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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
3,429
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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 7
©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 7
The summer of 1994 was pivotal in Victor's life. And perhaps even more in the life of that large house.
Date : Monday, July 4, 1994
Place: Victor's home, Patterson, NY
Henry hosts a pool party complete with illegal fireworks for a Japanese client and her family. He has already decorated her office in Manhattan, and thinks he may get a chance to do her downtown apartment. He's invited a few select guests chosen to impress her.
Victor in much more impressed with the her twin twelve-year old sons. He spends the day watching them chase each other in and out of the pool, their speedos riding up into their precious cracks. Tonight he whispers a prayer to Hotei to one day fill his house with the music of energetic young boys like these.
Date : Tuesday, July 12, 1994
Henry can't wait to tell Victor the news. Mrs. Sakamoto wants him to redo not only her loft in Soho, but her weekend home in the Hamptons, as well. He goes way too over the Putnam County speed limit, anxious to start celebrating with his darling. "I'll assemble a platter of French cheeses, open the bottle of Clarendon Hills Astralis 1994 I've been saving, put on the burgundy silk pajamas he gave me for Christmas, light some candles, put on some Yo-Yo-Ma, take my lover by the hand and lead him to the bedroom and to nirvana." Henry parks the car, grabs the bouquet of flowers, and slips quietly in the side door, hoping to surprise his life partner.
He too is surprised when he locates Victor already in bed. With the Pool Boy. Screams, hysterics, the quick grabbing of abandoned apparel, the racing of bare teenage feet down the stairs.
"My God, Victor, he's a baby."
"He's 17."
"And looks 14." Silently Victor agrees. That was his attraction. He tries despairingly to make his regrets sound sincere, but three days later Henry moves out.
Date : Tuesday, July 26, 1994
Victor lets the Chauffeur and landscaper go, giving them generous severance. He tells Mrs. Bagshaw to come in only one morning a week to dust all the empty bedrooms, pool room, etc., flush all the toilets and run the faucets to keep the gaskets from drying out. She misses Henry and all the exciting bustling activity that has left with him. The Pool Boy, however, does not miss Henry. He comes by regularly to check out the equipment, use the suction vacuum to attend to every inch, and insert the proper amount of chemicals. So he is surprised when Victor tells him not to come back in August, he's going to drain the pool.
Date : Wednesday, July 27, 1994
Victor brings home thirteen-year old Antonio, a boy he met on the streets of in Manhattan two days ago. He shows him the bed, explains how his wife has a girls' night out every Wednesday, and gives him his own Metro Card so he can come back each week. Knowing true love for the first time in his life, Antonio swears to do everything to please this wonderful, generous man who calls him his Sweetheart.
Date : Thursday, August 25, 1994
Mrs. Bagshaw comes in to clean, and smiles when she gets to the bedroom. Victor must be getting some nocturnal companionship again. She recognizes the lingering aroma of testosterone and homosexual sex permeating the bed, and there are several used condoms in the waste basket. Perhaps some day the house will be buzzing again.
Date : Saturday. August 27, 1994
A security company spokesman stops by to try to get Victor to part with some of his idle cash. With nothing else to do today, Victor lets him show his samples and glances through his catalog with only passing interest. The electric gate looks like a good possibility. Keep out the uninvited riff raff, like security company spokesmen. But then one item among the man's samples piques Victor's curiosity.
.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 7
The summer of 1994 was pivotal in Victor's life. And perhaps even more in the life of that large house.
Date : Monday, July 4, 1994
Place: Victor's home, Patterson, NY
Henry hosts a pool party complete with illegal fireworks for a Japanese client and her family. He has already decorated her office in Manhattan, and thinks he may get a chance to do her downtown apartment. He's invited a few select guests chosen to impress her.
Victor in much more impressed with the her twin twelve-year old sons. He spends the day watching them chase each other in and out of the pool, their speedos riding up into their precious cracks. Tonight he whispers a prayer to Hotei to one day fill his house with the music of energetic young boys like these.
Date : Tuesday, July 12, 1994
Henry can't wait to tell Victor the news. Mrs. Sakamoto wants him to redo not only her loft in Soho, but her weekend home in the Hamptons, as well. He goes way too over the Putnam County speed limit, anxious to start celebrating with his darling. "I'll assemble a platter of French cheeses, open the bottle of Clarendon Hills Astralis 1994 I've been saving, put on the burgundy silk pajamas he gave me for Christmas, light some candles, put on some Yo-Yo-Ma, take my lover by the hand and lead him to the bedroom and to nirvana." Henry parks the car, grabs the bouquet of flowers, and slips quietly in the side door, hoping to surprise his life partner.
He too is surprised when he locates Victor already in bed. With the Pool Boy. Screams, hysterics, the quick grabbing of abandoned apparel, the racing of bare teenage feet down the stairs.
"My God, Victor, he's a baby."
"He's 17."
"And looks 14." Silently Victor agrees. That was his attraction. He tries despairingly to make his regrets sound sincere, but three days later Henry moves out.
Date : Tuesday, July 26, 1994
Victor lets the Chauffeur and landscaper go, giving them generous severance. He tells Mrs. Bagshaw to come in only one morning a week to dust all the empty bedrooms, pool room, etc., flush all the toilets and run the faucets to keep the gaskets from drying out. She misses Henry and all the exciting bustling activity that has left with him. The Pool Boy, however, does not miss Henry. He comes by regularly to check out the equipment, use the suction vacuum to attend to every inch, and insert the proper amount of chemicals. So he is surprised when Victor tells him not to come back in August, he's going to drain the pool.
Date : Wednesday, July 27, 1994
Victor brings home thirteen-year old Antonio, a boy he met on the streets of in Manhattan two days ago. He shows him the bed, explains how his wife has a girls' night out every Wednesday, and gives him his own Metro Card so he can come back each week. Knowing true love for the first time in his life, Antonio swears to do everything to please this wonderful, generous man who calls him his Sweetheart.
Date : Thursday, August 25, 1994
Mrs. Bagshaw comes in to clean, and smiles when she gets to the bedroom. Victor must be getting some nocturnal companionship again. She recognizes the lingering aroma of testosterone and homosexual sex permeating the bed, and there are several used condoms in the waste basket. Perhaps some day the house will be buzzing again.
Date : Saturday. August 27, 1994
A security company spokesman stops by to try to get Victor to part with some of his idle cash. With nothing else to do today, Victor lets him show his samples and glances through his catalog with only passing interest. The electric gate looks like a good possibility. Keep out the uninvited riff raff, like security company spokesmen. But then one item among the man's samples piques Victor's curiosity.
.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.