The truth was his dad didn’t pay for anything where they lived, since they lived with his grandmother. They lived with her from the time he was a little kid after his mother took off, for who knows where. Although his grandmother had been nice to him when he was little, now at eighty five years old she was suffering from severe dementia and half the time didn’t even know her own name. Bobby’s dad didn’t need him to help pay any bills; everything was paid for by his grandma’s pension and savings. All he wanted was more money so he could drink better beer then the cheap crap he usually drank. The truth was his dad was an unemployed plumber who couldn’t hold a job if his life depended on it for more then a week. Every time he found a new job he would stay sober for a few days, but always started drinking one six pack of beer after another, until he couldn’t get up the next morning to go back to work.

Everybody knew or assumed that Bobby was gay, so he didn’t have any friends in school and no one wanted to hang out with him because people would also think they were gay. At eighteen Bobby looked much younger standing at only five foot four inches tall and skinny as a post. Where could he get a job if he wanted, his hair was to long because it cost money to get a haircut and the clothes he had where from a charity outlet store and although he dressed like any other teen considering where he got his clothes he just had an air about him that screamed gay.

That morning everything seemed hopeless to him, where could he find a job, where could he go, what could he do to get away from his drunken dad.

Bobby was pretty upset and just started walking not having any idea where. He just knew he had to get away and had walked almost thirty miles to the other side of the city when he finally realized he didn’t have a clue where he was or what he should do and couldn’t think of a single place he could go. He started looking under street overpasses thinking he could sleep there at night but his main concern at that moment was hunger, plain and simple where was he going to get food.

He stumbled into a really nice neighborhood and his stomach was completely empty and he was exhausted. He finally sat down and watches a man across the street trying to start a lawn mower. He could see the man was getting frustrated, the man had a short cast on his foot and had to hobble around, he kept working the controls on the handle but nothing seemed to work. Bobby thought maybe he would let him cut the grass and make enough money so he could get a burger and fry’s. He got up from where he was sitting walked over and asked,

“Sir, if I can get the mower going, would you let me mow your lawn for a couple of bucks.”

The man looked up, sweat running down his face,

“Kid, if you can get the mower running and mow the front and back yard I’ll give you twenty dollars.”

Bobby walked over to the mower and checked the most obvious thing, having mowed a few lawns in the past to earn a little money, the gas tank was empty. He looks up to the man,

“Sir, do you have a gas can?”

The man gave him a big smile and walked into his garage and brought out a full can of gas. Bobby filled the tank and gave the primer a couple of pumps, pulled the starter handle and it came to life. He killed the engine and was just getting ready to ask about the back yard when the man said,

“You can start here in the front, then use the gate on the side and mow the lawn in the back; there isn’t much lawn back there, so this shouldn’t take to long. I‘ll be sitting at the table on the back patio when your done so you can collect your money.”

Bobby started the mower and went right to work; he wanted to finish as soon as he could so he could get something to eat. The man was right; it didn’t take anytime at all and before he knew it the entire lawn was done. He was envious when he saw the back yard; it was really nice with a Jacuzzi and a lap pool. The day had been really hot, so he pulled his shirt off by the time he got there and when finished, took the mower to the front of the garage and returned to where the man was sitting. He just kept looking at the pool as he was walking through the yard; he wish he could jump in, just long enough to cool down a little.

The mans name was Jake, he was a tax attorney for a major law firm in the city and just two weeks earlier while walking with his cell phone making a call, tripped and fractured a bone in his left foot. It was a simple fracture, so he wouldn’t have to be in the cast for very long but it was annoying and made doing simple things harder then they should. Jake was also a member of a group of men who belonged to a master/slave society. He had just released his last slave a few months earlier at his slave’s request. Although his slave wasn’t unhappy, he wanted to go into the world and try new things. Jake was happy to let him go because he wanted to take a different approach to the Master/slave dynamics, he was done with the emptiness of meaningless sexual hook-ups and wanted something more, he wanted a boy to belong to him someone who craved an emotional and spiritual connection. He wanted to transform a young man into a young prepubescent boy and make him his own.

Jake had already been working on his new project by decorating a spare bedroom. He purchased clothes, video games and other things little boys liked and had in mind the boy he wanted, what his over all looks should be like including his height and weight. Although he felt he had most everything in place there was one fundamental thing still needed, and that was the right boy.

Bobby approached Jake where he was sitting on the back patio and as Jake watched him walk over to the table he thought to himself, if this boy where eighteen he would be perfect, he definitely had the right body. He dismissed the idea thinking this kid was probably all of fifteen and some kid who lived in the neighborhood. Jake invited him to sit down and poured him some iced tea. He watched as the boy drink the entire glass in a single gulp; he noticed the boy seemed to be a little shaky and couldn’t help think, “This kid is starving.”

“Kid, are you from around here?”

“No Sir, I was just walking through.”

Bobby kept starring at the swimming pool, wishing he could jump in and Jake kept looking at Bobby wondering how he had gotten to this neighborhood.

“Tell me, when was the last time you had something to eat?”

Bobby had to think for a moment because it had seemed forever,

“I think yesterday morning, Sir.”

Jakes mind was drifting because he hadn’t put all the pieces of the puzzle together, but thought before he let the boy just wander off, he would try and find out.

Jake reached across the table, to shake Bobby’s hand,

“My name is Jake, and yours?”

Bobby took his hand,

“My name is Bobby, sir.”

“Nice to meet you Bobby, do you mind if I ask you your age?”

“Not at all sir, I’m eighteen, just turned eighteen about two months ago.”

A suspicious eyebrow went up on Jakes face, because this boy looked all of fifteen to him.

“Really, you look about fifteen to me.”

“No sir, it’s the truth. Bobby pulled a wallet out of his back pocket and handed him his student ID from high school. Sure enough, there was his date of birth and a clear picture of his face.”

He studied the ID for a moment, looked up and saw Bobby staring at the pool, Jake wonder if he could find out more about this kid because he was sure the kid was gay.

“Nice pool don’t you think?”

“Yes Sir really nice, I had only ever been able to swim in the city pools where I grew up.”

“Would you like to go swimming?”

“Yes Sir, if you wouldn’t mind.” He looked down at what he was wearing and didn’t want his clothes to be wet all night. “Well, maybe I better not.

“I’ve been watching you stare at that pool since you walked into the back yard are you sure?

“Well, I don’t have any swim shorts; this is all I have to wear.”

“I’ll tell you what, I have a swim suit I know will fit you, I’ll get it, you go swimming for a little while and I’ll fix us a couple of sandwiches to eat. I would hate to send you away knowing you hadn’t eaten for such a long time.”

Bobby’s face brightens at the thought of swimming in such a great pool and more importantly he was starving and could eat a horse at that very moment.

“Wow Sir, are you sure, I don’t want to put you out. I mean I would really like to go swimming and I really could use something to eat, but I don’t want to be any trouble.”

Jake smiled,

“Don’t worry, it’s no trouble and besides, I’m really interested in hearing the rest of your story. Just hang tight for a moment and I’ll be back with a swim suit and get to work on those sandwiches.”

Although, this boy’s had a disheveled appearance, Jake couldn’t help notice how polite and submissive he seemed. The only question is, how submissive was he and how could he suggest to him he was looking for a boy and was wondering if he would be interested.

Jake grabbed a pair of Speedos out of a drawer from the room he just decorated. He walked back through the kitchen and looked out the window and saw Bobby looking at a local street rag for masters and slaves. Jake had placed and ad in the personals looking for a young boy and had it opened and folded back to the page his ad had been placed. He had forgotten that it was on the table but then thought: there was his opening to let the boy know he was looking for someone.

As bobby waited for Jake, he drank another glass of iced tea and looked over and saw a pamphlet he had once seen while waiting for a city bus. Someone left it sitting on the bench and he sat there letting a couple of busses go by so that he could read it from cover to cover. When he saw the same pamphlet he had seen at the bus stop, he couldn’t help himself and picked it up, there was an ad outlined by a pen which read;

Wanted: Young boy with special qualities who has a strong desire to become an older mans little boy. He must be willing and able to become a part of my life and family. This would be a dad/son type relationship with sexual expectations. I have a strong preference for teen boy looks, with a young looking face, be eighteen to twenty four, but look no older then eighteen. I have a fondness for naturally smooth bodies. Boy will be transformed physical and physiologically to look and act as young as possible. Experience is much less important then appearance and desire.

Bobby couldn’t believe what he was reading, he was young and still wet behind the ears but he had seen porn and knew about dominance and submission and had even jerked off fantasizing about masters and slaves. He wished he could find someone nice and be the boy just like the one in the ad. Bobby kept reading it over and over and hadn’t noticed Jake return until he set his iced tea on the table and woke him out of his trance. Bobby dropped the pamphlet and felt embarrassed, like he was doing something naughty.

Jake looked at Bobby for a moment smiled and said;

“I placed that ad in that pamphlet.”

Bobby finally realized why the ad was outlined in pen, could this be true, he liked Jake from the moment he met him and he wanted so badly to say he would like to be that boy but wasn’t quite sure how to get it out.

“You did? Oh, um, huh, well, do you think, well I mean if I were, you know, if I wanted could I, um.”

“Bobby, are you trying to tell me you are interested in the ad and might think you could be that special boy?”

“Well, um, yes sir.”

Jake just shook his head in amazement; it couldn’t be this easy to have the boy he was looking for just drop out of the sky into his lap.

“I’ll tell you what, lets get these swim trunks on you so that you can have some fun in the pool while I make us some sandwiches, it’s already six in the evening and if you hadn’t eaten since yesterday morning you must be starving. While we eat lets find out more about you and then we will go from there. Does that sound alright to you?”

“Yes sir that would be really cool.”

Jake asked him to take off his shorts, you might think this would have made him feel embarrassed but he wasn’t, he knew that Jake was gay and felt comfortable being with him and just dropped his shorts down to his feet. Jake wasn’t surprised he wasn’t wearing any underwear, he doubt this kid had much of a wardrobe growing up. He held the Speedos for Bobby to slip into and then pulled them up and made sure they fit without being to tight. He slipped his fingers into the waste band and then the legs, this made Bobby giggle a little which Jake thought was really cute.

Jake slapped Bobby on the butt,

“Ok go jump into the pool, and I’ll be back in a short while with some dinner.”

Bobby, ran and jumped into the pool doing a classic belly flop and came back up for air holding his stomach, Jake smiled, shook his head and went into the house. Although, he knew that Bobby had to be starving he took his time because he wanted to watch him from the kitchen window. He would jump in then pull himself out, then jump back in and swim the length of the pool, and then do it all over again. Jake had no idea what kind of life this kid had up to that point, but was sure it wasn’t good, but for a moment you could see he was really happy.

Jake couldn’t help notice the size of Bobby’s cock and balls when he helped him on with his Speedos. They were tiny and perfect; he would be easy to have modified and when done they wouldn’t look any different then a nine year old boy. As he was making the sandwiches his mind was going a hundred miles an hour hoping for hope, that life’s funny twists and turns brought him a boy.

Jake went back out to the patio table; he had made two sandwiches for Bobby and one for himself. Bobby was still jumping in and out of the pool when he called him over. He dried Bobby off with a towel and was surprised how calm he was letting Jake caress his body not leaving any part untouched. When he finally finished he took the towel and wrapped it around Bobby’s neck, and told him to sit and eat before he keeled over from starvation.

Bobby inhaled the first sandwich,

“Slow down, you don’t have to eat so fast, while you’re here with me you will never go hungry.”

Bobby hung his head down. “Sorry, I was just really hungry.”

“I know you are, just try to slow down a little.”

“Yes sir, I will.”

“Ok, catch your breath, and tell me some about your life and how you ended up here today.”

Bobby told Jake everything with amazing detail; his reason was simple and honest, because more then anything he wanted to stay and not sent away. He hoped by telling everything about his life and being gay that Jake would want to keep him. It was a long conversation and there weren’t many times that Jake asked him to explain something a little better. Of course the boy’s story broke his heart and at the end it became obvious this boy needed Jake more then he needed him. It was now late into the evening and Jake suggested to Bobby that he go into the warm Jacuzzi and would bring them something to drink and tell him more about what he was looking for in a boy and make him a proposal.

Bobby was in the Jacuzzi from the neck down, Jake thought he must had been cold only in his Speedos but he was obviously feeling better now that he had food in his stomach. Jake handed Bobby a soda and sat down putting his good foot into the Jacuzzi leaving the other one with the cast along the side. He took a couple of sips from the whisky and water he had made for himself and watched Bobby swim around in circles, this made him laugh, swimming around in circles was exactly something a little boy would do.

“Bobby as I see it, I think you have one of three options right now. Option one, I can take you home, option two, you can leave and go on your way.”

Bobby stopped circling and his eyes started to well up.

“There’s no need to get upset, I said there were three options. The third option, you can stay here, we’ll see how things go for a short while and if we are happy together I would be very happy to make you my little boy.”

Bobby smiled, wiped his eyes and said, “I want option three please.” and started to circle around the Jacuzzi again.

Jake wanted to make Bobby stop going around in circles, but then again he was acting just like a little kid, which is what he wanted after all, and he knew after seeing his little eyes well up a moment ago, he was very aware of everything he was saying.

“Bobby, did you read the entire ad I put into the pamphlet?”

He stopped circling again, “Yes, sir.”

“Do you understand that the boy who comes and lives with me will be transformed into a little boy?”

“Yes sir.

I want you to understand; that this isn’t a game we will play once in awhile or just when we feel like it. You will always be treated like a nine year old boy and I will expect you to act like one. This will be your life from now on and you will have for the first time, rules, boundaries and limitations. You need to give this some thought and understand you will undergo surgery and have your little balls remove and have a small prosthesis implanted where your little nuts used to be so that your appearance would be more closely to that of a little boy. You will be given low doses of hormones so that your temperament will be closer to a child. I want you to understand that once this operation is done there is no going back, it is impossible to undo, simply put, it can’t be reversed.

He sat in the middle of the Jacuzzi listening without moving or saying a word and when Jake finished Bobby said,

“I understand sir, I want to do this more then anything, I want to be a little boy again. I want to have rules and chores and have someone love me. Please sir, please let me stay.”

Jake just smiled and thought, well this is it, he would go slowly at first and if the boy changed his mine in the next few weeks that would be fine.

“Ok Bobby we will start tonight, it is way past your bed time and you still need to take a bath, a Jacuzzi is not bathing, soap needs to be added to the equation. Jake stood up held out his hand to Bobby, and together they walked into the house to the bathroom across the hall from Bobby’s bedroom. He started the bath added some bubble soap and helped Bobby take off his Speedo’s. Bobby had a little woody so this was another conformation of the boys’ sincerity. Jake lightly pinched his little balls and said,

“Once these are gone you won’t have to worry about getting erections anymore. I know it will be difficult, but little boys don’t masturbate themselves, I don’t want you to masturbate yourself anymore.”

Bobby giggled, and said he wouldn’t and wished he didn‘t have erections. Jake wanted to give Bobby every opportunity to understand what life would be like before he gave him one last chance to back out, so over the next few weeks he will completely immerse Bobby in a world of being a little boy. He bathed and dried him off with a towel just as he did at the pool, then took him into his new bedroom. Since it was the first time seeing his new room, he was wide eyed and stared at everything in there. The room was made up as any little boys room would be, with cars and trucks painted on the walls and a small bed and dresser. Jake pulled some pull-ups from a drawer, and told Bobby that these where for when he slept at night so that he wouldn’t wet the bed. He helped bobby put on the pull-ups and made sure they weren’t too tight. Although Jake had purchased the largest he could, he wasn’t sure they would actually fit and was just a little surprised to find they stretched enough to fit Bobby just fine. He pulled down the covers to the bed and Bobby climbed in,

“It’s late little boy so go to sleep, sleep well, have pleasant dreams and tomorrow night I will read you a bed time story.”

The following morning came much sooner for Jake then he would had liked, he dragged himself out of bed, made some coffee and went to his office to do some work which always needed to be done. At about seven Bobby came into the office still in his pull-ups with a toy car in his hand. He sat on the floor and rolled the car around the carpet. Bobby has taken on the personality of a young child and Jake was amazed how easy it was for him. As he sat there watching Bobby with wonder, playing with the car and being a little boy, Jake finally asked if he was hungry and wanted to find something to eat for breakfast. Bobby looked up with a smiled, Jake took him by the hand and they made their way into the kitchen, Jake let him know they had a lot to do that day and better get started.

Jake bathed Bobby just as he had done the night before then shaved what little hair he had including his underarms from the neck down. Jake pulled out a super hero tee-shirt and matching underwear for him to wear and shorts more appropriate for a small boy, not the baggy shorts teens wear hanging down past their asses. They went shopping for some more clothes, stopped at a barber shop where he got a buzz cut, which Jake thought would be a much better look for him. They had some lunch at a local diner, Jake had a sandwich and coffee, Bobby had chicken nuggets and french-fries. They finally made there way to a grocery store then to an appointment Jake had at a doctor’s office so he could have his foot checked and the cast replaced with an ankle brace and ace bandage.

The doctor was a friend and also a master and belonged to the same club as Jake. The two of them had extensive conversations about physically modifying a boy to suit Jakes needs. Jake took Bobby with him into the exam room where the nurse wrapped his foot, and waited for the doctor to see how he was doing. When he came in they exchanged the normal pleasantries, the doctor looked at his x-rays and finally they got around to talking about the new boy he hadn’t seen before. Jake smiled, and told him this was the boy he had found to fill that open spot in his family. The doctor was pleasantly surprised and let Jake know he was between patients and wasn’t scheduled for another until much later that afternoon and offered Jake to give Bobby an exam. It was unexpected of course but he was more then happy to take his friends offer. Jake undressed Bobby then helped him onto the exam table. The doctor did all the normal things one would do while giving an exam and then at the end pulled out the stirrups and helped Bobby get his legs and feet adjusted.

The doctor examined his genitals and made the comment to Jake that he must be happy that Bobby’s genitals where so small, once the operation was completed and his body adjusted to the hormones he would have the appearance of a boy between five and eight years old. He then gave Bobby and injection, a high dose of hormones so that the body modification could begin. He made out prescriptions, pain relievers for Jake and hormones for Bobby. They talked for a while longer as Jake helped Bobby dress and the doctor let them know his surgery schedule was wide open for the next few weeks so when they were ready, it would be quite easy to make an appointment.

After only a few days they found a comfortable routine which seemed to make time go by in a flash. Jake still had to work so he would spend his mornings accomplishing as much as possible so more time could be spent with Bobby in the afternoon and early evenings before putting him to bed at eight thirty. They called Bobby’s hormone pills ‘his little boy medicine’ which he took after breakfast, then Bobby would clean the house always wearing his pull-ups from the night before even though Jake had told him he could change into underwear and shorts. Bobby just shrugged his shoulders and said he really liked wearing them and if it was ok, he could do his chores like that unless he had to go out into the front yard. Jake didn’t mind, if it made him feel more secure, he could wear them all day if he wanted. Actually there where a couple of days he did, only to change into new ones when he went to bed at night, and when they went out together he sometimes asked if he could wear them under his shorts.

During that same time, Jake took Bobby to the zoo and children’s museum, both places he visited as a kid, and although it was a new experience for Bobby it brought back fond memories for Jake. Each night when Jake put Bobby to bed, he would read him a bedtime story, the same childhood books he read as a kid and just like going to the zoo and children’s museum re-reading these books reminded him how much he had enjoyed them. It was a late Monday afternoon, after a long day of running around and doing errands. They stopped by the doctors so Bobby could receive another injection and get checked out to see how he was responding to the hormone treatment. The doctor said he was doing exceptionally well and once again reminded them, his schedule was still wide open. He could in fact give them his complete attention the following afternoon; all they would have to do is give him a call by the following morning.

Jake had just finished reading Bobby’s evening bed time story and was getting ready to turn out the light when Bobby said,

“Jake, I’m ready for the operation.”

He curled his fingers around his toy car, rolled over, closed his eyes and fell to sleep.

The following day Bobby crawled out of bed and found Jake in his office as he did most every morning. He sat on the floor and silently played with his car waiting for Jake to suggest they have breakfast together. They went to the kitchen and Bobby started to fix himself some cereal when Jake told him he should only have water that morning and then poured himself another cup of coffee, they sat at the kitchen table when Jake finally spoke,

“Bobby, do you remember what you told me last night before you went to sleep?”

He did of course, looked up and said it so naturally.

“Yes Jake, I said I was ready for the operation.”

To Bobby it seemed to be nothing more then the natural progression to his new life. He was meant to be there with Jake, he was meant to be changed into a little boy and Jake was meant to protect and take care of him. Jake just sat there in amazement and didn’t understand how anyone couldn’t see what a truly amazing kid he was.

“I called the doctor last night, and made the appointment for this afternoon. That‘s why nothing but water this morning. After the operation we will figure out what you might want to eat, I’m sure you will be feeling a little under the weather.”

Bobby set his glass of water down and grinned from ear to ear then jumped up from his chair to run to his room when Jake caught him in his arm.

“Where are you going so quickly this morning, there’s no reason to rush?”

“I don’t know, well, um, don’t I need to get ready?”

Jake just laughed and told him the operation wasn’t until that afternoon and it was still too early to be so excited, he could relax a little while longer. Jake was drinking his coffee and trying to read his morning paper and Bobby’s put his head on his arm and he kept fidgeting in his chair running his car back and forth across the table in front of him. Finally Jake broke down, shook his head and told him,

“You’re acting like a little boy with all of your fidgeting, so let’s go get you ready. We can take our time and make sure everything is perfect.”

Bobby giggled still bubbling over with excitement knowing that Jake was making a joke, Jake had a dry sense of humor and Bobby had always gotten it, Jakes humor always made him laugh.

They went to the bathroom; Jake started the bath water, helped Bobby slip off his pull-ups. Bath time had become a ritual for them, Jake having the opportunity to caress every inch of Bobby’s young unblemished body and Bobby being touch in the most intimate way by someone who loved him. For both of them it was the one time of day they could forget about the world and be one. They talked about the injections and his little boy medicine, and how he felt about his transition becoming a little boy and it gave them time to talk about the future. Jake took Bobby’s little balls and penis into his hands and said,

“By this evening, I know we are both going to be so happy, this is the final step we have to take.”

Bobby threw his soapy arms around Jake’s neck and kissed him on the lips and a feeling of completeness washed over him, he had wanted to kiss Bobby from the first day but decided he would just let their relationship go where it may. It wasn’t a sloppy, sexy tongues jutting in and out of each others mouth sort of kiss, just lips pressing together for a moment to show you loved that person you where with.

Bath time that morning had taken on a greater level of meaning for them, both never wanting that feeling of togetherness to end. After Bobby was washed and shaved, he sat in the tub and sailed his little boat through bubbles, just being a kid playing in a bath. Jake sat drinking his coffee watching his little boy have so much fun. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have found Bobby, like so many times over the past weeks; he was amazed at how Bobby so naturally stepped out of one world into the realities of another with such poise and ease.

Jake dressed Bobby in a white tank top tee-shirt, pull-ups and sweatpants, knowing after the surgery he would need to wear loose clothing. The operation went as planned and they were home again by early evening. The first couple of weeks of healing allowed both to bond in a way very few will ever experience. Once Bobby completely healed and now on low doses of hormones his transformation was complete and had become everything Jake had hoped for.

They filled their days much like any family might, taking care of those daily chores which needed to be done, always finding new things to do which little boys enjoyed and sharing their special bath time together each evening. They both loved the dynamics of their relationship and it wasn’t shortly after the operation that Jake finally introduced Bobby to over the knee spankings and corner time. Although it was hard for Jake to actually find ways that Bobby misbehaved since he always did everything he asked, Jake found simple things he did wrong so that they could share this special bond together. Bobby liked the spankings and corner time as much as Jake, just like any child secretly would, because it was another way shown to them that someone really cared.

Late one evening after Bobby went to sleep, Jake was lying in his bed reading a book when Bobby, completely naked stole into his room and crawled under the covers. He laid his head on Jakes stomach and softly took Jake’s cock into his soft hand. Although, Jake masturbated whenever he felt the need, he hadn’t been with anyone since he released the last slave he had. It only took a few moments before his cock was hard from Bobby’s touch. Bobby slowly moved closer and wrapped his lips around its head; Bobby started sucking and caressing and wasn’t long before Jake shot a load of cum into Bobby willing mouth. Afterwards Bobby licked Jake cleaned and as quickly as he stole into Jakes bedroom that night, he was gone and back in his own.

The following day Jake watched Bobby come into his office wearing only his pull-ups just as he has done every morning since he came to live with him. Bobby sat down on the floor playing with his car and waited until Jake was ready for them to have breakfast together. At first Jake thought they should talk about what happened the night before, but then decided that he would let Bobby bring up the conversation if he wanted. Bobby never did though, they just went about there day as they had always done. The days rolled by and Bobby would visit Jake two or three times a week late at night or early morning and they never had a single conversation about those moments. Jake just couldn’t find a reason to make things any more complicated then they needed to be and since the two of them where happier then two people could have asked, what would have been the point.

Years past and their relationship grew like any others would and yes Bobby went from being a little boy emerging into a remarkable young man with a loving heart and caring soul, a beautiful person that anyone would be proud to call friend. Late one evening after enjoying dinner at a restaurant in the city, walking back to their car they cut through a short alley. Bobby took Jakes hand as they past a street person obviously drunk laying in the gutter with vomit running down his chin. Bobby stopped as the man’s eyes opened, he reached his hand into the air and you could hear the whisper of a name pass through his lips. Bobby wrapped his hands around Jakes arm and they quietly walked away. A single word didn’t need to be spoken; Jake knew who this man was as he watches a single tear slip across Bobby’s face.

Be still my beating heart, for you my sweet boy, all is well and good tonight.

The End