Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2000 14:42:51 -0500
From: fsw <fsw99@mindspring.com>
Subject: Matt and Mike Chapter 22

Warning! This story contains sex between minor boys. If you are underage,
this is illegal in your country, or do not like this type of story, please
do not read this.

			       MATT and MIKE

			    Chapter Twenty Two

The next morning, Rick and Zack woke up early in each other's
arms. "Morning. How did you sleep?", Rick said, as he kissed Zack for the
first time that day.

"Not very well. I kept getting waked up during the night by moans and
screams. How about you?", he smiled, kissing Rick back.

"About the same. I think that your little innocent brother isn't so
innocent any more. I have a feeling that Matt and Mike taught him a few
things last night.", Rick said, laughing.

"Either that, or they didn't like him and decided to tie him down and
torture him.", Zack said, also laughing.

"Oh, they may have tortured him, but I think they like him, all right. Come
on, put on a robe and let's wake them up. If they are going to keep us up
all night, we shouldn't let them sleep any more than we did.", Rick said.

They both put on robes and snuck down the hall to Matt and Mike's
room. They didn't even go into Dillon's room to see if he was in
there. They were sure he wasn't.

They were right. When they opened the door, all three boys were deep
asleep, with their arms and legs entwined so much that they looked like a
human pretzel. Dillon was in the middle, with Matt and Mike on each
side. Rick couldn't help himself, he ran back to their room and brought
back his camera that developed it's own pictures. They each pulled back the
covers slowly, so not to wake the boys. Neither were surprised that all
three boys were all naked. Rick took three quick shots, and he and Zack
laughed softly to themselves as they watched them develop.

They hid the camera and pictures and both went over and jumped on top of
the three sleeping boys. They all woke up like they were being mugged.

"Hey, quit it. Get off.", Matt yelled.

"What are you trying to do.", Dillon said.

"We just thought that if you kept us up all night with your moans and
screams, we shouldn't let you sleep any later than we did. We had planned
on taking you all to Six Flags. Maybe, you are too tired to go.", Zack
kidded.

"Six Flags! All right!", Dillon yelled, sitting up. Then, what else Zack
said finally registered. "Oh, shit. You heard us last night?", he asked
softly, blushing deeply.

"We heard you. Jim probably heard you. Grandma and Grandpa are both hard of
hearing, so they probably didn't. All the neighbors probably did.", Rick
kidded.

"Oh, man. I am so sorry.", Dillon said, tears starting to form in the
corners of his eyes.

"Dillon, don't be sad. I have thought you might be gay for a long time. I
never asked you about it because I thought you would have come to me if you
wanted me to know. It is all right. I love you. I love being gay. I love
Rick. If that is what you have decided for yourself, I couldn't be happier
for you.", Zack said.

"Oh, Zack. Thanks for understanding.", Dillon said, and sat up and hugged
him, crying on his shoulder. Mike and I finally realized we were uncovered
and completely naked. We didn't care.  Rick had seen us before. We both got
up, got fresh clothes for today, and followed Rick back to his room.

The three of us went into the bathroom together and showered, talking to
each other as we did.  No, only one person in the shower at a time. No
sex. Just sharing time between three brothers who loved each other. Even if
Rick had wanted to play around a little, I don't know if Mike or I could
have gotten it up again after last night anyway. That was a stupid
comment. Of course, we could. But, none of us even thought about sex. Love
and sharing is more important, anyway.

We went downstairs, and were greeted by Jim, who was drinking coffee and
reading the sports section of the paper. He got up and gave us all a
hug. Even Rick. We all love hugs. "Do I need to bring in extra sound
insulation for your room? It is either that, or you guys have to learn a
little self control. I could hear you all the way to my room, with my door
shut.", he kidded.

Jim knew all about us being gay. We didn't try to hide anything from him.
"That was Dillon, not us. Don't let him know we told you. Sorry if we kept
you up.", I said, and I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Me too. Sorry.", Mike said, as he also lightly kissed his other
cheek. Nothing sexual from either of us, just showing affection. We were
both beginning to love our Uncle.

Jim was taken back from our show of love. You could see tears forming in
the corners of his eyes.  He had been trying to get us to trust him for a
long time, and I guess this was a big breakthrough.  "I don't mind being
waked up at night, as long as I get a good morning kiss like that from each
of you.", he said.

We liked that. We both went over and hugged him from both sides. "Thanks
for taking us in and being good to us.", I said.

"Yeah, me too.", Mike added.

Jim just held us and looked at Rick, who also had tears forming. He knew we
didn't open up to ANY adult much. We did to Rick and Zack, who were really
adults, but they were closer to our age, and more like boys like us to Mike
and I.

We finally ended the hug, and each of us got a bowl of cereal for
breakfast. Zack and Dillon didn't come down for a long time. They told us
later that they had made love to each other after talking for a long
time. Both of them had wanted this for years, but were afraid to approach
the other. They became MUCH closer after today. They could now share
anything, and nothing was a secret between them again. We now had a new
member of our little family.

We did go to Six Flags that day. The crowds weren't bad, and all five of us
had fun just talking and sharing when we did have to stand in line. It was
a great day. Dillon did have some trouble sitting on some of the rougher
rides. I wonder why?

Dillon had so much fun, he interviewed for a job, even if it was only going
to be for several weeks. Six Flags always needed extra help towards the end
of the summer, so he was quickly hired. There was a bus stop not far from
our house that had a bus that went straight to Six Flags, so it was
convenient. He started the next day.

All of us settled into our normal daily lives. Dillon was now recognized as
a member of our family, and was treated as such. Which meant he also had to
share in the "chores" around the house, had to contribute money for food
and utilities, but also knew he had a home away from home anytime he wanted
it. He did so eagerly. Grandma even said that she would keep his room for
him, and he could use it anytime he wanted to. He only had his mother at
home, as his and Zack's Dad had divorced their mother years ago and moved
to the west coast. He really enjoyed being part of his new big family.

We had sex again, but it became less and less. Both Mike and I could
clearly see that he really wanted someone of his own to love. He really
felt like he was intruding into our lives, and although we all enjoyed the
sex, his heart really wasn't into it.

His life changed on the Thursday after he had joined us on the previous
Saturday. This was his fourth day at work. He had the glorious job of
walking around the park and sweeping up trash thrown on the ground by the
customers. What else could he expect if he was only going to work there for
a few weeks.

Dillon had on his employee uniform, that consisted of a button up shirt and
shorts. His whole body was a deep brown from living at the community pool
before coming to visit us. There was not much else to do at home.

He looked up from sweeping up some trash, and saw the most beautiful boy he
had ever seen, staring at him. The boy was 14, had sandy blonde/brown hair
and bright blue eyes. His eyes were his best feature. They stared at each
other for a few seconds, until Dillon walked over to him.

"Hi. Are you enjoying the park?", Dillon asked.

"Yeah. It is great. My friends went to ride something I really didn't care
about riding, so I told them I would meet them here. I am just passing the
time, watching the people walk by. There isn't this many people in my whole
town. We have been riding stuff all day, and I just wanted a break.  You
know?", he asked.

"Sure. I come from a small town, too. My name is Dillon. What is your
name?", he asked.

"Clark. Nice to meet you.", he said, shaking Dillon's hand.

When their hand met, it was like electricity shot through both of their
bodies. Neither wanted to let go of the other's hand, and they went on
shaking hands for several seconds, staring at each other in the eyes. If
you don't believe in love at first sight, you should have been there.

Dillon finally broke of the handshake, and said, "Nice to meet you,
Clark. Where do you live, anyway?"

"I live in XXX. You probably haven't even heard of it, living here in the
big city.", Clark said.

Dillon's heart almost stopped. "No way. You can't live there. That's where
I live. I am just visiting my brother here for a few weeks because I was
going crazy at home. Where do you live?", Dillon said excitedly.

"I live in XXX subdivision. We just moved in last week. It is a new
subdivision, so you might not know where it is.", Clark answered.

Dillon was shaken up enough to sit down on a bench after Clark told him
this. Clark sat down next to him. "You HAVE to be shitting me. You can't
live there. I live there. This is so unbelievable, it can't be true. It is
almost like fate, or something. What street do you live on?"

It turned out that they lived far apart. Two whole blocks! Clark's house
had it's own pool, so he hadn't gone to the community pool yet. The friends
he was with had organized this trip because they were sorry that Clark's
Mom had sold their old house and moved them far away. They wouldn't be
getting to see Clark much any more, at least until they all got their own
cars. Clark's Mom sold real estate for a living, and knew that the property
values in the new subdivision would sky rocket over night, so they moved
over Clark's protests. Clark was liking the idea of the move more and more
by the second.

"How long are you going to be here?", Dillon asked.

"We are going back on Sunday. Why?", Clark answered.

"You won't believe the family I am visiting. They are all so cool. I'll bet
that I could talk them into letting you stay with us until then. They have
a huge house. We HAVE to get to know each other better. I don't even have
any close friends in my subdivision.", Dillon said. Work was totally
forgotten.

"Me either. I haven't met anyone my age yet. I'll have to call my Mom and
ask first. Where can I meet you?", Clark answered, clearly excited.

"I am always around this area. This is what I do all day, walk around and
sweep. You won't have any problem finding me.", Dillon said.

"Great! Let me see if I can find my Mom. She works out of our house, but I
don't know if she is home or not. I'll come back later.", Clark said
quickly.

"Look, one more thing you have to understand. My brother is gay. He lives
there with his lover.  There are two other boys about our age who also live
there, and they are gay, too. All of them really love each other. I just
thought you need to know first. If you aren't comfortable around them, then
maybe we should just wait until we get back home to get together.", Dillon
said. He was prepared to be hurt, but wanted to tell Clark the truth up
front.

Clark just stared at him for a long time. Their eyes never left each other,
but the silence was deafening to Dillon. "I don't have a problem with
that. Can I ask you something? It is personal, so you don't have to answer
if you don't want to. I know we only met a few minutes ago.", Clark said.

"OK, go ahead and ask.", Dillon replied, nervous about what was coming.

"Are you gay, too?", Clark almost whispered. There were lots of other
people walking near them.

"I don't know. Probably. I just haven't met the right person yet.", Dillon
said honestly, but blushing fiercely.

"That is exactly the way I feel. I'll see you later.", Clark said, leaning
in and kissing Dillon on the lips in front of everybody, and then running
away.

Dillon just sat there like a statue. He was frozen in place. This awesome
looking boy had actually kissed him! And, he might be spending the next
three nights with him. Work was totally out of the question. He did get up
and walk around a little, but he bumped into customers more than he
actually swept up anything. His mind was not on work. His mind was on
Clark.

     To Be Continued

Any reader's comments or criticisms are appreciated. The more comments I
get, the quicker I will forward more chapters. Again, I am trying to tell
the story using actual facts, but I do insert parts of the story that did
not really happen. The boys always give me permission, before I submit my
version. I hope you like this method of telling a story. Any comments can
be sent to fsw99@mindspring.com. The only gratification I really get out of
writing is your comments. I have made good friends out of Matt and Mark,
and could use some more.