apartment. My father is away on a business trip and the only one home would be Matt my father's live in boyfriend. And even then, Matt might not be home because he goes to Georgia Tech and this is final exam week. He might be at the Georgia Tech library studying. So we could have the place all to ourselves." "Your father has a live in boy friend, is he Gay?" Kevin asked. "No, he's bisexual. He was married for over fifteen years to my mum, but their divorced and my mum lives in England now." I explained. "Oh." Kevin nodded. "So I'll see you tomorrow , let's say around 1:00." I proposed. "Sounds good to me." Kevin nodded. "By the way are you going to the fireworks at the Piedmont Park tonight?" "I would like to, but I doubt it. My parents don't like crowds and Piedmont Park is not the safest place at night." "Oh well, I'll see you tomorrow then." I said. "At 1:00." And with that last statement he cycled off. Yes, I thought as I turned my bike around and headed back up the hill to Ponce De Leon. We hit it off really good today. I just hoped and prayed that this would be the sign of good things to come. As always the firework display at Piedmont Park was spectacular. It lasted a good hour so I didn't get back to my apartment until almost 10:00 that evening. I realized then that I really didn't live all that far away from where Kevin lived. I would judge that the distance between my apartment and Kevin's apartment was about three quarters of a mile if that. All in all Atlanta is a pretty compact city with Peachtree Street the center of the city. Matt was in the apartment when I walked in. He was sitting in front of the large screen TV watching College football. Georgia Tech was playing Clemson at Clemson and Tech was getting an ass beating, loosing to Clemson, 42 to 17 in the fourth quarter. When I walked into the apartment l could tell by Matt's expression that he wasn't very happy about the outcome of the game thus far. Taking off my shirt because I was kind of hot from cycling home after the fireworks, I tossed it to the side and sat down on the couch besides Matt. Adding a fuel to the fire mainly to playfully irritate Matt, I said, "I see that Tech is getting another ass whooping from Clemson." Matt looked at me. "What do you know about College Football?" "I know that Tech will never beat Clemson." I laughed. "You better watch yourself or I'll fuck the hell out of you after the game is over." He grumbled. "I hadn't had a good ass fucking in quite a while so I'll be ready for it." I laughed. "So how was your day today hotshot?" Matt asked. "Real good." "Did you get to see the Gay Pride Parade?" Matt asked. "Sure did and I met this real neat kid at the parade." I said. "Oh really. What's the kids name?" "Kevin, Kevin Harris. I'm bringing him over tomorrow." "Oh, too bad I won't be here. To much studying to do. I hate final exam week. By the way, how old is this kid, thirteen, fourteen?" "He's ten." I said. "Ten!" Matt exclaimed. "You're picking them kind of young, aren't you?" "I was ten when you and dad took me in and got me involved with your fun and games. And besides I didn't pick him, he picked me." "Don't forget, that was what you wanted right?" Matt emphasized. I nodded. "Yes that was what I wanted." I replied. "Yeah, I know. Besides he was at the parade and he admitted that he was gay." "At ten years old?" "That's how old I was when I knew that I was gay." "True." Matt nodded. We watched the last quarter in silence. At the end of the game the final score was 49 to 14, Clemson. "Yaaahhhh." I shouted irritating Matt even more. "Alright hotshot, you asked for it and now you're going to get it!" He reached over towards me and started tickling my ribs running his wiggling fingertips up and down along my rib cage and stomach. Breaking out in laughter I squirmed and wiggled on the couch moving this way and that way. I tried to fight him off but he was too strong for me. The next thing I knew Matt actually lifted me up over his shoulder and carried me out of the living room into the master bedroom. He tossed me over onto my back on top of the bed. I was still laughing when he yanked off my tennis shoes then reaching down with both hands looped them around the waistband of my shorts pulling them off. My underpants came off next and I found myself lying across the bed naked with the exception of my socks. Already my now adult size penis had become rock hard angling upwards almost 6" in veiny length from my small thatch of pubic hair. He reached down and making a tight fist around my shaft gave it an almost painful squeeze. "You must be thinking about your new boyfriend now huh?" He chortled. "No, nooo!" I squealed my teenage voice cracking a little. "Well, are you." He laughed squeezing my shaft a little harder causing it to involuntary flex. I could feel the excitement slowly rising upwards within my loins. "We just met today." I laughed. Letting go of my shaft Matt said, "Since your father is not here and I'm feeling exceptionally horny tonight and because Georgia Tech lost, let me give you something to think about." He growled. And then he started to pull his clothes off. I already knew what he meant when he said let me give you something to think about. And if the truth were to be known, I was feeling exceptionally horny tonight as well. It's not like Matt had ever fucked me before. In the three years since I started getting sexually involved with my father and Matt, Matt had fucked me numerous of times, more so then my father. And I didn't mind being fucked, as a matter of fact I enjoyed it. So I was more then willing for Matt to have his way with me. I laid there across the bed with both of my legs spread apart hanging over the side of the mattress. I made no effort to move because after what happen today I was more then ready for a little action. Matt stripped butt ass naked then walked into the bathroom returning with a tube of KY gel. Unscrewing the cap he squeezed a dollop of KY into the palm of his hand then greased up his almost 7"inch erection. When he finished he squeezed a little more onto the tips of his forefinger and middle finger then approaching me as I was laid there lifted my legs up so they were hinged over his broad shoulders the heels of my feet touching the middle of his back. Jutting out the two greased up middle fingers he thrusted then all the way to the third knuckle into my gaping bottom hole. He twisted his deeply impaled fingers around then started pushing them in and out stimulating my prostate numerous times in the process causing my now straining dick to flex hard again and again. Pre-cum started oozing from the tip of my now protruding deeply blushed glans like crazy. Within seconds I found myself on the verge of cumming all over the place. Quickly he twisted his deeply impaled fingers out of me then grasped his rigid greased up erection. He aimed his thick veiny length for the gaping target and hit it. Bull's-eye! I could feel his rigid almost 7" inch length sinking balls deep into me until his thick bush of pubic hair was now mashing against my still somewhat bubbly ass cheeks. Grabbing my hips with both hands and squeezing hard then started to piston in and out of me. I let out a cry as the whole world around me exploded into one intense orgasm. Ropes of my thick white cum cascaded out of me hitting Matt's chest and stomach as he was leaning over me kissing me hungrily on my face and lips. I must have involuntarily farted a couple of times because it was feeling so good. My twitching asshole started sucking in even deeper his impaled length bringing him off into his own intense gut wrenching orgasm. I could feel his gushing cum filling me up to the brim and even leaking out of my twitching stretched ringlet. Before long all good things came to an end. He kissed me a couple more times thrusting his tongue into my mouth to spar wetly with my tongue then lifted off pulling his now flaccid penis out of my bottom hole. Lifting my legs off of his shoulders he said, "You're one hell of a fuck Andy there can be no denying that fact." And then he went into the bathroom to take a shower. I just laid there in my afterglow thinking about how good that fuck had been and then my thoughts started centering back onto Kevin. With Kevin as far as having sex with him was concerned I didn't want to rush into anything with him. Sex was really secondary as far as my future relationship with Kevin was concerned. I liked him as a person, not a sex object and I'm sure he felt the same way about me. Deep down inside I wanted him to be the little brother that I never had and if sex eventually became part of our future relationship then so be it. That would be an added bonus that I definitely would enjoy. When Matt came out of the shower about a half hour later I decided that I needed a shower myself. I went on ahead and took a shower then went on to bed. I was definitely looking forwards to being with Kevin tomorrow and bringing him here to show him where I lived. The next day I met Kevin at the stone pillars at the entrance of Piedmont Park. We talked for a while before cycling over to my apartment located less then a quarter of a mile from Piedmont Park. The apartment that I lived in was on the fifth floor so instead of walking up the stairwell we took the elevator. "This apartment is sure fancy, a lot better then the rundown apartment that I live in. Your dad must be rich to live in an apartment like this." Kevin said. "Yeah, he's pretty well off." I replied. "Do you have a swimming pool here?" Kevin asked. "It's on the roof. It's indoors so you can swim in it year round. I very rarely use it though. I'm really not into swimming that much because I don't have that many friends here to go swimming with, but don't get me wrong, I know how to swim. If you want though you can bring your bathing suit with you when you come over to visit and we'll go swimming together." "Cool, I'd like that." Kevin smiled. Getting out of the elevator we headed down the hallway to my apartment. Using the key and password we entered the apartment. I thought Matt would be home but he wasn't which was alright with me. Nana had weekends off and wasn't there either so it was just me and Kevin. I showed Kevin around the apartment and he was pretty impressed, especially by how large my bedroom was compared to his bedroom. We played video games for a while on my X- box then watched the Falcon's football game that was going on on our large flat screen TV. Around 4:30 Kevin said that he had to leave to get home on time for dinner. All in all it had been a great day just being with Kevin. And those days continued through the weeks and the month that followed. Sex hadn't even been brought into the picture yet. We were just good friends who enjoyed being with each other. But that all changed a week before Kevin's eleventh birthday on December 21st. It was on a Saturday and once again when Kevin came over to the apartment we had the place to ourselves. I was really in love with Kevin and all the while since our relationship began after the Gay Pride Parade I wanted to show Kevin the love that I had for him. And in a way I felt sure that he wanted to take out relationship a step even further. So on that particular day once we were in my apartment I placed both hands on his shoulders and looked deeply into his eyes. He kind of smiled at me when I did that. "Kevin, I have something that I want to tell you." "Sure, what is it?" He said almost eagerly. "I believe I'm in love with you." I softly said. And then before he could even answer I leaned forwards and kissed him tenderly on his warm moist lips. I wasn't sure what his response would be after I kissed him. When he kissed me back my heart did a flip flop. That was the response that I was looking for. And then right then and there I knew that today would be the day that the relationship that we had together would go several steps farther.....