Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2003 18:09:24 EDT
From: Bentedcol@aol.com
Subject: The Last Resort Chapter 5

The same old rules apply. This is a piece of fiction where no characters
are real. It contains sex between consenting boys under the age of 18. If
you don't like this kind of material, or it is illegal in your area to
read, or you are under the age of 18, then continue no further. This is
also copyrighted material. Enjoy.

The Last Resort
Chapter 5

	Billy was the first one to wake up. A dull light illuminated
through the blinds on the window. Billy sat up and stretched. There was a
slight chill and dampness in the air. Then a flash of light flickered
through the blinds, soon to be followed by an echoing boom.
	Billy looked out the window and saw that there were specks of rains
dripping down as if the window was crying. The clouds were of a dark evil
gray. Rain pitter pattered, making an impression on the dirt below.
	Billy glared over at Jason's cot. He was all snuggled under his
sheets with the pillow over his head. As usual, his bare feet, was sticking
out of the bottom of the sheets. Billy was beginning to think that this was
a ritual for him.
	Sleeping on the other side of the room was Trevor. All of his
sheets and blankets were tossed to the floor. Even his pillow was on the
floor. He was laying on his back with his left arm hanging straight out to
the side. His walkman was on the floor, but his headset was half on, half
off of his head. They appeared to be tangled up in his wavy long hair. The
only thing that Trevor was wearing, was a faded pair of striped
boxers. Billy scanned the mostly naked body of Trevor with his curious
eyes. His nipples were dark and he had a golden tan. Billy could see that
his skin was very pale and white where the sun didn't hit it. For part of
his boxers were showing that portion of Trevor's skin. Even Trevor's bare
feet seemed to be something to be admired. But the thing that caught
Billy's eye was the tent that had formed in Trevor's boxers. Billy so much
wanted to go over there and check to see how big Trevor was. But he was too
frightened too.  As he continued to stare, Trevor began to stir a bit. His
arm that was hanging over the side of the bed moved and dug into his
boxers. Trevor rubbed and scratched himself for a moment or two and then he
rolled over to his side, causing his headset to join the walkman on the
cold wooden floor.
	Billy then turned his attention to Andrew. This was an interesting
sight. Andrew was under his sheets on his stomach. But his butt seemed to
be thrusting up and down slowly. Billy watched in amazement. He couldn't
believe Andrew was humping his bed sheets in his sleep. Billy continued to
watch as the movements under the sheets began to grow faster. Without
realizing it, Billy had stuck his hand down his whitie tighties and began
rubbing his hard dick. Then without warning, Andrew left out a muffled moan
and he stopped moving under the sheets.
	Much to Billy's dislike, the urge to pee was far greater then the
urge to spooge. So he went to the bathroom to relieve himself. After
finishing his business, he went back to his room, but stopped before going
in. He peaked in the cracked door, very similar to what Jason did the first
night he stayed there. He saw Andrew wake up and stick his hand down his
pants.
	"Not again," said Andrew in disgust.
	"What?" said a groggy voice.
	"I had another wet dream,"
	Billy looked and saw that the groggy voice came from Trevor.
	"And this is bad, how?"
	"I hate the sticky slimy feeling in my shorts when I wake up."
	"Go clean yourself up before those two wake up." Trevor didn't take
notice that Billy's bed was empty.
	Andrew stood got up out of his bed. He too was wearing only
boxers. Billy watched as Andrew's bare feet touched the wooden floor. He
watched with anticipation. Andrew dropped his boxers to the floor. Like
Trevor, Andrew had a very distinct tan line. Billy stared at Andrew's
dick. By this time it was floppy and his white cum was dripping on to the
floor out of his slit. Billy could see gobs of his boy seed embedded into
the small patch of pubic hairs that Andrew had. Andrew looked away and
decided just to clean himself up with his boxers that he had dirty during
his sleep. After he wiped himself clean, he threw on a new pair of boxers
and grabbed his towel.
	"I'm going to the lake to take a bath, since this God forsaken
place doesn't have power to run the water pump yet.
	Billy quickly dodged into an unoccupied room. He didn't want Andrew
seeing him there. He was afraid Andrew would put two and two
together. Billy heard Andrew walk by and he decided it was clear. Billy
walked back into his room quietly. Jason was still sound asleep and Trevor
managed to fall back to sleep himself. Billy looked at his watch and
noticed it was only five after six in the morning.
	Billy decided to see if he could get to know Andrew better since
Trevor wouldn't be around. Billy had his suspicions that Andrew was a
different person when Trevor wasn't around. It was always Trevor who was
starting the trouble.
	Billy threw on his bathing suit and grabbed his towel. He quietly
went down stairs. He walked on the porch and saw Andrew standing
there. Andrew turned and saw him.
	"What are you doing here?"
	"I just wanted to rinse the sleepiness off me," said Billy.
	"I wanted to do the same, but it is thundering and lightning out,
so we can't do it," said Andrew gloomily.
	"So now what?"
	"I don't know what you are going to do, but I am going back to
bed."
	"Andrew,"
	"Yeah,"
	"Can I ask you something?" Billy couldn't believe he was trying to
make conversation with Andrew.
	"What?"
	"What do you and Trevor plan to do to Jason and I?"
	Andrew smiled and then walked back into the inn. Billy stood on the
porch alone. He was hoping that Andrew would at least give him a hint on
what was going to happen. Billy jumped as a loud thunder clashed roared
through inn. Even the windows vibrated a bit. Billy quickly went inside.
	Billy went back to his room where Andrew was back in his bed,
reading a book. Billy went over to his cot and sat down. He was bored and
wanted to do something. "Andrew, you want to do something?"
	"What? There is nothing to do in this old piece of termite invested
pile of wood."
	"We can explore this place. Who know what we might find."
	Andrew let out a deep breath and rested his book on his chest. He
looked up at Billy for a second and then plunked his head back into his
pillow. "Nothing else to do. This book is boring anyway. Let's see what we
can find."
	Andrew got up and threw on a pair of shorts, a shirt and his
shoes. Billy just threw on a shirt that hung over his swim suit and a pair
of sandals. Billy grabbed his flashlight and headed towards the door.
	"Where do you want to explore first, the attic?" asked Andrew.
	"Uh, I'm sure there is nothing in the attic. Let's look for another
room to explore in." said Billy.
	"Nah, I want to see the attic. Maybe there is a dead body up there
or something." Andrew then tore up the staircase heading towards the
attic. Billy was close behind, afraid that he or Jason had left something
up there to show them what they had done the night prior.
	The door creaked as they entered the attic. Rain was pouring in
through the hole over the mattress. Billy and Andrew shined their
flashlights along the walls and ceiling to see what they could find. Billy
walked over to the shelf that had the vases on it. The vases laid broken on
the floor. Billy looked and saw that the dust on and around the vases, as
well on the floor, was not disturbed at all. So how and why did the vases
fall?
	Billy knelt down and picked up a piece of broken vase. When he
picked up a second piece, he noticed a metal ring about 3 inches in
diameter, on the floor. He went to pick it up and realized it was a door
handle to a trapped door.
	"What did you find there?" asked Andrew
	"A trap door. But the shelf case is blocking it," said Billy.
	"Let's move it." Andrew and Billy then pushed the heavy shelf off
the trapped door. The trap door was so heavy, that it took both Billy and
Andrew to open it. As the door opened, an eerie howl echoed from it,
releasing and ghastly odor.
	Andrew shined his flashlight down the hole. "It's a staircase. I
wonder where it leads."
	"Maybe we should get someone?" asked Billy. This whole thing
started to creep him out.
	"Who? No one else is awake. Come on let's go." Andrew then entered
the hole in the floor cautiously. The wooden staircase creaked with every
step that Andrew and Billy took. The staircase ended up being a narrow
spiral staircase. Billy lost count how many steps there were, but he
figured that they had to be below the ground floor by now. The staircase
ended up in a dirt floor passageway. The tunnels were too deep and dark to
see what laid ahead. The lights that shone from the boy's flashlights were
just devoured by the darkness.
	"Which way we go?" asked Andrew as he saw that they could go either
to their right, left, or straight ahead.
	"I don't like this, Andrew. Let's go get someone," said Billy who
was really scared now.
	"Look, you're the one who wanted to go exploring. Now come on."
	The boys were deep into one of the tunnels. Billy shined his
flashlight back where they had come from, but it wasn't strong enough to
show the staircase that they had descended down from.
	"Oh Doug, feels so good. Don't stop," said an eerie child's voice.
	"You say something?" asked Andrew.
	"No, I thought it was you."
	"Who's there?" yelled Andrew.
	"That's it Doug, suck harder."
	"This isn't funny," yelled Billy hoping that someone was playing a
nasty prank on them.
	"That's it Doug, take my hard boy cock in your mouth."
	"Come on, I want to see who that is," said Andrew.
	"I'm cumming, Doug. Swallow every bit of my cum,"
	Andrew and Billy entered a small room. Then a blood curdling cry
cut through their ear drums. This cry was so horrific that it would make
the bravest of men, turn yellow.
	Andrew and Billy both screamed and ran back to the stair case. By
the time they got to the attic, they were totally out of breath. But they
found some remaining bits of energy to slam shut the trap door and place
the book base back over top of it.
	"What was that?" cried Andrew.
	Billy looked and Andrew was as white as a ghost. Tears mixed down
his dirty face. Sweat dripped off of his brow to join the tears. Then Billy
glanced down and noticed the area of Andrew's crotch.
	Andrew followed Billy's eyes to his crotch. There was a big wet
spot on the front of his pants.
	"You pissed your pants?" asked Billy.
	"You mention this to anybody and I swear I'll kill you. We do not
know nothing about this attic, this door, that staircase, and that
scream. Do I make myself clear?"
	"But we should tell someone."
	"I mean it man. Tell no one. Don't tell your folks or the
Townshends, or even my brother or Jason. This is just between you and me
and even us will forget this ever happened."
	"Alright, I won't tell no one."
	"You're alright Billy. And because of this, I will make it up to
you. But not now. Come on; let's get the hell out of here."
	Andrew was quiet for the rest of the day. He didn't say a word once
he left the attic. He didn't as so much talk to Trevor let alone his
parents or anyone. Billy kept his promise and didn't say a thing. When
Jason mentioned this oddity to Billy, he just acted dumb like he didn't'
know what was up.
	Since it was raining outside, the boys spent most of the day
pulling out old wires and cable. They were getting ready to run the new
stuff when the juvies arrive on Monday. Even during the cable pulling,
Andrew kept to himself. Billy was beginning to get concerned. He heard the
same cry that Andrew did, but it didn't affect him near as bad. But then
Billy had this thought. Andrew stepped in the room completely. Billy did
not. Billy didn't get to see what was in the room like Andrew did. What did
Andrew see that caused him to piss his pants?
	That night Andrew sat on the porch. The wind blew some mist off of
the rain onto Andrew's pale cheeks. Lightning would flash every so often to
light up the eerie forest during the storm. Andrew could hear the adults
playing their nightly card games. Molly was pitching a fit that she
couldn't have anymore ice cream. He knew his brother was upstairs reading
his book. He didn't know where Jason or Billy was.
	The lightning flashed and Andrew saw something move off in the
distance. When the lightning flashed again, the object was gone. Goosebumps
covered Andrew's body. The lightning flashed again and Andrew saw a person
carrying two large sacks, one under each arm. But when the lightning
flashed yet another time, the person was gone.
	Billy and Jason came out on the front porch. They saw Andrew
standing in the pouring rain. He was just standing there as if he was
frozen.
	"Hey, Trevor!!" yelled Jason.
	"I think it's Andrew," said Billy.
	"Andrew then, what's you doing out in the rain?"
	Andrew turned. He was paler then he was earlier that morning. "I
saw something."
	"What" asked Billy afraid to hear the answer.
	"A person carrying something."
	"What kind of something?"
	"I don't know. Now leave me alone." Andrew then stormed into the
house and went to bed.
	Jason yawned and soon Billy followed suit. They decided that it was
late and they wanted to get some sleep before another hard day of slave
labor. When they got up stairs, Trevor was still reading and Andrew was
under his covers listening to his walkman. Jason and Billy shed their pants
and crawled into their own cots. Soon their consciousness was taken over by
their unconsciousness.
	Billy felt himself being pulled out of his dream. He felt a pair of
warm lips on his. He kept his eyes shut and kissed back. His tongue
intermingled with the other person's tongue. He felt a pair of hands
rubbing his body and taking off his shirt. Soon, Billy was completely
naked. Billy felt his dick grow very hard. He figured Jason must have woke
up horny and wanted to take it out on him, so he didn't open his eyes. And
for some strange reason, he wasn't afraid of the twins waking up either.
	Billy moaned slightly as the lips moved to his nipples. He loved
the feeling of his nipples growing hard under the tiny nibbles of his
lover. Soon he felt his dick being swallowed by the same lips that were
touching his just moments before.
	He could feel his balls getting all excited, as the lips bobbed up
and down his shaft. He knew it wouldn't be long and he would blow his
load. Just as he was bout to cum, he put his hands on his lover's
head. Billy blew his load and opened his eyes to see the boy from his
nightmare. It was the same boy from that picture. Billy closed his eyes,
sat up and screamed. At the same time, Andrew sat up and screamed.
	Trevor woke up. "What's going on?"
	"A bad dream, that's it," said Billy. He noticed Andrew was making
a strange face.
	"Well, go back to bed." Said Trevor as he rolled over and fell back
to sleep.
	Billy realized he still had his underwear on. However, he felt the
all too familiar goo in them. He realized he must have had another wet
dream. "Sorry to wake you Andrew."
	"I had a bad dream too," said Andrew as he was wiping his mouth out
with a towel.
	"What was your dream about?"
	"Don't tell anybody, but I dreamt I was sucking this boy's dick. I
never saw him before. Then he put his hands on my head he came into my
mouth."
	"That's not abnormal to have a dream like that." Assured Billy
thinking how bizarre it was out his and Andrew's dream.
	"But is it abnormal to wake up with cum in your mouth?"

To Be Continued...

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I hope to get the next chapter done
with in the next couple of days. Please email me at bentedcol@aol.com with
both positive and negative feedback. I would love to hear what you think of
the story thus far. Is this something you all want me to continue on with,
or should I just wind it up and finish it? Let me know. Thanks. -Ben