Date: Mon, 10 Jan 2000 14:44:47 -0500 From: fsw Subject: Matt and Mike Chapter 4 Warning! This story contains sex between minor boys. If you are underage, this is illegal in your country, or do not like this type of story, please do not read this. MATT and MIKE Chapter Four After I had my little chat with Dad, everything did start to turn out better. Rick didn't seem to give me such a hard time anymore. Maybe Dad had something to do with that. I didn't know. I was just glad for the change. I did start to go to work with Dad sometimes, but not once a week. He even showed me some gay sites on the Internet, and I found things I never knew existed. I wanted my own PC more than anything else in the world, except to be with Mike. Mike was accepted as one of the family. Either I was at his house, or he was at mine. Even Rick was civil to him. I didn't know what Dad said to him, but he never went through with his threat to let Mike know that he knew we were both gay. Miracles do happen, sometimes! Mike's parents were out of town somewhere, and Mike was spending the 4th of July weekend with me. My parents bedroom was downstairs, and Rick had stayed at a friend's house last night, so we had been free to do anything that we wanted to do. Being horny teenagers, we had gotten very little sleep. We had just put on our briefs and shorts, and gone downstairs. We were eating breakfast, when Dad came into the room. "Hey, guys. Are you ready for the cookout today?", he asked. "What? I don't know what you are talking about?", I answered. My Dad and I had a really good relationship by now. Totally opposite from what it had been. He came over and got me in a play head lock, rubbing my head, and said, "Hello, is there anybody in there?", trying to re-create the scene from `Back to the Future`, which we all had enjoyed watching together. Mike just giggled, as Dad continued to torment me. I jumped away from him, and faked a karate pose, smiling at him. "What are you are talking about.", I asked. "I told you about the cook out at Dean William's house over a month ago. Don't tell me you don't remember. We are all going, including you, young man.", he said, looking over at Mike. He had almost accepted Mike as another son after our talk. We both responded, "Oh, no!", almost at the same time. "Oh, yes. You are both going. I have already talked with Mike's parents before they left, and they want Mike to go. You do understand, don't you, this is business for me. I have to make contacts. You will do this for your old man, won't you?", he asked, opening his arms wide. We had been going through this routine since our talk. This was the signal for a hug. I had felt he had hated me before our talk, and now I saw he loved me. Every time he did it, I always came to him like a puppy dog. I ran to him and hugged him. Mike even felt secure enough to join in. The three of us hugged, until he released us and said, "Dean Williams has three sons, two twins about your age Matt, and a third son about your age Mike. They go to your school, and you might already know them. If not, I am sure you will make friends fast. Remember, this is the way you both met. You will have lots of fun, just trust me. Now, go get ready.", he commanded, slapping us each across the butt as we ran upstairs. "Your Dad seems to have really changed. He is really neat, now. Him finding out about us seemed to make you both so much closer. That seems weird, doesn't it?", Mike observed. "Yeah, I guess so. I don't care. I like the new Dad so much better than the old Dad that I don't care what made him change. Let's get dressed for the party. Maybe, it won't be so bad.", I answered. I didn't know the two twins very well. I knew their names were Adam and Jeff, but they were jocks and hung around a totally different crowd than I did. I didn't have a clue who the younger brother was, and Mike knew a little about him, but not much. It seemed like no time, and we were pulling in front of their house. They had bought an old farm, had totally torn down the old house, and had rebuilt a brand new house. Being Dean of History must mean he makes lots more money than my father. We went inside, and both were impressed with the house. We finally escaped the crowd inside, and went out to find the boys. We didn't have to look long, they found us. "Hey, you must be Matt and Mike. I am Rob. My brothers Adam and Jeff are right over there, sitting at one of the picnic tables. They want to meet you, too. I have this all planned out. We won't eat for at least an hour, maybe an hour and a half. Have you ever been horseback riding? We have four horses. We can all go for a ride. Would you like that? I love to ride our horses.", Rob said quickly. He had run all his words together, like he was on speed or something. This kid was is serious need of something to calm him down. We just looked at each other and grinned. Horseback riding? I had never done that, and I didn't think Mike had either. I was eager to try. Ron took us over and introduced us to his brothers, who were equally happy to meet us. We were soon talking like we had been old friends for a long time. Adam and Jeff were very friendly, not like the usual jock crowd at my high school. I really liked all three boys. All three boys were blonde and blue eyed. Adam and Jeff were fraternal twins, and did not really look like each other at all. But, both were good looking. Very good looking! They were tall for their age, about 5'11", and very trim. Rob was good looking, too, but he was really short for his age, maybe about 5'2". He had a really cute body, though. Mike and I had a lot of fun just watching the other boys, and exchanging knowing smiles. We both had the same thing on our mind. How to get these three boys out of their clothes. There were no other kids around our ages, so we got permission form Dad and headed for the stable. They had four horses, which were all gentle, and we all helped getting them saddled and ready. The horses seemed to like the idea of getting out for a ride as much as we did. "I am the smallest, Matt, so you can ride my horse, and I will ride in front of you. I will teach you how to ride a horse. Is that all right with you?", Rob asked. "Sure, that is all right, I guess.", I answered. We all rode around for a while. Matt and Mike were really enjoying their first horseback ride. They finally rode up to a shady spot overlooking a wide creek, and all dismounted. "Let's take a break for a few minutes. We can unsaddle the horses, and let them graze while we sit on their blankets and get to know each other a little better.", Rob said. It was pretty hot, so we all agreed. Soon, we had all four blankets spread out on the ground, and Rob got a pack of playing cards out from his saddlebag. "How about we play some cards while we talk? We could play Blackjack. I am really good at that game. I will be dealer, and will play all of you.", Rob bragged. "How are we going to keep up with who is winning and who is losing?", Mike asked. "We didn't bring any money with us." "We could play Strip Blackjack, kind of like Strip Poker, except with Blackjack. Every hand you lose, you have to take off a piece of clothing and give it to me. You can win your own clothes back, but you can't put them back on once you have taken them off. If you beat me, I have to take off something and give to you, unless I have something that belongs to someone else that I have already won. If all of you beat me on the first hand, I have to remove four pieces of clothing. I won't have to worry about that, though. I will have all four of you naked in no time.", Rob bragged once again. "One thing about our little brother, he isn't shy. Come on, let's play. The four of us can easily beat him. Once we get him naked, we can make him ride back almost all the way to the house completely naked. He had to do that once when he tried this on someone else.", Adam said. We all agreed, and the game started. What neither of us knew was Rob was using a marked deck of cards. At the top left hand corner of each card was a small wheel. It consisted of twelve spokes, with a small circle in the center. An Ace had a small dot in the circle. A two had a dot at 1 o'clock, three at 2 o'clock, etc. A King ended the circle with a dot at 12 o'clock. Rob and his brothers had practiced reading the cards, and Rob had even invented a method of communicating with his brothers whether it was safe to take another card or not. If his thumb was on the deck, it was safe. If his thumb was to the side, do not take a card. We didn't know it, but we had been set up. It wasn't long before Mike and I had lost both our shoes, socks, belt, and shirt. The twins had lost their shoes and socks, but had won them back. Rob also had lost his shoes and socks, but also had most of our clothes to play with. Mike and I both lost the next round, and we both stood up to remove our shorts. We kind of looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. We couldn't back out now, so we both pulled them down and off, tossing them to Rob. We sat back down next to each other, dressed only in our white briefs. We were both blushing. Our plan hadn't exactly worked out like we had hoped. "All right!", Rob gushed. "One more hand ought to do it. You are both on a losing streak. Nothing can save you now.", he gloated. We noticed all three boys were staring at us between our legs. What the Hell, let them look if they want. I would be looking at them if I was in their place. But, something did save us. We heard a dinner bell ringing off in the distance. "Oh, shit, we have stayed too long. They are ready for us to come home. We are going to in for it. Everyone get dressed. Hurry!", Adam commanded. We all dressed as quickly as we could. It took Mike and I longer than the rest because we had lots more to put on than they did. The other three boys had already run after the horses, who had wandered off. By the time we had got them saddled with their blankets back in place, the bell rang once again. "Oh, no. They never ring the bell more than once unless they are pissed. Come on, guys, let's ride and ride fast.", Jeff said. We did ride fast, lots faster than we rode over here. I almost fell off once, and had to put my arms around Rob's waist to steady myself. When I did that, Rob actually looked around and smiled at me. I took this as his consent, so I kept my hands there, and actually started to rub his stomach a little. This made Rob lean back towards my chest with his back, getting us as close together as possible. This made ne start to get hard, and I knew Rob could feel it, since his butt was pressed directly between my legs. Again, he looked back and smiled at me. This one was more of a lear than a smile. This was not an innocent little boy. We finally got back to the barn, but we still had to unsaddle the horses, and put them out to pasture so they could cool off. When we finally ran up to all the picnic tables, sweat was running down our faces. We were quickly summoned over to the main table, where Mr. and Mrs. Williams were sitting with my parents. I could tell Dad was fuming. "Where have you boys been. We have all been waiting for you. The food is getting cold. What do you have to say for yourselves?", Rob's Dad fumed. "We are sorry. We stopped down by the creek to talk and cool down. We unsaddled the horses, and when we heard the bell, they wouldn't come to us. It took a while to get them saddled. We are sorry", Jeff said. "Just go to you table over there, and we will talk about this later.", his father said. We all knew that we hadn't heard the last of their talk. We all bowed our heads, as Mr. Williams gave thanks. We all ate like we hadn't seen food forever. Who knew, this could be our last meal, if we were all going to be killed later. We were all kind of quiet, though, since we did not want to draw attention to ourselves. Lunch was finally over, and we cleaned up our table, throwing the paper plates and plastic cups in the trash cans that were scattered around the tables. We were about to try and escape, when my Dad said, "Not so fast. We aren't through talking about this, young man." Oh, great, this sounded just like the Dad I knew so well before we started to get friendly with each other. I hoped not, but it sounded like the recent good times were over. All five of us were dragged over to the barn, where the other guests couldn't hear. Then started the 60,000 questions. What were you really doing. Why did it take so long to get back. On and on. Finally, Dad said, "Well, maybe I really don't want to know what you were really doing.", and he and Mr. Williams stormed off. We were relieved that this talk was over, but all of us knew that it would come up again. We went up to Jeff and Adam's room, and messed around up there for a while. "Hey, guys, why don't we ask if you can spend the night. Everyone will leaving soon, and we can go swimming, and then finish our game of Blackjack later tonight.", Rob asked. "We could ask, but I don't think Dad will let us. He is still pretty mad.", I answered. "Rob is pretty good at getting his way. You know, the baby of the family always gets what he wants, or he pouts or has a temper tantrum. We could at least try.", Jeff said. I looked at Mike, and he just shook his head yes. "OK, but I warned you.", I said. Lots of the guests had already left, and I saw my parents talking to their parents. We walked over, where the two fathers just glared at us. "Can Matt and Mike spend the night? We want to go swimming. We won't be any more trouble, I promise.", Rob said in his best little boy voice. "No!", Dad said firmly. Tears immediately formed in the corners of Rob's eyes. "Please! It isn't their fault we got back late. Everyone else tied their horses to a limb, but I didn't tie mine tight enough. It was my horse that strayed off. It was all my fault. Mom, please let them stay.", he cried, and flung himself over to his mother. She held him as he cried, and said, "That's all right, Rob, it isn't anyone's fault. We should have made it clear when we wanted you back. Why don't you let the boys stay? They seem to be making friends quickly. We have plenty of room. We frequently have other boys spending the night, and they know my rules, and don't break them.", she said. Our mothers started talking, and then Mom said, "What are you two going to do for clean clothes?" Mrs. Williams just said, "Don't worry about that. I have a washing machine that doesn't stop very often. I can just throw them all in the pool, and clean their clothes while they are in there. The kids have lots of clothes they can lend them while I get theirs washed." Dad begrudgingly gave in. "We will talk about this more when you get home tomorrow.", he growled. Yep. Old Dad is back. Well, it was kind of nice while it lasted. We all went back upstairs to Jeff and Adam's room. "Let's go swimming. We can easily find some suits that will fit both of you.", Rob said eagerly. I knew he really wanted to see us naked more than he wanted to swim. "Sure, that would be fun.", Mike said. I agreed. I knew both Mike and I wanted to see them naked, also, and they had certainly seen far more of us than we had seen of them. "All right!", Rob yelled, and ran to his room. "See, I told you he has a way about getting what he wants. He has used it against us enough times. He is a conniving little bastard. It is always a good idea to keep him on your good side.", Jeff kidded, as he looked for their swim suits. Rob soon came back in with two swim suits, and handed one to Mike. "This is too big for me, so it should fit you fine. Jeff, give one to Matt so we can all get changed.", Rob said, already pulling his shirt over his head. He didn't ask if we wanted to go somewhere private to get changed, he just started stripping in front of us. Mike and I looked at each other and gave each other a little grin. If this is what they had in mind, we didn't have any problem with it. We had hoped for it from the beginning. (Author's Note: Matt has just told me that Adam, Jeff and Rob are following this story, so this is for you. I am releasing this chapter early just so I can add this for you. Hope you like the way I have portrayed you. Especially you, Rob. You might be a little mad at me. Too late now. E-mail me, and let me know what you think. I am not up to Labor Day Weekend yet, (Chapter 9) so you still have time for input.) To Be Continued Any reader's comments or criticisms are appreciated. The more comments I get, the quicker I will forward more chapters. Again, I am trying to tell the story using actual facts, but I do insert parts of the story that did not really happen. The boys always give me permission, before I submit my version. I hope you like this method of telling a story. Any comments can be sent to fsw99@mindspring.com. The only gratification I really get out of writing is your comments. I have made good friends out of Matt and Mark, and could use some more.