Date: Thu, 31 Jan 2002 10:18:33 -0500
From: Bill Adams <lilb2k@hotmail.com>
Subject: Finding Summer Chpt. VIII & IX

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Copyright 2002 by liltales


Finding Summer
An Original Series by LilBill

Chapter VIII
Freedom


Jack awoke to find the bed empty. He shot up and ran out
into the sitting room.

"Well," I said laughing, "In a hurry sweetheart?"

"Yeah.where's the fire big guy?" Andrew joked as he rounded
the corner of the balcony doorway.

"Oh," Jack paused, a look of relief fell over his face as he
saw Andrew, "I just. um."

We all broke into laughter, there was no reason to try and
cover it up. Jack was embarrassed, but happy to see that
Andrew had not yet left.

"I just thought that Andrew had left without saying
goodbye," he was precious.

The front door opened and Bruce came inside.

"Is it time to go?" Andrew asked sadly.

Bruce ignored the question from the boy and gave me an
affirming nod. He hurried into the bedroom.

"Yes, Andrew," I began, "it is time for us to go."

"Carl," Jack looked at me for help, "Please. Don't let this
happen."

I looked at my young boy with eyes filled with love. I loved
him for the passion that he felt for me, and I adored him
for the passion he showed for Andrew. I had vowed before
that I would never deny my lover anything. I wasn't going to
start now.

"It's time to go Boss," Bruce came from the bedroom with our
new clothes hurriedly packed into a suitcase.

"Ok," I said as I ushered the boys to the door.

We made our way into the elevator and down to the lobby. As
we exited the elevator, both boys froze at the sight of the
two men from last night. Bruce handed the bag off to the
bellhop and directed him to see us to he limo parked
outside. We followed the bellhop out of the lobby and got
into the limo. We watched Bruce as he met with the men.

"What's going on Carl," Jack was obviously frightened.

"I'll explain later," I laid my hand on Jack's shaking leg.

"I'm scared," Andrew huddled against the far side of the
limousine.

"It's ok boys," I said comfortingly, "It's all being taken
care of."

After a few minutes, Bruce came over to the window and
signaled for it to be lowered.

"It's a go Boss," He said surveying the area, "I'll meet you
at the plane."

"Be careful," I said as I put the window back up.

I instructed the chauffer to drive. We sped off into traffic
as we watched Bruce disappear back into the hotel. We darted
in and out of traffic as we made our way to the airport. As
we pulled up to the Airport Charter Terminal, my cell phone
rang.

"Yes," I answered, "Excellent. I want us off the ground the
second he shows."

I hung up the phone as we came to a stop.

"Let's move boys," I ushered Jack and Andrew out of the
limousine and onto a transport cart. We hurried towards the
plane. As we approached, the noise of the jets made it hard
to hear. We made it on to the plane and I directed the boys
to take their seats and fasten their seatbelts.

"We are cleared for take off on the southern runway. We
received a call three minutes ago," the pilot reported,
"he's on his way."

"Good work," I commended, "I want us airborne the instant
he's onboard."

"Yes Sir,' the pilot returned to the cockpit.

A white taxi sped towards the plane. It screeched to a stop
and Bruce leapt out. He ran to the stairs and once inside
pulled he air door closed.

"Get us out of here!" he shouted to the pilot.

The plane jerked forward as we made our way to the runway.
We got the `all clear' from the tower and launched down the
runway. The plane shot into the air and soared towards the
noonday sun. The boys clung to each other as I turned around
to check on them. I gave them the thumbs up but they were
too scared to acknowledge.
"We're clear," the pilot reported through the over head
speakers, "We are in international waters."

Bruce gave me an affirming nod and he fell out in his seat.
I smiled at him and mouthed `thank you'. I got up and rushed
to my boys.

"How are you two holding up?" I smiled.

They both were shaken and looked like they could bust into
tears at any moment. I decided to set their minds at ease. I
leaned over and gave Jack a deep, long kiss. He was still at
first but melted into me after a moment. I smiled at him and
then moved in front of Andrew.

"You're free son," I kissed him on the forehead, "welcome to
our family."

Of course the boys would require an explanation, so it went
something like this. I had purchased Andrew's freedom for
the bargain price of 225k. Plus an extra 10k for the Airport
Authorities for closing the southern runway, 15k for a
legitimate birth certificate and Social Security ID for
Andrew, and 15k for the manager of the Palace de Sol hotel
for the destruction of all records of our stay as well as
the professional cleaning of the room. 265k, not a bad price
for the freedom of the beautiful young boy who now sat
beside my lover.  From this day forth he would be known as
Andrew Wiengroe, my son.


"I don't know what to say," Andrew uttered through the
tears welling in his eyes, "You mean that I don't have to go
back there ever?"

"Yes," I held onto my boys, one hand in each, "You can
either live with me, or we can try and track down any family
you may have in the States."

"I don't really have any family back home," he sighed, "my
father saw to it that they wanted nothing to do with us."

"Then you'll stay with us at the Lake?" Jack said excitedly.

"I guess," he smiled, "Yes, I mean, Yes I would love to live
with you."

"I can't believe you did this," Jack jumped into my arms, "I
love you so much!"

"I want you to understand something Andrew," I knew that
this wasn't really a big deal, but I knew that it had to be
said, "I didn't bring you with us because I expect you to
have the same relationship with me that Jack does. I know
that you and he made love last night, and I think that's
wonderful that you two shared that, but I don't want you to
ever feel that you owe it to me. You are no longer anybody's
property. You and only you decide what you do with your
body."

"Thank you Carl," Andrew's smile gave away his love, "I know
that you and Jack would never hurt me or use me like that.
But I don't know how I will ever repay you for what you've
done for me." He began to cry, "No one has ever.loved
me.before."

Jack took Andrew into his arms and rocked him as he cried. I
smiled at Jack as I got up, kissed Andrew on the cheek, and
left to go and confirm our travel plans with Bruce.

"I'm sorry Jack," Andrew wiped his eyes, "I didn't mean to
lose it like that."

"It's ok Andrew," Jack smiled, "I can't even begin to
imagine what your life must have been like before today. But
I imagine it must have been pretty rough, so I can imagine
getting freed from that must be kinda overwhelming."

"I guess," he smiled back, "I don't want to ever remember
anything about that life. That life is dead."

"So today is your Birthday!" Jack grinned widely.

"Yeah!" Andrew agreed with a laugh.

"Hey," Andrew stopped laughing and got serious, "I want to
tell you something but I don't want you to get angry with
me."

"Why would I get angry with you?"  Jack was puzzled.

"I know that Carl is your boyfriend," he began, "but I do
want to be with him. I mean, have sex with him. I've always
hated the men that used me. I never wanted to do anything
with them. But I do want to do it with Carl. I actually want
to. I never thought that I would feel that way. But after
you and I did it, I felt what it was like to be loved. And
now I want to have that with a man."

"I'm not mad at you," Jack smiled, "And I think it's great
that you wanna make love to Carl. He will make you feel
better than you have ever felt before. Our love for each
other is bigger than anything I've ever known. It's
certainly big enough for one more."

"Thank you Jack," Andrew smiled and then the two young
lovers fell into a deep passionate kiss.



Finding Summer
An Original Series by LilBill

Chapter IX
Homecoming


The sun had just set as we touched down at Carver Airfield.
It had been an amazing trip to Mexico, but the events of the
past 24hrs had left me wanting for the tranquility of my
Lake. We said goodbye to Bruce as we piled into the Jag. As
we sped away I could sense the excitement in the air. This
was uncharted territory for all of us. We were the new
American family. Lovers, children, fathers, brothers, and
sons, we played all roles. The existence of some obstacles
was an obvious conclusion, but we were united in our love.

As we drove along the winding road to the house, we
exchanged small talk about this and that. I loved being in
the presence of these two amazing boys. Their lust for life
and their eagerness to taste everything it had to offer were
intoxicating.

"This is your house!?!", Andrew's eyes widened as we made
our way up the drive.

"Yes Andrew," I smiled at Jack first and then Andrew, "This
is our house."

We unloaded and went inside. I checked my messages as Jack
ran Andrew through the house, giving him the luxury tour. It
was good to be home.

"Jack!" I called out to my love, "you need to call home and
check in."

"Ok!" a call came from upstairs.

I climbed the staircase to the third floor and made my way
into the Master Suite. Jack and Andrew came bounding in.

"I called home and talked to the housekeeper. It was hard to
hear her over the noise of her grandchildren. She said that
my grandmother would be back tomorrow and that she'd been
asking for me. The housekeeper told her I was staying with
friends. Truth be told, I don't think she gives a shit."
Jack smiled.

"I thought we'd set you up in the corner bedroom Andrew," I
pointed down the hallway, "It's got the next best view."

"Ok," Andrew bubbled, "sounds great."

We settled Andrew into his room and then descended upon the
kitchen for some dinner. I made spaghetti and salad and we
dined on the deck overlooking the pool.
"Well," I spoke up as the boys took turns slurping up the
noodles, "I imagine we'll have to venture into the city
tomorrow to get you a whole new wardrobe Andrew."

"Really?" he looked surprised.

"Of course," I smiled, "only the best for my boys"

"This place is beautiful," Andrew said in awe as he surveyed
the lake.

"You'll have to take Andrew exploring at some point Jack," I
winked at him.

"Yes," He winked back, "I'll have to show him all the
sights."

"What are you guys plotting over there?" Andrew slyly
questioned as a noodle hung from the corner of his mouth.

"Nothing," we said in unison causing all three of us to
break into hysterical laughter.

We finished dinner and retired in to the TV room. Jack
surfed through the myriad of mindless dribble on the
satellite. Andrew curled up on the end of the large leather
sofa.

"Well," I stated, "I think I'll go for a shower. I still
feel some of Mexico on my skin. You boys have fun with the
satellite."

"Ok," Jack answered.

"Sure," Andrew piped up, and out of the corner of my eye I
caught the tail end of a sly smile to Jack.

Times like this were when I hated ascending the two flights
of stairs to the Master Suite. The second floor consisted of
three bedrooms and a large communal bathroom. That floor
didn't see much use as I rarely had anyone staying over. I
had a feeling that might change soon.

I cast my clothes into a heap on the floor of the dressing
room entrance to the Master Bath. I would gather them in the
morning. It might seem odd but I did not employ the services
of a maid. I lived alone and the mess was never substantial
enough, I thought, to require it. I did have a service that
came in every couple of weeks to see to the floors and the
antique wood of the library. That and a pool man were the
only ones who came out to the estate.

The water felt like a miracle on my tired skin. I held on to
the rock wall of the shower room as the hot streams engulfed
me in their healing. I was lost in the moment. I didn't
notice the presence of the two boys standing behind me,
watching me as reveled in the caress of the water. Suddenly,
two sets of hands were applying soap to my body. I was too
lost in the steam to be startled. They worked the soap into
a thick lather and the feel of their hands massaging into my
flesh was amazing. I didn't move from my hold on the wall as
Andrew worked on my back and Jack focused on my legs.
Neither boy made any move towards my stirring cock nor my
ass and it became clear to me that this wasn't entirely
sexual. They were bathing me, caring for me. I turned around
and made eye contact with both of them, my cock jutting out
slightly. Both boys were naked and the water glistened on
their bronzed skin. Andrew's prick was stiff as a nail and I
could tell that he had been working himself up for this. I
still had reservations about engaging the boy in anything
sexual. Don't misunderstand me, I wanted to taste his
beauty, but the need to have him feel safe and loved was far
greater. I picked Andrew up and held him to my chest, his
legs wrapped around my waist for support. I looked to Jack
and he gave a wink of agreement as he smiled and began to
wash Andrew's back. I stared deeply into Andrew's young
eyes. He was so fragile, yet so strong. It was a duality
similar to Jack's that made me flow with passion for him. He
was eager, but nervous and I could tell that this was a huge
step for him. The only experiences with men he had had up to
this point were all abusive and lacking in love. I could see
how desperate he was to love me, but how scared he was all
the same. A man had never loved him; he had only been used.
So I could imagine the fear, as he had no idea how to make
love. I pulled him tight against my chest and rested his
head on my shoulder. I could feel his prick stabbing into my
stomach. He kissed my neck as I ran my hands along the
length of his back. The water splashed over us as I kissed
him for the first time on his small lips. He parted them and
allowed my tongue to pass gently through. I could taste the
faint trace of spaghetti sauce mixed with saliva. He moaned
and I felt Jack holding onto my legs as he began to eat
Andrew's ass. Jack's ministrations on the boy's hungry hole
made him thrust his tongue into my mouth. We kissed for what
seemed like a lifetime until Jack stood and positioned
himself at Andrew's ass. He reached for my hands and brought
them down to rest on Andrew's tight globes. I spread his ass
apart and Jack slowly speared the young boy. Andrew let out
a succession of low moans as Jack began to fuck him. I
continued to massage his ass as Jack worked slowly. His
thrusts caused Andrew to pant as he broke our kiss and laid
his head back on my shoulder. I held him there while my
lover increased his speed. We rocked in unison for a while.
Jack pulled out and I could tell that he was only doing so
to prevent his own orgasm from coming on too soon. Andrew
smiled as I replaced Jack's boy cock with my fingers.
Andrew's hole was nicely opened. I set him down and sat on
the floor with my back against the wall. I pulled him to me
and he stood between my legs as I took his swollen dick into
my mouth. It was very hard and felt very different from
Jack's. Andrew's penis was almost four inches long when
erect and definitely skinnier. He had small balls but with
the heat of the shower, they draped over my chin as I sucked
his meat.

He pumped into my face as I bathed his cock with my tongue.
I could feel his orgasm approaching so I released my grip
and turned him around, sitting him between my legs. I gave a
look to Jack and he descended onto Andrew's waiting prick. I
held onto him as Jack brought him to orgasm. He shook in my
arms as his body reeled with ecstasy. I held Andrew under
the water for several minutes as Jack sat beside us and held
my free hand.

I knew that this would be the only time that Andrew and I
shared ourselves sexually. What he needed from me was not my
body, he required my soul. I would become his father. He
received that evening what he had never gotten from the men
that used him. love. But my love would need to exist in all
areas of his life. I was both excited and terrified.

Andrew had fallen asleep there, in my arms, when Jack turned
the water off. He looked down at us with a smile and
sincerity that let me know that he had realized the same
thing as I had. Still wet, I carried Andrew to his room,
dried him as he wavered on his tired feet, and put him to
bed.

"You really are amazing with him," Jack smiled as he put his
arms around me.

"I don't know about that my love," I kissed his sweet lips,
"but I'm trying"

"I saw how you stopped in the shower," he remarked, "I saw
it too. He doesn't need to love you that way. But he needed
to be with a man just once to see how it can really be.
Maybe he'll find someone someday like I found you."

"Maybe," I smiled.

"Does it bother you if he and I continue to fool around?" he
smirked.

"Of course not," I smiled again, "just as long as you never
forget who it is that you love."

"Oh.," he laughed with a sexy tone, "I know exactly who I
want to take to bed."

"Oh really," I gave a devilish smile.

"And hey," he grabbed my ass, "I never got to finish in
there."

"Oh yeah," I smiled, "me neither."


He led us into the bedroom and we fell into each other's
arms.