Date: Mon, 15 May 2006 09:23:08 +1000
From: Richard Hadfield <rick@boistories.com>
Subject: Mick and Friends - 9

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Chapter 8 ended:

When we had finished dinner, mom begged to be allowed to be rude and for us
to leave straight away to go home. This was granted and shortly after we
were on our way to a home I had not yet seen. We hit the A12 and headed
north. As we were going mom said, "Mrs Grout told me she thinks that Kevin
is gay, and she is hoping that will not cause you to drop him as a
friend. I didn't want to pre-empt anything so I did not tell her that you
are gay. I just told her that you wouldn't break off a friendship for that
reason, and that you already had a friend who appeared to be gay and you
weren't breaking that off."

"It's ok mom. I don't mind people in Brentwood knowing as I am not going to
have to be around there much anymore. And yes, Kevin is certainly inclined
towards same sex relationships. He's nice. How does his mom feel about him
being gay?"

"I believe she is alright with it. And like you he hasn't got a dad to
worry about as far as that is concerned."

This conversation took us almost all the way to Witham. We took the off
ramp and turned into a housing estate shortly after entering the town. Then
we followed the road around in a long arc and came eventually to our
house. It was an end of terrace place in what appeared to be a pretty
decent area. As mom had said, we did the barest needed to be ready for the
morning and took to our beds. It had been a hefty day and both of us were
more tired then we realised.



Chapter 9

We awoke the next morning, mom to her alarm clock and me to her hollering
to get up. I started at first because when I opened my eyes, I was in a
strange room, and though it was the familiar tone of my mom's voice, my
brain was not conscious enough to register this. However, I soon remembered
where I was and realised this explained why there were no curtains on the
window. I climbed out of bed and only then noticed that I had the usual
morning rush of blood to a part of my anatomy which certainly was not my
head. I rummaged around in one of the boxes hoping to find my gown so that
I could and take care of the urgent insistence my bladder was making to be
emptied. Finally I could wait no longer and simply had to dash naked to the
loo, or risk leaving a puddle trail along the way -- at least that is how
it felt. I got to the bowl and immediately let fly with a stream and a sigh
of relief at the same time.

"You must have been desperate." My mom said from the doorway.

With a shock I realised that I had not even closed the bathroom door. I
half turned to speak to her, "I'm sorry mom. Couldn't find my gown and then
it was too late for anything else." Only then did I realise that being half
turned she could probably see me holding my cock. I quickly spun around so
that my back was to her.

"Its ok son, I don't mind if you want to walk around in the nude
sometimes," she teased, "only please don't do it when any of my friends are
here."

"Aw m-o-m," I groaned, "I don't think you understood what I said." By this
time I had finished peeing and leant forward to flush. It struck me that I
was still nude in front of my mother, and that she was not showing any
signs of moving away. I started to edge sideways towards the tub intending
to get a towel to wrap around my waste, only there were no towels there
yet. We hadn't unpacked them. There was just a small hand towel by the
basin which would hardly work as a loin cloth.

Then I thought to myself in one of those crazy moments when abstract things
flash through your skull. Hey she's my mom. She's washed my whole body
before and probably even pushed my foreskin back to clean under it. So what
if I've grown up a bit since then? With that I just turned and faced her
full on. Well at least I did not have an erection.

"You've shaved," she said, "Was that you and Brandon experimenting?"

Fuck! I didn't think she would make any comments. In fact, I didn't even
think about being hairless down there at this time. What could I answer? I
plumbed for the truth as this seemed less likely to lead to other
problems. "Yeah. I wanted to find out what it was like."

"Ok. You going to keep it shaved?"

"Mothe-e-r!!  I don't think I want to talk about this just yet." I
pleaded. I was still in the altogether and was worried that I might just
get a boner in front of my mother.

"Ok. But if you ever want to talk, I would like to talk with you. I know
I'm your mother and all, but I also want to be your friend."

"Thanks mom, but could I finish doing what I need to do and get back to my
room to get dressed before we talk any more?"

"Sure. Do you want to stay home from school today or do you want to go and
show those bitches that you're more than enough for them?" she asked.

"I want to go to school and see Kevin, and then thumb my nose at the
girls." I responded. I should have been more traumatised, but I think the
things that had happened in my twelve years of history had hardened me
against it. I probably would show some signs later but at the moment I was
still travelling on the shock and adrenalin. Mom left me then and I
sauntered back to my bed room in a new freedom. After all, now that mom had
seen me naked, I didn't have to hide my body from her anymore.

In my room I dug in the case that had all my school stuff in it and found
uniform which did not need to be held together with staples to be decent
and got dressed. I went down to eat my breakfast and then mom took me to
school.

"Now don't forget. I am still off work today to get the house in order. If
you have any problems at school just get the office to phone and I will
come for you." These were mom's parting words as she dropped me off in the
car park.

"Thanks mom. See you later." And I turned and headed off into the school
grounds. As I went through the gate which separated the car park from the
grounds proper, I was greeted by Kevin. He had been waiting to see if I
came or not. My greeting in return was as enthusiastic as his and I gave
him a bit of a hug as well. With this he literally glowed. He was the
happiest kid in town, simply because now he had a friend. I guess that as I
had gone through much of what he had, I could understand why he was so
happy today and was just as happy for him. This was a help for me because
it took my mind off some of the dread which had been creeping up on me as
our car neared the school. I must admit that the closer we got the more
apprehensive I had become and I was beginning to question my decision to
come to school. Having Kevin there helped to give me some courage to face
what lay ahead.

Today our first period was in form class and so I knew I would have to face
Angela and her gang almost straight off. As we were walking to the
classroom which was our form room, Kevin filled me in on what he had
learnt.

"There are whispers going around that you are in trouble for having exposed
yourself to the girls. I guess this is their defence. I have also heard
rumours that word has been spread that you are gay and shave your balls. So
there might be some odd looks and comments thrown your way. I hope they
don't hurt too much. I'm not too sure how to react either. I mean the
others know that you have not been my friend, but they also know that
something happened between us yesterday."

"I don't care what they say about me. I am happy for people to see that you
and I are friends. But then I will not be here for much longer. So it is
you that I'm worried about. Do you want others to know that you befriended
me and helped me in a time of need?"

"The others have treated me like shit all my life. What difference will any
more make? I am proud to be your friend and I was happy to help you; and
even happier to enjoy you, if you get my meaning." I did.

"I don't know if I'm ready to face them all just yet. Can we hang around
out here until its almost time to go in, please?" I asked.

"Of course. Let's wait until we see Chrome Dome getting near the class and
then we can dash in as if we are a little late." Chrome Dome was the name
for Mr Wilkins, our form teacher; given in honour of his shining bald
head. So we hung around in a spot where we had a view of the class room but
would not be likely to be spotted by the others.

As we saw Wilkins approaching, we took off in a swift jog and then sprint
to make it into class just ahead of him. Obviously he had been told of the
events of yesterday and so he only told us as we swept through the door
that we were lucky to be ahead of him or it would have been a detention
each. This gave a bit of normality as it is what he would probably have
said. I have never seen Wilkins give anyone a detention, but he often
threatens it. There was a buzz of chatter going on in the room, but as we
entered it the room became silent. Whether it was because we had gone in or
whether it was because they had heard Wilkins I will never know. I guess it
might have been a bit of both. Certainly during the course of the day there
were times when a group of kids would suddenly shut up as I drew near them,
and judging from the expressions on their faces they had been talking about
me. I quickly looked around the class as I walked to my desk and saw, to my
relief, that though her gang was there, Angela was not present. Because we
were late into class there was only the one desk left and so Kevin and I
had to sit together which was alright with me.

Wilkins began, as always, by taking the register and when he got to my name
he told me to report to the office as soon as he had finished with us and
then at Angela's name he asked if anyone knew where she was.

"I think she is still in shock at home." One of the girls from her gang
piped up rather sarcastically. This seemed to be some sort of signal
because a hum of chatter broke out following it until one of the other
girls called out.

"Sir, can you tell Doppard to give us all a show before he goes off for his
beating at the office."

Wilkins fell into the trap and asked, "What show?" He obviously was not
aware of the rumour of my display tactics.

"Oh his shaved cock and balls, like he showed Angela yesterday." Came the
reply.

"What utter nonsense. I don't want to hear anymore of these vicious
rumours. You could land yourself in big trouble talking like that."

"It's true, Angela told us herself. How else would we know he's shaved?"
One of the other girls called in defence. Kevin gripped my leg under the
table to comfort me and I could see he was about to blurt out the truth in
my defence so I nudged him to keep quiet.

"Right stop this nonsense here and now or you will all be on detention."
Wilkins finished up the class and reminded me to get to the office. This
meant that I would not have to wait out the end of the period in the class
with them without a teacher present. I was relieved for this. As I stood up
to go, Wilkins told Kevin that he should go with me to make sure that I
reported to the office.

We walked out the door together and as we left there was a general breakout
in talking.

"Why did you stop me from telling them the truth?" Kevin asked as we walked
to the office.

"I don't know if they know the police are involved. I want them to be taken
by surprise if the police come calling."

"Cool. I like that. Ok mums the word."

We got to the office and walked up to the reception. The lady behind the
desk looked up and asked what we wanted. It was not the same receptionist
from yesterday as there are two, one who works mornings and the other who
works afternoons.

"I've been told to report to the office." I said.

"Name?" she asked disinterestedly.

"Doppard." Her head jerked up and she looked at me properly for the first
time.

"The head wants to see you young man. Go over to the corner there and
wait. I will tell you when to go through."

As we moved towards the corner she picked up the telephone and pushed one
button. "Doppard is here Mr Graham." She said then listened, "Yes he
is. ... Right, will do." And she put the receiver down. "Ok, Mr Graham
wants to see both of you, so come this way please." She led us down the
corridor to the head's office. It looked a bit different in the daylight
and I noticed that there were portraits of the past heads lining each
wall. We got to the office and she knocked on the door.

"Enter." Came from within.

The receptionist, (who ever knows the names of receptionists?), opened the
door and ushered us in, following on behind.

"Thank you, Mavis, that will be all for now." Mr Graham dismissed
her. After she had closed the door behind her, the head turned to look at
us and said, "Angela is not at school today because the police arrested her
last night, but have released her into her parent's custody while
investigations are continued. I don't want either of you to say anything to
anybody about what actually happened, as I don't want anyone given any more
chance to work out stories to cover this incident. I want the truth and I
want justice for the victims. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir," we both chorused.

"But what do I answer to them sir? Already the rumour going round is that I
displayed myself to Angela and this has made her ill."

"They are also saying that Mick shaves, you know down there." Kevin said. I
would rather he hadn't said that, as it was true.

"Well I think the best thing is to tell them that they don't know anything
about it and that you are not going to give them the pleasure of telling
them." Mr Graham said.

"But that won't stop them saying things, and I don't like them hurting my
friend." Kevin said.

"I'm afraid that nothing is going to stop them saying things, Kevin. But in
time if they don't get any response to work with, they will give up for the
most part. Now remember, if either of you have any problems you just come
to reception and tell whoever is there that you need my help. Ok?"

"Yes sir." We said together again.

"Good. Now you had better get off to your classes. And Mick, it has taken
some courage to come to school today. I admire that. Well done."

We left his office and went back to our classes as instructed. All through
the day there were whisperings and comments being made. Some were from boys
who just wanted to taunt me or both of us. Others were more questions,
trying to get at the real truth. Yet others were almost of admiration that
I would have the courage to show myself in that way. By the end of the day,
however there was some confusion as the girls had embellished their story
in a number of different ways and no one was sure just what to believe. By
the time I headed for the car park to meet mom, I had stripped for Angela
and then begged her to wank me. I had offered to give her a tonguing. She
had pulled all my ball hairs out in anger. And we had made wild passionate
sex which had got her pregnant and that is why she was not in school
today. It seemed like each of the other girls who had been involved was
trying to outdo the others with her story. And then also the Chinese
whispers had got things a bit muddled. All in all I was glad to be able to
get into the car and leave that behind. Especially as when we got home we
had so much unpacking to do it was easy to forget for a while.

Mom left me unpacking while she got dinner ready and then we sat down to
eat. "So how did it really go today?" she asked again. She had asked in the
car when she picked me up and I had kind of given her a non-committal
answer.

"It was strange. With some I was a kind of celebrity and hero. Some were
jealous and others just wanted to use the opportunity to slate
me. Sometimes it was hard to not turn around and tell them the truth." I
answered

"What are they saying happened?"

"Well the story in the morning was that I had displayed myself to Angela
and she told her friends that I was shaved an all. But by the end of the
day, I had begged her for sex and she had pulled all my hair out. And all
sorts of other things."

"Mick, I know it must be hard, but it is good that the story is changing as
it will show that it is all lies. The police will get the evidence and then
the truth will be known. Also you won't be there much longer."

"Yeah, I know that mom, but it doesn't really make it any easier. Its
knowing that those that matter believe me that helps more."

"I guess that would. Mick I really meant it this morning when I said I
wanted to be both your mom and your friend. I want to help you as much as I
can. I love you and I care about you. I'm sorry for what happened this
morning, but I am glad that you felt you could face me naked. I know you
don't wear underwear and so I am not going to bother to buy you any
anymore; but if you change your mind, then just tell me and we will get
some sorted out. Now that I've seen you naked, I really don't mind if you
walk around in the nude when it is only the two of us here. But I am not
going to go nude before you. Apart from the fact that it is against the
law, I don't think it would be that good for us."

"Well I'm not that sure that I want to see any girl without clothes on. I'm
not into girls and what Angela did confirmed that. But I do appreciate the
offer of a bit of freedom with you." I grinned as I said it.

"Don't get me wrong, Mick, I'm not a pervert. I just think that you might
find it easier to talk to me about things if you are not embarrassed for me
to see you naked."

"Mom, this is pretty embarrassing right now." I said, "Give me a chance to
think about it please."

"Yes of course, dear. Now you do the dishes while I continue with some
unpacking, then its bath and bed for you. You look pretty tired and I guess
that is because you have had quite a stressful day."

"Yeah, I guess." I got up and began to clear the dishes from the table and
carry them through to the kitchen to stack them in the dishwasher. Boy was
I glad mom had had one of them fitted when we moved. It was the first time
we have had one and it is pure heaven. I don't mind doing the dishes this
way.

I finished the dishes and went through to mom who was unpacking her
ornaments from the display cabinet.

"All done and running." I told her.

"Good lad. Now go and get your bath or shower done and then into bed. It
will be almost ten by the time you finish in the bath and so I don't expect
anything more of you tonight. Thank you for your help today. I love
you. Come and say goodnight before you get into bed please."

"Ok Mom. I love you too and thanks for believing me."

"I couldn't not believe you son. I know when you are lying and when
not. Well, at least most of the time anyway."

I blushed as I went off to have my bath as I realised mom was probably
correct. How did parents get to know so much? I went first to my bedroom
and stripped off, and making use of my new found freedom (knowing full well
that mom was downstairs and out of the way) walked naked to the
bathroom. (it was only a matter of about ten feet from my room to the
bathroom door anyway; but the sheer thrill of it was enough to encourage
little Mick to stand up and take a look for himself.) It was quite a nice
bathroom with the shower incorporated in the bath and glass panels which
folded out to keep the shower spray from going all over the floor. This
night I ran a bath as I did not feel like standing around in the
shower. Mom was right, I was pretty whacked.

I lay back in the bath; the water only came about half way up my side as I
lay flat, with just my head propped up on the end side of the bath. I
soaped myself all over and of course as I soaped up my dick it got hard
again. The water was shallow enough that I didn't have to hold myself up to
keep my cock out of the water and so this left my other hand free to feel
and massage other parts of my body as I used my faithful right hand to
carry out a slow, leisurely wank. Each nipple and then my navel got
attention before I moved down to my balls and the patch just underneath
them. I must have jacked for about twenty minutes before I arched my back
and shot my load in a decent but not altogether amazing orgasm. I didn't
shoot that much either. I think it was probably a result of having lost two
loads the day before and the stress of the day I had just been through. It
did leave me with a nice glow though and after I had finished washing and
had dried, I decided that I would just try and see how I coped with mom's
suggestion and so walked downstairs naked to say good night. I went into
the lounge to find mom sitting on the couch watching some TV. I guess she
had earned a break and rest.

She looked up as I walked in the room and smiled when she saw that I was
naked.

"Goodnight mom," I said from a bit of a distance and was about to turn
around and go off to my room when mom stopped me.

"Come over here and give me a hug, please."

"Aw, mom, I'm naked."

"I can clearly see that, but I want to just give you a hug good night. If
you are going to go naked, you won't be able to keep it at a distance all
the time."

I wasn't left with much choice and so I walked over to her and bending down
gave her a hug. It sure did feel kind of weird to be hugging your mother
when you had no clothes on. I was going to have to rethink this a bit, or
else get used to the idea.



Well that's it for chapter nine. A bit of a turn in the story, but we will
be getting back to some more of Mick's life in the next chapter.

See you then

Rick.