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Chapter 2, the next day

 

It's morning before I know it and I feel Luke moving around getting his clothes on to do chores before school. I go ahead and get up too and start getting dressed. As I'm tying my boots Pauly finally starts moving around. Matt and Mark are long gone to start plowing the bottoms by the creek for planting. This will probably be Matt's last year planting for daddy, he'll be 18 in a couple of days. He is betrothed to marry Becky Lewis in June. He spends most his afternoons working on the cabin they aim to live in. Us younger kids get our chores done right before momma calls us to breakfast. Daddy left this morning for Smokemont. He's working a couple of weeks for Champion, cutting trees for the lumber company.

Me and Luke don't talk about our episode last night, it's like it never happened. We gather the others together and start to school. There's Luke, me, Pauly and our sisters Melissa and Abby. The two older girls Mary and Esther are helping momma with some chores around the house. On down the trail, we meet up with Abe and Ronnie. Luke nudges me in the side but I ignore him. Ronnie and Pauly run ahead and the girls follow. Me and Luke and Abe take our time. Luke says "Johnny was telling me y'all got a fort." Abe shot me a mean look, that was supposed to be our secret.

"Yeah, it's really just a bunch of old branches pushed up in a circle, nothing much to it" he said.

"I sure would like to see it, I mean if you don't care, maybe after school" Luke said.

"Ok, I guess..." Abe's eyes were burning holes through me. Luke started laughing. "I'm just funning you, Abe, I got my own friends to spend private time with, I'm not going to bother y'all."

Abe looked relieved but I could tell he was still kind of mad at me. He'd get over it, we never stayed mad at each other for long. Luke's private time friend these days was usually Margie Hannah, though her folks watched her like a hawk so it wasn't really private; just sitting under a shade tree in the front yard and stealing a kiss now and then when nobody was looking. That's why a lot of nights he'd come home and beat off, sometimes twice. I felt like, in a way, me and Abe had a better arrangement. Neither of us really cared much about the split-tailed variety and two boys going off in the woods together was fine. Nobody thought much about it. If they only knew.

The weather took a turn over the last few days and it was right warm; enough that we opened the windows. Miss McCurrie knew that meant her teaching time was about done till fall as all of us would soon be helping out on the farms. Still, we had a few weeks left, everybody would be waiting on that cold snap that always came around Easter. So, we joined in on the spelling bee, then did our math problems and after that, had a break to eat lunch. I met up with Abe by the creek behind the school. We had stashed a jar of milk in the creek to keep it cold. I pulled out my poke with the cheese and cured ham and started whittling on it with my pocketknife. Abe had brought some wheat bread from home so we made makeshift sandwiches. We chewed in silence for a few minutes, then Abe said "that was supposed to be just our secret". He sounded more sad than mad.

"It's just Luke" I say "he likes to do that stuff too. He won't say nothin'."

"How do you know?"

"He showed me some new stuff last night" I say with a twinkle in my eye.

"Oh yeah? What kind of stuff?" he was sounding happier now.

"I'll show you later if we can get rid of Ronnie."

"Ronnie is going to Davey's place to help put up some canning jars so he won't be going our way" he said.

"Shoot, then we'll have even more time" I say.

The rest of the day seems to crawl by. We each take our turn standing in front of the class and reading out loud. Then lessons on handwriting. Finally, Miss McCurrie says class dismissed. We empty out that schoolhouse in no time flat. Abe checks on Ronnie to make sure he's still going to Davey's, and once that's settled, we start on our way. Abe is more than ready to find out what new stuff I've learned and we get way ahead of the older kids. When we get to the place where our fort is, we look around and make sure nobody sees up cut off into the woods, then each of us go to it a different way. We're more prepared today; since we're having this warm snap, all we have to get off is our overalls and Henley shirts. No underclothes this time. We step out of them before crawling into the fort, Abe first, then I follow his lead.

I crawl in and go straight up between his splayed legs and look him in the face and say "now don't go having a fit" as I bend my head down and lick the end of his rock-hard peter. He jumps back and pushes my head away saying "that's nasty!"

"No, it's not" I say "it just tastes like when you're chewing a fingernail or something."

"But that's where pee comes out" he whines.

"It gets rubbed off on your clothes" I say, trying to convince him it's okay.

I lean back in, but this time I open up and take the whole first couple of inches, and close down and use my lips to push his skin back off the ultra-sensitive head. He grabs my head again, but instead of trying to push me off he is trying to push more of his dick into me. I start bobbing up and down like Luke showed me, and Abe lets out a big groaning noise. He ain't gonna last long on his first sucking. I push back down hard to see if I can swallow the head end down my throat but I jerk back up when I hear what sounds like a twig snap outside. I wait a minute, but I don't hear any more noises so I guess it's just a deer or bear. I go back to my sucking and this time something in my throat feels like it just releases and all of a sudden, my nose it pressed into Abe's sparse dick hairs. I stay there for a minute and start back up.

"Oh my gosh!" he gasps, "do that again!"

I go up and down on it about five more times and he is panting for air. I can see his balls are pulled up right next to the bottom of his peter. I put the head in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it while pulling on it with my thumb and two fingers. He starts squirming and I increase my speed until I feel his legs point out and stiffen and his toes start curling. I feel a blast of liquid fire off into my mouth and Abe pushes me away; he's too sensitive now. I'm still catching my breath when I hear footsteps outside again.

"Who's out there!" I yell. The footsteps run away. By the time we get our clothes back on whoever it was is gone. We get out and head toward our houses.

"Think that was Luke?" Abe asks.

"Luke went with Margie" I say, "maybe Ronnie changed his plans?"

"Whoever it is will prob'ly come back around" Abe says "maybe we can trap `em."

"Good idea." I say

We split off and I head for the house. Momma is out in yard feeding the chickens and I ask if Luke has come home yet. She says "now you know he off pining over that Margie." So, the mysterious footsteps wasn't Luke. I kept wondering who else it would be coming round our holler.

Meanwhile Abe sidetracks to Ronnie's house and asks his daddy if Ronnie is home. Ronnie's dad says "I thought you knew he was going to Davey's this evening". Abe tells him he forgot and heads toward home.

We both fall asleep that night wondering who the person in the woods was.

Everything was normal for a few days, just chores and school. We stayed away from the fort; we kind of quietly agreed that until we found out who that was in the woods, we would steer clear for a while.

On the weekend daddy came back in from the logging camp. We were all happy to see him. Daddy asked if any of us had been over to meet the new neighbors. We told him we didn't know there was any new neighbors. He said they moved in to an old abandoned house over the ridge and was fixing it up and making it bigger.

"Which ridge?" I asked.

"Old Jessup Ridge" he said.

I sat thinking, you could get to Jessup Ridge by going past where our fort is through the woods and cross the branch on an old log bridge. On the other side of the ridge was Jessup's Holler where Jed Ferguson's old cabin was. That must be the one daddy was talking about.

"Daddy, do they have any young'uns?"

"Yeah, looked like a couple of boys and and three girls, one of the boys might a been your age" he said. He turned to momma and said "honey, you ought to take them a welcome present, maybe some preserves or something."

"Yeah momma, I'll help you carry stuff. I want to meet the new kids" I say.

"I got a better ideer" she said "I don't have time to go climbing ridges today. Why don't you kids take some canned stuff over there?"

She packed a basket, and me, Pauly, Melissa and Abby take off for Jessup Ridge. Topping the ridge, we can see the top of the house below us but the trail switches back and forth so it's still a good walk. When we get close to the house I holler out "Hello in the house!" to let them know we're coming. A boy comes around the house who looks to be about Pauly's age.

"Your ma or pa here?" I ask.

"Maaaa!" he yells, "there's some kids out here!"

"Well, hey y'all" a pretty dark-haired lady says, coming out of the house. "Who might y'all be?"

"I reckon we're your neighbors" I say, "I'm Johnny, and this is Pauly, Melissa and Abby" as I point to each one in turn. "My momma told us to bring y'all this basket to welcome you, but she said when you get done, please bring her basket back, ma'am."

"Oh my, thank y'all, this stuff looks great! Here comes the rest of the brood now" she said as a tall blonde man and a couple of boys come round the bend. She says her husband is Elijah Moore and the boys are Donny, who looks about Luke's age and the best-looking boy I've ever seen is right behind him. He looks my age and she says his name is Daniel. Daniel is barefoot and appears to only have on overalls, no shirt. He's about my height and has almost white blond hair and the bluest eyes I ever seen. My heart is beating out of my chest.

"We better get back home" I say, feeling the front of my overalls against the swelled head of my peter, "momma will be looking for us."

"Hey!" Daniel yells, "can you show us how to get to the schoolhouse in the morning? We can meet up on the trail by that hideout."

I feel the blood drain out of my face and I turn around and stutter "oh uh okay." He must have been the footsteps I heard. I wondered if he knew what was going on in the fort that day. By the time we get home and have supper it's time for bed.

 

Lambodara 8/24/20

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