Date: Thu, 22 Feb 2024 18:07:05 +0000
From: ronyx@woh.rr.com
Subject: Seth on the Road to Chaos  Chapter 28

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Seth on the Road to Chaos    Chapter 28



After kissing me, Craig held me tightly in the hallway. We pulled apart
when a nurse's aide came out of a room. We were heading back to Blake's
room when Mrs. Reinhart came out.

"There you are," she said as she approached. She took my hand. "Let's
go someplace where we can talk."

I gave her a puzzled look and asked, "About what?" She didn't respond.
She gripped my hand tighter and pulled me away. "Can Craig come with
us?" I was confused why she wanted to talk to me. She was supposed to be
helping Blake.

"I'd rather it just be us," she replied. She then politely asked Craig
to return to Blake's room. "We won't be long," she assured him. He
gave me a puzzled look and then walked away.

Mrs. Reinhart continued to hold my hand as we walked down the hallway.
When we came to a small sitting room, she took a seat and asked me to sit
beside her. I asked, "What's this all about?"

She replied, "I was watching you in Blake's room. Everyone was laughing
and having a good time. However, you looked like you were at a funeral."
She gripped my hand and squeezed it tightly. "You want to tell me what
is wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," I stated adamantly. I felt like she was intruding
in my life. I didn't want to talk to anyone about my feelings. Besides,
I wasn't even sure of them myself. I started to rise. "Can I go back to
Blake's room." She held my hand firmly and wouldn't let me leave.

She asked, "Does it have something to do with leaving your home and
going to your father's?"

I gave her a puzzled look and asked, "What do you know about that?"

"I spent this morning with your mother and Stacy," she replied. "We
enrolled Stacy in a different school. Your mother told me she already
talked to you about it, so I don't feel like I'm telling you something
I shouldn't."

"How do you know about my father?"

She squeezed my hand and replied, "I'm going to have to be careful what
I say here." She hesitated a moment before continuing. "Your mother and
I had a long conversation while Stacy was being introduced to her new
teachers." She squeezed my hand tighter and said, "She knows she made
mistakes when it came to raising you and Stacy. She's very sorry."

I didn't know what to say. I was afraid if I spoke, I would break down
crying. My mother feeling sorry seemed so shallow. I had endured years
feeling like I was unloved and unwanted. Saying she made mistakes didn't
justify the mental cruelty that I endured for so many years.

Mrs. Reinhart asked, "Did you hear what I said?"

"Yeah," I replied angrily. "I heard you." I don't know what came
over me. Perhaps, I was tired of holding back what I was feeling. I began
to unleash years of frustration. Mrs. Reinhart listened patiently without
interrupting me.

I was crying when I finished. She held my hand and asked, "Tell me about
your encounter with your father." I told her I was happy to finally see
him again. However, I also felt like a stranger in his house. I told her
I wasn't sure I could fit in living with him.

When I finished, she said, "One thing you have to your advantage is your
age?" I gave her a puzzled look. "You're sixteen, right?" I nodded my
head. "You'll be seventeen in a few months?" Again, I nodded my head.
"Next year you'll graduate?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you plan to go to college?"

"Yes."

"You only have less than two years before you head off to college," she
said. "At your age, you have a right to make your own decisions until
that time. You can live with your mother or your father. You can also
live with Marie and Steve. I know they would gladly accept you into their
home."

"But they are taking care of Blake now," I said. "I might get in the
way."

She smiled and replied, "I doubt that. But what I'm trying to say is,
Seth, it is entirely up to you what you want to do." She squeezed my
hand tightly. "Trust me when I tell you that your mother wants you to
return home. I'm referring her to a friend who is going to meet with her
weekly to discuss how she can make things better at home. I think you'll
also see a big difference in Stacy. She's going to receive some
excellent counseling. I would also like to set up a few sessions with you
to discuss your feelings. Would you like that?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"I haven't met your father," she continued. "But I can tell by the
things you said that you are somewhat disappointed. I think you had this
idea in your mind that living with him would solve all your problems.
However, he has a new family now. You said he has a daughter. You'll
have to accept the fact that you will be living in their world, not the
world that you thought it would be."

Tears started to appear in my eyes, and I wiped them dry with my sleeve.
"It's not going to be easy, Seth," she said softly.  "Just remember.
You only have a short time left. You'll go off to college, and you'll
begin a new life. Do what you feel is best for you."

I nodded my head and replied tearfully, "Thank you." It was my
decision. I could live with my father and try to fit in his world, or I
could go back to my mother and hope that things would improve. Mrs.
Reinhart seemed like the counseling might help. I would love to live with
Aunt Marie and Uncle Steve, but I feel like I would be robbing Blake of
the love and attention he deserves. He would have to share it with me,
and I wanted him to get it all.  I am also concerned that if we lived
together, we would have sex together. He was now getting closer to Ty,
and I had decided that my future was with Craig. I didn't want to rule
out having sex with Blake, but I thought it was best if we lived separate
lives. Also, Aunt Marie and Uncle Steve might be uncomfortable knowing
that we were having sex if we shared a bedroom.

"Give it some thought," she said as she squeezed my hand. She reached
into her pocket and handed me her business card. "Call me next week and
schedule an appointment with my secretary. We'll talk some more then."
We rose, and I hugged her tightly.

"Thank you," I said appreciatively. She smiled, and we held hands as we
returned to Blake's room.

Blake was excited when we entered. "Guess what, Seth!" I asked him why
he was so excited. "The doctor came in and said I can leave first thing
in the morning. I have to stay one more night, and then I can go home."
He looked quickly at Aunt Marie. "I mean go home to your aunt and
uncle."

Aunt Marie walked over to Blake and pulled his head into her bosom.
"It's your home now, Blake," she said softly. When Blake pulled away,
he had tears in his eyes.

He gave me a pouty face and said, "You have to do something for me."
When I asked him what, he said he didn't have any clean clothes to wear
when they discharge him. "Can you go get me something to wear?"

"Yeah, sure," I replied. I asked Aunt Marie if it was okay for me and
Craig to go to their house and bring Blake back some clean clothes. Uncle
Steve handed me his keys and jokingly told us not to take the big screen
television.

On the way to their house, Craig asked me what Mrs. Reinhart wanted to
talk about. I told him about the choice I had to make. I asked him what
he thought. "Your dad seems like a pretty cool dude," he said. "But I
only got to talk to him outside for a few minutes. Did you two hit it
off?" I told him the feelings I was having about living with him.

Craig asked, "Did he tell you why he never visited you since he left?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "He said Mom wouldn't let him."

"I don't know, Seth," replied Craig. "If my old man left, and Mom
told him he couldn't see me or Bryan, he would break the door down
trying to get in." He laughed slightly and added, "Well, maybe Bryan.
I'm kind of on his shit list right now."

What Craig said made sense. I really never thought why Dad hadn't tried
to see me. Mom and he both said it was because she wouldn't let him, but
they never said why. I was small, but he just walked out of our lives one
day. I wondered if he ever tried to see me. He knew what schools I
attended. He could have waited for me and Stacy to get out of school one
day and surprised us. But he didn't. Did he really want to see us again?
He's a good father. I can see that by the way he treats Emily. Why
couldn't he have treated us that way?

"But I don't want to live with Mom again," I said sadly.

He insisted, "Your Mom's not that bad."

"You don't have to live with her," I replied.

"But she always treated me nice," he said.

"Yeah," I replied sadly. "She always treated you better than me."

"I know you had a hard time around the house," he said, "but you
brought a lot of it on yourself."

"Me!" I shouted. "How is it my fault?"

"From what I could tell, you always came home and went to your room.
Stacy said she hardly saw you."

"That's because they hated me," I insisted.

"Did they really hate you?" he asked, "Or did you want them to hate
you?"

"What's that mean?"

"I don't know," he replied. "I just never saw you make any attempt to
get along with them. It was as if you lived in your own world." He
smiled and added, "I was always trying to get you to talk to me, but you
wouldn't have anything to do with me."

I laughed and said, "I was jealous."

He reached over and put his hand on my leg. "I know that now. But if we
hadn't come out to each other, you still wouldn't be talking to me."

"Was I that bad?"

"Yeah, Seth," he smiled. "You were. You're like a different person
now. Since we've been together, and Blake became our friend, you don't
hide in your bedroom anymore." He squeezed my leg and added, "I like
the new Seth."

I smiled and said, "Yeah, me too." Just then we pulled into Aunt
Marie's driveway. When I opened the door, Craig pulled me down the hall
to Blake's room.

He tossed me on the bed and threw his body across mine. "God, Seth," he
moaned before kissing me passionately. "I want you so bad right now."

I couldn't resist. I let him strip me naked. I watched as he rose and
stripped off his clothes. He lay back across me and we made the most
passionate love since we first began. Thirty minutes later, we lay
exhausted in each other's arms.

"I love you," said Craig as he kissed me passionately.

"I love you more," I responded with a kiss.

Reluctantly, we dressed, and then we looked around for Blake's clothing.
He hadn't brought much with him the first night he stayed. We searched
through a shopping bag and found a shirt, jeans and sneakers. I went into
my uncle's drawer to get him a pair of socks. He didn't have any
underwear and Uncle Steve's was too large. Craig offered to take off
his, but I told him that was gross.

"He'll just have to go commando," I laughed.

Craig laughed and said, "Ty will like that." We high-fived and left the
house.

When we arrived at the hospital, Blake and Ty were alone. Ty jumped from
the bed when we opened the door. I laughed when I noticed a tent in
Blake's hospital gown. I laughed and asked, "What were you doing, Ty?
Giving Blake a blowjob?"

Craig elbowed me and said, "Looked like it to me."

"I wish," replied Blake as he pressed on his erection. "I'm so
fucking horny right now. I could go for a blowjob." Ty giggled and
reached down and gripped Blake through his gown.

Craig laughed and said, "Go for it!"

"No way," responded Blake. "What if someone walks in?"

Craig replied, "I'll stand outside the door. If a nurse comes down the
hall, I'll knock on the door. Seth can stand in front of the bed and
block them from seeing you."

A smile crept across Blake's face as he looked at Ty. "Go on, Guys," I
said. "Blake, Ty gives the best head." Ty's face turned a bright red.

"Go on, Guys," said Craig excitedly. "Seth and I got off a little
while ago."

Ty looked wide-eyed at me and asked, "You did?" It was my turn to
blush. Blake had pulled up his gown and showed Ty his erection. Ty licked
his lips and asked, "You sure we won't get caught?"

"Naw," laughed Craig. "Now, get your boyfriend off." He left the room
and stood outside. I laughed when I noticed the door was cracked slightly
so he could peek in. I stood at the front of the bed so I could watch. I
was already hard from the thought of watching Ty suck Blake. It was
exciting to think that they might get caught by someone.

Ty didn't hesitate as he leaned down and engulfed Blake's swollen cock.
He raised up and shoved it completely into Ty's eager mouth. "God!" he
moaned. "Where did you learn to do that?"

I laughed and said, "He has a banana each morning for breakfast." I
watched excitedly as Ty continued to deep throat Blake. I remembered how
good he made me feel when he did it.

"Holy shit!" shrieked Craig as he peeked his head inside the door.
"That's hot!" He asked excitedly, "When do I get my turn?"

Ty started giggling as he continued to suck Blake. I think he was getting
turned on knowing we were watching him. Suddenly, Blake's body went
rigid as he pumped several days cum into Ty's mouth.

I laughed again when Craig exclaimed excitedly, "God Damn! I'm hard as
a rock out here. I hope no one comes by and sees me."

Blake lay back as his chest heaved into the air. "Damn, Ty," he moaned.
"That was great." Ty leaned down and kissed him.

Suddenly, Craig began knocking on the door. Blake pulled down his gown
and tossed the blanket over him. Ty and I rushed over and sat down in
chairs. Craig came into the room adjusting his erection. A nurse looked
in and asked if Blake needed anything.

When he told her no, I burst out laughing. She gave me a strange look
before leaving. "You should have told her you needed a towel to wipe
your dick off."

Ty grinned, licked his lips and said, "I already did it for him."

Craig leaned over and said, "Dude, that was hot. Where did you learn to
give head like that? You took all of it without gagging once." Ty
blushed and said he had been practicing with bananas in the morning for
several years. Craig laughed and replied, "Fuck bananas." He reached
down and gripped his erection. "You can practice on this anytime you
want."

Ty's face reddened as he replied, "Maybe." He looked down at Blake and
said, "Sorry."

Blake grinned and said, "Why are you sorry? I don't own you. You can
suck Craig and Seth's dicks if you want."

"Fuck yeah," exclaimed Craig. "I can't wait until I get some of
that."

I frowned and asked, "I'm not good enough?"

"Yeah, Baby," smiled Craig. "You're good. But what I saw Ty do to
Blake, he's a master."

I gripped my cock and said, "I know." Craig raised his hand, and we
high-fived.

I looked at my watch, and it was getting late. We had school in the
morning, and I needed to finish a couple of homework assignments. I was
already behind, and I didn't want to miss more work. Craig and I slipped
out of the room while Ty remained behind to kiss Blake goodnight.

As I took Ty home, I asked him he we had embarrassed him in Blake's
room. He confessed that he thought it was hot that we had watched. He
even asked if I would get jealous if I did suck Craig sometime. We talked
about what I had said earlier about being able to love several people. We
agreed that he could have Blake as a boyfriend, and I could have Craig,
and it wouldn't bother us to share them occasionally. We even reached
over and played with each other. When I dropped him off, he offered to
give me a blowjob in his driveway, but I told him it was too dangerous.
Someone might see us. He did give me a quick kiss as he jumped from the
car. "I love you, Seth," he said as he waved and closed the door.

Dad and Holly were in the family room watching television when I entered.
Holly was on her laptop computer, and Dad was sitting in his recliner. He
appeared to have been asleep. He sat up and looked at his watch. "It's
late," he said. "If you're going to be staying here, we would
appreciate it if you we home before Emily goes to bed. If she's awakened
after she goes to sleep, it's sometimes difficult for her to go back to
sleep."

"Sorry," I muttered. "I'm going to the room. I have homework I have
to finish."

I left without giving him a hug which I had been doing. He made me mad.
He sounded like Mom. He didn't ask how my day had gone, or if Blake was
okay. All he was worried about was that I might awaken Emily. I went to
my room and worked on my homework assignments. I thought he might come in
and say goodnight, but he didn't. After I heard him and Holly go to
their bedroom, I took a quick shower and went to bed. It took me a long
time to go to sleep.

I was beginning to think that I wanted to return home. I didn't feel
that living with Dad was the right choice. As Mrs. Reinhart had said, I
only had a little over a year before I would head off to college. Then,
my life would be my own to live. The decision I needed to make now was if
I should return home or stay with Dad. Dad seemed glad to see me again,
but I don't feel like he really wants to take me in. As he had said, he
only offered me temporary shelter to unwind. He might resent if I decided
to make it permanent. He has a new family now. I would just be in the
way. Like tonight, he seemed to demand that I be home at a certain time.
Mom never did that. Of course, I never went out, so I really don't know
how she would have reacted if I came in late. Besides, it was only
nine-thirty. That didn't seem like an unreasonable time to me. He knew
where I was. I wasn't out drinking and partying.

I also don't know what to expect if I return home. Mom said she and
Stacy were getting help. But will it be enough? Our lives had fit into a
pattern over the years. Even Craig blamed me for some of my problems. And
he was probably right. I had built up a barrier around me. I had blocked
everyone from my life. Now, I was changing. The problem might not be if
Mom and Stacy were changing. Now, it could be if I was changing too much.
I had friends I loved. I would want them to be around more often. Craig
was my boyfriend. He would never be allowed to visit me. After Dad's
reaction tonight, I'm not sure he would accept the idea either. He would
probably be afraid that we might do or say something in front of Emily.

"You look like shit," laughed Ty when he jumped into the car. I told
him I hadn't slept very well. He gripped my hand and squeezed it. "It
will be okay," he tried to assure me. That's what I like about Ty. He
seems to know me better than I know myself. It's like we are always on
this same wavelength. Even before we became intimate, he seemed to always
know what was bothering me when we walked around the mall. It is
surprising that we didn't come out to each other sooner. I guess we were
both afraid of ruining a good friendship if things didn't go well.

As the two days before, nothing happened at school. Some students seemed
to be upset with us, but they didn't say anything. Craig complained at
lunch that some of the football players were really upset and giving him
a hard time. He said the past few days of practice hadn't gone very
well. Coach Abernathy was very angry at their performance, and he was
making them do extra laps around the track. He said one of the offensive
tackles mentioned my name, and the coach exploded. He angrily reminded
them I was no longer on the team, and he didn't want to hear my name
again. I could tell it hurt Craig deeply.

Ty had been calling Blake between classes all morning. He excitedly
informed us at lunch that Blake had been released from the hospital. We
agreed that we would meet after school and visit him. Craig laughed,
leaned over and whispered, "You gonna put on another show for me and
Seth?"

Ty's face reddened as he replied, "Maybe." I laughed when Craig
reached down and rearranged himself.

Aunt Marie was home when we arrived. Uncle Steve was still at work.
"Blake is in his room," she said as she pointed down the hall. "He may
be asleep." When we opened the door, he was lying on his side away from
us. He rolled over and smiled when he saw us. Ty rushed over and gave him
a kiss.

Blake looked at me, and Craig and asked, "Where's mine?" Ty moved back
while we kissed him. We sat down on the bed and talked. He told us how
happy he was to be out of the hospital. We talked about him returning to
school. He seemed skeptical, but we assured him that we didn't have any
serious problems. Some students shunned us, but most seemed to pretend
that nothing had changed. I told him that Amber wanted to see him. He
asked if I could bring her by sometime. He said he didn't blame her for
her father asking him to leave. She was one of the few people he could
depend on until we entered his life.

I rose and told the guys I was going to go get something for us to drink.
Aunt Marie was preparing dinner. She asked if I would be staying. When I
asked about the others, she said they could eat with us also. She was
going to make a big pot of spaghetti, and there would be enough to feed
an army. When I warned her that Craig was a big eater, she said she would
put some more spaghetti in the pot.

I sat down at the counter and watched her scurrying around the kitchen.
She kept giving me a puzzled look. Finally, she pulled out a stool and
sat across from me. She asked, "What's on your mind?"

I had wanted for the past couple of days to be alone with her. Something
had been bothering me, and I needed to know the answer. "Do you know why
Dad left?"

She sighed and said, "I thought we might have this talk. To be honest, I
don't know all the details. Your Uncle Steve and I lived in Albany, New
York, when you and Stacy were born.  I've asked your mother the same
question before. She just gives me vague answers."

"Did I almost kill Stacy when we were born?"

"Your mother told me that," she replied. "I know Stacy has had a lot
of problems growing up. Every time I suggest that she gets help for her,
she gets very upset. She says she can take care of it." Tears welled up
in her eyes. "I've watched how she has almost abandoned you. There were
so many times I wanted to pull you out of that house and bring you
here."

"Why didn't you?" I asked. "I was so lonely."

"It wasn't my place to," she replied. "You weren't being abused or
neglected. If you had been, I would have gone to court and have you
removed. I knew you were unhappy, but you seemed to be doing well. You
were going to school and making good grades." She gripped my hand and
squeezed it. "I honestly didn't know it was that bad until lately."

"It's been a nightmare," I replied as tears filled my eyes.

"Your mother is trying," she said. "I introduced her to Carol. She's
going to get her and Stacy counseling. She pulled Stacy out of school and
put her in a special program. Let's pray that that does some good. She
knows she's made mistakes."

I shook my head and replied, "I don't know."

"Give her time, Seth," she insisted. "People do change."

I then asked her something else that had been bothering me. "Why didn't
Dad ever visit me? He only lives about ten miles away?"

She sighed deeply and replied, "Again, I don't know. All I do know is
that your mother said she was afraid of him taking you and Stacy away
from her. She went to court after their divorce and got a restraining
order against him."

"I still don't understand," I said. "If he lived so close, why
didn't he even try to see me? He could have done it without Mom
knowing."

She frowned and said, "You're right, Seth. I often ran into him at the
grocery store and the mall. I even met his wife a few times. He's got a
cute little girl. When you were about ten, I asked him once if he ever
tried to see you and Stacy."

"What did he say?"

Aunt Marie shook her head and replied, "He said he did try, but he got
tired of dealing with your mother. I think he was married and was trying
to start a new life." She reached for my hand and gripped it tightly.
"I don't think he really wanted to see you and Stacy."

"That's what I thought," I said. I rose and kissed her on the cheek.
"Thanks for talking to me." She hugged me and told me any time I had a
problem to come talk to her. I went to the refrigerator and took out four
sodas. I then headed back to Blake's room.

When I entered, Craig was quickly pulling up his pants, and Ty was
kneeling on the floor. He jumped up with an astonished look on his face.
I grinned and asked, "What's going on guys?"

Blake began laughing from the bed. "What do you think is going on? Craig
has been harassing Ty since we got here to deep throat him like he did me
in the hospital."

I looked at Craig and laughed. "You didn't?" His face blushed as he
fixed his pants and adjusted his cock.

"Well," he stammered nervously. "I wanted in on the action too." He
then grinned and added, "It felt sensational! He's a pro!" I looked
over at a very red-faced Ty. He still had drops of Craig's cum on the
side of his lips.

I smiled and asked, "What about me?" I didn't have to say anything
else. Ty dropped to his knees and pulled my shorts down. Craig walked
over and leaned against the door in case Aunt Marie tried to enter.

"Damn!" exclaimed Blake when I came a few minutes later. I pulled up my
pants and sat breathing heavily on the side of Blake's bed.

Craig walked over to Ty and pulled him into a hug. "Your turn," he said
as he dropped to his knees. He told me to go to the door and lean against
it. He didn't do as good a job as Ty, but Ty seemed satisfied when he
came in his mouth.

We sat for the next two hours on Blake's bed. Occasionally, I would lie
back and rest my head on Craig's stomach. Blake rested on Ty's stomach
as Ty ran his hand over his head. I had never been happier as I was
huddled on the bed with my three best friends.

*********

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