WARNING: If it is illegal for you to be reading these stories or you find them disgusting or immoral, please refrain from reading further. Must be 18+ to read! Any characters, places, or people depicted in this story is entirely in the fantasy and imagination of the writer and are in no way meant to portray anyone in real life. Any people, places, or actions depicted in this story that reflect real life events or situations is entirely by accident or coincidence.
Also, please donate to Nifty to keep the magic happening. Please feel free to let me know what you think and maybe any suggestions you might have for future installments.
If you like my little stories, please send me some encouragement. I take any story ideas into consideration, I don't necessarily act on the consideration, but I do consider them.
Chapter 8
"My personal critic wrote me again" I told Kevin.
"Oh Jesus, that means it'll take you another week to get back into the story" he moaned, "What's their problem this time?"
"Apparently they don't like your story idea any better than mine. It's the same `you've obviously never lived through a war' stuff again" I said.
"Did you tell the critic you're just an amateur writer on a gay porn site?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah. Then I started catching flak from other readers about `changing the story in the middle' when I went with your idea."
"I think your whole problem is listening to what other people are telling you to do. Is it your story or theirs? If it's their idea, they can write it down with whatever device they're using to write you their complaint letters" he said.
"I try to make the readers an enjoyable story" I said.
"Yeah, that's what caused that last story to be aborted. You've got to start ignoring the people who only want to bring you down" Kevin said.
"I'm thinking about just quitting this story since I keep getting bad reviews on it" I told him, "People take the joy out of writing for me these days."
"Yeah, but you sure have left a lot of stories unfinished..." he said.
"You're right, I'll at least try to give it an ending" I said.
Amarillo. That's where they wanted to try to get to today, if possible. Diego had more family there, an Uncle Ignacio. This would be another stop for his family. Dixon had gotten a little worried when they got on the road and he noticed that the car had over 200,000 miles on it; he hoped it would make it for a while.
They'd been driving for a couple of hours when Diego yelled for them to stop up ahead. They pulled into an abandoned Shell station where Diego had seen the car and sure enough, it was his family. Tony had pulled a gun thinking it was bandits again, but when he saw Diego hanging out of the back window, he holstered it and ran toward the car.
"Diego!" he shouted.
"Papa!" Diego yelled, trying to get the door open. Imelda ran over once she saw what was going on. Everybody had a happy reunion.
"Who are these people you're with, Diego?" Imelda asked.
"The driver is Dixon and that's my friend Ben. Their parents were at SAC when the bomb went off" he said quietly, "They still don't know where their sisters or older brother are."
"What are you boys going to do?" Tony asked.
"I don't know" Dixon said, "Just trying to get to Mexico right now. I'm hoping that's where the rest of our family go..."
"You guys didn't have any emergency plans?" he asked.
"No, sir, we weren't preppers or anything like you guys. Dad never thought it would be necessary" Dixon said.
"Come with us" Tony said "When we get to Amarillo, you can tell the radio guy who you are and maybe somebody has seen your family."
"Radio? We couldn't find a station that was working" Ben said.
"Ham radio" Tony said "Ham radio operators have set up a network to try to connect people who've gotten separated."
Since there were two vehicles now, Luis decided to ride with the boys, or drive rather since Dixon was ready for a break. One good thing about the little car is they had only used a half a tank of gas. Ben got in the back with Diego so Dixon could ride up front with Luis and they took off. It was getting late in the day and they'd all agreed they would have to stop for the night somewhere before long.
They'd been driving about an hour and a half when they saw Tony put on his turn signal, they followed him into some thick woods off to the side of the road. Diego's brothers had camp set up in a very short time. Two tents to accommodate everybody, a folding table for Imelda to prepare some food on and a big water cooler sitting on the tailgate of the SUV. Tony didn't want to chance making a fire so they ate sandwiches and after a little bit of chatting and catching up, they all turned in for the night. Ben and Dixon were in the tent with Luis, Rafael and Jose. Miguel was sleeping outside in a lounge chair keeping guard in case anybody came around; though hidden as they were he doubted anybody would see them.
The boys all undressed to their underwear since it was still pretty warm even after dark. The inside of the tent smelled like a locker room due to the odors of unwashed teenagers. Ben tried to ignore the smells and the closeness of bodies and finally, after a long time, fell asleep. They were arranged in the order of Dixon by the outside wall, then Ben, Diego, Luis, Jose and Rafael on the other wall. The tent was only 10x10 so it was pretty close quarters. Well into the night Ben was jostled awake when Diego turned toward him in his sleep and put his arm over Ben. It wasn't the arm that woke him as much as the iron pipe pushing into his balls. His dick responded by filling out and up toward his waistband.
He couldn't tell if Diego was awake or not until Diego started bucking his hips slowly causing his dick to ride up and down the underside of Ben's. In the dark, he felt a finger on his lips making the shush sign before the hand went down and grabbed his hips bringing the two in even closer contact as the grinding continued. After a couple of minutes Diego backed up a little and found the end of Ben's dick and his thumb swirled around the tip spreading the clear fluid gathered there. Luis made a sound and Diego ceased all movement until he heard his brother's breathing get regular again. Once he was sure everybody was still asleep, he started pulling Ben's underwear down very slowly to avoid any noise until he was able to hook the waistband under the white boy's nuts, then he started stroking the dick. Meanwhile, Ben decided he wanted to feel Diego's hard rod as well. He reached over and found that Diego's peter and balls were already pulled through the fly of his boxer shorts so he took the piece in his hand and started rubbing it.
"Stop wiggling and go to sleep" Dixon mumbled, effectively ending the moment between the two.
By noon they made it to Ignacio's ranch outside of Amarillo. A light rain had started falling and Antonio's brother motioned for them to come inside quickly.
"The winds are coming straight out of SoCal, carrying radiation" Ignacio said, "we may have to change our plans, I'm thinking maybe we go farther south."
"Not Mexico City..." Antonio said, "no big cities."
"No, I'm thinking maybe Nicaragua or Costa Rica" Ignacio said.
Ben started crying, they'd probably never see any of their family again. Dixon huddled next to him with his arm around his brother.
"Quien estan los gringos?" Ignacio harshly asked Antonio.
"Huérfanos de Guerra" Antonio said "friends of Diego, they helped bring him back to us."
"It's okay, Benny, you can stay with us" Imelda said, shooting a sharp glance at the two men. She said something in very fast Spanish and the men looked like puppies who'd had their noses rubbed in pee.
"Your neighbor, the radio guy. We need to talk to him. These boys still have a brother and two sisters who may be headed this way" Antonio told Ignacio.
"We'll go over after the rain" he said.
The rain stopped after about two hours and they went to see the man who said he would put out a message for his friends to be on the lookout for the missing family members. Back at the house, bedtime was coming and space was limited. Everybody was doubling or tripling up. Dixon was assigned a twin bed with Luis. The other brothers shared with cousins. Diego volunteered for himself and Ben to sleep in the hay loft in the barn so they would have room. In reality, the reason was so they could be alone to continue what they started the night before. After a small dinner, everyone split up and went to bed.
Ben carried the blankets Josefina, Ignacio's wife, handed them to spread over the hay. Since they were alone here, the boys stripped off to the skin before laying down. Neither of them really knew where to start. The sat on the blanket on their knees facing each other. Ben caressed Diego's face and then let his fingers travel lightly down his neck and onto his shoulder. Diego was curious about kissing; he'd seen his parents do it and they seemed to enjoy it. He leaned in toward Ben who was confused at first, but caught on quickly when Diego's lips touched his. He parted his lips and let Diego's probing tongue into his mouth. Ben's hand had reached Diego's small brown nipple and was busy circling around it, just barely touching the skin. By now both boys were throbbing hard. Diego parted his legs a little to let his trapped peter escape; it promptly popped up and slapped his stomach drawing Ben's attention to it. His hand continued downward and he stuck his finger in Diego's navel before he took his friend's hard cock in his hand and began to stroke it. It seemed to Ben it was awkward to do because of the weird angle. Diego pushed onto his back freeing his dick. Ben was so hard his foreskin was pulled all the way back behind his ridge; it was up against his stomach and Diego noticed it was slightly curved inward toward his stomach making a little low arch. Diego decided to investigate further, he turned and lay down so he could get a better look; this put his junk right in Ben's line of view. Diego played with Ben's balls; rolling them around in the loose skin before starting to pull on Ben's peter.
Ben was the first to try anything more, he had moved closer to Diego's goodies and rolled the skin back so he could smell the unique odor of his buddy. When Diego began to stroke him, he kind of shrugged internally and went for it. He opened his mouth and covered the head of Diego's tool licking it and then clamping down with his lips to keep the foreskin back.
"Oh, crap!" Diego wheezed, "What are you doing to me?"
Feeling encouraged, Ben took more of the penis in his mouth. The thought occurred to him that he could jack Diego off with his mouth, so he started going up and down on his tubular pacifier. Diego jerked and the head of his dick plunged into Ben's throat causing Ben to gag, but he didn't give up. Diego decided since it felt so good, he should let Ben experience the feeling too. He copied what Ben had done to him and soon the two fell into a rhythm. If anybody had come into the barn there would have been no doubt what was going on from the sucking noises as well as the moans and sighs. Diego was the first to cum. Ben could feel the penis get even harder than it already had been and could feel the head swell a little just before the first shot of hot liquid flew into his mouth. At his other end Diego was going crazy on him and he couldn't hold it any more. He unloaded into Diego's mouth. They both held the cum a minute. Ben swallowed a tiny bit, but when he saw Diego spit the stuff out, he did the same, not wanting to seem weird.
"That was awesome" Diego said.
"Did my stuff taste bad?" Ben asked.
"No, you taste really good" Diego said.
"Why did you spit it out then?"
"I don't know, why did you?"
"Because you did" Ben said.
"I didn't know if you're supposed to swallow that or not" Diego said.
"I've swallowed my own before, it didn't hurt me" Ben said.
"I'll try it next time" Diego said.
Ben was stoked; there was going to be a next time. Well, at least, if they ended up being together.
"What do you think" I asked Kevin, "was that real enough?"
"Kind of" he said "it sounds a lot how you and me were a few years ago."
"So, how do you think this goes? Do Dixon and Ben get reunited with the rest of their siblings or not?" I asked.
"Well, I'm betting under the circumstances, probably not in real life. But, as you pointed out, this isn't real life it's just a story on Nifty. Anything could happen" he replied, being no help at all.
"Thanks a lot" I said, thinking about the email critic who wanted perfection in detail on an imaginary situation unfolding only in our minds.
"We've got to get them on the move pretty quick though" Kevin said, "Mexico would be shutting down their border when that solid line of refugees starts coming over. So, I have an idea..."
"Henry said he heard from a guy on the net that people that may be a match for your family were spotted in a gray minivan, they told a guy selling gasoline they were headed toward San Antonio" Antonio said, "Only he said two girls and two guys, and no descriptions."
"Who knows?" Dixon said "I don't know anybody with a gray minivan."
"Look guys, we have to move tomorrow. Reports are that the Federales will be closing down the border stations to any more people very soon" Antonio said. "As it is, I'm not sure they'll you two across, you definitely wouldn't pass for Mexicans."
"Then what are we supposed to do?" Ben said, getting sick at his stomach.
"You may have to be wetbacks" Antonio said, "you know, cross the river at some unguarded spot. But, look, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
That night Ben didn't sleep much, he tossed and turned having bad dreams. First, he dreamed about his mother and father; they were at work. In his nightmare the couple looked up and saw the blinding flash of light. As he watched from this weird movie point of view, the blast wave hit their building and he saw their skin literally catch fire and burn off. He tried to will himself to think of something else and suddenly he and Dixon were wading across the Rio Grande in the dark. Halfway across the river, spotlights come on and shots ring out and he sees Dixon floating dead in the water in front of him. He starts running to get across the river and makes it to the bank when he feels sudden fiery pain. He looks down and sees a water moccasin attached to his calf. He starts to feel dizzy and falls face first in the water and begins to drown. He's sucking for air, clawing to get out of the water... Diego is shaking him.
"Wake up, Ben! Wake up!" Diego is saying "It's just a dream!"
Ben struggles to catch his breath. He's covered in sweat and feels like every muscle in his body has been clenched to the point of cramping.
"We're going to die" Ben cries "me and Dixon are going to die." He starts sobbing uncontrollably.
Diego wraps his arms around Ben and rocks back and forth trying to comfort him.
"No, buddy, you're going to be all right. Both of you. I promise." Diego says.
"You can't promise that, nobody can" Ben cries.
"I know my papa will do his best to help you, he's a good man" Diego says, holding him tight.
Ben wipes his eyes and turns to Diego in the dim moonlight and kisses him.
"Thank you" is all he says. They lay back down and Diego doesn't let Ben out of his grip. With Diego holding him, Ben finally gets back to sleep.
In the morning the entire farm is in a state of flux as everybody is packing whatever they can for the trip. They plan to be at the border tonight, if at all possible. If not, early tomorrow. Ben and Dixon get into the Nissan and fall into line in the convoy with all the others. After a while Dixon starts to zone out. Mile after boring mile of road. One of the cars developed a problem and they ended up stopping in Carlsbad, New Mexico for the night. Ben thought it was kind of funny in a way, when the pulled into the abandoned campground Antonio insisted they pull all the cars into a circle like the old west pioneers. They camped in the middle of the ring of cars. Some of the group put up tents, some slept on picnic tables or the ground. Diego and Ben ended up sliding under one of the trucks that was high off the ground. There were too many people close by to do any of the things they'd like to do, but they still managed to rub each other a little before falling asleep.
Morning arrived way too early and after a quick bite to eat they were off again. Dix and Ben were dreading the border crossing; this could be where they had to say goodbye to these people who had treated them so well the last week. As they approached El Paso the line of cars trying to get through the checkpoint was staggering. The only heartening thing was that so far, they hadn't seen any cars coming back toward them. The heat was getting unbearable while they waited. Three hours later Antonio finally made it to the front of the line. Ben could see him pointing to all their cars and talking to the border agent for a long time. Finally, the man had our whole line of vehicles pull into the right lane for further investigation. The agents came to each of our cars and checked the contents. He walked back to Antonio and we heard him saying something about `ninos americanos'. Antonio said something to him again but the man just shook his head no. Ignacio walked up to see what the holdup was. We could hear Antonio say something that had our names in it. Ignacio talked to the man again and kept pointing at us and then at Diego. The agent looked a little less menacing. He said something to Ignacio. Ignacio and Antonio pulled out their wallets and handed the man what looked like a pretty good bit of money. Afterward he waved them all through; just like that they were in Mexico. They stopped about twenty miles south of the border for a break.
"I hope we didn't cost you too much money" Dixon said to Antonio.
"2000$ pesos" Antonio said gravely.
"Oh my God, we'll pay you back somehow" Ben said.
"Relax, that's only about $100 American" Ignacio said.
"Bro, shush, we could have had free labor" Antonio said laughing.
"Still, Ben's right, we'll pay you guys back as soon as we can" Dixon told them.
"No hay problema! I couldn't break up Diego and his novio" Antonio said.
Ben had no idea what that meant, he guessed it was another word for friend. He looked at Diego who was blushing bright red with his eyes fixed on a spot on the ground. He'd have to ask about it later.
They settled onto some farmland in central Mexico. Ben and Diego explored the limits of what boyfriends could do together. They were there about a month when Ignacio, who had been keeping tabs on the immigration lists, came in to tell the boys he found Carter, Sandra and Laura's names on one of the lists. They were only about 90 miles away in Mexico City.
"They'll come live with us" Antonio said, "plenty of room to build another house for your family."
The Harper family's house was withing walking distance of the Alvarez's. Ben and Diego spent a lot of warm afternoons in the creek between the two farms embarrassing the fish. Now that they were 16, they were both thinking about making a place of their own. They'd only been there about a year when Miguel and Sandra fell in love and were married soon after. They said society was getting back to somewhat of a normal in America, but they had found a new life here and nobody was interested in going back.
"Kind of a rushed ending, wasn't it?" Kevin said.
"After the latest round of email comments, I'm just sick and fucking tired of the whole thing" I told him "Everybody's a critic."
"Are you sure you don't want to try..." he started. I quieted him when my hand went up the leg of his shorts.
"Ok, I guess you're right" he said.
I reached over and hit SAVE and put the computer to sleep. Screw the story, right now I had more pressing matters on(in) my hands.
Lambodara 7/30/2021
I received so many shitty comments on this story, it may be a while before I bother to write anything else. I'm tired of being raked over the coals for a while.