Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2001 18:21:31 -0400 From: paul paris Subject: The Silent Member Part 4 This is a story of the imagination. It has nothing to do with the author except he wrote it. The story is about the relationship between a man and a boy. Please check that your area will allow this type of story because some parts find this type of story illegal. I have the copyright so if you wish to print or use this for any reasons do ask. All fee-paying sites will automatically be refused. This is the final chapter in the series of four. I have proofreaders to help me being that I am dyslexic but have been told to leave it just as it is. The computer does all the work but my thoughts tell it as it could happen or in most cases some of us might wish it to be so. The Silent Member Part 4 There are certain days when time never moves. I kept looking at the clock and it seems to go backwards. Miss Cooper from Children's services came to see me. She had learned the whole story about Anthony. I listened as she told me the story I already knew. "I thought that as you had got to know him it would be best for you to tell him the bad news. Nan had died and Jim was arrested for trying to rape a young girl in the park. Now Anthony was made a Ward of Court. It was important for him to get a stable home as soon as we could. I know that you have been against this all along but we believe that if he is settled who would you feel if a permant placement could be arranged?" The shock was overwhelming. I never thought of Anthony becoming part of my family of one. "We do not normally allow a single parent to take custody of a male child." I wanted to shout that I knew all this but what ever they thought of me remember Anthony's welfare came first. " The children's services because of what Anthony has been through will look for something better if I did not agree." I pointed out that because of what happened perhaps that was the reason he had settled. He felt safe, so where better could he be. "Good I am glad you feel that way. The records confirm you status as secure but Anthony was going to be a hard child to live with. I will be talking to Anthony when he gets home from school and the a few other people will call and do more checking. You know the sort of thing. If it is agreed we will approach the mouse to ask him if he would be happy living here with you." I knew things were going fast. Miss Cooper said she would make some Tea giving me a file to read. Anthony Marshall also known as mouse was living with his Nan after his Mother caught him and her boyfriend in bed together. Mouse was being raped. It was not the first time. He had played the game to get money. The money would be placed in a box where the mother would take it to buy drugs. One day she was desperate for her fix that when she went to the box it was empty. Angrily she went to ask her son where the money was. Here boyfriend was in the process of his habitual raping of her son when she saw what was going on. The man known as Jim offered her cash but her motherly instinct took over pummelling him to the ground then taking the rest of her anger out on her son. She verbally and physically beat him till he was almost dead. Nan took the boy in not wanting to here the story threatening to have her Daughter Jailed. She brought back the boy to health but the shock had taken its toll. The boy stopped speaking for almost a year. The Nan had a stroke but with some sort of automatic clock working he took him self to the police where he had his address upon it. They found the body that was rushed to hospital. The boy's home was checked and a putrefied body was in the bed. It was the mother She had been stabbed to death. It is assumed that her pimp or drug delivery courier had passed a bad bag of Heroin. To make sure she was dead he stabbed her several times. The boy Anthony was placed in short term care where he spoke for the first time. We are trying to get the carer Chris to allow Anthony to become part of his home on a permanent basis. The child has not had a good start but we will be doing all we can to ensure that he gets the right home and life all children deserve. Each page though not need to be signed was. A teardrop fell from me leaving a make on each of the five pages. "Ah I see you have read it all. Here we are hot sweet tea, best thing for shock and a tissue for the remaining tears." I passed the forms back to here and sat quietly thing over and over again at what I had read. I could hear the size 3 shoes come running down the road. They stopped and slowly made there way to the door. Mouse gently came in. "Uncle what's the matter?" bright kid. He came over and sat with me while I gushed tears for both of us. "Your Nan has died Mouse so it's just me and you now." Miss Cooper kindly waited until we had both stopped crying. Between us the tissue box was empty. "Anthony we must get you with a family so you can put this all behind you. You need to start fresh. Jim will never see you again. "I want to stay with Uncle Chris. Can you make this happen?" "Well I think that's down to your Uncle now." With a stroke of the hand she left us to talk and cry alone. I never thought about the choice I had to make but allowed the sorrow gently escape between us both. "Do you think we can live together like this mouse?" I have heard people say that heartache does strange things to people. Why I cannot say but we were both tied up in each other that going to bed were the next step. Sitting him down I slipped his shoes and socks from him. Our lips became like a vice holding on to each other tightly. The top button of the shirt was open. I did not bother with undoing the others I just pulled them open. I slipped my shirt off and it was almost an electric shock when our bodies touched. My hands touched every part of him. With one hand I un-hooked his trousers. I slipped them off. He wanted this I could feel it. Mouse just pulled on me. the jeans un-popped sliding down. Tugging them off he clambered on top of me. His bottom was so smooth encased in the material of his briefs that it took 1 tug and they were down. Slipping his hand inside made we went at it like rabbits until I climaxed as I had never before. As it happened I slipped finger inside him. Just a few pushes and he came. The gurgling noises of the semen mixing together were wonderful. We never moved we just slept until we both seem to wake at the same time. We bathed together that night. I allowed mouse to wash me bringing me to another climax. He watched carefully as the sperm slipped into the bath. We talked long and hard for a long time saying that if we were to become a family then what had happened may never happen again. It was something that would complicate things. Mouse did not understand but his thoughts of staying as a family were more important than the sex. No forms to sign we agreed and called Miss Cooper. It was 9pm and had lost all track of time. Dry but naked we spoke to her "Oh I get the call now." She said. "I have to be honest I have already put the forms through and I took it as a go after you both were crying in each others arms. Father and Son if I am not mistaken." We went to our own rooms to sleep. It was an hour before I gave in and called for my mouse. He like me was wide awaking unable to sleep. It was funny no sooner as we had got together we were asleep. I hugged the mouse like a small sleeping kitten. He phone woke me at 8pm. "Chris? Miss Cooper here please be at my office with Anthony at 9-30am. Its important." She had gone. I gathered some clothes for Mouse and took them into him. I helped him, that's wrong I enjoyed undressing and dressing Mouse very much. Dressed he made some toast and I had a quick shower. I dressed in best clothes making Mouse laugh saying I looked like a Teacher. He was pretty smart himself. I made a fool of myself by buying a leather Jacket for each of us. Yes it was a bit mad but we looked a couple now, yes Father and Son. We saw here come running beckoning us to follow her. "I want you to meet someone." In a large room a man sat at the far end of a massive table "Miss Cooper is this what I have been made to wait for?" There was a conference that I could not here. "Anthony Marshal would you come talk to me please." I took off his jacket allowing him more freedom. "Well now they young man I have heard about your story and we think its time you had you say in what was going to happen in your life. The time has come the Walrus said to talk of many things." Mouse looked puzzled then answered "Alice in wonderland." The old man smiled saying that he had a clever young man in his presence. "As you have no family what do you think would be the best thing to do?" Mouse looked around the room and answered." I have a family." "Miss Copper what's going on I has no papers about this." She smiled "Mouse tell the judge what you mean." He smiled. "Well before we go on what's this mouse?" I stood starting to explain that it was my fault. "Is you Anthony Marshal?" I said no and sat back down. "Sorry Judge this is my Uncle Chris who called me mouse because I did not talk or want to talk in the beginning." He looked at me "I see then mouse what shall we do with you?" I could see tears start to form and passed a tissue to him. "I want to stay with uncle. I have no one else." The judge looked at him and said "Well that's where we have a problem. Single people cannot look after children on there own that's the rules." Anthony became angry. "Its your problem then not mine. You asked me what I wanted and I told you. You said no. Okay I want to live with the Queen and take her dogs for a walk every day." Abruptly the judge told him not to be silly. "Oh is that another one of your rules." "He makes sense I suppose in his own way. Right I will make an order that will come into full force in three-month time. Mr Harris what do you have to say about this. As soon as I sign this form you will have a son. If after three months its not working then other arrangements will be made." I don't know about you but have you seen those dos that sit in the back window if a car nodding their heads. Well that's just what I was doing. "Judge." Said mouse can I ask one other thing please?" The judge smiled for the first time. "Of course you can." Anthony smiled. "If Chris will be my Dad I want to change my mane." It was quiet when the Judge answered "To what?" Anthony Mouse Harris." The Judge laughed out loud. "Highly irregular but you get one wish from me granted. Anthony Mouse Harris take your dad home I think he needs a drink. Mouse ran the length of the room throwing himself into my arms. The judge shook my hand and Miss Cooper gave me a kiss. Passing a form that conformed the order of the judge I sat for a moment. "Chris don't worry I saw something between you and mouse that very first day. I fast-tracked all your check ups and have fantastic reports from a number of colleagues and friends. Especially. We think a great deal about you as well. The young man standing beside you thinks the world of you and we will be here for the next three months I doubt you will need us but just in case. Happy Master Harris?" Anthony bounced saying "Mouse has a home and needs not be scared of it being a trap." We both looked at him but he had gone telling anyone he could he had a new dad. Even the cleaner who was in floods of tears? "Take things easy Chris and you know where we are if you need us." I did let go giving her a hug. In four weeks I had been looking after a mouse that once had a friend then an Uncle now a Dad. We did stop for a drink on the way home. "Root beers all round," my son, shouted. We stopped at the school to show them the papers but were informed of the decision already. I decided to take the rest of the day of. We made a picnic and headed to the woods then the river. I watched my son practising to write his name several times finally he was happy with Anthony M Harris. I lay a large blanket on the ground under a Willow tree. We ate a good picnic then lay there looking at the sun going down. It was still warm so I was glad of the cream to protect our skin. It was quiet even the bird had been told to give us some peace. "Are you really my dad now?" I smiled at him "It looks that way mouse." He moved closer until we kissed. I loved this little mouse. He undid the string that held his shorts up slowly slipping them down. I never thought of being seeing or caught so took the rest of his clothes of and kissed him. I used my lips to kiss every part of him. My lips could feel the start of the silky hair above his penis. This brought immediate reaction and erection. Slipping the skin back I suckled his penis. His hand grabbed hair and forced my mouth onto his ever-growing erection. The reaction was tremendous because he came spraying a tiny spurt of semen into my mouth. It tasted of him, his nectar combined with sugar and salt. My son had started to become an adult. The erection never went down but he did pulling at my clothing till I to was naked. We lay entwined in each other's body kissing passionately for a long time. The wind chilled so we climbed under the blanket. I looked at all the clothing lay around us and again never worried about being seen or caught. The passion began to rise again but it was Anthony who did all the work. His lips had become expert in what he knew how to do. Taking some cream he slowly rubbed it up and down the erect shaft of my penis. I thought I was going to cum but he was in control. Getting on me he took my penis and gently sat upon it. The tip got to the hole. I could feel the pressure and tried to stop him. To late I was inside. He was moving freely up and down. I had never thought about this until now. He managed to take it all. He was such an expert. After a few minutes slid of me with his legs apart. I turned on him re-entering the hole. Thrusting gently then harder as time went by. Suddenly as if I had no control I was eruption into him. Every jet forcing the hole to become bigger and bigger. I fuck him there and then under the tree of the weeping willow. I never made a noise but just wished it would never stop. It did of course the semen was slipping from his hole. I watched in fascination. It was as if he had a runny nose but what a place to have a nose. I told him how special he was and just how much trouble we would be in if anyone was ever to find out. "What and loose my dad. This was my gift to you I was never asked before if I wanted it, it was just done Can we always be together to love, be happy and safe?" I nodded just like the dog. We both dressed in shorts making our way home. I made a hot drink and ran a bath. The water was warm and full of bubbles. "You will be safe dad." I was not sure what he meant. Climbing in with me I washed him all over. I rubbed his erection till I saw for myself the spray of maturity come forth. He was very tired. Just as I went to get out he kissed me letting his tongue caress mine. "I know you will be safe Dad." I held his cheeks asking him what he meant. "I am sorry Nan is dead but I know you will be safe. I told her the whole story. She took me home telling me to collect every penny I could find. I took all the money from my box and mums purse. As I was finished I sat because Nan was going to talk to mum. I heard a scream. Nan stabbed mum with a knife for making me do the things I did. I had to keep it a secret but you are my dad and I know I can trust you." I sat there cradling him while he cried. So I now knew how his mum died. A convenient ending for the mother who made her son pimp for her drug money. "I love you son and promise you will never have to do that for me." We struck a bargain that he would give me what ever I needed as long as he could now be safe. I agreed to the young mouse that allowed a rat to share his hole. I still care for my son even thought he has left home to go to University. He has the large room when he comes home because he has found another mouse with which he shares his cheese. His name is Patrick and has a similar story to tell but a promise is a promise. My mouse is happy. We still cry sometimes but that when we are sad. I have looked after 3 other boys since mouse but time came when my devotion was more for my own family than all the others. I hope that one day you find a love like that even if it's in your imagination. The End Comments to Shakesbeer@ureach.com All flames ignored and extinguished.