Date: Sun, 6 Jul 2003 17:20:02 -0400
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Calendar Chapter 2 Learning to love

This story is of the imagination. It is made up but does contain the wishes
and thoughts of someone. It's never happened yet I am sure that somewhere
it could have.

The tale is of a relationship between a man and a boy. This sickens many
people, so if you are one then please go to Nifty for another section that
you can visit.

I have the copyright so there is no reproducing in any way or form. Please
ask for permission. Asking never hurt.

This is not an unusual story; it is probably quite common, yet in a way
it's something that may not have happened in the same context. I bet its
tale.........

Lets tell you.


                           The Calendar.

                             Chapter 2

                         Learning to Love


Joe so I heard became a different boy. His parents got in a habit of
calling me when his grades fell. The work he did was more than average but
his father had decided that Joseph was up to the added task of extra
learning.

"David, Clare here. Have a big favour to ask. It looks like Chris, that's
Joseph's friend is having trouble. Can you take him on as well? He is keen
but just simply needs help. We have a meeting so wondered if you would cope
this weekend. I know it's an imposition but you have gained quite a name
since Joseph has been with you. The school thinks it will be a good idea
and his parents, Chris's that is, are all for it"

I was concerned that Joe had said something. I realised that I would not
still be involved if that had been the case and with three beds it was
awkward yet seemed an answer to the school and their problems. I agreed and
got a call from the parents of Chris.

"Hello sir. We want to thank you for offering to school Chris and wanted
you to know that he wont be any trouble. He stays with his grandparents
quite often so we can allow him to remain with you for the weekend. Clare
and her husband have told us that you are a perfect tutor and guardian so
please agree to Chris staying. His English is bad and that what needs the
work."

I did agree and very quickly I had 2 boys scampering up to my door.

"David this is Chris and his parents are in the car."

I was about to wave and even meet them but they drove off before we could
even get to see one another.

Joe seemed different; He was changed from school clothing and looked to be
more relaxed. His dress was that of a boy ready for play. Chris was
different. Sports gear right through. Shorts, shirt and trainers. Socks,
one up and one down. Everyone was waving to parents when they left and Joe
took Chris to the room next to his. I wondered if the house was mine any
longer being that the boys seemed to take over.

"David this is Chris. He is in the class below me but we do extra work and
play together."

I was greeted with a small hand that was firm upon the shaking.

"I have missed you David." Said Joe.

I never worried when Joe Hugged me I never saw any harm even when Chris
laughed then covered his mouth to hide his reaction. Chris was 11. He has
grey hair, Hazel eyes, Stands just over 4 feet tall. Small feet but the
whitest teeth I had ever seen. I knelt down in front of Joe till I was
almost eye-to-eye. I hugged him tight. It seemed quite natural to kiss him
but on the lips I was not sure. I did anyway. I turned to Chris. His head
was bowed. I welcomed him to my home then hugged him as well. His arms
never went around me but he let me hold him tight.

"Told you Chris. David loves all boys. He likes you a lot. David can I
undress now?"

I looked at Joe feeling anxious about his words. I could see that Chris was
waiting for me to answer while Joe was like a horse at the start of a race.

"Joe, I will say when and then I will do it."

"You mean that you will undress us, I mean me?"

"I will do whatever I want. First its English and the spellings."

Since that first encounter I had become more aware of Joe and his needs. I
saw Chris with not a scared look; if I had to describe it I would say
excited or confusion. A secret now. After Joe had stayed on his first visit
I was aware that when I was out if a boy went past I would look and
smile. The ones that got the most were those who looked casual. Some had
the waistband of their under garments showing above their trousers. Now
here I was, Joe just as I remember, Chris in sports wear, shorts low and
his briefs I assume well above the waist. I could see the word boy printed
very clearly on the waistband.

"David they are red in case you wanted to know."

Joe had caught me. With a slight adjustment Joe pulled at his shorts and
the black colour of what lay underneath came into view.

"New Boxers David. You want to see them all?"

I clipped Joes bottom and he understood. I was shouting, yes I will see you
all later but it was only me who could hear. Chris quickly picked up the
spelling and it was easy for them to learn. I sat between them listening to
every letter of every word correcting them if they were wrong. They did get
them right very quickly.

I got both boys a drink. Joe was true to his word and was the first to
finish. It was a great job he did. I rubbed his left knee to signify that I
was please and he got up to order some food that could be delivered. Chris
managed to get all 20 of his words right to. I did not think that he would
mind so rubbed his right knee. Chris looked at what I was doing. I said
sorry then quickly removed the offending hand.

"Please don't take it away. It feels good with you there."

I let it go back and started to move my hand up and down. On the up stroke
his shorts blocked my way.

"Will you really undress me?"

I looked at Chris, removed my hand from his knee and ruffled his hair.

"If that's what you want Chris? Yes I will."

The moment comes in a person's life when they say something that they
regret. This was my time. I turned from Chris hoping that Joe would come in
the room after doing the task of ordering food. Chris patted my shoulder. I
looked, thinking hard of some explanation.

"You really want to undress me? You want to see me with nothing on?"

I laughed at the seeming innocuous statement. I smiled at him. I never said
yes or no. Chris just looked at me but I did manage to hold his leg
again. I never wanted him to get scared or even say something that never
happened. Even the simplest thing could be mistaken.

"David, You can undress me but no one must know. You can do it now or
better still when I get ready for bed. Maybe Joe will join in."

I looked at Chris just as Joe came back in. He realised that something was
not as before. He collected his books and Chris's then said he would put
them away. It will take me a while so I will get ready for bed.

"Can I sleep in my boxers David or what do you suggest?"

I told him to take a bath then ask me again. I checked my watch just to
make sure how much time we had before the food was delivered. Joe had left
so I led Chris to the living room. I told him that I was joking. Chris
looked at me and said,

"You can do it, honest"

I held him close. It was time to find out just how serious he was.

"If you want me to do that we better kiss first then we will see."

Chris just kissed without knowing really what to do. The experience he had
was with mum or gran and that's not what I had in mind. I stood him
in-between my legs while I sat down in the armchair. I put his hands on my
shoulders then looked at him. Chris turned his face to the left then right
then was still when my lips touched his. His hands seem to act on
remote. They lifted and went around my neck. The kiss was harder. I ran my
hands up the outside of both legs this was after I had pushed the socks
down as far as they would go. The kiss held firm. I started to pull down on
his shorts. Like slow moving traffic they came down. When I felt them fall,
I tried to slip my hands up under the boxer briefs that he had. They were
red with the word Boy in white all over. I was able to get a hand in
front. I was just about to see and feel what was hidden when the doorbell
rang. We heard Joe.

"It's the food."

I lifted Chris's shorts back up and tidied him up. I ran to the door and
found a man carrying 4 big boxes. I paid what was owed and took the boxes
to the kitchen. Pizza Chicken, Garlic bread and Fries. A feast for an
army. Two boys, I got the scraps. Joe sat in my big bath towel while Chris
was combining eating with looking at me.

Chris got up to get us all a drink.

"What happened between you and Chris? Did you do anything with him?"

I made a very soft remark about Chris letting me take down his
shorts. Chris said that we kissed as well.

"We could have done more Joe but the food arrived."

When the drinks arrived Joe sat close to Chris.

"Chris what was you going to do?"

"I asked David to undress me. I did say before I went to bed but when my
shorts came down I think it was going to be then."

"Chris, you mean that you wanted David to take everything off from you?"

"Suppose so. It would not be strange at bed time."

I was there but the conversation was without my input.

"Chris, have you had sex yet?"

"Do not think so."

"You have Mr Cross at school he teaches sex education."

"Not until next year."

I was listening to this and I was not sure what to say. Chris and Joe
seemed the best of friends yet seemed so far apart in what they knew. We
had finished eating and we just emptied the boxes in a black bag. Joe,
Wrapped in a blue towel returned to his room and came back in the new
boxers he had mentioned. He came close for a hug then said thank you for
the food but managed to give me a cuddle right in front of Chris. I
suggested that Chris wash. He took off for his room and I found him some
towels as well. I gave them to him and he sat on the bed looking at me. We
heard the television come on and Chris whispered,

"Are you going to help me now. Joe is watching television so you can do
what you said."

I checked on Joe, He was watching a film. I went back to Chris and lifted
him from the bed. I sat down then he came between my legs just as he had
done in the living room. It was so easy to hold each other. The kiss was
quick but had meaning. His socks were quite easy to remove so when I found
the edge of his shorts the kissing remained as I tugged and they fell
down. He sloppily stepped out of them. I took hold of the shirt and drew it
up. His arms stretched high and I was able to slip it over his head. Now I
had Chris before me with nothing but a small pair of Red Boxer
briefs. Chris still had his hands on my shoulders. Together we bent
forwards. Both of us were looking down. Chris never moved when my hands
were below. I never saw the buttons but my fingers touched them.

"You want to see my private's David?"

I never answered him. With us both watching I took the button on the
waistband and opened it. Three buttons on the fly, they came open just as
easy. It was no shock to me but we both saw the small tube pop out over the
material opening, we both looked on. One little tug and the red material
fell to the floor and Chris was naked. I held him tight smiling at him.

"Did you like doing that David?"

I reached to his ear and whispered, "Yes little one, very much."

I carried his towel and I walked hand in hand with him to the bathroom. I
ran a bath then helped him in. I sat on the edge and watched him lay
back. I took each foot in turn and washed it well not tickling just a firm
wash. Chris liked that. I have never been sure why but Chris started to go
hard as I was washing his feet. When I finished I took a big chance and
took hold of the stiff little pole that peeked out from the water. Chris
took a deep breath and also took in water. He started to cough and I held
him up. Joe came to see what was happening. I was holding a naked Chris up
in the water while he got his breath back.

"David why did you not get in the bath with Chris? You did it with me and
it was fun. You know how much I love you David so whatever happens I wont
tell anyone."

I looked down and Chris looked up.

"Did you really share a bath?"

Joe told Chris all about it. I was still sitting on the bath when Chris got
out. He wiped the bath down then filled it up again. His small hands were
tugging at my shirt and Joe was helping him. Joe collected my shirt and put
it in the empty hamper. It was Joe who I allowed to open my trousers. Chris
tugged and they were down and off. I sat there in my boxers while the water
filled. I took my heart in my hands. I removed the boxers and got in the
bath. Chris was not sure what to do but a gentle hint had him between my
legs. Joe closed the door and removed his shorts then placed his towel on
the bath against the wall. Climbing behind he took my head and rested it
against his groin. I started to wash Chris and Joe washed me.

The soap was easy to cover Chris. His small body accepted what my fingers
did. Between his legs the hardness remained the skin beneath still tight
holding on to the grapes within. I was allowed to stroke him the soap made
this slippery. His breathing started to give way to the sharp intakes that
always were prior to the exultation of pleasure that all boys have. Joe was
resting on my head watching what I did to his friend.

Joe wanted to be part of all this but the water started to get cool. I
suggested that he get out and dry so that he did not get cold.

"Why did you stop David? I have never had a bath with anyone before and
this was my first. I never wanted it to stop."

I got up and helped Chris to dry. Joe got out and did the same. Joe came
close to me and I almost grabbed on something with my lips.

"Careful Joe. David might bite that off."

I winked at Joe then with Chris watching I did just that. I took his penis
in my mouth and began to suck. Joe squealed but Chris looked on in wonder.

"What does it taste off David?"

I stopped sucking and told him to taste it. I never thought he would but he
did. Joe was solid. Chris was sucking just like a babies dummy. Joe did not
want it to stop so I took a finger and played with his hole. Joe squirmed
when my finger got to the opening. I did manage to slip it in but Chris was
sucking to hard. I stopped everything and I helped them dress. I gave them
a hug and said we should go to bed. In a large towel I tucked Chris in then
went to do the same to Joe. His room was empty. I checked in my room and
found I had a guest in my bed.

"Joe, move over if you want to stay."

I slipped in and found him still semi dressed coming close to me for the
night.

It was a strange coincidence but the phone rang right at that moment. Joe
was busy knowing what pleased me.

The call was from a woman who said she was Joseph's Aunt.

"I am very sorry to call you but this has been left to me. It was at 9pm
this evening when a car driven by a drunk hit Clare and Peter's car. They
died immediately. I have to get him through all this. I have the effects to
sort out. In 2 hours I have found that everything they had was in the
business and that was not doing so good. The last thing they managed to
spend was it seems a £1000 check to you. Joseph has his clothing and
personnel Items but it looks like that's all. A 12 year old boy that has
nothing but his brain, that even is not working that well so I here. I need
your help. Can you help me break the news to him? I don't want to do it but
there is no family left. Chris there, well his parents know so we thought
that we could all come and see you tomorrow and then find away to tell him
that he has no one left. I live 200 miles away. I have a place in the
country so it will mean a complete change."

This moment never crossed my mind. Sitting looking at me was Joe.  Eyes
shining his face smiling. I did not understand everything. I asked Joe's
Aunt to fax all the documents to a friend because he might help. She was
grateful. I agreed to us meeting the time was for 10am tomorrow. She was
going to travel over night.

I called my friend asking him to look at the documents with a view to
assisting the aunt in whatever he could

I went back to Joe.

"Why the tears David? I am sure it's not that bad."

"Joe, your parents have been in an accident. 2 cars collided. I am sorry
but there is no easy way to say this, they never made it precious, I am so
sorry."

Joe held firm, which was until I placed an arm around him. The tears let
go. I held him tight all the time the signs that he was hurt showed. It
took an hour to get him calm. Together we looked like someone who was
holding his or her cub to protect it. I told him everything. He knew that
he was safe; he also knew that even though his parents seemed happy and
wealthy that was far from the truth.

I never took advantage even though I wanted so much to have him feel
better. Joe remained with me, Boxers; on and knowing he was safe at this
time. It took some time for him to fall asleep; I managed to make a few
calls to see what was happening.

His parents just kept their head above water. The house was mortgaged to
the hills so that was gone. It was correct that all Joe had was what he
owned at this time. It did not take a Rocket scientist to work that
out. The biggest concern was the Aunt. She would see him but never really
wanted to take care of a child. She had already asked a friend to search
out a good home for the boy. The road accident had caused far more loss
than everyone imagined. I asked Jack, my friend to come to my home at 10
also to discuss the options and help. He was just so willing and helpful.

I sat up during the night I expected Joe to wake suddenly but he slept even
though restless right through. Chris was the first to wake. His happy self
was hit hard by the news. I gave him a hug because he came to me with open
arms. I helped him dress even though he was old enough to do it himself
after a shock like that he was open to any assistance.

Dressed, I woke Joe. His red eyes showed the signs of grief from last
night. Chris went to his friend and I gave them the time they needed. Chris
never said much but he helped him Dress as such. I took Joe to the
settee. No appetite no nothing I sat him alone while Chris and I cleaned
up. 9-58, that's what the digital clock said when this fat robust woman
called. Chris's parents then my friend joined her. I felt alone then.

The Robust woman saw Joe and moved quickly to him.

"Joseph, Joseph it's been so bad. I have to talk with you."

"Aunt. I know. Mum and Dad are gone that's why you are here. David told me
last night. We have cried enough."

I was so proud. Chris was with his parents clinging on to them in hope the
same thing would never happen to them or him. The aunt sat down next to Joe
and she began to smother him with affection.

"Aunt, I know how you feel and I feel just as bad. Please do not squash
me. I need to breath."

I asked the boys to make us all a drink, which they did; my friend gave
them all the bad news. All the bills outstanding would be swallowed up by
insurance. In other words even though there was a big insurance to come
that would pay off all the debts they had. The mortgage meant the house was
the banks and even the business would be closed. The aunt knew nothing
about that. Her one concern was that the boys continued school and got some
stability in his life. She had already decided that she could not do this
for Joe. Chris's parents could not offer Joe a room even though they wanted
to. My friend, Jack, he said that he had an idea for Joes survival. His
words and I suppose he was right.

I was quite annoyed that the youngest boy could go to the Aunt yet Joe
being more honest and independent he was given up. I never did understand
that.

Jack sat everyone down then spelt out one by one the situation. He had
relevant answers that the Aunt accepted just to get shot of them I believe.

"Finally we have Joseph. I see his brother Jimmy is not here, I see his
school is happy with him and has even offered counselling. I understand
that he will be going the 200 miles to stay with you am I correct?"

The aunt nodded in quick agreement.

All that leaves is Joseph. Now a home after a shock like this may not be a
good thing. I have another suggestion that is pretty radical but would make
everything above board and give very little uprooting to the child."

The aunt as did I also Chris's parents, we all gave our agreement.

I then say that Joe remains with David. He can go to school and see his
friends, the little money David earns from the school will pay for his keep
but you will have to agree David and you, that's the aunt will have to
agree to Joe staying here. May I remind you of one thing madam? Joe is in
need of help in more ways than one David may be the answer. The boy is at
an age when he can care for himself so a woman would not be required. The
biggest stumbling block is you David. You must give your consent.

>From a boy who has school problems to a boy with big family problems and I
get to deal with both. They all seem to look at me for the answer and I was
not forthcoming. Jack said he wanted to speak to Joe and the aunt told me
everything that did not matter. She even told me what Joe's favourite
toothpaste was. I had wanted her to know that I knew and much more
besides. I asked Chris to make everyone a drink while I got some fresh air.

Every one was deciding what should be done except the one that mattered. I
heard the door and Joe came out.

"Sounds like they are deciding what I will do before I have a say."

I had to agree and Joe sat next to me looking quite forlorn. His arm
stretched as best it could, we watched the birds across the meadow. He
managed to sit on my knee, together we both started to feel sorry for each
other.

"Joe they are trying to decide on who has you. Your aunt thinks she cannot
cope even though she is taking your brother, Chris; his parents do not have
the room. My friend, Jack, he thinks that a home for boys like you can be
found but then you will have to learn all over again."

Joe seems to understand.

"Aunt could never take both of us. She always had time for my
brother. Chris, his parents are very nice but they live in a small flat. I
know some boys who are in foster homes; they are nice, even to me. You just
never see it happening to you. You see it when others have bad things done
and offer all the help they can yet you never believe it will happen to
you. It is not their fault they did not do it on purpose it was an
accident."

Joe placed his head on my shoulder then turned it to look at the birds.

"Its been suggested that you live here with me."

In many journals many have described the actions of an atomic bomb. Well I
think I had become witness to that.

"You mean that I can live here with you. I can go to my school and you can
help me catch up. We can be something I never have really been, a home or
is that a family. David do you want me? Do you want to give up your life
for me? Do you want me?"

Putting it like that I did my best to shoot down his thoughts but how could
you not say yes to a boy with puppy dog eyes.

"David, if you say yes then we can be one. I am so sad yet I am very
excited that my old life has ended for the worst possible reasons but I am
starting a new one in the best possible way. I will do anything to stay
with you. I will even;"

I stopped him. I made it clear that because he was staying it did not mean
that he was to be a sex slave or anything like that. I would have to look
at him as a son."

"Or lover David?"

I tweaked his nose.

"That's funny David. You just said when I stay here. You said that before
you even said yes"

"Right, this is the deal. You can stay. You have your room and you must
keep it clean. You will become helpful and learn to get the food and
shop. I will if you want let you get rid of everything and I will buy you
all new things so it's a fresh start. Finally you will stop calling me
David."

"Whatever you say Dad."

"No I mean sir not Dad"

I took his hand and we both entered the room. Chris had done all the drinks
and Jack made some calls. Everyone looked at me.

Well David what do you think of jacks Idea. It would be the perfect
answer."

I looked at Joe's aunt I even looked at Jack.

"Well"

Chris and Joe started a rapid but quiet conversation that became more and
more animated as time went by.

"Joe can I come see you after school? This is going to be fun and we will
learn so much more."

"Chris what is going on? I am his aunt so the last to know?"

I never knew Chris was a dancer. His pirouette was amazing and his agility
was something else.

"Joe is staying here."

The aunt was lost for words. That was the first time since she entered my
home. Joe looked at me and I looked back. Jack clapped and the aunt spoke.

"David, do you mean that. He will be no trouble and he knows how to
help. Of course you know he has a problem but I think Clare would have told
you already."

Jack walked to the aunt.

"Why do you think I suggested he stay here?"

"Oh I see. You mean that... Do I have to sign anything I expect school will
need loads of forms?"

"Just 1. Sign right there."

I looked at the frenzy of action taking place but my eyes were on Joe who
like me had eyes for just one other."

The aunt left and brought back two cases. Inside were all his clothes. A
second case carried all his school things. He had a few minor things that
was brought but in all he was just a misplaced boy that had found a
home. The letter said I was his legal guardian and the school, doctor and
any legal assembly would need to see the letter. Joe could change his name
but by deed poll accompanied by the parents death certificate. Pretty
morbid in a way. Joe unpacked everything and kept his school clothes but
the rest he packed away for the charity shop knowing I would agree to get
him new things to ease the change.

I shook hands while they kissed Joe mumbling how sorry they were. Chris was
taken home to allow Joe to settle. It took 10 minutes before Chris called
Joe. That was fast and something I had better get use to. When it was quiet
I got the car and we took a drive. In a town far from where we lived I took
Joe to get kitted out. Joe chooses everything even the socks and
underwear. It did not cost that much but he had 2 of everything and 4 of
the essentials. At home he put everything away and changed from the last
set of his old life to the beginning of his new. I heard the sniff every
now and again but I expected that. We had food sat and chatted we even
talked about death. The only time Joe was quiet was when he took a
bath. So, I was in it to. Belly to belly we looked kissed then decided on
the life we would lead.

While we dried Joe asked me the question that all lovers ask,

"David, do you really like me? There must be better boys out there who
would like a new home. Why did you choose me? I hope you are not just sorry
for me."

I looked long and hard into his face. Joe waited for an answer. I took hold
of him and we kissed. This was not just a kiss it was the magnetic charm of
two people so much in love.. Did it matter that we were both naked? No, Did
it matter that we were now family? No. What did matter was the fact that
Joe had someone who wanted to care for him while I had a boy willing to
care for me.

I took his new white boxers and he stepped in them. They were big enough
for me to do whatever I wanted. Joe and I just had to hold each other
before he went to bed and I hoped that this would be the best part of our
day.

I knew he would creep in with me. I knew what he went to bed in but not in
mine. I never took advantage of him at this time but he wanted to be
close. The now naked form seems to mould itself into my body with just one
small excitement that I never did touch that night.

His soft kiss goodnight followed by lover made me think that Dad was better
after all. Through the moonlight I saw Joe asleep on my chest. I stroked
his hair and started to realise just how I had learned to love.



                           The Calendar

                           Part 3


                           We both say yes

                               To Follow


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