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When Rafe (Rafael) was born, after a very difficult delivery by Caesarian Section, the doctors informed his parents that they could not have any more children unless they adopted.  Rafe’s mother’s ovaries were ulcerated, and the doctor had to remove them during the delivery.  His parents became overly protective of the only child they would ever have.   They never let him play in a playground with other kids, and when he was of school age, they elected to home school him.  The poor boy lived in an ivory tower.  He had no friends, and no school yard where he could learn the mysteries of life.  He was practically a prisoner in his own home.

Both his parents were educated.  Before Rafe was born, they both had good, high paying jobs.  After his birth, his mother decided to be a stay-at-home mom, and to take on the role of being his home school teacher.  When Rafe was ready for high school, his mother was cajoled into going back to the workforce by her former boss.  She wanted to do that very much, so she hired a recent college graduate to continue to home school her son.

Parker was just twenty-two.  He had recently received his degree in education, but hesitated to teach in a New York school.  New York’s public schools had become urban jungles.  When he saw the ad on Craig’s list to home teach Rafe, he grabbed at the opportunity.  In fact, he was the only one who answered the ad.  Rafe was more than happy to welcome Parker into his life.  His parents were about the only two people in the world with whom he had a relationship. 

Rafe had no yardstick to judge for himself, but he was one handsome dude.  At fourteen he was almost full grown at 5’ 11”.  He would only grow one more inch.  His parents had amply supplied him with exercise equipment, and he worked out a lot because he had nothing else to do.  When Parker first saw Rafe, his gay heart did a couple of flips.

Parker’s hours were nine to three, leaving Rafe alone for a short period of time until one of his parents came home.  Parker taught Rafe a full curriculum as prescribed by the State of New York.  One subject that was not on the list was sex education.  It was inevitable that it should eventually become a topic of conversation between the two boys.

Rafe woke each morning with an erection, and had difficulty peeing.  Also, he had experienced frequent wet dreams since he was twelve, and he kept messing up his bed.  He was reluctant to speak to his dad about it.  Besides, his father was always traveling for business, and was hardly ever home.  He decided to speak to Parker, but when he had an opportunity, he always chickened out.

One day, shortly after his fifteenth birthday, the most incredible thing happened.  Rafe had an ejaculation smack dab in the middle of his lessons.  He was wet and sticky and had to change his clothes.  Now he was forced to ask Parker about it.  When he told Parker what happened, his teacher told him that he should clean up and change, and then he would explain what was going on.  The boy looked so scared that Parker also told him that he shouldn’t worry.  What happened to him was perfectly normal.

Parker went with Rafe to his bedroom.  When Rafe stripped, Parker saw that he was a mess, so he suggested that he shower and get good and clean.  Without thinking Parker accompanied him to the bathroom.  He sat on the commode and waited for Rafe to finish.  Rafe was cut and about four fat flaccid inches.  Parker gulped at the beautiful sight.

“Hey, Parker,” Rafe called from the shower, “would you do my back?”

“Sure I will, but I’ll have to strip and come into the shower.  Is that okay with you?

“Of course it is.”

Parker stripped quickly, and entered the shower.  He ignored his hard cock, but Rafe didn’t.  “You’re hard like I am in the morning.” Rafe pointed out.  “Do you have to pee?”

“No.  I’ll explain when I teach you about wet dreams, and how to prevent them.”

“I don’t want to prevent them.  They feel too good.  I want to know how to avoid the mess.”

“Have patience, my young student.  Today’s lesson is not on the curriculum.  It’s called sex education.”

Parker took a bar of soap and started to scrub Rafe’s back.  He went lower and lower and began to scrub Rafe’s ass, and finally, without thinking, he worked on Rafe’s crack.  Both men were lost in some other realm, and Parker inserted a finger into Rafe’s ass.  The boy gave out one loud sigh, and that brought Parker to his senses.  He removed his finger, rinsed them both off, and stepped out of the shower, holding Rafe’s hand.  They dried themselves off, and Rafe started to dress.

“Wait,” Parker said.  “Some of the stuff I want to teach you requires that we be naked.”

The two men sat down on Rafe’s bed and Parker began his lesson.  Their thighs were touching, and Parker ignored it.  It felt too good.  He explained to his student how his body was maturing and producing semen.  “It’s the stuff that fertilizes a female egg.  It needs to be released, and unless you do that you will continue to have wet dreams,” Parker instructed.

“How can I do that without getting married?  I don’t want to get married.”

Parker laughed.  “You don’t have to get married.  You can trick the brain into thinking you’re having sex.  It’s called masturbation.  Do you know what that is?”

Incredibly, Rafe shook his head.  Parker couldn’t believe it.

‘It’s what all men do to relieve sexual tension.  Would you like me to show you how to do it?”

Without hesitation, Rafe said, “Yes, please.”

“I’ll be happy to show you, but you must swear by all that’s holy that you won’t tell anyone.”

“Why not?  If all men do it, what’s the big secret?”

Parker carefully explained the law to Rafe and indicated that he could be thrown in jail if anyone found out.  When he said that, Rafe’s face clouded over, and he sobbed.  “I swear, Parker.  I swear I won’t tell anyone.”

“Let’s lie down on your bed side by side,” Parker said, and Rafe was happy to oblige him. 

As soon as they were comfortably settled, the two men smiled at each other.  Parker wrapped his fist around his fast growing cock and began to stroke it.  The conversation and the intimacy of the moment were making him very horny, and he felt himself cumming, so he stopped stroking.

“I haven’t climaxed yet,” he said.  “Now you do it.”

Rafe was flaccid.  He started to stroke, but after a few minutes he wasn’t getting hard, so Parker said, “Here, let me do that for you.”  He pushed Rafe’s hand aside and took over the stroking.  Rafe erected instantly.  Then he began to purr.  “This feels so nice,” he said.

“Now,” Parker ordered, “you finish yourself off, and I’ll finish me.”  He let go of Rafe’s cock and resumed stroking himself.  Rafe immediately lost his erection, but he watched Parker in fascination.  He grew scared when Parker became short of breath.  He was wiggling all over the bed, and Rafe thought he was having a seizure.  Parker stopped for just a second, grabbed some tissues off the bedside table, and covered his prick.  With one banshee wail, he came into the tissues.

After he calmed down, he said to Rafe, “You see?  This way you can catch the semen, and not make a mess, and your wet dreams will stop.  Don’t be afraid to do it as often as you like.”  Glancing at Rafe, Parker said, “I see you got soft again.  Let me help you.”

He took Rafe’s cock in his hand and resumed stroking.  In a very short while, Rafe felt his rapture erupting inside of him.  He was scared stiff, but he knew that Parker would never hurt him.  Only one thing bothered him.  Parker did not catch his semen in a tissue, and he was all messy again.  He thought he would have to shower again, but much to his surprise Parker bent down over him, and began to eat his spunk.

“What are you doing?” he asked Parker.

“I’m eating your semen.  I love the taste of it.”

The two young men stayed in bed for another half hour.  Rafe assured Parker that he loved the day’s lesson.  They were holding hands, and Parker could not help himself.  He leaned over and kissed Rafe.  His mouth was tight shut.  Rafe sighed.

“We better get up and get dressed before your mom gets home, Parker said.  “And remember, you can’t tell a soul what we just did.”

For the next few weeks, Rafe reported to Parker that he was masturbating as much as he could.  He said that he would imagine that he was doing it to Parker, and it was getting better and better.  Parker knew that it was only a matter of time, and he would let Rafe do it to him, but for now the men did not get intimate.  That did not stop Rafe from searching the internet to learn everything on the subject he had so happily experienced.

About four months after Parker taught Rafe how to masturbate, Rafe’s mother called Parker.  She asked him not to leave at 3 PM.  She said that she wanted to talk to him, and would make him dinner.  Parker panicked, afraid that she had discovered his indiscretion.  Then he told himself that she wouldn’t be making him dinner if she had found out, and he calmed down.

When she came home, she came right out with it.  “My husband is going to Rome for three or four weeks on business, and I’d desperately like to go with him.  Do you think you could live in while I’m away, and make sure that Rafe continues his lessons and eats well?  I’ll give you extra money so you two can eat out once in a while.  What do you say?”

Parker could hardly say no, so he said, “Yes, of course I will.”

“We’re leaving two weeks from Sunday morning.  Do you think you could move in Saturday night or come over early on Sunday?”

“Sure I can, but where will I sleep?  This is only a two bedroom apartment.”

“You can use the master bedroom, and if you decide to come over Saturday night, you can sleep on the sofa for one night only.”

She and Parker agreed on wages and spending money.  They shook on it, and Parker went home.  He had no desire to sleep on a sofa, so he told himself to arrive very early on Sunday morning.

On the morning of Rafe’s parents’ departure, Parker took a cab to Rafe’s apartment.  He had two big suitcases with him.  When he was seated in the cab, he called Rafe’s parents to tell them that he was fifteen minutes away.

“Our cab is out front, and we’re just leaving,” Rafe’s father said.  “I’m afraid we’ll miss you, but we gave Rafe all our contact information, and a few instructions.”

“Great!  Have a wonderful trip.”

When Parker arrived, Rafe greeted him with a big grin.  Parker went right to the master bedroom, and unpacked his suitcases.  There was plenty of room in the closets, since Rafe’s parents had just about cleaned out their clothing for their trip.  Rafe stayed with him while he unpacked.  The boy could not stop smiling.

“Have you had breakfast yet?” Parker asked.

“Yeah, but let’s go out for lunch.  It’s Sunday and there will be no lessons today, although I wouldn’t mind further instruction in sex education.”

Parker got very pensive and he thought, Rafe didn’t even know what jacking off was when they first met, and he was then almost fifteen.  Apparently his father had not had the birds and the bees talk with him, and never would.  Parker vowed to take on that role, provided that Rafe would swear to silence once again.

“Okay,” Parker answered, “But whatever I tell you; whatever we do together, I want you to swear to keep our secret once again, as long as you are a minor.”

“I swear.”

“Have you had your morning shower yet?” Parker asked. 

In anticipation of what was to come, Rafe was speechless.  He could only shake his head. 

“Then we’ll start in the shower, “Parker said.  “That’s always the best place to begin sex play, but when we aren’t doing lessons, I brought some DVD’s for us to watch together.”

Rafe’s grin got even bigger, if that was possible.

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Parker ran the water in the shower until he was satisfied with the temperature.  He asked Rafe to test the water, and let him know if it suited him.  Rafe put his hand under the running stream and nodded his head.  They stepped into the shower together, and Parker got the shock of his life.  Rafe threw his arms around him and kissed him on the lips, but his mouth was closed.  It was Parker who wanted to taste tongue, but he controlled himself.  He pulled away from Rafe.

“Look, Rafe,” Parker said, “this shower is to assure cleanliness for what’s to come later, so let’s soap up and get moving to bigger and better things.”

Rafe immediately got busy cleansing himself, but he stared in awe as he watched Parker clean under his foreskin.  An uncut cock was a new sight for him.  They washed each other’s backs, and this time Parker was more discreet.  It seemed like hours to Rafe, but finally Parker was satisfied and they left the shower.  They dried each other and Parker told Rafe to lie down in his bed while he pulled several DVD’s from his suitcase.

A large TV sat on Rafe’s dresser and faced his bed.  A DVD player was attached, and Parker inserted a disk into it.  He lay down in bed next to Rafe, and with the remote, he turned on the TV and started the DVD.  The disk he chose was hetero porn, but he wanted to see Rafe’s reaction.  The boy was starved for both love and sex, but Parker did not want to force gay sex on him.

They watched for almost half an hour while men and women went down on each other and fucked merrily away.  Parker kept looking at Rafe’s cock which remained perfectly flaccid.  Finally, Rafe sighed and asked, “When do we see guys going at it.”

Parker smiled, but he wasn’t certain yet that Rafe was gay, so he got out of bed and substituted the straight porn disk for a gay male one.  He climbed quickly back in bed and started the TV and the new film.  In the opening scene two young men (fully dressed) are teasing each other.  It takes about fifteen minutes until they are fully undressed, and one of them goes down on the other.  Parker glanced at Rafe.  He was fully erect and stroking himself slowly.

Parker removed Rafe’s hand from his cock, and said, “Don’t get yourself off.  I’ll do it for you when we return from lunch.  We have all the rest of the day for me to give you a comprehensive gay sex education.”  Rafe smiled at Parker and nodded.  They watched some more TV until the end of the sequence.  Then they got up, dressed, and went to a nearby luncheonette.

When they returned home, they undressed and resumed their positions in bed.  Rafe wanted to get right to it, but Parker insisted that they watch the rest of the DVD.  Rafe’s eyes became saucer sized, when for the first time, he witnessed rimming and anal sex.

“Are we going to do all that?” Rafe asked.

“That, and more, if you want to.”

Parker spent the next three hours instructing Rafe in the art of gay love.  They did everything they saw in the film.  Finally, Parker said, “Let’s get up and shower again.  There’s one more thing I want to teach you in the shower, and then I have to make us dinner.”

When Rafe heard that there was one more thing for him to learn this day, he hopped out of bed.  He started the shower spigots, and when he and Parker entered the shower, he asked, “Well?”

“Pee all over me,” Parker ordered, “and I’ll pee all over you.  It’s called golden showers.”  Rafe’s infectious grin covered his face, and they began.  When they were all peed out, they rinsed off, and got themselves squeaky clean.  Then they got dressed.

“Look,” Rafe said, “I have something to tell you.  Ever since I was five years old, my folks have given me an allowance of $5 a week.  They never let me out of the house, so I never figured out why they would do that.”

“Perhaps to make you feel like an ordinary kid, and for them to feel like ordinary parents,” Parker interjected.

“Whatever!  But I have enough money hidden away for us to eat dinner out at a good restaurant for the rest of your stay here.  Forget buying groceries and making dinner, I want to get out in the world.”

“Okay, Honey, but let’s start tomorrow.  Tonight we’ll eat at home and then make love all night.”

When Parker called him, Honey, an electric current ran through Rafe’s body.

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Parker continued to home school Rafe throughout his high school years.  They made a pact between them.  If Rafe would work extra hard, and do five day’s work in four days, they could have sex on the fifth day.  It worked well for both of them.

A few months before Rafe was due to receive his high school diploma, he and his parents began to apply to colleges and universities.  They reluctantly realized that they could no longer keep him safe and protected at home,  but they insisted that he apply to Fordham, Columbia or NYU, so that he could continue to live at home, and be close to them in case of an emergency.

Rafe raised holy hell, and in the end, they compromised.  His parents said that he could live on campus, but he had to attend a New York City school.  He was accepted to every school he applied to, and he chose NYU because it was closest to Parker’s apartment.

At the same time, Parker began to actively look for a teaching position.  Reluctantly, he accepted a position at a New York City high school.  Both he and Rafe had the whole summer off, so they got together often when Rafe’s parents were at work. When school began, it was a different story.  They had precious little time.

Rafe’s parents insisted that he come home every weekend, and not be putting himself in harm’s way somewhere out there.  He was over eighteen now, and he threatened to leave home and school, if he couldn’t spend the weekend with his college buddies.  Reluctantly, they had to give in to his demands.  This enabled Parker and him to get together on Saturday nights.

However, times and tides constantly change.  Once a week sex did not satisfy eighteen year old Rafe.  He met other gay men, and before he knew it, thanks to his good looks, he had a slew of fuck buddies.  As time went on, he saw one of them more and more, to the exclusion of the others.  He even broke some Saturday night dates to be with Doug.

Parker was moving on also.  He met another teacher at work, who was a few years older than he was.  It started out by sharing a TGIF drink.  Then they would have an occasional dinner together, and finally sex.  Their very first sex session was a sleepover, and the men knew they were hooked.

As soon as they were a committed couple, Parker called Rafe, and asked to meet him near the university for dinner.  Rafe was surprised, but he agreed on the meeting.  As soon as they were seated, Parker came right out with it.

“Look,” he said, “I’ve met someone, and we want to be together forever, seven days a week.  I won’t be able to see you again, at least, not for sex, but I’ll always be your friend.”  He waited for a reaction from Rafe, but there was none, so he continued.

“My job is done anyhow,” he said.  “I found you, a little boy, who was sheltered in an ivory tower, and I successfully destroyed the tower, and brought you out into the world.   I can see that you are a self-sufficient, functioning man.  I’m happy about that, and I take all the credit.”

Rafe grabbed Parker’s hand.  “Yes,” he said, “and I’m so grateful for that also.  Parker, I’ve met someone too.  I didn’t know how I was going to tell you.  Thank you for being so much braver than I am.”

The two men squeezed their hands together.  “Hey, Baby,” Parker said.  ‘I’ve got a great idea.  How about we double date Saturday night.  We’ll meet at my favorite gay bar in The Village?”

“Absolutely.  I don’t want us ever to lose touch.  I want us to be friends forever.”

“That’s exactly what I want.  Let’s drink to it.”

Posted: 02/02/18