Tales from Bentonville, Chapter 93
By David Lee
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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 93
School on Monday was a half-day as it usually was for the beginning of the year. Most of it was spent on getting the customary introductions to new classes with all of their rules and expectations. That was followed by an assembly in the gym. Several new teachers were introduced including a new P.E. man who would also take over the duties of coaching the wrestling team. He had coached in a larger district with an impressive record for five years before coming to Bentonville. Among the teachers and senior students there were those who wondered why he would choose to come to a smaller school where the pay would be less. But, it was a good place to raise kids after all. Perhaps that was his motive.
The main topic for the rest of the assembly was a review of the code of conduct for Bentonville High. The upper classmen had heard most of it before, but there was renewed stress on the anti-bullying campaign.
Mr. Haggerty also put emphasis on getting involved in wholesome activities. He mentioned the new swing choir, an array of sports teams, and a number of clubs including the gay/straight alliance. The ninth-graders were in awe of the large menu of opportunities that were presented to them.
Among the freshmen were Jared and Logan who high-fived Dane, Dustin, Dave, and Colt as they left the gym upon dismissal. It made them feel pretty cool in the new school having friends in the senior class.
Dave and Dustin were headed for the Manson farm because Bob needed their help. They took Jared with them so that he wouldn't have to ride the bus. He appreciated it a lot, wishing that he could stay in town some of the nights, but knowing that he was needed by his father to aid in running their operation.
Dane and Colt were heading for Camelot. They would have it to themselves because Greta had temporarily come out of retirement to substitute for an elementary school principal who was having a baby. The guys invited Mike and Brent to go along.
"We'll need to go home to get our swimming suits," Brent said. "We should also make sure it's okay with our parents."
"Why don't you give them a call on my cell," Colton suggested. "You won't need suits unless we take the boat out and we have plenty of spare ones at the cottage."
Less than an hour later, Colt and Dane were bringing out tarps, lotion, and towels for sunning nude. Their young friends were eager to ditch their clothes.
"This is going to make me sooo horny," Brent exclaimed. "We may have to excuse ourselves pretty soon."
"If you need privacy, that's fine. You can use the loft or one of the bedrooms." Colt suggested. "But, if you want to show off, we won't object."
"I thought you said we shouldn't do it in public," Brent answered.
"Does this look like a public place to you?" Dane snickered.
"Are you gonna do it?" Mike wanted to know.
"Sure, if it doesn't offend you," Colt grinned.
"We'd love to watch how seniors do it," Brent beamed.
A few minutes later, both couples were making out. Brent and Mike would stop to watch every once in awhile and then go back to stimulating each other using whatever technique the older boys were using. It was a turn-on for everyone.
The younger pair had tried a majority of the things that Dane and Colt did, but there were some new ones. Dane stood up while Colt knelt in front of him to suck his balls and the area behind them. Then, Dane pulled back slightly and teased Colt by slapping his cock across Colt's lips and cheeks. The other boys had to try that too. It was hot!
When they were both dripping precum like faucets, Colt and Dane got into the sixty-nine position. They wet their middle fingers to ease the way to each other's prostate gland. That action nearly made Brent and Mike cum simply from watching. They thought that they'd try it too. The mere grazing of their fingers across the other's rosebud was more than either could take. Both shot thick loads into each other's mouth. Their moans of pleasure signaling their release helped push the older boys over the edge.
In the afterglow, everyone was flushed with excitement.
"That was the hottest ever!" Brent exclaimed.
By the middle of the week, most of the students had become accustomed to school and felt like they were back in the old routine. Life got busy with practices, rehearsals, club meetings, and all of the other activities that they were used to doing. Oh, yes, there were also classes and homework.
Everyone had either cut down on work hours or given up their summer jobs completely. Dave and Dustin had not moved back in with Dane and Colt yet because they were still helping on the Manson farm. Jared loved having them there because it meant that he didn't have to ride the school bus. However, with all of the studying and activities that they had to do, this situation could not go one all winter.
Bob Manson had finally received a large settlement from the manufacturer of the tractor involved in his accident and was looking for a hired man to live in the trailer and help with operations. He had interviewed a couple of good prospects already. Dave was hoping to be able to finish work on the farm soon. Band activities, on top of everything else, were stressing him out.
On the last day of August, Darrin came home from his shift with the rescue squad to find John clad in a pair of sheer boxers that hid none of his attributes. Darrin smiled broadly as he enveloped his lover in his strong arms.
"What's the special occasion?" he asked.
"I thought we could start the honeymoon early," John explained. "I just got wind that a judge in Polk County is going to declare the Iowa law forbidding same-sex marriages unconstitutional. That means we can go to Des Moines to apply for a marriage license! You're off and I traded with Bill so we could be on the next shift together."
"Yeah, let's do it! Do you want to start the honeymoon before or after dinner?"
"Both," John snickered.
"Better join me in the shower so we can get part one finished before Dan comes home hungry as a bear."
As soon as they were clean and dried off, Darrin hurried to their bed and lay on his back with his knees pulled up toward his chest. There was no missing that invitation, and John certainly didn't.
When Dan did come home, dinner was nearly ready. He noticed that his brother and Darrin were in an especially goofy mood. He suspected that they might have had a bit of "quality time" while he was working-out in the weight room with Cory.
Dessert was a brownie topped with chocolate ice cream, pecan pieces, and a dollop of real whipped cream. It was something that Miss Charlotte had loved to make. It was a treat, but it made them all (especially Dan) aware of the fact that their surrogate grandmother was no longer with them.
The sweet sadness of Dan's memories was soon washed away by the announcement that the older guys made. Dan was delighted at the idea of his brother marrying Darrin. He called Cory as soon as the dishes were cleared.
Cory came over to celebrate the news and everyone indulged in another small helping of dessert. Cory jokingly offered to be "maid of honor" if they needed his services.
Dan was invited to sleep over at Cory's place and that left John and Darrin alone in the big house. As soon as the younger boys had gone, John began to strip Darrin of his clothing. He had no more than pulled Darrin's jeans and underwear to the floor than he knelt and engulfed the flaccid piece of meat hanging there to tempt him. It didn't stay soft for long as John applied his best oral techniques. Darrin was oozing a steady stream of precum despite having made love a few hours before.
Darrin managed to stop John long enough to strip him naked too and carry him to the elevator.
"I know this isn't as romantic as carrying you up the stairs, but I've had a long, hard day and I want to keep up my strength to see this through." Darrin said.
"Hmm, you have been long and hard today," John quipped.
"I'll give you long and hard," Darrin giggled. "Wait until I massage your tonsils from the other end!"
"YES!" John responded. "It's my turn to get laid and don't fuss at me for saying that!"
And it was John's turn to play bottom. Darrin started slowly and gently, but at John's urging ended up giving him a good pounding. There were times when in the heat of lust, John wanted it a bit rough. Darrin was always careful not to get too carried away. It would disturb him greatly if he actually caused his lover pain.
The next morning, they were up early making breakfast because they were eager to get on the road for the nearly three hour drive to the state capitol. It was just as well that Dan had stayed over with Cory because he would not have to be up to eat for another hour or so.
The drive seemed to take longer than usual because they were excited to get to their destination. However, in reality, they made very good time.
Once in the courthouse, the guys had to stand in a long line of other same-sex couples who had come to apply too. There was a mood of joy and anticipation as people visited while waiting their turn.
One pair of guys from Iowa State University in Ames said that they had a minister lined up and were going to tie the knot immediately. They had waited long enough for this day to arrive and weren't going to put it off until their families could fly in to participate.
Darrin and John had just received their license when the process came to a sudden halt. The same judge who had made the ruling was placing a moratorium on issuing any more licenses and the ones that were issued could not be used. The two guys who had darted off to get their union sealed would be the only same-sex couple to be legally married in the state -- at least for the foreseeable future.
Of course John and Darrin were very disappointed. But, they did have a license at least and might be able to put it to use someday. However, it was likely to expire before any ruling was handed down by the state supreme court.
In the mean time, they thought that they could try going to another state to get wed. Their union might not be recognized by Iowa, but it would make them feel better. At the very least, they were going to see a lawyer about giving each other power of attorney in case of serious illness. That could save them some hassle in the future.
Since they had gone all that distance, they decided to visit the botanical gardens and take a tour of the capitol building. That way, their trip wouldn't be completely wasted.
Dane and Colt went out to the cottage alone on Friday night. Greta, DJ, and family would join them on Sunday afternoon. The boys were eager to take advantage of the lake opportunities when they could, knowing that free weekends with good weather were at a premium during the school year.
They were naked and half asleep in the sun when they heard the buzzer signaling that someone was at the gate. They quickly put on shorts and pressed the control to allow the car to come in. At first they weren't sure who either of their visitors was.
As a man emerged from the passenger side of the car, the boys recognized him.
"I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Chuck Mason, the architect who designed the modular cottage that Mr. Masterson built next door. It seems like you were in this same spot when we met the first time."
The boys blushed, remembering what he had caught them doing that time.
"I hope that you remember Robby Crouser too," Chuck continued.
"Of course," the boys said in concert.
"We have iced tea and pop in the cottage; please join come in and catch us up on your lives," Colt offered.
The men followed the teens in. Chuck began the narrative, but Robby soon joined in to tell his side of the story.
"After we talked that day, I took your advice and decided to file for divorce. My wife was so agreeable that I felt like I'd been an idiot not to have left her earlier. It seems that she had her eye on a guy at the bank and wasn't upset about my leaving. Anyway, I had taken a bunch of detailed photos of the Masterson cottage for my portfolio and fortunately they got deleted when I accidently recorded over them on the disk."
"Fortunately?" Dane asked.
"Yes. If I hadn't messed up, I'd never have met Robby! I had to come back to retake them. Rhys was very kind to give me a key and the run of the place."
Robby continued the story: "I was here trying to get things settled after my mother was arrested. I was really in a foul mood and wishing I had someone to talk to. I was sitting alone in a booth at the café when Chuck came in. He looked as tired and down as I felt. There was no place for him to sit since the restaurant was packed and there was a line of people waiting. So, I took pity on him and asked if he would like to join me. I hadn't ordered yet."
"Of course I took him up on the offer," Chuck added. "We had a great time getting acquainted. I'm not sure how it came up, but we discovered that we both knew you guys and Alex and Joel. That gave us a starting point. We both felt more alive as dinner progressed."
"He also took me up on my offer of a place to stay," Robby grinned. "The motel was closed for remodeling and he was going to have to drive to Cosgrove to have a place to sleep."
"Robby's offer was a lifesaver! I had a few more shots that I wanted to take with better morning light and I would have had to have gotten up really early to drive in the next morning. He was very gracious to offer the guest room at his mother's place."
"Chuck was so cute!" Robby bubbled. "I really wanted to take him in my arms and make love to him, but I was afraid that he would be offended, so I didn't offer to share my own bed."
"Not until we had e-mailed for about two month," Chuck continued. "We kept telling each other more details about our hopes and feelings until we decided to take a short Caribbean cruise together. It's a lot less expensive to share a cabin..."
"On the first night, we came back to our room after having enjoyed a show and a couple of drinks. I guess the alcohol broke down my inhibitions, because I took him in my arms when we got in the door." Robby grinned.
"And I certainly didn't resist!" Chuck smiled.
"Are you guys staying in Bentonville tonight?" Dane asked.
"We figured on trying out the remodeled motel because I hate being in the old house," Robby answered.
"Why don't you stay here?" Dane suggested. "We'd love to have you. You can get some sun and enjoy the lake. We have it to ourselves until Sunday afternoon."
Robby and Chuck had a brief discussion and agreed that it would be a treat. They would take the boys up on the offer, but only on the condition that they could treat them to dinner at a good place. The boys were pleased to accept.
For the next couple of hours all four were basking naked in the sun. The men were a bit shy at first about baring it all, but the boys soon put them at ease.
"We're all guys with the same kind of equipment and we promise not to do anything naughty in your presence," Colt joked. "We won't promise about what happens in our own bed after the lights are out!"
"We won't tell if you don't," Robby assured them.
Nothing happened except for enjoying the sun. Well, they all got at least semi-hard from being naked with someone they didn't know that well, but that was all.
After awhile, they put on trunks and rode around the lake for a bit before showering for going out.
What happened in the privacy of the loft and one of the downstairs bedrooms was never revealed and was no one's business. After a leisurely breakfast the next morning Robby and Chuck went on their way. They exchanged e-mail addresses with the guys so that they could stay in touch.
"We'll invite you to our commitment ceremony next summer," Chuck promised. "We want Joel and Alex there too if they can make it. You guys could all be our attendants because, unknowingly, you all had something to do with our getting together."
Dane and Colt said that they would do their best to keep the date open as soon as it was set.
Author's notes: Happy Easter season for those of you who observe it.
Thanks to all who have written recently -- Mel, Jim We, Rad, David S, Luiz, David B, Paul R, Carroll, Ray, Jonas, Tom A, and Tim P. A special thanks to Tom H who continues to edit for me on every chapter.
Yes, we actually have one pair of guys who got legally married in the state of Iowa before the moratorium went into effect. They are (or were) both students at Iowa State in Ames, IA.
David