Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2019 17:03:39 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Village Part 3 (Young Friends) I woke up late the next day, after breakfast James said he'd take me round the village and give me a tour. We met some of his friends out and about, there were twins in his year at school called Richard and Ruth who we bumped into as soon as we left the house. Ruth said I was cute and where had James been keeping me hidden which caused me to blush. Afterwards James put his arm round my shoulder, "yeah she's fit, and you're cute. But it's not going to happen. I can't say too much but girls are out of bounds". We met a few other boys for varying lengths of conversation, there was Pete who also in James's year at school, he was very ginger haired as was his older brother Mick. There was a dark haired boy from his school year called Will,and also James's best friend, Ben, who was blond haired like both of us. He smirked at me and James when he saw me, "Well hasn't your life suddenly got better eh James!". James giggled but told him to leave me alone, "Well of course I will....for now anyway!". There were older boys I didn't remember names of although we met a boy the year above James called Graham, who shouted across the road to him.. "Hey James, only a few more days of penance left eh? Come round to mine in an hour, I don't want to miss out!" James blushed slightly when I asked what that was all about, "Nothing of interest Rob" he said and changed the subject. The next few days passed in a blur, I met loads of kids, in a village of over a couple of hundred houses there were loads of them and it all got a bit confusing. Madge showed me a lot of love and I needed it, a week or so after I arrived Germany invaded Poland and two days later we declared war on Germany. I knew my Dad would be heavily involved in the war effort and it left me stressed and worried about whether I'd see him again. However, I had bigger things to worry about, I was starting my new school the day after war was declared. James walked with me to school and escorted me to the my classroom, "Good luck! You'll need it" he said with a grin. I walked in and the teacher introduced me to the class and sent me to sit at a desk in between two boys. I looked around and I was in a class of 20 other kids, 14 boys and 6 girls. The boys either side of me smiled and said "hello". There was a fairly tall black haired boy on my left who introduced himself "I'm Tom Franks and he's Sam Bradley" he said pointing at the strawberry blond haired boy next to me who was more my size. Sam had a warm personality, a cute face and the hint of dimples when he flashed his winning smile. I smiled at them both and said to Sam "Bradley? As in this village?". He smiled back and said "Yeah, long story, I'll tell you after break before we get bollocked for talking in class". After the double lesson I hung out with Sam and Tom and a couple of other boys at break in our class called Jim and Gareth. Both had dark hair but Gareth had piercing green eyes and really jet black hair, They quizzed me about why I was here and I told them about my Dad, they were all impressed that I had a dad who was already involved in the war effort. I asked Sam about his surname, and he smiled "Yeah, I am named the same as the village, well to be exact this village is named after my family. I live up in the large house on the hill that overlooks the village. My great grandfather started it and then my grandfather had the village built with the new accommodation for workers at his factory. It a long story and I don't really understand or know a lot of it. All I know is that he was a generous man and he gifted houses to families in the village when he died." We chatted for a while and then all hung out together at lunchtime. We were kicking a ball around when James and another boy came over called Frank. James introduced me to Frank who smiled, he then patted Jim in the shoulder. "Hey Jim, you're 13 next month aren't you?" Jim nodded and asked why, "No reason, I'm just looking forward to seeing a lot more of you, or should I say seeing all of you after your birthday" Frank said and he giggled as did James. Jim look confused as did we all. After they'd gone I asked about the whole turning 13 thing "I keep hearing boys mention it as a big thing but I have no fucking idea what is going on" I said. Everyone else shrugged and said it comes up but they were none the wiser. Gareth said he'd asked his brother who was 15 about it but he said he couldn't say anything and Gareth would find out about everything when he was 13. It turned out through our conversations that me and Sam had the same birthday with Gareth only a couple of weeks before. Jim was over 6 months older than us as a result and lorded it over us . "I'm the big boy in more ways than one, you're just the little boys" he said giggling. I settled into school fairly quickly, everyone was nice in my class but I really bonded with Tom and particularly Sam. The weeks passed and Sam asked me to his house for dinner one day in October half term. I told Madge I was going there for dinner after school and she made a big deal out of it "You're off to meet Mr Bradley, the big boss you must dress up smart!" She said fussing. I reminded her I'd playing football and stuff with Sam and any smart clothes would get dirty. She made me wear a shirt and pack my football gear in a bag and she relaxed slightly. I met Sam at the shop and we meandered up the hill to his house together, he was such a fun boy and we had a real connection. Tom was great as were Jim and Gareth and pretty much everyone in our class was but the five of us were thick as thieves. Although since Jim had turned 13 a few days earlier he'd been a bit distant, running around the village looking harassed. We walked up to the front of Sam's massive house, he was obviously proud of it and the village his Grandfather had built, but he also really grounded and don't boast about their wealth. We went out to the garden and played football for a while before his Mum told us it was dinner time and that his Dad was home. Reminded of what Madge said about Mr Bradley I made sure I was on my best behaviour. We sat down in the dining room with his Mum and then Mr Bradley came into the dining room. He looked at me in shock and had to hold himself up for support. "Are you ok Alan, you look like you've seen a ghost" said his wife. Mr Bradley pulled himself together "It's er fine Jean. it's just, an echo of the past. Where are my manners, who are you young man?" He said shaking my hand. I told him I was Rob and had recently moved to the village. He smiled at me, "Rob, your father's name isn't William is it and your surname Miller?" He asked me. I nodded and said "Yes it is, how do you know?" He beamed at me, "I thought so, I knew your father when he was young, you look so much like him at this ages it is uncanny, how is he?" He asked and told him all about my Dad. We had a good time over dinner and when it was time to go Mr Bradley shook me by the hand "You're a fine young man Rob, you're welcome here anytime and I hope we'll be seeing much more of you up here". Sam walked me back halfway and we smiled at each other as he said I'd obviously impressed his Dad. I got home and Madge fussed around, I told her it went fine and that he'd mentioned my dad. She went quiet and then said "of course he did, you look so much like your dad when he was your age, I imagine Alan found it a bit of a shock". At bedtime I went and had my bath, as often happened as soon as I was out James came rushing in stripping off for his clothes and getting naked before I'd barely had time to dry . "Looks like your little willy might be growing a bit Rob" he said obviously checking me out, "You've got a bit of catching up to do to me though!" He said wiggling his hips causing his dick to bounce up and down. He had grown but maybe he was right and I had slightly as well "You can touch it if you like" he said, "You wouldn't be the first boy round here to be near it" he said smirking at me. I hesitated slightly, almost tempted, but hurriedly went to my room. I was pretty confused, did he mean touch it like I touched mine? It sounded tempting but also wrong. I decided to focus on my dick and I reckoned I had possibly grown a bit and I seemed to have the beginnings of a wispy hair or two. I masturbated thinking of James's bigger dick but then started to wonder what Sam looked like, was he as big as me, bigger? Smaller? I guess I'd find out at some point.....