Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2002 16:19:28 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Amusment Arcade Part4 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 4 The First Night Of Our Needs. As soon as the door closed that day I could tell that there was more to come. I say that because we both still had a long way to go before we were happy. I could sense that Brian was easing into his newfound life. It was though all the thoughts his mother Mary projected make this far less easy to comprehend. My own feelings not quite understanding what was going on caused me the hardest time. Never had a reason come across me to go to work than this. I was suppose to be happy, of course I was, but it was the knowledge that The boys mother was there knowing what was happening, she also could at any time contact the authorities once she had received the appropriate remuneration for her son from nothing more than a dirty ole man. Here I was thinking the worse yet I still allowed the boy to remain. Perhaps I was mentally suffering and could claim incompetence if court. I know it could never come across as well as love. ************************** I was going to take a drink but Brian seems to be taking control. "Uncle would you mind if we spoke for a while longer? I may be 11 years old but as soon as I walked through your door tonight I realised that my life will change." I sat on the closest chair. I could have got the drink; this was my house after all. "Uncle, you work so hard, in your time on the seafront you would have seen a lot of people, boys especially. What made your eyes focus on me than any other? I saw some that were so handsome that I even became jealous. I know that any one of them might have been the right one for you but it was while I undressed and dressed, then saw you looking at me my own thoughts became clear. I am not stupid. I have had to become older than my age since dad left. I went to the library while mum tried to shop. I read what names I had been called. I also got to learn about the men who liked boys. None of them said anything about men who liked a boy, liking them. For a boy to go with a man he had to be corrupted." I listened knowing as every second passed I needed that drink. "Well Uncle, why me, what is it I have that the others do not? "Brian come sit down first and do bring me a Brandy, I think I am sure that I will need it." I got the drink. "Well men who have the same feeling for boys as I do have to be so careful. A lot bury them in their work while I would do just as you say. Sit and watch. One strange day something happened that changed the course of your life. You behold a boy. This boy does not need to be the best looking he does not need to have the most perfect clothes or features. You are aware how he has affected you because no matter where he goes your eyes and body in some cases become just like magnets. The boy draws you to them. They have an aurora around them that glows. No other boy or girl for that matter can produce this. Some boys come quite openly to you asking for token and would do anything to get them. You were quiet. I remember meeting your mum for the first time. In the middle of eating a chip she asked me if I was after you. Because you besotted me I kept quiet apart from choking. It would be war if I was trying in any way to take her son from her. I was angry with myself for not telling the truth." "See Uncle that's just what I meant. If you had told mum the truth about how you felt do you think that we would be here now? No. I would be in disgrace lying about my feelings and you would be behind bars." "Brian do not forget I still could. I have after all touched you." It was quiet. "Dad was bad to mum. I wondered if that was part of love. Much later I understood that divorce was part of love. Marriage and divorce are falling in and out of love. At school I was friends with a boy. Between us both we helped each other, I did all the main work. I did not mind. I stayed at his house many times. One day there he said that he had got himself a girlfriend, I listened, I was upset he never choose me. My first contact with a boy who was in love with a boy, was on just on one occasion, at school well hidden we kissed. A teacher from her upstairs room saw us. Our parents were ridiculed for have strange children. Mum exploded. She taught the school a few new words; well that's what she told me. From that day she has always said that I should do what I feel is right. The day mum spoke to me about you she asked me one question. After that she told me that it was now down to me, also I had to suffer the law. She told me but I asked her what she would do. I got no answer. I did get a book that described the life I could be growing up for. In mum's opinion men who love boys cause pain until the age is right. That's not what the book said but I love my mum" "Brian, there is a big difference between loving a boy, then a man?" "You said it, you did just say it. I am pleased that someone other than mum recognised that I was in love and not just infatuated like the school said. I even thought about you as my dad. It never lasted that long. My love for you is far more real than pretend love if you were my dad. I hope you understand. I did not expect anything from you. Remember that boy at school well after work I would have tried to give you a hug. That would have been so special." "Well it looks like we have been thinking the same thing Brian. Being with me it feels just like I could be no happier. Listening to you and my feelings it's hard for a man to say that he is in love. I am though, with you. Can this be possible? Can we both love each other as much as we say? People would say that we do not know what we are talking about. I do Brian." "So do I Uncle." Our arms stretched across the table till our hands joined. With fixed eyes the understanding between us was clear. "Uncle now you know, promise me that you will not walk away from me like you did in the car?" I did my best to tell Brian just how frightened I was with the new feeling that had surfaced. Not just that I had a fondness for boys but he had become the Peter Pan of my life. "You came from never never land. That's the home of the lost boys but you were never lost. I wont walk away but I will not ask you to do the same because being so young it is hard to understand." Because of the life I have, cooking is just not something that I show excitement about doing. I tried to peel potatoes while Brian spoke to his mum. I know this whole situation was almost impossible. Here was I cooking for the one I love. I was just going to do something special when I got help with the rest. Chicken soaking in white wine with a roux sauce. Rice with wild brown rice combined then the chicken was cooked, joined together and Chicken Supreme fit for the visitors at the shell Club. I was encapsulated by his smile. I was so soppy. I fed him while he did me. This was just like a couple that had been together for a few years. I had a washing machine but I stood behind him, our hands doing the work. I had fear inside. I wanted to express my feelings also tell Brian just what I could see the next step being. The washing up finished. We never moved. My hands rubbing his neck allowed him the understanding he needed. To say, "I love you" so often surly cannot be to bad, but actual contact was even better. Arms round his neck, fingers almost past his waist. His shirt moved enabling my fingers to encircle the flesh. I did not rush to open the trousers. I hoped in a way Brian understood that our love did not mean that sex was compulsory "Uncle I remember something some time ago. I think I can try it again. Shall I undress or would you prefer to do it for me? Isn't this the culmination of our feelings?" "You want the truth? I would like to be the one who gets to undress you." His hand raised to grab mine. It was just after 7pm. I led Brian to my room. Like a servant or butler I was happy from when the first shoe came off. I did not care at all. When I managed to unbutton the trousers, the zip opened to reveal a secret. When buying the clothing Brian had got some extra things for home just as I told him. Here was my boy nude apart from the Black skin-tight briefs. I turned the light on by the bed then undressed myself. I put on a gown. I was very excited but I was afraid that I might cause unnecessary fear inside him. I got Brian comfortable. I was not going to be eager when I took his briefs down so took things slow. His smile was fantastic when I pulled them down. I was not the only one excited. I took my time looking at him before my gown dropped. With his legs apart I lowered myself between his legs. Our flesh touched. His erection was upright and hard over my belly button. Like me his skin was intact but we were more interested in our arms coming into contact with each other. Each of my thumbs parted the hair over his forehead. Looking we both had our first real kiss. When the lips touched it was just like a firework display. Not hard but soft enough so that our lips parted just enough for the sword fight of tongues to commence. This was the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. "Uncle you do not know just how much I have been waiting for this to happen." I took the kiss he gave me then passed it over every part of his young body. Further down my two forefingers held his penis, pulling down the gentle the skin that covered it. I could see the head. My lips had one last kiss left in them from the first so when the penis I touched Brian let out the smallest sound of pleasure. Brian was breathing harder with each touch so when it disappeared in past the lips I almost lost my own breath. I lifted away to see a strange look on his face. "Uncle this love must never stop." I turned on my back so I could get a better reach for Brian. I was solid. Brian took his turn to do, as he wanted. His kisses were the best. He even tried to suck me but because I was excited the leaking fluid almost put him off. The tip of his tongue took the drip and savoured it just as wine tasters do. He did not taste the oak. Plums. Grapes. And apple core's that many of the flash tasters did. Brian closed his eyes. "Uncle this tastes of love. Am I making this happen?" I so much wished Brian could produce some of the exciting fluid that he made me do. I had seen his small balls realising that they had yet to understand what to do. The moment I held one his body wrapped around me. "Uncle why do men want sex like a man and woman when they could use each others hand?" I tried to explain. I needed him to know that I did not want to do that with him. Of course I could try to stretch him very gently but his kisses love and touch after all we had been through was just perfect for now. "Uncle do not be angry with me but I wish to give you something that means so much." Brian went to my lips forcing the tongue all round inside me. Extracting it his lips forced their way to my breast. Brian sucked hard. It hurt. Finally he climbed on me completely. He and I both saw the large purple mark he made. "Uncle I have put my brand on you so now you belong to no other." I thought about doing it to him. "Uncle if you do then people at school might ask the wrong questions. I would like very much for you to give me my very first cum. I know I am still young so that means you will have to keep trying. What will happen if I did it to you?" "Son that would be very very messy." We kissed. "Would you like to know what I have enjoyed the most?" I was quiet. "You called me son." It was my turn to do something nice for him. Taking his penis I rubbed for under a minute. His body was shaking. "Uncle you did it...NOW." The head of his penis was far extended out of the skin. It was a dry climax but I gave the sensitive head a soft suck allowing a second climax through the sensations. I held him while he held me. Brian expressed his love to me while I told him that I had never been so happy till now. For some time we spoke about how this evening had changed our thoughts on love. Brian was sure, more sure than ever before that he wanted our love to go all the way. His only other wish was to tell everyone about it. Regrettably that was not possible. We did sleep well. Mary phoned to say she was going to bring Brian's clean clothes round so he was tidy for work. I almost said no being I had washed everything. Mary arrived saying she could not stop because she was off to work. "I see my son had a good night?" I was at Mary's side. "He did sleep well." Mary let out a big laugh. "Son if things are going to be this good remember to put tour underpants on the right way round and the inside out." I was full of love even I did not know. "I can see you had a good night Uncle!" I had my coffee as usual. "You better get your Nephews teeth checked. One has a chip so I can see where that mark on your chest came from." She took a drink and I called Red to take her to work. "Well it's been a long time since I saw 2 men happy at breakfast. Oh I have more embarrassing remarks in me. "Son were you hurt? I have to ask." "Mum no, never. I wanted it to last all night." "Brian I don't want the details I just need to know that you are safe." "Mum with Dad I could never be safer than if I was with you." "Well Mr Daniels, Nathan, Uncle and now Dad. I think I will have to watch out. Seems that Brian has at last found the love he has been looking for." "Mary do not say that or he will want to tell everyone." "No Brian what you have is private. No one must ever know. People outside this house would not understand. From today I do not want to know. I am going to be late." Red arrived. Mary got into the swing by asking for a lift to work. I asked him to collect Brian and I at 10am for a trip to London. Brian and I both dived in the shower. It was great. I never had the chance till now to help wash the boy of my dreams. He did his best for me. He just wanted one thing and that was to remain under the water kissing. The water sprayed constantly. All the while both erections stood proud. The water never deflated the love we had but it was even worse to dress. I had a meeting with my accountant. Mary left an envelope. Written on the front it said, "This is the papers you asked me for." "This is all the receipts mum had to keep. Uncle Can I wear something soft today?" I let Brian choose. At 10pm I was ready all suited up. Brian was shirt and tied with fawn shorts. "Well you two are both looking more and more like each other. Right London it is." Red closed up the middle window so that we both could have each other's company. Brian was asleep. I think it was while I stroked his right leg it happened. My worst moment was realising that after I took Brian home tonight it would be 18 hours for I saw him again. I started thinking what to do on the last day he had before he started his new school. Comments to Shaksbeer@ureach.com Part 5 24 hours before school, to follow Flames ignored and extinguished.