My Paperboy

My Paperboy - 13 Copyright 2009 by hgo469@yahoo.com All Rights Reserved

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex between boys, men or boys and men or live in a jurisdiction where reading/possessing such materials is illegal exit now. (If you are living in one of those jurisdictions you would do better to move now.)

This story is fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more; however, some of the fruits of my imagination do get their start from things that happened in the past, either to me or to someone I know. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.

If you like this let me know -- questions and constructive criticism will be acknowledged -- flames will be ignored.

Chapter 13

After that night we didn't have any more family activities on school nights, but I'm quite sure that the boys were not living the life of a monk, in more than one morning the boys arrived from different rooms from the one where they went to bed.

Bobby started class at the community college, his class schedule allowed him to sleep in a couple of mornings and he also had to go back in the evening for a couple as well. Officially Bobby lived in the room that I also used as an office, only we all knew that he was sleeping with me every night. On those days where he didn't have to get up early he wanted to sleep in bondage and that was certainly okay with me. Of course, I would have been willing to have him tie me once in a while, but at the same time I really felt that I should be able to take care of any emergency that might happen.

I had heard Bobby's alarm and just lay there, allowing him to get ready for school before I got up myself. I also heard the other boys all getting ready for school, I didn't have to get up and help as they were all able to fix their own breakfast and head off to school. I felt Bobby rolling around on the bed and then suddenly I felt his hot, moist mouth engulfing my morning hard-on.

I reached down to warn Bobby away, knowing that it wouldn't take very much for my bladder to release and fill the now sucking boy's mouth with my urine. We had never played that way and I was afraid that it might be something that he was ready for. When I started to reluctantly pull him away he brushed his hands away.

"If you don't let me pee before you do anything else you are going to get a lot more than just a mouth of cum."

"I certainly hope so," was his reply.

"Have you ever had someone piss in your mouth before?"

"There's a first time for everything, and I decided that today is the one for this. I want to take everything that you have to give me." Bobby dove back onto my erection.

I laid back and enjoyed what he was doing, obviously he had been thinking about it for some time and it has been some time since a boy had taken my pee this way.

Bobby worked his oral magic on my now rigid member; the only thing that I wondered about at the moment was which was going to come first, piss or cum.

Suddenly Bobby pushed a finger into my anus and that was all it took, I shot a hot load of man-juice directly into the sucking boy's mouth which he then swallowed as quickly as it exploded from my cock. As the flow of cum ended I knew that there was no way that I was going to be able to prevent a stream of hot yellow urine.

When the piss replaced cum in his mouth Bobby continued to swallow, not allowing even single of either fluid to escape. I tried not to put too must pressure behind this flow so that he would be able to drink it down. It was only when the last drops of piss had flowed that Bobby pulled back and licked his lips.

"That was fantastic," he said with a smile. "Now I need to get ready for class."

I lay back in the afterglow of orgasm.

I'm not quite sure why I decided today was to be the day for drinking his pee, but I knew I was going to do it, and just the way he lay there just seemed to drive my actions. I knew that it wouldn't take very much effort to get him to cum and then when that happened it was really very easy to just keep sucking and take the hot fluid.

I didn't know just what to expect when Jim's urine started flowing only once it started I knew that I would have to stick with it to prevent him from ending up wetting the bed. I had the feeling that Jim was trying to hold back a little bit so that I could take everything and I managed to make sure that not a single drop escaped from me.

Jim was there with a very large smile on his face, I leaned forward and put my lips against his and started a large kiss. Jim opened his mouth to me and our tongues fought against each other, each attempting to gain entry. Jim forced his tongue into my mouth and worked to gather any little pieces of flavor from both his cum and his piss.

Then Jim slapped his hand against my butt and told me to go take my shower of I was going to be late for school. I checked on the boys in the kitchen on my way to the shower, seeing that everything seemed to be going smoothly I took my shower and then got ready to leave.

"Hey there Bobby, can you give us a ride to school?" Brent asked.

"Are all of you ready to go," I replied.

All nodded their heads.

"And have you all put everything away?"

Again I got four nods.

"Okay, then everyone into the car, you all have your lunch, keys, homework?"

They all said they did as they headed out the door. I stuck my head into Jim's room to tell him that I had all the boys and was off to school. Jim waved me out to the car. Another day had begun.

Well, so far everything was going well, all of them were in school and all of the boys were doing their bit to keep the house livable. I got up and did a quick check to make sure that everything was where it was supposed to be. A second look into the boy's bedrooms showed that each of them had made their beds and, while it still looked like they were lived in by teenaged boys, everything was good.

The house felt quiet as I headed back to take a shower, had it really been this short a period of time since all of them had moved in? I was accustomed to living on my own for several years and already I was missing the noise from all of them being around. After taking a quick shower of my own I started on a project that I had been putting off for several days.

I'd been at it for a couple of hours when I heard the door bell. I checked the door cam and realized that I didn't know who it was.

"Who is it?" I asked. "Whatever you're selling I don't want it."

"Are you Jim James?" he asked.

"Who want to know?"

"My name is David Errol; I'm with the Department of Family Services. I'd like to speak with you about the Ng boys."

"Just a minute," I said as I looked around for a pair of shorts and then went to see what he wanted.

When I opened the inner door I saw that the car at the curb said Department of Family Services and he had out his official identification. "Mr. James?" he asked.

"Yes, that is me. What can I do for you, sir?" I asked.

"I'd like to talk with you about the orphans that are staying with you."

It took me a moment to realize that he was talking about Bobby and his brothers. "I'm sorry, but I don't speak of them that way. Their oldest brother is an adult and has already been granted co-guardianship with his uncle."

"I'm aware of that that is one of the reasons I'm here."

The first thing that thought was that someone was already trying to start running their lives. "So what do you want then?" I asked with without much of a smile.

"If you'll allow me to come in for a couple of minutes I'm sure I can answer your questions."

I opened the door and reluctantly invited him in. We sat down at the table in the living room and Mr. Error opened his briefcase, pulling out a pile of papers. I was already growing tired of this bureaucrat.

"I had expected someone a bit older than you to be taking on the responsibility of this many teenage boys."

"I didn't know that there was some rule about how old you had to be a father," I replied a bit sarcastically.

"There isn't."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Since they are orphans the state wants to make sure that they are being properly cared for."

"Well, the Ng boys are being taken care by their oldest brother as well as their uncle and me that makes three people caring for them. Most children only have two parents, so I would think that they are better off than most."

"Look Mr. James, I'm just doing my job."

"Fine, but first I want to know who it is decided that you should become involved in these boys lives?"

"Look, their parents died a short time ago and the DFS want to be sure that they are doing okay."

"They're doing just fine, and they have plenty of family to make sure it stays that way."

"You don't need to be hostile, like I said before; I'm just doing my job."

"Okay, you've done it, if your services are needed I assure you that you will be notified, meanwhile I would have to say that the very best thing you could do is stay away."

There were a few more words and then he left, but I was really worried about him, or someone else from his agency, causing problem. I had already spoken with Bobby about finding a good lawyer. I didn't want to become too involved with that part of their life, but something was going to be done to keep the government from getting too involved..

When I got home after class Jim was still upset about the visit that morning. After he explained I was a bit upset too. We decided that I would need to retain a attorney as soon as possible. It was only a few minutes after I arrived Brent arrived from school. The problem was that he wasn't due for over an hour.

"What are you doing home this early?" I asked.

Brent handed me an envelope, the said: Mr. Robert Ng and the return address was `The Office of the Principal".

Brent didn't say a word.

MR. NG

BRENT WAS SENT HOME EARLY AFTER A ALTERCATION AT SCHOOL. ALL OF THE STUDENTS INVOLVED HAVE BEEN TOLD THAT NEED TO COME TO SCHOOL SO THAT WE CAN GET TO THE TRUTH OF THE MATTER. THE OTHER STUDENTS INVOLVED CLAIM THAT BRENT STARTED THINGS WHILE HE CLAIMS THAT THEY WERE THE ONES TO START IT.

BRENT WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO RETURN TO SCHOOL UNTIL SUCH TIME AS HE BRINGS ONE OF HIS PARENTS/GUARDIANS WITH HIM TO SCHOOL.

I HAVE SET ASIDE WHAT I BELIEVE TO BE A SUFFICIENT PERIOD OF TIME TO DEAL WITH THIS MATTER AT 8:30 IN THE MORNING TOMORROW. IF THERE IS A PROBLEM WITH THIS PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU CAN ATTEND A MEETING ABOUT THIS MATTER.

THANK YOU, JOHN R. MANSFIELD PRINCIPAL

I looked over Brent as I handed the letter to Jim. I noticed that there a couple of bruises on his face. He still just stood there without saying a word.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I was in a fight, no big thing."

"Yes it is a big thing, now what happened?"

"Hold on a minute," Jim said. "Let's wait until everyone is home and then we will all deal with it as a family."

I could see the advantage of that. "Okay, Brent, go to your room until everyone is home."

Brent walked off to his room. I had done my best to sound like I knew what I was doing, but I certainly didn't feel like I did.

"Do you think I handled this properly?" I asked Jim.

"I think so, it what I would have done."

Thanks," Bobby said.

The others arrived at their regular time. Kelly had heard that Brent had had some sort of problem at school, but he hadn't what it was. I told everyone that we weren't going to discuss it at all until after dinner.

Dinner was rather subdued and after dinner was over the twins quickly cleaned up the dishes. After everything was finished we all gathered in the living room. Brent sat by himself at one side of the room while Jim and I were at the other. The three other boys sat on the floor near our feet, no one said anything. I looked over at Jim and he nodded slightly; obviously he expected me to take the lead here.

"What happened?" I asked Brent. "Tell us in your own words, no one here is going to prejudge you, but I want to know what I'm going to hear at the school tomorrow."

"I had a fight; if you think I have bruises you should see the other guys." Brent tried to smile at his attempted joke.

"Let's leave the humor for later, just tell us what you were fighting about."

Brent sat silently for a moment. "Do you Buff and his gang? You know those guys who were the ones making all the jokes about Jim and how they knew he was the neighborhood pervert? Well, when he found out that we were living with Jim he started calling me queer and faggot whenever he say me."

"When you let someone like him get to you you've let him win already."

"I know, but then he changed from just saying things to deliberately running into me in the hallway or trying to knock my books onto the floor. This was always followed with something like `sorry faggot' or some other similar slight. Then today he didn't just tried to knock the books from my hand, he tripped me in the hall and then kicked me." He showed where a bruise was forming on his side. "That was the last straw, if I didn't do something about this I could expect things to only get worse.

"There were three of them, but I still came out on top. Buff will have a really nice shiner on his left eye tonight and his two sidekicks have far more bruises than I do. I would have given at least one of them another black eye if Mr. Mansfield hadn't broken up apart, I heard all three of them saying that I started the fight and that I had some sort of weapon that I used on them."

"Did you have one?" I asked.

"All I had was my fists, and a couple of things that I learned when I took that karate class a year ago."

"So, did anything else happen?"

"No, all four of us were sent home and their parents are supposed to come to the principal's office in the morning."

"Do you want to say anything Jim?"

He nodded his head. "Do you think that you have accomplished anything with this fight? And what if this should end up having someone taking a close look at the things that happen around here. This morning I had a visit by someone from the Department of Family Services. They wanted to nose around and become involved in our lives. I think I have got rid of them, but I can't be sure and something like this could work against what I'm trying to do."

Brent looked down toward the floor. "Sorry, I don't want anything to happen to anyone here, but I had just taken all I could take."

"I understand, but you have to think before you act, even when dealing with someone as like that."

I knew that Jim and Bobby were right, but was I supposed to just keep turning the next cheek all the time? I didn't know what to do. I sat there while Jim agreed that he would come to the school the next morning with Bobby.

I returned to my room and a few minutes later Kelly came in. "You really took on all three of them?"

"Of course, you know that a bully like that never goes anywhere without a couple of other guys with him. All by himself I knew that I could beat Buff in a fair fight."

"So how did you get those other guys out of the way?"

"A couple of lucky shots and a quick kick in the knee and then I had to actually chase Buff down a bit as he was trying to get away. I'm sorry if I caused problems for everyone else, but I'd taken about all I could from those fools."

Kelly hugged Brent. "I know all about those bullies and regardless of what anyone else says I think you did the right thing."

"Thanks."

Kelly planted a big kiss on me while he reached into my crotch and cupped my nuts with his hand. I took a short step backward and pulled Kelly onto me on the bed, grasping his nuts much as he had hold of mine.

The two of us tumbled into a pile or arms and legs with Kelly on top. Quickly he turned himself around until he was able to capture my rapidly growing cock into his mouth. I returned the favor and the two of us worked in tandem to bring each to that point of no return that we both sought. It really take very long before I was blasting my load of hot boy jism into the back of my brother's hot moist oral cavity.

Kelly seemed to be attempting to hold himself back, and when I had lost the last of my load he pulled away from me without cuming.

"Okay boy, now I'm going to fuck you," Kelly said as he began crawling up between my legs, throwing my legs up onto his shoulders.

I reached back and pulled my asscheeks apart a little bit so that he would have a clear shot at the rosebud of my anus. He reached over to the bedside table where we kept the Vaseline and started working some of the slippery goo into my asshole. Next he spread a bit over his rock-hard tool and then he began to push the mushroom shaped cockhead against my sphincter, pressing ever more insistently until it muscle relaxed slightly and it gained entry.

Kelly stayed there with just the cockhead buried in my asshole for a little while and then he began pushing the remainder of the cockshaft into me. I started to say something, but as soon as I opened my mouth he covered it with his hand.

"Silence!" he ordered as I felt his groin press against my butt.

Slowly Kelly pulled back until again only the cockhead was buried and then with a single thrust he pushed the entire member back inside me. It felt wonderful.

Now he started to gain speed with each thrust becoming a bit faster than the one before until he was bouncing his hairless groin against my ass as fast as he could do it. It didn't take very long for his self-control to fail and I felt his shooting his cocksnot deep into my more than willing rectum.

I wasn't exactly what to say or do with Brent, I knew Buff and knew that was just a bag of wind without a couple others there to make sure that he was able to win any confrontation. I was sure that Brent's fighting back was the last thing that he expected and I suspect that a lot more of the others that he has bullying were likely to get together and take put an end to his reign of terror around the school. But at the same time this had caused problems for Jim and there was always that it could cause the authorities to try to break up this happy little home that we were establishing together.

Since we were both in the nude, like always, it seemed that all of my good intentions regarding having a heart-to-heart talk with my brother flew out the window when I looked at his sexy body and felt my own erection growing.. Brent told me what had happened, Buff needed what had happened, and Brent looked like he really needed a bit of cheering up. The best way I know of to do that always ends up being sexy and this one certainly did. We fell together onto the bed and I quickly turned around so that we were fitting together in a classic 69.

I held back as Brent squirted his juices into my sucking mouth and then pulled out before he had a chance to bring me to orgasm. Now I climbed between his legs and threw them up over my shoulders so that I had a direct shot as his asshole I opened the Vaseline and worked a large glob of the grease into his anus and then a layer of it on my cock as well. Brent's sphincter resisted a little and then allowed the head of my rigid cock. After a minute I began to push forward until my entire cockshaft was buried deep in his boy pussy. As I felt my groin smack against his asscheeks Brent started to say something but I put my hand over his mouth for a moment which silenced him so that I could enjoy the feeling of my cock buried in his hot, moist anus.

I slowly increased my speed until I was fucking into my brother's asshole fast enough that if any had been watching all they would have seen is a blur. It didn't take long for me to reach the point where I couldn't hold back any longer. My nuts pulled up into their sac and started pumping blast after blast of my jism into my brother's asshole.

As my orgasm ended I fell forward against Brent's chest, at the same time my cock deflated and slowly withdrew, leaving an empty feeling in his asshole as we again engaged in a delightfully kiss. Then I pulled him into my arms and the two of us drifted off to sleep.

Bobby and Brent were talking in the living while I watched as the other three boys prepared for school. Things were a bit more subdued, but there was still plenty of horseplay as the boys left -- today they were going to have to make the four block walk to both schools while the rest of us got ready for Brent's morning with the principal.

When we got to the school we found that the others hadn't arrived yet. Mr. Mansfield toward me and asked if I was Brent's guardian.

"Brent's guardian is his oldest brother, Robert Ng," I said pointing to Bobby.

He looked over to Bobby. "I remember you; you were in one of my classes while I was still teaching."

Bobby smiled. "Yes sir, and now I'm here again, only this time as more of a parent instead of a student."

"That who are you sir?" he asked looking back at me.

"I guess you could call me a friend of the family, also at the moment the Ng's are living in my home so perhaps I'm also their landlord."

I thought Bobby was going to start laughing right them, but he managed to hold his cool.

"Well, since you are the first one here we might have you give me your side of what happened." Mr. Mansfield Brent into his office.

"Just tell the truth," Bobby told Brent just before Mr. Mansfield closed the door.

A few minutes later the other three boys arrived. Buff's left eye was almost completely swollen closed and all of them showed bruises that agreed with Brent's claim that he had come out on top. Each of the boys had a parent with them and I could hear at least of what they were whispering to their parent. All of them sat down on the other side of the room and all three parents looked like they would be almost anywhere than where they were.

A few minutes Mr. Mansfield escorted Brent back into the outer office. "Okay, which of you is next?" he asked.

Buff stood up, "I'll tell you what really happened, not the fairytale he gave you," he said.

After Buff each of the other boys was taken into the office, none of them were there as long as Brent has been.

In a whisper Brent said, "I did what you told me and just told the truth, only it will be the story that they tell against mine, three against one, and I'm sure that they have been making sure that their stories agree completely, regardless to what happens."

"Just wait and see," Bobby, "Mr. Mansfield is a lot more aware than you may think and I'm sure he will be able to figure out how is telling the truth."

Brent didn't look as confident as Bobby appeared to be. Still Bobby just sat there silently and waited to see what would happen next.

After Mr. Mansfield had interviewed each of the boys separately he ushered all of us into the conference room beside his office. All of us took seats with myself sort of sitting try back away until Bobby asked me to become involved.

"First off, do any of you want to add to what you have already told me, or to change your story?" Mr. Mansfield asked.

Everyone sat there silently; you could have heard a pin drop.

"Okay, then I want all of you to watch this little video, we will discuss it when it finishes."

The video started, it was a surveillance video taken in the hallway where the incident happened. After a few seconds Brent into the fame and appeared to be opening his locker. A moment later Buff and company came into view. The first think that happened was Buff shoved Brent into the locker door and scattered his schools across the hallway. Then Buff kicked Brent directly in the side with a visible smile on his face.

Next both of the other boys kicked at Brent and one of them hit him against the side of his face. I couldn't tell for sure what they saying but it was obviously was taunting.

Suddenly Brent almost flew up from the floor, punching one boy in the stomach and then grabbing each of their heads and banging them together hard enough that I could also feel it, even there on the silent video.

Buff started turned and started to run away, Brent took after him and started throwing punches as fast as he could. It was after Brent had thrown a number of punches that Mr. Mansfield waded through the crowd of students and pulled Buff and Brent apart. Another teacher collared the other two boys and everyone headed down the hallway. The video ended.

"I have asked my wife, who is very good at reading lips, just what was said, I can share it if you would like."

"I've seen enough already," said Buff's father. Turning to his son he said, "And as for you, I've had more than enough of you as well. I told you that if there were any more problems at school I was going to send you to that military school, well kiddo, you have just earned your way there with this little incident.

"Mr. Mansfield, and you too Mr. Ng, you will have no additional problems, Buff will no longer be causing any problem for anyone in this school."

"But dad," Buff protested.

"No but dad, I warned you, this is the last straw, and when three boys your size park on one as small as him it becomes obvious that something is wrong."

Buff started to say something but the angry look on his father's face caused him to stay quiet.

Neither of the other boys said anything, but the looks that their parent's gave them said plenty.

"As for you Brent, two wrongs don't make a right. I understand why you defended yourself; however, once Buff had tried to run away it was time for you to let it end. We have ways to take cares of things without you fighting in the hallways around here.

"Since Buff's father has already announced that Buff was going to be changing schools there is nothing I need to do. As for the two of you, you will be suspended for three days, given 20 detentions and each of you will be required to send an apology to Brent for what you did. And Brent, you have no excuse for continuing the fight with Buff; therefore, you will be suspended for one day and given 10 detentions."

Brent looked like he didn't expect anything to happen to him.

"Today is Friday, Brent this is your day of suspension and Mr. Ng, I would suggest that you have a very serious conversation with your brother about what is concerted proper behavior at school. Your detentions will start after school on Monday.

"I only have the authority to suspend you for three without getting the school board involved and I don't think that is required at this time; however, if there are any more problems I assure you that it will happen. Your detentions will start when you return to school on Wednesday. Does anyone else have anything they would like to ad?"

When no one said anything he added, "Then I guess were finished here." He stood as everyone left the conference room. "Mr. Ng, could you stay for a moment?" he asked.

I led Brent out into the outer office as the others left while Brent and I waited for Bobby.

I watched the others leave and wondered what Mr. Mansfield wanted.

"Mr. Ng, this is the first time that any of you boys has ever come to my attention and I really do think that Brent was more than a bit justified with what he did, but I just can't allow it to happen in the school. I do hope that I don't ever need to have you come back here about any of your brothers.

"One other thing, I heard about the accident and wanted to send my sincere condolences. I am glad that you have been able to hold the family together."

"Thank you sir," I said. We shook hands and I went out to join Brent and Jim.

"What did he want?" Brent asked when we got back to the car.

I just smiled at him and wondered I could do to make it sure that this didn't happen again, regardless of the reason.

To be continued:

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

It has been five years since I last posted something about Bobby and his extended family. I guess that is about long enough for all of the boys to be in bed with their hands tied behind themselves. Over the years I have heard from a number readers who wanted to know when I would write the next chapter. I do hope that you will feel that it was worth the wait. I will try to be a bit more prompt, but I do have a couple of reasons, one that I moved and the other that I have spent far too much time in the hospital of late.