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@aol.com (TeenTales)

NOTE FROM CODY:
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 Three

I awoke with a start the next morning. I looked beside me and my stomach tied up in knots as I gazed at the boy-child beside me. I remembered the incidents of yesterday and early this morning and I became overcome with guilt. What had I done to this boy? I never thought I would do such a thing and now here I was lying in bed with a kid. I shouldn't have taken advantage of him when he was so vulnerable.

Cody opened his eyes halfway, and smiled at me. "You smell like cum!" he said.

I poured out my thoughts to him. "Oh shit, Cody. I am so sorry about last night. I really took advantage of you and it was absolutely wrong. I just couldn't help myself. I promise I won't do it again. Stuff like that can really mess up a kid. It was really dumb. It could damage you for life and that's the last thing I'd want to do to you!"

Cody propped himself up on one elbow and looked at me with wide eyes. "You didn't do anything wrong last night," he said. "That was the most awesome thing anybody's ever done to me.. It was great Jeff."

"It's child abuse, Cody!" I screamed. "It's a terrible thing. Man, I'm sorry."

Cody eyes bored into me. He sat completely up, the sheet falling away from his chest and his young hard upper torso was fully exposed. No matter how badly I felt, I couldn't avoid studying his lithe body again. He caught me squarely in the psyche when he spoke angrily.

"You're feeling guilty because of what we did? Fuck, Jeff, if you want me to get up and get out of here then say so. I thought you wanted me here. You say you abused me? I'll tell you what fucking abuse is!" His eyes were welling up with tears again. "Abuse is losing your dad when you're six. Abuse is having your mom marry a violent asshole who is only prevented from beating you because your mom is there. Abuse is losing her and being under the care (Cody said "care" sarcastically) of this drunken slob and getting your head bashed every other day! Abuse is being called a fucking faggot and knowing in your soul it's probably right!" He was almost sobbing again. "Abuse is being thrown out of the only place you've got when your goddam thirteen years old and not knowing where to go."

There it was - he got me. I was trying to hold him again. He pushed me away and flung the sheets off, leaping to his feet, his wondrous naked body shaking with anger. "Don't bother," he shouted. "You want to know what you did? I'll tell you what you fucking did! You picked up a total stranger that needed help. You didn't ask a lot of questions. You gave me a ride, you gave me food and you helped me to know there are other people like me. You bought me clothes and you gave me shelter. You told me you liked boys. Fuck, Jeff if that had bothered me I'd have left! I was lookin' for a ride when you picked me up and I can look for another one! I really needed you Jeff. I know you've got to go back where you came from but at least for a little while I thought somebody cared. So you sucked my cock - I liked it! I sure don't call that abuse compared to where I've been! I'll get my stuff and get out of here and don't worry I won't tell anybody about you! Shit!" he shouted.

I was crying now. I'd never heard a boy express himself that way. The depth of his maturity was overwhelming. I guess when you've had that kind of life, you do mature faster to deal with the world.

"Cody, listen. I never thought about any of that. I do care and I don't want you to go."

"So, now what?" he asked. "I go on down the road with you for another day or so then you go back to San Diego and I'm on the road again. It's just as easy to go now."

"Cody, I was going to ask you last night but it wasn't the time. I really love you kid. You've totally got to me and that's why I was feeling so guilty. I was afraid that I was forcing you into something. I was going to ask you to go back to San Diego with me. I've got a great house at the beach with a pool and lot's of room. I have thought about it and I know people in the schools down there. I can get you enrolled as my nephew if I pull a few strings. I couldn't see going off and leaving you."

I stood up now. If the climate hadn't been so intense, there would have been some humor in the scene. I grown man, buck naked, his dick dangling away, pleading with a thirteen year old boy, also bare-assed as a jay-bird in the middle of a dumpy motel in Butte, Montana.

He stared at me, searching my face for any sign of insincerity. I knew now that he was a lot better at reading situations than I had thought a boy his age would be.

"Do you really mean that?" he asked with some hope in his voice.

I put my hand on his shoulder and looked into his hypnotic eyes. "I really mean it, Cody."

Now we were hugging again and I was stroking his soft long hair, holding him tightly against my chest and rocking him gently. At last we let go and pushed away.

"You smell like cum," he said with a small grin.

I laughed, all the tension of the past few minutes dissolving. "Well, it isn't yours I smell like. To get rid of that, I need to brush my teeth!"

Cody laughed and I went into the bathroom to take a shower. The warm water felt good as I stepped into it. "You stupid ass," I thought to myself, "You really were a little self centered this morning. You almost destroyed the kid unintentionally. Now you've got a nephew and you'd better watch yourself."

The shower curtain pulled back and Cody stepped in with me. "Thought we'd save some water," he said with a grin. I wasn't going to start this thing all over again. I was looking at the most beautiful creature on the face of the earth, he wanted to be with me, I wanted him to be with me and he was in total control of the situation. I looked at this boy glistening in the water and I was gone again. My dick was instantly erect. "I guess you're glad we're saving water," he laughed noticing my boner. I watched in almost slow motion as his perfect boyhood began to inflate to join me.

"Did you really like that last night?" he asked.

"It was the most incredible dream come true I've ever had," I said truthfully. I was looking at his face now and all I could think about was kissing him. It didn't seem right so I held off but if there was anything I wanted at that point, that was it.

"I liked it too, Jeff. It was really good. It didn't bother me at all," he was trying to apologize, I think, for his earlier comments.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't think of anything so I took the soap and I turned him around. I began soaping up his shoulders and back, working up a good lather. My hands were reading every part of the boy as I caressed my way down his back. The tip of my huge hard-on touched the crack of his beautiful ass. I backed away quickly but he didn't move. I knelt down and began soaping up the two matching globes of his buttocks. They were incredibly tight and small. I spread his cheeks and ran my soapy hand up and down his crack carefully cleaning the rose of his ass. I could have washed that butt for a week and he knew it but I moved on down his long legs and made sure I covered every inch of them too. Cody turned around as I stood up. I glanced down to see his boyhood pointing up at me. He turned me around and repeated the same procedure I had just performed on him. I wallowed in the feel of his soft gentle hands gliding over my body. At last I turned around and we were face to face. He continued to soap me up, washing my chest and stomach. He worked up a big lather and then took hold of my dick sliding his hand up and down my cock, lubricating it with soap. I closed my eyes. The boy was beating me off for the second time in six hours. My knees began to shake as I approached climax. He could feel my tension and I looked down just as I began to explode, watching my cum shoot wave after wave of my man milk onto his stomach. The shower quickly rinsed it away but it was even more erotic to watch me empty myself on him. He smiled as I rinsed off.

It took me about a minute to get over my climax but I couldn't wait to return the favor. I lathered up and began gently massaging the boy's testicles. His nuts were hard and well rounded. His sack was fully relaxed which gave me the chance to explore it fully. At last, I grasped his hard young boymeat and began to stroke. He sighed. I turned off the water. "Since we're doing this," I said sliding up and down the smooth perfect adolescence, "I want to watch you cum."

"Whatever," he whispered, his long lashes fluttering as he buried himself in the work of my hand.

Within a minute he announced the big event. "Ah man, you'd better start watching. I think I'm about ready to put on a show!"

I focused on the beautiful shaft in my hand, the pink head popping in and out of visibility as worked. I stroked the meat softly and made sure I covered the entire shaft. All he said was "uhhhhh..." again and the raging cock fired a volley of boyjuice right onto my dick. Another shot of hot cum followed it, followed by another and another and another. The penis was showing all its might while I held it tightly in my hand. Cody was shaking as he came. At last he stopped.

"Guess we need another shower," he said breathlessly. I held the wet boy close to me. "Yep," I said and turned the water back on.

We both got dressed and I went up to the office to pay the bill. Cody loaded the car and was sitting in all his adolescent perfection on the passenger side wearing the second outfit I'd bought him.

"Lookin' good," I said.

He smiled. "Thanks. Where're we going?"

"Back to Billings. I have a few stores to visit along the way and then we'll spend the night there. I've got a another plane ticket to buy. We'll take off first thing in the morning if you don't figure out a way to distract me so we miss the damn thing!"

The boy grinned knowing what I meant. He didn't say anything as we pulled out of the motel of my dreams and headed down the road in the early morning sunshine.