Date: Mon, 4 Nov 2002 18:46:22 -0800
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: the vision part 15      adult/ youth

				THE VISION

				Part Fifteen

				By Arthur



Authours Note:

My sincere apologies to all the readers for the long delay in posting this
chapter, but it's been one of those months, with the other stories and a
fried hard drive resulting in the loss of all my files (yep, no backups) it
has taken a little longer to get organised to return to this episode.

Many emails were requesting my other stories so here with the magnificent
help of a favourite reader 'Tommy' who supplied the list and url's for you,
All can be found here on 'NIFTY' on either the adult/ youth section or
authoritarian section.


	Arthur

rochopa@xtra.co.nz


A Sub to Love
/nifty/gay/authoritarian/sub-to-love/

Flight of Fancy (unfinished)
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/flights-of-fancy/

Jomel
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/jomel/

Sioni ( also to be added book two)
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/sioni/

Sneak Thief
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/sneak-thief

The Vision (unfinished)
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-vision/

Two Halves
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/two-halves/

	Thank you Tommy, so here you are guys, The Vision at last continues.



DREAMS ARE MADE OF THIS:



	I was startled awake in the early hours of the morning with an
oppressive weight baring down on my chest making it hard to breathe and in
that state of not quite alertness I reached out to grasp something,
anything to help me to breathe again, it then dawned on me that the weight
on my chest was all live hot boy flesh, I'm damned if I know how he got to
be there.

I looked down and saw that Benny had during the night somehow moved to be
on top of me in a full body hug, his legs were down between mine, his
small, now limp bulge was resting on mine and his body was laying up on top
of me chest to chest with his face pushed hard into my neck, his arms
wrapped around and under my shoulders as though holding on for dear life
itself.

I carefully reached down to untangle this human vine from my skin and
looked over to the clock as a small voice mumbled out.

"Love you dad.....mmmmmmmmmm."

Back to noddy land he went, it was only three oclock in the morning and I
was in no mood to get up yet but at the same time knew I would not get back
to sleep so I just lay there feeling my boy next to me and thinking about
the upcoming meeting with the foster parents, today was friday, I like to
end the week with a fight, makes you relaxed on the weekend.

I must have drifted off even though it was not like me to go back to sleep
once I was awake but then I hadn't had a loving boy beside me before
either. I woke again to the smell of coffee and a soft kiss on the lips.

"Morning Dad, thought you might like a coffee in bed today."

"Thank you son, this is great, can I laze here all day?"

"Ok dad. can I laze in there with you?"

"Mmmm, you trying to get me into trouble, young man?"

"Yes." ( giggle)

"In that case I better get up, I don't like to get into trouble on a
friday."

Of course this didn't stop him from piling into bed anyway and snuggling up
close to me, yep he was just like a clump of ivy, attaching himself to me
with arms and legs and his head on my shoulder trying to look up into my
face.

"Love you dad."

"Love you to son, you going to let me finish this excellent coffee my
servant bought me?"

"OH so I'm just a servant now, oh well might as well go and get breakfast
then."

"Come here you?"

I reached out before he could move and grappled him in close and gave him a
hug and a smooch on the nose as he wriggled and giggled in my arms.

"You'll never be a servant son, not as long as I live."

"I know that dad, that's why I love you so much."

"From now on you're going to have all the time in the world to be a boy for
a change, no work, no chores unless you want to do them, this is your time
to have some fun out of life, we've got this house and car, also the boat
down there and they're for you to have fun with, which reminds me, you need
to get to school from here so I'm going to give you a choice as to how you
get there."

"What's the choices, dad?"

"Well you're nearly fifteen, well in six months so which would you like to
do, I can buy you a ten speed bike now to get to school or if you want to
wait till you're fifteen and use the bus or let me drive you, then I'll buy
you a small motor scooter instead, so which do you want?"

"You'd get me a motor scooter?"

"Yep, at fifteen you can get a license for a 50cc bike and if you're happy
with that for a year or two then if you still want a bigger one I'll get
one for you."

"Dad, you're so cool, I'll wait for the motor scooter."

"Ok, it's a deal then, now lets get some breakfast for you and then see if
all the papers have been faxed through."

Benny reluctantly untangled himself and got out of bed as did I, and after
a visit to the little boys room to ease the built up preasure in my
bladder, I went into the kitchen to make his breakfast, while I cooked,
Benny spent the time zooming around the lounge on his soon to be scooter,
weaving in and out of the furnature and when I called that breakfast was
ready he came screaching to a halt in a make believe rear wheel slide to
the table.

Benny sat and opened the nozzel of his vaccuum cleaner and inhaled the
breakfast that should have killed a grown man,then sat back in his chair,
stomach bulging, a little egg yolk on his chin and a blush on his cheeks as
he let out a deep contented sigh.

"Want some more, hollow legs?"

"Oohh no, I think I overdid it a bit."

"Looks that way from here, here's your juice, you sip that while I go see
if the papers are here."

My lawyer had been working late by the look of the time and date on the fax
sheets (3.30am) but everything was there and it looked quite impressive,
especially the amount she had decided to demand for the breaches that the
family had made, as she had put it, pay the extra or we'll see you in
court, then the labour court after that and also we'll send a copy of
everything to the DCYFS, she's a bit of a hard nut when it comes to kids
rights. Max had sent his copies as well which would serve to back up the
threats from the lawyer so the family was up for quite a tidy sum and I'd
have it invested for Benny until he turned 18 and it would give him a good
nest egg to start his life with.

"Ok son, everything is here, we'll get cleaned up then take off about
midday for Banktree, by the time we get there they should be back from
their holliday and nice and tired as well."

"Ok dad, I'm going to shower."

"Right you are, I'll have another coffee while you're in there."

"You not going to scrub my back?"

"Nice try kiddo, but not this time."

"Mmmm,.... next time?"

"That's it mister, keep pushing, you might end up with a tanned rear."

"Ohh dad, you wouldn't,...would you?"

"Go on scamp, shower."

(Giggle)"Ok."

I laughed as he started his scooter again and roared out of the kitchen for
the shower, what a blessing he was, I hadn't felt this young for years, as
I sat there ideas and plans ran through my mind for our future not least of
which was a business plan that I could now afford to put into gear so that
we would have a steady income and not use all of the settlement I'd got
just for living costs, I'd already invested a certain amount but the
dividend from it was on ninety days but I could always use it for a surety
if needed for the business, I sat a little longer thinking and when I heard
the scooter start again made my way to the bathroom for my shower.

At 11.30 I made us a light snack to see us through for the trip and then
gathered all the paper work I'd need for the upcoming meeting then checked
that Benny was looking sharp and ready for the trip, he had dressed himself
in the brown and tan outfit that he'd worn the first time to Del's, god he
looked delicious, then it was into the car and head out of the city, the
trip would take about two hours if there was no hold up's from the traffic,
but that shouldn't be a problem at this hour of the day and so it turned
out as fourty minutes later we were leaving the motorway and headin down
the Thames Valley toward Banktree.

Benny sat silently beside me, a look of apprehension on his face as we got
closer and closer to our destination.

"You going to be ok son?"

"Yes dad, it's just I'm a bit nervous."

"Everthig will be ok, don't worry, I have enough here in these papers to
scare the hell out of them and just remember, they can't touch you now
kiddo, for better or worse we're a pair now."

"Thanks dad, you always know how to make me feel better."

"Thats what I'm here for son."

by 2.45pm we were pulling into the small country town of Banktree and Benny
showed me where to go to find the house, pointing out on the way the
factory, it was not small so the guy must have a good business, as far as I
was concerned he could afford to pay up today, I was not in the mood to be
fobbed off, not today, not tomorrow and definately not ever.

As luck would have it a four wheel drive and trailor was pulling into the
driveway as I parked out on the roadside, I waited and watched as two
rather overweight adults and three children who by the look of them were
not concieved by these two, got out of the vehicle and as the man started
to yell out instructions to the others Benny and I got out of my car and
began to make our way toward them.

"So there you are, where the hell you been boy?"

"That's enough of that Mr.Wilson."

"And who the hell are you?"

"My names John Chapman, as of 3.30 yesterday I'm the legal guardian of
Bently, also I'm his uncle, you want to talk here or inside?"

"Nothing to say to you Mister, boy help unload the car."

"OK we talk here then, Benny is now legally mine so you can forget about
running him ragged as from now."

"Says who?"

"Says me, Wilson, I have here papers from the DCYFS also from my lawyer,now
you want to do this the easy way, or you want to do it my way?"

"You and who elses army shorty?"

Wilsom put out his hand to push me back, the old training cut in before I
even thought about it, grabbing his thumb I bent it back and twisted while
kicking his leg to take him down onto the grass on his knee's.

"You ready to listen yet?"

"Yeah Mister, yeah, shit let me go you're breaking my thumb."

"Then be an adult about things, Wilson."

I released the man and stepped back as he got to his feet holding his thumb
in his other hand.

"What you want, Chapman?"

"Everything you owe to Benny, my lawyer says with the penalties it comes to
34000.00 dollars."

"Like hell it does."

"It does, here's the itemisation for you, sure you don't want to talk
inside?"

"You not going inside my house, Chapman, and I'm not paying that little
prick a cent."

"This is your last chance Wilson, you pay him now including the penalties
or within twelve months I'll force a mortagee sale of your house, what you
want."

"You can't do that?"

"34000.00 dollars is cheap and you know it, we give all the details to the
labour tribunal and the DCYFS and you'll have to sell your factory to pay
the fines, here look at these papers, then tell me again to piss off, you
got five minutes, we're going back to the car, call when you've made your
mind up, by the way, I've got copies of all those papers so don't worry
about trying to destroy them, five minutes Wilson then I'm driving out of
here."

I pushed the papers into his hands and turning took Benny by the arm and
returned to the car, we got in and as I sat and fumed a little more at the
arrogance of the man, Benny turned to me asking.

"Do we really leave if he doesn't agree?"

"Yes Benny and as we leave I'll make a phone call to Max and he'll have so
many people all over his house in less than an hour Wilson will think it's
mardi gras, but don't worry kiddo he's just a typical bully, picks on those
who can't defend themselves, don't you worry he'll pay soon as he see's
those letters."

"Ok dad, gee I didn't know you could be all rough like that."

"Everybody can when the time is right son and when it comes to looking out
for you I can be one of the worst."

I looked over toward the house and could see the two of them arguing and
then Wilson's shoulders dropped as his wife threw up her hands and turned
to go into the house, he looked over to my car looking beaten, his head
down and as he looked at me he nodded his head taking out a pen from his
pocket and began to sign the papers, I got out and made my way toward him,
telling Benny to stay in the car.

"Here you are Chapman, the wifes getting the cheque book now."

"No cheques Wilson, here's my phone ring your bank and get them to issue a
certified cheque in your name, I'm not having you cancel it as soon as my
back's turned."

"Don't trust me?"

"No, here's the phone now make the call."

With the call made I took the papers from his hand and returned to the car
smiling to myself, I love fridays, we made it to the bank just before
closing time, picked up the cheque and returned to the car to make our way
home, a good days work done and my little Benny getting his just reward for
two years hard work.

"Here kiddo this belongs to you."

"Hey, is this really mine, all of it?"

"All of it son."

"What do I do with it?"

"Well a young guy like you could spend it on all sorts of thigs he ever
wanted, toy's, games, anything, or he could be grown up and invest it till
later when he's older and have a tidy sum to start life with, it's up to
you, it belongs to you. what you want to do?"

"I want to give it to you to look after for me, you know what to do, it's
to much for me."

"OK invest it then?"

"Yes thats the best thing I think."

"Ok, that's it then, but I think we should take out the extra 4000 and let
you have fun with it, just to celebrate with, ok?"

"That's a lot to celebrate with dad."

"It's for you to spend how you like Benny, have fun with it, that's what
monies for mostly."

"Ok then we have fun with it."

"not we, it's for you to have fun with."

"But if it's 'we' then I'm having the best fun."

"Ok kiddo I'm not going to argue, it's your's to do with what you like."

"Good, then the first thing is I want to shout you pizza tonight."

"Ok pizza it is."

I turned the car toward home with one happy and now rich boy beside me,
heading for a double everything pizza.


To Be Continued: