Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2003 23:36:08 +0100 From: Pok Bepxtep <pok.bepxtep@lycos.nl> Subject: Taken for Granted 1 TAKEN FOR GRANTED written by Pok Bepxtep E-mail me if you liked the story. I can be found at pok.bepxtep@lycos.nl This story will most likely contain some provocative contents about a loving and later on sexual relationship between a young boy and a man. If you find those things offensive, then don't read them... But I don't think you do, cause you wouldn't have bothered checking out nifty's adult-youth section. Greetings Pok Bepxtep ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter One: Advertising In general, children don't need much to lead a happy life. Most children also have what it takes to be happy. But there's a lot of parents out there who forget that there's more in life than Gameboy Advance, microwave meals and dayly fresh underwear. In their attempt to provide all material things to their children, moms and dads often fail to give them the love and affection they need just as much. But it's exactly that love and affection, or the lack of it, that will influence their lives. Nine-year-old Liam Parker is one of those children of whom only the material needs are satisfied. Working two shifts and weekends, his mom's practically never there to show him her love. But the boy knows she loves him, cause she wouldn't be working so hard to make the ends meet, if otherwise. Liam just missed talking to her or just being together with her. His dad, you ask? Nope, he's been out of the picture ever since he left with that younger women when Liam was only 2 years old. And as far as Liam is concerned, he doesn't have to come back! Friends? Yes, the boy had a few buddies to hang out with. There was not really someone there he was close with, though. No one to call best friend. No one who qualified for the job, either. There was something he simply didn't find with the other kids that he sought after. But he knew he'd one day find someone out there who had that special... quality he'd been looking for for a long time. On a cloudy autumn morning, some teenagers were handing out flyers at the school gate. They did pretty well, too, cause there were only few kids who were able to dodge them while entering. Liam wasn't swift enough to avoid the leaflets. While walking up the stairs and into the building, he glanced at the paper. The add was an invitation for all the kids and their parents to come to the opening of a new bowling alley. 'With parents is probably what they want, they're the ones with the money,' Liam guessed. When Liam got to his locker, he put the leaflet in his pocket. He almost got a heart attack, when his buddy Mark shouted: "Hiding your love letters, Liam?" Liam swiftly turned around to see Mark standing behind him with a mock smile on his face. Liam laughed a bit sheepishly and said: "I wish. Nah, just this flyer we got this morning." "You kept that? Is it that interesting?" "Dunno. There's a new bowling opening this weekend. It's close to where I live, so I thought I'd check it out." "Bowling? You gotta be kiddin'!" Mark exclaimed. "You like that?" "Never done it... But I'd like to give it a go. Wanna come?" "Uh uh, no way. My dad always takes me to the racing tracks. Now, that's fun. Bowling? Not enough speed and action for me." "Okay, then. Can't blame me for trying, ey." "No, it's cool, but you're gonna have to find someone else to bowl with." Liam just nodded. He knew that Mark was about the only kid in school he'd consider to ask. That meant he'd have to go alone. 'Some things never change,' Liam thought to himself. 'But at least I'll win my games, there.' Later that day, the flyer was hanging on Liam's bedroom wall, above his desk. Something about the add appealed him to go to the opening day, so hanging it there would remind him to go. After hanging up the leaflet, Liam went to the bathroom to take his dayly 10-minute-shower. The flow of warm water over his body was always very stimulating. He simply enjoyed the feeling, and very often, it would show. Quite a lot of times, Liam'd be sporting an erection when stepping out of the cubicle. Today, he decided to skip getting dressed after refreshing, something he sometimes did. Then, he'd do his homework, have dinner and watch tv while being completely naked. Liam'd always liked the feel of the cloth on his desk chair or couch against his skin. There was no one there to tell him not to. His mom only got back from work when the boy was already sound asleep in bed. He sat down at his desk and started doing his homework. It wasn't that much, but it lasted a bit longer than expected. The leaflet on the wall would often distract his mind. The boy didn't really understand why he made such a big deal of it. He thought about it for a while and finally concluded that the fact that he'd be actually going was the real reason. His mom always left him some money to spend on whatever he liked. Liam'd never used the money except for savings. As result, his Winnie The Pooh-piggy bank carried quite a lot of money for a 9-year-old boy. Half an hour later, Liam finished his homework. It was already close to dinner time, so he put the leftovers from his mom's lunch into the microwave to heat. While the spaghetti was turning circles in the oven, Liam turned on the tv and looked for something good to watch. Just when the food had done turning, he found an old episode of The Simpsons. He settled down in the couch and started his dinner... God, how the boy hated this time of day... After doing the dishes and watching tv for another hour, he got bored and decided to go to sleep. He packed his schoolbag for the next day, went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and crawled into his bed. He fantasised a bit about what the bowling alley would have in store from him. Slowly, the boy dozed off and fell soundly asleep. The next day went by rather quickly. Nothing special happened, except for an unexpected maths test. Liam always did pretty well in those. He wasn't an A-grade student, but he had only few problems with his studies. As long as his grades were okay, it was alright. His mom didn't care much about it, anyway. The evening was a repetition of the one before. So was every evening, actually, except for being naked once in a while. But that was about the only variation he had. Liam just longed for someone to simply spend some time with. It didn't matter what he'd be doing, as long as there was someone to do it with. He just wanted a person to make him feel wanted... Needed, even. Who would have told that a single ad would finally fulfill Liam's wish? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- pok.bepxtep@lycos.nl P.S.: This chapter has been rewritten. This after people told me my writing wasn't very easy or appealing to read. I hope this version is better than the previous.