Discovering A Mute Boy
Chapter 20
Brothers
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EXCERPT FROM DOING RIGHT BY CODY
“The great thing about it is that you can do the same thing on your own. Just sort of jerk yourself like I did and you can get those pleasant tingly feelings. It’s something nice and special and us older guys sort of…um…anyway.” I tried to explain, but hesitating a bit not knowing how much I should say. “We can talk about it some more later, but right now let’s get some sleep.” I suggested with the other boy already halfway there now that his body had been pilfered and me not far behind feeling cozy with him in my arms.
Just before I fell asleep I detected the bedroom door opening and a soft voice talking to another presence. “They’re already asleep in the same bed. At least we won’t have to worry about Cody having another nightmare tonight.”
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BROTHERS
There was a tickling sensation just below my chin and along my neck that finally managed to grab my attention enough to bring me out of my warm comfy dozing state. My mind slowly began to clear up and I inhaled deeply detecting the faint scent of what could only be described as boy. It was a fragrance that was now familiar and the warm cozy body draped over mine only confirmed the identity as I inhaled once more feeling my stomach and chest rising along with the small weight that had somehow managed to wrap around the top of my body.
This felt all too familiar and reminded me of my mornings waking up with Marty wrapped up in my arms. The fond memory made me sad for a moment, but I held on to the goodness of how it had felt and how the other boy had made me feel. Every morning was like waking up fresh and new to the world. The way Marty approached life with such hope and wonder had opened up my eyes viewing things differently as well. His death had hit me like a ton of bricks, but I knew he wouldn’t want me to drown myself in the bitter sorrow; instead, he’d want me to live life. Despite everything he had to endure, once he was free he had set aside all the ugliness in the world and looked at it with the wonderment of a newborn, discovering it all anew for the very first time. Even the simple act of walking home had become awe-inspiring for both of us. The way he looked at things and was happy with life had always made me smile.
Discovering the mute boy had been the best thing that’s ever happened to me because he made me realize just how precious life was and how we needed to make the most of our short time in the here and now. In my young life there have already been plenty of tragedy, but I survived and was left behind to pick up the pieces. There was an emptiness in my life with his absence just like there was for my parents and Nana. It was a void in my heart and it would always be there, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t fill the other parts of it and live my life. It would be tough to do and there would be days where I wouldn’t be able to shake away the sadness, but now as I ran my hand over Cody’s supple skin and inhaled the soft fragrance of his scent I began to realize there were plenty of people in my life to help fill the void and sadness in my heart.
They’ve been there all along, some of them for a while and some new. There was of course steadfast and resolute Pops, who was a firm fixture in my life. At school Joey had been there day in and day out, his shy yet clever sense of humor working their magic in a very subtle kind of way. There were other friends at school as well, but it was Joey whose presence saw me through the day. Now there was Cody, the two of us being connected in a special kind of way. We shared something together in a way few would or could understand. Feeling him in my arms right now gave me a sense of grounding, belonging, and peaceful contentment. We were forevermore bonded in a unique and special kind of way because of our shared tragedy and survival together. Finally, there was Luke, and as my thoughts wandered over to the other boy a strange feeling began to wriggle its way inside of me.
The two of us lived so far away from one another yet we always found a way to remain connected. We’ve known one another for a very long time now with our friendship blossoming over the years. It had been a very gradual kind of thing, but as we shared our hardships together it had seemed to blossom into something different, somehow something deeper. Just like my grandparents, Luke had been a steady fixture throughout in one form or another.
At the beginning we weren’t really friend-friends when we first met, mostly because of the age difference, but now I began to realize how even back then he was there when I’d come to the hospital after I first started living with my grandparents. We were both very young back then, but in his own way, he managed to help me get over my sadness by simply being there and keeping me company. As we got older our friendship became stronger despite our age difference. He proved himself a true friend when my grandmother passed away and once more now with Marty; being there for me even when I was the crappiest of company. We were definitely friends, but as I now thought on it I began to realize that for Luke it seemed to be more than simple friendship, It made me wonder what this meant for me as well.
Lately, it was other boys that seemed to occupy my attention, particularly Joey. I cared about my classmate just like I cared about Sienna, but now it sort of struck me how the way I cared for them differed. At first I had been attracted to Sienna in a sexual kind of manner, but over time this sort of shifted with our relationship evolving back into us being more like simple friends than an actual couple. Joey turned me on in a sexual way, but I also cared for him as a friend seeing past that coy shyness to what he was below the surface.
It didn’t mean I wasn’t attracted to girls anymore, Joey’s step sister proved that to me, but for some reason I seemed connected to other boys on a deeper level. I realized this is how I was feeling towards Luke. I cared about Joey and he turned me on, but it was Luke who I truly felt I could have a relationship with in terms of being a couple. This thought made me take pause and scrunch my eyebrows. The boy was younger than me, but there was something about him striking a cord as being more, somehow deeper. The last time we were together the slight sexual interaction had actually frightened me and now I understood it was perhaps because deep down there were other feelings bubbling up to the surface that was more than a simple type of friendship.
The thought of Luke and what I did to him in the hospital made my penis twitch and I felt it rubbing up against Cody’s smaller erection which made me shudder. Even though there wasn’t that intimate kind of attraction between the two of us it was still sort of erotic bringing me back out of my musings as I looked down at the younger boy sprawled over my body. I was lying on my back slightly propped up on the pillow and sometime during the night the younger boy had crawled on top of me snuggling up like we had that fateful night with his head on my chest sleeping soundly. It felt very cozy and right, but he was lying right on top of me with his legs spread apart over my hips effectively pressing his sexy boy bits right up against mine. His penis was hard and so was mine and the way they rubbed against one another sent some of those familiar tingling sensations up and down my insides reminding me I hadn’t busted a nut in weeks now.
There was nothing sexual really in the way I felt about Cody, but that didn’t mean something like this couldn’t make me feel all horny. My hand was rubbing up and down his soft warm skin along his spine and I could feel his little sprig quiver in response making my own twitch in return. It was warm and cozy in the room and the blanket had shifted down below his butt cheeks and over the back of his thighs exposing pale rounded mounds with cute little dimples and a splash of rosy like hues. My hands automatically ran over them making me smile because they were firm like apples while at the same time feeling so silky smooth.
The slow building of pressure on my bladder was a reminder of my typical morning obligations and I knew before long I would need to relieve myself or bust. Careful so as not to wake up the little guy, I eased my body sideways supporting his head and rolled the boy on his back next to me. He had such a peaceful expression on his features looking like a typical innocent little boy who’s never experienced the weighty troubles of the world. It was a reminder of who he had been before the tragic events stuck a knife into his normal existence. He really was a very beautiful boy and I could already tell he would be one of those guys that had all the girls chasing after him as my eyes slowly took in the rest of him. I studied him closely, not having to worry about making anyone uncomfortable since he still slept soundly.
Yesterday I had studied his cute little face really taking note of his soft boyish features, but this morning was a chance to really take a good look at the boy in all of his glory as my eyes slowly moved downwards before traveling back up the length of his body. The boy had an average kind of build with thin long willowy arms and legs with those fine light colored dusting of blonde like hairs. Reaching over I once more picked up one of his hands placing it up against mine noting how small they were including his petite fingers. They were beautiful hands, but tiny compared to mine. I smiled and gazed down into his face noticing for the first time just how long his neck was along with his thick full bodied disheveled hair realizing it sort of made his face look kind of small for his build. All in all he was a typical fit and trim sporty kind of ten year old boy, strike that going on eleven year old boy, with a flat smooth stomach and firm chest. Yesterday I noted he had a straight posture but he wasn’t stiff; instead, sort of in a relaxed kind of manner.
Lowering his hand back down over his chest, I couldn’t resist inspecting the rest of him a bit closer. I had gotten a pretty good look at his penis and scrotum yesterday, but now I could truly scrutinize him without either one of us getting embarrassed about it. Reaching out I had to chuckle because for a little dinger it was the hardest damn thing I’ve ever felt. Even more rigid than Joey’s, but then again Cody’s little bobber was only about one and a half inches long and kind of thin.
Currently, his erection floated slightly above the skin of his pale pubic mound as I placed the palm of my hand up against his stiff peg and pressed it downwards until it was flat up against his pelvic girdle. I rotated my hand around while pressing on his rigid penis and felt it twitching knowing it probably felt good to him even in his sleep so I lifted up my hand watching as it began to dance around before settling down again.
While the younger boy’s penis was in a horizontal position dancing around and pointing straight as an arrow towards his chest, his giggle berries slowly dropped back down having contracted upwards at the slight stimulation. The acorn sized testicles floated inside their supple leathery casing which remained slightly balled up and tight against his body. It too was kind of small, but I suppose fairly typical for a boy his age. About two thirds of it had a distinct darker skin coloration with a transitional line all the way around where it turned a lighter color the closer it was to his body. I’ve notice that when I was little how the rounded part of my ball sack had been sort of darker in coloration and a small part that was closer to my body having the paler like hue.
The boy’s penis twitched again and I had to smile and shake my head because it was kind of cute and seemed to be a right fit him. He was circumcised with a regular shaped type of curved and slightly pointed glans typical on most boys. The head of his penis was larger at the base than at the tip with the underside curving smoothly. The ridge of his glans was also slightly wider than the shaft of his penis. Of course overall size wise it was almost like a mini-me version of the boys I would see in the locker room, but he was still young and was nowhere near the process of maturing yet.
Moving my hand closer I tried to get a sense of his penis size by using my fingers. Placing my pinky and ring finger up against it I could tell it was slightly thinner than the ring finger while not as sleek like my pinky. Length wise it was only as long from the tip of my pinky to the second crease on the underside of my knuckle making it actually slightly longer than an inch and a half, but definitely shorter than two inches. I figured probably about one and three quarters of an inch long.
Now that I was no longer fiddling with it and his body wasn’t pressed up against mine to stimulate him I saw it begin to slowly deflate. It was kind of strange watching a boy’s penis gradually soften up and I had to giggle because it at first kept dancing around and the softer it got the less it moved around until it became completely flaccid settling down and lolling slightly over sideway. It was even too small for it to curve with it simply angling sideways. It wasn’t all that much smaller from its erect state, but then again it was already small so I suppose there wasn’t much shrinkage that could take place. Cody’s flaccid penis was now about the thickness of my pinky finger and about one and a half inches long having shrunk about a quarter of an inch. Even though I wasn’t attracted to him in that sort of intimate way I had to admit it was kind of sexy hot still, reminding me if I were only a couple of years younger or he was a little older things would probably be a tad different between the two of us.
Reaching down I covered up his nakedness and climbed out of bed pinching the tip of my penis and giving it a slight tug. My sweaty balls sort of got stuck to the skin between my thighs getting tweaked in the process so I dipped my legs slightly and gave the soft leathery pouch a minor tug as well to get them unstuck. Glancing over to the slumbering boy I smiled tenderly because he looked so adorably cute reminding me once more of the stud-muffin he was destined to develop into. There was lots of naughty fun to be had for the boy here in a few years and I sighed a bit regretfully because it simply wasn’t in the cards for us. Of course I jacked him off last night, but it hadn’t been about attraction or gratification; rather more about allowing the little guy to release some of his pent up energy and tensions so he could finally get a decent night’s sleep.
These thoughts and feelings I’ve been having lately about other boys still troubled me a little, but anymore I couldn’t help it so I shrugged my shoulders knowing things were the way they were and the sooner I accepted this the sooner I could get back to living again. Turning away from the slumbering boy I quietly walked over to the chair where I had set my clothes and picked up my boxers sliding my legs into them and getting my morning stiffie tucked away. I had to go pee so I still had my erection which created a decent sized tenting inside my boxers, but at least they were covered up for my little trip over to the bathroom. It wouldn’t do to get caught butt naked and I could already smell the coffee brewing downstairs so I knew Cody’s parents were up and about already.
Pausing, I took a look at my shirt and khaki’s sighing because there was a faint stain on them from Cody’s pee. I wasn’t sure what the situation was going to be in regards to school, but I was sure Mrs. Atkins could get them rinsed out and dried in time for me before I had to head out for school. I’d have to call Pops to see if I was coming home or have him meet me over there with my book bag which I had left in my room.
Today was Thursday with school officially out for the summer after tomorrow, but Pops and I had planned on today being my last day of classes since it would only be a half day on Friday. I’d have to talk to him to see if anything’s changed which I hoped hadn’t because now I was looking forward to heading out today for the cabin. Pops thought it would be a good idea to spend summer there and I began to think he was right.
Looking back down on to the chair I noticed other pieces of clothing laying there as well figuring they must have been the ones Cody had worn yesterday. Sitting on top was a pair of little boy’s bikini style briefs. It was the typical kind of briefs younger boys wore and was mostly white with colorful cartoon hero characters plastered all over them. Judging by some of the posters plastered on the younger boy’s walls I could tell he was still into the action hero types of movies because of his toys, and even some of his clothing. It didn’t really surprise me since it was typical for boys his age.
Glancing over towards the boy who was still sleeping soundly I reached down and picked his small underwear up in my hands and held them out inspecting them a little closer. They looked so tiny and adorably cute reminding me of how the boy was still young with a small physique. They had some cartoon images of the hulk and iron man on them making me smile sheepishly as I noticed the small little lump in the front of them where his small little package would obviously be snuggled up against the fabric. Without a second thought I buried my nose in it and inhaled deeply breathing in the boy’s essence which made me shudder. Not long ago I would have never even thought about doing something like that, but now it never occurred to me just how odd it could look to someone else. The boy’s intimate bouquet smelled delicious and I closed my eyes savoring his essence for several long moments before coming back to my senses and setting them back down on his chair.
Opening up Cody’s bedroom door I stepped into the hallway before slipping into the bathroom setting my soiled clothes on the counter and stepping in front of the toilet. Pulling out my little fatty through the side of my leg opening I leaned over the toilet bowl and emptied out my bladder feeling relief flooding through my insides as I began to think about today. Scrunching up my eyebrows I had some major decisions to make before school got out today. I had been walking around in a foggy like state now for weeks and today seemed like it was going to be one of those good days where I was all there so to speak in the here and now able to finally live life instead of simply getting by.
It’s what Marty would have wanted and of course he was still in my thoughts, but I was beginning to feel better and knew I was on my way to healing from the tragedy of losing someone close to me. It was kind of strange because he had only been in my life for such a small period of time, but he had made a huge impact on me. Finishing up I shook my now flaccid tube a few times and tucked it away stepping up to the sink running my tongue over my scummy teeth when I noticed a brand new toothbrush in its wrapper sitting on the counter. One of Cody’s parents must have set it out for me, which I felt was thoughtful of them and I appreciated it because my mouth was all scummy.
Making my way downstairs in nothing but my boxers Mr. Atkins looked up from the paper he was reading and set it aside motioning for me to take a seat at the table. “Good morning Latham.” He greeted his eyes taking me in momentarily, but not seeming to be concerned I was only in my boxers.
Mrs. Atkins turned around with a warm smile on her features stopping what she was working on, also not even flinching at my near state of nakedness. They both looked a bit haggard and I could tell it wasn’t just from last night, but probably the stress over the last several weeks. I’m sure it hadn’t been easy for them and from experience I knew there were several issues they were going through as a family because of what had happened to their son.
“I’m getting ready to fix some breakfast sweetie. I hope you like French toast?” She asked opening up the refrigerator door and continuing. “Can I get you some juice or something?” She finished.
“Oh…um…yes, whatever you have to drink is fine and French toast sounds good this morning.” I responded holding my hand in front of my mouth and yawning.
“Oh, I’m so sorry sweetie. I hope the bed you shared with Cody wasn’t too cramped. You should have come down and we would have put you in the guest room. Cody can be a bit…,” she paused wiping away a stray tear before continuing. “He can be a bit fidgety in his sleep; especially…,” she paused again not finishing the last of her comment, but I knew she meant since Cody’s kidnapping.
“No, it was fine.” I responded sincerely. “Really it was…,” I assured her when she gave me one of those I know you are humoring me type of looks. “I mean, I actually slept better than I have in a while.” I sighed looking down at my clothes while Cody’s parents stared at me sympathetically as if understanding and I began to fidget at the scrutiny.
Mrs. Atkins walked over and set a glass of orange juice in front of me and took a seat next to mine placing her hand on my arm rubbing it softly. “I’m sorry Latham. If we had known you were having such a hard time we wouldn’t have called you so late last night. It’s just…,” she sighed looking away with tears running down her cheeks.
“It’s alright Mrs. Atkins…I understand and I’m glad you called because Cody and…um…we both had some things we needed to work out. I felt really bad by how I hadn’t tried to get back in touch with him…and I should have, but it’s just I…I…,” my voice trailed off and I felt Cody’s mom wrapping her arms around my body as she embraced me warmly.
Her soft womanly scent was oddly familiar reminding me of my own mom and of course Nana, making me sniffle a little because it was nice to be held again in a motherly like kind of fashion. “It’s alright Latham, we talked a long time with your grandfather last night and he explained a lot of things to us.” She said giving me a slight squeeze before releasing me as we both sat back.
Her eyes drifted down to my chest and without realizing it she reached out tracing a fingers over one of my old scars shaking her head sadly. “We didn’t know about…about how you survived something like this once before and then to have this…this awful thing happen for a second time.” She began to cry shaking her head with her husband scooting over next to his wife and putting his arm around her with a sad look on his face.
He was a man and had to be strong, but what happened to his only child, and now to see his wife weeping, it was too much for him as well. He didn’t cry, remaining stoic, but I could see his eyes brimming up before he wiped them away. I could tell he was a loving husband and father, and I was happy for Cody because he would need all of their gentle loving kindness to see him through some hard times.
“P…please tell me our boy will be alright Latham. Tell me he will once again be the boy we knew and loved. I…I don’t know what to do. I…we…,” Mrs. Atkins glanced over towards her husband and put her hand in his before continuing. “We are at our wits end and don’t know what to do Latham. When Cody rejected us last night I felt completely lost for the first time in his life. We…we just don’t know what to do.” She admitted looking at me for some answers while I didn’t know what to say.
Turning my head and looking away while I pursed my lips in thought I could feel their eyes watching me closely as I exhaled softly deciding to tell them the truth in how I saw it. “Nothing will ever be the same again.” I whispered softly shaking my head and not able to look them in the eye when a small sob escaped Mrs. Atkins mouth.
It wasn’t my intention to make her feel bad so I tried to let her know it was alright. “That doesn’t mean things won’t be alright though…just different is all…and it will take time. Things will mostly stay the same, but there will also be some bad days. I don’t think he will ever get over what happened, not completely. I still have nightmares sometimes.” I admitted looking up noticing how they were paying close attention to me as if filing all this information away since it was coming from someone who experienced the same thing as their son.
“So…last night, we can expect some more nights like that?” Cody’s mom asked curiously while I held out my hands rolling my shoulders apologetically.
“Maybe not as bad or intense, but he might wet the bed again. It just depends I guess. I still have nightmares sometimes and wake up in a cold sweat, but they aren’t so bad anymore like they used to be.” I tried to explain.
“How can we help him?” Mr. Atkins asked concern etched over his rugged features.
“What helped me the most was my grandparents being there without any questions when I had a nightmare or wet the bed. They were just letting me know how much they loved me no matter what. They held me when I needed it and left me alone when I needed space. I don’t know how they knew when to do those things, they simply did. You know Cody better than anyone else in the world.” I shrugged. “Does he have any close friends?” I asked with Mrs. Atkins nodding yes while Mr. Atkins said ‘no,’ making me frown questioningly with Cody’s dad finally clarifying things.
“Well…he’s got a whole bunch of friends, but I don’t think he has any one boy he calls a best friend. It’s strange now that you ask because he is such an easy going kind of kid that it’s like he’s everyone’s friend.” He clarified and as I thought on it this wasn’t so far fetched because I sort of had gotten the same impression from the boy.
“He does talk about you a lot Latham.” Mrs. Atkins responded. “You are all he ever talks about since…,” she paused another sob escaping before she swallowed it down and continued. “All he ever talks about is how you were so brave and smart getting them away from that horrible couple. He doesn’t talk much at all anymore, but when he does it is all about you. He’s been nagging us to get in touch with you, but we…,” she paused looking up at me apologetically while her husband finished her train of thought.
“We thought it best if we put anything that reminded him about the kidnapping behind us, including you. It wasn’t until last night we realized maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea. We are really sorry Latham.” He admitted apologetically.
“It’s alright and I understand. Besides, I wouldn’t have been good company for him. I’ve been in a bad place lately. Anyway, my suggestion is if he’s got friends who understand what’s happened it might help him. I think you may want to talk to their parents first though and make sure they talk to their kids about it since it could be rough on those other boys too. Did Pops talk to you about professional help?” I asked seeing them look at each other as if this was a sore subject.
It was obvious they weren’t in agreement on it so I told them how I felt about it all. “It’s alright because I’ve got mixed feelings about it too. I think it could help if you get the right person to see him. It’s helped me deal with some things, but there are still some things I’ve never discussed with my therapist. It’s something to think about and you will need to talk to Cody about it so he understands it doesn’t mean he’s like some nut job, but that sometimes it is easier to talk to someone he isn’t close to.” I explained leaving it there when Mrs. Atkins seemed to notice the clothes in my lap pointing to them.
“Oh…um…yes, well they got a little damp last night when Cody…uh…,” I began a little embarrassed now not knowing exactly how to explain the boy hugging me.
Both Mr. and Mrs. Atkins chuckled shaking their head. “Well, don’t feel so bad; Cody’s always been the hugging and cuddling type and I hope that doesn’t stop anytime soon.” Mrs. Atkins admitted making me smile because somehow I got that impression about the boy as well. “Here let me get them washed out for you and dried. It doesn’t look like they are too stained and should wash out easily enough.” She offered taking them from me and returning a couple of minutes later from the other room down the hall with a washing machine working in the background.
When she got back we continued to chat. They wanted to know more about me and were very friendly not pushing and letting me reveal things in my own way. It actually felt comfortable chatting with them while we waited for Cody. In return I asked questions about the younger boy finding out we actually had a lot in common. The smaller boy was very athletic enjoying an array of outdoor types of activities and sports. During the summer months he enjoyed camping and hiking. He was very active getting along with most kids his own age. This summer he had been thinking about joining a baseball team in the local league, but now seemed to be shying away from the idea which had his parents a little concerned. When I explained how I was going to take some time for myself this summer and drop the track and field team at school they didn’t feel so bad about it anymore, but I cautioned them he still needed to have a normal routine.
We chatted for about ten to fifteen minutes before suddenly hearing the light hurried sounds of feet rushing down the stairs with Cody rounding the corner of the open kitchen and dining room area with a stricken look on his face. He stopped about ten feet away when he saw us sitting there and I could see his eyes welling up.
The younger boy was completely naked except for a pair of his little boy’s briefs which snuggled tightly around his petite frame. It looked like they were almost too small for him as if he was starting to grow out of them because they were tight around his hips and along the top part of his legs. His underwear even snuggled up firmly against his little boy budgie forming a nice tight outline of the bell end from his soft penis which sort of poked straight out from his body. Just below it I could clearly make out the outline of his two oval shaped acorn sized testicles.
From my quick scrutiny it looked like he had slipped into the old pair of cartooned briefs he had sitting on the chair and I had to admit he looked too adorable and delectably delicious. If it hadn’t been for the stricken look on his face I would have busted a gut because it was kind of hilarious seeing him standing there almost butt naked in front of us. His brimming blue eyes were riveted on me and his features began to soften up with a look of relief.
“I…I,” his voice cracked a little before he swallowed and in a rush got out what he needed to say. “I thought you left without saying goodbye.” He hiccupped immediately running towards me and literally scrambling into my lap wrapping his legs and arms around my body and hanging on tightly.
Reacting to the boy’s sudden display of affection I automatically wrapped my own arms around him pulling the boy into a tight embrace. My heart melted because he was just such a sweat affectionate kid. His parents were right about one thing, the boy most assuredly was cuddly. His body felt so soft and warm snuggled up against my naked stomach and chest as I tried to comfort him by running my hand tenderly up and down his back. He quivered in my arms and seemed to sigh softly burying his face in my chest while his little boy budgie suddenly sprung to attention. There wasn’t anything sexual in our embrace and I was sure him popping a stiffie had more to do with the affectionate caring kinds of feelings we had towards one another in our tender embrace. Even my own penis stirred slightly threatening to stiffen up and stand at attention, but thankfully I somehow managed to keep it in check because it wouldn’t do to bone up in front of the boy’s parents.
“When I woke up you were gone.” He tried to explain while I looked over towards his mom whose eyes were red and beginning to brim with tears while her face was furled up out of concern over her little boy.
“I’m so sorry Cody, but when I woke up you were still sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you up. Besides, I had to ask your mom about getting my clothes washed before I head off to school. They got messed up last night when you…,” I paused not wanting to say out loud in front of his parents how they had gotten wet with his pee since he was kind of sensitive about it. “Um…they were a little grimy and needed to be washed is all.” I smiled softly with him nodding his head while his mom reached out to stroke her son’s back as well.
“Oh sweetie you just had a rough time last night so Latham wanted you to sleep a little longer is all. Your father and I were up so he came down to sit with us. I’ve got French toast ready to go, how’s that sound?” She asked with Cody sitting up a little straighter and wiping away the wetness from his cheeks as he looked at her and nodded his head.
“Yeah maam, I am a little hungry, but you won’t go. I mean, you’ll stay and eat with us…right Latham?” He asked his manners kicking in, but still looking worried while I chuckled and shook my head.
“What, and skip breakfast. I’m a growing boy and we don’t ever pass up a free meal; especially, not one from a mom. Besides, I can’t go home in my undies.” I teased ruffling his hair affectionately making him giggle and once more wrap himself firmly around my body obviously not going to be getting off my lap anytime soon.
Mrs. Atkins smiled and mouthed ‘thank you,’ to me while I nodded and she got up to prepare breakfast. Mr. Atkins watched the two of us for a moment his features having softened at the tender moment between me and Cody. At first I thought he might be concerned about this type of affectionate display between two boys; especially, since we were both half naked wearing only our underwear, but he didn’t seem bothered by it as he nodded his head towards me and picked up his newspaper giving us a bit of privacy.
They had already mentioned how Cody was the cuddling kind of boy and it made me wonder if it wasn’t unusual for them to see the smaller boy running around the house in nothing but his briefs. It really wasn’t all too far fetched since I walked around at home in my underwear when it was only me and pops. Even when Nana was alive I had walked around half naked in the house, but I was younger back then so didn’t even think much of it. I suppose if she were still alive I wouldn’t be doing that sort of thing anymore, not at my age, but since it was just me and pops it didn’t seem such a big deal. It also made me wonder what it would have been like if my own parents were still alive. I still remembered how my mom would give me a bath and how I’d see her walking around naked sometimes, even my dad.
Nudity hadn’t seemed to be such a big issue in my family at home back then. I suppose it was different in every family, but I got the impression from my memories that it hadn’t been such a big deal with me lounging around with nothing on, or my folks walking around the house like that at times. It wasn’t as if they walked around without any clothes on all the time, simply it hadn’t been a big issue with me seeing them naked while they got changed or whatever.
With the younger boy snuggled up in my lap I inhaled his soft boyish scent with the fragrance wafting into my nose providing a sense of peaceful contentment. Cody’s stiffie was pressing into my stomach and I had to stifle a giggle because in some ways this was almost naughty. The younger boy stirred in my arms as if waking up and I leaned down kissing the top of his head affectionately before he shifted by placing his face up against my cheeks and giving me another hug as if it made him feel better. He released me for a second and I felt his soft lips brushing up against my cheeks with a light kiss before he once more crushed me with a firm hug making me chuckle and shake my head realizing this little guy really was a cuddle bug and I had to admit I kind of liked it.
These days most boys learned early how our society somehow felt this sort of thing was wrong, but I was glad to see that in some families they didn’t tow the line with our western backwards view. “Hey, maybe you should give your mom and dad a good morning hug too before they get jealous of me.” I whispered teasingly so only he could hear me as I leaned back and ruffled his hair with the boy giggling. “Maybe an apology for last night too.” I whispered again with him pausing for a second and nodding knowing I was right before he squirmed off of my lap making his way over to his mom first.
The boy padded softly over towards his mom where she was busy with the pan that had our French toast in it. I could see he was still sporting a stiffie with his small tent pole pointing straight outwards from his body. By the time he reached his mom though it had mostly gone away. Cody wrapped his arm around her waist from behind giving her a big hug.
“I love you mom.” He whispered softly with Mr. Atkins lowering his newspaper and glancing over to his wife and son pleased by what he was seeing.
“Oh sweetie, I love you too.” Mrs. Atkins turned around and kneeled down in front of her son the two of them kissing each other on the lips in a quick peck before hugging.
“I…I’m really sorry about last night.” The younger boy apologized sniffling a little. “It…it’s just when I…I…,” he stumbled over his apology. “I’m too old for that to have happened.” He sighed not able to actually admit he wet the bed.
“It’s alright sweetie.” Mrs. Atkins assured Cody. “It happens sometimes and we aren’t upset about it. We do love you and that will never change.” She assured the boy watching as he untangled himself from her nodding his head and then padded his way over to his dad.
“I love you dad.” He whispered softly leaning in and giving his father a kiss on the lips as well catching me kind of by surprise because not many boys gave their dad a kiss on the mouth. It was just a quick peck like with his mom, but there was a connection of familial love in that kiss. “Sorry about last night.” He apologized as well with his dad giving the boy a big hug before releasing him and ruffling his hair.
“It’s alright, really Cody. Your mother is right, we love you so much.” He told his son in such a soft and tender voice once more wrapping the boy in his arms which almost made me cry because I was missing my own parents now wondering how many of those moments I was missing out on in my own life.
Of course Pops and Nana had loved me as well giving me plenty of hugs and kisses, but it didn’t mean I hadn’t missed this from my own parents. Cody’s dad continued to hug his little boy in strong arms rocking back and forth for a bit longer before releasing him and giving his son another quick peck on the lips.
“I love you son,” the man smiled at his little boy before releasing him and allowing Cody to come back to me.
The smaller boy crawled back into my lap and to my surprise gave me a quick kiss on the lips as well. “Thanks Latham. I love you.” He told me sincerely while I blushed glancing over towards his parents not knowing how they’d react because it was one thing for the boy to give his folks a kiss, but to do that with another boy was a bit different.
To my surprise they didn’t seem upset and even smiled with Mrs. Atkins brushing away the tears from the corner of her eyes before chuckling and shaking her head. “Well I guess its official then.” She teased with both me and Cody looking at her questioningly. “I’m just saying…Cody’s always wanted a brother, and I’m not talking about a little brother. He’s always complained about not having an older brother, well I think it is safe to say you are now officially adopted.” She chuckled with her husband busting out laughing as well and shaking his head.
“Yeah, for years we simply told him it is sort of impossible to go back and undo him and make another boy first and then redo him. Well I guess he found a way to cheat the system.” He teased with Cody giggling and rolling his eyes at his folks while I blushed not really knowing what to do. “Anyway, I suppose congratulations are in order Mrs. Atkins.” The man teased with his wife giving a mock little curtsy.
“Well it took longer than I thought and a little doing, but I think you’d have to admit we did quite well wouldn’t you say Mr. Atkins.” She retorted back making me giggle now as well at the lighthearted banter making me realize that before this horrible incident this was a family that was very playful with one another.
“Does this mean Latham can spend the night with me today again?” The smaller boy looked hopeful towards his folks and towards me.
“Oh sweetie it is another school night and I don’t think it would be right to impose on Latham tonight again. I think tomorrow is his last day before summer vacation.” She tried to explain with Cody trying to make it work though asking me directly.
“Oh please Latham, tell them it would be alright.” He looked at me his expression still hopeful and to be honest I wouldn’t really have had an issue, but I already had other plans.
Exhaling softly I shook my head seeing the disappointment in younger boy’s eyes. “I’m sorry Cody but I can’t. I mean…,” I began seeing tears welling up in his eyes making me feel kind of bad now. “It’s just I’ve already made plans for after school today. Tomorrow is only a short day for my school so Pops and I are going to start our vacation early. We are heading over to our cabin over by Eelee.” I tried to explain seeing the sadness in little guy’s face making me feel even worse since he looked so disappointed as if I were abandoning him again.
Glancing over towards his parents I could see they sympathized with me struggling to come up with something to help ease Cody’s disappointment while I tried to explain it some more to the boy. “Listen Cody, the lake is a special place for me and Pops. It’s helped us get over some tough and bumpy times in our life. In a way it is sort of a place that’s been healing for me. You don’t know this Cody, but what happened to the two of us isn’t the first time something awful has happened to me. When I was a couple of years younger than you I lost my parents and didn’t have anyone to take care of me until Pops and Nana took me in. They took me to the lake and the cabin and after a while things got much better. Now, it is a safe place for me to visit where I can sort of think and get better. Do you understand?” I asked with Cody’s eyes welling up but him nodding as well before he hugged me tightly.
“I…I’m really sorry about your parents. I…I’d just die if something awful happened to mine.” He admitted. “B…but I…I’m so afraid to be without you. I…I don’t want you to leave me all alone again.” He sniffled with his admission breaking my heart while I gazed over towards his parents not really knowing what to say or do with them a bit at a loss as well as I held him to me and rocked the boy gently before sighing allowing the two of us to separate slightly.
His eyes were brimming with tears so I helped him clean them away glancing over to his parents again and coming to a decision that I hoped wouldn’t upset them. “Listen, maybe you can come over to the lake and cabin and visit for a while.” I offered up with him sort of perking up.
“How long could I stay?” He asked continuing to wipe away the wetness from his cheeks while I opened my mouth to reply before clamping it shut because I wasn’t even sure if it had been a good idea to ask without consulting his parents.
Glancing over towards Mrs. Atkins I noticed the concern and uncertainty etched on her features. “I…um…I’m not sure Cody, I mean, it is just a suggestion and I don’t know if it would even work out for you since I don’t know what your parents have planned. It really wasn’t fair of me to ask before consulting with your folks.” I admitted apologetically with Cody looking over to his mom and dad with a pleading look.
It was Mr. Atkins who spoke up first. “I’m not sure Latham. You did say you will be leaving today after school, but Cody’s school doesn’t get out early tomorrow so he will be in classes since he’s missed so many already. It’s also like a two or three hour drive over there I imagine. Besides, we also have plans for Friday since we promised to go visit my sister and her kids just outside of the city. Cody has cousins all about the same age and we thought it would be good for him to spend some time with them.” He admitted furling his eyebrows in thought as if he wasn’t totally opposed to the idea with Cody once more crumbling and looking at his parents in defeat.
“But daaaadddd,” He began to whine, but clamped his mouth shut when he felt me poking him in the ribs getting the hint that he should let me talk.
“I see, so it would be alright though if we found a way to make it work?” I asked seeing Mr. Atkins glancing over towards his wife arching his eyebrows and shrugging at her.
Cody’s mom glanced at her son before focusing on her husband with pursed lips as if trying to decide on the spot with what to do on such short notice. It was the familiar parent private speak of looks, gestures, and shrugs that have been going on since time remembered. Even my grandparents had similar little coded shrugs and looks they gave one another in silence as they decided on issues, and though I had still been young at the time I recalled my own parents doing the same thing.
Mr. Atkins gave an imperceptible nod as if to indicate he was game if she was as well. With a final look at her little boy looking so forlorn sitting there in my lap she finally came to a decision.
“I suppose it would be alright Latham, but only if it won’t put you guys out and if we can find a way to get him there. I’m part of the committee in charge of the yearly breast cancer fund raising volunteer program so will be unable to drive Cody around for about a week, and Mr. Atkins has to go on a business trip through his work. When Cody went missi…,” she paused holding back the flood of tears at the memory of the kidnapping before getting her composure. “Anyway, Mr. Atkins had to postpone, but now he doesn’t have a choice and needs to head out tomorrow night and won’t be back until next week. We were going to have him stay with my sister in law, if she had the time because I know her kids all have some sort of sport’s camp they will be leaving for as well.” She tried to explain making me realize that right now they had a tight schedule, but it could actually work to our advantage.
“Oh, I see, well actually it could work out for everyone then.” I began nodding my head as the plan began to take shape while Mrs. Atkins turned her attention back to the French toast making sure they weren’t burning since she had turned it on low when Cody had distracted her and we all began talking.
Waiting for her to flip the French toast over and turn her attention back to us I figured I had it all worked out. “Well, Pops has to come back into the city on Saturday. He doesn’t have a lot of patients anymore, but he does have a few so will be going back and forth between the hospital in Eelee and his practice here in the city.” I began with Mr. Atkins interrupting.
“Your grandfather has two practices?” He asked a bit puzzled with me chuckling and shaking my head.
“No…not really. It’s kind of hard to explain. You see Pops and Nana had a very successful medical career patenting several medical tools that are still used today. They made a lot of money from their medical inventions and used it to build a hospital in Eelee where my grandmother grew up. It pretty much runs itself but when Pops and Nana would spend time at the lake cabin they’d go in and do rounds and stuff. Most of the administrative decisions is done by their friend with them making decisions mostly from here in the city, but it still required them to spend time at the hospital in Eelee. Anyway, Pops is sort of retired over here in the city now but still has a small practice he runs so most of his time is spent running the logistics of the other hospital in Eelee from here in the city. Nana used to do a lot of stuff so now Pops has to sort of fill in the void.” I explained with both Mr. and Mrs. Atkins looking impressed finding this out for the first time.
“Wow, we didn’t know Latham. I mean we knew your grandfather had a well regarded medical practice along with your grandmother when she was still alive, but we had no idea they had their own hospital as well to run.” Mr. Atkins admitted.
“Yeah, they were sort of humble about it not making a big deal of it. Anyway, like I was saying, Pops is coming back on Saturday and if it is alright with you he can bring Cody back with him when he heads back to the lake cabin later on in the afternoon.” I suggested with Cody perking right up and looking at his parents while they once more seemed to communicate with one another.
“Well, I suppose it could work, but how long will Cody be staying?” Mr. Atkins asked while Cody suddenly bounced on my lap excitedly.
“Yippee!” He let out exuberantly while the rest of us chuckled shaking our heads before I answered his dad.
“You did say you’d be busy all week so why not let him stay with us for the whole time. It will be fun and my friend Luke will be there as well. His family is very close to ours. When Nana had cancer Luke’s mom had it as well and they were roommates together. Luke really helped me through some tough times after my grandmother died and recently now with…with Marty,” I whispered his name softly before pushing on not wanting to get choked up again. “Luke’s younger than me and a little older than Cody so it could be a lot of fun for all three of us.” I admitted.
“So you are alone at the cabin, I mean with your grandfather making rounds at the hospital and all?” Mrs. Atkins asked once more a bit concerned since there might not be adult supervision.
Shrugging my shoulders I replied honestly. “Yeah, there will be days in-between where he won’t be around, but I’m sure Luke’s mom will be popping over plenty of times to check up on us during those days and it isn’t as if there is a lot of trouble we could get into while at the cabin. It’s pretty safe out there…well…there are wild animals around,” I admitted before quickly adding, “but further out and not close out by the cabin. If there is an emergency we have the radio with help just across the lake. They respond fast, probably faster than around here. It’s not as bad as you would think and actually probably safer than staying locked up in the house here in the city.” I pointed out with her nodding as if mulling over the information focusing back on the French toast.
Handing out the first batch of French toast she turned the burner a little higher starting the next batch and disappearing for a few moments to toss my clothes into the drying before returning. We continued to chat making plans with me assuring them it wouldn’t be an issue for Pops to swing by on Saturday. He would be coming back to the city early in the morning for one of his patients. Most of them already knew he would be on vacation so he only had the one that couldn’t really be rescheduled. It wouldn’t take long and then he’d be heading back probably in time for a late lunch at the cabin.
The French toast was really good and filling. After finishing up I thanked Mrs. Atkins for breakfast with Cody tugging on my arm as we made our way back to his room. We both sat on his bed with him asking me about the lake and what he would need to bring. I gave him a general outline of what to expect over there telling him since it was warming up to bring mainly summer clothes, but not to forget to bring a change or two of something warmer along, with maybe rain gear too just in case. Listening carefully he nodded his head saying he was sure his mom and dad would probably know for sure what he should take.
Getting up he made his way to his dresser and pulled open a drawer pulling out a clean pair of underwear similar to what he was wearing. Without a care in the world he pulled down his old pair kicking them off to the side and nearly jumped out of his skin when his mom came walking in with my clothes folded up in her arms.
“Mom,” he screeched immediately covering himself up in front with his cheeks turning bright red in embarrassment. “What are you doing, get out,” he yelled totally mortified that she had come into his room while he was completely naked.
It made me realize he was just at that age where some things were acceptable and other things not. It was one thing to walk around in his underwear in front of his mom, but something completely different being butt naked. I could sort of sympathize I suppose because from what he had told me last night he was going on eleven here real soon. I was a little shy at that age as well I suppose. It was just at the age where a boy was beginning to discover there was more to his little dinger than it simply being there. Of course most young boys know about the differences between boys and girls to some extent, but at his age he definitely knew there were sexual connotations regarding nudity.
Mrs. Atkins immediately turned away from Cody and apologized, but the smaller boy was really upset about it. “You are supposed to knock.” He added with me trying to smooth things over.
“It’s not her fault Cody. We didn’t have the door closed.” I added, quickly getting up and retrieving my clothes with Mrs. Atkins looking a tad hurt about her son’s cutting tone. “It’s alright,” I assured her quietly. “I’ll talk to him about it.” I added as she nodded the weariness and strain on her features showing.
“I know,” she tried to smile. “We’ve all been tired lately.” She patted my arm before sighing and hurrying out the door shutting it quietly behind her.
“Damn for real Cody. It’s only your mom.” I told him softly not wanting it to come off as me scolding him, but just trying to point out it shouldn’t be a big deal as I sat down on the bed with my clothes.
“Well yeah…,” he retorted trying to think of something to say. “Still, it’s not like I’m a little kid anymore you know. Mom does this all the time even when my door is closed and after dad talked to her about it too. I bet your mom doesn’t just barge into your room like that without knocking first does she?” He asked with me wincing and his face suddenly crumbling when he realized what he had just said to me.
The room fell deathly quiet for a second or two until he suddenly sprinted over and hugged me tightly. “Oh Latham…I…I’m so sorry. I…I forgot and didn’t mean it that way.” He apologized as he pressed his naked body into me while I sighed wrapping my arm around his small body giving him a big hug in return.
“I know you didn’t mean it that way Cody, but you have really nice parents and should try to give them a little slack you know.” I added not able to be mad at him for a natural kind of reaction most boys his age have when barged in on while completely naked.
Cody nodded his head and pulling back slightly looking down at his nakedness. “I know Latham and it isn’t as if I’ve really got all that much down there anyway that she hasn’t seen before. It isn’t as if I’ve changed much since she used to give me a bath.” He admitted sounding a bit disappointed about it as he rolled his shoulders pulling on his little boy pecker that pointed out from his body barely curving over a part of his small scrotum that was balled up tightly against his body.
He didn’t have time to mull over it when he yelped in surprise because I suddenly tossed him on the bed and began tickling him all over. “I told you last night you weren’t puny down there and it is just fine for your age.” I teased with him screeching and laughing at the top of his lungs while he tried to squirm out of my grip.
We tousled around on the mattress as he tried to escape giggling and laughing the entire time. I didn’t hold back getting him in all his nooks and crannies that I knew were ticklish and that included a few well placed gropes on his little boy goods noticing how he had once more popped a stiffie with his sleek penis becoming stiff as a nail. He just looked too damn cute as I gave him a few more good tickles before finally letting him roll away from me to settle down on to his back. He was gasping for air because I had made him laugh so hard with his knees bent outwards no longer concerned about concealing his nakedness from me while I settled down next to him with my elbow on the mattress propping up my head in my hand.
“That was fun.” He finally managed to get out. “Thanks, it was nice.” He added smiling wryly at me as I grinned back nodding my head in agreement with us falling silent for a moment while he gazed at the ceiling.
“Latham?”
“Hmmm?” I responded.
“Last night, that was nice too.” He added softly with me blushing recalling what I had done to him so he’d be able to get some sleep.
“Um…yeah…I’m sure.” I replied neutrally still not sure if I had done the right thing.
It wasn’t as if I had really done it out of my own sexual gratification. I really liked Cody, but I suppose it was more along the lines of being an adopted older brother. Doing something sexual with him really isn’t something I was after or truthfully desired. Of course it was a bit of a turn on seeing him naked and all boned up, but it was also different from the way I felt with Joey. It was kind of hard to really separate out how exactly it was different, but I just knew for me it was somehow not the same way I felt about other boys closer to my age.
“Was that like…sex?” He asked turning his head and looking at me while I blushed because I didn’t really know how to answer properly because in a way it was about sex.
The boy stared at me waiting for an answer so I exhaled softly and tried to be honest about it in how I thought of it. “Um…sure I suppose Cody. I mean yeah you could say it was sex, but it wasn’t like having sex-sex.” I tried to explain knowing I wasn’t doing a good job of it.
“Oh…I see.” He answered dropping it because he could tell I was sort of struggling with an answer for him. “Still, last night was nice.” He sighed looking down at his little stiffie. “Do you think we can do that again?” He asked with me now beginning to panic because I didn’t want to masturbate him again since it somehow didn’t feel right.
“What…now…,” I croaked before clearing my throat with Cody giggling.
“Yeah sure…why not? I mean last night you said I can do that sort of thing on my own. Maybe you can show me now since you won’t be here tonight so I will know what to do…just in case. It’s the least you can do since you are my older brother.” He responded casually while trying to stifle a giggle and reaching over for his pillows pushing them up against the wall before leaning back into a more comfortable position with his legs spread apart as if waiting for someone to take care of business.
I gawked at him because I didn’t know what to say or do. This was such a private intimate kind of thing for a boy to do on his own, but he seemed determined to learn how. I’m sure he could figure it out on his own, but he was looking at me for some guidance like a little puppy dog.
“I…um…I’m not sure it is such a good idea.” I swallowed with him reaching over and tugging on my wrist that was supporting my head.
“Please…it really was nice last night.” He pleaded as I sighed and crawled up closer to him.
“Alright, I suppose, but you can’t tell anyone.” I admonished with him giggling.
“Yeah, like who am I going to tell. Definitely not my mom, and not my dad either.” He admitted smiling coyly. “So what do I do?” He asked with me shaking my head and rolling my eyes at the way he was able to goad me into doing naughty things with him.
“Alright, remember how I used my fingers and thumb running it up and down your hard penis…just start doing that.” I suggested watching in fascination as he reached down with his right hand and began rubbing his erection with his thumb and two fingers.
“Oooh,” he hissed smiling at me. “It…it sort of tickles,” he giggled making me smile as I continued to watch.
His hands and fingers were much smaller than mine and I wondered if maybe he could fist himself like I did when I jacked off. “Um…my hands and fingers are bigger than your, but maybe you might be able to fist your pecker like us older guys do?” I suggested seeing his confusion.
Reaching over I grabbed his right hand and wrapped his fingers around his blood engorged little phallus with him getting the idea. His hand was almost too big, but I could tell it would work as I wrapped my fingers around his hand and showed him how to pump it up and down sort of helping him with his grip until he suddenly coed at the right constriction.
“Oh…oh…yeah much better…mmmm, it does feel really nice.” He sighed with me smiling and watching in wide eyed wonderment a boy learning how to masturbate for the very first time.
There was something magical about it as I began to run my hand lightly over his stomach to help provide him with a little more stimulation. Jacking off on your own is nothing like having someone else touch you down there, or at least that was my understanding of things as I realized for the first time how I’ve never been pleasured by anyone else. It really was kind of odd considering what I’ve been doing with others lately.
“Use your left hand and squeeze your balls a little. Just try to play around with yourself in different ways. Kind of experiment to see what feels good.” I instructed with his left hand cupping his tight scrotum as he squeezed it.
His left little acorn pressed up against the smooth skin and I watched in fascination as he used his fingers to play around with his little marbles. It was kind of sexy hot seeing the younger boy getting worked up. I could see he was starting to get into it with his body starting to squirm around indicating those tickling sensations were beginning to boil up to the surface.
“Remember what I told you last night it will begin to feel like you have to pee, but you won’t, so just keep pulling on your little dinger.” I teased hearing him giggling for a split second before his face turned serious.
It was so interesting to watch the emotions playing across his features. His mouth hung open slightly with the tip of his tongue showing on the right corner as if in concentration. His hair hung over his forehead slightly covering his eyes, which sparkled in hues of bright blue as he stared at me intensely.
“Oooh…oooh,” he squeaked. “It…it…oooh,” He was breathing raggedly trying to speak but finding it difficult when those very intense fluttery feelings really began to roil inside of his tiny body.
“That’s it Cody, you are almost there.” I whispered encouragingly glancing down and noticing how his fist was like a blur over the length of his short shaft.
Every once in a while the tip of his little glans would poke through the top part of his fisted hand with it having turned a bright purple color while he kept fiddling around with his little testicles using his left hand. It was so fucking exciting to watch and then it happened with him suddenly letting out a squeak.
“Eeep, uuumph, uumph, eeeak.” He yipped with his back arching upwards and to my amazement his little testicles literally contracting up and down several times.
His fist pounded his small stiff pickle several more strokes before loosening up around his shaft. I watched in mesmerized fascination as that little nail of his twitched around wildly. His little thin shaft was bright red with his bell end having turned a deep purplish plum color. His little marbles kept jumping around in their skin purse while his penis skipped around like a break dancer on crack.
My eyes kept bouncing rapidly back and forth between watching his features and what was happening between his legs as his jolting erection was spitting out blanks. I watched enraptured by the shifting of his emotions. They ranged from one of concentration, to surprise, to sheer enjoyment with his passion being voiced along the way. He coed and bleated in concentration which shifted to squeaking and chirping in surprise when his orgasm slammed into him, and finally changed to tittering and crooning as the rapture of euphoria took him in its gentle embrace.
Watching the boy masturbating himself for the very first time was sexy hot with my own penis plumping up into a firm erection jolting around excitedly. Even though I felt differently about it in the sexual context this didn’t mean that watching him hadn’t gotten me excited. To the contrary it was very thrilling to say the least with my penis leaking a little as well while I watched him having his very first personally induced orgasm and the second one of his life.
Within moments it was over and he suddenly crumbled back on to the mattress with his breathing rasping loudly in his chest and a small smirking smile still plastered on his cute little mug. His expression was one of sheer pleasurable happiness as his eyes fluttered open seeking mine out. He was totally spent and couldn’t move so I snuggled up to him watching as his stiff erection kept fluttering around for several more moments before it slowly began to deflate in the aftermath of his high.
“That was…it was…I…I…,” He swallowed hard trying to describe what he had gone through, but instinctively realizing nothing could ever accurately describe such a moment.
“Spectacular.” I chuckled answering for him as he nodded dumbly.
“Yeah…that and more. Not as good like last night when you did it for me, but yeah still very…um…nice…I mean…Spectacular.” He sighed giggling and looking up at me snuggling up closer to my body with his fingers tracing around the scars on my chest and frowning as if noticing them for the very first time.
“What happened?” He asked looking worried now.
“Nothing for you to be concerned about,” I responded not sure how much I should tell him about what happened to me with my parents getting killed.
“Why won’t you talk to me Latham? We adopted you so you are my big brother now and are supposed to tell me things.” He added a bit coyly while also just serious enough to let me know he wanted me to let him in.
“Oh Cody, sometimes things are difficult to talk about. I’m not sure how much I should tell you about this.” I responded honestly. “I’m not sure what your parents would want you to know about it. You’ve got enough on your plate, besides this happened a long time ago. Maybe you can ask your parents and if they say anything just tell them I told you to ask them and whatever they want to tell you is alright with me…ok?” I asked with him looking a little worried but nodding his head.
“Yeah, alright, I suppose.” He answered looking content and happy despite me giving him a little of the brush off. “Wow, I still feel really good.” He giggled looking up at me and shaking his head. “Are you sure that wasn’t sex.” He wondered seriously while I chuckled because he was just too damn cute and was putting me through the paces as a big brother looking up to me for answers to some serious questions.
“Yeah…it was sex Cody…or at least one aspect of sex.” I answered looking down into his eyes seeing he wanted, no needed, something more with his sweaty face and sprightly blue eyes looking up into my green ones expectantly.
This time I could tell he wouldn’t drop it so I scrunched up my face in thought. We still had a little time so I decided maybe I really should try to tell him a little about these sorts of things as I tried to recall what Pops told me about sex at his age. Cody seemed to realize I was going to talk to him about some important things so the two of us shifted around into a more comfortable position.
Plumping up the pillows along the back wall I eased back into them propped up while to my surprise he crawled on top and straddled his legs over me settling his chest and stomach against mine. I could feel his little soft budgie pressing into my upper stomach reminding me of how we had cuddled up under the blanket warming and comforting one another on that first fateful night. Anymore it seemed like the two of us were simply comfortable in this position as I slowly ran my hand up and down his back enjoying the feel of his nakedness up against my skin.
Even though it was warm in the room I grabbed the covers pulling it over us just in case his mom or dad decided to poke their head into the room. It wouldn’t do to be caught with him burrowed up to me stark naked as I realized somewhere along the line we both had simply forgotten about the underwear he had held in his hands earlier before things sort of got sidetracked. Cody inhaled deeply as if feeling the same thing as me, a sort of unique connection to one another. In a way he had become the little brother I never had and I suppose I had become the big brother he always wanted. ‘Brothers,’ I thought to myself in surprise because I kind of liked the idea.
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End of Chapter Twenty: Brothers
Coming soon Chapter Twenty One: Renewing Friendships
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EXCERPT FROM DOING RIGHT BY CODY
“The great thing about it is that you can do the same thing on your own. Just sort of jerk yourself like I did and you can get those pleasant tingly feelings. It’s something nice and special and us older guys sort of…um…anyway.” I tried to explain, but hesitating a bit not knowing how much I should say. “We can talk about it some more later, but right now let’s get some sleep.” I suggested with the other boy already halfway there now that his body had been pilfered and me not far behind feeling cozy with him in my arms.
Just before I fell asleep I detected the bedroom door opening and a soft voice talking to another presence. “They’re already asleep in the same bed. At least we won’t have to worry about Cody having another nightmare tonight.”
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BROTHERS
There was a tickling sensation just below my chin and along my neck that finally managed to grab my attention enough to bring me out of my warm comfy dozing state. My mind slowly began to clear up and I inhaled deeply detecting the faint scent of what could only be described as boy. It was a fragrance that was now familiar and the warm cozy body draped over mine only confirmed the identity as I inhaled once more feeling my stomach and chest rising along with the small weight that had somehow managed to wrap around the top of my body.
This felt all too familiar and reminded me of my mornings waking up with Marty wrapped up in my arms. The fond memory made me sad for a moment, but I held on to the goodness of how it had felt and how the other boy had made me feel. Every morning was like waking up fresh and new to the world. The way Marty approached life with such hope and wonder had opened up my eyes viewing things differently as well. His death had hit me like a ton of bricks, but I knew he wouldn’t want me to drown myself in the bitter sorrow; instead, he’d want me to live life. Despite everything he had to endure, once he was free he had set aside all the ugliness in the world and looked at it with the wonderment of a newborn, discovering it all anew for the very first time. Even the simple act of walking home had become awe-inspiring for both of us. The way he looked at things and was happy with life had always made me smile.
Discovering the mute boy had been the best thing that’s ever happened to me because he made me realize just how precious life was and how we needed to make the most of our short time in the here and now. In my young life there have already been plenty of tragedy, but I survived and was left behind to pick up the pieces. There was an emptiness in my life with his absence just like there was for my parents and Nana. It was a void in my heart and it would always be there, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t fill the other parts of it and live my life. It would be tough to do and there would be days where I wouldn’t be able to shake away the sadness, but now as I ran my hand over Cody’s supple skin and inhaled the soft fragrance of his scent I began to realize there were plenty of people in my life to help fill the void and sadness in my heart.
They’ve been there all along, some of them for a while and some new. There was of course steadfast and resolute Pops, who was a firm fixture in my life. At school Joey had been there day in and day out, his shy yet clever sense of humor working their magic in a very subtle kind of way. There were other friends at school as well, but it was Joey whose presence saw me through the day. Now there was Cody, the two of us being connected in a special kind of way. We shared something together in a way few would or could understand. Feeling him in my arms right now gave me a sense of grounding, belonging, and peaceful contentment. We were forevermore bonded in a unique and special kind of way because of our shared tragedy and survival together. Finally, there was Luke, and as my thoughts wandered over to the other boy a strange feeling began to wriggle its way inside of me.
The two of us lived so far away from one another yet we always found a way to remain connected. We’ve known one another for a very long time now with our friendship blossoming over the years. It had been a very gradual kind of thing, but as we shared our hardships together it had seemed to blossom into something different, somehow something deeper. Just like my grandparents, Luke had been a steady fixture throughout in one form or another.
At the beginning we weren’t really friend-friends when we first met, mostly because of the age difference, but now I began to realize how even back then he was there when I’d come to the hospital after I first started living with my grandparents. We were both very young back then, but in his own way, he managed to help me get over my sadness by simply being there and keeping me company. As we got older our friendship became stronger despite our age difference. He proved himself a true friend when my grandmother passed away and once more now with Marty; being there for me even when I was the crappiest of company. We were definitely friends, but as I now thought on it I began to realize that for Luke it seemed to be more than simple friendship, It made me wonder what this meant for me as well.
Lately, it was other boys that seemed to occupy my attention, particularly Joey. I cared about my classmate just like I cared about Sienna, but now it sort of struck me how the way I cared for them differed. At first I had been attracted to Sienna in a sexual kind of manner, but over time this sort of shifted with our relationship evolving back into us being more like simple friends than an actual couple. Joey turned me on in a sexual way, but I also cared for him as a friend seeing past that coy shyness to what he was below the surface.
It didn’t mean I wasn’t attracted to girls anymore, Joey’s step sister proved that to me, but for some reason I seemed connected to other boys on a deeper level. I realized this is how I was feeling towards Luke. I cared about Joey and he turned me on, but it was Luke who I truly felt I could have a relationship with in terms of being a couple. This thought made me take pause and scrunch my eyebrows. The boy was younger than me, but there was something about him striking a cord as being more, somehow deeper. The last time we were together the slight sexual interaction had actually frightened me and now I understood it was perhaps because deep down there were other feelings bubbling up to the surface that was more than a simple type of friendship.
The thought of Luke and what I did to him in the hospital made my penis twitch and I felt it rubbing up against Cody’s smaller erection which made me shudder. Even though there wasn’t that intimate kind of attraction between the two of us it was still sort of erotic bringing me back out of my musings as I looked down at the younger boy sprawled over my body. I was lying on my back slightly propped up on the pillow and sometime during the night the younger boy had crawled on top of me snuggling up like we had that fateful night with his head on my chest sleeping soundly. It felt very cozy and right, but he was lying right on top of me with his legs spread apart over my hips effectively pressing his sexy boy bits right up against mine. His penis was hard and so was mine and the way they rubbed against one another sent some of those familiar tingling sensations up and down my insides reminding me I hadn’t busted a nut in weeks now.
There was nothing sexual really in the way I felt about Cody, but that didn’t mean something like this couldn’t make me feel all horny. My hand was rubbing up and down his soft warm skin along his spine and I could feel his little sprig quiver in response making my own twitch in return. It was warm and cozy in the room and the blanket had shifted down below his butt cheeks and over the back of his thighs exposing pale rounded mounds with cute little dimples and a splash of rosy like hues. My hands automatically ran over them making me smile because they were firm like apples while at the same time feeling so silky smooth.
The slow building of pressure on my bladder was a reminder of my typical morning obligations and I knew before long I would need to relieve myself or bust. Careful so as not to wake up the little guy, I eased my body sideways supporting his head and rolled the boy on his back next to me. He had such a peaceful expression on his features looking like a typical innocent little boy who’s never experienced the weighty troubles of the world. It was a reminder of who he had been before the tragic events stuck a knife into his normal existence. He really was a very beautiful boy and I could already tell he would be one of those guys that had all the girls chasing after him as my eyes slowly took in the rest of him. I studied him closely, not having to worry about making anyone uncomfortable since he still slept soundly.
Yesterday I had studied his cute little face really taking note of his soft boyish features, but this morning was a chance to really take a good look at the boy in all of his glory as my eyes slowly moved downwards before traveling back up the length of his body. The boy had an average kind of build with thin long willowy arms and legs with those fine light colored dusting of blonde like hairs. Reaching over I once more picked up one of his hands placing it up against mine noting how small they were including his petite fingers. They were beautiful hands, but tiny compared to mine. I smiled and gazed down into his face noticing for the first time just how long his neck was along with his thick full bodied disheveled hair realizing it sort of made his face look kind of small for his build. All in all he was a typical fit and trim sporty kind of ten year old boy, strike that going on eleven year old boy, with a flat smooth stomach and firm chest. Yesterday I noted he had a straight posture but he wasn’t stiff; instead, sort of in a relaxed kind of manner.
Lowering his hand back down over his chest, I couldn’t resist inspecting the rest of him a bit closer. I had gotten a pretty good look at his penis and scrotum yesterday, but now I could truly scrutinize him without either one of us getting embarrassed about it. Reaching out I had to chuckle because for a little dinger it was the hardest damn thing I’ve ever felt. Even more rigid than Joey’s, but then again Cody’s little bobber was only about one and a half inches long and kind of thin.
Currently, his erection floated slightly above the skin of his pale pubic mound as I placed the palm of my hand up against his stiff peg and pressed it downwards until it was flat up against his pelvic girdle. I rotated my hand around while pressing on his rigid penis and felt it twitching knowing it probably felt good to him even in his sleep so I lifted up my hand watching as it began to dance around before settling down again.
While the younger boy’s penis was in a horizontal position dancing around and pointing straight as an arrow towards his chest, his giggle berries slowly dropped back down having contracted upwards at the slight stimulation. The acorn sized testicles floated inside their supple leathery casing which remained slightly balled up and tight against his body. It too was kind of small, but I suppose fairly typical for a boy his age. About two thirds of it had a distinct darker skin coloration with a transitional line all the way around where it turned a lighter color the closer it was to his body. I’ve notice that when I was little how the rounded part of my ball sack had been sort of darker in coloration and a small part that was closer to my body having the paler like hue.
The boy’s penis twitched again and I had to smile and shake my head because it was kind of cute and seemed to be a right fit him. He was circumcised with a regular shaped type of curved and slightly pointed glans typical on most boys. The head of his penis was larger at the base than at the tip with the underside curving smoothly. The ridge of his glans was also slightly wider than the shaft of his penis. Of course overall size wise it was almost like a mini-me version of the boys I would see in the locker room, but he was still young and was nowhere near the process of maturing yet.
Moving my hand closer I tried to get a sense of his penis size by using my fingers. Placing my pinky and ring finger up against it I could tell it was slightly thinner than the ring finger while not as sleek like my pinky. Length wise it was only as long from the tip of my pinky to the second crease on the underside of my knuckle making it actually slightly longer than an inch and a half, but definitely shorter than two inches. I figured probably about one and three quarters of an inch long.
Now that I was no longer fiddling with it and his body wasn’t pressed up against mine to stimulate him I saw it begin to slowly deflate. It was kind of strange watching a boy’s penis gradually soften up and I had to giggle because it at first kept dancing around and the softer it got the less it moved around until it became completely flaccid settling down and lolling slightly over sideway. It was even too small for it to curve with it simply angling sideways. It wasn’t all that much smaller from its erect state, but then again it was already small so I suppose there wasn’t much shrinkage that could take place. Cody’s flaccid penis was now about the thickness of my pinky finger and about one and a half inches long having shrunk about a quarter of an inch. Even though I wasn’t attracted to him in that sort of intimate way I had to admit it was kind of sexy hot still, reminding me if I were only a couple of years younger or he was a little older things would probably be a tad different between the two of us.
Reaching down I covered up his nakedness and climbed out of bed pinching the tip of my penis and giving it a slight tug. My sweaty balls sort of got stuck to the skin between my thighs getting tweaked in the process so I dipped my legs slightly and gave the soft leathery pouch a minor tug as well to get them unstuck. Glancing over to the slumbering boy I smiled tenderly because he looked so adorably cute reminding me once more of the stud-muffin he was destined to develop into. There was lots of naughty fun to be had for the boy here in a few years and I sighed a bit regretfully because it simply wasn’t in the cards for us. Of course I jacked him off last night, but it hadn’t been about attraction or gratification; rather more about allowing the little guy to release some of his pent up energy and tensions so he could finally get a decent night’s sleep.
These thoughts and feelings I’ve been having lately about other boys still troubled me a little, but anymore I couldn’t help it so I shrugged my shoulders knowing things were the way they were and the sooner I accepted this the sooner I could get back to living again. Turning away from the slumbering boy I quietly walked over to the chair where I had set my clothes and picked up my boxers sliding my legs into them and getting my morning stiffie tucked away. I had to go pee so I still had my erection which created a decent sized tenting inside my boxers, but at least they were covered up for my little trip over to the bathroom. It wouldn’t do to get caught butt naked and I could already smell the coffee brewing downstairs so I knew Cody’s parents were up and about already.
Pausing, I took a look at my shirt and khaki’s sighing because there was a faint stain on them from Cody’s pee. I wasn’t sure what the situation was going to be in regards to school, but I was sure Mrs. Atkins could get them rinsed out and dried in time for me before I had to head out for school. I’d have to call Pops to see if I was coming home or have him meet me over there with my book bag which I had left in my room.
Today was Thursday with school officially out for the summer after tomorrow, but Pops and I had planned on today being my last day of classes since it would only be a half day on Friday. I’d have to talk to him to see if anything’s changed which I hoped hadn’t because now I was looking forward to heading out today for the cabin. Pops thought it would be a good idea to spend summer there and I began to think he was right.
Looking back down on to the chair I noticed other pieces of clothing laying there as well figuring they must have been the ones Cody had worn yesterday. Sitting on top was a pair of little boy’s bikini style briefs. It was the typical kind of briefs younger boys wore and was mostly white with colorful cartoon hero characters plastered all over them. Judging by some of the posters plastered on the younger boy’s walls I could tell he was still into the action hero types of movies because of his toys, and even some of his clothing. It didn’t really surprise me since it was typical for boys his age.
Glancing over towards the boy who was still sleeping soundly I reached down and picked his small underwear up in my hands and held them out inspecting them a little closer. They looked so tiny and adorably cute reminding me of how the boy was still young with a small physique. They had some cartoon images of the hulk and iron man on them making me smile sheepishly as I noticed the small little lump in the front of them where his small little package would obviously be snuggled up against the fabric. Without a second thought I buried my nose in it and inhaled deeply breathing in the boy’s essence which made me shudder. Not long ago I would have never even thought about doing something like that, but now it never occurred to me just how odd it could look to someone else. The boy’s intimate bouquet smelled delicious and I closed my eyes savoring his essence for several long moments before coming back to my senses and setting them back down on his chair.
Opening up Cody’s bedroom door I stepped into the hallway before slipping into the bathroom setting my soiled clothes on the counter and stepping in front of the toilet. Pulling out my little fatty through the side of my leg opening I leaned over the toilet bowl and emptied out my bladder feeling relief flooding through my insides as I began to think about today. Scrunching up my eyebrows I had some major decisions to make before school got out today. I had been walking around in a foggy like state now for weeks and today seemed like it was going to be one of those good days where I was all there so to speak in the here and now able to finally live life instead of simply getting by.
It’s what Marty would have wanted and of course he was still in my thoughts, but I was beginning to feel better and knew I was on my way to healing from the tragedy of losing someone close to me. It was kind of strange because he had only been in my life for such a small period of time, but he had made a huge impact on me. Finishing up I shook my now flaccid tube a few times and tucked it away stepping up to the sink running my tongue over my scummy teeth when I noticed a brand new toothbrush in its wrapper sitting on the counter. One of Cody’s parents must have set it out for me, which I felt was thoughtful of them and I appreciated it because my mouth was all scummy.
Making my way downstairs in nothing but my boxers Mr. Atkins looked up from the paper he was reading and set it aside motioning for me to take a seat at the table. “Good morning Latham.” He greeted his eyes taking me in momentarily, but not seeming to be concerned I was only in my boxers.
Mrs. Atkins turned around with a warm smile on her features stopping what she was working on, also not even flinching at my near state of nakedness. They both looked a bit haggard and I could tell it wasn’t just from last night, but probably the stress over the last several weeks. I’m sure it hadn’t been easy for them and from experience I knew there were several issues they were going through as a family because of what had happened to their son.
“I’m getting ready to fix some breakfast sweetie. I hope you like French toast?” She asked opening up the refrigerator door and continuing. “Can I get you some juice or something?” She finished.
“Oh…um…yes, whatever you have to drink is fine and French toast sounds good this morning.” I responded holding my hand in front of my mouth and yawning.
“Oh, I’m so sorry sweetie. I hope the bed you shared with Cody wasn’t too cramped. You should have come down and we would have put you in the guest room. Cody can be a bit…,” she paused wiping away a stray tear before continuing. “He can be a bit fidgety in his sleep; especially…,” she paused again not finishing the last of her comment, but I knew she meant since Cody’s kidnapping.
“No, it was fine.” I responded sincerely. “Really it was…,” I assured her when she gave me one of those I know you are humoring me type of looks. “I mean, I actually slept better than I have in a while.” I sighed looking down at my clothes while Cody’s parents stared at me sympathetically as if understanding and I began to fidget at the scrutiny.
Mrs. Atkins walked over and set a glass of orange juice in front of me and took a seat next to mine placing her hand on my arm rubbing it softly. “I’m sorry Latham. If we had known you were having such a hard time we wouldn’t have called you so late last night. It’s just…,” she sighed looking away with tears running down her cheeks.
“It’s alright Mrs. Atkins…I understand and I’m glad you called because Cody and…um…we both had some things we needed to work out. I felt really bad by how I hadn’t tried to get back in touch with him…and I should have, but it’s just I…I…,” my voice trailed off and I felt Cody’s mom wrapping her arms around my body as she embraced me warmly.
Her soft womanly scent was oddly familiar reminding me of my own mom and of course Nana, making me sniffle a little because it was nice to be held again in a motherly like kind of fashion. “It’s alright Latham, we talked a long time with your grandfather last night and he explained a lot of things to us.” She said giving me a slight squeeze before releasing me as we both sat back.
Her eyes drifted down to my chest and without realizing it she reached out tracing a fingers over one of my old scars shaking her head sadly. “We didn’t know about…about how you survived something like this once before and then to have this…this awful thing happen for a second time.” She began to cry shaking her head with her husband scooting over next to his wife and putting his arm around her with a sad look on his face.
He was a man and had to be strong, but what happened to his only child, and now to see his wife weeping, it was too much for him as well. He didn’t cry, remaining stoic, but I could see his eyes brimming up before he wiped them away. I could tell he was a loving husband and father, and I was happy for Cody because he would need all of their gentle loving kindness to see him through some hard times.
“P…please tell me our boy will be alright Latham. Tell me he will once again be the boy we knew and loved. I…I don’t know what to do. I…we…,” Mrs. Atkins glanced over towards her husband and put her hand in his before continuing. “We are at our wits end and don’t know what to do Latham. When Cody rejected us last night I felt completely lost for the first time in his life. We…we just don’t know what to do.” She admitted looking at me for some answers while I didn’t know what to say.
Turning my head and looking away while I pursed my lips in thought I could feel their eyes watching me closely as I exhaled softly deciding to tell them the truth in how I saw it. “Nothing will ever be the same again.” I whispered softly shaking my head and not able to look them in the eye when a small sob escaped Mrs. Atkins mouth.
It wasn’t my intention to make her feel bad so I tried to let her know it was alright. “That doesn’t mean things won’t be alright though…just different is all…and it will take time. Things will mostly stay the same, but there will also be some bad days. I don’t think he will ever get over what happened, not completely. I still have nightmares sometimes.” I admitted looking up noticing how they were paying close attention to me as if filing all this information away since it was coming from someone who experienced the same thing as their son.
“So…last night, we can expect some more nights like that?” Cody’s mom asked curiously while I held out my hands rolling my shoulders apologetically.
“Maybe not as bad or intense, but he might wet the bed again. It just depends I guess. I still have nightmares sometimes and wake up in a cold sweat, but they aren’t so bad anymore like they used to be.” I tried to explain.
“How can we help him?” Mr. Atkins asked concern etched over his rugged features.
“What helped me the most was my grandparents being there without any questions when I had a nightmare or wet the bed. They were just letting me know how much they loved me no matter what. They held me when I needed it and left me alone when I needed space. I don’t know how they knew when to do those things, they simply did. You know Cody better than anyone else in the world.” I shrugged. “Does he have any close friends?” I asked with Mrs. Atkins nodding yes while Mr. Atkins said ‘no,’ making me frown questioningly with Cody’s dad finally clarifying things.
“Well…he’s got a whole bunch of friends, but I don’t think he has any one boy he calls a best friend. It’s strange now that you ask because he is such an easy going kind of kid that it’s like he’s everyone’s friend.” He clarified and as I thought on it this wasn’t so far fetched because I sort of had gotten the same impression from the boy.
“He does talk about you a lot Latham.” Mrs. Atkins responded. “You are all he ever talks about since…,” she paused another sob escaping before she swallowed it down and continued. “All he ever talks about is how you were so brave and smart getting them away from that horrible couple. He doesn’t talk much at all anymore, but when he does it is all about you. He’s been nagging us to get in touch with you, but we…,” she paused looking up at me apologetically while her husband finished her train of thought.
“We thought it best if we put anything that reminded him about the kidnapping behind us, including you. It wasn’t until last night we realized maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea. We are really sorry Latham.” He admitted apologetically.
“It’s alright and I understand. Besides, I wouldn’t have been good company for him. I’ve been in a bad place lately. Anyway, my suggestion is if he’s got friends who understand what’s happened it might help him. I think you may want to talk to their parents first though and make sure they talk to their kids about it since it could be rough on those other boys too. Did Pops talk to you about professional help?” I asked seeing them look at each other as if this was a sore subject.
It was obvious they weren’t in agreement on it so I told them how I felt about it all. “It’s alright because I’ve got mixed feelings about it too. I think it could help if you get the right person to see him. It’s helped me deal with some things, but there are still some things I’ve never discussed with my therapist. It’s something to think about and you will need to talk to Cody about it so he understands it doesn’t mean he’s like some nut job, but that sometimes it is easier to talk to someone he isn’t close to.” I explained leaving it there when Mrs. Atkins seemed to notice the clothes in my lap pointing to them.
“Oh…um…yes, well they got a little damp last night when Cody…uh…,” I began a little embarrassed now not knowing exactly how to explain the boy hugging me.
Both Mr. and Mrs. Atkins chuckled shaking their head. “Well, don’t feel so bad; Cody’s always been the hugging and cuddling type and I hope that doesn’t stop anytime soon.” Mrs. Atkins admitted making me smile because somehow I got that impression about the boy as well. “Here let me get them washed out for you and dried. It doesn’t look like they are too stained and should wash out easily enough.” She offered taking them from me and returning a couple of minutes later from the other room down the hall with a washing machine working in the background.
When she got back we continued to chat. They wanted to know more about me and were very friendly not pushing and letting me reveal things in my own way. It actually felt comfortable chatting with them while we waited for Cody. In return I asked questions about the younger boy finding out we actually had a lot in common. The smaller boy was very athletic enjoying an array of outdoor types of activities and sports. During the summer months he enjoyed camping and hiking. He was very active getting along with most kids his own age. This summer he had been thinking about joining a baseball team in the local league, but now seemed to be shying away from the idea which had his parents a little concerned. When I explained how I was going to take some time for myself this summer and drop the track and field team at school they didn’t feel so bad about it anymore, but I cautioned them he still needed to have a normal routine.
We chatted for about ten to fifteen minutes before suddenly hearing the light hurried sounds of feet rushing down the stairs with Cody rounding the corner of the open kitchen and dining room area with a stricken look on his face. He stopped about ten feet away when he saw us sitting there and I could see his eyes welling up.
The younger boy was completely naked except for a pair of his little boy’s briefs which snuggled tightly around his petite frame. It looked like they were almost too small for him as if he was starting to grow out of them because they were tight around his hips and along the top part of his legs. His underwear even snuggled up firmly against his little boy budgie forming a nice tight outline of the bell end from his soft penis which sort of poked straight out from his body. Just below it I could clearly make out the outline of his two oval shaped acorn sized testicles.
From my quick scrutiny it looked like he had slipped into the old pair of cartooned briefs he had sitting on the chair and I had to admit he looked too adorable and delectably delicious. If it hadn’t been for the stricken look on his face I would have busted a gut because it was kind of hilarious seeing him standing there almost butt naked in front of us. His brimming blue eyes were riveted on me and his features began to soften up with a look of relief.
“I…I,” his voice cracked a little before he swallowed and in a rush got out what he needed to say. “I thought you left without saying goodbye.” He hiccupped immediately running towards me and literally scrambling into my lap wrapping his legs and arms around my body and hanging on tightly.
Reacting to the boy’s sudden display of affection I automatically wrapped my own arms around him pulling the boy into a tight embrace. My heart melted because he was just such a sweat affectionate kid. His parents were right about one thing, the boy most assuredly was cuddly. His body felt so soft and warm snuggled up against my naked stomach and chest as I tried to comfort him by running my hand tenderly up and down his back. He quivered in my arms and seemed to sigh softly burying his face in my chest while his little boy budgie suddenly sprung to attention. There wasn’t anything sexual in our embrace and I was sure him popping a stiffie had more to do with the affectionate caring kinds of feelings we had towards one another in our tender embrace. Even my own penis stirred slightly threatening to stiffen up and stand at attention, but thankfully I somehow managed to keep it in check because it wouldn’t do to bone up in front of the boy’s parents.
“When I woke up you were gone.” He tried to explain while I looked over towards his mom whose eyes were red and beginning to brim with tears while her face was furled up out of concern over her little boy.
“I’m so sorry Cody, but when I woke up you were still sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you up. Besides, I had to ask your mom about getting my clothes washed before I head off to school. They got messed up last night when you…,” I paused not wanting to say out loud in front of his parents how they had gotten wet with his pee since he was kind of sensitive about it. “Um…they were a little grimy and needed to be washed is all.” I smiled softly with him nodding his head while his mom reached out to stroke her son’s back as well.
“Oh sweetie you just had a rough time last night so Latham wanted you to sleep a little longer is all. Your father and I were up so he came down to sit with us. I’ve got French toast ready to go, how’s that sound?” She asked with Cody sitting up a little straighter and wiping away the wetness from his cheeks as he looked at her and nodded his head.
“Yeah maam, I am a little hungry, but you won’t go. I mean, you’ll stay and eat with us…right Latham?” He asked his manners kicking in, but still looking worried while I chuckled and shook my head.
“What, and skip breakfast. I’m a growing boy and we don’t ever pass up a free meal; especially, not one from a mom. Besides, I can’t go home in my undies.” I teased ruffling his hair affectionately making him giggle and once more wrap himself firmly around my body obviously not going to be getting off my lap anytime soon.
Mrs. Atkins smiled and mouthed ‘thank you,’ to me while I nodded and she got up to prepare breakfast. Mr. Atkins watched the two of us for a moment his features having softened at the tender moment between me and Cody. At first I thought he might be concerned about this type of affectionate display between two boys; especially, since we were both half naked wearing only our underwear, but he didn’t seem bothered by it as he nodded his head towards me and picked up his newspaper giving us a bit of privacy.
They had already mentioned how Cody was the cuddling kind of boy and it made me wonder if it wasn’t unusual for them to see the smaller boy running around the house in nothing but his briefs. It really wasn’t all too far fetched since I walked around at home in my underwear when it was only me and pops. Even when Nana was alive I had walked around half naked in the house, but I was younger back then so didn’t even think much of it. I suppose if she were still alive I wouldn’t be doing that sort of thing anymore, not at my age, but since it was just me and pops it didn’t seem such a big deal. It also made me wonder what it would have been like if my own parents were still alive. I still remembered how my mom would give me a bath and how I’d see her walking around naked sometimes, even my dad.
Nudity hadn’t seemed to be such a big issue in my family at home back then. I suppose it was different in every family, but I got the impression from my memories that it hadn’t been such a big deal with me lounging around with nothing on, or my folks walking around the house like that at times. It wasn’t as if they walked around without any clothes on all the time, simply it hadn’t been a big issue with me seeing them naked while they got changed or whatever.
With the younger boy snuggled up in my lap I inhaled his soft boyish scent with the fragrance wafting into my nose providing a sense of peaceful contentment. Cody’s stiffie was pressing into my stomach and I had to stifle a giggle because in some ways this was almost naughty. The younger boy stirred in my arms as if waking up and I leaned down kissing the top of his head affectionately before he shifted by placing his face up against my cheeks and giving me another hug as if it made him feel better. He released me for a second and I felt his soft lips brushing up against my cheeks with a light kiss before he once more crushed me with a firm hug making me chuckle and shake my head realizing this little guy really was a cuddle bug and I had to admit I kind of liked it.
These days most boys learned early how our society somehow felt this sort of thing was wrong, but I was glad to see that in some families they didn’t tow the line with our western backwards view. “Hey, maybe you should give your mom and dad a good morning hug too before they get jealous of me.” I whispered teasingly so only he could hear me as I leaned back and ruffled his hair with the boy giggling. “Maybe an apology for last night too.” I whispered again with him pausing for a second and nodding knowing I was right before he squirmed off of my lap making his way over to his mom first.
The boy padded softly over towards his mom where she was busy with the pan that had our French toast in it. I could see he was still sporting a stiffie with his small tent pole pointing straight outwards from his body. By the time he reached his mom though it had mostly gone away. Cody wrapped his arm around her waist from behind giving her a big hug.
“I love you mom.” He whispered softly with Mr. Atkins lowering his newspaper and glancing over to his wife and son pleased by what he was seeing.
“Oh sweetie, I love you too.” Mrs. Atkins turned around and kneeled down in front of her son the two of them kissing each other on the lips in a quick peck before hugging.
“I…I’m really sorry about last night.” The younger boy apologized sniffling a little. “It…it’s just when I…I…,” he stumbled over his apology. “I’m too old for that to have happened.” He sighed not able to actually admit he wet the bed.
“It’s alright sweetie.” Mrs. Atkins assured Cody. “It happens sometimes and we aren’t upset about it. We do love you and that will never change.” She assured the boy watching as he untangled himself from her nodding his head and then padded his way over to his dad.
“I love you dad.” He whispered softly leaning in and giving his father a kiss on the lips as well catching me kind of by surprise because not many boys gave their dad a kiss on the mouth. It was just a quick peck like with his mom, but there was a connection of familial love in that kiss. “Sorry about last night.” He apologized as well with his dad giving the boy a big hug before releasing him and ruffling his hair.
“It’s alright, really Cody. Your mother is right, we love you so much.” He told his son in such a soft and tender voice once more wrapping the boy in his arms which almost made me cry because I was missing my own parents now wondering how many of those moments I was missing out on in my own life.
Of course Pops and Nana had loved me as well giving me plenty of hugs and kisses, but it didn’t mean I hadn’t missed this from my own parents. Cody’s dad continued to hug his little boy in strong arms rocking back and forth for a bit longer before releasing him and giving his son another quick peck on the lips.
“I love you son,” the man smiled at his little boy before releasing him and allowing Cody to come back to me.
The smaller boy crawled back into my lap and to my surprise gave me a quick kiss on the lips as well. “Thanks Latham. I love you.” He told me sincerely while I blushed glancing over towards his parents not knowing how they’d react because it was one thing for the boy to give his folks a kiss, but to do that with another boy was a bit different.
To my surprise they didn’t seem upset and even smiled with Mrs. Atkins brushing away the tears from the corner of her eyes before chuckling and shaking her head. “Well I guess its official then.” She teased with both me and Cody looking at her questioningly. “I’m just saying…Cody’s always wanted a brother, and I’m not talking about a little brother. He’s always complained about not having an older brother, well I think it is safe to say you are now officially adopted.” She chuckled with her husband busting out laughing as well and shaking his head.
“Yeah, for years we simply told him it is sort of impossible to go back and undo him and make another boy first and then redo him. Well I guess he found a way to cheat the system.” He teased with Cody giggling and rolling his eyes at his folks while I blushed not really knowing what to do. “Anyway, I suppose congratulations are in order Mrs. Atkins.” The man teased with his wife giving a mock little curtsy.
“Well it took longer than I thought and a little doing, but I think you’d have to admit we did quite well wouldn’t you say Mr. Atkins.” She retorted back making me giggle now as well at the lighthearted banter making me realize that before this horrible incident this was a family that was very playful with one another.
“Does this mean Latham can spend the night with me today again?” The smaller boy looked hopeful towards his folks and towards me.
“Oh sweetie it is another school night and I don’t think it would be right to impose on Latham tonight again. I think tomorrow is his last day before summer vacation.” She tried to explain with Cody trying to make it work though asking me directly.
“Oh please Latham, tell them it would be alright.” He looked at me his expression still hopeful and to be honest I wouldn’t really have had an issue, but I already had other plans.
Exhaling softly I shook my head seeing the disappointment in younger boy’s eyes. “I’m sorry Cody but I can’t. I mean…,” I began seeing tears welling up in his eyes making me feel kind of bad now. “It’s just I’ve already made plans for after school today. Tomorrow is only a short day for my school so Pops and I are going to start our vacation early. We are heading over to our cabin over by Eelee.” I tried to explain seeing the sadness in little guy’s face making me feel even worse since he looked so disappointed as if I were abandoning him again.
Glancing over towards his parents I could see they sympathized with me struggling to come up with something to help ease Cody’s disappointment while I tried to explain it some more to the boy. “Listen Cody, the lake is a special place for me and Pops. It’s helped us get over some tough and bumpy times in our life. In a way it is sort of a place that’s been healing for me. You don’t know this Cody, but what happened to the two of us isn’t the first time something awful has happened to me. When I was a couple of years younger than you I lost my parents and didn’t have anyone to take care of me until Pops and Nana took me in. They took me to the lake and the cabin and after a while things got much better. Now, it is a safe place for me to visit where I can sort of think and get better. Do you understand?” I asked with Cody’s eyes welling up but him nodding as well before he hugged me tightly.
“I…I’m really sorry about your parents. I…I’d just die if something awful happened to mine.” He admitted. “B…but I…I’m so afraid to be without you. I…I don’t want you to leave me all alone again.” He sniffled with his admission breaking my heart while I gazed over towards his parents not really knowing what to say or do with them a bit at a loss as well as I held him to me and rocked the boy gently before sighing allowing the two of us to separate slightly.
His eyes were brimming with tears so I helped him clean them away glancing over to his parents again and coming to a decision that I hoped wouldn’t upset them. “Listen, maybe you can come over to the lake and cabin and visit for a while.” I offered up with him sort of perking up.
“How long could I stay?” He asked continuing to wipe away the wetness from his cheeks while I opened my mouth to reply before clamping it shut because I wasn’t even sure if it had been a good idea to ask without consulting his parents.
Glancing over towards Mrs. Atkins I noticed the concern and uncertainty etched on her features. “I…um…I’m not sure Cody, I mean, it is just a suggestion and I don’t know if it would even work out for you since I don’t know what your parents have planned. It really wasn’t fair of me to ask before consulting with your folks.” I admitted apologetically with Cody looking over to his mom and dad with a pleading look.
It was Mr. Atkins who spoke up first. “I’m not sure Latham. You did say you will be leaving today after school, but Cody’s school doesn’t get out early tomorrow so he will be in classes since he’s missed so many already. It’s also like a two or three hour drive over there I imagine. Besides, we also have plans for Friday since we promised to go visit my sister and her kids just outside of the city. Cody has cousins all about the same age and we thought it would be good for him to spend some time with them.” He admitted furling his eyebrows in thought as if he wasn’t totally opposed to the idea with Cody once more crumbling and looking at his parents in defeat.
“But daaaadddd,” He began to whine, but clamped his mouth shut when he felt me poking him in the ribs getting the hint that he should let me talk.
“I see, so it would be alright though if we found a way to make it work?” I asked seeing Mr. Atkins glancing over towards his wife arching his eyebrows and shrugging at her.
Cody’s mom glanced at her son before focusing on her husband with pursed lips as if trying to decide on the spot with what to do on such short notice. It was the familiar parent private speak of looks, gestures, and shrugs that have been going on since time remembered. Even my grandparents had similar little coded shrugs and looks they gave one another in silence as they decided on issues, and though I had still been young at the time I recalled my own parents doing the same thing.
Mr. Atkins gave an imperceptible nod as if to indicate he was game if she was as well. With a final look at her little boy looking so forlorn sitting there in my lap she finally came to a decision.
“I suppose it would be alright Latham, but only if it won’t put you guys out and if we can find a way to get him there. I’m part of the committee in charge of the yearly breast cancer fund raising volunteer program so will be unable to drive Cody around for about a week, and Mr. Atkins has to go on a business trip through his work. When Cody went missi…,” she paused holding back the flood of tears at the memory of the kidnapping before getting her composure. “Anyway, Mr. Atkins had to postpone, but now he doesn’t have a choice and needs to head out tomorrow night and won’t be back until next week. We were going to have him stay with my sister in law, if she had the time because I know her kids all have some sort of sport’s camp they will be leaving for as well.” She tried to explain making me realize that right now they had a tight schedule, but it could actually work to our advantage.
“Oh, I see, well actually it could work out for everyone then.” I began nodding my head as the plan began to take shape while Mrs. Atkins turned her attention back to the French toast making sure they weren’t burning since she had turned it on low when Cody had distracted her and we all began talking.
Waiting for her to flip the French toast over and turn her attention back to us I figured I had it all worked out. “Well, Pops has to come back into the city on Saturday. He doesn’t have a lot of patients anymore, but he does have a few so will be going back and forth between the hospital in Eelee and his practice here in the city.” I began with Mr. Atkins interrupting.
“Your grandfather has two practices?” He asked a bit puzzled with me chuckling and shaking my head.
“No…not really. It’s kind of hard to explain. You see Pops and Nana had a very successful medical career patenting several medical tools that are still used today. They made a lot of money from their medical inventions and used it to build a hospital in Eelee where my grandmother grew up. It pretty much runs itself but when Pops and Nana would spend time at the lake cabin they’d go in and do rounds and stuff. Most of the administrative decisions is done by their friend with them making decisions mostly from here in the city, but it still required them to spend time at the hospital in Eelee. Anyway, Pops is sort of retired over here in the city now but still has a small practice he runs so most of his time is spent running the logistics of the other hospital in Eelee from here in the city. Nana used to do a lot of stuff so now Pops has to sort of fill in the void.” I explained with both Mr. and Mrs. Atkins looking impressed finding this out for the first time.
“Wow, we didn’t know Latham. I mean we knew your grandfather had a well regarded medical practice along with your grandmother when she was still alive, but we had no idea they had their own hospital as well to run.” Mr. Atkins admitted.
“Yeah, they were sort of humble about it not making a big deal of it. Anyway, like I was saying, Pops is coming back on Saturday and if it is alright with you he can bring Cody back with him when he heads back to the lake cabin later on in the afternoon.” I suggested with Cody perking right up and looking at his parents while they once more seemed to communicate with one another.
“Well, I suppose it could work, but how long will Cody be staying?” Mr. Atkins asked while Cody suddenly bounced on my lap excitedly.
“Yippee!” He let out exuberantly while the rest of us chuckled shaking our heads before I answered his dad.
“You did say you’d be busy all week so why not let him stay with us for the whole time. It will be fun and my friend Luke will be there as well. His family is very close to ours. When Nana had cancer Luke’s mom had it as well and they were roommates together. Luke really helped me through some tough times after my grandmother died and recently now with…with Marty,” I whispered his name softly before pushing on not wanting to get choked up again. “Luke’s younger than me and a little older than Cody so it could be a lot of fun for all three of us.” I admitted.
“So you are alone at the cabin, I mean with your grandfather making rounds at the hospital and all?” Mrs. Atkins asked once more a bit concerned since there might not be adult supervision.
Shrugging my shoulders I replied honestly. “Yeah, there will be days in-between where he won’t be around, but I’m sure Luke’s mom will be popping over plenty of times to check up on us during those days and it isn’t as if there is a lot of trouble we could get into while at the cabin. It’s pretty safe out there…well…there are wild animals around,” I admitted before quickly adding, “but further out and not close out by the cabin. If there is an emergency we have the radio with help just across the lake. They respond fast, probably faster than around here. It’s not as bad as you would think and actually probably safer than staying locked up in the house here in the city.” I pointed out with her nodding as if mulling over the information focusing back on the French toast.
Handing out the first batch of French toast she turned the burner a little higher starting the next batch and disappearing for a few moments to toss my clothes into the drying before returning. We continued to chat making plans with me assuring them it wouldn’t be an issue for Pops to swing by on Saturday. He would be coming back to the city early in the morning for one of his patients. Most of them already knew he would be on vacation so he only had the one that couldn’t really be rescheduled. It wouldn’t take long and then he’d be heading back probably in time for a late lunch at the cabin.
The French toast was really good and filling. After finishing up I thanked Mrs. Atkins for breakfast with Cody tugging on my arm as we made our way back to his room. We both sat on his bed with him asking me about the lake and what he would need to bring. I gave him a general outline of what to expect over there telling him since it was warming up to bring mainly summer clothes, but not to forget to bring a change or two of something warmer along, with maybe rain gear too just in case. Listening carefully he nodded his head saying he was sure his mom and dad would probably know for sure what he should take.
Getting up he made his way to his dresser and pulled open a drawer pulling out a clean pair of underwear similar to what he was wearing. Without a care in the world he pulled down his old pair kicking them off to the side and nearly jumped out of his skin when his mom came walking in with my clothes folded up in her arms.
“Mom,” he screeched immediately covering himself up in front with his cheeks turning bright red in embarrassment. “What are you doing, get out,” he yelled totally mortified that she had come into his room while he was completely naked.
It made me realize he was just at that age where some things were acceptable and other things not. It was one thing to walk around in his underwear in front of his mom, but something completely different being butt naked. I could sort of sympathize I suppose because from what he had told me last night he was going on eleven here real soon. I was a little shy at that age as well I suppose. It was just at the age where a boy was beginning to discover there was more to his little dinger than it simply being there. Of course most young boys know about the differences between boys and girls to some extent, but at his age he definitely knew there were sexual connotations regarding nudity.
Mrs. Atkins immediately turned away from Cody and apologized, but the smaller boy was really upset about it. “You are supposed to knock.” He added with me trying to smooth things over.
“It’s not her fault Cody. We didn’t have the door closed.” I added, quickly getting up and retrieving my clothes with Mrs. Atkins looking a tad hurt about her son’s cutting tone. “It’s alright,” I assured her quietly. “I’ll talk to him about it.” I added as she nodded the weariness and strain on her features showing.
“I know,” she tried to smile. “We’ve all been tired lately.” She patted my arm before sighing and hurrying out the door shutting it quietly behind her.
“Damn for real Cody. It’s only your mom.” I told him softly not wanting it to come off as me scolding him, but just trying to point out it shouldn’t be a big deal as I sat down on the bed with my clothes.
“Well yeah…,” he retorted trying to think of something to say. “Still, it’s not like I’m a little kid anymore you know. Mom does this all the time even when my door is closed and after dad talked to her about it too. I bet your mom doesn’t just barge into your room like that without knocking first does she?” He asked with me wincing and his face suddenly crumbling when he realized what he had just said to me.
The room fell deathly quiet for a second or two until he suddenly sprinted over and hugged me tightly. “Oh Latham…I…I’m so sorry. I…I forgot and didn’t mean it that way.” He apologized as he pressed his naked body into me while I sighed wrapping my arm around his small body giving him a big hug in return.
“I know you didn’t mean it that way Cody, but you have really nice parents and should try to give them a little slack you know.” I added not able to be mad at him for a natural kind of reaction most boys his age have when barged in on while completely naked.
Cody nodded his head and pulling back slightly looking down at his nakedness. “I know Latham and it isn’t as if I’ve really got all that much down there anyway that she hasn’t seen before. It isn’t as if I’ve changed much since she used to give me a bath.” He admitted sounding a bit disappointed about it as he rolled his shoulders pulling on his little boy pecker that pointed out from his body barely curving over a part of his small scrotum that was balled up tightly against his body.
He didn’t have time to mull over it when he yelped in surprise because I suddenly tossed him on the bed and began tickling him all over. “I told you last night you weren’t puny down there and it is just fine for your age.” I teased with him screeching and laughing at the top of his lungs while he tried to squirm out of my grip.
We tousled around on the mattress as he tried to escape giggling and laughing the entire time. I didn’t hold back getting him in all his nooks and crannies that I knew were ticklish and that included a few well placed gropes on his little boy goods noticing how he had once more popped a stiffie with his sleek penis becoming stiff as a nail. He just looked too damn cute as I gave him a few more good tickles before finally letting him roll away from me to settle down on to his back. He was gasping for air because I had made him laugh so hard with his knees bent outwards no longer concerned about concealing his nakedness from me while I settled down next to him with my elbow on the mattress propping up my head in my hand.
“That was fun.” He finally managed to get out. “Thanks, it was nice.” He added smiling wryly at me as I grinned back nodding my head in agreement with us falling silent for a moment while he gazed at the ceiling.
“Latham?”
“Hmmm?” I responded.
“Last night, that was nice too.” He added softly with me blushing recalling what I had done to him so he’d be able to get some sleep.
“Um…yeah…I’m sure.” I replied neutrally still not sure if I had done the right thing.
It wasn’t as if I had really done it out of my own sexual gratification. I really liked Cody, but I suppose it was more along the lines of being an adopted older brother. Doing something sexual with him really isn’t something I was after or truthfully desired. Of course it was a bit of a turn on seeing him naked and all boned up, but it was also different from the way I felt with Joey. It was kind of hard to really separate out how exactly it was different, but I just knew for me it was somehow not the same way I felt about other boys closer to my age.
“Was that like…sex?” He asked turning his head and looking at me while I blushed because I didn’t really know how to answer properly because in a way it was about sex.
The boy stared at me waiting for an answer so I exhaled softly and tried to be honest about it in how I thought of it. “Um…sure I suppose Cody. I mean yeah you could say it was sex, but it wasn’t like having sex-sex.” I tried to explain knowing I wasn’t doing a good job of it.
“Oh…I see.” He answered dropping it because he could tell I was sort of struggling with an answer for him. “Still, last night was nice.” He sighed looking down at his little stiffie. “Do you think we can do that again?” He asked with me now beginning to panic because I didn’t want to masturbate him again since it somehow didn’t feel right.
“What…now…,” I croaked before clearing my throat with Cody giggling.
“Yeah sure…why not? I mean last night you said I can do that sort of thing on my own. Maybe you can show me now since you won’t be here tonight so I will know what to do…just in case. It’s the least you can do since you are my older brother.” He responded casually while trying to stifle a giggle and reaching over for his pillows pushing them up against the wall before leaning back into a more comfortable position with his legs spread apart as if waiting for someone to take care of business.
I gawked at him because I didn’t know what to say or do. This was such a private intimate kind of thing for a boy to do on his own, but he seemed determined to learn how. I’m sure he could figure it out on his own, but he was looking at me for some guidance like a little puppy dog.
“I…um…I’m not sure it is such a good idea.” I swallowed with him reaching over and tugging on my wrist that was supporting my head.
“Please…it really was nice last night.” He pleaded as I sighed and crawled up closer to him.
“Alright, I suppose, but you can’t tell anyone.” I admonished with him giggling.
“Yeah, like who am I going to tell. Definitely not my mom, and not my dad either.” He admitted smiling coyly. “So what do I do?” He asked with me shaking my head and rolling my eyes at the way he was able to goad me into doing naughty things with him.
“Alright, remember how I used my fingers and thumb running it up and down your hard penis…just start doing that.” I suggested watching in fascination as he reached down with his right hand and began rubbing his erection with his thumb and two fingers.
“Oooh,” he hissed smiling at me. “It…it sort of tickles,” he giggled making me smile as I continued to watch.
His hands and fingers were much smaller than mine and I wondered if maybe he could fist himself like I did when I jacked off. “Um…my hands and fingers are bigger than your, but maybe you might be able to fist your pecker like us older guys do?” I suggested seeing his confusion.
Reaching over I grabbed his right hand and wrapped his fingers around his blood engorged little phallus with him getting the idea. His hand was almost too big, but I could tell it would work as I wrapped my fingers around his hand and showed him how to pump it up and down sort of helping him with his grip until he suddenly coed at the right constriction.
“Oh…oh…yeah much better…mmmm, it does feel really nice.” He sighed with me smiling and watching in wide eyed wonderment a boy learning how to masturbate for the very first time.
There was something magical about it as I began to run my hand lightly over his stomach to help provide him with a little more stimulation. Jacking off on your own is nothing like having someone else touch you down there, or at least that was my understanding of things as I realized for the first time how I’ve never been pleasured by anyone else. It really was kind of odd considering what I’ve been doing with others lately.
“Use your left hand and squeeze your balls a little. Just try to play around with yourself in different ways. Kind of experiment to see what feels good.” I instructed with his left hand cupping his tight scrotum as he squeezed it.
His left little acorn pressed up against the smooth skin and I watched in fascination as he used his fingers to play around with his little marbles. It was kind of sexy hot seeing the younger boy getting worked up. I could see he was starting to get into it with his body starting to squirm around indicating those tickling sensations were beginning to boil up to the surface.
“Remember what I told you last night it will begin to feel like you have to pee, but you won’t, so just keep pulling on your little dinger.” I teased hearing him giggling for a split second before his face turned serious.
It was so interesting to watch the emotions playing across his features. His mouth hung open slightly with the tip of his tongue showing on the right corner as if in concentration. His hair hung over his forehead slightly covering his eyes, which sparkled in hues of bright blue as he stared at me intensely.
“Oooh…oooh,” he squeaked. “It…it…oooh,” He was breathing raggedly trying to speak but finding it difficult when those very intense fluttery feelings really began to roil inside of his tiny body.
“That’s it Cody, you are almost there.” I whispered encouragingly glancing down and noticing how his fist was like a blur over the length of his short shaft.
Every once in a while the tip of his little glans would poke through the top part of his fisted hand with it having turned a bright purple color while he kept fiddling around with his little testicles using his left hand. It was so fucking exciting to watch and then it happened with him suddenly letting out a squeak.
“Eeep, uuumph, uumph, eeeak.” He yipped with his back arching upwards and to my amazement his little testicles literally contracting up and down several times.
His fist pounded his small stiff pickle several more strokes before loosening up around his shaft. I watched in mesmerized fascination as that little nail of his twitched around wildly. His little thin shaft was bright red with his bell end having turned a deep purplish plum color. His little marbles kept jumping around in their skin purse while his penis skipped around like a break dancer on crack.
My eyes kept bouncing rapidly back and forth between watching his features and what was happening between his legs as his jolting erection was spitting out blanks. I watched enraptured by the shifting of his emotions. They ranged from one of concentration, to surprise, to sheer enjoyment with his passion being voiced along the way. He coed and bleated in concentration which shifted to squeaking and chirping in surprise when his orgasm slammed into him, and finally changed to tittering and crooning as the rapture of euphoria took him in its gentle embrace.
Watching the boy masturbating himself for the very first time was sexy hot with my own penis plumping up into a firm erection jolting around excitedly. Even though I felt differently about it in the sexual context this didn’t mean that watching him hadn’t gotten me excited. To the contrary it was very thrilling to say the least with my penis leaking a little as well while I watched him having his very first personally induced orgasm and the second one of his life.
Within moments it was over and he suddenly crumbled back on to the mattress with his breathing rasping loudly in his chest and a small smirking smile still plastered on his cute little mug. His expression was one of sheer pleasurable happiness as his eyes fluttered open seeking mine out. He was totally spent and couldn’t move so I snuggled up to him watching as his stiff erection kept fluttering around for several more moments before it slowly began to deflate in the aftermath of his high.
“That was…it was…I…I…,” He swallowed hard trying to describe what he had gone through, but instinctively realizing nothing could ever accurately describe such a moment.
“Spectacular.” I chuckled answering for him as he nodded dumbly.
“Yeah…that and more. Not as good like last night when you did it for me, but yeah still very…um…nice…I mean…Spectacular.” He sighed giggling and looking up at me snuggling up closer to my body with his fingers tracing around the scars on my chest and frowning as if noticing them for the very first time.
“What happened?” He asked looking worried now.
“Nothing for you to be concerned about,” I responded not sure how much I should tell him about what happened to me with my parents getting killed.
“Why won’t you talk to me Latham? We adopted you so you are my big brother now and are supposed to tell me things.” He added a bit coyly while also just serious enough to let me know he wanted me to let him in.
“Oh Cody, sometimes things are difficult to talk about. I’m not sure how much I should tell you about this.” I responded honestly. “I’m not sure what your parents would want you to know about it. You’ve got enough on your plate, besides this happened a long time ago. Maybe you can ask your parents and if they say anything just tell them I told you to ask them and whatever they want to tell you is alright with me…ok?” I asked with him looking a little worried but nodding his head.
“Yeah, alright, I suppose.” He answered looking content and happy despite me giving him a little of the brush off. “Wow, I still feel really good.” He giggled looking up at me and shaking his head. “Are you sure that wasn’t sex.” He wondered seriously while I chuckled because he was just too damn cute and was putting me through the paces as a big brother looking up to me for answers to some serious questions.
“Yeah…it was sex Cody…or at least one aspect of sex.” I answered looking down into his eyes seeing he wanted, no needed, something more with his sweaty face and sprightly blue eyes looking up into my green ones expectantly.
This time I could tell he wouldn’t drop it so I scrunched up my face in thought. We still had a little time so I decided maybe I really should try to tell him a little about these sorts of things as I tried to recall what Pops told me about sex at his age. Cody seemed to realize I was going to talk to him about some important things so the two of us shifted around into a more comfortable position.
Plumping up the pillows along the back wall I eased back into them propped up while to my surprise he crawled on top and straddled his legs over me settling his chest and stomach against mine. I could feel his little soft budgie pressing into my upper stomach reminding me of how we had cuddled up under the blanket warming and comforting one another on that first fateful night. Anymore it seemed like the two of us were simply comfortable in this position as I slowly ran my hand up and down his back enjoying the feel of his nakedness up against my skin.
Even though it was warm in the room I grabbed the covers pulling it over us just in case his mom or dad decided to poke their head into the room. It wouldn’t do to be caught with him burrowed up to me stark naked as I realized somewhere along the line we both had simply forgotten about the underwear he had held in his hands earlier before things sort of got sidetracked. Cody inhaled deeply as if feeling the same thing as me, a sort of unique connection to one another. In a way he had become the little brother I never had and I suppose I had become the big brother he always wanted. ‘Brothers,’ I thought to myself in surprise because I kind of liked the idea.
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End of Chapter Twenty: Brothers
Coming soon Chapter Twenty One: Renewing Friendships
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