Date: Thu, 6 Feb 2014 16:25:06 -0600
From: Jace Spades <blueboykllr@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boy at the Park Chapter 11

The Boy at the Park Chapter 11

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A few months passed and I only got to see Zack a few times. He was having
problems at home and anytime I asked him about it he would completely shut
down. For the last week and a half he wouldn't even respond to my texts. I
felt so helpless, I wish I knew what was going on and I wished that Zack
would tell me. All I could think about was him, the days seemed longer and
work became a hassle.

I woke up, once again having dreamt of Zack, worried about what was going
on and why he wouldn't tell me. It was Saturday and I had to go to work
today. Lately I had been taking up more shifts at work to try and make the
days go by quicker, but all I ever seemed to do anymore at work was
paperwork and restocking. As I was sitting in the back office mindlessly
going over paperwork I heard my phone go off. There weren't too many people
who texted me so I quickly pulled my phone out, and sure enough it was
Zack. "Hey, I'm sorry I haven't been over in a while or responded to ya, I
was wondering can I come over today". I started typing right away "of
course you can, I'm at work right now though but I get off in 2 hours, that
ok?"  "Ok" Zack responded.

I couldn't tell you how happy I was, I was starting to wonder if he was
ever going to come over again. The next two hours ended up flying by which
I was thankful for. When I got home I didn't see Zack but figured he must
have either let himself in or has yet to arrive. I walked in thru my front
door and yeller out "You here Zack?". I waited, but no reply. "I'll shoot
him a text so he knows I'm home" I said out loud. "Hey Zack, I'm home, you
can come over now if you still want to". About a minute went by when I
heard my cell go off, "ok" Zack replied.

10 minutes passed and I heard my door bell. I practically ran to the door,
when I opened it there was Zack, but he didn't look happy to see me. His
head was down when he walked in. Zack must have had his cast taken off in
the time I hadn't seen him because now he was walking with a crutch, his
leg wrapped in bandages. When the door closed Zack fell into my arms
letting the crutch go and started to cry. "I missed you Ben" Zack said with
a shaky voice. "I missed you to Zack, I was worried about you" I
replied. We stood there for a good 10 minutes, Zack had his face buried in
my neck and I had my hand on the back of his head stroking his hair and
hugging him tight around his chest with my other arm. Zacks grip on me
never seemed to weaken. He was shaking, I could feel a cold wetness on the
top of my neck and shirt as his tears fell down. All I wanted to do was
hold him all night but I knew he needed to talk about whatever it was that
was upsetting him. "How about we go sit down ok" I asked in a soft tone of
voice. "Ok" Zack replied. He let go of me and looked up, I had never seen
him so sad before and my heart was actually aching seeing him like this. I
lead him over to the sofa, helping him walk since it was still a little
difficult for him. I sat him down and went to the kitchen to grab us
something to drink. I poured two classes of coke and added about a shot of
rum to his, I knew it wasn't a remedy but I knew it would help a little.

I walked back into the living room where Zack just sat there staring at the
floor silently crying. "I added some rum to this one if you want it, it
will help a little, but if you don't want it I got a regular class of coke
or I even have hot chocolate if you want that." I said. "Ya I'll take it"
Zack said softly. I handed him the drink which he proceeded to drink half
of. "Do you want to tell me what's going on Zack" I asked again using the
softest tone of voice I could. I sat down next to him on his good leg side
and put my hand around his shoulder, he instantly cuddled up as close as he
could and leaned his head on me while taking another swig of his
drink. "Well, you remember that car crash I was in" Zack asked, it seemed
like he was forcing the words out. "Of course I do, why" I
asked. "Well...my mom, she wasn't as lucky as I was, she went into a
coma..." Zack said, I could feel him tensing up, he wiped his eyes on my
sleeve. I didn't know what to say, so I just waited for him to speak
again. "Last week...*sniff*, she passed away" Zack said and started sobbing
into my arm. I was in shock, my eyes swelled up and tears started to roll
down my face. "I'm so sorry Zack, I don't know what to say" I said in a
raspy voice. Zack had put his drink down and threw his arms around my chest
and started crying more into my shirt. We were in an awkward position
sitting down like that so with my arm that wasn't around his shoulder I
scooped him up under his knees and put him sideways on my lap, his arms now
around my neck with mine around his chest and his face buried in my
shoulder as he let it all out.

I stroked his hair and back trying to comfort him as best as possible,
neither of us said anything as we sat there for 30 minutes as his crying
slowly turned into heavy breathing. "Zack?" I asked. No response. I tilted
his head slowly back and saw that he had fallen asleep. I barley had any
strength left so I couldn't carry him back to the bed, so instead I scooted
over to the far side of the couch that had the recliner built in it. It
took me a solid 5minutes to slowly inch my way over to the other side so I
wouldn't wake Zack up. Again I slowly pulled the lever back and went back
as far as I could go. Zack now was now laying on top of me, I put his arms
off to the side and wrapped my arms around him, wiped the tears from his
face as best I could and fell asleep with my arms around him.

2 hours passed and I finally awoke. Zack was no longer directly on top of
me but instead on my left side cuddled up to me his left hand slowly
rubbing my chest and his right hand propping his head up. "How ya feeling
bud" I asked. "Better, thank you" Zack replied as he gave me a hug. "Sorry
about your shirt" Zack said. I looked down and noticed it was stained from
the salty tears and a few buggers. "Hey its ok man, it's just a shirt, but
I do think I'll go change it" I said, I got up and went to the bedroom and
put on a new shirt and grabbed one of my biggest ones for Zack. "Here ya go
Zack, thought this might be more comfortable" I tossed him the
shirt. "Thank you" Zack replied and threw his shirt to the ground and took
off his pants and threw on the shirt I gave him which draped down to right
above his knees.

"Can you help me take off my bandages Ben" Zack asked. "Umm is it ok to do
that? I mean will you be able to put them back on?" I asked. "Ya its fine,
I only need to put them on when I have to walk around but when I'm laying
down or sitting I can have em of" Zack said.

I took his bandages off, rolled them up and threw them on the table. "That
feels better thank you" Zack said with a sigh of relief as he slowly bent
his leg back and forth. "I could massage it for you if ya want, it might
make it feel better" I said. "Ok" Zack replied as he laid down fully on his
back on the sofa. I sat on my knees and softly started rubbing his leg with
both my hands, from the ankles all the way to his upper thigh. Zack started
to moan, "O wow that feels really good". It didn't take long for Zack to
sport a hardon but considering everything that happened today and this week
I felt it better to not do anything more than just a massage. "Hold on I'll
be right back" I said and got up and went to the bathroom.

I came back 20 seconds later with a bottle of half empty baby oil. "I like
to use this on myself a lot, it feels really good" I said and poured a line
of oil from his thigh to his ankle. Slowly I rubbed it all around. I poured
a little more and started rubbing a little harder. Zack had his eyes closed
and was moaning, every now and then he would wince or take in a sharp
breath of air, it still hurt in some places so I made sure not to rub too
hard on those places. After about 10 minutes my arms were getting sore so I
stopped. "How's that feel now" I asked. "So much better, that was amazing"
Zack replied, eyes still closed.

"What time do you have to be home tonight" I asked. "I don't have to be
home tonight, I told my dad I would probably spend the night at a friend's
house, he seemed to want some time alone so he didn't object" Zack
replied. "Ok, well, how bout a movie or something" I asked "Ok" Zack
replied. I got up to grab a towel and then wiped off the excess baby oil
off his leg and my hands. I searched thru my DVD collection and found a
movie I hadn't watched yet, "Dark Skies".

"You want to watch this in here or on the bed?" I asked "the bed, this sofa
is hurting my back" Zack replied. "Ya it's not a very good one is it ha-ha"
I said. I helped Zack up and to the bedroom and lair him on the bed. I
propped up his leg with a pillow, put the DVD in and sat down on the bed
next to him.

I place my arm around his shoulder, he cuddled up as close as he could get
to me and held my hand that was around his shoulder with both his hands. "I
love you Ben, thank you for letting me come over today" Zack said. "I love
you to Zack, and you can come over any time you want, we are boyfriends
after all ha-ha" I said "ya... Ya we are" Zack replied looking up at me
with a smile on his face. That was the first smile I had seen all day from
him, and it made me feel overjoyed that I could be there for him in his
time of need and be able to make him smile.

The movie ended around 8 pm and we both fell asleep right after, both of us
on our sides facing each other , his good leg resting over my legs my arm
laying across the side of his chest with his arm around my neck. It was the
best sleep I had in a while.