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I hurried over to Johnny's to pick up my mother. The whole time actually being fearful or having to face Johnny and also wondering about his cousin and trying to figure out if I wanted to make a move on him.

I arrived at the house and rang the bell. Johnny answered the door. Those piercing blue eyes staring down at me sent my mind into a tailspin. I thought oh if those eyes could have been looking at me while I gave him that blow-job instead of being covered with a bandana or if I could have looked into them as I shoved my cock into his cherry chocolate highway, pounding and raping him and taking advantage of him as he had done to so many of the girls in town. His conquests had been different though his had been invited, mine wasn't. "Snap out of it, you fool" I told myself.

I know I must have looked to him like a little ten-year asking for his mommie. I heard him tell me to come on in and go into the living room and he would go get my mother. A minute didn't pass before he joined me. He said mother was helping his mother cleaned up the kitchen. He was telling me about he was glad this day was over and all those busybodies were gone or something to that effect. I could tell in his face he was tired, worried but also very wary about me.

He started off by saying, "So your mother told me earlier that you have a good job at Billy's Truck Stop and that by working there over the year's you got a scholarship to the JCCC through some trucker's association. That's pretty neat since your daddy's not a trucker". I heard myself telling him how Billy had entered the application for me with testimony from several of the truckers and that there was some clause that allowed me to get it and that it was one those scholarships that are rarely filled just simply because no one knows about them.

"Oh," he nodded, and then it came. "By the way, do you know a trucker that goes by the initials B.B. and drives a dark green Peterbilt."

I laughed the best cover-up laugh of my life. "My god, Johnny do you know how many trucker's come through that place in a day and how many of them have ridiculous handles and names that only initials." I went on, "I really don't get to know them, I just take their money and send them on their merry ways, why did you ask me that?" I posed to him.

"Oh, he gave me a ride into town and I just have been trying to think of way to thank him." he said. I lead the conversation to another direction. "My mother mentioned to me over the phone something about your cousin needing a place to stay for a couple of days, Is he still here and what's his story?"

"Oh, that's prissing butt thinks he needs to hang around and I wasn't about to let him share a bed with me. They are going to bring my father home from the hospital and father can't stand him anymore than I can. He really needs to take his butt on back to that military boarding school that his grand-parents placed him in."

About that time mother came in the room, "Oh, I see you boys have had a chance to catch up", she said and came over and kissed me on the cheek. Johnny's mother and her were holding hands as they came in the room. Johnny's mother kissed my other cheek, "Robbie it was so nice of you to let your mother spend the day with me and then come get her. You know they are bringing my husband home from the hospital and hospice is going to be here looking after him. I had so much to do to get ready for that. Your mother is such a dear," she turned back to mother, "now Louise don't think you are going to have to come over and help out all the time now. You have your own family to tend to. You don't know how much it means to me for you arranging for Sam to stay with Robbie."

She turned to Johnny tend and asked, "by the way where is Sam?", Johnny told her that he saw him last outside in the backyard. She told him to go get him and met us out front. So thankfully I was getting away before Johnny could ask any more questions and I could get this part of this nightmare over. When we got out to the car, Johnny and Sam was standing there. It was really amazing how much they looked-a-like in the faces but the rest of their bodies being such a contrast. Johnny blond, blue-eyed, and muscles abounding and Sam, long wavy black hair and dark brown eyes and his body showing no protruding muscles but he a nice slim, firm build. I guess you might classify Sam's body as that of a swimmer or skater or dancer. You could tell it was firm just not that over-powering masculine image that his cousin Johnny Ray possessed.

I shook hands with Sam, his grip was fir but his voice was soft very soothing actually. I thought it best to go ahead and break the ice and let him know I was glad to have stay with me and something like he could stay as long as he needed. I glanced over at my mother and she was just a beaming. Lord, what kind of brownie points I had done stacked up. I gave Sam directions to my trailer and told him it would take me over 30 minutes to be there by the time I dropped mother off so we all left.

The whole time I had to listen to mother chatter on and my mind racing about that dangerous hunk I had just evaded and the other one that was going to be staying with me. I dropped mother off and proceeded to my trailer and Sam was already there.

I invited him and then we began the small chitchat. I told him about myself how I came to have the trailer etc and then he proceeded to tell me about losing his mother and daddy when he was fourteen and living his grand-parents on his daddy's side and that they had placed him in the boarding school that Johnny had mentioned and then that they both were now dead and that even though he was eighteen now he had to stay there another year because of how his trusteeship was set-up. He let me know that his father's side of the family had been very rich and resented his mother's side of the family and that was why Johnny resented him even though as kids he had often come and visit but after his parents died his grand-parents wouldn't let him see his auntie and Johnny. He went rattling off about how mean Johnny’s father had been to him and that Johnny also could be hateful but he still felt they were the only family he had left and he didn't want to lose that connection. I just sat there and nodded like I understood and tried to show some sense of compassion but the whole time wondering how I was going to molest this boy.

After he finally had finished his story, I showed him his bedroom and the bathroom and told him I would be leaving early going to school and I gave him and extra key to the house and told him he come and go as he pleased. He had told me he was going to stay about three days just to see how his uncle was progressing he said they had told the family he could die any day but he could also linger on for months, it just depended. He said his school actually was on break for a week but he needed to get back and complete some papers himself. He was actually in the first year college there at the military school. He had one more year that he had to stay there and that he then could go to a school of his choice but the way his trustee-ship was set up he still had to watch his pennies because he only got a monthly allowance until he turned 25 and then with a smile he said, "It will all be mine and I guess I can wait that long to start living it up and telling all these assholes that I have had to kiss what I really have thought about them" then he returned to that sweet, soft voice.

I went to bed thinking this boy has a lot of pent up angry inside of him. While I prepared my self for bed I decided I was going to parade around the house naked and see what type of reaction I would get out of him. So the next morning I did just that I guess I woke him while I had been taking my shower. I didn't have but one bathroom in the trailer. I was in the kitchen fixing me some breakfast and I was totally naked, not something I normally do, when he walked in. He did look a little shocked. I acted like it was my normal routine; I greeted him good morning and asked him if I could fix him some eggs.

He declined he said he was going to get a shower and wait a while before going over to his aunts. I dressed and left the house for school and work. My mind was not on my studies the whole day nor while at work. I returned to the house about six that evening. As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed that his car was there. I went on inside my house. When I walked in, I noticed that the TV was on and I went into the kitchen I could hear the shower running. I went into my bedroom and took off my clothes. My plan was to go in and take a leak and then greet him and let him know I needed to shower too but when I opened the door, I startled him.

I don't guess he had heard me come in the house and my shower curtain was one of the clear plastic ones that you can see straight through and I caught him jacking away on his cock. It looked like he had just about reached climax. God was he hot. His cock was standing straight up and hard, about eight inches worth. His body was all tight and wet. He had turned to look towards me and his eyes were wide open and his face was turning so red. He tried to turn to hide himself but the shower was extremely small, so small that as he turned his cock was being smushed up against the side of the shower. He turned that beautiful bubble butt around it was so smooth. Even though he was so dark headed there wasn't a hair on his butt, which surprised me. That long shoulder length hair extending down his white tan-less back was another immediate turn on. My cock sprung to attention.

He was stammering that he didn't hear me come in but I didn't pay any attention to his words. I just proceeded on towards the curtain and pulled it back and said "Oh don't mind me, I think you need some help with that beautiful piece of man-meat." I grabbed him around the waist and turned his body towards me the water of course of spraying all over the bathroom as it splashed off his body and I went to my knees and in one swoop swallowed his cock all the way to those beautiful tight balls. He didn't have a lot of pubic hair and his ball sack was actually small. One of those guys that is mostly cock just a slight hint of bulge of balls.

"Oh my god" was all that was coming out of his mouth as proceeded to drive my mouth up and down his cock. He had finally gotten over the shock of being startled and had turned the water off and had his hands on my shoulders. He wasn't trying to push me away he was just steadying himself because I was really going to town on his cock. "Oh man, ooh man, ooh shit, ooh shit, damn, damn," was all that was coming out of his mouth. Suddenly that cock began to jerk and he began to shoot his hot, young creamy cum down my throat.

I was moaning myself now. I was jerking away on my piece of man-meat but I didn't have any intention of cumming just yet. With each burst of cum out of his cock, he let out a "holy shit, that's good" finally his cock began to ease up on the shooting but it was still hard as a rock. I looked up to him and said, "Wouldn’t mind coming home to this everyday". He started laughing and said, "You know I wouldn't mind it myself. Damn you scared me; I thought oh hell, when you came in the door. He's going to think I am some kind of ungrateful weird-do jacking off in his shower and damn if you ain't just as queer as me. How did you know I needed that?" I laughed and said "Hell, every man needs one of my blow-jobs, the world would be a better place if they had one" "you're damn straight about that" He stated. "But I don't think you go around offering them to just anybody, now do you"

"No, I don't guess I do but I just figure you had it primed and ready and even if you weren't dreaming about a man sucking you off at the point you were at it really wouldn't matter and besides this is my house." I stated. He started laughing and I grabbed the towel and began to dry him off and said "now let's go to the bedroom that thing is still hard and I am hard and we got some exploring to do" I lead him into my bedroom and threw him on the bed and attacked his ass. I turned his legs up in the air and began to eat away on that sweet clean ass. My tongue driving itself into his cute little shitter.

Again he started that "God, god crap." I let his legs down and then crawled around to his head. He eagerly took my cock into his mouth and began to suck. He wasn't a master at it but it was good. I began to take control and began to control the tempo of his cock sucking. I had his head firmly in my grip and I began his initiation into who was going to be the boss in this situation. After several minutes of forcing my cock in and out of his mouth and his throat, I let him up and began to massage his body and work my hands down towards his ass. "Now tell me how much experience have you had?" I asked.

He looked up at me and said, "\That is the first blowjob I have ever had! Not that I haven't dreamt about it, but man--you don't know how strict they are on us at school. There may be some of the officers wanting us but it just doesn't happen and anyone caught masturbating gets so much detention that we keep our hands off of ourselves. We don't even have privacy time in the showers because they are all open showers and you never know when some little snit will run and tell a higher up just to get some brownie points!”

“That school is from third grade up to second year college and the dorms are all ages. So if an older student gets caught messing with a younger one you know it is a crime and if say someone my age is caught messing around with someone their own age man it is like a federal offense. Not to say I haven't had a little experience. I guess that’s why Johnny hates me so now. You see he’s asking the one that taught me how to masturbate. You know I told you I used to come and visit up until my parent's died. Johnny of course is a couple of years older than us and I had a crush on him like everything. I followed him around everywhere and one day I guess I was about 11 when I caught him in the back shed whacking away on his cock.”

“I was mesmerized by the sight of it. He had me touch him and begin to jerk him off. From that point on, that was our past time when we were alone. I guess I jerked on his cock three or four times a day, that first year. The next year when I went to stay with them a couple of weeks, he introduced me to sucking it and finally we progressed to him fucking me. He never touched my cock but I didn't care. I was so in love with him. I couldn't wait for the summer's to come around to get to see him.

Finally it got even better because then I could cum while he fucked me. He talked all kind of trash to me and called me queer and all that but I didn't care, I knew he wanted my ass and my mouth and I gladly gave it up and then my parents died and that ended that so really I haven't had contact with another man until just then and suddenly Sam jerked out of my arms and turned his ass up in the air and said, "Fuck me, ram that cock all the way into me, bring back my childhood, slammed that rod into me until I cum like I use to with Johnny," I didn't waste a moment. I mean I didn't even lubricate his asshole. My cock was perched at his sweet, sleeping asshole and I slammed into it with all my might. He screamed and thrashed of course but I knew that was what he wanted, and I knew the pain would get way to that great feeling of fullness and this little motherfucker would be riding my cock all night long. He was going to be making up for lost years and I was willing to help him find them.

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