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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
3,446
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Recommended:
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This is a work of fiction about oral & anal sex between men and young boys. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 22
©2007 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 22
Date: Monday, September 17, 2001
Place: BPH
The mood certainly lightens on Monday with the arrival of boy seven. Innocent Walsh was cast in a different mold from the other six world-hardened lads. Even Kenny and Dean, just months older than Walsh, are years more street-savvy than this suburbanite. But all their icy anger and steel resentment seem to melt in the glow of Walsh's warm naivete.
Just about four in the afternoon, a car pulls up in front of the house. The boys inside watch as a man and a small boy climb out. They stay out of sight, but within earshot, as Victor opens the front door.
"Hi, Walsh. How's my Sweetheart? Hi, Mike."
"Hi, Victor. Walsh really missed you when you were in California. You must have had quite a time getting back home with the planes grounded."
"Yes, but I'm home now."
Walsh grabs Victor's hand. "I'm so happy you're back. I was counting the days."
The man knelt down. "You going to give Daddy a kiss before I leave? Yeah, good boy. You have fun with Victor and I'll see you tomorrow morning. Bye, Victor."
"Bye, Mike." When the car pulls away, Victor says, "There are some people here who want to meet you, Walsh."
"Wow, really? Cool!" Walsh darts inside and sees six boys lined up in the foyer. "Hi. Are you Victor's friends?"
"Hi, Walsh, I'm Jack. Let's all go into the living room and get acquainted."
The boys need to break the news to Walsh. He has to know the truth. But now they're concerned about breaking his tender heart. They're all wondering what's the gentlest way to proceed. But chipper Walsh beats them to the punch.
"Victor, are you going to let these boys play with us in our bed? That will be fun. I bet they'd like that. Jack, do you know what Victor does with me each week. He..."
"Yes, I do know, Walsh."
"You do?"
Hump says, "In fact, we all know. We've seen what he does with you."
"Really, how?"
Kenny presses the play button. "Here, look at the TV with us, Walsh."
"Wow. That's me and you, Victor, hehe. I didn't know you was making a movie, hehe. That's cool. You got any more movies?" Walsh sat there laughing as he watched each boy getting his ass fucked on TV. "Wow. You told me I was the only boy you played with, Victor. You fibbed, hehe."
Washington asks, "Walsh, that man who drove you here was your father?"
"Yep, he brings me to Victor every Monday. Then tomorrow, Victor will drive me home on his way to work. I gotta be there in time to catch the school bus."
"Does your Daddy know what you and Victor do?"
"I think he does, but once when I tried to tell him about our games, he said he didn't want to hear. He said he just wanted us both to have fun. But you know, what's weird? When I was a little kid, one time my parents caught me with my uncle Arnold. We was both naked. We wasn't doing nothing, just lyin' there without no clothes on. But they got mad. Dad told his brother to get out and never come back and never see me again. Now why was they so mad at my Uncle and not at you, Victor?"
Mark asks, "What's you last name, Walsh?"
"Benningham."
"Your Dad builds buildings, doesn't he?"
"Yep."
"Guys, I know why Walsh's father doesn't get angry with Victor. When Michael Benningham started doing contracting, Victor invested in his company. Now Victor sends a lot of business his way. Multimillion dollar contracts. I saw his name a lot when I was going through Victor's papers. In return for all those favors, he lets Victor have his way with Walsh. What's a little hanky panky between friends! Ain't that right, you Bastard!
"Walsh, let me tell you how things have changed here. We all live here full time now. And if you want to, you can live here too. You won't be able to play with Victor too much, unless he's extra special nice. But we'd all like to play with you. Not just sex games either. Real games."
"Can we use the pool room and the swimming pool?"
"You know about those?"
"Yeah, sometimes I sneak around and find stuff. Sorry, Victor, hehe. Sure, I'd love to live here with you guys. That will be cool."
"Dean, go show Walsh his bedroom." The two youngsters race upstairs. "OK, Victor, you're going to get on the phone and call that son of a bitch who pretends to be a father. You're going to tell him that Walsh is going to stay here with you for a while. I know he won't mind. He likes those contracts too much."
[End of Part II]
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 22
Date: Monday, September 17, 2001
Place: BPH
The mood certainly lightens on Monday with the arrival of boy seven. Innocent Walsh was cast in a different mold from the other six world-hardened lads. Even Kenny and Dean, just months older than Walsh, are years more street-savvy than this suburbanite. But all their icy anger and steel resentment seem to melt in the glow of Walsh's warm naivete.
Just about four in the afternoon, a car pulls up in front of the house. The boys inside watch as a man and a small boy climb out. They stay out of sight, but within earshot, as Victor opens the front door.
"Hi, Walsh. How's my Sweetheart? Hi, Mike."
"Hi, Victor. Walsh really missed you when you were in California. You must have had quite a time getting back home with the planes grounded."
"Yes, but I'm home now."
Walsh grabs Victor's hand. "I'm so happy you're back. I was counting the days."
The man knelt down. "You going to give Daddy a kiss before I leave? Yeah, good boy. You have fun with Victor and I'll see you tomorrow morning. Bye, Victor."
"Bye, Mike." When the car pulls away, Victor says, "There are some people here who want to meet you, Walsh."
"Wow, really? Cool!" Walsh darts inside and sees six boys lined up in the foyer. "Hi. Are you Victor's friends?"
"Hi, Walsh, I'm Jack. Let's all go into the living room and get acquainted."
The boys need to break the news to Walsh. He has to know the truth. But now they're concerned about breaking his tender heart. They're all wondering what's the gentlest way to proceed. But chipper Walsh beats them to the punch.
"Victor, are you going to let these boys play with us in our bed? That will be fun. I bet they'd like that. Jack, do you know what Victor does with me each week. He..."
"Yes, I do know, Walsh."
"You do?"
Hump says, "In fact, we all know. We've seen what he does with you."
"Really, how?"
Kenny presses the play button. "Here, look at the TV with us, Walsh."
"Wow. That's me and you, Victor, hehe. I didn't know you was making a movie, hehe. That's cool. You got any more movies?" Walsh sat there laughing as he watched each boy getting his ass fucked on TV. "Wow. You told me I was the only boy you played with, Victor. You fibbed, hehe."
Washington asks, "Walsh, that man who drove you here was your father?"
"Yep, he brings me to Victor every Monday. Then tomorrow, Victor will drive me home on his way to work. I gotta be there in time to catch the school bus."
"Does your Daddy know what you and Victor do?"
"I think he does, but once when I tried to tell him about our games, he said he didn't want to hear. He said he just wanted us both to have fun. But you know, what's weird? When I was a little kid, one time my parents caught me with my uncle Arnold. We was both naked. We wasn't doing nothing, just lyin' there without no clothes on. But they got mad. Dad told his brother to get out and never come back and never see me again. Now why was they so mad at my Uncle and not at you, Victor?"
Mark asks, "What's you last name, Walsh?"
"Benningham."
"Your Dad builds buildings, doesn't he?"
"Yep."
"Guys, I know why Walsh's father doesn't get angry with Victor. When Michael Benningham started doing contracting, Victor invested in his company. Now Victor sends a lot of business his way. Multimillion dollar contracts. I saw his name a lot when I was going through Victor's papers. In return for all those favors, he lets Victor have his way with Walsh. What's a little hanky panky between friends! Ain't that right, you Bastard!
"Walsh, let me tell you how things have changed here. We all live here full time now. And if you want to, you can live here too. You won't be able to play with Victor too much, unless he's extra special nice. But we'd all like to play with you. Not just sex games either. Real games."
"Can we use the pool room and the swimming pool?"
"You know about those?"
"Yeah, sometimes I sneak around and find stuff. Sorry, Victor, hehe. Sure, I'd love to live here with you guys. That will be cool."
"Dean, go show Walsh his bedroom." The two youngsters race upstairs. "OK, Victor, you're going to get on the phone and call that son of a bitch who pretends to be a father. You're going to tell him that Walsh is going to stay here with you for a while. I know he won't mind. He likes those contracts too much."
[End of Part II]
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.