Written by Charles Well <charles.well@yandex.com> and Sarge AKA Aldric <pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com> and Nick <newnick1@yahoo.com>
(C) 2020)
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.
This story is about sex between boys and is therefore a total fantasy. It was written by an adult for the entertainment of other adults. No children or animals were either involved or harmed in the writing of this story. Please leave now if you are not supposed to be here.
Writing the continuing saga of the Kids of Indian Spring has become a real community effort. My original intention was to conclude the Sandy Jacobs Story after Chapter 10. But my primary co-author and invaluable assistant, Pietar, convinced me that the many loose ends left open by the original author, Jonas Henley, needed to be resolved. As a result, he became the principal author of Chapters 11, 12, and 13. Thank you Pietar for your original ideas, brilliant writing and your continued dedication and commitment to this project. Now a third author, Nick, has volunteered to take on the role of crafting the future long-term direction of the story. You may recall that Nick was first involved in Chapter 12C. Please ensure you make Nick welcome by dropping him a line.
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Sandy was watching out the front window as Jason pulled up. It was only 6:45 AM but he was eager to see what happened at the Clubhouse so he had been ready and waiting since 6:30. He called good-bye to his parents who were in the kitchen and headed out the front door. Jason greeted him and commented, "You look eager to go traipsing through the woods on this chilly morning."
"I guess I am. I want to see if the records are safe and how bad the building was damaged," said Sandy.
"I told you before, there is no building. It's gone."
"You're serious. It's totally gone?"
"The only thing left is a concrete slab."
Sandy was quiet the rest of the trip. He wondered if he was going to be able to salvage all the records he had worked so hard to preserve. Jason parked along the road and they walked the final half-mile. As they got close Sandy saw what Jason meant. Where the clubhouse used to be was just a clearing now. Debris was everywhere but there didn't appear to be anything worth salvaging. Chairs were smashed. The TV the kids used to play video games on was now a hollow cabinet. As they moved a bit further into the woods Sandy saw Jason's desk, or what was left of it.
"Did you have anything important in your desk?" he asked.
"No. I wouldn't mind finding the filing cabinet though. There were some things in it that are of value."
About 50 feet further on they found the first records case. It appeared undamaged. Sandy fumbled around in his pocket and pulled out a key. "These boxes are supposed to be fireproof and waterproof but it didn't say tornado proof," he said as he opened the case. "I'll be damned," he said happily. "Everything looks okay. Now if we can just find the other one."
"Let's keep looking," said Jason. Within 10 minutes they found Jason's filing cabinet. It was badly bent out of shape, but the drawers were still shut and the contents intact. Jason's copy of the eligible Junior Council voters' list and the proposed first draft of the Choosing List were inside. They walked in a big circle and finally found the second locked-box of records. It too seemed okay. They carried the cases back to the car and Jason said he'd return with some tools to open the filing cabinet and get the important items out. It was only a little after 8 AM and they didn't have to meet the boys till 9 so Jason suggested they hit the donut shop out on the highway. It sounded like a good idea to Sandy so they threw the cases in the trunk and headed out.
Sandy got a couple of glazed donuts and a hot chocolate and Jason got a chocolate eclair and a cup of coffee. They sat outside at a picnic table so they could talk privately.
"We're supposed to have an election in 3 weeks and it doesn't look like there's going to be much time for campaigning," Sandy said.
"Forget campaigning. We don't have a place to hold the debates or even vote."
"What are you thinking of doing?"
"I'm not sure to be honest. I'm going to talk to Raymond this week. There is a Senior Council meeting Saturday night and he'll tell them our situation and hopefully we'll get some guidance. I'm not sure if there's another place we can use. Privacy is a real concern. We can't really delay it or we'll be bumping into the Choosing. It's kind of a mess."
"Speaking of the Choosing, how is Old Knot?" asked Sandy.
"It's almost as bad as the Clubhouse. The stage is torn to pieces, the bleachers and the restrooms are gone and there are some really big trees that are gonna have to be pulled out of the way."
"Damn, we really are in trouble."
"Yep, we are. I'm counting on a lot of community support to pull us through. That's why what you're doing with the bottoms is so important. We need to get out and help the community and do our part to start putting things back together. Once we do that I think you'll see Mackey spirit like you've never seen before."
"I hope so," replied Sandy sounding a little unsure.
"Trust me. You will. Oh, I'm also going to be sure that Raymond tells the Council that the storage cases they bought us and your hard work preserved over 150 years of Mackey records and history. I want to get your name in front of them. It could help your election chances."
"How will that help my chances in the election. The adults can't vote."
"No, they can't, but they can talk. Dads talk with their sons about the election and they will have good things to say about you. Dads can be a strong influence."
"I never thought of that. Thanks. Does this mean your supporting me now?" Sandy asked.
"You know I'm not supposed to support any candidate publicly. But I can help behind the scenes. I think Joshua would make a good President, but I think you'd be better. You have a vision of the future that I like and I think you'll make a good leader for the Mackey Brotherhood."
"Thanks Jason. That means a lot to me."
"I'm just being honest," the older boy replied as he looked at his watch. "Right now I think we should be heading to the park and meeting your guys. Let's get your smiling face in front of the Community doing good deeds. I have a list of places that could use some help to get you started. Hank and Paul are checking what we can do in the outlying areas and they'll let me know later. Take this for now," he said as he handed the paper to Sandy.
The list said that Holden Mackey had lost half his roof, Suzanne Mackey had a tree blocking her driveway, and Reed Mackey also had roof damage. "We can handle this," Sandy replied as they headed for the car.
At the park they were greeted by a large group of boys. In addition to all the bottoms, Kevin Mackey and Connor Jacobs and Sandy's brother Brad were there. Sandy gathered the boys around and told them the plan. First they would head out to Holden Mackey's and see what they could do for him. Then they'd move on to Reed Mackey's and finally Mrs. Mackey's place. Jason took a moment and thanked them all for pitching in and then they were off.
The front half of the roof didn't have a single shingle left on it, but there didn't seem to be any damage to the plywood. Replacing the shingles wouldn't be too hard and Holden thought they would be able to complete the job before dark. He turned to his sons who were waiting to be told what to do. "Okay, Mark and Daniel, you guys get the big ladder set up here," he said showing them the spot he selected. "Luke, you run over to the shed and get at least 4 hammers. I'm gonna back the truck up so we can start hauling the shingles up."
When everything was ready the work began. Holden and Mark started nailing new shingles in place as Daniel and Luke lugged heavy bundles up to the roof. They had only been working about 30 minutes when Luke spotted a group of kids coming up the road. "Looks like we got company Daddy," he called.
Holden looked up from his work and watched the boys approaching. Daniel and Luke recognized most of the kids and scurried down the ladder to greet them. Sandy climbed up to Mr. Mackey's spot on the roof and asked him if they could help. Holden was happy for the extra hands and laughed out loud at Sandy's request. "Son, your help is more than welcome here. With the little army you brought I don't have to worry about not finishing before dark."
Sandy, Kevin and Bert had learned how to lay shingles with their dads so they joined the roof crew. The others lugged the bundles of shingles up to keep them supplied and by noon the job was complete. Holden was inspecting the work and the boys were sprawled on the lawn relaxing when Mrs. Mackey came out carrying a large plate of ham sandwiches. "Come on boys get something to eat. You earned it. This is my Easter ham and it's very good," she said. As the boys gathered around the plate and grabbed at the sandwiches, Mrs. Mackey tugged on Sandy's arm to pull him away from the crowd. The teen was a bit nervous as this woman had a reputation for being extremely religious and he was wondering if he was going to get a lecture.
"I just wanted to tell you that my entire church is praying for the Brewer boy. If you hear of anything the family might need you let me know and I'll see what we can do. Will you do that for me?"
"Of course ma'am. It's very kind of you to offer. I'll let Mr. Brewer know if I see him, but he spends most of his time at the hospital right now."
"I understand," she replied. "I've got to get these thirsty men some ice tea now. Make sure you thank them all for me," she said as she scurried back into the house.
Daniel, who was always horny, had held off as long as he could, finished eating and went over and sat next to Judge. "Any chance we could fuck while you're here?" he whispered.
"Sure," replied Judge, "But where?"
"We could use the shed. Momma and Daddy won't be going in there. I don't have any lube though. Should I get some butter?"
"Don't worry. A good bottom is always prepared," said Judge with a smile. "Let's go."
The floor of the shed was dirt so they couldn't lay down but there was a barrel that Judge rolled away from the wall. "This should work," he said as he pulled a small jar of Vaseline out of his pocket, dropped his pants and started to lube up. Daniel got hard just watching him. When Judge was done with the lube he passed the jar to Daniel and announced, "I'm ready," as he bent over the barrel.
Daniel had used Judge before but it had been several months since they had fucked. Judge thought his friends dick looked bigger than he remembered. This wasn't a bad thing as Judge enjoyed the big boys.
"Okay, you ready?" Daniel asked as he moved in behind the well-lubed and waiting behind.
"I'm always ready. Let me have it," joked Judge as Daniel started to press against his anus. The penetration was easy and Daniel slowly slid all the way in till he was pressed up against Judge's ass.
"God this is great. Your ass is amazing Judge," he said as he started a steady fucking motion.
"I think it's great too. Your dick is so big it feels like it's tickling my belly," said Judge who knew how to make his clients feel good.
"I could do this all day," said Daniel as he thrust away. He didn't last that long though. About 15 minutes later they emerged from the shed with big smiles on their faces.
Next Luke and Henry visited the shed and had their turn. Henry liked Luke and did his best to make him feel real good.
As Brad was watching the traffic in and out of the shed, he was getting pretty horny himself and decided to see if Trevor Havers would take care of him. Luke and Henry were still in the shed so Brad suggested they start walking over to Reed Mackey's place and look over the situation there. He knew of at least two good spots in the woods along the way they could use for a little fucking. Brad cleared it with Sandy and off they went.
They had walked down the road and out of sight of the house when Brad pointed to a trail and said, Turn in here." They followed the trail about 30 yards and came to a small clearing. "Ready to have some fun?" Brad asked.
"Sure," replied Trevor. This was his standard answer as he always tried to be the happy and willing bottom Sandy wanted them to be. Trevor pulled out his lube and took off his pants. He lubed up and handed the jar over to the other boy; Brad dropped his pants and covered his erection with Vaseline. "How do you want to do it?" asked Trevor.
"Just grab that tree," replied the older boy. Brad found Trevor really hot for some reason that he couldn't quite put his finger on. He had a beautiful ass but it was more than that. He always smiled and laughed and his body was lean and muscular. If he lived a little closer, Brad would visit him daily.
For Brad, having a good time meant mutual enjoyment. Maybe it was because of his amazing fuck sessions with Sean and Cal or maybe he just cared about others. Anyway, he wasn't planning on just getting his rocks off. He walked up behind the bent over boy gripping the tree and slid his hand in between the open legs. When he touched Trevor's balls it caused the boy to jump. "Just relax. I gotta get you ready," said Brad.
As one hand gently rubbed Trevor's balls and tickled between his legs Brad stepped closer and moved his other hand around the kid's waist and wrapped it around his dick. As he started to stroke the semi-erect boy rod, Trevor moaned softly. "Uhhhmmm. That really feels good." He was rock hard in less than a minute.
"It feels like you're ready now," said Brad as he withdrew his hand from around the boy's waist and used it to line up his own dick with the waiting hole. It only took a few seconds to press through the tight ring. He moved in very slowly until his entire length was deep inside. Both boys moaned and gasped a little. Because of the slight height difference between the two, Brad had to bend his knees just a little to be able to make long smooth strokes. Due to the angle, he pushed Trevor up on the balls of his feet with each thrust and made the bottom feel like he was impaled. It felt great. They were able to enjoy each other for over 10 minutes until Brad couldn't hold back any longer. He unloaded spurt after spurt of his boy sperm into the tight warm ass. As he came he grabbed Trevor's dick and jerked him to a climax at almost the same time. As their grunts and groans subsided Brad finally said, "I gotta stand up." Trevor remained bent over and holding the tree. "I'm not sure if I can stand," he laughed. "That was really good. You should come out and visit me more."
"It's really hard on school nights," Brad replied. "Maybe I'll come out some weekend."
"If I came to your place, could we find a place to do it?" asked Trevor. He was willing to make the 25-minute walk for a repeat performance of what he had just experienced.
"Sure. You should come over when Sean is there. We could really have some fun." Brad realized that Cal was not going to be available for a long time, if ever. Maybe becoming a closer friend with Trevor would be a good idea.
"Sounds good to me. I'll call you this weekend," said Trevor as he pulled up his pants.
"I guess we should head over to Reeve's place and see what's going on there. You ready?"
"Let's go," Trevor replied as he headed back down the trail to the road. Brad followed admiring the great ass on the boy in front of him.
Cooper was going to the park. He was passing Reeve's house when he noticed the boy and his dad up on the roof. He stopped and stared for a moment and then decided to take a chance. He was going to ask if he could help. Reeve always walked away when Cooper tried to approach him before, but he couldn't walk away when he was on a roof. Cooper didn't think he would jump. At least he hoped not.
He went to the ladder by the front porch and noticed his rock, which had sat by the steps all winter, was gone. It probably took a ride in the tornado he thought. He climbed up the ladder till he reached the top and then spoke. "Hi guys. I came to see if I could help my neighbors out."
Reeve looked a little panicked, but he didn't run. Mr. Mackey broke the silence. "Hello Cooper. You know we sure could use some help. We're trying to get this roof patched up before any rain comes. Would it be okay if Cooper helps us son?" he asked, trying to get Cooper to speak.
"Yes, it would be okay," the boy answered staring at Cooper.
Cooper had helped his own daddy do roofing so he was able to jump right in and help. There were several areas where the shingles had been torn loose so he was able to claim a spot and not crowd Reeve. He felt like his friend was getting ready to talk to him and he didn't want to blow it by pushing him before he was ready. Mr. Mackey made some occasional small talk asking Cooper about school and his family, but otherwise they worked in silence. After about 2 hours Mr. Mackey announced he needed a break and was going inside to get everyone a drink. As he descended the ladder the boys both sat back and relaxed. They had been working hard. Then Reeve spoke.
"My birthday is this month. Will you come to my party?"
"Of course I will. I always come to your birthday. Only," here Cooper hesitated, "Only I didn't think you were gonna ask me this year. You haven't talked to me in months."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"Why'd you stop talking to me? Did I do something wrong?"
"No. It wasn't you. It was the Choosing. They made me put your penis in my mouth and everybody saw. I was ashamed and I didn't want to see anybody."
"Reeve, you never need to be ashamed around me. I'm your friend. Besides putting a boy's penis in your mouth ain't no big deal. Lots of guys around here do it."
"I know. My dad told me that 1000 times or more. I'm sorry I didn't talk to you. I missed you and I want to be your friend again. Now can we talk about something else?"
"Yes, we can talk about something else. I saw your birthday rock from last year is gone from the front porch. Did it blow away in the storm?"
"No, it's in my room. I brought it in last week when I stopped being mad."
"Cool," replied Cooper. "Are you gonna play ball this year?"
"I want to, but I'm not sure if I can do it."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know if I can face a lot of kids at once."
Cooper felt he made enough progress getting Reeve to talk to him. They could discuss baseball later. Just then Mr. Mackey appeared at the top of the ladder with a canvas bag slung over his shoulder. He sat down next to the boys and opened the bag. "I've got cold water and cold cokes. Help yourselves."
Reed Mackey was very happy to see the boys talking again. He had always blamed himself for the trouble since he had insisted his son be put in the Choosing. Just when he was going to get back to work he saw 2 more boys coming up the road. "It looks like we have more company guys," he said pointing at the new arrivals.
"That's Brad Jacobs and Trevor Havers," said Cooper. "Wonder what they want."
"Why don't you go down and find out," suggested Reed. "Reeve and I will get back to work."
Cooper climbed down and talked to the two boys. Brad informed him they were there to help. Cooper told them about Reeve's feelings and said he'd have to check and see if his friend could handle any more company. He climbed back up and told Mr. Mackey and Reeve that the boys had come to help with the work. He asked Reeve if he'd be okay with two more boys coming up.
"You know Trevor. You helped him with math last year. Brad is Stevie Jacobs' older brother and he's real nice. How about it Reeve," urged Cooper. Mr. Mackey remained silent as his son thought about it.
"Okay. We could use the help. If we get done sooner maybe you and I could talk more."
"Great!" said Cooper enthusiastically. "Come on up guys," he called to the boys below.
"With this much help we'll be done shortly and you guys can do whatever you want," Mr. Mackey said to Reeve.
"Good. I need to talk to Cooper and see if his mom will make her chocolate cake for my birthday," said Reeve.
"Don't worry buddy. I'm sure she'll be happy to make a cake for you," answered Cooper.
When the rest of the volunteers showed up, Brad told them they weren't needed here so they moved on to Suzanne Mackeys to clear a fallen tree.
Sandy, his cousin Connor, and Kevin Mackey were sitting in the Jacobs dining room trying to figure out a time and a place to have a bonfire and do a little campaigning. School resumed tomorrow and Jason had asked everyone who could to join him trying to clean up the mess at the clubhouse and Old Knot over the weekend, so they didn't have a lot of time. Sandy just wanted to have it in his backyard but Kevin felt that might discourage a lot of kids from the outlying areas. He proposed asking Mrs. Mackey if they could hold it on her property. There was plenty of wood from the tree they cut up on Monday and her place was about midway between the deep country and Indian Spring. Sandy was considering it when his younger brothers and their friends came in the back door.
"Hey everybody," yelled Stevie. Accompanying him was Chase, Ethan Tucker and Ben Brewer. The boys all grabbed a drink of water before they came into the dining room.
"What have you guys been up to?" asked Sandy.
"We were playing ball down at the park," answered Chase.
"I hate to drink and run but me and Ben gotta be getting home," said Ethan as he finished his water. "Ben's dad is coming over for dinner tonight."
"Cool," said Kevin. "You be sure and tell him we all asked about Cal. Okay Ben?"
Ben nodded. He and Ethan put their glasses in the kitchen sink and left.
"Ben seems down. I guess he's worried about his brother," commented Sandy.
"He probably is, but right now I think he's kind of mad," said Stevie.
"About what?' asked Sandy.
"Oh, some jerky kids were giving him a hard time at the park. They told him since his brother was hurt he'd have to cover Cal's bottom duties and they wanted to fuck. He got pretty pissed off."
"Who was it?" asked Sandy.
"Tilton Garvin and Joey Sanders," answered Chase.
"Are they still down there?" Sandy wanted to know.
"Probably," answered Stevie. "It's all finished now though. Tom Mackey told Tilton he was gonna punch him in the nose if he said anymore and Tilton shut up."
"You mean Carter's brother?" asked Kevin.
"Yes," answered Stevie. "He's not that big but he really has a temper."
"I'm glad to hear he was on the right side of things. Maybe there is hope for that boy," said Sandy remembering the stunt Tom pulled with Carter.
"I think Joey wanted to keep it going but when me and Stevie and Cole came over he stopped. He knew better than to mess with the Jacobs boys," said Chase with a big grin.
"Kevin why don't you put the word out that anybody that messes with Ben right now will probably hear from the Council. You know more kids than anybody in Indian Spring so you'll get it spread around faster than I could."
"No problem. I'll take care of it."
"Is everybody going to be helping out at the Clubhouse this weekend?" Sandy asked.
Everyone said they would be there. As the group broke up, Sandy sat and wondered if he should fill Jason in on the incident with Ben.
Silvie Tucker had managed to get Jonathan Brewer away from Cal's bedside long enough to change his clothes and stop by for a good meal. His ex-wife was staying with Cal. It also gave him a chance to see Ben. He felt guilty about ignoring his youngest son, but right now Cal needed him more.
The entire Tucker family, plus Malcolm McEwen, welcomed Mr. Brewer. Silvie had prepared a fine roast with potatoes and carrots. She had seen the sandwich wrappers in Cal's hospital room and surmised that Jonathan was living off the hospital cafeteria's limited menu. Initially everyone wanted to know about Cal's condition but Mr. Brewer didn't really have much to tell. The boy was still heavily sedated and unconscious most of the time. Hal Tucker saw the sadness coming over his neighbor as they talked so he changed the subject a little.
"I've set up a fund at the bank to help with Cal's medical bills," he said.
"Thanks Hal. I'm trying not to think about that now, but I know it's going to be a real challenge to pay for all this."
"You'd be surprised how many neighbors want to help. I had calls all week from folks asking how they can contribute," said Silvie.
"I only set it up on Monday and we've already collected almost $25,000," Hal informed them. He didn't tell them that Suzanne Mackey contributed $20,000 when she heard about it. She wanted to remain anonymous.
"I'm amazed," admitted Jonathan.
"I just wanted you to know so you wouldn't worry about money. You take care of your boy and we'll deal with the finances," said Hal.
"Thanks. I can't tell you how much that means right now. I'm gonna owe you forever."
"You don't owe us anything. We're just being good neighbors," added Silvie.
After dinner Jonathan spent a few private minutes with Ben and then excused himself to return to the hospital. Ashton and Ethan both gave Mr. Brewer big hugs and told him that they would owe Cal forever since he saved their lives. Mr. Brewer had teary eyes when he left.
As Kelly and his brothers cleared the table, Malcolm asked Mr. Tucker if he could speak to him in private. They went to Hal's office where he asked, "What's on your mind Malcolm?"
"I want to give to Cal's fund. I know I have some money left and I can't think of a better way to help the Brewers right now. I was thinking of giving $100,000.00. Can I do that?"
"You can definitely do that Malcolm. That is a very large amount. Have you given this plenty of thought?"
"Yes I have. Ashton and Ethan are like little brothers to me. If it wasn't for Cal they might not be here today. Cal might not have been a best friend, but I can never repay him for what he did. If he needs more money I 'll take care of that too."
"I think this will be plenty for now. I admire your generosity Malcolm. You're doing a good thing; I'll take care of it in the morning."
"Thanks Mr. Tucker. I don't think my name should be on it though. Can we keep that secret?"
"I think that's smart thinking. I'll start the rumor that a rich guy from Cincinnati read about Cal in the newspaper and wanted to help."
"Great," Malcolm smiled. "I'd better get back in there or Kelly's gonna think I'm trying to get out of helping with the dishes."
"Good idea." They returned to the kitchen.
Sandy, Brad, Stevie and Chase were the first to arrive at the site where their Clubhouse used to be.
"What a mess," commented Stevie.
"How are we gonna get all this trash out of here?" asked Brad.
"Jason has a plan. We're going to bag up what we can here. We've got an ATV with a little trailer that will haul the stuff out to the road and then the guys with a truck will haul it to the dump."
"Are there more kids coming?" asked Chase concerned that they might be doing this big job all alone.
"Oh yeah. I expect all the bottoms plus I know a lot of other kids volunteered. We just got here early," said Sandy.
A few minutes later Jason showed up with boxes of big trash bags. James arrived with some rakes and Hank Mackey rode in on his dad's ATV with a trailer. Paul Hardin came in his dad's pick-up. As the volunteers filed in, the clean-up got underway. Some boys raked debris into piles. Others bagged and piled it up for the trailer to run it down to the road. The system worked pretty good and by the afternoon they could actually see some progress.
Paul Hardin showed up with several bags of hamburgers he picked up on his way back from the dump.
Jason had dipped into the treasury for lunch. He also had a cooler full of cold sodas and everyone took a break. As the boys ate, Jason made the rounds and thanked each one of them for helping out. He also told them they'd be knocking off at 3 o'clock but asked everyone that could to return tomorrow to continue the job. The way they were going, he hoped they could finish up next weekend. Then they would move to Old Knot.
Sandy and his parents were the only ones awake so far. His mom was in the kitchen making breakfast and he and his dad sat in the dining room discussing everything from the upcoming election to the clean-up at Old Knot. Sandy had really started to enjoy alone time with his father. He found it funny that something he used to dread he now enjoyed. As they were talking, the phone rang and Sandy went to get it.
He returned after 5 minutes to find his dad had moved to the kitchen where breakfast was being served. As he sat down with his parents his dad asked, "Who was on the phone?"
"That was Jason. I won't have to worry about campaigning for a while. The Sr. Council is delaying the election until August 30th. They want everyone's efforts focused on cleaning up Old Knot and having the Choosing on schedule. The Council members will all have their terms extended till the election."
"Wow, that has got to be a first. I never heard of an election being delayed before," said Sam Jacobs.
"Well we never had a tornado destroy the place before," chuckled Sandy.
"How do you feel about it? Is this good news or bad?" asked Karla Jacobs.
"I'm not sure to be honest. I guess it's good because I only have to worry about one thing now. It just feels funny having it shut down like this. I was just starting to get into it," said Sandy.
"I'm sure you'll be able to get back in the mood after the Choosing. You'll have plenty to do to keep you busy till then," laughed Mr. Jacobs.
"I guess you're right. The clean-up alone will probably take at least 2 weeks."
"Speaking of the clean-up, I'd better get the boys awake or you won't have a full crew," said Mrs. Jacobs as she put her dishes in the sink and went upstairs to wake the others.
"Jason is going to have a meeting and tell the whole Council this morning. Since Joshua and I are the candidates he was calling us first," said Sandy.
"When you get home tonight you can tell me what you learned at the meeting."
"I'll do that Dad."
Jason had the other Council members form the volunteers into teams and assigned an area to each group. Stevie, Chase, Cole, Scooter, Rory, Ben and Ethan formed a team. Paul Hardin gave them an area to clean up and showed them where to pile the trash so another team could pick it up. Most of the big stuff was gone but there was still plenty to gather up.
When all the teams were working, the Council members met in a cleared area Jason had selected to hear his announcements. The first thing he told them was that the election was postponed. They were all surprised at first, until they realized the logic behind it. Paul Hardin joked about how hard he worked to get on the Council and now he couldn't get off. They were also informed that starting next week, Old Knot would become their priority. The Senior Council wanted the Choosing to go off on schedule no matter what.
"I was over there last week and it's a real mess. There are trees down everywhere and there's nothing left of the stage or bleachers," said Hank Mackey.
"I know guys. It's gonna be tough, but we'll have a lot of support. During the week when we're in school, there will be volunteers out here with chainsaws clearing the trees in the stage area. Since most of the guys helping work full time, they'll only be there in the evenings but they should be able to clear enough so we can start our trash pick-up with the kids next weekend. We'll ask every kid in town to pitch in."
"I wouldn't expect a lot of help from the 12-year-olds," said Joe Mackey.
"Well you can spread the word that come July 15th I'll remember who wasn't here," said Jason.
"What about the restrooms?" asked Ernie.
"The Sr. Council is going to contract that out and they will have it completed by July 1. They're also handling the well and power issues. They are hiring Mackey contractors and they're paying for it all. There are some problems you should be aware of though. We weren't the only area hit by tornadoes. Three states around us had serious damage. Because of that lumber is in short supply everywhere. Matthew Corbin's dad is working to get us what we need for the stage but it's not easy. I guess to sum things up, we have a heck of a challenge in front of us. But I think you guys are the right team to handle it. I'll try to lay out more specific plans next week but I wanted to let you all know what was happening."
"I love a challenge," said Hank with a laugh.
"Yeah, me too," added Paul. "Especially when it looks near impossible."
"For now guys, let's go check on our teams. We want to finish this up so we can move on to Old Knot next week," said Jason. As the group departed, Jason thought about how he wanted to leave the Council as a hero. He had a real chance to do that now.
After working all morning, the groups were breaking for lunch. Stevie and his group found a shady spot and dug into the lunch bags their moms had prepared.
"I heard them say we're going to Old Knot next week," he said.
"I've never been there," said Rory Mackey looking a little concerned.
"Me neither," added Scooter Hagen.
"You know what it is right?"
"It's the place where they hold the Choosing," answered Scooter.
"Right you are. Most 12-year-olds don't want to go near the place till they have to. But I guess we don't have a choice this year," grinned Chase. He had been there each Choosing day since he turned 10.
Rory Mackey looked around to ensure no one else was listening. "I still think it's the craziest thing I ever heard of."
"It may be crazy but it's real and all of us are probably gonna be in it," said Scooter.
Stevie Jacobs laughed good-naturedly. "Not me and Cole. We went through it last year."
"Did your mom talk to you about it yet, Rory?" Chase asked.
"No. She hasn't said a word. I wouldn't even know about it if it wasn't for you guys."
"How about you Scooter? Did your dad talk to you yet?" Ethan wanted to know.
"My parents talked to me together. My mom's a Mackey so she did a lot of the talking."
"Wow, that's different. What did she say," Ben asked curiously.
"She told me the Choosing is where Mackey boys have to face their fears and learn to do things they never thought they could. When you get through it your stronger than you ever were before and it's what makes Mackey men very special."
"Man, that's a good way of putting it," said Cole.
"Yeah, but did she explain that you might get fucked in the butt?" asked Rory.
"Yes, she did. She said I might have to do things I never thought I would, but that it's not that big a deal. The worst part is the fear in my head," replied Scooter.
"Your mom really has a good way of explaining stuff," agreed Stevie.
"Yeah, I'm still not excited about doing it but I'm not scared like I was at first," confessed Scooter.
"Well I'm scared," Rory said. "I still hate the idea."
"Don't worry. We'll all be there with you and I promise we'll get you through it," said Chase.
"You know if it weren't for you guys I think I'd tell my mom I want to go back to L.A."
"Don't even think like that," scolded Chase.
"You belong here with us," Scooter agreed.
"I'm with Chase on this. We'll get you through it. Won't we guys?" Ethan asked the group and everyone nodded in agreement.
Rory smiled. "You guys are good friends."
The boys went back to eating their lunches and the conversation switched to a lighter subject.
Not too far away Henry Mackey was sitting with his best friend Carl. The two boys had become very close since Henry was bottomed and were always together. They were laughing about an incident at school when Carter Mackey sat down and joined them. Carter and Carl had not spoken since the blackmailed blowjob incident. Henry knew Carl wanted nothing to do with the kid so he took charge.
"What do you want Carter?" he asked.
"I know you two both hate me and I really want to try and change that. I'll do anything if you'll accept my apology Carl. I'll give you a blowjob right now and another next week if you want. I really do feel bad about what I did. It was wrong. Please!"
Henry was surprised at what he was hearing. Carter was sincerely pleading. Carl, however, was a very insecure kid and Carter had made him feel really stupid. Henry didn't know if Carl could forgive him for that.
"Okay, I'll tell you what. I'll accept your blowjob offer if Henry can fuck you," said Carl.
"Alright. Sure. I'll give you your blowjob right now and Henry can have a fuck whenever he wants," agreed Carter. He was happy that he was making progress with Carl.
"No. I want Henry to fuck you while you're blowing me," said Carl. "I want to watch as he fucks."
Both Henry and Carter were surprised by this request. Carl was a quiet kid who usually let Henry take the lead on sex things. It seemed out of character for him to make such a request but Carter didn't really have any objection. It was a little crazy but if it settled the bad feelings between them it was worth it.
"Okay. We can do that. I've never done it before though. Can we move back a little into the trees?"
"Sure," said Carl and he led the way. Henry followed the other two not sure how this was going to work.
When they were away from the others, Carl took off his pants and sat down with his back against a tree trunk. Carter also took off his pants and lubed up his ass.
"Now, I sit here and you come down and suck my dick. Henry you can fuck him while he's doing me," instructed Carl.
Carl dropped to his knees and bent down so he could take the dick in his mouth. In this position his ass was raised up in the air and made an easy target for Henry. As Carter sucked Henry moved in behind him and pushed his erect penis slowly into his fellow bottoms upturned ass. Both Carl and Carter were moaning a little. Henry looked at his best friend and saw lust in his eyes. He was really enjoying this. That turned Henry on so he started fucking in earnest. As a bottom you don't get a chance to fuck a lot and he had forgotten how great it felt. Carter's well-used hole easily took the pounding that Henry was giving it and Carter was trying very hard to give a memorable blowjob to the seated boy.
Carl came first and Carter swallowed every bit of his cum. He then licked the softening rod until Carl asked him to stop. Henry reached a powerful climax minutes later and shot deep into Carter's ass. Carl found it really exciting watching Henry climax. The strained expression on his friends face and his stiffening body brought his erection back so Carter started sucking again.
Before Henry withdrew he reached around Carter's waist and wrapped his hand around the boy's dick. It seemed only fair that everybody should cum so Henry stroked Carter's erection until he did. Then the boys all sat back to catch their breath.
"I never had an apology like that before," said Carl.
"Thanks for accepting it. I really didn't like knowing that you two hated me."
"Let's consider the whole thing done. The only thing we need to talk about is when we're gonna do that again," said Henry making the other two laugh out loud.
"I would like to ask one more thing," said Carter seriously. "Will you forgive my little brother? He only did what I told him to. I'll have him give you a blowjob too."
"You don't have to do that. I forgive him," Carl replied.
"Thanks. I guess we oughta get back to work before they come looking for us," said Carter as he put his pants back on.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," said Henry. "But I was serious about doing that again if you want. I'd like to be in the middle next time."
"You're on," replied Carter as they headed back to work.
The crews all started back and things were moving pretty well. Then Chase saw Gordon go by with a wheelbarrow full of junk. The temptation was too much, so he followed him. When the bottom got to the drop off point and emptied his load, he turned around to find a smiling 11-year-old looking at him.
"Hey Gordon. You know what I want to do?" asked Chase.
"Here?" asked Gordon. "We're supposed to be working."
"It'll only take a couple of minutes. I saw a spot right over there," said Chase pointing at the tree line. The two boys stepped into the trees and Gordon got down on his hands and knees so the horny younger boy could poke him in his ass. Maybe it was because he was tired or maybe because he just wasn't in the mood, but for some reason Gordon found the kid to be especially annoying today. To make matters worse, when they were finished and emerged from the trees, they ran right into Oak Mackey who was on the same crew as Gordon. Oak knew exactly what they'd been doing and he laughed. Chase smiled proudly but Gordon didn't think it was funny at all. He just took the wheel barrow and went back to work.
They had been working every weekend for over a month and finally the end was in sight. The stage still had to be rebuilt, but the restroom and shower building was done. They had brought in a small backhoe to move the trees out of the way and there were still a few piles of wood to be cut up, but they had made real progress. Sandy and Jason were looking over the site and making notes on clipboards when Paul Hardin came up and commented, "You know, I think we might be having a Choosing here after all."
"Did you ever doubt it?" asked Jason with feigned surprise.
"You bet your ass I did," answered Paul making all three boys laugh out loud.
"A month ago I wasn't sure we were gonna make it either," said Sandy.
"Yes it was tough, but it's coming together now. Thank God for the Senior Council's money and the teamwork of the Mackey Brotherhood," answered Jason.
"Amen," said Paul.
"What about the stage?" asked Sandy.
"Mr. Corbin will be starting on Monday and has promised me it will be done no later than June 15th come hell or high water," said Jason.
"What's next on the agenda for us then?" Sandy wanted to know.
"The Choosing list. We never formally completed it. I'm going to call a Council meeting next week and we'll complete the list. I still want to release it by June 1. After that we'll start brainstorming plans for the Choosing. I said before I wanted this Council to be remembered and we're going to do that by giving our boys a ceremony they won't forget. So everybody put your thinking caps on and bring some good ideas to the table next week."
"One big question," said a smiling Sandy. "Where are we going to meet? We don't have a clubhouse."
"Oh, yeah. It will probably be at my place unless my parents have plans. Then I guess we'll make it at your place if that's okay."
As Sandy headed home he was thinking about what Jason had said. He really wanted to come up with some good ideas for the Choosing. How could he make the biggest show of the year even more memorable?