Once Upon a Time

Chapter 5

August 15, 1966

Now that my parents knew about my dreams, they were even more concerned. I told them that I was talking to Dr Goodman about them, and he was helping a lot. They weren’t as comforted by this as I had hoped. I just tried to reassure them that once the doctors figured out what was causing my headaches, the dreams would go away.

I had another series of appointments over the next couple days but was still no closer to having any answers. I could tell my dad was getting very frustrated with my doctors and wanted me to go to another hospital to see if they would be able to find out what was causing my headaches.

I said, “please dad, let’s just give them a few more days, I really like Dr Hopkins and I really don’t want to go through another round of being poked, prodded and scanned.”

He sighed, “I know Liam, but there has to be somebody out there that can figure this out.”

I gave him a hug, “ok, I will ask Dr Hopkins to recommend a specialist at my next visit.”

“Thank you, Liam, your mom is nervous wreck right now.” He told me.

I nodded, “yeah I know, so are you.”

He smiled, “that’s because we love you.”

I smiled back at him, “I love you too.”

Mom walked in a saw us talking, we told her what we talked about, she was relieved that I was going to ask about a specialist.

She gave me a worried look, “are you ok today, Liam, you look tired.”

I gave her a weak smile, “yeah, I feel ok, but I am a little tired, I think I’ll go take a nap.”

I went to my room and lay down on the bed, before my head hit the pillow, the pain hit me like a brick, followed by the flash of light.

***

I followed my mom, dad, and little sister into the house, we were just returning from Sunday church service. It was only 11 in the morning, and it was already over 90 degrees and the humidity was smothering.

Dad pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his forehead, “you just have to love August in Mississippi, I guess we should have prayed for cooler weather this morning.” He started to pull his tie loose.

Mom said, “don’t get too comfortable, you know we are going to your sister’s house for Sunday dinner.”

I ran to my room and took off my Sunday clothes and put on a pair of cutoff jeans and a T-shirt and walked back into the kitchen.

Mom said, “Liam, I told you we were going to your aunt and uncles for dinner, go put some better clothes on.”

I sighed, “mom, I thought we settled this last night, I don’t want to go to Aunt Rita’s, its’ always so boring, there is never anyone else for me to talk to.”

My aunt had three girls and they were all younger than my sister Lisa, heck even Lisa was bored when we visited. I had just graduated from high school and talking to three Jr High girls was not my idea of a good time.

Thankfully dad came to my rescue, “Joan, let the kid stay home, you might as well get used it, he will be leaving at the end of the month for college.”

Mom shrugged, “ok, fine, but Aunt Rita will be disappointed.”

Dad snickered, “she won’t even notice, she will be so busy telling how perfect her girls are.”

Mom shot dad a dirty look, he just rolled his eyes.

Dad turned to me, “since you have a free afternoon, I need you to mow the lawn. You were supposed to do it yesterday.”

I said, “I know, but I had to work late.”

He nodded, “yes and you had plenty time after work, but you had rush off with your buddies to go do God knows what.”

It was my turn to roll my eyes, “fine, I’ll cut the grass, then I may head down to the pond and fish for a while.”

Dad turned to mom, “do I really have to go? I want to go fishing.”

Mom shook her head, “get to the car. Come on Lisa, let’s go.”

They headed out the door while I had a big smile on my face. I made myself a sandwich for lunch and decided the sooner I got the grass cut the sooner I could go fishing. We lived in a small rural town of about 1000 people, our house was about a mile outside town. There were just two houses on each side of the dirt road that ran in front of our house. About six months ago the house next to us was sold, and the Wilson family had moved in. This wouldn’t have been a big deal, except the Wilson’s happened to be black. This was a big deal in 1966 in rural Mississippi. I was both surprised and disappointed when even my own father had made some comments when the Wilsons moved in. He did tone down his comments when I told him that they were just another family like us, the color of their skin shouldn’t matter. The rest of the town was worse when they talked about them. There were four kids in the family, I only knew the oldest son, Roy. He was the same age as I was, he did come to school, but only for about one week. Now schools were fully integrated by this time, but he was the only black student and was the target of a lot of hate and bullying. Roy decided it just wasn’t worth it and quit school after that first week. I never got a chance to talk to him at school, I guess I never really made effort, if I am being honest, peer pressure is a bad thing. I did have a couple short chats over the fence that separated our property, he was just like me and any other guy. I knew that he had started to work down at the local diner, washing dishes. I always thought that it was ironic that he couldn’t eat there, but he was allowed to wash dishes, and stay hidden in the kitchen.

I finished my lunch and went out to get the mower ready, I was sure the temperature had passed 100 as I pushed the mower out of the garage, so I took my shirt off and threw it back in the house. I got to work cutting the grass, just thinking about heading to the pond when I was done. I came around the corner of the house and could see the Wilson’s yard, Roy was out cutting their grass too. I smiled at him and nodded my head, he smiled back and waved as we passed each other. He was also in a pair of cutoff jeans and had taken his shirt off as well. I was admiring his body as we passed by each other with each pass we made with our mowers. I wasn’t sure why that thought came to me, I had never noticed another guy like that before. We continued our task, smiling at each other as worked. I finished up with our yard, I pushed the mower back toward the garage.

I had worked at Johnson’s Grocery store since I was 15, and last spring, I was finally able to buy an old truck. It was nothing fancy, but I earned it and was very proud of it. Before I put the mower away, I pulled my fishing rod and tackle box from the garage and loaded them in the back of my truck. I looked over at Roy still working, he saw me load the fishing gear. I walked over to the fence, and he paused his mowing.

He smiled, “going fishing, huh?”

I smiled back, “yep, just going down to Miller’s Pond, about two miles down the road. You want to come along?”

I saw his eyes light up, “I would love to, but I got to finish cutting the grass.”

His eyes were a deep brown with long lashes that fluttered when he smiled, he had the greatest dimples and a small, cute gap between his front teeth. I let my eyes wander down to a sexy sweat covered chest, two pert nipples on his muscular pecs. A smooth glistening stomach in such a beautiful shade of ebony. Damn it, there I go again, why was I thinking these thoughts.

Trying to get back on track, I asked, “is your family home?”

He shook his head, “no, they went to my grandma’s house for the day, I got to stay back if I cut the grass.”

I laughed, “same here, except it was my aunt’s house.” We laughed a bit more.

I said, “hey, how about I help you finish, then we can both go fishing.”

He smiled, “sure, if you don’t mind.”

I ran to get the mower, and about twenty minutes later we were done.

Roy said, “thanks Liam, I really appreciate the help.”

I said, “no problem, do you have a pole, or do want to use my old man’s?”

He went to his garage and had his pole in hand, a minute later we were headed down the dirt road.

I pulled into the gas station, “how about a cold coke?” That’s when I saw the “Whites Only” sign, Roy saw it at the same time. I hit his shoulder, “just stay here, I’ll get them.”

I walked in the building and pulled two Cokes from the cooler, I said, “hey Joe, just need these today, I’m headed to Miller’s Pond, hope they’re biting.”

He looked out at my truck, “might want to be careful who you pal around with Liam.”

I tossed my money on the counter, “might want to mind your own business, asshole.”

I pulled back on the road, Roy noticed I was a bit upset and asked, “everything ok?”

I smiled at him, “yeah, it’s fine. The people in this town are just fucking ignorant, that’s all.”

We got to the pond and threw our lines in the water and sat in the sun drinking our Cokes. We had kicked our shoes off and had our feet in the water, trying to keep cool.

Roy said, “thanks for inviting me along today.”

I smiled, “you’re welcome, it’s more fun to fish with someone else. It’s kind of boring if you’re along.”

He nodded, then reached over and pulled gently at the hair on my thigh, he said, “you have really hairy legs, don’t you?”

I looked down at his hand, “I guess so, yours are more muscular though.” I ran my hand along his leg. We stroked each other’s leg then both turned to look into each other’s eyes. Neither of us saying a word, we leaned toward each other until our lips met. Roy pulled back slightly and asked, “you ok?’

I smiled and nodded and went back for another kiss. We were soon rolling on the ground as our tongues fought each other. I stood and reeled my line in, Roy did the same.

I said, “I have a blanket in my truck, how about we go over there behind those trees?”

He just smiled and nodded. We were soon pulling off our shorts and laying on the blanket kissing. My God, Roy had the nicest cock I had ever seen. When he pulled down his shorts, it flopped out into view. It had to be at least 5 inches soft, laying on top of two low hanging nuts and surrounded by a small patch of pitch-black pubes. I can’t say that I was ever turned on by a naked guy before, but I sure was now. We stroked each other as we kissed, both cocks became instantly hard in our hands. I got another look at his now hard dick, holy shit, I swear it doubled in size, my fingers could barely touch when I wrapped my hand around it. He had the gentlest kiss, his full lips were just made for kissing. I had kissed a few girls in high school, but Roy was putting them all to shame.

He broke our kiss and ran his hands across my chest, “I love your hairy chest too.” We sat there for a moment just admiring each other’s body, he looked down at my dick, “can I put it in my mouth?”

I nodded as he opened his mouth and licked the head, I nearly jumped out of my skin as pleasure rushed through my entire body. He licked up and down my shaft and finally swallowed me. I lay back on the blanket as my eyes rolled back in my head, enjoying my first blow job. Roy pivoted around and his hard cock was close enough so that I could return the favor. I ran my tongue across the head and then under the foreskin, Roy moaned, the vibration giving me yet another new sensation. We continued sucking each other until I saw Roy push his finger into his ass. I let his dick fall from my mouth, “do you like that?”

He was little embarrassed, “kinda.”

I spread his cheeks and added my finger with his. He gasped and panted, “oh God, that feel so good.”

We stretched out his hole, Roy spit on his finger and spread it on the now open pucker. He asked, “will you fuck me?”

My eyes widened, “if you want me to.”

He nodded as he pulled his legs up, exposing his sweet hole. I’m not sure what came over me, but I leaned down and started to lick his hole. Roy jumped as my tongue made first contact, “sweet Jesus Liam, that is amazing.” I licked and spit, getting the hole good and ready for my aching cock. I moved and pushed the head of my cock against its target. Roy took a deep breath, and I was soon balls deep in his tight hole, he was smiling up at me, “that feels so good, do you like my hole?”

I smiled back, “yes, yes I do, you are so tight.” I felt my nuts start to tingle, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I leaned in for another kiss and filled Roy’s hole with a huge load of my seed. A second later I felt his huge cock pulsing and he coated our chests with his own huge load. We lay there for a few minutes trying to come down from our orgasmic high. I gave Roy another kiss and we sat up.

I said, “that was pretty good for me, how about you?”

He smiled, “that was amazing.”

We walked to the pond and hopped in to clean up and cool off. Just as we got our shorts back on, we heard a car on the road. I quickly tried to roll the blanket up and toss it in my truck. A car pulled up and as the dust cleared, I was able to see who it was, Chuck Hoffman and his cronies. Chuck was couple years older than I and was a complete asshole.

He jumps out the car, and says, “well, well, what do we have here, a n***** and what looks like a N***** lover.”

I closed the tail gate on my truck and said, “we were just leaving Chuck, you can have the pond all to yourself.”

He stepped in front of me, “not so fast Liam, why are you hanging out with this n*****?”

I tried to go around him saying, “none of your business.”

He grabbed my arm and said, “I am making it my business.”

He pulled both my arms behind my back, and I saw his buddies come at us with bats, they hit Roy across the face. Then Chuck threw me on the ground and then I saw the bat coming toward my head. I saw the bright light flash across my eyes.

***

I opened my eyes, Tony was holding me tight against him, as my parents were standing in the bedroom door holding each other.

I sobbed, “oh God, Tony.”

He tightened his grip on me, “I know babe, I know.”