Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2005 20:24:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Rebel Subject: Caught with Shadow - Chapter 21 Caught With Shadow By Rebel The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving two young males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Thank you all very much for the encouragement. I really appreciate everyone who has kept after me to continue the story. I DO answer all emails. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel7772005@yahoo.com. * * * * * * * * Chapter 21 -- Cleaning Up the Mess "Yeah, I hear that," Berry muttered as he lay back, waiting for me to turn out the light. I eased myself down into his waiting arms and Berry threw himself up on me and kissed me hard. After my original startle, I returned the kiss for a few minutes, but then gently eased him away from me, knowing that if I didn't, we'd never get to sleep. "Thank you Garret; I love you," he muttered drowsily into my chest. I really felt warm all over at being able to give this wonderful little boy a safe haven from his normal reality. Before I could answer, I heard low, gentle snores emanating from him. I just pulled in the sheet around us and quickly followed suit. I was having the most luscious dream. I couldn't see any faces, but I felt the very distinct pleasure of many hands lightly stroking all over my body. It felt like my skin was being bombarded all over by hundreds of fingers that were there for one thing -- my pleasure. I stretched out so that I could feel more areas being delighted by those many fingertips. All of this was leading me somewhere, but I didn't care, all I wanted was to feel more pleasure. My head was swimming with the sensory overload and I could tell that I was rapidly building to a gigantic climax. My balls started churning and I was hotter than I could ever remember being before. Suddenly, I was there. I heard myself moaning loudly, but nothing seemed to come out of my mouth -- it was all inside my head. I started unloading into this unknown entity that was ready to receive my offerings. `Wait a sec -- something's not right,' my scrambled brain finally thought coherently. I startled awake to find that the feelings were real, and I looked down to see the shadow of a little head working diligently on my cock. I settled back into the pillow, raised my hand to Berry's mop of hair, and slowly stroked him as I slowly regained the real world. "That was a wild dream Berry," I softly whispered as I watched him lick up the remnants of my cum from my pubes. He lifted his head and grinned at me, and I saw that his lips and chin were wet. I pulled him close to me and held him tight. He seemed to search my face momentarily, but then he dove in and kissed me hard, pressing his lips tightly against my open mouth. I could taste my cum in his mouth mixing with my saliva as we dueled with our tongues. He pulled back from the kiss and eased down to my chest, being careful to not break our embrace. "I got horny," he said simply, expecting that that would explain everything. `Oh god, Dillon, what have we opened?' I thought as I slowly stroked his back, wondering what time it was. I looked over toward the big screen TV and focused on the numbers projected by the clock that dad had set up so we could see it in the dark. `5:38 -- damn, does this kid ever stop?' "Berry, we've got school in a couple of hours. We need to get some more sleep," I told the top of his head. "`Kay," he answered and snuggled deeper into my side. I felt him relax more as I slowly drifted back to dreamland. "Beep! Beep! Beep!" I heard the alarm going off somewhere and finally figured out that it was on the table beside us. I slapped it off and looked back over my shoulder to a little sleepyhead stirring on the other side of the bed. I slapped Berry on the butt through the sheet as I scampered off to the bathroom. As I was standing in front of the toilet, I saw Berry stagger in looking like he was still asleep. He leaned against me as he aimed for the bowl, but some still went everywhere else. `I really gotta clean in here today,' I thought casually as I finished up and walked back to the rec room to grab my clothes. Berry followed me and we slipped on our boxers, threw the rest of our clothes in the laundry, and headed upstairs to get dressed. We ran through the house and took refuge in my room as my sisters were carrying on in the bathroom trying to get ready for school too. Berry opened the drawer to grab some clean clothes, and I had the flashing thought of how strange it was to actually look in the drawers for clothes rather than just stacked someplace. We got dressed ready for school, and walked out to the kitchen for breakfast. "Morning guys," mom said as she poured OJ into glasses and set them in front of us. "Wow, you both sure look nice today. Something special going on at school today?" I looked down at my shirt and then over at Berry's and saw that they were the ones we had bought together last week at the mall. I didn't think anything about it when Berry handed it to me this morning when we were getting dressed. "Nah, just a regular school day," I replied as I stuck a forkful of scrambled eggs into my mouth. Mom always makes us a good breakfast and Berry just fit right in. "Berry, with everything that has happened this weekend, if you would like to stay home from school today, I'm sure I can arrange it at your school. You and Susan are in the same school and I know the principal. But Garret, you'll have to stay home too to be with him." I perked up at that; another day out of school was a great idea to me. "Ok mom, I don't mind," I told her, trying to keep calm. "But why? Won't you be here to look after things?" "No honey, I'll be in court. Lt. Anderson told us that since we were looking after Berry, then we could be at court on his behalf to find out what happens. You dad's working, so that only leaves me," she answered as she was moving around the kitchen getting breakfasts set out for the girls. I looked over at Berry, expecting to maybe `high five' or something about getting the day off, but he looked like he was thinking about something. "Mrs. W, would it be ok if I did go to school?" he asked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I dropped the fork back to my plate and stared at the poor boy. "We're supposed to have a test in Geography and I've never missed a test," he went on to explain. I looked at him in total disbelief, and mom seemed to have trouble understanding it too. "Uuhhh...well... yes, I guess that would be best, but... uh... are you sure you're up to it today?" she stammered for a solution. I'm sure his response put her mind into warp overdrive since my sisters and I would do most anything to get a day out of school. "Close your mouth Garret," and I realized that I was so dumbfounded by Berry's question that I was just sitting there with my jaw dropped. I went back to eating my breakfast, silently cussing this "goody-two-shoes" for spoiling my day off from school. School really sucked -- especially when I got there and when Dillon didn't show up, I remembered that he was gonna be gone all week. I heard a few whispers during the morning about what had happened, so I put it together that it was all over school being talked about by the kids' older brothers and sisters. I was finally asked about the weekend fiasco at lunch, and quickly figured out that I wasn't in the mood to deal with it, so I just told anyone who asked that the cops were still investigating, and that I couldn't talk about it. That seemed to satisfy most everyone. For the most part, I was just given a wide berth as I walked through the halls between classes. When the last bell rang, I already had my stuff with me, so I didn't even go back to my locker. I'd had it -- I had to escape the stares, the questions, and the looks of sympathy, even from the teachers. About two minutes later, I had cleared the school grounds and was walking toward home. I saw movement off to my right and I turned to see Berry running full blast toward me from the grade school which was two blocks away. I stopped and waited for him, wondering what had gotten into him. He ran up huffing and puffing like a team engine, and barely got stopped in front of me. "Garret......I wanted......to catch you. ... ...You......goin' home?" I put my hand on his back as he bent over and caught his breath. I picked up his backpack and we both started walking toward home. "I really wanted too... go home with you," he finally got out. "I figured that you'd go straight home since Dillon isn't here, ...so that's why I ran all the way here." We chatted over the next couple of blocks, comparing how bad our day was. As we were walking, a car pulled to the curb beside us. "Hey guys," we heard and both of us turned to see Gabe and Sean in the car. "How are you guys holding up?" Gabe asked out the window as we crouched down. "Yeah, it's all over school about David wrecking the car and killing five people," Sean added. Berry and I just looked at each other, and I could see tears starting to well up in his eyes. "Smooth move, Ex-Lax," Gabe said to Sean, slugging him in the shoulder. "Now you've made out little friend cry," and he started to get out of the door. Sean turned the car off and was next to us in a flash, grabbing Berry in a bear hug. "I'm sorry little dude, I just didn't think," he said looking Berry directly in the eye. "I know," Berry whimpered, "But he is my brother," barely holding it together, but not blubbering either. It took a few minutes but Berry calmed down and we all felt relieved. "I said that wrong guys, but that's what going around the school today, but nobody knows who might have been with him when he wrecked, or if he hit somebody else." Sean was trying to make amends, but also to let us know about some of the rumors that were floating around. I looked over at Berry still wrapped in Sean's big arms and decided that I'd tell them what we knew so far. "Well, that's kinda right," I said, getting their undivided attention. "The cops told us that they put out an APB for David and his car, and about 7 on Saturday night, they were spotted in the Escondido area, and when the cops turned on their sirens, David took off up the Interstate. They got about five miles up the road, and were traveling over 100 mph when he missed a turn and went airborne. Then it came down and rolled from there. There were only three guys in the car, and they didn't hit anyone else, but I guess one of the guys who was in the backseat flew out of the car and he was dead at the scene. David, and his friend Tony," and I saw both guys nodding their heads, so I guess they knew who I was talking about, "Were trapped in the wreckage for a while, and then taken to the hospital. "We were at the hospital yesterday and both David and Tony were listed in critical condition. We only saw David when we were there and he was in a coma. We don't know if he'll make it or not," I told them and they took in the news but didn't say anything for the longest time. "We're really sorry Berry that everything's come down like this," Gabe said with a hitch in his voice. "Are you guys headin' home now? Can we give you a lift?" I looked to Berry for his input and he nodded, so we got in the back and headed the couple of blocks to our house. I saw that mom's car was in the driveway so we were both anxious to find out what happened at court. We thanked Gabe and Sean for the ride and rushed off toward the back door. As we burst through the back door, Sandy was there to greet us and mom was in the kitchen where she had made us a snack. I noticed that the girls were home and everything seemed like it was back to normal. As we ate, mom told us what had gone on in court concerning Berry and his family. "Berry, it was an arraignment hearing today, do you know what that is?" mom asked. Seeing Berry shake his head, she continued, "That's where the prosecutor presents evidence that a crime has been committed and the judge decides if there is sufficient reason to go to trial. The lady prosecutor showed the judge the pictures that we gave to the police, the affidavits from the police officer who was attacked by your father, and statements from other people, including your mother, and the judge decided that your father was to stand trial. I talked to her after the proceedings, and she told me that they have decided that your mother was as much of a victim as you have been, being afraid for her safety as well as yours. "I don't know all of the details, but evidently, they reached an agreement with your mother to testify against both your brother and your father for what has been going on for years, and in return, she will be placed on probation for allowing it to go on for so long without seeking help from the police. I talked to your mother, and she was going to go over to the hospital and check on David and then stop by here and talk to you if you want to. Is that ok with you?" Mom looked nervous about all of this, but I knew that she would do what was best for all of us. Berry was quiet for a long time and I was beginning to wonder if he understood what all was happening. He raised his head and asked, "Can I still stay here with you and Garret?" I looked over at mom and she just stood there. I figured then that there was something that she wasn't telling us, and that's why she was nervous. She finally cleared her throat and answered. "I don't know sweetheart, that kinda depends on your mom, I guess," she replied quietly. I could see that she didn't like this, but I figured that there wasn't a lot that she could do about it. She came around the bar where we were seated, and Berry turned in the stool to look at her. She crouched down to look into his eyes and said, "Berry, honey, you know that you're welcome here for as long as you want to be, but since charges have been dropped against your mom, I guess she'll have the final say. I just don't know. When she comes over, we can talk about all of that if you want, and Garret and I will be right here with you, ok?" Berry just nodded and returned to the plate in front of him. I looked over at mom and shrugged; I didn't have any answers either. Mom sighed and returned to the kitchen counter, getting things ready for dinner. Berry and I finished our snacks, then quietly went to my room and played on the computer to maybe relax a little. About a half hour later, we heard the doorbell ring. Berry and I exchanged looks, then I went to the window to see who was here. "There's a car parked out there, but it's not yours and it's not a police car. Maybe it's just someone for my mom," I told him, but I knew something was going on. About 10 minutes later, there was a light knock on my door. We looked up to see mom open the door. "Berry, your mom's here with a social worker, and we'd like to have you and Garret come into the living room please," she told us. Berry just got up from the chair and headed down the hall looking like he was walking to the gallows. Mom and I followed him into the living room where I saw Berry's mom sitting there and another woman sitting in the opposite chair. Berry just kinda stood there looking at her until mom came up behind him and eased him down on the couch next to her. I sat on the couch next to Berry, just waiting to see what would happen. The `awkward silence' lasted like forever with nobody looking at anyone else until the other lady spoke. "Boys, I'm Mrs. Johnson, a deputy with the Child Protective Services," she said, holding up a badge and identification for us to see. "Mrs. Wilson has told us that she told you about what had happened at court today. Do you have any questions about anything so far?" Berry and I exchanged glances and slowly shook our heads. "Well, let me explain a few things and maybe fill in some gaps. Berry," and she waited until he lifted his head to look at her, "Do you have anything to ask your mother?" "Why?" he whispered and we all were taken a little back with that. "Why did you let them hurt me?" I watched him closely, but it didn't look like he was gonna cry, so I looked over to his mom and saw that she looked like someone had slapped her. She just sat there knotting and unknotting the hanky she had in her hands. It looked like she started to say something a couple of times, but no words came out. Finally, Mrs. Johnson spoke up. "Berry, let me explain some things that you might not know about, and maybe you'll understand your mother. Do you remember when this all started between you and your brother?" she asked. Berry's look never waved from his mom as it looked like he was thinking. "I don't remember how old I was, but the first time I remember being hit by dad was after David had ripped the head off of my x-men action figures and I went crying to him to fix it," Berry said, but there seemed to be a steel edge in his voice. "You were four," was the first I heard his mother say. We all looked at her and then at each other for a second. "And then what happened?" Mrs. Johnson asked. "Dad was mad because I had spilled his drink when I ran into his lap. He told me that I was just a big baby, but when I cried to him that I wanted him to make David stop hitting me and tearing apart my toys, he slapped me across the face and told me to never accuse my brother of anything like that again. Then he made me apologize to David for lying about him and he spanked my butt and made me go to bed," Berry repeated what he'd told the cop on Saturday. "Do you remember anything about your mother after that?" Mrs. Johnson asked. Berry looked up at here with a blank expression on his face. "Maybe something about her arm?" she further asked. Berry still looked lost, so she changed her question and asked, "Did your mom ever have a broken arm... maybe with a cast on it?" Berry looked up suddenly just like a light bulb had gone off. "Was that at the same time?" he asked, looking back over at his mother and she nodded. "Yes Berry, we have looked at the hospital records, and it seems that she went to the emergency room at 10:30 that night, and told them that she had fallen down the stairs. What actually happened was that your mother fought for you with your dad and he threw her against the table. THAT's what broke her arm, Berry, not falling down the stairs." You could almost see the gears turning as Berry processed all of this, trying to make it fit into his world. His eyes started to fill and he turned his head toward his mother. "Is that true?" he asked her. She nodded her head and suddenly Berry ran around the coffee table and straight into his mother's arm. After about five minutes of crying into his mother's shoulder with her gently stroking his back, he pulled back away from her and asked, "And the black eyes, and the sprained ankle?" to which she just nodded her head. "Baby, he was to strong and I couldn't save you. All I could do was watch as you grew up in fear. Thank goodness, you're as smart as you are and quickly learned how to deal with it on your own. Do you remember when I was gone for 3 months that time, staying at that place across town?" she asked him looking into those big, sad, puppy dog eyes of his. "Yes, I remember, dad said you were mad at us and was just living away from us until he could get you to come back home," Berry told her. "That's not true Berry. One night after a bad fight, I went to the police and swore out a complaint. You know how powerful your father is, how many powerful friends he has," and Berry nodded his head, "Well, he got one of his judge friends to declare me unfit and needed to be committed. That place where I was at was a private sanitarium, Berry, I couldn't leave. You father told me that the only way I would ever get out of there was to never cross him again, and to do whatever I was told. I had to agree to that Berry, if I didn't, I'd never see you again, and was scared about what would happen if I wasn't there. I'm so sorry I was so weak." They were both crying now and just holding each other close. I looked over to mom and could see that she had tears in her eyes too. Mrs. Johnson nodded her head in agreement and indicated a folder she had in her lap when I looked over to her. All of this had me floored, so I just sat back into the couch and exhaled loudly, trying to get my thoughts together. We were all quiet for a long time after that. Finally, Berry looked up at her and asked, "So... what happens now?" "That's my cue," Mrs. Johnson interjected. "Berry, your mother has been charged with a crime," which made us all look hard at her, "For neglecting you and your situation. Buuuuutttt... after explaining everything to the prosecutor's office and the police, and finding the corroborating evidence, they agree that your mother was under extreme duress and not capable of doing much about the circumstances. I think your dad taking a swing at the arresting officer went a long way to show everyone about his violent temper when he's crossed," and she kinda chuckled at that. "Anyway, the DA has agreed to probation for your mother, in exchange for her testimony against your dad and your brother." We all just sat there, kinda numb to all of the changes coming so fast into our lives. "Your mother will go to court on Thursday and be sentenced by a judge, but until then she's out on bail. Because of that, she cannot have unsupervised contact with you. Mrs. Wilson here has told us that you are welcome to stay here as long as you need to. It is highly irregular, but your mother has signed the necessary paperwork to have you placed here by the juvenile court rather than having to go to a foster home. My boss has left the final decision up to me, and after seeing that you're happy and like being with your friend, and talking with Mrs. Wilson, I have decided to leave things as they are and let you stay here. Is that ok with you?" We all just looked at Berry, but I already knew what his answer would be. He pulled away from his mom and walked across to me, took my hand, and turned toward Mrs. Johnson. "This is the first time that I've felt safe in a long time, and Garret is the best friend anyone could have. Thank you for letting me stay here. You've explained most everything, but what's gonna happen to David?" "I'm sorry Berry, I don't know anything about what's happening with his case. We only deal with juveniles, and I understand that David is being handled as an adult," Mrs. Johnson replied. We chit-chatted for a while longer with Berry getting a few more answers to his questions. The bottom line was that he could visit his brother if he wished, but he was to stay away from his house unless he was accompanied by an adult because his mom would be staying there. They got up to leave and Berry went over, and hugged and kissed his mom goodbye, then we went downstairs to the rec room. He wasn't in the mood to talk, so I just left him alone and we watched a couple of new DVD's before dinner. After dinner, Berry just wanted to work on his homework, so we went to my room and actually studied; I guess Berry being here was rubbing off on me. About 10 o'clock, we told mom and dad good night and headed downstairs. He wasn't in the mood to play around, and I guess it carried over to me. Sandy curled up on the floor, Berry snuggled in close to me spoon fashion and wrapped my arm around him, and we were asleep in two shakes. The next couple of days were uneventful, and it seemed like all of us were just going through the motions of living and getting through the day. My sisters were even subdued compared to how they usually are. I guess we were all just waiting for the next catastrophe to hit. Berry was pretty good company and played with Sandy well, but I did miss Dillon and couldn't wait until the weekend for him to get back. Berry and I did make it over to the park and played a little basketball with Gabe and Sean, but it just wasn't the same without Dillon around. I made a call to Blaine on Tuesday night and we chatted for about an hour. It seemed like his life had gotten quite full lately too, and we compared notes about Berry and the police, and he was telling me about a guy he had met downtown somewhere, and about a boxboy he had met at our supermarket. I finally got out of him that the boxboy's name was Jerry, and he was a redhead too. I had to think a minute, but then I remembered that I'd seen the guy when I went with my mom shopping a few times. I asked if it was still an option that we could talk sometime, and he was glad to have the opportunity -- whenever I felt like stopping over. I apologized for not following up on the note I had left the week before, but with everything that had been happening with Dillon, Berry, and me... He understood completely, and told me not to worry, but just get in touch if I needed someone to talk too, especially since Dillon wasn't here. I told Berry a little bit about Blaine being a friend of mine and Dillon, but he was preoccupied, and didn't seem too interested. I guess I would be too if everything in my life was suddenly turned upside down. One good thing that happened was that mom noticed that Berry was real affectionate toward me. She took me aside one day after school while Berry was doing homework in my room, and asked me if I was ok with all of the affection he seemed to show toward me, what with all of the hand-holding and all. "Yeah, it's ok mom," I replied, not sure of where she was going with this. "He just needs a friend right now, and there really isn't anybody else." I sure hoped she hadn't seen anything downstairs when we were sleeping, because we were both always naked, and Berry really wanted to be held most of the time, so we were sometimes in `compromising positions' when we woke up. "I'm glad to hear that Garret, you really are a special boy. I know that you two have slept together since he's been staying here, and your dad mentioned that you're usually snuggled close together when he's gone down there a couple of times." `Oh, oh,' I thought, `what's she gonna do now?' "I thinks it's great that you're such good friends; I was just wondering if YOU were ok with all of that," she followed with. "We'll make sure that the girls give you guys your privacy, so please don't be embarrassed by being close to him, or showing him the affection that he so desperately needs right now." I was amazed that she knew so much, and I got the very definitely feeling that she was telling me more than just what her words were telling me. I looked deep into her eyes, but I couldn't read a thing. All I saw was the same laughing eyes that I had always known growing up. It felt like she was wanting me to say something, but I didn't know what or how to try and explain what I was feeling toward Dillon, and to a lesser degree, toward Berry. It wasn't that I was ashamed of anything, I had just never thought that much about it, and didn't know what to say. "Well honey, I just want you to remember that we love you," she started with as I looked deep into her eyes, "And we will -- no matter what, ok?" Then she did the mother thing and pulled me into a tight squeeze. I didn't know quite what to make of all of this, so I just put my arms around her too and hugged her back. After a few seconds, she pulled back and looked back into my eyes. "I just wanted you to know that whatever you can do to help Berry is ok with us. Just let us know when you guys leave and where you're going. Right now, with the police involved and not knowing what's gonna happen with his dad and all, we need to keep a real tight rein on things, ok?" Now that I understood what she was saying, I relaxed a little. "Sure mom, we will," and I started back to my room. "And Dillon will too -- you know that," I said as I headed back down the hall, wondering just what it was that she was REALLY getting at. I walked in on Berry and he was still working hard on his homework. `I gotta get him involved in other stuff,' I thought, `this homework stuff is waayyy over the top.' "Berry, don't you do anything else besides homework and play video games?" I asked as I picked up a football and lazily tossed it in the air and caught it as I flopped down on my bed. Berry looked up from my desk and peered at me over the top of his glasses, looking for all the world like Harry Potter. He had a blank expression on his face like it had never occurred to him that there might be other things to do. "I mean, like maybe go to a movie or something?" "Well... uuhhh... I never had anyone ask me before," he said, looking like a little lost boy. "I usually just watch movies on tape or DVD that I could get mom to rent, but I haven't been to a theatre in a long time." I couldn't believe what I was hearing; where had this kid been all of his life. Then I remembered what his life had been like and I mentally kicked myself for thinking that. "Well, let's go see that new "Star Wars" movie tonight," I told him and he seemed to perk up. "Yeah... ok... this can wait `til tomorrow; it's not due until next week anyway," Berry replied and seemed to get more animated. I almost smirked at his drastic change, but something told me that THAT would be just the wrong thing to do right then. "What time?" he asked, taking me by surprise. "I don't know; let's go ask mom and see if she can take us," I answered and we headed out to find mom. After we got something to eat, mom took us to the mall and dropped us off, saying that either she or dad would be there at 9:30 to pick us up afterward. I watched Berry as just the two of us walked through the mall, headed to the Mega-Plex. He looked like a kid in a candy store, just looking around at everything. "Haven't you ever been here before Berry? It's real close to home." "No," he quietly replied. "Mom always bought clothes and things for me and brought them home. Dad would never let me go out with her anywhere, and the few places he took me, like to the doctor and stuff, we'd just go straight there and come right back. The only place I could go by myself was to school, and then I had to be right home afterward." As he quietly explained, it opened a door for me to see that there was a lot more going on with him than we've heard about. I threw my arm around his shoulder and fell into step with him as we walked. He looked up at me and smiled, and then he slid tighter to me as we got close to the theatre complex. I bought tickets and we went in with Berry still gawking at everything. Since we'd just eaten, we bypassed the overpriced concession stand and headed straight in to find some seats. Since "Star Wars" had been playing for a week, it wasn't really crowded. I saw a couple of friends from school, but since Berry wasn't good around other people yet, we found a couple of seats by ourselves and enjoyed the movie. A few times, during the kinda scary action parts, he'd grabbed my hand and held on tight. I was just having fun watching him enjoy his first night out. After the movie, I saw that we had some time so I suggested that we go down to Coldstone and get an ice cream. Since he just looked at me with that blank stare I learned to recognize, I just took his hand and led him off in the direction of the ice cream parlor. "Won't your folks get mad at us for not being outside waiting for them?" he asked. "Nah, we've got a few minutes," I told him as we walked. "Besides, what are they gonna do, go home without us?" and I kinda chuckled. "My dad would have," he softly said, so I decided that maybe I needed to expand his learning some and maybe get into some trouble. `Hmmm, this could be fun,' I thought as we walked, trying to come up with something that wouldn't be too bad, but still... We got ourselves each double-dip cones and then headed for the door, arriving only a few minutes after 9:30. As we walked out the door, I saw dad's SUV pull in the parking lot and head toward us. "Well that's a surprise Garret," my dad said as I opened the door. "Berry, I know that Garret being here on time just has to be your doing -- thank you." "Ah dad," I whined, "I'm not THAT bad," I said as I latched the seatbelt. We drove home with more friendly banter between us, and Berry finally added his two cent's worth when I reached back and grabbed his knee and tickled. Mom saw the three of us come joking and stumbling into the house and seemed taken back by it. "You guys sure are in a good mood. I'm glad you had a good time Berry," she said to us. "Yeah, it was the best, and then Garret took me to this ice cream place, and I thought that we'd be late getting to the door to meet Mr. W," Berry replied. "They were coming out the door when I drove in hon, a real first for Garret. I didn't even have to go in and find him like we usually do," dad told her. "I'm not that bad," I tried to get across -- again. Mom looked at dad, and then they both looked over to me. "Yes, you are," they both replied in unison like twins or something. Then mom told Berry, "Usually Berry, we have to spend a half hour trying to find him in the mall. He's real bad about remembering the time. You've been a good influence on him." Obviously, they weren't going to listen to anything I have to say. "Come on Berry, let's go to bed before they come up with more lies about me," I said as I reached for his hand and stuck my tongue out at my mom, which only started both mom and dad giggling more. We headed downstairs to the rec room and started to undress. "Wow, your family really has fun with each other, don't they," Berry commented as he undid his jeans and let them slip to the floor. I noticed that he was wearing powder blue bikini briefs that really set off his cute little butt. I had only jacked off a couple of times in the shower since Sunday night, and I could feel that I was starting to get hard. We finished stripping and going through the rest of the things to get ready for bed. I noticed that Berry was as hard as I was, so I was hoping that maybe he'd feel like doing something tonight. We lay down on the bed and snuggled for a minute, and then I rolled over to turn out the light. Before I could roll back, I felt Berry's cock slide unobtrusively between my thighs and then his pubes push firmly against my cheeks. "Are you ok with this?" I said over my shoulder as I reached behind him and pulled on his butt cheeks to get him closer to me. "Unh-huh," he murmured into my ear. "You feel so good, but I didn't know if you'd let me or not." "Why not?" I whispered back to him. "You can do anything you want to me Berry, I thought you knew that." "Well... yeah, you told me," he whispered back, "But I was still kinda worried. You really mean that it's ok if I fuck you?" "Sure, just grab the lube and--" he showed me the lube already in his fist. "Hehehe, I guess you were ready huh," I chuckled back to him. I heard him snap the top on the tube and felt him smear some lube on my butt, finally actually getting some on my hole as he didn't seem to want to break the connection he had with his cock. I felt him slip his cock back into his hand, and the head slid easily up my perineum and right into my waiting and relaxed hole. His dick is only about the same size as one of Dillon's fingers, so there was no pain and I was actually feeling him start moving inside of me. He was taking his time this time around and I could feel that he was slowly thrusting fully in and pulling back out. It was an easy rhythm and I started to answer his thrusts with pushes of my own. I was sure that since he was so new to all of this that he wouldn't last too long, and I was right. Within a minute or so, I felt his speed increase and his thrusts become more erratic as I heard his breathing start to go into gasps, so I crossed my ankles to get leverage and tightened every muscle I could feel in my legs and butt to make it as good for him as I could. As he reached his climax, he froze behind me, so I relaxed a bit and started to thrust forward and back to try to prolong it for him. I felt him shudder a couple more times, and he tightened his grip around my shoulders. I continued with my movements and suddenly he froze up again and he started to scream out, but thankfully stuck his mouth onto my shoulder rather than calling out. After several more strokes, I felt him shudder hard, almost like a spasm of some kind, and then fall back away from me and his cock make a sudden departure from my ass. I thought he must have had one hell of an orgasm until I looked back at him lying there with his mouth open and his eyes rolled back. I panicked and spun around trying to get to him. As I got up to his face, his eyes fluttered and he grinned up at me. "Wha... what was that?!" he gasped out at me. I felt relieved as I saw him returning to normal. "I...uh...I think you passed out from overload or something," I answered, and then chuckled, "I think you had two orgasms this time." He raised his hand and had three fingers pointed up. "THREE?" I asked, incredulous at seeing his hand. He slowly nodded his head and I relaxed back away from him onto the pillow. "Wow, that must have been something else," I whispered over to him. "Yeah, that was the best yet Garret. Thank you, thank you," and he threw himself over me, covering my lips with his and snaking his tongue as deep inside as he could get. `Wow, this kid can kiss,' I thought as I got over my initial surprise and melted into him. As he moved his tongue around, I felt his little hand wrap around my hard cock and slowly stroke up and down the shaft. I was starting to get back to the arousal I felt before I had a heart attack when I thought I'd killed poor Berry. His other hand wormed his way between our bodies and pinched on my nipple, causing me to moan out loud. He kept stroking me as he eased off the kiss and moved his lips to my other erect nipple, suckling like from his momma's teat. "Ohhh Ggaawwdddd, Berry," I moaned into his ear. `For just being introduced to full on, boy-boy sex about a week ago, he sure has learned a lot,' I thought in astonishment. My head started swirling around and I knew I was starting that spiral climb to orgasm. Suddenly everything stopped at once, and I was felt high and dry and feeling chilled. I opened my eyes and saw Berry reaching for the tube of KY again. I barely registered his movements before I felt his slick hand reach over my cockhead and shaft and lightly coat it. Then in one movement, he swung one leg over my belly and sat down on my rigid dick in one smooth, even stroke. He bottomed out, firmly planted on my pubic bone, and he just moved side to side, sending electrifying feelings through my cock impaled deep within his hot, tight chute. He slowly started to rise just a bit, and then fell back down, hard, ramming my cock back up inside of him. I looked up at Berry's face and saw a blissful smile take over his features. He slid his nimble fingers up to my nipples, and none to gently, started to work them over between his fingers and his nails. Within seconds, it felt like he'd never stopped and was again spiraling rapidly toward heaven. I reached up with my hands, one to his little nipple on his smooth chest, and the other taking his still hard spike between my fingers. The skin on his circumcised cocklet was so taught, I was glad he still had some residual lube to make my fingers slide. We both started breathing faster and I was wondering which one of us would get there first. Suddenly Berry sat upright and froze into place and I felt his hard cock throb in my fingers and jerk up toward his belly. His tunnel clinched so tight around my cock shaft, I wasn't sure if I'd survive, but I WAS THERE!!!!! "OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh BERRY!!!!" I groaned out as my head swirled and bursts of light and heat went off all over. I could see bright colors everywhere..... and feel warm and cold sensations at the same time, all centered on my cock but seeming to be everywhere at once -- all at the same time. All I could do was to hang on for the roller coaster ride. As my mind slowly came back into my body, and I started to realize where I was, I looked up to see Berry still riding high above me, trying to regain his own equilibrium. He gasped a large breath of air and realized that he had been holding his breath. His eyes re-focused and he looked down at me, grinning from ear to ear. He leaned down and lightly kissed my lips as he rose off of my spent dick and eased over to lie beside me. "I love you Garret," he whispered lightly into me ear. I tensed a little, wondering what Dillon would think of THIS development. "Oh, not like Dillon and you love each other, but like the nice brother I should have had," he added when he felt me tense. "I love you too Berry, but I think we need to get some sleep for school in the morning, and besides, I'm beat," I whispered back to him. Berry snuggled down into our embrace and laid his head on my chest. A couple of minutes later, his light snoring let me know that he was already asleep. All I could do was marvel at his total involvement in whatever he was doing at the time. Now that things had calmed down for the day, he was totally and completely relaxed and at peace. I held him lightly as I too drifted off. To Be Continued...