Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2001 11:20:23 -0400
From: LJB <readersstop@netscape.net>
Subject: To Fulfill a Prophesy Section 45 (LJB)(MM BB Bb 1st anal oral teen1b
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The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of the author.
If you are looking to get off quick, read something else.  This story is
presented in serial form and you'll read a lot of background, before you
get any mind-blowing sex scenes.  If you are bothered by same sex
relationships, read no farther.

This is a story about the interaction of males with each other in a
fanciful setting.  It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story.

Thanks to those who are encouraging me to continue with the presentation of
this series.

I do not usually acknowledge e-mails, instead using my time to write.
I do appreciate hearing from you.
Hope that you continue enjoying the story.       LJB

To Fulfill a Prophesy


Section 45

Brian - Thursday afternoon

Out of the blue, my greatest desire became a reality in the matter of five
minutes.  Davey and I are to be together.  As totally unexpected as this
could be, having Ted and Dean's approvals of our relationship, was
completely unimagined.  I had always considered my desires for Davey to be
a secret longing, forbidden, because of our age difference and beyond my
grasp.  Yet, I knew he was the one.  And then, there he was.  And he was
asking me, if we could belong to each other.  It all seemed so unreal.

But in the afternoon, it became very real.  After Dale spoke with me, I
went directly to the office wing and told my mother, I needed to speak to
her, before she left for the day.  Mr. Dennis overheard my request and said
we could go and talk then, everything was quiet and there was as much time
as we needed available.  I escorted Mom out to the gardens and we went and
sat in a quiet, secluded area.

"Mom, I have two things I need to tell you."  I started.  She sat quietly,
giving me her full attention, just as she always would, when I talked about
something important with her.  "Since I came to work here, I have made
several discoveries about myself.  The most important one is, I am gay."  I
watched her face and there was no discernible change in her expression.  I
wasn't sure what to say next.

"Brian," she addressed me, "this is not a shock to me and I am not
disappointed by your discovery.  A mother knows when her son shows
interests in certain things.  I realized a long time ago, girls were never
going to be a big interest for you.  I didn't know when you would realize
it.  I know, this is not a choice on your part and my only concern, is the
difficulties a gay man can face in the world, the risks, the hazards and
the attitudes of others."

"This is a good company and a good place, for a gay man to work."  I told
her.  "The people here are gay friendly and it will not interfere with my
opportunities, or friendships."

"It's not difficult to see the openness here, especially when you find,
you're the only woman working in a huge group of men."  she replied.  "That
huge group, is not necessarily a bad thing.  I have definitely found
already, not everyone here is uninterested in women.  How would you feel,
if I had a date with someone ?"

"I think it would be great, Mom."  I responded.  "It's about time you had
someone give you the attention, you have always deserved.  A man being
around, would be good for Len and Gus as well, but that should be
incidental, to seeing to your interests."  She seemed pleased with my
acceptance of her inquiry.  "There is something else I need to tell you,
Mom.  Do you trust me ?"

"You know I trust you and believe in you, Brian."  she assured me.  "I have
always had total faith in your abilities and your judgment."

"Can you maintain that faith in me, even if I can't tell you all the
details about something and from what you do know, you may have serious
doubts, about the wisdom of what I'm involved in ?"  I asked.

"That's an awfully big question."  she said.  "But the answer would be
`yes'.  I have relied on your judgment and responsibility for years, in
caring for your brothers and in large part, raising yourself.  If you are
certain about what you are doing, even if I don't know everything about it,
I will trust you are making sound and valid choices."

"Thank you, Mom."  I replied.  "your confidence has always been a source of
empowerment and pride for me.  I am going to enter into a relationship.
This is not an affair, it will be a lifetime commitment for both of us.  We
are starting out by getting to know each other as individuals.  Like any
loving couple's relationship, there will eventually be physical sex, but we
are starting out very slowly and have agreed to being monitored."

"Well that sounds very responsible and even a little strange."  she
responded.  "I can see, there is more to this.  I take it I get to hear the
down side now."

"Yes, Mom."  I answered.  "The down side is age.  My partner is unusually
mature, but he is six years my junior."  She had a little, involuntary gasp
and then sat there looking like I had struck her.

"What about his parents ?"  she asked.  "Have you spoken with them ?  Do
they approve of you, of the two of you ?  Brian, I realize you are an
adult, but I want to talk with them, with him.  He's the same age as Lenny,
your brother."

"His parents were there when he asked me to be his partner, Mom."  I
assured her.  "I'm sure they will talk with you and I know he will."  I
closed my eyes for a minute and concentrated very hard on needing Davey.  I
had no idea if he would really hear me, but after what had happened when we
were last together, I thought I would try.  "I've tried to call him and if
he heard, he will come."  Mom, just looked at me, quizzically.  We sat
quietly for about three minutes, speaking occasionally.  I first saw him
walking through the gardens toward us.  Mom followed my gaze.

"Davey ?"  she questioned.  "Davey ?  You want to have an affair with one
of our boss' sons and you're telling me he's approved ?"  Davey walked up
to us and flashed one of those smiles that could win your heart, if he
didn't already own it.

"You wanted to talk with me, Mrs. Taylor ?"  he asked.  He extended his
hand to me and I reached out and held it, while he sat down beside me.
"Did he tell you I'm the one who proposed ?"

"Davey, I'm concerned."  she replied.  "You're still so very young."

"I have not had time yet to talk seriously with Brian," he told her, "so I
think, I should tell both of you about myself, now.  You may find, I'm not
quite the new toy, I might seem to be."  Davey began to talk.  He told us
about his life, before he came to live at the `castle'.  He told us about
living with a drug addicted mother, about her death and his entry into the
fostering system.  He told us about being on the streets, selling himself
for money to eat, when he was starving.  Mom and I both shed tears, as we
learned about the life this beautiful young man had lived.  He spoke of the
beating he had sustained and Dean rescuing him.  He described his wonder at
the love Ted had given him and the emptiness he still felt.  He also told
us that if we believed in such things, it had been forecast, he and I would
be joined, forever.

"I'm so sorry."  Mom told him.  "I wish we had known you earlier, so we
might have been able to try to spare you some of the things you have lived
through."

"I believe in destiny, Mrs. Talyor."  Davey said.  "What happened to me was
my destiny, all of it.  What Brian and I will share, is our destiny.  We
have the opportunity to be with each other, for the rest of our lives."

"I now understand how and why, you are so much more Brian's age then
Lenny's, no matter how many years have been counted."  she responded.  "I
will support the decisions the two of you make, whether or not I understand
completely."  She gave both of us a hug, which we returned to her
enthusiastically.

Davey and I were together again Thursday afternoon, after I was done my
shift.  He told me, there was much more about his life I needed to know.
This time Tim and Kevin joined us.  Kevin explained to me Tim was his life
partner and although Tim knew much more about them than I did, there were
some things he had not yet been told.  We spent the next two hours,
listening with fascination as Davey and Kevin told us The Prophesy of the
Guardians and explained, how this applied to them and their brothers.

We learned the role they each played in the Prophesy and the gifts they and
Denny and Jamie had received and how they were finding the gifts effected
all of them.  They told us of the healing process and I finally learned how
Kevin's injury at the carnival had turned out to be so minor.  As they
described each detail, I knew in my heart, without reservation, it was all
true.  Pieces of a puzzle, which had formed in the back of my mind, since
coming to work here, were filled in, until I could see the entire picture.
They told us of Denny's look into the future and how it had initiated Tim's
being sought out and my acceptance into the family.  They also warned us,
of the dangers which existed and how the security team watched over them
and the `Dads'.

By the time our talk was over, I needed time alone, to think and sort out,
all the information I had been given.  Davey seemed to understand this,
without my saying anything and having hugged me and kissing me on the
cheek, told me he would see me and my brothers, at Dojo that evening.
Kevin and Tim said `good bye' and I was left on my own, in the garden, with
my thoughts.  The more I pondered, the more I realized how wonderful it all
was, that I was to have a part in it, observing everything.  It seemed my
life, was to be far beyond what I had ever imagined it would be.  Then my
thoughts turned to Davey.  I had been so busy this day, concentrating on
events and opinions, my feelings for Davey had not been considered.  But
when everything was laid out, he was the only thing that was really
important to me.

I thought about how he looked and talked and walked and smiled.  He was
perfection.  I finally let myself admit my every erotic thoughts, since the
day I first saw him, included his image.  When Anson told me his age and
diplomatically suggested Davey and Denny were like younger brothers to him,
I knew he was telling me my lust was futile.  He was protecting me as much
as Davey.  But it had not stopped the vivid images of us making love to
each other.  I truly had never wanted just sex with Davey.  It had always
been totally making love with him and I realized, it was always with my
accepting him orally or anally.  I had never even imagined my entering him.
It had always been the pleasure of having him thrust into me.  Just
thinking of it now, I was hard as a rock and leaking enough that a quarter
size wet spot had appeared on the front of my pants.


Jason - Thursday night

When I went into our bedroom on Monday night and saw the paddle and collars
sitting on the bed, I knew Dale had made a determination.  He had not said
a word about my talking with Anson after he had told me not to do so.  I
knew he was not angry, he was hurt.  And I was feeling very guilty.  I
considered the options at hand.  He could do what I had done when he blamed
me for Kevin being injured, pout and wait for an apology.  Not likely.  He
could ignore it and just go on.  Didn't sound like Dale to me He could
discipline us and reestablish order.  It would appear, he had selected
number three.

Was this a problem for me ?  No one likes discipline.  Well, I take that
back.  Let's just say I don't care for it and I didn't expect Anson would
either.  But I had broken the trust which was a part of the bond between
Dale and myself.  We have committed to each other and I have accepted him
as the alpha male in our relationship.  That is his established role and I
had challenged his right to hold it.  Anson was different.  He was just
starting to feel his way in his relationship.  Anson needed to learn first
hand how ignoring the boundaries is resolved.  I believe Dale is a better
teacher to show him than anyone else, including Digger.

Although we both knew better, I had known what my actions would mean.  I
had put Anson's wishes ahead of my man and I knew that was never an
acceptable action.  It occurred to me, if Dale had not seen us, I would
have had to tell him anyway, just because what we did was wrong.  I knew
the discipline would resolve the rift for both of us.  Dale would never
injure me, he knew my limits and would never exceed them.  I trusted no one
more.  All I needed to do was say `No' and the discipline would not take
place, but this was the way to resolve my foolish choice which caused both
his hurt and my guilt.  Collecting my resolve, I began to undress.

One of the things I find most fascinating about this place is nothing
remains constant, except for change.  I get up yesterday morning and
figure, end of another week coming, fairly quiet weekend coming, guess
we're actually starting to get a routine.  By Thursday night, plans with
Anson and Brian for that night have been changed, Davey and Brian are
becoming a couple. Davey and Denny's room has now become Denny's room.
Jamie's room, now has a new king size bed.  Davey has moved into the
bedroom of Dean's suite.  Anson has accepted a new king size bed in his
room and Kevin and Tim turned one down for their room, wanting to keep, the
bed they have for `sentimental' reasons.  Dale and I didn't need anything,
but we were asked if we did.

When I checked the master schedule, in the Observation Room, I note Ted has
blocked out Monday to Thursday for next week, on the schedule for himself,
Anson and the three boys, with no explanation note.  He has assigned Dale
and me, to cover Dean for security and also has Brian training a new man in
his job, all during that same period.  I mentioned this to Dale, when I
returned to our suite and he told me, he knows and he didn't tell me,
because its just been settled and this is the first time, he has seen me.
He also says he does not know what Ted is doing with Anson and the boys,
that was not part of his briefing.  There's nothing we like more, than
having a mystery to figure out and knowing Ted, he knows us well enough, to
leave some clues around, to see if we get to the bottom of it.

Dojo went well.  There was a smaller class, but this was one of the rare
weeks, meetings were held on four nights, instead of just three.  There
were still quite enough people for a sizable class and a good number,
stayed for community swim.  Brian brought Gus and Len with him.  I noted
Gus had no problems and we all made a point of praising the work he did in
class and in the pool.  Davey and Brian seemed awkward around each other.
They were tense and rigid.  Fact is, I noticed a couple of times, when they
were both very rigid.  I knew from Dale he was monitoring them and had
restricted them, other than kissing and hand holding, from skin to skin
contact.  When you're naked in a pool, it's very difficult to interact with
someone, without skin to skin contact.  Dale could be a real hard prick,
when he wanted someone to exercise restraint and discover sensuality.  I
knew though, in the end, they would both be better off for it.

I found myself looking at Brian and Davey, very intensely at the pool.  I
had, of course, seen them both naked many time, but I had only considered
them as friends, never as sexual beings.  I had very protective feelings
toward Davey and had always just passed over him, as one of the kids.  I
knew his history and I knew he was handsome and well hung, but it had no
meaning or relevance.  Brian, on the other hand, was a co-worker.  Because
he was younger and lacked experience, I also tended to be protective in my
thoughts and actions toward him.  He too was very handsome and again, well
endowed.  I liked both of these boys and in fact, loved Davey like a little
brother, the same way as I felt about Denny.

Now, however, I saw them both sexually.  I compared them to each other.
Brian was 20 years old and stood around 5'8" in height.  His light, blonde
crew-cut hair, set off a handsome face with a squared jaw, full lips and
dark blue eyes.  He had a solid, compact body, which would weigh in about
145 lbs.  His chest was thick and the natural contour of his muscles, could
be seen as he moved.  His upper arms, were also well muscled and his
forearms, had a light, blonde fuzz on them which could hardly be seen at
all.  The hair under each arm was a little darker in colour and swirled in
curls.  Two, pink, quarter sized nipples blended into the light coloured
skin on his hairless chest, which narrowed to six pack abdominals and a
slightly protruding navel, at his thin waist.  His hips, remained narrow
and dropped into two muscular thighs and legs.  His shins again had the
light blonde fuzz of his forearms.

Between his muscular legs, swung 4" of flaccid, circumcised shaft, which I
had noted in the pool extending to about 6 «", with a tapered head and
about a 5" circumference.  The crown looked somewhat like a derby hat, and
was a dark rose colour.  His pubic mound, appeared to be the hairiest part
of his body.  The golden curls were thick and covered the entire area,
without intruding below his shaft.  His scrotal sac was loose and dangled
from the base of his shaft, bearing two walnut sized organs.  From the
rear, he was hard, hairless and a wet dream, to any `top'.  His butt was
like two, ripe melons, laid side by side, waiting to be squeezed and when
he walked, they barely moved, they were so firm.  This was a sexual and
exciting man and given other circumstances, I don't think I would be
refusing him anything he wanted.

Then, we had Davey.  Fourteen years old, but looking every day of 16 or 17
and standing 5'6" or so.  His strawberry, blonde hair was also in a
crew-cut, just a little longer than Kevin's.  His handsome face had a
smooth jaw line, full lips and the same dark blue eyes.  Davey's eyelashes
were very noticeable, being exceptionally long. He was solidly built, but
not as compact as Kevin and would weigh about 130 lbs.  His chest was well
developed and showed the muscular definition of a developing man.  His
upper arms were solid and muscles protruded from them, while his forearms
had curls of fine, whitish hair, clearly visible.  Under each arm, he had a
bundle of short, blonde hairs.  The nipples on his defined pecs were nickel
sized and had a few, blonde hairs, around their outer rims.  They were a
light rose colour and when not excited and pointing outward as sharp tacks,
they withdrew and sank inward, leaving small indentations in his chest.
His abdominals showed the six pack outline of an active, strong body and at
the well of his navel, a fuzzy hair line ran downward to the short,
reddish, blonde forest, above and around his man tool.  His hips were
narrow, like his waist and his muscular thighs, led to shins and calves,
covered with little blonde hairs from his knees to his ankles.

Two golf ball sized testicles were suspended in a loose, skin bag with a
few hairs growing from it.  The bag hung down about 5", from the base of
the 4", flaccid, circumcised tool, which lay downward over it. and this one
had extended in the pool to about 6 «", pointing directly up his body to
his chin.  From the rear, he was hairless and his buttocks showed the last
vestiges of baby fat, that were developing into two hands full of solid
muscle.  He was our boy, but he was also a stud.

Dale and I spoke about the new couple, when we returned to our suite, while
we were waiting for Anson to make his arrival.  Dale had told me about the
meeting held earlier in the day and he was still amazed by what had
occurred.

"I swear to you Jason," he told me, "Brian sat there and answered
questions, that Davey never spoke.  I'm certain, Davey was tuned directly
into his thoughts.  Brian likely didn't have to say anything either, he
just didn't know any better."

"I wouldn't be surprised."  I commented back to him.  "The things the boys
are able to do, astound me.  I don't think we've seen the best of it yet
though.  They seem to be working up to something."  Dale was silent and I
thought he might not have heard me.  I turned around to locate him and he
was just standing there, looking at me.

"Jason," he finally said, "if anything happened to me, if I should have a
terrible accident, would you do something for me ?"  I looked at him
intently and realized, he was very serious about this.  I nodded to him,
afraid if I spoke, my emotions might overtake me.

"If something fatal happened to me," he explained carefully, "I want you to
leave me, no matter what and get to Denny as quickly as you can.  You must
then do as he tells you, no matter whether it sounds right, or not.  Will
you be sure to do that for me ?"  I walked over and hugged him tightly.

"I promise you, I will do as you say."  I vowed.  "But there will be no
need.  You are mine, forever."

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