Date: Thu, 13 Oct 2005 01:33:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rebel <rebel7772005@yahoo.com>
Subject: Caught with Shadow - Chapter 22

Caught With Shadow
By Rebel

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving a man and
young males.  If material of this nature offends you then you should not
read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most
states, you are not allowed to read this story by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's living
or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way
intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the websites to which it
has been posted, without the consent of the author.

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As my mind slowly came back into my body, and I started to realize where I
was, I looked up to see Berry still riding high above me, trying to regain
his own equilibrium.  He gasped a large breath of air and realized that he
had been holding his breath.  His eyes re-focused and he looked down at me,
grinning from ear to ear.  He leaned down and lightly kissed my lips as he
rose off of my spent dick and eased over to lie beside me.  "I love you
Garret," he whispered lightly into me ear.  I tensed a little, wondering
what Dillon would think of THIS development.  "Oh, not like Dillon and you
love each other, but like the nice brother I should have had," he added
when he felt me tense.

"I love you too Berry, but I think we need to get some sleep for school in
the morning, and besides, I'm beat," I whispered back to him.  Berry
snuggled down into our embrace and laid his head on my chest.  A couple of
minutes later, his light snoring let me know that he was already asleep.
All I could do was marvel at his total involvement in whatever he was doing
at the time.  Now that things had calmed down for the day, he was totally
and completely relaxed and at peace.  I held him lightly as I too drifted
off.


Chapter 22 – Court and Revelations

The next day started the same as always, but Berry was very subdued during
breakfast only answering questions with one and two words.  Mom and I
exchanged looks, and I figured that he was just worried about his mother.
After all, she was going to court today.  We both headed off to school and
I made sure that I gave him a big hug before sending him on his way to the
grade school.

I really missed Dillon all day, and just went through my classes trying to
stay invisible.  It seemed to work, because I wasn't asked any questions
and was even left alone in the cafeteria during lunch.  When the final bell
rang, I couldn't get away from there fast enough.  As I got to the corner
where Berry usually caught us, he wasn't there and I started to worry all
over again.  I looked down the street and saw him still a block or so away,
just walking slowly toward me.  I waited for him to get there, and finally
saw him look up as he approached and give me a half-assed smile.

"You ok?" I asked when he was crossing the street and joining me on the
corner where I waited.

"Yeah," he answered quietly.  "I'm just really worried about mom and what's
gonna happen to me," he got out as we slowly meandered toward home.

"Well, you know my mom and dad will do whatever they can," I tried to
reassure him, but realized just how hollow that sounded.  "And Dillon and I
will always be your big brothers."  He stopped dead on the sidewalk and I
had to stop and look back at him when I realized that he had stopped.

He still had his head down, but I heard him whisper, "Promise?"

I went back to him and knelt down, lifting his head up with my hand.  "I
promise little brother.  Dillon and I will always be your friends and look
out for you.  We can't do nothin' about what happened, but we can do
something about the future."  He seemed to come to a conclusion, threw his
arms around my neck, and cried into my shoulder.  I guess he'd really been
worried and I just didn't know it.  Finally, he quieted down and I handed
him my kerchief that mom always made me carry.  After he dried his eyes, we
started walking back toward the house and I felt him snake his little hand
into mine.

As we got close to my house, we both saw the car about the same time.  "I
think that's the same car that was here a couple of days ago Berry.  Maybe
they have some news for us," I told him in what I hoped was an upbeat way.
We walked around back like always, and were met at the door by Sandy's
wagging tail and constant licks.  `It's always nice to come home,' I
thought, thankful that I wasn't going through what Berry was going through.
I let Sandy out back to do his business and run off some of that energy,
then Berry and I grabbed a Pepsi each out of the fridge as I heard mom call
to us from the living room.

"Boys, would you come in here please?"  We looked at each other and I tried
to smile but was just as worried as Berry was.  We walked into the living
room and the same lady social worker was there with Berry's mom.  "Boys,
we've been waiting for you.  Berry, your mom has some great news," my mom
told us.  Nobody else looked worried or sad, so I was kinda wondering what
had happened at court.  We came in and sat in two chairs, just watching the
adults to find out what had happened.

"Berry, do you remember who I am?" the social worker lady asked him.

"Yes ma'am, you're Mrs. Johnson from the social work people," Berry
answered her directly.

"Yes, that's right Berry.  I was with your mother today at court and there
were quite a few revelations that were made part of the court record in
front of the judge, and you need to know about them before you have to go
to court in David and your father's cases.  You mother is a very strong
woman and has been carrying all of this around for a good many years with
no one to talk to."  Berry just looked around kinda lost with all of this
coming at once, but I knew that he was able to understand all of this –
he's smart.

"Berry... honey," his mom quietly said, "Would you come over and sit by me
please, so I can tell you a lot of things about your dad and your brother?"
She patted the place next to her on the couch and Berry got up, walked over
to her, and sat down on the edge of the cushion, but leaving a space
between them.  "Well, I guess I'd better start with the biggies first," she
started and then looked around at the other two women.  `What the hell is
going on?' I thought, but I knew better than to open my mouth when I saw
the stern look on my mother's face.  "The man you've been living with, the
man who did all of this to you," and then she took a big breath and let it
out, "Well... uhh... he's NOT your father.  And David is only your
step-brother," she finally got out.

I was shocked, surprised, stunned – a whole bunch of different things, and
when I looked over at Berry, he had gone white as a sheet.  "Not... not my
dad?" he whispered hoarsely.

"No honey, he's not.  About twelve years ago, I had had enough and had left
him and got a divorce.  Of course, he took everything, it was the only way
that he would sign the papers, but I didn't want anything, and since David
wasn't my son, I couldn't even get him away from that man.  I married
another man, his name was Benjamin Clark, and I was happy for the first
time in a long time.  We were living in L.A. and just getting started, and
one night the police showed up at the front door and told me that he had
been killed in a car wreck."  I could tell that this was really hard for
her to tell Berry, but was smart enough to figure out that if the adults
thought that it was necessary, then it must be pretty important.

"You remember that I told you that I was an orphan," she continued, and I
saw Berry nod his head.  "I was pregnant with you and didn't have anywhere
else to go.  I had no education, and no work experience, since I had gotten
married so early, so I didn't know what else to do.  I came back here and
got married to Jack Connelly... again.  In the few years that I had been
gone, Jack had made friends with a city councilman and wanted to get into
politics himself.  He liked the idea of "the family man," so he took me in,
and we always pretended that he was your dad, but he really isn't."  I
watched as Berry digested all of this new information and saw his face go
through several different emotions.

"Mom, if dad really isn't my dad, and you said that David isn't really your
son, then who is he?" Berry asked.  I was still trying to understand all of
this about Berry's mom, but he had accepted all of that and had jumped
ahead to something that I hadn't even thought about.  I knew he was smart,
but he was way ahead of me.

"Jack and I had been married for four years, and all that time he kept
telling me that he didn't want any little brats running around and ruining
his life, so I had to stay on birth control pills so I could never have
children.  I always knew that he had a string of mistresses, and they were
usually his secretaries.  One night, he came home just madder than hell,
and told me that his secretary was pregnant and was claiming that he was
the father and was gonna make trouble for him.  I don't know what happened
to change her mind, but I suspect that she just wanted money and wasn't
interested in the baby."  I saw that she had been almost in tears as she
was explaining about Berry, but now that she was talking about David, her
voice took on a hard edge that really kinda made me shudder.  I sure hope
that mom can explain all of this to me, cause I sure had a lot of
questions.

"As she was getting closer to having the baby, she was making more and more
demands on Jack and finally I think he just paid her a lot of money to shut
her up.  I don't know what happened to her, but after David was born and
Jack brought him home, she never showed up again, and I never heard that
she had even called about how David was doing.  I tried to be a good mother
to David, but anytime I tired to discipline him, Jack would just slap me
around and tell me to leave him alone.  And then after I came back and you
were born Berry, things just got worse."  She started to cry softly and I
watched, amazed, when Berry sat closer to her and put his arm around her,
hugging her close.  I saw them whisper to each other, but couldn't hear
what they were saying.

After about five minutes of a very awkward silence where I wished I could
just go to me room, Mrs. Johnson finally cleared her voice and told us,
"And that's where we were when we went into court today.  Even with all of
this new information coming out, the DA was still required by law to take
it to the court and present her case.  As luck would have it, we appeared
in front of Judge Nancy Sloane.  She has been known to throw the book at
some really bad offenders, but she also can be very good with people who
have been caught in circumstances beyond their control."  With that, she
just smiled at all of us, and I could see that Berry was paying close
attention to everything she had to say, but he was holding his mom's hand
and sitting real close to her.

"After the DA had presented her case, your dad's... uuhhh... Jack's
attorney tried to speak, but when the judge found out that Jack would NOT
appear in her court, she told him to sit down and shut up.  He didn't like
that very much, but he did as he was told."  I saw the three ladies chuckle
a little at that part, but I sure didn't see anything funny.  "Part of what
the DA presented was to call me to tell the court about what we had learned
when we investigated.  Your mom's attorney asked me a lot of really good
questions," she was telling Berry, "And I was sure to tell the judge all
about what we had been able to verify about her past.  Then the DA
recommended that since your mom was as much a victim as you were, and had
agreed to testify against Jack, which his attorney didn't like to hear and
he got up and stormed out of the courtroom, that she receive only probation
and that she had moved the charges down to third degree child endangerment,
a misdemeanor.  The judge didn't waste any time in doing even better than
that.  She has in her power to be able to dismiss the charges if she deems
that the DA did not have a compelling case, and that's what she did."

I had no idea what she was talking about and just sat there waiting for
somebody to tell me what all of that meant.  I looked over at Berry and
could see that he was as confused as I was.  He looked up into his mom's
face and said, "I don't know what all that means mommy."

"It means sweetheart," she said, taking his cute little face into both of
her hands and looking him right in the eyes, "That I'm free.  I have no
record and no probation.  I'm not guilty of anything, and we can go home
together."  Berry and I were stunned by this, but he recovered quicker than
I did and hugged his mom again.  Then everybody started to talk at once.
After the ladies all kinda chuckled at that, they finally figured out that
it was over for Berry and his mom, and now all they had to do was to put
their lives back together and see to David.

A few minutes more and it was decided that Mrs. Johnson would take Berry
and his mom back to their house and look things over there.  Everyone said
their good-byes and suddenly my mom and I were alone in the living room,
just looking at each other.  Sandy picked that moment to let us know that
he was still outside and that he'd decided he'd been alone long enough.  I
went over to the patio deck door and let him in, and was immediately
swamped with an affectionate dog.


After Sandy calmed down, he sauntered over and started lapping up water.  I
went back into the living room and asked mom some questions about what all
of this new stuff meant for Berry and his mom.  She was still explaining
things when the giggling girls came in the front door.  Honestly, I don't
know what they always giggle about or what they do after school every day,
but they never get home until late, and then they're always giggling –
girls!!

"So what did little brother do this time?" my big-mouth oldest sister asked
mom.

"What do you mean, he hasn't done anything?" mom answered back kinda
surprised.

My sister was shaken by that; usually she can snipe at me and never have
mom say anything.  "Well... uuhhh... I just thought that since you're both
just sitting here talking..." and her voice dropped off.

"Just because Garret and I are talking doesn't mean that he's in trouble,
and that's no way for you to act toward your only brother," mom said in my
defense.  Usually I was in trouble, but it was nice to see
little-miss-goody-goody get it for once.  I saw my other two sisters slink
quietly into the hall and disappear – they wanted no part of this.  "Berry
and his mother just left a little while ago to go home, and we were talking
about it.  Now, I think you owe Garret and apology."

"Sorry Garret," she said quietly, but immediately asked, "So how's Berry
doing after the court thingy today?" wanting to change the subject.  Mom
told her a few things including that Berry had left with his mom and that
all of the charges had been dropped against her.  Sis turned to follow the
other girls, thinking that she had slipped away unscathed.

"Don't think that you got me to forget your rudeness young lady," she said
at her retreating back.  `Go change out of your school clothes and come
back; you can help me make dinner tonight."  We all knew how much she hated
to cook, so the punishment was better than great.  She didn't say anything
but just walked down the hall.

Suddenly, I realized that I didn't have anything to do.  I wandered into my
room, but it felt kinda empty without Berry there all the time, always
following us around.  And that got me to thinking about Dillon and
wondering what he was doing out on the coast.  `Oh well, just three more
days,' I thought as I was feeling really lonely.  Then I thought of Blaine
and remembered that he had invited me over anytime I was free or needed to
talk.  I looked at the clock on my desk and saw that it was after five, so
I decided to try to call him.  I found his number on the paper in my desk,
and dialed his home, hoping he would be there.

After three rings, I heard a very welcome voice answer, "Hello."

"Hi Blaine – this is Garret.  I'm glad that I caught you at home; I wasn't
sure if you'd be there or not," I rambled on feeling like I was carrying
the weight of the world on my shoulders.

I guess my voice must have told him something because he immediately asked,
"Garret, what's wrong, little guy?"

"I... I... I just kinda feel a little lost right now," I quietly answered.
"Dillon ain't back yet and Berry went home with his mom, and... well... I
was kinda hopin'... well... maybe if you're not doin' nuthin' later,
well... uuhhh... maybe I can take Sandy for a walk, and well..."  He must
have read my mind.

"Sure little buddy, I'm in the car now, but I can be home in about a half
hour or so.  Is that ok?" he said before I asked.

That surprised me.  "But... but I dialed your house..." I started, then I
heard him chuckle over the phone.

"Call forwarding Garret," he chuckled at me.  "The wonders of modern cell
phones," and I slapped myself on the forehead for not remembering.

"Oh... yeah, ok... I guess I kinda forgot," I told him feeling like a real
idiot.  "You don't need to hurry home though, I gotta eat dinner first
before I can sneak away with Sandy."

"Now Garret, I don't want you getting into trouble just to come down and
see me," he cautioned me.

"Nah, I won't.  Sandy will just love to go for a walk, and I really need to
get away for a while.  Can I come by like... uuhhh... seven or so?" I
asked.

"Sure Garret, I'll be home all evening.  Come on down whenever you want
little brother," he answered.  I felt warm all over that he had remembered
that from the first time we met.

"Ok, I will.  And thanks Blaine; I'll see you then," trying to hang up
before I started blubbering.

"Ok Garret, you be strong now and I'll see you later tonight," he said in
that nice warm voice of his.  We said our good byes and I hung up the phone
quickly, lying back on the bed to wait for dinner.


Dinner was really good tonight – maybe even better cause my sister had to
help after being mean to me.  The only topic of conversation was mom
telling everyone what had happened after Berry and I had gotten home, and
it was making me feel more alone all the time.  I hurried and finished
eating, then pushed back from the table.  "Mom, Sandy needs a walk.  Is it
ok if I take him to the park for awhile?"

"Sure Garret, just take your time, but try to be home by nine, ok?" she
answered, surprising me by how easy it was to get her permission.  I took
my plate to the sink and grabbed Sandy's leash from the hook by the door.

As I was closing the patio door I heard my dad ask, "What's gotten into
him?"

"Berry's gone home," mom explained, "And Dillon isn't back yet.  He just
needs some time alone to sort things out."

`Thanks mom,' I silently whispered as I hooked the leash to Sandy's collar,
`you really do know me, don't you,' as I closed the gate and headed for the
sidewalk and the walk down to Blaine's.  As we approached the park, I saw
that Gabe and the guys were shooting hoops on the court, so I unhooked
Sandy and let him run over to them.  He started barking and chasing the
ball like he always does, and that announced to the guys that I was there.
They stopped their game and yelled greetings to me as I walked up, in
between making sure that they all petted Sandy.  He can be very demanding
when he sees guys he knows; he thinks that everyone just owes him their
undivided attention – at least for a few pets and belly rubs.

"Hi little buddy, why so glum?" Gabe asked as I got next to them.  I told
them a little bit about Berry and what had gone on at home.  They were very
sympathetic and asked me if I wanted to play, but I told them that I just
wanted to be by myself for awhile to sort things out.  That's what's so
great about guys – they know when to back off and let you be.  Not like
those dumb girls that always gotta `mother' ya.  I rehooked Sandy and we
walked out the other side of the park, heading toward Blaine's house on the
next corner.

As I got closer to Blaine's, I realized that this was the first time I had
been there without Dillon, and I started to worry that maybe he wouldn't
want to see just me.  After all, I had kinda pushed my way in between him
and Dillon...  I was really getting butterflies, but I decided that I
really, really needed to talk to him, so I led Sandy up the walk to the
front door and pushed the doorbell, then waited for whatever might happen.

Blaine swung the door open, all smiles, but as soon as he saw me, he took a
couple of steps back and held the door.  "Come on in guys," he invited both
Sandy and me.  As he closed the door behind me, I lost it and grabbed him
around the waist.  He turned around and knelt down to my height, took me in
his arms, and just let me cry.  I just let Sandy's leash drop from my
fingers as I grabbed him hard around the neck and sobbed into his shoulder.
I don't know how long he held me like that but I realized just how much I
missed him.  Even though I had only been with him over one weekend about
two weeks before, I just kinda knew that I could always talk to him and he
would make me feel better – even if he couldn't do anything about the
problem.

I felt warm and safe in his arms and I could feel my cock getting hard.
Then it finally dawned on me just what it was that I wanted from him.
"Fuck me Blaine," I whispered into his ear as he held me.  He pushed me
back from him and just looked at me with a very shocked expression.

"Are you sure about this Garret?" he questioned as he studied my tear
stained face.  "I don't wanna hurt you; I'd never allow that," he said as
he looked at me.

"Please Blaine," I pleaded, "Dillon isn't here and I really need it,
honest."  I looked back deep into his eyes and I could see the different
feelings going though his mind.  He slowly stood up and just took my hand,
starting to lead me into the living room.  I saw that Sandy had gone over
and laid down by the door, and I just stopped in the hallway.  He stopped
when he felt me stop and just looked down at me.  "In your room... please
Blaine, please?"  I guess he made up his mind because he reached down and
scooped me into his strong arms, lifting me up and heading down the hall.
He laid me gently onto his large bed and stepped back, kicking off his
sandals.  I saw him start to undress and wasted no time in trying to beat
him to it, stripping off my shorts and shirt in record time, and kicking
off my sneakers as I went.

I rolled over and crawled to head of the bed, grabbed the covers, and
pulled them down quickly, scooting under the sheets.  I watched as Blaine
slipped his shorts and undies down his bronzed, muscled legs, and I got
harder knowing that soon I would feel this man's powerful body over me and
inside me.  The more I watched, the more I knew what I wanted.  Blaine
slowly slid into the bed beside me and I saw that he was only about half
hard.  I rolled over onto his broad chest as he settled himself down and
attacked his mouth furiously.  He was surprised but soon was kissing me
back and dueling with my tongue.  I made sure that my hip and leg was
resting squarely on top of his growing cock and started slowly humping into
him as our mouths devoured each other.

I felt his dick finally get full hard and start to leak precum onto my hip.
I slowly kissed down his neck and onto the broad, beautiful chest, working
my way south.  When I felt a hard little nubbin on my lips, I latched onto
it like I was sucking milk and slid my fingers over to the other nip,
pinching it roughly.  "Ohhhhhhh God Garret, you really want it bad," Blaine
moaned out as I continued working him over.  "If you keep pushing on my
cock like that, I won't last long enough to do anything else," he warned,
so I immediately raised myself up a bit and left his cock alone – that was
NOT what I wanted.

As I left his nipples and started to head further down toward his cock,
Blaine suddenly grabbed my shoulders and rolled us both over so he was on
top of me, engulfing me with his hard body.  "If you go down there little
brother, I won't last," he warned as he shifted us around so we were again
face to face, but he was now pressing his hard abs into my very stiff cock
and it felt exquisite as I lay there panting underneath him.  I smiled up
at him as he pulled back and returned my stare.  "Are you still sure that
this is what you want, little one?" he asked and all I could do was to nod
vigorously as I felt him moving on my cock.  He reached over to the
nightstand, grabbed the pump of `Wet' that was there, and squirted a glob
into his palm.  I felt him roll slightly off of me and then his fingers
were probing between my butt cheeks.

Suddenly, the cold lube was spread on my crack and I felt his fingers
roughly enter me.  "AAAHHHHHH... yyeeaaaahhhhhhh," I moaned loudly as he
savaged my hole for me, making me feel warm all over.  He seemed to sense
what I needed and roughly pushed more fingers into my backside.  I don't
know if he knew about me and Sandy, but I didn't care – I just wanted him
deep inside of me.  "Fuck me Blaine – fuck me hard," I hoarsely squeaked
out of my parched throat.  He looked at me deep into my soul and could see
that I really, really wanted this to happen, so I felt him withdraw his
hand quickly, use it to slather some lube on his stiff cock, and shift his
weight back on his legs as I raised my knees up to my chest, holding them
with my hands.  He knee-walked a bit closer and looked back to make sure
that I was still good with what he was gonna do.  I nodded at him, silently
preparing myself for what I hoped he would do for me as I felt his cockhead
make contact.

I wasn't disappointed.  "EEEEEEIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW," I howled as I felt
his huge cock penetrate me all the way in one fast movement.  He snapped
his eyes back to mine to verify that I was still ok, and I vigorously
nodded back at him between spasms that were racking my little body.  He
positioned himself a bit differently, and then I felt him assault my hole
like nothing I had ever felt before, ramming himself deeply with each new
thrust.  "OH!  OH!  OH!" I started to chant in time with his heavy thrusts.
I let my ankles rest on Blaine's shoulders as I started to thrust back up
to meet his powerful body.  Suddenly, I felt myself going over the top –
waaaayyyy too soon, but Blaine just kept thrusting himself deeper through
my orgasm.

I could see his bared teeth as he was working himself into my tightly
clenching ass and concentrating on what he was doing.  I saw beads of sweat
form on his forehead the more he worked me over.  I could feel him getting
harder and harder as he was pounding me and knew that he was close.  He was
hitting my little knob with every stroke now, and I hoped that we'd get off
together.  He pushed hard, ramming almost straight down into my upturned
butt, and held himself deeply embedded as I felt him start to shoot his hot
juice deep inside of my hotly abused tunnel.  His throbbing cock sent me
over the top again, and all I could do was to hold onto him tightly as we
both felt our strength flowing out of us.

I kinda felt his weight shift on top of me, but his cock remained deep
inside my body.  I was still `out there' and couldn't feel much beyond my
aching, throbbing hole.  I felt Blaine lift slightly and lower my legs down
a bit, but his wonderfully hard cock was still inside me.  I don't know how
long I was `out of it', but when I gradually opened my eyes, Blaine's soft,
smiling face was the first thing that I saw.  I wiggled my butt in his lap
and felt that he was still inside of me, but now it was starting to hurt,
so I pushed myself up a little.  Blaine got the message and slowly,
tenderly, withdrew his still semi-hard cock from my burning chute.
"Ahhhhhhhhh," I moaned as I felt his cockhead pop out of me, and I saw him
grin wider down at me.  He gingerly lay down beside me, slipped his arms
around me, and just held me as I slowly regained some strength.

"Thank you," was all I could say, but Blaine just smiled back at me and
held me in his big, warm arms.  Until this moment, I hadn't realized how
wound up I had been.  Between Berry's life and death problems, the sudden
leaving of my best friend and lover, and having to try to balance it all
with keeping up a good face with my family, I suddenly felt like the dam
had burst and I was safe in the arms of a protector.  I started crying
quietly, but that changed into full-fledged sobbing after a few minutes.
Blaine never once changed his position of just holding me and making me
feel safe.  `No wonder Dillon loves this man,' I thought and finally
understood.

To Be Continued...