Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2016 06:43:16 -0400
From: r1nl8@hushmail.com
Subject: County Fair

County Fair

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County Fair


Donnie was an average 12-year-old farm boy. He was tall and skinny with
reddish blond hair, and had a fair smattering of freckles on his nose and
cheeks. He lived with his Grandpa, or Papa as he called him, who was the
only father, or family, he had ever known. His Grandma died when he was a
baby, and his Papa had raised him on the farm. A hundred acres of land with
fertile soil for planting, barns for horses, pens and mud for pigs, chicken
coops; the works. Papa was proud of what he had built and taught Donnie
(Boo, as he called him) all about the self-sustainability a farm could
provide. Sure, he hoped Boo would go to college, get a profession, but if
his .... son .... chose the life of a farmer, Papa was going to make sure
he was prepared.

Donnie had always called the farm The Hundred Acre Wood, fancying himself
as Christopher Robin with a stuffed bear named Pooh. As a child, with Papa
reading him the books combined with his own imagination, he had created a
simple world, full of happiness, but also hard work. As he worked through
elementary school, he did all he could to take care of the farm, making
sure his gramps was well fed and happy, and keeping up his schoolwork,
since that seemed to be the most important thing to his Papa.

Before school he went to the coops to gather eggs from under the hens,
tossed out pellets so they could eat, and fed the pigs. After school, he
plowed one field or another on the old red tractor, placed hay rolls for
the heifers, took down and cleaned a hog, or a chicken, or hunted for a
rabbit; whatever they needed. Normal stuff. He was a loner because his farm
was a long way from anywhere. He took a bus to school, but still it was
hard to get together with his school buddies. They all had to work, just
like him, after school. It never occurred to him that they were poor. After
all, everyone else was the same. The boys were all equally disadvantaged,
therefore none regarded themselves as such.

Papa was 70. While Boo was at school, Ole Howell, as his grandpa was known,
was plowing and clearing the fields, planting or harvesting - depending on
the season - and stayed busy all day long. There was always a leak on the
barn roof to repair, or a horse to be shooed. He loved his life on the farm
with his Boo, and Donnie loved his life with his Papa.

Ole Howell made sure Donnie ate well, always had 3 or 4 pairs of clean
overalls, underwear and t-shirts, always bright white and clean, even if a
bit loose fitting. For now, he couldn’t get Boo out of the well-worn boots
he wore like a glove. Grandpa didn’t mind. He knew the time was coming
quickly when Boo would have no other choice but to trade them in for a
larger model. Donnie also had a pair of black pants, a white shirt with
buttons, and a tie he could clip on if there was a funeral or wedding or
something.

There was nothing fancy anywhere around these parts, nor was anything
expected, but for a week, once a year, when the big carnival came to
town. Games, rides, funnel cakes - everyone looked forward to the fair all
year.

Unaware to Donnie, his grandpa had always saved all year long so Boo could
ride, eat, and play every game he wanted on that special night, year after
year. He seemed to get as much joy from the look of excitement on the boy's
face as Donnie did from the actual experience. Only one thing in life was
more important than making sure Donnie had all he wanted at the fair, and
that was to make sure he had an awesome Christmas, every single year.

That particular fall, the fair began on Donnie's 13th birthday, and it was
the best ever. The week would change him forever.

Papa dropped him off early, while it was still daylight, so Donnie could
enjoy every single second of the first night. He hoped to hook up with some
of his school friends later, and the night would be full of fun. One for
the history books. Donnie hugged his Papa tight, thanked him for the money
to buy the tickets, told him how much he loved him, and made plans to meet
at midnight - "Not a second later, Boo!" Papa insisted.

"You know I'll be here. Love you Papa." They locked eyes for a second, and
Ole Howell thought he had never seen Boo with such a bright twinkle in his
deep green eyes, or such a sweet and genuine smile on his face. He drove
away with a smile of his own, hoping Donnie would have as much fun as the
boy anticipated. Also that he would find what he was looking for, because
his grandpa knew, even if he didn’t, that profound times were
coming. Howell said a silent prayer and left the safety of Boo to the
angels.

Donnie got his first pocket-full of tickets and started down the
midway. Spinning lights of the rides, loud rock music, barkers calling from
every corner to come play a game where they would definitely win stuffed
bears, or goldfish, or whatever .... he loved it all. He would never get
sucked into the games (a sure loser,) but he loved the noise. No games of
darts or balloons. Donnie had one purpose to settle before anything
else. The very same purpose he had for several years now, and had not been
able to accomplish.

A ride called the Zipper had failed him every year. He was always too short
for that stupid wooden cartoon boy with his hand out, "You have to be this
tall." Year after year he never measured up.

"This year, this year, this year ...." he pleaded to no one in particular.

He approached the ride slowly - being turned down would ruin his whole
night and year actually. The line was long, and just before the entrance
was that hated wooden boy judging his height.

Slowly he made his way toward the ticket man. He didn't look like an
average carney. He was actually a nice looking man, clean, and seemed to
have all his teeth. He had really light brown skin and long straight black
hair. A weathered hat topped his head, with a few feathers at the
back. Donnie thought he was the coolest looking man he had ever seen.

As he got closer, his heart sunk looking at that stupid wooden clown,
knowing he was still an inch or so from meeting the required height. Still,
he stayed in line. Another boy, slightly smaller than himself, walked up
the ramp passing everyone in line and went straight to the carney. Donnie
heard him call the man "Noosh" and after the next group on the ride ended,
the man left and the boy took over loading the customers.

As the man stood to the side, no one noticed when the boy winked at Donnie
and, patting him on the back, seemed to assure him he was tall enough.

"My son is taking over while I get a meal," he told the crowd in line. "He
has a tendency to give longer rides than me, so enjoy!"

The crowd cheered, and the Zipper cages began to reload again.

When Donnie got his turn, the boy led him to his compartment. He had his
arm around Donnie like they had been friends for years.

Opening the cage door for Donnie, he said “Seats two, I get another from
the line, or you want ride alone?"

"ALONE, YES, IF I CAN!!" Donnie said, sounding more excited than he meant
to.

"First time, no?"

"No, uh uh I mean yes, first time."

"Pull lever will lock cage in place, let go to spin, right?" the boy said,
touching a ring in front of the seat for the rider to make his own
experience.

"ummm, sure, ok, got it."

"I am Jedidiah," the exotic boy said. "Have fun my new friend. I give you
plenty of rides to figure it out. You go until you want to stop, let me
know, and you get out."

"For real, Jedidididi, um ....???"

"Call me Jedi," he said, and with a big smile locked Donnie into the
cage. They were obviously close to the same age, and it was clear to Jedi
that Donnie had lived a sheltered life. He took it upon himself, at that
very second, to show Donnie the night of his life. He knew his Noosh would
approve.

Three or four rides later, Jedi finally opened the door to Donnie's
cage. The boy was laughing and laughing. "NO, don't stop!" he laughed at
Jedi.

"We have the night. This badge I give you, you ride anything you want, as
many times as you want. Come, Noosh back, we go have fun. I show you
around."

Jedi's dad returned and Donnie got out of the ride. Jedi grabbed him by the
hand (huh????) and they ran down the ramp and onto the midway. Jedi let go,
and they looked at each other and laughed.

Back on the Midway, Jedi clipped an official badge on the front of Donnie's
worn but clean overalls. Donnie gleamed with excitement.

"Tonight, you own midway," Jedi said, making sure the badge was firmly
pinned. Donnie's eyes sparkled as he looked eye to eye with Jedi. Although
he had never really thought about another boy being cute or not 'in that
way' he found himself amazed with Jedi. He couldn't help but wish Jedi
could join he and his friends at the local pond. No boys ever wore
shorts. Donnie actually wondered what would Jedi look like ... down there
... naked. His head filled with thrill and ... STOP. He didn't want to have
thoughts he shouldn't have. Thoughts his new friend might not like.

Donnie had never seen anyone that looked like Jedi. He was so good looking
that he was almost pretty! Like his dad he had nice tanned skin and long
straight hair below his shoulders, so black it was almost blue. Jedi had
two brightly colored feathers hanging on the right side in his hair, just
above and in front of his ear. Each feather was about 6 inches long, with
brilliant colors. One was mostly blue with green and a few bright yellow
stripes. The other dark red, with shocks of purple and orange. Donnie had
never seen such an exotic boy in his life.

Jedi excitedly showed Donnie all around the midway, speaking to all the
barkers and ride jockeys and introducing Donnie, making sure to tell them
to look after him and make sure he had a good time. Whenever Donnie, dazed
at all that was happening to him, would lag behind, Jedi would turn and
grab him by the hand, pulling him along, much to Donnie's delight. He felt
so special, with this boy, and in this place. His whole body tingled
whenever Jedi touched him. He especially loved it when Jedi would
nonchalantly put his arm around him and egg him on to some other adventure.

At one point they passed a barker with huge stuffed animals; the one where
you had to throw a ring around a bottle. Donnie couldn't help but notice a
massive Pooh Bear, nearly as tall as himself. He stopped frozen when he saw
it. Since he and Jedi were holding hands, his stop yanked Jedi back, almost
knocking him down. They both laughed and Jedi knew what had gotten Donnie's
attention.

"Hey Harry! You make many dollars tonight?" Jedi asked the scruffy man.

"Yeah, doing ok buddy, how about you?" Harry grinned, knowing exactly how
Jedi was doing with a cute boy in tow. "You want to have a go Jedidiah? On
the house?"

"Hoped you would say. I got no money," Jedi grinned.

"Only 1 throw then," Harry said, handing Jedi the ring.

There were three levels of bottles, with the top only having 3 chances. The
top got the biggest prize, and it went down from there. Each level with
more bottles and smaller prizes.

Jedi took the hoop, looked eye to eye with Donnie, and asked him which
prize he wanted. Jedi, with his jet black hair and bright blue eyes, seemed
to twinkle all over as he looked at his reddish blond friend, who seemed to
Jedi to have the most awesome green eyes ever. They seemed to peer through
him, and touch his heart.

Donnie grinned at Jedi. "The Pooh."

"You got it," Jedi said. "Kiss the ring for luck."  Donnie kissed the red
hoop Jedi held up to him. Only taking the quickest of glances, he tossed
the hoop. The red ring seemed to take forever to land, and Donnie was
holding his breath, squeezing Jedi's hand, when the hoop landed perfectly
on the center bottle of the top row.

"The Pooh Bear," Jedi told Harry, who handed the huge animal to Donnie,
with a smile almost as big as the boy himself.

Jedi winked at Harry, said he was sorry he was better than Harry's
game. They both laughed. Donnie was still in shock. A boy . . . a boy he
really liked, had won him a stuffed animal at the fair . . . and a Pooh at
that! He was so happy he was afraid he would wake up and it would all be a
dream, but Jedi was dragging him on to more adventures, so he blindly
followed, trying to absorb all that was happening to him.

Off and on, Jedi would take his hand to lead him along, or even put his arm
around Donnie's shoulder for a second.

With darkness coming on as the sun set, Boo began to see some of his
buddies from school. Somehow the hand holding didn't look odd; just boys
tugging one another along. Donnie spoke to everyone he knew but Jedi was
dragging him around so fast he didn't have time to do more than wave, shrug
his shoulders and promise he would meet them later and put them on free
rides.

His friends wondered why he had the badge, and who his new friend was. But
nothing seemed queer. They were more jealous than anything; their friend
with a badge, the biggest stuffed animal anywhere at the fair, and a friend
that obviously was part of the whole carney scene. Wow.

They thought the boy with the long black hair and feathers looked about as
cool as anything they ever saw pass through their little backwoods
town. They all hoped Donnie would bring him around and let them all meet
him.

Continuing around the midway, instead of grabbing his hand, or putting his
arm around Donnie's shoulder, Jedi would walk just behind and to the left
of his hot new friend, with his hand rested on Donnie's neck, sort of
leading him by pushing.

"The wheel?"

"Hells yeah!" Donnie said, and Jedi, with his hand on the back of Boo's
neck, led him there from behind, the Pooh taking up way too much space. He
didn't care of course. If it made his new friend happy, it made him happy,
so he even took turns carrying it.

Jedi ignored the ride jockeys they passed who would whistle or shout out
'you go boy.' He did smile to himself, but he didn't want their teasing to
scare Donnie. Actually, Jedi loved the attention, being seen with such a
cute boy, and the carneys were frankly glad to see Jedi looking happy for
the first time in a long time.

The Ferris Wheel didn't have the normal bench seats. Instead there were
small gondola's, seating four at most. Donnie was shocked and completely
unaware that he and Jedi didn't have to wait in line. Jedi took them
straight up to the operator, and they waited until the current ride was
over.

"I guess since there are three riders, you can take one of your own,"
TipTop said to Jedi with a big grin.

"Thanks Tip. I'll make it up to you."

When the first gondola stopped, Tip unlatched the waist high door and all
three - Jedi, Boo, and Pooh - climbed in. And then it started, and they
were just above the landing, then higher, then higher, as Tip reloaded the
ride.

When they got to the very top, Tip taking his time reloading the gondola's,
Jedi slid closer to Donnie, and slowly put his arm around his shoulder,
different this time somehow. He looked into Donnie's green eyes and touched
his face with his right hand, his left wrapped behind.

Very gently, he turned Donnie to face him and their faces were less than a
foot away, each looking the other in the eye, and alternately down at the
lips of the other.

Donnie was nervous, and trembled a bit, unsure what he was supposed to do.

"No worry, Donnie," Jedi said. "I stop if you want."

Donnie couldn't stop himself from taking the lead, leaning into Jedi to
kiss him fully. Fumbling through his first kiss ever, he was glad when Jedi
took over and quickly they were tasting each other, touching each other,
kissing necks, smelling each other.

Jedi lifted his friend’s arms, and easily put his hand into Donnie's loose
fitting t-shirt and feeling straight towards his pits, wondering if the boy
had hair yet. He loved the short damp hairs he felt in Donnie's armpits. He
leaned down to take a deep breath of his underarms, and Donnie smelled like
a fresh breeze at the beach. "Damn. How anybody smell so fucking clean?"
Jedi thought, his head swimming with desire. He glanced back up to make eye
contact, they began to kiss, and suddenly the wheel yanked, and they knew
the ride was going to begin.

Donnie had just as much curiosity about Jedi's armpits, amount of hair, and
how he smelled. He could tell already, and earlier, that Jedi hadn't
showered since morning, and he had a bit stronger but awesome odor than the
sweet smell of his own pits. He was overwhelmed and wanted to completely
explore, but he was confused at all that was happening.

As the ride went on, the boys took advantage of the time, most especially
when they were on the top half, to show each other their armpit hair, tug
at it, and Donnie would smell his fingertips since Jedi was much more damp
down there.

All the while, Pooh sat silently, paying no attention, apparently enjoying
the view of the midway.

When the ride stopped, they all ran down the platform (well, Pooh was
dragged more than he ran) and Jedi led them between two of the midway rides
and to the backside of the carnival, a place most people never saw. It was
a whole other world. A small, self-contained mini town.

Boo thought there must be some kind of celebration going on. Laughing and
music, there were motor homes, trucks with travel trailers, people hanging
around, grilling food and looking normal in every way possible. He was
surprised at just how normal it all was. He suddenly wondered why he didn't
expect it.

"Where are we going?" he asked Jedi.

"Home." he said, "I sweat, want to change clothes. And we leave Pooh Bear
to rest so we have fun on rides."

Wow, Donnie wondered what that meant. His home? Would Jedi take a shower?
Did they even have a shower? When they got to the small trailer of Jedi and
his Noosh (Dad) Donnie was surprised how two people could live in such a
small space; a 28' travel trailer.

He turned on a TV and motioned for Donnie to sit on a small sofa. The
trailer was so small; Donnie was curious how this whole thing was going to
work out. Jedi went through a walkthrough and soon came back with 2
buckets, one with hot water, one with cold, and some rags and soap.

"Shower here too small," Jedi said. "I always bathe this way. OK with you?"

"Ummm, of course! Can I get you more water?" Boo stumbled.

"No Donnie, thanks."

Suddenly, right there, with no thought whatever, 14-year-old Jedi began to
strip down. He was neither facing Donnie, or turning his back to him. He
just moved around as he took off pieces of clothing tossing one this way
and one that. His back was to Donnie when he pulled down his
underpants. Somehow Donnie knew they were as clean as possible after a day
of work, but they looked old and stained. The top of Jedi's legs was
smaller than the bands around the briefs, so his underwear fit loosely on
his slim body. As Jedi bent way over to take down his grayish worn shorts,
Donnie got a total view of his hole, and even some black hairs growing
around it. Jedi looked spotless back there, his tight hole pink, except for
those incredible short black hairs. Donnie couldn't help it. His erection
popped up so fast and so hard he thought he might have broken it or
something. Then Jedi, with no thought whatsoever, turned back around and
was facing his new friend again.

The young Native American boy stood in front of him completely naked,
looking around for something but he seemed to want to give Donnie plenty of
time to take a good look.

Jedi was about 5'6", a little taller than Donnie. His long black hair hung
slightly below his shoulders. Donnie had never thought about skin being
pretty but now he did. The light tan and smooth skin of Jedi kept his
attention, until his eyes looked lower. Skinny dipping in the quarry during
summer, occasionally showers when he had a sleep over, Donnie had seen what
other boys around his age looked like down there.

In comparison, Jedi was a bit shorter and a bit thinner, but he had a
longer foreskin than his friends. It totally covered the head and made a
long twisted loose skin at the end of his pecker. He had more pubes growing
though. At 14 Jedi had a small thick patch of black hair on each side of
his pubis. Not circling the base of his penis, but growing on the sides,
with only a sparse little patch between. But the fascinating part to Donnie
was that the hairs were not curled. They were absolutely straight, at this
point only about a half inch long, but still straight as an arrow.

Donnie's penis had not yet reached 4", more like 3 and a half, but he knew
that every bit of it was as hard as it had ever been, looking at the naked
body of his new exotic friend. His erection was never so strong.

Putting a large thick towel in the middle of the room, Jedi got a rag and
put it in the hot water bucket. He soaped up the hot wet rag, stood in the
middle of the towel and began to wash off the front side of his body right
there in full view. Donnie watched with shock, thrilled at every
sight. When Jedi lifted his arms, he saw the small patches of black hair in
his pits. Jedi, without concern, washed his loose smooth sac and pecan
sized balls, pulled back his foreskin and spent ample time making sure to
get his cockhead good and clean, then turned around, trying to wash his
back.

"I have trouble here. You can help?"

Donnie stammered and mumbled and lost his breath.

"OH, yeah, of course, sure, what can I do?"

 "Rinse rag? Put soap. You can wash me back here?" Jedi asked, turning
around and pointing towards his shoulders and lower back. "Only you. Noosh
is at Zipper until late."

With his back towards Donnie, Jedi raised his arms above his head and stood
waiting to be washed. After a few seconds, he looked back. "Donnie?"

He was so busy staring at Jedi that he was stunned for a minute.

"I call you Red from now on," Jedi said. "You don't answer when I say
Donnie." Jedi laughed.

"OK, that works," Donnie / Red / Boo said, giggling. "Whatever you want,"
and he got up, soaped up the hot rag and began at the shoulders of his sexy
friend. He liked 'Red' and hoped Jedi would stick with it.

Keeping the rag hot and soapy, Red started at the shoulders, but then
worked his way up the arms, making sure all was wet and soapy, then he put
the rag back in the bucket.  Using his hands, he went to work on Jedi's
arms one at a time, working down to wash the armpits, cleaning thoroughly,
almost each little hair individually. Finally, he had each of his hands
washing his friend's armpits, up and down, side to side, loving most
especially when he got to wash those soft short hairs.

To his chest and neck and back around to his shoulders, he continued to
soap up and bathe his friend. Then it was time to rinse what had been
washed, and finish the job.

Jedi shivered when Red began to rinse off his body with the cold water from
the clean water bucket. With cold water running down his front and back,
Jedi had a hard time keeping his arms up. He squirmed around but Red just
laughed.

"You told me to!!" and poured more cold water on the freezing boy. Jedi
laughed back.

"ok, ok, hurry fucker!"

Although they were both laughing hard, Red reached down to the hot water
and soaped up a rag, first using it on the lower back, down to the crack of
Jedi's butt, and then in front, to just below his belly button. Around and
back around he went after dropping the rag and using his hands to do the
real work. He could feel Jedi's stomach tighten as he washed his belly and
went further south, and the same on the backside.

"You clean me right?" Jedi asked, "or do I wait for Noosh?"

"No, I mean yes." So Red started at the back, soaping up his hands and
exploring further than he ever had on another boy. He slid down the crack
and actually touched the pink hole he had seen before. He could feel the
short little hairs surrounding it.

"Do it!" Jedi said, "don't be afraid Red. I like clean back there."

Red touched the boy’s rectum more purposefully. Rubbing it, and cleaning
all around it. Poking at the hole seemed to excite both he and Jedi, so he
did that a lot. Keeping his right hand on the backside, moving even closer
under almost to the sac, he used his left hand to wash the front. He washed
and washed the penis he knew was already clean (he had witnessed it after
all) and tugged on it, pulled on the foreskin, scrubbed the short hair
patches, made sure the sac and balls were clean.

His heart was beating so loudly he thought it could be heard outside his
body, and his own little willy was so stiff he just knew it would
break. Jedi had gotten nice and hard while his own privates were being
washed, but he hadn't seen the effect on Donnie, er, Red. Donnie smiled big
when he thought of his new name given by his new friend. So, just to get
Jedi back for being able to enjoy a hard on while he suffered through his
own, Red used plenty of cold water to rinse off the soap he had just
applied.

Jedi shouted, shook, shivered and laughed until he got his thoughts
together and turned around to face Red.

"OK you dick; I dress, and I get back at you." he laughed, and nervously
stood face to face with Red. After a not-so-awkward second, Jedi leaned in
and gave Red a sweet quick kiss on his plump lips.

As it happened, within his odd assortment of old clothes, Jedi also had a
pair of blue jean overalls. He came from a room in the back wearing them
with his thumbs hooked in the shoulder straps. Both boys laughed and
laughed. Jedi didn't wear a shirt, so he asked Red if he would take off the
white t-shirt he wore so they would be 'brothers.'

The shirt was off before Jedi finished his words, he stuck it hanging out
of his back pocket, and, leaving Pooh to relax on a sofa, off they went
back to the lights and noise and excitement of the midway. This time, they
weren't in such a hurry. Jedi showed him and taught him all about how the
rides worked, how they moved them from town to town. Red was having a
blast. They took plenty of time riding every ride not built for a kid. And
Red still had his official badge, which made him feel incredibly special.

He would even put his school buddies on rides when he saw them, straight to
the front of the line, and they always got several trips instead of just
one. Donnie felt so good being able to help out his buddies like that, and
even more loved being able to introduce them to Jedi, who made it all
possible. They were all amazed at the young kid with long black hair and
bright feathers too.

Before long it seemed like everyone on the midway knew Donnie. Well,
actually they knew Red, but regardless they all knew the cute blondish red
haired boy with freckles and a smile worth a million. He was a charming
boy, and they all wanted him to have a great time. Well, it was obvious he
was dirt poor, but the fact he was so sweet and carried that perpetual
smile . . . everyone had his back. He was completely safe around this
carney family.

"So what's next Jedi?" Red asked. "We haven't ridden it all, have we? Do we
start over?" he laughed.

"No way Red. Come on ..."

Jedi led him to the Haunted House; a big, two story ride with lots of
spooky graphics, tons of lights, floating ghosts on the outside, and loud
enough eerie music to be heard half way through the fair. A small train
type ride took the kids through the House on a track over the two
levels. Lights would flash on and off, plastic zombies would suddenly pop
out, audio screams would sound off. The whole thing was kind of cheesy but
everyone knew it was really just a way for teenagers to kiss and make out
in the dark for a few minutes.

When they got there, he knew to get in the very back car. He led Red past
Preacher Man, the operator, and directly to the last car of the small
train. He knew they would be unseen and undisturbed and looked forward to
some private time with Red, hoping to make out and find a way to sneak his
hand into his friend's overalls and maybe reach his privates. Just like the
armpits earlier, he wondered if Red had hair down there yet.

The bathing thing, well that was different somehow. It wasn't sex, and he
didn't plan to do that in the Haunted House. He just wanted to show, and
get, affection from this boy he had totally fallen for. Kissing, and making
out, and innocent touches, after all, were the most erotic things of
all. Any boy could get a blow job anytime he wanted.

The second they got into their car at the end of the train, when the ride
started and they were into the building, he put his arm around Red, and
pulled him close. Red reached over and put his hand on Jedi's leg, rubbing
up and down and squeezing his leg. Red was trembling a bit while he tried
to sit even closer to Jedi.

Jedi held his arm ever tighter around Red's shoulder, and he leaned in
close to smell Red and give him a slight kiss on his soft neck, all while
moving his hand closer to the boy's crotch. Donnie actually spread his legs
a little, so Jedi went full on with his hand over his new friend’s
groin. He could tell immediately when he felt a small but definite erection
taking shape under Donnie's overalls.

While Jedi put his hand more firmly on Red's growing erection, he also
moved Red's hand over to his own, pushing it down to make sure Red had a
firm grasp on his small growing hard on.

Fumbling in the dark, they managed to face each other and began to kiss
lovingly, each tasting the other while pushing on their erections. Just as
each was about to reach into the other's overalls, which provided more than
enough access to each other, the last Haunted House trick happened and Jedi
knew they were about to be back outside. They both pulled back, nervous,
bright red with hormones blasting, and suddenly back on the midway. Like
two completely different worlds. Jedi was a bit more accustomed, though not
thoroughly, but for Red it was being ripped from a great world into a
bright but cold world. It took him a minute to pull it together.

They got off the train, trying their best to hide the tents poking out, and
scrambled down the ramp to get mixed back up into the madness of the crowd
on the midway. They weren't scared or nervous though, to be sure, they both
thought it was hilarious. These two guys were peas in a pod. And now they
were both dressed that way, like two cornhuskers after a long day on the
plow. But damn, even coming from two different worlds, these boys truly did
fit together like a glove.

They walked about halfway down one side of the midway when they got to a
trailer with cotton candy and candy apples.

"Which?"

"Cotton Candy," Red answered.

Jedi gave him a blue and red twirled cotton candy cone and asked him to
stay RIGHT THERE. He would be right back. So Red trusted him and waited.

And waited, and waited. Finally, sure he had been rejected although he
couldn't know why, he began to Before he got too far away he heard Jedi
calling his name.

"Red! Red! Where you go?"

He turned around and like a scene from a movie, Jedi ran up and hugged him,
holding Red so tight he thought he would stop breathing. There was one
thing different, however.

"Put on your shirt," Jedi said.

It took a few minutes to realize Jedi was now wearing a white t-shirt with
his overalls. So he pulled his own out of his back pocket and unsnapped his
shoulder straps to put his t-shirt back on.

"Why? Before I could see your pit hair," Red grinned.

"You will see," Jedi said, and like before put Red in front of him and kind
of led him with his hand on his shoulder. And soon enough, they came upon
the ride of all rides, Jedidiah's own Zipper (well, his Dad's actually, but
the same thing basically.)

"Noosh!" they kissed cheeks. "My friend Dahnie, but he is Red." Jedi
ruffled Donnie's hair with his hand and smiled at his Dad.

The man looked at Donnie and smiled. "You like Zipper?"

"Yeah!" Donnie said.

"Si senor," Jedi elbowed him slightly, correcting him.

Donnie blushed and looked down.

"Si Senor, por favor."

Jedi beamed with joy.

"Si, Noosh, many rides, por favor, not at bottom, si?"

Noosh knew exactly what his son wanted. If they never stopped at the
bottom, where passengers unload, no one would be able to see into their
cage, and he knew why Jedi wanted that, and obviously his knew young friend
also.

They boarded their cage, sitting tightly next to one another and buckled
in. Jedi knew of course that the whole wheel still needed to be loaded so
they had plenty of time. Once up a couple of cages, he put his arm around
Donnie and kissed him passionately, reaching over to unbuckle the overalls,
the front flap falling loosely to Red's lap. Still kissing, Jedi put his
hand down into the opening so he could freely touch his friend's young
penis. Then he used a hand to lift Red up a bit, and there was no
resistance as suddenly Donnie was naked below the waist.

Of course, Donnie wasted no time either. Their young immature but erect
penis' open for the other to touch, explore, fondle. They were both exposed
at the same time and it excited Donnie more than he thought imaginable. He
looked at Jedi's thicker and slightly longer erection, rubbing it up and
down and taking time to reach down under to feel Jedi's tight wrinkled
scrotum. He particularly enjoyed looking at and fingering around the hair
Jedi was growing, Not much, but more than the few sparse wisps of soft
reddish hair around his own thin erection.

Jedi, pushing Red's small cock out and down, and studying it intently,
wanted desperately to lean over and put his mouth on it, but he didn't have
the nerve, so he resorted to masturbating the cock.

Naturally Red began to do the same to Jedi. Something about riding the
circle in a carnival cage with hundreds of just outside made it even more
erotic.

In minutes they were both gasping for breath, pumping each other faster
until each came in an explosion of grunts and giggles and hands wet with
the other's small drops of cum.

"Wow," Red said, breathlessly.

"Holy shit," Jedi agreed.

They looked each other eye to eye and began to kiss deeply, tongues wrapped
up together as one. This lasted for one cycle of the ride, and Jedi told
Red to get out his t-shirt.

He did the same and, looking at his naked friend again, both now with small
soft cocks, began to clean each other up with their shirts, occasionally
pausing when they caught eyes with one another and had to make time to kiss
and hold each other.

Buckling up their overalls, stuffing their t-shirts/cum rags into their
back pockets so they hung out, they eventually got off the ride. Both were
red chested and flushed and sweaty when they stumbled weakly out of the
cage.

Noosh could only look down, shake his head, and smile.

The boys grinned, almost laughed, and suddenly Jedi grabbed Red's hand and
pulled him back onto the midway.

Suddenly a huge bell chimed, notifying everyone only two hours before the
fair would close.

In other words, it was midnight, and it took Red a minute or two to
remember his Papa was waiting outside.

"Come with me Jedi! Meet my Papa! Please, we have to go NOW! I CAN’T BE
LATE!"

Knowing the midway better than Red, Jedi took his hand and they ran as fast
as possible on the shortest possible route to the front gates. When they
got there it was only about 3 past 12.

When they went running through the gates, Papa’s truck was right in front
of them. The boy’s kicked up dust as they stopped immediately, as though
they were cars slamming on breaks. Boo almost crashed into the side door of
the truck.

Papa had a stern look on his face as he was looking at his watch. Donnie
took a deep breath, and then his Papa looked over with the biggest smile
ever.

“You look like you had fun tonight!! I’m glad you did, I’m glad you
did. I cannot wait to hear all about it.”

Jedi gently kicked Red on the foot, and sort of pushed him forward so Papa
could see him too.

“So you have a new friend?” Papa asked with a big grin. “Mind your
manners boy. You should introduce us!”

Boo stepped back and proudly introduced Jedi to his Papa.

“He works here, with his Noosh, I mean Dad,” Donnie said
proudly. “He gave me this badge!” he proudly showed his Papa. I rode
anything all night, and Jedi showed me everything.”

Suddenly both Donnie and Jedi remembered Pooh, sitting alone in the camper.

“And, and, and, Jedi won me the biggest prize on the midway! A Pooh Bear
almost as big as me!!”

The excitement coming from his Boo stirred the heart of Ole Howell. He
hoped a night like this would come to his son, and now it had. And besides,
his new friend was awfully cute and they looked like a perfect match.

“I made supper in case you were hungry,” Papa said. “Maybe we
should get going.”

“Yes sir,” Boo said looking downcast. He glanced back at Jedi as he
opened the truck door.

“Hold on there young buck,” Papa said. “I meant you could bring
your friend also, for a home cooked meal, and if his …. Noosh …. Will
join us, they are welcome in our home. Really Boo, I taught you better than
that!” Papa grinned and winked at his grandson.

“For reals?” Donnie’s face lit up brighter than the Starship out on
the midway. “Will you come?” he looked to Jedi, “will your Noosh?
Please??”

Jedi looked back and forth to Red and his Papa, his silky black hair
blowing gently in the slight wind, and the feathers matching the
movement. He smiled, showing completely white teeth, with a sense of
bewilderment, joy, curiosity, excitement and hunger all at once.

“I ask for permission,” he finally said, “and hope Noosh will also
join.” He began to run, then turned around abruptly, ran back to Red,
and out of sight of Papa, gave him a soft sweet kiss, locked their gaze eye
to eye. Then he turned, and off he went, flying like the wind to find his
dad.

“So, you made a new friend,” Papa asked, “He seems like a good
boy. His feathers make him special.” Papa said as Donnie climbed into
the truck but left the door open.

Making eye contact, all Donnie could do was grin ear to ear.

“They work for the carnival, and travel all over ….” Donnie
trailed off dreamily, looking back at the fair and hoping Jedi would return
soon.

Five minutes passed, then ten, then fifteen. Donnie’s heart began to sink.

He looked over his shoulder and a tear began to form in his eye.

“Don’t worry, son. Everything always works out for the best. How about
we give them a little more time, ok?”

“Yes Papa, thanks.”

While Donnie had his back turned, and he and his grandpa were talking, Papa
could see the small form of Jedi getting closer. For fun he cranked up the
truck, as if they were leaving. Howell loved a good joke.

“WAIT WAIT,” they heard Jedi shout.

“STOP STOP,” Boo shouted.

And Papa got a great big smile; both for his funny little inside joke, but
most importantly for the joy he instinctively knew his boy was feeling, and
also for Jedi, who he knew shared Donnie’s feelings. His heart felt free,
for the first time in a long time, knowing that his Boo was going to be OK.

“I can come with you!” Jedi mumbled breathlessly. “I can come!”

“What about your Noosh?” Papa asked. “You invited him, didn’t
you?”

“Si senor,” Jedi replied with a big smile, “He is on his way. Got
clean clothes for us.”

Red jumped out of the truck, wrapping his arms around Jedi, and they
laughed and laughed, in disbelief what was happening.

Red and Jedi stood side by side leaning against the truck waiting for
Jedi’s dad. Between them, but hidden from view, they held hands tightly,
occasionally squeezing the hand of the other as a sign to look face to
face.

Before long, Noosh emerged from a cloud of dust and smoke, carrying a
duffel bag and glancing back and forth to find his son and the red truck.

“Here Noosh,” Jedi shouted, “Over here!”

Introductions made, Noosh got in the truck with Howell, and the boys got
comfortable in the back.

“Put on your t-shirts,” Noosh said. “It may get cold back there.”

Both boys burst out laughing, knowing they weren’t about to put on the
sticky shirts they had in their back pockets.

“Either way,” Noosh said with a look of confusion, knowing he would
never break this boy code.

Soon they made it back to the main house on the Hundred Acre Wood. When
they all disembarked, the boys realized that both Red’s Papa and Jedi’s
Noosh had also made fast friends.

“Go upstairs and get cleaned up boys,” Papa said. Me and Ashak will
get supper ready.

Both boys looked at each other in bewilderment, but let it go, and Boo led
Jedi up to his room, giggling all the way.

Papa already had a huge beef roast in the oven, with carrots, potatoes and
plenty of onions. There was always plenty, even without unexpected guests,
but Papa liked Ashak, Jedi’s Noosh, and they had some shots of Papa’s own
moonshine while they got the supper together. Ashak went to the side of the
house to pick some fresh tomatoes and cucumbers and lettuce, which he
brought in for Papa to prepare.

“Here,” Papa said, handing a jar of moonshine to Ashak. “Go sit on
the porch, I’ll be right behind you and this supper can stew a bit.

Ashak was amazed at the farm. All the fresh food, and livestock. The coops
for fresh eggs and chickens too. He heard some goats, and in the moonlight
saw a small herd of sheep grazing on a hill in the distance. The whole set
up was like a dream. And he had instantly taken to Howell, who was only a
few years older than himself. He took another swig from the jar just as
Howell walked out onto the porch. He reached to hand the ‘shine, but
Howell waved it away.

“If I do that, it means I don’t drive again, and you and your boy are
stuck out here for the night.”

Ashak smiled, and reached out again to hand the jar to Howell.

“Is ok with me,” he said smiling. “I sleep on porch, Jedidiah and
Red can take care of themselves.”

Ashak had to explain that his son had given Donnie a personal name – not
just for hair color, but also because it stood for power and many lives.

Howell grinned and grabbed the ‘shine. “You are both always welcome
in our home.” Howell took a big long gulp, put down the jar, and looked
Ashak eye to eye. “To new friends,” he said, raising an invisible
glass to toast Ashak. The both laughed and ended up shaking hands.

Meanwhile the boys were having a blast. Jedi was amazed at Red’s bedroom,
and the bed and pillows and quilts. He opened the chest and found several
pairs of clean underwear, and some white t-shirts. Clean white socks were
in another drawer but his favorite was the next one down, where he found
many pairs of pajamas, some with superheroes, others with silly words, or
those yellow smiley faces, or just about anything one could imagine. He
touched them, and pulled some to his nose to smell them. He was mesmerized.

Jedi had seen boy’s pajamas, but he never had, or wore, a pair. It was
magical, and he could even get a hint of Red’s scent as he smelled them.

Red slowly stepped up behind him, aware this a special moment for Jedi,
although he didn’t know why, and gently put his hands on the narrow
shoulders of his new friend, brushing aside some of the long black hair to
get a better touch, and to rub on his shoulders.

“You want some?” Red asked.

“Sure,” Jedi answered. “I dream of shower at night, pajamas like
this, sleep with boy like you. The best of my dreams.”

He turned enough to look back at Red, and his eyes were a bit moist. They
kissed deeply, until suddenly they heard the call from below: “Supper
time, boys!”

They looked at each other with big smiles, once again stopped from their
fun.

“Let’s go,” Red said. “Papa doesn’t like it when I’m late for
supper.”

Both boys tried to cup their small erections as they headed down to the
table. They could hear their Papa and Noosh laughing out loud as they
entered the dining room. The boys looked at each other, wide eyed and happy
as they sat down. Papa got up and served up the roast and veggies and Ashak
filled glasses of sweet tea for the boys.  Red and Jedi devoured the food,
got more, and laughed and talked while they ate. Obviously the men were
into their own thing as they stabbed and ate at the roast without much
enthusiasm but made ample time to sip on the ‘shine jar. They were in
their own world, and that was great to Red. He knew the result.

“Papa?” he asked tentatively. “You aren’t going to drive back to
the fair tonight are you? We have room here for Mr.  Ashak and Jedi can
stay upstairs with me!”

“We already decide, hour ago,” Ashak said. “Yes, we stay, and go
back tomorrow. You put up with my boy?” Ashak smiled.

The kids looked at each other, about to burst with excitement.

“Yes sir, I can put up with him if I have to. He’s kind of a bother
though.”

They looked at each other and laughed.

“Then go to bed!” Papa said. “Shower first Red, you know that.”

“Of course Papa,” Donnie/Boo/Red stood and kissed his Papa on his
cheek and led Jedi upstairs, who had also kissed his Noosh, and they left
the room. Once out of eyesight they grabbed each other’s hand and headed to
Red’s room, where Boo got them some towels and led Jedi to the bathroom. He
made the water not too hot, turned on the shower head, and looked back at
Jedi, who had already dropped the overalls and stood naked in front of
Red. He was not erect; just standing there nervously this time, not like
earlier.

Red faced him, about 3 feet apart, and unsnapped his overalls, letting them
fall to his feet, so he was now also naked, his most private parts exposed
completely for the first time in front of Jedi.

They looked each other up and down and did not rush one or the other from
having plenty of time to study the other. They didn’t touch each other,
just looked, and got more and more aroused. Jedi with his short thick black
bush and thicker cock, and Red with his slender boy dick and smattering of
short red pubes.

Red pulled back the curtain, and they both stepped into the shower. Jedi
instantly took over, leading Red to be in front of him, facing the shower,
and he stood behind. Picking up a towel, and soaping it up, he began to
bathe his beautiful new friend, much like Red had done for him earlier that
night.

He washed Red up and down, cleaned the little hairs in his armpits, down
his belly to wash the erect little cock and balls, and soaping up the ass
crack and rectum, pushing into the hole up to his first knuckle. Once the
crack was thoroughly soapy, he leaned into Red, pushing his hard on against
the boy’s cleft, not into his hole. He humped up and down, rub fucking Red
as he reached around jacking the skinny erection. He held the scrotum and
felt it get tighter and tighter as he jacked Red and humped him madly.

With Red’s arms above his head and touching the shower wall above him, he
shook and trembled as his body went through feelings he never had
before. And then he couldn’t catch his breath, and he lost control, as his
ass was humped and his cock jacked. Both boys came together, with grunts
and groans and smiles.

“ ….. mmmmm, think we should wash off now?” Red asked, after the
longest deepest kiss they had so far.

“Si.” Jedi responded, weakly.

They both rinsed off under the hot water, then helped to dry each
other. Going back to Red’s room, Jedi sat naked on the side of the bed,
unsure what to do. Red, however, had everything under control.

At the dresser, he tossed Jedi a pair of clean underwear. Then, to Jedi’s
delight, he smiled when he tossed him a pair of Superman pajama’s. He got
his own stuff, and went to sit by Jedi.

He and Jedi both put on the white underwear, then Jedi began to wear
Superman. Looking over, he busted out laughing when he saw Red putting on
his own pajama’s, with Winnie the Pooh and Christopher Robin, Eeyore,
Piglet, Kanga and Roo, Tigger and Rabbit and Owl.

Jedi tackled Red back on the bed and they rolled and laughed and hugged and
kissed. Then, looking each other seriously eye to eye, Jedi rolled back to
lay next to Red. They sat up a bit to get under the sheet and quilt (a
smell of clean Jedi had never smelled, or even knew existed.) He laid on
his side, pulled Red into him, and fell asleep in about a second. He had
never experienced this kind of affection or comfort before, much less on a
full stomach. He drifted off with the biggest smile ever, as did Red, who
couldn’t wait to see what tomorrow would bring.