teen2b slow)(33/56)
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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.
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To Fulfill a Prophesy
Section 33
Dale - Tuesday morning
I left Ted's office after he had helped me reaching the people I needed in the Personnel Office on Monday morning. I was headed to the back of the house, where I had told the rest of the group I would meet them, to get organized for our riding excursion. As I was crossing the patio area, I heard someone calling out.
"Captain, Captain." I looked around and it was Brian, the young security guard, who had just been in the office with us. "Can I please speak to you for a minute ?"
"Sure," I said, stopping to wait for him to catch up with me, "and my name is Dale."
"Yes, Sir, I mean Dale." he said. "I wanted to thank you for allowing me another chance. I realize you didn't have to do that."
"Good," I told him, "then don't let me down." I turned to walk away and then stopped and turned back to him. "You have the next two days off. Are you going anywhere else this morning ?"
"No. Sir......er, Dale." he stammered. "I kept the day open, in case I had to go job hunting." He gave me a little smile, but I could see that he had really been worried and expecting the worst."
"Come along with me then." I invited him and started off again to the other side of the yard. As we passed into the gardens and headed for the back road, I spotted our group, waiting by the transport wagon. When we reached them, I introduced Brian to each member. He recognized everyone, from being around, so it was just a matter of them knowing who he was. When I reintroduced Kevin, he stopped to talk.
"I'm really sorry about yesterday." Brian told him. "I should have done something more positive about seeing you had a better day and I apologize for not taking a stand about it."
"It's okay, Brian." Kevin responded. "I told them you guys weren't mean, or nothin' like that. It was just a very long day for all of us."
"That's very gracious of you, Keith." I complimented my young charge. "From the looks of it, you and Brian could just end up being good friends."
"I sure hope so, Dale." Kevin responded. He extended his hand to Brian.
"So do I." Brian answered, taking Kevin's hand and shaking it enthusiastically.
Davey came out of the mansion and headed toward us, so the group was now complete. I took a head count, 6..7..8, and telephoned Jim, at the stables, to warn him how many were coming. We boarded the people tram and with Jason driving, we headed out on our adventure.
We arrived back in about two hours and as usual, each one of us smelled like the stable itself. Brian had fit in perfectly with the group and he, Anson and Kevin had chatted together during the tram ride back. It was past 12:30, so we did not have time for both a swim and lunch. Instead, we washed thoroughly in the locker room and leaving our soiled clothes in the laundry hampers, wore the soft, fluffy, white robes to our rooms to dress. Brian, of course had no extra clothes, so Anson and Digger took him with them, as Brian was very close to the same size as Anson. Kevin, with the help of Jason's keen fashion eye of course, raided my closet, again. We all made it back to the cafeteria in time to have lunch with Ted.
Everyone, on seeing Ted, immediately wanted to know how Denny was doing. He told us all that Denny had rested all morning and had been awake a few time, but still was very weak. He and Dean would remain with him the rest of the day. There were numerous comments from people that they would be checking in later and he thanked everyone for their concern. The boys spent the lunch period taking turns filling Ted in on our morning ride and Kevin was as vocal as Jamie and Davey about how much he had liked the activity. After lunch the group separated and we each headed out to do the various activities that we had planned for the afternoon.
I took Jason and Kevin and after saying `good bye' to Brian, we took one of the cars and headed into town. Our first stop was to see Mr. Peters, the tailor. He seemed delighted to see us and remembered who we were immediately. We introduced him to Kevin and he shook his hand as he invited us to come over to his measuring area.
"We have come for the fitting which we booked with you earlier," I advised him, "and Kevin is here to be measured and have an order placed. He will require the same items that the other young men have on order."
"Very good, gentlemen." Mr. Peters said. "I have your orders set out in the changing rooms. If you would like to try each item on and come out for me to adjust it, I will measure this young gentleman while you are preparing."
"Thank you, Mr. Peters." I answered him. "We will have to try things on one at a time. One of us will have to remain with Kevin." Kevin gave me a look as if I had just hit him. I realized that he did not understand. I walked over to a corner and motioned for him to join me, while Jason kept Mr. Peters occupied.
"Why are you watching me. I'm not out to run away." Kevin told me, the hurt clear in his voice.
"It's not you, Kevin." I assured him. "When we are not at the estate, my first responsibility is to protect you. If anything happened to you, I could never forgive myself. Part of what you are, means there is a danger, all the time. If we can't see you, we can't protect you. Please always be sure you are within the line of sight of at least one of us." He agreed, indicating that he understood and returned to where Mr. Peters was going to measure him.
"A dress suit, a blazer and a tux." Mr. Peters said. I nodded. "Do you wish to select the suit material ?"
"Kevin's old enough to choose what he likes," I suggested, "but I will reserve the right of `veto', just in case. I also think Kevin is old enough and grown enough that 2 suits would be in order." Mr. Peters agreed and took Kevin over to some big books of samples and asked him to pick out a couple that he liked. Kevin carefully searched and finally found some that were very tasteful and age appropriate. I nodded my approval and he selected two of them.
Jason had come out of the changing area, wearing the first of his new suits. Mr. Peters began going over it carefully. There were only a couple minor adjustments to be made. I had put on the first of my choices and it was tucked while Jason changed again. In short order we were in our tuxedos. Kevin got a real kick out of seeing these and thought they were hilarious. We got the last laugh when I told him that one was being made for him, as well.
When all our adjustments were completed and Kevin's measurements carefully recorded, we thanked Mr. Peters and were quickly headed to one of the local shopping malls. A dozen clothing stores later, we were loaded with boxes and bags and Kevin's wardrobe had taken a significant expansion. Jason and I had also picked up a few items for ourselves along the way, so it had been a productive trip for all of us.
Our final stop was at the shoe store which the other boys had visited, just last week. We found all the things Kevin would need and even managed to make sure he liked them as well. When we unloaded the car, back at the `castle', all three of us were loaded with packages. We eventually made it to Kevin's room and put everything away. He fairly well beamed as he checked each item over and showed them to us again to make sure that we approved of his selections. He was one very pleased and excited young man.
After everything was put away and cleaned up, we went around the corner and checked in on Denny. He was awake and seemed a little better. Dean said he was still napping on and off. Kevin went over and sat on the side of the bed. He held Denny's hand and just sat quietly with him. We stayed about half an hour. Jamie and Davey came in from their nap and each one sat and held Denny's hand. I had some things I wanted to follow up, so Jason and Kevin took off to go for a swim and I told them I would come too, after I was done.
Checking in with the observation office, I found the materials I had requested, waiting for me. I went to the security office and reviewed the files which were in the package and was very pleased with the information contained in them. I picked up the telephone and dialed the pager number which I had been given. I left a message to be called back `collect' and sat and waited. Fifteen minutes later, the phone rang and I accepted the charges.
"Mr. Wright," I said as I introduced myself.
"Your message said you had information about Kevin." he responded.
"Kevin is fine and he is here under my protection." I advised him. "He is very concerned about you and I wondered if you would be willing to come here and spend some time with him and us ?" I told him exactly where there would be secure parking for his rig at one of our nearby facilities.
"Yes," he answered, "I can be there tomorrow by noon. I am dropping a load very near there by midmorning tomorrow."
"I will have a car pick you up and bring you out to us, for lunch." I told him. "Can you spend the night ? There are a number of things to be decided and I don't want you, or Kevin to be rushed."
"Yes." he said. "I will plan on staying over night." I told him how much we all were looking forward to seeing him and he told me he was really anxious to see Kevin. `Good', I thought.
We had dinner in the formal dining room. It was pretty well understood Ted and Dean would not be with us. Mr. Chen delayed serving the meal for a few minutes past our normal starting time. Dean and Ted walked in with Ted carrying a bundle of blankets.
"This is only for a short while." he said, setting the bundle down on Denny's chair. The blankets fell open and there sat Denny with that unique, big smile, that was his alone, on his face. There was a cheer from everyone around the table and smiles were shared all around. Denny stayed restricted to soup and fluids, but he seemed to get a lift just from being with everyone else. About half way through the meal, it became apparent that he had used up his energy, so his Dad scooped him up and toted him back to his room. Just having him there for a brief time had made all of us very happy.
This was Kevin's first experience at the `castle dojo'. It interested him and he found it an exciting experience. He said he was looking forward to returning and learning some techniques of self defense. The community swim afterward was a real hit with him. He was very excited by over 40 naked men playing in the pool and I thought his neck might snap with him looking this way and that way. Jason had talked with me about staying with Denny for the night, so I knew ahead of time Kevin and I would be spending the night alone.
After Jason had dressed and left, it seemed to dawn on Kevin he and I would spend the whole night together.
"Dale, will you let me serve you tonight ?" he asked me.
"When I want to be served, I will instruct the person I choose to do so." I told him.
"I'm sorry, Sir." he replied. "It's just that your my Master and I should serve you."
"If I am your Master," I responded, "you should serve me, or anyone else I instruct you to serve." I had laid the trap.
"But it's you I really want to serve." he claimed emphatically.
"No." I corrected him. "It's Tim you really want to serve. You're just willing to serve me." I had startled him. He did not know what to say. Tears started rolling down his cheeks.
"I'm so sorry, Dale." he sobbed. "You've been so good to me. I had no idea I would fall in love with Tim. I know I shouldn't have allowed anything to happen with him, but I was so lonely and scared and he was so gentle and kind to me. But it wasn't his fault. He wouldn't have touched me if I hadn't made it happen. I'm to blame. And then you didn't punish me for doing it." He was sobbing heavily now and I put my arm around him and let him unload some more of the guilt and sorrow he had been holding in. When he settled I resumed our discussion.
"How do you think we are going to remedy this situation ?" I asked Kevin.
"I have to accept Tim is gone and I owe my loyalty to you." he said. "I respect you and I trust you too. I'm sure I will love you after I have gotten over Tim. I accept you as the Master, my Master and I will serve you happily. I really want to please you. You are very important to me."
"Will you obey me ?" I asked.
"Without question." he vowed.
"Will you serve who I tell you to serve ?" I asked.
"I am yours to use as you see fit." he affirmed. "I will obey you and serve you or anyone you wish me to serve." He went down on his knees at my feet and waited with his head bowed for me to instruct him.
"You know I don't require you to perform these rituals." I said to him.
"I know," he murmured, "but I feel like I know what I am doing when I do things like this."
"Okay. Into bed." I ordered.
He took off the robe he had worn from the locker room and placed it in the linen hamper in the closet. I removed my robe and he took it from me, to join his. Even doing this clean up, he was into bed ahead of me. I slid into bed facing him. I reached over and wrapped my arms around him. He snuggled in close to me.
"Are you going to take me tonight ?" he asked me. "Will you possess me ?"
"No." I replied. "I intent to give you to someone else." He looked at me with eyes that said I had just kicked him. "Do you trust me ?" He nodded. "Then trust I will do what is right for you." He looked into my eyes and nodded again. I kissed him on the forehead. He then wrapped his arms around me and held on tight. He held me like that all night and when we woke in the morning, he was still clinging to me.
Tim Wright - Tuesday afternoon
I had no idea what the Manager of Security at one of McAdams Corp. facilities would want with me. Of course I knew that McAdams was one the largest international businesses in the world, but what could they have to do with Kevin ? When this man, Dale Savage, said that Kevin was with him, it didn't matter what the connection was, I had to go and make sure he was okay. The arrangements were set and I climbed into my cab and got underway. The closer I got to my target, the nearer to Kevin I would be.
I had been worried about him ever since I watched him disappear in my rear view mirror on Saturday afternoon. I had even pulled off to the side of the road and waited half an hour before circling around and going back to see if he was still there looking for a ride. But he was gone and I knew that unless he contacted me, I would never see him again. I knew he was troubled and I wanted so very much to be the one to help him. This morning, that had seemed very unlikely, until my pager started beeping and I received the message referring to Kevin.
Now I had a promise, that I would see him tomorrow and an indication, that I might have some part in making some decisions with Kevin. He had even asked me to spend the night, so I could have more time with Kevin. This seemed too good to be true, so of course I had to worry about what was going to happen.
I drove until dark and then pulled over at a trucker's stop to sleep. I lay awake for a long time, thinking about my night with Kevin and how special it had been. It had been better than any night I could remember in the past five years. The recent breakup with my ex-lover had been messy and brutal and had left many open wounds and sores. Kevin had helped to heal some of those and make me believe there were still some good people left in the world. He had given me more hope than I'd had in several months and he even made me think I might be willing to again undertake a relationship. If he could have stayed with me, there was no doubt I was ready.
The story he told me had been very sad and quite strange. He told me about the dream spirit who talked to him in his dreams. It had guided him on his trip and I believed if the spirit was that strong in him, he needed to complete his journey. If it had not been for that, I would have done everything possible to get him to stay with me. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but I think he would have stayed. If his trip is now completed, maybe now he will be able to come with me. These thoughts raced through my head before I finally drifted off to sleep.
I had a strange dream, which I remembered when I woke the next morning. I was wandering through a mist, looking for Kevin. I came across a young boy, who said his name was Davey. He told me Kevin was waiting for me and they would both see me tomorrow. He also told me he was Kevin's dream spirit and he had come to tell me not to be upset, or to worry. Everything would work out and we would all be happy. As the boy walked away from me, I saw Kevin was standing off in the distance with two younger boys standing beside him. He smiled and waved to me and then the other two waved also. The first boy joined the others and they all stood and waved to me. I woke up and remembered the dream in great detail.
I was up and driving again shortly after dawn. My drop was completed by midmorning, as I had expected. I was about an hour away from the secured parking area Mr. Savage had told me about. I found a truck centre and had a shower and changed my clothes. Climbing into my rig, I drove the rest of the way, finding the parking area with no problem. The guard on the gate asked my name and when I told him, ushered me directly in and directed me to a place to leave my cab. I locked up the vehicle and as I climbed down off the rig, a limousine pulled up beside me. The driver got out and opened the rear door for me. I looked in and the limo was empty.
He must have seen my confusion and he explained he had been sent by Mr. Savage to take me to their facility. I climbed in and we were off. The trip took about half an hour. We pulled off the highway and I looked out and saw we were entering a park of some kind. As I looked further, I saw a huge building in the middle of all the gardens and I realized that this was an estate, not a park. I asked the driver where we were.
"This is the ancestral home of Mr. Benton McAdams." he advised me. "It's commonly referred to as the `castle'.
"I'm not surprised." I told him, looking the place over again and wondering if there would be a moat. The limo pulled up to the front entrance of the building and stopped. The driver came around and opened the door and I stepped out. A handsome man, about my age, dressed in a casual suit, walked over to me and extended his hand.
"Mr. Wright," he said, "I'm Dale Savage. Welcome to the `castle'." I thanked him and then didn't know what else to say as my eyes looked around at my surroundings. "It's a bit overpowering at first," he told me, "but when you've lived here for a short time, you kind of forget about it, until you see someone else looking at it." We both laughed. I liked this man, he was very down to earth.
"I didn't know what to expect." I told him. He nodded indicating his understanding.
"We have a lot to talk about," he said, touching my arm to direct me along with him into the building, "but I believe there is someone you would like to see. He doesn't know you were coming." He led me through a beautiful entry way, around several corridors and into what looked to be a cafeteria, with people sitting around at a number of tables, eating. We approached a large table with a group seated around it and I recognized Kevin's back, with him facing away from me. I stood there, about six feet behind him.
"Hey, Kev" I said. He turned around and after a moment his face lit up, just like I had dreamed it would. He was out of his chair and flying at me, wrapping his arms around my neck and his legs around my hips. Although he nearly knocked me over, I couldn't remember anything ever feeling as good as holding him.
"Tim," he half cried and half laughed, "I can't believe it's you. I thought I had lost you forever." He just held on to me for a couple minutes and then I think he realized where he was and that everyone was watching us. "I'm sorry." he said as he slowly released me and stood up beside me. "I was just totally surprised to see you."
"Why don't you take Tim to pick up some lunch," Mr. Savage suggested to Kevin, "then bring him back and we can introduce him to everyone." Kevin nodded and taking my arm in his, dragged me off to select some lunch foods. As we passed down the serving line and picked up items, he talked.
"Oh, Tim." he told me. "You won't believe it here. It's so nice and everyone is really great to me. The only thing wrong was you weren't here and now that's fixed. Now, everything is just terrific. I can't believe how lucky I am." He was very enthusiastic. When we returned to the table, I was introduced to everyone.
"We're not very formal here, among ourselves, Tim." Mr. Savage was saying. "I'm Dale and this is my partner, Jason. These two gentlemen are the other half of our security team, Digger and Anson. Our Boss, the Chief of Security, Ted is next and his son, Davey." I stopped dead and looked at the boy I had just been introduced to. He was the messenger from my dream last night. "Ted's younger son, Denny, is not with us today. He's upstairs, very annoyed at still being in bed, recovering from a bout with the flu. Next is everybody's boss, Dean McAdams and his son, Jamie." This second boy had also been in my dream.
"Would I be amiss," Ted asked his son, "if I were to guess from Tim's reaction to you and Jamie, you have been walking in his dreams ?"
"Yes, Sir." Davey answered. "We wanted to reassure him last night that everything was okay. He was very worried. We also thought it would help him to accept what you and Dale are going to tell him this afternoon. We only meant to help."
"I have no doubt your intentions were good." Ted said to Davey. "I just think before you do this anymore, you need to talk to Dean, or myself. It must be very unsettling to walk in and see people out of your dreams, you never met before."
"Yes, Sir. We will talk to you from now on, before we do it." he replied.
"It's okay." Kevin told me, placing his hand on my arm. "I'll tell you all about it, if someone else doesn't explain it to you."
"If you've found it strange up to now, the meeting this afternoon should really prove interesting." Dale informed me.
The Prophesy of the Guardians
The House of Chen, being both old and honourable, shall be the Caretakers of this vision of the yet to come.
From this time forth, one son will be born to the House of Chen in each generation to the number of 110.
These males shall be the Caretakers and shall guard this knowledge until its time arrives.
In the world of new beginnings, a Shogun (Leader/Prince) of infinite wealth, after being lost and found again by his Samurai (Warrior Chief) will both learn that their real riches lie elsewhere. To them will come four treasures to be nurtured and guided. They will father the four to manhood. . During the course of their growth, the Father will meet a fatal end. He will be held first and forever
Each Guardian will possess gifts.
One will hold the gift of dreams and control of the emotions.
One will hold the gift of looking into and influencing the minds of his fellow man and knowing truth.
One will hold the gift of communication and know all languages, written and spoken.
One will hold the gift of prophesy and he will be the catalyst to the power of the four.
Each will sense the presence of others.
Together, as one, the Guardians will hold a gift never allowed before to man.
There are dark forces and men who fear the power of the Guardians and would use it for their own purposes.
Care must be taken to preserve them while they grow and develop their skills. They must learn to love and trust, so that they may serve the needs of mankind.
(Complete translation)