Date: Sun, 24 Feb 2002 09:36:53 -0500
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Amusment Arcade  Part 2

This story comes from my imagination. It is fiction. The characters are
different as are the places to protect the people who may think that they
are involved in this story someway.  The mission of this is to bring as
close as possible to you part of the life that could have happened.

I have the copyright to this and all other stories written by me so if you
wish to use this then please ask. This will include all fee-paying sites.

The story of a relationship between a man and a boy is in most countries
against the law so do please check to protect yourself.

Does love really exist? This story I hope will go some way into answering
that question.



			   The Amusement Arcade.



				  Part 2



			      The long Night.



I was so angry with Brian. He had taken the control right out of my hands
thinking it would be all right for him to do as he did, I was the one who
was suppose to be in control. I became angry grabbing Brian to make it
clear who was in charge. I ripped his shirt but quickly told him that I
would repair it.

"How could you do such a thing like that Brian? Of course you can stay here
but only when I say or I ask?"

I picked up the phone using the re-dial.

"Sorry to bother you but May I speak to Mary?"

"Hello"

"Mary we have a problem and we need to talk urgently. I have a cash and
carry to go to so lets meet at the fairground in about 1 hour. Is that OK
with you?"

It was agreed. I made Brian stay in the car while I did the shopping. I
drove to the fair ground just in time.

"Thanks for coming but it is important. Pam how about we go round the fair
while mum talks to Brian?"

We walked off while Mary sat with her son. I could see them talking. I
became interested in the fun Pam was having, Balls and then hoops till she
won a great big teddy bear, Walking hand in hand trying all the things we
could. I got back to see Mary stand. I gave Brian some money to get him and
his sister a drink.

"Nathan I am so sorry. I know he has been trying to earn money but I
believe that this was all my fault. You have become his friend and
ours. One thing that I did not expect was for Brian to go overboard as he
has. I never thought he would be happy, doing what I told him some men like
you did. I was wrong. How do we put this right?"

I thought hard. "Well he can stay because I have a party as such to go
to. I will take him with me so that he can see how I live. It plain and
simple." We walked back to the car and I did not notice the hand in mine as
we got to the car. Mary said "Looks likes my son has a friend after all. No
matter what's happened, because you made me smile that's all that matters
to him."

I tucked Pam in the car while Mary explained what was going to happen. It
did not take me long to get them home but I still did not feel comfortable
with Brian there. I got home and placed the things I had got in the hall.

"Brian I need to talk to you. I hope you and Mum had a good talk. You can
stay here but I will show you how I live. Take the blue bag and open
it. Was, then get dressed up because we are going to go out. "Which room
shall I use?"

"Brian you use any for now."

I dressed downstairs in a white Dinner jacket, Black trousers with a silk
drainpipe down the side, a silver waistcoat and white loafers. I waited for
some time till I heard the steps. Brian had a small Dinner jacket White
trousers, same shirt but did not understand the waistcoat. It was Black and
buttoned well. His hair well groomed.

He had a gold stud that I asked him if I could remove. I did and replaced
it with the two halves of a bear in White gold. I had a pony.

The car sounded and a limousine greeted us both. Red the driver was my
normal, well-trusted driver on nights out. Why Red, I do not know but he
was a colourful person to be around

"Red this is my Nephew and we are off to the shell club."

It was an hour away. The large house was internally decorated with glass
and shells of all kinds. The tables and chairs were carved out of the large
washed up logs found on the other side of the world's beaches.. It was all
lit up and looked so grand to be taking a boy to.

Greeted like royalty we both were taken to a table called The Shack. The
Menu all in French was confusing so I helped Brian. I did not feel awkward
with him beside me happily talking the best we could. The word Steak was
mentioned and his choice were made. I had a bottle of Chateau-nurf due
pap. Lemon and Lime for the boy. Now this was no act but I could not eat
everything, Brian polished it off.  I had a Sorbet but Brian coved his with
cream. Something special to finish, I had a good glass of Dom Perinio while
I mixed Grenadine with soda for Brian.

The bill came in a large Conch shell $88. "We have to live on that every
month" Brian kept the shell and we went to the car. "Red lets go to the
tower."

It was a quick trip to a tower block. There was a party every night and a
friend Caroline had told me about this Magician that was going to perform,

"Well was the food good?"

Brian answered that. "Uncle could not eat it all but I did. He just kept
drinking. What's The Tower Red?" They had a conversation; I watched them as
if it was one of the commonest happenings. They were talking non-stop all
the way there.

The tower had spotlights being near an airport "Have fun Brian, oh and
Uncle!". Brian loved the super fast lift to the top. As soon as the doors
opened Brian walked out just like this was the type of life he was used
to. Caroline walked over to greet me with the usual "Hello I am Caroline."
Brian was too quick for me. "Hello Caroline, I hope you do not mind me
being formal, this is my Uncle."

"What a cutie we have here and you brought your Uncle as well. Well there
is a Magician coming on soon so lets get you a good seat. I sat with
Caroline talking while Brian was enthralled by the act. He was even sawn in
half. He was so happy to see his shoes next to his face.. I say this
again. It was as if this was his normal life. At the end he came and told
us everything thinking because he was up front he could see the bits we
missed.

"Well Brian I tell you what. Your Uncle says that this is you first big
night out. Well let's make it the best. Paul will you take the magician to
the plane and you have this young man to ride around as well."

I watched him locked into the rooftop helicopter and in just 6 minutes was
back. He was flown over a train under a bridge then Land on the pier when
Red brought him back.

"It was fantastic Caroline thank you." She told him that there was a job
going that would be just right for his mum and Pam was welcome to. He
called his mum who of course had be told beforehand. They spoke for ages
but I said we had to go. I passed Mary to Caroline and Red took us to the
car. Brian could not add up all the great things that had happened to him
that day.

Feeling sleepy lights were off so I remember earlier that evening and how
angry I was. Now, here I was holding the boy who had most likely just had
one of the best days of his life. Red drove home. I was holding Brian who
was almost asleep..

It was 10pm when we got home. I woke Brian when we got in and told him that
he should get a shower. Up the stairs hand in hand, we made our way to the
room he was to use. He collected his clothing. I ran a shower calling to
him that it was ready. I headed for a nighttime Brandy. I heard "Uncle I
need help." Down the stairs came this boy all worried because his earring
was stuck. I told him about the lock then realised that he was in a pair of
skintight shorts that I had brought home today. He might just have been
naked because I never noticed till that very moment.

He turned and I gave his bottom a smack. "Hey Uncle that's the first time
you have touched me and not worried about it. I suppose it's to much to ask
if you want to wash me?" For whatever reason I held his face and kissed
him. "You are old enough to wash on your own. There is a gown to use
after."

With a Brandy in one hand, I listened to the water running over Brian. He
was bright, brainy, and smart with a good fashion sense but the one
drawback was his voice. He could not sing to save his life. I did not have
the heart to say anything. I made the chocolate just in time. The robe was
forgotten. He was in the shorts. I wondered if he knew what he was doing to
me?

Rather than sit at the table he sat in the chair opposite me.

"Uncle? Hehehe I like Uncle. Why did it take so long for you to tell me how
you feel? All my life I feel great when I am with mum. She tells me she
loves me. I am with you a few days and I feel like I do when I am with
mum. Before my shower you told me you loved me. I wish you had kissed me
before. I am 11 but I still like being loved. I asked you to wash me. Do
you think I would have run away if you agreed? I am happy to be with you. I
will only say this once more. Uncle you want to undress me and show me love
or what happens now?"

I walked to the drinks cabinet plucking up the courage to face the truth
but a pair of arms around me acted like a ventriloquist "I know you love
me."

Brian led me to the chair pouring me a drink. "Do not worry Uncle. People
like me find love hard to find. When it's offered then I wonder why I am
loved so much. You showed me tonight what love is almost like. You gave me
a kiss for no reason but if what you said is true then I have to tell my
mum. What you do not know is that I have told her I love you already. I
just love you. So am I gay? I do not care at all. I wanted to tell everyone
that I did tonight."

Brian ran upstairs bringing down his clothing. "I better wash these so I
have clean things for work and home. Here is the shirt, you said you would
saw it up."

I got a box and with a needle and thread started to repair the rip. Brian
sat close watching me. The heat from him made it almost impossible.

"Brian do you know what you are doing to me?"

"Uncle I could ask you the same thing. I did ask if I should undress or
would you rather undress me. I know the answer but I so wish you would tell
me the true. Mum knew what I was like when I was young.  When you came
along the question was would you take her little boy away or would her
little boy want to be with you. Mum frightens people she thinks will do the
right or wrong thing. Why don't you take me in your arms and show me what I
feel you want. The last thing mum said to me on the phone was Son you do
what you think is right. I think I knew all along that you and Nathan would
become something special."

I counted every tear that fell to his shirt. His leg was so close to me
that the most natural thing to do was to rest my hand upon it. It was soft
just like the kiss I gave the boy who went to get a shower. The shirt was
placed in the washer and Brian came back.

"Told you Uncle, you want me as much as I want you. Don't be afraid that
your Nephew is willing to give himself up to you." Brian was in my lap
hugging my neck. Once again this was saying far more than any other.

"Why has it taken me so long to tell you its fine? This will make it
right."

We kissed. It was stronger than the first but contained the passion that
had been missing. No words, I held him.

Brian got up and turned the radio on. Soft music echoed through the
room. In my arms we swayed together happily humming the words of love that
only us could understand.

"You would have washed me wouldn't you? You would even undressed me? If you
had the courage I think we would have been in bed all evening teaching the
wonders of love to each other?"

I answer yes to them all.

I was mad, it was almost 11pm. For 1 hour we spoke the sweet words that
said love non-stop. "Brian can you swim?"

He said yes but was lost. I carried him downstairs to the pool I had
installed. While he looked at it I was the one who slipped the shorts he
had on down. I wish this had been sooner. "Jump in."

With a mighty splash I saw him looking at me when he surfaced. I did not
care so I undressed. I just dived for him. Together we were one, naked, wet
at last in each other's arms the way things could have been so long ago.

Swimming together we never thought of grasping each other. We did hug but I
could feel the excitement gathering. I got us both a towel and we dried
off. Lights out I walked him to bed. I tucked him in his bed then well
relaxed I found mine.

"Hey Uncle do you think I am sleeping alone now we have each other?"

I lifted the covers and my moving Pillow was with me. I was so happy that I
held him so my hand was between his legs. He was hard but openly said that
this was the start of the rest of our lives. I stroked him completely. His
body begged for more while reaching for me.

"Mum said this could happen and it would be good. I was not to do anything
that hurt or made me feel bad."

"Brian you know I will never hurt you. You know I love you and lovers never
do harm."

"Promise me that."

The long kiss said I promised.

"What do boys and men do that's fun? Mum said that you might want to do
things that hurt?"

I was holding his stiffness gently rubbing. I could tell the time had come
so pulled back the covers. No hair, no nothing but a shake and one drop
from the angel's wing. Brian fell asleep and so did I. I remember the way
we slept and the time we woke. Through the night our love had got bigger
and bigger.

He never asked what happened but whenever he could we held hands.

The next day, the early start was justified. Between us we got all the work
done. Back at the Arcade I was able to leave Brian all on his own. As every
box filled he brought it back for me to check. He sneaked in a kiss but
carried on.

I got a call late in the day from Mary. She was distraught. I could not
make sense so thought the best thing to do was take her for a drink. Brian
went home and an hour later I collected Mary. As soon as we were away from
the flat Mary let go with a flood of tears. I began to realise that Brian
had told her how happy he was then the reason why. I could not justify the
actions of a man having sex with her son. I say sex but all I did was
masturbate him. That was still worth 3-5years if the complete story was
told.

I found a country pub with a fair size garden. "So what's your drink?" I
saw her cleaning up her face. "Something strong please, very strong."

I had a soft drink being the careful driver. Mary got a large Brandy that
disappeared in one. I got another,

"Mary lets get this out. I am sorry. I let my emotions take over. I do not
know how it all came about but I was so angry the next morning."

"So you should be. Partying with my son till 10. his bedtime is eight. I do
not have to rebuke you for doing things with him. He told me everything."

"Clearly he did not."

"Its this letter."

I read it,

          Madam,

          Congratulations are given to your son Brian. He is granted
admission to Kings dean Collage. He has won a half scholarship to the
school. Your requirements will be minimal. Yearly fees are $16,000
English pounds. He will require the following. 4 pr Trousers Blue, 6 shirts
Light blue, 2 jackets Blue(Navy) Underwear/shorts white or light blue if
possible. 12 pairs of socks, Dark Blue. $ pairs of shoes, 1 pr to be shoes
for play and Gym.  Boarding scholars will pay a further $1000 PER TERM
TO LIVE IN, home pupils are required to pay a $50 week charge for food.

Total cost, required on the week before school starts $24,600. This is a
great deal of money but consider that your son is in receipt of a grant to
cover half the year's costs over 7 years. This is worth almost $500,000
as it stands at the moment.

Please come to see my Deputy or me the following week or me on the Monday
at 10am with your son to look around.

Mr William Price Headmaster.

"I cannot do that. If only I could be sure that my ex paid up then perhaps
we might have a chance."

"Mary, I want you to see Caroline. She will find you something respectable
for you and Pam to wear. If you do not object I will sort Brian out then we
will all go to see the school together."

"Well alright, but I hardly see the point when there is no way I could do
that. Thanks for listening Nathan."

That sorted I drove her home. I told her I would collect her at Caroline's
but to have safe shoes. They make you walk a lot while talking too much. It
will be fun to see how the other half lives."




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