Exchange Student Returns Home
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Chapter 12
Day 7 Brandon's POV
"Well now, isn't that the sweetest thing you have ever seen?" I wake up with the sound of my mother's voice. I notice that I am snuggled up to Grayson and he is snuggled up to Luke. Luke has his head on Grayson's shoulder with Grayson's head resting on top of Luke's. I turn in the direction of my mom's voice and stretch. I see that Dad is with her. The two boys are still asleep.
"Oh, hey Mom. Dad. What time is it?" I say as I roll over and rub the sleep out of my eyes. She tells me that it is nine in the morning and was wondering how long we were going to sleep because she wants to start breakfast. I said, "Go ahead and start. When they smell breakfast cooking, it will get them up in a flash."
Dad chuckles, "That always got me up when I was a teenager."
They leave the room and I look at the two best friends. Luke stirs a little and I see Grayson kiss him on the head. Neither of them wake up. I have to pee. I also can tell I have a serious case of morning wood. I hope I wasn't poking Grayson in the back with my spear. I figure that since I have to pee, I might as well take a shower. I didn't yesterday after swimming and my skin is a little dry from the chlorine.
When I get to the bathroom, Chrissy is exiting. She sees the large tent in my underwear and says, "What the...oops," and she covers her mouth and walks away apologetically. I think to myself, "She's learning."
I immediately hop into the shower. With my current state, it's easier to pee while showering than to use the toilet. If I didn't block the flow with my hand, I'd probably hit my nose. He he. It still doesn't want to go down, so I take care of that problem too. I don't mind. I get out and I grab a towel to go back to my room. When I open the bathroom door, I can smell bacon cooking. Yumm! I enter my room and I see that the boys are awake and sitting up talking. I am, of course, naked and drying off.
"What are you guy still doing in bed? Don't you guys smell breakfast cooking?" They don't really seam fazed.
"We were just enjoying talking to each other, that we didn't even notice." Luke speaks matter of factly. Write this down in the history books that two teenage boys aren't phased by the smell of bacon. Maybe I should take their temperature.
I get my front all dry and I am attempting to get my backside. Grayson gets up and comes over to me and says, "Let me help you with that." He takes my towel, I lie down on the bed and he starts to dry off my back for me. I never can get my back dry and when I put on a t-shirt, it always sticks to my back. So I'm okay with that. He gets every inch of my back dry and I think he is done and he starts down my butt and legs. I wasn't expecting that. He had me spread my legs more so he could have more room. He then really surprised me by spreading my cheeks and patting dry my crack and hole. Wow! That got my attention. Then he spoke to Luke.
"Yup! You're right. He does have a hairy butt crack and around his hole too. You should shave this, Brandon."
"Hey!" I say. "That's private!"
He retorted, "Nothing is private between brothers." He then felt the hairs around my hole.
"Stop! That tickles." I said. Then Grayson grabbed one of my butt hairs and pulled it out.
"Ouch! What was that for?" He took the hair over to show Luke. He laughed and took it and asked if that meant that they were engaged. They both started laughing. I didn't think it was so funny. That hurt!
"Two can play this game!" I said. I then grabbed Grayson and pinned him down on the bed. I yanked down his underwear and I spread his cheeks apart to grab one of his butt hairs.
He laughed at me and told me, "Tough luck. I don't have any."
I still searched to no avail, but I did tickle his hole like he did me. I wasn't going to be denied so I flopped him over and said, "Fine! I'll take one of you ball hairs." I pulled his legs apart and grabbed his smooth sack in search for any hairs on his balls. I moved his ball sack back and forth and I couldn't find a single one. One thing I did notice was that his balls were a lot bigger than Luke's and maybe even mine. He didn't even struggle and was laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe for a second.
"Ha Ha!" He said. "I shave my balls. Ha ha!"
Okay, now he is making fun of me. I can then see with all this attention to his groin that he has quite a hard on. I can feel my mouth smirk and say, "Oh, I see a really small one now." I grabbed his circumcised dick and started pulling on it. "Man! This one is really deep rooted. If it wasn't so small, I might be able to get a good hold on it." (It really wasn"t small.) I continued to pull on it, but not too hard. I didn't want to hurt him, just get him back.
Luke was laughing and said, "I don't think it is so small anymore!"
Grayson protested, "That's not a hair, that's my dick. You better stop pulling on that or you'll be sorry." I didn't stop pulling and about 10 seconds later, he warns me again. "I'm gonna spew!" He said. I didn't believe him for no one jizzes that fast. Then he tilted his head back and then he spewed rope after rope of his jizz all over my still naked tummy. He fell back on the bed and I jumped back seeing his spunk all over me.
Luke is pointing at it and said, "Ha Ha! He warned you. He really creamed you good! Literally!" Now I was laughing out loud with Grayson's seed flowing down into my pubes. Had I not relieved myself earlier, I could have returned the favor.
Knock! Knock! There was a loud knock at our door. I quickly grab my towel and block the view of my cum splattered tummy. Grayson jumps back under the covers just before the door opens and it's Mom. I freeze with the towel in front of me hiding any evidence of our prior activity.
"Breakfast is getting cold, boys. Get dressed and come down. I made blueberry pancakes, hash browns, bacon and sausage and scrambled eggs." She closed the door as quick as she opened it. Boy was that close.
Grayson said that he'd help Luke if I needed to clean up. I ran back to the bathroom and got a wash cloth, which was still wet and I looked down at the spunk that was still there. I could hear the boys still laughing it up in the other room. I wiped some of Grayson's seed off with my finger and brought it up to my nose. No smell. My heart started beating a little faster and I brought it up to my mouth and stuck out my tongue to taste it. I knew that I shouldn't, but this might be my only opportunity to taste that what wasn't my own. I was surprised that it didn't taste much like anything, so I just washed myself off. I make sure I rinsed the wash cloth out good. When I got back to the room, Luke was dressed but Grayson was still naked. He and I got dressed quick, you know, a t-shirt and shorts, and we went down to breakfast.
It looked like a feast. "Oh my gosh, Mom! This looks amazing." She is standing by the kitchen island and so I give her a hug and kiss on the cheek and I sit down. Right behind me was Luke and he gave her a hug and a kiss followed by Grayson giving her a hug.
"This is amazing!"Grayson said. "Wow!" I could tell she was pleased with the display of affection.
"You're welcome boys, and with a reaction like this, I may have to make a big breakfasts more often. Now sit yourselves down."
Chrissy was already seated waiting for us at the table. "Can we eat yet? I'm starved!"
Mom places her hand on her shoulder, "Of course we can Sweetie, now that everyone is here." She said while looking at us.
In between bites of eggs and pancakes, Dad announces to me and Luke, "Boys. We have been invited to go over to Dr. Heiner's for dinner tonight. Luke, he would like to examine you to make sure you are healing right."
Luke asks, "Why are we going to his house, and not his office? Not that I'm complaining."
"It's just a quick visit." Dad said. "We got along really well at the hospital and I think we could be good friends and maybe golfing buddies." Chomp, chomp dad munches on a sausage. "He has a couple of sons a little younger than you two and maybe you could get to know them. You know, they do have a ski boat..."
"I'm in!" I say. "You had me at ski boat!"
Luke looks excited at first and then frowns. "This dang cast is just getting in the way of everything!! I hate it!" He drops his fork on the plate and pushes it away. Everyone is quiet. Luke covers his eyes with his left hand. I don't know if I should give him space or try to comfort him. Dad gets up from his seat and takes a seat next to Luke. He places his arm around his shoulder and gives Luke a kiss on his head.
"Listen Luke, you need to be mature about this. I want you to remember these 4 words: Life is not fair. Bad things happen when you make bad choices, but bad things can also happen when you are making the best choices. What happened to you was an accident. You were not being punished for doing anything wrong. It just happened. It's what you do when things like this happens is what defines what kind of a man you are.
"I know Dad." Luke says. "And just because I know it, it doesn't make it easy...it's just frustrating. Isn't is okay to vent sometimes or would you rather I keep it inside until I explode. I don't think exploding is very healthy either, is it?"
I think Luke has Dad stumped on that one. They are just staring at each other. None of us are talking or eating but I am drinking some orange juice. Finally, Dad says, "You're right. You should be able to share with your family what you are feeling." Then he smirks. "I wouldn't want my favorite son to explode all over the kitchen."
I spit my orange juice out, "Favorite son? What?" That was enough to make Luke smile.
Chrissy yells, "Yucky! Brandon just spit orange juice all over me." Now that made Luke start laughing. We then all laugh except for Chrissy. Mom takes her to get cleaned up.
Grayson speaks up. "You guys are so weird, and I love it. My house is so boring... nothing ever happens there."
Dad smiles at Grayson. "You are welcome here anytime you like. Just so you know, if you stay too long, your name might be added to the chore chart and you may have to clean the bathroom or do the dishes."
"I wouldn't mind." Grayson said. "As long as I can hang with these two dorks, I wouldn't mind pulling weeds. Sure, I love my dad and I know he truly cares about me. We have each other and I'm glad we do, but I really love it here. I'm glad we live so close." Grayson stops for a second. "You know, my dad and I are going to go hiking this afternoon and it would be really cool if any of you would like to join us sometime."
Luke gets that look of excitement on his face. "Hey! Why don't we all go camping sometime this summer after I get this cast off. I'm sure that Mr. Paulson could use some relaxation from his work. He could even hang out with you Dad while we have fun."
Dad scowls, "So you don't think I'm much fun, Mister Luke?"
"No! No! No!" Luke says. "I mean you and Mr. Paulson are old dudes and like to do old dude stuff like stare at the lake with a fishing pole in your hand or sit in a chair and take a nap or something. Sure, you might join us swimming for about five minutes or go on a ten minute hike, but come on... you're not forty anymore. Ha Ha!"
Grayson doesn't look pleased by Luke's comment. He turns his chair so that he is looking straight at Luke. "I can't believe you just said that. For your information, my dad swims a half mile every morning before work. This afternoon, we are going on a 5 mile hike. Sometimes I have to ask him to slow down." Grayson stands up. "It's probably time for me to go. Brandon? Please thank your mother for me for a wonderful breakfast."
Grayson heads for the door and Dad and I give Luke the eye. Luke says, "Grayson, wait!" He gets up and walks over to Grayson. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to dis your dad. He's a great man and a wonderful father. I was mostly teasing my dad and if I offended you, I am really sorry."
Grayson, slowly turns towards Luke in one motion and slowly gives Luke a hug. A very tender hug. "Thank you Luke. It's just that my dad is all I have left. He is a dad, father, a papa and friend all in one. He's never hit me or even raised his voice to me. I remember Mom telling me that when I was really young, if I woke up in the middle of the night, I would call for my Papa and he would come. She was a little jealous but he would bring me into bed so they could both snuggle up to me. If I had a bad dream or whatever, they were there. It was such a comfort for me to have my dad hold me as I fell asleep. Even now if I ask to sleep in his bed he always lets me. I love him very much. I really should go now. I'll see you all later." Luke gives him a quick hug and he leaves.
Today is a chore day, so after breakfast we get started. Luke gets dusting while I have to mow and weed the lawn. Chrissy helps Mom with the kitchen and laundry. Dad goes to do something in the garage. It's a pretty hot day out and a bit muggy too. I start in the front yard and when I am done mowing, I am just covered in sweat. I take a drink out of the hose and then I take my shirt off and wring it out. Nothing comes out, but it sure seamed it was sopping wet. I figured that I would do the weeding and be done for the day. I can do the back yard tomorrow.
When I am done weeding, I go to enter the house through the garage. I see Dad in there cleaning up and I say to him, "Man! It's really hot out there. I'll do the back tomorrow."
"That'll be fine Son." Dad says as he sees how hot and sweaty I am.
With my shirt draped over my shoulder, I enter through the laundry room. Mom and Chrissy is in there putting in a load of laundry. I say, "Have room for a couple more things?" I throw my shirt in the wash followed by my shorts I just took off. I am standing there naked except for my shoes.
Chrissy is staring at my balls and then I hear her whisper to Mom. "Why are Brandon's balls hanging so low? They look all stretched out?" Mom and I start to chuckle and Chrissy doesn't take her eyes off of them.
"Oh Honey!" Mom says to her. "You will learn about this sooner or later, so now is as good of a time as any. Boy's testicles are where sperm in made. Remember, sperm is what makes babies. We have ovaries and that is where the egg is to make babies. Our ovaries are on our inside and testicles are on the outside of boy's bodies because they have to be cooler so the sperm don't die. The testicles are inside a sack called the scrotum." She points to my sack and tells her that I am hot and so the testicles need to be away from my body, so they are sagging. I'm not used to being the show and tell object.
Chrissy asks, "But the other day, when we were swimming, his balls were up really high near his penis? Does that mean he was cold and they needed to be warmer?"
"Yes Chrissy." I say slightly annoyed. I turn to Mom. "If we are done with show and tell, I need to take a shower." I don't wait for an answer and I head for my room.
Luke is reading a comic book on his bed when I enter. "Man, it's hot out there today and you could cut the humidity with a knife."
He looks up and looks at my balls. "Yeah I can tell. Your balls are down to your knees. If you are free balling it today, you better wear long pants." He smiles.
"They won't be hanging for long, after I take a nice cold shower." I think for a second and then I sit down on my bed. I grab one of my balls and start rolling it around between my fingers. Luke looks quizzical. "What are you doing?" He asks me.
"Well, if you are asking the question, then it's something you don't know and should. Have you ever heard of testicular cancer?" His mouth drops open. I roll my eyes. I guess It's show and tell for the second time today. "Yes it's a thing and you need to check yourself often because it's not something you want to get. Now scoot to the side of the bed.
I stand in front of him so he can see good. He is almost eye level to my dick. I grab my right nut. "You need to be loose like I am now so you can get a good feel. It's hard to examine your balls if they are up tight. The best time to check is when you have a nice hot shower or after being in a hot tub."
"Or after working outside in the heat." Luke says.
"Or in my case, yes. So like this, you roll your nut around with your thumb and one or two fingers. You are looking for anything out of the ordinary. If there is a bump or something, you should see a doctor. They say that it usually won't hurt so guys might brush it off."
After I think I'm done with the right one, I move to the left nut. I move it around feeling it real good. "You need to know every millimeter of your balls, so if it's different, you'd be able to tell. Now drop your drawers and show me you know what to do."
Luke stands up and we trade places. He lowers his shorts and it's still been a warm day so he is loose enough. "You're loose enough, so show me what you should do."
He grabs his left nut and gives it a squeeze. "Oww! That kinda hurt!" He said.
"Weren't you paying attention?" I asked him. I grab his right nut. "Like this."
I roll his nut gently between my thumb and two fingers. Then I move to the other one knowing that it might be tender after he squeezed it. He really does have some nice balls. He is even starting to grow a few little ball hairs too. "There, all done. Now show me you know how now." I instruct him as I stand up.
I was expecting him to feel his nuts again, but instead he grabs my left nut. He then swirls it around feeling it. "What is this?" He said looking concerned.
I can tell what he is talking about because he is squeezing it. "Okay, you can stop squeezing it now. That is the epididymis. It basically stores your sperm until it is ready for use."
He then feels the other one and then his own. "Okay, I can feel mine now. Yours is much bigger and easier to detect." He kicks off his shorts from around his ankles and lays back down on the bed. I know he is going to explore further. "Thanks for teaching me that Brandon. I don't know why they didn't teach us about this stuff in health class. How did you know all of this?"
I smile. "Well, they teach this stuff in France at the high school. You're not going to believe this, but they actually had real life models in health class that were naked, and we could see everything right then and there."
"What?" Luke was excited. In fact he was starting to get excited between his legs too. "You mean both a boy and a girl in front of the class? Was the class all guys or co-ed? Could you get a close look?"
Wow. He is already full bone. I've never gone up that fast before. His heart must have been beating fast because his dick would grow every pulse of his heart and continued to twitch even after full mast. This even got me to grow a semi.
I then relate to Luke the experience. "I remember that day at high school in France. Andres and I had Health class together and we had studied about the reproductive systems of both male and female. That day we had guest that were going to join us. A guy and a gal, both probably 19 or 20 came in wearing robes. When they took them off, they were naked as the day they were born. They were completely hairless below the pits. On the woman, there were markings showing where the Fallopian tubes, ovaries and uterus were. I think it was done with a Sharpie. On the guy, there were markings showing where the bladder and prostate were and so forth."
"This was about the third week of school and I wasn't comfortable with nudity yet. I blushed about 5 shades of red and I thought I would pass out. Andres thought it was funny until the teacher came over and asked if I was okay. Then all eyes were on me. Andres just told the teacher that I am an American and we have a phobia about nudity. She brings me a bottle of water and asks if I want to get some air. With all eyes on me, I said that I would be fine. It was just a shock."
"That is insane!" Luke says. I don't think he even knows that he is stroking his meat. "Did you get a hard on in front of the class?"
"I did. But so did Andres and the other guys too. I first covered it up but nobody else did, so I didn't want to bring more attention to myself by doing something out of the ordinary. About half of the class were girls and the teacher was a lady too. It was really weird having a boner in class on display and everyone acting like it is the most normal thing to do. Us guys got to view the nude gal up close and ask the teacher questions if we wanted. The girls did the same with the nude dude.'
"On the second day, we were split up from the girls. A coach came into the room and had us gather around a different nude dude on display. He then taught us more about how to check our balls and stuff. He grabbed the guy's nuts and did what I showed you earlier. He told us about the function of the prostate and how doctors check it. I'm glad he didn't show us that."
Luke did slow down his speed polishing his woody, but I still don't think he knows he's doing it. "The coach then shows us a video, a very graphic video of guys that have STDs. We saw guys with genital warts, syphilis, herpes, crabs and many more. It was the most disgusting images I have ever seen in my life. Half of us had to run outside and barf. I was one of them and so was Andres."
Luke is deflating real fast now. How can a guy go up and down so fast? I guess it's his thing. He must have big blood vessels in that thing. I put a hand on his shoulder and look him straight in the eye, "Luke. Trust me, you do not ever want to get an STD. Never have unprotected sex and keep that thing clean. Don't find out things on your own. I don't care what it is, I want you to come to me about anything. Anything!! I mean it, Anything!!! We tease each other a lot in this family, but I will never tease you or make you feel bad about anything you come to me in confidence. If you slip up and get an STD, don't be embarrassed about it to the point that you keep it a secret. Your health is important and this stuff can mess you up."
"Okay Brandon. I get it. Can I put my clothes back on now?"
I ruffle his hair and I say, "Okay, lesson is over. I'm done now, but just remember what I said. I'm gonna take a shower and probably take a nap until we have to go to the Heiner's."
Later in the evening, Dad, Luke and I went to Dr. Heiner's house. It was a beautiful two story home and I counted 3 chimneys. We parked in the carport that had about 10 slots with 5 cars already parked.
After ringing the doorbell, we were greeted by a rather lanky kid about Luke's age with shoulder length sun bleached blond hair, green eyes, tanned arms and legs, and very good looking.
"Hey- Whatsup? You must be the Davenports. Come on in, take a load off and I'll go tell Dad that you're here." He left quickly leaving us there waiting for Dr. Heiner. We didn't feel like "taking a load off" so we just waited until the Doc showed up a moment later. He already had his hand outstretched when he greeted us.
"Kevin, I'm glad you and the boys could make it." After shaking Dad's hand and mine, he asked Luke how he was feeling. Luke just bobbed his head a little before saying that he was okay. He left it at that before asking us to join him onto the patio out back.
He had a bunch of chairs and a table with lemonade, cheese and crackers, chips and dips. Yum! He told us to help ourselves and I grabbed a plate and I held it so Luke could put what ever he wanted on it. When he was finished, he walked over to one of the chairs and I put a small table next to him so he could rest it there. I got him a glass of lemonade and asked if he needed anything else. He said that he'd like a napkin. I told him that I'd bring him one when I returned with my plate. He thanked me and I said, "Anything for you, little brother." I leaned down and kissed the top of his head.
When I returned to the spread, that kid we met earlier came out, grabbed a lemonade and sat down on a chair. Dr. Heiner then said to us, "I don't know if my son introduced himself, but this is my son Jacob." He kinda waved at us and we waved back. At that point I saw off to the side that there was another young man that was much bigger and taller than Jacob shooting some hoops.
Dr. Heiner stood up and called out to the other boy. "Jon! Come here, I want you to meet someone." Jon just ignored him. Doc Heiner shouted again. "Jon!" This time it got Jon's attention.
He gave his dad a nasty look, "I'll be there in a minute, Old Man. Don't get your panties in a wad!"
He shot a couple more baskets and then he came over to us. He had his shirt draped over his slightly sweaty well defined torso. He looked about 17. His face seamed younger than his body and rather handsome. His blond hair was much shorter than the other kid and a dusting of blond hairs accented his tanned six pack. Doc Heiner told him to have a seat and he would introduce us.
"Out of my seat, loser!" Jon said as he grabbed Jacob by the shirt and pulled him out of the chair. As he did, he grabbed his lemonade and said, "Thanks Runt. Now get yourself one."
"You Stupid Jerk!!" Jacob yelled at his brother. I could tell that Jon didn't like being called out by his younger weaker brother, and probably wanted to hit him.
Doc Heiner ordered, "Knock it off you two and sit down, Jonathan!"
He looked stern towards his father, "It's Jon, Old Man! You know I don't like to be called Jonathan."
"And you know I don't like to be called `Old Man', yet you still do it! I'll respect you when you respect me!" Doc said while pointing to himself. "Now, these are our guest. This is Kevin Davenport and his two son's, Brandon over there and this is Luke."
He just gave us a brief nod and sat down, drinking the lemonade. Jacob got another glass of lemonade and sat next to Luke and I sat on the other side. I gave Luke the napkin I promised and he thanked me.
Luke extended his left hand to Jacob. "I'm Luke, but you can call me Lucas if you want, but I prefer to be called Luke. Do you go by Jake or just Jacob."
Jacob looked at his hand and gave him a weak handshake. "You can call me Jake if you want, but I answer to either one."
I raised my hand to get Jacob's attention. "I'm Brandon and I do not go by Brandy. Brandon! Just Brandon!"
Jacobs demeanor changed as he smiled a little. "Just Brandon, huh? Okay, nice to meet you, Just Brandon." Luke practically chokes on his lemonade and I think that some of it even comes out of his nose. Now Jacob is chuckling at Luke as Luke is trying to blow his nose and laugh at the same time. I start laughing too. I gave Luke another napkin and he wiped his eyes with it.
"So Luke." Jacob says. "What's the story with your arm? Did you break it skate boarding, Mountain climbing or get hit by a car? Do tell. I mean, spill it dude." He takes a sip of his lemonade.
"Do tell, I mean spill it dude?" I am thinking to myself. I think he is just trying to be cool but it sounds like he might be a little more refined than he is portraying himself to be. I don't think Luke picked up on it.
"The short version of the story is that my friend had my phone and I was trying to get it. It flew in the air and I jumped and barely caught it, but when I landed, I landed hard and broke my arm and cracked a rib. At the hospital, I had a reaction to the medicine I was given and I got a nasty rash all over my body. It was a rough couple of days."
Jacob seamed interested. "Wow, man! That must have really sucked big time. How did you keep your wits about you? I mean, you seamed to have gotten used to it. I think that I would have hated the world if that happened to me especially during summer break."
Luke nods his head. "Yeah, it was really tough, but I had my big brother here and he wouldn't leave my side for days. I was really anxious about riding in the ambulance and staying in the hospital by myself." He looks at me, smiles, then looks back at Jacob. "I really do have the best brother in the world. He even bought me a left handed adapter for my controller so I could still play video games."
"Yeah." I say, "I didn't want him to use his broken arm as an excuse for losing at video games."
Luke starts laughing, "I could still beat your butt even if I had two broken arms."
I laugh. "You're probably right. You are pretty good."
I look over to Jacob. "He does love to play. It just broke my heart that he wasn't able to play with just one hand. So I researched it online and found an adapter that works really well. Maybe a little too well." I put my arm around Luke's shoulders. "It was the best 50 bucks I ever spent." I lean over and Luke moves his head in my direction and I kiss the top of his head. I wonder if he even knows that he is doing it.
"Wow!" Jacob exclaims. "If I broke my arm, I'm sure my brother would use it to make my life even more miserable than it already is. He is such and ass!" He shakes his head and gets a little red in the face. He looks over at Jon and then back to us. "I hate him so much!! I think his mission in life is to make mine miserable. He never misses an opportunity to make fun at my expense or put me down."
He looks at Luke. "You guys are like the exact opposite as us. Brandon put his arm around you, gave you a kiss in front of others. I would be embarrassed if anyone did that to me. Especially if Jon saw it. He'd call us fags and tell everyone he knew. You guys have no idea what it's like to have a brother that hates you."
Luke and I look at each other and we look back to him. Luke says, "Are you kidding me? It wasn't always like this. A couple of weeks ago, I couldn't stand this guy. He was so mean to me, when I was younger, that when he went to France as an exchange student for a year, it was the happiest day of my life. I hated him and I knew he hated me too."
I feel a little of that hurt in my heart as he is telling Jacob this. Luke looks at me and I can see some of that hurt in his eyes too. I tear up and I reach over to Luke and hug him the best I can. We both look back to Jacob and his eyes are furrowed and his mouth is agape.
I look back at Luke, "And that will never happen again." He smiles and we both look at Jacob again. "It wasn't easy and we had a ton of trust issues, but we both worked hard. We wasted so much precious time hating each other that we'll never get back. I'll never waste another moment like that again."
"Luke?" I hear Dad calling over to him. "Dave, I mean Dr. Heiner wants to take you inside now to see how you are healing."
Luke's POV
"Okay Dad." I get up and I then ask Jacob if he'd join me so we can still talk.
He gets up and says, "Okay. I'd like to finish our conversation."
We go into Dr. Heiner's office and it has a table you can sit on like at a doctor's office. He asks me to take off my shirt, which I do. Jake sticks out his hand to take my shirt, so I hand it to him. Doc asks me what my pain level is right now and I say that it is a zero. He presses down on my fingernails and says that he is checking my circulation. He asks me a ton of questions like; did I get lots of rest, how long did I need pain medication etc. He rotated my arm and moved it to and fro. I wasn't in any pain at all. He then placed his hand on my rib that cracked and pushed a little to see if it hurt. It didn't. Then he pressed a little harder and I felt it then. He made some notes on my chart and then he examined the normal stuff like my ears, neck and I had to stick out my tongue and say, "Aww".
He had me stand up and he said that he wanted to check the areas where my rash was. He looked all over my back, neck, chest and even had me lift my arms. I could tell that Jacob was paying close attention.
Doc Heiner then speaks to his son. "Jacob. Maybe you should wait outside because I need to further examine Luke."
I put up my hand when I see Jake start to stand up. "It's okay, I'm not shy. It's not like Jacob has never seen a dick, ah I mean a penis before."
Doc Heiner says, "Fine by me. I just didn't want you to be uncomfortable. So go ahead and remove the rest of your clothes including your shoes and socks."
I take off my shoes and socks and Jake takes them. He puts the socks inside of the shoes. I ask him to undo my belt. It's really hard to do with my left hand. I am standing right in front of him and he is eye level to my crotch. While there I ask if he wouldn't mind undoing the button and zipper on my pants. I can tell as he hesitated and blushed a little and that he was apprehensive.
I said, "Usually my brother helps me in and out of my clothes. I hope you don't mind."
He does as instructed and my pants fall down to my knees. I place one hand on his shoulder and ask him to take them the rest of the way off since he's going to take them anyway. I don't want to give this kid a coronary, so I drop my boxers myself and I slide them to him. When my dick comes into view, he gives a little gasp. I'm less than a foot from his face. I turn around and go by the doctor.
"Lay down flat on your back, Luke. I need to be able to check you thoroughly." I do as asked. He checks the bottoms of my feet and works his way up to my butt. He spreads my butt cheeks and I'm sure Jake can see my hole. He rubs his gloved hands on my sphincter and asks if I have had any pain here. That seamed like an odd question, but I tell him no. He checks my back and the back of my neck.
"Now turn over on you back, Luke." I'm a little stuck on the paper so I have to stand up to lay back down on my back. I notice that after he rubbed my hole, that I got a semi. Jake was staring right at it. I don't care. We all get them, especially at our age. Dr. Heiner spent a lot of time around my dick and balls. He looked under them, pushed them to one side and then the other. He looked through my bush and looked concerned. He pressed his finger to the side of my dick and balls and asked if this area was irritated, itched or had any pain. I said that it itched often. He then asked if it was okay for him to trim back some of the hair. I said okay.
"Come over here for a minute, Jacob." Doc said to his son. "Hold the light right here."
He had me spread my legs wide apart and got out a little clipper and clipped back my pubes. I thought he was just going to trim them back a little, but ended trimming them from 2 inches down to about a quarter inch. My glorious pubes! It took 15 years to grow them. I asked if he could put them in a baggie so I could take them home.
He must have felt my disappointment for he apologized and said that it was necessary to trim them all the way back.
I could see that Jake had a tent going on in his shorts and when he tried to adjust himself, he dad said, "Don't fidget son! Hold the light steady." Doc looked down and was about 5 inches away from my groin. He gets some cream and rubs it in the area.
"Ouch! That stings!!" I yell.
He keeps my legs from closing. "It'll only sting for a few seconds. That's how you know it's working. One of the sores from the rash didn't totally heal and got a little infected. I'll give you an antibiotic and it should heal up in a couple of days. Just hang tight for a few minutes. I want the cream to soak in real good before you get dressed." He takes the flashlight from Jacob and hands him a zip lock to put my pubes in it.
I can tell that Jake is embarrassed a little with the assignment. It's not everyday that you are bagging up someone's pubes. He hesitates a little as he feels them with his fingers. I snap him out of it as I ask him a question.
"So where were we?" He gives me a quizzical look. "Oh yeah," I said. "We were talking about me and Brandon. Here is basically what happened. When we were young, we were pretty close. Then one day he became a teenager and no longer wanted anything to do with me. I didn't want to lose my best friend, my brother, so I tried everything I could to be a part of his life. He didn't see it that way. He just saw me as a pain in the butt and always getting in the way and messing up his plans. What I didn't know is that I was driving him away. He was getting more and more annoyed with me until he couldn't take it any longer."
I pause because remember how much it hurt. Jacob then asks what happened. With a quiver in my voice I continue.
"He called me a piece of shit and to stay out of his life. He told me not to look at him, talk to him and that he wished that...he wished...he wished that I was never born. Those words hurt me to my core. I was devastated. I yelled, `I hate you' at the top of my lungs and ran out crying."
I have to stop talking again and I see that Jake has a caring look on his face. I feel a tear drop and he hands me a tissue. I can also tell that Dr. Heiner is listening to what I am saying.
"His words hurt worse than anything I have ever felt. Not just that, but I did hate him. He was never going to hurt me like that again so for the next few years we stayed out of each other's lives until he went to France as an exchange student about a year ago."
"Wow," Jake says. He places a hand on my bare shoulder and says, "That sucks, and I'm so sorry you went through that. Jon is a real asshole, but I don't think he wishes that I was never born. So.....But you two seam so close now."
"Language Jacob!" Dr. Heiner interrupts. "Sorry to cut in guys, but I need to see how the medicine is doing." He then pulls my dick and balls to the side and asks if it stings at all now. I tell him no. He puts a little more on and it doesn't sting at all. He hands me a pill and water to take it. He says that I should be fine after this, but he'd like to check again in a few days. He tells me that in a couple minutes I can get dressed and he leaves.
I feel my groin where my pubes were and I morn their loss. Jake hands me the baggie. I place it above my dick and ask Jake if he has any scotch tape. We both chuckle.
"Jake? If you don't mind, do you think you can help me get dressed? If I could just bend my elbow, it would be easy."
"Oh, ah sure. No problem." He says as he gets my clothes. As he is helping my get my boxers on, he is staring at my dick. "I'm surprised you aren't bothered by being naked in front of people?"
He looks up and knows I have caught him checking out my junk. He blushes. I don't mind at all. "I'm sure part of that is that Brandon went to France for a year and nudity isn't viewed the same there as it is here. Anyway, as far as being around family and friends, he is a nudist. I guess I kinda am now too but for different reasons. About a week ago, I broke this arm, a rib and so on. At the hospital, I had to pee real bad, but they were so busy that Brandon was the only one to help me. He hadn't seen me naked since I was a child. He was really respectful of me and it was over before I knew it. He told me how embarrassed he was in France when his host mom bathed him. He put me at ease and didn't make fun of me or anything. Through the night, many people saw me naked and so I got used to it real quick. All the doctors, nurses, orderlies and so forth examined me, cleaned me and saw me totally nude and at times erect. But none of them made me feel uncomfortable. At home, Dad and Brandon would help me pee or poop and help me bathe. My little sister even saw me naked. Sometimes Brandon and I don't even bother putting on clothes at home. But Mom says that we have to sit on a towel if we do."
I'm all dressed, and we are going back outside. I see that Dad and Dr. Heiner are talking in the other room. He's probably giving Dad an update on me. Anyway, once outside, I notice that Brandon is playing hoops with Jon on their basketball court. We sit back down on our chairs and have some chips and dip.
Jake speaks up after eating some chips. "So you left off when your brother was really mean to you and you hated him. You also said that this went on for years and just changed since he got back from France. What changed?"
"He told me that he lived with his host family and they had two boys almost the same age as me and Brandon. Anyway, they were really close and would do anything for each other. The oldest boy, Andres showed Brandon what a big brother should be like. Over time, he realized how horrible he was to me and he wanted to make things right. All I had ever wanted was to have my brother love me and stick up for me. It took me a while to believe he truly wanted to be brothers again. I was hurt so bad that I didn't know if I could trust him."
"So what did you do?" Jacob asked. I noticed that he looked over at his brother playing b-ball with Brandon.
"I overheard him talking to my Mom. He was telling her how sorry he was and hoped some day I would forgive him. He was crying, Jake. My hatred for him just vanished and I felt he was sincere and I so wanted it to be true. I had to open myself up and take a chance on him. I made myself known and said, `Why don't you just ask me?' He was startled. He couldn't believe I would forgive him and we hugged. We hugged for the first time I can remember since I was young. We hugged and cried."
"So, just like that you were all buddy buddy?" Jake asks a little pessimistic.
"Not exactly. But we both wanted it and we had to work out our trust issues. Mostly, I had to trust him. If he rejected me again, it would've killed me. I was very vulnerable. He would have to prove to me he had changed before I would fully trust him. Then I got hurt and he treated me with the kindest care. He stayed with me and never left my side. I was really scared, but with my big brother there with me, I felt safe. We had another ruff patch after I got home, but we worked it out. Now, I trust him with my life. I have never been so happy and there is nothing I wouldn't do for him."
Jake had to wipe a tear from his eye. I wonder if he'd ever be close to his brother. I can see that Jon is a butt head towards him, but you never know. I thought Brandon and I would hate each other for the rest of our lives, and I was okay with that.
I see that Brandon and Jon are sitting in the grass talking. Maybe Brandon is talking some sense into him or maybe they are just talking about girls.
After a while, a Hispanic woman comes out and tells Jacob that dinner is ready and to have Jon and his friend come in.