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Dylan - Walt Disney World 2015 - Part 12

 

Oddly enough, Alicia did not find my ironic comment funny. At least I don’t think she did, because she just stared at the three of us impassively. All three of us knew we were in trouble, me most of all. I was already working out who my criminal lawyer was going to be in my head. Don Shulman, he was darn good and would defend any lowlife. No, it needs to be a female lawyer, Rebecca deJong, she was an expert at sex crimes cases. Stupid me, we are in Florida and my trial would be here. Maybe I just need to bolt and make my way to Cuba, I could be there in a couple hours.

 

Dylan started to cry, “I want my mom. I want my mom. Where is she, when I can I go home.” Alicia broke, she sat down and asked Dylan to come to her. He was standing in front of Alicia, he was still wailing and she said, “Randy, can you get me a facecloth, soak it in warm water and bring it to me quickly.” She just reached down and snagged the robe that had been discarded on the floor and helped Dylan put it on very gently and lovingly. Randy returned with the facecloth and handed it to his mom.

 

Alicia shocked all of us when she took the cloth and gently wiped off the semen off of Dylan’s flaccid penis and pubis leaned in and kissed his tummy. She closed his robe and had him sit on her lap. Dylan’s sobs stopped and he sat looking confused and worried.

 

“Dylan honey, I went to see your mom at the hospital. I know that Uncle Walt and Tommy filled you in on how sick she is. I hate to say she is not any better now.”

 

Silent tears started rolling down Dylan’s cheeks as he heard those words.

 

“The doctor and nurses are taking really good care of her and she is not in pain. They are doing everything they can. Even though she was in a kind of sleep, I talked to her and introduced myself and told her that you were being taken care of and that you were healthy and safe,” Alicia said in a soothing voice.

Dylan has been suppressing his feelings and I have been trying to keep him distracted, but the stress of the moment of being caught in that act, remembering that Ali was going to see his mom and the fact at she was a mom all brought the feelings of worry and fear flooding back at that moment.

 

“Is my mom going to die?” Dylan asked.

 

“Randy, can you go to your room, get your PJ’s on and get ready for bed. I will be in to talk to you soon,” Alicia said. “I’ll give you a hand,” I offered.  “No Walt, your hands have been busy enough tonight, you stay here,” Alicia commanded. A moment later, like she was trying to reduce the stress of that comment for Dylan, she continued, “Dylan needs us now as we discuss his mom.”

 

“Dylan, only God knows if she is going to die, but it is possible. She is a very sick lady, but her body is fighting against the infection as much as it can. I know she wants to come home to you and will try very hard to get better. You need to know that Uncle Walt and I are here for you and we will take care of you and do what we can to help your mom too.”

 

This comment opened the waterworks and Dylan started to sob and cry. I clearly heard her say ‘Walt and I’, so it sounds like she hasn’t decided on a divorce or charges yet. This is a good sign and gave me a bit of hope that I didn’t have to learn Spanish just yet. I acted on the moment and joined Dylan and Alicia on the couch and hugged both and said, “we love you tiger and we are going to be here for you today and forever if anything happened to your mom.”

 

“Through the crying, Dylan was able to squeak out in a very little boy voice, “Thank you Aunt Ali and Uncle Walt, I love you guys so much. Just then Randy, who had been listening and watching, came running out, still naked, and joined our group hug. “I will help look after you too Dylan,” he said.  “I know you will buddy,” and he released the group hug and squeezed Randy tight and sobbed into his shoulder.

 

“Dylan, I brought all your things from the motel, they are by the side door. When you are feeling better, you should go and grab some clean PJ’s and get ready for bed. You hang out here with Uncle Walt for a few minutes, I need to talk to Randy alone for a few minutes.”

 

Alicia gently extracted herself from the rest of us, stuck out her hand and led Randy into our bedroom and closed the door.

 

“I was so scared Uncle Walt. When she came in and saw us doing … well you know.  I thought we were all in big trouble. I got so upset I just wanted my mom, I am sorry I was like a big baby.”

 

“It’s ok tiger, I understand. No matter what, you guys aren’t going to be in trouble, you are just kids. I am the adult and if she freaks out at me… well let’s say I could be in serious hot water,” I said. I was trying to avoid talking about divorce, Cuba and jail as that would scare Dylan and make him worry that I  might not be able to take care of him.

 

“I was totally weirded out she started to clear the cum off my dick. Did you see what she did, she held my penis and wiped it off with very gentle strokes. If I wasn’t so sad at that moment and my penis all limp, I would have squirted in her hand.”

 

“Yea, that was very odd. I assume she was just being a mom and didn’t want your goo all over the inside of the robe. But her doing it herself and not just asking you to do it was extremely odd,” I said as I pondered her actions.

 

“What do you think they are talking about in there?” Dylan asked.

 

“I am sure she is asking Randy for details about what was happening before she walked in.”

 

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“Sweetheart, I am not mad at you about what I saw, but I want to know what was happening before I walked in.”

 

“Is daddy going to go to jail or live somewhere else?  It wasn’t his fault, I asked him to do it, just like in the shower.”

 

“No honey, daddy is not going anywhere. But we all need to talk so let’s start with a couple questions for you first. Are you hurt in any way.”

 

“No, I’m sleepy but I am not hurt. Daddy would never hurt me.”

 

“Did daddy ask you to do things with his or Dylan’s penis?”

 

“NO! I asked him to play with my penis. I begged him to do it,” Randy said emphatically. “It’s not his fault.”

 

“Let’s have a look at your body and make sure you are ok. Lie down on your tummy.” Randy did this and Ali reached down and pulled his bum cheeks apart and carefully looked for any damage. Ali reach down and poked her finger on his little hole looking for any tears or bleeding, and asked, “Did daddy or Dylan put their fingers or penis’s in here?” and she pushed slightly at his anus.

 

“No mom… mmmmm, that feels nice,” Randy said as Alicia quickly withdrew her finger and looked closely for signs of tears or stretching and found none. “Flip over,” Ali said.

 

“What are you looking for mom?” he asked. “The only thing that happened was Dylan and I were playing with our penis’s together. He was showing me how to have an origami.”

 

“Orgasm, sweetie. It’s called an orgasm. Origami is folding paper into shapes and animals.”

 

She inspected Randy’s penis carefully. “What are you doing now mommy?” “Just checking to make sure everything is ok here.”

 

Alicia’s examination started to feel more like masturbation to Randy. He had a pretty small penis as an almost 11-year-old, so it shouldn’t have taken more than a couple seconds to check his penis and testicles. Alicia was taking a lot of time and was looking at it very, very carefully. Randy was getting hard,  he was trying to roll over and was covering himself with his hands and trying to get his mom to stop what she was doing as he was embarrassed.

 

“Mom, you are making my penis all stiff. Can we be done now, it’s embarrassing.”

 

“No honey, I am not quite finished,” she said as she took his hand away from his boyhood.

 

“See! It’s all hard,” he said.

 

“I see it is sweetie.” Alicia reached out and took his hard-little penis in her hand and started to stroke it.

 

“Does this feel nice.”

 

“Yes mommy, it feels really nice.”

 

“Is this what daddy did.”

 

“Yes mommy. Mmmmm.”

 

“Did you have an orgasm when he was doing it.”

 

“Yes, mommy and a little drop of stuff came out.”

 

“Oh, baby boy, that is amazing,” Alicia said as she continued to masturbate her little boy.

 

“Are you done checking out my penis yet, if you keep rubbing it, I am going to have another orgam thing,” Randy said as he started to lightly buck his body into her hand. Alicia let go and massaged his little scrotum and testicles.

 

“Do you like it when mommy does this.”

 

“Ohhhhh yessssss. It feels very niiiiice,” Randy purred as his mother continued her ‘examination’ that turned into a sexy little hand job.

 

“Mommy, I am going to have an orgasm. Please rub my penis again.”

 

With that, Alicia took his little nail into her other hand and jacked his little boy penis while she fondled his testicles. Randy started bucking his hips into her hand again and was cooing and making cute little noises as his body started to enter the throws of climax.

 

Randy’s little body was bouncing up and down as he thrust his boyhood into his mother’s hand as she continued to jack his dick up and down.

 

“Go ahead honey, let it go. It feels so nice, doesn’t it?”

 

“Mommy!” Randy exclaimed as his muscles tensed, his body arched and his penis swelled. “Uh uh uh uh,” Randy was climaxing in his mother’s hand.

 

“Good boy, Randy. You are such a good boy to show your mommy how you can cum.”

 

Randy’s penis was spasming, his toes curled and he was panting as his little boy penis ejected two little spurts of clear fluid. Alicia kept jacking his still hard little penis as he was coming down from his climax. Alicia released his scrotum and penis and started to rub his tummy and chest as Randy closed his eyes and bathed in the warm feelings.

 

Alicia kept petting her little boys’ chest and tummy until she knew he was sleeping. She bent over and kissed his tummy. She wiped the ejaculate from his now flaccid little dick and looked at it closely, sniffed it and then wiped it off on a tissue from the nightstand. She pulled a blanket over her little blonde angel, kissed his forehead, turned out the light and left the room.

 

As Alicia entered the living room, Dylan and I were both just staring into space waiting for the storm to come.

“He’s asleep,” Alicia said as she was walking back to the door where she picked up the items she left there from Dylan’s motel. She returned to the living room and put them on the floor.

 

“Let’s go through this stuff and figure out what is laundry, garbage and get organized,” she said without a hint of anger or concern.

 

I was wondering what was going on in her head but I didn’t want to raise it with her.

 

“Anybody want a soda?” I asked.

 

“I will, Coke please,” Dylan said.

 

“Tea please sweetie,” Alicia said sweetly.

 

What-is-going-on? ‘Sweetie’? I am sweetie? I was jacking off two little boys and she caught me red handed, so to speak, and she is acting like nothing happened at all.

 

Dylan was going through the bags and created a pile of dirty clothes and made a pile of clean clothes for him and his mother. Alicia folded Teresa’s clean clothes and packed them away. She folded Dylan’s next, took them into the boy’s room and put them away in a drawer in the dresser.

 

As she left the room, Dylan and I looked at each other, I just shrugged my shoulders and Dylan looked confused.

 

“I will put this stuff in the washer,” I said as Alicia was returning to the room.

 

“Thanks sweetie. I will finish up here.”

 

Dylan was holding a folder that he had taken from the suitcase and was flipping through the pages with tears in his eyes.

 

“What is that honey?” Alicia asked Dylan.

 

“It is the schedule and notes mom and I made when we were planning our vacation to Disney.”

 

He looked so sad as he fingered through the pages. Alicia got down on the floor with Dylan. “Can you show me.”

 

Dylan explained in detail the plans he and his mom made. “Who drew this map?” Alicia asked.

I sat down behind them and handed Ali her tea and Dylan his Coke. I put a bowl of chips out for everyone to share as well.

 

“I did. But I did it when I was 8. Mom and I worked on these plans since I was little. We planned this vacation since I was 6. Every Sunday night, she and I would watch a Disney movie and work on our plans together,” Dylan’s tears were still streaming down his cheek as he quietly cried reliving happier times.

 

Suddenly he put down the folder, got up on his knees, leaned over and embraced Ali and cried into her neck. His robe had opened and his naked body was in contact with her, but she just hugged him, hummed a soothing song and rocked him. I noticed that Ali had one hand in Dylan’s robe and was rubbing his bare back in a motherly way.

 

I sat there sipping my Coke and allowing them to have this undisturbed moment. Dylan needed a mom now and Ali was happy to fill in for his right now.

 

Gradually Dylan calmed again and they remained in a tender hug. I could see the movement of her hand under his robe stroking his back.

 

Eventually Dylan released Ali and sat back on his heels and looked at her. She looked back at him and smiled. “I am sorry about earlier, that was all my fault. Randy saw me playing with myself and wanted to learn how to do it and then we all ended up doing it. Uncle Walt didn’t want to touch Randy, but he was begging him and I encouraged it too. I don’t want to ruin your family, I should just go with Tommy and leave your family alone, I am always wanting to do sex stuff, I am sick and…”

 

“Stop it Dylan, you are not sick and you are not going anywhere. We love you and we are going to take care of you until your mom is better and if she can’t, then you will be our son!  And taking the blame for my boy lover husband is silly. All 12-year-old boys think about sex and their penis’s all the time and you are no different. When a horny 12-year-old and a boy lover are in the same room, this is what happens. There is nothing wrong with you, you are a great kid. I hardly know you and I already think you are awesome.”

 

Dylan lunged at Alicia for another hug and this time it was a happy one.

 

“Ow!” Alicia said as Dylan wrapped himself around Alicia. “You poked your boner into my stomach. It felt like I was being poked with a stick. Why don’t you boys go to Dylan’s room and take care of that,” Alicia said while pointing at Dylan’s erection that was on full display as his robe was still open. 

 

Dylan sat back on his heels again and stared open mouthed at Alicia and then turned to look at me and then back at Alicia.

 

“Yes, that is what I said. You two go and play while I clean up this messy boy infested room,” Alicia said.

 

I was speechless, stunned, flabbergasted and a lot more adjectives at how this is all playing out.  She is not mad at me molesting our son and she just told me to go and take care of his erection… meaning only one thing…. she was telling me to have sex with this boy. Mind… blown.

 

“Walt, go with Dylan and get him settled and then ready for bed. I took care of Randy already. We will talk about this later. I want to clean up, I can’t take the mess anymore.”

 

She took care of Randy? What does that mean. I am clearly in bizzaro land now.

 

“Hey mister, did you cream your jeans there?” I looked down and saw the wetness, I had forgotten that happened. “Take your pants off, I will wash them when this load is done.”

 

I started to walk to the room to change. “Where are you going… pants please,” she said.

 

I stopped, dropped my pants and boxers and stood bottomless in front of her as I handed them over. She looked down at my flaccid penis and whispered in my ear, “Save some for me Uncle Walt.”  Dylan was laughing at me and said, “Let’s go Uncle Walt, you heard Aunt Ali!”

We walked into Dylan’s room and closed the door, but leaving it ajar. Dylan dropped his robe and lay down on the bed. I took off the rest of my cloths and cuddled with him.

 

“Dylan, I am not sure what is happening, Alicia should be furious. This is not normal so you know.”

 

“I don’t care, it is everything I want right now.” Dylan sat up and moved over to lie on top of me. We were face to face and he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. Not an over the top mad passion kiss, just a sweet little kiss. I kissed him back. He started to move down my body, until he got to my penis.

 

“Dylan, maybe we should slow down. Let’s just cuddle and I will jack you off before bed.”

 

“Let me do this, I promise it will be quick this time.”

 

He lay down on his tummy between my legs and had his face over my penis. He took hold of it and started to rub up and down the shaft. Without any further delay, he took me into his mouth and started bobbing up and down while continuing to jack the lower half of my phallus. He was right, I was not going to last long and within a couple of seconds, the climax was building in my body. I knew I was close and I said, “Dylan, I am going to cum now.” He continued to suck and held my balls in one hand and just as I was about to shoot, he backed off and jacked me through my orgasm.

 

As I was coming down from my climax, he was lightly tickling my testicles and was looking at my face.  I opened my eyes and he smiled. “See, you were like Flash, you were so fast,” he said.  “You stayed on my penis too long, I almost came in your mouth and I know you don’t like that,” I said.  “No, I knew when you were about to shoot, I was holding you balls and when they moved up, I knew you were going to fire!”

 

I was starting to think that Dylan is more experienced than I thought by that little fact. I would have to talk to him later about it.

 

Dylan clearly wanted his turn, he was back on his back playing with his penis and looking at me. I laid beside him and started to rub his tummy and Dylan grabbed my hand and put it on his penis. “We can do the warm up stuff another time, I need to cum now!”

 

I started to jack his penis and he looked at me and said, “’fair is fair’, mouth please.”  I scooted down between his legs like he did for me and started in right away. I licked under his scrotum along his taint, moving up I took his entire scrotum into my mouth and lightly sucked. He was bouncing and ruffling my hair as I explored each tiny ball in my mouth. I came off his sack and started to lick his penis tip and he guided my head down over his dick until my nose was touching his balls. What can I say, the boy knows what he wants?

 

I was fellating his penis while he was bouncing up and down having intercourse with my mouth and Alicia walked in. Dylan paid no attention at all, I glanced up at her with my mouth still full of Dylan and she simply said, “Don’t mind me, I am just going to watch.”

 

She sat down on the bed beside Dylan facing the scene of the fellatio. I had stopped and was watching her without removing my mouth from his boy boner. Dylan looked to his side and saw her sitting there and I felt his penis swell in my mouth. I guess Alicia sitting there looking on made him even more horny.

 

“Don’t leave him hanging, finish the job!” she said. Again, my head was calculating what was going on and I finally decided I had crossed some threshold into another dimension of space and time. If Rod Serling appeared to narrate the scene, I would not have been any more surprised.

 

I went back to work on Dylan’s little boy penis and sucked it while fondling his balls.  Alicia was watching with great interest with a hazy look in her eyes. She reached out and started to stroke Dylan’s face and worked down continuing to lightly caress his neck, shoulders and chest. She gave each nipple a quick little tweak and each time she did so, Dylan flexed in my mouth. She continued down and lightly caressed his tummy right down to his pubic mound and then worked up again.

 

Dylan was moaning like mad, he was actually producing precum that I could taste in my mouth. I am not a fan of the taste, but I was ok with it because Dylan was in deep ecstasy. Alicia bent over and licked his belly button and then kissed him tummy.

 

Dylan was watching what she was doing and almost like a switch was flipped, as her lips touched that beautiful tummy, he shot his load into my mouth and exclaimed “holy shit!”.

 

Dylan’s penis pumped out 3 small shots and trying to pump out about 10 more I think, his climax was so intense. As he came down, he remained hard and I sat up releasing his boyhood.

 

“Did that feel nice Dylan sweetie,” she said.

 

He was spent, in a blissful afterglow and half asleep. She got up off the bed, and started to pull the sheets down under him. I saw what she was doing and got up and helped. She pulled the sheets up to just under his penis and sat back down. She took hold of his boyhood and lightly started to jack him off. I stood there in shock.

 

“Dylan looked, smiled and said “Thank you Aunt Alicia, that feels really nice.” He closed his eyes and within a couple minutes, the rhythmic breathing and softening penis told us he was sleeping.  Alicia leaned down kissed his tummy, patted his penis and pulled he blankets up to his chin She then leaned over and kissed his forehead, smiled at me and left the room.

 

I walked around, kissed the sleeping boy and quietly told him I loved him. On the way out I grabbed a robe and put it on and left the room.

 

When I entered the living room, Ali was looking at the little folder that Dylan was showing her earlier. She paused, looked up and me and said, “I’ve always known. I am too,” and then went back to the folder.

 

- to be continued -

 

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