Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2006 14:54:56 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from Bentonville, Ch. 31

Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 31
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 31

The last part of February proved to be nastier than all the rest of the
winter days combined.  The snowstorm that hit was not totally unexpected,
but it was quite unwelcome.  People had begun to think of spring.  Libidos
that had been rising with the mild temperature and blue skies were chilled
by the snowy blast that hit the Midwest.

The weekend began early for the kids at Bentonville high.  On Friday
morning, school was cancelled due to the weather.  Greta was up early to
monitor the news.  Just before the school cancellation announcements went on
the Cosgrove station, she got a call from her superintendent saying that she
should activate the phone tree to make sure all of the teachers were
informed.  She did so immediately and then climbed the stairs to knock
softly on the boys' bedroom door.

"We're getting up Grandma," Colt said sleepily.

"Don't bother; school is called off because of the snow.  You boys can catch
up on your sleep."

"Thanks," Colton responded before planting a kiss on Dane's neck.

Dane had been waking up, but now he wanted to go back to sleep.  He cuddled
Colt from behind, caressing his morning erection.  The feeling was
stimulating in one sense, but soothing in another.  In a few minutes the
boys were sawing logs again.

An hour later, Dane awakened with the knowledge that he had to take a wicked
piss.  He bolted out of bed and ran to the nearby bathroom.  Colt joined him
at the pot before he had finished.

They brushed their teeth and then shared a leisurely shower in which there
was as much playing around as there was washing up.  Both emerged clean, but
quite horny.

Back in the bedroom, they took care of their sexual appetites before going
down to satisfy their nutritional ones.  It wasn't pure lust, but it came
close.  They were both hot for each other -- maybe because they were well
rested.

When Colton pulled a tube of KY jelly out of the nightstand, Dane's eyes
widened in anticipation.

"Uh, are you planning to put that big thing in my ass?" he queried.

"If you mean my middle finger, you are right on target," Colton giggled.

Dane breathed a sigh of relief.  He knew that they would cross that bridge
someday, but he wasn't sure he was ready yet.  If Colt wanted him, he knew
that he couldn't bring himself to refuse, but it seemed like a serious step
to take.  He had read stories about guys who had just met and were rutting
like animals twenty minutes later, but he figured most of those were flights
of imagination.

"Let's do 69 and find each other's sweet-spots," Colt snickered.

Dane was eager to participate.  Well-lubed fingers certainly popped in more
easily than those that were merely wet with spit.  They moved around with no
discomfort to either party.  The action turned into more of an anal than
oral exercise.  Each guy was gentle and loving to the other.  They could
feel the awesome buildup of the tingling sensation that began in their toes
and sped rapidly toward their crotches.

When the orgasms hit, they were not completely prepared.  As a result, both
choked slightly on the blasts that hit their tonsils.  The sensations didn't
stop when the ejaculating ceased, but the warm "high" built up for several
more seconds keeping them hard.  Neither let go of the other's cock, but
gently stimulated the tip with subtle tongue motions until they got too
sensitive.

Since their male parts showed no signs of softening in the near future, the
boys slid together with their butts touching.  Dane's legs were over Colts
and near his waist.  Dane stroked Colt while Colt stroked Dane.  They
grinned in love and lust.  Their balls slapped together heightening the
sensation of closeness.  Once again their cocks erupted.  This load was
smaller load in volume, but not in intensity.

Dane climbed on top of Colt trapping their still-quivering dicks and the
small puddle of cooling cum between them.  They lay that way kissing until
the growling of their stomachs reminded them of their need for food.
Licking up the meager offerings on each other's abs didn't go a long way
toward assuaging that hunger.

After a quick wash-up in the bathroom, they got dressed to forage for food.
Greta cooked them a hearty breakfast which pleased them greatly.  It was
nice to be waited on.  She enjoyed their compliments on her cooking.

When the snowfall slowed down in the afternoon, the boys got out the snow
blower and shovel to clear the drive and walks.  After they had finished
with their grandmother's place, they went to DJ's and did his.

Ellen invited them in for a late lunch.  She had called Greta to join them.
It was fun being together in the daytime for a change.  The boys were going
to play some games with the adults, but Colton mentioned that his aunt was
probably still snowed in, so they called her to check and then went to dig
her place out.

By the time they returned, it was nearing twilight.  Ellen made the boys a
snack to tide them over until dinner.  Then they all played Trivial Pursuit.

Ellen let the guys feel her stomach.  The twins were being quite active that
day.  One could almost watch her maternity top moving when they kicked.
Both guys were entranced by the presence of new life.  It made them want to
have kids of their own.

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Some other boys used their day off from school to go cross-country skiing.
After Allen and Alex had dug out their family's drive and walks, the two of
them skied over to Joel's grandparent's place.  The snow-removal service had
already been there so Joel was free to join them.

Joel was excited about trying to do this sport.  There hadn't been lots of
snow that winter to try his new equipment out on.  He was good at water
skiing and downhill skiing, so he was confident that he could do this as
well.

After a few minor problems, Joel was keeping up with the twins who had done
this for years.  They were like pros, and Joel was rapidly becoming one too.
  They stopped to rest a few minutes at the edge of a wooded area that Allen
knew about.  There were some tree stumps and logs that made good seats after
being cleared of snow.  The boys sat munching on some energy bars that Allen
had thought to bring along.

"Allen, you are a great friend, and not just for this food.  I can't believe
how you went to bat for us last week," Joel said.

"Yeah, you're okay for a brother," Alex snickered.  "Seriously, I agree with
Joel a hundred percent.  You are the best!"

Allen blushed at the effusiveness of his companions' compliments.

"You guys are okay in my book too," he smiled.

The conversation moved on to other topics as they enjoyed the winter
wonderland together.  It was a time of bonding that would not be forgotten.
Joel felt like he had gained a family as well as a lover.  If only Alicia
would accept how things were, it would be perfect.

The snow was still falling and had somewhat erased their earlier tracks.
However, they had no problem retracing their route by looking for familiar
landmarks.  They didn't have to resort to using Joel's GPS device.

The exercise took more energy and burned more calories than any of them had
imagined.  As they skied back toward Joel's house, they began to think about
food.

Jane Masterson suggested that the Albers twins join them for lunch.  It
didn't require arm-twisting.  She had homemade soup and sandwiches ready
accompanied by a huge salad and plenty of choices of beverages.  The boys
dug in, much to her delight.  She felt like the years had melted away as she
tended to the needs of the hungry teens.  They reminded her of her own kids
years ago.

A couple of hours later, Alex and Allen said that they ought to go home.
Joel asked if they could stay for the night, but Allen declined.  He said
that he had some studying to do, but that Alex might like to.  Alex knew
that his brother was bowing out to give him quality time with his boyfriend.
  It made him warm inside to know that Joel was hospitable enough to extend
the invitation to his twin and that Allen was considerate enough to decline.

By now, the city plows had been out and skiing in the street wasn't a viable
option.  Rhys offered his four-wheel-drive SUV for Joel to use to drive the
Albers boys home.  Before they left, Alex called home to clear the
sleep-over with his mom.  That way, he could throw some things into his gym
bag and be all set.

Lori was going to have Joel stay for dinner, but he pointed out that it
might make Alicia uncomfortable.  He appreciated her offer, but he didn't
want to cause another scene.  Lori was about to argue the point, but saw the
wisdom of his position.  She sent Alex and him back with a kiss on the
cheeks of both.

After dinner that night, Alex and Joel played video games for awhile.  Then
they surfed the `net.  Joel had found a few gay sites that he wanted to show
to Alex.  Some had naked guys, but several dealt with life-issues.  Both
knew that they needed some information to help them survive in an uncertain
world.

When it was time to retire for the evening, they showered together and
slipped naked into bed.  For several minutes they simply held each other and
talked.  It wasn't necessary to rush into having sex.  That came about
gently and leisurely.

It started with some soft, loving kisses and accelerated into more
passionate ones.  Alex lay on his back and pulled Joel on top of him.  Their
favorite appendages lengthened and thickened between them.  Alex ran his
left hand down Joel's back stopping in the center of his butt.  With his
middle finger, he traced the cleft of Joel's butt.  Joel spread his legs as
much as he could in order to give Alex greater access.  Alex's finger moved
further in to explore the hot, intimate territory.  Joel shuddered with
delight.  He dug his toes into the bed for traction as he began a slow
humping motion.  Alex aided by cupping Joel's ass with both hands.  Pretty
soon, they got a nice rhythm going.  Their precum smoothed the way.  Their
tongues danced in each other's mouths.

Both were moaning and panting long before they let loose.  For a couple of
horny kids, they held out quite awhile.  However, no one can ride the crest
of that awesome wave forever without spooging.

Joel's whimpering and ragged breathing let Alex know he was near.  Those
sounds spurred Alex on to join him in the final seconds.  Their orgasms were
so close that it was difficult to say who started first.  They ended at
nearly the same instant as well.

As they came down from the mountain top, they kissed and cuddled.  Joel
reached for his underwear to wipe them both.  He turned around to lovingly
wash Alex's equipment with his tongue.  Alex pulled Joel around so that he
could reciprocate.  There was something about this intimate behavior that
filled them both with a sense of closeness.

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Darrin had had to work that snowy day.  Emergencies don't take the day off;
in fact, it was possible that there might be more calls for the rescue squad
because of the bad weather.

John was asked to come in to work at Wal-Mart.  Since he didn't have to go
to school, and since some of the regular workers couldn't get there, his
services were needed.  He could use the extra money.  He was worried about
getting there in his old car, but Darrin offered to drop him off.  That
cinched it.  He was going to make some bucks.

With his two housemates gone for the day, Dan was left to his own devices.
He caught up on his homework after breakfast.  He even got a start on a term
paper that wasn't due for several weeks.  He did a lot of the research for
it on the Internet.

After awhile, he got bored with it and surfed some other sites.  He easily
found a porn site with links to some others.  Besides women lying with their
legs spread, there were couples engaged in all sorts of activities.  Of
course many of these were teasers trying to get a guy to subscribe, but the
images were explicit enough to make his sap rise.

He unzipped his fly to free his aching cock.  It stood up proud and
menacing, pulsing with each heartbeat.  Finally, he pulled his sweats and
briefs all the way off.  He was alone, after all, so why not enjoy the
feeling of being naked?

His left hand caressed his ball sac while his right one scrolled through the
pictures on the monitor.  He moved from his balls to his cock.  Grasping it
lightly, he began to stroke.  His heartbeat increased along with his
breathing.  He was getting close.  Just then, he opened a picture of a guy
blowing his huge load all over the face of some chick.  That tripped his
trigger big-time.  The first shot landed on the keyboard.  He managed to
deflect the second one with his other hand.  That one was followed by a
series of spasms that decreased in intensity until he gave one last spurt of
cum.  He grinned as he assessed the mess on his abs and pubes.  He stuck a
finger into one of the pools and brought it to his mouth.  It tasted better
than he had thought it would -- much milder than Marv's.  He scooped up some
more and licked that off of his fingers.  He felt very "naughty" doing so.
It was a kind of turn-on.  He imagined that Darrin and John must share their
sperm in that way.  He could see why they might like it.  He wondered,
momentarily, what it would be like to taste another young guy.

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Darrin came home around dinner time, bringing John with him.  Dan had a
meatloaf in the oven and some yams.  Those, along with some salad from a
bag, would make a substantial meal.  He knew that the other guys would be
hungry and tired.

He had also done some vacuuming and straightening up after lunch.  His
housemates were pleased with his work.  John good-naturedly teased him about
being a good wife for someone, but squeezed his younger sibling around the
shoulders to let him know that it was all in jest.  Dan grinned as he
flipped his brother off.

At dinner, Darrin shared some details about his day.  There had been a bad
accident several miles away.  The drive was treacherous, but the crew had
managed to extract the victims from the wreckage and get them to the
Cosgrove hospital.  Darrin hated to see people in dire straits, but was
happy that he could give them aid.  It made him feel like his life was worth
something.

John listened to all of this with a thoughtful expression.  Finally, he
spoke up.

"Do you think that I could do something like that?  I know I don't want to
work at Wal-Mart all of my life.  It isn't that working there is beneath my
dignity or anything; it's just that I want my life to count for something."

"You count for something already, Babe," Darrin responded.

The term of endearment was out of his mouth before he realized he had said
it.  He blushed wondering what Dan would say.  Dan grinned.

"So, it's `Babe' is it?" Dan giggled.  "When are you going to marry my
brother and make an honest woman out of him?"

That earned Dan the middle finger gesture from John who smirked as he made
it.

"I'll have you know that we are neither one of us women.  If you don't
believe that, we can drop our pants here and now and prove it, `little'
brother!"

Dan continued to giggle.  John got up and unzipped before Dan assured him
that he had seen it all before and that he would agree to the fact that John
was all male.

Darrin enjoyed the sibling rivalry, but continued the conversation on a
higher plane suggesting that John might look into paramedic training at
Cosgrove Community College for the coming year.

"You could probably begin as soon as June unless you want some time off from
the books.  I've been meaning to ask you what you wanted to do next year.  I
will pay your tuition as long as you are serious about pursuing a degree in
something."

John felt suddenly emotional.  He wasn't going to cry, but he felt a lump in
his throat at the idea that Darrin was going to support him in his efforts.
This reassured him that Darrin's interest was in more than merely his body --
not that he minded sharing that with this guy.

Darrin and John cleaned up in the kitchen while Dan built a fire in the
front parlor fireplace.  After the dishes were taken care of, the trio
settled in that room to enjoy the warmth.  There was no television in that
parlor, so the boys had to make their own entertainment.  With the FM radio
on the Cosgrove jazz station, the boys continued their dinner-time
conversation.  Darrin and John sat snuggling on the settee, while Dan sat in
a chair nearby.  He smiled as he thought about how domestic this scene was.
There was more love in that room at the moment than what he had felt in his
biological family in a lifetime.

"Okay, which one of you is my mommy and which is my daddy?" he chuckled.

"We take turns.  Sometimes Darrin is on top and sometimes I am," John said.

"Damn, that was more information than I wanted!" Dan complained.

"Well, you opened up the subject." John retorted.

A bit later, Darrin asked Dan: "How well do you know Cory Fordham?"

"We're friends because of the team.  He pushes me to keep trying and I'm
showing him some pointers for making long shots.  Why do you ask?"

"Um, he was one of the people in the accident today.  I'm not sure how bad
he is, but I'm pretty sure that his dad didn't make it."

"Oh, man, that's terrible.  He's a really nice kid.  He was one of the guys
who encouraged me to go to that basketball clinic last fall.  You know, when
I had the broken ribs."

"What was that about?" Darrin inquired.

So, the brothers had to tell him about the misadventure at the adult store.
John left out some of the details because he didn't want to tell Darrin
about his former sexual outlet lest his lover think he was a slut.  Darrin
could read between the lines.  He wasn't offended by it because he knew that
John was not into that since becoming his boyfriend.  John had changed a lot
in many ways.

"Do you think that I could go see Cory?" Dan wondered.

"Sure, I think it would be good for him if he is able to have visitors.  I
have to go in to Cosgrove for a couple of errands anyway.  Do you want to
go, John, or do you have to work?"

"I'm scheduled for tomorrow, but I have Sunday morning off.  I suppose I
should go to church to confess how bad I've been."

"Or, how good you've been," Darrin snickered licking his lips.

"Eeewwwwwww!" Dan giggled in mock disgust.

All three decided to turn in early.  John and Darrin were tired from
working.  They crawled into bed naked as was their habit.  Darrin spooned up
against John's back and John nestled against his lover.  It was a
comfortable feeling.  They didn't need to perform any sexual acts to know
that they were loved.  Sleep soon overtook them.

Dan lay in bed reading for a half hour or so before he too drifted into
dreamland.

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Trent had spent most of his day with Sara and her mother.  After he had
cleared his parents' place of snow, he walked over to her house and helped.
His dad was impressed that he had done a good job without being nagged at
and that he was going to be with his girlfriend.  He decided to loosen the
reins a bit.  The boy seemed to be turning out fine.  He definitely didn't
show any of the homo tendencies that his older brother did.

Sara's father had left to go to work as soon as he and Trent had one side of
the driveway cleared.  Trent continued to work until he had the walks done
too.  He wasn't that tired when he came in because he had done most of it
with the snow blower.  Only the steps had to be done with a shovel.

After lunch, Trent and Sara were holding hands on the love seat while
watching a DVD.  Sara looked sleepy as she slid away from him so that she
could lie down with her head in his lap.  She pulled the afghan over her and
settled in.

Since Sara's head wasn't visible, her mother came in to check on things.
She didn't say anything, but retreated to her bedroom for a quick nap.  The
moment she was gone, Sara pulled Trent's hand under the cover and placed it
on her right breast.  When he felt the soft contours, he began to go hard
immediately.  She could feel the rising bulge in his jeans right under her
left ear.  She sat up suddenly and ran her hand over his crotch which caused
him to utter a soft, but audible moan.  He took her into his arms.  Their
mouths mashed together in a passionate kiss.

"Hold that thought," Sara whispered to her panting boyfriend.

Then, she tiptoed to her mother's room to check.  Sure enough, there were
soft snores coming from the master bedroom.  With a smile on her young face,
she went back to the family room.

She offered him her lips again which he gently kissed.  His tongue ran
across them in a request for entry.  She invited it in.  Things heated up
rapidly again from that point.

"I'm not going to leave you hurting," Sara smiled as she unzipped his fly.

Trent didn't question her on her intentions.  In fact, he undid his belt and
aided her in lowering his pants and briefs.  She wrapped her hand around
"Little Trent" who was standing up like a soldier at attention.  (Sara
certainly had Trent's attention.)

Her clumsy handling of his cock showed a lack of experience with male
anatomy, but the very fact that she was handling it made him hotter than he
had ever felt before.  When she leaned in to kiss the head, she nearly
caused him to erupt.  His prick twitched in anticipation.  It was almost
like a dry orgasm.

"I heard some of the girls in the locker room talking about `giving head' so
that their boyfriends don't suffer from blue balls.  Do your balls really
turn color if you don't get off?"

"Uh, that's just an expression, but they do ache if they get teased with no
relief."

"Some of the girls said they let their boyfriends cum in their mouths.
Would you like me to do that?"

"Hell yes!"

Sara ceased talking because she had the tip of Trent's cock in her mouth.
She licked around the head driving him crazy.  Neither had experienced this
before, so neither knew what to expect.  Trent was satisfied that this was
the real thing.  Sara seemed to take to it naturally once he coached her on
covering her teeth with her lips.

"I'm gettin' close!" Trent groaned.

Sara ran her tongue from the base of his dick to the tip.  She wrapped his
lips around the head and lapped at his slit like a cat drinking milk.  That
did it.  He spewed his boy-milk into her mouth.  She was unprepared for the
force and quantity, but swallowed like a pro after initially choking a bit.

Trent was afraid that his moans would awaken Sara's mother, but they didn't.
  As soon as his spasms quit, he pulled up his pants and zipped his fly.  It
was then that his rational self realized how dangerous it all had been.  Yet
the thrill of the possibility of being caught could not be discounted.

In the kisses they exchanged in the afterglow, Trent could taste his sperm.
It was very sexy sharing this part of him.  He was sated, but felt bad that
Sara hadn't gotten off.

Once they broke apart, he sat her on his lap, unzipped her jeans, and slid
his hand down into her panties.  He marveled at the damp spot.  He thought
that only guys produced precum.  Its slipperiness aided in his efforts to do
for her what she had done for him.  She had to teach him to do it gently,
because he associated pressure with pleasure.  Both had some things to learn
about the anatomy of the opposite sex.

Despite his inexperience, Trent was doing a "masterful" job.  Sara's
whimpering let him know when he hit the right spot with the right amount of
stimulation.  She was now going as crazy as he had been earlier.

Her vocal orgasm was louder than his had been.  He was really concerned that
they would awaken her mother.

Sara kissed him passionately again after she got zipped up.  She couldn't
stop letting him know how good it had been for her.  Eventually, they cooled
off some and she resumed her former position with her head in his lap.  This
time, she did fall asleep.  After a few minutes, Trent did too.

And, that is how Sara's mother found them a little later when she got up
from her nap.  She couldn't resist getting out the digital camera to record
the two innocent-looking kids napping with the TV still going.  She smiled
at the fact that the flash didn't even disturb their sleep.  It was a photo
that both kids would cherish through their life-times -- in large measure
because of the wonderful day that it represented.  Who knew that a snowstorm
could be that good?

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Author's note:  Thanks to all who wrote this week.  I heard from: Joe, Jim
C., Mike K., Tom H., Allen M., Dyllon, Wayne B., Davie B, Carroll, and Rad.
Wayne wrote in regard to "Zeke."

A special thanks to Tom who agreed to read over this chapter before I
posted.

Good wishes to all,

David