Date: Sun, 29 May 2011 23:14:33 -0400 From: TC McPhee Subject: THe FoiLs of FLeTcH VaN DaM 19 The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any resemblances to real people, alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon persons, of continents or islands, in countries, counties, cities, towns, villages, neighborhoods, streets, cul-de-sacs, nor governmental or non-governmental areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then why are you here? Seriously, if guy-to-guy sex stuff makes you barf or is going to screw up your mind, you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most states and countries, you are not allowed to read this story, by law. Check with your local laws regarding such. % Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction. In real life, use protection. THe FoiLs of FLeTcH VaN DaM 19 WriTten by T. Chase McPhee % "I think we'll be right on schedule," David says, entering a wooden-gated area of Rockbottom Marina. "Dolphins?" Evan's mouth stays rounded at his exclamation. "Of course! What did you expect, Evan?" Fletch says, having it in the bag, every inch of Rockbottom Marina and which pen houses what species of marine life. With a swim-suited dude walking towards them, David introduces them, "Fellas, this is Dalki West." The two eleven year olds watched as the tall, dark marine worker started out at the far side of the pen, seeming to `grow' taller and wider, mostly tall, approaching them, until the two boys had to look up, like at the sun to see Dalki's face! "Wow you're tall!" Evan says. Something Jason had often said, when standing in the street and seeing a tall guy zip by, "What do they feed you at home?" Smiling a toothy grin, Dalki laughs and then answers Fletch, "Fish, vegetables... do you eat all of your vegetables?" Standing there with hands on his hips, it occurs to Fletch, Dalki is being `cute!' However, there is more than the personality stoking his interest, "Do you go to a gym?" David had wandered away and Evan seeing him by the dolphin pond, ran over to him. Dalki kept Fletch's attention. He had dropped down, squatted to be on Fletch's eye level, however standing, Dalki looks down upon himself and runs his hand over the ripples of his six pack abs, disturbing the dark stripe running contrary, "I do. If you workout too, someday you could have a six pack!" Fletch knew he was a slim kid, but never knew he could get a tight midsection. One big difference between himself and Dalki, which he had once questioned his buddy, Jason about, "And maybe someday I could get a trail. That's what Jason says." "He does, does he?" "Yup, but Jason says it could or it might not be. We don't have a choice. We gotta take a trail if we get one, but we might not." Dalki smiled at Fletch's description, saying, "It sounds like your friend Jason is a wise man." "Oh Jason is real smart. He told me all about stuff." It then occurs to Fletch that Dalki might be straight. He couldn't recall how Jason went about this, so comes right out with, "Hey Dalki, can I ask you sumthin'?" Crunching down again to a squat position, Dalki asks, "Sure." Fletch first smiled, which made Dalki smile, then asks point blank, "Are you gay?" First thought, he questions, "Would it make you like me any less?" "Oh no," Fletch's face distorts, "not at all. My friend Jason is gay and me too. We're okay with guys even if they aren't gay." "It sounds like your friend Jason is a very intelligent person. Yes, I'm gay and if it ever happens, I would be honored knowing your friend." "Yeah, he's cool," Fletch answers, not really understanding everything Dalki was referring to. Interrupting them, Evan rushes over to them, "Fletch! Get ready!" "For what?" Fletch replies, moving to Dalki's right side, placing a hand on the twenty-eight year old man's shoulder. It slips off though, Dalki rising up to meet Fletch's running friend. "David's going to make a dolphin come out of the pond and lay on the sidewalk!" "I better give him a hand," Dalki says, hustling off. Seconds ago, Evan's mind raced with thoughts of a dolphin leaping out of the water, but in a split-second his mind is telling him, "Dalki is cool, huh?" According to what Fletch was thinking, wasn't at all Evan's train of thought, "Yup and you know what?" "What?" "He says if he ever meets Jason he's going to talk with him," Fletch's way of saying Dalki is gay and pairing the two up, reinforcing his statement. Because Evan `liked him', he says of Jason and Dalki, "Maybe they'll become boyfriends!" Hyped by Evan's words, Fletch exclaims, "And get married!" "Who's getting married?" David butts into their `gay' business, then detours to his own official business, "If you guys want to see Dalki make `Dibbs' bounce, you boys better bounce!" Turning towards the pond and Dalki, still tall in the distance, toy with `Dibbs', offering the dolphin bits of fish in return for some jumps, the two are ushered closer by David's hands to their shoulders, "Closer... closer..." then reversing his hands, from pushing to pulling back, "close enough!" David joins Dalki at the side of the pond. "He looks like a nice man," Evan says of Dalki, turning in different ways to coerce Dibbs into hopping up to the lip of the pool, onto a slight depression of the pool apron, covered by inches of water. "Yep!" Fletch agrees. This is where the two attention spans split. Whereas, even at eleven, Evan was taken aback by the incredible good looks of Dalki West, Fletch became more fascinated to how a sea creature, weighing hundreds of pounds, could be enticed to flinging its bod onto solid concrete and not get squished! % "Nice man," Pieter stirs conversation, he and Jason carpooling to the marina. "Yeah," Jason replies. He knew Pieter was fishing for details, so left him hanging, "Too bad he's already taken or else I'd make an honest man out of him!" "So you two did more than sleep last night?" Jason smiled, thinking he might as well get it over with, "He stripped me, sucked me and then while I lay there in bed Mac put on a private strip show for me and..." "I wasn't asking for a preview of the evening entertainment, Jason?" "Oh," Jason replied, puzzled, because it's what he thought Pieter was probing for. Smiling, Pieter says, "Of course, it does sound like the beginning of a good script for a porn movie?" "Maybe I should become a writer!" Jason tells him, being sarcastic about the whole issue. Getting off that subject and on to his real inquiry, Pieter asks, "So, what of this Kjartan dude?" Sitting back, his hyper thoughts mellowing out, Jason smiles as he says, "I think I could seriously fall in love with the man!" >From what Mac had said, of Jason being a hero, Pieter says, "Just like the fairytale, sleeping Kjartan awakened by his knight in shining armour!" "Except as soon as he started breathing, they got me out of the scene so the paramedics could do their thing." "You didn't get to ride in the ambulance with him?" "Nah, but his old offered me a ride in a limo he had called to replace the one they were riding in?" Pieter, turning off at an exit, "Did he know you were with Mac?" This puzzled Jason, him getting some strange vibrations, "Wait, do you think Fignewton was hitting on me?" Still even after hearing it one or two times, Pieter thinks it's a riot, laughing, "Fignewton!" Swatting Pieter in the arm, Jason says, "I asked you a question?" "I dunno," Pieter replies. "I was just saying." Then Jason jumps to conclusions, "Thinking back to the accident, there wasn't any Mrs. Fignewton there?" "Maybe they're divorced, maybe she's dead, but maybe there's another Mr. Fignewton?" "Why did you even bring it up Pieter?" "I dunno. Just a strange, uneasy feeling about the whole thing, plus you said he was comfortable with his son being gay." "A lot of parents are fine with their sons being gay," Jason reasons. "True." Going through the toll booth, Pieter says, "Never mind me." After Pieter mentioned it, them having words over it, it bugged Jason and like Mac on a hunch, wanted to start his own investigation to see if Kjartan's father had a mister or a missus for a partner! % "Steady.... steady... you got it!" The boys watched as Dibbs did a few belly-hops and was up and out of the water. Dalki asks, "Who wants to be the first to pet Dibbs?" "Not me!" Evan replies, backing away. Stepping forwards without a tinge of fear, Fletch asks, "Why not? Look at me! I'm not afraid!" Even though David was at his side, Evan further discounts his act of courage, "Not with those razor teeth. I don't want to be Dibbs next lunch!" It became a toss up though, being Dibbs' lunch or like Fletch, kneeling down next to the dolphin, being coached by Dalki, who at some points had to reach around or over the top of Fletch's head to help `groom' the mammal. Evan became extra mad at himself. Drawing off a time of a few years ago, swimming in the ocean and having another fish nip him on the toe, he grew fearful of being close to any sea creature, especially one six times the size of more of Fletch. This isn't what made him angry for not joining Fletch at Dibbs' side, but of someone rushing up to Dibbs, asking Fletch to smile and snap some photos. With insight, David walks over to Evan and once again coaxes him, "Are you sure you don't want to pet Dibbs?" While the photographer took various angles of both Fletch and Dalki, Evan stood there and told his story of his fateful day at the ocean, where a toe-nibble made the lifeguards empty the water, while David squatted, one knee to the cement, listening. Meanwhile, David's superior, Cris Ekert comes along, making a fuss over the photographs. "Excuse me a moment," David stands. Rather than leave Evan there, he takes the eleven year old's hand and leads him towards Ekert. A distance from Dibbs, Evan looks at the dolphin and things, could it really be what David says, that he wasn't afraid of the animal, more scared because that day on the beach the lifeguards didn't believe him and it got him and his foster parents in trouble and all along Evan blamed the toe-biting fish? Deep down inside, he searched his soul and thought maybe `all' sea animals couldn't be bad. Then, while the photographer, David and his boss talked, his hand slipped from David's digits. "C'mon!" Fletch yelled softly the distance of several feet. "He won't bite!" Dalki tried helping to convince Evan to make his move. Something snapped and it wasn't the photographer's shutter on his camera, but something which runs deep into the soul. Paying more attention to Dalki, Evan walked towards Dibbs like he was in a trance. Approaching him and Fletch, Evan felt more of an attraction towards the six-foot-three man than the eight ton mammal. Not sure he wanted to touch the slimy creature, he was convinced by Dalki announcing, "Two more minutes and Dibbs goes back into the swimming pool!" More convincing though was Dalki's hand on his, guiding it to the moist surface of the dolphin and then clearing a path, "Stand over there," he lured Dibbs back into his pool. "How did you like it?" he asks the two. Both thought it great, voicing opinion, though Evan held his tongue, thinking on a more personal state of being. "Happy birthday!" "Jason?" Fletch asked in astonishment, knowing the tone of voice, searching the pond area for a familiar face. He continued singing it, "Happy birthday to best-bud, happy birthday to...." More reason for Fletch to cast without a doubt it being his best buddy, "You can't sing!" Standing there, the two facing each other, Jason asks, "I know I can't sing, but don't I at least get a hug?" Evan was right off jealous. First Fletch got to be around Dalki and now this other hot guy was hugging him! At least he got a handshake from Jason when Fletch introduced them. "Who's this? Tarzan?" Jason asks, staring up the three inches to reach Dalki's face. "Nope!" Fletch replies. "This is Dalki. He takes care of the dolphins." Right away Jason felt gypped, he was born a human and not a dolphin! "Hello," Dalki took Jason's hand in his. "You must be the `famous Jason'?" "Famous?" Jason asks. "Depends on what I'm being famous for?" For all of five seconds the two held `handshakes' and something passed between them, eyes locking, Dalki returns softly, "Fletch. He couldn't stop talking about you. Jason this and Jason that?" "He was lonely for a friend, that's all," Jason shrugged it off. Smiling, Dalki says, "I'd always wished I had a friend like that." His voice soft, he applies a little more pressure at the fingertips. "Dalki, can Jason pet Dibbs?" Fletch breaks off their concentration. Turning his attention to Fletch, Dalki drops Jason's hand, "Not today. Dibbs has seen enough of dry land." Pieter has connected with David and being Fletch's guardian is doing some `marina' business with the photographer. "It could mean some college money in the lad's pocket," Cris Ekert, David's boss, tries forcing Pieter's hand, into having Fletch's picture already taken with Dibbs, blown up into a giant poster and used for advertising on behalf of Rockbottom Marina. Pieter smiled. David knew as well, Fletch was set for life, after finding the gold coins in the basement, but for now the two were keeping it under wraps. Since Pieter didn't reply, David offers a temporary solution, "Why don't you let Pieter give it some thought and I'm sure Fletch would like a say in the matter?" "Fair enough," Helmut Cloniger, Rockbottom Marina's photographer, replies. To some, Evan sights were set on `really good looking' guys and the eleven year old was keeping tally. Best looking guy in the group of men was Dalki. Second `was' the photographer, Helmut, slight build, blond hair, speaking with a twang which sounded like it was foreign, though Evan wasn't sure exactly what the German language sounded like, but Helmut's status was moved to third place, when Jason arrived. Too, he didn't discount Pieter, but his own private popularity contest, based on how the guys looked, he was limiting himself to three. Of course though, Dalki came in first place too because he had the least amount of clothes on! Being it was near four o'clock, and the boys complaining they were thirsty, they all headed to the snack bar. Before leaving, Jason asks, "Would you be needing any help with that?" Dalki, coiling up the hose, replies to Jason, "Not with this one, but later I might need help with the `other' hose?" Jason kept looking back as he caught up with the rest. A smile crisscrossed his lips, thinking about putting out the fire! Little round tables sat in front on the snackbar, so they put two together to form a figure eight of sorts. The conversation began with `why' Jason had missed the birthday party yesterday. Of course he had to lie a little on account of the ongoing criminal nature of Jason's excuse. He put the blame on himself, saying he had met up with Mac and then, his own fault, spending time with him. Leaving out the part about the `terrible twins', wasn't much of a lie. Being smart, Jason switched the subject, "How was your birthday party? I see you have a new friend?" While Fletch talked up a storm, surprised by meeting Evan, because there wasn't any other kids at his party, then the antics with chicken fights in the pool and his birthday present from Phil and Bill. At this point, Jason remembers, "Oh yeah. Here," he pulls a wad of money out of his pocket, "I almost forgot your present," he unravels the green, "I hope you like it!" Pieter says, "What? No pink bow Jason?" They laughed as Fletch counts it out, his eyes as wide as saucers, "A hundred dollars, Jason?" Already explained to Fletch by his dad, with Eric's estimate of how much the gold coins were worth, he would not have to worry about anything for life, clothes, cars, a proper education and if he chose, setting up a business for himself. However, from its special presenter, this gift meant more than anything money could buy and in his words, Fletch show just how much, "I don't care if you didn't come to my birthday party Jason. I'm glad you're here. You're not going away again, are you?" With a stiff upper lip, Jason stay silent for a few seconds. Silence filled the enclave, Fletch asking the obvious, "You're leaving, aren't you?" "I have to go to the city on business." Dalki happens by, picking up a tray from the snackbar counter and asks, "Got room for one more?" Evan was a little disappointed, but probably Jason too, Dalki wearing a tank top! "Plenty," David says, clearing some garbage away. "How come you have to go, Jason? You just got here!" Dalki jumps in with, "You're leaving already?" "If I could get out of it, I would," Jason addresses Fletch. Keeping up with things, Dalki asks, "Would this have something to do with the guy's life you saved?" Apparently the others were not too keen on keeping up with the evening news, David asking, "You saved a guy's life, Jason?" Pieter asks too, "Was he cute?" Of course Pieter got badgered by David, but Jason right off says, "It was nothing, but the guy's old man wants me to do him a favor and keep an eye on the kid." "How old was the kid?" Fletch asks. "My age?" Up on everything, Dalki explains, "No, Fletch. He's an eighteen year old kid," and getting dramatic, "It's on all the talk shows and news. Jason's a hero for bringing the man back from the dead." "Jason?" David asks. "It was nothing. CPR. I learned it when I was on my high school swimming team. Second time I've ever had to do it," Jason explains. "Wow!" Fletch acknowledges. "My Jason's a hero!" Evan was torn between the two, Jason-the-hero and Dalki-the-dolphin-trainer. With Dalki having himself covered up, it was a toss up to which man was the best looking. Right now, man number three was off the hook. With two gay dads, Evan knew what you're `supposed to do' when feeling good about something and since the table covered him up, he could let his hand feel himself up. He had to admit, not this his first time, it did stimulate him, make him feel good, looking upon the two men, while his hand fondled himself. "I'm no hero," Jason replies, being modest. Begging to differ, Dalki states, "I saw the whole thing. They replayed the news video on the morning show and then there Jason was again, on the noontime news break!" Nicely, Jason says to Dalki, "Oh will you shut up about it!" "No," Dalki got crazy, standing up and yelling out at the top of lungs, "Hey, everybody, this is Jason, a hero for saving a guy's life! He was on this morning's news!" Then he sat down. Jason tried hiding his face in his napkin. "Hey mister, can I have your autograph?" Out from the corner of his napkin, with one eye, Jason looks upon two children. However, he gave in, on account of their father back them up, was so damn hot! "Nice kids," Jason says, giving the `dad' a smile. "Thanks," he replies, adding, "that's what their other dad and me think!" It was a mental thing, passed between two gay adults, the `dad' wanting Jason to know he thought he was hot too! But it wasn't the end. Two autographs led to to two more, than one boy, three little girls, several adults and soon Helmut had his video man with him, filming the `celebrity'! % Copyright 2011 T. Chase McPhee `THe FoiLs of FLeTcH VaN DaM' may not be sold, nor made part of any collection, without prior consent from the author.