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Boys In Bow...

It doesn't take that long for innocent seeds to grow into terrible trees that bare fruit both good and evil. Long enough is the span of  a rich childhood, and innocence can and will become seeds that grow into terrible trees that bare fruit that may be sweet to the youth turned adult, but the good and evil from it's presence can be seen and felt both far and near.
     Three young boys became ever linked, when one of them gave his friendship to both while leaving space and distance between them but for himself. Stanfield was gifted in freedom, Gladstone was homely and Wilfred a kung fu specialist with a bent toward bow. Sharing the same school and finding common interest amid their middle packed peers for comfort sake, Gladstone and Wilfred got along with those who were too cool to be played while Stanfield puffed a joint with those too lose to care. Stanfield joined the typing class to be close to the girls, while Wilfred becoming accustomed to his new found friendship with Stanfield and his freedom ways,  joined the same class for his own unknown reasons. And now being the only boys in that class with no one to suspect anything amiss seeing that Stan's reputation for wild and free gave a new meaning to cool as these boys became best of friends. Gladstone on the other hand, was the next door neighbor to Stanfield, and from time to time Stan got to go inside his home where sisters blazed a trail though out the house.
     The untouchables, the sisters of Gladstone, created vivid mental expression in Stanfield, who was ever trying to find a way to enjoy youth while at the same time feeding desires that are too dark for open or verbal expression. Gladstone was a strong growing boy with a gifted sense of fighting and strength to match his aggression. The smell of his sisters was enough to trigger thoughts of mischief in Stanfield as he played out his dark secretes on Gladstone who had no idea what was happening in his friend's mind. Humping around on knees and hands was fun until the gesture of dogie style humping at sex was added to the mix. At first, Gladstone with a look of horror gave way to the laughter of Stand who thought it priceless as the horror look of Gladstone turned to matching laughter. In the mischief of it all, what wheels was turning in Gladstone mind was not brought on by his sisters, but by what sights and scenes only known to a boy left to wonder about his own manhood. It was not long before the fun was interrupted for a tour of the outside shed where Gladstone was too willing to give a tour of his family valuables as the beating and call of the wild was already at work in his nature. It almost took lighting speed for the tour of things to become the tour of persons, and right there in the semi darkness, two boys exercise their inquiring minds to know. Stanfield with his wit had to go first, so Gladstone took to bowing first, and Stan with his mindset on giggle, wiggled his charms seeking the unknown for the thrill of it all, and stopped from laughter before the thrill was ever known. While Gladstone who seemingly had played this moment in his mind a thousand times, took his try for a once in a lifetime thrill. Stanfield took his position at the bowing, and allowed Gladstone an opportunity to crack a crease, but Stand felt the enjoyment of Gladstone too much so to tell him he did not make the target, and because it felt like a win win for Stanfield, the two boys left the room with an education in each other that satisfied a life's worth of friendship.
     From that day, almost from instinct, playing as before was never the same, nor the smell of his sisters. It was not long before Stanfield confided in his best friend Wilfred about his odd experience and what it all meant. Fearing that he was gay, he just want consolation that he was normal as other boys. One day after gym, both Stanfield and Wilfred was taking a shower, and being the only two boys left in the shower room, Wilfred wanted to discus the topic of Stan's being normal. Stanfield's desire to be normal was pitted against Wilfred's desire to have the same experience, so Stan felt very much accommodating and wanted to hurry up and give his friend the laughs as before. Only this time, Stanfield knowing how Gladstone missed where he was concern, and was not sure if Gladstone had tricked him as he had done, Stanfield would not miss the crack. Sinking without a moments notice, Wilfred, gave no laughter to which was weird for Stanfield, and before long all became lost in quietness, as Stanfield wondered why there was no laughter as before. With a sly smile Wilfred looked at Stan, and the both finished their shower and weird became a watch word for both friends as Stanfield tried to find sense in normal.
     Adulthood came fast and furious, as Gladstone found him a girlfriend, and was looking like gay was not his thing, which deepened normal for Stanfield like nothing else could or would. As for Wilfred, his looks and closeness became much more aggressive while his desire for women almost none existent. School life ended and adulthood finally arrived, and life had twist and turns all its own as Stanfield began to find women the real answer to manhood and love the solution to happiness. 
     While Stanfield and Gladstone were having a time with women and life, no one knew that Wilfred was suffering from an identity so shameful,  that he lived in a shadow alone and without no one to understand him or tell him he was normal. What happen to him that day in the shower was a blare, all he knew, was his cherry was popped and it felt good, and now life had demands on him that not even a cry for help will solve. The seed had been planted and now the tree is all but full grown with fruit springing for the picking.
     We carry in our lives the fruit of our pass, and what we gain or lose is but for the mastering of yesterday. Who we are, we are now becoming I once read, cant remember where I read it, but these boys have made an impact on each other that only time will reveal what stories they wived. We give our family and friends, our loved ones their taste of us, that us we either hide or showcase, in hopes that they will honor us, and in honoring us, we can feel the greater normal, and but for that fake us we showcase, normal is but a passing illusion.
    It was years later as Stanfield was sitting with his ten grandchildren gathered around him, when he noticed an email from his old friend Wilfred. Setting his granddaddies aside, Stanfield rushed to the computer to hail a dare friend. As soon as the contact was made, Wilfred ask Stanfield for one last favor. I have something i want to say to you but you may not want to hear it, was typed on the screen, to which Stanfield replied, "rubbish"...we are boys, you can tell me anything. Wilfred told Stan, about that day in the shower, how on that day he lost his virginity, and even though he got married and had children of his own he had been in love with a man and couldn't stop loving him. Stanfield was taken aback. And with a sense of guilt and yet his sense of normal, Stanfield reached out to Wilfred and in a moment where good and evil become as one, told his childhood comrade  he would ever be his friend even if he could never be his lover...and right there in that moment, Wilfred was freed to be normal without judgement, and the two men can share friendship amid the workings of both good and evil, notwithstanding...nj

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