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Caring for Cody 
 
Chapter Two
 
We went back to the room and after a couple hours of
television, we went to bed. Again I had the pleasure
of watching Cody undress. I didn't know if I could
sleep with this beautiful child in the bed next to me
but a memorized him in his underwear, slipping under
the sheets as I turned out the light. He was instantly
asleep, breathing softly and contentedly. I wondered
if he would stay around tomorrow. Finally I went to
sleep.
The next morning, I bought breakfast for the two of
us, got him a key to the room and left to make my
rounds. I gave him five bucks to get some lunch if he
wanted to. He seemed truly grateful. It was all I
could do to concentrate on my work through the day.
Every five seconds the image of Cody was slipping into
my mind and knotting up my stomach in fear that he
wouldn't be at the motel when I got back. At last the
long day of drug pushing ended and I sped back to the
room. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him lying
on the bed reading a comic book.

"Hi, Jeff," he said with a smile.

"Hey, Cody," I smiled back.
"I hope you don't mind but I used some of the five to
buy this comic book. I did eat a burger though. Your
change is on the table," he said.

"I don't mind, the five was yours to keep. What did
you do all day?" I asked.

"I didn't go swimming because I didn't have suit," he
responded. "I went down to the park for a long time. I
met some guys my age who had skateboards so I just
hung around and watched them. They let me use their
boards for awhile too. It was fun. I used to
skateboard back home all the time."

"I don't know how old you are, Cody," I said since he
had mentioned age.

"I'm almost fourteen," he said somewhat proudly.

"Got a birthday coming up then?" I asked.

"Yep, about three weeks not that it will make any
difference," he said a little sadly.

"It might. You never know," I responded. "So what else
did you do?"

"Oh I walked into town a little ways, got a burger and
this comic then came back here and read it and watched
some TV."

"I'm sorry I didn't think about a bathing suit. Stupid
me," I apologized. "We could have picked one up last
night or even this morning if I'd thought of it."

"You've done plenty for me already, Jeff. I don't know
why you're doing all this anyway," he said shaking his
long dark hair back from his burning eyes.

"I'm doing it because you needed the help and you seem
like a pretty neat kid," I answered truthfully but not
adding that I wanted to touch every inch of his young
body.

Again he asked the same question. "What are you doing
tomorrow?"

"I head back the interstate to Billings with a few
stops along the way. You're welcome to come along if
you want," I answered, again hoping that he would stay
with me.

"I've got nothing better to do," he said. "And your
pretty cool, too."

I blushed. "Thanks, glad you're coming along then. But
I have to ask you one thing. I can't believe that your
step dad isn't worried about you."

"He's not," Cody said instantly.

"Well I'm worried about it. How about humoring me and
giving me his phone number. I don't know his last name
and I don't what town I'm calling so it would just be
a check for me to let him know you're okay and see
what he said."

"He's not worried, Jeff," the boy said strongly.

"Listen, Cody. Let me explain this another way. I
could be in a lot of trouble here if the cops are
looking for you and I'm hauling you all over Montana.
If I call him and he says no problem, we're in the
clear and I'm not worried."

Cody sighed and then reluctantly gave me the phone
number.

"His name is Jack, right?"

Cody nodded.

I picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Hello?" a male voice said after the third ring.

"Hello, is this Jack?" I asked.

"Who wants to know?" the voice said roughly.

"My name's Jeff and I picked up your stepson
hitchhiking. I just wanted to let you know he's okay
and see if there was anything you wanted to tell him,"
I answered.

"I don't give a flying fuck if that little faggot is
alive or dead. You tell that little fuck I never want
to see him again and don't you ever fuckin' call me
again either asshole!" he shouted and slammed down the
receiver.

I looked at the receiver in my hand with an obviously
shocked expression before I put it back on the hook.
My 155 pound body was shaken.

Cody looked pained. "He said he didn't want to see me
again, didn't he?"

I nodded.

"He called me a faggot didn't he?" the boy asked.
I nodded again.

As I looked at the boy's beautiful face I saw large
tears begin to roll down his cheeks. That was all it
took, I could hold out no longer. I sat on the bed
next to him and put my arm around him. "Hey Cody, it's
okay man. It's okay."

Cody threw his arms around me and buried his face in
my shoulder crying in huge, wrenching sobs. I hugged
him and let him cry. Through the sobs, he swore for
the first time. "That son of a bitch! That fucking son
of a bitch. I tried like crazy to please him for Mom's
sake but I couldn't do anything right. He beat the
shit out of me every other day!" I hugged him tighter,
petting his soft flowing hair.
 
At last he released his hold on me and sat up. "I
should just off myself and be done with it!" he said.
"Don't ever think or say that!" I exclaimed. "Why
don't you just tell me what happened?"

Still crying and gasping for breath, "You'd throw me
out too!"

"That would be the last thing I'd do Cody. I promise
no matter what you tell me you can stay with me as
long as you want."

The gorgeous eyes brimming with tears looked at me
with a pleading look.

"I think I AM a fucking faggot!" he blurted out. 

"That's why Jack threw me out. He crashed into my room
and found me and my friend Mark jacking off together.
He about killed Mark throwing him out the front door
and within fifteen minutes after that, he tossed me
and my backpack of clothes out too! So there it is,
you've picked up a fuckin' queer!" he sobbed.

If it had been any other circumstance, I would have
been instantly erect at the thought of this boy
beating his meat with another boy but this wasn't
erotic. This was deeply sad. I knew because I had been
there when I was a teenager myself and had finally
admitted to myself I liked boys better than girls.

"All boys mess around with each other sometimes," I
said as comfortingly as I could. I hugged him again.
He looked up at me. "Jeff, I'm trying to tell you it's
true. I do like boys. I never get excited about girls.
That's why I may as well die!"

I grabbed him by his shoulders and made him look at me
head on. "Cody, it's not something to kill yourself
over. I like boys too!" I said becoming a little misty
eyed myself.

The boy just looked at me with those wide eyes. "You
do?" he asked.

"Yeah, I do. I went through the same thing when I was
fourteen except my parents didn't throw me out. But it
wasn't easy. I could never bring a friend home because
they were sure I would be doing nasty things with him
in my room. Now it's still tough because I still like
boys but I'm not really that turned on by men. So my
interests are illegal because I love adolescent boys
although I've never had a sexual experience with one.
I could never hurt a boy. Gawd, Cody, I've never said
this stuff to anyone!"

"Is that why you picked me up? You wanted to have sex
with me?" Cody asked without any condemnation in his
voice.

"I picked you up because you are the best looking kid
I've ever seen and you were in trouble. Not only are
great looking but you're one of the neatest kids I've
talked to too. I can't have sex with you, it's illegal
and I'd go to jail for a century if I did. You don't
have to worry about me. I won't come on to you. But I
do know how you're feeling and it's okay. There's
nothing we can do about it. There isn't any cure but
you've got your youth and there are lots of guys out
there your age who have the same feelings. You'll meet
them and then you'll have support and love and
probably some neat sex too!"

"Thanks, Uncle Jeff," he smiled weakly and hugged me.

"I'm glad you picked me up. I think I'll be okay now."
I tousled his fine hair and moved back to my bed. "How
about us celebrating our coming out with a fancy
dinner?" I suggested.

"Coming out?" he questioned.

"Admitting we're both a couple of fags," I grinned.

Finally the boy grinned. "Yeah, let's celebrate."
I stopped at the local Walmart and bought him two new
outfits. Blue jeans, shirts, underwear, socks and new
tennis shoes. "No baggy gang shit!" I told him.
We found the best restaurant in Butte and had a four
course meal. The whole evening must have set me back
about $150 bucks but Cody was just beaming and it was
worth it to see him happy. Finally we got back to the
motel and hit the sack.

"Good Night, Cody," I said in the dark.

"Good night, Jeff and thanks," he answered.

"Anytime," I said and drifted off into peaceful sleep.

I knew I was sleeping more contentedly than I had for
a long time when I halfway woke up in the middle of
the night. I felt an arm around me and the soft smooth
flesh of a boy pressed against my back. I was
instantly awake and instantly erect. Cody had moved
over to my bed. I could feel his nipples, his
breathing and most of all I could feel this hard bulge
pressing against me at the top of my butt. What was I
going to do now?

"Are you awake?" I whispered softly.

"Uh huh," he said softly.

"Cody this isn't good. You know after what I told you
that this shouldn't happen."

"What's going to happen?" he asked.

"Nothing's going to happen! Go back to your bed!" I
almost shouted. I rolled over and could see the boy in
the soft moonlight coming through the thin drapes. He
was so awesome.

"You don't want me here with you, Jeff?" he asked.
"You said you liked boys!"

"I want you here with me more than anything in the
world but it isn't right!" I pleaded.

"If it's okay with me it should be okay with you,"
Cody said matter-of-factly.

"It may be okay with you and with me but it isn't with
the cops," I said turning the bedside lamp on.
Cody was looking more beautiful than ever. His firm
young body lying next to mine with just the cotton of
his new jockeys separating me from seeing the last
part of him.

"I don't see any cops, do you?" he asked with a wry
grin.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him.

"Jeff, you're the first person I've been able to talk
to in years. You've been good to me and I want to do
something for you. You said you've never been with a
boy since you got older. Well here's your chance and I
want to try it too. I was lying over there thinking
and the more I thought the hornier I got. I promise I
won't call the cops!"

"Oh fuck," I said. I was gone. There was no turning
back. "Stand up," I commanded.

Cody leaped out of the bed and stood in front of me as
I swung my legs over the side. I could see the outline
of his erection under the shorts. I was doomed. I
rubbed my hands over his beautiful chest, feeling
every ripple in his tight yet silky skin. Cody closed
his eyes as my hands explored his sides and the small
of his back. At last I could wait no longer and I
grasped the elastic of his underwear, pulled the band
forward to allow what I would see next to escape and
lowered his briefs halfway down his thighs. There in
front of me stood almost six inches of boyhood
perfection, standing proudly at a forty-five degree
angle pointing toward the ceiling. It was nestled in a
soft fan of brown hair that betrayed the fact that he
wasn't long into his adolescence. The penis was as
beautiful as the rest of him, hard, excited, a
flawless shaft and perfectly formed head. It was the
prettiest piece of boymeat I could have imagined. I
just stared at it, watching the clear drop of precum
form on its tip. I pulled his jockeys all the way down
and allowed him to step out of them.

"Now what?" Cody asked innocently.

"Fuck if I know. I've never done anything like this
before!" I said not taking my eyes off his erection.

"What have thought you would do. What ever it is, I'm
okay Jeff. Just do it," the boy encouraged.

I abandoned any hope of stopping. I grasped his tight
ass cheeks and pulled him close to me. I began licking
on inside of his thighs. I could see goosebumps
forming and felt him shiver. I licked my way all
around his testicles and nuzzled the shaft out of the
way as I licked his pubic hair as well. I had never
smelled a boy before and the odor was like no other
perfume in the world, fresh, innocent and yet lusty. I
began licking his balls, two perfectly formed nuts in
a soft hairless sack. I licked his shaft and he
shivered again. He said nothing. Finally I reached out
and tenderly grasped the center of his boyhood with my
right hand and brought the head of it to my lips,
catching the glistening precum with my tongue. At last
I placed my lips on the tip of his hot meat and pushed
down the shaft allowing my tongue and lips to feel
every millimeter of this wondrous boycock as it
slipped into my mouth. Cody moaned a little as he felt
his penis enter. I had never sucked a cock before but
I attacked this one with abandon. I was in a trance
and there was nothing to wake me out of it. I began to
pump up and down on it while using my tongue to circle
the head, particularly focusing on the tender
underside of it. My nostrils flared as I attempted to
take in every sensory image I could - his taste, his
smell, the feel of the hard boymeat in my mouth, the
soft round globes of his ass cupped in my hands. He
was awesome. I loved the feel of the hard velvety
smooth shaft in my mouth. The taste of his precum
which was flowing freely and mixing with my saliva. I
never wanted this to end.

"Uhhh," Cody moaned.

I kept sucking and licking. I took his dick out of my
mouth and licked right at the base of the head for a
few seconds and then I popped it back in my mouth and
renewed my sucking, licking technique.

"Oh shit, Jeff," Cody said quietly, "You'd better
stop. I'm gonna cum."

It had never occurred to me to take his cock out of my
mouth before he came but I did consider it because I
would have liked to have seen this beautiful meat
erupt. I quickly put that thought aside hoping that I
might see it later. I sucked gently yet firmly feeling
the motion of his loins thrusting back and forth,
helping his boyhood slide in and out.

"I mean it, Jeff, I'm gonna cum!" he said with a
little more force.

I took as much of his shaft into my mouth as I could
and then with a strong suck slowly backed off of it.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh..." Cody moaned.

He shot a molten load of boy juice into my mouth just
as I had backed up the shaft almost to the head. The
blast didn't catch me by surprise exactly but never
having had a cumming cock in my mouth, I was
unprepared for the velocity and amount of cum a young
boy could produce. The spewing cock seemed to shoot
forever. I counted at least seven blasts from the
moaning boy but it may have been closer to twelve. I
held very still while Cody emptied the fruit of his
loins into my mouth, the creamy milk flowing over,
under and around my tongue. I flared my nostrils again
savoring the full taste of boycum. At last, he
finished his orgasm, backed his dick out of my lips
and flopped back on his own bed, his beautiful stomach
still heaving with electricity from his experience,
his spent boyhood glistening with my saliva. I
swallowed his milk and licked my lips.

"Thank you," I said.

Cody looked up at me across his chest. "That was
incredible, Jeff!"

My own dick was so hard I could have pounded nails
with it.

After about a minute, the naked boy sat up on the edge
of his bed and looked over at me. "You want me to do
it to you?" he asked.

"You don't need to," I said.

"How'd it taste?" he asked with the curiosity of a
normal adolescent.

I really hadn't thought about it from an analytical
point of view. I studied the flavor that still
remained in my mouth and burned in my throat. "Well,"
I said, "I can't say it tastes wonderful, a little
fishy I guess, but coming from you and making you feel
good, it tastes like milk and honey. I'll never forget
it for as long as I live."

"Me either," Cody agreed.

I lay back on the bed and in an instant Cody was back
with me. He tugged on my underwear so I lifted up and
let him remove them. My seven inches of cock were
fully at attention as they had been throughout the
last few minutes. Cody gasped my hard meat in his
young hand and began stroking softly. He lay down
beside me and put his head on my chest, I could feel
the softness of his hair on my nipples. He was
watching my cock slide up and down in his hand. He was
wonderful and I pushed his head out of the way just as
I came. My own enormous load fired all the way to my
neck as Cody kept milking me for all I was worth. When
I was finally spent, he took his lean young body to
the bathroom, brought back a hand towel and wiped me
clean. The he tossed the towel aside, reached over and
turned out the light and then snuggled in next to me.
I looked at the clock, it was two o'clock in the
morning.

"Good night," Cody said.

"Good night," I said and I brought my face near his. I
softly kissed his young lips and was surprised when he
returned it. We fell asleep in each other's arms,
exhausted and happy.




		
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