Rafael still remembers crying most of the night, his little face still burning from her attack.Rafael still remembers crying most of the night, his little face still burning from her attack. The next day Rafael was returned to Centerville Plantation. His file was marked N.A. and dated February 12, 1990,in the upper right hand corner of the front cover. I have since discovered that this marking is intended to identify children that are not available for adoption, although the more I think about it the more I am convinced that there is an alternative meaning, one that is far more devastating than one could imagine. Rafael has talked about the events that occurred during the years that followed while he lived at Centerville. At first they were painful memories that evoked tears and some anger from the boy and myself but we have gradually come to realize that it is the events of that period of time that brought the two of us together. For that I am thankful. ++++ Rafael sits up again, he grins cheekily, his small hand half- enclosing my erect cock. He smirks, still very playful, his sexual desire increasing every second. "I love him", he teases gently, "I love him bunches and bunches. I want you to put him up me." I smile, still lying back on the bed as the naked brown- skinned boy straddles me. "He's still not that hard", I laugh, lovingly tousling his dark soft hair. The boy giggles and shrugs, squeezing his hand at the base of my cock and making it painfully hard as he compresses the shaft. "Yes he is, he's plenty hard enough," he says. I give the boy a resigned look and breathe out with a long sigh, feigning boredom. The boy smirks, "Yeah! Yeah! I know! Okay, first we play around, then you fuck me." Rafael squats over me, his little bronzed buttocks facing toward me, above my chest. He faces toward my legs. For a few delightful moments he caresses my cock, lightly with just the silky touch of his finger tips, then more vigorously, his small strong fingers expertly massaging, teasing it erect. I have already been hard for what seems most of the morning, my cock aching as I watched Rafael sleep, then dream. |