Date: Sun, 7 Aug 2011 18:41:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Love Unlocked - 18     (Final Chapter)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my
imagination. It is not and should not be thought of as a record of actual
events. Any similarity between my characters and real people is merely a
coincidence. The story will include descriptions of sexual activity between
teen boys. If material of this kind might offend you or if you are not of
legal age, then stop reading. All others please enjoy! You are welcome to
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Love Unlocked - 18         (Final Chapter)


All through class the next day Tony thought about what Brandon had said
about talking to Ms. Rowley. He wondered if he really wanted to be
considered for Miller's spot on the conservation crew. "But I've got as
much a chance as anybody," he finally concluded.

Having made up his mind, Tony started to make a list of reasons why he
should be the one selected.

* * * *

Ms. Rowley was in her office when Tony showed up five minutes after class.

"Could I talk with you for a few minutes?" Tony asked.

Ms. Rowley agreed.

Tony took a seat and dug his now crumpled list out of his pocket. "It's all
over the place that they brought Miller back. Word is that he tried to run
off."

"I'm not allowed to discuss other cases," Ms. Rowley said evenly. There
wasn't a hint as to whether Tony might be on the right track.

"Okay..." Tony hesitated, "but if he did, Mike might be looking for a
replacement guy." He gave the counselor a hopeful look.

This time there was a slight upturn to Ms. Rowley's lips. "Go on."

"Well, I've been thinking. I'm the best guy for the job. You said yourself
that I have leadership qualities. I do my work. Other kids follow me." Tony
looked at the woman to see how things were going. She seemed to be
listening which Tony took as a good sign. "I think I've made some really
good progress understanding my feelings and why I did the stuff that I did
to get me in here."

Ms. Rowley's smile grew. "You're pretty confident aren't you?"

"Yes, ma'am," Tony said firmly. "So, here's the deal. Miller fucked up,
ugh...I mean, messed up, and Mike might worry that somebody else will try
the same thing." He paused to see if Ms. Rowley was still with him. "I can
help with that. I'm the guy that they'll all listen to and follow."

The counselor shifted slightly in her seat.

Tony raised an eyebrow, "And, I think you know that."

The small room fell silent.

"And of course your request has nothing to do with wanting to be with
Cole," Ms. Rowley eventually said, somewhat playfully.

Tony felt his face flush.

"Well, you were right about Miller," she continued. "He did `wander' off.
And Mike and I have already discussed possible replacements."

Tony heard her say the words, but it took a few seconds for them to
register. He lowered his eyes and his shoulders sagged.

"I made the final decision this morning after breakfast," Ms. Rowley said
softly and pulled a file from a stack and set it down in front of her. She
tapped it with her pen. "I think this boy will make the most of an
opportunity like this."

Tony's hopes faded, he felt sad, empty, and as though all his energy had
just drained away. "Yes, ma'am" he whispered and slowly got to his
feet. "Sorry to have bothered you."

Ms. Rowley looked at him and laughed softly. "Tony, this is your file! I
selected you!"

"What did you say?" Tony asked, sitting back down, not quite sure he'd
heard correctly. His voice was soft but hopeful.

"I said, we're going to have to get you some new clothes. You'll be on the
bus out of here day after tomorrow."

Tony broke into a wide grin. "You're not shitting me?" He blushed, "Sorry,
I mean joking with me?"

Ms. Rowley grinned. "No. Both Mike and I agreed you should be given the
chance."

"I won't mess it up," Tony said sincerely. "I promise!"

"I know," Ms. Rowley agreed. "Here are the rules. Please read them
carefully and if you agree, sign at the bottom."

Tony gave the paper a quick scan and eagerly signed it. "Anything else?"

"We'll get your name on the court docket late tomorrow, the judge will have
to adjudicate your case and change your sentence.

"Will there be a problem with that?"

"I don't think so. The court has been very accommodating and wants to see
if this program will work. Mike's recommendation carries a lot of weight."

"Anything else?" Tony asked, his head spinning at how quickly everything
was happening.

"Report to the infirmary after lunch today...the medic will give you a
physical and will take measurements for new clothes.

"Yeah, sure, no problem." Tony was beaming.

"And, Tony, "Ms. Rowley said as she stood up and walked over to him,
"Figure out how you're going to handle being out there with Cole." The
counselor's tone had turned serious but supporting.

"Yes, ma'am," Tony whispered.

Ms. Rowley held her arms out and Tony stood and stepped close for a hug.

"Good luck," she whispered.

"Thanks," Tony said softly and gave her a tender squeeze.

* * * *

The work crew finished cutting logs and stacking wood. Mike had them break
camp and they moved down the road another twenty miles.

Just after noon they pulled off the dirt service road into a wide
wayside. Eight picnic tables, two fire pits, two outhouses, and an
overgrown forest trail made up a remote site for vacationers. At the start
of the trail, a marker told the story of the area over the past hundred
years. It explained how the area had been the center of timber operations
for the region.

"What are we going to do here?" Cole asked as he reached for his bag and
headed toward the door of the bus.

"Paint the tables, outhouses, and then cut back the brush along the trail,"
Mike explained, tossing stuff out the bus's door to kids waiting in line to
catch them.

Cole glanced out the window and saw that the dark green paint on the tables
and the sheds was faded and flaking off.

Cole turned and looked over his shoulder. "Hey, Bentley, hear that?" He
laughed. "It's your lucky day, they've got a crapper here!"

Half a dozen kids laughed as Bentley shot Cole a menacing look.

"I'm just saying," Cole shrugged and then smiled.

* * * *

While Mike got lunch going, the kids set up the rest of the camp. There was
a lull when the food wasn't quite ready but everything else had been done.

"You writing to Tony?" Pablo asked, sitting next to Cole at one of the
tables.

"Yeah," Cole said with a touch of frustration. "I don't know what to say."

"Tell him what we've been doing," Pablo said with a shrug.

"Yeah, then what?"

"Tell him you miss him, and what you miss most of all is his pecker in your
butt hole," Pablo laughed.

Cole's eyes bugged out. "You fucker!" He landed a punch on Pablo's arm to
add emphasis. "Shut the fuck up! Somebody might hear you!"

Pablo rubbed his shoulder and moved a little further away. "I was just
kidding," he said softly.

Cole took a breath and settled himself down. Looking down at the paper, he
said, "I'm not sure I can do this."

Pablo leaned forward, put his arms on the table and lay his head down. He
turned toward Cole. "Just tell him how you feel." Pablo's voice was now
soft and tender. "He probably already knows."

"Knows what?"

"That you like him."

Cole wasn't sure what Pablo was getting at.

"You do, don't you?"

Cole nodded.

"Dear Tony," Pablo started to dictate. "Besides your pecker in my butt
hole...I want you to know how much I really, really, like you."

Cole could tell Pablo was teasing, but only by half.

Pablo got to his feet and put a reassuring hand on Cole's shoulder. "You'll
figure it out," he said with a caring look and walked away.

Cole watched his friend head toward a group of boys lining up for
lunch. "Pablo knows me better than I know myself," he thought and, it was
at that moment that he knew they'd be friends forever, no matter what.

* * * *

Just after lunch the sky had darkened and clouds had rolled in. Mike had
directed the kids to tie everything down and get into their tents. "Just
some passing rain, not a storm," he had reassured them.

"Looks like Mike was right," Sammy sighed, closing the flap on the tent and
lying on top of the sleeping bag he shared with Levi. "It's just a slow,
steady rain."

Levi rolled over and propped his head on an elbow. "Want to play some
chess?"

"I would, but we don't have the stuff." Sammy shrugged.

Levi crawled over to his knapsack and dug out a small tin box. "How about
we use these?" He smiled, opened the lid, and poured a handful of plastic
chess pieces onto the sleeping bag.

"Where did you get those?"

"Asked Mike," Levi chuckled, "cost me a blowjob though!"

Sammy's face went white. "You sucked off Mike?"

Levi tried to keep a straight face but started to lose it. "Nah, it wasn't
Mike. He laughed, "It was that cute guard!"

Sammy was now wide eyed. "The one with the killer abs?"

Levi again tried to look serious. "Uh huh" he started, but his eyes gave
him away.

"You liar!" Sammy giggled.

"Well, I would of if he asked," Levi teased. "I bet he's hung like a
horse!"

"You're so full of shit." Sammy chuckled. "So how'd you really get them?"

"I asked Mike if he could have them sent over with the supplies."

"What about a board?"

Levi reached into his bag once again and pulled out several sheets of
folded paper. Each had squares colored in with pencil. "It's not fancy, but
it'll work."

"Awesome." Sammy smiled and lay down on his stomach. He started to place
pieces on the makeshift game board. "Usual bet?"

Levi nodded, "Yeah, winner takes all," which meant that the winner could
have his choice of a blowjob or a fuck.

Sammy, having white, made the first move.

"You're so predictable," Levi teased, having seen Sammy make the same move
dozens of times before.

"We'll see," Sammy said under his breath as he settled down and
concentrated.

* * * *

Levi looked over his shoulder as Sammy grabbed the waistband of his jeans
and started pulling them down over his ass. Levi was on his stomach and
Sammy was eagerly claiming his prize.

"I'll have to remember that move," Levi sighed as Sammy tugged a little
harder and Levi lost his pants.

Levi laid his head down as Sammy played with his butt.

Sammy stopped and gave Levi's left ass cheek a slap. "You tried to be a
naughty boy and take my queen. You got greedy, and now you're gonna get
what's coming to you!"

Levi laughed.

Sammy unzipped, pulled his own jeans open and scooted them down. He wiggled
as he pushed his briefs down as well. Both boys still had their shirts on
and their pants were now bunched around their ankles. Just their middles
were exposed.

Sammy lay down on top of Levi and settled his cock into the furrow between
his butt cheeks. He slowly moved it up and down working himself to
hardness. "Ready to get some dick up your ass?" he whispered playfully in
Levi's ear.

Levi spread his legs a little, the pants keeping him from doing
more. "Yeah, I guess so," he sighed and closed his eyes.

Sammy pushed himself back up, leaned over to his knapsack and retrieved his
tube of hand lotion. He popped the top, lubed his dick, and then Levi's
hole. As he lay back down, Sammy centered the tip of his cock between the
soft mounds of Levi's ass. He nudged it snugly against the entrance. Levi
lifted his hips as Sammy lowered himself, allowing all his weight to settle
on Levi's back. Gravity did the rest.  Sammy's cock bent at an odd angle
for a moment, but soon straightened out and sank into the warmth of Levi's
rear end.

"Ooooohh," Levi let out a soft breath as the thing slid deep.

Sammy pumped once to make sure he was right where he wanted to be. He
rested on Levi's back, his cock firmly in place. He didn't move. Levi's ass
muscles started gripping his cock and then releasing. The stiff shaft
seemed to have caused a kind of natural reaction. It was as if his butt was
making a futile attempt to expel the intruder.

Sammy tenderly kissed Levi on the side of the neck and then pushed his
tongue in Levi's ear. He could hear the rain as it pattered against the
canvas of the tent. The pleasant aroma of fresh forest air, and the clean
smell that comes just after a rain combined to arouse Sammy's senses. The
feel of his dick buried deep in Levi's warm chute made the moment
complete. Sammy started an intentionally slow and deliberate in and out
movement.

"Want to see how long we can do this?" Sammy whispered as he pushed in.

"Yeah," Levi chuckled, raising his ass to meet Sammy's thrust. "Let's go
for a record."

"Rainy day fucks are always the best," Sammy smiled and settled into a nice
rhythm.

"You think so?"

Sammy aimed the head of his dick to one side of Levi's ass and then the
other. "They're always the best," he moaned. Levi softly grunted when Sammy
hit something in there.

"I still get a turn, right?" Levi whimpered a few minutes later as Sammy
steadily continued on.

"It's going to rain all afternoon," Sammy whispered in Levi's ear as he
paused, and then resumed fucking. "You can do me, and then I'll do you
again. We'll probably be able to do it three or four times."

"Sweet, I like that idea, an all day fuck!" Levi sighed and closed his
eyes.

Sammy smiled, nothing else was said.

* * * *

Tony took a seat in back as the last of the supplies were loaded into a
Pathways van. After months in loose fitting jumpsuits and sandals, his new
jeans and work boots felt confining. He reached down and adjusted his dick,
hoping to make a tad more room for his nuts.

The road was uneven and after hitting the third or fourth pothole Tony
decided the van could use a new set of shocks.

"How far are we going?" Tony asked, making sure he could be heard over the
noise.

"About an hour more," the guard said cheerfully with a look in the rear
view mirror. "Might as well make yourself comfortable." He smiled.

Tony undid the ties on his knapsack and dug around until he found Cole's
letter. It had arrived just that morning and already Tony had folded and
unfolded it so many times it was in danger of falling apart.

"Dear Tony," Cole had written. "I think of you at least ten times a day. I
don't think anyone really knows what love is, but, well, what I feel for
you must be pretty close to it."

Cole had gone on to talk about the crew, the projects they had been doing,
and then a few very private thoughts.

"Oh, Pablo said I should tell you that I especially miss your pecker in my
butt hole," The first time Tony had read that he'd laughed until tears had
come. "But what I really miss is you holding me in your arms, protecting
me, keeping me safe." Those words had threatened to bring tears of a
different kind.

Tony spread his legs as his dick tried to grow.

"Oh, and yeah, Pablo might have been right about that other thing," Cole
had then drawn a smiley face.

"Love, Cole."

The ride out to the camp seemed to take forever. "I wish he'd hurry it up,"
Tony thought, glancing at the driver. He couldn't wait for them to get
there.

* * * *

Tony waited in his seat as the guard unlocked the side door of the van and
slid it open. Tony eagerly scanned the camp, but hadn't spotted Cole. In
fact none of the boys seemed to be taking much notice as the guard dug out
a cooler and started toward some picnic tables.

"Okay, you can get out now," he said over his shoulder to Tony, who got up
eagerly.

"Hey, a new kid!" one of the guys called out as Tony emerged. Tony didn't
recognize him, so he assumed he must be one of the kids from County.

A number of guys turned in his direction.

"Hey! Sammy squealed, it's Tony!" Sammy hurried over.

Several of the other guys from Pathways followed him.

Tony took a couple of slaps on the back and a few crude comments by way of
greeting. He half-heartedly accepted the attention, but he was more
interested in seeing Cole. He was just about to ask Sammy when Cole emerged
from the edge of the trees, pulling up his zipper and buckling his belt.

Sammy saw where Tony was looking and chuckled. "He was taking a dump!"

Tony could barely hear Sammy. In fact it was as if he was in a fog. All he
could see was Cole.

He walked a few steps in Cole's direction.

Cole must have become aware of the commotion and looked up. Their eyes
met. Cole's mouth opened in disbelief.

They took several more steps toward one another and then stopped.

"Hey," Tony said softly. "Surprised to see me?"

Cole seemed unable to find his voice. He nodded, `yes'.

"They needed somebody to take Miller's place. Think I'll do?"

Cole's eyes were growing moist.

Tony stepped close and put his hand on Cole's shoulder. "Want to show me
around?"

"Yeah, sure," Cole whispered.

"Just be sure you don't wander off," Mike called from a spot by the van. It
was clear to Tony he had meant that in more ways than one.

"Does he know about us?" Cole whispered as he led Tony around the camp.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he does."

Tony knew both of them were thinking the same thing. "I wish the fuck we
could be alone."

* * * *

Pablo didn't need to be asked if he could find another tent to share. As
soon as Mike had assigned clean up duty after supper Pablo had gone to him
and suggested the new kid might be more comfortable with a guy from his own
lock-up.

Mike held back his laughter. "If that's what you think," he had finally
managed, and Pablo had hurried off in search of a place to move to.

* * * *

Cole tied the flaps of the tent closed and turned around to see Tony
sitting on his sleeping bag, waiting for him. It had been agony for both of
them to keep their hands to themselves all through supper and then through
the campfire.

"Did you see Mike look straight at us when he said `let's have a quiet
night'?" Tony grinned.

Cole crawled over on his hands and knees. "I can do quiet," he whispered.

The first kiss was ever so soft, tender, and loving. Cole was still on all
fours when Tony leaned closer. Cole closed his eyes and waited for Tony.

When Cole opened his eyes, Tony lay back, pulling Cole back with him and
onto his chest. The second kiss was deeper and more passionate.

"God, you don't know how much I missed you," Tony whispered, wrapping his
arms around Cole.

"I missed you more," Cole whimpered as he snuggled closer and rubbed his
crotch against Tony's.

The boys made out for at least a half an hour, neither one rushing toward
anything else.

Tony's hands were all over Cole's clothed body before exploring under his
shirt, then down his pants.

Cole responded in kind and wrapped his hand around Tony's cock.

"Was Pablo right?" Tony chuckled as Cole stroked him. "Did you miss having
that in your butt hole?"

Cole blushed and then giggled, "Maybe, a little."

Tony tenderly rolled Cole onto his back and grew a bit more aggressive. "Is
it okay if I get you naked?" He teased.

"I thought that was the point of all this," Cole laughed softly.

Tony kissed him deeply.

"I want you to make love to me," Cole whispered, his voice barely above
that of the crickets and the forest sounds.

* * * *

Cole looked deep into Tony's eyes and spread his legs. Tony lay on top of
him and gently reached for the spot. Cole pulled his knees back and opened
himself to his lover. Tony's finger circled the tight ring and then moved
deeper.

Cole closed his eyes as Tony's lube moistened finger slid in and worked his
hole.

"You okay?"

Cole nodded. "It's wonderful."

Tony took his time, making certain Cole was enjoying every sensation.

"Ready?"

"Yeah, just make sure you put plenty of lube on it," Cole whimpered.

Tony gripped his cock at the base and nudged the head into the indentation
guarding Cole's private place.

Cole opened his eyes. The boy's stared lovingly at one another as Tony
slowly took what Cole so eagerly wanted to give. Cole felt the entire
length of Tony's cock finally lodge itself deep in his belly.

Tony leaned down, and the boy's exchanged an urgent, needy kiss.

Cole grunted when Tony pushed his legs back further, rolling him onto his
shoulders. "Do it," Cole begged, every part of his being now wanting Tony
in every possible way.

Tony's strong legs pushed forward and he started to fuck.

Cole closed his eyes and thanked God his love had returned to him.

* * * *

Ten Years later..

Tony watched the countryside slide by as the car made its way out of
town. He thought about everything that had happened since that summer long
ago. It still amazed him that things had worked out as they had.

He and Cole were in the backseat of Ms. Rowley's Ford. He felt Cole's hand
reach for his and give it a squeeze. Levi was sitting on the other side of
Cole while Sammy was up front with Ms. Rowley.

"Mike would have liked this," Cole said, nodding toward some forested land.

"Yeah, he sure seemed to enjoy being out here," Tony agreed.

Tony thought about the events of the last few days and couldn't help but
feel sadness. Ms. Rowley was one of Tony's bosses at the home repair
charity project she helped run. She'd taken Tony aside and had told him
Mike had passed away suddenly. "A heart attack," she'd explained to a
shocked Tony. Mike had been an active man and had still been working with
youth.

"He asked me some time ago if I would help out with a few things if
anything should happen," Ms. Rowley had explained. "Maybe he knew something
like this was a possibility."

Tony had listened, still in shock, as she spoke of Mike's wish that his
body be cremated and his ashes spread in the stand of trees that the boys
had planted ten years earlier.

"They won't be very big," Tony had smiled, remembering the spot Cole had
shown him.

"Thanks for helping me with this," Ms. Rowley had said as Tony stood to
leave.

"I'll bring Cole and maybe a couple of the other guys."


Cole squeezed Tony's hand a second time and they exchanged a tender
look. The two now shared an apartment, a bed, and a life together. The ring
on Cole's finger had been Tony's gift to him on their five year
anniversary.

Tony was head of a carpenter crew that rehabbed old buildings for use as
housing for underprivileged families. Most were single mothers trying to
raise their kids.

Cole worked at a carwash and hoped to earn a spot as an assistant manager.

"You never could keep your hands off somebody else's car," Sammy had
teased.

Sammy was now working on an advanced college degree. Levi had talked to his
parents about giving back to the community and they agreed they'd start
with helping Sammy. He was practically adopted by them. Since Levi had
gotten his father's attention by stealing and ending up in Pathways, the
two had talked and Levi had gone back to school as well.

Brandon had gotten out on his seventeenth birthday, but within two years
was locked up again. Tony had heard he was well on his way to being a
career criminal.

"Whatever happened to that Connor kid you said arrived at Pathways after I
started the summer project?" Cole asked Tony as they turned on to the dirt
road that would lead into the forest.

Tony had told all the guys the stories of the horny teen who loved to get
fucked.

"You'll never believe it," Sammy laughed.

"What?" Cole smiled.

"Jacoby called me last year. Conner's in Europe."

"What the fuck?" Cole laughed. "Oh, sorry Ms. Rowley," Cole still didn't
feel comfortable using her first name.

Ms. Rowley chuckled.

"Yeah, he's a high price rent boy!" Sammy giggled, "Said he'd also been
doing some porn."

"Oh, God," Tony rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, he's getting paid good money for what he liked to do for free."

All the boys laughed.

"Sorry, ma'am" Sammy tried to hold back another laugh.

"Maybe we should change the subject," she suggested.

* * * *

The ride back to town was somber. Sprinkling Mike's ashes at several of the
camp areas had brought back too many memories.

"Want to get a beer before we split up?" Tony asked as they exited
Ms. Rowley's car.

"Yeah, I guess," Levi answered.

"This way," Tony started down the street.

The small restaurant was crowded with the early evening rush.

"Hey, Pablo, got room for us?" Cole called over the noise.

Pablo grinned and cleared a corner booth in back for the guys.

"Where's Juanita?" Cole asked, taking a quick look around.

Pablo pointed toward the kitchen just as a gorgeous young woman came out
carrying a tray of food. Her lower belly had a noticeable bump.

Pablo took their orders and quickly hurried off.

"You said he got married?" Sammy laughed.

"Yeah, about three years ago," Cole smiled. "I got invited and brought Tony
along."

"I didn't think he'd be the marrying type." Levi chuckled.

"To be honest, it was a kind of hurried thing." Cole looked across the room
at Juanita. "It wasn't too long after, and Dante was born." Cole paused,
"And from the look of things he must have done it again!"

Everyone laughed.

When the drinks arrived Tony raised his bottle. As they all clinked them
together he said, "To Mike!"

"To Mike!" they all agreed.

* * * *

My sincere thanks to Andrew for help editing and offering numerous
suggestions for this story; I couldn't have done it without you. Thanks
also to my loyal readers and those that have written to offer
encouragement. If you have comments feel free to contact me at
playbuddy123@yahoo.com. Thanks, Jon