Luther
By Habu
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Warnings: contains graphic language and graphic gay male, MMF, MF, bisexual, and multiple partner sex situations enjoyed by all participants.
Luther is a young man seeming to be happily tooling along on the edge of life in the beach resort town of Cape May, New Jersey, only half aware of what is happening around and to him because he was born slow-witted. But what he appears to have been shortchanged in brain cells has been more than made up in physical attributes he inherited from a mixed-race coupling.
Those around him, from his priest to his former teachers to his current employers to jaded rich tourists and a social worker, are eager to take advantage of both of his most apparent traits—his innocence and good humored readiness to please and his arresting physical endowments. The few genuine friends he has—who aren’t so genuine that they shirk from getting in on what he has to offer themselves—feel sorry for his plight and worried for his future. But Luther himself seems happy as a clam and, perhaps, just perhaps, is more in control of what is going on, and less taken advantage of, than anyone suspects.
Luther’s “normal” life as the furniture refinisher for the antique store-owning pair of Tim and Alfred and sometimes fishing trip second mate to the married Rob is set on edge by busybody and judgmental neighbor, Mrs. Watson, when Luther is visited in his home workshop by his former gym teacher, Grant, and by Luther’s new, “special” friend, Keith, who decides that what would make Luther even more perfect would be a Prince Albert ring. When rich, predator yachters Jonathan and Pamela appear on the scene to sail Luther away into a new life of service, Luther is faced with the decision to go with the flow with good humor as he’d always done before to fit into life or to assert his own wants and needs.
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Habu is one of the pen names of a former supersonic spy jet pilot, intelligence agent, male model, movie actor, and diplomat. A wild youth in South East Asia was spent enjoying whatever sexual opportunities came his way, and much of his gay male writing is about recalling incidents from those days and inventing ones he’d perhaps have liked to experience. He now leads a very quiet and ordinary life.Check out our blog and get free stories. Feedback and reviews are always appreciated.
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Luther - Habu
Chapter One: The Spell of the Big One
Hi ya,
Mr. Leighton.
Rob Leighton looked up from helping his daughter, Muriel, climb up onto the dock from his fishing boat and waved at the tall, lumbering young man walking south on Lafayette Street back toward Cape May proper.
Hi to you, too, big guy,
Rob called back. Hot day. You have to walk all the way back to the antique shop? If so, maybe we can give you a lift.
He looked around with a questioning look at his wife, Madge, who was about to hand the younger daughter, Maia, up to her husband on the dock. She was frowning slightly, but she nodded her head imperceptibly.
Naw, thanks, Mr. Leighton. Only going as far as the house. The bosses didn’t want me at the shop today. They were getting some china in and said I was needed to do something at the house.
Rob could almost hear Madge let out a breath of relief.
Well, you be careful now,
Rob called back. If that’s where Tim and Alfred want you to be, guess you should be there.
It’s OK. They said I could come and see the whale-watching boat come in. I like that boat. I like your boat too. It’s—
"That’s good to hear, Luther. The Spirit of Cape May is a nice boat. We’ve got to get the girls back to the house now. It’s been nice talking to you."
Luther stood there, big feet on strong legs planted firmly on the Lafayette sidewalk separated from the Cape May Harbor wharf by a parking lot where Rob and Madge were now bundling their daughters and Rob’s fishing gear into an old station wagon. The young man’s jaw was working like he wanted to say something else but couldn’t think what it was—and thought that maybe it was something he shouldn’t say. He swayed a bit back and forth, at least in front of Rob’s wife and his daughters. He didn’t want Mr. Leighton to be mad at him.
As the station wagon drove away, Madge looked at Rob, started to say something, seemed to think better of it, but then did speak. I’m sorry to say I’m glad he didn’t take the ride, Rob. He frightens me.
He’s harmless, Madge. And he’s a good kid; he means well.
He isn’t a kid anymore, Rob. Something needs to be done about him. He’s a young man now, and he’s nearly on his own. What’s going to happen when he gets older? He can’t cope. And there’s been talk. I don’t want the girls—
The talk is just because he’s always been slow, Madge. And he’s so big. Tim and Alfred have taken him on at the antique shop and have let him live in those rooms behind the workshop behind their house. He’s being taken care of. I think he’s coping just fine.
Tim and Alfred are hardly the influence anyone would want for that young man. If his mother were still alive—
She’s not alive, though, is she? And she probably was too protective of him. Someone should have been working with him from the time he was young. But she wouldn’t let anyone near him. I don’t think he’s even that retarded. Just slow. He’ll be OK.
Well, all the same, I’m just as glad we didn’t have him in the car with the girls,
Madge said. She crossed her arms tightly on her chest. And mark my words, something’s going to come to a head with that young man. I don’t like some of the rumors I’ve heard. Not at all.
As the station wagon drove past him, Luther turned his head south and started the trudge to Tim and Alfred’s house on Washington Street. When he passed the H&H Seafood House before approaching the bridge over the waterway to the inner harbor and before turning east on Texas Avenue, the vision of his mother, Sally, rose into his brain as it always did when he passed where she’d been a waitress for thirty years, and Luther smiled.
His mother had always been very good to him. When they’d told her Luther was different from other boys and needed to go to a special school, she’d shamed them into keeping him in the Cape May school and giving him extra help. It wasn’t her fault the extra help hadn’t been enough, and when everyone at the school sighed with relief the third time he didn’t get into the eighth grade and Sally just pulled him out and set him to refinishing furniture at home, he’d stopped worrying about life. The kids at the school had made fun of him. He was always big and clumsy. He wasn’t ugly or grotesque. Far from it. He was much too good looking and well built for his own good. Part of the sigh of relief at the school was that girls were noticing him—and a boy or two also—and were getting entirely too interested in the big-bodied, older boy in their classes.
He had developed quickly and it soon became apparent he had an attribute that could get very embarrassing at the school and that, although he would be a natural at football when—no, if—he got into middle school, it might not be the best idea if he was in locker room conditions with the other boys—and certainly not where any of the girls could see him.
Luther’s name came from his father, who hadn’t been around for more than a couple of days of Luther’s life, having been not-too-gently convinced to leave town by dock workers in the harbor who were none too pleased with a big, strapping black man courting a white woman so intensely. He stayed around long enough for Sally to have gotten pregnant, however. You wouldn’t have known that Luther had any black in him, though—unless you saw him undressed, which became a challenge for his schoolmates to accomplish. The one attribute that Luther inherited from his father was male equipment that was decidedly darker than the rest of him. And the ease with which Luther’s father had gotten his way with Sally might have resulted from the size of his equipment, a trait that Luther also inherited.
It was upon this unusual attribute that many of the rumors about Luther as he grew older were based, although, despite the fears of many Cape May parents, as yet none of their daughters had come forth with news they didn’t want to hear.
When Tim and Alfred had agreed to take Luther on at their Pink Poodle antiques store in a pink Victorian house in the tourist area on Decatur Street, more than one father had told them in no uncertain terms to keep a tight rein on the young man. The two store owners, who lived together in a white Victorian house in the less-touristy area of Washington Street, stepped up to the task.
Because he was big and a little clumsy, they had been reluctant to let Luther near their antique store. But they were careful to keep the lumbering giant away from their rooms filled with more delicate antiques. And in spite of the dangers of having him around, Luther had learned well the craft of furniture refinishing, so they put him to work in the workshop behind their house and in the storerooms at the antique store.
* * * *
Luther, Luther, Lumbering Luther.
The taunting litany started as soon as Luther turned onto Texas Street. He was only four blocks from home, though, so he tucked his chin in, set a slight scowl on his face, and kept walking.
How ya hangin’, Luther? Show us how you’re hangin’,
the taunting continued.
There were four of them, young guys walking back toward the town from the technical college that was located near where Ocean Avenue split off from Lafayette. They had attended the elementary school where Luther had been a student for a couple of years longer than the standard and still hadn’t moved up, but