exploits of jay

Jay was a happy boy who lived in one of our larger cities. He took life as it comes, with little or no complaints. His one draw back, if one could call it that, was the fact that he was so pretty, not handsome, pretty, like a girl pretty if you know what I mean.

Jay lived with his dad and mom in a four room apartment, small enough that there were few secrets of the house hold. When his folks had sex, he heard every word, every little sigh or groan and the loud squeak of the bed springs.

Even as a boy Jay knew what it was all about, what with talking with the other boys and the magazines. His little dick would get hard and he loved playing with it, loved the sensations it brought, he may not be able to cum just yet, but he sure loved stroking himself and thinking about the day when he could.

Then his mom had to go live with her mother and take care of her till her time came, which no one knew how long that would be. Jay and his dad made out ok, but his dad took to drinking more and more, he was never mean to Jay, quite the opposite, he would hold him and tell him how pretty he was and how much he loved him, then put him to bed.

Jay remembered the first time well, it was a saturday night, his dad came home late, drunk again. Jay had made coffee for him and had a cup with him, his dad rambled on as usual, then they moved to the bed room and Jay helped him off with his shoes and undressed him.