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Christopher Answers
Chapter 16
Gary and Tim left the Stadium parking lot and went to the Mall for a bite to eat. It didn't go by unnoticed to Gary that the only table open was the same one that Tom, Dave, Justin and Christopher sat in the previous Saturday. Gary noticed some of his friends at the other side of the mall watching them. Joe and Mike were on the baseball team also, John was not. Joe Panko played first base and Mike Vesca was the right fielder. John Gulley was a football player who didn't care much for baseball. All three of them were seniors.
If there were any doubt before, this sighting of Gary with Tim was the clincher. Most people at the school knew that Tim was gay. Gary choosing to fight alongside Justin and Tom at the game was probably proof enough.
His action was the equivalent of 'coming out'. They looked to him for guidance in the undeclared war on gays. He was the standard bearer, the 'shun' organizer. They would never understand how he could turn out now to be gay himself. Tomorrow was his day of reckoning and the little boy inside of him was terrified.
All Gary had to do though was look at Tim across from the table to know that he did the right thing. Gary didn't understand what ther was about Tim that made him want to swoop him up and carry him back home to his bedroom. Tim was cute, that was obvious, but there was something else besides the physical attraction. From their initial encounter, Gary had sensed a kindred spirit in Tim. It seemed like they had a shared destiny to fulfill, he just wasn't able to verbalize it. Tim was a good listener. This afternoon when Gary poured out his heart, Tim exhibited those traits as he just sat and let the words pour forth. Gary sought absolution and Tim gave it to him unconditionally.
After a quick burger and fries, they left the Mall. Tim walked just a half-step ahead and extended his hand to Gary. Gary's peripheral vision was able to capture the magnificent pair of buns that literally flowed as he walked. Gary drove in the direction of his home but stopped the car at the same hidden entrance to the trail where their troubles began.
"Do you trust me enough to go back up there? I would like to make that our special place. Please Tim, do this for my sake, I want to replace the bad memories with some good ones. Let's just park there and talk for a little while. There is so much I want to learn about you."
Tim was uneasy with the idea but nodded his agreement. Gary pulled off the main road and started the bumpy 2 mile trek up the fire trail. It was about 7PM and the light was starting to fade. He had to be careful, there were bushes and stumps to contend with and the fading light caused them to disappear from view.
Gary pulled his car behind the same clump of thick bushes and turned off the engine. The place was scary, especially at this time of the evening. Tim wondered if he had made another mistake. Gary by his own admission needed counseling, 'why did I agree to this'? he thought.
In the twilight, he could barely see Gary's face as he sat behind the wheel with his muscular back leaning against the car door. His legs were splayed open just like the last time. He thought he saw Gary pointing to his crotch in the same aggressive manner as before. Tim's heart pounded, his body trembled as his mind raced from one ugly possibility to another. The last scene had Gary with a shovel digging a grave, while his lifeless body lay a few feet away, beaten and raped. He closed his eyes trying to blot out the dire images until he heard Gary say in a voice that sounded like a frightened little boy, "I love you, Tim."
All Tim's fears dissipated at once. He opened his eyes, Gary had drawn his knees together, his body was slumped into a much smaller, defensive space. Sitting there was the seven year old boy again, longing to be stroked and held in Tim's loving embrace. Tim moved toward the middle of the seat, opened his arms and allowed the youngster to press his head under the crook of his arm.
Gary needed a lot of help. There was a small boy here who had never been allowed to grow and develop emotionally. He was scared, vulnerable and trapped inside the body of a fully developed, muscular young man. It would take a long time, Tim thought, but he wanted to be there to nurture and guide the boy, who he hoped would become his emotional and sexual equal.
Gary would have been content to stay wrapped securely in Tim's arms, he was terrified.
"Follow me", Tim said. He exited out the passenger side and Gary was directly behind. Compared to him, Gary was large by all standards. Yet here he was, the athlete, the senior, hanging on to every word of a smaller sophomore non-athlete. Strip out of those clothes, fold them and hand them to me. Without question, Gary did what he said. Tim knew what was best for him, Gary reasoned. Tim looked at the naked body, the covered head of Gary's cock framed in a bush of black pubic hair, the trail of black fuzz that shrouded his chest and back, he was a boy in a man's body. Tim quickly stripped off his own clothes, he was by contrast, thin and smooth, hardly the type to be in command of an athlete like Gary.
At this point, Gary needed orders, he needed to be told what to do, and when. Tim would perform this function for him until he could return to a normal state of mind. Gary was confused, untrusting of his instincts, a virgin in the art of making love. He needed love so much at this point and Tim was going to teach him, guide him through, and out to the other side.
Bend over, Tim said as he pressed his cock against the pucker of this giant boy/man. Gary gasped as the stiff cock of little Tim, the teacher, entered his body, like a hot poker. Gary's mind still rejected the thought of sex between men/boys. The bible, his father, all the teachings he had received were being violated. But it felt so right!
Tim placed his hands on Gary's hips and pumped until his seed exploded inside the virgin man. The act of their union made Gary feel so wanted. It was over ten years since he experienced being wanted by another male. Tim released him, telling him to turn around. He mouthed Gary's dark pubic bush and followed the trail of hair up to his pecs with his wet tongue. He settled on a nipple, wetting the sensitive pink tip and clamping down with his teeth. Gary had never felt such ecstasy, such a longing to used.
Tim's lessons moved swiftly. He stopped nursing Gary's nipple and suddenly turned, bent over and thrust his own ass cheeks outward. "Suck on it!" he commanded. Gary pushed his nose into the soft round globes of boyflesh, licking and tasting the tender offering presented to him. Gary broad tongued the sweet boy cheeks on each side of his teacher's pink pucker.
"Fuck me", Tim ordered.
Gary licked each cheek one last time and grabbed his throbbing cock at the tip. He centered it on Tim's tiny orifice and plunged headlong into it. He was lost in the forbidden territory of animal passion. Sex for purposes other than procreation, sex for pure animal, lustful pleasure were frowned on as the work of the devil. God created man to populate the earth, not enjoy himself while doing it! Gary's lustful seed let loose inside Tim, it was pleasurable beyond his wildest dreams.
Tim stood up, kissed Gary on the lips and ordered him to go back inside the car. Tim slipped in aside of him and they started to neck like two highschool sweethearts.
Tim's thoughts turned to Taylor. They were together nearly two years. 'Taylor West', what a great name! Tim always liked the sound of it. He remembered the day he saw Taylor and his family move into the large stone home at the end of his street. At first he thought that Taylor was a girl. His shoulder length brown hair glistened in the sunlight as he removed his shirt to accomodate the warm afternoon sun. Tim was only 12 years old and missed his friend Bobby, who moved out of the same house that Taylor was now going to occupy.
'Hey!', he called to Taylor in the timeless greeting of pre-teen new friends. 'Hey!', Taylor responded with a radiant smile, revealing a perfect set of straight, white teeth. His parents were probably still paying the bank who financed them.
Six months later, Tim and Taylor became lovers instead of just two good friends. Much to the dismay of his parents, Tim let his hair grow long just like his friend and their shared teen idol, 'Taylor Hanson'. Posters of the boy idol adorned the clubhouse walls that Tim and Bobby built. It sat in the woods bordering the back yards of the homes on their block. It was a happy time for the two of them. Tim wished he could somehow freeze the moment, making it last a lifetime.
Then Taylor seemed to change and demanded more from their sexual relationship than Tim was willing to give. Taylor who was larger than Tim, decided that he no longer needed to let Tim enter him. Tim loved him so much that he acquiesced to his demands. The more Tim gave into Taylor's aggressive style of lovemaking, the more Taylor tried to subjugate him into a submissive bottom-only boy. Tim's sense of self-worth finally re-emerged and he ended their relationship.
He had his hair cut to a normal length, the final signal to everyone that he and Taylor were no longer an item. Both Tim and Taylor's parents knew about their sexual preferences. Tim's parents were supportive of him and were somewhat sorry to see their son's romance end because they both loved Taylor like a second son. When Tim decided to cut his hair, they were very supportive of that also.
The very recent loss of his sexual partner lead to Tim's risky encounter with Gary in the corridor behind the movie theater seats. The one thing that linked Gary to Taylor was they were both uncut, just like Tim. Gary is better endowed by at least two inches and Tim found the change to be exciting. His recent breakup had left Tim in a highly aroused state of readiness to start another love partnership. Gary seemed to be the answer to his prayers.
It was coming up on 8 PM, Tim told Gary all about Taylor West. The little boy in Gary was glad that they had broken up. Tim was his new and closest friend. Gary needed a close friend more than anybody at exactly this period of transition in his life. His love for Tim seemed to grow stronger by the minute as Tim talked about his life and continued to gently stroke Gary's head, driving the demons from the mind they seemed reluctant to release.
"We have to go, Gary, its after 8 and my parents will be wondering what happened to me. Besides we both have school tomorrow and I need to finish a few homework assignments."
The little boy disappeared inside as Gary started the car and backed out of their special hiding place behind the bushes. He turned on the headlights and slowly drove back the now darkened trail toward the highway, some two miles below. There was a cloudy, moonless sky that cut off all light save the headlamps of the car. Even at the low rate of speed their car jolted several times after hitting some burrowing animal holes. About a mile and half down the trail, a fallen log that was avoided on the way up was now struck on the way down. The brake cable was caught and severed. Gary pumped them furiously but to no avail. The car picked up speed and hit a rock careening it into the trees just a few feet short of the macadamized highway near the fire trail entrance. Gary's head slammed into the windshield, breaking it. Tim was thrown to the floor on the passenger side and cracked his head on the dashboard as he fell. The hood popped open, plumes of hot steam released from the radiator. No movement could be detected inside.
Tim woke up and felt the lump on his forehead. He managed to sit on the seat and looked for Gary in the darkened interior of the car. He located the overhead light and flipped it on. Gary was pinned up on top of the dashboard, blood was everywhere. Tim tried to wake him, but he didn't move. He felt for a pulse, there was none!
"Oh God!, NOooooo!! Tim screamed at the top of his lungs.
Gary and the little boy inside him were both dead. Tim draped himself over Gary's lifeless body and stroked his hair. Just for the briefest of moments, he thought he saw a wispy spirit leave the broken body of his friend. The form seemed to be smiling down on him, trying to communicate that peace had finally come to Gary Watkins. A peace denied to him in life was certain to be his throughout eternity.
Whether it was an apparition or just the fervent hope of Tim's mind didn't really matter. It gave Tim comfort to know that his friend was finally free from the demons that tormented him for most of his brief life here on earth. Tim knew that God would not punish this boy anymore. His punishment was already time-served. It would not follow him into an afterlife. God opened his arms and received him. Of this Tim had no doubt, Gary Watkins sins were all forgiven.
end chapter 16
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