Date: Tue, 7 Mar 2006 23:30:53 -0000 From: Succum241@msn.com Subject: Mick and Friends - 5 If you get pleasure from visiting the site then please go back to the main page where you will find instructions on how to make a donation -- but please don't forget to come back here to continue your reading . If you enjoy the saga then please let me know by mailing me. Comments and constructive criticisms are welcome. But I might not be able to answer all of the mail -- wishful thinking(. Succum241@msn.com cheers, Rick. Mick and Friends -- 5 Chapter 4 ended Once we had cleaned the cum off of each other we literally collapsed back onto the bed and just lay there -- totally exhausted. About ten minutes later once we had got our breath back, Brandon suggested we just get under the covers and sleep as we were. I readily agreed and as the light went off we turned and kissed each other and declared our love to each other and were asleep in seconds. We both awoke with a start the next morning. Brandon's mum was knocking on the door and telling us we had five minutes to get down for breakfast or she would be in the room to drag us down. Our excursions the night before had drained us so completely that we had overslept. Fortunately Brandon's mom had not done her usual and just come in and pulled the bed clothes down. It would have taken some explaining as to why we were totally naked in the same bed together and were spooned into each other both with big morning glories. We did not have time to take care of the boners either. It was a mad dash to get some clothes on, get our faces washed and teeth brushed and still make it to breakfast in the allotted 5 minutes. We made it with seconds only to spare and were actually panting as we sat down at the table. I looked up at the big clock on the kitchen wall and realised that my mother would be around in less than an hour to end our last sleepover together. The thought turned my stomach and try as I might I could not stave off the tears of sadness which began to trickle from my eyes. "Mick; whatever is the matter?" Mrs Shelley asked. "I'm ... I'm sorry," I stammered out, "but I can't help thinking this is the last time Brandon and me will get to stay over with each other." "It might be the last time before you move; but it is not the last time ever. No your mother and I have discussed about letting one of you ride the train to get to the other on occasions. You will see Brandon again. Now dry those eyes and lets not worry about it anymore." Mrs Shelley's comments did little to dispel my mood of gloom and I was still down when Mom came to pick me up. I just couldn't help it; I was being torn away from the only real friend, and now also lover, I had ever had. And after all, promises and assurances were just made to be broken -- weren't they? Added to this the company lorry with some help would be arriving tomorrow to take my life away. And I couldn't even give my lover a kiss good-bye; we kind of just had to stand there and pretend we were just buddies and nothing more. What's worse is that I would have to endure one of those big slobbery kisses of Brandon's mom's. Talk about a car wash! Well the car wash happened and was coupled with a big hug, which wasn't too bad really; but customs dictate that a preteen boy show some sort of objection to signs of affection from one's parents and ones mate's parents also, for that matter. So objections were dutifully shown. Then it was Brandon's turn to get the same from my mom with dutiful objections also. Finally there was just Brandon and me left to say goodbye to each other. I so wanted to take him in my arms and kiss and cry and sob even, but all I could do was to put out my hand to offer a hand shake. "Go on, have a kiss and a cuddle. We know there is something more than just friendship between you two." Mrs Shelly said. Instantly two boys turned a bright shade of red and in shock and horror, dumbstruck, turned and looked at our two mothers standing there grinning. I guess both our mouths were wide open but no sounds came from either. "It's all right Mick. I've suspected you might be different from the moment you started to develop, and I'm cool with that. If that's still the right phraseology to use. Mr and Mrs Shelly and I have discussed it and we are all ok about it." Mom said. We turned a darker shade of red and then slowly swung to look at each other. Then it hit me; in certain circumstances we would not have to hide how we felt about each other and this was now one of those times. I grabbed Brandon and pulled his face toward me until our lips connected and then moved my arms to embrace him in a loving kiss and hug. "Ok. Ok. I said a kiss and cuddle, not a passionate scene, you two." Mrs shelly said with a definite laugh in her voice. Again the redness descended, but this time we turned around to face our mothers with huge grins on our faces to find them shaking in silent mirth. At first we were a bit lost but soon saw the humour in our reactions and broke out into laughter also. The worse thing about it all was that I had to undergo another car wash of love from Brandon's mom before we took off in the car. The shock and seeing the funny side of things in the situation had helped to dispel, temporarily, my gloom and despondency. And then as we were driving home, I just had to find out how much mom knew and just what she was cool about. "Mom, how did you all know what Brandon and I were feeling about each other?" "Darling, it was clearly evident in the way you two behaved when you were together. Love cannot be removed from the eyes. We could see it in the way that you looked at each other. And then there were the stains on the sheets when you guys stayed over with each other." I was turning red again at the mention of the stains. This meant that our parents knew we had orgasms together. Man! Parents should never know about those things. But I still needed to know more. "How long have you known?" "Probably longer than you or Brandon. I was pretty sure after your first sleepover with him." "How? We hadn't even done anything by that time." "Oh, you may not have done or even said anything to each other, but the hint was there in the way you looked at Brandon and in your behaviour. You had changed. Just a little but it was there for a mother to see. And Mrs Shelley could see the same in Brandon." "Oh man! This is so weird -- I mean you're my mom and you telling me you can read my love life better than I can." "Well I've known you all your life and know how you react in different situations. Mick I love you, and I won't say I am altogether happy about this as I was looking forward to having grand children someday, but I will stand by you and my love for you won't change. All I ask is that you be careful and don't share your sex life with others. There are people out there who will be only to happy to pass on some diseases to you if you let them. I want you to know that I am here and if there ever is something you want to talk about, I will do my best to help you and I will always be honest with you." "Thanks mom. I guess I've underestimated you older people. But geez! I wish I had known. It was kind of a shock for you both to spring it on us like that." I was grinning when I said this because I was kind of relieved that mom knew. "Well we had decided to wait until we knew for sure because we didn't want to drive you both away by causing you to try to deny and hide it." "How did you know for sure then?" "Well Mrs Shelley came in to wake you boys up this morning and you had no covers on and were both naked with erections. So she pulled the duvet up and then went outside and yelled for you guys to wake up." I groaned. My lover's mother had seen me not only naked, but aroused with Brandon spooned up against me. The red came on in full force and I couldn't reply. Mom glanced over at me and burst out laughing. "If you could just see yourself now." She chortled, "The embarrassment is just too beautiful." "Well, I'm glad you are having fun at my expense." I stammered out. I was too embarrassed to be able to see any humour in this at all. "I'm sorry Mick. I just couldn't help it. But I want you to know, that I will do what I can to help you to see as much of Brandon as I can." Mom said this as we pulled into the drive of our house. "Now you need some time alone to think about all this, and so I suggest you go and finish the last of your packing as the men will be here with the lorry tomorrow. By the way, I will pick you up from school tomorrow myself and take you to your knew house. Also I have a little surprise for you. When you are packing I want you to pack all your school books and stuff separately and also your uniforms; anything you need for school" "Why?" I asked a multitude with that one word. My mind was in a total whirl and I wasn't really thinking straight after all that had happened in that last hour. "Well, I thought it would be better if you started in your new school at the beginning of a new year. And so you are going to finish up the term here in Brentwood. And if you want you can spend Monday to Friday with Brandon at his house and come home tome for the weekends in Witham, or you can stay with me and I will drive you to and from school. The choice is yours and you can change your mind about the choice you make any time. Don't give me an answer now. Think about it and then come and we will discuss it together and then you can make your decision. Of course if you want to stay with Brandon you will have to ask him also." "Gee mom..." I had already made my decision but mom stopped me. "No! No decisions yet. You have got to give it some time. After all there are still five weeks to go in the term yet. We will not discuss it until after lunch at the earliest." I went up to my room and to finish up my packing. It was a major undertaking to do my room and I had also had to help mom with the rest of the house over the past few weeks. Mom insisted on having everything in a box listed on a single page of a duplicate book. The copy of the page got put in the box and the number of it written on the top and all four sides of box. It was a real schlep but I could see the point in it. When you wanted something then you just had to look in the book and you knew which number box to go to. I had certainly learnt a lot of knew things about my mother recently. Maybe having the shouting match with her is what caused to me to open my eyes a little and see her in a different light. I certainly had more respect for mom now than I had a couple of months ago. Maybe I was starting to grow up a bit. Maybe it was getting into a physical relationship with someone for the first time that really mattered to me. These thoughts going around in my head while I packed, drifted around to the offer mom had made. I had on first impulse decided that I wanted to go and stay with Brandon, but now on second thoughts I was not sure if I wanted to be separated from my mother for all that time. Another bit of mom's wisdom -- making me wait till I had had a chance for the ideas to sink in and the different options to show their pro's and con's. I had just put the last item I could possibly do without until we had unpacked at the new house into a box and written it down in a book when mom called me for lunch. We ate lunch in relative silence, but as we came to the end of our eating, mom asked, "So what have you decided about the offer?" "Actually I have not fully decided yet." I answered. "I would really like to have the time with Brandon, but I'm not sure I want to spend so much time apart from you either." "See, I knew I was right in making you wait. When I first told you, your choice was immediately to stay with Brandon wasn't it?" "Is there anything about me you don't know?" I asked in wonder. "Of course there is. I don't know how well you will do in school this year, even though I have confidence that you will do well and will also do your best. I don't know how much you and Brandon care for each other, but I do know that it is a lot. It's just that I do know you, and I can usually guess what your first reaction is going to be. Like I knew would explode when I told you about moving. I didn't know that you would swear at me, because you have never done that before or since. I knew that you and Brandon were in some sort of relationship and that is why I was able to forgive you your outburst." "Mom, you're beginning to scare me now. Do you know what way I'm going to decide about finishing this term? "No I don't. I have an idea and I am going to make a few suggestions and then I think I know which way you will decide." "Well what are those suggestions?" "Not so fast. First I want you to know that I will not be upset whatever way you decide, and I will go along with you on it, and it will not affect my love for you. Only if I see the result is messing you or us up in some way will I step in and demand a change. Ok?" "Yeah mom ... uh thanks." "Right then. I have discussed these options with the Shelley's and they are happy to accept what ever you decide with the one proviso, and that is that Brandon also gets to approve what you decide before it's set in stone. Ok?" "Ok, mom, I agree that Branson must also agree to it. It also affects him." "Good. Option one is that you break right away and go to anew school from Tuesday. Option two is that you stay in the school here for the rest of this term and live with me in Witham and I drop you off at school and pick you up from Brandon's house after work. Option three is the one I offered you earlier. That you stay with the Shelley's from Monday after school to Friday and I take you home for the weekends. But remember, if you go for three, you will have to keep your studies up and your doing things with Brandon to a minimum. Option four is similar to three except on alternate weeks you stay with me as in option two. Now, I want you to go off and think about these choices for at least a couple of hours and then come back to me and we'll talk about it." "So which one do you think I will take?" "I'm not saying yet. I don't want to influence you in any way; because I want you to be happy in your decision. Just remember if you find as time goes by that you made a wrong choice, then we can talk again and change it." "I've got such a special mom. I'm really sorry for the things I said before. I know you didn't deserve them." "Sshh Mick. I have forgiven you for that as I have already explained. I know you will probably never forget that incident entirely. Neither will I. But it is finished now. It is over. There are no more apologies needed and there is nothing to make up. You just have to learn to forgive yourself now. Now run along and get on with your packing." "It's all finished. I only have these clothes I'm wearing and my school clothes for tomorrow out and of course my bedding. So do you need any help?" "Well done son. I'm proud of you. Thank you; but I've only a got a little in my room to do and then everything else has to wait until the last minute tomorrow. We've made a good team. And at least this time you are not leaving half of your stuff behind. So go and play a computer game or something." "Can't that's all packed too." I said with a proud grin on my face. I went outside and down to the car park. Finding a nice place in the sun, I sat down to ponder the options. I was so torn. How could I leave mom to stay by herself every night while I had Brandon in bed next to me. But then again I couldn't last without seeing Brandon as well. And I did not really like the idea of option four. Then I thought if I'm out of mom's hair for the weekdays it will give her the chance to settle into her new house and job, and make it possible for her just come home and rest if she wanted instead of having to drive to Brentwood to fetch me and then do supper etc. I was really looking for excuses to take option 3. Maybe that is the option that mom wanted me to take also possibly that's why she mentioned it before the others. I still was not sure, and so decided to try taking a walk as I pondered things. I stood up and set off out of the car park and along our street. I don't know when I picked it up, but I suddenly became aware of the fact that I was pushing a green stick in front of me and watching it hop as it caught on a rough bit and bent until it slipped and flicked forward. In fact I was so lost in thought that I did not realize how far I had walked, but found myself outside Brandon's house. With a jolt I realised that I would never get home in time and so would be in trouble. I went to the Shelley's door to ask them if I could use their phone to call mom and let her know what had happened, but just before I got there the door opened and all three came out the house on their way to their car to go somewhere. "Oh, hallo Mick. I didn't know you were coming around." Mr shelly said. "Hallo Mr Shelley, Mrs Shelly, Brandon." And suddenly I was red again as I remembered that just this morning Mrs Shelly had looked on my naked body complete with erection. "I ... I didn't know either. I've just been wandering around thinking, and now it's too far to get home in time and I was just going to ask if I could phone mom to let her know what's happened." I stayed looking down at the ground in a feeble effort to hide my embarrassment. "Well I think we are going right by your house on our way and we could maybe drop you off if you like." Mrs Shelley responded. "I would appreciate that, thanks." "Mick, what's wrong?" Mr Shelley said. "Your not normally too shy to look us in the face." I looked, blushing even more. "I'm sorry for being so rude." "It's ok dear," Mrs Shelly said, "I think it's because of what happened this morning. Mick's not shy, just a bit embarrassed." Which of course made me even more embarrassed. "Mom, if we are going by Mick's house do you think I could stay with him until you have finished and you pick me up on the way home. It is after all Mick's' last day in Brentwood. That is if it's ok with Mick and his mom." "I don't know. They'll be packing and very busy." Mrs Shelly said. "Actually were all done. That's how come I was out walking." I answered. "What do you think Brian?" Mrs Shelley asked her husband. "Well let's just pop in and make sure and if its ok I don't mind." Mr Shelley said. I had gathered from this talk that Brandon did not know anything about the options which I had been offered The car pulled into the parking and we got out to go and see what mom said. As we were walking up to the flat, Mrs Shelley pulled me back and whispered, "We have not told Brandon about what I think you were thinking over. It's to be your decision first. Also you don't need to be embarrassed about our knowing you are gay. Like your mom both Brian and I are ok about it and we are happy that you two are happy. " "Thank you, but it's what you saw that embarrasses me more." "I see, Brandon doesn't know about that either. I didn't want to embarrass him any more. But as you know maybe he should also." "Please let me tell him?" I asked. "He might get angry with you at first, but if I tell him he can have some time to think before he makes a sudden decision." "That's very mature of you Mick. When did you grow up so fast?" "Believe me. I've done a lot of growing these last few weeks. And the experience hasn't been all nice either." "I think I understand. Please tell Brandon then. But as for the other decision, please make up your mind before you tell Brandon, and only then talk to him. Will you do that for me please?" "Of course, and thank you for making it possible for me to have the choices I have been offered." "Mick, we love you too, you know. We want to see you happy as well. It is our pleasure to be able to make the offer." I was nearly in tears. My emotions had been sent on a real roller coaster ride today and I was losing control. By the time we got to the door, Brandon was already inside and Mom was assuring Mr Shelly that it was absolutely fine for Brandon to stay for a few hours. Well that's another chapter. Mick must really try and make the move to his new house in the next chapter, but will he? Wait and see. Please write to tell me what you think.