As the boys traversed the winding trail, Chris sang a song that was a little familiar to Matty. It was of southern origin and sung with a certain gusto that even the worried blond boy couldn’t resist… Soon, the woods were full of the most wonderful rendition of a most heartfelt song… The creatures of the shadows paused, and listened, as the two little choristers sang, and  the strains of ‘Dixie’ filtered joyously through the magical kingdom…

By the time they reached the fork in the trail, the boys were giggling again and whacking at the lower, overhanging branches of the giant firs with rather large sticks that resembled spears, at least, in the imagination of a 9 year old boy…

Suddenly, a clearing appeared and, a scene of inordinate beauty…. A tranquil forest pond lie in front of the boys, it’s banks lined in spectacular fashion, with an awesome display of nature’s palate… the vibrant crimson of the red maples mixed with the gleaming yellows and ambered golds of the poplars and beech trees… It was incredibly still, and in the silent water this spectacle was mirrored, reflecting the scene in mesmerizing fashion… The boys stood, side by side, in awe, and absorbed the impossible sight…

       “WOW” was all the young blond boy could whisper — It was almost sacrilegious to break the spell…
       Chris concurred. “Ain’t never seen anything more perty, Matty… This is my secret place… You’re my best friend now, so I wanted you to see it with me…My place… I come here to cry sometimes, but, I never leave here sad…I cried so much one day, I filled this here valley.. It used to be a crik, now it’s a cow waller… I mean, a pond…”  With that, the muddied, skinny boy giggled… a laugh of pure joy…

     The air was crisp, and the tops of the trees shivered with a passing breeze, as the two boys stripped off their clothes, giggling and peering at each other as each item was thrown to the side, revealing more and more of the slender physiques, until both of the lads were as naked as the day they were born…

 There was no shame, or reproachment, just a minor giggle, here and there, and a few questions…

Chris, of course, was first… “What happened to your willy, Matty?” The boy stood close to his friend, and, reached down to inspect the curious item…
       Matty jumped back… “Hey! Whatta ya doing?? Whatta ya mean what happened?”
       Chris laughed, and, pointed… “Well, it ain’t got no skin on the end, like mine do… What happened, you lose it or somethin’?”
       The blond boy looked down at his penis, then, over at his buddies’, and a look of confusion washed over him. “Why does your willy have wrinkly skin there?  Did it get stuck, or something?”
       “Naww!!  Let me show you somethin’… Here, watch this..” With that, the dark haired boy grabbed the skin at the end of his willy and pulled back… a little, pink head slowly emerged and then, popped out, as if to say hello to the little blond boy… “If I do that agin and agin, it gets bigger ‘n bigger… Wanna see?”
        “No, that’s OK… I believe you…only…. doesn’t it hurt you to do that, Chris?”
        “Naww!!  Why would it hurt?  Here, you do it!! …. it’s OK… I don’t mind… It don’t hurt none…”
        Matty hesitated and started to say ‘no’ but, then, his curiosity was just too much… He stepped closer to Chris, till they were side by side, and, gingerly reached down… The little penis was soft to the touch, and Matty shivered with the new feelings that washed  over him… He gently squeezed the soft skin and pulled back, as Chris had done, until the little, mushroom- shaped head popped out of hiding… With his thumb, he rubbed the pink bud and Chris shivered with delight… “That feels really cool, Matty”…
      The boy sighed and then groaned, and, Matty felt the tiny member start to lengthen… Startled, he looked up at Chris , who now had his eyes shut, and then squeezed again… The little willy was now pointing straight up, and twitching… Matty quickly let go, and stepped away, afraid…
      “Don’t stop, Matty… keep doin’ that!! It feels so good!!”
      The blond boy was petrified… “What happened?  Why did it do that??  Did I break it?”
      Chris laughed, and then howled, and, did a little dance, slapping his pale buttocks for effect. “It ain’t broken… it’s supposed to do that… don’t you know nothin’? My brother calls it a boner, ’cause it gets to lookin’ like a bone, or somethin’ ” He reached down and grabbed the stiff member and jerked up and down on it, and danced in a circle around the confused boy, giggling with joy the whole time…
      Matty grimaced, and, pushed at the skinny boy as he lurched at him, penis still firmly in hand as if to stab it into the blond boy’s stomach.. “Quit that!! You look like a monkey or something! What’s wrong with you, anyways?? “
     ” Ain’t nothin’ wrong with  me… ain’t you never got one yourself??”
     ” Sure I have, only….. I … well, I didn’t know what it was called… I thought it meant it was hurt, or something… Chris, what makes it stick out like that?”
     ” You sure are dumb when it comes to yur pecker, Matty!!
     ” Forget it then… I was just wondering”, said Matty as he blushed and turned away.
      Chris grabbed his arm and stopped him…”Hey, it’s OK, to tell you the honest to goodness truth Matty, I only figgered it out just last month!! My brother told me how it works… See, this here pecker has a bone inside, so, iffin you tug it enough the bone comes out and makes it all stiff!!”
      ” A bone?? Really?? Well that would sure make it stiff, only…”
      ” Only, what, Matty??  Anybody can see that my pecker is stiffer than yourn…” With that, Chris grabbed onto Matty’s willie, and, started to tug at it…
      ” Oww!!  What are you doing?? That hurts!!”
       The dark haired boy giggled, but continued…” I’m givin’ it room fer that bone to come through…you’ll see… it feels really good!” And, sure enough, within a minute of tugging and squeezing, Matty looked down to see his willy at attention…”
        Chris let go, delighted, and, proclaimed, ” See, now we’re like brothers… I do this every night with my brother, just to make sure it works!!”
        ” Your brother?? You mean, you and him, touch each other, every night?”
        ” Sure!! He says he likes it, and, he REALLY does… he breathes like a mule, or somethin’ when I go faster and faster, and then this stuff leaks out… sometimes it shoots out, all over the place… right like when you pee, only it ain’t pee… it’s more like sticky and white an’ all…”
        ” Gross!!  You play with your brother’s willy?”
        Chris looked confused and grew quiet…  “Matty…. he said he wanted me to… do you think I done wrong?”
         Matty looked at the young, skinny boy with the suddenly sad eyes… “I don’t know Chris… I guess you didn’t mean to do anything wrong… Jesus said that to do wrong, you have to mean it… It has to be in your heart to be bad… Do you know what I mean?”
        ” Uh.. you mean if I did it bad and nothin’ came out, I did wrong?”
        ” What?? Are you nuts , or something?? I didn’t say anything about…. Oh, never mind, I guess you didn’t do anything bad… Geezz!”

          The boy felt a nervous queasiness in his stomach now, but, then, as he glanced at his new friend’s naked body, he felt the familiar tingles in his own groin… the ones he felt, every night, as the memories ushered in his dreams about the  boys that stirred his imagination, every day… It was no longer a joke or just play… It had become a confusing, personal thing, and a look of sadness washed over the boy’s face…
         Chris  looked at Matty and, asked, “What’s wrong, Matty? You OK?  Didn’t mean nothin’ by it! I was just funnin’ you…”
        Matty looked at the boy, and started to speak, but, noticed that the boy was still erect, and, it was still twitching, as was his…  He had never seen, or felt anything so strange, yet exciting, before, but, confusing at the same time!!

It would remain a vivid memory in his life, as it was the very first time he ever touched a boy that way…
    
  

  “I gotta get this mud off of me…” He walked slowly away from his friend, glancing back at the beautiful, skinny boy, filling his thoughts with impossible, crazy things… kisses and touches and caresses…  He shook the feelings away at the first contact with the cool water… The bottom of the pond was silty, and Matty turned to his right, towards a more rocky area and there, the bottom was more granular. Underfoot it felt less peculiar and the boy waded into deeper water, following this sandy sediment… Soon, he was nearly submerged and the mud was billowing away from his body in a cloudy trail behind him..
      Chris followed, at a distance, unsure of Matty’s reaction, but, quickly regained his boisterous persona, and was singing at the top of his lungs, and sending splashed water Matty’s way, in an attempt to lighten the atmosphere…
      The blond haired boy resisted his friend’s attempts for as long as he could, but, then, the game was on… The water was cool and invigorating, and both boys were soon shedding the last remnants of their muddy battle, and engaging in a playful back and forth piggyback game… Whoever held his breath longer under water was entitled to the next ‘ride’– a wobbly ride on the naked back of his buddy… laughing and staggering around on the loose-  pebbled bottom while the rider goosed him in delicate areas… the belly and sides being the favorite targets…

        After a while, exhausted, but grinning, Matty called a cease- fire to a water -gun game that Chris had taught him… trapping a handful of water between both hands and squeezing suddenly, until the water jetted out with such force, it could knock a 9 year old boy backwards, if aimed properly!!  Matty headed for shore and, reached his muddy clothes.. Laughing, he took the pile, and tossed them at Chris, who was following close behind… A final battle ensued… Muddy clothes were now weapons of sorts, the boys yelling and ducking, as a muddy pair of pants became an incoming missile… Matty’s BVDs somehow ended up hanging from the lower branches of a paper birch, snagged, just out of reach… Chris howled with delight, as the naked blond boy jumped, time after time, trying to reclaim his soggy underwear…

        What had gone unnoticed, however, during all the fun, was the darkening sky, and, the cold wind, that now gusted through the Autumn scape, blowing small drifts of colorful leaves, like confetti, into the rippled water of the secret pond…

        The branch holding the soggy shorts suddenly released it’s captive as a gust of wind buffeted the woods… Matty looked up at the darkening sky as he wrung the water from his dripping briefs…
        ” Something’s not right, Chris!! ” the boy exclaimed… Almost at that instant a crackle of thunder startled the boys… It seemed to be overhead!!  Both boys jumped at the sharp retort, and, frantically began dressing, and, running at the same time… Matty was in the lead, and, as they ran, the sky grew darker yet, boiling with monstrous black clouds that seemed to be screaming across the sky… The forest was an eerie place now, silent but for the angry, whistling wind, and the sudden shriek of an excited jay.

    

 As they neared the edge of the woods, the sky opened, and the boys were instantly pelted with large pieces of ice, that stung the tops or their heads and exposed skin… Panicked, they retreated, back to the safety of the towering firs,  Chris tripping, and falling over yet another root, and, Matty helping him up…

         The storm intensified, and, a wicked bolt of lightning lit the sky, and struck with a terrible, sizzling bang. The top of a magnificent fir exploded into flames, no more than 100 yards from the two huddled boys, who were now crying and frantically looking for a place to hide, holding on to each other for comfort… Matty began to pray, “Jesus, help us, please!! Please… ”

         God was not in charge, at that moment, tho, as the blond boy’s prayer was interrupted by a torrential curtain of rain that the devil himself had sent, obscuring the last views of the steep hill that was the path home….

     Continued in Part 6….

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