Date: Fri, 29 Jan 2016 22:59:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: hankbrookscc@comcast.net
Subject: Soap Opera   short Story

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				Soap Opera


A soap opera called "Home Town" had been on television for nearly two
decades. About six years ago the writers decided to introduce some
additional characters to the plot, and infuse the story with some new
blood.  They decided to have a new family move to town.  Luke Johnson was a
doctor, who took over the practice of an aging practitioner, about to
retire.  Luke had a wife, Nancy, a twelve year old son, Robbie, and a
seventeen year old daughter, Tiffany.

The family was from a big city, and there were a whole slew of episodes
about how the family adjusted to small town life.  Of course it was hardest
on the children, especially Tiffany.  Other situations placed Luke in life
and death situations, and of course, he always saved the day.

Twelve year old Robbie, was played by a young actor named Michael Rawlings.
He was as cute as the dickens, and he won everybody's heart.  Robbie's life
was always full of angst, and Luke was always there to hug him and assure
him that all would be just fine.

Michael's private life was terrible, compared to Robbie's.  He was being
raised by a single divorced mother, who was a stressed out corporate
executive.  She had little time for Michael.  His father showed up every so
often, and took him out somewhere for the afternoon, and then disappeared
for another few months.  Michael was being schooled on the set by a
specially hired teacher, so he didn't even have school chums.  When he ran
into a school problem, the actor who played his father, Ben Farley, was
always there to help him out.  After each tutoring session, the two actors
would hug each other, even harder than they did on screen.  Ben was the
father Michael never had.

Five years later, Tiffany was married to a ne'er do well, and had an infant
daughter.  This presented the writers with a whole lot of segments,
concerning spousal abuse, and a cheating husband.  Robbie was now
seventeen, and going through the "awkward" stage with girls, and with the
usual problems of becoming an adult.  In spite of the fact that Michael was
maturing in real life, as well as Robbie on screen, Luke continued to hug
him constantly on screen, and Ben continued to hug him even harder off
screen.

By the time Michael was fourteen, he knew that he was gay.  When Ben hugged
him on the set or in real life, he would push himself as hard as he could
against his "father."  He was hoping somehow to feel the man's package.  At
first Ben didn't realize what the boy was doing, but as Michael matured,
Ben finally realized what he was up to.  When he became aware of what was
happening, Ben pushed back hard, and they both felt what they were seeking.
The first time Ben fully participated in their little subterfuge, the two
actors smiled at each other.

Both of them had plenty of adoring fans, who greeted them enthusiastically
when they left the studio.  Michael lost his virginity to another teen ager
when he was sixteen.  The fan slipped Michael a note on his way to the
limousine which was waiting to drive him home.  As he sat down in the limo,
Michael read the note.  It implored him to allow the fan to have sex with
him.  The note was simply signed Jim.

Michael told the driver not to move.  He opened the window, and beckoned to
Jim, who came flying to the limo.  Michael opened his door, and told his
fan to jump in.  Jim was far from shy.  The minute they were both seated in
the back, he grabbed Michael's crotch, and started to kiss him wildly.
Michael was surprised at first, but soon joined Jim in his passion.

Michael's mother was off on one of her business trips, but she felt that
Michael was old enough to manage on his own.  They had a maid who prepared
Michael's dinner, and she was usually gone before the boy got home.  When
Jim and Michael entered the apartment, they found themselves alone.
Michael shared his pre-prepared dinner with Jim.  Neither boy ate very
much.  They were too excited, anticipating what was about to happen.
Finally they dumped the meal, and hand in hand they ran to Michael's
bedroom.

Notwithstanding the fact that Jim was two years older than Michael, he was
still a virgin.  Their love making was awkward to say the least.  Neither
gave a good blow job.  Their teeth were all over the place, and their
tongues were non-existent.  It didn't matter.  They were so excited at
having their first sexual encounter, that they both came quickly.

Afterward they lay in bed cuddling and smooching.  When they were
recovered, they decided to try anal sex, with even worse results.  They
were smart enough to use Vaseline as a lubricant, but neither had condoms.
Michael wanted Jim to fuck him first.  The only thing Jim did was to grease
his cock.  He didn't grease Michael's ass, or try to stretch his opening.
When Jim entered him, Michael screamed in pain, and made Jim stop.  That
was the end of anal sex for now.

Michael asked Jim to stay the night so that they could blow each other once
more in the morning, but Jim said that he never expected this to happen,
and he had to get home or his parents would worry.

That night, alone in bed, Michael was wise enough to know that you couldn't
just dive right into having sex.  He had read enough to know that a bit of
foreplay was a lot of fun, and more than necessary.  He made up his mind,
that the next person he had sex with, would be a mature man, who had been
around the block a few times.  That's when the idea came to him to seduce
Ben Farley, the only person in the world he loved, and who, he was certain,
loved him back.

Ben was now in his mid-thirties.  Michael didn't know if he was straight or
gay.  All he knew for sure was that he was single.  He didn't care what
Ben's sexual orientation was.  He only knew one thing, and that was that he
wanted desperately to have sex with Ben.

Late in his seventeenth year, and during the current season of "Home Town,"
Michael's mother informed him that she had to go to the Middle East on
business, and would be away at least one month.  The young actor hardly
cared at all.  She was never home anyway.  As soon as she was gone, Ben
called his father to see if they could do something together while his
mother was away.

His father had remarried a year ago, and he had a brand new baby girl.  His
new wife answered the phone.  She and Michael exchanged some pleasantries,
and then she put his father on.

"Sorry," his dad said.  "Your little sister takes up all my free time.
We'll all get together when she's a little older."

That'll be the day, Michael thought.  He went to bed totally depressed and
feeling sorry for himself.

The next day he was rehearsing a scene with Ben.  It was a disaster.  He
couldn't remember a single line, and his attention seemed to be anywhere
but in the studio.  The director kept calling cut, and finally Ben put his
arms around Michael.  It was one of those hugs that Luke always gave Robbie
to let him know that everything would be all right.

"What's wrong Mike?"  He was the only one who called Michael, Mike.

Michael broke out crying.  Ben approached the director and said they would
rehearse later, but right now he wanted to take Michael to his dressing
room, talk to the boy, and try to find out what was wrong.

When they were seated in Ben's dressing room, Michael began to sob
uncontrollably.  Ben held the boy close to him.  Michael was almost full
grown and he was nearly the same height as Ben.  He began to rub his
package against Ben's, and Ben was getting very aroused.  He pushed the boy
away from him, and insisted that Michael tell him what was wrong.

"I'm all alone in the world," he sobbed.  "Nobody loves me or gives a damn
about me."  Ben's jaw dropped open, but he decided not to interrupt
Michael, and let him continue.

"My mother is away on business for the next month or so.  I called my
father to see if we could get together for dinner or something, and he told
me that his new family took up all his free time."

"Oh. Mike," Ben said.  "You're wrong.  You are loved.  I couldn't love you
more if you were my own son."

"I love you too," Michael answered.  "I've loved you like a real father
ever since you became my TV father."  He hugged Ben tighter, and he
suspected that Ben had an erection.  He knew for sure that he had one.

"I've got an idea," Ben smiled.  "How about you spend the month with me in
my apartment?  I live alone, and I have two spare bedrooms.  That way you
don't have to go home to an empty apartment.  We'll both have company, and
we can rehearse together in the privacy of my own home."

"Do you mean that?" Michael screamed out.  "That would be so great."

"Now let's be professionals and get back to work.  When we quit tonight,
I'll go home with you, and you can pack a bag.  Is there anyone you have to
inform?"

"Yes, our maid.  I'll call her now, and tell her to come around every day
and keep the place clean, but that she shouldn't make dinner for me anymore
until my mom comes home.  I'll also cancel my limo service.  We can go to
work together.  I love how that sounds, `go to work together.' "

Ben and Michael got hold of the director and resumed rehearsing their
scene.  Michael knew every line, and the director yelled perfect.  "Now
let's do it with the cameras rolling."

Michael was a better actor than anyone imagined.  His whole mental
breakdown was carefully rehearsed, and was part of his plan to seduce Ben.
Everything was going according to his script.

After he packed his suitcase, he said to Ben, "I don't know what you were
planning for dinner, but the maid didn't make mine.  Before we go home,
let's eat out.  My treat."

Ben laughed.  "Sure, why not?  You can afford it."

Michael hugged Ben again, and rubbed even harder.  They both knew what
awaited them this night, and Ben was more frightened than Michael.  All
that went through his mind was that Michael was jail bait for another month
or so.  He chose to ignore that minor detail.  After all, he was certain
that Michael was the aggressive seducer, and he was merely going along for
the ride.  In addition to that rationalization, he knew beyond a shadow of
a doubt that he was madly in love with Michael.  He was also certain that
Michael felt the same way about him.

They had dinner at a five star restaurant, and Ben advised Michael to savor
the meal, and not to rush.  "We have plenty of time," he said, smiling at
his young "son."  Michael knew exactly what Ben meant.  He grabbed Ben's
hand and squeezed it tightly.  Ben smiled back to let Michael know that
they were both on the same page as to what pleasures this night would bring
to them.

At long last they entered Ben's beautiful, spacious apartment in Trump
Towers.  Ben took Michael's suitcase and put it in the guest bedroom.  For
some reason that disturbed Michael a lot.  He got over it quickly enough
when Ben said, "Let's get undressed Mike, and shower together in my
bathroom."

Michael was in his birthday suit in a mere second or two.  Ben took his
hand and led him into his bedroom.  Michael watched Ben intently as the man
took his sweet time getting naked.  He was actually doing a strip for
Michael...in reverse.

The two men took the time to check each other out.  Michael was six feet
tall.  His hair was a sandy blond, and his eyes were a light blue.  He was
very muscular.  The studio had exercise equipment for the actors to use.
When he wasn't in class or taping, Michael used the equipment, and Ben was
surprised to see how muscular Michael was.  His cock was cut, and currently
stood tall at about six and a half inches.

Ben stood six feet, one inch.  He preferred to work out in a gym in his
neighborhood, whenever he could.  It gave him an opportunity to attract
tricks for one night stands.  He was more muscular than Michael would have
thought.  His hair was jet black (dyed) and his eyes were sky blue, offset
by beautiful black lashes.  His cut cock was presently standing at eight
inches and it was thicker than the boy's, but that was of no concern to
either of them.  They were both very attractive men.

Michael followed Ben into the bathroom, where he began to run the shower.
He had to wait a moment or two for the temperature to come to his liking.
He took advantage of this moment to embrace Michael, and smash their very
hard cocks together.  They had done this before, many times, but never
naked.  Ben could tell that Michael was crying.

"What's wrong?" he asked.  "Am I hurting you?"

"Not at all.  I'm crying because someone is loving me."

This time he wasn't acting, and he was melting Ben's heart.  Ben leaned
into him, and put his lips on Michael's.  This was a definite first for
Michael.  Even his mother never kissed him.  He couldn't ever remember his
father hugging him, much less kissing him.  Ben's tongue darted out and
parted Michael's lips.  Their tongues met in an embrace as passionate as
the embrace of their bodies.

Ben led Michael into the shower.  He grabbed a bar of soap and lathered it
up.  Then he began to soap Michael's body.  When he wrapped his palm around
Michael's cock, and started stroking it, the young man came immediately.

"Wow," Ben said.  "That was fast."

"Don't worry.  I cum two or three times in an hour when I whack off.  I'll
be ready to go again before you can say my name."

Ben handed Michael the soap, and he began to lather every part of Ben's
body that he could reach.  He had dreamed of this moment for so long, he
knew just what he wanted to do.  He particularly spent a lot of time
soaping up, and stroking Ben's cock, but Ben didn't cum.

"Let's dry up and take this to my bed," he whispered in Michael's ear.

They both stepped out of the shower, and Ben dried Michael, and Michael
dried Ben.  They both thought that this was a very sensual thing to do.

As soon as they got into bed, Michael asked if they were going to play
sixty-nine.

"Not this time," Ben answered.  I'm going to do all the work tonight, and
you can do all the work next time."

He put Michael on his back, and the young man instinctively spread his
legs.  Ben laid himself on top of Michael, and he resumed their passionate
kissing.  Little by little, Ben worked his way down Michael's body.  He was
moving so slowly that Michael hardly noticed.  Ben darted his tongue in and
out of Michael's ears, and then he started to take little nips out of
Michael's neck.  Ben figured that if his "son" had a hickey in the morning,
the writers could incorporate it into the script, and if not, the make-up
department could cover it up.  They had done it often enough for him.

When Ben started to suckle Michael's nipples, the young man purred in
delight.  He was desperate for Ben to reach his target, but yet he hoped
that Ben would continue to kiss and nip at his nipples all night.  Finally
Ben began to move faster down Michael's body.  He wanted to take Michael's
cock as much as the boy wanted to be taken, but he didn't.  Instead he
licked the boy's inner thighs and all his toes.  Michael was writhing in
agony and in ecstasy.

"Please," he cried. "I need to cum so bad."

Ben took pity on the boy, and he finally took his cock into his mouth.
This time there was no hint of teeth.  All Michael could feel was Ben's
tongue licking up and down his cock and Ben's lips pulsating erotically
around his entire rod.  Michael came just as fast as he had in the shower.

"Don't worry, Dad," he said.  "I'll be ready to go in a short while.
Please let me do that to you."

When Michael called him `dad,' Ben's whole being was filled with love and
with lust.

"Yes, Mike." he mumbled.  "Do it to me."

Michael was too anxious to taste cock to give Ben the same sensual trip
around the world that Ben had given him.  He went right to his target, but
he had studied Ben's technique, and he gave his "father" a top rated blow
job.  When Ben came in Michael's mouth, Michael swallowed all of it.  Ben
was totally exhausted.  They just lay in Ben's big bed side by side,
alternately holding hands, and fondling their cocks.

"I love you, Mike," Ben whispered.  "Don't forget that for one minute."

Michael started to cry.  Ben took a tissue from his night table, and dried
Michael's tears.  Then he mumbled something about needing to rest and
recover, and they would do anal the next evening.

"I can't do that," Michael almost screamed.  "I did it once a couple of
years ago, and it hurt like hell."

"Trust me, Love.  When I am through teaching you how to do it properly,
you'll be begging for it.  Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do, and I'll do whatever you say."  They kissed each other and
fell fast asleep.

They went to work together the next morning in the hired limo.  They hardly
talked to each other, but they held hands so tightly that both of them were
hurting.  Neither cared.

Fortunately, all Robbie had to do that day, was walk in on his sister, who
was being beaten by her husband, and express anger and dismay as the scene
fades out.  He had no lines to speak.  If he had, he would have been in big
trouble.  He was so nervous anticipating anal sex that evening, that he
would not have remembered any lines.  Just as he was finishing his class
for the day, he had an epiphany.  Ben could never hurt him.  He trusted
Ben, and knew that it would be a wonderful experience.  His mood lightened.
It lightened even more when his tutor announced, "Just five more hours, and
two exams, Michael, and you'll get your high school diploma."

Michael pumped his fist and screamed out, "Yes."

"Have you given any thought to college?" the tutor asked.

"I guess I should," he answered, knowing full well that he would never go.
He was growing into a bit of a matinee idol, a leading man, if you will.
He figured that he would just go on acting.  He decided that he should
discuss it with his `father' Ben before he made a final decision.

He was shocked at Ben's reaction, when he asked for his opinion.  Ben was
adamant that he had to attend a university to become a well-rounded
individual.

You tape around your tutoring schedule now.  You can continue to shoot
around your class schedule.  Marion did it, so there's no reason that you
can't.  (Marion was the actress who played his sister on "Home Town.)  All
you have to do is go to a New York City school, like Columbia, NYU or
Fordham.  We'll live together, and be a couple.  Tomorrow we'll call the
schools and request applications."

When Ben said that they would be a couple, Michael got light headed.  All
he wanted to do was get right into bed with Ben, and they did.

Ben did not make Michael an empty promise.  He showed the young man how to
properly prepare each other for anal sex.  He started out by rimming
Michael, and sending the boy to the stratosphere.  He was kind and
considerate, and spent a long time stretching Michael's asshole so that he
could enter the first time with the least discomfort.  After it was over,
the entire experience left both of them breathless.

Michael fucked Ben first.  After Ben fucked Michael, he was totally done
out, but Michael was fully recovered, and fucked Ben a second time.

Michael's mother's trip to the Middle East extended to a second month, and
she missed his eighteenth birthday.  To be polite, he asked his father if
he would be able to celebrate the event with him.  Not unexpectedly, the
man was too busy.  He and Ben celebrated together at the same five star
restaurant Michael had taken him to on the night they first made love.

Michael moved in with Ben on his eighteenth birthday.  He cleaned all his
stuff out of his mother's apartment in just a couple of hours.  She had no
say over his life anymore.  He made more money than she did, and could well
support himself, and pay for his college education.  He texted her, and
when she read the text, she was relieved.  She didn't have to worry about
him anymore, as if she ever did.

As a courtesy, he texted his father his new address.  Of course, his cell
phone number didn't change.  In spite of Michael's huge salary, his father
had to pay child support until his eighteenth birthday.  When he got
Michael's text, he breathed a sigh of relief and promptly erased the
message, without recording his son's new address.

When Ben and Michael came home after celebrating Michael's birthday, they
sucked each other, and then they fucked each other.  That night even Ben
came twice, which surprised and delighted both of them.  They were both
living in paradise.  All their dreams and fantasies had come true.

The only problem they had was trying to stay perfectly professional while
taping "Home Town."  It was hard to act as a father and son, rather than
lovers.  At least they got to hug each other in a manly way, because it had
been a trademark of their on screen relationship for many years.