Felipe Moore - Chapter Fifteen

Kingwell By Kingwell, 1st Feb 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/yr-3-d-i/
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Andrew realizes that that sometime is bothering Felipe and hopes to get him to talk about it but all to no avail as Felipe remains silent.

Felipe's Temptation

Felipe lay in bed eyes closed, yet sleep was denied him. On one hand, Andrew's warm body cuddled into his was like a dream come true, the sort of thing he had dreamt about but was sure would never happen. On the other hand, he was a teenager with raging hormones and physical needs, no matter how terrible and obscene they might appear. Andrew he knew, was innocence exemplified and the thought of even the most rudimentary sex with another boy was something that would never have entered his head. Felipe could tell from his breathing that he was sleeping soundly and it took all the will power he could muster, not to slip his fingers under the waistband of the young man's underpants.One voice in his head was saying "he's asleep, he'll never know - it can't do any harm", but a louder and more persistent chant kept repeating " but you'll know" - "you'll know" - "you'll know". Felipe drew back his hand which was just starting to move towards Andrew and buried his head in the pillow. His eyes filled with tears - what was wrong with him? Why did he alone have to live with this awful obsession? Could he even survive three more nights in bed with this handsome lad without committing some terrible abomination? He wondered, not for the first time, if he should end it all. Hell, he thought, as more tears rolled down his cheeks, could be no worse than this.

The Long Night

Hoping to get his mind away from the present, Felipe began silently reciting some of his favourite poetry - the children's poems of Robert Louis Stevenson, Alfred Lord Tennyson's A Farewell, Break, Break, Break and Crossing The Bar. All through the night he continued, Lord Byron, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Wordsworth, Longfellow, Walt Whitman and Robert Frost. The last thing he remembered was daylight forming in the room. It seemed only minutes before Andrew was calling him to get dressed for breakfast. The young man himself was already washed and dressed, in fact this was his third time calling Felipe. Jumping quickly out of bed and noting that he had a headache, Felipe dressed and headed for the outhouse. He returned in a few minutes, washed his face and hands, and the two headed downstairs for breakfast. On both previous evenings, Andrew had sensed Felipe's preoccupation and knew it was about more than the math exam. He realized that something was wrong and thought that maybe Felipe would want to talk about it but since his roommate had remained silent, there was little that he could do. This morning however, it was clear that he had slept very little and his tear stained face told Andrew that the 'something' was serious. Today he decided that they must concentrate on the exams and hoped that Felipe was up to the task that the math final might present. Perhaps tonight he might open up about whatever was bothering him.

The Math Exam

Having finished breakfast and after walking to school with the other students, Felipe was starting to feel better. The headache he'd had earlier was gone and his thoughts were now of the math exam that he would be writing this morning. Today he remained in the classroom reading and rereading the answers that he'd written until the signal was given that their time had elapsed. He was pleased that he had answered all questions and wondered how his paper compared with the others, especially Andrew who appeared to be a bit of a whiz kid as far as math was concerned. Outside he found Andrew waiting for him, anxious to know what he had thought about the test. Mona and Ada soon joined them and after comparing their answers with those of the others, all felt that they should have scored at least a passing mark. The afternoon final was General Science, a subject that all four felt comfortable with. Tomorrow would be their third day in Harbour Duffet and the only day with no finals to write. There were two exams on Thursday and the last on Friday afternoon. They would be returning home on Saturday morning. At suppertime, Mrs. Ball advised them that although there were no exams, breakfast would be served at the usual time on Wednesday morning.

An Evening to Relax

Since the evening was warm and sunny Mona and Ada suggested that the four of them go out walking as most of the other students were doing. With four of the seven finals completed, everyone seemed in a good mood, although Felipe remained his usual quiet self which really surprised no one. Aside from the sixteen students staying with Mr. and Mrs. Ball, there were also fourteen from Harbour Duffet who were writing the CHE exams and most were also out walking. Add to this the hundred or so others in the community who were under twenty, and a stranger walking the road that evening might be for forgiven for thinking that the town had been taken over by children and teenagers! As the evening wore on the younger members of the group began disappearing into the various houses but groups of up to twenty teens had gathered in some of the more out of the way places. They chatted, got to know each other and every once in a while a boy and girl would break away from the group to continue a conversation that both probably hoped might lead to romance. Eventually, most of those staying with the Balls, guessing it was nearly ten o' clock, began to make their way back to the house. They arrived to find that they were nearly a half hour late but Mrs. Ball, perhaps remembering her own youth, was quick to forgive and soon everyone was enjoying the lunch that she'd prepared for their return. Thanking Mrs. Ball and wishing everyone good night, they were about to return to their rooms when the last two boys came though the door looking a bit sheepish. The others smiled and some asked if their new girlfriends had gotten home safely. The hostess smiled too and quickly poured two more cups of hot tea.

Andrew's Concern

Back in their bedroom Felipe and Andrew lay on top of the bed for their usual conversation before retiring at eleven-thirty. Andrew had done most of the talking on previous nights but he was still concerned about Felipe and hoped that tonight he might come out of his shell. After some small talk mostly about the exams and tonight's stroll around town, they lay silent. In a few minutes Andrew, realizing that Felipe wasn't going to say anything, decided to ask him about Southern Arm and his family and then lightheartedly, if he had a girlfriend. Felipe replied that there really wasn't much to tell about his hometown, that he had five brothers but no sisters and he was the youngest. As Andrew seemed to be waiting for him to continue - at last he grinned and added that he'd never had a girlfriend. It was soon clear to him that Felipe didn't like to talk much, especially about himself but was content to listen simply nodding in agreement. But he had seen Felipe's tears and haggard look this morning and was certain that something big was bothering his friend! Realizing that there was nothing more that he could do at the moment, he decided to be more observant and see if there were any more signs that his roommate was upset to the extent that he suspected. Maybe he thought it was best to forget about it and let Felipe talk about it to someone whenever he was ready.

An Embarrassing Moment

As they undressed for bed Andrew noticed that Felipe appeared uncomfortable and quickly slid under the sheets leaving him to blow out the lamp. He remembered that it had been the same on the previous two nights as well. Perhaps he thought, his friend had a birthmark that he didn't want others to see. He realized that it was none of his business but it was natural for him to be concerned and want to help. He wasn't sleepy tonight but knew that he must try to get some rest. Felipe was of course, having the same problem as other nights but was even more determined not to do anything stupid. He now considered Andrew to be a friend but knew that he could trust no one. By now his new friend had once again cuddled into his back and had one arm around his waist. He waited for a few minutes and when he felt that Andrew was asleep, adjusted his underpants to make himself more comfortable. He knew that there would be little sleep again tonight and wondered for a few seconds if it might be possible to take care of his 'problem' without awakening Andrew. Some of the boys he knew in Southern Arm would not have cared if they were discovered or not but Felipe was sure he would die if Andrew awoke and saw what he was doing. Suddenly the thought struck him that maybe his roommate was having the same trouble but almost immediately laughed at the thought as he felt the arm that held him tightly. He was tired as he'd gotten very little sleep the previous night and closed his eyes hoping for a little rest. He dreamt of Andrew and felt the boy's body grinding into his own. Suddenly he awoke with a jolt and setting up in bed saw Andrew's surprised face looking into his own. Then he felt the wetness in his underpants and his face reddened!
To be continued - See Chapter Sixteen.
Read from the beginning - See Chapter One.

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Alfred Lord Tennyson, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Embarrassing Moments, Hell, Hormones, Kingwell, Longfellow, Lord Byron, Moses Ingram, Robert Frost, Robert Louis Stevenson, Roommate, Tears, Walt Whitman, Wet Dream, Wordsworth

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I am 75 years old and retired.I like writing short stories, poetry as well other articles of interest.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

Tough indeed are the teenage years. Roller coaster ride of emotions that spares none. Thanks Kingwell, this is a winner! siva

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

Thank You Siva for your continued support. There are stories that must be told and many people cannot understand. We must remember too that thing were vey different sixty years ago. Education has helped today.

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

this is getting hairy dear Kingwell..thanks...

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

I want to tell the story as it has been told to me though Felipe represents more than one person and much of the story is fiction. Nevertheless there were people as confused as Felipe and at the time with absolutely no one to help them.

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

Thank you Carolina and I hope you will continue to read. Blessings.

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author avatar Fern Mc Costigan
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

nice story gets interesting by every chapter your write my dear friend, my congratulations on such a great gem of a job!

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

Thank you Fern

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author avatar Carol
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

Very enjoyable Kingwell

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Feb 2014 (#)

Thank you Carol

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author avatar Delicia Powers
4th Feb 2014 (#)

The pain and passions of youth...without the wisdom of life- lead to so many overwhelming problems... in the times of Felipe's youth they seem even more overwhelming...

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author avatar Kingwell
5th Feb 2014 (#)

Thank you Delicia, I agree and we must remember that even today it is still difficult. Sixty years ago however, there was no one to talk to about such things and ignorance was rampant.

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author avatar Mariah
7th Feb 2014 (#)

My heart goes out to Felipe..as you say Kingwell, he represents a lot of young people who have gone through the emotional hell of 'being different' and having to bottle up their feelings in fear of being branded a freak,
so looking forward to reading more of Felipe's journey in life..roll on chapter 16 and thank you again for posting this compelling read.

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author avatar Kingwell
7th Feb 2014 (#)

Thank you Mariah. Chapter Sixteen should be out today. Blessings.

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