Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2006 06:12:43 +0000
From: Robbie Calverley <lads_r_us@postmaster.co.uk>
Subject: COX & BOX 10 (FINAL CHAPTER)

This is a story of sex between young males.  It is pure fiction and should
be read as such.  If this offends you or you are under-age please read no
further.

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written purely for entertainment and not for profit.

The story takes place where AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do
not exist so condoms are not used, nor are they necessary, unlike in this
wicked world of ours.  So when you have casual sex PLEASE make sure you are
adequately protected.  I don't want to lose any readers!!

This story is escapist fantasy.  Anybody looking for reality is advised to
look elsewhere, but nothing herein is beyond the realms of possibility,
especially in my own imagination.

That said, I hope you enjoy the story and whether you do or not please feel
free to contact me at the Email address at the end.


COX & BOX -- TEN -- HAPPILY EVER AFTER?


Charlie said that he had to get home for Sabbath and so we dressed and made
our way home, stronger in our relationship than we had been before despite
Julia's efforts so seduce me, and thanks in no small way to Charlie's
unshakeable trust in me.  `By the way, Charlie' I said, `as I helped you to
win your bet with Julia, I think you owe me two pounds fifty.'

`Cheeky bugger' he replied.

The more romantic among you will be delighted to hear that our trust in one
another was not seriously tested again.  Of course, we had our ups and
downs like all couples but there were far more ups than downs. One of our
great occasions followed almost a year later;

Our joint fourteenth birthday party was the time that we decided we would
be totally honest with all our friends and admit to them that we were a gay
couple.  We each had our own circle of school friends but there were also
mutual friends, some of whom had already guessed that something was going
on.

Our parents decided that if it was to be a big party then the Imperial
Hotel would be called upon again to stage the event and our old friend Adam
was once again called upon to act in his professional capacity, although we
were delighted to hear that he was no longer Catering Manager, but General
Manager of the hotel, his promotion being occasioned by the retirement of
his predecessor who, when asked, recommended Adam for the job.

Charlie and I were each asked to select a maximum of forty kinds form our
schools and together with our mutual friends this would mean a little over
a hundred kids at the party.  We were each to have family parties so there
would be no adults at The Imperial except our parents.

The morning of the party arrived and I woke with Charlie's morning breath
in my nostrils and his hand on my cock.

`Good morning my lover boy' he whispered in my ear.

`Who's that?' I asked.

The hand was swiftly removed from my cock and I felt a playful slap on the
thigh.

`It's me, you tart.' He said, giggling.

`HHHHHHmmmmmmmmmmmm' I said as his hand resumed it's first position and my
cock began to grow.  His lips found mine and our tongues played chase for a
minute or so.  `So, today's the big day' I said.

`Yea' replied Charlie `but if they could all see us now we wouldn't have to
come out to them, would we?'

`Do you think you could perform in front of an audience?' I asked him.

`Billy boy' he replied `I could perform with you anytime, anyplace,
anywhere in the world.'

`Well, how about the here and now?' I asked.

`Just give me a minute to pee' he said, getting out of the bed.

`Race you' I replied and we ran to the toilet together, passing Mum on the
landing who had the grace to blush, but laughed nonetheless.  What a change
in attitude to when we first broke the news that we were gay.

We peed together, we even farted in harmony. We brushed our teeth out of
consideration for one another's breathing.

As we climbed back into bed our lips met and stayed that way for what
seemed like an age, but neither of us was in a hurry to break off.  We were
suddenly aware of a throat clearing at the door and Dad's voice saying
`Lovely as you two look naked, you'd better keep the door shut because of
Mum.'

`Too late, Dad' said Charlie `She saw us running to the loo.'

Dad laughed and said `By the looks of you two I'd better tell mum to put
breakfast on hold for half an hour.'

`Make it an hour' I said and Charlie giggled.

`Dirty buggers' said Dad and chortled as he closed the door.

`Well, Charlie Box' I said `I don't like being accused of being a dirty
bugger without being guilty of it.'

Charlie lay on his back, lifted his feet into the air and said `Be my
guest, Billy Cox'.

I lay flat on the bed and examined the area of Charlie's body which was
about to give me a great deal of pleasure.  As he flexed his muscles his
little brown hole winked at me and I leaned in and planted a gentle kiss
dead centre, which sent a shudder through Charlie's body.  I licked all
around his bum, savouring the flavour of this wonderful boy, the object of
my desires and the love of my life.  His hole seemed to open as if by magic
and I just couldn't resist pushing the tip of my tongue inside and as I did
so Charlie's arse left the bed as he bucked uncontrollably.

`That was so bloody erotic' he said between jagged breaths, `but now I just
need you inside me, Billy, not want, NEED.'

I was pretty wet with precum so did not bother with artificial lubrication
and Charlie's arse was already wet with my spit, so I assumed the position
and pushed myself slowly inside him and, judging by the moans and grunts, I
was certainly hitting the right spot.  I had never known Charlie so
responsive to my cock as he much preferred being the `top', but it seemed
that at this precise moment he needed filling and I was only too happy to
oblige.

As I ploughed my way into him I leaned down and kissed him deeply and as I
did so I felt his hands clasp my buttocks and pull me to him tighter than
ever.  I broke the kiss to moan with delight myself as I felt my boy juices
beginning to gather.  They seemed to be collecting in my deepest regions,
probably in my very soul.

`Oh Charlie' I murmured, `this is going to be one of the best.'

`NNNNNnnnggggghhhhhhhhhh' was all that Charlie could utter and I was close
to losing it myself.  My breathing grew more and more uneven as waves of
pleasure rolled over me.  The bedsprings were creaking and I knew at the
back of my mind that they would be able to hear downstairs, but I could not
have stopped making love to Charlie, even if my life depended on it.

Charlie was moaning now with every thrust and I knew that I was regularly
hitting is G-spot and as he let an animalistic wail I felt his hot cum hit
my stomach, not splashing, but hitting hard, very hard.

I think he was only semi-conscious when I shot into him half a minute later
and I felt the energy draining from me as I continued thrusting into him.
It was as if the very soul had left my body with my semen but I could not
think of anybody I would rather have entrusted it to.

We lay together in loving silence for a long time, the only sounds being
those of our breathing and kissing until the smell of bacon drifted up the
stairs.  Charlie had long ago followed in his father's footsteps and given
up the struggle to resist the heavenly aroma and frequently indulged in a
bacon sandwich (but don't tell the Rabbi).

We dressed for the day as was our custom in shorts, tee shirts and nothing
else and went down to the kitchen to the amused smiles of Mum and Dad.
`Have you been moving the furniture around up there?' asked Dad, apparently
innocently.

`No' I replied, equally innocently `I've just been instructing Charlie in
the art of horizontal trampolining.'

Unfortunately Mum had a mouthful of tea as I said this which sprayed all
over the cupboard doors and worktop as she laughed.  `William' she said
`what a dreadful thing to say'

We ate breakfast and then cycled over to the Imperial Hotel where
preparations were already under way for the party.  A veritable army of
staff were moving furniture around ready for the evening and directing
operations was our old friend Adam.  He greeted us and took us to his
office.  Not the little office off the foyer, but a palatial
office-cum-sitting room part way up the grand staircase.  As the door
closed behind us he hugged and kissed us and asked us how things were
going.  What he actually said was `Tell Uncle Adam every teensy weensy,
intimate, disgusting detail.'

We laughed and brought him us to speed on our escapades, including the fact
that Charlie had cum that morning without his cock being touched.  `Ah, the
anal orgasm.' Said Adam, `It really does have to be felt to be believed.'

Charlie nodded and looked wistful, just remembering.

Adam told us that the preparations were going smoothly and that he would be
supervising the preparation of the buffet himself and that there would be a
special section for the Jewish kids who stuck strictly to kosher laws.  As
he was speaking one of his assistants, a hot-looking 18 or 19 year-old with
a very cute bum, raven black hair and beautifully chiselled features popped
in to say that the DJ had arrived to set up his disco equipment.  He was
about to leave when Adam said `Just a minute, Gary, let me introduce Billy
and Charlie whose party this is tonight.  Boys, this is my new boyfriend
Gary.

Gary blushed a beautiful shade of pink and was suitably embarrassed when we
jumped up and hugged him as he held out his hand to be shaken.

`Wow, what a couple of cuties' he said.

`Yes, and they're spoken for' said Adam.  `By each other'.

`Yes' said Charlie `and tonight we're outing ourselves to our friends.'

`Wow' said Adam, we'd better call out the riot squad!

Gary went back to his duties as Charlie asked `How long have you been with
Gary, Adam?'

`Well, he's been here for about six months and we've got to know one
another, but it's only in the last couple of weeks we've been serious about
one another.  It's a bit awkward because I can't show him any favouritism
at work or it might upset the other staff, but he's a good worker as well
as being great in bed, so it's working out both ways so far.'

After we had gone through the arrangements for the evening in great detail
we returned home and had lunch with Momma and Pops and arranged that
everyone would met at Charlie's at 6.45.  A couple of taxis had been
ordered to take us to the hotel and then if our parents wanted to have a
drink and leave us kids to it, there would be no problem about drinking and
driving.

The afternoon was fine and sunny so we got on our bikes cycled down to the
river and sat on the banks with our feet dangling in the water, holding
hands and chatting about everything and nothing and speculating on how our
friends would take the news we were about to break.  `Well' I said `if
they're really our friends they'll be pleased for us.  If they're not
pleased for us, they're not really our friends.'

`Huh, Billy the philosopher' said Charlie, squeezing my hand.

There was silence for few minutes until Charlie said `Er ... Billy?'

`Yes Charlie' I answered, knowing that something of importance was coming
from the `Er' which preceded my name.

`Billy, if it ever became legal, I mean, if this relationship lasts, I mean
if we're still together, I mean ... ... ...'

`Charlie' I said `why don't you say what you mean?'

Charlie took a deep breath and said `Billy, if ever they make gay marriages
legal, would you marry me?'

`Wow, Charlie' I said `where did that one come from?'

`Billy,' he continued `I just can't help wondering what I'd do you ever
left me.  I know we said that maybe we'd grow out of this and get married
and have kids, but as time has gone on I've come to realise that I never
want this relationship to come to an end.  I don't want to marry in the
conventional sense, I just want to be with you, but I really just don't
know for certain how you feel about a commitment like that so I just
thought I'd ask ... ... ...' he tailed off, tears in his eyes and a quaver
in his voice.

`Yes' I said.

`What do you mean, Yes?' he asked

`Yes, Charlie Box, I will marry you.

`You will?' he asked, tears now streaming down his cheek.

`Try and stop me' I said, leaning forward and kissing the tears away, and
as I did so I caught a whiff of something exotic.  `What's that smell,
Charlie?' I asked.

`Oh, Momma bought me some cologne to wear tonight and I just had to try it.
Nice smell huh?'

`No, Charlie, not nice.  YOU smell nice, the cologne just hides one of the
things that really turns me on about you.  Charlie, your body smell makes
me horny, all I can smell now is the cologne.  Promise me you'll wash it
off before tonight?'

`Only if you wash it off for me' he said, smiling.

`Can we go and do it now?' I asked.

He leaned forward and kissed me and stood up, and walked over to the bikes.
`What are we waiting for?' he asked, and we mounted up and rode home in
danger of exceeding the speed limit!!

Mum and Dad were out so we shed our clothes as we mounted the stairs and
left them in a pile outside the bathroom door.  I turned the shower up a
little hotter than usual and we soaped one another up.  `Where did you put
the cologne?' I asked Charlie

`A little on my face and neck and er on my dick.'

`Ah, well if you take care of your face and neck, I'll take care of down
below.' I said.

I soaped him up well and the inevitable happened and before I knew it his
piss slit was staring me in the eye.  I gave him a good `wash' and then
decided that the only way to check for cologne was by taste.  Firstly I
checked the shaft, which was twitching already, and that seemed to be OK,
then I checked his balls, one at a time and they were also clear.  Only his
knob left and I took it gently in my mouth and sucked.  Charlie breathed
out fast through his teeth and his cock head swelled in my mouth.  `Oh God,
nearly theeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrreeeee'he said as he filled my mouth with the
familiar taste of his boyjuice.

Before I had the chance to swallow, Charlie presented me with his arse and
I knew exactly what he wanted, and wanted for the second time that day.  I
lubed him up with his own cum and spread some liberally over my cock and
entered him, gently at first, but I was so aroused by the feel of his cum
on my cock that before long I was thrusting hard into him and he was
squealing with total abandon and enjoyment.  As I orgasmed just as the hot
water ran out, but we were so wrapped up in one another that at first we
didn't realise, but soon leapt out when we did and towelled one another dry
then ran naked to my bedroom and jumped under the duvet hugging close for
warmth until we heard Dad's car in the drive.  We got up and pulled on our
clothes and went downstairs.

`Been shopping?' I asked Mum.

`That's for me to know and you to find out' she said, and I guessed that
maybe they had been gift shopping so I didn't press the question.

We had coffee and sandwiches for tea and Charlie went next door to get
dressed for the evening.

Mum and Dad showered and dressed and we were ready just in time to join the
others as the taxis arrived.

When we arrived at the hotel Adam was standing on the steps to greet us and
as our parents shook hands with him and went inside.  We gave him a hug and
he ushered us in.  When we got into the function room where the party was
to be held it had been totally transformed and there were decorations,
balloons and flowers everywhere.  Tables were arranged around the edge of
the room and the centre was left clear for dancing, and along the far wall
were two buffet tables, one with kosher food and the other with regular.

`Oh, Adam' said Charlie `it's magnificent!  This must have cost the folks a
fortune!!'

`Well, er, not really' said Adam `We had an engagement party here last
night and all the decorations are from there, Some of the balloons have
hearts on them, but as you're coming out it's quite appropriate really.'

We laughed and went to look at the food.  It looked delicious but I felt
certain that 100 or so kids would make short work of it.

In one corner at one end of the buffet the disco equipment was set up and
the lighting equipment looked pretty impressive.  Then at the other end of
the buffet was a small platform with a couple of microphones set up for the
PA system so we could make our announcement without hiding behind the disco
equipment.

As we finished walking around the room the DJ, Mike Smith came in and
introduced himself.

`Hi', I replied, I'm Billy Cox and this is my boyfriend, Charlie Box.'

Mike's jaw dropped `Boyfriend?' he said. We just nodded and left him
testing his equipment and muttering to himself about queers and fags.

Our guests began to arrive and it was quite hectic for a while as I
introduced my school friends to Charlie and he introduced his to me and
then we were introducing them to one another and trying to involve out
mutual friends who didn't belong in either group.

Everything went like a dream and about 45 minutes into the proceedings we
decided that we ought to make our big announcement.  We went in search of
our parents and told them it was time and they joined Charlie on the little
stage as I went and told the DJ to stop the music for an announcement.

I joined the others and looked at Charlie and nodded.  We had rehearsed a
little speech between us and Charlie was to begin.

`Firstly we would like to thank you all for coming to share the birthday
party with Billy and myself, but there is something else that we would like
to share with you.' Began Charlie.

`Charlie and I been friends from the day he moved in next door to me' I
continued `and over the years that friendship has got stronger and
stronger, even though it has been tested a few times.'

Charlie continued `As our friendship has become stronger ... ... ... it has
turned ... ... ... to love, yes ... ... love.  So Billy and I are in love
with one another.  We are a couple and as you are our friends we wanted you
to know.'

`So there you are' I concluded `I hope very sincerely that this will not
affect our friendships in any way, we are the same two boys as we were when
you arrived tonight, but if what we have just said offends you then perhaps
you'd be kind enough to leave now as you will no longer be counted as
friends.'

The room was still, and for a moment silent.  Then at the back of the room
somebody began to applaud.  Several others took it up and before long
almost the whole room was clapping.  There were a few, perhaps half a dozen
kids who made their way to the door and left but the majority stayed and we
were about to go and join them when Dad stepped up to the microphone.

`If you'll just bear with me for a moment' he said `I'm speaking on behalf
of all of us parents when I say that we are delighted to be here tonight to
share this moment with our sons.  I cannot pretend that we were all happy
when they told us a year ago (Mum had the grace to blush) but the boys have
proved to us that they are very much in love so who are we to stand in
their way?  To confirm our support we have clubbed together and bought the
boys an extra birthday gift.

Mum and Momma stepped forwards.  Mum said `Billy, this is for Charlie and
although it is from all of us I think it should be you who gives it to
him.'

Then Momma said `And the same goes for this one, Charlie, this one is for
Billy, but you should be the one who gives it to him.'

They were obviously ring boxes and when we opened them they were plain gold
Signet rings and engraved on them was C&B in beautiful scrolled lettering.
We put them on one another's fingers and I leaned forward and kissed
Charlie lightly on the lips.  There was a sharp intake of breath from the
kids, but then I said into the microphone `I suppose this means we're
officially engaged.' And the room burst into laughter.

We hugged our parents and thanked them and as we joined the other kids
there were lots of pats on the back and a few crude comments, but it was
all good-natured.  The Disco started up again with `Will you still love me
tomorrow.'  I looked at Charlie and he looked at me we joined hands and
walked on to the dance floor for our first ever dance together.  Of course,
there were far more boys than girls present and the girls found themselves
in great demand, but there were groups of boys dancing together, but not in
one another's arms like Charlie and me.

The buffet opened and there was a surge of bodies to get to the food first
but Charlie and I hung back and we were joined by one of Charlie's friends,
Paul.  A strikingly handsome boy who said `I'm so pleased for you, Chagai,
and you too course, Billy.  I had sort of guessed that there was someone
special in Chagai's life and now I know.  I er ... I'm gay too' he almost
whispered, blushing looking at his feet.

`Are we the first people you've told, Paul?' asked Charlie.

Paul nodded and said `I can't tell my parents, my father is violently
anti-gay and he'd probably kill me if I told him.'

`And is there anyone special in our life?' I asked him gently.

`No, at least not yet' he said `but there's a boy here tonight that I
wouldn't mind getting to know.'

`Who's that?' I asked `I don't know his name, but he's standing over by the
disco, the boy with the beige trousers and blue jumper.'

I looked over and said `That's Eddie, actually The Honourable Edward
Fitzwilliam, his dad is Lord Whitton, but they're a very progressive family
considering they're aristocracy and Eddie is remarkably normal considering.

`Oh, wow' said Paul `I've picked the wrong one there, haven't I?'

`Why?' I asked `because he's posh?'

`Well' said Paul `he wouldn't be interested in an ordinary kid like me'

`Leave it with me' I said and sauntered across towards Ed.

As I approached Ed said `Well, if it isn't lover boy Billy'

`Oh, come on, Hon Fitz' I said, giving him the nickname he really hated
`give a lad a break.'

`No, you're alright, Billy, I'm with you all the way and I admire you for
your honesty.'  He looked round furtively then whispered `whilst I admire a
pretty filly I'm not totally immune to masculine charms either.  Take that
god-like figure with Charlie now, I could easily succumb to temptation
there.'

`That's Paul' I whispered back `come over and I'll introduce you.

We walked over to Charlie and Paul, Ed trying not to look too enthusiastic
(well, actually trying to stop his tongue from hanging out).

`Ed this is Paul, Paul this is Ed.' I began `Now give each other a hug
because he fancies you, Ed and he fancies you, Paul.

Charlie hooted with laughter at the expression on their faces as he said
`Not very romantic but pretty effective, well done, Billy.

Ed, being the gentleman that he is, held out his hand to shake and Paul
took it gently and shook it. `Pleased to meet you, Ed' he said.

`The pleasure's all mine' replied Ed holding on to Paul's hand `let's go
somewhere quiet and chat away from these plebeian morons.'  He gave us a
huge wink and disappeared with Paul in tow.

Adam came in to make sure that everything was going well and saw the melee
at the buffet table.  `Oh God, I hope we've got enough food, I'd forgotten
what appetites 14 year-olds have.' He said.

`Are we talking food here or ... ...' began Charlie.

`That's enough' said Adam, `pervert'.

`Yea' said Charlie `good isn't it?' and kissed Adam on the cheek.  We all
laughed as did several of the boys who had joined us with platefuls of
food.

The rest of the evening went very well and Charlie and I were congratulated
by almost everybody present.

Shortly before the event finished Adam came to us and asked us to go with
him.  He led us up the stairs to his office and stopped outside the door,
motioning with finger on lips for us to be quiet.

He opened the door quietly and there in an armchair were Paul and Ed, their
lips fastened together and their hands inside one another's trousers.  Adam
closed the door again and said `I caught them snogging on the fire escape
and took pity on them so I said they could have the office for half an
hour.'

The evening drew to a close and as our guests left we got hugs from all of
the girls and even some of the boys including, of course, Ed and Paul who
left together.

Our parents came in from the bar and we said our goodbyes to Adam who
hugged us all (yes, even Dad and Pops) and we thanked him for a great
evening.

Outside the hotel the taxis were waiting for us and whisked us home.

After that night things were never quite the same again.  Charlie an I were
utterly committed to one another and totally supportive of one another and
our families.

One day when I was 16 I was called to the headmaster's office during a
maths lesson and I was told that Dad had had a heart attack and was in
hospital and that I should get there as soon as possible.  The head
actually drove me there himself but I was too late.  It was, of course, a
devastating time for all of us, but I was strong for Mum, and Charlie was
strong for me.  Momma and Pops were great and really supportive and we
returned the favour a couple of years later when Momma was diagnosed with
breast cancer.  She had surgery to have a breast removed and then went
through the agonies of chemotherapy, but all to no avail and she sadly
passed away the day after Charlie's eighteenth birthday.  I'm certain she
clung to her life solely to see him reach his majority and then slipped
away quietly.

Our bereavements brought us closer together than ever and Mum and Pops
became great friends and spent a lot of time together.  It was six months
later that I left our shared bed at 4am with an overwhelming need to pee
and caught Pops creeping naked from the bathroom.  It was obvious that he
had been sleeping with Mum.  He was terribly embarrassed and behaved like a
naughty schoolboy, looking down at his feet and blushing.  I took him in my
arms and hugged him and simply said `look after her well, Pops' he looked
up at me, an expression of joy on his face and kissed me.

`Thanks Billy' he said and then I had to dash before I peed on the landing.

When I got back to bed I woke Charlie gently and told him what had
happened. `Randy old sod' he said, grinning `you don't mind do you, Billy?'

`I'm delighted' I said.

Eighteen months later I was reminded of our conversation before the coming
out party when Civil Ceremonies for same sex couples became legal in
Britain.  Charlie reminded me that I had accepted his proposal and said
that it might be a good idea to combine the ceremony with our 21st
celebrations and that is why I am standing here in my best suit with
Charlie beside me and the registrar in front of us.  Momma and Pops are
behind us and Adam and Gary (yes, it lasted) are beside us as our
witnesses.  I'm not sure who is shedding more tears, Momma or Adam.  What I
do know is that the little boy who moved in next door all those years ago
is the man I am going to spend the rest of my life with.  Pops and Mum now
live in our old house and Pops has made the deeds for next-door over to
Charlie and me.  We have just exchanged gold bands engraved on the inside
with the same C & B that we have on our engagement rings, and I am the
happiest man in the world.

So that brings us bang up to date except to say that Charlie and I are off
to the Maldives for our honeymoon and staying in a villa owned by Lord
Whitton where Paul and The Honourable Ed will join us for three weeks of
sun, sea, sand and, yes, sex of all descriptions.

Happily every after?  Who knows?  But we'll work bloody hard at it and if
anyone can do it, we can.

THE END


Robbie
lads_r_us


WELL, IT'S BEEN FUN WRITING ABOUT BILLY & CHARLIE AND THIS MAY NOT QUITE BE
THE END OF THEM AS THEY WILL PROBABLY CROP UP AGAIN WHEN I START MY NEW
SERIES ALL ABOUT ADAM, BUT I'LL BE HAVING A BREAK FOR A LITTLE WHILE AND
I'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN THE NEXT STORY GOES ON LINE.

PLEASE WRITE IF YOU ENJOYED `COX & BOX'.  YOU CAN REACH ME AT

lads_r_us@postmaster.co.uk

My love and best wishes to you all.