Date: Tue, 20 Aug 2002 15:26:16 -0700 From: someone someday Subject: Delayed Pubery Boy--Ch 18 DELAYED PUBERTY BOY--CHAPTER 18 ____________________________________ The next morning when Fred awoke he wished that the prior day's events had been a bad dream, but they weren't and he was reminded of the reality of his situation when he was let out to shower before breakfast. The 25 year old guard stood watching Fred as he disrobed and when, with his back purposefully to the guard, Fred dropped his underwear, and looked down sadly at the still red hairless skin above his penis. He wrapped a towel around himself before turning to face the guard who then escorted him to the curtainless shower stall. Again Fred was careful not to expose his front to the guard as he removed his towel, hung it on the hook and then walked in under the shower head. As Fred washed he stayed facing the wall and when he was done, he backed out of the stall to grab his towel but it was gone. Fred looked at the empty hook in confusion when the guard spoke. "Looking for this" the guard said and Fred craned his head around not turning his hips and saw that the guard was holding his towel some 10 feet behind him. "Can I have the towel please?" Fred asked calmly. "Sure kid, come and get it." "Please just throw it to me." "No" the guard replied "you come over here and get it." Aggravated but not willing to give in, Fred walked backward toward the guard until he was close enough to reach around and take the towel without facing him. "You shy or something?" the guard asked. "Or something" Fred said as he dried before wrapping the towel around himself and then turning to face the guard. "No reason to be shy around me kid...I've seen it all and then some since I've been on this job." Fred said nothing as he walked past the guard and returned to his clothes. Facing the wall, Fred dressed and then followed the guard to the dining area. Fred was the only juvenile in custody so he ate alone until the door opened and his parents and attorney Jeff Connor entered. After an exchange of greetings Fred asked how Jed, John and Mike were doing. He held up fine when they told him of John and Mike's condition, but he started to cry when they told him about Jed. Fred couldn't believe that he had almost killed Jed and the sound of "over 100 stitches" and "plastic surgery" echoed in his brain. "Look Fred" Mr. Connor said "we've got a preliminary hearing before Judge Brack in Juvenile Court in about an hour, so you need to calm down and get prepared." Fred dried his eyes and looked attentively at his lawyer as did his parents. "The main issue today will be custody...whether you have to stay hear until the formal hearing on your case, or whether you can go home." "I want to go home Mr. Connor" Fred pleaded. "I know you do Fred but that's up to the Judge and I think he's going to be hard to convince. I've arranged for Dr. Carl to say some things on your behalf, but if the Judge is inclined to keep you here, I don't want to have to use up too much ammunition fighting over it because the formal hearing will happen real soon...as soon as Jed's final condition has been determined." "How soon...and what does Jed's final condition mean?" Fred's Mom asked. "Let me answer that in reverse order Pam. In order for the prosecution to prepare their case, the full extent of Jed's injuries need to be known...that he's out of danger of dying or coma and that there is no permanent brain damage. Then the hearing will happen quickly...in a matter of days, especially if Fred is ordered to remain here in custody." "Let's just see how it plays out, but Fred we need to make a good first impression with the Judge so you act sorry and when the Judge asks you questions you pause to see if I have any objection or clarification point and then you answer fully and politely and no 'I don't knows'. If he asks why you did it or what you were thinking...and if I green light you to answer, then just tell him fully and honestly." Fred agreed and they spent the rest of the time preparing Fred for the potential questions he might be asked. The guard who watched Fred shower entered the room about 10 minutes before Fred's hearing was to begin and said it was time to go. "Hi Kevin" Jeff Connor said as he rose. "Hi Mr. Connor" the guard replied. Fred figured he'd ask Mr. Connor what the story was with Kevin at a later time. When they arrived at the court room, a prosecuting attorney, Sandra Gross, sat at a table on the left opposite a desk where a court stenographer was seated. No audience was permitted for a juvenile hearing so the only other people in the room were Fred, his lawyer and parents and, standing at the back of the room by the door, guard Kevin. Ms. Gross was a 30 something year old with an attractive figure and face. She looked very professional, if perhaps a little stern. Then Judge Marshall Brack entered and called the hearing to order. Judge Brack was 55 years old and had been handling juvenile cases for over 7 years. The book on him was "fair" and certainly not lenient. He then asked the prosecution to detail the facts of the case. Jeff made a few objections when some of the narrative from Ms. Gross got too accusatory or inflammatory. The Judge upheld all of Jeff's objections and cautioned Ms. Gross to stick to the facts without embellishment. After hearing all the gory details the Judge sat rubbing his temples as he studied Fred's face. "This is very disturbing" the Judge said "I understand the provocation here, but the degree of violence in response seems so excessive. I'm not certain that Fred is not a danger to himself or others right now. There's also the matter of what if any permanent damage the Parker boy will suffer. Also Fred has been reported to the police for fighting before...nothing like this but I'm not ruling out a pattern of violence as opposed to an isolated incident." Fred was struggling with his composure when the Judge said "Mr. Connor do you have anything to say?" "Yes I do Your Honor" and Jeff mounted a plea to let Fred go home, that he wasn't a danger, that the provocation was also extreme especially in view of Fred's recent emergence from delayed puberty, and the Dr. Carl was standing outside the court room and could support Fred's position." "Not today counselor. The doctor can testify can at the formal hearing. Right now the only decision to be made is where Fred should stay until then. I'm ordering that he stay at Juvenile Hall until the earlier of Jed Parker's release from the hospital or 7 days, in which case we'll hold another custody hearing." Fred was weeping at the news when Judge Brack scolded him "Son, I'm not inclined to see you go anywhere until Jed Parker is out of the hospital...he's not going home now so neither are you. That a fair deal and I want you to have time alone to think about what you did, do you understand?" "Yes sir" Fred said meekly looking up to face the Judge through his teary eyes. "Very well, we're adjourned" Judge Brack said as he rose and left the room. They stopped in the hall to tell Dr. Carl why he hadn't been called and what the Judge's decision was. "It's OK Fred I be by to see you every night, OK?" Dr. Carl smiled and Fred nodded and smiled back with mixed emotions of comfort and sexual longing. After spending some time with Fred back at his room, everyone left and Fred sat alone locked in, and he started to sob. Kevin knocked at his door and Fred sat up as he unlocked and entered the room holding a change of clothes: sweat pants, a tee shirt, socks and underwear. "Hey kid...are you OK?" Kevin asked. "Yeah" Fred replied wiping the tears from his face "rough day!" "So I heard" Kevin continued as he placed the clothes on the bed next to Fred and then sat in the chair across the room. "I've never heard of anyone doing what those kids did to you...but then I don't think I've ever heard about someone going as ballistic as you did either." "I know, I wish I could take it back. Well, maybe not what I did to John and Mike...they had it coming, but I didn't mean to fuck Jed up that much...oh shit!" "You're in a tough spot Fred. Sounded like things have been tough on you for a while though...all that delayed puberty stuff. I was a late bloomer myself, I didn't have any real hair until I was 15 and I took a load of shit for it." "Oh yeah" Fred said feeling a sudden sense of camaraderie with Kevin. "Yeah and I was always getting into trouble and my old man would beat the Hell out of me with his belt. He said he'd keep spanking me like a little boy until I grew a dick like a man. God I wanted my hair to come in so I'd stop getting those beatings." "My parents don't beat me but the worst thing is the teasing." Fred said. "No I thought the beatings were the worst" Kevin replied "because he'd make me strip naked in front of him and then lay across his lap like a little kid while he whipped me until I was hysterical. I had to loop my arms around his thigh and hold on tight and if I let go before he was done, he'd hold me down on the floor and beat me longer and harder. It got worse the last 2 years because when I'd climb off him I'd have a hard on and he'd call be a fucking queer and make me stand there until it went down. One time it just wouldn't so he beat on it with his belt until it did...God did that fucking hurt." Fred was all too familiar with post-spanking boners, but he was thankful that he'd never had his dick whipped. "I guess Kevin has seen it all" Fred thought to himself as stood up and started to undress in front of Kevin, this time facing him boldly as he removed his shoes, socks and shirt. After he undid his jeans button and unzipped his fly, Fred hooked his thumbs in the elastic of his underwear and pulled them down at the same time as his jeans. Then Fred stood there, silent and still looking down at his hairlessness as he felt Kevin's eyes upon him. "Jesus Fred, they didn't leave a single one did they?" "Nope...took them all, well I mean I had to. There was nothing else I could do." Kevin rose and kneeled in front of Fred who, sensing his movement, remained still and continued to look down at himself. Then he saw Kevin's approaching hand as it reached out and began to gently rub the reddened area above Fred's limp penis. "Looks like its still pretty tender" Kevin said as he lightly stroked. Kevin was relieved that Fred had not recoiled at his advance and was more relieved as he watched Kevin's small penis begin to swell before him. "Fred" Kevin said as he rubbed "I'm not going to beat around the bush...I'm gay." "I figured that, with the shower thing and all but I don't care...I've done it with guys too. In fact that's all I've done it with so far, but I want to get to girls when I can." "I was the same way, but I finally decided I liked doing it with guys best. Anyway, I know it gets lonely in here so I'd be happy to do it with you." Kevin then took Fred's stirring shaft into his hand without waiting for a reply. As he felt himself harden, Fred said "Sure, why not...beats sitting around crying." Kevin had locked the hallway door as well as Fred's door and he knew he was the only one on duty in the wing as he rose and began to remove his uniform as Fred stood there with his erection pulsing at full mast. Fred soon took note of Kevin's form. He was about 5' 10" with sandy brown hair...not real muscular, but not a wimp and he had a smooth hairless chest and his brown pubic hairs were trimmed much in the manner of Dr. Carl's. "They must have the same barber" Fred laughed to himself. Kevin had a good sized semi-hard penis and long hanging testicles. As Kevin reached back out to touch Fred, Fred returned the gesture and soon he had a large 8" erection in his hand. They stood there stroking each other as Fred rested the side of his head on Kevin's chest and sighed. I one smooth motion Kevin reached down and cradled Fred in his arms and carried him to the bed. Then he kissed Fred full on the mouth and inserted his tongue. As their tongues continued to dance with each other while Fred felt his engorged penis strain and twitch. Then Kevin slid his head down and took Fred into his mouth as he pivoted his hip toward Fred's head. Fred slowly took in the head of the large cock before him and then steadily began to ingest more and more of its shaft. Kevin had no problem with the entirely of young Fred and his rapidly swirling tongue was an exquisite pleasure. Likewise Fred's hot little mouth was sending erotic waves through Kevin as they both continued to suck and moan. Fred didn't want it to end...he didn't want to have to think about the reality of his situation. But, as with all things, this to would cum to and end. Fred went first as he tried to hold back his release but could not. Kevin had felt him shudder and Fred let out a long soft "aaahhhhhhhhh" as his nuts went up inside of him and his first shot of semen released. As he thrust up into Kevin's mouth with each small squirt, Kevin gathered in and swallowed the sweet and salty mixture. Kevin thought Fred was done after the 4th spurt and groan and was surprised when Fred reared back and let another 2 go, and then held his final thrust for several seconds before collapsing back down on the bed. His own climax a great success, Fred stayed attentive to the work at hand with Kevin. He wanted to let Kevin have the same joy he had received, and he wanted a "treatment" to get his hairs going again. As Fred's now soft penis fell from Kevin's mouth, Fred swung around so that Kevin could sit up while Fred finished him. Now kneeling between Kevin's knees, Fred bobbed up and down at a steady pace as Kevin caressed the sides of the soft boyish face that was providing him with such pleasure. Kevin reached down and pulled his testicles away...as far as the stretched skin of his scrotum would allow and then clamped around the top of his balls with his thumb and index finger. He allowed his precum to leak into Fred's waiting mouth and when he could hold back no more, he released his grip and his balls flew high as his discharge fired into Fred's throat with a force he had never felt before. "AAAAGGGGGGHHHHH, OOOOUUUUHHHHHH, HHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Kevin moaned as the less powerful releases followed. Then as Fred was swallowing, Kevin pull his face up and kissed him again. They talked about doing it again soon as they dressed. Fred said he was tired and laid back down on the bed as Kevin left the room. There, standing outside, was Dr. Carl with a stern look on his face and holding a finger to his mouth to demand that Kevin remain silent. After they walked down the hall and out the door, Dr. Carl told Kevin, to his horror, that he had stood outside the door and heard what was going on. Before Kevin could offer any denial or protest Dr. Carl said "Kevin, this is serious and you know it. Don't say a word, I won't say anything for now but you be at my house TONIGHT after your shift...oh and Kevin...prepare to be punished!!!!!!"