Date: Sat, 06 May 2006 09:28:17 +1000 From: Richard Hadfield Subject: Mick and Friends - 8 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:). rick@boistories.com Cheers, Rick. Mick and Friends -- 8 Chapter 7 ended: We went back to class as if nothing had happened, but knowing we would have some explaining to do and probably at least one detention for skipping classes the next day. The girls must have already said something as there were some notable looks and whispers. As the final bell went, I got my stuff together and instead of heading for the bus pick up point I went to the car park to meet my mom who was waiting for me. This way I did not have to see the girls at all and felt a lot better for that. I had hardly got into the car when my mom noticed the state of my clothes and began asking questions. I had not thought up a plausible reason and so just plumbed for the truth. Mom hit the breaks and pulled into a parking bay while I told her the full story less what Kevin and I did of an intimate nature. Then she began to go back to the school to make a formal complaint. I had not thought about that and so begged her not to; but she wouldn't hear of it. "and besides," she said, "Why should Kevin be punished for being the good Samaritan? At least we must let the head know that he should not be punished at all." As we came up the road past the school, the bus went the other way with the girls on it. They saw us and I distinctly noticed Angela pale. I think she knew she was in trouble. Mom pulled into the car park as if she was on the Monaco circuit and almost dragging me behind charged into the office block. It did not need a whiz at observation to realise this was a woman on a mission. She demanded to see the head and when asked why said her son had been violated on the school property, during school time by school children. I cringed. This was going to be embarrassing enough without adding to it. The receptionist looked at my clothing and realised there must be something and so went off to see if the head, Mr Graham, could see us. She returned in a matter of seconds with the head following behind her. "Mrs Doppard, Mick, what seems to be the problem." He asked smiling pleasantly. "Not out here in the public domain, in your office." Mom almost snapped back. "Yes. Yes of course. If you will come this way please." And as he passed the receptionist, "No interruptions please, Kelly." Mr Graham led us down the corridor and ushered us into his sanctum. I had never been in there before and looked around at the somewhat plush surroundings. He offered mom and me chairs and then went and sat behind his desk. "Now, please tell me what has got you so upset? Kelly said something about violation?" "Yes! Mick here was violently molested today. But I think he had better tell you as he knows the names of the girls involved." "Aw moooom, it was nothing." I protested. "Nothing." She squealed, "Nothing? You call being held down by several girls and raped nothing?" I was left with no choice and so in total embarrassment told the head what had happened and how Kevin had come to my assistance. But of course I left out how we had helped each other. I did explain that Kevin had missed some classes because he was trying to comfort me and asked that the head be lenient on him. "These are very grave accusations to make, Mick, and I do believe you, but no doubt the girls are going to flatly deny it. Have you got any proof? I know this sounds a bit silly, but I must ask." "Well I've got bruises and I haven't been able to wash down there yet." I offered. "Right then, I will get the police in right away, and let them take over. I'm afraid you are in for some more embarrassment yet Mick." Then turning to mom, "Mrs Doppard, I realise this is extremely hard for the both of you and I want to offer the schools unequivocal apologies for everything. I am going to let the police handle this case, and once they have done what they have to, I will assure you the girls in question will be sanctioned, and if I can, i will see they are expelled. I promise you, that I am not going to sit on this, but I must first let the Police have a free hand. I hope you understand. Mick, I am truly sorry you have had to experience this and will still have more to go through. If you want to take some time off from school I will understand, but I would advise that you don't and show a brave face tomorrow. Act as if nothing has happened. I don't know how fast the police will work and so cannot be sure what tomorrow may have in store. But if you have any sort of problem, you come right to the reception and I will leave word with her that you are to be shown into me immediately. Ok?" "Yes sir. But I think the girls have already said something because when we got back into class there were looks and whispers today." "I see. Ok, I will have the staff keep their ears open, but I am not going to give them details of what has happened. Also I will tell them that Kevin is not to be punished." "Thank you." Was all I could say by then, as I was shaking again; remembering all that had happened. Mr Graham had telephoned the police from his office while we there and asked them to attend at the school because he had a twelve year old boy who was alleging he had been assaulted by a group of girls and raped by one. The police arrived astoundingly quickly within 10 minutes of the call. When the head remarked on this, they told him they had just come on shift and had not been allotted any other cases yet. I then had to go through my account once again and give them the names of the girls. I was able to give them five names, but said I had thought there was one or two more, but had not been able to see or hear enough to be sure. I was assured that it was ok and that all that was left now was to have an examination by the police medical officer and have swabs taken for DNA. They also said they would need to go and talk to Kevin and take a swab from him to rule his DNA out in case he had left any traces while helping to get my trousers fixed. I was also going to have to hand over my clothes to be tested forensically. A woman about the same age as my mom, but dressed in police uniform then came and introduced herself as the medical officer and said that the school sick bay would do fine for the examination and asked for me to go with her. How much more could one boy take? I was hesitant at first, but plucked up enough courage when mom suggested she come with to help. Being naked in front of one woman would be bad enough. Adding my mother into the picture would be terrible. In the sick bay as she pulled on a pair of gloves she said that I would have to be totally naked and let her see wherever I was touched by any of the girls. This was so embarrassing, especially as I didn't have any hair there. As I took off my clothes she put them into plastic bags and marked each bag. "No underwear?" she asked. "Don't wear any." I answered. "Oh, ok. I see you also shave, any special reason why?" "I tried it this weekend to see what it's like." "I need to take a picture of the bruising before we do any more. Ok?" she asked. "Now I have to be a porn star as well." I quipped, hoping the joking would help me feel easier. "I promise you Mick that these pictures will not be seen by anyone but those who absolutely have to." She got out a digital camera, and began snapping away asking me to move into different poses in order to show all the bruises. "Want to see what they look like?" she asked. "No thanks." I did but was too embarrassed to. "Ok. I need to take some swabs now and then we will be all done. Can you sit on the bed here, please." She said pointing to one of the two beds in the sick bay. I sat down and she brought over a case with all sorts of things in it and took out a whole lot of test tube looking bottle with sticks with what looked like cotton wool buds on them. Then she put a sheet of labels on the table which was beside the bed and wrote on the first one. "Which finger did the girl use to stick in her?" she asked. I showed her and she took a swab dipped it in some liquid and then ran it around the end of the finger. "One more from here." She said as she repeated the process bit worked it under the nail a bit. Then she changed gloves again. A process she went through each time she moved to a different area. "Where did they hold you one the arms and legs?" was next lot and so more swabs taken from the areas indicated. As she swabbed the arm of the hand that had been used by the girl she noticed some more, faint bruising and said she had better take another picture of that. "Ok, young man, now the worst part. I have to take swabs from around your penis and testicles. If you are like any normal boy, you probably will get an erection. Don't let that worry you. It actually makes it easier for me to do the job. Will you lie down on the bed now please?" she asked. I lay down as I heard the snap of the next pair of gloves. "Why do you change gloves each time?" "To reduce the risk of cross infection. That way we can say which girls were touching you where, provided we get some DNA." Sure enough, as she began taking her swabs I showed my appreciation for having some attention paid to the most exciting part of my anatomy. "That's good," she said "I bet you also got hard when Kevin was trying to fix your trousers." "How'd you know?" I asked incredulously. "Because you are obviously a boy going through adolescence and almost any attention to that part of you results in that reaction. Besides, I think you prefer boys to girls at this stage." "How'd you know that?" This woman was a mind reader. "I've had to deal with all sorts of people with all sorts of sexual leanings and I have learnt to judge fairly accurately." "So you're telling me you can tell that I'm gay?" "No. Only that at this stage in your development you prefer boys. It does not mean that you are going to be gay, or anything else. You might be, or you might end up as a bi or straight. Only you will know for sure when the time comes." "Oh." I didn't know what else to say. "By the way; what we have said in here about this remains with just us two. I will not tell anyone. If you want to that's up to you." "Thanks." Another mono syllable answer. "Well Mick, that's me finished with you. It's back to the lab for me." She said as gathered up her things and my clothes. "What do I do now?" I asked. "You can go back and rejoin your mom." "In the nude?" "Oh sorry; here, these are out of the school's thrift cupboard." She handed me a pair of shorts and a shirt. "I'm afraid that's all they had that looked like it would fit you." "I pulled on the two items of clothing and followed her out of the room, returning to the heads office. When I entered the room, Kevin and a woman whom I guessed was his mom were there as well as my mom and a couple of police all drinking tea. One of the policemen turned to the woman who had been with me and said, "This is Kevin. Can you take his swab, please?" "Sure." She said and opened her case. The gloves came out and another fresh pair were stretched on to her hands. Another test tube bottle was suitably labelled and then Kevin was asked to open his mouth for the sample of saliva or whatever to be taken. When this task had been completed, mom turned to Kevin and said, "I want to thank you for coming to Mick's assistance today. That was a very good thing to do. I would like to give you a reward of some sort, but don't know what to do. What would you like?" "I would like for Mick to come and stay a night over at my house, please. That is if he wants to. And he must choose. I know not everyone likes to be seen with me." "That's only because they don't know the real you." I said. "I would love to stay over with you, and have you visit with me too." I smiled because I knew that I meant it. "Can I go outside and have a word with Kevin in private please." I asked. "Sure." It sounded like a chorus. Two moms, two police and the head all answered together. "When we got outside the office I made sure we could not be overheard and then told Kevin I was sorry I had got him mixed up in all this, but that I had not said anything about our intimacy. "But my mom might guess as she knows how I am." I finished off. "It's ok. I haven't said anything, but on the way over my mom asked me if we had a thing going as she suspects that I'm gay. I told her not yet." "I would like to get to know you better and make up for all this mess as well as the shitty way I've treated you before." I told him "There's nothing to make up for. I'm just glad that I was around to help you. What happened after was added benefit." "See. I knew you were cool." I leant forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. We went back into the head's office. "We're all done here for now. As far as we are concerned you can all go home now." The policeman in charge said. "We will be going and questioning the girls and getting swabs from them and will let you know what develops." "Thank goodness," mom said. "We've still got a house to try and get enough order into before we can sleep tonight." Kevin's mom said. "Oh shame, can we help?" "Thank you, but we have just moved today to Witham and I couldn't ask you to travel all that way for us. No we will just knock up a bit of dinner, get the beds made and try and sleep." "Listen, your son is the first boy to ever show any friendship to my Kevin in his twelve years. That is very important to me. That's why we came down to the school this evening. The police did not call us. When Kevin told me a bit of what happened today, I just knew there were people out there who needed some help and so we came to see if we could be of help. Now you follow us to our house, and we will sort out some dinner and then we will discuss how we can further help while we eat. And I am not taking a `no' for an answer. I have cooked enough tea for all of us anyway as we were supposed to have some guests, but they have cried off due to one of them being sick." Man this was some forceful lady. Mom meekly, but I think gratefully accepted. And so we went around to their house for a wonderful meal of Hungarian Goulash with potatoes and all. While Kevin's mom, Mrs Grout, to me was getting the dinner ready, she told Kevin to take me to his room and see if he had some better clothes to fit me and that we should take a shower. "Together?" Kevin asked, surprised. "Well there is not enough time for you two to shower separately and I'm sure you have seen each other enough for it not to be a problem." She replied. We went off down the passage and into Kevin's room. Kevin let me go in first and then following behind he made sure the door was both closed and locked. He came up to me and said that when he had got home he was both upset and overjoyed; upset for me and overjoyed for about what had happened between us and his mother had noticed and so to cover the latter part he had told her about having to help me. When he had told his mom how I had shown him friendship afterward, she had insisted that we now come down to the school and report what had happened, but of course when they had arrived it was to find things were already underway with the police. He also told me that he knew his mother suspected he was gay, but he had not come out to anyone. "And that's right because you don't really know if you're gay or not yet. One blow job and a wank don't make a fellow gay." I whispered. "Thanks Mick. I needed that reassurance. Now get all your clothes off so that I can see your beautiful body and find some other clothes to fit you." I stripped off for my newfound friend and got a hard-on for his benefit while he rummaged around in his cupboards. When he had found some jeans and a shirt, he turned to me and his eyes lit up when he saw my boner. "Can I feel you again, please?" he asked. Any time it's appropriate," I told him, "But let's get in the shower first." "Ok." And he turned and led me, still naked, out of the room and down towards the bathroom. When we got inside, I said to him, "Hey you could have let me pull some rods on first. What if someone had come down the passage?" "A. No one was going to come down the passage because both our mothers are in the kitchen talking the hind leg off a donkey. B. I always walk around naked and my mom doesn't care, so if she saw it would have been no big deal. And C, if your mom saw then she would know how mature you now are if she doesn't already. So what's the worry?" "It's just I'm not used to this sort of thing. Apart from now with you, the only other person I have ever been fully nude in front of is Brandon." "Brandon's your boyfriend, I suppose?" Kevin asked. "What? Oh yeah. Sorry I forgot I hadn't told you his name." "I'm very jealous of Brandon." "There's no need to be. I'm going to tell him about us too, and hopefully one of these days we will all be able to get together." Kevin stepped into the shower alcove and beaconed me in. "That's if Brandon agrees to it. He may not want to share you with me." "I'm sure he will. It's not like we have made a promise to each other. Fuck, we haven't really admitted to each other that we are dating." Kevin had got the water on and to the right temperature and had stood under the spray long enough to get wet. I then eased him out of the way and began to get myself wet. I reached for the gel and pouring some into my hands began to smear it over Kevin's body. It did not take him long to realise what was going to happen and he soon had gel smeared over me. With the gel as a lubricant I began to wank him, using long slow gentle strokes, making sure I pulled his foreskin back to wash under the hood. Kevin copied me and soon was washing all of the girl's slime off my dick. When he pulled my skin back to wash the head, he ran his fingers so lightly over my dick head, it was fantastic. When I extended my soapy administrations to include his crack and tight little pucker he followed suit and I was in ecstasy. I reached behind me an unhooked the shower head from its bracket so that I could concentrate the spray on Kevin's cock and balls. Once I had got all the soap off, I dropped to my knees and for the second time that day showed my gratitude by taking his precious cock in my mouth. Again I stuck my finger up his bum and felt around for his prostate. As I did this, Kevin began to move his hips so that he was now fucking my face. Nobody taught him to do this he just started instinctively. Before long he arched his back as his body stiffened up and as I speeded up bobbing up and down on his cock he shot his load into my mouth, and I swallowed; this time I got every drop. As I continued to suck on his cock I could tell that he was finding the intensity of the feelings in his cock too much to bear and eventually he had to pull his cock out of my mouth. "That was so awesome. I have never had wanks this good before. Now it's my turn." And he dropped to his knees and using the shower head first cleaned my cock and then he wrapped his lips around it. I remembered that he had said he had never done anything with anybody else before and so I warned to make sure he kept his teeth away from my cock and then let him just get used to the feel of a dick in his mouth. Kevin was a quick learner and soon had one hand gently massaging my balls while the other hand was slowly finding its way around my bum. When his finger made its entry I told him to feel for the mound of my prostrate. It was absolutely fantastic. I experienced such intensity of feelings that it shot me over the edge with great force and speed. My orgasm was so strong and intense that I felt like I had been drained of every last drop. I actually had a slight empty feeling ache after I stopped shooting my load. "Wow. Kevin, you sure did that right. That's the best blow job I ever had, even though it was a quick one." He stood up with a grin on his face and I pulled him toward me and stuck my lips to his in a very emotional kiss. We finished up our shower and both walked naked back to his room where I dressed in the clothes he had looked out for me. They fitted well, which was not surprising as we were near enough the same size. As we finished dressing Kevin's mom called us for tea and we went down to the dining room to eat. While we were eating, Kevin's mother asked my mom about helping us to get the house in order. "Well, today has been quite a day. I am so tired I think we will just go home and make the beds, get out what we need for the morning and then drop into our beds and sleep. Really the house is pretty good already. The kitchen is almost unpacked and all the furniture is in the right places. So thank you very much for the offer, but I think I would rather decline if you don't mind." Mom replied. "No. No problem. But if you need any help, we're here. Please just call." "That's very nice of you, thank you. I hope we can get to see more of each other, I think we could become good friends." Now mom was getting embarrassing. "Yes, I would like that. And I would like for Kevin and Mick to become friends also. Kevin has never really been able to get a good friend before." Wow, and I thought my mom was getting embarrassing! Kevin was blushing a deep red. I tried to think of something to say that would maybe ease his soul a little, but just couldn't get any ideas at all. When we had finished dinner, mom begged to be allowed to be rude and for us to leave straight away to go home. This was granted and shortly after we were on our way to a home I had not yet seen. We hit the A12 and headed north. As we were going mom said, "Mrs Grout told me she thinks that Kevin is gay, and she is hoping that will not cause you to drop him as a friend. I didn't want to pre-empt anything so I did not tell her that you are gay. I just told her that you wouldn't break off a friendship for that reason, and that you already had a friend who appeared to be gay and you weren't breaking that off." "It's ok mom. I don't mind people in Brentwood knowing as I am not going to have to be around there much anymore. And yes, Kevin is certainly inclined towards same sex relationships. He's nice. How does his mom feel about him being gay?" "I believe she is alright with it. And like you he hasn't got a dad to worry about as far as that is concerned." This conversation took us almost all the way to Witham. We took the off ramp and turned into a housing estate shortly after entering the town. Then we followed the road around in a long arc and came eventually to our house. It was an end of terrace place in what appeared to be a pretty decent area. As mom had said, we did the barest needed to be ready for the morning and took to our beds. It had been a hefty day and both of us were more tired then we realised. Well at last Mick has made it to his new house. Read on in the following chapters to see how he gets on. Don't forget to keep writing to let me know how you feel about this story.