Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2000 18:07:26 PST
From: Zachery o <macos75@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pat and me Part-14

Same as always: Under 18 or no consent to read sex between minors, then you
shouldn't be here. Just coverin' my hind end. Maybe you need to move or ask
mom and dad... Yea right! No squad cars, school buses or Kaypro computers
were dented in any way during the making of this chapter but no comment on
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Pat and Me Part 14 - Life Is a Bowl of Cherries

  Hot summer days are here again!


I woke up in a sweat-covered bed to find my two loves in life sleeping with
me. Young Christopher who is a year and four months and Patrick who is a
steamroller on feet yet just as lovable as anything in the world, wait he is
my world and so is Christopher. Chuck went back to living with his mom
although still lives here in a way, his spirit had never left us he just
wanted to have those tender moments with his mother. His dad is spending
time in the big house with bubba, and his brother is becoming a jar head in
the service. Little Chuck's world had been turned upside down, in many ways,
but now he is much happier with life. His childish energy was at its peak,
along with his hormones.

I looked over at the clock and rolled right into a small puddle of pee that
Chris had turned loose during the night. "What the hell! That's what the
washer is for." Just as I recoiled from the cold wetness, Chris had reached
around my neck with his arms and held close to me. I was his brother, yea,
but I was also his star. He depended on me for almost everything, now, as
mom started to get herself back on track with her job at the hospital. I
dragged my ass out of bed with Chris still holding me tight and headed to
the shower, little boy pee smells bad once it cools off. I got the water
just right, crawled under the water and began to wash my little brother's
tender little body; he sure loves the attention I give him. We finished up
and went back to my room where Pat was pulling the bedclothes off. His dick
was pointed straight up like a hook. If he was any shorter his cock could
have pulled the sheets off.

"Got anything planned today?" Pat spoke up.

"Nothin' really, but we gotta mow the lawn today and tame the weeds on the
backside down to the river."

"Shit, I was afraid of that. What about the little goblin here?"

"Let's call Chuck and see if he can watch him or should we call mom?"

"How about we do something first?" Pat started rubbing my skin over my tip
sending the river of blood into my cock. I wrapped myself around Pat and
stole a long deep kiss from his perfect lips. Pat broke the kiss when the
little one started to giggle at us. Little boys sure know what's going on.

"Not now, Pat. He doesn't need to see this"

"Yea but he's gotta learn sometime right?"

"Yea but a year-old?"

"You got a point, later then and hey no shirts today"

I tossed on my shorts and went out to the old Ford tractor and started my
chores. Pat took the little munchkin to mom's daycare at the hospital. They
had everything: daycare, full buffet, you name it, they have it. It's one of
the biggest around here and pays mom really good! I managed to talk the old
Ford into starting, after hosing it down with starting fluid. It erupted in
a big cloud of smelly diesel smoke. I didn't care: it was easier than a
push-mower. Tunes in the Walkman, cold dew and full tank on a hot day
without my shirt. At least I can get a good tan.

I'd finished the back side of the river, when I spotted Pat coming down the
hill on his bike with a bag in his hand, DINNER!

"Hey, guess who called today?" Pat broke the silence.

"I dunno who?"

"Wanna go camping this weekend? Gus called and invited us up to his parents
cabin"

"Oh cool did you tell him yea?"

"Course I did silly! Think I'm gonna turn it down?"

"Guess not, how about a little skinny dip?" My hardness was starting to poke
at the thought of a campout with Gus, one of my favorite studs in school.

We finished our dinner and dropped our shorts and made our way to the
slightly cooler water of the river that ran behind our property. The water
was crystal clear and I could see the schools of fish as they watched two
well-hung boys jump in the water. Instantly, Pat started a water fight,
splashing me all over, drenching my body and washing away the sweat of the
almost ninety-degree afternoon. It was early summer and our string of hot
days had gone into its third week. We stopped splashing and looked into the
others eyes. I saw Pat's commitment to me again as he pierced my soul with
his honesty and devotion. I pierced his with sincerity, love and my
protective instincts. Pat was my hero in many ways: always taking my shadow
but, alone together, he led the way. Slowly we both reached for the other
boy's hardness and carefully stimulated the sensitive places that made our
love so strong. Touch, feel, slowly aroused, our souls began to mesh in
harmony. Reality closed its doors; love opened the windows and soared in the
clear water.

Running my finger down his tight crack, I poked at that place that begged
for stimulation. Slowly my finger found its way inside, hitting its intended
target, sending Patrick to a new height. His large cock expanded within the
confines of the skin. His long self-made foreskin slid back, exposing the
hypersensitive bundle of nerves, the nerves that make Patrick feel the
things all teenage boys need to feel and experience. My boner was bobbing
from my heartbeat and was begging to be pumped, but I felt the need to love
Patrick in the water, Patrick's soul begged to be filled from behind.
Lip-locked, Pat slowly stroked my now tightly circumcised cock sliding the
little remaining skin over my tip sending sparks and flames across my groin,
my nuts went tight against my body and his fingers lightly touched the fine
hairs on my balls making my sack wrinkle in tightness. Without a word Pat
turned around and a higher power guided my stick to Pat's entry, his soul
opened the door and I entered filling him deeply. Slowly, I thrusted my dick
in and out, as Pat silently groaned from the intense feeling. I felt my tip
slipping by his large gland inside, the cool water made my sack tighten to
the point of sliding my nuts inside; they hovered in that little area above
my cock leaving my bag empty yet more sensitive. Each stroke of my tip
passing by brought a feeling of slight orgasm, you know the feeling just
before the real event yet not quite there. His hole tightened around my rod
as his orgasm was building inside, tighter and tighter. His tight hole
squeezed around my dick and we both exploded in sensation. Pat pumped his
white life-giving fluids onto nature. Each thrust went high in the air as my
system began to slam inside sending my makings deep within Pat who was now
starting to falter in the water; slowly he doubled over towards the water my
arms of love holding him up. My last impulses from within expelled some of
the largest wads I had ever felt, the sensation was like nothing else, my
last was dry and gave the signal to find level ground fast.

We sprawled out on the large rocks of the riverbank totally nude, the hot
sunlight slipped inside our ass cracks making our rings feel warm and a
little dry. My sack loosened up, my balls slid down inside and they rested
against the hot stone with a slight burning sensation. Drained, exhausted
but very happy we both found our lips together once again as we shared our
true love for the other boy. Nature intended us to be as one and we were
determined to follow our hearts.

"Zach?" Pat asked

"Yea, Pat"

"Thanks for that, thanks for being my friend, thanks for..." Pat drifted
off.

I held his hand in mine. I felt the connection, the energy of Pat's love and
returned it the same way. My heart felt so full and so free as I held his
hand in mine. I drifted off to sleep with not a single care in the world.
The slow puttering of the diesel tractor faded as my eyes closed, my mind
and soul lifted into the wind, Pat at my side.

My mind awoke with a start, as I heard the tractor stop suddenly. Footsteps
slowly cascaded the ground, twigs snapped, leaves rustled, faded sunlight on
one side, darkness to my other. My senses signaled an intruder, friend not
foe, quiet yet concerned. A flashlight rounded the corner to the riverbank
the shaft of light tore through the greyness of the light fog.

"Are you boys alright? Pat, Zach are you ok?" It was mom.

"Yea mom were ok, how did you know?"

"Mother's senses, c'mon back to the house before the bugs carry you away."

"Well that's almost impossible: Pat would overload them and... " my child
smart-ass instinct kicked in.

"Maybe so but if you don't stop filling him up like this maybe he wouldn't
be so big" moms instinct was in full gear as well.

We walked back to the house hand in hand, Pat in the middle holding mom's
hand and mine, totally nude without a care in the world. No one was going to
take that tractor or our shorts overnight, so we didn't bother. Mom talked
about her day and all of the people that were coming in from the heat, so
far no one had died and we could only hope for some relief. We also got a
little talking about being out so long and the running tractor without any
one around, mom will be mom and I love her for it. We got inside to the
coolness of the house, dry and quiet. We sat down at the table and chowed on
some fruit, while mom read the Lance, our local school paper. Mom was into
PTA and other community things, little to do around here so gatherings are
always welcome. I glanced at the front page for a moment to scan for
anything of interest, nothing really until I saw a small line at the bottom,

"Top 1O students of the 1985-1986 year."

I blew it out of mind and applied my energy to the orange peel when mom
broke the silence.

"Boys: did you read this paper yet??"

"No why?" Pat asked

"Your names are in it, I'm so proud of you!" Mom passed us the paper and in
black ink we saw our names right below Andrew's and Gus' for academic
excellence. We had no real idea we were that good. Sure we handed in our
papers and all that but it never crossed our minds we were that good. Seems
our school likes to surprise people like this. Not that it bothered me
really. I didn't expect this.

"Well boys, this looks like it could use some reward. First a drink, then a
plan maybe?"

Mom poured us each a drink. Alcohol was tightly moderated in our home, yet
not guarded from temptation. We were allowed to drink. However, I never
cared for the feeling of being drunk, something I experienced as a little
child with my dad. I wanted to try it and see and quickly discovered
throwing up was not fun. We toasted under the dimmed light, as the wind
stood still outside. The heat of the day quickly faded into space as the
clocked chimed eleven, mom got up and made her way to bed. Pat and I sat at
the table and looked into the other's eyes. Energy, love and total harmony:
our souls communicated without a word. We got up and made our way upstairs
for some serious loving. Quietly, the latch of my door sealed us within. Our
hands made our way across our smooth bodies, feeling the other's silky skin.
I gently rubbed Pat's firm ass as he touched my nuts inside my loose sack,
my hormones began to build my dick went up and began to leak in torrents. I
dropped to my knees and took Pat's lovetool between my lips and slowly
sucked his fat dick, my fingers teased his big nuts as they gently swayed in
the loose skin. His boyish smell filled my nose sending yet another river of
hormones loose within me. I tasted the salty yet sweet discharge as it
seeped past his beautiful slit, his foreskin bunched up by his balls leaving
the really sensitive skin exposed for me to pleasure. I sucked his cock with
care and tenderness yet with force and energy making his leg muscles tighten
as the waves of pleasure surged within his big body. Slowly without warning
Pat released his sweetness within me, the hot jets flowed with power and
might, his senses shorted out throwing sparks about my room, his moans of
pleasure masked by intense feelings in that small area. Wave after wave Pat
filled me inside coating my heart and soul, the smell of his musk overloaded
my system and I lost it all over the floor covering the throw rug that
softens the floor. All too soon it was over, our release turned to tiredness
and we collapsed in bed, our hearts beating as one, our minds drifting
together our souls soaring to a dreamscape, sleep comes like a drug in God's
country.

We awoke about the same time to a blank alarm clock and a hot, stuffy room.
Pat poked his eye out from beneath the covers, as he threw the thin sheet to
the floor, seeking relief from the heat of the morning. The hot summer sun
covered the trees out behind the house. I switched on the radio, nothing.
Grabbed my keys and headed out to my car to try and catch the news on the
radio, looks like Ag-Radio was going to be worth listening to this time.
Normally I could give a shit about July wheat prices and made it a point to
keep those stations off my pre-sets but this was too much. I turned the key
and the 35O diesel started without preheaters, turned on the A/C and the
local AM station.

"Once again all counties are without power this morning as Rural Electric
has experienced a major failure at one of its large generating plants
overnight. Twenty-five thousand are without power and no word on when the
power will return. We ask that everyone check on the elderly blablabla...
Weather for today, expect temps to near the one-hundred degree mark as this
heat wave continues into its twenty-first day..."

Wonderful, nice way to start the day. Hotter than hell and an even hotter
house, then I remembered that old generator of dads he had in the barn. It
was one that you connected to a tractor and could run a farm...wait a
minute, tractor?!? I ran across the back field to the old Ford still nude,
the sun beating down on my skin. I turned the switch and pushed the start
button and fogged the field with a thin black smoke, throwing it in gear
with the steel seat burning my ass I floored it across the field dropping
the mower behind the barn and pulling out that old generator. It was covered
in dust and hay but still turned. I pinned it and threw the PTO and watched
the meter jump to 24O volts. Dad was a shit in his personal life but he was
always thinking ahead. Now I know what that big plug was for behind the
machine shed. Plugged in and ready I hit the PTO again after turning off the
other breaker and the house was running once again. The old beast could run
for two days on a tank of fuel at full load, hell right now it was loafing
along as the A/C started up cooling the house so when mom came home she
could relax and Chris wouldn't have to suffer in the heat. Mom had a side of
beef in the freezer and there was NO way I was cleaning out an overheated
dead cow in the summer, no fuckin' way! I went back inside to find Pat
talking to mom on the phone. He handed it to me.

Mom filled me in on how to do this that and the other thing, all tensed up
until I told her about the old generator. She sighed in major relief: seems
the power had been out since midnight. The hospital had generators of its
own and, being the only one in thirty miles, they could run for months
without stopping. Mom was coming home early as she started work at three
AM... Looks like a quiet day around here while mom sleeps.

We finished getting instructions from mom about watering her garden, making
sure the house stayed clean and all that stuff. Pat and me got dressed and
went out to make the most of our day before the afternoon came about
bringing the heat with it. I set up a sprinkler to cover mom's garden and
another lightly spraying the front of the tractor remembering how sweat
cools people, figure it works on engines as well and started to work on my
car. The thing needed a little more top end and I knew just how to do it...
Pat took the truck and did some rounds checking on the older neighbors and
before I knew it nature had turned the sun over to broil and I had enough.

I took off my shorts and made my way to the back for a walk through the
sprinkler to cool off. The cold well water caught my by surprise as it ran
down my tanned skin, cooling my body and refreshing me slightly. The heat
was making me lazy yet horny, my cock went to full mast in seconds. What the
hell I thought as I began to stroke my hardon in the garden, soon sending
some relief loose and covering the ground, the droplets of water washed my
fertile seeds down sending them back to nature. I went back to the tractor
to check on the fuel, still almost full, engine speed, 18OO, frequency,
6O... Everything was looking good, last time I call that a piece of shit.

About the time I made my way down the hill back to the house I spotted mom
coming down the road with Pat right behind her only he had a passenger with
him, it was Gus. I flew into the house to get covered up not that he hasn't
seen it before not everyone was cool with nudity. Cut-offs and my cowboy hat
I met everyone on the front porch, Mom was talking about the heat and all,
people coming to the hospital in droves looking for relief. Pat took little
Chris inside where it was once again cool while mom tended her garden
leaving Gus and me to the porch swing.

"Did you see our names in the Lance man? My old lady went nuts over it!"

"Shit yea I can't believe it myself"

We started talking like old friends, you know everything that doesn't really
matter but just to talk. Gus came from a good family, a real cool brother
and his dad was super nice. If you ever needed a friend his dad was always
there, old time farmer who valued a hard day's work.

"Hey you wanna go for a swim the river is right out back?"

"Yea but I don't have any trunks"

"Since when did that stop you? Shit we know what the other has man lets go"

"Sounds good to me" I went in and rounded up Pat for a skinny-dip. Wasn't
sure if it would lead to more but we all could use a swim.

We made our way down to the river, the sun beating on our shoulders as it
beamed from the middle of the sky, the wind had stopped for a break, guess
it got lazy from the heat as well, we stripped and jumped in without a care
in the world. The water was cool as we splashed about, the laziness
dissolved and went downstream, our bodies were once again full of energy,
this was proved by Gus who sprung a bone and tried to hide it however Pat's
sharp eye caught it and smiled.

"Don't worry Gus I got one too see?" Pat stood up on the shore with a big
smile as his cock was at full mast, my cock was inflating quickly and Gus
smiled.

"Don't worry guys I'm cool with this stuff"

"No big deal we all got the same stuff right?" I assured

"Hey can you guys keep a secret I mean my parents know and all but no one
else does"

"Yea, sure man."

"I'm gonna be a dad man!" Our jaws dropped hitting the sand.

"Gus you mean... ?"

"Yup! It means I had sex with Linda and, well, I'm gonna be a dad in a few
weeks!"

"Gee, umm... I mean err... " I didn't quite know what to day, actually I was
hoping Gus was the other side...

"Don't sweat it man I'm still cool with the other stuff, you guys wanna you
know? Play?"

"You sure man isn't that like cheating?"

"Not really: Linda knows, and she knows you guys are cool. Dudes listen:
she's cool, ok?"

Without a word, Gus gently pushed back Pat's foreskin exposing his pink tip,
a drop formed at the end. He slid back his own natural skin showing a much
deeper purple as it glistened in the sun covered with precum. I gently slid
my skin forward trying to make it cover. However since puberty was over and
my cock was almost full size, my skin didn't grow with it and I was coming
up short at the end.

"You're the only ones I trust outside my family and the only ones I trust
with my secret. Linda and I really want this child and we worked hard at it.
Only now I've gone too long without any and I need some, you guys up for it
or... ?' I mean it's cool if you don't. I know you and Zach are, like, real
close and I don't wanna split you up."

I studied Gus' form: his body was perfect. At eighteen and now graduated
from high school he still had the features of a freshman. Small roundish
face without a blemish, deep tanned arms that were well muscled from growing
up on a farm his pecs stood out making his dark brown tits pointy and firm.
I reached for his hardness and began to rub his skin over the tip making his
legs tense up from the feeling. His sparsely-haired cock got even harder,
his nuts drew closer and before I knew it, he squirted out several waves of
sperm. The life giving fluids dribbled on my feet, relief covered his body.
All too soon, it was over for the moment, but being teens it didn't take us
long to recover.

"That's how come Linda is pregnant, I'm a fast trigger, kinda wish I was
like you, Zach, cut guys last longer"

"Yea but I know having the skin makes it more intense, just wish mine grew
with me." We both smiled knowing what was about to happen next.

Gus took Pat's hard cock in one hand, took mine in his other and began to
stroke us both at the same time. This was the first time we had ever been
stroked like this, a good test to see who came last as Gus kept the same
rate for both. Pat was the first to spurt all over, hitting a rock a few
feet away with a huge wad of cum. Waves spurted from his slit, as Gus kept
going and I followed a few moments later, dribbling all over his hand and
down my balls. Release and pleasure flooded my body. With our hormones
balanced, we went back to the water for more cooling off and a good water
fight, me getting hosed. We played in the water like little kids for the
longest time: splashing, swimming and skimming rocks across making waves.
Nothing important really but we enjoyed every minute of it.

"You guys up for a campout this weekend?" Gus asked.

"Heck yea! Anyone else gonna be there?"

"Just us and Linda. Hey, bring your girls if you want or you know... I can
do both sides" Gus smiled.

"Yea but I'm not sure I'm ready to be a dad just yet man. I mean my mom
would go nuts and Steph's mom would castrate me."

"No one said you had to get her knocked up man. Just have some fun with it,
you know."

"Guess your right. Hey how come so early? I mean I'm not sayin' it's wrong
or nothing but I was just wondering."

"Simple Zach, we both had the feelings at the same time and, well, we wanted
to do it bare and see if it happens. Something told me to just let it
happen."

As Gus said 'happen' a stream of pee flowed from the long puckered end of
his beautiful dick, just as nature intended and he didn't even notice. My
system also decided it was time and Pat was right behind me, we all sat on
the big rock and peed down the side, three boys doing what needed to be done
in perfect harmony. The sun was hot the wind was still and the bugs were
gone as we talked about life, the very thing we were new at.

"So Zach, Pat have you... " all those questions, answers, things we did in
the past, so vivid in our minds. Soon the sun went behind the trees and the
air began to cool off, actually the air got heavier with all the humidity of
the day falling down. Totally loosing track of time, it was close to nine
and we made our way back to the house, the main power was still out.
However, the old tractor kept going like it was nothing.

"Gus you wanna spend the night man I got room" I offered yet I knew he might
need to be with Linda. The look on his face told me.

"No I wish I could man but I gotta take care of my girl but thanks for
offering man that means a lot, no one ever invited me to stay over."

I sensed a feeling of despair coming over Gus and without thinking I reached
out my arms and hugged him close, nothing sexual, nothing hidden behind the
hug, just a good friend kind of hug. We went to my room and we got dressed
so I could drive him back home but before I had a foot inside my shorts Gus
reached under between my legs and gently rubbed my balls sending my dick up
like a spring, looks like he wants a little before we go.

"You guys want to? I mean it's gonna be a week, you know," he smiled.

"We got all night man, and don't worry about my mom, she's cool"

"Dude, I know your mom is cool so you wanna?"

Not another word was spoken as 3 boys began the ritual of pleasing the
others senses as best he could. For some reason, I wanted his thick short
uncut cock in my ass and I wanted it bad. I got on my knees and soon had his
hardness inches from my lips, the smell of his musk, that earthy smell of
hormones and nature, the smell that turns all boys on. His big balls hung in
his thick sack, the skin was slightly sweaty and totally smooth not a hair
on it. I breathed in the musk of his reproductive system, the same one that
has made another life, another child. Gently sliding his foreskin back, his
now exposed head glistened in the light of my bedroom, so dark and purple,
the blood enriched nerves begged for stimulation. Patrick was also worked up
as he lay on the floor just under my ass playing with my cock from the
front, his tongue lapping at my balls from below, without a thought for
himself. I took Gus' hard dick between my lips and slowly licked about his
sweet head making his knees buckle slightly from the overload, my fingers
gently stroked his balls making his sack firmer yet more supple, my other
finger went for his hole in back, gently I rubbed the tight pucker making
him clench his ass cheeks tighter.

"Ooohh, Zach, man! Don't stop man, just slow down. I'm getting close, man,
oooohhh!" Words of adolescence filled my room.

The smell of underarm filled my nose, not the dirty smell. Just that light
odor that stimulates the brain and makes a connection with the testicles
below. Pat got up and made his way around to Gus' backside and offered his
piston, Gus thrusted back slightly bringing his hole to Pat's dripping tip,
things were about to get serious. From between Gus' legs I watched Pat sink
his cock deep within Gus, inch by inch his long dick slid inside, making Gus
moan gently. My ass tingled with the thought of having something between its
lips and I could wait no more. I got up and presented my hole for Gus'
enjoyment. Not a moment was wasted as I felt the wet tip of his thick
uncircumcised dick touch my pucker, slowly it passed each ring inside
filling me with great feelings not to mention a nice fat dick. A slight pop
inside and his head was in me, slowly the shaft sank deeper as the loose
foreskin bunched up behind. No friction was felt, not the friction you feel
from a circumcised boy, no this was totally different. A gliding sensation
inside, only his long slender tip passing my mound inside, sending a charge
down my legs as he thrust forward. Slowly, in and out, he charged the both
of us at once, Pat behind and me in front. I felt the streamlined head of
his natural cock pass my gland inside, sensations filled my body, swirling
down my legs, rebounding behind my cock, making that male itch stronger by
the moment. The sounds of pure sex filled my ears, the smell of a boy
turning into a man filled my nose, a natural cock filled my lower lips
making me feel full, the feel of lust, want and tightness. A feeling that
can't be put to words, suddenly the feeling of erratic movements as his
orgasm began to cover his nerves. Instantly, I clamped my ass tighter,
trying to suck as much of his dick inside me as I felt his movements become
jerky. My body began to ready itself for the incoming wash, the very thing
that makes it all worth while. My system went to auto-pilot the same time
Pat released himself deep within Gus, who moments later thrust himself
against me, sending a very large river of hot juice deep inside. Frantically
pumping as hard as he could, his muscles pumped huge wads inside. All the
while, his hot breath filled my ear. Words of lust came from his lips and,
that moment, I turned loose all over the floor. I watched myself squeeze out
the huge wads; they went everywhere. My dresser, floor, rug, everything was
covered in sperm, my system went to overload and I passed out face first on
the floor. Gus still had his fat cock stuffed deep inside me... sleep took
me out of reality. Gus and Pat were right behind me, both passing out next
to me.


I awoke around five to find Pat and Gus were still stuck together on the
floor, Pat's cock was covered slightly and Gus had his foreskin out at a
point on the end. I admired his natural dick. The very tool that made
another life, the tool that brought us together and that filled me up. Wow!
I felt alive somehow, different alive, but I liked it. The sun was starting
to come over the trees as I watched the shadows grow smaller bringing on
another hot day. I focused my eyes back on the two boys sleeping in my room.
Patrick who was starting to lean out loosing his boyfat, his muscles were
starting to take shape. Gus was already full-grown now. His muscles were
shaped across his body like artwork. The fine details and lines were
visible, yet he still had a lot of little boy left in him. His tanned form
slowly breathed as he slept on my floor, spent from last night's action,
recharging his inner system. I clawed my way into my bed; my sleeping
position left me with a stiff neck. Softness enveloped my body and just
before the lights went out in my head I was joined by Pat and Gus, Patrick
hugged me from the front and Gus spooned against my back, his soft meat
lightly pressed into my tight mounds. Sex went out of mind as love covered
our bodies. We slept until late that morning...

"BOOOMMmmmmm!" Flash, Flash!

I jumped up in my bed and looked about to find a strong thunderstorm had
made its way across the land bringing some needed relief. Pat and Gus woke
up at the next explosion of thunder followed by more bright flashes and a
loud ear-splitting Pow! as a tree somewhere on the property was hit. The
rain came in torrents. The wind howled, peppering the house with hailstones.
Christopher was crying in his crib and I raced to hold him, my fathering
instincts kicked in... Go protect your child now!'

Safe in my arms little Chris quieted down and we made our way to the
upstairs patio door in my room. Little Chris watched as the rain pummeled
the trees and ground. Hailstones were blowing sideways across the landscape,
and I remembered the tractor. I went to the other window on the east side
and looked out to see the contraption was still going not missing a beat,
steam rolled off the muffler. The engine hummed along challenging the storm.
Out of mind. I went back to my room holding my little guy in my arms as he
began to protest leaving the window. He was fascinated by the power of the
storm. The sheer energy drew him back to the patio door after squirming out
of my arms. We stood behind the tall double-pane glass, hand in hand,
watching the storm unleash its delicate fury upon the land with no end in
sight. Bolts of lightning flew across the deep grey clouds, tearing them
open at the bottom, unleashing more water to the land. Thunder pounded our
ears and the rain pelted the yellow grass, POW! Lightning hit the tree not
one hundred feet from where we stood, at the same time that a sharp crack
flooded our ears. Christopher only flinched as if a mighty power above
protected him from the large spark of energy. Soon the storm was over and it
was time to go out and clean up the busted tree that littered the yard.

Nature was doing some housecleaning as it tore that half-dead tree apart,
yet it also brought life back to the younger trees and grasses. The cycle of
life was demonstrated before us, a lesson learned by young Christopher, a
lesson from nature, a lesson for life.


Chapter-15 is a while in the making. Other priorities of life demand my
attention. However, I will have the chapter done before St. Patrick's day.
Gus is a real person, as some have asked me. His son is now 14 years old and
follows his father's footsteps.

Next in the series "Pat-and-Me:" Life gets a bit complicated as our junior
year of school takes a twist from the norm. Homecoming is an education that
continues to this day, brought on by challenges to prove I'm something that
I'm not. You will have to check in to see what happens. It's a mistake I
dearly love to this day, go read the story "Little-Ditty" and you will see.
-Zach