Date: Sun, 06 Nov 2005 15:29:53 +0000
From: JW
Subject: Billy, Hell, and Hope

This series deals with woman-girl, girl-boy, boy-boy relationships. It is 
entirely fictional and hopefully entirely erotic. If you are below legal 
age, leave this site.

Billy could hardly wait to tell his best buddy Helmut about his physical 
exam  (see Billy's Physical Exam, Nifty Gay Male Adult Youth 10/23/05). He 
had to wait until the next day, Saturday, to have a chance to talk. He and 
Hell had been at the creek fishing in the afternoon and planned to spend the 
night in their treehouse. Hell (should be Hel, but all the kids loved to 
yell "Hell" all the time and even the teachers called him by his nickname, 
much to the amusement of the boys. As it began to get dark, the boys climbed 
up to their mansion in a huge oak tree. They had built it in the Spring with 
the help from their fathers. The dads liked working with the boys and it 
gave the fathers an excuse to drink beer with each other on a few weekends. 
The deal was that the kids would beg, borrow and steal the lumber and the 
men would supply some engineering and heavy labor. The kids got some scrap 
wood from the local lumber yard in payment for some clean-up work around the 
lumber yard, stole some from a few building projects in town (the fathers 
knew there had to have been some "midinght requsitioning" going on but said 
nothing-after all they had been in the army and understood how these 
projects got done), and borrowed some from the neighbors. They even 
liberated a small window from a house that was being torn down and Billy's 
mother's contribution to the project was to make chintz curtains.
The dads did most of the support work and superstructure and the kids put on 
a tarpaper roof and used the scruffiest wood to close in the sides. It was 
really quite comfy, with an old rug, sleeping bags and an old kerosene 
lantern from Hell's garage that HIS father had lifted from a road repair 
project many years before. And the boys loved it. It was their own space, 
adults never climbed the oak to bother them and they might as well have been 
in Nepal rather than on the edge of the woods behind Billy's house.