The Story of the Boy Maid

The Story of the Boy Maid
Chapter 5-Full House
By acolytemask

Chris, Amy, Shelly, and Beth arrived at their house soon after. All four of them felt extremely happy at today’s events. Shelly announced she would cook a fabulous dinner to welcome Amy back home. The redhead went straight to the kitchen, and everyone else took seats in the living room. Beth sat down in the easy chair, and Amy and Chris sat next to each other on the loveseat, holding hands.

“You two look close,” the green haired woman said. “You two going out?”

Chris didn’t know how to respond to this. Were they going out? The Amy said, “Yep. We’re together now. Right Chris?”

“Yeah,” the boy said with a relieved smile. He now had a high school sweetheart.

Beth now began to notice Amy’s attire. “How long have you been wearing stuff like that?” she asked. “You usually prefer skirts and dresses.”

“Just a little something I tried out after I left,” the blonde responded with a shrug. “Actually I’ve been receiving a lot more stares from the boys lately.”

“Will you keep it up?” Beth asked.

“I’ll mix it up,” Amy said with a wink. “Oh, and you should’ve seen how Chris performed earlier today.”

“Why? What’d he do?” Beth asked, leaning forward in interest.

“He licked my ass like a pro, for one,” the blonde said, wrapping an arm around the blushing Chris’ shoulders. “Then he took his skills to a friend of mine.”

“Did you reward him for doing a good job?” the Beth asked.

“I thought the sex was a reward,” Amy said in partial confusion.

“Nope,” Beth said with a shake of her head. “That’s what he did right. Now you have to make him feel good.”

“Y-You don’t have to do that, Amy,” Chris said, looking at his new girlfriend with adorable eyes.

“Oh, but I will,” the blonde seductively whispered into his ear, “and I’m going to make you come over and over again. I’m going to make you scream my name, and I will fuck you until you’re dry.”

Her words melted Chris’ willpower, leaving him extremely submissive. Right now he would do anything she asked. It meant so much coming from her. He tilted his head towards her and began to gently rub his head on her shoulder. She placed a loving hand on his head, and began to run her fingers through his hair like a pet cat. Chris then curled up at Amy’s side. His position molded itself against his new girlfriend’s frame.

“It looks like he likes you, Amy,” Beth said in a clever tone.

“Is that right?” the blonde asked her pet. “Do you like me?”

Chris looked into Amy’s ocean blue eyes, and said, “I love you, mistress.”

“Looks like you’re his new mistress,” Beth said with a wink.

“What will you do for your mistress,” Amy asked the Boy Maid.

“Anything,” Chris breathed. He was now incredibly turned on. His heart was racing like a horse. “I will do anything you ask. Please, let me love you.”

“Alright,” the blonde said, her eyes filled with tears of joy. “Kiss me.”

Chris lifted his head up slightly, and let his lips connect with Amy’s. Her tongue quickly entered his mouth, and sought out every corner of it. Not wasting any time, she then reached down and began to massage the large bulge in the boy’s pants, causing him to moan into her mouth. Amy then grabbed one of Chris’ hands and brought it to her breast. He got the idea, and started to gently caress the beautiful orb of flesh.

Just then, Beth said in a serious voice, “Amy, let him go. We don’t want him to get worn out before tonight.”

Amy ended the kiss with Chris, and asked, “Why? What’s happening tonight?”

“Your welcome home present,” the strong woman said with a wide smile.

“Sorry, Chris,” Amy said to the Boy Maid. “I can’t make you come just yet.”

Although she truly thought Chris would be angry at her, he instead said with a smile, “It’s okay, Amy. We can finish later.”

“Alright then,” Beth stated as she stood up. “I’m going to help Shelly with dinner. You two can make out, but don’t come or you’ll be punished.”

“Yes, ma’am,” both Chris and Amy said simultaneously.

No sooner had Beth left the room than the two lovers began kissing again. Amy quickly took control of the situation again. She pressed Chris down, and began to kiss him deeply while rubbing her C cup breasts on his chest. While the Boy Maid might be submissive, he was also an expert at pleasing women, and he knew that Amy also liked to be dominated. He caught his lover by surprise. He grabbed his breasts with both hands, and began to rub them in a semi-rough manner. Amy let out a sudden moan of ecstasy, urging the Boy Maid to continue. Chris then lifted his leg up into her crotch, and rubbed her sex through her tight jeans.

The blonde was extremely turned on at this point. She didn’t know what she wanted more: to fuck Chris by riding his cock, or having him rip her clothes off and fuck her from behind. She knew she couldn’t do either, so she settled for trying to turn him on as much as her. It was torture to be this aroused without being able to come. She once again started to rub his crotch. Both of them were too busy moaning to kiss each other for more than a few seconds.
Suddenly, Beth walked in and said, “That’s enough, kids. Time for dinner.”

With some effort, they broke apart, and made their way to the kitchen. The two mistresses were already seated with a small feast set out on the table. When asked how she made the meal so fast, Shelly responded, “I had slow-cooked most of dinner. I put it in the oven this morning.”
The dinner was delicious as usual. Amy loved the taste of home cooked food in her mouth once again. Ever since she left she had been forced to fend for herself. Between the high school cafeteria and fast food, she was constantly reminded of the home she truly belonged to. She soon became aware of Beth whispering something into Chris’ ear, causing the young boy to blush and breathe hard.

“What are you saying to him,” Amy asked her.

“Oh, just what we’re going to do to him tonight,” Beth responded with a smile.

“You’re not going to whip him, are you?” the blonde asked in concern. She didn’t want Chris to be hurt if he didn’t want to.

“Don’t worry, honey,” Shelly said with a calming smile. “We won’t harm his cute little body. Beth, I think you should get the Boy Maid ready.”

“No problem,” the strong woman responded with a clever smile. “Chris, time to go downstairs.”

“Yes, mistress,” the boy said in a small voice. He stood up and followed Beth through a nearby door, and down to the basement.”

“What are you going to do with him?” Amy asked Shelly.

“We’re getting him ready for your welcome home present,” the redhead responded. “Now finish your dinner, dear. We don’t want to keep Beth waiting.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Amy said. She wasn’t home for a day and she was already being submissive to Shelly. Some things never change.

They finished their dinner soon after, and together made their way down to the basement. The dark room had dim lighting. With most of the boxes and extra luggage placed in the attic, the basement was only used for Beth and Shelly’s sexual exploits. Amy was very familiar with this place. She had spent countless hours in this room, filling all of her and her mistress’s sexual desires. So the sight that greeted her wasn’t much of a surprise.

Chris was tied up in a very feminine position. His wrists were bound and hanging above his head. His ankles were each tied to opposite ends of a three foot long pole. To top it all off he had a rubber ball gag tied to his mouth. Amy found herself aroused at the sight of her naked, sweating boyfriend tied up like this with a 7” hard on.

Beth was standing next to him wearing a pair of black stockings that ran right up to her mid thighs, black gloves that went halfway up her biceps, and a black girdle that only covered her midsection. Beth always had a problem covering her waist and breasts during times like these. She was holding a small paddle, and was lightly smacking her Boy Maid’s ass. Chris let out a small whimper every time.

“What’re you waiting for?” Shelly asked Amy. She was already starting to take off her clothes. “Get undressed.”

“Uh, y-yes, ma’am,” the blonde responded. She was feeling very wet at this point, and as she undressed herself, her panties were soaked through.

“Did you make sure to take your birth control this morning?” Shelly asked.

“Of course,” Amy said. She wanted Chris to come in her over and over again. She took off her glasses as well. She normally wore contacts, anyway.

When both of them had their clothes off, Shelly lightly pushed the blonde closer to Chris. Amy was feeling very shy. Seeing her boyfriend in this kind of position was making her unbearably horny. She took the initiative and knelt in front of him, putting his throbbing erection in front of her face. She took the shaft gently in her hands and gave the head an ice cream lick. Chris let out a small moan of pleasure, urging Amy to continue. She then began to lick the head again in a more forceful manner. She soon figured out which part of it were the most sensitive by judging the Boy Maid’s moans of pleasure. Amy took it another step further by taking the head into mouth and moving the tongue around the head in a corkscrew manner.

Just then, Shelly pushed the blonde’s head forward saying, “Come on, sweetie. Deep throat it. Make it come hard.”

Chris’ penis was pushed deep inside Amy’s throat. She almost choked, but managed to hang on. She pinched the head between her tongue and the top of her mouth, and began to move her head back and forward. The Boy Maid was in bliss. Somehow Amy was keeping her teeth off his member. He soon couldn’t hold back, and started to push his hips into her face, causing his cock to go deeper into her throat. Amy panicked. She couldn’t take this. She wanted to cry out in protest, but at the same time she was getting aroused. Amy, like Chris, had a fetish for being submissive, and being treated like a sex slave was a major turn on for her.

Beth grabbed Amy’s wrist and placed it at the Boy Maid’s asshole saying, “You feel that, little girl. That is an anal bead chain. I want you to pull on it until it’s all the way out when I tell you to, understand?”

“Uh, huh,” Amy moaned. The vibrations of her voice on Chris’ dick caused the boy to grunt in ecstasy. The blonde got the idea, and continued to moan on his member. She knew that the boy was getting close. She used her free hand to massage his testicles.

“Looks like he’s ready,” Beth said. She knelt down behind Amy, and began to massage the young lady’s large C cup breasts. She placed one hand on the blonde’s sex, and used her fingers to rub her clit. Amy moaned even louder than before, and Beth whispered, “Now, pull them out.”

The blonde did as she was told. She pulled the beads out in a manner of seconds, and no sooner were they out than the Boy Maid blew his load deep into Amy’s throat. She dared not gag on it. She was able to swallow most of it, while the rest of the sperm overflowed out of her lips and down her chin. Amy pulled her head away from Chris’ member, and looked at it as though it was her first born child. She loved the boy’s cock. She only wanted his hard dick inside her.

“Don’t just sit there,” Beth said, running her fingers through Amy’s golden hair. “Clean yourself up, and don’t forget your boyfriend.”

“Yes, ma’am,” she responded, licking the sperm from her face. She then licked the leftover come from Chris’ member, which was still hard despite his recent climax.

“Okay,” said Shelly as she walked up to the Boy Maid. “Time for our little love slave to return the favor.”

She untied Chris’ wrists and his ankles, leaving him standing there with a 7” erection and a ball gag. Shelly whispered something into his ear, and the Boy Maid knelt in front of Amy as Beth pulled her onto her back. Chris put one of the blonde’s legs over his shoulder, and thrust his member deep into her. Amy grunted and bit her lip. Not wanting to miss out on the action, Beth positioned her sex above the young lady’s face, facing Chris, and lowered herself. Amy drew in the musty scent of the strong woman’s vagina, and once it was close enough, began to give Beth an expert tongue job.

The green haired woman wasn’t getting enough. She started to slowly rub her sex across Amy’s face. Beth then reached forward and took the ball gag off of the blushing Chris’ head. She took his head and pulled him towards her, and began to tongue kiss him while he pounded Amy like he was instructed. The threesome continued while Shelly masturbated on the sidelines. Soon she couldn’t take it anymore, and found a place to settle in.

She stood over Amy’s body with her ass facing Chris and her sex facing Beth. The Boy Maid and his mistress got the idea, and started giving the redhead some of the best oral sex of her life. While Beth used her tongue and fingers on Shelly’s pussy, Chris used his expert skills on her ass. He licked her ass at a remarkably fast pace, while gripping one of her ass cheeks with his free hand. Shelly was in a perfect state of ecstasy. She didn’t need to rub her clit. She just massaged her remarkable breasts while letting out moans and grunts of pleasure.

“Oh, god!” Shelly cried out. “Don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop! Oh, my god! You all feel so good!”

“Why can’t you orgasm quietly?” Beth asked, looking up at her lover. The green haired woman was greatly flustered from the attention Amy’s tongue was giving her.

Shelly grabbed Beth’s head and roughly shoved it back into her crotch, saying, “Did I tell you to stop? Keep tongue fucking me!”

All four of them were just minutes away from climaxing. Chris was thrusting his cock into Amy’s tight, wet pussy while licking Shelly’s ass, Amy was getting pounded hard while licking Beth’s wet sex, which was being shoved roughly into her face, Beth herself was rubbing her crotch on Amy’s face while licking Shelly’s lovely wet pussy, and Shelly was getting both her lower holes licked hard while she roughly massaged her own breasts.

A few minutes later, all four of them came. Amy climaxed first, because the mere thought of Chris’ cock fucking her was a huge turn on. Then Chris came into his girlfriend, because Amy’s hot sex felt so incredible. Third was Amy, being the one who was eaten out like a pro on both sides. Then Beth came last, feeling a little ashamed at coming in last. All four of them laid on the basement floor, which had been warmed by their hot bodies, and took a few minutes to relax.

“Well, I’m pooped,” Shelly announced. In an instant she changed from a horny nymphomaniac to a caring homemaker. “Let’s go to bed. It’s getting late.”

“I’ll sleep in Chris’ bed,” Amy breathed. With some effort, she picked herself up, took the boy’s hand in her own, and led him up to their bedroom. Now it was just the two mistresses left in the basement.

“I think they’re in love,” Shelly said. Her eyes were watering up in joy as she watched the two lovers ascend up the stairs. “Oh, they look so cute together.”

“Amy will be in for a little surprise tonight,” Beth said with a wide grin.

“What do you mean?” Shelly asked her. She didn’t like the look on the strong woman’s face.

“I gave Chris a pill to keep his erection up tonight,” the green haired woman added, “and I don’t think he’s satisfied just yet.”

“Oh, I see,” Shelly said with a strange look in her eyes.

“Aren’t you going to go up and warn her?” Beth asked the homemaker.

“No,” the redhead said, a small smile on her face. “I think that’s what she gets for running out on us.”

“Agreed,” Beth said.

The two teenage lovers made their way hand in hand to their bedroom. No sooner had they entered the room than Amy threw Chris on the bed, and leapt on top of him. She released the carnal beast inside her, and gave her boyfriend a deep, sensual kiss. She loved her Boy Maid, and she was going to have her night with him alone.

After a full minute, Shelly broke the kiss and said, “I know you’ve had to do a lot today, but I have to fuck you more. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Why don’t you understand?” Chris asked. He lifted his head and began to lick at her neck, whispering, “I’ll do anything for you. Just tell me to do it, and I will. I belong to you.”

“Do you mean it?” the blonde asked, running her tender fingers along his cheek.

Chris smiled, and repeated, “Anything.”

“Then love me,” Amy commanded in an arousing voice. “Love me, and fuck me always.”

“Yes, mistress,” the Boy Maid whispered.

He followed orders immediately. The boy flipped them over so that he was on top, and drove his hard cock deep into her tight, wet sex. Amy cried out in ecstasy as Chris thrust his shaft into her again and again. Before he always took the liberty of building his lover up with slow motions, but he knew that Amy was already very aroused. The Boy Maid was feeling unbelievable. Knowing that his lover wanted to be fucked hard this time, he put his mind in a state of selfish pleasure. He pounded her hard so that he could feel good, and she was feeling the same pleasure. The blonde didn’t even need to push back. This was completely what she wanted.

Next, Chris began to roughly massage her breasts. Amy could only grab the boy’s shoulders and hold on as he pounded her. Both were in an almost identical state of pleasure. Amy was crying out foul language while her boyfriend was grunting. When Chris felt he was about to come, he let go of his lover’s breasts, grabbed the bed sheets on both sides of Amy’s torso, and pushed himself as deep as he could with each thrust.

“Fuck me!” Amy cried out. It seems she had inherited her vocabulary from her mistresses. “Do it, Chris! Shoot your load deep inside my pussy!”

Just then, a splash of wetness coated the Boy Maid’s hard member just before he released himself. He collapsed on top of his girlfriend, who was feeling thoroughly exhausted. Chris then realized something: he was still rock hard. He had come a total of four times today. Or was it five? He couldn’t even remember. Yet here he was, still feeling turned on. He began to pump himself once again into Amy, who let out a groan.

“W-Wait,” she muttered. “I just…came. Let me rest.”

“I’m still hard,” Chris grunted as his pace quickened. “I have to come again.”

“N-No,” Amy moaned, but it was too late. The Boy Maid was now fucking her as hard as ever.

Chris decided to change position. Without pulling out, he rolled the blond onto her stomach and began to fuck her doggy-style. She barely had the strength to keep herself on all fours. The boy reached forward and grabbed her breasts in his hands. The feel of the soft, warm orbs of flesh felt so good. The feeling of her thighs against his made him want to push deeper, to feel more of her skin of his. Neither of them really said anything, but they still made a fair amount of noise; from their grunts and moans to the wet, slapping sounds of their flesh connecting.

Amy was once again fully aroused, but she could only climax so many times before she starting hurting. Her cries were becoming too loud. She buried her face in the pillow in front of her, and did her best to bare the intense fucking Chris was giving her. After a few more thrusts, she felt the boy’s hot sperm being released into her. If she thought it was over, she was dead wrong.

Chris pulled her back so that they were both sitting up with Amy on his lap. He lifted her legs up and began to pump into her yet again, causing her to moan, “Not again. My pussy can’t take any more of your hot come.”

The Boy Maid continued his fucking anyway. He couldn’t deny himself her hot pussy. Amy fell limp on his body as he pumped his body upward into her sperm-filled sex. The extra lubrication was making it an even better fuck than before. Her soft skin against his spurred his actions onward. After a few more thrusts he finally burst into her. He was now finished. Not even the pill Beth gave him could give him more stamina. Both the lovers fell forward and fell asleep with Chris still inside his lover.

The next morning Chris woke up to the alarm clock feeling completely drained. He woke up Amy with a tap on the shoulder, who ended up feeling even more tired than him. They stepped into the bathroom, with the boy supporting much of his girlfriend’s weight. They took a shower, and Chris decided to try to make up for his over zealousness last night. He scrubbed Amy’s body from top to bottom with a soft sponge.

“I’m sorry,” Christ finally said in a guilty voice.

“For what?” Amy asked as he scrubbed her back.

“I…kept going when you told me to stop,” the boy muttered.

At this, the blond turned around, took his head in her hands, and gave him a deep tongue kiss. After a few seconds she broke the kiss and said, “You made love to me, just like I told you to. I would only want to be fucked like that if it was with your cock. Now, what made you stay up so long last night?”


“Oh, Beth gave me a pill,” Chris said simply. “She said it would help me to perform for you.”

“She did, did she?” Amy growled, her temper starting to rise. “I’ll be right back.”

The blond quickly dried herself off and made her way downstairs without even drying off. Chris knew something bad was going to happen, and decided to follow suit, except he wrapped a towel around his waist. When he got downstairs he found Amy giving Beth a huge hug in the kitchen. Shelly was cooking breakfast as usual.

“Good morning, honey,” the redhead said, catching sight of him. “How are you feeling?”

“A little tired,” Chris said in a weak voice. He felt very small under Shelly’s green-eyed gaze.

“I thought so,” Beth said, prying Amy’s arms off her. “I see my medicine helped out last night.”

“It was fucking incredible,” the blond said. She gave Chris a very sex look over her shoulder. “He just couldn’t stop.”

“What did you give him, anyway?” Shelly asked.

“Just something you can’t find in a normal drugstore,” Beth muttered through an early morning yawn.

“It’s not illegal, is it?” the redhead asked, a note of fear in it.

“No, no,” the green haired woman said with a wave of her hand. “It’s just specially ordered.”

“Well, then I guess it’s okay,” Shelly said with a shrug. “Chris, can you set the table?”

“Yes, ma’am,” said the Boy Maid, making his way to the cabinet.

“Without the towel,” Beth commanded in a stern tone.

Chris knew better than to disobey. He took off the towel, folded it up, and set it on an empty spot on the counter. He continued to set the table, blushing at the stares that all three of them were giving his small body. When he was done, all three of them sat down for breakfast. Just then, Amy and Chris realized the time, and ate their breakfast quickly. They then got dressed and hopped into the car with Shelly and Beth, and they rode out.

Beth was dropped off once again at the Red Valley Hapkido Training Dojo, where she worked as a training master. Amy and Chris couldn’t hold back, and were making out in the back seat. A few minutes later, they arrived at their high school. Shelly bade them farewell as they ascended the stairs to the Red Valley High School hand in hand. Anyone who had any idea who they were found themselves shocked at the sight. Possibly the sexiest senior was going out with a skinny little sophomore that few knew.

Unfortunately, the two lovers had to part ways for different classes at the start of school. They gave each other a long tongue kiss in front of many staring onlookers, and went their separate ways. Chris never felt so anxious in class before, but he knew he had to get to work. He had completely passed up homework last night and would have to work harder to make up for it. The thought that Amy could be just down the hallway or across the campus was almost eating away at him. He wanted to be with her again, but Chris also knew that she would want him to work hard in class, and he always did what his mistresses wanted.

In his second class, Alex couldn’t help but ask, “Chris, did I have something crazy in my eye, or did I see you and Amy Smith French-kissing each other this morning?”

“No, we did,” Chris replied. He was all too aware that others in the class were listening in.

“How did that happen?” the black boy asked. “I thought you two just met yesterday.”

“We did,” the Boy Maid said in a loud whisper. “We just really, you know, got along very well.”

“Did you fuck her already?” Alex asked. He wasn’t kidding.

“Just leave it alone,” Chris grumbled. Now he was annoyed. Whether or not he and Amy had sex was none of anyone else’s business.

“Alright, alright,” Alex said, backing off, but Chris knew from his tone of voice that Alex was now convinced that he and Amy were having sex.

When the class before lunch came, the Boy Maid was reminded of his near encounter with his brother. Sooner or later Chris knew Dave would bring the police of Child Services. He knew that he would have to speak with his brother in order to make sure this whole thing didn’t go out of control. When lunch did finally come, the Boy Maid scanned the hallways for his girlfriend. He didn’t have to wait long, though. He heard Amy’s voice calling him from behind. When he turned around, he saw her almost flying towards him. She was still wearing the usual turtle neck sweat shirt and tight jeans, but no glasses this time. She must be wearing contacts.

Amy threw her arms around him, and kissed him softly on the neck, saying, “There you are, sweetie. I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Chris was taken aback. He never heard of girls so attached to their boyfriends. “We should meet somewhere so we don’t have to look for one another,” he said.

“Good idea,” Amy said, looking into his eyes. “Let’s just meet in that empty classroom at lunch, okay?”

“Okay,” Chris said. “Let’s go eat there now.”

The two lovers made their way into the empty classroom, but before they could lock the door, Katie came busting in, saying, “Oh, no. You two aren’t going to have your fun without me.”

“Sorry, Katie,” Amy said, “but we’re too tired to fuck right now.”

“Ah, too bad,” the black girl groaned. “I guess I’ll just have to hang out with you then.”

The three of them ate their lunches in the empty classroom. They locked the door and talked about many things, including gossip, world events, and class events. Apparently both Amy and Katie were in the Student Council. Katie couldn’t help but flirt with Chris, which Amy didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she even gave the girl permission to fuck the Boy Maid whenever she wanted, something Chris didn’t mind at all.

“Are all these friends of yours, you know, safe?” Amy asked. “I don’t want my little Boy Maid to catch anything.”

“Don’t worry,” Katie said with a wave of her hand. “I’ll have them bring condoms or take birth control. As for diseases, they’re all safe. You have my word.”

“Alright then,” the blond said, throwing an arm around Chris. “From now on, you are to fuck Katie’s sexy friends.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the boy said submissively, snuggling up to his mistress.

“Ah, he looks so cute when he’s like that,” Katie said with a cute smile. She really did take a liking to Chris. His abilities as a Boy Maid were incredible.

When lunch was over, they split up and went to their last classes. Amy found herself in Physics, which contained just another day of lectures. It wasn’t long before she was daydreaming. She thought about last night, and how Chris had made love to her several times over. Her panties began to become wet with her juices. She was sitting in the back row, and all other students in that row were to her right.

Amy kept an eye on them as her hand slipped down to her crotch. She cursed herself for not wearing a skirt today. It would be so much easier then. Slowly, so as to make as little noise as possible, she unzipped her jeans, but didn’t unbutton them. Her fingers reached through the tiny hole and began to rub her sex. Amy wasn’t doing it so hard that she would end up moaning. Just enough to satisfy her lust. Her mind snapped back to attention as her peripheral vision caught movement to her right. She looked over to see a student was just stretching his arms. Amy zipped her pants back up. What was she thinking? She could hold back her carnal tendencies until after school, when she would fuck Chris for all he was worth.

When class did end, she was the first to rush out the door. She hurried down to the main entrance, and found Chris waiting for her, leaning against a wall. Amy rushed forward and gave him a tight hug around his neck. She loved the feeling of her sensitive breasts being pressed against his chest. They gave each other a kiss, and began to make their way to the exit.

They didn’t even reach the door when a familiar voice shouted, “Chris! Come here!”

Both their heads turned to where the voice came from. David “Dave” Lee walked up to them with a furious look on his face. His tall, well built stature dwarfed all the high school students around him, and was wearing a set of grubby looking work clothes. He marched up to Chris and said in a deep voice, “Where have you been? You run away from home, and now you’re here at school as though nothing’s wrong?”

“Dave, calm down,” Chris said, trying to ease his brother. “I’ve been living with some new friends. I was going to tell you.”

“When?” Dave growled. “I had to call the police!”

“What are you going to do now?” the Boy Maid asked, bowing his head. “Are you going to take me back to that Hellhole?”

“Dad’s gone,” Dave said, lowering his volume down to normal. Chris’ head snapped up in amazement. “When the police came to our house for questioning dad tried to attack one of them. He was drunk as usual. The cops arrested him, and he is now being prosecuted for negligence and assault. He won’t be coming back.”

Chris couldn’t believe it. The one person who had ruined his childhood was now gone forever. He almost stuttered as he said, “Are you serious? Is he really gone?”

“Yes, he is,” the older brother said with a nod. “Now you’re coming home with me.”

“Um, excuse me Mr. Lee,” Amy said in a modest voice, “but Chris has been staying with me and a couple of my friends for the past few days. We really love him being there.”

“He’s going home with me,” Dave said in a stern tone.

“At least see where he’s staying,” the blond persisted. “Don’t you want to know that?”

After a few seconds of looking Amy and Chris over, Dave finally said, “Fine. Where is it?”

“My two friends are waiting for us outside,” the blond said. “You can meet them there.”

The three of them went outside to find Shelly and Beth leaning against their car next to the sidewalk. They walked down to them, and Shelly said to Dave, “Hello. Are you a friend of Chris?”

“I’m his older brother,” David said. “He tells me he’s been living with you for the past few days.”

“That’s right,” Beth said in a stern tone. There was something in her voice and the way she stared at Dave that Chris didn’t like. “We found him in the rain, and we took him in. Maybe you know why he was in that position.”

“He ran away because of our father,” David said honestly. “He was an abusive man, but the police took him away. I’m taking Chris home with me, but first I want to see where he’s been staying.”

“Oh,” Shelly mumbled. She didn’t like where this was going, but she decided to be courteous to Chris’ brother just the same. “Well, okay. Do you have a car, or can we give you a ride?”

“I have a truck,” Dave said. “I’ll follow you.”

Chris’ older brother followed them to his house. When they arrived, he followed them inside. All the while Chris’ heart was racing. This day would decide the rest of this life. Dave looked around the house, taking in the clean look and feel of the house. He asked Amy and Chris to wait outside so that he and the two mistresses could talk. They agreed, and left Shelly, Beth, and Dave in the house alone.

“What were you two thinking?” he asked them. “Letting in a runaway boy without calling the police?”

“It was obvious he ran away from a bad place,” Beth said in an even voice. “Calling the police would only land him back there.”

“Try to understand,” Shelly added, “we just wanted to help him. We would’ve helped him with his old home eventually, but first we wanted to make him happy here.”

“By having sex with him?” Dave said, shocking the two women. “What? It’s pretty obvious what’s been going on here. Are you going to deny it?”

“No,” Shelly said. Her voice was calm despite David’s attitude. “But it’s who we are, and we didn’t force him.”

“You wouldn’t need to,” Dave said. “A sixteen year old boy in the middle of puberty isn’t going to say ‘no’ to sex from you.”

At this, Beth walked right up to the older brother and said, “We didn’t rape him, and we didn’t hurt him. He loves us, and we love him, understand?”

Dave clearly didn’t like Beth’s tone of voice, and said, “I understand what you’re doing is illegal. One phone call and you two are in jail and registered as Sex Offenders.”

“Who the hell do you think you are?” the strong woman growled. Her temper was now rising fast. “We’ve treated him better than your house ever had, and you come around here calling us Sex Offenders? Fuck you!”

With Beth’s last two words, she roughly shoved Dave with one hand. The older brother reacted instantly. He grabbed her hand and tried to toss it aside, but Beth grabbed David’s hand and put it in a vice-like grip. He gripped in the same fashion, making it a masculine test of pure strength. They tried to overpower each other, but their strengths proved to be pretty much even.

“Beth, stop!” Shelly snapped. The green haired woman broke the grip, and the red head tried to calm Dave down. “Please, Chris is a much more mature person than people take him for. At least let him make the choice.”

After a few seconds of intense thinking, David finally said, “Alright. I trust my brother, but one way or the other I will still be his legal guardian, understand?”

“That’s fair,” Shelly said. She opened the door and let Chris and Amy in from outside, and said, “Chris, we’ve come to an agreement. You can stay with your loving brother, or you can continue to stay with us. Either way, he will be your legal guardian.”

At this, Chris turned to Dave and said, “Brother, I love you, but I really like it here. If I choose to stay here, will you promise to come and visit?”

“Of course,” the older brother replied with a smile.

“Then I’ll stay here,” the Boy Maid said with a wide smile. “Be sure to come and visit.”

“I will,” Dave said, patting his younger brother on the head. He turned to Beth and Shelly and said, “I’ll take care of the courts. He can stay here. You two take care good care of him, okay?”

“We will,” Shelly said with a warm smile.

“See you later, bro,” David said walking out. Amy gave her boyfriend a huge hug. Now nothing could change their home.

After he left the house, Beth shook her hand saying, “Damn, that guy’s got a grip.”
Dave Lee walked out to his truck, wondering if he had done the right thing. He would make sure to visit at least twice a week. He would make sure that nothing wrong would happen to his little brother. As he drove away in his truck, he shook his hand and said, “Damn, that woman’s got a grip.”

To Be Concluded…
Coming Next: The Story of the Boy Maid-Ch. 6 Final Destination