Date: Tue, 16 Feb 2010 17:07:04 +0800
From: Johnny Kape <johnny.kape@gmail.com>
Subject: The Voice That Can't Be Heard - Chapter 3

Before this chapter:

All rights reserved.

Every word of this story is fiction.  Just like my other story, "The
Captive Boy", this story is also a work of my early imaginations.  The main
character and the background of this story were formed in my early teens,
maybe 12 or 13 years old.  They had been in my mind for more than 20 years.
Not long ago, I had a dream, which made me start to form the whole story.
Hope you enjoy it.

All my stories committed into Nifty are listed in the prolific author list,
under the name "Pedrick Oman / Johnny Kape".  If you like this story,
please also have a look at them.

Finally, special thanks to my editor, Matthew Templar, who helped me a lot
in many aspects besides my English.  His stories are listed in the prolific
author list, too.  I recommended everyone to read his stories, especially
"One Gift To Give", which I enjoyed very much.  I just heard from him that
he is working on the continuation of "One Gift To Give".  Wow, I'm so
excited.  Go, Matt!  I'm looking forward to read it!

All story writers like to receive your feedback, and I am no exception.
I'd love to hear from you about your thoughts, comments and criticisms of
all my stories.  I'll answer all emails.  Thank you.

-- Johnny Kape <johnny.kape@gmail.com>


The Voice That Can't Be Heard -- Chapter 3


"Daddy, he still has a fever," a fuzzy sound said beside Ben.

"Okay, come and get this towel," another far sound said.

Ben felt that someone took something away from his forehead.  After a
while, something cool was put on his forehead again.  He didn't know where
he was.  He tried to open his eyes after a few minutes.  He felt himself
lying on a wooden bed.  There was a wet towel on his forehead.  He seemed
to be still naked, but a thin quilt covered his body.  He didn't feel cold
anymore, but very hot instead.

"Daddy, he woke up!" a boy's voice shouted excitingly.

"Really?  Let me see," a man said.  He walked to Ben.  Ben turned his head
to look at this man.  He was shirtless, only wearing a pair of very dirty
boxers.  Beside the man was a shirtless boy, wearing only boxers as well.
The boy had long brown hair and was very thin.  He seemed to be a bit older
than Ben.

"Oh, you finally woke up."  The man took the towel off and touched Ben's
forehead with his hand.  "You have been unconscious for the whole day.
Hmm... still have a fever.  How do you feel now?"

Ben didn't know how to answer his question.  He couldn't answer anyway.  He
just looked at the man.

The man passed the towel to the boy.  "Go get a bucket of water.  Let's
wipe his body with wet towels and see if it could bring down his fever
more."

The boy ran away quickly.  The man squatted beside Ben.

"How do you feel now?  Any better?"

Ben still felt a bit dizzy, but he nodded slightly.

"Ray found you downstairs, lying on the floor.  He called me.  We found
that you were lying there, naked and totally wet.  There were two bags on
your body.  You were injured and bandaged, but your wounds were still
bleeding.  You had a bad fever.  We brought you here.  What on earth
happened to you?"

Suddenly almost everything came back to Ben's mind.  He thought of his
mission.  He thought of the Embassy.  He thought of the small baby who
attracted him so much, but then cried and destroyed his mission; almost
made him die.  He looked at the man's concerned face but he didn't react.

The boy came back with an old plastic bucket.  The man didn't ask any more
questions.  He lifted the thin cover from Ben's body.  Ben found that his
bandages were changed.  The man seemed to have cut a white undershirt into
strips and bandaged him, just like what he did.  The man took a towel from
the bucket and twisted it, then he started to wipe Ben's face.  The boy
named Ray also took another towel and started to wipe Ben's body.

Cool towels made Ben clearer.  The man wiped Ben's face and looked at Ben
with his concerned eyes.  The man's eyes... Ben felt that the man's eyes
gave him a very warm feeling, just like Ali's eyes when taking care of him,
at the time when he was caught and escaped back to Bob's house.

Ray wiped Ben's body diligently.  However, he touched Ben's wounds on his
thigh accidentally.  Ben opened his mouth making a painful face, but he
didn't make any sound.

The man stopped his actions.  Ray stopped too.

"Did I touch your wound?  Sorry," said Ray in apology.

Ben shook his head.  The man didn't act anymore; he just looked at Ben
thoughtfully.  Ray continued to wipe Ben's body carefully.  He wiped Ben's
belly.  When he wiped Ben's small penis, he kissed it as a joke.  Then he
grinned to Ben.

The man didn't blame Ray for kissing Ben's penis.  He just smiled at Ray.

"Ray, he still has a fever, and he was injured.  Don't do that, okay?"

Ray still grinned.  He jumped off the bed and washed the towel.  The man
turned Ben's body over and wiped his back.  Ben felt the man use his hands
to touch his ass and his hole.

When they were done wiping him down, they turned Ben onto his back again
and the man put another wet towel on Ben's forehead.  He took a chair and
sat beside Ben.  He still looked at Ben thoughtfully.  Ray jumped up onto
the bed and sat beside Ben.  He held Ben's hand and looked at Ben too.

After a while, the man started to speak.

"You can't make any sound and hence can't speak, right?"

Ben looked at the man.  He nodded after a few seconds.

"It seems that you can hear us.  Tell me, were you raped?  I noticed that
you were penetrated there before."

Ben shook his head.

"No?  Are you a runaway?"

Ben looked at the man's eyes.  He didn't know how to explain his identity
and conditions.  He couldn't explain either.

"Daddy, I think that you'd better not to ask so much now.  He seems not to
know how to explain himself to you."

Ben turned his head and watched Ray in surprise.  How did Ray know his
thoughts?  Was it just a lucky guess?  Or was it his own facial expression
that told Ray?

Ray's daddy laughed.  Ray laughed too.  Ray's laughter made Ben
feel... feel... yeah, relaxed.  He felt that he could totally relax in
front of this boy and his daddy.  Once he relaxed, he felt an urge to pee.

"Do you wanna pee?" asked Ray suddenly.

Ray's daddy looked at Ray, then looked at Ben.  Ben nodded.

Ray and his daddy propped Ben up.  Then Ray's daddy put the bucket in front
of Ben.

"Pee here.  I'll change the water later."

Ray held Ben's penis to aim it at the bucket.  Ben started to relieve the
pressure of the liquid in his body.

When Ben was done, Ray and his daddy helped Ben lie on the bed again.
Ray's daddy took the bucket out of the room and came back a few minutes
later with a new bucket of water.  He put the bucket on the floor and sat
on the chair.  He asked Ray curiously, "Ray, how did you know that he
wanted to pee?"

"I don't know.  I heard a voice, saying 'wanna pee,'" said Ray.  His daddy
laughed.  "I also heard the same voice just now, saying something like 'how
to answer these questions?'"

Ray's daddy looked at Ben's eyes.  Ben looked at Ray's daddy's eyes too.

After a minute, Ray's daddy said, "All right.  Take more rest.  I have no
medicine, so I can only change your bandages later with cleaner clothes.
Ray, the sky is going to be dark.  Let's take a bath now."

Ben was curious that how they could take a bath here.  Ray jumped down from
the bed, gave Ben a smile, and took off his boxers.  Ray stood in front of
his daddy in the nude.  His daddy took the towel he just used to wipe Ben's
face, rinsed it in the bucket, wrung it out, and started to wipe Ray's body
gently.

Ben looked at Ray's body.  Contrary to Ben's well-trained, swarthy and
strong body, Ray's body was a lot thinner and his skin was quite white.
Ray's chest was so thin that Ben could see his ribs.  There were some marks
on Ray's arms and thighs, showing that Ray used to be beaten up.  Ray's
penis was much larger then Ben's.

Ray closed his eyes.  He seemed to enjoy the gentle touch of his daddy.
His daddy looked at Ray with his gentle eyes.  He wiped Ray's back, ass,
thigh and legs.  Finally he wiped Ray's penis and sac.

When Ray's daddy was done, Ray took the towel and rinsed it again.  Then he
took off his daddy's boxers and started to wipe his daddy's body too.  His
daddy's body was not as thick as Bob's.  His slender waist and strong chest
were more like Ali's.  His penis was as large and hairy as Bob's and it was
growing up as Ray wiped it.

Ray wiped and rubbed his daddy's penis, then he held it with his mouth.

"Ray, don't do that.  There is someone else here," said Ray's daddy.

Ray released his daddy's dick and smiled at Ben.  "I want it.  And I think
that he won't mind.  Right?"

Ben shook his head.  Ray held his daddy's dick with his mouth again.
However, his daddy pulled his penis out.

"I'll have to bandage him later.  Let's finish our bath first," Ray's daddy
smiled and said.

Ray pouted, but he gave up.  He wiped his daddy's body again.  His daddy
still smiled and looked at Ray with his gentle eyes.

When Ray was done, his daddy took a white, long-sleeve undershirt from a
box.

"This one is cleaner.  It should work."

"Daddy, you have already cut one of your undershirts.  This is your best
one.  If you cut it, what will you wear in winter?"

"Ray, this boy is wounded and needs to be bandaged.  We should do our best
to help him.  We can't just think about ourselves."

Ben looked at Ray's daddy.  He had a feeling that he didn't know how to
describe.  He had never met this boy and his daddy before.  However, they
wanted to sacrifice their best clothes to bandage him.  He didn't know how
to react.  He wanted to tell Ray's daddy that there was part of his
bodysuit left in his waterproof bag.  They didn't need to cut their own
clothes.  Ben knocked the bed with his hand.

Ray and his daddy looked at Ben.  Ben looked at them too.

After a while, Ray's daddy pushed Ray slightly.  "Do you know what he wants
to say?"

Ray shook his head.

"No voice this time?" his daddy asked.  Ray shook his head again.

Maybe it was just coincidences?  Ben gave up the thought to transfer his
meaning with his eyes or facial expression.  He pointed to his own chest
with his fingers, and drew a diagonal line from his left shoulder to his
right waist.

"Do you mean your bags on your body?" asked Ray's daddy.

Ben nodded.

Ray's daddy helped Ben sit up on the bed.  Ray went to the corner to take
Ben's waterproof bags and handed them to Ben.

"We didn't open them," said Ray's daddy.

Ben searched for a while and took the remaining bodysuit from the bag.  He
handed it to Ray's daddy.

"Do you mean to bandage you with this?"

Ben nodded.

"Well, it is still wet.  We can't use this," said Ray's daddy, with a
smile.  "Did you cut your own clothes into strips to bandage yourself?"

Ben nodded again.

"Hmm... there are only very few kids that can do it," murmured Ray's daddy.
He watched Ben thoughtfully again.  He twisted Ben's bodysuit to squeeze
the water out.  Then he hung it on a rope.

He took scissors from a drawer of a table.  Then he started to scissor his
own undershirt.

"Ray, remove the old bandages from his body."

Ray walked to Ben and started to help him remove the bandages.  However he
found that some of the bandages were stuck on Ben's wounds.

"Daddy, it was stuck by his blood.  I can't remove them."

"Okay, it means that the bleeding stopped.  Remove as much as you can, and
I'll take care of it later."

Ray continued his work.  Ray's daddy cut his undershirt into several long
strips, then he came to Ben with scissors.  He observed how the bandage was
stuck on Ben's wounds.

"Oops, these scissors are too large.  I need a smaller knife.  Ray, get the
knife in the drawer."

Ben patted Ray's daddy.  He took his own small knife from his bag and
handed it to Ray's daddy.

"Yeah, it should work," said Ray's daddy, still with a pair of thoughtful
eyes.  He wondered why this small boy would have such a sharp small knife
with him.  Who on earth was this boy?

He started to remove the bandages which were stuck on Ben's wounds with
Ben's small knife, very carefully.  The sky was getting dark.

"Ray, light a candle.  We must use it tonight."

Ray took a candle and a lighter from a box.  He lit the candle and stuck it
on a small piece of cardboard.

"Here."

Ray moved to his daddy, who was still cutting the bandages from Ben's
wounds very carefully.  When Ray's daddy was done, the candle had only
about one third left.

"Okay.  It seems that your wounds heal well," said Ray's daddy, who was
full of sweat again.  He bandaged Ben with new strips.  "Too bad I don't
have any medicine.  Be careful not to make your scars break again."

Ray's daddy stood up and took two small pieces of bread from another box.
He gave them to Ray and Ben.

"Eat something.  We don't have much to eat, but you haven't eaten anything
the whole day.  Eat it and drink some water, then have a good sleep," said
Ray's daddy.

Ben looked at this small piece of bread.  Ray gave him a cup of water.
Again he had a feeling that he didn't know how to describe.  He had never
been so... so... yeah, grateful!  He had never been so grateful to anyone.
He liked Ali.  He liked Bob.  However, he had never been so grateful to
anyone, even to Ali, Bob, and Bob's boss who gave him a name.  Ben bit into
the small piece of bread.  He felt that this bit of bread was a lot more
delicious than the dinner Ali made for him after his mission.

"Why not eat, daddy?  I think we still have some bread," asked Ray.

"Well, don't worry about me.  Just have it.  I need to leave some food for
you to eat tomorrow.  I'll try to get more food tomorrow." Ray's daddy
patted Ray.  Then he turned to Ben.  "Fortunately you aren't injured too
badly.  However, you still have a fever.  Have a good sleep.  Ray, tonight
you sleep with him and I'll sleep on the floor.  If you wake up at night,
see if he is still feverish, okay?"

"Okay."  Ray finished his bread.  He ran somewhere to take a straw mat and
put it on the floor.  Then he looked at his daddy with wishful eyes.
"Hmm... can I... have... it with you tonight?"

Ray's daddy laughed.  "No.  You have to help me take care of this boy.  He
needs rest."

Ray pouted, but he jumped onto the bed and lay beside Ben.

"Good night," Ray's daddy said.  He helped Ben lie down.  Then he kissed
both boys and blew the candle out.

The sky was totally dark, but the moonlight lit a bit of the room.  Ben
looked at Ray's sleeping face.  There was another feeling besides gratitude
in his mind.  He still couldn't describe how he felt.  He closed his eyes.


-- To Be Continued.