Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2007 19:17:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Marco Cianciulli Subject: Summer Fun Part 1 (gay/adult-youth) SUMMER FUN BY MARCO CIANCIULLI Eleven-year-old Mathew Hall steps out of the small twin engine turbo-prop King Air onto the tarmac of the rural Montana Airport, looking for his grandfather, carrying his school backpack, which was carefully packed by his mother for the three-week visit. The flight attendant escorts Matthew into the terminal. Once inside, Matthew looks around in an effort to locate the man he only recently met for the first time at his father's funeral two months previously. "Do you see him hon?" asks the flight attendant. "No." answers Matthew. "I wonder if he forgot." "We had quite a tailwind, and are ten-minutes early. I'm sure he will be here," the flight attendant assures the boy. Outside, Amos Hall, accompanied by his Daughter's son Ricky, is parking his truck at the Missoula Airport. "I see an Airplane Grampa," announces Ricky. "Is that the one he's on?" thirteen-year-old Ricky asks. "They might be early," Amos says as he pulls into a parking spot and turns off the diesel engine. "Lets go see." Ricky and his grandfather unbuckle their seat belts and get out of the truck then walk towards the terminal. Ricky takes hold of Amos' hand, "Does Matt like to swim Grampa?" "I don't know what he likes, but I'm sure we'll find out soon enough," Amos answers, lovingly squeezing Ricky's hand. Amos leads Ricky into the terminal and walks briskly to gate A3 where United Flight 22 has already arrived. "There he is!" Matthew says as he waves at the six-foot tall man. Amos and Ricky see Matthew waving, and they both wave back. "Hello there young man!" Amos says when he reaches the counter. "How was your flight?" "It was good," Matthew answers with a sound of relief in his voice. "This is your cousin Richard," Amos says as he shows his I.D. to the flight attendant. "I like to be called Ricky," says the boy as he shakes Matthew's hand. "Hi Ricky," Matthew says with a smile. "Do you have any bags Matthew," asks Amos? "No sir. Mom said everything I'll need is in my backpack." "OK then," says Amos as he turns and walks towards the terminal exit. Ricky takes Matthew's backpack and follows his grandfather, with Matthew in tow. "How far is grampa's house," Matthew asks Ricky? "About an hour and a half," answers Amos. "I'd probably better pee first then Grampa," says Matthew. "Me too," pipes in Ricky. "Well, I was going to take you guys to Wendy's, can you hold it for fifteen minutes," asks Amos? Matthew and Ricky look at each other and smile in agreement. "Sure," both boys answer in unison. "Well, then, lets not dawdle," Amos says with a smile. Amos briskly walks outside the airport terminal followed by his two young grandsons. "Sorry about your Dad Matt," Ricky says. "Thanks," Matthew answers, hoping that his voice didn't choke up as he remembered the last moments of his Dad's life. Matthew and his Dad were very close. They loved each other more than Matthew's Dad loved his mother. Matthew will forever miss the special times he and his Dad spent together alone, especially those times his mom went on business trips or visited her sister. Matthew always slept with his Dad when she was gone. His Dad taught him a lot about being a boy. Things Matthew would soon share with his cousin, and his friends. As Amos approaches his large black F350 super duty 4x4 crew cab diesel pickup, he unlocks the doors using the remote keyfab, "you two get in the back seat," Amos orders. "OK Grandpa," Ricky answers as he opens the door for Matthew to climb in. "Wow! This is bigger than my Dad's," Matthew says. "Your mom hasn't sold it," Amos asks? "No sir," Matthew says. "It's mine now. Dad left it to me. But I can't drive it till I turn 16." "Well, I hope your mom drives it every so often so it doesn't fall apart," Amos says. "She drives me to school, and we go shopping in it," answers Matthew. "Good. I know how much your Dad liked that truck. But he loved you more than anything," Amos says. Matthew falls silent as Amos starts the engine, pulls out of the parking spot and drives off towards Wendy's. "Can Matthew spend the night at my house Grandpa," asks Ricky? "Sure he can, but not tonight. OK," says Amos. "Cool! We can sleep out in my tent with my other friends Matthew. You'll like them," Ricky says. "That sounds fun," Matthew says. "Dad and I never got to sleep in a tent." Amos pulls the truck into the Wendy's parking lot and parks the huge truck, taking two spots because of its length. "OK guys, go pee, and I'll wait for you in line." "OK Grandpa," Ricky says as he jumps out of the truck. "Come on Matthew!" Matthew runs after his older cousin and Amos follows not to far behind. Inside the restaurant Amos takes a place in line as the boys make a bee-line to the men's room. Two minutes later Ricky and Matthew join their grandfather in the order line. "What can we get Grandpa," asks Ricky? "Did you two wash your hands," Amos asks. Both boys nod their heads "yes" and answer "Yes sir." "Good boys," says Amos with a smile. "Get whatever you want." "Are we eating here, or in the truck," asks Matthew? "Truck," Amos answers as he steps up to the cashier. Amos orders then turns to Ricky. Ricky and Matthew each order their meals and follow their grandfather to the far end of the order line. Seconds later, arms full of their food and drinks, the trio walk back to the truck. Amos and his two grandsons enter the truck, taking their seats. "You guys buckle up," Amos says. "OK Grandpa," Ricky answers. Matthew silently buckles his seatbelt and takes out his order of French frys and his cheeseburger. Ricky follows suit. Amos starts the truck and starts on his way towards his ranch located fifteen miles north-west of Polson. The trip takes about ninety minutes, and Amos is surprised that after eating their lunches, both Ricky and Matthew fall asleep. Amos pulls the truck off of highway 93 onto the 2-mile long ranch driveway. Ricky wakes up at the change in the road surface, and nudges Matthew softly, "We're almost there Matthew." Matthew opens his eyes and yawns, "Where is the house?" "Around the next bend," Ricky answers. "Richard, would you like to spend the rest of the day and show Matthew around," Amos asks? "Can I spend the night too," asks Ricky? "If your mom says it's OK you can," Amos answers as he turns the truck and the large ranch house and barn come into view. "Wow!" exclaims Matthew as he gets his first look at the house. "Your house is huge Grandpa!" "It was pretty small when your grandma was alive and your Dad was your age," Amos says. "Small?" Ricky asks. "Did you build on to it?" "No, son. It just seemed small with your grandma alive and with your mom's and Matthew's Dad's friends always around. Now, with just me, it's big and lonely," Amos explains, stopping the truck in front of the house and turning off the engine. "Ricky, would you show Matthew his room? I'm going to check on the horses." "Sure Grandpa," Ricky answers. "Come on Matthew!" Matthew and Ricky bound out of the truck and up the stairs to the front porch. Matthew is surprised when Ricky opens the unlocked door and walks inside. "Don't you guys lock the doors," asks Matthew? Ricky laughs, "We're out in the sticks. Nobody comes around, so why lock the doors?" Ricky leads Matthew through the house, down the long hall taking him to the last bedroom on the left. Matthew follows Ricky into what appears to be a boy's bedroom. "Was this my Dad's," Matthew asks? "Yeah, my mom's room is across the hall," explains Ricky. Matthew looks around the room. There are several model airplanes suspended from the ceiling by fishing line, in a mock dogfight. Model rockets line a shelf, photos of a boy who looks like Matthew are on the desk, and maps of the world, the U.S. and one of Montana are pinned to the walls. After a pause, Matthew lays his backpack at the foot of the bed. "So... what's to do around here," asks Matthew? Ricky shrugs his shoulders, "Ida know. You ever ride a horse," Ricky asks? "Dad took me a few times last summer," Matthew says. "You wanna go for a ride," asks Ricky? "Sure!" "OK. Come on!" Ricky says as he heads out of Matthew's bedroom. Matthew follows Ricky through the house, to the kitchen and out the back door. Both boys are met by Amos who is headed inside. "Where are you two headed," Amos asks? "May we take Necromancer and Black out for a ride Grandpa," asks Ricky? "Do you know how to ride Matthew," Amos asks? "Yes sir. Dad taught me last summer," Matthew answers. Amos considers it for a moment, then says, "Ricky, you take Necromancer. He's acting frisky today." Ricky gives his Grandfather a hug about the waist, "Thanks Grandpa!" "You two be back here before 5:30pm," Amos says as he continues into the house. "We will Grandpa," Ricky promises. "Thanks!" "Yeah. Thanks Grandpa," Matthew adds. Amos smiles, and pats Matthew on the head then he walks into the living room. "Do you know how to saddle a horse Matthew," asks Ricky as he leads the way to the barn? "No," Matthew answers honestly. "That's OK. I'll show you how to do it." Matthew follows Ricky closely. Once inside the barn Ricky stops in front of a gate with the name "Necromancer" burned into the wood of the stall door. Necromancer is a large thoroughbred, solid black except for an egg shaped white spot between his charcoal eyes. At 15 hands the magnificent beast towers over 5' tall Ricky and his 4' tall cousin. The stall to the right of Necromancer's has the name "Black" burned into the stall door. Black is a quarter horse, 14 hands tall. He has been gelded, and is a deep chestnut with a black mane and tail. Hanging on the support beams between the stalls are the bridles for each horse. Ricky takes hold of Necromancer's bridal and begins talking to the great beast. "Hi Necromancer." Ricky says to the horse. "It's me, Ricky. You wanna go for a ride boy?" Ricky unlatches the gate of the horse stall and slowly opens it. Necromancer whinnies and slowly walks over to Ricky, lowers his head and lovingly nudges the boy in the middle of his chest with his nose. Ricky rubs the horse's head between its eyes and slips the bridal on, carefully placing the bit inside Necromancer's mouth. "Can I help Ricky," asks Matthew as he softly rubs Necromancer on his nose. "Sure. Hold on to his reigns while I go get his blanket and my saddle," Ricky says with a smile, handing Matthew the horse's reigns. Matthew takes the leather straps of the reigns and softly talks to the horse as he runs his hands along Necromancer's neck and flanks as his Dad taught him to do last summer. "Hiya boy. I'm Matthew," the boy says to the horse. Necromancer responds to Matthew by softly rubbing his nose against Matthew's belly. "He likes you Matthew," Ricky says as he returns with the blanket and saddle. Matthew smiles broadly, "You think?" "Yeah, He's usually kinda skiddish around strangers. But he isn't with you Matthew. That's how I know he likes you," Ricky assures his young cousin. Ricky carefully checks the blanket for burrs before he lays it on Necromancer's back. Before Ricky can grab his saddle, Amos speaks up. "I'll saddle him for you Ricky." "Thanks Grandpa," Ricky says. "It's kinda heavy and Necromancer is damn tall." Amos laughs. "The saddle only weighs half as much as you do. What makes you say it's heavy? I'll put it up on his back, you can strap it down." "OK," says Ricky. Amos lifts the saddle up on Necromancer's back. "It's all yours son." Turning to Matthew Amos says, "Let's go find you a saddle Matthew." Matthew follows his Grandfather to the far end of the barn. Amos climbs up a ladder to the loft, and Matthew follows behind. Amos goes through a stack of things, then says, "Here it is!" and pulls out a custom made saddle, turns and shows it to Matthew. "This was your father's when he was your age." Inlaid in the leather is the name "Matt." Seeing that, Matthew runs his fingers softly over the letters, and tears begin to well up in his eyes. "Thanks Grandpa." "Your Dad would have wanted you to have this Son. Your Dad loved you more than anything. Whenever he and I talked, he always had something to tell me about you. He was very proud of you." Matthew looks up from the saddle into his Grandfather's eyes and the tears in his eyes overflow, coursing down his cheeks. "Why did my Dad have to die?" Matthew asks and begins to sob. Amos takes Matthew by his narrow shoulders, kneels and hugs the crying boy tightly. "I don't know Matthew. But as long as you remember him and live a good life, he will always be with you in your heart. I'm sure that he is watching over you right now." Matthew continues to cry softly for a moment then hugs Amos tightly then stands away. "I'm sorry Grandpa. Mom says that boys my age shouldn't cry." "It's OK son. You loved your Dad, and you miss him. Just remember that you are alive and I'm sure that your Dad wants you to enjoy life as much as you can," Amos assures his grandson. Matthew wipes his tears away, "OK." "Let's go saddle your horse," Amos says as he leads the way back down to the floor of the barn, carrying his son's (now grandson's) saddle. Amos carries Matthew's saddle down the ladder and walks to Black's stall, with Matthew close behind. "Why is he called Black Grandpa? He's mostly brown," Matthew asks. "When he was born he was as black as Necromancer is," Amos answers. Ricky is already seated high up on Necromancer's back and is walking the horse outside the barn. "I'll wait for you out here Matthew," yells Ricky. Amos takes down Black's bridle and puts it on the horse then hands the leather reigns to Matthew to hold while he puts on the blanket and saddle. As Amos adjusts the straps, he instructs Matthew on the proper way to cinch them, and Matthew pays close attention. Amos then lifts Matthew up and on to Black's back. "He's all yours Son." Amos watches as Matthew guides Black out of his stall and outside of the barn where he stops the horse next to Ricky and Necromancer. "You two hold on for a minute. I want you to take some walkie talkies so if you need anything you can get ahold of me." "OK Grandpa," Ricky answers. Amos goes inside and returns with two FRS radios handing one to each boy. "Take it easy Ricky, until Matthew gets use to riding. OK?" "I will Grandpa." Matthew clips the small radio to his belt, and smiles at his Grandfather. "Thanks Grandpa." "Ricky, you guys stay on the ranch today. Don't wander off to far, and be sure you point out the landmarks to Matthew so he gets his bearings. If he goes out on his own I don't want him getting lost." "I will Grandpa," Ricky promises. "Come on Cuz!" Ricky says as he softly kicks Necromancer in his flanks with the heal of his sneakers. Necromancer responds by taking off at a slow gallop heading north at Ricky's command. "You be careful Matthew," Amos says to his youngest grandson. "I will Grandpa," Matthew says with a smile, then he nudges Black in the flanks with the heals of his sneakers, just as Ricky did to Necromancer, and the horse takes off instinctively following Ricky and Necromancer. Matthew and Black quickly catch up with Ricky and Necromancer then ride in silence for a few minutes. "It's really nice here Ricky." "What's it like in Chicago?" asks Ricky. "It's noisy. Lots of people. Nobody cares. I think I like it here better." Matthew answers. "I've never been to a big city before," Ricky says as he directs Necromancer into a shallow ravine. "Well, you can always come visit me after I go back," Matthew offers. "You mean that?" "Sure, why not?" Ricky just shrugs his shoulders. Once they are in the bottom of the ravine, the sound of running water can be heard. "Do you like to swim Matthew?" "Is there a pool someplace." Matthew asks? Ricky laughs, "We don't swim in pools here. We go in the lake or in the river. You wanna?" "We don't have any swimsuits. What will we ware?" "My friends and I all swim naked." "Sometimes, when my mom would go on a trip, my Dad would let me run around the house naked," Matthew admits. "So, do you want to go swimming for a while then?" "Yeah, lets do it." "Cool! The swimming hole isn't far," Ricky says as he prods Necromancer into a trot. "Come on Matthew!" Matthew nudges Black in the flanks with his heals and the horse trots after Ricky and Necromancer. Ricky expertly leads Necromancer through the woods to the swimming hole. Pulling back on the reigns, Ricky brings Necromancer to a halt. Matthew stops Black beside Ricky. The two are next to a pool of water fed by a nearby river. Hanging from a tree branch jutting out over the water is a long rope with a tire tied to the end. "Wow! Do you jump into the water from that," asks Matthew? "Sure! It's fun!" Ricky answers as he jumps from the saddle to the ground. Matthew jumps off of Black and follows Ricky. "What do we do with the horses?" "Just loop their reigns around this tree branch. They wont go anyplace." Ricky answers as he ties Necromancer off. "What if something spooks them?" "Well, they'll either come back, or head for the barn." Ricky answers. Matthew shrugs, hoping that Ricky is right and watches as Ricky begins to undress, leaning against a huge boulder. Matthew moves next to Ricky and also begins to strip off his clothes, kicking off his sneakers, then pulls off his tee-shirt, and then his socks. Ricky and Matthew share a grin as they both pull off their shorts and underpants. Ricky stares at Matthew's uncircumcised penis. "What's wrong with your dick?" Matthew looks down at his penis, taking hold of the 3-inch member looking it over, then back to Ricky. "Nothing is wrong with it. Haven't you ever seen one with foreskin before?" "No. All my friends dicks look like mine." "My Dad's looked like yours, but fatter and longer," Matthew admits. "Do you and your friends ever mess around?" Ricky asks. "Mess around?" "Yeah. You know. Do stuff to your friends disks. It feels real good. It's fun." Ricky explains. Matthew gets real quiet for several seconds and then finally speaks, "If I tell you something, will you promise never to tell anyone?" Ricky looks Matthew in the eyes, "Hey, I just told you that me and my friends all play with each other's dicks. I wont tell anyone anything you tell me. I promise." "You really have to promise. I mean it." "Yeah... I promise. So long as you never tell what I just told you." "OK," Matthew says, "Me and my Dad... we use to play with each other's dicks whenever my mom was gone." "Your Dad use to abuse you?" Ricky asks in a disgusted tone. "NO!" Matthew says angrily, "I liked doing it with him." Ricky considers what Matthew just said for a moment, "What would you and your Dad do," Ricky asks as his penis begins to rise. "Well, he would rub mine and I would rub his. Sometimes I'd get on top of him and rub my wiener against his, and he would kiss me. But the thing I liked best was when we would suck on each other's wieners." "Did you and any of your friends ever do that with each other?" "Yeah, me and my friend Seth do it," Matthew admits as he watches Ricky's penis come fully erect. Ricky begins to stroke his erection, "Me and my friends just rub each other's until we get the feeling." "Does yours squirt any yet," asks Matthew? "Sometimes it does," Ricky says. "Does yours?" "No. I'm still too little." Ricky looks down at his erect penis, then at his cousin, "So... do you wanna do it with me?" Matthew answers by kneeling in front of Ricky and taking the older boy's penis in his hand. Matthew carefully examines Ricky's penis, scrotum, testicles, and pubic area. Ricky's scrotum has a few inch-long pubic hairs. They are fine and black. The warm air has Ricky's scrotum hanging loosely. Tiny blood veins are visible in the flesh which covers the boy's two pecan sized testicles, which are hidden inside, but clearly outlined inside. Ricky's penis is about four and a half inches long. It is hard as rock; the head is swollen and purple and the shaft has several veins distended and snaking along the shaft. Matthew bends Ricky's penis down so it is pointing directly at him then he begins to lick the head as if it were an ice-cream cone. Ricky gasps as Matthew's tongue touches his penis. "That feels really good Matt." Matthew looks up into Ricky's eyes, then he kisses the head of Ricky's penis, holding his puckered lips against it, then pushing forward allowing Ricky's penis to slowly press past his lips and enter his mouth. Matthew takes all of Ricky's penis into his mouth, pressing his nose against Ricky's hairless pubic mound. "Oh... God!" Ricky moans out loud. Hearing Ricky's pleasure causes Matthew to giggle, which further stimulates Ricky's already excited penis. Ricky's penis begins to pulsate, so Matthew pulls his head back just as Ricky's penis deposits its first salty squirt. Matthew bites down softly with lip covered teeth then begins to bob his head up and down the shaft of Ricky's penis, while cupping his hands about Ricky's buns. Ricky's penis squirts four times then continues it's orgasmic dance ten more clicks while Matthew's tongue runs over every part of the penis in his mouth. After Ricky's penis stops pulsating, Matthew sucks hard then pulls his head back allowing Ricky's penis to spring free. "You squirted that time," Matthew says as he stands up. "You swallowed it?" asks Ricky. "Yeah, it tastes OK," Matthew says, then bends down and kisses Ricky's scrotum. "Did you like it?" Ricky smiles, "Did I like it? That felt better than anything. Want me to do it to you?" Matthew's little penis is pointing skyward, "You don't have to if you don't want to." Ricky kneels in front of his younger cousin and starts to feel the boy's tiny testicles. "I want to Matthew," Ricky says as he carefully examines his first uncircumcised penis, and cautiously pulls back the foreskin. Matthew's penis is fully erect, yet his foreskin easily covers and extends over and inch past the tiny head, and puckers closed when pulled over the head. Pulling the foreskin down and exposing the tiny head, Ricky says, "It almost looks like mine now." "Yeah, but it is a lot smaller," Matthew says. "Cody's is about as small as yours," Ricky says. "Who is Cody?" "He's my friend Eric's little brother," Ricky answers, then he gives Matthew's penis a quick experimental lick around the now exposed head. Ricky then kisses the head of Matthew's penis and sucks it into his mouth. Matthew looks down at Ricky sucking his penis and places his hands on his cousin's cheeks and begins to pump his little tool in and out of the older boy's mouth. Ricky cups Matthew's butt cheeks in his hands as Matthew rocks his hips back and forth. "Suck harder Ricky, and move your tongue around some," Matthew instructs. Ricky obeys, and with Matthew still in his mouth he asks "Like this?" "Yeah... that feels great," answers Matthew as he continues pushing his penis in and out of Ricky's mouth. It takes several minutes for Ricky to bring Matthew to his orgasm. Inside Ricky's mouth, Matthew's penis begins to convulse and the young boy begins to moan in pleasure. With his penis still clicking Matthew pulls his hips back and pushes Ricky away from his crotch. "That felt really good Ricky. Thanks." Ricky stands up, still looking at Matthew's penis, "Can we do this again sometime?" "Sure," says Matthew. "My friends are going to love it," Ricky says as he walks to the tree with the tire hanging from it and begins to climb. "Come on Matthew, let's swim some." Matthew follows closely behind Ricky up the tree and out on the limb. The tire is almost twenty feet below dangling on the end of the rope. "Now what do we do?" Ricky gets an evil grin, "My friends and I play chicken up here. You wanna play?" "How do you play?" "Well, we take turns doing things, and the other guys have to do what the first guy does. If they don't, they are chicken, and they have to play with the first guy's dick. Matthew smiles as he looks at Ricky's still erect penis, "I'll play." "OK, you do what I do, then I'll do what you do. If we don't, then we have to do the other's dick," explains Ricky. "OK." Ricky jumps off the branch, a good thirty-foot drop into the water. As he falls, he screams at the top of his lungs. Ricky comes up and waves at Matthew, who without any hesitation jumps just as Ricky did, screaming as loud as he can on the way down. The cool water shocks Matthew, but he surfaces with a smile, "Wow! That's fun!" Ricky swims to the shore followed by Matthew, "Your turn!" Matthew swims to shore, smiling, "That was fun," Matthew then runs back to the tree and climbs back up top with Ricky close behind. Without waiting, Matthew walks out on the limb and dives headfirst into the pond below. Seeing Matthew dive causes Ricky to pause. Nobody has ever dove off the branch headfirst. None of his friends has ever dared to go headfirst from the limb before, yet his little city cousin just did it. From below, Matthew yells up at Ricky, "Come on Ricky! It's easy!" Knowing that he wont dive headfirst and will have to do something to Matthew's little penis, Ricky does a back-flip from the branch, landing feet first in the water below. "Why didn't you dive like I did," asks Matthew when Ricky surfaces? "Cause that's nuts diving head first from that high up," Ricky explains. Matthew laughs... "I guess that Grandpa never told you that I was on the swim and dive team for my school," Matthew says as he swims to shore and lays on his back in anticipation of his reward. "No, he didn't," Ricky says as he sits next to Matthew on the shore, leans over and sucks Matthew's now shriveled scrotum and penis into his mouth. Matthew closes his eyes and imagines that Ricky is his Dad still alive, and loving him as he had so many times since his eighth birthday. Ricky sucks on Matthew until his penis becomes erect, then he begins to masturbate him manually. Ricky enjoys moving Matthew's foreskin up and down, almost as much as Matthew enjoys having Ricky do it to him. Matthew reaches over between Ricky's legs and starts to squeeze and stroke his penis. Ricky moves into position over Matthew with his penis over Matthew's face. Matthew takes Ricky's throbbing erection into his mouth and begins to suck and tongue Ricky to a quick and powerful orgasm, accompanied by several squirts of his watery, salty seed. Matthew's own orgasm begins with Ricky's first squirt. Once both boys penises stop pulsating, Ricky rolls over laying on his back next to Matthew. As the cousins rest, they continue to stroke each other's penis. Suddenly, out of the quiet comes a scream, followed by a splash, which is repeated a second later. Ricky and Matthew sit up and look into the lake and see two boys surface. Ricky smiles and waves, "Hi guys!"