teen2b slow)(35/56)
The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of the author.
If you are looking to get off quick, read something else. This story is presented in serial form and you'll read a lot of background, before you get any mindblowing sex scenes.
If you are bothered by same sex relationships, read no farther. This is a story about the interaction of males with each other in a fanciful setting. It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story.
Thanks to those who are encouraging me to continue with the presentation of this series.
I have not acknowledged e-mails, instead using my time to write. I do appreciate hearing from you. Hope that you continue to enjoy. LJB
To Fulfill a Prophesy
Section 35
Kevin - Wednesday morning (cont'd)
Jason came up to my room to get Tim and me for dinner Tuesday night. He was a little funny about how he acted toward me. He talked to Tim, but hardly said a word to me at all. When we sat down at the table, Jason traded seats with Dale, so he sat on Tim's opposite side from me. All through dinner he chatted with Tim. And Tim talked back with him. I was left out and it was starting to annoy me.
There were classes at the `dojo' tonight and Dale told me he wanted me to attend. Tim was not going to, until Jason talked him into it. I was in the beginner class and as a visitor, Tim was not in a class. Jason went and worked with him alone, just the two of them, until Dale called Jason over and set him to another task. Dale then spent some time with Tim. The community swim, after lessons was fun. Lots of people in and around the pool. I noticed that Tim spent some time with Davey and Jamie and Jason seemed to be with him the rest of the time.
Later that evening, we spent some time in the Games Room. The older guys had some beer to drink and we younger guys had pop. After we had been there for a while, I suggested quietly to Tim we should head up to my room and go to bed. He told me Dale had asked him to bring me to his suite, when I was ready for bed. Apparently Tim had agreed to the four of us spending the night together. I had no idea what was happening. My mind couldn't think. I didn't want to share Tim with Jason. I didn't want Tim to see me with Dale. What was I going to do ? I didn't have any choice here. Dale had issued the instruction and I was his to use as he wished. What was I going to do ?
Dale and Jason were saying `good night' to everyone and Tim was too. I went along with them, because I couldn't think of anything else to do. When we arrived at the suite, everyone immediately headed to the bedroom.
"Don't you want to sit and talk for awhile ?" I asked, but no one seemed to hear me. I followed them into the bedroom. Tim was starting to undress.
"Tim, let Jason do that for you." Dale said. Tim stopped and Jason immediately started to unbutton his shirt.
"Kevin." Dale called and snapping his fingers, pointed to the floor beside him. I knelt next to him and started to undress Dale.
"Tim." Dale said. "Seeing as you have already had Kevin and I've had Jason a lot, let's switch them tonight and explore some new ground." This was worse than I had expected. Dale said he was going to give me to someone else, but now he was going to have me for himself and let Tim be with Jason.
"I don't want to do this." I looked around to see who had said that and found, it had been me. I didn't mean to say it, it just spilled out. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me.
"What did you say ?" Dale asked me. I didn't know what to do. Tears started running down my cheeks. I shouldn't be speaking. I didn't mean to speak, it just came out. I knew I would be punished, but I just couldn't stop myself.
"I don't want this." I said again. "I don't want Tim touching anyone, but me. I don't want Jason, or anyone else but me, touching Tim. I love him. I want to belong to him. I need him."
"You understand what this means, don't you ?" Dale asked me, sternly. I looked at him and was surprised that his eyes didn't look angry.
"That I'm going to get the worst beating I've ever had ?" I guessed.
"That, would be up to Tim." Dale replied. "It means, I will no longer be your Master. If I give you to Tim, it means you will belong to him and will have to rely on him for guidance and caring and love." I looked over at Tim and he nodded to me.
"Yes, Dale." I begged as sincerely as I had ever asked for anything. "Can Tim please have me ? I'll still love you, for all you have done for me, but I need to belong to him. He is my lover and I need him, more than anything else in the world."
"Tim, if you want Kevin, come and take him." Dale said. Before I could move, Tim's strong hands pulled me up off the floor and his arms wrapped around my waist. He kissed me. It was a kiss filled with love and caring and passion. As I clung to his lips, I felt him reach down and unzip my pants. His hands pushed my trousers and underwear just below my hips, exposing my butt. As the kiss broke, he pulled me over to the bed, sat down on the end of it and bent me across his knees. Twice, hard, solid smacks of his hand landed squarely on my exposed butt.
"You now belong to me," he told me forcefully, "and I want to make sure you never forget it." He let me loose and I stood up quickly and rubbed my now sore butt.
"Pull your pants up and get upstairs to our room." he instructed me. "I'll be there in a couple minutes and I want you in bed, waiting for me."
"Yes, Sir." I replied enthusiastically and headed out the door. As I was leaving, I glanced back and saw the three of them sharing a hug, with big smiles on each of their faces. I didn't care what their little game had been, I had my man, my Master, my Tim and he now had me. That's all that really counted. I rubbed my sore butt once more as I headed out the door.
When Tim came into our room, he made a point of locking the door. He turned toward me and stood looking at me, laying naked on the exposed sheets of the bed.
"I understand this bed has not yet been used." It was more of a statement than a question. I shook my head. "So this is now going to be `our' bed." Again a statement, to which I nodded. "You can come over here and undress me." That was an order and I leapt off the bed and raced over to him. When I reached him, he grabbed my arms and turned me around. I realized he was checking the imprint on my butt, where he had smacked me.
"Is it red ?" I asked. He nodded. "I will always remember." I promised.
"Make sure you do." he told me. "I realize you have had three Masters in the past month, but you now have the final one. Don't forget it." His voice had the edge of danger in it, but I could hear more love and caring come through in his message. He spun me back around and kissed me hard. It was a kiss of passion and it burned into me far deeper than the hand imprints on my butt. I was on fire. I had to have my man. On me. In me. Possessing me in every way we could find. I tore his clothes off, not having any regard for buttons or zippers or arms or legs. The flame was consuming me.
I was on the bed and Tim was holding me down as he stroked my body, kissed my face and chest and biting my hard, pointed nubs. I was burning, but my lover was still inciting me to higher and higher levels of passion. Then he was in me, with my legs pressed against his shoulders on one side and my chest on the other. I don't remember moving into this position, but I do recall his entering me. How anything could be more ablaze than my body with passion, I don't know, but his love stick burned me anew, as it pressed and glided through my sheath. The heat from his ram scorched me, as it entered and withdrew from me. I wanted and needed his fluid to cool my fires, but he was in no hurry to relieve my desperation. His fiery pole entered and withdrew in a slow rhythmic motion, stoking my fire each time it crossed the hard, knobby wick within me.
Suddenly, I realized my cock, rigidly thrusting between our two abdomens, had spilled my fluids with a furry, coating us with my liquids, but not sating the fire burning within me. It continued. He thrust and withdrew, thrust and withdrew, with the precision of a machine, pushing its piston in and out of a cylinder casing. It went on and on and my fires raged within my body and mind. I could hear the groans and roars which flew from my mouth with no conscious control from my brain. I named my lover a thousands different ways, as my mind raged, broiled and simmered by the heat of his flaming torch thrusting inward and sucking outward. Then, I recognized it. A ball of fire, growing deep within me and consuming all of me as it grew. The thrusting stopped and the pressure built as he forced his entire body into my limited tunnel. His liquids erupted into me, striking the fire ball and causing an explosion which engulfed all of existence. At the same time, I again sprayed between us, cooling the ashes which remained from my prior offering. I was gone from this world and floated into an endless sky, wrapped in the body of my love, my Tim.
When I opened my eyes, Tim was wiping my stomach and chest with a warm, damp cloth, removing the residue of the two loads I had ejected. He had already cleaned himself. He leaned over and kissed me lightly and then rolled me over on top of himself, so I was draped over his body with my head laying in the crook of his neck. He lightly stroked my back, shoulders and the back of my arms with the tips of his fingers. The sensation was comforting.
"I've never, ever, felt anything like that before." I whispered to him.
"It was terrific." he responded. "It truly does make a difference when you are in love with someone." Tears flooded from my eyes. I had someone who loved me and I loved him, more than anything else. I was finally safe again. I said `good bye' to Mark.
Dale - Wednesday morning
I heard the knock on our door. Jason was closest, so he went out to see who was there. I finished getting dressed.
"You have a caller." Jason remarked as he came back in the bedroom. I looked over at him, but he gave no indication who was waiting for me. I went out to the lounge area.
"Good morning, Davey." I said, pleased to see our young friend.
"Morning, Dale" he replied with a big smile. "Hope I'm not rushing you this early in the morning." I assured him he was not. "Dale, we need to talk to you and a little of your help. Would you be able to come up to my room for a little while before breakfast ?"
"You wait a moment, while I get my things and I'll come with you right now." I answered him. He nodded and seemed pleased. I went back to my bedroom, put on my watch, grabbed my pocket fillers and I was ready to go.
When we walked through the door of Davey and Denny's room, I found all four boys were there. Denny looked well and Kevin and Jamie were sitting beside him on his bed.
"Dale, we need you to promise us, what goes on here, what you see and what is said, will stay only with you." Davey told me as he locked the bedroom door. "You can not tell anyone. Not our Dads. Not even Jason."
"You know I can only do that, if none of this jeopardizes the safety of any of you." I told them. They assured me it would not and so I promised.
"We all trust you, Dale." Jamie told me. "We have chosen to share some special knowledge with you."
"The first thing we must do is to make sure Denny has properly healed." Kevin said. "We need you to stay at that door and make sure no one disturbs us." I nodded and took a stance in front of the door.
They went about what they were going to do without any discussion. Denny lay down on his bed, with his head at the foot of the bed. This seemed strange, until I saw the other three boys moved around him, one on each side and the third standing at the foot of the bed. If he had been right way around, his head would have been toward the wall and no one could have been at his head. Logical, I thought.
The three boys joined hands, which made them form the shape of a triangle over Denny's body. They stood there quietly for a few moments without moving or speaking. I thought nothing was happening, but I suddenly realized Denny's body was rising off his bed and he was levitating about a foot above it. As I watched, Denny's body started to glow, no it didn't, it was more that a light shone from around his body, encircling it. The light was pink in colour at first, but I saw that from where each of the three boys' hands joined one to the other, a bright yellow light shone down on Denny. As they continued, the light around Denny became brighter and changed from pink to the yellow of the other lights. When the light encircling Denny was the same as the others, the lights all disappeared and Denny settled back down to his bed. The boy's then released each other.
"You have earned one question." Davey said turning to me. I was stunned. I had a thousand questions.
"Why me ?" I blurted out. It was the question, I had asked several times since coming to work for Ted and McAdams Corp.
"Your question has three answers." Davey responded. "You deserve all three. The first answer is, `Because you are you.'."
"The second answer," Jamie told me, "is, `Because you were not quite sure.' You wanted to believe The Prophesy, but you just couldn't quite come to accept it."
"The third answer is, `Because we want you to be our Protector.'." Kevin answered. "You already are the Protector, you just don't know it yet. We are going to give you a chance to withdraw. There are three things you must know, the others don't, before you decide what to do."
"The first," Davey started, "is that there are two errors in the translation of The Prophesy,. They will make a significant difference to you."
Tim Wright - Wednesday evening
"Why are you crying ?" I asked as gently as I could. It had been a pretty heavy session and I had some fear Kevin might have been hurt by all the wild thrashing he had done.
"I just said `good bye' to Mark, my brother." he answered. "That part of my life has truly ended and I have begun the rest of my life with you." I didn't have any response for what he had said, so I just wrapped my arms around him and hugged him even tighter to me as I kissed the top of his head.
No matter how intense the activity, I don't usually lose my erection after sex for a long while and if I am the least bit stimulated, I can stay erect for hours at a time. Kevin soon realized, I was still up and asked to sleep as we had the first time, on our sides and joined together. I acceded to his wishes and he moved us around, so we were spooned, snuggled tightly together. Several times during the night, I woke to find him humping his pelvis on my rigid mast and we ended up making slow love, filled with sensations and thrills as we stimulated and caressed each other. He had changed. He was intent on giving pleasure and sharing his love with me, not seeking to be comforted, only for his own fulfillment.
When I woke in the morning, he was no longer in our bed. The bathroom door was closed and I waited patiently for him to return. When he did appear, he was dressed and ready to leave the room.
"I have something I have to do before breakfast. I've asked Jason to come up and go to breakfast with you and I will meet you there." he told me. "Is that okay ?" he asked with a worried look on his face.
"I have no desire to control you, Kevin." I said. "you don't need my permission to do the things you need to do, or normally do. We are going to be partners. You can forget the terms slave' and Master'." He came over to the bed and hugged and kissed me.
"I love you so much I can't even tell you." he purred to me.
"Just keep thinking that way." I told him.
After he was gone, I slipped into a nice hot shower. Just as I was drying, there was a knock at the door and Jason stuck his head in. I waved him in.
"Don't mind me." he teased. "I might look, but I don't touch."
"Sounds like a good rule to me." I laughed. "Everything went very well last night."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that." he answered. "It would have been a shame to put in all the work and then have you flub it up, when you got up here." He held up his hand with a rigid index finger extended and slowly let it wilt `til it hung downward.
"Not here you sot." I laughed again with him. "I was talking about how well it went at your place, with Kevin taking a stand and making his decision known. Things went better here than even I expected."
"That's great." Jason cheered. "I think Dale must have been pleased, `cause I got made happy last night as well." I looked over at him and we both started laughing out loud. I think he might have been trying to see if he could fluster or embarrass me, but he would have to learn, he had a long way to go, before he'd get a reaction to his kidding. I was dressed and ready by this time, so we headed on down to the cafeteria to meet everyone else.
When we arrived for breakfast, everyone apparently was there, except for the four boys and Dale. No one was exactly sure where they were, but when Jason said Dale was likely with them, no one appeared too concerned about them. As most of us finished eating, they arrived as a group and after collecting their food, descended on us like the plague of locusts. The noise level increased significantly and I noted, everyone seemed to love it.
"How are you feeling, Denny ?" his Dad asked. Denny had just taken a big bite from a banana and could not respond to Ted, even though he made an attempt.
"He's fine now, Dad." Davey spoke up. "We made sure of it this morning." Ted looked a little dubious. "It's okay, Dale was there, Dad." Ted looked to Dale and Dale nodded his head, assuring everyone that everything was fine.
"I feel really good, Dad." Denny now spoke up, his mouth finally being clear. "What are we going to do today ?"
"After we all finish eating, we are going to the Sitting Room to have a meeting, to bring everyone up to date on everything that's been happening." Dean told us.
The Sitting Room was near the front of the house, by the Games Room and Library. It was a quiet place, with tasteful chairs, couches and furnishings spaced throughout it. There was room for about thirty people to lounge comfortably in it. The seating had been turned, so it all faced in one direction to accommodate a speaker standing at the front of the group. People started filtering in as they finished their breakfast. I recognized one young man, I had not met, from having attended the `dojo' and community swim last night. In the space of about 10 minutes, everyone had arrived.
"If I could have your attention, please," Dean called out, "we will try to make this as brief as possible, so everyone can get on with their planned activities." The room became silent and everyone gave Dean their attention. "This is not a formal meeting, so please feel free to contribute. We have a bit of material to cover. Some of it you will know, some will be new to you. If you can hold individual questions to the end, your question may be answered before we get to it."
"Items on my agenda are as follows." he continued. "This afternoon, Jamie and Digger will return to their school. They will be back here Friday afternoon for the coming weekend."
"Jamie's birthday is Saturday. Davey's birthday was three weeks ago. Kevin's birthday was a month ago and Denny's was six months ago, but he's never had a birthday party. Saturday evening, we are going to have some special entertainment to celebrate everyone's birthday, past and present. Everyone is invited. Mixed company means that bathing suits will be required in the pools all of Saturday. Dress is casual. No presents are to be brought on Saturday."
"Friday evening, the `family' and invited guests will celebrate all the boys' birthdays with a dinner. Dress is dress-up, not formal. Presents are optional." Dean sat down and Ted stood up.
"For those of you who may not have yet met him," Ted started, "I want to introduce Tim Wright. Stand up Tim." I did. "Tim is joining our staff as the castle' Teacher. He has a Bachelor's degree in Education and has taught English and Literature for two years. Thanks, you can sit now, Tim." I did. I could see Kevin was about to burst. There had been no opportunity to tell him about the offer I had accepted and he had been putting off talking about my leaving. I don't think he could decide whether to cheer or cry. I wrapped my arm around him and he hugged me so tight I could barely breath. "Tim will be resident in the castle'. In about six months, he will be offering classes and tutoring to staff to upgrade their education and obtaining their GED (General Education Diploma) certificates."
"Brian, stand up please. For those who do not know Brian Taylor, he is a Corporal with our corporate security force. He is now responsible for the operation of the Security Observation Room, here at the `castle'. He will also be responsible for security and scheduling when the team is absent from the estate. Thank you, you can sit down Brian. I should further note that Brian is a certified Life Guard and Swimming Instructor and will be providing instruction at various times through the year at the pools." For some reason, Ted stared at Mr. Chen during the entire time he spoke about swimming instruction.
"There will be a shopping trip going out this afternoon. Denny, Davey and Kevin are out to have fittings done at Mr. Peters, the tailor, this morning. Mr. Smythe, the barber is in tomorrow. Book appointments with Mr. Chen."
"Are there any questions or further comments anyone wishes to make ?" Ted asked. There was no response from anyone. "Everyone have a good day." Ted walked over to the boys. "Having Denny sick has put Dean behind in the work he has to deal with, so if you don't mind, I'm going to stay and help him and ask some of the other guys to take you for your fittings and shopping."
"That's okay, Dad." Denny told him. "The Protector will go with us."
"And who is The Protector ?" Ted asked the boys.
"That would be me." Dale volunteered. "It seems I have been given a new title, according to my young friends. They stuck me with it this morning, before I even had any breakfast." Ted's eyes narrowed as he looked at Dale.
"Okay, Dale." Ted said. "You can be the Protector. Maybe we'll talk about it later on." There was a lot of smiling, but Ted, Dale and Davey all appeared to have theirs' pasted on.
"He can tell." Dale told the boys, as Ted walked away.
"It'll be all right." Davey counseled him. "Just tell him what you need to, so you don't have to lie. He trusts you."
"That's the problem." Dale muttered. "I want him to be able to trust me."