Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2002 16:19:28 -0500
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Amusment Arcade  Part4

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 4



		       The First Night Of Our Needs.



As soon as the door closed that day I could tell that there was more to
come. I say that because we both still had a long way to go before we were
happy. I could sense that Brian was easing into his newfound life. It was
though all the thoughts his mother Mary projected make this far less easy
to comprehend.

My own feelings not quite understanding what was going on caused me the
hardest time. Never had a reason come across me to go to work than this. I
was suppose to be happy, of course I was, but it was the knowledge that The
boys mother was there knowing what was happening, she also could at any
time contact the authorities once she had received the appropriate
remuneration for her son from nothing more than a dirty ole man.

Here I was thinking the worse yet I still allowed the boy to remain.
Perhaps I was mentally suffering and could claim incompetence if court. I
know it could never come across as well as love.


			**************************

I was going to take a drink but Brian seems to be taking control. "Uncle
would you mind if we spoke for a while longer? I may be 11 years old but as
soon as I walked through your door tonight I realised that my life will
change."

I sat on the closest chair. I could have got the drink; this was my house
after all.

"Uncle, you work so hard, in your time on the seafront you would have seen
a lot of people, boys especially. What made your eyes focus on me than any
other? I saw some that were so handsome that I even became jealous. I know
that any one of them might have been the right one for you but it was while
I undressed and dressed, then saw you looking at me my own thoughts became
clear. I am not stupid. I have had to become older than my age since dad
left. I went to the library while mum tried to shop. I read what names I
had been called. I also got to learn about the men who liked boys. None of
them said anything about men who liked a boy, liking them. For a boy to go
with a man he had to be corrupted."

I listened knowing as every second passed I needed that drink.

"Well Uncle, why me, what is it I have that the others do not?

"Brian come sit down first and do bring me a Brandy, I think I am sure that
I will need it."

I got the drink.

"Well men who have the same feeling for boys as I do have to be so careful.
A lot bury them in their work while I would do just as you say. Sit and
watch. One strange day something happened that changed the course of your
life. You behold a boy. This boy does not need to be the best looking he
does not need to have the most perfect clothes or features. You are aware
how he has affected you because no matter where he goes your eyes and body
in some cases become just like magnets. The boy draws you to them. They
have an aurora around them that glows. No other boy or girl for that matter
can produce this. Some boys come quite openly to you asking for token and
would do anything to get them. You were quiet. I remember meeting your mum
for the first time. In the middle of eating a chip she asked me if I was
after you. Because you besotted me I kept quiet apart from choking. It
would be war if I was trying in any way to take her son from her. I was
angry with myself for not telling the truth."

"See Uncle that's just what I meant. If you had told mum the truth about
how you felt do you think that we would be here now? No. I would be in
disgrace lying about my feelings and you would be behind bars."

"Brian do not forget I still could. I have after all touched you."

It was quiet. "Dad was bad to mum. I wondered if that was part of love.
Much later I understood that divorce was part of love. Marriage and divorce
are falling in and out of love. At school I was friends with a boy. Between
us both we helped each other, I did all the main work. I did not mind. I
stayed at his house many times. One day there he said that he had got
himself a girlfriend, I listened, I was upset he never choose me. My first
contact with a boy who was in love with a boy, was on just on one occasion,
at school well hidden we kissed. A teacher from her upstairs room saw
us. Our parents were ridiculed for have strange children. Mum exploded. She
taught the school a few new words; well that's what she told me. From that
day she has always said that I should do what I feel is right. The day mum
spoke to me about you she asked me one question. After that she told me
that it was now down to me, also I had to suffer the law. She told me but I
asked her what she would do. I got no answer. I did get a book that
described the life I could be growing up for. In mum's opinion men who love
boys cause pain until the age is right. That's not what the book said but I
love my mum"

"Brian, there is a big difference between loving a boy, then a man?"

"You said it, you did just say it. I am pleased that someone other than mum
recognised that I was in love and not just infatuated like the school
said. I even thought about you as my dad. It never lasted that long. My
love for you is far more real than pretend love if you were my dad. I hope
you understand. I did not expect anything from you. Remember that boy at
school well after work I would have tried to give you a hug. That would
have been so special."

"Well it looks like we have been thinking the same thing Brian. Being with
me it feels just like I could be no happier. Listening to you and my
feelings it's hard for a man to say that he is in love. I am though, with
you. Can this be possible? Can we both love each other as much as we say?
People would say that we do not know what we are talking about. I do
Brian."

"So do I Uncle."

Our arms stretched across the table till our hands joined. With fixed eyes
the understanding between us was clear.

"Uncle now you know, promise me that you will not walk away from me like
you did in the car?"

I did my best to tell Brian just how frightened I was with the new feeling
that had surfaced. Not just that I had a fondness for boys but he had
become the Peter Pan of my life. "You came from never never land. That's
the home of the lost boys but you were never lost. I wont walk away but I
will not ask you to do the same because being so young it is hard to
understand."

Because of the life I have, cooking is just not something that I show
excitement about doing. I tried to peel potatoes while Brian spoke to his
mum. I know this whole situation was almost impossible. Here was I cooking
for the one I love. I was just going to do something special when I got
help with the rest. Chicken soaking in white wine with a roux sauce. Rice
with wild brown rice combined then the chicken was cooked, joined together
and Chicken Supreme fit for the visitors at the shell Club.

I was encapsulated by his smile. I was so soppy. I fed him while he did
me. This was just like a couple that had been together for a few years. I
had a washing machine but I stood behind him, our hands doing the work. I
had fear inside. I wanted to express my feelings also tell Brian just what
I could see the next step being. The washing up finished. We never moved.
My hands rubbing his neck allowed him the understanding he needed. To say,
"I love you" so often surly cannot be to bad, but actual contact was even
better. Arms round his neck, fingers almost past his waist. His shirt moved
enabling my fingers to encircle the flesh. I did not rush to open the
trousers. I hoped in a way Brian understood that our love did not mean that
sex was compulsory

"Uncle I remember something some time ago. I think I can try it again.
Shall I undress or would you prefer to do it for me? Isn't this the
culmination of our feelings?"

"You want the truth? I would like to be the one who gets to undress you."

His hand raised to grab mine. It was just after 7pm. I led Brian to my
room. Like a servant or butler I was happy from when the first shoe came
off. I did not care at all. When I managed to unbutton the trousers, the
zip opened to reveal a secret. When buying the clothing Brian had got some
extra things for home just as I told him. Here was my boy nude apart from
the Black skin-tight briefs. I turned the light on by the bed then
undressed myself. I put on a gown. I was very excited but I was afraid that
I might cause unnecessary fear inside him. I got Brian comfortable. I was
not going to be eager when I took his briefs down so took things slow.

His smile was fantastic when I pulled them down. I was not the only one
excited. I took my time looking at him before my gown dropped. With his
legs apart I lowered myself between his legs. Our flesh touched. His
erection was upright and hard over my belly button. Like me his skin was
intact but we were more interested in our arms coming into contact with
each other. Each of my thumbs parted the hair over his forehead. Looking we
both had our first real kiss. When the lips touched it was just like a
firework display. Not hard but soft enough so that our lips parted just
enough for the sword fight of tongues to commence.

This was the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me.

"Uncle you do not know just how much I have been waiting for this to
happen."

I took the kiss he gave me then passed it over every part of his young
body. Further down my two forefingers held his penis, pulling down the
gentle the skin that covered it. I could see the head. My lips had one last
kiss left in them from the first so when the penis I touched Brian let out
the smallest sound of pleasure. Brian was breathing harder with each touch
so when it disappeared in past the lips I almost lost my own breath.

I lifted away to see a strange look on his face. "Uncle this love must
never stop."

I turned on my back so I could get a better reach for Brian. I was solid.
Brian took his turn to do, as he wanted. His kisses were the best. He even
tried to suck me but because I was excited the leaking fluid almost put him
off. The tip of his tongue took the drip and savoured it just as wine
tasters do. He did not taste the oak. Plums. Grapes. And apple core's that
many of the flash tasters did. Brian closed his eyes. "Uncle this tastes of
love. Am I making this happen?"  I so much wished Brian could produce some
of the exciting fluid that he made me do. I had seen his small balls
realising that they had yet to understand what to do. The moment I held one
his body wrapped around me.

"Uncle why do men want sex like a man and woman when they could use each
others hand?" I tried to explain. I needed him to know that I did not want
to do that with him. Of course I could try to stretch him very gently but
his kisses love and touch after all we had been through was just perfect
for now.

"Uncle do not be angry with me but I wish to give you something that means
so much." Brian went to my lips forcing the tongue all round inside me.
Extracting it his lips forced their way to my breast. Brian sucked hard. It
hurt. Finally he climbed on me completely. He and I both saw the large
purple mark he made. "Uncle I have put my brand on you so now you belong to
no other." I thought about doing it to him. "Uncle if you do then people at
school might ask the wrong questions. I would like very much for you to
give me my very first cum. I know I am still young so that means you will
have to keep trying. What will happen if I did it to you?"

"Son that would be very very messy." We kissed. "Would you like to know
what I have enjoyed the most?" I was quiet. "You called me son."

It was my turn to do something nice for him. Taking his penis I rubbed for
under a minute. His body was shaking. "Uncle you did it...NOW."

The head of his penis was far extended out of the skin. It was a dry climax
but I gave the sensitive head a soft suck allowing a second climax through
the sensations.

I held him while he held me. Brian expressed his love to me while I told
him that I had never been so happy till now. For some time we spoke about
how this evening had changed our thoughts on love. Brian was sure, more
sure than ever before that he wanted our love to go all the way. His only
other wish was to tell everyone about it. Regrettably that was not
possible. We did sleep well. Mary phoned to say she was going to bring
Brian's clean clothes round so he was tidy for work. I almost said no being
I had washed everything.

Mary arrived saying she could not stop because she was off to work. "I see
my son had a good night?" I was at Mary's side. "He did sleep well." Mary
let out a big laugh. "Son if things are going to be this good remember to
put tour underpants on the right way round and the inside out."

I was full of love even I did not know. "I can see you had a good night
Uncle!" I had my coffee as usual. "You better get your Nephews teeth
checked. One has a chip so I can see where that mark on your chest came
from."

She took a drink and I called Red to take her to work. "Well it's been a
long time since I saw 2 men happy at breakfast. Oh I have more embarrassing
remarks in me. "Son were you hurt? I have to ask."

"Mum no, never. I wanted it to last all night."

"Brian I don't want the details I just need to know that you are safe."

"Mum with Dad I could never be safer than if I was with you."

"Well Mr Daniels, Nathan, Uncle and now Dad. I think I will have to watch
out. Seems that Brian has at last found the love he has been looking for."

"Mary do not say that or he will want to tell everyone."

"No Brian what you have is private. No one must ever know. People outside
this house would not understand. From today I do not want to know.  I am
going to be late."

Red arrived. Mary got into the swing by asking for a lift to work. I asked
him to collect Brian and I at 10am for a trip to London. Brian and I both
dived in the shower. It was great. I never had the chance till now to help
wash the boy of my dreams. He did his best for me. He just wanted one thing
and that was to remain under the water kissing. The water sprayed
constantly. All the while both erections stood proud. The water never
deflated the love we had but it was even worse to dress.

I had a meeting with my accountant. Mary left an envelope. Written on the
front it said, "This is the papers you asked me for."

"This is all the receipts mum had to keep. Uncle Can I wear something soft
today?"

I let Brian choose. At 10pm I was ready all suited up. Brian was shirt and
tied with fawn shorts.

"Well you two are both looking more and more like each other. Right London
it is." Red closed up the middle window so that we both could have each
other's company. Brian was asleep. I think it was while I stroked his right
leg it happened. My worst moment was realising that after I took Brian home
tonight it would be 18 hours for I saw him again. I started thinking what
to do on the last day he had before he started his new school.


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