Date: Sat, 21 Sep 2002 12:31:07 +0800 From: Larry Flint Subject: My Nephew Mike (part 2) My Nephew Mike by Phangasm Please read disclaimer on part 1 PART 2 - Mike's Buddy It was only Wednesday. I worked from 7 to 3 but there was simply nothing to do after work. I would come home, but since Mike was out of town, I was bored silly. Fuck, I thought, the kid isn't gonna be back until Friday, I gotta do something or I'll go nuts. I decided to clean the house from top to bottom, starting with every piece of dirty laundry in the place. I donned my shorts (without undies, much more comfortable) and a tee shirt and set to work. The first place I looked was Mike's room. I opened the door and shook my head...it looked as though a tornado carrying only clothes had been through the room. I had taught him well, being the "fucking pig" he frequently called me. There were boy-sized jeans, shorts, tee shirts and shirts strewn about everywhere. Plus my favorite, roughly six pair of white boy-sized BVD briefs. I picked up a pair from the top of the TV, of all places, put them to my face and inhaled deeply. "ahhhhhhhhhh yes! That's my boy!" I said aloud. I quickly picked up every piece of clothing I could find and tossed them into the basket I had brought with me. Next stop, bathroom, where I found 2 sets of my own clothes and more of Mikes....including 3 more pair of undies. "Fuck," I said to no one, "I'll have to ask him if he has any underwear at home...geez!" After a tour through my own bedroom and the living room, where Mike and I enjoyed shucking off sweats, shorts and shirts to enjoy TV in our underwear, I had roughly 5 loads to wash and dry. Sitting at the kitchen table folding the first load, I decided to take a break. I grabbed a Coke and sat outside on the porch, watching traffic and kids on bikes go by. I thought about Mike and what would happen next. The sex could only get more exciting but would I be able to stay sane? Probably not...but if I was gonna drive myself crazy, this was definitely the way to do it! "Heeeeey Chad-Man!" a kid voice shouted. I looked to where the voice came from and saw Mike's pal Joey riding his bike down the walk. "Heeeey Joe-boy," I replied, completing our usual greeting, "How ya doin' kid?" "Pretty good," he said "Mike around?" "Nope, Minneapolis." "Aw shit, thats right...I forgot. Be back Friday, right?" "Yep, sure will....kinda bored without the little shit bugging me." "Yeah, me too," he said and laughed, "Gonna be pretty bored myself until Friday." "Want a Coke?" I asked, "it's pretty hot." I was not sure where I was going with this, but ever since Mike told me that Joey wanted to see me "sans clothes" I was curious as hell. I thought if I could at least get him to come in for a minute, I could watch him, see what he does and check him out at the same time. "I wouldn't want to bother you." "What were we just talking about, huh?" I kidded. "We're both bored shitless because our buddy is out of town. How the hell will that bother me?" "Yeah," he said, flushing a bit red, "Ok, sure." "Cool, c'mon up." He climbed off his bike and walked up, I opened the door for him. As he walked past I looked down and checked out his cute little ass. The shorts he was wearing didn't reveal much due to their bagginess, but his ass still stuck out nicely. I went to the fridge and got him a Coke and we sat down at the table and began making small talk...the weather - fuckin' hot, the Cubs dismal season and on and on. He was wearing a tee-shirt that he had probably outgrown a year ago. It fit him like an extra set of skin. I could see the outline of his chest, his hot nipples. He was slightly bigger than Mike, he would turn 13 just days after Mike turned 12. God he was so hot! What are you doing? I thought to myself, You can't seriously be thinking about..... But I was. I couldn't help it. I had been thinking about how Mike said Joey wanted to see me naked. I thought I would strip with them the next time he stayed with us. But he's here right now. If I could think up a way to get naked....nothing wrong with making that happen, just to see what he does, of course. Nothing more than that. Of course. Bingo. Suddenly I had an idea that would give him his wish. I reached for my soda and clumsily tipped it forward, sending a flood of Coke into my lap. "Oh Shit!!" I cried. "Fuckin' A!" I hopped up from the table, my hands out to my sides Joey was busy hiding his mouth behind his hand, snorting..trying like hell not to laugh. "So, you think that's pretty cute, do ya?" I asked. The damn burst and he laughed until tears squirted from his eyes. He finally started to calm down and I said, "These are toast, you know." pointing to my shorts. That got him started again. "Ok, laughing boy, I gotta change. You wanna hand me that dishtowel over by the sink?" I said as I reached for a pair freshly laundered shorts, which were laying in the laundry basket on the table. Man, clean shorts right here! This could not have worked better if I'd planned it this way. Joey seen me reaching for the shorts and his blue eyes widened before turning away to get the towel. I did not know how far I could take this, but the look on his face alone was worth the trouble of getting doused with pop. I stripped out of my shorts as the boy walked toward me. I was already half hard from thinking about his handsome chest and how I could make him moan if I touched it. I thought he was gonna drop the towel. He stood there, towel in hand, unable to take his gaze off my manhood. "Uh, Joe...could I have the towel, buddy?" "Oh...shit, uh.....sorry man.....here." He handed me the towel, his face flushing bright red. "That's ok, dude." I said, hoping he wouldn't get nervous and flee. "Geez, looks like the shirt got it, too." I said, pulling the tee-shirt over my head. There I stood, buck naked in front of the boy. Joey could do nothing but stare, his face flushing ten shades of red. Even in his embarrasment, the part of him he could not control was at work. His shorts began to tent out in the front. I could not believe the thoughts crossing my mind. Oh, fuck. No way! You're pitchin' a tent, boy! Man, it looks like the little fucker's hung for 12. He didn't seem to notice at first, then he must have felt it, suddenly he looked down. I didn't think it would be possible for him to get more red in the face, but he managed it as he quickly sat down. I too had no control, the sight of his shorts bulging caused my manhood to stand out straight. I started to wipe the soda off my body. "Man, this is too sticky," I said, "I'm gonna need some water." I walked over to the sink and wet the dishtowel. I turned around and leaned against the counter and started to wipe myself down. The water felt great. Joey watched with interest...sitting down had not hidden his hardon, for his shorts still formed a tent. I rubbed the towel slowly over my chest even though the pop had not spilled there. "aaaaahhhhh, man," I said. "The cool water feels fuckin' good." I moved the towel down, closer to my rock-hard cock. The boy watched my hand and unconsiously licked his lips as I moved the towel over my cock and balls. This is so fucking hot! I thought, He's practically drooling! I gotta fucking have him....suck his fucking cock...christ! I threw out the bait. "That's quite a boner you've got there, Joe." I said calmly as I rubbed the terry cloth over my cock. "Huh.....ahh, what? He was so lost in what I was doing that he hadn't heard the question. "Nice boner, buddy." I said. He looked at me, his mouth moving but no words would come. He turned toward the table and looked down, not saying anything. I stopped washing myself . As I reached for my shorts I saw a tear slide down his face. Huh? What did I say? I thought. Whatever it was, it was the wrong thing. Shit, I've done it now!! I pulled the shorts over my now fading hardon and walked over to the boy, who was now starting to hitch and sob. "Hey hey hey," I said, placing my hand on his sholders. "What's the matter, buddy? I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by that, c'mon, don't cry." He sobbed all the harder. "What's wrong, buddy? c'mon, tell me." I pleaded. "You.......probably..." he hitched, unable to continue. "It's ok, buddy...calm down." I coaxed. He started again, "You probably think....I'm fuu...fuu..fuckin' weird, too. The boy broke down again. "What?!" I exclaimed, "Why would I think that, Joey....c'mon, you know we're buds!" "'Cause...cause I got a boner lookin' at ya" sobbed the boy. I couldn't believe it. He'd thought I was putting him down instead of coming onto him. "Joey, look at me." I put my hand under his chin and turned his face towards mine. "I'd NEVER think that. It's like I said, we're buds...we'll ALWAYS be buds. I think you got a stiffy cause you like the way I look, am I right?" I smiled. The boy tried to look down, but I had kept my hand under his chin and I wouldn't let him. I turned my smile into a grin. Finally he slowly nodded his head yes. "Hey, that's cool. I'm glad you like the way I look." I offered him a smile. Hmmmm, I thought, he said "you'll think I'm weird....'too'.... "What did you mean that I will think you're wierd.. too?" I asked. He didn't answer, so I prodded further. Who thinks you're wierd, Joe?" "My dad thinks I'm a wimp...he hardly talks to me he ha...ha..HATES ME!" the boy sobbed as he began crying again in earnest. "He calls me a worthless retard...mom won't do anything about it! I hate him! Fucking worthless bastard! He drinks all the time! They don't buy me or Billy nothin'. I take care of Billy the best I can......I'm wearing one of Billy's shirts right now cause mine are all trash." I did my best to fight back the tears and anger boiling inside. They call people like myself sick. All we want to do is bring love and happiness to a boy. Yet "parents" like these can legally raise a boy and we can't. The world sucks. "I wish I had someone who cares about me the way you do about Mike.....he's so lucky to have you." the boy sobbed. "You know what?" I said. He looked into my eyes, blinking away tears. "I care," I said, my voice trembling. "You are welcome here anytime you want...we're buds." Joey looked at me, not believing at first. "I care." I whispered, brushing his hair back from his forehead. The boys face crumpled and he fell into my arms wailing, I held him tight. "That's ok.......yeah, that's ok pal." I soothed. "Gonna be alright, I promise buddy." I picked him up and carried him into the living room. I don't think he noticed. I layed us down on the couch, his head still buried in my chest hair. I gently stroked his blond hair. He began to calm until finally his crying stopped altogether and was replaced with gentle snores. I carefully rolled him off me and put his arms by his sides. I got a fresh towel and wet it with lukewarm water and gently wiped his tear-stained face. He didn't stir. I went to my bedroom and pulled a clean t-shirt over my head and got a light sheet and a pillow from my bed. I went back to the couch and carefully removed Joey's shoes and placed them on the floor then covered the sleeping boy with the sheet. Very gently I lifted his head and placed the pillow under it. In the kitchen, I cleaned up the spilled pop and put my ruined clothes and the towels in with the next load to wash. I poured Joey's Coke down the drain and grabbed a fresh one for myself and proceeded to finish the laundry all the while thinking about Joey. Such a sweet kid didn't deserve such a life. I had to do something to change that. 2 hours later, I had finished and put away the laundry, the boy slept on. An hour after that, I started dinner. I cooked for two. "Joey" "Hey buddy.....gonna sleep all afternoon?" The boy stirred slightly. "Hey dude, you gotta be starvin', huh?" I ran my fingers through his blond hair. He opened his eyes. I smiled at him as my hand wandered down and carressed his cheek. He smiled. "Gotta pee." he said. "You know where it's at, bud." I got up off the couch and let him up...swatting his little behind as he passed. I went to tend to dinner as I heard the splash of urine hitting water in the half bathroom down the hall. I went to the fridge and grabbed a couple more cokes along with ketchup and mustard and sat it on the table. I then went to the stove where I had 4 cooked burgers on warm setting. I scooped the burgers out of the skillet and placed them on a plate as Joey reappeared. "Hungry buddy?" I asked "Starving!" he said. "You didn't have to, though." "Are you kidding?" I said. "I hate eating alone! It'll be great having some company." "Ok, cool." he said, smiling. I flipped a burger onto the bun on his plate. "Go to it, pal. All the fixens are here." I have never seen a kid eat so ravenously. 2 burgers disappeared in less than 10 minutes, along with two helpings of chips and a coke. "Geez, kiddo....not hungry, were ya?" He belched loudly, then looked at me like I might scold him for his rudeness. I laughed out loud. After a couple seconds he joined me. We laughed until tears ran down our faces. He had a musical laugh that was grand to hear after crying the way he did. He helped me gather up the dishes and place them in the sink. "Wanna go into the living room for a while?" I asked. "We could watch a movie or something...or do you have to be home?" "Nah," he said. "They don't care what I do. Half the time when I stay here with you and Mike, they have no idea where I am." We walked into the living room and sat on the couch. "Man," I said. "I had no idea, Joe. If you ever need anything....and I mean that. Anything. food, clothes...a place to hang or crash, you come to me. Got it?" "But, Chad man I wouldn't wanna be any hassle for yo......" I took his face in my hands. "Anything, anytime. Got it?" He looked as though he might cry again, but he simply repeated "Got it" and wraped his arms around me, placing his head on my shoulder. I stroked his beautiful blond hair. "We're buddies. A buddy would not let his friend go without." I said. "From now on, somebody cares." He did cry then, not as hard and long as the last time, but enough to wet my shirt. He finally pulled away, his blue eyes swollen from crying. I took my hand and wiped away his tears. I looked down at my shirt. "Man," I said grinning. "How many shirts am I gonna go through today?" Joey giggled. I got up off the couch and picked up the cordless phone. "I don't care if they don't care, I want you to at least call and tell them what you're up to." I handed him the phone and he dialed his home number. "Yeah, Ma....stayin' with Mikey, ok?" "k bye" He handed the phone back to me and I placed it in the base unit and walked to the video cabinet. "Episode One?" I asked. "You got it!" he said. Mike, Joey and I have seen the Star Wars saga countless times sitting in my living room. I put the disk in my DVD player and hit the power switches for the TV and surround unit. Joey hit "play" on the remote and I sat down on the carpeted floor in front of the couch. It didn't take long for the boy to join me on the floor. I raised my arm and he scooted under it and I pulled him close. It wasn't long and my fingers were again playing in his soft blond hair. We sat that way for a while, then he offered to fetch more pop. "Sure, sounds good buddy" I said. As the boy passed in front of me, I noticed his short were tented in front again. He made no move to hide this from me, but simply grinned at me on the way by, flushing slightly. He was still hard when he handed me a fresh coke. "Thanks." I said, a little shakily. "No prob," He said, and promptly sat down between my parted legs, leaning back against my chest. "Mind if I sit here?" He asked, looking up at me. "Not at all." I said. I reached up and sat my pop on the end table by the couch, then placed my hands on his shoulders. My cock was straining in my shorts, his hot little ass pushed up against it...I thought I would go insane! I decided to take a chance and massage his shoulders. After all, he had gotten a boner and then sat between my legs. I hoped like hell that this would be ok. I began to massage, gently kneeding his shoulders, moving my hands from left to right. He sighed gently as I increased pressure. "Man, hot ain't it? he asked suddenly. "Sure is. We could get out of these shirts." I suggested. Without saying anything he began to remove his little brothers to-tight t-shirt. He had trouble pulling it over his head so I helped him pull it off. I then pulled my own over my head and layed it beside his. He relaxed against me again, the warm soft skin of his tanned back touching against me.....I though I would die. I began my gentle massaging again, kneeding the muscles in his shoulders with much more pressure than before. he sat forward slightly and moaned. "mmmmmmm." he groaned. "Shit that feels good." "I thought you'd like it." I said, and began working my hands down his back, rubbing it up and down. Then without warning I moved my hands up over his shoulders and began to rub his soft chest. He completely relaxed against me, his breath shuddering in and out. I looked down and saw his eyes were closed....a pained expression of pleasure on his angelic face. I reached up on the couch and grabbed a couple of small pillows. "Let's lay down, ok buddy?" I asked. "Ok" He layed flat on his back, watching TV. I layed on my side facing the boy and placed my right hand on his handsome young chest. His eyes closed and he sighed gently as my fingertips swirled around his stiff nipples and down across his soft tummy. I could see his boyhood tented out in his shorts, throbbing slightly. I moved my hand onto his shorts and his stiff organ, rubbing it through his shorts and undies from tip to base. The boy's mouth fell open and a moan of pleasure filled the room. "aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhyeahhhhh." he moaned "Feel good, pal?" I asked. "Feels great." he sighed. "Can I take off your pants, Joe?" The question hung in the air. I was afraid he wouldn't answer, but instead get up and leave. "Only if you take off yours, too." he said, opening his eyes, his face still a mask of pleasure. "Sounds fair to me." I said, removing my hand from his cock and quickly removing my shorts. My hardon sprang free at last. I rose above the boy and grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them, undies and all, over his legs and off. His cut boyhood was close to five inches stiff and a little fatter than my thumb. A very small crop of blond pubic hair grew at the base....I knew I would be getting liquid dessert soon. His hairless nuts were beautiful, the left hanging slightly lower than the right. I took his hardon in my hand and began to stroke slowly up and down as the boy sighed and moaned. I felt his young hand on my belly, searching, lower, lower until it found what it was looking for. Joe took my stiff prick and gently began to stroke it, matching my strokes to his. His pecker began to stiffen further and his moans told me he was getting close. "Don't squirt it yet, buddy," I whispered, "Let's make it last a while." "Gettin' close man......aaahhhhh....don't wanna wait." I removed my hand from his prick and moved down to his balls, his legs parting to allow me access. While I gently massaged his sack, I began the conversation I knew we needed to have. "Like that, kid?" "Yeah, man it feels good...jack me off, please?" he begged, his face a mask of extasy as I stroked his smooth thighs. "In good time, by the time this afternoon is over I will have made you cum lots of times, ok?" "Cool" "Joey?" "Yeah?" "You know you can never tell anyone about this, right? I mean nobody...ever." I brought my hand up and ran it though his hair, then down, caressing his face. "I could get into big trouble if you did......BIG trouble." He looked into my eyes as he spoke. "Who would I tell? If I told someone, we couldn't do it anymore. I can't stand my folks, and my only friends are you and......Mike." His face lit up as he mentioned Mike's name. "Hey.......have you and Mike been, well, you know....." I grinned and grabed his stiff penis. "Wouldn't you like to know?" I said, grinning. "You ARE! aren't you?" he exclaimed. "Fuckin' cool!" "That doesn't matter right now," I said seriously, "What does matter is that we understand each other, otherwise let's put on our clothes and watch the movie and forget about this." "Hey, man," he said looking directly into my eyes, "I won't tell a soul...ever. I promise. Honest to God. Pinky Swear." The boy held his right pinky finger straight up. I grasped it with mine and gave it a tug. "Pinky Swear," I repeated. "Never a soul...ever." I was still looking into his eyes. I knew he was telling the truth. I moved my face slowly towards his, my lips parted. He met me halfway. Our lips met, mouths open. I thrust my tongue into his mouth as I pulled him into my arms, grabbing his tight little buns. I broke the kiss and began to kiss his neck, licking and nipping at his ear. He moaned in pleasure as his cock rubbed my leg. I knew he would explode soon. "Let's take a shower." I whispered into his ear. "I want to lick you and suck you everywhere, let's go get clean." "Carry me?" he asked and grinned. "You got it, bud." I paused the movie and we stood up. The boy climbed up on me piggy-back style, his arms wrapped around my neck and his legs around my torso. Man it was so fucking hot! I carried him to the upstairs bathroom and set him on his feet while I ran the water and adjusted the temperature. I stepped into the warm water and the boy followed, wetting his hair and smoothing it back. I grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash his tanned back, working down to his sweet little buns. I stopped long enough to move the shower head off to the side so he wouldn't rinse. I then soaped every inch of his beautiful young body, saving his cock and balls for last. I soaped my hands and took his cock in my right and his balls in my left and gently massaged. Joey moaned, so relaxed that he swayed on his feet. I bent down and took him into my arms and our lips met again in a long, deep kiss, my hands wandering his slick soapy body. I broke the kiss and straightened the shower head so we could rinse off. Afterwards I dried the boy with a soft towel. I then carried him piggy back to our place on the living room floor and hit the play button on the remote. Joey was laying on his back. I rose above the boy and lowered my body onto his and we both sighed as his silky soft flesh met mine. I began to kiss and lick his soft young neck, working my way down to his nipples, which stiffened as I swirled my tongue around them. "ahhhhhhhhhh" sighed Joey, "That feels so fucking good....mmmmmmmm. Please jack me off.....I want it so badly." "Oh, I'll do better than that, kid." I said, kissing my way down his slim chest past his navel. I drank in the sight of his throbbing stiff five inches, then plunged it into my mouth down to the sparse growth of blond pubes, inhaling deeply as my nose rubbed the fine hairs, swirling my tongue around his stiff tool. "ahhhhhhhhhhhyeahhhhhh.......oh my fucking god....ahhhhhhhh" moaned Joey as he arched his back and spread his legs wide. I pulled my mouth off his dick by shear force of will and sucked his ball sack into my mouth, flicking my tongue as I rolled them around, then moved downward licking his crotch. He managed to spread even further and raise his ass off the floor at the same time. I grabbed his tight buns and lifted, then dove into his pink little hole, rimming him wildly. The kid went nearly insane, crying out in pleasure again and again. I backed off, flipped the boy over, grabbed his little hips and pulled upward and dove in again like a madman, literally drilling Joey's hot little fuck-hole with my tongue......tongue fucking him, in and out - in and out. "aaaaaaagod...aahhhhhchad, yeah man....ahhh fuck don't stop man...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" While the Star Wars theme played in the background, I did his bidding, grunting and slurping like a wild animal as I ate him. I backed off and replaced my mouth with a finger, slipping it slowly inside him..first knuckle..then the second, the boy panting and moaning all the while, finally in as far as I could go I began moving it in and out, gaining speed as I went, massaging his little prostate. I looked between his legs and saw his balls swinging to the rythum of my thrusts. I sucked his nuts into my mouth and, to his delight, added a second finger up his butt. I continued to finger bang him in earnest as I moved up by his head. The boy was panting, his tongue hanging out of his mouth...his face disfigured in ecstasy. "Like that up your ass, boy?" I whispered, my lips touching his ear, "Want more?" "Yeahhhhh" Joey sighed, "Oh God, yeah man." "Wanna fuck, kid?" I whispered. "I wanna fuck ya, Joe," "Yeah," he said, grinning, yet not opening his eyes, "Stick it in me...aaaaaaahhhhhh." I moved back down by his hot little ass, my fingers still working him deep. I spit two or three times on my free hand and began working it into my cock. Removing my fingers from his ass, I began rimming him wildly again...oh my God the taste and smell! With my saliva dripping from his nuts, I raised up on my knees. I pressed my glans against his tight anus, the ring of muscle opened and the head slipped in. As Anacon Skywalker mounted his Pod Racer for the big race, I mounted Joey. I slowly slipped my seven inches into the boy until my pubes were resting on his sweet cheeks. I gave him a second or two to adjust to my presence, then slid out 5 or 6 inches and back in to the hilt in one fluid motion. The kid was in a sexual stupor, moaning and grunting as I repeated the motion. Grabbing his skinny little hips, I began to fuck. I started slowly, but in less than a minute my cock was whipsawing in and out, faster, faster. "AHHHHGOD! AHHHHHHHHH, Fuck me! Yeah THAT'S IT AHHHHHHHH, Fuckin' HARDER MAN!" I pulled out, flipped the boy and placed his feet on my shoulders. I entered again in one quick motion and began to rabbit fuck him. "Like that, kid?" I panted. "You like my big cock up your ass?" "Yeah! ahhhhhhh FUCK! I can't wait ahhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuckkkk chad I'm gonna fuckin' cum!!" I looked down and saw the kid's dick begin to spasm, the prodding of his young prostate doing its work. I quickly pulled out and sucked his dick into my mouth just as it jetted three powerful squirts of thin boycum. I didn't swallow, but instead coated Joey's stiff cock with the precious fluid. I rose above the boy and layed on his slick sweaty body and placed my lips on his, as he opened his mouth and my tongue entered, I transfered a good amount of the boy's load to him. He didn't try to pull back, but looked surprised at first, then redoubled his efforts in the kiss as I felt him swallow. That was enough to put me over the top. I began to hump the boy as my cock shot line after line of thick cum, covering the kid's chest, cock and balls. Completly drained I rolled off onto my back. After a second or two, Joey's smiling face appeared above mine. "That," he whispered, "Was fucking awesome." I was so out of breath that I couldn't speak, so instead I just smiled and ran my fingers through his beautiful blond hair. It was enough, as his smile turned into an ear-to-ear grin. Joey brought his face to mine, and as our lips touched and our tongues met, I pulled him into my arms, my hands wandering down his back and over his ass and back again. We broke the kiss and Joey laid against me, his head on my shoulder as my hand gently explored the wonderful curves of his young body. "Sit up for a second, kiddo" I said and reached for the light sheet I had covered the boy with earlier. Pulling the sheet over our naked bodies, I pulled the kid close once again and he immediately threw an arm across my chest and placed his head on my shoulder. "I love you, Chad." he whispered as he snuggled against me. "I love you, too kid." A few minutes later I heard his gentle snores and knew he was asleep. Shit, I thought, I'm in fucking love...second time this week. If my heart holds out, this could be quite a summer. Laying there with my hand nestled in his soft blond hair, I slept. Thursday morning came to soon. I awoke at 4:30, according to the clock on the VCR. Joey was still snoring in the crook of my arm, which was also sleeping from the boy laying on it all night. I used my right hand to raise the kid's head and pulled my numb arm free. I grabbed a pillow and placed it under the boy then gently lowered his head onto it. He sighed, stirred slightly and smacked his lips. I covered him with the sheet and placed a kiss on his forehead while gently stroking his silky hair. "Shit." I muttered, "I fucking hate work this week!" Not bothering to put on my underwear, I headed for the shower, massaging my left arm which was now pins and needles. I was half hard from tending to Joey, so I reached down and gave the "cold" knob an extra twist. The freezing cold water that followed woke me up as well as wilted my half hard dick. I had no time to think about sex this morning. The new offices on the west side of the plant were almost finished. Todd, my summer helper and I had planned to be in extra early to start running the network cables. I rinsed off and dried myself and went to my room to dress. Since I didn't need to dress for the office today, I was dressed in less than five minutes and was down the stairs. Joey was still on his back as I had left him, his mouth hanging open. "God, kid, you're so fucking cute." I said aloud. I knelt beside him. I could not resist picking on him a bit, I had to wake him anyway so we could talk before I left. Reaching out with my finger, I gently tickled his ear. His mouth closed and his hand came up, as if shooing away a fly. I then did the same with the tip of his cute little nose. "Fuck!" the kid muttered, swatting again, still sleeping. I used both hands, one on his nose and the other on his ear. "Damn!" the kid muttered and opened his eyes. He looked pissed as hell until he saw me smiling above him and figured out what was going on. "Shithead!" he said sleepily, grinning. "And good morning to you too, asshole!" I announced, matching his grin. "Sleep good?" "Yeah," he said, "I was pretty spent." "Me too, " I said smiling. His sleep-spiked blond hair was just to much for me to resist, I began to run my fingers through it. Joey smiled and closed his eyes. "Man, I gotta piss like a fuckin' race horse!" he exclaimed and threw back the sheet. His five inches stood up proudly, throbbing hard. "Woah!" I said, "And good morning to you too, soldier!" Joey giggled at this as he ran past me to the bathroom. I heard his piss hit the water followed by a audible sigh of relief. When he returned he was only half hard. He layed on the floor next to me. "I gotta go to work, buddy." I said. Reading the dissapointment on his face I continued quickly. "You can stay here if you want. There's frozen pizza in the fridge for lunch. I'll be home around 4:00 or so." "I can stay here? You trust me?" "Do you plan on bringing in a U-Haul and cleaning me out while I'm gone?" "I'm not old enough to drive yet. Duh." "Yes, I trust you, but there are a few rules, ok?" "Ok." "First, no friends...only you in the house. Nobody else for no reason what-so-ever. This is very important, got it?" "Got it!" exclaimed Joey. "I promise. You and Mike are my only friends anyways" "Second, don't answer the door. Not for anybody. I'm gonna put your bike in the back porch so it will appear as though nobody's home. If you have to leave for some reason I want you to lock the door, that means you will not be able to get back in until I come home, ok?" "Yup." "Last, check the caller ID before you pick up the phone, answer only if it's me. The ID will say Smith MFG. I might call at lunchtime. Also, I want you to call your mom and let her know what you're up to..tell her you're staying with Mike again or whatever. Does she know Mike's out of town?" "Nah, she doesn't give a shit." he said bitterly. "I don't know why you're making me call her." "Just humor me, okay kid? I don't want her getting a wild hair thinking you're missing or something. Anyway, it's just one less thing for me to worry about, ok?" I grinned. "Ok, if it makes you feel better, I'll call." "It will." I said. I put my hand to his face and caressed his cheek, then moved up to his blond hair again, running my fingers through the silky softness as I brought my face to his. All that cold water for nothing I thought as I placed my hands on his sweet little ass and pulled him into my arms. I squeezed his ass and felt him up as our tongues swirled together. The boy moaned into my mouth as I began to explore his hot little butt crack with my fingers. My cock was straining painfully against my jeans and I knew there would be no relief until later, but I didn't care, I was in heaven. I wanted so badly to call in sick, remove my clothes and hold this little angel all day long. I knew this wasn't possible, because today was an important day for me and I had to make a living, but I still could do something for the boy and start the day off right. I broke the kiss and worked my way down to his soft neck, where I began to lick and suck. "Ahhhhhgod Chad." He sighed into my ear, "Jack me off before you leave, please?" I reached around to the front of him and took hold of his hard little cock, causing him to moan and push up with his hips. "Yeaaaahhh, fuckin' jack me off, dude." "Oh, yeah, little man," I whispered, "I'll get you off." With that, I moved down between his legs. His intoxicating musky boy smells hit my nose instantly as I sucked his hard member into my mouth. He spread his legs and cried out in extasy as my hands began to explore his crotch. "Ahhhhhyeahman...SUCK my fuckin' cock!" he ordered as he place his hands on the back of my head and pumped for all he was worth. My hands explored every inch of him, massaging his tight asshole, pinching and twisting gently on his stiff little nipples as he arched his back and writhed. I wet my middle finger and it slipped easily up his willing asshole, where I began to finger fuck the kid in earnest, hammering my finger up his hot hole. Sweat ran off the boy in rivers as he started down the home streach. I glanced up and saw his little face twisted in extasy as his cock began to unload into my mouth. "Ahhhhgod! c...cummmiing....Ahhhhhhhhfuck!" he screamed as he arched his back and his little ass raised up off the floor. Five powerful squirts of boycum hit the back of my throat as fast as I could swallow. His cock spasmed again and again after his nuts had emptied trying to release more. I held the last couple of dribbles in my mouth, coating the still hard cock with it, then sucking it off...savoring it. Finally, the boy could take no more and pulled my head off his sensitive dick and settled his ass back onto the carpet moaning "Oh God, fuckin' awesome" between sucking in huge gasps of air. I brought my face to his again and smoothed his sweaty hair back out off his forehead as the boy continued to gasp for air. "Mmmmm, you're a tasty little fucker." I said, kissing his forehead. "When," he gasped, "will I get........to taste......you?" "Soon enough, buddy, but only if you want to. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to, ok?" "K," he breathed, finally beginning to catch his breath. "I do want to, though." "Ok, if you want we can explore that tonight. We also will have to talk a bit about Mikey." "K" "I gotta go kid. I will see you tonight." I said, "Don't forget to call your mom." "Don't worry, I won't" "And another thing, kid," I said grinning as I reached for the doorknob. "Yeah?" "Take a shower, you reek!" His grinning face and his middle finger disappeared as I shut the door.