Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2011 12:01:08 -0500
From: Ronyx <ronyx@woh.rr.com>
Subject: It's Not Easy Being a Tree   Chapter 10

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It's Not Easy Being a Tree     Chapter 10


I don't know why, but it was difficult to face Jon the next morning It was
as if I knew something about his best friend that could shatter his life if
he knew. Connor had been his friend for as long as I could remember. He had
just always been in my life, too. Connor was the main reason I knew I was
gay.

I remember the first time it happened. Jon and Connor had been playing
basketball in the driveway. I was lying on my bed reading a book. It was
summer and school was out, so no normal kid should be inside reading a book
on a hot afternoon, but I was. My brother was fourteen, and he had recently
started dating girls. It was also the time I learned about jacking off.

Late one night, I awoke and looked over at my brother. It was after
midnight and I didn't know what had awoken me. Jon was lying in bed with
the covers pulled down and he had a boner. I had just recently learned what
that was. A few months later, I would learn a new meaning for my
name. Anyway, Jon was naked in bed and rubbing on his hard boner.

I sat up in bed. "What are you doing?" He jumped up, lay back down and
continued doing what he was doing.

"Go back to sleep," he whispered loudly. "You shouldn't be watching."

"What are you doing?" I asked again as I sat up on the edge of my bed to
watch closer.

"Jerking off," he replied as he continued to stroke his cock.

"Why?"

He stopped, rolled over and frowned at me. "Because it feels good," he
replied. "Now go back to sleep. You're ruining it here for me."

"What?" I asked.

"Just watch." He lay back and stroked his cock more feverishly. In a few
minutes, I watched as his body became rigid and his toes curled. He let out
a soft moan as white stuff shot out from his dick.

I got up from my bed and stood before him. "What is that?"

"God, you sure are stupid," he replied as his chest heaved up and
down. "It's called cum." He responded with his eyes closed.

"Where did it come from?"

He let out a sigh. "I don't know. It's just there, I suppose." He looked up
at me. "Now go back to bed."

"Do I have cum?"

He sat up and stared at me angrily. "No you don't have cum. You won't for a
few more years. You gotta be bigger. Now go back to fucking bed."

I had just turned thirteen when I shot my first small load in the bathroom
when I was taking a shower. My dick was beginning to grow larger. One night
it hardened and I started to stroke it as I had watched Jon do many nights
Several minutes later, I understood why he enjoyed it so much. It became a
nightly ritual for me, but I wouldn't usually do it in bed. I enjoyed doing
it when I showered at night.

It was right after my first orgasm that Jon and Connor came into the
bedroom after playing basketball all afternoon. Both were wet with
sweat. Jon pulled off his shirt and announced, "I'm going to jump in the
shower." He then removed his shorts and underwear, and then left the room.

Connor sat on the edge of Jon's bed and talked to me. Mostly he asked me
why I was lying in bed and reading a book. Connor was just beginning to
grow taller and his muscles were becoming very defined. As we chatted, he
removed his shirt, showing off his tanned, muscular body. I tried not to
stare, but I would get occasional glances at him as we talked.

Jon returned from his shower and told Connor he could take one. I watched
out of the corner of my eye as he stood and pulled down his shorts. It was
the first time I had seen him naked since he was about nine. His soft dick
wasn't that of a boy anymore. I couldn't believe how large it had grown. He
also had grown a large growth of pubic hair. Jon had a lot, but not as much
as Connor. Connor's was dark and appeared really thick. I glanced over
quickly at my brother to make sure he wasn't looking before I watched
Connor leave the room naked. Staring at his rounded ass, I immediately
popped a `woody.'

It was that day I realized I might be gay. I had seen some of Jon's girly
magazines without as much as a tingle in my dick. But watching Connor
undress, my dick became hard as an oak tree. When they left, I rushed to
the bathroom and jerked off. After that, I had the biggest crush on
Connor. I had been careful for years to guard that secret.

I still can't believe what happened yesterday. The guy I had fantasized
over for so many years and had been the object of so many of my jerk offs
had sucked my dick. I think he would have let me cum in his mouth if Jon
hadn't come back upstairs.

Shit. Now I have to make another trip to the bathroom. Jon is already
hollering from downstairs to hurry up or I'll have to walk to school.

When Jon drove up to Connor and Ross's house, Ross ran out and jumped in
the front seat. "Where's Connor?" Jon asked.

"He wasn't feeling good," Ross explained. "He's got the shits real bad." He
then looked back and winked at me. I turned and looked out the window
wondering why he had winked.

Ross and Jon talked about the football game that night. Jon was concerned
about Connor being sick, but Ross assured him that he would be playing. I
was surprised when Ross turned around and asked me if I was ready for my
sleepover with Jeff. I couldn't remember mentioning it to him.

"I guess," I replied as I unconsciously took my gym bag with my clothes in
it and placed it in my lap.

"If he's lucky, he'll get his dick wet," Jon laughed. I started to respond,
but Ross looked back and slightly shook his head. He then diverted Jon's
attention from my spending the night with Jeff by talking about a new
cheerleader on the squad.

"I wouldn't mind hitting that a few times," Jon replied excitedly.

"Debbie would like that," Ross said jokingly.

"What she don't know won't hurt her," Jon laughed.

Ross laughed and said, "Yeah, but what she does know might hurt you"

"Right," Jon replied. Just then, we pulled up to the front of the
school. When I got out, Ross opened the passenger door and climbed out.

"I'll get out here," he informed Jon as he closed the door. My brother
shrugged his shoulders and pulled off.

As I started walking up to the building, Ross grabbed my arm and stopped me
He looked around to make sure no one was nearby. "We gotta talk."

I looked at him suspiciously. "About what?"

Ross looked around again. "About what happened yesterday with my brother."

My eyes widened. "He told you?" I almost squealed.

"Shhhh," Ross grabbed my arm and led me into the school. "We can't talk
here." I followed him down the hall toward the gym. He entered the coach's
office and I watched as he talked to the football coach. The coach pointed
to a door and Ross nodded. He then motioned for me to enter. I sheepishly
entered, nodded at Coach Ruffin and then followed Ross into a workout
room. He turned on the lights and then went over and sat down on a bench.

I cautiously walked over and sat down beside him. "About yesterday," Ross
began, "Connor thinks he fucked up and made a big mistake."

"He told you what he did?" I asked incredulously.

"Yeah," he replied. "I'd told him to be careful, but he wouldn't listen." I
just sat and stared at him I didn't know how to respond. I wasn't sure just
how much Connor had told him.

As if he could read my mind, Ross said, "Listen, it's okay. I know Connor's
gay."

"He told you?"

Ross laughed. "He didn't exactly tell me. I caught him late one night
jacking off on that website you guys play around on."

"You know about that?" He laughed and shook his head.

"You got a big one." My face began to turn five different shades of red.

"It's okay," he laughed when he saw how embarrassed I was. "Connor and I
share a bedroom, like you and Jon. When I saw him camming that night, he
came out and told me he was gay and that he got off watching other guys on
cam. We've talked a lot since then. I'm cool with it."

"You are?"

"Yeah," he replied. "Connor's my brother. I love him."

"You don't care he's gay?"

He smiled warmly. "No more than I care that you're gay." He laughed. "You
are gay, aren't you?"

"Are you?" I wanted to be careful before I came out to him.

"No," he laughed. "I'm hopelessly straight." He laughed again when I
glanced down at his crotch.

"But you got a hard-on when we were playing games the other night."

He started laughing uproariously. He stopped, caught his breath and said,
"I get a hard-on if there's a breeze in the air." He reached down and
tugged at his shorts. "I get hard about every five minutes." He laughed
again. "Don't you?"

My face flushed again as I looked away. "Yeah, I guess."

"Hey," he said as he grabbed my arm. "You have a big dick. You've got
nothing to be ashamed of." It was the second time he had said something
about the size of my cock.

"You've seen me?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I guess," he replied. "Connor sits at the
computer and does his thing," he started laughing, "If you know what I
mean. I usually watch television and don't pay any attention to him."

"He jerks off on cam in front of you?" I couldn't believe how open Ross and
Connor were in front of each other.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, why not. All guys jerk off."

"But.." Ross interrupted me.

"Anyways," he continued, "He showed me this guy last week and told me he
thought it might be you."

"How did he know?"

"You gotta be more careful, Dude." He warned. I gave him a puzzled look.

"Why?"

"Connor said him and Jon came in your room last week when you were in the
bathroom," he explained. "When he looked at the computer screen, he said he
saw the chat room you guys jerk off on."

I remembered that night. I was afraid I had left my screen open when I
heard Jon and Connor upstairs. Connor was standing next to my desk when I
entered. There was nothing on the screen, so he must have minimized the
screen before Jon saw it.

"Yeah," I replied. My face reddened as I thought about what Ross had said
about watching Connor and remarking about the size of my cock. "So you've
watched us?"

"Naw," he replied. I let out a slight sigh. "He had me look at the screen
when he thought it was you. But cocks aren't my thing, so I really didn't
care."

I was becoming puzzled over our conversation. If he didn't care, then why
was he making a point of knowing I was camming with Connor. "Why are you
telling me all this?"

"Okay," he replied. "That's why I brought you back here so we could talk in
private." I nodded my head. "Connor doesn't want Jon finding out he's gay."

"So he's never told him?"

Ross started laughing. "Are you kidding? You know your brother." I nodded
my head.

"Anyways," he grabbed my arm. "He's afraid after what happened yesterday,
you'll tell Jon."

"I won't say anything," I promised. "I couldn't do that."

A relieved look appeared on Ross's face. "Good. I told Connor we could
trust you. He's not out and he doesn't plan to come out until after
college."

"Me, too," I replied.

Suddenly, I became puzzled once again. "What?" Ross asked when he noticed
my expression.

"But Connor talks about girls all the time," I said. "If he's gay, then why
does he date?"

"He has to," he responded. "Don't you understand?"

"Not really," I said. "I don't want to date"

"But Connor is popular at school." When he saw the sad expression on my
face, he apologized. "I didn't mean it the way it sounded. What I meant was
Connor is a star athlete. Girls are always surrounding him. He dates, but
he never does anything with them."

"So that's all bullshit in the car when he talks about fucking girls?"

Ross laughed. "Pretty much." I was thinking back to all the times he had
talked about getting laid on the weekend. He had been lying the whole time
so that Jon wouldn't find out the truth about him.

"But he's been with guys?" I asked. "The way he...." I stopped when I
realized I was going to tell Ross about his brother sucking my dick.

Ross laughed. "He's been with a few other football players on the team. No
one knows about it, though."

"Who?" I asked excitedly. Going to football games on Friday nights just
became more interesting if I knew that several of the players were gay.

"Nopes," he laughed. "I wouldn't out them, no more than I would out you to
them." He laughed again when I frowned.

"Ask Connor," he suggested. "Maybe he'll tell you, but I won't."

Just then, the bell rang for first period. We had both already missed our
homeroom and would have to go to the office to sign in late. He stood and
extended his hand to me, pulling me to my feet.

He looked at me and smiled. "I'm glad we had this talk. You and Connor are
both great guys. I wouldn't want to see either of you get hurt. Just don't
tell Jon, okay?"

"I won't," I assured him.

When we exited the room, the coach was gone. As we walked down the hall,
Ross reached out and stopped me. "One other thing," he grinned widely. "If
you and Connor do something, I don't want to know about it." He turned and
walked down the hall laughing.


My mind was mush the rest of the morning. Jeff was acting like a giddy
little girl in first period, but I tried to ignore him. I was still trying
to improve my grade from that report I failed.

It was difficult to concentrate, though. I still couldn't believe that
Connor was Indyboi91. We had actually jacked off together on cam. He even
sucked me! I wasn't sure how I felt about all that. When I first saw
Indyboi91 on cam, he was a mysterious guy. I joined to chat with him and
watch him jack off on screen. It was intended to be just some harmless fun.

But I actually knew him. That changed everything. I couldn't decide if it
was better to know that Connor was my mystery boy, or if it would have been
better that he remained a mystery. I really wasn't sure I could pull out my
dick anymore and show it to him on cam since he knew who ElmerFudd now was.

I was also confused by Ross's comment about doing something with
Connor. Sure, he had surprised me when I was confused and pulled down my
shorts and started sucking me before I even knew what was happening. I
think if he had told me first who he was and we talked about it, I'm not
sure I would have let it happen. After all, he is my brother's best
friend. He has been like unapproachable for years. He was a fantasy,
someone I could close my eyes and imagine having sex with. Now, I may
actually be able to have sex with him, and I'm more confused than ever.

Everything had happened so fast. He was trying to have sex with me before
Jon got back in the room. I can't even remember what his hard cock felt
like in my hand. I have just a vague image of his mouth wrapped around my
dick. It all seemed like a dream. I thought I would blink my eyes and I'd
be in my bed with an erection waiting to erupt into a wet dream.

But it did happen, and I'm scared. What if Connor asks me to have actual
sex with him? He's three years older than me. Ross said he has had sex with
other guys. I've only had sex with my hand. I wouldn't begin to know what
to do. I would never be able to suck his dick like he did mine. He has to
know I'm a virgin. Maybe he would understand.

And what if my brother finds out? What if we are careless? Things have to
be different now. I can't look at Connor anymore the same way I did. I saw
him cum! He saw me cum! He sucked my dick! How can we hide that from Jon?
Thank god Ross knows. At least we don't have to hide it from him.

Jeff seemed to skip beside me on the way to my second period. We don't have
the same teacher, but his room is next door to mine.

"Where were you this morning?" He asked as we walked down the hall. "I
waited by your locker, but you never showed."

"Sorry," I apologized, "but something came up and I got to school late."

He looked at me excitedly. "You brought the games though, right?"

"Yeah," I assured him. "I brought the games. But I don't know when we'll
get the time to play them since I've got to help you milk the friggin'
cows."

He threw his arm around my shoulder. "It won't be that bad. Besides, we'll
have a chance to be alone." I glanced quickly at him wondering what he
meant.

I was walking to third period by myself when someone walked up beside me
and threw his arm around my shoulder. I looked up into the beaming face of
Connor. "Hey, Little Buddy. How's things?"

"Okay," I replied as I pulled away from his embrace. I knew that Connor
didn't think anything of it. I had seen him walking down the hall hundreds
of times with his arm around Jon. But I wasn't Jon. People would wonder why
Connor was talking to me.

He stopped me and looked worriedly into my face. "We're cool, right? Ross
said everything was alright."

"Yeah, I guess." I looked around to see if anyone was listening to us. I
leaned in and said softly. "It's just kind of weird, don't you think?"

He started laughing as we started to walk. "Weird, yeah, but in a good sort
of way." He looked over and stared into my eyes. "God, Woody, I've wanted
you for so long."

I stopped and looked up at him in disbelief. "Who? Me?"

He looked around and grabbed my arm. "Keep walking," he whispered.  As we
walked, he continued to talk. "You don't get it, do you?"

"Get what?"

He gave me like half a wink. "You're cute as fuck."

"Me?" I shrieked loudly.

"Shhhh," he said as he looked around again. "Listen, we can't talk about
this here. Like you know, I've got a game tonight. Can you cam tomorrow?"

I shook my head. "I'm spending the night at Jeff's."

"Right," he said. He looked at me and grinned. "Are you and him.."

"No!" I replied quickly as my face reddened. He started laughing. "You're
cute as hell when you get embarrassed."

Just then a teacher hollered out, "Get moving. The tardy bell rings in
thirty seconds."

"Shit," Connor muttered. "I gotta go. Sunday then?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I'll try."

"Cool," he exclaimed as we both started running to our classes.

Jeff was acting really goofy at lunch. Even Kate noticed it and gave me a
couple of weird looks. "We're going to have fun this weekend," he said
excitedly as he looked at me.

Kate raised an eyebrow. "What do you have planned? Any fun games?" I kicked
her under the table. "Ouch!" She hollered.

"I gotta milk cows," I told her.

I almost choked on my milk when Anna said, "You going to play with their
teats?"

I looked quickly over at Jeff. "Oh, right," he grinned. "Didn't I tell you
we don't have a milking machine?" Kate was roaring with laughter at the
astonished look on my face.

"You mean we have to pull on their utters?" I looked over as Anna let out a
loud burst of laughter.

"It's udders," she giggled. "Not utters."

I couldn't believe it when Kate muttered rather loudly, "He probably wants
you to pull on something else."

It took Jeff a couple of seconds to comprehend what she had said. "Yeah,"
he laughed. "Maybe that too." Kate's eyes flew open.

"What!"

I glanced at Jeff. "What!" I shrieked.

Jeff started giggling. "I'm just joking," he said as he looked at us. "It's
just a joke." Kate looked at me and wiggled her eyebrows.

Our conversation drifted back to the usual. Anna was obsessed over an
algebra test. Everyone knew she would ace it, but it didn't stop her from
her fretting about it.

When the bell rang, we got up from the table. As we walked away, Kate
leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You're going to get some this
weekend. I just know it." She giggled as she looked at Jeff who was a few
steps in front of us.

"Shut up," I replied. I looked at Jeff's back and wondered if I really
would.

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