The Other Brother
Chapter 14
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EXCERPT OPENING
The boy looked so peaceful and content in my arms, but I knew he’d sleep much better all stretched out under the covers. So I gently shook the boy awake encouraging him to crawl over to the rest of the boys sleeping under the blankets. Dane was so out of it having just slipped to sleep I don’t really think he was aware of his surroundings as I guided him to a spot next to Gabe and where I was sleeping. Covering him up with the blanket I looked down into his peaceful features and couldn’t resist as I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. To my surprise he returned my kiss just as gently sighing contentedly and opening his eyes.
“Thanks…that was nice.” He whispered softly a small little smirk appearing on his lips before he closed his eyes and slipped back to sleep.
Grinning puckishly because the kiss really had been nice, I crawled to the fireplace turning it off and immediately felt the heat dissipate before snuggling up next to my little companion. He felt soft and warm up against my body as he shifted in his sleep leaning back into me and opening up his legs slightly as if begging for my hands. Chuckling I wriggled my fingers beneath his waist band wrapping them around his soft sweaty and fleshy two inch little worm feeling it slowly come back to life and stiffen up before fading off to sleep as well.
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The days, weeks, and even months slowly ticked by as the heat at the height of mid-summer finally gave way to a bit more tolerable weather. It was still hot and plenty of summer left, but school was knocking on the door. The roundup and tagging went off without a hitch, and both Anatoli and Dane were working very well together as their friendship blossomed. Even Gabe had come by to help out on a few days to earn a bit of extra money. I kept them busy during the roundup in support roles to a few of the other more experienced hired hands who really took the boys under their wings and taught them a little bit about the ins and outs of cowboying. With the three boys in capable hands I gathered together another small group of seasoned veterans as we took to horse rounding up the herd. My mare Amber was all giddy and anxious to get to work once more as I put her through the paces. It had reminded me how I needed to take her out more often, which I did throughout the rest of the summer and into fall.
In addition to doing the tagging we also separated out some of the herd so they could be sold at the auction while I also selected a few of the eighteen to twenty two month olds to be harvested and stored in our freezers. Some of the meat I had promised as payments to a few people so made sure to get that set up as well. It was life as usual at the ranch, but my days were not as lonely anymore since Anatoli and Dane were working alongside me day in and day out with Gabe joining us in-between fairly often as well. Some days it was all three of us working together and some days just Dane and myself in the mornings with Anatoli coming after his tutoring sessions. Then one day a week I was all alone in the morning because Dane went with his mom to visit his dad in the hospital and Anatoli had his tutoring so came afterwards towards the afternoon.
Those hospital visits were tough on the thirteen year old boy seeing his father in pain and all bandaged up, but he was missing his dad so always looked forward to them. His dad made steady progress and would be coming home before too long. The man still had more surgeries and therapies ahead, but at least he would be getting around well enough before too long which was good news for Dane.
As for Anatoli, the younger boy still took his trips into town for his tutoring sessions and I had noticed a remarkable change in his communication skills. Other than his accent he was literally speaking almost perfectly and I was also told his writing skills had improved tremendously. Lisa assured me Anatoli would be ready by the time school started and would be giving the boy his test on behalf of the school since Anatoli was now completely comfortable with her tutoring him. She had already been giving him mock tests so he wouldn’t get nervous when it actually came time to take the exams.
Lisa thought it would be best to give the younger boy the real test without him knowing he was taking the actual one. It was a bit of a trick, but she noticed he tended to get very nervous every time the topic of the real test came up because there was so much at stake. So with the school’s permission she had been providing him with preparatory mock tests which were similar to the actual one he was receiving, and then at one point he would be handed the real one without him even knowing.
A few days after our round-up Anatoli had called us up to say a truck had arrived with many of their things from the old country. When he and his mom first arrived they only had what they could carry in their suitcases with their things being shipped over in large crates by ship. It took almost a month, but most of their stuff from home had finally arrived. Of course not everything was sent over since Anatoli’s father was still there, but most essentials, and many of Anatoli’s things, had been sent. I immediately dropped everything I was doing and went over to help them get things moved into their home. Even Dane and Gabe volunteered with Donavan joining us as well. With so much help it didn’t take long for us to get the Markowsky’s things put into their home.
There were several items they stored away for later in the small extra bedroom since there wasn’t any room at the moment with Mrs. Markowsky looking around and thinking matters through. She said they had more space here than at their old place, but with all the furnishing and many other essential items already in place from her uncle there were several things which they now had double. I suggested they sort through everything and have a garage sale one weekend to sell anything they didn’t need so they could make a bit of extra money, which she thought was a fantastic idea. It would also be another way for her to meet some of the other neighbors. It was a small community, but with her hectic work schedule there still were people she hadn’t met from town.
There were several large crates which we didn’t bother opening up as well and when I asked about them Anatoli said they were paintings. When I looked around at the rectangular shaped wooden containers I figured there had to be several paintings in each one which seemed like a lot of artwork to me. Furrowing my brows in confusion I tried to figure out where in the house they could hang so many different paintings because by the looks of the crates there had to be some pretty large sized ones in them. Mrs. Markowsky noticed my look and chuckled shaking her head letting me know many of the paintings were merely family ones her Grandfather had painted for them over the years. She added since he was fairly famous in their region they most assuredly were very valuable, but they were more sentimental and painted for the family as gifts.
Anatoli had told me about his grandfather during some of our conversations and how he was a respected artist back home so it made sense to me they would have so many paintings. The younger boy had encouraged me to pursue my passion with drawing and I had gone into town enrolling in the local artists’ classes and have noticed an improvement in my own works. The sessions were only once a week, but the elderly man had a wealth of knowledge and a tremendous amount of patience as he guided a small handful of us encouragingly. I found myself enjoying some of my personal quiet moments as I sketched in my pad honing my skills and even trying my hand at a bit of oil painting. I still had a long way to go, but felt some day I’d actually be a decent painter. For me it was more about taking the time away from my hectic work days. I took time off and played with my friends, but painting was very therapeutic for me, and a way to calm down and be reflective letting my mind wander.
We were extremely busy with getting things squared away in the Markowsky’s home so I had looked at the crates longingly before helping to set them off to the side. Hopefully one day I would be able to sit down and look at what must be some wonderful pieces by an accomplished artist. When I mentioned this Anatoli had nodded his head promising we would do just this, but not now since there was still so much to do. His assurance made me happy as we got back to work.
As the summer days wore on I found myself appreciating the balance I had created in my life. There was work, play, and even some down time as I enjoyed the company of my friends while also relishing those private moments as well. I adored Anatoli and we had formed an even tighter bond, but the thirteen year old boy on the other hand had been such a blessing for me as well. I loved having Anatoli by my side working the ranch, but it was also nice to have someone a little older and closer to my age who I could relate to much better with other things. Of course many of my friends dropped by from time to time, but I found myself enjoying the thirteen year old boy’s company more and more.
Even though Dane was younger than me I found out we had a lot in common. He loved the outdoors doing a lot of camping, fishing and hunting with his dad. He loved hunting with a rifle and even used to go often to the rifle range doing target practice while I not only loved to hunt with a rifle but also a bow. Of course I loved being outdoors as well; going camping and fishing even though it had been a while since I’ve done those types of things. However, as our friendship grew and blossomed Dane and I managed to find some time in-between where I took him to some of my favorite spots on the ranch so we could unwind and relax overnight in a tent. It was during those times alone with him where we really began to bond and form a tight friendship few people ever find.
Since he loved hunting and marksmanship practicing we got permission from his mother to do some target shooting. At first his mom had been very leery about us going out alone, but after I explained to her how I always packed my rifle with me on the ATV or when riding Amber when out working on the range it sort of sunk in for her this was just all part of the ranching lifestyle. It was precarious at times to work out on one’s property without carrying a weapon for protection because there was plenty of wildlife out there in the middle of nowhere which could make things dangerous. We had moved and secured most of his family’s belongings into the barn so after getting permission we found his rifle locked up in their gun safe and took it out for some target shooting.
Dane of course had always noticed my gun rack mounted on the ATV, but had never asked what kind of rifle I owned since I had always kept it protectively covered up. So when we went shooting he was mesmerized with my 30-30 caliber Winchester Model 94 Short Rifle with scope. He immediately fell in love with it so I allowed him to get some target practice in with my Winchester, and he was simply amazed at how well it handled. I thought he had a really nice rifle and scope too with his .243 Winchester caliber Savage Youth Model 10GYXP3. I even let him try out my PSE Brute bow. He had about the same draw length as me, but he wasn’t used to the stringent poundage draw my bow was set to since I was used to it. He did enjoy it though as well saying it would definitely be something he could get into.
Being so close to the boy began to make me horny all the time. Every opportunity I got I was manhandling my stiff sleek erection trying to appease it and get it to settle down a bit. These days it seemed to be drooling all the time. Dane continued to be shy about his body and even though there was a little friendly flirting going on between the two of us it never went any further. I cared too much about the thirteen year old boy to make him feel uncomfortable about his body. It was strange, but out of all the boys I never managed to get a sneak peek of what he had between his legs making me wonder if I had lost out on my one opportunity the first time he had spent the night over at my place. Even though he spent plenty of nights over at the ranch house the younger teen was always careful not to expose himself in any way, which included when we went swimming in the pool. He always wore those stiff flimsy cargo style swimming trunks making it difficult to determine exactly what he had down there. He was driving me crazy, and as time went on I was discovering how just like his cousin, Crystal, the boy was nothing short of being stunningly beautiful in all those subtle ways.
Most people didn’t see the kind of natural beauty the way I did, but I began to notice how other boys my age were now beginning to realize just how beautiful Crystal was as well. She confided in me how several boys were beginning to come around asking her out on dates. She was intrigued, but none of them really interested her at the moment. The only saving grace for my sexual needs though was her visits once a week in the morning when Anatoli was at the tutors and Dane was visiting his father. She would come over and I had to admit the sex between the two of us became wickedly awesome. I couldn’t believe how satisfying it was to hold her in my arms while the two of us went at it lustfully like two wild animals. The sex was very intense, and gratifying, and to my surprise I managed to provide her with an orgasm each and every time.
For a while I had worried over our first sexual interaction that one evening where we had both lost our virginity to one another. Even though she had assured me her cycle wasn’t at the right time and had taken the morning after pill it still didn’t mean the thing worked. I understood those sorts of things weren’t one hundred percent effective and you never knew for certain about a woman’s cycle either. Things simply happened sometimes. To my relief though, my unprotected first time with her didn’t result in an accident.
Once we decided to become intimate with one another in that sort of fashion Crystal had a visit with her doctor back in the city. Since we lived in a state where an underage girl could give consent for contraceptives she had consulted with her doctor and had made arrangements in this regard. She didn’t go into any details with me about what option she had selected because it was a private issue between her and the doctor, but assured me the two of us didn’t need to worry about having unprotected sex together in regards to pregnancy. This opened the door for us to allow things to happen in a more natural kind of way, which we enjoyed tremendously as our intimacy evolved for a while.
As time went on we both realized what the two of us had was more about sex than anything else, and I began to feel guilty about it at times. Still it didn’t stop us from doing what typical teenagers lusted after and managed to do in one way or another. The sex was simply too good and incredible, the two of us enjoying it because the intimacy offered us both a sense of release. Of course we talked about it and like me she had admitted how even though she cared about me, for her it was more about the pleasure I provided her.
Even Gabe seemed to have finally found some sexual relief for himself. With his mom easing up her restrictions on him he was finally able to get out more often and hang around with some of his school buddies. He mostly hung around other kids slightly older than him because many of the kids in his age group were simply a bunch of hooligans and up to no good. He had confided in me how he now had two friends who were not quite a year older, but were sort of fooling around together in a sexual way with him. He said it was such a relief to finally have someone who could help him out with some of his boy needs and where he could do the same for them. He of course moaned about the two of us, but I held fast despite my own rising sexual tensions. Sometimes I looked at Gabe and wondered what it would be like to shove my sleek drooling four inch spike way up inside of his warm chasm. During those times it took all of my willpower not to rip his clothes off sometimes when we were completely alone.
Then one day to my utter surprise he called me up out of the blue and whispered how he was no longer a virgin. Of course he didn’t tell me who it was, or the intimate details, other than the girl was one of the most popular chicks in his school. It had happened by accident, but he recounted to me in general terms how it had all transpired. I was extremely happy for him as he told me just how right I had been about the way it feels.
“It’s a million time better than someone else giving you a blowjob,” he had insisted making me chuckle knowingly. In the end though he admitted he really didn’t have any other feelings for the girl though, but sure wouldn’t mind it happening again. He said she seemed to have enjoyed it as well because she had called him up again wondering if they could get together some time.
It was a happy occasion for Gabe so I had let him enjoy the moment, but asked if he could come over the following day. Now that he was sexually active with girls I needed to have another talk with him. Of course when he came over and we sat down together he immediately became alarmed when I talked to him about girls getting pregnant and also about sexually transmitted diseases. Naturally, he had known about these things in a general kind of way, but hadn’t really thought about it.
I tried to explain how he needed to be more careful since he was now able to ejaculate. He confided in me that he was still only able to barely squeeze out a drop so hadn’t thought he was able to get anyone pregnant. When I assured him this is all what it took he began to panic. I tried to calm him down saying the odds right now are so minor because over ninety percent of the time boys who begin to first ejaculate do not have semen with sperm. Of the few boys who first begin to ejaculate and have sperm over ninety seven percent of those little buggers lack motion with the other three percent having abnormal mobility. It meant at this stage of Gabe’s development it was highly improbable he’d get a girl pregnant, but I did warn him though anything is possible so from now on he needs to be very careful.
When I handed him some condoms my dad always kept on hand for me and other kids who were his patients, he looked at me quizzically. He knew what they were, but didn’t know how to actually use one properly. Sighing I had him pull down his shorts and sizing him up realized not much had changed for him so selected one I thought would fit the best. He was still a bit young and kind of small for most condoms, but I slipped one on over his extremely hard erection with him immediately getting an orgasm because I was touching him. Damn it had been so sexy hot touching him like that again and seeing him immediately explode.
Sighing I cleaned up the one or two little droplets of spunk with the younger boy giggling mischievously saying he couldn’t help himself because he still loved how it felt when I touched him. My own erection was twitching around wildly in my shorts because he was still sexy as ever between his legs making me yearn to have a bit of action with the boy. My thoughts were always shifting to what it would be like to fuck that sexy boy outright, but guilt would wash over me for such naughty feelings over my best friend’s little brother, which thankfully in turn effectively squashed any such actions.
After he settled down I showed him how a condom worked making sure he finally understood how to slip one on. I also pointed out he should leave a little extra at the tip so it could capture his cum and not go squirting out along the edges creating a mess and still possibly getting a girl pregnant if the two of them were still going at it. He giggled about this tidbit of information and reminded me he was only eking out a little droplet, but I told him soon enough that would begin to change.
While Gabe worked on the ranch from time to time it wasn’t the only way he earned a bit of money. Over the course of the summer he had entered several Motocross events placing or even winning in several prize money events. He was beginning to make a name for himself, but the interesting part is how his older brother Donavan was supporting and being there for his younger brother. My friend was actually going to all of Gabe’s competitions and helping his little brother with any repairs and such on the motorcycle to keep it in top working order. He had always been there for me when I was racing, and now he was there as part of Gabe’s crew even giving out helpful racing advice. Even I got roped into getting involved as Donavan and I worked side by side at these competitions helping the younger boy get through the races and even win several of them. A big chunk of the winnings ended up going right back into the bike, but he managed to make enough so he could set plenty aside as well.
Throughout the hot summer months, life simply went on at the ranch with it turning out to be one of my best ones yet since the loss of my mom and then a few years later my brother. It felt like my life was once more truly back on track for the first time in a long while. Even though we worked hard I made sure there was plenty of down time and play for us all. It wasn’t unusual for me to invite several of my friends over for a pizza and pool party. Most of the time it was just Anatoli, Dane, Gabe and myself, with Donavan coming over sometimes as well, but at other times it included my other friends. When it became more than a few of us I always made sure my dad was around because I knew he trusted me with a few friends over at a time, but when it became a small crowd or larger he wanted to make sure a responsible adult was around.
Today it was just Anatoli, Dane, and myself lounging around the pool as it so often was after spending time in the backcountry working. Both Gabe and Donavan were caught up with their own chores so couldn’t make it over. For us, it wasn’t unusual when we finished up with work to spend a little time driving around on some of the trails getting in some play time. We would then head back to the house grabbing a bite to eat, change into our bathing suits making sure to rinse off most of the grime on our bodies under the shower head by the pool, and then enjoying a nice cool dip in the water. Dane’s scrapes and bruises had healed and disappeared long ago with the sun giving his smooth long sleek figure a nice even delectably delicious butterscotch tone making me want to lick him all over like a sweet candy treat. Sighing I had to tear my gaze from him before I began to chub up like I always seemed to do around these two boys.
Both Dane and I were currently lounging in an open shady area with a slight breeze keeping us just comfortable enough so we could dry off without overheating in the direct sunlight. The two of us were talking while Anatoli continued to swim in his usual red tight fitting Speedos, which really didn’t leave much to the imagination. He loved being in the water only coming out every once in a while when he got too bored, and then he would sit with us to chat a bit before convincing us to join him once more in the refreshing water.
Of course both Dane and myself enjoyed swimming in the pool, but I discovered how Dane, like me, also enjoyed sitting under an open shaded area with the warm air licking around our bodies drying us off. There was something very basic and simple about the way the sun and warm weather slowly dried away the water from our skin. Now as I sat back all stretched out in my lounge chair my eyes kept flittering over towards the thirteen year old boy as he too lay stretched out on his back with his eyes closed. His chair was situated across from me and slightly over to the left with his feet pointing towards me.
My body quivered because he was wearing his usual red colored polyester quicksilver boys’ boardshorts with a logo detailing on the left leg, a front flap pocket on the right leg, a short fly along the front, and black drawstring at his waist. From this angle I could make out the large lump, but no specific outline of anything because his swimsuit had a tight white mesh lining on the inside which kept everything held firmly in place. Still, there was no denying a large bulge like what he had packing between his legs from pressing up against the fabric. Everything about his bathing suit was such a tease because in some ways things were revealed but never completely. For example, even though Dane had very lean long legs, which allowed you to gaze down the opening along his thighs, the length of the fabric was always too long to get a glimpse of anything.
Not for the first time the thought of what he may be packing between his legs set my own penis twitching inside my sky blue colored polyester Volcom 38th street boardshorts with a drawstring closure, the Volcom graphic at the hem of the left leg, and back pocket with hook and loop closure. Glancing down at my own crotch I scrunched up my face wondering why the outline of my own damp teen penis and purse always seemed to be detectible while his weren’t. I even had a lining as well, but I suppose it had more to do with him having a thicker fabric from mine.
Movement caught my attention as I watched Anatoli pulling himself out of the pool, his smooth dark golden brown sun-kissed skin glistening wetly in the intense rays of late afternoon as he padded his way quietly over towards us. He paused briefly shoving his fingers beneath the tight silky fabric of his Speedos to adjust his small penis making me smirk because there really wasn’t any doubt at all what the boy had so he might as well have been completely naked. Even now as he once more made his way to us I could see his petite coin purse squished up and wriggling around with each one of his tiny steps the boy took before finally reaching us.
Anatoli didn’t hesitate as he stepped over Dane’s prone figure and plaster his entire wet body over the top of the other boy’s nice toasty warm dry one. The smaller boy’s stomach and chest settled right on top of Dane’s, his legs straddling along the older boy’s hips and thighs effectively smashing their groins together in the process.
“What the…,” Dane roared gasping at the cold wetness of Anatoli’s body which had suddenly woken him completely up while I just about busted a gut seeing this coming. “H…holy shit Anatoli that’s fucking freezing.” Dane hissed trying to sit up but unsuccessful because of the smaller boy’s weight so he simply gave up and wrapped his arm around the younger boy’s waist trying to warm up by hugging him closer.
“Damn Anatoli that was a shocker,” he chuckled shaking his head. “Maybe next time you can warm up with Robby.” He insisted with the younger boy lifting up his head and chest, craning backwards a little looking into Dane’s eyes.
“I did, yesterday, so today was your turn.” He giggled with his hips grinding into the older boy and effectively smashing his groin even more into his friend’s crotch.
From my angle I could see the younger boy’s crotch and small bulge pressing up against the older boy’s much larger knoll. Of course this had another side affect on Anatoli and I watched as the younger boy’s penis begin to slowly chub up pressing against Dane who suddenly bolted upright into a sitting position pushing the younger boy a bit further down on his thighs. Of course the thirteen year old boy’s gaze instinctively dropped down scrutinizing Anatoli’s obvious erection.
“Shit Anatoli…when are you going to learn to control that thing of yours. It’s kind of embarrassing you know.” He sighed shaking his head glancing my way, but getting no sympathy from me.
Anatoli giggled. “You know it’s got a mind of its own. Besides, I don’t know why you are so worried. We all know you’ve got to be big down there.” The boy countered as he reached down and literally wrapped his fingers around the older boy’s crotch.
“Shit…stop it.” Dane growled immediately jolting and standing up, which dumped Anatoli on to the lounge chair, his momentum then spilling him on to the ground unhurt all the while the curly haired boy was busting a gut and laughing his ass off.
Dane hopped around with his back turned towards us obviously trying to adjust his boner which had sprung to life when the eleven year old boy had teased it. The older boy glanced over his shoulder glaring at the younger boy before suddenly busting up as well when he glanced down noticing something a bit off between the cute blond curly haired boy’s legs with him all sprawled out on the ground. Even I began to laugh my ass off because the entire thing was almost poetic justice.
So now while Dane tried to get his gear in order between his fits of giggles, with the boy’s butt wriggling around cutely in the process, Anatoli was squirming around on the ground. Evidently when the younger boy had spilled on to the patio his right testicle had popped loose from the tight wet confines of his red Speedos. It sent a shiver of lustful desire through my body because the tightness of the younger boy’s stretchy bathing suit constricted up firmly against his fleshy nuggets separating the left one from the right and forcing the membrane of his pouch to constrict around his exposed grape sized testicle.
The skin all stretched out tautly over his oval shaped nuggets looked silky smooth and I could even make out the thin blue river like veins forming intricate patterns as Anatoli hurried to get it all tucked away. His face and cheeks became flushed matching the same deep red color of his swim trunks. Both boys were blushing as they each continued to glance at one another about the innocent incident, but their cheeky like knowing looks only managed to set the other off as they once more were beset with another round of tittering giggles. Even though it was embarrassing for them they couldn’t help but laugh at one another’s expense because the entire incident was simply too damn hilarious.
After plenty of jiggling on Dane’s part, and squirming around on the ground from Anatoli, I watched as the young teen turned and helped the younger boy up on his feet. “I’m sorry I dumped you on to the ground.” Dane apologized as he brushed off the little whelp and looked him over to make sure the little guy wasn’t hurt.
“I’m alright.” Anatoli giggled getting an eye rolling from Dane as the older boy shook his head, but didn’t say anything. “You’re not mad…are you?” The younger boy asked as I noted just how near perfect his American English had evolved these days despite an obvious accent.
“No…I’m not mad Anatoli…it’s just…I don’t know…its embarrassing is all.” He tried to explain sitting down and pulling the younger boy with him.
The older boy adjusted the seat into a reclining upright position leaning back and pulling the younger boy in-between his legs with the two of them snuggling up together. Nothing more was said because they each had their little quirks regarding their privates. Anatoli wasn’t shy about being groped and teased a bit by the other boys, but he simply couldn’t expose himself. Dane was very shy when it came to his goods whether it was exposing himself or even being groped. At times he didn’t seem to mind with the typical snatching and pocking at one another type of goofing around because it was all in good fun, but he hadn’t seen Anatoli’s grab coming catching him completely by surprise which I imagine embarrassed the hell out of him; especially, since it was obvious he had popped a stiffie with the younger boy getting a good feel of it in the process.
Over the months I had watched while both Anatoli and Gabe had goofed around with Dane, snatching at the teen’s goods in a teasing kind of way. Of course there was a sort of understanding between the boys where it was only friendly bantering type of play. This seemed to be cool with Dane because even he would get in on the action snatching, wrestling, and goofing around with the other two boys in that lighthearted kind of way boys typically did around one another.
It had been fun watching this sort of interaction, but of course the boys would drag me into the mix as well because they loved getting some good grabs in on me. I tended to let them get away with it most times, but every once in a while I would have to retaliate. This was mostly against the two younger boys with me being more careful in regards to Dane because I knew how sensitive he was about it. Still there was plenty of goofing around with the thirteen year old boy, and I could tell he always enjoyed it as he clung on to me and smiled puckishly.
The two boys now settled down with Anatoli sighing as Dane wrapped his arm over the younger boy’s shoulders and across his chest snuggling his cheek along the boy’s face. It hadn’t taken Anatoli long to worm his way into the teen’s affection just like he did with most everyone. At eleven years old he was getting to the age where he was almost too old for this among older friends, yet still young enough to get away with it. Now I watched as Dane ran his fingers across the blond curly haired boy’s chest and stomach. Of course Anatoli immediately popped a little stiffie his two and a half inch erection stretching out the snug fitting tight elastic fabric of his skimpy bathing suit.
Dane glanced down and chuckled shaking his head. “Damn Anatoli aren’t you even embarrassed by the way it shows?” He asked the younger boy who looked down and shrugged his shoulders before craning his neck and looking at the young teen.
“Not really. It isn’t as if you haven’t seen it before, besides you're not some girl or anything.” He retorted making Dane scrunch up his face.
“Yeah, but if that’s true why do you have such a hard time getting undressed in front of us?” He asked legitimately since we all knew the younger boy didn’t seem to mind being seen like this or even have his goods groped openly so long as it was covered.
The younger boy fell silent biting his lower lip and leaned back further without saying anything. He remained quiet opting to simply enjoy the way Dane was running his fingers over his smooth skin making him sigh with pleasure and shiver getting totally relaxed. Of course the older boy didn’t comment any further accepting things for what they were as he slowly allowed his fingers to travel down across the boy’s stomach before dipping between Anatoli’s legs.
My eyes bulged outwards because this was the first time I’ve actually seen the thirteen year old boy openly fondling Anatoli, or anyone else for that matter, as he used his thumb and finger to trace along the edges of the younger boy’s rigid penis. I watched as Dane’s eyes followed along with what he was doing while the curly haired boy’s eyes remained closed as he shivered and merely enjoyed the sensation of being fondled. Dane allowed his fingers to dip down further cupping Anatoli’s small purse as if getting a feel for them before once more running his fingers over the petite two and a half inch boy erection.
“That feels so nice.” Anatoli whispered softly getting a small smirk from the thirteen year old boy whose curiosity seemed to be satiated for now because he let go and once more began tracing his hands over the boy’s tummy and chest.
It had been so sexy to witness as Dane now glanced over towards me and blushed while I chuckled knowingly. He had asked once about me fondling the younger boy and why I did it, now though it seems as if the tables had been turned on Dane and he finally seemed to get it. Anatoli didn’t mind being touched, even encouraging it, so in the end he was simply too adorably sweet to resist the temptation.
“What?” Dane asked with a smirk on his face.
“Nothing.” I replied with Anatoli grabbing the thirteen year old boy’s hand and shoving it between his legs making me bust up laughing my ass off because Dane’s eyes literally bulged out of his head at the forcefulness of the younger boy as he immediately jerked his hand back.
Anatoli craned his neck looking at his companion questioningly while Dane blushed. “Shit Anatoli maybe this was a mistake…you know…me sort of…um…you know.” He sighed looking a little worried about having taken things a bit too far.
“Why, didn’t you like it?” The younger boy asked with me watching the exchange intently because this sounded very familiar.
“No…I mean…yes…shit…I don’t know Anatoli.” Dane flushed a bit nervously not knowing how to really answer while the younger boy continued to scrutinize him. Sighing Dane seemed to cave in a bit to his feelings not able to resist the younger boy. “Yeah…I guess. I mean it’s just I was kind of…uh…you know curious…but yeah it was kind of nice. But it’s kind of wrong too…you know.” He asserted with Anatoli leaning back and shrugging his shoulders.
“If you liked it and I liked it then it can’t be too wrong.” The boy insisted, but didn’t pressure Dane to continue; instead, getting comfy once more in the teen’s embrace.
Watching the exchange I could tell this was a bit troubling for the thirteen year old teen who glanced over at me before looking away. He shifted in his chair getting cozy and wrapped his arm around Anatoli deep in thought. We all fell silent with the blond curly haired boy beginning to drowse in Dane’s warm embrace while the teen’s features were drawn into a frown as he chewed away at his own deep thoughts and what just happened.
Dane couldn’t believe he had actually done something like this to Anatoli. He had seen Robby doing the same thing on numerous occasions and it had always piqued his interest wondering what it would be like to actually touch the younger boy. He also wondered what it would be like to do something similar with Robby, maybe more so with the older boy than the younger one. He’d thought about these sorts of things in the past with boys in general, but lately he’s actually been fantasizing about Robby, Gabe, and Anatoli in a sexual way.
Then a few minutes ago things sort of happened. The younger boy had kind of set him off when he got groped because he had actually enjoyed it when the cute little guy had touched him down there. Then with Anatoli in his arms and completely opened up the way he was he couldn’t resist anymore needing to know what it felt like to actually touch someone else even if it was through his form fitting bathing suit. Unable to hold off any longer, he had reached down between the other boy’s legs; completely surprised Anatoli hadn’t protested and even seemed to like it. The way the boy’s goods felt in his fingers sent a thrill through Dane’s body, and he enjoyed it wanting to do more; even considering shoving his hand beneath the boy’s bathing suit, but that would have been going too far.
The whole incident had lasted all of five seconds, and had been something so atypical of the thirteen year old boy who always watched how he behaved around other boys knowing he was gay. Now though for a brief few moments he had let his guard down a bit as he fondled the younger boy. To his surprise Anatoli hadn’t seemed to mind in the least, and actually had encouraged more on his part which he most certainly wasn’t ready for. It was one thing to perhaps cuddle and maybe mess around a tad bit, but to actually act on his urges; especially, with a sweet kid like Anatoli was going too far. The boy was still so young and he didn’t want to take advantage of the special bond the two of them had formed over the months. Sighing, Dane finally let these troubling thoughts go like he had seen Robby do and finally accepted things for the way they were. If Anatoli hadn’t minded the incident then he wouldn’t let it bother him for now either.
From time to time I glanced over towards the thirteen year old boy knowing he was going through some of the same emotions I had gone through a few months earlier. Then I noticed a change in Dane’s features and knew he had finally come to terms with what happened and I smiled happy for him. I knew he was having issues dealing with the whole gay thing, but it was nice to see him finally accept the fact of how he was allowed to be curious about things too. It was only natural whether he was gay or straight. We all are curious about our sexuality and our bodies, including those of others. At last we all seemed to relax under the open shaded area as we let our minds drift and enjoy the peace and quiet for a bit.
My phone ringing a short while later roused us from our pleasant respite as I reached down next to my lounge chair my fingers groping around for my cell phone. Finding it I lifted it up and answered. It was Mrs. M asking for Anatoli because she had some news for him.
“Hey, Anatoli it’s your mom…something about a package from home?” I told him with the boy immediately squirming out of Dane’s arms and running over to snatch up the phone out of my hands.
The suddenness of the younger boy’s departure from off the lounge chair caught Dane by surprise and for a split second I noticed the obvious outline of what appeared to be a very thick penis where the fabric of his boardshorts had settled around it from Anatoli leaning up against his crotch area. The outline of his thick tube appeared to angle off in a sideways direction against his swim trunks. It had only been a brief glimpse before the thirteen year old boy immediately moved his left hand over his groin covering himself up while lifting his left leg bending it at the knee and angling it inwards effectively blocking my view. It had been more force of habit on Dane’s part than him actually catching me having seen it with my own penis twitching nervously. It was the first time I’ve even glimpsed anything remotely on him which would hint at what he actually had between his legs. Then again I still wasn’t sure because it had been quick so I couldn’t actually tell if he had an erection or what. It had looked thick making me fairly certain it had been an erection, but I couldn’t be sure because from all other indications he essentially had a pretty big penis.
Anatoli squealing excitedly got my attention as he told his mom he was coming right home before he hung up and handed me back my phone. “I hope you don’t mind about dinner Robby, but Mom says we got a package today from Grandfather so I am going home.” He stated eagerly with me nodding my head understandingly.
“Sure that’s perfectly fine. You still have your tutor tomorrow right?” I asked knowing Lisa was planning on slipping the little guy his real test without him knowing.
“Yes, even though I keep telling Lisa I no longer need to go anymore. I think I’m ready to take the test at school, but she says for me to take one more practice test so we can see if there is something else I need to work on.” He sighed with me nodding my head.
“Well Dane will be heading into the city to visit his dad tomorrow, and I sort of need to get some things done, so why don’t we just have a day off tomorrow for all of us.” I suggested having an ulterior motive for taking time off.
The two boys nodded their heads in agreement, but Anatoli seemed to study me for a few moments longer and opened his mouth to say something before shrugging it off. I could tell there was something on his mind, but I didn’t press him since I had things on mine as well. With the younger boy leaving, Dane decided maybe he should head home as well. We were planning on dinner together tonight, but he seemed to think maybe it would be nice to wait for his mom to come home and have supper with her since it’s been a while. When I thought on it I sighed knowing my dad wouldn’t be home for the next couple of days because he had to cover for someone at a big seminar. I knew he hadn’t wanted to go, but it was his responsibility since the doctor who was going to do it backed out due his wife having complications with her first child birth. I know my father tried to get out of it, but because of his position at the hospital he was required to take over.
Smiling at Dane as I helped him out of the lounge chair I offered him a ride, but he shrugged it off saying it was a nice day and he enjoyed riding his bike. It wasn’t so new and spiffy anymore having been busted up pretty good that first day I had met him, but with Donavan’s and my help we tore it apart and fixed everything up putting it back together for him. Not new by any stretch of the imagination, but in perfect working order nonetheless.
This meant a relaxing evening alone for me since the two boys were heading out and my dad wouldn’t be home either. Watching Dane leave on his bike while Anatoli headed down the back trail on his ATV, I pulled out my phone and called up Crystal to cancel our usual weekly little tryst for tomorrow. I wasn’t in the mood, which is kind of odd for a teenaged boy to say about getting laid, but lately it’s become even more confusing for me with what Crystal and I were doing. I loved the sex because it was absolutely fantastic busting a nut inside of the sexy nubile girl, but there was something vital missing and I could sense she was beginning to feel the same way about our sexual excursions. It didn’t take much convincing on my part to cancel our usual self serving sexual interests before turning and heading back inside the house all alone.
In the past this was normal for me, but lately I’ve been enjoying having both Anatoli and Dane over almost on a daily basis. I was missing them already as I exhaled with my shoulders slumping heading for the bathroom and a much needed shower. I wasn’t even in the mood for a good jacking as I looked down at my flaccid three inch penis which didn’t even twitch or give any indication of wanting to get hard. So after a quick shower I dried off and without even bothering to get dressed made my way into the kitchen, fixed a sandwich for dinner and then turned in early while it was still light outside.
It was quiet in the house when morning arrived. It was earlier than usual as I got up to do my morning rituals minus my usual playtime with my favorite toy as it deflated once I released the floodgates. It was going to be a melancholy kind of day, but I wanted to get an early start with Amber as I fixed some cold cereal, got dressed and saddled the mare who seemed to pick up on my glum demeanor. She snorted at me and gave me a friendly nip on the arm rousing me out of my dazed state as I chuckled and patted her neck.
“Sorry girl.” I sighed apologetically. “I guess it is just one of those days.”
It was a perfect day for a ride and I knew exactly where to go as we slowly made our way towards the outskirts of a wilder section within our property boundary. This early in the morning the air was still crisp and cool enough so it wasn’t as stifling despite the bright sun already shining down on us as I guided Amber along the trail. The mare really didn’t need any urging, knowing exactly where we were going.
The mare, like me, enjoyed being out in the backcountry as she plodded along with her ears twitching at every slight noise and snorting every once in a while like horses tended to do just to let us know they were still there. Smiling I patted her neck as we rode along silently. A few hours later we crested a small rise and the landscape opened up into a nice clearing with a view of a big untouched expanse. Mountains with snow on top loomed way off in the distance all of which was protected federal lands and probably would never be touched by human hands.
Stopping at a little fenced in area I climbed down off of Amber and enjoyed the view before taking a look at our family burial ground. These days it was typically illegal to bury people outside of a true cemetery, but we had several generations buried here and it was considered consecrated grounds having been blessed and everything years ago by the church. Strange considering how it was way out here in the middle of nowhere. Coming on horseback from the house it took a while, but there was also a wider track accessible by ATV’s or four wheel vehicles which angled off and connected to the main roadway, cutting down on travel time to just under an hour if this route was taken.
There was even a small mortar and stone church overlooking the grave site. Granted it wasn’t anything big, more like a small one room building with a small alter, chair or two, and a few tools in one corner. Opening up the small door which protested on unused hinges I gathered up some tools to do some much needed work around the place. I started with the hinges on the door before tending to the graves.
It took me the rest of the morning and part of early afternoon, but I finally managed to spruce up the area a bit so it wouldn’t be too overgrown. It was a natural type of setting with a grassy like knoll which waved around in the warm breeze. I left things in their natural state for the most part, but did clear away the area from branches and brush which threatened to overrun the place if not maintained every once in a while.
With my body glistening in a fine sheen of sweat I looked around satisfied as I took a seat in front of Mom’s and Mike’s grave markers. Tears welled up in my eyes because I really missed them as I exhaled and looked over towards the mountains in the distance which seemed to shimmer a bit from the sunlight glistening off their snowy topped peaks. I started talking to mom first letting her know all the things going on since I last visited.
Then it was Mike’s turn as a lone streak coursed its way down my cheek. “Hey Bro…it’s been a while, huh?” I asked nodding my head. “I’ve made some new friends you know, and I think you would have really like them. Anatoli’s only eleven…I know kind of young to be like a real friend, but Mike you’d love him to death. He still has that little innocence, you know where you can just hug and squeeze him to death, but he’s also smart as a whip and a very good friend to have.” I whispered softly smiling despite myself.
“Of course it doesn’t hurt that he’s so damn sexy to boot…but don’t tell mom that…,” I giggled leaning in and holding my hand up to my mouth whispering conspiratorially at my brother so as to not let my mom hear. I could still see him in my memories smiling his big knowing grin and giving me a wink in return. “There’s just something about Anatoli…it’s kind of hard to explain though. I mean I really love him you know…like a little brother, maybe more. I only hope I can be a good big brother like you were to me Mike. You know, I really miss hanging out with you.” I chuckled playing around with some of the grass between my legs as I twisted them in my fingers falling silent for a bit.
Amber snorted and I looked over noticing her stretching out her neck to get at some of the green soft leaves to chew on making me smile. “Mike do you remember Gabe?” I chuckled. “Well you wouldn’t know him anymore because he’s sort of grown up like, you know how it is. Well, his brother Donavan is prudish as ever so it was left to me to talk to Gabe about certain things and well, let’s just say he’s having a lot of fun…you know what I mean.” I giggled conspiratorially. “He’s so damn sexy too Mike and I have a feeling there’s going to be a lot of boys and girls falling by the wayside of his cute sexy endearing nature. Some already have.” I added shaking my head once more falling silent for a few moments.
“Oh, also a new boy moved to town, his name is Dane, well he’s Crystal’s second cousin or some such thing. Which reminds me, I’m no longer a virgin either Mike. Me and Crystal, well we sort of…you know. It’s nothing serious though and I think we both know it. I mean, it’s fun and all, and of course the two of us doing it is fantastic, but there just isn’t a real type of connection other than us being really good friends.” I sighed shaking my head at the simplicity of our relationship being nothing more than about the sex.
“Anyway, Dane’s dad got hurt real bad in the fireworks plant explosion so they are staying over at Crystal’s parent’s place. He’s a real hero you know because he didn’t even hesitate to go in and save all those people. The man knew everything could blow up, but he went inside the building several times saving a lot of lives. He was lucky to survive the main explosion, but got hurt really bad.” I explained shaking my head.
“Dane’s thirteen, but we’ve become really good friends. I like him a lot Mike, but he’s kind of shy and all. He says he’s gay, but you know this sort of thing never really bothered us…did it.” I chuckled knowing Mike had a few friends who were gay as well. “Anyway, we’ve sort of hit it off and have become pretty tight. He’s a really good looking kid and I wish he’d loosen up a bit and not be so timid about things at times. Gabe hit on him a while back and in a way still is I suppose. Maybe if Dane loosens up both him and Gabe can have a bit of fun together…if you know what I mean.” I giggled once more.
It was nice being able to talk about these things. I was still too young when Mike died to have these sorts of talks, but I knew it wouldn’t have been an issue either if he had still been alive when I started to have these types of sexual thoughts as I continued. “I’m not so lonely at the ranch anymore not with Anatoli, Gabe, and Dane out there with me most days in one way or another.” I whispered falling silent once.
Sitting there I continued to talk to Mike about everything going on around the ranch, in Swedeville, and with dad at the hospital in the city. It was a pleasant time as I chatted with him as if he were sitting right there with me. I had known him so well: all his nuances, quirks, and mannerisms that I even heard his responses as if he were still alive letting me know how he felt about certain things and questions I had. It was nice being able to chat like this with my older brother. He was of course dead in real life, but his spirit still existed in my heart and mind as I sat there shooting the breeze with him.
By the time I finished visiting with mom and Mike it was already mid-afternoon so I decided to take the long circuit back home. It was a long lazy afternoon as I casually made my way along some of the back trails before arriving home well past dinner time. Making sure to give Amber a good rubdown and providing her with plenty of water along with extra feed for her workout, I finally took care of myself as I headed indoors grabbing a bite to eat before taking a nice hot shower.
Sitting down on the couch in nothing but my boxer briefs I noticed my cell phone flashing and looked to see who had called. I had several messages on my phone, but the area where I had ridden today was very sketchy with limited reception so I never bothered turning it on. It didn’t surprise me how I had several messages from the Markowsky’s. Smirking, I pretty much knew what it was all about as I dialed their number.
A few minutes later I was slipping into a pair of shorts and shirt pausing long enough to open up my lower dresser drawer pulling out a box I had stashed away. Fifteen minutes later I was knocking on the Markowsky’s door and was almost bowled over by an exuberant little Anatoli who was beside himself about having passed his exams chatting away a hundred miles an hour as he tugged on my arm pulling me inside. Mrs. Markowsky leaned in giving me a kiss on the cheek smiling proudly at her little boy.
“I still can’t believe I passed. Lisa was real sneaky you know and didn’t tell me she was giving me the real test.” He pouted for all of a second before smiling and once again giving me a big hug.
“Congratulation,” I chuckled ruffling his hair and handing over the wrapped package to the boy who glanced down at it and frowned.
“A gift…but why?” He asked completely taken aback looking over to his mom with a nervous expression on his face. “I don’t understand.” He added looking up into my eyes biting his lower lip.
“Geeze, for passing of course, you silly knucklehead.” I chuckled giving him a little friendly punch in the arm and watching as he slowly reached out taking the package from me a bit tentatively.
“But…I…,” he began hesitantly which worried me because I thought he’d be happy so I began to speculate maybe he was a bit hurt wondering how I knew about the exam.
“Oh…you see Lisa explained how you were nervous about the test so told me she was going to slip it to you on the sly. She already knew you’d pass, but this way you wouldn’t be so anxious. Anyway, I knew today you’d be taking your real test and since she said you’d pass for sure I figured an appropriate gift for the occasion was in order.” I announced with Anatoli smiling at me sweetly as he glanced over to his mom who nodded her head smiling at her son letting him know it was alright.
“Thank you so much Robby, but you really shouldn’t have because you’ve already done so much for me, for us.” The boy sniffled immediately stepping forward and giving me such a tight hug I had difficulty breathing making me wonder what had gotten into him.
“You haven’t even opened it yet.” I chuckled seeing the younger boy blush as he stepped back and ripped off the paper opening up the box and exclaiming in surprise.
“It…mom…it’s a tablet. This is so sweet!” The boy belted out in good ole fashion American kid speak before launching himself forward into my arms forcing me to hang on to him as he wrapped his legs around my waist and gave me a big wet sloppy kiss right on the lips which seemed to linger a bit long.
Glancing over towards Anatoli’s mom, I got a little worried what she would think, but Mrs. M merely snapped a picture of her son giving me a smooch right on the lips confusing and embarrassing me even further. I mean her son gives me a very passionate kiss on the mouth and she doesn’t even seem to mind. Of course she’s seen how close the two of us have been around one another, but I never did anything inappropriate while she was around, most definitely not giving her son a full blown kiss on the lips.
Setting the exuberant boy back on his feet I smiled as he wiped away some happy tears with part of his pajama shirt and looked at me a bit mischievously making me nervous about what he had up his sleeve now. Anytime he got a certain look in his eye I knew the boy was up to no good.
“Robby this is being good of you.” I heard Mrs. M saying as I glanced over at her and shrugging. “Well he’s worked hard so deserves something for it.” I assured her.
“Um…Robby…,” I heard the younger boy pipe up as he smiled at me and glanced over towards his mom who nodded and got up making me frown as to what these two were up to. “Anyway, remember how I had to go home because I got a package from Grandfather?” He asked with me nodding because who could forget, it just happened yesterday. “Well, I’ve been expecting the package and I was getting a little worried it wouldn’t arrive on time.” He tried to explain making me furrow my eyes wondering what he was talking about. “I mean I asked him months and months ago so it worried me, but it arrived just on time.” He smiled happily as he glanced over my shoulder forcing me to crane my neck wondering what he was looking at and forgetting what he was talking about figuring he’d fill me in later since he was now distracted by something else.
It was Mrs. M walking back into the room with a large flat rectangular object in her hands about forty or fifty inches long. It was all wrapped up in what looked like birthday paper catching me by surprise as I felt the blood drain from my face while my hands began to shake uncontrollably. I didn’t think they had known, not the exact date, but they must have found out somehow. My lungs began to constrict in my chest making it difficult for me to breathe as I sluggishly wrapped my arms around my body.
“Happy Birthday Robby!” I heard Anatoli shouting out excitedly, but everything began to fade into the background with my vision turning all fuzzy like. “Robby?...Mom!” I heard Anatoli’s voice rise in pitch with his concerned face swimming in front of my eyes.
“I…I...think I’m gonna…,” I began before suddenly bolting for their bathroom with my hand pressed against my mouth as I felt the vomit rise up into my mouth with some of it coming out of my nose and through my lips despite them being tightly clamped before I even made it there.
By the time I got to my knees burying my head in their toilet bowl the front of my shirt was wet with bile as I now removed my hand allowing my body to heave spewing out the rest of my dinner. My whole insides kept churning and contracting painfully with sobs escaping my lips in-between the bouts of upheavals making it difficult for me to catch my breathe. I literally thought I was going to suffocate when I felt a cool soothing hand across my brow with a loving arm wrapped around my body holding my chest comfortingly.
Then I could make out a soft tender soothing voice cutting through the haziness of my mind. “It’s alright Robby…I’m here.” I heard the familiar soft singsong voice belonging to my mom as I collapsed in the warm loving motherly embrace.
Giving in to the stress of the day, I finally let myself go even though I knew it wasn’t my mom holding me in such a gentle tender kind of way. It was Mrs. Markowsky who supported my weight while I simply let everything go and began to cry with huge sobs wracking my body. I could hear Anatoli’s worried tone of voice inquiring frantically as to what was going on, but he had reverted back to his own native language so I couldn’t make it all out. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway because my mind at the moment was a jumbled mess of thoughts as I heard Mrs. Markowsky reply back in a language I couldn’t make out, but thought sounded beautiful before it once more became quiet inside the small bathroom.
The silence was marked only with the noise coming from my sobs of hurt and frustration. I suppose Mrs. Markowsky must have told Anatoli to leave us alone for now so I could let everything out of my system even though I knew both mother and son were confused by this turn of events.
“It’s not fair…why did they have to die.” I finally got out between hiccups before my stomach once more churned and went all Katy Wonkers on me, which forced the vomit up from inside my stomach as I suddenly lurched forward my body heaving in another bout of spasms.
My abdomen and chest ached from the upheaval and the intensity of the contractions as I kept managing to spew out the meager contents of my stomach until there was nothing left. Even then the contractions didn’t stop with me having dry heaves one after another which I thought were even more painful. Throughout it all I could feel Mrs. Markowsky’s soft hand across my brow supporting my head and her warm embrace around my body holding my chest.
Ever so slowly I began to calm down with Mrs. Markowsky somehow managing to get a damp rag running the cool cloth across my forehead soothingly before wiping it over my face and mouth. I suppose I must have been a mess as she slowly and methodically cleaned away my bile while my world slowly came back into focus.
Closing the toilet lid I slid into a sitting position feeling Mrs. M releasing me as she got up, flushed the toilet, and began rinsing out the rag. With my body shaking from the intensity of my upheaval I somehow managed to climb up taking a seat on the toilet lid. My eyes watched Anatoli’s mom while she busied herself with cleaning off my face and hands looking down at my shirt and sighing.
Following her gaze I looked at myself noticing how the front of my shirt was covered with my vomit. “Robby let’s us get you out of filthy shirt…yes.” She smiled soothingly at me as I peeled out of my soiled shirt handing it over to her inside out so it wouldn’t get on her hands.
She set it aside and began running the damp cloth over my chest and stomach before stopping while I looked down noticing some of my bile had even managed to splatter across my shorts. Without a second thought I lifted up my hips sliding out of my shorts with me now in nothing but my boxer briefs. I could see Mrs. Markowsky eyeing my near naked state briefly before smiling at me warmly and placing my dirty shorts on top of my shirt. It was if her eyes had given me the once over and she seemed pleased with what she had seen nodding at me approvingly. It’s not like she hadn’t seen me in a similar state of undress before, like when I was wearing my bathing suit for example, but I suppose wearing boxer briefs which fit snugly around my teen goods probably provided her with a bit more to look at than in the past.
“I’m so sorry and ashamed about…,” I began breaking the silence as I waved my hand towards my filthy clothing. “It’s just…,” I exhaled noisily wincing because I still ached as I shook my head a bit embarrassed by the incident.
“No…no Robby…it is being alright. No worry, so the clothes to being dirty. I simply put in wash…yes.” She smiled warmly at me while I nodded my head at her sincerity, but it isn’t what I was really embarrassed about.
I watched as Mrs. Markowsky poured some mouthwash into a cup and handed it to me making me smile because she even seemed to understand how awful my mouth tasted. Tilting my head back I poured the contents into my mouth swigging it around really good and even gargling to get that acid like feeling from my throat before I spit it back into the cup. Anatoli’s mom smiled nodding her head as she took the cup from me and rinsed it out placing it aside before turning her attention back towards me.
“Better?” She asked in her thick accent while pulling on the sturdy wicker like hamper basked with a lid on it and taking a seat in front of me.
Nodding my head I smiled back before looking down at my fingers twiddling around in my lap nervously. “Yeah…I’m feeling better…it’s just…the whole birthday thing caught me by surprise is all.” I told her quietly glancing up noticing her furrowed eyebrows looking at me questioningly.
“But why?” She asked curiously while I shrugged my shoulders tears welling up in my eyes threatening to send me once more over the edge.
A gentle pat on my cheek as Mrs. M placed her soft palm against my face almost made me break down once more because it reminded me so much of my mom’s soft touch. “Please Robby…I do not be understanding. You no to be celebrating the birthday?” She asked while I shook my head indicating I didn’t.
“No…,” I whispered back softly as the bad memories began flooding my thoughts of that horrible day a few years back.
“Robby?” I heard the soft voice bringing me back to the moment.
Shaking my head sadly I took a deep breathe to calm myself once more. “No…not for a few years now Mrs. M. These days I spend my birthdays up at the graveyard visiting mom and Mike.” I replied seeing her puzzled look as her deep blue orbs penetrated my defenses.
Those eyes reminded me so much of Anatoli’s steady gaze, searching me intently for answers forcing me to look away as the memories seemed to invade my thoughts traveling back to that horrible day. “Mike was very sick you know. Even after I gave him my bone marrow he still didn’t get any better. He was in so much pain and dying…we all knew it, yet he held on for the longest time. The doctors couldn’t explain it, but on the last day I could see it in his eyes…and just knew this was the day as he smiled at me happily.” I whispered softly in explanation with tears streaming down my cheeks as I looked up into Mrs. M’s soft eyes seeing tears welling up there as well.
“He was a kind gentle person you know and everyone loved him. I couldn’t have asked for a better big brother.” I continued with my eyes looking away and focusing on the open front door seeing a shadow just around the corner in the hallway knowing Anatoli was also listening.
I didn’t want him to hear, but it was too late now because I had started and needed to finish up shifting my gaze back towards his mom. “I still remember how quiet it was in his room that day. Dad was there holding me in his lap, and we were sitting next to Mike’s bed when he reached out to me taking my hand in his. It was warm, soft, and gentle. He seemed happy you know, and it was like there was this spark in his eyes again, if only for a bit. It’s kind of funny how I thought his eyes looked just like mine…like our mom’s too. I miss both of them so much.” I sighed shaking my head falling silent for a few moments. “To this day I still recall his last words to me.” I whispered softly.
My sight became blurry with tears freely running down my cheeks as I looked over into Mrs. Markowsky’s eyes with them seemingly having turned a soft blue type of color now before telling her my older brother’s last words with his dying breathe. “Happy birthday little bro…I needed to be here for your tenth birthday. It’s the only thing I really wanted. I love you so much Robby, you too dad, and wanted to be here for you, but I’m too tired. I just need you to know though I will always love you just like mom always loved you. I’m so sorry, but I think I need to go now.” I began to cry once more my whole body shaking and feeling Mrs. Markowsky wrapping her arms around me.
“He was smiling and looking at me gently when I whispered back to him…’I love you too Mike…please don’t go.’ Then I saw him close his eyes and he…he was simply gone. One moment his hand was holding on to mine and then they went limp and he was gone.” I sobbed like a baby in Mrs. Markowsky’s arms with huge shudders wracking my body.
The bitter sweet memories of my tenth birthday were forever scorched in my memories as I glanced over towards the doorway to see a shadowy figure moving away and heading towards the bedroom across the hall. I felt bad now because I knew this had probably upset the younger boy as I exhaled softly and released myself from Mrs. M’s tender embrace. Her eyes looked at me softly with her giving me an affectionate smile as she reached up patting my cheek affectionately.
“Dad and I don’t celebrate my birthday anymore…well not on the actual day. Instead we do it the following weekend. Usually me and dad will head up to the graveyard and get it all cleaned up, but this year he couldn’t make it. I know he felt awful about it, but I understand how sometimes it can’t be helped. I’m so sorry if I ruined your surprise for me.” I smiled back feeling completely drained.
“It is being alright Robby…of course we are to be understanding. It is only being Anatoli planning for much time now. He was happy for exam, but also because of special gift for you.” She smiled at me understandingly.
Shaking my head my eyes began to well up again because the sweetness of the smaller boy never ceased to amaze me. “I love him so much sometimes my heart aches.” I began catching myself and blushing now as I tried to recover. “I…uh…I mean…not in the…um…I mean the two of us never…uh…,” I began, but only managed to stumble over my tongue with Mrs. M reaching over and patting my cheek smiling softly at me.
“Robby it is to being alright and I understand. You are very handsome boy…my Anatoli beautiful little boy…it is only natural.” She smiled reassuringly making me furrow my eyebrows a bit confused wondering what she was really getting at.
“No…it’s nothing like…I mean…,” I began but I couldn’t really say it wasn’t anything like she was thinking because in some ways it was while in other ways it wasn’t, so instead I compromised. “I’d never do anything to hurt him Mrs. M, I love him too much.” I spoke softly glancing up seeing her frowning at me a bit puzzled now too as if wondering about other certain things. “Anyway, I guess I better talk with him about everything. I don’t want him to feel bad about tonight since it isn’t his fault.” I exhaled standing up with Anatoli’s mom smiling and getting up as well.
“You go visit with our little treasure and I will be doing the washing of clothes…yes.” She grinned at me warmly. “I know you no celebrate birthday…but I am thinking you are to be enjoying Anatoli’s gift. It is being special and only thing he can do for you. He be loving you too Robby…more than you know. We all do.” She tried to assure me.
“Yes I know Mrs. Markowsky and I’m alright now. I’m sure I will love anything Anatoli gives me for my birthday. I hope it didn’t put him out too much. Just having him in my life is more than a birthday gift for me.” I told her sincerely as I leaned in and gave her a very warm hug. “Thanks for everything Mrs. M. It was nice having someone there for me for a little while reminding me of what it is like having a mom again. You remind me a lot of her you know…my mom. Thanks for that.” I kissed her on the cheek before the two of us released one another and I made my way towards Anatoli’s room.
Knocking softly on his bedroom door I heard a small voice saying it was alright to come in. Stepping inside I could see the younger boy sitting on his bed with his knees pressed against his chest and his arms wrapped around them tightly while he sniffled. He had on his pajamas already with his top being unbuttoned because it was still warm outside at this time of year keeping it a bit stuffy inside their home as well. It wasn’t hot or anything inside the house, but simply comfortable enough so I could walk around in just my underwear and the younger boy warm enough to leave his pajama top unbuttoned.
Anatoli’s gaze shifted upwards watching me silently as I approached sitting down next to him noticing his tear streaked face. It broke my heart as I reached out wrapping my arm around his shoulder. The smaller boy uncurled and leaned his body into mine as he sniffled.
“I’m so sorry Robby. I…I…didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t know.” He cried softly in my arms with me sighing sadly and a bit upset for making the boy feel so guilty.
“No…I’m the one who’s sorry Anatoli. You didn’t do anything wrong and wanted to do something special for me. I love you so much…you know that right?” I asked his sad face nodding as he glanced up looking into my eyes.
Leaning over I gently kissed him on the lips feeling the boy respond back in kind. I always loved how he tasted and I could feel myself chubbing up despite the situation. He always had a way of making me feel so alive inside as we slowly separated.
“I love you too Robby, but I made this day so awful for you.” He protested still feeling bad while I gazed down into his eyes and shook my head.
“No, if anything you made it special again.” I whispered back earnestly seeing the boy frown.
“I…really…I mean…how?” He asked a bit perplexed.
“Because you reminded me of how important it is to celebrate my birthday with the people I love. I know my dad didn’t have a choice and couldn’t be here today, but it doesn’t mean he loves me any less. Besides, I don’t think Mike would want me not to share my birthday with family and friends. He’d want me to be happy on a day like this. I think maybe in many ways it is why he held on for so long because he knew it was important to be there on a day like this with the ones you love. So in a way you gave me a very precious gift Anatoli. You reminded me of the love Mike had for me, and also how much I appreciate having you in my life.” I whispered softly to him running my fingers through his blond curly locks.
We both remained silent for several minutes cuddling together and enjoying the closeness of our bodies before I broke the silence. “So your mom says you got me something really special for my birthday.”
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End of Chapter Fourteen
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EXCERPT OPENING
The boy looked so peaceful and content in my arms, but I knew he’d sleep much better all stretched out under the covers. So I gently shook the boy awake encouraging him to crawl over to the rest of the boys sleeping under the blankets. Dane was so out of it having just slipped to sleep I don’t really think he was aware of his surroundings as I guided him to a spot next to Gabe and where I was sleeping. Covering him up with the blanket I looked down into his peaceful features and couldn’t resist as I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. To my surprise he returned my kiss just as gently sighing contentedly and opening his eyes.
“Thanks…that was nice.” He whispered softly a small little smirk appearing on his lips before he closed his eyes and slipped back to sleep.
Grinning puckishly because the kiss really had been nice, I crawled to the fireplace turning it off and immediately felt the heat dissipate before snuggling up next to my little companion. He felt soft and warm up against my body as he shifted in his sleep leaning back into me and opening up his legs slightly as if begging for my hands. Chuckling I wriggled my fingers beneath his waist band wrapping them around his soft sweaty and fleshy two inch little worm feeling it slowly come back to life and stiffen up before fading off to sleep as well.
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The days, weeks, and even months slowly ticked by as the heat at the height of mid-summer finally gave way to a bit more tolerable weather. It was still hot and plenty of summer left, but school was knocking on the door. The roundup and tagging went off without a hitch, and both Anatoli and Dane were working very well together as their friendship blossomed. Even Gabe had come by to help out on a few days to earn a bit of extra money. I kept them busy during the roundup in support roles to a few of the other more experienced hired hands who really took the boys under their wings and taught them a little bit about the ins and outs of cowboying. With the three boys in capable hands I gathered together another small group of seasoned veterans as we took to horse rounding up the herd. My mare Amber was all giddy and anxious to get to work once more as I put her through the paces. It had reminded me how I needed to take her out more often, which I did throughout the rest of the summer and into fall.
In addition to doing the tagging we also separated out some of the herd so they could be sold at the auction while I also selected a few of the eighteen to twenty two month olds to be harvested and stored in our freezers. Some of the meat I had promised as payments to a few people so made sure to get that set up as well. It was life as usual at the ranch, but my days were not as lonely anymore since Anatoli and Dane were working alongside me day in and day out with Gabe joining us in-between fairly often as well. Some days it was all three of us working together and some days just Dane and myself in the mornings with Anatoli coming after his tutoring sessions. Then one day a week I was all alone in the morning because Dane went with his mom to visit his dad in the hospital and Anatoli had his tutoring so came afterwards towards the afternoon.
Those hospital visits were tough on the thirteen year old boy seeing his father in pain and all bandaged up, but he was missing his dad so always looked forward to them. His dad made steady progress and would be coming home before too long. The man still had more surgeries and therapies ahead, but at least he would be getting around well enough before too long which was good news for Dane.
As for Anatoli, the younger boy still took his trips into town for his tutoring sessions and I had noticed a remarkable change in his communication skills. Other than his accent he was literally speaking almost perfectly and I was also told his writing skills had improved tremendously. Lisa assured me Anatoli would be ready by the time school started and would be giving the boy his test on behalf of the school since Anatoli was now completely comfortable with her tutoring him. She had already been giving him mock tests so he wouldn’t get nervous when it actually came time to take the exams.
Lisa thought it would be best to give the younger boy the real test without him knowing he was taking the actual one. It was a bit of a trick, but she noticed he tended to get very nervous every time the topic of the real test came up because there was so much at stake. So with the school’s permission she had been providing him with preparatory mock tests which were similar to the actual one he was receiving, and then at one point he would be handed the real one without him even knowing.
A few days after our round-up Anatoli had called us up to say a truck had arrived with many of their things from the old country. When he and his mom first arrived they only had what they could carry in their suitcases with their things being shipped over in large crates by ship. It took almost a month, but most of their stuff from home had finally arrived. Of course not everything was sent over since Anatoli’s father was still there, but most essentials, and many of Anatoli’s things, had been sent. I immediately dropped everything I was doing and went over to help them get things moved into their home. Even Dane and Gabe volunteered with Donavan joining us as well. With so much help it didn’t take long for us to get the Markowsky’s things put into their home.
There were several items they stored away for later in the small extra bedroom since there wasn’t any room at the moment with Mrs. Markowsky looking around and thinking matters through. She said they had more space here than at their old place, but with all the furnishing and many other essential items already in place from her uncle there were several things which they now had double. I suggested they sort through everything and have a garage sale one weekend to sell anything they didn’t need so they could make a bit of extra money, which she thought was a fantastic idea. It would also be another way for her to meet some of the other neighbors. It was a small community, but with her hectic work schedule there still were people she hadn’t met from town.
There were several large crates which we didn’t bother opening up as well and when I asked about them Anatoli said they were paintings. When I looked around at the rectangular shaped wooden containers I figured there had to be several paintings in each one which seemed like a lot of artwork to me. Furrowing my brows in confusion I tried to figure out where in the house they could hang so many different paintings because by the looks of the crates there had to be some pretty large sized ones in them. Mrs. Markowsky noticed my look and chuckled shaking her head letting me know many of the paintings were merely family ones her Grandfather had painted for them over the years. She added since he was fairly famous in their region they most assuredly were very valuable, but they were more sentimental and painted for the family as gifts.
Anatoli had told me about his grandfather during some of our conversations and how he was a respected artist back home so it made sense to me they would have so many paintings. The younger boy had encouraged me to pursue my passion with drawing and I had gone into town enrolling in the local artists’ classes and have noticed an improvement in my own works. The sessions were only once a week, but the elderly man had a wealth of knowledge and a tremendous amount of patience as he guided a small handful of us encouragingly. I found myself enjoying some of my personal quiet moments as I sketched in my pad honing my skills and even trying my hand at a bit of oil painting. I still had a long way to go, but felt some day I’d actually be a decent painter. For me it was more about taking the time away from my hectic work days. I took time off and played with my friends, but painting was very therapeutic for me, and a way to calm down and be reflective letting my mind wander.
We were extremely busy with getting things squared away in the Markowsky’s home so I had looked at the crates longingly before helping to set them off to the side. Hopefully one day I would be able to sit down and look at what must be some wonderful pieces by an accomplished artist. When I mentioned this Anatoli had nodded his head promising we would do just this, but not now since there was still so much to do. His assurance made me happy as we got back to work.
As the summer days wore on I found myself appreciating the balance I had created in my life. There was work, play, and even some down time as I enjoyed the company of my friends while also relishing those private moments as well. I adored Anatoli and we had formed an even tighter bond, but the thirteen year old boy on the other hand had been such a blessing for me as well. I loved having Anatoli by my side working the ranch, but it was also nice to have someone a little older and closer to my age who I could relate to much better with other things. Of course many of my friends dropped by from time to time, but I found myself enjoying the thirteen year old boy’s company more and more.
Even though Dane was younger than me I found out we had a lot in common. He loved the outdoors doing a lot of camping, fishing and hunting with his dad. He loved hunting with a rifle and even used to go often to the rifle range doing target practice while I not only loved to hunt with a rifle but also a bow. Of course I loved being outdoors as well; going camping and fishing even though it had been a while since I’ve done those types of things. However, as our friendship grew and blossomed Dane and I managed to find some time in-between where I took him to some of my favorite spots on the ranch so we could unwind and relax overnight in a tent. It was during those times alone with him where we really began to bond and form a tight friendship few people ever find.
Since he loved hunting and marksmanship practicing we got permission from his mother to do some target shooting. At first his mom had been very leery about us going out alone, but after I explained to her how I always packed my rifle with me on the ATV or when riding Amber when out working on the range it sort of sunk in for her this was just all part of the ranching lifestyle. It was precarious at times to work out on one’s property without carrying a weapon for protection because there was plenty of wildlife out there in the middle of nowhere which could make things dangerous. We had moved and secured most of his family’s belongings into the barn so after getting permission we found his rifle locked up in their gun safe and took it out for some target shooting.
Dane of course had always noticed my gun rack mounted on the ATV, but had never asked what kind of rifle I owned since I had always kept it protectively covered up. So when we went shooting he was mesmerized with my 30-30 caliber Winchester Model 94 Short Rifle with scope. He immediately fell in love with it so I allowed him to get some target practice in with my Winchester, and he was simply amazed at how well it handled. I thought he had a really nice rifle and scope too with his .243 Winchester caliber Savage Youth Model 10GYXP3. I even let him try out my PSE Brute bow. He had about the same draw length as me, but he wasn’t used to the stringent poundage draw my bow was set to since I was used to it. He did enjoy it though as well saying it would definitely be something he could get into.
Being so close to the boy began to make me horny all the time. Every opportunity I got I was manhandling my stiff sleek erection trying to appease it and get it to settle down a bit. These days it seemed to be drooling all the time. Dane continued to be shy about his body and even though there was a little friendly flirting going on between the two of us it never went any further. I cared too much about the thirteen year old boy to make him feel uncomfortable about his body. It was strange, but out of all the boys I never managed to get a sneak peek of what he had between his legs making me wonder if I had lost out on my one opportunity the first time he had spent the night over at my place. Even though he spent plenty of nights over at the ranch house the younger teen was always careful not to expose himself in any way, which included when we went swimming in the pool. He always wore those stiff flimsy cargo style swimming trunks making it difficult to determine exactly what he had down there. He was driving me crazy, and as time went on I was discovering how just like his cousin, Crystal, the boy was nothing short of being stunningly beautiful in all those subtle ways.
Most people didn’t see the kind of natural beauty the way I did, but I began to notice how other boys my age were now beginning to realize just how beautiful Crystal was as well. She confided in me how several boys were beginning to come around asking her out on dates. She was intrigued, but none of them really interested her at the moment. The only saving grace for my sexual needs though was her visits once a week in the morning when Anatoli was at the tutors and Dane was visiting his father. She would come over and I had to admit the sex between the two of us became wickedly awesome. I couldn’t believe how satisfying it was to hold her in my arms while the two of us went at it lustfully like two wild animals. The sex was very intense, and gratifying, and to my surprise I managed to provide her with an orgasm each and every time.
For a while I had worried over our first sexual interaction that one evening where we had both lost our virginity to one another. Even though she had assured me her cycle wasn’t at the right time and had taken the morning after pill it still didn’t mean the thing worked. I understood those sorts of things weren’t one hundred percent effective and you never knew for certain about a woman’s cycle either. Things simply happened sometimes. To my relief though, my unprotected first time with her didn’t result in an accident.
Once we decided to become intimate with one another in that sort of fashion Crystal had a visit with her doctor back in the city. Since we lived in a state where an underage girl could give consent for contraceptives she had consulted with her doctor and had made arrangements in this regard. She didn’t go into any details with me about what option she had selected because it was a private issue between her and the doctor, but assured me the two of us didn’t need to worry about having unprotected sex together in regards to pregnancy. This opened the door for us to allow things to happen in a more natural kind of way, which we enjoyed tremendously as our intimacy evolved for a while.
As time went on we both realized what the two of us had was more about sex than anything else, and I began to feel guilty about it at times. Still it didn’t stop us from doing what typical teenagers lusted after and managed to do in one way or another. The sex was simply too good and incredible, the two of us enjoying it because the intimacy offered us both a sense of release. Of course we talked about it and like me she had admitted how even though she cared about me, for her it was more about the pleasure I provided her.
Even Gabe seemed to have finally found some sexual relief for himself. With his mom easing up her restrictions on him he was finally able to get out more often and hang around with some of his school buddies. He mostly hung around other kids slightly older than him because many of the kids in his age group were simply a bunch of hooligans and up to no good. He had confided in me how he now had two friends who were not quite a year older, but were sort of fooling around together in a sexual way with him. He said it was such a relief to finally have someone who could help him out with some of his boy needs and where he could do the same for them. He of course moaned about the two of us, but I held fast despite my own rising sexual tensions. Sometimes I looked at Gabe and wondered what it would be like to shove my sleek drooling four inch spike way up inside of his warm chasm. During those times it took all of my willpower not to rip his clothes off sometimes when we were completely alone.
Then one day to my utter surprise he called me up out of the blue and whispered how he was no longer a virgin. Of course he didn’t tell me who it was, or the intimate details, other than the girl was one of the most popular chicks in his school. It had happened by accident, but he recounted to me in general terms how it had all transpired. I was extremely happy for him as he told me just how right I had been about the way it feels.
“It’s a million time better than someone else giving you a blowjob,” he had insisted making me chuckle knowingly. In the end though he admitted he really didn’t have any other feelings for the girl though, but sure wouldn’t mind it happening again. He said she seemed to have enjoyed it as well because she had called him up again wondering if they could get together some time.
It was a happy occasion for Gabe so I had let him enjoy the moment, but asked if he could come over the following day. Now that he was sexually active with girls I needed to have another talk with him. Of course when he came over and we sat down together he immediately became alarmed when I talked to him about girls getting pregnant and also about sexually transmitted diseases. Naturally, he had known about these things in a general kind of way, but hadn’t really thought about it.
I tried to explain how he needed to be more careful since he was now able to ejaculate. He confided in me that he was still only able to barely squeeze out a drop so hadn’t thought he was able to get anyone pregnant. When I assured him this is all what it took he began to panic. I tried to calm him down saying the odds right now are so minor because over ninety percent of the time boys who begin to first ejaculate do not have semen with sperm. Of the few boys who first begin to ejaculate and have sperm over ninety seven percent of those little buggers lack motion with the other three percent having abnormal mobility. It meant at this stage of Gabe’s development it was highly improbable he’d get a girl pregnant, but I did warn him though anything is possible so from now on he needs to be very careful.
When I handed him some condoms my dad always kept on hand for me and other kids who were his patients, he looked at me quizzically. He knew what they were, but didn’t know how to actually use one properly. Sighing I had him pull down his shorts and sizing him up realized not much had changed for him so selected one I thought would fit the best. He was still a bit young and kind of small for most condoms, but I slipped one on over his extremely hard erection with him immediately getting an orgasm because I was touching him. Damn it had been so sexy hot touching him like that again and seeing him immediately explode.
Sighing I cleaned up the one or two little droplets of spunk with the younger boy giggling mischievously saying he couldn’t help himself because he still loved how it felt when I touched him. My own erection was twitching around wildly in my shorts because he was still sexy as ever between his legs making me yearn to have a bit of action with the boy. My thoughts were always shifting to what it would be like to fuck that sexy boy outright, but guilt would wash over me for such naughty feelings over my best friend’s little brother, which thankfully in turn effectively squashed any such actions.
After he settled down I showed him how a condom worked making sure he finally understood how to slip one on. I also pointed out he should leave a little extra at the tip so it could capture his cum and not go squirting out along the edges creating a mess and still possibly getting a girl pregnant if the two of them were still going at it. He giggled about this tidbit of information and reminded me he was only eking out a little droplet, but I told him soon enough that would begin to change.
While Gabe worked on the ranch from time to time it wasn’t the only way he earned a bit of money. Over the course of the summer he had entered several Motocross events placing or even winning in several prize money events. He was beginning to make a name for himself, but the interesting part is how his older brother Donavan was supporting and being there for his younger brother. My friend was actually going to all of Gabe’s competitions and helping his little brother with any repairs and such on the motorcycle to keep it in top working order. He had always been there for me when I was racing, and now he was there as part of Gabe’s crew even giving out helpful racing advice. Even I got roped into getting involved as Donavan and I worked side by side at these competitions helping the younger boy get through the races and even win several of them. A big chunk of the winnings ended up going right back into the bike, but he managed to make enough so he could set plenty aside as well.
Throughout the hot summer months, life simply went on at the ranch with it turning out to be one of my best ones yet since the loss of my mom and then a few years later my brother. It felt like my life was once more truly back on track for the first time in a long while. Even though we worked hard I made sure there was plenty of down time and play for us all. It wasn’t unusual for me to invite several of my friends over for a pizza and pool party. Most of the time it was just Anatoli, Dane, Gabe and myself, with Donavan coming over sometimes as well, but at other times it included my other friends. When it became more than a few of us I always made sure my dad was around because I knew he trusted me with a few friends over at a time, but when it became a small crowd or larger he wanted to make sure a responsible adult was around.
Today it was just Anatoli, Dane, and myself lounging around the pool as it so often was after spending time in the backcountry working. Both Gabe and Donavan were caught up with their own chores so couldn’t make it over. For us, it wasn’t unusual when we finished up with work to spend a little time driving around on some of the trails getting in some play time. We would then head back to the house grabbing a bite to eat, change into our bathing suits making sure to rinse off most of the grime on our bodies under the shower head by the pool, and then enjoying a nice cool dip in the water. Dane’s scrapes and bruises had healed and disappeared long ago with the sun giving his smooth long sleek figure a nice even delectably delicious butterscotch tone making me want to lick him all over like a sweet candy treat. Sighing I had to tear my gaze from him before I began to chub up like I always seemed to do around these two boys.
Both Dane and I were currently lounging in an open shady area with a slight breeze keeping us just comfortable enough so we could dry off without overheating in the direct sunlight. The two of us were talking while Anatoli continued to swim in his usual red tight fitting Speedos, which really didn’t leave much to the imagination. He loved being in the water only coming out every once in a while when he got too bored, and then he would sit with us to chat a bit before convincing us to join him once more in the refreshing water.
Of course both Dane and myself enjoyed swimming in the pool, but I discovered how Dane, like me, also enjoyed sitting under an open shaded area with the warm air licking around our bodies drying us off. There was something very basic and simple about the way the sun and warm weather slowly dried away the water from our skin. Now as I sat back all stretched out in my lounge chair my eyes kept flittering over towards the thirteen year old boy as he too lay stretched out on his back with his eyes closed. His chair was situated across from me and slightly over to the left with his feet pointing towards me.
My body quivered because he was wearing his usual red colored polyester quicksilver boys’ boardshorts with a logo detailing on the left leg, a front flap pocket on the right leg, a short fly along the front, and black drawstring at his waist. From this angle I could make out the large lump, but no specific outline of anything because his swimsuit had a tight white mesh lining on the inside which kept everything held firmly in place. Still, there was no denying a large bulge like what he had packing between his legs from pressing up against the fabric. Everything about his bathing suit was such a tease because in some ways things were revealed but never completely. For example, even though Dane had very lean long legs, which allowed you to gaze down the opening along his thighs, the length of the fabric was always too long to get a glimpse of anything.
Not for the first time the thought of what he may be packing between his legs set my own penis twitching inside my sky blue colored polyester Volcom 38th street boardshorts with a drawstring closure, the Volcom graphic at the hem of the left leg, and back pocket with hook and loop closure. Glancing down at my own crotch I scrunched up my face wondering why the outline of my own damp teen penis and purse always seemed to be detectible while his weren’t. I even had a lining as well, but I suppose it had more to do with him having a thicker fabric from mine.
Movement caught my attention as I watched Anatoli pulling himself out of the pool, his smooth dark golden brown sun-kissed skin glistening wetly in the intense rays of late afternoon as he padded his way quietly over towards us. He paused briefly shoving his fingers beneath the tight silky fabric of his Speedos to adjust his small penis making me smirk because there really wasn’t any doubt at all what the boy had so he might as well have been completely naked. Even now as he once more made his way to us I could see his petite coin purse squished up and wriggling around with each one of his tiny steps the boy took before finally reaching us.
Anatoli didn’t hesitate as he stepped over Dane’s prone figure and plaster his entire wet body over the top of the other boy’s nice toasty warm dry one. The smaller boy’s stomach and chest settled right on top of Dane’s, his legs straddling along the older boy’s hips and thighs effectively smashing their groins together in the process.
“What the…,” Dane roared gasping at the cold wetness of Anatoli’s body which had suddenly woken him completely up while I just about busted a gut seeing this coming. “H…holy shit Anatoli that’s fucking freezing.” Dane hissed trying to sit up but unsuccessful because of the smaller boy’s weight so he simply gave up and wrapped his arm around the younger boy’s waist trying to warm up by hugging him closer.
“Damn Anatoli that was a shocker,” he chuckled shaking his head. “Maybe next time you can warm up with Robby.” He insisted with the younger boy lifting up his head and chest, craning backwards a little looking into Dane’s eyes.
“I did, yesterday, so today was your turn.” He giggled with his hips grinding into the older boy and effectively smashing his groin even more into his friend’s crotch.
From my angle I could see the younger boy’s crotch and small bulge pressing up against the older boy’s much larger knoll. Of course this had another side affect on Anatoli and I watched as the younger boy’s penis begin to slowly chub up pressing against Dane who suddenly bolted upright into a sitting position pushing the younger boy a bit further down on his thighs. Of course the thirteen year old boy’s gaze instinctively dropped down scrutinizing Anatoli’s obvious erection.
“Shit Anatoli…when are you going to learn to control that thing of yours. It’s kind of embarrassing you know.” He sighed shaking his head glancing my way, but getting no sympathy from me.
Anatoli giggled. “You know it’s got a mind of its own. Besides, I don’t know why you are so worried. We all know you’ve got to be big down there.” The boy countered as he reached down and literally wrapped his fingers around the older boy’s crotch.
“Shit…stop it.” Dane growled immediately jolting and standing up, which dumped Anatoli on to the lounge chair, his momentum then spilling him on to the ground unhurt all the while the curly haired boy was busting a gut and laughing his ass off.
Dane hopped around with his back turned towards us obviously trying to adjust his boner which had sprung to life when the eleven year old boy had teased it. The older boy glanced over his shoulder glaring at the younger boy before suddenly busting up as well when he glanced down noticing something a bit off between the cute blond curly haired boy’s legs with him all sprawled out on the ground. Even I began to laugh my ass off because the entire thing was almost poetic justice.
So now while Dane tried to get his gear in order between his fits of giggles, with the boy’s butt wriggling around cutely in the process, Anatoli was squirming around on the ground. Evidently when the younger boy had spilled on to the patio his right testicle had popped loose from the tight wet confines of his red Speedos. It sent a shiver of lustful desire through my body because the tightness of the younger boy’s stretchy bathing suit constricted up firmly against his fleshy nuggets separating the left one from the right and forcing the membrane of his pouch to constrict around his exposed grape sized testicle.
The skin all stretched out tautly over his oval shaped nuggets looked silky smooth and I could even make out the thin blue river like veins forming intricate patterns as Anatoli hurried to get it all tucked away. His face and cheeks became flushed matching the same deep red color of his swim trunks. Both boys were blushing as they each continued to glance at one another about the innocent incident, but their cheeky like knowing looks only managed to set the other off as they once more were beset with another round of tittering giggles. Even though it was embarrassing for them they couldn’t help but laugh at one another’s expense because the entire incident was simply too damn hilarious.
After plenty of jiggling on Dane’s part, and squirming around on the ground from Anatoli, I watched as the young teen turned and helped the younger boy up on his feet. “I’m sorry I dumped you on to the ground.” Dane apologized as he brushed off the little whelp and looked him over to make sure the little guy wasn’t hurt.
“I’m alright.” Anatoli giggled getting an eye rolling from Dane as the older boy shook his head, but didn’t say anything. “You’re not mad…are you?” The younger boy asked as I noted just how near perfect his American English had evolved these days despite an obvious accent.
“No…I’m not mad Anatoli…it’s just…I don’t know…its embarrassing is all.” He tried to explain sitting down and pulling the younger boy with him.
The older boy adjusted the seat into a reclining upright position leaning back and pulling the younger boy in-between his legs with the two of them snuggling up together. Nothing more was said because they each had their little quirks regarding their privates. Anatoli wasn’t shy about being groped and teased a bit by the other boys, but he simply couldn’t expose himself. Dane was very shy when it came to his goods whether it was exposing himself or even being groped. At times he didn’t seem to mind with the typical snatching and pocking at one another type of goofing around because it was all in good fun, but he hadn’t seen Anatoli’s grab coming catching him completely by surprise which I imagine embarrassed the hell out of him; especially, since it was obvious he had popped a stiffie with the younger boy getting a good feel of it in the process.
Over the months I had watched while both Anatoli and Gabe had goofed around with Dane, snatching at the teen’s goods in a teasing kind of way. Of course there was a sort of understanding between the boys where it was only friendly bantering type of play. This seemed to be cool with Dane because even he would get in on the action snatching, wrestling, and goofing around with the other two boys in that lighthearted kind of way boys typically did around one another.
It had been fun watching this sort of interaction, but of course the boys would drag me into the mix as well because they loved getting some good grabs in on me. I tended to let them get away with it most times, but every once in a while I would have to retaliate. This was mostly against the two younger boys with me being more careful in regards to Dane because I knew how sensitive he was about it. Still there was plenty of goofing around with the thirteen year old boy, and I could tell he always enjoyed it as he clung on to me and smiled puckishly.
The two boys now settled down with Anatoli sighing as Dane wrapped his arm over the younger boy’s shoulders and across his chest snuggling his cheek along the boy’s face. It hadn’t taken Anatoli long to worm his way into the teen’s affection just like he did with most everyone. At eleven years old he was getting to the age where he was almost too old for this among older friends, yet still young enough to get away with it. Now I watched as Dane ran his fingers across the blond curly haired boy’s chest and stomach. Of course Anatoli immediately popped a little stiffie his two and a half inch erection stretching out the snug fitting tight elastic fabric of his skimpy bathing suit.
Dane glanced down and chuckled shaking his head. “Damn Anatoli aren’t you even embarrassed by the way it shows?” He asked the younger boy who looked down and shrugged his shoulders before craning his neck and looking at the young teen.
“Not really. It isn’t as if you haven’t seen it before, besides you're not some girl or anything.” He retorted making Dane scrunch up his face.
“Yeah, but if that’s true why do you have such a hard time getting undressed in front of us?” He asked legitimately since we all knew the younger boy didn’t seem to mind being seen like this or even have his goods groped openly so long as it was covered.
The younger boy fell silent biting his lower lip and leaned back further without saying anything. He remained quiet opting to simply enjoy the way Dane was running his fingers over his smooth skin making him sigh with pleasure and shiver getting totally relaxed. Of course the older boy didn’t comment any further accepting things for what they were as he slowly allowed his fingers to travel down across the boy’s stomach before dipping between Anatoli’s legs.
My eyes bulged outwards because this was the first time I’ve actually seen the thirteen year old boy openly fondling Anatoli, or anyone else for that matter, as he used his thumb and finger to trace along the edges of the younger boy’s rigid penis. I watched as Dane’s eyes followed along with what he was doing while the curly haired boy’s eyes remained closed as he shivered and merely enjoyed the sensation of being fondled. Dane allowed his fingers to dip down further cupping Anatoli’s small purse as if getting a feel for them before once more running his fingers over the petite two and a half inch boy erection.
“That feels so nice.” Anatoli whispered softly getting a small smirk from the thirteen year old boy whose curiosity seemed to be satiated for now because he let go and once more began tracing his hands over the boy’s tummy and chest.
It had been so sexy to witness as Dane now glanced over towards me and blushed while I chuckled knowingly. He had asked once about me fondling the younger boy and why I did it, now though it seems as if the tables had been turned on Dane and he finally seemed to get it. Anatoli didn’t mind being touched, even encouraging it, so in the end he was simply too adorably sweet to resist the temptation.
“What?” Dane asked with a smirk on his face.
“Nothing.” I replied with Anatoli grabbing the thirteen year old boy’s hand and shoving it between his legs making me bust up laughing my ass off because Dane’s eyes literally bulged out of his head at the forcefulness of the younger boy as he immediately jerked his hand back.
Anatoli craned his neck looking at his companion questioningly while Dane blushed. “Shit Anatoli maybe this was a mistake…you know…me sort of…um…you know.” He sighed looking a little worried about having taken things a bit too far.
“Why, didn’t you like it?” The younger boy asked with me watching the exchange intently because this sounded very familiar.
“No…I mean…yes…shit…I don’t know Anatoli.” Dane flushed a bit nervously not knowing how to really answer while the younger boy continued to scrutinize him. Sighing Dane seemed to cave in a bit to his feelings not able to resist the younger boy. “Yeah…I guess. I mean it’s just I was kind of…uh…you know curious…but yeah it was kind of nice. But it’s kind of wrong too…you know.” He asserted with Anatoli leaning back and shrugging his shoulders.
“If you liked it and I liked it then it can’t be too wrong.” The boy insisted, but didn’t pressure Dane to continue; instead, getting comfy once more in the teen’s embrace.
Watching the exchange I could tell this was a bit troubling for the thirteen year old teen who glanced over at me before looking away. He shifted in his chair getting cozy and wrapped his arm around Anatoli deep in thought. We all fell silent with the blond curly haired boy beginning to drowse in Dane’s warm embrace while the teen’s features were drawn into a frown as he chewed away at his own deep thoughts and what just happened.
Dane couldn’t believe he had actually done something like this to Anatoli. He had seen Robby doing the same thing on numerous occasions and it had always piqued his interest wondering what it would be like to actually touch the younger boy. He also wondered what it would be like to do something similar with Robby, maybe more so with the older boy than the younger one. He’d thought about these sorts of things in the past with boys in general, but lately he’s actually been fantasizing about Robby, Gabe, and Anatoli in a sexual way.
Then a few minutes ago things sort of happened. The younger boy had kind of set him off when he got groped because he had actually enjoyed it when the cute little guy had touched him down there. Then with Anatoli in his arms and completely opened up the way he was he couldn’t resist anymore needing to know what it felt like to actually touch someone else even if it was through his form fitting bathing suit. Unable to hold off any longer, he had reached down between the other boy’s legs; completely surprised Anatoli hadn’t protested and even seemed to like it. The way the boy’s goods felt in his fingers sent a thrill through Dane’s body, and he enjoyed it wanting to do more; even considering shoving his hand beneath the boy’s bathing suit, but that would have been going too far.
The whole incident had lasted all of five seconds, and had been something so atypical of the thirteen year old boy who always watched how he behaved around other boys knowing he was gay. Now though for a brief few moments he had let his guard down a bit as he fondled the younger boy. To his surprise Anatoli hadn’t seemed to mind in the least, and actually had encouraged more on his part which he most certainly wasn’t ready for. It was one thing to perhaps cuddle and maybe mess around a tad bit, but to actually act on his urges; especially, with a sweet kid like Anatoli was going too far. The boy was still so young and he didn’t want to take advantage of the special bond the two of them had formed over the months. Sighing, Dane finally let these troubling thoughts go like he had seen Robby do and finally accepted things for the way they were. If Anatoli hadn’t minded the incident then he wouldn’t let it bother him for now either.
From time to time I glanced over towards the thirteen year old boy knowing he was going through some of the same emotions I had gone through a few months earlier. Then I noticed a change in Dane’s features and knew he had finally come to terms with what happened and I smiled happy for him. I knew he was having issues dealing with the whole gay thing, but it was nice to see him finally accept the fact of how he was allowed to be curious about things too. It was only natural whether he was gay or straight. We all are curious about our sexuality and our bodies, including those of others. At last we all seemed to relax under the open shaded area as we let our minds drift and enjoy the peace and quiet for a bit.
My phone ringing a short while later roused us from our pleasant respite as I reached down next to my lounge chair my fingers groping around for my cell phone. Finding it I lifted it up and answered. It was Mrs. M asking for Anatoli because she had some news for him.
“Hey, Anatoli it’s your mom…something about a package from home?” I told him with the boy immediately squirming out of Dane’s arms and running over to snatch up the phone out of my hands.
The suddenness of the younger boy’s departure from off the lounge chair caught Dane by surprise and for a split second I noticed the obvious outline of what appeared to be a very thick penis where the fabric of his boardshorts had settled around it from Anatoli leaning up against his crotch area. The outline of his thick tube appeared to angle off in a sideways direction against his swim trunks. It had only been a brief glimpse before the thirteen year old boy immediately moved his left hand over his groin covering himself up while lifting his left leg bending it at the knee and angling it inwards effectively blocking my view. It had been more force of habit on Dane’s part than him actually catching me having seen it with my own penis twitching nervously. It was the first time I’ve even glimpsed anything remotely on him which would hint at what he actually had between his legs. Then again I still wasn’t sure because it had been quick so I couldn’t actually tell if he had an erection or what. It had looked thick making me fairly certain it had been an erection, but I couldn’t be sure because from all other indications he essentially had a pretty big penis.
Anatoli squealing excitedly got my attention as he told his mom he was coming right home before he hung up and handed me back my phone. “I hope you don’t mind about dinner Robby, but Mom says we got a package today from Grandfather so I am going home.” He stated eagerly with me nodding my head understandingly.
“Sure that’s perfectly fine. You still have your tutor tomorrow right?” I asked knowing Lisa was planning on slipping the little guy his real test without him knowing.
“Yes, even though I keep telling Lisa I no longer need to go anymore. I think I’m ready to take the test at school, but she says for me to take one more practice test so we can see if there is something else I need to work on.” He sighed with me nodding my head.
“Well Dane will be heading into the city to visit his dad tomorrow, and I sort of need to get some things done, so why don’t we just have a day off tomorrow for all of us.” I suggested having an ulterior motive for taking time off.
The two boys nodded their heads in agreement, but Anatoli seemed to study me for a few moments longer and opened his mouth to say something before shrugging it off. I could tell there was something on his mind, but I didn’t press him since I had things on mine as well. With the younger boy leaving, Dane decided maybe he should head home as well. We were planning on dinner together tonight, but he seemed to think maybe it would be nice to wait for his mom to come home and have supper with her since it’s been a while. When I thought on it I sighed knowing my dad wouldn’t be home for the next couple of days because he had to cover for someone at a big seminar. I knew he hadn’t wanted to go, but it was his responsibility since the doctor who was going to do it backed out due his wife having complications with her first child birth. I know my father tried to get out of it, but because of his position at the hospital he was required to take over.
Smiling at Dane as I helped him out of the lounge chair I offered him a ride, but he shrugged it off saying it was a nice day and he enjoyed riding his bike. It wasn’t so new and spiffy anymore having been busted up pretty good that first day I had met him, but with Donavan’s and my help we tore it apart and fixed everything up putting it back together for him. Not new by any stretch of the imagination, but in perfect working order nonetheless.
This meant a relaxing evening alone for me since the two boys were heading out and my dad wouldn’t be home either. Watching Dane leave on his bike while Anatoli headed down the back trail on his ATV, I pulled out my phone and called up Crystal to cancel our usual weekly little tryst for tomorrow. I wasn’t in the mood, which is kind of odd for a teenaged boy to say about getting laid, but lately it’s become even more confusing for me with what Crystal and I were doing. I loved the sex because it was absolutely fantastic busting a nut inside of the sexy nubile girl, but there was something vital missing and I could sense she was beginning to feel the same way about our sexual excursions. It didn’t take much convincing on my part to cancel our usual self serving sexual interests before turning and heading back inside the house all alone.
In the past this was normal for me, but lately I’ve been enjoying having both Anatoli and Dane over almost on a daily basis. I was missing them already as I exhaled with my shoulders slumping heading for the bathroom and a much needed shower. I wasn’t even in the mood for a good jacking as I looked down at my flaccid three inch penis which didn’t even twitch or give any indication of wanting to get hard. So after a quick shower I dried off and without even bothering to get dressed made my way into the kitchen, fixed a sandwich for dinner and then turned in early while it was still light outside.
It was quiet in the house when morning arrived. It was earlier than usual as I got up to do my morning rituals minus my usual playtime with my favorite toy as it deflated once I released the floodgates. It was going to be a melancholy kind of day, but I wanted to get an early start with Amber as I fixed some cold cereal, got dressed and saddled the mare who seemed to pick up on my glum demeanor. She snorted at me and gave me a friendly nip on the arm rousing me out of my dazed state as I chuckled and patted her neck.
“Sorry girl.” I sighed apologetically. “I guess it is just one of those days.”
It was a perfect day for a ride and I knew exactly where to go as we slowly made our way towards the outskirts of a wilder section within our property boundary. This early in the morning the air was still crisp and cool enough so it wasn’t as stifling despite the bright sun already shining down on us as I guided Amber along the trail. The mare really didn’t need any urging, knowing exactly where we were going.
The mare, like me, enjoyed being out in the backcountry as she plodded along with her ears twitching at every slight noise and snorting every once in a while like horses tended to do just to let us know they were still there. Smiling I patted her neck as we rode along silently. A few hours later we crested a small rise and the landscape opened up into a nice clearing with a view of a big untouched expanse. Mountains with snow on top loomed way off in the distance all of which was protected federal lands and probably would never be touched by human hands.
Stopping at a little fenced in area I climbed down off of Amber and enjoyed the view before taking a look at our family burial ground. These days it was typically illegal to bury people outside of a true cemetery, but we had several generations buried here and it was considered consecrated grounds having been blessed and everything years ago by the church. Strange considering how it was way out here in the middle of nowhere. Coming on horseback from the house it took a while, but there was also a wider track accessible by ATV’s or four wheel vehicles which angled off and connected to the main roadway, cutting down on travel time to just under an hour if this route was taken.
There was even a small mortar and stone church overlooking the grave site. Granted it wasn’t anything big, more like a small one room building with a small alter, chair or two, and a few tools in one corner. Opening up the small door which protested on unused hinges I gathered up some tools to do some much needed work around the place. I started with the hinges on the door before tending to the graves.
It took me the rest of the morning and part of early afternoon, but I finally managed to spruce up the area a bit so it wouldn’t be too overgrown. It was a natural type of setting with a grassy like knoll which waved around in the warm breeze. I left things in their natural state for the most part, but did clear away the area from branches and brush which threatened to overrun the place if not maintained every once in a while.
With my body glistening in a fine sheen of sweat I looked around satisfied as I took a seat in front of Mom’s and Mike’s grave markers. Tears welled up in my eyes because I really missed them as I exhaled and looked over towards the mountains in the distance which seemed to shimmer a bit from the sunlight glistening off their snowy topped peaks. I started talking to mom first letting her know all the things going on since I last visited.
Then it was Mike’s turn as a lone streak coursed its way down my cheek. “Hey Bro…it’s been a while, huh?” I asked nodding my head. “I’ve made some new friends you know, and I think you would have really like them. Anatoli’s only eleven…I know kind of young to be like a real friend, but Mike you’d love him to death. He still has that little innocence, you know where you can just hug and squeeze him to death, but he’s also smart as a whip and a very good friend to have.” I whispered softly smiling despite myself.
“Of course it doesn’t hurt that he’s so damn sexy to boot…but don’t tell mom that…,” I giggled leaning in and holding my hand up to my mouth whispering conspiratorially at my brother so as to not let my mom hear. I could still see him in my memories smiling his big knowing grin and giving me a wink in return. “There’s just something about Anatoli…it’s kind of hard to explain though. I mean I really love him you know…like a little brother, maybe more. I only hope I can be a good big brother like you were to me Mike. You know, I really miss hanging out with you.” I chuckled playing around with some of the grass between my legs as I twisted them in my fingers falling silent for a bit.
Amber snorted and I looked over noticing her stretching out her neck to get at some of the green soft leaves to chew on making me smile. “Mike do you remember Gabe?” I chuckled. “Well you wouldn’t know him anymore because he’s sort of grown up like, you know how it is. Well, his brother Donavan is prudish as ever so it was left to me to talk to Gabe about certain things and well, let’s just say he’s having a lot of fun…you know what I mean.” I giggled conspiratorially. “He’s so damn sexy too Mike and I have a feeling there’s going to be a lot of boys and girls falling by the wayside of his cute sexy endearing nature. Some already have.” I added shaking my head once more falling silent for a few moments.
“Oh, also a new boy moved to town, his name is Dane, well he’s Crystal’s second cousin or some such thing. Which reminds me, I’m no longer a virgin either Mike. Me and Crystal, well we sort of…you know. It’s nothing serious though and I think we both know it. I mean, it’s fun and all, and of course the two of us doing it is fantastic, but there just isn’t a real type of connection other than us being really good friends.” I sighed shaking my head at the simplicity of our relationship being nothing more than about the sex.
“Anyway, Dane’s dad got hurt real bad in the fireworks plant explosion so they are staying over at Crystal’s parent’s place. He’s a real hero you know because he didn’t even hesitate to go in and save all those people. The man knew everything could blow up, but he went inside the building several times saving a lot of lives. He was lucky to survive the main explosion, but got hurt really bad.” I explained shaking my head.
“Dane’s thirteen, but we’ve become really good friends. I like him a lot Mike, but he’s kind of shy and all. He says he’s gay, but you know this sort of thing never really bothered us…did it.” I chuckled knowing Mike had a few friends who were gay as well. “Anyway, we’ve sort of hit it off and have become pretty tight. He’s a really good looking kid and I wish he’d loosen up a bit and not be so timid about things at times. Gabe hit on him a while back and in a way still is I suppose. Maybe if Dane loosens up both him and Gabe can have a bit of fun together…if you know what I mean.” I giggled once more.
It was nice being able to talk about these things. I was still too young when Mike died to have these sorts of talks, but I knew it wouldn’t have been an issue either if he had still been alive when I started to have these types of sexual thoughts as I continued. “I’m not so lonely at the ranch anymore not with Anatoli, Gabe, and Dane out there with me most days in one way or another.” I whispered falling silent once.
Sitting there I continued to talk to Mike about everything going on around the ranch, in Swedeville, and with dad at the hospital in the city. It was a pleasant time as I chatted with him as if he were sitting right there with me. I had known him so well: all his nuances, quirks, and mannerisms that I even heard his responses as if he were still alive letting me know how he felt about certain things and questions I had. It was nice being able to chat like this with my older brother. He was of course dead in real life, but his spirit still existed in my heart and mind as I sat there shooting the breeze with him.
By the time I finished visiting with mom and Mike it was already mid-afternoon so I decided to take the long circuit back home. It was a long lazy afternoon as I casually made my way along some of the back trails before arriving home well past dinner time. Making sure to give Amber a good rubdown and providing her with plenty of water along with extra feed for her workout, I finally took care of myself as I headed indoors grabbing a bite to eat before taking a nice hot shower.
Sitting down on the couch in nothing but my boxer briefs I noticed my cell phone flashing and looked to see who had called. I had several messages on my phone, but the area where I had ridden today was very sketchy with limited reception so I never bothered turning it on. It didn’t surprise me how I had several messages from the Markowsky’s. Smirking, I pretty much knew what it was all about as I dialed their number.
A few minutes later I was slipping into a pair of shorts and shirt pausing long enough to open up my lower dresser drawer pulling out a box I had stashed away. Fifteen minutes later I was knocking on the Markowsky’s door and was almost bowled over by an exuberant little Anatoli who was beside himself about having passed his exams chatting away a hundred miles an hour as he tugged on my arm pulling me inside. Mrs. Markowsky leaned in giving me a kiss on the cheek smiling proudly at her little boy.
“I still can’t believe I passed. Lisa was real sneaky you know and didn’t tell me she was giving me the real test.” He pouted for all of a second before smiling and once again giving me a big hug.
“Congratulation,” I chuckled ruffling his hair and handing over the wrapped package to the boy who glanced down at it and frowned.
“A gift…but why?” He asked completely taken aback looking over to his mom with a nervous expression on his face. “I don’t understand.” He added looking up into my eyes biting his lower lip.
“Geeze, for passing of course, you silly knucklehead.” I chuckled giving him a little friendly punch in the arm and watching as he slowly reached out taking the package from me a bit tentatively.
“But…I…,” he began hesitantly which worried me because I thought he’d be happy so I began to speculate maybe he was a bit hurt wondering how I knew about the exam.
“Oh…you see Lisa explained how you were nervous about the test so told me she was going to slip it to you on the sly. She already knew you’d pass, but this way you wouldn’t be so anxious. Anyway, I knew today you’d be taking your real test and since she said you’d pass for sure I figured an appropriate gift for the occasion was in order.” I announced with Anatoli smiling at me sweetly as he glanced over to his mom who nodded her head smiling at her son letting him know it was alright.
“Thank you so much Robby, but you really shouldn’t have because you’ve already done so much for me, for us.” The boy sniffled immediately stepping forward and giving me such a tight hug I had difficulty breathing making me wonder what had gotten into him.
“You haven’t even opened it yet.” I chuckled seeing the younger boy blush as he stepped back and ripped off the paper opening up the box and exclaiming in surprise.
“It…mom…it’s a tablet. This is so sweet!” The boy belted out in good ole fashion American kid speak before launching himself forward into my arms forcing me to hang on to him as he wrapped his legs around my waist and gave me a big wet sloppy kiss right on the lips which seemed to linger a bit long.
Glancing over towards Anatoli’s mom, I got a little worried what she would think, but Mrs. M merely snapped a picture of her son giving me a smooch right on the lips confusing and embarrassing me even further. I mean her son gives me a very passionate kiss on the mouth and she doesn’t even seem to mind. Of course she’s seen how close the two of us have been around one another, but I never did anything inappropriate while she was around, most definitely not giving her son a full blown kiss on the lips.
Setting the exuberant boy back on his feet I smiled as he wiped away some happy tears with part of his pajama shirt and looked at me a bit mischievously making me nervous about what he had up his sleeve now. Anytime he got a certain look in his eye I knew the boy was up to no good.
“Robby this is being good of you.” I heard Mrs. M saying as I glanced over at her and shrugging. “Well he’s worked hard so deserves something for it.” I assured her.
“Um…Robby…,” I heard the younger boy pipe up as he smiled at me and glanced over towards his mom who nodded and got up making me frown as to what these two were up to. “Anyway, remember how I had to go home because I got a package from Grandfather?” He asked with me nodding because who could forget, it just happened yesterday. “Well, I’ve been expecting the package and I was getting a little worried it wouldn’t arrive on time.” He tried to explain making me furrow my eyes wondering what he was talking about. “I mean I asked him months and months ago so it worried me, but it arrived just on time.” He smiled happily as he glanced over my shoulder forcing me to crane my neck wondering what he was looking at and forgetting what he was talking about figuring he’d fill me in later since he was now distracted by something else.
It was Mrs. M walking back into the room with a large flat rectangular object in her hands about forty or fifty inches long. It was all wrapped up in what looked like birthday paper catching me by surprise as I felt the blood drain from my face while my hands began to shake uncontrollably. I didn’t think they had known, not the exact date, but they must have found out somehow. My lungs began to constrict in my chest making it difficult for me to breathe as I sluggishly wrapped my arms around my body.
“Happy Birthday Robby!” I heard Anatoli shouting out excitedly, but everything began to fade into the background with my vision turning all fuzzy like. “Robby?...Mom!” I heard Anatoli’s voice rise in pitch with his concerned face swimming in front of my eyes.
“I…I...think I’m gonna…,” I began before suddenly bolting for their bathroom with my hand pressed against my mouth as I felt the vomit rise up into my mouth with some of it coming out of my nose and through my lips despite them being tightly clamped before I even made it there.
By the time I got to my knees burying my head in their toilet bowl the front of my shirt was wet with bile as I now removed my hand allowing my body to heave spewing out the rest of my dinner. My whole insides kept churning and contracting painfully with sobs escaping my lips in-between the bouts of upheavals making it difficult for me to catch my breathe. I literally thought I was going to suffocate when I felt a cool soothing hand across my brow with a loving arm wrapped around my body holding my chest comfortingly.
Then I could make out a soft tender soothing voice cutting through the haziness of my mind. “It’s alright Robby…I’m here.” I heard the familiar soft singsong voice belonging to my mom as I collapsed in the warm loving motherly embrace.
Giving in to the stress of the day, I finally let myself go even though I knew it wasn’t my mom holding me in such a gentle tender kind of way. It was Mrs. Markowsky who supported my weight while I simply let everything go and began to cry with huge sobs wracking my body. I could hear Anatoli’s worried tone of voice inquiring frantically as to what was going on, but he had reverted back to his own native language so I couldn’t make it all out. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway because my mind at the moment was a jumbled mess of thoughts as I heard Mrs. Markowsky reply back in a language I couldn’t make out, but thought sounded beautiful before it once more became quiet inside the small bathroom.
The silence was marked only with the noise coming from my sobs of hurt and frustration. I suppose Mrs. Markowsky must have told Anatoli to leave us alone for now so I could let everything out of my system even though I knew both mother and son were confused by this turn of events.
“It’s not fair…why did they have to die.” I finally got out between hiccups before my stomach once more churned and went all Katy Wonkers on me, which forced the vomit up from inside my stomach as I suddenly lurched forward my body heaving in another bout of spasms.
My abdomen and chest ached from the upheaval and the intensity of the contractions as I kept managing to spew out the meager contents of my stomach until there was nothing left. Even then the contractions didn’t stop with me having dry heaves one after another which I thought were even more painful. Throughout it all I could feel Mrs. Markowsky’s soft hand across my brow supporting my head and her warm embrace around my body holding my chest.
Ever so slowly I began to calm down with Mrs. Markowsky somehow managing to get a damp rag running the cool cloth across my forehead soothingly before wiping it over my face and mouth. I suppose I must have been a mess as she slowly and methodically cleaned away my bile while my world slowly came back into focus.
Closing the toilet lid I slid into a sitting position feeling Mrs. M releasing me as she got up, flushed the toilet, and began rinsing out the rag. With my body shaking from the intensity of my upheaval I somehow managed to climb up taking a seat on the toilet lid. My eyes watched Anatoli’s mom while she busied herself with cleaning off my face and hands looking down at my shirt and sighing.
Following her gaze I looked at myself noticing how the front of my shirt was covered with my vomit. “Robby let’s us get you out of filthy shirt…yes.” She smiled soothingly at me as I peeled out of my soiled shirt handing it over to her inside out so it wouldn’t get on her hands.
She set it aside and began running the damp cloth over my chest and stomach before stopping while I looked down noticing some of my bile had even managed to splatter across my shorts. Without a second thought I lifted up my hips sliding out of my shorts with me now in nothing but my boxer briefs. I could see Mrs. Markowsky eyeing my near naked state briefly before smiling at me warmly and placing my dirty shorts on top of my shirt. It was if her eyes had given me the once over and she seemed pleased with what she had seen nodding at me approvingly. It’s not like she hadn’t seen me in a similar state of undress before, like when I was wearing my bathing suit for example, but I suppose wearing boxer briefs which fit snugly around my teen goods probably provided her with a bit more to look at than in the past.
“I’m so sorry and ashamed about…,” I began breaking the silence as I waved my hand towards my filthy clothing. “It’s just…,” I exhaled noisily wincing because I still ached as I shook my head a bit embarrassed by the incident.
“No…no Robby…it is being alright. No worry, so the clothes to being dirty. I simply put in wash…yes.” She smiled warmly at me while I nodded my head at her sincerity, but it isn’t what I was really embarrassed about.
I watched as Mrs. Markowsky poured some mouthwash into a cup and handed it to me making me smile because she even seemed to understand how awful my mouth tasted. Tilting my head back I poured the contents into my mouth swigging it around really good and even gargling to get that acid like feeling from my throat before I spit it back into the cup. Anatoli’s mom smiled nodding her head as she took the cup from me and rinsed it out placing it aside before turning her attention back towards me.
“Better?” She asked in her thick accent while pulling on the sturdy wicker like hamper basked with a lid on it and taking a seat in front of me.
Nodding my head I smiled back before looking down at my fingers twiddling around in my lap nervously. “Yeah…I’m feeling better…it’s just…the whole birthday thing caught me by surprise is all.” I told her quietly glancing up noticing her furrowed eyebrows looking at me questioningly.
“But why?” She asked curiously while I shrugged my shoulders tears welling up in my eyes threatening to send me once more over the edge.
A gentle pat on my cheek as Mrs. M placed her soft palm against my face almost made me break down once more because it reminded me so much of my mom’s soft touch. “Please Robby…I do not be understanding. You no to be celebrating the birthday?” She asked while I shook my head indicating I didn’t.
“No…,” I whispered back softly as the bad memories began flooding my thoughts of that horrible day a few years back.
“Robby?” I heard the soft voice bringing me back to the moment.
Shaking my head sadly I took a deep breathe to calm myself once more. “No…not for a few years now Mrs. M. These days I spend my birthdays up at the graveyard visiting mom and Mike.” I replied seeing her puzzled look as her deep blue orbs penetrated my defenses.
Those eyes reminded me so much of Anatoli’s steady gaze, searching me intently for answers forcing me to look away as the memories seemed to invade my thoughts traveling back to that horrible day. “Mike was very sick you know. Even after I gave him my bone marrow he still didn’t get any better. He was in so much pain and dying…we all knew it, yet he held on for the longest time. The doctors couldn’t explain it, but on the last day I could see it in his eyes…and just knew this was the day as he smiled at me happily.” I whispered softly in explanation with tears streaming down my cheeks as I looked up into Mrs. M’s soft eyes seeing tears welling up there as well.
“He was a kind gentle person you know and everyone loved him. I couldn’t have asked for a better big brother.” I continued with my eyes looking away and focusing on the open front door seeing a shadow just around the corner in the hallway knowing Anatoli was also listening.
I didn’t want him to hear, but it was too late now because I had started and needed to finish up shifting my gaze back towards his mom. “I still remember how quiet it was in his room that day. Dad was there holding me in his lap, and we were sitting next to Mike’s bed when he reached out to me taking my hand in his. It was warm, soft, and gentle. He seemed happy you know, and it was like there was this spark in his eyes again, if only for a bit. It’s kind of funny how I thought his eyes looked just like mine…like our mom’s too. I miss both of them so much.” I sighed shaking my head falling silent for a few moments. “To this day I still recall his last words to me.” I whispered softly.
My sight became blurry with tears freely running down my cheeks as I looked over into Mrs. Markowsky’s eyes with them seemingly having turned a soft blue type of color now before telling her my older brother’s last words with his dying breathe. “Happy birthday little bro…I needed to be here for your tenth birthday. It’s the only thing I really wanted. I love you so much Robby, you too dad, and wanted to be here for you, but I’m too tired. I just need you to know though I will always love you just like mom always loved you. I’m so sorry, but I think I need to go now.” I began to cry once more my whole body shaking and feeling Mrs. Markowsky wrapping her arms around me.
“He was smiling and looking at me gently when I whispered back to him…’I love you too Mike…please don’t go.’ Then I saw him close his eyes and he…he was simply gone. One moment his hand was holding on to mine and then they went limp and he was gone.” I sobbed like a baby in Mrs. Markowsky’s arms with huge shudders wracking my body.
The bitter sweet memories of my tenth birthday were forever scorched in my memories as I glanced over towards the doorway to see a shadowy figure moving away and heading towards the bedroom across the hall. I felt bad now because I knew this had probably upset the younger boy as I exhaled softly and released myself from Mrs. M’s tender embrace. Her eyes looked at me softly with her giving me an affectionate smile as she reached up patting my cheek affectionately.
“Dad and I don’t celebrate my birthday anymore…well not on the actual day. Instead we do it the following weekend. Usually me and dad will head up to the graveyard and get it all cleaned up, but this year he couldn’t make it. I know he felt awful about it, but I understand how sometimes it can’t be helped. I’m so sorry if I ruined your surprise for me.” I smiled back feeling completely drained.
“It is being alright Robby…of course we are to be understanding. It is only being Anatoli planning for much time now. He was happy for exam, but also because of special gift for you.” She smiled at me understandingly.
Shaking my head my eyes began to well up again because the sweetness of the smaller boy never ceased to amaze me. “I love him so much sometimes my heart aches.” I began catching myself and blushing now as I tried to recover. “I…uh…I mean…not in the…um…I mean the two of us never…uh…,” I began, but only managed to stumble over my tongue with Mrs. M reaching over and patting my cheek smiling softly at me.
“Robby it is to being alright and I understand. You are very handsome boy…my Anatoli beautiful little boy…it is only natural.” She smiled reassuringly making me furrow my eyebrows a bit confused wondering what she was really getting at.
“No…it’s nothing like…I mean…,” I began but I couldn’t really say it wasn’t anything like she was thinking because in some ways it was while in other ways it wasn’t, so instead I compromised. “I’d never do anything to hurt him Mrs. M, I love him too much.” I spoke softly glancing up seeing her frowning at me a bit puzzled now too as if wondering about other certain things. “Anyway, I guess I better talk with him about everything. I don’t want him to feel bad about tonight since it isn’t his fault.” I exhaled standing up with Anatoli’s mom smiling and getting up as well.
“You go visit with our little treasure and I will be doing the washing of clothes…yes.” She grinned at me warmly. “I know you no celebrate birthday…but I am thinking you are to be enjoying Anatoli’s gift. It is being special and only thing he can do for you. He be loving you too Robby…more than you know. We all do.” She tried to assure me.
“Yes I know Mrs. Markowsky and I’m alright now. I’m sure I will love anything Anatoli gives me for my birthday. I hope it didn’t put him out too much. Just having him in my life is more than a birthday gift for me.” I told her sincerely as I leaned in and gave her a very warm hug. “Thanks for everything Mrs. M. It was nice having someone there for me for a little while reminding me of what it is like having a mom again. You remind me a lot of her you know…my mom. Thanks for that.” I kissed her on the cheek before the two of us released one another and I made my way towards Anatoli’s room.
Knocking softly on his bedroom door I heard a small voice saying it was alright to come in. Stepping inside I could see the younger boy sitting on his bed with his knees pressed against his chest and his arms wrapped around them tightly while he sniffled. He had on his pajamas already with his top being unbuttoned because it was still warm outside at this time of year keeping it a bit stuffy inside their home as well. It wasn’t hot or anything inside the house, but simply comfortable enough so I could walk around in just my underwear and the younger boy warm enough to leave his pajama top unbuttoned.
Anatoli’s gaze shifted upwards watching me silently as I approached sitting down next to him noticing his tear streaked face. It broke my heart as I reached out wrapping my arm around his shoulder. The smaller boy uncurled and leaned his body into mine as he sniffled.
“I’m so sorry Robby. I…I…didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t know.” He cried softly in my arms with me sighing sadly and a bit upset for making the boy feel so guilty.
“No…I’m the one who’s sorry Anatoli. You didn’t do anything wrong and wanted to do something special for me. I love you so much…you know that right?” I asked his sad face nodding as he glanced up looking into my eyes.
Leaning over I gently kissed him on the lips feeling the boy respond back in kind. I always loved how he tasted and I could feel myself chubbing up despite the situation. He always had a way of making me feel so alive inside as we slowly separated.
“I love you too Robby, but I made this day so awful for you.” He protested still feeling bad while I gazed down into his eyes and shook my head.
“No, if anything you made it special again.” I whispered back earnestly seeing the boy frown.
“I…really…I mean…how?” He asked a bit perplexed.
“Because you reminded me of how important it is to celebrate my birthday with the people I love. I know my dad didn’t have a choice and couldn’t be here today, but it doesn’t mean he loves me any less. Besides, I don’t think Mike would want me not to share my birthday with family and friends. He’d want me to be happy on a day like this. I think maybe in many ways it is why he held on for so long because he knew it was important to be there on a day like this with the ones you love. So in a way you gave me a very precious gift Anatoli. You reminded me of the love Mike had for me, and also how much I appreciate having you in my life.” I whispered softly to him running my fingers through his blond curly locks.
We both remained silent for several minutes cuddling together and enjoying the closeness of our bodies before I broke the silence. “So your mom says you got me something really special for my birthday.”
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End of Chapter Fourteen
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