Date: Mon, 31 Jan 2005 22:15:11 -0500
From: Dexter Alderman <dbomo34@hotmail.com>
Subject: Truth is hard chapter 5

by Dexter  (T/t,mast,oral,anal,incest)

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it
has been posted, without the consent of the author.
WARNING:

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts involving a man and a
MINOR boy. It is not intended to promote illegal acts against minors, but to
demonstrate
that men and boys can love each other.  The sexual acts described in the
story are not encourage to perform with minors. If the subject
of man/boy love offends you, if this material is illegal in your place of
residence, or if you are under the legal age for such material, do not read
further!

A note from the writer:
     I have thought about writing this story many times before but wasn't
quite sure if it would be excepted very well. I've noticed that most truer
story just don't seem either interesting enough or just to hard to believe.
But as I read Rodie's Love even though the writer say's it's not a true
story  he talks about how some events were taken from a true story and parts
of that story reminded me so much of my childhood, I decided to give it a
try. I'm not a writer and have never tried to be one so if the story is hard
to read that's why.

Truth is hard to tell.


  Dad and Daryl return home only a few hours after Ryan left. I stayed  in
the kitchen with Jack to avoid seeing them for as long as I could. When
dinner was ready I followed Jack to my seat where dad and Daryl were
waiting. We were almost all the way through dinner before anybody spoke.
     "I need to inform you two that I will be leaving tomorrow to head back
east to take care of  a few things. You two will have to be on your best
behavior while I'm gone."
     "Will you be seeing mom? How long will you be gone?" Daryl asked.
     "Yes and about a month."
     I had all I could do from jumping with joy knowing I was about to have
Jack all to myself for a whole month.
     "Dad can I call mom after dinner?" Daryl asked.
     "Why?"
     "I want to ask her if I can come stay with her."
     "You can call her but I told you before you can't."
     "Then can I stay at Mark's house?"
     "No, I want you to stay here so Dexter won't be alone."
     "But dad, why do I have to baby sit him." Daryl said pointing at me.
     "Your not your just going to help keep him company."
     "Dad I don't mind." I said trying to help get Daryl out of the house
to. "I had allot of fun with Jack and Ryan."
     "No! I think it will be better if he stays here with you."
     "But dad. I know I can stay at Mark's."
     "Your staying here and I don't want to hear another thing about it."
      Glaring at me Daryl throw his napkin into his plate before leaving the
table.
     "And you!"  Dad said pointing at me. You remember he's your older
brother and you do what he says. I don't want to hear about any problems."

     After finishing my dinner I went out to the kitchen to tell Jack the
news.
     "Your dad has already told me." Jack said.
     "Isn't it great!" I said excited.
     "Yes, but you had better watch your self. Daryl is not doing to be
happy."
     "I know. Dad wouldn't let him go stay at Mark's. I even tried to help
change dad's mind, but it didn't help."
     "Then you defiantly better watch yourself."

     Being sent to bed a little after nine, I wasn't looking forward to
facing Daryl. I only hoped he'd be asleep like last time. Entering his room
I saw he was still up, sitting on his bed reading a book. Watching him as I
went to my bed he didn't even acknowledge I entered the room. Not caring I
started to get undressed. Deciding hours ago to sneak over to Jack's room
after everyone went to sleep I only took my shirt off before climbing into
bed. My heart jumped when I heard Daryl speak from right behind me and when
I turned around I saw he was.
     "What?" I said feeling scared.
     "Nothing, I just want to ask you something." Daryl said as he sat on
the side of my bed.
     I was in total shock. "What did you say?" I said very sarcastically.
     "I want you to tell me about the stuff you and Jack do?"
     Looking at Daryl's face I knew what he meant, but tried to play dumb.
     "What do you mean?" I asked hoping he meant something else.
     "You know dam well what I'm talking about. The stuff you two do when
your alone, I want to know how it feels?"
     "We weren't alone. My friend Ryan was here."
     "That wouldn't stop you. You'd probably just have him join in, so tell
me what happened."
     "Nothing happened. We just played and swam that's all."
     "Why do all of you think I'm so stupid." Daryl said.
     I didn't mean to but I chuckled out load which I knew was a mistake.
     Slapping me hard across the face I fell to the floor as he spoke again.
     "You always think your so dam smart don't ya. I know you and Jack had
sex in our weight room, so your going to tell me what I want to know or I'll
tell dad?"
     "How'd you know that?" I said very shocked.
     "For someone so smart you sure are dumb, forgot that room has windows
in it."
     My face dropped. "You saw?"
     "Yea, Mark and I came over to get my bike. When we found the front door
locked we went around the house to go in the backdoor. When we got to the
weight room we saw the two of you."
     I would send the next thirty minutes telling Daryl every detail he
asked about Jack and I, but since he didn't ask anything about Ryan, I left
him out. I was surprised to see that Daryl was enjoying my story. Probably
more so he could embarrass me then anything.
     "Dose Jack like it when you suck him?" Daryl asked.
     "Yes."
     Pulling me up to my knee's He said. "Well since you have had so much
practices, suck me."
     Even though the thought interred me I hated him so much I wanted
nothing to do with him.
     "No." I Yelled.
     Slapping me hard across the face again he yelled. "You either suck me
our I'm going to kick the shit out of you then tell dad everything I saw."
Looking up at him I felt the tears starting down my face. "I mean now!."
Daryl ordered.
     Slowly lifting my hands to the side of his underwear I slid them down.
Even though we shared the same room I had never seen his penis up close
before. Looking at him I could see he looked just like me but only bigger.
Daryl had a little bush of hair above his penis and his balls hung low in
their sack.
     "Come on." He said as he smacked the top of my head.
     Opening my mouth I allowed Daryl's penis to slide in. I had to fight
the feeling to bite him, I wanted to so bad but knew what would happen if I
did. As his penis got hard in my mouth I noticed just how much bigger he was
then I. He must have been at least six inches long, allot more then I
excepted. Slamming all the way into my throat Daryl didn't give me time to
adjust to him. Gagging I tried to pull off of him only to have Daryl grab
the back of my head and force every inch of him into me. I cried as I
panicked trying to stop him from going so far down my throat. Jack had
always been genital with me and had never pushed as far as Daryl was going.
Losing control of himself Daryl started yanking my hair, I felt as chucks
were pulled from my scalp. Still pushing in as far as he could go I screamed
around his dick. Finally in what felt like hours to me Daryl started Cuming.
I was totally jealous when I felt his load hit the back of my mouth. When
Daryl stopped Cuming and let go of me I fell on all fours, spitting on the
floor. Gagging out what felt like poison that was burning my insides.
     Daryl didn't aw in his after math of Cuming like Ryan and I did.
Pulling me to my knee's he yelled at me. "What the hell are you thinking
spitting on my floor you little ass hole. You didn't spit out Jack's?"
     "No, let go of me!" I screamed as I placed my foot on the floor
attempting to stand, but Daryl kicked me hard between my legs, sending me to
the floor screaming in pain. I covered myself as much as I could as Daryl
continued kicking me.
     "Next time you'd better not spit it out or you'll get worse. Oh and
this is for making it so I can't go to Mark's." he said before kicking one
last time.
     Daryl returned to his bed leaving me crying on the floor. After a while
I was able to stand up and wobble out to the bathroom. Where I stayed until
I was sure Daryl and dad were asleep.
     My body, mostly my balls were hurting so bad I decided to head to the
hot tub. I knew Jack put me in a hot bath when my bottom hurt so I though it
might help for this to. Once in the pool area I left the lights off and
headed for the tub. Stripping off my remaining clothes I got in. I rested in
the hot tub for about thirty minutes until someone entered the room. Ducking
down the best I could under the side of the tub, I waited, hoping who ever
it was wouldn't see me.
     "What are you doing." Jack`s voice asked. But seeing my face as I
looked up at him Jack must have read the words in my mind that my voice
couldn't say. Without taking a thing off, he jumped into the water with me.
     "What happened, where are you hurt?"
     Starting to cry not from pain but from the emulation I felt I told Jack
what happened.
Picking me out of the water he carried me back to his place. Once inside
Jack looked me over paying special interested in my balls. By now they had
turned a nice shade of black and blue.
     Ever so lightly Jack touched them and I yelled in pain.
     "That hurt! I barely touched you." Rubbing the tears off my face Jack
held me before bringing me to his room and rapping me in his blanket.
     "Dexter I know there's more to this then just Daryl beating you. Tell
me what else happened?" Jack asked.
     I cried as I told him about Daryl seeing us in the weight room, what he
made me do and worse how it made me feel.
     "I don't understand. Why do I love it so much with you and Ryan, but
hated it so much with him."
     "You love Ryan and I and you know that we love you so you made a
choice. He didn't give you a choice and he didn't do it to you out of love
and you know it. So you felt used, forced, you felt raped."
     "But when Ryan forced me I still didn't feel like this."
     "That was because deep down you still knew he loved you. So inside you
were willing to do what ever Ryan thought he needed even if that was forcing
himself on you.
     Holding me Jack rubbed my back and with my head on his chest I fell a
sleep.

     When I awoke the next morning I was surprised to find I was back in my
own bed. Throwing my covers off I jumped out of bed only to be reminded
quickly of the night before events. My balls sang out in pain as they were
squeezed between my legs. Shuttering for a minute I proceeded down stairs
more gently.
     "How are you this morning?" Jack asked as I entered the kitchen.
     "My ball's hurt a lot if I squeeze them."
     "Then I show have a look." Jack said as he approached me. Kneeling down
in
front of me Jack slid down my sweat pants and underwear so he could see me.
I had to take a deep breath as Jack held them in his hand.
     "Dose this still hurt?" He asked.
     "Not as bad as it did last night but it still hurts."
     "Okay, we'll keep an eye on them for a few days, but if they don't feel
better soon I'm going to take you to see your doctor."
     I didn't like it but shook my head telling him I understood. Jack left
me to redress myself as he went back to the stove to finish the pancakes he
was making me for breakfast.

     "Where's everyone else?" I said as I slowly slid into one of the bar
stools.
     "Your dad left early this morning. Had a early flight out of Lax."
     "And Daryl?"
     "Haven't seen him. He wasn't even in your guy's room when I put you in
there last night." Jack said.
     "That's strange." I said but before I could finish Daryl walked into
the kitchen followed closely by Mark. Walking over to me he stopped in front
of me.
     "What do you want!" I said.
     "Mark and I have decided we want a reenactment of the other day."
     "What?" Jack and I said together.
     "You heard me. Mark and I want a closer show of you two going at it."
      "Your one sick little fuck you know that. I wouldn't lift a hair on my
head for you and your surely not going to bully me around." Jack said.
     "Fine, then we will just go see who we can tell." Daryl said as Mark
and him turned to leave.
     "Wait!" I yelled.
     Turning to Jack I said as tears started down my face. "Jack please."
     "Dexter not only is this sick have you forgotten what shape your body
is in, it would hurt you like hell to do that right now!"
     As I shook my head saying I hadn't Daryl spoke. "That will make it even
better."
     "But Jack it would kill me even more to lose you."
     Lowering his head he slowly shook it. Picking me up we headed for our
gym.

     "Now we want the full act just like before and if you do it right the
first time then you want have to do it again."
     Looking at Jack I could feel his anger flowing through him. I to had it
strong but also like him I knew we had no choice. Walking up to Jack he bent
down so I could put my arms around him. Blowing in my ear he told me he
loved me and that I was pretties boy he had ever known. Jack's hand rubbed
down my spine to slip under the elastic band of my sweat pants. I felt
everything and everyone around me leave my mind to be replaced with only
thoughts of him. Pulling my sweats and underwear down I was totally
oblivious to Daryl and Mark behind me. Jack had done what he wanted to, to
take me to a place where only the two of us could go. A place I felt safe
and would surrender my whole self to him. With in seconds Jack had me where
he wanted me and with my tension gone and body relaxed Jack took me. Bending
my legs to my ears he ate out my bottom while lightly stroking my penis
above my bruised balls. Pulling out of my bottom Jack stood up dropped his
pants to revealing his seven inch hard penis just waiting for me. Forgetting
all about why we were doing this I dove in sucking him into my mouth taking
him deeper then I had ever gone.
     Giving my brother and his friend a show had apparently turned Jack on,
because in no time I felt his load hit the back of my throat. Pulling out
just enough so I could taste and swallow every bit I could, while Jack
pumped my stomach full. When Jack pulled out of my mouth I quickly noticed
this time Jack's penis didn't lose stiffness at all. Pushing me back and
hoisting my legs to my head Jack plowed his penis into my bottom with one
quick thrust, making me scream out for a second in pain to be followed
seconds later by sounds of pleasure. As my orgasm shook my bruised balls
they sent waves of pain through out my body to mix with the pleasurable
feelings my penis was giving. Mixing together in my mind my body didn't know
which way to react as I eked and awed in pain and delight. With my face
mixed in feels and my bottom clamping down in my orgasm Jack started to fill
my inside with his come. My eyes shut and my mine over whelmed I screamed
out my feels as Jack blasted my insides. The orgasm that hit me continued to
rock through my body as Jack's went through his. Feeling a wetness hit just
above my penis a feeling of happiness went through me as I thought I had
come my first wet orgasm. Opening my eyes I looked to see that above my
penis the liquid wasn't white but red.
     Jack took a second to come out of his own orgasm. Looking into his eyes
he followed my gaze down to the small puddle just above my penis. Putting a
finger in it Jack smeared it around to feel it's texture.

     "Good show Jack, now get off him." Daryl said.
     "In a second." Jack said as he continued to check my penis and balls
over asking if I was in any pain.
     "Jack move, we want a try at him." Daryl said with Mark standing beside
him.
      "What!" Jack said turning his attention towards Daryl as a small wine
escaped me in terror.
     "You heard me, you had him and we want are turn at the little fag it."
     I wanted to scream, I hated having to suck Daryl and now he was going
to put his penis in my bottom. The one place I felt was only for those who
loved me.
    "There is no way you will ever have any part of him, not as long as I'm
around."
    "Will we could fix that." Daryl said sarcastically.
    "You know I'm getting really tired of your threats." Jack said grabbing
Daryl around his throat. "Just remember I'm in charge until your father gets
back and if anything else happens to Dexter, you'll get worse."
     I looked on in shock as Jack threw Daryl back onto the floor.
     Looking almost as shocked as I was he jumped to his feet and ran out of
the room with Mark right behind him.
     "I don't care what that little ass hole thinks he can do, I am not
taking any more of his shit and I'm surly not doing to stand around and
watch him hurt you."
    I felt the deepest love for Jack at that movement throwing my arms
around him I held him tight.

     Day's slowly turned into weeks and to my delight Daryl spent every
minute at his friends Mark's house. Not seeing him once since that morning
Jack and I were in haven. It took only a couple of days for the pain in my
balls to leave and after that Jack and I were once again doing it all over
the house. One of my favorites pass times was to suck Jack to orgasm while
he was trying to watch the news. He would try hard not to cum, but would
every time missing what ever he was trying to listen to.

     Awaking early on a Saturday morning I got out of bed to watch Saturday
morning cartoons. I was lying on my stomach on the floor, in front of the TV
when Jack came to find me. Seeing my naked butt wiggling as I intently
watched my cartoons was just to inviting for him. Being so caught up in the
TV I never knew he was there. Until that is, I felt the head of his penis
penetrate my bottom in one quick trust.
     Letting out a deep wail that turned into a moan I turned to face him.
     "Jack I'm. Ah ah.. Watching TV."
     "It's kind of annoying when your trying to and someone won't let you
isn't it." Jack said as he pounded my bottom harder.
     My mind filled with the super hero's I was watching was quickly drained
from my brain as the pleasures of sexual love washed them away. Still
looking over my shoulder Jack brought his lips to mine kissing me. Has his
lust drove him on, his penis found new depth inside me. Jack was pounding me
hard and was almost to his orgasm when his phone rang. At first Jack just
ignored it, but as it kept ringing he finally gave in and reached for it.
The call was short and when he got off he pulled out of me and told me to
get dress as he headed for his room. I was left in shock, Jack had never had
anything more important them me. Doing what he said I went in the room and
got dressed. Jack was in the bathroom and I could hear the shower running. I
waited and in only a few minutes Jack came out.
     "Jack what's the matter?" I asked.
     "Not now, I'll tell you in a few minutes, but right now I have to make
a phone call. Go to your room and pack some of your clothes and I'll be
there in a few minutes."
     "But why?" I started to ask.
     "Dexter just do it, I'll explain after."
     I left Jack's room with all kind of things going through my mind as to
what was going on. Reaching my room I grabbed a bag out of the closet and
started filling it with clothes, but not knowing where I was going I didn't
know what to pack.

     I was throwing socks and underwear in when Jack came through the door.
"Jack not knowing where I'm going makes it hard to know what to pack." I
said.
     "Dexter I have to go home from a while so I have called Mrs. little and
asked her if you could stay over there until I get back."
     "But why? Who was that on the phone?"
     "It was my uncle. My mom was in a accident and is in the hospital and
they don't expect her to survive. So I hope you understand that I have to
go."
     Shaking my yes I told him I understood. I didn't like the idea of
loosing Jack but at least I was going to my friend Ryan's.

     With in fifteen minutes Jack had us pulling up to Ryan's house. As we
pulled in the driveway I could see Ryan's curly blond head watching out the
front window.
     "I will call you and let you know what happens. You be good for Mrs.
Little now." Jack said while he hugged me goodbye.
     "I will. I love you Jack." I said as I hugged him back.
     "I know you do and I love you to." Jack said as he rubbed the top of my
head.
     Opening the car door Ryan who was now standing beside the car yelled
hello to us.
      "Hi Ryan." I said.
      "Hi buddy. I wish I could stay and talk to you but I have got to go.
Dexter will tell you why." And with that Ryan and I watched as Jack drove
away.

     On the way in the house I filled Ryan in on what was going on. He was
as surprised as I was but glad I could come over. I was busy also filling
Ryan in on what had happened with Daryl when Ryan opened the front door and
someone yelled boo scaring me to death. Jumping backwards I tripped and fell
onto my butt scrapping my elbows.
     "Zackary Daniel how many times have I told you not to scare people like
that." Mrs. Little said as she helped pick me up off the floor. "Are you
okay Dexter?"
     "I think so." I said as I looked at my elbows which were bleeding.
     "Oh I don't know what I'm going to do with that boy." Mrs. Little said
as she examined my elbows. "I'm going to have to put something on this, come
with me."
     I had had a lot worse, but knew not to argue with her so I followed
her.
     "Why did you do that you little jerk?" Ryan said to the boy that had
just scared me to death.
     "Because it's fun." The boy said.
     "I ought a pound you." Ryan said as we turned the corner into the down
stairs bathroom.
     "Who's he?" I asked.
     "Oh yeah, he's my cousin Zackary." Ryan said.
     "My sister, his mother, had to go away for a week and asked if he could
stay here with us."
     "And he still has two days left." Ryan said.
     "Ryan I do wish you'd try to get along with them." Mrs. Little said as
she washed my cuts and but some band aids on them before turning us boys
lose.
     I follow Ryan to his room to put my stuff away.
     "Why are you putting your stuff in his room." Zackary asked.
     "It's where I always stay." I said.
     "Hay that's not fair, you said you don't allow other boy's to stay in
your room!" Zackary said very upset.
     "No, that's not what I said. I said I don't allow babies to stay in my
room and Dexter not a baby."
     "I am not a baby!"
     "You sure act like one!" Ryan yelled.
     It didn't take a genius to figure out that these two didn't get along
and even though Ryan was at least six to seven inches taller and about ten
to fifteen pounds heavier this little kid wasn't going to back down.
Thinking one was about to punch the other I got between them "Wait! I
yelled.
     Facing Zackary I asked "I know how we can solve this. How old are you?"
.
     "Six."
     "Well then that means you aren't a baby so you can sleep with us."
     "Really?"
     "Yes really." I said.
     "Great, I'll go and get my stuff."
     Turning to face Ryan I prepared myself for the battle I knew was about
to come. But I felt I had a much better chance of winning it then Zackary
did.
     "What did you do that for?" Ryan asked.
     "Because I'm not going to act like my brother."
     Ryan didn't like it but said nothing else about it. Even though it was
his room he always liked to please me.

     Around six o'clock we were all eating the pizza that Mr. and Mrs.
Little had ordered for dinner. In no time it was eight o'clock and we were
told to go to our room. Since we didn't have school we were allowed to stay
up but we had to me in our room.
     The three of us laid our sleeping bag out on the floor of Ryan's room.
Ryan had a big room compared to Daryl's. Being an only child he had a lot of
things in his room Daryl and I didn't. His family maybe wasn't as wealthy as
mine, but he surely wasn't lacking in anything. He had his bed on the far
side with his own TV and a desk and plenty of toys. His room was almost
twenty feet long and about twelve feet wide so it had plenty of room for all
of us to sleep side by side.
     "Since you want him in here you can sleep in the middle. I don't want
him sleeping beside me." Ryan said.
     "I don't mind. Zackary would you like to sleep beside me?"
     "Yes."
     Once we were all situated Ryan decided to tell ghost stories. I knew
right away he only wanted to do it in order to scare Zackary. And in no time
he did. I tried to get Ryan to stop but he was enjoying it just to much. By
the time he had finished we had a crying child to deal with. Pulling him to
me I held him much like Jack had done for me so many times. Talking to him
and rubbing his head I just mimicked what Jack had done for me. I was
surprised in only a few minutes I had calmed him down.
     I didn't have to speak to Ryan he knew just by looking at me that I
wanted to kill him for scaring him. As Zackary laid in front of me we all
talked and in no time he was asleep.
     With Zackary asleep I heard Ryan's voice speak behind me.
     "What's your problem?" Ryan asked. More to the room then to me.
     Turning slowly onto my back so I could turn my head to see him I said
"What do you mean?"
     "You act like you like him more them me."
     "No I haven't."
     "Yes you have and putting him in here with us, why? Don't you want to
be alone with me?"
     "Of course I do, but you yourself said he's only here for two more
days."
     "You haven't even once tried to, to kiss me. What don't love me
anymore"
     I watched as a tear slowly went down his face. "No that's not it, I
want to be alone with you and of course I love you. It's just I know how it
feels to be alone, to feel scared. I just couldn't do that to him."
     Putting Zackary's head down on his pillow I moved over to Ryan. Taking
his head in my hands I brought his lips to mine and kissed him. "I'm sorry
Ryan. I do love you and think about you all the time, but I just could let
him sleep alone."
     Kissing me back I felt Ryan's hands as he caressed by bottom. Holding
me tight he whispered in my ear. "But I want a make love to you."
     Smiling from ear to ear I said "I know, we will."
     Pulling my shirt off Ryan continued his kissing me as well as caressing
my bottom. I tried to tell him no, that we couldn't with Zackary beside us.
But I felt the sparks only he could give me go though me as he forced his
hands inside my pajama bottoms. Our tongues clashed as he started to stroke
my penis. Still kissing me deeply I felt his hands move to my hips as he
started to pull my pajama's down. Breaking our kiss I was just able to very
weakly whisper to him "No Ryan we can." But my mind was no longer in
control, because I raised my bottom at the same time allowing him to side my
pajamas pants down and off of me. With my penis now exposed to the world
Ryan took me into his mouth. Sucking me hard and deeply, Ryan quickly had me
forgetting we were not alone. Moaning with excitement as Ryan tried to suck
my balls through my penis. Throwing my head back and forth as my orgasm came
so hard it made me buck my hips like a jack hammer. As I lost all control
and screamed out in total bliss Ryan throw my legs up and started eating my
bottom out. Replacing his hand on my penis where his mouth was he cautioned
to stroke my penis as he sank is tongue into my bottom. As my orgasm final
stopped Ryan slipped out of his pajama's and sank is penis into me. Rapping
my legs around him Ryan showed me no mercy. With my feet crossed over his
back Ryan was lifting my bottom off the ground as he pulled out. We were
making quite a lot of noise between the smacking sound as my bottom hit the
ground and the load moan that kept escaping me. Grabbing my penis I started
to masturbate myself as Ryan pounded me harder. As out orgasms approached my
face turned to face Zackary. As our eyes met I was to far into my sexual
feelings for it to register he was awake. With Zackary's and my eyes locked
together my orgasm hit again as Ryan's did also.

     I awoke with my breathing heavy, my penis hard and my bottom full.
Smiling I opened my eyes as I enjoyed the feelings that were being given to
me. Turning my head around my worst nightmare came true. "I told you Jack
wouldn't always be there to save you." Daryl said.
     I did everything I could do to get away from him, but he was just to
much bigger then I was. I tried hitting, kicking and screaming but there was
no one there to save me this time and just when I thought there was no hope
I heard Ryan's voice.
     "Dexter wake up, Your okay! Wake up!" Ryan yelled
     My eyes flew open to see Ryan before me. As I started to cry I threw my
arms around him.
     "Its okay, your safe, it was just a dream." Ryan kept saying.
     "What happened?" Zackary said as he rubbed his eyes.
     Putting my head in Ryan's lap I cried. "The dream was so real." I said
through sobs.
     "I know. I could tell, but your safe, Daryl can't get you here." Ryan
said.
     "Who's Daryl?" Zackary said
     "Well you shut up, This has nothing to do with you!" Ryan snapped.
     Being so upset I couldn't come to Zackary's defense this time.
     "I just want to help. Why do you always have to me such a jerk?"
Zackary said. As he started to rub my back.
     With in a few minutes I had calmed down and sat up. It was then I
noticed I was laying beside this kid I only met yesterday as naked as the
day I was born. Grabbing my blanket I cover myself up.
     "It's a little late for that Dex." Ryan said laughing.
     It was only then I noticed that he was just as naked as I was. "Why
didn't you get dressed?" I asked.
     "Why didn't I, the same reason you didn't. We fell asleep I guess."
Ryan said.
     "I told you we shouldn't do. You know."
     "You don't have to try and hide I saw you two last night." Zackary
said.
     "You did?" I said with a worried voice.
     "Well ya. You were making so much noise how could I sleep. I'd even bet
Ryan's parents heard you."
     Looking at Ryan I know he could see the scariness raising with in me.
"Don't worry Dexter he's not going to say anything, are you Zackary."
     Turning to look at Zackary I waited to hear what he was going to say.
"Well maybe."
     "What do you mean maybe?" Ryan asked.
     "It depends if you do what I say."
     I couldn't believe it, just what I needed, another person with
something to hold over me. "Why you little jerk!" Ryan screamed at Zackary
as he lunged towards him."
     Being between the two of them was just what I needed in order to stop
Ryan from killing him. Jumping to his feet Zackary was able to just keep out
of Ryan's reach as Ryan tried repeatedly to pound him with everything he
had. I being smaller then Ryan had everything I could do to just keep a hold
of him.
     "Ryan please stop!" I yelled as he continued to try and get a hold of
Zackary.
     It took a few minutes but Ryan finally calmed down enough to listen to
me. "Ryan please let me talk to him."
     "Why! You heard him. He wants to tell on us unless we do what he says,
just like he always dose." Ryan yelled.
     "Ryan quite down or your parents will hear." "Now Zackary, what do you
mean?" I asked
     "You can't make a deal with him, he never keeps his side." Ryan yelled
as he again moved towards Zackary.
     "Ryan stop!" I yelled as I tried to hold him back. In a calm voice I
spoke. "Ryan I know your mad, but I need you to do something for me."
     "What?" He said in a firm voice.
     "Go downstairs and watch TV or something and let Zackary and me talk."
     "Why it won't do any good!"
     "I think it will, Ryan please." With that said not liking it at all
Ryan left his room and headed downstairs.
     Looking at Zackary I noticed his eyes were fixed on my penis. Looking
down I remembered I was still as naked as the day I was born. Heading back
to our sleeping bags I found my pajama bottoms and put them on. Walking over
to Ryan's bed I sat down and asked Zackary to join me.
     "So what did you see last night."
     "You know, you were looking at me."
     "I did? Oh, well sometimes in that kind of situation you can see
without seeing."
     "What does that mean?" Zackary asked.
     "It means you might have saw me looking at you, but I didn't see you."
     "How can that be?"
     For the next thirty minutes I explained everything to him from sex to
how Ryan and I felt for each other.
     "I thought Ryan was hurting you."
     "I know it can look like that, but trust me he wasn't. When it's with
someone you love, like Ryan, it can be the best feeling you can ever have."
     "Really?" Zackary asked.
     "Really.
     Following his eyes down to his penis I could see the head pushed up
against his pajama bottoms. Looking into my eyes he smiled at me. "Would you
do that with me?" He asked very quietly.
     "What?" I asked.
     "Would you do that to me?" He asked again.
     "I can't. Ryan would kill me. Besides don't you have a best friend you
would rather be with?"
     "No, I don't have many friends." Zackary said. "And I like you."
     "I like you to, but like I said Ryan would be really mad.'
     "But if you do, I promise I will never say anything."
     My mind was racing with what he was saying and what I knew would happen
if Ryan found out. "I think we should ask." But before I could finish I felt
Zackary's hand on mine. His touch sent chills though out my body. Grabbing
my hand I watched as he pulled it towards his penis. My mind yelled for me
to stop him but my hand wouldn't listen. As my hand made contact with his
penis I knew I had to have him. Pushing him back on the bed I slid my hands
up his side, pulling his shirt up with them. He had the same chest as Ryan,
the same nipples the same out lines, I could almost see Ryan in his upper
body. Bringing my lips to his I kissed him, but here I could feel the
difference. Here there was desire but not love, here there was a boy wanting
to be taught the secrets of making another feel good but not the love shared
between them. Braking our kiss I looked down at him as my hand played with
each of his nipples. Kissing down his chest I licked his belly button
sending him into a state of giggles. Remembering how once this also did this
to me, now replaced with a completely different feeling. Putting one hand on
each sides of his hips I looked into his eyes to see no hesitation. Slowly
pulling down his pajamas and underwear I watched as his two inch hard penis
was released. Wanting to see all of him I pull his bottoms down to his
ankles. Standing there I admired his body. Except for his face his body
could almost be an exact replica. I said almost because he was circumcised
like I was. Taking him into my mouth I immediately felt the size difference
between them. Taking in a deep breath as I took him all the way to his balls
Zackary cried out in pleasure. Giving him the pleasure he so deeply wanted I
brought him to his first orgasm in seconds. Now being lost in the joys of
sex myself I didn't stop as I took him through and pass not giving him a
second for recovery. As I continued to suck him with everything I had I
pulled my own bottoms down so I could stroke my own throbbing penis. As I
felt his second orgasm approaching I stroked myself faster wanting to cum
together. Soon we were screaming together as our orgasm hit us. Panting hard
it took me a few minutes to see that Ryan was standing at the door.
     I immediately saw the hurt look on his face. "Mom said breakfast is
ready." Ryan said before opening the door and leaving.
     Jumping to my feet I headed towards him. "Ryan wait." I said as he
closed the door behind him. Fallowing in front of the door I started to cry.
     A few minutes later Zackary was at my side. "Our you okay." He asked.
     "Why didn't you tell me he was there." I asked though my tears.
     "I didn't see him. I know I should have but I didn't. Please believe
me."
     "I do." I said as I stood up and walked over to get dressed. "I told
you, you can see but not see."

     After getting dressed Zackary and I walked down to the kitchen for
breakfast. I was surprised to see that Ryan wasn't there.
     "Good morning boys." Mrs. Little said.
     "Good morning Mrs. Little." I said back as I sat down at the table with
Zackary. "Mrs. Little where's Ryan."
     "His dad had to run to his office and Ryan went with him, but he told
me he check with you two and said you both didn't mind that he left. Are you
telling me he didn't?"
     "No he did, I just forgot." I said quickly covering myself.
     "Here you boys go." Mrs. Little said as she put our breakfast in front
of us.
     After breakfast Zackary and I walked outside. I was feeling awful and
was trying as hard as I could not to cry as we sat down on the front porch.
     "How mad do you think he is?" Zackary asked looking me in the eyes. I
guess he got his answer because he said, "That mad?"
     "He's not mad. He's hurt." I said. "And I only wish I wasn't the one
who hurt him."
     "But I was there two."
     "But your not the one who's suppose to love him I am, and now I may
never me able to get that love back,"
     Zackary and I sat there for what seemed like hours.
     As lunch time came Mrs. Little came out and asked us if we were hungry.
     "No thank you Mrs. Little I'm not hungry." I said.
     "Are you sure."
     "Yes, but thank you for asking."
     "And how about you." She asked Zackary.
     "Can I have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."
     "Sure you can. Come in side and I'll make it for you."
     I couldn't help feeling outraged that Zackary could eat at a time like
this.
    After he left I got up and started walking. I had no idea where I was
going when I left but before I knew it I found myself standing in front of
my house. Remembering no one was home I climbed over the fence to the
backyard and went to were we kept a hidden key for the back door. Unlocking
the back door I went inside and up to Jack's room. Falling down on the bed I
cried until I fell asleep.

     I was only missing a few minutes before Mrs. Little noticed I was gone.
At home I could have been gone for days before someone noticed, but not at
Ryan's.
     Mrs. Little and Zackary started looking for me before I even got to my
house. After searching all through and around her house she left heading for
mine. Walking up to the front door she rang the door bell, but when no one
answering Mrs. Little and Zackary left to search around the neighborhood.
Returning home over an hour later she was glad to see her husband's car in
the driveway.

     Ryan and Mr. Little had gotten home only ten minute's before Mrs.
Little and Zackary returned home. Ryan was surprised when they return to
find all of us gone, but Mr. little told him not to worry we might have gone
out for lunch. But when Ryan saw Zackary and his mom walk into the house and
I wasn't following them he immediately got concerned.
     Walking to them he asked where I was.
     Walking past him Mrs. Little went to her husband and told him what
happened as Ryan and Zackary listen.
     "What do you mean you don't know where he is?" Ryan said in a scared
voice.
     Bending down so she could look her son in his eyes she said. "Don't
worry honey we will find him."
     "Maybe we should call the police?" Mrs. Little said looking up at her
husband.
     "No they won't do anything until he's missing twenty four hours." Mr.
Little said.
     "But we can wait that long!" Ryan screamed.
     "We will all go and look for him. Where have you two looked?" Mr.
Little asked.
     "In and around this house, over at his house and around the
neighborhood. I just don't know where to look. Honey he's your best friend
and you know him better then anyone where would he go."
     "He's normally go see Jack." Ryan said.
     "But Jack's not here. Mr. Little said. "Were else would he go."
     "Here to see me, unless.." Ryan stopped mid sentence.
     "Unless what dear." Mrs. Little asked. But Ryan hesitated.
     "Honey we need to find him. If you know something then you have to tell
us, I promise we won't be mad at you." Mrs. Little said.
     "Unless your mad at him, right Ryan." Zackary said.
     "You shut up! None of this would have happened if you weren't here!"
Ryan yelled as he lunged for Zackary.
     Grabbing Ryan as he started to cry Mrs. Little held him as she looked
from Zackary to Ryan. "Boy's what's happened that you're not telling us? Did
he run off because he thinks you're mad at him?" Mrs. little asked Ryan.
     Ryan slowly shook his head. "Why would he think you're mad at him."
Mrs. Little asked.
     "Because Ryan left without saying anything to him!" Zackary yelled.
     "I hate you!" Ryan shouted as he lunged out of his mothers grip
slapping Zackary across the face sending him to the floor. Jumping to his
feet Zackary slapped him right back.
     Grabbing Ryan as Mr. Little grabbed Zackary Mrs. Little yelled "Stop it
you to!" as her and her husband tried to restrain both of them. "What is
this all about!" Mrs. Little asked.
     "Because he's a jerk!" Ryan yelled.
     "No I'm not." Zackary yelled back.
     "Yes you are."
     "You just don't like it that Dexter sucked me this morning instead of
you." Zackary yelled.
     Seeing the shocked look on Ryan's face Zackary knew the second he let
it slip he said to much.
     "What?" Mr. and Mrs. Little said at the same time.
     Not knowing what to say Ryan turned around and buried his face in his
mother's chest and cried.
     "Ryan look at me." His mother said.
     Lifting his head his mother asked him. "Is what Zackary says true?"
     Not being able to speak, Ryan shook his head yes. After a long silence
Mr. Little broke it.
     This doesn't change the fact that Dexter is missing and we must go and
find him. "Ryan, do you have any idea where he'd go."
     Getting himself back together he said. "I think we should go try his
house." Ryan said.
     "But I already did and there was no one there."
     "He wouldn't answer the door, not if he's upset. Besides if he's in
Jack's room he would never hear the front door anyway."
     "Then how do you plan on getting to him?" Mrs. Little asked.
     "The same way he would have gotten in if he's there, through the back
door."

     Mr. and Mrs. Little both agreed that Mr. Little would stay at the house
with Zackary incase I turned up and Ryan and his mother would go to mine. On
the short trip to my house Mrs. Little decided to talk to Ryan about what
she had just learned.
     "So how long has this stuff been going on between you two."
     "Not long, a few months."
     "Did he teach you or you him."
     "Well it's kind of hard to explain. He taught me, but only after I told
him I loved him and wanted him."
     "You love him, our you sure?"
     "Yes!"
     "When did you know you were in love with him?"
     "I've always known I loved him from the first day I met him."
     Mrs. Little couldn't believe what she was hearing, but knew she knew
her son well and knew everything he was telling her was true.
     "So your sure he's the one for you?"
      "Yes, I only think of him and I only want to be with him.
      Mrs. Little pulled into the driveway when they reached the house.
Trying to open the door before she even got the car parked she had to tell
Ryan to wait. Getting out of the car she met him in front of the car.
     "Ryan listen to me. If you know you're sure. That he's the one for
you."
     "He is mom!" Ryan said butting in.
     "Let me finish honey. If you know he's the one for you then I want you
to know that it's okay. Your dad and I won't stop you and won't get in your
way. We will only be there to help or answer questions for you. So if your
absolutely sure he's the one for you then you need to make sure he knows
that, make sure he knows how your feel.
     Being in shock and not knowing what to say Ryan threw his arms around
his mother and hugged her, telling her how much he loved her.
     "How long will it take you to see if he's in the house?"
     "If he's in Jack's room it will only take me about five minutes to get
to his room and back again."
     "Then I'll give you ten minutes before I head home. If he's not in
Jack's room you come right back here and tell me before you search anywhere
else. But if he's there don't worry about me. Take as much time you need and
I will see you two when you get home."
     Hugging his mom he told her again how much he loved her before setting
off to find me.

     I was still asleep on Jack's bed when Ryan came in. Seeing me lying
there asleep reassured Ryan just how much he loved me. Walking to my side he
looked at the lines on my face where the tears had fallen before I fell
asleep. Seeing this also reassured him just how much I loved him. Wanting to
show me his love he got undressed and climbed up into bed with me. Putting
my head on his shoulder we slept together.

     I awoke several hours later. Much to my great surprise and delight I
awoke with my head on Ryan's chest.
     "Ryan, Ryan." I said as I shook him. Getting not much of a response I
looked down at his beautiful penis. Taking it into my mouth I sucked it
alive. As it grew in my mouth I was rewarded by his hand as they started to
rub my head and bottom. As his hips were brought to my willing mouth I
picked up my speed as his orgasm was already approaching. Ryan didn't hold
back his scream as his orgasm shook his young body. After he finished I
brought my mouth to his and kissed him deeply as tears of shame started down
my face.
     "Dexter please don't cry. I'm sorry for leaving you this morning."
     "I'm not crying because you left me I'm crying because what I did to
you. I knew it would hurt you to do things with Zackary but I couldn't stop
myself."
     "I know, it's okay. I'm sorry I got so jealous of him but I love you so
much I could help it."
     "I love you to and I am so sorry for making you jealous."
     Kissing me our tongues met as his hands started to undo the shorts I
had on. In seconds we both had my clothes off and me on top of him. Spinning
around we quickly got into a sixty nine and started working one another.
Wetting a finger I pushed it in his bottom as I felt him do the same. I
worked his penis for awhile before he stopped me making me sit up on his
face as he ate out my bottom while he Jacked me to my first orgasm. Like him
not having to mussel my cry's I sang out allowing my voice to echo though
out the house. Spinning myself around I dropped on his chest as Ryan rubbed
my back. Pushing me backwards his penis pocked at my bottom. Raising myself
up I inserted him into my bottom taking him all the way until my nuts rested
on his stomach. Riding him through two orgasm until I reached my own. On and
on we went not able to get enough of each other until we were both so
exhausted we had to stop.
     It was then almost panting out of breath that Ryan told me about what
happened. I was a little scared but grad at the same time. If Ryan's parents
were going to except us as we were we would no longer have to worry about
hiding it from them.
     "How did they find out?" I asked.
     "I told you Zackary could keep his mouth shut."
     "But that wasn't fair. If you hadn't gotten him so worked up I bet he
wouldn't had said anything."
     "Maybe." Ryan replied. "But if you want to do things with him I'll get
used to it."
     "I don't. I mean it's just not the same. I only did it because he said
he wouldn't tell if I did."
     "Really?"
     "Well that's how it started. But I know I did want him. Maybe you
should try?"
     "No way. How many times do I have to tell you I only like to do things
with people I love."
     "I know I love you to."

I've tried to tell the story through my eye's at the age I was but sometimes
it just didn't work. Let me know what you think.  dbomo34@hotmail.com