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Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Erik knew that he would never like the Bailey Falls School after his first day there, and he didn’t. He realized he had to go there, though, to get an education. And Erik was keen on learning things, even though he detested the place known as the Bailey Falls School.
His classmates stopped picking at him after his first week, and rather pretended they were ignorant of his existence. This suited Erik fine. He didn’t get any friends, but at least no one bullied him. Of course some of them exchanged a few words with him at times, but never anything that didn’t concern school.
And Erik never showed them his powers again. He hoped that those who saw it that day had forgotten it, or started to believe that the “flying lunchbox” was in no way connected to Erik Lehnsherr.
Erik was a very intelligent boy, and soon discovered that he had a talent for maths and scientific subjects, especially physics. When he finished grade school at the age of 15, he was one of the top students in his class.
Logan was very proud of him, of course, though he could never really understand the boy’s huge interest in books and studying, hence he had never cared for any of that himself. But Eras aas a scholar in nature, and it suited him.
Erik had lived with Logan for over four years now, and he had grown, both physically and mentally, but in many ways he was still a child. He was still scared of the dark, slept in Logan bed, and occasionally woke up crying and sought the warmth and comfort of Logan’s arms.
Logan didn’t reallyd had having Erik in his bed, except that he was in the habit of reading in bed late at night, and – he often slept naked. This had become highly disturbing. Logan didn’t know what to do when Erik sometimes crept into his arms at night, stark naked, asking for close physical contact. He couldn’t push the boy away, of course, not when he was scared and crying, although he had often told Erik to sleep clothed. Erik almost never defied Logan, but his his matter he did. He claimed that clothes were too “confining” to sleep in, and that he loved the feeling of soft sheets against naked skin. Logan usedsleesleep wearing briefs and an undershirt. He had tnfesnfess that Erik’s reasons for sleeping naked made sense, and he would have done it himself, if there hadn’t been a teenage boy who slept next to him. Logan had tolerated it so far, although he thought many times he might need to be harsher with the boy to make him understand this.
One Saturday morning, when Erik was fifteen, Logan entered their bedroom, and found Erik lying on the bed, reading, stark naked.
Logan sighed. Erik just lay there, completely relaxed, lost in his book. He barely noticed that Logan had come in. Logan’s eyes were drawn to Erik’s naked shape. He was surprised at the fact that Erik hardly looked like a “boy” anymore. His body looked more and more like a young man’s. He had become quite tall, but not nearly as tall as Logan himself, of course – Logan estimated him to be somewhere between 5’8’’ and 5’9’’, and he was very slender. Erik was fine-boned with long, slim legs, smooth creamy white skin, and slender, long-fingered hands, now holding a book. His beautiful face looked deeply focused, and he didn’t even hear Logan when he addressed him the first time.
“Erik!” Logan repeated in a harsher tone. The boy looked up from his book, somewhat startled. Logan didn’t usually use that tone.
“Erik, get dressed!” Logan hissed. “For God’s sake!” He couldn’t help the fact that he had his eyes riveted on Erik. Reluctantly he noticed that Erik’s genitals were surrounded by soft, dark-brown hair, growing denser and denser as he grew older. His penis was as pale as the rest of him, with a pink head. Of course he was circumcised, like all Jewish boys.
Annoyingly, Logan felt he started to blush, and tried to make it stop with a snort. He felt a familiar stirring in his loins, that usually occurred when he found someone he wanted to sleep with. He had *never* before felt it when looking at Erik, and it disturbed him deeply that he even could think of Erik that way. Erik was but a child. *His* child.
Erik sat up in the bed and put the book away. How innocent he looked. Logan’s beautiful, dark-haired angel.
“I’m sorry,” Erik said meekly. “I’ll get dressed at once, Logan.”
“Erik, wait,” Logan said and sat down next to Erik. The boy kept looking at him with his bright blue eyes.
“Honestly,” Logan continued, “I think it’s about time you move to your own room, don’t you think?”
Erik looked dismayed. “No!” he cried out. “I don’t want to sleep in my own room! Please, please don’t make me move out of here,” he begged.
Logan sighed. “Erik,” he tried, “come on now, listen to me. It’s best for you too. I mean, you don’t have to worry about reading late at nights, or sleeping naked, which seems to be something very important to you, and… I’ve come up with enough reasons, haven’t I?”
“But… What about my nightmares? Who will hold me if I get scared? Please, Logan, let me stay. I promise I’ll sleep clothed, just let me stay…”
Erik’s eyes begged Logan, and it wasn’t hard to see that he was serious about it, but Logan was strongly determined not to give in this time. They had had this type of conversations often throughout the years, and until now Logan had always given in and allowed Erik to stay in his bedroom, but not this time.
“No,” he said slowly, “you have to move to your own room. This isn’t a question, Erik. I mean it. We’ll set your room today.”
Erik felt unhappy, but he didn’t object, because he knew it would be futile. If Logan had decided this, then he could do nothing about it.
“But what about my nightmares?” he asked quietly.
“Call me at night if you have one, if you feel you need me. I promise I’ll come,” Logan replied with a smile.
“Alright,” Erik agreed.
“Hey, don’t be sad, angel. It’s not like we’re parting for life or anything. I’ll always be next door if you need me.”
Erik gave a weak smile. Logan mostly managed to cheer him up, even though he felt sad.
“Now get dressed,” Logan said and tousled Erik’s dark curls. “We can start preparing your room immediately.”
“Hug me, please?” Erik asked, and Logan did what he was asked, and enveloped the boy’s slender, smooth body in his arms. He inhaled Erik’s scent and felt his warmth, suddenly finding all of this very arousing. The stirring in his loins returned, and his organ started to harden inside his jeans. Quickly he pushed Erik away and bounced up from the bed, drawing a surprised look from Erik.
“Come on, hurry…” he muttered. “We have work to do.”
TBC
Erik knew that he would never like the Bailey Falls School after his first day there, and he didn’t. He realized he had to go there, though, to get an education. And Erik was keen on learning things, even though he detested the place known as the Bailey Falls School.
His classmates stopped picking at him after his first week, and rather pretended they were ignorant of his existence. This suited Erik fine. He didn’t get any friends, but at least no one bullied him. Of course some of them exchanged a few words with him at times, but never anything that didn’t concern school.
And Erik never showed them his powers again. He hoped that those who saw it that day had forgotten it, or started to believe that the “flying lunchbox” was in no way connected to Erik Lehnsherr.
Erik was a very intelligent boy, and soon discovered that he had a talent for maths and scientific subjects, especially physics. When he finished grade school at the age of 15, he was one of the top students in his class.
Logan was very proud of him, of course, though he could never really understand the boy’s huge interest in books and studying, hence he had never cared for any of that himself. But Eras aas a scholar in nature, and it suited him.
Erik had lived with Logan for over four years now, and he had grown, both physically and mentally, but in many ways he was still a child. He was still scared of the dark, slept in Logan bed, and occasionally woke up crying and sought the warmth and comfort of Logan’s arms.
Logan didn’t reallyd had having Erik in his bed, except that he was in the habit of reading in bed late at night, and – he often slept naked. This had become highly disturbing. Logan didn’t know what to do when Erik sometimes crept into his arms at night, stark naked, asking for close physical contact. He couldn’t push the boy away, of course, not when he was scared and crying, although he had often told Erik to sleep clothed. Erik almost never defied Logan, but his his matter he did. He claimed that clothes were too “confining” to sleep in, and that he loved the feeling of soft sheets against naked skin. Logan usedsleesleep wearing briefs and an undershirt. He had tnfesnfess that Erik’s reasons for sleeping naked made sense, and he would have done it himself, if there hadn’t been a teenage boy who slept next to him. Logan had tolerated it so far, although he thought many times he might need to be harsher with the boy to make him understand this.
One Saturday morning, when Erik was fifteen, Logan entered their bedroom, and found Erik lying on the bed, reading, stark naked.
Logan sighed. Erik just lay there, completely relaxed, lost in his book. He barely noticed that Logan had come in. Logan’s eyes were drawn to Erik’s naked shape. He was surprised at the fact that Erik hardly looked like a “boy” anymore. His body looked more and more like a young man’s. He had become quite tall, but not nearly as tall as Logan himself, of course – Logan estimated him to be somewhere between 5’8’’ and 5’9’’, and he was very slender. Erik was fine-boned with long, slim legs, smooth creamy white skin, and slender, long-fingered hands, now holding a book. His beautiful face looked deeply focused, and he didn’t even hear Logan when he addressed him the first time.
“Erik!” Logan repeated in a harsher tone. The boy looked up from his book, somewhat startled. Logan didn’t usually use that tone.
“Erik, get dressed!” Logan hissed. “For God’s sake!” He couldn’t help the fact that he had his eyes riveted on Erik. Reluctantly he noticed that Erik’s genitals were surrounded by soft, dark-brown hair, growing denser and denser as he grew older. His penis was as pale as the rest of him, with a pink head. Of course he was circumcised, like all Jewish boys.
Annoyingly, Logan felt he started to blush, and tried to make it stop with a snort. He felt a familiar stirring in his loins, that usually occurred when he found someone he wanted to sleep with. He had *never* before felt it when looking at Erik, and it disturbed him deeply that he even could think of Erik that way. Erik was but a child. *His* child.
Erik sat up in the bed and put the book away. How innocent he looked. Logan’s beautiful, dark-haired angel.
“I’m sorry,” Erik said meekly. “I’ll get dressed at once, Logan.”
“Erik, wait,” Logan said and sat down next to Erik. The boy kept looking at him with his bright blue eyes.
“Honestly,” Logan continued, “I think it’s about time you move to your own room, don’t you think?”
Erik looked dismayed. “No!” he cried out. “I don’t want to sleep in my own room! Please, please don’t make me move out of here,” he begged.
Logan sighed. “Erik,” he tried, “come on now, listen to me. It’s best for you too. I mean, you don’t have to worry about reading late at nights, or sleeping naked, which seems to be something very important to you, and… I’ve come up with enough reasons, haven’t I?”
“But… What about my nightmares? Who will hold me if I get scared? Please, Logan, let me stay. I promise I’ll sleep clothed, just let me stay…”
Erik’s eyes begged Logan, and it wasn’t hard to see that he was serious about it, but Logan was strongly determined not to give in this time. They had had this type of conversations often throughout the years, and until now Logan had always given in and allowed Erik to stay in his bedroom, but not this time.
“No,” he said slowly, “you have to move to your own room. This isn’t a question, Erik. I mean it. We’ll set your room today.”
Erik felt unhappy, but he didn’t object, because he knew it would be futile. If Logan had decided this, then he could do nothing about it.
“But what about my nightmares?” he asked quietly.
“Call me at night if you have one, if you feel you need me. I promise I’ll come,” Logan replied with a smile.
“Alright,” Erik agreed.
“Hey, don’t be sad, angel. It’s not like we’re parting for life or anything. I’ll always be next door if you need me.”
Erik gave a weak smile. Logan mostly managed to cheer him up, even though he felt sad.
“Now get dressed,” Logan said and tousled Erik’s dark curls. “We can start preparing your room immediately.”
“Hug me, please?” Erik asked, and Logan did what he was asked, and enveloped the boy’s slender, smooth body in his arms. He inhaled Erik’s scent and felt his warmth, suddenly finding all of this very arousing. The stirring in his loins returned, and his organ started to harden inside his jeans. Quickly he pushed Erik away and bounced up from the bed, drawing a surprised look from Erik.
“Come on, hurry…” he muttered. “We have work to do.”
TBC