Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2005 11:17:20 -0400
From: Wdreamtime@aol.com
Subject: Sad song of a gay teen four

Sad song of a gay teen part four...............A work of fiction by Paul Walker


This story is copywright 2005 by Paul Walker.You may not copy or post it to
anyother website without my permission.Any resemblance to persons either
living or otherwise is purely coincidental.This story will contain acts of
a sexual nature between teen males,so if you are underage to be reading
this then leave now.Any mistakes that occur are due to my lack of
education.  I went to school once but didn't like it, so I never went
again.


  Please e-mail all comments to wdreamtime@aol.com


I had an e-mail from someone called Josh(I'm sure you know who you are!)  I
did send you a reply but it was returned as undeliverable.Anyway,thank you
for your interest in my story.



CHAPTER FOUR!!!!


The next morning I was the first one to awake.My head was resting on Garys
chest and I gazed at his face.  Boy was he so damn cute and sexy.My hand
had found its way onto his cock,which was stiff.I felt him move slightly
but made no effort to move my hand.Subconciously,I had started to rub his
cock through his shorts.

"Mmmmm,this is such a lovely way to wake up.Please don't stop what you are
doing until I cum."

I continued with what I was doing and found that it gave me great pleaure
also.Garys hand had found its way to my morning stiff cock and,to my
suprise,I didn't freak out like I thought I would have.Especially
considering what I had been through on tuesday.It was probably because that
had been pure voilence but this was done out of pure love.It didn't take
long for me to cum ,as it had been three days since I had.Gary came not
long after me and it felt good to feel his jizz through his shorts.

There was a knock on the door,it was Jane."Morning boys."

"Morning,"we both replied in unison.

"You two better get a move on as the lawyer will be here to see Jason in
forty minutes.Jason,I've run a cool bath for you.Gary,you help Jason into
the bath and then take a shower,to save some time and when you help Jason
out of the bath,you can change his dressing.I believe the nurse showed you
how to do it?"

"Ok,mum."

We made our way to the bathroom and I had my bath,while Gary took a shower.


After he helped me out and dried me off,we went back to our room.I lay on
my stomach on the bed,while my boyfriend changed my dressings.It felt kind
of strange, him doing it.When he had finished,I rolled onto my back and
said "this is all your fault."Pointing at my now erect cock.


"I could take care of that,if you want me to?"


"Maybe later.I really don't think that we have time right now."


I got off the bed and got dressed and so did Gary,(as much as I could have
stared at his naked body all day).  We then made our way downstairs to have
breakfast.

We sat at the kitchen table,eating our breakfast of cereal,toast and orange
juice.Gary had slipped his foot out of his shoe and was gently rubbing my
cock with his foot.It felt nice and I was giggiling but we soon had to
stop,when Jane gave us a funny look.At this point there was a knock on the
door.It was Mr.Littler,the lawyer.

"So which one of you boys is Jason?"He enquired.

I looked at him and said,"that will be me."

"Well its good to see you again.You must have been about seven when your
dad brought you with him to a meeting he had at my office.He was always
saying how well you where doing with your music."

"And complaining when I asked for a new guitar or keyboard or more computer
software.He always gave in in the end."

"So how are you feeling?"Mr.Littler asked.

"Still quite sore from the surgery and getting kicked in the ribs.Not to
mention being thrown against a wall.And I wish mum and dad where still
around."I started to cry again.It hurt so much knowing that I would never
see them again.

It took me a few minutes to calm down and when I did Mr.Littler
continued,"I realize that you miss them and nothing can ever replace them
but you will never have to worry about anything for the rest of your
life.You are actually going to be a very wealthy young man."

I glared at him and said,"I relly don't give a fuck how much they left
me.They could have left me twenty billion and it still wouldn't replace
them .Why the fuck doesn't anybody understand that?"

Gary had put his arm around me to try and comfort me.It did help to a small
degree.

Mr.Littler then went on to explain ,with the value of our house,the various
life insurance policies, the market value of the business and the propeties
my parents owned in Spain and Florida,that I would be worth in the region
of fifteen million pounds.

"Geez,"Gary said,letting out a long breath."Three days ago I was just
helping out some kid who got in trouble at school and now he's fucking
loaded."

I kicked him under the table,really hard.

"Ouch,what was that for?"He asked.

"Your very bad attempt at humour,"I replied.

"And Gary,"his mum added,"do not use such foul language in my
presence.Before you say anything,I'll let Jason get away with it for now
and I think you know the reasons why."

Looking somewhat sheepish,Gary mumbled,"sorry mum and sorry Jase about my
very,very bad joke.


"Pardon,I don't think I quite heard you?"

Gary repeated his appology and this time I accpeted it.I was going to kiss
him but felt that that would not be appropriet.Not in front of Mr.Littler
anyway.

"I suddenly asked,"So when do I get to start spending all this money?"

"Unfortunatley,"said Mr.Littler,"under the provisions of the will,the money
from the insurance policies is to be placed in a trust fund until you are
eighteen.The business that your parents set up and successfully developed
will be run by the board of directors and you cannot make a decision about
selling it until you are twenty-one.However,the said buisiness will provide
you with an income of around two thousand pounds a month.The house and the
other properties are yours to do whatever you want to do with them.If you
do sell them,then the money raised will also have to be placed in a trust
fund,again,until you are eighteen.The second trust fund would provide the
money for your education expenses."

"If I sell the house and the other propeties,how much will that make?"I
asked

"Around two million,"MR.Littler replied in answer to my question

"Well,go ahead and sell them."

"I'll start to organize that as soon as I get back to the office.Now
isthereanything else you wouldl ike to ask me?"

"No,I don't think so."

"In that case,I'll leave you in peace for now.If you do need to talk to
me,then your grandparents have my number."


 I said goodbye to the lawyer and Jane showed him to the door.When she
rerurned,she asked me what I wanted to do about continuing my education.

"The only thing I do know for sure is that I have no desire to return to
that damn school.If the other boys had just allowed me to be who I am,then
this may not have happend.No way am I ever going back there.  Could we talk
about this some other time?"

"I suppose it would be best to talk about it when you feel better,"Jane
said,giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Jane?"

"Yes,to whatever you are going to ask me,"she said.

"Well in that case I better phone Chris and Steve and tell them that
they're invited for the weekend.They often used to come and stay at mine.It
was easier for Chris to bring his drumkit and for Steve to bring his basses
and other gear to mine.As you may have worked out,moving all my stuff takes
some doing."

"Actually,"Jane said,"that would be agood idea.At least it would help to
take your mind off things."

Gary gave a slight cough and said,"but what am I supposed to do?"

I had a few thoughts on that but they where not things I wanted to say in
front of Jane."Well, we could show you the basics of working the
sounddesk.In a way you get to play god,as you would be in control of how
loud we are all plying."

"I like the sound of that,"he said,grinning widly.


Within five minutes,I had called my friends and they both said that they
would be there later in the day.The weekend waslooking good already.It was
only 11.30 and too early for lunch.Gary and I went upto our room and
decided to have a look around on the internet.When we got there he asked if
I wanted to look at some porn sites.I told him that that sounded like a
really cool idea.While he was logging on,I went back down to the kitchen
and got a couple of cokes and some chocalate biscuits out of the
fridge.Jane had left a note to say that she had gone to the supermarket to
stock up on food,as there where going to be four teenage boys in the house
all weekend.It was going to be just like old times but...........my parents
wouldn't be around.I quickly made my way back upstairs before I got to
down.


Gary had got onto a site with loads of pictures of teen males(mostly around
18 or 19),in various states of undress and doing all kinds of sexual stuff
with each other.It certainly got me turned on.

"Wanna try doing some of this stuff,when you are better?"Gary asked.

"Well,yeah.I thought this was the kind of stuff boyfriends did with each
other anyhow?Can I ask you a question?"

"You can ask me anything."

"Have you ever been fucked?"

"A few times,by a guy I met at the gay youth group I go to.That was before
he moved away tho'"

"So whats it like?I mean,when someone does it coz they love you.What
happend to me was done out of pure evil and hatered.It was not fun."

"Well it kind of hurts at first but once you get used to the feeling,its a
pleasure that cannot be truly decribed in words.You feel like you have been
transported to another place.Just one thing,don't mention this to my mum
and dad.There are somethings that they are best not knowing about."

"Hey,you can tell me any of your deepest, darkest secrets and I will be the
soul of discetion.Maybe I could fuck you,once I get these damn stiches out
of my butt.I just don't think I ever want anyone sticking anything in there
ever again.It would bring back to many memories of what happend on
Tuesday.I hope you understand that."

"Thats cool with me and when we do start doing the sexual stuff,then you
can be in charge.We won't do anything that you don't want to.So are you
feeling horny?"

"what gay boy wouldn't be,looking at this stuff?Got anything in mind?"I
asked,with a cheeky grin.

"Well,how about we wank each other off?"

"That sounds well cool!"

We both took our jeans and boxers off and then took a hold of each others
now rock sold cocks.It felt really good having someone else touching it.We
slowly began to wank our dicks.Due to my lack of experience in these
things,it onlt took me about five minutes to shoot my load.When my orgasm
had ended,Gary licked my cum off his hand and said it tasted really
nice.When he came,I apprehensivly put my hand to my mouth and discovered
that it tasted ok.So I licked my hand clean.By this time we heard he door
open and knew that it was Jane back from her shoping trip.We got dressed as
quickly as we could and moved onto a more suitble site,just in case Jane
came to check on us.


After another ten minutes,we headed back to the kitchen to see what was for
lunch.Jane said she would make us some ham and chese toasted sandwiches.We
said that would be fine.Gary got two more cokes out of the fridge and
handed one to me.


It was about 3pm when Chris and Steve arrived.Gary helped Chris with his
drumkit,which was the latest,top of the range electronic kit by Yamaha.His
parents had bought it for him for his birthday.The great thing about it
being that it could be coonected to his laptop computer,thus enabling him
to play a software drum machine at the same time.In effect,it was two
drummers for the price of one.It took nearly an hour for the guys to set
everything up and then it was down to the business of making music.

While we got out insruments tuned,Gary went to the kitchen and got some
drinks,crisps and biscuits for us to snack on.We started by playing an
instrumental tune that I was writing called DREAMING TIME FOR THE 21st
CENTURY MOZART.The title had come about because it was based on one of
Mozarts piano pieces.It was a really nice,gentle laid back piece.At one
point, I glanced at the door and saw Jane standing listening to us.By the
expression on her face,she was really enjoying it.

When we got to the end Jane said,"you boys are amazing.Maybe one day you
could end up with a recording contract and make millions."

"Thats a nice thought,"said Chris.

Of course,Gary had to go and throw a spanner in the works by saying,"but
isn't Jase already worth millions, anyway?"

I had to explain to the guys about the visit from the lawyer and how much
my parents had left me.They where a little shocked to say the least.Of
course,I also had to explain that I wouldn't actually be able to touch the
money until I was eighteen.It was then that I had a thought."I'm gonna get
in touch with Mr.Littler and ask about the possibilty of having some of the
money to set up and open a worldclass recording studio."

Everyone said that sounded like a great idea.I called my grandparents on my
mobile and asked them for Mr.Littlers number.I had soon arranged another
visit with him for monday.The reat of the afternoon we spent playing music
and I showed Gary a few basic chord progrssions on the guitar.At times,he
got a little frustrated when he had difficulty changing from one note to
the next.I told him to go and practice what I had showed him and when he
had perfected it,I would show him something else.

At about six,Phil arrived home with a couple of carrier bags of Chinese
takeaway for dinner.We where all hungry and so soon tucked into the
delicious food.I told Phil about how much I had been left by my parents and
my plans to open a worldclass recording studio.We decided to start making
plans after dinner by spending a few hours doing some research on the
internet.Us kids all helped to do the washing up after dinner,although Jane
said I could be excused from that duty, as I was still recovering.I helped
anyway,as I didn't think that it was very fair on my friends.Then we went
to our room and spent the rest of the evening on the internet designing my
recording studio and getting information on companies that would do the job
for us.

On saturday we all pesterd Jane and Phil to allow us to go into town for a
few hours.They eventually agreed,as long as I didn' tire myself too
much.First stop was the CD store,where I bought a copy of the new live cd
by a German group called Kraftwerk.My dad had taken me to their concert in
Manchester the previous year and I had a fantastic time.I couldn't wait to
get home and listen to the cd on my surround sound sysytem.We then went to
Burger king for some lunch before heading to the academy of sound,a music
store where me and the other guys bought most of our equipment.When we
walked in there,I spotted Scott,one of the staff that I had got quite
friendly with.

He saw the bruising on my face and asked,"what the hell happend to you?"

I told him about what had happend at school and about losing my parents.I
was nearly in tears by the time I had finished

"I read about that in the paper but it didn't give any names.So how are you
dealing with it?"

"Not too well,if you want me to be really honest."

He took us to the office and gave us all a drink and we talked for a
while.Then he asked,"so are you buying anything today?"

"Well, I did come into see if you have the upgrade to the new version of
Reason."

"As it happens ,we had a delivery this morning.They've been selling as fast
as we get them in.I'll just go and get one for you."

A few minutes later he returned with what I had asked for and said,"I had a
word with the boss and thats on the house.Hope you have fun with it."

After we left the shop,we got the bus home as I was starting to feel a bit
worn out.We got some drinks and went upto the attic and put the cd on.It
was awesome to listen to.At the same time,I loaded up my new software,so
that we could have a play around with it later.We managed to keep ourselves
so busy that the rest of the weekend just flew.  Before we knew it,it was
late sunday afternoon and time for the guys to go home.We all said we would
talk during the next week.My meeting with Mr.Littler on the monday went
really well and he explained all the ins and outs of settig up a
buisiness.He said that he would help in anyway that he coudld.On the
wednesday,my grandma took me back to the hospital to have my stiches out.By
the wednesday evening ,I was feeling really down.Tommorow was the day of
the funeral and I really wasn't looking forward to it.It would be a tough
day for everyone,me especially.



End of chapter four.......Thanks to eveyone who has writen to me.You should
have had a reply by the time you read this.Lol Paul