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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
2,506
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Part 7
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or boys, if this is not what you want to read then please leave now. All resemblance
with real person or organisation is purely accidental this is a writing of pure fiction.
If Red could help
Part 7
Walking to the bus stop.
-Tom “Why did we bring a recorder?”
-Red “Just in case he was not bright.” The truth is that I have no idea that A D**** would not talk.
-Tom “It a strange game.” Looking at me. “I don’t really like it.”
We get home at 21:00. Said hi to the parents. They ask where do we ate I said to the General near the Hole. The four of us, Tom, Mike, Andrew and me, looking at a movie in my room. Mike with me in the hammock, Andrew with Tom on the bed. We looked at Underworld with Vamp and Lycan. I like that kind of film, Tom seem to like it to. After that we prepare to bed.
-Tom “What did you want to do about those skinheads.”
-Red “I will wait till some one contact me and see then.”
-Tom “We are off for now?”
-Red “Yep you could said that.” I said smiling at him. “I suppose that we can use your time as we see fit.”
-Tom “Do you want to show me a kata?”
-Red “Weapon or hand?” (Hapoken no kata) the only hand kata in Aikibudo.
-Tom “Could I learn weapon?”
-Red “Yep no prob.” I said smiling.
The next morning we practice tambo, tambo is a stick of about 18” long, I explain to him that the attack move use whit the tambo can be use whit the Cobra but not the blocking move because the Cobra is flexible and cant block properly. He have a good instinct whit the stick his move where smooth and fluid. I give him a oak tambo asking him to practice about half hour each day his kata.
-Red “You could kill with some of these tambo move, if you fight with it first ask your self if it worth a fight?”
-Tom “Ok for now I only bring it if you ask me to”
-Red “This stick is not important you can use any short stick. Example a wooden leg chair is as good as the tambo that I give you. You learn the tambo to have a weapon any time any where.”
-Tom “Ok sorry I am.”
-Red “No Thomas your not slow, it that you not have the habit to think as a fighter. But that way of thinking include the consequence of your acts. Certain thing can not be undone.”
-Tom “You know that I am not the bully type.”
-Red “Yes I know it but if you see some one hurting your brother. Can you still keep your emotion under control?”
-Tom “I… don’t know?”
-Red “You have to find in your heart the justice spirit.” Looking at him. “The strength is inside you all you need is in your soul, you have to listen to yourself when your mind is quiet. You will find something that very interesting in there the true you.
-Tom “Do you speak about meditation?”
-Red “Yes. You don’t need to meditate to practice martial art. When you do it like it, it is a external art, without lot of control. When your practicing meditation it become internal, a way of life.”
-Tom “How can I meditate properly?”
-Red “The beginning is easy I give you that book.” Zen the meditation in movement. Picking it on a self near my desk.
-Tom “Thank man”
-Red “Don’t try to hard, you have to use the passive volition” Pushing the book away. “What do you want to do Tom?”
-Tom “We can go to see a movie?”
We were talking, in the backyard, about what movie to go when suddenly he ask me to hold him. I move behind him holding him tight. He was shaking for a few seconds then after when limp in my arms. I sit in the grass holding him and rocking him slowly.
-Red “Your ok Tom?”
-Tom “Sorry Red I am such a wimp” He said softly.
-Red “Don’t say that, are you sick?”
-Tom “No it just a panic crisis, my therapist said to me that could happen” speaking very low “You could let me go”
-Red “If you don’t care I like to hold you for a little longer” I say smiling at him.
He put his head on my shoulder relaxing a bit, suddenly we ear Mike walking out of the house. Tom try to get out of my arms but I pull him back slowly.
-Mike “Hi guys, it is ok for me to hang with you?”
-Red “It ok Mike, come here.”
Mike come on the grass whit us putting his head on Tom lap. He close his eyes and say.
-Mike “What do you want to do?”
-Tom “Do you want to see a film?”
-Mike “Yes we rent some DVD and ring your brother to?”
We organize a film evening for the five of us it going well at one point the small one fall asleep. Tom took Mike from the hammock and put him on the bed. I smile at him when he climb in the hammock whit me. I hold him, enjoying his heat and caressing the side of his face. After less than twenty minutes I feel him sleeping on top of me. For noting in the word I would move from there, shortly I fall asleep smiling. Awaking later the light have been put out and a blanket was on us. The little one where not in sight. Tom on his side his hip crushing my groin area and his shoulder painfully near the tip of my sternum. I move just a little to ease the pressure then fall out again. Mother wake us up. Tom get up whit some stiffness but for me my right side was completely num. It take more than five minutes to get up. I sit on my hammock trying to get the blood moving in arm and leg. I heard giggling in the corridor.
-Red “Hey guys stop making funny noise and get in.” The three guys get in smiling.
-Andrew “You have sleep with Tom.”
-Red “Yes sleep it is, nosy bro.” I smile at him catching his head on a loose lock.
-Seth “Did you and Tom are, you know boyfriend?”
Tom get out of the bathroom at that time by his expression he have hear conversation. He look preoccupied but did not speak looking at us leaning on the side of the door frame.
-Red “We are friend and fall asleep together, if we feel about being boyfriend we have to talk about it, if it happen we will say it to our brothers it sure.”
I look at Tom after saying that. He gave me a half smile come to sit on the bed facing us. We talk a about noting serious for a wile then I push the little one to the kitchen for breakfast. I just put a feet in the kitchen an my mother give me a wicked grin. I ignore it and sit at the table. We ate and chat it was comfortable. Tom and me get in the backyard to train him with his kata and me with mine. I keep an eye on him to correct his form he was mostly on it for a beginner. I remind him to go slow. At the end we were soaking wet, I sign him to sit on the grass saying “seza” it the name on the sitting position. Kneeling sitting on your cross feet, hand on your thigh. I conduct the body relaxation procedure. When I feel my body relaxed for a certain time I ask him to see a blackboard in his mind and see his thought pass in front of it. Later I ask him to erase the thought that pass in front of the blackboard. I when in meditation for myself loosing track of him.
-Tom “Red! Red! Wake up.”
-Red opening my eyes “I did not sleep.” Looking at my wrist almost one hour. “It time, we have to take your showers and go training.”
-Tom “Training?”
-Red “Yes it was only weapon kata, I have a course to give and some real training to do.”
We move to the training centre. The training when smoothly after the mandatory stop in the restaurant we get back home.
-Red “Tom you will find me lame but I have some work to do for school. Do you mind?
-Tom “Ok can I stay? I won’t bother you.”
-Red “Your more than welcome” I smile at him and concentrate on the machine.
After few minutes.
-Tom “Red are you whit me?”
-Red “Humm! What ho! are you speaking to me?”
-Tom “Yep, three or four time already” He smile at me. “Zone out ? On a school work heavy man.”
-Red smiling shyly “Yes it happen to me.”
-Tom “What school work it is?”
-Red “It is a work on the origin of the punk movement and how the anarchist philosophies manage whit the structure of the movement.”
-Tom looking at me “It the reason why your working whit those bands articles.”
-Red “Yes those are article about Sex Pistol we could say misbehaviour or anticonformist way of life.”
Speaking with Tom my hands sing on my Yahoo E-mail. I have few messages one with file. I run my virus scan there is a simple one. I work on it and have to call for my father help.
-Red “Hey dad I have something that look vicious on my machine.” Looking at Tom “Sorry I have some trouble whit it.”
-Father “What is the problem Reg?”
-Red “It was looking like a Beagle, I can easily breaking in down, when I beginning to work on it he split himself hiding the new part in the register.”
My father sit in my place to work, he put the clone in quarantine going back to work on the main one. He work for more than one hour before breaking it down.
-Father “There it is Reg keep those in a file I want to study the sequences of it.”
-Red “No prob I do it right now.”
I find a message it was all my result of my exams some are whit the real grading but other like PE where with two grade one mark “old” C and a one mark “new” A+. There is also a copy of my file whit the martial art association, the notes of Mr Blanc, a photo of me in hakama. A ip Adresse good till 00:00H today. Who that bright fucker?
live in to read them then please leave now. This is a story about a gay boy
or boys, if this is not what you want to read then please leave now. All resemblance
with real person or organisation is purely accidental this is a writing of pure fiction.
If Red could help
Part 7
Walking to the bus stop.
-Tom “Why did we bring a recorder?”
-Red “Just in case he was not bright.” The truth is that I have no idea that A D**** would not talk.
-Tom “It a strange game.” Looking at me. “I don’t really like it.”
We get home at 21:00. Said hi to the parents. They ask where do we ate I said to the General near the Hole. The four of us, Tom, Mike, Andrew and me, looking at a movie in my room. Mike with me in the hammock, Andrew with Tom on the bed. We looked at Underworld with Vamp and Lycan. I like that kind of film, Tom seem to like it to. After that we prepare to bed.
-Tom “What did you want to do about those skinheads.”
-Red “I will wait till some one contact me and see then.”
-Tom “We are off for now?”
-Red “Yep you could said that.” I said smiling at him. “I suppose that we can use your time as we see fit.”
-Tom “Do you want to show me a kata?”
-Red “Weapon or hand?” (Hapoken no kata) the only hand kata in Aikibudo.
-Tom “Could I learn weapon?”
-Red “Yep no prob.” I said smiling.
The next morning we practice tambo, tambo is a stick of about 18” long, I explain to him that the attack move use whit the tambo can be use whit the Cobra but not the blocking move because the Cobra is flexible and cant block properly. He have a good instinct whit the stick his move where smooth and fluid. I give him a oak tambo asking him to practice about half hour each day his kata.
-Red “You could kill with some of these tambo move, if you fight with it first ask your self if it worth a fight?”
-Tom “Ok for now I only bring it if you ask me to”
-Red “This stick is not important you can use any short stick. Example a wooden leg chair is as good as the tambo that I give you. You learn the tambo to have a weapon any time any where.”
-Tom “Ok sorry I am.”
-Red “No Thomas your not slow, it that you not have the habit to think as a fighter. But that way of thinking include the consequence of your acts. Certain thing can not be undone.”
-Tom “You know that I am not the bully type.”
-Red “Yes I know it but if you see some one hurting your brother. Can you still keep your emotion under control?”
-Tom “I… don’t know?”
-Red “You have to find in your heart the justice spirit.” Looking at him. “The strength is inside you all you need is in your soul, you have to listen to yourself when your mind is quiet. You will find something that very interesting in there the true you.
-Tom “Do you speak about meditation?”
-Red “Yes. You don’t need to meditate to practice martial art. When you do it like it, it is a external art, without lot of control. When your practicing meditation it become internal, a way of life.”
-Tom “How can I meditate properly?”
-Red “The beginning is easy I give you that book.” Zen the meditation in movement. Picking it on a self near my desk.
-Tom “Thank man”
-Red “Don’t try to hard, you have to use the passive volition” Pushing the book away. “What do you want to do Tom?”
-Tom “We can go to see a movie?”
We were talking, in the backyard, about what movie to go when suddenly he ask me to hold him. I move behind him holding him tight. He was shaking for a few seconds then after when limp in my arms. I sit in the grass holding him and rocking him slowly.
-Red “Your ok Tom?”
-Tom “Sorry Red I am such a wimp” He said softly.
-Red “Don’t say that, are you sick?”
-Tom “No it just a panic crisis, my therapist said to me that could happen” speaking very low “You could let me go”
-Red “If you don’t care I like to hold you for a little longer” I say smiling at him.
He put his head on my shoulder relaxing a bit, suddenly we ear Mike walking out of the house. Tom try to get out of my arms but I pull him back slowly.
-Mike “Hi guys, it is ok for me to hang with you?”
-Red “It ok Mike, come here.”
Mike come on the grass whit us putting his head on Tom lap. He close his eyes and say.
-Mike “What do you want to do?”
-Tom “Do you want to see a film?”
-Mike “Yes we rent some DVD and ring your brother to?”
We organize a film evening for the five of us it going well at one point the small one fall asleep. Tom took Mike from the hammock and put him on the bed. I smile at him when he climb in the hammock whit me. I hold him, enjoying his heat and caressing the side of his face. After less than twenty minutes I feel him sleeping on top of me. For noting in the word I would move from there, shortly I fall asleep smiling. Awaking later the light have been put out and a blanket was on us. The little one where not in sight. Tom on his side his hip crushing my groin area and his shoulder painfully near the tip of my sternum. I move just a little to ease the pressure then fall out again. Mother wake us up. Tom get up whit some stiffness but for me my right side was completely num. It take more than five minutes to get up. I sit on my hammock trying to get the blood moving in arm and leg. I heard giggling in the corridor.
-Red “Hey guys stop making funny noise and get in.” The three guys get in smiling.
-Andrew “You have sleep with Tom.”
-Red “Yes sleep it is, nosy bro.” I smile at him catching his head on a loose lock.
-Seth “Did you and Tom are, you know boyfriend?”
Tom get out of the bathroom at that time by his expression he have hear conversation. He look preoccupied but did not speak looking at us leaning on the side of the door frame.
-Red “We are friend and fall asleep together, if we feel about being boyfriend we have to talk about it, if it happen we will say it to our brothers it sure.”
I look at Tom after saying that. He gave me a half smile come to sit on the bed facing us. We talk a about noting serious for a wile then I push the little one to the kitchen for breakfast. I just put a feet in the kitchen an my mother give me a wicked grin. I ignore it and sit at the table. We ate and chat it was comfortable. Tom and me get in the backyard to train him with his kata and me with mine. I keep an eye on him to correct his form he was mostly on it for a beginner. I remind him to go slow. At the end we were soaking wet, I sign him to sit on the grass saying “seza” it the name on the sitting position. Kneeling sitting on your cross feet, hand on your thigh. I conduct the body relaxation procedure. When I feel my body relaxed for a certain time I ask him to see a blackboard in his mind and see his thought pass in front of it. Later I ask him to erase the thought that pass in front of the blackboard. I when in meditation for myself loosing track of him.
-Tom “Red! Red! Wake up.”
-Red opening my eyes “I did not sleep.” Looking at my wrist almost one hour. “It time, we have to take your showers and go training.”
-Tom “Training?”
-Red “Yes it was only weapon kata, I have a course to give and some real training to do.”
We move to the training centre. The training when smoothly after the mandatory stop in the restaurant we get back home.
-Red “Tom you will find me lame but I have some work to do for school. Do you mind?
-Tom “Ok can I stay? I won’t bother you.”
-Red “Your more than welcome” I smile at him and concentrate on the machine.
After few minutes.
-Tom “Red are you whit me?”
-Red “Humm! What ho! are you speaking to me?”
-Tom “Yep, three or four time already” He smile at me. “Zone out ? On a school work heavy man.”
-Red smiling shyly “Yes it happen to me.”
-Tom “What school work it is?”
-Red “It is a work on the origin of the punk movement and how the anarchist philosophies manage whit the structure of the movement.”
-Tom looking at me “It the reason why your working whit those bands articles.”
-Red “Yes those are article about Sex Pistol we could say misbehaviour or anticonformist way of life.”
Speaking with Tom my hands sing on my Yahoo E-mail. I have few messages one with file. I run my virus scan there is a simple one. I work on it and have to call for my father help.
-Red “Hey dad I have something that look vicious on my machine.” Looking at Tom “Sorry I have some trouble whit it.”
-Father “What is the problem Reg?”
-Red “It was looking like a Beagle, I can easily breaking in down, when I beginning to work on it he split himself hiding the new part in the register.”
My father sit in my place to work, he put the clone in quarantine going back to work on the main one. He work for more than one hour before breaking it down.
-Father “There it is Reg keep those in a file I want to study the sequences of it.”
-Red “No prob I do it right now.”
I find a message it was all my result of my exams some are whit the real grading but other like PE where with two grade one mark “old” C and a one mark “new” A+. There is also a copy of my file whit the martial art association, the notes of Mr Blanc, a photo of me in hakama. A ip Adresse good till 00:00H today. Who that bright fucker?