Date: Fri, 11 May 2007 07:18:26 +0000 From: Andy Mitchell Subject: Life just isn't fair chapter 13 Feedback is more than welcome. Please tell me what you think at andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk. I will respond to every email I receive, but please enter 'Life Just Isn't Fair' or simply 'Life' somewhere in the subject line so that I don't delete it thinking its spam. Flames will be ignored. DISCLAIMER. 1. If you are under the legal age to read this, you shouldn't do it. I don't want to get you guys in trouble for enjoying yourselves! 2. If reading this is illegal where you live, that just sucks big time. Either move or vote for someone to change the laws. 3. If a story about an underage teenage boy getting involved in gay sex with boys his own age, slightly older, or with men, makes you feel uncomfortable about your own sexuality then what the hell are you doing reading stories on a gay web site?? Leave you fool and go to www.disneychannel.com where I'm sure you will find some cuddly fluffy bunnies or something. Mind you, you could always jerk off over the Sprouse brothers from the Suite Life of Zak and Cody while you're there like I do! Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair "Have a good dream for your boyfriend fag boy?" he sneered. I looked at him, and in a sudden move, placed my hand on the front of his shorts. With my other hand I pulled him into the toilet. I massaged the front of his shorts, feeling his cock grow immediately. I locked my lips onto his and pulled his shorts down. I lowered myself and took his hardon into my mouth. I worked on him for a few moments and felt him respond, and begin to thrust into my mouth. I used my tongue to tease him and cupped his balls and massaged just behind to his hole. As I felt him begin to rise to near his orgasm, I pulled off him and whispered, "You will never have the pleasure of anyone like Bobby or me take care of you like a boy should be taken care of!" I got up and left him, stunned and panting. I looked back over my shoulder to see him grab his cock and finish himself off, slumping backwards when he shot. I slipped back next to Bobby, content that I certainly could handle myself against people the same size as me. Bobby kissed the top of my head and I felt everything was fine again in the world. I looked over and saw the father of the family watching us. I was little concerned when his son come back from the toilet and settle next to him, but then saw the man give me a sly wink and a thumbs up. I relaxed back into Bobby and we snoozed while we finished the long journey to our nation's capital city. London, the City of dreams, golden pavements and of wealth and opportunity! Chapter 13 Our First Night in London. We got off the bus walked into the bus station, looking around for somewhere to eat. The sandwiches I'd grabbed from Tesco's had done a job, but two growing lads like us needed something more substantial. Bobby pointed over to our left. "There's a Maccie D's, a KFK, Pizza Hut, or a couple of cafes. Whaddya fancy?" "Pizza!" I exclaimed, almost childishly. I hadn't had a proper pizza in ages. We walked in and grabbed a table. The waiter who walked up to our table looked like he was in his twenties. He looked first at me then at Bobby and seemed to dislike what he saw. "How may I serve you lads?" he almost spat out at us. Bobby seemed to rise to the bait, but I laid a hand on his arm to calm him. "Well, we'd like an 18" meat supreme feast, two servings of garlic bread and two diet cokes please." I asked politely. "A nicer attitude would be appreciated as well." The waiter, Simon was what his name tag said, started in surprise and looked down at me. "Have you kids the money for this?" he sneered. "Only you street kids normally bunk off at this point!" I couldn't hold Bobby back at this point, and I didn't even want to anyway. "I'm treating my younger brother to a trip to the cinema and a pizza for his birthday and you have a problem with this?" Bobby snapped at Simon, making up a cover story on the spot. "You want to see our money? Here!" He pulled out a wallet stuffed with notes. My jaw dropped at the sight of it. He pulled out what looked like a couple of hundred pounds and waved it in front of the waiter. "Is this enough to get decent service in here or do I have to take my bro someplace else?" By now people were looking at us. Simon had flushed red, and started to stammer an apology out, when Bobby grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "Forget it you worthless shit! Come on Andy, we'll go to Pizza Express over the road." Suddenly another man appeared at Simon's shoulder and whispered in his ear. Simon turned and fled into the kitchen, while the other man looked at us. "Please accept my apologies young sir. My name is Phil and I'm the manager here." He motioned for us to sit back down, which we held off doing. "We've been having a lot of problems recently with the street kids and I'm afraid that Simon had his wallet stolen by one last night. I know that doesn't excuse his attitude to you guys, so please let me offer you free starters and desert to go with your meal." My eyes lit up at that and I pulled Bobby down into the booth. "Thanks sir that would be great." I gushed at him, plying my charm at him. He smiled back at me, giving me a look that was a little longer that it really should have been, before taking our order and going back to the counter. We feasted on our pizza and side orders, before wolfing down a massive ice cream sundae each. I was almost at bursting point, when suddenly we heard a chorus of Happy Birthday. I looked around to see who was the lucky person, only to see Phil, and a number of the staff carrying out a cake with candles on it to our table. Bobby grinned at me and kicked me to make sure I played along with his earlier story. The families at the tables around us joined in and I flushed in embarrassment as I realised everyone in the restaurant was watching us. "Make a wish Andy," Bobby whispered in my ear. I shut my eyes, and wished the best wish I could imagine. Now I can't tell you what it was otherwise it won't come true! I blew out the candles to a round of applause and we cut the cake up and gave some to the kids on the surrounding tables. Bobby picked up a slice and fed it to me. "Happy birthday my lover," he whispered and pecked me on the cheek. I grew hard immediately. Not the best place to do so, but hey, I'm thirteen and horny. Bobby paid the bill and we left, with me holding my bag in front of me to hide any evidence of my horniness. As soon as we were out of the restaurant and round the corner in an back street, I pulled Bobby to me and kissed him full on the lips. I opened my mouth to allow his tongue to find mine and we spent a couple of minutes, wrapped in each others embrace. "That was nice," he said. "Mmmmm," I commented as my hand worked its way under his shirt and down the front of his baggy jeans. I found my target and rubbed him gently, hearing him moan softly. "We, ah, need to, oh, find somewhere to sleep, aahhhh, tonight, haahuhh!" Bobby gasped out as I worked him to the point of his orgasm. I looked around and saw we were blocked from view from the main street and dropped to my knees. I undid his flies and pulled out his hardness and swallowed it. I knew that a back street alley wasn't THE most romantic spot but I wanted his love juice as my extra special "birthday" treat and let go with all my tricks to get him off as quickly as possible. It must have only been a minute or so before I felt his hands on the back of my head, pulling me into him, before he stiffened and I felt his hot creamy spunk fly into my mouth and down my throat. Man it tasted sweet! When he slumped slightly, having shot his last load down my throat, I pulled back and licked him clean before popping little Bobby away. He immediately grabbed me and swung us around so I was thrust against the wall. His lips met mine in a rough kiss, and as I responded, I looked into his eyes. Those perfect eyes were full of love, not lust, and I melted into his embrace. "FUCKING FAGS!" we heard a shout and pulled apart to see a boy of about 14 staring at us. We grinned at each other, grabbed our crotches provocatively at him, before grabbing each others hand and bolting from there. We were a giggling mess as we finally stopped running and saw a row of boarding houses and hotels lining both sides of the road. "What do you reckon Bobby?" I asked. "Have we got enough money to afford a room?" Bobby nodded at me and led me to nice looking house that had a vacancy sign in the window. We rang the bell and after a few moments, the door opened and we were surprised to be greeted by a young woman, who must have been in her twenties. "Can I help you?" she asked. "Um, we're looking for somewhere to stay and we saw your sign," Bobby stammered out. "Well come in and let's talk," she said. We walked in and were led into the lounge, where we saw two young boys playing chess. "My name is Janice Gilman and these young pests are my sons Danny and Oliver. Say hello guys." She said. They looked up at us and said hi. I'd have put Danny at around ten years old, and Oliver at eight. Both had gorgeous shoulder length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. They were also both very cute. Even though I normally felt more attracted to lads older than me, I certainly felt myself stir. I looked up at Bobby as he said hi back to them and saw his nostrils widen as he breathed. Guess I wasn't the only one who found them attractive. "So how long do you two want to stay?" "Huh?" I stammered out, acknowledging Janice's voice but not hearing what she said. "Mmmm just a couple of days to begin with," Bobby answered. "Okay, it's only one room and has a double bed. Will that be okay?" Danny sniggered as his mom said that, but we both just nodded. "It's advertised at a hundred pounds a week, plus various bills such as the phone." Janice started. I shot a look at Bobby, who was controlling the money side of things at the moment. "Um, that's a bit more than we can really afford Janice." Bobby replied, looking down at his feet, before looking back at her. "Is there any way we can do some odd jobs or anything to help pay?" She looked at the two of us, and I saw her really look at us for the first time, realising how young we were. "I don't know guys. I need to ask how old you two are. You don't look old enough to be here renting a room on your own." BUSTED! Our first attempt and we were already in it! I grabbed Bobby's arm and started trying to pull him towards the door, but he held his ground. "Ma'am, look, we are young, and we don't want no trouble for anyone, but truth is our Dad used to hit us and we couldn't take it anymore. We just need somewhere to stay for a couple of days while we figure out what to do. If we don't find a bed, we'll be sleeping on the streets." I saw a tear trickle from Bobby. Man, I thought I was a good actor but he took the oscar! Janice just grabbed the pair of us into a hug. "I had no idea! Oh you poor babies!" Both Danny and Oliver sniggered at this comment, before being hushed. "Come on and let's get you settled," she said grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs. "Daniel, you bring the bags!" "Aw Mum, I'm about to win, and you know Oli cheats when I don't watch him!" "Do not cheat. You just suck big time!" the younger lad retorted. This set the pair of them off bickering as they each grabbed a bag of our and followed us up the stairs. We were led into a big bedroom that had a large double bed, wardrobe, chest of drawers and a tv. The lads placed our bags on the bed, and stood there as their Mum showed us where things were. We were shown the bathroom, the kitchen and finally settled down into the lounge again. Janice put on the stereo and turned the volume onto a level that was nice and comfortable. The lads went back to their chess game and Bobby and I settled onto the sofa. I felt my eyes begin to get heavy and my head started to bob. As I struggled to stay awake to hear what Bobby and Janice were talking about, I felt Bobby's arm sneak around me and pull me into him. I felt comfortable and slipped into the land of Nod, safe in my boyfriend's arms. "Can you manage him?" I heard Janice ask, as I was lifted from my slumber position. "Yeah, I got him," I heard Bobby reply. "Damn, he's put some weight on in the last few weeks while he was at Kev and Chris's!" I jerked awake at that slip by Bobby, which caused him to over balance and over we went. I had a nice soft landing, bearing in mind it was right on top of him, which caused Janice to giggle. "You're awake then!" she said, stating the obvious. "Uh-uh" I mumbled out. "Come on and get upstairs, and then we'll talk okay!" she said. We wandered upstairs and into our new room. Janice sat on the bed and patted either side of her, meaning for us to sit. I looked at Bobby, who shrugged and took a seat next to her. Left with no choice I did the same. She put an arm around each of us. "Now then guys, I know there's stuff you aren't telling me, I know you are both under age, and I know that I should call the police right now." I stiffened and Bobby tried to get up. "I'm not going to so relax!" she said, calming us down. "Why not?" I burted out. "Because something is going on which is serious and the police only screw things up! I should know." She said. We both looked at her. "The reason why I need to take in a lodger is that my no good husband has ended up in the nick after being caught peddling drugs to school kids. I knew he dealt, but didn't know he was selling to kids. The authorities came in and tried to take my babies from me. Fortunately they screwed up on procedures and I still have them, although I'm struggling for money, I wouldn't lose my kids ever!" She gave us a squeeze as she said this, and I hugged her back, realising that she loved her kids. "Look, I know that you two aren't brothers, no matter how you," motioning to Bobby, "tried to convince me of that. You are too different in looks, and although you seem to love each other, I don't believe for one moment is brotherly." We both got alert at that statement, and prepared ourselves for the worst. "I think it is good that you have found each other though, and if half of what Bobby told me true about his Dad, or your Dad, I don't know which he was talking about, then you guys deserve a break. I'll let you stay for now, we'll leave it open as to how long, but..." I grabbed her in a hug which knocked her backwards onto the bed, dragging Bobby down with us. "Thank you thank you thank you," I sobbed out, my emotions finally getting to me. "I thought we were gonna have to sleep on the street and I was so scared!" Janice let go of Bobby to hug me with both arms. "I have to say though that as much as I want to help you guys, I can't afford it. After all that's why I was advertising for a lodger!" "We'll pay for food and stuff won't we Bobby! We have some money," I countered. Janice looked like she was going to argue this, but Bobby pulled out two hundred pounds and gave it to Janice. "How long will this cover us for?" Janice looked at the money, and then at the two of us. I could almost see the cogs turning in her head as a decision was finally made. "I think that's good for a month don't you guys?" We both grinned at her and jumped on her, hugging her. The door opened and Oliver stuck his head round to see what the noise was. "Leave my Mommy alone!" he yelled and took a running jump at us. Bobby looked up at the shout and as the boy took off, he positioned himself to cath him and pulled him into a hug, holding him so no flailing fists would hurt anyone. "Oli, calm down son," Janice said. "Bobby and Andy are going to be staying with us for a while. They were just happy to have found somewhere nice to stay." He immediately stopped fighting against Bobby and looked sheepishly at us. "Good, I'm glad that I've got someone else to take care of Mom," he said. "Oh, and the squirt head as well!" "Don't call your brother that!" Janice snapped. "You know he has a problem!" They both looked at us, embarrassed by the exchange. "Um, if you are going to stay you may as well know. Daniel has a condition which makes him incontinent. It's not his fault. We've tried everything, but the doctors say it's psychological, not medical." "Yeah, he even pees himself sometimes when we're out shopping or at the park!" Oli said, turning his nose up slightly. "Go to your room now Oliver and I'll come in and tuck you in." Janice said, pulling him into a hug and giving him a sloppy wet kiss. "Mom!!!! Not in front of them!" he whinged. We both giggled as Oliver stormed out of the room and back to his. Janice looked at us. "Please don't make any issue of Daniel's problem. He gets quite upset when it happens." "We won't!" "Well, good night guys, we'll talk some more tomorrow." Janice left the room and we were left alone, on a double bed. I looked at Bobby, who returned my look. We both undressed, taking our time, watching each other as we stripped. Finally I got to see Bobby naked, fully naked, and I saw the marks of the abuse on his body. I traced my hands over his marks, pausing to kiss some of them. He pulled off my top, and saw the faded bruises of my past. Most were gone, but I did still have a scar running along my back where I had been cut after my former step-dad had shoved me against an iron fence. We slipped under the covers of the bed, and all that flashed through my mind was how I wanted to be taken there and then by Bobby. However, Bobby just pulled me into him and placed him arms around me. He drew me into a long kiss and let his hands roam over my body. I did the same, before I felt a yawn escape. Bobby released the kiss and turned onto his back, pulling me slightly across him, still in his hold. I felt myself slipping away again into sleep, when I heard bobby whisper, "I love you Andy." "I love you too Bobby, always have and always will." Coming Soon Chapter 14 It's All Good with the Gilman's. So another chapter ends, and I'll be honest, I finished this chapter before chapter 12 was posted so I don't yet know the results of my snap poll. I will take your thoughts into account for chapter 14. It was also another chapter low on sex, but high on development as Bobby and Andy seem to have found somewhere to stay for now. I was going to be mean and leave them on the streets to begin with, but as I was in a good mood when I was writing this, I thought I cut them some slack. I can always kick them out later!!!! I think I may leave them with the Gilman's for a while, and explore the family and their circumstances, and get them involved, especially Oliver and Danny, who I already feel sorry for with his condition. Anyway, enough drivel from me. Catch you all in chapter 14. Peace and love and sausage rolls!!!