Date: Sat, 24 Mar 2012 15:59:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: VR
Subject: two boys: a love story part 3

Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction and contains graphic sexual
scenes involving minors. Any congruenties to actual persons or events is
extremely coincidental. Please exit this if you're not 18, or if you
shouldn't be reading something like this.


			  Two Boys: A Love Story
				 Part III


I lay naked on my bed, sweat coming off of me. The windows were all open
but it was 85 degrees outside. The oscillating fan on medium speed mounted
at the end of my bed was blowing. It was sunny and breezy outside and the
warm breeze would occasionally make the venetian blinds rattle. Sometimes I
would hear a car drive by, or a person walking their dog past the
house. The heat in my room made it feel grimy and itchy under my cast. I
looked at the clock next to my bed and it said 1:25. I felt like I had been
lying here forever and every minute seemed an eternity. It was Monday and
my first full day at home after leaving the hospital. I had done my class
assignments online.  Mom had let me use her laptop, but the school day was
now over and I was impatiently awaiting Adam's arrival.

Much of my day was also spent having to relearn how to do simple things,
like use the bathroom, and getting used to the crutches. Before I left the
hospital the day before, I was given my second cast, and the doctor told me
to stay in bed and to try not move as much as possible. I was supposed to
go back on Thursday evening to have my permanent cast put on, the one I
would be stuck in for ten weeks. I had to use the bathroom a couple times
and go to the kitchen once. I also went to the front door so that I could
leave the spare key under the welcome matt for Adam when he got here. Since
I was at home by myself and the house was stuffy, I discarded my tshirt and
the modified pair of boxers that my mom cut up for me, and went naked all
day, which I found I liked doing.

I heard my school bus squeak to a halt down the street and kids voices soon
followed. A minute or so later I heard some shuffling foot steps swooshing
towards the window behind my bed.

"Buyer..." I heard Adam say through the window in a croaking zombie voice.

"The key is under the matt!" I yelled.

I then heard the front door open and close. " Make sure you lock the door!"
I yelled.

"My God, it's hot in here!" I heard Adam yell from the front door. He then
appeared at my door and saw me naked on the bed with my boner sticking
straight up. "Oooohhh..." he said as his eyes widened and a smile appeared
on his face.

"Yeah the AC is broken. We discovered that when we got back from the
hospital last night." I said.

Adam entered the room, stripped naked, and got onto the bed with me. I
tried to move over and make as much room for him as my single bed and my
cast would allow me to. We scrunched together and Adam took a hold of my
dick with his right hand and I held his with my left. We jerked each other
off for a few minutes. I liked rubbing the tip of his boner with my hand
and I would sometimes pause to tickle his little ball sack. This would
cause him to giggle and curl up into a fetal position, which I thought was
super cute. Adam liked to put his hand around my dick kind of loosely and
stroke it up and down.

"So big..." He breathed excitedly with a smile on his face as he jerked
me. I do actually have a pretty big dick. I was always a little bigger than
the other boys, at least the one's that I saw, and now it's been growing
and getting thicker. My balls have gotten pretty big too. I still don't
have any hair but I figure it's only a matter of time. I had actually grown
almost an inch since we had moved to Lakeland, and my voice, while still
the same it had always been, was starting to sound huskier.

"Let's measure it." Adam said. "Where's your ruler?"

"It's in the top left desk drawer." I said.

Adam got up out of bed and went to the desk with his boner sticking up
stiffly in front of him. He got the ruler and jumped back on the bed. He
positioned my hard dick straight upwards, placed the ruler on the base, and
leaned over to see the results. He looked like he was in class doing math
problems, I thought.

"Five and a half inches." He said seriously. "That's more than the last
time we checked, it was an even five then." He then measured it's
width. "It's almost two inches thick." He said. He then laid back and put
the ruler on his dick. "Three and three quarter inches, same as always." He
said and made a disappointed face.

"That's not bad, I like your dick." I smiled. I then reached over and began
twisting my hand around it like I was opening a bottle. Adam took mine in
his hand and jerked it off some more. He then sat up and leaned over and
began kissing and licking the head of my dick. It felt so tingly and good
that I closed my eyes and clenched my hands on the sides of the bed. He
then positioned himself so that he was straddling my good left leg, his
left knee right against and under my ball sack, and began jerking my dick
while rubbing the tip of it against the under side of his. I could feel him
rubbing my dick over his balls while he jerked me off. The sensation was
overwhelming and I felt myself about to orgasm.

"Keep doing that like that, I'm about to cum..." I groaned.

"Do it like how? Like this?' Adam asked.

I then groaned as the tickly, burning spasm hit, and a clear white liquid
shot up out of my dick and spattered onto my belly.

"Whoah!" Exclaimed Adam as he suddenly let go of my dick and scrambled
backwards, almost knocking over the fan.

"Oh my God!" I grunted out as I immediatly grabbed my dick and continued
jerking it. Another two squirts shot upwards and landed right in my belly
button, forming a small pool. A few small dribbles leaked out as I finished
up.

I lay back panting.

Adam sat up on his knees. "Wow, you just spermed, dude." He said.

"Is that what that is?" I asked as I leaned up to look at the mess on my
stomach.

Adam shifted forward so that he was straddling my left leg again. "Yeah,
I've seen guys do that in Dad's porno movies, it's how you know the man is
finished. I've never seen someone do it in real life, though."

"Yeah, I remember my mom telling me about this when we had our sex-ed
talk."  I then felt the stuff with my finger. "It's sticky." I said.

"Are you going to tell her?"
 Adam asked.

"No I'm not going to tell her! And you're not going to tell anyone either,
it's between us."

"You know I don't tell." Adam said. He then dipped his finger into the pool
of semen that had collected in my belly button. "It IS sticky." He
confirmed. He then put his finger into his mouth. "Tastes salty." He said
with a kind of grossed out look.

"Can you grab some kleenex from over there, Madman? I need to wipe this
gunk off of me."

Adam went and grabbed the kleenex box and brought it over. He helped wipe
all the cum off of me and it appeared that we were succesful in not letting
any of it dribble onto the bed. After I was cleaned up, Adam lay down next
to me and jerked himself off. After he came a minute or so later, he rolled
over and cuddled up next to me with his head on my chest and his arms
around me. I put my arm around him and stroked his short blonde hair.

"I guess this means we'll have to start keeping a box of kleenex around
from now on." He said.

"So is that going to happen every time I cum from now on?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure, yes." He said. We lay there some more.

"So did anything interesting happen in school today?" I asked.

"Becky Callahan had to go to the clinic because her stomach hurt, she was
obviously faking. Jamar Washington fell down in PE during kickball and got
all dirty. Lunch was pizza. Mrs. Tronik dyed her hair blonde over the
weekend, it looks like she smeared bananas all over her head."

"That's gross." I said.

"All the kids were asking me about what happened to you, so Mrs. Tronik
made me stand in front of the class and I told them about the alligators
and the hospital and everything, that was cool."

"I hope you didn't tell them EVERYTHING about the hospital." I chuckled.

"I did leave a few things out." He smiled.

"Mom put your nurse drawing up on the board." I said and pointed up behind
me where the bulletin board was. Adam looked up behind me and saw his
drawing on the lower left hand side of the board. "Oh yeah." He said.

"She was trying not to laugh at it, but I could tell she thought it was
funny." I said.

"Well your mom is pretty cool." Adam said.

"I'm glad that you're ok with her dating your dad." I said. " I was worried
that it would effect us somehow."

"No, I like your mom. I hope they get married so that we can be brothers."
He said.

"She's going to be here all day with me tomorrow and Wednesday." I said.

"I guess that means no dirty movies on satellite for you on those two
days." Adam laughed.

"I can't even get to the tv to watch them." I said.

"Oh yeah! Let me try out your crutches!" He said. He then lifted himself
off of me and walked over to where the crutches were. He then started
walking around the room on them. He looked funny walking around naked on a
pair of crutches that were too tall for him.

"Hey don't forget that your backpack is here." I said. Adam's backpack was
still in the corner by the door where he had dropped it on Saturday. Adam
manuevered himself around on the crutches and hobbled over to the other
side of the room where the backpack was. He then put the crutches back and
rubbed his armpits.

"Ow that hurts." He said. "That's going to suck walking around on those."

"Tell me about it." I said.

Adam then put his backpack on. He began trudging around the room with his
dick flopping around, naked except for the backpack. I laughed at the
sight.

"I should go outside like this." He said.

"Dude, I will give you fifty bucks if you do." I said.

"You don't have fifty bucks." He said.

"Don't worry, I'll get it to you."  I laughed.

He then grabbed the crutches and began hobbling around on the crutches with
the backpack.

"Errr laddie." He said in his weird Irish voice. "Ay hope ay don't fall
over and bruise up me bum."

I was laughing hysterically. He then shook his little white butt at me,
lost his balance, and almost fell over.

"Come on Adam." I said between guffaws. "Get back into bed before we have
to take YOU to the hospital! I personally don't want to have to explain to
our parents and to the hospital why you were walking around my room naked
on a pair of crutches with a backpack on!"

Adam laughed while he returned the crutches to where they had been, removed
the backpack and flopped back down next to me on the bed with a contented
sigh. We lay in each others arms for another hour. Adam's mom showed up in
the driveway to pick him up and we both quickly got dressed, although all I
bothered to put on was my tshirt. I waved goodbye to Adam and he said he
would be back tomorrow again right after school, just like he had promised.

Tuesday and Wednesday I was home all day with Mom. The AC guy came by on
Tuesday afternoon and fixed our air conditioning, which was good for us
because it hit 90 degrees that day. Adam came in at 3:30 after the bus
dropped him off. Tuesday afternoon was his usual soccer practice but he
blew that off to be with me. He walked right in through the door like he
lived here.

"Hi Miss Grace." I heard him chirp to Mom, who was in the kitchen.

"Hi Adam." She replied. She sounded glad to see him, they must have really
bonded at the hospital. "I think you know where Buyer is."

"No he doesn't!" I yelled from my room.

Adam then gave a mock war cry and ran over to my room. He ran into my room
and flopped down on the bed next to me. He leaned over so that our faces
were almost touching. "Hi, Kenneth." He said.

"Hi yourself. So I'm Kenneth now?" I smiled.

Adam sat up and noticed my shorts and tshirt I was wearing." Oh that's too
bad." He said as he touched my tshirt.

"I had to be presentable for the AC guy." I said.

"Yeah, otherwise he might have molested you in your bed." Adam said and we
both laughed at that.


Adam spent the rest of that afternoon signing my cast. I kept a supply of
Sharpie markers for him in my desk. Adam used the black, orange, and green,
just like on the my last cast. This time he drew a forest scene using the
orange and green markers with a few black clouds overhead. He left gaps in
the canopy that wound up spelling out his name.

"You're such a good artist, Adam." I said to him as I looked over the
drawing on my cast.

"I just like to draw." He said.

"I remember when I first met you, you said that you wanted to be a painter
when you grew up, and that your paintings would be so nice that they would
sell."

"Yeah..?" He said.

"When you said that, I thought you were crazy, but you might be right." I
said.

"Right about what?" He asked.

"Right about being able to sell your stuff. I mean...It's REALLY good." I
said.

"It's ok." He said as he got up and put the markers away in my desk. He was
amazingly self conscious about his artwork. I decided to let the subject
drop and we talked about sports until his mom and Gerald picked him up. The
next day on Wednesday, he arrived at 3:30 sharp yet again. This time he
actually spent more time with Mom then me, as I had a big social studies
project from school that I needed to work on. Adam prefered to do his
homework at night, right before he went to bed, whereas I liked to get mine
done and over with early. Therefore, I was toiling away on the laptop in my
room while Mom and Adam chatted and hung out. I think he helped her on some
sewing thing she was doing. He had become like a second son to her.

Adam would pop into my room once in a while and would look in on my work
since he had the same project to do. When his mom arrived to pick him up,
he told me that his sister Maddie would be coming over with him
tomorrow. Maddie had just gotten her drivers license two weeks before,
right on the day of her 16th birthday, so she was going to pick up Adam
after school and drive him over.

I had slept over three times at Adam's mom's house and once over at his
dad's, so I had gotten to know the family quite well. Maddie was cool. His
mom, Sherry, was really nice. Adam actually looked a lot like her, whereas
Maddie looked more like her dad. Maddie and Adam both had Sherry's blonde
hair. Gerald was her husband. He was a rich old coot who looked like the
Quacker Oats guy but with a long white beard added. He was very unfriendly
and seemed to really dislike Adam, which meant he disliked me as well. We
tried to avoid Gerald as much as possible, which was not too hard since
they lived in such a large house. Adam had a huge bedroom with a lock on
the door. He had his own private bathroom, as well as a small
refrigerator. He had two computers, a PS3, DVD's, and a flatscreen tv as
well, so we could actually go right into his room and stay there
indefinately. One weekend we got to Adam's house on Friday right after
school, went straight up
 to his room, and stayed there until Sunday afternoon. Gerald didn't even
know I had been there until he saw me leaving.

The next afternoon on Thursday I was lying in bed and I heard a car
crunching into the driveway. I had been wrapped up in finishing my
schoolwork so I was caught off guard a little. I looked at the clock and it
was 3:15. I heard the front door unlocking with my key that I had given
Adam and the front door open. Adam and Maddie were having some kind of mild
argument about something as they entered and closed the door.

"Don't forget to lock it." I yelled.

Adam came into my room. "Hey Buyer." He said and sat on the desk
chair. Maddie came in right behind him. She was wearing a tshirt, a pair of
shorts, and had her purse with her with the car keys proudly jingling away.

"Hey Byron." She said. "Wow, you fucked yourself up good. So what, you
rolled down an embankment or something? "

"Pretty much." I said as she sat on the edge of bed.

"Well that was pretty stupid. They should send you back to bicycle school."
She said.

"Bicycle school? What are you talking about bicycle school? There's no
bicycle school! You're weird like your brother." I said with a big
grin. Maddie laughed. I looked over at Adam who was smiling while he
watched us.

"So when is your mom coming back?" She asked.

"She'll be home by six. We have to be at the hospital by seven thirty so
we'll probably have dinner and head right over."

Maddie then took her shirt off and her breasts spilled out into view. She
then moved over next to me. I reached up and began feeling her breasts with
both of my hands. They were nice sized and had nice, perfect, brown
nipples. I squeezed and rubbed them while she reached over and started
rubbing my boner through my boxers. She then leaned over and we started
kissing on the mouth while I continued to feel her soft and warm breasts. I
then pulled off my shirt as Maddie reached over and pulled down my
boxers. My boner slapped up against my stomach.

"Finally." Adam said. "Maddie, suck his dick. I want to see you suck his
dick."

"Chill out you little freak!" She said. She then wrapped her hand around my
dick. "Wow, it gets bigger everytime I see it. You're almost as big as
Roger now." Roger was Maddie's current boyfriend.

"That's nothing." I grinned as I put my hands behind my head. "I've started
shooting sperm."

"Stop!" Maddie cried out. "That's fantastic. I've got to see this!" She
then went down and started sucking my dick, not a bunch of licks and kisses
like Adam does, but full on deep throat sucking. My ears rang and every now
and then I could feel the metalic pinch of one of her braces on my dick. I
loved watching her tits while she sucked me. Adam had pulled down his pants
and underwear, lifted his shirt, and was jerking off next to the bed.

"Adam, lie down next to him and I'll do you to." Maddie said.

"I don't want you doing that to me!" He yelled.

"Oh that's right, because I don't have a dick." She said as she went back
to sucking mine.

"No it's because you're ugly and gross and my sister!" Adam replied.

"Maddie, I want to do my thing too." I said.

"Ok, but how do you want to do it with your cast and all?" She asked.

"I was thinking you could, that you could lean over with your pussy just
over my mouth and I'll do it that way." I said. She then got up and took
off her pants and then removed her panties. I could see her big wedge of
pubic hair. She had such a hot body it was insanity. Maddie then got on the
bed and straddled my face. As soon as she balanced herself I plunged my
tongue into her wet hole. I could taste her juicing up as my tongue
explored the pink tissues within. Maddie began rubbing my earlobes while I
licked her. Adam took his clothes all the way off, flopped over onto the
bed and started licking the tip of my dick. I reached over and started
running my fingers through Maddie's bush, feeling the fluffy hair. Maddie
then shifted position. She tapped Adam on the head and told him to move. He
then lay down next to me and I immediatly took his dick in my hand and
started rubbing it with my fingers. Maddie mounted herself over my dick and
then
 squatted down, my dick plunging right up into her. I could feel Adam's
dick jerking in my hand as he started to cum. A high pitched moan escaped
from him. Maddie began grinding up and down, I could feel my dick sliding
around inside of her and I started thrusting my hips upward.

"You guys are so cute, you look so much alike." She said as she looked down
on us lying next to each other while she fucked me.

Adam and I had been told more than once that we looked like we were
related. I was a little taller and my hair was blonder, but we did strongly
resemble each other. Adam moaned again even louder as his orgasm hit full
force, He thrust his hips upward with his teeth gritting as he clawed at
the bedsheets. I could feel his dick spasming in my hand. Maddie began
fucking me hard. I took my other hand and put it on her left breast. I was
moaning with my head moving back and forth on the pillow. My bed was
squeaking and groaning. It was getting to be more than I could take. Adam's
dick spasmed in my hand again as a second orgasm hit him and he made a high
pitched yelping noise.

"Maddie...unhhh...I'm about to cum..." I grunted.

She quickly dismounted and got on her knees on the floor by the bed. She
started jerking me off and I came almost instantly. Watery white semen
squirted up out of my dick and landed all over my chest and stomach. One
squirt hit my neck.

"Wow, that was a lot." I heard Adam say.

"Nice, Byron." She said as she finished up jerking me off.

"Thanks..." I sighed.

"Buyer, that's starting to hurt." Adam said, and I realized that I was
still rubbing his dick, which had gone completely limp by now.

"Sorry, Madman." I said as I let go. Maddie then took her I-phone out of
her purse and took a picture of my cum splattered stomach.

"I know you're not putting that on the internet." I said.

"Nope, this is for my own private collection." She said. One night when I
was over at Adam's house, I had snuck into Maddie's room after Adam had
fallen asleep. After we fucked, Maddie took a bunch of naked pictures of me
with her I-phone.

Adam grabbed the kleenex box and he and Maddie wiped me off. "You know what
this means, Buster..." She said to me. "This means you gotta start wearing
a condom with me. I'm not having no sixth grader's baby." She said.

"Oh wow that's right. I can make babies now!" I said.

"Not with Adam you can't!" Maddie said with a laugh as she put her panties
back on.

"Shut up, Maddie!" Adam snapped. Maddie flicked off Adam, finished getting
dressed, and went to use the bathroom.

"She's so stupid." Adam said.

"Hey do you think you can snag some of your dad's rubbers for me when
you're over there this weekend?" I asked. Adam's dad kept a huge supply of
condoms on hand. Adam would sometimes steal a couple to use as water
balloons and to show off to people.

"Sure, I'll get you a couple." He said.

Maddie came back in and told Adam that they were leaving.

"Oh come on, you said we were going to stay for awhile!" Adam said.

"Kristin called me while I was in the bathroom, she needs me to help her
with her homework." Maddie said. Kristin was her girlfriend, and Adam had
told me that he once caught the two of them in bed together up in Maddie's
room.

"She doesn't have any homework, you just want to eat her pussy!" Adam said.

"Adam, you're a foul mouthed little asshole! Put your clothes on and let's
go!" She yelled.

Adam got off the bed and started getting dressed. He looked like he was so
mad that he was about to cry.

"I'll be over tomorrow after school." He said tersley.

"Cool. I'll have my new cast on by then."

Maddie came over to me and leaned over and gave me a hug and a kiss. I sat
up and hugged her back "Good shooting, Buyer." Maddie said with a
wink. Adam came over and hugged me and told me again that he would see me
tomorrow. He then punched Maddie on the arm as he walked past her, and she
retaliated by whacking him really hard on the head. They exchanged threats
and insults all the way to the door.

"Adam, don't forget to lock the door with the key!" I yelled as I heard the
door open.

"I won't! See you tomorrow!" He yelled back.

"Bye Byron!" Maddie yelled. After that the door closed and Adam locked
it. I spent the rest of my time before Mom got home doing homework on my
laptop. Later we went the hospital and I finally got my permanent cast. The
doctor said I could now move around on my crutches as much as I needed to,
although he did recommend that I wait until Monday to return to school.

 I spent the next day between online lessons using my crutches around the
house, trying to get good and used to them before I went back to
school. The permanent cast was much smaller so I could now wear a regular
pair of short pants. Adam came over at 3:30 sharp. We went to my bedroom
and I sucked Adam's dick until he came while he jerked me off. This time he
was ready for me, and while I shot my cum, he moved my dick around like a
throttle.

"Why did you do that with my dick while I was cumming?" I asked him.

"I was trying to write your name on your belly with your sperm." He said
with a smile. Afterwords we got dressed and Adam signed my cast. Since this
cast was going to probably be signed by all the other kids in class, Adam
just did a simple rendition of his name with green and orange sunbursts
radiating off of it. I thought it was beautiful and I was so happy that he
got to sign it first. He then helped me hang up his hospital room sketch up
on the bulletin board. I asked him why he hadn't brought any new drawings
this week.

"I missed you at school." He said. "I hated seeing your empty desk. It made
me feel sad and I don't draw when I feel sad." He said.

"Well I'll be back next week." I said.

Adam's face brightened up. "Yeah! The Two Musketeers will return!"

That weekend, Mom took me out to a cellphone shop and got me a Droid XT. I
spent the rest of the weekend learning how to use the complicated and
unwieldy device. That Monday I was driven to school by my mom, who also
helped me to get to my classroom. When the door opened and I hobbled in
with my crutches and my big cast, the whole class room went silent, and
then erupted into applause. Kids all gathered around me and patted me on
the shoulders, welcomed me back, and thumped on my cast. A couple of kids
came over with markers and signed it. The Principal and Assistant Principal
were both there. I had to muster all of my self discipline to not start
tearing up in front of everybody. I didn't see Adam in the crowd of kids, I
looked over and he was sitting at his desk and smiling. He then slowly gave
me a thumbs up and I gave him a thumbs up in return. Mrs. Tronik then
stepped into the melee to clear out all the kids back to their desks so
that I could
 get to mine. She said that we would have some time put aside later in the
day for everyone to sign my cast.  After I had sat down, I saw Mom wave to
me and blow a kiss. I waved back and Adam gave her the thumbs up. She
smiled and left the room along with the Principals.

At lunch Adam and I held court at our spot at the table. I had not been
aware of it, but we had made the local news last sunday. I was still at the
hospital so I hadn't seen it. Adam and I were already the most popular kids
in the sixth grade, now we were a phenomenom. Since Adam and I had started
hanging out we became the coolest kids in school. We were popular because
we were strong, athletic, good looking, liked sports, and didn't look down
on anybody. Adam was friends with shy and geeky kids and with athletic and
self assured kids. Adam also had no tolerance for bullies, and had been
sent to the Principal's office more than once for pounding on some kid that
he saw tormenting another, smaller kid. I found out that he had been
suspended for two days the previous year for punching a kid in the mouth on
his schoolbus who had been bullying a second grader. We had been bothered
by kids at school a couple of times, but it didn't take long for them to
 realize that we weren't kids to mess with. Adam especially was not a kid
that you would want to get into a fight with. One time during recess this
kid Roberto from one of the other sixth grade classes and two other kids
tried to start a fight with us by calling us "homo's" and taking swings at
us. Adam pushed Roberto backwards. Roberto came back at Adam who pushed him
backwards again. He then took a big swing at Adam who ducked it, and then
soccer kicked Roberto in the nuts. One of Roberto's friends started to go
after Adam and I kicked his leg out from under him and he went sprawling to
the concrete. The third kid ran off. We quickly exited away from there
before anybody saw anything and those kids never bothered us again, As a
matter of fact we became sort of friends with them after that.

Mom came and picked me up after school and drove me home. My cast was
absolutley covered from top to bottom with signatures and drawings. Many of
the kids had drawn alligators and signed their names.

"So how did it go?" She asked.

"It was cool. We spent the whole time after lunch signing my cast and I got
to tell the class about it." I said.

"Well I have to go back to work. I'm going to drop you off at Don's just so
you know. His shop is closed on Mondays, so he's at home and he said he'll
look after you this afternoon."

"Oh sweet! " I said. I liked Don and this'll be a chance to get a guitar
lesson in.

"He says he wants to get to know you since he and I are dating, so try to
interact with him a little instead of burying yourself in homework, ok?
I'll be by at six to pick you up. You have your cell with you, right?"

"I sure do." I said as I tapped my pocket.

We drove to Don's small townhouse and Mom helped me out of the car with my
crutches. Don came out to greet us, kissed my mom and offered me a
handshake.

"Hey Byron." He said as I shook his hand. "Good to see you up and moving
again."

"Thanks Don." I said.

Mom had to rush back to work since she was on her lunch hour, so she popped
right back into the car and took off. Don lived in a two story townhouse
with a basement, and he had a roomate named Marco who lived in the
basement. Don lived on the upstairs which consisted of three bedrooms and a
bathroom, and the two of them shared the second floor, which consisted of a
kitchen, a wooden deck, a half bath, and a living room. Don was drinking a
PBR out of the bottle, which is what I had seen him doing the whole time
when I stayed over there with Adam before. We spent the next couple of
hours playing guitar and watching television. The whole time Don kept
drinking PBR's, one after another. I also saw him take a swig out of a half
empty bottle of vodka that he had in the kitchen. I was starting to wonder
if this kind of drinking was normal for him. He was also starting to
stagger and stumble around a little. I was sitting on the sofa and
practicing a
 couple of the chords he had just shown me on one of his Martin acoustics,
when he grabbed yet another PBR out of the fridge, downed it in one gulp,
and shuffled up the stairs to his bedroom. A minute or so later as I was
practicing, I saw a big stack of porno magazines get dropped on the coffee
table in front of me, I looked up and Don was standing over me.

"I thought you might find these entertaining." He said.

I had been made familiar with Don's porno stash by Adam when I had stayed
over here before. Adam showed it to me while Don was out at the grocery
store. He said he would often pilfer hardcore XXX DVD's from his dad, sneak
them home, watch them, and then sneak the DVD back when he would return for
the next visit. I picked up one of the magazine's and started looking
through it. It showed women getting fucked from every conceivable position,
blow jobs and so on. Don went to the kitchen and watched me look through
the magazine's. He took another swig out of the vodka bottle. I was
wondering if Mom knew about his porno stash.

"How do you like the pictures, Buh...Byron." He slurred.

"Pretty interesting." I said.

"How do they make you feel?' He said as shambled back into the living room.

"Kind of horny... I guess." I said.

Don sat next to me. "There's nothing wrong with getting horny. We all get
horny. I get horny. It's a normal thing." He said as he looked at me
through lidded eyes.

I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I went back to looking at the
magazine. Don picked up one of the magazine's from the pile. "Let's look at
this one together." He said as he scooted over so that we were sitting
right next to each other. He put the magazine down between us and started
turning through it. It was a photospread of a man and a woman having sex on
a pool table. Don would go over each picture and say things like "look at
that.", or "how does this make you feel ?", or "don't you wish that this
were you?".

Don then picked up the remote on the coffee table, turned on the DVD
player, and a porno of a man and a woman having sex came on. Don took the
magazine and put it on the table. He then put his hand on my cast.

"So how long are you supposed to wear this?" He asked as he ran his hand
along the signatures and pictures on the plaster.

"T-t-ten weeks." I replied, staring straight ahead.

Don then reached over and put his hand on my other leg just at the knee and
began slowly rubbing his hand over my leg towards my crotch. I was finally
sure that he was trying to molest me. I didn't know what to do.

"P-please, Don." I said. "I... don't want to do this."

He began rubbing his hand through my hair and over my shoulders and leaned
towards me like he wanted to kiss me.

"Please Mr. Fitzgerald." I whimpered. I felt like I was about to cry.

Don made an exasperated sigh and withdrew his hand.

"So now I'm 'Mr. Fitzgerald'?" He said.  I continued to stare straight
ahead. I was starting to shake really bad.

"So you use my son and my daughter as your own personal playground
equipment and you're not going to let me have a taste?' I looked over at
him in horror after he said that, and he was glowering right at me.

Don got up off the couch. "Yeah, you think I don't know what's going on
with that? You think none of us do?" He turned off the DVD with the
remote.He then grabbed the magazines off of the table. "Goddam kids." He
muttered as he stalked back up the stairs to his bedroom. I then heard him
yell "Goddamit!" and throw the stack of magazine's to the ground with a
thudding crash. He then stalked back down the stairs and back to the
kitchen entrance.

"So what you want to do, Byron?" He said.

"I want to go home!" I whimpered as the tears started.

"Fine, no problem. I'll take you home. Get your shit, get on your crutches,
and I'll take your ass home!"
 I wiped off the tears, got up and grabbed my crutches and my book bag, and
began hobbling to the door. Don grabbed two PBR's out of the fridge and
pulled his keys out of his pocket. He popped open the first PBR just as we
got to the car. He unlocked the door and I had to let myself in. By the
time I finally got into the car and buckled up he had already finished off
his beer. He started the car and popped open the second bottle and put it
in the cup holder. He lurched out of the parking lot and swerved his way
out into traffic.

"I know you want me out of your life right now, but I'm not going
anywhere. I'm fucking your mom, remember?' He said to me as he took a big
swig of his PBR. I stared straight ahead terrified. He was weaving in and
out of lanes, almost hit a parked car, and ran a red light. I was hoping
that he would be pulled over and arrested, there's no way Mom would date a
man who got a DUI with her son in the car.

"You pretty much have a choice now, Byron." Don said. "You can make an
issue about this and cause a lot of trouble for a lot of people, including
yourself and your mother, or you can be a man and shake this off and we'll
forget all of this happened. We'll just tell Grace that you weren't feeling
well and wanted to rest in your own bed so I took you home. It's up to
you."

"Are...you going to hurt my mother?" I whispered.

"That's up to you." He said. He then screeched onto my street and came to a
sloppy, lurching stop in front of my house.

Don turned to me. "Forgive and forget?" He said and stuck his hand out. I
shook it without making any eye contact and slowly got out of the car. As I
got out Don nodded behind the steering wheel like he was going to pass out,
and jerked his head back up bleary eyed. I shut the door. He then put the
car in drive and swerved out into the street and drove away. I watched as
his car weaved down the road out of sight, and I truly hoped that he would
get into a car accident and die. I hobbled back to my door and let myself
in. I sat on the couch, put my head in my hands, and cried. I truly didn't
know what to do.



			      End of part III