I Love Corey, Chapter Sixteen

Preface 
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This has turned into a series of stories that are not nearly as erotic as I originally envisioned. The story seems to get in the way. Take this chapter, it doesn’t have a lot of sex in it but where would you put it if you tried for more? I really have no idea how many people read it and if they enjoy the series. Sometimes I think I ought to just quit and start something else that would fit with the rest of the stories on this site better. Every time I think that I worry about letting those who have been kind enough to e-mail me down so I write another chapter. For what it’s worth the story is over half done, in fact closer to two-thirds. I wish that those of you who enjoy it would let me know. Feel free to e-mail me. I manage to answer most of them. Be sure to put Corey in the subject line so you don’t get deleted. (fritz@nehalemtel.net) Hope you enjoy.

Chapter sixteen

Oh how I hate to get up in the morning. Unfortunately the alarm clock doesn’t seem to feel the same. To top it off Corey was draped all over me and I couldn’t reach the damned thing to shut it off. I finally managed to crawl out from under him and find the off button. I brutally assaulted the off button and was rewarded with silence. He kind of whimpered and curled up in a ball when I did. I couldn’t help it. I just lay there looking at him. I knew I should get up and take a shower but he looked good enough to eat laying there still asleep. After a few minutes I got up and got the morning routine under way.

It was a pretty normal day. In fact the rest of the week was pretty normal. We managed to win our game on Thursday and only had three more games to go in league play. Corey went to his mother’s house on Thursday night like normal and the only thing out of the ordinary was Friday afternoon.

When we got home Friday Mrs. Smelling from the Children’s Services Department showed up to inspect the house. It seems the judge wanted an evaluation before he ruled on my petition for joint guardianship of Corey. She wanted to surprise us so she could get a better idea of what was normal.

We’d only been home about twenty minutes when she showed up and I was just starting to fix dinner. Bob Asher was coming over to eat with us and give Corey another lesson but wasn’t scheduled to be here for about an hour. Corey was in his room working on his lessons and I was in the kitchen getting things going for dinner. Needless to say her arrival brought about instant panic. All I could think about was I hoped there was nothing incriminating laying around. I couldn’t think of anything but that didn’t mean that there wasn’t anything.

I was right in the midst of starting some spaghetti sauce so I continued while she asked questions. I kept thinking she looked familiar but it took me a while to place her. I eventually remembered that her daughter had been in one of my classes a couple of years ago. When I asked about Debbie (her daughter) that slowed the process down. We had to stop and talk about Debbie and all kinds of things. I finally got the sauce cooking and invited Mrs. Smelling and her family to join us at dinner. She agreed and left briefly to get her daughter and husband but not until she had taken a look at Corey’s room. From the length of time she was in there with him I figured she was asking him some questions. All I could do was worry and hope he didn’t make any mistakes and give us away.

She finally came out to go get her family and since she was smiling and friendly to me yet I concluded Corey hadn’t said anything wrong or given her any reason to suspect our real relationship. She got back with her family just before Bob showed up.

I started to introduce Bob to the Smellings but soon learned that was not necessary as they attended the same church and were friends. I’m sure Bob’s presence relaxed all of us and helped the conversation flow more freely. Debbie was now a very nice young lady and Art Smelling turned out to be one of those people who is at ease among people and knows how to make them feel the same way. We all had a great time visiting and reminiscing about some of our earlier experiences and escapades. Both Debbie and Corey appeared to get a kick out of hearing about some of the bone headed things we all did when we were young. What I had thought would be a chore turned out to be a very enjoyable evening. The only drawback was that somehow Corey’s art lesson got lost for the evening. Bob promised him he would be over tomorrow night to make up for it. As he was leaving he confided that the free dinner had a little to do with his offer to make up the lesson. The Smellings and I both laughed over that confession with Judy Smelling telling him she thought he ought to grow up and learn to cook. He just laughed and said that he was the only one he knew who could burn the water while trying to fix hardboiled eggs.

As we were standing in the driveway saying goodbye to each other Vern showed up. I introduced him to the Smellings and asked him what was on his mind. He started telling me he had an offer for one of the tools we’d acquired and immediately Art became interested. We all walked over to Vern’s shop and the next thing I knew Vern and Art were busy discussing woodworking. After a few minutes Judy told him to call when he wanted to come home as she and Debbie were leaving. Vern said he would take him home when they were done so with that Corey, Bob and I went to my house and Debbie and Judy went to their home and Vern and Art were busy in his shop. All in all a very nice evening.

Bob soon headed home and a short while later it was time for Corey and I to go to bed. It was one of those nights when we just wanted to cuddle and love each other. There was no sex involved, just a little kissing and lots of hugging and holding and talking to each other. We both agreed that we enjoyed cuddling about as much as we enjoyed sex and if for some reason sex had to be eliminated we would still be happy as long as we could cuddle. After a lot of cuddling he finally started to fall asleep. I was spooned up behind him and just relaxing and loving the feel of him in my arms and the smell of his hair when he finally fell completely asleep. As I listened to his soft breathing all I could think of was how lucky I was to have him to love and have his love. As I softly kissed the back of his head I thought I had to be the most blessed person in the world. I fell asleep with my love in my arms while thinking it just doesn’t get any better than this. 

I woke up before Corey and for a change I wasn’t about to burst. It was one of those rare times when I could just lay there and watch him while he slept. Sometime during the night he had turned over and I was able to look at his face while he slept. It had been a while since I had really looked at his face and I was struck at how he had changed since I first met him. His face no longer had that pinched look it had when I first saw him. A good diet had caused him to lose it and now he could be considered handsome. His features were delicate but not in a feminine way. He would never be a model of raw masculinity but instead would probably be that which all model agencies sought but rarely found. He was growing like a weed and already most of the clothes that fit him when he first started coming over to my house were getting too small. I decided that we should probably go shopping for new clothes and I could also get the porn magazines for JJ. It was only about eighty miles to an area that offered a lot more choice in that department. 

I sighed and kissed him softly a couple of time wondering if that would cause him to wake up. I was well rewarded. The first thing that happened was a little smile started playing across his face followed by his eyes slowly opening and those vivid blue eyes looking right at me. A big smile followed and suddenly he jumped out of bed with his morning woody and headed for the toilet. By now my bladder was in dire need of relief so I joined him. That was followed by a shower with a lot of playing around. I’ll have to admit that showering with Corey is one of the greatest experiences in my life. The best part is it is just as much fun each and every time we do it. Neither of us has to get off. Just rubbing soap onto each other and the touching that accompanies it is wonderful. There are certain places on his body that when I touch seem to writhe under my fingers. He just feels so alive and warm when I touch him. I know that it would be a lot faster if we would take separate showers and it wouldn’t have required that I have a bigger water heater installed but I don’t mind either the cost or the time. Like that stupid commercial says, some things are priceless.

After a simple breakfast of cereal, toast and juice we took off to go shopping. It was eight forty-five and most of the stores we were interested in opened at ten so it couldn’t have worked out better. 

When we got there it was one of those sunny late fall days that are so nice in Northern California and the mall looked clean and neat. They had several stores that catered to upscale shoppers and I surprised Corey by suggesting we start with one of them. 

When the salesman started bringing out clothes Corey started looking at the price tags. I informed him that there would be none of that. He seemed pretty tentative at first but after he picked out one shirt and said he liked it I asked the salesman if they had other colors in that style and he brought out an armload. Soon we had eight shirts and six pair of pants along with new shoes and other miscellaneous items. It wasn’t too bad, it only set me back a little over eight hundred dollars. Then it was my turn and I found a few things I really liked and that added another four hundred to the total. We took it out to the pickup and headed back in to look for jackets. We lucked out and found two nice ones on sale and that took care of the clothes for a while.