Chapter 18: Tim

A loud boom startled me awake. It was pouring down rain outside. I could hear it hitting the roof and the windows. A bolt of lightning and a loud clap of thunder made me jump. As I stirred awake, I realized that I wasn't in my room and someone was spooned up against my back and holding me in his arms. Oh, god. It all came back to me.

At Hank and Jeff's party, I was on the verge of crying the whole day. I tried to put on a brave face, but it got to be too much and I snapped at Hank's sister Gina. She was just trying to be nice to me. When Mr. Ballatori came up and put his arm on me and then whispered in my ear that it was okay to feel sad, I lost it. I sobbed like a baby. I was embarrassed to death, but I just couldn't stop crying. He helped me inside and laid me down on Hank's bed. He even sat with me for a while until I cried myself to sleep.

I squinted at the clock on the nightstand, but I couldn't see what time it was without my glasses. I felt Hank stir behind me.

"Go back to sleep, Timmy," Hank whispered behind me.

"What time is it?" I whispered back.

Hank shifted his position to look over me. "It's 4:30 in the morning."

"Why am I still at your house?"

"Our parents thought it'd be best if you just stayed here since you were sleeping so hard. You were really upset."

"I'm sorry, Hank. I don't mean to be such a crybaby, but..."

"It's okay, Tim. I understand. You know that."

I squirmed a little and pushed at my socks with my feet. They were uncomfortable and pulling at the little hairs on my legs. I hated wearing socks for long periods of time.

"Can I take my socks off?" I whispered.

"Yeah. Get comfortable. We have a few more hours before we have to be up."

I pulled my socks off and dropped them to the floor. I thought for a second and then laid flat on my back and unbuckled my cargo shorts and pushed them down and dropped them to the floor, followed by my shirt. I moved back to my side and cuddled back into Hank, now only wearing my boxer briefs. I could now feel his body against mine. He still had on boxer shorts, and his skin was so warm. The hair on his chest and arms and legs felt so good against my bare skin. I felt like my body tingled where ever his body hair touched me. I inhaled a deep breath of his scent and sighed as my penis filled and started hardening in my underwear.

I could feel Hank's dick in his boxer shorts starting to harden and he moved his hips away from my body.

"You smell so good, Hank," I whispered as I ran my fingers through the little hairs on his forearm.

"Go to sleep, Tim."

"You're so big and strong and brave. You're going to be an awesome soldier."



"I'm going to be a Marine. Soldiers are in the Army."

"Oh, sorry. Well, you're going to be an awesome Marine. I'm proud of you, Hank. I know I have been acting like a baby, but I really am proud of you."

"Thank you, Tim."

I pushed my body back into Hank and he shifted back again.

I chuckled mirthlessly to myself. "Is it ironic or just pathetic that the first time I spent the night with you was the night after you dumped me?"

"Don't say that, Tim," Hank said raising his voice above a whisper for the first time. "It wasn't like that."

"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"It's okay. Let's get some sleep."

Hank tightened his grip on me and I nuzzled my nose on his right arm which was draped over the top of me. I pushed my body back into him and lightly kissed his arm.

"Stop that, Tim," Hank whispered.

"Hank... please..."

I moved my hips a little and I felt him swell inside his boxers.

"Tim, it wouldn't be right. I'm not going to take advantage of you... and give you hope that there might be--"

I turned around so that I was facing Hank. I slowly ran my hand up and down his side.

"I know, Hank. I do understand why you're going and why we can't be together. It's just that... I want to be with you one last time. I want a good memory to remember you by. Please."

I kissed all around his chest and neck and I slowly ran my hand down his chest and slipped it underneath the waist of his boxers. I wrapped my hand around his very erect dick. I nuzzled my nose into his goatee and kissed his chin.

"You're so hard, Hank. You want it, too. Make love to me. One last time."

I laid flat on my back and pushed my underwear off and dropped them onto the floor. I reached over to Hank and tugged at him so he would climb on top of me. He pushed his boxers off and rolled over on top of me, his feelings of reluctance gone. He held me tight and kissed me passionately. I spread my legs apart and bent them at the knees, letting him know I what I wanted. Hank pulled open the nightstand drawer and found the bottle of lube.

He lubed my hole and prepared and stretched me with his fingers. He dug around the drawer and found a condom. He rolled the condom onto his dick and lubed it up. I pulled my knees back and wrapped my legs around Hank's butt. I drew in a sharp breath as Hank entered me. I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to kiss me.

Hank fucked me slowly at first, using long and firm strokes, while he kissed me. He moved faster and faster, thrusting harder into me. The bedsprings groaned under us, squeaking rhythmically with his thrusts. When he started sucking hard on my neck, I gasped and my body bucked under him and my back arched and I came, spurting my warm sperm in between our bodies.

Hank let out a stifled grunt and pushed into me and I felt his cock jerk and pulse inside me. Hank pulled out and tied off the condom and wrapped it in a tissue and tossed it into the trash. He fell on top of me. I could feel his cock was still hard and it was poking between my legs. Hank kissed me gently all over my neck and face.

"Oh, Tim, you're so fuckin' hot. You drive me crazy."

I reached between us and wrapped my hand around Hank's shaft and slid my hand up and down. I rubbed the head along my slick crack.

"Fuck me again, Hank. I need you inside me."

Hank reached into the nightstand and dug around. He sighed. "That was the last condom."

"It's okay, Hank."

Hank pushed himself up and started to roll off me, but I grabbed him and pulled him back on top of me. "No, Hank. I mean, it's okay."

"Are you sure?"


Hank slicked his cock up with lube and then pushed into me as I wrapped my legs and arms around his back. His dick was so hot and it felt amazing inside me.

"Oh, my god," I whispered.

"Oh fuck, oh Jesus," Hank groaned. "You're so warm and soft... like hot velvet."

Hank began slowly moving in and out of my ass. I whimpered as his dick slid against my prostate. The feeling was so different without the condom. Hank laid on top of me, his hairy chest crushing into me. He wrapped his arms around my head and held me tight.

He whispered into my ear, "I love you, Timmy. Oh, god, I love you."

Hank kissed me and we ran our tongues all over each other. The pace of our lovemaking was slow and steady. He kept pushing and sliding along my prostate. I pushed back and ground my dick against his thrusting body. Tears fell from my eyes as Hank sucked on my neck.

"Hank, I'm so close," I whispered. "Make me come, Hank. Please..."

"I'm gonna come inside you, baby," he whispered back. "Here it comes, fuck yeah, I'm coming now."

Hank sped up the motion of his hips and we came at the same time, both of us whispering each others' names over and over. The feeling of Hank coming inside me was indescribable. It was amazing to know that I had a huge wad of Hank's sperm inside my body. I knew then that he'd be the only one ever to do that to me.

After our breathing evened out, Hank rolled over onto his back. I rolled over and wrapped my arm around and locked my leg between his. I laid my head on his shoulder. Hank kissed the top of my head. The last sound I heard before I drifted off was Hank softly snoring.


I was vaguely aware of a knocking sound in my dreams. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up to see Dad looking into my room.

"Hank, time to get up. Get yourselves cleaned up."

I saw his eyes dart over to the sleeping form next to me. The corner of his mouth curled up at me and he gave me a sort of half-grin and looked at me like he couldn't be prouder.

He shut the door and left the room. I looked down at Tim's sleeping body. We were both naked on the bed, the covers kicked off to the foot of the bed. I was flat on my back with my arm around Tim's back. His taut little ass was on display as he laid on me with his arm draped over my chest and his leg straddling mine. I looked down my body and my big, flaccid dick was lying against my thigh, only the tip peeking out of the hood of my foreskin. It was still a little slimy from a combination of lube, cum and Tim's ass. Yeah, it was pretty obvious to Dad what Tim and I had been doing in here. I chuckled to myself at his reaction, looking at me like he was proud of his stud of a son for getting laid.

I stroked Tim's shoulder and he slowly stirred.

"Tim, come on, time to get up."

I crawled from under him and pulled him out of bed. He stretched and followed me into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and adjusted the faucets to the temperature I wanted. I joined Tim at the toilet and we relieved ourselves. I checked the shower temperature and held the shower curtain open for Tim and stepped in after him.

I picked up the soap and started lathering Tim up.

"I'm sorry, Tim," I said. "But, uh, you've got a couple of hickeys you're not going to be able to hide."

"That's okay. I've always liked showing off your hickeys. That's so trashy, isn't?" he said with a smile.

"A little bit," I laughed. "But, I love giving 'em to ya, so it works out..."

Tim and I laughed heartily, for the first time in a couple of days. I turned Tim around so he was facing the shower wall. I soaped his back and then down to his ass. I spread his cheeks a little and a stream of my come trickled down his leg.

"Oh, fuck that's hot," I whispered. "You're leaking my come from your ass."

I had to have him one more time. I pushed Tim's legs apart and squatted down lightly. I pushed up, sliding my hard cock up into Tim's ass. It slid right in. It was so fucking warm, still nice and wet from our earlier fuck. I grabbed onto Tim's hips and began thrusting in and out. Tim moaned and threw his head back against my shoulder. He braced himself against the shower wall with his hands and pushed his hips back against me as I pumped in and out of his tight little ass.

I knew this was going to be our last time and I wanted it to be hot for both of us. I pulled out and turned Tim around so he was facing me. I lifted his leg up and grabbed him by the ass and lifted him off the ground. Tim wrapped his arms around my neck and his leg around my waist and held on tight. I shoved my cock into him as I held him up against the shower wall with my hands cupping his ass.

We stared into each others' eyes as I fucked him. His hot wet hole was too much for me and I thrust into him and blew my load inside him.

I let Tim slide down to let his feet on the floor. I squatted down in front of Tim and took his dick into my mouth. Tim gripped my shoulders and cried out my name and he immediately began shooting into my mouth. I swallowed most of it and then stood up and shoved my tongue into his mouth and fed him the rest of his sperm.

Tim closed his eyes tight and wrapped his arms around me and held onto me for a minute.

We rinsed off and then got out of the shower and dried off. We got dressed and I grabbed my bag and we headed downstairs.

Mom made a big fancy breakfast and we all sat and ate in near silence. The mood was pretty somber, even though this was supposed to be a good thing.


Mom, Dad, Gina, Marie, Tim and I all piled into Dad's Suburban. We headed for the airport in Flint. From there Jeff and I would fly to Atlanta and then catch a connecting flight.

Tim had a smile on his face, but I knew how he really felt when I looked into his eyes. I'm sure he could see the same thing in my own eyes. I took his hand and held it the entire drive to the airport. After some initial small talk, the drive was mostly quiet.

When we got to the small airport, Jeff, and his parents and Heather were already there waiting by the security gate. We walked up to them and everyone exchanged hugs and sat down. Tim sat between Jeff and I. Jeff put his arm around Tim and Tim smiled and kind of leaned into him.

When it was time to go through the security gate, it was very emotional for everyone.

Heather cried while tightly holding onto Jeff. Mrs. Matthews was crying and hugging Jeff. Mr. Matthews hugged Jeff and patted him on the back and held him by the shoulders and looked at him for a moment before hugging him again. Tim hugged Jeff tightly around the chest and closed his eyes and buried his face into his chest. Jeff ruffled his hair and then embraced Heather one last time.

I hugged Dad, them Mom, then Gina, then Marie. All of the girls were crying. Dad didn't cry, but I could see his eyes were shiny. I'm not afraid to admit that when Dad told me to make the Ballatori family proud, a couple of tears escaped my eyes.

I only had another minute, so I came up behind Tim and put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around and smiled at me. I hugged him and we held onto each other tight.

"I'm so proud of you, Hank," he whispered. "Please be safe... I will always love you. Forever."

"Keep my Teddy out of trouble," I whispered back. "And be good yourself. I'll never forget you. I love you more than you know, Tim."

I kissed his forehead and then gave him a tender kiss on the lips. I hugged him one last time and joined Jeff and went through the security gate. I looked back to see Mr. Matthews standing behind Tim with his arms around Tim's chest. Tears streamed from Tim's eyes. I smiled at him and he smiled back. Jeff and I waved to everyone as we turned the corner to the gate.

When we finally boarded the plane and sat down in our seats, I sighed deeply.

"You alright, man?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah. I'm good. I'm ready to do this."

"Me too."

Jeff held out his fist and I tapped it with my own. I looked out the window at the cloudy sky.

"Tim's gonna be okay," Jeff said quietly.

"Yeah." I nodded and closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I said a little prayer to God to watch over my family, Jeff's family and especially Tim.

As the plane took off, I smiled to myself knowing I was leaving Michigan a boy and when I returned, I'd be a man.