Date: Sat, 05 May 2007 21:17:46 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 71

Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 71
By David Lee

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of the characters exist in real life.  Some may possess physical or
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yourself in this story, your imagination is better than mine!

"Tales from Bentonville" is a romantic story centering on the lives of high
school kids.  Lovers of other ages may appear, but not normally in a
cross-generational sense.  References to sex with under-age kids may be made
for the sake of the story line.  However, I feel that child molestation is a
crime and should not be glorified or tolerated.

This is my fifth attempt at writing fiction.  My other stories on Nifty
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Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 71

March was not only the season of basketball finals, but it was also the time
of spring break.  Suddenly it seemed like the time since Christmas break had
vanished in a moment.  Many of the Bentonville students didn't go too far
from home.  Some had expended their resources at Christmas, and others
simply had neither the funds nor desire to go elsewhere.

Dane and Colt spent part of their break at Camelot.  There was always
something to do to keep the lakeside property in shape and it provided them
some time to be alone playing house.  They did invite Dave and Dustin to
sleep over a couple of nights.  Although the weather was not warm enough for
nude sunbathing, it wasn't cold enough to prevent them from taking the boat
out if they dressed in sweats.

On Monday evening as the two couples cuddled by the fireplace, they
discussed how their coming out had affected them so far.  Dave said that no
one had treated him any differently than before.  He figured that some of
his friends and acquaintances had already suspected his orientation.

Dustin and Colt believed that their teammates were even closer as a group
than they had been before the announcement.

"It's like they are protective of us," Colt remarked.  "I get the feeling
that if someone like Gavin came after us like he did Dave, the whole team
would probably beat the shit out of him!"

Dane and Colt told their buds about an incident that had happened on
Saturday morning when the other two guys were at Dustin's house.  Colt,
Dane, and Greta had been going out to do some serious grocery shopping when
they saw their next door neighbor, Phyllis Ennis out for a walk.  They
greeted her as usual, but she put her nose in the air and turned away from
them.  Greta had immediately inquired to find out what she might have done
to offend the older lady.

"It's not you; it's those queer grandsons that I don't want to see.  My
granddaughter told me about them.  She heard at school that they came right
out and admitted being perverted!  I don't want their kind to be hanging
around my grandson trying to recruit him into their disgusting life-style!"

"Uh, the term is `gay' not `queer' and I don't consider it a perversion.
It's simply a variation.  God has all kinds of plants and flowers in his
garden and none is exactly like another," Greta explained calmly -- though
her temper was beginning to rise. "Furthermore, if your grandson is
heterosexual, he isn't going to be turned gay by someone else.  And if he
happens to be homosexual, you won't be able to make him straight."

"If you have that attitude, you're worse than they are!  You promote their
sin," the older lady insisted.

"What is it about these two nice young men's orientation that is adversely
affecting you?  When they volunteered to shovel your walks this winter, did
their being gay make it harder for you to accept their help?  Were their
good deeds somehow altered?"

"Well, I didn't know they were queer then!"

"So knowing more about them changes their worth and the quality of their
kindness as far as you're concerned?

Instead of answering Greta, Mrs. Ennis had stuck her nose in the air again
and scurried into the house.

Colt and Dane were snickering as they finished telling the story.

"Grandma looked totally relaxed on the outside," Colton explained.  "I knew
that her blood pressure was probably rising, but she was so cool that butter
wouldn't have melted in her mouth.  We still plan to do some good deeds for
that old bat just to make her see how wrong she is about gays."

The group in front of the fireplace got quiet in their reflection as the
minutes passed.  Some tender kisses were exchanged between boyfriends and
those led to more passionate ones.  Dave and Dustin headed for the
downstairs bedroom which had been the site of their reunion.  Part of their
reason was sentimental, but most of it was because they would feel
self-conscious about coupling in the way that they wanted in front of their
friends.  It was one thing to suck your boyfriend's dick when others around
you were doing the same thing, but quite another to penetrate his anal
cavity and hump him silly.

In their private space, Dustin undressed his lover quickly because he was
ready to get laid.

"I want to feel you in me tonight!" he exclaimed.

Dave was quite happy to accommodate.  Although he loved to feel the weight
of his hunky wrestler pinning him to the bed and impaling him with his big
hot tool, he was equally pleased to play the active role.  It made him feel
like a macho stud when he thrust his hard cock to the hilt into his willing
boyfriend.

Dustin sucked gently on Dave to bring him to his firmest at the same time
that Dave was lovingly stretching and lubricating him.  They were eager to
get the fun going, but they didn't rush through the foreplay.  It was, for
them, more about the continuing feeling of building up than it was about the
orgasm alone.  The journey was as important as the destination.

Dustin lay on his back with his knees pulled up toward his chest to spread
his cheeks and give Dave better access.  Dave greased his hard-on and guided
the head up against Dustin's rosebud.  As he pushed past the muscle ring,
Dave stopped to allow Dustin time to adjust.  After a moment or two, as the
initial pain gave way to a flood of warmth, Dustin nodded as a signal that
he was ready for more.  Dave pushed in all the way to the pubes.  This time,
Dustin slapped Dave's ass to let him know that it was time for serious
copulation.

It was obvious that Dustin was enjoying the experience because his penis
which had softened from the pain was coming back hard and proud.  Dave
adjusted his body downward so that his stomach rubbed against Dustin's cock
stimulating its head at the same time Dave was massaging his prostate.
There was no way that Dustin could hold back much longer.  With an upward
thrust and a scream of joy, he unloaded a torrent between them.

The clenching of Dustin's anal muscles set off Dave's orgasm.  Dave pumped
and pumped.  He was feeling too great to even think about counting the
spurts, but Dustin was pretty sure that it was more than a dozen.  Whatever
the tally, the volume amounted to an inundation!  Dustin giggled that he
would never have to worry about constipation as long as he had Dave.

While both boys felt relieved by their massive orgasms, they weren't ready
to go to sleep right away.  They had abstained from sex at Dustin's house
because they still felt a bit sensitive about Mary's being there and the
younger kids too.

After about a half hour of cuddling and gentle kissing, they were both ready
to go for more loving.  This time, Dave wanted to feel Dustin's big tool
embedded in his body.  Dustin didn't need anymore persuasion than Dave had.
Dave cleaned up the residue of sperm from Dustin's cock while Dustin
prepared him.

Dave had played the passive role more often than Dustin had.  Therefore,
despite the length and girth of Dustin's member, he took it with relative
ease.  It wasn't long before he was begging Dustin to go deeper and faster.

When he felt himself getting close, Dustin began to jack Dave in synch with
the thrusting movements of his hips.  Their moans signaled a nearly
simultaneous Explosion.

In the loft, the other two boys hadn't been playing board games to pass the
time.  They were engaged in their favorite position, nursing each other's
hard, juicy dicks.  Their use of KY Jelly was to lubricate their middle
fingers to heighten each other's pleasure.  They were very close to their
destination when they heard the scream of passion from Dustin's first
orgasm.  That pushed them decisively over the edge.  They nearly drowned
each other in the process.

Later, as they were nearly asleep, they heard the moans from the downstairs
bedroom signaling the second coming.  They giggled and snuggled closer
together as they drifted off.

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Joel had been struggling with his image in Bentonville.  He didn't want to
come off as a spoiled rich kid, but he wasn't exactly thrilled with
deferring some of the things that he wanted to do because of what other
people would think.

So, when Rhys and Jane asked him if he would like to spend the week of
spring break in Belize with them, he agreed to go.  Alex was, of course,
invited to go along.

Rhys had decided to purchase a condo in that lovely country so that it could
be used on the spur of the moment.  Ever the shrewd businessman, he knew
that the property would appreciate in value and that he could also rent it
to friends to defray the cost of upkeep.  He had mentioned it to the elder
Teague's who agreed that it would be fun to have adjoining places to meet
for vacations.

Alex's family all assured him that he should take advantage of the
opportunity to get away.  Allen particularly impressed upon him that he was
not jealous.

"Baby bro, we've often said that we are close as any two people alive, but
we are still individuals.  I'm going to be marrying a girl and you are going
to be partnering with a guy.  We share a lot, but we also are, and have to
be, ourselves.  Please go with my blessing."

After that, Alex couldn't get his bags packed fast enough.

Making reservations, pretty much last minute, for four people to fly to
Belize had been expensive.  However, once Rhys got a notion in his head, he
didn't worry about the cost of seeing it through.

Joel was excited to go away to snorkel and sun with his boyfriend.  They
could do many of the things that they had loved the two Christmases that
they had spent there.  However, he was nervous about having to make a
connection through Miami.  It felt weird to be landing in the state where
his parents still lived.  He was not fully relaxed until the plane began
making its final descent into Belize City.

Joel's paternal grandparents, Jacques and Genevieve, arrived in one of the
Teague corporate jets within a half hour.  They all went to the rented condo
in a limo together.  Genevieve Teague had arranged to have the same staff of
cook and helper as she had had before.  She planned to offer the lady a
sufficient salary to keep her on call for times when they would be staying
in the country.

The company that owned the condos had some for sale and was building more.
If Joel's grandparents wanted new ones, they would have several floor plans
from which to choose as well as complete control over materials and color
schemes.  Both Jane and Genevieve appreciated those options.

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The following day, while the grandparents were working with the builders,
Joel and Alex hired a boat to take them to their favorite, private place to
sun naked.  The cook packed them an elegant picnic complete with a small
bottle of chilled wine.  By this time, she knew the tastes of her employers.

The boys had been going to the tanning salon in Cosgrove periodically to
maintain their Christmas tan for prom in May, so they were seasoned enough
not to have to be too concerned about burning.  They still took some #4
lotion along partly because they liked the coconut scent and partly because
it gave them an excuse to feel every part of each others' bodies (as if they
needed the pretext).

For the first couple of hours, the guys basked in the warm rays of the
equatorial sun.  The stress of school and the chill of the Iowa winter
melted away.

Around noon, the boys retreated to the welcome shade of some palm trees to
have lunch.  The food, wine, and warmth lulled them into a pleasant nap.

Joel awakened first and checked the time.  It was about 2:00 p.m. so there
were a couple of hours left before the boat would come for them.  Joel spent
several minutes propped up on one elbow simply gazing at his sleeping
boyfriend.  He marveled at the firm, golden body lying beside him and was
thankful that his parents' misguided attempt to "straighten him out" had led
to this awesome relationship.  Alex satisfied his needs for love and sexual
fulfillment.

Eventually, he gave in to the animal side of his nature and began to lick
Alex's nipples.  Yum, the lotion actually tasted like a pina colada; it
wasn't disgusting at all.  As he continued his tongue-bath down Alex's
torso, the latter awakened with a smile on his face and stiffening flesh at
his groin.

Alex ran his hands lovingly through Joel's hair to let him know that he was
awake and appreciative.

"You're going to have to stop or I'm going to cum before I want to," Alex
exclaimed.  "God, you are so good at making my sap rise!"

Joel moved back up to lie beside Alex and they shared a passionate kiss.
Alex enjoyed tasting himself on Joel's tongue.  It was very sexy because it
reminded him of where Joel's mouth had just been.

Alex sampled Joel's body for the next several minutes.  He made nearly the
same trip, but nuzzled down beneath Joel's balls to lick that sensitive area
that didn't involve rimming, but got rather close.  Joel was on fire.  He
was oozing pre-cum like a leaky faucet.  If this "assault" continued, he was
likely to cum without having his penis touched.

Joel swung around so that he could give Alex similar treatment.  The two
spent probably a half hour stimulating each other almost to the point of
orgasm and backing off just in the nick of time.  It amounted to a kind of
exquisite torture. This was the first time in a long while that they had the
leisure and the privacy to prolong their love-making.

When they could no longer hold off, they took each other nearly to the pubes
in one gulp.  It took only a few gentle head bobs to set them off on the
most earth-shaking orgasm either had experienced to that point in their
lives.  Luckily, both could swallow quickly enough not to choke!

When the boat returned to pick them up, both guys were wearing smiles that
they couldn't hide.  The hot young Latino at the helm suspected that they
must have enjoyed an afternoon of sex in the sun.  He'd seen that look
before on the faces of couples he had ferried out to the island.  He let his
board shorts slide a bit further down his slender hips to give them a show.
By the time they reached to pier, his dick was the only thing keeping his
suit from falling off completely.

Joel and Alex appreciated their sexy pilot's body and gave him a substantial
tip.  They were not about to stray, but they still could appreciate a thing
of beauty when they saw it!

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That evening Joel's grandparents showed the boys the floor plans and options
for the condos.  Joel and Alex both had some good input.

"We want you guys to have a say in how these look because you will inherit
them someday.  We have no intention of leaving them to your parents, Joel."
Rhys said.

The Masterson's and the Teague's went on to talk about the current state of
the family company that Joel's grandfather had founded.  Both grandfathers
had been secretly buying up stock in conjunction with the Albers' ever since
it had gone public after Joel's father took charge of it.  They were putting
some shares in Joel's, Allen's, Alex's, and Alicia's names.  With what they
had recently purchased, the people sitting around the table, along with the
ones left in Bentonville, held controlling interest.

Alex protested that he shouldn't be included in the will that left the
condos to them, but Jane said it was only fair.

"You have made our grandson happy.  You come from a background of money so
no one can accuse you of being a gold-digger.  It is our hope that you will
stick with Joel for the rest of your life."

"I'm not leaving unless he kicks me out," Alex replied.

"That's never going to happen!" Joel assured them all.  "As you know, we
wear matching rings.  We are as committed as two high school students can
be."

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After their bodies had recovered enough from the flight to Belize, the two
guys spent as much time as possible snorkeling.  It was an awesome
experience to be swimming among the fish and marine mammals.  The colors and
varieties of sea life never ceased to amaze them.

The boys also explored an area with pristine waterfalls and unspoiled
landscape.  They took lots of photos for their memory books as well as for
sharing with friends and family.

Since they had digital cameras, they took plenty of pictures of each other.
Some of those were too erotic to share with anyone else.

A few days before it was time to go back home, the Masterson's and the
Teague's had settled on the floor plans that they liked best.  In accordance
with Joel's wishes, each condo would be situated on a larger than standard
lot and have its own hot tub in back with a high privacy fence surrounding
the entire back yard.  The condos would sit in the midst of other
single-story units rather than being near any high-rise buildings.  That
would prevent anyone's looking down into the yards.  Joel was thinking of
times when they might like to relax with few or no clothes on.

Two days before their scheduled departures, Jacques Teague summoned everyone
to a short family meeting.

"As some of you know, there are many people at Teague International who are
more loyal to me than to my son.  So, I have many eyes and ears within the
company.  I have found out some disturbing news.  It appears that my son has
discovered which flight the rest of you will be taking back to Iowa.  He
evidently plans to have Joel forcibly removed from the airport and driven to
his home.  Of course, the papers that we have will show that Jane and Rhys
have custody of him, but it could take a long court battle to resolve if he
is under his parental roof.  In the mean time, they will likely try to have
Joel `cured' of his homosexuality."

All present, especially the two boys, were shaken by the news.  Joel looked
as if he was going to be sick and Alex didn't appear too much better.

"Never fear," the elder Teague continued, "I have a plan to thwart this
whole scheme and to put Ward in his place once and for all.  My people in
the company have told me about some financial irregularities and I am to
receive a full report before we leave.  Rhys and I will put our heads
together to make this play out to our advantage.  You boys have fun and
leave the details to us."

After hearing a brief overview, Joel and Alex agreed that the older men were
making a good plan.  They put the whole thing out of their minds so that
they could enjoy the remainder of their stay.

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When their plan landed in Miami for the connecting flight, the Masterson's
were among the first passengers to walk up the jet-way since they were
traveling first class.  As they stepped into the terminal, they were
confronted by their daughter and son-in-law along with a young police
officer.

"We're taking Joel with us," Ward Teague announced with not so much as a
civil greeting.

"I'm afraid that is quite impossible," Rhys retorted.  "He is legally ours
and we have no intention of giving him up."

"This officer is here to see that he comes with us.  Now hand him over!"
Janis Teague demanded of her father.


The elder Teague's made their appearance at that point.

"As your father said, that is quite impossible," Jacques smiled at his
daughter-in-law.  "Joel and his boyfriend aren't here."

"I insist that you call security and have this plane searched!" Ward yelled
at the policeman.

"I don't have that authority," the young man replied calmly.  "All I can do
is to serve this notice when your son disembarks."

After about 15 minutes, all of the passengers had deplaned and the flight
crew was coming up the ramp.  The younger Teague's questioned the stewards
and stewardesses only to learn that there had been no one on the fight who
fit Joel's description.  Ward was furious.

"I demand to know where my son is!" he screamed at his parents and in-laws.

"You had only to ask," Jacques responded quietly.  "You have been tearing
around like a mad bull instead of listening.  Joel and his boyfriend are
somewhere over Kansas in the corporate jet.  Alex's brother is picking them
up at the Eastern Iowa Airport in about an hour."

"Now please dismiss this officer so that he may do his job in keeping the
citizens of Miami safe.  Then, join us in the VIP lounge while we explain to
you exactly how things are going to be." The elder Teague continued.

Once in the lounge, Jacques Teague placed a pile of papers on the table in
front of his son.  Ward frowned as he read the top sheet.

"What is this?" he questioned.

"It is a record of the misappropriation of money from a number of company
accounts.  As major stockholders in the company, we can demand your
resignation.  We can also turn this over to the attorney general of Florida
and have you brought up on charges of embezzlement."

Ward Teague tore the pile of papers into many pieces.

"You are nuts, old man!  You have no proof and you don't have that much
stock.  I know because I keep track of the shareholders."

"I have several more copies of that report and I do have the votes.  Have
you ever heard of a holding company called: `Albers Associates'?  Jane and
Rhys are a part of that along with Alex's family.  Believe me, we have a 60%
majority and we only need 51%."

"What are you planning to do?" a shaken, but sullen Ward Teague asked.

"We don't particularly want the Teague name dragged through the courts and
through the mud.  Therefore, you will voluntarily reduce your salary by 50%
for the next five years.  That should repay what you owe the company, if my
calculations are correct.  You will receive no bonuses and you will divest
yourself of the stock that you own.  You will do that by dividing it equally
between your two sons.  If you do not comply, we will press charges no
matter how much I hate to see you serve time in prison."

Ward Teague looked like he was going to explode.  He was used to making
demands and having them met.  He wanted to lash out at someone, but he knew
that he had been caught dead to rights.

"How am I expected to live on half of my present income?" Ward finally
asked.

"Well, you might begin by selling off some of your vacation properties and
your toys.  Speaking of toys, my sources tell me that you have a new
Mercedes Benz S65 AMG Edition.  You need to give that to Jane and Rhys in
atonement for all of the, uh how shall I put this delicately, but in terms
you understand?  For all of the SHIT you've put them through!  Joel can use
it to take his lover to prom.  Please hire a transport service to have it
delivered as soon as possible.  I think that about covers it; if I think of
anything else, I'll let you know."

"But what am I supposed to do for a car?"

"Oh, I'll give you your mother's Cadillac and buy one of those Mercedes for
her.  Would that suit you, Genevieve, my sweet?"

Ward was left fuming, but speechless as the elder Teague's walked the
Masterson's to the gate for their flight to Iowa.  He had no choice to do as
his father had insisted.  The old man had him by the short-hairs.

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Author's note: Wow, a lot of things have happened since I last posted.
Please don't forget the many people hurt by the Virginia Tech tragedy.  And,
no matter your stand on the war in Iraq, don't forget the troops and their
families -- and the Iraqis!

Thanks to the 26 of you who wrote since last posting: Joe, Rad, Jim C,
Phillip (Luiz), Jacob, Tim P, Carroll, Jim We, Jim Wi, Dave F, Stephen P,
Bill K, Craig (cgard), Gary Mc, Allen M, Vann, David R, Daniel F, Chuck V,
Peo, Don B, James H (about Zeke), and of course my editors, David, Tim, and
Tom.  David is recovering from surgery and doing pretty well.

Paul W also wrote.  He and I are going to try to get some of the Bentonville
boys to New York to see the Wild Boys from his series when they go on tour.
It's a bit tricky to coordinate, but we are trying.

A special thanks to Joe who suggested some of the details about Joel's
father and the Mercedes.

I hope that I didn't miss anyone on the list.  If I did, please tell me and
I'll include you next time for sure!

David