Date: Sun, 6 Jul 2003 17:20:02 -0400 From: paul paris Subject: The Calendar Chapter 2 Learning to love This story is of the imagination. It is made up but does contain the wishes and thoughts of someone. It's never happened yet I am sure that somewhere it could have. The tale is of a relationship between a man and a boy. This sickens many people, so if you are one then please go to Nifty for another section that you can visit. I have the copyright so there is no reproducing in any way or form. Please ask for permission. Asking never hurt. This is not an unusual story; it is probably quite common, yet in a way it's something that may not have happened in the same context. I bet its tale......... Lets tell you. The Calendar. Chapter 2 Learning to Love Joe so I heard became a different boy. His parents got in a habit of calling me when his grades fell. The work he did was more than average but his father had decided that Joseph was up to the added task of extra learning. "David, Clare here. Have a big favour to ask. It looks like Chris, that's Joseph's friend is having trouble. Can you take him on as well? He is keen but just simply needs help. We have a meeting so wondered if you would cope this weekend. I know it's an imposition but you have gained quite a name since Joseph has been with you. The school thinks it will be a good idea and his parents, Chris's that is, are all for it" I was concerned that Joe had said something. I realised that I would not still be involved if that had been the case and with three beds it was awkward yet seemed an answer to the school and their problems. I agreed and got a call from the parents of Chris. "Hello sir. We want to thank you for offering to school Chris and wanted you to know that he wont be any trouble. He stays with his grandparents quite often so we can allow him to remain with you for the weekend. Clare and her husband have told us that you are a perfect tutor and guardian so please agree to Chris staying. His English is bad and that what needs the work." I did agree and very quickly I had 2 boys scampering up to my door. "David this is Chris and his parents are in the car." I was about to wave and even meet them but they drove off before we could even get to see one another. Joe seemed different; He was changed from school clothing and looked to be more relaxed. His dress was that of a boy ready for play. Chris was different. Sports gear right through. Shorts, shirt and trainers. Socks, one up and one down. Everyone was waving to parents when they left and Joe took Chris to the room next to his. I wondered if the house was mine any longer being that the boys seemed to take over. "David this is Chris. He is in the class below me but we do extra work and play together." I was greeted with a small hand that was firm upon the shaking. "I have missed you David." Said Joe. I never worried when Joe Hugged me I never saw any harm even when Chris laughed then covered his mouth to hide his reaction. Chris was 11. He has grey hair, Hazel eyes, Stands just over 4 feet tall. Small feet but the whitest teeth I had ever seen. I knelt down in front of Joe till I was almost eye-to-eye. I hugged him tight. It seemed quite natural to kiss him but on the lips I was not sure. I did anyway. I turned to Chris. His head was bowed. I welcomed him to my home then hugged him as well. His arms never went around me but he let me hold him tight. "Told you Chris. David loves all boys. He likes you a lot. David can I undress now?" I looked at Joe feeling anxious about his words. I could see that Chris was waiting for me to answer while Joe was like a horse at the start of a race. "Joe, I will say when and then I will do it." "You mean that you will undress us, I mean me?" "I will do whatever I want. First its English and the spellings." Since that first encounter I had become more aware of Joe and his needs. I saw Chris with not a scared look; if I had to describe it I would say excited or confusion. A secret now. After Joe had stayed on his first visit I was aware that when I was out if a boy went past I would look and smile. The ones that got the most were those who looked casual. Some had the waistband of their under garments showing above their trousers. Now here I was, Joe just as I remember, Chris in sports wear, shorts low and his briefs I assume well above the waist. I could see the word boy printed very clearly on the waistband. "David they are red in case you wanted to know." Joe had caught me. With a slight adjustment Joe pulled at his shorts and the black colour of what lay underneath came into view. "New Boxers David. You want to see them all?" I clipped Joes bottom and he understood. I was shouting, yes I will see you all later but it was only me who could hear. Chris quickly picked up the spelling and it was easy for them to learn. I sat between them listening to every letter of every word correcting them if they were wrong. They did get them right very quickly. I got both boys a drink. Joe was true to his word and was the first to finish. It was a great job he did. I rubbed his left knee to signify that I was please and he got up to order some food that could be delivered. Chris managed to get all 20 of his words right to. I did not think that he would mind so rubbed his right knee. Chris looked at what I was doing. I said sorry then quickly removed the offending hand. "Please don't take it away. It feels good with you there." I let it go back and started to move my hand up and down. On the up stroke his shorts blocked my way. "Will you really undress me?" I looked at Chris, removed my hand from his knee and ruffled his hair. "If that's what you want Chris? Yes I will." The moment comes in a person's life when they say something that they regret. This was my time. I turned from Chris hoping that Joe would come in the room after doing the task of ordering food. Chris patted my shoulder. I looked, thinking hard of some explanation. "You really want to undress me? You want to see me with nothing on?" I laughed at the seeming innocuous statement. I smiled at him. I never said yes or no. Chris just looked at me but I did manage to hold his leg again. I never wanted him to get scared or even say something that never happened. Even the simplest thing could be mistaken. "David, You can undress me but no one must know. You can do it now or better still when I get ready for bed. Maybe Joe will join in." I looked at Chris just as Joe came back in. He realised that something was not as before. He collected his books and Chris's then said he would put them away. It will take me a while so I will get ready for bed. "Can I sleep in my boxers David or what do you suggest?" I told him to take a bath then ask me again. I checked my watch just to make sure how much time we had before the food was delivered. Joe had left so I led Chris to the living room. I told him that I was joking. Chris looked at me and said, "You can do it, honest" I held him close. It was time to find out just how serious he was. "If you want me to do that we better kiss first then we will see." Chris just kissed without knowing really what to do. The experience he had was with mum or gran and that's not what I had in mind. I stood him in-between my legs while I sat down in the armchair. I put his hands on my shoulders then looked at him. Chris turned his face to the left then right then was still when my lips touched his. His hands seem to act on remote. They lifted and went around my neck. The kiss was harder. I ran my hands up the outside of both legs this was after I had pushed the socks down as far as they would go. The kiss held firm. I started to pull down on his shorts. Like slow moving traffic they came down. When I felt them fall, I tried to slip my hands up under the boxer briefs that he had. They were red with the word Boy in white all over. I was able to get a hand in front. I was just about to see and feel what was hidden when the doorbell rang. We heard Joe. "It's the food." I lifted Chris's shorts back up and tidied him up. I ran to the door and found a man carrying 4 big boxes. I paid what was owed and took the boxes to the kitchen. Pizza Chicken, Garlic bread and Fries. A feast for an army. Two boys, I got the scraps. Joe sat in my big bath towel while Chris was combining eating with looking at me. Chris got up to get us all a drink. "What happened between you and Chris? Did you do anything with him?" I made a very soft remark about Chris letting me take down his shorts. Chris said that we kissed as well. "We could have done more Joe but the food arrived." When the drinks arrived Joe sat close to Chris. "Chris what was you going to do?" "I asked David to undress me. I did say before I went to bed but when my shorts came down I think it was going to be then." "Chris, you mean that you wanted David to take everything off from you?" "Suppose so. It would not be strange at bed time." I was there but the conversation was without my input. "Chris, have you had sex yet?" "Do not think so." "You have Mr Cross at school he teaches sex education." "Not until next year." I was listening to this and I was not sure what to say. Chris and Joe seemed the best of friends yet seemed so far apart in what they knew. We had finished eating and we just emptied the boxes in a black bag. Joe, Wrapped in a blue towel returned to his room and came back in the new boxers he had mentioned. He came close for a hug then said thank you for the food but managed to give me a cuddle right in front of Chris. I suggested that Chris wash. He took off for his room and I found him some towels as well. I gave them to him and he sat on the bed looking at me. We heard the television come on and Chris whispered, "Are you going to help me now. Joe is watching television so you can do what you said." I checked on Joe, He was watching a film. I went back to Chris and lifted him from the bed. I sat down then he came between my legs just as he had done in the living room. It was so easy to hold each other. The kiss was quick but had meaning. His socks were quite easy to remove so when I found the edge of his shorts the kissing remained as I tugged and they fell down. He sloppily stepped out of them. I took hold of the shirt and drew it up. His arms stretched high and I was able to slip it over his head. Now I had Chris before me with nothing but a small pair of Red Boxer briefs. Chris still had his hands on my shoulders. Together we bent forwards. Both of us were looking down. Chris never moved when my hands were below. I never saw the buttons but my fingers touched them. "You want to see my private's David?" I never answered him. With us both watching I took the button on the waistband and opened it. Three buttons on the fly, they came open just as easy. It was no shock to me but we both saw the small tube pop out over the material opening, we both looked on. One little tug and the red material fell to the floor and Chris was naked. I held him tight smiling at him. "Did you like doing that David?" I reached to his ear and whispered, "Yes little one, very much." I carried his towel and I walked hand in hand with him to the bathroom. I ran a bath then helped him in. I sat on the edge and watched him lay back. I took each foot in turn and washed it well not tickling just a firm wash. Chris liked that. I have never been sure why but Chris started to go hard as I was washing his feet. When I finished I took a big chance and took hold of the stiff little pole that peeked out from the water. Chris took a deep breath and also took in water. He started to cough and I held him up. Joe came to see what was happening. I was holding a naked Chris up in the water while he got his breath back. "David why did you not get in the bath with Chris? You did it with me and it was fun. You know how much I love you David so whatever happens I wont tell anyone." I looked down and Chris looked up. "Did you really share a bath?" Joe told Chris all about it. I was still sitting on the bath when Chris got out. He wiped the bath down then filled it up again. His small hands were tugging at my shirt and Joe was helping him. Joe collected my shirt and put it in the empty hamper. It was Joe who I allowed to open my trousers. Chris tugged and they were down and off. I sat there in my boxers while the water filled. I took my heart in my hands. I removed the boxers and got in the bath. Chris was not sure what to do but a gentle hint had him between my legs. Joe closed the door and removed his shorts then placed his towel on the bath against the wall. Climbing behind he took my head and rested it against his groin. I started to wash Chris and Joe washed me. The soap was easy to cover Chris. His small body accepted what my fingers did. Between his legs the hardness remained the skin beneath still tight holding on to the grapes within. I was allowed to stroke him the soap made this slippery. His breathing started to give way to the sharp intakes that always were prior to the exultation of pleasure that all boys have. Joe was resting on my head watching what I did to his friend. Joe wanted to be part of all this but the water started to get cool. I suggested that he get out and dry so that he did not get cold. "Why did you stop David? I have never had a bath with anyone before and this was my first. I never wanted it to stop." I got up and helped Chris to dry. Joe got out and did the same. Joe came close to me and I almost grabbed on something with my lips. "Careful Joe. David might bite that off." I winked at Joe then with Chris watching I did just that. I took his penis in my mouth and began to suck. Joe squealed but Chris looked on in wonder. "What does it taste off David?" I stopped sucking and told him to taste it. I never thought he would but he did. Joe was solid. Chris was sucking just like a babies dummy. Joe did not want it to stop so I took a finger and played with his hole. Joe squirmed when my finger got to the opening. I did manage to slip it in but Chris was sucking to hard. I stopped everything and I helped them dress. I gave them a hug and said we should go to bed. In a large towel I tucked Chris in then went to do the same to Joe. His room was empty. I checked in my room and found I had a guest in my bed. "Joe, move over if you want to stay." I slipped in and found him still semi dressed coming close to me for the night. It was a strange coincidence but the phone rang right at that moment. Joe was busy knowing what pleased me. The call was from a woman who said she was Joseph's Aunt. "I am very sorry to call you but this has been left to me. It was at 9pm this evening when a car driven by a drunk hit Clare and Peter's car. They died immediately. I have to get him through all this. I have the effects to sort out. In 2 hours I have found that everything they had was in the business and that was not doing so good. The last thing they managed to spend was it seems a £1000 check to you. Joseph has his clothing and personnel Items but it looks like that's all. A 12 year old boy that has nothing but his brain, that even is not working that well so I here. I need your help. Can you help me break the news to him? I don't want to do it but there is no family left. Chris there, well his parents know so we thought that we could all come and see you tomorrow and then find away to tell him that he has no one left. I live 200 miles away. I have a place in the country so it will mean a complete change." This moment never crossed my mind. Sitting looking at me was Joe. Eyes shining his face smiling. I did not understand everything. I asked Joe's Aunt to fax all the documents to a friend because he might help. She was grateful. I agreed to us meeting the time was for 10am tomorrow. She was going to travel over night. I called my friend asking him to look at the documents with a view to assisting the aunt in whatever he could I went back to Joe. "Why the tears David? I am sure it's not that bad." "Joe, your parents have been in an accident. 2 cars collided. I am sorry but there is no easy way to say this, they never made it precious, I am so sorry." Joe held firm, which was until I placed an arm around him. The tears let go. I held him tight all the time the signs that he was hurt showed. It took an hour to get him calm. Together we looked like someone who was holding his or her cub to protect it. I told him everything. He knew that he was safe; he also knew that even though his parents seemed happy and wealthy that was far from the truth. I never took advantage even though I wanted so much to have him feel better. Joe remained with me, Boxers; on and knowing he was safe at this time. It took some time for him to fall asleep; I managed to make a few calls to see what was happening. His parents just kept their head above water. The house was mortgaged to the hills so that was gone. It was correct that all Joe had was what he owned at this time. It did not take a Rocket scientist to work that out. The biggest concern was the Aunt. She would see him but never really wanted to take care of a child. She had already asked a friend to search out a good home for the boy. The road accident had caused far more loss than everyone imagined. I asked Jack, my friend to come to my home at 10 also to discuss the options and help. He was just so willing and helpful. I sat up during the night I expected Joe to wake suddenly but he slept even though restless right through. Chris was the first to wake. His happy self was hit hard by the news. I gave him a hug because he came to me with open arms. I helped him dress even though he was old enough to do it himself after a shock like that he was open to any assistance. Dressed, I woke Joe. His red eyes showed the signs of grief from last night. Chris went to his friend and I gave them the time they needed. Chris never said much but he helped him Dress as such. I took Joe to the settee. No appetite no nothing I sat him alone while Chris and I cleaned up. 9-58, that's what the digital clock said when this fat robust woman called. Chris's parents then my friend joined her. I felt alone then. The Robust woman saw Joe and moved quickly to him. "Joseph, Joseph it's been so bad. I have to talk with you." "Aunt. I know. Mum and Dad are gone that's why you are here. David told me last night. We have cried enough." I was so proud. Chris was with his parents clinging on to them in hope the same thing would never happen to them or him. The aunt sat down next to Joe and she began to smother him with affection. "Aunt, I know how you feel and I feel just as bad. Please do not squash me. I need to breath." I asked the boys to make us all a drink, which they did; my friend gave them all the bad news. All the bills outstanding would be swallowed up by insurance. In other words even though there was a big insurance to come that would pay off all the debts they had. The mortgage meant the house was the banks and even the business would be closed. The aunt knew nothing about that. Her one concern was that the boys continued school and got some stability in his life. She had already decided that she could not do this for Joe. Chris's parents could not offer Joe a room even though they wanted to. My friend, Jack, he said that he had an idea for Joes survival. His words and I suppose he was right. I was quite annoyed that the youngest boy could go to the Aunt yet Joe being more honest and independent he was given up. I never did understand that. Jack sat everyone down then spelt out one by one the situation. He had relevant answers that the Aunt accepted just to get shot of them I believe. "Finally we have Joseph. I see his brother Jimmy is not here, I see his school is happy with him and has even offered counselling. I understand that he will be going the 200 miles to stay with you am I correct?" The aunt nodded in quick agreement. All that leaves is Joseph. Now a home after a shock like this may not be a good thing. I have another suggestion that is pretty radical but would make everything above board and give very little uprooting to the child." The aunt as did I also Chris's parents, we all gave our agreement. I then say that Joe remains with David. He can go to school and see his friends, the little money David earns from the school will pay for his keep but you will have to agree David and you, that's the aunt will have to agree to Joe staying here. May I remind you of one thing madam? Joe is in need of help in more ways than one David may be the answer. The boy is at an age when he can care for himself so a woman would not be required. The biggest stumbling block is you David. You must give your consent. >From a boy who has school problems to a boy with big family problems and I get to deal with both. They all seem to look at me for the answer and I was not forthcoming. Jack said he wanted to speak to Joe and the aunt told me everything that did not matter. She even told me what Joe's favourite toothpaste was. I had wanted her to know that I knew and much more besides. I asked Chris to make everyone a drink while I got some fresh air. Every one was deciding what should be done except the one that mattered. I heard the door and Joe came out. "Sounds like they are deciding what I will do before I have a say." I had to agree and Joe sat next to me looking quite forlorn. His arm stretched as best it could, we watched the birds across the meadow. He managed to sit on my knee, together we both started to feel sorry for each other. "Joe they are trying to decide on who has you. Your aunt thinks she cannot cope even though she is taking your brother, Chris; his parents do not have the room. My friend, Jack, he thinks that a home for boys like you can be found but then you will have to learn all over again." Joe seems to understand. "Aunt could never take both of us. She always had time for my brother. Chris, his parents are very nice but they live in a small flat. I know some boys who are in foster homes; they are nice, even to me. You just never see it happening to you. You see it when others have bad things done and offer all the help they can yet you never believe it will happen to you. It is not their fault they did not do it on purpose it was an accident." Joe placed his head on my shoulder then turned it to look at the birds. "Its been suggested that you live here with me." In many journals many have described the actions of an atomic bomb. Well I think I had become witness to that. "You mean that I can live here with you. I can go to my school and you can help me catch up. We can be something I never have really been, a home or is that a family. David do you want me? Do you want to give up your life for me? Do you want me?" Putting it like that I did my best to shoot down his thoughts but how could you not say yes to a boy with puppy dog eyes. "David, if you say yes then we can be one. I am so sad yet I am very excited that my old life has ended for the worst possible reasons but I am starting a new one in the best possible way. I will do anything to stay with you. I will even;" I stopped him. I made it clear that because he was staying it did not mean that he was to be a sex slave or anything like that. I would have to look at him as a son." "Or lover David?" I tweaked his nose. "That's funny David. You just said when I stay here. You said that before you even said yes" "Right, this is the deal. You can stay. You have your room and you must keep it clean. You will become helpful and learn to get the food and shop. I will if you want let you get rid of everything and I will buy you all new things so it's a fresh start. Finally you will stop calling me David." "Whatever you say Dad." "No I mean sir not Dad" I took his hand and we both entered the room. Chris had done all the drinks and Jack made some calls. Everyone looked at me. Well David what do you think of jacks Idea. It would be the perfect answer." I looked at Joe's aunt I even looked at Jack. "Well" Chris and Joe started a rapid but quiet conversation that became more and more animated as time went by. "Joe can I come see you after school? This is going to be fun and we will learn so much more." "Chris what is going on? I am his aunt so the last to know?" I never knew Chris was a dancer. His pirouette was amazing and his agility was something else. "Joe is staying here." The aunt was lost for words. That was the first time since she entered my home. Joe looked at me and I looked back. Jack clapped and the aunt spoke. "David, do you mean that. He will be no trouble and he knows how to help. Of course you know he has a problem but I think Clare would have told you already." Jack walked to the aunt. "Why do you think I suggested he stay here?" "Oh I see. You mean that... Do I have to sign anything I expect school will need loads of forms?" "Just 1. Sign right there." I looked at the frenzy of action taking place but my eyes were on Joe who like me had eyes for just one other." The aunt left and brought back two cases. Inside were all his clothes. A second case carried all his school things. He had a few minor things that was brought but in all he was just a misplaced boy that had found a home. The letter said I was his legal guardian and the school, doctor and any legal assembly would need to see the letter. Joe could change his name but by deed poll accompanied by the parents death certificate. Pretty morbid in a way. Joe unpacked everything and kept his school clothes but the rest he packed away for the charity shop knowing I would agree to get him new things to ease the change. I shook hands while they kissed Joe mumbling how sorry they were. Chris was taken home to allow Joe to settle. It took 10 minutes before Chris called Joe. That was fast and something I had better get use to. When it was quiet I got the car and we took a drive. In a town far from where we lived I took Joe to get kitted out. Joe chooses everything even the socks and underwear. It did not cost that much but he had 2 of everything and 4 of the essentials. At home he put everything away and changed from the last set of his old life to the beginning of his new. I heard the sniff every now and again but I expected that. We had food sat and chatted we even talked about death. The only time Joe was quiet was when he took a bath. So, I was in it to. Belly to belly we looked kissed then decided on the life we would lead. While we dried Joe asked me the question that all lovers ask, "David, do you really like me? There must be better boys out there who would like a new home. Why did you choose me? I hope you are not just sorry for me." I looked long and hard into his face. Joe waited for an answer. I took hold of him and we kissed. This was not just a kiss it was the magnetic charm of two people so much in love.. Did it matter that we were both naked? No, Did it matter that we were now family? No. What did matter was the fact that Joe had someone who wanted to care for him while I had a boy willing to care for me. I took his new white boxers and he stepped in them. They were big enough for me to do whatever I wanted. Joe and I just had to hold each other before he went to bed and I hoped that this would be the best part of our day. I knew he would creep in with me. I knew what he went to bed in but not in mine. I never took advantage of him at this time but he wanted to be close. The now naked form seems to mould itself into my body with just one small excitement that I never did touch that night. His soft kiss goodnight followed by lover made me think that Dad was better after all. Through the moonlight I saw Joe asleep on my chest. I stroked his hair and started to realise just how I had learned to love. The Calendar Part 3 We both say yes To Follow Comments to shaksbeer@ureach.com Flames ignored and extinguished. Let me know if I should continue. There are 7 parts in all.