Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 16:25:40 -0400 From: paul paris Subject: The Silent Member part 3 This is a story of the imagination. It is a story about a man and a boy. This has nothing to do with the author except he wrote it. If man boy relationships are not your kind of thing then please leave now. I have the copyright to this and other stories. If you wish to use them in any way please ask before doing so. All fee-paying sites will be refused. Please check that the story contained is legal in your country because in a number they are frowned upon. I am a dyslexic writer and have proofreaders to help me. I say that but my computer does most of the work. This story has been recommended to be as told without many changes so do please enjoy Comments to Shaksbeer@ureach.com Flames will be ignored. The Silent Member Part 3 About a mile away was a school that I thought Anthony would be happy at. The school had heard all about him and his records had been passed on. I was given a uniform by the child welfare. It was quite smart. I brought the other things he would need. I worked as a manager in a shipping factory sending things all over the world. My immediate boss had given me as much time as I needed to settle Anthony in. It was just like taking a 5 year old to school on his first day. No sooner than he was through the doors I began to miss his considerably. I tried to keep my mind occupied by doing some retail therapy. Clothes to add to his collection would be a good idea. So a trip to the clothing stores and I gave my credit card a battering. I thought about things, I even thought about asking Anthony to choose what we should do this weekend. Chris had all the normal feeling but they did increase when Anthony was brought home that afternoon. The now bouncing boy arrived in from school giving a full run down about the day. Anthony was sitting on my lap with a coke in one hand and apple in the other. He was hot but I was pleased to see the dark eyes and long hair back in the house. Miss Cooper called to get an update. Also she left the form to confirm I was a long-term carer. We were talking when a scream was heard from the bedroom. Anthony came rushing through like Wildebeest on a charge. He threw himself on top of me in tears. "Is all those things for me?" Bringing himself back to reality he realised what Anthony meant. "Yes of course after all you cannot go about naked can you." The hug was different. He ignored the fact that Miss Cooper was there. "Well mouse you had better put the things away before the rats get them." Anthony happily made his way to the bedroom while Chris told Miss Cooper what that was all about. "Well I am pleased to see you getting on so well. I will be just a call away so I think its best to give you some time. I will call you in about a week. Maybe 2." With that she shouted goodbye to Anthony and was gone. "You never told her anything did you?" I grabbed Anthony and reassured him that I made a promise and had not broken it. Taking my hand he led me to his room showing me just where his knew thing would be going. Anthony was becoming closer in my heart every day. The walk in the woods became a regular thing. Hand in hand we would stroll through the grass and flowers not moving apart from one another at any time what so ever. What ever I had brought for him to wear, every day he looked lovelier and lovelier. I would have on any other occasions asked for help to understand my thoughts and feelings. I would sit just after I served Mouse his tea. I would look at him examining every pore that was on his face. I saw him dressed and in the bath also in pyjamas just as if he were my own son. The help I would have asked for was simple. Do you think I am in love with him? I did manage to sit by the river looking at the mouse. I did not know what to do. Man, man relationships had never happened. Man, boy relationships had never happened. I was the one who was loved when I was young and because of that I did learn to love myself. I did not care he was older and I was never told it was wrong. Only as I grew up did I get to understand that it was something that was wrong. I always said to myself after I was fully aware of the situation, if its wrong why did I want to be with Ricky .Why was it possible for a young boy to love an old man. Now those thoughts were reversed. How was Mouse capable of loving an older person who said they loved him after mouse was almost raped? I had eyes that reacted like magnets. Every time Anthony came into my sight clothed, naked or just like a scruffy boy I would see nothing but him. With every day I got to know more and it was clear after a week that Jim had used Anthony as a toy. He did not feel used in fact he was being noticed so went along with everything that happened. Because he was touched he had decided that this was better than being ignored. His parents only ever had time for the drugs and the getting of them. The school did send me a note saying how well he was doing, so it was clear that having a big brother was doing him far better now. The walks we made were almost every night. Where most boys would run and play Anthony just moulded his hand into mine. Almost 12 now so I expected some tantrums but was I wrong he was the most well behaved mouse I had ever known. It did not take long before I was completely in awe of Anthony. He would act completely different at school compared to home. He started to make friends that pleased me. I promised a weekend away. To you and I a weekend away constituted the words fun, fun, fun. This was however to be a weekend with a conservation team collecting rubbish from the side of a river. Cans, fishing line and all the other kinds of rubbish you could think of. While at school I packed a rucksack then did the same for Anthony. Warnings never look in a book that has the word personal on it. Mouse had a book like this hidden in his schoolbooks. I am not a nosey person but could not resist having a look. "I have been with Chris for a while now. I am settling down behaving like a family. Our trips through the woods show that I have deep feelings for a person who I have not known for very long. We have hugged together as though we are made for each other. He has washed me, bathed me, dressed me and always been there when I needed someone. I remember the things Jim did to me and understand that it was for one reason only. If Chris was to ask me to go to bed with him, I would. Until a while ago he was a stranger. Now I would do anything for him also let him do anything he wanted to me. I might be a poof as my mum screamed at me but Chris is someone I would be happy to be a poof with. I have much to learn and an older boy was good to Chris so I hope he would be the older person in my life to teach me what I need to know. I write this because it's my private book so I can write what I want. Chris I love you and wish you would take my private body you know and love it so it will be something I will never forget. Will write more tomorrow." I almost collapsed after reading the book but after I put it back where it was I could not get the thought out of my mind. Anthony returned home and I was silent. He did ask what was wrong and I did my best to detract from what I knew. We took our walk in the woods and while at the river I removed his shoes and sock as normal allowing his feet to drop into the water. I was cuddling him so took this one stage further. I took off his belt placing it on the ground next to us. With a quick movement I unhooked his trousers slipping the zip down. This was as you may have read something that was common. Today I did one thing different. With one finger it slipped under the waistband until I was able to stroke the skin above his penis. Smooth and hairless I moved back and forth until we both looked into each other's eyes. I did not do this for long but I did keep looking at his expression. As we walked back home the tightness of our fingers was something that I will never forget. Entering the house Anthony knelt before me. "What happened?" I admitted to finding and reading his book. I told him I was slightly embarrassed. I could see that he was red but did not want him to feel bad because of what happened. I ran a bath for him as usual but this time I undressed him with more passion than ever before. I folded his clothes placing them upon the stool near the sink until it was time for his trousers to be removed. As in the woods I unhooked them pulling so the zip fell on its own. As they fell down I lifted his feet one by one until he stood in front of me wearing nothing but a pair of yellow briefs. I never thought things would ever get this far but my feelings had changed. I was like Ricky so I treated him the same. Anthony placed his arms around me allowing me the freedom to slip the briefs over his bottom then pulling forwards I uncovered his penis and they fell to the floor. Today I was on my knees looking at my young friends nude body. My fingers stroked him up and down. With a hand between his legs cupping his balls I lifted him into the water immersing his body into the foam. I partially sat down so I could see him wash. We never spoke but today we both became aware that it was enjoyable to bathe with a stranger. 20 minutes he took. I helped him out of the bath at the end. Covered in a towel I was asked the question that today had a different meaning. "Uncle do you love me?" I thought for all off 1 second. With a hand either side of the crimson cheeks I answered. "Anthony, I do think you are very special. When I was at school I know how much Ricky cared for me. If I could do the same for you it would make me so happy. Can we love each other? I can only say I have never heard of something like that before. I will never hurt or harm you in any way by doing what Jim did to you. So I guess the answer is, yes I love you Anthony I most certainly do." With the towel around him Anthony went to his bedroom. It was a while before he came back to the living room to relax before bed. I brought him some hot milk but noticed quite clearly that he had been crying. I forgot my drink. Sitting next to him I asked what was wrong. I never got an answer. I could see he was looking at the steam coming from his cup on the table. I took his hand asking in a tone of sadness what was wrong. Anthony looked at me "Uncle. No body has ever loved me unless they wanted something. I have come to see that now. You have never asked anything. You have only given. It is strange for me because I would do anything for you. I never want to feel the pain I suffered before. Please do not take this the wrong way but I love you as well and I want you to ask me anything so I can prove it." This was a strange thing for a boy to say. I placed my arm around him, comforting him as the tears flowed. "Anthony Mouse I do not need anything from you. We have a secret. We love each other and that's good enough for me." I gave him his milk. While he sipped it I stroked his leg giving his head a kiss every now and again. I thought back to my childhood remembering what it was like. My hand moved higher and lower on his leg. I drew circles around his nipples one after another. When the cup was put down I held his chin gently kissing his nose. Anthony started to undo my shirt buttons then the cuffs and I let him slip it off leaving me like he was bare chested. As soon as his skin touched mine we were so happy. We moved to the settee. I helped Anthony lay down. I puckered my lips and gently blew short sharp breaths over his chest. "That tickles." I believe it was me who felt the feelings that I knew should not be there. I placed my head on him hearing the faint thumping of the heart. I tried to hold back but it just did not work. I kissed his lips with such tenderness he seemed to respond by giving me a kiss in return. Our love was sealed. Moving back there was Mouse, smiling wearing an open shirt and boxers without a care in the world. Because I sat upon my knees looking at him up and down his look changed. I whispered to him, "Anthony lets take that shirt off." The shirt lay over the settee and many things went through my mind. I held his hands using my forefinger to manipulate his fingers allowing him to laugh every now and again. "Uncle whets the matter. Have I done something wrong?" I sat Anthony up. Sitting next to him I placed an arm around him. "No Mouse you have done nothing wrong at all. Its just me." Because of his look I explained that if anyone was to have been looking at us this evening there could have been all sorts of trouble. "You want me to go to bed with you don't you?" I did not smile I just said "Is it that obvious?" Anthony climbed upon my lap. "I will sleep with you." "You know what this means don't you. No one must ever know because if they do it will be the same as you and Jim. We will never see each other again." Anthony started to cry. "Oh but I did it with Jim for Mum but I want to do this with you because I believe it's the right thing to do. Jim taught me a lot but I never did the things for me. Uncle if you are sure then so is I." I cleared up the things and wound up the clock in the hall. 8pm so early tonight but it might be a long night if things go the way they could. The bed was tidy so the time had come for us to be together for the right reasons. I let Anthony lead me to the bedroom then closed the door. I sat on the bed with him right in front of me. Taking his head I kissed him. His arms slipped around me. When we came up for air Anthony slipped beneath the sheet. He watched as I removed my trousers. "On or off Mouse you choose?" As I stood there Anthony pulled back the covers. I just took my place next to him and we hugged together for the first time. Remembering Ricky I slowly slipped his boxer shorts down until they were off. I could feel him shake. "Do not be scared I will not hurt you." I started to feel my short coming down so I helped a little then we were both naked and so much in love. Anthony was on his tummy when I started to touch him. At the pace of a snail my hand touched every part of his skin I could get to. His bottom was so smooth that I could feel the crack begin to open when my hand got to it. "Mouse turn over for me please." Slowly he turned over. My hand rested on his leg. I was stroking him again and my hand got closer and closer to getting between his legs. "Are you sure mouse because I will love you even if we did nothing at all?" Turning on his side Anthony came closer to me. We touched. The kiss we had was so powerful that I could feel his penis against me start to grow. Natural or not but my erection found its way between his legs. My hand slipped between us and there it was, in my hand, not big not small but an erection belonging to a 12 year old boy. I flipped the covers from us. Anthony was close to me looking as I was at his penis. I gentle rotated the skin and a gasp followed by a moan left his lips. I started to rub the skin up and down "Oh Chris I want you, Make it happen between us. Take me for your own." Suddenly Anthony shivered and stiffened. His erection stiffened and twitched. 2 small drips gently escaped the hole at the tip. He was done. I lay quiet while his breathing slowed and he fell asleep. I covered us both up and we stayed that way all night until we awoke the next day. After a quick pee I helped him dress for school. I made breakfast that disappeared very quickly and I was alone. I sorted the clothes out and found a note upon my pillow. "You have brought back happiness to my life. No matter what I have been through you have made life better to live. I was not sure about last night. This morning I knew that you Chris do love me no matter what I have been through. It is as if I have got something all over again the chance to have a life. Dad would sound strange but my love is even better. Your boy Mouse." I read the note time and time again. Then placed it in the wallet I always carried. Time was late morning and what a better time to sit and cry with love in my heart. I do not know how long I had been crying but I just had time to wash before Miss Cooper came to see me. Anthony's first test results from his school had been sent to her and they were Grade A Previously he was a grade c student. Of course I gave the credit to Anthony and the school but Miss Cooper said I should not take anything away from myself. From what they had heard he was a changed boy. She wondered if I would be interested in keeping young Ant oh Mouse with me for a while longer. I said I did not mind but when she said "In fact Chris we would like you to think about keeping Anthony with you on a permanent basis. People do not want older children so they are very hard to place. He looks like he is happy hear and normally we don't go in for the business of couples looking after children if one will do. Could you cope with that?" I thought but said almost straight away that it would be up to Anthony. As she was nodding Anthony came in. It was like a storm. Bag dropped on the floor, shoes kicked off and straight to kitchen for a drink. I know this sounds like it was a put up job but I went mad." Anthony!!!!!" He came in with a milk stain around his lips. "This is your home so please treat it with respect. Now bag away and get changed. Shoes in the porch they have to be cleaned. Finally we have guests and I would be happy if you used your manners to say hello." He did everything I said even to apologise for his rudeness. He greeted Miss Cooper with a hug and offered her a drink. I told him that Miss Cooper needed to talk to him and got up to get a drink myself seeing I was never offered. Upon my return they both laughed. "Uncle Chris looks in the mirror." There for all to see was milk all around my mouth just like Anthony. "Will this be all right with you Uncle? Can I stay with you for longer than planned?" I said that if he followed all the rules and agreed to extra work then yes because he would be part of the family. Mice can jump but this mouse almost flew into my arms. "Thank you Uncle." Miss Cooper was happy even saying that we looked like a family already. She left us saying that she would be back in a month. It had been a hard day so I collapsed on the settee. Anthony climbed on top saying, "Well now we are a family I guess I can stop calling you uncle." I laughed saying that would be fine. "I love you Dad!" We spoke for a long time even through tea that was just plain beans on toast. I was reading the paper while Anthony did the washing up when a boy carrying his pyjamas invaded me. "You want to get me ready for bed?" I took his clothes. "I read your note that you left me." We embraced. I took off his jumper followed by his shirt. Sitting him down I removed his socks. No belt today so I unhooked his trousers quite easily. We kissed again only this time we never parted. I slipped his trousers off and there he was naked. He had forgotten to put his under clothes on this morning being late. I sat back looking at him. His hair was medium in length. His eyes were the darkest blue. Thick lashes. His upper body tanned. From the waist down he was white without a hair to be seen. His penis was 3 inches in length, the width just large enough to hold between my thumb and forefinger. I had to hold and kiss the boy who had stolen my heart. I was becoming bold. "Anthony do not bother with your pyjamas or shorts stay just as you are. "He smiled sitting in my lap "For you dad anything. I love you. What would I have done if you had never been here when I needed someone?" I held him around his bottom and said "I will always be here so do not worry." There I was. The roles were reversed. I was Ricky and Anthony was I all that time ago at school. The only difference was that I did not know what to do next. I at Anthony's age just lie there and let things happen. I slipped open the drawer at the table next to us. Removing a pad I said to Anthony, "I would like you to write down for me two lists. One is to contain what you like having done then the other list is to tell me what you do not like." For some reason he took his clothes disappearing into his room. I bathed while this was going on but was a little surprised when he came in the bathroom having finished his task. "Uncle." This was serious. "Am I a poof?" I told him the word was homosexual, poof was a slang word bandied about by people who wanted to try and hurt or upset others. "Am I a homosexual?" I went into explaining what that was and Anthony listened with interest. "I have never liked girls but did like boys even what Jim did to me even when it was nasty." I told him to be whom he wanted. That seemed to answer his question. I shaved then dressed in clothing for bed. I sat with a glass of Brandy. This was unusual because I only ever opened the bottle if I had a hard job to do at home or the day had been very stressful. A while passed before Anthony came out and sat next to me? I was handed the pad and started to read. He had put on some briefs so I gathered that I had made this serious. I remember how I felt with Ricky and what I would be happy with him doing to me. The do's were longer than the don'ts He basically wanted to be loved in every way possible. I was surprised to read that it would be all right if I ripped his clothes. The don'ts there were 2. Don't send him to the home. 2, if he had to go then don't let him go without giving him something special. I read everything again and agreed. Anthony asked me to do the same. "This might take some time. Will you please go to your room and put on your red short pyjama's then make a drink for us both." Then he was gone. I could not think clearly but thought that I would ask him to trust me and learn to love without fear. There he was looking at me so beautiful. Passing Anthony the book he looked and laughed. "I trust you already. I do love you. How many people would let you play with their dinky and enjoy letting you do it?" I grabbed my mouse explaining that I understood but also telling him that I loved him and would not worry if I never touched his dinky, "Its called Penis Anthony." Again. "Uncle I have always wanted to be loved in any way possible. I do not mind you touching me in fact I like it. I wish I could prove my love to you. Jims kind was fun but you do it different because I can feel the word love go right through my body." Taking his hand I took him to my room asking if he wanted to spend the night with me again. "You do not have to ask me that. I want to be with you always." I slipped the covers and sheet back off the bed. Lifting Anthony I placed him in the middle of the bed. Seeing him there in the short pyjamas I turned off the light. Taking off my clothes I placed a knee either side of him. Slowly I undid the three buttons on his jacket. I sat him up and lifted it away. Pressing him back down I reached for the shorts. Finding a button at the top and halfway down I proceeded to undo them. Carefully I slipped them down. They slid down his waist and legs being there was still no growth of hair. There he was naked. I began to use my lips kissing every part of him. The kiss we had encouraged our tongues to explore the insides of each other's mouth. "Uncle call me Son please." I gave a little laugh. "Son I want to make love with you, Do you know how to make love?" Anthony was still for a moment then said he had done some things with Jim but not much. Side by side we lay stroking each other. I found Anthony's penis erect. Gently I rubbed it and was shocked because he reached out doing the same to me. It took less than a minute before I climaxed spraying sperm over us both. Anthony cum as I finished. Shaking through his own body I kissed him feeling the trickling seed come forth from him "Oh dad I love you so much." I kissed him again. "Oh son I love you. But you had better stick with the uncle just in case." That night we slept tightly that when I woke I found my finger was somewhere that I could not remember putting it. We dressed each other the next day and I made sure he had briefs on. That morning as he left I waved goodbye hoping the day would be over soon. I missed his company but most of all I was missing his love.