Date: Thu, 18 Nov 2010 21:04:17 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: The Beneficial 17

The Beneficial
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


17:  Expressions of Talent

"Harold how nice to see you, please come in."  Harold stepped in grabbed
Garth in a bear hug and planted kisses on his lip and well all over his
face.  He moved onto every one else.

"Put this in the CD player, for me please Eddy," Harold asked.

Eddy took the CD from Harold and fired up the machine.  Firing up the
machine is an interesting turn of phrase, since that would imply building a
fire and raising steam, for example.  Not at all what happened and not at
all what Eddy did.  Eddy pressed the power button, delivering an electric
current to the circuits in this electronic device.

Harold got everyone sitting down.  "Now play track 4."  Eddy selected track
4 and pressed play.  It was of course him, recorded at the Foud-du-Lac,
Wisconsin music festival last summer, he was singing Honor's "My Heart Will
Go On".  A hard piece for a 10 year old and he did it very well, they all
said so.  It was truly magical.  Eddy was very proud and he was pleased
that everyone else liked his work.  "Now play trace 7 please."  Eddy
selected 7 and pushed play.  This too was a boy soprano, a young man, well
boy also 10, named Wilson Kirk-Roe.  Eddy and Wilson had formed a quick
friendship and e-mailed to each other often, including short mp3's of their
respective work.  Both boys were looking forward to the next
festival. (Wilson is a character in the soon to be published story Delta
Cubed)

Harold went on to explain the relatively short time that a boy soprano has
in that range.  Sometimes his time can be extended if his voice is highly
trained and sometimes not.  The long and the short of it was they should
get a recording ready by this time next year and Eddy should be thinking
about some limited professional performances over the next two years.  Tom
made a copy of the CD a few days later and sent it on to Hoffman.  Tom also
noticed when ever Eddy was singing, in any room except the music room, the
chickadee's all seemed to gather in the big Spruce and sing along.  Maybe
he was just imagining that, he rationalized.

Now that they had two townhouses linked together there was a lot more room
to move around in, each adult had an office and a bedroom as did each boy.
Lloyd, Peter and Nate rented Edith's condo.  Edith was taking a Saturday
course and doing some traveling during the week.  Garth liked this
location, it gave him ready access to the airport as well as the corporate
offices.  Richard and Nate attended different high schools but they both
had cars.  Lloyd and Peter were in first year university , they saw that
Conrad and Eddy got to and from grade 5 classes, at the campus grade
school.  With Garth's base, Lloyd's keyboard and Peter's guitar their
little band was equipped to play almost anything, as long as Edith or
Conrad were around to play drums.  Eddy displayed a considerable talent for
sketching, however he did not seem overly interested in it.

While in the west Lloyd had discovered the nature photography of a new
young artist Apollo Bidis, who works out of Bellingham, Wa.  Lloyd was most
taken with Apollo's images as well as the variety.  He began purchasing
some of his posters, that's all he could afford and studying his
techniques.  He had some of his work enlarged at a local professional lab
in a effort to emulate Apollo. (Apollo is the main protagonist in Photo,
another of my stories.)

Fall had given way to winter and the holiday season was fast approaching.
Harold had made arrangements for Eddy, Charley, James and Conrad to sing
with a children's chores at the St. Paul winter carnival, which runs the
last week of January and first week of February.  Eddy would have several
solo parts but over all it was just a lot of good fun.

It was just coming up on the beginning of November when Carl called.  Garth
answered.  Carl did not know Garth had returned so the call took a lot
longer than Carl had planed.

"Let me get to the point Garth, I must keep this to under ten minutes, they
have me a very short lease these days."

"Go for it buddy."

"We have been invited to perform at two charity concerts in early December
to help the Minneapolis and St. Paul fire fighters "Toys For Tots" drive.
One performance in each city."

"Is that the royal we or do you need our help?"

"Eddy and I, you know the voice and the profile."

"I'm sure he will be glad to Carl but I don't have his PDA."

"Ten year olds don't have PDA's, do they?"

"I don't know about others but Eddy does, shit I got to book him just to
get a kiss.  Anyway fax or e-mail the info, better send a copy to Harold
too.  He will want to influence the music selection.  Tom has your direct
line?"

...............................

"Ladies and Gentlemen Eddy Anderson, Conrad Sample and Governor Carl
Rolvogson" Much applause the curtain opens to an almost empty stage.  On
the right, in semi shadow is the grand piano, with Carl seated.  Off stage
to the left, Conrad starts to beat his drum.  The piano comes in and still
off stage Eddy starts to sing.  He and Conrad move onto the stage and over
to the piano which is now spot lit.  They are doing their Little Drummer
Boy act.  It is becoming highly refined.  In the middle Eddy stops singing
and players stop playing.

"Did you know that last year there weren't enough toys to for every needy
child to have one?"  Conrad did a short drum roll.

"No Eddy, I didn't know.  Is that why we are here tonight?"  Another drum
roll.

"Yes, we are here to show the people of St. Paul how to give." drum roll.

"They know how to give, they sure give me a hard time," the audience
laughs.

"We mean give presents, not political advice," Conrad added.  The audience
laughs again.

"We, all the performers on tonight's program, are giving our most treasured
gift to them, the Audience," Eddy announced.

"We are giving of ourselves, so they will give of themselves," Conrad
added.

"No child should be without or in need, our children are our greatest
treasure.  Let them know just how valuable that treasure is."  Carl said,
winding up the piano, Conrad picked up the beat and Eddy finished the song.

There were many other acts, amateurs and professionals.  After every three
or four Eddy, Carl and Conrad would come back some times alone, sometimes
with the FD quartet and sing.  Eddy and Carl closed the show with "I
Dreamed a Dream" from the musical Les Miserables.  The show was a sold out
smash, which was repeated in Minneapolis two nights later.

.............................

With happy events like the "Toys For Tots" benefit, school and boy's choir
performances, school plays, the Festival of Lights and so on, things were
progressing all very well, thank you.  In fact they were progressing just a
bit to well.  Eddy and Conrad managed to get a ride the Fire Chief's car,
with the siren and lights on.  Which was probably more of highlight then
the performances.

Tom was highly productive and his work was in increasing demand.  He was
getting commissions from magazines he never thought of approaching.  Garth
liked his new job and living arrangements.  Edith had been promoted.  Eddy
and Conrad were both toping out their grade 5 classes.  Everyone was
getting all the sex they wanted.  Lloyd and Peter had made a smooth
transition from high school to first year university.  The political bad
boys were out of circulation.  Carl was gearing up for the campaign in the
fall.  Abdula was home and the family was getting it together.  The Mendes
twins and Jack were frequent visitors.  All was well, almost all anyway.

Nate and Richard were some months away from 18, the age of emancipation in
Minnesota.  That did not mean that Peter and Lloyd expected them to respect
it by not drinking their beer.  Some of the parties were a little on the
wild side and Garth had to enforce the no pot rules on more then one
occasion.  They seemed to listen to Garth, who is accustomed to being in
charge of things, better than Tom.  Edith, being to token women and house
mom, was often politely ignored.

.....................

Tom was writing a brief piece for a popular press, medium circulation
magazine, aimed at men's health and fitness.  He was examining the
influence of day length and other natural rhythms on general male behavior
and attitudes.  "Do male attitudes and outlooks change with the season?"
"Is there anything to the young men and spring thing?"

Tom is a first class scientist if nothing else and we know he is a lot more
than that.  In addition, to his reading of books and Journals, Tom felt the
need for at least one, if not more, experiments.  He knew perfectly well
his sample was small, not truly representative and probably biased.  The
observational results probably useless.  That did not mean collecting those
results would not prove to be lots of fun and highly pleasurable.

Garth leaned over placing his hands on the back of a chair and displaying
his naked butt.  It is a nice butt, smooth and firm with small hollows on
either side.  It is rounded with thin blond hairs.  He leaned over
spreading his legs and pushing out his hips. "Put it in Tommy"

Tom moved up and prepared Garth's half opened anus slipping two KY coated
fingers of his right had inside, while using his left hand to fondle his
buddy's manhood.  Tom held his erection in his right hand easing its large
head into him.  "Put it in Tommy, yes, yes, all the way in" Garth said.
Tom did as requested kissing Garth's back and slowly drawing his hands over
his smooth skin.  Tom pressed against Garth smooth white ass.  Garth's
sphincter gripped the evader tightly holding it in place.  As Tom bent over
Garth kissing his back he exposed his anus to Lloyd, who need no
invitation.  Lloyd moved in behind Tom and mimicking his actions entered
his mentor.  Sliding his long thin upturned member to its hilt.  Leaning
forward and kissing the back of Tom's neck Lloyd exposed his delightful and
relatively small ass to Richard.

Richard started things by slowly withdrawing about half way from Lloyd who
followed, to Tom who followed, then thrusting back in with a full chain
reaction.  It took a few attempts to establish a smooth rhythm.  Once going
they picked up the speed a bit but this was still one sweet, long, slow
fuck.

Tom and Garth had not done that for years since they were boys of Lloyd and
Richard's age, having fun at league functions.  In those days they would
get up to eight in the fuck chain.  It was not all that often lately that
the older boys could all get together and just enjoy each others bodies in
a display of unabashed lust; unless those get togethers were structured.
This experiment was highly satisfying if not definitive.

Yes, the length of the day did have subtle effects on hormone levels and
yes, those levels generally had optimistic and positive attitude
adjustments.  Those effects could be translated to increased sexual arousal
in men.  This is not to say women are unaffected, in fact, they may be even
more greatly effected.  Tom just didn't have any experience with that, not
being a woman.  His personal experience did not back any of this up.  He
and his crew were so highly charged under normal conditions, a change in
season was not noticeable.  .................................


The family's famous conductor had been pressured by Harold and others to
put together a special spring program which would be recorded.  It was
hoped the sale of CD's would enhance the coffers of the music programs at
the summer camps.  All of the family's professional music makers were
invited to perform with the amateurs and children.  Everyone had been
rehearsing their parts, some of it quite technically demanding, since the
Festival of Light.

Everyone wanted to take part in every part, of course.  That was not
possible.

The program started with the Copeland's Fanfare For The Common Man.  It was
a mostly Copeland program.  For Example, from Appalachian Spring the chores
sang the old Shaker hymn Simple Gifts.  Right in the middle of the
orchestral portion which usually runs about 5 and a half minutes the cores
began to sing with Eddy taking a solo portion of the soprano parts, that
were then repeated by the choir.

The end was masterful.  Conrad came on the empty stage and beat a slow
march as the singers took their places on the risers.  The course hummed
quietly as the conductor introduced "Our President, Mr. Lincoln".  They
were preforming Copland's Lincoln Portrait, written in 1942, he uses music
to express and simple text chosen from Abe's own words and in doing so
expresses, some of highest ideals of the land in music.  Lloyd stepped to a
small podium on the side of the stage and the course stopped humming.
Lloyd was made up to look like Lincoln.  The strings and wood winds began
playing softly in the background, it is a mournful tune beginning low and
building with brass and drums coming in to join the strings.  The music
dies off, plays a simple melody punctuated with low frequency stings giving
way to up temp strings and brass playing parts of old folk songs building
to crescendo ... "Fellow citizens, we cannot escape history.  That is what
he said, that is what Abraham Lincoln said: "Fellow citizens, we cannot
escape history ..."  the text ends with a few lines from the Gettysburg
Address.  Lloyd's baritone voice was masterful his modulation was clear and
powerful.

Eddy and the singers gave a spirited version of America the Beautiful.
Wynne thought "Kate Smith eat your poor, dead heart out."  He was that
moved by Eddy.

Next the players moved to the Largo from Karl Jenkins' Palladio while Lloyd
recited the Gettysburg Address in his baritone voice.  When he finished the
music died away and Eddy began "Mine eyes have seen the glory," he repeated
this time with all the sopranos, they repeated with the Altos, and so on
until the bases came in then the entire group continued the the Battle Hymn
of the Republic.  The conductor said some words about honoring our founders
on this 116 anniversary of our founding and so on.  The music struck up
again with the 4th movement of Beethoven's 9th the Ode To Joy.  Harold in
the tenor lead and Eddy in the soprano lead, with the whole course adults
and children.  The music then moved on to Also Sprach Zarathoustra a tome
poem by Richard Strauss.  This pice usually takes about 34 minutes to play.
The conductor shortened it to about 10.  Most people are familiar with the
opening bars which are like a fanfare.  They ended the first part with
Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings op 11.

The remainder of the evening was just as eventful and inspiring. The
evening ended with the playing Promenade from Pictures At An Exhibition (by
Modest Moussorgusky) followed by a dark stage with Conrad play his drum
again in a loan spotlight.  He stops and the light switched to Eddy who did
"I Have a Dream" this time with the piano in the pit.  The light went out
while the Promenade played and came on again illuminating Lloyd again,
still dressed a Abe.  "Our nation was born in conflict and has been
tested."  Photographs of uniformed veterans flashed on a large screen
behind him.  "We have always passed that test.  We are being tested again
but let us resolve not to enter into conflict for the sake of conflict
alone, the end does not, nor can not justify the means, military conflict
must be the last resort, not the first.  All humanity dreams that dream,
let us strive to make it a reality." (note to the reader, this DVD was
recorded about 45 days before the war in Iraq began.)

Eddy made sure to send copies of the DVD to some of his singing friends the
ones he had met at festivals, like Wilson.  Tom made sure Hoffman also got
a copy ..................

"Dad, Dad!"  Eddy called out as he rushed into the house.  "Dad I got to
get ready, grandfather will be here soon he needs my help."

"Wow little man, slow down some.  How do you know grandfather will be here
soon?"

"The Chickadees told me."  Eddy stated in a very matter-of-fact way,
bolting up the stairs to his room.  I few minutes later the phone rang, it
was grandfather, he needed Spirit Eyes and would pick him up in about 30
minutes. "Tell him he needs his ceremonial costume, Tom."

"I guess the Chickadees told him that too, he is up stairs putting it on as
we speak."  ...................

"Tom look at those boys, do they remind you of something?"

"Yes, of you and I at 11 our mouths glued to each other cocks just like
they are."

"Remind you of anything else?  Well on a few occasions our fathers joined
us and we both thought that a real good thing.  But unlike our fathers we
are not strangers to their butts."

"True but I think our appreciation had more to do with the community than
the reality."

Tom and Garth disrobed and move up to Conrad and Eddy who seemed oblivious
to their presence, being totally engaged in pleasuring each other.  Tom lay
down next to Conrad and began pressing his tongue into the boy's butt
crack.  Sliding it along the crevice and dancing over his anus.  Eddy's
eyes were fixed on Tom studying his movements.  Eddy could feel Conrad
react to Tom's tongue especially as it pressed into his opening.  Garth
settled in behind Eddy and after kissing his butt a few times and Conrad's
cheeks he began tongue fucking Eddy's anus by pressing his tongue into the
opening and wiggling it around.  Conrad could feel Eddy's reactions too.
As the men tongue fucked the boys they fucked their little buddies willing
mouths with their now 4" rock hard penises.

The men slid up along their boy's back in unison but without any overt
signal.  Boy flesh is so smooth and supple.  Boy curves so gentle and
sensuous.  Reaching over the boys Garth took Tom's penis and inserted it
into Conrad.  Tom pressed into him with a slow and steady pressure full to
the hilt.  He reached over and directed Garth's manhood into Eddy's now
open hole.  Garth's hand grasped Tom's butt and Tom's hand Garth's hip they
slowly but steadily began fucking in and out short strokes.  Quickly
setting up an easy rhythm.  Keeping as much pressure on the boy's prostates
as possible and disturbing their oral ministrations as little as possible.
This would be a slow and pleasurable time a time of love and sharing not
lust and passion.  It was a wondrous time that brought the men back in time
to when their fathers would do the same thing for them.  Tom knew Conrad
would be pretending he was Con just as he pretended Garth's dad was Wynne.

Kinderszenen (child sense) the Schumann melody was running through Tom's
head while the tender and sensual action was playing out.  He thought that
when he makes love to the older boys Richard or Peter it is more like
Revell's Bolero, sensual and passionate, even tender but driven and
building.  This was more like the Schumann's music easy, steady, loving and
simple.

........................

Little did Tom or Garth, well any of them know that serious storm clouds
were gathering.  Tom's article on current research and the accompanying
essay, covering the ethics and philosophical underpinnings of stem cell
cloning, was about to cause a major disruption in their lives.  The essence
of his essay argument was: the nature and direction of this kind of
research should be directed by logic not faith based rationality.  He did
not cast a vote for or against.  He did point out the faith base approach,
as more greatly flawed then a logical process, which operated from the
premiss that all humanity, in fact all life, holds an intrinsic dignity
which ought to be respected.  He demonstrated the process more important
than the final result.  Clearly demonstrating the end can not justify the
means and that to begin from an a priori position of faith, dictates the
end.  That in a world with no absolutes, an absolute answer was impossible.

His work was highly praised and well received by the academic philosophical
and science communities.  The religious orthodox decried it as atheistic
and pseudo-science people, such as creationists, attached.  The christian
right and the anti abortionists jumped on the bandwagon.  Soon the popular
press and some politicians were heaping condemnation on him and on the
publisher.

Tom needed a Huxley but no one as articulate or adroit as the great Thomas
H. came forward, so Thomas A. would have to do it himself.  He did have one
strange ail, however.  Klein quickly found himself defending Tom's right to
his opinions, as miss guided as they may be.  What pissed off Tom was that
the most vitriolic comments were directed at things he had never written or
said.

The most vocal were antiabortionists.  This puzzled Tom the most, he had
never addressed the issue in way shape or form, at any time.  Nor had he
addressed the issue of when a person or human becomes such, the debate
ranging between conception and birth.  One could apply his logical
processes to the issue but he had not done so.  Not that he did not have
ideas and opinions on the subject, he did.  He had opinions about abortion
too but he never articulated them.