Love Unlocked

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my imagination. It is not and should not be thought of as a record of actual events. Any similarity between my characters and real people is merely a coincidence. The story will include descriptions of sexual activity between teen boys. If material of this kind might offend you or if you are not of legal age, then stop reading. All others please enjoy! You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com

Love Unlocked - 18 (Final Chapter)

All through class the next day Tony thought about what Brandon had said about talking to Ms. Rowley. He wondered if he really wanted to be considered for Miller's spot on the conservation crew. "But I've got as much a chance as anybody," he finally concluded.

Having made up his mind, Tony started to make a list of reasons why he should be the one selected.

Ms. Rowley was in her office when Tony showed up five minutes after class.

"Could I talk with you for a few minutes?" Tony asked.

Ms. Rowley agreed.

Tony took a seat and dug his now crumpled list out of his pocket. "It's all over the place that they brought Miller back. Word is that he tried to run off."

"I'm not allowed to discuss other cases," Ms. Rowley said evenly. There wasn't a hint as to whether Tony might be on the right track.

"Okay..." Tony hesitated, "but if he did, Mike might be looking for a replacement guy." He gave the counselor a hopeful look.

This time there was a slight upturn to Ms. Rowley's lips. "Go on."

"Well, I've been thinking. I'm the best guy for the job. You said yourself that I have leadership qualities. I do my work. Other kids follow me." Tony looked at the woman to see how things were going. She seemed to be listening which Tony took as a good sign. "I think I've made some really good progress understanding my feelings and why I did the stuff that I did to get me in here."

Ms. Rowley's smile grew. "You're pretty confident aren't you?"

"Yes, ma'am," Tony said firmly. "So, here's the deal. Miller fucked up, ugh...I mean, messed up, and Mike might worry that somebody else will try the same thing." He paused to see if Ms. Rowley was still with him. "I can help with that. I'm the guy that they'll all listen to and follow."

The counselor shifted slightly in her seat.

Tony raised an eyebrow, "And, I think you know that."

The small room fell silent.

"And of course your request has nothing to do with wanting to be with Cole," Ms. Rowley eventually said, somewhat playfully.

Tony felt his face flush.

"Well, you were right about Miller," she continued. "He did `wander' off. And Mike and I have already discussed possible replacements."

Tony heard her say the words, but it took a few seconds for them to register. He lowered his eyes and his shoulders sagged.

"I made the final decision this morning after breakfast," Ms. Rowley said softly and pulled a file from a stack and set it down in front of her. She tapped it with her pen. "I think this boy will make the most of an opportunity like this."

Tony's hopes faded, he felt sad, empty, and as though all his energy had just drained away. "Yes, ma'am" he whispered and slowly got to his feet. "Sorry to have bothered you."

Ms. Rowley looked at him and laughed softly. "Tony, this is your file! I selected you!"

"What did you say?" Tony asked, sitting back down, not quite sure he'd heard correctly. His voice was soft but hopeful.

"I said, we're going to have to get you some new clothes. You'll be on the bus out of here day after tomorrow."

Tony broke into a wide grin. "You're not shitting me?" He blushed, "Sorry, I mean joking with me?"

Ms. Rowley grinned. "No. Both Mike and I agreed you should be given the chance."

"I won't mess it up," Tony said sincerely. "I promise!"

"I know," Ms. Rowley agreed. "Here are the rules. Please read them carefully and if you agree, sign at the bottom."

Tony gave the paper a quick scan and eagerly signed it. "Anything else?"

"We'll get your name on the court docket late tomorrow, the judge will have to adjudicate your case and change your sentence.

"Will there be a problem with that?"

"I don't think so. The court has been very accommodating and wants to see if this program will work. Mike's recommendation carries a lot of weight."

"Anything else?" Tony asked, his head spinning at how quickly everything was happening.

"Report to the infirmary after lunch today...the medic will give you a physical and will take measurements for new clothes.

"Yeah, sure, no problem." Tony was beaming.

"And, Tony, "Ms. Rowley said as she stood up and walked over to him, "Figure out how you're going to handle being out there with Cole." The counselor's tone had turned serious but supporting.

"Yes, ma'am," Tony whispered.

Ms. Rowley held her arms out and Tony stood and stepped close for a hug.

"Good luck," she whispered.

"Thanks," Tony said softly and gave her a tender squeeze.

The work crew finished cutting logs and stacking wood. Mike had them break camp and they moved down the road another twenty miles.

Just after noon they pulled off the dirt service road into a wide wayside. Eight picnic tables, two fire pits, two outhouses, and an overgrown forest trail made up a remote site for vacationers. At the start of the trail, a marker told the story of the area over the past hundred years. It explained how the area had been the center of timber operations for the region.

"What are we going to do here?" Cole asked as he reached for his bag and headed toward the door of the bus.

"Paint the tables, outhouses, and then cut back the brush along the trail," Mike explained, tossing stuff out the bus's door to kids waiting in line to catch them.

Cole glanced out the window and saw that the dark green paint on the tables and the sheds was faded and flaking off.

Cole turned and looked over his shoulder. "Hey, Bentley, hear that?" He laughed. "It's your lucky day, they've got a crapper here!"

Half a dozen kids laughed as Bentley shot Cole a menacing look.

"I'm just saying," Cole shrugged and then smiled.

While Mike got lunch going, the kids set up the rest of the camp. There was a lull when the food wasn't quite ready but everything else had been done.

"You writing to Tony?" Pablo asked, sitting next to Cole at one of the tables.

"Yeah," Cole said with a touch of frustration. "I don't know what to say."

"Tell him what we've been doing," Pablo said with a shrug.

"Yeah, then what?"

"Tell him you miss him, and what you miss most of all is his pecker in your butt hole," Pablo laughed.

Cole's eyes bugged out. "You fucker!" He landed a punch on Pablo's arm to add emphasis. "Shut the fuck up! Somebody might hear you!"

Pablo rubbed his shoulder and moved a little further away. "I was just kidding," he said softly.

Cole took a breath and settled himself down. Looking down at the paper, he said, "I'm not sure I can do this."

Pablo leaned forward, put his arms on the table and lay his head down. He turned toward Cole. "Just tell him how you feel." Pablo's voice was now soft and tender. "He probably already knows."

"Knows what?"

"That you like him."

Cole wasn't sure what Pablo was getting at.

"You do, don't you?"

Cole nodded.

"Dear Tony," Pablo started to dictate. "Besides your pecker in my butt hole...I want you to know how much I really, really, like you."

Cole could tell Pablo was teasing, but only by half.

Pablo got to his feet and put a reassuring hand on Cole's shoulder. "You'll figure it out," he said with a caring look and walked away.

Cole watched his friend head toward a group of boys lining up for lunch. "Pablo knows me better than I know myself," he thought and, it was at that moment that he knew they'd be friends forever, no matter what.

Just after lunch the sky had darkened and clouds had rolled in. Mike had directed the kids to tie everything down and get into their tents. "Just some passing rain, not a storm," he had reassured them.

"Looks like Mike was right," Sammy sighed, closing the flap on the tent and lying on top of the sleeping bag he shared with Levi. "It's just a slow, steady rain."

Levi rolled over and propped his head on an elbow. "Want to play some chess?"

"I would, but we don't have the stuff." Sammy shrugged.

Levi crawled over to his knapsack and dug out a small tin box. "How about we use these?" He smiled, opened the lid, and poured a handful of plastic chess pieces onto the sleeping bag.

"Where did you get those?"

"Asked Mike," Levi chuckled, "cost me a blowjob though!"

Sammy's face went white. "You sucked off Mike?"

Levi tried to keep a straight face but started to lose it. "Nah, it wasn't Mike. He laughed, "It was that cute guard!"

Sammy was now wide eyed. "The one with the killer abs?"

Levi again tried to look serious. "Uh huh" he started, but his eyes gave him away.

"You liar!" Sammy giggled.

"Well, I would of if he asked," Levi teased. "I bet he's hung like a horse!"

"You're so full of shit." Sammy chuckled. "So how'd you really get them?"

"I asked Mike if he could have them sent over with the supplies."

"What about a board?"

Levi reached into his bag once again and pulled out several sheets of folded paper. Each had squares colored in with pencil. "It's not fancy, but it'll work."

"Awesome." Sammy smiled and lay down on his stomach. He started to place pieces on the makeshift game board. "Usual bet?"

Levi nodded, "Yeah, winner takes all," which meant that the winner could have his choice of a blowjob or a fuck.

Sammy, having white, made the first move.

"You're so predictable," Levi teased, having seen Sammy make the same move dozens of times before.

"We'll see," Sammy said under his breath as he settled down and concentrated.

Levi looked over his shoulder as Sammy grabbed the waistband of his jeans and started pulling them down over his ass. Levi was on his stomach and Sammy was eagerly claiming his prize.

"I'll have to remember that move," Levi sighed as Sammy tugged a little harder and Levi lost his pants.

Levi laid his head down as Sammy played with his butt.

Sammy stopped and gave Levi's left ass cheek a slap. "You tried to be a naughty boy and take my queen. You got greedy, and now you're gonna get what's coming to you!"

Levi laughed.

Sammy unzipped, pulled his own jeans open and scooted them down. He wiggled as he pushed his briefs down as well. Both boys still had their shirts on and their pants were now bunched around their ankles. Just their middles were exposed.

Sammy lay down on top of Levi and settled his cock into the furrow between his butt cheeks. He slowly moved it up and down working himself to hardness. "Ready to get some dick up your ass?" he whispered playfully in Levi's ear.

Levi spread his legs a little, the pants keeping him from doing more. "Yeah, I guess so," he sighed and closed his eyes.

Sammy pushed himself back up, leaned over to his knapsack and retrieved his tube of hand lotion. He popped the top, lubed his dick, and then Levi's hole. As he lay back down, Sammy centered the tip of his cock between the soft mounds of Levi's ass. He nudged it snugly against the entrance. Levi lifted his hips as Sammy lowered himself, allowing all his weight to settle on Levi's back. Gravity did the rest. Sammy's cock bent at an odd angle for a moment, but soon straightened out and sank into the warmth of Levi's rear end.

"Ooooohh," Levi let out a soft breath as the thing slid deep.

Sammy pumped once to make sure he was right where he wanted to be. He rested on Levi's back, his cock firmly in place. He didn't move. Levi's ass muscles started gripping his cock and then releasing. The stiff shaft seemed to have caused a kind of natural reaction. It was as if his butt was making a futile attempt to expel the intruder.

Sammy tenderly kissed Levi on the side of the neck and then pushed his tongue in Levi's ear. He could hear the rain as it pattered against the canvas of the tent. The pleasant aroma of fresh forest air, and the clean smell that comes just after a rain combined to arouse Sammy's senses. The feel of his dick buried deep in Levi's warm chute made the moment complete. Sammy started an intentionally slow and deliberate in and out movement.

"Want to see how long we can do this?" Sammy whispered as he pushed in.

"Yeah," Levi chuckled, raising his ass to meet Sammy's thrust. "Let's go for a record."

"Rainy day fucks are always the best," Sammy smiled and settled into a nice rhythm.

"You think so?"

Sammy aimed the head of his dick to one side of Levi's ass and then the other. "They're always the best," he moaned. Levi softly grunted when Sammy hit something in there.

"I still get a turn, right?" Levi whimpered a few minutes later as Sammy steadily continued on.

"It's going to rain all afternoon," Sammy whispered in Levi's ear as he paused, and then resumed fucking. "You can do me, and then I'll do you again. We'll probably be able to do it three or four times."

"Sweet, I like that idea, an all day fuck!" Levi sighed and closed his eyes.

Sammy smiled, nothing else was said.

Tony took a seat in back as the last of the supplies were loaded into a Pathways van. After months in loose fitting jumpsuits and sandals, his new jeans and work boots felt confining. He reached down and adjusted his dick, hoping to make a tad more room for his nuts.

The road was uneven and after hitting the third or fourth pothole Tony decided the van could use a new set of shocks.

"How far are we going?" Tony asked, making sure he could be heard over the noise.

"About an hour more," the guard said cheerfully with a look in the rear view mirror. "Might as well make yourself comfortable." He smiled.

Tony undid the ties on his knapsack and dug around until he found Cole's letter. It had arrived just that morning and already Tony had folded and unfolded it so many times it was in danger of falling apart.

"Dear Tony," Cole had written. "I think of you at least ten times a day. I don't think anyone really knows what love is, but, well, what I feel for you must be pretty close to it."

Cole had gone on to talk about the crew, the projects they had been doing, and then a few very private thoughts.

"Oh, Pablo said I should tell you that I especially miss your pecker in my butt hole," The first time Tony had read that he'd laughed until tears had come. "But what I really miss is you holding me in your arms, protecting me, keeping me safe." Those words had threatened to bring tears of a different kind.

Tony spread his legs as his dick tried to grow.

"Oh, and yeah, Pablo might have been right about that other thing," Cole had then drawn a smiley face.

"Love, Cole."

The ride out to the camp seemed to take forever. "I wish he'd hurry it up," Tony thought, glancing at the driver. He couldn't wait for them to get there.

Tony waited in his seat as the guard unlocked the side door of the van and slid it open. Tony eagerly scanned the camp, but hadn't spotted Cole. In fact none of the boys seemed to be taking much notice as the guard dug out a cooler and started toward some picnic tables.

"Okay, you can get out now," he said over his shoulder to Tony, who got up eagerly.

"Hey, a new kid!" one of the guys called out as Tony emerged. Tony didn't recognize him, so he assumed he must be one of the kids from County.

A number of guys turned in his direction.

"Hey! Sammy squealed, it's Tony!" Sammy hurried over.

Several of the other guys from Pathways followed him.

Tony took a couple of slaps on the back and a few crude comments by way of greeting. He half-heartedly accepted the attention, but he was more interested in seeing Cole. He was just about to ask Sammy when Cole emerged from the edge of the trees, pulling up his zipper and buckling his belt.

Sammy saw where Tony was looking and chuckled. "He was taking a dump!"

Tony could barely hear Sammy. In fact it was as if he was in a fog. All he could see was Cole.

He walked a few steps in Cole's direction.

Cole must have become aware of the commotion and looked up. Their eyes met. Cole's mouth opened in disbelief.

They took several more steps toward one another and then stopped.

"Hey," Tony said softly. "Surprised to see me?"

Cole seemed unable to find his voice. He nodded, `yes'.

"They needed somebody to take Miller's place. Think I'll do?"

Cole's eyes were growing moist.

Tony stepped close and put his hand on Cole's shoulder. "Want to show me around?"

"Yeah, sure," Cole whispered.

"Just be sure you don't wander off," Mike called from a spot by the van. It was clear to Tony he had meant that in more ways than one.

"Does he know about us?" Cole whispered as he led Tony around the camp.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he does."

Tony knew both of them were thinking the same thing. "I wish the fuck we could be alone."

Pablo didn't need to be asked if he could find another tent to share. As soon as Mike had assigned clean up duty after supper Pablo had gone to him and suggested the new kid might be more comfortable with a guy from his own lock-up.

Mike held back his laughter. "If that's what you think," he had finally managed, and Pablo had hurried off in search of a place to move to.

Cole tied the flaps of the tent closed and turned around to see Tony sitting on his sleeping bag, waiting for him. It had been agony for both of them to keep their hands to themselves all through supper and then through the campfire.

"Did you see Mike look straight at us when he said `let's have a quiet night'?" Tony grinned.

Cole crawled over on his hands and knees. "I can do quiet," he whispered.

The first kiss was ever so soft, tender, and loving. Cole was still on all fours when Tony leaned closer. Cole closed his eyes and waited for Tony.

When Cole opened his eyes, Tony lay back, pulling Cole back with him and onto his chest. The second kiss was deeper and more passionate.

"God, you don't know how much I missed you," Tony whispered, wrapping his arms around Cole.

"I missed you more," Cole whimpered as he snuggled closer and rubbed his crotch against Tony's.

The boys made out for at least a half an hour, neither one rushing toward anything else.

Tony's hands were all over Cole's clothed body before exploring under his shirt, then down his pants.

Cole responded in kind and wrapped his hand around Tony's cock.

"Was Pablo right?" Tony chuckled as Cole stroked him. "Did you miss having that in your butt hole?"

Cole blushed and then giggled, "Maybe, a little."

Tony tenderly rolled Cole onto his back and grew a bit more aggressive. "Is it okay if I get you naked?" He teased.

"I thought that was the point of all this," Cole laughed softly.

Tony kissed him deeply.

"I want you to make love to me," Cole whispered, his voice barely above that of the crickets and the forest sounds.

Cole looked deep into Tony's eyes and spread his legs. Tony lay on top of him and gently reached for the spot. Cole pulled his knees back and opened himself to his lover. Tony's finger circled the tight ring and then moved deeper.

Cole closed his eyes as Tony's lube moistened finger slid in and worked his hole.

"You okay?"

Cole nodded. "It's wonderful."

Tony took his time, making certain Cole was enjoying every sensation.

"Ready?"

"Yeah, just make sure you put plenty of lube on it," Cole whimpered.

Tony gripped his cock at the base and nudged the head into the indentation guarding Cole's private place.

Cole opened his eyes. The boy's stared lovingly at one another as Tony slowly took what Cole so eagerly wanted to give. Cole felt the entire length of Tony's cock finally lodge itself deep in his belly.

Tony leaned down, and the boy's exchanged an urgent, needy kiss.

Cole grunted when Tony pushed his legs back further, rolling him onto his shoulders. "Do it," Cole begged, every part of his being now wanting Tony in every possible way.

Tony's strong legs pushed forward and he started to fuck.

Cole closed his eyes and thanked God his love had returned to him.

Ten Years later..

Tony watched the countryside slide by as the car made its way out of town. He thought about everything that had happened since that summer long ago. It still amazed him that things had worked out as they had.

He and Cole were in the backseat of Ms. Rowley's Ford. He felt Cole's hand reach for his and give it a squeeze. Levi was sitting on the other side of Cole while Sammy was up front with Ms. Rowley.

"Mike would have liked this," Cole said, nodding toward some forested land.

"Yeah, he sure seemed to enjoy being out here," Tony agreed.

Tony thought about the events of the last few days and couldn't help but feel sadness. Ms. Rowley was one of Tony's bosses at the home repair charity project she helped run. She'd taken Tony aside and had told him Mike had passed away suddenly. "A heart attack," she'd explained to a shocked Tony. Mike had been an active man and had still been working with youth.

"He asked me some time ago if I would help out with a few things if anything should happen," Ms. Rowley had explained. "Maybe he knew something like this was a possibility."

Tony had listened, still in shock, as she spoke of Mike's wish that his body be cremated and his ashes spread in the stand of trees that the boys had planted ten years earlier.

"They won't be very big," Tony had smiled, remembering the spot Cole had shown him.

"Thanks for helping me with this," Ms. Rowley had said as Tony stood to leave.

"I'll bring Cole and maybe a couple of the other guys."

Cole squeezed Tony's hand a second time and they exchanged a tender look. The two now shared an apartment, a bed, and a life together. The ring on Cole's finger had been Tony's gift to him on their five year anniversary.

Tony was head of a carpenter crew that rehabbed old buildings for use as housing for underprivileged families. Most were single mothers trying to raise their kids.

Cole worked at a carwash and hoped to earn a spot as an assistant manager.

"You never could keep your hands off somebody else's car," Sammy had teased.

Sammy was now working on an advanced college degree. Levi had talked to his parents about giving back to the community and they agreed they'd start with helping Sammy. He was practically adopted by them. Since Levi had gotten his father's attention by stealing and ending up in Pathways, the two had talked and Levi had gone back to school as well.

Brandon had gotten out on his seventeenth birthday, but within two years was locked up again. Tony had heard he was well on his way to being a career criminal.

"Whatever happened to that Connor kid you said arrived at Pathways after I started the summer project?" Cole asked Tony as they turned on to the dirt road that would lead into the forest.

Tony had told all the guys the stories of the horny teen who loved to get fucked.

"You'll never believe it," Sammy laughed.

"What?" Cole smiled.

"Jacoby called me last year. Conner's in Europe."

"What the fuck?" Cole laughed. "Oh, sorry Ms. Rowley," Cole still didn't feel comfortable using her first name.

Ms. Rowley chuckled.

"Yeah, he's a high price rent boy!" Sammy giggled, "Said he'd also been doing some porn."

"Oh, God," Tony rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, he's getting paid good money for what he liked to do for free."

All the boys laughed.

"Sorry, ma'am" Sammy tried to hold back another laugh.

"Maybe we should change the subject," she suggested.

The ride back to town was somber. Sprinkling Mike's ashes at several of the camp areas had brought back too many memories.

"Want to get a beer before we split up?" Tony asked as they exited Ms. Rowley's car.

"Yeah, I guess," Levi answered.

"This way," Tony started down the street.

The small restaurant was crowded with the early evening rush.

"Hey, Pablo, got room for us?" Cole called over the noise.

Pablo grinned and cleared a corner booth in back for the guys.

"Where's Juanita?" Cole asked, taking a quick look around.

Pablo pointed toward the kitchen just as a gorgeous young woman came out carrying a tray of food. Her lower belly had a noticeable bump.

Pablo took their orders and quickly hurried off.

"You said he got married?" Sammy laughed.

"Yeah, about three years ago," Cole smiled. "I got invited and brought Tony along."

"I didn't think he'd be the marrying type." Levi chuckled.

"To be honest, it was a kind of hurried thing." Cole looked across the room at Juanita. "It wasn't too long after, and Dante was born." Cole paused, "And from the look of things he must have done it again!"

Everyone laughed.

When the drinks arrived Tony raised his bottle. As they all clinked them together he said, "To Mike!"

"To Mike!" they all agreed.

My sincere thanks to Andrew for help editing and offering numerous suggestions for this story; I couldn't have done it without you. Thanks also to my loyal readers and those that have written to offer encouragement. If you have comments feel free to contact me at playbuddy123@yahoo.com. Thanks, Jon