Chad, the Ideal Lad
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
13,264
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction about oral and anal sex between a man and a seven-year old boy. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coi
Chapter 20 - I Got Nudder Sprise For You
©2009 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
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Foster and Barney are both cheered when they discover the legacy Chad left them, better even than aftershave or a rubber ducky.
.oOo.
The Sunday between Christmas and New Year's, Chad and I spent a wonderful final morning together. We spent it looking at all his presents, jacking off, eating cookies, jacking off, taking a bath, jacking off, playing with Barney, jacking off, playing his new games, jacking off, eating ice cream, jacking off, 69ing, jacking off, playing the piano together, jacking off, taking a shower, jacking off, rimming, jacking off, finger fucking, and jacking off. Throughout it all, he talked about Roger, the new house, the new school, his new bedroom, the planned pool, and the upcoming wedding. I kept looking at the clock on the wall, hoping that maybe for once time would stand still, and we could preserve this moment. But the minute hand moved on relentlessly, and we both realized our visit would soon end.
When Chad stopped talking, even Barney raised his head to see if something was wrong. The boy looked up at me, made a weak grin and took my hand. He picked up the KY from the coffee table and led me down the hall to the bedroom. Once I was lying down, he hopped up on the bed and began working my cock one final time with his hands and mouth. When it was good and hard he opened the KY and lubed the shaft well. Then he handed me the tube, pointed his beautiful little ass at me and pulled his cheeks apart. Tenderly, I inserted a greased finger up that darling cavity and slowly moved it in and out. Chad seemed relaxed so I added a second finger. He'd come so far in the few short months we'd been fucking. His sphincter loosened to admit a third. When I pulled out, he quickly got up and sat down on my pole. With one short grunt, his ass swallowed my cock. I took his hips in my hands, and he grasped my wrists. We looked at each other and we both had tears. He began his marvelous bouncing, but instead of whooping like he'd been doing, he just bit his lip. It was a moment for quiet joy. He wanted to concentrate, to remember everything about this mystical union of man and boy. In the months and years ahead when he lay on his new bed in his new home, jacking his little nail, he'd be able to picture this, our last time together. He began to increase the pace until I was pounding into him every second. I tried my damnedest to make it last as long as I could, but in the end of course ejaculation is inevitable! I filled his bowels with the most precious thing I could give. He collapsed on top of me, and we hugged each other tight as both of us broke down in uncontrollable sobbing.
We must have lain there half an hour. Finally, we got up and dressed without speaking. Barney went with us to the door. He knew there was something different about this parting. I picked Chad up for a long goodbye kiss, then set him down. I opened the door and he started out. Then he stopped like he just remembered something. He came back and whispered, "I got nudder sprise present for you, Foster, but you won't get in until next Sunday." I smiled but was damn curious. He was moving away right after New Year's.
On January 2, I watched some men pack up the moving van. Gwen's furniture, the new piano (she knew it would need to be retuned when it got to Roger's house), and dozens of boxes. I tried to imagine their contents: Chad's swim trunks, his Chutes and Ladders game, his blue shorts, Gwen's cookie sheets, her music books, her metronome. The next day another van arrived with a different set of furniture, a boy's bicycle, and more boxes, then some African drums which piqued my interest. On Saturday, when I would have given Chad and Gwen their music lessons, I sat down instead and played the Moonlight Sonata myself. I moped around most of the day and so did Barney. There was a reminiscent scent on his new ducky toy.
On Sunday, I woke up feeling sorry for myself, and decided to take a shower to wash away my tears. When I shut the water off and started drying, I heard a soft voice in the living room. I thought nothing of it at first, it was Sunday morning after all, Chad's usual visit. But wait. Chad wasn't supposed to be here any more. I tiptoed out and was amazed by what I saw.
There was Barney playing tug-o-war with a white sock. At the other end of the sock was a boy, a stranger. Both were obviously enjoying the game. The kid looked older than Chad, about half a foot taller, and weighed maybe 125, so he had much more meat than Chad. He had kinky reddish hair and an olive complexion. And most surprisingly of all, he was playing with my dog in my living room stark naked!
"I see you've met Barney."
"Hi, Foster, I'm Melvin, I'm ten. Yeah, actually I met Barney a few weeks ago when we came over to look at our new home. Chad told me his name."
"I see." I was wearing only a towel but under the circumstances didn't feel embarrassed. Melvin had an ass that resembled two oversized caramel bonbons and a dick, slightly darker than the rest of his lovely bod and well proportioned for his age. I sat on the couch. "And what else did Chad tell you?"
The boy released his sock and let Barney win, but now that the game was over, Barney didn't find the prize so attractive. He dropped it and curled up on the floor, while the new boy planted his handsome naked ass beside me. "Chad said Barney likes to have me come over and play with him on Sunday morning. He said that's why you leave your door unlocked. He said Barney doesn't make friends easily, so he brought him to me and Barney liked me. Chad also said I should take off all my clothes because that's how Barney likes it. And he said you don't wear clothes either, but he didn't tell me about the towel."
I quickly took off the towel. "Did Chad say anything else about me?"
"Yeah, he said you're a great guy and you teach music and you were a Marine and you and he played a lot, but he said he couldn't tell me what you played because it was a secret."
So this was the surprise present Chad had for me! Well, thank you Muffin! You really are the ideal lad.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Foster and Barney are both cheered when they discover the legacy Chad left them, better even than aftershave or a rubber ducky.
.oOo.
The Sunday between Christmas and New Year's, Chad and I spent a wonderful final morning together. We spent it looking at all his presents, jacking off, eating cookies, jacking off, taking a bath, jacking off, playing with Barney, jacking off, playing his new games, jacking off, eating ice cream, jacking off, 69ing, jacking off, playing the piano together, jacking off, taking a shower, jacking off, rimming, jacking off, finger fucking, and jacking off. Throughout it all, he talked about Roger, the new house, the new school, his new bedroom, the planned pool, and the upcoming wedding. I kept looking at the clock on the wall, hoping that maybe for once time would stand still, and we could preserve this moment. But the minute hand moved on relentlessly, and we both realized our visit would soon end.
When Chad stopped talking, even Barney raised his head to see if something was wrong. The boy looked up at me, made a weak grin and took my hand. He picked up the KY from the coffee table and led me down the hall to the bedroom. Once I was lying down, he hopped up on the bed and began working my cock one final time with his hands and mouth. When it was good and hard he opened the KY and lubed the shaft well. Then he handed me the tube, pointed his beautiful little ass at me and pulled his cheeks apart. Tenderly, I inserted a greased finger up that darling cavity and slowly moved it in and out. Chad seemed relaxed so I added a second finger. He'd come so far in the few short months we'd been fucking. His sphincter loosened to admit a third. When I pulled out, he quickly got up and sat down on my pole. With one short grunt, his ass swallowed my cock. I took his hips in my hands, and he grasped my wrists. We looked at each other and we both had tears. He began his marvelous bouncing, but instead of whooping like he'd been doing, he just bit his lip. It was a moment for quiet joy. He wanted to concentrate, to remember everything about this mystical union of man and boy. In the months and years ahead when he lay on his new bed in his new home, jacking his little nail, he'd be able to picture this, our last time together. He began to increase the pace until I was pounding into him every second. I tried my damnedest to make it last as long as I could, but in the end of course ejaculation is inevitable! I filled his bowels with the most precious thing I could give. He collapsed on top of me, and we hugged each other tight as both of us broke down in uncontrollable sobbing.
We must have lain there half an hour. Finally, we got up and dressed without speaking. Barney went with us to the door. He knew there was something different about this parting. I picked Chad up for a long goodbye kiss, then set him down. I opened the door and he started out. Then he stopped like he just remembered something. He came back and whispered, "I got nudder sprise present for you, Foster, but you won't get in until next Sunday." I smiled but was damn curious. He was moving away right after New Year's.
On January 2, I watched some men pack up the moving van. Gwen's furniture, the new piano (she knew it would need to be retuned when it got to Roger's house), and dozens of boxes. I tried to imagine their contents: Chad's swim trunks, his Chutes and Ladders game, his blue shorts, Gwen's cookie sheets, her music books, her metronome. The next day another van arrived with a different set of furniture, a boy's bicycle, and more boxes, then some African drums which piqued my interest. On Saturday, when I would have given Chad and Gwen their music lessons, I sat down instead and played the Moonlight Sonata myself. I moped around most of the day and so did Barney. There was a reminiscent scent on his new ducky toy.
On Sunday, I woke up feeling sorry for myself, and decided to take a shower to wash away my tears. When I shut the water off and started drying, I heard a soft voice in the living room. I thought nothing of it at first, it was Sunday morning after all, Chad's usual visit. But wait. Chad wasn't supposed to be here any more. I tiptoed out and was amazed by what I saw.
There was Barney playing tug-o-war with a white sock. At the other end of the sock was a boy, a stranger. Both were obviously enjoying the game. The kid looked older than Chad, about half a foot taller, and weighed maybe 125, so he had much more meat than Chad. He had kinky reddish hair and an olive complexion. And most surprisingly of all, he was playing with my dog in my living room stark naked!
"I see you've met Barney."
"Hi, Foster, I'm Melvin, I'm ten. Yeah, actually I met Barney a few weeks ago when we came over to look at our new home. Chad told me his name."
"I see." I was wearing only a towel but under the circumstances didn't feel embarrassed. Melvin had an ass that resembled two oversized caramel bonbons and a dick, slightly darker than the rest of his lovely bod and well proportioned for his age. I sat on the couch. "And what else did Chad tell you?"
The boy released his sock and let Barney win, but now that the game was over, Barney didn't find the prize so attractive. He dropped it and curled up on the floor, while the new boy planted his handsome naked ass beside me. "Chad said Barney likes to have me come over and play with him on Sunday morning. He said that's why you leave your door unlocked. He said Barney doesn't make friends easily, so he brought him to me and Barney liked me. Chad also said I should take off all my clothes because that's how Barney likes it. And he said you don't wear clothes either, but he didn't tell me about the towel."
I quickly took off the towel. "Did Chad say anything else about me?"
"Yeah, he said you're a great guy and you teach music and you were a Marine and you and he played a lot, but he said he couldn't tell me what you played because it was a secret."
So this was the surprise present Chad had for me! Well, thank you Muffin! You really are the ideal lad.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.