Date: Mon, 14 Jan 2002 17:07:46 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Microscope Part 7 The final 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. The Microscope Part 7 The Amoebas take some looking for Final Chapter I was pleasantly surprised with three things this term. First, I passed all the major exams that would allow me to take upper education. University was my goal. I passed my driving test that made me king of the road well my small area. Finally I was given the chance to take a class of boys, all who I knew, in the general class. It was similar to prep but allowed a master to be free so that some pressure was taken off his hectic life. My parents were of course over the moon and dad had his old VW Mini bus done up inside and out. It was a gem. I never imagined that I could be so lucky. I was doing my normal thing and had settled down with Wilson, Edward, and Ian. Jim, The Jones brothers and Jay. I was not greedy. Smith had another house with his own little group but Cameron was still begging to join Pippins again Chris and Alan Jones were very pleased but I think that Chris had a thing for Smith. I forgot to mention that I had a new room that overlooked the school. The masters never came to the room at all. I was very secluded. I could have done anything I wanted. On my birthday I had an orgy. 6 boys naked all growing from what I could see made love so many times that it became a blur. Of course I had my turn and was so pleased that the following day was a Saturday. Yes Edward and I were becoming very close. All the boys knew and were jealous. The masters remained oblivious to the surroundings. Several time we would be seen hand in hand walking to meals. With Ganges, no shock to those who heard, in a borstal for attempted sexual interference on a 10 year old. It was a girl as well; the school remained a perfect place to be. One morning while we were all getting ready for breakfast there was an almighty scream. Almost all the boys stuck their heads out of the doors. Edward was going mad. I ran half dressed to the dormitory only to be met with a tank coming from the other direction. The collision was inevitable. I was on my bum before I could say a word. "Peter look, look." "Its Collins to you and everyone else." "Peter please read this letter?" Now there was no time to argue, not with all the boys coming up to us. "Dear son, Just a quick letter to let you know all is fine at home. Mum had to have an operation today. When it is all done I will let the school know. Love Dad P.S. Do not worry" No Edward did not worry he went ape. He was going mad. The headmaster made the comments about how silly the letter was but Edward was very rude saying that this was about his mother. Well not quite in that language. It was decided that a call would be appropriate. This took the masters all morning to decide but by then Edward had gone. 100 miles from the school he was going to get their one way or another Now the action would take place. I was asked to join the search being that the hospital was close to my home. "The police must not be brought in yet." Right or wrong I took some boys with the headmasters permission because several eyes are better than just my 1 pair. Jim, Ian, Chris, Alan, Wilson and Jay. I signed out all the boys and they took a bag and towels. Jay took a bag for Edward I got money from the petty cash and we left to fill up with petrol. My first major drive. The boys were silent and as lookouts did a good job. Three hours and almost 70miles I spotted a small hitchhiker just as the sun was fading. It was Edward. We pulled up and with a face that knew he was in trouble got in. I knew a call box just a bit further on. It was closer than I thought. I called saying that Edward had been found. It was late and being the boys were tired and I had never driven late at night would he mind if we stayed at the family Caravan. The joy gave way to "Of course. What a good idea. I need to speak to Edward?" They spoke together and closed matters. I called my house briefly telling mum what happened. "Eggs and chips all round I take it." She was a mind reader. The boys were all wow about the house and mum got them in for food. I asked about the caravan and was told "Of course." I told the boys to clean up and listen to mum as I had a job to do. I took Edwards hand, got his coat on then back to the van. I drove for a while and why I do not know I said: You could have been killed. How do you think someone who loved you felt after you left? Why did you not come to me? Why behave as though I never existed? Why could you not trust me? Don't you understand? The tears were the answer. "I passed my handkerchief that was unused. He used it well. "In the back is a bag. Get some clean clothes out and change." Through the mirror I saw him change till he looked like my Edward. "Where are we going?" "Edward my love we are so close I better take you to see your mum had I not?" He melted in my arms. I swerved. I pulled into the back entrance of the hospital. Before anyone says "back entrances are your style aren't they?" Hey I even had a laugh at that. I parked up and made sure Edward was Tidy. At the entrance I asked for the ward that Edwards mother was in. When I got the answer I realised why the letter to him was so ambiguous. It took a while before we got there. I sat him on the chair and went in. A man came to me. "You must be Mr Collins. I called the school and they told me what happened. They said you found my son and I take it he is with you? I shook his hand. "Sir, Edward is outside." "Looks like I have some explaining to do?" "If you mean about babies then he knows. Its part of the school's prep. In fact I take the classes." The relief on his face was clear. I brought Edward through. "Head high Edward and I will be on the chair outside. That was stopped. You come to after all your hard work. Now I was not sure but hand in hand we went to a room. Edward and I hand in hand that is. When Edward saw his mum the tears fell down his face with relief. "Edward come say hello to your new brother." "Wow, what's his name?" No name yet but soon. His mother thanked me for all I had done. I waved that away being so embarrassed. "Mother I have an idea. What say we call him after the person who saved our young man?" Yeah now I was feeling silly. Mum his name is Peter. Oh sorry Collins." "Splendid. Peter, Colin, Richards. Edward come say hello to your brother Peter." The conversation was guided around the baby from then on. I was to be a Godfather and they were to have no arguments. What could I say? I said I had to get Edward back being that we had a night out. I watched while the boy said his goodbye and baby Peter was last of all. I said my goodnights and got a handshake from Edwards father. I did sneak a peek at baby Peter and gave his mum a kiss saying well done. In the doorway we stood hand in hand waving goodnight before we left. Down the corridor we walked, our shoes squeaked as we did. In the van I started the engine and warmed us up. For a few moments we hugged. "Peter I will do something for you. I will let you do anything at all because you have done everything for me." The front seat was whole so Edward held me all the way home. Edward was so happy and made the story a good one for all the other boys. It was like when I first read the boys book when I was first at the school. "The boys have all had a bath and dressed. Here is the key to the Caravan. Drop it through the letterbox on your way tomorrow. We waited so that Edward could take a bath, he dresses then we left. I gave mum a hug so the boys followed. In the Van we took a 5-mile drive to the Mobile Home at the beach. I heated it up before letting the boys from the Van. I pointed Bunk beds for the boys and they all changed their mind till they got a bed they wanted. Jim bunked with Ian; Jay bunked with Chris, while Wilson bunked with Jim. There was a single and double bed left so that was all sorted out. I slipped the kettle on for hot tea while they all watched television. I called the school and told them all was well and how a family member had taken Edward to see his mum and baby brother. His reply, "Splendid." I had the privilege of undressing every boy that night. It was strange being away from school. In sight of any boy wanting to watch I held another naked while I kissed them. It seemed that mums food had gone further than Egg and Chips. After we left she made hotdogs and there was a big Trifle that the boys polished off without any pressure. At school, there were certain times that I could feel scared when boys stayed with me. I had these boys naked, as I said not bothering to dress sleeping just like they were. Of course I did as much as I could to them willingly. They never asked we all knew just what we did together alone or in a group. When the bunk boys all fell asleep I covered them up hoping they were as happy as I was. Edward was making tea because Jim was asleep early. I sat in my chair while Edward climbed in as he usually did only this was at school. "Did my father have sex with Mother to get baby Peter and did they like it? I wondered if there might be a question or two. We had been through all this in our talks. It was late and I tucked Edward into bed. "Night brother." I went to the double and stretched out. I was drifting when I heard movement. It's easy to hear in a Mobile Home. I looked towards the doorway and there stood Edward half dressed. "Do you want me Peter?" Stupid or not I flipped back the covers and he climbed in. "Peter, I am yours and please will you do anything for me. I mean I want you as well. The kiss like the sucking of chicken from a drumstick. The touch like a feather stroking its way to the peak of ecstasy. "I do not know if I am to young but I want you to make love to me. If life was so simple I would love to live with you. That's what gay boys wish with all their hearts is it not? I remember when we were last together. It was great. Please make it better." This was the one and only time in my life I had to ask myself what I really was. The Paedophile just begging for any boy so that I could manipulate him to my wishes or did I really love Edward as he loved me. Could it be that I was one of the most despised people that the majority of others hated because of their perversion or was the perversion true and the two people here had found at that very moment real love. Adults and children could not love each other outside the family, could they? Edward was someone different. His looks and life became my life. I know I should not have got that close but how do you argue with lips that hold yours as if they were made for all the curves that existed. How do you say no to a boy who tells you of his love and wants you to say it is alright. How can you say no when the rest of your body is saying yes. I could not. I never forced myself on him that is my word. Edward told me what to do and I did it. That night I first explored a 69. So he made the first move and switched around until his erection was against my lips. I never held back I opened and in he slipped. I had never heard of what I did next but I found his hole and went from that to sucking my tongue was firmly in action. "Can I try to do something?" said Edward. He twisted me over and the poor boy tried so hard but just could not push it inside me. "You do not have to do anything Edward. Just being here is so good." "Fuck me then and do it good?" Taking a pillow I placed it behind the bottom of his back. Edward was laying there with such a sweet smile. I stroked his penis so that he might feel some pleasure. I lifted his legs till they rested on my shoulders. Under the lamp was a pot of Vaseline. I coated myself the used a lot to get inside him anus. Two fingers went in easily. I wiped myself clean then lifted. Bending forwards I came into contact with the hole. I never meant to be rough but the thrust was harder than I imagined. I was inside. Edwards's legs and arms were around my shoulders. For every kiss I went deeper until I was all the way. I believe I could have gone further. Back and forth I moved very slowly. I rubbed him. Our mouths opened wide and we were one. I cum with a feeling I could not explain. As I stretched back I heard a groan and the erection I was looking at splashed forth the white fluid that I had never wanted to help someone produce before, in all my life before. I cleaned myself up with a towel I brought with me. I lay next to him looking at the drying fluid while he fell asleep. I slowly drifted off to sleep and listened to "I want to grow old with you" It was on a radio in the Mobile home next to this one. If only I could be honest and say that Edward and I would be together, but times change." We made an early start back to school and a stop at a cafe for a Greasy Spoon type breakfast. Eggs, Bacon, Sausage. Chips. Beans and fried Bread. Mugs of Hot steaming tea. Yum. The school looked a welcoming site to us all, well so we said. The extended hugs before we all got back to school made it all easier. The Head marched Edward into the office and I got the others ready for school. Edward was okay, he was given the old "You have a problem come to me and we will sort it out speech" Dinner of Liver and Onions followed by Semolina milk pudding. I do not think that any of us finished it. After tea of bread and Jam I had 12 boys, got a few stragglers, For Boiled eggs and soldiers. 36 Eggs boiling in a electric kettle is dangerous but sure works. Less than 2 weeks later we had a prize giving. We all won prizes. It was normal for some prize to be given, even to best kitchen cleaner. I was sung Farwell being my last term. There was an offer that surprised me. I was given a scholarship to America. Edwards Father sponsored me. He was a Dean at a university. There was a school nearby who wanted an English teacher. I looked at Edward as I accepted it. I had a few weeks at home but I wishes for things that never would be. In a quiet moment I had the speech, which I had not planned. I told all my friends to work hard and wished them well. I caught Edward and told him we would write. "I don't want to write." I knew perhaps we had gone the course we had. "Peter I am coming with you." The hug was more than natural and when his father saw us his comment was "Well is this goodbye or hello this is where we start. Peter I guess you will have Edward visiting you more than we will." Mother and Father spoke to mine and in the corridors of the learned school I had been at since I was 5 years old there was a kiss echoing through and passed the eyes that had loved me for the times my true feelings had surfaced. This is the End of the Microscope. Going to America is called The Telescope and if I get enough of you who want to read it then I will start to write. Comments to Shaksbeer@ureach.com Flames ignored and extinguished MY GREATFUL THANKS