Date: Sun, 29 Feb 2004 14:23:18 +1300
From: Arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: First Step part 1 Adult/Youth

				The First Step

				Part One

				By Arthur


Disclaimer:

This story is copyright to the author and may not be copied unless for your
own personal use.

All characters, places and occurrences are fictitious and bear no
resemblance to any person or place.

This story contains a sexual content between adults and youths, if this is
not legal in your area you are asked to leave now, if you wish to read on
and you are not of legal age then don't get caught or blame the author.


Friday 3rd January 2004 2.30 am:

"What a buzz, party, party, party, three days and nights of soaking them
back and the dak was great. Oooh, my head feels like lead. Now where the
shit can I sleep tonight, better not go back home after three days out, the
old ladies boy friend will cream my ass if he see's me like this."

The boy kept wandering around the streets as the first of the summer misty
rain began to fall. The distant sound of traffic hardly registered with his
staggering steps, the lank black hair curling to cover his ears and almost
to his shoulders framed a thin face with dark brown eyes and slightly
flared nose.

His skin although a little pallid after the long party, was a darker brown
than most Samoans but that was totally misleading as he was of mixed blood,
his mother being a Palangi (White) while his real father had come from the
islands some twenty five years ago.

The boy's full name was Afioka Sulia Seminalei but to his friends he was
just known as Afa. He had turned fourteen two months before Xmas and, had
his home life been a little more settled, he wouldn't have been out here in
the rain three days after the New Year.

Afa had had a good Christian upbringing, his father insisting like all good
Samoans, that he attend the local church three times a week and sing in his
beautiful soprano voice in the choir on Sundays. The good times and close
family ties had held until his father had not come home one day after work,
never to be seen or heard of again, Afa was ten years old when he
disappeared from their lives.

It was only months later that Afa's mother came home one afternoon with her
new boy friend and told the children that he was their new dad and they had
to listen to him and do what he said. One look at the drink lined face of
the new stepfather was enough to tell Afa that his life as he had known it
was at an end.

>From the first Friday night that the two adults returned home from the
bar, Afa felt the hand of the new man before the adults had even taken time
to sit down, his head was ringing as the man stood over him swearing and
slurring his words as he berated Afa for not having the younger ones in
their beds.

For the next three years Afa was the target of drunken hate every Friday
and Saturday night when they returned from their drinking bouts. The once
spotlessly clean house became a hovel of dirty dishes, unwashed clothes and
rotting food scraps.

Afa did what he could to protect his brother and three sisters until he was
thirteen and a half and after one very bad beating decided to give it up.

His schooling suffered and a once bright, energetic and eager to learn
student became a dull eyed automaton with little or no interest in
learning. It began with a little shop lifting, then on to a little smoking
and now at fourteen he had found the virtues he was looking for in booze
and late night parties with older people.

Last night had been the best party he had been to yet. He had met up with
his closest friend from school, Dills was the same age as Afa, although he
was of Maori descent they both got on well together not like other
Islanders and Maoris. At 5'8" Dills was 2" taller than Afa but his lighter,
almost golden skin, gave the two boys a strange contrast as they hung out
together.

Dills was little heavier build than Afa's slim body but then Dills got to
eat more than one meal a day. He had caught up with Afa in the local mall
and after the usual weird handshake and street slang greeting he had asked
Afa if he wanted to go to a party that night.

Afa had just woken up on a park bench from the party the night before and
his desire to attain the same state again was over powering.

"Who's all gonna be there Bro?"

"Amberlies friends, her olds have gone out and she's having a do, told me
on the text to come over."

"Ok, good enough, you doin her yet Dills?"

Dills looked at Afa with that cute smile he had and nodded his head in
assent.

"Jeez dills, she's all of nineteen."

"Yep, but she's still pretty tight."

An almost shy giggle escaped from Dills lips as he flushed.

"Garn Dills, it's just that big pistol you got."

"Yeah Bro, better than that match stick you got."

Afa had always been embarrassed by the size, or lack of it, of his personal
equipment, but that was one of the burdens of his Samoan heritage, that and
the absence of one testicle. Dills was the only one that could joke with
Afa about his lack of size in the boys department as anyone else even
hinting and Afa was on them before the words got out of their mouths.

"What time Dills?"

"Might's well go now, you might get a bit this time if you yap to the birds
a bit. I seen some of them check you out before."

"Not for me Dills, Amberly and her crowd are way to old Bro."

"Sheeit Bro, they all got the same thing down there, sides, they like us
school boys, we got the grunt."

"Whatevah Bro, lets go then."

All Afa could see was the glint of bottles and cans before his imagination,
that and the chance to get close to another body, although from past
experience he knew that as soon as they saw what he didn't have down there
they usually laughed then dropped him, this was the main reason for not
wanting to go after any sex at the parties, well that and the fact that the
girls, even the younger ones, didn't seem to get his blood rushing.

The party started as they all do, with everyone congregating around the bar
area and skulling as quick as they could before it disappeared. Afa took
his usual place in a corner and watched the rest of the partygoers start to
loosen up as the drink went to their brains.

By 11.00pm Afa was well on the way to a state of stupor and as he watched
his friend Dills naked butt thrusting up and down as the rest of the people
took bets on how long before he came inside Amberlies open crotch, Afa felt
the first pangs of loneliness come over him.

This was the third girl Dills had mounted in the room for the enjoyment of
all the older girls and boys, for some reason known only to himself, Dills
liked to be watched as he performed his acts and was always invited to
older kids parties just for the entertainment. Apart from being very good
looking, he was very well equipped for a fourteen year old and he knew how
to use what he had when the time came.

The exhibitionism of his one and only true friend had little effect on
Afa's mood as he stood or more likely slumped against the wall as the
performance continued. Half and hour later and his friend Dills was laying
on a table while two girls and a boy took turns blowing him.

Afa sighed and pulled himself upright, then with unsteady steps made for
the front door and out into the dark streets where he wandered aimlessly.

"Now where do I go, shit wonder if Dills gramps will let me stay. That's a
go, might as well try there, Dills says he's a good guy to all his
friends. Doesn't lie to the guys just tells them the truth all the time, no
matter what they ask him, pretty neat for a guy his age, some one you can
sorta trust. Wonder if it's true what Dills says about him liking boys,
nah, doesn't seem the sort, not all pansey like a tall. Looks a pretty hard
sorta dude really. Oh well no where else to go so what the shit."

Afa Stumbled on as the drink took more and more of his co-ordination from
him. At last he came to the long driveway that he recognized as the place
where Dills gramps lived, with slow unsteady steps he made his way up the
drive to the plain looking wooden door.

"Everything's dark, no lights, will he let me in, shit got to get some
sleep."

Afa lifted a tentative hand to the door and knocked softly, nothing, he
waited then tried again still softly. A light came on in the front bed
room, Afa knew it was the bedroom as he had been to the house before with
Dills. The sound of a cough and then footsteps coming towards the door, the
lock being opened and the door swung on its hinges.

"What you want?...shit, Afa isn't it, what you doing out this time of night
buddy?"

"Need some help Sir."

"Yep looks that way, and I told you before, my names Ted, none of that Sir
stuff ok Buddy?"

"Yes S...Ted."

"Come on Afa better get your rear end inside, you look a sight my boy,
still drunk too eh?"

Afa mumbled as he tried to look up into the slightly wrinkled face of Dills
granddad, the older mans eyes were a deep blue and seemed to fit well with
the silver hair. The wrinkles around the eyes showed amusement more than
worry and the kind voice was welcoming.

"Want to go shower Afa, might make you feel better."

Afa slowly nodded his head and then the thought of this older guy might be
one of those gays and only wants him to get naked so he could attack him
came into his mind. The fear must have showed in his face as the older man
smiled and continued talking.

"Don't worry Afa, I'm not going to go after you, the bathrooms that way,
you go ahead and there's a lock on the door for you to use so you feel
safe, ok?"

Afa nodded his head dumbly in his drink induce stupor. With shaky steps Afa
made his way to the bathroom and once inside closed the door, he looked at
the lock and then with a shrug of his shoulders he turned towards the
shower and began to strip of his stale and dirty clothes.

With a bleary eyed look in the mirror Afa surveyed his slim body. To him it
looked skinny and undernourished and the smallness of his boy hood sent a
shiver of hopelessness through his body. No one was ever going to go with
him as long as they knew he had such a small dick and only one ball. He
knew he could still shoot some juice but it wasn't as much as he thought it
should be for someone his age.

He had seen Dills naked a lot of times and although they had never tried to
do anything together like some boys did, he had watched Dills at parties
shoot his juice up as high as his chin and there was always lots of it
compared to his small efforts.  The final embarrassment of his smallness
sent Afa into the shower and with almost a savage twist turned on the taps.

The water felt good as it ran over his dark skin and the hair on his legs,
another embarrassment, tingled with the flow.  His small bush of sparse
black curls soon almost disappeared into the natural dark tone of his skin
and with a teens frustration he began to rub soap over his days old grime.

Afa was always proud of his clean and neat appearance but the three days of
boozing had left him with the stale odor of sweat and alcohol that was the
product of his spree. Slowly Afa began to feel better as the effects of the
hot water and sweet smelling soap made its way into his system.

Finally he felt clean enough to reappear in the lounge and to face his
host. Ted was sitting quietly in a lounge chair and as Afa came into the
room he gestured to another chair and on a table beside it sat a hot drink.

"Better get that into you Afa, I've made up a bed in the spare room for you
so soon as you want you go get some sleep.  Don't worry about getting up
early, you look as though you need a good rest."

"Thanks ...ahm..Ted."

"It's ok Bud, you get that Milo into you and then to bed, you'll be safe
here."

Afa nodded his head and lifted the steaming mug to his lips and took a
small sip of the chocolate rich drink. The feeling as it slid down his
throat gave Afa a new feeling of safety and something akin to happiness, an
overriding sense of peace surrounded him as he sat in this strange house
with the older man just sitting quietly across from him.

The look on Ted's face was noncommittal and friendly after all he had been
young once and had done much the same as this young Island boy had done. To
Ted's casual glance the younger boy was the epitome of youthful exuberance
and vitality and he was a good looking boy, although he obviously needed
some TLC.

The early nervousness had left the boy and Ted sat there with a very
critical eye watching him drink his Milo. Yes with a bit of building up he
would be a real looker and his youth made him look like a dynamo waiting
for someone to set free.

The wall clock chimed 3.30am and Ted looked over at the slowly closing eyes
of his unexpected young guest.

"Time to hit the sack Afa, come on I'll show you where your room is."

Ted rose from his chair and with a flick of his head indicated to Afa to
follow him into the spare room. Afa looked the room over, it was neat but
not flashy unlike the room he shared with his younger brother at home. The
bed, while not huge was a double and would give him plenty of space. At
home he shared a ¾ bed with his brother and this time he was going to have
a bed all to himself.

The thought of no one in bed with him gave Afa an almost lonely feeling as
Ted left the room and he began to strip his clothes down to his small
briefs and then slid into bed. The softness of the clean fresh sheets felt
like heaven on his stressed out body and he felt his eyes begin to slowly
lower.

Something made Afa start awake again just as he was about to fall into a
deep resting state that his body was crying out for after the hectic action
of the last few days.

"What is it, why can't I get to sleep, shit I'm fucked and I can't sleep."

Again he tried to settle back into the bed and close his eyes but again in
a matter of minutes he was wide awake, his brain telling him to sleep and
some unknown force keeping him awake.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?"

Afa continued to toss and turn as the minutes ticked by, nothing he could
think of would let him doze off into the slumber his slim body was crying
out for.  By four o'clock a sudden thought struck him as though someone had
punched him between the eyes.

"Of course you dumb coconut, you've never slept alone before, idiot, you
need someone in bed with you to get to sleep, fucking dumb ass
coconut. Wonder if Ted would mind if I went in there, would he try to grab
me or something...Ah fuck this, who cares, I got to get some sleep. Well
here goes nothing."

Afa slowly slunk out of the bed and with butterflies dancing in his
stomach, made his way back to the master bedroom where Ted was sound asleep
laying on his back with his arms outstretched over the huge king sized
bed. Afa stood at the foot of the bed and watched the older man sleeping
his nervousness at how he would be received was slowly being overcome by
his need for company and the need to sleep.

With trembling hands Afa lifted the corner of the bedclothes and tried to
slip under the covers without disturbing the sleeping man. Somehow Ted knew
he was there as his soft words came to Afa's ears.

"That you Afa? You ok bud?"

Afa's shaking voice relayed his inner fear to the older man.

"I can't sleep alone, is it ok to be here, I always sleep with my brother
at home?"

"Sure Afa, tuck right in there and get some shut eye."

Ted turned onto his side away from Afa and seemed to drop right off to
sleep as soon as he had finished talking. Afa felt the warmth of the bed
and the feeling of someone close to him gave him the security he had
missed, seconds later and he was asleep with only the soft nasal tones of a
person that was totally at the end of their strength.

Afa was in a panic, the group of boys chasing him was yelling out at the
top of their voices at him as he tried to escape their intentions of
beating him to a pulp. The raucous sound of their taunts rang loudly in his
ears.

"Fafafini, Fafafini, we gonna screw you Fafafini boy."

While in Samoan society, the boys that were made into Fafafini were looked
upon with great respect, in Palangi society they were derided and made to
live a very secretive life, usually on the streets as hookers or
transvestites.

Darkness began to surround Afa as he raced from the hoard of boys, as he
raised his weeping eyes he could make out a shimmering far ahead of him.

"Water, it's got to be a lake. Got to reach it, got to run faster."

His strength was giving out as he raced towards the distant water, the mob
now closing rapidly on him now roaring like a demented animal.

"FUCK BOY, WE GOING TO GET YOU PANSY BOY"

Lungs bursting, Afa made to dive into the black waters to escape, rough
hands grabbed him around the waist as he thrashed and twisted to free
himself. Tight gripping arms surrounded him as he lashed out in all
directions to get free. He found himself against something hard as he
gasped for breath, still fighting the constricting hands that held him.

A voice began to make it self heard in his head as he lashed out.

"Shhh, Afa, you're safe my boy. Settle down Afa, it's just a bad dream,
you're safe here."

Consciousness began to come over Afa at the sound of the calming words of
Ted, his innermost fears were being played out in a dream and this older
man had been here to help him get through it. This was not the first time
this dream had struck at Afa as he slept but then his little brother had
just kicked him until he woke up, this time someone was holding him close,
cradling his body in warmth and security.

Afa felt the wetness of perspiration all over his body as it was held
tightly against that of Ted, his small rod was up tight and began to send
out small throbbing signals as he felt the older mans naked skin against
his own. Afa reached out with both arms and wrapped them around Ted's
shoulders, pulling himself closer. With his legs entwined in Ted's he
subconsciously began to rub his small projection on the mans hipbone,
giving himself a feeling that was new to him.

Ted lay there with the frightened boy held tightly in his arms, his
thrashing had given Ted a sore eye and it felt like a bruise would be on
his cheek in the morning. Smiling to himself he lay still as Afa's gesture
of urgency played itself out in his own way.

The rubbing on his hip of the small hardness had given Ted his own hard on
which was now a raging fire in his belly but he did not want to interrupt
the needs of this lonely boy.

It seemed only seconds when Afa began his short sharp grunts of release as
he ejaculated into his very small briefs and the warm wetness made itself
felt on Ted's skin. Afa collapsed into the safe arms as he panted out
success and his small frame shook with the effort.

Ted reached a steady hand up to Afa's brow and with tender fingers, brushed
back the long strands of black silk that was Afa's hair. An unsteady
rasping came from the boy's throat as he gulped in short breaths to refill
his lungs, his slim body trying to melt into the safety of the surrounding
arms.

A soft mewing came from Afa's throat as the tension of his past young life
came to the front of his mind and, with a last attempt to bury himself in
the warmth of Ted's arms, he began to sob in small child like shudders as
he released his deepest frustrations and loneliness.

Afa knew nothing of love, not the sort of love they show in the movies nor
the sort of love they tell about in the few books he had read, the concept
was totally foreign to his understanding. What he did know however was that
this man was holding him in a way he had never felt and that his mind and
body was happy to have him do it.

There was something warming about being held by Ted, the fear of rejection
because he was so skinny and sp small where other boys were big, did not
enter his thoughts, only the safe feeling those strong arms gave him as he
tried to stop the tears as they fell down his cheeks.

Tears were for girls and small kids, not for nearly grown boys and
definitely not for Samoan boys but the warm body and safe arms pushed aside
those thoughts as he felt himself sinking into a restful oblivion without
dreams or fears.

Ted held the slim boy in his arms as he slid back into the depths of sleep,
the desperate need to be loved by someone was evident in the boy's grasping
hands as he hugged closer to Ted's chest. The odd occasions that Afa had
come to his home with his grandson had made Ted aware that the boy was very
good-looking but also very lonely. From the first meeting Ted had seen the
haunted look in Afa's eyes but he had held his thoughts back as the boy had
never indicated any interest in men or for that matter in girls.

Afa had just looked like a lonely, lost and desperate teen. A number of
times, Ted, had wanted to say something to Afa when he had seen the lost
look the boy had given him from beneath lowered eyes, his yearning for
companionship had been obvious by the way he would appear to hang on every
word spoken to him although, he rarely answered apart from a shy smile.

Unconsciously Ted ran his hand down the silken skin of Afa's back as the
boy breathed evenly in his sleep, now no loner haunted by his fears. The
faint smell of the drink he had been having at the party was beginning to
make its self known through the pores of his slightly moist skin.

That faint odour of sexual release seeped its way into Ted's nostrils as he
caressed the small body now wrapped tightly around him. It had been a long
time since he had had the pleasure of someone young and vital sleeping next
to him and the comforting closeness of a body next to his own sent him into
a dozing sleep.

As was usual, Ted woke at 7.30 to the pleasant feeling of Afa still clasped
tightly to his body, with infinite tenderness he eased the boy's arms from
around his chest and slid out from under the sleeping boy. First was the
need to piss then, his early morning craving for caffeine.

Ted stood by the side of the bed looking down on the slim little figure
laying under the covers, the outline of Afa barely discernable under the
blankets but the look of peace on his handsome young face gave Ted a good
feeling deep inside.

Sitting alone in the kitchen as he sipped his first coffee of the day,
Ted's mind went back to the picture of Afa standing at his door last night,
the pleading need in the boy's eyes as he asked for help from a man that
was practically a stranger to him.

How could such a good looking and self effacing boy be so lonely that he
would risk his safety in going to a strangers door in the early hours of
the morning. Ted resumed his musings as he munched slowly on the slice of
toast, sipping now and again on his steaming coffee.

As much as he liked the thought of having Afa spend much more time with him
and the vague possibility of some real bed time fun, Ted knew it was a very
slim chance that a young good looking boy would want to spend any time with
someone his age.

The urgent need in the boy last night was just a reaction to his situation
and Ted was not about to read more into it than the needs of a young teen
to vent out his fears. Ted kept one ear open for any sounds from the
bedroom in case Afa woke to find himself in a strange place and got upset.

After pouring his second coffee, Ted went to the door of the bedroom to
check on his guest. Afa was still asleep, curled up tightly in a small ball
with his tousled head partially under the covers, the black silken strands
splayed out on the pillow with one hand held out to where Ted had been
sleeping.

Ted returned to the kitchen and sat listening to the early morning radio
news as his mind sent old images to him from his own past. The years of
loneliness he had suffered because of his preference for boys when still at
school. The rejection by his peers, when caught behind a shed with a fellow
student at the age of 14 had been hard enough but the next six months of
scorn and derision along with the continual need to protect himself from
the bullying that ensued, made him shudder.

So much had gone with the years and he wondered if this was the case for
the young Samoan now asleep in his bed. Kids today could be even crueler
than they were in his day and the haunted look in Afa's eyes gave Ted a
moment for pause.

A sound behind him made Ted turn his head, the sight was enough to blow
away his building fears as he saw Afa standing uncertainly in the
doorway. He was still dressed only in his small white briefs, the stain of
his night's emission evident on the front as his small projection pushed
the front of the briefs outward.

Afa's eyes were bloodshot and bleary, his hair mussed and untidy as it hung
down over his ears, he seemed totally oblivious of his erection as he
lowered his eyes to the floor. Ted wondered how old the boy really was as
his small boyhood was only about 3" and looked to be very immature, could
this be the reason for his lack of self esteem and his desire to ruin his
young life with drink and drugs.

Ted gave Afa a warm smile as he looked out from under his lowered head, his
body, to Ted, was to die for, slim and smooth with the forming definition
of a young teen. His nipples were almost un-seeable they were so small, not
much more than a darker spot on his tawny skin.

Even at his young age he had a well pronounced six pack that was almost an
eight pack, not hard big muscles but more a slim definition that suited his
slight build. Afa's hips were slender and gave him a look of slimness
desired by all those who liked the male form, both as art and as a partner.

Standing slightly side on to Ted, Afa's tight butt could just be barely
seen in all its small uplifted glory, so slim that Ted was sure he could
cover both cheeks with one hand as it poked pertly outwards from the
slender hips. The legs were, as would be expected, slender but with a nice
wiriness to them as the tendons held taught as Afa leant slightly forward,
as though waiting for some signal to flee.

"Morning Afa, would you like some breakfast?"

"Uhm,...Thank you S..Ted. Can I use the bathroom, please?"

"Sure, go ahead, you know where it is."

Afa must have realized suddenly that he was nearly naked in front of the
older man and with an embarrassed look turned quickly to hide himself as he
made his way towards the bathroom. Ted smiled at the startled look on the
boys face as he almost fled down the hallway.

Ted began to get a light breakfast of cereal ready for Afa's return and
then went into the spare bedroom and looked in the chest of drawers for a
pair of his grandson's boxers to replace the stained ones worn by Afa. With
the clean underwear in his hand, Ted went to the door of the bathroom and
gave soft knock.

"Afa, I'm leaving a pair of boxers for you by the door, you may want
something clean to put on, take another shower if you feel like it, there's
plenty of hot water."

A muffled, "Thank you." Came through the door as the toilet flushed in the
background. Ted returned to the kitchen to wait for his young guest. Within
seconds he could hear the shower running and smiled at the thought of the
naked boy under the torrent of water, a shiver of unattainable delight went
through his body at the thought.

The minutes ticked by until he heard the shower water cease and after a
little more time he saw Afa make his way into the kitchen dressed in the
loose fitting boxers, his stained briefs crumpled up tightly in his hand as
he tried to hide the evidence of his nights mistake.

Ted turned away to the bench to get the bowl of cereal for Afa and to try
to save the boys dignity about the briefs.  Over his shoulder, he said.

"You want to throw those in the laundry Afa, I'll take care of them for
you."

Placing the bowl on the table Ted sat down with another coffee and waited
for the boy to sit and eat.



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