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~Measuring Love~
* * * (Chapter 13)* * *
Tangent


"Hold still."

"Ow!"

"Mattie. Hold. Still."

Mattie closed his eyes and grunted. He had an awful cut right above his left eye and now Oli was trying his best to clean the wound before putting a plaster over it. While the little boy was seated on their brand new kitchen counter, Oli was standing directly in front of him with a very worried expression.

It had been a terrible week for Mattie at his new school. As arranged, he transferred to his big brothers' school by the start of the week. The elementary school was just a building apart from the middle school and it was no surprise that news about other students spread like wildfire in no time. One such news was about Dash being gay. It wasn't supposed to be a big deal, but being the new kid and being related to a gay middle schooler somehow got him into a lot of trouble with the other kids. From what he told Oli, some other kid bad mouthed Dash and it was only a matter of seconds before he pounced on the bully and got himself in a rapid exchange of fists. It only took one straight punch for him to get that cut above his eye and for Kenneth to be called to the Principal's office to straighten things out. Thankfully, he only got suspended for two days while the agitator got the whole week off. It wasn't such a nice start in a new environment.

"You think Kei misses me?" he asked after Oli put the plaster on.

"Your Japanese best friend?" Oli asked and Mattie nodded. "Sure he does! Best friends are good at that. Y'know, missing their bf."

"Boyfriend?"

"Best friend. Unless...you wanna tell me something more `bout him?"

Mattie blushed a little, but he also giggled. Oli was clearly joking. However, he couldn't shake that little part of him that might have been giving him the idea of Kei as his bf. You know, the other meaning of bf. Still, he knew for sure that they only went as far as being the best of friends.

"You like it here so far?" Oli asked, changing the entire mood of the conversation.

"It's cool. We don't have lots of stuff yet, but our dad is finally here."

"He doesn't...hurt you, does he?"

"Nope! He's really fun and he's got a job now, too."

"Oh?" said Oli before sitting on a stool and placing both his hands on Mattie's lap. "What job?"

"Sales. He's a car dealer now."

"I'm glad you like it here." Oli sighed. "I just hope we can say the same thing for Dash."

As it was, Dash and Mattie moved in with their dad. The old house was sold to him and they've started filling the place up with new furniture and other stuff. The walls were repainted, the lawn mown, the ceiling cleared of any holes and a basketball ring was put up in the backyard. The only thing that wasn't cleared out of the way was the heavy and cold atmosphere that Dash kept between him and his dad. They weren't even talking to each other. It stayed that way for two weeks now.

"He didn't even open the doors to his toy car," Mattie commented. "Dashu won't listen to me."

"Same here, Mattie. He doesn't even talk to me that much anymore."

The little-to-no-talk thing going on among the three boys was just collateral damage. It seemed that Dash was really serious with not wanting to live with his dad.

"Oli?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we do that again?"

"Do what?" Oli absentmindedly asked while apparently being oblivious to the tiny blush that crept over Mattie's cheeks.

"Masturbate."

Oli's blush wasn't only very obvious, it was also very red. Mattie pulled the big word on him. Masturbate, the little boy said. Despite how scientific the word sounded, the eagerness in Mattie's eyes sent an undertone of mischief and playfulness.

"Uhm, what time did you say Dash will come home?"

"Not until dinner, I think," Mattie replied. "He and dad went out to see someone."

"You didn't tell him about...us, did you?"

"Us? You mean what we're doing? Nope."

"Good." Oli sighed again. "And what I meant about us was you and me doing it behind his back. I feel like...I'm cheating on him."

"You can't cheat on Dashu if you're doing it with me, Oli," Mattie argued. "We're brothers and we look alike, right? I'm Dashu's mini me."

Oli chuckled at Mattie's justification. He was definitely cheating on Dash, but it was for the right reasons, he thought. He was simply teaching Mattie what Dash should've taught his little brother ages ago. It's all part of growing up.

"C'mon Oli!" Mattie exclaimed as he jumped off the counter and took hold of Oli's hand. "They'll be here soon!"

Mattie dragged Oli toward the second floor and into the little boy's bedroom. For the first time since he can probably remember, he wasn't sharing a room with Dash anymore. He got his own room with its walls painted with blue `coz he thought that it would look like a big aquarium for his turtle to also live in. He got his own single bed which felt a whole lot bigger than he wanted it to. Despite the excitement of getting his own room, he missed hugging his brother at night. That's why he kept on sneaking into Dash's room after the lights went out only to find out that Dash saved a cozy space on his bed for the little boy to snuggle next to him.

"Hold on, Mattie," Oli said. "Get your shorts back up, okay?"

Mattie sent a questioning look toward Oli and the older boy just giggled. When they got to his bedroom, he wasted no time in stripping himself of his shorts and was about to take his undies off when Oli stopped him.

"Why?"

"This is you being horny," Oli commented. "You're just nine years old, for chrissake!"

"But...is that bad?"

"Let's take it slow, okay?"

Oli moved closer to the little boy and knelt before him. He pulled Mattie's shorts back up and buttoned it before lifting him up onto his bed. Mattie looked adorably at him and he couldn't help but smile sweetly as he brushed those few curls that fell down the little boy's forehead. Mattie looked a lot like Dash, alright. However, there was one difference between the two brothers.

"I'll teach you something else, okay?"

Mattie nodded.

It seemed romantically slow how Oli pulled Mattie's shirt up and over his head. He adored the little boy so much and that got his heart beating faster by the second. There was just so much innocence and mischief wrapped up inside Mattie that undoubtedly resulted to the cutest blush on the planet to settle on the younger boy's cheeks.

"Oli?"

"Ssshh. You trust me, right?"

Mattie nodded again and before he could voice another series of questions, Oli's playful hands tickled his sides and made him laugh real hard and lie on his sheets. He curled his legs and soon Oli's hands travelled down his thighs and to his feet covered in dirty white socks. His little body shook with laughter and he was rolling nonstop on his bed with Oli right above him in the next at that instant.

His laughter died down as he looked up to see Oli smiling affectionately at him. He could feel the older boy's breathing and he wondered if his little heart stopped when he realized that Oli was slowly closing the distance between them. He closed his eyes and expected for the next thing to happen. It did happen and it was the sweetest taste by far in his life.

Oli was overcome by his affection for the little boy. His gut told him that this was all wrong, but Mattie only drew him closer before finally locking their lips together. It was a different kiss that they were sharing. Different from Dash's, Gabe's and his first kiss from Mattie. This wasn't messing around anymore. This was a whole new level of intimacy between them.

As for Mattie, he didn't know anything about tongues so he mostly kept his mouth closed. So when Oli forced his tongue through his tight lips, it totally took him by surprise and his eyes shot wide open. He thought he choked, but that was only his tongue retreating far into its cavern. Still, he was eager to learn this new thing about kissing and soon he was licking his way through Oli's lips as well.

Oli knelt over Mattie and let his hands get to the little boy's shorts. He pushed the button out and unzipped the khaki fabric and pulled it off Mattie's legs with the little boy willingly lifting his hips and legs up. So there he was, on top of Mattie who was clothed in tighty whities and dirty white socks.

When he finally broke the kiss, his conscience nagged him once more and told him to stop what he was doing. He was already on the verge of losing Dash's trust and now he was putting everything on the line by having an affair with his kid brother. He wasn't supposed to be doing this! However, seeing Mattie's shy smile and hearing the little boy's giggles made him want more than what he was getting right now. So he easily pushed himself up and stared at Mattie's bulging crotch.

"We won't tell Dashu, Oli. He won't find out."

Great, Oli thought. He finally came to accept that he was officially cheating on Dash. He couldn't turn back now though. He needed to cum so badly.

"We're just jacking off, okay?" he told Mattie as if to reassure himself that he wouldn't go further than wrapping his hand round the little boy's pecker and stroking it.

"Okay!"

Soon enough, Mattie's undies were pulled down to his ankles as he sat on Oli's lap. Oli had his back against some pillows and he was expertly jacking off the little kid. He cupped Mattie's balls, held the boy closer to him and was still trying real hard to make himself stop.

"Almost there, Mattie."

Mattie's childish moan sent shivers up Oli's back. It excited him so much and he'd do anything to keep hearing it for the rest of his life. He even found it adorable that Mattie was kinda hugging himself as his toes curled to the sensation.

It didn't take long after Mattie grunted that he finally let out the longest breath ever and relaxed into Oli's chest. Oli's removed his hand on his pecker and settled it on his tummy. He giggled when he felt Oli breathe in his curls and kissed his cheek. Then he pushed himself up a little bit before turning his body to give Oli his warmest of hugs. After that, he placed a quick kiss on Oli's lips and was about to repay the older boy when he was told to stop.

"But...I want to do it to you, too."

"I know, Mattie." Oli smiled. "It's just...I can't let you do that. I mean, I love you so much."

"I won't hate you Oli if I jacked you off."

"No. I don't mean that. I just don't want you to do it to me right now, is all. I mean I'm...I'm still with Dash, okay? It feels like I'm cheating on him already."

"We won't tell him."

"That's exactly what cheating is. I love you, Mattie," Oli said as he rubbed Mattie's cheeks. "...but I'm Dash's boyfriend right now. I don't want to ruin what we have, but I promise I'll always be here for you. Is that okay?"

"I guess so," Mattie answered and snuggled closer to Oli. "I love you, too."

Oli's need to cum was overcome by his affection for Mattie. He was finally sure that Dash and Mattie was a whole lot different. It was that one thing that mattered most. What he saw in Dash, he didn't see in Mattie. Instead, he only saw the little boy as his very own little brother. And as big brother, he would gladly divulge anything and everything he knew about growing up. That's all there was to it anyway.

~*~*~*~

"I'm running away."

"Don't say that!"

"You can't stop me, Oli."

"Dash!"

"He took me to a psychiatrist! A fucking psychiatrist! Do you know what it felt like to just sit and there and be told that I am not gay?"

"He did that?" Oli's tone suddenly changed.

The door to Dash's bedroom was locked and the three boys apparently locked themselves inside. Mostly, their conversation was between Dash and Oli while Mattie sat uncomfortably on Dash's bed. Dinner has not yet been served, but Dash didn't have the appetite to sit directly in front of his father and keep sharing the fragile silence over them.

"You don't know what it felt like so you can't tell me what to do."

"But...it won't solve anything," Oli argued. "You can't just run away. What about Mattie? What about me?"

Dash threw a quick glance at Mattie before turning back toward Oli. His bandaged chest didn't hurt that much anymore, but with all the shouting he's done, it felt like the wound would rip open again anytime from now.

"You know, Oli. I thought I trusted you. I thought you'd have my back. You're giving my dad a chance and you can't even see why I want to run away..."

"So you don't trust me anymore? Don't you see, Dash? You running away won't make everything better! You'll just leave me behind and then what? You'll leave Mattie, too?"

"I'm taking him with me. I'd take you with me, but..."

"But what?"

"You have a family, Oli. I don't have one. It's that simple."

"But your dad is here! Can't you at least see that he's trying to make it up to both of you?" said Oli before turning toward Mattie. "Mattie, you love your dad, right?"

"I...," Mattie hesitated, seeing how Dash sent him a fierce look. "...I love Dashu more."

"For fuck's sake!" Oli shouted and started heading for the door.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"This isn't just about us anymore," Oli replied and unlocked the door. "I'm getting your dad."

"One more step Oli and I won't talk to you ever again."

"Try me."

There was a loud slam of the door when Oli went out to get Kenneth. The man was downstairs fixing dinner and he surely must've heard every word from his son's bedroom. The house wasn't that big after all and all the shouting could easily be heard from the other of the planet.

"Mr K," Oli bravely said as he approached Kenneth. "Dash isn't telling the truth, is he? Or are you still the monster I once called you?"

Kenneth was astonished at Oli's straightforward question. It certainly took considerable courage for anyone to say that straight to his face. Courage or just some impatient and annoyed looking boy that was accusing him of something.

"What did he tell you?"

"You took him to a psychiatrist and tried making him believe he isn't gay. I thought you changed!"

"Half true, son," Kenneth said. "We went to a psychiatrist, but not for what he told you."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Oli!" Dash shouted yet again as he came into the dining room. "Don't believe what he tells you! He's lying!"

"Dash," Kenneth flatly said. "Where's Mattie?"

Dash glared at his dad and refused to answer. Mattie, however, was instantly by his side and when the doorbell rang, all four of them temporarily put a stop to the questions that came flying around the room.

"Can you get that Mattie?" Kenneth requested and handed Mattie some bills to pay for whatever it was that he ordered for dinner.

When dinner finally came, their pizzas grew colder than Dash's aura. Mattie was sitting beside Oli while Dash sat across from him. Kenneth was where fathers usually sat, directly in front of everyone else. None of their dinner was touched and Oli was slowly losing his patience with how Dash refused to look at anyone and begrudgingly stabbing the table with his fork.

"You're spending the night here, aren't you son?" Kenneth asked.

"Yeah," Oli answered while still glaring at Dash.

"So which bedroom is it?"

"Huh?" Oli quickly glanced toward Kenneth.

"Dash's or Mattie's? Which room will you be sleeping in?"

"Uhh...Dash's room, I guess."

"No." Dash quietly remarked.

"What?"

"I don't want anyone around me. Ever."

With that last resounding word, Dash left the table and went up for his room. He made sure to have everyone in the house hear him slam the door before stomping toward his bed and punching the hell out of his pillow.

What he and his dad did that afternoon angered him so much. He rarely ever cried about anything that has to do with his father. However, he found it hard to keep his tears from falling right now. It made him look so weak, he thought. It made him vulnerable. And his dad was the one to blame.

"Dad?" Mattie spoke up back in the dining room. "Did you really take Dashu to a doctor?"

"No," Kenneth paused and readjusted his necktie before standing up to get something from his briefcase.

"Oli...I don't think..."

"Ssshh," Oli silenced Mattie. "Let's see what he tells us, okay? Dash is just being a drama queen."

Mattie giggled, but he still felt sorry for what his brother was going through. He badly wanted to be up in Dash's room and on his brother's bed while they made each other feel better. On the other hand, he was learning how to be like Oli and not just be there to comfort Dash but also to bring back the family he never got to grow up with.

"I was a police officer once," Kenneth started as he came back to the dining room. "Can you believe that? A law enforcer who got prisoned because he couldn't accept how his kids were going against his own laws. It ruined my family. That much I know, Oliver."

"Please, Mr K. We just wanna know where you took Dash."

"Come here, Mattie." Kenneth gestured for Mattie to sit on his lap and the little boy gladly did so. "What do you see here?"

Mattie looked down to the folder that his dad was holding.

"Your name," Mattie answered, but didn't know where this was going. "Why?"

"This is my file from when I was still in prison. Being a police officer gained me a lot of friends and colleagues and we've kept in touch even while I was locked up. So it wasn't only your uncle who visited me."

"I'm sorry," Mattie interrupted. "We didn't visit you, dad. Dashu said..."

"I know what he said, buddy. And I understand. He's only doing his role as your big brother. He protected you when I couldn't."

"But Mr K," Oli butt in. "If you had lots of friends, why didn't anyone check up on Dash and Mattie when you were away? Their uncle would've been caught ages ago!"

"Only at work. I have lots of friends because of my job. I didn't introduce any of them to my sons so I couldn't trust anyone to look after them."

"And you trusted their uncle? You didn't know he was monster, did you?"

"I knew he was gay, Oliver. I fixed that and we didn't talk about it anymore."

"Fixed? What do you mean `fixed'?"

"I made him believe that he wasn't a homosexual."

"Like what you did with Dash this afternoon? You were lying earlier! I thought you didn't..."

"Shut up, Oliver." Kenneth's tone was sounded harsh. He immediately closed his eyes and rubbed his temple several times while taking in a deep breath. "I'm sorry."

He lifted Mattie up from his lap and went to the fridge to get himself a bottle of beer before glancing back at both boys who were nervously quiet. His doctor had been right after all. He still lacked self-control and he often reverted back to his old self when his patience was being tested. And the only one who could make him lose his patience so easily was glaring at him right now. It was those same indigo eyes back from more than six years ago.

As much as he wanted to believe that it was Dash and Mattie who made him lost his control that night in the restaurant, it wasn't really the case. He didn't actually blame his sons for turning out to be who they currently were. Instead, the blame all went to Oliver. The boy who kissed Dash and turned him gay.

His doctor had said that he was only angry at Oliver because he saw so much of himself in the boy. He was confused with this medical analogy, but when he thought really hard about it, his doctor was again very correct.

It was Oliver who kissed Dash.

It was him who kissed Dan, his little brother, when they were younger. He turned his brother gay.

"Those are my files," he told Oli and Mattie. "Read it and see for yourself that I'm trying my best to change for my sons."

It was the truth. When he was still in prison, the first person he called after six months of being locked up was a dear friend of his. A psychiatrist. He requested check-ups and sessions where he could begin to see why Dash was not acting like a real man. After a year, he slowly began to think that he couldn't do anything anymore. He felt lonely. He missed his wife badly and the only persons who could fondly remind him of her didn't even visit him. His two sons believed he was dead, but he longed to see both boys for so long. The only unfortunate thing was that he put a stop to the weekly sessions he had with his friend. It was supposed to help him figure some things out by himself, but the only thing it did was to temporarily close his mind to the fact that Dash was actually turning gay from what his brother had been telling him.

That night at the restaurant, when he saw Dash running toward Mattie's side to protect him from their uncle, he finally understood that his kids still needed him to be there for them. Dash was gay, but he was the bravest son he could have ever wanted.

"I didn't take him to psychiatrist, son. We went to see my doctor."

When Oli and Mattie went upstairs after reading some pages on Kenneth's file, they were trying real hard to convince Dash to open his door. The only response they got was, "Fuck off!" So they sat by the door and waited for Dash to let them in. It was no use shouting back and they knew that Dash needed some time to be alone. At least, they made the door warmer with their backs against it.

"I guess we have your room to ourselves, Mattie."

"What about Dashu? And you wanted to sleep with him, right?"

"Is that okay? I mean, if I slept with him."

"Yep! You're boyfriends after all."

Oli noticed that little bit of hesitation in Mattie's smile. Maybe the little kid was starting to feel left out. He didn't want that to happen, of course. The last thing he wanted was for a brotherly feud to start just because he spent so much time with Dash and absentmindedly forgot about Mattie.

"You can always sleep with us, y'know," Oli said and pulled Mattie toward him. "You're our little brother and I love you so much."

Mattie loved it when Oli held him so close. He rested his head on Oli's lap and wished that he could just stay right there for so long. Oli was really like the sun. His body was so warm and he could easily make anyone smile.

"Dash!" Oli called out once more. "We're taking a bath. Wanna join us?"

Dash didn't answer so Oli and Mattie went to the bathroom alone. At least, they weren't told to `fuck off' this time.

"Bathtub or shower?"

"Shower," Mattie answered. "Bathtubs are for babies!"

"No, it isn't." Oli smiled and headed for the bathtub. "...and I guess we still can't use the shower `coz you still have your cast on."

"Oh, right." Mattie sighed. "I miss Dashu already."

"Me too. But at least your dad doesn't mind us sharing the bathroom," Oli commented as he began stripping his clothes off.

"On one condition," Mattie imitated his dad's voice. "No messing around."

Oli laughed at that and took off Mattie's shirt before helping the little kid with his shorts and socks. Mattie still had a cast on his arm so Oli was still the boy's slave. He had the boy sit on some stool beside the tub and took and washcloth before rubbing it all over Mattie.

Mattie enjoyed how Oli took really good care of him. The older boy was very gentle and he felt safe when Oli held his shoulders. Oli's hands messed up his hair and he giggled before having his nosed pinched a little. He felt ticklish when Oli cleaned his neck, armpits and sides. He laughed real hard when his bellybutton was given too much attention. When Oli finally got down to cleaning the lower half of his body, he couldn't ignore how his little pecker begged for attention any longer. He looked shyly at Oli and he received a smile in return.

"You're really naughty, y'know that?"

"Mm-hmm!" he nodded eagerly.

"And this here," Oli hummed and twirled Mattie's pecker with his fingers. "...is why you're being so naughty!"

"Yep!"

No messing around, they were told. It wasn't actually messing around they were doing. Oli's hand didn't stroke Mattie. Instead, it just twirled the little boy's pecker for a while. He wasn't jacking the kid off. He was only running his hands over Mattie's balls down to the boy's bum to make sure that everything was sparkly clean. When he got past that part, he gave each of Mattie's toes a good rub before tickling the hell out of the little boy.

"I wish Dashu cleaned me this way, too," Mattie thoughtfully whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"I just miss him so much, Oli. We don't even share a bed now."

"Don't you sneak into his room at night?"

"I do, but sometimes he locks his door so I just go back to my own bed."

"Locks his door? Why would he do that?"

"Coz he's thinking a lot since we got here."

Oli sighed and placed his thumb against Mattie's lips.

"We haven't been kissing, too. We're not...doing stuff anymore and he's always so angry at me," Oli admitted.

"Can't we make him better?"

"We'll try. He just needs to think some more, I guess."

"Are you...," Mattie paused, feeling Oli's thumb trace the entire outline of his lips. "Oli?"

"Do you like it when I kiss you, Mattie?"

The little boy nodded.

"I like it, too."

Oli shook his head and removed his thumb from Mattie's lips and started heading for the shower. There wasn't any fun when it was only him using the tub and he really needed to wash some thoughts off his mind.

"I'll wait here," Mattie said and Oli nodded at him.

When the two boys finished and got dressed for bed, Dash's bedroom door was still locked. So they just went past it once more before making themselves comfortable on Mattie's single bed. The little boy, who was lying on his tummy, snuggled up to Oli and was listening closely to his heart.

One question in Mattie's mind had been put off for too long. It was that same question he wanted to ask when they went for a swim at a lake some weeks ago. It was something that bothered him deeply, but also made him feel scared when he thought of asking it. However, Oli's heartbeat seemed to have calmed his fears a little and he was finally ready to ask it.

"Oli?" he started and looked up at Oli. "What if...what if I really love you?"

"Silly," Oli giggled and pinched his nose. "I know that already."

"No. I mean...what if I really love you like," he paused and gathered some more of his courage. "...like how Dashu loves you?"

Oli looked at him intently and saw that Mattie meant every word.

"Like how your brother loves me?"

Mattie nodded and unintentionally gripped harder on Oli's shirt.

"I understand if you don't love me like that..."

He was hushed my Oli's fingers and the older boy was looking affectionately down at him. Whatever Oli was about to tell him, it would be no less than the truth.

"I really love you, Mattie," Oli whispered. "...and I've known for a long time that you really love me, too."

"But..."

"No buts, okay?" Oli continued. "Dash and I are bf's, right? You and I are also bf's."

"Best friends or boyfriends?"

"Both," Oli told him. "...only until you find someone else, okay? I'm not sure Dash is willing to share me with you for too long."

"You mean it?"

"Yeah. Just don't tell your brother yet. He's got some other things to worry about."

Mattie nodded happily and pressed his head harder against Oli's chest. He felt relieved that his question had been finally answered. Though he felt guilty inside for somehow stealing Oli from Dash, this newfound happiness of having the double meanings of bf made him feel good all over.

"Oli," Dash called from outside as he knocked. "Can I come in?"

So with the single bed pretty much unable to have all three of them sharing it, they decided to get the sheets and pillows off the bed and lie on the floor. They followed their usual arrangement with Mattie in between Dash and Oli.

"You lied, Dashu."

"Why'd you lie, Dash?"

"I hate him," Dash said as he looked blankly at the ceiling. "...why should I give him a chance, Oli? He doesn't deserve it!"

"He's trying to change!" Oli argued. "One chance, Dash. One chance."

"And if he messes it up again? What then? Mattie will only get hurt."

"Dashu," Mattie interrupted. "I'm nine years old. I'm not a baby anymore so don't worry about me so much."

Dash doubted Mattie's words, but looking into his little brother's eyes made him feel really stupid. He wasn't just being overprotective of his little brother. He was also not letting Mattie to actually grow up.

"And I'm here for both of you. I won't leave again," Oli added.

"A fucking doctor. We went to a fucking doctor and I just sat there while our dad was in for some counselling."

"We know," Oli said. "We've read his file and he's been having sessions for a long time till he stopped more than a year ago. I think this is the first time ever since then for him to see his psychiatrist."

"See, Mattie?" Dash glanced at his little brother and smiled bitterly. "I told you he was sick."

Mattie giggled a little and moved closer to Dash.

"You'll give him a chance?"

"Yes, Oli. For Mattie's sake. But if he ever does anything to him, promise me that you won't stop me from leaving this place with Mattie."

"I promise," Oli declared. "I'll even help you pack your things."

When the three boys fell silent once more, Kenneth, who was listening outside, drowned his second bottle of beer and smiled to himself. He wasn't going to waste this chance, he thought. His second appointment with the psychiatrist would be next week and even after just one session, he knew that his mind was starting to open up again. It wasn't wasted effort that he made Dash see what he was going through for both his kids. He felt really glad since it was the last thing he could've done to earn that chance from Dash.

"So...," Oli trailed off and listened for a while to Mattie's hushed breathing. "What was in that toy that your dad gave you?"

"That police car? Nothing, really."

"Was it about your dad?"

"Nope. It was about me."

"Huh?"

"Want to see it?" Dash asked and started pushing himself up. "It's in my room."

Oli nodded and shifted Mattie's weight off his chest before getting up as well. He and Dash made their way to the other bedroom and when Dash handed him the toy car, he immediately opened the tiny door and found a little piece of paper inside it.

"I wanted to tell him that for so long, but I guess I was still scared so I just hid it there," said Dash.

Oli unrolled the paper and on it was written:

I'm gay.

"Not about our dad," Dash mumbled. "...but about me."

"Dash..."

"It'll take a long time before I actually talk to him, but when that happens, I'll tell him how I got you to be my boyfriend."

Oli laughed real hard before the two of them made their way back to Mattie's bedroom. They couldn't just leave the kid lying all alone on the floor after all. What kind of big brothers were they to do that?

"I can't really protect him anymore, can I?" Dash thoughtfully said as he brushed Mattie's curls and rubbed gently on the plaster that covered up the little boy's cut.

"He knows how to fight, I'm sure."

Dash leaned in and placed a kiss on Mattie's cheeks. He loved how his little brother's skin was so soft to touch and so sweet to smell.

"Too bad we can't sleep naked in your house." Oli remarked.

"Who said so?"

"I'm sure your dad doesn't want that, Dash."

"Oh yeah? If he's going to get a chance from me, then he should know that I really am in love with a boy and if that includes sleeping naked together, then what the hell are we still doing with our clothes on?"

Oli giggled and quickly took off his boxers and shirt. Dash, however, was faster and they were soon laughing heartily while hugging so close. As for Mattie, the little kid was deeply asleep and fully clothed.

"I think this was how your dad caught us," Oli mumbled and ran his hands over Dash's chest.

"Caught us how?"

"Kissing, dummy!"

Dash received a quick peck on the lips before he pulled Oli closer for a longer and deeper kiss. Their dicks were rubbing against each other and Oli's legs draped over Dash's before settling on top of the boy while still supporting his own weight. He placed sloppy kisses over Dash's collarbone and moved even lower and began licking the boy's nipples, bellybutton and ginormous dick.

The purplish and leaking head popped out of the foreskin and Oli loved tasting it so much. Dash's dick felt big in his hands, but it felt a whole lot bigger in his mouth.

"Ffffuck...," Dash grunted and pushed his hips upward.

Oli stopped for a bit and took out Dash's dick from his mouth.

"You didn't take a shower," he said.

"How'd you know?"

"Duh! You taste and smell funny down here!"

Oli didn't mind though. In fact, he loved it more or he just missed giving Dash a blowjob. It felt like ages ago when they last done it. Maybe that's why Dash's taste was like sugar all of a sudden.

"I wanna try something," Oli said and Dash looked doubtfully at him. "...ever fucked anyone?"

"Shit, Oli! What kind of question is that?"

"I'm just asking. So...did you?"

"Of course not! I...uhm..."

"Ssshh," Oli whispered and moved up to kiss Dash again. "I'll be your first, okay? But...you're not my first, Dash. I'm sorry."

"Shut up," Dash mumbled and pulled Oli in for another kiss. "I don't care who goes first or not. You're mine from now on."

"Aren't you being too possessive? Besides...what about Mattie?"

"What about him?"

"He needs someone to teach him these things."

"Are you volunteering to be his tutor?"

"Only with your permission," Oli assured. "...I don't want him to feel left out, Dash. He has lots of questions and we can't just let him look for someone else to ask. Won't it be safer if we teach him ourselves?"

"You want me to do stuff with my brother?" Dash asked disbelievingly before glancing quickly toward Mattie. "He's my twin!"

"Isn't he?" Oli giggled. "So...what do say?"

"Let me think of it first, okay? He's fuckin nine years old and we can't even be sure if he's gay."

"Gay or not, boys will always be boys. We mess around, Dash. The only different thing for us is we hate girls' parts."

"Tell me about it!"

Another kiss before Oli went back down and continued sucking Dash. They both silently agreed that when Dash would finally fuck Oli, it would be right after his wounds were totally healed. So for now, he settle for Oli's warm mouth and seductive grunting.

Oli, on the other hand, playfully sneaked in a finger into Dash's butthole which surprised the hell out of the boy and almost kicked him off. So he decided that Dash was still not ready for that and continued licking his whole length and cupping his balls. He rolled the tip of his tongue inside and under Dash's foreskin and started stroking the boy.

Dash's moans got deeper and his thrusts, faster. He didn't even care if his father heard every single sound from downstairs. Oli was just so good at keeping him noisy.

"Shiiiiiiit!"

And that's how Dash's cum shot to the back of Oli's throat. It wasn't much, but it was certainly two weeks' worth of load. He breathed heavily when Oli moved back up and gave him a deep kiss once more. He smiled against Oli's lips and he ran his hands through Oli's hair. He like the sweet scent of the other boy and the warmth coming off from Oli's chest.

"Is it my turn yet or should I just jack myself off?" Oli playfully asked.

"Not if I can help it," Dash answered and turned Oli over so that he could start on his trail of kisses down to Oli's rigid shaft.

Downstairs, Kenneth had turned the volume on his television to maximum. He was on his third bottle of beer and he couldn't be bothered by what his sons were doing with Oli. He pretended not to care, but he really didn't want any messing around happening in his house. Thankfully, the TV did its trick and drowned whatever noise he didn't want to hear.

~*~*~*~

Touching, but never intersecting. Mattie felt that way when he woke up in the middle of the night to see Oli and Dash naked and hugging so close. His heart ached, but he just chose to turn over to his other side only to realize that he still had a cast on his right arm which made him grunt a little.

"Mattie?" Oli whispered.

He didn't answer. He pretended to be asleep.

"I know you're awake, Mattie. Want me to lie beside you?"

He nodded with his back still turned toward Oli.

When Oli was finally beside him, he made himself comfy on the older boy's bare body again. He was lying face up with his head on Oli's tummy. It calmed him how Oli's breathing was slow and he thought of oceans and gentle waves.

"Want to sleep naked?" Oli asked.

"No, thanks."

"What's wrong?"

Oli was repeatedly brushing his curls.

"Dash is so lucky to have you, Oli. I'm just happy for him."

"You have me, too. Okay? And I'm happy to have you."

"Just promise me," he whispered. "We'll be bf's forever."

"That's bff you're trying to say," Oli giggled. "Of course we will. The three of us."

"Best friends forever," he sighed and started closing his eyes once more.

After a few minutes, Mattie fell asleep again and Dash opened his eyes to stare at his little brother. He, too, was pretending to be asleep while carefully listening to the other two boys. From what he heard, Mattie did have lots of questions. Even when the little boy didn't talk about it directly, he knew his little brother so well that he could read what was on Mattie's mind.

"He loves you, Oli," Dash whispered.

"I know. I do, too."

"When were you gonna tell me about what you were doing with him?"

"You mean...me teaching him how to jack off?"

Dash nodded.

"I don't know. I didn't want you getting mad at both of us."

"I'm not angry. I just...," Dash paused and moved closer to the two boys. He sat up and rubbed Mattie's thigh. "He's a little kid, but he's been through a lot `coz of our uncle. If he has questions, we'll answer it for him."

"So you're giving me permission to teach him?"

"Only if I know what exactly it is you're teaching him. And no fucking, okay?"

Oli giggled and agreed to this kind of compromise. Dash moved to lie beside him and they soon fell asleep as if trying to catch up with Mattie in the land of dreams.

~*~*~*~

The next morning, the small house was quickly filled with the smell of omelette from downstairs and it wasn't even the only surprise waiting for the three boys. It was a Saturday and they all planned to meet with the rest of the Avengers later that afternoon to discuss the whereabouts of James. It had been more than two weeks already since they last saw him and the gossip in the hallways at their school was that James fled the country or got himself arrested or any other gruesome tales they could come up with.

It was Mattie who woke up first so he removed Oli's arm over his chest and just sat there while staring at his two big brothers. Dash was snoring loudly as usual while Oli was totally unaware of how his other hand brushed against Dash's stiffy.

Mattie giggled and he thought of some naughty stuff to do to wake the two boys up. As far as he could remember, he didn't get a chance to actually hold Dash's dick in his hand and it seemed that right now was the only chance he got. He moved over to Dash's side and gently took hold of Oli's hand before placing it over Dash's dick.

The stiffy stirred awake, but Dash kept on snoring. Oli didn't seem to notice how his fingers ran over the outline of Dash's dick and how Mattie was silently giggling to himself. Dash's ginormous pecker pulsated and Mattie became even more excited.

He poked the woody with Oli's index finger and found it amusing that it only got bigger and harder. This was his chance to take hold of his big brother's pecker and he wouldn't waste any more time just playing with it. He set aside Oli's hand and leaned in closer to Dash's crotch and the first thing he did was...smell his brother's shaft which was very much alive.

He wiggled his nose like a rabbit when he found that it smelled really peculiar and weird. It smelled somewhere near pungent, but in a really good way. He leaned back a bit and debated with himself whether or not to continue what he was doing.

Losing to his own mind battle, he proceeded to the next phase of his curiosity when he poked his anxious tongue against Dash's dickhead. It was the tip of his little tongue at first before he pulled back. Then, he poked it again and let his pink tongue settle on it for a bit longer before running it over the exposed glans.

It smelled and tasted weird.

That was when he looked down to see his own pecker pushing against his shorts. He giggled and rubbed it for a while before going back to Dash's erection. Finally, he placed his index finger on the peehole and twirled his brother's pecker a little. It was so much fun what he was doing. He got even more curious and tried pulling back Dash's foreskin some more and just wrapping his whole hand around Dash's whole length. At last, he felt confident that his big brother's dick was really ginormous and it wasn't even an exaggeration anymore.

He was startled when he heard someone clear their throat and he quickly looked toward Dash whose eyes were glaring at him.

"Mattie." Dash's stern look and voice made him tremble. "What are you doing?"

"U-uhm," he stuttered, quickly looking away but failing to remove his hand around Dash's dick. "...nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me, Mattie."

"But...I'm not doing anything."

It didn't help that he was gripping nervously on his big brother's pecker.

"Isn't that your hand on my dick?"

As fast as he could, Mattie removed his sweaty hand and hid it behind his back. He hung his head low and avoided looking at Dash's stiffy.

"I'm...," he tried to gather his words. "...sorry."

"Oh gawd." Dash sighed and sat up, moving closer to his little brother. "How old are you again?"

"Nine," he whispered to himself.

"You're not a baby anymore, right?"

He nodded carefully.

"I'm your big brother, right?"

Another timid nod.

"Mattie, why didn't you just wake me up?"

His eyes quickly shot toward Dash and he was met with his brother's sympathetic brown eyes that stared back at him.

"Are you really so curious? Don't you think you're too young to even think about this stuff?"

"What stuff?" he asked with his voice still barely audible.

"My dick, for one," Dash told him. "And jacking off with Oli."

"You knew?"

"I'm not deaf, Mattie. I heard you from outside the bathroom."

He blushed deep red and he felt like crying right now. Dash knew about him and Oli, and it seemed he was in deep trouble. If it wasn't for Dash pulling him into a hug, he would've ran out his bedroom and locked himself in their bathroom.

"I'm not mad," Dash whispered. "...just don't lie to me again. I can't be angry at you, Mattie. I really can't."

"Dashu?"

"Yeah?"

"I really...like Oli," he admitted, though consciously understating his feelings. Like, not love.

"I said not to lie, didn't I?" Dash said and looked at him once more. His big brother brushed his curls to the side and kissed his forehead affectionately. "I know you love him like I do, but..."

"I know," he interrupted. "He's yours, not mine."

"We don't own anyone," Dash pointed out. "We can't own anyone. It just happened that Oli and I like each other so much and...like I said, you're still too young so I know you'll find someone for you, too."

"Like Oli?"

"You like boys, too?"

"...and girls."

That's when Dash finally understood his little brother. Mattie was only being very curious and the kid didn't even care if he ended up liking girls or boys. He was only in that phase of growing up and active discovery of how his body could make him feel so good.

Dash pulled Mattie in for another hug before kissing the boy's curls. Mattie relaxed into his chest and they didn't say another word to each other as they waited for Oli to wake up.

The each sat beside Oli and was gently poking the sleeping boy's erection, inciting an involuntary smile on Oli's lips. They giggled and continued poking their fingers before Oli turned to his side and brought Dash down with him with his legs going over Dash's side and locking the boy in a blissful bear hug.

"Oli! Get off me!" Dash shouted.

"But you're so cuddly!" Oli sleepily answered.

"Mattie. Get him off me!"

"Nope! You look cute together Dashu!"

"FUCK OLI!" Dash shouted even louder. "Don't you fucking dry hump me!"

"Dashi," Oli cooed. "...you smell sweet."

"I'll cut your dick off if you don't let go of me right now! I mean it!"

"Okay, okay." Oli yawned. "I'm up, sheesh!"

He let go of Dash and let the daylight into his cobalt eyes. He stretched a bit and was glad to be greeted by Mattie's smiling face and even Dash's red face. He pointed his nose up in the air and sniffed.

"I smell breakfast," he said.

So they quickly put on their clothes and went down to find three full plates of French toast and omelette with some bacon and orange juice to drown everything. Kenneth was nowhere to be found so they just helped themselves and it was probably the first time that Dash appreciated his father's cooking. It wasn't the best tasting dish, but it also wasn't the worst.

"Hear that?" Oli asked and they all quieted down.

"Is that a chainsaw?"

"Sure is! Mr K must be getting rid of something. C'mon!"

They hurriedly went outside to find Kenneth with a chainsaw and some protective gear while standing in front of the tree by the yard. He looked ready to cut down the tree when Mattie yelled and nudged his side for him to stop.

"What buddy?" he asked and turned off the chainsaw.

"Why are your cutting it down, dad?"

"It reminds me of someone too much. Don't worry, we can have a pool dug out here as soon as we can afford it."

"Who's that someone?" Oli questioned.

"You don't even know him boys. Why don't you just let me work here and you go play somewhere else, okay?"

"It's uncle, isn't it?" Dash spoke up and Kenneth eyed him warily. "He told me what happened and that's why I hated you more. You knew he was gay and it was you who..."

"Just get out of the way," Kenneth repeated and turned on his equipment again. "I'm cutting down this tree. I'm amending my rules. Just go play somewhere else."

"Dad," Dash spoke up once again and placed himself between Kenneth and the tree. "I'll give you a chance on one condition. Don't you ever cut this tree."

It was a fairly straightforward deal. Dash glared at him and dared him to take one more step. His hands tightened on the handle, but he chose to just turn it off and put down the heavy goddamn thing.

"You make it look like I'm still the bad guy, Dash. I didn't kill your mom and I'm trying to get help to make it up to both of you...," he paused. "If you want to save this tree, suit yourself. It's just a goddamn tree anyway."

When Kenneth left, the three boys sat down by the tree and stared up at its foliage. It was a quiet morning in their new neighbourhood. They didn't know anyone else yet. They didn't see any kids running around or riding their bikes down the road. The chainsaw sat still in front of them and the tree was being grateful by providing them with enough shade.

"You could've had a pool right here," Oli mumbled.

"Yeah," Dash whispered.

"And I can learn how to swim if we have our own pool," Mattie said.

"I thought you hated your uncle, Dash," Oli stated. "If this tree reminds you of him, too then why not let your dad cut it down?"

"I'm testing him."

"Testing what?"

"I want him to be reminded each day of what he did to our uncle," Dash answered. "He started all this and it was all just because of one kiss. One kiss, Oli. You can't turn anyone gay with just one kiss."

"I don't get it," Oli said. "Who kissed who?"

"Dad kissed our uncle and ever since then, they fooled around. But when uncle told dad that he was gay...that's how all of this started. Dad pushed him away and he did the same to me and Mattie. That's why I don't like living here. I can still feel him pushing me away."

"But...he's had some counselling, right?" Oli pointed out. "And it was his own idea to get some help. He loves you so much and if he doesn't, then he would've pushed you away and cut this tree."

Dash remained silent. Mattie was staring at him and he knew perfectly well that his big brother wasn't convinced by what Oli said.

"What's the best thing your dad did for you?" Oli suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

"C'mon, Dash. I'm sure he did some really cool stuff for both of you."

"I flew a kite with him," Mattie answered gleefully. "He lifted me on his back and we ran for like miles to get the kite flying!"

"See?" Oli said. "Even Mattie had some good days with your dad. I'm sure he isn't all that bad."

"He took me to a shooting range once," Dash began as his mind drifted back into the past. "I was four, but he still taught me how to shoot and he was holding my hand so I won't get hurt..."

"You know how to use a gun?"

"Yes, Oli. I even know how hard it is to stop a bullet, but I can guess its trajectory and be out of its path before it comes near me."

"So...," Oli wondered. "That night at the restaurant...you knew where to get hit and still be alive."

"Yeah, but we were still lucky. Mattie didn't get hurt and that's the only thing that mattered."

"You could ask your dad to take you shooting again."

"I don't think so," Dash sniggered. "I'm sure he's just waiting to get his hands on a gun and kill Mattie and me with one bullet."

"Oh, right...," Oli sighed. "Better safe than sorry."

That afternoon, when Oli, Dash and Mattie met with the rest of those who wanted vengeance against James, the other kids who arranged the meeting had some pretty awesome news. Awesome for all of them, but not for James.

"We know where James is," the boy with glasses announced and laid out a printed map on the ground.

"You sure he's there?" Oli asked.

"That's Juvie," Brian, who came with Anthony and Gabe, said.

"That means we can't carry out any plans we had," some girl told them.

"So there's no more use for our little gang, is there?" Dash said.

"On the contrary," the boy with glasses spoke up again. "...we have a new plan."

"What plan?" Oli immediately asked.

"First phase," another boy, who had been appointed as their strategist, began. "...we get him out of there."

Oli, Dash, Gabe, Anthony and Brian exchanged quick glances. They all looked doubtful, but as the rest of the plan was revealed to them and repeated over and over again, it presented them with another opportunity to perfect their stealth mode.

The only problem was...there was a spy among them.

~ End of Chapter ~


Yes. Too long without and update. I can't explain myself well enought. So... sorry :( I got all other stuff cleared out right now, so I'm looking forward to faster updates. This story is ending soon anyway. And as always, THANK YOU for being so kind and patient. I keep receiving emails reminding me about this and I really haven't forgotten. There's just a lot of things that were keeping me away. SORRY!

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