Date: Thu, 14 Dec 2017 01:35:10 +0000
From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com
Subject: Home in the Woods Chapter 9

                                 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
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					NINE


	It should have been fall but it wasn't chilly. The nights were a
little cool, the better to snuggle up with Mattie and Grandpa, particularly
since Tempest rarely came around any more, but the days were warm.  Since
the height of summer, he had not made his way back to the Men's camp and
had really even asked Mattie or Grandpa about it.  Nate figured in a vague
way that it was something that would work itself out.  He was headed back
toward the cabin, with Mattie, bearing enough fish for supper, both boys
very nearly naked, and a little bit high, which was something that happened
more and more often.  Nearly every day, in fact.  Buzzed or drunk sometimes
or high others.  More and more often.

	Karl was standing in the clearlng, looking around, as they cleared
the bend in the path that led back to the cabin.

	"Hey," he called out.  "I didn't know where everybody was."

	"Just here in the woods" Nate said.

	"Yeah" Karl said, searching his face.  "You're Nate, right?"

	"Yeah"

	'I'm Karl"

	'Yeah"

	"They said I had to come out here" Karl said.

	Nate looked him over.  He had a little boy's face but his body was
oddly proportioned and impossibly skinny.  Karl was in the midst of a
growth spurt.  "Had to or wanted to?"

	'Wanted to" Karl said with a smile.  "Non-stop partying and sex.
They kept telling me about wild child pussy, about Tempest.  Where is she?"

	Nate shrugged and Mattie said, "She'll be around"

	Nate figured that was true. In fact, he figured it wouldn't be long
at that.  She had been almost banished but now she would return.  "You got
your stuff?" Nate asked.

	It was a duffel and Karl picked it up.  He swayed a bit at the
weight of it as he shouldered the burden and Nate noticed again that he was
short -- a little taller than a woman -- and slight.  Definitely just
beginning to grow.  He led Karl into the sparse cabin and tried to figure
out how to divide the storage space, particularly since Karl had brought
more than he or Mattie either one had together.  He also wondered how they
would squeeze another body into the bed. But Nate looked at Mattie and
decided that Grandpa or Tempest would have to figure that out.

	'You staying here through the winter too?" Karl asked Nate

	'I guess"

	Karl shrugged.  "That kinda sucks"

	Nate was caught off guard. "Why?"

	Karl acted all shy and hesitant but Nate could tell that he
actually was dying to say.  "Ian likes you"

	Red headed Ian?  Freckled face Ian?  Blue eyed Ian?  Sexy Ian?
That seemed unbelievable.  For one thing, Ian had a girlfiend, Eva.  For
another, he had acted pretty snotty at first, even if he had been nice back
at the mid summer solstice.  Then Nate remeembered that he had Ian's book,
the one by Rabelais.  Maybe he ought to think about getting that back to
him but then realized that he had never actually read it.

	"Well, he knows where I am at" Nate said

	"Him and Grandpa don't get along" Mattie said.

	Karl was bored now.  He had spilled his information and the
reaction wasn't what he had expected and now he was ready to move on.  Nate
feared the worse and it happened.  Tempest was outside, shirtless and in
boy's underwear.  Karl was grining broadly when he saw her.

	"This is more like it" he said

	'Nothing but gay boys and little boys" Tempest said

	"I ain't that little' Karl said, grabbing his crotch.

	Tempest walked over to him, stood in front and reached out,
grabbing his crotch.  Karl did a double take but didn't freak out.

	"Well, let's see" she said

	Karl looked around at Mattie and Nate, standing back against the
doorway of the cabin.  "They're going to like what they see"

	Tempest snorted.  "Listen little boy. Don't flatter yourself.  You
ain't got nothing no how.  But just so's you know, if you out here, they
gonna do more than see it.  They gonna have it"

	"Maybe I ain't gay"

	"You're horny. Everybody is what they need to be if they are horny
enough. Let's see"

	Karl pulled off his pants, letting them drop.  He stood there in
the clearing, in his boxer's.  Tempest went over and snatched them off. He
was young, maybe barely 13, and he had a firm butt.  From where Nate was,
he couldn't tell if his legs were all that hairy. But he could tell that
Karl thought her pulling off her underpants was funny.  He reached over and
pulled off hers.  Then he laughed.

	"Maybe I'll let everybody suck it" Karl said as he turned around.
He was hard, his erection sticking up.  There was a blob of black hair
above the root of his penis but not in the triangular pattern of an
adult. It was just there in a wad really, sort of like Hitler's mustache
above his dick.  But the dick, that was more man like: long and thick with
a cherry red head poking out from the foreskin and big thick balls.  It was
kind of strange becuase it was attached to the body of a boy, skinny and
undefined. Like Ian, Karl was freckled but black haired and green eyed.  He
didn't seem to have any underarm hair.

	"You seem really young" Nate said

	Karl was insulted.  "I'm a year younger than Mattie"

	"Yeah ... well ..." Nate stammered a bit.  He was dubious.

	"He ain't innocent." Tempest said. reaching out and grabbing the
kid's junk.  "He's got dirty thoughts in their just like you.  Besides, as
soon as the balls drop, no boy wants to be innocent.  Not no real boy.
Fuck, real boys don't want to be innocent from way back.  Boys ain't made
for that"

	"Yeah, that's true" Mattie said.

	It didn't matter and Nate knew it.  If he was going to be there
with them, sex would be part of it.  Moonshine and wine too.  And pot and
mushrooms and morning glory and the whole bit. Mana Ruth and Danny had sent
him out there having a pretty good idea what it meant and Karl had come
eagerly.  He wanted it. He was searching it out.  And Nate conceded all
that to himself.  It was his hangup.  The kid wanted it.  He was making it
clear that he did.  In his mind, he was ready.  Nate decided that no one
had asked him to judge.  His only decision was whether he participated or
not.  And he thought he would despite his hesitation.  What he had used to
think of as morality might not be truly moral after all.

	It was four of them in a bed and Karl intending to be the center of
attention.  He was far more interested in Tempest than in either Mattie or
Nate, rubbing his naked body against her and kneading her tights with his
large hands.  Mattie, though, going after a shiny new penny, wanted the boy
and was trying to go after him.  Nate held back.  If the kid wanted, he was
willing.  If the lust was there, and it clearly was in his desire for
Tempest, then he would but the kid had no interest really in the boys and
Nate wasn't going to go after it that way.  He watched, fascinated but
apart from it.  Karl let Mattie have a go at his dick, sucking it and
making love to the pole with his mouth as Karl and Tempest kissed and Karl
tended to her tits.

	"You don't want to?" Mattie said

	"I'm good" Nate answered, stroking himself.  He was hard too.
Young and in a sexual situation his body responded but he wasn't as into it
as they were.  But he did feel the heat somewhat and he slowly pleasured
himself, keeping it hard.

	Tempest rode the kid, his bare dick in her box, bouncing up and
down as Karl continued to hold onto her breasts.  Mattie moved up to the
head of the bed, sticking his dick in Karl's face.  The boy responded by
licking at it and letting Mattie put it in his mouth to suck.  Nate was
happy about that.  At least it meant that Karl was a bit openminded and
potentially they would all participate as equals once he burned off some of
the horniness.  The musky odor of sex permeated the cabin and the sounds of
grunting and groaning and moaning and bodies coming together filled the
air.  nate continued to stroke himself, still hanging back as they got
deeper and deeper into their passion.  But then he stopped and just
watched, feeling disconnected.

	There was the inertia of just staying there, watching and being
present for it to overcome.  He had to make a decision.  He left the cabin,
walked out into the fall air, still warm enough that being naked wasn't a
burden and as the bugs weren't bad it was possible to be.  Seeing no reason
to dress and not wanting to go back in, Nate set off down the path that led
to the still and to the creek.  He had no plan but just wanted to be alone
for a while.  In the fractured light that shown through the forest canopy
he just walked down to the creek.  On the far bank, sitting by the water
was a family: a man and a woman and three young children,
young. Prepubescent.  They were naked.

	Nate was drwan toward them.  He waded into the black tea colored
water of the stream, his bare feet biting into the cool sand and moved over
to them. The man smiled and nodded his head.

	"Hello" Nate said.

	"And hello to you young man" The adult male said.  He was fit and
handsome.

	The three children were naked and sitting on the far side of the
young woman.  One boy was fair and golden haired, long and wavy with
peircing blue eyes.  The girl next to him was red headed and freckled. They
were incontestably beautiful even if young.  The third child, underweight
it seemed, thin and long and not misshapen but just not quite symmeetrical.
He looked bitter and angry.  Nate thought him ugly.

	"I haven't seen you in the forest before" Nate said.

	"We've been here for many years" the woman said. "One way and
another"

	"I just haven't seen you"

	"It's our forest' the ugly one said, his lip turned up in disdain

	"It's everyone's forest" the golden haired boy said. "It's for
those that need to be here"

	'He's just another fag"

	"Molchos" the man snapped. "Be ashamed.  Nathan has harmed no one."

	"How do you know my name?"  Nate asked, alarmed.  It was possible
that they might have heard Grandpa or Mattie call to him but he suspected
that wasn't it.  Perhaps they had been spying on them.  Or something else,
something even more sinister.  His heart was pounding.

	"Perhaps we should go" the woman said.  "You have other business"

	The man nodded and signalled to the children who all stood. With a
nod, they all filed away back into the woods. Nate was left alone, the
water in the stream rushing past him as he stood there suddenly alone,
watching them go without explanation.  It made him cross, another
unexplained event in the woods, another mystery.  Nothing clear, nothing
real.  Frustrated and irritated, he waded back to the other bank, not
wanting to go back to the cabin but having nothing else to do. He climbed
back and headed down the path a few feet.

	There was a boy.  Golden haired and long.  Blue eyed.  It was the
boy from a second ago, Nate was sure, but older, taller, filled out. His
age.  Very nearly grown.  He was naked.

	"My brother had no right" he said.

	"I don't like being called fag"

	"You shouldn't"

	"I don't like having my mind messed with"

	The boy smiled.  "Well, that's not true.  If it were, you would
have left.  They usually do if that's the way they feel.  You haven't.  You
just don't know what it all means yet and that annoys you"

	"I think I am going to.  Real soon"

	"Yes" the boy said in agreement. "Both the understanding and the
leaving"

	Nate snorted.  "So you know my name.  What's yours?"

	"Adonis"

	Nate was caught back "Like the Greek myth?  The god?"

	"Yes"

	"So you're a God?"  Nate asked in disbelief.  "Is any of this
real?"

	"It's all real, one way and another" Adonis said. Nate shook his
head.  Adonis moved toward him and put a hand on his face and another on on
his cheset.  He leaned forward and kissed him. Tongues met.  Nate backed up
for a second.  "When are you going to learn that depriving yoruself of the
pleasures of life doesn't make you more holy? That desire is normal and
healthy? That the way to worship is to live and love? When?"

	"Now, I guess" Nate said.

	"I choose you for a reason."

	Nate smiled. "Okay"

	"Do you know the reason?"

	"No"

	"You are broken but pure. I will put you back together again and
send you off into the world. After this, at least for now, your time here
is over. There is another one who is broken in a different way and you will
heal him.  You will do it for me"