Chapter 1: Ground Control to Major Stoke

“You’re very quiet today, Kaden. Everything OK?”

When no reply was forthcoming Brilo repeated his question.

“Ground Control to Major Stoke, come in please. Kaden Stoke are you receiving this transmission ... are you OK? Repeat ... Are ... You ... OK?”

Finally it took a poke in the arm with a broom handle to get Kaden Stoke to look up. He looked up and realized that someone was talking to him ... or at least TRYING to talk to him.

Kaden put down his leaf rake, wiped his sweaty brow with his hands then gave his cock and balls a jolly good scratch. He did that before looking up at Brilo Barnes and finally replying with, “Yer ... I’m fine, Mr Barnes, just fine thankyou.”

“Well, you don’t seem fine to me, Kaden. You’ve been just so quiet all morning and please call me Brilo. You are practically a man now, buddy. Heck, you’ll be sixteen next week and look at all those muscles you’ve got now from all that wrestling you do. So lose the ‘Mr Barnes’ and get used to just calling me Brilo or I’ll ignore you completely until you do. Now, for heaven’s sake, what’s wrong? Why are you so quiet today? Is there something wrong at school or at home?”

Kaden just gave a bit of a nonchalant shrug and looked like he was about to say something then just said, “Nar ... I’m fine Mr ... umm ... I mean ... I mean Brilo. I’m fine, Brilo. I’ll work it out. I don’t want to make my problems other people’s problems.”

Kaden then picked up his leaf rake again and carried on hauling in all the twigs and leaves littering the grounds of the Shady Lawns Naturist Park. He was also giving his cock and his balls and his bare butt cheeks another good old scratch with his hand.

Brilo was watching Kaden work then added as he observed Kaden’s hand scratching at his bare butt cheeks, “Yep ... that’s one thing I really do like about being a Nudist. I can give my balls a good rub and a scratch without it really bothering anyone. You can’t really do that as a Textile. You just have to put up with a troublesome itch until you are alone somewhere ... but not me! I can give my cock and balls a good rub and a scratch to get rid of a bothersome itch any old time I like. And believe me ... even though it gets shaved all the time ... my junk down there still gets plenty itchy ... and always needs a good ol’ rub and a scratch ... all the time!”

Brilo then copied Kaden and began pulling at his penis skin then rubbing his scrotum sac before finally running his fingers up and down his butt crack a few times. He then said with a bit of a sigh, “Yep ... that definitely feels a whole lot better. There’s nothin’ like givin’ yer cock, balls and butt a good old scratch out in the open on a lovely fresh morning like today.”

Kaden couldn’t help but laugh and nod in agreement at that last statement of Brilo’s to which Brilo added, “So ... I’m not giving you too much work now am I? You’re not upset at having to rake all these leaves up by hand are you? That leaf blower, sucky machine should be back next week. Hopefully it will go a bit longer before breaking down again or maybe I should just get a new one anyway. I might get one of those new De Walt machines ... something with a bit of grunt. What do you reckon, Kaden? Should I splash out on a new leaf blower ... get a really good one this time? Would that make your job a bit easier?”

Once again there was silence ... no reply! There was just the swish and scrape of the fimbriated end of the leaf rake in Kaden’s hands as he worked.

By now Brilo had had enough. In a final bid to get Kaden talking he placed his naked body right in front of Kaden’s naked body and gently took the leaf rake from the young boy’s hands. This made Kaden stand up to find himself staring straight into Brilo’s questioning and slightly frustrated face.

“For god’s sake, Kaden” Brilo started, “ ... what the heck is the matter? You are a million miles away and I am not moving from this spot until you tell me what on earth is going on in that head of yours. Now start talking or ... or ... or ... I don’t know what I will do ... so just start talking ... for god’s sake!”