Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2008 02:29:48 +0000
From: Brad Goodman <bradgoodman30@hotmail.com>
Subject: Garrett Hill Obsession - Chapter 13

This story involves consensual sexual relationships between males of
different generations.  It may include relationships between adult males,
young men, teens and adolescents.  This story is completely fictional.
Any resemblance to people, names or situations living or dead is
completely coincidental.  This story will include graphic depictions of
consentual sexual acts between males of varying ages.  If this material
is illegal in your area or if it is offensive to you then leave now.  By
continuing to read this means that you are not violating the law in your
area or you just don't give a shit what 'the man' tells you is right or
wrong.  The story belongs in the gay adult-youth section.

This story is to be posted only on the Nifty Archive and its sister
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of the author.  Otherwise I will hunt you down and sexually assault your
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I am sorry I did not post this chapter last week.  I am out of town all
week these days for work and I have house guests to boot.  With that said
here is the new chapter.  I hope everyone enjoys it.  My Garrett Hill
Obsession is still going storng and the next two chapters are
complete...I think.  I am working on chapter 16 right now.  As always
feedback is appreciated.


Garrett Hill Obsession
Chapter 13
By:  Brad Goodman


I was sitting on the couch when Bryton entered the room.  He was wearing an
old white t-shirt that was oversized and the green Shrek and Donkey boxers
I had given him.  He looked very cute.  His blond hair was still wet and
slightly stuck to his head.  I got up and he smiled broadly at me.  I could
tell he was still happy and basking in the glow of his recent orgasm.  We
went into the media room and the boy picked out a movie he wanted to watch.
He and I sat next to each other and in a few minutes he snuggled close to
me.  I wrapped my arm around him and gently caressed his chest.  After a
few minutes I decided to take a chance and I ran my hand inside the t-shirt
and caressed his bare skin.  Bryton didn't say a word he just rubbed his
head on my chest.  When the movie ended he was asleep and I slowly
extricated myself from him.  I turned off all of the electronics and then
scooped the boy up.  It was almost 10:30pm on Thursday.  I carried Bryton
into a guest room and he looked up at me.

"Can I sleep in your room?"  Bryton asked sheepishly.

"I don't think so Killer-B.  If anyone found out that would be bad for me."
I replied calmly.

"Please, I promise I won't tell anyone.  I get scared in new places."  His
angelic voice pleaded.

I succumbed to his plea and I carried him into my room and placed him in my
bed.  I laid next to him and he scooted back until he was pressed to me.  I
wrapped my arm around him and we quickly slipped off to sleep.  I was in a
blissful state and was dreaming sexual things about the boy when I felt
someone shaking my shoulder.  As I came back to reality and my eyes opened
I saw Garrett standing there looking very angry.  I tried to remove my arm
from Bryton but the boy had it gripped tightly to his body.  I pulled more
and he awoke and turned over and nearly screamed when he saw Garrett
standing there in his boxers.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Garrett asked fuming.

"Nothing!" I replied emphatically.

"Bull shit!" Garrett almost yelled.  "It doesn't look like nothing
and... wait... ah fuck, those are my boxers!"

I cleared my throat.  "Garrett, calm down.  It is not what you think.  I
swear nothing happened."

"Calm down" the boy mocked.  "You wouldn't calm down if you found me in bed
with another guy and he was wearing your boxers.  You said you love me and
then you go and fuck Bryton."

Almost in tears but very forcefully Bryton exclaimed "We didn't do
anything.  I wanted too but he wouldn't do it!"

My mouth dropped open at this statement.  Garrett fixed his gaze upon
Bryton.  "Do you swear nothing happened?"

"Yes, I swear.  I tried but Brad wouldn't do anything."  Bryton answered.

Garrett asked in a little more civil tone "So why are you in MY bed?"

"I was scared and asked to sleep in here.  I tried to let Brad know I
wanted to do things but he just didn't."

Garrett turned his gaze back to me.  "So nothing happened?"

"I swear Garrett, nothing happened" I replied sincerely.

Garrett looked a little bit relieved and I quickly got up and took is hand.
I pulled him out of my room and into the breakfast room.  We sat down at
the table and Bryton came in a few seconds later.  I asked him to sit as
well and we all began to talk.  After about thirty minutes Bryton and
Garrett were 100% aware of everything I had done with each of them.  Bryton
was shocked that I had watched him jerking off and also that Garrett and I
had a sexual relationship for so long.  Garrett and I were shocked that
Bryton was begging to be a part of our lives.  My boy wonder seemed to be
thinking things over in his head and then he announced his decision.

"I am open to us all doing stuff together.  I love Brad and he loves me so
I trust him.  We can include you too Bry but you need to know that I come
first."  Garrett announced.

I was happy that Garrett was willing to accept this boy in our lives but a
little perturbed by his last remark.  "That's very cool Garrett but I think
we all need to be equals.  I think we will all be very happy if we can do
that."

Garret begrudgingly nodded as Bryton was smiling broadly and thanking us.
We all talked for a few more minutes and I figured since everything had
worked out so well with Bryton that now was the time to tell my love about
Timmy.  I must have been in deep thought for a while because the two of
them were staring at me when I came back to reality.

"What?" I asked.

Garrett smiled broadly.  "So are we going to have some fun or what?"

"Of course..." I trailed off.  "But I need to tell you something first."

Both boys looked at me transfixed and not moving a muscle.

"Okay, Garrett, you know I love you, right?"  I asked.

Garrett nodded.

"Bryton, you know I love you too?"  I asked him.

Bryton smiled widely and nodded.

I took a deep breath and began to speak "I don't know how to say this... so
I am just going to say it.  I had sex with Timmy Fiegel.  We did it after
practice a couple of weeks ago in the field house.  And we have been having
sex ever since then."

"What!" Garrett exclaimed.  "You fucked Tim.  He is such a slut!"

"Garrett, please don't be mad.  I just didn't know how to tell you.  I
still love you more than anything else in this world."  As soon as I
finished that statement I felt guilty about it.  It was true but I didn't
want to hurt Bryton.  I caressed his back and mouthed that I loved him too.

Bryton smiled.

Garrett however was not smiling.  "Of all people you had to fuck Tim.  God
he is so gross.  You know he likes fatties?"  The boy said coldly.

"Garrett!" I screeched.  "Don't be ugly!  Tim is a good kid that needs
love."

"So..." Garrett replied curtly.  "He likes fatties.  All the guys he fucks
are like fat and hairy and disgusting.  And you fucked him.  Nasty!"

"Okay... you are just being mean now." I told him sternly.  "If Tim likes
bigger, hairy guys that is okay.  It has nothing to do with all this.  You
are just mad and saying mean things to hurt me and put Tim down.  That is
not helping.  I want us all to get along and be friends, if we can?"

"Be friends" Garrett said incredulously.  "Tim fucks anything that moves.
I bet your dick falls off."

"Enough!" I yelled.  "If you can't be nice then this conversation is over.
I don't care what Tim has done and or who he has done.  I care about him
and I care about you.  All I want is for you to give him a chance like you
are doing for Bryton."

Garrett sat there fuming for a minute and then got tears in his eyes.  "I'm
sorry.  I don't know if I can be his friend.  I love you so much... more
than anyone I have ever met... more than my mom even!"  He sniffled.  "But
I am so mad right now I think I hate you!"

Those words cut me to the bone.  I immediately began crying and I grabbed
the boy's arm and pulled him to me.  He resisted at first but within
seconds he was embracing me back and crying.  We held each other for a
while sobbing.  I caressed Garrett gently and occasionally kissed his neck
and cheek.  After about 10 minutes the boy leaned back and apologized.  We
both professed our love and then I opened an arm to Bryton who joined us in
a group hug.  We all went into the living room and eventually resumed our
conversation.  Garrett was deeply hurt but once he realized that my love
for him would not change and that I was not going to abandon him like his
father had, he seemed to be better.  Bryton just seemed to be happy to be
part of the group.  It was amazing that my care-free boy had turned so
serious and my serious boy had suddenly become so care-free.  Eventually, I
could see them both passing out from exhaustion and we all returned to my
room and climbed into bed together.  I was in the middle with Garrett on my
right and Bryton on my left.  I felt so happy with them even if we had just
experienced the roughest patch of our relationship.

I finally awoke in the morning and it was already 9:30 am.  I shook Garrett
awake and told him he had to get home.  I was afraid his mother would find
him missing from his room.  He usually returned before now and I didn't
want anything to jeopardize this newfound bond between us.  He got up and
then we went to the front door.

In some odd way we had formed a new family of sorts.  It was a family of
broken hearts and lost souls but it was our family.  Garrett and I kissed
and then he headed out and back to his house.  Thank god they didn't have
school today.  I loved teacher in-service days and so did the boys.  I had
scheduled an early afternoon practice for today and was looking forward to
spending some time with the boys before then.  Before Garrett had left we
had planned to go see a movie later with Bryton.

I realized that we hadn't left Bryton's aunt a note and I began to worry
she would be really upset when we got him home.  We tried to call his
apartment but no one answered.  We piled into the car and headed towards
his home.  When we got there I didn't see his aunt's car in the parking
lot.  I then really worried she was out looking for Bryton and we went
inside and decided to wait for her.  Almost an hour passed and then we
heard a key in the door.  When his aunt walked in she looked disheveled and
bewildered.  An angry scowl crossed her face as she stared at the boy and
me.  Her clothes were definitely the ones for the day before and I worried
that she had been looking for the boy all night.  I prepared for her wrath
and braced myself for what she may be thinking and then she finally spoke.

"Don't you dare look at me!  I am not going to be judged by you."  She said
emphatically.

I was shocked by what she said.  I had no idea what she meant and I
certainly hoped it wasn't about me taking the boy home and agreeing to have
a sexual relationship with him.  I finally uttered "What?"

"Don't what me!" she yelled.  "I never wanted this...I never wanted him."
She stared coldly at Bryton.

I felt very bad for the boy and the cruel statement he just endured.  I got
angry and replied.  "Shut up you bitch!"

Amanda fixed an angry stare on the boy and then let it fall upon me.  "Fuck
you!" she yelled.  "You self righteous prick.  I never wanted to be a
parent, okay.  I am young and want to have fun.  I have done the best I can
but if you are such an expert then why don't you adopt him?"

My anger swelled in me but I tried to keep my cool.  "You know what
lady...if I could I would.  I care about Bryton, he is a great kid and he
definitely deserves better than you."

Bryton spoke for the first time since his aunt came back.  "Do you mean
it...you really want to adopt me?"

My mind ran wild.  I knew they would never allow a single man to adopt a
boy but if they would I would love to take him.  "Well...I would if I could
Bryton but I doubt the state will allow a single man to adopt a boy."

"Figures!" Amanda said snidely.

"What?" I asked looking at her with daggers in my eyes.

"All talk and no action.  If you really wanted him you can have him.  I
will give him to you and sign him over now."  Amanda declared.

"Fine!" I said in a fit of passion.  "Go get your stuff Bryton."

"Really?" the boy said with trepidation.

I nodded and his aunt nodded.  He started gathering his things and she and
I went into her bedroom to talk.  When we finally decided I was serious she
actually hugged me and thanked me.  She told me that she was going to work
it out with social services at the beginning of next week.  I almost
couldn't believe what was happening and just how fast it was happening.
After we talked some more she and I headed back into the living room and
she talked to Bryton for a minute.  They hugged and then we headed down to
my car.  Amanda thanked me again and I actually smiled at her as we closed
the door and drove away.  After several minutes I could feel Bryton was
staring at me.  I pulled into a grocery store parking lot and found a spot
in the back.  After we had been sitting for a minute I looked at the boy
and he was still smiling at me.

I took a deep breath and began to talk.  "Bryton I want you to know that no
matter what happens I love you and will always be there for you.  With that
said, I am not sure if the state will let me adopt you even with your aunt
supporting it.  I just don't know what will happen."

Bryton looked very sad and started to sniffle.  "You do want me right?"

"Of course, Killer-B.  I would be very happy to have you as my son but we
really haven't thought this out and I just don't know what the state will
do."  I tried to explain to him.

"So if they say yes then you are going to adopt me?" he asked timidly.

"Yes, I will.  I just want you to know that while we are together now that
may not be for long.  If the state decides that I can't adopt you then you
will have to go back with your aunt.  If that happens I want you to know
that I love you and will be there for you, okay?"  I tried to explain
fully.

He looked puzzled and said, "Why would the state say no?  If you want to
adopt me and I want you too and my aunt wants you too.  It doesn't make
sense.  I don't know why they would say no."

"Well Killer-B, the state may think it weird or may not allow a single man
to adopt.  Who knows what they will think.  We just have to wait and see
what happens but I will do everything I can to make it work."  I concluded
and then smiled at the boy.

A smile crossed his face, which puzzled me.  Almost laughing Bryton stated
"Ah...I get it they think you will want to have sex with me.  Don't worry I
won't tell them.  I also won't tell them I want to have sex with you.  But
that doesn't mean we can't do it right?"

His tongue in cheek remark and seductive nature made me laugh and horny all
at once.  I smiled and ruffled his hair with my right hand.  "That would be
best for us not to talk about that with anyone.  And yes we can talk about
how we want to handle that."

We finally decided to go have lunch.  We went to a burger place and ate
while talking quite a bit.  I had a few people ask me for autographs and
Bryton thought that was cool.  Just like with Garrett, everyone thought
Bryton was my son and he was all too happy to tell them he was my kid.
When we left we headed to my house and I had him put his stuff in one of my
guest rooms.  Bryton made it very clear he didn't plan on spending many
nights in there.  Garrett came over about 20 minutes after we got back and
we explained everything that happened earlier with Bryton's aunt.  I
thought he would be really jealous but he handled it well and eventually
decided that it would give him a reason to spend the night at my house.
His mother wouldn't question it if he had a friend living here.  Soon it
was too late to go to a movie so we all got ready to go to our baseball
practice and left.  Who knows how this will turn out but I was very excited
about the future.

To be continued...