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Not to disappoint anyone, but this story still falls under the heading of wank-media

All the usual disclaimers apply. Tread with caution. The story below was first published 3 years ago in a different forum and it has been re-written. This story does not discuss the theories of nurture or nature. It is not a portrait of flamboyance. This story explores the natural occurring femininity in a boy. He has done nothing wrong, he just is. More importantly, this story is about a guileless boy's existence in a world that is perplexed and sometimes even hostile to something both alien and vulnerable in their midst.

The Boy Who Wasn't

by Chance  all rights reserved

Josey walked across the patch of brown lawn. It was Friday and Richie and Eddie arrived and were helping Barney load debris into the van. Both Boys had to strain to lift several heavy motors into the back of the van. They weighed almost 100lbs each. There were about a dozen of them out back and Barney mentioned that he'd get rid of them 3 or 4 at a time.

He saw Josey returning after being missing for more than 4 days and he muttered under his breath to Richie and Eddie.

Jennifer ran to meet him. She hugged Josey tight and said, "Where have you been? Jesus, I was so worried."

Being under Barney's glowering gaze was enough reason to move inside. Jennifer immediately noticed something Barney would not have noticed. Josey was wearing all new clothes.

She hugged him again "Oh god, I was so worried. You could have just called and hung up if Barney answered."

Jennifer had been alone with Barney for days and probably lost without Josey's support. "Let me get you something to eat."

"No, I'm ok, I'm not really hungry."

He didn't look hungry and he actually looked a lot better.  But not Jennifer, she looked haggard.

He was wearing new shorts that fit very tight along the thigh and a boy's shirt but it had brocade around the neck and at the ends of the sleeves. He had a school girl look.

"Where were you?"  Josey wouldn't tell her.

Jennifer asked, "Josey honey, who bought you these clothes?"

She remembered back to her own youth when a man she had sex with had given her new clothes. She knew that he had to do something to get those clothes....But then Josey is a boy.  She put the thought out of her mind. After all, her son was in sore need of clothes anyway.

~

It could be a mine-field just being around Barney but his sons eased his temper and were a good distraction. He calmed down and they would engage in man talk.  Barney tried to not look at or acknowledge Josey and that sort of worked both ways. Josey stayed out of his way and Barney appeared to be preoccupied with other things.

Barney took off to the dump to get rid of some of the old motors. As soon as the van rolled out the driveway, Richie and Eddie began to stalk Josey around the house. They were cagey, no words were exchanged but Josey knew he had suddenly become prey again. Eddie shook his dick in his pants and gave Josey a rude, stuck out tongue, smile.  Richie was moving in from the other side.  When Josey slipped away, the whole drama would start all over again increasing and doubling the sexual tension. 

Jennifer had been settled in the living room with her first drink of the day and was oblivious to what was going on all around her. 

To the boys, this was the most exciting game and it got their dicks up and so hard that they could almost taste it.  Josey didn't mean to but he made it worse by falling into the role of a hunted animal and giving them what they wanted, fear.

With Richie on one side and Eddie on the other, they corralled Josey into the narrow bathroom, shutting and locking the door.  Josey was trapped and they moved in for the kill.  The two boys took turns fucking Josey in the mouth. They liked it and Richie confessed that Eddie's girlfriend belonged to both of them too and that she received the same treatment and that she couldn't get enough of their dicks.  Josey sat on the toilet and they faced  him in turn, laughing and joking.

His eyes looked down at the cock going in and out of his mouth and then up at their cruel, joking faces. Josey realized that this was going to happen every day and every night and it was only a matter of time before they would start fucking him.

To quote Richie, We'll make you into a spit roast." This image caused Richie to cum all over the front of Josey's new shirt.

Eddie moved in to take his place.

They had forgotten the time and suddenly there was a loud pounding at the door. Both boys panicked knowing that it was their father. There was no choice and opening the door, they pushed passed Barney, ran through the house and out the front door.  

Barney stood there and looked around the small bathroom. "What's goin on here?"

Josey sat forlornly on the toilet. His blond hair was sticking up all over and the front of his shirt was wet.  Barney slowly turned and locked the bathroom door. There was a loud racket and crash followed with Josey screaming at the top of his lungs.  Jennifer started banging on the door. 

"Barney, open the door."

Josey was screaming.

"Barney, Josey's my kid, not yours!" She continued and was joined by Richie and Eddie fearing even worse trouble for their old man.  They came and finally broke the door down.  

For the third time Josey fled.  The boy's nose was bloody and one eye was red and would certainly turn  black.  He had bruises and rough marks and blood all over his new clothes.  He didn't stop running until he got all the way down to Lincoln Blvd. Josey stopped and spit bloody spittle into the gutter. He called Clark.

~

Clark sped up the canyon road. "God damn it Josey! I got things I have to do and a lot of times they can't wait on your troubles. I can't have this kind of distraction.  Look, we can get together when it is right for me and no other time. I am sorry that is just the way it is.

He parked and pick Josey up and carried him down the stairs to the little round house.  

He kissed him and lay him on the bed. "I'm sorry little girl but I'll be gone for 3 or 4 days but when I get back I promise I'll treat you right." 

He leaned over to him and said, "This is for you so you can come here and wait for me any time you want." He pressed the silver key into the boy's hand, kissed him again and went out the door.  

Josey sat alone, cried a little and then looked out the large window. 

~

He bathed in a small bath that was only a few steps below the house and out in the open.  There was a deck where he could lay out naked in the sun.  This was like no other place he had ever lived.  The sage brush was all around bordering the steps up to the road and  then it went all the way down to the canyon floor.  His new clothes were a little bloody so he put on his old clothes. 

He explored the woody paths that led down to the bottom of the canyon and there he and found a stream that was no more than trickle.  He knew that it flowed for a few more miles, then under the big highway and finally into the ocean.  Like most young people being alone for long stretches of time was a hardship. It didn't have to be a large group but one or two would be good. He called and his mother answered.

"Josey, are you alright?"

At this point Jennifer wasn't going to inquire why or where her son was just as long as he was safe."

Jennifer was crying. "I have to do something, It's not safe for you here. Barney's out of control and he's threatened to call the police if you come on the property. I kept telling him that you're only a boy."

Josey was safe and no longer worried. He decided to put the phone call to her mother out of her mind.

He imagined that maybe Clark loved him and maybe he could stay here with him forever but he didn't really know. People, even Clark, could be unpredictable. The boy reached for the vibrator and after putting it into his mouth he pushed it up his ass and began to jerk-off.

~

By the third morning, the phone rang. "Hi little girl, how you doin?"

Josey was so glad to hear from Clark. "I'm ok."

"I got bad news, I have to lay low and I don't know for how long. I can't help it. You may have to hitch a ride back to town but you can stay as long as you want. I'm sorry little girl, its business."

"I'm ok but I miss you."

"Yeah, me too."

He told him about the vibrator and what he had been doing with it.

You're giving me a hard-on but I gotta go.”

~

Clark surprised Josey by showing up around 9 that evening.

"No, I don't have time to fuck around, I got to get you back now so get your things and lets go."

He was behaving furtively and hustled the boy into the car and quickly drove off.

On their way down the canyon, "Clark, I'm afraid to go back I called my mother and she said that Barney was gonna call the police if I came back."

Clark seemed angry. "Little girl, you are going to have to learn how to confront problems squarely and fight for yourself.

"My mother said that Barney said he was going to call the police."

Good! Let that fuckin cunt call the cops and you tell the cops how he tried to fuck you up your ass and see how fuckin scared he'll get.  My point is that you have to stand and fight."

This was something Josey hadn't even considered.

"It might not work because you're a boy but it sure can muddy the waters."

Now they were heading down Olympic Blvd getting closer to the house.

"Josey, I got my own shit goin on and I have to lay low for awhile but if things get bad, you got a key to the canyon house but let me deal with my shit and you do the same."

He didn't drive up the street but dropped him off on the Blvd. Josey was tense and apprehensive. He walked towards the shabby house and immediately saw that Barney's van was gone. That was a good sign and both boys were probably back at their mother's.  Josey and Jennifer hugged.  Just as Josey was settling in to spend time with his mother, a black and white cruiser drove up front and two cops got out and came to the door.

The cop addressed his mother. "Are you Mrs. Walsh?"

Josey had never heard his mother referred to as Mrs. Walsh before.

"Is Bernard Walsh you husband?"

She looked slightly embarrassed not being used to or even liking the name.

"Yes."

Your husband has been in an accident. I'm afraid that he is dead.

Jennifer was stunned. "What happened?"

Perhaps I shouldn't go into details. It could be upsetting to your daughter."

"My "son!" is plenty old enough, thank you very much, now what happened?"

We are pretty sure that his brakes went out going down Decker canyon out in Malibu and the van went off the road, hit a ledge about a hundred feet down then flipped several times before it hit the bottom.  The problem was that there were these heavy machines or motors rolling around inside and your husband was crushed multiple times.

"We'd like you to come down an identify the body but I'm afraid it's pretty unrecognizable."

"No way! I don't want to do it, I'll get the address of his boys or his ex-wife."

In just a single moment, both their lives had changed.

~

Putting a bed out in the living room, Mother and son slept together for the first time in a long while. They cuddled and comforted each other

"Josey, I am so sorry. I was stupid but I really thought that I was making things better for both of us."

Josey said, "I'm glad he got killed."

"You shouldn't say things like that but we could make an exception where Barney's concerned."

Jennifer sat up as if she had some incredible realization. "Josey I was thinking that we'd probably have to go looking for a new place to live but Barney owned this house free and clear and now it's ours."

Josey was not impressed. "I hate this place."

"Well, we could sell it and move somewhere else."

Josey was thinking about Clark again."Yeah, I guess."

~

The next day, a rusty Chevy Vega pulled into the drive way.  A woman with a large ass and tight Capri pants got out of the car. She had on a dark multicolored top, large sunglasses, tons of cheap jewelry and was heavily made-up.  With her were Barney's two boys Richie and Eddie.

She walked up to Josey and said, "Come on, get your things, it's time to get out of here, make it snappy I don't have all day.  Come on get a move on before I call the police."

At this point she confronted Jennifer. 

The woman continued with rapid fire commands. "You too, come on collect your things. I want both of you out of here in 15 minutes, I don't have all day. This house belongs to Barney's sons.”

Even Richie and Eddie appeared to be slightly embarrassed but they backed her up.

"What did I just say! Come on, get a move on!  This is not your property and I want both of you off the premises immediately!"

The woman didn't call the police but one of the neighbors did and two cruisers showed up. They divided them into two groups and separated them .

"She's not even married to him, He's dead and now this house belongs to his sons!"

The world weary cop who appeared to be in charge looked at Jennifer. "Do you have a marriage certificate?”

She produced a paper from a civil ceremony.  Josey was surprised because he didn't really think that his mother actually married him.

The officer call for the attention of the entire group.

"The State of California has simple remedies for all these problems and they are written very specifically in the law.  You people have two choices. Come with me and fill out restraining orders on each other or go home and lawyer-up or both. I don't have time for this shit so I suggest that the lady and her sons go off this property until this situation is resolved and all of you hire lawyers to have this property probated.”

~

Jennifer got some legal aid.  The lawyer said, the way it stands now is that you have to buy the boys out or they have to buy you out and it looks like all parties involved are broke.  But you might consider this. Your husband also owned a business that is about equal in value to the house. perhaps you should trade them your share for their share in the house?

And that's what they did. Together they discarded all of barneys old stuff, cleaned and painted and made the house their own.

~

One day, one of Barney's employees came to pay his respects. "Oh Barney was impossible to get along with and sometimes treated people bad, even me, but he's gone now so why hold a grudge."

He seemed like a very nice person.

He went on."One thing I don't understand is what he was doing 35 miles out in Malibu. He had a really important appointment in West Covina and he was supposed to get paid but he never showed up."

As he walked away, he was shaking his head saying, "It just doesn't make sense."

Josey thought for awhile and then realized what had happened. It had been his dark protector all long.  

Jennifer was smiling, almost happy. Which color do you like, this one or this one?

He said nothing to his mother.

To be continued

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