Date: Sun, 9 Sep 2001 11:52:25 -0400
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Silent Member    Part 2

This is a story of the imagination. It contains Adult material being that
it goes on to tell the story of a Man and a Boy. The author of this story
has nothing to do with the content except he wrote it.

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Please check in your area that this story is legal because in a number or
places this would be classed as illegal.

I am dyslexic and have proofreaders to help me but my computer does most of
the work. My helpers have said that this series of stories are best left as
written so please enjoy.



				The Silent Member

				Part 2


The light was shining through the window when Anthony came into see me. He
was almost naked. His shirt was open wide and so was my gown I placed on
him last night. "Hello Uncle." I gave out the traditional "Good morning."
Anthony came closer to the bed "Hey there mouse where are your shorts?" He
looked at me "I must have got hot so took them off. My shirt is open as
well see." I nodded then asked him, " If you are hot why are you wearing my
gown?" Quickly he took it off saying sorry he did not know. "Come on then
jump in because like that you will get very cold." Things had changed today
because Anthony jumped into the bed with me without a care in the world. "
Did you sleep well last night?" The young lad thought for some time before
he answered. "It was good. I had a strange dream though. I think Uncle Jim
was there and you." I asked him to tell me about it. "Well I was doing
things like I told you. I was undressed this time and it was nice. I even
dreamed that you were there." Now I did not mean to say anything but my
mouth slipped into gear before my brain. "I wish I was. It sounds like it
was fun." For the next hour we both hugged each other. We shared kisses,
not deep meaningful ones just the quick passing ones. I do know that
Anthony Mouse Marshall was feeling more at home today. "You want to tell me
any more about what happened between you and Uncle Jim?" I was expecting
nothing but being relaxed he managed to part with a bit more of the story
he had been keeping to himself. "I will tell you but please don't tell
anyone." I agreed. " After I had a bath and was in bed Jim came in. I let
him undress me. His hand was touching me. I let him. The part I left out
was that he took my hand then put it on his dinky while he was touching
me. We kissed. I was enjoying touching him as he was doing things to me. I
did not want it to stop." His eyes looked straight through me and I waited
for more but I could see he was in deep thought...

Right or wrong I was silent. Anthony started to get out of the bed. "What
you doing now mouse?" He looked at me with tears falling down his
cheeks. "I do not think you like me any more." I pulled him back covering
him up. I pulled the shirt off of him and said, "Now then is that better. I
like you a lot in fact I think I am beginning to love you. If you are
missing Uncle Jim you can tell me what to do and I will try to help you."
So there it was. I had said it. I was hugging tightly a naked mouse wanting
desperately to kiss him. A little hand stroked the hairs on my chest. Only
when the hand touched my balls did I realise I was naked and had forgotten
about it.

"I liked doing things with Jim. When he came around he would give mum some
money so she could go and get some stuff that she injected into her. It
took her an hour so Jim looked after me. He would never say anything but as
soon as mum had driven off he came to me and started to undress me. He
liked me to lie on the bed when he did this. He was slow taking my clothes
off but when I was in my socks he would do all sorts of things. One-day mum
needed stuff very badly. Jim gave her the money then a friend of his drove
her a long way. She was shaking. Jim told me he would not hurt me but
ripped my clothes taking them off. He undressed and he." Mouse stopped. I
told him I understood. "If it was not nice him ripping your clothes why did
you like it? "Anthony's face went white; "Mum needed the money for her
stuff. He would give her a lot if I did things. This was the day mum came
back early and saw us. I must never tell anyone because I will be sent
away." I told him he could tell me in private and I would never tell anyone
ever. I lifted him from the bed suggesting he dress and think about it. He
pulled the covers off me and looked. Anthony ran to his room to dress and
think about what I had said. My thoughts went to a time when I was 11...

 My father was a teacher at a school in the country, he was a deputy head
so was given a house so that mum and I could stay with him. I joined the
school but found it quite hard to concentrate. One of the prefects was
asked to help me with my music for the choir. He was so kind and we became
very close friends. Being one of his friends I started to spend more time
with the older boys than I did with the ones of my own age. One day I went
to his room, very much against the school rules but I was told to be
quiet. I enjoyed his things. He had a Television, music centre old by
today's standards. I would sit and listen to all his records. On rainy days
we would have a one bar fire aglow listening to music while the rain
splattered against the small window.

One day we had both been out walking and it started to rain. By the time we
got back my parents were out so I went with Ricky to his room to dry off. I
was not too cold but very wet. Ricky was quickly into a dressing gown and
had a big towel for me. I never thought anything about what was going on
but when he started to undress me I became a bit shy. Placing my wet
clothes near the fire I was left in my shorts and briefs. Ricky was quick
at unhooking them leaving me in my briefs as he covered me in the large
towel. His hands slipped under the towel and removed my briefs. Seeing him
handle my Blue briefs was strange. "I am going to take a shower you want to
join me?" I was not stupid but agreed to the shower. I left the towel on a
bench then went into the shower with Ricky. We washed in the lovely hot
water. He washed my back and hair. With a hug when we were almost done this
was becoming one of the greatest days of my life. I looked him in the eyes
to see a smile then took some time at looking over his body. While my eyes
closed when the water rinsed me off I was so sure that Ricky kissed me. I
hugged him back. No more words were said we just had each other. All the
world's problems disappeared as our bodies exchanged heat as we cuddled
after the water was turned off. I wish I had a brother like him. I wish he
could live with us. I would LOVE to have him be with me all the time. The
day came to a close with him returning me back to my parents. Dad was angry
that I had not finished my homework so I was give a small supper and sent
to bed. I did finish the English but was angry that they had not understood
the house was locked when they left and I could not get the chance to
complete the task.

It was 2 days before my father spoke me to. I was supposed to be going to
see my grandparents the following weekend when most boys had a long weekend
at home. They were going away themselves so I got stuck with matron as one
of the boys who could not get home. I was so angry and made sure that she
would never see the tears that flowed. The Saturday night I waited until it
was quite late. With the skill of a secret agent I sneakily escaped from my
prison and went to the big house. I took off my shoes and climbed the back
stairs until I got to Ricky's room. I opened the door calling his name. He
lifted his head so that I could see his face with the help from the hall
light. "What are you doing here?" I explained. Ricky moved to check the
clock by his bed. "Come on trouble. You can stay here tonight. I have to be
up early tomorrow because I have to do breakfast." I closed the door and
made my way to the bed. It was me that undressed without worries. Down to
my briefs I climbed in next to my friend. It was Ricky who removed my
briefs and we hugged almost immediately. Why, I have never really asked.
But I took his underwear off as well. That night was different than all the
other times. Ricky told me he would make love to his little boyfriend but I
was never to tell our secret to anyone. I could feel him doing more than
Hug. We kissed and touched. I know I was embarrassed when I did it back. I
was so pleased that he made me feel so good. Ricky kissed every part of my
body and played for a long time with my penis. I never asked why. I never
asked what he was doing. I just kissed him allowing what ever he wanted to
do happen. I climbed upon him and felt the erection push hard against
him. Ricky tried and managed in a non-forceful way to get one of his
fingers into my anus. It was strange but I thought that if we loved each
other he knew what was going on.

I woke to the sound of the alarm going off. I found my friend and woke him
with a kiss. "I love you my little friend." We washed; Ricky dressed me
slowly touching my nakedness. I let him because it was so good. Hand in
hand we walked and called all the others who had stayed that weekend. In
one room another 2 boys shared a bed. We looked, as they got up naked as I
was. Ricky took me home and kissed me as he got me in the house. For the
rest of the day my arse was sore but my love for Ricky was so strong. We
lasted 2 more weeks but never slept together again. I never went with
another boy while my feelings for boys or men never went any further. We
left the school at the end of term. In front of my parents I hugged Ricky
with all my heart thanking him for being my friend. He kissed me. I was
never asked about that relationship by anyone. I almost forgot it that was
until Anthony told me very briefly what had happened to him. I had never
been or had feeling towards a boy or man until I was alone and the Mouse
told me about the trap he had been caught in.

Anthony was in his own world of thought. He had got back into bed thinking
about the past.

Mum and Dad would take me when I was young to Folk concerts. I loved that.
I would sit watching them mainly being ignored. They would smoke a lot.
This left me feeling funny for some reason. It was at this time I met Uncle
Jim. He was mum's brother. She would ask him to look after me a lot when
they all went out. He was fun to be around. He told me that she liked to
party so he was looking after me. Some days he would stay for 2 or 3
days. We would go to the cinema or fun fair and he was just like a boy of
my age but clearly looked several years older to me. Almost every time he
would do things that was different. He would try to get his hand inside my
shorts. I thought there was nothing wrong with that because it was fun. At
home he would always want me to get undressed. I was shy but he just took
control and removed my clothes until I was in my boxers or briefs. On one
long weekend he was bathing me when he took me out of the bath. He
undressed and got in. Taking my hand he got me to climb in with him. It was
fun as he washed me all over. After we were both dry he took me to Mum and
dad's room so we could sleep together all night. Jim changed after that. He
was different when he came to look after me. As soon as we were alone both
of us became nude. He undressed me spending a lot of time touching me. I
did not think things were wrong so I undressed him. Jim was almost 13. The
next day after we had dressed he promised to show me something. I was
forced onto the floor. My trousers were undone and taken down to my knees.
My boxers were slipped down until my dinky was showing and he rubbed it.
The skin slipped back and forth until I had this very strange feeling. I
could not describe it but it was close to the feeling you get just after
you start to piss. I liked it a lot. I watched him do it to himself until
he squirted something like spit on me. This was the time he told me I was
never to tell anyone what we do because they would put me in a home and he
would go away. "We will never see each other again."

I started to notice that mum and dad became very ill. The doctor gave them
injections to use. They had a lot. Mum became so ill that Jim came to look
after me. Nan took mum for a few days and told dad to "Get lost." I never
saw him after that. I was 9. Jim was a good look ere after. I had a friend
come back from school one day to stay over night. I woke up during the
night to hear lots of noise and saw my friend and Jim on Mums bed nude
doing all kinds of things. My friend never came to stay with me again. My
birthday came alone. I was 10. Jim said he had something special. Mum was
away for the weekend but gave me some money. I lost it though. I put it in
my moneybox but it just disappeared. Well Jim took me to the bedroom. I was
stripped. He did the same. Jim used some cream to push his finger inside my
bottom. Then my present he put his dinky that was bigger than mine inside
me. It hurt I could hear him saying things I had never heard. Then it felt
like he was pissing inside me. He rubbed my dinky until the feeling came.
It was stronger this time. He did it again until I was sore. We both slept
that night together. I could never find the present.

Mum was spending more time now in bed. One morning Jim came to see us. Mum
was fast asleep. He took me to my room. I knew what was going to happen.
That day I wanted him with me. We were naked Jim was inside me. He was
pushing hard into me and I was moaning. There was a scream. Mum was looking
at us. Jim got up slipping his boxers on. He offered mum some money to make
here feel better but she threw him out. Mum called me all the names she
could. I was packed of to Nan who cried all day. I never saw Jim again but
wish I could. I stayed with Nan until I thought she died. But I never
forgot that I was never to say anything because I had already heard the
word home mentioned I became quiet so nothing would every be known. I was
at a House with a man called Chris. He was kind but I almost told him. I am
now wondering what I should do?

It was late that day when I went to wake Anthony I had decided to go for a
walk in the woods at the back of my home. Looking upon him I managed to get
his clothes out. A little shake and he was awake. I told him what I had
decided to do and help him dress. It was a quiet walk but I decided to tell
him what had happened to me. We sat beside a small river and I began. I
noticed him take great interest in what I was saying.

Anthony told me his story with the added point at the end that no one must
ever know. After telling me why. I told him how long my story had been a
secret. I held back on nothing. Anthony even guessed that because my arse
was sore Ricky had either fingered or fucked me. I told him that I had
never been with another person but always remembered what had happened.
Anthony finally told me all. I promised not to tell anything to Miss Cooper
but he was not to worry about the home. Watching the Ducks and Moorhen swim
I listened. Although different our stories were similar in a lot of ways. I
was happy sitting there listening to the water and his story that I had not
realised just how close we were. Hugged in each other's arms it became
quiet. The light faded and we remained tightly entwined. I looked at
Anthony gently placing a kiss upon his nose.

Imagine the situation and atmosphere. Late evening. Sitting by a slow
running river in each other's arms. No tears but an understanding of what
had happened. It was not a cold night so sitting next to the river was
quite a pleasurable thing to be doing. Anthony sat between my legs resting
back while my arms engulfed him. He raised his legs until they came into
contact with my hands. My hands then moved to the sandals he was wearing.
Opening the buckles they slipped from his feet. I slipped the socks from
his feet and allowed them to slip into the river. Anthony never moved as I
got to the belt around his trousers. I opened it unhooking the trousers
after I did. Mouse never moved. I was about to place my hand inside his
trousers when I thought better of it. I did the hook back up lifting the
zip till it was closed. I folded the belt into his pocket. I whispered to
him "I think you are very special. I will make sure things will be all
right. The children's home is a nice place to be and you will never have to
tell anyone what happened. I will help you with that." As the moonlight
shone high from the sky we decided it was time to go. Walking now hand in
hand Anthony was much happier. His eyes glowed. They looked jet black but I
knew that they were the colour of beauty.

For the rest of the evening we worked upon a story for Miss Cooper the next
day. It was not hard to get a story that would make thing clear.

Miss Cooper arrived early. Anthony was in the bath. She was pleased to hear
that Anthony was settling and would talk to her. After making her a drink I
managed to get his clothes. I helped him dress then left him to talk to her
while I made myself useful at clearing up. Next to his bed I found a note
with a few words on it "Please promise me you wont tell her the truth. I
trusted you with the real story and I am so scared." It took an hour before
Miss Cooper came to me in the kitchen. "I did not know about his father. No
wonder Anthony has been so scared and not wanted to talk about it. He tells
me that you said he could remain with you for a while longer and I believe
this to be a very good thing to happen. What is your feeling on this?" I
had not mentioned this at all. "Well it would be best for him to get back
to school as soon as possible. Of course there is a place here but will
this be granted being I am a short term foster carer?" Miss Cooper changed
the form of Anthony Marshall to show that he was in a long-term
accommodation. That would be me. Miss Cooper told me the full story and she
repeated word for word what we had decided on the night before. So there we
had it, Anthony and I were to become partners of the house in the
future. The look was good and Anthony was smiling for the first time in a
very long time.


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