Date: Thu, 02 Feb 2006 23:25:12 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from Bentonville, Ch. 24

Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 24
By David Lee

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This story is completely fictional.  Most of the places mentioned, and none
of the characters exist in real life.  Some may possess physical or
personality characteristics of people I know or have known.  But if you see
yourself in this story, your imagination is better than mine!

"Tales from Bentonville" is a romantic story centering on the lives of high
school kids.  Lovers of other ages may appear, but not normally in a
cross-generational sense.  References to sex with under-age kids may be made
for the sake of the story line.  However, I feel that child molestation is a
crime and should not be glorified or tolerated.

This is my fifth attempt at writing fiction.  My other stories on Nifty
include: "Zeke" (August 29, 2005), "Always and Forever" (March 25, 2004)
under High School, "Brad and Alan's Canoe Trip" (April 23, 2004) under
Camping, and "Jacob and Jacques" (May 5, 2004) under High School.  Some
characters from previous stories may have cameo roles in this one.  However,
you need not read them first.


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Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 24

As Darrin and Dan helped John carry his meager possessions into Darrin's
small apartment, they could tell that his strength was waning.

"Drop the macho act and let Dan and me do it!" Darrin insisted.

"After today, I don't have a macho bone left in my body." John sighed.

"...Other than the one in your pants." Darrin quipped as he and Dan headed to
the car for the last things they had brought from the Tracewell's.

John blushed at Darrin's remark even though no one saw it since he was left
alone in the small living room.  He wondered if Darrin had seen the bulge in
his jeans when he had knelt in front of Jerry, or if there was some deeper
meaning in his teasing.  Or, was it just meant as a bit of "locker room"
humor to put him at ease?

John's mind was in turmoil.  His macho image had truly been shattered.  He
had worn the tough-guy facade for so long that he had grown into the image.
Who would have believed that a fragile old lady and a thin freshman boy
could have destroyed it?  John could have snapped either of them in two with
his bare hands.  Yet, both had an inner strength that was greater than his -
like iron.  And the iron was tempered with compassion.

He bit his lower lip to avoid getting all emotional again.  Then he realized
that he could cry if he wanted to.  No one that mattered would think him a
wimp if he did.  Some big tears emerged and flowed down his cheeks.

"What's wrong?" Dan cried as he set down a bag of John's clothes.

"Nothing," John smiled through the tears.  "Everything's about as good as it
can get at the moment."

Darrin stood back with a concerned look on his face.  John looked up and
motioned him over.

"Thanks for being willing to give me a chance.  You're crazy, do you know
that?"

"Yeah," Darrin grinned.  "I'm a real nut-case."

After Darrin had rearranged his closet and bureau to accommodate John's
clothes, he sent out for pizza.  He would like to have made a home-cooked
meal for John's first night out of the hospital, but he was frankly too
tired.  It had been a very long day.  At least he was off tomorrow and could
get rested up.

John seemed to delight in having pizza after several days of a sensible,
bland diet.  But by the time his stomach was full, he was ready to pass out
from fatigue.  Darrin quickly pulled out the trundle bed in his room and
popped it up.  He disconnected the scissor-like bars that kept it snug
against the main bed.  It could be used almost like a king sized bed, but he
thought it might be better to place it across the room with a narrow aisle
between.  He made the trundle up with fresh sheets and a couple of blankets.

"I'm sorry that you will have to be in such tight quarters.  We might be
able to move things out of my little office room and put your bed in there
tomorrow," Darrin suggested.

"I have no problem with this arrangement if it doesn't bother you," John
replied.

He actually thought that having someone near when he felt lousy wasn't a bad
idea.  He didn't mind sharing, but felt like he was imposing.

"Well, Dan, I had better get off of my butt and take you home," Darrin said.

Dan looked forlorn as he tried to work of the courage to say what he wanted
to.

"Would you mind a lot if I crashed on your couch.  No one will be home until
the wee hours anyway.  I can call and leave a message on the answering
machine -- like anyone's gonna care."

"It's no problem for me, but that sofa is pretty short for you.  I have an
air mattress and sleeping bag that would feel a lot more comfortable."

Dan smiled broadly as Darrin dug the mattress and air pump out of his hall
closet.  Darrin lined the sleeping bag with a sheet folded in half so that
Dan would have a clean surface against his skin. It didn't take long to
inflate the mattress and soon Dan had stripped down to his underwear and was
snuggly lying in the makeshift bed in the small living room.  After he got
in, he stripped off his briefs as well.  Might as well be comfortable, and
besides, he didn't have extra clean clothes to wear in the morning.

Sometime in the night, John cried out in his sleep.  He was thrashing around
trying to run from someone with a gun.  He sobbed as the bullets tore into
his flesh and chipped his ribs.

Dan didn't hear him, but Darrin was awake in an instant.  He lay on the bed
beside John and held the younger man until he calmed down.  It was very
crowded in the twin-sized bed, but John clung to Darrin as if he were a
life-preserver.  Since it was chilly in the room, Darrin slid under the
covers with John.  They remained that way until early morning when Darrin
awoke and disentangled himself in order to go to the bathroom.  When he came
back in, he climbed into his own bed which seemed suddenly cold and lonely.

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On Saturday morning, the Johnson's out-of-town company got ready to head to
their respective homes.  Colton said a tearful goodbye to his mother and
then turned to shake Dwayne's hand.  Dwayne pulled the boy into a hug
instead.  Colt felt that this guy just might be worthy of his mother's love.
  He hoped that they would get together permanently.  It was so cool that
Dwayne didn't seem to be offended at the prospect of having a gay step-son.

Seeing Wade off also tugged at Colton's heartstrings.  Although he hadn't
grown up knowing his biological father, he had developed some genuine
feelings for the man.  And, he liked Roger a lot too.  All of the males had
bonded during the past few days.  Colt could hardly wait until they could be
together again at Christmas.  The cottage would be closed by then, but DJ
had plenty of room for the big dinner and between Greta's place and DJ's,
they had more than enough bedrooms to go around.  Wade and Roger could share
the room across from the boys as they had before.

The bright spot for Colt that day was that Dave and Dustin would be coming
in the afternoon to spend about 24 hours with Dane and him.  At first,
Dustin had decided not to come.  His father had been injured when his HumVee
had been hit by a road-side bomb and the family wasn't sure how serious his
injuries were.  Unlike Dane's mother, Dustin's didn't have the luxury of
flying off the Germany to be with her husband.  Dustin hated to leave his
mother and siblings to face that alone.  However, his mom had insisted that
he needed to spend some time away with his friends.

"You have taken on the responsibilities of the man of the house since Dad
left.  You need to relax; be a kid.  I remember how refreshed you were after
the last time you were with them.  This is what you need," she had said with
firmness in her voice.

Dustin appreciated her outlook.  He was pretty sure that she wouldn't feel
that way if she knew why he had come back so relaxed the last time.  Someday
he would have to face that, but today was not the time.  His mother had too
many worries at the moment without his adding to them.

Dave's father, Geoff, drove the two to the cottage just after noon.  Dane
and Colt had lunch ready and insisted that he eat with them before
returning.  He said that he could grab a burger on the way back, but he gave
in when he saw that their invitation was genuine.

Over lunch, the five of them talked about school, wrestling meets, the
up-coming college bowl games, and life in general.  Everyone was trying not
to discuss Dustin's father's condition; "ignoring the elephant in the room
as it were."

"I know you are trying to distract me, but I have to talk about it," Dustin
announced.  "I don't know what is going to happen.  Dad has a head injury.
It could mean that he will recover quickly.  It could mean partial
disability, or it could mean he will be a vegetable.  I have to face that
possibility."

"You know I'll be with you whatever happens," Dave offered.

"Yeah, I do, but that's gonna be harder if he comes home.  You know how he
is about gays.  There is no way we can hide forever."

Dave reached out and squeezed Dustin's hand.  Dustin closed his eyes but not
before a couple of big tears escaped from them.  Mr. Harrison took Dustin's
other hand and covered it with his.

"You know that Norma and I support both of you.  If things get bad with your
father, you are always welcome to live with us.  I'm sure David wouldn't
mind that arrangement," he smiled.  "I'm looking forward to you as my
son-in-law.

Dustin managed a weak grin in return.  He knew that Dave's parents would not
let him go without a home if his dad threw him out.

After Geoff Harrison departed, the boys began to pick up the lunch things
and put them away.  Colt asked Dustin to build the fire back up while the
rest did kitchen duty.  By the time they were finished, the living room was
toasty.

As they had done on the last occasion, the couples cuddled on opposite ends
of the long sofa.  Dane began to unbutton Colt's shirt and Colt helped Dane
with his pull-over.  Soon the two were naked to the waist.

Dave and Dustin got into the act and began undressing each other as well.
It wasn't long before there were four completely naked teens in the room.
All were sporting very stiff pricks.

Dustin pushed his lover back on the couch and dropped to his knees so that
he could bury his face in Dave's crotch.  He swallowed Dave's cock in one
gulp.  Dave moaned in appreciation.

On the other end of the sofa, Colt was straddling Dane and gently humping
against his abdomen where their steely tools were trapped between them.
They were both grunting and sighing, expressing their love and lust.

After a few minutes of this, Colt got up and pulled Dane down to the rug by
the hearth.  There the two wasted no time in getting into their favorite
position.  Side by side they lay, nursing each other's cocks.

Since the couch was now free, Dustin lay back bringing Dave down on top of
him.  They kissed and nibbled for a short time before Dave twisted around to
give both of them access to each other's meat.  From that point, it turned
into a marathon of sucking.  The only sounds in the room, besides the
crackling of the fire, were those of slurping and moaning.

With muffled growls and whimpers, Dane and Colt reached their climaxes.
They filled their lovers' mouths with big loads of hot cum.  Both swallowed
and nursed until there was no more to be had.

Their vocal expressions drove their companions over the edge like the sound-
track in a porn movie would.  The other young men shuddered and began to
pump.  Dustin could have choked on the flood that Dave produced, but Dave
pulled out at the last possible moment and covered Dustin's chest and abs
instead.  There was a small lake in Dustin's bellybutton.  Dave was proud of
his copious production.  He might not be quite as well endowed as his three
companions, but he had them all beat in juice quantity.  The other guys'
admiration didn't hurt his self-image one bit.

"Whoa!" Dane exclaimed.  "Let me get a rag to wipe that up before it gets on
Grandma's furniture."

"No," Dustin cried.  "Bring a soup spoon!"

Everyone giggled, and Dane brought both.  Watching Dustin scoop up Dave's
cum and eat it turned the rest on.  They were hard again without even
touching themselves.  Dustin let Dave lick the spoon.  Then, they
French-kissed for awhile.

All four took a position on the floor with their backs resting against the
couch and leisurely kissed and cuddled their partners.  The boys never went
soft while playing with each other for the half hour before they got
seriously horny again.

This time, Dane move away from the sofa and Colt sat between his legs facing
him with his legs on each side Dane's hips.  This position put their cocks
and balls in close contact.  Dane reached past his own dick and began to
jack Colt's.  Colt did the same.

The other pair had never tried this and thought it looked very sexy indeed.
They loved the intimate feeling.  Soon they were flogging each other's meat
with abandon.

Dave began to whimper first.  Dustin followed quickly.  It would have taken
a stop-action camera to prove which one came first.  They quickly moved into
a 69 position to clean each other up so that not a drop was wasted.

Colt and Dane aped their actions seconds later.  Finally, all were sated for
the time-being.  They decided to shower and climb under blankets since the
fire was dying down some.

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At Darrin's place, the three guys were up early, but didn't rush around that
morning.  Darrin started the coffee pot and then proceeded to whip up some
pancakes from a mix.  He had only a quarter of a pound of bacon left, so he
micro-waved it all.  There wasn't enough in the house to feed guests for any
length of time.  He would need to get to the store.

Dan helped by getting out plates and mixing up some orange juice from frozen
concentrate.  Neither would let John exert himself, so he took a shower and
got dressed in some sweats before eating.

John and Dan seemed to savor every bite.  They ate slowly as if each taste
was a delight.  It occurred to Darrin that the Tracewell boys had probably
not experienced very much in the way of home cooking.  He would have to
remedy that.

After breakfast, Dan got cleaned up, but had to put on yesterday's clothes.
John loaned him some clean underwear.  Darrin had an extra, unused
toothbrush from his last dental visit that he said Dan could keep in the
bathroom cupboard to use whenever he slept over.  Dan knew from this gesture
that he would be welcome in the future.  He felt good, like he had another
brother.

Darrin notice that John was looking in the mirror unhappily while messing
with his poorly dyed black hair.  No matter what John did, it didn't please
him.  He was beginning to tire of the image he had become.

"Why don't you let me call the lady at the salon I go to in Cosgrove to see
if she has any openings today?" Darrin suggested.

"I can't afford it if she does." John complained.

"Let me call and we'll work it out, okay?"

The stylist that Darrin went to in the mall was happy to hear from him.  She
had had a cancellation from a lady who was to get a color job.  That left a
big hole in her morning.  If the guys could get there in 45 minutes, she
could do whatever John wanted.  Darrin quickly accepted the appointment and
told the guys to get ready.

Dan was happy to have a chance to go to the mall.  He hated being cooped up
in Bentonville all of the time and hadn't been to Cosgrove since John's car
was impounded.  He would check out the shops to see if there were any
bargains while John was getting his hair cut.

At the salon, Darrin found some pictures of hair styles on guys who had the
facial type that John did.  John didn't look at any of them closely.  He
knew that he would never look as hot as those guys did.  He was an ugly
loser.  Anyway, Darrin was paying for this, so he let Darrin do the
choosing.

After the stylist and Darrin conferred, the process began.  First, the lady
used some color-stripper to remove the shoe-polish looking dye job that John
had given himself.  Then, she began to cut.  Next, she used a bit of
lightener to tip the ends of his hair.  Finally, she added gel and worked it
into a kind of casual, "messy" style that looked fantastic on him.  All this
was done with John facing away from the big mirrored wall.

When she was satisfied, she turned the chair around so that John could see
the results.  His eyes bugged out.  He could barely recognize the stud who
stared back at him.  He touched the ends of his hair in wonder.

"If you don't like it, I can do something a little more conservative," the
stylist offered.

"No, no, I love it.  I just can't believe it's me."

Darrin smiled broadly.  His gamble had paid off.  When he settled the bill,
he included a handsome tip for his favorite hair-dresser.

Dan, who was sitting in the waiting area, gasped as his older brother
emerged looking like a new person.  John had always looked kind of scruffy.
Now, he looked fantastic.

"I want to get my hair styled too!" Dan exclaimed.  "If it can do that much
for an ugly sucker like you, imagine how cute I'll look." He teased.

John beamed.

"So, you want to emulate your big bro, huh?"

"Emulate?" Darrin laughed.  "Isn't that a rather big word for a high school
student?"

"Hey, just because I'm an ugly loser druggy-type doesn't mean I'm stupid."

"No," said Darrin still smiling.  "You aren't stupid and you aren't those
other things that you listed.  You have made some bad choices and you have
done some unfortunate things, but that doesn't mean you are that way inside.
  You can be a new person.  We all have choices."

John looked thoughtful as he nodded in agreement.  Then, he stepped in front
of the mirror once more to glance at his new look.  Damn, he was not bad
looking!

John drew a number of looks from girls and guys alike as the trio walked
down to the food court to have a bite of lunch.  After they had eaten,
Darrin suggested that they shop for a couple of new shirts for John in order
to complement his new hairdo.  John resisted, saying that the mall prices
were too high, so the group ended up at Target where John eventually picked
a few clothes from the sale-rack that were decidedly more attractive than
his old wardrobe.

When Darrin mentioned buying a few groceries while they were out, the
Tracewell brothers insisted on kicking in some money to help pay for them.

"Guys, you don't have to do this," Darrin said.

"Yeah we do; at least I do," John insisted.  "I'm gonna get a job so that I
can pay my share.  If you are nice enough to put me up, I've gotta pull my
own weight around here."

Darrin gave in finally.  It wasn't that feeding another guy, or even two,
would break him.  He had quite a bit in the bank from the insurance
settlement, though he had a hard time spending it since it reminded him of
his family's death.  He let John help because he knew that John needed to.
It would be a small step toward becoming a responsible adult.


Dan figured that he had better go to his own home when they got back to
Bentonville despite the fact that he didn't really want to.  Darrin went in
with him in case there was any trouble with the parents.  John remained in
the car since he no longer felt welcome there and he was tired from the
shopping excursion.  No one was home.  There was a note, accompanied by a
few dollars, telling Dan to buy pizza or whatever for supper.

Darrin told the boy to get some changes of clothes and to leave a message
telling his parents where he would be for the next couple of nights.  Dan
didn't even mention that he shouldn't impose on Darrin's hospitality again
so soon.  He quickly gathered some things, grabbed the cash, and scribbled a
hasty note.

Later, when Dan had bedded down on the air mattress, John and Darrin were
alone in the bedroom.  Both had stripped to their underwear and were ready
to go to bed when John brought up something he had wrestled with all
afternoon.

"I'm ready to settle up for my new hairstyle," he said blushing.  "I could
do what I did for Jerry if you want.

"Whoa!" Darrin exclaimed.  "You aren't going to trade your body for a
favor."

"I guess you wouldn't want me," John said sadly.

Darrin pulled John up from his seat on the bed and hugged him.

"John, you're not cheap!  Don't misuse your body.  You can't pay back people
you've hurt, or people who do things for you, by sucking them off.  Look,
you're a great guy.  Anyone would be pleased to be with you, but not out of
a feeling of obligation.  When you do it, it's gotta be for love."

John was feeling embarrassed about his offer, but he was feeling nice in
Darrin's arms.  He had never considered the possibility of loving another
guy.  He had used a number of them for sexual relief.  Hell, he had used a
few girls that way too, but found that they didn't give as good head as
males.  He wondered if he had feelings for other guys or just this one.

If he did fall for Darrin would that screw everything up?  Would he be
thrown out?  Could Darrin ever feel anything for him?

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Joel wasn't exactly heartbroken that his parents and brother had to leave on
Saturday afternoon.  That had been the best schedule for flying home when
they had made the reservations.  The whole time had been stressful and Joel
was glad that he had Sunday to rest up in before having to face school
again.

School wasn't all that bad since he was beginning to fit in.  Besides, there
was the trip to Belize over Christmas with ALEX!  Oh, that would keep him
happy in anticipation for the next four weeks.  He would probably be
disappointed.  Alex would likely turn out to be very straight and not be
available, but Joel could dream.  His day dreams were becoming as erotic as
his sleeping ones.  Those would have been wet ones if he were not keeping
his balls pretty well drained.

At the airport, Ward Teague made one more effort to intimidate his
father-in-law.

"You will hear from my lawyers as soon as I get home," he threatened.

"Save your money, son.  I made sure that what you signed is iron-clad and
air-tight.  If you pursue this, the real winners will be the legal staff,
but I will still keep Joel."

So, Joel's parents and brother headed for the security gate with a barely
civil goodbye.  At one time, Joel would have been hurt by this, but not
anymore.  Rhys put a fatherly arm on his shoulder as they went back to the
car.  Joel put an arm around the old man's waist and gave him a quick
squeeze of appreciation.

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On Monday morning, the kids resumed school.  John was quite apprehensive
about returning.  Darrin called work to say that he would be coming in a bit
late because he had an important errand.   It was true.  Going to see the
principal with John was as important as anything he could think of.

Mr. Haggerty motioned the pair into his office.

"Welcome back to Bentonville High, John.  I understand that you have been in
the hospital.  Since your brother got assignments from your teachers, I
guess that you are not so far behind but what you will be able to catch up."

"You mean I'm not expelled?" John asked in astonishment.  "I have to go to
court soon and I may be put in prison for leaving the scene of an accident."

"Well, John, if you have been awake in Government Class, I suspect that you
know that a person is presumed innocent in this country until he or she is
proven guilty.  I take the same view about school.  Unless I have good
reason to suspend or expel someone, I will give the benefit of the doubt.  I
have heard rumors that you and your brother have acted like bullies around
here.  Be sure that I don't find that to be true.  I have no tolerance for
bullying!"

"Yes, sir," John answered.  "I'll make sure that Dan and I both walk the
straight and narrow."

Principal Haggerty nodded.  He had a feeling that John would likely do just
that.  If he faced the possibility of a prison sentence, he would probably
be a model citizen in hopes that he would get off with a lighter sentence.

"By the way, John, I approve of the new look.  It can't hurt to appear
clean-cut when you go to court."

"And now, Mr. Holmes, what can I do for you?"

Darrin wasn't used to being addressed as "mister" and grinned when he
responded.

"Uh, John is living with me now and I came to give him some moral support as
well as to report his address and phone number changes."

"That's great.  I'm sure John will do well with you as his mentor.  Please
see the receptionist about the changes.  Now, if that's all, I have to go
check the lunchroom before classes begin."

John shook hands with the principal before he and Darrin left the office.
Outside in the hall, John wanted to hug Darrin, but shook his hand instead.
After all, he couldn't look too much like a wuss at school or he might leave
himself open to the kind of shit he had dished out to Jerry.

The students at Bentonville High were surprised when they saw John in the
hall. Some wondered who the new kid was; the rest couldn't believe the
transformation that had taken place with him.  He looked and acted entirely
different from the person they had known before.

John's teachers appreciated the clear-eyed young man who was beginning to
make an effort to participate in classes.  He no longer slouched down
looking bored.  He was actually taking notes and answering questions.  They
were impressed.

Not everyone liked the new John. At lunch, one of John's former associates
started to give Jerry some crap, but John stepped in.

"Leave him alone, Derek," John insisted.

"What's wrong with you?  Have you turned into some kind of a pussy?" Derek
asked.

"Maybe yes, maybe no," John responded with a hard look on his face.  "Either
way, I'm tough enough to take care of your sorry ass!"

Derek backed down and left.

"Thanks," Jerry smiled.  "I can't believe you did that, but I appreciate it.
  You really are okay."

John smiled in return.  For the first time in a long time, he was proud of
himself.  He had done the right thing.

"Well," John responded.  "You said that I wasn't evil anymore and maybe you
were right.  I don't feel evil."

Jerry and Carrie joined John and Dan for lunch since John's old
acquaintances were now avoiding him.  (Most of them had only hung around
with him because they figured he had connections to drugs.)

Alex was mystified when he saw the seating arrangement.  He decided to sit
at the table where Trent, Sara, Dane, and Colt were eating.  Joel joined
them and was please to see that he got a friendly smile from both Johnson
boys.  Evidently he was no longer on the "Z" list with them.

As Dane and Colt observed their lunch companions, they were more certain
than ever that Alex and Joel were destined to become a couple.

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A couple of states away, Marvin Wold was thinking about how he would spend
Christmas.  He had recently been paroled after serving five years in an
Indiana prison for indecent contact with a minor.  His probation officer had
just visited and Marv knew that the man was overloaded with cases and
wouldn't miss him for some time if he skipped out.  Maybe he'd go visit the
Tracewell family.  He had always been welcomed there...

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Author's note:  Hey guys, thank for writing to me this week.  This includes
Rad, Tom H., Tony W., Andrew F., Mike K., Joe, "Phantom," Jim C., Jon,
Allen, Dyllon, Alastair, Paul W., and Carroll.  I love you guys!

Well, the AFA thinks that they got "The Book of Daniel" canceled on NBC.  I
don't believe it.  I think it died because it was STUPID!

Has anyone else seen "Brokeback Mountain?"  I've got to say that I cried
more than half way home.  It's a must see!  The religious wrong (they think
they're right) is upset about the awards that it is up for.  Awesome!

David