Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 61 By David Lee
Warning: This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction. Much of this involves males with other males. If the reading or possessing of such material as this is illegal in your country, state, province, county, municipality, etc., please leave this site immediately and do not proceed further. If you are under the legal age to read this, please do not do so. It is not my intention to offend anyone or to get you in trouble.
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Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional. Most of the places mentioned, and none of the characters exist in real life. Some may possess physical or personality characteristics of people I know or have known. But if you see yourself in this story, your imagination is better than mine!
"Tales from Bentonville" is a romantic story centering on the lives of high school kids. Lovers of other ages may appear, but not normally in a cross-generational sense. References to sex with under-age kids may be made for the sake of the story line. However, I feel that child molestation is a crime and should not be glorified or tolerated.
This is my fifth attempt at writing fiction. My other stories on Nifty include: "Zeke" (August 29, 2005), "Always and Forever" (March 25, 2004) under High School, "Brad and Alan's Canoe Trip" (April 23, 2004) under Camping, and "Jacob and Jacques" (May 30, 2004) under High School. Some characters from previous stories may have cameo roles in this one. However, you need not read them first.
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Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 61
Dustin did awaken early on Sunday morning. He walked naked to the bathroom to pee and brush his teeth before crawling back into bed to snuggle with Dave who was awakening with a smile on his handsome face. Smelling Dustin's fresh, minty breath, Dave figured he'd better get up and do the same routine.
When he returned to bed, he spooned against Dustin's bare back, holding his lover tenderly, but not erotically. The boys lay there cuddling for a quite awhile simply enjoying the sense of warmth, caring, and togetherness. It was at times like these that they appreciated their relationship the most. Dustin was particularly pensive that morning.
"Do you think we will always be together like this?" he wondered aloud.
"If you're planning to getting rid of me, you will have a tough time doing that," Dave replied. "I'm sticking like glue!"
"But, you know that high school romances, even straight ones, often don't last.
"Yeah, but there are some that do, and ours is going to be one of those. I believe that if we go to the same college and keep making memories together that we have a good chance of growing old together."
"Damn! I'm not in a hurry to get old!" Dustin joked. "But if we can be dirty old men together, I guess it won't be so bad."
"Want to get started on making some more memories?" Dave asked suggestively running his tongue in Dustin's ear.
"Naughty ones?"
"Yeah!
"I'm up for that!"
Dave reached around to check on Dustin's readiness and discovered that his boyfriend was telling a hard fact, but certainly not a hard, cold one.
Dustin turned around to take the lead. He pushed Dave onto his back and lovingly "attacked" his body like a starving man who had finally found food.
With their late night on Friday because of supporting the football team, Dustin's cross country meet, and the ordeal with the crazy minister the next day; their sex lives had been on hold for several days. Dave had been concerned that Dustin might not feel right about making love with his mother being in the psych ward, but Dustin's actions proved otherwise -- much to Dave's relief. Intimacy was indeed a way that they could continue to make memories in common.
After his initial expression of pure lust, Dustin settled down to a more gentle, but passionate level. He tenderly kissed and licked Dave's chest working his way southward toward his destination. He nuzzled Dave's ball sac as he licked his perineum. Dustin was really turned on by his lover's taste and scent.
Dave was in ecstasy, but he didn't want this to be all about him. He wanted to thrill his lover and make him forget his problems. So, he nudged Dustin onto his back to return the good deed.
Dave followed a similar path down the front of Dustin's body, only he bypassed his favorite target in order to work his tongue up the inside of Dustin's sturdy legs. Dustin was in heaven! It had been awhile since Dave had used that technique. At this rate, Dustin knew that he couldn't last much longer unless they stopped to cool down and he certainly didn't want to stop. His solution to the predicament was to pull Dave around so that they could sixty-nine. When he sucked Dave's delicious cock completely into his mouth, the volume of sweet precum indicated that Dave was at about the same juncture.
There was little head-bobbing and very little time before each was receiving the other's sticky offering. The flow was so great (especially from Dave) that it took quite a bit of swallowing to keep from wasting any. Their orgasmic high was followed by gentle, deep kisses in the afterglow. Life for them felt good again.
"You don't know how much I needed that," Dustin whispered as they cuddled again.
"Maybe I know you well enough that I do." Dave replied.
"Yeah, maybe you do, Babe."
"Hey, I think we've stumbled on to something that sticks better than glue," Dave giggled. Next time, lets cum all over each other and fall asleep bonded together."
Since they had spent a bit of time making love, the boys suddenly realized they would have to get a move on if they were going to meet Dave's parents at church as planned. They took a quick, no-nonsense shower together (well, maybe with a little messing around) and dressed hastily before heading for the kitchen. The aroma of bacon hit them when they were halfway there. Gary was up, dressed, and cooking for them.
"I figured you might need some serious protein replacement this morning," he snickered.
Both boys blushed as they helped set the table and got the juice from the fridge.
"Uh, what gave you that idea, Dad?"
"I know what I would have done if I were your age and in bed with someone I loved. The looks on your faces just confirmed my suspicions!"
Dustin was embarrassed in one sense, but relieved in another. He still wasn't entirely comfortable with his dad's knowing (or guessing) about his sex life, but he appreciated the fact that his dad accepted it even to the point of teasing about it. Wow, he never thought this would happen. He always thought that his mother would be the understanding one. Thinking about her struck him like a blade in the heart. Dave sensed Dustin's mood change immediately and took him in his arms. If Gary could be that casual talking about their relationship, then Dave felt he could express his love openly -- especially when it was obviously needed.
"It'll be okay, Babe," he murmured.
Dustin nodded mutely, not trusting his voice. He knew that with Dave's help it would be. He also knew that the hurt would not go away quickly.
Some of the members of the congregation at 1st Lutheran were taken aback to see Gary back in the church where he grew up. (He had taken a long break from religion -- even before his experience in Iraq.) They were not at all surprised to see Dustin there. He had been a regular because he was such a close friend to Dave who came nearly every Sunday. Dustin had managed to keep coming with Dave despite his mother's attempts to force him to go with her.
The sermon that they heard was as different as night and day from what the people of Bradford Thomas' church were used to hearing. The Lutheran minister spoke about showing Christ to the world by feeding the poor, helping the sick, and defending those who couldn't defend themselves. It was quite obvious that he was a person who took seriously the command to "love one's neighbor as one's self!
In the pastoral prayer, he asked for healing for all those sick in body and mind. Dustin felt like that man was praying directly for his mother. In this little town, it was likely that the story of yesterday's misadventures was widely known.
After the service was over, Dustin made sure to ask the pastor to pray for his mother's healing. As Dustin expected, the pastor said that he already was.
Gary was going to visit his wife. Norma and Geoff urged him to go to Cosgrove with them for lunch and visit her after they had eaten. Knowing that visiting hours wouldn't begin until after lunch, Gary took them up on the offer. He needed the company. He had to be with people who understood.
The families went in two cars to be flexible about return times. However, Dustin and Dave rode with him to Cosgrove so that he wouldn't be alone. They talked about most everything except what was weighing most heavily on their minds -- Mary. It was probably a good thing that they kept the conversation light.
After their pleasant meal, Gary grabbed the check and insisted on treating. He felt that he owed the Harrison's for all they had done for Dustin. It was a way for him to feel like he was thanking them, so they let him do it with little protest.
Gary decided that Dustin should go back with Dave rather than visit his mother. In the condition she had been in when she last saw him, it might trigger thoughts that he really was the devil. Dustin didn't mind passing on the visit. He secretly didn't want to see her for awhile anyway. This gave him an out.
Now that Dustin's mother was not at home, the boys wondered if they would be allowed to continue their residency at Greta's house during the school week.
Since none of the adults said anything to the contrary, the guys figured they would go to Bentonville in the early evening as had been planned.
When they were on their way to Dave's parent's house, Dustin's cell phone rang. It was Dane (and Colt, of course) on the other end.
"How soon are you coming home? We want to hear all the details about that nasty minister."
"Uh, how did you know about that?" Dustin asked.
"Hey, this is a small town and you live in a smaller one. Old lady, Reynolds' cousin lives next door to Grandma's friend Sonja who is the biggest gossip in Bentonville. She also lives a block from us. How many minutes do you think it took for the story to spread about a naked man walking around a church carrying a cross on his shoulders? You do the math!"
Dustin giggled. It was a happy sound that made everyone who heard it smile.
Dustin seemed more relaxed and freer than he had in some time. Dave squeezed his thigh.
"We will tell you ALL of the details later tonight. I'm sure that I know a few things that even two old biddies don't, because I was the cause of it."
"Whoa! I can hardly wait. Grandma says she expects you for dinner around 6:30. Is that cool with you?"
After a quick conference with Dave's parents, Dustin relayed to Dane that it was, indeed, cool with everyone.
Greta and her grandsons were putting the finishing touches on dinner when Dustin and Dave pulled into the drive. Colt ran to open the back door before either of the guys could get out a key. He hugged both in turn before ushering them into the kitchen.
The meal was served informally at the kitchen table, but the food was succulent enough to have come from a gourmet restaurant. Greta had spared nothing in creating a hearty meal that teenage boys could thoroughly enjoy digging into. As a result, conversation was kept to a minimum until their appetites began to be appeased.
"Well," Greta said. "I've heard from Sonja about the general craziness of that Bradford Thomas person, but I suspect that there is a lot more to it. Do you care to share?"
Dustin got a big grin on his face as he began to relate his story. After having a good sleep, he no longer felt any responsibility for sending the minister over the edge. He was still worried about his mother, but he shut that off in a corner of his mind and dwelt on the absurdity of the scene that he had helped to create. Before he was done, he had everyone in stitches. This time, he told it straight through from the fear of being branded to the sense of power as he fooled his would be captors into believing he was the Devil incarnate. When he told about them timing his gesturing to coincide with wind's blowing the curtain to make it look like he had levitated the figurine, Dane and Colt were laughing so hard that they had tears in their eyes. Greta was wiping at hers as well.
Greta and Colt cleared the table while Dane went to get part of their dessert from the pantry. (Dustin had jumped up to help, but Greta wouldn't let him. Colt also insisted that the other two boys stay seated.) Greta got some double-fudge ice cream from the freezer as Dane returned with a plate of brownies that he and Colt had baked from Greta's famous recipe. The triple dose of chocolate certainly didn't disappoint any of the boys who were confirmed chocolate lovers.
When dessert was finished, Greta asked the boys to join her in front of the fireplace in the family room. Dane put another log on the fire to keep it going. After they were all seated -- Dave and Dustin on the love seat, Dane and Colt on the sofa, and Greta in the recliner, Greta said that they needed to have a short family meeting.
"Dustin, I know that you may want to spend more time at home now that things have changed in your situation. However, I want you to know that I will be pleased if you decide to stay here for the rest of the school year. That goes for you too, Dave," Greta smiled. "If you want to live here part-time or full-time next year, that is also an option. At times, we sit down like this as a family to plan things or to fix problems. You two will always be included in any meetings we have, because you are now family."
Dave and Dustin got up to give Greta a hug. They were beginning to think of her as family too. Probably all eyes in the room were a little moist if anyone wanted to admit it.
"Our topic today is housecleaning. Dustin has been taking on the lion's share of chores. The rest of you need to make sure that he doesn't overdo it. I expect you to work this out among you. I know that activities aren't going to come to a halt just because cross-country is winding down. Dustin and Colt will be in wrestling practice, Dave will be in concert band, and Dane will be swimming. So, if each of you keeps a list of what needs to be done and takes care of that, all should be fine. And, if you get pressed for time, just tell me and I will take on some of your duties. I can still change beds and clean your bathroom, but I know that some guys would often rather do those things themselves."
Dane wondered if his grandmother could see his blushing in the soft light of the family room. He was the one who had begun taking on some of those chores because he didn't want her to see cum stains on his sheets.
Greta excused herself a few minutes later to go read the latest Janet Evanovich book she had borrowed from the library. Before she went to her room, she reminded the boys to turn in early because tomorrow was another school day.
Once upstairs, Dane invited the newest members of the family into the room he shared with Colton.
"We have a little gift for you. Colt's dads in the Twin Cities gave us something similar and we think you need it too."
Dane pulled out a package from the closet. It was wrapped in the Sunday comic strip pages and taped. As Dave and Dustin began to open it, they discovered a couple of large beach towels. Beneath the towels was a package which contained bottles of massage lotion in several different scents. They were labeled as non-toxic and edible. Dustin giggled because of the pictures going on in his head.
Finally, there was a book which described techniques for giving your lover an erotic massage. Dave's face lit up as his mental imaged began to match Dustin's.
"If it's okay with you, we want us all to strip to our underwear and Dane and I will demonstrate some of the basics." Colt said. "We are going to stop short of getting too personal, but I think we are all close enough and secure enough not to get jealous."
Everyone nodded as the shucked their outer garments. Dave and Dustin lay face-down on the bed while Dane straddled Dave's legs and Colt straddled Dustin's. The Johnson boys poured out some lime-scented lotion to warm in their hands before applying it to their "students." Using firm pressure, they worked on the boys' shoulders and backs. Then they moved down to work on their legs. Both Dave and Dustin were expressing their pleasure with slight moans.
When Dane and Colt got off of the bed, the other two turned on their sides and kissed. It was obvious by the bulges in their underwear that they had found the experience stimulating.
"Uh, I think you guys may want to go practice on each other," Colt giggled.
"Umm," was the only reply he received before the two arose hastily to depart for their own bedroom.
"Care to try some of those more advanced techniques on me?" Dane snickered.
"Avec plaisir!" Colt responded.
Colt's massage began with removing Dane's briefs with his teeth. It only got hotter from there. It wasn't long before the cousins were taking turns nibbling each other's nipples while rubbing that intimate spot between their balls and butt holes. That led to a quick, explosive session of sixty-nine.
From there, it was a short trip to dreamland.
In the room across the hall, Dave read some instructions from the book while Dustin tried them out. Then, they changed positions while Dustin read and Dave practiced. After a few minutes of experimentation, they threw the book on the floor and simply suckled each other's dicks. In the process, they confirmed that the lotion was, indeed, edible.
As they sensed their orgasms approaching, Dustin swung Dave around so that they could kiss deeply while humping their bodies together. The load they produced was nearly as large as the one had been that morning. When they stopped spewing, Dustin pulled the sheet and blanket over them. He wanted to fall asleep bonded to his lover. Perhaps this was the "glue" that would keep them together through life. Right now, he truly hoped that it would.
When Dave moved off of Dustin an hour later, the coating of massage oil proved to be a good parting agent. Otherwise, they would have lost a few pubes in the process.
Author's Notes:
A big thanks to all who wrote since I last listed you guys. I hope I didn't miss anyone! The usual suspects are here plus some new guys -- Joe, Rad, Jim C. Bill, Paul W, Rock H, Jim W, Don B, Mike K, Marco, Mike Angelo (who has a story under young friends: "Exploring with Joe."), David S, David B, Tim, Tom H, Mark and Andy, Daniel F, Richard C, Robert and Walt, Alfred P, Steven K, Allen M, and last, but not least, Jon (aka Joe Nathan). Some of you wrote several times -- thanks! I love to hear from you each time.
In the letters to the editor in our local paper recently, a heterosexual female who has been married for 40 years responded to some letters about gay marriage. She said, in part, that the only people who could diminish her marriage were her husband and her. She felt that granting other people those same rights would not take anything away from her.
My point in including this is that, despite some of the hate legislation passed this week, there are still ordinary people who want to see everyone treated equally. There is hope!
BTW, I'm a Democrat, so I wasn't terribly upset about the message that the voters sent to the Whitehouse! I have heard from a guy traveling in Europe who says the people there have a great deal more respect for Americans than they have had in the past several years. Live long and prosper, David