Date: Wed, 18 May 2011 19:30:47 +0000
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Perfect Game  Chapter 21

Eleven year old Bobby doesn't live in the greatest of places, but it could
be worse. His brother Tyler loves him and protects him in his own way, and
his mother loves him and raises him in her own way. In spite of his
environment, the little redhead is a good kid, and when Noah becomes his
friend and lover life, for him, becomes special and exciting. Email me,
Douglas, at thehakaanen@hotmail.com

CHAPTER 21
BOBBY AND NOAH-SPRING BREAK

It was Saturday night. Bobby lay in his bed listening to the noise on the
other side of the mobile home's paper thin wall. He knew the noise that
came from too much drinking and the accompanying sex. He hated the weekends
when his mom's boyfriend Lenny came over, sometimes with a friend or two of
either sex. At least his mom had partied away from home the night before.
He hated it even more when one of them would try to give him alcohol and
try to get him involved in whatever was happening on the other side of the
wall. He always said no, but his refusal wasn't always heard, maybe because
he was just a little kid.

His brother Tyler always stood up for him when that happened. Tyler was 15,
but unlike his brother he had hit his growth spurt and then some. He was a
solid 6'2, 185 pounds and played football.  Anybody who hassled Bobby, who
was 4'10, 85 pounds, had learned quickly that it was not a good idea. Tyler
protected his little brother like a mother bear protecting her cubs.

Tyler did take part in some of the activities that took part on those party
nights, both as far as the drinking and the sex went, but he set his own
limits for both. Bobby and Tyler had spent the night alone on Friday,
watching TV and playing video games. Before heading for bed they enjoyed a
jerk off session together, each taking care of his own needs, but not
uncomfortable with sitting naked on the old tattered couch, legs spread
wide, hands moving fast, watching each other do his thing. They'd jerked
off in front of each other since they were little, sometimes solo,
sometimes helping each other out.  Bobby liked watching Tyler shoot out his
cum, wishing he had the ability to do what his older brother could
do. Bobby had first seen Tyler jerk off when he was six and Tyler was
ten. Bobby knew how active Tyler was sexually, that he had sex with Lenny
and other men or women on the other side of the wall or in his own room,
and in some ways he almost wished Tyler wasn't so protective and he could
take part. After all, he would be 12 soon and Tyler was doing sex stuff
when he was that age..

Tyler was happy to jerk off with his little brother, but did not want to
carry it any farther.  Well, he did, but he was so protective of Bobby he
didn't want to soil him by sucking him or even fucking him.

But Tyler was off to that baseball team party that happened every year and
Bobby was alone. Even when Tyler was participating in the partying at home,
no matter how messed up he got, he would stagger into Bobby's room to hug
him and tell him it was all good. Tyler had been taking part in the little
orgies since he was 12, but knew what was going on from the time he was
10. . Some nights, however, he didn't want to take part and just stayed
with Bobby, and on some of those nights they would fall asleep
together. Bobby really loved it when that happened and could cuddle up
tight to his big brother.

Bobby knew that other than some remarks and hints and maybe an attempted
grope or two he wouldn't be bothered by his mom's friends. Lenny and his
friends did not want to have to deal with Tyler at a later time. But he
still had to put up with them telling him how much he was missing and he
had to listen to the grunts, groans, moans, and the squeaking of the
bedsprings next door.

Tonight Lenny had hinted how much fun he would have in the bedroom and even
left a cold beer next to Bobby's bed, but went no further.  Bobby opened
his window and poured the beer out, then lay in bed with his blankets over
his head wishing he could fall asleep and hoping nobody would get so drunk
they'd come into his room, especially Lenny who he was sure would try it if
he got drunk enough, Tyler or no Tyler. Lenny had groped him more than
once, but had done nothing more. Still, as far as Bobby was concerned,
Lenny was an asshole.

 Noah was away for the weekend and would be back tomorrow. He was invited
to stay the night and he couldn't wait.

Finally, even with the noise, the young redhead fell into a restless sleep,
his dreams interlaced with sex and monsters giving him a feeling of
disorientation when he finally awoke.

He looked at the time. It was just past nine. He felt like he had barely
slept, but he had no desire to try to go back to sleep. He got out of bed,
wearing just a pair of white briefs, and took care of his morning business
in the bathroom. He would wait until later to shower. He just didn't feel
safe getting naked with two men in the house, one of whom he didn't know
well, and the other was Lenny, who he simply didn't trust.

Lenny would hint at how much fun a romp in the bed would be, and he tried
to get him to drink booze, and would sometimes grope him or feel up his
butt. He had a habit of coming into the bathroom when Bobby was in the
shower. The lock on the bathroom door had long ago broken so Bobby couldn't
keep him out. As for the other man, Bobby knew that more than one of his
mother's "friends" would have done something to him if it hadn't been for
the presence of Tyler. It always felt better when Tyler was home.
Sometimes Bobby wondered why Tyler did what he did with his mom's friends,
but most of the time he accepted it because it kept the pressure off of
himself.

He ate a bowl of corn flakes, brushed his teeth, and changed into his jeans
and a t-shirt.  Noah said they would be at his house between two and three
to pick him up. Bobby had never invited anybody to the junky trailer on the
dumpy lot off of the potholed side road out in the woods. He was
embarrassed to live there. While his friends never asked where Bobby lived,
kids knew, especially since Bobby was a bus rider. The mobile home was in
the woods and out of sight, but that didn't stop kids from knowing. He'd
heard "trailer trash" muttered at him more times than he could count.

With Noah it was different. He trusted Noah totally. He could have said he
would ride his bike to Noah's and hang out if nobody was home, but Noah
made him so comfortable he agreed to be picked up. "I don't care if you
live in a cave," Noah had told him, "you're my best friend." Bobby believed
him.

Bobby donned his jacket, grabbed his bike, and went riding along the back
roads that snaked through the woods surrounding his house. He didn't feel
like hanging around for the rest of the morning. He would be back by lunch
time.

It was just a little after twelve-thirty when he rode up the dirt driveway
to the mobile home. He parked his bike in the dilapidated shed in the back
and walked into the house, where his mother met him.

"Bobby Lee, where have you been?"

"I went out riding my bike."

"I was worried sick."

"I almost always go out riding in the morning."

His mother glared at him. "And you usually tell Ty, who wasn't here. You
just took off. I have in mind to ground you for your vacation."

Bobby felt tears and a tinge of anger welling up. "I'm sorry. It won't
happen again.  Please don't ground me. Please!"

Lenny walked into the small, cluttered living room. "Quit whining. If it
was up to me I'd whup your sorry ass."

"Lenny, just shut the fuck up. This isn't your concern," Bobby's mother
said.

"You spoil that kid too much. He gets his way too much like almost every
time I was here. His brother knows what's right."

"Go smoke a cigarette or something. I'll handle this."

Lenny shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever. Little bastard should be happy
he's not my kid."

"That's for sure," Bobby said.

Lenny and his mother both glared at him and he turned red and felt like
shrinking to a size smaller than he already was. "Sorry," he whispered, but
he made sure he had his fingers crossed behind his back.

Lenny shook his head and stepped out of the double-wide mobile home.

Bobby looked up at his mother, whose looks softened. "I know it's hard on
you sometimes sweetie. But I need to live my life, too, you know. You've
been good all weekend except for riding off and not telling me. Promise me
you won't do it again and you can still go to your friend's house."

Bobby took a deep breath. "I promise." This time he was not crossing his
fingers.

++++++++++

Noah and Bobby piled out of the SUV and raced into the house where Noah's
mother greeted them. Noah's father had picked them up. Their constant
chatter for the entire drive amused him. He loved the energy of the two
boys and was pleased that Noah had found such a great friend.  The disarray
and disrepair of Bobby's home disturbed him, however. It was one thing to
be poor, it was another to let the condition of one's environment get out
of control. He knew it wasn't his business and said nothing about it.  In
spite of his environment it was obvious that Noah's little redheaded friend
was a good kid.

"Dinner in an hour boys," Noah's mom said as the boys dashed to Noah's
bedroom.

They shut the door and grabbed each other, kissing each other quickly on
the lips, something they had done for the first time on Friday. It seemed
like the right thing to do, but they made sure nobody was around to see
them do it. Bobby fondled his friend's crotch through his pants and Noah
returned the favor. The boys were quickly learning that they enjoyed their
prepubescent sexuality. They went after each other with abandon and without
shame.

"We have an hour. Let's get naked," Noah said.

"Sounds like a great idea." Bobby pulled his backpack off and started
taking off his shirt.  The boys had not yet discovered the pleasure of
undressing each other, but that would come with time.

As soon as they were naked they were on Noah's bed kissing, caressing,
fondling, feeling everything they could feel as their tongues battled. Noah
finally edged down and placed his lips around Bobby's hard cocklet. The
boys soon shifted their positions so they could suck each other in a
frenzied sixty-nine. It didn't take long for Bobby's body to shake with an
intense dry cum. As he came down he rolled away from Noah, who was now
stroking his pencil thin three-and-a-half inch cock until Bobby removed his
hand. Bobby went to work sucking Noah's cock and the 10 year old was soon
having a hard dry cum of his own.

The boys lay quietly on Noah's bed, lightly kissing a couple of times,
snuggled against each other. "Did you hear about what happened with the
high school team?" Noah asked Bobby.

"No. What happened?"

"These two players, Ryan and Mike, said they were gay and they were
boyfriends."

"Whoa. That's pretty heavy stuff. What grade are they in?"

"Sophomores.  They both play a lot on the varsity and a little on the JV I
guess."

"That could be some serious trouble," Bobby said.

"Maybe. We should go to the Nooner tomorrow and see if they play."

Bobby agreed that they should go, both for the drama and the
baseball. Besides, the rest of the team would probably be at the game.

"Do you think we're gay?" Bobby asked. "We do gay things, like giving blow
jobs."

"Maybe. I don't know. You're 11 and I will be 11 on Thursday. The stuff
I've read on the internet says that we're young and can't know yet. I read
it's adolescent experimentation. So, maybe we're experimenting."

Bobby nodded. He was always impressed with how smart Noah had and how he
seemed to always have answers to the questions he asked.

"So that means we must not be boyfriends," Bobby said. In a way he wished
that they were boyfriends, even if they weren't gay.

"Maybe we are. Maybe we aren't. I read that boys our age get crushes on
each other but aren't like boyfriends and when they get older they start
going out with girls."

"Yuck."

"Agreed." Noah looked at Bobby. "I'm glad you're my friend. Really
glad. And I know that I have a huge crush on you. I wouldn't mind being
your boyfriend no matter if we're gay or not."

Bobby grinned and the boys were soon kissing again. Their lustful rolling
around on the bed was soon interrupted by Noah's mom yelling that dinner
would be ready soon. The young friends reluctantly rose from the bed,
dressed, and headed for the bathroom to wash their hands. Bobby planned on
spending most of his vacation with Noah. Both boys knew this was going to
be the best spring break ever.

Next: "Spring Break---Marty and Rich"