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Author's Note:

If you are offended by material involving sex between a man and an adolescent boy or between teen boys then read no further. If you are under eighteen then also, please read no further. This story is purely fictional and exists only in the mind of the author.

AUTHOR: (TeenTales)

It was this story of Cody that first gave me the idea to write "The Adventures of Cody and TJ".   It has everythin that you want in a story and I hope thatya enjoy it.

The story is printed with permission of TeenTales.

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Chapter One

He was like no other boy I had ever seen. He wasn't handsome, he was beautiful. Even if I had tried, there would have been no way I would not have stopped the car to pick up this wondrous creature hitchhiking in the middle of nowhere.

It was early morning and there was mist in the air. I was on one of my quarterly missions to make my company visible to the more rural areas of Montana and had decided to get an early start so that perhaps I could enjoy an evening not cluttered by country doctors wanting to bilk the company out of a free dinner. It wasn't so much that I minded springing for dinner, it was the company, night after night, with the endless discussions about the local ills and what treatments they had tried. Not only that but since I wasnÕt a doctor but just a drug pusher from a major pharmaceutical company, I many times had no idea what was being discussed which added to the interminable length of the evenings. Rural Montana has no great restaurants but every one of them serves huge portions which causes me to be grateful that I have large supplies of antacid product.

At any rate, I had left West Yellowstone early in hopes of being able to reach Ennis mid afternoon with a stop in Cameron. If I could get my pitch done by 4:00 in Ennis, I could head north and have an evening to myself. It was about seven miles past Quake lake that I saw this lone figure standing by the side of the road with his thumb out. I had no intention of stopping for a hitchhiker and always made it a policy not to. You can't be too careful these days. As I got closer, I could see this was not a man but a boy. I could tell he was shaking from the cold and he looked to be damp from the morning air. All he had with him was a small backpack which hung limply at his side. Never able to resist a look at a young boy, I slowed down so I could get a picture of him in my mind as I traveled on. It was like I was hit with a lightning bolt as I reached where he was standing. His eyes were pleading and they had me hypnotized from the moment I saw them. I brought the car to a quick halt and watched this beautiful creature lope up to my car. I rolled down the window.

"Where're you going," I asked trying not to betray the fact that I was awestruck by him.

"West or north, mister," he said.

It seemed odd that this boy would be in the middle of nowhere with a thumb out and not have a specific destination. "Well I'm headed for Ennis but I have to stop in Cameron on the way. If you want to go that way, hop in," I said. Hell, he'd have to go that way since those were the only places this road went anyway.

The bedraggled boy gratefully climbed in the car, tossing his knapsack in the back seat. He was shivering and trying to warm up his arms as I started the car moving.

I was having a hard time focusing on the road. I wanted to do nothing more than drink in this boy. "What in the world are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?" I asked hoping to start a conversation.

"Coming up from Cody," he said. his voice betraying his shivering and also hinting he didn't want to be interrogated.

"Cody's a long way back. Did you sleep by the side of the road last night?"

The young Adonis sighed. "I tried to sleep in the visitor's center at Quake Lake but they tossed me out. I slept on the sidewalk outside after everybody left."

"That was pretty resourceful," I commented. "I think it rained a little last night."

The boy didn't feel the need to acknowledge my compliment, and I soon realized that he had dozed off. At least I could look at him without him being aware of it.

Trying not to run off the road, a glanced over at the sleeping kid as much as I could. He was wearing tattered jeans, holes in the knees with threads hanging out, a dirty T-shirt and a light also tattered denim jacket. That was it. This was going to provide him little warmth for the Fall in Montana. The tatters may have been deliberate since that was the style now but I suspected that his clothes were not based on trend. He had an olive complexion with shining dark brown hair. His features were flawless, small ears mostly covered by his long hair, a perfectly formed adolescent male nose and lips that invited pleasure. His eyes, they were closed now but they had captured me instantly on the side of the road, were brown-green with flecks of gold that penetrated into your very core. As much as I could tell, his young body was incredible. He seemed to be about five foot seven with long adolescent legs and a firm upper torso. He appeared to be about thirteen or maybe fourteen. The closest boy I could relate to him was Noah Hathaway in Never-ending Story but this boy was even more beautiful.

I let the boy sleep until we pulled into Cameron. This is a one horse town with basically a general store that happens to have a pharmacy in it. It also had a small restaurant attached. As I pulled into the parking lot, the boy woke and just looked at me kind of questioningly.

"You hungry?" I asked. "I'll spring for breakfast."

The boy nodded and followed me into the coffee shop.

"Order anything you want, nothing's very expensive," I encouraged him.

"Thanks, mister," he said genuinely grateful.

"My name's Jeff," I said extending my hand to him.

"I'm Cody," he said grasping my hand firmly. I could feel the electricity race through my body at his touch.

"Like the town you just came from, huh," I smiled.

"Yeah, except I never been there until a couple of days ago except when I was born there."

He must have been starved. He ordered a stack of pancakes and I encouraged him to get some ham to go with them. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he wolfed down the huge cakes and slab of ham. Amazingly, his table manners were better than most for his age but he didn't seem interested in talking since it was obvious that he was totally focused on the breakfast. At last he seemed to slow down and finally looked over at me.

"I really appreciate that mister," he said, "I haven't had that much food in a long time."

"Jeff," I said, "And your welcome. I've got to visit with the pharmacist for a while. Maybe up to a couple of hours. You still want to ride along with me?"

For the first time the young boy gave a hint of a smile. His perfect teeth digging me in deeper to his beauty. "Yeah, I really would... Jeff," he answered. "I'm really tired. If you don't care, I'll just sit in the car and maybe get some more sleep."

"Great," I said truly counting my blessings that this boy didn't seem in a hurry to leave. I opened the car for him and then went into the store to talk to the druggist.

Fortunately, the whole sales pitch didn't take as long as I thought it would and I was able to get out of there by 11:00 a.m. Cody was sound asleep when I climbed back in the car for the eleven mile ride to Ennis.

When we got to Ennis I again asked him if he wanted to wait around while I was at the pharmacy and that I would be going on to Butte from there if he wanted to go on with me..

"If you don't mind, I'd like to ride along with you," he said. "I'll just walk around town and meet you here in an hour or so."

If I didn't mind. Shit I was hoping the kid would stay with me forever. "Great," I said, "But if you get a burr under your saddle to move on, leave me a note in the car so I won't go looking for you, okay?"

"I'm going with you but if I change my mind, I'll leave a note," he said with a wisp of a smile.

I couldn't wait to get rid of this chatty druggist and move on to Butte. I was looking forward to the drive and dinner with Cody. I was so infatuated and curious about him, I could barely concentrate on my sales pitch. At last I escaped and found Cody sitting in the car as promised. We stopped at a gas station and I bought him a snack. Finally we were on the road.

"So Cody," I began, "Are you going to tell me where you're going and why you're out here all alone? I'm not trying to be nosy but if we get stopped by the cops and they ask me about you, I could get arrested for kidnapping or something."

The boy sighed a little but began to talk. I think it was reluctantly but he seemed to relax with me a little as the miles slid away under the car.

"My step dad threw me out of the house and told me never to come back. That was two weeks ago so I just began hitching."

"Where are you headed?" I asked.

Cody shrugged, "I don't know. I wanted to see Cody, Wyoming where I was born, so I headed there. After that, I just sort of went wherever the person I was riding with was going. The people who picked me up in Cody were going to Yellowstone which is why I ended up out here. The last ride I had made a call from Quake Lake Visitor Center and was so upset with whatever he heard, he just drove off and forgot me."

Lucky me, I thought to myself. "I'll bet your step dad is worried now. And your mom too."

"He isn't worried. He doesn't even want me. And I don't have a mom."

Cody looked sad.

"What about your real dad?" I asked avoiding mentioning his mother again.

"He's dead," the boy sighed again. "He was killed in an accident when I was six. My mother married Jack and then about three years ago she died too. Jack never liked me but I was part of the package with my mom. Now he was stuck with a kid he wasn't related to and didn't like."

"I don't know how he couldn't like you," I said. "You seem like a good kid to me."

Cody smiled weakly but didn't say anything more.

We rode in silence for about fifteen minutes. I couldn't get it out of my head that somebody wouldn't want this boy around. There was probably more to this but he didn't seem to want to talk about it anymore. I changed the conversation and began chatting about what I did for a living and explaining to him that I lived in the San Diego area and was just on a road trip. He seemed curious about the ocean and said he'd never seen it. He asked about the zoo and Sea World and I talked about the wild animal park with him too. At last we were on the outskirts of Butte. I knew this could be a big mistake but there was no way I could resist my next suggestion.

"Listen, Cody. Do you have any place to stay tonight? I have to get a motel room and two beds are the same price as one. You're more than welcome to stay," I said hopefully and nervously.

"You sure you don't mind?" he asked searching me with his golden eyes for any sign of insincerity.

"No problem. We'll get a room then I'll spring for some dinner. How's that?"

"That's really nice of you," he said and I could see the relief in his face about not having to spend another night in the cold.

We pulled into a local motel I regularly stayed in. I hadn't thought about being known to the manager.

"Nice to see you again Mr. Hastings," the manager said. "Who's this you've got with you?"

My heart skipped a beat but I rallied quickly. "Oh this is my nephew Cody. He's along to keep me company this trip." I winked at Cody. "We'll need a room with two beds."

"You got it," the manager said.

We moved the car in front of the room and took our stuff inside.

I let Cody have the bed closest to the bathroom while I took the one nearest the door. It was late afternoon but still early for dinner. I looked at the boy and then found myself suggesting something I knew could be another mistake. Actually it wasn't planned but I realized the implication of it after it was out of my mouth.

"You know, they've got a Laundromat in this motel and I have to do a few things. If you want I'll wash your stuff too. It's looking pretty grungy."

As I said, after I mentioned the laundry, if the kid accepted he would be in the room naked and I didn't know if I could restrain myself. I'm 27 years old and have never been with a boy since I was a little boy but I have never been in a situation where there was any temptation.

Cody smiled for the second time. "That would be great," he said, "All I've got are two of everything, jeans, shirts, socks and underwear plus this jacket and they are dirty."

"Great," I said, feeling a stirring in my loins which I hoped would abate and that Cody wouldn't notice. "Why don't you hit the shower and toss your stuff out. I'll take it over to the laundry and come back. After it's done, we'll find some chow."

"Okay," he said with a smile and walked into the bathroom.

Next thing I knew, his dirty clothes came flying out the door. "Everything in my pack is dirty too, Jeff. If you don't mind."

I dumped out the bag and true to his word all he had was two of everything. He also had a picture of a woman and man I guessed were his real parents. It was tattered and worn like everything he owned. I grabbed my stuff and his and went to the laundry. Five minutes later I was back and I could hear the shower running. How much I desperately wanted to go in there but I knew better. I had to resist these yearnings and be satisfied with his company for as long as he chose to share it. I began looking over my orders from the past two days.

The bathroom door opened and out stepped Cody with just a towel wrapped around his waist. My eyes were glued to him instantly. He had a flawless chest and stomach, both showing signs of his exit from boyhood into adolescence and wonderfully tight. His nipples were rose colored and erect and his navel was stretched vertically taut. His long legs were covered with a light brown hair that was sparse but noticeable, again betraying his ripening. Gawd this boy was perfect! How I longed for that towel to drop away and allow me to see the center of his boyhood.

"Feel better?" I asked hoping he hadn't noticed my quick but thorough perusal of his youth.

"Yeah, that was great," he said not seeming the least bit embarrassed about being half naked in front of a stranger he had only met 10 hours before.

"Here's a T-shirt of mine you can put on until your stuff's done," I said throwing it to him. How I envied that T-shirt slipping onto the boy's body. It was large enough to cover him to mid-thigh so he threw the towel aside after putting on the shirt. "Let's just kick back and watch some TV until the stuff's done," I suggested.

"Great," Cody responded and flopped back on his bed while I switched on the set.

I went in the bathroom a couple of times, sneaking a glance at him each time hoping that I might be able to catch a glimpse of what lay under the long shirt but it was no use. At last, the wash was dry and I brought the clothes back in the room and dumped them on the bed. I began folding my stuff and Cody got up to retrieve his. To my surprise, he didn't take his choice of clothing into the bathroom but simply turned away from me and took off my shirt. I was instantly erect and riveted to the two tight but perfectly rounded globes of his ass. Was there anything about this boy that wasn't perfect?

I didn't get to look for long but that first sight of his wonderful buns will forever be etched in my memory. Cody pulled up his wholly underwear then turned and tossed my shirt back to me. "Thanks," he said.

Sadly, he finished dressing and we both headed out for something to eat. I found a small cafe and we sat in a corner booth. For the first time, Cody initiated a conversation.

"Where you going tomorrow?" he asked.

"Just here in town," I answered, "I have quite a few pharmacies and doctors to see so I'll be here another night. How about you?"

Cody looked a little worried. "I don't know," he said finally.

"Well," I said hoping against hope, "I've got the room for another night. They've got an indoor pool here and there's a park about a quarter of a mile down the road. You're certainly welcome to stick around if you want to."

"You don't mind?" he asked.

"Shit no," I said forgetting that I hadn't cussed in front of him before. I was obviously embarrassed by my choice of words. "I enjoy the company."

For the first time he laughed, a wondrous, melodious laugh of a boy who's becoming a man. "You got a deal," he grinned adding, "Uncle Jeff!"

Now I laughed.

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