Date: Thu, 06 Apr 2006 21:58:34 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from Bentonville, Ch. 33

Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 33
By David Lee

Warning:
This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction.  Much of this
involves males with other males.  If the reading or possessing of such
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Disclaimer:
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 33

On Thursday morning, two very sleepy, but excited boys dragged their young
asses out of bed and into the bathroom.  They pissed together before
climbing into the shower.  Their morning clean-up remained pretty much on
task because they had awakened late and didn't have time to play.

After a hasty breakfast of cold cereal, milk, and orange juice, they climbed
into Greta's car for her to drive them to school.

"I called my secretary to say that I would not be as early as usual.
There's no sense in having all of us late.  I think that we can get you
there before the first bell."

Greta was correct as usual.  The boys had time to go to their locker and to
get the right notebooks stuffed into their backpacks before running off to
homeroom.  They had to tell everyone about the new babies.  They couldn't
wait to show the digital pictures that they had printed off after they got
home the night before.

The girls oohed and aahed over the babies.  Seeing photos of the Johnson
cousins holding the tiny infants made the young ladies see them as potential
daddies.  It was going to be harder and harder to hold off the advances of
the fair sex.

The homeroom teacher let the talking go on well after the bell rang.  She
was interested in hearing about Dane's new siblings too.  She had grown up
with DJ and had secretly lusted over him for years.  These would have been
her babies if she had had her way.

Excitement over the twins helped to take the spotlight off of Cory Fordham.
He was happy that the kids had some other things to occupy their minds.
That way they wouldn't be wondering how he was able to go to the bathroom in
his condition.

Many of Cory's classes were the same as Dan's.  That helped.  Dan had been
correct in his prediction about the girl's wanting to feed Cory his lunch.
There was nearly a cat fight over who got to do it.  They finally agreed to
take turns.  Dan felt like a referee.  He grinned as he thought about coming
to school tomorrow with a whistle and stopwatch.  He just might do that.
Meanwhile, Cory was eating up the attention about as fast as he was
ingesting the food.

Cory's teachers were supportive to the point of doting.  He was a
good-looking kid and a popular athlete.  Guys like that often get breaks.

All in all, his return to school went well.  Dan took him to the nurse's
office after lunch to help him empty his bladder.  Cory started to firm up
when Dan shook the drops off of his penis.  He was blushing, but fortunately
didn't have a full-blown erection before Dan got him zipped up again.  He
was thankful that Dan seemed to be cool about it.  He wondered if Dan
actually liked messing around with another guy like they had in the shower.
Well, it wasn't too bad from Cory's perspective.  Dan had really helped him
last night.

Cory wasn't going to worry about getting hard in front of the guy who was
both his buddy and nurse.  He would even welcome some more sex-play.  The
reason he didn't get up-tight about it was the fact that he had gotten hard
while the girls were feeding him.  Hell, he got hard most of the time.
Almost anything short of conjugating verbs would give him an erection at
this point in his life.  He knew that he liked girls in that way; he
wondered if maybe he liked guys a little too.  He guessed that it wouldn't
be all that bad if he did.

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When school was out that afternoon, Dane and Colton went home to Greta's
house to have a short nap before doing their homework.  They were both
pretty fried from the late night at the hospital.

Before they got to their room, they checked the phone messages.  There was
one from DJ telling them about the first day with the new twins.  The babies
were doing fine.  They had both gotten the hang of nursing and had slept a
lot that day.  Ellen was scheduled to come home the next day barring any
complications.

Dane called his mother's room at the hospital so that he could spend a few
minutes catching up.  He put on the speaker phone which allowed Colt to join
in on the conversation.

Then, the boys stripped off their clothes and climbed into bed.  Dane set
the alarm in his watch for 45 minutes to prevent them from over-sleeping.
They had several things to do before Grandma came home.

As was their custom, the boys snuggled naked under the covers.  It wasn't
about sex, but about intimacy.  Neither got an erection, but both felt
loved.

When they awakened, they kissed for a little while.  But, since there was
homework and dinner to deal with, they didn't fool around as much as they
would have liked.

Greta came home around 5:30 to the smell of dinner cooking in the oven.  She
was pleased to see that the kitchen was clean and that the boys were
finishing their lessons for the next day.

At dinner, Greta asked the boys if they knew a responsible person with a
license who would be willing to drive to Cosgrove and back so that she could
leave the minivan for DJ and Ellen to drive home in.  The boys got a hold of
Alex who said that he and Joel would be happy to help, but that they had a
really big test the next day.  Allen didn't have the same class, so he
volunteered to play chauffeur and his mother gave him her big Buick to use.

On the way to the hospital, the boys rode with Allen.  Greta suggested it
because she knew that they wanted to, but that they wouldn't say so because
they didn't want her to feel left out.

"I'm really happy to do this," Allen stated.  "Alex and Joel said that you
are special friends ever since Christmas break.  He said you guys really
bonded on that flight to Chicago."

The boys blushed in the dim light of the car's interior.  They weren't sure
how much Alex had told Allen about his relationship with Joel.  They
wondered if Allen knew about them.  They certainly weren't ready to face
being outed at school.

"Umm, yeah, we have become pretty close," Dane admitted.  "They're really
nice.  It's great to see them become such good friends."

"I guess that you know how close they are." Allen thought aloud.

"Are you okay with that?" Colt chimed in.

"Yeah, I'm fine.  Does it bother you?"

"Uh, no," the cousins said in unison.

"You're really cool," Dane continued.  "It must be great to have a twin who
is really close to you."

"I'm thinking that cousins can be nearly as close," Allen smirked knowingly.

Though their conversation turned to other things, Dane and Colton got the
feeling that Allen knew about them and was trying to tell them he was okay
with it.  They felt like the world might not end -- even if they got pushed
out of their closet.

Greta and the boys didn't stay too long visiting Ellen.  She was obviously
tired, but radiant at the same time.  Dane thought that she looked more
beautiful than she ever had.  He thought that his dad looked even younger
than usual.  Something about having two new children made them both glow.

On the return trip, Greta sat in front with Allen while the boys sat in back
surreptitiously holding hands.  Allen caught them at it once when he looked
in the rearview mirror while passing under a bright streetlight.  He smiled.

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During lunch the next day at school, Derek Carver (who had been John
Tracewell's buddy before John changed) decided to give Jerry some crap.

"Hey Sucksdick, why don't you meet me in the locker room after school?"
I've got this problem than needs taken care of," he snickered as he grabbed
his crotch suggestively.

Jerry looked at Derek with a steely glance and flipped him off.  It made
Derek angry to see the kid standing up for himself.  He couldn't haul off
and hit Jerry in front of everyone in the cafeteria, so he decided to
threaten him with bodily harm.

John overheard the conversation and went to Jerry's aid as he had in the
past.  The exchange that followed sounded all too familiar.  But last time,
Derek had backed down pretty quickly.  This time, he showed no signs of
doing so.

"Leave him alone, Derek," John said menacingly.

"Yeah, and what are you gonna do about it, loser?"

"Whatever it takes."

"You hit me and you'll be in prison for the next three years."

"It might just be worth it."

Joel and Alex walked up in time to hear the last part of the exchange.  Joel
couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Alex and I aren't going to get in trouble for fighting.  Who do you want
taken out, Jerry?"

Principal Haggerty came over about that time to see what the standoff was
about.  Derek left hastily, but not before threatening Joel and Alex.

"You haven't heard the last of this, assholes!  You'd better watch your
backs and your stuff."

Upon being questioned, Jerry told the administrator the whole story.
Haggerty said that he would talk to Derek because he was not going to allow
bullying in his school.

"You've had your share of harassment over your former name.  I'm going to
see that it stops."

But, search as he might, Mr. Haggerty couldn't locate Derek Carver the rest
of the day.  He seemed to have cut his afternoon classes.

The incident was soon forgotten as the boys went on with their schedules.
It wasn't until after school that it was called to mind again.

John was heading for the parking lot when he saw Sheriff Larkin's car and a
crowd of kids standing around.  He soon saw what the attraction was.  The
windshield of his car and that of Joel's were both shattered.  It looked as
if someone had taken a sledgehammer to them.  There was glass everywhere.

John wanted to cry.  It wasn't that his car was new and fancy like Joel's,
but it was about the only possession he had in life.  It was his
transportation to his job and to school.  He wasn't sure that his insurance
would pay for the damages.

Joel was upset over the damage to his sports car, but less so than John.
Joel knew that his insurance would take care of things and that his
grandparents would likely buy him a new vehicle if it came to that.  He did
feel bad for John.

John stood there shaking his head.

"I've got to go to work tonight and I don't know how I'll get there.  I
guess I'd better get used to walking."

"Here's the key to my moped," Jerry offered.  "It's not a luxury ride, but
it'll get you there.  I don't have that far to walk."

Now John really did feel like crying.  He wasn't going to break down in
front of his peers, but Jerry's unselfish offer made him misty-eyed.  He did
put his arm around the shoulder of the younger boy to give it a squeeze.

"I'll take you to your job and pick you up," Allen Albers said.  "After the
sheriff gets through, I'll take Joel and Alex home and then get you and your
brother where you need to go."

"Wow!  You'd do that for me?" John gasped.

"Yeah, you've turned out to be an okay guy and your brother is cool."

Sheriff Larkin called for tow trucks to take the cars to the storage
building where they would remain safe while they were checked for evidence.
He told the boys that he would review the tapes from the security camera to
see if he could pick out a suspect.  After hearing Jerry's story about the
lunch-time confrontation, he had a likely one in mind.

The boys didn't even realize there was a security camera aimed at the
student lot.  It had been installed over winter break and was so
inconspicuous that no one had noticed it.  Some fund connected with homeland
security had covered the expense.

A few minutes later, John, Dan, and Allen were crowded into the small back
seat of the car that Alex and Allen shared.  Joel sat in front with Alex who
was behind the wheel.  He fumed so much about Joel's car that Allen thought
he might not be fit to drive.  However, he also knew that his twin wanted to
sit next to Joel and this seemed like the best way for that to happen
without arousing suspicion about their closeness.

After Joel and Alex got to Joel's grandparents' house, Allen drove John to
Miss Charlotte's to change his clothes before going on to Wal-Mart.

While John was upstairs, Allen sat at the kitchen table, sipping the Coke
Dan had offered him.  They talked about the vandalism and what could be done
to fix things.  Allen was reminded again of how financially secure his world
was.  He wondered how he would deal with this if he were John.

John came in to grab the lunch (which Darrin had lovingly packed for him)
from the fridge before donning his coat again.  Then the two headed for the
store.

"I think that Darrin will be home before I get off work," John informed
Allen on the way.  "It's really nice of you to do this for me.  I can't
believe how good everyone has been to me.  I don't deserve it."

"Hey, we're all in the world together.  We have to help each other.  So, if
he can't pick you up, just call.  I wrote my cell number down on this scrap
of paper."

John thanked Allen again when he got dropped off.

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Sheriff Larkin and Mr. Haggerty sat in the principal's office reviewing the
tapes from the security camera.  Finally they got to the section in which
they could see a figure swinging something that looked like a mallet into
the windshield of John's car.  The same person continued to Joel's Corvette
which was parked a few spaces away.

"Well, we've got evidence," Mr. Haggerty said.

"Yeah, but the picture is so fuzzy it's not going to get a conviction unless
we can get it enhanced.  The quality's so bad, it's almost worthless."

"Wait," he continued.  "Can you back that up a few frames?"

Mr. Haggerty did as the sheriff requested.  They could see that the vandal
had slipped while taking his first swing at Joel's car.  He had used his
left hand to break his fall.

"I think he's left the evidence we need.  I'm going to call for our
fingerprint gal to dust that part of the fender before someone messes things
up.  I hope they put those cars in the shed like I told them to."

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Darrin arrived home in time to eat leftovers with Dan.  Dan had been too
distraught to cook anything new.  Besides, some of the food in the fridge
had to be consumed soon or thrown out.

Dan filled Darrin in on the day's events.  Darrin was upset too, but mostly
about John's feelings.  He wished that he could have done something to
comfort John before John had to go to work.  Dan was still trying to solve
the car problem.

"I've been thinking," Dan began.  "I have most of the $100 that Miss
Charlotte gave us for Christmas.  That would help pay for the windshield.  I
don't know how much it will cost."

"We'll figure out a way to get it repaired," Darrin insisted.  "You are
sweet to offer it, but I think we can find the money elsewhere.  I want you
to save that for yourself.  You deserve some things too."

"Yeah, but I ride with John a lot; and I don't give him that much gas money.
  He never asks."

Before they had quite finished, Sheriff Larkin called to say that they were
well on their way to identifying the kid who had messed up John's car.  They
were cross-checking prints with juveniles who had records and he was
confident that they had made a match.  Until an arrest was made, he couldn't
say any more.  He didn't want to jeopardize the case, but he wanted John to
know that progress was being made.

Darrin thanked him and said he would let John know.

The phone rang a second time.  It was for Dan.  After he got off, he rushed
around to get his things together.

"Damn!  With all the excitement, I forgot that I was supposed to go to
Cory's right after dinner.  Can you drive me over?  I'm sorry to make you go
out again."

"No problem, my young brother-in-law, I'm going to Wal-Mart to tell John
that things are progressing.  He needs to know.  He should have his break
about the time I get there."

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Dan got to Cory's house just in time to prevent the latter from wetting his
pants!  It sounded like he had pissed a gallon by the time he was finished.
Dan laughed as he shook off the drops.

This time, Cory went hard immediately.  He looked at Dan with pleading in
his eyes.  Dan nodded.

"Don't worry.  I won't leave you in pain.  We'll figure out some way to give
you some relief."

Cory and Dan sat at the kitchen table doing Cory's homework.  Dan made sure
that Cory was doing the work and they he was merely recording the answers.
They worked well as a team.  Cory's mother was pleased at how well her older
son was adjusting to his temporary disability.  He was learning to do many
things without help.

When it got close to bed time, Dan showered with Cory as he had before.  He
did not do anything to relieve Cory's throbbing problem.  Cory was beginning
to think that Dan was going to leave him hurting.

However, when they got to Cory's room, Dan closed and locked the door.  He
stripped Cory and himself of their boxers before pulling two condoms out of
his bag.  Cory's eyes widened as he wondered what Dan had in mind.

Dan didn't explain as he put a squirt of jelly on the end of Cory's dick and
rolled the rubber on it.  Then, he did the same thing to his own erect
penis.

Finally, he helped Cory to a kneeling position by the side of one the twin
beds.  He raised the mattress enough to trap Cory's sheathed cock between it
and the box springs.  He carefully extended Cory's arms on top of the bed.

Moments later, he was in the same position on the opposite side of the bed.
He held on to Cory's cast-covered arms to keep both of their bodies from
slipping away from the bed.

Cory grinned.  He knew what to do.  His hips instinctively began to thrust.
There was enough pressure to give pleasure, but not enough to cause pain.
Dan listed the names of some of the girls he thought were hot.  Cory
fantasized about each one in turn.

It didn't take many thrusts before Cory was feeling his impending climax
building.  His eyes got glassy and he moaned lowly in anticipation.  Dan was
doing his share of noises that were reminiscent of an animal in heat.  The
boys were close to doing a very sexy duet.

Cory's body went rigid at the end of his last stroke.  Then it convulsed as
he pumped a massive load into the condom.  The sight and sounds of that
orgasm sent Dan over the top seconds later.  He too whimpered and shook.

When his strength returned, Dan carefully removed his condom and tied the
end in a knot.  He did the same for Cory, but he didn't tie that one
immediately.  Then, he went to the bathroom to get a warm, wet wash cloth to
clean up his buddy and him.  Before he went back to the bedroom, he held
Cory's used condom up to his mouth and tilted his head back.  He allowed a
bit of the thick juice to dribble on his tongue.  Cory's tasted different
from his, but not bad -- maybe a little saltier.  While he wasn't going to
get hooked on this stuff, he wasn't offended by it.

"Would you hold me `til I go to sleep?" Cory asked when Dan returned.

"Sure thing, Stud," Dan responded.

They fell asleep together in Cory's narrow bed.  About 2:00 a.m., Dan
awakened and crawled into his own bed where he slept soundly until morning.

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After DJ and Ellen got home with the new additions to the family, DJ went
through the stack of mail that had accumulated in their absence.  Among the
bills and advertisements was a letter addressed to: Capt. Dane Johnson, Sr.
The return label bore the name of a lady that DJ couldn't place.  He tore it
open immediately because his curiosity was getting the better of him.

It read:

Dear DJ,

I hope that this reaches you.  It has taken me some time to track you down
because you had moved from Illinois and the military had some of your
records screwed up.  I'm sure that you are aware of how that goes.

Let me introduce myself.  I am Chase's sister, Lisa.  Barry wrote me about
how great a friend you were to him after Chase died.  You knew about his
orientation, but kept it to yourself as he had asked.  He thought that you
walked on water.

Well, I'm rambling.  The purpose of this letter is to ask you if you would
like to have a small urn with some of Barry's ashes.  Actually, it is a
combination of his and Chase's cremains -- I intermingled them as Barry had
wished. If this is something that would offend you, please say so or just
burn this letter and forget that I bothered you.  My e-mail is
ladams@hotmail.com.  You may reach me there if that is more convenient.

I pray for you every week at church.  I hope that you are recovering from
your injuries and have been able to adapt to civilian life okay.  I know it
can be a difficult transition.

God Bless you!

Lisa Adams

DJ wiped the tears from his eyes.  As soon as Ellen had the little ones
settled, he gave her the letter to read.  Then he got on the computer to
tell Lisa how honored he would be to have that remembrance of Barry and
Chase.

He even opened up to let her know of the visions he had had of them.  He
thought that she might be comforted in knowing that those two seemed to act
as guardian angels.

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Author's note: Thanks to all who wrote.  The list includes Mark S, Joe,
Frank, Jim W, Mike K, Jim C, RC, Tom H, Rad, Blutrak, Paul W, Alastair,
Andrew, and Wayne B.  Thanks for your encouragement.

Is anyone familiar with the art work of Steve Walker?  His paintings are
erotic, but not porn.  He can be found at www.stevewalkerart.com/menu.html.
Some of it is very nice.

Thanks to Tom for double checking my writing.

David