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Tim and the Corsair
Fairy Table was
full when I hobbled in for lunch that first day after New Years. Mark
sitting over by the bronze fairy across from an empty seat which I
being saved for me. Monica was next to Mark, which was surprising
before Christmas break they were only talking on the phone. Across from
was a girl I seemed to recognize. She had a familiar face. The last two
by the aisle were empty.
by Carl Holiday
Chapter 6 – Johnny and the Corsair
As I got closer, I
Monica’s eye and she nudged Mark in the ribs. He said something to her
suddenly jerked away from her. He got up out of his seat and limped
over to me.
“Stupid bitch, I
why I bother,” he said. “Can I go get you a tray?”
“She told you to do
asked. “That’s nice, Mark.”
“I told her to do
she’s your friend.”
Here’s fifty cents. I’ll have the black plate.”
School colors for
were red and black which comes from the red and black plaid shirts
wore when the school open back in the late 1890s. We were the
no, the girls’ teams were not the Lumberjanes, Lumberjackettes, or
other. They were Lumberjacks, too. If they had a problem with that,
go to Crestline and be a Beaver, snicker, snicker.
The cafeteria ran a
plate lunch which was some kind of hot meat, vegetable, and fruit
with milk. The red plate was some kind of fish, vegetable, and fruit
combination with milk. Whenever they had grilled salmon which was about
other month, I don’t think they sold one black plate, which was good
usually was liver and onions. Today’s menu was a combination pizza with
apple. The fish was sticks. If it didn’t look like fish, I didn’t eat
I sat down next to
unknown girl on the aisle seat. I wasn’t in the mood to figure out how
my straight left leg under the table and not knock my foot into the
Monica, or Mark when he returned. It was only for one day, anyway, so I
they could live with me sitting in a different seat.
“Hi, Geoff, do you
Millie?” Monica said. She was wearing her school spirit sweater: red,
white vertical stripes with a two bladed axe embroidered on the back
smaller one over her left breast which had a silver football pinned to
wondered if it was Mark’s football pin. I wondered if something had
while I was gone.
“Millie? No, I’m
not sure,” I
said, kind of turning to her, which was hard with my right arm between
look familiar, but I can’t place where we’ve met.”
Satterfield’s art class,” Millie said. She was wearing a green, long
sweater and gray slacks. She looked very officious. “We sat together.
modeled for each other for the sculpture project.”
“Oh, gawd, the dick
show,” I said.
“The what?” Monica
“The dick and slit
Millie said. “We had to pair up for a clay sculpture project, everybody
Alistair, that is. Do you remember Alistair, Geoff? What a fag he was,
fairy. Well anyway, Geoff and I were rebels back then and I did his
dick and he
did my slit, which he did upside down so you had to look at it the
right way to
figure out what it was. Mine was easy, but he had to get creative
only had a limited amount of clay to use. He wanted to do a tit, but I
little behind back then and wasn’t even wearing a training bra. We were
suspended for three days.”
Mark placed my tray
front of me. There was a pizza on it. Not a slice, but a whole pizza
bottle of Coke. I looked up at him.
“The cooks say
Mark said. “They sure didn’t do that for me.”
“Yeah, but you got
fired,” Monica said.
“You know, this is
nice, but it isn’t sliced and I only have one hand,” I said, trying to
pathetic, which wasn’t hard since I had years of practice.
“Great, but you
have to give
me a piece,” Millie said, reaching over and tearing the pizza into
portions that could be eaten with one hand. “You know, Geoff, it has
bothered me why you didn’t try anything with me when we were naked and
that art project.”
“You guys were
asked. “You got naked with Millie?”
“Yeah, but I was
Alistair’s dick at the time.”
“You’re a fag?”
“I always thought there was something wrong with you. Damn it, Monica,
you bring me to this table?”
“It’s the Fairy
said. “Anybody would’ve told you this is where the outcasts sit. Too
because now you’re marked. You’ll have to do wonders to sit at some
table. I know of at least three football players who’d be willing to
sit at their table, but you’ll have to put out and I’m not talking
said, throwing the piece of pizza down on my tray. There was lipstick
from where she’d bitten off a piece. “I’m not sitting with a fag.”
We watched her walk
the conveyor to get rid of her tray. I suppose she was trying to appear
huffish, but she looked kind of funny.
“She’s got a big
said. “It wobbles instead of wiggling.”
was probably thinking what she looked like from behind. Monica didn’t
big butt. She didn’t have much of a butt, at all. Her hips were kind of
but there was no meat on them. She wiggled when she walked. “Sorry,
I saw her before Christmas I remembered you two seemed kind of close
Bruce. I guess her family moved back from Florida in November.”
“We were kind of
me and Alistair were a lot closer. Can I ask you two for a favor? I
hobby. Yesterday I didn’t have anything to do and I thought I should
“You need a
“I have a
boyfriend, but he
was at your house yesterday.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s
was there, wasn’t he.”
Monica asked. He looked kind of pale, like he was going to get sick.
“No, uh, Sam and I,
were in my bedroom, and, well.”
“What did he do to
asked. I didn’t want to sound livid, but I was so close to being
mad, I think it came out that way because Mark kind of shied away
“Did you kiss him?”
asked. Mark half smiled, the half smile of someone caught with their
another guy’s pants.
“And, he did what?”
I wasn’t letting this go. Mark and my boyfriend making out when they
to be watching football games was not on my schedule for the evening
would be swallowing teeth if I was a violent person. As far as I was
he was going to sleep in his own bed, but then I remembered I was
sleep with Johnny because I was getting my casts removed.
“He didn’t do
said. He was a football player, he didn’t have to sound intelligent.
voice dropped to a whisper, “We just kissed a little and I touched him.”
“He let you touch
him?” I asked.
I couldn’t believe this. Sam seducing Mark. This was totally
I touched his cock,” Mark whispered. “But it was still in his pants.”
that’s a good thing,” I said. Monica looked like she’d swallowed an
you two, I just remembered I have to go to a cheerleaders meeting,”
said, getting up. “I’m probably late already. I’ll talk to you later,
you call me?” Mark asked, but Monica was already out in the aisle
toward the conveyor.
Mark, you’ve done it this time. I doubt if she calls you until after
thought you two were getting back together. Isn’t she wearing your
silver football on her spirit sweater? That’s not mine. The school
me one because they thought it might cause a disruption or something.
is to show support for all the guys who attacked me. I nearly get
they get the school’s support. Sometimes I wished I had killed myself.”
tell, me, did Sam seduce you?” I asked. I didn’t want to get into
suicide pact with Mark. Although I didn’t want to talk about Mark’s
desire to climb over to the other side of the fence, it was better than
deciding which suicide method was best for him.
I asked him to kiss me,” he whispered. I noticed the tables on either
us suddenly quieted down as if everyone wanted to get the latest dirt
“Then things sort of escalated. He was rubbing my chest. I didn’t know
rubbing a guy’s chest in a certain spot, or two, could be so
That’s when I put my hand down there.”
saw heads turn slightly as if ears were trying to tune in a better
was whispering, but who knows how sound travels in a cafeteria crowded
me something, did you like it?”
I guess it was okay. I mean nothing happened. He didn’t touch me down
it wasn’t like I got all that excited.”
a little, huh?”
a little, but you know when we was doing it I was thinking of you. I
imagining it was you with me. I like you. Then Johnny knocked on my
Sam had to leave. What’s with Johnny? I mean he was always picking up
Every time my dad put out a cigarette Johnny took the ashtray to the
and cleaned it. Mother finally took him in there and had him do the
found him scrubbing the floor a couple hours later. Is he sick, or
Johnny is sick, or something. I don’t know what his story is. We’ve all
something wrong, but I haven’t had a chance to talk to Johnny, yet. All
is he likes to clean up a lot.”
Sam, had to wipe his ass after he went to the bathroom.”
that’s another problem Johnny has. He’ll clean up your mess no
but he can’t seem to remember to keep himself clean.”
god the bell rang because I was getting nervous. I took the last
Coke and Mark stacked his tray on top of mine. He walked out with me.
reached the hall I felt his hand on my shoulder.
like us to get together,” he whispered in my ear. I kind of tensed up,
think he noticed. “No, not like last time. I don’t want to force you. I
want to know what it’s all about. Okay? I just want to know.”
figure something out and I’ll be there,” I said. I didn’t turn to look
I felt sorry for him, actually. He was so lonely; and, now, I find out
kissed him and rubbed his nipples. I’d have to remember Mark liked
apparently his subconscious wanted a loving dick up his ass, that made
smile. Nothing like a nice, slow fuck to energize a new relationship.
that was a scary thought. Was I ready for a relationship with Mark?
Could he be
the boyfriend who was to succeed Tim? Was I overanalyzing again? Or,
being my old crazy self, again?
I couldn’t get him out of my mind. All those muscles and he thought of
he was with Sam. Now, that is love. Gawd, Mark in love with me. And,
think I’m weird.
was supposed to go on my own to the doctor to get the casts removed,
but it was
pouring down at the end of sixth period. Two blocks to the bus stop,
transfer at Oak
Hundred Twentieth, then get off at Hundred
Twentieth and Meridian and walk three blocks west and cut through
Memorial to the doctor’s office on the other side. Easy, if you don’t
arm and a leg in casts and it’s not raining. I stood at the front door
to decide what to do. Then Mrs. Butterfield, the attendance secretary,
Hi, your mother called. She’ll pick you up. I told her to meet you at
cafeteria service entrance. Do you know where that is?”
through the cafeteria to the kitchen. Someone will show you the service
There’s a ramp and it’s covered all the way down. You won’t get wet at
Mrs. Butterfield.” She was nice. I always enjoyed talking with her,
why I was late and why my parents didn’t write me a note. She was good
cutting me a little slack when I should’ve been doing makeup time in
and Geoff? I just want you to know not everyone here is against Mark.
us think it’s downright disgusting the way most people are treating
him. I just
wanted you to know.”
Mrs. Butterfield. I know Mark would appreciate knowing that.”
please, don’t tell anyone I said that. Please don’t do that.”
walked away. She wanted to be nice, but didn’t want to get fired for
the wrong side, which is understandable considering how many people at
were supporting Mark, including the principal and most of Mark’s
hobbled back to the cafeteria and found the school’s backdoor. I’d
back there. It was quite interesting, actually, if I’d been interested
garbage bins full of cafeteria waste, which I wasn’t. The school’s gas
connection was back there, too, which probably might have interested a
mechanical engineering student, which I wasn’t. What did interest me
waiting for me. She looked like she’d been there quite a while.
up, honey,” Mother said, starting car when I opened the door. “We’re
be late. What took you so long? I called the school an hour ago.”
Butterfield just told me in the foyer,” I said, throwing my books on
and scooting into the backseat. The front seat didn’t slide back enough
had to sit in back, except I couldn’t get in and shut the door, too.
are you going to shut the door?” I asked. She looked at me, then at the
then back at me. “Sam or Peter or Johnny or Sally is with us and you
to. I can’t, so we can’t go till you close it.”
put the car in gear, jerk forward, slammed on the brakes, and the door
you didn’t see me do that,” she said. “You’ll fail your driving test if
see you do that.”
failed your driving test?”
gave me a ticket for reckless driving.”
mother, the crook.”
not funny. Did you have a good day?”
I saw Monica and Mark at lunch. And, do you remember Millie O’Reilly
I was in seventh grade? I guess they’re back from Florida.”
girl you did that horrible art project with? Her father works for the
company. They’re always transferring him somewhere. I wonder if they’re
people who bought the old Watson house over by Mallard Lake. I guess
I’ll have to give Peggy a call when
home. What about her?”
doesn’t like people like me.”
sorry, honey. I was trying to lighten you up a little. You seem glum.
am surprised because I believe one of her older brothers is like you.
definitely have to call Peggy, now. You be sure to remind me when we
brother a fag. Now, that was interesting. Obviously, he wasn’t a
brother. She probably would’ve hugged me and given me his phone number,
me over to meet mother, “Here’s Geoff, the homo I was telling you
“Would you like some cookies and milk, gay boy?” “No thank you ma’am, I
some cookies in the cafeteria when I drank some sour milk.” I’d
to kiss her father and suck all her other brothers’ dicks. They’re
into all things homosexual, Millie hated me because she was being
home. She always had to be the center of attraction. With that big ass
it’s no wonder. It’s surprising the world didn’t revolve around her
the mass she carried back there.
Baumgartner delivered me and didn’t cut my foreskin off. He didn’t cut
off either. He’d been a country doctor until suburbia moved out and
his practice. We still went to him because Mother trusted him. What she
know about boys and foreskins made Karl, then me, the center of
nearly every first day of PE. We stood out in a crowd. All the city
their bared heads and Karl and me embarrassed because we weren’t like
remember Karl telling me before I went into seventh grade about jock
undressing in front a room full of boys, taking a shower, and having to
off my dick to every boy in my class until Mr. Masterson threatened to
everyone three swats for making a big deal about something so tiny as a
year old dick with its foreskin still attached.
good doctor made me strip down to my underwear before he cut off my
he washed my arm and leg with a warm soapy washcloth, “they don’t teach
medical school.” Then he started to examine the scars from the knife
When he got to my nipples, both of which were nearly cut off by Mr.
started to pinch them like he knew what he was doing.
you have any numbness with either of these?” He asked.
there’s a little tingling under the left one.” He was making me hard. I
know what to do.
we wouldn’t be concerned whether you lost these or not, but for a boy
there is a lot of stimulation here. I can see you’re enjoying this,
why are you doing this?” I whispered. I was nervous. This wasn’t
happen during an office visit. My doctor was not supposed to make me
had a good pair of nipples between my fingers in years. I know you’re
this, I have eyes, you know.”
was sitting on the examining table and my briefs were not hiding my
Then he took my cock out and began to suck it. My doctor, the man who
cut off my foreskin was giving me a damned good blow job. I couldn’t
what was happening. I couldn’t believe he got me off so quickly. I
believe he swallowed. This man had to be in his fifties or sixties and
sucked my cock.
Geoff. I haven’t had a cock in my mouth since college, brings back some
memories. You won’t tell anyone, will you?”
sir, I don’t know what I would say,” I said. I couldn’t think of anyone
want to tell. This wasn’t something you told other people about.
was like you when I was younger, only I figured once I got out of
school I should get married and be straight like everyone else. It
worked for a
few years. Then I went to a high school reunion and ran into my old
He’s a corporate lawyer down in Tacoma. Had a real nice wife. Wouldn’t
say a word
me tell you something, Geoff, you can’t turn it off. You can’t get
go straight. It doesn’t go away. I’m sorry I did that to you. I’m
Baumgartner, please don’t be sorry. You got me going rubbing my
know what that does to some guys. I don’t want you to be sad. If you
want, I can
make an appointment for a prostate exam. I’m sure you’d like that, too.”
looked at me like I was some kind of crazy person, which I was and he
that, but he gave me the strangest look.
this did not happen. Period. This didn’t happen. I shouldn’t have done
Baumgartner, please, I understand. I bet it’s been hard for you with
naked men you’ve seen and not being able to touch them like you wanted.
probably would’ve happen today if you hadn’t examined my nipples and I
hard-on. If I was a straight kid, nothing would’ve happen. You know I’m
you know I enjoyed what you did. I know you’re not supposed to do what
and you could get into a lot of trouble, but I’m not going to say
anybody. And, I wouldn’t mind coming back for a check up and letting
the scarring in my rectum with your special tool. I know you’d like
just want to be nice to you.”
Geoff, no. This didn’t happen and nothing is going to happen, again.
was devastated. All those years of hiding what he really was and it
popped out on a sixteen year old boy with a raging hard-on he caused by
tweaking my nipples. All I had to do was tell Mother and he’d have his
revoked and probably spend some time in jail. But, he was good. He was
good. I hadn’t had a blow job like that, ever. Me tell? Heck, I wanted
his dick up my ass. That’s what I wanted. He definitely blew the wrong
might have had grandkids, but I definitely wanted his dick and I was
get it, too. He was going to give me that rectal exam whether he wanted
was bubbling over with excitement when I got home. This was his night.
finally going to get me in bed with him. I had no idea what to expect
The only thing I knew was that he liked to rim Peter and have his cock
I knew he really liked to have his cock sucked. He met me at the car
drove up. He opened my door and I smelled shit. It was pouring down
rain and he
wanted to hug me. He smelled like shit.
on, let’s get inside,” I said trying to get my books and get away from
was waiting for me at the backdoor. He looked so excited. I was
only thing on his mind.
you wipe your ass today?” I asked. I stood there staring at him. “Did
smell like shit. Hasn’t anyone said anything? You smell horrible. I’m
to bed with you smelling like that. Go take a shower, damn it!”
stood there staring back at me. His lips were trembling. He looked
scared as if
he expected me to hit him.
take a shower, damn it!”
stood there blocking my way into the house. He smelled horrible, like a
wrong? Didn’t you hear me? Go take a shower. Now!”
turned and practically ran into the house. Then I realized I’d gotten
him. I’d actually gotten mad at him. I’d gotten mad. I’d gotten
could’ve knocked me over with a feather. I was so happy. I’d gotten mad.
was smiling I was so happy. Then I heard the shower upstairs. Johnny
actually doing what I told him. Maybe that’s what he needed. Somebody
him what had to be done, instead of saying, “Johnny you should wipe
ass when you’re done.” Heck with that mollycoddling shit. That boy was
learn to take care of himself if it was the last thing I did; and, I
carrot. He wanted to have sex with me? Well, that boy was going to
care of himself, or no sex.
went to find Peter. I was going to stop Johnny from having sex with
else, so I could be the carrot. I wanted that nice long dick of his and
going to be clean. Peter wasn’t at home.
was in his room, staring at the floor.
Randall was in his office doing paperwork.
uh, can I talk to you?” I asked. He looked up. Then he looked at what
working on. Then he looked at me, again.
is Johnny taking a shower?” He asked. He wasn’t smiling.
didn’t wipe his ass and I told him to take a shower,” I said. “He
went back to the paperwork.
something wrong?” I asked. I knew something was wrong.
got some drugs from someone at school.”
he in the hospital?”
not . . .”
he’s not dead, but he won’t be coming back here for awhile. I don’t
how he could’ve done that. He was doing so well. I thought he was
enough to be out on his own.”
you in trouble?”
just a little setback. These things happen. He’s an addict. You have to
I go see him?”
not today. Maybe next week sometime. I’m sorry.”
kind of worried about Sam. I was going to spend some time with Johnny
Sam going to do?”
was going to be with Peter, but I guess he’ll be alone now.” No wonder
looked so sad. Kicked out of my bed and no one to be with him tonight.
I left Johnny, then Johnny would be sad.
got an idea,” I said. “It’ll sort of kills two birds with one stone, so
You see, Doctor Randall, I don’t mind sleeping alone, but those guys
sleeping in the same room for nearly a year. They’re used to having
I’ll have to talk to Johnny. It might take a couple hours, maybe three.
you stall Mother on dinner? I want to make sure Johnny is okay with
think he’s done with his shower. Talk to Sam on your way up because I
want to have to give him an injection.”
I guess I’d better.”
definitely liked the idea of sleeping with Johnny. They hadn’t gotten
well since Johnny punched him in the nose, but Sam was more than
make up if it meant having someone sleeping close to him.
you have to tell Johnny to wipe his own ass,” I said. “We’re not
anymore. He’s got to start taking responsibility for himself.”
Doctor Tim okay with this?”
I think he is.”
you know what Johnny’s problem is.”
I don’t, but we’ll work it out.”
got to talk to him or it’ll blowup in your face.”
not going to be nice about this. He’s either going to start taking care
himself, or he’s not getting any sex from anyone, including you. And, I
appreciate it if you guys didn’t do anything tonight, either. Nothing.
wants sex, it’s either me or his hand. No one else. Not even Peter.”
Tim told you?”
was still in the bathroom when I got upstairs. He was brushing his
never realized what a cute ass he had, of course, I’d never seen it
when he didn’t know I was looking. He came away from the sink and
looked at me.
brushed my teeth twice because I didn’t do it this morning,” he said.
flaccid cock was hanging down waiting for me. It definitely wasn’t as
long as Kiel’s, who was way off the scale, but it was a
longer than Tim’s. It reminded me of Tim’s.
leaned into him and we kissed. I reached up with my right, my recently
hand and brushed my fingers over his left nipple. He shuddered a
hands were unbuttoning my shirt. My left hand reached out and found his
It had grown a bit since I’d seen it last. My shirt was on the floor
pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, dropping it onto the floor. Both
hands attacked my nipples. He wasn’t as experienced as Doctor
he knew enough to make me get out of my pants and briefs. Other than my
I was naked.
with me the spider said to the fly,” Johnny said taking hold of my
pulling me into his bedroom. The blankets on his bed were pulled back,
also spread a beach towel on the carpet. Two choices. I liked that.
don’t know what you like,” I whispered.
worry, I know what you like.”
planted his lips over mine and I quickly found out Johnny had been
something from me. I’d swear his tongue was tickling my tonsils, if I
No wonder Peter had Johnny rim him. About the time I got over the shock
tongue, Johnny was nibbling my left ear lobe. His hands were all over
nipples, balls, cock, ass, ribs, back, everywhere. He was overpowering
stimulation. I was unable to keep up.
hands were trying their best to provide some counterbalance to the
he was giving me, but he was moving to fast. He was kissing me down my
his fingers worked down the front. When he reached the top my crack he
to one side.
and knees, please,” he said. “There’s a big dog back here who wants
hadn’t noticed the bottle of lube until I saw it placed down beside me.
felt the familiar sensation of a cockhead at the gate. I relax and he
not waiting to say hello, or where should he go. He was in and heading
opposite door. I tried to catch my breath, but he overwhelmed me with
assault. Then no sooner had he reached the end of his tether, he was
back out. I tried to breathe in rhythm to his pounding, but I could
breathe at all.
Johnny slammed into me and lay down on my back. He reached around and
of me. There was no waiting, no gradual buildup to a steady tempo. This
just a fast and furious as the assault on the backdoor, which wasn’t
out, but at least the piston hadn’t stopped. It slowed as the strokes
shorter. On the other hand my cock wasn’t used to Johnny’s grip or his
and I couldn’t back the coming tide. I saw the first shot hit the towel
me, then the second, and the third hit the same spot. I couldn’t help
Johnny must have been practicing this to get all the come to hit the
H couldn’t see my cock to aim it.
then, the piston returned. Only it was a slow piston this time. He
out nearly all the way before pushing back in, but the rhythm was slow
paced. This was for him. This was his tempo. I decided to add a little
his mix and clamped down on his outstroke. His response was quick. He
reached around me and I knew the end was near. He pulled almost
then slammed in and slammed in and slammed in. I felt warm inside
had enjoyed himself. He stayed inside for only a moment, then pulled
here,” he whispered. I heard water running and whistling. I didn’t
tune, but Johnny was definitely whistling. It was only a half whistle,
like humming through his teeth than actually using his lips. Then I
felt a warm
washcloth being applied where I needed it most.
on and get on the bed,” he whispered. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
room was incredible. Everything was in its proper place. Everything was
squared. Everything was so neat, tidy, confining, it made me feel edgy,
irritable, but as my eyes surveyed his room I began to notice subtle
deficiencies in the order of things. All was not perfect in Johnny’s
was that on purpose so that he could always be tidying, moving things
heard the toilet flush and then, in a moment, Johnny reappeared, as
ever. He jumped onto the bed and turned his ass toward me. “See,
said proudly. Then turned and kissed me lightly on the lips.
want to thank you,” he said, lying down beside me and placing his hand
half-hard cock. It was warm and made me want to, what?
did I want from this boy who some times seemed almost as depressed as
was so giddy with joy and happiness it almost made me sick to watch
him? Was I
so in need of a boyfriend I’d take someone so childlike he had to show
cleaned himself after taking a dump?
one has told me to take care of myself like you did,” he said. “It’s
been, ‘Johnny, you should wipe your own ass,” or, “Johnny, I’m tired of
this for you,” but you told me to do it myself. I guess I needed that.”
suspect you’ll forget, though.”
no, I won’t forget. No, I won’t. No, I won’t do that.”
Stop it!” I turned to my side and jostled his shoulder. He looked at me
like a little boy who’s been caught unpinning his little sister’s
again, so they droop and the shit tends to fall out. I put my arm
and pulled us together. He was trembling and then I felt moister on my
shoulder. He was weeping. And, he was clinging to me. He was so much
a long while, he finally calmed down and released his grip on me and I
lips lightly press against my neck.
Johnny back with me?”
wasn’t anywhere. I was right here. Did you have fun?”
you went a little too fast for me. I like to take things slower, but it
okay the way you did it.”
said you’d want me to fuck you hard and fast.”
said? Johnny, when are you going to do things on your own? After I
were fucking me just like I wanted, but I’d already done my bit.”
liked the way you tightened up. That felt great. Will you do that next
sure, is there going to be a next time?”
hope so. I hope you’re not going to dump me after one fuck. You’ve got
ass and I want us to do it again.”
is that Peter talking, or Johnny?”
is me. I like Peter because he knows so much about having sex.”
don’t you see, that’s all he knows. Having sex. He doesn’t know how to
good when you do it, how to go slow so the other guy is held on the
That’s what I like, to be held at the edge of an orgasm.”
mean like playing with the other person?”
having fun, enjoying yourself and the other guy. You had a lot of
you were jerking me off, but you just took me to the top and that was
going to have to practice that.”
now is as good a time as any.”
I turned around and took him into my mouth. He had a good cock for
too. Not too big around and a long, slender head that fit my tongue
I felt him hesitate before putting me into his mouth.
like to suck cock, right?” I asked.
I was just wondering if I should lick your other part. Peter likes
don’t and I’ll never do it to you.”
I like that. I think we’ve talked enough.”
my cock was enveloped in warmth. Only he gave me a little too much
tongue and I
jerked. Then I bit him. Then he did it again. Then I did it to him.
rolled away from me giggling. After a short moment, he climbed over and
down behind me. I felt his cock in my crack. He held me close to him as
began to hump me.
I like to do this most,” he whispered in my ear. “Peter doesn’t even
hand was on my erection. He was rubbing it slowly with the same tempo
cock. We were going to his special place, a place where only he knew
key was hidden. I gave myself up to enjoy the ride.
called after dinner. I didn’t expect to hear from him for days, not
After the pleasantries and an uncomfortable bit about the weather and
said, “I figured out where we can go.”
brother? You have five.”
not Donny, he’s younger than me.”
the oldest one, you probably don’t know him.”
red birthmark on the side of his face.”
how did you know?”
older brother, Karl, hung out with him. He was my first fuck.”
not really, but pretty damned close. They were I guess twelve because I
couldn’t have been more than six and I was being a pest hanging around
room. He told me if I didn’t leave they were going to fuck me. I didn’t
so they knocked me down, pulled down my pants, and Gary went to town on
my crack. He didn’t put his
me, but he certainly had fun riding my crack. I had a cute ass when I
little. Anyway, after a bit he came. I guess neither of them expected
because they seemed to make a big deal about it. Then my brother did it
Then they cleaned me up, but I wouldn’t leave. I told them they had to
didn’t mention nothing about that when I talked to him about us going
do you think your brother is going to say, ‘Oh, yeah, Karl’s brother, I
him when I was twelve?’ I don’t think so.”
he said we can come over anytime and fool around.”
brother knows you want to fool around with a gay boy?”
he’s gay, so what’s the problem?”
is that a problem?”
gawd, Gary is gay, wait till I tell Karl about this.”
don’t think it’ll surprise him. I saw them kissing once in Gary’s
I knew Karl was switch-hitting, but with Gary? Gawd, the things you
find out about people.”
I think it was more than switch-hitting.”
do you know?”
seen letters from your brother at Gary’s. He has a picture of Karl on
you think they’re in love?”
think they’re married.”
can’t marry guys.”
here, but I think they can in Idaho.”
that’s stupid. Why could they do it in Idaho?”
don’t know. Look, Gary and Karl are too buddy-buddy to be anything
like when do you want to do this?”
thought we could go over this Saturday afternoon. He’ll come and pick
brother is going to take us to his apartment so we can do it?”
I said he’s okay with this.”
Mark, but I’m going to be embarrassed as hell when Gary picks me up.”
forget it. Just tell him you liked it when he fucked you.”
he’s knows that already. That was the first time, not the last. For
year those two guys couldn’t get enough of my ass.”
my brother is a pervert.”
damned good looking one, too, as I remember. If I remember right, he
great cock, too.”
I got to go. I’ll see you at school tomorrow. Okay?”
bye, Mark. You can call anytime you want.”
you talking to Mark?” Sam asked. He was standing at my shoulder. I
tell if he was mad, or not.
we’re getting together this Saturday afternoon. Is that okay with you?”
why shouldn’t it?”
don’t know. Maybe you’re jealous.”
would I be jealous?”
you two were kissing yesterday at his house.”
and Monica, too.”
watch that mouth!” Mother yelled from the kitchen.
he said, loud enough for her to hear. He looked at me. He was still sad.
on, let’s go up to my room,” I said.
and I sat on my bed and talked about Peter, Mark, Johnny, ourselves,
Randall or Doctor Tim depending on who was talking, and living here at
house instead of out at the filbert orchard. Yet, no matter what we
about, Sam was still sad. I kept trying to get the conversation headed
direction, but every time he suspected I was zeroing in on his reason
out of sorts, he’d redirect the conversation away from him and off on a
new heading. I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t know if it was
him or his
all had cases. Sam’s problem was his case involved the courts and
was sane enough to stand trial for the attempted murder of his sister.
been lucky to get into Doctor Randall’s program, and especially lucky
permission to live at our house. It was a big step to allow a
teenager the freedom to actually regain his sanity to where the courts
step back in and determine how long he had to spend locked up in some
prison. If he stayed insane, he ran the risk of being sent to a state
where his chances of coming out with any amount of sanity was fairly
zero. Either choice would be enough to make anyone sad, but he wouldn’t
what was wrong. For all I knew, he was sad because Peter wasn’t going
a while, Johnny came into my room and sat down on the floor under the
Sam nudged me, but I must have been somewhere other than in the room.
me, again. I looked at him and he shook his head in the direction of
Such a simple boy, Johnny must have been oblivious to the overly
bulge in his jeans. The way that thing was tenting it had to hurt.
were not meant to be bent like that. Then Sam did something totally
Johnny, you want Geoff to take that swelling away?”
looked at Sam and he shrugged just enough for me to notice.
swelling?” Either Johnny was oblivious, or he had a sense of humor I
you get the Playboy?”
are you talking about?”
what’s wrong with your pants?”
my god, jeez, I’m sorry,” he said, getting to his feet and running back
he still needs a little practice with the personal responsibility
I guess he’s not paying much attention to anything about his body,” I
“We’re going to have to pay a lot more attention to him.”
this we shit? You’re not roping me into your psychological reeducation
That kid is all yours.”
sleeping with him tonight. That must be worth some sort of involvement.”
word is sleeping. That is all Sam is going to be doing in that bed.”
he wakes up in the middle of the night and needs help with his
I bringing him over here and you can take care of it.”
guys, what’s happening?” Doctor Randall said at the door.
waiting to see if Johnny comes back with an erection,” Sam said.
huh, well how about a little chat?”
what?” I asked.
don’t we start with Peter,” Doctor Randall said, coming in and sitting
my desk chair.
about Peter?” Johnny asked, coming in and sitting back down under the
we’ve already talked about Peter,” Sam said. “You’re going to have to
with a different subject.”
about Peter?” Johnny asked. “Is there something wrong with Peter?”
don’t know?” I asked.
anyone tell him?” I asked.
figured one of you guys would’ve told him,” Doctor Randall said.
me what? What’s happened to Peter?”
look at me, I’m not telling him,” Sam said. “I’ve got enough problems
as it is,
without getting involved with a Johnny problem.”
problems do you have?” I asked.
of your business,” Sam said.
happened to Peter?” Johnny asked.
got a hold of some really good shit and OD’d,” Doctor Randall said.
eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and he said, “He’s not supposed to do
he going to get into trouble?”
but he won’t be with us for a while,” Doctor Randall said.
long?” Sam asked.
least three weeks, maybe more. It depends on how well he does down at
can’t help him,” I said.
violated his probation, huh?”
something like that,” Sam said. “They have a special program for
druggies like Peter. He’ll back in three weeks. He knows how to play
changed the game since you and Peter were down there,” Doctor Randall
“He’ll have a harder time this time around. I give him four weeks, five
but Doc, he’s got some special talents for getting his way,” Sam said.
changed the staff,” Doctor Randall said. “Homosexual patients are under
that’s playing the game correctly. I’m sure he’ll figure a way to work
system, but he’ll be up here by that time.”
Are you okay with Peter being gone?”
huh, Sam is going to sleep with me and Geoff is going to do sex with
everything will be okay until Peter returns.”
wanted to crawl under my bed and hide. He said “Geoff is going to do
me,” as if it was completely normal to announce who is fucking who
Was that part of his problem, too? He sounded too simplistic to me,
if he developmentally delayed or something. He was in his freshman year
school, but talking to him he came across more like a seven year old
than a fifteen year old.
like Geoff is going to be pretty busy around here,” Doctor Randall
winking at me, the same wink he gave me when I thought he was coming on
early in our sessions.
might not be all that busy,” Sam said. “My guardian called me today at
supposed to go through me,” Doctor Randall said. “He knows that.”
parents are petitioning the court to have me reevaluated so I can be
trying to kill my sister.”
can’t do that,” Johnny said. “They’re not your parents anymore.”
but they’re vengeful bastards who want their pound of flesh,” Sam said.
leaned against me and I put my arm around him. Maybe we were all going
sleeping in the same bed tonight.
he think you have any chances?” Doctor Randall said. “I’m thinking I
him a call.”
said I should tell you to do that.”
did just now.”
could’ve told me when I picked you up at school.”
only get mad and wreck the car. Then where would we be?”
don’t drive that bad.”
haven’t sat in the passenger seat while you’re driving, either.” I said
to get my two cents in. Sam giggled. It wasn’t much, but it was enough.
anyone have anything more to say?” Doctor Randall said. He stood up and
into the middle of the room. “Okay, then, group hug. Come on, you too
know you’re not used to this, but it’s kind of a tradition with the
then the world suddenly slowed down. Johnny was standing up and
himself on the bookshelf. He must not have been aware where he was
because his came up under the shelf holding the Corsair. It toppled off
shelf, bouncing off his shoulder, heading toward the floor. We all
do a nose dive.
up, pull up, you’re going to crash.”
all watched the propeller snap off followed by the stand and the left
practically ran to gather up the pieces. The room was swirling as I got
onto my hands and knees and scrambled around searching for anything
be a piece of the plane. I gathered them up and sat down close to
feet. Then I surprised myself by starting to say, “Tim is dead. I know
dead,” over and over like a scratched record.
could see what was happening in the room, but I couldn’t move. All I
was say, “Tim is dead. I know Tim is dead.” Johnny sort of floated over
corner by the door to the bathroom and crumpled to the floor. He was
sobbing, blubbering. I could hear him, but I couldn’t do anything
because I was
weeping and saying, “Tim is dead. I know Tim is dead,” over and over. I
couldn’t stop saying it. It was like part of my mind stopped paying
to all the other parts, like it was stuck.
watched Johnny fold up into a fetal position and put his thumb in his
was sucking his thumb. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but I
anything about it because I had my own problem.
Randall opened his mouth and started talking, but the words were
delayed like a
badly dubbed movie. He said, “Sam go downstairs to my office and get my
bag. Hurry up, we haven’t much time.”
stood up like he didn’t understand what Doctor Randall said. Then he
there, as if he disappeared, or my mind wasn’t picking up on all the
stimulations because it was too busy trying to find the reset button.
hardly ever saw the black bag. It was Doctor Randall’s medicine
figured either Johnny or I, or both of us, were going to get an
didn’t like having one because it meant I failed, like what was
didn’t want to be doing what I was doing, but I couldn’t stop weeping
saying Tim was dead. I didn’t know Tim was dead, but some part of my
convinced he was and it had control.
returned and Mother was with him. First she looked at Johnny, then at
looked like she was going to start crying.
Randall opened the black bag and his mouth started moving, then came
“I’ll need help getting the boys to bed. There’s only three of us, so
have to work together.”
saw the needle go in Johnny’s arm then he seemed to soften, like his
and bones turned to jelly. They all helped getting him to his feet, but
didn’t see them leave with him. My mind was playing tricks with me.
I became aware of a burning sensation in my arm. I looked down and I
the stuff going into my arm. It was a greenish fluid. Then everything