Granddad Tom Rules - 2. Matt’s Education Begins 

Matt was in a state of shock. The two boys had kissed. Without thinking he blurted out. “I am sorry I saw you two kissing. Do not worry. I will not tell anyone. I did not mean to spy on you. Your secret is safe with me.”

Alan laughed, “What secret. No big deal. We traded tongues, ass smacked, and crotch played. That’s just what horny guys do. Well, not all horny guys, most do it with a girl, we prefer each other.”

After a short lesson on the basics of kayaking, athletic Matt was ready for the adventure.

As he paddled across the lake behind Mason and in front of Alan, he could not get the sight of two boys kissing out of his mind. Was it even possible that these two guys were homosexuals? At both church and school, the evils of such an activity were discussed in a threatening way. Pastor Adams had preached on the lewdness of two men fornicating. Matt had looked up the definition of fornication in the dictionary in the library: sexual intercourse between persons not married to each other. Next, he looked up the definition of intercourse: communication or dealings between individuals or groups. This was making no sense, so he just gave up. When he was fourteen, once at Sunday school, the boys were separated from the girls. Pastor Adams made a special appearance and gave a stern lecture. Basically, he told them that it would be a grave sin if a boy or girl or unmarried man or woman touched the other in a place normally covered by a bathing suit. He gave the same admonition about kissing. He continued with anther harsh lecture. ‘The Bible clearly stats in Leviticus 20:13: If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.’ Pastor Adams explained that any kissing, touching or worse between two men was a homosexual act. Such acts were a grave sin, and anyone involved in such activities would be banned from the church. Sad thoughts raced through Matt’s mind as he realized these two new friends could live a life of damnation and be ostracized.

This feeling of despair was the opposite of the pleasure and comradery he felt with the two. At school there was only one boy he considered a friend. At church he really had no friends. Yet as soon as he met Alan and Mason, he was attracted to them. They showed interest in him and treated him with genuine kindness. Most the boys at school and all the boys at church were always smiling and saying ‘howdie,’ but this was just a smile on the face, not a smile inside. When Matt watched families and guys relate to each other on TV, there often was a special relationship, not just a phony smile. If these new ‘friends’ were really homosexuals, why did they seem so happy, not sour and demented?

Arriving at the other end of the lake, the boys pulled their kayaks out of the water and onto the beach. The hike began with Mason leading and Alan walking behind Matt. This simple act of putting Matt between the two gave him a feeling of being part of the group, not just someone tagging along. After about thirty minutes, Mason stopped and announced, “We’re about halfway up the mountain. Nature is calling, I need to piss.” Alan and Mason took a few steps off the trail. As they stood with their backs to the trail, legs slightly spread, Matt could see two streams of yellow piss flowing between their legs. They were standing so close to each other that their shoulders touched, and they appeared to be leaning into each other. Matt quickly found a bush on the other side of the trail and stood, half hidden, with his back to the trail. As he unzipped his shorts and pulled out his penis, he was surprised to discover it was hard. Touching it felt good. But then he realized he was feeling sexually excited and with shame and remorse pissed.

As their hike continued, a very confused Matt could not get the stirring feeling of holding his hard penis in his hand. Swirling through his mind were the thoughts of Mason and Alan kissing, crotch pressing and ass slapping in the garage and then the two pissing while their bodies were touching and then his own penis getting hard. The emotions of shame, doubt, pleasure and bliss were spinning through his head. If he were alone, he would have stopped, knelt and prayed for guidance. It was a relief when Mason announced, “We made it. What a beautiful sight.” Matt was awed by the view. In one direction was Eagle Lake. The calm water reflected the sun. The many trees hid the cottages and houses surrounding the lake. One would think they were in a wilderness, not just a few miles from busy highways and villages. Looking in the opposite direction, all he saw were rolling hills and farmland. Then he noticed, far in the distance, a New England style church steeple rising above the tree line. The site of the steeple jarred his mind as he considered church and the shameful acts he had witnessed that morning.

As he contemplated the beauty of the view, he realized Mason and Alan were standing with their arms around each other. Then to his shock, they kissed. Why would two boys or men kiss? Why in public? As they pulled apart, Alan noticed Matt staring. He commented, “It is such a beautiful day, we just could not resist celebrating the amazing view.”

The three sat on the ground and ate their lunches of sandwiches, apples and cookies. While Matt drank water from a 16-ounce (about 500 ml) bottle, Mason and Alan shared a quart (about 1000 ml) bottle. Two guys sharing the same bottle seemed both weird and unsanitary to Matt. Then Alan announced, “Time for rest and relaxation. There is an unmarked short trail to a grassy patch where we can rest with total privacy.”

As they walked to the secluded place Matt wondered, ‘Why are we not just relaxing at the top of the mountain with the amazing view?’ As they sat on the grass covered ground, Alan stated, “We follow a ritual when we hike to the top of the mountain. First, we kiss at the top of the mountain. Then, we visit our private place here for a relaxing jerkoff session. You are welcome to join us, or you can go back to the mountain top while we relax, ha, ha.”

Matt was not sure what was happening. He had no idea what a ‘jerkoff session’ entailed. However, he did not admit to his naïveté. When Alan and Mason, each while sitting on the ground, pulled off their shorts and underwear, he was startled to see each take his, now hard penis, in hand. He had only ever seen one other hard penis other than his own - that of his friend, Rick. Thanks to Rick, Matt received secondhand sex education. Rick’s father realized his son would not receive meaningful sex education at his Christian school. While he would have preferred that Rick attend public school, he acquiesced to please his wife. When Rick and Matt were in the third grade (age nine) at the Christian Academy, they became friends. While the two had different backgrounds, they had bonded. Matt’s family lived in a small house in a slightly rundown neighborhood. The financial situation of the small family would have been precarious if Matt’s granddad (his mother’s father / Granddad Tom) had not helped them. Although granddad did not approve of his grandson’s attending the private Christian school, he was not going to force his beliefs on his daughter and her husband. Another area of contention was that Matt’s father believed the wife should be a good housekeeper and not work outside the home.

Rick had a totally different family situation. While his mother also was a ‘stay at home’ mom, she did not need to work to help the family financially. The family of six, Rick, his three sisters and parents, lived in an upscale neighborhood. Rick’s father was the CFO (Chief Financial Officer) of a Fortune 500 company headquartered in Stamford, Connecticut. Matt was a frequent visitor to Rick’s home where he was made to feel welcome. Rick had his own car and could pick-up and take his friend back home. Rick never visited Matt’s home. The obnoxious father and introverted mother were not welcoming.

Thanks to Rick, Matt had received secondhand sex education. Rick's father, Luis, realizing that his son would not receive appropriate sex education at either his Christian School or the conservative Christian Church, had a sex discussion with Rick at the age of ten. At that time, his father told him about the possible changes in his feelings and body. His father gave him the book, Sex Education Book For Boys 8-12 year olds: Everything boys need to know about Sex, Puberty, Relationship, Boundaries and Growing Up. His father had another discussion with Rick at age twelve and gave him the book Sex Education for Teens: Understanding Sex, Sexuality, and Relationships. Soon after his fifteenth birthday there was another father / son discussion. This discussion (note – not a one-way lecture, but a dialog between two men) covered respect for and relationships with girls. This discussion was prompted by his father remembering his first encounter at the age of sixteen. He lived with his parents and three siblings in a crowded apartment in The Bronx borough of New York City. He had been happily seduced by a neighbor, Mrs. Santiago. The sixteen-year-old virgin enjoyed and continued the fucks for about two years until Mrs. Santiago and her naïve her husband moved. Thanks to the introduction to the joys of sex, the handsome young man enjoyed numerous encounters with girls near his age and a few older women. Eight years later, at the age of twenty-four, He met the love of his life and future wife, Sarah. He became a loving, faithful, one-woman guy. The father did not share the story of his coming of age with an older woman with his son.

Rick shared the books and his father’s comments with Matt. Innocent Matt was very conflicted. What Rick was telling him and what the books explained was very different from information he was getting at church and school. Rick introduced Matt to the pleasure of masturbation. However, every time they did it together in the privacy of Rick’s bedroom, Matt felt an immense feeling of remorse. When Matt started shooting the white stuff, he felt so much guilt that he refused to share the experience with his friend. His friend, Rick, had told him that he did it at least once a week (Rick actually did it about daily, although he was not going to tell this detail to his shy friend.)

Most mornings Matt woke with a woodie. He forced himself to not give himself the pleasure of touching it. He felt shame if he woke with sticky pajamas following a wet dream, realizing he had done it while sleeping.

Matt, like a typical teenage boy, constantly thought of his dick. But his thoughts were very different than his friend Rick’s. He chided himself for such thoughts while most guys just jerked off.

Sitting in the secluded area near the mountain peak Matt was the most conflicted he had ever felt in his life. Nearby Alan and Mason had their fists wrapped around their hard penises. Then to his shock, Alan stopped stroking his own and placed his hand on Mason’s. Mason leaned back and laid flat on the ground as Alan continued the stroking. Suddenly Mason called out, “STOP. Too soon.” Alan then laid back, with his hard piece sticking straight up and Mason sat and began stroking his friend.

Matt was spellbound. He could not take his eyes off the action of his two new friends. He realized his penis, trapped in his tight, white briefs, was as hard as the others. He looked down and realized so much juice had seeped out that there was a wet spot on the front of his pants.

He wanted to get up and leave this scene. But his legs felt weak.

As Mason continued to stroke Alan, he smiled at Matt.

Then they switched positions and Alan began to stroke Mason again.