Date: Sun, 24 Feb 2002 09:36:53 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Amusment Arcade Part 2 This story comes from my imagination. It is fiction. The characters are different as are the places to protect the people who may think that they are involved in this story someway. The mission of this is to bring as close as possible to you part of the life that could have happened. I have the copyright to this and all other stories written by me so if you wish to use this then please ask. This will include all fee-paying sites. The story of a relationship between a man and a boy is in most countries against the law so do please check to protect yourself. Does love really exist? This story I hope will go some way into answering that question. The Amusement Arcade. Part 2 The long Night. I was so angry with Brian. He had taken the control right out of my hands thinking it would be all right for him to do as he did, I was the one who was suppose to be in control. I became angry grabbing Brian to make it clear who was in charge. I ripped his shirt but quickly told him that I would repair it. "How could you do such a thing like that Brian? Of course you can stay here but only when I say or I ask?" I picked up the phone using the re-dial. "Sorry to bother you but May I speak to Mary?" "Hello" "Mary we have a problem and we need to talk urgently. I have a cash and carry to go to so lets meet at the fairground in about 1 hour. Is that OK with you?" It was agreed. I made Brian stay in the car while I did the shopping. I drove to the fair ground just in time. "Thanks for coming but it is important. Pam how about we go round the fair while mum talks to Brian?" We walked off while Mary sat with her son. I could see them talking. I became interested in the fun Pam was having, Balls and then hoops till she won a great big teddy bear, Walking hand in hand trying all the things we could. I got back to see Mary stand. I gave Brian some money to get him and his sister a drink. "Nathan I am so sorry. I know he has been trying to earn money but I believe that this was all my fault. You have become his friend and ours. One thing that I did not expect was for Brian to go overboard as he has. I never thought he would be happy, doing what I told him some men like you did. I was wrong. How do we put this right?" I thought hard. "Well he can stay because I have a party as such to go to. I will take him with me so that he can see how I live. It plain and simple." We walked back to the car and I did not notice the hand in mine as we got to the car. Mary said "Looks likes my son has a friend after all. No matter what's happened, because you made me smile that's all that matters to him." I tucked Pam in the car while Mary explained what was going to happen. It did not take me long to get them home but I still did not feel comfortable with Brian there. I got home and placed the things I had got in the hall. "Brian I need to talk to you. I hope you and Mum had a good talk. You can stay here but I will show you how I live. Take the blue bag and open it. Was, then get dressed up because we are going to go out. "Which room shall I use?" "Brian you use any for now." I dressed downstairs in a white Dinner jacket, Black trousers with a silk drainpipe down the side, a silver waistcoat and white loafers. I waited for some time till I heard the steps. Brian had a small Dinner jacket White trousers, same shirt but did not understand the waistcoat. It was Black and buttoned well. His hair well groomed. He had a gold stud that I asked him if I could remove. I did and replaced it with the two halves of a bear in White gold. I had a pony. The car sounded and a limousine greeted us both. Red the driver was my normal, well-trusted driver on nights out. Why Red, I do not know but he was a colourful person to be around "Red this is my Nephew and we are off to the shell club." It was an hour away. The large house was internally decorated with glass and shells of all kinds. The tables and chairs were carved out of the large washed up logs found on the other side of the world's beaches.. It was all lit up and looked so grand to be taking a boy to. Greeted like royalty we both were taken to a table called The Shack. The Menu all in French was confusing so I helped Brian. I did not feel awkward with him beside me happily talking the best we could. The word Steak was mentioned and his choice were made. I had a bottle of Chateau-nurf due pap. Lemon and Lime for the boy. Now this was no act but I could not eat everything, Brian polished it off. I had a Sorbet but Brian coved his with cream. Something special to finish, I had a good glass of Dom Perinio while I mixed Grenadine with soda for Brian. The bill came in a large Conch shell $88. "We have to live on that every month" Brian kept the shell and we went to the car. "Red lets go to the tower." It was a quick trip to a tower block. There was a party every night and a friend Caroline had told me about this Magician that was going to perform, "Well was the food good?" Brian answered that. "Uncle could not eat it all but I did. He just kept drinking. What's The Tower Red?" They had a conversation; I watched them as if it was one of the commonest happenings. They were talking non-stop all the way there. The tower had spotlights being near an airport "Have fun Brian, oh and Uncle!". Brian loved the super fast lift to the top. As soon as the doors opened Brian walked out just like this was the type of life he was used to. Caroline walked over to greet me with the usual "Hello I am Caroline." Brian was too quick for me. "Hello Caroline, I hope you do not mind me being formal, this is my Uncle." "What a cutie we have here and you brought your Uncle as well. Well there is a Magician coming on soon so lets get you a good seat. I sat with Caroline talking while Brian was enthralled by the act. He was even sawn in half. He was so happy to see his shoes next to his face.. I say this again. It was as if this was his normal life. At the end he came and told us everything thinking because he was up front he could see the bits we missed. "Well Brian I tell you what. Your Uncle says that this is you first big night out. Well let's make it the best. Paul will you take the magician to the plane and you have this young man to ride around as well." I watched him locked into the rooftop helicopter and in just 6 minutes was back. He was flown over a train under a bridge then Land on the pier when Red brought him back. "It was fantastic Caroline thank you." She told him that there was a job going that would be just right for his mum and Pam was welcome to. He called his mum who of course had be told beforehand. They spoke for ages but I said we had to go. I passed Mary to Caroline and Red took us to the car. Brian could not add up all the great things that had happened to him that day. Feeling sleepy lights were off so I remember earlier that evening and how angry I was. Now, here I was holding the boy who had most likely just had one of the best days of his life. Red drove home. I was holding Brian who was almost asleep.. It was 10pm when we got home. I woke Brian when we got in and told him that he should get a shower. Up the stairs hand in hand, we made our way to the room he was to use. He collected his clothing. I ran a shower calling to him that it was ready. I headed for a nighttime Brandy. I heard "Uncle I need help." Down the stairs came this boy all worried because his earring was stuck. I told him about the lock then realised that he was in a pair of skintight shorts that I had brought home today. He might just have been naked because I never noticed till that very moment. He turned and I gave his bottom a smack. "Hey Uncle that's the first time you have touched me and not worried about it. I suppose it's to much to ask if you want to wash me?" For whatever reason I held his face and kissed him. "You are old enough to wash on your own. There is a gown to use after." With a Brandy in one hand, I listened to the water running over Brian. He was bright, brainy, and smart with a good fashion sense but the one drawback was his voice. He could not sing to save his life. I did not have the heart to say anything. I made the chocolate just in time. The robe was forgotten. He was in the shorts. I wondered if he knew what he was doing to me? Rather than sit at the table he sat in the chair opposite me. "Uncle? Hehehe I like Uncle. Why did it take so long for you to tell me how you feel? All my life I feel great when I am with mum. She tells me she loves me. I am with you a few days and I feel like I do when I am with mum. Before my shower you told me you loved me. I wish you had kissed me before. I am 11 but I still like being loved. I asked you to wash me. Do you think I would have run away if you agreed? I am happy to be with you. I will only say this once more. Uncle you want to undress me and show me love or what happens now?" I walked to the drinks cabinet plucking up the courage to face the truth but a pair of arms around me acted like a ventriloquist "I know you love me." Brian led me to the chair pouring me a drink. "Do not worry Uncle. People like me find love hard to find. When it's offered then I wonder why I am loved so much. You showed me tonight what love is almost like. You gave me a kiss for no reason but if what you said is true then I have to tell my mum. What you do not know is that I have told her I love you already. I just love you. So am I gay? I do not care at all. I wanted to tell everyone that I did tonight." Brian ran upstairs bringing down his clothing. "I better wash these so I have clean things for work and home. Here is the shirt, you said you would saw it up." I got a box and with a needle and thread started to repair the rip. Brian sat close watching me. The heat from him made it almost impossible. "Brian do you know what you are doing to me?" "Uncle I could ask you the same thing. I did ask if I should undress or would you rather undress me. I know the answer but I so wish you would tell me the true. Mum knew what I was like when I was young. When you came along the question was would you take her little boy away or would her little boy want to be with you. Mum frightens people she thinks will do the right or wrong thing. Why don't you take me in your arms and show me what I feel you want. The last thing mum said to me on the phone was Son you do what you think is right. I think I knew all along that you and Nathan would become something special." I counted every tear that fell to his shirt. His leg was so close to me that the most natural thing to do was to rest my hand upon it. It was soft just like the kiss I gave the boy who went to get a shower. The shirt was placed in the washer and Brian came back. "Told you Uncle, you want me as much as I want you. Don't be afraid that your Nephew is willing to give himself up to you." Brian was in my lap hugging my neck. Once again this was saying far more than any other. "Why has it taken me so long to tell you its fine? This will make it right." We kissed. It was stronger than the first but contained the passion that had been missing. No words, I held him. Brian got up and turned the radio on. Soft music echoed through the room. In my arms we swayed together happily humming the words of love that only us could understand. "You would have washed me wouldn't you? You would even undressed me? If you had the courage I think we would have been in bed all evening teaching the wonders of love to each other?" I answer yes to them all. I was mad, it was almost 11pm. For 1 hour we spoke the sweet words that said love non-stop. "Brian can you swim?" He said yes but was lost. I carried him downstairs to the pool I had installed. While he looked at it I was the one who slipped the shorts he had on down. I wish this had been sooner. "Jump in." With a mighty splash I saw him looking at me when he surfaced. I did not care so I undressed. I just dived for him. Together we were one, naked, wet at last in each other's arms the way things could have been so long ago. Swimming together we never thought of grasping each other. We did hug but I could feel the excitement gathering. I got us both a towel and we dried off. Lights out I walked him to bed. I tucked him in his bed then well relaxed I found mine. "Hey Uncle do you think I am sleeping alone now we have each other?" I lifted the covers and my moving Pillow was with me. I was so happy that I held him so my hand was between his legs. He was hard but openly said that this was the start of the rest of our lives. I stroked him completely. His body begged for more while reaching for me. "Mum said this could happen and it would be good. I was not to do anything that hurt or made me feel bad." "Brian you know I will never hurt you. You know I love you and lovers never do harm." "Promise me that." The long kiss said I promised. "What do boys and men do that's fun? Mum said that you might want to do things that hurt?" I was holding his stiffness gently rubbing. I could tell the time had come so pulled back the covers. No hair, no nothing but a shake and one drop from the angel's wing. Brian fell asleep and so did I. I remember the way we slept and the time we woke. Through the night our love had got bigger and bigger. He never asked what happened but whenever he could we held hands. The next day, the early start was justified. Between us we got all the work done. Back at the Arcade I was able to leave Brian all on his own. As every box filled he brought it back for me to check. He sneaked in a kiss but carried on. I got a call late in the day from Mary. She was distraught. I could not make sense so thought the best thing to do was take her for a drink. Brian went home and an hour later I collected Mary. As soon as we were away from the flat Mary let go with a flood of tears. I began to realise that Brian had told her how happy he was then the reason why. I could not justify the actions of a man having sex with her son. I say sex but all I did was masturbate him. That was still worth 3-5years if the complete story was told. I found a country pub with a fair size garden. "So what's your drink?" I saw her cleaning up her face. "Something strong please, very strong." I had a soft drink being the careful driver. Mary got a large Brandy that disappeared in one. I got another, "Mary lets get this out. I am sorry. I let my emotions take over. I do not know how it all came about but I was so angry the next morning." "So you should be. Partying with my son till 10. his bedtime is eight. I do not have to rebuke you for doing things with him. He told me everything." "Clearly he did not." "Its this letter." I read it, Madam, Congratulations are given to your son Brian. He is granted admission to Kings dean Collage. He has won a half scholarship to the school. Your requirements will be minimal. Yearly fees are $16,000 English pounds. He will require the following. 4 pr Trousers Blue, 6 shirts Light blue, 2 jackets Blue(Navy) Underwear/shorts white or light blue if possible. 12 pairs of socks, Dark Blue. $ pairs of shoes, 1 pr to be shoes for play and Gym. Boarding scholars will pay a further $1000 PER TERM TO LIVE IN, home pupils are required to pay a $50 week charge for food. Total cost, required on the week before school starts $24,600. This is a great deal of money but consider that your son is in receipt of a grant to cover half the year's costs over 7 years. This is worth almost $500,000 as it stands at the moment. Please come to see my Deputy or me the following week or me on the Monday at 10am with your son to look around. Mr William Price Headmaster. "I cannot do that. If only I could be sure that my ex paid up then perhaps we might have a chance." "Mary, I want you to see Caroline. She will find you something respectable for you and Pam to wear. If you do not object I will sort Brian out then we will all go to see the school together." "Well alright, but I hardly see the point when there is no way I could do that. Thanks for listening Nathan." That sorted I drove her home. I told her I would collect her at Caroline's but to have safe shoes. They make you walk a lot while talking too much. It will be fun to see how the other half lives." Comments to Shaksbeer@ureach.com Part three, following the footsteps, to come. Flames are ignored and extinguished.