Remembering.(A Written Series, Part Four)

I've had a lot of adventures growing up and in truth I can't think of any bad ones, oh sure I've had my upsets and loses etc, but I've enjoyed every moment of my life.

My grandfather had two step sons, Bill and Gary. Bill was my brothers age and Gary mine. He also had a three car garage that he never used and had converted into a super nice apartment that he had my mom and us kids move into. My brother and Bill hung together a lot and Gary and I were together a lot as well. I guess I was nine as was Gary at the time and my brother and Bill were about fourteen.

I don’t remember everything, but one afternoon the four of us were in the back bedroom of the main house setting on the beds. The adults were at work. At some point we were all naked and the older boys were touching us and playing with us, and then had us touch and play with them. It felt good and Gary and I went with it.

Bill and my brother were doing things with each other and had us watch them and then had Gary and me do it with each other as they watched. Nothing ever happened that hurt or scared us and since it was our brothers what could be wrong with it, right?

We would do things like this now then and Gary and I liked to be alone to do it with each other. Later on my Grandfather bought a new home up in Riverside and the family moved up there. That was the last time we were able to spend time in private like we once did. Over the years when we did see each other we would give each other that special look remembering those times as kids.