Don’t Push Your Luck

 

By Dave

 

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Disclaimer

The usual disclaimers apply. If you are underage, or are offended by the contents of this story, or cannot mentally handle the contents then leave now. I am not responsible for any problems you may encounter by reading this story. This story is entirely fictional, and any reference to real places, people, or locations is pure coincidence. Nothing depicted in this story has actually happened.

This story deals with a gay relationship between minors. If this does not interest you then please leave now. If this does interest you then do read on.

This is my first attempt at a story like this and all constructive comments are welcome and should be emailed to: - davesstories@hotmail.com

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Chapter 58 – Last Day of the Holiday

 

I woke up to the sight of the sun shining and the wonderful sounds of birds singing. As my eyes opened and then focused I realised I was in Steve’s bedroom. All of a sudden the events of last night came flooding back and I felt quite emotional again. I turned around to see Steve just a few feet away smiling as he slept. I wanted a hug!

I slipped out of bed. Steve looked so happy laying there, a big smile on his face. He looked totally contented. I wanted to be that happy as well.

I got into Steve’s bed and snuggled up to him. Steve was hard! Totally hard! Steve then wrapped an arm and a leg around me which pinned me down and moaned happily.

Oh!

What was going on?

This was not Steve’s normal behaviour!

Steve rubbed his cock up and down my back a few times. Steve had me trapped and cocooned in his arm and leg by now, his weight adding to my problems. My arms were trapped, as were my legs and Steve was slowly humping me!

I wanted to yell out but knew that would get us both into lots of trouble. I needed a moment to think.

I could feel a wet trail on my back!

Steve must be leaking loads of pre cum!

What is going on?

“Would Sandy like some more sugar?” Steve whispered into my ear as his cock slipped up my back leaving more pre cum along the way. Steve’s mouth was right by my ear and neck. Suddenly it all made sense. I had sneaked into Steve’s bed in the middle of a dream Steve was having!

“Sandy might but Matthew don’t!” I told Steve in a normal tone. I wanted Steve to hear but not his parents.

“Matthew?” Steve asked in his sleep sounding totally confused.

“Matthew!” Steve called out in surprise as he sat up bolt upright totally unprepared for what he had just heard. There was worse to come though.

“Ooooohhhhh!” Steve then announced as he orgasmed! Steve had been right on the edge of an orgasm when he had spoken to me in his sleep and with him sitting up so fast Steve had sent a huge surge of stimulation from the head of his cock into his body and it had tipped him over the edge.

“Eeeeeeeeuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhh!” I cried out as I was sprayed with cum as Steve reached his very unexpected orgasm. This was not good.

What a way to start the day!

“What? When? How? What the hell?” Steve asked all at once as he tried to collect his senses and work out what was going on.

I started to cry!

“I woke up feeling sad and you looked so happy and I wanted a hug and... and...” I began as I got very emotional.

“Okay, okay.” Steve started as he wrapped his arms around me and began to comfort me. “Let’s start at the beginning.” Steve added as I reigned in my emotions.

“Can I clean up first?” I asked Steve. “I am covered in all your yucky stuff!” I added remembering my face and chest and back were covered in Steve’s cum.

“I think a shower would be a good idea.” Steve replied. “Then you can tell me what on earth possessed you to jump into bed with me!” Steve added as he yawned. Poor Steve had not woken up properly yet!

Steve opened his bedroom door and made sure there was nobody upstairs. Having made sure it was safe Steve signalled to me and we both sprinted into the bathroom so nobody would see the fact that I had unintentionally been used as a cum rag by Steve! As soon as we were in the bathroom Steve locked the bathroom door, went over to the toilet and started to urinate.

“Okay, explain to me please.” Steve requested as I joined him at the toilet.

I quickly explained the events of the morning to Steve. Steve was really relieved that I had only been in his bed a couple of minutes and not the whole night. We were both uncomfortable about the fact that Steve had spunked all over me but there was nothing Steve could do about that. He had been asleep and I had got into his bed!

“Looks like you got more than you bargained for wanting that hug!” Steve quipped as he switched on the shower and I put a spare towel down on the floor.

“That’s not funny!” I pouted as I looked at Steve.

“Well someone got out of the wrong side of bed this morning!” Steve then immediately quipped as his sense of humour kicked in.

I was lost for words there. I shot Steve a really dirty look as my pout really set in.

“Oops!” Steve stated looking at my face. “Your sense of humour has not joined us this morning?” Steve asked me with a warm tender look.

“No.” I replied mournfully.

“Well let’s get you cleaned up and try to start the day again.” Steve invited me warmly as he offered me his hand.

Forgetting my pout I took the hand offered to me and joined Steve in the shower. Steve immediately grabbed the shampoo and aimed the stream of water at me.

“Better do you first this morning.” Steve quipped as I got myself nice and wet.

I shot Steve a glare but said nothing. Steve was trying to lighten the mood. If it had not been such a crap start to the day I might well have laughed. I must be in a really rotten mood.

Now that I was nice and wet Steve washed, rinsed, conditioned and rinsed my hair. Steve then grabbed the shower gel and gave the rest of me a nice wash. Steve paid extra attention to washing my face, chest and back, basically anywhere his cum had ended up on me.

“You really are not yourself this morning are you?” Steve remarked as he washed me.

“What makes you say that?” I asked Steve innocently.

“You are not hard.” Steve remarked.

“Oh!” I replied a little surprised. “Can that happen?” I asked unsure as to whether I should be worried or not.

“It can.” Steve replied. “If you are feeling ill or upset it can easily reduce your sex drive.” Steve added as he made sure I was properly rinsed off.

I shrugged my shoulders. I needed something to occupy my mind.

“Would you like to wash me or would that feel a little weird this morning?” Steve asked me. I had a quick think about it.

“Weird.” I replied. “Is it okay if you wash yourself this morning?” I asked Steve kindly.

“It is fine.” Steve replied warmly with a smile. “Now off you go and dry and sort out your hair little brother.” Steve added kindly and with a gentle kiss on my forehead.

I smiled for the first time today.

“Thanks.” I said to Steve as I got out of the shower cubicle, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist.

While Steve showered I dried, brushed my teeth and put gel in my hair. Whilst doing these mundane chores I tried to work out why my mood was so bad this morning. I had heard my parent’s row before. I had been through worse events recently. I was with a brilliant family who loved me dearly and who I am sure would take me in as one of their own if my parents were suddenly taken ill. What was nagging at me to keep me in such a rotten mood?

“That’s better.” Steve announced as he walked out of the shower all dripping wet.

Steve walked over to me. He could see I was still not happy.

“What is wrong?” Steve asked me.

“There is something nagging at me in the back of my mind and I cannot work out what it is.” I replied honestly.

“Could it be that we will have to explain ourselves to my parents in a minute?” Steve asked me tenderly.

OH CRAP!

I had forgotten about that.

I turned round to Steve, my eyes filling with tears.

“We returned interrupting whatever they were doing, didn’t we?” I asked Steve as I got emotional again.

Steve nodded his head.

“You know my parents will not be cross with you and I don’t you?” Steve asked me.

I nodded my head.

“They will want to know what happened though and there is no point trying to lie to them about it either.” Steve added as gently as he could but still trying to emphasise the point as it was a serious matter.

I nodded my head. This IS what had been nagging at the back of my mind. The realisation I had to ‘air the dirty laundry’ of my parents row in public.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked me as I was now so ashamed I could not look Steve in the face.

I nodded my head but I was still looking down at the bathroom floor.

Steve stepped forward and embraced me. I did not care that Steve was wet; I just wanted the hug Steve offered me. Even if Steve’s parents were totally kind and sweet about what had happened I am sure there would be repercussions somewhere down the line for someone. At least that someone would not be me!

“Okay little brother; hug time is over. Let’s get dried, dressed and get the horrible part of the day over and done with so we can get back to having fun before school starts again.” Steve gently instructed as he pulled away from the hug.

I looked up into Steve’s face. All I could see was a loving smile from a dear wonderful friend and that dear wonderful friend was Steve.

Steve and I finished drying and getting sorted out for the day. We then went into Steve’s bedroom, dressed, sprayed deodorant and looked ready for anything.

“Those new clothes look GOOD on you.” Steve stated, really putting an emphasis on the ‘good’. I giggled. I also had a look at myself in the long mirror Steve had in his bedroom. Steve was right. I did look good. Very good.

Feeling a little better but now so nervous I had butterflies in my stomach I went downstairs with Steve.

“You that nervous?” Steve asked me. Steve could feel me gripping his hand as if my life depended upon it.

I could not answer with words but nodded my head.

“You are such a sweet little brother.” Steve told me as he led me like a lamb to the slaughter downstairs and towards the kitchen where we could hear the radio playing and Steve’s parents talking.

“Morning sunshine.” Steve’s mum welcomed Steve as we arrived at the kitchen door. “Who is this frightened little child you have brought down this morning?” Steve’s mum then asked kindly (but with sarcasm as well) seeing how wretched and timid I looked. Steve’s mum had also noticed I was gripping Steve’s hand tight. I could not see Steve’s dad but I was sure he was about somewhere.

Steve chuckled loudly. He really did not know what to say to his mum in response to the question his mum had asked jokingly and so he went with a counter joke.

“I have brought the cause of your disturbed naughty nuptials from last night so you can tell him how much fun he stopped you from having!” Steve responded being very sarcastic (but honest) all in one.

“Steve!” I scolded Steve before his mum could. “That’s mean!” I added. I really meant that sentiment as well. I knew it was true but there was no need for Steve to have said it that way or was there a reason he said it that way?

“Morning sweetie.” Steve’s mum greeted me warmly with.

“Morning.” I replied getting very bashful and timid again.

“To answer your question Steve we had just finished.” Steve’s mum informed Steve point blank which made Steve blush. “The only thing that got disturbed was a nice bath and we had that as soon as you two went to sleep.” Steve’s mum added to make Steve blush all the more.

“Morning boys.” Steve’s dad then announced from right behind us making Steve and I jump with fright.

“Dad!” Steve moaned as we both tried to compose ourselves.

“We need a warning system for your parents!” I told Steve. “They keep sneaking up on us.” I added as Steve’s dad sat down and had a mouthful of his coffee.

“So are you having breakfast or is there something bothering you?” Steve’s dad asked Steve and I. I could not tell if Steve’s dad was being genuine or sarcastic here and the confusion must have shown on my face.

“Well...” Steve began.

Both of Steve’s parents looked at Steve. Steve took a deep breath.

“I am sure you would both like some sort of explanation as to why we both turned up here soaked to the skin last night.” Steve stated to his parents.

Steve’s dad smirked. He could see how nervous I was. He could also see just how tight I was gripping Steve’s hand.

“Come here please Matthew.” Steve’s dad quietly asked me as he patted his left thigh. “There is no need to be scared and I also do not want to take Steve to the hospital because you have crushed the bones in his hand!” Steve’s dad then added with a wry smile. He was still being very quiet and calming.

Feeling petrified (even though I had no reason to be) I went over and sat down on Steve’s dad’s lap.

“Now we already know that your parents had a row last night.” Steve’s dad started. I nodded my head. “We also know that row was bad enough to make you and my son come here.” Steve’s dad added.

That bit was wrong.

“Well, no.” I stated. Steve’s dad looked at me with interest.

“My dad came upstairs after a short row and asked Steve and I if it was okay if we returned here. It was dry then and my dad did not want Steve to hear another screaming session and he asked Steve if it was okay if I joined him.” I clarified.

“So your dad did not intend for you two to get soaked?” Steve’s dad asked.

“No.” Steve replied. “When we left Matthew’s it was dry. The heavens opened just as we got to the pathway towards the canal.” Steve added.

Steve’s dad nodded his head.

“So if you had stayed dry you would not have disturbed us.” Steve’s dad surmised.

“Nope.” Steve replied honestly.

“Well the general principle of your dad trying to protect you and my son from a major row is very admirable.” Steve’s dad started. “What I don’t like though is not getting a phone call or anything so we knew you two would be coming; not from you two but from your dad.” Steve’s dad then told me gently so I knew I was not the one at fault here.

“Sorry.” I apologised, as much for my dad as me.

“You have no need to apologise Matthew.” Steve’s dad told me gently. “You are welcome here any time of the day or night, you know that.” Steve’s dad added just as kindly.

“I know.” I replied sounding truly grateful. “Just wish it had not happened.” I added.

“Well, things happen that none of us expect and we just need to deal with the event as best we can.” Steve’s dad stated kindly and matter of factly.

“Just wish I had known how much mum would have hated my hair being done.” I stated.

“Pardon?” Steve’s dad replied.

I saw Steve’s jaw drop!

What had I just done?

“Sweetie, what has your hair got to do with any of this?” Steve’s mum asked me in such a tender tone it was half scary.

Oh no!

I have said too much!

Too late now!

“Mum came home from work, said hello to my dad and Steve and asked who else was there as my back was towards the kitchen door.” I began knowing full well it was now too late to say anything other than the truth. “When my mum saw it was me and I had all the highlights in she went mad.” I added.

I could tell Steve’s dad’s mood was suddenly going from placid to furious. I just hoped I was not the one he was mad with.

“Please continue sweetie.” Steve’s mum asked me as she sat down next to me. I was getting really nervous now!

“Well...” I continued. “As soon as my mum got cross my dad tried to get my mum to stop as Steve was there but that just made matters worse so my dad asked Steve and I to leave the room for a minute so he could quickly sort this out with my mum and it all got steadily worse from there.” I added trying to leave out any sort of detail.

“Hhhhhhmmmmmmm!” Steve’s dad stated. Was that good or bad?

“Why did Steve being there make matters worse sweetie?” Steve’s mum asked with genuine confusion.

“Mum accused Steve of being the main reason for me getting my hair done.” I replied honestly before I realised that was probably the worst possible thing I could have done. Too late now!

“Is that true?” Steve’s mum asked me tenderly. “Was Steve the reason for you getting your hair done?” She then asked me just as gently.

“No.” I replied honestly. “As I told my mum it was all my idea.” I added.

“I see.” Steve’s mum then stated. There was a change in the tone of her voice. I picked up on it and I know Steve had as well. His face was telling a real story. Something was brewing but Steve could not tell me anything right here and now.

“But did your mum not give you permission to have the highlights?” Steve’s mum asked me tenderly.

“His dad said it was fine and I believed he would have done the same as I would of and consulted his wife first.” Steve’s dad then explained.

“Oh.” Steve’s mum stated.

“So what happened next please sweetie?” Steve’s mum then asked me very tenderly.

“Well Steve and I went into my bedroom and after a few minutes my dad came upstairs, told Steve and I that the hair thing had started my mum off about anything and everything and asked if we would mind coming here so we did not have to hear my parents having a big bust up.” I then explained.

“So you could have stayed at your house?” Steve’s dad asked me.

“Well, yes.” I replied sounding very unsure about it.

“You don’t sound very sure.” Steve’s mum told me gently.

“Well sometimes my parents have long arguments and my dad hinted that this might be one of those long arguments.” I replied getting more and more nervous.

“So you quickly packed a bag and came here in the rain?” Steve’s mum asked sounding confused.

“No, it was dry when we left the house otherwise I am sure my dad would not asked us if we wanted to leave.” I replied totally sure I was not lying about my dad’s intentions.

“But the heavens opened and you both got soaked.” Steve’s dad then stated.

“Yeah.” I replied deflated.

“Never mind Matthew. You are safe, well and there is nothing for you to worry about as you have done nothing wrong.” Steve’s dad told me tenderly. “Now why don’t you forget about it all and get my youngest son to make us all a nice drink and your breakfast.” Steve’s dad added.

Steve stuck his tongue out at his dad. Steve knew his dad meant that as a joke.

“Tea or coffee?” Steve asked his parents.

“Coffee.” Steve’s parents replied in unison.

Steve began by refilling the coffee machine and added fresh coffee. Steve also put some water in the kettle to make me a cup of tea. I was given a tender squeeze by Steve’s dad and then released so I could get all the stuff out to prepare breakfast. I went over to the cereal cupboard and looked in.

“Which cereal?” I asked Steve. Steve looked over and into the cupboard.

“Gonna have to be sugar coated Matthew!” Steve replied without pausing. I stopped dead for a moment and then burst out laughing. I was so relieved Steve’s parents were not angry and Steve had just said the right thing at the right moment.

I was laughing so hard I ended up sitting on the floor holding my sides. Steve came over and looked down at me, a big smirk on his face.

“Did I say something funny?” Steve asked me being wonderfully sarcastic. I could not answer; I was still laughing.

“You wonderful cheeky chappie!” Steve’s mum commented to Steve as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

After I had calmed down I got out bowls, spoons, milk and the Frosties. Steve handed out coffee to his parents, put down a mug of coffee for himself and a cup of tea for me. Steve had also put out my pills and two glasses of orange juice.

“Can we finish off the sausages?” Steve asked his mum as he happened to see 4 loose sausages when he put the orange juice back.

“You two sit down and eat your cereal and I will do you a sausage sandwich each.” Steve’s mum told Steve as her reply.

“Thanks mum.” Steve replied happily as he added milk to his Frosties.

“Well my happy bunnies I am off to work.” Steve’s dad announced as he got up and made sure his tie was straight.

Steve’s mum went over to Steve’s dad, adjusted his tie and gave him a tender kiss.

“Love you.” Steve’s dad told his wife tenderly.

“Love you too.” Steve’s mum replied just as tenderly.

“Have a good day my wonderful troublemakers.” Steve’s dad told Steve and I as he walked past and gave us a tender squeeze on the shoulder each. Steve and I both had a mouthful of cereal so we both gave Steve’s dad a wave. Steve’s dad picked up his briefcase and headed into the hallway. A few moments later we heard the front door close quietly.

“So what do my little cherubs have planned for the day?” Steve’s mum asked Steve and I as she put our sausage sandwiches down in front of us.

“Not sure.” Steve replied honestly. “What do you think?” Steve asked me putting me on the spot instead of him.

I had to think for a moment.

“Well it is nice and sunny...” I began as I thought about it. “A nice round of crazy golf then back here for a swim and fun before I have to go home.” I replied.

“Well sounds good for your final day of freedom!” Steve’s mum remarked.

“Pardon?” I replied worrying I had forgotten something.

“Is your first day back at school tomorrow.” Steve’s mum informed me with a chuckle. “You have your induction day tomorrow.” Steve’s mum added so I would understand.

“Really?” I asked in a proper whiney tone.

“Yes.” Steve’s mum replied as she grabbed the school newsletter Steve had been given just before the end of last term. Sure enough tomorrow was the induction day for all pupils starting secondary school for the first time.

“That sucks!” I pouted. I was not ready or willing to return to school!

“Yes it does but I will be in the same boat as you the day after.” Steve reminded me kindly. “I think we should head off to play this crazy golf rather than brood over the fact we have to go back to school.” Steve then added.

“Sounds good but I will finish my breakfast first!” I replied to Steve being cheeky.

“Oh got to have breakfast first.” Steve agreed before he took a big bite of his sausage sandwich.

“Mind your fingers!” Steve’s mum told Steve with a smirk. Steve could not say anything back so he just gave his mum a big cheeky smile.

“Now as I am free for the morning am I allowed to join you for your game of crazy golf?” Steve’s mum asked us with genuine curiosity.

“Brilliant idea.” Steve immediately replied. “I can thrash both of you!” Steve added to see what the reaction would be.

“In your dreams!” I retorted good naturedly.

Steve just gave me a devious look before he laughed. I suddenly realised what I had said and what Steve’s last dream had been! Just as well Steve had laughed and his mum had no idea about what had happened this morning.

“Well once you two have eaten we can get sorted and head off to the park and have a good game.” Steve’s mum stated warmly. She was thankfully oblivious to what had happened first thing this morning.

Ten minutes later we all walked out of the house into the lovely warm sunshine. After walking halfway along the road Steve’s mum stopped us all, got us all to turn around and returned to Steve’s house where we all got into the car.

“I will not have time to get back to do my errands.” Steve’s mum explained.

After the quick drive we entered the park and I headed straight over to the crazy golf section. I put my hand into my pocket and got my wallet out.

“Three please.” I asked the attendant.

“What are you doing?” Steve asked as he reached me.

“Paying for the crazy golf.” I replied honestly. “You have not let me pay for anything.” I added.

“You think I am going to let you now?” Steve asked me back.

“Of course you are.” Steve’s mum stated as she reached us. “If Matthew wants to spoil us you are going to let him.” Steve’s mum added.

I turned round to face Steve and poked my tongue out at him.

“You are very brave when my mum is here to protect you.” Steve chided me as he smirked at my playing around. Steve’s mum was happily chuckling behind us.

Having finally given the attendant some money and receiving my change I was given three putting clubs, three balls, a scorecard and pencil. It was now time to see who was going first and so on.

“Do the same as last time and we all take turns going first?” Steve’s mum suggested as soon as I had been given the clubs.

“Okay.” Steve replied. Sounded fair enough to me as well.

As I had three balls in my hand I decided we could do this a fair way.

“Whoever gets the blue ball goes first for six holes, then yellow ball first the next six holes and green the final six holes?” I suggested.

“Cool.” Steve replied.

“Excellent idea.” Steve’s mum added.

I put the three balls behind my back. One ball went into my back pocket and the other two went into one hand each. I then held out my two hands.

Steve invited his mum to pick first. Steve’s mum picked my left hand and got the green ball. Steve then picked my right hand and got the blue ball. This left me with the yellow ball.

“We are all set to go.” Steve’s mum stated as she took a putting club from me. Steve smiled and took his club from me. I then gave Steve the scorecard and pencil.

“You trust me?” Steve asked me cheekily.

“Course.” I replied. “I know your mum will make sure you do not cheat!” I added being cheeky as well.

“You got me!” Steve replied with a wry smile.

“Off you go sunshine.” Steve’s mum told Steve warmly.

Steve put his ball down and took a swing with the club. The ball travelled along and stopped just to the left of the pocket. Steve’s mum then took her shot. Steve’s mum’s ball shot along towards the hole, went straight past it, bounced off the boundary wall and stopped.

“Not my best start.” Steve’s mum commented with a smile.

“You are just trying to lull us into a false sense of security.” Steve told his mum with a devious looking smirk. Steve’s mum laughed.

I put my ball down and took my swing. I hit the ball with much less force than Steve’s mum did and the ball slowed down a lot as it went up the slope and around the bend of the first hole. For a few moments I thought the ball was going to stop altogether and come back towards me. Thankfully my ball kept on moving and trundled towards the hole.

“You have got to be kidding me!” Steve exclaimed as my ball trundled slowly straight into the hole.

I stuck my tongue out and blew a raspberry at Steve.

“Who is going to thrash who?” I asked Steve loudly to really rub salt into the wound.

“Oh I am so going to beat you!” Steve replied to the gauntlet I had just thrown down.

“Not unless you play better than that!” I replied instantly as I poked my tongue out at Steve again.

“You are on!” Steve instantly replied with a really indignant tone. Steve’s mum just stood there with a big smile on her face as Steve and I had our banter.

“Oh I am the best!” I sang several times as I did a little victory dance at getting my hole in one. Steve’s mum was chuckling loudly as Steve gave me some proper evil glares. I think I was getting on Steve’s nerves with my luck.

After Steve and his mum sank their balls on the first hole we moved on. Just as Steve had promised he was now set on beating me at this game of crazy golf. Steve really concentrated and tried his best to get a hole in one at every possible chance. I of course could not care less and just happily took a quick look and hit the ball. Steve’s mum thought it was quite funny watching how desperate and determined Steve was to beat me and in the process he was just getting further behind me points wise.

“Oh yes, that’s how it’s done.” Steve’s mum stated as she got a hole in one on the fourth hole. I burst out laughing as Steve shot his mum such a dirty look. I think Steve was getting stressed.

“You want to wipe that look off your face?” Steve’s mum asked Steve in a surprisingly gentle loving tone.

“Sorry.” Steve immediately told his mum looking mournful.

We carried on playing. Steve was still highly stressed and barely managing to get his ball into the hole in the number of shots each hole allowed. Steve’s mum and I were doing slightly better but we were failing to increase our lead points wise.

“Oh come on!” Steve exclaimed loudly as his mum got a second hole in one on the ninth hole. The tone of Steve’s voice really tickled me and I desperately tried to suppress my giggles. As soon as Steve’s mum started to do a little victory dance I erupted into laughter. It was too good a scene not to.

“Don’t worry sunshine, maybe today is just my lucky day.” Steve’s mum told Steve tenderly as she gave him a peck on his red cheek. Steve was steaming as it looked as if his boast was blowing up in his face.

I went and hit my ball after I had calmed down. Much to my surprise my ball followed the exact same path Steve’s mum’s ball had a few moments ago. Steve’s mouth just dropped as my ball headed straight for the hole.

My ball was slowing down!

Will it make it?

It is getting close.

“Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!” Steve yelled in pure outright frustration as I yelled “Woo Hoo!” My ball had managed to reach the hole and had gently dropped into the hole as well.

“Who was going to thrash us?” I asked Steve’s mum after I had done my little victory dance.

Steve shot me such a dirty pissed off look. He was really getting stressed!

I hid behind Steve’s mum!

“Someone needs to calm down.” Steve’s mum told Steve in a calm and gentle but very authoritarian tone. Steve looked at his mum and took a few deep breaths. He did need to calm down. Steve had got himself quite worked up.

We carried on playing. Steve was still intent on trying to beat me and his mum but he needed a small miracle now. Both Steve’s mum and I had managed two holes in one and Steve was still waiting to get his first! It would not be Steve’s morning.

“How did we all do?” I asked after we had finished all eighteen holes. Steve looked really frustrated but he got out the score pad and added up all the totals.

“Matthew, sixty six. Mum, sixty six. Me, sixty nine.” Steve replied in a deadbeat monotone voice.

I chuckled.

“Don’t you dare!” Steve warned me.

“Okay you two, enough with the who said what and who was going to do what to whom.” Steve’s mum informed us. “We have to get you both to Ant’s so you do not miss your appointments.” Steve’s mum added.

I had forgotten about that!

“You had forgotten about that, hadn’t you?” Steve’s mum asked me.

“Yeah.” I replied.

“Come on my two little cherubs and we can have a drink on the way.” Steve’s mum told us as we headed towards the little cafe in the park.

Having got a milkshake each Steve and I got into the car with Steve’s mum. After making sure we had enough money for bus fare back to Steve’s, Steve’s mum drove us to Memorial Square so we could see Ant.

“Morning lads.” Ant’s receptionist said as she greeted us warmly.

“Morning.” Steve and I replied in unison.

Ant’s receptionist made Steve and I a drink. As soon as mine was ready it was time to go in and see Ant. Steve stayed in the reception area. I felt okay to chat with Ant alone today. In fact I had no idea what I would actually discuss with Ant. Was this a good sign?

“Morning Matthew.” Ant welcomed me with as I walked into his office.

“Morning.” I replied warmly as I got comfortable and my cup of tea was put before me with some chocolate digestive biscuits.

Ant and I started our session. I told Ant I had no idea what we could talk about. Ant was pleased about this. It was indeed a step forward. We had a chat about Daniel and how he was doing, how things were going at home (including the row last night) and how I was doing in general. Ant noticed I was in good spirits.

“Looks like I won’t be seeing much more of you.” Ant remarked as we got close to the end of our hour together. “That is another good sign.” Ant happily told me.

I gave Ant a big smile.

“If you book an appointment for one week’s time and we will see how we go.” Ant told me. “If you have a crisis please feel free to call me on this number.” Ant added as he gave me a card with details on.

I shared a warm farewell with Ant and walked into the reception area. The receptionist took Steve in to see Ant and then returned to me with my empty cup and the empty plate.

“Would you like another tea?” Ant’s receptionist asked me.

“Please.” I replied. I did not know how long Steve would be.

Five minutes later a fresh cup of tea and more chocolate digestives biscuits were in front of me. Ant’s receptionist was busy dealing with phone calls, files and typing up schedules on the computer. I grabbed the newspaper and had a browse.

I finished my cup of tea, the biscuits and reading the newspaper. Steve was still in with Ant. I looked at the clock. Steve had been in almost an hour. Would Steve be out soon?

The intercom beeped and Ant’s receptionist picked up the phone.

“Ant asked me to tell you he will be another hour.” The receptionist told me kindly. I raised my eyebrows.

“Steve is really that bad?” I asked. I could not hear anything so I had no idea.

The receptionist gave me a smile. She of course could not tell me anything.

Steve’s mum came into the reception area.

“We all ready?” she asked. I shook my head and relayed the message I had been given.

“Well how about we have something to eat and drink and come back in an hour then.” Steve’s mum invited me.

I took Steve’s mum’s hand and feeling worried about Steve we left and went across the road to the little bakers shop. The smell of freshly cooking bread and sausage rolls blasted up our nostrils as soon as we walked inside. It was wonderful.

Having ordered some filled rolls, sausage rolls and some drinks, paid for them and being given them by the shop staff Steve’s mum and I walked out of the shop and sat down on a bench. We had brought food and a drink for Steve as well.

“Do not worry about my little one.” Steve’s mum told me as we sat down on the bench in the glorious sunshine. “He will only be unloading some long overdue emotions.” Steve’s mum added as we sorted out our lunch.

“Did all of you see Ant?” I asked Steve’s mum as the point now intrigued me.

“We did.” Steve’s mum told me. “Some of us only needed a few sessions and some of us more and some of us were lucky enough not to need any.” Steve’s mum added. “It is easy on nobody when you lose someone you love dearly.” Steve’s mum then explained.

“So it is worse than the feelings I have of missing Daniel?” I asked Steve’s mum.

“Oh, much worse to begin with.” Steve’s mum explained. “Eventually you just learn to deal with things.” Steve’s mum added.

“Is it easy?” I asked with genuine interest.

“No sweetie, it is not.” Steve’s mum replied with real feeling. I could see I had accidentally tweaked a raw emotion. I wrapped my arm around Steve’s mum and rested my head on her shoulder.

“You are sweet Matthew.” Steve’s mum told me as she rested her head on mine for a few moments.

We ate our lunch while the rest of the world rushed by doing whatever they had to do. The bakery shop had a steady stream of people come and go. I think the smell had a lot to do with that!

“Time to head back sweetie.” Steve’s mum told me. We both got up and headed back into Ant’s.

“Please go through.” Ant’s receptionist asked Steve’s mum as soon as we walked into the reception area. Steve’s mum obviously knew what this meant and after assuring me I had nothing to worry about she went into Ant’s office.

I waited in the reception area. I was actually quite nervous now. Was Steve really that much of a mess? Guess I would have my answer soon.

The door to Ant’s office soon opened and Steve came out with his mum. Steve’s mum had her arm around Steve and Steve was wiping his eyes with a tissue. Steve’s face was bright red and every time he breathed in Steve’s chest hitched!

Wow!

Steve REALLY had some emotions he needed to release!

I moved as if to get up and give Steve a big hug. Steve’s mum must have known I would do this as she raised her hand slightly to tell me to ‘stop’ before I had even had time to lift my bum off of the seat! I guessed Steve’s mum knew what she was doing.

Steve’s mum booked another appointment for Steve for Friday straight after school. I wonder if Steve’s mum knew Steve had already invited me over. Now was not the time to ask though.

“You ready sweetie?” Steve’s mum asked me tenderly as she held a still very emotional Steve.

“Yep.” I replied.

The three of us left Ant’s office and headed back to the car. Steve was still emotional but was slowly recovering and composing himself. Steve must have really released a lot of emotion with Ant. He had been in there for two hours.

As soon as we got into the car I cuddled Steve while his mum drove. Steve was feeling better as he knew it was me hugging him and he happily hugged me back as he got over the exertions of his session with Ant.

“You okay?” I asked Steve tenderly as we were driven home.

“Much better.” Steve replied. “It is good to work through this with Ant.” Steve added as he held me close and was finally able to stop wiping tears from his eyes. “You must think I am a right wimp!” Steve then quipped to me.

“Never!” I replied immediately. “I can’t imagine how you feel.” I added honestly.

“You are a sweet little brother.” Steve replied as he put me in a playful bear hug and gave me a proper squeeze.

We got back home. Steve’s mum dropped us off after giving Steve his food and making sure he had his keys. We would now be left alone for the afternoon as Steve’s mum had to work.

“You ready for a swim?” Steve asked me as soon as we walked into the house.

“Don’t you want to have something to eat?” I asked Steve.

“Just like you probably did I had several biscuits at Ants so I will be fine for a few hours.” Steve replied. “I just want to have some fun after the morning I have had.” Steve added. I must admit for Steve it had been a pretty rotten day so far.

Steve and I headed straight for the back garden. Steve stripped naked and bombed the pool without a seconds thought on the matter. I paused for a moment. Could I get away with swimming right now?

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked me as he noticed I had not joined him in the pool. I told Steve that I had in fact eaten some lunch while I had waited for him. Steve thought for a moment.

“Grab the loungers.” Steve hinted as a way to get me into the pool with him.

With a big smile on my face I went over and got the loungers out from under the cover. I dumped them both beside the pool where Steve was doing a few lengths to help him unwind and feel himself again.

“Be right back.” I told Steve as a good idea sprang to mind. Steve carried on swimming as I returned to the house, switched on the stereo and tuned in a radio station and even worked out how send the music to the outside speakers. I then grabbed one of the phone handsets, filled some glasses with squash and cold water from the fridge, returned to the back garden, raised the parasol, put the drinks and handset under the parasol, stripped naked and joined Steve at the pool.

“Ready for company?” I asked Steve as he was still swimming lengths.

“Two minutes please.” Steve asked me.

“Okay.” I replied as I sat down and dangled my legs into the water as Steve did a couple more lengths.

“All done.” Steve told me as he surfaced right in front of me.

“What was that all about?” I asked Steve in a confused tone.

“I just decided to have a quick circuit.” Steve replied honestly.

“Circuit?” I asked Steve. I was well and truly confused now. Steve chuckled.

“My dad would be able to explain it better than I can.” Steve replied honestly. “If you want I can have a try while we relax on the loungers.” Steve added.

“Wait for your dad.” I replied warmly. “I want to chill out with my best mate.” I added with a big smile.

“You had better invite him then!” Steve immediately quipped with a big smile.

I was not going to be phased here!

“Steve, as my best friend would you please do me the pleasure of joining me for some well earnt relaxation on the loungers?” I asked Steve warmly.

Steve stood in the pool in front of me stunned for a few moments. I think I had caught him off guard with my request.

“Get your naked butt in here you wonderful friend you.” Steve replied as he grabbed my legs and gave a playful pull.

I jumped into the pool. Steve pulled the loungers into the pool before he wrapped his hands around me and deposited me onto one of them. Steve then got himself onto the other lounger.

“Good idea with the radio.” Steve commented as the music played.

“Thanks.” I replied with a big smile.

Steve and I spent some time relaxing on the loungers. I had no idea of the passing of time but Steve still had his watch on. Steve must have decided my lunch had settled enough.

“Matthew?” Steve asked me.

“Yeah.” I replied lazily.

“Time you got wet!” Steve informed me.

Before I had time to do anything about Steve’s intentions he had grabbed the edge of my lounger and pulled up; hard! The next moment I was under the water. Revenge was very much on my mind instantly though.

I surfaced, took a quick breath and went straight back under the water. I then upended Steve’s lounger so he was submerged as well before I surfaced properly and recovered my senses and wiped water from my face.

“You are not letting me get away with anything today, are you?” Steve asked me with a big smile as soon as he had surfaced.

“Nope.” I replied cheekily and with a big smile.

“You know this means war!” Steve quipped himself with a demonic smile.

“Bring it on!” I replied instantly and then fled before Steve had a chance to say or do anything.

Steve gave a ‘Red Indian war whoop’ before he began to chase after me.

Steve and I then happily played around in the garden and the pool. We would chase each other, catch each other, tickle each other or slap each other’s butt cheeks and then reverse roles. I was happily yelling and screaming with laughter and joy for the afternoon. It was brilliant how Steve could just forget his real age and just muck about as if he were a seven year old. The fact that Steve was older, stronger and faster than me was not an issue. Steve would slow down just enough for me to catch him and would then only put up a token resistance to his ‘punishment’ before we swapped roles again. I would really miss this when I returned to school!

“Now who is responsible for depositing half the lawn in the pool?” Steve’s dad asked making Steve and I jump with terror. We had not seen Steve’s dad or noticed his arrival home.

“That would be me!” Steve replied sheepishly with me on top of him where I had been tickling Steve at the time.

“Enjoying the last few hours of freedom I see!” Steve’s dad remarked chuckling. He then went from chuckling to full scale laughter.

I wondered what was making Steve’s dad laugh so much. Suddenly it dawned on me. Where I had was on top of Steve tickling him it now looked as if we were in a lovers pose engaged in xxx rated stuff. I rolled off of Steve going beetroot red.

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked me. I whispered to Steve what I had just worked out. To my surprise Steve burst out laughing as well!

“Well it would not be the first time dad has caught us in odd poses because he has caught us playing about innocently.” Steve explained between laughs.

Oh!

“Do not worry about it Matthew. If dad was actually worried we were doing something wrong I would be getting yelled at right now.” Steve reminded me. “Dad was probably watching us playing around before he came out here anyway.” Steve then explained to me.

I wonder if this was true.

“Were you watching us?” I asked Steve’s dad who was currently scooping out some of the grass from around the edge of the pool.

“Well I heard you first and so had a look to see who was being murdered with love and then watched you playing tag and tickle!” Steve’s dad replied unable to stop himself being wildly sarcastic and throwing in some jokes.

Steve burst into fresh laughter. I immediately joined him as a very happy Steve’s dad scooped out some more grass from the edge of the pool.

“Well I am going to change into something more playfully appropriate and then come back and join you.” Steve’s dad informed us before he gave both Steve and I a playful slap on the butt cheek and headed back into the house having got both Steve and I to playfully yelp from his slap.

A few moments later Steve got up and headed over to the pool.

“Oops!” Steve remarked as he looked in the pool. “Looks like we have made a bit of a mess.” Steve then added as he looked at the water.

Intrigued I got up and looked into the pool. Sure enough there was several handfuls worth of grass clippings in the pool. I looked at the lawn. It looked devoid of clippings. Where had this all come from?

“Looks like I had better give the pool a bit of a clean.” Steve remarked to me as we looked at the water.

“That would be good of you.” Steve’s dad replied from right behind us making us both jump from fright. Steve’s dad had changed quickly and was now back outside and standing right behind us.

“Dad!” Steve whined as we both panted from the shock.

“You can clean the pool tomorrow after you get back from Matthew’s house.” Steve’s dad told Steve ignoring the fact he had just been moaned at by Steve.

“You don’t want me to do it now?” Steve asked his dad. Steve’s dad shook his head.

“Your mum told me you had a long session with Ant.” Steve’s dad began. “You both enjoy the rest of today.” Steve’s dad added with a warm smile.

“Cheers dad.” Steve replied as he shared a hug with his dad.

“You are welcome.” Steve’s dad told Steve before he broke away from the hug. Steve’s dad then gave Steve a kiss on the forehead and then promptly pushed Steve into the pool.

“Cccccrrrrrraaaaaaappppppp!” Steve yelled as he fell backwards into the pool and vanished below the water. I started to laugh.

“Why are you laughing?” Steve’s dad asked me.

“Cos you got Steve and he didn’t see it coming.” I replied between laughs.

“Now it is your turn!” Steve’s dad told me.

I stopped laughing instantly and looked at Steve’s dad. He had a demonic smile on his face!

Crap!

I bolted!

The next instant Steve’s dad was chasing me around the garden. Steve had surfaced by now and I could hear him screaming with laughter as I fled his dad.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!” I yelled in a high pitch as I felt an arm go around my middle and all my weight vanish off of my feet as I was grabbed and picked up by Steve’s dad. Steve laughed all the harder as Steve’s dad returned to the pool with me desperately trying to struggle out of his grip. It was no good though, I was locked tight in Steve’s dad’s embrace!

Expecting Steve’s dad to throw me into the pool I took a deep breath as soon as we both reached the edge of the pool. Steve’s dad looked at me.

“Expecting something?” Steve’s dad asked me with a devious smirk.

I opened one eye.

Steve’s dad laughed and began to slowly lean forward. Oh no! I was going to be dragged into the water with Steve’s dad!

Steve laughed louder and harder as his dad slowly tipped himself over until he overbalanced and we both crashed into the pool. The moment Steve’s dad and I hit the water I was released and could get myself to the surface.

I surfaced coughing and spluttering to hear Steve still roaring with laughter. I had no sooner wiped the water from my eyes than Steve suddenly vanished below the water without warning. I guess Steve’s dad had just got him!

“Make you feel better?” Steve’s dad asked me sarcastically after he had surfaced just in front of me. I giggled.

Right in front of me Steve’s dad suddenly vanished. A second later Steve surfaced.

“Two can play at that game!” Steve told me and his dad after his dad had surfaced again and wiped the water from his face.

“Would you excuse me a second please Matthew while I teach my son who is in charge?” Steve’s dad asked me with a demonic smile on his face.

I giggled. Steve had already pulled himself out of the pool and was running!

“Be right back.” Steve’s dad told me with a wink as he hauled himself out of the pool to chase Steve.

I happily held onto the edge of the pool giggling as Steve ran from his dad. I knew Steve’s dad would catch Steve eventually. I am sure Steve did as well but he was going to make his dad work before he got his revenge.

“Bollocks!” Steve exclaimed as he slipped over on a wet patch of grass and his dad pounced on top of him pinning him down onto the grass.

“Language young man!” Steve’s mum called over from the door to the conservatory.

“Sorry mum.” Steve replied trapped under his dad.

“Maybe you should teach him a lesson honey!” Steve’s dad called over to his wife with a big smile.

“No fair!” Steve called. He was trapped under his dad and could do nothing to stop whatever his mum might do.

“A small lesson will suffice.” Steve’s mum replied as she walked over to Steve and his dad slowly.

“You rotten tease!” Steve called to his mum as she slowly approached.

“Of course sunshine. I am a woman!” Steve’s mum replied with a big smile.

Steve’s mum flicked each of Steve’s ear lobes in turn making Steve yelp twice.

“That will suffice.” Steve’s mum announced as she then ruffled Steve’s dripping wet hair.

Steve’s dad then picked Steve up, walked over to the pool and threw Steve in before he returned to his wife and gave her a long lingering kiss. Steve surfaced in the pool, wiped the excess water from his face and then made fake gagging noises at his parents’ public show of affection.

“As you boys obviously have too much energy we are going to go to the fish and chip shop for some food and you two can run around and try to wear yourselves out!” Steve’s mum told Steve and I as she led her husband by the hand towards the house.

“Looks like your dad is easily led!” I whispered to Steve. Steve giggled.

Steve’s mum whispered to Steve’s dad. The next moment Steve’s dad was racing towards me!

Less than two seconds later I felt two big hands on my shoulders and I was dunked several times very quickly. I guess Steve’s mum had heard me even though I had whispered!

“You need to be quieter than that!” Steve’s dad told me as he left me coughing and spluttering in the pool. “Now you two decide what you want to eat from the chip shop while I get changed and I will be back soon.” Steve’s dad told us both warmly.

“Is there anything your mum don’t hear?” I asked Steve when I had recovered from my multiple dunking.

“Not really.” Steve replied. “I am sure she misses odd things but knows the context and just takes her revenge but I have no real idea.” Steve explained lovingly.

I giggled.

“Now how about we have some fun before we have to stop for food.” Steve suggested with a big smile.

“Sounds good.” I replied. “You are ‘it’ so count to ten and then come and get me.” I added as I gave Steve a playful push.

Steve counted to ten as I hauled myself out of the pool as fast as I could and fled. I could then hear Steve telling me ‘coming ready or not’ before I really had to run. We were back to having fun.

Five minutes later Steve’s parents came back out into the garden holding hands. Steve and I were called over.

Steve and I relayed what we would like to eat and were then told it was time for us to shower and get dressed so we were presentable for when Steve’s parents got home. After we had eaten Steve and I would have to head to my house so I could get ready for school tomorrow.

“So unfair!” I pouted at the announcement I would have to go back to school.

Steve’s parents both chuckled.

“Now that face reminds me of, well, all my children!” Steve’s mum remarked as she giggled. I could not keep up the pretence of being upset any longer and smiled as well.

Steve’s parents left. Steve gave me a quick hug before we quickly collected our empty glasses, put the loungers away and headed back into the house.

“I get to wash you.” I told Steve with a big smile as we headed into the house.

“Do I get to wash you in return?” Steve asked me with a smile as we padded naked through the kitchen.

“You had better!” I replied with a big smile.

“Better get you upstairs faster then!” Steve stated as he playfully pinched at my butt cheeks to make me run up the stairs and into the bathroom. I did so, laughing and squealing all the way!

Steve and I dashed into the bathroom. As soon as I saw the toilet I stood in front of it and let rip!

“Good idea.” Steve remarked as he stood beside me and let rip as well.

As soon as we were both comfortable Steve turned on the shower while I went to Steve’s bedroom and grabbed our towels. Steve put a towel on the floor and we both walked into the cubicle.

“Now who will wash who first?” Steve asked with a big smile. I grabbed Steve’s semi hard cock.

“I will wash you first.” I told Steve trying to sound threatening. Steve smiled.

“At your command!” Steve replied as his cock got fully hard in my grip.

“Get your cock to go soft!” I commanded Steve. Steve laughed.

“You could at least give me a command I have a chance of obeying!” Steve replied as he desperately tried not to laugh more.

“Get on your knees so I can wash your hair.” I commanded this time.

“Sir!” Steve replied as he got down on his knees.

I giggled as I grabbed the shower head and began to resoak Steve’s still damp hair. I then shampooed, rinsed, conditioned and rinsed Steve’s hair before I got Steve to stand up so I could wash the rest of him. We were both rock hard, our erections bobbing up and down to the pace of our heartbeats as I washed Steve and then he gave me a lovely wash from top to toe.

“Damn I am going to miss these showers!” Steve moaned as he switched off the water and we stepped out of the cubicle, our cocks leading the way.

“Well you have only got to wait until Friday if I can come over.” I told Steve with a smile.

“I will make sure it is ok.” Steve told me. “All you have to do is put up with me spending an hour at Ant’s or you can go home on your own school bus and cycle over so you do not have as much luggage.” Steve explained.

“Will have to think on that one.” I replied as I put some gel in my hair and started to get all the spikes in the right places.

“About coming over or how you will get here?” Steve asked me with a grin.

“How I will get here.” I replied with a giggle. “I have no intention of letting you get away without having me over now!” I added with a big smile.

“Looks like I will have to hope it is ok with my parents.” Steve quipped with a smile.

“Yes, you had better!” I replied trying to sound menacing.

“Yes sir!” Steve replied giving me a salute and losing his towel at the same time.

“Naughty boy!” I scolded Steve playfully as I grabbed his semi hard cock again. “I should make you promise you will spend the weekend without wanking if I cannot come over!” I added with a demonic smile.

“A fate worse than death!” Steve replied doing a good job of sounding frantically terrified. “I will make sure you get here even if I have to smuggle you in!” Steve added with a big smile.

“Good.” I replied as I released Steve’s cock (which was totally hard again) and went back to sorting out my hair.

“You rotten tease!” Steve moaned as he started to sort out his own hair.

“You will have to wait until we get to my house.” I purred at Steve.

“Is that a promise?” Steve asked me as he grabbed me and his hard cock was sandwiched between Steve’s stomach and my back.

“It is as long as you don’t make another mess up my back!” I replied being very cheeky.

Steve just laughed as he went back to drying himself.

We both dried and sorted out our hair. Steve and I then walked into his bedroom, Steve still being half hard and Steve packed his bag for his overnight stay at my house. We then returned downstairs naked and walked into the garden to collect our clothes and get dressed. This done we grabbed my now dried clothes from yesterday and packed these away for my journey home.

“You two decent?” Steve’s mum asked just as we had finished.

“Never!” Steve replied being cheeky.

“What are you then?” Steve’s mum asked with a wry smile.

“Brilliant.” Steve replied with a big smile.

“Cheeky.” Steve’s mum stated to Steve. I had a hunch Steve would pay for that comment later.

Steve’s mum started to unwrap the food she and her husband had brought from the fish and chip shop. Steve grabbed the ketchup and brown sauce, salt and vinegar and put them all on the table.

“Knives and forks?” Steve asked.

“If you want but I am going to use my fingers.” Steve’s dad replied.

“Even better.” Steve chuckled happily.

The four of us sat down and ate our food straight out of the paper wrapping it had come in. It was quite amusing to see Steve and his parents eating without using knives and forks. I had just never seen them as people who would happily do that. Odd how you picture people doing or not doing certain things.

“You all packed for the journey home Matthew?” Steve’s dad asked me.

“Yep.” I replied as soon as I finished my mouthful of food.

“You will need this sweetie.” Steve’s mum told me as she gave me an envelope. I looked confused.

“It is a note from the doctor saying you cannot do PE until your next appointment with him.” Steve’s mum told me. My face dropped and my jaw dropped open.

“Ouch! That is one sour face!” Steve immediately stated.

“This sucks!” I proclaimed loudly. “What about all the stuff I have been doing here?” I immediately asked.

“Well really we should not have allowed you to do most of that.” Steve’s dad replied honestly. “We only allowed it as you were so happy and were never in any pain.” Steve’s dad added as he squeezed my shoulder to try and comfort me.

“Oh.” I stated suddenly realising that all the wrestling and tickle fights would not have been possible if it had not been for the painkillers I was still popping on a twice daily basis.

“The school has to know though.” Steve’s dad told me gently. “If anything happened to you and you were one of my children you know what I would be like.” Steve’s dad than added tenderly.

“You would be after blood!” I replied chuckling. Steve’s parents were right. The school had to know and if that meant I could not do PE for a few weeks it was a price I would have to pay.

“Okay Steve, how about you fix the bikes to the car as you have finished eating and by then we should all be ready to get Matthew home.” Steve’s dad instructed gently.

“Is the rack on the car?” Steve asked his dad.

“On your mum’s car, yes.” Steve’s dad replied.

“Cool.” Steve replied before he grabbed everything he needed and headed out to the back garden.

I soon finished my food as well and feeling pretty full I went over to the kitchen sink to wash the grease/oil from my fingers. I was going to miss being here so much. It seemed so much like home. I felt as if I belonged here.

“Wakey wakey!” Steve’s mum said gently to snap me out of my daydream. Steve’s mum had a chuckle as she washed her hands and I dried mine whilst turning a subtle shade of pink.

“All ready.” Steve announced.

“Okay.” Steve’s dad replied.

“Now you know you are welcome to visit here anytime. Just get in touch or bug Steve in school.” Steve’s mum told me before she gave me a big tender hug.

“I will.” I promised as my eyes filled with tears even though I knew I would be back here soon. A thought then crossed my mind.

“There will be nobody home when I finish school on Friday and my dad said I or he will need to arrange somewhere I could go until he gets home from work...” I started. “Steve said he would happily ask you but as you just offered...” I added with my tear filled eyes.

“You are more than welcome sweetie.” Steve’s mum told me. “Sort out the details with my little one as I am sure he will love organising it all.” Steve’s mum added.

“Thank you.” I replied, my voice cracking with emotion as I felt so wanted here.

“Time to go Matthew or my wife will chain you to her!” Steve’s dad teased gently.

“Fine by me!” I replied with a cheeky smile.

Steve’s parents laughed.

“Go on sweetie, grab your stuff and head home. I look forward to seeing you on Friday and dealing with all the noise and chaos!” Steve’s mum told me with a lovely big smile.

I gave Steve’s mum a quick kiss on the lips before I broke away (with great reluctance) from our hug. I would not find this out for a long time but Steve’s mum actually cried when she was alone just after I had left. I had a place in her heart just as she had a place in mine.

I grabbed my bag. Steve was outside waiting by the car with his bag and whatever else he needed for the night. Steve’s dad joined me just by the front door. We both put on our trainers, I picked up my bag and we walked out into the early evening sunshine.

“I am going to miss all this.” I told Steve with tear filled eyes as Steve’s dad drove us to my house.

“We are all going to miss you my little brother.” Steve replied with a warm smile. I could tell Steve was fighting his emotions as well. To try to comfort me Steve hugged me nice and close.

We arrived at my house. Steve unlocked the bikes from the roof rack and handed me mine before he handed his to his dad to hold for a moment. I used my keys to open the front door and announced our arrival.

“Hi.” My mum called from the kitchen.

“Can you unlock the gate please so we can get the bikes in?” I asked my mum sweetly.

“Yeah.” My mum called. I could hear moving about. A few moments later I could hear the back gate being unlocked.

Steve and I wheeled our bikes into the back garden and put them in the shed. I then closed and locked the shed and gate and we all entered the house.

“Would you and Steve run a quick errand for me please?” Steve’s dad asked me.

“Ok.” I replied.

“Would you quickly post these before the last collection?” Steve’s dad requested.

“Sure.” I replied. I thought it was odd that we had not dropped these into a post box on the ride over but kept that to myself.

I made sure I had my keys and Steve and I walked back out of the house.

“Laces.” Steve noted just after I had closed the front door.

“Oops!” I stated as I too noticed my trainer laces had come loose. I crouched down to tie them.

“I am going to talk and you are going to listen!” The loud disembodied voice of Steve’s dad said on the other side of the front door.

“Just who do you think you are talking to?” My mum replied loudly to Steve’s dad.

“After the stunt you pulled last night getting my son and your son soaked and turning up on my doorstep you don’t want to know!” Steve’s dad replied loudly. “Now I am going to talk and you are going to listen dammit!” Steve’s dad replied even louder.

I looked up. Steve’s face was a mirror image of mine. Shocked and astonished!

“Forget the lace!” Steve whispered loudly.

I did!

I bolted the few feet to the front gate and Steve and I jogged a couple of houses down the road before I stopped and retied my loose laces.

“Wow!” Steve commented as soon as my laces were tied. “I never thought my dad would do that!” Steve added as we walked hand in hand towards the nearest post box.

“Do what?” I asked.

“Lay into your parents about last night.” Steve replied honestly.

“Guess he really cares about you.” I told Steve.

“US.” Steve replied. “He really cares about US.” Steve added as I went bright red.

“Do I count?” I asked just to be really sure.

Steve stopped walking and gently grabbed me by the shoulders so we were facing each other.

“What kind of question is that?” Steve asked actually sounding hurt!

“Well...” I started.

“You are family.” Steve assured me.

My eyes filled with tears again.

“You are welcome little brother.” Steve told me as he gave me a tender kiss on the forehead. “Now, on to the post box.” Steve said tenderly as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and we headed back down the road.

As Steve and I passed Mr Grangers we once again shared a warm wave with him. It was good to feel something familiar again and my mood perked up a little.

“Do you know how long your dad will want to ‘talk’ to my mum?” I asked Steve.

“If your mum does not muck dad about it will only take five minutes or so.” Steve replied warmly as he rubbed my arm in a comforting way.

I looked at Steve.

“I think your mum will just let my dad talk.” Steve told me warmly. “After being told she was responsible for us getting soaked last night she will probably just be quiet and listen.” Steve added just as warmly and tenderly.

“Hope so.” I replied to Steve as I tried to snuggle into him. I needed some comfort right now.

Steve gave me a squeeze. Guess there would only be one way to find out!

Steve and I slowly ambled to the post box. After putting the letters in Steve and I ambled back to my house nice and slowly. I was worried about getting back home but Steve assured me that as soon as his dad heard the front door he would stop whatever he was doing and would welcome us warmly if he was still there.

We got back to my house. I could not hear any raised voices and so took a deep breath and put my key into the door. I opened the door and announced the arrival of Steve and myself.

“Kitchen.” Steve’s dad stated warmly as Steve and I walked into the house and took off our trainers. Where was my mum?

“Thanks for posting those.” Steve’s dad stated warmly as if nothing had happened. I wonder if he knew Steve and I had overheard the start of the argument he had just had with my mum. “I had them in my briefcase all day and forgotten about them.” Steve’s dad added with a smile.

“That’s ok dad.” Steve replied warmly. Damn! Steve was good at acting as if nothing had happened.

I heard a door close upstairs and someone came down the stairs.

“You are back lads.” My mum commented warmly as she walked into the kitchen.

“Yep.” I replied warmly.

“Well why don’t you say goodbye to Steve’s dad then you can get ready for school tomorrow and then you and Steve can relax and unwind.” My mum suggested. Sounded like the same routine every time we had to go back to school. I guess I was not supposed to know that Steve’s dad had spoken to my mum!

Steve and I said a warm farewell to Steve’s dad before my mum showed Steve’s dad out. I (and Steve) noticed that Steve’s dad shot my mum ‘the look’ before he left. I think we were supposed to miss that look and if we had not known about the argument I probably would have.

Steve’s dad left. If there was going to be any retribution it would come right now!

“Okay lads, off you go.” My mum said quietly and warmly. “There is a sheet of paper on your bed stating what you will need for your induction day.” My mum added just as gently. Looks like there would be no retribution!

With me feeling pretty shocked Steve and I headed upstairs and into my bedroom. Sure enough on my bed was a sheet of paper with information for my induction day. I checked in my wardrobe. All my school uniform was in there hanging up. Mum had washed and ironed everything. It really was back to routine!

“This feels so weird!” Steve commented in a whisper.

I chuckled.

“Yeah.” I replied. “I don’t know what your dad said but wow!” I added in a whisper.

Steve shrugged his shoulder.

“I meant watching you getting ready for school.” Steve corrected me gently. “I have never been in the position of watching someone else who is younger than me get their bits ready.” Steve added with a warm smile.

I chuckled again. Steve always knew just what to say.

Steve and I made sure I had the few bits I needed in my school bag. A pen, pencil, small ruler, t-shirt and shorts would be all I would need. I was relieved to find out I would not be required to wear my school uniform tomorrow. I could wear my own clothes just for that one day.

“Bus pass?” Steve asked me.

I went to my desk and got my bus pass out and put it into my school bag.

“Lunch?” Steve asked me.

“Mum will have that ready for me in the morning in the fridge.” I replied honestly. Steve nodded his head.

“Looks like you are all set.” Steve stated warmly. “Is there anything else you need for school tomorrow?” Steve then asked me.

“You walking me in holding my hand like any proud and caring big brother would.” I immediately answered.

“Just say the word and I will.” Steve replied instantly. Steve did not mock me or laugh at me. His smile was also one of love and not a smile of sarcasm.

I gave Steve a truly loving smile and grabbed him in a hug just as tender.

“You are the best big brother anyone could ask for.” I told Steve meaning every word of what I had just said.

“You flatter me.” Steve replied warmly as we hugged.

“Flatter?” I asked. “What does that mean?” I asked as I was not sure.

“Do you have a dictionary?” Steve asked.

“A little one.” I replied. “The big one is downstairs in the living room.” I added.

“Well as all your school stuff is ready how about we grab the big dictionary and we can look it up.” Steve invited me.

“Ok.” I replied. For anyone else I would probably have declined such an offer.

Steve and returned downstairs and walked into the living room. Mum was watching the TV looking half asleep.

I found and picked up the dictionary, sat down on the sofa and Steve sat down beside me. Mum looked at the pair of us with interest.

“You have got Matthew using the dictionary?” My mum asked Steve with surprise.

Steve gave a broad smile.

“Well I am going to shower and go to bed as I have to be up early. Steve, would you please make sure Matthew is in bed at a reasonable hour?” My mum then asked tenderly. This change of attitude towards Steve was actually making me nervous!

“Of course.” Steve replied tenderly. If Steve was feeling peculiar about the way my mum was behaving he was doing a very job of hiding it.

“Night boys.” My mum then said as she left the living room and went to head upstairs.

“Night.” Steve and I replied in unison.

“Flatter.” I then said as I found the ‘f’ section of the dictionary.

I found flatter. Much to my surprise there was more than one meaning so I read them all.

“Which one is correct for what you said upstairs?” I asked Steve when I had read all the various meanings.

“To make me feel happy and honoured.” Steve replied warmly.

“Thanks.” I replied. “Glad I chose the right word.” I added. I then had an idea.

“Would you look up that word you said yesterday please?” I requested of Steve.

“Which one is that?” Steve asked with genuine interest.

“Enamoured.” I replied. “I don’t know how to spell that word.” I added.

Steve gently took the dictionary from me and thumbed through the pages in the ‘e’ section. Steve found the word and pointed to it so I could read the meaning.

‘Enamoured – be filled with love for; have a liking or admiration for.’

“Wow!” I stated after I had read the meaning.

Steve looked at me with a warm smile.

Tears started to fill my eyes.

“I love you so much Steve.” I told Steve. I wanted to explode with the pride and love I felt for Steve right at this moment.

“I love you too my wonderful little brother.” Steve replied as he gently wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big warm hug.

Steve and I heard my mum leave the bathroom and enter her bedroom. A thought suddenly crossed my mind. Mum had not given me a goodnight hug or kiss! I told Steve this.

“That is odd.” Steve agreed. “Maybe your mum is still a little pissed.” Steve reasoned.

“Must be.” I replied.

“Give your mum a day to calm down. Having me here probably does not help but I am not going to desert you little brother.” Steve assured me.

“Thanks.” I replied to Steve.

Steve and I hugged for a couple of minutes before I put the dictionary away and gave Steve the remote to the TV. I asked Steve if he wanted a drink and Steve surprised me by telling me he would make me a drink. I was going to argue until Steve said he was going to do my pills for this evening and tomorrow morning anyway. Steve insisted I found something worth watching on the TV while he made us both a nice cup of tea. I gave Steve a big warm smile.

Steve went into the kitchen. I could hear him moving about as I flicked through the channels on the TV. Finally finding something worth watching I sat back and got comfortable on the sofa. Steve walked into the living room with two glasses. One with my pills and the other one half filled with water. I took my pills, washed them down and Steve returned to the kitchen.

A couple of minutes later Steve returned to the living room with two mugs in his hands. Steve put both mugs down on the coffee table and snuggled up next to me.

“You really spoil me.” I told Steve as we snuggled close.

“Only because you deserve it.” Steve replied without hesitation.

I hugged Steve close as we turned our attention to the program on the TV. I did not want to say anything else. I was sure it would only spoil things.

“Time for bed little brother.” Steve told me tenderly when the program finished.

“But it is only nine.” I pleaded with Steve.

“Yeah, but I want to say goodnight to you properly!” Steve informed me. I sat up and looked at Steve wide eyed.

“Does that mean saying goodnight in a naughty way?” I asked Steve with a devious smirk. Steve flashed me a big toothy smile.

I jumped up, switched off the TV, grabbed Steve’s hand and pulled; hard! Steve happily let me drag him out of the living room and upstairs to my bedroom switching off every light except the hallway one as we went. Steve did stop me long enough to go into the bathroom and use the toilet!

“Will only interrupt us otherwise!” Steve remarked as we urinated into the toilet together.

After using the toilet Steve and I walked out of the bathroom. We could hear that my mum was asleep in her bedroom. This made me even more determined to have some naughty fun.

As soon as we got into the bedroom I closed and locked my bedroom door. Before Steve had a chance to turn around my t-shirt had passed over my head and I was bare chest. Less than thirty seconds later I was naked, rock hard and my erection was bobbing up and down.

“Keen?” Steve asked me with sarcasm and a big smile.

I giggled.

“Well as you are so keen and horny how about you undress me, sit in front of me and let me kiss and nibble your neck while I rub my hands up and down your body and wank you and rub your balls until you have a wonderful orgasm.” Steve then said with a big warm smile.

Steve had no sooner said those words than his tracksuit bottoms and boxer shorts were down at his socked ankles where I had just pulled them. I jumped up onto the bed and hauled Steve’s t-shirt up and off of his body. I jumped down off the bed and then pushed Steve who ‘fell’ onto the bed. I immediately pulled Steve’s tracksuit bottoms, boxer shorts and socks off of him and Steve turned around just as I got on top of him and kissed him passionately.

After a couple of minutes of wonderful kissing and with both of us now totally hard Steve got himself comfortable on the bed. Steve was sitting at the top of the bed with some pillows between him and the headboard. Steve then patted the space between his legs and I happily moved up the bed and sat right in front of Steve, his rock hard cock now once again sandwiched between his stomach and my back. I was totally hard as well and now relishing the feel of the warmth coming off of Steve’s body as he held me tight and close.

Steve then did exactly what he promised to do. His hands ran up and down my chest and tummy and as far along my legs as Steve could easily reach. Steve also began to kiss and nuzzle at my neck and ear lobes. Steve also happily caressed my rock hard cock and tight little nut sack. Whenever I could I also turned my head so Steve and I could kiss lips to lips. This was fabulous.

Steve had only been pleasuring me for ten minutes when I felt the urgent need to have an orgasm. Part of me desperately wanted this to last so much longer but the physical side of me was now desperate for the orgasm I needed.

“Steve, I need to orgasm.” I whispered.

“Already?” Steve replied in a surprised whisper.

“Yes.” I replied in a whisper.

“Consider it done.” Steve replied in another whisper. “Lay down on the bed so I can sort you out properly.” Steve then whispered with a big smile.

I quickly shuffled down the bed a bit and then lay down so my head was on the pillows. Steve immediately shuffled down the bed, gave me a big smile and then took my rock hard cock into his mouth.

I stuffed the corner of a pillow into my mouth to muffle my gasps and pleasure moans as Steve skilfully and rapidly brought me to a wonderful orgasm. I felt all the muscles in my abdomen flex and tense as my orgasm hit and thoroughly enjoyed all the sensations of our illicit act. Now it was time to return the pleasure.

“Can I bring you to orgasm please?” I asked Steve in a whisper after I had enjoyed and calmed down from my orgasm.

“Only if it is what you want to do.” Steve replied in a whisper and with a lovely big smile.

I grabbed a pillow and gave it to Steve. I then moved down the bed so I was between Steve’s legs again and gently grabbed Steve’s half hard cock.

As soon as I grabbed Steve’s cock it started to fill with blood and was rock hard and pulsing again within a few seconds. It was now time to remind Steve I really loved everything we did together.

Steve moaned happily into his pillow as I gently manipulated his hard cock. Steve had leaked plenty of pre cum and so his foreskin retracted nice and easily as I slowly wanked Steve.

As soon as Steve’s foreskin was fully retracted I opened my mouth and gently put as much of Steve’s cock in my mouth as I could. Even with the pillow in his mouth I heard Steve moan with pleasure. I also noticed Steve’s balls were pretty snug to his body so Steve was close to orgasm and pretty horny already.

I started to move my tongue all over the head of Steve’s cock as I used my right hand to wank Steve’s cock slowly and my left hand to rub and caress Steve’s now quite tight nut sack. Steve writhed in pleasure as I manipulated his bell end, his shaft and his nuts all at once. Steve was also moaning with pleasure every time he breathed out. I must be doing what I am doing really well!

“Close.” Steve whispered after a couple of minutes. Wow! Steve had been really horny as well as me tonight!

Literally a few breaths later Steve orgasmed. I felt Steve’s cock pulse, bulge and then fill my mouth with cum. Several more strong pulses and lots more cum followed as Steve moaned desperately into the pillow firmly stuffed into his mouth.

“Oh shit that felt so fucking good.” Steve whispered as I snuggled up to him on the bed. “You are better than any girl at getting me off.” Steve then whispered heaping praise on me. “I will tell my next girlfriend to come to you for lessons!” Steve then stated with a devious smirk on his flushed red face. I chuckled loudly as I smiled back. I wonder if Steve might actually do that. To be honest I had no idea what I was doing that was so special though.

“I have had a good teacher.” I whispered back to Steve who in turn chuckled.

“If you learn in school as well as you have learnt sex stuff you will be a straight ‘A’ student you know.” Steve whispered back. I smiled broadly.

“Now I am going to have to shove you onto your own bed so we can go to sleep.” Steve whispered tenderly. “Tomorrow night you will actually be sleeping on your own as well.” Steve added just as tenderly to see my reaction.

“Will be so weird.” I whispered.

“I know.” Steve replied. “I will miss my snug warm cuddly silky smooth hot water bottle you know.” Steve then whispered tenderly.

“I hope Friday night is chilly then so you want your hot water bottle!” I replied with a big warm smile.

“Me too.” Steve replied with a big smile as well.

Steve and I lay looking at each other for a few moments.

“Time for bed little brother or you will not want to get up in the morning.” Steve whispered tenderly. Steve was right even though I hated to have to admit it.

I gave Steve a smile and moved over onto the other bed. While I sorted out my pillows and duvet Steve did the same. Steve then got me to set my alarm clock for the time I would need to get up in the morning before he switched off my bedroom light and returned to bed.

I lay in bed facing Steve, the pair of us smiling sweetly at each other. My eyelids were getting heavy. Steve yawned. I yawned. I closed my eyes and felt sleep consume me.

I felt happy, content and totally loved.

Much to my surprise I was looking forward to tomorrow and what it would bring so I could share it all with Steve.