Juvenile Detention

By: Rick Masters
(© 2015-2016 by the author)

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Chapter 50
The Return

On the journey back to Steven's home, Josh thanked Steven for arranging his visit and making it so special for him and Sam.

"It was a pleasure. You will probably never realise the extent of what you've done for us at the Academy with the way you get people to change and change so quickly. I don't know how you do it. I'm guessing you don't even realise you're doing it. But look at how Karl has taken you in and sorted out a lawyer. Look at the changes in both the inmates and staff at the Academy. Look at how my daughters were with you last night. Josh, you have a gift, and I hope that you will find a way to use that gift to bring you joy and happiness and to help others."

"Isn't that a bit exaggerated? I'm just a gay boy who likes to keep the peace and see people happy."

"And that may just be why you are so good at it. You're not looking for power or glory. All you want is to see others be happy, and you do what you can to make that happen. You're not looking for rewards, but you will get them. Look at what Karl has done for you. Look at what the officers at the Academy did for your visit. That all happened because we wanted to say thank you. To show you that we also care and want to see you happy."

Josh did not have an answer to that and fell silent. He could not talk much about his visit, and Steven had quite a good idea of what had happened anyway, but he felt it was still private between him and Sam. Arriving at the house, Josh greeted Abigail, who told them to go to the sitting room, and she would bring through some drinks soon. Before they had even got to the sitting room, a matter of only a few steps, two young girls came tearing down the passage with squeals of glee and latched onto Steven's legs, soon leaving them to give Josh's legs similar hugs. Josh had to smile at the two girls. Steven went to sit in his favourite armchair, but the girls took a hand each and led Josh to the sofa and soon were sitting either side of him. Marcie had brought a story book with her and began showing it to Josh, asking him to read it to them. Within minutes Marcie had worked her way onto Josh's lap and was snuggling against his body. At the same time Susan was pressed right up against Josh's side so tight that you couldn't get a sheet of Broncho between them.

Abigail came through with a tray of drinks and smiled. "Goodness, girls, poor Josh, you're squashing him."

"He doesn't mind. We like Josh. He tells the story nicely," Susan replied in their defense.

"Well, you need to be careful you don't do too much, or he might not come and visit again."

"No!" both girls shouted at once. "Josh must come back."

Abigail sorted out the drinks for everyone and then told the girls to drink theirs quickly because they needed to go for their baths. Both girls pouted, clearly not happy with the idea of having to leave the lounge. Susan went quiet and got contemplative. About half way through her glass of juice she suddenly got a smile and announced, "Josh can come and help us to bathe."

"But Josh is a boy, you know," Steven said.

"That's okay. So are you," Susan responded.

"Yes, I am a boy too. But I am also your father. Josh is not, he is a friend," Steven said.

"It's okay. He can still help us because he is old like you."

Abigail nearly wet herself with the strain of keeping the laughter in, but left it to Steven to continue the reasoning. Try what he might he could not get either girl to budge from their determination to have Josh help with their bathing.

"Susan, you're a big girl now. Surely you don't any help with bathing. Even Marcie, I'm sure, can bathe herself." Josh tried to make them see there was no need for his help. But the girls would not have it.

Steven eventually capitulated. "In the interests of keeping the peace, Josh, if you don't mind, we would appreciate your helping the girls to bathe."

Josh turned to look at both Steven and Abigail. "Are you sure?" he asked, knowing he did not have to expand the question.

"Josh, all four of us trust you. Yes, we are sure," Steven answered.

"Well, I've never done this before, but I guess I can give it a try."

Both girls squealed their delight and jumped up, each pulling on an arm to get Josh up to go with them.

"They only need about four inches of warm water or there will be too much on the floor to clean up," Abigail advised Josh as he was led away.

Josh left the door open as he began to run the bath while the girls went to get their pyjamas. Back in the bathroom they showed no trace of shyness as they stripped off, dumping their clothes on the floor. Josh noticed the wash basket in the corner and told the girls to put their dirty clothes into it. They seemed a bit surprised at this, but Josh would not let them get in the bath until they had done it. Watching the two naked girls move about, Josh admired their beauty but was quite pleased that he felt no sexual urges toward them at all. Even when they were sitting cross legged in the bath with their smooth pussies on full display he found he had no real interest in them. Josh soaped up a facecloth and gave it to Susan to start washing her body but she would have none of it and insisted that Josh wash her. Josh took the cloth from her and began to wash across her shoulders and her back and lifting an arm he washed her armpit, which tickled, and she squealed and laughed.

"My turn. Wash me," Marcie demanded.

Josh took the same facecloth and added some more soap to it to wash Marcie's back, and she too got tickled under her arms. Then Josh grabbed one of her legs and began to wash the sole of her foot and she squealed and squirmed, falling backwards. Josh quickly got a hand behind her and stopped her head hitting on the edge of the bath, breathing a sigh of relief as he caught her, but it was short lived as Susan put a foot up, calling to be washed there as well.

"You move back and rest against the bath before I do your feet," Josh told her and obediently she did that. Josh finished washing Marcie's feet and then moved over to do Susan's, getting a lot more and louder squeals and laughter as her feet were tickled with the washing. "Right, now the rest you both have to do yourself. Susan, you first, kneel and then use the cloth to wash your bottom and the front."

"No. You have to wash all of me."

"No. I am not washing any more of you. You have to do the rest yourself. I'll stay and make sure you are safe, but you do it."

"But I can't see what I am doing."

"No one can see when they do it. You do it by feeling. Now get on your knees and lift your bottom out of the water. Take this cloth now and wipe it over all of your bottom. Make sure you go everywhere. ... Good, now do the front the same. Okay, sit down again and splash the water over you to wash the soap away. Marcie, you get on your knees and do just what Susan did. ... Good girl. ... Okay, sit down and splash the water on yourself too. ... Well done. Pull the plug out, Susan. Marcie, stand up." Josh lifted Marcie out of the bath and stood her on the bath mat while he wrapped a towel around her. He then got Susan out and wrapped her the same. Before the last of the water left the tub he used a cloth to wash the girls' ring off the sides and made sure the bottom of the tub was clean as the water drained away. Turning back to the girls, he got them drying themselves but managed to get some more giggles and squeals as they got tickled a bit more. He told them to get dressed, and after they had their gowns on he led them back to the lounge to their parents.

After they said their goodnights, Steven took them off to put them to bed. Josh leant back in the sofa and said, "That's hard work."

Abigail chuckled and said, "You'd get used to it if you had to do it every day, and there wouldn't be so much play either. Thank you. They really have taken to you. It has been a joy to watch you interact with them."

"They are lovely little girls, and I'm sure you must be very proud of them. I have enjoyed them."

Steven came back into the room and he looked at Josh. "You have two not so secret admirers. Thank you for being so good to them. Not many teenagers would be so kind and give them the fun and joy you have. That was a wise move to leave the bathroom door open. Not that you needed to, because we trusted you anyway, but it still was a good thing to do."

"I thought I might need a fast escape route," Josh joked.

The three of them talked for a bit longer before Abigail announced that their tea should be ready and got up to check on it. Only then did Josh realise the girls had already been put to bed. "Have Susan and Marcie already eaten?"

"Yes. Abigail knew we were going to be a bit later tonight, because I wanted to give you more time to visit with the guys, so she fed them a bit earlier than usual to make sure they could be put to bed at their normal time."

After they had eaten and were sitting back in the lounge, Josh could not stifle a yawn, and Abigail suggested he might want to get an early night, as she would have to wake him early to ride with her when she took the girls to school and take him on to the station after that. Josh thanked her and excused himself.

He woke with a start in the early hours of the morning. His cock was rock hard. He had been dreaming that he and Simon were sleeping in the same bed and Sam had come in and begun tickling his armpits and then his feet and this is what had woken him. Josh moved his hand and discovered that he was not alone in his bed. He eased over to the side a bit more and turned on the bedside light to find that Susan was sound asleep next to him. He got out of bed and pulled his jeans on. Then he carefully picked her up and carried her back to her own room. As he tucked her in she whispered, still asleep, "I love you, daddy."

"Daddy loves you too, darling," Josh replied in a soft voice and went back to his own bed. He lay in bed for a while wondering if Susan had seen that he was naked in his bed or if she had just crawled in and not noticed it at all.

After they had dropped the two girls off at school and Abigail was driving to the station, Josh told her about waking up and finding Susan in his bed with him. He also told her about Susan saying she loved daddy and how he had responded, hoping that Susan would not even realise she had got into the wrong bed. Abigail explained that Susan had a habit of sleepwalking and was probably totally unaware of any part of it. At the station Abigail told him he was welcome to visit anytime, and she would gladly fetch him from the station if he just let her know the times.

Leaving so early in the morning meant that Josh was home before Simon finished school for the day, so Esther collected him by herself. As they were travelling Esther began, "Please don't think I am being prejudiced or anything. If anything it will show my ignorance. But can you tell me if a gay guy can pick up when another guy is gay? I mean, is there such a thing as gaydar?"

"I don't really know. I mean, I can't walk into a room full of guys and just pick out the ones who are gay or the ones who are straight. But when I met Sam in the prison it didn't take long before I knew he was most likely gay and that I liked him. But then again, until I got put inside and locked into a cell with two guys who were going to have their way with me, gay or not, I did not know that I was gay. I had some suspicions, because I can admire the beauty of a girl, but I find they have no sexual attraction for me. Why do you ask?"

"I was wondering if you could tell if Simon was gay or not. I have had some suspicions, seeing as he has never had a girlfriend, but then he has not brought a boyfriend home either. But also he was really hostile towards you, and it seems it was learning that you were gay that turned him around. I don't know. Maybe I am putting two and two together and coming up with ten."
"No. I'm sorry. I don't have that ability, I'm afraid. Even if I did, that's the sort of thing that would probably be a lot better to find out directly from Simon. What made you have suspicions in the first place?"

"That's the problem. I don't really know. I mean, the absence of girlfriends is a start, but it doesn't necessarily mean anything. He certainly is not camp, so I really can't say. I guess it is something every mother fears for their children."

"Fears? As in scared, or worried?"

"No, nothing like that. Perhaps 'fears' was the wrong word to use. But if Simon is gay then he might have a lot of prejudice and bullying to cope with, and no mother wants to see her child suffer through that sort of treatment. It does not matter to me. Straight or gay, Simon is still my son, and I will love him equally no matter what. Nothing can change that. That's why it has been so hard with him going through this rebellious stage. And you are right. Simon himself needs to tell us if he is gay; it should not come from somebody else. It is just this sudden change that has got me both confused and curious."
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"Maybe just having someone else his own age around has helped. I don't know. But I am glad he is a friend and not an enemy, because he has been a big help to me these last few weeks."

"Yes, we've seen that it's been tough for you. Especially with your mother. But remember that you don't just have Simon. Karl and I are here too and want to help. Now tell me about your visit to the Academy. Did you get to see everyone you wanted to?"

To be continued...
 

Posted: 09/30/16