Date: Wed, 20 Dec 2000 19:00:34 -0500 From: Bill Porter Subject: My Bodyguard Chapter 27 My Bodyguard Chapter 27 A very special thanks to Ed for editing this chapter. This story is not true. This is a story of love, trust, hope, and commitment. It is not a sex story. However, this story deals with love between two teenagers. If you are offended by stories involving love between two teenage boys, please do not read this story. There will be some sex scenes in this story; however, sex is not the main theme. If you are under age 18 or 21 or it is illegal to read this story where you live, don't read it. New Web Page: http://wpstories.tripod.com/ Thank you for all your e-mails. If I have missed answering you, I am truly sorry. I have tried to answer all of them. Please continue to send me your comments. ************* We slept in until about 9:00 o'clock Saturday morning. After we showered and got dressed we ate breakfast. The driveway needed to be shoveled and we drafted Jeff to help. At first he whined but when we told him we would go ride snowmobiles after, he was more than happy to help. We had got about 6 inches of new snow last night. It took us about an hour to clean up the driveway. Jeff bugged us to go pick up Ken. I gave him a call and he was not doing anything so Mark and I went to pick him up. On the way to Ken's house, Mark told me that he wanted to have a little talk with Ken. I explained to Mark that if he wants Ken to be totally honest with him, he needed to be honest with Ken too. Mark decided that it might be a good idea to tell Ken the truth. After we arrived at Ken's house we went inside. His dad was off at work. "Ken, we have decided to trust you. You're only the third person I have ever told. When I told you how I was in love with a girl from my hometown, the girl was my mother. The real love of my life is Mike." "I knew it. I could tell by the way that you two look at each other. I'm happy for you. I wish I had somebody that loves me too." "Well, Ken, there is something we want to talk to you about. There is somebody that has a crush on you. It just happens to be my kid brother Jeff." "I suspected as much. I'm kind of flattered. I'm really not interested in him any that way. He is fun to hang around and stuff but I'm not attracted to him sexually." "I'm glad to hear that. I don't want to see him get hurt. I don't think he is emotionally mature enough for that kind of relationship. He has been through a lot in the last couple of weeks. He has lost both his mom and dad. He's a tough little kid but I'm not sure how much more he can take." "I'm not going to encourage him but I'm not going to discourage him either. If he wants to have a crush on me, that's fine." "That's probably a good idea. Most kids his age develop a crush on somebody older. It is not unusual for them to even have a crush on an adult. I have seen lots of shows on TV where a kid got a crush on his teacher. After a while, reality sets in and their interest turns toward someone their own age. Jeff has a very short attention span. I'm sure that eventually he will find someone." "He is a cute kid. But I can do the math. By the time he gets interesting I'll be 18 or 19 years old. If I have a relationship with someone 13 or 14 at that time, I could go to jail. And by that time he might decide he likes girls. If I discourage him, I could lose his friendship and even hurt him. If I encourage him, he won't look for someone his own age. As much as I'd like someone special in my life, I can't take advantage of a nine-year-old. But if he wants to give me a hug or hold my hand, I'm not going to turn him away. If he wants more than that, I'll just tell him I'm not ready yet." "I'm relieved to hear that, Ken. I really don't know either one of you that well. And I don't know if you're the type that would take advantage of him or not. I do know he would be easy to take advantage of right now. Especially with you two sharing a room next weekend. I was 14 once too so I know how horny you can be." "Anything I need to take care of, I'll do by myself in the shower. If Jeff is looking for some fun, he'll have to find it someplace else." Mark seemed satisfied with Ken's answer. We went outside, got in my van, and drove back to our house. Jeff came running outside to say hi. We went riding the snowmobiles until we were all freezing cold. It was great fun. Mark and I did all the driving. We took Ken home and then went home. After dinner, Mark, Jeff, and I worked out. Then we went upstairs because Sally was watching some corny Christmas shows again so we went up to my room. I closed the door and locked it. Mark took me into his strong arms and kissed me tenderly on the lips. His tongue moved forward and pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth and his tongue graciously entered. We tongue-wrestled for a while before collapsing on our bed. He tenderly undid my shirt and removed it. Then he removed my shoes and socks. Next, off came my pants. Then he gave me a full body massage that I will never forget. My muscles were sore from riding all day and working out. I tried to return the favor but he said it was not necessary. I laid back and relaxed; the next thing I knew it was Sunday morning. We got up and dressed. Then we went to the old VFW Hall, which is our temporary church. They already had a piano. There were folding chairs set up for about 25 people. Dad must have worked hard to promote it because we ended up with about a hundred people there. We set up a bunch more folding chairs to accommodate all the people. Pastor Bradley's sermon was very good. It looked like a great start for his new church. Dad was very happy. Dad is not an overly religious person but he has a great heart. He was a board member at the last church for two reasons. First, he is very fair. Second, he was the church's biggest contributor. I would say that about half of the people who showed up were from our old church. After church we went home and had lunch. We watched football after lunch and the Lions lost. What else is new? Then we took Jeff and went out snowmobile riding. It was a cold day out so we didn't stay out long. About a half-hour after coming inside there was a knock at the front door. Mark was expecting his mother so he answered the door. Mark opened the door and there stood his mom. He embraced and kissed her. "You must be Jeff and Sally. I'm Mark's mother. You can call me Aunt Grace." "You were married to our daddy?" Sally asked. "That's right. I'm so sorry that you lost your parents but I want you to know that you have a family that loves you," Mrs. Adams said. Both Jeff and Sally gave Mrs. Adams a big hug and a kiss. Jeff and Sally are really lucky. I can't imagine what my dad must have gone through. He only had my mom. Jeff and Sally have a brother, my parents, Mark's mom, Sam, Norma, and the twins. I can't imagine how I would feel if something happened to my parents. Mrs. Adams and Jeff and Sally sat down together and got to know each other. Sally crawled up on her lap and Jeff cuddled next to her. Dad got his camera out and started taking pictures. Soon dinner was ready and we all went to eat. After dinner we all watched TV until it was time for Jeff and Sally to go to bed. They didn't argue too much. We told them Santa wouldn't come if they were still awake. About a half-hour after they went to bed, we all started getting the house looking like Christmas. Mark and I brought in the Christmas tree, and Dad helped set it up. Then Mom and Mrs. Adams started decorating it and we went to Dad's store to pick up the presents. We took Mark's truck and my van. Dad always buys us one big gift and then a bunch of stuff we need, like clothes and stuff. We picked up everything and came home. By then the tree was all decorated and Mrs. Adams had put the gifts that she had brought under the tree. Jeff and Sally both had a couple of really big boxes. I also had a really big square box that I was hoping was a TV. Mom brought us out some eggnog that had a funny taste. After the second glass I was feeling pretty good. I think there was something in there besides eggs, milk, and sugar. Dad had been playing Christmas music and we were all getting into the Christmas spirit. Mark and I got our gifts we had bought and put them all under the tree. When we were finished, half the living room was filled with presents and the tree. Dad took more pictures and I sat on Mark's lap and hugged my man. Soon we were all feeling quite tired and we went to bed. I fell asleep in Mark's arms almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. The next thing I know there was a knock at my door. "Come in." Jeff came running in our room and started jumping up and down on our bed. Mark just groaned. My head hurt and I was really thirsty. "Get up. Get up. Santa came. Santa came," Jeff shouted. "We'll be down in a few minutes, Jeff." "Hurry up, Papa Greg says we can't open up any presents until after you get up and we have breakfast." "You want to go running this morning, Mark?" He just groaned again. I got up and went to the bathroom. Then I went downstairs and got us both some ice water and some aspirin. My Dad just laughed at me and warned me to stay away from the eggnog from now on if I didn't want a headache the next day. I went back upstairs and gave Mark the aspirin and ice water. Mark gulped down the water in one gulp and we went and took our shower, brushed our teeth, and got dressed. We were feeling better. We went down for breakfast and Jeff finished eating in about 5 minutes and then just waited impatiently. Then we went into the living room and Dad started handing out the gifts. He always starts with the small stuff and works his way up. Jeff and Sally got a bunch of clothes and toys. They also each got a new bike. Mark's Mom cried when she opened the gift certificate for the new tires. Mark and I exchanged our toolboxes and I was glad that Mom and Dad didn't also get us one. I did get the TV and satellite decoder I wanted. "Mark, I have one more gift to give you," Dad said. "Two months ago I set this up but so much was going on at the time I decided to wait to give it to you." Dad handed Mark a big envelope. "That is a trust fund for your college education. I set it up for $100,000.00 in a trust that matures when you are 18. It has already gained $5,000.00 and by the time you start college it should be worth 150,000.00. If you play your cards right you might be able to pay for your college out of the interest and never touch the principal. You just need to keep your grades up. You should have more than enough to become any kind of Doctor you want." Now it was Mark's turn for tears. He hugged Dad and thanked him. It looked like Mark's dreams were going to come true. We all ended up in a big group hug. The group hug was interrupted by a knock at the door. Sam, Norma, and the twins came in, and I watched as 10 people were all talking at once. We all exchanged gifts and the twins and Jeff went downstairs to play. Mark and I set up our TV and satellite decoder and it worked great. It had a 27-inch screen and a built-in VCR. We were both really excited. We went downstairs to talk with the folks. Mom and Mrs. Adams were busy in the kitchen. We were having a turkey dinner again. We went down to the basement to check on Jeff and the twins. They were wrestling. As soon as the twins noticed us, they came after us. In no time we had all three of them pinned. We asked them if they wanted to go for a ride on the snowmobiles and they started jumping up and down. We hadn't been outside more then an hour and the kids were cold. They hadn't dressed for snowmobile riding. We went inside and got warmed up. Then we went riding some more. Dinner was a real feast and we were all quite stuffed. Mrs. Adams needed to get home so she said goodbye to everyone. Sam and Norma were about to leave when Jeff started begging to spend the night with the twins. Sam looked at my dad and smiled and said that it was all right with him. My dad also agreed and the boys started hopping and hollering. Sam told them to calm down or else Jeff could not go. Looks like Jeff is going to have some fun tonight. Perhaps they will help him forget all about Ken except as a friend. I know that the twins like to play around. The next day when Jeff got back, he was all smiles. I didn't ask him what he was up to with the twins. I decided it would be a good idea to get some skiing practice in before we went on the trip Friday. There is a small ski hill about an hour away. We picked up Ken, and Jeff, Mark, and I went skiing Tuesday. We got to the ski hill and rented equipment for the guys. I have my own skiing equipment. It was hard to find skis and boots big enough for Mark. Someone his size usually has a hard time skiing. We went on what's called 'the bunny hill', which is for beginners. There is a tow rope that takes you to the top of the hill. I taught Mark, Ken, and Jeff how to snowplow and turn. They seemed to learn how to fall on their own. I explained to them if they're going to fall, it's best to fall to their left or right. Falling forward is also okay but it's harder to stop. Falling backward is something you don't want to do. The bindings on the skis are not made to release, falling backward. Also if you fall backward, it's hard to stop. Mark seemed natural on skis. With all his martial arts and boxing training, his reflexes and balance are excellent. Ken and Jeff also learned very quickly. In no time we were on the intermediate hill. It was quite cold outside and before long we were all quite cold. We went inside to warm up. "So, Jeff, did you have a good time with the twins last night?" "Sure, they had all kinds of fun things to do. They showed me all the stuff they got for Christmas. We played video games until it was time to go to bed." "So, where did you sleep, Jeff?" "The twins have bunk beds that they sleep in and their mom gave me a sleeping bag on the floor." "Did you guys go right to sleep?" Jeff blushed and then giggled. We all started giggling too. If anyone was watching us, they must have thought we were crazy. After we warmed up we went back out skiing the rest of the afternoon. By then we were quite tired and our arms were sore from holding on to the tow rope. The rope is about an inch and half to two inches thick and covered with snow. You have to hold on real tight to not slip back down the hill. You have to pick up the rope with your right hand and let it slide through your glove. Then you reach your left arm behind your back and grab the rope. Then you slowly increase your grab until you start moving up to hill. It's pretty hard work. And then it only takes about 15 seconds to go down the hill. So you spend most of your time trying to hang onto the snowy rope going up the hill. Friday we're going up to Boyne Mountain Ski Resort. There they have chair lifts. It takes about 10 minutes to ride up the chair lifts and about two minutes to ski back down. It is a lot less tiring. Wednesday we just kind of hung out and went riding snowmobiles. Thursday we went skiing again and took the twins with us. They also had their own ski equipment. Before the end of the day we were all skiing on the hardest run they had. I felt we were ready for our big weekend of skiing.