Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2002 16:46:32 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: Part 6 of The Microscope This story has come with the help of a friends thought. Fiction is a wonderful way to tell a story. The imagination has completed what I hope will be one of my special tales of a dream. The story concerns the life of a teenager and a boy/s. In some countries the age of the older having potential sex with the eventual illegal so do please check so that your are safe. I have he copyright to this and all other stories of mine so do please ask if you wish to use them for any reason. I am dyslexic and being treated for cancer. This story is something that came about while drifting through the many drug-induced sleeps I take. The proofreaders have left it to me being different to write it as I have. To all readers and my best wishes for 2002. I thank you for all your emails and thoughts. The Microscope Chapter 6 I mentioned to you that I had fallen in love. I think this statement is far from complete. If I am to be honest with all the readers then you have to know who I was in love with and why. The day that Edward came into my room looking like he had slept in a haystack all night should have brought the extra punishment any boy would receive because of tardiness. I told Edward that he was to see me that evening with the clothes he would wear the next day. I thought that I had bitten off more than I should. Before he arrived Cameron called to get the tube checked. It was stuck. The oil helped and I decided that he had to keep it in a few more days. He told me that he had managed to take it out for the daily ritual of going to the toilet then replaced it with no harm at all. Jay would keep an eye on him. I told Wilson and Ian after jay that tonight I did not want to be disturbed. I told Wilson the truth why but Jay and Ian got the explanation that I was into studying so could not be disturbed. Wilson brought Edward to me. The boy was in tears for doing nothing. I sat him down clutching a bundle of clothes he would be wearing tomorrow. "Edward I am going to help you. I will show you how to dress and unlike today you will be clean and tidy but smart will go with that as well." I took the clothes from him and was blatant enough to clasp the boy hugging him with various comments that told him things would be alright. I sat beside him and stroked his head while the tears subsided. I am being truthful when I say that I never meant to become erotic in any way with Edward but I mentioned he was like a magnet so he was drawn to me or perhaps I was drawn to easily to him. I rambled on for a while when I did without thinking place a hand either side of his tear stained face. For a moment in time we froze. Edward never moved when I came in contact with his face. Okay so it was lips to lips. Neither of our heads moved, me forwards or Edwards pulling back. All of a sudden I was madly open. I told Edward that I wished he was my brother. That sounds reasonable. It was when I said that if he was we could sleep together and kiss more without anyone knowing. I know, the head boys lost his marbles and am clearly indulging in a bit of sexual enticement with a boy aged 11. He now had every right to run off and tell the headmaster what had happened being that a man in his eyes had made a sexual comment to him that if he was correctly brought up was something that was not allowed to happen. I was looking in his blue eyes for nothing. I never expected a comment. What I did expect was more tears of fear. Edward's face dropped after the kiss so I thought the worse. I made the bigger move that could have brought the house down. I stood him up and hugged him tight. I told him how I felt again explaining that I wanted so much to do things with him that most people would see as bad or serious being he was a boy. I waited but got no more tears. All I got was a surprise. "Why?" Edward's face looked at me but it had some sort of smile. I wondered if this was a decision on his part to agree. I sat on the chair lifting Edward so that he stood in front of me. I was not sure what to do next but asked a very silly question. "Did you bring and pyjamas with you?" Edward gave a small laugh then told me that he used a shirt to sleep in. I hugged him and this time I did get a response. Edward's small frame came closer and hugged in return. "Edward I wish you could understand. If you did son then you would know why I would like to undress you then be with me all night. I want to see you undressed and hold you like that. I have this feeling that maybe I shouldn't. I watch and look after all the boys but you have only been the one boy who has taken my heart. Now that's sloppy old stuff but this kid was draining my feelings. His face said yes like mine but as yet it had only been me who had said what I was feeling. I did not expect an 11-year-old boy to beg me to love him; after all he could not have known really what was actually happening. Suddenly the sound that I had not heard for almost 5 years came from the boy's mouth. "Peter is you asking me to go to bed with you?" My name is Collins and don't you forget it. "Yes Edward and a whole lot more." "Edward I do not think you will understand but there is a lot more to how I feel about you than any other boy at this school. If you had said yes then I would want to show you without fear what the feelings are. I would know that I will be scared but you have nothing to be scared of because I want you to be happy. I can do that. There is only one answer. Either yes or no but if you are scared I understand just forgive me for telling you how I feel." "Peter will anyone come in?" I went through the complete story saying how things are safe. "I am scared because I have never done anything like this before but maybe this will answer you." Edward kissed me without any force or pressure. All the time we kissed I hugged him while the other opened and removed the belt he had finally put on after the advice this morning. I carefully lifted Edward up and rested him on my bed. I began at the shoes followed by the socks. I placed them under the chair. Slowly I opened every button on his shirt till the vest he had on was showing. After I sat him up the shirt came off. Three buttons had to be opened on his trousers. The metal zip crackled through the room. I tugged at the bottom and the trousers after a while came off I sat upon the bed and looked straight into Edwards face. He was looking around. I could see his head move every time my hands did and I wondered if he was scared at what was going on. "If you think it is fair then I will undress as far as you are. If I was honest I would love you to undress me but I do not think you are quite ready for that yet." "Peter lay with me and I will try." It took all my power to stay back from ripping the clothes he had left on off. I mean how quick could a white vest and Purple shorts take to remove. Before I lay with Edward we were kissing again and it was the most wonderful thing I had ever done with anyone at all. I never thought it would go that far but Edward was good at removing the clothes I had on. Edward stood on my bed while the shirt was removed. Quickly his fingers opened the trousers and they fell to the ground. I stepped out of them so that all I was left with was shorts. I took his vest and removed that and I had my boy almost naked. I was feeling guilty at stroking his skin begging that he did not mind. I got a surprise. Edward took his shorts down and stood there. I hugged him close so that his whole body could be against mine. I slipped my shorts off and run to turn out the light. When I got back I grabbed Edward and went overboard at telling him how he made me feel. Our lives at that moment changed. He was becoming excited and I told him what I could feel. I laid with him and our legs entwined. I used words that were a mystery to him. Fancy pleading with a child of 11 to let go and make love. I doubted that even 9 out of 10 words I used he recognised. He had a good idea and being naked it did not worry him. His body responded to my touch and his small quiet voice said, "I now know what it is to be loved." We both fell to the bed and Edward landed on top of me. His penis was eager to feel the sensations that I was trying to give it. I slipped him from me and my hand was in charge. It was moving over every part of his body giving him the shock that one naked form can give to another. I tried to get more intimate but his legs closed together stopping my hand and fingers from going between his legs. I did have the peas in a sack while holding the every increasing erection. It took a finger a thumb to rub his skin up and down. I followed my hand till I took a chance using my lips to hold his penis. I managed to get a finger close to his hole. Lifting his legs the finger was easy to push in. The finger combined with my lips brought on what was like a bull bucking to get a rider off its back. He went solid then a jet, not a lot, but a jet that shocked me. I tasted honey and salt. Edward was groaning. I lifted his legs and tried so hard to get into him. I begged him to open. With a gentle push I broke through and another groan. I pushed harder then ceased so that he might get used to the penetration. I was being so gentle. Edward could not feel me push. I got into a rhythm than enabled me to start the kissing again. I was almost all the way in when it became clear what I was about to do. With one last thrust the floodgates opened. I pumped so much into Edward that he described what he was feeling in great depth. The sensations forced several contractions and we both came together. It was magnificent. I groaned followed by a softer groan from Edward till we were both spent. I pulled from him and wiped off the excess. I took the young lad under the covers and while we hugged sleep overcame us. I held the boy all night. It was not till the birds started that we both awoke. I could not see the time but when Wilson called in to say that he would make tea I realised what the time was. I ran a bath and I took Edward in with me. Covered in bubbles we both lay in the water. Wilson brought my Tea but ignored Edward. I washed him clean and surprised him with a soapy morning wank. He did it to me and was pleased to get covered in the seed of excitement. I dried us both off and checked the boy out. He was a bit red but had survived the excitement of last night. The clothes he brought last night I dressed him and he was so smart. Edward had grown up last night. Several times while kissing we were interrupted but ignored the people who came in. Chris made his voice clear when he said, "Oh I wish that was me." The headmaster said I was a different person that morning. "Must be coz you had a good nights sleep." Good night yes. Sleep no. I did not see Edward for the rest of the day but when we did it was as if we had been apart for years. He was there when I checked on Cameron. He pulled out the tube and I covered him in Castor Oil cream. I watched, as Edwards finger was the first to enter Cameron. The Pippin's started to get together and help each other with work. I could not let my feeling go for Edward. Ian and Jay did all they could to get me the time with him I needed. One night I got Chris to keep me company while the others had prep. I taught Chris how to use his lips while I treated him the same. It was that night that Chris told me about not coming before. He managed some drips but all to soon it was over. I started a chat going after prep for the Pippin's and others who wanted to join in about school. It helped a few. Others had their own thing even Jay and Alan managed to get together. On night rounds I saw them in the same bed while others ignored what was going on. Two days into the week a new boy joined the school. Jimmy called Jim was 10 and very homesick. He was something different. He was a quiet boy apart from the tears that were a regular happening. He was as I remember one boy who was told all what happened to the others for fear rather than understanding. Useless at tea making, burnt crumpets but lacked love in abundance. I never made any approach to him however he did want to be cuddled as he cried. We spent a day together and he was far from the shy boy all thought he would be. Jay and Ian arranged a film that the boys could see. Edward was still getting as close to me as I was to him. Tim was full of the immediate questions that covered this as well as why he liked me. This took all of 2 weeks. One night Edward and I were in bed together when Jim called in upset and in tears. Big floods of tears. He saw Edward and us made a dash for the door thinking a master had called in. I sat up and asked Jim what was wrong this night. I got the regular answer. He was homesick. It normally took a quick hug and softens speech to calm him down. I almost smiled. Jim was dressed and carrying a bag to run away. The small talk made Jim sleepy so I tried to get out of bed and get him back to his. I never managed it. Jim slipped his shoes of and got in with me. I was adept in the boys getting in my bed by now but Jim was just to well dressed for bed. I did manage to get his coat and jumper off but the rest was difficult. "Jim if you want to sleep here then you need to let me take the rest of your clothes off." Standing Naked I Removed his socks and that followed his shirt. I hopped into the bed and gave him a kiss. Jim pulled me closer and the kiss never stopped. My hand did not know what to do. I remained kissing him so one handily I opened the belt and trousers. Before I removed the Jim said, "You can take them off." I had never handled a boy of 10 who was looking as if he were 6 years old before. The trousers slipped down. It was easy to remove them. "You want to take the rest off?" This night I felt the bad feeling about my thoughts to do with boys again had resurfaced. Ganges had been the worst but why did I have the feelings that he did when he last came into contact with Wilson "Jim if I did that you would be so scared because of what might happen. A boy got hurt by another through doing this." "Must have been he was forced and never asked. Do I need to ask?" I started to assume that he had been in this situation before but I was feeling so guilty. My hands came into contact with his skin. His chest was soft and warm. The waistband was so low. His briefs were like skin and I had never felt anything like this before. "Do not be upset. My dad does things to me and he had to leave home when mum saw us. That's why I am here. I do miss him." That was the moment I was seduced. Jim came to me. His expertise was overwhelming. His kissing was something to beg for. I did slip his briefs down and drop them to one side. Jim was so tender. His hands caressed me all the time he was expressing his feelings. I held him close and the erection that pointed straight out started to stabs me with great force. His eagerness was clear. I held the penis all skin missing. He was leaking which was a accomplishment for this 10 year old. The door opened and I saw Edwards face. I waved him over and pulled back the covers. As soon as we embraced Jim slid down and started to suck on me. The feeling of Jim sucking and Edward kissing was so powerful that I shot there and then. The groan told both boys what had happened. I did not need cleaning up because Jim's lips sucked the remnants while his tongue licked me dry. For some reason I was given the power to masturbate both boys and Jim tried to get me to fuck him. Edward did get sucked but after all that I had 2 boys who held me all night. Next morning I was late getting up but was alone. Jim made tea and sat while I took a bath. The idea I was or had fallen in love was not with one boy but 2 and I was looking forwards to the next few weeks. Part 7 of the Microscope, The amoebas take looking for Comments to shaksbeer@ureach.com Flames ignored and extinguished.