The Other Brother
Chapter 07
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EXCERPT OPENING
“I luv you more…‘little Other Brother,’ so very…very much.” I replied back as we remained like this all cuddled together for a while longer enjoying each other’s embrace before Anatoli leaned back shaking his head and scrunching his face.
“No ‘little Other Brother,’ simply ‘Other Brother,’ Robby. ‘Other Brother’ equal. It is being rare the finding of ‘Other Brother,’ it is being gift for you and gift for me…so must be…um…treasured…yes.” He explained with me blushing not intending to have insulted the boy.
“Sorry Anatoli…I didn’t mean anything by it…just trying to understand it more…you know…wrap my mind around it.” I tried to clarify, the younger boy chuckling and shaking his head.
“No wrap mind around,” he giggled poking his finger on my forehead for emphasis. “Only wrap heart around…then all clear, yes.” He explained placing the palm of his hand affectionately across my chest.
Nodding my head I exhaled softy and smiled fondly at the boy because he was simply adorably sweet and indeed a treasure. “Yes…I feel it.” I admitted my response pleasing the boy as he once more hugged me.
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There was a new routine on the ranch now as Anatoli dropped by every day in the morning and helped out Robby for the last hour or two of his tasks, which the older boy really seemed to appreciate. Robby always got up really early in the morning, and by the time Anatoli arrived after doing his own chores most of the work day was already done with it getting too hot to do any more. Robby didn’t mind though and when Anatoli did arrive he really put in a good effort towards his tasks.
The boys would then spend the rest of the day riding around on the ATV’s, playing video games, and hanging around the pool. Anatoli had gotten into the routine of bringing a small bag with him for a change of clothing along with his bathing suit for swimming. Robby thought the younger boy looked so adorably cute in those little brightly colored Speedo style bathing suits. The petite outfit really accentuated the smaller boy’s beautiful body.
One day while they were lounging around the pool relaxing he caught the smaller boy sitting under the cool shade from one of the larger trees looking off in the distance. It was one of those serene moments where the younger boy seemed to be in his own thoughts which lasted for the longest of times. Robby loved to doodle around in a sketchpad and was currently engrossed in a project with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth in concentration when he noticed Anatoli’s peaceful daydream like countenance. This was such a special moment so he had set aside the pad and picked up his digital camera snapping off a few pictures. He had become accustomed to having his camera handy any more and this moment was too good to pass up as he took several pictures ranging from a wider angle to zooming in closer for sharp details of the younger boy. He sighed deeply because it was obvious his friend was enjoying the peaceful moment.
Taking a look at the screen on his camera it showed Anatoli wearing his red Speedo leaning against a tree looking off in the distance of Robby’s range land with forested covered hills. The boy’s right leg was curled up beneath his left leg, and there was a towel draped over a part of his shoulders leaving most of him completely exposed as the material fluttered outwards in the gentle breeze. His left knee was bent up which made for an open style of sitting position and cunningly exposed his crotch area. The towel draped over the back of his shoulders and fluttering lazily in the breeze along the side of his body gave a sense of being covered yet still completely open and exposed. You could see the fine details of his chest and stomach with the natural creases of the skin from being in a sitting position and the tautness of his stomach’s slight abdominal muscles. Even though the boy’s arms and legs were fairly smooth and hairless you could just make out the sparse few fine light colored filaments as the angle of the lighting caught them just right making them shine and glitter.
This was such a serene moment and it was too much of an opportunity for Robby to pass up so he set aside the camera and picked up his pad scrunching his face and studying the boy carefully. After several long moments he leaned over the large blank paper and with great effort began sketching the younger boy in his current position. Both boys sat there for the longest time in silence with the teen drawing the younger boy and Anatoli in his own world of thoughts. Finally the blond boy stirred and glanced over towards the older boy getting up and walking over to see what he had been up to. When he saw the sketch of him sitting under the tree he smiled and thought it was really nicely done. Robby showed him the pictures he had taken saying he would try to finish it up later from those. Anatoli loved the photographs and made the older boy promise to email them to him.
Focusing back on the sketch Anatoli thought his older friend had a lot of talent suggesting Robby take some art lessons to hone his skills. He told the older boy about his grandfather who was a successful artist back home. He explained how every year during the summer months they’d spend several weeks together at these resorts where his grandfather would work and paint. He was a very well known and respected artist and had even done several paintings of Anatoli over the years.
During the past several weeks it was simple things like this which had slowly changed Robby’s normal routine. Over the years he had become accustomed to being alone for the most part around the ranch. Sure every once in a while some of his friends would pop by or he would head into the small town of Swedeville twenty minutes away for fun with some of them, but around the ranch he was usually all alone as he worked the land.
This had all changed now with Anatoli hanging around. For the first time Robby realized how lonely he had really been over the years. He felt empty and alone when Anatoli left for the evening, and couldn’t wait for his friend to show up in the morning. The two boys had grown so close to one another they had become almost inseparable. Also, a couple times a week both Robby and his father would find themselves either over at Anatoli’s house for supper with Anna and her son, or vice versa with Anatoli and his mother over at their house. The two families were finding themselves enjoying each other’s company more and more.
There were also major changes for Anatoli. Some were routine things like getting cable installed and the internet. His mother had purchased a refurbished computer for him to use so now he could email his friends back home. Those were the tangible things that happened around the house. There were also subtle changes as well.
The younger boy had discovered a new found freedom for himself along with more privacy. His mother seemed to have changed giving him more freedom to do things on his own, and even gave him more responsible tasks around the house and ranch now that he was learning how to do things at the Stanton’s spread. Anatoli had also noticed how when he closed his bedroom door his mother would leave him alone, very seldom disturbing him and then first knocking to ask for permission before coming in. Then there was the issue of the bathroom where she never bothered him at all when he was inside with the door shut. This made him feel more secure and not so nervous about being caught in an uncompromising manner. In his opinion this truly was a good thing because lately his little boy penis had a mind of its own.
It was as if his petite two inch shaft would expand to its full two and a half inch length at the drop of a hat and for no real reason. It would harden to press up against the constricting fabric of his clothing at the most unusual times and right out of the blue even when he was totally alone. It happened every night now when he lay snuggled under his covers after his mother left and closed the door behind her. He would find himself reaching down between his legs and gently massaging his stiff nail and his deep purplish colored bullet. Most nights he ended up falling asleep with his playstation in hand, but sometimes he would start to get those tingling peeing sensations so would have to stop. He would then roll over on his side before finally drifting off to sleep.
In the morning he would peek out his door and hurry over to the bathroom to relieve the pressure against his bladder feeling his hardness slowly deflate as the urine gushed from his small slit hole at the tip of his penis. He started to check himself out more closely in the mirror as well knowing one day his body would start to go through those changes everyone always talked about. Until recently he never paid much attention to such things. He knew a little bit about puberty from what his parents had told him and also through what he had heard some of the older boys talking about at his old school. Many of them bragged about how big their peckers had grown and the amount of hair they had down there.
He liked how he looked, but also wished he had a bigger penis trying to imagine what he would look like with hair down there. He knew Robby appreciated how his body looked as well because the older boy would constantly gaze at him and stare at his crotch smiling appreciatively when he had one of those boners. Anatoli didn’t mind and even felt proud when the older boy gawked at him. Anatoli also liked how the older boy looked; especially, when he was naked. Robby never seemed to mind it when Anatoli looked at him when he got undressed and was completely nude.
He kind of felt guilty sometimes about seeing the older boy naked when he himself had never been completely unclothed or uncovered in front of the older boy. There were times when he wanted to strip off all his clothes so he could show off his naked body to Robby, but for some reason he never could follow through with it no matter how badly he wanted to. There was the one time when he had taken everything off to go take a shower, but he did hold some clothes over the front of him making sure his small kit had been completely covered. It had felt really naughty and exciting, but he had also been very nervous about it barely able to contain his excitement of at least showing off his naked butt to the older boy. He had almost died of embarrassment with showing off this much to the older boy even though he had mooned him earlier as well, but this time he was pretty much undressed. It had been kind of thrilling to do it though.
He wondered when his body would start to go through the changes of puberty. He knew Robby had a small patch of light brown hair around the base of his shaft, and also the older boy’s penis seemed to be about twice as long as his own. Anatoli had mentioned one time how large Robby’s penis seemed to be. The older boy had shrugged his shoulders saying he was a little smaller than most boys his age, but it didn’t really matter or bother him since his friends never teased him about it even telling him his body looked cool. Anatoli had to agree with the “cool” looking body part because the older boy really did look very handsome in his “birthday suit.”
The older boy still didn’t have any hair under his arm and Anatoli started to wonder if maybe the older boy had gone through puberty later than most other boys. From all the things he had heard from his parents and the kids at school, Robby should have had a thicker bush down between his legs and even hair under his arms by now. Anatoli liked how Robby’s body looked at this stage and started to wonder if maybe he wouldn’t prefer going through puberty a little later than most boys as well. Robby didn’t seem to mind about the whole puberty thing and if what he said was true about the size of his penis, didn’t seem to mind being smaller than other boys his age. He started to wonder if there was some sort of advantage to going through puberty at an older age.
Leaning back in my chair I hung up my phone. It had been about two weeks now since the fateful first day when Anatoli had entered my life changing things forever from that day on. The phone call had been from Mrs. Markowsky asking if it would be alright for Anatoli to spend the night tomorrow. There was some sort of conference going on and she wouldn’t be home until really late at night or first thing the following morning. I knew the conference she was referring to because my dad would be attending as well, but would be staying overnight for sure because he needed to attend other sessions the following day. Mrs. M didn’t need to attend those meetings the following day, but since she might be getting back extremely late at the earliest didn’t want Anatoli to be alone hoping it would be alright if he stayed overnight with me.
It was already getting dark outside as I contemplated some things I had been thinking about the last week or so. Coming to a decision I picked up the phone and dialed. There were some things I needed to talk to with Mrs. M in the morning when she dropped off Anatoli, but in the meantime I could get everything set into place.
The phone began ringing on the other end and after a few moments I heard the receiver being picked up. There was a lot of commotion and yelling going on at the other end of the line for a moment or two before a strong female voice boomed on the other end a little forcefully as if just coming from a heated discussion.
“Hello!” rumbled the voice on the other end.
“Hello Mrs. Richardson, this is Robby. Is everything alright over there?”
“Oh hello Robby. Ah, well sort of. We are kind of going through a little bit of a calamity around here at the moment.” She huffed out loud not in the phone receiver but as if aiming her comment towards unseen individuals on the other end as she continued in a calmer voice directed towards me. “I have to work late tomorrow so need Donavan at home to watch over Gabe, but he is being stubborn saying he already has plans with Jennifer and Gabe is throwing a fit saying he can stay home by himself.”
Donavan is one of my best friends and towards the end of the school year I finally managed to get him hooked up with his first girlfriend ever. They were a perfect match, but it had been a pain in the ass getting him to finally ask her out. I loved my friend dearly and he was an all around responsible nice kind of guy, but he was the shy type; especially, where sex was concerned being a bit uptight about it. Don’t ask me how, but we did mess around sexually a bit with each other when we were younger. I think he only did sexual things back then because at the time his hormones had taken over all of his other sensibilities.
Donavan’s younger brother Gabe was twelve years old, and a pretty popular kid at school despite having a strict mother and never able to interact so much with his friends. He was into sports and the total opposite of his brother being more easy and outgoing around others. Being total opposites with his brother there always seemed to be some sort of friction between the two of them.
Donavan’s mom was the really strict kind of parent, but I figured this was because the father was no longer in the picture and she had to try making ends meet. For the most part this normally wasn’t an issue with Donavan because he was pretty conservative when it came to going out and having fun. I haven’t seen much of him lately since he’s gotten together with his girlfriend, but I didn’t mind wanting to give him some space.
I figured Gabe here in the near future would be the one having more clashes with his mother. She expected her kids to be home for dinner every night no exceptions, there was no going out on weekdays even during summer vacation, and if they did go out on the weekend they had to be home by nine in the evening for Donavan and seven for Gabe which was really strict. Sometimes she’d bend the rules for Donavan; especially, lately because of his girlfriend and all. She also restricted their television time and how much video games they were allowed to play. With Gabe being pretty popular with his classmates and as he got older he wouldn’t be able to accept how tight those reins were going to be around his neck. I shook my head sadly feeling bad for the kid.
Mrs. Richardson was still chattering away on the other end. “I’m about ready to wring both of their necks and if Donavan isn’t careful he won’t be seeing that girlfriend of his for a year,” she shouted out loud in what I could only imagine was the direction of Donavan’s room as she continued. “At first I was happy he had a girlfriend. I was actually starting to get worried about him, if you know what I mean, but now I am wondering if she’s a bad influence on him.” She paused for a breath of air which gave me the opportunity to interject.
“C’mon Mrs. Richardson it’s not all bad. Let’s face it Jennifer is the best thing that could have ever happened to him. She would be the first person to cancel their date if she knew he needed to stay home and you know it. Also, I think I might be able to help you out with your dilemma.”
I heard her sigh on the other end and could picture her nodding her agreement about Jennifer. “Really, you know how to get us out of this little mess before you hear on the news how a single mother had wrung her children’s neck for disobedience? No jury in the world would convict me for sure,” she shouted loudly again towards her boys.
I could hear little Gabe shouting back for her to give it a rest already because she would never lay a finger on them. He was right about that because in all my years I had never once seen Mrs. Richardson raise her hand towards her children as a form of punishment. She didn’t need to since she was very ingenious with her punishments. Well I guess I can’t really say she never raises her hand to them because every once in a while the woman does give them one of those little smacks on the back of the head kind of thing. You know the type of cuffs not done hard to hurt anyone, but rather to get one of those ‘hey!’ type of reactions out of her boys.
“Yeah,” I said on the other end to get her attention back. “Well, you’ve probably heard about old man Markovich’s niece and grand-nephew moving into the old place.” I managed to divert her attention back to me hearing her comment in the affirmative. “Well, the boy, Anatoli, has been coming around here a lot and we’ve been working the ranch together. He’s been a pretty big help. Anyway, his mom will be attending one of those hospital conference thingies so will be gone until really late at the hospital tomorrow and had asked if her son could spend the night over here. He’s not much younger than Gabe so I thought it might be cool if he could spend the night as well so Anatoli can get to know a kid around his own age. I know Gabe is pretty popular at school so figured it would be nice for Anatoli once school started again to have a friend or two. You know how tough it can be for a kid to start school all alone without knowing anybody.”
Mrs. Richardson had been listening to what I was saying on the other end. I could tell she was mulling over the idea in her mind. She never allowed Donavan to sleep over at anyone’s house, but she had made exceptions when it was over at my place. I was his best friend and even though she was very strict she also knew it was good for him to have a little freedom every once in a while. I imagine it was the same for Gabe.
“I don’t know Robby. I mean Gabe’s never had a sleepover with anyone before.”
“You’re kidding. He’s never had a sleepover at one of his friend’s places. I mean he’s one of the most popular kids in school. How can he not have had a sleepover invite before.”
“Oh no, he’s had plenty of invites, but let’s face it most of those kids in his class are a bunch of hoodlums. At least with Donavan, like you, most of his friends his age are really good kids. Sure some of them get into little mischievous things, but not like hoodlums.”
As I thought about it I had to agree with Mrs. Richardson. I knew most of the kids in Gabe’s age group at his school and they really were a bunch of ruffians. It would appear as if all the thugs in our parts were born at the same time. Funny how those kinds of things work out. Anatoli would probably be in one grade lower, and thank goodness most of those kids in his age group were pretty good little kids. I knew there was a little age crossover between older and younger kids playing together. I’ve seen Gabe doing just that with him sometimes playing with older kids and at other times the younger ones. Since he was so popular it wasn’t difficult for him to make this kind of transition, which helped to keep him away from the bad influences of some of the kids his own age.
“Well, maybe it’s time he had one Mrs. Richardson. Donavan’s been over to my place plenty of times for a sleepover, and I’ll be there to watch over Gabe. I think he will like Anatoli. The kid is really down to earth and has a good work ethic. He’s really pitched in around here and has been a big help. I was planning on taking the time off from chores and simply having some fun time as a way of showing my appreciation. I figured we’d do a little riding on the ranch, get some pool time in to cool off, and then have a BBQ. It’s just I was thinking it would be nice for Anatoli to have someone around his own age to play with tomorrow.”
I heard Mrs. Richardson sigh heavily on the other end, “If it were anyone else other than you Robby I’d say no, but this is getting me out of a little jamb, and it is helping Donavan so he can keep his date. Besides, maybe it is time for Gabe to have his first sleepover. I think it is also for a good cause because of the new boy.”
Suddenly, I could hear Gabe’s voice in the background whoop in delight. “That’s so awesome,” he said. “Thanks sooooo much Robby,” I heard him shout into the receiver followed with Donavan chiming in, “geeze don’t be such a dweeb you moron,” along with the distinct thumping sound as if someone had been punched.
That was quickly followed by Gabe’s protesting voice, “ouch, that hurt.”
I could tell Mrs. Richardson was about ready to launch into Donavan so I spoke up real quick. First because I didn’t want things to escalate and possibly sabotage me picking up Gabe tomorrow, and secondly because I was really pissed at Donavan at the moment. There was no call for him to be such a jerk.
“Put that shit of a friend of mine on the phone,” I told Mrs. Richardson. She could tell I was really mad because I never cussed around her or any adults except when it was absolutely necessary.
“You bet sweetie.” She chirped happy to have me talk some sense into her eldest boy. “Hey Donavan, phone!” I heard her shout since he must have scooted off before I detected a shuffling sound like the phone being handed off to a different person.
Then I heard Donavan’s huffy voice, “What!” he exploded a little irritably.
“Hey, don’t be a little shit. Don’t forget I just got you out of a jamb, and don’t you deny it. You know you would have been grounded forever if you disobeyed her. You may act all tough and shit, but I know you Donavan, and don’t you ever forget it. There’s no call in treating your little brother that way.”
“Whatever,” he replied. “You’ve no idea what a hassle he’s been lately.”
“Geeze, he’s only twelve for pete’s sake so cut him some slack. You were probably more of a creep back then than he ever is today.”
“Maybe,” he conceded. “It’s just that…I don’t know. He’s gotten way weird and the other day…,” he trailed off.
“The other day, what?” I asked him.
“Never mind,” he sighed.
I knew he wouldn’t say anything more about the matter. He was very shy about things, and right now there were too many prying ears around the place for him to talk about whatever was bothering him. I knew it would have to wait until the two of us were alone. He was always able to talk to me about things he could never talk to anyone else about including his mom.
“Well, I know you’ve been busy and all with Jennifer so wanted to give you some space…you know. But maybe we can find some time to hang out or something sometime, you know…in-between when you have time.”
“Yeah, sounds good,” he replied neutrally.
“Anyway, put your brother on for a minute.”
“Hey Gabe, it’s for you. Sorry…you know for earlier.” I heard him say as he handed over the phone.
“Sure, no worries,” responded Gabe sounding a little shocked his older brother had actually apologized.
“Hey squirt,” I greeted the younger boy. “I just wanted to chat real quickly about tomorrow. You’ll need to bring some changes of clothing and your bathing suit. I’m sure you’ve heard about the new kid, Anatoli? Anyway, I plan on just having some fun time for all of us. I figured some riding around hitting some of the trails on the ranch, and then getting cooled off in the pool, and a nice BBQ feast. After that whatever other trouble we can find. How’s that sound?”
“Man it sounds like a blast.” Gabe blurted out excitedly on the other end.
“Listen, Anatoli’s a pretty cool kid, but he’s from a different country and is trying to fit in over here so have a little patience with him. His English is pretty good all things considering. It’s broken English, but I think you will be able to understand him well enough. Try to be understanding, and don’t tease or laugh at him unless it is in a playful manner. You know what I mean. Believe me he’s got a good sense of humor, and if you aren’t careful he will one up you when your guard is down. So joking around is fine, but just don’t make fun of him in a mean spirited sort of way, alright.”
“Wow, he sounds pretty cool and I can’t wait to meet him. Don’t worry I won’t tease him or anything.”
We talked a little more, and then I made the arrangements with his mom to pick him up early in the morning with my truck. This was ranch country so most kids in these back country areas could drive a truck well before they even learned to ride their bicycles. It was one of those necessary types of things on family run ranches way in the boondocks. The law around here sort of looked the other way because they understood this was just the way it is so long as it’s discreet. Even though they tended to look the other way it was still better not to push things so picking up Gabe earlier in the morning before most people were up and about seemed best.
I hung up the phone and dialed another number. “Hey Lisa this is Robby.”
I heard a little pause, and then Lisa recognized who I was and said, “Hi Robby. Geeze it seems like a long time since I’ve heard from you. Did you want to talk to mom?”
“Yeah in a minute, but I first wanted to talk to you.”
Lisa’s mom was in the same car as my mom the day the truck ran into them. The accident killed my mom injuring Lisa’s mother really bad in the process and basically crippling her. The disaster had left my mom’s friend with a permanent limp and constant pain. Lisa’s mom was a wonderful lady with such a big kind heart, and never complained about her injury or pain. It was bad enough though since the catastrophe left her so she couldn’t work. There were four kids in the family and her husband was a hard worker, but it was still difficult to make ends meet; especially, since she could no longer work.
Lisa was the oldest and went to the community college. She tutored kids to help pay for tuition, and was studying to be a teacher. Her whole life she had always dreamed of becoming a teacher. She was an excellent tutor for the kids around here, but there was never enough work for her.
I heard Lisa pause a moment on the other end. I knew her and we were family friends, but it wasn’t as if we were like same age type of friends. She was way older than me so she was kind of wondering why I would want to talk to her.
“Alright…is there something in particular you want to talk about,” she asked a little hesitantly.
“Yeah, I think I’m going to need your help with someone. This kid needs a tutor, but I think it will be different from what you are used to.”
I told her about Anatoli and how he needs help with speaking, reading, and writing English. He was smart as a whip, getting good grades back home, but if he wanted to go to school here in the same grade as his age group he would need assistance in this area. I explained everything to her so she had an idea of what she would be getting into.
“I don’t know Robby, it sort of sounds out of my league.” She finally told me.
“Hey, I think with your contacts back at the Community College you should be able to set up a curriculum for him. Let’s just get started and see where it leads. Now I can’t pay you in money, but I am going to be doing some butchering again this year on our herd of cattle. What I propose is to give you a whole side of beef this year from the biggest carcass, and another side of beef next year. This way you can have enough fresh beef for the entire family to last two whole years.”
I knew the meat she would be receiving was worth way more than the tutoring work she’d be doing, but in a way I wanted to try helping out her family without it coming across as some sort of handout. There was a long pause on the other end and I knew Lisa understood what I was offering in regards of payment would be worth way more than if she charged me outright for her going rate. The value of the meat would go way further for her family than any monetary payment could.
“Wow, that sounds really generous Robby, but I don’t know if we have the freezer space though.” She responded kind of bummed out about it.
“No problem, we have freezer space at the butcher and I’ll have him set up a section for your portion. Then you can pull out the meat you need at any one time to put into your freezer at home. Also, if there is more work involved for you than we expect, then I will work something out in a fair manner to compensate for it.”
I knew her family could really use the meat. It would really save them a lot of money at the grocery store which in turn would really help them out financially. I knew she really wanted to make this work, but feared she wouldn’t be up to the task.
“No, the deal is way more than a fair one Robby. You know how much this would mean to our family financially, but I only hope I can do justice for Anatoli. So if you’re willing to trust me, then this is one deal I can’t say no to.”
“I do trust you Lisa, I’ve always trusted your family, but I also have faith in your ability to help Anatoli.”
We worked out the details, and then she handed me off to her mother who started to cry. She thanked me for being so considerate, and she apologized for not coming over more often. We talked a long time on the phone. I really had missed seeing her over the years. When mom was alive our two families saw a lot of each other, but now with me working so much on the ranch, and them so busy themselves it was too few and far in-between us seeing each other. Dad and I had no ill will towards her family. What happened had been a tragic accident, and in no way her fault. Their family had suffered for it as well.
I was actually tired by the time I got off the phone with everyone, so I crawled in bed and lay there thinking about tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to see Anatoli even though he had just left a few hours ago. I was also excited to have Gabe come over. This would be so great for Anatoli to have another boy around to play with closer to his own age. I was tired, but couldn’t go to sleep with all the thoughts banging around inside my head.
I sighed, crawled out of bed and retrieved some jacking tools out of my closet. I lay back down on top of my bed and started pumping furiously on my solid four plus inch hardened steel drill bit. I used the hand towel shoving my hand and shaft inside of the opening. Then, I wrapped one end of the larger towel around my heavily weighted and sagging jewels laying the rest of the fabric over my stomach and chest. My mind flittered over the sleek features of Anatoli and his stiff cut willie when my hands had slowly massaged him the first night he had come over to the house. I could still clearly see him in my memories, and it didn’t take long for me to reach a climax with intense orgasmic spasms coursing through my body. I was getting used to the extreme orgasms I was having since Anatoli entered my life, and they were really starting to feel great. Lately it didn’t frighten me as much, and I had adjusted to the fierceness of it so was able to enjoy the full intensity without hurting myself anymore.
At the Markowsky residence Anatoli was also having difficulty getting to sleep. He was excited about spending the night with his closest friend in the world. He hadn’t started jacking off yet, and something like that never entered his thoughts. Instead, he climbed out of bed and fished out his new digital camera. His mother had purchased a basic inexpensive digital camera for him so he could take pictures to send to his friends and wouldn’t always have to rely on the older boy. Even though Robby was his new friend, even closer than any of his old friends, he still missed home and the friends he had known all his life. Now since his computer was set up allowing him to email and skype he was chatting with them on a regular basis so it wasn’t so bad anymore. His mother had promised to also pick up a cheap web cam soon so he would be able to video chat with them as well making things even better.
Checking to make sure his mother had closed the door to his room after she had left; he flipped on his light to check out the camera. He set it up, put it on timer, and then stepped back into place before it snapped a picture of him. He picked up his camera to check out the image, and thought he looked nice on the screen. He didn’t have a shirt on and wore only those pajama bottoms. It turned out pretty nice and really showed how flattering his features looked. Wow, is this how Robby sees me he thought to himself. An idea started to percolate in his mind, but first he put his chair up against his door just in case. He didn’t think his mother would actually come into his room, but he wanted to be sure about it.
Peeling off his pajama bottoms and underwear, so he was completely naked, Anatoli set up the camera again, turned on his timer, and got into position with it once more snapping a picture of him. He felt naughty about taking a picture of himself naked, but it was also thrilling. He ran over to his camera and looked. Wow, he thought to himself, I really look like that. It’s actually different from looking in a mirror or even a painting he thought to himself. Somehow he felt the picture made him look even sexier. He loved how flattering his sleek frame and taut stomach looked. His soft penis which drooped partially over his slightly dangling testicles really didn’t look all that small anymore seeing it from the perspective of how others would see him. In a way it appeared proportionate to his body size and he felt it was sort of perfect for a boy his size and age.
He was really excited about the new insight to himself and started snapping off several more naked pictures of himself. As he got more comfortable with the idea he started getting sexier about it until he was snapping pictures of himself with his willie completely hard. He took several angles of himself all boned up including some close up shots of his nice sexy equipment before he stopped snapping pictures.
He went to the computer and downloaded them into a folder. Once the pictures were transferred he started to scroll through them, and was floored at how wonderful he looked on the larger computer screen. He finally reached the pictures of where he had an erection and couldn’t believe how sexy it looked. The images were very sharp and clear showing a lot of details which really impressed him.
He began to wonder why he had been so self conscious about being naked in front of Robby. Why would it be a bad thing if this is what the older boy would see when he got naked? Anatoli looked at the close up image of his hard penis and slightly sagging nut sack. His penis looked smooth in the picture all stretched out and he could see the long blue vein going up the length of the shaft along with other tiny ones. His balls had those same little blue veins almost like meandering little streams branching out in different directions from the main river. The details in the images were mind blowing.
It was kind of strange how he felt about being naked in front of others. It wasn’t always like this, with him spending summers with his grandfather at one of the famous lakes where people vacationed and always walked around without clothing on. He had always enjoyed the freedom of the summer months being able to enjoy the warm sun on his naked skin. Then a couple of years back he suddenly got shy about being naked in front of others. He still enjoyed the feeling of walking outside under the warm sun as the heat lapped on his smooth skin giving him that nice buttery tone all over, but didn’t enjoy being around others without anything on. Those memories of the last summer he spent at the main resort lake with his grandfather made him blush as he tried to push them into the back of his thoughts because they were a bit embarrassing.
The following year he refused to go back to the main resort lake so his grandfather made other arrangements for them to spend time together at a private cabin on a remote lake. Without others around he was able to enjoy the lazy summer days as the sun once more licked its warmth across his bare skin. His grandfather had seen him naked all his life so he wasn’t as self conscious around him. Not even his mom had seen him that naked in the last couple of years, but with his grandfather it felt more natural for some reason. The man wasn’t a naturist or anything, but back from where they came from it wasn’t unusual to go to places where nudity was commonplace and allowed.
He changed the picture to the close up one of his flaccid worm. The large blue vein going up the shaft wasn’t as prominent, but he could still see it. Instead of standing up and pointing towards his right shoulder his shaft curled slightly over the top of his little ball sack. He could see the tiny small wrinkles along his shaft and the loose skin around the base of his mushroom shaped button, but it still had that appearance of looking soft and smooth just like he knew how it felt for real. He was completely hairless down there, but he kind of liked how it made him look sexier this way.
It was starting to get late so Anatoli turned off his computer, set aside his camera, and turned off his light before crawling into his bed without bothering to get dressed. For the first time in his life he went to bed totally naked. At first he squirmed around enjoying the sensuous stirrings the silky bed sheets created as it slid along his skin making the experience feel both exhilarating and naughty at the same time.
He snuggled up under the covers reaching down to touch his semi-soft worm and felt it squirm around in his fingers. He quivered at his naked state and the thrill it sent coursing through his tiny frame. He decided he really did like being naked in bed and also how he looked without any clothes on. He wondered if Robby would mind if he took some naked pictures of him. He would enjoy having a few shots of the boy’s trim and fit body before he started to mature even more. He loved how the older boy still looked younger, but also knew that no matter how mature the older boy’s body got it would still be very handsome and flattering. His interest was intrigued now as he started imagining his “Other Brother” with more hair around his balls and under the arms, and how the older boy would look when his penis got bigger while his balls sagged lower. He could clearly visualize it in his mind and he felt his penis, which had now become a little boy stiffie, twitch in approval at the stunning figure in his mind’s eye. With his fingers wrapped firmly around his stiff snub nosed pistol, Anatoli drifted off to sleep with the image of a more mature Robby on his mind.
The following morning Robby arrived at the Richardson house and knocked on the door. Donavan answered and started to say hello when an over enthusiastic Gabe came running over chattering away excitedly bumping into his older brother.
“What the fuck Gabe, get off,” Donavan spat out hotly shoving his little brother. It had caught the younger boy by surprise, and the jostling had been forceful, one which sent the younger boy tumbling to the ground.
“What the hell Donavan,” I reacted as I shoved passed him through the door helping Gabe back up to his feet. “Are you alright little squirt?” I asked a bit concerned and looked up just in time to see Donavan stomping away.
“Yeah, I guess,” Gabe responded rubbing the arm he had landed on when he hit the floor.
“Good then, why don’t you grab your stuff and wait for me by the truck. I’ll be right out.”
“Please don’t say anything Robby. He’s been in a pissy mood lately, and I don’t need any more hassles from him to take out on me.”
I smiled at Gabe, “don’t worry, he won’t be taking out anything on you,” I assured him.
Gabe sighed shaking his head and grabbed his bag before taking one final pleading look back at me as he stepped out the door. I watched him leave admiring his cute little body. He was wearing a pair of red skinny jeans with a blue button up shirt, blue socks that matched, and a pair of red low cut converse sneakers. He looked kind of sexy hot for a twelve year old boy as I watched him walk out the door, and it appeared like he’d grown a little taller and filled out as well even though he still had that kind of wiry look. He was about four or five inches smaller than me and probably weighed around eighty to eighty five pounds.
I turned around and entered Donavan’s room. He was sitting at his computer and didn’t bother looking up at me.
“Damn, what was that about dude?” I asked.
“What?” He responded as if nothing had happened pausing for a second before finally looking up at me.
“You know what, you little shit. What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting all weird like and fuckin mean. I don’t get you.”
“Whatever,” is all he said.
“Fine, if that’s the way you want to be. You’re my best friend and I’ll be here when you want to talk, but you better find some time soon because I don’t put up with no fuckin bullies, friend or no friend. If I hear about you laying a finger on your little brother again I’ll fuckin kick your ass and you know I will. I may be smaller than you, but you know me well, and I’ll kick your ass as sure as the fuckin sun rises in the East. I’m fuckin beginning to regret introducing you to Jennifer. If she finds out how you are around here she’ll drop you in a heartbeat, and I won’t blame her one bit.” I told him getting a glaring response from him when I mentioned Jennifer before his features turned a bit more anxious. He knew I was right about her, and if she found out how he was treating his little brother that would be the end of it between them.
Turning my back on him I left my best friend sitting there alone to fume over what I had just said and headed out to the truck. I knew it was useless to talk to him right now. He was so closed off at times, and so doggone shy that getting a word out of him was like trying to pull a wisdom tooth out of someone who refuses to open their mouth. Not only was it painful, but damn difficult. I had lit a fire under his ass though so knew he would have to talk to me here soon.
“Hey let’s go little squirt,” I said smiling cheerfully at Gabe trying to reassure him.
The younger boy got into the truck strapping himself down. The truck was an older model with those lap style seatbelts and I could see the strap pushing down across his lap, crotch, and bulge between his legs. I could tell he had filled out a little down there as well since last I seen him with his lump appearing to have become a pretty good sized one. I had never really noticed him in that way before, but he was looking pretty cute these days not to mention any more my gaze tended to automatically seek out a boy’s hidden treasure trove.
Gabe looked totally different from his older brother, and was most definitely a lot cuter than Donavan ever was at that age with light brown hair the color of chestnuts and subtle lighter highlights the shade of acorns, very pretty round steel blue grey eyes, and a slightly tanned wheatish like complexion. He had an incredibly pleasant face to look at with a very boyish smile and a petite nose that had a light dusting of freckles around the bridge barely visible yet looked so sexy on his face. During the winter months when his complexion became a little more lighter the freckles seemed a bit more pronounced yet still understated.
“So what’s got your brother’s nuts all squashed up in a vise, and don’t say his girlfriend because I know Jennifer. If she ever finds out how he’s been acting she’ll dump his ass.”
“I don’t know,” Gabe sniffled trying to stifle his tears. “I mean I can’t talk to him anymore. He never really talked about a lot of things before, but lately it’s like he’s really closed off. I mean even the littlest things I do set him off. He hates me and I don’t know why.” Gabe burst out really starting to cry now because he had been keeping his emotions all bottled up for too long now.
I almost felt like kicking myself for bringing this up the way I did. I pulled the truck over in a little more private and got out going around to the other side. I opened up Gabe’s door and embraced him to me trying to calm him down. He seemed to settle down quickly now because I was consoling him. Since he was turned at an awkward angle I decided to unbuckle his seatbelt so he could get out and breathe some fresh air. As I reached down I accidentally brushed up against his bulge and felt his pecker instinctively twitch beneath the fabric. It was a brief touch and innocent, and I was pretty sure he didn’t even notice because he was so upset.
The younger boy stepped out of the truck and then hugged me again for some support. I held him for a few moments until he was able to calm down. I stepped back put my hand under his chin forcing him to look me in the eyes while I wiped away his tears and smiled gently at him.
“Gabe, he doesn’t hate you and I could tell it is eating at him the way he’s been treating you. It will be alright, I promise, you’ll see.” I said reassuringly.
Gabe nodded his head knowing if anyone could get through to his brother it was me.
“Now, let’s take a look at you to make sure everything is in order. You’re looking pretty cool today. Damn, you look so hot in those red skinny jeans. You’re not as thin as a rail anymore and you’ve grown a bit taller too.” I nodded my head ruffling his hair. “It looks like you’ve filled out more in certain other areas as well.” I said teasingly snatching at his crotch playfully watching him dance out of my reach and giggling at my implications.
Gabe was pretty easy going with the whole typical guy friends’ sex type of teasing among one another. Donavan on the other hand was always so serious, and you could never tease around like that with him. Anything concerning sex would have him heading in the other direction. He was just too shy about that sort of stuff.
“Yeah,” he said as he thrust out his hips, grabbed his junk, and squeezed them making his package protrude out even further before pumping his hips a couple of times naughtily as only boys can do around other boys. “It seems like everything’s been happening all at once in the last couple of months.” He said smiling at me looking and sounding his old self again.
“Feel better?” I asked him.
“Yeah, it’s just I haven’t had anyone to talk to about things, you know. I mean not only about my brother, but other things too…um…you know,” he said blushing a little and dropping me a hint.
“Well…uh…yeah…I see. Um…maybe after your sleepover I’ll try to find some time to spend over at your place. Maybe I can get your brother all straightened out and who knows maybe the two of you will be able to discuss…ah…other things.”
He sighed, “I doubt he’ll talk to me about some of that cool stuff, but at least maybe you can get him in a better mood.”
I didn’t say anything for a moment and then looked at him seriously. “Listen, we’ll get it figured out one way or another, alright. Whatever you need, but just give me a little time to get things sorted out with your brother, alright?” He smiled happily at my comment feeling better about things possibly working out after all as we climbed back into the truck and headed out towards the ranch with him leaving all his worries behind and in a very perky mood once more.
It was something I enjoyed about Gabe. Growing up he always had that very enthusiastic outlook on life in general. He was always smiling and in a good mood able to shrug away the bad moments to enjoy life to the fullest.
After a few moments Gabe looked at me and asked, “Do you really think I look cool and sexy in my red skinny jeans.”
I looked at him and smirked. “Well I said you look cool and hot, not sexy, if you want to get technical about it. But, yeah, I guess you could say you look sexy in those jeans; especially, since you’ve filled out some…um…and I don’t mean…uh…you know.” I chuckled shaking my head at how he’s been changing and growing up a bit more in the last several months as I finished the rest of my thought. “Hell you are way cuter than your brother ever was at your age that’s for damn sure.”
Gabe smiled at my compliment pleased with himself. I knew he had gotten dressed up for this special event. He wanted to impress me and Anatoli. His mom never let him do anything, and I felt for the kid.
“Hey Gabe?” I said as I reached over with my right hand and patted his leg reassuringly.
“Yeah,” he asked.
“I think I’ll also have a chat with your mom.”
“What for?” he asked a little suspiciously.
“Well, you’re really a total opposite from your brother and your mom is so fuckin strict. The shit’s going to hit the fan between you and her because you are way more outgoing than your brother ever was. Hell if it hadn’t been for me he’d be cloistered up in a convent or something somewhere. You’re changing now into a teenager, and you are going to need a slacker leash than your mom ever gave your brother.”
Gabe’s jaw had totally dropped now and his eyes bugged out disbelieving what he was hearing as I continued.
“It’s going to be tough for her to do that, but when she does give you a little more freedom you need to go out and have some fun, but don’t get into a lot of trouble or she’ll regret it and lock you up for good until your forty or something. Also, don’t hang out with a lot of those kids from your class because most of them are a bunch of assholes. I know most of the older kids you hang out with and they are pretty cool. They have a lot of fun, but don’t cause too much trouble. That’s what you need to do.”
“You’d fuckin do that, I mean talk to my mom?” He asked me skeptically.
“Hell yeah little squirt. Haven’t I always looked after you? Your mom trusts me, but it is only because I earned her trust. I mean hell, Donavan and I got into trouble at times too, what red blooded American teenager doesn’t, but it wasn’t ever anything major. Your mom will know you will get into some trouble, she won’t like it, but she will accept it as long as you really don’t do anything major. So if you get ready to do something stupid, and I mean something really stupid with the little voice in the back of your head saying no, then you better not. I’ll talk to her, but don’t ever make me regret it or I’ll lower the boom on you like a ton of bricks…deal?” I asked glancing his way for a moment seeing the excited expression on his features.
“Deal,” Gabe agreed quickly. “This is so fucking cool. This is going to be the best day and night ever.”
I smiled at his excitement. I knew he was on cloud nine now since he didn’t feel that yoke around his neck constantly holding him back. For the next day or two he could finally taste a bit of freedom and be more himself.
Changing subjects I brought it to something he really enjoyed. “Hey, I hear you’ve been kicking up dirt over by the motocross track.” I complimented.
“Where’d you hear that?” He asked, surprised I knew about it.
“Your brother told me. He said you were pretty good too all things considered.”
“My brother told you and said that?” He asked a bit stunned.
“Yeah, don’t look so fuckin surprised. I told you he didn’t hate you. He also said you were better than most of the kids over there your age and even older, and they have dirt bikes they practice on all the time.”
Gabe nodded his head. “Well, it’s not like mom can afford to get me one you know, and as expensive as they are it will be several years before I can afford to buy one myself so some of my friends usually let me ride theirs when they are done practicing, and if they have time to hang a little.”
“I know it kind of sucks, but at least you guys are doing alright financially and not starving or anything. There are a lot of families out there having a lot of money problems. Things are tight for a lot of folks these days.”
We rode the rest of the way with lighthearted conversation and him chatting about his racing on the dirt tracks. His whole demeanor lit up when he talked about tearing it up with one of his buddies’ powerful bikes. By the time I turned on to our dirt and gravel road Gabe was all excited about meeting Anatoli and getting to spend the night. This would be the first time away from his mother’s stern scrutiny, and he planned on making every moment count.
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End of Chapter Seven
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EXCERPT OPENING
“I luv you more…‘little Other Brother,’ so very…very much.” I replied back as we remained like this all cuddled together for a while longer enjoying each other’s embrace before Anatoli leaned back shaking his head and scrunching his face.
“No ‘little Other Brother,’ simply ‘Other Brother,’ Robby. ‘Other Brother’ equal. It is being rare the finding of ‘Other Brother,’ it is being gift for you and gift for me…so must be…um…treasured…yes.” He explained with me blushing not intending to have insulted the boy.
“Sorry Anatoli…I didn’t mean anything by it…just trying to understand it more…you know…wrap my mind around it.” I tried to clarify, the younger boy chuckling and shaking his head.
“No wrap mind around,” he giggled poking his finger on my forehead for emphasis. “Only wrap heart around…then all clear, yes.” He explained placing the palm of his hand affectionately across my chest.
Nodding my head I exhaled softy and smiled fondly at the boy because he was simply adorably sweet and indeed a treasure. “Yes…I feel it.” I admitted my response pleasing the boy as he once more hugged me.
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There was a new routine on the ranch now as Anatoli dropped by every day in the morning and helped out Robby for the last hour or two of his tasks, which the older boy really seemed to appreciate. Robby always got up really early in the morning, and by the time Anatoli arrived after doing his own chores most of the work day was already done with it getting too hot to do any more. Robby didn’t mind though and when Anatoli did arrive he really put in a good effort towards his tasks.
The boys would then spend the rest of the day riding around on the ATV’s, playing video games, and hanging around the pool. Anatoli had gotten into the routine of bringing a small bag with him for a change of clothing along with his bathing suit for swimming. Robby thought the younger boy looked so adorably cute in those little brightly colored Speedo style bathing suits. The petite outfit really accentuated the smaller boy’s beautiful body.
One day while they were lounging around the pool relaxing he caught the smaller boy sitting under the cool shade from one of the larger trees looking off in the distance. It was one of those serene moments where the younger boy seemed to be in his own thoughts which lasted for the longest of times. Robby loved to doodle around in a sketchpad and was currently engrossed in a project with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth in concentration when he noticed Anatoli’s peaceful daydream like countenance. This was such a special moment so he had set aside the pad and picked up his digital camera snapping off a few pictures. He had become accustomed to having his camera handy any more and this moment was too good to pass up as he took several pictures ranging from a wider angle to zooming in closer for sharp details of the younger boy. He sighed deeply because it was obvious his friend was enjoying the peaceful moment.
Taking a look at the screen on his camera it showed Anatoli wearing his red Speedo leaning against a tree looking off in the distance of Robby’s range land with forested covered hills. The boy’s right leg was curled up beneath his left leg, and there was a towel draped over a part of his shoulders leaving most of him completely exposed as the material fluttered outwards in the gentle breeze. His left knee was bent up which made for an open style of sitting position and cunningly exposed his crotch area. The towel draped over the back of his shoulders and fluttering lazily in the breeze along the side of his body gave a sense of being covered yet still completely open and exposed. You could see the fine details of his chest and stomach with the natural creases of the skin from being in a sitting position and the tautness of his stomach’s slight abdominal muscles. Even though the boy’s arms and legs were fairly smooth and hairless you could just make out the sparse few fine light colored filaments as the angle of the lighting caught them just right making them shine and glitter.
This was such a serene moment and it was too much of an opportunity for Robby to pass up so he set aside the camera and picked up his pad scrunching his face and studying the boy carefully. After several long moments he leaned over the large blank paper and with great effort began sketching the younger boy in his current position. Both boys sat there for the longest time in silence with the teen drawing the younger boy and Anatoli in his own world of thoughts. Finally the blond boy stirred and glanced over towards the older boy getting up and walking over to see what he had been up to. When he saw the sketch of him sitting under the tree he smiled and thought it was really nicely done. Robby showed him the pictures he had taken saying he would try to finish it up later from those. Anatoli loved the photographs and made the older boy promise to email them to him.
Focusing back on the sketch Anatoli thought his older friend had a lot of talent suggesting Robby take some art lessons to hone his skills. He told the older boy about his grandfather who was a successful artist back home. He explained how every year during the summer months they’d spend several weeks together at these resorts where his grandfather would work and paint. He was a very well known and respected artist and had even done several paintings of Anatoli over the years.
During the past several weeks it was simple things like this which had slowly changed Robby’s normal routine. Over the years he had become accustomed to being alone for the most part around the ranch. Sure every once in a while some of his friends would pop by or he would head into the small town of Swedeville twenty minutes away for fun with some of them, but around the ranch he was usually all alone as he worked the land.
This had all changed now with Anatoli hanging around. For the first time Robby realized how lonely he had really been over the years. He felt empty and alone when Anatoli left for the evening, and couldn’t wait for his friend to show up in the morning. The two boys had grown so close to one another they had become almost inseparable. Also, a couple times a week both Robby and his father would find themselves either over at Anatoli’s house for supper with Anna and her son, or vice versa with Anatoli and his mother over at their house. The two families were finding themselves enjoying each other’s company more and more.
There were also major changes for Anatoli. Some were routine things like getting cable installed and the internet. His mother had purchased a refurbished computer for him to use so now he could email his friends back home. Those were the tangible things that happened around the house. There were also subtle changes as well.
The younger boy had discovered a new found freedom for himself along with more privacy. His mother seemed to have changed giving him more freedom to do things on his own, and even gave him more responsible tasks around the house and ranch now that he was learning how to do things at the Stanton’s spread. Anatoli had also noticed how when he closed his bedroom door his mother would leave him alone, very seldom disturbing him and then first knocking to ask for permission before coming in. Then there was the issue of the bathroom where she never bothered him at all when he was inside with the door shut. This made him feel more secure and not so nervous about being caught in an uncompromising manner. In his opinion this truly was a good thing because lately his little boy penis had a mind of its own.
It was as if his petite two inch shaft would expand to its full two and a half inch length at the drop of a hat and for no real reason. It would harden to press up against the constricting fabric of his clothing at the most unusual times and right out of the blue even when he was totally alone. It happened every night now when he lay snuggled under his covers after his mother left and closed the door behind her. He would find himself reaching down between his legs and gently massaging his stiff nail and his deep purplish colored bullet. Most nights he ended up falling asleep with his playstation in hand, but sometimes he would start to get those tingling peeing sensations so would have to stop. He would then roll over on his side before finally drifting off to sleep.
In the morning he would peek out his door and hurry over to the bathroom to relieve the pressure against his bladder feeling his hardness slowly deflate as the urine gushed from his small slit hole at the tip of his penis. He started to check himself out more closely in the mirror as well knowing one day his body would start to go through those changes everyone always talked about. Until recently he never paid much attention to such things. He knew a little bit about puberty from what his parents had told him and also through what he had heard some of the older boys talking about at his old school. Many of them bragged about how big their peckers had grown and the amount of hair they had down there.
He liked how he looked, but also wished he had a bigger penis trying to imagine what he would look like with hair down there. He knew Robby appreciated how his body looked as well because the older boy would constantly gaze at him and stare at his crotch smiling appreciatively when he had one of those boners. Anatoli didn’t mind and even felt proud when the older boy gawked at him. Anatoli also liked how the older boy looked; especially, when he was naked. Robby never seemed to mind it when Anatoli looked at him when he got undressed and was completely nude.
He kind of felt guilty sometimes about seeing the older boy naked when he himself had never been completely unclothed or uncovered in front of the older boy. There were times when he wanted to strip off all his clothes so he could show off his naked body to Robby, but for some reason he never could follow through with it no matter how badly he wanted to. There was the one time when he had taken everything off to go take a shower, but he did hold some clothes over the front of him making sure his small kit had been completely covered. It had felt really naughty and exciting, but he had also been very nervous about it barely able to contain his excitement of at least showing off his naked butt to the older boy. He had almost died of embarrassment with showing off this much to the older boy even though he had mooned him earlier as well, but this time he was pretty much undressed. It had been kind of thrilling to do it though.
He wondered when his body would start to go through the changes of puberty. He knew Robby had a small patch of light brown hair around the base of his shaft, and also the older boy’s penis seemed to be about twice as long as his own. Anatoli had mentioned one time how large Robby’s penis seemed to be. The older boy had shrugged his shoulders saying he was a little smaller than most boys his age, but it didn’t really matter or bother him since his friends never teased him about it even telling him his body looked cool. Anatoli had to agree with the “cool” looking body part because the older boy really did look very handsome in his “birthday suit.”
The older boy still didn’t have any hair under his arm and Anatoli started to wonder if maybe the older boy had gone through puberty later than most other boys. From all the things he had heard from his parents and the kids at school, Robby should have had a thicker bush down between his legs and even hair under his arms by now. Anatoli liked how Robby’s body looked at this stage and started to wonder if maybe he wouldn’t prefer going through puberty a little later than most boys as well. Robby didn’t seem to mind about the whole puberty thing and if what he said was true about the size of his penis, didn’t seem to mind being smaller than other boys his age. He started to wonder if there was some sort of advantage to going through puberty at an older age.
Leaning back in my chair I hung up my phone. It had been about two weeks now since the fateful first day when Anatoli had entered my life changing things forever from that day on. The phone call had been from Mrs. Markowsky asking if it would be alright for Anatoli to spend the night tomorrow. There was some sort of conference going on and she wouldn’t be home until really late at night or first thing the following morning. I knew the conference she was referring to because my dad would be attending as well, but would be staying overnight for sure because he needed to attend other sessions the following day. Mrs. M didn’t need to attend those meetings the following day, but since she might be getting back extremely late at the earliest didn’t want Anatoli to be alone hoping it would be alright if he stayed overnight with me.
It was already getting dark outside as I contemplated some things I had been thinking about the last week or so. Coming to a decision I picked up the phone and dialed. There were some things I needed to talk to with Mrs. M in the morning when she dropped off Anatoli, but in the meantime I could get everything set into place.
The phone began ringing on the other end and after a few moments I heard the receiver being picked up. There was a lot of commotion and yelling going on at the other end of the line for a moment or two before a strong female voice boomed on the other end a little forcefully as if just coming from a heated discussion.
“Hello!” rumbled the voice on the other end.
“Hello Mrs. Richardson, this is Robby. Is everything alright over there?”
“Oh hello Robby. Ah, well sort of. We are kind of going through a little bit of a calamity around here at the moment.” She huffed out loud not in the phone receiver but as if aiming her comment towards unseen individuals on the other end as she continued in a calmer voice directed towards me. “I have to work late tomorrow so need Donavan at home to watch over Gabe, but he is being stubborn saying he already has plans with Jennifer and Gabe is throwing a fit saying he can stay home by himself.”
Donavan is one of my best friends and towards the end of the school year I finally managed to get him hooked up with his first girlfriend ever. They were a perfect match, but it had been a pain in the ass getting him to finally ask her out. I loved my friend dearly and he was an all around responsible nice kind of guy, but he was the shy type; especially, where sex was concerned being a bit uptight about it. Don’t ask me how, but we did mess around sexually a bit with each other when we were younger. I think he only did sexual things back then because at the time his hormones had taken over all of his other sensibilities.
Donavan’s younger brother Gabe was twelve years old, and a pretty popular kid at school despite having a strict mother and never able to interact so much with his friends. He was into sports and the total opposite of his brother being more easy and outgoing around others. Being total opposites with his brother there always seemed to be some sort of friction between the two of them.
Donavan’s mom was the really strict kind of parent, but I figured this was because the father was no longer in the picture and she had to try making ends meet. For the most part this normally wasn’t an issue with Donavan because he was pretty conservative when it came to going out and having fun. I haven’t seen much of him lately since he’s gotten together with his girlfriend, but I didn’t mind wanting to give him some space.
I figured Gabe here in the near future would be the one having more clashes with his mother. She expected her kids to be home for dinner every night no exceptions, there was no going out on weekdays even during summer vacation, and if they did go out on the weekend they had to be home by nine in the evening for Donavan and seven for Gabe which was really strict. Sometimes she’d bend the rules for Donavan; especially, lately because of his girlfriend and all. She also restricted their television time and how much video games they were allowed to play. With Gabe being pretty popular with his classmates and as he got older he wouldn’t be able to accept how tight those reins were going to be around his neck. I shook my head sadly feeling bad for the kid.
Mrs. Richardson was still chattering away on the other end. “I’m about ready to wring both of their necks and if Donavan isn’t careful he won’t be seeing that girlfriend of his for a year,” she shouted out loud in what I could only imagine was the direction of Donavan’s room as she continued. “At first I was happy he had a girlfriend. I was actually starting to get worried about him, if you know what I mean, but now I am wondering if she’s a bad influence on him.” She paused for a breath of air which gave me the opportunity to interject.
“C’mon Mrs. Richardson it’s not all bad. Let’s face it Jennifer is the best thing that could have ever happened to him. She would be the first person to cancel their date if she knew he needed to stay home and you know it. Also, I think I might be able to help you out with your dilemma.”
I heard her sigh on the other end and could picture her nodding her agreement about Jennifer. “Really, you know how to get us out of this little mess before you hear on the news how a single mother had wrung her children’s neck for disobedience? No jury in the world would convict me for sure,” she shouted loudly again towards her boys.
I could hear little Gabe shouting back for her to give it a rest already because she would never lay a finger on them. He was right about that because in all my years I had never once seen Mrs. Richardson raise her hand towards her children as a form of punishment. She didn’t need to since she was very ingenious with her punishments. Well I guess I can’t really say she never raises her hand to them because every once in a while the woman does give them one of those little smacks on the back of the head kind of thing. You know the type of cuffs not done hard to hurt anyone, but rather to get one of those ‘hey!’ type of reactions out of her boys.
“Yeah,” I said on the other end to get her attention back. “Well, you’ve probably heard about old man Markovich’s niece and grand-nephew moving into the old place.” I managed to divert her attention back to me hearing her comment in the affirmative. “Well, the boy, Anatoli, has been coming around here a lot and we’ve been working the ranch together. He’s been a pretty big help. Anyway, his mom will be attending one of those hospital conference thingies so will be gone until really late at the hospital tomorrow and had asked if her son could spend the night over here. He’s not much younger than Gabe so I thought it might be cool if he could spend the night as well so Anatoli can get to know a kid around his own age. I know Gabe is pretty popular at school so figured it would be nice for Anatoli once school started again to have a friend or two. You know how tough it can be for a kid to start school all alone without knowing anybody.”
Mrs. Richardson had been listening to what I was saying on the other end. I could tell she was mulling over the idea in her mind. She never allowed Donavan to sleep over at anyone’s house, but she had made exceptions when it was over at my place. I was his best friend and even though she was very strict she also knew it was good for him to have a little freedom every once in a while. I imagine it was the same for Gabe.
“I don’t know Robby. I mean Gabe’s never had a sleepover with anyone before.”
“You’re kidding. He’s never had a sleepover at one of his friend’s places. I mean he’s one of the most popular kids in school. How can he not have had a sleepover invite before.”
“Oh no, he’s had plenty of invites, but let’s face it most of those kids in his class are a bunch of hoodlums. At least with Donavan, like you, most of his friends his age are really good kids. Sure some of them get into little mischievous things, but not like hoodlums.”
As I thought about it I had to agree with Mrs. Richardson. I knew most of the kids in Gabe’s age group at his school and they really were a bunch of ruffians. It would appear as if all the thugs in our parts were born at the same time. Funny how those kinds of things work out. Anatoli would probably be in one grade lower, and thank goodness most of those kids in his age group were pretty good little kids. I knew there was a little age crossover between older and younger kids playing together. I’ve seen Gabe doing just that with him sometimes playing with older kids and at other times the younger ones. Since he was so popular it wasn’t difficult for him to make this kind of transition, which helped to keep him away from the bad influences of some of the kids his own age.
“Well, maybe it’s time he had one Mrs. Richardson. Donavan’s been over to my place plenty of times for a sleepover, and I’ll be there to watch over Gabe. I think he will like Anatoli. The kid is really down to earth and has a good work ethic. He’s really pitched in around here and has been a big help. I was planning on taking the time off from chores and simply having some fun time as a way of showing my appreciation. I figured we’d do a little riding on the ranch, get some pool time in to cool off, and then have a BBQ. It’s just I was thinking it would be nice for Anatoli to have someone around his own age to play with tomorrow.”
I heard Mrs. Richardson sigh heavily on the other end, “If it were anyone else other than you Robby I’d say no, but this is getting me out of a little jamb, and it is helping Donavan so he can keep his date. Besides, maybe it is time for Gabe to have his first sleepover. I think it is also for a good cause because of the new boy.”
Suddenly, I could hear Gabe’s voice in the background whoop in delight. “That’s so awesome,” he said. “Thanks sooooo much Robby,” I heard him shout into the receiver followed with Donavan chiming in, “geeze don’t be such a dweeb you moron,” along with the distinct thumping sound as if someone had been punched.
That was quickly followed by Gabe’s protesting voice, “ouch, that hurt.”
I could tell Mrs. Richardson was about ready to launch into Donavan so I spoke up real quick. First because I didn’t want things to escalate and possibly sabotage me picking up Gabe tomorrow, and secondly because I was really pissed at Donavan at the moment. There was no call for him to be such a jerk.
“Put that shit of a friend of mine on the phone,” I told Mrs. Richardson. She could tell I was really mad because I never cussed around her or any adults except when it was absolutely necessary.
“You bet sweetie.” She chirped happy to have me talk some sense into her eldest boy. “Hey Donavan, phone!” I heard her shout since he must have scooted off before I detected a shuffling sound like the phone being handed off to a different person.
Then I heard Donavan’s huffy voice, “What!” he exploded a little irritably.
“Hey, don’t be a little shit. Don’t forget I just got you out of a jamb, and don’t you deny it. You know you would have been grounded forever if you disobeyed her. You may act all tough and shit, but I know you Donavan, and don’t you ever forget it. There’s no call in treating your little brother that way.”
“Whatever,” he replied. “You’ve no idea what a hassle he’s been lately.”
“Geeze, he’s only twelve for pete’s sake so cut him some slack. You were probably more of a creep back then than he ever is today.”
“Maybe,” he conceded. “It’s just that…I don’t know. He’s gotten way weird and the other day…,” he trailed off.
“The other day, what?” I asked him.
“Never mind,” he sighed.
I knew he wouldn’t say anything more about the matter. He was very shy about things, and right now there were too many prying ears around the place for him to talk about whatever was bothering him. I knew it would have to wait until the two of us were alone. He was always able to talk to me about things he could never talk to anyone else about including his mom.
“Well, I know you’ve been busy and all with Jennifer so wanted to give you some space…you know. But maybe we can find some time to hang out or something sometime, you know…in-between when you have time.”
“Yeah, sounds good,” he replied neutrally.
“Anyway, put your brother on for a minute.”
“Hey Gabe, it’s for you. Sorry…you know for earlier.” I heard him say as he handed over the phone.
“Sure, no worries,” responded Gabe sounding a little shocked his older brother had actually apologized.
“Hey squirt,” I greeted the younger boy. “I just wanted to chat real quickly about tomorrow. You’ll need to bring some changes of clothing and your bathing suit. I’m sure you’ve heard about the new kid, Anatoli? Anyway, I plan on just having some fun time for all of us. I figured some riding around hitting some of the trails on the ranch, and then getting cooled off in the pool, and a nice BBQ feast. After that whatever other trouble we can find. How’s that sound?”
“Man it sounds like a blast.” Gabe blurted out excitedly on the other end.
“Listen, Anatoli’s a pretty cool kid, but he’s from a different country and is trying to fit in over here so have a little patience with him. His English is pretty good all things considering. It’s broken English, but I think you will be able to understand him well enough. Try to be understanding, and don’t tease or laugh at him unless it is in a playful manner. You know what I mean. Believe me he’s got a good sense of humor, and if you aren’t careful he will one up you when your guard is down. So joking around is fine, but just don’t make fun of him in a mean spirited sort of way, alright.”
“Wow, he sounds pretty cool and I can’t wait to meet him. Don’t worry I won’t tease him or anything.”
We talked a little more, and then I made the arrangements with his mom to pick him up early in the morning with my truck. This was ranch country so most kids in these back country areas could drive a truck well before they even learned to ride their bicycles. It was one of those necessary types of things on family run ranches way in the boondocks. The law around here sort of looked the other way because they understood this was just the way it is so long as it’s discreet. Even though they tended to look the other way it was still better not to push things so picking up Gabe earlier in the morning before most people were up and about seemed best.
I hung up the phone and dialed another number. “Hey Lisa this is Robby.”
I heard a little pause, and then Lisa recognized who I was and said, “Hi Robby. Geeze it seems like a long time since I’ve heard from you. Did you want to talk to mom?”
“Yeah in a minute, but I first wanted to talk to you.”
Lisa’s mom was in the same car as my mom the day the truck ran into them. The accident killed my mom injuring Lisa’s mother really bad in the process and basically crippling her. The disaster had left my mom’s friend with a permanent limp and constant pain. Lisa’s mom was a wonderful lady with such a big kind heart, and never complained about her injury or pain. It was bad enough though since the catastrophe left her so she couldn’t work. There were four kids in the family and her husband was a hard worker, but it was still difficult to make ends meet; especially, since she could no longer work.
Lisa was the oldest and went to the community college. She tutored kids to help pay for tuition, and was studying to be a teacher. Her whole life she had always dreamed of becoming a teacher. She was an excellent tutor for the kids around here, but there was never enough work for her.
I heard Lisa pause a moment on the other end. I knew her and we were family friends, but it wasn’t as if we were like same age type of friends. She was way older than me so she was kind of wondering why I would want to talk to her.
“Alright…is there something in particular you want to talk about,” she asked a little hesitantly.
“Yeah, I think I’m going to need your help with someone. This kid needs a tutor, but I think it will be different from what you are used to.”
I told her about Anatoli and how he needs help with speaking, reading, and writing English. He was smart as a whip, getting good grades back home, but if he wanted to go to school here in the same grade as his age group he would need assistance in this area. I explained everything to her so she had an idea of what she would be getting into.
“I don’t know Robby, it sort of sounds out of my league.” She finally told me.
“Hey, I think with your contacts back at the Community College you should be able to set up a curriculum for him. Let’s just get started and see where it leads. Now I can’t pay you in money, but I am going to be doing some butchering again this year on our herd of cattle. What I propose is to give you a whole side of beef this year from the biggest carcass, and another side of beef next year. This way you can have enough fresh beef for the entire family to last two whole years.”
I knew the meat she would be receiving was worth way more than the tutoring work she’d be doing, but in a way I wanted to try helping out her family without it coming across as some sort of handout. There was a long pause on the other end and I knew Lisa understood what I was offering in regards of payment would be worth way more than if she charged me outright for her going rate. The value of the meat would go way further for her family than any monetary payment could.
“Wow, that sounds really generous Robby, but I don’t know if we have the freezer space though.” She responded kind of bummed out about it.
“No problem, we have freezer space at the butcher and I’ll have him set up a section for your portion. Then you can pull out the meat you need at any one time to put into your freezer at home. Also, if there is more work involved for you than we expect, then I will work something out in a fair manner to compensate for it.”
I knew her family could really use the meat. It would really save them a lot of money at the grocery store which in turn would really help them out financially. I knew she really wanted to make this work, but feared she wouldn’t be up to the task.
“No, the deal is way more than a fair one Robby. You know how much this would mean to our family financially, but I only hope I can do justice for Anatoli. So if you’re willing to trust me, then this is one deal I can’t say no to.”
“I do trust you Lisa, I’ve always trusted your family, but I also have faith in your ability to help Anatoli.”
We worked out the details, and then she handed me off to her mother who started to cry. She thanked me for being so considerate, and she apologized for not coming over more often. We talked a long time on the phone. I really had missed seeing her over the years. When mom was alive our two families saw a lot of each other, but now with me working so much on the ranch, and them so busy themselves it was too few and far in-between us seeing each other. Dad and I had no ill will towards her family. What happened had been a tragic accident, and in no way her fault. Their family had suffered for it as well.
I was actually tired by the time I got off the phone with everyone, so I crawled in bed and lay there thinking about tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to see Anatoli even though he had just left a few hours ago. I was also excited to have Gabe come over. This would be so great for Anatoli to have another boy around to play with closer to his own age. I was tired, but couldn’t go to sleep with all the thoughts banging around inside my head.
I sighed, crawled out of bed and retrieved some jacking tools out of my closet. I lay back down on top of my bed and started pumping furiously on my solid four plus inch hardened steel drill bit. I used the hand towel shoving my hand and shaft inside of the opening. Then, I wrapped one end of the larger towel around my heavily weighted and sagging jewels laying the rest of the fabric over my stomach and chest. My mind flittered over the sleek features of Anatoli and his stiff cut willie when my hands had slowly massaged him the first night he had come over to the house. I could still clearly see him in my memories, and it didn’t take long for me to reach a climax with intense orgasmic spasms coursing through my body. I was getting used to the extreme orgasms I was having since Anatoli entered my life, and they were really starting to feel great. Lately it didn’t frighten me as much, and I had adjusted to the fierceness of it so was able to enjoy the full intensity without hurting myself anymore.
At the Markowsky residence Anatoli was also having difficulty getting to sleep. He was excited about spending the night with his closest friend in the world. He hadn’t started jacking off yet, and something like that never entered his thoughts. Instead, he climbed out of bed and fished out his new digital camera. His mother had purchased a basic inexpensive digital camera for him so he could take pictures to send to his friends and wouldn’t always have to rely on the older boy. Even though Robby was his new friend, even closer than any of his old friends, he still missed home and the friends he had known all his life. Now since his computer was set up allowing him to email and skype he was chatting with them on a regular basis so it wasn’t so bad anymore. His mother had promised to also pick up a cheap web cam soon so he would be able to video chat with them as well making things even better.
Checking to make sure his mother had closed the door to his room after she had left; he flipped on his light to check out the camera. He set it up, put it on timer, and then stepped back into place before it snapped a picture of him. He picked up his camera to check out the image, and thought he looked nice on the screen. He didn’t have a shirt on and wore only those pajama bottoms. It turned out pretty nice and really showed how flattering his features looked. Wow, is this how Robby sees me he thought to himself. An idea started to percolate in his mind, but first he put his chair up against his door just in case. He didn’t think his mother would actually come into his room, but he wanted to be sure about it.
Peeling off his pajama bottoms and underwear, so he was completely naked, Anatoli set up the camera again, turned on his timer, and got into position with it once more snapping a picture of him. He felt naughty about taking a picture of himself naked, but it was also thrilling. He ran over to his camera and looked. Wow, he thought to himself, I really look like that. It’s actually different from looking in a mirror or even a painting he thought to himself. Somehow he felt the picture made him look even sexier. He loved how flattering his sleek frame and taut stomach looked. His soft penis which drooped partially over his slightly dangling testicles really didn’t look all that small anymore seeing it from the perspective of how others would see him. In a way it appeared proportionate to his body size and he felt it was sort of perfect for a boy his size and age.
He was really excited about the new insight to himself and started snapping off several more naked pictures of himself. As he got more comfortable with the idea he started getting sexier about it until he was snapping pictures of himself with his willie completely hard. He took several angles of himself all boned up including some close up shots of his nice sexy equipment before he stopped snapping pictures.
He went to the computer and downloaded them into a folder. Once the pictures were transferred he started to scroll through them, and was floored at how wonderful he looked on the larger computer screen. He finally reached the pictures of where he had an erection and couldn’t believe how sexy it looked. The images were very sharp and clear showing a lot of details which really impressed him.
He began to wonder why he had been so self conscious about being naked in front of Robby. Why would it be a bad thing if this is what the older boy would see when he got naked? Anatoli looked at the close up image of his hard penis and slightly sagging nut sack. His penis looked smooth in the picture all stretched out and he could see the long blue vein going up the length of the shaft along with other tiny ones. His balls had those same little blue veins almost like meandering little streams branching out in different directions from the main river. The details in the images were mind blowing.
It was kind of strange how he felt about being naked in front of others. It wasn’t always like this, with him spending summers with his grandfather at one of the famous lakes where people vacationed and always walked around without clothing on. He had always enjoyed the freedom of the summer months being able to enjoy the warm sun on his naked skin. Then a couple of years back he suddenly got shy about being naked in front of others. He still enjoyed the feeling of walking outside under the warm sun as the heat lapped on his smooth skin giving him that nice buttery tone all over, but didn’t enjoy being around others without anything on. Those memories of the last summer he spent at the main resort lake with his grandfather made him blush as he tried to push them into the back of his thoughts because they were a bit embarrassing.
The following year he refused to go back to the main resort lake so his grandfather made other arrangements for them to spend time together at a private cabin on a remote lake. Without others around he was able to enjoy the lazy summer days as the sun once more licked its warmth across his bare skin. His grandfather had seen him naked all his life so he wasn’t as self conscious around him. Not even his mom had seen him that naked in the last couple of years, but with his grandfather it felt more natural for some reason. The man wasn’t a naturist or anything, but back from where they came from it wasn’t unusual to go to places where nudity was commonplace and allowed.
He changed the picture to the close up one of his flaccid worm. The large blue vein going up the shaft wasn’t as prominent, but he could still see it. Instead of standing up and pointing towards his right shoulder his shaft curled slightly over the top of his little ball sack. He could see the tiny small wrinkles along his shaft and the loose skin around the base of his mushroom shaped button, but it still had that appearance of looking soft and smooth just like he knew how it felt for real. He was completely hairless down there, but he kind of liked how it made him look sexier this way.
It was starting to get late so Anatoli turned off his computer, set aside his camera, and turned off his light before crawling into his bed without bothering to get dressed. For the first time in his life he went to bed totally naked. At first he squirmed around enjoying the sensuous stirrings the silky bed sheets created as it slid along his skin making the experience feel both exhilarating and naughty at the same time.
He snuggled up under the covers reaching down to touch his semi-soft worm and felt it squirm around in his fingers. He quivered at his naked state and the thrill it sent coursing through his tiny frame. He decided he really did like being naked in bed and also how he looked without any clothes on. He wondered if Robby would mind if he took some naked pictures of him. He would enjoy having a few shots of the boy’s trim and fit body before he started to mature even more. He loved how the older boy still looked younger, but also knew that no matter how mature the older boy’s body got it would still be very handsome and flattering. His interest was intrigued now as he started imagining his “Other Brother” with more hair around his balls and under the arms, and how the older boy would look when his penis got bigger while his balls sagged lower. He could clearly visualize it in his mind and he felt his penis, which had now become a little boy stiffie, twitch in approval at the stunning figure in his mind’s eye. With his fingers wrapped firmly around his stiff snub nosed pistol, Anatoli drifted off to sleep with the image of a more mature Robby on his mind.
The following morning Robby arrived at the Richardson house and knocked on the door. Donavan answered and started to say hello when an over enthusiastic Gabe came running over chattering away excitedly bumping into his older brother.
“What the fuck Gabe, get off,” Donavan spat out hotly shoving his little brother. It had caught the younger boy by surprise, and the jostling had been forceful, one which sent the younger boy tumbling to the ground.
“What the hell Donavan,” I reacted as I shoved passed him through the door helping Gabe back up to his feet. “Are you alright little squirt?” I asked a bit concerned and looked up just in time to see Donavan stomping away.
“Yeah, I guess,” Gabe responded rubbing the arm he had landed on when he hit the floor.
“Good then, why don’t you grab your stuff and wait for me by the truck. I’ll be right out.”
“Please don’t say anything Robby. He’s been in a pissy mood lately, and I don’t need any more hassles from him to take out on me.”
I smiled at Gabe, “don’t worry, he won’t be taking out anything on you,” I assured him.
Gabe sighed shaking his head and grabbed his bag before taking one final pleading look back at me as he stepped out the door. I watched him leave admiring his cute little body. He was wearing a pair of red skinny jeans with a blue button up shirt, blue socks that matched, and a pair of red low cut converse sneakers. He looked kind of sexy hot for a twelve year old boy as I watched him walk out the door, and it appeared like he’d grown a little taller and filled out as well even though he still had that kind of wiry look. He was about four or five inches smaller than me and probably weighed around eighty to eighty five pounds.
I turned around and entered Donavan’s room. He was sitting at his computer and didn’t bother looking up at me.
“Damn, what was that about dude?” I asked.
“What?” He responded as if nothing had happened pausing for a second before finally looking up at me.
“You know what, you little shit. What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting all weird like and fuckin mean. I don’t get you.”
“Whatever,” is all he said.
“Fine, if that’s the way you want to be. You’re my best friend and I’ll be here when you want to talk, but you better find some time soon because I don’t put up with no fuckin bullies, friend or no friend. If I hear about you laying a finger on your little brother again I’ll fuckin kick your ass and you know I will. I may be smaller than you, but you know me well, and I’ll kick your ass as sure as the fuckin sun rises in the East. I’m fuckin beginning to regret introducing you to Jennifer. If she finds out how you are around here she’ll drop you in a heartbeat, and I won’t blame her one bit.” I told him getting a glaring response from him when I mentioned Jennifer before his features turned a bit more anxious. He knew I was right about her, and if she found out how he was treating his little brother that would be the end of it between them.
Turning my back on him I left my best friend sitting there alone to fume over what I had just said and headed out to the truck. I knew it was useless to talk to him right now. He was so closed off at times, and so doggone shy that getting a word out of him was like trying to pull a wisdom tooth out of someone who refuses to open their mouth. Not only was it painful, but damn difficult. I had lit a fire under his ass though so knew he would have to talk to me here soon.
“Hey let’s go little squirt,” I said smiling cheerfully at Gabe trying to reassure him.
The younger boy got into the truck strapping himself down. The truck was an older model with those lap style seatbelts and I could see the strap pushing down across his lap, crotch, and bulge between his legs. I could tell he had filled out a little down there as well since last I seen him with his lump appearing to have become a pretty good sized one. I had never really noticed him in that way before, but he was looking pretty cute these days not to mention any more my gaze tended to automatically seek out a boy’s hidden treasure trove.
Gabe looked totally different from his older brother, and was most definitely a lot cuter than Donavan ever was at that age with light brown hair the color of chestnuts and subtle lighter highlights the shade of acorns, very pretty round steel blue grey eyes, and a slightly tanned wheatish like complexion. He had an incredibly pleasant face to look at with a very boyish smile and a petite nose that had a light dusting of freckles around the bridge barely visible yet looked so sexy on his face. During the winter months when his complexion became a little more lighter the freckles seemed a bit more pronounced yet still understated.
“So what’s got your brother’s nuts all squashed up in a vise, and don’t say his girlfriend because I know Jennifer. If she ever finds out how he’s been acting she’ll dump his ass.”
“I don’t know,” Gabe sniffled trying to stifle his tears. “I mean I can’t talk to him anymore. He never really talked about a lot of things before, but lately it’s like he’s really closed off. I mean even the littlest things I do set him off. He hates me and I don’t know why.” Gabe burst out really starting to cry now because he had been keeping his emotions all bottled up for too long now.
I almost felt like kicking myself for bringing this up the way I did. I pulled the truck over in a little more private and got out going around to the other side. I opened up Gabe’s door and embraced him to me trying to calm him down. He seemed to settle down quickly now because I was consoling him. Since he was turned at an awkward angle I decided to unbuckle his seatbelt so he could get out and breathe some fresh air. As I reached down I accidentally brushed up against his bulge and felt his pecker instinctively twitch beneath the fabric. It was a brief touch and innocent, and I was pretty sure he didn’t even notice because he was so upset.
The younger boy stepped out of the truck and then hugged me again for some support. I held him for a few moments until he was able to calm down. I stepped back put my hand under his chin forcing him to look me in the eyes while I wiped away his tears and smiled gently at him.
“Gabe, he doesn’t hate you and I could tell it is eating at him the way he’s been treating you. It will be alright, I promise, you’ll see.” I said reassuringly.
Gabe nodded his head knowing if anyone could get through to his brother it was me.
“Now, let’s take a look at you to make sure everything is in order. You’re looking pretty cool today. Damn, you look so hot in those red skinny jeans. You’re not as thin as a rail anymore and you’ve grown a bit taller too.” I nodded my head ruffling his hair. “It looks like you’ve filled out more in certain other areas as well.” I said teasingly snatching at his crotch playfully watching him dance out of my reach and giggling at my implications.
Gabe was pretty easy going with the whole typical guy friends’ sex type of teasing among one another. Donavan on the other hand was always so serious, and you could never tease around like that with him. Anything concerning sex would have him heading in the other direction. He was just too shy about that sort of stuff.
“Yeah,” he said as he thrust out his hips, grabbed his junk, and squeezed them making his package protrude out even further before pumping his hips a couple of times naughtily as only boys can do around other boys. “It seems like everything’s been happening all at once in the last couple of months.” He said smiling at me looking and sounding his old self again.
“Feel better?” I asked him.
“Yeah, it’s just I haven’t had anyone to talk to about things, you know. I mean not only about my brother, but other things too…um…you know,” he said blushing a little and dropping me a hint.
“Well…uh…yeah…I see. Um…maybe after your sleepover I’ll try to find some time to spend over at your place. Maybe I can get your brother all straightened out and who knows maybe the two of you will be able to discuss…ah…other things.”
He sighed, “I doubt he’ll talk to me about some of that cool stuff, but at least maybe you can get him in a better mood.”
I didn’t say anything for a moment and then looked at him seriously. “Listen, we’ll get it figured out one way or another, alright. Whatever you need, but just give me a little time to get things sorted out with your brother, alright?” He smiled happily at my comment feeling better about things possibly working out after all as we climbed back into the truck and headed out towards the ranch with him leaving all his worries behind and in a very perky mood once more.
It was something I enjoyed about Gabe. Growing up he always had that very enthusiastic outlook on life in general. He was always smiling and in a good mood able to shrug away the bad moments to enjoy life to the fullest.
After a few moments Gabe looked at me and asked, “Do you really think I look cool and sexy in my red skinny jeans.”
I looked at him and smirked. “Well I said you look cool and hot, not sexy, if you want to get technical about it. But, yeah, I guess you could say you look sexy in those jeans; especially, since you’ve filled out some…um…and I don’t mean…uh…you know.” I chuckled shaking my head at how he’s been changing and growing up a bit more in the last several months as I finished the rest of my thought. “Hell you are way cuter than your brother ever was at your age that’s for damn sure.”
Gabe smiled at my compliment pleased with himself. I knew he had gotten dressed up for this special event. He wanted to impress me and Anatoli. His mom never let him do anything, and I felt for the kid.
“Hey Gabe?” I said as I reached over with my right hand and patted his leg reassuringly.
“Yeah,” he asked.
“I think I’ll also have a chat with your mom.”
“What for?” he asked a little suspiciously.
“Well, you’re really a total opposite from your brother and your mom is so fuckin strict. The shit’s going to hit the fan between you and her because you are way more outgoing than your brother ever was. Hell if it hadn’t been for me he’d be cloistered up in a convent or something somewhere. You’re changing now into a teenager, and you are going to need a slacker leash than your mom ever gave your brother.”
Gabe’s jaw had totally dropped now and his eyes bugged out disbelieving what he was hearing as I continued.
“It’s going to be tough for her to do that, but when she does give you a little more freedom you need to go out and have some fun, but don’t get into a lot of trouble or she’ll regret it and lock you up for good until your forty or something. Also, don’t hang out with a lot of those kids from your class because most of them are a bunch of assholes. I know most of the older kids you hang out with and they are pretty cool. They have a lot of fun, but don’t cause too much trouble. That’s what you need to do.”
“You’d fuckin do that, I mean talk to my mom?” He asked me skeptically.
“Hell yeah little squirt. Haven’t I always looked after you? Your mom trusts me, but it is only because I earned her trust. I mean hell, Donavan and I got into trouble at times too, what red blooded American teenager doesn’t, but it wasn’t ever anything major. Your mom will know you will get into some trouble, she won’t like it, but she will accept it as long as you really don’t do anything major. So if you get ready to do something stupid, and I mean something really stupid with the little voice in the back of your head saying no, then you better not. I’ll talk to her, but don’t ever make me regret it or I’ll lower the boom on you like a ton of bricks…deal?” I asked glancing his way for a moment seeing the excited expression on his features.
“Deal,” Gabe agreed quickly. “This is so fucking cool. This is going to be the best day and night ever.”
I smiled at his excitement. I knew he was on cloud nine now since he didn’t feel that yoke around his neck constantly holding him back. For the next day or two he could finally taste a bit of freedom and be more himself.
Changing subjects I brought it to something he really enjoyed. “Hey, I hear you’ve been kicking up dirt over by the motocross track.” I complimented.
“Where’d you hear that?” He asked, surprised I knew about it.
“Your brother told me. He said you were pretty good too all things considered.”
“My brother told you and said that?” He asked a bit stunned.
“Yeah, don’t look so fuckin surprised. I told you he didn’t hate you. He also said you were better than most of the kids over there your age and even older, and they have dirt bikes they practice on all the time.”
Gabe nodded his head. “Well, it’s not like mom can afford to get me one you know, and as expensive as they are it will be several years before I can afford to buy one myself so some of my friends usually let me ride theirs when they are done practicing, and if they have time to hang a little.”
“I know it kind of sucks, but at least you guys are doing alright financially and not starving or anything. There are a lot of families out there having a lot of money problems. Things are tight for a lot of folks these days.”
We rode the rest of the way with lighthearted conversation and him chatting about his racing on the dirt tracks. His whole demeanor lit up when he talked about tearing it up with one of his buddies’ powerful bikes. By the time I turned on to our dirt and gravel road Gabe was all excited about meeting Anatoli and getting to spend the night. This would be the first time away from his mother’s stern scrutiny, and he planned on making every moment count.
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End of Chapter Seven
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