Date: Sun, 3 Mar 2002 14:48:32 -0500
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Amusment Arcade Part 8

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 8



			  Lessons from The Heart.


The slap up meal we all had was great family home cooking. I spent almost
the whole day giving the full rundown to Brian and the resulting marks from
his schoolwork. Out of a class of 14 he was third from top. He was angry
thinking he could have done better. I agreed but I also told him that he
was to keep believing in himself because that way he could only get better.

Mary and I spoke at great length. She was doing well now herself. She had
got a letter from the school expressing their admiration for Brian. His way
of life was attributed to her understanding. They wanted her to see the
progress Brian had made so she was going on her own to be escorted around
the school, now in action, as thanks for the dramatic improvement that her
encouragement had shown her son.

I could see how grand that made her feel. She also told Brian to his face
that she would have no worries in saying that her son was Gay. The hug made
the difference. "As long as you do not mention Uncle, Mum. Mary teased him
by saying that she had told everyone already.

It took a while for Brian to know that his Mum would never do anything to
upset his life now that she saw happiness where before it was just a word.

I went to leave wishing her well. I got to the car but was stopped by the
shouting of a boy that said, "Wait for me."

We all waved as we left. Brian showed me the list he made. "This I think
would be best for my friends to bring."

The paper had one word "Nothing."

He got such a tickling. I told him that I was scared they all might take
his suggestion for real. "Imagine 5 boys naked in my house?"

When Brian said he thought I would love that, I did something that I could
not want to ever happen again. I got angry. I shouted at him. "If you think
I am having your friends here just so I can get them naked, well you do not
know me at all. You think I want them? I cannot believe you Brian." I
almost ripped the ring from my finger he gave me. That's how hurt he made
me feel.

I faced away. We never said a word all the way home. Red got out of the
car. He opened the rear door. "Now stay there till you both get to know
each other. What is it that's so hard for you both to learn?" Red locked
the car and went inside.

Brian was crying. So I started. "Uncle I was joking. If I thought you want
another boy then I would let you. I love you. I was making it sound funny
because if all us boys get together then you might end up with us running
about naked. I would, and then so do you to the pool. Just say that this
proves that I never closed Pandora's box again. You are having the boys
here to help them. If this causes a problem I do not care but I think its
you who needs to be reassured that I love you. I saw loads of boys naked at
gym but none do anything for me like you do. Our kisses tell me who I am
and who I have. I made the choice of you. I will fight them all to keep
you. I mean it. You want to make love with me now?"

I looked at the non-stop speaking boy while he started to undo his
trousers. I stopped him. "Oh I forgot you like to undress me. Why am I to
young? I mean why can we not become one and say we will get married. I love
you more than anything. I am not mad. I will wait just let's do it?"

I called Red to let us out.

"You are worse than an old married couple."

We both had to talk because if I was to help his friends then some time we
both would be looked upon as mentors. Brian got an early night. I tried to
find some books. When I eventually went to bed I was not alone. He was of
course wearing pyjamas. I wondered if he expected me to remove them. I just
took him in my arms.

"Uncle? Are we really in love? I ask because both of us have made
mistakes. Do you think it will always be like this?" I answered that I
hoped not.

"Brian if you think I will take your clothes of each night, maybe you
should not bother putting them on. Now that's how much I love you."

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

I was ready for that weekend. Red would collect the boys. It was happy with
everyone that the first chance we could have a chat would extend over the
long few days after school had finished that week.

I met everyone at the door. I remember all the boys; I got that much from
the small files that were sent ahead. I left Brian to show the boys around
while I read the files again to make sure that things were right. The boys
changed and Red took all the clothing to be Dry cleaned. I would not wash
this time because I just did not know how long the boys wanted to
talk. Brian had made the suggestion that each boy dress in their favourite
after school clothing that they brought with them. I took the Armchair then
got down to why everyone was all here.

"Sir my name is Jean Peter. I come from Paris. The hardest thing is my
Papa. He is as you say a policeman. He works for the Surety. I got to know
this man who lived next door to our house. One day I was in the man's
car. He said that he was not sure that we could be friends because of my
father. I did not understand. The man said he had a secret that my father
would not like. I thought he was a killer. The man asked me to be brave. I
told him I was brave. I even told him that I kept secrets from Papa. I
trusted the man and told him I did not like girls at all. He told me I was
a Homosexual. I allowed him to open my clothes then take them down while we
kissed. A farmer saw this and told my Papa. I argued that he was nasty to
not allow his only son happiness. After the talk with the man I was allowed
to go with him as long as I understood what it did mean. You notice that I
have said The Man. I am never telling name. Everyone tells me that a man
who loves a boy is wrong. I say over and over in my head, if it wrong why
do I feel right?"

"Hi my name is Hamilton and I come from the other end of the country. I
watch boys when I am out. I meet an older boy. He was 14. Together we did
all kinds of things. We went camping one summer. Together he said we almost
made love. I suffered strange feelings. I told my mum because we never have
secrets. She told me that the school I was going to would answer all my
questions. She shouts a lot but never makes me feel bad."

"Hello my name is Maxwell. For me it has yet to start. I know how I
feel. Girls make me want to run. I watch boys, wishing that they would come
and ask me to play. I did not mean what I saw some boys do. However I have
started to get stronger feelings. I am concerned about, well, if I do
something I might get hurt or I wont know what to do."

"I am the last almost. My name is Leo. I have an Uncle who I stay with
quite a lot. One day when he was asleep I tried to touch him. He saw me. I
was so scared. He said it was going to be fine. That night he asked me if
he could do something. I guessed that touching him was bad after
all. Strange things happened. Its brilliant being with him. My parents saw
a difference. Uncle came to baby-sit one evening. My parent's car broke
down. They walked in to see us both doing the things. After the shouting I
was asked for an explanation. I spoke. Father said I was precise and
clear. He asked me if I wanted to continue being with my Uncle I said
yes. Since coming to this school I hoped to learn the things to please
us. I do not mean I wanted to be shown but I wanted to be sure that someone
could answer any question."

I did not need to hear Brian, but to be fair; he spoke so all the others
knew about him. One strange thing, Brian never mentioned that he and I were
in love. I started to think strange things because I had yet to fully grasp
that I had a boy who loved me. After all this time I was still shy at being
happy knowing I was a boy lover who had a boy with very little fear.

I found out that most of the boys liked to be open. I had to make it clear
that being in love with someone of the same sex was not agreed upon by so
many people. We all did agree that whatever was spoken about in the house
would remain a complete secret. The boys thought it best but they all
wanted to know the truth.

I let them talk together while I prepared food. I could listen to them
talking. Nothing they said was rude or common. No nasty remarks just
honesty. They all found out that they had one thing in common. The people
they love or wanted to love had to believe that they were far more scared
of doing things, than they were.

I did overhear something that reminded me of school so well, when the boys
had to change for games, or when they washed at night. Apart from Brian,
the others had begun to believe that all the others in the school knew
their secrets. I think it was just like me in a way. I though I had a sign
on me to say who I was.

We all carried on talking while we ate. I was convinced that Brian was
getting frustrated at not being able to tell the truth. I say that, but he
had not lied he had just not been fully accurate with the truth. It was
about 8pm when Brian said, "Shall we take a break and go for a swim?"

No one had brought swimming gear. They just had the clothing that made them
relax. "We don't need anything. I swim all the time." Three boys
declined. Being they could not swim. Brian said that I would come watch so
they would be safe. I pulled him to one side asking what he was doing. "We
are all the same in here. I saw you listening to the stories. I felt sorry
for them. It's a pity that they do not have a lover like you."

I agreed to go if it would make them feel better. The four boys took their
coats thinking we were about to go out. Brian told them where the pool
was. I followed all the boys. I sat with a paper. Brian stripped and he was
in. Being that there was no other people watching the boys found it easy to
do the same. Leo was the only one to just sit on the side. His Arms covered
him he just watched the others.

"Leo give it a try. If you drown I will jump in to save you." I went to him
and slipped him in the water. I sat close by. They all were quite
happy. For 30 minutes they all became young boys who just needed to play. I
got 5 towels from the cupboard. One by one I helped them out to dry. They
all watched when Brian did not bother with a towel but wrapped himself
around me. I covered the Towel around his shoulders. "Will you sort out the
beds please and what they need to wear. I will turn the heating up so they
will all stay warm."

It was a while before I heard the boys coming back down. I made a warm
drink and Brian told me that they had moved the bunk beds together so that
they might talk. "It looks like 2 double beds but they are not allowed to
talk after 9pm. Jean Peter said that now it had begun there was very little
time to talk." I went along with it. I brought in the hot chocolate.

I had to get a large Brandy. I packed their clothing away upstairs. I had
quickly put their few items in the drawers upstairs. I left their Pyjamas
out. In a circle all the boys sat. Warm drinks in hand but no pyjamas. Each
boy had followed Brian's bed attire. Briefs or shorts. I told them that
they all should be ready for bed by 10pm. The boys were now
all. Excited. They started to chat again. I was interested to hear them say
what the people they knew would speak about, or what their parents would
say. Jean Peter, His man, the guy from next door, liked to see him in as
little as possible. Hamilton and Maxwell said they were used to wearing
white but sometimes it was them who suggested what their companions had
on. Leo looked around. "My uncle likes to undress me. He tells me that
because I have no hair he likes to touch my body, but only with my say so."

"Brian looked straight at him. "Leo so does mine. I would love to make my
friend feel as good as he makes me." From then on they all spoke about just
what they had done. The part they all wanted to know was if each other had
done what they had. It ranged from the small to the exotic that made them
all titter like girls laughing. Neither boy hid the facts of their secret
existence. What did I think? Well it was the fact that Jean Peter's father,
a policeman knew what his son and an older man had done together. Rather
than do his job his son came first so he allowed it to continue. I wondered
just what expression he made being confronted with the truth. I could
believe that a world record had been broken hearing just how many times
these boys had been Masturbated. Brian let out about having full sex and
all the others wanted to know. Hamilton said it almost happened to him, Leo
wanted it; Jean Peter did not want to push his luck. I thought that a
strange way to put it. Maxwell had tried it but demanded that everyone kept
quiet. It had been quite productive. The clock had gone past 10pm so I
stopped things from going any further.

I got a small hug with a goodnight from them all and saw the boys up to
bed. I had no music but I was sure that I could hear, "Hi Ho, Hi Ho its off
to bed we go." I cleared up. Washing up I thought I heard someone come down
but no one was there, I was about to go when I saw a letter at the bottom
of the stairs.

"Uncle, I hope you understand but with all the boys in the house I will
make you happy. Tomorrow you will realise just how much we have that my
friends are looking for."

Lights out I checked in on everyone. They were all tucked up sleeping
soundly. In my room Brian never moved. I decided that sleep would be
best. I just undressed and got in.

"Thank you for all your help. Brian said I could share with you. He was
talking to Hamilton."

I turned the lamp to see Leo right next to me. "If you mind I will sleep on
the sofa. I hope that It was not told a lie. Brian said that you would like
to sleep with me because you were kind to me in the pool, but it could only
happen if I never spoke to anyone at all."

Here I was, a kid in a candy factory. "Leo go shut the door." He made a
quick dash. "I left these on because I was hoping that you would take them
off." I asked him why after just one day did he think it right to see me
like his Uncle? "Do you want me to go or will you just take my pants off so
you can see what you can have?"

I pulled back the cover then tugged his briefs down. Before they came off
fully his arms were around me. His kiss was that of a boy who had never
been taught in the best way. He was excited. He was bigger than Brian. Leo
turned on his side. I could feel what he wanted. I was able to slide in him
so easy. I rubbed him finding that he preferred the slow long strokes to
the fast that Brian became excited with. It was me who filled him first. He
was an expert. When he turned upon his back I watched him shake then
express some long clear fluid. I was drawn to it. The taste was sweet but
it had the distinctive beginning of saltiness confirming that puberty was
progressing through his body. Leo rested for a short time then he made the
move to suckle me. With the skin pulled back he was so gentle around the
head. Pulling away Leo called, "Let it come, all the way." It was an order
that I was happy to give in to. Leo took every drop swallowing every
bit. He cleaned the tender head and we were done. After a kiss of momentous
proportion he got up. He did put his briefs on then left the room.

I was almost asleep when the door opened. A figure walked across the room
and sat on the bed. "Sir are you awake?" Through the light I saw Jean
Peter. "I cannot sleep. I do no sleep well in strange places. I said he
could stay till he was feeling sleepy. "Leo he good, yes?" I just said
yes. "I am not how you say, experienced. Would you take me?"

I looked at this white haired boy dressed in a top with shorts look at me
just as if he was begging for some sort of attention. He slipped under the
covers. I held him. I was not sure about being naked with him but hoped he
would be asleep very soon. I could feel movement under the covers. Jean was
opening the buttons of his top. He pulled up taking the top with him. He
took my hand and laid it against the front of his shorts. I fumbled with
the buttons. His legs were apart. The moment the waist button came open
Jean started to get bigger under the shorts. A middle button and the
material opened wide. My fingertips came into contact with several hairs. I
did not remember seeing them while he swam but it was nice to be allowed
the touch. Jean lifted so that I could slip the material down. He was
smooth apart from the few hairs. Knowing his looks I guess they were light
so that was the reason I never saw them. The covers were off us both
now. His shorts around his ankles. I gave him a soft kiss. His man had not
bothered to teach him how best. They were into sex and that's all.

I was pleased to feel him grow thicker than either Brian or Leo. I could
encircle his penis. I rubbed but managed to get my lips around him before I
was granted several splashes of boy seed. Rested I helped him dress. He
left but I was asleep. I did not feel the next boy join me. Next morning
Brian was smiling. "Uncle does that prove that I love you?" I told him no
because I had feeling far stronger with Leo and Jean than I had with him.

"I am still learning Uncle. I want to ask you something. If you mean that,
then I have the answer. Are we to young to get married and live together
for the rest of our lives? I will stay with you. I will talk to mum. We
will get papers signed and make it legal. I will have to get a white
dress. The first time we met you had a nickname. I then ask, Jack will you
be the one to marry me for the rest of your life?"

I smiled. "You are to young for this Brian. If I could I would." Brian
looked at me, "I do not want anyone else. I want to prove that a boy and a
Man can be serious at life and love. The law says that it's impossible to
happen. You teach me how to love you while I will give you everything you
want. No more arguments, no worries just the truth that from the moment you
say yes we are one forever."

Can a man fall in love with a boy? Can a man feel love for a boy that is
real? Can I ever look Brian in the eye to tell him its true? What do we do
about the law?

"Brian, YES!"


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