Date: Wed, 22 Apr 2009 19:49:17 -0700 (PDT) From: Tim Stillman Subject: adult/young friend "In the Middle of a Dreamery Ice Creamery Day In The Middle of a Dreamery Ice Creamery Day by Tim Stillman (for Sean, because he is my friend) Max wanted to bathe by himself and asked so sweetly, i said sure, as he reached up to me and I picked him up his legs round me--long and naked in his shorts and I closed the bath door behind him and listened to him draw water and splash around. We were in my old childhood home-the same claw footed bath tub where i first masturbated and after five minutes on the dot, I heard him letting out the water, asked him if he needed help. He said no sir Mister Tim.. ...then I looked in a moment after--he was dusting talcum powder on his lovely cup cake buns and stopped and quivered..I apologized and said I used to do that too..so did lots of boys..he smiled..held hand in front of himself--I said I'd meet him on the porch... I closed the door..somewhat ashamed of myself for invading his privacy..and thought how young and how small and how delicate and beautiful--my little Max boy grasshopper--i think i may have wept an instant. He was dressed in shorts up high on golden summer legs and red shirt short sleeved, bare feet save for tennis shoes..I said Max you did a good job in the bath--he smiles shyly asks can he give me a hug-- --so in all that green grass spring cool day, on that front yard that was mine as a boy, with the sky a blue marble and rushing faster than we could ever see, we hugged-he got on his Tuffy bike i got on my Schwinn..and we rode single file when there were cars.. ...and side by side when the streets of the small town were clear. We wore our helmets and I looked at the boy machinery of Max..and he smiled and there was all a summer day in that smile..tucked in perfectly just right for small boys rushing into their dreams..we rode out of town, on hilly streets to the hill of green and blue sky I used to come to all when i was a kid. And we put our bikes, our golden steeds, gently side by side an acorn tree..and I took his hand and we were one in our own, forgive me Mr. Edgar Poe, kingdom by the sea of spring..and he put his little long legs round mine and said what do you do when you can't sleep at night.. I smile and snuggle him next to me-- --well sometimes I say I am so happy I feel like I'm ten again..like me? he asks..oh yes my Max like you..and sometimes I cry I am so happy and sometimes cause I'm sad.. Why? asked max so very beautiful boy concerned and puts his arms round me--cause I still, I tell him, have lemonade for blood, and I still want to be failing math in school.. ...and he giggles, no one wants to go back to that--I touch his arms, massage his back oh I know but sometimes I do... Do you have a big weenie? asks Max, and I laugh from shock and he says he is sorry...I take him over my chest on his stomach and I say never forget this day when you powdered yourself with talcum and he blushes and starts away... ... I hold him back and he asks if he could lie naked beside me, so with no cars around and only a country path long away, I take off his clothes gentle as gold on his burnished body--and he puts his penis in his hands--sorry sight don't you agree? I kiss his hands like paper maiche they are, veiny and cool to the touch... --I say you are a miracle Max my love and I lean to kiss his smile and its sweet at honey and bee nectar and he rubs my cheek..beard stubble I say not much mostly still peach fuzz, still and all.. ...and he asks if he can curl up with me--so we lie arm and arm in the golden lit afternoon with the sky all happy and free..and sometimes as we dreamily pass the day I forget he is he and I am me..and I'm running as boy one more time with boy of golden hair down a summer sweet lane--and sometime in sleepy reverie, I felt a boy-- -- kiss my lips and I start awake and say Joel--who? asks Max..and he seems sad it wasn't him I dreamed..nothing I said a butterfly i knew once but then... and its you Max i know now and Max wiggles his cupcake butt asks did he powder ok? I look and I feel, its a splendid job of it you did, and he smiles so pridefully, and its getting onto dark.. ..so I tell Max we should get him dressed and ride home--he pouts..I say we can come back here tomorrow-- --in our kingdom by the Spring Sea? he asks his face adorable--his smile unbroken..and he asks where is home for me? It's up ahead Max a little while longer and he asks if he can ride it or walk it with me..I take my mouth and kiss his sleek soft thin belly and hold his hard now penis and his balls and his legs that stretch from dream to dream.. ...I smile at my love child and feel summer once more..and we dress him very slowly--- --and in the last glow of afternoon my Max and I ride back to my old childhood home and we hug at the doorway as he goes inside and I vanish alone in doorway no longer mine and smile at him in there, keep my heart safe, Max, it was like you... ...except you, unlike me, will be always loved and wanted, just as it should be.