Date: Sun, 31 Jul 2005 15:48:13 +0000 (GMT)
From: joshua Caddy <joshuacaddy@lycos.co.uk>
Subject: for the times they are a changing  chapter 9

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It's been a rather long time since I picked up my pen but the tale decided
it wanted to be told again.

As always your comments are appreciated.

Adam I hope you can forgive me.

Chapter 9

How on earth had I got myself in this situation? I had always been so very
careful at avoiding contact with boys, continually moving from place to
place thus preventing any relationship developing. And now? Now here I was
in bed, sandwiched between two semi naked twelve year old boys, intent upon
snuggling as close to me as physically possible

I lay there in the darkness considering the predicament I found myself in.

Thinking back to only months before this would have been the stuff of my
wildest fantasies. Now the reality of the situation swamped me. The trust
these two kids showed in me was binding. One of them at least knew my
feelings about boys and yet he had happily occupied my bed for months. Now
his best friend was snuggled in next to me as well. If these kids only knew
the thoughts which had coursed through my brain for as long as I could
remember, would they still sleep as peacefully?

Yet they both trusted me. What sort of bastard could betray that trust, not
me!

With an arm around each boys shoulder I could not help but consider what
would occur if anyone found out about this sleeping arraignment. Could
anyone accept that it had been perfectly harmless?

Was I worrying over nothing?

As had happened when Ryan first moved into my bed my nerves eventually
calmed and I began to look at the situation more objectively. Nothing
untoward had happened, nor would it so I should trust that there would be
no consequences.

Despite the fact that yes I enjoyed this sort of contact I was irritated if
not a little angry that Ryan had ignored what I had told him, plus the fact
Adam had slipped into my bed without a by your leave. All in all I felt
aggrieved at the pair of them.

I lay there feeling somewhat abused by these two kids. Had they any idea
what sort of situation they had placed me in plus the actual stress this
caused. Now stress was one of the reasons I had moved to the country to get
me away from the things which stopped me sleeping and caused me to drink
far more than was good for me.

It was no good I could not get back to sleep. Ok I was comfortable, beyond
comfortable, yes I had two cute boys cuddling me, what boy lover could want
anything more? But relaxed no. I needed some sort of release something to
stop me thinking.

I slid out of bed without waking the boys and slipping on my dressing gown
went downstairs.

Sat in the kitchen with only the up-lights on I reached for the bottle of
scotch and began to revert to my previous existence. That of keeping the
night owls company whilst becoming inebriated. How easily I slid back into
the trap I had not long escaped.

With hindsight it was obvious that my years of avoiding responsibility had
not prepared me for caring for Ryan and now the seemingly innocent addition
of Adam into the picture was too much of a shock to my system.

Gradually the sky became lighter and the tide went out in the bottle. As
always the whiskey dulled my mind and as the last of the bottle was
consumed my head slumped to the table in grateful oblivion.

It was the whistling of the kettle which awoke me. Prising my head from the
table I peered through bloodshot eyes to see myself being observed by two
blond haired boys clad only in their boxers who were looking
apprehensive. Tentatively Ryan nudged a black coffee towards me

As I rapidly drank the scalding liquid both boys slid into the seats at the
other side of the table. Pensively Ryan spoke "Are you alright Uncle
Michael?"

I responded with a non committal grunt.

Seeing that I was in no fit state to hold any sort of conversation Ryan
nudged Adam and they both disappeared upstairs.

I was on my fourth cup of coffee when they returned, both washed and
dressed and still looking exceptionally cute. Why did life have to be so
difficult? It's hard to be angry with boys as cute as those.

"I suppose you're angry with us "Ryan softly enquired.

Taking a deep breath I responded "Yes"

Ryan opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off dead "Ryan I asked you to
do something for me or rather not to do something and you ignored me, no
excuses, end of story. I'm disappointed in you but I will get over it. Are
you trying to get me into trouble? And Adam what ever possessed you to jump
into the bed of someone you barely know. I could have done anything to you;
I could be a multiple rapist for all you know."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth I knew I had gone too far. Both
boys had gone pale and Adam was shaking a little.

"Look, sorry that came out wrong. Adam do you really think it was a good
idea to get into bed with someone you don't really know?"

Ryan started to answer the question but I held up a finger to prevent him.

"I was speaking to Adam"

"I didn't think you would mind Ryan said he always sleeps with you and I
just wanted someone to cuddle up next to."

I could see that the boy's eyes were misting over, on the verge of tears. I
beckoned him over and reluctantly he moved in my direction. As he came
within reach I guided him into my lap and wrapped my arms about his slim
shoulders. Kissing him on the forehead I said "it's nicer to ask for a
cuddle than trying to steal one."

As I held Adam close I enquired "So Hippo boy what do I have to do to get
you to follow instructions? A spanking perhaps?"

Ryan looked a little sheepish "But I thought you really wouldn't mind
having two boys to snuggle with" As soon as the words had left his mouth it
became apparent that he realised he had just given away another secret.

"Sorry Uncle Michael I ..."

"When one is at the bottom of the hole it is customary to stop digging" I
quoth

"Sorry"

My hippo looked a little downcast

"Come on then. Looks like I've two boys that need a hug"

Ryan rushed to my side and jumped onto my other knee. Holding both boys to
me I could not help but wonder how I had reached this point. It did confirm
one thought in my mind though. If there are boy lovers then there must be
boys that need to be loved

"So then Adam what's made you need a cuddle so much?" I enquired of the
small boy buried into my chest.

"It's ok to talk to me I don't bite, do I hippo boy" This brought a
withering look from Ryan. We all have things about us we would rather not
have others know.

Adam looked up into my face with eyes like liquid crystal.

" My mum had a baby, so she hasn't got time for me, an my step dads not
interested in me so..." His voice trailed off as tears began to roll down
his soft cheeks.

Pulling the boy even closer to me I could feel another arm wrapped around
Adams torso. Looking into the face of Ryan I could see the concern he felt
for his friend.

"So your feeling a bit neglected then Adam." I enquired

I got a little nod in response

"Since Kevin married my mum she's had less time for me, then the baby came
no ones interested in me at all" This caused a fresh cascade of tears to
course down Adam's cheeks. By now the front of my dressing gown was getting
rather damp.

"Ryan go and put the kettle on again will you" Ryan gave me a quizzical
look but got off my knee and went to fill the kettle.

Passing an arm under Adams knees I carried him through into the sitting
room. As the boy cried I gently rocked him back and forth murmuring
soothing nothings into his ear

"Adam I know it's hard when no one seems interest in you. It's important
for you to realise that it's not your fault. Sometimes people move on in
their lives and they forget about what they have already got. I don't know
what Kevin thinks but what I do know is it's very difficult to have someone
else's kids to look after. It's hard.  Your mum has had big changes in her
life, just like you so you need to give her time to adjust. So in the
meantime if you're feeling neglect or need someone to talk to or just want
a cuddle there's always space for you here" This I said patting my knee

I must confess that Adams emotion were starting to get to me and found
myself getting rather misty eyed as I held him to me and buried my nose in
his hair. I've said it before but must reiterate that the smell of a boy
totally intoxicates me.

As I held the softly sobbing Adam to me Ryan came in with a tray of tea. As
he put the tray down I pulled him into the side of me.

"What do you think hippo boy I'm thinking about putting a sign in the
garden "boys cuddled here". It could be a great business opportunity." The
punch Ryan delivered to my ribs showed how much he thought of the idea. At
least it got a smile from Adam.

"I'm beginning to wonder though if I'm broadcasting some signal saying I'm
a soft touch for you little beasts. Cos I am. It breaks my heart to see you
cry."

"I'm probably wasting my time... yet again but Ryan, Adam will you please
remember that too many people wouldn't understand last nights and this
mornings events so please, please don't talk about it with anyone else. I
really do not fancy making the front page of the Daily Tabloid"

I pulled both boys in close to me "Besides if they put me away I'd miss the
smell of you two"

This bought me punches from both boys.

Ever wondered how you get into a situation. I often have.