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ON THE TENTH, AND THEN FOREVER
By Ishmael Wilkins

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Prologue

Once I loved a boy. He was the only boy that I have ever loved 
in my life.



On the Tenth, and Then Forever


The boy's name was Josh. I first met him when he was five. 
His mother and mine were friends. I would always love it when 
they would visit, and little Josh would come into my room 
looking for something to do.

Quite by accident I became Josh's "official" baby-sitter. Both 
our moms had to go somewhere together, and there was no one 
to watch Josh. I was volunteered by my mother. I looked like I 
could not have cared less, but inside I was elated.

The only thing that happened during that first three hours alone 
was that Josh needed help wiping himself after he used the 
toilet. I made sure that my hand "accidentally" touched his penis 
when I wiped him, and during the wipes I made numerous 
contacts with his little testicles and buttocks, however, nothing 
other than that took place. As soon as Josh was out of the 
bathroom, I closed the door and masturbated wildly through 
two climaxes.

Since I proved to be such a good and handy baby-sitter, I soon 
had the job of watching the little boy every time his mom needed 
a sitter. The next few times proved a little more interesting, but 
nothing sexual took place, per se. Josh began regarding me as 
kind of a big brother, and often while we were alone, we would 
wrestle around on the floor or bed. Since he often wore baggy 
short pants and no underwear, I would have my full of his small 
genitals and butt. I would also make sure that during our 
wrestling that his shorts would be "accidentally" pulled down 
and he struggled. I ended up being able to feel Josh's silky little 
body next to mine quite often.

The first time that I was to baby-sit Josh overnight I was 
overjoyed. It became my job to bathe him that night, which had 
become my fondest dream. Josh loved, as must little kids do, 
being in the tub, and he was content to stay there for as long as I 
would let him. I was content on letting him stay there for as 
long as he did not wrinkle up.

I sat on the toilet seat and watched Josh as he played naked, his 
little penis occasionally growing erect out of excitement for his 
bath games. When it came time for me to wash him I was erect 
as well. I quickly discarded the wash cloth using the soap and 
my hands to clean him. He did not protest one bit as I had my 
fill of feeling his body from top to bottom. When I would wash 
his little penis for a little longer than necessary, he would not 
squawk and he would grow as stiff as was possible for a boy 
his age. I shoot in my pants the first night while jacking off his 
little boner under the disguise of washing it.

Josh soon began to accept my washing of his butt as well, and 
would not squirm when I would rub my fingers up against his 
tiny hole. Drying and then powdering his little body was almost 
as fun as having him in the tub. There on the bed in front of me, 
totally naked, would lay the little boy.

The first night after I put Josh to bed, I went in several times to 
check on him. He fell asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed. I 
wanted very much to play with him while he slept, but I kept 
loosing my nerve. I feared that he would wake up while I was 
doing it to him, and he would tell his mother.

Eventually that night, around twelve, I got up the nerve and 
went into his bedroom. I had on only a pair of underpants, and 
they were in danger of being stretched out of shape by my 
raging hard-on. I soon found that Josh was a very sound 
sleeper. I could poke and prod him without him waking up. I 
took a few tentative feels of his clothed crotch and he did not 
stir. Slowly I pulled his pajama bottom away from his body and 
looked down the front. His tiny genitals, penis half hard, were 
laying there waiting for me. 

I gathered the nerve to slid my hand down into his pajama 
bottoms, and when he did not wake, I grew bolder and began to 
caress and then masturbate. Josh's body cooperated, and he 
was erect after only a few seconds of manipulation.

Once I found that I could play with his penis and make him hard 
without waking him up, I was off and thinking about my next 
move. I wanted badly to suck Josh's penis. I had wanted to do 
so from the first time that I saw it. I had never sucked a penis 
before, and so I was excited.

After a few tentative swipes of my tongue against his tiny hard-
on, none which even phased him in his sleep, I took the 
miniature hard-on into my mouth and began to suck away. I 
began to think that nothing would wake the boy up, and so I 
pulled his pajamas off from his body. If he woke up, I 
reasoned, I could always tell him that he had peed in them and 
that I had taken them off from him. A sleepy boy would 
probably buy that.

Finally I had a naked Josh in his bed, sleeping, with me being 
able to do almost anything I wanted to him. Laying down beside 
him, I began to suck him long and leisurely, taking my time to 
enjoy his little balls as well. It turned out to be a task to roll Josh 
over in his sleep, but I finally accomplished it. I loved the sight 
of his little naked butt. I rubbed and fondled it, stopping now 
and then to kiss and lick it. 

Parting his little buttocks, I exposed his little anus and 
experimented with that as well, kissing it a few times before 
darting out my tongue to lick at it. When I tried to stick my 
tongue into his butt, however, Josh threatened to wake up, and 
so I learned that there was one thing which would bring him out 
of a sound sleep.

After what seemed like hours of sucking on Josh's penis and 
balls and licking his anus, I was hornier than I had been in my 
life. I decided that perhaps I could rub myself up against the 
sleeping boy without waking him up. That proved to be true. I 
almost came several times while rubbing my penis up against 
Josh's, or rubbing it across his butt. 

Finally I decided to see if I could slide my penis between his 
legs and slide it in and out a bit. I was overjoyed that I could do 
that, and soon forgot that I should be careful about cumming 
between his legs. I was fucking him between his legs at a pretty 
good pace when I let lose and came all over him. At first I 
panicked, but then I ran off to the bathroom, returned with a wet 
washcloth and cleaned Josh up. I was lucky that I had not 
sprayed al over his bed in the process.

The same thing was repeated almost every time that I baby-sat 
for Josh over night. I began to go into Josh's room naked, 
knowing that he would not wake up. After sucking and licking 
him all over for as long as an hour, I would part his buttocks, 
rim him, and then slide between his legs and fuck him until I 
came. I grew smarter, however, and brought a towel with me to 
catch any semen which might otherwise soil his bed.


Part 2

This went on through Josh's fifth year, and into his sixth. I 
began to develop new ways of cumming with him. Sometimes I 
would fuck him from the front and cum on his little genitals, I 
would then jack him off using my cum. Other times I would rub 
off on his stomach and cum there and on his chest. 

I soon developed another method which would be to poise 
myself over Josh and rest his erection up against my anus. I 
would then jack off, pretending that Josh was fucking me. I 
would cum on his belly and chest. I began to take a little of my 
cum on my finger and rub it on his lips. If his mouth was open 
a bit, or if it opened when I pushed my finger against it, I would 
try to get more of my semen into his mouth.

That led to my first attempt at getting Josh to "suck" my dick 
while he was sleeping. I would position myself into a sixty nine 
with Josh on his side and I would begin to suck him. I would 
then rub my dick up against his lips, or try to put it into his 
mouth if it was open. A few times I managed to get a little ways 
into his mouth, but he always began to stir and so I stopped.

One night when I was blowing him and rubbing my dick on his 
lips I went a little too far and I came on Josh's face and mouth. I 
quickly stopped and cleaned him up, fearing that he would 
wake. When I was checking to make sure that he was clean, I 
noticed that there was some cum dripping from his mouth, I 
didn't realize that some had actually shot inside of it. Just as I 
was wiping his lips off, he swallowed in his sleep and it was 
gone.

A few more times after that I orchestrated a cum while Josh's 
mouth was open and he received a small amount inside his 
mouth. Reflexes each time made him swallow. It was a great 
turn on in my life to watch him swallow my cum.

One night when Josh was six and a half, I was naked in bed 
with him in a sixty nine position as usual. I was sucking him 
pretty good, and was rubbing my erection against his lips. It 
took me a second to realize what was going on, and when I 
focused, I was shocked. Josh had my dick in his mouth, and he 
was actively sucking me. I quickly began sucking him again, 
wondering if he could be sucking me in his dreams.

The feeling of Josh's mouth on my dick sucking me was too 
much and sooner than I could pull out, I was cumming in his 
mouth. I heard Josh gasp a bit as his mouth was filled with 
semen, but he recovered well and began to swallow. Any 
thoughts that Josh was sleeping faded when a few seconds later 
I felt his little hands cupping and playing with my balls.

Afterwards Josh and I talked and he agreed that he liked to be 
sucked. He also grew fond of sucking my penis and developed 
a taste for semen. It seems, as he told me that he had been 
awake a few times prior to sucking me and that he had 
swallowed on purpose when he had cum in his mouth.

After swearing Josh to secrecy, we began to make love at night 
in his bed. I would bath and put him to bed like normal, no sex 
play involved. Soon after he went to bed, however, I would 
appear naked and he would strip out of his pajamas.

Josh became good at sucking, and he enjoyed laying on top of 
my face, his dick in my mouth, humping me. Josh always 
allowed me to fuck him between his legs, in any manner that I 
liked, and would jack me off and let me cum on him anywhere I 
wanted.

I introduced Josh to butt licking soon after that. He said that it 
tickled too much and would not let me rim him much when he 
was awake. He later agreed that I could rim him when he was 
sleeping, and eventually he grew use to my tongue in his butt 
while he slept and would not stir.

Josh rimmed me a few times. He seemed not to be adverse to 
that. When I introduced him to but fucking, guiding him inside 
of me, he could not get enough. Every time we met in his bed 
he would want to fuck me as much as possible. For a little guy 
he invented quite a few far out positions.

One night Josh agreed to let me try butt fucking him. I told him 
that it would feel as good for me as it did for him when he 
fucked me. Josh agreed, and he allowed me to rim him for 
about three minutes while he was awake. Even using a fair 
amount of KY to slick him up, he was tight. I managed to get 
half way inside of him before he yelped. He relaxed enough for 
me to hump him for about two minutes, but then he cried it hurt 
and we stopped, sliding out of his backside I came harder than 
ever before.

No matter how much I tried, Josh would not let me fuck him 
after that. He said that when he was seven we could try again. 
He would suck like a baby at a bottle and swallow sperm like it 
was milk. He would slide his face between my buttocks and 
tongue fuck me madly before climbing on and fucking me silly, 
but he would not let me into his butt.

When I was "hurting" he would let me jack off with the tip of 
my dick at his hole, and then he would let the tip slide in when I 
came so that I could cum inside of him, but he would hold my 
dick back so that I could not slide into him.

On his seventh birthday he agreed to try again as promised. He 
once again allowed me to rim him, which I did for about ten 
minutes. After lubing him up to the hilt, I played with him 
inserting different fingers, starting with the pinky into his butt. 
He wiggled his butt around and giggled, enjoying the feeling.

Mounting Josh finally, I was able to slide inside of him up to 
the head of my penis without any difficulty. He yelped a little as 
I slid deeper and wanted to stop, but I reminded him of his 
promise. Biting his lips he shook his head and allowed me to 
continue. I was amazed as I slid deeper and deeper into Josh's 
body. Just as I bottomed out, totally inside his seven-year-old 
anus, my worst fears materialized. I came. I could not stop 
myself. I filled Josh's little backside with my cum. 

I tried to stay inside, telling him that the fuck was not over, but 
my penis shrunk and slipped out by itself. As much as I claimed 
foul, Josh would only giggle and say that I came insside of him 
and so I fucked him. He would not let me try again. He 
promised me when he was eight I could fuck him again.

When eight came, Josh was growing into quite a boy. He had 
always been big for his age, and he was beginning to show it. 
His little penis was growing more and more each day it seemed. 
He would laugh and say that it was from all the exercise it was 
getting. He still had his love for fucking, and his passion and 
vigor grew as he did. Many times Josh would have me panting 
when he would finally get off in my butt.

Josh's backside looked better and better as time went on. On his 
eighth birthday, as promised, Josh rolled over and offered 
himself up. When I started to rub his butt he giggled. As I 
rimmed him he giggled, as I played my fingers in and out of his 
butt, finally being able to fit two in without him crying out, he 
giggled. Finally I could take it no more and asked him why he 
was laughing. He told me that I was probably going to cum 
again before I got started fucking. With that he broke out 
laughing, and he jinxed me. Josh had become quite an 
accomplished fucker, and it was funny to him that I did not last 
long enough the year before to pump him at all.


Part 3

I grabbed him under his ribs and tickled him and told him that I 
was going to fuck his little butt off and that he would be 
squealing for mercy for a change. He laughed even harder and 
said I probably would not even get the head inside of him.

Laying back on the bed I asked Josh to suck me off. He looked 
at me and asked why. I told him that I wanted to cum first 
before I went into his ass so that I would not cum too fast. That 
sent Josh off in a fit of laughter which he maintained through 
the entire blowjob, laughing around my dick as he sucked it.

I marveled at Josh while he sucked me. He had three quarters of 
my dick in his mouth and sucked it with no problems. He could 
deep throat me, had that pleasure many times, but he liked the 
three quarter point the best.

Josh was the most beautiful boy that I had ever met, and I 
realized just how lucky I was to have him as my lover. Thanks 
to having to watch Josh, I ended up taking him to the pool and 
other places where boys his age hung out. Since I was his 
guardian, and since I was not so old myself, I got to change in 
the boy's locker rooms with Josh. I got to see boy's of all ages 
naked, and sometimes erect. Although some of them were really 
cute, none compared to Josh in my book.

Josh got serious when he felt that I was about to cum. I could 
not believe that Josh was still so hung up on my cum. The boy 
would swallow my cum, no questions asked, as often as I 
wanted. Sometimes we would decide to masturbate ourselves 
for a change. As soon as I was ready to cum, Josh could tell, 
and he would stop pounding his erection to swallow my load.

As soon as my dick began to show the first signs of life again, I 
told Josh to roll over and prepare to be fucked to death. Josh 
giggled and rolled over, spreading his buttocks wide. When I 
went to rim him, he stopped me telling me that I would get too 
horney if I ate his ass. I had to agree with him. While I KY'ed 
myself I watched as Josh pulled a pillow under his hips so that 
his buttocks were up from the bed, giving me a better advantage 
at his anus.

I realized for the first time that Josh really wanted me to fuck 
him. He was ready and he wanted it, but it had to be on his 
terms. I began to wonder if I accomplished this fuck if he would 
drop the once a year business and let me fuck him as often as he 
fucked me. After all, he was growing up and he was not really a 
little boy anymore.

Josh held his buttocks open as I positioned myself over him. As 
soon as he felt the tip of my penis touch his hole, he let his 
buttocks close and told me to fuck him good. I was sure then 
that my little boy wanted it as bad as I wanted it.

After only minor resistance I felt myself begin to slide into 
Josh's body. He was keeping himself as loose as possible, 
along me to go in at a fast pace. I decided that if I went too fast I 
would hurt him. That was the last thing that I wanted to do. I 
took my time, closing my eyes and enjoying the feelings of 
Josh's tight anus as I slid into it, the walls squeezing up against 
me like a glove.

Soon I bottomed out, reaching as far inside of him as I could. 
Josh and I gasped with pleasure at the same time. I could not 
believe the feeling of my little boy's ass. I knew then why he 
loved fucking me so much. If my ass felt even half as good as 
his did, he was a very lucky boy.

Wanting to make sure that Josh was ready before I started 
fucking him, I slowly pulled out of him until just the tip of my 
penis remained inside of his opening. Josh moaned, half with 
pleasure and half with pain as I once again began to slide down 
into him. I repeated the slow even movement twice more, 
wanting to make sure that he was use to me.

The second to the last time I was sure that he was ready. I 
pulled almost totally out, and Josh's little hole began to suck 
and nibble at me, trying to get me back inside. Josh moaned and 
pushed his backside upwards towards my waiting erection. I 
knew that he was ready, but one more time to be sure, I figured.

Down I went, a little faster that time, enjoying the feelings. I 
could feel my body building with sexual tension, but Iwas not 
ready to cum. I knew that I would be able to fuck Josh that 
night, and he knew it as well.

I was on my last upward thrust, slowly making my way back to 
the surface. It was my plan to reenter him fast and with a little 
more force and then to immediately begin fucking him. I wanted 
my first fuck of my lover to last for as long as possible. I also 
wanted him totally relaxed and wanting it as bad as I wanted it. I 
figured if he enjoyed it, he would want it more often.

I did not count on the fact that slowly long dicking Josh would 
have the effect on him that it did. When I reached the halfway 
point in his body, I felt him begin to get tighter and tighter. I felt 
his body begin to tremble. At first I thought that he was in pain 
and crying, but suddenly I realized what was going on. Long 
dicking Josh had been too much for him. It had pushed him 
over the edge. He was cumming.

I knew that if I stayed where I was in his body I would be in 
trouble. Josh's anus was beginning to work my erection over, 
squeezing and masturbating it, almost as if it were jacking me 
off. I thought that if I either pulled out of his body or went 
totally inside of him again I would be safe. To my agony I 
chose to go back inside. Just as I buried myself deeply inside of 
him, Josh was racked with orgasm. His body shuddered and 
shook, and his anus went crazy against my dick. I realized that I 
had made a mistake and I began to try to pull out. Josh's anus 
had a vice grip on me, and I fought against it to get out before it 
was too late. I failed. Almost halfway up his passage I lost 
control and filled him once again with a premature ejaculation.

It wasn't for several more minutes that Josh realized what 
happened. He did not laugh as I half expected him to. He was 
very quiet. His voice broke the silence. In no more than a 
whisper he told me that if I could keep my dick in him I could 
stay in and fuck him again. He once more told me that it had to 
stay in if I wanted to fuck him.

Almost as if his words were enough to deflate me, I grew softer 
and softer. I pushed tightly against Josh's buttocks and felt him 
push as well, both of us trying to stop what was happening. 
The pop was loud when my dick slipped out from his anus. 
Nothing could have kept it inside of him. I was too deflated and 
his anus was spasming too much to accomplish that.

Long afterwards I held Josh in my arms caressing and kissing 
him. Before he had a chance to say it, I told him that I knew 
what he was going to say, when he turned nine. Josh looked 
into my eyes tears in his, and shook his head. A few minutes 
later we were laughing and carrying on. 

I told Josh that it seemed that I wasn't the only one with 
problems cumming too soon. As much as I tried to claim foul, 
Josh had made up his mind. I had to accomplish his flowering 
on his birthday. After that who knows what would happen, but 
he had to be first fucked on that special day.


Part 4

Nine came fast for both Josh and me. He was still growing, and 
he was a very big boy. He had the body of an eleven-year-old, 
and an erection of a boy four or five years older. I told Josh that 
I knew what he felt like when he was younger and I tried 
sticking my dick in his ass. Josh had to be careful to use a lot of 
KY when fucking me, and he had to go into it a lot slower than 
he had done when he was younger, diving right in and fucking 
away.

I had to admit, however, that even though he was getting older 
and had a monster dick, I loved getting fucked by him. I loved 
the boy more than anything inmy life.

On Josh's ninth birthday we engaged in a marathon of sixty 
nines, trying to make sure that neither of us would cum before 
he was fucked. There were no pretenses. Josh wanted to be 
fucked. He wanted to be fucked badly.

I was able to enter him as easily, if not more so than the 
following year. Josh admitted that he had been finger fucking 
himself to get into "practice." I had to laugh at his face as he told 
me about it, that serious, mater-of-fact look. Once I was deep 
inside of him, I withdrew to the opening and then drove down 
again. 

Almost before he could say it, I told him that was enough of 
playing around, and that he should get prepared to be fucked, I 
told him that I wasn't gong to have his butt jack me off again. 
Josh muttered a small laugh which was quickly replaced by a 
gasp as I drove quickly back inside of him. No sooner than I 
bottomed out I began a series of short jabs asnd then settled 
down to a regular thrusting in and out of my lover's body. Josh 
began to respond, and I could feel his body wiggle and squirm 
under me. Within a second or two he found my speed, and he 
began to move with me, working his anal muscles along with 
my fucking. 

Josh gave a squeal and cried out "Fuck me. Fuck me good!", 
and then buried his face into his pillow to save from calling out. 
Perhaps it was that one squeal of pleasure which brought the 
roof down on our heads. As much as I tried to tell Josh that it 
wasn't, he would never believe me.

Josh's mother had entered the house a few minutes earlier, 
having come home early to surprise her son with a birthday cake 
and party. With her were a few of Josh's friends. Passing by 
Josh's door she heard her son cry out, and the words which he 
used stopped her dead in her tracks.

Opening the door to see what Josh was up to, she stood with 
her mouth open. On the bed before her were her son and her 
best friend's son naked. The teenager was on top of Josh, his 
penis moving in and out of his anus. Her son's body was 
moving back and forth in time with the thrusting teen and he 
was moaning into his pillow with pleasure. Her gasp was heard 
by both boys.

I was too far gone in my fuck to have the sound register, 
however, Josh was not. He turned his head and saw his mother 
standing there, the blood drained from her face. I could not 
understand why Josh started fighting under me. He was trying 
to get me out from inside him just as I was getting ready to cum.

Finally I understand his words. Over and over again he was 
muttering "My mother. My mother." I turned my head to see 
what Josh was looking at, and my face drained of blood as 
well. It must have been the fright of seeing Josh's mother there. 
I came right at that second into Josh's ass, once again before the 
fuck was finished. It was obvious to anyone what was 
happening. Josh looked into my eyes with disbelief and then he 
did something which I will love him for forever. He shook his 
head and said "Oh no, not again." He then looked at his mother 
and said "He has been trying to fuck me for three years now, 
and he shoots off before he finishes each year."

Josh then broke down in laughter. I could not help myself. As 
much as I was scared, I began to laugh. I collapsed on top of 
Josh and we melted in our laughter. We heard the door close 
behind us. It was then that it hit us. We began to cry at the same 
time.

It took Josh and I about an hour before we came out of the 
bedroom. The other children had been sent home. Josh's 
mother told them that Josh was sick and the party was canceled. 
She gave the cake to one of them and said that they should split 
it up amongst them.

Josh's mother sat at the kitchen table staring into space. She 
looked over at the two boys as they walked into the room. 
Silently she sat looking at them, tears in her eyes. Josh began to 
speak, but his voice choked up. He reached out and took my 
hand into his and began to cry again. I pulled Josh to me and 
hugged him, comforting him as much as I could.

Surprisingly the conversation between Josh, his mother and I 
was calm and collected. After hearing the entire story from both 
Josh and I, she calmly announced that she would not go to the 
police, nor would she tell anyone else including my mother 
about it. She told Josh and I that we could never see each other 
again, and that if we did, she would call the police.

Both Josh and I broke down. No matter how much we pleaded, 
she would not change. I was able to talk to Josh now and then 
on the telephone, and a few times we met in person for a few 
minutes. I heard from his friends that he had changed. It seems 
that he began failing in school, would never talk to anyone, and 
he shunned his friends. Josh changed from a loving and gentle 
boy into a moody, troubled youngster.

I had always hoped that Josh and I would get together again. I 
was willing to wait as long as possible, and Josh said that he 
would wait as well. Josh and I never had a chance to be 
together, or did I ever have a chance to fuck him again on his 
birthday. Shortly before his tenth birthday Josh was getting off 
the school bus, off in a fog as he always was since that day. As 
he stepped around the bus to cross the street a car which did not 
stop for the school bus lights slammed into Josh, throwing him 
over ten feet into the air.

Josh was rushed to the emergency room and spent over twelve 
hours in surgery. The doctors told Josh's mother that he had a 
50/50 chance of making it. Josh woke from his deep sleep on 
the third day. His first words were my name. His mother could 
not deny him his chance to see his lover again, and she called 
me.

I rushed to the hospital at once. I was in agony that I had not 
heard about the accident before that. Josh perked up when he 
saw me. We hugged and kissed. The doctors and nurses in the 
room suddenly remembered something they had to do, and left 
the boys alone. Josh's mother sat in the corner, tears flowing 
from her eyes as she watched how her critically ill son 
responded to his lover.

She knew that she was wrong to part them. She understood 
their love. She could sense it. She prayed that if Josh could live, 
she would never come between the two boys again. Josh's 
mother voiced that much to the boys as the held each other. 
Both Josh and I cried with joy. Josh told me that he was going 
to postpone his birthday until he was home and better. Smiling 
at his friend, he asked him if I could finally wait. Josh's mother 
was the only one besides us who understood the joke. Suddenly 
it did not seem to matter that her son and his teenage lover made 
love with each other. Nothing mattered but Josh.

I stayed by Josh's side round the clock for the next few days. 
Both doctors and nurses could see the benefit of me being 
around. When I was away from his bedside Josh was sluggish 
and depressed. As soon as I appeared, he perked up. The 
doctors told me and his mother that I was the best medicine that 
he could have.

I held Josh in my arms that night as he cried out. He told me 
that he hurt, and he talked to me telling me how he could not 
feel his legs and then his arms, and then that he could not see. I 
held my boy in my arms, tears flowing down my cheeks, telling 
him that it would be all right, that he could rest, and that I would 
be always with him.

I understood that Josh was dying. I knew that he understood 
that as well. Long before the equipment attached to him sounded 
the warning, we both knew. Josh managed to have the last 
laugh. After telling me that he loved me, loud enough for the 
world to hear, and after telling his mother that he loved her as 
well, Josh grasped my hand and whispered, "On the tenth, and 
then forever," and then he spoke no more.

I could feel the life leave his body. I could hear the alarms as 
they went off, and I could hear the sounds of rushing 
emergency personnel as they rushed to Josh's bedside. I fought 
to maintain my hold on Josh, more than I ever fought before. 
As medical personnel tried to pull me away from him, I 
screamed, "Leave him alone. He's dead. He doesn't hurt any 
more."

The doctors and nurses backed away, standing silently as 
Josh's bedside as I laid him back onto the bed, straightening his 
covers and fixing his hair. Josh's eyes were still open, and so I 
did what I had once seen in an old movie. I placed my hand 
over his eyes and gently brushed them closed. I could hear the 
sobs from a few nurses as they watched this final act of love.

Once Josh was straightened. I leaned over and kissed him 
firmly on the mouth and said, " On the tenth, and then forever."

THE END

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