Date: Mon, 26 Feb 2007 21:42:43 +0000 From: Pink Panther Subject: 'July through September Chapter 15 This story is a work of erotic fiction. If reading erotic fiction is illegal where you live, please leave this page now. If you are under age for reading this type of material, please leave this page now. This story contains scenes of sexual interaction involving both underage boys and older guys. If this is not what you wish to read, please leave this page now. The first major turning point in the story has now occurred and all the main characters have been introduced. I will continue to post two chapters each week, with the final chapter (26) appearing just before Easter. Feedback, including constructive criticism, is more than welcome and I always reply to it. To send comments, please e-mail : pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk and I will reply as soon as I can. FIFTEEN ADAM I'm heading over the Matthew's house then we're going to get together with Tim and Neil. I aim for my usual route across the park. It's blocked. There are police vehicles all over the place and the woods have been completely cordoned off. Wow! I can't remember the woods ever being closed before. I wonder what's happened. No point in asking the police; they never tell you anything. As I come past the main gate I spot a guy who looks like a newspaper reporter. I walk over to him. "Excuse me, are you a reporter?" "I most certainly am, young man!" he says, sounding like he thinks he's my favourite uncle or something. "How can I help you?" "D'you know why the police have got the woods cordoned off?" He lowers his voice. "A boy was attacked there yesterday afternoon; they've got forensic teams in there looking for evidence." "Oh! Is the boy all right?" "In hospital, from what we understand." I guess I'm supposed to take this at face value. It's hard to explain, but I just get this feeling that there's something he's not telling me. "What d'you mean, attacked?" I ask. He lowers his voice even more. "Look, I shouldn't be telling you this. The kid was, you know . raped." I can feel the colour drain from my face. I've played in those woods for as long as I can remember, we all have. I've never even thought about anything like that happening. "Thanks," I mumble. I head up Longthorn Road towards Matthew's house. "You're late!" Matthew says, as he opens the door to me. "Yeah, well I got held up," I tell him, hoping that will be the end of the matter. "How? What d'you mean?" he asks. "You can be an annoying little bugger at times!" I snap at him. I pause for a couple of seconds. I shouldn't be snarling at him like that; it's not his fault. "Sorry," I say gently. "The police are crawling all over the park; you can't get through. I had to go round." "Oh! What's happened?" I was hoping I wouldn't have to talk about this but I guess there was no chance of that. Matthew's only doing what I just did. "Look, I spoke to this reporter by the park gates. He said that a boy was attacked in the woods yesterday afternoon." I take a deep breath. "He wasn't certain, but from what the police had told him, some guy had fucked the kid up the bum." Matthew just stands there looking at me like he's been struck dumb. Matty isn't usually that sensitive but this seems to have hit him really hard. "Come on, let's go." I say quietly. We head off towards Tim's house without him saying a word. MATTHEW Fuck! That is so bad! I know what it's like getting fucked when you're not ready for it; it's horrible. Adam didn't say how old the boy was; I guess that doesn't matter much. It could have been me! All the times I was down at those toilets looking for someone to have fun with, or just messing about in the woods. Shit! I've got to be more careful; stop taking so many risks. Some of the stuff I've done is just stupid, like getting picked up at the swimming pool. I know that Gary was okay, but I didn't know that when I was letting him come on to me in the changing rooms. And what about that horrible fat bloke that I saw in the toilets? Fuck! I bet it was him! That is so sick! Adam glances down at me and smiles. "Don't take it so hard. They think the kid's going to be okay." "Thanks." I mumble. "You've been spending some time round at Tim's place just lately," he comments. That wakes me up; he's not supposed to know about that. "Yeah, a bit. Who told you that?" "When we were coming out of Rugby practice yesterday some kid who lives near Tim was there faffing about, don't really know why he was there. Anyway he asked me why `my cousin' was always going round to Tim's house. I told him to fuck off and mind his own business!" I can't think of anything to say; that must be the kid Tim told me about. Adam ruffles my hair and grins. "Don't look so worried; if you and Tim want to spend some time together doing, well, whatever, that's cool. It's obvious you and Tim like each other a lot; it's not a problem, honestly." "So you don't mind then?" "No; I just wish Tim didn't think he needed to make a big secret of it, that's all. If we get there before Neil does, I'll have a chat to him." "Tim was really worried about it; he thought you'd think he was a pervert or something." "Tim's still the same as he's always been. The fact that you two like each other doesn't change anything. He's still a mate, always will be as far as I'm concerned. I mean, we've all done stuff together. So you and Tim want to do some more stuff. Well so what?" I look up at him and smile. Adam's always looked after me, ever since I was small. He's just done it again. 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 TIM Matthew and Arron arrive just after ten o'clock. Neil's not here yet, but he's always late. Matthew looks upset about something. Adam shoos him into the living room and takes me through to the kitchen. "What's wrong with Matty?" I ask. He tells me about what's happened in the park. I feel numb. The three of us, me, Matthew and Nicky were there in the woods just a few days ago. Fuck! Those woods have always been our place; nothing could even happen to us there. But it could, and it sounds like some kid's found out the hard way. I can understand why Matthew's upset. Adam grins at me. "Actually it was something else I wanted to talk to you about." "Yeah?" "We're mates, right?" "Yeah." "We've always been mates, haven't we?" "Yeah?" "So if you and Matty want to spend a bit of time together, you know, that's cool; you don't have to make a big secret of it." "Who told you? Peter Wilson?" "Oh, is that his name? Yeah, he was faffing about yesterday when we finished Rugby training. Asked me why Matty was spending so much time here. I told him to fuck off." "Thanks, Adam. He's always doing stuff like that; I hate him!" "Oh yeah! You weren't there again. Knees still playing up?" "Yeah. They just get really sore every time I run. Mum took me to the sports injuries clinic. They said it's Osgood-somebody's disease. Lots of boys our age get it. You just have to rest till it settles down." The doorbell rings and Neil appears. He lives closest to me and he's the last to get here. He shouldn't stay up so late, looking at porn on his computer! 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 ADAM This thing in the park seems to have put a downer on everybody, especially Matthew and Tim. We would probably have gone to the park, but that's out, and somehow I don't think any of us really feels like just having fun. You see reports of this sort of stuff on the telly and don't think too much about it, but when it happens right where you live it's different, somehow. We don't know the kid who got attacked, but it's sort of like we do. We just sit around, drinking coffee, chatting about this and that. It's half past eleven. Tim and Matthew are sitting together on the sofa. It's sort of like they'd be sitting even closer together if me and Neil weren't there. I remember when Matty was small he always used to like snuggling up to me. Maybe that's what he needs now. I turn to Neil, sitting opposite me in the other armchair. "Fancy going down the pool for a bit, go and swim some laps?" "Yeah, okay!" "We'll go to yours first, then over to mine, yeah?" "Yeah, no probs!" I look across at Tim and Matthew. "You coming?" I ask, already knowing the answer. "No, I'm going to stay here," Matthew says quietly. "Okay, see you then!" I tell them, as Neil and I head out of the front door. We start walking towards Neil's house. "This business in the park seems to have got to everyone, especially Tim and Matthew", Neil comments. "Yeah; Matthew didn't say a word for at least five minutes after I told him. It seems to have really upset him." "Shame! I was looking forward to getting my cock sucked this morning." I give him a little dig in the ribs. "Oh, couldn't you find anything nice to look at last night, then?" "Yeah! found some amazing stuff! But it's still not as good as having Matthew do it for me." "Well, I don't think you and I will be getting too much more of that somehow." I tell him. "How's that then?" "Use your eyes, dummy!" I almost bawl at him. "Didn't you see the way those two were looking at each other?" TIM AND MATTHEW LIKE EACH OTHER A LOT! I say, almost spelling the words out for him. "Oh! . Oh, right!" Neil says absently as the idea finally dawns on him. Sometimes it's hard to believe he's just about the cleverest kid in our year. "Tim's still into girls though, isn't he?" he asks. "Don't know; you'd better ask him. Right now I think he's pretty much into Matthew." "Are you cool with that?" "Yeah, why not? Nothing's changed, not really." "No, I guess." We arrive at Neil's house and head inside while he collects his swimming things. 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 TIM Now that Neil and Adam have gone, Matthew's snuggled up to right up to me, not climbing all over me like he usually does, just crumpled up with my arm round him like a little boy who needs his mum to comfort him, or needs to feel safe, maybe. Funny, I don't mind at all. Usually when we get together it's because he wants to be with me, which is great. Today it's like he needs to be with me, and in a way, that's even better. What's happened out in our woods has shaken me up, but is seems to have knocked the stuffing right out of Matthew. He's usually so bubbly; this has really burst his balloon. I don't even suggest having sex; it just wouldn't seem right. I can see he's not got a hard-on. Well, I'd be able to see it if he had one, and I can't so he hasn't. As it goes, I haven't either. I stroke his hair. "Thanks, Tim." He says quietly. "This has really knocked you, hasn't it?" "Tim, you won't get mad if I tell you something?" "No, of course not." "It could have been me." "Sorry?" He tells me about getting picked up in the toilets, and at the swimming pool. I can hardly believe it; I knew that he'll go and talk to just about anyone, but I never dreamed he'd actually go off with someone like that. I can understand why he's so upset; he's suddenly realised how dangerous and stupid it all was. "I'll never do it again, I promise," he says, wiping a tear away. There isn't much I can say. When the time comes I'll walk home with him; he needs someone with him right now. It takes a while, but the realisation just sort of creeps up on me. I was the one he trusted to tell; that's how important I've become to him. Wow! That makes me feel so special. Sure, he's cute and he's horny and I've really loved being able to talk to him about growing up and how I feel and all that stuff. Now I realise that he needs me as much as I need him.