Counting

Chapter 8

by Tux

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Hey guys it's Tux and I can't express the joy that I have that you all love reading my story. I wasn't really sure in the beginning but working with Andrew, he built my confidence and I wrote my story down. I'm so excited to keep writing the story and bringing you more emotional connection, drama, and victories for young AJ and Zack. After writing so far into the story, I've become very attached to AJ and Zack, more than I thought I was going to be able to, and I look forward to sharing the rest of his story with you.

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AJ

My mom, Zack, and I walked into my therapist's office. This is the last day of my everyday visits. Next week I'll go back to school, or Dr. Ford can say I'm not ready. As far as what I think, I don't care, honestly. I know I don't have to worry about those bullies anymore. But the other kids saw me. Saw me with cum on my face. Something tells me I'm in for a rough year. The tone goes off when we walk in and soon Dr. Ford is there greeting us, "Hello everyone, how's our little champ? Still wordless?"

"As far as I know," Mom says while giving me and Zack a look.

Zack lays a hand on my shoulder, and I give him a look. He's so handsome and strong. "Well, okay, let's get this over with," says Dr. Ford, waving me over, and with that, I head to the office with her hand on my shoulder. Then the door closes and I'm led to the same chair I've become familiar with. Dr. Ford sits across from me and puts her pad and pen in her lap.

"So, you've been here for seven straight days after the incident at school. AJ, you need to talk to me about it. Please tell me what happened."

My eyes shift out the window. Dr. Ford audibly sighs and says, "Okay, I didn't want to try this. I really wanted you to trust me enough to help you work through this. But if you don't want to talk to me, then let's see if you will talk to Zack."

I shake my head, and the look on my face is pleading with Dr. Ford. I even try to grab her hand as she walks by, but she opens the door and Zack is standing there ready to come in. "Welcome, Zack. It's so nice to meet you. Why don't you come and sit down on the couch?"

For the first time, I can't look at Zack. I've never been so scared in my life. "AJ, why don't you join Zack on the couch?" The doctor asks me, but I can't get my body to move, and I just shake my head.

"Please," says Zack's dreamy voice. Reluctantly, I get my feet under me and move to the couch opposite of my savior. I begin counting the stitches on the couch cushions when Zack reaches out and takes my hands. I stare at our hands in his lap and can't believe how warm and safe they feel.

"Please don't count. Just concentrate on me," he asks.

"What are you counting and why?" asks the doctor.

Without taking his eyes off me Zack answers while I blush, "You haven't noticed? He counts things when he gets upset or nervous. Here I'll show you, hmmm," Zack looks around the room and then smiles, "How many picture frames are there?"

I give Dr. Ford a quick glance and answer, "Nine."

"Pencils,"

I reluctantly answer, "Seven, four automatic and three yellow."

"Leaves on that plant in the corner?"

"Fifty-four," I answer, and reach out and put my hand over Zack's mouth.

He fights me a little and finally says, "Okay, okay, I understand." He giggles at my efforts.

"AJ, please tell Zack what happened at school." My face changes when I hear that question. I sit back on my butt and wish I could run to my corner.

"You're safe here with me. Can you look at me AJ?" Zack asks so softly.

I raise my head, side eye Dr. Ford, and whisper, "I can't tell you, Zack. I'm sorry. You'll think that I'm a bad boy and won't like me."

Zack hugs me and holds me tight while I cry on his shoulder. "Look, I'm not as smart as Dr. Ford, but even I know you didn't ask to be beat up and suck off that asshole, just like you didn't ask for your dad to rape you." Oh my God, he knows about me and my dad. How? "I love you. Nothing you can say will change that."

I push myself away from him and he lets me go. "How can you love me after the things I've done." Anger swells inside me and I shout out loud, scaring Zack, "They used me! They hurt me! I can't even have you touch me like I want without flinching!" My whole back snaps and I arch in pain, and as fast as it happens, it is over. I saw Zack looking towards the doctor, but she didn't see it. With complete exhaustion, I collapsed back on my side of the couch. I'm defeated, embarrassed, and ashamed. I shakily pull my knees up to cover my face and whisper, "I've done bad things. You can't love a bad boy."

The room went quiet except for the soft sounds of my sobs. Softly, Zack takes hold of my knees and pulls them away from my face. He leans in close and lifts my chin with his gentle touch. He watches me cry for a few seconds and then leans in for a kiss. It's warm and deep. My mind goes blank and fuzzy all at once. I put my hand on his shoulder to balance myself and he takes me into his arms, pulling me closer to him. His muscled chest holds me firm to him, and he rubs my back while his tongue finally pierces my lips and explores the inside of my mouth. Moans slip out of my mouth when he breaks the kiss and pulls his head back just far enough to touch his forehead to mine. He looks deep into my eyes and says, "I love you. I don't know how to prove it to you. Nothing that those assholes did to you changes that.They hurt you. They were bad, not you."

"AJ," begins Doc Ford, "You are a victim. You are a survivor. You have to stop blaming yourself."

Zack takes a tissue and first wipes my tears and nose, then wipes his tears. "AJ, I knew the first time I saw you in the backseat of that SUV that you were someone special to me. Ask Zeke, I've been a mess ever since I saw you that day. After I met you and heard you giggle at a dumb joke uncle told, I knew you were my soul mate. This will never change. Come on, I just kissed you in front of an adult. Doesn't that prove my love for you?" Suddenly, I realize that we did that, didn't we, and I blush with embarrassment. Zack gives my cheek a little touch and says, "I love it when you blush."

"Boys," says the doctor, and we both look at her. "This is sweet and I'm so glad you feel like you can open up like this, but AJ still has to tell us about that day in school. You need to get it out so others can help you through it. That way, you're not alone anymore. AJ, take a deep breath and take your time."

Taking my time, I decide to trust Zack and that he loves me. I began telling him what happened to me that stupid day. The punches I took, the swirlies; almost drowning in a toilet is so embarrassing, then the blowjob I gave. The only thing I can honestly remember after that is the beads bouncing and counting them to make sure I had all seventeen. I was a mess, for sure, but Zack held my hand as tight as he could. He let me cry and break down. My detail was great and I'm sure he'll have nightmares about it just like I do.

When I was done, we talked about it with the doctor, and before we left, I reminded Dr. Ford that she couldn't tell my mother about the kiss. She just laughed and said our secret is safe with her, but then added, "The way you two act... it's not much of a secret."

The car ride is nice. Me and Zack sat in the middle seat and held hands the whole way. When we were sure mom wasn't watching, we stole kisses from each other. Once we get to the house, I'm told to go up to my room and change into my riding clothes. Zack is sent home to do the same.

I come downstairs and mom meets me in the kitchen, and she's wearing her riding clothes too. "Are you having riding lessons with me today, mom?" I ask.

She sits down in a chair, takes off my cowboy hat, and takes hold of my head. "I... am... so... proud of you today. You are very brave to talk to Doctor Ford and Zack. I'm so happy, AJ. Out back, there is a surprise for you that Uncle Jack and I have been working on. I know your birthday is next weekend and we'll have a huge party with all your friends from school, but today's birthday gift is a week early and the most special. Are you ready for it?"

A surprise? For me? My heart is beating out of my chest. I've never had a surprise present before. We walk outside, and Mom picks me up and covers my eyes with my cowboy hat. I'm giggling because I'm so excited and bouncing in her arms. "Are you ready, AJ?" My mom asks the silly question.

Taking the hat away from my eyes, I see a small saddle on the wooden slat fence. It's four different shades of grey, and on the bottom left corner it has my name burnt into the leather- `AJ'. I run over to it and Uncle Jack picks me up and puts me on it. "This is so cool, Uncle Jack! Thanks Mom!"

"Unfortunately," Uncle Jack says, shaking his head in disappointment. "We don't own a horse that this rig fits on." I think over his words quickly and wonder why you would get me something for my birthday to fit a horse we don't own. I look at him and am about to ask when I see his head point to behind me. Behind me is Zack leading a small horse, and Zeke is riding his horse, leading Zack's horse.

"Is that mine!" I yell and almost fall off the saddle. Uncle catches me and carries me to the horse on his hip. "Is that pony all mine?!"

I reach out and pet the horse and get lost in his eyes. "It sure is and the best part is he will grow with you. So, you'll always have a horse your size."

I give Uncle Jack the biggest hug ever and say, "Thanks dad." and I slide off his hip and see Zack carrying my saddle to the horse. He hikes it up and heaves it onto the small horse. I'm jumping all over the place and see my mom staring at me like she's seen a ghost. I go hug Uncle again, and seeing his face, he seems shocked also, but he kneels down and hugs me tight. Did I say something wrong? No bad words, no secrets. What did I do?

Zack breaks my thoughts and says, "Come on little guy, let's get you on Stepper."

"Stepper? Is that his name? I love it!" I tell him and Zack to boost my step. I jump on the saddle and pull myself up. Zack fixes my feet parts to the length of my legs, then puts my cowboy boots in the saddle's foot holders. He runs to the other side and does the same.

Zeke jumps up to his foot holder and boosts himself up on his saddle. "Hey cowboy, are you ready to ride?" He rides close to me, leans over, and says, "Hey, sexy, let's go for a ride." Then he gives me a quick rundown on how to control a horse.

Uncle Jack

"Did he just..." The boy is just too excited to realize what he called me. He slips down my leg and over to the horse. I look at Alice and shake my head. She looks as shocked as I do. I am about to say I am sorry and didn't know he thought about me that way, but AJ grabs me in another hug, taking me off guard. I can see it in his eyes. He had no idea what he called me. I give him a smile and hope he doesn't remember.

The little scamp is jumping up and down, waiting for Zack to get his saddle. After a while, Zack mounts his horse, and the twins go through tips on how to ride a horse. Occasionally, AJ looks at us and waves.

"Dad, look," he yells as he turns the horse in a circle. That time, everyone heard, and as soon as his horse completes its turn, the look on his face is unmistakable--horror. He looks around at everyone and sees their shocked faces. Freaking out, he swings his leg over the saddle and falls to the ground and lands on his butt, hard. His cowboy hat falls off, and before I get there, he takes off running up to the house.

Zack is off his horse and running after him. Alice and I lock eyes for a second before she says, "Sorry," and runs off after Zack and AJ.

Zack

Damn, that little guy is fast. By the time I get to his room, his door is shut and I knock. The door hasn't had a lock on it since the last time he had the shakes. While I knock on the door, Mrs. Docker is running up the stairs, "Get in there or I have to. He's not going to tell you to come in." I give her a nod and I head in.

"AJ, hey little guy."

"Don't call me that!" He yells at me and then goes back to crying into his pillow. "Why did I do that? Why did I call Uncle Jack that?"

I'm not sure what to say. I just rub his back, so he knows I'm there. "I'm sure Uncle didn't mind. I kind of think it's sweet."

He sits up and I wipe his eyes. His quivering bottom lip makes me feel so bad for him. "You guys don't even call him that," he whimpers, and I pull him into a full body hug. I love having his whole weight on my lap and chest. I rub his back while my shoulder doubles as a tissue.

"It's different for me and Zeke when it comes to Uncle Jack. Jack and my father were twins. So, at first, we used to make that mistake all the time, but we could see that every time we called him that, it reminded him of our father. After a while, Zeke and I just decided to work hard at not calling Jack dad or father." He leans back so he can look at me. I'm crying talking about my dad, and he wipes away my tears this time.

"Do you think Uncle Jack hates me for calling him dad?"

"Oh, little bro, I think he loved it. I think he's honored to have you call him that."

"Can you just hold me? I'm too embarrassed to see anybody right now."

"Well, we are going on a camping trip tomorrow and Zeke and I must get you comfortable with Stepper."

He lays his head on my shoulder and says, "Just for a little while, please."

"Okay, little bro. Just a little while." I could barely hear Mrs. Docker quietly going down the stairs.

Zack

Next Morning

AJ didn't sleep well. It was either the excitement or feeling bad for calling Uncle `dad'. When I woke up just before sunrise, I normally had my left hand around AJ's chest. This morning, however, it was inside his underwear, like all of my hand. My first thought was that I had done this in my sleep, but AJ had a death grip on my hand, holding it down there. My hand is gently cupping AJ's balls. His dick rested as hard as a steel rod in between my fingers. I wiggle my hand a little, trying to get it from under the waist band of his green boxers, but all it does is make him harder. He moans softly and squirms a little. God, I want this and so much more, but not like this. "AJ, AJ, wake up, little bro."

AJ's hand lets go of mine and rubs his eye. I pull my hand back from inside his underwear. He rolls over and looks into my eyes, and his emeralds smile at me. "Morning, boyfriend."

I look at him questioningly, "Is that what we are?" I ask him with a goofy grin.

He blushes and says, as he goes in for a kiss, "I want us to be."

The kiss is short, I think my morning breath is too much for him because he pushes me back and sticks his tongue at me. I fake hurt feelings and pull him up on my chest. He swings his leg over me and rides me just in front of my dick. Every third bounce or so, my dick goes in his crack, and I squeak a little. "You're not as much fun as riding Stepper," he jokes with me.

"Oh, you're funny. You're about to get a surprise up your keester," I pulled him back on the bed and tickled him a little.

"Zack, why are you so much bigger than me?"

Getting out of bed, I look down to see my dick sticking out of my boxers, and AJ is as close as he can be while lying on his stomach. I put it back in and smiled, a little embarrassed. "Oh, it's okay for you to look at me, huh?"

He swings his legs and kicks his butt a few times and says, with a smile, "I've seen it before, remember? Of course, last time I saw it, it was leaking that white stuff... coom."

I laugh at him and mess up his bed head and correct him, "It's called cum, AJ." He nods his head and gives it some thought, then reaches for my dick. "Oh no, little bro. Get up and get dressed or Uncle will whip us both," and he returns my grin as I begin to get dressed.

We each race down the stairs to the bathroom with our jeans in hand. I get there first, and AJ slips in behind me and shuts the door. Before I know it, his dick is out and he's peeing along with me. "I want to try again."

"Try what? Kissing? We kiss every chance we get."

"I like kissing. No, I mean I want you to try touching me."

"Oh, well AJ..." I begin to tell him as I shake my dick clean. "...It has to be a moment. I don't just want to play with you. I want to make you moan," I say devilishly to him.

His giggles are music to my ears, "It doesn't take much to make me moan."

I ball shot him with a little tap and said, "Put your pants on, you bull stud."

We come down the stairs, me smacking his tight little butt and him holding his hat on as he hurries. Mrs. Docker already has our plates on the bar, and we hop on the bar stools. Shoveling in our breakfast, Mrs. Docker only warns us once not to choke and then lets us eat away. Before we leave, she gives me a backpack with AJ's clothes and his sleeping bag. She gives us both a kiss. I've never told anyone this, but it's been nice having a mom kiss me again. I give her a smile and push AJ out the door.

"Zack," Mrs. Dockers stops me, and she hands me a small black box with a white and red plus sign on it. "This is important, Zack. Make sure you tell your uncle. One shot, in the butt cheek, if he begins to have an episode."

"How will I know Mrs. Docker?"

She just smiles at me and says, "Because you'll be scared, and AJ will need your help. He'll be shaking and maybe drooling or foaming at the mouth. He won't be able to tell you anything, you'll just have to act. The shot will give you an extra couple of hours to get him back here, so we can get an ambulance here to save him. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, I understand."

AJ

I'm running down the dirt driveway, and I'm so excited I don't realize I'm alone. All the studs are in the pasture. Uncle Jack and Zeke are on their horses. Zack and my horses are tied to the gate ready for riding. I stop just shy of Stepper, so not to scare him. I tell him, "Hey Buddy, good morning," while I pet him and give him a sugar cube I took from breakfast.

Zack comes running to catch up and climbs the fence and attaches my backpack to the straps on the back of my saddle. I climb up the fence next to him and give him my sleeping bag. He ties it too and then helps me into the saddle. "You going to tie me down too?" I say, smirking.

He side-eyes me and smiles, "I'd like to," and he pats my leg. "Just remember, I'll be right by you as we ride. Kick to start, reins to the left to turn left, to the right to turn right, and just pull back and say `whoa'. Try not to hold onto the horn. It throws you off the horse's rhythm and will hurt your little boy parts."

"Hey! They're not little," I disagree.

"I know," Zack says, patting my crotch.

I smile and watch Zack put one of my emergency syringe kits in his saddle bags. I watch his butt as he swings his leg over his saddle and then we're off. Uncle and the twins do all the work, and I just hang out at the back of the herd trying to concentrate on holding on to the reins. We've got all fifty head of cattle and are moving at a pretty good clip, but not too fast. Then I began to get that feeling that every boy gets a few hours after he wakes up. "Zack, Zack! I have to pee."

Zack pulls his horse next to mine and says, "You can't hold it?" And I shake my head and I try to pinch my dick through my jeans. "Okay, well do you think you can catch up?"

"I'll never be able to get back into the saddle without help," I just stated.

"Okay, stop your horse," and I pull back on my reins. "Now, get on your knees and face the side." I looked a little puzzled, but did so. "Now, pull down your pants and pee." "I'll fall," I say with a little quiver in my voice.

"I've got you, little bro. Hurry and pee."

I felt Zack's hand gripping my shirt. I pull down my pants to my knees and hold my penis out. It takes a few seconds, I'm a little nervous, but having Zack hold on to me helps. Finally, the stream begins. I felt so good, I thought I was going to burst.

"The view looks pretty good back here." I didn't even think of that. Zack is inches from my bare butt.

"Hey Zack! That's embarrassing. Don't look," I begged him as I put my free hand on my butt, to cover it as much as I could.

"You're fine. I'm just teasing. You done?"

Pulling up my pants, "Yeah, just a second. I think I pee'd on Stepper."

Zacks laughs at me and pulls my shirt down over my now covered butt. "You can wash him off once we get to the swimming hole." After a few minutes, Zack and I catch up to the studs.

We get to the grazing area, and we group up. Uncle looks over the studs and then addresses us, "Here is what we're doing to do, twins - set up the camp site and AJ and I will watch the herd. When you boys are done with the site set-up, all you boys can go swimming."

The twins seem pretty happy about the plans and head to a clearing near the small lake by the trees. I don't think Mom packed me a swimsuit. I ride over to see Uncle and after calling him Dad, this isn't easy for me. "Uncle," I sheepishly say, "I don't have a swimsuit."

He gives me a smile and takes off his ball cap and wipes his forehead. "Don't worry, the boys skinny dip. Didn't Zack tell you?"

"You mean I have to be naked?"

Uncle Jack's face softens, and it's almost like he can feel how nervous I am. "Well, if you are worried about me, little one, don't be. The twins are always naked around me, and I'm sure you're going to fit right in. I'll be all the way over here watching the studs, anyway. You don't have to be embarrassed."

"About what I called you earlier..." the words get catch in my throat and I stare at my saddle horn. My eyes shift to the stitching, and I begin to count it. Then before I know it, I'm being lifted in the air and Uncle puts me in between him and his saddle's horn. "Whoa!"

"Hold on little one, let's go get that stud from the fence line." Uncle gives his horse a little kick, and his horse takes off. His left hand holds me tight to his strong chest, and we are rocking with the rhythm of the horse. By getting in front of the stud, we make it turn and head back to the herd. Then we walk it back to make sure it stays. "Listen AJ," he says as he holds me close. "I told you; you can call me whatever feels most comfortable."

"You looked like I hurt your feelings."

"You didn't. I just wasn't expecting it that's all. I'm honored if you call me dad, but only if you feel comfortable." He hugs me with both arms, and I lay my head on his chest to look at his face. He had tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I don't know what I want to call you and I'm not sure why I called you Dad. If it's okay, I'll just call you Uncle Jack for now."

He hugs me a little tighter and then tells me, "I think that is just fine. Now, call your horse to you."

"Stepper, here, Stepper!" I was so excited when I saw Stepper heading my way. "Look uncle! Here Stepper, good horse."

"That's the making of a good cowboy, AJ. The connection between you and your horse is special. Here give him this," and Uncle hands me a sugar cube. I give Stepper the cube and Uncle picks me up and sets me on my saddle. "Here you go, young man, and you and I are good, right?" I give him a nod and he smiles. "Okay, good, you watch the other side and if you see a stud break from the herd, just do what we just did. If you can't get him blow this whistle," and he puts a string with a whistle around my neck.

Uncle and I didn't have much trouble with the studs, and then I heard the twins yelling and shouting. Looking that way, I can see them, naked, running into the swimming hole. I turn to Uncle Jack, and he looks at me and nods. So, I turn Stepper and head that direction.

When I get to the beach, it's a nice swimming hole, I suppose. There is a rope on a huge tree limb that stretches out over the small lake. That looks like a lot of fun. I slip off my horse and tie it to a small hitching post that is there for horses. I take a towel out of my saddle bags and wet it in the water as I watch the twins play in the water. Getting back to Stepper, I washed his side and that side of the saddle just in case I pee'd on it also. The twins started inviting me in. So, I hung the towel on the hitching post. I took off everything but my boxers, and I'm not sure what I should do. I mean, they are naked, and I'd be embarrassed if I was in my boxers, but I'm also embarrassed to be naked.

"AJ, you can cover it with your hand if you don't want us to see your huge, little boy cock!" Shouts Zeke. Zack splashes him in the face for saying it and I laugh.

With a cheeky grin, I dropped my boxers and ran into the water as fast as I could. The water explodes with each of my steps as I run into Zack's arms. Hanging on his neck, I give Zack a kiss.

"Hey, you're naked?" Zack says with a teasing smile, warning me of what's coming.

The tickle fest hits me, and I bob up and down in the water as Zack's hands are up and down my body, with the occasional rub across my boy parts to make me squeal. The tickle torture I love is broken up when Zeke dunks Zack and I jump on Zeke, but he catches me and hoists me over his shoulder, pulling my bare butt out of the water. He spins me around and Zack spanks my butt. My squirming shakes me loose and I get dropped. Then Zack jumps on Zeke and he goes under. I let the twins play back and forth, looking for my spot to jump in, but they played rough. Looking at the rope above me, I think, `I know what I want to try.'

End of Counting - Chapter 8 - Tux

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