The Reluctant Mentor
By: Morris Henderson
(© 2009 by the author)
 

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Chapter 4

Rick turned on the TV and surfed the channels but found nothing worth watching and left it tuned to a 24-hour news channel. He turned his attention to how to avoid any awkwardness while sharing a bed with Todd. There was only one fool-proof way.

Todd emerged from the bathroom with a towel around his waist. The sight of the lad with his solid, perfectly proportioned body and captivating smile nearly derailed Rick’s plan but he had to go through with it. “Sit down a minute, Todd. I have a favor to ask of you.”

“Sure, Rick,” Todd said as he sat on the edge of the bed facing Rick. “What is it?”

Rick was temporarily distracted by sight of the teen’s legs disappearing up and under the towel almost to his genitals. But he fought to control his eyes and said, “This is going to sound ... well ... bizarre but hear me out. I’m going to be brutally honest with you.”

“Sounds serious,” Todd said.

“It is. Let me start with some background.” Rick summarized his feelings when he first saw Todd in the pool being shunned by the other boys, later meeting his parents at poolside, and how they had agreed to let him become friends with their son with the hope of helping him through the difficulties of isolation. He concluded by saying, “Let me be very clear. My first objective was to help you but when I got to know you it was not an artificial friendship. I quickly grew to admire you and to like you. The time we’ve spent together has been pure joy for me. I’d like to continue being your friend. I still want to help you cope with being an outsider among your peers but more than that, I want us to be friends. Above all, I want you to be happy.”

Todd had listened intently, initially resenting the plot to manipulate his life but gradually recognizing both his parents’ and Rick’s honorable intentions and ultimately moved by the sincerity of Rick’s expression of affection. “I am happy!” he objected. “Sure, I have a few problems with kids at school but I’ve got great parents and the time I spend with you has been terrific.”

“The weird part is yet to come,” Rick said. “You see, there’s more to it than liking you as a friend. More than going to ball games, movies, and fishing. Since I’ve known you, I’ve had feelings that were suppressed for years.” Rick realized that he was skirting the issue so he continued, “To be more clear, Todd, I’m attracted to you ... sexually attracted.”

Todd gasped. After comprehending what he had heard, he exclaimed, “You mean...? No! You can’t mean... You were married. Raised a family. You’re straight as they come!”

“It’s the truth, Todd. I’m gay. Have been since I was about your age. I’ve lived a respectable life. I’ve enjoyed my straight life but I’ve always wanted what I could never have. Since my wife died, I’ve been alone and those feeling have returned and gotten stronger. I’m ashamed to say that those feelings are focused on you. Now, here’s the favor I want to ask of you. I need your help to control those feelings. If I ever do or say anything improper--tonight or any other time--slap me up aside the head and tell me to back off. The last thing in the world I want is to take advantage of you ... to hurt you. You deserve better than that. But I’ll need your help if I weaken. Will you help me? Please.”

Todd sat quietly for some time absorbing the astonishing news and recognizing Rick’s obvious distress. At length, he asked, “You know that I’m gay also, don’t you?”

“Yes. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even consider the possibility of ... well ... showing my affection for you. But knowing you’re gay seems to have increased my desire and my temptation. It can’t happen, Todd! You’re eighteen. I’m 57. You have your whole life ahead of you. You need to find a partner your age to love. You don’t need a fling in the sack with an old man to haunt you for years to come. Will you help me? Will you stop me if I try to do something foolish?”

“Of course,” Todd replied. “But you must understand that I have needs, too. I haven’t had real sex for over a year. Jerking off is simply not the same. Maybe I want sex as much as you do.”

“Stop right there!” Rick exclaimed. “You’re not helping me! I’m asking you to help me avoid a situation we would both regret.”

“You’ve been honest with me, Rick. Let me be honest with you. I like you a lot. I’ve never considered sex with you because of your age but mostly because I thought you were straight. Now that I know you’re gay, my whole attitude has changed. If you insist that I reject your sexual advances, I will honor your request. But at the same time, I hope that you would accept mine. Dad told me once that sex between two people, even two men, is all right provided that both are willing participants and precautions are taken to avoid STDs. I may be only eighteen but I’m legally an adult and I know what I’m doing. So if I ask for sex it’s because I want it and because I think you want it. It doesn’t mean we’re life partners. What it means is that we are giving each other something each of us wants, will enjoy, and will not regret.”

Rick could think of no rebuttal to Todd’s argument, perhaps because he subconsciously didn’t want to refute his reasoning. All he could say was, “Are you absolutely sure? Do you really believe that you’ll have no regrets?”

“No doubts at all,” Todd said.

“Okay,” Rick said hesitantly. “If I start something, you’ll stop me. Right?”

“Unless I really want what you start, yes.”

“If you start something, I should feel free to accept it. Right?”

“Yes.”

“Anything that may happen is no more than casual sex with no expectation of a relationship. Right?”

“Right.”

“There’s one more thing I must tell you, Todd, and it may change your mind. Your parents know I’m gay. I warned them that I was attracted to you and may not be able to resist the temptation of being alone with you. They discussed the possibilities and told me that they trusted my judgment. Although they didn’t say it explicitly, they gave me permission to have sex with you on two conditions. One, I had to be absolutely sure that it would not hurt you. Two, you had to initiate the contact. I agreed and added a third. I promised to emphasize very strongly that you must find someone your own age when the time is right to form a committed relationship. Does that shock you? That your parents gave their permission?”

Todd thought a moment. “A little. I know they’re very open minded and accepting of me. So I guess it’s logical that they would want what’s best for me. And impose the conditions they did.”

“You have the best parents in the world, Todd. And they have the best son.”

“I know. I mean the first part--about my parents. Todd broke into a grin and said, “Now, I suggest that you take your shower. You smell of wet clothes. I’ll be waiting for you in bed. Don’t take too long.”

Rick was not long in the shower, only the minimum time to get clean and to marvel at the unexpectedly favorable reaction from Todd over the possibility of sex. He exited the bathroom with only a towel around his waist to find Todd lying in bed covered by a sheet. Todd smiled broadly when he saw Rick and immediately threw back the sheet to expose his naked body. His soft cock lay across a thigh; his balls hung low; and a thicket of dense pubic hair seemed to accentuate his manhood. It literally took Rick’s breath away. All he could do was star as his cock began to inflate.

“Don’t just stand there, Rick. Drop the towel and let me see you, too.”

Rick complied as though he was under the complete control of his young friend, which, indeed he was.

“Nice!” Todd said. “Now come over here and get in bed. I want you, Rick. I want to have sex with you.”

It was more of a request, perhaps a plea, but Rick eagerly obeyed as though it were a command.

They grasped each other in an embrace so tight and firm that it was as if their very lives depended on holding on to each other. In fact, that was not far from the truth. At the instant their naked bodies pressed together there was nothing -- nothing -- more important to either of them than physical, sensual, erotic contact. In a very short time, both had rigid erections and they heightened their pleasure by rhythmically grinding them together.

A flash of reason crossed Rick’s mind and he asked -- fearing one answer but hoping for the other -- are you absolutely sure you want to do this?”

“Absolutely sure, Rick. And I’ll stick to our agreement. If you start anything, I’ll tell you to stop unless I want it. And I want it! If I start something, you’ll accept it. Is this what you want?”

“More than anything,”

“Okay, here’s what I want,” Todd said. “I want you to lie back and enjoy what I’m going to do. When I’m finished, it will be your turn to do what you want to do. Okay?”

Rick could only smile in agreement, whereupon Todd began. He massaged Rick’s chest, teasing with his chest hair and paying special attention to his nipples. His mouth then replaced his hands in lavishing attention to his neck, shoulders, chest, and nipples. He then moved downward, kissing and licking with a short pause and extra tonguing at the navel. Continuing the downward plunge, he reached Rick’s pubic bush but carefully avoided contact with the throbbing penis that drooled precum. Rick, by this time, was moaning with pure pleasure. No love-making with his late wife had been so delightful -- not even close. Suddenly, Todd stopped. Rick opened his eyes and looked down. Todd had repositioned himself by Rick’s feet and had begun massaging his feet while sucking on his toes. Gradually, he moved up to the calves, the knees, and the thighs. The closer he got to Rick’s crotch, the more the waves of sensual pleasure cascaded throughout Rick’s body. When he felt Todd’s tongue tickle his balls, he entered a nearly delirious state but it was nothing compared to the sensations when he felt Todd’s tongue lap up the precum on the tip of his cock and the warms, moist lips encircle the helmet of his rod. Rick uncontrollably moaned loudly.

Todd then set to work giving Rick a masterful blow job with a perfect combination of teasing with the tongue, stroking the base of the cock with a hand, and taking more and more of Rick into his mouth. When Rick began to buck his hips, Todd stopped sucking and let the man fuck his face. With a scream, Rick exploded into Todd’s throat with several volleys of creamy nectar that Todd devoured with delight.

Having coaxed the last few dribbles of cum for Rick’s deflating cock, Todd moved up to lie across the man’s chest. He felt Rick’s lungs pumping for air and his heart pounding. Todd was extremely happy and proud that he had given Rick such pleasure. He was also concerned when he saw tears rolling down from Rick’s eyes toward his ears but realized that it was not pain or sadness but emotional overload that triggered the tears. That made the young man even happier and prouder to have satisfied Rick so completely.

When Rick recovered, Todd kissed him tenderly on the lips and rolled off to lie beside him.

Rick grinned euphorically at Todd and said, “That was wonderful. You were amazing. Where did you learn how to do everything just right?”

Todd chuckled and said, “I had a friend at my old school. Or at least he was a friend until he outed me to everybody he knew. Anyway, he knew what he was doing. I supplemented that by watching a couple of gay porno videos.”

“Well,” Rick said, smiled and continued, “I’m not as proficient as you are but I’d like to return the favor. Now’s the time to tell me to back off if you don’t want me to take advantage of you.”

“Do whatever you want, Rick. Do what you’ve always dreamed of doing. I want -- I need -- you to take advantage of me.”

Rick duplicated Todd’s efforts. Not as skillfully. Not as artfully. But with unbounded pleasure in having free access to a handsome and willing young man. Todd had softened during his prolonged effort to stimulate and satisfy Rick but his young cock quickly returned to full mast. And his orgasm was the best he’d had in a very long time.

They cuddled together wordlessly for a long time, basking in the unparalleled bliss of having had a magnificent experience. Todd was grateful for the completely unexpected opportunity to have sex with someone he genuinely liked even though, he reminded himself, it was not a relationship that could last for very long. But he hoped it would not be the last and only time to share a bed.

Rick, for the first time in weeks, was at peace with his conscience. He no longer had to fear inappropriately succumbing to temptation. His goal of helping Todd no longer conflicted with his sexual attraction to him nor with the fear of causing harm to a promising young man.

Rick broke the silent reverie. “Thank you. You’ll never know how much I appreciate your understanding and giving me the experience that I’ve wanted for so long.”

“I’m glad you liked it. I certainly did.”

“No regrets?” Rick asked.

“None whatsoever. Not now. Not ever.”

“You know, Todd, that I will never tell anyone about what we’ve done. If you choose to tell your parents, that’s all right but don’t think for a minute that I will tell them.”

“I doubt that I will, Rick. It’s one thing to tell them I’m gay and they accepted that far better than I expected. But it’s quite another thing to tell them about my sexual activities. That would be just too much information and I don’t think they would even want to know.’

Eventually, the two fell asleep with arms and legs wrapped around each other.

To be continued...

Posted:12/11/09