Friends or What

Friends or What?-Chapter VIII AUTHOR: Barry Mattison

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INTRODUCTION:

This is a fictional story about how two young guys grew up as friends since 3rd grade and are now in their Junior year ready to end the year, planning summer vacation. One likes the other and has had a crush on him for some time, but doesn't really know what that means, the other has a girlfriend and doesn't really see anything beyond his childhood friend other than their friendship.

The characters in "Friends or What?" are all fictional and any semblance to real persons--living or deceased--is purely coincidental.

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This fictional story and others written and published by this author are written for the gay reader in particular and describe scenes of male nudity and sexual acts between two or more guys that some readers may find inappropriate and/or unsuitable for their reading. Please do not read any further if you find such reading offensive or if it may become property of anyone under the age of 21. "Friends or What?" is copyrighted by Barry Mattison under the Registered Trademark Foxstories® and published as StoriesByBm© with exclusive permission to publish given to the Nifty Alliance Archive only. Anyone wishing to use any stories published under either copyright may go to the web site listed above and read the information posted there for legal limitations. Copying, distribution or re-publication of this writing in any other web site, private or otherwise, without written permission of the author is a violation of local, national and international copyright laws and will be pursued to the fullest extent allowable by applicable laws governing that country.

Chapter VIII

Todd here with you in chapter 8...seems as though granny has been busy behind our backs recently. So far she's managed to get Power of Attorney over Jason and severed Parental Rights from his parents; she also promised to help change my situation as well. I hope she can do something because there's no way I'm going back to that foster home for even one more day! The other problem is that most likely Jason will now live at the farm and go to the local school for his Senior year --at least I presume he will -- while I go back to our old school...something neither of us are not too thrilled about. Granny hasn't said anything about it yet and we haven't asked yet, but we plan to double team her and see if we can finish our year at our own school.

We had gone up to our room after Jason's parents had left to talk. Jason was sitting up against the head of the bed and I was resting my head in his lap, looking up at him occasionally as we talked.

"I can't stand the thought of being separated from you for a day. Don't even talk about a whole month," I said, looking at Jason.

"We'll have to ask granny what she has in mind before we both go crazy. I'd like to know where I'm going to live, go to school, all that stuff," Jason replied.

"Maybe we can talk to her after dinner tonight...we can all sit out back on the porch and watch the sunset together, get a conversation going, maybe she'll give us some clue about our future. School starts in ten days. That's not much time to get ready. Besides, I don't know about you, but I'd like to graduate with the goofballs we've spent all these years with. At least say goodbye to the inside of my locker."

"Meanwhile, let's not waste time watching the paint dry, remember?"

"Oh yeah. Sit up and take your clothes off, except for your sexy underwear. Then lay on the bed, face up...I'm going to blindfold you."

"This sounds like fun, or kinky. What have you been watching or reading?"

"Never mind babe, trust me."

I did as Jason told me to do, feeling the blood filling my erection at the thought of what he might be going to do. I didn't have to wait long. In a few minutes I felt slippery hands start working me over, starting at my feet. Slowly they wound their way up my legs, stopping momentarily when I could hear Jason adding more slippery stuff. Eventually they arrived at the base of my balls. On the way up the feeling of the slippery hands had aroused me so much that I had slowly spread my legs apart until they were wide apart and I could feel Jason slide in between them. He continued moving his hands up the inside of both thighs, one working up under the edge of my tighty whities and playing with my balls and the other sneaking in the other side and start playing with my flag pole. Both hands took turns working together, never stopping massaging balls, cock, even occasionally sliding up and down my anxious crack and plunging in a finger before moving back to once again massage and play until I was close to coming. My breathing was increasing and I was moaning when I felt another cock slide in beside mine and the hands started massaging both cocks at the same time. Jason knew I had an underwear fetish, but I hadn't thought of something like this. I was so turned on with both cocks inside, close to spewing teen cum in my undies that just the thought pushed me over the edge. MY hips raised half my body off the bed as I began to come in gobs and spurts followed by Jason until my whities were filled with a combination of our seed. It seemed like it took forever for my breathing to return to normal after the mask came off and my eyes adjusted to the light. Jason was still on his knees between my legs. Slowly he leaned down onto my chest, rubbing his still hard cock against mine, both of them sliding around in all the teen spunk that was seeping through the front of my undies.

"Excited honey?"

"That was hot...different...but hot. I've read erotic stories about guys that jerk off then go around with the spunk in their underwear before, but there's about a gallon there."

"Didn't I mention that you have to go down to dinner wearing those?"

"That might be a problem with leaking fluid all over the floor, my clothes...and then explaining to granny the smell of sex in my jeans. I must admit it's sort of kinky and sexy all at once, but icky too. I think we'd better take a shower and be a little more presentable for dinner this time. But that was fun trying different things and I hope we never stop getting bored and keep trying new things together." I carefully stood up, trying to contain all the juices running down my legs with one hand. Reaching out with my other hand I grabbed Jason's to help him up off the bed. Instead I almost pulled him onto the floor as the jizz dripped down my legs, I grabbed to stop the flow, then grabbed his hands again with my slippery hand...what a mess.

"Hey numnuts, hold off a minute. I'll get up. You've been putting on muscle this summer. Have you looked in the mirror lately...now wouldn't be a good time...you've changed this summer a little bit. I'm not saying you're the hulk or that you could take me down, but you have grown up quite a bit. You're a little taller and have certainly put on some muscles in all the right places. And that butt of yours is just about the most perfect butt I've ever seen on a guy. You may have to fight off the guys and the girls this year. Of course I'll be right behind the next available tree to make sure that doesn't happen, but damn, you're hot!"

On the way to the shower I laughed. "You've gone plumb loco I think. I checked my weight the other day and I've only gained a few pounds this summer."

"Yeah, well, maybe things just shifted around a bit into the right places. We have been pretty active all summer swimming, riding, hiking, exploring, playing around in the bushes...on the dock...under the dock...in the poison ivy..."

Jason turned on the warm water while we kept talking.

"Alright," I said as I finally caved in to Jason and stepped into the shower, pulling him in with me. "I get the idea. Now that I look at you, you're looking hotter than ever yourself. Maybe all this fresh air and sex is healthy. Turn around a little and let me see that tush of yours from the side babe...ah yeah...summer has been good to us. Maybe all that horseback riding helped too. Think of the girls that'll want to hop into that saddle back at school, or even a few of the boys – like Jake, or Ralphie with the big dong on the football team – what d'ya think, huh?"

"I don't think so, especially with either of those two. No, I think if anyone is going to be allowed to touch this tush it's you. That is if you and I are in the same school. You know you still have your undies on? That's a little hot too! Has granny said anything yet?"

"Not yet. She did say that you and she have to appear before that judge one time to formalize those papers that your parent's signed and have them filed before your parents contest or change their mind -- and yes I need to take them off and let them rinse all this cum out -- I think she plans on doing that tomorrow. I'm sure she'll let us know. I just realized that it'll be the first time we've been off the farm all summer. I almost forgot there was a town nearby."

"Yeah, well I hope it's soon and my parents are gone. Can you get my back cleaned off."

"Me too. Do you mind playing with that soap around my dick for a minute and get everything clean you got all covered in cum?"

"Oh, no problem, my pleasure if you do the same."

"Well your hotness, of course I will if you let me come up with the next surprise. We need to get down to dinner and see what's up with granny and this court thing."

"Okay...and okay."

After dinner we were getting ready for bed, and changing the sheets once again, while talking about our trip into town the next day.

I was asking Jason if he was nervous about seeing the judge in the morning when granny called up to our room and told me that I would need to be dressed for the visit to court as well as Jason the next day, but wouldn't say why.

"Now I'm nervous," I said. "I wonder what's up? She wouldn't split us up would she...naw, she knows how much we mean to each other. Maybe she's going to have me vouch for you or something so you can stay and live here...I never know what's on her mind. What do you think?"

"I don't know either, but I guess we'll see in the morning. It can't be all that bad or she would have warned us."

"Yeah, you're right. I guess it'll be okay. This will be the first time we both have gotten dressed up all summer. It'll feel funny. What time do we have to leave here?"

"Granny said to be downstairs and ready to leave at eight-thirty in the morning. That's pretty early to be all dressed up in fancy school clothes when there's no school."

"We'll manage, but no foolin' around tonight...we need to get some sleep. Slide in here closer so I can lay my head on your chest. Maybe you can run your fingers through my hair. It always puts me to sleep faster."

"Okay, at least until one of us falls asleep."

I slid up Jason's muscular, flat chest until my head rested between his nipples, one of which I started playing with. He in turn leaned down slightly and kissed me on the top of my head.

Just before the soothing feeling of his hand running through my hair and around my back and chest put me out I mumbled, "I love you babe."

The next morning came too early for both of us, but there was a little excitement in the air. Today we were both going to court with granny to finalize Jason's paperwork, making it all legal and fancy that his parents could no longer have any control over him and that granny would be his permanent guardian. Hopefully the judge would explain to us where he would be living, going to school, and maybe could help me out too if I asked nice.

As granny asked, we arrived at the bottom of the stairs, ready to go at eight-thirty. Breakfast was ready except for setting the table, which we did without being asked. We didn't eat too much as we were too nervous about the court and seeing a real judge, but between us we still managed to pack away about two dozen pancakes.

"I never seen two young men eat as much as you two do and not even show it. Makes me feel good to see you boys so happy." She was gazing out the window as the last of her words trailed off into space.

"Uhhmmm...granny, when do we need to leave? It's almost nine-thirty," Jason quietly whispered.

"Oh my goodness, we'll be late. Todd, would you call Mr. Jenkins at the manager's house and have him bring the car 'round right away please. Thank you."

In two or three minutes the big, black family car pulled up in front of the house and Mr. Jenkins hopped out and opened the back door for granny to get in. We went around to the other side where Jason got in the back with granny and I got up front with Mr. Jenkins.

He seemed to know where we were headed because granny never said a word as we pulled out of the driveway and headed down the dirt road leading out of our property and into town. I sat still and tried not to touch anything as I looked around the insides of the beautiful old car. Everything was so clean and perfect for such an old car.

"This car was your grandfather's pride and joy back in the day. No matter what happened, whether it got driven or not, it was always washed, waxed and cleaned inside every day. Then it was put away in the barn and covered with a special made cloth so it wouldn't collect dust. Yes Sir, he loved his car. This car is worth a lot of money now, but your granny would never part with it. Too many memories she says."

"What kind is it?"

"She's a 1939 Cadillac Fleetwood Formal Sedan with a real leather top. Many a day I've driven your grandparents around the countryside as they sat in the back, holding hands as your grandfather would whisper sweet things into your granny's ear. Even with the window up I could hear them giggling in the back seat like it was yesterday. Boy how they loved each other and how much I miss those days. I think that's what she see's in the two of you boys, even though it's not quite the same, she see's the love that you have for each other."

Granny overheard us talking.

"Now now Mr. Jenkins," granny said. "I think you just talk too much. But you are right about Charles...he was the love of my life and always will be. And both of you boys are too. Mr. Jenkins still talks about the past too much though."

"I can see that same love that that you and Mr. Charles had in the boys when they are together, I see it every time they come to the barn to work with their horses or go for a ride. There's just an electricity between them that is almost visible to those who have their hearts open to love. Your grandmother is prepared to do a lot for you boys. I'm not supposed to say anything, but today is going to be a very special day, and that's all I'm going to say about that."

"Aw, c'mon, what's going to happen Mr. Jenkins? Is it good news? Is it about Jason and I? What's the Judge going to do? What..."

"Sorry Master Todd, can't say anymore. I've said too much now. Besides, we're here anyway."

I looked out the window as Mr. Jenkins quietly got out and held the door for granny. The courthouse was huge!

"Come along boys, let's not keep them waiting. Todd, would you bring along those papers that are on the front seat please"

I hadn't even noticed the neat pile of envelopes and brown folders wrapped together with a rubber band sitting beside me on the seat.

"Yes ma'am," I said as I grabbed the pile and followed everyone into the building. Granny seemed to know right where to go as we entered the elevator and she pressed the third floor button.

Once the doors opened we were in a long hallway with high ceilings and lots of doors on each side. The whole place, walls, ceiling and all was covered in beautiful wood, all polished to a shiny gloss.

Granny instructed us to wait right where we were while she walked up to the open window of the receptionists office to talk.

"Follow me boys. The judge will see us now. Todd, straighten your hair please. You too Jason. We must look good for Judge Watson."

Watson? Why was that name familiar I was wondering as we walked into the courtroom while a big guard with a gun held the door open for us. Once inside we were ushered up front to a table on the right and asked to sit. In a few minutes the guard bellowed out, "ALL RISE, THE HONORABLE JUDGE WATSON PRESIDING."

Judge Mary Watson walked in and sat down, instructing us to sit down after that. I thought I saw her smile at granny, but I was probably mistaken. She looked so serious way high up on that bench.

After a few formalities the judge asked Jason to come forward and sit in the chair beside her seat...the witness stand!

She looked down at me from that big, high seat as the officer asked me to place my hand on a bible, raise my right hand and repeat after him.

"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?"

"I always do sir", said Jason.

"Fine young man," the judge said. "Now I understand that, as the papers I previously signed for your new grandmother state, she now has what's called Power of Attorney over You. In addition, having discovered the circumstances of your family situation, your parents also signed over, and thus relinquished, all parental rights over you to your grandmother. Do you understand what all of this means?"

"Yes I do your honor, and I couldn't be happier. I've loved spending the summer with granny and Todd and don't even miss my so-called parents at all. They were never there for me, left me alone all the time, and even told me in front of Todd and granny that they never even wanted me in the first place. They always made me feel like I was some sort of trash that could be thrown out. So yes, I do understand what this means and I couldn't be happier...except for one thing."

"And what would that be young man?"

"I'm not bashful or afraid to say this any longer, so I will. I'm gay and in love with Todd and plan to spend the rest of my life with him. The problem is that now that granny is my guardian, will we be separated this year? And we have lots of other questions."

"Well, that depends on some other decisions this morning. But first of all I'd like to commend you on your honesty and commitment to be yourself. It's very rare for young men your age to know that much about themselves, what they want, and be so honest about it. You should be very proud of yourself."

"Thank you your honor."

"There is one last item to cover before I conclude this action and countersign these papers. Would you like your last name changed back to your real name?"

"My real name? I thought it was Peterson?

"That's your adopted name. Your birth name is Whitman. Your parents gave you up at the hospital and the Petersons adopted you there."

"But that's Todd's last name. Why would I change it to his last name? I would love that, but that means that...let me think...naw...that's not possible, is it Your Honor? All along I've been made to believe that I'm older than Todd, but that's not true is it?"

"No Jason, it is not correct. I know this is probably a lot of information for you, some of it may confuse you for a little bit, but you and Todd are actually brothers, separated at birth and raised by two completely different families under two different circumstances. Your grandmother has spent a lot of money tracking down all this information for your future and Todd's as well. You were born first and Todd followed some hours later...actually the next day, so you have different birthdays. That's how people were able to say that you were not related. You two are actually Fraternal twins."

"Ummm...you mean...we've been friends all these years -- since we were practically in first grade -- and never knew we were brothers?"

"That's right. So what's your answer. What will your last name be from now on?"

"WHITMAN!"

"I thought you might make that decision, so everything has been taken care of and it will be legal after filing at the clerk's office today or tomorrow. Congratulations Mr. Whitman, you may step down now and I'd like the other Mr. Whitman, Todd, to come up and have a seat please."

After swearing in the same as Jason did I sat down and looked at Jason in disbelief. My heart was racing and my mind was spinning like a tornado. I had a brother that, all of our lives so far, I thought was just a friend...and now we were not only blood brothers, twins, but lovers. It was so much to think about at once. Was there anything wrong with that, like incest or anything?

"Todd... Todd...TODD!"

"Oh, I'm sorry your honor, this is all so much to take in that I was trying to sort it out."

"I certainly understand young man. It must be a big shock for both of you having grown up together, under different circumstances, to suddenly find that you're brothers by birth. I would feel the same as you do, but let's get a little more business done before you go home and celebrate, okay?"

"Yes your Honor."

"I've known your grandparents for many years and know how much they care about you. Unfortunately they were not able to legally get custody of you at a young age and protect you from the foster home and the state agencies due to the state, court battles by your parents and their lawyers, and a lousy system that has a lot of big loopholes in it. For years now, since your grandfather passed away, I've been helping your grandmother try to work through those same loopholes to change all that. Recently I was able to make arrangements, as I did with your brother, based upon the fact that he is your brother, to secure your release from the foster care system and the state and give you the same opportunity that Jason has. Your grandmother now has legal Power of Attorney over you both until such time as each of you turn twenty one years of age, and also has filed adoption papers for both of you so that you can finally be together to live as a family should under the guidance of a very wise and loving lady. My question to you now is this, do you wish to follow in your brothers footsteps and become a family, live on the farm, and have a chance at turning your lives into something that makes your grandmother proud?"

"Do I? Where's the papers? Where's a pen? Where do I sign? When can it be legal? Yes, Yes, Yes! I want it so much."

"Slow down...Mr. Todd Whitman, you may step down and greet your new brother and parent."

I vaulted over the railing, stopped and looked back at the judge and apologized for doing so, but only saw a great big smile on her face as I turned and ran first to granny to give her a big hug and kiss and a big thank you. Then I turned to Jason and walked slowly over to him.

"Hi bro, where've you been all my life? And where are you going to be for the rest of it?"

"I've been right here bro, and I'll always be here. I love you so much."

We hugged each other, holding on tightly, then lifted up our heads and gave each other a kiss to cement our love in front of everyone there. We didn't care, this moment was beyond anything we could have ever dreamed up.

Tears were streaming down our cheeks when we looked back at granny...who had a misty tear in her eye. Looking back at the judge, she did too, but didn't give us a chance to say anything."

"Go on you guys," she said with a wave of her long black draped arm, "get out of my courtroom before I have you thrown out for disturbing my peace. I wish you all the best for the future and I'm sure I haven't heard the last of you two. I'm glad I could be part of this proceeding; this is what makes my job worth it."

"Let's go boys. We have to head home after a quick stop at the attorney's office." granny said.

"Okay granny. Anything you say. We're both so happy and thankful that you brought us together we'll go anywhere and do anything you ask...as we always do."

We all got back into the car as ceremoniously as before...well...not quite. Jason and I were so happy we couldn't contain ourselves. It was like we were walking on air. Just the whole surprise of what had just happened had been so far out, almost like a fairy tale story, but it was real. We were not only brothers, but twins, and on top of it all...in love. We couldn't wait to go back to school for our final year. While granny was in the attorney's office we talked about what it would be like at school.

"Wait 'till the guys on the team find out about this...I mean us being brothers and all."

"We should not say anything about any of this. Let's just go about like everything was the same until something comes up and then surprise them all. Wait 'till locker time or during the showers. I'll start washing your back and they'll all start saying something...then we'll spring it on them that we're brothers for real. See what they say about that. And while we're at it we are also in love if anybody has a problem with that. Then I'll kiss you slow and dream like and slowly walk back to the locker where we'll meet and dry each other off and change."

"Ummm...excuse me...what planet are you from? I was just getting used to having a brother and aliens came and replaced him with an egghead."

"Ha ha."

"Anyway, it is going to be a surprise to everyone. Especially the guys on the team. I'm thinking of just going out for the swim team this final year; what do you say we do it together. You'll have to work out a little more, but you have the build for it with some upper body work."

"That sounds neat if I can qualify. It'll be fun to do something together the last year of our high school. Maybe if I put on a little muscle swimming I won't end up in the locker so much."

"We're one and the same now bro, which means we cover for each other no matter what. That includes stuffing you in some locker. It ain't gonna' happen anymore. Right?"

"Right?"

"Here comes granny. I wonder what surprise she has now," Jason said.

Jason hopped out and opened the door for granny, carefully closed it and hopped into the back seat.

"Thank you Jason. Okay Mr. Jenkins, we can go home now." Granny turned around to try and talk to us but she couldn't turn her head far enough, so we both leaned over the front seat, draping our arms over the seat back enough to be able to hear what she wanted to say.

"I talked to the attorney about several things that will happen sometime down the road. However, one or two situations he is going to take care of right away and get to the judge that affect you Todd. While we know where your mother is, it will be easy to prove that she is an unfit parent; we have to formalize that and secure parental rights formally away from her. The second part is a bit harder and that concerns your father. For all I know he could be in prison or dead by now, but he's been out of the picture since you were very little and we don't need him to suddenly show up and contest his loss of parental rights thinking there's some money or something in it for him, even though he hasn't shown any interest in being a part of your life since you were eight years old when your parents divorced and he left. So the detective is going to see if he can locate him and find out what his story is."

"So what happens in the meantime?"

"Nothing. Summer is almost over and school is almost ready to start. Maybe I already told you this Jason, but your school records will be matched to your new last name. The attorney has already sent the paperwork to them. There should be no problem when you get back for your Senior year."

"We've decided to both go out for the swimming team this year. Jason, I just thought of something. You had those scouts looking at you last year for football. If you play on the team this year you might get a full scholarship for college."

"Yeah, I thought about that. But if I go away somewhere for four years without you I don't think I could handle it. I need to be with you, not in a long-term relationship with a football team."

"What do you think granny?"

"Well, a scholarship is good, and a good education is important. So the school and the scholarship are dependent upon each other. If the scholarship is just to make the school team better for the sake of the school name, then it's not a good idea; if it's to combine education with team sports and you receive the degree you want and can use when you graduate, whether you win or lose in the sport, then it may be worth taking the scholar ship and Todd can move with you. You guys can get an off campus apartment, Todd can go to a close-by school and you both can work to support yourselves."

"Lot's of decisions to make." Jason said looking at me.

"I guess that's what we're supposed to do in our last year here."

"That's right boys, and I expect you both to dig in and do your best. It's going to be hard enough on both of you to adjust to all these changes, plus I know how much pressure will probably be put on you by most of your peers because you are also gay and in a relationship. I'm sure you've both talked about all of this so I won't go any further, but I'm always here for you. Just remember that there is always one other option. If things get too back there, you can finish out your school year here at the local high school."

"We have decided to stand up for ourselves and finish our last year at our own school and graduate with whatever friends we have left," I said.

"I think that's a very wise decision and I'm proud of you both. I don't think I'll ever have to worry about either of you in the future."

"Well, we have about a week left to enjoy summer before leaving and I'd like to enjoy it with my brother," Jason piped in. Looking at me, he asked, "any ideas bro?"

"How about a camping and fishing trip out to that spot we went to earlier this summer. I know a horse trail around the lake that we can take to get there. That way we could carry camping stuff."

"We haven't done that yet, but it sounds like a lot of fun. When do you want to go?"

"Think you can do without your wonderful grandsons for a few days granny if we left tomorrow?"

"I think we can spare the both of you for as many days as you want to stay out. I know you both can take care of yourselves now out in the woods. Your grandfather would be very proud of both of you the way you handle the horses, your respect for the land, and especially the way you love and take care of each other."

The next day we got up early, filled up our horse packs for a few days trip with the basics, then decided to bring a pack horse to load all the grain, tent, fish poles and other stuff on. By the time we were done it looked like were headed out west, hitting the dusty trail to join up with a wagon ride. I also brought along my rifle this time since the neighbors had been seeing a bear lately. Granny felt that we should have some protection just in case and was comfortable knowing that I knew how to use it very well, was old enough and had been through the certification classes. Finally, after getting some food on board, the horses that is, we headed out just after high noon. I knew we would make it in time to be able to set up camp. Following along the west edge of the lake, we occasionally came close enough to the lake to stop, water the horses and fish for s few minutes. Jason caught a few trout, cleaned them for dinner and wrapped them in a wet rag until later. We reached the camping spot about three hours after Jason caught the trout.

There was plenty of room to settle the horses down in a small field and take care of their needs. Again there was a small brook that flowed into the lake at this upper end, maybe the source of the lake, or at least one of them. The water flowed fast, cold and clean and we used it for cooking and drank it after boiling it first. We setup the tent, a brand new one granny had bought for us that was large enough to easily fit both of us plus our supplies, saddles, and everything else. It also had a dew tarp that prevented water from touching the tent top and coming inside, plus a little mud room. This was the first time we had set it up so it took a little while to figure it out. Meanwhile we had set out our fishing poles in hopes of catching a few more trout for dinner. After finally getting the tent setup, the horses taken care of, and a fire built near the tent entrance, we checked out the fish poles. Seems as though Jason had caught another trout and I caught...nothing.

"What is it with you and the trout thing? They just jump on your line and I catch my own bait."

"Well sonny, it's something ya' just have to have a knack 'afore. Somes' of us got it and somes' don't."

"Oh brother," I said as I dramatically drew my hand across my forehead.

"Yes," said Jason.

"What?" I replied

"You said 'Oh brother', what did you need?"

I just looked at him and laughed. "I'll get us some fixin's to go with those fish while you clean 'em. You like veggies don't you?"

"Sure do." he said as he headed to the edge of the lake, fish in hand.

"I'll be right around," I said. "If you get done first start a pot of water boiling for me."

There were tons of cattails nearby and I knew that the roots were delicious either raw or cooked, plus just around the edge and in the woods were some other edible mushrooms, herbal plants and tubers that would make a great fish stew. As I was scrounging around for food I noticed a large cat footprint in the dirt, but it looked old so I didn't pay much attention to it. I did notice however that the woods seemed awful quiet. After cleaning everything in the brook, I cut off the parts I didn't need and together we made us the best fish stew that night that either of us had ever tasted.

"That was fantastic," Jason said. "Where'd you learn about all those other wild foods?"

"My grandfather taught me how to survive out here. We used to camp around the lake and in the woods all the time, living off the land. I loved him very much and still miss him. He would be fun to have around now. He always had stories to tell around the campfire at night. Not those kooky scary ones but stories about the land, how it was a part of us and we were a part of it. He knew so much about it and respected everything about it. That's why he bought so much property around this lake, so that people couldn't build close and ruin it with their motor boats and leave all their garbage around."

"Do you know what will happen to all this when granny passes on?"

"I know that there are other relatives that would love to get their hands on this property, divide it up for the money and ruin it. All for the greed of money. They never even come around to see granny or anything. Oh well, no sense worrying about it now . You wanna' lay out on the blanket and watch the sky for a while?"

"Yeah, that sounds nice. I'll get a blanket and we can cuddle up for a while and watch the stars. It's such a clear night and I can't think of anybody I'd rather spend it with than my honey...and my little bro."

"Three of us can't fit on the blanket!"

"Ummmmm...let me guess...the alien is back again."

After settling down on the thick horse blanket we spread out in between the fire and the tent opening, Todd and I lay on our backs. Todd snugged up close to me and lay his head on my chest. I wrapped my arm under his and around his thin frame and pulled him tight to me. The evening sky still had a slight orange glow from the west as the sun set somewhere over two other lovers, probably laying just like we were, wondering about their future together and what it would bring. Todd was pointing out some of the stars and constellations he had learned from his grandfather. I felt so lucky to not only to have him as a brother, my only one, but as my lover as well. He was everything I necessarily wasn't: patient and quiet but assertive, happy-go-lucky, and sensitive and loving...so much almost to a fault. He believed everything I told him and I learned that I had to be very careful what I said and how I said it so as not to hurt him. But for all that I had never loved anyone as much as I loved and cared about him. Here he was quietly laying on my chest, totally trusting in me to protect him against the world, yet he was off in his own world teaching me about stars, their names, how they got their names, how to find your way around by their location in the sky as if he had studied astronomy all his life. My heart was in rhythm with his as he always placed his ear over mine so he could listen to it's beating, his assurance that I was there. I kissed him on the top of his head and ran my fingers through his hair as I agreed with him from time to time. He looked up at me after a while with sleepy eyes and asked if I was ready for bed yet.

As he sat up slowly and put a hand on each side of me, I reached up with both hands and held his head lightly.

"I'm tired too babe, let's go inside, crawl into the sack and warm up. It's getting chilly. By the way, I love you very much and can't imagine living the rest of my life without you. You've given me more direction and have had more influence in my life than anyone else ever has and my heart belongs to you forever."

Tears were welling up in both of our eyes as he leaned down and kissed me.

"Let's go to bed babe and warm up that bedroll. What d'ya say?"

"Right there with 'ya. Let's put some wood on the fire, make sure the rocks are around it and I'll bring in the blanket."

After camp was secure and we checked the horses once again, then crawled into the tent and shucked off the rest of our clothes. It was nice having a new tent without holes to keep the mosquito's out.

"Come here babe and crawl in close." Todd slid into our familiar two-bag sleeping bag and curled up tight against me.

I had a hard-on that knew right where to go and Todd knew right where he wanted it to be. With little effort he slowly slid back onto my rod as I began to slowly push in and out. Little by little he slowly filled himself with my whole dick until my balls were warming against his beautiful butt cheeks. I reached out and held his butt with both hands as we began a slow rhythm so familiar to us now. Todd was definitely a bottom. We made slow, passionate love for what seemed like hours before I began to speed up as he met each of my thrusts.

"I'm going to come," he mumbled, breathing heavy.

At the same time I felt the juices coursing up through my hard balls and fill his insides with my thick cum, shot after shot until I was exhausted. Suddenly I felt my whole body relax as I slowly fell back to the blanket. I started to pull my cock out, but Todd protested, so while it was still hard we lay there with my cock still inside his warm hole. Todd had shot into his hand and rubbed it onto his chest, where together we licked it off, then kissed, passing cum back and forth with our tongues. We were truly one and the same in blood and love.

We both fell asleep, content and very tired.

During the night Jason got up to pee and I followed him to do the same. It was chilly out with a bright layer of fog on the lake, highlighted by the moon's light glancing off the still water. As I was throwing a few pieces of dry wood on the embers of the fire Jason came up behind me and wrapped his warm arms around me. We stood there for a few minutes until we started shivering before going back to the tent and snuggling together under the covers, falling asleep almost immediately.

In the morning we awoke to a foggy morn with dew covered grass, Needing to pee with a morning woodie is hard enough, but doing it in the brisk morning air is doubly daring, especially when you're naked and the grass is cold. But holding it in is worse, so we counted to three and rushed outside to the closest tree and let fly. Quickly finishing that chore, we ran back to the tent and crawled in, rubbing against each other inside the sleeping bag and shivering to warm up before getting some clothes on to go check the horses and hobble them out to graze in the sun. We spent a little time with them feeding them pieces of apple we had in our backpacks. They loved this game of hide and seek until they were ready to end it. Jason was good at reading his horse until it was time to hand over the rest of the goodies. But his horse let him know by always placing his head in Jason's chest and lifting Jason right off the ground a few feet. This morning as Jason was getting up off the ground to drop the rest of the apples on the ground, he made a mental note to himself to try to remember not to fall for that one again.

"So what's up for today?" Jason asked.

"I thought we'd go butterfly catching, then pull the wings off some bees."

"No way, you wouldn't do that...would you?"

"Duh...of course not, I never go chasing butterflies," what's up with that?