Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2012 20:37:52 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Russell The Red 6

Russell The Red
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


6:  Gifting and Gifted

The winter holiday season was fast approaching.  Not that it gets cold here
but the days do get shorter and the nights cooler.  The day time
temperatures drop back to light jacket and sweater weather.  The boys spent
most of their alone time semi dressed, with only undies and sometimes a
T-Shirt on.  Russ had out grown all of his clothing, so Kos purchased the
sexiest undies he could find for him.  He could now wear a small men's.

Both boys looked good in almost anything with their wide shoulders, long
legs, compact round butts, narrow waists, well defined abbs and almost
nonexistent hips.  Kos liked to see Russ' body in tight, half or three
quarter back briefs with high cut sides.  He liked to see Russ in thongs
and low rise, square cut boxer briefs too.  Lets face it, he just liked to
see Russ in any state of dress or undress.  Over all Kos had to admit that
the naked male form can be very sexy and true eye candy, putting on well
fitting undies, swim wear or shorts, just adds something, a hint of
mystery.

For his part Russ liked to see Kos dressed in the same way.  They both had
a great appreciation for each others physiques.  Since the fall semester
was drawing to a close, Kos had a ton of studying for his courses, English
and Art History things like that, as well as the studio assignments.  He
was still working on the portrait for his parents and about twenty other
paintings and drawings, mostly of Russ.  Russ did not have all that much
homework and what little he had, he seemed to do quickly.

Nancy, Simon and Eric began lending a hand with taking Russ to his
afternoon and evening activities.  Music lessons, choir practice, karate,
swimming and so on.  Russ was also starting to spend more time with his
friends and Sheila.  Then their was still all the yard and household
maintenance to look after, cleaning and laundry.

Since Halloween, Kos had been spending more and more time with Nadine too,
but she had as much studying and studio work as Kos.  Kos and Nadine did
take Russ and Sheila to several movies and roller skating a few times.  It
was kind of like a double date.  Nadine though the kids looked so cute
together, she didn't seem to mind not having Kos' complete attention.  Russ
understood when Kos and Nadine shared their time with him and Sheila, he
was expected to accept he would sleep alone on those evenings.  Once Mom
and Dad came home Kos would be spending those Nadine nights at her place,
Russ thought.  He also understood, while the brothers were sharing the
house with the parents, they would both be alone when sleeping.  Unless
they were "forced to share", if Kos had to give up his room for visitors.
They both hoped for lots of visitors.

Kos was grateful that Russ was close at hand, which helped keep his raging
sex drive and uncooperative stiff penis in check.  What Russ didn't realize
was his sexual activity with Kos and Eric helped keep him focused on other
things besides Sheila and some of his male friends.  They were also being
invited to some relative's or another on Sunday afternoon for dinner.  Russ
was getting to know the extensive extended family; all assumed they needed
to be fed, assuming Kos' culinary skills were lacking.

In Kos' defence, they were not lacking, for the most part.  What was
lacking, was the time needed for anything but simple and quickly prepared
meals, and some of those things you only learn through experience.

In late November, Eric made the decision to move in with Jessica, so he
brought his fitness training equipment over.  Now Kos and Russ could spend
more time together.  This also gave Eric and Sandy a good reason to visit.
He was not able to spend many nights with them anymore.

Mom and dad were expected around the 15th of December and would stay until
mid January.  This was a life saver for Kos and the others.  They would
take over the Russ duties and let Kos concentrate on his semester finals.

"I was a little concerned, not only was I going to have to learn to sleep
alone again but that my newly found sex life was going to suffer."

Many things were happening in Russ' young life, all since September.  Many
things were happening in the lives of his new family too.  Mostly it was
the Russ and Kos team.  That should come a no great surprise to the reader,
after all they are the main protagonists in this story.

A very brief review of their activities is probably in order.  Kos is a
full time art student, first year, at the university's College of Art which
is on a separate campus.  Russ is a grade 5 student at the local grade
school.  Russ is getting privet music lessons, takes karate classes on the
university campus, where his adoptive mother is a professor.  Kos and Russ
live in their parent's house a few blocks from the campus.  The adoptive
parents are in the UK for a year.  Kos' paintings made a big hit at the
college's fall show.  Russ and Kos hosted a big Halloween party for all his
young friends.  Kos and sister Nancy hosted, Russ was in fact to busy
making eyes at Sheila, another red haired student in his grade 5 class, to
be of any real help.  His new family gave him a small private birthday
party a week before.  Russ does swimming and other sports with his friends
and models for Kos.

Kos is establishing quite a reputation for himself as an artist, although
he was not quite aware of it yet.  The Boy In Motion painting, purchased by
his uncle and hanging in the law firm's conference room was being seen by
many powerful people of means.  One gentleman was highly attracted by the
subject matter and on careful inspection, more than impressed by the
quality.  He was impressed enough to inquire about the artist.  More about
this in a paragraph or two.

Russ had started his puberty some time ago and by the fall he was well on
his way.  Simon was keeping close track of this.  The average age is around
13 but the range is nine plus through 16.  It is when the boy is at the
extremes that problems may present.  In Russ' case he was early, not
extremely so.  Simon did not make a big deal of it, not wanting to cause
the Smiths any undue concern.  Russ was also into one hell of a growth
spurt.  Kos and Eric were of course delighted to see Russ was well along,
he had size and began ejaculating.  They were also delighted by Russ'
general reaction to their subtle, okay not always so subtle, sexual
advances.  Russ was not just accepting, but actively sought them out for
sex play, especially ass play.  Kos was developing a butt and undi faddish
but nothing that warrants mention beyond that.  Eric gave Russ his own
dildo which the boy put to immediate use.  Russ is in boy heaven, with his
two older males paying such close attention to him.

It was toward the end of November when one Cassidy Weatherspoon left a
brief message on the answering machine, while both boys were at school.  He
asked to speak to one of the Smith brothers, at their earliest connivence,
leaving his phone number.  Russ arriving home first and responded.

"Yes sir, I'm Russell the model and Kosmos, my older brother painted it."

"Do you think your brother would be interested in a commission?"

"I'm sure he would, as long as the timing didn't interfere with his
studies."

"I think that can be accommodated.  Do you think I could come by tonight
and meet Kosmos?"

"I would guess so, let me see, neither of us has anything on the calendar
for this evening.  As long as its not to late, I think it would be okay,
Kos and I both have school tomorrow."

"How about 6:30?"

"That should be good.  If Kos has a problem with it he can call you at this
number?"

"Yes of course.  By the way would you mind if I brought my young friend
along?"

"Sure no problem.  Is he or she my age?"

"I would guess about, his name is Amos and he is 12."

"Great I'm 11.  We can find something to do while you adults talk
business."

Russ knew only one boy named Amos; he was in his choir but he didn't know
him very well, since he had only been in the choir for a few weeks.  He
didn't really know anyone very well; except for Richard, who lived a few
blocks away but he is 13 and they didn't play together or anything much.

"Sounds like a plan Russell.  Oh one more thing, what is your address?"

Kos was not pleased that Russ invited Mr. Weatherspoon over without asking
him but he said nothing about it.  Russ was showing a lot more independence
then he usually did and Kos thought that was a good thing.

"You had better put some pants and a shirt on don't you think," Kos said.

"I guess so, since I don't know Mr. Weatherspoon or his "young friend"
Amos," Russ replied.

Russ flew up the stairs to find his long abandon school clothing.  Kos
pondered Russ' use of the term "young friend".  He reasoned, as we know
correctly, that Mr. W must have referred to Amos, as his young friend.
Where else would Russ have come up with it.  He also wondered just what
kind of relationship Mr. W was referring to.  Perhaps Amos was the subject
of the painting he was thinking about commissioning.  Kos redressed himself
and made a fresh pot of coffee.

When Kos opened the door he was most surprised.  Cassidy Weatherspoon
turned out to be a rather short, brown haired fellow with a nice build and
wide smile.  He was about 30 or perhaps 35, immaculately dressed, in a very
expensive suite.  Standing behind him was a rather shy, blondish boy with a
long, thin face and typical 12 year old build.  He was very thin, almost
skinny with large, greenish eyes.  He too had a big smile, although Kos
could tell he was uncomfortable meeting new people.

Russ recognized the boy as the Amos from his choir and greeted him warmly,
that seemed to help Amos relax a bit.  Russ shook Cassidy's hand and after
Amos and Kos were introduced he immediately lead Amos to the family room
and the Xbox.

"I must admit Kosmos, when I looked at your Boy In Motion, I thought you
had exaggerated the colour of Russ' hair, now that I have seen him in
person, I think you got it right on."

"Thank you.  I tried to be as accurate as possible.  That was his first
modelling assignment, I wanted him to like the result."

"I'm sure he was delighted.  It is obvious from the painting you care for
him a great deal..."

"Lets sit in the kitchen, I have a fresh pot of coffee."

"Yes lets, my grandmother always insisted that all meaningful business
happened in the kitchen."

............

"When Cass told me we were going to meet an artist and his boy model, with
bright red hair, I hoped it was you.  I'm a bit shy and Cass is always
trying to get me to meet new people," Amos said.

The boys are almost the same size since Russ' growth spurt added so much
length to his thin legs.

"I don't mind meeting new people, I was hoping you were the Amos from
choir, since I don't know anyone there very well.  Want to play a game, I
got a whole stack here," Russ said.

"Sure thing, Cass gave me a PS/2 and about 10 games but I don't have anyone
to play them with..."

Now that both boys had a common point and subject they quickly began to
open up to each other.  It is easy to make a new friend when you have one
or more common points to start from.  Music offered a good start.  Each boy
also realized that the other had deeper relationships with his older male.
Amos did not say what his relationship to Cass was, Russ already knew his
family name was not Weatherspoon, it was Drummand.

The boys were soon sharing their views on movies, sports and popular music.

Over the coffee both men sized the other up and got to know a bit about
each other.  Kos wanted to feel comfortable with his potential client and
Cass wanted some comfort that the artist was capable of the job.  He
already knew the young man was talented.  What he most wanted to know was
if Kos was a boy lover like himself and the others he represented.  When he
viewed BIM he felt the artist was putting more than talent and skill in his
work, love too.  His rational mind told him he was very likely projecting
his own emotions into the art.  That is not to say the artist did not paint
with emotion, just that he was not sure how much was from within and how
much from the canvas.

Following the coffee Kos invited Cass into his studio to look at some of
his other paintings and sketches.  Judging from Cass' mannerisms and a few
of his comments, Kos assumed the fellow was gay.  Kos was already
experienced enough not to stereotype others.  Cass could see that most of
Kos' human subjects were boys and sometimes men.  The only women he seemed
to portray and he did so very well, were relatives like his sister and
mother.  It was at this point he learned Fred was his uncle.  What
convinced him however was the realization that Russell was recently
adopted.  He knew the obvious bond between Kos and Russ was more than
brothers by recent circumstance.  Their bond was clearly displayed between
them, at least to his experienced eye.

"Now that you have seen some of my work are you still interested in
commissioning something?"

"Absolutely.  I was quite sure when I saw BIM that you could do the job but
I needed to be sure you were open minded enough to want it."

"Open minded enough?"

"Yes, if you haven't figured it out yet I am a boy lover and Amos is the
object of all my love and affection."

"Then I take it what you have in mind is a painting whose subject is
related to boys and men who love them.  The pederasty of the thing."

"Well it is a bit more complex than that, but since it is obvious you too
are a boy lover... can I be frank with you."

"Yes of course, my mother is a professor of classics and classical history.
I am more than aware of the pederasty practices in olden times, including
both Greek city states and Crete among others.  As a matter of fact, I
fancy myself as bisexual like they were and I think Russ will turn out that
way."

"Good.  What we want is a life size painting of Ganymede, in the classical
pose but in a modern setting and materials.  In fact, the committee would
like several bronzes or sculptures made too, but right now one or two
paintings will be sufficient." (The Ganymede Story is at the end of this
chapter.)

"The we, is a venerable and very secret society of boy lovers.  We are
prepared to pay handsomely for our Ganymede.  We don't want to use any of
our members as models.  To each of us our boy is Ganymede, perfect in every
respect.  It is best if you follow the general rules of Classic Greek Art
creating an ideal boy form with no recognizable features, such as bright
red hair.  I think you see our problem."

"Yes, I do.  I am sure I can do that, in fact I can also provide you with
detailed sketches: front, back and side for you sculpture to work from.  Do
you also want a man or just the boy."

"Just the boy.  We will hang the painting in our membership hall, which is
the one space that only members can enter.  I know you appreciate our need
for anonymity and secrecy.  We do not worship the ancient gods but we do
worship our boys.  I can assure you, no prince of any kingdom is or was
treated with as much reverence and love as ours."

"I don't think I can do all that much on it until the holiday-semester
brake.  I will have some preliminary sketches ready in about a week.  Once
those are completed I will be able to give you a better idea of the cost
and time.  I want you and your committee to think a bit about the other
elements in the painting.  Such as symbols and setting.  Once I have some
sketches ready we can add and subtract elements and ideas.  I know you
suggested a modern boy but since you are also wishing the ideal perhaps
long hair with a loral wreath, would be more in line with the classical
style.  Oh yes, what is the age or development?"

"About fourteen I would think.  I would say if you treated Ganymede's
genitals as you did Russ' in BIM you should be right on."

After Amos and Cass left I had the weirdest feelings.  Amos was sure a nice
fellow.  Now that I know him a bit I sure like his company.  I think I
would like to kiss him, kind of the same feeling as I get when I am in
Sheila's company.  I think he and I will become good friends, we like to
sing together and boy can he play those Xbox games, and the way he looks a
me, I know he has feelings like me.

.....................

Russ is smart, lets face it any fifth grader reading at grade 12 and beyond
levels has something on the ball.  His math is very strong, probably
rivalling his language skills but he did not realize that quite yet.  He
liked everything and wants to learn, participate in the whole berth of
potential knowledge and experiences offered.  Sure he is highly observant,
logical for his age and sensitive.  Having been abused as a child he
learned fast how to read people and their intentions.  No not that either.
Russ just could not make up his mind what he liked or wanted in this case.

What prompted this quandary was two fold.  He had now completely out grown
his action hero briefs.  He could still get them on but being several sized
to small and having a growing package that seemed to be in constant state
of erection, presented problems.  The whole thing was brought to a head at
Amos' second visit.

It wasn't just Amos this time.  Cass' whole committee came to the meeting,
three other men who also brought their boys, one about 11 and two about 14.
The 11 year old was highly precocious and the older boys were horny as hell
so it only took a few minutes to adjourn to the basement recreation room.
What Russ noticed was these four boys, all had the sexiest undies he could
imagine.  They all fit like gloves, displaying their attributes to the max.
Each boy had different styles and colours all of which Russ judged to be
very well suited to the body type of each.  Not that their was anything
wrong with the classic white jockey briefs he had and so nicely filled.
Not that anyone said anything.  In fact he was the only one to notice.

The men's meeting must have been successful as they hired Kos, accepting
his sketches almost as presented.  No, it was successful in that all five
men were very highly charged up by the end of the meeting.  It was obvious
to the boy visitors they were all in for a treat that evening.

Now that the visiting boys knew Russ was sexually active and the
relationship between Kos and Russ was confirmed by the committee, as being
more than brothers, they would be making other proposals to Kos.  Proposals
involving eventual membership in their little society.  One of the other
members also took a fancy to Kos' physical presence.  His personal agenda
involved a much more intimate knowledge of this young artist.

"Kos we need to talk.  Stop tickling me, I'm serious."

"Okay bud what's up besides our cocks?"

"I need new undies but not like the ones I have, I mean special ones, you
know sexy ones."

"Yes but you also know the stores in town are a bit limited in your size."

"Well Amos and his friends all have sexy undies and they must have gotten
them some place."

"And how do you know they all have sexy undies?"

Russ looked at the floor and started turning red. "Ah, well, you see, we
were playing games while you were in the meeting an, um you know, um truth
or dare and um well... um I saw and they were sure nice, all different too
but you know they fit perfectly.  I asked Amos where he got his and he said
from Cass.  That boy named John said their men order them from some place."

"I will ask Cass for the ordering information next time I talk to him,
how's that?"

"Maybe they have sexy ones in your size too and we can have the same."

"Maybe we can.  Did those other boys tell you anything about this society?"

"No and I didn't ask either but I took it from what they were saying that
none of them were related to the men like a son or brother."

"You know little boy that I like you any way you come, sexy undies, tighty
whities or nothing at all, its all the same to me."

"I know, its just that, well I need new ones as you know, so why not get
both comfort and eye appeal in the same package."

"I find that I wear different styles for different kinds of dress or
activities.  You know I have regular and bikini briefs for my jeans and
thongs for my shorts especially the nylon ones, jocks for jock stuff and
square cut boxer briefs for cooler days and evenings."

"I know.  I don't think I need that kind of variety, maybe some of those
spandex boxers for around the house like John had.  You have to see them
Kos!  They fit like his own skin with little short legs and both his cheeks
were, like the material went up his crack, and like yours he had a neat
pouch in format, oh they were Soooo Kooool."

"Your sure it was the undies and not the boy in them?"

"Ja, I'm sure, I like Amos a lot and want him as a friend."

"True enough but remember your emotions are starting to get a little
screwed up now that your into puberty.  It's okay you know, if you have
stronger feelings about another boy and don't forget Sheila."

"Oh I haven't and I don't think I can.  She sets my motor on high idle just
being in the same room.  So you think I'm bi or gay?"

"I think it is a bit early to tell right now for sure, probably bi.  I
think most males would be bi if they had the chance and societies' support.
You will find that most if not all boys fool around with each other in
early puberty, it is kind of like experimenting.  Since the general society
is so homophobic they just find it easier to go along.  When males get
older, say my age, they tend to settle into a pattern.  Mine is bi as you
know.  I like girls well enough but sure haven't found anyone but my little
brother to capture my heart yet."

"Okay bud lets make the most of the next two weeks, when the parents return
it's sleeping alone time.  Maybe I should get one of those giant teddy
bears for me and let me see, a blow up doll for you."  Kos made a grab for
Russ with intent to tickle.

By the time Kos got up stairs Russ had settled in the middle of the bed his
naked body was splayed out in the most provocative pose he could come up
with.  His now long and still very slim body with limbs bent to form obtuse
and acquit angles, with flowing lines and gentle curves.  His smooth white
skin contrasted with the dark duvet and red hair.  Kos was simply awestruck
by his beauty.  This was his Ganymede.

Now he understood what Eric must have felt all those years ago, now he
understood what Cass and the others must feel toward their boys.  Now he
understood what Plato and the other old Greeks were talking about.  At
least he though he did.

What Kos was not yet experienced enough to know, his understanding would
change and deepen, as his love for this boy matured.  That the love and
understanding would grow and mature for both the man and the boy.  Kos'
heart was at ease now for he realized this was not something that excluded
others but something that would grow to include.  It was all, but not all
or nothing, it was all plus.  The human heart has an infinite capacity to
love.  To give love and to receive it, that even if they never had sex or
had sex again his love would not be demented or changed but only its
expression.

Kos was still concerned that his physical relationship with Russ would harm
him.  He does not feel he was harmed by Eric.  Kos knew that only a small
percentage of the men and older boys in the world had the hots for kids as
young as Russ.  He knew too that only a percentage of the boys wanted or
willingly accepted sex from men and older boys.

He had read most of the studies on the subject.  Not an extensive amount of
good science but several recognized studies.  They suggested that only
about 10% of the boys that had sexual relationships with adult men
harboured resentment.  That about half, as he recalled continued with some
kind of relationship into adult life.  That of the remaining 40% some just
drifted away from contact and some for unknown reasons just didn't maintain
contact.  Since none of these people were involved in criminal cases it
appears that when boys are not forced into a relationship, harm is not a
result.  A broken heart or falling out of love happens in non sexual
relationships all the time.  It happens in homosexual and heterosexual
relationships at all ages all the time too.

He knew that in the adult world, life partner relationships fail at about
50% of the time.  He sure remembered all to well those loves as a teen that
didn't last.  He remembered how heart broken he was more than once.  He
also remembered most of those heart breaks had no real sex.  (Kissing the
touching he did not consider sex.)  Most of all, he was secure in his
relationship with Eric.  Sex partner, cousin, best friend, older male
mentor, lover but not life partner.

...............................

[The Ganymede story in case you have forgotten: One day, looking down from
his throne on Mount Olympus, Zeus spied Ganymede up in the meadows of Mount
Ida, chilling with his friends under the watchful gaze of his aged tutors.
This mortal was the most beautiful and perfect specimen ever seen and Zeus
would have him and that was that.  Instantly, the King of Heaven flamed
with love for the young Trojan's thighs.  The old bugger had the hots for
the boy.  Zeus shook himself once and turned into a powerful eagle.
Straight-away he swooped down upon the world of men.  Casting shafts of
lightning every which way, he whipped up a fierce tempest turning day into
night.  Under cover of the storm the majestic eagle pounced and tenderly
seized the boy in his talons.  The aged guardians reached out to stop him,
the hounds barked madly.  Paying them no heed, the god and the boy rose up
higher and higher and vanished into the blue.

In the blink of an eye the two arrived in Olympus.  The eagle folded his
wings, shook himself once and turned back into a god.  He took Ganymede to
bed and then appointed him cup bearer.

All the other gods rejoiced to have Ganymede among them, for his beauty
filled them with delight.  And Ganymede thought pouring nectar to the
immortals was mad cool, and when he filled his lover's cup he made sure to
press his lips to it first, giving it half a twist as he placed it in Zeus'
hand.  Ganymede became the model or ideal for youthful boy beauty along
with Apollo for adult male beauty.  (For more information see:
http://www.androphile.org/preview/Library/Mythology/Greek/Zeus_Ganymede/Zeus_and_Ganymede.htm)]