The next morning Jon was up first and in the shower. Josh came bounding in still buck-naked, showing his morning wood. "Gotta Piss, Pops." … "Of course. Use the toilet please." … "Aww, Pops, stop teasing." Jon had to laugh, "Ok son, but use the toilet." … " Pops, I'm using the toilet can't you hear my pee splashing? Can I make breakfast?" … " Ok, I'll be down as soon as I finish my shower."

Josh was still feeling kind of sexy. I guess you might call it horny, even after pumping out the massive load from last night. He threw a tee shirt on to keep away the morning chill, but left his private parts for Pops to see. Thinking of Pops seeing him all naked gave him a big boner. He wanted Pops to see him and his big teen dick. Pops sure did know how to jerk him off. He usually spilled out onto his stomach, maybe he would hit his chest on a good session. He forced himself to stop thinking with his dick and went about making coffee, toast, bacon and fried eggs. He was especially careful to not let any of the spitting bacon fat hit him on his boner.

Jon came down just as everything was coming together. Coffee on the table, toast buttered, eggs and bacon coming out of the pan onto the plate. Jon took one look at Josh's naked backside and was already regretting what he knew had to be done. When Josh turned and Jon saw the rocket trying to take off to the moon, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He stared and enjoyed seeing Josh's cock sway and dance as he brought over the plate of eggs. "What Pops, what are you staring at?" … "Well son, I just never had a such a beautiful, half-naked boy serve me breakfast. No underwear this morning?"... "I didn't feel like it. As a matter of fact, I wanted to be naked for you but it was too chilly. I had to be really careful not to let bacon grease splatter onto my dick. Do you think it's a nice size?"

"Yes, it is Josh. You have a fine dick. I have been thinking about what we talked about on the ride home. I think we have some problems to work out but maybe, just maybe it can work."

 "Oh, wow, Pops, you have made me the happiest person alive." Josh jumped up and ran over to Pops; wiggled his little ass onto Pops lap hugged him so tight around the neck and plastered kisses all over the old guy’s face.

 “Like what?"

"Well, number one, I have to talk to Luke. Number two, you and I have to come to an understanding."

"About what?"

"Well let me start by asking if you know how secrets get out?"

 "Tell me “

"Usually someone tells a person he trusts and then that person tells another and some busybody overhears. Then the busybody tells another and pretty soon the secret is common knowledge. So, the first thing about a secret is to never tell anyone, even someone you trust with your life. The second thing is to forget all about it as fast as you can. Get it?"

 "Yes Sir."

"Now, I should not have allowed things to get out of hand last night. I never should have helped you jerk off. Not that I didn't enjoy giving you pleasure, or not because I think what we did was wrong, but because society says it's wrong. Where we live in the USA; they say an older man cannot do sexual things with a younger one until the younger one is at least 18 years old. It is a crime. I could go to jail and be labeled a pedophile. Do you think it's worth it to have my children and grandchildren look at me as a pedophile?"

 Josh had tears in his eyes and slowly shook his head no.

 "Josh, I love you and I never would do anything to hurt you but there are times when we just can't have or do things, even if they feel so right, at the time, understand?"

Josh had his head down and tears were streaming down his cheeks but able to signaled yes to Jon.

 "So, one of the conditions of you living here is that we don't do anything sexual, ever again. You can ask me sexual questions, if you want, and we can talk about sexy things, but until you are 18, we can never do anything sexual again. Can we do that?"

Josh was still on Pops’ lap with his hand around his neck and head resting on Pops' chest.

"It'll be hard, but I guess I can and I'll never tell."

"I know you would never do anything like that, but sometimes we trust another with a secret that we shouldn't. I very much enjoyed being with you last night. It was a special time for both of us. I don't think there was anything wrong with what we did, because we both did it; because we love each other. But laws and society have a hard time figuring out love. They have rules to protect children and you, young sir, are still a child in the eyes of the law. People want to protect children, from those who would hurt them for their own selfish desires. Got it?"

 Josh hugging Jon all the more said "Yes. Can I still hug you?"

"You better, and even kiss me on the cheek, but not try to suck my tongue into you."

Josh smiled a bit; he certainly didn't want Pops going to jail. "Do I have to be dressed all the time."

"No, this will be your home. You can be in your undies or even naked sometimes, just no sex between you and me. That will be the rule."

"What else do you have to talk to Luke about?"

"Well, you know I'm not exactly a young man. I think it would be a terrible thing to have you lose your parents and your grandmother, and then if you become my grandson, to lose me. I want Luke to tell me that no matter what, he'll take care of you, and you'll always be part of our family. Then I want to be sure that Social Services will let me adopt you with a subsidized adoption. That's where the state will give me some money to help me financially provide for you, but you will be my adopted son. We will try to save a good bit of the money they give us so you can go to college. What do you think of the plan?"

"Pops, since I've known you, you have always been the best."

"Oh, one other thing, since you are such good friends with Billy, I think it would be good for you to have him sleep over, once in a while. Do you think his Mom will let him?"

"Oh wow, Pops, that would be great. Yeah, I'm pretty sure she'll say yes."

"Ok, we can ask him if he wants to come over for New Year’s; with it being on Tuesday. We can pick him up on Friday so you can have a nice, long 4-day weekend before I have to get you in school on Wednesday. Of course, it all has to work for his Mom and him."

"That would be so great Pops. Can we sleep together?”

"Well, it seems you have done a whole bunch of other stuff together so I guess so, but we'll talk about it when he gets here. Now, I do admire your manhood but what do you say to putting on one of those sexy under drawers I got you. Let’s be a little respectful around here, son."

"Yes Sir, right away, sir. Thanks so much, Pops. I'll be the best grandson ever."

Josh ran and got his underwear. Jon smiled at the exuberance of the youth and was happy things were turning out so positive. He was afraid after last night Josh would be crushed over the arrangement. He was glad all his thinking on it had paid off. They finished breakfast and talked about how to get in touch with Billy. Jon suggested that they call Luke; he had the other things to talk over with him, as well as getting in touch with Billy. The conversation with Luke went as Jon had expected. At first, he said it would too much for Jon, but Jon explained what a big help Josh had been with the snow and house cleaning. Then he told Luke, he was in good health but asked whether Luke would take care of Josh if anything happened to him. Luke, of course, agreed. Then he asked about the subsidized adoption. Luke did not think that would be a problem, teenage shelter boys were the hardest to place in foster homes. As soon as foster families heard ‘teenage boy’ and ‘shelter’, folks immediately thought of a criminal, hard core, drug dealer or addict. The state would be happy to subsidize an adoption. Then Jon asked about Billy. Could Luke get him a message to call Josh on his new phone?

After the call, Luke smiled to himself. It certainly wasn't his plan to have his dad adopt Josh; when he called a week plus ago. He thought the lord works in many mysterious ways. He went to work and contacted the state social worker, who was assigned to Josh. No, she had not had any luck in finding Josh a home.

"You know Luke, as soon as you say shelter and teenage boy, they think the kid is a hoodlum."

She agreed wholeheartedly with Josh staying with Jon and was very glad that the boy was finally getting a break. She knew he was a good kid and would definitely get the subsidized adoption approved. She would get Josh's school records forwarded to Jon immediately. She was so happy for Josh, as was Luke. There was a little misgiving, thinking it might be too much for his dad. But he trusted his dad and was sure he thought the whole thing through. He put a notice up for Billy to call Josh on the call board, and also told the intake clerk about it

Billy's Mom was in a quandary as to what to get him for Christmas. She worked part time at McDonalds, which certainly didn't pay much but she got quite a few free meals, especially at the end of her shift. It wasn't great food, but it was food. She also was in Luke's job training course and was hopeful when the course was finished, she would be able to get a good paying job. They could get a little apartment. She was off the drugs, 6 months now, and made every NA meeting she could. She had a Metro PCS phone as her only stable link to the world. She could add a phone for Billy for $10.00 a month and they offered a free phone. The phone had talk, of course, and text and a camera; no internet or smart phone features but still he had his own communication device. So that was Billy's Christmas present. She was so thankful; Josh had given him the warm jacket. It was a God-send. When Billy had got the note to call Josh, he was ecstatic. He had only used the phone once or twice to call his mom and got calls from her saying she was taking an extra shift at work.

‘Ding dong’, ‘ding dong’, ‘ding dong’. Josh's phone rang. “Hey, you know your phone's ringing?" Pops yelled. "Oh yeah," Josh said and ran to find it. "Hello."

"Hi Josh, this is Billy, I'm calling on the phone I got for Christmas."

"Really that's great. You called my new phone."

 "You got a phone, too!!"

"Yeah, it's way cool. Yours is the first call I've got on it."

"So, what’s up? Why did you want me to call?"

"Do you have plans for New Year’s? Pops said you come over during New Year’s weekend if you want. I got an X Box and we can play games and stuff. Can you come? It'll be way cool. Know what, Pops said he wants to adopt me. Isn't that something, my prayers were answered. Must've been Grandma up there telling Jesus to make it happen."

"That's great news Josh, I'm so happy for you. What do you mean plans for New Year’s? Yeah sure, I was invited to this champagne party with a bunch of playboy bunnies and playgirl beaus. So, what's the details on the sleep over?"

"Well, Pops said he could pick you up on Friday afternoon and bring you back on Tuesday, New Year’s afternoon. Do you think your mom will let you come?"

"Ohh Man, I sure hope so. I think so. She was talking about taking extra shifts at Mickey D's over the holiday. A lot of people don't want to work. Let me call her and call you right back. Man, I love this phone; this is the best news ever."

"Ok, I'll keep my phone right by my side while I wait for your call back."

Josh whispered into the phone "One other thing, Pops said we could sleep together, if you want."

"Wow really!!!"

"Yeah!!  He said boys will be boys but wants to talk to us a little first. I told him we did some stuff together."

"Now you got me... if my mom doesn't say ‘yes’ the first time, I'll throw the biggest teenage tantrum ever. I'll call you back."

"Ok Bye."

"Bye. As soon as I can, I'll call back"

Pops commented "So, I'm guessing that was Billy, how did it go?"

"Good. He said if his mother says ’No’, he'll throw the biggest teenage tantrum ever. But he thinks she'll say yes. She wanted to take extra shifts at work over the holiday. This way she'll not have to worry about Billy. She's really a nice lady. Now that she's off the drugs. She loves Billy."

"Ok, if she wants to talk to me about any arrangements, let me know"

"Will do. This is gonna be the best New Year's ever, thanks Pops"

"I sure hope so, but nothing is positive yet."

"Oh, I know Billy, he says he's coming; he'll come."

"Don't go getting the boy in trouble; he has to mind his mom, now."

"I know Pops, but I'm just so excited about having him stay here. Can we get some of those old- style burgers and how about you make that fish thing? That was great!! Do you think we could have a little wine on New Year’s eve?"

"Slow down, son. Let's do one thing at a time."

Josh was jumping up and down, smiling from ear to ear.

"You know I got his number in my phone. I can call him anytime now."

"Yes, I know."

Josh ran over to Pops and jumped into his lap just like a much younger boy might. The younger boy he never had a chance to be. Then he hugged him and kissed him and said thank you a dozen times. He also told Pops that "he was going to have to say a prayer to his Grandma and Jesus for making all these great things happen." Then he was quiet for a minute while he thought a bit "and one for you too Pops that Jesus will keep you strong and well and only let good things happen to us."

Just then his phone rang, again.

"Hi Billy, is that you? What did she say?"

"She said she thinks it will be OK, but wants to talk to your Pops, first. She’ll be off at 9:00. Can your Pops call a little after, please?"

"Yeah sure, he said he would do that. What’s the number?"

"555-778-1423. got it?"

"Wait a minute; let me get something to write with."

"How about I text it to you. Ok, that way I won't use up a lot of minutes on my plan."

"Ok sure. A much better idea. Can we talk while we text?"

"No silly, guess you don't know too much about your phone. Texting doesn't cost anything; phone calls do. But you can't text and talk at the same time."

 "Ok, I'll wait for your text but I like hearing your voice better."

"Some don't have it, as good as you and have to always watch what and how they do stuff."

"I'm sorry Billy, I just like talking to you but we can text."

"Ok, bye now."

”Bye."

Two minutes later, the text came in with Billy's mom’s number. Jon waited till 9:15 before calling; to be sure Billy's mom would be off work and not have any problems with her boss. He gave her his contact numbers and his address and told her he was Luke's father. He said he thought it would good for Josh to have someone his own age to be with and he was hopeful that Billy would enjoy a couple days out of the shelter. He heard that she was off drugs for 6 months now and congratulated her on being in recovery. He mentioned that his dad was an alcoholic and he knew the problems of addiction. He congratulated her on being in Luke's job training course and told her the coming year, when she completed the course and got a new better paying job and an apartment, would one of her best. He also volunteered to help her at any time. She had his number now, so don't be shy. He told her Josh had said she was a real nice lady and loved Billy tons. He told her staying off the drugs and out of bad situations was her number one job. Doing that job would take care of everything else she did. By the time he got off the phone, Annie Nunez was sure Billy would be in good hands and was committed more than ever to staying off the drugs. She felt like she just went to the best NA meeting ever.

Pops told Josh it was ‘a go’. Josh texted Billy with all kinds of smiling faces. One thing text did was make it easier for the two boys to say things they might not have the courage to say in person. They both signed off with a kiss smooch and I love you.

After the 11:00 news, Pops shut off the TV. "What do you say, time for bed, Josh?"

 “Yup, I think so; it was such a good day. I'm gonna try to sleep in my own bed tonight, all right? But if I have bad dreams, can I come in with you? I hate that feeling of being all alone in the dark. That's what the dream is like. All alone in a dark tunnel with a monster coming after me and running and not knowing where I am going. I'm yelling for my dad but there is no answer; I try my mom and still no answers; then I try Grandma and no answer."

"Yes, of course Josh. I'll be mad at you if you have that dream and don't come to me. Understand? I am here and I will answer. Do you know what the monster is?"

"No, but it's very scary"

"I think it is losing your mom and dad and Grandma. Do you think it could be that?"

"Yeah, maybe."

"I want you to go to sleep thinking; if the monster comes, you tell him ‘you're going to call, Pops and he's here and he's real and he will come.’ If it doesn't work, get up and get in bed with me. OK"

"Ok."

Josh started to go upstairs to bed. He stopped and turned around, walked back and hugged Pops and asked "Is this what it would be like if my father was alive?"

"Maybe Josh. Judging by how you are and how your Grandma was, I can only hope to be half as good as your family. I suspect it might be something like this, though. Now scoot." Pops gave Josh a little play swat on his butt.

"Thanks for the talk this morning Pops. I'm beginning to understand now."

"How's that, Josh?"

"Grandma said you always have to respect grownups. But doing sexy stuff, you kinda want to be equal; to give and get love back. Boys shouldn't do that with grownups. I love you, Pops. Not to do sexy stuff, but because you are so smart and I know you will always take care of me."

"I love you too, son, and I'll try to do just that."

Another hug, a kiss on top of Josh's head, a swat on his butt and Josh was up the stairs.

"Don't forget your meds."

"Thanks. I won't."

Jon did the meds, shut down the lights, checked the heat, headed up the stairs, took his night time piss and was ready for a good night's sleep. He peeked in on Josh one last time. He was taking pictures of his cock and texting to Billy who wanted to do the same but the shelter's lack of privacy didn't allow it. Josh was doing a slow jerk off. Jon didn't want to disturb him, but neither did he want him to think he had to hide his feelings. So, he grabbed a towel and threw it on his bed.

"For when you are done."

"Thanks, Pops."

It was about 2:30 AM. Jon was disturbed by something in his bed. Then he heard Josh.

"Are you awake, Pops?"

"Ooohh, Yeah Josh."

"The monster was back. The tunnel was dark, but I told him what you said. He didn't go away but it wasn't as scary, but still scary. I didn't want you to be mad at me, so here I am."

"Good boy, come over here so I can keep the monster away." Josh cuddled up to Pops. Pops put his arm around Josh like the other nights and soon he heard the steady deep breathing of the sleeping teen. Good thing, he thought. He wasn't crying or shaking like the first night. He got up, by himself, and beat the monster. All positives, hopefully, the monster will be gone soon and he'll lose that alone feeling in his subconscious.

Thankfully, Jon's prostate and bladder behaved themselves during the night. He didn't want to disturb Josh. But come 7:00 AM his bladder was about to burst. Very stealthily, he slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom and started the long slow process of trying to get his plumbing turned on. Slowly, ever so slowly, he was passing his pee.

"Whatcha doing?"

"Well Josh, I'm trying to get my plumbing turned back on. It shut off during the night, which I liked, not having to get up during the night. But when it does that; it comes out slowly, drip by drip."

"Jeeezzzz, I'm glad mine's not like that. Can you move over a bit and let me show you how it’s done.”?

Jon moved over a little to the side and Josh jumped in, whipped out his morning wood, and let have at it. The rush of Josh's pee turned something on in Jon's head and he produced a steady stream, finally emptying after 15 minutes of trying.

"It's still early, do you want to go back to bed, Josh?"

"Nah, I don't think I'll sleep. I'm hungry. What should we have for breakfast?"

"I got some pancake mix and sausages. Wanna try that."

"Sounds good to me, Pops. How do I do it?"

"Suppose I take my shower later and we’ll both do it."

"Kool, let’s go, last one down stairs cleans up."

"Hey no fair, I don't do stairs in a rush anymore."

"Ohh, too bad."

Josh was down stairs faster than a rabbit or a rocket ship or something. Jon took his time like always -- his knees and arthritis didn't allow anything else. He turned up the heat. Both he and Josh only in their undies. Josh even without a T shirt. Gosh, he was one beautiful looking boy.

"Josh, you start coffee and I'll figure out the pancakes. Let's see one cup for 6, 2 cups for 12. How many pancakes can you eat?  Screw it 2 cups, 2 cups of milk and 2 eggs. Here Josh, put two cups of mix, 2 cups of milk and 2 eggs in a large bowl. Mix it thoroughly, until you have kind of a soupy mix."

Josh went to work immediately. Jon took the cover off the griddle, and got out 2 fry pans. Next the sausages. Easy, heat on high in microwave for 3 minutes,  turn then 2 more minutes. Jon lined them up on a heating plate. Next, he greased the griddle and fry pan.

"Let’s see, we should be able to make about 6 at a time, 3 on the griddle, 2 on the large fry pan and one in the small one. Ready Josh?”

"Huh, yeah, I guess so."

"Now keep the surfaces well-greased. Here is the spray canola oil. We want the pancakes about the size of a saucer. When they start to bubble, it's time to flip them. Ok, got it. I want you to make pancakes for Billy, too, when he comes."

"Ahh yeah, I guess. I got it."

Sensing Josh's apprehension, Jon started the first two pancakes; ladling the mix onto the griddle until they formed the shape of a round saucer.

"Looks like, 2 full spoons per pancake. Oh, right after you flip them put the sausage in the microwave."

Pops sat down to have his coffee and watch Josh at work. The boy was a natural. He used 2 spatulas to flip the pancakes, turning them over onto the uncooked side.

"Quite creative, using two spatulas, you are a natural, son. Do you like cooking?"

"Yeah, when I know what I am doing.”

"Well, now you don't have bubbles to tell you when the pancakes are done. What are you gonna do?"

"Easy, peek every couple of seconds."

"Good answer son - nice and golden brown."

Jon set the table -- plates, butter and syrup. The microwave went off. He turned the sausages, for Josh.

In another 5 minutes breakfast was ready. Josh gobbled down 6 just like Jon figured and 4 sausages.

"Damn, this is good, Pops.”

"Well, there are 2 left, go to it boy; we gotta put some bulk on that frame of yours."

"Not sure I can eat them, Pops"

"Ok, don't get sick on them."

"Pops, you go take your shower; I think I said the race wrong."

"What?"

"First one down, gets to clean up and thanks for the great breakfast!!"

"What do you mean, you cooked?"

"Yeah, following your directions. I know you like your morning shower; go ahead, this is easy to clean up."

"Thanks, son, then I'll go shower."

Josh got busy cleaning up. He loved it when Pops called him son. It was a cloudy, cloudy memory, but he seemed to think his dad had called him that years ago, when he was so small. He loved hearing it again. He got a text from Billy who loved watching him jerk the night before. He wanted to suck Josh and swallow his cum. Josh wanted to do the same, and told him so. Only one more day, they both texted, to each other. Josh asked what Billy was going to do today. He said he just got kicked from the shelter ‘til 6:00 tonight... think he’d wander around the subway station; at least, it's warm there. Billy told Josh, with his new jacket he never got razed by the cops. He looked so respectable. Josh told him he just had pancakes with Pops. Pops showed him how to cook them, with sausages too. “I'll make some for your breakfast, when you come.”

To be continued...

RE_Posted: 10/08/2021