A Deep Love
By
James
Disclaimer
This is a story of love and sexual situations between consenting teenagers. Should you be offended by such material, then do not read any further.
Dedication
This Chapter is dedicated to my best friend named Kyle. He's helped me through some rough times here lately and according to him, I've been a comfort to him as well. So this is for you Kyle. I can't tell you enough just how good of a friend you've been to me Kyle. I love you. Enjoy.
Chapter 9
David got up Monday morning and discovered that it was going to be a rainy day outside that day. Not that he had a problem with that; he enjoyed rainy days and this was no exception. He got up and got showered then he dressed.
He then went in to the kitchen to join his brothers for breakfast.
I watched David as he entered the kitchen and he looked extremely happy that morning. He got some of the eggs and bacon that my mom and I put together and he sat down acrossed from me. I didn't really know what had him so happy that morning, but judging from the smile on his face, the smile reminded me of the ones Josh and I had on our faces in the beginning of our relationship. Well actually, the smiles we still have a lot of the time. I was thinking that he had or was about to find someone special.
"So what are you so happy about this morning David?" I asked.
"I think you'll find out soon," he said cryptically.
"Really," Josh inquired. "This sounds interesting."
"Does this have to do with Cory Evans?" Patrick asked him.
"Maybe," David said smiling even wider now.
"I think I understand now," I interjected.
"I'm so excited to meet him today," David said.
"He does sound like a nice guy from what you've told me of him," I said.
I hope you guys become good friends," Bengy said.
"Thanks," David said.
Once breakfast was finished, we went on our way to school. We arrived there and when we entered the building, we saw Jon and Danny standing by my locker. They appeared to be upset and they were talking and pointing at me and Josh. I went over to them and stood there watching them.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Well, you remember when they found those three boys?" Danny asked me.
"What three boys?" I asked.
"It was Damien Allen, Robin Lee, and Jon Dean," Jon said.
"Yeah. The news talked a lot about it and how Larry Marks was seriously injured by Robin in self-defense."
"Well, the three boys will be coming to our school today and they'll be in all of our classes," Jon said.
"So why do you guys seem so upset?" I asked them.
"Because Larry marks was released from jail two days ago on bond," Danny said.
"That son of a bitch," Patrick said angrily.
I didn't know he had come to my side until I heard him say that.
"It'll be alright," I tried to reassure him.
"Nothing will be alright until that bastard is on an autopsy table," Patrick said then ran to the rest room.
We got through our first four classes and then we got to our fifth period Science class and that's when I saw him.
He stood there leaning on a support cane and listening as the teacher talked to him and handed him some papers.
"This is your schedule," the teacher said.
"Okay," I heard a computerized voice say.
I looked carefully as the boy typed on a black keyboard that hung down like a necklace.
They talked a little more, and then the teacher led him over to us. We all stood there and I wasn't sure what everyone else thought, but I thought the boy was absolutely hot. He had red hair, a pail complexion and he had light blue eyes that looked at all of us with a warm friendliness. He got up to me first and switched hands with his cane.
"Hi," he typed out on his machine. "I'm Cory Evans."
"I'm Michael Williams," I said. I shook his hand and then he moved on down the line until he got to David who was standing at the end of our line. They locked eyes and stood there looking at each other as though they couldn't take their gazes away from one another. They did introduce themselves then we all went to sit down.
We got through class good enough, and I sat there watching Cory and David who were sitting beside each other. I couldn't help but smile because I found it cute the way David would look at Cory then he'd turn away when Cory would turn his head to look at David. I saw that they both had it bad for each other and I felt that I'd have to prepare myself for having a talk with them both about being careful should they decide to get something started.
We finished the lesson and the teacher gave us the last ten minutes of class time to talk. I saw that josh was typing quickly on his Pac mate and he had a far-away look in his eyes. It was mixed with joyfulness however and I wondered what he was thinking about. As if reading my mind, he turned to me and smiled.
"I'll tell you a little of what I'm typing in a moment," he said then went back to typing. He did this for a few minutes longer then he hit the first small key on the left side of the access keys and then shut off the machine.
"I'm planning something for us this weekend, and I was just sending my dad an E-mail letting him know of what I want to do. I mean, don't get me wrong; you and I have had some really wonderful times, but I want to have some quality time with you with no interruptions at all and I think we can do that for a weekend seeing as how David, Patrick, and Bengy are doing better now."
"So what's going on exactly?" I asked. "What do you have planned?"
"You'll have to wait; it's a surprise."
"I love surprises," I said smiling.
"So what is that machine you're using to write on?" David asked Cory.
"This is a Pac Mate that's actually for the visually impaired," Cory typed out. "They have two versions of it; one with a Braille keyboard and one with a regular laptop styled keyboard and I obviously have the one with the laptop keyboard. I have it set so that the speech speaks only when I press the space bar after I type a word. It reads documents, but I don't need to use it for that. I just use it as a communication device."
"It uses the JAWS for Windows program just like the computer does I've noticed," David remarked. "Josh has a Pac mate because of his visual impairment."
"I saw him using his when we had to take notes."
The bell rang and all of the students got up some more quickly than others. David and Cory got up and packed up their stuff.
I stood up along with Josh and we went over to David and Cory and watched them for a moment. Patrick and Bengy joined us and we all headed out of the room.
"You want to eat with us today?" I asked Cory.
"He sure does," David said suddenly as if he didn't want to give Cory a chance to think about it. He then smiled to show that he wasn't trying to be over-assertive to Cory. Cory knew it was a joke and laughed.
"I'd love to eat with you guys today," Cory typed out. "Do we have to eat here though?"
"No," I said. "I figured that I'd leave the choice up to you guys today."
The rest of the guys decided to let Cory decide where to eat and he picked the Afternoon Café which was a small establishment a few minutes away from the school. We all left to go there.
Jon Dean sat in the Principal's office waiting for Mr. Marshal to come out and talk to him. Jon was feeling scared and the past month-and-a-half with his grandparents wasn't helping. They had been just as bad as his parents and they did everything they could to let him know that they believed that his being raped was his fault and his fault alone. His grandparents were the type who believed that if someone got raped, then they did something to bring it on themselves and now Jon didn't feel like he was someone who had been mistreated, he felt like a piece of trash that was just around to serve the needs of sex-deprived men. As he sat there, he felt a hot rage burning in his sole and he felt like if anyone so much as touched him like on the shoulder, then he'd probably explode and at that moment, he hated his parents and Larry Marks more than anyone could ever know. Jon's thoughts were suddenly interrupted when he felt someone's hand on his shoulder.
He then jumped to his feet and grabbed the person's hand and shoved it off of his shoulder.
"Don't you ever touch me again," he said calmly, but threateningly.
"Jon," Mr. Marshal began. "I'm Mr. Marshal; I'm the Principal of this school. I didn't mean to scare you."
"Yeah right," Jon said. You probably want to fuck me like every one of those other Jesus Freaks."
Jon started crying and he fell back in to the chair he had been sitting in before.
"I take it that you're still upset about what happened," Mr. Marshal said softly.
"My grandparents think it was my fault and they think that I did something to cause it. Well, you think I asked to be given anesthetics then have some monster tare me open like I was his prison bitch. I didn't ask for that and anyone who doesn't believe me can go to hell!""
Jon screamed this last part and he started sobbing harder and his whole body shook.
"You watch that mouth young man," the secretary yelled.
"Shut up!" Mr. Marshal yelled back it her.
"Those faggots don't deserve to be here anyway and I think Adulf Hitler had the right idea by killing their asses." She ranted on.
Mr. Marshal then ran over to her, shoved her lunch off her desk and leaned on it and looked hatefully in to her eyes.
"You had better start packing things up right now, because you've just won a date with a Pink Slip!" he yelled at her. "Oh, and was that you who tried to get Josh and Michael in to trouble last Wednesday?"
"I did what the bible and the lord instructed me to do."
"Get the hell out of here and don't you ever let me see your hateful ass in here again!"
Mr. Marshal yelled this last part and then began cleaning up the spilled lunch off of the floor. He then went back over to Jon and sat beside him. He watched as Jon dried the last of his tears and then he sat back in the chair.
"Jon I want to help you," Mr. Marshal said. "I'm so sorry you had to hear that. I never heard Margret talk like that in the thirty years I worked with her in this school."
"I should be the one apologizing," Jon said. "I didn't watch my language a few minutes ago."
"I'll ignore this one. You've been through something that no one should have to go through. I don't care what your grandparents say; you don't, nor did you deserve to go through something like that."
Jon nodded then he allowed Mr. Marshal to give him his schedule then he went to the lunch room to get something to eat.
I sat with my friends and we were having a nice time talking and our food was enjoyable as well. As we sat there, I was noticing that David and Cory were holding hands under the table. I smiled at them and I hoped that they ended up together.
"So how are you enjoying your first day with us?" I asked Cory.
"I really like it here," he typed out. "I do want to ask you something, but I don't want you to be upset."
"Go ahead," I said.
"Are all of you in the group I'm sitting in gay?"
"We all are."
"Cool. I don't mean that I'd wish that on anyone, but I'm glad to be with "Family"."
"Yeah," I said. "It feels nice when you're with people who can truly understand you."
As we sat there, a song came on the music system they had set up in the establishment. It was Ayer Me Dijo un Ave by Los Caifanes. As the opening notes of the guitar started up, I turned to Josh.
"Would you like to dance?" I asked.
"Here?" he said nervously at first.
"We are among "Family"," Cory typed out. "You don't notice all of the couples here around us?"
I looked around and saw that there were a lot of tables that had two people sitting at them across from one another. They all held hands and I realized that things would be fine. I got up and Josh followed. Patrick and Bengy moved out to the larger emptier section of the floor and Cory and David did the same. We all danced and although I didn't know much of what Saul Hernandez was talking about in the song, I still felt peaceful inside as I held Josh close to me.
David held Cory and he could see a look in Cory's eyes. It was complete love, but there was some nervousness.
"I forgot my support Cain," Cory typed out.
"It's alright," David said. "Just hold on to me."
Cory put both hands on David's shoulders and David held on to Cory's sides as they both danced. They looked in to one another's eyes and David thought about all the places he wanted to be with only Cory beside him. Cory was thinking the same thing. He was happy and for once in his fifteen years of life, he could forget about the pain that existed in his leg almost every minute of every day.
Bengy and Patrick swayed to the music and looked in to each other's eyes as well. They felt so happy just to be there and although Bengy didn't have any movement in his legs, he was able to move himself enough to follow Patrick's moves.
"I love you so much Patrick," Bengy said.
"I love you too," Patrick said.
"If the teachers we have for the rest of our classes don't give us any homework today, then when we get home, I have a surprise for you," Bengy said licking his lips seductively.
"What's that?" Patrick asked.
"Oooh, you asked," Bengy said. "Now I'll have to punish you for that."
Bengy smiled and laughed lightly when he said this last part.
"What did I do," Patrick asked trying to sound indignant.
"You asked me what the surprise was and so I'll have to punish you when we get home for that. You'll see when we get home."
Patrick was fighting to not get hard. He saw in Bengy's eyes the lust and his need to make love to him and now they both were trying not to get hard.
The song ended and we all separated and sat back down for the last few minutes we had. I sat beside Josh and we shared a quick kiss. I then finished my coke and Josh did the same.
Bengy closed the door to his and Patrick's room. They had no homework at all as they had hoped and so they were free to do what they were going to do that afternoon. Bengy wheeled himself over to his and Patrick's bed and he transferred himself from his chair and on to the bed. He looked in Patrick's direction.
"Come on baby," he said softly to Patrick. Patrick continued to stand against the door just taking in Bengy's beautiful form. He then walked over to the bed and he sat beside Bengy. They began to kiss and soon the kisses became sweeter and hotter. Bengy then broke the kiss and he helped Patrick all the way on to the bed. He then got on top of him and began to kiss him passionately. They began to grind against one another slowly and sensually as though speeding up the moment would ruin it. Then Patrick broke the kiss.
"Oh Bengy," he cried out with passion. "Ooooooh you feel so good against me."
"So do you Patrick," Bengy said breathing a little heavier now. "Now I'm going to make love to you so good."
"Yes Bengy. I need you. Make love to me."
Bengy began to slowly unbutton Patrick's shirt and he kissed down his chest and stomach as he undid each button. He then got the shirt off and turned Patrick on to his left side. He then started blowing hot air gently up and down Patrick's side and he then began placing small soft kisses up and down his side. Bengy then began to just barely brush Patrick's side with his finger tips.
"Oooooh Bengy," Patrick practically screamed in pleasure. "Oooooh! Oh god Bengy, you feel sooooo good!"
"Now I'm going to do it until you can hardly stand it," Bengy said. "I'm going to see just how long you can hold out."
"Oh Bengy! I'''I'''I don't think I can hold out much longer!"
"You can."
Bengy began to lick up and down Patrick's side and then he stopped for a moment to remove his own shirt. He then began to go back to mercilessly lick, kiss, and brush Patrick's right side again. Patrick was writhing in pleasure and he was trying to get his hands to his throbbing cock, but Bengy was keeping his hands pinned behind his back and he had his torso against Patrick's lower back to add to the pressure on Patrick's hands. He then moved to Patrick's right nipple and he began to suck lightly then he began to bite gently sending wave after wave of pleasure through Patrick and Patrick could hardly stand the pleasure he was getting. He convulsed in Bengy's arms and he was panting for air. Bengy then eased up and turned Patrick on to his back. He then got on top of him and kissed him passionately.
"That was for asking when you weren't supposed to," Bengy said laughing lightly. They both knew that Bengy wasn't upset by any means.
"Then I'll have to disobey your instructions a little more often," Patrick said.
"Oh, I'm not even through making you feel good yet," Bengy said.
He then moved to Patrick's shorts and undid the button. He saw a sticky, wet puddle on the front of Patrick's shorts and his mouth watered at the site of it. He then slowly undid the zipper and Patrick lifted his butt up so Bengy could slide his shorts off. Now Patrick was in just his boxer Briefs and they were a light sky-blue that looked so good on him. Bengy could see the huge bulge in the sinter of Patrick's boxers and he just had to take him in his mouth at that moment. He was glad that they hadn't did this on Saturday. That past Saturday when they came out to each other in regards to their love for one another, they went back in to their room and made out for about an hour. They then jacked each other off and described in detail everything they wanted to do to each other.
Bengy thought about all of that for a moment and he then removed his own shorts and put them on the floor beside Patrick's. He then laid down beside Patrick and turned on his side. Patrick turned on his side to face Bengy and they took one another in their arms.
"You know what I'm going to do?" Bengy said.
"I know you'll make me feel so good," Patrick said. "Other than that, I'm not sure what all you have in mind."
"I'm not going to tell you what I'm going to do first. I'll let you feel it first. Would you like to help me remove my boxers? I took off the rest of my clothes without help because this is mainly about you. I'll allow you to do this part for me though."
Patrick got up on his knees and he eased Bengy down on to the bed and helped him off with his boxers. He then looked intently at the beautiful seven inches of hard cock that was standing straight up away from Bengy's stomach.
He then lowered his head to the head of it and kissed it tenderly.
"OOoo!" Bengy said.
He was still majorly turned on by what he had just got finished doing to Patrick a couple of moments ago and so he could feel more pre-cum flow out of his cock. He then had Patrick lay back down on the bed and he then eased himself up on his elbow. Bengy then got on top of Patrick and kissed his lips. He then stuck out his tongue and licked Patrick's lips and he then pressed his tongue against Patrick's mouth. Patrick let him in and they both moved their tongues around in each other's mouths for a while. They then broke the kiss and Bengy then moved down Bengy's neck kissing and licking him gently sending huge waves of pleasure through Patrick's body that went from his head, through his balls and cock, then to his toes. He cried out in pleasure as Bengy moved his sweet, warm, and moist kisses down Patrick's chest and then he stopped and licked and gently bit at Patrick's nipples. Patrick thrashed around in complete bliss and he felt so loved and so happy at this moment. Bengy then moved down Patrick's stomach and he kissed the sides of Patrick's stomach which were really sensitive.
"Ooooo Bengy!" Patrick yelled. "Oooo that feels so good!" Bengy then lifted his head and looked up at Patrick.
"I'm going to do this until you can hardly stand it anymore," Bengy said in a lusty whisper.
He then went back to kissing on Patrick's sides and he was kissing slowly and he nibbled at Patrick's smooth skin which made Patrick even hotter. Bengy would then stop for a moment then let Patrick calm down for a moment. Then he went back to kissing and nibbling Patrick's sides and stomach again.
He didn't stop there. He then moved down to Patrick's cock and he took the head of it in to his mouth.
"Oh god Bengy!" Patrick screamed in complete pleasure. Bengy then began to sworel his tongue slowly around Patrick's cockhead and Patrick was hotter than ever. He could see bright vibrant colors in his field of vision as he experienced the wonderful things that Bengy was doing to him. Bengy then took all of Patrick in to his mouth and furiously fighting his gag reflex, he began to deep-throat Patrick's throbbing member. He then stopped for a moment and got some lube from the night-stand dror. He put some lube on his right index finger and slowly inserted it in to Patrick's hole. Patrick sharply took in breath between his teeth.
"Ooo fuck Bengy!" he said in between his clinched teeth. "That feels so fucking good."
"You're going to really enjoy what I'm going to do to you next," Bengy said then took Patrick's entire hard penis in to his mouth again. He slowly pushed his finger in to Patrick's hole until he got to Patrick's prostate. He then began bobbing up and down Patrick's hot hard cock and pushing against his prostate all in a perfectly balanced rhythm. Patrick began convulsing hard in complete pleasure once again as he felt his climax coming hard and quick.
"Oooooo!" he screamed loudly. "Ooooo god Bengy! I'm going to come!"
Bengy sucked faster and applied more suction and pressed harder at Patrick's prostate. Patrick let out a loud yell of joyful orgasmic bliss as he felt burst after burst of hot thick cum spurt out of his cock and in to Bengy's hungry mouth. Bengy swallowed every drop of it and he then slowly removed his finger from Patrick's hole. He then got on top of Patrick and kissed him passionately. Patrick could taste himself in Bengy's mouth and it was so good. He couldn't get enough of Bengy and he began humping up against Bengy's hard cock. Bengy got the hint then soon they were both grinding against one another in a slow rhythm. They then sped up their movements as they both felt themselves building to an orgasm. This was obviously Patrick's second one of the day.
After they both came, they just lay there in the after-glow kissing lightly as the cum dried between them.
"We should probably separate unless we want to let this dry and glue us together," Bengy said smiling at Patrick.
"I agree," Patrick said smiling back.
He moved so Bengy could get off the bed and in to his wheelchair. He instinctively knew that Bengy wanted to help get the towel so they could clean up. Patrick knew that he would ask for help if he needed it.
Bengy came back with the towel and they both cleaned each other up. Once that was done, they laid back down in each other's arms and pulled the covers over each other. That was how they fell asleep.
Author Note
I think that's a good place to stop. The get-together that Josh was talking about to Michael will happen in Chapter 10.
Thanks to all who have written. I heard from Kyle to whom this Chapter is dedicated, and Veronica. For everyone else, please feel free to drop me a note anytime.
I'll put the information here for copy-write information because of the song I mentioned in this chapter.
Group--Caifanes Formed--1987 Disbanded--1995 Song--Ayer Me Dijo un Ave--Yesterday a Bird Told Me Album from which the song originates--El Nervio Del Volcan--July 1994
Take care and I'll see you guys in Chapter ten.