Date: Sat, 02 May 2020 11:36:09 +0000 From: Isuccum Subject: Started at the Busstop 8 Please continue to remember Nifty brings you this site for free. If you can they would greatly appreciate a donation to help meet the costs of running it. Started at the Bus Stop Chapter 8 Juliet, having started her homework later than the others, still had some to get through when the three guys finished theirs. Percy was the last of the boys to finish, mainly due to him helping each of the three others with theirs. Clive got the most help from Percy, but both Juliet and William also made use of having him around. William and Clive left the dining room to start preparing the evening meal in the kitchen, leaving Percy helping Juliet with a maths problem. Adam would take over doing the dinner when he got home, but all three of his children liked to help out. William and Juliet had come to realise just how much Adam was having to do in the home about a year earlier when Adam had had a bad case of flu[DGT1] and couldn't get out of bed for three days. They had to take over and do everything or get very hungry. Since then they had taken on a greater share of the chores and were getting Clive to help where he could. Adam felt very proud of them for this, because he had not asked them to take on more. They had chosen to do it themselves and had asked their father to teach them to cook. Juliet was struggling with a concept in geometry. Percy sat beside her and led her through it, much like he had with Clive. As Percy took her through, the penny dropped and it suddenly just clicked for Juliet. She began to work through it without Percy's direct help. When she got to the end Percy congratulated her and told her she had got the correct result. "That's because you're a good teacher." Juliet said and kissed him on the cheek. Her action had been spontaneous and as she pulled back from Percy she realised what she had done. "Oh, I'm sorry; I was just so excited that I finally understand this." "It's okay. I didn't complain when you kissed me last weekend either, if you remember." "When did I kiss you last weekend?" Juliet asked. She sounded a bit shocked and also embarrassed. "As we were leaving the coffee shop to start on our way home. You kissed me just like you did this time and said `Thank you' to me," Percy told her. "It shows that I like you. I'm glad you've become our friend." "And I'm glad to have you guys as my friends. It's made a big difference in my life already." "You know, Clive normally takes months to accept a new person in his life, yet he took to you the first day he met you. That really means something. I'm not sure exactly what, but whatever it is, it's good. Tonight you were so good with him, helping him to work so much out for himself. I'm going to have to learn how to do that," Juliet said. "I don't think I did that much. I just showed him how it all works together." "But that's just it. You didn't do the problem for him; you showed him how to do the problem for himself. Just like you've done with this bloody geometry for me." "You really don't like geometry do you? That's the first time I've heard you swear about anything," Percy observed. "You're lucky that I didn't have chemistry homework to do. That's the worst for me. I would have used some really choice words," Juliet said. "I've used some pretty choice words sometimes myself too." "Who to? I thought you didn't have any friends," Juliet asked, immediately sorry that the words had come out like that. "That's just it. I've had to use those words to myself. You know you can't win an argument when you're arguing in your own head," Percy said. "That must be so horrible. I don't know why others couldn't see what a nice person you are." "That's because they can't see past the geek." "That's just so terrible. People can be really cruel." A loud crash in the kitchen ended their conversation and got them both running to the room. As they arrived they heard Clive whimpering and saying, "I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." William answered, "It's alright Clive. Accidents happen. And besides, it was just empty pots. I just got a big fright is all." Juliet went straight to Clive and wrapped her arms around him, telling him that it was okay. William and Percy began to pick up the pots as William explained. "They're usually all stacked inside each other, but somehow they weren't properly on the shelf. When Clive got the one next to the stack out, the others just fell onto the floor." William looked into the cupboard and then exclaimed, "There's the problem. Look, Clive, somehow the little baby one got pushed to the back. It stopped the bigger ones from fitting properly on the shelf. It wasn't even your fault." William then went over and ruffled Clive's hair. "There, see, everything's alright now." The accident had really unnerved Clive. To distract him from thinking about it, Juliet suggested he take Percy to the lounge and they could look for something to watch. Juliet was behind Clive and gave a Percy a pleading look. It was not needed. Percy was glad to have some time to sit with Clive. They walked through to the lounge and sat down. Minutes later Juliet and William heard Clive's giggles and laughter as he and Percy talked about some silly things. Adam arrived home and let himself in the back door after parking his car in the garage. Percy and Clive were still talking and laughing and hadn't heard the car arrive or the garage being opened and closed. Adam greeted his two older children and asked what was going on with Clive. William quickly filled him in. When Adam went through to the lounge he had the opportunity to observe the two boys for a few moments before they realised he was there. Clive was sitting side on to Percy who had one hand holding Clive's shoulder. Clive had one foot up on Percy's leg and Percy was playing `This little piggy ...' with his toes and tickling him on the sole of his foot which made Clive giggle and squirm at the same time. It was a good job that Adam had those few moments, because he was shocked into speechlessness. He had never seen Clive this connected with anyone other than his brother and sister before, especially after knowing Percy for such a short time. Adam was spared the need to talk first. Clive saw him standing near his chair and jumped up. Leaping into his father's arms he squealed excitedly, "Hi, Daddy! Look, Percy's come to stay with us tonight." Adam lowered Clive to the floor and replied, "That's nice. I see you like Percy." Then turning towards Percy he said, "Hello, young man. I see you've been left to babysit while the others cook. I'm glad you're able to stay over. I hope you have a good time." "Hi, Mr. Chesterton. Thank you. I'm enjoying myself already," Percy said. "And he helped me to get my homework all done," Clive said. "That's very good, Clive. Now you don't have to worry about it for the whole weekend," Adam said. "Thank you. I don't know what you've done, but you've certainly made a hit with Clive." "I don't know either. I've just tried to be his friend," Percy said. "Thank you for letting me stay over." Adam was about to go back to the kitchen to take over the cooking when Juliet arrived with a tray of drinks, with William following behind her. "Nothing to do for a while now, Dad. Why don't you sit down and enjoy a beer? William and I will finish off supper tonight." "Thank you. That will be nice." Adam sat down in his favourite chair, and Juliet passed him a beer. She gave Clive a glass of his favourite juice and handed Percy a can of coke and a glass. William also had a coke, while Juliet joined Clive with a glass of juice. After he had drunk some of his juice and had carefully put his glass down, Clive started to lift his bare foot back up towards Percy's knee. "Clive, I think you need to let Percy enjoy his drink now. Maybe he'll play with you again later," Adam told his son. "But it's fun," Clive said. "Yes, I know. I saw you playing before you saw me. But sometimes we have to put one type of fun aside for another. Now we are all together we all need to have fun together and that will either be talking with everyone, or watching something together on the TV." "But Willie and Julie didn't see it." "And they'll get to see it another day perhaps, but not now, and I'm not going to discuss it anymore," Adam said rather sternly. "Yes, Daddy," Clive responded. He knew when he was beaten. Adam began to talk to Percy, asking him some questions about himself, in an effort to get to know this new friend who had managed to win over his youngest son so quickly. He soon realised, from what William had told him earlier and Percy's responses now, that Percy had a caring heart. Clive must have seen this straight off, when Percy had introduced himself to Clive the first time they met. William had not been shy in explaining to his father how Percy had been treated by everyone at school and how Percy had had to tell Clive what his name was because William hadn't known it. As they chatted together either Juliet or William would check on the food at intervals. Finally Juliet announced everything was ready, and they all moved to the table to eat. Clive insisted on sitting next Percy, and all through the meal he kept asking Percy if the food was okay or if he had enough of each item on his plate. Percy, for his part, showed considerable patience and responded kindly to every one of Clive's questions and comments. Adam wasn't sure if he should tell Clive to stop or not, and chose to leave it. But when they returned to the lounge after the meal, Adam sent Clive off for his bath. "But it's so early!" Clive complained. "I know it's earlier than you usually have your bath, Clive, but we have a guest, and he will need time to have his bath too. You know that you use a lot of the hot water, so we need to leave enough time for the water to heat up for the rest of us." "He could share with me, then we wouldn't need to wait," Clive suggested, hopefully. "Percy has been very kind and friendly, but I think we need to give him some privacy for his bath time," Adam said. "No more arguments, young man. Off you go!" Clive went off, clearly not too happy with the situation, but still obedient. A short time later they heard the bathroom door close and then the sound of water flowing through the pipes. Adam turned to Percy and said, "I'm sorry, it seems that Clive has seen something in you that he doesn't see in other people. I thought you might like a bit of a break. If he does get too much for you, tell William to get him off your back." "It's been okay, so far, but thank you. I do hope to get the chance to spend time with William and Juliet." "And we with you," Juliet said. "Yes. Fortunately Clive does need more sleep than most, and I'll send him off to bed at his normal time. Just leave him to sleep in the morning until he wakes up by himself. That will give you a bit more time," Adam said. "Do you have any ritual with his going to bed? Like reading a story or something?" Percy asked. "Actually we do. One of us will read to him from his current book for about five minutes. Quite often he falls asleep before we get that far," Juliet said. "Perhaps I could read to him then, and that will make up for him going to bed before us," Percy offered. "That could be just the right cherry on the cake," Adam said. "You don't have to, though, if you change your mind." "No, I think I'd like that. I don't have any siblings that I can help this way," Percy said. "Just don't suggest he could be your brother while you're visiting or he'll be over you even more," William said and chuckled. For the first time since Clive had started to bathe himself, he was finished in less than half an hour. He was almost running as he entered the lounge, making a bee line for Percy. He had a dressing gown on but when he sat down and it opened a bit, it was clear that he had nothing else on underneath it. "Clive, go and put some pants or shorts on, please," Adam asked. "But I always go like this after my bath," Clive protested. "Not when we have guests. You know the rule. Now off you go," Adam commanded. Once again Clive went off, obediently, but not too willingly. "I'm sorry about that. He does know the rule," Adam apologised to Percy. "It's okay. I really don't mind." Percy said. "Well then maybe tomorrow you can be a little lenient on him." They all watched a bit of telly until it was time for Clive to go to bed. Once again he tried to protest and Adam remained firm. Then Percy said, "I understand someone reads a story to you when you go to bed. Would you like me to read to you tonight?" "Yes!" Clive shouted loud enough that he might have been heard in the house next door. He jumped up and took hold of Percy's hand. Pulling on it he got Percy up and following him. "Uh, don't you want to say goodnight to your dad and brother and sister?" Percy asked. Clive let go of Percy's hand and dashed around his three family members, giving them a faster goodnight hug and kiss than they usually got, and was back pulling on Percy's arm in seconds. As they climbed the stairs Percy could hear the chuckles coming from the lounge. When they got into Clive's room, he pulled the book off the shelf and showed Percy where the marker was. He saw that it was at the beginning of a chapter and decided that he would start there. He had to remind Clive to go and brush his teeth and while Clive was doing that, Percy took a look around the room. Clive had a lot more on his walls than Percy had in his own room, and it made it brighter and more cheerful. Percy began thinking that maybe he would have to redecorate his room. Clive returned and slipped his dressing gown off, letting it drop to the floor. "Aren't you going to hang that up?" Percy asked. Clive didn't answer but picked the gown up and hung it on a hook on the back of the bedroom door. Then he went over to the laundry basket near the door and slipped the boxers he had put on earlier off, dropping them into the basket. Percy was blessed firstly with a back view of a totally naked boy, a view that Percy found quite pleasing as well as turning him on. Clive didn't have much of a tan line, but he could just see a lighter shading over the bubbles of his butt. His back and bum were smooth and it was only when Percy looked down Clive's legs that he could make out some longer blond hairs on his calves. Clive turned around, making no attempt to cover up, and walked unashamedly towards his bed and Percy. The front view was even more delightful for Percy. He had seen him just in his boxers and had appreciated his smooth and rather undefined chest, although he had noted when he saw Clive the first time that his nipples were already shaped. Now Percy saw a soft cock a shade over two inches long with a moustache of blond pubes arcing over the top of his pubis. His foreskin came to a little pucker, leaving just the eye of his cock on view through the open ring. His balls were held rather tightly in a sack that was still waiting to grow and allow those balls to swell and hang lower and produce viable sperm. This view had a definite effect on Percy, who had to adjust his cock to a more comfortable position. "That's why I like going naked. You don't get all caught up when you get a woody," Clive said. "You see, it can just move anywhere." Clive drew attention back to his cock, which was beginning to get hard. Percy pulled back the covers and Clive got onto his bed. As he lay down, his cock got to a full hard-on. Percy estimated that it must be about three and half inches long when hard. It pointed straight up Clive's belly and pulled his balls up a little bit too. The foreskin retracted to allow about a third of his glans to show through. Percy's cock gave a little lurch as he admired the view of Clive. Percy straightened the covers over Clive and hid his package. He felt he had to do that or he would not be able to resist getting his hands on that cock and making both of them feel good. Picking up the book, Percy began to read from the start of the new chapter and as he read he tried to put different voices on for each character, which got Clive giggling. The giggles didn't last long, and when Percy looked to see if Clive was still listening he saw that he was asleep. Percy read another couple of paragraphs with each one in a softer voice. Putting the marker in, he closed the book and laid it down on Clive's bedside table. He leant over and kissed Clive on the forehead. "Goodnight, Clive. Love you," he whispered and left the room. He already knew that he should leave the night light on and close the door, so this is what he did. "He dropped off quite quickly then," Adam said. "I was a bit worried that the excitement of having you read to him might keep him awake. I guess he was really tired." "Yeah. I guess so. Or I'm just a boring reader," Percy said. For the rest of the evening they chatted together. Juliet was the first to go off for her bath, returning in a dressing gown that was sufficiently wrapped around her that you couldn't tell what she had on underneath it. Then Adam took himself off. He said he wouldn't be down again as he wanted to get to bed early, ready for a bit of a drive the next day. William offered to let Percy go for his bath next, saying there should be enough hot water for William to follow straight after. Then they could choose when they were ready to go to bed without having to worry about getting another bath in. Although they talked about going for a bath, in reality, the only one who actually had a bath was Clive. The rest preferred to stand in the tub and use the shower. When Percy came down from his bath he was dressed in a t shirt and a pair of soft cotton lounge pants. It was obvious that he had nothing on underneath those two items. He sat back down on the sofa where he had been all evening. Juliet was in an armchair to his right so he swivelled his position on the sofa to be able to look directly at her. As they talked, Juliet moved her body and her dressing gown gaped a bit. "Man-flu" is generally taken to mean a mild illness that a man treats as if it is life threatening; I don't think that really fits here.