Stage of Desire - Gay Fantasy and Romance

boy. Is there nothing you want?”
The boy just continued to watch.
     
“My name is Brett, do you have a name?”
    The boy nodded but that was as far as Brett got. He
settled the boy in the lounge in front of the TV while he
washed the clothes that the boy had worn. They were hardly
worth the effort. They were only fit for the rag bag really,
but there were no others. The boy's trainer's were falling
apart and he had no socks. When he pulled the clothes out of
the washing machine an hour later he was at a loss. They had
simply disintegrated.
“I have to go out to buy you some new clothes. Will
you promise to stay here until I get back?”
     
The boy looked at Brett for ages before eventually
nodding his head.
    Brett knew he should get someone else to watch the
lad or do the shopping, but he somehow felt that the boy
needed to get to know him first. He risked it. He measured
the boy for foot size and clothing, adding a little in
anticipation of him filling out once he had got him to eat. He
made a detour to the graveyard again and found that the
headstone the boy had hung onto was a Maria Duncan, who
had died two years ago at the age of 33.
    Next stop was the vicar.
“Father, what can you tell me about Maria Duncan.
She died about two years ago and is buried in the
graveyard?”
    “Ah Brett, a sad case that. You were away at the time
and missed all of the action. The mother died quite suddenly
leaving a fifteen year old boy and a husband. The day after
the funeral the husband and boy disappeared. The house was
just left for the owner to sort. The next day the husband was
found in the woods. He had hung himself, we assumed out
of grief. Of the boy there was no sign, and never has been
since. There was a major search for him, but nothing, no
trace was ever found. The difficulty was that he had been
home schooled so no one knew him, or would recognise him
even if he were found. Why do you ask?”
    “I think I may have found him last night on my way
home. He was clinging to the gravestone and sobbing. It
doesn't look as though his clothes have been washed in
years, they just disintegrated when I washed them. He is also
very undernourished to the point of starvation, and he looks
about 15 years old.”
“Well, it may not be the same boy, this one would be
seventeen.”
     
Brett thought about that and realised this boy could
easily be seventeen judging by his physical development.
    “Father, I'm going to slip into town to buy him some
clothes. Do you think you could contact social services and
the police. When I come back we'll try to discover who he is
and what to do with him. He won't speak, by the way, and he
wouldn't eat either.”
Brett did as he had planned. The boy looked much
better when Brett had dressed him.
     
“There we are boy, now you look so good shall we try
to find out who you are?”
    A look of fear was the only response Brett got for that.
He walked the boy through to the lounge and sat down with
him on his knee.
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