Hi, this is a fictional story which will involve explicit sexual narrative of a homoerotic nature between minor boys. If that is not your scene, or if you are too young or live in a place where this is illegal then close this page down now.
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Sorry there has been a delay in getting this chapter posted. My pc crashed and Ihave had to be careful in finding someone who would let me use their pc to get it sent off. Please don't let that stop you from writing though, i will answer mails when my pc is back up and running.
Read on and enjoy.
Chapter 10 ended:
When J got back into his room, he closed the door, but did not lock it. In fact he could not remember ever locking his door in this house, nor feeling the need to do so. He sat down at his desk for the ten minutes it took him to finish his homework and then went off the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready for bed. Once back in the room, he stripped off and climbed into bed. J always slept naked. He had done so ever since he had stripped off on that second night at his first camp with Holidays by the Sea. Normally he would have taken some time to have a leisurely wank and then drift off to sleep, but tonight he somehow did not have any enthusiasm for it and instead his hand remained resting over a limp cock while his mind tried to sort out all the thoughts that were rushing and swirling around in a random order inside his head. It took longer than normal, but sleep did eventually overtake J and he feel into a fitful slumber which was not very resting.
Chapter 11
When J woke the next morning he knew he had turned a corner in his life. With John and Jean's acknowledgement of his sexual orientation, had also come his own admission to himself of his being gay. Up to this point, he had admitted to himself and to Jeff that he enjoyed the sex they had together, but he had not actually taken that final step to acknowledge to himself that he was indeed a homosexual. The events of the evening before had forced that on him, and now he was both thankful and relieved that it was out. Not that he was out, really, because the only people who knew were John, Jean, Jeff and J. J had not had any sexual activity with any other person apart from Jeff. Not that he was trying to remain faithful to Jeff, for although he did love Jeff in a way, they were not an item and had made no commitment to each other at all. Neither was it because he had no desire for any other boy, for there were a number of boys of his acquaintance with whom he would gladly share some activity of this nature. No the problem lay in the fact that J was too scared to come out of the closet. He enjoyed friendships with a number of guys and girls at school and in the neighbourhood, and he did not want to lose those friendships at this point in his life. So J's sexual activity outside of his solo journeys had remained limited to the three camps he had been on when Jeff had been his dorm leader, and by far the best one had been that first one, because there had been the added element of discovering new feelings and sensations.
But now J had turned the corner and he was wondering what he might find when he looked up from metaphorically examining his feet. Getting out of bed, J pulled a pair of shorts on and walked down the passage to the bathroom to take care of his bladder's complaints, and he also used the opportunity to brush his teeth and wash his face, before heading back to the bedroom to finish his morning routine and emerge dressed in his uniform and ready for breakfast and the day ahead. Taking the steps two at a time, J practically leaped down to the floor below and bounded into the kitchen. For some reason he seemed to be inappropriately awake considering his poor and reduced sleep, as well as having an extra measure of energy. Where that came from, is anybody's guess, but it might just have been the release of the subconscious tension that had built during the time he thought his leaning was a total secret.
Then a thought came to J. John and Jean had discovered J was gay by the way he had behaved and putting two and two together to come up with the correct answer of four. J decided he was going to try the same and see if he could develop his powers of observation well enough to judge if someone else was gay. As he ate his breakfast, he began to compile a mental list of guys he would like to look at first in the hopes that at least one of them would be gay, bi or if not either, a little curious and willing to try some experimentation. J also concluded that as he observed these specimens he would let his mind work on scenario's to bring the subject up in conversation in such a way as to have the other person think they had begun with it. At least that way if the subject was not in the willing way, J would not look like the gay he was and it would not look like he had just tried to pull the other person. With this planning still going on, J left the house for the bus stop and the journey on to school.
In the seven weeks between that eventful night and the day he departed to attend the first part of his Holidays by the Sea camp, J was not successful in signalling out any hopeful candidates for his mission. J realised he needed to spend more time with the respective people in order to get to know them and begin to read their mannerisms and habits. During this time he was given a number of tips and suggestions on how to be a stunning dorm leader by John and Jean. Then in the final week before he left, John and Jean dropped a surprise on him.
On the Monday evening before his Saturday departure, John called him to see him in the lounge before he went upstairs for the rest of the evening.
"J sit down, we need to talk about something and I want you to be totally honest with me no matter how you may think we might feel about your answers. Is that a deal?"
"I guess so, but not knowing what this is about makes it hard for me to promise." J replied.
"Ok. I'll take that as it is for now. Do you remember the night we talked about your going to camp as a dorm leader, we also talked about something else and you told us something that made us very happy and very determined to bring something about? We might just have achieved that now." John said smiling.
J took a few moments to remember and sat in silence for those moments with a furrowed brow as he concentrated his thoughts. Then the penny dropped and his face lit up and he almost shouted, "You're going to adopt me, aren't you?"
Jean entered the conversation for the first time, "We hope we can do it. Your birth mother is in prison again, and has said that she has no further interest in trying to make a family unit with you. I'm sorry as this must be rather painful to hear, but you must know all the facts. The problem is that she is in prison for a long time this time as it is the second offence, for she has been found guilty of abusing her child again. It is a repeat of the same story you suffered through. Her child being left alone for hours on end, being used in her sordid arrangements with the men she earned her keep from and so on. You know what you had to suffer and your little brother has had to suffer the same."
John butted in, "We can give you more details later, but right now I want to jump ahead a little. That night when we talked, you indicated to us that you would like to have us adopt you, and because of that we decided to renew our efforts and so got our solicitors to find out where your birth mother was and what it would take for her to allow us to adopt you. Anyway to cut a long story short, I went to see your mother last week in the prison and explained to her that we were keen on adopting you and she, I'm afraid to say, seemed almost relieved. Anyway, she has given her consent and said she will relinquish all legal rights to guardianship of you, if that is what you still want."
"Why should I want anything different? She has never been my mother, and in fact I didn't really have a mother until I came to live with you. You two are my mother and father now. Yes I want to be adopted by you." J replied.
"Well, there is a bit more yet. Firstly, you will have to go before a judge and tell him or her that you really want this and you will be questioned quite strongly by the judge and a social services counsellor, because they have to believe that you fully understand what this all means and that it is really what you want." Jean added.
"And one more thing. You will have to be prepared to accept that you have a brother, who is 11 years younger than you but whom you have not known about let alone met, but who will hopefully be coming to live with us also." John told J.
"You mean that is a condition of my being adopted, that I have to have a little brother?" J asked.
"No, that is not a condition, but we have applied to take custody of your brother, and if given that we will also be adopting him." John answered.
"Awesome," J responded, "I get a full family all in one go." J was grinning from ear to ear. "When do I see this judge guy then seeing as I am leaving on Saturday?"
"You will see him on Friday afternoon and providing it goes as we hope it will, by the time you get back from camp, the papers will have begun to go through the systems. Because we have been in the fostering programme for so long, and you have lived with us for nearly half you life already, the process should be much faster than it usually is." John told him.
"When do I get to meet my brother? And will he share my room?" J asked.
"You will meet as soon as we are able to arrange it after the hearing, and if all goes well he will move in shortly after you get back from camp. Also we thought it would be a bit hard on both of you to ask you to share a room, especially with the age difference and so we are going to turn my study into a room for Andy. That's his name, by the way." John answered.
J got up and went over first to John and gave him a hug and then he went to Jean and gave her a bigger hug. "Thank you. Thank you so much. I know I belong now."
At this Jean began to cry. "Oh J, you have always belonged to us, from the moment we picked you up from the agency, you were ours."
J was shocked to see Jean crying and felt he had said something to upset her and so he tightened his hug and said, "Please don't cry mum, I didn't mean to upset you. Please don't cry."
"What did you say?" Jean asked suddenly.
"I asked you not to cry because I didn't mean to hurt you." J replied.
"No, what did you call me?" Jean asked still sniffling.
"I ... I ... don't know." J said.
"I do," John said, "You called Jean, `mum'. And thank you for that."
"I did? Hey I did!" J admitted, "Is that ok?"
"It's more than ok J, it's bloody wonderful." Jean said and then realising that she had used a cuss word, "oops sorry J, I didn't mean to swear."
They all broke down laughing and as the laughter eased, J turned them and said, "Thank you mum, thank you dad, this means more to me than even I know, I think."
"I think it means more to all of us than all of us think, son." John answered. "Now I think a little night cap in celebration is in order. Jean, Sherries all round, do you suppose?"
"Why yes, I would like a sherry right now and J would you like one too?"
"Thank you, yes I would like to try one." J answered feeling really grown up.
John poured the Sherries and after they had sat for about half an hour sipping them down, J put his empty glass on the table and begged to be allowed to retire for the night, using those very words.
"Oh, I say, that's a bit Olde Worlde for you J." John said smiling.
"Well I kind of feel a bit Olde Worlde right now dad." J responded and then saying "good night" he took himself upstairs and was soon in his bed, with his hand wrapped around his cock and he was enjoying a euphoric wank when he fell asleep without completing the job in hand.
Well no real sex in this chapter, but I hope you enjoy the turn the story has taken. Please write to the address above and let me know.
Rick