Chapter 4
"A little to the right, a little more and there you go." Max said, jumping into the air when the last piece fell into place. As he turned to see Taylor's reaction he heard a smattering of applause. Max had been so concentrated on giving instructions to that neither them hadn't noticed a little crowd gather around them. A little embarrassed, he quickly moved to Taylor side just as his friend's father step forward.
"Good job son, it looks just like the diagram." Taylor's dad said placing a hand on his son's shoulder.
Max looked away back at the machine. They were at the Children's Museum, so the whole of the machine was see-through, you could see all the gears working inside. That wasn't what the machine was for though. There was a bunch of blocks that you were supposed to move into positions so you could make designs with a claw arm. There was a series of suggested designs ranging in difficulty to build. The two of them had just completed the castle, which was the most difficult and something Max always had failed at before. Without saying a word, he reached out and pressed the reset button which caused the platform the castle rested on to shake flying apart.
"Hey, my dad didn't take a picture yet." Taylor said.
Max shrugged his apology. He had been looking forward to going to the children's museum with his friend, but it was different than the last time he was here. Max's family had gone here a lot usually 3 or 4 times a year. He had been here even since his father died, but seeing the constant praise Taylor's dad heaped on him, well it was getting to him.
"I want to go through the human body," Max announced. Not waiting for a response, he made his way over to the largest exhibit. He felt a little satisfied when he heard Taylor shout to wait up.
The human body exhibit was essentially a large maze meant to show the circular system. It was too big for adults. He was already making his way to the heart where everything branched off from.
"Max, wait." Taylor said grabbing ahold of his hand. "We have to stick together."
Max gave Taylor a look. "Yeah sure."
"Are you angry?"
"No." Max answered.
"You seem like it." Taylor counter. When Max didn't say anything he added, "Dad says we need to go when we finish this up."
Max just shrugged his shoulders and started walking. Taylor followed after him not saying anything until they got to the heart. "I say we hit the kidneys first."
"Whatever, you're the boss." Max said.
"Okay, so you're just gonna say you're not angry at me and just be angry," Taylor said crossing his arms. "I thought we were having a good time."
Max looked at his friend and felt a little guilty. It wasn't really his fault. He wasn't even sure why he was getting annoyed by it. "Your dad's amazed by everything you do. I helped you with that castle."
Taylor still there for a moment under the red filtered light. "Well, yeah you did. Is that what you're angry about?"
Max just shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. "
Taylor stared at him a bit longer. "Are you missing your dad?"
The question surprised Max if only because it fit. "I think, maybe."
"I'm sorry. You can pick where we go."
Hearing some more kids coming towards then, he headed towards the first exit which went to the kidneys. Taylor followed behind him. Now and then they were little things you could read on the wall, but Max didn't bother reading any of them. It's not like this was the first time he was here.
"I don't remember my mom." Taylor whispered.
Max glanced over his shoulder. He knows Taylor didn't have a mother. "You don't remember anything?"
"No, I was a baby when she died. I've seen pictures but that's it. It's just always been the two of us."
"Does he date?"
"On and off. I think he had someone for a while. I never met her, they were going for a while, though. Not anymore, though."
Max Stayed silent until they reach the kidneys and they both stopped to look at the large foam things That were supposed to represent the kidneys. "My mom's dating someone, he is nice."
"That's good."
For a while, they stared at the kidney plaque, but Max wasn't reading it. Max had never actually realized how much alike he was to Taylor. They were both good at school and had a love of dinosaurs that went a bit beyond any of their friends. They both only had one parent, but at least Max had his brothers. Jackson was the best, and even though Tommy's greatest joy in life was pooping, he still loved his little brother. Then there was everyone else, his aunt Stephanie and Kimmy, Ramona and even the one who wasn't supposed to be living there. He remembered his boring summer where all of his families seem to be away. Was that what it was it like for Taylor, only all the time?
"Taylor," Max grabbed a hold of his friend's hand. "I want to show you something. My brother showed me and I guarantee it is not something you know."
"What?"
"Just follow my lead. It's awesome." Max said pulling on Tyler's hand. Tyler decided not to complain at least after his first few questions went on answered. As they left the maze that was the human body, Max dropped his friend's hand. Tyler's father was sitting on a bench but before he could say anything Max announced. "We need the bathroom."
Tyler's father look confused as the two boys race passed him.
The museum had a few bathrooms spread out throughout the facility. Max made a beeline for the closest. The door was closed, but the green tab said it was unoccupied. Opening the door, Max stepped inside while Taylor was trailing behind a little reluctantly. The bathroom was fairly simple, a toilet, changing station and sink but it was more than big enough for two small boys. Max closed the door and locked it before turning to Taylor who had almost the same exact expression as his father had had when they blew by him.
Max's initial idea that this was a good idea was starting to recede a bit as butterfly started flying around in his stomach. He persevered well. "Does your thing ever get hard?"
Taylor eyes wide at the question and for once the one that always seems confident look down. "No."
"Well, mine used too. I always thought it was just annoying, but my brother showed me something that you can do with it, and it's really fun. Want me to show you?"
Taylor was giving him a look, head slightly cocked, eyes narrowed. Max saw the situation from his friend's eyes, suddenly dragged into a bathroom and asked about his penis. He felt his face start to warm.
"Are you serious?" Taylor ventured.
"Yeah, but never mind. It sounded like a good idea, but I guess it's not."
"No," Taylor said. Max nodded and was about to step around Taylor to open the door when his friend stop him. "No, show me."
It took Max a second to realized Taylor was asking him to show him and for some reason, it sent a little twinge of excitement through him. "Okay."
They both moved a little further away from the door instinctively wanting to put a little distance between them in the crowd outside. Max had to glance at the lock on the door, just to make sure it was secured. Then they stood there for a moment neither of them moving before Max decided to make the first move. Unbuttoning his pants, he pulled them down and spread his knees a bit so his pants wouldn't fall all the way down. Taylor followed likewise. Then they both laughed nervously as they realized they were wearing almost identical Iron Man underwear.
Max tucked his fingers under his underwear waistband and pulled it down, revealing himself. Taylor seemed to hesitate, but his eyes were fixed on Max who must have liked the attention because he was feeling himself become hard without having to touch it. Max noticed that Taylor was growing likewise with the little cloth poking out a little. Max was about to say something Tyler seemed to remember and pulled his underwear down.
Max was a little confused by the sight. Taylor looked different. His thing was a little smaller, but Max was taller than him anyway, so that seems right. However, there was just more of it. Where his tip was exposed Taylor seemed a bit more covered. Max stared at it, like Taylor stared at his. In fact, he had trouble taking his eyes off of it even as his started to become harder.
"Now what?" Taylor said in a voice so quiet, Max could barely hear him.
"Oh, you do this," Max said, showing what to do with his hand. Taylor watched for a moment and then followed the example. Together their two hands moved up and down wordlessly, going slow at first and gradually increasing the speed. Max watch fascinated as Taylor skin would go up and over his tip and then recede again when he pulled his hand back down. It made him feel something, something different than before. He felt the sensation start to build when Taylor suddenly let out a little grunt and feeling a little shocked.
Max knew what happened and almost immediately, the sensation washed over him and for a brief second the two boys shared a moment of a twin orgasm, even if it was only by proximity. It took them both a second or two to recover and then started to pull their pants up.
As Max finish pulling his pants up he asked. "Did you like it?"
Taylor grand. "It was awesome."
Taylor went to the sink to wash his hands and without thinking, Max followed suit. As soon as they left the bathroom they almost ran right into Taylor's dad.
"Boys, is everything alright? You ran out of there."
Max knew his face felt a little warm when he stepped out of the bathroom, but that blush was coming back now, and he realized he had no idea how to explain his actions. Taylor saved him.
"Dad, there was something in there that was sticky and I don't think it was part of the exhibit."
"Oh," Taylor's dad said, "Maybe I should tell someone."
"Yeah, I think we got most of it with our hands." Taylor tried to explain, but his father was already waving down one of the employees.
After that, they had to go, and Taylor and Max sat in the back of the car talking about the museum all the way to Max's house. Just as Tyler's dad was parking the car, Max remembered something.
"My mom wanted to talk to you about that server. She had a few questions I couldn't answer, can you call her sometime about it."
"Um, sure. I'll call her later tonight."
Max said his goodbyes and Taylor's dad waited until he was in the house to start to pull away. As soon as Max closed the front door, his mom, Aunt Stephanie, and Kimmy all came out of the kitchen covered in paint. Max vaguely remembered that they were going to try to paint a piece of furniture. Given the fact that they were all talking or shouting at each other he guessed it hadn't gone well. "I don't want to know," Max said shaking his head and heading upstairs.
As Max walked into his room, he found another surprising sight. Jackson was laying on the floor his arm covering his eyes. "What's your problem?"
"I ask Lola to that party...She said yes." Jackson moaned.
"Um...isn't that a good thing?" Max question.
"No," Jackson whined.
Max let out a small sight. You thought he would be able to avoid this after his disappointing report to the girls. "Alright," Max went and closed the bedroom door. Why is that a problem?"