Chapter 5: Callum Unloads His Worries

‘Saturday afternoon I’d finished. The house was cleaner than it had ever been. ‘I’m worn out, I’m going out tonight.’ I told her. ‘What about me,’ she said, ‘I need feeding.’ ‘No, you don’t,’ I said, ‘You have to get used to fending for yourself again. That’s what the hospital said.’

‘I went out to McDonalds then on to the pictures. When I came home, she had gone to bed, so I went up too. The next morning there was no sign of her at breakfast, so I rang George to see if I could go round.’

‘He seemed delighted to see me and asked how everything had gone. I only told him a bit of it, but I think he guessed. ‘It’s right that you should help your mum,’ he said, ‘But then so should Norman. Don’t let yourself get put on.’

‘George liked walking so we went for a long walk in the country. It was great. He knew so much and encouraged me to ask anything I wanted. I found myself wishing that he had been my dad.’

‘Where your mum and dad actually married?’ Lewis asked. ‘As far as I know.’ Callum said, ‘I’m sure she has mentioned their wedding day.’ ‘So, what’s his full name?’ Lewis asked. ‘William Herbert Preston,’ Callum said, ‘He was usually called Bill, I gather.’

‘Before he left, was he living with you at your present address?’ Lewis asked. ‘Yes,’ Callum told him. ‘Did he work?’ ‘I think so, he was a motor mechanic for the local council rubbish department, according to mum.’

‘Perhaps you’ll inherit his mechanical skills.’ Lewis said with a smile. ‘When did Norman reappear at home?’ Lewis asked. ‘It was over a week later,’ Callum said, ‘I got home from school one night and he was just there. Mum was back to her usual self. I don’t know if he just tried coming back or if she sent for him. What was said on his return if anything I don’t know.’

‘Neither of them said anything to me, so I just acted as if nothing had changed. I had never been pally with Norman before, but now I was outrightly hostile.’

‘I’ve continued doing work for George several times over the last few months. It’s like an oasis of peace working there. I’ve even stayed over a few times for the weekend. I just tell mum I’m going to stay with a school friend for the weekend. She’s never interested enough to ask who or where.’

‘The first time I stayed for the weekend, George took me out to a football match. It was only the local amateur team, but it was great, I felt like I was out with my dad. Although,’ he added with a grin, ‘I suppose grandad would be more appropriate.’

He gave a big sigh, ‘Anyway, Norman and Grant were what those three dreams are about.’

‘The last two,’ he paused suddenly looking very down after the bright look that had been on his face as he described life with George. ‘The last two are the worst. I manage to push them out of my mind as much as I can, but they still sneak back in.’

He went quiet for a while. Lewis didn’t speak, just waited. ‘I never go to sleep dreaming this,’ he said, ‘It’s always something that comes in the middle of the night.’ He looked very embarrassed. ‘I don’t think I could have told even you this,’ he said, ‘But after our hug it doesn’t seem so embarrassing, I just know that you’ll understand.’

‘I dream that I live somewhere else with a different mum and a dad. When I go to bed at night, I get a hug and a kiss. My dad takes me out to play football on the field and we go to watch matches. He teaches me all sorts of things. Mum is warm and cuddly. If I’m upset, I go to her, and her hug makes me feel better right away. All through the dream I feel so happy.’

‘Then suddenly I wake up and I’m feeling so sad and depressed that I can’t get back to sleep. The feeling stays with me for days before I can shake it off. It seems such a silly dream,’ he added, ‘Yet I’m so happy during it.’

‘Sit up,’ Lewis instructed. He got up and moved back to the side of the settee. He took Callum in his arms and hugged him. Callum settled easily into his arms and rested his head on Lewis’s shoulder. ‘It’s strange,’ Callum said, ‘Sitting here like this in your arms gives me the same lovely feeling of happiness that I get in my dream.’

Lewis turned his head and gave Callum a gentle kiss on his cheek. It didn’t get the reaction he might have expected. Callum froze in surprise then burst into tears.

Lewis held him tight in a bear hug and let him cry it out on his shoulder. As he sobbed Lewis stroked the back of his head. ‘It’s ok,’ he said quietly, ‘Let it all out.’

As his tears came to a stop and his chest became still, Callum lifted his tear-stained face up and looked at Lewis. ‘Thank you,’ he said, ‘That was the first kiss I can ever remember having.’

Lewis pulled him close again and hugged him. Remembering as he did so all the years of hugs and kisses that he had had, not just from his mum and dad, but from his brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents and family friends. A life void of hugs and kisses and love seemed hard to imagine.

Next time Callum lifted his head, Lewis kissed him on both cheeks then told him to go and swill his face. As he returned looking a lot brighter, Lewis stood up with his arms open.

Callum almost ran into them and hugged him. As Lewis gave him another kiss on his cheek, Callum lifted his head and kissed Lewis’s cheek. ‘You are the first person I can ever remember having kissed.’ Callum told him. ‘Thank you,’ Lewis told him, ‘That’s quite an honour.’

He held him in his arms for a while, then told him to lie down again. Lewis sat on the edge of the settee and smiled down at him. ‘Let’s deal with the rapes first,’ he said. ‘You suffered pain from Norman twice and Grant once. Because they didn’t care about how you felt, as well as being drunk at the time, they could have done a lot of damage to your insides.’

‘I don’t think they have done, because you would have reported some symptoms to me. However, before we go any further, I’d like to make sure.’

‘If you agree, I will rub some oil on your bum, squirt some oil up inside you, then very, very, carefully slide my index finger inside your bum and check for any damage. It will NOT hurt you in any way.’

Callum looked a bit alarmed, but then he thought, ‘If Lewis says it won’t hurt, I can be sure that it won’t. In any case he’ll be gentle not like the others.’

‘Once I can assure you everything is ok inside you,’ Lewis told him, ‘We can then look at getting the memory of it happening out of your mind.’ Callum liked the sound of that. ‘I’m in your hands.’ he said.

Lewis showed him the oil container then told him to draw up the knee nearest the back of the settee. He put a disposable glove on and dripped some oil onto his finger.

As he touched Callum’s bum, he tensed up, then relaxed as Lewis moved his finger around the opening slowly and gently giving him a lovely feeling.

Next Lewis put the nozzle to Callum’s bum and gave a squirt. Callum jumped then laughed as it tickled his insides. As he put his index finger on the opening and rubbed some more oil around, Callum closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Lewis took hold of his soft cock with his other hand and started stroking it. A smile appeared on Callum’s face as the feeling of his cock starting to grow flowed through him.

Lewis kept running his fingertip gently round his bum opening whilst stroking his cock. As Callum’s cock grew to near fully hard, Lewis started pressing gently on the middle of his bum after each circle of the opening.

Soon Callum was fully hard, his cock was throbbing in Lewis’s grip and the smile on his face had grown. As he continued to stroke, Lewis put his finger stationary on the opening and kept up a gentle but firm pressure.

As Callum’s feelings grew, he thought they were all coming from his cock, he had completely forgotten about the examination of his bum. That made his bum muscles relax and Lewis’s finger started to slide slowly in.

Callum thought that the lovely feeling it gave him came from his cock getting near to firing, so he relaxed even more. As his feeling grew Lewis’s finger had reached maximum penetration. ‘I’m getting near to firing.’ Callum called. ‘That’s ok,’ Lewis told him. ‘Just let it go.’

He drew his finger out slightly and felt the walls of Callum’s bowel. Then moved a little further out before doing the same. By the time he was almost out Calum was calling out, ‘I’m coming.’ Then as he cried out and shot three jets of cum, Lewis did his final check and pulled his finger right out.