The Awakening
 
By: Backwoods Boy
(© 2022 by the author)

Edited by: Michael

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Chapter 6

Saturday, August 17, 1968

Jalen and Cato lived together in a small, one-bedroom home. When Jalen and Brian entered, Jalen was apologetic.

"It's not much but it's home."

"That's what counts."

"Want a beer?"

"That would be great."

While Jalen was getting the beer, Cato and Tyler burst through the front door. Talking excitedly about the car wash, they went to the kitchen to grab sodas and snacks before heading into the bedroom the brothers shared.

Jalen identified an easy chair for Brian to sit in and then sat down in another across from him. Jalen took a sip of his beer and opened the conversation.

"I'm nineteen and attending community college. I'd rather enlist in the Air Force than get drafted. How do you handle being gay in the military?"

Brian thought for a few moments about how to proceed.

"It wasn't an issue for me until two weeks ago when I met Randy and Devin. I'd never had sex, and spent my life in denial about my sexuality. My plan now is to keep quiet and to keep my off-duty life separate and low-key. Right now, I don't have any great experience or wisdom to share."

Jalen nodded. "Fair enough. It's a place to start."

He posed another question.

"Cato told me what he knows about you." He drank some beer and smiled. "And I know about the night you spent with him at Devin's. Would you mind telling me a little about the rest of your time with the boys?"

In the bedroom, the activity had transitioned to wrestling on one of the two beds, accompanied by lots of giggling and laughing. The open door was directly in Brian's line of sight. As he responded to Jalen, he wondered if his location had been chosen deliberately.

"They were all friendly from the beginning. Once they realized how inexperienced I was, they've been guiding me along. They've been very supportive and helpful."

Jalen smiled. "And maybe taking advantage of the situation?"

Brian laughed. "Yeah, they're having their fun, but I'm not being taken advantage of."

The wrestling on the bed continued. Brian watched as Cato hung Tyler's Speedo over the headboard. He adjusted his rising boner.

As Brian talked about the first weekend and how he'd made the decision to be himself, he saw Cato kneel between Tyler's legs with lube on his fingers. Cato grinned and leaned forward, and suddenly everything was quiet. Distracted, Brian paused, and Jalen smiled at him.

"Are they screwing?"

Brian nodded his head. "Uh-huh."

Jalen stood up and looked into the bedroom. Brian got up and stood beside him. Cato was silently screwing Tyler, and it looked like he would be at it for a while. Jalen put an arm around Brian's shoulders.

"I'd like to make love to you."

That would happen on the bed next to Cato and Tyler, and clearly Jalen was cool with it. So, Brian would be too. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

"I'd like that too."

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In the bedroom, Jalen and Brian took off their shorts, and Brian sat on the edge of the bed, prepared to get on his back. Jalen had other ideas.

"Sit cross-legged near the center of the bed, if you would."

Brian moved onto the bed and sat as requested. Facing Brian, Jalen assumed the same position, his lube on the bed beside him. Leaning forward, he pulled Brian's head towards him and kissed the older boy. Brian put his hands on Jalen's shoulders and responded, realizing that in his activities with the younger boys, there had been no kissing. To the younger boys, fucking was fun. Jalen was going to make more out of it.

Still locked in a kiss, Jalen began to caress Brian's back and shoulders. Brian followed his lead, accepting him as a mentor. Then Jalen slowly pushed Brian onto his back. Leaning over, he nuzzled Brian's neck before moving downward, gently touching his friend's chest and abs with his tongue and lips. His fingers drifted lightly over Brian's body, focusing on erogenous zones, raising his friend's arousal to a fever pitch. When he reached Brian's hard cock, he licked it gently and then went down on it briefly before moving back up.

Jalen slowly slid his pole inside, more gently than anything Brian had experienced. As Brian moaned softly, Jalen began to move inside him. Already aroused, Brian's sexual excitement grew quickly. Before he could control it, he was shooting sperm between them.

Brian's arousal subsided, but soon began to grow again. It took longer to get there the second time, but it was better than the first. For what seemed like an eternity, Jalen held him on the edge, writhing uncontrollably, gasping with excitement, wanting to cum but not wanting to at the same time.

They came together, and once again Brian felt that sense of oneness. This time, Jalen's orgasm fused with his own. When it was over, Jalen gently pulled out and stood up, but Brian lay quietly for some time with his eyes closed, storing the experience forever in his memory.

When Brian opened his eyes, he found Cato and Tyler sitting on the edge of the other bed, watching him. Cato smiled and spoke proudly.

"He's good, isn't he? I was thirteen the first time he did that to me. He made me cum three times. My brother taught me everything I know."

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Returning alone to the park, Brian spread his towel on the beach and dropped down onto his back. Putting his hands behind his head, he thought about the day. He'd not only experienced his first two times on top, but he'd been treated to real love-making, as opposed to recreational sex.

Lost in thought, he suddenly realized that someone was standing over him. He looked up at a bulge in a Speedo and then into Tyler's grinning face.

"Cato told me to look for you here."

As he made room for the boy to sit on his towel, Brian wondered how much else Cato had told him. He was surprised to see the boy at this park. Desegregation was legally established, but its acceptance lagged. Tyler looked boldly at Brian's crotch.

"I like your shorts, especially when they're wet. Cato calls them your fuck-me shorts."

Brian laughed. "Cato's right. And I like your Speedo, especially when you're washing my car."

Tyler grinned. "Did you like what else you saw?"

"Oh, yeah. Did anybody complain about that?"

Tyler laughed. "One old lady told me I was being vulgar, but I didn't care. Most people ignored it. The rest liked it. One guy reached out his window and touched it."

"Didn't your friends give you any shit about it?"

Tyler grinned. "Nope. They all knew Cato dared me to do it." His grin broadened. "He dared me to fuck you too."

"When did he do that?"

"After we watched Jalen fuck you. That was so hot."

"Do you watch guys screw very often?"

"Nope. I'm usually doing the screwing. Cato took me home to get you turned on for Jalen and then to watch him fuck you. He told me it'd be educational." He smiled reminiscently. "It was."

Brian began to see Cato as a mischievous scamp. Tyler's next comment confirmed that Cato had a co-conspirator.

"Devin says you've got the hots for my body."

Brian smiled. "Yeah, I did tell him that."

"Cool. I've got the hots for yours too." He paused for a few moments. "Cato told me you're a good swimmer. Wanna swim out to that island?"

The island being referenced was twenty acres in size and five hundred yards from the mainland. Brian had wanted to explore it. This was his opportunity.

"That would be great."

************

It took the boys ten minutes to swim to the island. Once there, Tyler became the tour guide. As they walked around the perimeter, he excitedly pointed out the natural features and recreational opportunities. They spent a while diving from a rock ledge into the lake, and then they took a path to the center of the island where an old, decaying cabin stood. Tyler stopped in front of the cabin.

"My grandparents lived here many years ago, before the dam was built. There was a town with a school nearby. Now, all that is under water. My family owns the island."

He showed Brian the old well and where several fruit and nut trees were failing in their attempt to survive.

"I like to come out here and think about the past, but it's also a good place to have fun." His eyes flashed with excitement as he took Brian's hand. "Come with me."

He led Brian through some thick brush to an old root cellar. The rock foundation and low walls supported a roof made of logs and covered with sod. Surprisingly, the structure was still sound.

With Brian following, Tyler stepped down and entered the cellar. The cooler temperature was a refreshing change from the hot, humid air outside.

The doorway was suddenly in shadow. Brian looked out and observed clouds moving in from the east.

From a shelf inside the doorway, Tyler picked up an old ammunition box containing a few candles and a supply of matches. He struck a match, lit one of the candles, and placed it in a candle holder that stood on the shelf.

The flickering candlelight revealed an eight-by-twelve-foot room with shelves on both sides and a mattress, on a base of salvaged lumber from the old cabin, at the other end. Besides some old canning jars, the shelves held cans of food, a camp stove, a mess kit, a variety of comic books, and a couple of blankets. On one shelf lay a tube of lubricant and an open jar of Vaseline.

"Not many people know about this place. It's sort of a clubhouse for Cato and me."

Tyler removed his Speedo and tossed it onto a shelf.

"This is a special place for me. I could have screwed you on the beach, except I wanted to do it here."

Brian removed his shorts and tossed them next to Tyler's Speedo.

"I'm glad you brought me here to do it. It's a really cool place."

Tyler smiled with happiness as he picked up a tube of lubricant.

"Thanks. Since you're a backwoods boy, Cato and Devin thought you'd like it. Get down on your hands and knees."

Tyler wasn't going to waste any time with formalities. Brian was back to the world of recreational sex, and he had no objections to that.

Moving behind Brian, Tyler slowly slid his hard cock inside. That was where caution ended. He immediately began to pound hard, deep, and fast. Brian leaned down on his forearms. Gripping the mattress tightly, he moaned with excitement. Another new experience, and he loved it. He pushed back against Tyler, trying to get the boy's boner in further.

"Harder, Tyler!"

Tyler laughed softly.

"A little different than Jalen, isn't it?"

"I loved what Jalen did, but I love what you're doing to me too."

For several long minutes, Tyler had his fun. Then it was suddenly over, and Brian had taken yet another load from one of his young friends. And once again, during Tyler's climax, he'd experienced the unification which was becoming very familiar. No one else seemed to have that experience. Was it unique to him? Or maybe it was something they simply described as hot.

It was the flicker of the candle and the brief draft of cold air that got Brian's attention. He stepped to the root cellar door and looked out. It was ten degrees colder outside than it had been only minutes before. The increasing wind from the lake and the darkening sky told him a storm was moving in. Thunder rumbled in the distance.

Brian was used to thunderstorms, and realized he and Tyler were in the best place possible to sit it out. Tyler came to the door behind him.

"We gotta get back to the mainland."

He started up the steps, but Brian pulled him back inside.

"We need to stay right here, Tyler. It's the only safe place around."

"But..."

"No buts, Tyler. We're staying here."

His statement was punctuated by a flash of lightning followed immediately by a loud clap of thunder. He stood in the doorway and watched as the rain began to fall. Like a cow peeing on a flat rock, had been his grandfather's expression.

Stepping back out of the rain, Brian watched as the water ran down the steps and soaked into the dirt floor. He looked out again and saw the faint line of blue sky behind the storm. It wouldn't last long.

Realizing Tyler was no longer beside him, he turned to find the boy curled up in a fetal position on the mattress with his arms protecting his head. Brian moved quickly to the mattress and knelt down. Even though the temperature inside the root cellar hadn't changed, Tyler was shaking like a leaf.

Brian almost laughed. The boy who brazenly exposed himself in public, who boldly dove from cliffs, who confidently seduced an older boy and then rabbit-fucked him, was afraid of a thunderstorm. But it was no laughing matter. Brian reached for a blanket and spread it over Tyler. Then, lying down behind him, Brian protectively wrapped his arms around the boy.

"It's okay, Tyler. It'll be over in a few minutes."

As Tyler began to relax, Brian returned his attention to the storm. It was already moving off to the west. Putting on his shorts, he stepped to the door and looked out. The sun was emerging radiantly from behind the clouds, lighting them up in brilliant shades of red and orange.

Tyler emerged from his cocoon. Brian smiled at him.

"Come here and look."

Tyler pulled on his Speedo and joined the older boy at the door. Brian put a hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Look at the colors and the light on the wet trees."

The two boys stepped outside to take in the beautiful view and the cool, fresh air. Brian squeezed the younger boy's neck.

"Now we can swim back to the mainland."

To be continued...

Posted: 12/16/2022