When we had a moment along I asked George where he had met Cody and George replied "that his mother had picked Cody up thumbing a ride. As it turned out Cody had no where to stay and I agreed to let him stay at my house for a few days. That night after George had left Cody and I talked late into the night and he told me he had run away from an abusive family life in Arkansas. His story was not consistant and I did not actually believe him. I knew there was more to it than he was telling, but he was a very attractive and likable kid. Cody as about 5'8" then and around 130 pounds, with curly dishwater blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Pretty and petite are the only way to describe his boyish facial features. As the days went by I got to know and like him, as he was happy go lucky and always cheerful, but yet I knew he was hiding something. One night he went out with George and came home totally trashed on beer. The next thing I knew he was in the bathroom making love to the toilet. After a few minutes I walked into the bathroom and Cody was laying on the floor by the toilet. He was through being sick but had gotten some on his clothers. I had been dying to see him naked so I seized the moment. I asked him if he was ok and he slurred "Yes". I told him to stand up and take off his clothes so I could wash them. At the same time I turned the shower on and said "This will make you feel better". He follow my instruction and began fumbling with his tee shirt while leaning on the sink. After he got his tee shirt off he sat down on the toilet and took off his tennis shoes and socks. Then slowly and unsteadily stood up and started unbuttoning his levis. I could hardly contain the hardon I was getting just watching him strip and knowing the briefs would go next and I would see it all. He stepped out of his levis and slowly started pulling his briefs down while leaning forward. I saw them his the floor beside his levis and then he stood up straight and faced me as if to say what next? He was beautiful. Puberty had set in but was a long ways from through. His body was hairless except for a small bright blond patch of pubic hair developing over his dick. His dick was still small, erect I would guess maybe 5" and perfectly cut. His virgin bubble butt was something to see and amagin what it would be like to fuck. He climbed into the shower and began cleaning himself up. I went back into the kitchen and mixed myself a drink and pondered what I had just seem. God, he was a beautiful guy. After his shower Cody went right to bed and quickly passed out in the spare bedroom. A few days later I had to go out of town for a week and Cody went to see friends in Malibu. When I returned I found out from George's mother that Cody had been arrested in Hollywood, while I was gone, and sent back to Las Vegas to stand auto theft charges there. That being where he really was from and what he was running from. FIVE years had passed not since I last saw Cody but I often wondered what had happened to him. One Sunday morning I was in my kitchen and there was a knock on the front door. When I opened the door there was a 6' tall 160 pound beautiful blond young man standing there. I knew at a glance who it was. He said "Hi, I'm...." and before he could finish I said "Cody". I invited him in and we sat down and talked for a while. Then played some pool for old time's sake and went out for dinner to get reaquinted. After dinner we returned to my house and had a few beers and continued to talk about old times and what we had been doing the last 5 years. As the evening grew late I asked him where he was staying and he replied "I was hoping I could stay here and sleep with you". I said "Sure you can stay here". I had been looking looking at his fine body most of the day, and from the way his crotch now filled his levis it was obvious that puberty had finished it's job. At this moment I did not believe or realize that when he said sleep with me he meant it literally, but it would turn out that he did. He asked me if he could take a shower and get cleaned up and I said sure. I was in the kitchen when he finished his shower and came in with his curly blond hair still wet and only his briefs on. What a sight. A small amount of hair had developed in the center of his chest, his build was muscular since he had been working as a carpenter for a couple of years. One more look at his briefs told me he was one built kid. Sensual and sexy was the only way to describe what I was seeing now. He said he was tired and put his arms in the air and stretched. At this point seeing that made me just about go off right there in my pants.

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