The Once Future King
Part One: The Boyhood
Chapter IX: Consequences.
By: Evelmys
Rating: See previous

NOTE: Due to rules and regulations of this site, I was forced to skip the last chapter. However, if you wish to read that missing chapter, you are free to PM me and I will send you the proper chapter 9. However, for story purposes, this will do just fine... Thanks for reading all -Evel

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Whenever the two of them got a chance, they dashed to the woods in a haste of physical attraction and sexual pleasure they granted their lover. Often giddy as they rode or walked, and sometimes ran to the place before enjoying the sweet tastes of each other, and the musky smell of sexual intercourse. The cravings for sex became extreme and they found themselves indulging in their passions and giving into their deepest desires.

"I love you Nick," whispered Greg, starring starry-eyed to his lover. "Please don't leave me."

"I promise, my heart will always remain with you," he smiled and kissed him. The summer was coming to a close, and Nick's first semester at the Texas school of Agriculture and Mathematics was soon approaching.

They dashed away on this day just as they had on several previous occasions. However, unbeknownst to them, they had a follower. A set of brown peeping eyes, hid in the shrubs watching as they made small romantic gestures to themselves and dashed away to the woods. Behind them, the sibling followed the hoof prints deep to the thicket. He stood quietly behind a tree and watched as the two undressed each other. Shock coursed through his body when he saw his brother and 'That Boy' hard with desire fondling each other. They giggled and joked around. Jamesran back to the house, sight unseen as the two boy's lay there in ecstasy, groaning as the other did masterful things to them.

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There was plenty of time for Greg to get to his attic when they arrived back at the house. After all, Nick and Greg had this down to a science. They planned enough time to fuck and to return to the house with enough time to finish his chores and get Greg to his attic room. When they arrived though, Nick hadn't paid much attention to anything except for watching Greg walking up the ladder to the attic.

"What do you want?" asked Nick directed to James.

"You like him don't you?" smirked James knowing the answer already.

"What gives you that idea?" There was a point where Nick would have started sweating, but there was no reason to. He just saw him looking at Greg a little bit unnecessarily longer than normal, didn't he? There was no reason to sweat that.

"You like to look at him," mentioned James.

"What does that mean?" followed Nick.

"Nothing," lied James not really stopping. "I know you like him in ways you shouldn't, and you will pay for them."

Nick's mind was reeling. Greg and he had been spotted. They were seen having sex. His heart was beating outside his chest and he ran towards James.

"Nobody else knows do they? Do they James?"

James stood there smiling wider than Nick had ever seen.

"Called dad earlier, told him all about your little sex-session there by the creek."

Nick's eyes were bug wide hearing James had already told dad.

"You, you didn't," he didn't want to believe it.

"Already did," said James turning away.

Nick placed his hand on his shoulder, but James turned around. "Don't touch me faggot," he spit a loogey right in his face.

There Nick stood with spit and mucus on his face knowing perfectly well that he was never going to see Greg again. Suddenly, dread over took him as he knew better than anyone that things were not going to be good when dearest dad returned.

He didn't know what to do, but he knew he had to warn Greg. Greg didn't need to go through this not knowing of what awaited him. He ran up the stairs and quickly climbed the ladder and burst into Greg's room.

At the sudden intrusion, Greg jumped his heart beating hard.

"What are you doing here?" asked Greg his eyes opened wide.

"Dad, er, Bill might know," said Nick quickly.

"Know what?" cautiously asked Greg.

"About, you, me, and sex," Nick closed his eyes and took a deep long breath to calm his nerves.

"He couldn't have, he was at work," said Greg trying feebly to calm Nick down.

"No, James saw us, me, you on the bank having sex. He, he fucking called dad," tears were now gushing out of Nick's eyes. Greg came to Nick and pulled his arms around him trying again to comfort him. "Maybe he didn't," suggested Greg.

"Maybe he did, Greg, if he knows this is the last time I will be able to put any kind of an eye on you."

"I know," whispered Greg. "I know he's going to beat the fucking shit out of me. I expect he'll go ballistic on me for brainwashing you. For coming onto you, probably for seducing you into having sex with me. It was me on top remember. I'm going to be the one to pay for this," Greg looked down as his own tears rolled down his face.

"What do we do?" asked Nick.

"We write, we wait, and we remain faithful to each other. Three more years Nick, three and we don't ever have to see him again in our lives."

"Doesn't seem much like a choice," sighed Nick. "Dad, he's going to find a way to get the gay out of me. It's just, Greg I have felt physically attracted to you since I was ten. He's not going to be happy until I got a ditzy bleached blonde in my arms with tons of babies. You know that's what he wants for us."

"I know, Nick, get a girlfriend then. I will love you. I won't give up on you, on me, on us. It's three years, and yes I know he's probably going to send me away."

"Greg's he's probably going to castrate you."

"Shit," cursed Greg. "He's here, you best get going. Hurry, we mustn't be seen together."

"I love you Greg, I will wait for you," he leaned over and stole possibly his last kiss.

"Love you to, just go," cried Greg and he was silent as he watched Nick disappear out of the trap door.

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Nick had barely the time to sit down on the couch and wipe the tears away when dear daddy entered with a hard slamming of the door. He tried to keep his calm and to act perfectly normal. There was after all no reason to suspect anything than a bad day at the office.

That was until he walked into the living room with eyes filled to the brim with a murderous rage. The vein was in clear view and at the moment, Nick knew he knew what he and Greg had done by the creek.

He tried to make his mind up with fighting him or just accepting the punishment he would dish out.

"I hear you have a romantic interest in Greg," said Bill Stokes rather calmer than expected. The rage that was present in his voice rang loud and clear to his youngest son.

Nick made no move to counter his beliefs. He said nothing to defend himself, nor to counter what his dear dad knew.

"Did he pressure you?" asked Bill very calmly and without jumping the bullet so to speak.

"No dad, he didn't pressure me. He did nothing wrong. I wanted it," Nick took responsibility. "I love him, and more than a brother, or a friend. I love him."

"Why son? Why you?" asked the respectable Texas judge. His eyes were saddened and concerned. "Don't worry, we will get you fixed. This problem of yours we will get it fixed."

"It's not a problem dad," Nick tries to protest, but it fell on stubbornly deaf ears.

"You will be going to an institute tonight," said Nick's dad gravely. "Pack some personal belongings." Nick did what he was instructed and returned to sitting back on the couch with his suitcase. He didn't even try to fight his dad. It was hopeless and he knew it. If he was going to an institute, then there was nothing he could do to change that. Once Bill Stokes' mind was made, that was the final word.

Bill returned moments later with the car keys in hand and Nick left with his head hung low.

"Dad," he said when Bill had been driving for a little while. "Please, don't go ballistic on Greg. I wanted it. I asked for it. He did nothing."

"He had his penis in my youngest son, do you call that nothing?"

"No, but I wanted him to put it there. Dad, I love him and nothing you do will change that. There is no place on this earth that can change the way I feel about Greg. I love him. And you can try if you might, we will be together again someday."
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To Be Continued...