Date: Tue, 2 Dec 2008 10:10:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Joe Parker <joejoeparkertex@yahoo.com>
Subject: I think I'm in trouble Part 1 Chapter 12

I THINK I'M IN TROUBLE


Part One



Chapter XII

(This chapter is dedicated to my Sheriff friend from California)


(Jake)



It's Friday night and Miss Carol has summoned us to her quarters and when
we get there she is in her dreamlike state muttering away in her sing-song
voice, staring out the window into the distant, darkened hills.  She begins
to talk about Mother.

"There is music outside boys!  I can hear it on de wind!"  She holds her
ancient hand to her ear as if to emphasize her point...

"The music travels through de night!"

It always freaks me out how Miss Carol can be like this.  But I never
question it because too many times she has told us things and she's been
correct.

"Maser Jacob y'alls Momma is singing to you, she is holding you and she is
telling you that she loooove you baby.  She has been waiting for you all
this time"

I am like wtf?!? - in my mind.

Miss Carol turns and glares at me before looking back out the window...

"Baby Jake she are very very sorry she ain't been in y'alls life but she
been busy dealin with y'alls re-cal-citrant daddy!"

I don't get it, Moms dead - I know Miss Carol sees things but I can't
figure this...  I turn to Dad for reassurance but get no help.

He's in a daze, staring at Miss Carol... she looks into Daddys eyes and her
voice rings out clear as a bell.

"Boy, she quit talkin to y'alls ain't she"

He nods dumbfounded...

"And boy", she points her finger at him this time,

"It's bout time y'all faced the mu-sic!  And it's long past time for the
child to hear de same thang" Dad gulps and nods.

She raises her hand to testify...

"The song will be de same, but de meaning will be somin else all-a-gether"

"One lost bird is captured and gently brought home, and nother bird is set
free to fly a-gain"

Bing Bong Gong! - the clock begins chiming out the tenth hour and Miss
Carol sends us to bed early... Mom's folks are meant to be arriving
tomorrow.  Miss Carol is still muttering to herself as we slip out the
door.., something about releasing the music.


***


I have rarely seen Dad so nervous - no prizes for guessing why but I still
felt for him regardless of the fact that he instigated this whole mess in
the first place.

He was very shaky and agitated on the way down and my heart went out to
him, hey he's my Daddy and I love him!  I held on to his hand and squeezed
it.

"Dad, I know that we will feel much better once this is all over and then
we can move forward" He looks at me unconvinced, and a little surprised
that I am leading the conversation...

"Come on Dad this is what you want, and besides.., if you wanna get your
freak on with Miss Kathleen - then you gotta get the olds on side right?"
He frowns at my comment and I shrug.

"Sweety whilst I appreciate the sentiment, I don't know about how
appropriate that was"

I blink at his use of the word sweety, when Dad gets nervous he will often
forget my name.  Couple this with his old age and hence the use of the
generic and safe 'Sweety'.  I don't mind though, since I am his sweety and
will always be.  I kinda like it.

We get down to Felix' house and see a battered old light blue (I think) GMC
pick up truck parked out front.  I notice Dad wince as he gives the old
wreck the once over.  I know what he's thinking, that old truck is a rebuke
to him and I guess he kinda deserves it.

Their impoverishment is by degrees due to Dad's misdeeds after Mom died.
Felix told me that before my Mom died, Grandpa Jarrow had kept a humble but
financially secure household but the legal bills after the visitation
rights case just devastated them.

They never have been able to recover being too old to work and the family
never had much in the first place so they have just done the best they can
with what little they have.  They are currently living with one of Felix'
other uncles back in Kentucky.

These people are my grandparents, I do not like the thought that they have
to struggle like this.

Dad parks his now pretentious seeming jaguar and we make a move.  I twinge
with a jolt of uncertainty and stop.  Turning back towards my father I
say..,

"Daddy, you are gonna do right by them aren't you?"

He looks deeply into my eyes,

"Oh yes Jacob, I am going to do right by them, and then some"

I grab him and hug him nuzzling into his neck like I always do, smelling
sandalwood and forest like I always have.

He grunts, soaking up my energy and reassurance.

"Thanks son, I really needed that"

"Love you Dad" I smile into his neck.

He kisses my head, "I love you tiger, now lets go and meet your
grandparents!"

My baby Felix opens the door before we can even knock, my heart surges as I
look him over.  Jeans, grey KY State hoody and bare feet, wonderful.  But
he has an enigmatic smile on his face and it halts my 'advances' instantly.

Immediately behind him is a careworn lady with dark blue eyes and cheap
dyed hair.  Both her hands are covering her mouth and her eyes are filled
with tears of disbelief, joy and wonder.

I feel a nudge from behind me, Daddy is pushing me forward.  I glance back
and see him clinging on to my Felix his eyes already streaming.  Felix'
beautiful eyes encourage me onwards.  They both nod to me.

I turn around and find that she has now been joined by an old man in a
wheelchair, did they drive all that way in that old truck?  And he is in a
wheelchair???  He has a blanket over his lap and his craggy face speaks of
years of toil and labor.  His eyes though are bright, blazing with life and
curiosity - Felix' eyes.

They are the same vivid purple as my own.  He stares at me and I stare at
him...

"Good God in heaven!"  he declares, his voice alight with amazement and
emotion.

"Look Clara-Belle, he's just as tall as they said he was!"

I have frozen in my tracks but the old lady has edged forward and she
reaches out her hands to mine.  She's so tiny and small.

"Come down here to me boy" her voice is fragile and musical and it sets off
something in my heart.  They tell me that Momma Felix' sounds just like my
own Mom but I can't connect the dots there.  But with Granny Jarrow I just
know that I am hearing the voice of my Mother.

I begin to tremble, suddenly all the years of not having my mother begin to
hit me.., year after year of no Mom.  The reality that I never will know
her scythes through my brain like a superheated comet and I find myself on
the floor in my maternal grandmothers arms shaking and weeping.

Illiciting a weird keening sound over the opportunities I will never have,
the things I will never do, the knowledge I will never gain and the love I
will never experience from my mother.

I am rocked in my granny's loving arms, my head being stroked by the
roughened fingers of my grandfather.  They coo to me, touching me and
feeling the contours of my face and hands, making sure that I am real, and
letting me know that they are true.  My heart begins to ease.

Strong lithe arms wrap around my back and a soft head rubs up against the
side of my own.  Felix has kneeled behind me and my heart eases that much
more.

Momma Felix and Uncle Gary have joined them now and they kneel beside me.
I am encircled inside the comfort and well-being of the Jarrows.  I close
my eyes and open my heart.

I let the feelings in.  A love so beyond comprehension is flooding my soul.
The love of a mother.

Grandma Jarrow begins to sing..,

'Boy, you come on ho-ooome, Come on ho-ooome to me, When they set you free
Can you come on ho-ooome to me'

'I'll be waiting by the sycamore tree Where you promised to me You would
be'

'I will sing you into my heart, I will sing you into my heart, I will sing
you into my heart, A voice to lead you home, And we be free'

They sing together, the whole family - raising up a stunningly beautiful
cadence of emotion and sound around me.  I can feel Felix' voice flowing
through my body with every golden note.  He kisses my cheek and sings
rocking me along with Granny Jarrow.

What is this?  What are they doing? - did they plan this?  I feel so
overcome with emotion and it's the whole gamut.  Pain, heartache, loss -
love, joy, wonder, hope.

They rock and sing to one another, looking into each others tear filled
eyes, looking into my own blurry eyes with love.., with cherish.  It's a
welcoming circle, a grieving circle and a healing circle.  They are
bringing me home to my Mother.

They are just singing the same words over and over now..,

'I will sing you into my heart'...

I feel like they have broken my heart and then mended it again in a more
perfect way, if that's possible.., if you can understand it.

I can see a stunned, emotion tossed Lenore sitting at the end of the
hallway, one kid in each arm, all three of them looking on in wonderment.

What is it with the sitting down thing?  Have we all lost our ability to
stand or walk?  I guess so, we have all been 'floored' - literally.
Where's Dad?  Is he on the floor too?

I look behind and see Daddy sitting on the floor, well that answers that
question.  His back is braced against the closed front door, his knees up
to his face, eyes closed and tears lining his face.  And he's singing to
himself - the same lines the Jarrows are singing.  Over and over again.

'I will sing you into my heart'...

I get it! - this is my Mom's song, this is a song sung by her!  I have
never been curious about her music before and although I could have sought
it out on the net or places like that.., I never felt the compulsion to.

People have always made sure to 'protect' me from her music as if my life
was in danger if I heard it or something.  The whole rigmarole has always
amused me.  But not today.  I feel shattered, but a new level of awareness
has been awakened in me.  And in my Dad, I think that something has finally
been laid to rest in him.  And I think in a sense - we are finally coming
home.

I slowly extricate myself from Felix and Granny and carefully make to stand
up.  I help them stand as well, lending my strength - physical strength
just as they have shared their emotional strength with me, just as Miss
Carol has annointed me with her spiritual strength, Grandpa and Grandmother
Maxson's intellectual strength and Daddy's unwavering, steadfast love.

I walk over to my father and my heart soars because Felix walks with me,
his hand around my back.  He walks with me like he belongs there.  I love
him for it.

I take my Dads hands and kiss him before facing back to our family.

"Family, this is my father"

"Welcome home Ry" says Granny Jarrow,

"Welcome back Son" says Grandpa.


***

(Ryan)

I will always wish that I sorted this problem out much earlier.  They did
not have to but they made it so easy for me.  They are a very strange
family, the Jarrows.

They don't seem to hold grudges, they have always said that grudges become
your master and so we should avoid them.
  Jake would have me believe that Felix sure can hold a grudge but I don't
think so.  Some of the looks that boy has given my son sure do seem rather
menacing, but I can also see other things.  Things I don't want to think
about yet.  I must admit, the boy sure is a sweet touch.  He looks and acts
just like Shonta in so many ways.

After that amazing - I really don't know what to call it... that amazing
happening in the front hallway, we were welcomed again and taken through to
the dining room for a full meal.  They all greeted me as if they had not
seen me for years, which naturally two of them had not.  But even Kathleen
and Gary greeted me anew, and they even offered me the babies to kiss and
greet.  They are definitely still one very special family.

Holding onto Clara and John-James (Grandpa Jarrow) was the final tension
release for me.  I could only repeat 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry' - over and over
again as they rocked me back to comfort, repairing my soul, helping me to
forgive myself.

The way they welcomed their grandson was phenomenal, they encircled him in
a guardian circle and then they sang my angel Shonta's closing song, 'Into
my heart'.  She always finished her performances with that beautiful song
and I have not heard it for years.

It's ironic how for me the song represents closure, and a lasting peace, a
final release.  But for my son it is something completely bewildering and
new.  I can see it in his eyes, his mind is whirling with fresh thoughts
and new sensations.  God love Miss Carol, I now know what she meant.

We ate with good cheer and very little heavy duty discussion.  Mostly
chatter about Jake as a baby and Jake as a kid.., Jake at high school and
the rest of my family.  You can imagine Jake's reaction to all this.  He
usually likes being the center of attention, as much as he tries to deny it
he's an attention hound often enough.  But he's not enjoying this
session...

I prolong his agony by announcing the existence of several mementos Mother
had prepared for the Jarrows.  I am grateful to Mother for making them
several photo albums and dvd's all chronicling Jake's young life thus far.


Why am I so lucky to be surrounded by such thoughtful wonderful people?  My
eyes tear up at the thought.  You know, Mom told me she has been making
those extra albums all this time, preparing them against this very day.

After the meal I ask if I can talk to the Senior Jarrows alone somewhere.
Kath and Gary clear the table and head into the kitchen to wash up, Lenore
takes the babies into the family room to play and Felix and Jake race on up
to Felix' room to watch dvd's.  It amuses me how teenage boys seem to have
to run and race everywhere.  We all grimace and smile at one another as we
note each stomping footsteps resounding as they clomp up the stairs and
along the hallway to Felix' room.  You don't really have much choice but to
note their noisy male adolescent progress.

Kath brings in coffee for all of us and kisses my cheek, she blushes as her
uncle and aunt look on amusedly and quickly dashes for the nearest exit, I
can't help but blush as well.

So what happened next? - well here goes.

I thank them for still loving their grandson enough to attempt to open up
channels again once they found out where he lived.  I spend a long time
telling them what happened to me, apologizing for why I made such a huge
mistake and betrayed the family who had welcomed me so warmly when my own
family had gone missing in my life.

I spend even longer telling them more about my beautiful son, their own
grandson, describing what kind of boy he is, what makes me love him so much
and how he has been raised.  I describe to them the traits he shares with
his mother, and they smile - it's so bittersweet.

I also explain about the less than favorable way Felix and Jake actually
met and talked about how they seem to be getting on a lot better now and
really seem to like each other despite their tendency to bicker and fight.
They chuckle a little at that last comment.

Finally I go to the coat stand and produce a slim packet from inside my
jacket.  It's the deed to the old Jarrow Homestead.  I don't know the exact
details but the lawyers said it was bought by some kind of benefactor
immediately after the Jarrows lost the case.

Whoever the buyer is, they have faithfully repaired and maintained the
property all this time and were happy to sell it back to me as long as I
was prepared to return it to the Jarrow family.

I signed the papers straight away.  I have my suspicions about who was
behind this but they can keep for the time being.  I am interested in why
they did not just return the property to the Jarrows themselves, but at any
rate - I am happy with the outcome.

"Please John-James.., please accept this deed, you know what it is... and
it's long past time that I made right by you"

I gravely hand him the documents and his wrinkly spotted hand begins to
shake as he receives it.

No words are spoken by them, they are too overcome - but I'm not finished
yet.

"I also wish to inform you of my intentions to gift to you 10% of your
daughters total estate backdated to the time when she passed away"

They immediately begin to protest this action, but I stand firm.

"I am only acting according to what would have been Shonta's wishes.

Long before she died she had discussed with me her desire to set up a trust
for all her family to contribute towards the medical, education and general
needs of every member of the Jarrow line"

Their eyes are wide and glistening...

"She also wanted to establish a separate trust to upkeep and maintain the
Jarrow Homestead"

I clear my throat and push on..,

"Nobody can fully know the hatred I have for myself.

The least I could have and should have done in the wake of my wifes death
was to ensure the well-being of her beloved family, and their heritage"

My voice is thick and lead-weighted with crushing guilt.

"I failed in that final duty to my wife, your daughter.  I raised a son
without his mother and I blame myself directly for her death" They make to
protest again but I hold up my hand.

"Please let me say this, I need to say it"

I sip my cold coffee and carry on..,

"You see, the day she arrived in Louisville we had already been fighting
for many hours" - I go on to explain those horrible 24 hours to them.

"And, and when she - when she died, I had been frantically trying to
contact her, to beg her forgiveness.  The rest you know"

I hang my head and Mrs Jarrow moves around to my side and takes me in her
arms.  Time hasn't been kind to her, to either of them.  I know my actions
have speeded up their various ailments and I intend to make up for my
wrong-doings as much as I can.

I have a lot to compensate for and I am determined to see it all the way
through, for them, for my son, for my Shonta.  Ten percent of Shonta's
total earnings plus arrears adds up to well over $60 million and I am sure
this will go a long way to alleviating the material privation I have
caused.

Giving them their grandson back will remedy the emotional privation.

"Mr and Mrs Jarrow, not only have I raised a son without his mother, but I
have also raised him without his maternal grandparents, his mothers own
family"

I shudder and have to pause for a moment.

"I need to let you know that my own parents have pushed me for all of
Jake's life to let you see him and love him"

They share a look but I cannot read it's meaning.

Irrespective of the feelings they had towards Shonta in the beginning, and
believe me - they deeply regret those feelings now.., they were never party
to the actions I took that barred you from seeing Jacob.

"These two grievous sins are probably beyond my ability to atone for in any
meaningful way.

I can only beg that you accept the small things I offer you now as some
token of my desire to make ammends for the mistakes I have made and the
lives I have ruined and privated"

"We forgave you years ago boy" the old lady whispers.

I nod my head,

"Mrs Jarrow.., I speak now as a father.., the most precious thing I have -
and 'thing' is not the best choice of words...

The most precious part of my life is your grandson.  There is nothing now
or ever that could diminish the love and dedication I have for him.

But I give him over to you, do you understand?  I am trying to give back to
you what I wrongfully took away"

My eyes are blinded by the agony of my guilt, I cannot see.

"Please take him and love him and he will be as wonderfully bright and
healing for you as he has been for me"

"Ryan, listen to me honey" It's Clara.

"For us to take the child away from you won't solve anythang sugar"

My eyes are clearing...

"He's a big boy now and we can't never uproot him an all.  He's already
been uprooted once, and that were straight out of his Momma"

My heart jolts at the memory.

"They had to uproot him that time or he wouldn't be a livin, but to do that
to him right now, well that would start him dyin now wouldn't it"

I can only agree, the old man speaks up.

"Boy, Ryan.., we never came here to take away what's rightly y'alls.

We never ever had those intentions at any time.

We jez came to ask y'all if'n y'alls were willin to share..,

And let us feel the light of our grandsons life as well as y'all,

And the child got to agree likewise"

I am beginning to smile, my hearts heavy burden is lightening.

"And son, not only have we missed that strappin young fella up the stairs
there..,

We have also missed y'all!"


The sun has set on West Virginia for the night, but it's only just
beginning to rise again in my life.


(Felix)

We both rush upstairs and crash land together on my bed.  Jake rolls me
into him and begins nuzzling me bringing back memories of yesterday.  Woah
what a day yesterday was!  The awesome basketball game, running away up the
tree, the shower afterwards!

Yeah lets fast forward to the shower part hehe.., My boyfriend (Jake) drove
me home and we were both greeted by Lenore.  I was originally gonna have to
hurry in the shower so I could start supper but Lenore said that Uncle Gary
had called and said he was gonna spring for pizza.  Well who was I to
argue?

"What's that stinky smells!"  cries Abby.

"Why it's me! - the stinky Beast of Forkridge!" Jake announces.

He lifts up his arms, smells and then proceeds to chase a squealin Abby
around the room.  Personally, I quite like the smell of a stinky sweaty
Jake, don't y'all?  In fact he is far less stinky than I am - in my
opinion.  He hardly even sweats.

I capture the stinky monster and drag him away upstairs for to shower,
Lenore looks on, a knowing regretful look on her face.  I keep pushing my
beast up the stairs coz he's playing at bein difficult.  I cop a good feel
of his plump ass covered by his silky white basketball shorts.

He stops suddenly and bends over presenting me with his butt.  his hands
resting on the stairs in front of him.  He laughs softly and shakes his ass
slowly enticing me.

And who am I to question this wondrous opportunity.  I place both my hands
on his firm round melons and squeeze almost reverently hehehe okay maybe
not.  He groans and pushes into me.  Mmmmm I can feel his jockstrap.

Quicker than lightning I pants him and slap his bared cheeks hard.  He
yelps and lets out a girlish scream before running up the stairs trying not
to trip over his shorts.  I chase after him heaving with the effort not to
collapse in fits of laughter.

I rush into my room but he's already gone into the bathroom and I hear the
lock click.  It reminds me to lock my bedroom door and I do.  I stalk over
to the bathroom door and begin whining.

"Jake open up, that's so not fair dude please - let me in!"

A giggling voice answers from the other side, "Whatever, you locked me out
of my bathroom that time!"

"Oh please Jakey I'm sorry for slapping y'alls fat ass" I cover my mouth
and laugh.

"Whaddya mean FAT ass!"

"Hehe oh but don't get me wrong sweety I love me some big ole fat bootay!"

"My ass is NOT fat, I look at it all the time and it's toned, steely, tight
and firm - definitely NOT fat!"

"Okay baby Jake, so please open the door"

I hear a click and rush on in before he changes his mind.  I enter to the
sight of my honey eyeing his bare ass in the mirror.

I roll my eyes before pausing to look at a nearly naked Jake for the first
time...

Hes ripped all his clothes off except for his sexy white swimmer jock.  And
the vain boy is inspecting his ass from different angles.

"Hmmm I have to say Felix, it is good to have a little jiggle in the butt
you know"

I don't answer, my mouth has gone dry.  I tear my eyes away from his
delectable butt and find his eyes staring at me in the mirror.  My heart is
fair jumpin out of my chest, my cock is jumpin out of my shorts haha.  I
cover my groin with my hands.

Our eyes lock and we stare at each other.  His eyes flicker from my eyes to
my shorts.  My eyes swivel between his violet-blues and his bottom.  I
begin to drool and I catch myself stroking my dick before I'm really aware
of it.

He notices that my eyes keep travellin down to his ass and he looks over
his shoulder, trying to see what I see.  He then looks up at me again and
his face slowly begins to develop the most delicious blush.










I swallow as I begin to shuffle over to him and he turns around straight
into my embrace.  We hold each other as our eyes close and our mouths begin
their search for each other, like blind puppies seekin out their milk
source.

For now that source will be his mouth, but I know that in due time it's
gonna be his elongated dick, which as I speak is poking up into my tummy.
We both groan noisily and then laugh for no reason at all.  We begin a
crazy dance of laugh and choke kissing.  Trying to be serious, but at the
same time finding everything insanely funny as well.

Does this happen to all first time lovers or are we just hogwild mad?  I
sure don't know but I sure know I am gonna enjoy findin out.  My hands slip
round the back and find his cheeks.  His hands have already found mine.
It's like BINGO!

"Hmmmm Felix baby lets hop in the shower now okay?"  Jake's raspy voice
finally penetrates my lust soaked brain.

"Mmmm what? - you gettin fraid Maxson?"  I challenge.

"Grrrrr I ain't afraid of nothing!"

He grins widely.

"Except for maybe your stinky body!"

"Takes one to know one"

"Well why don't we get to know each other a little better in the shower
huh?"

He waggles his eyebrows and I laugh.

We dance around a little bit still not letting go, gee I never knew I could
waltz!  And then we cram ourselves into my shower, which to be honest - was
not built for two guys our size... especially a guy Jake's size.

Good thing the showerhead really blasts that water out, and it somewhat
'dampens' our ardor, causing us to go on autopilot and grab for showergel
and shower puffs.  We both begin to giggle at what good lil boys we are all
of a sudden.

And then we realize that he is still in his jock and I am still fully
dressed!  We begin laughing hysterically, hugging and giggling into one
anothers bodies, we are such amateurs!  And then as if yet another switch
has been flipped we are kissing hungrily and urgently tearing at my shower
soaked clothes and his sexy nearly transparent by now jock.

Jake naked is no disappointment.  He is like a greek statue but better coz
he ain't made out of marble and he moves.  He is supple, muscular and
ripped to shreds.  At 17 he is one Hell of a good specimen for masculine
pride.  I trace my fingers over every muscle going down from his neck,
slipping over his heaving pecs sliding over both of his full dusky nipples.

He hisses and his eyelids flutter as I stroke and milk his sensitive
nipples Hmmm he likes nipple play hehehe, gotta remember that one.  I
stroke on down over his pronounced abs, his inny button and inspect his
trimmed soft black pubes.

He shaves them real close till there's only a tiny wisp of hair above his
penis.  I find that I am supremely turned on by images of Jake running a
razor over his most intimate areas, keeping his bush trimmed and neat, no
bigger than a large postage stamp above his dick.

I tickle his little patch of hair and he giggles and growls at the same
time, watching me through lust induced eyes, willing me to go further.., to
do more.

Jake Maxson has a beautiful penis.  Long thick and for now hanging straight
down.  It's cut perfectly at the tip and it's the same lightly tanned color
as everywhere else.  Hmmm has he found some nice spot to tan naked?  It's
just another sexy thought to tease my mind with.

I handle his lovely penis carefully, almost as if it's a loaded gun
'cocked' and loaded, ready to go off at the slightest sign of trouble...

Something makes me stop and look up into his eyes, to check once more if
this is alright with him.  He gives me an impatient look and whines
sweetly, grinding his penis into my hand.  I snicker and we kiss sloppily.
His tongue beats an insistent tattoo inside my mouth and I swear I can feel
the same beat pulsating out of his turgid manhood.

That long thick cock is beginning to rear it's mighty head, and it swiftly
rises until it's flush against his ridged stomach.  He groans again and I
swallow his tongue as with one hand I stroke up and down his ever
thickening rod and with the other hand I begin exploring his balls.

The boy can sure packs a mighty set of balls hehe.  They swing and dangle
heavily as I glide my fingers over them.  They are like two velvet sacs
stretched loosely over two tight satin sacs encased within.  I am gonna get
my mouth on those balls sometime very soon.., VERY soon.

I don't know what I'm doing, not really.  I'm just going on instinct and
hoping he likes it.  I am sure liking what he's doing to me.  He has been
flicking his thumb lightly underneath the head of my own penis (which I
love).  And he has been kneading my ass, pulling my cheeks apart and
letting the spray hit me right there.

He stands up on tippy toes and gasps as I let my hand slip under his balls
and stroke over his rosebud.  I shiver at the intensity, and the naugtiness
of it.  Is it allowed?

He starts rocking against my finger, letting me touch him in his most
intimate place, letting me know he's okay with it.  I open my eyes to check
but his eyes are closed in ecstasy, his head tilted back.

The texture of his ass hole is now burned into my mind forever.  Delicate
folds of silkiest skin greet and make love to my finger as I push against
his tiny ring gaining entrance into his inner world.  I am in, and he frees
his mouth from mine, inhaling greatly, taking in seemingly vast amounts of
steam and air.

"Oh baby f---------ck" he cries as I crouch to get leverage and slide my
finger up till it's kissing against his nut.  I know I've found his
prostate, I can feel it and I can tell by his reaction.  I find that his
dick is in my face and for the first time in my life... I partake of it.

His mighty thighs are beginning to shake and I know that the house is gonna
come crashin down any moment now.  He is frantically milking my cock and I
am almost dancin an Irish Jig on account of his talented fingers.

My own single digit is whippin his ass up into a frenzy and at last he has
no other recourse but to blow.

He covers my mouth with his, cutting off my primary air source, forcing my
nose to take over.  His tongue invades me holding us mouth to mouth like
glue, the cement of love.

And he absolutely explodes into my left hand which was faithfully working
him up all this time.  The ring finger of my left hand sends all sorts of
excited signals back to me describing what Jake feels like on the inside as
he comes apart on the outside.

And yes I am also erupting all over myself and my baby as we give ultimate
recognition to the honor we have just paid one another.

Finally I slip my finger out of him, our mouths disembark and our arms go
round each other as we both collapse into one body, one flesh, one lover.

After a while We begin to soap up and leisurely wash each other down.
Taking the time to look at and inspect each others bodies all over again.
but not in the same sexual way we did before - although it certainly is a
turn on.

More in a sort of a fact finding mission kind of way..,

"Hey you've got a cute star shaped spot just above your right ass cheek
Felix, I like it" He exclaims,

"Yep all the better for y'all to identify me from behind with" I answer and
he snorts.

"Jake how did you get this scar on your shin?"  I ask...

He pauses, looks down at it and considers.., it's clear that he has not
thought about this scar in a long time.

"I accidentally shot myself with an airgun when I was 11" he explains,
touching it gingerly.., remembering.

"What!?!?!" I gasp... holding his arms, demanding some kind of explanation.

"I was meant to shoot Clarke but I missed when Miss Carol hollered out the
window..."

The water is slowly getting cooler and we rinse off and exit, huntin round
for towels.  We find some big white fluffys and start rubbing and drying
each other, our cocks jiggling around with alacrity.

"Yeah I tried to kill him when he said he thought Jessica was growing her
tits out at last"

We both stop and laugh, before returning to our drying jobs... just so you
know - that's the driest I ever got! - hehehe.

What an awesome afternoon we had yesterday!  In the end we couldn't relax
much coz Uncle Gary got home, he forgot the pizza's and had to order them
again.  I had to watch the kids as Lenore was just leavin.  I looked out
the window to see where her ride was coz I did not hear an engine.

Junior was parked down the the street lol, he must have texted her to meet
him at the corner.

Jake had to stay upstairs for a lil while in my room coz he forgot his gym
bag in the confusion of chasing me up the tree lol.  I had nothin that
could fit him, decently that is.

Luckily Mom got home straight away and I raced down to the school in Jake's
truck, used his personal gym key to let myself into the changing rooms and
soon returned with his bag of extra clothes in tow.  Man that truck is one
nice ride, but not as nice a ride as it's master is gonna be, I blush at
myself for thinkin like that... Felix Drake Jarrow - y'alls dirty dirty
mind!!!

I thoroughly enjoyed watchin him dress and groom himself, and he hammed it
up posing and flexing as he got dressed.  I particularly got hot watching
him step into a slinky red bikini brief that left absolutely nothin to the
imagination.

"Woah that reminds me, I saw y'alls freaky underwear drawer Jake haha! -
you kinky lil devil!"

"Oh yeah I bet you sniffed them right horndog?"

He has one leg into a tight pair of black jeans and is hopping around tryin
to get the other leg in.  Man not only is he sex on two legs, he's sex on
one leg as well.

I watch those tiny briefs disappear as he slowly pulls his zipper up,
looking me in the eye.  My mouth waters.

"Boys! - the pizzza is here" Mom calls up the stairs.

Uncle Gary got 3 Supreme pizza's for us boys, one each and one Hawaiian for
Momma and the kids.., smart man that guy.

I was sad to say goodbye to my Jake, my new boyfriend, he said so himself,
you heard him say it!  But his Daddy texted and messaged him to get gone
home.  It's so cute how he loves his Daddy so much, I wish I could say the
same bout mine.

We sneak round the side of the house and he backs me up against the wall
before proceeding to kiss me senseless.

"Felix I meant it what I said today about us being together" his eyes blaze
into mine.

"I love you and only you, I don't give a damn what others think and the
next people I gotta tell is Daddy, my Grandfolks and Miss Carol"

"I hope we don't get in trouble Jakey" I whine.., I notice I am pouring it
on with him already - using weird whimpery voices, and strange baby talk.
Is this what it's like to be in love?

There's one other thing I wanna tell him too...

"Jake, baby? - you ain't gonna get freaked out by anything we did today?"

He answers me with his mouth, placing my hands directly onto his ass..,
pushing them into his crack.  I respond, running my fingers up and down
while he humps me.

"Do you mind Felix? - that I wanna get you inside me?"

"NO WAY!"  I reply.

"And do you mind Felix, that I want to f----ck you senseless as well?"

"WOW, WHEN?!?!"  I squeal excitedly.

"I don't know, I think we better talk more bout it when we can and have
plenty of time to ummm get...to the bottom of... it..."

We both snicker at his lame joke...

"Felix my ass is like totally into you!"

I scoff, "Ha! - more like I am totally into your ass baby!"

He blushes and leans into me so I can't see his burning face.  I laugh
softly and kiss kiss kiss all over his exposed right ear, he squirms with
giggling laughter.

We both chuckle and kiss long and deep, our pizza tongues exchanging phone
numbers.  Speaking of which, his phone goes off - playing the same damn
Rihanna tune I heard earlier.  We quit kissing and he reads the message
from his Dad.  He shows me the message - it's says "Git da hel hme" - lol.

"Why you got some damn Rihanna song for y'alls Dad for?" I splutter.

"Daddy thinks she's hot haha, he watches MTV with me sometimes and he likes
her and Ciara"

"Your Daddy's is whack dude and he better not let Mom know he gets down on
the younger ladies haha!"

"I'll tell him that baby, see you tomorrow when the Grandfolks arrive
right?"

"See you then my Jakey, I love ya!"

"Love you too gorgeous, one more kiss please"

We kiss and I walk him to his truck, my heart heavy that I'm losing him so
soon after just having found him again today.  Not being on speaking terms
for two weeks sucked!

But I am excited, waiting for tomorrow to come.  I steal one more searing
kiss before he hoofs it down the street and then to climb the road up to
his mountain top home.

*** <Back to the next day>

And now here he is again, in my room, in my arms watchin dvd's with me..,
dontchya love the magic of storytelling? We can whizz here and there in the
blink of an eye.

We spend a few minutes discussin his meeting his grandfolks who are
actually my great aunt and uncle but we don't differentiate like that in
our family.  As I said earlier, you either are blood or you ain't.., simple
as that.

After that I got out the dvd I promised to show him a couple of weeks
ago... the videolog of my nocturnal visit to Waverly Hills Sanatorium back
in Louisville.  I slip it in, tell him a lil more bout the location and a
lil bout my friends who went with me.., and we begin rolling.

A few minutes and I am beginning to notice him gettin all squirmy and
flinchey in my arms as the film unfolds.

"Woah, are you scared Jakey?"

"No" - he answers, too quickly

"Yes you are!"

"I am not!"  he growls and I laugh...

"You're freaking out aren't you!"

"Nope" he squeaks...

"Jake if you want me to turn it off?"

"Okay"

"Okay what?"

"Okay if you wanna turn it off" he still won't look at the screen which I
have paused with the remote.

"That's not what I asked Jake, I said if YOU want me to turn it off?"

"Yes please" a very small voice.

"Awww Jakey! yall got scared!"  I turn it off and grab him in a head lock
and give him a noogie.  He squirms but lets me do it.  He just lets me
touch him so much now, does he know why I do it?  Does he feel it too?  Of
course he does.

He snuggles into me and I change the tv onto the Cartoon Network.  He sighs
happily and we just lay there, me stroking his beautiful hair, my fingers
full of electricity.., that static surge of heightened senses and high
emotion.  I'm so happy and if this is a dream please don't wake me up.

He starts to doze off and I remove my hand..,

"It's okay" he says,

"I really like it"

He freaks me out the way he can just know things like that.  How well he
can read me already.

He grabs my hands and puts it back into his hair.  Honestly I'm in a scary,
heavenly place.  My stomach is buzzing with buzzy bees. A fizzing feeling
of heat and exquisite pleasure washes through my body from top to toe.

He rolls over in to my arms and we are suddenly face to face, eye to eye..,
mouth to mouth.  We kiss tenderly and long, licking into one another's
mouths as he gets on top of me and begins to slowly undulate.

Yes there's gonna be a lot of sex from now on, at least I hope so lol.  and
just because I got so full of myself he suddenly stops.  He's had a
thought.

"Baby, do you think it would be okay if I stayed the night.  If that's okay
with you that is?"

"Wow what a great idea!" I reply happily.

"We got church together tomorrow right?"

"Yep we alls is goin churchin with you alls" I quip.

"Cool I will go home with Dad and come back down to spend the night aight?"

"Aight sweetheart"

We kiss and cuddle into one another's arms, his hands all over my back and
ass.  It is such a new feeling to me.  The idea that somebody can't get
enough of me is incredible.  Just the mere thought that this person is Jake
is marvellously thrilling.  He told me earlier that he's so thankful to
Uncle Gary for acceptin that job up at No 3.  Coz it brought me and Momma
to him.  I shiver at the fact that I never wanted to move here in the first
place.  It was too far from any big cities, too different, I was in my
final year of high school etc etc.

None of that matters now, I have all that I will ever need right here.
Yeah yeah, I am young and I know nothin so what?  I am 17 and as I see it I
have no choice but to be 17.  All my decisions, thinking and reasoning have
to be from the perspective of the age I am.  And this is the way I feel.
If I was a mentally fit 25 year old makin like a 9 year old THEN y'all can
shoot me hehehe.  But not right now.

I am too much in love, I am happy and I have met the one for me.  Famous
last words?  Nope, it's just the truth as I know it.  Nothing more, and
nothing less.  I snuggle up to my baby stroking one of my favorite parts of
his body.., his soft downy hair just at the back of his head.

This is love.


***


(Jake)

Dad was pleased that I asked to stay down below tonight.  I think he was
also a little jealous too haha.  I am sure he would just love to stay down
there also and we all know whose bed he would be staying in if he had his
way!

I grabbed a quick shower, getting myself all nicey clean.  Got dressed and
then joined Dad to visit a little while with Grandmother and Grandfather
and Miss Carol who were all very excited about getting to meet the Senior
Jarrow's tomorrow at church.  All the Jarrows are gonna come up top later
for dinner too.

I got freaked out a little as I took my leave of them.  Miss Carol raised
her hand - as she does when she is about to have one of her moments.
Everybody sits forward and I sit back, I just knew this one was gonna be
about me.

"Well Maser William and Missus Leesha.., Maser Ryans..., Well I hope yall
ready to member and apply the lesson we all been learnin here lately"

Her filmy eyes rake over the room and everybody frowns...

"Tell us Miss Carol, what is it you see?"  Grandma asks - she has always
been fascinated by what she likes to call 'Carol's insights'.

"I see a little bird makin a choice for lurve... an I see hims flying far
far away if'n he don't get the lurve of hims family like he should!"

She looks straight at me and I sink down into Grandmother's Queen Anne
period settee.  In a remote corner of my brain I am relieved to be wearing
slacks instead of my usual jeans coz she insists that the rough denim
scratches the delicate brocade...  I sure think the weirdest thoughts when
I'm under the all seeing gaze of Miss Carol.

They look at me speculatively, considering the words of the old black lady
who has guided us safely for so long.  It's now or never, I make my move.

"Well, gee guys I hate to love you and leave you but I better go get some
gear together and get back down to Felix' place"

They all nod slowly.., this is getting really weird.

"So umm bye, love ya's, see you tomorrow in church!"

I jump up and do the rounds quickly kissing them all and as usual I end up
with Miss Carol halting me in my tracks.

"Baby boy, I jez gonna tell y'alls now, Miss Carol lurve you an always
will" she looks meaningfully around the room and I kiss and hug her
somewhat gratefully before escaping.  Dayum that was weird!

I get up to my quarters in record time and pack for tonight and tomorrow,
before racing back down the mountain to my baby.


***

There's nothing better than kissing, touching, feeling and loving Felix.
The idea that we are free of the chains that kept us from each other is
something I will eternally be grateful for.

I lift his shirt up over his head and begin to suckle his cute little pink
nipples, licking and suckling one whilst I stroke the other.  He cries out
my name and my dick jumps in my pants.  It wants to come out and play.

I quickly move down to his boxers and outline the shape of his sweet cock
and balls against the taut cotton.  He's gasping and moaning and still
calling my name.  I have to shush him coz there are others around too.

I lower his boxers and his cock springs out, slapping me in the face.  I
laugh and without any inhibitions at all begin lapping at the syrupy fluid
which is steadily dribbling from out of Felix Juniors little mouth.

"Jaaaake!"  he growls, "I want your dick too, turn around!"

Wow this will be my first 69! - I swing around and my crotch is raised
directly over his head.  He reaches out and immediately begins feeling my
bone through my pants, and he can feel EVERYTHING coz I am wearing
superfine Italian slacks.  The sensation is amazing.

He undoes my belt and unzips me, then pulls my pants down as far as they
can go.  I look back at him from my own position and notice that his eyes
are agog at my black thong.

"Jake you naughty boy! - you wore this thong today LOL!" He touches my hole
through the material of my thong and I answer in an unsteady voice.

"Nah actually baby I wore boxers today, but I had a shower before coming
back down and since I know how you get off on my sexy undies, (He rolls his
eyes).., I thought I would wear this just for you"

"Weeeeooo I sure ain't gonna complain hehe!"  he laughs and slaps my ass
before peeling my underwear off and resuming his maintenance work on my
ever engorging penis.

I do the same, gagging a few times on his perfect piece of manhood before I
find my rhythm.  I coat a finger in his cock-juice and begin to slide it
around his tight little hole.  He groans and flexes it accordingly.

I can feel his dick getting bigger and bigger in my mouth and before I know
it he's cumming like a fire hydrant.  I swallow as much as I can, my eyes
watering, my own dick flooding his talented mouth in response... my hole
twitching as his wet finger tickles me lightly at my backdoor.

We both roll off one another and laugh at the mutual sight of each other
trying to decide whether we like the taste of cum or not.  I think it's a
unanimous decision.  Yep, we both really like it!  In fact, we love it!

"I guess we came a lil early baby" he smiles at me.

"Yeah I think we need more practice" I respond.

"Sure do"...

He gathers a fresh towel he had conveniently placed beside the bed and
begins to wipe us off.  He cleans me carefully and tenderly his love for me
shining in his eyes.

"Felix", I say..,

"Hmmm?"

"Lets go brush our teeth" - he laughs.

"Race ya!"

Lets just call the race a draw ha!  We end up peeing and then showering,
nothing overtly sexual just lots of sensual loving washing and 'cleaning'
going on.  When we set to brushing he makes fun of my electric toothbrush
but I just laugh.

We're lying in bed again, all snuggled up.  He has been making fun of my
red velvet pajama's for past 10 minutes but all I can do is laugh and kiss
his smart little minty mouth.  I'm feeling pretty domesticated at this
point.

"I love you Felix"

"And I love you Jake, my Jakey"

"I really dig your hot body Feeeeely-Feelick!"  I snort, kissing and
licking his neck.

"Oh you like my neck huh?"

"Yep"

"Well I ain't had a bite on y'alls neck yet so it's time to reciprocate!"

I think about that one and yeah I'd have to agree, he hasn't chowed down on
my neck yet haha.  I am still amused at the thoughts that go through our
minds in moments like these.

Felix' eyes cloud over, "Yeah and now I'm the first guy to bite this
succulent beautiful skin!" he licks and sucks on my neck, damn but do I
feel like a piece of meat? - Yep -- the happiest piece of meat in the
world..,

"Actually Felix baby, you ain't the first guy to feast on my neck..."  the
sucking motion stops instantly and I can sense his hackles rising.., good
heavens he's so easy hehe.

"Whaaaaaaaaaat!?!?!"

His voice breaks and goes up two octaves.  I laugh and try to kiss him but
he dodges my advances.

"Awwww hey now that ain't fair baby!"  I'm trying not to laugh.

"Who was it! - who the hell was it Jake!?!

Was it Clark or Junior, was it Mark?  Man I should have known!  Y'all were
experimenting?  Please just tell me that!!!"

When did this happen!?!"

"Erm like just over a couple of weeks ago"

I give him a wide eyed look, I was gonna bat my lashes at him but he looks
real steamed up so I bail.  This not going in the direction I intended...

He backs off and looks me up and down before snarling..,

"We only met just over 2 weeks ago!!!  Grrrrrrrrrrr you been havin some on
the side you brazen hussy!!!"

I try to grab and hug him but he pushes me away, this is getting a bit too
over the top so I try to end it...

"Ummm the first male to make a meal of my neck was Lil Shaun"

Eeek I think I took this too far, I think he's gonna own me... I'm dead.

"Lil Shaun?.., LIL SHAUN!!!

Grrrrrrrrreeeeeeooooooooowwwyeeeeaaaahhhh!!!  you were just teasin me again
and I fell for it!

"Graaaah!!!"

He tackles me and we both go tumbling to the ground.  He rolls on top of me
and starts kissing the heck out of me.  I am dead alright..., this is
Heaven, I've made it.., I am dead and gone to Heaven...

"I'll give you Lil Shaun, right now your neck is mine and so will your cock
and your tits and y'alls ass and, and, and..."

"Mmmm promises, promises" I manage to blurt out as he attacks my neck
again.

"You like that baby?" he coos...

"You like it a lil rough huh Jakey?"

"Mmmm Felix talk dirty to me baby haha!"

I'm real glad I brought a high collared shirt for church tomorrow.  I am
sure gonna need it.

I close my eyes and just let him go.



***

(Miss Carol)


Miss Carol lays her Bible underneath the pillow of her long dead beloved
husband.  She pats it and settles herself down to sleep.  Her final
thoughts for the night float down towards loving family who are guarding
over her little Jacob until the morning.

"Oh dear Lord, how long - how long?.., I am ready to go but You don't call
on meh, I don't hear my name yet.

What still remains Father that Thou keep me here this much-a-longer?"

The old eyes close and her very last thought is an indulgent smile of
satisfaction.

'That farm go back to it's rightful masers.., jez as it should Lord, jez as
it should'

The Lord blesses her with a restful nights sleep.  It will have to do until
the long night of peace can finally be awarded.


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