"What would you like Sir?"
"We'll both have a cup of coffee. Black. Decaff. Then sit down, we need to talk."
Will fixed the drink, got his mom a water, and a Coke
for himself. "What can I do for you gentlemen?"
"How old are you Will?"
"How do you know my name?" asked Will suspiciously.
"We've...uh been looking into you two. Checking up on you. We just want to make sure everything is all right with you and your
mom."
"Well now that's nice of these young men, don't you think Will?"
"Bull shit."
The larger of the two men stood up and glared at Will. Let's go up to your room
lad. Will silently showed him the way. "Alright kid, here's the deal. You just lay down
on your bed, and I have to inspect you. Nothing special, just a routine check to make sure
you're progressing normally." Will laid back and wondered if the other man was being
nice to his mother.
The man undid Will's jeans and slid them down to his ankles. As he slipped a
finger under his boxers, Will began to tense up. "Now, it's alright. Just relax." He pulled
his boxers down to his knees and let out a silent gasp. This kid was progressing all right.
Yeah, I think this kid will do just fine, he thought. Then he set to work. He began
to slowly stroke Will up and down and got faster with each and every movement. He was
about to lick his head when he asked, "How's that feel boy?" But Will was sound asleep.
He had a little smirk on his face and was snoring lightly. He covered the boy with a
blanket and headed downstairs.
"He's just too damn young!"
"The boys almost a teenager, he'll be old enough."
"You said he fell asleep?"
"Well yes, but this boy has been doing a lot lately. He's still young and..."
"I thought you said he was almost a teenager."
"As I was saying, he's young, but he has to take care of himself and his mother. Plus, he has to watch out for
assholes like us coming and breaking into his house."
"That was all you idea, but you do make a good point."
"Just trust me on this one. He's huge. He might even put you to shame."
"No way, he's just a little kid!"
"Well, I just saw him, wan't to refresh my mind of his opponent?"
"Fuck off."
"With pleasure."
Will awoke with a start. He sat up and then he remembered evertyhing. The
dreams, the park, the car, the men... What had that man done during the inspection?
When did Will fall asleep, and how much longer had it taken before the man left? And
his sleep! It was peaceful. No nightmares. Only one wonderful vision. A vision of his
mom playing catch with him on the beach. The sun shone brightly above, and the warm
sand tickled underneath his feet. Then he heard a man shouting his name. A man and a
girl not to much younger than Will ran out of the water and tackled Will to the ground.
Then the three of them grabbed his mom around the waist and started a furious tickling
war. They all lay there with water dripping off their bodies and the warm sand burning
their backs. They watched as the clouds drift by, and point out the many shapes they're
able to make out of the large piles of fluff. He began to slowly drift off to sleep...Bang!
The door slammed shut and Will snapped open his eyes. He stole a glance around the
room while slipping into his trousers. he then dashed down the stairs to look for his mom.
In all his hurry, he tripped over the last step and went sprawling towards the kitchen table.
Fortunatley he was able to regain his balance and see his mother calmly sitting there. She
looked as if she hadn't even notived him. Just peacfully sipping her coffee and reading the
paper. He didn't want to disturb her, so he quietly slipped into the chair next to her. That
was when he saw the note on the table.