Date: Fri, 18 Jan 2002 15:46:34 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Go Kart This Story is in-between 2 series that I am writing. My proofreaders are checking the details before I get the computer to do its stuff. This is about coming to terms with oneself. Young people find it hard being different. There is a sexual side so do check that your country allows this type of story. Names and places have been changed to protect the imaginary thoughts and knowledge. Writing Fiction is very hard in this way but I hope the story has the added sparkle that you like to read. I have the copyright to this and all other stories under my name. If you wish to use them please ask and now that includes all fee-paying sites. The Go Kart Hello, My name is Simon. I am almost 11 years old. My parents own and run the farm but even though I would like to be part of it they keep me well away from most things. Lets look at it like this; I would be game for anything. There was a railway line at the bottom of the farm lane with a sign that read, "Dangerous. Live rails do not cross." I could read but still crossed it. Anything children should not do I did. I suppose it was because I wanted the family to notice me. School was mediocre. Everyone had a friend. The days I would spend watching how easy others made it to make a chum. I thought it was silly to write a book about it but then it might help in the future. I gave that idea up because the farm had other things. Animals and people who made some fuss of me. I would love taking the flasks out to the tractor drivers and the pickers of fruit. Many happy people would stop from the penny they could have earned just to say hello. I have been saying that I wish I was part of the farm, well, at the far end was a cluster of bushes and trees. Twelve Hazelnut bushes and three cherry trees. Over the years I made this small patch my own. I looked after them with some stuff that the chicken waste manager said would help. You can smile if you think that we had a manager of chicken shit but no one saw it that way. It was called slurry this stuff but being their were so few things to care for the crop was great almost every year. I got one of the farm people to string a high net around the trees and bushes then cover them with green netting to scare off the birds. I managed to get 20 trays of cherries and 10 kilo of English hazelnuts. Some year they would be so big that I could sell ten times the amount if I had the ability to grow them. In that area I was like my mum. I was happy with what I had but never said in talking that I wanted to increase what I got. One day I was coming home from school when I saw my dad and a boy about 16 walking the farm. "This is your Uncle, Simon. Perhaps you would get changed then find Sam some boots then show him about. Take the radio's with you then we can call you all for supper." I was so proud. For the first time I was doing something other than by myself. Sam was fine. He had clearly been here before but at a different time and may before I was born. I found a pair of boots for him that he refused to put on until he was outside. He knew about farm ways. I changed. I was the one to feel strange because it was when Sam watched me change I wanted to hide in the bathroom or behind the door. I am not sure if he could feel or see this but Sam quickly moved to help me dress, all the time whispering that he would wait downstairs if I wanted. I had no time to feel the full impact of being shy because with a hand on either of his shoulders I lifted either leg so that he could slip a pair of shorts on me. Jumper followed and we were ready. My parents were not worried that we might be back late. Sam was staying the night to look after me. Mum and Dad had to make a trip to see someone who was very ill. I was sure he was not that bad because they both said, "The old man won't last long in hospital. I was used to being on my own. Farmers' children are all the same. Sam took a basket, which meant one thing "A Picnic." He was enthusiastic about the best place to light a fire and have the picnic. That night was the first time my small plot of land came in handy. There was a locked gate to stop the children pinching the cherries. That said more about me than them. I would wander and take most things that were not nailed down. I did not want my things taken so I had a gate fitted. I asked politely first though. Between us we made a small fire and covered it with a metal basket. This allowed more of the heat to blow over us and the fire lasted longer. Sam raised an Awning and covered it in a waxed material. With blankets on the ground we had this great place to sleep. Now I do not know about you but a campfire of sausages and beans is great. I did not mind being without parents when food and fun like this was about. Sam was trying so hard to make friends with me. Maybe he was trying to compensate for them being away but he need not have worried. "Simon will you do something for me?" I wondered what this older boy could want from his half eaten sausage and me. "I have a problem. At home I sleep in pyjamas or if it is hot my shorts. Tonight I thought we could sleep here. I have nothing to wear so what can I do?" I looked at him. "I do not have pyjamas at all. I got my undies on." "I will help you if you help me. Is that okay?" This big boy was a baby but he did a great picnic. "That's fine. Who is going first?" Sam took over and without another word he lifted me to the ground. He took a wet cloth from a bag and washed my face then his. Dried off his hands started on a mission just as if he were searching for gold. I looked through the firelight while Sam took a can covering his hands in a white dust. He walked towards me and sat down. He removed my shoes then told me I was not to be scared. It was funny because I did not know what I was going to be scared about. I was looking at the stars and moons inter mingling with the smoke from the fire. "Simon I want to undress you. I mean take everything off of you. This is between you and me so I will not tell anyone at all." It was as if a doctor had spoken. I looked as he reached pulling down my zip. He had helped me dress so I suppose it would be fine if he undressed me. His fingers could have been slippery because the belt I had on kept falling from his hands. I was lifted up and my jumper taken off. As soon as the button of my shorts opened they fell down on their own. I was standing almost against the tree when the first kiss hit my cheek. Sam was fumbling with his vest I think. Like me he never folded his clothes up. I expect his mummy did it while he was asleep. Sam took my hands till they rested against his trousers. While he kissed me several times I assumed that I had to try and open them. He had a popper. I looked after the popper opened to see the zip travel down all on its own. I had not thought of my appearance. Sam was slipping his trousers off. With a blanket he covered us up but not before he started to get a hand into my briefs. CONTACT. This warm hand had me. The kisses were at my neck. I was going to hold on to them but he was to fast. Around my ankles lay the material. It was strange but the feeling the hand between my legs was giving made it seem worthwhile. Sam undressed and together we got closer under the blanket. He lifted me onto him and stroked my back. He could reach my bottom. This was nice. Sam was a strange older boy. He liked to kiss and his kisses were fun. He made me undress so we could not be seen then touched me. I could feel his penis against my tummy but I was sure it was growing. "Now you can get up and dress then we can sleep or you can stay like we are. If you stay then we will be doing things that you have never done before. If the answer is stay it is your turn to kiss me." I was ii years old and ran a mile if the girls wanted to play kiss chase. Why did I want to kiss Sam? Why would a boy ask another to do it? He had been nice to me. He did look after me. I stayed where I was. Sam slipped on top of me and the kissing became more and more sloppy until he sat up looking over the naked body before him. His fingers were twisting my penis and I saw it grow just like it did when I saw Billy and sue kissing after school. With such softness he took the skin and gently retracted it. I had never seen such a funny coloured tip before. "Simon will you do that to me?" I reached across to find him hard as I was. He was not that much bigger but the one difference was he had a few hairs. I had never done anything like this before but all the time he touched me I returned the favour. Sam sat against the tree and sat me in his lap. If we had been seen then people would be curious at what was going on. The cheeks of my bottom were pulled apart and something wet, greasy was touching my hole. The penis I had touched was against me but I was very sure that I did not want to go any further. "Sam I am frightened. Do other boys do this or have you done it with dad?" "Simon I do not think you will understand but I have wanted to do this." His penis slipped into me. It hurt but he held me tight while the feeling settled. His small point was in and out of me like a finger but he never stopped. "Simon it's almost time for you to have me." I could feel what was like wee inside me. Just a squirt but enough to make Sam groan. I was leaned back while Sam rubbed me hard. I felt a sensation that I never had before. It was my turn to moan. Together we cuddled up with each other warm and comfortable. Soon we were asleep. It was the birds in the trees that woke us up. I watched Sam get dressed. He dressed me explaining that what happened was our special secret. "My brother and I do this sometimes, but he never made me feel like you did. We cleared up and packed the bag. Just before we were going to leave Sam grabbed me thrusting his hand under my shorts. The kiss this time was hard but with little love. I was almost in tears. We walked hand in hand to the farm to see my parents back home. Granddad was very ill so they were going to go back until his time had come. "Sam will you stay with Simon until tomorrow and because we are taking your mum. Terry is here to keep Simon company. I did not have much time with mum but I think she could tell something was wrong. Terry was 6 and looked nothing like his older brother. I showed him around but I could tell that until this was all over it was going to be a long time to go. Sam arranged for Terry to have a sleep in the afternoon, I went to my room thinking about doing the same. I had been thinking about last night too much. Sam drew my curtains then peeped through the curtains to watch the birds fighting over the food that had just been left for them. Sam asked me to hold the bedstead and thinking nothing off it did. He did not take long to get next to me and undo buttons and zip. I hoped his brother did not come in because my trousers and briefs were over my feet and Sam's hands were touching me. It was better on my bed. I kicked the trousers off and lay there. I begged him not to stop what he was doing. It was a whisper but he never stopped. Sam took his shirt off and lifted me from the bed. Instead of helping me he lay down with his head resting on his hands. It was my turn to undress him. I could not understand at why I was so eager. His trousers were easy but in the light I saw for the first time the penis that had been so exciting to play with in the dark. It seemed natural to be naked with Sam and roll about with each other. I did get the chance to rub him while he fingered my bottom. The fluid inside him splashed over us after I kept rubbing. Sam went to clean up while I just lay with my legs apart on my bed. He did not seem interested in me so when I said "Sam it's your turn." I realised that I wanted this boy to do what he had done before and even more. I got angry when he went back looking out the window. He never dressed just stood there. I wanted him to do his share. After that day I thought constantly about my thoughts on Sam doing his share. Well we did start to kiss and I could tell it would be fun. Terry saw us. He Never said a thing just undressed and scooted against Sam. Terry was just as Silly but he knew all the things Sam did. Sam was kissing me while Terry was Feeling me. He could run, touch and even suck but all Terry wanted was Sam. That day the three of us started on a conquest of sorts where nothing mattered except the feeling we had to learn and give one another. I was watching Terry and Sam when I saw myself in the mirror. It was too much. I quietly got up and dressed. Terry was on his tummy with Sam inside him. It looked very nasty. Terry was making the noises that I did when I cried. I left and ran to the woods so that I may escape. I stayed there for a long time. When it was getting dark I went home and Sam was making Tea for mum and dad because they had just got home. Dad had brought me a Go Kart for being good. I sat with mum. Dad took Sam and terry home and I had a bath. I was awake most of the night thinking about what had happened. I learned to ride that Go Kart in 2 weeks; dad said I was an expert. With granddad gone mum and dad had to clear his house out. I found what day it was going to be when just before I had my first ride of the day Sam was waiting for me. Never had I so much wanted to be with mum and dad in all my life. Yes I could have told them but it did not seem right. Mum and Dad drove off leaving Sam and I like a showdown prior to a gunfight. Sam went to the barn and stayed there. I drove the Kart till my mind got the better of me. I went looking for the boy who I did not want to see. I did get to the barn but not before I questioned what I was doing. There was enough noise to point me up in the loft and all the stacked hay. I was quiet but soon without any fear I came across clothing. It was Sam's. Everything he had put on that day was now in a pile at the top of the barn. When he saw me I wondered if there was any surprise. Just his finger beckoning me to the darkened part of the roof. I Simon was scared. Quickly he told me what he wanted to do. I said no in my mind but his hands had already started to begin the motions that said yes. My shorts had been taken down already. Sam stood up. I could see what he thought. The clothing was in a pile. My shirt was next so that all that was left was me in my briefs. The clothing was good covering. This was the first time I wanted to be with him. I was a bit over come but I took my briefs off. Sam told me what to do. Yes I rubbed him. His hand touched me. Sam told me what would happen, it did and I was in awe as his face contorted after every splash of his orgasm. The hay cleaned him while I sat crouched as he dressed. I remained naked after Sam left. It was a while before he called me. He placed the Go Kart in the barn telling me that a bath awaited. Collecting my clothing I ran to the house and almost dived in the bath. Sam partially joined me and washed me fully. I was alone all night but saw Sam once more just before he joined the Army. The Go Kart was used a few more times but I liked to rest on the hay in the barn. Naked or not was my choice but when I left home I made sure the flat was high up with windows clear from all others eyes. I had a spare room for Terry but his life took a change when he followed in his brother's footsteps. I did get a small set of hands to caress me. I then realised just how Sam felt when I wanted what he did. The older man had his boy. The boy never argued just did what he had to The End Comments to shaksbeer@ureach.com Flames ignored and extinguished