The Most Amazing Story Ever Written

“I tell you what Robbie, you stay up here until I call you, ok?  Find something educational on the net that we could have been looking at.  No not that sort of education, you dummy!” he laughed quietly, seeing the wide grin spread across Robbie’s face, and the naked figure on the screen.  He went to the door.  “Don’t worry,” he mouthed.

Josh trotted downstairs and found his mother in the kitchen.  She’d just put the kettle on.

“Mom, we’ve got…”

“How did your first day at school go?” she asked abruptly.

“Well ok, and not so ok.”

“What do you mean?”

“I was turning round and about to step off and wham!  I bumped into this taller guy, the fell back and hit my head I think.  He insisted on taking me to see the nurse and then collected all my stuff for me whilst she examined me.  Then she suggested I go home for the rest of the day.  I had no option Mom, she made me.”

“How did you get back?  There wasn’t a School bus was there?”

“Oh this other guy, who is older; he drives.  He brought me back home.  He was very kind and polite mum.  You’d really like him; he’s a swimmer actually.  He was most concerned about me.  He thought it was his fault, but it was just me not looking where I was going really.”

“So what then?  What have you been doing with yourself?  And whose are these dreadful tatty clothes in the washing machine may I ask?” she said, going over to the now finished wash and hauling out the damp clothes.

“That’s what I was about to tell you Mom, when you interrupted me.”

“Well out with it then Josh, stop keeping it a secret…”

“I was trying to tell you Mom…”

“Hurry up then!”

“Remember you had a half-sister?”

“Well yes I did, how did you know about her?  We never speak of her in this house.”

“And did you know she had a son, Robbie?”

“We didn’t keep in touch Josh.  She took up with some fellow who was mad on racing cars.  Never at home looking after the family…”

“They’re both dead Mom, your half sister two years ago and her husband the year before that in a car accident.  Robbie was put into foster homes.”

“Oh my goodness!  But how do you know all this Josh?  Who told you?”

“Robbie did.  We’re his only family Mom, the only people he has in the world.  He turned up all scared this afternoon.  In his last foster home his foster father burned him with a cigarette on the leg deliberately, so he ran away.  He’s up in my bedroom right now.  He was afraid you’d throw him out, so I told him to stay up there until I called him.  I said I’d explain to you first.”

At first Kate’s expression was one of frustration and slight anger.  Josh had no right inviting someone in while she was out.  Then she remembered; he could only be around Josh’s age; probably he was younger.  No wonder he was frightened.  Well they couldn’t just throw him out; that was for certain.  She hadn’t liked her half-sister much; they always argued and she had hit Kate once.  Still that had no bearing on the boy and what he might be like.

“Tell him to come down Josh and we’ll have some tea to make do until your father gets home.  I expect he’s hungry isn’t he?”

“Well I made a sandwich Mom, because I figured he probably was too.  Was that ok?”

She looked at her son.  At least he was a caring sort.  “Yes Josh that was fine.  Go and get him now and we can sit and talk.”  Josh shot away upstairs.

A few moments later they both came into the kitchen.  ‘Oh my god’ she thought, ‘the poor little thing looks half starved.’  She surveyed the so very thin body and the beautiful green eyes under that mop of red hair.  They obviously ran in the family anyway.  Then she noticed the angry looking burn mark on his knee.

“Come here Robbie, let me look at that a moment,” she said gently, pointing at his knee.  “Josh, get the First Aid box will you?”

“Sure Mom.”  She hefted the slight weight of the boy onto the kitchen table and sat down again, holding his leg carefully and studying the burn.

“Ah… a small amount of infection I think Robbie; that’s why it’s so red and angry-looking.  I’ll clean it and put some antiseptic cream on it.”  She looked up to see a tear running down the boy’s face.  Kate smiled.  “We’re not about to throw you out Robbie, don’t worry.”

Which was when he jumped off the table and just about crushed her in a hug that defied his apparent strength, and became racked with heart-rending sobs.  She felt the wetness trickle down her neck and back.  Eventually she managed to calm his grief and sat him back on the table to clean and dress the wound with a waterproof dressing.  Josh had busied himself in order not to embarrass Robbie when he saw him cry.  He figured he wouldn’t want even his best friend to see him bawling his eyes out.  It wasn’t a guy thing was it?  Still, he guessed he’d have been upset too, if he’d been in Robbie’s shoes.  He went and put Robbie’s wet clothes in the drier.

Now that a dressing was firmly in place, they had some tea and Robbie tucked into some more sandwiches.  He didn’t eat that much more, probably because his stomach had shrunk so much.  It seemed he’d had to manage on what a boy of three would normally eat.  It wasn’t enough; no wonder he was so thin.

“Well Robbie, since Josh has got a nice big double bed, I don’t suppose he’ll mind you sharing for tonight at least.  When we get another bed you’ll have more room.”

Hoping he didn’t sound too enthusiastic, Josh put in, “Why bother Mom?  It’s a huge bed, and there’s plenty of room for both of us as long as Robbie doesn’t mind.  Get new beds when we’re older and grown up!”

Kate laughed.  “All right.  But if Robbie wants to sleep on his own, then we get new beds.  How about it Robbie?”

“Fine by me.  Actually Josh might want that bed himself.  I might sometimes cuddle up a bit in my sleep.  It’s all been a bit… well unsettling since mum died, you understand?”

Josh put his arm round his shoulder.  “I won’t mind Robbie; I understand how you must feel.  Until you get over it, you can cuddle up all you need mate.  There’s hardly anything of you anyway,” he grinned.

“Ok then boys, how about you go and sort out your room how you want it?”

“Yeah ok Mom, I need to take a shower anyway.  I slept a bit when I got home and woke up a bit sweaty.”

“Oh it’s you that needs the shower is it?  I could have understood if it was Robbie said he needed one.”

“Well I might too,” suggested Robbie, digging Josh in the ribs before he could say anything.

“Best you both have one then.  That shower is probably big enough for both of you anyway!” she laughed.  “I’ll get dinner prepared.”

The boys shot upstairs and it wasn’t until they were in the bedroom that Josh said, “What do you mean you need a shower?  You just had one.”

“Not with you in it!” said Robbie.  “And you can look at me properly this time without being embarrassed and I want to see you.  Is that a deal?  You said, and I quote, ‘There’s hardly anything of you anyway’.  You only saw it soft Josh.  I want you to see it both ways, and you the same.  Ok?”

Josh felt his body reacting to his thoughts.  It gave him away completely, and Robbie saw it too.  He grinned and began to strip off.

“I like the reaction I see so far,” he laughed.  Josh gave a weak grin and peeled off.  “Hmm, nice boner man.  You keep getting those?”

“Of course.  I can’t help it.”

“You know how to deal with it?”  Josh blushed to the very roots of his hair.  “Don’t get shy on me mister!  You know that Presley song, ‘Kissing Cousins’?  You wanna try some of that?”  Josh went a shade deeper red.

“You’ve done that?”

“Oh.  I’m sorry Josh.  You aren’t used to the likes of me are you?  As foster kids, you get to know a lot about sex and stuff.  Perhaps you haven’t…?”

“No I haven’t Robbie.  But I get the feeling I want to learn with you.  Will you go slowly for me?  Just a bit at a time.  I might get well flustered and embarrassed, I know that.  I’ve heard a few things that men do to each other and I wasn’t sure I believed them.  You won’t try and make me do stuff too quick will you?”

“Oh gosh no Josh, I didn’t realise.  Hey, no way.  That would be abuse Josh; that would be wrong.”

The younger, shorter boy took hold of his older cousin and held him gently.  Then Josh put his arms around his younger cousin and drew him closer, then really close.

“I… I… don’t want to stop this happening Robbie.  Just not too quick and all at once, ok?”

“Ok.  Can we still just kiss once or twice though?  I so need that from you, and we can just hug for the moment.”

 “Fair enough.”

“Ok.  I’ll explain tonight in bed, when we cuddle up.  You will let me cuddle to you in bed won’t you?   That would be so nice, or you could put you arms round me and cuddle up to me, if that feels more comfortable.  It might because you’re taller than me.”

“Ok that might be nice, yes.”

“Let’s grab our shower then, shall we?  And we can clean each other off can’t we?”

“Won’t you mind me touching you?”

“Hell no, Josh!  I want you to.  Are you ok with me touching you?”

Josh froze.  “I, er…  Yes…”

“Hold it.  Don’t make this bad for yourself.  Step in the shower.”  They both got in the shower and ran a warm flow.  “Ok, soap me up please with shower gel.  Just get me clean, and I don’t want you to miss even one square inch, ok?”

“I know what you mean, Robbie.”

“Good.  I’ll explain later as well.”

So Josh got on with it and did as he was asked.  Then in a croaky kind of voice, Josh said:

“Are you going to do the same for me Robbie?”

Robbie nodded in acquiescence of the idea, and soon had Josh lathered to the same point. Then boys being boys it went a little further until eventually they staggered from the shower, more than just clean.

 “Hold me Robbie; just hold me very tight.  I’ve never had feelings like that before.”

He felt himself swooning in the really quite strong grip of the smaller boy’s arms.  Their lips were together, not open but just softly together.  They were both shaking slightly and in some wonderment at the reaction their bodies had on one another.

 

* * * * * * *

It was much later in the evening and they had gone to bed, first spreading a soft towel in the centre just in case.  Their boxer shorts were under the pillows in case they needed them if anyone came knocking and they had to get up.

Josh’s father had been told the story of why Robbie was here, and seemed to accept it quite reasonably.  He had pointed out that they should inform the authorities in the morning in case he had been reported as missing, and would fill in the required application for adoption papers too.  Robbie had cried again, but it was tears of joy this time that his relations had accepted him into their midst.

He certainly needed close contact in bed.  He explained to Josh, and taught him slowly and carefully, about using tongues for a kiss.  Josh agreed it did get them both aroused.

“It’s a feeling of insecurity you see Josh.  I used to lie awake in my bed, hoping for another boy to come and say he wanted me with him.  Even just such a kiss was nice, and of course it used to get us both excited.  It can do that you see.  But I have also been abused Josh.  Several times in fact.  Sometimes it would be older boys in one of the Homes; once or twice it was a foster parent.  All they wanted was to get themselves off in me, Josh.  One was so big that he hurt me so badly I bled.  But I’m screwed up Josh; because they did it so much I started to like it.  Now I crave it, I’m addicted; and I don’t know what to do.  Do you think it’s possible that you might get to love me Josh?  It wouldn’t be the same if it were you and me together; I’d love you for it, and you’d be loving me too.”  He started to cry softly.

Josh hugged him tight.  “Why should I not love you Robbie?  You’re my cousin after all?”

“No Josh, I meant like a man loves a woman.  Sexually too you see?  I need that from someone so badly Josh.  By abusing me they made me a slave to sex.  Do you understand what I would need from you Josh?”

“Not really.  This is all so new to me.”

“I know, and even for me to offer myself to you is also abusing you in a way, because I would be using you to make me feel good.”

“Wouldn’t I feel good too, when it er… you know… happened?”

“Yes but do you understand what you’d have to do to make it happen?”

Realisation dawned.  “Inside you Robbie?” Josh breathed quietly.

“Yes.  Right inside.  As far as you could.”

“Oh god Robbie, and you really need that?  Badly?”

“Yes Josh.  They made me crave it.  It’s the worst kind of abuse in a way.  Not just defiling me, but to make me want and crave to defile myself now, such that I would even go looking for another boy to satisfy me.  What we did earlier was good fun and exciting, but it won’t be enough for me, I know it.”

“Let’s sleep on it Robbie.  Let me cuddle up to you and hold you?  I’m not sure, but maybe you’d like that other older boy at school more than me.  And buddy?  He’s real dishy man!  Even if you needed what you need Robbie, we can still love each other, can’t we?”

“That would be nice cousin.  Give me a kiss good night?”

They kissed, and naked as the day they were born, they cuddled as close as it was possible to get, which only naturally aroused Josh in his sleep.  He awoke at about four in the morning.  He thought he’d had a wet dream; only this was no ordinary wet dream.  The feeling was amazing.  Robbie was sobbing softly.

“I’m sorry Robbie; it happened in my sleep.  I didn’t know I was doing it.”

“I know Josh.  I probably should have woken you, but I didn’t because it felt too good.”

“It did.  I can’t believe how good you feel.”

“Well I like how you feel to me too Robbie, if that makes sense.  If this is what you need, I don’t mind this.  This isn’t abusing me; I love it.”  He cuddled himself right back to Robbie and knew he liked this.  “Are you sure it’s not doing you any harm?”

“I’m sure.  We can talk more later.  Can you stay like you are, and go to sleep?”

“Sure.” He replied softly, kissing the back of the smaller boy’s neck.

“Don’t let me go Josh; don’t ever let me go…” he fell back into his dreams.

Josh lay there thinking and kissing the boy just gently with his lips on the nape of his neck.  Wasn’t this what he needed, what he’d been missing?  This accidental union had given him feelings that he’d never felt before, and he felt a special unusual closeness to this other wonderful human being.  Being honest he didn’t understand them all properly yet.  After all he was only thirteen, not quite fourteen.  He wanted to love him, protect him, be joined like this more often, just part of his life.  He was happier than he’d been in a long time.  And feeling this happy he drifted into sleep too.

* * * *

The alarm woke them both.  Robbie silenced it quickly as it was within his reach.  His cousin was still snuggled up to him; arm round him, but no longer inside him.  He still loved that.  He hadn’t believed it would be so good, because he had to face it; some of the boys that used him were much bigger.  Was it because he wanted to be with Josh and that made all the difference?  He’d have to go carefully with Josh and find out.  One thing he was sure of; he wouldn’t force his attentions onto Josh.  He wasn’t ready and was far too naive.  He’d seen one badly abused street boy in one of the homes.  They had played together once, realising they kind of shared a common bond.  That other boy had almost no muscle left to control himself.  He had hugged him, and cried for him, knowing the hopeless feeling of being raped and abused.

“What’s up Robbie?  Why are you crying?”  He had been crying and hadn’t even realised it.

“Just some old memories Josh of another boy worse off than me.”

“Oh.”

They’d had fun again in the shower.  Josh being very much turned on by the sight of Robbie’s naked body, and because Robbie really did want to know if it was just a once off or whether Josh really did feel that nice.  They both found it wasn’t a one-off and after a while Josh had to ask him if they could just get on and leave more kissing until later, or they’d be late.

When they went down to breakfast however, there wasn’t any ‘late’ today.  David, Josh’s father had phoned in to say he was taking a day off for personal reasons, and then he told them that neither boy would be going anywhere today until they had sorted Robbie’s legal position out and schooling and the like.  He would also register him at their doctor’s as well.

Just before the time the School bus was due, there was a knock on the door, which Kate answered, and the visitor introduced himself as Jason, the one who had bought Josh home the day before.  Both boys ogled the blonde-haired, blue-eyed ‘god’ before them as he smiled at them with a perfect set of brilliant white teeth.

“Did you get your swimming done ok yesterday, Jason?” asked Josh.

“Sure did buddy.  I need to put in more training time though really.”

David picked up on this.  “Perhaps if you bought the boys back from school some days, you could use the pool out back?”

“You’ve got your own pool sir?” enquired Jason.

“Oh yes, full Olympic size too.”

“Wow!  That’s amazing.  I’d love to sir, if I may.”

“Well maybe you could come around other times and get Josh to train with you too, and Robbie too.  Robbie is Josh’s cousin.”

“Hah!  They both have amazing green eyes,” he laughed.  “Must be a family trait?”

“That’s what I thought,” remarked Kate with a grin.

“Well thank you for the offer to use the pool; I’d certainly like to take you up on that,” replied Jason.  “I think I’d better get going.  A busy day for me today.  I just wanted to see how Josh was, if he was ok, and to introduce myself so you weren’t worried.”

“Very thoughtful of you Jason.  We’ll see you again soon then.  Here, I see you’ve got a cell with you, take our number.”  Jason quickly added the phone number to his cell, and then left.  “Ok boys, time to get ready to go and see our lawyer.”

They grabbed some stuff that was necessary, and took off in the big family Mercedes.

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Will Robbie play traitor to Josh and try and get off with Jason?
Will ‘Greenpeace’ win the next election?
Will British Rail trains ever run on time?……….

This and more in the next chapter of ……………   The Most Amazing Story Ever Written

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To Be Continued By: Dakota

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Special note: A special thanks to our guest author for stepping in and writing this chapter. Unfortunately our own Sparhawk was scheduled to write this chapter but was experiencing ISP problems and hasn't been heard from in quite a while. We all hope he is doing well and that we will see him back online real soon!

Notes from the Editor:

Well, I am definately floored at the turnaround of this story. Crackerwriter is an excelent author and, just before sending me this copy he warned me it was a bit graphic, but not without intention. We all know that many children have faced the kinds of abuses described by Robbie and yes, it is a known fact that after a long period of abuse, it becomes the only attention a child may get, so it is desired. This was a serious chapter, which almost makes me feel bad for writing the last as jokeingly as I did. (I said almost ;) Now we can expect one of two things to happen with the following authors.

#1 - A special relationship will continue to grow between our two cousins or...

#2 - Aliens invade the planet and turn the population into monkeys or something and then remove all the bananas from the planet as a form of torture. (Ok, they can keep the bananas ;)