Continuing Theo's Education

By Pink Panther

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Chapter Twenty

Brandon

After taking a few seconds to get my breathing back under control, I carefully pull out. As Theo rolls onto his side, I join him on the bed.

"That was awesome!" I breathe, snuggling right up to him.

"It was for me too!" he responds, smiling.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but why did you want me to do it like that?"

"Two reasons," he responds, his eyes sparkling. "First of all, so I didn't have your weight on me. You're too heavy to be lying on top of me! And getting down on all-fours helps the muscles around my bum-hole to relax. It makes it easier for your cock to go into me."

"Oh right! I'll remember that!"

"Now let me ask you something. Last Sunday, were you angry about what Daddy did?"

"I was at the time, but when he showed me that video, I realised it needed to happen. I'd be acting like a total dickhead! I was disgusted with myself. My mum would have been horrified!" I pause for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts. "When your dad started talking to me," I continue, "he was so calm and sensible, I just knew I had to listen. It was like he was offering me a chance to make a fresh start, and I needed to take it, yeah?"

"Well, I'm really pleased you did! And Daddy will do what he said he would. He always does!"

"Cool! My turn now! Does you dad fuck you?"

"No, not yet anyway. He's into boys like you; you know, ones who can cum!"

"Oh right! But you got back from France, what, three weeks ago?"

"Yeah!"

"And you've been having sex since you got back, you must have been! So, who was that with?"

"A boy called Alejandro. He's twelve, and really nice! He's not all that big though, except for his cock! Well, his daddy's a friend of my daddy, yeah?"

"Alejandro?" I query.

"Yeah! It's Spanish; that's where his mum was from. But she bailed when he was five; he hasn't seen her since."

So, Theo lives with his daddy and this Alejandro kid lives with his. I know it sounds like they've got some sort of paedo ring going on, but I'm not going to say anything. Theo's dad's alright! Since Mum died, he's the only person that's actually listened to me!

"I'm really looking forward to seeing your dad again," I say, quietly changing the subject.

"He'll be really pleased with the way your week's gone!" Theo assures me, smiling. "Then he'll want to talk to you about what you've got coming up, like going back to school and that. But he won't tell you what to do. He'll just chat it through and ask lots of questions, so by the end, you'll have worked it out for yourself."

"Cool!" I respond, grinning back.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Mike

At quarter to two, I arrive to collect the boys. Sarah answers the door.

"Hi!" she says brightly. "They're up in Brandon's room. I think they're playing computer games."

"How have they been getting on?"

"Very well! Much better than they did the first time. I guess they must be getting used to each other. Are you sure you don't mind Brandon coming back to your place?"

"Not at all! I'll drop him back about five. It's no trouble!"

"Okay! I'd better call them!"

"Theo!" she calls up the stairs. "Daddy's here!"

Moments later, they appear. As soon as I see them, I know things have gone well. Not only do they look happy individually, they look very comfortable with each other. That has to be good!

We head out to the car. To my surprise, they decide to sit together on the back seat. Does that mean what I think it does? I can't really ask about it now, but it doesn't matter; I'll find out as soon as we get home!

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Mike

Back at the apartment, I fix cold drinks for us all and we wander into the lounge.

"Brandon," I say quietly, smiling at him. "I just need a quick word with Theo. We won't be long!"

I usher Theo into my room, closing the door behind us.

"Well?" I demand. "How did it go?"

"Very well, thank you Daddy!"

"Excellent! Coming back here, you looked very comfortable with each other."

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Does that mean you invited him to get into bed with you?"

"Not the first night," he explains. "He'd been really nice all evening, but I didn't think that was long enough. I wanted to make sure he'd earned it."

"Good for you!"

"Well, yesterday, he carried on just the same. Every so often, I'd look into his eyes. When I was there before, even when he was pretending to be nice, I could see in his eyes that he really wasn't. But this time I never saw anything like that."

"That's brilliant!" I say, grinning from ear to ear. "The first time I met him, I sensed that there was something off about him, only I couldn't put my finger on what it was. But you're absolutely right! It was in his eyes! So what happened next?"

"Well, on Friday night when we went to bed, I left my underpants on, to let him know I wasn't up for him doing anything. But last night, I didn't. Anyway, when I woke up this morning, he was still in his bed. I was really horny, so I asked him if he'd like to join me."

"And?"

"He did exactly what you told him to do. He let me lead the way. He never tried to push me into anything."

"You enjoyed it, then?"

"Yeah, it was awesome! We kissed. We sucked each other. It was amazing! I'm pretty sure he must have been doing that with Jamie because he just did it all, yeah?"

"Wonderful! So how far did you go?"

"All the way, of course! Only we did it with me on all-fours and my feet sticking out past the foot of the bed, and him standing behind me."

"Sexy little boy!"

"Afterwards, he asked me why I'd wanted him to do it like that. It wasn't because he didn't like it; he just wanted to know, so I explained it to him. Then we chatted for ages. He told me how much he appreciated you talking to him to him the way you did. He said it was like you were offering him the chance to sort himself out."

"That was the idea," I say, smiling, "but there were no guarantees, so I'm very pleased that it worked! Okay! I guess I'm ready to talk to him now!"

I take Theo back to the lounge.

"Okay, Brandon," I say smiling. "It's time you and I had a chat. Would you like to come through?"

Looking a little nervous, he allows me to shepherd him into my room.

"Make yourself comfortable," I say brightly, pointing to the side of the bed.

After closing the door, I sit on my office chair, turning to face him.

"Now, I already know that you and Theo got together this morning, and that you did exactly what I asked you to do, so well done for that! I also know that Theo really enjoyed it. So, how was it for you?"

"It was amazing! Until this week, I hadn't realised that sex with another boy could be like that!"

"Yes. I understand you've made your peace with your friend Jamie?"

"Yeah, I apologised to him like I said I would. I just knew it was something I needed to do. I thought he'd tell me off for treating him so badly, but he didn't, not at all! He was so pleased that he'd got `the real me' back! I couldn't believe it! So, I've had a fantastic week; the best since, you know . . ."

"Yes, I understand."

"And d'you know what the best part was?"

"Tell me!"

"After we'd had sex, I didn't feel bad about it."

"So, are you saying that after you'd had sex previously, you did feel bad?"

"Yeah! Once I'd come down from the buzz of actually doing it, I used to feel like shit."

"And why d'you think that was?"

"Because I knew deep down that I shouldn't have done it, or at least I shouldn't have done it like that."

"I think that's exactly right," I say gently. "Before, you were forcing yourself on the other boy, and that can never be right. But during the past week you've been with a boy you really like and who really likes you, just making each other feel good. And where's the harm in that?"

"I must have been stupid!" he says, shaking his head. "I was so obsessed with the idea that I couldn't be gay that I couldn't see it."

"One thing that puzzles me," I say, changing the subject, "is that after your mum died, your dad didn't send you to boarding school."

"He did!" Brandon responds. "I didn't want to go because it meant leaving all my friends behind, but I wasn't given a choice. The September after Mum passed, I started at this school down in Sussex."

"So, what happened?"

"Well, it was pretty tough at first. I'd never played rugby before; I'd never had to have communal showers either."

"Was this an all-boys' school?"

"Yeah! Fortunately, the classmates I was sharing a dorm with were all really nice! They helped me a lot. Anyway, my birthday's in September, so I'd only been there a few weeks when I turned eleven. At the same time, I'd started growing really fast, my boy-parts especially. Of course, I got hard-ons like all the time!"

"Oh! Welcome to Hard-On Central!" I interrupt, smiling. "I remember what that was like!"

"The weird thing was that none of the other boys in the dorm was growing like I was, but they knew way more about what was happening than I did."

"That's not a surprise. Boys' boarding schools are like that."

"Well, one of the boys in my dorm, Luke, was really cute looking; a bit cheeky too. Now he was the `younger friend' of Henry Thompson, who was two years older than us, and one of the school's star rugby players. So, he was having sex with Luke. But there was a problem. As well as rugby training, Henry had to attend extra classes to help him get through the Common Entrance exam."

"Not the brightest, then?"

"Not in class. He was very nice though, and really good-looking! Everybody liked him! Anyway, quite often Luke was free when Henry wasn't, and when that happened, Luke would go with another boy. He knew he wasn't supposed to; he just did it anyway!"

"That was very naughty of him!" I say, grinning. "Carry on!"

"Well, a few days after half term – my cock had grown quite a bit by then – Luke asked me if he'd like him `to help me out'. I didn't know exactly what he meant but I just couldn't say `No.'! So, we sneaked into one of the toilet stalls and pulled each other's shorts and pants down. Then he sat on the toilet and sucked me off. He gave me my first ever dry-cum! It was so exciting! I couldn't believe it!"

"Definitely not something you'd forget in a hurry!"

"Anyway, after that, anytime we were free when Henry wasn't, Luke would ask me and I'd say `Yes.' I couldn't get enough of it!"

"Right! I'm guessing now that Henry found out and didn't like it."

"Actually, that wasn't it," Brandon tells me. "There was this kid in the year above us called Justin Price. He was a total prick, always poking his nose in where it wasn't wanted. We hated him! Well, it turned out that he'd hoped he'd be Henry's younger friend, so he was well pissed off when Henry chose Luke instead. Anyway, he found out what we were up to and grassed us up to the deputy head, so we got caught, yeah?"

"What were you doing at the time?"

"The same; Luke was sitting on the toilet sucking my dick. Anyway, they kicked us both out. If Justin was thinking that with Luke out of the way, Henry would turn to him, he was well wrong! The rugby captain was besties with Henry, and he put the word out that outside class, nobody was to talk to Justin. They were to completely ignore him! Of course, he went bleating to the deputy head, but he couldn't do anything. I believe Justin left not long afterwards."

"It seems to me that Luke was the real target," I suggest. "You were just collateral damage, and that's tough!"

"Yeah, and Dad made it worse. He was really unpleasant about it. He wouldn't let me explain what happened or anything. He just didn't want to know! The headmaster told him that if he applied to send me to another boarding school, the new school would ask them for a reference, and they would have to tell them why I was asked to leave. So, I was screwed! I just went back to the primary school where I'd been before. It wasn't too bad. At least I had Jamie and my other friends."

"Does your step-mum know about this?" I ask.

"I wouldn't think so. Dad wants to pretend it never happened, like he's airbrushed it out of history."

I take a deep breath. That was hard to listen to. Of course, what Brandon's just told me doesn't excuse the way he treated Jamie and Theo, but it does help to explain how his head got so badly messed up.