Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2018 07:27:58 -0400
From: footboi <footboi@protonmail.com>
Subject: A Boy on a train Part 2 (Gay: Adult/Youth)

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A Boy on a train Part 2/3

(M/b)

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A Boy on a Train Part Two

`Okay boys, gather around. Most of you know Geoff, so you will be pleased
to learn that he's back to help out and will be leading your session this
afternoon. I will be working with the new recruit, Alex. He is new and will
need to catch up.'

The boys split into their groups as instructed by Hannah. The more
experience ones, some over sixteen and who Geoff had known for over three
years, gathered round him while Alex remained where he was, stood next to
Hannah.

The older boys were all dressed in, either, white or blue jujitsu suits, or
"Gi", depending on their preference and seniority, while Alex, who had yet
to receive his, only wore a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Both were white
and, much to Geoff's delight, quite transparent. He could see the boy's
tiny red briefs underneath his shorts. No doubt, he thought, the choice of
his mother who was sat near the gym entrance as she watched.

The moment she entered the gymnasium, Geoff knew that she was Alex's
mother. The similarity was obvious. It was as if her blonde hair and
eye-catching features had been transcribed onto Alex, so alike were
they. It now became clear to Geoff where Alex got his stunning looks
from. Yet, his first emotion at the sight of her was relief. The plan that
both he and Alex had hatched had finally paid off, although it had taken
four weeks longer than planned!

The four-week wait had been painful! Geoff knew that boys could be fickle
little things. One day they would promise the earth, while on the next,
simply disappear. This had happened many times before and Geoff usually
treated such promises with caution. Of course, the moment Alex disappeared
into his home, Geoff should have known that it was unlikely he would ever
see him again. Yet, he had believed the earnest promises Alex had made and
even believed in the plan they had hatched together. So, it came as a
crushing blow when Alex did not appear at Hannah's sports club the
following Friday.

Hannah had been Geoff's closest friend since their first day at
university. They were never lovers and she had long accepted that she could
never compete with the boys who Geoff really loved. That never soured their
relationship. In fact, it brought them closer together. For Geoff, Hannah
was one of the very few people he could really confide in. While Hannah
found in Geoff one of the very few people who believed in her and her
vision to establish her own thriving sports club. Indeed, she valued not
just his support, but also his ability to inspire the boys she worked with
when needed. In the early days, that was quite often. Now she only called
on Geoff when she really needed his help, and today was one of those times.

Geoff looked at Alex, with his face was full of disappointment. Quite a
contrast to the one that had greeted him when he first entered the
gym. They had not seen each other for a whole month. Now all the doubt and
distrust of Alex had disappeared and that smile told a different story as
he beamed at Geoff the moment he saw him.

Just a few days ago he had been convinced that the love of his life had
slipped through his fingers. He had found it hard to accept that Alex had
never been interested in him at all. Night after night, the memory of the
boy tortured him. The taste of his seed, the feel of his soft creamy feet
and those warm delicate lips, not to mention his infectious giggle and deep
blue eyes, would not let him sleep. Nightly, Geoff expended copious amounts
of cum as he relived that single night they had spent together. If Alex was
an infection, then Geoff would never recover from him. He thought that he
was doomed to live with "what might have been" for the rest of his life
haunted him. That was before he received Hannah's voicemail that informed
him a new boy had joined her jujitsu class.

Geoff knew why Alex looked so disappointed. He had expected to be in
Geoff's group and not stuck on his own with Hannah. Geoff felt for him. The
poor kid must have spent the last four weeks trying to persuade his mother
to let him join the jujitsu class and see Geoff again only to find himself
stuck with the wrong person once more.

`Hey Geoff! Look at the new kid's mum. She's a real looker, isn't she? I
bet she's a model or, if she isn't, she should have been!'

The other boys laughed at Callum's rather crude observation. Like most of
the other teenagers, Geoff had known Callum since he was twelve years
old. Now sixteen, he was almost as tall as Geoff, and, as usual, the
comedian of the group.

`I would've been very surprised if you had said anything else, Callum',
Geoff replied with a smile on his face.

Despite the slightly oversized jujitsu "Gi" Callum wore, Geoff could easily
see the extent of his arousal under his suit trousers, also called
"Shitabaki". At least half of the boys in group were similarly discomfited
as they all gawked at Alex's mum. Normally, it was Hannah's skin-tight
leotard that ignited the boys' hormonal attention. Today, they had another
distraction to contend with.

`I bet your eyes are on that new kid, Geoff!'

Those words were spoken by Ryan, and Geoff raised an eyebrow as he looked
at him while the others laughed again. They all knew Geoff's nature, and
especially his preference for boys. It had not bothered any of them three
years ago, and it certainly didn't now. Geoff had always been their
favourite tutor, and when he relinquished his black belt and ceased regular
training with them, they were the first to complain to Hannah and want him
to return. Also, Geoff knew that Ryan had a particular liking for him, so
it did not surprise him that he had noticed the electricity between him and
Alex, first.

Although Ryan's observation appeared to be a joke, Geoff knew that it was
not. It was likely that he was jealous. Ever since he was twelve, Ryan had
made it plain that he wanted more than just a normal friendship with
Geoff. Unfortunately for Ryan, Geoff did not find him attractive. In
addition, and for Hannah's sake, he always maintained an appropriate
distance from all the boys when running the jujitsu class. That made
everyone's lives easier. It now occurred to Geoff that Ryan, now also
sixteen, could take his frustration out on Alex. That was something he
would need to watch.

`You're quite right Ryan,' he replied, `someone has to look out for the new
kid,' he added with a smile.

`Now you lot! I want you to practice the "Crab Ride to Twister Hook" that
Hannah taught you last week,' Geoff shouted over the laughter. `And if you
are all really good, and if I'm satisfied with you progress, I will teach
you the "Crab Ride Counter".'

_________________


`That instructor, Alex, do you like him?'

`Yeah, he's okay,' replied Alex without taking his eyes away from his
smartphone.

`Alex, I am talking to you!' his mother persisted, `have you met him
before?'

`Alex!'

Alex had heard his mum's question the first time, but pretended he had not.

`What mum?' he replied finally, as it looked up at his mother while she
drove.

Alex was tired after his first jujitsu lesson. It had been much harder than
he had imagined and Hannah was a very good teacher. She had put him through
a stretch routine that left his body aching all over. Despite that, he was
still disappointed that he had not been in Geoff's group. Only at the end
did he get the chance to say, "Hi" properly. He was pretty relieved that
Geoff did not seem to be mad at him for taking so long to persuade his mum
to take him to jujitsu. She had been so seriously annoying about this!

'Have you met that instructed before, I asked?' his mum repeated, now
obviously annoyed.

`Yeah, everybody knows him,' replied Alex, `his name's Geoff, and if you
knew anything about jujitsu, you would know that he was a black belt and
one of the top fighters in all of England.'

Unfortunately, that did not satisfy his mother.

`But it seemed like you two know each other. Have you met him before?' she
persisted.

'Yes, of course we have!' Alex replied, 'I met him at school when they came
to demonstrate jujitsu to the whole of our year last term.'

Alex had lied, and not for the first time when it came to Geoff. He held
his breath as he waited for his mum's response.

'Oh, I see!' She replied, 'so that's where you got this martial arts bug
from and why you wanted to go to this scruffy little place in Tweedaldon.'

With a sigh of relief, Alex slumped back down in the car seat and put his
naked feet back up on the dashboard.

'When is dad going to buy me my jujitsu suit?' he asked, hopeful that this
question would distract his mum enough to stop her asking any more about
Geoff.

'You know your father doesn't like the idea of you attending that sports
club,' his mum replied as she glanced with annoyance at Alex's feet.

'Since when did dad care about anything I did?' questioned Alex. `He hasn't
even seen me in ages, not even at Christmas.'

'Alex, you know that your father is a very busy man. I am sure he isn't
ignoring you deliberately, although it may feel like that.'

`Yes, it does feel like that!' Alex shouted back, `all he cares about is
his stupid money and his girlfriends. He doesn't care about me. He didn't
even ring me to see if I was okay when you told him I got mugged by those
morons! That Geoff guy cares more about me than dad ever did!'

Alex's heart sank. Did he really just say that? How could he be that
stupid, he thought. Now his mum would really bombard him with questions
about Geoff. Except, she didn't.

`Your Geoff may appear to be a nice guy, but it is unfair to compare him
with your father. Whatever you say about him remember that he is still
father and do not forget that!'

Alex stood naked in front of the full-length mirror in his bedroom. Since
he met Geoff he had changed his mind about the boy who now looked back
him. He no longer hated the boy's face, so thin and girlish, and that body
that everyone said looked like his mother's. Now, he did not care if people
thought he was more like a girl than a boy. He no longer wanted that boy to
die. The reason why his dad was not interested in him was because he was
not manly enough for him. Now, he did not care about that either.

That everything was so different now was all down to Geoff. No one ever
said they liked him just as he was before. They all wanted him to change;
to be another boy. His mum wanted him to get fatter and taller. His dad
wanted him to be manly. His friends wanted him to be interested in
sports. No one simply liked him how he was and how he looked. That is,
everyone except Geoff.

Alex twisted around to present his naked bum to the mirror as he tried to
imagine what Geoff would see. He knew Geoff loved him, and that made him
feel at ease with himself. For the very first time in his life he knew what
this was really like, and it made him feel strong. He stood on his tip toes
and spun around once more. More than that, for the very first time in his
life, Alex liked the boy he saw in his mirror.

Also, since he had met Geoff, Alex had the need to find somewhere quiet to
rub his cock until he came. When he did, all he would think about was the
night he stayed at Geoff's place. If he was honest, his decision to ask to
stay with him was craziest thing he had ever done, and he had done some
really crazy things before. Geoff could have been anyone and it could have
turned out seriously badly. Yet, he knew from the moment he first saw him
on the train that it wouldn't. What he did not expect was what they
actually did. Nor did he think he would have liked it so much! Since then,
he had jerked himself off as often as he could as he relived being sucked
off for the first time ever by Geoff.

`Alex, your supper is almost ready! Wash your hands and come down!'

Alex opened his eyes just in time to see tiny droplets of his cum land on
the mirror as he rubbed his ramrod stiff dick. With feet apart, he fingered
the hole deep between his buttocks just as Geoff had done before, while he
played with his nipples as they stood erect from his heaving chest. Slowly
he felt his erection begin to soften, although his cheeks still burned from
the exertion. His blonde hair was dank and sweaty from both the exertion of
his masturbation and the jujitsu earlier that evening. He had definitely
run out of energy. Still, it was with reluctance that he released his cum
coated dick, pulled on a pair of shorts and ran down stairs.

`Coming mum!' Alex shouted as he ran.

_________________


It had been a busy day, but Geoff was not finished yet. Hannah had a date
with her new boyfriend and had left the clear up to Geoff that evening. He
really hoped that this would be the right guy this time. Hannah had spent
far to many of her best years searching for a soulmate with whom to settle
down and have the child she longed for. This was her sixth attempt, and
Geoff was sure that she had set her bar far too high. She would never admit
it, but he was certain it was a substitute for him that she looked
for. Well, if that was the case, he hoped she had finally learnt to discard
that particular template.

Eleven tennis balls, six footballs and four basketball had been discarded
and forgotten in various locations all over the complex. One child's
sneaker, a hoodie and a very old jockstrap were now in the lost property
bin too. Geoff doubted that such a thorough search had been conducted in a
long time!

He was never sure why he enjoyed being alone in this vast complex. Hannah
had done well. It now had a workout gym, two swimming pools, two squash
courts, a tennis court and a gym that could be used for a multitude of
activities, including jujitsu. It required a considerable investment of
time and, not to mention, a large chunk of Geoff's money to get it where it
was today. Now, in the shower he allowed the hot jet to massage and soothe
muscles that ached, unused to the exercise he had put them to today.

As he soaped down his body, his mind settled on Alex. Immediately, his dick
sprang to life and bounced off his pubis. He had really missed the boy's
beauty in the intervening weeks since he had last seen him. His blonde
hair, petite features along with his smooth legs and feet were even more
enticing than Geoff had remembered. He was disappointed that they had
little opportunity to talk or to spend time together. A combination of
Geoff's responsibilities and an ever-watchful mother prevented that. Yet,
that did not bother Geoff at all. A simple smile from Alex had made it
clear to him that he definitely wanted to continue the relationship. Now,
all he had to do was figure out a way to build upon this. Then suddenly,
Geoff became aware that he was not alone in the shower.

Above the noise caused by the water, Geoff heard the splash of naked feet,
along with the sound of breathing next to him. He was not scared, just
puzzled. He had been sure no one else remained in the complex. Then again,
he did know one person who could conceal himself inside with ease if he
chose to, and that was Ryan. Geoff did not open his eyes, instead he
continued to soap himself, while his cock remained stiff and to attention,
as if he were still alone. He only opened his eyes when, suddenly, he felt
a warm hand cup his balls and squeeze them. When he did, he was greeted
with the sight of Ryan, equally naked and soaked stood before him.

Ryan's sheepish smile was on his face as he took Geoff's hand and placed it
on his own erect cock. It was three years since Geoff had seen Ryan and
longer since he had seen him naked. He had certainly filled out since
then. His diminutive prepubescent cock had grown into a teenage member,
thick, long, its skin dark, with a forsaken so loose it was unable to
contain the blunt cock head that poked out. Of course, it was much longer
than Geoff remembered. Fully erect, Geoff estimated that it was now over
six inches in length. Of course, it was now surrounded by a bush of dark
pubic hair, but the rest of Ryan's skin remained smooth and hairless up to
his bellybutton and chest. Geoff hesitated, he was unsure he wanted this to
go further, despite the lust that blossomed within him.

`Please, Geoff,' Ryan implored as he began to copulate into Geoff's hand to
urge him to continue.

As he looked into Ryan's pleading eyes, Geoff felt a mixture of sympathy
and lust for him, and, possibly against his better judgement, he succumbed
to the latter.

Geoff removed his hand from the heat of Ryan's cock and wrapped his arms
around his shoulders. He looked the boy deeply into his hazel eyed as he
slipped his tongue into his mouth and kissed him. Ryan returned his kiss
hungrily, as if this was the first kiss he ever had. Despite himself, Geoff
could not help but compare Ryan's kiss with the one he had savoured with
Alex. As his fingers circled the boy's fat nipples, he noted how much
sweeter the younger boy's kiss appeared to be and wished it was him and not
Ryan who shared the shower with him right now. However, that did not
prevent him from exploring the older boy's body. The touch of a boy, even
one he was not particularly attracted to, was still enticing.

At sixteen, the nipples of a growing teenage boy were usually at their most
sensitive, and Ryan's nipples were no different as he flinched and squirmed
with each touch. So sensitive were they, Geoff did not even have to
squeezed them to get a reaction from the teenager. The boy flinched again
when Geoff found his balls. They were large and heavy, their sac encased in
thin hair as soft as down, as they swung low between his legs in the heat
of the shower. Ryan moaned softly when Geoff squeezed and pulled them
further away from his body. All the while, like an obedient puppy, Ryan
mirrored Geoff's actions and ran his hands over Geoff exactly as he did to
him.

Ryan's caress was soft and hard in equal measure, just as Geoff's had been
and he manipulated Geoff's balls adeptly as well. This was not the clumsy
efforts of an inexperienced teenager that Geoff had often come
across. Surprisingly, it was obvious that Ryan had done this before, and
maybe often. Geoff was in for a further surprise when Ryan suddenly
released himself from his embrace and turned around to present his bum to
him. Of course, it did not take Geoff long to work out what Ryan had in
mind.

Geoff's fingers had already begun to explore the darker reassess between
Ryan's buttocks even before the boy had turned around. He found that his
finger slipped easily into Ryan's hole, indeed not just one but two. Geoff
was curious. Had Ryan's own sex play loosened him up or had another been
where Geoff was about to go?

The shower gel was the only lubricant to hand, but this was sufficient as
he slipped two fingers together into Ryan's willing hole once more. He was
rewarded with a moan from Ryan's lips. He pushed his bum down hard on
Geoff's fingers and forced them deeper into him. Geoff reached around and
took hold of the Ryan's cock. It was ramrod stiff yet its skin was silky
smooth as Geoff's fist stroked it like a piston. He felt the boy's weighty
member twitch as his fingers found his passion spot deep inside his
anus. Ryan was already building towards an ejaculation. Yet, neither of
them wanted it this way and Geoff removed his fingers, satisfied that Ryan
was ready.

A convenient drop-down seat in the shower, normally there to aid the
washing of feet, now served as a convenient prop on which Ryan knelt with
one leg to afford Geoff the access he needed for what was he was about to
do. Meanwhile, he liberally coated his own cock in shower gel to make
access even easier. Geoff would have been a liar, had he claimed not to
have thought about making love to Alex in this manner. Yet, he knew that
such a frail and inexperienced boy would need time to decide whether this
was for him or not; and Geoff was happy to give him as much time as he
needed. As for Ryan, it was clear that he had made up his mind and, quite
likely, had done so a very long time ago.

Despite all their preparation, pushing past Ryan's anal sphincter was not
as easy as Geoff had assumed it would be. The boy was tight and his cries
would have spooked him as he pushed even harder, had the boy not insisted
that he should continue.

Suddenly, their perseverance paid off and the head of his cock, like a ram,
forced its way past Ryan's recalcitrant sphincter. It felt like he had
entered a furnace, such was the heat that gipped his shaft as Ryan's guts
clamped down tight on Geoff's cock like an industrial vice and attempted to
swallow it whole. Initially, Geoff feared he would ejaculate there and
then, such was the intensity of the feeling that surrounded his captured
cock. He had to admit that Ryan's guts felt amazing, and from Ryan's grunts
and the way his cock bucked in his hand, Geoff guessed that the teenager
felt the same.

Slowly he began his slow fuck. Each thrust channelled an intense sensation
right into Geoff's brain. Ryan's grip on his cock meant that Geoff had to
start slowly. As his cock began to rhythmically rub against the teenager's
pleasure spot he was able to increase his cadence. Each stroke brought a
whole new level of pleasure flooding into Geoff's mind, aided by Ryan, who
pushed down hard on each thrust. Soon, Geoff could withdraw his cock almost
completely before thundering back in as hard as he could, deep into the
shuddering boy. At the same time Ryan's own level of ecstasy was
transmitted through his cock, on which Geoff's grip never weakened.

Ryan was not a quiet fuck. Added to his groans and moans were cries of
pleasure each time Geoff's cock scraped along his prostate. At times he
would plead with Geoff to slow down, other times he would demand he speed
up. A passer-by would not have been left in any doubt about what was going
on in that shower despite the noise of shower that still sprayed over
them. Geoff was beyond caring, and he was sure that Ryan would have agreed
with him when he wished that their fuck would never end. Unfortunately, end
it must and Geoff felt that familiar build up at the base of his balls.

It was Ryan who came first. Geoff felt the boys cock buck in his hand and
then again and again as cum leapt from Ryan's engorged member in huge ropes
of thick white liquid and splattered hard against the shower wall before
being wastefully washed away down the drain. Geoff felt the evidence of
Ryan's ejaculation long before it reached the shower wall as Ryan's guts
clamped down hard on Geoff's cock as the first shock of his discharge
spread through the boy's body. The pleasure and pain of Ryan's vice-like
grip sent Geoff over the edge too, and he lost control and slammed his cock
deep into Ryan and then pumped stream after stream of hot cum into the
boy's guts, at the same time he pulled the boy tightly against him as if
fearful they should ever be parted again.

`OK, Ryan, you had better explain yourself,' asked Geoff.

The both had to adjust to the bight neon light after the gloom of the
steamed filled shower room they had just left. Now, they sat opposite each
other as they towelled themselves down. Ryan had not said a word. He had
not even looked up from the ground since they had sat down. Boldly, Geoff
picked up Ryan's still damp foot and began to massage it.

Geoff looked at the boy he had just fucked. The boy had seduced him and,
yes, against his wishes. Yet, he had always liked Ryan, so he could forgive
him for that. He was not the boy he remembered, however. He had grown
up. He had kept his brown hair the same, but the rest of him had changed in
the intervening years. He was no longer the young preteen he once
knew. Now, as a teenager nearing six foot, Geoff always loved how boys
changed so much in such a short period of time. Ryan was no different. His
hair had darkened and thickened, not just on his head, but on his arms and
legs too, which were no longer covered in that wispy down Geoff had
remembered years ago. His neck had broadened and his muscle had become more
defined on his chest, arms and legs, and his feet were now larger and
longer with kissable thin toes. Geoff had always loved Ryan's feet, and
even more so now. Despite his growth spurt, he was still the shy, impish
kid Geoff knew; and it was that sheepish smile that Geoff saw now.

`You used to give a brilliant foot massage,' replied Ryan with that shy
smile on his face.

`I still do,' said Geoff as he enjoyed the feel of Ryan's soft sole under
his fingers.

`Yeah,' replied Ryan. He then giggled awkwardly.

`Ryan, you did not answer my question. Why did you stay behind and seek me
out?'

`That kid,' replied Ryan, as if that explained everything.

`Which kid, Ryan?' asked Geoff patiently, perfectly well aware who Ryan
referred to.

`You know. That posh new kid who joined our jujitsu class today,' he
replied, `you have got the hots for him, haven't you?'

`Since when was my love life been any of your business, Ryan?' Geoff asked
as he pressed his fingers firmly across the sole of Ryan's left foot. He
was tempted to kiss it, but knew that would send the wrong message.

`You know that I have really liked you since ...' Ryan began.

`... Since you were twelve, Ryan. Yes, we both know that, don't we?' Geoff
interrupted, his tone betrayed his annoyance. `And we also know that I like
you like all the guys in the club, but that's never been enough for you,
has it?'

Geoff looked into Ryan's eyes. They did not mask his disappointment as he
watched Geoff massage his feet.

`So, you won't change your mind?' he finally asked, his voice deep, but
still youthful in that way only teenage boys could manage.

`I cannot, Ryan,' replied Geoff, his stomach churned with a mixture of the
guilt and sympathy he felt for the boy. `We went through all this before,
when you were twelve Ryan, and you know what the answer was then. Nothing,
not even tonight, has changed that.'

Geoff remembered, years ago, a conversation he had with a guy on an
anonymous online forum quite soon after he had rejected Ryan's advances
when he was twelve, nearly thirteen. In fact, the same age Alex was now. He
remembered the man's incredulity that he had turned down an opportunity
like that. The man shared Geoff's interest in boys and considered him to be
either arrogant or heartless for recounting such a story to him when he
would have given his right arm to be in Geoff's position.

Geoff remembered how the man's words had really embarrassed him. He had not
intended to brag in front of other guys who never had the opportunity or
luck to meet a boy such as Ryan. Yes, of course he knew that he was
fortunate, nevertheless, he simply was not attracted to Ryan back then, and
neither was he today, and nothing would change that.

`So, what has that posh kid got that I haven't?' Ryan asked. `I doubt he's
as good a fuck as I am.'

This was a complication Geoff could have done without. Ryan's jealousy was
a problem he had not anticipated. Had he done so, he certainly would not
have been so quick to suggest Hannah's jujitsu class to Alex. Ryan could
easily ruin everything if he chose to; and if he did, there was really
little Geoff could do about it.

`Ryan, aren't you being a little selfish?' challenged Geoff.

`How do you mean?' Ryan replied.

`So far this has been all about you, hasn't?' Geoff explained. `Poor Ryan,
let's all feel sorry for him because he can't get what he wants and has
been rejected!'

'It's not like that,' Ryan countered.

`Oh, really?' contradicted Geoff, `I beg to differ! Did you, for one single
second, consider Dave Ediran's feelings when you rejected his advances at
that martial arts camp?'

Geoff knew that this was a low blow. Dave Ediran was a camp helper who had
a huge crush on Ryan when he had just turned thirteen at the martial arts
camp Geoff had taken the boys to. He was also the most despicable specimen
of a human being that Geoff had ever met. Nonetheless, he had feelings too.

`That was different Geoff, he was a real creep!'

`Really?' replied Geoff as he let go of Ryan's foot, `from where I am sat,
you had the right to reject the advances of someone you were not attracted
to. Wasn't that simply what I did once upon a time too? Now answer
this. Why should it be okay for you to do that, but not me?'

Without waiting for an answer, Geoff stood up and pulled on his tracksuit
bottoms over his naked body, followed by his hoodie. It was Ryan's belated
response that stopped him just as he reached changing room door.

`Geoff, I am leaving jujitsu. I am too busy with other stuff, and
... besides ... I don't want to see that kid ever again.'

`Yeah, Ryan, perhaps that's for the best,' Geoff concurred. `And, for what
its worth, you were a great fuck.'

_________________


`Vicar, that is a very generous offer. Isn't it Alex?'

Alex read the look in his mother's eye immediately. It said, "Agree with me
or I will kill you", but Alex was not going to play ball that easily. She
was going to be disappointed because there was no way he was going to join
the ballet class at the Church. He did not care how desperate they were for
at least one boy to join. Why did his mum keep pushing him to do ballet
when she knew he hated it?

`Yeah, but isn't that on the same night as jujitsu, mum?' Alex replied.

When Alex had rushed down stairs he expected to find dinner on the
table. Instead, he was confronted with the sight of Father Templeton from
the local Church and Mrs Rocke, who ran the ballet class that his mum was
involved in, both sat on the sofa. The reason for their unexpected visit
was all about him.

Mrs Rocke, so his mum had told him, had once been a famous ballerina in
Russia. That must have been an age ago because she looked ancient now, as
Alex looked at her bony hands that gripped her walking stick. She only came
out of retirement to run the small ballet class at the Church, but had
great plans for it. She was also the scariest person in the world, so it
was weird that she especially wanted him in her ballet class. She even came
to watch his school's winter play only because he was in it. Alex
remembered how he had the misfortune to be chosen to play Ariel in the
Tempest even though he was a junior boy. At least he got a couple of days
off school afterwards because of the late nights. Now she was here with the
Vicar trying again.

`You do not have to go to jujitsu every Friday, Alex,' his mum countered,
`and, also, the new ballet class will not start until the end of the
holidays, so you have plenty of time to decide.'

Alex realised that Father Templeton no longer looked at him but, instead,
at the shorts he had on. Alex felt his cheeks reddened. He wore nothing
underneath them and had one foot up on armchair he sat on as he always
liked to do. The problem was that this meant the vicar had a clear view of
his cock and balls under his shorts. Alex resisted his desire to put his
leg down to cover up his cock. Instead, he looked back at the vicar until
he caught his eye. Then, with a smile, he opened his legs further to offer
the man an even better view.

`Alex ... Alex!'

Until his mother shouted at him, Alex had totally zoned out of his
surroundings and had not heard a word of what was said. His world had
shrunk to the eyes of Father Templeton and the man's huge erection that he
could plainly see tenting his grey trousers. Mrs Rocke sat right next to
the vicar and seemed oblivious to Alex's display and the vicar's reaction
to it. In fact, she had paid Alex little or no attention whatsoever as she
spoke to his mother.

The vicar was different, Alex could see that he was unable to take his eyes
off both him and his exposed cock. Alex knew very well that he was the
cause of the vicar's excitement and he liked that. Yet, he was confronted
with a strange feeling too. One the one hand, he did not like the vicar
very much, and certainly nowhere near as much as he liked Geoff. While, on
the other, he really liked the idea that he could make the vicar get
excited. This was very complicated and he really wished Geoff was around to
help him make sense of it all. Finally, he dropped his leg and plugged back
into the real world.

`So, it's agreed then, depending on the jujitsu,' his mother continued as
she addressed the fearsome Mrs Rocke, `Alex will begin ballet in five
weeks.'

Then she looked at Alex, `come on Alex, stand up and say goodbye to our
guests.'

`Well, Alex it is always good to see you,' said Father Templeton, `and I
especially look forward to watching you perform as part of our ballet
class.'

If that wasn't enough to make Alex shiver inwardly with disgust, the way
the man ran his hand down his neck and along his naked left shoulder
certainly was. No way would he let that guy see up his shorts ever again,
Alex thought.

`Mum, you know that I am not going to do ballet, don't you?' asked Alex,
once their visitors had gone. `In any case, why does the scary Mrs Rocke
want me? Aren't there loads of other boys she could ask?'

He looked at his mother on the opposite side of the dining table as they
ate dinner. This time she did not get annoyed as she usually did, although
Alex knew she would really like him to try it.

`Alex, I have told you before, Mrs Rocke thinks you are special, and that
you have a natural talent for ballet,' she replied.

That disturbed Alex. His mum normally frowned when he objected like
this. This time she did not and, instead, smiled as she spoke. This worried
him a lot. Had she and Mrs Rocke devised some clever secret plan to make
him do it, he wondered?

`Geoff said I am talented at jujitsu too, and I prefer that as well. So,
why do you want me to give that up for something I hate and I have never
done before?' he countered.

`So, it's that Geoff guy again, is it?' Alex's mother replied. `Recently,
all I have only heard is "Geoff says this and Geoff says that" over the
past month. You must really like him, don't you?'

`Well, he's a lot nicer than Mrs Rocke. At least he understands me!'

`I can't see how you can make that claim about someone who has, supposedly,
only met you twice!' replied his mother, `Are you sure you are telling me
the truth when you say that you two have never met more than that?'

Alex did not reply immediately, instead he kicked himself again for
bringing Geoff into the argument when he didn't even have too. It was his
mum's fault, anyway, for insisting he should do ballet instead of jujitsu,
but now she was really suspicious.

`Well, I am still going to jujitsu,' Alex replied in defiance. `And I bet
Geoff would agree with me too!' he added for good measure.

`Well, I am not so sure he would, Alex' his mum replied. `And that reminds
me, your dad will take you to jujitsu next week, okay?'

`Dad's going to take me?' replied Alex. The surprise in his voice was
plainly obvious, even to his mum.

`Yes, Alex he wants to see if its worth spending all that money on a
jujitsu suit and that this is not something you will give up in a month or
so.'

_________________


`Okay, Alex you are making great progress, soon you will be ready to join
the rest of the group.'

This was the first chance Geoff had to speak to Alex that evening. It was
also his last. It had been one surprise after another as far as Alex's
family was concerned. Naturally, Geoff had expected his mother to bring him
to this week's session, but instead his father had done so. What was more,
he discovered that he already knew the man, but in a completely different
context. Unfortunately, it was one that did not bode well for either Alex
or himself.

With his long-time friend, James Buchanan, Geoff had set up a finance
company, "Buchanan and Davies", in the City a few years after leaving
university. It required a lot of hard work but had been a great success,
especially in the last ten years. That was a time of rapid grow and they
had bought out a lot of failing or smaller companies, rationalised them and
turned them around. Now Geoff was joint CEO of a very well-known financial
company and enjoyed the wealth that went with it, something he had kept
successfully hidden from all but his closest friends and family. Geoff
never quite felt comfortable knowing he was worth so much and so preferred
the anonymity of a small converted farmhouse in a tiny village to the high
life in the City. He knew that Alex's dad, Dan Fowler, was the complete
opposite and liked to splash the cash. He also knew that he was not a very
good banker.

Geoff's company had bought out the one Dan worked for and found it in a
very perilous state. James had estimated that if they had not moved for it
when they did, the company would have gone bust in less than a year. The
first thing they did was get rid of the weakest employees. Always an
unpleasant task, and one James was very happy to leave to Geoff. One of the
first to go was Dan, and he did not take it well. In many ways, he now
understood why Alex had such a poor relationship with his father. Dan had
difficulty thinking about anyone but himself and, sadly, it appeared that
his priorities did not include his own son.

When he walked into the gym the sneer on Dan's face told Geoff he had
recognised him instantly. Life with Alex was about to get a whole lot more
complicated.

`Ah, so I see! So this is where the bastard who sacked me hides, is it? In
a working-class gym on the poor side of Tweedaldon. I should have guessed
that only someone like you could have dragged me here!'

`And hello to you too, Dan. Congrats on getting that new job, I did send
you an email saying the same.'

`Oh, so that was what it was about!' replied Dan with a sarcastic smile. `I
binned it as I assumed you just wanted boast about the extra millions you
had earned this year while you impoverished my family!'

Geoff, shook his head, he was not going to rise to that. `Look Dan, let's
keep work out of this, okay? As you know so well yourself, business is
never personal. We are here because your son likes jujitsu, remember, and
nothing else?'

`We?' questioned Dan, `I am here because of Alex, yes that is so. Why you
are here? I have no idea, and, frankly, I do not want to!'

Geoff had caught Alex's eye as he hovered around just out of earshot in he
carpark. He looked mortified and Geoff knew that he was well aware that the
conversation had gone badly so far, despite Geoff's best efforts. Yet, he
had a glimmer of hope that he could turn things around. Well, that was
before disaster struck in the shape of Ryan.

`Hey Geoff! I have really missed you!' the teenager shouted as he ran up to
him.

Then, and much to Geoff's horror, Ryan locked him in an embrace and kissed
him full on his lips.

Geoff did not hear the playful jeers and taunts from the other teenagers as
they left the jujitsu session. Nor did he hear Dan tell Alex that they were
leaving right away. His entire focus was on getting out of this vindictive
little asshole's embrace.

`What in the hell ...! What do you think you were doing Ryan?' Geoff
demanded when he finally managed to prise the boy from his lips.

`Awe Geoff. I thought you would be pleased to see me,' replied Ryan
innocently.

`You know damn well that was not why you did that!' retorted Geoff.

`Oh, will you look at that! Your little boyfriend has run away with daddy!'
Ryan said with a chuckle as he looked beyond Geoff. `I think you must have
spooked him.'

Geoff spun around just in time to watch Dan's SUV leave the car park with
Alex, white faced and miserable, as he looked back at him through the
passenger window.

Geoff turned around to face the smiling teenager once more. `You knew
exactly what you were doing, didn't you Ryan?'

Ryan stood there with a look of defiance on his face.

`Yes, of course I did,' he confessed. `If I can't have you, then you can't
have him, Geoff. It's as simple as that. You'll get over it!'

_________________


It was 1 AM in the morning and Geoff could not sleep. The cause was not the
late summer thunderstorm that shook the house as torrential rain beat down
hard against the old tiles on his farmhouse roof. Although, the weather did
match his mood. Even the hot chocolate drink he had made went untouched. He
knew that this would be another sleepless night. He simply could not move
on from the events of three weeks ago, nor could he forget about Alex.

If Geoff was able to stomach alcohol, he would have drowned his sorrows in
whiskey weeks ago. He had lost count of the days since that disaster, which
he still remembered as if it were only yesterday. Within an hour, Hannah
had received a call from Alex's mother to say that he would no longer
attend the jujitsu club and that she wished to withdraw his
subscription. It was no compensation that she had not mentioned any reason
for this decision. Yet, Geoff knew that he was the reason. He could not
really blame Alex's parents. His behaviour was way beneath his own
standards, despite the fact there was little he could have done to prevent
it. Ryan had certainly had his revenge.

While being kissed by sixteen-year-old boy was not illegal, he had to agree
with Hannah that he had let her down by even allowing such a possibility to
occur. Failing his best friend had left Geoff mortified. It was the last
thing he would ever have wished to do. He knew how much effort Hannah had
put into building her business. His help notwithstanding, financial or
otherwise. This was her life and he could have put it in jeopardy because
of his, yes, selfish preference for boys. There was no excuse for that and
he knew he should have known better. Hannah forgave him, of course, but
that was not the point. It should have never happened.

Then there was Alex, the boy had put all his trust in him to ensure they
could meet safely and build a great relationship. Instead, he had driven
away the very people he needed to help make this happen, his parents. He
knew that Alex was not in a happy place. He had now made it worse. Of
course, he knew that his father's inability to connect with his son was an
underlying reason. It made his poor business relationship with his father
even more unfortunate. Yet, things might have been recoverable had Ryan not
intervened.

Right now, Geoff felt that his life as he knew it was over, and he needed a
fresh start. The only way to get over, both, this disaster and Alex was to
leave. He would sell up his half of the business to James and find a quiet
spot somewhere in the sun where he could lose himself. And then he heard a
knock on his door.

At first, he thought it was just the wind and rain as the storm had now
reached its height. Then he heard it again. This time there was no
mistaking it, somebody was outside his door, but who the hell would be out
at this time of night, and on a night like this?

Wrapped in only his bath robe, Geoff opened the door to a complete shock.

`Alex! What the hell are you doing here?'