Date: Sun, 14 Nov 2021 14:39:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Will and Tom Part Two (Young Friends) As Will stood in the hallway of his house remembering that dark day he thought about how much his life had changed. It wasn't long after his parents' funeral that his Uncle Rob had finally arrived in the UK. The less said about that the better though Will thought. He shook his head to try to dispel dark thoughts and he walked upstairs to his bedroom. He hoped a shower would wash away the smells and dirt of the day and cleanse his mind so he could just forget about things for a while. He stripped off and let the hot water flow over him, washing away the bad thoughts running through his head. Will came out of the shower feeling refreshed and picked up a towel. He wrapped it around himself to walk across the carpet into his bedroom. Once there he accidentally dropped it before picking it up and starting to towel dry. He caught a look at himself in the bedroom mirror. He wouldn't admit it to anyone that he'd positioned it solely so he could admire his body in it when he was naked. He knew it was vain and egotistical but he couldn't help it. He loved the way he looked. It was one of the few positive things in his life. Puberty had hit him like a train well over a year ago and he'd grown so quickly everywhere it was like he'd been drinking Miracle-gro. He was tall for his age. Not quite touching 6 feet just yet but he was heading that way. His muscles hadn't quite caught up with him though so while he looked athletic he was quite wiry. He was fast rather than stocky. A winger's build rather than a bustling centre forward. He smiled at himself, liking the way his smile split his face. He thought he was fairly handsome but then again he reasoned most people probably thought they were. There was no doubting his favourite part of his body. One he was very proud of. It was unsurprisingly his dick. And what a dick it was, he thought. It was pretty much the biggest in his year at school. He hadn't obviously measured everyone else's but he knew he was right at the top size wise. He could see the admiring jealous glances he got from the smaller boys when he got changed for swimming or showered after PE. He made sure everyone got a good look at it. He loved showing it off. He just wished his mind was as good as his body was. He was filled with so much anger at his parents. How dare they die and leave him alone! How dare they leave a man he didn't even know in charge of him. One who seemingly had no interest at all in him. This anger he felt got him into trouble. He'd started bullying people at school. He'd get into fights. He couldn't fight that urge to self destruct. He knew it wasn't just about his parents though. It was more than that. If he wasn't dwelling on his parents then often his mind would dwell on the other things that had made him angry. His sexuality and a previous incident in his past. He was fairly sure he wasn't totally straight. If he was honest with himself he'd admit he was bisexual or most likely gay. However he wasn't at all happy about it. He also wondered if he always had been like that or if that incident at his grandparents house had made him that way? After all if not for that maybe he'd just be a normal straight teenager now like seemingly everyone else at school. Instead he was a wash of confused and repressed emotions and feelings. Then again maybe what happened was his fault? He'd let it happen after all. Maybe he'd led the other boy on? Made him think he wanted it? It had been two years since it happened and he still thought about it a lot. It made him angry. It made him upset. Unfortunately though it also made him horny and excited at times. It only added to the maelstrom of confusion in his mind. As his mind wandered back to the incident he felt his dick harden. He cursed. It was hard enough to ignore at the best of times. He couldn't fight it though. He lay on his bed, slipped his hand around his dick. He closed his eyes and replayed the events of that day two years before. His parents had been at an awards ceremony in Paris for one of his Dad's books. As a result and much to their reluctance he stayed at his grandparents for a couple of nights. They were very unenthusiastic about it as usual. The second night clashed with their regular bridge club night. Obviously they couldn't miss it to spend time with their grandson so they got a babysitter in. "I don't need a babysitter grandmother!" Will had insisted as his grandparents got ready to go out. "Don't be silly William. You're barely eleven. We aren't allowed to leave you on your own. It's only for an evening. Don't make such a big deal of it. Ah, here he is now." The doorbell rang as Will's Grandmother opened it. "Ah hello Cameron. Thank you so much for this. It's such a relief that you're able to babysit Will. He can be a bit of a tearaway at times but you know what eleven year old boys are like!" Will was annoyed by this comment. He was far from a tearaway. At least in his eyes. He looked at Cameron as he walked in. He was a tall, slightly spotty boy who smiled at them both. He looked to be around sixteen years old. Despite his grandparents' clear dislike for Will, it was clear his grandmother liked Cameron. "It's my pleasure Maureen! Am sure we'll get on well. It might seem a long time ago now but I was eleven only a few years ago after all!" "Well I hope he's not too much of a bother for you. So his bedtime is 8.30. He needs a bath as well. We'll be home by ten which I hope isn't too late?" His Grandmother said to Cameron. Cameron said it was fine while Will silently fumed. 8.30! What sort of bedtime was that?! With that his grandparents went out and Cameron was in charge. They watched some TV together. Will thought Cameron was nice. He was good fun and nicer to hang out with than his grandparents. That was a low bar though. Virtually anyone would be nice to hang out with and they'd certainly be nicer to him than his grandparents were. Cameron had disappeared off to run Will a bath leaving him to watch TV for a bit longer. "Bathtime Will!" He shouted down to Will who sighed and switched the TV. He trooped upstairs to the bathroom where Cameron was sitting on the edge of a quite full bath full of bubbles. Will stood there awkwardly as Cameron showed no sign of leaving. "Um Cameron. I'm eleven. I'm able to have a bath on my own," He said, hoping that would cause Cameron to go downstairs. He didn't want to have to be naked in front of another boy. "I'm sorry Will. I'm babysitting you. I have to keep an eye on you. Can you imagine what trouble I'd be in if something went wrong and you drowned in the bath?" Will realised Cameron wasn't moving so he slowly and reluctantly took his clothes off with his back to Cameron. He covered himself with his hands, only removing them to climb into the bath. Once he was in the bubbles hid everything. He sighed with pleasure as the hot water hit his body. He instantly felt relaxed.. "How is it? Too hot?" Cameron asked. "No it's lovely! Perfect in fact!" Will said with a smile. "It looks very tempting! Hmmm. There's probably room for two in there. Would you mind if I joined you in the bath?" Will was surprised by Cameron's question. Why on earth would he want to share a bath with him? Cameron was much bigger than him and he'd take all the room up. Sharing baths was just not the done thing. However Cameron was in charge. If he said no would he get angry and just do it anyway? "Um....I suppose that's not a problem," Will said reluctantly. He wanted to say no but ultimately he felt he shouldn't. Maybe that's what babysitters did down here in Canterbury? He was a polite boy and didn't like to offend. So he went along with it despite his better instincts. Cameron smiled at him,"Great, thank you!" He said and started to take his clothes off. Will's interest was piqued slightly. Being an only child he'd only ever seen boys his age naked really and only in school changing rooms. Cameron was definitely better developed physically. He was certainly muscular and as he took his shirt off Will felt a slight tingle. He wasn't sure what or why but all of a sudden he was quite pleased Cameron was joining him in the bath. "You've got a big hairy dick! Was it always that big?!" He gasped and asked in shock as Cameron pulled down his boxer shorts to show off a thick 4 inches nestled above some big heavy balls. Will thought you could probably fit ten of his dicks inside Cameron's. Cameron climbed into the water and smiled at Will. "Thanks! I'm pretty pleased with it to be honest. But no it wasn't always that big," Cameron's bigger body meant that his dick and balls weren't quite under the water or hidden by the bubbles. Will felt reassured that Cameron wasn't just born with a dick that size. "Will mine grow to be that big?" He asked. "Of course! Once you start puberty yours will start to grow as well. Mine was as small as yours once then a friend fed me special magic juice which kickstarted it and it started growing. I'll show you if you like?" "I guess so. It would be nice to start growing a bigger one." Will felt a bit strange after he said those words. Why would it be nice to grow a bigger one? It wasn't something he'd thought about before. His dick was his dick. He pissed out of it and that was it. But Cameron's dick was something he suddenly coveted. Will cast an admiring glance at it. If he had one like that would all the boys at school do the same? Will wasn't particularly popular at school so anything that he thought might improve his standing sounded good! "Well first of all you always need to make sure your dick is clean. So peel your foreskin back like this and wash under it so it's all nice and soapy. Then rinse it off," Cameron said, demonstrating by peeling his foreskin back to show off his big dick head. He cleaned it in front of Will and then Will did the same. "Now stand up Will." Will did as he was told. To say he was shocked and surprised was an understatement as Cameron leaned forward and took his soft dick in his mouth. Will gasped as his dick started to grow and go hard. It did that sometimes but it had never felt as hard as it was now. Cameron started sucking and bobbing up and down on it. It felt nice although Will also felt like they shouldn't be doing it. It felt....wrong somehow. He stayed quiet though apart from the odd gentle moan. After all, his dick was hard and in an older boy's mouth. Even if he wanted him to stop he wasn't sure that Cameron would do it. He might bite his dick off or something!. So Will just stood there as he watched Cameron's head move up and down. He could see Cameron's own dick was now hard and it looked massive. Cameron seemed to have a hand around it that was moving up and down it really fast. "Ummm....I'm going to piss!" Will suddenly said loudly. A strange feeling was approaching and it must be needing a piss. Cameron didn't stop though, in fact he put his hands around Will's bum pulling him closer so he couldn't escape. Then Will's body shook as a wave of intense sensations washed over him. His legs trembled and he would have fallen over if Cameron hadn't held him close. Cameron slowed down and pulled off, helping Will sit down. "Er what happened to me Cameron?! Was that part of the magic you mentioned?" Cameron smiled at Will. "No! It was your first orgasm. And it seemed like a pretty good one. Now I'm going to stand up and you can do the same to me. My balls are bigger than yours and they make the special magic sauce I mentioned. So when I have my orgasm my balls will fire some of that magic sauce into your mouth. If you swallow it then it will go down to your tummy and start working on making your dick grow." Will was very reluctant. Cameron had stood up and his dick was sticking straight up. It was long and thick. Longer than Will's ruler he thought. "Um sorry Cameron. I don't think I want to do that." "Don't be sorry Will. It's my fault. I forgot you were still just a little boy happy with his tiny little dick. Let's just forget about it!" Cameron said, patting Will on the shoulder with a smile. Will was a bit miffed at the little boy jibe. He was eleven years old, not six or seven! "I'm not a little boy! I'm eleven!" Will protested. "Well you say that but you're acting like one." "I'm not! Fine. I'll do it!" Will didn't really want to but he got into position by Cameron's dick. Cameron smiled at him. "Sorry Will. I understand it's a big thing to do. How about I make it so you only have to do a few sucks before I shoot the magic juice?" "Um sure. Ok. Thanks," Will said and then watched as Cameron started moving his hand up and down his dick again. His hand was a blur and Will was fascinated by the action.. "Uhhh...open.......wide.......Will....." Cameron said and he pushed his dick into Will's open mouth. Will bobbed up and down, sucking it like a lollipop. All of a sudden Cameron clasped his hands on Will's head and grunted as his dick went warmer and swelled slightly. It then unloaded the magic sauce he'd mentioned into Will's mouth. Will spluttered as it filled his mouth but he managed to swallow it all down. He sat down afterwards as Cameron withdrew from his mouth and smiled at him. "Well done Will! Turns out you're not a little boy after all. Your dick should start growing now. Keep this between us though. Just our little secret. Now let's get clean and then I'll put you to bed." Will felt strange about what he'd done. Conflicted. He couldn't help feeling he'd been tricked into it somehow. But then again he'd agreed and gone along with it. Cameron put him to bed but Will stayed awake for a while. Thinking about the feeling of Cameron's dick in his mouth. Thinking that what they'd done must have been really wrong. He remembered the last thing Cameron had said when he turned the light off. "I really like you Will. It was fun what we did. But remember. You mustn't tell anyone what we did. It's against the law for me to meddle and try and make your dick grow quicker. So keep it to yourself otherwise we might both end up in prison. Hopefully I'll get to babysit you again and we can have more fun together!" Will had tried to put the incident to the back of his mind. It was hard though. He'd sucked someone's dick. But he could say anything, the last thing he wanted was to end up in prison! So he kept it to himself. Over the next few months his dick certainly did develop. He played with it a lot like Cameron had done and he also ended up shooting "magic juice.". However through lessons at school he'd realised that it was all bullshit from Cameron. Sucking a dick and swallowing cum didn't kick start puberty for him. It was just that he was an early developer. He felt anger towards Cameron. But he was conflicted and confused. He wished he had someone he could talk to about it but he was a bit of a loner. He knew his anger bubbled just under the surface and if he wasn't careful it would rush out and he'd get himself into trouble. Back in his bedroom Will's hand was a blur as he thought about sucking Cameron off. His mind wandered to the dicks of boys at school. He was attracted to the smaller ones for some reason. Maybe because his was so big? Or because of what Cameron had made him do? Whatever it was he pictured his friend Andy's little hairless dick in his mind as he grunted and shot cum over his hand. Will cleaned up, got dressed and sat down to do his homework. A couple of hours later his uncle Robert arrived back home with a takeaway. They sat in silence as they ate their dinner. Will could tell his uncle resented him. He'd had an exciting life overseas and now he was back in London. He clearly didn't like it. Will wanted to learn more about his uncle's life. After all, their lives were now intertwined. "Uncle Robert..." Will started to ask. "Just Rob, Will." "Rob. Why didn't you ever come and see us when I was growing up? My grandparents barely ever mentioned you." "It's complicated Will. The short version is that growing up my parents didn't like me. They clearly favoured your mother and doted on her. They were just looking for an opportunity to get rid of me. Then something happened and they pretty much kicked me out the house. I wanted to be free from them. I don't like this country. I don't like the people. I feel more at home in Cambodia. I'd lived there since before you were born. I've made my life there. I've made a difference with my projects there. It was nothing personal Will. You just weren't really on my radar. Now I'm back here it's been useful to have a few meetings with people here to help my projects over there but no offence I'd rather be back there than babysitting a thirteen year old." Will had learned that when adults said "no offence" it usually meant they were about to cause offence and this was no difference. So Rob wasn't happy looking after him? Well how did he think Will felt about it all? It was due to his parents dying that this situation developed after all. "Babysitting". His uncle wasn't supposed to be babysitting him, he was now in charge of him. He was supposed to be helping him grow up. He was his guardian. The replacement for his parents but he clearly couldn't care less. Will sat there silently fuming while they finished dinner. Their evenings were usually like this. Both of them sitting in silence wishing the situation was different. Will thought that if Rob would just hug him then he could let go of some of that anger but for now he had to try and manage it himself. A couple of days later he was back in the headteacher's office after school. This time a boy had made a jibe about his Dad being dead and Will had flipped. The boy had been bollocked and now Will was awaiting his punishment. He hoped it wasn't expulsion. He liked the school . It did feel a bit weird going to an all boys school but then again it wasn't like he was into girls anyway. He did wonder though that having a few around might calm things down a bit. Not just for him , for all the other boys as well. At times it was a hotbed of testosterone. "I'd hoped not to see you so soon after our last chat William. However I was considering calling you in to see me this week anyway. I've decided that you need to challenge your emotions into a more wholesome pursuit. So perhaps against my better instincts there will be no punishment for today. I'm giving you a project instead. Report here at 8.15am on Monday and I'll explain more. Now go home and try and have a relaxing weekend." Will trooped home sadly in the pouring rain. Why couldn't he control himself? Why did he react and get wound up so easily? He wished he could talk to Rob or someone about it but he'd do what he'd always done since his parents died. He'd try and manage himself. Who knows what sort of project the Headteacher had for him? Whatever it was he hoped it might help...