DIGITAL BOYS

by Tad

PART C3: Reprieve

PREFACE

Real equity will remain continually illusive until humanity comprehends that life exists predominantly in the greyness which separates dark from light. What is fair in one context may be inappropriate in another and vice versa. Life is a balancing game and human preconceptions are prone to misjudgment.

This is a fairly long study and does meet the basic Archive ‘requirement’ with the tags being seriously accurate…consider yourself advised. It is dedicated to those who have, for a myriad of reasons, been either denied a choice or silenced.

Finally please note the situations herein depicted could easily be recognizable within any given community. Rest assured any such similarity is purely and absolutely co-incidental. Furthermore if you or your community lacks tolerance for studies that delve into variant human sexualities, the greater wisdom would be to seek other reading material.

CHAPTER 7: REPRIEVE

The upcoming weekend, Jimmie was to spend with Leif. Jimmie’s younger brother had specialized check ups at a distant hospital on both days and the brother and his mother would be leaving early Saturday morning. The kid was okay now but still required an occasional follow up medical review. So Jimmie arranged with his mother to spend Friday, Saturday and Sunday night with Leif. The boy had been a little depressed because of Lesley but he knew a little extra time with Leif would help him forget about the situation. His mother agreed as long as he completed his homework which the teenager would finish at Leif’s house Friday night. But he took only his books with him as his mother retained the boy’s schoolbag for a much needed cleaning. Jimmie would have to stop home Monday early to retrieve it before school.

“What’s with the basketball uniform?” Leif commented as the boy climbed in the man’s car Friday evening, “I thought the season would be over after the championship game.”

“We had this sort of inter-league scrimmage…it was more just to hang out with guys from the other teams and shoot a few hoops, that’s all.”

“And how was that Lesley kid acting today? You’d think he would have been happy about winning the championship.”

“I would have thought that too. Instead he’s been in this pissed off mood ever since the big game…yet he never said why. Lesley did finally talk to me at school today but only because he wanted me to check out this thing he had found. I gave it right back to him though…it just didn’t seem like something that should be in school.”

“What did it look like?” Leif asked.

“It was like a handle of some sort,” the boy replied, “anyway the scrimmage was really fun probably because Lesley with his pissy attitude wasn’t there. He ended up with some rash on his hands and couldn’t play…he even had gloves on the whole day.”

“Did you make any amazing shots?”

“A few I guess…but it was more about everyone just having fun. It ran late so I figured I’d shower and change out of my uniform when I’m at your place.”

“And what did your father think about you making that buzzer shot to win the game? Was he proud? He should have been.”

“I have no idea…I think I already told you he hasn’t talked to me in months. He always seems to call the house at times I’m in school or at practice. My mom and brother talk to him quite a bit but I never do. It’s just weird.”

“And what’s your mother have to say about it?”

“The same thing she always says…that my father’s overseas job is demanding and that he’s just overly worried about my little brother since he was sick.”

“Even so that’s a poor excuse for not making time for you.”

“Like I really care,” Jimmie replied annoyed yet disinterested, “besides, I think you’re a better dad than he is. Anyway, it’s stupid to waste time worrying about something that’s probably not going to change.”

Leif found the situation somewhat odd for he felt it was important for the boy to at least have some relationship with his natural father. Yet over the past year, it had become increasingly noticeable that the father was distancing himself from the older son for reasons unclear. Leif though could tell from Jimmie’s disposition that the boy did not want to discuss it further. They arrived at the man’s house a short time later and the boy immediately tackled his homework so it would not be a hindrance over the weekend.

“Your history book hasn’t turned up yet, has it?” Leif commented later as Jimmie was placing his finished history assignment in the middle of the replacement text.

“Nope,” Jimmie replied, “but I have the whole basketball team looking for it cause if I don’t find it, I’ll have to pay the school for the lost book.”

“Then hopefully someone will find it soon. Anyway it looks like the schoolwork is done.”

“Yep…there wasn’t that much and tomorrow you can quiz me on the math,” the teenager replied.

“So what’s the game plan for tonight?”

“Anything really…but first I’m using your bathroom for a quick shower. Then we’ll do, you know, whatever…”

Jimmie blithely tossed off his basketball uniform then went for his shower while Leif folded up the discarded items. The boy appeared a few minutes later but draped his towel so as to hide an annoying partial stiffness.

“Here…dry my hair,” Jimmie said handing Leif the towel and then turned to sit on the man’s lap.

“Sure,” Leif responded, “by the way, I think you left your clean clothes out in the car.”

“We can get them later…it’s not like I need them right now anyway.”

It was the boy’s intention to stay naked that night although Leif would not be following the kid’s lead. The man instead remained dressed continuing to prefer that Jimmie to be the center of their attention.

By the time Leif finished drying the teenager’s hair, Jimmie’s slender penis was seriously erect. Yet when they had measured his narrow stiffness on his birthday the prior month, it was only just surpassing the three-inch mark. His smallish testicles did seem to be enlarging but whatever hormones they produced were diverted toward enhancing the boy’s muscle definition. Jimmie was still quite unencumbered with any real pubic hair except for…

“I think you might have just a bit more ‘peach fuzz’,” Leif observed reaching around and lightly touching the boy’s pubis.

“That sucks,” the newly-turned-fifteen-year-old replied disdainfully.

“But I thought you were embarrassed by being the only ‘still bald’ kid in your class?”

“I am…sort of.”

“And yet you still don’t want any hair to grow here?”

“I don’t like that crap,” Jimmie said nonchalantly, “I’d rather be embarrassed than have it grow…at least for now anyway. Besides, everyone’s kind of past teasing me about it.”

Leif pulled the boy backwards onto his chest then gently ensconced his virtually quivering tight testicles within his hand…and carefully squeezed until his young friend smiled while wrinkling his nose at the threshold of pain. Jimmie made no move to stop Leif as the slight pain radiating into his stomach was equally stimulating. Still the boy did feel compelled to caution the man.

“Just be careful messing with them …I’ve been talking with some interesting girls so it looks like I’m going to need them after all!”

“That’s excellent!” Leif responding encouragingly, “any dates yet?”

“Not exactly…but I have been to a few parties!”

“And…?”

“And what?”

“Did anything interesting happen?”

“If it did, why should I tell you?” the boy replied slyly.

“Because I’ll crush your nuts if you don’t!” Leif threatened tightening his grip.

“Oww…alright you win…Sara kissed me…we even touched tongues!”

“Very cool,” Leif said giving Jimmie an encouraging hug, “so ask her out…I’ll even pay for your first date!”

“Thanks!”

Their conversation then abruptly ended as their attention returned to the boy’s nakedness. There will be few more details divulged concerning the rest of their weekend. Suffice it to say more than one thing carefully entered the boy. There was also some new experimentation concerning the inside of boy’s penis. It stung just a little at first but once his body adjusted, it drove Jimmie wild. And of course there really is no limit to the number of times a young dry boy can peak…

“Guess I have to put clothes back on,” Jimmie remarked unhappily early Monday morning.

“I’m afraid so. Schools generally want their students dressed,” Leif observed, “besides, it’s not like you were undressed the whole time. Remember we went bowling one day, did our Sunday morning devotions and saw a movie later on.”

“But I was naked more than I wasn’t.”

“Are you complaining?”

“No way!”

“And did you have a good time this weekend?”

“Definitely.”

“What was the most fun part?”

“When you put that thing way up my penis…no doubt about it. That felt so freakin’ awesome! I just never thought that much could go inside.”

“Neither did I actually…anyway, we can try it again sometime if you want.”

“Cool!”

Reluctantly Jimmie climbed from Leif’s bed. They showered together, had breakfast and then Leif drove the boy to pick up his schoolbag. They arrived early enough to talk about their respective weekends with Jimmie’s mother and his brother. Leif and Jimmie obviously didn’t discuss certain details…

Then, thinking it was later than it was, Jimmie hurriedly packed his books into his school bag promptly spilling them. The thick history book landed in a wide-open position dumping the schoolwork Jimmie had positioned within its pages onto the floor.

“You still have ten minutes before you have to leave,” his mother observed as she helped gather them replacing his homework into the mid-section of the history text.

Jimmie gave his mother a warm hug before walking out to Leif’s car a few minutes later. The man had volunteered to drop both brothers off at their respective schools. By Jimmie’s school, the man and his young friend tarried just a moment longer the younger brother’s school having been the first stop…and the teenager had something on his mind…

“So if I stop off by your house one day after school,” he said softly but inquisitively, “are you going to put that thing up my penis again?”

“That’s not something to rush. How about next weekend instead?”

Jimmie vigorously nodded his agreement as the two moved together intimately for a brief moment. Then the boy stepped from the car subtly fixing his erection so it wouldn’t be noticeable. Certain things were just meant to be kept private…

But that special weekend was to be their last reprieve. The quickly gathering storm of someone else’s selfish interference would soon subject Jimmie to unimaginable degradation…

Note: Continued in Chapter Eight ~ Public Pubic Review