Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2002 02:02:43 -0700
From: someone <s_someday@hotmail.com>
Subject: Delayed Puberty Boy--Ch 22

DELAYED PUBERTY BOY -- CHAPTER 22
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Fred awoke suddenly around 4:00am from the sound sleep that was partially
induced from the sexual release of his excellent orgasm with Taylor that
night.  He had been dreaming about his attack on Jed Parker and when his
mind replayed the slamming of Jed's face into the pavement and the smashed
melon like thud that it made, it caused him to sit bolt upright in bed
sweating profusely.  He tried to shake it off at get back to sleep, but the
noise of 30 some odd boys snoring and breathing deeply made that
impossible, so he wrapped his blanket around his shoulders and went outside
and sat on the front porch steps.  He looked up at the bright stars as the
soft light of dawn began to approach, and he wished with all his might that
he could be home. Tears began to roll softly down his cheeks when he heard
the door creak open behind him as another boy walked out of the Dorm.

"Can't sleep too" the voice said as Fred wiped his eyes and turned to see
who had joined him.  "No" Fred said flatly as he recognized the boy's face
but could not remember his name.  He was a dark haired boy not fat and not
thin who looked to be 12 or 13 years old.  Fred remembered that he bunked
on the Haves side of the Dorm but, as Fred dimly recalled from the strip
viewing session, he was not too far ahead of the Have Nots from a puberty
standpoint.  "You're Fred, right?"  the boy asked "I'm Andy...Andy
Marbury."  "Glad to meet you" Fred said "I'm Fred Carver."

 Andy sat on the stoop next to Fred and gazed up at the mostly dark sky.
"I have trouble sleeping too."  Andy said "I keep dreaming that I'm home
and then wake up knowing I'm in this shit hole and then I can't get back to
sleep.  I was awake when I heard you tossing and turning, and then you shot
up out of your bed like it was on fire."  "Bad dream" Fred said not caring
to share its details. "Well I hope you don't mind my joining you" Andy said
"there's no where else to go with out getting into trouble, and you don't
want trouble here.  Besides Art and his strap there's the risk of getting
your sentence extended or getting shipped out to one of those ass-fuck
centers...I mean things could be a whole lot worse than we got here Fred."

"Andy" Fred asked "what is the story with this place...how do they get away
with all the sex and beating shit anyway?"  "I'm no expert Fred, but this
kind of shit would probably happen anywhere, only here they've
institutionalized it so they can control the process.  Lot's of rich kids
here so they don't want anyone getting stabbed or beaten up where their
parents could cause trouble for the Warden and all.  They put us in charge
and it's not like any one would talk about it...who'd want to go home with
a 'Homo' sign around their neck, you know?"  "Yeah, I guess so" Fred said
"but it's freaky how regimented things are..this Haves/Have Nots shit."
Then Andy tried to explain "I've been here 18 months...got one year to go
but I can get out in 6 months if all goes well."  "Why so long?" Fred
interrupted.  "I got popped dealing drugs when I was 11, Hell more than
half the kids in here are because of drugs.  I was a runner for this rich
14 year old kid named Ted.  My family doesn't have shit, and Ted's lawyer
made me out as the bad guy so I drew a max term, but at least it was here.
Fucking Ted got out after a year."

"Anyway" as Andy continued "when I first got here the sex shit just
happened and lots of times there were fights and shit...I mean it was
getting out of hand.  Some big guy grabbed me one day in the shower and was
about to fuck me good when Art barged in and pulled him off.  Then he said
there were going to be rules and stuff.  I started out on your side of the
room and I was scared that I'd get all kinds of fucked. But Ted got to me
first every day and didn't make me do anything I didn't want to...he owed
me and he knew it.  Then about 6 months ago I got enough pubes to go to the
other side.  At first I didn't want to anything to anybody, but I got so
horny I had to do something, so I'd go and have nice mutual sex with the
young guys...especially the ones who looked scared the way I used to be."
Fred added "I wish you would have hooked up with my friend Charlie last
night, that asshole Devon fucked him up good."

"You know" Andy replied "I actually tried to but Devon beat me to it, so I
fell back on George.  With him taken that beating because of that fuck
Stevie, I decided to protect him for the night...lots of us think that was,
but there are a lot of Devons and Stevies in here too.  They do rough shit
just to try to get a refusal so they can beat off while someone gets
whipped...cocksuckers!!"  Fred related Stevie's promise that he would come
after him next session and then told him about the alliance he and Taylor
had made.  "Good idea, but make sure he moves quick...first come, first
served.  I'll try to help out...if Taylor gets to you first I could slide
over and cover Charlie and vice versa."  "Thanks, man" Fred said "its a
real disadvantage being stuck on my side of the room."  Then Andy told Fred
about "Sadie Hawkins Day"...every Sunday the tables get turned and the Have
Nots are the bosses.  "Not too many revenge trips though, because the next
6 days you're on the other end...I mean how much could your friend Charlie
hurt Devon, and then he'd have him after him the whole next week."  "Yeah"
Fred said "but there could be a way to teach him and Stevie a lesson...I'll
have to think on that one."

"Be careful Fred, there are some powerful alliances in this place and the
sicko-Haves really stick together.  Guys like me keep a low profile, we do
what we can but we're not organized like them...I mean they really target
who they want to get and then they do...sooner or later."  Fred silently
thought to himself that he was going to organize the right-minded among
them...he just didn't know how, at least not yet.  "Fred" Andy asked
seriously "can I ask you something personal?"  Fred nodded his approval and
Andy continued "I'm almost 13 and I got a light crop, but you gotta be 15
and you're a Have Not...I don't get it, you're the biggest kid who's ever
been on that side of the room."  That question was all too familiar to Fred
and he was sick of it, but Andy was going to be an ally so Fred let his
hair down...so to speak.  "In a nut shell Andy, I had a condition where my
dick hair just wouldn't grow and then this doctor helped me out and it did
start to grow.  Then this asshole kid and some of his goon buddies jumped
me and it all got ripped out.  So I went nuts on them...cracked ribs on two
of them and almost killed the guy who started it...that's what landed me
here.  So I figure from what I can see of the hairs starting to come back,
that I ought to be on your side of the Dorm in a month or so."

"Jesus Christ!" Andy said in shock "I never heard of anything like
that...what a bad deal."  "Yeah" Fred continued "I told that fuck Art about
it and he said 'tough shit' I'm on my side of the Dorm until they come back
in, so my goal is not to have a Stevie or Devon get to me...God knows I
don't want to taste that strap!"  "That's right Fred, you DON'T" Andy said
emphatically "No one's ever made it through 10 without screaming like a
son-of-a-bitch, and it's always 10 no matter what.  A big strong ass kid
named Justin went 5 with out crying...that's the record.  That kid was
tougher than shit, but by the time he got his 10th he was blubbering like a
baby and he shit all over the floor.  Man that kid was never the same...he
thought he could take it 'cause his old man used to whip him good and
shit...he was a poor kid like me who got in here 'cause he got busted with
a rich kid too, but Art's a madman with that thing and you just got to know
that."

 "Yeah" Fred observed "he whipped up on poor George like nothing I've ever
seen!  So what happened to this Justin kid" Fred asked.  "He tried to run
away and got caught, of course...then he told about what was going on in
here but we all denied it.  Art told us that our names would wind up in the
paper and we'd all be branded as fags and, worst of all, they'd close this
place down and we'd all wind up in Juvey Central where a stud like Justin
would be a little kid, so what chance would we have?  So we all clamed up
and Justin got sent to Central...and...ahhh..aahh (as Andy started to cry)
Art was rrriightt, hhhee gggot fucked wwwith a lot and he..he...he
fffuckin' hung himself!"  Andy lowered his head into his lapped and sobbed
as Fred looked on not having any words to comfort him.

Fred put his arm around Andy's shoulders as he cried and Andy's head turned
and rested under him as he said "I feel so fucking guilty...Justin and I
were friends and we did it with each other a lot and he was nice and
I...none of us supported him.  We were so scared of what would happen to
US!!  We didn't know he'd die..."  and Andy cried harder as Fred said "you
couldn't know anyway it's OK...it's OK."  After a while Andy's sobbing
stopped and he said softly "Fred I'm feeling tired again, I'm gonna go back
to bed".  "Yeah me too" Fred answered as they rose and walked back into the
Dorm.  As Fred reach his bed Andy walked next to him and said "I feel so
lonely right now...thinking about Justin and all, would it be OK if I laid
down with you for a while...I don't want to do anything I just need to hold
someone."  Fred looked into Andy's handsome young wanting face and could
not refuse.  "Sure" he said as he pulled back the covers and climbed in
facing away from Andy as he got under the covers and put his arm around
Fred facing his back.  They laid there quietly trying to sleep and then
Fred felt a slight pressure against one of his butt cheeks...he knew it was
Andy's penis becoming erect.

Andy made no overt action but, as Fred thought of him his own penis began
to swell.  Slowly he turned to face the young boy who shared his bed and
the tips of their taunt erections met as they looked into each others eyes
in the early light of the dawning day.  Then they softly began to kiss.
Not erotically, but comfortingly...comforting the mutual loneliness and
fear they harbored. The touch of their tongues soon had them both fully
aroused.  Andy made the first move, lightly touching the tented outline of
Fred's shorts and Fred soon followed suit.  Then they began to more
actively stroke each other not releasing their kiss.  Fred slowly reached
inside the elastic band of Andy's shorts and reached down towards the heat
he felt inside.  He slid his hand down Andy's lower belly until he felt the
soft scant hairs with his fingertips as Andy's hard penis twitched on the
back of his hand.

Andy broke their long kiss and then sat up and took of his shirt.  Fred did
the same and then they also took off their shorts.  The two boys paused for
a moment taking in the beautiful form of the other.  Andy was neither
muscular nor skinny, he was soft....so, so soft and his 3 inch erection
stuck straight up in front of him as he looked at Fred.  Clearly taller,
broader and developing a buff exterior, Fred still had a lot of little boy
in him too, especially as his own 4 hard inches stood against a hairless
background. They renewed their kiss and then fell back down on the bed and
began to stroke each other slowly.  The heat of Andy's hardness caused Fred
to softly gasp and then Andy slowly left Fred's mouth and headed towards
his yearning erection. Fred pulled Andy's hips over his head so that he
could take him into his mouth while laying on his back and feeling Andy's
excellent slathering.  Andy's little erection slid fully into Fred's wet
mouth and he slid up and down its length delighting in its taste and the
gentle tickling of Andy's soft hairs on his upper lip and the tip of his
nose.

They turned to their sides and then sucked on each other for a long time,
neither boy wanting to climax and end the feeling of togetherness that they
shared.  Unfortunately, the general dynamic of male physiology eventually
took over and they literally came together spraying their light deposits in
each others mouths in silent erotic bliss. The absence of guttural groans
and spastic hip motions was new to Fred who found this gentle restrained
explosion in his loins to be as pleasurable as any orgasm he had ever
experienced.  They lay there still sucking on their melting penises, like
babies sucking on their thumbs, as they both fell back asleep.  A few
moments later Andy reluctantly awoke and returned to his bed after pulling
a the blanket up to cover the sleeping Fred.  "I think I may love this guy"
Any thought as he pulled his own covers up and went back to sleep.....