Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2005 20:40:01 +1100
From: Ar Bee <arbee_tas@hotmail.com>
Subject: Street Wise - Chapter 8: The Visit

The visit to Aaron's place was memorable indeed for both the guys. It wasn't
just straight to the bedroom and into it, Aaron obviously had that in mind
for later, but for the first part, they just went out the back, chatted,
played ball and generally mucked about till lunchtime. Aaron had prepared
lunch before their arrival, ham, cheese and salad sandwiches, all of which
were eaten by three hungry guys. The afternoon was awesome, two and a half
hours of it being spent in Aaron's room indulging in their pleasure. By the
time they had to go, the guys both knew they had a new friend, one they knew
would last.
Cammo made several trips over the holiday period to his girlfriend's house.
Her name was Karen, she went to his school and was a very attractive female.
They'd enjoyed intimate contact for some time, Cammo having done the deed
with her a few weeks after their first meeting. They were now the best of
friends and enjoyed their intimacy together, whenever it happened. Cammo
always made sure he wore a condom, every time, he was far too wise to fall
into that trap.
Joey made his visit about half way through January. Cammo noticed a definite
difference in the kid; he was more mature and was starting to develop
physically as well. Cammo couldn't decide whether to ask him if he still
wanted to; he was different to Rocky. Todd had gone to work when Joey
arrived, so Cammo took him into the lounge before showing him around the
rest of the unit.

"Well, this is my home Joey, whatya think? Cammo asked.

Joey was impressed. "Yeah Cammo, it's nice. It's only fairly small but it's
perfect for you and Todd.

"Yeah, my thoughts exactly," Cammo said. "Now, we've got the full day to
ourselves, is there anything you wanna do especially?"

Joey looked at his feet for some time before looking squarely into Cammo's
eyes. "Well," he said, "there is one thing I wanna ask you."

"Go for it," Cammo replied.

"That time you visited the drain, just after Todd took you in, remember?"
Joey asked.

"Yeah," Cammo replied.

"Well, you did something that day I've never forgotten. It was real cool and
I was wondering if you, well, um..., wanted to do it again?" Joey looked and
sounded shy.

Cammo looked squarely at him. "Are you saying you want me to?" he asked.

"Yeah," Joey replied. "You did it so cool that day, like I said, I've never
forgotten it. Rock's good but he never done it as good as that."

Cammo was half hard in his jocks, this kid was irresistibly cute and he
could well remember the smoothness of his incredible thighs against his
plunging cock. Joey's eyes shifted to the bulge in Cammo's jeans.

"I might be wrong," he said, "but I reckon that lump has just answered my
question for me."

Cammo put an arm around his shoulders. "If you still want to Joey, I'm
certainly not gonna spoil your fun. Anything else you wanna do besides
that?"

"Yeah," Joey replied, "before we left the drains, Rock and me were into
sucking each other. Would you let me give him a suck for you?"

"Do you really have to ask?" Cammo queried.

They entered Cammo's room, getting naked quickly before Joey pushed Cammo
towards the bed, getting him to lie on his back. Cammo was as rigid as he
could remember as Joey kneeled between his legs, bending forward before
taking nearly all of Cammo's cock into his warm, soft mouth. Joey's mouth
worked its miracle for only a short time before Cammo had to tell him to
stop, if he didn't, the morning was going to be spoiled.

"Sorry man," Cammo said, "I guess you're just too good."

"That's cool," Joey replied, lying face down on the bed next to Cammo,
"maybe it'll be better this way."

Cammo sat up and looked down at the smooth cheeks and upper thighs, his mind
busy remembering how soft and smooth it had been between them all those
months ago.

"What're you waiting for?" Joey asked.

Cammo didn't have to be asked twice, he quickly straddled Joey and guided
his cock to the smooth wonderland, holding his breath as he felt it slip to
full depth before breathing out noisily as his pubes contacted Joey's
cheeks. Oh jeez shit, this was even better than he remembered, Joey's thighs
felt even smoother than before. Cammo took the first tentative thrust,
feeling the warm, smooth skin against his cock transmitting feelings he
didn't believe. Joey moved beneath him, savouring the feeling of Cammo's
smooth cock, waiting for the charge he knew wouldn't be too far away.
Within a few minutes, Cammo's charge burst between Joeys thighs in a
powerful white torrent, Joey squirming as he felt the warm fluid, opening
and closing his legs in an attempt to maximise the pleasure he felt.
Cammo was spent and collapsed fully onto Joey, breathing deeply. That had
been one of the most incredible climaxes he'd ever had. After several more
minutes, he pushed himself up and withdrew his now half hard cock from
Joey's wonderland.

"That's only the first for the day Joey," he said. "Tonight, I'm gonna go
you like nothing else so you'd better ready yourself man. Hey, do you wanna
suck?"

"Nah," Joey replied, "Leave it till tonight, I had a good pull before I came
round cause I had a fair idea you'd still want to."

"Cool," Cammo replied, "tonight then."

"Yeah, now whatya got planned for the day?" Joey asked.

Cammo outlined his plans for the next two days, leaving out details of the
evenings and nights, these could be planned on the spot, they weren't things
that could be laid out in advance.
The days were enjoyable for both of them, doing things together and enjoying
each other's company, despite the age difference. Their evenings and nights
were enjoyed to the full also, their activities in Cammo's room almost being
the highlight of the visit. They were both saddened when Joey had to return
to his family, but their spirits were buoyed by the knowledge they could
always spend more time together during future holidays.

Todd had to make a trip to the north during the holidays. He'd be leaving
Cammo alone in the unit for a couple of days, but wasn't worried. He knew
Cammo was sufficiently responsible to be able to take care of himself for
two days.

"You just make sure you don't get up to no good while I'm away," Todd joked.
" I don't wanna come home and find used condoms littering the place."

"Bugger," Cammo returned, "I was planning a huge orgy too. Never mind, have
to wait till you get back I suppose, then you can join in too."

He received a very old fashioned look from Todd. "Yeah, but don't forget, if
you need anything at all, just go and see Mrs. Ulricht next door. I've had a
word with her and she'll help out. OK?"

Todd duly left the following day and Cammo spent his time watching TV and
using the Playstation. He had no plans really to leave the house and wanted
it to be neat and tidy when Todd returned.
The following morning, around ten o'clock, Cammo received a phone call from
Todd.

"Hey man, I want you to be home at three this arvo, that OK with you?"

"Yeah Todd," Cammo replied, "didn't have any plans anyway."

"Good," Todd said, "I'll see you at around three then." He hung up.

Cammo was sitting in the lounge room when Todd returned, hearing without
taking notice of the garage door opening and closing. He heard the key in
the front door, but kept on reading his book, it was only Todd after all.

"Hello Cam." The female voice penetrated through his concentration.

Cammo looked up into the face of a woman in her early forties, a very
attractive face lined by the hard life she had endured. He noticed tears
brimming in her eyes and the smile of affection on her lips.

"Mum?" he queried.

The woman walked to the centre of the room, her eyes still on Cammo.

"Mum?" Cammo repeated, "is that you?" He stood and approached the woman.

"Yes Cam, it's me."

Cammo's eyes studied the woman for several minutes, his face showing no
emotion whatever. Finally.

"You walked out that night, leaving me with my drunken father. You didn't
even try to help me and when I asked him where you were, I got the same
treatment and was thrown out the door with nothing, nothing! I spent three
years living like an animal in drains with other kids, fending for myself at
thirteen, stealing to survive, scrounging for food. You never even tried to
find me and now, here you are, tears in your eyes telling me you're my
mother." He brushed past the woman, heading for his room. "I don't think I
wanna know you, now or ever!"

"Cammo, Cammo..." Todd's voice trailed off; there was obviously no point right
now.

Todd entered the lounge room and sat down, indicating the other chair to
Cammo's mother. "I told you this might happen," he said. "He's got a mind of
his own that one, he's done it hard. When I took him in, as I told you, he
wasn't easy, but when you look at him now compared to what he was when he
first arrived, the difference is so astounding as to be almost unbelievable.
We'll get there Fiona, it'll only be a matter of time once he's heard your
story. Anyway, I've got the documentation at work to prove it to him, and he
can't dispute that."

They talked for some time before Todd offered to take Fiona back to where
she was staying. There was little point in her staying at the unit, Cammo
having received her as he had, she may as well go back to the motel while
Todd attempted to square things off. The Department had footed the bill for
her to stay at a local motel while things were sorted out with Cammo.
They left the unit, Cammo hearing the garage door again, only emerging from
his room when he was sure she had gone. He sat in the lounge room, his mind
in a whirl, he hadn't even thought of his mother for the last three years
and now here she was, back again, obviously wanting a new start with him.
How was he expected to feel after nearly four years?
Todd returned an hour later, an official looking folder under his arm. He
said nothing of the visit to Cammo, knowing if he even mentioned it, Cammo
could fly off the handle; there was still a bit of work to be done on him
yet.
Todd threw the folder on the dining room table and sat down, inviting Cammo
to do the same. He opened the folder and perused the contents, finding the
articles he required before placing them in front of Cammo, asking him to
read them fully. Cammo read for a full half hour, the expression on his face
changing from dour to disbelief. His reading revealed a long and bitter
struggle on his mother's behalf, attempting to cut through red tape, coming
up against obstacles that appeared impenetrable, her own attempts at
searching and her final, inevitable defeat at the hands of officials. She
had searched through Departments and agencies for the last three and a half
years attempting to locate Cammo, finally giving up in exasperation when her
enquiries met with a blank time and time again.

"Is this right?" Cammo asked.

"As it's written Cammo," Todd replied. "Everything you read there is
correct, that's the full and complete record of your mother's efforts."

Cammo just stared at the paperwork in disbelief, then, despite his
disinterest, "What about Dad, anything about him?"

Todd opened the folder again, taking a sheet of paper out and putting it in
front of Cammo. The sheet revealed his father had passed away two and a half
years earlier, stricken by and riddled with cancer. Despite his disinterest,
Cammo felt tears in his eyes. He remembered the good times of his early
childhood; it hadn't been bad the whole time.
Cammo sat for many minutes, his head cradled in his hands, his eyes glued to
the sheets of paper in front of him. This didn't seem possible, someone had
cared after all.

"So what happened," he asked. "Someone, somewhere frigged it up, they
must've."

"There was a certain guy in our Department who wasn't doing his job
properly," Todd admitted. "He was found out quite some time ago and
enquiries were made into him. Those enquiries have only just finished and he
was sacked last week. Your mother's file was in a drawer gathering dust and
he was the only one who knew about it, even though the Department has been
looking for her since you came into our care. All I can do is apologise for
him Cammo, this sort of thing doesn't happen often and if it happens at all,
it's usually a case of mistaken identity, not slackness like this time."

"I've gotta think about this," Cammo said. "I musta hurt Mum deeply by what
I said. Shit Todd, I thought she didn't care, I couldn't believe it when I
saw her standing there, all I wanted to do was hate her."

"Look mate," Todd explained, "she's staying at a motel fairly close to here.
What I suggest is, that you have a good long think about it, and what you've
read there. She's agreed to wait until we've had a good long talk, until
I've been able to explain the difficulties she's had. You've come a long way
in the last hour reading what you have so my suggestion is this. We'll leave
it for tomorrow, we'll have a good talk and if you're agreeable, you can
meet her again the day after tomorrow. How's that sound?"

Cammo was silent for several minutes, the events of the afternoon going over
and over in his mind. He'd hated her to start with, he'd seen an uncaring
woman standing in front of him, but having read what he had, his opinion was
now changing. That had been his Mum, the woman he'd cared most about all
those years ago.

"Yeah, cool Todd. I can't say I'm not pissed with that guy in your
Department, if I ever meet him I'll take his fuckin' head off."

Todd smiled, more to himself than anything else. This kid had a mind of his
own and he knew well if Cammo ever did meet the slacker, he was more than
capable of carrying out his threat.

"OK, that's good Cammo, we'll have a good long talk tomorrow and go from
there. I can assure you your Mum hasn't been idle in her attempts, she's
upset at the present of course but I explained to her before we got here
what your reaction might be, and she was the first to understand. She's
happy to wait and see what the results are."

Cammo said nothing, his mind was still turning events over and over and he
was incapable of making any decision right now. After what he had read, it
was obvious his mother had tried to locate him, and despite his earlier
feeling of hate towards her, he was warming to the idea of a new start,
remembering the affection between them all those years ago.


To be continued