Chapter 14C – Meeting of the Minds

Written by Charles Well <charles.well@yandex.com> and Sarge AKA Aldric <pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com> and Nick <newnick1@yahoo.com>

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The original Kids of Indian Spring (KOIS) story by Jonas Henley can be found here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/kids-of-indian-spring/

and if you wish to read Jonas Henley's account of the 1968 Mackey Choosing Ceremony, look here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/mackey-tails/

Also see map.pdf and Springer Families.pdf in the Sandy Jacobs folder on Nifty. There is also an extensive family tree of the Mackey family available in this folder as well.


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Wednesday April 10, 1996 - The Junior Council Clubhouse – 5:30pm

The meeting didn't start until 6, but Sandy was a bit nervous so he had left home early. He was surprised to see Raymond heading into the clubhouse and he waved.

"I didn't expect to see you here," said Sandy.

"Tradition requires me to open the meeting and turn the gavel over to Jason. Then I'm done."

As the boys walked in the meeting room Jason was straightening the chairs around the table. "Hi guys. I'm just trying to make it look good for our first meeting. Sandy, grab a seat and let's talk a minute before the crowd arrives."

Raymond fiddled with his papers at the head of the table, as Sandy pulled out a chair and sat down. Jason sat next to him and said in a very serious tone,

"I'm going to present your idea to shorten the bottoms terms tonight and I want you to let me do the talking. I'm not trying to steal your credit or anything like that. But you're one of the new guys on the Council and you're also the youngest. I believe we'll get a better reception if I present the change. You'll be right next to me to back me up or correct me if need be, but let me do most of the talking. Same with the "ownership" idea. Are you okay with that?"

Sandy was torn between disappointment and relief. He had been rehearsing his presentation and considered himself a good speaker, but he was also nervous. He decided to trust Jason's judgment. "That's fine with me."

"Good man. You just sit back and watch how the others react and you can jump in if you need to." Jason ended the conversation abruptly as the door opened and Hayden Mackey and James Cormack walked in. Jason got up to greet the new arrivals and Sandy followed.

"Welcome guys," said Jason as he extended his hand first to James and then to Hayden. "Good to see you both here."

Sandy shook hands with both boys as well. He got a big grin from Hayden. "I'm real happy to see you here Jacobs. Now I'm not the youngest in the room," he said with a laugh.

"I'm glad you're here too Sandy," added James. "But I'm glad because I think you'll make a good Council member."

The next to arrive was 17-year-old Hank Mackey.

The new Council President had been a little disappointed when Hank won his old seat in the Kinset election. While he was basically okay, he had a tendency to show off and argue points just to make himself look important. At least that's what Jason thought. Hopefully they could develop a better working relationship this year.

The next group to arrive was Paul Hardin accompanied by Bert, Ernie and Billy Mackey. They nodded politely as they joined the table, but Sandy knew they were the opposition. These boys were all older deep Mackeys and Sandy had no doubt that they carried a grudge because he defeated Tim.

The last to arrive was Joe Mackey, Raymond's younger brother. He was a strong supporter of the Mackey traditions, but he was also a thinker. Sandy believed Joe would support change if it were for the better.

As Sandy looked at Paul and his friends, he realized Jason had been right about presenting the ideas. Any proposal he made would probably not have a chance with those guys. Everyone found a seat and Raymond stood at the head of the table. He gestured for quiet and all eyes were on him. "I'd like to welcome you all to the last Council meeting I will open," he said as he banged a small gavel on the table. "Let the meeting come to order. For the first order of business I'd like to introduce your new President, Jason Mackey, and turn the gavel and this meeting over to him." With that Raymond handed the gavel to Jason and those around the table gave a polite round of applause. Raymond then took a seat at the back of the room to observe the proceedings.

"It's time to get down to work boys," said Jason. "We all know this year's Choosing is coming up and we have to get the list ready, but before we start on that I'd like to throw out a couple of changes I'd like to see made. At this moment we have 29 potential kids on the list. Now that will go down as exemptions are granted, but we're still going to have a large group. Since we have so many, I propose we select 5 bottoms. Anyone have a problem with that?"

"I think it's a great idea," said Paul Hardin. Bert, Ernie and Billy nodded in agreement.

"With five new bottoms the public fucking will be one hell of a show," chuckled Billy. "My boys will love it." Everyone at the table laughed at that remark.

"Why so many?" questioned Hank.

"Because we can," answered Jason. "Think of how many choices you'll have if you wanna get laid. We'll probably have them spread around to all different areas too, so nobody will have to travel to far. Unless they want to," he added as an after-thought.

That made everyone laugh.

"I guess that makes sense," responded Hank after everyone settled down.

"Alright then. If there are no objections that's settled."

Sandy was watching Jason and thinking about how he was handling things. He was getting the meeting on his side by starting with something they would probably all want. He wondered if the others would have been as agreeable if he had made the proposal.

"Next item I want to talk about is shortening the bottoms length of service. I propose we reduce the time a bottom serves to 18 months. Any discussion?" asked Jason.

The first to speak was Hayden. With a look of confusion on his face he asked hesitantly," Why do we want to do that? I thought we were all about preserving the Choosing traditions." Hayden's family were strong supporters of Mackey customs.

"We won't be hurting the tradition, as a matter of fact we'll be moving it back closer to its original idea. If you remember the first bottoms only served one year."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," responded Hayden. "But why are we doing this?"

"Well, when you're 12 years old, a 3-year service seems like forever. We are already asking these kids to perform a community service that nobody really wants to do and I don't want to make it any harder on them then it has to be. I want bottoms that are willing to serve. The better attitude they have the better fuck they'll give. And, last but not least, we don't need `em for 3 years. Last year we only had 3 kids over 15 and a half that used our bottoms."

"With the age restrictions we have, would those 3 older kids have been able to fuck if we only had 18-month bottoms?" asked Paul Hardin.

"Yes. We always have some kids that are 12 years and 6 or 7 months when they're bottomed. They would cover it."

"But there is a chance then that there could be a problem?" asked Paul.

"There could be," answered Jason. "If all the new bottoms had just turned twelve, we would have trouble serving the older kids. I don't think that's going to happen though."

"You don't think it's going to happen, but it could. I don't think I could support something that might create problems on down the road," said Hank Mackey.

"He has a point there. We need to be sure anybody that wants to use a bottom can," added Paul.

Sandy's mind was racing. "Shit," he thought. This is the most important change and they're turning against it.

"I have an idea," he said. "Since we're going to have 5 bottoms how about if the two kids with the most votes serve a 2-year term. That will cover any older boys who want to use them."

"That sounds good to me," Hank replied.

"How about you Paul?" asked Jason. "Does that idea take care of your concerns?"

"It does," he answered.

"Hayden. What do you say?" asked Jason as he continued around the table.

"I say yes. It's a good idea."

"Billy, do you approve?"

"Sure. I'll vote for that."

"And Bert. What do you say?"

"Well I'm still thinking about the public fucking with 5 bottoms. Hell, we could have a double fuck race to see who cums first. It'll be one hell of a show," said Bert excitedly. The whole table broke up laughing.

"Well I'm glad you like that change but what about the length of service?" asked Jason. "Will you support having 2 boys serve a 2-year term?"

"Yeah, sure. I say yes on that."

"Good. Then the reduced service times will go into effect at this year's ceremony. Next item I want to throw out is ownership. It hasn't been used a lot in recent years, but with the possibility of new families moving in, I thought we should discuss it. What do you guys feel about Mackeys claiming ownership? I mean that old rule about the first guy to fuck another kid can claim long term rights of access. Those on the Council last year will recall that Cal Brewer made that claim for Kelley Tucker. We all know how that turned out."

The table was silent for a moment and then Bert threw out, "I think it's fun for the owner!"

A couple of snickers were heard, but no one added anything, so Jason continued. "I was asked, `How does ownership benefit the community.' I couldn't answer it. So, I'm asking you guys. Why do we have ownership? In my view it always led to more problems than it solved."

"I heard that they made that rule to keep the young kids from letting the older ones fuck them, so we'd have nice tight virgin holes at The Choosing," said Hayden.

"I never heard that, but it does make sense," added Paul as Billy and Bert nodded in agreement.

"As far as I know," Jason said," I don't think we've had any problems with tight holes at choosing time. Most all the 12-year-old's are virgins. Even if they're not, I'm not sure if it's any of our business if 2 kids want to fuck or give blow jobs. The way it is now, I think we have some older boys trying to trap younger ones, so they can own their ass or mouth. That never seemed right to me. I'm also worried about boys trying to trap newcomers who don't know the score, and then make a claim. The rule only applies to fucking within the extended family, so Near Springers aren't involved. But I've heard rumors that some old Mackey families might move back here now that land title is guaranteed. Still we really need to think about keeping things quiet and private with new kids around. We don't need new Mackeys bitching about being tricked into something."

"I agree with that. Keeping things private might get a little harder this year if any new Mackey families do move in," added Paul.

"The only reason I can see for ownership is punishment," said Billy. "It's payback for someone that you did a serious wrong to." Most of the table nodded in agreement.

"Then why don't we make it that?" suggested Jason. "Ownership can no longer be claimed as a right and will only be a punishment imposed by order of the President after a vote from the full Council. What do you guys think of that?"

"Should we say what crimes it can be used for?" asked Hank.

"I wouldn't do that," said Paul. "Leaving it vague gives us more freedom. We don't know what's going to come up, or where we might want to use it."

"Good point," said Hank.

"Okay then. Do we agree to remove ownership as a right, but keep it as a possible punishment?" asked Jason. "Anyone disagree?" The table was silent. "Good, then that's done."

Sandy was feeling good inside. He didn't get things exactly like he wanted, but he saw some progress. Something was better than nothing.

"Next, we need a system for explaining to kids in new Mackey families about their rights and obligations to the community," Jason added. "At present, kids learn about these things from general community knowledge. Most Mackey families have been here forever. But if new ones move in, it's only fair they are told our expectations. Perhaps a job for our Special Rep? Sandy, would you work with me on that task?"

"Okay," the 13-year-old responded. Jason hadn't mentioned this before, but Sandy knew the way to build his influence was to be seen doing things. So he was happy enough with the assignment, but he added, "You'll have to tell me who to visit though."

"No problem. I'll get all that information from the Adult Council," answered Jason. "Then you and I will work out what needs to happen. A lot depends on the age and sex of the kids."

"I gotta say, I'm impressed with our progress so far," said James Cormack with a smile. "We are getting a lot done here."

"When you have a good team you get things done," Paul threw in.

"I guess that must be it," Jason said as he studied his notes. "The next item is a new piece of information. Most of you here know David Mackey, Darrel's little brother. Last year, just before The Choosing, David was granted an emergency medical exemption. Over the past year his problems have been worked out and I am making that exemption permanent. He is now living in Coolspring with relatives and I will deliver the news to him later in the week. David Mackey is now a member of the Mackey Brotherhood and has all the rights, responsibilities and privileges of a Mackey. So, if you see David around, welcome him to the fold."

"Wait, don't we get to vote on this?" asked Hank.

"No, you don't," responded Jason. "As I said, this is just for your information. With the emergency exemption in place, all it takes is my signature to make it permanent." Jason found Hank's questions annoying, but he didn't want to argue too much with this swing voter that he may need in the future.

"Oh," said Hank. "I didn't know that."

"It's alright," Jason replied. "We're all learning as we go here. Now, that takes care of all the business I have. Do any of you guys have anything you want to discuss?"

Everyone looked at one another, but the table was silent. "I would like to meet again at the end of the month and get started on the list. We have to give folks time to get all the exemptions in and then we'll do our part. I would really like to have things completed by mid-June. Last year some parents complained when the list was late. They felt we were interfering with their summer plans and I'd like to avoid that this year. So, if there is nothing else, I call this meeting adjourned," said Jason as he tapped the gavel on the table. "Thanks for coming everyone. Paul and Sandy, I'd like to see you two for a minute if I could."

Raymond came forward from his observation seat in the back and was shaking hands with the boys as they exited. Paul and Sandy looked at one another not sure what was coming. When the other Council members had left the room, Raymond joined Jason, Paul and Sandy at the table and addressed the group.

"Gentlemen, I am officially out of this group now, but I have something I want to say. This will be Jason's first time at being in charge of The Choosing and he's going to need all the help he can get to be successful. I look at you two," he said, gesturing at Paul and Sandy," as leaders on this Council and you both can be a big part of making sure everything goes well. Last year there was an incident involving you both that could have been very embarrassing. We don't want a repeat of that this year. Whatever problems you two have between you need to be put aside now. Do you both understand?"

Sandy and Paul both had the expressions of 10-year-olds who had been severely and justly scolded by a parent. They both nodded silently as they knew exactly what Raymond meant. Neither boy was proud of the moment the bad blood between them almost ended in a fight.

"Good," said Raymond. "I saw a strong Council here tonight and I'm sure you're capable of putting on a Choosing that will make us all proud. Good Luck to all three of you and remember you can call if you need me." Then Raymond left the room.

"I'd like to start a little planning now that involves both of you," said Jason. "Are you planning on having you're pre-choosing sleepover again this year Mr. Jacobs?"

"I hadn't really thought about it yet, but, yes. I think I will as it really helps the kids on the list get prepared," answered Sandy.

"I agree," said Jason. "It's a good idea that I'd like to see continue and I like to attend part of it this year and bring Paul with me if you don't mind."

"No, I wouldn't mind," replied Sandy. "It's nothing fancy, but you're both welcome to come."

"Paul, will you make yourself available for that? I think we might learn something or help Jacobs to develop this thing," said Jason.

"Sure," answered Paul, who was rather surprised at the request. He still thought of Jason and Sandy as the enemy and being part of their plans felt strange. He liked being included however.

"Good. I'll let you both know as soon as we get a date for the next meeting. I want to add that everything Raymond said is true. This Choosing is very important to me and I really appreciate your support. I couldn't do it alone." The three boys shook hands and headed out. Each one was reviewing the meeting in their head and all three had similar feelings. This might just be a good year to be on the Council.


Saturday April 13, 1996 – Tanner Mackey's Home

Cooper admired his paint job on the rock. He was proud of his work. Now the only thing left to do was to cover it in clear varnish to protect the paint. The varnish he needed was in the shed, but the closed doors told him Tanner was taking care of some kid. So Cooper was sitting on the porch waiting. The laughter he heard coming from the shed was a good sign. He was hoping they were nearly done. Just then, the shed doors opened and Tanner emerged followed by Tolley Mackey. The boys were laughing and throwing a rag back and forth at one another.

"What's so funny?" asked Cooper as they got closer.

"He just spewed his jizz all over my ass," said Tanner with a smile. "The boy doesn't even know when he's cumming."

"It was an accident," said Tolley as he tried to get his laughter under control. "I thought I was finished but when I pulled out I shot another blast right on him. It felt great too and I did wipe it off for you."

"Yeah, I guess you did. I still think you need to learn to control that thing."

"Maybe I'll come back next week and you can give me a few pointers," answered Tolley still laughing a bit.

"You know you're welcome anytime. Just drop by when you feel the need," said Tanner.

Tolley and Tanner came over and sat next to Cooper. "Well, you finished with it?" asked Tanner.

"Almost. I just needed the varnish from the shed and I'll be done."

"Can I see it?"

"Sure," said Cooper as he held out the rock. He liked it when his brother took an interest in his stuff.

The now 14-year-old Tanner Mackey studied the object in his hands. It was painted white with red letters that said, "Friends Forever." The lettering was outlined in blue and there was some fancy scrollwork underlining it.

"Wow Cooper. You really did a fine job on this. Maybe you're gonna be an artist or something someday."

"More likely a house painter," said Hayden who had overheard the conversation and got up from his resting place under the tree and joined the three boys on the porch. He had been patiently waiting for his brother to finish with Tanner.

"He's got some real talent," said Tanner. "I mean look at that. It's a dumb old rock that he made look really cool."

"I know. I was just kidding. You do have talent Cooper," replied Hayden. "When's Reeves birthday?"

"Not for 3 weeks yet. I'm done early this year."

"Yeah," laughed Tanner. "I remember last year you were blow drying a rock an hour before the party. You did get it dry though." All the boys laughed as they remembered Cooper's panic.

"Does Reeve really save all these rocks you made him?" asked Hayden.

"Yeah, he does. They're all lined up on his window sill and he can tell you what year I gave him each one."

"He's gonna be 12 this year, right?" asked Hayden.

"Yep," said Cooper with a bit of alarm. "You ain't gonna put him on the list, are you?"

"I wouldn't worry about that," Tanner said. "He'll get an exemption easy because, well, because he's Reeve. Everybody knows he's kind of different and everybody likes him."

"Tanner's right Cooper. I don't think you have to worry about that," added Hayden.

"So tell us big brother. How was the first Council meeting?" asked Tolley.

"It was really interesting. We shortened the time new bottoms are gonna serve and they pretty much eliminated ownership. Next meeting we start on the list for this year." Hayden then filled them in on the new service periods and gave his opinion of how everybody acted.

"Wow, you guys did a lot at one meeting," said Cooper.

"Yeah it was mostly business and nobody was fussing about anything," Hayden answered.

"Well, I got to go finish the rock, so you have to excuse me," said Cooper as he headed to the shed.

"I got to clean up from this goof ball sperming all over me," said Tanner with a laugh as he looked at Tolley. "You're lucky I like you. See you guys later," he added as he headed into the house.

Hayden sat thinking for a moment and realized he felt pride when he told his brother and his friends about the meeting. Being on the Council might be pretty cool. "Come on Tolley. Let's head home."


Saturday April 13, 1996 – 10:00pm – in the woods not far from the Hardin Home

The small campfire was burning down as Paul Hardin, his brother Tim, and Ernie Mackey finished the last little bit of moonshine from the mason jar. "I thought Shawn was gonna drop by," said Paul.

"It's early yet. Give him time," answered Ernie.

"So, do you really think all these changes with the bottoms were Jason's ideas?" asked Tim looking directly at Paul.

"He presented them, so I figured they were."

"It sure sounds like Jacobs' stuff if you ask me. Somehow, he got Jason to do his talking, but this is the stuff he talked about during his campaign. I think I see what he's trying to do. If there are 5 bottoms, that's 50 votes Jacobs controls at the Choosing next year. He's making himself very powerful and I think we should do something to protect our kinset," said Tim.

"Wait a minute. Jacobs doesn't control the bottom's votes. They can vote for whoever they want," Paul replied.

"Jacobs has all the bottoms eating out of his hand. They'll do anything he asks. Believe me, he's controlling those votes."

"So what do you mean we should protect our kinset?" asked Ernie.

"Think about this. Say my little brother that I love dearly," joked Tim Hardin as he placed his hands over his heart, "Is on the list this year and I want to protect him. Since I know Jacobs controls 50 votes, I'm gonna go to him for help and I'll do whatever he wants for that protection. Maybe he wants blow jobs, or help setting somebody up, or maybe he wants me to spy on another kinset. Whatever it is, I'm gonna do it. It would work the same the other way around. If I want to get some kid bottomed I'd go to Jacobs. That makes him powerful."

Paul was listening intently and Ernie nodded in agreement. "What do we do about it?" he asked out loud.

"I think we should petition the Council to take control of our own bottoms. Any kid from our kinset that gets chosen falls under our control. It's been done before. I'll run the bottoms and keep everybody happy and we'll keep those votes here at home. Tyler's on the list this year, so he could be our first."

"You'd let our little brother be bottomed just to build up some power to stop Jacobs?" asked Paul.

"Why not," answered Tim. "It wouldn't kill him. You and I did it."

"I'm not so sure we could get the Council's approval," said Paul. "Jason, James, Jacobs, Hayden and probably Hank are gonna stick together. If you're right and Jacobs is planning this, he'll keep that block of votes against us so he doesn't lose any power. I don't really want to propose something that's gonna lose."

"What if I could get Jacobs to support it? Would you present it then?"

"Sure, I think it's a good idea."

"Good! It'll take some time but I can get Jacobs to support it," bragged Tim.

"It's gotta be approved before the bottoms are chosen, or they'll fall under Council control," cautioned Paul.

"Don't worry. I got it covered," said Tim.

"Remember, I'm a Junior Council Member. I can't be involved in any bullshit schemes Tim."

"This won't be bullshit. I think I can get Jacobs to back it."

"Well, hell, go for it then. Look, we gotta help Daddy cut wood for the still tomorrow, so I'm gonna turn in. You should think about it too. You know he gets pissed if you oversleep."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll be right behind you," Tim agreed.

Paul said goodnight and headed off towards home.

"Everything you said sounds good Tim, but how you gonna get Jacobs to agree to this?" asked Ernie.

"Don't you worry my friend. I have a plan. Little Stevie Jacobs is probably gonna be on the list this year and I still owe him for bad mouthing me during the election. He's gonna be my ticket to Jacobs backing the petition."

"But like you said, Jacobs controls a lot of protection votes. How you gonna get around that?"

"You're just gonna have to wait and see. Just remember, there is more than one way to skin a cat," replied Tim with a big smile.


Sunday April 14, 1996 - The woods behind Daniel Mackey's home

Although he was only about 300 yards from the house, Daniel, the third child of Holden Mackey, felt like he was away from everything and alone in the world. He had built his fort when he was 9 years old and it had been his special place ever since. It started off as a lean-to, but over the years, as more lumber was scavenged from various sources, it had evolved into a very cool hut approximately 8ft. X 6ft. with a roof that didn't leak and a tarp for the door. Only his brothers knew where it was. He had told his Mom he was going for a walk in the woods and got permission to change into his jeans. Normally, since it was Sunday, he'd have to keep his good slacks on all day. He was sitting on the homemade bench and his jeans and underpants were now down below his knees as he gently fondled his soft dick and ran his fingers through the patch of pubes he was so proud of. He wondered if it was a more serious sin to be doing this on Sunday. It didn't matter. He needed it. Since he had turned 14, just a few weeks ago, his urges had been coming more and more frequently and just jerking off didn't seem to be enough anymore. He knew he was going to have to visit a bottom soon. Why was it so hard to get up the nerve and do it?

As he thought of fucking a bottom, his dick got hard and his hand was moving faster. He was pretty sure all the age restrictions were lifted on Bert and his little ass would be so good. If it was really a sin, God wouldn't have provided the bottoms. Oh man what it would feel like to spread those cheeks and push into that tiny hole. Now his stroking was really picking up. As he slid in and out of Bert's ass it would feel so good and be some payback for his dad. Damn this felt good. He could imagine Bert grunting with each thrust. He was really close now and started grunting himself. Just before he was ready to shoot another boy crept into his brain. Ethan Tucker was another ass he'd like to have. He'd blown the opportunity once, but it wouldn't happen again. Then his dick exploded. His entire groin area got warm and electricity flowed from his balls to the head of his dick. His hand froze and he squeezed hard. The throbbing sensation was fantastic. When he released his grip, a spurt of boy cum shot a foot into the air and landed on his leg. He was glad he had pulled his pants far enough down that they weren't hit. As he started to wipe the cum off his leg, a voice called out. "Daniel, you in there?" It was his little brother Luke.

He panicked and knocked the little bench he was sitting on over as he jumped up and yanked his pants and underwear up. "Uhm, yeah, I'm coming right out."

"Don't bother, I'm coming in," said Luke as he pulled the tarp aside. "What are you doing?" the 12-year-old asked curiously.

"Just hanging out," said Daniel, still breathing heavily. "What do you want?"

"I just wanted to get away from the house. Sunday's can be so boring. I told Mom I wanted to walk with you and she said okay," answered Luke as he surveyed the inside of the fort. "You were jerking off, weren't you?" asked Luke with a smile.

"That's a sin," replied Daniel, not wanting to lie.

"Well, if it is, I guess I'm going to hell then 'cause I do it all the time."

"Really?" said a very surprised Daniel.

"Yeah, I can shoot the white stuff now."

"What makes you think I was jerking off?" Daniel asked.

"I heard you jumping around when I called, and the look on your face when I came in, and finally the fact that your zipper is still down," said the younger boy with a laugh.

"Damn," muttered Daniel as he zipped up his pants.

"You should have told me that's what you were gonna do, and I'd have come with you. We could have done it together," suggested Luke.

Realizing he was caught, Daniel decided to be honest with his brother. He also wanted to learn more about Luke's jerking off experience. "You're right. I was doing it. I had a boner ever since we got home from church and I had to do something about it."

"I know how that feels," said Luke. "That's how I am every day after school. That's why I always volunteer to run the dogs, or bring in firewood. It gives me a reason to go out behind the shed for a couple minutes."

"I never thought of that," said Daniel. "And you shoot?" he asked his brother.

"Yeah, I'm shooting the white stuff now I said."

"Do you ever do it with any other guys?" wondered Daniel. He was suddenly very interested in his little brother's sex life.

"I've fooled around with Stevie Jacobs and Ethan Tucker a couple times. They can both shoot too."

"Wow," exclaimed Daniel. "Did you ever, you know, do it with them?"

"You mean fuck?"

"Yeah. Did you ever do it with them?"

"No, I thought about it but I'm still a little scared," admitted Luke. "I did have a finger stuck in my butt hole though. That was kind of weird, but I liked it."

"You gotta tell me about that!" begged Daniel. "Who put a finger up your butt?"

"Stevie first, but both of them have done it now, and I did it with them. They stick a finger up your butt while they're giving you a blow job and it feels great," explained Luke. Daniel was in awe and extremely jealous of his brother's sexual experiences.

"They probably would let you fuck them," said Daniel.

"We always do each other. If Stevie blows me, I blow him. That's the way it works and I'm not sure if I'm ready to be fucked yet."

"I understand that, but think about getting to fuck one of those butts," exclaimed Daniel. "I'm thinking a lot about fucking lately, and I think I'm gonna visit a bottom. I just gotta do it with somebody."

"You really are horny," giggled Luke. "There's nothing wrong with going to see a bottom. You got the right. Which one you thinking of going to?"

"I was thinking of Bert. He's got a nice small ass that I bet is really tight," said Daniel.

"Could I go with you when you go?" asked Luke. "I know I can't use him, but I think it would be cool to watch."

Daniel was surprised at the request, but he thought about it for a moment. It would be more humiliating for Bert to have a little kid watching. He liked that idea. "I guess you could. We might be able to get out of the house easier if we were doing something together."

"Cool," said Luke with a big smile. "Let's plan it soon. And the next time you wanna jerk off, why don't you invite me. Just say you wanna go for a walk and I'll know what you mean."

"I guess I could do that. How about if you show me how to do that finger in the butt blow job thing instead of jerking off."

"I'll do you if you do me," answered Luke.

"You gotta show me what to do though. I never gave a blow job before," admitted Daniel.

"It's really easy and you're gonna love it, but I think we better get back now."

"How about tomorrow after school?" asked Daniel excitedly.

"Soon as we get our homework done, we'll have plenty of time before dinner."

"It's a deal then." Daniel couldn't believe it. He was going to get his first blow job. This was going to be a good week.

He started towards the door, but noticed Luke hadn't moved. It was clear his little brother had something else to say. He looked at the smaller boy and smiled. That was enough to give Luke the courage to speak.

"Bro, I have another thing I want to talk to you about. Not now, but maybe tomorrow. You know the Choosing Ceremony is coming up in July, and I reckon they'll put me on the List. Daniel, please don't let them make me a Mackey bottom. Sex is okay, but I don't want to be that. Not like cousin Judge."


To be continued...