Almost Heaven

Part 4

From the Goofasaurus

Eric Murphey

"You cant take him yet!" I cry out to him.

"No, No. No. Hes nowhere near ready for that yet. I have a new boy coming in two days time for you. You need to prepare Colton."
"No bring him now. I don't want him to suffer anymore than he already has." I tell Gabe.

"Cant. Its not time yet."
"No its time. Last time with Colt you said... then I asked God and then you were here. Do that again." I ask pleading not knowing what kind of abuse this new boy is suffering. I don't care either. I just want it to be over for him.

"Micah. Sometimes in life humans have to have things happen to put their life in the trajectory that the Almighty has for them. This is one of those times. There is nothing either of us can do."
I sigh.

"Here come lay down. I will rub your shoulders." he tells me.

I do feel rather stressed, and I don't want to see a boy have to go through anything bad. But if it is out of everyone's hands but the only one who is sovereign then I guess there is nothing that can be done. I suppose trust him. But sometimes that's really hard even in this situation.

I lay down and Gabe rubs my shoulders and it feels so amazing that I am relaxed quickly and start thinking.

"Gabe I noticed Colts bruises and cuts are nearly healed. Do we heal faster here?"
""While you are here Micah you wont age at all. You wont get sick and you cant be hurt. The boys will age at the normal progression. They cant be hurt but certainly don't tell them that. They will be diving off the top of the Ferris wheel." he adds chuckling.

"Yeah they are adventurous.
"Also Colt asked me about the dishes. We put the in the dishwasher and then they are gone next time we open it."
"I have no idea."
"I have a lot of questions But I'm too tired to ask them now. I will make a list next time you show up and ask them."

"You can always get me here. Just have to say my name three times."
"Yeah like the Candy man, or Beetleguese." I say smiling.
"I don't understand the references."

"Its from movies. Ones a scary one and the other one is funny scary. But to get them you have to say there name three times."
"Ah." he says as I yawn and cant help it I fall asleep.

I wake up as I see the sun coming up. I go get a coffee and sit on the porch and watch it. After my cup is done I go get another and go back out. Its so peaceful here. No traffic, sirens, people screaming, just the creations of our creator. Its so odd to look at the sky and not see jet trails. But its also rather nice. Not like after 9-11 that time it was creepy.

I'm slowly rocking back and forth thinking what to do with Colt today, and of course tell him he wont be the only guest with me soon. I hope he takes it well. I am trying to think the best way to tell him when he steps out on the porch looking at me confused.

"I couldn't find you. I got kind of scared."
"Oh I'm sorry buckaroo. Come here." I say hold out my arm inviting him to me.

He sidles over to me and I wrap my arm around him.

"I'm really am sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you."
He climb sup on my lap and I wrap my arm around him and rest it on his tummy. I kiss the top of his head.

"Did you sleep well?"
"Yes sir. Did you?"
"I did." I figure now and honest is the best choice. I don't want to do this. I'm worried he will be upset from it. But I plug on.

" Gabe was here last night after you went to sleep?"
He looks up at me.

"He said that we would be getting another guest in a couple of days."
He doesn't say anything just runs his fingertips over the top of my hand and arm.

"How do you feel about that?" I ask after a minute or two.

"Confused." he answers.

"How so?"
"I feel a lot right now and I cant really figure it all out yet. I'm happy that another boy wont be hurt anymore of course. But I'm scared that you wont pay attention to me anymore. I want us to be alone." he answers honestly.
"I understand what your saying. But I cant ignore you or not pay attention to you. I love you lots. But I think that when the new boy gets here that you wont pay attention to me. Because you will have a new friend to help get better. One that you will tell all kinds of secret things to and will tell you all kinds of secret things back. I'm worried I'm the one that will get left out. I know it sounds selfish of me. But Its how I feel." I tell him.

"No I think that we will both be helping him and that we will all be together all the time."

"You know your awful smart young man. I bet you are 100% right in that."
He smiles at my praise of him. I am a little worried about it. But I wanted to allay his fears. I figured if I said that fear he would see his fear was as silly as mine.

"So I have a project for us today. After we have breakfast. What would you like?"
"Granola cereal and 7 grain bread toasted with butter." he tells me.

I give him a strange look.
"Its what my dad always ate and I was never allowed to have it. He said its wasteful to give such good stuff to a kid."
"Then that's exactly what we will have. You sure you don't want plain oatmeal?"
He giggles.

"I'm real sure of that."
"Come on apple cheeks lets go get breakfast."
He just shakes his head as he gets off my lap smiling softly.

"I should have asked Gabe about the corn. I think it ready to be brought in. Though I'm not positive about it."
"Can you call him?"he asks as we are walking into the house.

"In a way I suppose."
I punch in what he wants to eat It sounds kind of nice to me as well. So I get the same and it is nice with the dates and stuff in it. After we get done and start putting the dishes in the dishwasher I tell him.

"I asked Gabe about the dishes. He said he didn't know."
He nods he heard me but I can tell he is thinking.

"Come on sugar bear I got a project for us today. Then if you want after we can go fishing again. If you want to that is."

His eyes got huge and his head nodding.

"Oh yes I want to very much Micah. I liked it very much." then he looks down at the ground. "But, I hope you catch one this time."

I snatch him up and hug him to me and quickly kiss him on the cheek.

"I don't think me catching one would be anymore exciting then seeing you catch one. That made me so happy and excited for you. I cant possibly think it would be better if I caught one."
His face gets very serious.

"Oh it is fun. You will like it."
"We will see. Now lets go get dressed so we can get our project done and get you to the river to fish some more."
"Cool." he answers as I walk into his room and toss him on the bed from my arms making him laugh as I do.

"So what are we going to do?"
"You will see my young friend."
I pull out some jeans and a long sleeve shirt for him I grab socks and undies and a pair of work boots. I get it all for him and he gets dressed. I head to my room and get the same attire for me and get dressed. Once done we start walking out to the barn because I know that what I want will be there. We open the big doors and reveal a beautiful tractor. Oh boy I get excited just looking at it. He is racing around it and climbing on it. HM I think even God gets a John Deere. He is in the cab bouncing on the seat acting like he is driving making tractor noises.

"Come on farmer Fred we will do that soon enough."

I venture back into the barn and see the workbench with wood working tools. Now I grew up and my father was a carpenter. He was a good one too. Its the only thing he did well. He was a horrible person. But he took pride in his work and made me learn the trade. I was a less than enthusiastic student at first. But then I started to enjoy it. Certainly not being with him. But the actual work of it. It is extremely gratifying to take lumber and create something beautiful. A home for a family. A chair or piece of furniture. Its all just amazing to me and I loved it. OK I love it.

I select a nice piece of oak and I cut it to the size I want with Cole helping me. I explain things to him as i go through the process. I know he cant be hurt here but I still make him put on safety glasses. He asked about gloves and I told him that a lot of the time working with tools you don't want them because they can get caught in a spinning part and hurt you very badly. He nodded and we worked.

I cut the edges down and gave it a nice design with a router and then I carefully etched with a pencil what I wanted on it. I edge out the word on the sign and he smiles as he sees it

"What do you think so far?"
He grins.

"I thought Shamalla was the perfect name for here. So we needed a sign for the porch I thought."
He smiles and I get him to sanding it. This is the worst and most boring part in my opinion. I start a smaller sign for under it that reads. Gods Secret Garden.

He sees it and smiles as he sands away. He doesn't seem to mind it as he works away on making it smooth. I watch him as I start sanding this one and he will sand away a good while and feel it then decide either to keep working that area or move to a new spot. It takes us a couple hours to get it perfect. It has to be its for Gods secret garden anything less would be wrong. OK its not perfect. But its as close as I can come. We put a nice stain on it and he looks at it and seems happy with it. I know I am.

"Lets go fishing buddyroo."

He smiles and takes off towards the river.

"Hey don't you want to put some cooler clothes on?" I shout after him.

"NOPE! LAST ONE THERE IS A ROTTEN EGG!!!!!" then he races off.

I catch up to him as I see him running across the water. Now that's a sight that is a little odd to see. But it was so cute hearing him laugh as he did. He gets to the shed and I'm right behind him and he pulls out one of the short lawn chairs and sets it up and races back to get the other. I'm getting the poles and tackle out and carry that over. He is taking off his boots and socks as I do. I think this is a fine idea and follow suit.

He gets his pole and says to the ground.

"Mr worm I need your help for a fish." he says it with the utmost seriousness in his voice.

Sure enough a worm pops up and he holds it up.

"Thank you Mr Worm." he tells it and puts it on his hook. He casts out and leans back smiling.

I finally manage to wrestle my boots and socks off and look at the ground and a worm pops up.

I bait my hook and think I shouldn't kill a poor worm when I don't really want to catch a fish. But I'm not doing it for me. I cast out and we sit in silence a good hour.

"Whats his name?" Colt asks me half startling me.

"I didn't ask."
"Why not?"
"I was scared he was going to take you back already. I wasn't ready for that. I want you to stay with me forever. But I know too that we are here so you can become the boy you are supposed to be. So that you can go back to earth and become the man you are supposed to be. So I cant think like that because its selfish of me to be like that. But I cant help it. I love you so very much."

"Yeah." he says looking at the ground looking guilty because he had been thinking along the same lines that he doesn't want to go back either. We are so happy now. But it is how it has to be and we both know it. A moment later he asks me.

"How old is he?"
"I tell you what honey bee say Gabes name three times he said he will show up if we do that."
"Like Beetleguese?" he says with a playful look on his face.

I laugh.

"That's what I told him."

He giggles at me. I guess that movies is still kind of popular. I heard before I got here that they are making a second part. But I don't know if it will be as good as the old one.

He looks at me waiting for me to do it.

"Its your questions you call him."
"What if he gets mad?"

"I don't think he would be mad. He told me to call on him if I needed him, and I'm sure that applies to you as well."
He decides I'm correct in this and he looks at me and says.

"Beetleguese." and I just roar with laughter after.

He then softly repeats Gabe three times. A moment later Gabe is walking towards us from behind the shed.

"What can I do for you Colton?" he asks smiling.

"Gabe can you call me Colt now. I'm a new boy now and Colton is scared a lot. Colt he is super strong and doesn't let people take advantage of him."
Gabe smiles at him with understanding in his eyes

"Of course Colt. Now what can I do for you?"
"Well, Micah was telling me about the new boy coming and he didn't ask nothing about him."
"Yes that's correct. I am certain though because he was very scared I was taking you home and away from him."
"Yeah he said that. So whats the new boys name?"
"His name is Oliver. I can give you a sheet with his information in it. You can also watch is life on channel 777 like Micah did with you."
"You never told me that." he looks at me. I cant decide what the look means.

"I forgot sorry. But we can certainly do that later."

"We sure will." he tells me.

I like that he is getting to the point he is able to say what he wants. I know that on earth this would have taken so much longer I'm sure. But in this magical place its happening so much faster. In a way I'm thrilled with that. In other ways I'm not. Because if he heals faster then he will leave faster. I know. I'm a selfish prick. But after a lifetime of not being able to share my love for a boy. Now I can and I don't want it to end But I also know that when it does I will be sad and thrilled at the same time. Not to mention I will have another boy here to love as well. But its not going to be Colt and I don't know when that will be. For him I hope its soon so he can get to a happy life he hasn't known before. But for me I hope its a long time. I'm so selfish.

Gabe hands me the information about Oliver. I hand it to Colt before I read it.

He looks it over reading it and hands it back to me.

I read it.

Oliver. aged 13 years

Abuse. Mental and physical.

Current location Broken Bow Oklahoma at a conversion therapy camp.

"Gabe not to change the subject because this is by far the most important. However the corn looks ready to bring in."
"It is you can do it tomorrow. Its only 60 acres so it wont take forever."
"OK. But neither of us has an idea how to do it."
"Has that been a problem before?"

"No I suppose not."

"As always the knowledge will be there for you as you need it."
"When I go back will I retain this information?" I ask him.

"Yes everyone here will return with the knowledge they obtain here."
"Cool." I answer him. OK not the most articulate answer. But its what I said.

"Do you have anything else for me?" he asks us.

"No Gabe thank you for answering our questions."
"Yeah Gabe thanks." Colt tells him as well.

Soon after Gabe takes his leave of us. While his appearance is that of a boy. I know he is probably thousands of years old and has seen much more than either of us will ever see. Its a comforting thought in many ways but also kind of frightening to think of that much time in one lifetime. Well for a person that is. I imagine for an angel its no big thing.

We sit a while longer still no bites.

"I'm going to go get us something to eat and will be back shortly." I inform Colt.

"Thanks Micah. I kinda don't want to stop fishing just yet."

I head back to the house and make a picnic lunch for us. I put things in it I know he will enjoy. A turkey sandwich for each. Some chips and sodas. A little bit of sweets. I carry the backpack back and when I get there I spread out a blanket on the ground next to the bank and he joins me.

"Thanks Micah."
"Anytime fisher boy.
"Not much of a fisher boy. today. Haven't caught anything."
I think about this as we eat and I think though I'm not sure that the time he isn't catching something he is being given time to think about things and catching a fish would interrupt that process. Again not sure. But it certainly seems that way. I think I don't catch them becauae I don't really care. I wasn't joking when I said I doubt it would be as exciting for me to catch a fish.

We had taken our lines out of the water so we could eat without any possible interruption. After we have a nice hearty lunch I yawn.

"I'm sleepy for some reason." I tell him.

"I kind of am too."

"Seems like this is as good a place as any to take a nap."
I stretch out on the blanket and he lays next to me his arm over my belly and his head on my shoulder.

"I love you Colt."
I can feel him grin.

"I love you too Micah."

Very soon after that the sandman takes us to his realm. I wake some time later. No idea how long I was asleep for. I suppose it really doesn't matter because time apparently has no more relevance to me while I'm here. Seeing as how I wont age. I open my eyes and its so beautiful here. I look over to the edge of the woods and see a doe walking out. She looks at us like. Who the fuck are you and where did you come from. It walks up slowly to us and sniffs Colts ear. I guess it thought he was pretty interesting so it sticks out its tongue and licks him a few times. Colt in his sleep brushes away the intruder of his dreams. I'm just watching amazed by it. I reach up and pet the deer on his head and scratch behind its ears. She looks at me and it seems like it smiles at me. I smile back because I have never felt a deer before. I am not a hunter and have no desire to be. My hunting for meat takes place at the grocery store for good deals. Or at least it was in the past. I stop petting the creature and he sniffs Colt again and licks him a few more times. Colt starts giggling in his sleep and I see his eyes flutter open. He giggles at the doe licking him.

"Good morning." he says giggling to the doe. He starts petting it and it seems to really enjoy that. Colt sits up and wraps his arms around the does neck.

"Thanks for the kisses."

The deer looks at him and I'm so filled with love for this little guy right now him showing so much love to one of Gods creatures.

"I got to get back to fishing my deer friend." he giggles at that. "But you can hang out if you want to sir." he tells it.

"I think its a girl deer."

"No fuzzy bunny balls?" he says giggling.

"No. No fuzzy bunny balls." I laugh back.

"Sorry Mrs deer. But you can still hang out if you want to."

Colt gets up and goes back to his chair and the deer follows him over and lays next to him.

I'm thinking well if this don't beat all. I get up and cast my line into the water.

We are sitting there a few minutes when Colt lets out a holler and I see his line going down into the water. I guess his thinking time is over. The deer just opens its eyes and looks at Colt. He reels in the fish and I snag it with a net.

"Boy howdy that's a big one." I exclaim.

"Biggest one I caught so far." he answers with glee.

"Should I save him for supper?"

"No lets put him back I can catch him another time for supper. We had fish yesterday. It was real good but I don't want it everyday."
"I can understand that."
He takes the fish off the hook like I showed him yesterday. Thing is it seems I'm given the information how to do things and he learns from me most of it. Like with the woodworking. I had to explain it all to him. But its good because I like doing that. I like teaching a boy to do things that are new and exciting to him.

We fish a good while longer. Him catching fish left and right. A while later momma deer pokes her head out and seems to be calling her baby to her. Because the doe gets up licks Colt bye kind of nods at me and takes off.

"See you Mary." he says to the doe.

"Its Mary is it?"
"Yes sir."
"Sounds like a fine name for a doe."
"I think so."
"I think your right. I'm also thinking since its the deers supper time its probably ours too."
"I am getting hungry."

"Well, I imagine you caught pretty near 20 fish."

I reel in my line and he does as well. We put our gear in the shed and walk back to the house with the picnic pack on my back and him taking my hand into his.

I think this is how life is supposed to be. Just happy and filled with lots of joyful moments.

"So hunny bunny what would you like to have for supper?"
I ask him as we walk into the house.

"I don't know. I'm hungry. But I don't know what sounds real good."
"I get that sometimes. Lets see here. How about some tacos and beans on the side?"
"That sounds nice."
"You don't sound excited about it though."

"Its sounds OK."
"Pizza?"
"Nah."
"I know what I will make and you will like it. I'm sure of it."

I put in what I want and a moment later half a dozen grilled cheese appear when the door lifts to the IGM. I grab some chips as well and he gets us two plates and then some Texas Juice. Hadn't had any today. So we got to prove we are worth our weight by having one.

He takes a bite.

"Yeah this is perfect."
"Whenever I don't know what to eat I have grilled cheese and its always nice."
"Can I have some tomato soup too please?"
"Sure Colt. Whatever your heart desires. I get up and get him some tomato soup and think I want some fat crinkle cut fries. I get some of those for us to share and grab ketchup from the fridge.

"MM Perfect." I say.
"You said that before. I know but I was wrong then. This is perfect now."
I smile and start back to eating. The fries were a perfect addition. I didn't get soup because I don't like tomato soup. My days of eating something I don't like because I have no choice are over. I had to do that nearly my whole life. From my parents to prison. Only a couple years was I able to do and eat what I wanted. I wasted that time. I wont do that again.

"Boy Howdy that was gooooood." he says using his drawl to his advantage.

"Ain't that the truth super boy."
"Super boy?" he questions me for the first time on his multitude of nicknames.

"Sure. You're a boy and I sure think you are super."
He smiles and blushes.

"We better get these dishes done up." I tell him.

Yeah then take showers cuz we smell like girls huh?"

I laugh at him.

"You are so funny." I tell him.

"Micah I can get my clothes this time."
"OK Colt whatever you want to do. I'm there for you."
He smiles and we do the dishes and put them in the washing machine? Evaporator? No idea what it really is.

We go to our separate rooms and I get showered and get some sleeping pants and slip them on. I grab a t-shirt its plain this time. No Goofasuarus for me this time. I smile though as I think about it. That was funny to me.

I head back out and flip on the TV and I am watching some program I've never seen before and he comes out and sit on my lap. OK that's the first shock of it. The second is that he is naked. I think about it but sure don't say anything. Though I am curious about it.

"What would you like to watch?" I ask him.

"Oliver."
"All right. We should because he is going to be joining us soon and we really do need to know what he is going through. You are a good boy thinking of others like that."
Now I had planned on when he went to bed to watch but it was his suggestion. I turn on the TV and turn it to 777 and there he is.

"Do you think hes cute?" I'm asked.

"Yes, he is."
He is very cute. Oliver. is 13 as was mentioned before. He has blonde hair cut in a paige boy haircut which he is much too old for. But looks cute on him. He has brown eyes making me question if his blonde hair wont change soon.

"Do you think hes cuter than me?"
"He is cute in different ways than you." I tell him.

As we start watching we see some guy at the front preaching. Or I suppose he thinks he is preaching the gospel. But from what I've learned everything he is saying is completely wrong.

"God doesn't make fags. He hates them. Its an abomination to him for two men to lie together. It is said they should be put to death......." he carries on with his hate filled screaming at about 30 boys ages 10 to 18 it looks like. I don't want to hear it and I know I don't want Colt hearing this bullshit. I skip forward and Oliver. is naked in a chair strapped down. A strap around his flaccid penis and he has electrodes attached to his balls and other sensitive parts of his body. He is being forced to watch videos of women at this time masturbating. We see a close up of his flaccid penis. Then a man walks into the picture and his cock starts to inflate seeing a nude man.

"Pervert!!!!" Someone screams then I see his body convulse as he lets out a scream. They are shocking the poor boy.

I feel Colt cringe as I do. I turn it off I don't think either of us needs to see more of the abuse he is getting so he wont be a fag anymore. These backwards, retarded rednecks don't realize that God creates everyone for a purpose and how HE wants them. You cant change that. Idiots.

"Lets watch something happy now. What would you like to watch?"
"I don't know. What did you like to watch when you were a boy?"

"Anything that wasn't wrestling. Its all my father seemed to watch."
"Pick a movie for us please Micah." he pleads.
I am thinking he doesn't know that many to pick from because of how his life was. I think of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and put it on. About half way through the movie I pause it and go make some popcorn and get us some more Dr Pepper. I sit down and he is back on my lap as soon as I am. I figure just set the popcorn on his lap and we can both get to it easiest that way.

We enjoy the rest of the movie and he loved the thing. I did too I had never really seen but parts of it.

"Shall we head to bed or relax on the porch again?"
"I don't have school or nuthin tomorrow. So lets porch it." he says smiling.

"Sounds like a plan to me then."

I notice as he walks out in front of me he grabs the banjo. I guess he liked that. I had brought it in last night. I don't think it would get damaged leaving it outside like that here. But I didn't want to risk it. No reason to not take care of things. I think I'm an idiot and go back and get two iced teas. I head back out and set them down. He hands me the banjo.

I sit and he leans back to listen. I start to play Cripple Creek.

"Aren't you going to put those things on your finger and thumb?"
I stop.

"No, that's very observant though. See this song is called Cripple Creek and its more strumming the strings then picking at them. That's why people use finger picks."
"Oh. Sorry didn't mean to interrupt.
"No don't be sorry. It was a good question. Like whats the difference between a violin and a fiddle?"
He shrugs.

"A violin has strings. A fiddle has straaangs."
"Oh your silly." He answers immediately but giggling.

I go back to it.

He was tapping his feet in the air since they don't reach the ground. When I get done he claps.

"I like that one but it wasn't real fast like the others.

"Not all banjo songs are fast. I play this one slow. But others play it fast. I just like this one a bit slower."
"Can you play that one fast one again you did last night. I liked that one."
"I cant remember which it was. Was it this?" I ask playing a few bars from Foggy Mountain Breakdown.

"Yepper."

He is up and dancing as I start back the fast pace of the song. When I get done he flops back on the chair like last night.

"You are real good at that."

"Not really. I do OK But I'm certainly not any Earl Scruggs, JD Crowe, Bill Emerson or Sonny Osborne. But I do OK."
"I got no idea who any of them people are. I just know I like when you play."
"Let me tell you they were some of the best banjo players ever."
"Don't matter to me who they are. I like your playing just fine."
"I like to play its fun to me."
I start another song. Not anything anyone knows just one I made up when I was younger. Hes up and dancing around the porch again. Last night was great fun watching him have fun. Tonight is even better because hes naked and I watch his boy bits flop around.

We sit out and he enjoys a few more songs I play for him. Then he just walks down the steps of the porch when I put the banjo to the side. I follow him out and we lay in the cool grass again.

He scoots up to me and lays his head on my shoulder. I cup his small soft bottom.

We lay there a good while and I cant help but ask.

"Colt I don't care at all. But why are you naked tonight?"

He thinks a moment before answering me.

"I was thinking that you like boys. I know I'm not cute or nothing cuz you didn't try to do nothing with me."

I lift his chin so he is looking at me.

"Colt you are very cute. But with what all you have been through with your father. I didn't want to do anything like that unless you said you wanted to."

"You want me to suck you off? You can put it in my butt if you like. Because I want you to feel good."
"Why would you want that?"
"Because you make me feel good all day. Around you I'm not nervous. I'm happy and I know I'm safe with you and loved most of all."
"So you want to do it for me to feel nice?"
"Yes sir."
I think a while about what he said. Not forever but I would guess a good fifteen minutes anyway.

I turn on my side so he is on his back on the grass and I kiss from his ears down his body. He isn't saying anything. I don't know if its because of his past or that he is enjoying it. But I just know what I am doing is the right thing. I get to his dangler hes still only half erect and I gently start to stroke him and he moans out as I rub across his head a few times and then swirl my fingers. I am watching inches away fascinated by his penis. I have never in my life had the opportunity to play with a boy so young. I am so thrilled and so excited. I take his loveliness into my mouth and he gasps at the new feelings. I start to work his boyhood in my mouth and lift up one of his legs and gently run my finger over the top of his anus. I know its been used and abused for a long time by his father without any regard for Colt or his enjoyment or even lack of pain. I'm thinking his father was just a sadistic prick. I mean I get it that some people like that. But do it with a willing partner for crying out loud. His pucker is moist from my saliva coming from his cock so I gently press in and find his boy button. The orgasm initiator. I start bumping his prostate as I work his cock. His breath is becoming more raspy and I speed up and it densest take another minute and he has his hands on the back of my head trying to force even more cock into my mouth than he has. His anus clamping my finger like a vice. I guess his father wasn't very big because his hole was so very tight. I give him a moment to gather his bearings and I slip my finger from him and release his still hard cocklet from my mouth. I wipe my finger on the grass quickly as I lay back on my back.

"That was pretty awesome Colt. Thanks for suggesting it. I guess I should get you to bed now." I say getting up and picking up his very relaxed body in my arms and I carry him inside and lay him in his bed.

"Sleep well sexy boy."
I kiss him on the forehead after I cover him up. I head to my room and lay down in bed and it takes me maybe 5 strokes to cum having a massive orgasm. I know I could have had Colt help me. I know he offered. But I just wanted it to be about him tonight. From my thoughts and his reactions he has never had anyone ever attend to his needs. Selfish. I clean up the pool of cum that's, well everywhere so pool isn't the right description. I will say mess and leave it at that. I was out like a light seconds after.

I wake up and Colt is standing beside my bed. Waiting for me to wake up I think.

"You could have woke me up Spartacus." I answer in a scratchy morning voice
"No I wanted to let you sleep."

"I'm sorry I slept longer than you. Lets hurry up and get some breakfast in your tummy tum tum." I pat his belly as I say it.
"You're silly." he tells me giggling.

I throw on some shorts and a t-shirt. I walk out to the kitchen barefooted.

"What would you like young man?"
"Is biscuits and gravy OK? I had it once and liked it a lot."

"If you want I will make you bacon." I tell him.

"Um can I have bacon too?"
"Sure why not."
I punch in the order into the IGM. Man I love this thing. I know I keep saying that. But picture this. You just get home from work. You are beat and starving. The last thing you want to do is make a meal. Just punch it in and in seconds you have your hearts desire. I mean that's amazing. How can I not keep going on about it?
I set the plate with the biscuits and gravy and the other with bacon on it. I think I just want corn flakes today. So I punch it in. I get some coffee for me and juice and milk for Colt. Older guys don't need as much stuff like that. Well, we do I just keep telling myself that lie. I figure if I hear it enough I will believe it It was Hitlers plan and it worked. Tell the same lie long enough and people will start to believe it.

Colt is happily eating away and asks so kindly.

"Do you want some of the bacon?"
"No thank you. I don't like bacon."
He accepts this like its normal. Most people freak the fuck out. What are you crazy? Yes probably but that has nothing to do with my lack of desire to eat bacon. For all I truly know this is all in my head and I'm in some psyche ward somewhere whacked out of my head. But if it is. I like it don't fix me.

"I like your shirt." I tell him.

It reads Fisher boy.

"Yeah I thought it was pretty cool too." he tells me after he swallows his bite.

I hadn't even looked at mine. I look and laugh.

"What?"
Did you read mine?"
He reads it out loud and laughs.

"Not Fisher boy."
"Yeah I think God is very funny most of the time."
"Yep sure is Goofasuarus." he tells me laughing hard.

"Yeah that was one he wasn't." I say deadpan and it makes him laugh harder.

When he calms down he gives me a serious look.

"We need to do something really nice for Oliver. when he gets here."

"You think like a super nice meal and a cake? I mean I would throw him a party. But its just us and Gabe."
"Maybe you could have Gabe invite some other angels and stuff."

"I love you so much for thinking about this and wanting to make him feel special and wanted. However, if you showed up here the first night and there was a ton of people you didn't know. How would you have felt?"
He thinks a moment.

"I think you are right. I would have been super scared and it wouldn't have been any fun at all."
"So super nice meal and a cake?"

"And streamers and a sign saying Welcome to Shamallah Oliver.!!!"
"I think that can be done and its a really smart idea. He will feel more welcome then. Of course he will still be scared from his abuse. But I think it will help him some."
"I know its real hard to watch but I think we should watch some more about him." he tells me.

I'm thinking whose the grownup that is supposed to be the one having good ideas.

"I know you're right. But first we got to bring in the corn."

"Can we get a cow so we can be a cow farm too?"
"Sure we can be a cow farm if you want to be. You want a girl cow or boy?"

"Girl so we can get milk and stuff."
I start to argue we can get milk from the container in the fridge or from the IGM. But, I just agree by nodding my head.

"I would bet you that right now there's a girl cow in the barn waiting to be milked."

He grins and starts to race off to the barn. I think of letting him go. But that isn't right.

"You're dishes."
He turns around and gives me a sheepish look.

"Sorry, got excited."

I help and we head to the barn together. Sure enough there is a girl cow sitting right there.

He grins.

"Hiya Susie. Glad to meet you I'm Colt and this is Micah. Welcome to Shamallah." he tells her while he grabs a three legged stool and a tin bucket. He gets in there all nine years of his little self and starts to milking the cow like hes been doing it his whole life. He gets a lot of milk I think. I don't know shit about cows. Pretty sure that much is obvious when I call them girl and boy cows. But he is so happy while hes doing it.

"Gee thanks Susie for the milk. I need lots of milk cuz I'm a growing boy and we need calcium which you put in there for us. So thanks for that too." he rattles on like that and I just smile and watch. When he gets done he carries the pale out and sets it down. Its plum full. HM.

"Thanks Susie Ill see you after supper to get more."
"MOOOOOO." she responds.

He rubs her neck and pats her face lightly and she turns and licks the side of his head.

"Aww shucks Susie." he says giggling and trying in vein to wipe off the cow slobber.

"Come on Colt lets get that milk in the house and we got to get into the field the sun has been up way to long. Its gonna take us most of the day to get it done. But I think it will be fun."

He smiles and we walk back up and put the milk in a container and in the fridge. He carries the bucket back swinging in too and fro as we walk back.

"Farming is fun." he tells me.

"I think so. But we got it a lot easier than regular farmers. We don't have weeds and bugs and things like that to hurt the crops."
"Still fun."
"I agree penguin pie."
He laughs at me.

"Now you are just making them up."
"So it makes us both giggle."
He nods his head and we put the pale back and I see the tractor again. Oh boy I'm gonna be farming today.

I climb up into the combine and Colt comes behind me and we sit in the cab. I start her up and I'm as excited as a 6 year old Christmas Eve. Colt sits on my lap and I pull out of the barn and start into the field after I engage the combine parts. I reach up and turn on the radio and its Flatt and Scruggs playing.

"We are farming now boy!!!" I half holler at him. Music is a bit loud.

"YEEE HAAWWW!!!!" is his response.
I reach up and turn the music down some.

"We should have got straw cowboy hats."
"That would have been perfect." he agrees.

"I betcha one thing though buddy. I bet when we go in for lunch there's a couple for us somewhere."
"I bet your right." he giggles.

I make our way around the field a half a dozen times and you would think it would be monotonous. To a lot of people I'm sure it would be. But not to me. Its like a dream come true for me. Its all I have ever wanted is a little farm. But with the costs of equipment and land its nearly impossible for a working man to get into something like that. Unless he hits the lotto or something. I say this because I know the machine I'm driving now new is at least $500,000 and can be up to a million for it. Which is just ridiculous to me. I understand a lot of work goes into it. But a million dollars? Got to have a lot of land to pay for that. Because you aren't gonna get but about $500 an acre fore corn if you are lucky. So lots of land for sure. Glad I'm here and not there.

Regardless I'm happier then a pig in shit. Colt seems to be having a good time too.

"Here you drive farming boy."
"Really?" he asks not believing what I said.

"Yeah here ya go." I say and take my hands off the wheel. He nearly has a heart attack I think trying to get to the steering wheel.

"Buddy we aren't gonna crash. We are in the middle of a field and going 4mph. I think we are OK."
"Still don't do that." he says chastising me.

I scoot him more to the center of my lap so he can steer better.

We get to a turn and he does it perfect.

"Great job farmer John."
"Nu uh. Farmer Colt."
"I stand corrected." I answer laughing.

"Keep going I will be right back." I tell him and slip out from under him and race down the stairs.

"MIIIIIIIIICCCCCAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" he screams after me.

I know he has this. I go get the truck and park it at the end of a row. I hop out and when he is coming around I grab the ladder and climb back up while he is moving. I know not safe at all. But its fun and I know I cant get hurt here. I would never do it regular. I climb back in.

"Don't ever do that again. I was scared to death."
"But you did really well didn't you?"
"Yeah but,…"
"But what I knew you had this." I stop the combine and push the button to let the corn go into the truck.

"Look at all that corn."he says.

"Yep a few hours ago it was all on an ear. Now we got it in a truck. Pretty cool huh?"
"Yep."
When we are empty I go around the field and stop near the house. We cut off the machine and go have some lunch.

I decided we needed a hearty lunch so I got us meatloaf mashed potatoes and green beans.

As we are eating Colt says to me.

"Man you type good."

"What?" I ask not understanding what hes talking about.

"You didn't cook it but you typed it in." he says grinning with a little mashed potato on his chin.

I wipe it off with my finger as I'm laughing.

"You are one smart boy. However, now I'm a little sleepy. We shouldn't have eaten so heavy. Not sure what I was thinking. But it was good."
"Boy howdy."

"We best get back to it. Grab your hat." I tell him because I see two hats now hanging by the door. One at his height and one at mine to grab. Pretty clever of the Creator or whomever puts it there. We head back out and work until sundown. And we are done. Yes. It was great fun. But I don't think I would want to have a thousand acres to do this with. I don't know maybe. It was fun and it was only one day from the crops. I wouldn't mind doing it a few days or a week even. But here its no biggie. On earth with rain and all the other things that can hinder bringing in a crop. I think this would be just fine there. However I may ask to expand this one. See what the powers above me think of it.

We get the tractor put up and the corn in the silos and head in.

"I am sure I'm starving half to death." I tell him.

"You can bet your boots I am too."

"Well, come on little doggie lets get us a mans meal." I say standing as tall as I can and tucking my thumbs in my belt. He smiles and does the same. We mosey over to the IGM and I punch in supper.

I get it out and its two New York strips with asparagus and new potatoes.

"MMMM That sure does smell good."
"Mighty fine. Get us some Texas Juice, snapper and we can eat."

"Sure thing."
We get to eating pretty quickly. Man I do type good. I type well. I type good. Fuck it. Its tasty. We didn't waste time talking while we were eating. It was just to good to stop until it was gone.

He and I clean up our mess, shower, and I head to the couch.

"We should watch some videos of Oliver like you suggested earlier. You sure your only 9?" I ask him and rub his head.

Again he is naked and I'm really REALLY OK with that. I have sleeping pants and no shirt tonight.

"I'm sure." he gets out with a giggle.

I grab the remote and lean back. Hes on my lap before I think my back hit the couch. Again I'm really OK with that.

I turn it on and I see lists we can select. I figure Christmas 6 years old.

"This seems a good place to start I suppose." I tell him and click play.

We see a regular home in Texas decorated for Christmas. We see Oliver there all 6 years old of him looking so adorable. We see his family and he has two older brothers. Twins or so it seems. If not they look an awful lot alike. They seem to be around 12 or so. Also very cute boys. We see his brothers tearing open presents like banshees. When they get done they complain to their parents they didn't get everything they wanted.

"Mommy did I get any presents from Santa?" little Oliver asks.

"No you didn't. Maybe if you were good you would get presents." She says with ice in her voice.

"I tried real hard."
She doesn't even pay attention to his plea, and we follow him to his room and see him sit on his bed crying.

"I tried to be good God. I really did. I did every stuff mommy and daddy asked me and Jake and Zach too. Even the stuff I think you don't like. Mommy always says fags are going to ruin this country and that I better not be one of them. But I kinda like doing that stuff for Jake and Zach. I think I might be one of those fags God and if I am I guess that's why I don't never get no presents."

He lays his head on his pillow and cries himself to sleep.

"Poor little guy." I say wiping tears from my eyes as the screen goes black. Then the next part of his life pops up. Its around the same time I can tell because the Christmas decorations were up.

I see his two brothers walk into his room.

"On your knees bitch." One says to him and grabs his arm and jerks him off the bed. He hits the floor hard.

"Get up faggot." He says and kicks him in the side. Oliver lets out a grunt in pain.

He gets up quickly as his brothers pull out their hard members For 12 they seem to have normal cocks. About 4 inches and they do have a few pubic hairs above it.

"I'm first today." One tells the other.

Oliver gets his mouth over his brothers cock and starts bobbing. His brother grabs his head and starts to fuck his face really hard. He is just slamming into his face and you can see that Oliver is not having fun at all. It doesn't take him long and he shoots a few drops into the young boys mouth.

The other steps in front of him and Oliver starts to take him into his mouth.

"Nu uh. That ain't what I want." he informs him and jerks him up by his arm. He spins him around and jerks down his shorts and I hit stop. No reason for Colt to see this. I don't want to upset him with this. He is probably reliving it in his mind now what has happened to him. I know I am thinking about my father raping me for years. Not a good time for sure. Well, for me anyway. He always seemed to have a great time. Like the old and bad joke Four out of five people enjoy gang rape. Insinuating the fifth is the victim.

We go to the next video if his father beating him savagely that he got a B on his report card. That he isn't raising failures. He seems to be about Colts age here. I felt Colt flinch during this one every time the belt made contact. I think I did too. We watch half a dozen more periods in his life and I cant take anymore I cut the TV off. I go outside grabbing the guitar that's by the door. Yeah I play that too as well as the mandolin. But the banjo is my favorite. I sit on my chair and Colt is in his neither of us saying anything. I start playing a slow and sad sounding song. When I get done I set the guitar aside. We sit and think a good while.

"I thought I was the only kid treated like that." Colt breaks the silence with.

"I wish it was only just one boy. But there are lots of us out there. I want to help all of them."

"Me too." he says nodding his head.

"I know you will bubba, and I know just what we need."

I race inside and come back out with two cups of hot chocolate. Little marshmallows in them getting melty. Meltys a word Taco Bell used it.

But so lovely. He takes a sip.

"MM."
"Yep good typing."
He just giggles and takes another sip.

I pick up my guitar and start playing happier tunes. We enjoy the cocoa and we dance around to the music some and have a good time after the heartache of what we saw.

We have moved from hot chocolate to iced tea now. He takes a sip as he flops on the chair. Not sure how he does that and doesn't spill any. But I've seen him do it a few times now. He sits his glass down.

"You know I never got any Christmas presents either. But I don't have any brothers or sisters getting stuff in front of me. That really sucks for him."
"Yeah I bet it hurt his heart a lot." I tell him.

"I bet it did." he agrees.

I go inside and come back with a plate of chocolate chip cookies. Still warm. We munch on those and just it and think about things. I'm thinking I don't remember ever having Christmas that was good. Neither of these boys has either. Why cant the real world be like the movies. Everyone is all happy at Christmas and everyone gets their greatest want like a Red Ryder BB Gun. Even though they will shoot their eye out. What he is thinking about I have no idea. I see him yawn though. I get up and then pick him up. He wraps his arms and legs around me. He is on my hip and I give him a quick peck on the lips.

"I love you Colt."
He gives me a quick peck back.

"Love you Micah."

I carry him to his room and lay him on his bed. When I lift up I see his cocklet has risen for the occasion.

"Well, hello there." I say to it and gently grab in between two fingers and my thumb and start to gently stroke him. I sit on the edge of the bed then bend over and suck him into my mouth. His hands are on the back of my head just resting. Not forcing anything. He starts moaning and running his fingers through my hair. I lift off as I want him to enjoy this. But I could tell he was getting close because he started pushing up with his hips. I lick his lovely little tight sack. I suck it in between my lips and suck on it gently. I move to his thigh next gently kissing it. I lift up his legs and climb between them. I look at his boy hole and its so perfect. Has that little purplish tint to it. Look so clean and inviting so I dive right in and dine on his boy butt.

"Oh Oh Oh Oh." Colt lets out as I begin.

I start licking around the edges then I delve into the glory of it all. I lick the opening and it opens slightly. I think wonderful. I slip my tongue into him. His hands still on my head had been still. Well, they aren't any longer.

"Oh my..Oh my goodness........I didn't know.......anything could feel.....this gooooooood.....…"
I continue feasting on his lovely little hole a good while. I think he has had about all he can take because he keeps reaching for his cock and I keep taking his hands away. I want to do it. I want him to feel pleasure just for him. I lift up and then take his hardness into my mouth and he lets out a long moan. I rub his anus with my finger and gently slide it home. I feel his boy button and I start sucking him off and finger fucking him at a pretty good pace. It doesn't take him but 30 seconds and his back is arched his toes curled and hes trying to pull out my hair. I don't mind.

"EEEEYYYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" He screams as his orgasm hits.

I suck him gently as I feel his cock spasm in my mouth. This is so hot. My cock is so hard it feels like its going to rip through the skin.

I let loose of his cock when he relaxes. I sit up and cover up a very sweaty and panting boy. I place a kiss on his forehead and go to my room. Where I once again beat the worlds fastest cummers. Maybe 10 stokes and I unleashed my seed. I get cleaned up and am asleep in seconds.

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I sure hope you are enjoying this story. I just posted part 8 on Archive of Our Own. EricMurphey | Archive of Our Own You can wait and see it here if you like. But I am not really a patient person when it comes to stories. So I am giving you the option to read ahead if you like. I know a lof of you enjoyed the story I wrote titled My time With Tommy. I have been working in my head about a new story with Tommy titled More Time With Tommy. If I do it will be posted only on my page not on Nifty. Also I am currently working on a new Mr Jones story as well. It also will not be appearing on Nifty as I use that one word that will get your story deleted. So it also will not be posted on Nifty. I figure why create irritaion for myself becaue it will be deleted probably. I dont like being censored. I especially dont like it when the word was used in a way that was used in that time period. If you want to read that story its now online on my page as well. You will see stories on there I wont even bother trying to post on Nifty. For various reasons. I have had some help from DL Daddy on how to set up the page so people can find it easier. So thanks for that buddy. Hes a really good guy. If you havent read his stories you should. He also has a page there as well. DLdaddy | Archive of Our Own its there.

So hope you are having a beautiful week. Rainy here tonight. But thats good it washes away the grime.

Eric