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-Jack... what do you mean with "a little longer" ?
He was nervous. It was as if he had already made up his mind and didn't know how to pass the message to me. We had never had a conversation about having a kid in the house. The idea had never grazed my mind and now Jack was subtly implying to have a kid here for longer than one night?
-Please Al don't get mad at me. I got really attached to the boy. When Amanda mentioned that the kid seemed to be attached to me as well and was I ever thinking about adopting, I admit that the spinning wheel of my mind got in motion. Due to the circumstances she said it wouldn't be bad idea for us to be foster parents at first and if everything went well, to maybe adopt...
-But babe... you are overwhelming me with this. We never talked about that subject, not even once. We don't have the slightest experience about raising a child...
-Nobody does till the child is there. We can learn. I am sure my Mum will be glad to help.
-Wait a minute... You already talked to her about it?
-No... not yet
This was all suddenly too much. There were so much things to think about. The financial part was, fortunately, not a problem. We had space, that was right. We almost didn't use the second bedroom and we could easily adapt it to a kid's needs. But we both had jobs. A six year old boy was not to be left alone, at any time. Where were the schools in our neighborhood? What does a six year old need? Oh my... Jack was taking me by surprise and I didn't have the answers to the million of questions running through my head.
-Jack... you are serious about this, don't you?
-Yes, my love, I am.
-Are you aware of the huge responsibility?
-I do Al and I understand that you have doubts, but I am sure we can manage. At the start it will be a real rollercoaster, I know. It will demand a lot of adaptations form both of us. It will just be a question of getting used to things that we are not doing now. At the same time, it will bring new life in this house. One thing is sure, we won't have any room for boredom. Concerning work, I am always free on Fridays and weekends and the rest of the week he will have to attend school anyway. We can afford to give Jimmy a good and healthy life Al !
-You thought this all quite thoroughly, don't you?
-Al... please, think about it. Could your heart be as cold as to send this boy to an orphanage? Not all orphanages are happy places for kids. I can assure you Jimmy received a very good parental education. He already knows how to say please and thank you at the appropriate times. He obeys very well and he is a clever boy. Do you know he can already read? His Mum did a very good job! Can we really let it all go to hell?
I knew Jack was right, but it was all so sudden.
-But you said Amanda was coming for him in the morning...
-No... I said Amanda was coming in the morning. It is to know what we decided. If we don't take care for Jimmy, she will take him with her, whatever kind of war it will trigger. I would be very surprised if she found a family for Jimmy to stay with... certainly because it will be weekend and that means he will land at the orphanage of the Social Services.
-And if we do agree...?
-Then she'll have the necessary paperwork for us to sign to be foster parents or adopting Jimmy. She promised me she would do all that is in her hands to have total acceptance in either situation.
-Do you mean we have something less than 24 hours to decide our whole future?
-You didn't need that much time to decide your future with me!
Once again Jack was right.
-Ok ... that's what I think you should do. Go and have some sleep and I will wake you both up in the early afternoon. You must be as exhausted as little Jimmy. Meanwhile, I will seriously think about everything you said and give you an honest answer after your first cup of coffee...
Jack and I smiled at each other. He came over to me and kissed me softly on my lips. After that he disappeared in the bedroom.
I was sitting there at my desk. I had a lot to think about, but also had to have some work done. If I was honest, I had to admit that I would do anything to have Jack happy and having Jimmy with us was clearly making him happy. I decided to not overthink the problem at hand. For every problem there is a solution, isn't it? I thought it was best to take the problems at due time, meaning to find the solution when the problem occurred and not before.
First things first! I had to find a furniture shop that had a kid's bed and bedlinen that could be delivered immediately. It had to be installed before Jimmy had to go to bed tonight. Then I went to have a look at the second bedroom to see what else had to be done. We had to throw away what we didn't want to keep and find new places for the other things. We had to purchase a kid's chair for the car. We needed a wardrobe for Jimmy's clothes and would probably have to buy some new ones as well. The boy also needed toys! Every six year old wanted toys.
I almost rushed through my work as to be free of it once I woke-up my lover and Jimmy. We had a busy afternoon in front of us. I called the dealership of my car to know if they had adapted kid's chairs. They had and even suggested to deliver it at my place within two hours. That's what I called service! I made the payment online. A few hours later, there was suddenly a little boy standing next to my desk. He had found his clothes and dressed all by himself. He looked up at me.
-I am hungry, he said.
-Oh, I answered, then we have to prepare something to eat, don't we? What would you like to have?
-A sandwich with eggs.
My God, he obviously knew what he wanted. So I lifted him in my arms and went to the kitchen and sat him on the counter so he could see what I was doing. I prepared the sandwich and a cup of hot chocolate. When it was ready I sat him on the barstool and Jimmy softly said thank you and started to eat. When he was finished he took his plate and his cup to the sink and washed his hands. I was happily surprised with his behavior. I watched the clock and it was almost 1:30pm. We had a lot to do and I suggested that Jimmy would go and wake-up Jack.
-You give him a few kisses on his cheeks and if that doesn't wake him up, there is another trick: Jack is terribly ticklish... si go and try.
Jimmy hand a big smile on his face and ran to the bedroom. It didn't take long to hear laughter coming form the bedroom. I guessed they were in a tickling competition and it was obvious Jack won. I prepared a mug of coffee for Jack expecting my man and the boy to come to the kitchen fast. I was right. Jimmy was out of breath after the contest, but with a wide smile on his face again. While Jack was sipping on his coffee, the doorbell rang and I went to open it. It was a guy from the dealership with the seat for Jimmy. He even suggested that he would install it. I went for my keys of the car and Jack looked at me quizzically.
-It is just the guy form the dealership to install the kid's seat in the car, I said.
Jack's smile was so wide it almost didn't fit his face. Saying what I said, he understood that my answer to the unspoken question was a definite yes. I told Jack to take his shower and dress because we had a lot to do and again I received that quizzical look.
-Yes... We have to go and buy a bed for Jimmy and bedlinen and some clothes and pajamas and some toys...
Jimmy's eyes were fixed on me when he heard "toys". It was going to be an expensive afternoon, but hey... at least we knew what we were working for. The shopping trip was most interesting and amusing. In the furniture shop we let Jimmy chose his own bed and when it came to sheets, he chose a set with Spiderman and another with an astronaut. In the clothes shop we needed some help of a friendly lady for the measures as we had no clue what the sizes were and what we needed. The highlight of the afternoon was in the toys shop where, once again we let Jimmy chose what he wanted. Loaded with what seemed like a hundred bags we returned home to be on time for the delivery of the bed, mattress and wardrobe.
Jimmy was a bright kid. He was polite and well mannered. He even showed respect towards us. When the room was empty and the furniture in its place, we made up de bed with the new linen. Most of his toys were now on display as well. That's when Jimmy sat down on his bed and started to cry. Jack was convinced that he was realizing he wouldn't go back to the hospital and consequently not see his mother again.
-What is it Jimmy? Aren't you happy with your new room?
-Where is Mummy?
Jack was right. I found this a very awkward and difficult situation and didn't know what to say. Jack sat down next to the boy.
-Jimmy... do you know what heaven is?
-Yes, he whispered, that's where my Dad is...
We didn't have a clue about Jimmy's past and this was the first piece of information we received. We didn't know if it had been an excuse that Jimmy's mother had used to explain the absence of a father or if he was really dead. Anyway, it was the perfect opening for Jack to go on. He took Jimmy on his lap, trying to wipe away the tears.
-Jimmy, you know your Mum was very sick. That's why she was in the hospital. Now she is not sick anymore and she is in heaven with your Dad.
-Will I never see her again?
-You will see her every day when you look in your heart where she will always be, but that will be all. Your Mum loves you so much that she wanted you to come with us so you wouldn't be alone...
The rest of the conversation was of course all in the same line, till Jimmy stopped crying. As a six year old, he had realized that his Mum was definitely gone and he was already missing her... a lot. Jimmy listened to Jack and from time to time nodded, till he repeated what he had said in the early afternoon.
-I'm hungry.
Oh Jeez! I had completely forgotten about supper with all the activities during the afternoon. Once again I wondered what a six year old would like and I guessed that some burgers and French fries would probably be ok. We sat Jimmy in front of the television, tuning in on the Cartoon Channel. Bugs Bunny, Tom and Jerry and the Coyote and Roadrunner captivated him while Jack and I prepared our meal. Jack whispered in my ear that he was horny. We knew that the time we could make love in any place at any time would be over once Jimmy would be here on a more permanent basis. We talked about it and decided that we wouldn't stop showing affection to each other, even if Jimmy was around. We wouldn't stop showering together or sleeping naked. It was important for the little boy to see all of those things as natural and normal. The only thing that we wouldn't do in his presence was to make full love. He was far too young to understand what it was or even understand why we did it. It was obvious to us that we would answer any question he had as honestly as possible, doing it as if he was an adult and not a child.
Jimmy was not happy when we switched the television off to come and eat. Jack made him understand that while we eat, there would never be television. He seemed to understand once Jack promised to switch it back on once he had eaten his supper. He had a big smile when he saw the burger and the fries. That boy could eat! We wondered where he was putting it. When he was finished he politely asked if he could leave the table and switch on the television again. Yes, he had received a good education and knew how to behave. We cleaned up the kitchen and when we went to sit down in the living room, we could see that Jimmy had fallen asleep. Jack picked him up and took him to his bedroom, undressed him and put on his pajamas. Jimmy didn't even wake-up during the process. We left his bedroom door open and switched on the night-hall light. We talked a while longer and then went to bed as well. We undressed and I wasn't surprised to see Jack had a major boner. Just the sight of it woke-up my horniness and my own manhood came to life.
We were aware that we couldn't stop making love because there was a little boy in the house. The only thing we would have to do was to suppress moans and groans and loud signs of what we were feeling. We didn't want to wake-up Jimmy by loud expressions of our love. The best way Jack found to muffle the sounds was to constantly kiss me or putting his cock in my mouth. I wasn't complaining. Like always, when in such a horny mood, Jack was eager to push all my buttons, kissing me, licking me, caressing me and I did all I could to return the favors. Jack was particularly horny as he had to avoid making love to me while I was preparing supper. I wouldn't say he was aggressive, but he sure showed he wanted to go all the way. Who was I to refuse?
One of the signs that made me understand what he wanted was that he nibbled at my earlobe. Oh yes, he knew that sensitive spot was directly wired to the rest of my body and specially to my genitals. When he nibbled my earlobe my cock became rock-hard to the point it was almost hurting. It was a pleasurable pain I have to say and the sensitivity of my cock was at peak level. Those were the moments that I didn't need a lot to ejaculate, reaching an orgasm that soon made me even more horny and I was always ready for a round two. However, Jack had learned with time to make my orgasms subside and became a real specialist in edging. He could just feel when I was about to shoot a load and would do whatever was necessary to keep my juices to spurt out. Most of the times he did it with his mouth, keeping my cock in it, but without moving at all, not even with his tongue. He just kept it in the warmth and moist cavern of his, lightly squeezing my balls as if it would avoid me to cum. If I was not too far gone, his technique was satisfactory. If not, he would just swallow my load and go on sucking me till he could feel I was ready to go on.
This night was no exception. The problem were my moans that got louder with each suction of his mouth on my cock or my ass. He subtly put his hand on my mouth to muffle the sounds. That obliged me as well to hold my breath and I soon learned to enjoy the soft asphyxiation. That was once again a new sensation he made me discover. Holding my breath made me concentrate on all my other senses. With his hand on my mouth and his mouth on my cock, I was in overload of feelings. I didn't know it would excite me so much. When with his other hand he started to play with my ass, it became to much and I shot my load despite his efforts to get me to the edge and not further. He didn't stop sucking while swallowing my load and his fingers on my ass searched their way to enter my body. His middle finger was soon inside and grazed my prostate. It really became difficult to keep quiet, so he turned around quickly and pressed his mouth on mine. Having him on top of me, I automatically lifted my legs, getting my knees almost on my chest. Jack was not in the mood to rim me and took the tube of lube from the nightstand. A generous amount of it got in my ass and another one on his cock that was now glistening in the dimmed light of our bedroom. Jack knew which position was best and didn't even need his hands to guide his hard cock right on target. A single and hard thrust made his cock-head pass my sphincter and luckily his mouth was on mine as otherwise I would have screamed the whole neighborhood together. He barely waited for my muscles to adapt to the invasion when he started his in and out movement with slow but deep thrusts, reaching as far into me as was humanly possible. I had my hands on his buttocks, trying to pull him in even deeper. I loved it so much when he reached that hidden point inside of me where he made me feel so alive. I grabbed my own ankles on his buttocks and tried to match his movements that were now faster and yes, harder. His breathing was ragged and difficult as his mouth was glued on mine.
He pounded me furiously. It was as if he wanted to shoot his load and that it didn't come, but I knew him better than that. I knew the friction of his cock in my ass was driving him wild and even more when I used my muscles in rhythm with his thrusts. I opened up when he pushed in and squeezed them when he went out, avoiding him to get out completely. Of course, as my own cock was trapped between our bellies, it was hard for me to not build-up a serious climax. Nonetheless, Jack controlled his body and its movements. He knew how to hold back his orgasm and make me enjoy it to the fullest. There were no secrets for him about my reactions. His purpose, that he made romantic love or a more rougher approach, was to give me as much pleasure as he possibly could and he was a real master in that.
But very often, our bodies had minds of their own. The boiling juices in our balls wanted to get out and as we tried to postpone the inevitable, the force of ejaculation became stronger. It often happened the I could actually feel his spurts unload inside of me because they were that strong. As for me, although my cock was trapped between our bellies, my semen reached my chin without the slightest problem. That night it was once again the case and we almost simultaneously erupted. As I started to shoot, my ass-muscles reacted at the same time, squeezing his cock in my ass. That was as usual the main trigger for him to fill my bowels, and filling he did. He seemed to deposit so much semen that I thought it would come out of my mouth. My belly and chest were coated with my own cream and Jack never refused to lick it all up and then share it with me with an intense and passionate kiss, while heartbeat and breathing slowly came back to normal.
It was in the early hours of the dawn that I woke-up to the presence of our little boy between us. I hadn't heard him coming in and even less crawling between of us. I looked at the alarm-clock and it was only 7:15am. It was too early for a Saturday, but I knew we would have to get used to it with Jimmy in the house. I guessed it was as good time as any to get up and went to the bathroom for my morning shower. I was still feeling if the water was at a good temperature when suddenly Jimmy was behind me. I was naked and Jimmy took off his pajamas, showing me he wanted to shower with me. He was in the shower before I was. I started to soap up and then soaped up Jimmy as well. It caused quite a lot of laughter as the boy was really ticklish. It was so good to see and hear him laugh and the shower became a game of who was going to tickle the other most. When the soap was rinsed away, I took a fluffy towel and dried us both. Wrapped in the big towel, I took him to his bedroom to dress him. It felt awkward to be naked in his presence, but we had decided to act as normal as possible in that state.
When he was dressed I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to the kitchen for breakfast. Jimmy asked once again for a sandwich with eggs. He ate his breakfast while I prepared a pot of coffee for Jack and me. As always, the smell of fresh brewed coffee would reach Jack's nostrils and get him out of bed. Luckily, Jack had put on a boxer short as I could detect his morning boner. We really had to think about that now that there was a guest in our house.
Around 10am we heard the front door bell. It had to be Amanda. As soon as she came in, Jimmy ran to Jack to hide behind his legs. He clearly refused to even say hello to her and at one point he even ran to his bedroom and slammed the door shut. I went after him.
-What bis it, Jimmy? Why don't you even say hello to Amanda?
He had tears in his eyes and clung to me.
-She only wants to take me away from here. I want to stay here...
-Nobody is going to take you away from here, buddy. If you want to stay here, we will definitely let you stay and take care of you.
-But... she tried several times to take me away from Jack...
-I know Jimmy, but that won't happen again. Jack and I are very fond of you and we really want you to stay with us. Is that ok with you?
He suddenly had a bright smile on his face and nodded vigorously.
-OK, buddy... Now that you know that she won't take you away from here, will you come with me and at least say hello? I know that your Mum would be very proud of you if you showed you are a polite boy...
He nodded again and followed me hesitantly to the living room. He cautiously stayed behind me and when Amanda smiled at him he almost whispered a polite hello. I ruffled through his hair, showing him I was proud. On the table there were a bunch of papers, neatly placed one next to the other. Amanda was about to explain me everything, but I saw that Jack had already signed everything, which meant he knew what it was all about and that he agreed to it. I trusted him with more than my life and so I signed where Amanda told me. We were officially foster parents for Jimmy. If we wanted to adopt him, there would be a long and more complicated process to follow, but for the moment we were fully responsible for our little boy. Before Amanda could take all the papers away, I lifted Jimmy so he could see what was on the table.
-You see all these papers Jimmy? Jack and I both signed them and that means that for the time being, you will stay with us...
Jimmy was beaming and had a bright smile on his face. I looked at Jack and the expression on his face was equally bright and happy. I guess I was as happy as they were.
To be continued...
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