Part 2 - The Meadow
About a half mile up the creek behind our house, I had discovered a small grassy area in an opening in the forest. It was one of my favorite places. I could lie there undisturbed and listen to the wind in the trees and hear the quiet murmur of the creek. If I was very quiet, sometimes a deer would wander across the other end without noticing me. It was one of my favorite places in the world, and I went there often for solitude and peace. Also, to be completely honest, the grass was well fertilized with my cum.
I was lying there now, looking at the sky and feeling the warm sun and gentle summer breeze on my body. A big yellow butterfly landed briefly on my leg before flying away again. I had traded the blue jeans part of my three-piece uniform for a pair of red A&F board shorts. This had been a daring purchase for someone who was normally shy and liked to fade into the background. My tennis shoes were tossed to one side.
The previous Saturday, after Eric and I had finished our impromptu swim at the nude beach, we had talked a little before we both had to leave. It was just the normal talk of two guys getting acquainted, except for one significant item.
"I live about 20 miles east of here on this side of the river by the bridge," Eric said.
My heart stopped. That was so close to my house I couldn't believe it. He had trusted me with this knowledge. Would I dare to trust him? You bet your sweet ass I would.
"That is so cool!" I replied. "I live across the bridge and about two miles back downstream!"
He looked surprised. "It's amazing we've never seen each other before."
"Not really, I suppose," I replied. "A river and a toll bridge between us, different states, different schools, not even any sports competition between the schools. Almost two different worlds."
"I guess you're right," he responded thoughtfully.
My brain was spinning. This was so great, but how could I take advantage of it?
"I've got an idea," I blurted out.
So here I was a week later on a perfect early summer afternoon, waiting for Eric. I had given him detailed instructions about the trail to the meadow, and he was sure he could find it. He knew his way around the woods as well as I did. No problem.
I was nervous and excited to see him again. Then, suddenly, I felt lonely here in my sanctuary. Lonely? Me, the most independent and self-contained loner for miles around? Yes, I was lonely, and anxious for him to get here. Maybe my instructions hadn't been good enough. Maybe he wouldn't come. Maybe he really didn't want to know a younger guy like me any better.
And then he was there, as quietly and suddenly as before, smiling at me with that wonderful smile. He was shirtless, as before, and the cargo shorts he was wearing were loose-fitting and hung low on his hips as if to say, "Look at this beautiful body we're decorating, but you can remove us at a moment's notice with no trouble at all."
My cock went from zero to sixty in 5 seconds. I knew it showed, but I didn't really care. With Eric, I had gotten past that embarrassment.
He tossed his shoes over with mine and lay down next to me.
"This is a special place, dude. I like it."
"Thanks. I'm really happy to share it with you."
We lay there side by side for several minutes just enjoying the place and each other's company.
"Ty, I've got an idea. You should get used to being naked with someone else if you're going to be comfortable being naked at the beach. How about if we take off our shorts and just lie here together and talk?"
I was silent for a few seconds.
"I don't know. I'm pretty shy about that."
Without another word, he was kneeling at my feet and tugging gently on the legs of my shorts.
"Lift your hips."
I complied without questioning.
"Now your legs."
My shorts were off, exposing everything to the world.
"You've got a great body, dude. You should share it with others. Since that great tan on top is matched all the way down, you must spend a little time here by yourself in the nude."
He was grinning at me, and I was blushing again from head to toe. Fortunately, it didn't show much through the tan.
Now he unbuttoned his cargo shorts, dropped them, and casually kicked them aside with my discarded board shorts. He was so beautiful! His muscled legs perfectly matched his great chest and back. He was as uniformly tan as I was, but I suspected his bronze color was acquired at the beach. His dusky trail led to a patch of medium-brown hair. His cock was nearly a perfect match to mine and equally hard, and as he lay back down beside me I could not take my eyes off of it.
"Now, we can just lie here and relax."
He reached out and took my hand in his. For several minutes, nothing was said at all. We just enjoyed each other's presence as I relaxed and got used to the idea of being naked with someone. Well, I did sneak a look at that marvelous cock from time to time.
There was something on my mind though. It had been brewing there for several days, and now I wanted to talk about it.
"Eric, I've got something I want to ask you."
"Go ahead."
I paused. My heart was pounding. It was a little difficult, but finally, with some hesitation, it started to emerge.
"I've always wanted to have a big brother. My three sisters are great, but there's something missing not having a brother. Would you please be my substitute big brother, Eric?"
There was a pause.
"Well, I don't know. Isn't being a good friend enough? Is having a brother that important?" He said this very seriously.
Frantically, it all spilled out.
"Yes it is, Eric. A brother is someone that you can tell everything to always and you can joke with and wrestle around with and you can even have an argument or two with and you're still brothers and you can laugh and cry with and you can always trust with everything and you'll always defend each other and..."
"It's OK, Bro."
"...and you can..."
I stopped, and re-listened to what I had heard.
I turned my head. He was grinning at me, and I realized that he was teasing me and deliberately leading me on.
"I'm an only child, buddy. I've always wanted a little brother, and you're it. You're not a substitute. You`re now my real little brother."
I was on him in a flash, trying to pin him to the ground and pretending to be mad about being teased. He gave a token effort of fighting back, but he was laughing too hard, and he knew I needed to be in charge right then. Then we were hugging, and I was laughing and crying at the same time. A lifetime of pent up emotion was being released. I had never loved anyone as much as my new big brother. I adored him. He was perfect. He could never do anything wrong.
Now my attention began to focus on our cocks between our sun-warmed sweaty bodies. His attention was going there too. I could tell because we both began a rhythmic motion enjoying the feeling of our cocks sliding against each other. Now I was leaning on my forearms, and we were staring into each other's eyes continuously, trying to read each other's thoughts and emotions, trying to give each other more pleasure than we were receiving. But it was not a competition in pleasure. No, it was a coalescence of pleasure. We were becoming one with the sun, the wind, the water, the entire sensuality of the location, and with each other. I saw his eyes start to glaze over as mine also lost their focus. His body stiffened just before mine, and we both let out a loud moan of pleasure as our cum merged between our bodies.
When I finally got my breath back, I leaned back up on my elbows and looked directly into his eyes again.
"Well, we may not be blood brothers, but now we're cum brothers."
He laughed as I hugged him again. He hugged me back, as the drying cum bonded us together in more ways than one.
His arms were still around me as I laid my head on his magnificent chest. The sun was warm on my back, and I must have dozed off. I don't know how long he held me that way, but it was cooler and the shadows of the trees had lengthened when I became aware that he was gently rolling me over on my back in the grass again. Then he leaned over and kissed me firmly on the lips. I had never kissed a guy before, but I grabbed him by the back of his head and firmly returned the kiss.
He leaned on one elbow and grinned at me.
"I still love that Mohawk haircut. It's sexy as hell. Keep it."
"For you, Eric, I'll keep it forever."
We lay back and relaxed for a few minutes before he turned towards me.
"Wanna go to the beach again next Saturday, Bro?"
Bro! Yes, I had a real brother now!
"You bet, ...Bro." I whispered the last word, hardly believing it was true.
"If you meet me at my end of the bridge on Saturday at 10, you can ride in my car with me. It's not much to look at, but it gets me around."
I was absolutely beaming!
"I'll be there, Bro."
He kissed me again before standing up and putting on his shorts and shoes.
"Have a good week, Bro. And Ty..."
"Yeah, Bro?"
"Wear those red shorts."
He smiled at me and was gone as quickly and quietly as he had arrived. I just lay there in the grass being as happy as I ever had been. I couldn't wait for next Saturday. I knew it was going to be a long week.