Date: Fri, 01 Oct 2021 21:20:06 +0000
From: EntirelyAwesome <entirelyawesome@protonmail.com>
Subject: Church Boys - Chapter Ten

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***

Church Boys - Chapter Ten

***

Ethan walked back to the bedroom he shared with Kevin and another boy
following his visit with Mr. Daniel.  He had just stopped by the communal
bathroom to pee--it was easy to tell he had been crying recently when he
saw his reflection in the mirror so he washed his face and tried to
appear as normal as possible.

"Hey...you okay...?" Kevin whispered from his bunk in the dim light as
soon as Ethan had entered the bedroom.

Ethan was not surprised to find the boy awake, waiting for him to return.

"Yeah...I'm fine..." he replied, trying to keep his voice even as he
took a seat next to the boy.

"Is he gonna fix it so you can come with us tomorrow?"

"Yes, he said he would let me go and also make sure I don't get a
detention."

Kevin could tell, even in the low light, Ethan looked upset about what
had just happened to him, "Want to sleep with me in my bed tonight...?"

Without saying a word, Ethan crawled under the sheet and thin blanket
with the boy and let his best friend put an arm around him.  It was one
of the main things he liked most about Kevin, he was the only person in
his life who ever showed him any kindness or tenderness.  While being a
group home kid, there was never a shortage of bullies or uncaring adults
telling him what to do--but Kevin was different, he genuinely care about
him like an older brother.

As Ethan drifted off to sleep, he felted safe, warm, and loved--he knew
as long as he had Kevin, the world didn't seem like such a shitty place.

***

"Hey, Ethan...you doing all right?  You've been kind of quiet since
dinner."

"Huh...?  Yeah, I'm fine...just thinking about stuff is all," the boy
replied to Kevin, he had been sitting apart from the rest of the boys in
the dayroom who were engaged with either playing or watching the video
games.

"Still thinking about yesterday and what `Mr. You-know who' did to
you?"

Ethan simply shrugged his slender shoulders but didn't directly respond
to the question.

Kevin put a hand on his best friend's shoulder, "I know that must have
sucked, but it all worked out...you got to come with us to the Bounce
Factory and we all had a fun time, right?"

Reluctantly, boyish grin spread across Ethan's face, "Yeah, it was
fun...I'm glad I didn't have to stay behind today."

"Right, so just forget about `Mr. Touchy-feely' and come hang out with
us."

Ethan knew Kevin was right, he should forget about what had happened and
just let it go.  He followed his friend to the other side of the room
then took seat to watch the other kids play Skyrim.  He began to enjoy
himself--however, the young boy had no idea the following day, Sunday,
was going to be the worst day of his relatively-short life.

***

Kevin sat on his bunk, bags packed, while he waited for Ethan to return
with the other boys from church services.  It was late-morning and he
felt almost ill because he knew how hard it was going to be to tell his
friend he had been chosen by a family to be fostered earlier that morning
and he would be soon be leaving with them that very afternoon.

It had not been unusual for a few of the boys to be selected to meet with
prospective parents on Sundays or `Family Day.'  Both Kevin and Ethan
had been selected several times to meet with families in the past but
neither of the boys had been chosen to be fostered or adopted in the
nearly two years they had know each other.  Kevin was both happy and
incredibly sad to be picked for fostering--but, he was certainly not
looking forward to leaving behind the best friend he had ever known.

As soon as Ethan opened the bedroom door and saw Kevin with his bags, his
face turned pale and he could barely speak, "You...you got picked...?"

"Yeah...my new Foster Care parents are downstairs waiting for me in the
dayroom...I told them I wanted to say, `goodbye' to you first."

Kevin stood and walked over to the boy but didn't know what to say to
him when he saw the expression on Ethan's young face, it was a mixture
of shock and disbelief.  The younger boy's face screwed up as the tears
welled up and he began to cry inconsolably, very much like the
11-year-old boy he was.

"Hey..." Kevin wrapped his arms around the boy's thin frame and hugged
him gently, "...they said I can call you on Skype and maybe even come
back for visits," his voice breaking as he also began shedding tears.

***

The days following Kevin's departure seemed like blur to Ethan.  To say
he was devastated about losing his best friend and surrogate brother was
a significant understatement--he simply felt lost.  He had stopped going
outside to play or even visiting the dayroom in the evenings.  When not
in school, the boy simply sat in his room and sadly stared at the floor.

At church, he had learned to pray for help.  The only thing he prayed for
now was to be with Kevin again--but, all the praying in the world didn't
change the fact he was now incredibly alone and sad all the time.

***

"Ethan...what are you doing here?  Can't sleep...?"  Mr. Daniel asked
the small boy a few days later, standing outside of his room wearing only
his underwear and a t-shirt.

"I...um...I was wondering...can I talk to you...in your room?" Ethan spoke
nervously, not looking directly at the man's face.

"Are you sure...?"

"Yes, please."

***

Mr. Daniel offered the boy a seat on his bed then sat beside the boy,
close enough so their bare legs touched, "So, what's going on?  Is
there something wrong, Ethan?"

The boy didn't speak right away and seemed nervous, much more anxious
than his previous after-hours visit a week ago.  Mr. Daniel reached
beneath his bed then pulled out a glass bottle containing brown liquid.
He removed the screw cap and poured some of it into a tiny cup on the
bedside table, "Here, drink this," the man said, handing the shot glass
to the boy.

"What...what is it...?" Ethan asked, speaking for the first time since
entering the room.

"Just something to help you relax a little."

Ethan smelled the liquid in the cup and it had a strange odor, kind of
like wood, leather, and medicine.

"Go on...it won't hurt you...see...?" Mr. Daniel took a big gulp from the
bottle of the brown liquid then smiled at the boy.

Ethan knew it was the stuff grownups drink so decided to give it a try
and drank it down quickly--he began coughing instantly because of the
burning feeling in his throat.

"That's it," Mr. Daniel said, patting the small boy on the back,
"...that'll put hairs on your chest," he said with a grin.

Ethan felt the warmth spread from chest to the rest of his body once he
had stopped coughing.  He felt more relaxed almost immediately as he
handed the little cup back to the man.

"Now, what's going on, Ethan...are you in trouble again?" the man said,
placing an arm around the slender boy.

"Um, no...I came here because..." Ethan paused, he wasn't certain what
to say about the true reason he had decided on another after-hours
visit.

He had been so sad since Kevin had gone away, he simply wanted someone,
`anyone,' to show him some love and affection--even if it meant he had
to let the man hurt him again to get it.

"...I wondered if...we could do that thing again...y'know...naked..."

A crooked smile spread across Mr. Daniel's face, "Oh, I see...you liked
it, did you...?"

Ethan silently shook his head, `yes,' still not looking the man in the
face.

"All right," Mr. Daniel spoke with lust in his voice, "...how about
another drink first?"

***

"Oh fuck...fuck...fuck...!" The man spoke in gasps as his rigid cock
assaulted the young boy's tender hole on top of the bed, "...your sweet
ass makes me so horny..."

Ethan tried to block out the pain as he cried into the pillow, praying it
would soon be over so the man would start sucking his small dick again
like he had the last time.  The stuff he drank had made him feel a little
fuzzy but he could still feel everything happening to his small, naked
body.

"Goddamn...fuck...I'm gonna..."

The door to the small bedroom suddenly opened--Ethan looked up through
blurry eyes and saw two of the other group home counselors standing there
with shocked looks on their faces.

***

Ethan was eventually allowed to go back to his room and finally go to bed
after the police had arrived and asked him a lot of questions after he
had been taken to the group home clinic.  He had still been naked when
the two counselors pulled Mr. Daniel off of him then wrapped him in a
blanket.  Ethan could barely stand on his feet because his head was still
fuzzy and he couldn't focus very well as the police asked him questions
or when the nurse used something on him called a `rape kit' on him.

***

Jason knew how to easily get stuff past the security guards--he had
learned it from the other kids who regularly brought weed to school.  All
he had to do is wait until a student was randomly stopped for a bag check
then get in line directly behind that kid.  The guards never seemed to
check two kids in a row and since there were no metal detectors, it would
be simple to walk right in with his backpack.  The difficult part would
be to get the punk who had broken his nose alone so he could take care of
business.

***

"Hey Tanner...I gotta take a whiz," Ben said as the two boys stood after
finishing their lunch in the cafeteria later that afternoon.

"Okay...I'll come with."

Ben walked with Tanner into a nearby, empty boy's room then stood beside
him at the urinals while he focused on his stream, wondering why pissing
always made his dick get hard.  He heard someone walk into the room
behind them before also hearing what sounded like the door being locked.

"Surprise motherfucker!"

Both boys turned, exposing themselves, to find Jason standing near the
door--pointing a handgun directly at them.

Ben was the first to speak, "What the fuck...are you crazy?!"

"Shut the fuck up, cunt!  You don't have shit to say to me asshole!"

Ben zipped his fly then put up his hands, taking a step to put himself
between Jason and Tanner, "Okay...I won't say anything...just put the gun
down..."

Jason could see both of the younger boys were clearly frightened and he
enjoyed the fact Tanner looked like he was about to shit himself, like a
little bitch.

"Don't fuckin' tell me what to do!  I should pull the trigger right
now so your little boyfriend can watch you bleed out in front of him."

Ben was afraid but tried to speak calmly, " Listen...please...let him
go...I'm the one who broke your nose, not him...just let Tanner walk out
the door...okay...?"

"Why...so he can go get help?  Fuck you!  This is payback for what you
did...and Tanner for opening big mouth after HE sucked my dick!"

"You don't have to do this, Jason," Ben was clearly worried and
scared, "...I don't want to die today...and neither do you..."

"Fuck you...what do you know about me...?  My life has been shit since our
fight...I don't care if I die today...I don't give a fuck!"

"Listen..." Ben's brain was in overdrive, searching for a way out,
"...you haven't done anything worth dying for...not yet...but if you shoot
us, that's it...you won't ever go home again...and neither will
we...we're just kids, all of us...I was angry and we had a fight, I'm
sorry...I'm sorry I hurt you but it's not too late for us to walk out of
here together so we can see our families again..."

Tanner spoke for the first time and said something completely unexpected,
even to himself, "Jason, when we met that day last summer, I really
wanted us to be friends...but I knew you didn't feel the same way so I
stopped hoping for it.  But when you came over to my house to ask me a
question, I really thought you wanted us to...I don't know...get to know
each other.  I don't think you wanted to hurt me that day...and I really
hope you don't want to hurt us now..."

Ben and Tanner's words appeared to be reaching the troubled teen as his
hand slowly lowered, pointing the gun toward the floor.

"It's...it's too late...what am I supposed to do now...?" Jason spoke
quietly, near tears, more to himself than the two frighted boys.

"It's not too late," Ben replied, his breathing returning to normal,
"...you haven't done anything too serious yet...you can put the gun back
in your bag and walk out of the school.  Just take it back to where you
got it...we won't tell anyone as long as you don't hurt anyone else,
okay?"

Jason looked at the gun in his hand then looked at Tanner, "I didn't
mean to hurt you that day when you...I just thought...oh, never mind..." he
wiped the tears from his his eyes and the sweat from his face using the
sleeve of his hoodie then put the gun inside his backpack.

Without saying another word, Jason unlocked the door and walked out,
leaving Ben and Tanner alone in the bathroom.

***

Ethan had been scheduled to speak with a therapist for a few weeks
following Mr. Daniels arrest.  The sessions had helped him deal with what
the man had done to him and they also helped him deal with the depression
he felt following Kevin's departure.  He was somewhat surprised when,
eventually, he had been selected for a Family Day visit because he had
not been requested in quite sometime.

He sat quietly in his school clothes, wearing a name tag, in the dayroom
with the other kids who had been selected to meet with potential parents
for adoption or fostering.  Ethan wasn't even a little nervous, he had
long ago stop getting his hopes up about being picked by someone and was
just happy he didn't have to go to church that morning.

As the parents began filing into the room, the kids stood, waiting to see
who would come talk to them.  Ethan spotted Ms. Wright, one of the nice
social workers, with and a pretty, middle-age woman walking toward his
direction.  He liked Ms. Wright, and the woman she was with had a kind
smile on her face when they both stopped in front of him.

"Hello there, Ethan, it's good to see you again" Ms. Wright greeted
him warmly, "...I would like to introduce you to someone."

The woman held out her hand for a shake then said, "Hi Ethan...my name is
Britany."

***

End of Chapter Ten
To be continued in Chapter Eleven

Prequels to this story:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/finding-holland/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/convincing-cade/

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