Date: Wed, 23 Jan 2002 13:14:46 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Telescope Chapter 4 This story is a continuation of the book "The Microscope" It is a story about a now older Teen and his boyfriend. Being that the boy is much younger it come under the constraints as "Boy lovers Tale. The Telescope." It is a story from the imagination and is completely Fiction. The name and places are pure coincidental to anything that is known. I have the copyright to this and all other of my stories. If you wish to use them then please ask. That includes all Fee paying sites. Because of the content some countries are against this type of story and actions. Please check that your country is not one of these. Many thanks to those who have asked for this part of the story "The telescope." You know who you are. Your comments and feelings about the story "The Microscope." And your own love is gratefully received. Lets hope that the next book will keep you as happy as the last. Shaksbeer. The Telescope Chapter 4 Boys in Space I was sent the new list of boys for my class. Edward and Chip were still there but Leroy had been upgraded to a more senior class which not only made me smile but his call told me how happy he was. The class of mine had been reduced to 12 boys now. I was marked as a teacher for the more advanced. On that first morning I was introduced to the 3 new boys who I had never met before. Sanchez, David and Crispin. They were all 12 but had been graded as under 9. The medicals they had showed a below average intelligence so the step of placing them in my class was fine by the school considering how well other boys had responded to my teaching. I still had my feelings for the top two boys, Edward and Chip but Crispin took my eye the first time we spoke. This boy was one of those which made you breath strangely as you saw him. He was blond and dark blue eyed. I met his parents who were worried about his inability to get on with others. He had a slight speech impediment that made him sound like a choirboy talking at a high pitch all the time. "Our son is shy. He finds it hard to mix with others. Only a week ago we went swimming and he hid away so that no one could see him. Try and get him out of his shell then we are sure that he will quickly become one of the boys." Sanchez was a Mexican who found talking American/English difficult. He tried but got angry when unable to complete what was said and that's when the Mexican saying came thick and fast. David was a small boy for his age. He had a brain but it was mainly in his feet. That's what his report said. He was also a pintret boy. Pintret meaning, Unsure of his identity. "Our son is normal but he does like to sleep with his sisters Nightdress on. Well trust me to get the mixture of the good, the bad and the Not sure whose clothes I wear today, was a good combination. I made the arrangements with the school to do a few outdoor classes being that I had children whose attention span was less than an ant. Edward and Chip could and did have all my attention but they still had a way to go. I did set up after school a homework House. The children who needed most help could come to my house for extra work. In England they called this Prep. I would make snacks but I also got the boys to do work that at home would never have been completed. The Head thought it a good idea and asked the parents who had to sign special slips for their child to come. Well the lessons were fine even those in the gym. The boys changed for games then we did lessons. It was like a question and answer. Ask each child a question based on their level of intelligence and get it right you go off to do some bar work or things like that they enjoyed. Get it wrong and you do jumps or sit ups, you know, the Yuk stuff. By now you know me. Well I did get tempted every now and again to give a hard question to someone then when they got it wrong I made them kiss everyone so they did not get it wrong again. Go on shout, "You old pervert." Well maybe but it was working. The answers got so good that the boys' marks went sky high. One week I invited all the top marks boys to a party at my house. I prepared for 4 boys but got 10. I blame myself for being a good teacher. One Friday after school I was with Edward, Chip, Shak, David and Crispin. We had a great time. Leroy after a good time collected Shak letting me know that he was helping his brother. David and Chip had become great model makers while Edward had hand just on one thing, me. Crispin was still shy but not as bad. It was about 6 when Edward shouted that Crispin's brother had come to collect him. With abruptness I invited his brother in. In The Microscope I told you about the time I fell in love with Edward well today I was speechless when I met Crispin's brother. "Hello Sir. My name is Peter but most call me Pete and I have come to collect Crispin. Pete was stunning. Blond like his brother but with much longer hair. He was dressed like a runner. Tight shirt and shorts. I offered him a drink while he waited and let him call home to say he was fine. Edward saw me looking. "Peter Collins stop dribbling. You look like when I first saw you. Two hours later and we were in bed." "Never. But he is rather special, don't you think so?" Edward still liked me so who was I to argue. Pete was doing some work while waiting for Crispin. His geography. "I have to find the name of the first Viking ship to be found and where it was found. Looks like a long weekends work. "Now then the first Viking Ship was called Friar crux. It was a 20 person craft with a figurehead of a dragon. It was found in a place called The Fens that is in Norwich England. Found in 1944 and thought to be hundreds of years old. Tell you what Pete I have a book about it. I will lend it to you as long as you promise not to plagiarise it." I returned with the book. "Why do you want to help me?" I told him that teachers did that. I closed up the get together and wished everyone goodnight. Chip and Edward hugged me while Pete took Crispin. David thanked me and all had gone. Edward came back for a while to ask if I was doing okay. Pete was still in my mind. Edward was trying to help but his body although growing did not take away the looks of Pete. I loved Edward forever but like us all some people that cross your path just never go away. We went to bed both Edward and I. The lovemaking was powerful. I did not want to tell the love of my life that at the moment of ecstasy I saw Pete but felt him. Edward was spraying his sperm well now. I even took a chance to give him his first blowjob in full. For almost an hour I teased him with my tongue until he groaned. It was a groan from his toes to his head that filled my mouth with the essence of boy. I slept well and I even had a bath for the first time with Edward in my new house. In the bath I told him of my thought saying how sorry I was at rejecting him for thoughts of another. He did not mind. He offered to shave the seven hairs from his penis so that I would be his boy again. "Edward no matter what you will always be my boy no matter when or how." His mother coming to collect him disturbed us. He quickly dressed and we kissed goodbye. Mum said goodbye and said she was so happy that we were still one. I waited that weekend wondering why I felt the way I did. Sunday early I got a call from Pete asking me for some help. He called about 10am with so many questions about the book I left him The sun was shining when Pete came through the door. His blond hair glowed. "Edward said you could help me finish of this essay I have to write. It been easier since the book but will you check it for me? " One eye was reading while the other rested on his body looking at me. "This is very good and you should be proud of it. I did not do very much. You did the work so well done. Pete was please. "Edward told me about how you was feeling. I did not know that I could make another man feel that way. I am almost 13 but felt strange when I heard you liked me. I wont tell anyone but please tell me what it is that made you feel that way?" "Pete I am sorry. Edward should never have told you. In life sometimes people do the strangest things to others. When I first saw you and how you were dressed I could only feel one way. I hope it will not upset you when I tell you that I think you are beautiful." Pete looked at me. No smile or anything he was just sitting as if he was resting from a long run. I wanted to say more but for the first time became so scared that I would upset him in a big way. "I do not know very much but what does that feeling mean to you? I mean, so what happens now?" I told him about Edward making sure that it was a closely kept secret. "So you and Edward have slept together when he stays here? He said that you have been having sex for a long time. I never thought I could ever make someone feel like this about me. We met just 2 days ago but you know that given the chance you would like to do things with me? The classes we have about sex have yet to start so most of this is over my head." I had to think for some time. "I had better go now. Sorry to have upset you." "Pete, Yes I would love to take you out for fun. It does not mean that anything strange would happen it is just the way I feel." "Tonight my parents have to take Crispin to see my Nan. I cannot go as I have a lot of work. I hope you do not think this too much but would you help me. I need help with my maths. I will ask if I can stay at a teacher's house and I am sure they will. I would like to spend some more time with you. I take it you have a spare room that I might use?" I agreed and I got a call from Pete and Crispin's parents asking for my help. I suggested he could stay then go to school with me. After a while they agreed. I then got round to cleaning up. Time watching was never the best thing I did but I just had to wait till they brought their eldest son over for him to be educated. Early evening Pete arrived with his parents. The combination of mother and father produced Pete, I wondered how. Basic rules and the old "Do as your told or Mr Collins will have to tell us then you will have to suffer the consequences." I never pushed anything and I give you my word on that. I asked about school then what he was looking forwards to learning. Pete was educated well. He had the thought of following his father. "Maybe I will become an accountant." "I know you have been helping others so perhaps you could help me?" I threw some scatter cushions over the floor so that we might talk and be comfortable at the same time. It was not difficult for Pete to follow my lead. He was talking about how much work he did helping his brother while being jealous of his friends and what they did after work was done. I brought up the subject of geography and his good work. Pete seems to let that drift past him. It was such an awful strain watching this lad unable to relax. "I remember when I was 13!" "They all think that. I am 12 but go to a senior class at school. Its work, work work all the time. I never have time to play. I sit and watch Crispin being allowed to do what he likes. If I have any questions to ask my parents tell me that teachers get paid to answer those not them." I wanted to do something but did not know where to start. "Pete I tell you what. Lets have a question and answer game. You ask and I answer then you ask and I answer. We will see who knows the most." I went to get some drinks. Coming back Pete was fully relaxed now. I was feeling very strange looking at him. He was beautiful and a boy who I could make things go further with if I did it You are able to ask anything at all and the other person must answer. This means a certain amount of truthfulness and honesty. "I will go first Pete." I have met you on two occasions. Both time you have been wearing sport type clothing. It looks great but why?" "I run a lot so the less I wear the faster I go." That seemed simple. "My turn Sir." "I talk to some boys. Edward is one. He told me that you helped him in England and he told me that he fell in love with you. I wont tell anyone but how did this happen?" I could say that I did not know but "Well he was homesick you never let children remain upset with homesickness. That night we had some Tea together and had a hug. We are now very special friends." "You said Edward was in love well are you or Crispin the same or have either of you got a girlfriend?" I heard a laugh. "No we are to young for the chat father tells us he will have. But being this is the truth I would like to be carried round a winner by the runners I race against that would be special." I told him, that was a nice thought. "Sir what about you who would be your dream person?" I had to think. "Well I like Edward," I then threw in a few female names, "Oh the best but I know it won't happen is you." So now we either get a conversation about why and how flattered he was or this boy being a runner would be through the door and my career would be over. It seems that I was taking more and more chances as time went on. "Why me?" That was even worse to answer. "Pete the first time I saw you I wanted to hold your hand. Your hair I wanted against my face. We said that we had to be honest. I would have asked you in private if I may remove your running clothes or even hold you. It I know is something that would be just to much for a boy but its how I feel." The room went very quiet. "Well Peter how does that make you feel knowing what I have just said?" "Call me Pete. I do not feel as if I need to run away. It will take time to understand that a man has feelings for me. I would like to ask someone how I feel but my dad has not even spoken to me about sex. " "Pete I will tell you the truth. You can tell me and I will be honest in what I think you feel. Would that help?" Pete seem to agree. I pulled a few cushions closer to me and proposed he sat close then talk about his feelings. "I feel sick inside. Part says I would like you to be with me but the other says I need to run away. I am guessing that you want to do something to me like hold or touch but because I do not know I think that I need to know and understand more." "It made me feel strange at first Pete that I could feel as I do about you." The room was quiet. I thought that I had gone to far. "There are a few cushions here Pete would you like to come sit with me for a while or perhaps you might like to lock the door then make up your mind?" Pete rested his head upon his knees looking at me. The choice was his and I never pushed him either way. Comments to Shaksbeer@ureach.com Part 5 of The Telescope, Is there life on Mars to follow Flames ignored and extinguished.