Date: Fri, 02 May 2003 01:12:19 -0400 From: Jeff Wilson Subject: W.A.R. Part 3, Chapter 10 Okay, confession time. I made an oops in the last chapter. Nobody seemed to catch it, and I already fixed it. That's why the date changed on the story, but there was no new chapter. But here's the fun thing... If you email me and can tell me what I changed in the last chapter, I'll send you chapter 11 via email early! You'll get to find out what happens before anybody else! Pretty cool, huh? Warning: Yes, this chapter contains sex. Real sex, no joking this time. Viewer discretion is advised. W.A.R. Part Three - Self Destructive Tendencies Chapter Ten -- Saturday Morning by Jeff Wilson I woke up on Saturday with the sun shining into my room. I was still wearing my clothes from the day before. Something was odd, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I went to the bathroom and took a long morning shower. It was in the shower that it occurred to me... Nobody woke me up this morning. Usually, when I work with my dad I have to wake up at 6:30. Maybe I made a mistake. I finished my shower and felt refreshed. I dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist. I took my allergy medicine, then I walked back to my room and checked the time. Yep, it was 9:30. How odd. I could hear the vacuum running in the living room. I slipped on some undies and shorts and made my way out to the living room, carrying my shirt in my hand. My mom was running the vacuum cleaner on the rug and the room smelled like lemon fresh furniture polish. "Hey!" I said. Mom looked to see me standing in the room. She looked a little worn out, as if she hadn't had a lot of sleep. She turned off the vacuum cleaner and turned to face me. "Good morning... I hope you're feeling better today." She said. Suddenly, the full events of last night came rushing back, and I was ashamed of the way I acted. "Yeah... I'm better. Mom I'm sorry about..." "No, Billy. I'm the one that should be sorry." She interrupted. "Your father is sorry too. We were up half the night talking about what happened. He feels just awful about smacking you. I've never seen him so sad..." "Well he should be sad." I said, still angry about getting slapped. "He hit me mom. I'll never forgive him for that. Never! I'm only sorry that I yelled at you afterwards. You're not the one that hit me." "Billy, listen to me... I know you're feelings are hurt. But if you stay angry at your dad, it will just eat you up inside. He's terribly sorry about hitting you. You two just have a way of winding each other up. You both need to learn when to back down." "Well," I said, "I'll believe he's sorry when he says it to me. Until then, I don't care. Did he leave without me this morning?" "Yes, he decided to work on the air conditioning on his own. Billy, I do hope you'll try to forgive him. I know you're angry about getting hit, but please try... for all of our sakes." "Do I get to go swimming today?" I asked, trying to change the subject. I didn't want to talk about it anymore. "Yes. But you'll have to walk. I have to go to work later, and your dad is going to be out all day. Don't worry about last night. You're not going to be punished again. I think you've been punished enough. But Billy, listen. You have to learn when to back off. You don't have to win every argument, understand?" "Yeah, I understand. Can I go now?" I said uncomfortably as I slipped on my shirt. Mom sent me to do a few chores before letting me go out. I thought about what she said to me. I wasn't going to forgive dad, not that easily anyway. He hit me. He hurt me. There was no way I was going to forgive him until he said he was sorry. And knowing dad, that might never happen. After finishing my chores, mom let me go for the day. I really had to get out of that house, and we both knew it. I wasn't looking forward to coming back though, not if dad was there. I decided that I absolutely had to go see Dustin first. I had to apologize for what I said to him. It was mean and I really betrayed his trust when I said it. And the place I said it, in front of everybody on the team, was really low of me. I didn't blame him for being mad at me. I put my swim trunks and towel in a travel bag and headed into the woods. I'd go and meet Brett later, but I wanted to face Dustin first. When I got to his house, I noticed that Dustin's dad was home, but his mom's car was gone. I knocked on the door. Amanda answered. "What do you want?" She said looking down at me. "Is Dustin home?" I asked. "Is he ever home anymore?" She said sarcastically. "He's over there of course." She pointed toward Mike's house. "Okay, thanks." I said, starting to walk away. "Wait!" She said. I turned to face her. This was odd... Amanda never talked to me unless she absolutely had to. "What is it?" I asked. "What did you say to Dustin to get him so mad?" She asked. "Why?" I asked suspiciously, not trusting where she was going. "Because I've never seen him act the way he has lately. You must have really ticked him off." She answered. "Well, I told him off..." I started. "Did you really tell him to go up to the woods and cry?" She asked. "How did you know that?" I asked, surprised at having those words come back at me, from Amanda, of all people. "Everybody knows what you said Billy. This is a small town, no one can keep a secret around here. So, does Dustin really go up to the woods and cry?" She asked. "No. I was just making that up." I lied, trying to protect my friend as best I could. "Then why was he so upset that you said it?" She asked. "You know Dustin... Nothing bothers him. I just wanted to hurt his feelings because I was mad. It was stupid." "It's easy to pick on somebody like him when you're angry, isn't it? He just takes it and never does anything back. You know Billy, we're more alike than you'd like to think. We both take advantage of him." "I don't take advantage of him!" I said, almost insulted at the suggestion. "Sure you do. Everybody knows Brett's your real best friend. You only hang out with Dustin when it's convenient for you. Like the last time you stayed over here. That was only because Brett was out of town. You don't think that hurts him? You think I'm the only one that makes him cry? I've seen him disappear after he calls you up and you're too busy with your little boyfriend." "Brett's not my boyfriend! And I don't make Dustin cry!" "See, we are alike. I've said the same thing." She said smugly. "Amanda, do you... umm... do you even care about Dustin?" "Of course I care, he's my brother!" She said, as if the answer was obvious. "Then why do you hit him?" "What do you mean?" She asked. "Well, I can't see how you can love somebody and hit them. It doesn't make sense to me." "Like I said, it's easy. Dustin's not stupid, Billy. We both know that. But he is weak. I can see right through him. I used to hit him to try to toughen him up. But it didn't work. After a while, it just became a habit. Then when Max and I started going out, it got worse. I know Max is no good. I should have seen it right away. But I was blind. Love can do that to you." "Yeah..." I said. "Now what would you know about love?" She asked. I figured it was time to go. "Look Amanda... I'm glad we had this talk. All this time I've hated you because of what you do to Dustin. But you're right. We both take advantage of him. I'm just worried that he's going to do something crazy if we don't start treating him right." "You're not that bad, Billy. But you are still a real loser." "Thanks... Sort of..." I said. Then she went back inside. I reflected for a minute or so about what Amanda had said. She had really changed since the last time I met her. She had broken up with Max and was starting to realize the harm she was causing to Dustin. I doubted that she and Dustin would ever really be close, but at least they could co-exist without Dustin getting beat up. I started walking over to Mike's little house. Well it was a trailer actually. I figured I could convince Dustin to at least talk to me if Mike was there. I walked through Mike's backyard and was going to walk up the back porch stairs when I thought I heard something. It was like a grunt or something. I stopped in my tracks and looked around. I didn't think Mike had a dog, but I didn't want to startle it if he did. I looked around and under the porch, but there was no sign of anything. Then I heard it again... No, actually, it wasn't a grunt, it was a groan or something. It had a familiar sound to it. It was coming from inside the house. I sneaked carefully up to the window and could barely see in between the window and the closed shade. I thought I saw some movement. Then I looked more carefully. Suddenly, I became aware that there were two figures across the room. It was dark inside the room, the living room I believed. All the blinds were closed. As my eyes adjusted to the dark inside, I was able to see that one person was sitting in a chair and one was standing in front of the other. I could see the red hair of the person standing, so it had to be Dustin. My eyes adjusted even more. Then I realized that Dustin was naked. I saw that Mike was seated in the chair and he was naked too. Dustin's butt was moving back and forth, and Mike was sitting in the chair in such a way that there was nowhere for Dustin's dick to be going unless it was inside Mike. My jaw fell open in shock... Dusting was having sex! With Mike!! I heard an occasional groan or grunt from them, but mostly they were very quiet. Mike had his glasses off and his eyes closed, but Dustin kept looking down at his thing going in and out. He had a strange look on his face. Kind of a cross between total happiness and a little bit of fear. As for me I was absolutely shocked. I wanted to leave them alone, but at the same time I couldn't look away. I had never seen two people actually having sex before. Especially a person that was my friend. I couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous. Dustin was having sex before me. But then I kind of thought about it more. Dustin was only fourteen, but Mike was twenty-three. I realized that Mike could get into a huge amount of trouble, and even go to jail for what he was doing. Suddenly Dustin pulled out his wiener and shot his white stuff all over Mike's belly. Mike rubbed it all over his penis and then Dustin situated himself above Mike and started sitting down on Mike's dick. I was in shock again. Now Dustin was getting screwed! Dustin leaned in and kissed Mike on the lips while bucking his hips up and down on Mike. Mike thrust himself up into Dustin while Dustin wriggled and pressed himself into Mike. They were really going at it. Then Mike thrust deep into Dustin and moaned louder than before. Then Dustin collapsed onto Mike and they continued kissing gently. I carefully sneaked away and walked slowly up into the woods. My mind was overloaded. Dustin and Mike were fucking each other... I never would have even dreamed that it was possible. Dustin was straight! I knew he was straight! He couldn't be gay. Let alone, already getting screwed up the butt. It just didn't make sense to me. Why would Dustin go to Mike and have sex? I sat down on Dustin's stump and tried to collect myself. I knew one thing right away... I couldn't tell anyone about what I just saw, not even Brett. I love him, but he can't keep a secret. I obviously couldn't tell my mom or dad, because they'd have Mike arrested. It was strange, but I almost felt kind of sad about Dustin. Maybe I was even a little jealous. Why didn't he tell me about Mike? Then I started to realize, Amanda was right! Why should he tell me about Mike? What kind of friend was I, anyway? After all, I wasn't exactly running to tell him about me and Brett. Come to think of it, he used to always complain to me that nobody was there for him when he needed somebody except for me. Then I went and betrayed him and told what was his deepest secret in front of the whole ball team. I realized that Dustin had replaced me. I wasn't his best friend anymore, Mike was. And now they were having sex. For some reason, I started sniffling a little to myself. It hurt being dumped. Dustin realized what a jerk I was and moved on. I was so stupid to let him slip away like that. Dustin was one of the best friends I could ever have, and I drove him away. Eventually, I got up from the stump and made my way to Brett's house. I did a lot of thinking on my way. As I walked out of the woods, I heard the church bells chime... It was 12:00. **************************************** So ends chapter 10. That's also chapter 31 if I'm not mistaken. We've come a long way from A Day at the Park. Billy and Brett have grown closer, Amanda might actually be human, and what's going on with Dustin? He's been holding back on us... But as we've seen before, he's an expert at hiding things. Perhaps next chapter, Billy will get a chance to talk to him. Or maybe something will happen that will totally screw up everything. Anything can happen in the next two chapters. If you'd like to share your comments or thoughts with me, or you know what change I made to Chapter 9, you can write to me. Here's the addy: vicioussquirrel@hotmail.com Next time, Chapter 11, Saturday Afternoon. We'll see how Billy deals with whet he knows about Dustin, and he'll have to deal with something totally life-altering. See you next time.