Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 15:56:56 -0700
From: mjac4@sunset.net
Subject: Arren, Tony and Isaac     Chapter 11 (Young Friends)

Arren, Tony and Isaac

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Part 1

Chapter 11 - Making Up For Lost and Found

The next morning, I was awakened by the smell of something-super good.
Ronald was already up and had gone down stairs.  Tony was still asleep, and
I just knew what that smell was.  I started to get up, when Tony woke.  I
just had to get down stairs so I could get the best breakfast that I knew
was waiting for us.  Tony helped me to dress, and then he dressed, fast.
He helped me down the stairs, and then to the kitchen.  Ronald and Karen
were already sitting at the table, and I sat next to Ronald, and then Tony
sat next to me.  I just love this feeling.

"I knew you would come down when you figure out what I was cooking," mom
said smiling.

"I've been dreaming about a breakfast like this for a very long time," I
said smiling too.

"Well dream no more Arren," mom said with a lot of love in her voice.

"Thanks mom, I love you for this," I said.  Mom just smiled, and then she
gave me a hug when she brought me a plate of food.

Here it was, my favorite breakfast of all, and there was lots of orange
juice too.  Mom also made Ronald's favorite, blueberry muffin to go with
it.  He was very pleased, and told mom that he was.  Karen was also happy
with the breakfast.  She ate more then I thought she was going to.  I guess
she just liked the thought of everyone being here.  Tony told me that this
was now his favorite breakfast, and started devouring the pancakes and
eggs.  I ate like there was no tomorrow.  Mom was so happy, and I could see
it on her now smiling face.  During my last week and a half in the
hospital, mom had a look of fear and lots of worry.  I was just glad that
things were starting to get back to normal.

Things did get back to normal, somewhat.  Dad started his old routine, and
just had to tease everyone, including Tony.  Tony didn't seem to mind.  He
liked the way that everyone tried to be annoyed with dad.  Dad knew that we
all loved him very much.  Even when Karen wadded-up her napkin and threw it
at dad.

The rest of the day went just fine.  Mom and dad made sure that I didn't do
too much, and Tony made sure that I had everything that I needed.  He even
helped me in the shower, when we were done with breakfast.  We just hung
out for the rest of the day, talking and playing a few games of cards.  We
have cards now that Tony's mother left them behind after Thanksgiving.
Grandpa and Grandma came over to see how I was doing.  I just had to thank
grandma again for leaving me the basket of goodies, when I was in the
hospital.  I told her that it was the only edible food in the place.  She
just laughed, and then gave me a kiss, but I was serious.

Mom asked me if I wanted any of the pills that she got from the doctor.  I
told her that as far as I'm concern, she could put all of them in the wood
stove and burn them up.  She just smiled and said that she would keep them
just incase I needed them.  She didn't push any of them on me.  She never
told me that I had to take them, like the doctor wanted me to.  I was
feeling fine, and I didn't want any pill making me sleep or make me toss my
cookies every time I took one.  I would just put up with the soreness until
it was gone.  I would make sure I wouldn't do anything to make it worse.
I'm not going back to that hospital again, ever.

Ronald told everyone that he would be leaving on Sunday, to go back to
school.  Kelly would be here tomorrow and then they would be heading out
the following morning.  I didn't want him to go, but I didn't make a big a
deal about it this time.  Ronald knew that I loved him very much, and I
knew he loved me too.

That evening Ronald took his old truck, and went over to see his old
girlfriend.  He would be out for a while, and this gave Tony the
opportunity to have me all to himself.  We stayed up and watched a little
television, and then dad gave me a piggyback ride up the stairs.  He told
me, that I was getting to big for this, but he said that he was going to
enjoy it while it lasted.  I just loved it and the way that he made sure
that I got up the stairs okay.  I gave him another big hug and a kiss.  He
hugged and kissed me back, and then he hugged and kissed Tony also.  Tony
just loved it, he knew he was a big part of this family.

"Okay you two," dad said, with a big smile.  "No pillow fights tonight."

"Oh come dad," I said giggling.  "We were looking forward to a big noisy,
house shaking pillow fight."

"Yeah," Tony said, giggling too.  "You old people never let us have any
fun."

"Old people, is it," dad said with a lot of play in his voice.  "You just
wait until Arren is all healed up, and then I'll show you what this old man
can do."

"Yeah right, promise, promise," Tony said, and then laughed.

"Oh yeah," dad said, and then he grabbed Tony, tossed him on the bed and
started tickling him.  Tony was laughing so hard that he just about peed
his pants.  After about thirty seconds, dad said that we needed to get
ready for bed.  He let Tony up, and then he hugged him again.  I wanted to
play too, but I knew better.  "Okay, that's enough for tonight.  Now, get
ready for bed."

"What's going on up here?"  Mom asked.  She was standing in the doorway.

We just looked at her, and then, just about at the same time, all of us
said, "Nothing".  Then we all started laughing, even mom.  I could see that
mom was feeling a lot better now that I was home, safe and sound.  I think
it'll be a pretty long time before she'll or even dad will let me out of
their sight again.

Mom and dad said their good nights, and then went down the stairs to watch
a little more television.  Tony took me to the bathroom, so we could do our
thing.  Then he helped me to get naked, pulled down the covers on the bed,
and then laid me on my back.  He put my crutches near the bed so I could
grab them, if I needed them.  Then he took his clothes off, and showed me
his very hard penis.  He left the light on, so we could look at each other,
and then we started to gently kiss.  He was fondling my growing penis,
until he had it as hard as he was.  He started to kiss his way down my
neck, and then he was kissing and licking on my chest.  He would lick and
suck on each nipple in turn.  Then he worked his way down to my belly
button.  He would gently stick his tongue in my belly button, and then he
worked his way down to my penis.

All this time he was driving me to the brink of no return.  I thought I
would start squirting my semen, without even touching my penis.  I was so
hard, that I thought I was going to pop as well.  I would touch Tony any
place I could, but he kept on licking and kissing around my penis.  Then
Tony did something that he never did before.  He took my entire penis in
his mouth, and sucked me right down his throat.  I know I was rubbing the
back of his throat with my penis.  This was so incredible; that I just blew
everything I had, right down his throat.  I don't even think that he even
tasted it.  After I blew, he just kept right on sucking me, even after I
squirted every drop that I could manufacture.  After I came down from my
high, he would just keep licking around my penis and testicles.

After about ten minutes, he started to suck me again.  He wasn't showing me
any mercy.  He was determined to suck more semen out of me.  I knew if I
asked him to stop, he wouldn't, so I just gritted my teeth, and let him do
what ever he wanted.  I was just about ready to split open, and crawl out
of my skin.  When I started feeling myself, being milked again.  I don't
know how much I gave him, but he took it all, licked me clean, and then
crawled up beside me, so we could kiss.  I wanted to suck him off, but he
wouldn't let me do that, not just yet.  He gently got on top of me, and
kept kissing me, and then he would gently run his fingers threw my hair
pushing it back away from my eyes.  He was kissing around my eyes and nose,
and then he would stick his tongue in my mouth.  At least I was able to
suck on his tongue, while I was touching any and every part of his smooth
body.  It was like he was trying to make up for the passed three and a half
weeks, all in one night.  He kept kissing me all over my face, and then he
would stick his tongue in my ears.

It was about fifteen minutes more before he stopped.  He said nothing, he
just looked at me, and smiled with his beautiful playful grin, and then he
was on my penis, again.  He was sucking me harder than I can ever remember
him doing.  I just knew he was doing this to make me flip out.  My penis
was so hard that I thought it was growing longer.  I don't think it was,
but it felt like it.  Tony would swallow my penis right down to the back of
his throat, and then he would suck on the head as hard as he could.  Again
he milked me, and took every drop that I had, if I had any.  Tony licked me
clean, again, and then he crawled up to me, so we could cuddle.  I was so
exhausted, that I just fell asleep in the arms of the best friend in the
whole wide world.

Later on that night, I had to use the toilet.  I opened my eyes, and saw
that Tony had turned out the light, and was sleeping.  I reached for the
crutches, and as quietly as I could, I made my way to the bathroom.  The
rest of the house was quiet and dark.  Then I just remember that Ronald
wasn't in bed with Tony and I, so I guessed that he was staying with his
girlfriend.  After using the toilet, I made my way back to the bed.  Tony
was still sleeping, but I thought it was time to suck him awake.  After
what he put me through a few hours ago, it was his turn to be on the
receiving end.

I gently uncovered him, so I could get to his now soft penis.  He didn't
wake-up, and I had good access to his penis.  I got down close to him, and
took his soft foreskin covered penis into my mouth.  I gently started to
suck him, and I could feel him getting hard.  I know he was still sleeping,
and I knew he was having a fantastic dream.  When he was fully erect, I
rolled his foreskin off the head, and I started to suck him as hard as I
could.  I knew he wasn't going to last long, and I was right.  He squirted
his load for me, and I just loved it.

Tony woke, and whispered.  "Hey, that's not fair.  You had me at a
disadvantage."

"All's fair and love and war," I whispered back, and then I licked his
testicles.

"Oh, its war you want, is it?"  He whispered playfully.  Then he easily got
me on my back again.  "Okay then, now prepare yourself for my assault."

Again he had my penis in his mouth.  I swear he was sucking me harder then
he did the last time.  He had his tongue just flying around the head of my
penis.  My little loaded gun just went off in his mouth.  He sucked and
sucked, until I had to make him stop.  "Okay, okay, you win," I said.  "I
can't take anymore.  I want a peace-treaty."

"I'll give you the peace-treaty, on my conditions," he said, and then he
giggled.  Then he moved up to me so we could talk face to face.  "I want
your unconditional surrender."  Then he gave me a very passionate kiss on
the lips.

"Okay, anything you want, please, just give me a break," I said.  "I'm
still wounded, you know."

"Very well then, first, I want you to give yourself to me, anytime I want
it," he said, and then he kissed me again.  "Second, I want you to have me,
anytime you want me."

"Oh, can I have you now?"  I asked and then kissed him back.

"Ooh, that sounds good to me," he said, and then he put both pillows on top
of each other at the head of the bed.  "Move to the head of the bed, and
then prop yourself up."  I did as he said, and then he gently got on top of
my chest, with his penis close to my mouth, I licked the head of his penis.
Then he got the lubricating gel out, and lube up my middle finger.  "Okay,
stick your finger in my anus, and then start sucking me off."

I put my finger in him, and found his hard button, and started to massage
it.  I used my other hand, and was feeling his smooth butt cheeks.  Then I
pulled him closer so I could suck his penis.  He wasn't going to last long,
and he knew it.  I felt his penis swell up a little more, so I rubbed his
prostate gland a little harder.  His penis ruptured in my mouth, and I took
every drop that I could suck out of him.  After about a minute or so, Tony
gave me some toilet paper to clean up my finger.  Then he put the pillows
back the way then were, and then we laid next to each other, as close as
possible.  We talked for a few minutes, before sleep would once again take
us to dream land.  I was just so happy in the arms, of the person, that I
call my best friend.

In the morning, around 8:30am, Tony woke me up by sucking me out of my
sleep.  I opened my eyes, just as my penis sprayed the inside of his mouth.
I wasn't going to let him get up, before I drained his smooth testicles.
He moved so that I could suck him off easily.  It took me about two
minutes, before he gave up his sweet cream.  We cuddled for about a
half-hour more, before we got up, did our thing in the bathroom.  We
dressed only in shorts.  No shoes, shirts or even underwear, and then we
headed down the stairs for something to eat.

Tony was helping me down the stairs, when we heard mom and dad talking to
someone.  I knew that voice, and I knew I didn't like it.  When we reached
the bottom of the stairs, I saw whom it was that they were talking to.  I
couldn't believe my eyes.  Doctor Webster was sitting in our house, in
dad's LA-Z-BOY chair, having a cup of mom's coffee.  I wanted to run back
up the stairs, and hide in the closet, but I knew it was way to late for
that.

"Oh here he is now," mom said.  "Arren, look who's here."

Doctor Webster stood up.  "Hello Arren, I see that your doing much better."

"Yes," I said slowly, glaring at him intensely.  I want him to leave the
house, but something just occurred to me.  What is he doing here?  It's a
long way from Sacramento to be making a house call.  Now my curiosity is
kicking in, I had to find out.  "What are you doing here?  I know that you
didn't come all this way just to see me."

"Your right Arren," he said.  "My mother lives in the next town up from
here, and as long as I was coming by this way.  I thought I'd drop by and
give you this."  Here reached for a box, and pulled out that back brace
that I threw under the bed, just before I left the hospital.

When I saw that, my expression turned from, somewhat mild mannered to
anger, and he could tell, so could everyone else.  "You might as well keep
it for someone who needs it," I TOLD him.  "Because, I'm not EVER putting
that thing on me again, and I'm not taking anymore of those stupid pills
either."

"Arren," mom said.  "Doctor Webster is only trying to help you."

"Still the feisty little patient, huh Arren?"  He said with a smile, but I
wasn't smiling.  Tony just hugged me a little, and he could tell that I was
not happy, by the way I was all tensed up.  "I only came here to see how
you were doing.  I wasn't expecting you to wear the brace, but I can see
that you'll still need the crutches for awhile longer."

"I'm only using them, until I can walk on my own," I said, not taking my
eyes off of him.

"You'll be walking on your own before long Arren," he said.

"You know all those pills that you gave me in the hospital?"  I said to
him.

"Yes," he said.

"When the nurse left the room," I said.  "I went into the bathroom, and
spit each and every one of them into the toilet, and flushed them down."

"Yes Arren, I know," he said.

"You did, how?"  I asked, and then I looked at him a little differently.

"Look Arren," he said.  "I'm not stupid, I could tell by the way you were
hiding your pain, and by the way the inflammation wasn't diminishing.  You
know, if you took the medication, you might have been released from the
hospital sooner."

"Every time I took a pill, it made me sick," I said.

"You should have said something to me," he said.  "If the medication wasn't
helping you, we could have tried a different kind of medication.  That's
the problem with patients, they don't talk to their doctors."

"Then why didn't you know that the pills were making me sick?"  I asked.

"You never said anything to anyone Arren," he said.  "You did do a good job
at hiding that part about it."

Tony and I walked over to the sofa and sat down.  "I just thought that you
wanted me in the hospital, so all those people could torture me, with that
therapy stuff."

Everyone laughed at me, and then he told me that they did it, because, he
didn't want my muscles to stiffen up.  They had to keep me moving, so I
could walk again.  "Here Arren," he said, taking out a notepad, and writing
something on it.  "This is a prescription for a different kind of medicine.
It will help with any pain that you may have, without making you sick, or
sleepy."

"I don't have any pain," I said.  "Just a little sore, and I don't need any
pills for it."

"You might be surprised with this medicine Arren," he said.  "It's just a
prescription for Ibuprofen.  Just try it, if you don't like it, then stop
taking it.  It's the same kind of medicine, that people take for
headaches."

Mom took the prescription from Doctor Webster.  "Thank you doctor," she
said.  "I'll get this filled as soon as possible, and I'll make sure that
he takes them."

"He only needs to take them if he is feeling sore," Doctor Webster said,
and then he looked at me.  "Arren, just take it easy, and don't try to do
to much all at once.  Give yourself time to heal up.  Trust me, you're
young, strong and it won't take you long for someone like you to be back on
your own two feet again."  I was feeling a little better about what he
said, and I started to relax somewhat.  "Arren, as long as I'm here.  Would
you mind, if I examined you?"

Well, that didn't take very long, did it?  I just tensed right back up
again.  "No, I don't think so.  I don't need to be examined," I said.

"Arren," dad said.  "Just let Doctor Webster make sure that you're okay."

"No, I am okay," I said.  "It's only been a couple of days since I seen
him."

"Arren," mom and dad both said.

I knew if I continued to argue with them.  I would end up losing, so I just
gave up trying.  "Fine," I said, like I just lost a battle.

"Come over here and sit on the piano bench Arren," he said, pulling the
bench out, so he could walk around it as he looked me over.  I walked to
it, with the help of Tony and sat down.  He started to feel around my back
and ribs.  My ribs are still a little sore, and I told him that, so that he
would stop poking around.  Then he started to massage my neck and
shoulders, to loosen up my muscles.  After a couple of minutes of this, he
started to check out my spine.  I guess he was making sure I was aligned
correctly.  He would hit a sensitive spot every now and again, and I would
wrench in pain.  "You're doing fine, but I can see that the inflammation is
still giving you a little trouble.  Try bathing in a hot tub.  This may
help with your tense muscles and with the swelling.  The Ibuprofen will
help as well."

"Okay," I said.

"If you don't mind," he said.  "I would like to see you again, before I
head back down to the hospital."

"When are you going back to work," dad asked.

"Next Tuesday," he said.  "I'm visiting with my mother, and then I'm
heading back.  So, if you don't mind, I would like to stop by, and see how
Arren is doing."

"I think that would be fine," dad said.

"I think so too," mom said.  "We've haven't had a doctor make a house call,
sense Arren was born."

"You had Arren at home?"  Doctor Webster asked.

"We had all of the kids right here," dad said.  "Old Doc Wilcox just came
to the house, every time Yvonne went into labor."

"Your not talking about Gregg Wilcox, are you?"  Doctor Webster asked.

"The one and only," dad said.  "He was the best."

"I really liked him," mom said.  "To bad he didn't get to see how the kids
turned out."

"Don't be so sure about that," Doctor Webster said.  "I'm sure he knows
that you've done a great job at raising your family.  I knew him when I was
younger.  He was one of the reason that I became a doctor myself, and of
course, my mother wanted me to be a doctor also."

"Can I get up now?"  I asked.  "I'm getting hungry, and Tony and I want to
eat."

"That's a great idea Arren," mom said, and then invited Doctor Webster to
have a late breakfasted with us.

When mom and dad talked him into it, we all had a fine meal.  Mom and dad
kept asking him questions about me, and how they could help me to recover
faster.  Then they asked him why the other pills would make me sick to my
stomach.  He answered everything, and then he asked mom and dad, sense I
wasn't taking the other pills, if it would be okay for him to take them
back.  He said that they might be used for someone else who needs them.  He
didn't want the medication to become old and out dated.  If that happens,
then they would become useless to anyone who could really use the pills.
Mom got up for the table, went into her room, and then came out with the
bottles of pills, that were not even opened.  Doctor Webster, once more
asked me if I wanted the pills that would take the inflammation down.  I
said NO in a way that they knew that I meant it.  I didn't like that sick
feeling, and I'm not taking anymore pills.

Doctor Webster stayed for about forty-five minutes more.  Mom and dad show
him around the house and out back where the pool was.  He told mom and dad,
that if it were warmer, that swimming in the pool would be good therapy.
Then he asked if there was an indoor pool around here somewhere, for me to
use.  The only pool, that was indoors, was the one at the High School, and
we weren't sure if we would be able to go there every day.  He said that it
wasn't necessary that I use it, he just thought it would do me good.  Dad
told him that he was thinking about adding a heater to the pool that we
have, but the company that built the pool, didn't insulate it from the
ground.  So if we heated it, the ground would suck the heat out of it.

Mom always wanted a Jacuzzi by the pool, and asked Doctor Webster if that
would help me.  He said yes, just anything that would help my muscles to
relax, and not get all tensed up.  Dad told him that the Jacuzzi would be
installed as soon as possible.  Mom was happy about that, and I'm sure that
if dad puts the Jacuzzi in.  Grandma and grandpa would be over a lot more
often.  Grandma always wanted a Jacuzzi too, so I'm sure that we'll be
seeing my grandparents a little more often.

Around two o'clock that afternoon, Kelly showed up, and Ronald said good
bye to everyone.  He said that he would be calling me every chances he
gets, so, I was not to go to far from the phone, not for a while anyway.
He gave me a special hug and then he was gone again until the summer break.
Tony and I would miss him very much, and so would the rest of the family.
But we knew that he would be just fine, going to school and with his job.

Tony and I spent the rest of the weekend cuddling and having our private
time together.  We even took a hot bath together, and he even rubbed my
back for me.  He said that he was trying to keep me out of the hospital, so
he was making sure that I was doing what the doctor said.  Monday came, and
he had to go back to school, but the doctor told me that I wasn't going
back for awhile yet.  Tony took his radio with him so we could talk, and he
also brought home my schoolwork, so I could keep up.  Tony's parents let
him stay at my house for the time being.

While I was sitting at home, mom gave me all the letters that the kids at
school wrote to me while I was in the hospital.  I read them while I waited
for Tony to come over.  I thought that most of the kids at school, really
didn't know me that well, but I guess I was wrong.  Tony said that most of
the girls said I was the cutest boy in school and I would be missed until I
returned.  I didn't know that I made that much of an influence on them.

The next morning Tony and I did what we needed to do in the bathroom, and
then we ate breakfast together.  After we ate, he was on his way to school,
with our homework that we did together.  This being Tuesday, I knew that
Doctor Webster would be by anytime now.  Mom got the pills, which the
doctor said that would help me; I never took one of them.  The soreness
that I have isn't all that bad, and I would just live with it until it was
gone.

I made my way up the stairs to my room, and started to read my favorite
book.  I was hoping that when the doctor showed that he wouldn't bother
coming up the stairs, and would just leave me alone.  It wasn't long before
I fell asleep, while reading.  I woke up about two hours later, because I
heard some noises out in the back by the pool.  I made my way into Karen's
room, and then I opened the doors to the balcony.  Grandpa and dad were
busy clearing out some old bushes and the old trellis, so that they could
set up the Jacuzzi.  It still being January, I was getting cold, so I went
back inside and went into my room to get a jacket.  I had to see what they
were doing, and maybe help out a little.

When I made my way down the stairs, mom told me that Doctor Webster stopped
by, but because I was sleeping, he didn't stay long.  Mom said that he
didn't want to wake me, so he said that he would stop by again the next
time he was in the area.  I was hoping that he would just forget about me,
so I could just go on with my life.  I was glad for now and I continued on
my way to the back yard.  Grandpa and dad were almost done, and I just
watch them clean up the mess that they made when they ripped out everything
they needed to.  I asked dad when the Jacuzzi would be here.  Dad told me
that he was going to get a few bids from a few places before they committed
to purchasing anything.  It might still be a week or so, before we get it.

About a week later, we had the Jacuzzi put in, and mom and dad made sure
that I used it everyday.  I didn't mind, as long as Tony was there to use
it with me, and he was.  As the days passed, I was getting stronger, and
the soreness was lessening.  Tony kept bringing my homework home for me,
and I made sure that I gave him a special kiss when he did.  My teachers
also gave my mom some other paper work for me to do.  I don't think that
they wanted Tony to see any test papers, before the test was given.  It
took two more weeks, before the doctor would let me go back to school.  I
just needed one of the two crutches to help me walk okay, but I still had
Tony to help me.  When I did get to go back school, Tony was right, all of
the girls did miss me the most, with the exception of Tony.  On February
15, 1988, a lot of the girls gave me Valentine cards, which I thought was
nice.  I'm sure they would have loved to give me the cards on the
fourteenth, but that was a Sunday, so I got them the next Monday.  I'm sure
that there are a few girls that wanted me to be their boyfriend, but I'm
sorry, I am a homosexual, and I have Tony to cuddle with.

Finally the day came that I didn't need anymore crutches, or anything.
Tony was waiting for this day, even thou we kept on having sex together
like there was no tomorrow.  He wanted to do what we were planing on doing
for New Years eve, just before our world was turned upside down.  It was
the first weekend of March, and we decided to have our New Years now.  On
Friday the forth, we went for it.  Mom and dad were already in bed and Tony
and I waited for midnight to approach.  We got into our position, me on the
bottom, and Tony on the top, and we started to suck each other about three
minutes before midnight.  I had my middle finger in Tony anus, and he had
his in mine.  I was in heaven, and he knew it too.  I couldn't hold off any
longer, and squirted everything that my testicles could make.  I was
determined to make Tony pop off too.  I sucked him as hard as I could, and
I was rubbing his prostate gland.  He just blasted his semen right down my
throat, and I just kept right on sucking his penis.  I was not going to
stop.  He was doing the same thing to me, and I was trying not to squirm
out from under him.  He was doing a pretty good job at squirming too, but I
had my hands on his smooth butt cheeks, and he couldn't get away.

Midnight passed, and I was still sucking on his very hard penis.  I felt
him swell a little, and then he oozed out a little more semen.  I eased up
on his penis, but I kept on licking and kissing on and around his
testicles.  This caused him to suck on me a little harder.  I lost it, and
oozed out what I had.  I wasn't sure how much I gave him, but he seemed to
be happy with it.  Tony crawled up to face me, and we cuddled in each
other's arms, kissing and touching each other until we both fell asleep.

We didn't wake until about nine o'clock the next morning.  Mom had
breakfast already made before we came down, so all we had to do was sit and
eat.  Mom told me that she was going to be at work for a few hours today,
and I thought this would be the perfect time to thank Mr. Shelby for all
he's done for me and my family, so I asked her if I could go with her.  Mom
said that she would be glad to take me, Tony wanted to come too, so mom
said that she would take both of us.  We went up stairs, and got dressed,
and then we were on our way.  On the way to the market, I asked mom if I
could invite Mr. Shelby over for dinner or a Bar-B-Q.  She said that would
be a very nice gesture, and asked me to also to have his wife over too.  I
smiled, and then I kissed mom on the cheek.  When we arrived at the little
market, Mr. Shelby was placing some can goods on one of the shelves near
the back of the market.  Tony and I walked back to where he was.

"Hi Mr. Shelby," I said.

"Hello Arren, I've haven't seen you in a few months," he said.  "How are
you doing?"

"I'm all better now," I told him.

"That's great," he said.  "I'm just so glad that you came out of this okay.
I don't like to see kids get hurt."

"I came here to say, Thank you," I said.

"Thank you?  Thank you for what?"  He asked, with a puzzled look on his
face.

"Thank you for all that you done for me, and for my family," I said, and
then I gave him a super great BIG hug.  "Mom and dad told me how you and
your lawyer friend helped me out."

"Oh, that," he said, hugging me back.  "I was glad to help Arren."

"I still owe you a lot," I said, still hugging him.  "Can you come over to
our house, one of these days, so that I can say thank you with a dinner, or
a Bar-B-Q?"

"You don't have to do that Arren," he said, with a nice smile.  "I was just
glad that I could help you out."

"I know," I said.  "But I want you and your wife to come over so that we
can have a big family get together.  You're a part of my family, and you
always will be."

"Thank you Arren," he said, a little choked up.  "I would love to come over
sometime.  How about next weekend?"

"That would be super," I said.  "Don't forget to bring your wife."

"Trust me Arren," he said, with a smile.  "She won't let me forget her."

I said thanks again, and then found mom.  I told her what was happening,
and she said that she would take care of the details.  I asked her if she
would show me how to cook some of the food.  I wanted to do something
besides, invite people over and then watch others do everything for me, I
wanted to be a little more helpful, and show my gratitude.  Mom said that
she would let me do what I could.  I knew that she would let me help out as
much as possible, but I could tell that mom really doesn't want anyone in
HER kitchen.  Maybe, if we have a Bar-B-Q, she'll let me cook what ever we
have.  I just hope that the weather is nice, so that we can sit outside,
for a change.

The rest of this weekend went fine, and the school week was so, so.  Tony
and I were looking forward to the Bar-B-Q this Saturday of the twelfth.  I
kept watching the weather reports, and it looked like it was going to be
about seventy degrees for that day.  I was happy about that, so everyday
after school, I would go outside and make sure that all the leaves and
twigs were picked up, and the picnic tables and chairs were clean.  Mom
asked Tony's parents to come over too, and they said that they wouldn't
miss it for the world.  Karen asked if Stacy could come, and mom said that
she could.  I just wished that it were warmer, so that, who ever wanted to
could use the pool.  There is the Jacuzzi, but I don't think that anyone is
really thinking about getting wet.

Finally, Saturday rolled around, and everyone was here at about eleven
o'clock in the morning.  Tony and his parents showed up first, and then
Mr. Shelby and his wife.  I found out what Mr. Shelby first name is.  It's
Arthur, and his wife name is Janet.  Grandpa and grandma moseyed over at
about twelve or so.  Everybody talked and just had a pleasant time getting
to know each other.  Around one in the afternoon, mom showed me how to cook
the food on the Bar-B-Q.  She said I didn't do to bad, but she was there to
help me, you know, just incase.  I think I did a great job for my first
try.  I didn't burn the house down, or even burn the food.  Everybody
thought I did a fine job, and it made me feel pretty good inside.  Even
Karen and Stacy said that I did a fine job.  Try to get a compliment out of
Stacy is a pretty hard thing to do.  So if she liked what I cooked, then I
guess I did a pretty good job.  Either that or she wants to see me naked
again.

Around three o'clock, the temperature was starting to cool off too much for
everyone.  Dad suggested that we go inside.  No one argued with him on
that.  We moved the party inside for awhile, and about four thirty,
everyone was starting to say good bye.  It was very nice, and Mr. Shelby
and his wife were pleased too.  The only thing that I thought would have
made it prefect is if Ronald were here.  When Mr. Shelby and his wife were
about to leave, I gave them both big hugs, and said thanks once more.  They
were both very happy and said that they were glad that I was okay.  I was
okay, just asked Tony if you don't believe me.

Time pasted, and once again it was Friday, May 20, 1988.  I was now
fourteen years old.  Mom and dad had a small party for me, and I just loved
how everyone was here for it.  Even Tony's dad was here, and not at work.
Grandma made a two layered chocolate cake for me, which I was more then
happy to share with everybody.  Even Mr. Shelby and his wife came to wish
me a happy birthday.  I got a few nice gifts, but the cards that had money
in them were the best.  Ronald even sent me a card with ten dollars in it,
and then he called me right after we had the cake to wish me a happy
birthday too.  Tony said he would give me my gift, tonight.  I could hardly
wait, but I did.

During the party, I went up stairs to put my few gifts away.  Everyone
stayed down stairs, even Tony, because I thought I'd only be a minute.  I
was about to leave and go back down stairs, when I saw Stacy standing in
the doorway.  She was just standing there, giving me weird looks.

"The party is down stairs Stacy," I said, but she kept on looking at me.

"I know," she finally said.  "Theirs something else that I want to give you
Arren."

"Oh, what's that?"  I asked, completely unaware of what she was about to
do.

She came into my room and closed the door behind her.  "Your so incredibly
cute Arren," she said.  "I've wanted to do this for so long."

Stacy came over to me and kissed me right on the lips, before I could say
anything.  I thought that she just wanted to kiss me because it was my
birthday, so I just let her.  Then she kissed me again, and this time, she
put her hands on my shoulders, so she could pull me closer.  She started to
feel up and down my back, and then she had her hands on my butt.  Now I
thought she was going to far, so I started to push her away from me.  When
I push her away, she dropped to her knees, grab at my pants and had them
down in no time.  I didn't know that she undid my pants when we were
kissing.  When my penis was exposed, she was on it in a flash.  She started
to suck on my penis, and was fondling my testicles.  My penis wasn't even
hard, and I told her to stop.  She didn't listen, and tried to suck me
harder.  She wasn't doing a very good job and I wanted her to stop.  I had
to push her away again, and this time, because my pants were down around my
ankles, I stumble back and fell to the floor.  Now I was on my back, and
she was on my now growing penis.  I could see the look in her eyes that she
really wanted to do this, and it did start to feel good, but I really
didn't want to do this with my sisters best friend.  I told her to stop,
and this time I meant it, now she stopped.

"Please Arren," she said.  "Let me do this for you."

"NO!"  I said, pretty loud.  "Not like this.  Now go back down stairs."

She stood up, and then looked at me.  I managed to get to my feet, and pull
my pants up.  "Are you going to tell anyone about this?"  She asked, in a
tone, almost like she was begging me not to.

"No, now leave, please," I said, like everything was okay.

Stacy opened the door, and then went back down stairs.  I went to the
bathroom, and took a washcloth, and washed the slobber off of my penis.
'Man, did she drool all over me,' I said to myself, as I finished cleaning
up.  Once back down stairs, Stacy just looked at me like she was sorry.  I
just gave her a look like, everything is cool, now forget it.  I was hoping
she would, but something in my mind said that she was going to try to fix
are relationship.  Like we really had one to begin with.  As far as I was
concern, she was just my sister's friend.  I guess I was just used to her,
and never really thought of her like that.

That evening, Tony and I were in bed together cuddling, and I thought about
telling him what happened between Stacy and me.  But the more I thought
about it, nothing really did happened, so I just didn't bother telling him.
It wasn't like she got naked, so that we could have sex or something.  But
then again, I think I wound like to try having sex with a girl, just once,
then again, maybe not.  I love having sex with Tony, and I know he loves
having sex with me.  So I decided not to blow it with him, and just decided
to just blow him instead.  I love doing that to him.

Tony let me do whatever I wanted to him for my birthday gift.  I sucked him
off three times that night, and he did me just as many.  I thought it was
one of the best birthday gifts that I have ever got.  When his birthday
rolls around, I would do the same thing for him.  Oh what the heck, I would
do it anytime he wants it, and he knows it.  I just love him being my best
friend.

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This is the conclusion of Chapter 11 - Making Up For Lost and Found