Date: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 16:58:39 +0000 From: Brad Subject: I Wish I Knew - Chapter 5 This story involves consensual sexual relationships between males of different generations. It may include relationships between adult males, young men, teens and adolescents. This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to people, names or situations living or dead is completely coincidental. This story will include graphic depictions of consensual\sexual acts between males of varying ages. If this material is illegal in your area or if it is offensive to you then leave now. This story is to be posted only on the Nifty Archive in the adult/youth section and its sister sites. It should not be reposted without the expressed written consent of the author. Please remember that the Nifty Archive is a free site for all readers and authors but it would not be possible without donations from its patrons. All donations are welcome and every bit helps keep this site free to the public. Take a few minutes to follow the link and support an awesome site. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html So I appreciate all the people that emailed me about this story last week. Clearly there were a lot more people reading it then I thought. So here is Chapter 5 with a Chapter 6 already partly written and to be posted next week. I promise that the next chapter will include some very fun scenes and some answers left from the questions still lingering after this one. Feedback is appreciated and can be sent to bradgoodman30@hotmail.com I Wish I Knew Chapter 5 By: Brad Goodman Sitting around the picnic table at David and Adam's campsite we were all talking about how David and I had just narrowly avoided being caught by a camper not with our group. At 23 years old, I had just avoided being discovered after having the most incredible sex of my life with a 12 and half year old boy in the public showers. The boys and I were dressed in our dry swim suits and watching as people from the group began returning from the paddleboats. The excitement and bliss still on our faces from our incredible sexual romp which had just ended minutes before. We saw Barrett and his parents return and he quickly joined us as we changed the conversation to the impending volleyball game. Soon my parents came back walking with Ben and his family. I noticed Ben's mother and mine talking like they were old friends. Ben came bounding up to us and sat down quickly joining in on the conversation about the volleyball game and other innocuous topics. It was only abut 3:00pm and the game was not set to begin until 4:00pm so we had some time to kill. I suggested we throw a football around and Barrett ran to his camper to get it. As we waited for him to return, I saw that Ben's parents were having a lively discussion and they kept staring at me. I became self conscious wondering if Ben had said something to them about our activity. I could see them speaking to one another using hushed voices but his dad kept pointing at me and arguing with his wife. My mind began to fill with scenarios of Ben telling his parents about me giving him a blow job this morning. My stomach felt sick and I did not feel like playing football with the boys anymore. Finally, the two seemed to reach some sort of agreement and then they looked directly at me. Ben's parents walked over to us and they asked if I would be kind enough to help them gather some firewood for later that night. His mother mentioned that she had seen some fallen branches and trees as they drove into the camp grounds the day before that would be perfect. I agreed and we loaded into their Blue Chevy Tahoe and then drove off towards the exit where she had seen the potential firewood. I was somewhat relieved because I thought they were discussing me helping them and not anything I had done with Ben. It only took about 10 minutes to reach the destination and I thought everyone in the vehicle was awfully silent as we headed there. We got out of the SUV and then proceeded to a spot where there were a lot of branches and fallen trees. I began surveying what would be good to take back when Ben's mother approached me. "Hi Brad" she began. "I know we really haven't met but my name is Sheila." "Nice to formally meet you" I told her. The woman shook my hand and then proceeded. "Ben Sr. and I wanted to get you alone to talk with you about BJ. He is a special boy and we understand he has special needs." I was puzzled by this statement because the boy did not seem to have special needs at all. I began to wonder if he was ADD or ADHA or if it was something more serious like HIV or AIDS. Unfortunately, being young and having just had oral sex with their son had my mind go to this assumption, albeit unreasonable or highly unlikely. My mind raced and I mumbled out "Special needs?" "Yes, sort of" the woman replied. "We know BJ is gay and we know he likes young, fit and strong men such as yourself." My mouth dropped open and I felt like I was going to throw up. Nothing good was about to come from this conversation. I just stood there staring off into the trees and hoping she didn't say what I knew she was about too. "I am a research psychologist that has worked on several studies involving gay youth and some others involving alternative sexuality. I have seen the signs in BJ since he was a small boy and in the past few years we have seen the pictures and websites he looks at online. Ben Sr. even caught him masturbating to a picture of a nude young man that looked very much like you." I looked at Ben's father and he seemed to be staring me down. The calm demeanor that Sheila discussed all this seemed to be lost on the man who was infuriated with me. I felt my stomach turning in knots as I felt I could be sick at any moment. "So we know he wants to be sexually active with a nice smart and funny young man like you but we are not comfortable with such things happening. Do you understand?" I shook my head no but I was pretty certain I did completely understand the woman. Ben's father rushed up and yelled in my face. "You think I am stupid or something. I saw your cum all over the floor in Ben's shower you son of a bitch." The man said angrily. "Calm down Ben!" Sheila interjected. "No, you said it was shampoo." I sputtered out. "Shampoo!" the man screamed. "You must think I am really stupid! I know cum when I see it. Did you fuck my son?" I shook my head from side to side saying "no" over and over. Sheila stepped in between the thin bald man and I and placed a hand on his chest. "Relax, Ben don't get too worked up. Remember what the doctor said about your blood pressure." The man took several deep breaths and took a couple of steps back. "Brad, I spent this morning talking with your mother and Geri and they speak very highly of you. In fact, Diane (Adam and David's mother) as well as everyone from your church group spoke of you in glowing terms. I know you are a good kid and sometimes young men make mistakes." In my mind I kept begging and pleading for her not to say anything else and to let the subject drop but she went on. "I don't want BJ to get hurt and I don't want you to go to jail. It would be horrible to put him through a trial and all the questions that doctors, psychologists and lawyers would ask not to mention the police. And then his friends would ostracize him and single him out because of his feelings for men. I just hate to do that." I had no idea what Sheila was saying and I was trying to make sense of it feeling that I knew I had crossed the line and now my life was going to be over before it began. All I heard was jail, lawyers and police to be honest. My heart raced and I was sweating profusely as she continued. "It is important that you be honest right now and tell us what happened this morning between you and Ben in the showers." Sheila explained. "Nothing...nothing happened." I told them. Ben's father seemed to get angrier. "Listen you little shit. I don't want to hear your fucking lies. One more lie and I swear I call the cops and have your child fucking ass thrown in jail. Do you think I would get upset if BJ wasted ten cents worth of shampoo. It was the only way I could contain my anger when I saw the cum on the floor. I knew it wasn't his because he is just barely 13 and doesn't squirt that much." "It probably was his cum, a lot of guys start shooting like that at this age. I did." I said trying to convince them. "Bull shit" Ben Sr. yelled. "I have seen my son cum enough times to know he doesn't shoot anywhere near that much." "You watch your son cum?" I asked incredulously. The man's face turned from anger to shock and back to anger. "Don't try to change the subject, I know it was you. Did you fuck him?" "No" I replied sternly. "I have never fucked Ben. But I can't let it go, why you are watching your son cum?" Sheila felt it necessary to step in. "Brad, I am a psychologist and we watch everything our kids do. Our house has cameras in every room and even BJ and Sarah don't know about them. But that is not the point." "Wait it is the point. Your husband is watching your son masturbate. That is seriously wrong." I said emphatically. "Don't judge me, you fucker. You took something from me that I can never get back and I want you to admit it?" The man said as his fist clinched. "I didn't take shit from you." I replied angrily. "You took my son's virginity" he replied. Before he could say anything else I said "And you're jealous. You wanted to take his virginity and you are jealous because you think I did." "That's not it...I resent...I mean...how dare..." the man stuttered. Sheila the voice of reason chimed back in. "I am working on my husband. We love each other and I am helping him to cope with his inappropriate desires for boys. I let him watch the tapes of BJ masturbating so he won't do anything else and I closely monitor their interaction. What I worry about now is that you have soiled my son." "I haven't" I replied. Sheila took a deep breath and said "Brad I cannot allow my son to be a catamite." I looked at the woman puzzled and said. "I know I just graduated from college but I don't know what that means." "A catamite is a boy that receives anal in a relationship with a man." The woman explained. I was completely speechless and my heart kept pounding so hard and fast in my chest. I could barely swallow but it wasn't needed anyway since my mouth was completely dry. I shook my head no and then Ben's mother smiled. "So you really haven't had anal sex with my son?" "No" I answered. "So how did all your cum get on the floor?" she asked. "I jerked off in there before Ben came in." I lied. "Brad, that doesn't make sense because BJ lied to Ben Sr. when he asked him about it. If it was there when he entered the shower he would have just said that. We know something happened." Sheila said in a calm but firm voice. My head dropped and I thought I would have to face the consequences of my actions and I said "I...I ah...I gave Ben head then I jerked off on the floor." Sheila almost smiled but held it back. "So it was just oral and you jerking off?" "Yes" I whispered as my head nodded. Ben's father smiled and then asked "What happened to my son's cum?" I swallowed hard and continued looking at the ground. "I swallowed it." I saw the man out of the corner of my eye adjust his cock. "My son cummed in your mouth?" I nodded. Ben sr. asked "And you didn't fuck him?" I shook my head from side to side. Sheila saw the excitement in her husband and she turned to him. "We have talked about this Ben. You are getting excited about thoughts of your son having sex with another man. Now go to the car and do your exercises." The man acted like a scolded child put his head down and proceeded to the car. Sheila put her index finger under my chin and lifted my face to look at hers. "Sorry Brad. Sometimes Ben Sr. needs to do his redirection exercises I taught him to curb his intense impulses. I know you are a young man and BJ really likes you. I know you have feelings for him too because I see how gentle you are with him. I could see the relationship you have with Adam and David as well, although I doubt you are having sex with Adam. David on the other hand I am sure is in love with you and if you haven't it is only a matter of time before you two do have sex. I can see the lust in your eyes like I do with my husband. I cannot worry about some else's kids though. I am only worried about BJ." She just stared at me when she finished as if waiting for me to say something. "I do care about Ben so much. I wouldn't hurt him, I promise." I told the woman sincerely. "I believe you Brad. But put yourself in my shoes. I will never condone a man having sex with my son. However, I would never make my son go through the trials and tribulations of a sex crime investigation. It would be more traumatic than the relationship." Sheila explained to me. I nodded as I wondered what this woman was saying to me. She keeps telling me that I can't be with her son and that she is watching her husband to make sure he isn't with her son and yet in the same breath she explains she doesn't want to make this into a legal case. "So Brad here is what I propose" the psychologist began. "I am using my husband as a subject in a research study I am conducting. I am studying pedophiles and how to help them contain their urges and the effects of consensual and non-consensual sexual relationships between underage participants and adults. I want you to be open and candid with me about your relationship with David. Also I want you to get David to answer questions I am going to give you about your relationship. You will provide me with this information and I will not report you to the police." I took a big gulp of air. "I never said I had sex with David." The woman smiled. "I knew you had sex with that boy the moment we arrived at camp. The glow on his face and the twinkle in your eye told me everything I needed to know. I am guessing you boys never made it to the river to swim." I looked down at the ground and nodded. "So you will do it?" the woman said in a matter of fact tone. "Yes" I mumbled. "But you have to promise not to use our names in the study." "Oh Brad. Anonymity is a given." She said reassuringly. "One more thing. As I said I cannot allow my son to be a catamite. You must promise me that you will not have anal sex with him. I cannot allow it. If my husband finds out it will drive him crazy. Promise me you will not do it." I took a deep breath and answered. "I won't have sex with him." Sheila smiled and replied. "Good boy. I knew I could count on you. Let's gather up some firewood and head back to the site so we can get you into that volleyball game. I hear from your mother that a few years ago you dominated in a game at a church camp out." I nodded as I picked up branches and limbs that would be good for campfires. I really couldn't speak because of the situation at hand. This woman knew her husband liked boys, knew her son was gay and liked young muscular men like me and she knew I had oral sex with her boy and she seemed okay with it. Was this really all in the name of science and her research? If she is conducting a study as she told me then having David and me provide her with data from an actual ongoing relationship is probably invaluable. But is that really everything? What kind of person would be okay with her son having oral sex. I knew there had to be more to this story. I am sure Ben's parents like so many people in the world had ulterior motives. I was still in shock that Ben Sr. wanted to have sex with his own son but having seen the boy naked, I somewhat understood. I was brought back to reality as we finished loading the Chevy Tahoe with the firewood and proceeded back to the campgrounds. His father had completed doing some kind of exercise in the car and he began telling me a story. "Are you familiar with Greek mythology Brad." Ben Sr. asked. "A little" I answered. "Are you familiar with the story of Ganymede?" I shook my head no. "I know one of Jupiter's moons is named Ganymede." Ben Sr. smiled and said "Ganymede was the most beautiful boy on the Earth and he lived with his father and two brothers. One day while he was out tending to their flock of sheep Zeus the King of the Gods, saw the boy and turned into a great eagle which swept down and took the boy to Mount Olympus. He gave the boy immortality and made him his cup bearer. The boy's beauty intimidated Hera which was Zeus' wife and she wanted the boy cast out but the other gods refused upon seeing his beauty. The boy's male teachers back on Earth prayed for his return, his dogs howled for him every night and his father was inconsolable with grief for the loss of the boy. Zeus tried to pay the man with the finest horses but he died of a broken heart for his lost beautiful son." We arrived at the campsite and I got out of the SUV and then unloaded it with Ben's father. When we were finished he asked me to come have a beer with him and I couldn't refuse after all that had just happened. Most of the group had already headed to the playground area which had a basketball court and a large sand volleyball pit as well as swings and slides for the smaller kids. The man and I walked there together drinking our beers and talked some. "Do you know why I told you the story of Ganymede?" Ben Sr. asked. "I think so" I replied. "So then you know I am the father that cannot share his beautiful son and Ganymede is Ben, the most beautiful boy in the world. You my young muscular friend are Zeus. I cannot compete with Zeus. And if I cannot have BJ then no one can. I won't let you take him away from me. I may never have sex with him but as long as I can prevent it no one else will either." Ben Sr. said as he looked at me seriously. "I get it. I already promised Sheila I will not have sex with him." I said in a whisper as we approached the group. "Good but if you have another oral session in the shower, that wouldn't technically violate that promise. And if such a rendezvous did occur then I would most certainly like to watch, in secret of course. BJ could never know." The boy's dad explained. He slapped me on the back and we walked to the group that was picking teams. My head was racing with all that had just happened. On one hand I had a sense of relief that Ben's parents weren't reporting me but on the other hand I had a strong feeling of trepidation. This camping trip just became the oddest event of my young 23 year old life. Once we arrived it was announced that we would have two teams and all those that wanted to play were to line up. Of the 50 people there, only about 16 of them wanted to play in the volleyball game. The rest just came to watch and cheer on their loved ones. We played the game and as with years past the team I was on won the game easily. When it was over we all met at pavilion for a group dinner. The boys and I sat together and Barrett began talking about a primitive campsite out in the woods that a park worker mentioned to him. It was just off the hiking trail and Adam remembered seeing it. All the boys decided they wanted to spend the night out there away from all the other people. I was definitely game but after the day's activities I was worried that Ben's parents would raise too many red flags. Before I knew it all the boys were off to ask their parents for permission. A few minutes later Barrett ran up explaining his parents were ok with it and the two brothers returned announcing they were allowed to do it as well as long as I was there. I looked over at Ben who seemed to be pleading with his parents and then his father got up and headed our way with Ben in tow. I had just promised them I would not have anal sex with their son and now here he was just hours later asking to spend the night with me at a remote campsite. The man arrived at our table and he looked us all over. "So I hear you guys all want to go out into the woods and sleep their tonight?" Ben Sr. inquired. I nodded, unable to speak and Barrett answered. "Yeah, I learned about a place where people set up tents off the hiking trail from one of the camp workers earlier. Adam remembers passing it while we were on the hike so we thought it would be fun to camp there." The man nodded and said "And all of you are going?" All the boys nodded. "Even you?" Ben Sr. asked pointing at Barrett. "Yep" the teen replied. "Ok then. BJ can go too." The boy's father announced. A huge smile ran across Ben's face and all the boys immediately said we needed to go gather our tents and things before the sun goes down. We all headed back to camp and we decided that we would take two tents. Adam and David had a two person tent and I had a four person tent that we needed to take down and then pack up to take to the site. Adam and Barrett dismantled their dome tent with ease while I began taking down mine with the help of Ben and David. When it was done I rolled up my sleeping bag and put my stuff into my backpack. I found Ben, David, Barrett and Adam all running towards me with their backpacks, sleeping bags and the brother's tent. We grabbed some flash lights, matches, a small cooler with some drinks and then proceeded to the hiking trail. It only took about 5 minutes to walk to the hiking trail and then 15 minutes up the path we came to the small side trail leading to the more primitive campsite (one without running water or electricity). We proceeded into the trees pushing through some overgrown bushes, clearly indicating that the trail was used sparingly, until after about 5 minutes we reached a nice little clearing. The area was about 30 feet in diameter and formed a small circle in the wooded area. There was already an established circle of large rocks that had been used for campfires and several fallen and stripped tree trunks which people used for benches around it. Because of the circular shape and the cleared area and the odd placement of the campfire and benches we had to set the tents up on opposite sides. Barrett and Adam quickly began setting up the small two person tent while Ben and David helped me set up the four person tent. Once we were done the older teens loaded their stuff in the small tent while the two younger boys loaded their stuff in my tent. We all went out and gathered some firewood and kindling and returned just as it started to get really dark. We used the dry moss and small twigs to build a nice pile to get out campfire going and then stacked on the small and medium sized dried branches until the fire was ready for the larger logs we had located. When we all sat down to roast some marshmallows I had stolen from my parents supplies it was getting late. The boys were drinking sodas from the cooler and I had a beer. We talked and joked and told some scary stories and time just seemed to fly by and before long it was almost 10:00pm. I was quite tired from the busy day of sucking Ben off during our morning shower, sucking off Adam later in the afternoon followed by the intense fucking of David, which then was followed by the horribly painful and emotionally draining conversation with Ben's parents where I promised them I would not fuck their son. The older teens crawled into their tent zipping it up and the boys crawled into the bigger tent with me zipping it up as well. Little did I know that the promise I had made hours earlier was about to be broken. To be continued.....