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  1. Pauline Phillips My first sexual boyhood experiences with the opposite sex took place at the age of twelve. Let me relate what happened. I went to boarding school as my parents were overseas my Father working for Burmah Oil Company. (That’s not spelt wrongly that’s how the company spells its name and they’re still in existence today.) Anyway after tea we were confined to certain areas of the school. So as would be, rules are made for breaking especially when you’re twelve years old, so my friends and I decided to break bounds. We agreed to break out and head for the playing fields that were the other side of a main road. Vic Algernon (short for Victor) led the way followed by myself and Pete Buckhurst brought up the rear. When we got to the playing fields we headed for the hut, it was there at the side of the field up alongside an 8ft. hedge. Workmen who were doing some work in the surrounding fields, used the hut during their Tea Breaks. Now it was deserted and the three of us entered it, we were sitting there just chatting excited that we’d broken bounds when we saw Pauline Phillips walk past the hut window. We all jumped up opened the door and yelled for her to come in, which she did. Pauline was a local village girl, well known by most of the older boys in school, as lots of stories were circulating about her. She was 16yrs old and had rather large breasts. Anyway we started chatting her up and soon the talk turned to sex. After allowing us to play with her tits and her crutch she took her panties off and lay on the hut floor. Soon all three of us had our pants off, Vic was the first to go, he lowered himself onto her, inserted his 3 inch dick and after about half a minute shot his load. I went next with a similar sized cock, and after sticking my dick inside her (this was the first time for any of us) a couple of strokes and I was shooting my load. Pete who had been waiting impatiently lowered himself down on her, but before he could get his dick inside her his hips started pumping and he shot his load all over her dress. God, was she bloody mad, it would leave a stain and she would have to go home like that. We took the piss out of Pete something wicked on the way back to school. We entered the school grounds and didn’t see Pauline again till about 2 weeks later. We were in the workman’s hut again, and like the previous time she came by. She came into the hut and we started chatting and then we tried to feel her up again, but she resisted and told us not to do it. The three of us were all worked up so we didn’t take no for an answer. Pete grabbed her legs, and I wrapped my arms around her pinning her arms to her side, and Vic started to put his hand up her skirt to take her panties off. She struggled so much that she got her legs loose and started kicking out, so we let go of her and got the hell out of there, and back to school. The next day during lessons the whole school were taken out of their classes and assembled in the main hall, and up on stage was the Principal, Pauline, and her mother. The next thing was after being identified by Pauline Phillips, we three were pulled out of assembly and told to go to the Principal’s office and wait there for him. About ten minutes later he arrived, and had three shit scared boys standing in front of him. Sitting down he looked at us and asked us, “Why did we try to rape Pauline Phillips.” We were dumbfounded then shouted out, “We didn’t try to rape her sir, and because she wouldn’t do it with us we thought she was just trying to be awkward. So we tried to make her but because she struggled so much we gave up and left. We couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t do it like she did the last time.” The Head stood up what do you mean the last time he asked. I said, “The three of us did it to her about 2 weeks ago sir.” He had a bit of a smile on his face and asked, “What did you do to her?” So Vic says “We put are thingy’s into her and shot so we didn’t know why she wouldn’t do it this time.” “Didn’t you Idiots know that she was having her Periods”? He asked. We all looked at him with blank faces and Vic asked. “What’s Periods sir? He looked at us, “You’ll learn about periods at a later date, meantime you boys will go without pocket money for the rest of term, and if any of you are in front of me again I will inform your parents and expel you, is that understood.” All three of us nodded he then dismissed us and we left his office. Only six months later did I learn what periods were as did the other two. Meanwhile for the rest of the term the three of us had reputations that many of the other boys would have given their right testicle for. I often wonder what Pauline Phillips thoughts were, on being screwed by Three boys in less than two minutes. Mind you she was good wank material for quite a few months till Valerie Caxton got her hands on me. Valerie One of the first girls I ever went steady with was Valerie Caxton. I’d been going out with Valerie for a couple of years from the age of thirteen, she used to live across the road from me. I, at that time lived with my aunt as my parents were overseas. My aunt, was a friend of the Caxtons that’s how I got to know her. Valerie, took a liking to me she fancied my long hair and tan. I was attending boarding school so only saw Valerie during the holidays. While I was at boarding school she used to write to me. I was one of the few boys who got letters from a girl-friend and I guess the youngest, which was a terrific status symbol, I used to feel ten feet tall but in reality was 4’ 11”. Anyway, we used to see each other when I came home on holidays, and go to the movies, and such, no sex was involved at that time only friendship. When I was nearing fifteen, we started having some heavy petting sessions, she would feel my dick by putting her hands in my pocket and I would finger her and play with her breasts. One day her parents were out, I was never the forceful type actually a bit shy, she dragged me up to her room, we started kissing and some heavy petting, when suddenly she said, “It’s about time we had sex.” I knew the basics about contraceptive’s and the like so I told her “I didn’t have any.” You wouldn’t believe it she pulled one out, (She must have been planning it) and from that day we started having sex on a regular basis. About three or four months later, when talking about sex with some of my friends at school Vic included, one of the older boys tells me. “The best method is to get her to lie across the bed with her arse right on the edge, then lift her legs up in the air and then do it, you’ll be able to get your balls in as well”. So, being naïve, and armed with this knowledge, when I went home for my summer holidays, I intended at the first opportunity to try it out. About a week later when her parents were out, we headed up to her bedroom. She dropped her knickers, I my pants, put on the rubber then told her to lie across the bed. She looked a bit surprised but did what I asked, then when she’d got to the edge of the bed, with a bit of a struggle I lifted her legs into the air. I lined myself up, and leaned over to enter her. Now comes the tricky part. Valerie’s bedroom floor is covered in Parkray tiles that are highly polished, and she had a bedside mat that I was standing on. So, as I leant over to enter her, the mat slipped from under my feet. I came crashing down, my face hitting her in the crutch. My erection went down so fast it was ridiculous, and she was killing herself laughing, which only added to my embarrassment, jeez! I could have died. But we did succeed the next time with the bedside mat, and my socks removed, didn’t get my balls in. Una This story about my adventures with the opposite sex was like a Shakespeare play, Loves Labour Lost. I had left school at 16 yrs and 6months without the knowledge of my parents, as they were still overseas and started work as an Apprentice Electrical Engineer. I had met a girl Una, just can’t remember her surname it might have been Daley but I’m not too sure. Anyway she happened to be a friend of Valerie’s so that was how I came to know her, picking up girls on my own at that age just about terrified me so I usually relied on friends. Una was a prick tease, she would let me play with her breasts, and finger her and she wanked me a few times, but would never let me put my dick up her crutch. This particular day I came home from work and she phoned me, (I’d left my aunt’s house and was living with a cousin who had his own house, and had rented a bed-sit to me.) I spoke to her and told her to come over to my room as we could have more privacy. She arrived about 6.30pm and after a brief hello, I started on her trying to get between her legs. After about an hour of really getting her worked up she conceded to letting me shag her. I was all excited then realised I didn’t have any rubbers, and that really annoyed me as she wouldn’t agree to doing it without one. So I started on her again, and by promising her that I would pull it out when I was going to discharge, got her to agree to open her legs again. This time I had my pants off in two seconds flat, she was on her back and I buried my dick inside her without any ceremony. I started pumping and having been worked up for so long, it wasn’t going to be long before I achieved an orgasm. Now at nearly 17 I think I weighed just over 8 stone about 120lbs. So being buried deep within her and nearing my orgasm, there was no way I was going to pull out. Una sensed this, and just as I was about to blast off, she had her hands on either side of my pelvis and she just lifted me up and threw me off her. Bloody hell, one minute I was deep inside her fucking like a madman, the next I was flipped off, her furiously fucking fresh air and my spunk flying all over the place. Boy was she mad at me, as some of my semen had gone on her clothes and for not pulling out like I said I would. For me it was terrible not having anything wrapped around my dick when I was cumming and ending up on the floor. Needless to say the next time I made sure that I had an ample supply of rubbers. So now you know why I call it Loves Labour Lost. In conclusion what I did learn about the opposite sex, was that they cannot handle the male organ as proficiently as another male. Females are competent, but men, from a very early age learn how to play with their ding-a-ling. So woman are a lot less experienced and not in the same class as a man. My adventures with the opposite sex came to an end, when I met a rather handsome boy during my Engineering apprenticeship. Who seduced me, and gave me the best hand job of my life. He’s kept up the good work ever since, and the best part no rubbers involved.
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    Dominic 1 & 2

    Many thanks for your positive responses to the story. Will endeavour to continue with it. Telling a story I'm not too bad at, but grammar, and punctuation, is not my forte.
  3. bilal

    Dominic 1 & 2

    Dominic. Part 1 Six weeks before the end of the summer term because he’d won a scholarship, he’d been taken out of his regular school and sent to a Public school for boys. So that he could be assessed and placed into classes that catered for his academic abilities. Now two weeks later he lay on his bed letting his imagination take him on a ride of make belief where all the scenes enacted were controlled by him and played out to his satisfaction. As he walked to school there ahead of him was Matthew Blake and his friends. They hadn’t seen him yet, till one of the boys turned to look around and noticed him. The boys ahead stopped having been alerted to the fact that he was behind them. He approached the group, this time there was going to be a different outcome to the scenario that normally took place when confronted by these boys on a daily basis. They had know idea of the changes that had taken place in him, and the super fighting powers that he now possessed, even Bruce Lee was not in his league. When he neared them they sneered at him and shouted the normal offensive remarks. He didn’t bother to even break his stride but just walked around them to continue on his way to school. The moment he felt the hand on his shoulder he turned, and in the next instant the boy responsible for trying to detain him was lying on the floor howling in pain. The other boys stood and stared in disbelief at what had just taken place. He didn’t say a word instead he looked at the boys as if they were bits of human excrement, turned on his heels and continued on his way to school. The boys helped their friend up and decided that if they all rushed his assailant at the same time they would be able to inflict the same pain that he’d meted out to their comrade. He heard the running feet nearing him and was not surprised, it was what he’d expected. The moment he knew that they were within striking distance he leapt into the air turning at the same time, and his feet striking out taking the two leading boys in mid-drift, landing lightly on his feet his arms shot out taking the other two boys out of the fight and then he was face to face with Matthew Blake. He stood still and gazed at the boy who was two years older than him, fourteen inches taller and most probably nearly twice his weight. “It’s just you and me now Blake he exclaimed, you ready to take your punishment.” “Do your worst Spencer you don’t scare me.” Matthew Blake said, as he advanced towards the smaller boy in a shuffling gait with both hands up and fists clenched. “I don’t intend to scare you Blake, just give you some of the treatment you and your cronies have been giving me.” “DOMINIC, if you don’t get out of bed now you’re going to be late for school.” “Okay mum I’m up, I’m up.” And Dominic Spencer his thoughts broken returned to the real world. He walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror at his reflection. There was this boy who had turned twelve a week ago, with a mop of brown wavy hair skinny as can be staring back at him. He tried flexing his muscles but was unable to notice any difference in the size of his arms when he did, nor for that matter any muscle. He went into the bathroom and stood on the scales 76lbs. “Umm one pound heavier than last week,” he thought, but if I had to go to the loo and have a dump it would be the same. He stood up against the doorpost put his hand on top of his head so that it lay flat on his head with the middle finger touching the doorpost, he then stepped away to look at where the finger rested, That’s still about four feet eight inches jeez! Man, this is so bad when is it going to increase by at least half an inch, he thought, then stripped to get into the shower. While in the shower his mind began to wander again, It would be brilliant if I could get super powers like being abducted by aliens and have my body changed then sent back to earth to put everything right. I would be able to fly or even be like Silver Surfer and have a board that you can’t fall off, that goes as fast as light and. His thoughts were shattered again by his mother’s voice, “DOMINIC, I’m not going to tell you again, hurry up.” “Alright mum, alright, I’m nearly finished,” he shouted back, annoyed that his thoughts of super powers had been broken. He was in the kitchen within the next few minutes stuffing some cereal down his throat kissing his mother and sister goodbye and rushing out of the house. After the bus ride as he walked the last couple of hundred yards to school he kept a constant lookout for any of the adversaries from his daydream. Then he came out from one of the side streets and his stomach churned as Matthew Blake, joined him on his walk to school. He bowed his head and tried to slow his pace so that he would fall behind. Turning his head the older boy beckoned with his hand, “Come on Spencer keep up I want to talk to you.” Quickening his pace he caught up again with the older boy. “What about Blake?” “You’re in our class and you’re two years younger so I suppose you’re one of those kids who has brains oozing out of his ears, but it’s a bit different from junior school isn’t it.” Dominic was silent and just kept pace with the fourteen-year old. “What’s with you Spencer can’t you answer.” “Yes, it’s different to junior school, and lot’s more bullies to make life miserable for some boys.” “I suppose you’re referring to me.” “Yes, to you and the others who you hang around with.” “Yeah, well a bit of name calling doesn’t hurt anyone, but the real reason I wanted to talk with you is that I want your help.” “My help,” Dominic burst out, “In what way can I help you?” “My dad went ballistic when he saw my last report, and if I don’t improve I’m going to lose a lot of my privileges. So, I was wondering if you could help me with some after school tuition to improve my grades.” “Yes, sure, whenever you want, just tell me the days and we can arrange the time.” Dominic tried to keep his voice sounding as normal as possible but inside he was shaking as he thought, Is this for real, or is it some kind of trap to get me alone so he and his friends can amuse themselves at my expense. “What about in the evenings say from 6 to 8pm I could come over to your house Spencer or, if you want we can meet at mine.” “No, not at my place there would be too much distraction there.” “Okay then we can meet at my place starting from this evening after school. My parents will be going out around 7pm for their weekly Friday evening social night so we’ll be left alone after that.” “Alright Blake, whatever you say, but I have no idea where you live.” Matthew Blake supplied an address then strode off leaving Dominic in his wake. Other than during the meal break when Harrison, did his usual of roughing him up a bit in the school grounds, and the normal snide remarks as to his manliness the day went quite well. For once Blake and his friends hadn’t accosted him but maybe this was due to the fact that Blake required his help and had called off his dogs of war. On his return from school he informed his mother that he was going out later that evening to Mathew Blake’s house. He went into his bedroom did his homework which for him was like adding two and two, then showered and changed. He spent time with his younger sister playing with her one of his favourite pastimes, then ate his evening meal said “Goodbye,” to his mother, and made his way to his evening appointment. Walking down the driveway of the Blake house, Dominic was impressed by its size and the surrounding grounds. Nervously he reached for and pressed the doorbell. He heard the sounds of the chimes then footsteps the door opened, and Blake was standing in front of him. “Come in Spencer.” He entered into the hallway and looked around. Ahead and to the right was a staircase that curved to the left as it wound its way to the next floor. He looked down and noticed the highly polished parquet flooring and was a bit reluctant to walk on them in his trainers. “Come on Spencer don’t just stand there,” and Blake gestured to him as he led the way into the Lounge. He followed then stood in shock at the size of the lounge, it was as big as their apartment or nearly. Again Blake gestured to him to be seated next to him on the settee patting the empty space with his hand. Timidly he approached looking all around as he sat next to Blake. “Spencer what the hell is wrong with you, you look like you’re in a dream.” “Uh, I umm, I’ve never been in a house as big or as grand as this before.” “Why, where do you live?” When Dominic told him the area that he lived in and stated that it was a council property, the older boy nodded his head and kept quiet. After a strained silence Dominic looked at Matthew Blake and asked, “Do you want me to leave?” “Bollocks, why would I want you to leave?” “I don’t know, you were so quiet after I told you where I lived that I thought you were embarrassed that you’d asked me to come here.” “I’m not bloody embarrassed, it’s just because you come to our school I didn’t think you would be from that area and in a council flat.” Dominic looked at the older boy lowering his head he said. “The only reason why I attend the same school as you is because I’m supposed to be above average intelligence for my age, and won a scholarship to the school.” “You don’t have to tell me about your brains, we all know about that, you’re two years younger and still way ahead of us. They should put you in with the sixth formers they’re more to your standard.” “I think they’re still assessing me Blake.” You don’t have to be so formal you can use my Christian name if you want.” “Sorry Blake, umm I mean Matthew, when they’ve assessed me then they’ll decide where to place me.” “I don’t suppose you’d want to stay in our class would you.” “I umm I don’t know.” “Oh, come off it Spencer.” “Why don’t you use my Christian name if I have to use yours?” “Oh okay Dominic, you’d be glad to get out of our class wouldn’t you.” “I’m not sure if another class would be any different. The only time I was happy was in my last school. I was with boys of my own age, we used to have great times together although classes used to be boring. Then I was moved to this present school, wish I hadn’t let on about my learning abilities.” Then looking up at the older boy, “So what did you want me to assist you in.” “Nothing.” “What, so why did you ask me to help you.” “Just to get to know and talk to you.” “But you’re always having a go at me at school and calling me all sorts of names.” “Yeah, I’m a bit of a shit aren’t I, but I was jealous of your brains and how a twelve-year-old could be so smart. To be really truthful my dad made me see what a lowlife I’d been when I discussed you with him.” “What did you discuss about me?” “Just how advanced you were in your studies and how we took the mickey out of you because of your size. He was really annoyed, that I for one could treat you in such a manner, and gave me a lecture on my insensibility. I promised him that I would rectify the matter and so here we are.” “Thanks, it has been bad but it should get better now, unless they decide to move me again.” “Don’t worry, I know a few of the sixth formers if they move you there. I’ll have a word with Williams, he’s one of the prefects and he’ll make sure that you don’t get any hassle.” While he talked he studied the small form sitting next to him and now realised that Dominic though small was actually very good looking, verging on beautiful. Was that another of the reasons that he’d made life so difficult for this small, shy, and sensitive boy, whom he was getting fonder of by the minute. “Oh thanks Matthew,” The voice broke Matthew’s train of thought as he thrilled to the sound of his name being spoken by the still unbroken voice of Dominic, he looked at the boy and felt that he would like to grab hold of him and crush him in his arms, instead he smiled and asked, “What would you like to do Dominic, now that you know you don’t have to tutor me.” “Anything you want.” We can play billiards or snooker, PS2 or pc games whichever you like.” “I don’t know how to play snooker or billiards never played it before.” “Well what about the play-station?” “Okay, I’ve played at my cousins at Christmas time.” “If you really want to play the play-station we will, but I’ve got a better idea.” “What?” “Let’s just sit and talk.” “Yeah I’d prefer that, I haven’t had a lot of practice on those games, actually I only played it the once then only for a couple of hours.” “So how does it feel to be with kids a lot older than you?” “I never thought that older boys could be so unkind, just because I happen to be younger and a lot smaller.” “I should be one of the first to be put in the firing line for making it tough for you, but if you want we could become friends, do you want too?” “You’re not having me on are you Blake, umm Matthew?” “No honest Dominic, I’m not, I even told my mates to quit with the name calling, and roughing you up during todays break periods.” “Thanks a lot, I could do with a break from all the hassle.” “So what’s it like being a brain box and having all the special treatment.” “It gets pretty intense at times, okay so I’m able to absorb and understand information better than most kids of my age, and older. But I also like to play like the other kids. That’s what the adults seem to forget. Because I’m so advanced in my studies, they don’t see me as a twelve year old, but someone much older. It really use to suck at times, until I reminded them of it, then they realize their error and let me out to play.” Their talk was interrupted by Matthew’s parents entering the room, he introduced Dominic to them and Mr Blake walked up to him took his hand and shaking it said, “I’m very pleased to meet you Dominic, and I’m glad to see that Matthew has started to make amends for his earlier behaviour.” “It’s nice to meet you Mr and Mrs Blake.” Turning to his son Mr Blake said, “We’ll be back by mid-night Matthew, try not to make too much of a mess and make sure you take Dominic home on time, I don’t want his parents worrying.” “Okay, bye dad, bye mum,” and the boys were left to themselves. “Do you want to have anything to eat or drink Dominic?” “No, I’m fine, I ate before coming over.” “Right let’s go up to my room so I can finish my homework I hadn’t quite finished when you arrived.” The two boys made their way up the winding staircase, Dominic looking around in awe at the sumptuous manner in which the house was decorated and furnished. Reaching the landing Matthew turned to his right, walked along to the door at the end of the passageway and entered followed by Dominic, who didn’t fully enter the room but stood in the doorway and stared. “Oh shit! Dominic not again, come on in and sit on the bed.” He walked over to the bed and sat down as Matthew had suggested. “Gosh, I wish my room was as quarter as big as this I’d be over the moon.” “What d’you mean as quarter as big, your room can’t be that small.” “You haven’t seen our council flat, our box room has been converted into a bedroom for me. I think the dimensions are Nine feet by seven, but at least I have it all to myself and I’m not disturbed when I’m studying.” Matthew looked at the younger boy, and his feelings of guilt upset him, as he thought of his and his friends earlier behaviour towards Dominic. He watched the boy as he sat on the bed and bounced up and down a couple of times testing the mattress. “Okay if you’re comfortable I’m going to finish off my homework which shouldn’t take too long, you won’t be bored will you? “Me no, I could sit here all day just looking around, you’ve got a brilliant room.” “Well look as much as you want.” Matthew said, and sat at his desk to do his homework. Dominic sat in silence looking around at all the paraphernalia that was in Matthew’s room, till eventually his eyes rested on the boy seated at the desk. He studied the older boy and thought, He’s quite nice now that he’d got to know him a bit better. Don’t suppose he’d want me, as a special friend, he’s heaps bigger and richer than me, at least he and his friends won’t be taking the mickey out of me anymore. Wish he was my best friend that would be brilliant, nah that can’t happen I’m too small and young for him to want me as a best friend. “What you thinking about?” “Uh! “You heard.” “Uh! Nothing, just looking around.” “Well at least you’re quiet, normally the other kids can’t stop asking questions and yapping while they’re here.” “Didn’t want to disturb you while you’re doing your homework.” Matthew pushed his books to one side saying, “Balls to the homework can do it later,” he sat at his desk looking at the boy seated on his bed whose feet didn’t touch the ground. A sudden impulse had him jump from his seat and run across towards the boy. Grabbing him round the waist with one arm he lifted and pushed Dominic backwards and pinned him to the bed. He lay with part of his body resting on top of younger boy looking down at him.” “Got you,” he exclaimed. “What, what are you going to do.” Dominic stammered nervously “I thought we were going to be friends you’re not going to beat me up are you?” “Well you thought wrong I’ve been longing to do this to you. Now you’re really going to get it.” He lowered his face to the boy’s and rubbed their noses together then laughed. Dominic angry at first for the fear instigated by Mathew then saw the funny side and laughed along with Matthew. “Do it again Matthew I liked that, it was nice.” Matthew stopped laughing and gazed down at the smiling boy, again he lowered his face to the younger boy’s but this time brought their lips together in a quick kiss. Dominic was startled but at the same time thrilled by the kiss, looking up at Matthew he enquired. “What was that for?” “I’m sorry about the kiss, couldn’t help it, I just felt like doing it.” “Oh, are you a homosexual?” “No, I don’t think so, I mean I’m not sure, I’ve never fancied any other boy before, just you, and then only when you came here and I had a chance to get to know and see you close up. I don’t know, I just got this urge inside of me to hug and kiss you. You’re not too put off by what I’ve said and did are you?” “No, I’m happy to know you like me, but I don’t really know much about this sort of thing only what I’ve read, and never given it much thought.” “Don’t you think about sex, and all that sort of stuff?” “Not really, should I?” “Don’t you umm you know play with yourself and such?” “By play with myself do you mean masturbation?” “Yes.” “No, I’ve never done it, never thought about it should I have?” “Don’t you get erections?” “Of course I do, and when I fondle my dick it feels nice but that’s all.” “Haven’t you ever rubbed it till you get a really nice feeling in your dick like as if you’re in heaven?” “No.” “Not so smart after all, I was doing it at least three times a day at your age.” “What’s so smart about masturbation?” “You’ll find out when you do it for the first time.” “Will you teach me?” “Umm I umm I it’s nearly time for you to go home, come on I’ll walk you back.” “You didn’t answer my question.” “Look, all you have to do is hold your dick in your hand and rub it up and down till you get a tingling in your balls, then you get this really good feeling like no other, it’s absolutely indescribable.” “Well if you’re not going to show me, I may as well go home.” Dominic if I was to show you how to do it. You and I might feel bad about it later.” “What do you mean bad?” Well you’re younger than I am, and I might feel that I’m taking advantage of you because of your age and inexperience, and you might feel embarrassed about letting me do it to you. Just let’s leave it for tonight.” The boy sighed reluctantly, “Oh okay if you say so.” “I’m sorry Dominic, I promised my dad that I’d get you home on time and it’s already gone past eight. I promise I’ll show you tomorrow when you come over. Now come on I’ll walk you home.” “You promise, you double promise.” “I promise, I promise, now move it will you, otherwise your parents are going to have a go at me.” “I don’t have parents only the one, my mum.” “What happened to your dad?” “No idea my mum never talks about him, in any case she isn’t married.” “Oh well never mind, let’s get you home before your mum has a go at me.” They left the house and walked chatting like boys normally do, the older at times wrapping an arm around the smaller boy protectively till they arrived at the block of flats where Dominic lived. “You coming in for a while Matthew?” “If it wasn’t so late I would but I’d better get home, what time are you coming around tomorrow?” “Can’t be too sure, have to help my mum with the groceries so say about 1pm.” “Okay give me a call before you leave.” “Umm I can’t, we don’t have a phone, only a mobile that my mother keeps.” “No problem, just come over when you can, and I’ll see you tomorrow.” Matthew turned to leave. “You’ve forgotten something Matthew.” He turned back confronting Dominic, “What? “Dominic laughing said, “Aren’t you supposed to kiss your date goodnight,” and turned to run into the flats. Matthew smiled and grabbed the boy before he could enter through the doors to the flats. He spun him around and quickly pecked him on the lips then turned and ran off. Dominic stood staring after Matthew till he was out of sight. With Matthew gone he suddenly felt a little sad and realised that he missed his presence. He turned and entered the door and climbed the stairs to their first floor flat. Inside he greeted his mother then played with his younger sister before she went to bed. With not a lot to interest him on the TV he went to his room to read but could not concentrate on his book. Thoughts of what had happened earlier kept invading his mind. He put his book down and started fondling his loins till he was erect. Sliding his hand under the elastic waistband of his tracksuit bottoms he started to rub his penis in the way that Matthew had told him. He was starting to experience some quite intense feelings in his loins when his mother’s voice interrupted the administrations to his penis. With the fear that his mother might walk into the room and catch him in the act of masturbation his penis quickly deflated. He got up from his bed and made his way to see what it was his mother required of him, knowing that he could continue his experiment later. As he walked home Matthew’s thoughts were in overdrive about his actions and what had driven him to do what he had. He’d kissed the boy twice but also in the open, luckily there had been no one to see it happen, but all the same that was a totally stupid thing to do. Still feeling the other boy’s lips on his had given him an instant erection, and right now thinking about it he’d have to go and get some instant relief, otherwise he was liable to make some rather nasty stains on his bed sheets tonight. He waited impatiently looking out of the front room window towards the entrance to the drive waiting to see that small slim form, with a mass of brown wavy hair atop his head flopping down around his ears walk into view. The red lips that looked like they’d been sucking a strawberry lolly, which he’d kissed twice. His face, that made him want to crush the boy to his breast and have him remain like that forever. His thoughts now centred on the fact the boy had still not arrived, His thoughts were in overdrive. Where the fuck is he, he said he’d be here by one o’clock and it’s nearly two now, if he isn’t here in the next five minutes I’m fucking off to Brian’s house. 2pm came and the boy hadn’t arrived, alright another five minutes and I’m definitely going he can go to hell. Ten past two and still no Dominic. “What the hell could have happened to him, and he hasn’t even got a bloody phone so that I can call him, he’s a right little shit I’m going to, and Matthew’s face broke into a huge grin, God here he his. He headed to the front door flinging it open and ran down the driveway meeting Dominic half way, then grabbing him lifting him into his arms swinging him around and asking, “Where the bloody hell have you been, I’ve been waiting effing yonks for you.” “My mum was messing around in the shopping mall, she took ages to finish the shopping.” Not letting go of the Dominic he carried him into the house then set him on his feet. “Come on lets go to my room, oops do you want something to eat or drink first.” “I’ll have a cold drink please, its thirsty work walking here in the heat.” “Okay, you carry on to my room and I’ll bring it up.” Dominic made his way to Matthew’s room and sat on the bed waiting for him to appear. Shortly Matthew arrived carrying a tray containing a tumbler and a can of Pepsi and set it on his desk. He opened the can and poured it into the tumbler filling it to the brim. Then walking over to Dominic, he handed it to him. “Here you are, that should quench your thirst.” Taking the glass Dominic expressed his thanks then proceeded to drain it. As he stood up to go and put the glass back on the tray, Matthew smiling took the glass from him to take it back to the desk. “You must have been thirsty, do you want another one.” “No (and in the middle of his sentence he burped) thanks, oops sorry.” Matthew couldn’t help himself he replaced the glass went over to the boy hugged him lifted him onto the bed and pinned him down with his body. With Matthew squeezing and shaking his body Dominic burped and apologised again. “This will stop you burping,” and Matthew brought their lips together. He was in heaven tasting the younger boy’s lips which had a sweetness to them from the Pepsi he’d just finished drinking. He broke the kiss then looked down at the boy’s face, the mouth was slightly open, and he could see the two front teeth with a very slight gap between them that looked so large compared to the other teeth, it made him look really cute. Dominic with a questioning look on his face and his eyes searching Mathew’s asked, “Do you like kissing me.” “Yes,” Matthew responded, “I don’t know why, but every time I see you I want to do it. I must be going crazy, I’ve never felt like this about anyone before. I’m sorry I won’t do it again.” “It’s okay I don’t mind, but I was just wondering why you do it.” “I told you last night why I kissed you, if I tell you how I really feel you might think I’m weird.” “And kissing another boy is considered the norm I presume.” “Because you’re more intelligently advanced than most boys, do you have to talk in that superior manner, you’re not a teacher talking to one of his pupils.” “Sorry Matthew, I really didn’t mean to sound pompous, will you please tell me I really want to know?” Matthew released his hold on Dominic and sat up on the edge of the bed. With his feet on the ground he hung his head trying to compose his thoughts on how best to express his feelings to Dominic. He felt a hand come around the back of his head then rest on his cheek and force his head to turn and look into the face that was consuming his thoughts. Dominic kneeling on the bed to get his face level with Matthew’s looked into his eyes said, “Come on Matthew tell me.” He smiled at the younger boy, “Okay brains seems like you’re a bit backward in the human emotions field, though I suppose you are still quite young. Mind you I’m only a couple of years older myself but I have had a bit more experience than you. Anyway, here goes. I think, no I know I’m getting extremely fond of you Dominic, I’ve dated girls and even had a couple of them wank me, but I’ve never felt anything like this before. I’ve not done anything sexual with you except kiss you, and yet, I feel being in your company is all I need. With the girls I only went with them to get them to play with my dick and feel their tits and finger them, but there was nothing like this feeling like I’m having now.” Gazing into the younger boy’s eyes he asked, “Do you have any romantic feelings towards me Dominic, you can speak the truth I won’t hold it against you if you don’t?” “I don’t know Matthew,” Dominic responded nervously, “I feel nice being with you and even when you kiss me, but I’m not too sure about the wanking thing.” Matthew’s laughter burst forth, after controlling his laughter he said, “That’s put very delicately isn’t it, you’re not too sure about the wanking thing. Dominic, I just told you, being near you and kissing you is enough. I don’t.” And Matthew’s voice was interrupted by Dominic, “But I tried it last night like you told me. The first time my mum interrupted me, and by the time I got to bed and started doing it again I was so tired I fell asleep. Now today, I’ve not had a chance to do it. So, I’m still not sure about what it’s like to have a wank and how it makes you feel towards someone. Can’t you show me then I’ll know if I want to or not?” “Oh shit! Dominic, you don’t want to do it now do you?” “Bloody hell Matthew, are you dumb, how many more times do I have to say it. Yes.” Matthew rose from the bed saying, “Just let me go and shut the door in case one of my parents decides to come in.” He returned to the bed, “Okay lie on the bed but first lower your tracksuit bottoms and briefs to under your dick.” Dominic did as he was instructed while Matthew sat beside him. He looked down at the slim inch and a half uncircumcised flaccid penis. He put his hand under the boy’s scrotum feeling the marble sized balls and gently fondled them. Dominic’s penis sprang to life and was rock hard instantly. Matthew continued to play with the ball sac then moved his hand to grasp the three-inch erection and started to stroke it. Dominic was in heaven while Matthew played with his loins, he was having the most marvellous sensations coursing through his body. As Matthew continued to stroke his dick he started to feel something building inside of him in the lower regions. Suddenly instinct took over and he started to buck his hips into the hand that was giving him so much pleasure. Matthew sensed the boy was nearing his orgasm so started stroking even faster, then suddenly the boy’s body convulsed his hips bucked and he gave out a long drawn out moan as his orgasm took control, he continued to thrust his dick into Matthew’s hand till his orgasm subsided, he closed his eyes and lay still. Regaining his composure, he felt a pair of lips press against his and opened his eyes to see Matthew looking at him. “Dominic, are you all right?” “Dominic smiled never better, now I know why you did it at least three times a day, that was as you said indescribable.” “Matthew.” “What?” “Can we do it again?” “Bloody hell you’ve only just finished.” “Well let me do you first then you can do me again.” “Dominic, is that all you want me for, to have wanks?” “I umm I ‘m sorry, it sounded bad didn’t it, but I did like it an awful lot. “If you’re annoyed about it I’ll leave if you want me to.” Matthew thinking the boy only wanted to get his rocks off replied “That’s up to you if you want to leave by all means go.” The younger boy responded. “I asked you if you wanted me to leave and you turn around and say, if I want to. If you can’t make the decision then I’ll make it for the both of us.” Dominic stood up adjusted his clothing and started to walk out of the room. Matthew trying to retrieve the situation called out, “Are you coming back tomorrow?” “Dominic stopped, turned and looked at the boy sitting on the bed. “No point is there, if you think the only reason I come around here is for a wank.” Matthew sprang from the bed walked over to the younger boy grabbed him by the shirt; “If you leave I’ll beat the shit out of you.” “What? “You heard, do you think I’m going to let you go just like that.” He grabbed Dominic who was struggling and lifted him into his arms then carried him to the bed and flopped onto it in a heap. With his arms and legs enveloping the younger boy, he clung to Dominic who had become still as they lay together. The younger boy lifted his head laid it on Matthew’s shoulder then worming his arms free wrapped them around Matthew and squeezed. Matthew smiled he was happy again this is what he wanted just the two of them in each other’s arms. Gently grabbing a fistful of hair on Dominic’s head he brought it around so that he could bring their lips together. The kiss seemed to light a spark between them that Matthew could not resist any longer, he forced his tongue into Dominic’s mouth seeking and finding its partner and proceeded to caress it with his own. “Dominic gasped and broke the kiss, “Oh gosh! I’ve heard about French kissing but never thought that it would be so incredible.” “Matthew laughed again, “That’s something else you’ve learnt, now who’s tutoring who?” Dominic giggled “They say I’m very quick at learning so let me put into practice what I’ve learnt,” as he brought their lips together then lowered his hand to fondle Matthew’s erection. Matthew broke the kiss “No Dominic not yet, let’s just lie here for a bit I like having you in my arms.” “But your hard as rock Matthew.” “So.” “So, let me do something about it.” “The older boy smiled and pecked Dominic on the lips. “Okay but I don’t think I’m going to last very long, so you had better stop fondling me for the time being, stop Dominic stop, Oh God stop or I’m going to do it in my trousers let me take them down first.” Dominic ignored Matthew’s requests to stop and continued to stroke his cock through his clothing, suddenly Mathew stiffened, his hips started jerking uncontrollably as he erupted inside his underwear. As he recovered from Dominic’s administrations Matthew looked at the younger boy, “Oh God that was wonderful but you made me make one helluva mess in my clothes, I’m going to have to go and clean up.” “Can I see it Matthew?” “Alright,” and he lowered his trousers and briefs. “Yike’s the semen looks awful, something like phlegm. “Yeah well you’ll be shooting the same when you’re older, now I’d better clean it up.” “No I’ll do it seeing that I was the cause of it.” Dominic rolled over to the side of the bed and reached the bedside table removed some tissues from the box and started to clean Matthew’s discharge. As he cleaned the now flaccid penis his movements caused it to grow to a semi state of arousal.” “Huh seems like someone’s getting all excited again.” “Yeah, well what do you expect when someone is stroking it instead of cleaning it?” “That’s it I’ve had enough of cleaning,” and Dominic put the tissues aside slipped his tracksuit bottoms and briefs down to his ankles then lay with his rampant member on top of Matthews exposed loins. The older boy wrapped his arms around the diminutive form and squeezed him into his body, as their hips gyrated eager to experience again the pleasures of a few moments ago. Matthew and Dominic, recovering from their second orgasms lay contentedly in each other’s arms enjoying the closeness of their bodies, and wishing that this moment in time would never end. Part 2 The boys spent every moment of their spare time that they could together, the hardest times were at school, when they had to keep their distance and only snatch brief glances at each other. There was of course the occasional brushing against one another when walking in the corridors, or the touching of hands when the opportunity presented itself, but other than that they promoted a picture of indifference towards one another. Two weeks after their first encounter and at the beginning of the third week Dominic was seated at his desk in the maths class. Mr Jenkins walked in looked at Dominic and called him to the front of the class. Matthew watched as Mr Jenkins spoke to Dominic. When he’d finished talking the young boy returned to his desk. Giving Matthew a quick glance and a shrug of the shoulders, he picked up his belongings and strode to the door. Before leaving he turned again and gazed forlornly at Matthew, and from where he sat, Matthew, could see the boy was on the verge of tears. He himself had a lump in his throat as he realised that this was the end of Dominic’s presence in their classroom. Dominic with the instructions given to him made his way to the sixth form. Reaching the class, he tentatively knocked on the door and waited to be given permission to enter. A voice barked, “Enter,” and Dominic did so looking nervously at the teacher. “Ah ha Spencer,” boomed Mr. Perkins, “We’ve been expecting you, find yourself a seat and we can continue with the lesson. Dominic looked around and saw a vacant chair and desk next to a rather large good-looking black-haired boy, whom he knew to be Williams as Matthew had pointed him out in the school grounds. He took his seat glancing at Williams who gave him a smile that put him at ease. So, Dominic settled down to begin his studies in the sixth form. The senior year where boys who passed their “A” level exams with the required grades went on to university. The morning period went by quickly and Dominic was quite at ease, he’d shared the first break talking with Williams, and were now on first name terms with each other. Frank had even bought him a Pepsi, which he guzzled down with relish. One of the privileges of being a sixth former meant that they broke early for lunch before the rest of the school, so they could get their food without having to partake in the stampede that normally took place. It also meant that he had to wait for Matthew to make an appearance. Because of his mother’s financial position Dominic got free meals, but Matthew didn’t bother with school food, he normally went outside the school grounds and bought what he required from the various fast food outlets. Dominic his meal finished sat waiting patiently till eventually Matthew appeared. He stood in the doorway of the cafeteria looking at Dominic, then with a flick of his head indicated for Dominic to follow him. Outside he turned and walked away from the cafeteria with Dominic following at a discreet distance, till Matthew went down a side alley some distance from the school. As soon as Dominic was within arm’s reach Matthew pulled him into his arms and hugged him. “God, it’s been terrible not seeing you in the classroom, how are you?” “Not bad, actually pretty good and Williams has been really nice to me.” “I’m glad to hear it, are you coming over after school this evening.” “No, I can’t, I’ve already been landed with heaps of homework, and I don’t know what’s going to be dished out in the afternoon classes.” “So, I won’t see you after school then.” “Matthew, I’ve already told you why not, you know I’d rather be with you then doing homework.” “Alright, we had better get back to the school otherwise you’re going to be late for your first period.” They returned to the school, and once inside the grounds went their separate ways. At 3.30pm Dominic was walking through the school gates with all the various text books he’d acquired over the course of the day and finding the weight a little too much, he was about to rest them on the wall to ease his aching arms when a voice enquired, “D’you want a hand with them?” Turning he saw Frank Williams standing there with a grin on his face, “Yeah they weigh a ton, not sure if all these text books are really necessary but I was given them all the same.” “Well give me half of them and we can carry them over to my car, then I’ll drive you home.” “You’ve got a car?” “Yes, why not, I’m over seventeen and got my license two months ago, now I drive to school instead of having my dad drop me off.” “Oh, okay let’s go, and thanks a lot.” While Frank drove they chatted till he suddenly said, D’you want to come over to my place later this evening.” “No, I’ve got all this homework to do and by the time I’ve finished it’ll be too late.” “That’s okay, we can do our homework together.” “You sure it won’t be too much trouble.” “No, I tell you what I’ll come and pick you up at about 5.30pm How’s that?” “Great, I’ll be ready for you.” The boys continued their talk till they reached Dominic’s address. Frank helped Dominic with his books to the entrance to the flats then said, “Don’t forget five thirty.” “I won’t, and thanks for the lift and help with the books,” and he made his way into the flats to his apartment. Later that evening around 6pm the doorbell rang and Mrs Spencer opened the door to see Matthew standing there “Matthew, I’m sorry Dominic’s not at home,” Mrs Spencer said, “He went to one of his classmate’s house, but you’re welcome to come in and wait if you want.” “Oh, no thanks Mrs Spencer I’d best be off, see you again sometime.” “Do you want me to give any message to Dominic?” she asked before Matthew could leave. “No, its okay really, see you,” and he left. His stomach churning over with anxiety and thinking that Dominic had lied to him about not being able to come out this evening. He thought, If I hadn’t decided to come over and surprise him I would never have known that he’d gone out. His thoughts were now running riot as he wondered, who was the person Dominic had gone to see, and was he more important to Dominic than himself. Obviously, he preferred to be with the other person,” he summarised, otherwise he wouldn’t have gone out. He walked home struggling with his emotions as his thoughts heaped more misery on his shoulders. Inside the house he went to his room and lay on the bed trying to sort out what was happening to him and where his emotions were leading him. Matthew though only fourteen, was physically very mature he was 5ft 10ins tall and well proportioned. He’d never considered himself anything else but heterosexual, but since meeting Dominic, those beliefs had been put into question. After an hour of thought he’d made up his mind and acted on it, he rose from the bed and made his way to the lounge to confront his father. Seeing his parents watching television Matthew strode over to where his father was seated. Big as he was he squeezed himself by his father’s side saying, “Dad I need to talk to you.” “In here or in my study.” “Over here will do. I umm I want to skip the remainder of the school term, and go to stay with uncle Robert in Kendal, there’s only nine more days to the end of term.” “What’s the problem Matthew, maybe I can help?” “No dad. I need to sit down and have a think about certain events that have taken place these last couple of weeks, and if it’s really what I want to happen. “So, why can’t you do it here?” “That’s one of the problems dad, the distraction is too close at hand.” “I see, if I agreed to your request when would you want to leave for Kendal?” “Tomorrow, you can make excuses for my absence to the school. They’ll accept anything you say, you being one of the board members. You’re going to Scotland tomorrow for your Companies annual golf tournament. I could accompany you, and you can drop me off at Uncle Robert’s place, then continue on your journey.” “I suppose I could do that. But is it really that important and do you have to leave so soon?” “Yes dad, it’s that important.” “Okay, then you had better get upstairs and pack, and I’ll give your Uncle Robert a call to tell him you’ll be staying with him, umm how long do you intend staying Matthew?” “Not sure dad, as soon as I’ve sorted out the problem. I’ll let uncle know and he can bring me back home,” and Matthew dashed out of the room to pack his bags, while his father phoned his elder brother advising him that his nephew would be staying with him for a few days. While Matthew was making his plans, Dominic was seated at a table in Frank’s bedroom finishing off his homework. Franks house was not as big or impressive as Matthews but all the same it was a lot better than his council flat. When they’d finished their homework, Frank asked the younger boy if he wanted anything to eat or drink. Dominic politely declined the offer then asked, “Are you very friendly with Matthew?” “Do you mean Blake?” “Yes.” “Why do you ask?” “Just wanted to know, because he spoke about you.” “Well not really, my dad happens to work for his father. I’ve been over to their house a couple of times on social occasions, but that’s about all. Mind you Matthew is really nice very polite, and doesn’t flaunt his father’s wealth.” “Yeah, I know what you mean, I didn’t realize how rich they were till I went there.” “You’ve been to his house.” Realising his mistake Dominic quickly tried to recover the situation by saying, “Oh yes, he wanted me to help him in some studies after class.” “You don’t have to try and cover up Dominic, if there is one thing that I know about Matthew, is he wouldn’t want any tutoring in his studies. He happens to be one of the cleverer boys in his class. I know from seeing him win awards at end of year prize giving ceremonies.” “Well we just got friendly when I was in his class.” “Do the two of you wank?” “What?” “Come on Dominic don’t act stupid, when you talked about Matthew you seemed like you were in a different world, and by the look on your face the answer is yes.” “I’ve got to get home.” ”Don’t be like that Dominic, I’m not going to think badly of you. Actually, I wouldn’t mind if we gave each other a bit of release.” “I’m I umm.” “Don’t ooh and ahh Dominic, I got a hard on just talking about it, have a feel.” Frank walked over to the boy took his hand and placed it on his erection. Dominic couldn’t resist, he started to fondle the older boy’s erection which brought moans of pleasure from Frank’s lips. “Stop a minute Dominic,” and he pulled away from the boy, he went to the door locked it then returned to the bed to where Dominic was waiting. “Take your trousers down,” Frank told the boy as he walked towards him, at the same time removing his own clothing. Dominic who had lowered his clothing stood by the bed watched as Frank exposed his erection for the first time. It was bigger and thicker than Matthew’s. Frank lay on the bed Dominic sat beside him and eagerly wrapped his hand around it feeling the hardness and girth of the biggest penis he’d ever seen. While he stroked Frank’s cock the same was being done to him by the older boy. He could feel the pleasure mounting in his loins and looked at Frank’s face to see him lying with his eyes closed moaning as he neared orgasm. Dominic was the first to reach his dry climax, at the same time Frank wrapped his hand around the hand that was on his cock, and started to increase the speed. Suddenly he stiffened and moaned, “I’m going to cum.” then thrust his hips upwards. His semen shot out to land just about midway up his body, then start to dribble over their hands. They remained motionless on the bed recovering from their exertions, “God I needed that. It’s been bloody ages since I’ve had other than my own hand on my cock,” Frank announced. Later as they both dressed Frank turned to Dominic and said, “Please don’t say anything about this to anyone, otherwise I could be in big trouble.” “I’m not stupid Frank, I know what the law is, and you didn’t force me into doing it, so you don’t have to worry.” “Thanks Dominic, that felt really nice, we could always do it again if you want to.” “I don’t think so Frank, it was okay but I think once is enough.” “What’s the problem, I’m not going to ask you to do anything else, only wank me and I’ll do the same for you.” “No, I don’t want to Frank, isn’t that a good enough reason.” Frank looked at the slender young boy whose eyes were watery on the verge of tears, “I understand Dominic, I can see the reason why, its Matthew isn’t it?” “No, it isn’t it’s just that I umm,” and the tears burst forth as he felt the guilt of his betrayal of Matthew. “Frank put an arm around the slender young shoulders of the younger boy, “Dominic come on stop your crying, you haven’t done anything wrong, it was all my fault. I was the one who took advantage of you, and led you into what took place. Now go and wash your face then I’ll take you home.” With feelings of regret at what had happened he made his way to the bathroom sniffing he thought, Please God, don’t let Matthew find out what I did. Next day Dominic was up early and standing outside the school gates waiting for Matthew to arrive. He waited until it was time for assembly and still no Matthew, glumly he turned and made his way to classes. All day at every chance he had he looked for Matthew, until he ran Brian during the meal break, and asked him if he had seen Mathew. “No, he hasn’t come to school today, must be down with a cold or something, he’ll most probably be back tomorrow.” Dominic moped around the rest of the day, not taking a lot of interest in his lessons till the bell went for end of school. For once he dashed out of the classroom and headed for home as fast as he could. Arriving home he yelled to his mum that he was going over to Matthew’s house as he dashed to his room to get changed. He was stopped in his tracks when she reminded him that they were going over to visit her mother. “Oh mum, can’t we go tomorrow I have to go and see Matthew.” No, we can’t, you know your grandmother would have cooked for all of us, now go and get changed, and no arguments.” Bloody Hell! He thought as he went to his room. Everything is going bloody wrong, what else can happen, now I’ll have to wait till tomorrow to see him. Next morning Dominic was once again at the school gates early and like the day before no Matthew. This time at the earliest opportunity he spoke to one of Matthew’s friends to ask about him, and was given the same information as yesterday, that he was sick. This time after school he asked Frank if he would drop him off at Matthew’s house. When they arrived Frank asked, “Do you want me to wait, I can take you home afterwards.” “No thanks Frank, I’m not sure how long I’ll be staying.” Frank drove off and Dominic made his way up the drive to the front door. He rang the bell and Matthew’s mother opened the door. “Afternoon Mrs Blake, can I see Matthew.” “I’m sorry Dominic, didn’t you know, he’s gone to the Lake District, Kendal, to be exact.” “Oh no I didn’t, when did he go.” “Yesterday, do you want to come in?” “Uh no I’d better get home, I’ll see you later Mrs Blake. He left feeling confused and wondering, why Matthew would go away without informing him, and what was the reason for his leaving. It couldn’t be about anything that he had done, he thought. Matthew couldn’t know about what had taken place with Frank because he had left the next day. As he made his way home he anxiously wracked his mind as to what could have made Matthew leave so suddenly. When he reached home his mother confronted him as to why he was late arriving. “I went over to see Matthew, he hasn’t been to school for the last two days. It was a waste of time though he wasn’t there, he’s gone to the Lake District. He didn’t even bother to tell me he was going.” “Oh, maybe that’s why he came over on Monday evening when you had gone out. To tell you he was leaving but as you weren’t here he didn’t bother.” “What, why didn’t you tell me that Matthew came over?” Because I asked him if he wanted to leave a message and he said no. He was surprised that you weren’t in, and just said goodbye and left.” Dominic’s mind flashed back to Monday when he’d told Matthew, he couldn’t see him after school because of the amount of homework he had. Then that same evening he’d gone to Frank’s house. As he made his way to his room the realisation struck him. That Matthew must have thought that he’d lied on purpose, just so he could go out with someone else. He lay on his bed and thoughts of him and Matthew’s days together flooded his mind. Then he realised, that if Matthew didn’t come back before the end of term it would be about two months before he saw him again. He jumped up from the bed ran to his mother. “Mum can I go to Matthew’s house I need to talk to his parents.” “Dominic you’ve just come from there, they might not want you disturbing them again.” “Muuummm please, I promise I won’t annoy them pleeeeease.” “Okay but don’t be long, be back before 8pm.” A quick kiss on his mother’s cheek and he was gone, taking the stairs two at a time he was soon out and running along the road towards Matthew’s house. Again, he rang the front doorbell, but this time it was Mr Blake who answered the door. “Hello Dominic, come in.” “Thank you, Mr Blake, can I speak to you for a moment.” “Yes, what was it you wanted to discuss.” “Not discuss Mr Blake, just wanted to know if you can give me the telephone number at the place that Matthew has gone to stay.” “Alright Dominic,” and he gave Dominic the phone number that he’d requested. “Do you wish to speak to Matthew now? I was just about to phone him.” “Oh yes please Mr Blake.” “Okay come into the lounge,” and Dominic did what was requested of him. He stood by Mr Blake as he dialled the number and anxiously waited for his turn on the phone. Mr Blake spoke with his elder brother first, who’d told him that Matthew had been moping around the house all day and didn’t seem to be taking an interest in anything, he asked him to hang on as he handed the phone to Matthew. “Hi dad.” “Hello son, I hear you’ve not been up to your old tricks like you normally get up to when in Kendal.” “I’m okay dad honest, I am just having a think about something.” “Alright but try and get your thoughts sorted out as quickly as possible, we want you back home soon son.” “I promise dad, I’ll talk to you again soon.” “Matthew before you go, there’s someone here who wants to talk to you.” “Who dad?” Mr Blake handed the phone over to Dominic. “Matthew.” “He was stunned to hear that soft unbroken voice call his name.” Not getting an answer Dominic spoke again, “Matthew are you there.” “Yes Dominic, I was just surprised for a minute when I heard your voice.” “Matthew will you please come home, I miss you so much please Matthew, please.” “Oh God Dominic, I ran away because of you. I just couldn’t believe how I felt when I went to your house and you weren’t in. The feelings I had were very worrying, I was angry, and sad, and everything all sort of jumbled up together. So, I decided to come here and sort of think it out. “You’ve had two days Matthew, you must have come to some sort of decision by now.” “I have Dominic, but I’m not sure how you’ll react to it. I won’t come back till the school term has ended.” “That’s not fair, what about me, you’ve buggered off without saying a word, and left me wondering what had happened. Didn’t you even think of telling me what you were going to do, or were you just thinking of yourself and to hell with me.” There was silence at the other end. “Matthew say something.” Matthew was astounded at the anger in Dominic’s voice, and the accusations thrown at him, which were partially true, and for the moment he was startled and left speechless. “Matthew if you don’t say something I’ll put the phone down.” “Dominic, I love you.” T.B.C
  4. Stanley died in a fire and his body was burned pretty badly. The morgue needed someone to identify the body, so they sent for his two best deer hunting friends, Cooter and Gomer. The three men had always hunted and fished together and were long time members of a hunting camp. Cooter arrived first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet, Cooter said, Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad. You better roll him over. The mortician rolled him over and Cooter said, Nope, ain't Stanley The mortician thought this was rather strange, So he brought Gomer in to confirm the identity of the body. Gomer looked at the body and said, Yup, he's pretty well burnt up. Roll him over. The mortician rolled him over and Gomer said, No, it ain't Stanley The mortician asked, How can you tell? Gomer said, Well, Stanley had two assholes. "What! He had two assholes? asked the mortician. Yup, we never seen 'em, but everybody used to say, "There's Stanley with them two assholes. Cooter and Gomer are both now employed in the FBI investigating Trump.
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    Don't Judge Others

    HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD!, WELL...YOU'LL LOVE THIS ONE. MY NAME IS ALICE SMITH AND I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW DENTIST. I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME. SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 50+ YEARS AGO. COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN? UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT. THIS BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE. AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK HIGH SCHOOL. "YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG," HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE. "WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED. HE ANSWERED, "IN 1957. WHY DO YOU ASK?" "YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!" I EXCLAIMED. HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY. THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, BALD, WRINKLED, FAT ASS, GRAY-HAIRED, DECREPIT SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED ME, ........... "WHAT DID YOU TEACH?" .
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    TALK'S CHEAP

    Been there, done that, so know exactly what he's talking about
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    Irish Prostitute

    THE IRISH An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return, her Father cursed her heavily. 'Where have ye been all this time, child? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn't ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother through?' The girl, crying, replied, Dad... I became a prostitute.' 'Ye what!? Get out a here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this Catholic family.' 'OK, Dad... as ye wish. I only came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten-bedroom mansion, plus a 5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a membership to the country club ... (takes a breath) ... and an invitation for ye all to spend New Year's Eve on board my new yacht in The Riviera.' 'What was it ye said ye had become?' says Dad. Girl, crying again, 'A prostitute, Daddy!.' 'Oh! My Goodness! Ye scared me half to death girl, I thought ye said a Protestant! Come here and give yer old Dad a hug!!! 'Oh! My Goodness! Ye scared me half to death girl, I thought ye said a Protestant! Come here and give yer old Dad a hug!!!
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    Jewish cab driver

    A clearly inebriated woman, stark naked, jumped into a taxi in New York City and lay on the back seat. The cab driver, an old Jewish gentleman, opened his eyes wide and stared at the woman. He made no attempt to start the cab. The woman glared back at him and said, "What's wrong with you, honey? Haven't you ever seen a naked woman before?" The old Jewish driver answered, "Let me tell you sumsing, lady. I vasn't staring at you like you tink; det vould not be proper. The drunk woman giggled and responded, "Well, if you're not staring at my boobs or my butt, sweetie, what are you doing then?" He paused a moment, then told her..."Vell, M'am, I am looking and I am looking, and I am tinking to myself, vair in da hell is dis lady keeping de money to pay for dis ride?" Now, that's a businessman!
  9. bilal

    Time for some size jokes

    thanks for a good giggle
  10. bilal

    Elderly Couple

    Elderly couple in church celebrating their 50th Wedding Anniversary. In the middle of the service the woman takes out a pen and paper from her bag and writes. Just did a silent fart what should I do. The man writes back, Buy a new battery for your hearing aid
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    The Black Bra

    I had lunch with 2 of my unmarried friends. One is engaged, one is a mistress; and I have been married for 20+ years. We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze our men by greeting them at the door wearing a black bra, stiletto heels, and a mask over our eyes. We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes. . . Here's how it all went. My engaged friend: The other night when my boyfriend came over, he found me in a black leather bodice, tall stilettoes and a mask. When he saw me he said, 'You are the woman of my dreams. I love you.' Then we made passionate love all night long. The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing a raincoat. Under it only the black bra, heels and the mask over my eyes. When I opened the raincoat he didn't say a word, but he started to tremble and we had wild sex all night. Then I had to share my story: When my husband came home I was wearing the black bra, black stockings, stilettos, and a mask over my eyes. When he came in the door and saw me he said, you’re going to love this . . . . .. * * * * * * * "What's for dinner, Zorro?"
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    Italian Confessional

    Italian Confessional An elderly Italian man who lived on the outskirts of Rimini, Italy, went to the local church for confession in 1960. When the priest slid open the panel in the confessional, the man said: "Father, during World War II, a beautiful Jewish woman from our neighborhood knocked urgently on my door and asked me to hide her from the Nazis. So I hid her in my attic." The priest replied: "That was a wonderful thing you did, and you have no need to confess that." "There is more to tell, Father. She started to repay me with sexual favors. This happened several times a week, and sometimes twice on Sundays." The priest said, "That was a long time ago and by doing what you did, you placed the two of you in great danger, but two people under those circumstances can easily succumb to the weakness of the flesh. However, if you are truly sorry for your actions, you are indeed forgiven." "Thank you, Father. That is a great load off my mind. I do have one more question." "And what is that?" asked the priest. "Should I tell her the war is over?"
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    Arthritis

    A drunk man who smelled like a brewery sat down on a subway next to a priest. The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half-empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading. After a few minutes the man turned to the priest and asked, 'Say Father, what causes arthritis? ' The priest replies, “My Son, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for your fellow man, sleeping around with prostitutes and lack of personnel hygiene.” The drunk muttered in response, 'Well, I'll be damned,” then returned to his paper. The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized. “I'm very sorry. I didn’t mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?” The drunk answered, “I don't have it, Father, I was just reading here that the Pope does.”
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    Come Away With Me 3

    Come Away With Me Part 3 It had been over a week since Ethan had seen Michael, and was beginning to wonder if they would ever talk again. He had thought that Michael would ring to apologize but nothing at all had happened, and he himself had felt that as he was not in the wrong he was not going to be the first to phone. He made his way home from school with Johnny at his side. “You still seeing Bolton in the evenings Ethan?” Johnny enquired “No haven’t seen him for over a week.” “Then why haven’t you been over to visit me in the evenings?” “Didn’t really feel like it Johnny” “What’s the reason you haven’t been to see him?” “No reason just giving it a bit of a rest for the moment.” “What’s he like to talk to?” “He’s okay actually quite interesting.” “Do you like him? “Yeah, he’s not bad, better than some of those stupid friends he used to have.” “How come after he had that truce with you he became a bit of a loner?” “Don’t know, anyway why are you so interested in him all of a sudden?” “I’m not interested in him just never had a chance like you to talk to him.” Well I’ve not spoken to him for over a week, and I don’t think I will be speaking to him anytime soon.” “Have you had an argument with him? “No, why d’you ask?” “Because of the way you’re talking and the way you’ve been acting at school for the last ten days.” “You’re imagining things what’s with you all of a sudden.” “Okay no need to get your knickers in a twist only asked a simple question.” “I’m sorry Johnny, see you in school tomorrow.” he turned with Johnny’s goodbyes echoing in his ears into the street that he lived on. Michael was miserable; he couldn’t understand why he’d got so jealous of Ethan’s friendship with Johnny, causing him to drive Ethan away, and now he had no one that visited him. He’d lost interest in trying to get about on his crutches and constantly made excuses not to. His loss of appetite was soon made apparent in the thinness of his body. His parents noticing his change in character questioned him and were politely told to “Leave me alone.” In the second week when the situation hadn’t improved they informed the doctor about his condition. The doctor after due consideration told them he’d be around to see the boy after his surgery appointments. Later in the evening after the doctor had examined Michael he sat discussing the boy’s health with his parents. “There is nothing medically wrong with Michael,” he said, “his fractures are mending well from what we can see from the last x-rays that were taken, so something must have happened at home to cause this downward trend in his physical well-being.” “That’s just it doctor we just don’t know what it can be.” “Have you questioned him on the matter?” “Yes and we can’t get a thing out of him.” “What about his friends can’t they find out what the problem is?” “Well he hasn’t had any visitors not for quite a time. Even before his accident he didn’t get many friends coming around not like he used to have. Then only Ethan Grant visited him while he was in hospital, and only the once on the first day he came home, since then no one has been to visit him.” “That could well be the problem not having any friends visiting him. I’m not sure what we can do about that, you can’t very well force children to visit, only ask.” “I’m not too sure that Michael would like us asking boys to visit him doctor, he’s told us on a couple of occasions to leave him alone.” “Well the only other way to get him to eat would be to threaten him with hospitalisation again, and that’s what I’d better do right now, will you excuse me a minute while I go and speak to him again.” The doctor knocked and entered Michael’s room. “I’ve been discussing you’re decline in weight with your parents Michael, and it seems that you just don’t want to cooperate and eat what’s prepared for you. If you continue to eat such minuscule portions of food then the only solution is to enter you into hospital. Then have you fed intravenously until we feel that you can be trusted to eat properly again, do you understand?” “Do what you want doctor I don’t really care what you do.” The doctor left the room and confronted the parents again. “That didn’t seem to have much effect on him, if his appetite doesn’t improve in the next week then let me know and we’ll re-enter him into hospital.” “Alright doctor and thank you for coming.” Precisely eight days later Michael Bolton was back in hospital, and promptly put on an intravenous feed his weight was down to 95lbs. he’d lost nearly 55lbs in weight and the doctors were getting concerned about his condition. His parents and younger brother were absolutely distraught not knowing what could cause Michael’s health to deteriorate in this manner. For the first two days Mrs Bolton stayed and slept in the hospital with Michael, on the third day she went home and Michael’s father took over. After attending to the younger son she drove down to the local supermarket to stock up the groceries for the next few days. Inside she bumped into Ethan’s mother who at once enquired about Michael and how he was doing.” “He’s back in hospital again.” she replied. “Oh my goodness whatever happened.” “Well we don’t know, he just hasn’t been eating and seems to have lost interest in everything, so the doctor re-admitted him to hospital, so they could feed him intravenously and keep him under observation.” “Oh dear I’m so sorry to hear that Mrs Bolton, I do hope he recovers soon is there anything that I can do to help.” “No, not really we don’t even know what to do, please excuse me I have to get going and finish my shopping bye for now.” Ethan’s mother finished her shopping and went home. Later that day when her son returned from school she questioned him. “You didn’t tell me that Michael was back in Hospital.” “What,” Ethan shouted absolutely astounded, “Michael in hospital since when?” “I don’t know I met his mother in the supermarket and she told me. He seems to be quite bad they’ve got him on an intravenous feed at the moment.” “Oh God, mum you’ve got to take me to the hospital right now.” “Have your tea first then we can go.” “No mum right now. I just can’t think of eating after hearing about Michael.” “Alright get whatever you have to and let’s go.” “I don’t need anything mum the quicker we get there the better.” They made their way to the car and within ten minutes were at the hospital and making their way to where Michael was hospitalised. At the entrance to the ward Ethan stopped and looked around, he saw Mr Bolton seated at the side of Michael’s bed that was blocking his vision of Michael. He quietly walked over to stand behind Mr Bolton and looked over to see Michael sleeping. Sensing someone behind him Mr Bolton turned and smiled as he recognised Ethan. “Come and sit down Ethan there’s a chair there,” he said indicating, “that you can use, draw it up beside me.” Ethan did as was requested and sat down, “How is he Mr Bolton?” “No different than when he entered hospital Ethan, we thought that he might decide to start eating properly when he was brought in, but it doesn’t seem to have made any difference to him.” Has he been sleeping long?” “About a couple of hours or so. I’m just going to go and have something to drink do you want anything Ethan?” “No thanks Mr Bolton.” “Okay see you shortly.” As soon as Mr Bolton left Ethan stretched his hand out and clasped Michael’s and started gently squeezing it. He felt like he wanted to burst into tears to see his friend looking so sick and weak. He couldn’t believe this was the same Michael that terrorised him now just a shell of his former self. The hand that had hit him a couple of times was now as slim as his own. The thoughts brought the tears that he had managed to hold back earlier flow down his cheeks unchecked. He was so full of his sorrow that he didn’t hear Mr Bolton return till he heard him sit down beside him. Quickly he removed his hand from Michael’s but not before Mr Bolton had seen him clasping his son’s hand. “Ethan you don’t have to take your hand away. If you feel comfortable holding Michael’s hand then do so. Here you’d better wipe your face,” he said handing him a tissue. “Thanks Mr Bolton,” Ethan said through his sniffling, “I couldn’t help it when I saw how thin Michael is do you think he’s going to be alright?” “Yes I think so, the doctors here are very good. I think they’ll get him back on his feet and looking normal again. I saw your mother in the restaurant I asked her to come up as there was only the two of us here so she should soon join us.” He had hardly finished speaking when Mrs Grant walked into the ward and sucked in her breath on seeing the condition of Michael. “Whatever caused Michael to relapse to this condition? She enquired of Mr Bolton; “he was getting along fine the last time I saw him.” “We just don’t know, from the first day he got home he seemed to just go downhill.” Hearing Mr Blake mention when Michael’s health started to deteriorate Ethan realised that it was the day of their argument, but he couldn’t have taken it so bad his leaving that day, he thought. He couldn’t, Oh God, was he to blame for Michael getting so ill. He hadn’t meant their argument to last as long as it did, he’d felt miserable not being able to talk to him. Please God let him get better, his mind raced and thoughts flew through mind, I promise God, I’ll do my best to behave and I won’t argue with him again, just don’t let him die please God, please. His thoughts were interrupted as Michael’s eyes opened and focused on his face. Slowly a smile spread across his face, “Ethan,” he whispered. “Michael, did you have a good sleep.” “Yeah but if I’d known you were coming I’d have stayed awake.” “Michael, I’m sorry for walking out on you the day you came home from hospital.” “Bullshit, it was my fault, I made you leave the only thing was I didn’t know how badly it would effect me.” Turning to Mr Bolton and his mother Ethan asked if he could talk to Michael in private if they didn’t mind as they had to settle a misunderstanding that they’d had some time ago.” Sure Ethan.” Mr Bolton said and escorted Mrs Grant out of the ward. Ethan returned to holding Michaels’s hand then gently squeezing it he smiled and said, “Michael, Johnny, and the others they’re my friends, but you’re not, you’re different you’re more than a friend. I just don’t have words to explain how I feel when I stand beside you, like now holding your hand. At this moment my chest is aching and I want to wrap my arms around you and just squeeze you, I don’t feel like this with my other friends just you Michael you’re something special.” “I’m sorry for acting like a fool Ethan, and causing everyone so much worry, I really was jealous of Johnny, and thought that he would make you forget me, but now you’ve made me feel like I want to jump out of this bed. Can you come closer and put your arms around me like you said, I need you to hold me for a while.” The small boy stood up and wrapped his arms around the patient, he managed to get his small arms around Michael only because of his loss of weight. As Ethan held him, on the spur of the moment Michael turned his head and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Michael will you give over the other kids in the ward can see what you’re doing.” “Not in the least bit worried about what they think, anyway that was another way of saying thank you.” “For what?” “For everything, for telling me how you felt about me for making me feel hungry again, and most of all for just being here with your arms around me.” Ethan could no longer hold back his feelings after hearing what Michael said, he lowered his lips to Michael’s and pecked him on the lips. “You boy’s seem to have finished talking I see.” “Ethan let go of Michael and spun around to see Mr Bolton and his mother standing at the foot of the bed. “Umm, yes Mr Bolton and Michael is feeling a lot better.” “Is that’ because you were giving him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation,” he said smiling. “Umm no, I was just I was umm I.” “Alright Ethan,” Mr Bolton interrupted his spluttering, “I was just joking I’m sure that Michael was enjoying your administrations on him as I don’t see any signs of disapproval on his face.” Ethan hung his head and started to leave when Mr Bolton stopped him. “Don’t leave Ethan, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have made fun of you, Michael needs you so much, just the look in his eyes tells me he’s feeling better because of your presence here.” “You’re not mad at what you just saw Mr. Bolton.” “No Ethan, I’m not mad, I’m happy to see my son with a sparkle in his eye again maybe your presence has done him more good than all the medicines.” “I don’t know about that Mr Bolton, but he did say he was starving not long ago so he must be feeling better, don’t you think?” Mr Bolton looked at the boy’s upturned enquiring face, “I reckon that’s the best news we’ve heard in quite a few days Ethan,” he said ruffling the boy’s hair, “Now all we have to do is find him some food instead of pumping all that grunge through his veins.” Michael’s recovery if not spectacular was speedy so that within a couple of days he was allowed home and his parents told to return with him in a months time to have his fractures x-rayed prior to have the plasters removed if the healing process was satisfactory. He was glad to be back home again with the added bonus knowing that Ethan would be around as soon as he could after school. Ethan not wanting to lose Johnny’s friendship told him that after school he would be visiting Michael every day till he was back on his feet. At first Johnny was none too pleased having Michael taking up so much of Ethan’s time but he soon found other friends to spend his evenings with. The day finally arrived when Michael returned from the hospital minus his arm and leg plasters. The strapping around his rib cage being removed some two weeks earlier. When Ethan made his daily visit after school as he walked into Michael’s room he stopped in his tracks, mouth open. When he found his voice he looked at Michael sitting on the bed with a big grin on his face. Ethan slowly walked over to him and wrapped his arms around Michael laying his head on his chest he mumbled, “You didn’t tell me you shit.” “I wanted to surprise you,” encircling his arms around the smaller boy. “Made my mum and dad promise not to tell you even had to threaten Robert with sudden death if he even hinted it to you.” Kissing the smaller boy on the top of the head, “So what do you think, big improvement eh?” Ethan didn’t answer with watery eyes he lifted his face to bring their lips together, their tongues sort and found its partner as they revelled in the feelings the kiss brought about. Breaking the kiss Michael spoke, “Ethan.” “Yeah.” “Will you do me a favour? “What?” “Will you ask your mum if you can sleep here tonight? Its Saturday tomorrow so there’s no school for you.” “Okay, but I won’t phone I’ll go home and ask her she’s bound to say yes, then I can pick up my clothes and come straight back.” “You won’t be long will you?” “I’ll be so quick my feet won’t touch the ground.” Giving Michael a quick peck on the lips he said, “Bye,” left the room yelling his goodbyes to Michael’s parents as he ran out of the front door. “Michael, what on earth is going on I just heard Ethan yelling goodbye and the front door slam.” “It’s okay mum, he’s just gone to ask his mother if he can spend the night here.” “Oh, and I suppose I’m not to be consulted on this matter.” “Oops, sorry mum just didn’t think, can he spend the night.” “No.” “Oh Mummmm.” “Alright I was just joking.” “Thanks mum.” An hour later when Ethan hadn’t returned Michael got on the phone to Ethan’s house. After a couple of rings Mrs Grant answered the phone. “Umm Mrs Grant is Ethan coming over to spend the night?” “No, I’ve told him that he’s not allowed to sleep at your house, and the less he saw of you the better.” “What do you mean the less he saw of me.” “Michael was interrupted by Mrs Grant saying, “Goodbye,” and putting the phone down. Michael was stunned, he quickly went to his mother and told her what had happened. “Michael, Mrs Grant is well within her rights to stop her son from seeing whoever she feels is not right for him. I would do the same if I thought that another boy was a bad influence on you.” “But mum I haven’t done anything bad.” “Michael your father told me about how he and Mrs Grant found the two of you kissing.” “Oh but that’s not bad is it.” “Not in my eyes Michael, but other people don’t see things in the same light. Mrs Grant I suppose was just waiting for you to have your plasters removed to put a stop to your friendship with Ethan. In her eyes because you’re the more physically mature she holds you to blame for what happened, and she doesn’t want Ethan joining you in friendship any longer.” “Well she can’t stop me from seeing Ethan at school. The term ends next week but after the holiday when I’m fit to go back I’ll see him then.” “Yes, you can see him then but don’t antagonise Mrs Grant, you’ll only make matters worse.” Ethan sat opposite his mother in silence. “I’m doing it for your own good Ethan, he’s a bad influence and he’s corrupting your mind, boys like that should be kept away from the others.” “He’s not corrupting my mind, I want to be with Michael and be his friend.” “Yes, I don’t mind you having friends, but kissing other boys.” “So that’s what it’s all about.” Ethan said interrupting his mother, “Well Michael wasn’t kissing me I was kissing him so you’ve got it all wrong.” “You never had these kind of thoughts until you met him. You never did any kissing with Johnny did you?” “I didn’t have the same feelings for Johnny, like I did for Michael.” “Look I’m not going to argue with you, you’re not seeing him again and I mean it. Don’t think that you’ll see him in school after the holidays, because I intend changing your school so that will be the end of any relationship with Michael Bolton.” Ethan stood up stared at his mother then without a word turned his back on her and walked out of the room. The next day only when she spoke to him did Ethan speak to his mother, at all other times he kept quiet and never instigated any conversation. Mrs Grant thought that after a few days he’d get over the ban on seeing Michael, and that he would resume talking to her. Three weeks later and the situation was still the same, Ethan only spoke when spoken to, the rest of the time he remained silent or locked away in his room. Eventually she snapped and decided to confront him. Knocking on his door she shouted that she wanted to speak to him downstairs in the sitting room. The moment he walked into the room his mother started her tirade. “Don’t think by resorting to the silent treatment that you’re going to get me to change my mind. You’re going to a new school and that’s settled, and if you think you can see your friend behind my back think again. If I so much as suspect that you’ve seen him I’ll have the police brought in on the case. They may not be able to do much because of your ages but it will make him out to be the offender. I don’t think the boys in his school will take very kindly to that, if he’s suspected of molesting another boy smaller than himself.” Ethan looked at his mother in astonishment, he’d not realised to what lengths she’d go to break his friendship with Michael and for the first time in days he decided to answer his mother. “I never expected you to be so narrow minded, you may be able to stop me from seeing Michael but you will never break the feelings I have for him. You can only have control over me till a certain age then as soon as I am old enough I will leave this house and you. Then I will go to Michael if he still wants me, and you can live your life whichever way you want, but I will not be any part of it.” When he’d finished talking Ethan turned and walked out of the room and out of the front door. Hearing the front door close Mrs Grant sat down and burst into tears. She realised that by trying to hold onto her son she had more or less driven him away. It wasn’t his friendship with Michael that had prompted her to act in the way she did, if it had been a girl she would have found some excuse to break the relationship. She felt that if Ethan were to become too fond of someone whichever sex, that person would replace her in his affections. She wanted to hold onto him for as long as possible, and was afraid that he would leave her the moment he became emotionally involved with someone else. She’d not expected it to be at such an early age, which had caused her to react the way she did. Friendships she could deal with, but when she saw how her son kissed and looked at Michael she became afraid of the boy that held such a lot of her son’s attention. She had waited till he was out of plaster so that there would be no repeat of the previous incident before acting. But now she realised that what she had done had made matters worse. She sat and collected her thoughts and made the decision that she could not continue with her present course of action, and when Ethan returned would sit and discuss the matter with him and try and get their lives back to what it used to be. Ethan meanwhile had walked aimlessly till he found himself at the entrance to the park. Looking around he saw a public telephone, going over to it he inserted 20p and dialled Michael’s number. “Hello Robert, could you ask Michael to come to the phone please.” Ethan didn’t have long to wait before Michaels voice was there asking him, “How he was.” “I’m okay Michael, I don’t have much time, I’m at a public telephone at the entrance to the park so could you meet me here so that we can talk.” “Okay I’ll be there as fast as my limpy leg will get me there, bye see you in a bit.” and he hung up. Ethan walked into the park and finding a secluded spot sat down on the grass to wait for Michael. After a while he unclasped his hands from around his knees and lay back closing his eyes. Ten minutes later he opened his eyes as he felt someone watching him, arching his neck and tilting his head he looked back to see Michael standing looking down at him. Ethan Jumped up and went over to Michael they held hands and just stood looking at each other till Michael asked, “What are you doing here?” “I had an argument with my mum again, she intends sending me to a new school at the beginning of next term.” “Shit! That’s really being mean, I never thought that she would be like that. So now what do we do. I can’t believe that our friendship can cause your mother so much anger.” “Well, we can still see each other. We’ll just have to make plans so that she won’t know we’re meeting, because she threatened to call the police, if she found out that I was seeing you behind her back.” “Bloody Hell! What’s wrong with her Ethan she wasn’t like that before?” “I’ve no idea she just seems to have lost it and gone off the deep end recently.” “Okay, I’ll think up something for us and get back to you,” Michael thought for a moment then said, “I’ll get Johnny to deliver the message that way she won’t know.” He stood clasping the smaller boy to him then nudging the smaller boy on the top of the head said, “Ethan” “Yeah.” He said looking into Michaels eyes. “When we’re sixteen your mum can’t stop you from seeing who you wish and you can also leave home, if you have a safe environment to live in.” “Yeah that’s right.” “Will you come away with me, we could live together at my parent’s home till we’re old enough to have a place of our own.” Ethan looked around the park there was no one in sight he leaned upwards and kissed Michael, “Three years seems forever Michael but if I have to wait ten years I’ll wait. Now I had better get home don’t know what my mother is planning next.” They walked out of the park together then outside reluctantly they went their separate ways. When he arrived home Ethan opened the door and made for his room. Before he could get to the stairs his mother’s voice rang out. “Ethan, could you come in here please.” Reluctantly he turned away from the stairs and made for the sitting room, as he entered his mother looked at him and said, “I think I had better apologize for the way I’ve behaved and causing us to fall out. I’m sorry Ethan, I never wanted it to be like this but I got frightened that you would get so involved with Michael that I would be left out of your life. It’s not about him being a boy or even if it were a girl I just didn’t want to be left alone.” Ethan walked over to his mother wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. “Mum, you never have to fear about me not being part of your life. Even when I was mad with you and no matter what I said, deep down I knew that I could never shut you out.” Mrs Grant with tears streaming down her cheeks managed to control her voice enough to say, “You’d better go and phone a certain boy and ask him if he wants and if his parents allow him, to come and stay for the weekend.” “Thanks mum” he said kissing her on the cheek, “you’ll see its much better having two boys in the house instead of one.” “Yes, and twice as much work now go and make that call.” Ethan made his way to the phone and dialled the Bolton’s number Mr Bolton answered the phone. “Hello Mr Bolton.” “Ethan how are you?” “I’m fine Mr Bolton, would it be alright and if Michael is willing for him to spend the weekend at our house, if you and Mrs Bolton are agreeable?” “I guess it would be alright but hang on a minute I’ll ask him.” Ethan could hear Mr Bolton shouting to Michael asking him if he wanted to spend the weekend with Ethan. There was no reply until he heard a voice. “Ethan is that you?” “Yes.” “My dad’s not having me on.” “No my mum and I have sorted things out can you come over.” “Give me five minutes to throw some clothes in a bag and I’ll ask dad to drive me.” “Okay then get going bye for now.” “Bye.” And the telephone conversation ended. Ethan went over to his mother and hugged her again, “Thanks a million mum.” “Ethan we still have to talk at a later date about your feelings for Michael and his for you. When you’re both sure in which direction you want your lives to progress.” “Yes mum, I think I’m pretty sure now but I’ll wait and see, and I’m sure Michael will have the same outlook.” Untangling herself from her sons arms she, said, “I’d better get into the kitchen and prepare some food for an evening meal for us I’m sure someone must have got his appetite back now.” Ethan grinned “Okay mum I’m going outside to wait for Michael.” While he stood on the pavement looking down the road waiting to see the red Ford come into view he thought, “If it comes into sight by the time I count ten Michael loves me most of all, and forever and ever. One, two, three, four, fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive, annnnnnnnd siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiix, annnnnnnnnnnnd, sev, Yeah.” The car came into sight, as soon as it stopped outside the house Michael was out of the car and hugging Ethan. The boys then turned to Mr Bolton saying goodbye to him as he drove off. As they walked in the front door Ethan’s mother was there, “Hello Michael come in and leave your bag in the hallway, the two of you go into the sitting room while I go and finish the cooking. The boys made their way into the room, inside and out of sight of his mother Ethan wrapped his arms around Michael and squeezed then looked up into his face expectantly. “What?” “You know what.” “I don’t, tell me.” “Michael will you give over annoying me.” Smiling Michael lowered his face to bring their lips together. At the first touch they moaned and explored each other’s mouths hungrily, Michael literally lifting Ethan of his feet as he crushed him into his body. Breaking the kiss they stood gazing at each other, “It seems like years since we last did that Ethan, God! How I’ve missed you.” “Me too, now we don’t have to worry about be separated and thinking what we can do to be together.” “Ethan.” “Uh huh.” “If your mum had not allowed us to be together would you have come away with me, when you came of age?” “I don’t know Michael, I was angry at how my mum reacted but deep down I still love her, and I’m not sure that I’d be able to turn my back on her and walk away.” If it had been the other way round would you.” “Yeah, it’s easier said than done, anyway that’s not an issue anymore,” he lowered his head to bring their lips together again when Ethan’s mother walked in. “If you two can stop sucking on each other’s lips for a second maybe you could help lay the table so that we can eat.” The boys blushing and laughing did what was asked of them. Later after they’d all eaten and cleared the table and watched television for a while the boys after wishing Mrs Grant goodnight made their way to bed. Upstairs in the privacy of Ethan’s room for the first time they would be able to look upon each other’s naked forms. Surprisingly they were both shy to undress and just stood looking at each other. Michael was the first to speak. “Ethan.” “Yes.” “Are you feeling the same as me?” “What are you feeling?” “Nervous.” “No, I’m not nervous, I’m just about pooping myself.” Michael burst out laughing grabbed Ethan, and swung him around then carried him to the bed gently laying him down and settling down beside him. His arms wrapped around the smaller boy Michael just lay looking into his eyes. “What.” “Michael didn’t answer. “Michael what’s wrong?” “Nothing’s wrong, everything’s right. I’ve been dreaming of this moment so many, many, times and now that it’s here I don’t want it to ever go away. Just lying here with you in my arms feeling your body against mine is the wickedest feeling in the world, except for the other one of course.” “What other one?” “You know.” “I don’t tell me,” Ethan said, bursting into laughter. “Right I’m not going to tell you I’m going to show you.” Michael pulled the smaller boy into him and started to grind his erection against Ethan’s just as swollen gland. “You took long enough to show me Thought you were going to talk all night. I’ve been umf,” and Ethan was cut short as Michael’s lips covered his and felt his tongue being caressed by Michael’s. Michael broke the kiss, “Ethan, let,s get undressed my dick is aching to feel yours against mine without the clothes between us.” They both got off the bed and started to strip their nervousness gone with the anticipation of what was to come. They stood naked looking at each other, Michael stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and drew him against his body. They shuddered as their bodies made contact and their erections rubbed together. Michael fell back on the bed dragging Ethan with him so that the smaller boy lay on top of him. Their lips came together and eagerly their tongues sort to make contact bringing moans from them as they relished the feelings of pleasure that emanated from the rubbing of their loins and the caressing of their tongues. Suddenly Ethan’s hips started to buck as the he began to near orgasm he ground even harder against Michael’s erection then lifting his head and arching his back he rammed one more time hard against Michael he yelled, “Oh God! Michael, and his hips started jerking uncontrollably as the semen erupted from his loins to spray between them. The sight of Ethan achieving an orgasm, and feeling him shooting his semen between them sent Michael into overdrive. Just as Ethan was nearing the end of his orgasm so Michael exploded, he squeezed the smaller boy into his body yelling, “Oh God! Ethan,” he cried, as his hips started pumping and globs of semen flew out of his penis to mix with Ethan’s deposit. Minutes later Michael rolled onto his side to ease Ethan’s weight off him. They lay with arms still around each other face to face smiled then brought their lips together in gentle pecks. “Michael.” “Uh huh.” “That was the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever had.” “God Ethan, I don’t know, wonderful just doesn’t come close to how I felt, and now with you in my arms I don’t ever want it to end.” “Michael, will you love me forever.” He looked at the smaller boy and pecked him on the lips “What makes you think that I’m ever going to stop loving you. Have you forgotten what happened to me when I thought you’d left me?” “I’m really sorry for that. I still feel really bad about it.” “You shouldn’t it was all my fault for trying to make you do what I wanted and not trusting you. I was so jealous of you I couldn’t stand to think that you’d like anyone else more that you liked me.” Ethan lifted himself up to look down on Michael, he pushed him onto his back then lay on top of him and brought their lips together. Their tongues united and sent currents of pleasure through their bodies their tongues danced inside their mouths twirling, caressing, thrusting, bringing the very spark of life that lay within them to unite as if they were one. When the kiss ended Ethan looked at Michael, “Do you still think that I could love anyone more than you?” “Nope.” Happy and content they lay together arms entwined around each other their eyes beginning to droop as gradually sleep overtook them and they passed into dreamland. The End.
  15. bilal

    Come Away With Me.

    Thanks for the positive comments guys . Not sure of making the story web worthy it only has three chapters to it. Bilal
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