Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2006 01:56:00 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from Bentonville, ch. 61

Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 61
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 30, 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 61

Dustin did awaken early on Sunday morning.  He walked naked to the bathroom
to pee and brush his teeth before crawling back into bed to snuggle with
Dave who was awakening with a smile on his handsome face.  Smelling Dustin's
fresh, minty breath, Dave figured he'd better get up and do the same
routine.

When he returned to bed, he spooned against Dustin's bare back, holding his
lover tenderly, but not erotically.  The boys lay there cuddling for a quite
awhile simply enjoying the sense of warmth, caring, and togetherness.  It
was at times like these that they appreciated their relationship the most.
Dustin was particularly pensive that morning.

"Do you think we will always be together like this?" he wondered aloud.

"If you're planning to getting rid of me, you will have a tough time doing
that," Dave replied.  "I'm sticking like glue!"

"But, you know that high school romances, even straight ones, often don't
last.

"Yeah, but there are some that do, and ours is going to be one of those.  I
believe that if we go to the same college and keep making memories together
that we have a good chance of growing old together."

"Damn! I'm not in a hurry to get old!" Dustin joked.  "But if we can be
dirty old men together, I guess it won't be so bad."

"Want to get started on making some more memories?" Dave asked suggestively
running his tongue in Dustin's ear.

"Naughty ones?"

"Yeah!

"I'm up for that!"

Dave reached around to check on Dustin's readiness and discovered that his
boyfriend was telling a hard fact, but certainly not a hard, cold one.

Dustin turned around to take the lead.  He pushed Dave onto his back and
lovingly "attacked" his body like a starving man who had finally found food.
  With their late night on Friday because of supporting the football team,
Dustin's cross country meet, and the ordeal with the crazy minister the next
day; their sex lives had been on hold for several days.  Dave had been
concerned that Dustin might not feel right about making love with his mother
being in the psych ward, but Dustin's actions proved otherwise -- much to
Dave's relief.  Intimacy was indeed a way that they could continue to make
memories in common.

After his initial expression of pure lust, Dustin settled down to a more
gentle, but passionate level.  He tenderly kissed and licked Dave's chest
working his way southward toward his destination.  He nuzzled Dave's ball
sac as he licked his perineum.  Dustin was really turned on by his lover's
taste and scent.

Dave was in ecstasy, but he didn't want this to be all about him.  He wanted
to thrill his lover and make him forget his problems.  So, he nudged Dustin
onto his back to return the good deed.

Dave followed a similar path down the front of Dustin's body, only he
bypassed his favorite target in order to work his tongue up the inside of
Dustin's sturdy legs.  Dustin was in heaven!  It had been awhile since Dave
had used that technique.  At this rate, Dustin knew that he couldn't last
much longer unless they stopped to cool down and he certainly didn't want to
stop.  His solution to the predicament was to pull Dave around so that they
could sixty-nine.  When he sucked Dave's delicious cock completely into his
mouth, the volume of sweet precum indicated that Dave was at about the same
juncture.

There was little head-bobbing and very little time before each was receiving
the other's sticky offering.  The flow was so great (especially from Dave)
that it took quite a bit of swallowing to keep from wasting any.  Their
orgasmic high was followed by gentle, deep kisses in the afterglow.  Life
for them felt good again.

"You don't know how much I needed that," Dustin whispered as they cuddled
again.

"Maybe I know you well enough that I do." Dave replied.

"Yeah, maybe you do, Babe."

"Hey, I think we've stumbled on to something that sticks better than glue,"
Dave giggled.  Next time, lets cum all over each other and fall asleep
bonded together."

Since they had spent a bit of time making love, the boys suddenly realized
they would have to get a move on if they were going to meet Dave's parents
at church as planned.  They took a quick, no-nonsense shower together (well,
maybe with a little messing around) and dressed hastily before heading for
the kitchen.  The aroma of bacon hit them when they were halfway there.
Gary was up, dressed, and cooking for them.

"I figured you might need some serious protein replacement this morning," he
snickered.

Both boys blushed as they helped set the table and got the juice from the
fridge.

"Uh, what gave you that idea, Dad?"

"I know what I would have done if I were your age and in bed with someone I
loved.  The looks on your faces just confirmed my suspicions!"

Dustin was embarrassed in one sense, but relieved in another.  He still
wasn't entirely comfortable with his dad's knowing (or guessing) about his
sex life, but he appreciated the fact that his dad accepted it even to the
point of teasing about it.  Wow, he never thought this would happen.  He
always thought that his mother would be the understanding one.  Thinking
about her struck him like a blade in the heart.  Dave sensed Dustin's mood
change immediately and took him in his arms.  If Gary could be that casual
talking about their relationship, then Dave felt he could express his love
openly -- especially when it was obviously needed.

"It'll be okay, Babe," he murmured.

Dustin nodded mutely, not trusting his voice.  He knew that with Dave's help
it would be.  He also knew that the hurt would not go away quickly.

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Some of the members of the congregation at 1st Lutheran were taken aback to
see Gary back in the church where he grew up.  (He had taken a long break
from religion -- even before his experience in Iraq.)  They were not at all
surprised to see Dustin there.  He had been a regular because he was such a
close friend to Dave who came nearly every Sunday.  Dustin had managed to
keep coming with Dave despite his mother's attempts to force him to go with
her.

The sermon that they heard was as different as night and day from what the
people of Bradford Thomas' church were used to hearing.  The Lutheran
minister spoke about showing Christ to the world by feeding the poor,
helping the sick, and defending those who couldn't defend themselves.  It
was quite obvious that he was a person who took seriously the command to
"love one's neighbor as one's self!

In the pastoral prayer, he asked for healing for all those sick in body and
mind.  Dustin felt like that man was praying directly for his mother.  In
this little town, it was likely that the story of yesterday's misadventures
was widely known.

After the service was over, Dustin made sure to ask the pastor to pray for
his mother's healing.  As Dustin expected, the pastor said that he already
was.

Gary was going to visit his wife.  Norma and Geoff urged him to go to
Cosgrove with them for lunch and visit her after they had eaten.  Knowing
that visiting hours wouldn't begin until after lunch, Gary took them up on
the offer.  He needed the company.  He had to be with people who understood.

The families went in two cars to be flexible about return times.  However,
Dustin and Dave rode with him to Cosgrove so that he wouldn't be alone.
They talked about most everything except what was weighing most heavily on
their minds -- Mary.  It was probably a good thing that they kept the
conversation light.

After their pleasant meal, Gary grabbed the check and insisted on treating.
He felt that he owed the Harrison's for all they had done for Dustin.  It
was a way for him to feel like he was thanking them, so they let him do it
with little protest.

Gary decided that Dustin should go back with Dave rather than visit his
mother.  In the condition she had been in when she last saw him, it might
trigger thoughts that he really was the devil.  Dustin didn't mind passing
on the visit.  He secretly didn't want to see her for awhile anyway.  This
gave him an out.

Now that Dustin's mother was not at home, the boys wondered if they would be
allowed to continue their residency at Greta's house during the school week.
  Since none of the adults said anything to the contrary, the guys figured
they would go to Bentonville in the early evening as had been planned.

When they were on their way to Dave's parent's house, Dustin's cell phone
rang.  It was Dane (and Colt, of course) on the other end.

"How soon are you coming home?  We want to hear all the details about that
nasty minister."

"Uh, how did you know about that?" Dustin asked.

"Hey, this is a small town and you live in a smaller one.  Old lady,
Reynolds' cousin lives next door to Grandma's friend Sonja who is the
biggest gossip in Bentonville.  She also lives a block from us.  How many
minutes do you think it took for the story to spread about a naked man
walking around a church carrying a cross on his shoulders?  You do the
math!"

Dustin giggled.  It was a happy sound that made everyone who heard it smile.
  Dustin seemed more relaxed and freer than he had in some time.  Dave
squeezed his thigh.

"We will tell you ALL of the details later tonight.  I'm sure that I know a
few things that even two old biddies don't, because I was the cause of it."

"Whoa! I can hardly wait.  Grandma says she expects you for dinner around
6:30.  Is that cool with you?"

After a quick conference with Dave's parents, Dustin relayed to Dane that it
was, indeed, cool with everyone.

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Greta and her grandsons were putting the finishing touches on dinner when
Dustin and Dave pulled into the drive.  Colt ran to open the back door
before either of the guys could get out a key.  He hugged both in turn
before ushering them into the kitchen.

The meal was served informally at the kitchen table, but the food was
succulent enough to have come from a gourmet restaurant.  Greta had spared
nothing in creating a hearty meal that teenage boys could thoroughly enjoy
digging into.  As a result, conversation was kept to a minimum until their
appetites began to be appeased.

"Well," Greta said.  "I've heard from Sonja about the general craziness of
that Bradford Thomas person, but I suspect that there is a lot more to it.
Do you care to share?"

Dustin got a big grin on his face as he began to relate his story.  After
having a good sleep, he no longer felt any responsibility for sending the
minister over the edge.  He was still worried about his mother, but he shut
that off in a corner of his mind and dwelt on the absurdity of the scene
that he had helped to create.  Before he was done, he had everyone in
stitches.  This time, he told it straight through from the fear of being
branded to the sense of power as he fooled his would be captors into
believing he was the Devil incarnate.  When he told about them timing his
gesturing to coincide with wind's blowing the curtain to make it look like
he had levitated the figurine, Dane and Colt were laughing so hard that they
had tears in their eyes.  Greta was wiping at hers as well.

Greta and Colt cleared the table while Dane went to get part of their
dessert from the pantry.  (Dustin had jumped up to help, but Greta wouldn't
let him.  Colt also insisted that the other two boys stay seated.)  Greta
got some double-fudge ice cream from the freezer as Dane returned with a
plate of brownies that he and Colt had baked from Greta's famous recipe.
The triple dose of chocolate certainly didn't disappoint any of the boys who
were confirmed chocolate lovers.

When dessert was finished, Greta asked the boys to join her in front of the
fireplace in the family room.  Dane put another log on the fire to keep it
going.  After they were all seated -- Dave and Dustin on the love seat, Dane
and Colt on the sofa, and Greta in the recliner, Greta said that they needed
to have a short family meeting.

"Dustin, I know that you may want to spend more time at home now that things
have changed in your situation.  However, I want you to know that I will be
pleased if you decide to stay here for the rest of the school year.  That
goes for you too, Dave," Greta smiled.  "If you want to live here part-time
or full-time next year, that is also an option.  At times, we sit down like
this as a family to plan things or to fix problems.  You two will always be
included in any meetings we have, because you are now family."

Dave and Dustin got up to give Greta a hug.  They were beginning to think of
her as family too.  Probably all eyes in the room were a little moist if
anyone wanted to admit it.

"Our topic today is housecleaning.  Dustin has been taking on the lion's
share of chores.  The rest of you need to make sure that he doesn't overdo
it.  I expect you to work this out among you.  I know that activities aren't
going to come to a halt just because cross-country is winding down.  Dustin
and Colt will be in wrestling practice, Dave will be in concert band, and
Dane will be swimming.  So, if each of you keeps a list of what needs to be
done and takes care of that, all should be fine.  And, if you get pressed
for time, just tell me and I will take on some of your duties.  I can still
change beds and clean your bathroom, but I know that some guys would often
rather do those things themselves."

Dane wondered if his grandmother could see his blushing in the soft light of
the family room.  He was the one who had begun taking on some of those
chores because he didn't want her to see cum stains on his sheets.

Greta excused herself a few minutes later to go read the latest Janet
Evanovich book she had borrowed from the library.  Before she went to her
room, she reminded the boys to turn in early because tomorrow was another
school day.

Once upstairs, Dane invited the newest members of the family into the room
he shared with Colton.

"We have a little gift for you.  Colt's dads in the Twin Cities gave us
something similar and we think you need it too."

Dane pulled out a package from the closet.  It was wrapped in the Sunday
comic strip pages and taped.  As Dave and Dustin began to open it, they
discovered a couple of large beach towels.  Beneath the towels was a package
which contained bottles of massage lotion in several different scents.  They
were labeled as non-toxic and edible.  Dustin giggled because of the
pictures going on in his head.

Finally, there was a book which described techniques for giving your lover
an erotic massage.  Dave's face lit up as his mental imaged began to match
Dustin's.

"If it's okay with you, we want us all to strip to our underwear and Dane
and I will demonstrate some of the basics." Colt said.  "We are going to
stop short of getting too personal, but I think we are all close enough and
secure enough not to get jealous."

Everyone nodded as the shucked their outer garments.  Dave and Dustin lay
face-down on the bed while Dane straddled Dave's legs and Colt straddled
Dustin's.  The Johnson boys poured out some lime-scented lotion to warm in
their hands before applying it to their "students."  Using firm pressure,
they worked on the boys' shoulders and backs.  Then they moved down to work
on their legs.  Both Dave and Dustin were expressing their pleasure with
slight moans.

When Dane and Colt got off of the bed, the other two turned on their sides
and kissed.  It was obvious by the bulges in their underwear that they had
found the experience stimulating.

"Uh, I think you guys may want to go practice on each other," Colt giggled.

"Umm," was the only reply he received before the two arose hastily to depart
for their own bedroom.

"Care to try some of those more advanced techniques on me?" Dane snickered.

"Avec plaisir!" Colt responded.

Colt's massage began with removing Dane's briefs with his teeth.  It only
got hotter from there.  It wasn't long before the cousins were taking turns
nibbling each other's nipples while rubbing that intimate spot between their
balls and butt holes.  That led to a quick, explosive session of sixty-nine.
  From there, it was a short trip to dreamland.

In the room across the hall, Dave read some instructions from the book while
Dustin tried them out.  Then, they changed positions while Dustin read and
Dave practiced.  After a few minutes of experimentation, they threw the book
on the floor and simply suckled each other's dicks.  In the process, they
confirmed that the lotion was, indeed, edible.

As they sensed their orgasms approaching, Dustin swung Dave around so that
they could kiss deeply while humping their bodies together.  The load they
produced was nearly as large as the one had been that morning.  When they
stopped spewing, Dustin pulled the sheet and blanket over them.  He wanted
to fall asleep bonded to his lover.  Perhaps this was the "glue" that would
keep them together through life.  Right now, he truly hoped that it would.

When Dave moved off of Dustin an hour later, the coating of massage oil
proved to be a good parting agent.  Otherwise, they would have lost a few
pubes in the process.

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Author's Notes:

A big thanks to all who wrote since I last listed you guys.  I hope I didn't
miss anyone!  The usual suspects are here plus some new guys -- Joe, Rad, Jim
C. Bill, Paul W, Rock H, Jim W, Don B, Mike K, Marco, Mike Angelo (who has a
story under young friends: "Exploring with Joe."), David S, David B, Tim,
Tom H, Mark and Andy, Daniel F, Richard C, Robert and Walt, Alfred P, Steven
K, Allen M, and last, but not least, Jon (aka Joe Nathan).  Some of you
wrote several times -- thanks!  I love to hear from you each time.

In the letters to the editor in our local paper recently, a heterosexual
female who has been married for 40 years responded to some letters about gay
marriage.  She said, in part, that the only people who could diminish her
marriage were her husband and her.  She felt that granting other people
those same rights would not take anything away from her.

My point in including this is that, despite some of the hate legislation
passed this week, there are still ordinary people who want to see everyone
treated equally.  There is hope!

BTW, I'm a Democrat, so I wasn't terribly upset about the message that the
voters sent to the Whitehouse!  I have heard from a guy traveling in Europe
who says the people there have a great deal more respect for Americans than
they have had in the past several years.	 Live long and prosper, David