Date: Wed, 01 Jun 2016 19:37:00 +0100
From: honey_im_back@hushmail.com
Subject: A Christmas Karol part 3

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So with a nod to a world famous, local, author here is my version of:

A Christmas Karol by Peter Pumpkin Eater!

From Stave 2;
We all went into a group hug and, feeling that Pawel was falling to sleep
on my arms I said, "I think we should turn in guys, it's been a long day!"

Janet and Rob agreed with me and Brian and Karol paired off and went to
Brians room, giggling like a pair of schoolgirls, while I took a sleeping
Pawel with me to my room. I don't remember undressing myself or the boy,
and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.


Stave 3 Boxing Day

Boxing day morning dawned with yet more snow on the ground, and a quick
look out of the window made me realise that we were not going to be riding
the bikes back any time soon. Just then I heard a tractor struggling up the
lane, and Master, Janets dog, started to bark. Checking outside I saw Tony
with his snow plough and his son, James, driving the quad with a small
trailer. Tony and James were invited in and ample mugs of hot chocolate
well laced with "festive" spirits were passed round.

"I thought you might want to get your bikes back home?" Tony asked.

"Tony, you're a life saver!" I started.

"No Peter YOU are a life saver, it's all over the news that our village
hero was in action again last night helping arrest some gun toting people
trafficking scum!"

"Oh God, I hope my name was not mentioned?" I gasped.

"It's OK mate, you were compared to Superman, but they made it clear that
you wished to remain anonymous."

Once the bikes were loaded on the trailer I was about to suggest to Rob
that we should call off the planned Boxing Day swim when the sky cleared,
the sun came out and the full beauty of the winter wonderland became
apparent.

"Guys, the A27 is completely clear and I just checked the swim is on for
12. That gives us 2 1/2 hours to get there.

"If we take 2 4x4's then we can help out if either of us gets stuck!" Rob
offered.

"Swim?" James asked.

"Yes we are off to a nudist beach in Brighton for a Boxing day swim" I
explained. "You'd be most welcome to tag along."

"I'd love to, but just a moment" he said, pulling his phone from his
Parker.

"Thomas, I am going with Peter and his family and some friends for a Boxing
Day swim in Brighton." he explained ,

"Yes in the sea, AT A NUDIST BEACH!" he added. "Of course we'll all be
nude, that's the idea! Yes he's here, just a moment!"

James turned to me holding his pone out "Thomas's mum wants to talk to
you!"

"Hi 'Thomas's mum'" I joked "Peter Carling here"

"Do you mind if Thomas comes too? He was going to spend the day with his
boyfrie.., er with James."

"He is most welcome but he is aware that we are going to a Nudist beach?"

"Yes as long as he behaves he will be fine!"

"Then he is most welcome! What about yourselves?" I asked.

"I am widowed and was going to see my father today, he can't accept
Thomas's sexuality and refuses to allow him into the house!"

"I am so very sorry, on both counts. We will call round in about 20mins."

"Thanks you I'll look for his trunks and towel!"

"Well he won't need the trunks, unless he wants to stand out, everyone else
will be skinny dipping!"

"Of course, silly me! See you shortly then!"

Rob and I loaded his camping kitchen into the back of his 4x4, and along
with Pawel and Karol Rob, Janet, Brian and the dog Master climbed in. Tony
then led us in convoy to my place where we locked away the bikes and the
quad and James and I got into my 4x4 along with Peter Pan, my dog. Janet
told us to go and fetch Thomas while she quickly fed the animals with the
boys. Once we returned they were done and we set off, in slow convoy down
the roads already cleared by Tony to the main road. Once we hit the A27 we
were able to speed up a little, though the conditions dictated that 35 to
40 MPH was fast enough. We were overtaken by a number of idiots who just
did

not see the dangers, including a BMW which must have been doing 100 at
least, ahead was the accident black spot of The Woodman Arms in
Angmering. I could see what was about to happen long before he hit the
hill. The road there is shaded by high trees and surface water had re
frozen on the road. as soon as the speeding BMW hit the ice it started to
fishtail, and the inexperienced driver made the fatal mistake of trying to
brake. The car spun and took off as it hit the curb stones. I saw Rob
slowing as he put his blue beacon onto the roof of his car, which he used
sometimes for work. I stopped fairly well back, told the boys to wait well
away from the roadside with the dog and put my orange warning beacons onto
the roof Janet was in the mean time on the phone, calling all 3

emergency services. Once I was sure the traffic following was aware of the
danger, and had coned off the nearside lane with cones from mine and Robs
4x4 I was about to make my way towards the upturned BMW in the woods.

The landlord of the pub came out and instantly recognised Karol "Hey you
are the boy who helped Dave's kids with the ponies?" he called, "come on in
out of the cold" he continued as he led the rest of our party into the
warmth and safety of his country pub. Janet and James assured me that they
would look after the boys and the dogs and I set off to check what I was
already certain of.

The BMW was on its roof, and it was instantly clear that the 2 young men in
it were dead then I made the gruesome discovery of a teen aged girls head
half way up a tree. Despite searching the blood soaked area around the car
we could not find a body.

As the first police officers arrived on the scene one got a little stroppy
with Rob about the blue lights on his car, until he identified himself. As
it was a fatal accident the crash investigators arrived quickly too and
recognised Rob.

The missing body was a worry but I offered my services with PP to find her,
as a police dog would have taken almost an hour to get there. Once they
realised who I was, in connection with the incident the night before they
got the OK for me to see if we could find the girl. In the mean time the
fire and rescue service had arrived and made the BMW safe, disconnecting
the battery to prevent fire.

It took PP just 3 minutes to find the body of the girl, a half full Vodka
bottle still gripped tightly in her hand. The boys in the car also had the
remains of spirit bottles in their hands and the cause of the accident was
plain to see, speed due to drink driving!

Rob asked the Senior crash investigator if we could drive on, as there was
nothing we could do, and he agreed to collect our traffic cones in for us
and we would make statements the following day, when we collected them!

I rounded our party up again, and despite protests from other motorists,
stuck behind the accident scene, we were allowed to continue our journey.

As we drove off I turned slightly to James "That is what happens when
inexperienced drivers have over powered cars, and then drink and drive!"

I was startled as Pawel screamed and Thomas had a sharp intake of breath. I
pulled to the side of the road "What's wrong?" I asked, panic stricken.

"Papa jestes krwawienia!" Pawel stuttered and Karol pulled my head round
further;

"Papa you blooding!" he gasped.

I realised that blood from the girls head must have dripped onto me. I
jumped out of the car and "washed" my face with snow, shocking myself with
the amount of crimson that came off my face and head. By then Rob had his
blue light out again and reversed quickly back to me. I quickly explained
what was wrong as Janet finished cleaning me up using a couple of wipes she
kept in the car for the dog!

Once the boys were satisfied that I was indeed OK we resumed our journey,
arriving with just 5 minutes to spare. We carried the camping kitchen and
supplies down to the beach and all stripped off, the cold temperatures
keeping everyone from popping boners! About 100 people gathered on the
shore, and after a count down we all rushed into the sea. It was so cold
that I could not feel it, becoming instantly numb!

Everybody splashed around for a couple of seconds and one or two actually
swam a little. Pawel got wet up to his knees and then ran from the
water. Janet told me she would see to him and went, with Brian, back to the
camp cooker. Rob, being made of sterner stuff threw himself full length
into the gentle waves and started to swim powerful strokes along the shore
and I followed.

"Papa, papa, wait for me!" I heard Karol call and I turned to see a
shivering boy trying desperately to keep up. I moved across to where he was
valiantly fighting to beat the cold and swam along side him, telling him to
keep as much of his body as he could, except his head, beneath the water. I
saw ahead the Rob had made his way to the shore and was running up and
down, to keep himself warm, while watching and cheering for us. By then I
could not see anyone else in the water.

Rob, although dry by now dashed back into the water "Guys, you have won,
you can come out now!"

"Won?" I asked him, still keeping my body under water, "what do you mean?"

"The adult and the child who stay in the water longest each win a prize!"
he explained.

"This is not like Poland, when we swam from school the last one out of the
water was in trouble!" Karol laughed.

We made a dash for the camp cooker, where Janet had tea, hot chocolate and
mulled wine on the go and wrapping up in warm towels Rob led us to the main
group of swimmers, where we were congratulated on our (fool) hardiness! Rob
told the assembled company that it was our first time at a nudist beach,
which got us yet more applause. We were then each presented with a voucher
for a 6 hour scuba diving session, with any necessary training. The man who
had donated the prizes came across and said to get in touch any time to
arrange the training and a trip out to a wreck.

I asked him how much a prize like this would cost to buy, and he looked a
little down his nose at me, assuming that I planned on selling it.

"I have 2 sons, who have had some serious bad luck in their past, I don't
want 1 getting the

diving lessons without the other getting the same opportunity" I
explained. "They just lost their parents and are just finding out that not
everyone is out to screw them over!" I added.

He looked at the paperwork that he had just filled out, "Oh I've just
realised who you are, my brother, Dave is, er was, the landlord of the Old
Oak, you are the guys who saved the pony's, indeed saved the day! I have
exactly the same package for your younger son, and indeed your wife too!"

I gulped and Rob stepped in "It's OK Peter, he couldn't know. Peters wife
and kids were killed in a traffic accident a while back, the boys are his
foster children!" he quietly explained.

"Peter I am so sorry, I didn't know. though I did wonder about the boys
accents."

Janet came over with a couple of mugs of hot chocolate and we all walked
across to a wind break.

"I'm sorry, I don't mind being nude, but it is just too cold to stand
around today!" I said.

"I've dressed the boys already" Janet told me.

I dressed quickly and enjoyed a second mug of Janets hot chocolate. James
and Thomas came up to me and both hugged me. "Thank you so much for today!"
James said.

"Yes Sir, thank you for allowing me to come with you, I thought that James
and I were the only.. er the only.." Thomas hesitated

Brian finished the statement off for him in his finest fake Welsh accent
"The only gays in the village?" *

We all laughed and Thomas blushed a little.

"Thomas, I am Peter, or if you insist on formality Uncle Peter! Sir is my
dad, or the man pointing a loaded gun at your head!" I smiled at him,
giving him a little kiss on the top of his head. Karol looked a little
alarmed and jealous at this, so I pulled him towards me and kissed him
too. Pawel and Brian then wanted a share and also hugged and kissed with
me.

"Looks like you could open a kissing booth and make a fortune!" Rob
laughed.

"Well the first one is always free, even for you!" I countered.

Next thing I knew Rob grabbed me in a "passionate embrace" and kissed me
full on the lips in a "showy" manner. No one but me knew, however, that his
tongue probed my mouth in a most erotic manner!

"Oi, what about me?" Janet asked, meaning where was her kiss from Rob, but
I held out my arms as the boys, ALL, rushed over and gave her loads of wet
sloppy kisses! We packed the cooker and the wind break together and started
towards the cars as a number of people came and complemented us on our well
behaved kids, one or two had a look of envy at all the cute boyhood
bouncing around us.

One elderly gent, who I had noticed was very well built for his age, and
was sporting the only erection I saw on the beach, spoke; "Ah to be 20
years younger again, now that I have the little blue helpers I could cope
with a couple of hours of young flesh!"

James stopped to tie his bootlace and tapped the mans leg to stop too. We
walked on and I looked back to see the man exchange telephone numbers with
James. When he caught us up again I asked "Did you get what you wanted then
buddy?"

He blushed and nodded.

"Just you, or with your lover?" I asked, out of earshot from the others.

"Just me, I always wanted to see what it would be like with an old man!"

"Just be careful son, and make sure you are safe!" I warned.

"He said that he gets tested every 3 months, but he has not had sex for
several years, so I should be OK!"

"If you want my advice, stay safe and ask him to go with you to testing,
for BOTH of you, and then wait for the results before you take any risks!"
I told him, wrapping an arm round his shoulder.

"Thanks Peter, I will. Please don't tell my Dad or Thomas about this" he
begged

"I would NEVER tell anyone, but if you get involved with the guy, you
should tell Thomas, be aware it could hurt him!"

"I will, and if he doesn't want me to go then I wont!" James said.

"You wont what?" Thomas asked as he came back towards us.

The others were milling around so I simply said, "You can talk in the car!"

Karol and Pawel wanted to ride with Brian so it left James and Thomas to
ride in my car, and gave them a chance to talk openly.

We set off back towards home, having agreed to stop at the pub where the
accident had been for a coffee and a snack. I phoned ahead and checked that
they would be open and the landlord assured us he was. And so we set off,
driving slowly as, with darkness falling the roads were starting to ice up
again.

"So come on, what's the big mystery?" Thomas asked.

"Can you explain Peter?" a very embarrassed James asked.

"OK, Thomas, how would you describe your feeling towards James?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Thomas asked, his voice a little uncertain.

"Thommy baby, he knows about us, and no I didn't tell him, he worked it all
out!" James said.

Thomas said to James in an almost theatrical whisper "He's a security man,
he could have us arrested, why didn't you deny it?"

James and I laughed; "Thomas" I said, "Why would I have you arrested for
doing something that is as natural as night and day, and which I would do,
given half a chance?"

"But it's illegal, we could get in trouble!"

"Look even Uncle Rob knows, and I think he does it too, and he is a
copper!" James told him.

"Anyway Thomas, James wanted to know how you would feel about him going
with an older man, just for the experience? He does not want to dump you" I
added seeing his look of panic in the mirror.

"Look baby, if you say no, then I'll delete his number from my phone. He
just seemed such a nice man, and I wanted to know what it would be like
with such an old man!"

"You mean the really old guy with the stiffy?"

"Yes, his name is Andy, he seems such a nice man. I only want to learn a
bit, to make our time together more fun!" James explained.

"I guess it would be OK, do I come too?" Thomas asked a little
apprehensive.

"No Babe, not at first, and then only if you really want to." James
soothed.

The boys chatted on about what being with an older guy might mean, and I
included some of my own input, offering caution about trusting this man for
the first meeting. We ended up agreeing that I would drive James to his
first meeting with him, and would be close by, if James decided he did not
like how things were going. We soon arrived at the pub and the landlord had
hot drinks ready for us all in moments. His wife had prepared a turkey
fricase with rice which she insisted we all tuck into.

"No other guests tonight then?" I asked, seeing the empty bar.

"Oh no, we are not open tonight, we used to open Boxing day but there were
so few people coming we stopped 3 years ago!"

"You should have said, we would not have bothered you this evening if we
had known!" Janet protested.

"Janet" the publican said, waving his arm towards all of us, "You have all
done more than just a bit to help Dave and those poor kids in the BMW, we
like the company since our son moved out with his wife and kids!"

At that moment there was a knock on the door. The landlord got up and said,
"looks like we have company, more lost travellers I guess?"

He opened the door and two brightly clad bundles of energy dashed in and
leapt into the landlords arms "Granpa!" they squealed in unison, "Happy
Kissmus!"

The twins were followed by their parents who seemed surprised that there
were guests in the bar.

"My son and Daughter in Law, Ricky and Amanda, and the twins, Bart and
Lisa!" he introduced going on "Rob and Janet and their son Brian, James and
Thomas and Peter and his 2 foster sons Karol and Pawel!"

Hands were shaken all round and Ricky looked at me and said, "You're the
guy who got Daves ponies out! Well done, it's all round the station!"

I looked at him a second, a little confused.

"I'm a retained firefighter, I came with the 3rd crew and just saw as you
led them up the lane. You know, if you decided to try for a place on the
brigade you'd have a very good chance! Karol, I do hope I'm going to see
you at Cadets soon, I for one want to learn how to calm horses like you did
that night!"

Conversation continued and the landlord asked how the water was in
Brighton.

"To be honest it was so cold I could not feel it!" I laughed.

"You went for a swim today?" Ricky asked.

"Yes, there is a boxing day swim every year at theNudist beach!" Ron
explained

"That's disgusting, I hope the children were not with you?" Amanda spat
out.

"Look Amanda darling, everyone to their own. Please lets drop it in Dads
house!" Ricky said, trying to calm his wife down.

I looked at my watch and said "Look at the time, I need to get back and
feed the horses. What do we owe you?"

"Owe us? Nothing of course, you are here as welcome friends!"

"Well if there is ever anything we can do for you" I said handing him a
business card.

Amanda continued to spout her vile comments about nudists and then added,
"All boys I see, no doubt you're a bunch of paedophiles? Someone should
call the Police!"

Before anyone could answer Rob pulled out his warrant card and held it
under her nose; "I am a police officer, my only child is a boy, my wife is
a woman, or at least it sure looked that way on the beach earlier. These
two and neighbours sons and these two are foster children who are trying to
get settled in a strange land after their parents were murdered. I don't
quite see where Paedophiles comes into this?" He stretched his arms out and
herded us out, amid called out thanks for the hospitality. Ricky followed
us out and apologised for his wifes attitude.

"It's OK buddy, it takes all sorts to make a world, if everyone was a
nudist the beaches would be packed to overflowing!" I told him.

He laughed and said that he thought he might be a single parent soon as
Amanda had already driven them out of hisd dads pub.

The rest of the journey home was very quiet, and the boys were all fast
asleep by the time we got home.



* For those unfortunates amongst you who do not recognise the quote, look
online for a UK TV series called

"Little Britain" Do not take it seriously, it is NOT offensive it just
pokes harmless fun at all aspects of British life!