Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2007 22:06:35 +0000
From: Pink Panther <pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: 'July Through September' chapter 18
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The first major turning point in the story has now occurred and all the main
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EIGHTEEN
IAN
You can trust it to be pissing down with rain when I want to cycle to
the hospital. I guess I'll have to ask mum to take me. That'll put a
damper on things if she decides to come in and see him as well! Shit!
"You're up bright and early, considering you don't have to be!" dad
comments, coming through into the breakfast area. "Did you sleep
okay?"
"Yeah, sort of."
"Did you hear the storm?"
"Yeah, did a bit, then I dropped off to sleep again."
"Hmmm! I guess it was to be expected after all the hot weather we've
had."
"Yeah, I guess. I was going to cycle to the hospital this morning to
see Billy."
"Well, it might brighten up in a bit. You can't go now in any case;
we've got work to do first."
"Oh! What's that then?"
"We've got to sort the spare room out. That's going to be Billy's.
The people from social services are coming to check it out about
twelve."
My face falls about a mile; that wasn't the idea at all!
"Oh, I thought he was going to share mine!" I say, the disappointment
in my voice very obvious.
"The regulations say that he has to have his own room," dad says
evenly. Then he gives me a sly grin and puts his arm round my
shoulder. "That doesn't mean he has to use it!" he whispers in my
ear, like we're involved in a little plot together. He looks me right
in the eye. "But it's his choice, okay? I don't want you twisting his
arm to share with you if he doesn't want to, okay?"
"Yeah, no problem."
"And one time you can't share is when you've got homework to do,
understand? Billy will be in his room and you'll be in yours."
"Yes dad, thanks!"
He amazes me sometimes, my dad. He's so easy going with me most of
the time, but really strict about stuff that matters. If Billy and I
were in the same room when we were supposed to be doing homework, I'd
never get anything done. An hour later the room's all sorted, the
rain's stopped and the sun's coming out. It might not be such a bad
day after all!
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
RICO
I finish having a piss and wander back into the bedroom. John's woken
up and is lying on his back smiling at me.
"You're up and about nice and early. How did you sleep?"
"Great! I must have gone to sleep the moment my head hit the pillow.
The next thing I knew, it was quarter past eight."
"You didn't hear the storm, then?"
"Never heard anything!"
"You must have been tired!" he comments, giving me a big smile. "I
must say, you really seemed to be enjoying yourself last night.
Usually you just lie there and let me get on with it, but last night,
I could tell from the little sounds you were making and the way you
were pushing back on my cock that you were really into it. That was
wonderful! It's the first time you've cum when I've fucked you, too.
Most impressive! I hope we can do that again some time!"
"Yeah, no problem!" I tell him.
"And what would your new sugar daddy think?"
I shrug. "Dunno; he's not going to find out, is he?"
"So where is he this weekend?"
"Some conference and trade exhibition, not sure really. He's doing my
head in a bit. Every time he sees me he tells me how crazy he is
about me, but he's hardly ever here."
"Yeah, well I hope he doesn't let you down; just don't build your
hopes up too much."
"Yeah, right." I pause for a moment. "After breakfast, can you drop
me off at The Royal, I want to try to see Billy."
"Yeah, no problem. I'd love to see him myself, but that could lead to
a few awkward questions; it just wouldn't be worth it. Give him my
love, won't you? Find out if there's anything he needs and I'll get
it for him, okay?"
"Yeah, sure."
I pull on a few clothes and head to the kitchen to put the kettle on.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
RICO
It's twenty past ten when the car stops outside The Royal.
"Be outside Blockbusters at half past seven," John tells me. "I'll
take you for a meal and you can tell me all about what happened. Wear
some decent clothes; I want to go somewhere nice."
"Yeah, no problem."
He pulls out thirty quid and passes it to me.
"I said I didn't want any money for last night," I say, feeling a bit
embarrassed.
"You've still got to live," he says, pressing it into my hand.
Well I can hardly say no, can I? I get out of the car and make my way
inside. I have to wait about five minutes at the reception desk, but
once I'm there they tell me where Billy is and say I can go to see
him straight away. I was thinking I might have to come back. I head
off along the corridor. I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to this.
Billy might be torn up really bad; I'm betting he's feeling pretty
low too, probably blaming himself for what happened. I walk into the
ward. Billy's in the bed nearest the door; he's playing on a Gameboy.
Strange; I didn't even know he'd got one.
"Hi Billy! I say brightly as I walk over to him.
"Rico! How did you get here?" he asks, giving me a big smile, his
eyes sparkling. We touch fists. Whatever I'd expected to find, it
certainly wasn't this.
"Coppers were round last night, asking questions and shit." I tell
him. "They told me you were in here. Hey, man! You don't look too
bad! I was thinking I was going to find you all torn up and really
depressed and stuff. So how are you?"
"Not too bad; still a bit sore, you know, but it's getting better.
But you won't believe what's happened."
"Why? What's been going on?"
He lowers his voice and tells me the whole story. I sit there with my
mouth open, hardly able to believe what I'm hearing.
"I can hardly believe it," he concludes. "Nothing like this has ever
happened to me."
"Wow! Sounds like you've really landed on your feet! What about your
mum?"
He shrugs. "She won't go to jail or nothin'. They said they're going
to try to help her get her life sorted out. I'll still be able to
visit her and that. But I don't want to go back; I used to hate
having to live in that dump."
"Yeah, cool! Well, let's hope it all works out for you. I guess we
won't be seeing you around Mansfield Street again."
"No, I guess not. That's one of the reasons they won't let me go back
home. They know if I'm living there I'll be straight back on it."
"Yeah, right." I write down the number of my cell phone. "Keep this
somewhere safe so you know where you can get hold of me."
"Cool!" he grins and stows the piece of paper in a small wallet and
puts it in his locker.
"Ian's coming again this morning," he whispers, grinning at me.
"We're going to, you know, do it again if there aren't too many
people about."
"Cool!" I whisper back, the pair of us giggling like a couple of
schoolgirls.
"Here he is!" he says excitedly.
I turn round, expecting to see a reasonably nice looking kid but
nothing out of the ordinary. He's not; he isn't just fit, he is
stunning! Slim but not skinny, shortish blond hair with just the
right amount of gel in it, sparkling blue eyes; he is perfection! Any
of the punters like John or George would be creaming themselves if
they were sitting where I'm sitting. I put my eyeballs back in their
sockets and we all touch fists.
"Ian, this is Rico; he's a friend." Billy announces.
We all start chatting about this and that. It's obvious that Ian
isn't just stunning looking, he's a real good kid too, one of those
people it's fun to be with. The way he and Billy connect is just
amazing. They've only just met, but you'd think they'd known each
other all their lives, and with all the little smiles and sly little
glances it's obvious they fancy each other something rotten. This is
so wild; I can't take my eyes off them! I can see Ian's got a hard-
on. I can't see under the bedclothes, but I'm guessing Billy has too.
I'm hard like you wouldn't believe. I'm going to have to go. If I
stay here much longer I'll cum in my shorts.
"Sorry guys!" I say, dragging myself out of my chair, my hard-on
tenting the cargo pants I'm wearing. "I've got to go; things to do
and all that. See you tomorrow, Billy."
I leave the ward with my feet barely touching the floor. I don't
remember ever feeling as high as this. I can't wait to tell John
about it.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
IAN
"Rico seems nice! How d'you know him?"
Billy frowns slightly. "I met him when I was, you know ."
"Oh, he doesn't look ."
I stop. "I shouldn't have said that," I say, cursing myself for
opening my mouth and putting my foot in it. "He's all right; just
like you."
Billy grins. "You're okay!"
He gestures for me to move closer. I put my ear close to his mouth.
"Did you see the stiffy he had in his pants?!" he whispers.
I nod.
"Horny bastard was getting well off on it!" he tells me.
"On what?"
"Us!"
We both descend into a fit of the giggles.
Billy gestures to me again.
"You're hard too! D'you want to, you know . There's not too many
people around."
"Okay." I whisper, my heart thumping like it's about to burst out of
my chest.
"Come on then!"
We make our way to the men's room; nobody gives us a second look. A
man comes out just as we reach the door. We open it and go inside.
We've hit the jackpot again; there's nobody there. We dive into the
furthest stall and bolt the door. In less than five seconds our kit
is down round our ankles. We kiss, mouths locked together, tongues
wrestling. Oh, fuck! I can't believe how much I want to do this! We
stroke and fondle each other, the touch of Billy's fingers on my cock
driving me totally insane. But I want more. Yesterday Billy sucked
me; now it's my turn. I sit on the toilet and take him into my mouth.
It feels wonderful, hard and throbbing. Billy gently holds my head,
helping me to get the rhythm just right. I reach forward, stroking
his legs and fondling his balls. I sense his body suddenly stiffen,
his tummy pulled right in. His cock jerks violently, several jets of
his boy-cum spurting into my mouth. I savour the taste for a moment
then swallow it and let him go.
In a matter of seconds we've swapped places. Billy's sucking me like
his life depended on it. The sensations are fantastic; I hardly know
where I am. In less than half a minute I'm spurting too. Billy
swallows it and licks his lips, just like he did yesterday. Oh wow!!
We quickly dress ourselves and make our way back to the safety of the
ward before anybody finds us. I feel deliriously happy; I've just
done the most wonderful things with the boy I love more than anybody
in the world.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
RICO
I'm outside Blockbusters dressed in all my best kit. Cream tailored
jeans, antique brown leather shoes, nice, burgundy coloured shirt.
Not quite suited and booted, but I look pretty good. John's car rolls
up and stops right in front of the store. I stroll across and get in.
He glances across admiringly.
"You have made an effort! Thanks for that; you look really good."
The car glides down the road.
"Well, you'd better tell me the news," he says.
"You needn't worry too much about Billy," I say, "Seems like he's
landed right on his feet"
I tell him the whole story, John prompting me with a word here and a
question there.
"I guess you're going to be pissed off that you won't be seeing him
again." I say finally.
"No," he replies. "I'm really happy for him. He's a lovely kid and
I'm pleased he's found someone who's really going to take care of
him. He deserves that after what he's been through. I'll miss him, of
course, but I'll console myself with the thought that his life will
be better now."
I'm really pleased to have heard him say that; that's pretty much how
I feel.
"Sounds like this Ian's a real little cutie too," John remarks.
"Oh man! If you saw him you'd be creaming yourself! And seeing him
and Billy together, you know, just the way they were glancing at one
another and that. Fuck, man! I had to get out of there; I'd have cum
in my shorts if I'd stayed any longer!"
"Sounds wonderful!" John says, smiling. "So how old is Ian?"
"Nearly thirteen, from what they were saying. From what Billy had
said I thought he might be a bit girly or something, but he wasn't at
all; he was a right laugh."
"Gorgeous. Did he have a hard-on?"
"Did he ever! It was sticking right out! Nice little dick judging by
the bulge in his shorts. Right up your street, that's for certain!"
"Oh wow! You're getting me quite turned on listening to all this!"
"You should have been there!" I tell him. "I couldn't take my eyes
off them!"
"Hmmm! I wonder if Ian's parents have any idea what's going on?" he
asks.
"Dunno."
"I hope they don't suddenly find out and tell social services that
Billy can't stay there any more. That would be terrible."
I think for a moment. "Dunno, but I just got the feeling they
wouldn't do that."
"I hope you're right," John says, patting my thigh. "I'd hate to see
Billy getting hurt again."
Well, I can go along with that. I'm not worried though. I haven't met
Ian's mum and dad, but something tells me that it's not going to
happen. I settle back into my seat as the car heads out into the
country.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
RICO
It's nearly eleven o'clock when we get back to John's place. We've
been to this really beautiful restaurant that John knows. He took me
there for my birthday a few months back. The food was superb. John
bought some wine and we drank a toast to Billy; I thought that was a
really nice touch. Most people would think John was just the same as
the guy that did the rape. They haven't got a fucking clue.
We sit in the lounge, drinking mugs of hot, sweet tea. The last day
and a bit has been well out the ordinary: getting pulled up by the
coppers, seeing Billy in hospital, going for the meal tonight, but
most of all, what happened last night with me and John. For the first
time ever I couldn't tell myself that I was only doing it for the
money, `cause I wasn't getting any, so I just relaxed and let myself
enjoy it. I don't even understand why it happened. Realising how much
John cares about Billy, and that if I was in trouble he'd care about
me too; that was certainly part of it, but I'm sure it's not the
whole story.
John finishes his tea.
"Right," I say, grinning at him, "I want you in the bedroom right
now!"
"Now?" John asks, rolling his eyes.
"Now." I repeat.
"Yes sir!" John says, his eyes twinkling.
I lead the way. Once we're there, I start to undress him. From what
he says he doesn't exercise all that much, but he keeps himself in
great shape. I pull down his boxers, kneeling down in front of him to
suck his cock. We get onto the bed, wrapping our arms around each
other. We move into a kiss. It's not one of those writhing-around-on-
the-bed passionate kisses; it's more sort of delicate, relaxed. I
move down to suck him again. I keep it very low-key. We've got all
night if we want it; there's no need to rush things. John uses his
thumbs to massage the back of my neck. Oh yeah! That is good! His
breathing starts to shorten. It's time to stop; I don't want him
cumming yet. I pass him the lube. We swap over. Moments later he's
sucking me and finger-fucking me. He's a total expert at this,
certainly the best I've been with; the sensations are awesome. I
start to get close.
"Oooh! Stop now please," I whisper. "Ooh, that was good!"
I grab the old towel I left on the night stand, unfold it and spread
it out on the bed. I lie down on top of it, legs spread wide apart.
John knows what I want. He kneels between my legs, lubing up his
cock. I lie there waiting, totally relaxed. I'm going to enjoy this!
John lowers himself onto me, guiding his cock onto my hole. I relax
my muscles, allowing him to slip inside. Slowly and carefully he
pushes into me. He hits my love-button, my cock twitching against the
towel. He continues to push down until his pubic hair is squished up
tight against my bum. He pauses to settle himself then begins, quite
slowly at first, gradually building it up, fucking me deeper and
faster. He hits full power, giving me everything he has, his cock
hitting my love-button over and over. Instinctively I join I the
action, bucking my hips to meet each downward thrust. Suddenly, my
body is seized by the wildest muscle spasms ever, my legs flailing,
my bum flaring and tightening around John's rampant cock. Spunk
powers through my cock, spurting onto the towel in several big wads.
I lie there totally spent as John continues to pound into me. Moments
later he's cumming too, jet after jet of his thick, creamy spunk
flooding into my bum.
Suddenly everything's quiet. I lie there listening to us breathing.
Very slowly, John eases his way out of me.
"Oh. Man!" I whisper. "That was the best, even better than last
night!"
John pats my bum. "Glad you enjoyed it; it was the best for me too.
That's the best fuck I've had in a long time!"
Somehow everything's changed. I want to be with John; I think he
wants to be with me too. I've just never felt like this before; I'll
even come and live here if he wants me to. Pete the Prof can go and
fuck himself.