Date: Mon, 20 Dec 1999 22:43:55 EST
From: Lyndhurst Rutherford <lyndie_73@hotmail.com>
Subject: CHAPTER 5....TAD'S STORY

Greetings all. Well I've finally been able to finish chapter five. This one
indeed proved to be the hardest one for me to write. In the first place, I
stopped smoking and the things I was writing would make the Marquis De whats
his name, shrivel up. So I waited until I felt human again. Success, it has
been nearly a month without those awful cigarettes. Number two, (this is
going to sound really strange ),I had to stop because I found myself falling
in love with my own fictional charachters. Wild to say the least.
	Maybe it was the nicotine withdrawl??? Anyway please let me know if
I've lost it altogether when I quit or if I still have what you like to read.

Love
Lyndie :-)
_________________________________________________________________________
The following story is purely fictional. This is a concerns friendship,
love, and sex between boys. If you are offended by my work,
please don't read it. If this story is illegal because of your age or
locality, don't read it. This, dear reader, represents my first attempt at
writing short stories. If you do choose to read on, I would so enjoy hearing
any and all serious observations and critiques from you.
Please feel free to e-mail me at lyndie_73@Hotmail.com.
Copyright 1999, Lyndhurst Rutherford, all rights reserved.

------------ Tad Story..by Lyndhurst Rutherford...lyndie_73@Hotmail.com

Chapter Five..........


	"Well, there you two are!",yelled an excited Tad, as suddenly, Mother and
Tad were coming up the moonlit garden path. Father and I, were sitting on
the bench in the quiet of the garden, and didn't even hear the two of them
sneak up behind us.

	Tad ran ahead of Mother, his long blond locks, flying behind him, suddenly
screeching to a halt in front of me. "Samuel Hedge!", said Tad in mock
scolding, with his arms crossed defiantly in front of him, valiantly trying
to hold back the giggles that seemed to be bursting out of him. "We were
searching all about the house for you. Now, here we find the both of you
asleep in the garden! You had us worried sick!"

	Well, at least I could tell, by the smiles in his voice, that all was well
again. He was so beautiful standing there, I wanted to grab him and hug the
stuffing out of him. It seemed that, even though I thought I knew this boy,
there were still so many dark shadows that were hidden in his little life.
It hurt me terribly that, for an angel as beautiful as he was, he should be
tormented so. It wasn't fair. Just not fair.

	As Mother approched, Father, ever the gentleman, rose up from his seat. "I
am sorry my dear, but you seemed to be busy with other matters, and I know
that you don't like the smell of my cigars, so I thought my son and I would
take an evening walk." Mother, just smiled in approval. "Mother?" continued
Father, "would you do me the honor of continuing my walk with me?"
"Well, as long as your son doesn't mind..." "Oh no Mother, please go. I'd
like to talk to Tad anyway."

	As Mother and Father slowly walked down the garden path, arm in arm, Tad
plopped down beside me on the bench. No sooner were they out of our
eyesight, when I felt Tad put his arms around my shoulders and start kissing
my neck. "Asleep Indeed! We were not asleep!.... Tad, please!, they'll see
us and....Ohh...., I love when you kiss me like that." Tad only giggled in
my ear.

	I couldn't think of another blasted thing to say. I couldn't think period,
as Tad was slowly nibbling on my earlobe and licking the inside of my ear
with his hot tongue, making my body shiver beyond my control. Lord, for a
boy that blushed as easily as Tad, he did love to take control of the
loving, as I was quite content to let him.

	Taking one last look to see that my parents were out of sight, I put my
arms up and around Tad's neck. I turned to look right into those wonderous
eyes of his. The moon light seemed to be doing magical things with his
already, intoxicatingly seductive, eyes. Looking at Tad at that moment took
on the quality of a dreamlike effect, with the moonlight turning his face an
alabaster white, and resembling the face of an angel I had seen once on a
statue at  the Royal Museum of Fine Art.

	Pulling his face in until we were nose to nose, I stared at those lovely
eyes. "Sam, I...." "Shhh!...,my angel, don't talk, not yet. Just close your
eyes."  I watched as his eyes slowly closed and then I closed mine, not
needing them any longer. Slowly sticking my tongue out, I found my lovers
sweet lips and lightly licked them with the tip of my tongue. Tad parted his
lips only slightly, and I took the opportunity to suckle his bottom lip into
my mouth, licking around it, and my tongue reveling in the sweet taste of
this boy-angel.

	As I released his lip, we each found the other, with Tad embracing me
warmly, our lips touching lightly for a moment, then melting into each
other, our tongues snaking their way into the others mouth, seeking out
every taste we could gather as our bodies trembled and breath came in gasps.
I was sure that our tongues would forget who their original owners were.

	Somewhere in the depths of my now spinning head, my senses tried to tell me
that my parents might be returning shortly. I didn't want to listen, God
knows, but I needed to pull myself together. Slowly I broke my lips from
Tad's. "No..Oh, no,no,no,..where are you going, Sam? Oh,dear God...,do you
know.....wha.., what your..., your doing to me? Please, don't let go." Tad
panted, breathlessly, while planting short stacatto kisses around my face,
and anywhere he could reach. His own skin burning mine with his hot desire
and his arms keeping my head from leaving our warm embrace, not wanting to
let me go.

	"Tad, they'll be back any moment.",I managed. "You rat, you started it." he
said. "Me??,You little devil!" I replied and grabbed his ribs with both my
hands and started tickling. "No!!!" he screamed, as he broke up in
hysterical laughter, screaming for me to stop, and my own laughter getting
the better of me. I stopped and we calmed down a bit, getting our breaths
back. I looked into his eyes  one more time and they were filled with the
hot mist of fire and lust, looking at me in a way that spoke to me only, of
hot love and desire.

	As he stared into my eyes, we heard Mother and Father getting closer. "Just
you wait, Samuel Hedge. Just you wait until I get you alone.", he whispered
to me with fire and smoke filling his eyes. To this day, I was surprised
that his words didn't set the entire garden on fire. What have I done to
this innocent cherub? What inner fire have I awakened in him, or myself for
that matter. I suddenly realized that neither Tad nor I would be getting
much sleep this night.

	Somehow, Tad and I managed to regain a reasonable facsimile of composure as
Mother and Father arrived at the bench. "Boys, I'd like to have a word with
you if I may?" Father said. What was he up to? He'd sounded as if this were
an important matter. My mind raced to think of what he wanted to talk to the
both of us about, with Mother present.I was hoping it wouldn't have to do
with the way Tad and I felt about each other, but then again, Father was a
man of his word, and would more than likely, not make mention of anything we
spoke of. So what then?

	Without waiting for a reply, he continued. "Boys, I know that you both
intended to go tramping about the woods, or some such nonesense, tomorrow.
What I would like to ask you is, how you might like to take a small trip
into London with me tomorrow insted?" Tad and I just looked at each other.
"But Father, tomorrow is Saturday",I said. "You don't go in to work on
Saturdays."  "Yes, Samuel, that is quite true, I don't. But this is special
business and I thought that quite possibly, you two little hooligans might
like to see the city and maybe have lunch together? Just us men, so to
speak, eh? What say you gentleman?"

	Tad and I just looked at each other, and by the way he looked at me, I
could tell it was alright with him. "Very well Father, we'd love to go" So
arrangements were made for a departure time of nine AM.

	Tad and I said good night to Mother and Father, leaving them sitting on the
garden bench and heading for the house to go to bed. As we entered the house
and walked up to my bedroom, I couldn't help but think of what Father might
have in mind. It was odd because he'd never taken me along when he had to
conduct business. With Father, business was business, and family was family.
They were always two distinct things. Perhaps he thought I was old enough to
start being taught the ways of the business world? Perhaps this,perhaps
that. My mind was in a total quandry.

	"Samuel?....Oh, Samuel??? Do you hear me?" So lost was I that I hadn't
noticed that Tad and I were now in my room, with Tad trying vainly to get my
attention. "Yes, you little twit, I hear you." I saw some questioning looks
in his eyes, but I quickly changed the subject.

	I looked about and noticed that Annabelle had set up a cot in my room for
Tad to sleep in. She'd also turned down the beds and lit the oil lamps on
the nightstand. I have always loved the warm soft glow that the lamps gave
off in my room. Even though we had electricity, I much rather preferred them
to the electric lights. As Tad headed for the bathroom,I locked the door to
my room, even though I knew that Mother and Father respected my privacy,
especially since I had a guest. Sitting down on the edge of my bed, I untied
my boots and let them drop to the floor. Looking over at the cot, I thought
of poor Annabelle, lugging that thing in here. Little did she know, I
thought to myself with a sly grin creeping onto my face, how little use it
will see tonight.I must remember to mess it up to make it appear as though
it had been slept in.

	As I listened to the little noises Tad made in the bathroom, I was overcome
with feelings of joy and also of sadness. The joy was for the way he loved
me and how we felt about each other. The sadness was for the loss of the
family he once knew, that tore at him so. It saddened me also that, at the
moment, I could offer nothing but my friendship and love. That's all he
really needed, you see, just to be loved. Then I wondered if anybody could
love him as I did? Perhaps. But be warned, they better keep their distance.
I won't give him up without a fight to the death.

	All this bloody wondering had me tired, and I had to pee. What was he doing
in there for so long? Suddenly, his sweet little face popped out the
bathroom door, smile from ear to ear, and spring in his step. "Took you long
enough. I thought I would have to pee in my trousers." "Well that would have
been a pretty sight, it would", he said laughing and bouncing down on the
cot, as he proceeded to remove his own boots.

	Not even bothering to answer that smart assed remark, I got up and went to
my dresser drawer and pulled out two clean pair of boxers."Here, catch.", I
said, as I threw Tad a pair. I knew when I threw them, that he wasn't ready,
and they landed on his head."You're not funny Sam." he yelled. "I thought it
was hilarious" I giggled, as I ran and locked myself into my bathroom. As I
started to wash up and pee, a wave of exhaustion suddenly overcame me. I
dare say that I was yawning so much, I missed twice and wet the floor.

	Finishing up in the bathroom, I had stripped down and changed my dirty
boxers for clean and left my dirty clothes in the hamper.

	As I stepped back into my room, Tad was lying on the cot where he'd first
plopped, wearing only the clean boxers I had given him before. He was
awfully quiet, and it wasn't until I had gotten right up to him, that I
realized he was fast asleep. For a moment, I knealt down and studied this
sleeping angel. How beautiful he truly was, sleeping on his tummy with his
right thumb settled in the corner of his mouth, as if he'd been sucking it
for comfort. As he lay there, I noticed what a warm color the light of the
lamps gave his soft, warm skin, as his chest raised up and down to
contented, rhythmic breathing. How I loved this boy, I thought. So innocent
and mild. How I longed now to be near him, and hold his warm body close to
mine. Standing up, I quietly pulled the blanket up his skinny little boy
body and covered him up. I bent my head down to him and lightly kissed his
warm cheek, catching a trace of his scent in my nose, and making me dizzy
with desire for him. But, later, I thought. Let my darling rest now. We have
our whole lives to love each other as we wish.

	Putting out the lamps, I made my way to my own soft, warm bed, guided
through the darkness only by the bright moonlight that filtered in through
the open window and the glass panels in the door that led to my private
balcony overlooking the back garden.

	As I lay in bed listening to the crickets chirp in the night and a  warm
summer breeze blowing across my naked chest, I fell fast asleep, thinking of
my lovely Tad and the life we could have together.

	I slept most of the night, or so I thought, because about two or three in
the morning, something had awakened me. I don't remember what had awakened
me but, realizing I was awake, I turned on my side to go back to sleep when
I saw that the door to my balcony was slightly open. That was odd, I knew it
was closed when I went to bed.

	Slowly, I sat up trying to collect enough of my senses so that when I stood
up, I wouldn't fall on my behind. I got up and went over to the door and
slowly, I peered out into the hot, moonlit night and saw Tad standing near
the edge, just looking out into the yard. As I looked at him standing there,
he was oblivious to the fact that I was watching him and seemed to be
completely absorbed in thought. As I continued to look at him, dressed only
in white boxers that were glowing with the light of a full moon, I sensed an
awakening of my own, down low between my legs, stretching the front of my
own boxers considerably. What was happening to me, I wondered? Every time I
looked apon this boy, no matter what time of day or night, I was filled with
wants, needs, and desires, the likes of which had never plagued me before.

	Why was he up and about? Well, I thought, why not join him, now that I too
had awakened, and out I went. I remember how cold the stone tile floor of
the balcony felt against my bare feet, as I padded softly across to where
Tad was standing. Finally, Tad saw me coming and broke out in one of his
heart warming smiles. Funny, even in the dead of night, his smile seemed to
open up the light of a thousand suns.

	"Oh Sam, I'm sorry, did I wake you?" he said. "No, I just woke up on my
own. What are you doing out here?"
	"Well, I sort of woke up myself, went to the bathroom, and decided to have
a look over your balcony before heading back to bed. I hope it's alright?"
When he said that, the look in his eyes was so delicious. He had honestly
thought he'd done something wrong. I smiled back at him,with an assuring
smile. "Tad, I believe that anything you would do, would be alright with
me." He looked at me quizzickly and we both burst out giggling. We were both
standing there, next to each other looking out into the garden, listening to
the crickets, and for the longest time, said nothing.

	It was Tad that finally broke the silence.
	"Sam, I...., I have a confession to make." We looked at each other and by
the look in his face I could tell it was important. "Well,?" I said.

	It took him an awfully long time, and I finally said, "Tad, remember when I
told you that you can tell me anything?"
	"Yes."
	"Well then, come on, out with it!"
	"Alright then. Do you recall the other day when we first met at the lake?"
	"Uhhhhh, wait, let me think",I said, laughing at the absurdity of the
question.
	"I knew it! Samuel Hedge, you're mocking me!"he said sternly.
	"Ok, I'm sorry. Really! Of course I remember. How could I forget the day I
met the one person I love most in all the world?" Especially since it
happened only two days ago, I thought.

	"Well", Tad continued, "It sort of, well...sort of wasn't an accident that
I happened along like that."
	"Tad, what in the devil are you trying to say?"
	"Well, I, Uhh...................Well I knew you were going in there,
because I followed you in. You see, I'd been watching you for a while, quite
a while, I should say. It all started about a year ago. When I first noticed
you, I'd see you going from class to class in school, but I was afraid, so
terribly afraid of approaching you, because you were an older class mate and
all, and,....and,...oh, I just didn't understand then that it was love I was
feeling. You see Sam, I've actually been in love with you for quite some
time, and it's just that, I suppose, I have a hard time expressing my
feelings. That, and I blush so bloody easily, you see?"

	While Tad was speaking, it was hard for him to look me in the eyes and he
was now staring at the floor. For a second we both said nothing.
Picking his chin up a little with my finger, I noticed that his eyes were
welling up with tears. Don't tell me, he was going to cry again, I thought
to myself. As I looked at him and smiled, I took my other finger and scooped
up an early tear that had started running down his now blushing cheek, and
put it on my tongue. "That's a real tear." I said as I pouted at him.
"Sam,are you angry with me?"

	Instead of answering, still holding his chin, I drew his face in close to
mine and lightly pressed my lips to his. As I kissed him deeply, his eyes
closed and he softly moaned under his breath, as he wrapped his arms and
soft, warm body around mine.

	Breaking our kiss and nuzzling his neck, I whispered softly into his ear,
"Silly boy, I could never, never, be angry with you. Well,not for too long
anyway. I adore you too much." With that, I felt the tears roll out of his
eyes as Tad put his arms around my waist and held me tightly. Tad was
kissing my face all about in short little kisses. Kissing my cheeks, my
nose, my eyelids, my forehead, and finally settling down softly on my lips
with soft kittenish whimpers.

	"Oh Sam,please hold me. I've wanted to be near you for so long that I can
scarcely believe my wish has come true.It's been so long since anyone at all
has loved me. Oh.....My...I can barely think when you kiss me like
that.....ummmm." Holding me as if he never intended to let go, Tad buried
his head against my chest and continued speaking in a voice that was barely
audible. "I know that sometimes things don't last forever, but please,
please, please, Sam,if you ever get tired of me, please don't just off and
disappear without so much as a word. I dare say I couldn't take that at all,
not from you. Please, promise me right now that you'll tell me.....ohhhhh."

	We were so hot that we practically swam against each other in our own sweat
as we held each other. As Tad held me I was greatly aware of
the urgency in his voice and also somewhere else. As we held each other we
couldn't help rubbing our now hardened boyhoods together, still seperated
only by the thin boxer shorts we wore.

	"You haven't answered me yet, Sam!" Tad panted and gasping for breath."Tell
me, please! I need to hear it from you." I pulled back slightly so that I
could look my lover in those sweet eyes that I loved so much. As Tad looked
at me I saw that the whole world revolved around what I told him, as his
eyes pleaded for an answer.

	"Tad, if the time comes that I get tired of you, yes, yes, my dear, sweet,
Tad. Yes I promise that I'll be honest with you. But, I also want you to
know that I would rather die than to hurt you. Tad, I love you with all my
soul." And as I spoke I felt Tad's heart beat faster against my chest as he
held me. His eyes, I could see, were spinning around in his head and he
started to shiver as I held him closer to comfort him.

	"You know Sam,when you hold me like this with your arms around me, you make
me feel so protected and safe."

	For the longest time, Tad and I stood there, on the balcony in the pale
light of the full moon, holding each other. Just, simply holding each other
in the warm night air. If this is also part of being in love, then I must be
completely gone, I thought to myself. At that moment I felt safe, contented,
and fullfilled, all at the same time. I had all I cared for, right here,
safe in my arms. And by God, I'd make sure that he'd never go to the arms of
anyone else. I just wanted him in mine.

	Then he looked up at me and smiled in that devilish way of his. "Remember
when I told you to just wait until I got you alone?"

	 "Yes, I do." I smiled back. "Well Sam, we're alone right now! All alone"
he whispered. Tad leaned his head back slightly and closed his eyes. I
didn't need any further prodding. I leaned in to him, studying his soft
little face. His eyes closed, head thrown back, except for some blond bangs
covering his eyelids, and those full lips. Oh my, those full, sweet, lips,
calling me closer.

	Finally kissing him, both our mouths opened at the same time, giving our
playfull tongues a chance to taste of one another, yet again. I recall
noticing how hot his mouth and lips were, sending shivers down my back.

	Good lord, please, I need air. Much to his protests, I had to come up for
air. Still, so hot was Tad that he searched for anything, any part of me
that he could reach with his hot lips. I heard his breathing and it was also
coming in great gasps, but he seemed not to care, and neither did I.

	Moving his head down, he began his kisses with my soft chest, finding my
nipples almost at once and practically swallowing one whole.
All this time, his arms tightened their grip around me, his hands kneading
the muscles of my back and shoulders and also making sure that I couldn't
get away from him.

	I closed my eyes as my knees went weak. Tad stopped and looked up at me,
giggling sweetly. "Is there something wrong with your legs, pretty boy?" he
cooed at me talking in a baby talk kind of voice, fluttering his eyes. "You
know damned well what made me wobble you little devil."I whispered, barely
able to catch my breath.

	"I can fix that! he chirped. All of a sudden, like a bolt of lightning, he
flew out of my grasp headed back for the bedroom. Needless to say, I
stumbled backwards and had to keep myself from falling on my behind, by
grabbing the railing of the balcony.

	It was then that I realized that Tad ran totally on impulse. It was going
to take some doing on my part to keep up with this rascal.  Where in the
hell had he gone, leaving me like that.

	Just as quickly, Tad came running back, this time with the blankets and
pillows from the beds. In no time he had them spread out on the balcony
floor.

	"Well, what do think?" he said. "Think? Tad I can't think." I said half
angrily, my mind still reeling from being cast aside so rudely.

	Standing in the middle of the blanket, surrounded by the pillows, Tad just
stared at me. I made myself look out over the garden and ignored him.
	For a second I heard nothing. Then I thought I heard a rustling of some
kind, but I continued with my little game. I wasn't really that angry, just
thought I'd have a bit of fun with him.

	Then as I stood looking out at the garden, Tad called me again, but this
time was different. This time it was, hot, and demanding. I felt that I dare
not refuse. Besides, I needed him back in my arms again.
	"Sam..Saaam..Sam, look at me, Now!" I turned to look at Tad who stood in
the center of the little love nest he'd prepared for us, naked in the moon
light with his arms outstretched and his penis at attention. He resembled a
sweet little angel standing on his cloud. So beautiful was my sweet Tad when
he was naked.

	"Saaam?....please Sam. Won't you come to me? Please??? Sam please come to
me, I need you to hold me. I need you now!" he purred and all my resisitance
crumbled and faded away like dust in the wind.

	It was only a matter of a few steps to reach him, but it seemed that it
took an eternity. I remember not even feeling the steps I took, just the
pounding of my heart as I seemed to float to still outstretched arms.

	As I reached him, I was totally enveloped in those warm arms, as they
locked around me and drew me into his velvety softness."Sam...Ohhh..,my Sam,
mmmmmmm. You're still wearing those dreadfull boxers. I want you as naked as
I am, please. Ohh...please let me feel you against me again." As his body
was plastered to me like a second skin, shedding my boxers would prove to be
an accomplishment to say the least."Tad, I think you've got to help me a
little. You've got to let go of me, just a touch." "I'm never going to let
go of you." he hissed at me. "But I can help just the same."

	As these words left his lips, Tad started sliding down my body, leaving a
trail of wet kisses and kittenish licks down my chest and my tummy. After a
second, he was on his knees in front of me, still kissing my tummy and
licking my navel. I recall how hot his cheeks felt on my skin. He must be
blushing again, or perhaps the  excitement of our playing does this to him.
As my hands had found their way into his soft long hair, stroking those
golden locks, Tad's hands had found their way to the waist band of my
boxers, slowly pulling them down while kissing any part of me that became
exposed. As they came loose, Tad let them drop to the ground, as his hands
became consumed with other matters.

	Tad let his arms go, slowly around me again, while continuing the love
making that his lips knew how to do by themselves. As his tongue slowly
licked and kissed about all the soft areas surrounding my now rock hard
boyhood, I closed my eyes and abandoned my body to this boy, my sweet lover.

	He knew that I was his, as he had my penis trapped against his hot face, as
his strong hands kneaded the cheeks of my little boy behind. Soon, my knees
shook, as his wet mouth found my hardness. Slowly, deliberately driving me
crazy with desire, his tongue licked it's way completely down the underside
of my penis, making me shudder and gasp. I had completely lost the use of
knees as they gave way under me, not that I cared. Seems as though if a tree
had fallen on me at that moment, I wouldn't have cared either. What
surprised me is that I didn't fall to the ground. My Tad, my wonderful,
sweet, Tad, had kept me from falling. He now held me up by my waist and kept
on enjoying himself as if it were nothing. It shocked me to realize that he
was much, much stronger than he looked. I shuddered to think of the
wonderful man he would grow to be.

	"Tad...Ohh..yessss,yes,yes,yes. Ohhh, God, Tad....mmmmmmm, I..
I,...h-h-have to lie dd-downnnn.Uhhhhh. Please,Please,Please."

	"Uhmmmmmmm,but Sammy, ohhh you taste so good,mmmmmm. Too good for me to let
you go. But if you promise me I can still suck you when you lie down then I
guess I'll have to let you." he said as his tongue swirled around the entire
head of my hot little penis. God he was driving me insane. By the time I was
ready to get the words out, the head of my penis was already in his hot
sucking little mouth. How could he expect me to answer him. He wasn't
playing fair at all.

	"Ohhhh god , god , yyyeeessssss.. ohhhhngh, yes I ppppromise......"
Dear God I was practically shrieking these words, not even scared that
someone might hear me in the dead of the night. My mind was spinning around
and around, and everything, light, time, day, night, even my very existance,
became a total hot blur as I collapsed, finally, unable to stand any longer.
I don't even remember hitting the ground. I knew only the intense love that
Tad was bestowing on me. Squirming in passions I had never realized.

	All this time, Tad never relinquished his prize. Holding on with both
hands, now plunging the entire length of me deeply into his hot,wet,sucking
mouth, coming back up, only to drive me to the brink again, and again, and
again.

	"Ahhh...Sweet Tad, unnn...too much, ohhhh your driving me insane"
I couldn't stop moaning or control my own spasms, with my hips surging
upward to meet every hot, downward plunge of his hot mouth.

	Suddenly, and quite painfully, Tad stopped sucking. I opened my eyes to
look at what had made the sweetness stop. Oh god those eyes, those eyes of
his, looking right into mine, right through me to my very soul, with this
smokey glazed passion. Tad was totally in control of me, my body, and my
mind, yet lost to his own drives as well.

	Both of us lay panting on the blanket, a hot tangle of two naked, young
bodies. Yearning, longing for one another, and tasting for the first times
in our young lives, the final hot bliss, we alone could bring ourselves.

	Before I could utter a syllable, it was my sweetness that broke the
silence.
	"Don't say anything yet, my lover. Lie there and let me take in the sight
of you. So beautiful are you before my eyes, that I say here and now, Samuel
Hedge, before you and God, that  I will never love another, as I love you,
here, this moment. Perhaps it's the fact that you've proven to be more of a
friend and companion to me in these last few days, than I have ever had in
my entire life. I would be more than honored to spend the rest of my life
with you".

	For the first time in my life, that I can recall, I was speechless. I was
unable to utter a single word in resonse to Tad's decleration of his love
for me. Aftr all, what does one say to this? I didn't know. What I did know,
is that I never wanted to let him go, ever.

	"Sam...sweetheart....." He said those words and blushed the deepest red
I've seen thus far. He was so lovingly innocent. How could I not love him?

	"I have something for you. Something I would give only to you, and you
alone. I do so, adore and love you, my Samuel."  Tad still had hold of my
penis and was stroking it lovingly while he spoke so I was still as hard,
and as captive as ever. Then, taking me again, slowly, deep into his hot,
wet mouth, my body shuddered in sweet ecstacy, as Tad's tongue lubricated my
entire length with his saliva.

	Through half closed eyes, eyes that barely had a grasp on this mortal earth
for the moment, I watched in wonder as Tad lifted himself up, and into a
crouching position over my hips. With one hand leaning on me, to keep him
from falling, he used his other hand to gently grasp, again, my hot, boyish,
hardness. As he used his hand to brush my penis back and forth aainst his
hot, silkenly smooth neather region, between his bum hole and those sweet
testicles, I moaned, uncontrollably, over and over, calling his sweet name,
and professing my love to him again, and again. It felt as if my mortal
world was gone, with only sweet electric shocks to carry me to an ecstacy I
never imagined, existed.

`	His sweet hand, lovingly, softly,squeezed and stroked my already over
sensitive penis, as he started taunting me with sweet words of love yet
again. I wondered exactly how much of this I could stand before permanantly
losing my mind and exploding all over myself and his hand. God only knows,
my lover had me on the brink, time after time. Oh sweet release, I crave you
now..................

	"Oh Sam, ooohhhh..., you're so hard and you feel so good in my hand.
Ummmm...., Oh sooo big, my baby. Don't you dare finish yet Samuel. Not yet
my sweet lover.Ohhhh.....hold on....." All I could do was pant. I didn't
have enough mind left to answer him. As it was, he totally owned me in body
and spirit.

	Finally, when he knew I could take no more, Tad positioned the bloated head
of my penis at the entrance of his anus. I had no conception of what
delights he had in store for me. Sweetly, he spread his cheeks with his free
hand, trying to keep his balance while squatting above my hips. For a moment
I opened my eyes to view what was about to transpire. The scene before me
was so beautiful, whith Tad's clean, sweet thighs spread wide before me, the
head of my penis lay trapped between the soft cheeks of his anus, feeling
every hot little squeeze each time he moved. His own lovely penis stuck out
from his body waiting for me to take hold of it in my hand and caress it to
fever pitch. I was in total paradise, when suddenly, my darling love,
lowered himself down, with a hot high pitched squeal,oh, so slowly and the
wet head of my penis popped into the hot entrance to his yet unexplored
anus.

	My head was spinning out of control, faster and faster. I knew I was no
longer on the planet with the rest of the human race. I didn't know quite
where I was, only where I was going with my sweet darling.

	"OOOOHHH GOOOOOODDDD!!!!, OHHH SAM,SAM,SAM,SAM. OH.....HOW I ADORE YOU SO.
OHHHHH GGGGOD, MY GGOD, OHHHHHOOOO, HOW YOU'RE STRETCHING ME........"

	With that, Tad lowered himself slowly, ever so slowly, down, down, down,
and impaled himself on my penis. I dare not move for fear of hurting him.
Ohhh how I loved him.

	Finally, there was no more of me to enter him, as he sat on me, fully
impaled on my hot penis. I opened my eyes for the first time since he
started his desent. I saw a different Tad. A Tad that was no longer
connected to the earth, but floating through ecstatic rapture with eyes
tightly closed, head thrown back and blond locks dangling behind him, as his
head swung from side to side and breath came in short urgent gasps. I recall
how his face shown in the moonloight with all the streams of sweat pouring
down his face.

	"Ohhh Samuel, mmmm my looove...... Now, nnnoww..ohhhhh you are mine. All
mine!!! And I am now, forever yours. Now we are forever one person.
Ahhhhhhhh....ma..ma..mah..mahay ggggooooodd. ohhhhhaooooooooo..So big
iiinssside meeee..ohhhh....filling mee up ssooooo much..Ohh!ooooohhh..don't
stooppp."

	It was an amazing feeling. Tad's anus muscles seemed to tighten around me
as he slowly slid himself up and down in short little movements. Slowly at
first as he got used to my invasion of his hot insides. Gradually he relaxed
enough to pick up his speed and settle into a steady rhythm, gripping my
penis tightly going up and down and sending ecstatic shock waves through the
both of us, while we both slowly savored the feeling of being one. Neither
of us rushing to end it.

	"Oh.. Tad....I love you soooo. I don't want to hurt you, but this
feels....feeeeels, ahhhhhhh...ohhh soooogoooooood..ummmmmmm.So, sooo hard
t-to hold onnnn...ohhhhh, yessssssssssss, soo tight iinsiiiidde...........
...........sooo hott."

	"No...no...Sam,...Ohhhhhh Goddd...my darling love. Hurting me is the last
thing your doing. Oh, I just wish that we could stay joined in this way
forever, with you deeply inside me. Oh.. how I needed you inside me, filling
me with your sweet hardness. Now, sweetness, my love for you is completely
satisfied. I thank GGGOOD that my body bbbelongs too to  too
you....OhhUhnn."


	I then decided that I had been denied the pleasure of touching him long
enough. Slowly, I sat up and at the same moment, tucked my legs underneath
Tad, Indian style so that Tad now sat in my lap. Tad immediately brought his
smooth legs around my back and locked his ankles behind me. Throwing his
arms around my neck, he began to kiss my face and mewing like a kitten,
professing his love for me again and again, with hot cheeks burning my face
as I wrapped my arms around him and roughly pulled him into me. I was going
to take back control of this situation and make his head explode with lust.
I was determined to show him just how much I could also love.

	I managed to catch is face, grabbing his lips with mine and forcfully
kissing his sweet lips with all the unbridled passion that I could, running
my hands through his soft hair with one hand, rubbing all the naked flesh I
could find with my other hand, and pulling him onto my penis slowly and
keeping him there while I drove myself into his insides, making my love
squirm his bottom down onto me with hot desire. Then finding his own sweet
little penis and taking it's lovely hardness in my hand, making it mine as
well, stroking it with all the love and tenderness I could. Holding him so
close, I was also able to smell his sweet boyish scent mixed whith the scent
of his behind as my penis cleaned out his inner depths. God, I loved the way
he smelled. So delicious, so boyish, so hot and sweaty.

	"Ohhh...good Lord, Sam, wha...what are you doing to me? Ohhhhh my
love...your making me see starrs....Ahhhhhhhrggh,...yessss Oh, Sam, yessss,
push it into me that way!!!! Oh God yesss. mmmmahhhgh, harder... yesss
harder...and deeper...please push deeper, I want all of you to love
me...........Ohooooo......." Tad started humping his behind against me
faster and harder, sceaming and whimpering into my ear with passionate
delight. His arms holding on to me for dear life, scratching and clawing my
back, rubbing his soft boyishly smooth chest into me, setting me on fire
with the heat of his body. He loved the way I held on to his own sex, and
pushed himself through my hand, again and again, as I kept up my stroking,
pulling, and teasing, all up and down his sweet shaft and cupping his soft
testicles, massaging them into my hand.

	"Oh, God , yesss Tad, oh I can feel you clamping down on me eeeach...eeach
ttimee...ohhhch time you slide down on me with that sweet, slippery behind
of yours..  Ahhhh...sooo hot, so hott....mmmmm can't last much longer...
love you,love you,love you,love you,love you,love
youuuu........Ahhhhhrgrhhhhhhh."

	That was all he needed to hear. Knowing that he had me at the gates of
heaven itself drove him on like a boy possessed.

	"Oh Sammmm...I love you sooooo... give me your love now... please, don't
hold back, not from me, not from meeee...Ahhhhh. Please finish...Ohhhh god
finish inside me and make me your love forever."

	From deep within him came the strength to lock on to my penis and rock,
clamping on and squeezing until I imagined it would break off.
	Tad had no intntion of letting me go until he was done wringing me dry.
God, he was too much for me, too much. His insides were so hot and tight it
wasn't long before I knew I was going to lose it all inside him.
Oh... how I wanted it not ever to end. To remain throughout time, locked
into an eternel embrace, naked and holding my darling angels soft, sweet
body. But suddenly, the end was near. Sensing this by the movements of my
body and my breathing, my darling spurred me onward.

	"Ohhhh yessss. Give it to meee, Sammm,Uhnnmmmm. COME ON....COME ON...YESSS,
YESSSSSS.....OHHHH HOLD ME
TIGHT....NOW...NOW...NOW...NOW...AHHHHHHHHHH.LOVVVVVVVVVEEE YOUUUUUU."

	As he screamed, his own lust overtook him as well, throwing his head back,
eyes squeezed shut. I rocked and shuddered as my world exploded with his in
a firey blast, that had me leaving my seed deep inside the insides of Tad's
anus. Wave after wave of earth shattering ecstacy overcame the both of us
and at that moment in time, Tad and I became one being, forever sealing our
love in earth shattering proportions. As Tad squeezed and pumped me of all
the love I could possably leave inside him, so to did my sweet love give up
his love to me, as all his sweet seed shot out between us and into my hand
and into my lap.

	As our passions subsided, little by little, we both could feel our hearts
beat against our chests as one. Never, after this time did I feel I was a
seperate person again. Forever, until I die, this boy, this, soft, blond
haired, sweet tasting angel, would forever be part of me. Without him I
would cease to exist.Without him, I did not want to exist.

	Slowly we fought to regain control of our ragged breathing. Still holding
each other as tightly as before, neither of us wanting to let go of the
sweet warmth created between our bodies.

	After a moment or two, I lifted my hand, still dripping of Tad's boy juice,
up to my nose and inhaled the pungent smell of him. Sticking my tongue out,
I tasted of my lovers sweetness. Never in my short life, had I ever been as
happy and at peace than I was at this moment with this beautiful naked boy
in my arms.

	With our noses and cheeks still together we shared kiss after sweet kiss,
not ever satisfied and needing to taste each other again and again.

	After quite a long time of just holding, cuddling, and kissing, we finally
tried to open our eyes. Dear lord, to look into those sweet eyes is the best
reward to my senses, sending deep shivers through my entire being. Lovely,
beautiful, sensuous, and soothing. Something about his eyes had always held
me a willing prisoner, for all of my life.

	Finally, there came time to share words between us, as Tad broke the
silence. "Don't you ever forget, Samuel Hedge."
"Forget what?"I asked. "YOU BELONG TO ME!!!" said Tad,while dropping the
smile and seriously looking me in the eyes. No reply by me was needed, I
felt no need to reply because it was true, I did belong to Tad, mind, heart,
& soul.


	Tad unlocked his ankles and I lay back on the blankets with Tad slowly
disengaging himself from his impalement, and stretching out next to me,
wrapping his arm around me and cuddleing his head under my arm.

	The other blanket was within my reach and I managed to get it over the both
of us. Tad was perfectly willing to lie , protected by my arms in our warm
little nest, as I lay back to catch my breath and stare up at the full moon,
the only witness to our sweet love making.

	It had to be close to dawn as my eyes opened again. It took me a moment,
but I realized that Tad and I had fallen asleep on the balcony. The morning
sky was just starting to brighten up the balcony and Tad was sound asleep,
arms and legs, warmly wrapped around mine, head on my chest, breathing
contentedly. I didn't have the heart to wake him, not just yet anyway.
Slowly, with my free hand, I played with those soft blond locks that
surroundded his sweet face. Funny, we had spent the night loving each other
as adults, but still, my angel slept like a small child. With his mouth
open, he ws drooling on my chest but I didn't care. Slowly I bent my head
down and took in the scent of him. From under the blankets, I was rewarded
with the heady aroma of little boy sweat and the musky sweetness of our
combined sexes, warmed through the night.

	Sweetly, I kissed his forhead to try and wake him. Slowly, eyes started to
flutter and body parts stretched in sleepy awakening. Slowly Tad started to
open his eyes. For a second, I could see in his face that he didn't remember
where he was. But just as quickly, felt another body under his arms and
turned his head to look into my smiling eyes.

	"Good morning sleepy head." I said. Tad smiled this dreamy little smile at
me, closed his eyes again and started kissing my face again.
	"Tad, we've got to start getting up you know. We're supposed to go to
London this morning."
	"Uhmmmmmm.....NO. I don't want to go. I want to stay right where I am.
Naked next to you. Uhmmm....all day." he said sleepily as he stretched out,
cat like across my body and lay on top of me, still kissing any part of me
he could get those sweet lips on. "Oh God Tad, your starting to get me hard
again. I don't think Father would appreciate that." "I'm starting to get YOU
hard? Silly boy, what do you think your doing to me?" he said as he started
to rub his now hard penis on mine. I was begining to forget all about
London, and father and... oh God he was getting to me. Well, after all, it
was still early!

	Still lying on top of me, Tad was happily sucking on my right nipple as I
wrapped my arms around his sweet warm body once again.
	With all of my strength, I pushed Tad onto his back while he still had hold
of my neck, kissing my lips and teasing my toungue with his. But I got the
better of him, starting to massage his tummy and legs, playing with his
navel and rubbing the soft underside nearest his groin. I then massaged up
to his velvety smooth thigh from skinny boyish knees, making his behind
squirm about the home made bed.

	Tad was bouncing his hips up towards my massaging hand, hoping I'd get the
message and start massaging those sweet, warm privates of his. I had other
things in my mind. I had to have something to "eat" this morning. Something,
"sweet to eat."

	I managed to get my head out of his grasp, and disappeared under the
covers. "Where are you going, silly boy? Get back here so I can kiss you
again." said Tad. But I was now interested in doing some kissinng of my own.
I felt his body shiver as I found the soft skin of his belly and teased it
with my tongue and my lips. Lord if he were any hotter he'd have burnt off
my tongue. As I kissed his body, I drank in the sweet boyish scent of him
once again. Slowly I worked my way down his soft groin to the base of his
penis. I brought both my arms under his behind and massaged his cheeks while
my tongue slowly bathed his hardening boyhood. With my arms holding him, it
was difficult for the little devil to squirm about, but he tried, oh God how
he tried.

	I could feel his hands on the back of my head through the blanket and I
knew what he needed most. I found the head of his sweet penis and sucked the
head into my hot mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, making him start
to buck his hips up to try and get all of him into my mouth. For a while, I
just teased his head, refusing to allow any more of him into my mouth, while
I slowly worked my right index finger into the entrance to his anus.

	"Ohhh...you area naughty boy, Samuel Hedge...Uhnnngh..yessss, ohhh sooo
naughty......ahhhhhhyyyyesss...Oh please, I need you so badly love, take me
in........Oh God how I need to feel your lips around me."


	Well, the truth was that now I was as excited as he and before I knew it,
the little devil had seen my hardon on the other side of the blanket, near
his head. Suddenly I felt my hips being pulled and my entire penis was
engulfed in the hot vacuum of his mouth, sucking on me with wild abandon.
Not wanting to be outdone, I plunged my mouth down on his sweet hardness and
gave him the ride of his life.

	It didn't take the two of us long to finish in each others mouths, but I
did make sure that it was my love that did first as he bucked his hips into
my face, I cold feel his body tense up. By the urgent squeals of passion and
love words that came out of his mouth, I knew it was I who had won the race
as Tad filled my waiting mouth with a rich creamy breakfast. Then it was my
turn as Tad sucked all the love I had to offer right out of me and into his
thirsty mouth, swallowing all of me with a wicked smack of his lips.

	After I had caught my breath, I crawled back up to him and caught my first
real breath of air in quite a while. We both just lay there collecting
ourselves and staring at each other. Tad leaned up on his elbows and looked
at me, again with a sadness on his face.

	"What's wrong, Tad. Did I do something wrong?" "No, silly, it's
just....don't you wonder  how I knew that I could put you inside me last
night? After all, at our ages, how much are we supposed to know?"

	The question caught me off guard. I hadn't really thought about it until
now, but he was right, how did he know? Finally I had to say to him, what I
thought might hurt him. It was a hard thing for me to say since I loved him
so, but to be surprised every day with new details about someone I was this
close to was not fair.

	"Tad, every time we're together, I find out a little more about you, but
for me, it's not enough. If you love me as you say you do, and if you
believe me when I tell you how in love with you, I am, then once and for all
I want to know everything. Don't you see that I can help you? But if I am
your lover and best friend, you've got to trust me. I've got to know all
that makes you sad and troubled. Tad, I've earned the right to know, don't
you think?"

	Tad just stared at me for a few moments, deep in thought. It was then that,
as I looked at his face, the cold gray light of the early morning seemed to
wash away the warmth of the night. Father had always told me that daylight
had a nasty habit of reminding us that reality still existed, and try as we
might, there was no total escape. Perhaps the night offered only momentary
refuge, but life still had to be faced sooner or later.

	I reached a hand over and brushed the blond locks out of his eyes as he
stared at me. "Tad, whatever is wrong, please, I love you, I'll always love
you, let me help you. You're not alone anymore."

	As I searched his eyes for some indication that he'd heard me, I saw the
beginings of the dam begin to spring a leak, as one singular, solitary tear,
formed at the corner of his eye and made it's desent to the bottom where it
grew to such proportions that it quickly fell off and plopped on the end of
his nose. Lord,I loved this boy so much, how it hurt me to have to drag this
out of him. But, if I did love him,it was the only way to help him. Suddenly
with the creation of one tear, came another, then another, until the tears
fell like a sumnmer rain, fast and furious. I gathered Tad up in my arms and
held him, rocking him gently back and forth, stroking his hair, the way I
had seen mother do it.
	When the tears subsided, a little voice said, "It was him."
"It was who, Tad?" "It was him, he hurt me!" "Tad, who was it? Who hurt
you?" "Wi...W....Wwithersp...." "Tad? Are you telling me that Mr.
Witherspoon hurt you in some way." "Yes....that's how I knew about putting
you in my backside." All at once I felt shamed that I had also hurt him.Tad
must have seen the look on my face."No...no Sam, No, sweet Sam" he said,
while he covered me in tear stained kisses."Don't think that you hurt me.
You could never. I did that. I did that to give myself to you, all of me. I
did that because I love you so. Oh Sam, if you'd only believe me" It was I
who was crying now. "I believe you sweetheart, my lovely boy. I do. Please
go on ."

	After a minute to catch his breath, Tad told me how one night after his
mother had married Witherspoon, after Tad had gone against him with the
judge and refused his name, he caught Witherspoon beating his mother. Tad
told me how he'd attacked him, but being a small boy, could do nothing.
After Witherspoon knocked him down to the ground he  raped Tad. "Mother was
only half consious, bleeding and severly frightened, cowering in a corner.
Her eyes were open, but I don't think she could understand what he'd done. I
couldn't do anything because he held me down. Besides, he only did it a
little and didn't put that skinny little thing of his in all the way because
he'd made a mess, sooner that he'd wanted to. After it was over, he told me
that if I told anyone, he'd kill mother, then me."

	After he'd gotten done telling me this it was quiet. Neither of us said a
word. I had been stunned by what I'd heard. I was just a boy. Never yet had
I heard anything so frightening as this. To think that my angel, my love
with the sweet eyes that made me melt, had endured this indignity already in
his short life. I couldn't imagine how he managed to keep from going crazy,
with all the pain he'd suffered in his life thus far. He was just a
boy....just a boy.

	"Sam?  Samuel...say something. Sam...please." he said as his words gave way
to a fresh torrent of salty tears.

	Again , I took him in my arms, kissed his face and dried his tears. "I love
you Tad. I won't let anyone or anything hurt you, ever again, as God is my
witness." "You won't tell anyone, will you Sam?
He'll kill mother!" "Tad, you've got to let me talk to my father about
this." "No...NO NO...HE'LL KILL HER ! HE'LL FIND OUT ABOUT US, AND I'LL LOSE
YOU" "Tad, trust me, and please calm down. In the first place, father is an
adult and he's the only one I can trust. He's a good man Tad, he'll help
you." "But....Sam...he'll find out..about us, what we've been doing." "Are
you ashamed of it Thomas Winslow?"
Tad grabbed me and wouldn't stop bestowing little kisses on my face, telling
me how I was the best and sweetest part of his life. He'd never be
embarrassed to be with me. He was just afraid to lose me.

	"Tad...you won't lose me, I swear. Trust me."
I couldn't very well tell Tad the story Father told me of his youth, it
might be too much right now, but he had to trust me. Tad looked me deeply in
the eyes, melting me again."Sam,I'll follow you to the ends of the earth if
you but ask me. So if you ask me to trust you... I..I will, with all my
heart and soul, I swear it." By the look in those sweet eyes, I knew my
angel was telling me the truth, he would trust me.

	"Tad, is this it? No more ghosts in the shadows?" Tad started giggling and
crying at the same time. "Yes Sam. That's it. That's all in the sordid life
of Thomas Winslow. I swear it." I knew Tad well enough by now to see in his
face that he was telling me the truth.

	He just stared at me after making that short speech, waiting for me to say
something. As I looked into those sweet eyes, I saw the face of, not only my
best friend and lover, but also someone that was crying out for help. He was
crying out to me, and as God was my witness, I would not let that cry go
unheard. Damn that Witherspoon! It was burning me inside that he should be
able to hurt Tad and get away with it. I had to find a way, any way, to make
certain he was punished for what he did. If he were here at this moment, I
surely would have found a way to kill him. Perhaps there would be a better
way. I must find the right time to speak to Father about this, and quickly.
How, I thought, can I allow Tad to go back home, to HIM, knowing what I know
now?

	Instead of answering, I simply leaned in and kissed those warm lips. Our
eyes closed, and we shared, perhaps, our last kiss of this morning. I put my
arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Don't worry Tad, It will all be
alright, I swear. Now then, I suggest we get washed and dressed. Wouldn't
want the world to catch us here. Not just yet, at any rate."

	Tad and I cleand up the balcony, and then took our morning bath. The one
mistake was taking it together, because we had a devil of a time keeping our
hands, and mouths, off one another. I was seriously tempted to forget London
entirely.

	We came out of the bath and put on fresh boxers, when there was a knock at
the door. "Yes. who is it?" "Master Samuel, may I have a word with you?" It
was Annabelle. "Just a moment." I said while I put on my bathrobe. I wasn't
used to having anyone knock at my door until after I was dressed for the
day. As I finished tying my bathrobe, Tad hid under the blankets of the cot.

	When I opened the door, there stood Annabelle with a suit of clothes in her
arms. "Good morning master Samuel, I trust all went well during the night?"
"Yes Ma'am. What is that your bringing me. I have clothes." "Master Samuel,
your father has asked that you put on your very best suit, the nice black
one in your closet. This suit in my arms, is one of your old suits that
you've grown out of. I just know that it will be a perfect fit on your
lovely little friend."

	It hit me then that she was correct. I hadn't thought of it, but Tad didn't
have a clean stitch to wear. "Annabelle, you are a peach. If I were but
twenty years older, I'd ask you to marry me." "Oh! heavens, the things you
say. Go on with yourself now, both of you. Breakfast in twenty minutes."

	I took the suit from Annabelle and closed the door."OK, you can come out
now scardy cat". I said. Tad threw back the blankets and, from the bed,
struck a seductive pose and cooed,"Sure you wouldn't want to join me here
and forget breakfast?" "Thomas Winslow! Get dressed this instant." As I
threw the suit at him, Tad and I erupted in volumes of boyish laughter. "Get
dressed Tad, before I do join you." Tad pouted but we both got ourselves
dressed.

	Before walking out my door, we looked at each other. Tad looked so sweet
and handsome in my old suit. I almost made him stay home for fear that
someone else would find him attractive. That's just bloody wonderful, I
thought. Now I 've got to deal with my own jealousy.

	As we stood at the door, I put my hand on the knob and Tad grabbed it. I
was about to ask him what he thought he was doing, when I looked once more
in his eyes. Instinctively we both put our arms around each other and shared
one last, sweet, kiss.

	Without a word, I opened the door and out into the world we went.