Date: Wed, 8 Nov 2017 00:31:08 +0000
From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com
Subject: Home in the Woods chapter 2

			    A HOME IN THE WOODS
				    By
		   Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin


DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction.  Any similarities between any persons,
living or dead, is coincidental.  It involves bisexuality on the part of
teenagers, including intergenerational sex, as well as drug use.  If this
offends you, do not read.  If it, enjoy.


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					TWO

	The first time was too quick but not the second.  Nate felt pretty
good about it at the time. Then he felt guilty. Thought that maybe he
shouldn't have done it.  It is wrong.  It said so, the Bible. Everybody
said so.  Everbody. He really did hate that thing about himself and wanted
to know why he had to be this way when almost nobody else is?

	Then he saw Mattie asleep next to him in the morning light.  He was
cuter and sexier even in the light than he had been last night.  And he had
an erection as he slept poking up and nestled against his blonde pubic
hair.  And nothing or nobody could make him or it less appealing.  He had
to think about that.

	The screen door opened.  Mama Ruth, in a plain plaid dress, came
out. It was hot all ready.

	"All right, boys, time to get up."  she said.  "Mattie, you're
gonna have to get on back to Grandpa now.  After breakfast."

	Mattie stirred awake. "In a minute"

	Mama Ruth shoved him in the butt with her foot. "Now"

	Nate had clutched at some cover to hide.  Mattie was indifferent,
trying to coax some more sleep.

	"Honey, you ain't got nothing I ain't seen plenty before. Come on,
let's go.  Burning daylight"

	Around the dinner table, Mattie was still naked and no one seemed
to notice or care. It was crowded again, like before, and there was some
bacon and some eggs but lots of grits and stirred potatoes.  It was good,
though. Nate looked around, sheepishly, wondering who knew about them,
knowing they must have guessed.  Whatever doubt there was washed away when
Mattie kissed him to leave.  He had to go back to the woods with Grandpa,
whoever he was, and, as much as Nate wanted to go with him, he wasn't
invited.  Nate would be here with Danny and Mama Ruth.

	"Nate, how about you weed the garden and water everything.  You can
find the hoses and stuff in the little house.  That ought to keep you busy
for a while" Mama Ruth said

	"Lucky you" Ian said.  His girlfriend Eva was with him at the
table.  She must have stayed over.

	"And the rest of you have chores and then school" Mama Ruth said.

	It was summer so Nate didn't understand about school but figured if
they were homeschooled that they might not have summer vacation. The
teenagers and kids all groaned as would be usual.  There was a part of
Nate, a big part, that missed school.  He was good at school work and knew
that having left home it meant he would never actually graduate high
school, not the usual way.  He would have to get a GED.  But he didn't mind
weeding and working in the garden. That sort of stuff appealed to him.

	Weeding and water didn't take as long as he thought it might, even
though the garden was pretty big, at least 5 acres but it was kept up well.
He was nearly done when Mama Ruth brought him some lunch.  She sat down
beside him under the shade of a big pecan tree.

	"so, you don't have to say anything if you don't want but did you
leave because they kicked you out?  I mean, did they actually say that
since you're gay that you have to leave? Or was it more subtle than that?"

	Nate looked down at the ground.  "It's a long story but it was
because I was gay"

	"Just so that we're clear: I don't give a shit if you are gay or
straight and nobody else does either.  As long as you contribute, you're
welcome to stay and you can have sex with anyone willing to have sex with
you."

	Nate nodded.  "Thanks.  They didn't tell me I had to leave, not
exactly. There was a lot that happened but I overheard my dad talking to my
mom and he said that he sometimes wished that I was dead rather than gay.
Later on, we had a fight and I left that night."

	"Well, that is a fucking shitty thing to say" Mama Ruth said.
"Mattie is a sweet boy.  You make a good couple except maybe you are too
much alike."

	"Thanks" Nate said, staring at the ground. "And thanks for letting
me stay here.  I don't really want to go back home."

	"We'll see how it goes" Mama Ruth said.

	"Is it okay with Danny?"

	Mama Ruth laughed. "I just keep him around for the fucking. I have
to let him have other girlfriends so I can rest some too.  If it weren't
for the drugs, I'd a put his bony ass out a long time ago."

	Once done, Nate went inside to help clean and then helped with the
cooking, mostly chopping things.  He was actually pretty good with a knife,
having watched cooking shows. He was really liking Mama Ruth. She was
earthy and a bit brash but she seemed sweet underneath it.  He felt
comfortable with her and that she didn't care that he liked boys made her
even more special.  By mid afternoon, whatever peace there had been was
interrupted.  Kids began piling in, loud and raucous.  Ian, tall and
redheaded, piled in with his girlfriend Eva, who smiled at Nate as they
came in. Liam, a little younger, dark haired with a few freckles and
piercing blue eyes was joking with Ian as they came in.  Karl was about 12,
also dark haired and cute.  Duncan was a liitle younger still, probably 10
and Ned even younger.  Of the girls, Fiona looked like she was grown while
Shea and Keira were younger but still had boobs. Alaina was a little
kid. Dacey and Donna were the mothers of some of them and seemed to be
Danny's girlfriends too, along with Mama Ruth, who might be his wife.  It
was kind of confusing to Nate.

	Ian came storming into the kitchen.  "My mom says I oughta talk to
you, Mama Ruth.  Karl is being a little shit, spying on me and Eva, when
we're fucking. And Dacey won't do a fucking thing about it"

	"You boys all share a room.  Work it out."

	"You're no fucking help" Ian pouted

	"You're the one that wants to fuck and feels like you need privacy.
Figure it out and do something.  Don't ask me to solve your problems" Mama
Ruth said.

	They had to wash up before supper.  Washing up was, apparently like
everything else, a communal activity.  The washroom was in the back of the
house, off from the kitchen and adjoining the back porch. The water was
well water by a pump, and in a large metal trough.  Everybody piled in,
young and old, male and female.  The water was pumped in and they soaped
off and went to the other trough and got doused with cool well water.  Nate
supposed it would be rougher in winter but did see that there was a heater
there.  But they were all piled in naked, not all at once but some cleaned
and left and others came. But Nate noticed that none were fat.  All of them
were lean and healthy looking.  And none really seemed to be that ashamed
of being naked in front of others.

	Then it was time for supper.  They all crowded around and tucked
in, loud and boisterous, laughing and talking.

	"Where's Mattie?"  Karl asked.

	"I don't know" Nate answered.

	"He's your boyfriend, right?" Duncan asked in a high pitched voice.

	"I hope, maybe"

	"I don't like girls either" Duncan said

	"You're 10 dumbfuck.  Not liking girls is normal" Liam said

	"And being gay at 16 is normal too" Danny said.  Nate looked down
the table at him.

	"I just meant ..." Liam said and then stopped.  "I'm sorry Nate.  I
didn't mean anything"

	"It's okay" He was incredibly relieved. "I just don't know what
living in the woods with Grandpa means or where he is"

	"Since you were last, dip shit, take it away" Ian said, looking at
Liam.

	Danny interupted instead.  "Grandpa and me were cell mates back in
the day. Ex-Marine.  Before we founded this little community, which we did,
with some others when we got out."

	"Basically, when you are old enough to start being a pain in the
ass, kinda like Karl, you can go and live in the woods with Grandpa and
whoever else is out there for a year. I guess longer but it gets fucking
cold sometimes in winter. It's totally cool and then you come back" Liam
said

	"Hopefully wiser" Mama Ruth said.

	After supper some neighbors drifted over, Charlie from across the
tracks with a young kid named Jack that mostly wanted to play with Duncan
and a girl that seemed interested in Karl.  There was a woman named Amber
from down the road too.  The adults sat on the porch, getting high, along
with the older teenagers while the younger kids played.  Nate stepped out
on the porch, not sure about the marijuana part though.

	"Nate, Amber is Mattie's mother" Danny said.  "Nate seems to have
fallen in love with Mattie"

	Nate flushed with embarassment.  "Not in love"

	Amber smiled. "Well, I'm in love with him."

	"I think I do like him a lot though"

	She nodded and smiled. "You may have some competition.  Him and
Liam got close while Liam was out there"

	Nate had to process that news since Liam didn't seem gay but then
again, Mattie had come to him.  He smiled at himself over that.

	It did feel comfortable to him knowing that no one honestly did
care about his secret.  They just accepted it.  When the joint came his
way, Nate took it.  Just like before, he had terrible coughing fits, and
had to endure a fair bit of teasing, mainly from Ian but he got enough in
to feel it.  It was strange and different.  It felt good but kind of closed
in.  Everything seemed brighter and more alive.  The conversation was
funny, funnier than it would be otherwise probably, and much more
interesting.  He felt happier.  But also quieter.  He didn't really feel
like he needed to say anything. Danny didn't agree.  As he smoked, he held
forth.

	"So, not like home, huh, young Nate?  Didn't sit around nn the
porch and burn one with the old man, I'll bet"

	"No sir"

	"Now you see that's a shame.  You could have learned the important
things in life, indica and sativa, THC and CBD.  Moonshine and
wine. Shrooms, love and sex.  The important things."  Nate just nodded.  He
couldn't imagine his father high or drunk.  "I'll bet they got you pulled
off to church every time the door opened"

	"Yes sir." Nate said. "Well, Sunday morning and Sunday night.  We
went Wednesday night sometimes"

	"And how did the good Bible believers react to your sexuality. Not
good, I'd imagine"

	Nate looked down.  It was a painful memory.  Even before he could
answer, Mama Ruth was telling Danny that it was none of his business and
Charlie was agreeing.  Even in the closed in but mellow state, he was still
paranoid, scared to share too much of himself.  Finally, he found his
voice.

	"It was bad.  When I told my parents, my mother went out and asked
for prayer and in no time, everybody knew. I didn't have any friends
anymore.  They didn't want me in the youth group.  Told me I shouldn't
come, definitely not to any trips. The other guys weren't comfortable.
Brother Jim actually preached a sermon to me in front of everybody in
worship service, from Romans about all kinds of terrible sins.  I just had
to sit there and take it. That doesn't even count... I don't want to talk
about that"

	"YOu don't have to, sweetie" Mama Ruth said

	"Brother Jim?" Danny asked

	"He was the pastor"

	"Brother Jim.  Hmmm. Wasn't your brother was he? Sort of like how
the communists called each other comrade. Brother Jim. If he was your
brother, he would have just accepted you."

	"Yeah" Nate said

	"That's enough" Mama Ruth said

	"We need to work to get you enlightened, expand your mind"

	Nate thought about that. He had always gone to Christian schools,
gone to church.  Since they found out, and he knew that he should have
hidden it better, he really did miss the fellowship of all that.  Even if
he wasn't entirely sure what he believed anymore.  He knew he hadn't chosen
to be this way, he just was.  How could God do that to him and still love
him.  Brother Jim said it was his thorn in the flesh but it meant that his
choices were to marry a girl and have children even though he couldn't love
her in the way that men are supposed to or be alone.  Why?  Are all gay
people unhappy?  Why are they called gay?  It was all so confusing. But
mercifully Danny moved on to talking about living in the here and now,
finding peace and love right here on earth and Nate barely heard him. When
the joint came around again, he took another lungful.

	Liam came over and sat down next to him and took the joint.  "Dad
can be an asshole sometimes"

	Nate smiled.  "It's okay"

	"Mattie is sweet" Liam said.  "And he's pretty good at blowjobs.
You know, what you ought to do is go out and meet Grandpa and go there for
a while. Figure shit out."

	Right now, though, Nate didn't know when he would see Mattie again
and didn't know what was possible or not or whether Mattie wanted him to go
with him or not.  There were a lot of questions.  But he shrank back, lost
in his own thoughts and tried not to be the center of attention, which
Danny plainly desired to be.  Charlie, though, was the more impressive to
Nate, quietly correcting and educating Danny on points of history and
literature calmly and with self assurance.  Danny was bombastic and loud
but funny too.  He laughed and joked and made fun of himself too.

	THe pot caught up with Nate.  He was sleepy.  He was horny too but
that was a normal condition and he assumed all boys his age were plagued by
desire, even if his desires were different from most.  He wasn't sure if he
would masturbate or not, supposed that he probably would but felt like he
would want to surreptitious about it, although he suspected it wouldn't
make a difference if he wasn't except that he might get ribbed about it.
At any rate, he had lost the train of the conversation and no longer
followed what Danny was talking about -- the morning star-- and was just
sleepy.  Quietly, he got up and made his way back inside, not wanting to
interrupt Danny's sermon.  As he went through the kitchen, it was quiet and
he headed outdoors to the back porch, the crickets chirping.

	There was movement off to this right, in the direction of where he
slept, as he came through the door.

	"Who's there" Nate demanded.

	"It's just me" Mattie answered.  "I've been waiting for you"

	Nate smiled.  His soul was soaring.  Despite being high, an unusual
experience, he was blissful that Mattie had come back to him.  "You could
have come up front"

	"I didn't want to. You're the one I wanted to see"

	"I wanted to see you too"

	They were on the pallet together, siting facing each other.  Mattie
leaned over and kissed him.  Nate felt the hunger inside him as he kissed
him, wanting to devour him.  Their tongues met, their lips.  Nate was hard
in an instant.  He wanted Mattie's lean firm body so desperately.  Mattie
wanted his too. He scooted over and got on Nate's lap, his legs locked
behind Nate's back and crotch mashed up against ass.  But they still
kissed, and touched as they kissed.  They didn't need to talk, not then
anyway.  THey needed to satisfy a more basic need.  The need to touch and
to hold and to kiss and more.

	The wetness of Mattie's mouth around him down there made Nate sigh.
It felt so good.  It felt so right.  It felt natural.  Nate knew now for a
certaintty that he was gay.  It wasn't just that it was sex and sex of any
sort would be something that his body respnded too, although he knew it
would, but nothing about having a boy, his muscles rippling, on him felt in
any way wrong.  It was right.  And it felt good. And when he pulled off and
went for the balls, Nate had never known it could feel good too.  He just
had to sigh.

	"I want to suck you" Nate said.  He really did want that dick.  He
wanted it bad

	'Ok" Mattie said, chipper as he bounced up.

	He was still hard and it stuck up straight but standing forced Nate
on his knees to have the height for it.  But he got on his knees and took
it in.

	"Oh yeah" Mattie said, like a kitten purring.

	Nate was careful of his teeth.  He tried to do what Mattie had done
to him except for an uncut cock.  He so wanted Mattie to feel the same
pleasure that he had. He sucked on it and Mattie swayed his hips, driving
himself in but Nate fought the sensation to gag.  He did pull off and
stroke the hard stiffness as he got ready to go again.  Just having his
hand on it, someone elses penis, erect and hard, stroking it and knowing
that it felt good to him, a penis attached to a young, lean body.  Nate
briefly ran his hand through Mattie's blond pubic hair, a triangular patch.
A hand went to his big full balls hanging down.  Everything, everything,
was alluring about him. Desirable.  Erotic, Everything.

	He took him down again.  Further in, more in.  His lips collapsed
around the shaft and he pulled off slowly as Mattie moaned.  He was
beginning to like sucking a guy off -- not just because it made that guy
feel good but because it made him hard too.  It made him know that he
really was gay, that he liked it.

	"I like that" Mattie said. "Do it that way"

	Nate had been running his tongue up underneath the foreskin without
really thinking.  He himself was cut and had no idea really how to deal
with that extra bit of skin and so he was just instinctively playing with
it.  But since Mattie liked it, he did it more.  Played with the skin and
he liked that too. It was so much better this time since he was so much
less anxious and nervous this time than last -- he was still anxious and
nervous and very, almost hyper, aware that he didn't really know what he
was doing -- that it was really actually very enjoyable.  Sex is a lot of
fun.

	They laid on the pallet, head to toe.  Sixty-nine. Each sucked the
other, laying side by side.  It was felt very good.  More than good.  THe
wetness of his mouth, the warmth of it, the friction of his tongue, all
good.  Everything about it was good.  It felt right. It felt so good, that
Nate had trouble concentrating on doing Mattie. But he did.  He truly
wanted Mattie to feel as good as he did.

	"I want you to fuck me" Mattie said.

	Nate was wide eyed.  "Really?"

	"Yeah"

	"Yeah, sure" Nate said.  He never dreamed. The day had to come, of
course.  He would truly lose his virginity. For real.  His heart pounded.
He was nervous. There was some cream, cold and slippery and Mattie smeared
some in his butt and then smeared some on Nate's hard cock. Mattie was on
his back and shoved a pillow underneath his butt and lifted his legs up.
Nate, hesitantly, got between his legs, his hardness leading the way.
Somehow, in his mind, he thought that like steel to a magnet, it would just
go in.  Instead, with growing panic, he had to find the hole.  He stumbled
around a bit until Mattie reached down and helped guide him in.  He pushed
it in.

	Well, my God.

	It was amazing.  Tight.  Very tight.  A ring of muscle tightly
around him and a soft bed of tissue beyond, slick and slippery and each
movement sent the most amazing paroxysms of pure pleasure to his brain.  It
felt amazing.  Beyond amazing.  It was the most incredible thing he had
ever felt in his life.  Slowly, he worked his cock back and too, in and out
and with each movement it felt better and better. He felt masculine and
aggressive, wanting that pleasure, needing it.  He felt like a man.  Strong
and male, a predator, a hunter, one who takes what he wants.  Trying to
find his breath, he moved back and forth faster now.

	Nate looked down and the look on Mattie's face stopped him.  It
looked like pain.

	"Am I hurting you?" Nate asked panic stricked now, ignoring that
Mattie was still hard.

	"No" Mattie said in a pant, a whisper really.  "Harder.  Fuck me
harder"

	Pure pleasure.  He wanted to get it as much as Nate wanted to give
it.  Nate reached down and took Mattie's hardness in his hands and moved in
him, stabbing motions hard and fast.

	Too much.  He had no control. He jacked his lover as furiously as
his body demanded, hard and savage and tore it up with his cock the same
way. There was no stopping, no moderation.  Just go. Hard and fast. Then in
a wave, almost about the black out, he emptied himself inside Mattie.

	Nate pulled out and collapsed. Mattie grabbed his own dick and
flailed at it hard and fast. He leaned over and dumped his load all over
Nate's leaned and ridged torso.

	Nate laughed out loud.It was too funny.  It was too good.