I have to start this new story with an apology for my last one posted. "Robbery", the story pleased me until I re-read it again after posting. It really is badly written. I will re-write it when I have time and ask Nifty ro replace it.
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Rehab
Tim had been studying the file in front of him for a long time. He found it difficult to believe that the staff of a boy's correctional facility could allow the kind of activity to take place that had been the case with this subject. For two years, this boy had been raped at least once every day without fail and on many occasions had been gang raped. Staff either had turned a blind eye to it or had not known it was happening. The latter seemed unlikely which meant this boy must have felt totally isolated in what for him would have been hell.
The boy was Cameron James, eighteen years old. Convicted of the manslaughter of his father two years ago and sentenced to eight years. The first two had been completed in a youth facility. He was now supposed to be transferred to an adult prison to complete his sentence. His medical before transfer had shown serious damage to his anus and anal passage resulting in his case being referred back to the courts. The subsequent review decided time served was sufficient punishment and he was to be released after rehabilitating him.
Cameron's father had been a serial abuser of both Cameron and his mother. On the occasion that led to his case, the father was beating the mother to a pulp and Cameron grabbed a kitchen knife with the intention of trying to protect her. In self-defence he parried one of his father's lunges with a single upward knife thrust, unfortunately straight to the heart killing him instantly. Cameron had called the Ambulance and the police. His mother had died on the way to the hospital and Cameron had been charged with murder by an overzealous police inspector.
There were no places for him in the hostel used by Tim's organisation and as he was going to be supervised by Tim, his boss had asked if Cameron could stay with him until a hostel place became available early in the New Year. With only two weeks to go before Christmas Tim reluctantly agreed.
Tim was twenty-five, had a degree in Psychology and Sociology, had recently received his Doctorate and was a counsellor for mentally and physically damaged young men. He lived in an expensive Penthouse Apartment bought with a legacy from his parents when they had died. He drove a new Maserati and lived alone. Tim was also Gay.
The door to his office opened and his boss walked in followed by a young man about the same height as Tim but slimmer, almost to the point of looking undernourished, which in fact he was.
"Tim, this is Cameron James. Cameron this is Doctor Tim Baxter, he will be your mentor while you are with us and he has kindly agreed to put you up until we have a vacancy for you in the hostel."
Cameron lowered his eyes and mumbled a "Hello Sir."
"I'll leave you two to get to know each other Tim. There are two cases of Cameron's clothes and personal effects retrieved from his home. I don't know how many are going to be any use. I am sure he has grown some in the last two years. They are in reception ready for you when you leave. Have a look at them and we can make an allowance to replace whatever is necessary."
"Thank you Mike, we will have a chat here and then head for home. Cameron, come in and sit down. How are you feeling now knowing that you are effectively a free man?"
"I'm not sure I believe it Sir, I think it is just another trick to make me feel rotten. If I am going to stay with you does that mean I will be subject to the same routine that I had when I went to the warders homes at the correctional facility?"
"I'm not with you Cameron, there is no regulation that allows you to leave the facility you were in to go to wardens homes. What did you do there?"
"You know, the same sort of things I guess you will want me to do. Entertain your friends until you have all had your fill of my mouth and my arse."
The sound of total defeat in Cameron's voice shocked Tim. He walked round his desk, knelt in front of Cameron, deliberately making sure his eyes were lower than Cameron's were. He took both of Cameron's hands in his own and said.
"Look at me Cameron. Now, we will talk about what went on in the facility you were in later, but understand me. You are not coming home with me to be abused. The only time I will be touching your body will be to administer the medical treatment prescribed by your Doctor if you have difficulty doing it yourself. I have absolutely no intention of sodamising you or inviting friends to. Within certain bounds, you are master of your own destiny. I hope that over time, before you leave us you and I can become friends. Do you understand me, and more importantly do you believe me?"
"I understand you Sir but I don't believe you."
"Ok, in that case let's go and find out."
Cameron was mightily impressed with Tim's car and said so.
"You must get paid lots of money Sir to have a car like this, it's awesome."
"No Cameron, my pay is very ordinary but when my parents were killed a couple of years ago they left me quite a lot of money. We are by the way fighting to get you all of your father's insurance and of course you have the house so you will be quite a wealthy man as well if we win for you."
Cameron looked in disbelief but said nothing. He thought it was just another wind up to hurt him mentally.
"Cameron we are probably going to be working together for about a year so will you drop the Sir and call me Tim, we are after all only seven years different in age?"
"Er, I guess."
When they arrived at Tim's penthouse Cameron was once again wide eyed. The apartment was incredibly spacious and furnished with all modern furniture and fittings.
"Bring your cases through to your bedroom and I will give you the guided tour from there."
"Ok Cameron while you are here this will be your room. There is an en-suite bathroom for you, no bath unfortunately, just a shower but you can use my bathroom any time if you want to wallow. I'll show you the rest of the apartment then you can come back here and unpack. Try your clothes on and let me know what is too small. You can put personal stuff out if you want to but please don't stick things to the walls, I hate decorating."
The tour of the apartment had Cameron goggle-eyed, particularly Tim's bedroom , it had an enormous bed as its centrepiece and a bathroom big enough for a football team to use all at once.
"Ok young man. Go unpack and dress in something other than that awful prison garb then we can talk."
About twenty minutes later a very tearful young man walked into the lounge wearing nothing but a ghastly pair of prison boxer shorts.
"Nothing fits me Sir I have grown so much. Even in my present skinny state my briefs are tight on my hips."
"Ok Cameron, it's still Tim, let's go through to the den and we'll take some measurements."
A few minutes later Tim said. "No problem here. You are nearly the same size as me. Once we have filled you out a bit you will be able to wear my clothes better than I do. In the meantime, you won't look too out of place in them. Let's go and see. By the way, why do you look so undernourished, didn't they feed you at that facility?"
Cameron blushed, lowered his head and mumbled. "Yes, but I didn't go to meals very often. I had to eat naked, and usually with a cock inside my arse. I would usually have a dessert of cum from either a warder or an inmate as well."
Tim was beginning to find this boy's stories unbelievable if it were not for the medical evidence he had seen today. He put an arm round Cameron's shoulder, squeezed it lightly and said very softly.
"I don't know why you were picked on like this but believe me it is not going to happen here, ever."
Cameron tensed and pulled away looking very scared. Tim was beginning to realise how damaged the goods were that he was handling here.
Once in Tim's room he firstly dug out a new pair of hipster briefs still in their wrapping.
"Is this the kind of underwear you wore before you went to the facility?"
"Yes Sir, exactly."
"Ok, slip into my bathroom and put them on, let's have a look at you."
"Don't you want me to strip in front of you Sir?"
"No Cameron, I want you to stop calling me Sir and I want to see you in those hipsters not naked."
He looked bemused but came out of the bathroom a couple of minutes later looking incredibly sexy.
"They look great Cameron, when we have got you back in shape you are going to break a few hearts."
He blushed and Tim thought. I had better be careful, my heart might be one of them.
"I bought some new T Shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans that I liked Cameron, they are on the bed. Put one lot on and take the rest to your room then you can join me back in the lounge."
Sat on the sofa Tim motioned for Cameron to join him as he entered the room.
"I have a bad habit of shortening names Cameron, would you mind if I call you Cam?"
"No, that's ok Tim, my friends used to do the same."
"Ok I would like to get the hard bit out of the way first. Your medication includes some special suppositories for your anal passage and the special cream for the external area around your anus. There is a lot of healing to be done down there. Your Doctor assures me it will heal but to make it right we need to minimise the formation of scar tissue. In other words Cam it all has to be administered correctly. I will let you have a couple of free-standing mirrors so that you can do it yourself or, if you will trust me, I would like to do it to ensure we get it absolutely correct."
"If I let you do it I suppose I get fucked at the same time, yes."
"No Cam, I have told you I am not going to touch you in that way. I won't touch you at all if you say so, but your medication must be applied correctly to avoid permanent damage. I can ask your Doctor to come here and witness you doing it if you like so that you know if you are getting it done properly, as in most things with me, you have the final word. You make your own decisions. It does need doing today Cam so if you do it yourself we can try to see your doctor in the morning."
He looked at Tim very intently for a minute before saying.
"Let's go and do it now."
In Cam's bedroom, Tim told him to take his jeans and briefs off.
"Not my T Shirt as well?"
"No Cam it is your bum that I need access to not your body. Now, up on your bed on your tummy, legs spread wide. -- I am putting the suppository in now, ok?"
"Yes Tim no problem."
"Ok, I am going to apply the cream to the damaged area outside. This may tickle or excite you a little Cam but I have to rub it well in."
Cam squirmed a little as Tim applied the cream and rubbed it in, Tim also sprung a terrific erection. Cam had a very cute bottom. When he had completed the treatment, he told Cameron he could get up. Cam looked very embarrassed and said,
"Ok, as soon as you leave."
He turned his head to look at Tim and saw the tent in Tim's trousers.
"I have the same problem as you Tim." Looking pointedly at Tim's groin.
"I'm sorry Cameron, I think you have a very cute butt, it was impossible for me not to get excited doing what I did. But don't worry, you are perfectly safe from it."
"Are you gay Tim?"
"Yes Cam, but you are still safe, I promise."
"I am too Tim, that was part of the trouble in the youth centre, the other was that I studied all the time. I got four A Levels, three A's and a B. I always wanted to go to Uni. and make my Mum proud of me, I guess that won't happen now"
"Why not Cam?"
"Well I will have to go to prison won't I, and even if I don't, how can I go to Uni.?"
"You don't know me very well but I am telling you. In three or four years time I am going to watch you receive your degree, that is a promise."
Cameron looked at Tim searchingly again looking for the duplicity that he was sure was there.
"Thank you Tim, even if it isn't true."
Tim snorted in disgust.
"I think you and I are going to have a lot of work on our hands young Cameron James. Let's start by eating shall we?"
"Oh yes please."
"Do you like Spaghetti Bolognaise?"
"Yes very much."
"Good, I made a huge amount yesterday, just need to boil the spaghetti, heat the sauce and we are in business."
Half an hour later Cameron had devoured enough for several grown men.
"We will soon put some meat on your bones again if you continue to eat like that. Was my cooking up to standard or would you have eaten it even if it tasted like sawdust?"
"Mmm, yes to both Tim that was good."
The smile looked genuine and Tim's heart melted a little.
The two young men watched a movie after their supper, Tim then shushed Cameron off to bed with instruction that he was to shower, and new tooth cleaning gear was in the bathroom cabinet.
"I don't have any PJs Tim."
"I don't either Cam. I guess you will have to sleep naked for tonight the same as I do. We will buy you some new ones tomorrow."
Cam started to cry softly. Tim hugged him and said, "What is it youngster?"
"You aren't going to come and rape me in the night if I sleep with no clothes on are you Tim?"
"Oh Christ Cam, of course I'm not. If you feel threatened ram a chair under the door handle so that I can't get in."
He didn't and the next morning when Tim entered his room he looked rested and several years younger than the previous day. Tim sat on the side of the bed and shook Cameron gently.
"Good morning sunshine. Do you fancy some breakfast?"
Cameron stretched, realised where he was and let his thoughts show. The look on his face was `fear'.
"It's ok Cam, you are safe, do you understand. Nothing nasty is going to happen to you."
He relaxed and said softly, "I'm sorry Tim. It is a long time since I woke up naturally and there wasn't a cock in my mouth or my arse."
"I'm sorry as well Cam. We are going to nail the bastards that put you through this. I am sure they didn't plan for you to be released from your prison sentence. Now, nicer things. What would you like for breakfast?"
"Can I have anything I like Tim?"
"Of course, if I have it."
"How about sausage, bacon, eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms and fried bread, orange juice and tea?"
Tim laughed quite hard, that wasn't breakfast being ordered that was a whole regiments food ration.
"I can do everything except the tea, I only drink coffee and can we have toast instead of fried bread? Too much cholesterol."
"Yeah that's great Tim."
"Ok Cam, I want you to shower again this morning and call me when you are all dry. I need to do your medication before you get fully dressed."
The look of apprehension crossed Cameron's face again.
"It's ok youngster nothing has changed from yesterday."
"Sorry Tim."
Ten minutes later with breakfast well on the go, Tim carried out his medical duties.
Cam sniggered when he rolled over on completion. He had sprung a stiffie and could see Tim's tenting his jeans.
"You can laugh, this is embarrassing. I am supposed to be restoring your faith in people not getting an erection every time I touch you. It will only get worse as I feed you up as well because that sexy body of yours is going to get sexier. Do you want to work out with me in the gym just to add more to my misery?"
Tim looked and sounded embarrassed. He also sounded genuine and friendly.
"Yes please Tim."
Cameron was smiling. Maybe this guy was genuine, whatever, he was going to enjoy this while he could and with that thought he relaxed completely. Go with the flow and make the most of the good times even if he was still unconvinced they were going to last.
Breakfast finished, clearing up done two contented guys ready to go shopping.
Tim rang his boss.
"Mike, none of Cameron's clothes fit him. How much will the unit run to to re-clothe him?"
"I think I can swing £300 for now Tim. We may be able to do more later and set it against his assets."
"Ok, Mike, we are going shopping. I have no urgent cases to worry about so I am going to continue bonding with this young man today and bring a time bomb in for you to deal with tomorrow."
"What kind of a time bomb?"
"A very nasty one but not over the phone."
"Ok Cam, we are going to hit the shops. You are going to get a new wardrobe."
Tim was delighted with his new charge after a few hours of shopping. Using a lot of his own money Tim had Cameron fitted out with a load of designer clothes from his underwear all the way out. It was fun and Cameron really seemed to be losing his inhibitions around Tim, taking his clothes off with gay abandon to model everything for him. Tim was pleased he couldn't model underwear otherwise he was convinced Cameron would have been raped on the spot.
They had lunch out and arrived home mid afternoon. As soon as they were in the apartment, Cameron threw himself into Tim's arms and kissed him full on the lips.
"Thank you Tim, thank you, thank you, thank you. The clothes are wonderful."
Tim pushed him away gently.
"You mustn't do that Cam. It's not right"
There were tears in his eyes as he said it. He had known this boy for less than twenty-four hours but already he wanted to take him to bed.
Cameron saw Tim's tears and he cried too.
"I'm sorry Tim, I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"You didn't embarrass me, I loved it but we mustn't go there. Go and hang all your new clothes up. We have to get serious for a couple of hours so when you are ready join me in the study."
Cam left the room with his bags feeling that he had somehow let Tim down. He cried all the time he was unpacking realising that he was developing strong feelings for his mentor.
"Please God, let this be real, let Tim be as good as he appears, don't let this be a cruel game." He prayed so hard until he knocked on the study door.
"Come in Cam. Sit down and I want you to answer my questions as fully as you can. This will almost certainly be very painful for you but if we are to nail the bastards that have abused you, I need absolutely accurate details. Do you understand?"
"Yes Tim, I'll try."
"Good man. Now first, I want the names of all the warders that actually abused you after taking you out of the facility."
Tim put the names directly on to his computer and then taking them one at a time he made Cam recall all the physical details of each one. Details that he could only know if he had been intimate with them. Their groin area, size of penis hard and soft, cut or uncut, any other features he could only know if he had seen them naked. Details of their underclothing, the inside of their houses, every tiny detail, nothing was to be missed. Next, the warders who had condoned the dining room rapes and face fucking plus those that had taken part. Details of any staff participation or witnessing acts carried out by the other inmates. A few sample descriptions of a session where multiple bodies were involved.
Cameron cried a lot during this answer but the detail was graphic.
"A typical session would be after dinner when we had no organised activities. There was this big guy from East London. He had murdered someone so we were all scared of him, even the warders. He would get half a dozen mates and with me usually carried like some sacrifice to the Gods we would return to the dining room. The duty warder would stand by the doors to stop any one else entering and to watch the action. I would be laid on a table cross ways so that my bum hung over one side and my head the other. My legs would be pulled back and spread as wide as they would go. The leader, called Billy would whack my bottom with his bare hand until I was screaming with pain and begging him to stop. One of the others would straddle me and my face would be fucked violently. I could never move out of the way or control how much cock I took because my head would be locked in between his knees. I frequently used to lose consciousness because I couldn't breath, particularly with Billy because he had about twelve inches of very thick dick. No one ever used lube when they fucked me so I bled every night. After they had all finished fucking me at both ends I usually had to crawl over and give the warder a blowjob before kneeling by the door. As the boys left they would all put their cocks in my mouth and empty their bladders. Sometimes they would make me stand and bend over and piss up my bum, but not very often because the warders said I made too much mess trying to get to a bathroom."
"Oh God Cam, I would have died."
"I wanted to often Tim but I always thought about my Mum and how much she had wanted me to be successful."
They had been at it for nearly three hours when Tim called a halt. Both of them were crying. Tim walked round his desk took Cameron in his arms and caressing his face and neck sobbed to him,
"I am so sorry Cam, it must have been horrendous to have that kind of thing happen to you every day. How did you survive?"
"I don't know Tim, I wanted to end it all many times but I couldn't let my Mum down."
They had an early supper, Cam went for his shower and Tim was called to administer medication when he was ready. After applying it Tim said.
"I have a soothing body lotion that will help you relax Cam, would you like me to apply it. It will mean me touching your body all over front and back."
"Yes please Tim, you are being so good to me, you can do anything you like."
"Just the massage youngster, much as I would like to take you up on your offer."
Tim realised as he started to work Cam's back and even more so with the front, how scrawny he was. The basics were there and with a few more pounds on him and some quality gym time, this was going to be one beautiful young man. Cam was very hard by the time he turned onto his back, his uncut cock was rigid, quite perfect and about seven inches long with medium thickness and a lovely pink head now clear of the foreskin. Tim rubbed the body lotion into everything leaving the cock and balls until last.
"I will use the lotion on this Cam," Tim said as he took Cam's penis in his hand. "But you will have to bring yourself off if you want to, it would be wrong for me to do it. I am overstepping acceptable boundaries now but you have been so good today I wanted to reward you."
"Thank you Tim, please make me cum though, your touch is so nice."
"No Cam, if I take advantage of you now I am no better than those warders."
"One day Tim we will make love, won't we?"
"Probably, but not while I am your mentor."
With that, Tim bent and lightly kissed the end of Cameron's penis before getting up and leaving the room.
"Sleep tight Cam. I'll see you in the morning."
The next day Tim produced the transcript of his interview with Cameron. Mike was shocked beyond belief.
"This can't have happened Tim, the boy has to have made this up."
"Mike I know you can't, but if you saw that boy's anal passage and the entrance to it you wouldn't doubt one word of it. He looks as though he has been butchered. Do you realise that boy has been raped every day for two years, even while he ate lunch they used to rape him. Inmates and warders alike."
"I want them nailed to a cross Mike before they have the chance to do it again."
"How is he in himself after all this?"
"Remarkably well balanced. He was very wary of me to start with and I am quite sure he doesn't believe that he is effectively a free man, but apart from that, I am having no trouble with him. He is intelligent, has an active sense of humour that could get me in trouble never mind him. He was terrific fun to shop with yesterday, oh yes, and he has the most amazing appetite. Making up for all the meals he missed I think."
"Be careful Tim, your thoughts are showing. He needs rehabilitation, not prolongation for his problem."
"I'm sorry to hear you say that Mike, you know I am far too professional to let anything wrong happen however close to Cameron I may become. My only aim now is to see him back to normal with all his fears swept away. When that happens I might be in trouble but not while I am his mentor. I will file my regular reports with you as usual. You will see that we are both making healthy decisions."
"Ok Tim, in that case let's give this transcript to the police and see what they can discover. Where is Cameron now?"
"In my office, we are going to continue where he left off yesterday and after lunch I am going to take him with me on my rounds of my other cases."
"Do you think that's wise?"
"Yes. I think he needs to know where I am coming from. We are going to hit the gym after that. I want to turn his weight gain into muscle and I want him to learn martial arts. He was so subservient before and that I am sure was why the warders and inmates hit on him in such a big way."
"Ok Tim, I will as always rely on your judgement."
The day went well, Cameron was relaxed and appeared happy and interested in everything going on around him, particularly the jocks he encountered in the gym showers.
Tim whispered to him,
"Not so obvious youngster, some guys get stroppy if they see another guy ogling their groin. Even if some of them are quite impressive."
Cameron laughed, blushed and replied, "Yes I can see, but yours is the sexiest."
Tim's turn to blush.
The counselling continued, Cameron put on weight and began to look very buff, his real character started to shine through and Tim fell in love.
They spent Christmas together and Cameron cried because Tim had bought him so many presents.
"You are so good to me Tim, why, I can't be worth all this."
"Cameron, you are becoming very special to me so you are worth it. Besides, I haven't had anyone to spoil for years, this is good therapy for me as well."
"I don't care what you say Tim I am going to show you how much I appreciate this."
With that he grabbed Tim's face and gave him a very loving kiss, and then another one, and Tim dissolved.
"Oh God Cameron don't do that, I am beginning to love you so much, don't make my job any more difficult."
Tim pushed him away gently and turned away to head for the kitchen. Cameron came up behind him and said very quietly.
"Did you mean that Tim, really mean it. You really love me?"
Tim turned round and with the tears burning the back of his eyes whispered,
"Yes Cameron, you can't have any idea how much. Every day I see a new piece of you that is special; you are filling a huge void in my life. I want to make love to you so much it hurts."
"Do it then Tim, make love to me, you know I want you to. No one has ever wanted to make love to me, only rape me. Please show me what it is like to be loved."
Tim sobbed uncontrollably, "I can't Cam, I will be destroying the trust that I need for this job."
"Please Tim, no one else need know. I want to touch you in all those special places and feel your penis in my mouth and in my bottom."
"No Cam, no."
They were both crying hard and trying to console one another.
They slept together on Christmas night but Tim only cuddled this beautiful boy. They were both frustrated as hell but Tim would not compromise his beliefs.
"Good morning Lovely Boy, you feel good first thing in the morning."
Laughing as he said it, Tim carried on, "and in the evening, and the middle of the night when I wake up."
Cameron snuggled into Tim's chest and replied. "This is the best feeling in the world, waking up cuddling someone you love. Please Tim let me kiss you good morning."
"Oh no, I haven't even cleaned my teeth yet."
"I don't care Tim, I just want to kiss you."
"I want to kiss you too, just a little one though otherwise it will get out of hand."
It got out of hand, Tim orgasmed just from the kissing. He hopped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. As he came out of the shower, Cameron was stood ready with a towel.
"I'm sorry Tim, please forgive me. How long will you have to be my mentor?"
"Not long I hope Cam, I have a couple of ideas that hopefully will knock this present situation on the head."
The next week saw them grow even closer together adding huge amounts of frustration and stress to their relationship. On the first morning, back at work in the New Year Tim went to Mike with a request.
"Mike I would like Cameron to sit with the assessment panel as soon as possible. Alternatively, I would like him changed to a new mentor but left with me rather than the hostel. He really is a well-balanced young man and I would like to enrol him in the Open University ready for the next semester."
"You have breached your guide lines Tim haven't you?"
"No Mike but I can't guarantee I won't if we stay the way we are. I can't pretend Mike, he is everything I ever wanted for a companion and a lover. I can't keep my hands off him forever and taking him away from me will probably be quite harmful. I love this job Mike and I know I am good at it but for Cameron I will give it up and concentrate on loving him."
"I will see what I can do, I don't want to lose you either."
The assessment panel was very thorough and very sceptical because of the short time Cameron had been in therapy. Both Cam and Tim were quizzed, but at the end they approved because of Tim's answer to their final question
"Why are you intending to allow Mr. James to remain as your lodger Dr. Baxter?"
"I have enrolled him in the Open University Sir and believe that I can keep his nose to the grind stone while he completes his degree. Cameron James is a young man of above average intelligence who was dealt a bad hand. I would like to see his fortunes restored."
"Cameron you are able to support yourself financially so we are going to grant you your freedom without strings. You may return to us at any time if you would like a mentor again. Good luck."
Tim drove straight home, the pair of them were tearing clothes off as they walked through the entrance door and were naked by the time they fell onto Tim's bed.
"Please fuck me Tim I will die if I have to wait any longer."
"No Cameron. Your bottom isn't ready for that yet, but I am going to make love to you. I hope you will enjoy it."
Tim started at the top, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, neck and on down, nibbling truly beautiful little nipples that hardened quickly into little nodules standing rigid. Tim nipped those causing gasps of pleasure.
"Do you really want to stay with me here now that you are a free man Cam?"
Cameron pulled away from Tim, looked in his eyes and said,
"What kind of silly question is that Tim? Do you love me? Do you want me to stay here with you?"
"Emphatically yes to both questions, but now you are free and independently wealthy you can do what you like."
"I love you too Tim, I want the remainder of our lives to be spent together. Please don't ever ask, or wonder if I want to stay with you. I do, I always will I am sure. If I am here it is because I love you."
Tim continued working Cameron's body until the only thing left was the groin area, by which time he was already gasping. Tim started on the ball sac, licking it thoroughly before moving up the shaft of his penis. When Tim's tongue reached the fraenulum, the licking became more intense and Cam nearly went into orbit.
"Oh God Tim that feels incredible, Oh no what are you doing now?"
Tim had swallowed the head in one and was running his tongue all over the glans and under the edge of it. Back down to the balls and licking very hard now across the perineum stopping just short of Cam's pinky. A few more minutes, slick hands, overactive tongue, and Cameron showered his chest with cum, screaming with the intensity of his orgasm. Tim took most of it in his mouth and continued sucking on the head until Cameron could take no more.
"Oh Tim please stop I can't take any more, you are driving me crazy."
Tim slid up to Cam's face kissed him passionately and said,
"Was that ok lover?"
"Oh crikey Tim that was fantastic but I want you to fuck me. When are you going to? It's driving me crazy, I want you inside me so much."
"I know lover, but remember I get a close look at your bottom twice a day. Give it until the end of the week and then we will make an appointment with the doctor and let him make the decision."
"You aren't going to ask him if you can fuck me are you Tim?"
Tim laughed, "Not blatantly Cam. I'll try to be a little bit subtle. I have an idea though. Why don't you fuck me, I would love to feel your beautiful penis inside me."
Cameron froze, unfroze and said in a panic,
"I couldn't Tim. I've never fucked anyone."
"Ok, I will feel honoured then when you do it to me."
"But I don't know how, supposing I get it wrong, I might hurt you."
Tim was laughing hard by now,
"Cameron you are classic. Of course you know how and the only hurt you could do is a little on initial entry. Don't worry, I know it will be wonderful."
Tim had Cameron rock hard again in no time. Just the thought of putting his cock in Tim had him lusting for the action. He entered Tim gently and came almost immediately.
"Oh Tim I am so sorry, it just felt so amazing, how can you ever forgive me?"
Tim was laughing.
"Forgive you, are you kidding. What an incredible compliment you have just paid me. I must really turn you on if I can make you cum that quickly."
Cameron had started to cry but stopped instantly, he was almost in shock at Tim's answer.
"Do you mean that Tim, you aren't just saying it?"
"No I'm not just saying it, I will always mean what I say to you Baby, I love you so much Cameron you are never going to do anything wrong to me except leave me."
"I'll never leave you Tim, I think I'm the luckiest guy in the world having you as my lover and I can't imagine ever loving anyone else."
Loving cuddles for a little while to recover before Tm hopped out of bed to shower.
"I have to do some work today Cam, what do you want to do while I am out?"
"I can keep myself occupied here Tim. What time will you be back?"
"Probably not until about eight, are you sure you will be ok?"
"Of course. I'm a big boy now."
Cameron was laughing and Tim grabbed him and kissed him while hugging him nearly to death.
Tim tried to hurry his work but it was still past eight when he walked back into his apartment. He immediately sensed that it was different. It smelt fresh and there was the unmistakable smell off freshly baked bread. He followed his nose through to the kitchen noting that everywhere looked tidy and he could smell and see the use of furniture polish. The dining table was set for two with candles burning and the lights dimmed.
In the kitchen, Cameron had obviously not heard Tim because he was working away preparing dinner. He was wearing just a tiny pair of his designer briefs and a chef's apron.
"That is so not fair lover man."
Cameron spun round saw Tim and broke into the most radiant smile Tim had ever seen. He was across the kitchen and in Tim's arms before he could think about it.
"I wanted to try to show you how much I love you by cooking you dinner."
Tim laughed and said, "You could serve me sawdust if you remain dressed like that and it will taste like gourmet food."
The ensuing kiss shook them both. Passion was flowing like lava in this room. Definitely, some very heavy feelings of love were sparking between these two young men.
Cameron did put some clothes on but still looked ready to be raped.
At dinner, Tim had two pieces of news for his new love.
"Your rape and abuse case will not be going to open court Cam."
Cameron looked shocked and worried.
"It's alright Baby, the warders, confronted with the overwhelming evidence of your statement have all pleaded guilty and will be sentenced without you having to testify in any way. My boss has been told in confidence that they will all get about fifteen years. The other news is that we are off to see the doctor at nine in the morning."
Tim prayed that night after they had made love that tomorrow night he would be able to make love to this wonderful Boy/Man properly.
Big breakfast, smart gear for Cam and they were off to the doctor's.
"Hello Cameron, hello Dr. Baxter. You look very well Cameron, your freedom has obviously been very good for you. You look remarkably chipper as well Tim. Something good has obviously happened in your life since I last saw you."
"Mmm, yes, I guess it has Donald."
Tim couldn't avoid the look of love he flashed at Cameron and both other parties didn't miss it.
"Let's have a look at the offending parts then Cameron. Would you like Dr. Baxter to leave?"
"Oh no Sir, he has been administering my medication so his presence won't embarrass me."
"Ok in that case we'll go the whole hog. I want to have a good look at all of you today, you were so undernourished when I last saw you I might as well update all the measurements and details I took then. Slip behind the screen and disrobe for me Cameron. Everything, just like you did before"
Tim and Donald sat talking while Cameron undressed.
"I don't know what you have been doing to that boy Tim but he looks amazing.
The review and assessment panel informed me he has been discharged from their jurisdiction and is now lodging with you as a permanent arrangement. He has bounced back very quickly. You must be very good at your job."
"Well I might be but for Cameron I have pulled out all the stops. I wanted to see him well quickly. He is an amazing young man."
"Mmm, well let's see whether he is physically as well as mentally."
"Up on the scales first Cameron."
"My God boy, no wonder you look so good. Tim what have you been feeding him? He has put on nearly twenty pounds and no fat by the look of it."
"Yes well, we work out at the gym several times a week and Cameron is also taking Martial Arts classes. He does look incredible doesn't he Donald?"
Cameron was stood on the scales showing his back. His cute butt and classic V shaped torso were extremely attractive and for Tim very sexy. When he turned round, the beginning of a six pack could be seen and newly formed pecs coupled with a very pretty package of cock and balls were even more attractive to Tim.
The look was there again and Donald knew now why both of these young men were in such fine form.
"Up on the table Cameron, let's have a look at the damage."
Cameron hopped up on the examination table on his tummy and spread his legs.
"No son, on your back and we are going to slide your feet into these stirrups."
As he was speaking, the Doctor slid out two contraptions from the side of the table and lifted Cameron's feet into them before adjusting them. They were normally used when the Doctor carried out internal examinations on women, but adjusted a little further back would leave a male anus suitably displayed for examination.
Cameron blushed and Tim got a rock solid erection.
Donald became very professional then puting sterile gloves on before pulling Cameron's arse cheeks apart to examine inside of his anus. He applied some gel to a finger and said.
"Tell me if this hurts Cameron, even a tiny bit."
Donald could only feel smooth skin once he was up to the third knuckle of his index finger. He moved it around hoping he would not encounter any scar tissue but not being over confidant about it. Of course, he struck Cameron's prostate several times and despite himself, Cameron got an erection.
"I'm sorry about that Cameron, would you like Dr. Baxter to leave?"
Cameron sniggered like a little boy, he couldn't help himself seeing Tim's discomfort by this new turn of events. He looked at Tim with all the love he had for him and said.
"That's ok Sir, Dr. Baxter sees my erection at least twice a day when he administers my medication."
Tim blushed and Donald laughed.
He finished the internal examination, checked the outside of the anal entrance and with a gentle smack on Cameron's bottom, released the stirrups and said to him.
"You are fine boy, go and get dressed."
"Now I know why that boy has made such remarkable progress Tim. He is very much in love with you, and my guess is that the feeling is reciprocated."
Tim blushed again.
"Yes Donald, from day one I'm afraid. He is an incredible young man and I love him so much it hurts sometimes to just look at him."
"Well, he is a lucky young man in lots of ways. Physically he is fully healed, no scar tissue, no after effects of his physical ordeal at all and from what I can see you have more than taken care of his psychological side. Look after him Tim if this is long term and be very careful if it isn't."
"Don't worry Donald, if he will have me this is for life."
"I heard that and it is."
Cameron appeared round the screen then grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
"Does this mean that Tim can stop treating me like a piece of delicate china then Sir?"
"Oh yes I should think so Cameron, just make sure you are well lubricated every time."
He was grinning wide enough to match Cameron, and Tim was blushing even more scarlet than before.
When they arrived home Cameron rushed up to Tim's bedroom found the Wet Light and put it on the bedside table, stripped naked and spread-eagled himself on the bed.
Tim walked through the door to be confronted by a beautiful fawn, naked and hard as iron.
"Now you have no excuse, please fuck me Tim, truly make me your slave."
Their love making for the next hour was indescribably gentle and oozing with love and affection. When Tim entered Cameron it was like nothing he had ever experienced in his life. He cried softly through most of it. When they were both sated Cameron rolled on top of Tim and kissed him all over his face for ages whispering endearments between kisses.
"Tim I will never be this happy again in my life. I love you so much. You are an amazing lover."
"So are you Baby. I hope I was worth waiting for and that I didn't hurt you at all."
Cameron laughed loudly.
"Are you kidding? You could have raped me like they did in prison and I would still have loved it. I have wanted you since the second day I was here and realised how special you are."
The pair of them made love often, never slacking off or growing tired of the sex.
Cameron took his degree course and earned a first in computing. As promised Tim watched him receive his degree three years after they first met.
Maybe this story will have a happy ending. The first three years make it a strong possibility.
Like many of my stories, this one has the outlet for a second part. Not at present planned, but if enough of you say you want it I will develop an on going theme for Cameron and Tim.