Last weekend my youngest son had a visit from his best friends and
their cousin. Their Mom and my son's Mom have been friends for many
years. Several years ago the family moved to a neighboring state and
nowadays we only get together once a year. The best friends are
comprised of three brothers 15, 13 and 7. My son and the 13 year old
were born a month apart and have played together since they were
crawling. It has been a pleasure to see these kids grow up over the
years. More recently their growth always amazes me because so much can
change in a year. This year by the time I got to see them the boys,
all five of them, had been together for three days. The mix was
fascinating, three thirteen year olds, a barely fifteen year old and
the baby brother, now a second grader were a humorous and sexy bunch.
We have a new leather sofa and as the boys came upstairs after having
just awoken (this was a Saturday morning) they collapsed together on
the couch on one big sleepy pile.
The sight was captivating to me. They were laying on top of one
another with arms and legs intertwined in various ways, faces very
close. There was much scrotum scratching as you might expect for early
in the morning. All but one of the teens had very long hair, which was
disshelved and careless. I noticed one of the boys had his hand on my
son's crotch, neither seemed to care or notice. The youngster, the
little brother doted on by all, was wriggling and writhing on top of
each of them in turn. They all hugged, tickled and showered him with
very genuine affection. Added in to the mix was my son's dog (who
thinks the sofa is his). Both my wife and my son later told me that
the whole visit had been this way, a lovefest. It struck me that these
younger teens had no hangups about their proximity to one another,
even though the experience clearly had sexual overtones. There were
frequent crotch adjustments by each of the boys. And one of the boys
clearly had a hardon. The youngest had recently been in his lap. It
stayed like this for a long time. They got up to have breakfast and
when finished, put away their dishes and returned to their pileup.
This set me pondering during the last week. At what point do boys
begin to feel sexual paranoia? It has been my experience that not all
boys can be this free and unconcerned about their bodies around others
in a potentially sexually charged situation. This is the case in the
Stevie stories that Grant is sharing too, although how many boys would
remain calm when their crotch is grabbed? Is the real answer that boys
who feel comfortable in each other's presence don't even worry about
things like their sexuality? When I think of my son's sexuality I tend
to see it in terms of his attraction to girls. To see him last week in
a pile of boys with two days of built up pheromones swirling around
them, I was surprised. Yes, I was jealous too because his friends are
really cute! But most of all I was happy for him because of the clear
intimacy he has with his friends and the fact that he was comfortable
with it. I feel certain that merriment must have ensued at some point
during the week because they also slept together in a big pile on the
living room floor. It was also cool to see my kid be the center of
attention for much of the time. He inspires lustful thoughts in a lot
of people who meet him, I have no doubt; and I have heard how the
other Mom's talk about him. I hate it that mothers can talk about each
other's boys in sexual terms and fathers can't (unless they have
friends like you guys in The Fort ;).
I would be interested to see what others think. I am spending the week
with two of my loved boys. Who also have a post to share. We will
check back in as able and reply.
Stay Safe,
Doc
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