Date: Sun, 31 Jul 2005 15:48:13 +0000 (GMT) From: joshua Caddy Subject: for the times they are a changing chapter 9 The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. The author, or his designee, retains copyright to this story. There may be no reproducing or distribution of this story without expressed written consent. It's been a rather long time since I picked up my pen but the tale decided it wanted to be told again. As always your comments are appreciated. Adam I hope you can forgive me. Chapter 9 How on earth had I got myself in this situation? I had always been so very careful at avoiding contact with boys, continually moving from place to place thus preventing any relationship developing. And now? Now here I was in bed, sandwiched between two semi naked twelve year old boys, intent upon snuggling as close to me as physically possible I lay there in the darkness considering the predicament I found myself in. Thinking back to only months before this would have been the stuff of my wildest fantasies. Now the reality of the situation swamped me. The trust these two kids showed in me was binding. One of them at least knew my feelings about boys and yet he had happily occupied my bed for months. Now his best friend was snuggled in next to me as well. If these kids only knew the thoughts which had coursed through my brain for as long as I could remember, would they still sleep as peacefully? Yet they both trusted me. What sort of bastard could betray that trust, not me! With an arm around each boys shoulder I could not help but consider what would occur if anyone found out about this sleeping arraignment. Could anyone accept that it had been perfectly harmless? Was I worrying over nothing? As had happened when Ryan first moved into my bed my nerves eventually calmed and I began to look at the situation more objectively. Nothing untoward had happened, nor would it so I should trust that there would be no consequences. Despite the fact that yes I enjoyed this sort of contact I was irritated if not a little angry that Ryan had ignored what I had told him, plus the fact Adam had slipped into my bed without a by your leave. All in all I felt aggrieved at the pair of them. I lay there feeling somewhat abused by these two kids. Had they any idea what sort of situation they had placed me in plus the actual stress this caused. Now stress was one of the reasons I had moved to the country to get me away from the things which stopped me sleeping and caused me to drink far more than was good for me. It was no good I could not get back to sleep. Ok I was comfortable, beyond comfortable, yes I had two cute boys cuddling me, what boy lover could want anything more? But relaxed no. I needed some sort of release something to stop me thinking. I slid out of bed without waking the boys and slipping on my dressing gown went downstairs. Sat in the kitchen with only the up-lights on I reached for the bottle of scotch and began to revert to my previous existence. That of keeping the night owls company whilst becoming inebriated. How easily I slid back into the trap I had not long escaped. With hindsight it was obvious that my years of avoiding responsibility had not prepared me for caring for Ryan and now the seemingly innocent addition of Adam into the picture was too much of a shock to my system. Gradually the sky became lighter and the tide went out in the bottle. As always the whiskey dulled my mind and as the last of the bottle was consumed my head slumped to the table in grateful oblivion. It was the whistling of the kettle which awoke me. Prising my head from the table I peered through bloodshot eyes to see myself being observed by two blond haired boys clad only in their boxers who were looking apprehensive. Tentatively Ryan nudged a black coffee towards me As I rapidly drank the scalding liquid both boys slid into the seats at the other side of the table. Pensively Ryan spoke "Are you alright Uncle Michael?" I responded with a non committal grunt. Seeing that I was in no fit state to hold any sort of conversation Ryan nudged Adam and they both disappeared upstairs. I was on my fourth cup of coffee when they returned, both washed and dressed and still looking exceptionally cute. Why did life have to be so difficult? It's hard to be angry with boys as cute as those. "I suppose you're angry with us "Ryan softly enquired. Taking a deep breath I responded "Yes" Ryan opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off dead "Ryan I asked you to do something for me or rather not to do something and you ignored me, no excuses, end of story. I'm disappointed in you but I will get over it. Are you trying to get me into trouble? And Adam what ever possessed you to jump into the bed of someone you barely know. I could have done anything to you; I could be a multiple rapist for all you know." As soon as the words came out of my mouth I knew I had gone too far. Both boys had gone pale and Adam was shaking a little. "Look, sorry that came out wrong. Adam do you really think it was a good idea to get into bed with someone you don't really know?" Ryan started to answer the question but I held up a finger to prevent him. "I was speaking to Adam" "I didn't think you would mind Ryan said he always sleeps with you and I just wanted someone to cuddle up next to." I could see that the boy's eyes were misting over, on the verge of tears. I beckoned him over and reluctantly he moved in my direction. As he came within reach I guided him into my lap and wrapped my arms about his slim shoulders. Kissing him on the forehead I said "it's nicer to ask for a cuddle than trying to steal one." As I held Adam close I enquired "So Hippo boy what do I have to do to get you to follow instructions? A spanking perhaps?" Ryan looked a little sheepish "But I thought you really wouldn't mind having two boys to snuggle with" As soon as the words had left his mouth it became apparent that he realised he had just given away another secret. "Sorry Uncle Michael I ..." "When one is at the bottom of the hole it is customary to stop digging" I quoth "Sorry" My hippo looked a little downcast "Come on then. Looks like I've two boys that need a hug" Ryan rushed to my side and jumped onto my other knee. Holding both boys to me I could not help but wonder how I had reached this point. It did confirm one thought in my mind though. If there are boy lovers then there must be boys that need to be loved "So then Adam what's made you need a cuddle so much?" I enquired of the small boy buried into my chest. "It's ok to talk to me I don't bite, do I hippo boy" This brought a withering look from Ryan. We all have things about us we would rather not have others know. Adam looked up into my face with eyes like liquid crystal. " My mum had a baby, so she hasn't got time for me, an my step dads not interested in me so..." His voice trailed off as tears began to roll down his soft cheeks. Pulling the boy even closer to me I could feel another arm wrapped around Adams torso. Looking into the face of Ryan I could see the concern he felt for his friend. "So your feeling a bit neglected then Adam." I enquired I got a little nod in response "Since Kevin married my mum she's had less time for me, then the baby came no ones interested in me at all" This caused a fresh cascade of tears to course down Adam's cheeks. By now the front of my dressing gown was getting rather damp. "Ryan go and put the kettle on again will you" Ryan gave me a quizzical look but got off my knee and went to fill the kettle. Passing an arm under Adams knees I carried him through into the sitting room. As the boy cried I gently rocked him back and forth murmuring soothing nothings into his ear "Adam I know it's hard when no one seems interest in you. It's important for you to realise that it's not your fault. Sometimes people move on in their lives and they forget about what they have already got. I don't know what Kevin thinks but what I do know is it's very difficult to have someone else's kids to look after. It's hard. Your mum has had big changes in her life, just like you so you need to give her time to adjust. So in the meantime if you're feeling neglect or need someone to talk to or just want a cuddle there's always space for you here" This I said patting my knee I must confess that Adams emotion were starting to get to me and found myself getting rather misty eyed as I held him to me and buried my nose in his hair. I've said it before but must reiterate that the smell of a boy totally intoxicates me. As I held the softly sobbing Adam to me Ryan came in with a tray of tea. As he put the tray down I pulled him into the side of me. "What do you think hippo boy I'm thinking about putting a sign in the garden "boys cuddled here". It could be a great business opportunity." The punch Ryan delivered to my ribs showed how much he thought of the idea. At least it got a smile from Adam. "I'm beginning to wonder though if I'm broadcasting some signal saying I'm a soft touch for you little beasts. Cos I am. It breaks my heart to see you cry." "I'm probably wasting my time... yet again but Ryan, Adam will you please remember that too many people wouldn't understand last nights and this mornings events so please, please don't talk about it with anyone else. I really do not fancy making the front page of the Daily Tabloid" I pulled both boys in close to me "Besides if they put me away I'd miss the smell of you two" This bought me punches from both boys. Ever wondered how you get into a situation. I often have.