Date: Mon, 21 May 2007 07:19:27 +0000
From: Andy Mitchell <andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: life just isn't fair chapter 14

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Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair
"Um, if you are going to stay you may as well know.  Daniel has a condition
which makes him incontinent.  It's not his fault.  We've tried everything,
but the doctors say it's psychological, not medical."
"Yeah, he even pees himself sometimes when we're out shopping or at the
park!" Oli said, turning his nose up slightly.
"Go to your room now Oliver and I'll come in and tuck you in." Janice said,
pulling him into a hug and giving him a sloppy wet kiss.
"Mom!!!! Not in front of them!" he whinged.
We both giggled as Oliver stormed out of the room and back to his.
Janice looked at us.
"Please don't make any issue of Daniel's problem.  He gets quite upset when
it happens."
"We won't!"
"Well, good night guys, we'll talk some more tomorrow."
Janice left the room and we were left alone, on a double bed.  I looked at
Bobby, who returned my look.  We both undressed, taking our time, watching
each other as we stripped.  Finally I got to see Bobby naked, fully naked,
and I saw the marks of the abuse on his body.  I traced my hands over his
marks, pausing to kiss some of them.  He pulled off my top, and saw the
faded bruises of my past.  Most were gone, but I did still have a scar
running along my back where I had been cut after my former step-dad had
shoved me against an iron fence.
We slipped under the covers of the bed, and all that flashed through my mind
was how I wanted to be taken there and then by Bobby.
However, Bobby just pulled me into him and placed him arms around me.  He
drew me into a long kiss and let his hands roam over my body.  I did the
same, before I felt a yawn escape.
Bobby released the kiss and turned onto his back, pulling me slightly across
him, still in his hold.
I felt myself slipping away again into sleep, when I heard bobby whisper, "I
love you Andy."
"I love you too Bobby, always have and always will."

Chapter 14
It's All Good with the Gilman's.

I awoke for the second time in two days in bed with my dream boy.  This
morning though was a hell of a lot different to the previous morning. I
opened my eyes to see Bobby awake, staring into my eyes, smiling at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Do you know that you snore when you sleep?" he said, smiling softly.
"I do not!"
He pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me, and I followed his
example and hugged him back.
"You do too, and it's so sweet, it's not loud, just a little snore."  He
nibbled on my lobe as he whispered into my ear.  I felt his hands travel
over my back and down towards my butt, which he cupped and kneaded gently.
I moaned as I felt myself rise under his attention.  I pulled my head back,
moving my ears out of his reach so I could lock my lips onto his.  My hands
took their turn to caress Bobby's body and we exchanged tongues for what
seemed an eternity.
Finally Bobby pushed off my mouth and kissed my neck before moving to my
chest.  He sucked on my left nipple, using his tongue and teeth to tease it
to a state of hardness, before moving to my right one, where he repeated his
treatment.  I groaned under his attention and was disappointed when I felt
him move off my pert nipples and onto my stomach.  My disappointment turned
quickly to excitement when I felt his tongue bath my pubic area, just above
my cock.  He tongued around my hardness and down the insides of each thigh,
around my ballsack.  He was starting to drive me mad, when he popped one of
my balls into his mouth and sucked.  Again he used his teeth to slightly nip
me, causing me to give a slight yelp, but the small sensation of pain only
added to my overall feeling of horniness.  He moved onto my other testicle,
giving it the same treatment for a few moments before running his tongue up
my sack and onto the base of my now painfully stiff erection.
"Please take me in Bobby," I begged him.
He looked up and grinned at me, red-faced, flushed with excitement and
wanting him to take me to orgasm.  He licked the length of my cock before
sealing his lips over my stretched foreskin.  He used a gentle hand to roll
my skin back and followed it with his lips and began licking my exposed
head.  I jerked underneath him and gave a startled gasp, as I felt for the
first time what a true blow job felt like.  I gripped the sheets and gritted
my teeth, wanting to hold off my impending orgasm for as long as possible.
Bobby was now getting into a rhythm on my cock, while massaging my balls
with his hand.  I felt him move off my balls and trace around underneath me
and find my hole.
Involuntarily I tried to back off, which he felt, and with his free hand he
gently stroked my stomach, calming me down.  This was my Bobby wanting to
give me pleasure, crashed through my mind, and I relaxed and allowed his
finger to find my pucker.  He probed gently against it before pushing it in.
  It slipped in easily and he took no time at all in finding my prostate and
attacked it, whilst keeping his motion going on my cock.
"Uuuhhhh Cumming!!!!" I gasped out as it all got too much and I spurted my
juice into his mouth.  Bobby pulled back slightly to gather my cum into his
mouth to savour the taste, before swallowing it all.
I collapsed back onto the bed, content, exhausted, happy.  Bobby snuggled
back up to me and rested his head on my chest.
"Bobby, that was fantastic," I gushed at him.  "I thought though that I'd be
doing that for you all the while, and letting you, um, you know, fuck me."
Bobby pulled his head off my chest and sat up, looking at me sadly.
"I know I hurt you Andy and that I forced you to suck me off and then raped
you," tears started to roll from his eyes, "but I wanted to keep you away
from me and that was the best way I could think of!"  The waterworks really
opened up as I grabbed him into a tight embrace.
"I only want to make you happy now Andy," he stuttered out between sobs.  "I
love you!"
Tears leaked from my eyes as well as e made his admission.
"I love you too Bobby, and you can do anything with me now, and I'll be
happy!"
A knock at the door startled us, and we parted to see young Daniel staring
at us, with an incredulous look on his face.
"Ah man, do you guys like..., have you guys..., have you ever..., you really
like doing..." he stammered out.
I looked at him and noticed he was tented in his pj bottoms.  He seemed to
notice where my concentration was and covered himself up and backed away,
"Mom says breakfast is in five minutes."  He scrunched his face up and stood
still for a few moments, and I saw a small wet patch begin in his bottoms
before he turned and fled, slamming the door behind him.
Bobby and I looked at each other.
"You think he knows what we did?" Bobby asked.
"By the state of his dick he did!" I giggled out.  "Didn't you see it, it
looks like little Danny may not be so little!"
"Did you see that he started to wet himself though," Bobby said.
"Um, yeah, but that's what Janice talked about last night remember.  Anyway,
last one up is a loser!"
I attacked Bobby's ribs, tickling him into submission, before jumping out of
bed and grabbing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and headed off to the
kitchen.
I wandered in to a wonderful smell of a fry up, making me think about Kev
and Chris.  A wave of guilt passed through me, making me think about ringing
them, but then Mr H's curse flashed back into my memory.  Fuck him, if he
doesn't want me around, I don't need to ring him!
"Morning Andy, sleep well?" Janice asked without turning.
"Yes thanks Janice," I replied grabbing a glass and filling it with milk.
Oliver was already sat at the table munching away on cereals.  I pulled up a
chair next to him and started gently probing him for information on what he
likes and doesn't like at school, football, tv and the like.
In a short few moments, I discovered he loved math???? And reading, but
hated foreign languages and history, was a mad Chelsea fan, mainly due to
the fact that they won the title two years running, and loved wrestling.
This immediately brought Johnny Giles to mind, and I made a mental promise
to ring him to let him know I was okay.  I was soon lost in Oli's rambling
about wrestling and I suddenly felt so at home.
Bobby walked in and immediately went to help Janice, before being ushered to
the table with a plate full of food for both himself and me.  Daniel finally
arrived and hesitantly took a seat between Bobby and his Mum.
Small talk followed about what was going on that day, being a Sunday it was
next to nothing.  Between mouthfuls and trying to keep a conversation going
with Oli, I noticed that Danny hardly looked at Bobby, and seemed to cringe
whenever Bobby spoke to him.  Janice must have been pre-occupied with
something else because she didn't notice her son's strange behaviour.
We finished up and Bobby and I grabbed the plates and headed for the sink,
battering off Janice's complaints, and did the washing up.  The kitchen
emptied leaving just us two.
"Did you notice Dan?" I asked Bobby.
"Huh? He was like sat right next to me doofus!" he giggled, jabbing me in
the ribs with his elbow, causing me to nearly drop the plate I was drying.
"No, it was like he didn't want to be anywhere near you."  I told him.
"Last night he was all over us, but today, he seemed like he could quite
happily of eaten in the other room rather than sit near you."
"No I didn't," Bobby shrugged.  "Maybe you misread him or something."
I just shrugged and we finished the dishes.
We wondered into the lounge to see the two boys playing a football game on
their ps2, and Janice looking like she was getting ready to go out.
"I need to go shopping to pick up some extra essentials now that you two are
here."  She said.
Bobby immediately offered to help her, leaving me looking at the pair of
them, and then the lads.  I was about to speak when there was a rap at the
door.  Janice opened it, and hugged the man at the door, before allowing him
to pass and enter the lounge.
"Uncle Sam," Oli shouted and jumped into the man.
I gave him the once over.  He seemed to be about thirty-ish, fairly well
built and quite tall.  Again, please remember I'm a short-arsed thirteen
year old!  He did seem to stare at Bobby and me, before looking at Janice.
"Oh I'm sorry," she said.  "Guys, this is Sam, my partner's brother.  Sam,
these two young rascals are Bobby and Andy.  They're going to be staying for
a while."
"Is that wise?" He snapped at her.  "They can't be over fourteen if that!"
"Hey I'm fifteen," Bobby argued.
Janice pulled Sam into the kitchen and shut the door.  We could hear muffled
voices as they seemed to be arguing over Janice's decision to take us in.
During all of this, Dan had been very quiet.  I just happened to look over
at the two boys and saw that he was no longer really interested in the game,
and seemed to be trying to melt into the sofa.
Janice and Sam came back out of the kitchen, and she motioned to Bobby that
she was leaving to go shopping and, so, they both left, leaving Sam, the
boys and me in the lounge.  Dan was doing his best to be invisible, after
saying hi to Sam, I had run out of things to say to him, but Oli was doing
enough chattering to make up for the three of us.
Suddenly Sam got up and headed over to Daniel.
"Looks like you've had another accident kiddo," Sam said.
Oliver tried his best to hide his giggle and I looked over to see a large
wet patch spreading on the front of Daniel's shorts.  Sam pulled him up off
the sofa and led him upstairs.
"He always pisses himself when Uncle Sam comes over!" Oliver said.  He
thrust the spare game controller at me.  "Come on, let's see if you are any
better than squirt head!"
I started to think about telling him off for calling his brother that, but
was suddenly faced with his attackers bearing down on my goal, so all my
concentration went on defending.
Four games later, Sam came back downstairs and sat down behind us and
ruffled Oli's hair, causing him to jump.  This allowed my forward to break
clear and score.
"YES!" I shouted, punching the air.
"So Andy, how many times has the monster beat you?" Sam said, grabbing Oli
and tickling him, causing him to collapse into a fit of giggles.
"Every time," I admitted.  "This is the first time I've won thanks to you!"
I grinned at Sam, and he grinned back, whilst still torturing Oli.
"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it Unca Sam or I'll piss myself like Danny does!"
Sam stopped immediately and flipped Oli over on his lap and gave him a
couple of hard smacks on his butt.
"Don't make fun of your brother!"
"OOUUWWW!  I'm sorry," Oli said, getting up and rubbing his sore behind.
I noticed that Dan hadn't come back down, and asked Sam where he was.
"He gets embarrassed when he has his accidents," Sam replied.  "I tend to
help him clean up as he doesn't like it when his Mom does it.  He is
upstairs reading."
That didn't really seem right to me, because Oli had told me that it was he,
and not Dan, that liked reading.  Dan was more of a tv slob.  I shrugged it
off though, knowing that I didn't KNOW know these people yet.
We switched the playstation off and surfed the channels, laughing at stupid
programmes and eventually the front door opened and we all jumped up to help
Janice and Bobby with the shopping bags.
We said our goodbyes to Sam, who told Janice that he'd see her on Tuesday
about some sort of job.
I needed the loo so I went upstairs to the bathroom and did my business.
You don't really want me to describe THAT do you??  Oh well, okay, I fished
my cock out and held it, pointed at the bowl, whilst a stream came out.  I
sighed in relief as I emptied my bladder before shaking and putting it away
again.  I washed my hands and dried them on the towel, before leaving the
bathroom.  There you go, I'm not describing it every time I have to go!
I started towards the stairs to go back down, but instead I turned and
knocked on Daniel's bedroom door.  I didn't hear a response, so started to
think he may have gone downstairs, when I heard a muffled sob.
I knocked again and opened the door and poked my head around.
Dan's room was a tip, to put it politely.  Books and clothes were scattered
on the floor, and I saw Dan's soiled shorts near his bed.  I was shocked to
see Dan lying face down and quite clearly naked on his bed.
"Um, sorry Daniel," I apologised, "I didn't realise you weren't dressed."
I started to back out of the room but was stopped by Dan's voice.
"No, don't go.  Please." He sobbed out, looking up at me from his bed.
I re-entered his room, trying not to take in his cute body, his pert butt,
his smooth skin, STOP IT!!!
"Has HE gone yet?" Daniel got out.
"Who? Sam?" I asked.
Dan nodded.
"He's cool, your uncle isn't he?" I admitted.
Daniel looked at me, wiping his runny nose, and gave a slow nod.
"Yeeeaahhhh, I guess so, if you like him," he muttered out.
He sat up and crossed his legs on his bed and motioned for me to sit next to
him.
"Can I ask you something Andy?"
I giggled as I said, "You just did!"
He looked at me blankly, before getting my little joke.  He just shook his
head.
I nudged him, "hey it weren't that bad a joke!" and lauched a tickle assault
on him.
Hey, I just wanted to get my hands on his body, and a tickle was a fine,
non-sexual method.  I soon had him squirming, and I couldn't help but notice
that he seemed to enjoy it far too much, if you get my drift.
"Um, Dan, do you wanna put some clothes on?" I asked, not wanting him to but
feeling like I had to remind him he was naked in front of me.
"Yea'okay, pass me some pants please, there in the top drawer."
I got up and opened his dresser and rifled through his underwear.  Man, some
of them were cute, he must get caned at school for wearing some of these.  I
held up a pair of spiderman y-fronts and he nodded at me.
I went to pass them to him, but he stopped me and asked me to hold them for
him while he got in them.  I got a close inspection of his jewels as he
stepped one leg and then the other and I pulled them up for him.  I couldn't
resist and I patted him front and back when I pulled them up.
Dan looked at me and gave me a hug.
"I like you Andy, you seem really nice."
Uh-oh, what am I getting into here, I thought.
I sat back down on his bed, and he crawled onto my lap, facing me with his
legs around me.  If this was Bobby, I could easily pull him in for a snog,
but this was Daniel.
He looked deeply into my eyes.
"I heard you and Bobby talking earlier. He said he had raped you, is that
true?"
I was shocked, not just that he had heard, but with the frankness of his
question.
"Um, it's not quite that simple," I stuttered out.
"Did he fuck you though?" Dan asked, not letting me off the hook.
"Yeah he did." I admitted to him, sensing there was something behind his
questioning.
"Did you like it, or did it hurt?"
"It hurt like hell at first, but then it felt good.  Look I shouldn't be
talking with you about stuff like this, your mum would flip!" I countered,
trying to end the conversation.
"So it hurt the first few times, then got better?"
"I've only done it with Bobby twice," I told him, "but I have done it with
other men and it can really hurt, but if they do it right, it feels like
heaven!"
The ten year old looked at me, and I suddenly felt ashamed that I'd just
admitted to this young boy that I enjoyed getting fucked up the ass.
"Look Dan, please don't repeat this to anyone," I begged him.
"I won't," he said hugging me.  "Thanks for telling me the truth."
He got up off me and I headed back downstairs.
The rest of the day was largely uneventful, spent in front of the tv, or at
the table eating, before Bobby and I bade the others goodnight and made our
way to our bedroom.
Once inside, we again tripped each other.  This time though, we weren't so
tired and we looked over each others body.
"God you are so beautiful Bobby," I said, pulling him into a hug and falling
onto the bed.  We kissed each other deeply, hands roaming again over our
bodies.
"I need to feel you in me Bobby," I gasped out, thinking back to my
conversation with Daniel.
"You sure?" Bobby asked.  "I'm happy to stick with oral."
"Uh-uh," I shook my head.  "I'm taking you all into me as my lover Bobby.
Please make love to me this time."
Bobby pulled open his bag and fetch out a tube of lube.  I looked at him
with raised eyebrows.
"A kid has to be ready for anything!" he grinned back at me.  "How do you
want to do this?"
I thought for a second.  I so wanted for us to do it on my back, legs lifted
up so we could kiss, but the memory of a couple of nights ago still haunted
me.  I turned over onto my front and put a pillow underneath my crotch,
raising my ass of the bed.
"Nuzzle me while you make love to me," I said.
I felt coldness on my hole as Bobby started to lube my pucker and I gasped
slightly as his finger slipped past my muscle.  After a few moments, he
withdrew it and suddenly I felt two fingers pushing into me.  I started to
ride with the feeling I was already experiencing.  Unknown to me, Bobby had
been lubing himself up with his left hand while getting me ready with his
right.  As he pulled his two fingers out of me, he placed his cock head
against my hole.
"Are you ready lover?" he asked.
"As I'll ever be for you."
I felt him push against my hole and it resisted against the intended
intruder.  I relaxed myself and suddenly felt him pop through.  I jerked
underneath him as a stab of pain hit me.  He shushed me, stroking my hair
and the side of my face.  When I relaxed, I felt him begin to push into me,
slowly and surely, until all of his hardness was buried into me.
"Oh god Bobby that feels so full inside me," I squeaked out.
Bobby lowered himself onto my back, slipping one arm around my stomach and
the other around my upper chest.  He nibbled and nuzzled my neck as he
slowly started to withdraw from me, to the point where I could feel his cock
head trying to escape my insides.  I clamped myself to keep him in me and he
let out a soft moan.
"Oh Andy, keep doing that and I won't last long!"
He eased himself back into me, before withdrawing again.  He slowly started
his rhythm back and forth, stretching my anal muscle on the way out, and
scraping my prostate both ways.  I felt myself build to a climax far too
quickly and grabbed the sheets.  My toes curled and I couldn't hold back and
I spewed forth my life juice onto the pillow. My muscles clamping with
orgasm tightened around Bobby's prick and he speeded up his thrusts nearing
his climax.  He grabbed hold of a nipple and started to caress, pull and
tweak it, all the while pumping back and forth into me.  His moans started
up as my rebuilt.  He other hand snuck downwards, and slip between the
pillow and my body, sliding through my slime and took hold my re-rising
cock.  He formed a tunnel with his hand around my dick which I started to
thrust into, against his thrusts.  His tempo increased again, and he pumped
harder and harder into me.  His nuzzling turned into a bit on my shoulder,
which I yelped at, but couldn't do anything about, as he suddenly stiffened
and shot forth spurt after spurt of his creamy cum into me.  This sent me
over the edge for the second time and I emptied another load, this time into
his hand.
He twisted my nipple hard as I came and he bit my shoulder and neck again,
causing me to cry out in pain.
Suddenly, I felt something in him sag, and felt wetness on my back.

Coming Soon
Chapter 15
Good Bob or Bad?

So yet another chapter draws to a close, and lots to think about.  Has Bobby
turned bad again, or was he bad all along?  Poor Andy seems to have nothing
but pain in his sex life.  Also, what was with Daniel asking Andy about his
sex life?  And why did he mess himself when he saw Andy and Bobby getting it
on?
Questions questions everywhere and no answers until next time!

***Author note***
Thanks to everyone who took time to respond to my request at the end of
chapter 12.  As all of you want me to keep knocking out chapters on a
regular basis, I will continue in this format.  This chapter is slightly
longer, coz I had fun writing it, and I was all alone with just my palm for
company!  Don't worry though, I'm seeing Jack tomorrow;-)))
Thanks especially to Erik for his very involved emails that we've exchanged
which has given me some ideas, not just for the story, but also for my own
private life.  Jack might not forgive you, but that's his look out!