Date: Thu, 9 Apr 2009 08:36:22 +0200
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: Skinhead Lovers 16/16 (rural)

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SKINHEAD LOVERS
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008
written on August 28, 1998
translated by the author
English text kindly revised by The Australian

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"SKINHEAD LOVERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic
scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family,
opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to
read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or
because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed
guest.

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CHAPTER 16 - FATHERS' BLESSING

Chuck spent some days thinking about Chad's confession. Many times he
felt tempted to ask advice from Mark or Sean or Jeremy, but decided to
solve the situation by himself.

The friends felt that the boy was pondering over a problem, as he was
more silent and serious than usual, but as the boy didn't tell them,
they preferred to respect his silence and not to interfere.

A few days passed and it was time when Chuck had to meet with Chad. He
rode his bike to the Mall at Chad's town, and waited for him at the
Kentucky Fried Chicken as agreed. Chuck looked at his watch every two
minutes, becoming more and more nervous. Chad was late and Chuck feared
his friend had deceived him. Perhaps he was upset with him and would not
come. Chuck realized that he didn't even know Chad's family name or his
address. Possibly there weren't many blacksmiths in town working wrought
iron. He could find him.

But at last he heard the premise's door squeaking and turned to look.
Chad was entering with a hesitant expression on his face. They nodded to
each other, looking in each other eyes, none of them able to greet the
other with the smile he wanted to show. Chuck felt somewhat relived to
see that Chad had made the meet.

Chad sat at his table. "Have you ordered yet?" he asked and Chuck felt
his friend's voice was trembling.

"Not yet... What do you want to eat?" Chuck answered trying to talk with
a steady voice.

"Anything suits me..."

"Well, two A dinners?"

"Good."

Chuck went to the counter to give his order, paid, then went back to sit
opposite his friend. Chad was fidgeting with his hat's peak, looking
intently at it.

"Chad, if you come to live with me and my friends...I promise I will
have sex only with you." Chuck then whispered, trying not to be heard by
the other patrons.

Chad lifted his eyes in surprise, then asked, "Do you mean... You and I,
alone?"

"Yes."

"Like a... like a couple? Like boyfriends?"

"Like lovers."

"You mean... you are in love with me?"

"I think so. I want it to be right, but I can only really understand
what I'm feeling towards you if we live together."

"But what if... if it doesn't work?" Chad asked after a while with a
worried expression on his honest face.

"I hope it will. I'll do my best to make it work. What about you? Can
you leave your family? Can you come to live with us without causing any
problems?"

"I... I think my parents will be very upset, my dad in particular. They
will not understand why I'll be come to live with you. But I really love
you, so I'll come, if you want me to."

"When do you think you'll move into my place?"

"Tomorrow?" Chad asked with a hopeful glance in his eyes.

"Do want me to come and fetch you?"

"Please..."

"Here?"

"Yes, here, in front of the Mall, about same time."

The day after Chuck waited with his bike in front of the Mall. Chad
showed up on time. He was carrying two big travelling bags but his eye
was bruised and the corner of his mouth was swollen.

"Chad... for Christ' sake, what happened?"

"Nothing... Just my dad... I'd had to tell him why... That I'm gay and
he was very, very upset with me."

"Oh good Lord! Did he threw you out of the house?"

"Well, no, not exactly. He said he'd wait for me at the smithy as soon
as I become settled 'cause he needs my help in the shop. He'll give me
some money, like a salary each month, but he doesn't want me at home any
more. Says he doesn't like having a fag under his roof."

"A strange reaction! Not under his roof, but all right at the smithy?"

"I... I presume he was just worried about me. You see, he can't accept
me as I am, but didn't want to sever all ties with me. So he choose this
kind of... settlement."

"Does it suit you?"

"'Course it does."

"And your mum?"

"She's died when I was only five. My stepmother preferred not to mingle
in this kind of problem - she said nothing. She's not a bad woman, she's
just... not my mum."

So, Chuck drove Chad home and only then told his friends of his
decision.

Everybody was pleased with their decision, as they had already taken a
liking to the good hearted boy. Aaron found a cheap but good second hand
bike for Chad so that he could go to work at his father's without
problems. They also decided to buy a third trailer. Now they were able
to enclose the sun-deck in a 'C' configuration, making a lot more space
for each of them.

Chad usually left home early, a little before Chuck left for college,
and returned late in the afternoon to find Chuck doing his homework in
the living room. They were getting along fine. Chuck became happier
being with his big boy. Not having sex with the other friends was not as
difficult as he had thought because Chad really took care of his needs
physically, and emotionally.

Chad thought it was heaven on earth because he loved not only being with
his lover, but also with all the friends. He loved having sex with his
Chuck and he never shied away when reading desire in his eyes.

Finally they celebrated Chuck's coming of age. The friends decided to
give him a surprise. Other than a good meal and the cake with the
eighteen candles, they bought him a very good computer. It was a Mac G4
with lot of memory and good peripherals that they installed in the room
next to the two boys.

When Chuck was invited in that room and saw the beautiful computer, his
eyes widened. He sat in front of it, switched it on and started to
explore.

Chad, at his shoulders, asked: "What's that little icon?"

"Oh, it's Netscape. A web browser that connects you to the Internet."

"Can you click on it and connect?" Chad asked, playing dumb.

"No, we have no telephone line so I can't."

"But what happens, if you try?" Chad asked and threw a glance to the
other friends, who where around them, trying to keep straight faces.

"Nothing, it will just say that the connection is impossible."

"Can you show me?" Chad asked.

"All right..." Chuck said and double-clicked on the icon.

The loudspeakers burst to life with the sound of the connection and
Chuck, much to his surprise, saw he was really on line. He looked at his
friends, who were grinning ear to ear.

"But how did that happen? There's no telephone line. They haven't laid
one to here."

"Haven't you heard of a cell phone connection? We just did a contract
and so you are now connected. We are waiting for a hard line with ISDN
connection. We have already signed the contract with the telephone
company." Sean explained.

"So now you can start to work from home. You can do all your projects,
sell sites and maintain them. If you are good as your instructors at the
college told us, you'll be able to work from home and earn good money."
Jeremy said.

"You went to talk with my instructors?" Chuck asked in disbelief.

"Sure thing. Two reasons. One is that we are family, and second we know
almost nothing about computers, so we asked them to give us some advice
on what we should buy for you." Aaron said.

Chuck radiated happiness. He stood up and embraced all his friends, and
last his Chad. He felt that the big boy was aroused and immediately he
became inflamed with passion. They kissed deeply and brushed their
bodies against one other, each feeling the hardness of the other. Their
friends winked at each other and quietly left the two lovers alone.

"Are you happy, Chuck?" his lover asked in a whisper.

"More than happy. I love you, Chad."

"Are you sure of that? It's not just because of today's excitement is
it?"

"No, I'm sure. I'm excited, yes, sure, but more for having you and your
love. Come with me lover. I need to be yours, to feel this magnificent
tool of yours inside me. Come on, please."

"You've no need to beg for that, lover, you know that I belong to you."
Chad sweetly answered, leading his boyfriend to their bedroom.

They hastily undressed each other while continuing to kiss and to
caress. Chuck gently pushed the big boy onto their bed, bent over him
and started to suck his fierce tool. Chad slipped under him so that they
could sixty-nine. His fingers teased Chuck's sweet hole until the boy
shuddered, gasping at the intensity of his desire.

"Ah, love, take me, please..." he murmured burning with passion.

"Do you like having me inside your tender channel?"

"I love it, I love feeling filled up by you, I love everything you do to
me... Please, let me enjoy your firmness. Made this the best birthday I
ever had. Let me feel how much you need me."

Chad smiled, they turned so that Chuck was now lying under his lover's
body, then Chuck slipped a condom on his lover's hard rod, encircled his
legs around Chad's waist and waited with longing to be taken. Chad
guided his manly rod inside his boy, slipping slowly but steadily into
him until his groin was firm against the butt of his lover. Then he
started to piston in and out of the hot channel with slow strong
strokes. They were lost in each other's shining eyes.

"Do you like it?" Chad asked in a gentle whisper.

"I love it, and I love you. Try not to come too soon, my big boy, let it
last as long as we can resist. Ah, I love the way you fuck me, Chad."

"And I love the way you like being fucked by me."

Those words can seem crude in normal speech, but coming from their
mouths tenderly and gently they became an expression of joy and the love
that filled their physical union.

Chad continued his forceful yet gentle pushes. They were teasing each
other's nipples and caressing each other's bodies. From time to time
Chad lowered his body onto Chuck's to play with their nose tips, with
their lips, tongues, and then to kiss deeply. The regular and strong
motion of Chad's pelvis continued to give each of them the most
beautiful and intense pleasure.

"Chad... oh, Chad... I'm so happy. So happy feeling I am one with you.
Feeling you so hot inside me. I really love you Chad!"

"And I love you, my wonderful love. I love the smile you reserve only
for me. I love your hands on me. I love the way you take me inside of
you. I feel like the luckiest boy in the world."

Outside the trailer, a sudden shower started. The rain was torrential,
the sky was dark, but inside the room it was the brightest day one could
ever have imagined. The young lovers were reaching higher and higher
peaks of pleasure. Chad slowed down at times without breaking stride so
that their splendid union lasted as long as both wanted it.

But the moment came and Chuck moaned, "Oh, Chad... I'm... I'm afraid...
I'm co... coming... ooohhh... ooohhh... yeah, I'm coooooomiiiiing..."

Chad then speeded his stroking and succeeded in coming at the same time
of his lover, spurting inside him with force, while they were French
kissing and squeezing their bodies one against the other.

The rain had stopped, and they relaxed, heavily panting, oozing
happiness, looking at each other with sparkling eyes, and tenderly
exchanging pecks.

"Chad?"

"Yes, love?"

"I really love you. I can't live without you any more!"

"I know. It's the same with me."

They were softly talking to each other, when they heard a knocking at
their door.

Thinking it was one of their friends and without parting, Chuck said
with a happy voice, "Come in, it's open!"

The door opened but in the frame was a man that Chad didn't know. He
felt Chuck stiffen under him, and heard the boy moan lowly.

"Dad?" Chuck said without moving, some worry showing in his voice.

"Oh, boys, I'm sorry... I'll wait for you in another room." the man said
withdrawing and closing the door.

"Your dad?" Chad asked almost horrified.

"Yeah... he knows about me. But somehow I think he was quite shocked at
seeing us... like this!" Chuck giggled freeing himself from under his
love. "But what's done is done. Let's get dressed. He's waiting
outside."

They went out but there was nobody. They looked in the trailer that
contained the living and the kitchen areas. The man was sitting on a
sofa lighting his pipe.

"Come on." Chuck said.

"Wouldn't be better if you went in alone?Ó Chad asked hesitantly.

"No not now. He saw all there was to see." insisted Chuck and, holding
his lover's hand, the two boys entered in the living.

The man raised his eyes, puffed a ring of smoke and nodded to the two
boys.

"Dad, this is Chad. He is my lover." Chuck said with a low but firm
voice.

"One of your lovers?" the man asked, but without irony.

"No, the one and only, dad."

"Good," the man said raising from the sofa and giving his hand to the
big boy, "How do you do, Chad?"

"Fine, thank you, and you, sir?" Chad said with a chocked voice.

"There was nobody at home and I heard some voices coming from... where
you were, so... I'm sorry I interrupted you, boys."

"No, dad, we were just about to dress." Chuck said, then asked, sitting
in front of his father and pulling down Chad to sit near him, "By the
way, it's a surprise to see you here."

"Yes, quite. I heard, from my friend the sheriff, very good reports
about you. It seems that at last you are behaving, so I came here to ask
you if you wanted to come back home."

"Thank you dad, but... you see... Chad and I..."

"If what's between you is something serious, we can find a way."

"Well, dad, this is very kind of you, but we feel so comfortable here
with our friends. We've become a real family. We prefer remaining here,
right, Chad?"

The big boy nodded in silence, still somewhat embarrassed about being
sprung in the act.

"I see. I can understand you probably have more freedom here than in our
town or at home. I respect your decision. Anyway, if you do need
something, son..."

"No dad, but thank you. I've nearly finished my studies, as you probably
already know, and soon I'll find a job."

They talked for a while. Then their friends came back. They thought of
going downtown to do errands so that they could leave the two lovers
alone. Sean invited the man to stay with them for dinner. Chuck's father
accepted willingly.

After dinner, he thanked the friends for having helped him with his son,
then promised he would continue to send a monthly allowance at least as
long as Chuck was not able to support himself, then left.

A few days passed and in the evening, Chad arrived home driving a van on
which was his old bike and a pile of wrought iron pieces. With him was a
huge man with big blond moustaches and wearing a very dirty leather
apron. Chuck came out of the house to see who was arriving. When he saw
Chad, he broke into a wide smile, but then he saw the man with his
lover, his smile froze. He understood immediately that it was Chad's
father. The similarities between the two was amazing.

"Dad, this is my Chuck. Chuck, my dad. He wanted to meet you and
possibly our friends as well. He brought a small present. Sort of a
peace offering."

"Peace offering?" Chuck asked looking at the man then back to his lover.

The man made a step forward, "I'm not a great talker, Chuck. I barely
read newspapers, and I'm also an elderly man, if not for my age, for
sure for my mind. I have to admit that I was unhappy with this son of
mine when he told me he is a fag and even less when he told me he was
coming to live with a lover, with you. I had a rather bad reaction, as
you must know by now, but after all, he is my son, bad or good as he can
be. I'm glad I didn't wipe him from my life.

"He wore me down with his talking, ya know, about him and you, and what
he feels and what you feel and all this bull-shit. Even though I'm a
stubborn fellow, he has been able to make some thoughts hit home. So,
now I understood some facts. One is that if my son is a fag, that's not
his fault, nor mine. It's just the only way he is and all he will be.
The second is that he cares a lot about you, and also that you care a
lot about him. Ah, sorry, he explained to me that I can't say a 'fag',
it's got to be 'gay', but ya know, it's not easy to lose the habits one
has.

"By the way, if he is that way, and if he is happy with you, or as he
says, he is happy thanks to you, there is no reason to have grudges
against you or him. So I asked him what I could do to show you that I'm
sincere in what I'm saying. A concrete gesture, ya know, as most times
words are quickly forgotten but objects remain. So, he helped me to make
some changes to a wrought iron arch we did for a client. He was
bankrupted and didn't pay for it. It is a good piece of work and I hope
you'll accept it, to remember my words."

"I... I'm glad to hear what you're saying, sir. For my part, I can
assure you that I really dig your son. He is the most important person
in my life, and I'm glad to accept your gift as a... a peace offering."

"Well, boy, before saying you are glad, look at it and see if you like
it. Call your friends to decide if you want it installed or not, as I
understood that you are a kind of... a kind of commune."

Chuck turned towards the trailers and called everybody out. Then he
introduced them Chad's father and told them about the gift he had
brought. Chad and his father unloaded the van and assembled all the
pieces on the ground. It was two pieces of railing and an arch with a
low gate, all in wrought iron, with a vine and some bellflowers, very
elegant, refined, in the style of Art Nouveau. It was a real
masterpiece.

All the friends were amazed and accepted willingly the gift. They helped
Chad and his father locate it at the entrance of their allotment. Then
Chad's father left with the van, after shaking hands with all the
friends. Lastly, he greeted Chuck.

"Take care of my son, Chuck, and make him happy, please." the man said
then left.

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THE END

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