Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2007 14:27:07 -0800 (PST)
From: T. Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: Natures Ways 02

The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblances to real people,
alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in
nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon
persons, in towns, cities, countries, nor governmental
areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene
involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then
you should not read this story. Additionally, if you
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Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction.
In real life, use protection.

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"Nature's Ways" 02
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

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"Matty?"

"Yeah?"

Putting down his magazine, Matty looks towards the
hallway entrance to the den.

"Guess who that was on the phone?"

"The trick you ordered for me?"

"No this trick," Chad said.

Plowing right through the two legs, feet extended over
the square coffee table, Chad parked himself on the
sofa.

"Heeeey! You coulda broke my leg."

"Then the trick would have no use for you!"

"I get the message. So who really was on the phone?"

"Bruce Ryder."

"Homeland Security?"

"Ex."

"Oh that's right. He took up with Javier Yacouba.
How's he been?"

"Good, but he didn't call to chat about his lovelife."

"Oh?"

"Remember all that paperwork we went through with
Bruce?"

"For the adoption?"

"Yup. Looks like it's going to become a reality for
us."

"Cool! Me a daddy! When?"

"This weekend. Bruce felt so bad when the Miller
adoptions fell through, but he said he's found a nice
eleven year old for us."

"Cool! What's his name."

"This is the cool part. His name is Jeremy Eames, but
Bruce says we can have his name changed legally."

"Why? He doesn't like the name Jeremy?"

"No, stoopid, not his first name. I meant the
`Eames'."

"Oh. I knew that."

"Yeah right. Anyway, Bruce is giving us a trial
weekend with him."

"Only a weekend?"

"Yup. He says it's important one or both of us spend
as much time with him as we can."

"And if we don't like him, we can get a refund?"

"Yeah, right Matty."

"I'm joking."

"I know. I have to be at the store on Saturday."

"So I get to play daddy all by myself?"

"Scare ya?"

"Not as much as if you were here with me."

"Let me give Zach a call. See what his plans are."

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Back at the backyard of the Clark-Barr home, Mark and
Denis were allowed to strip themselves of their
I-pod's, before having to walk the plank.

"I swear! We were only joking guys."

So were Aidan, Philip, Diego and Seth, but it was fun
to make the two teens walk the length of the diving
board, forcing them off the edge, into the deep.

"Did you see their cocks?"

"I think they were doing something sexy."

"Some of that CPR kissing stuff!"

"You mean kissing makes a guy's cock big?"

Each of the boys had their own assumptions of why the
pool water didn't make Mark's and Denis' teenhood
shrink down to bodily perspective.

Then seth came up with a brilliant idea, saying, "Hey!
Let's go swimming!"

For the minute, his attention didn't focus on the same
subject as the other three.

"Hi guys."

All six pool swimmers wondered the identity of the
boy, standing between Chad and Matty.

"I haven't seen him around school," Aidan observes.

"Not in my class," Philip adds. Turning to Diego and
Seth, "You?"

"Nope," each, in succession say.

Swimming to the edge, the four squirts eye up the new
boy, each hoping he's their age, or there abouts. From
down in the pool, it's tough to vision how tall he
stands, due to the angle.

"Who's this Chad?" Philip speaks to his brother, for
the group.

"Fellas," Chad replies, "meet Jeremy Eames."

The four hike out of the pool, along with Mark and
Denis, already out and circling the perimeter of the
pool's edge, to come take a look.

The first question, from Diego is, "How old are you?"

"Eleven," answers Jeremy.

"Cool!" several boys answer.

"Did you bring his swimsuit, Matty?" Aidan asks.

"Not this time. We actually didn't even know we would
be getting... having Jeremy come to us."

"What do you mean?"

It was obvious the boys weren't getting the message.

Not until Jeremy spoke up, saying, "I'm getting
adopted!"

"Where's your mom and dad?" Seth asks.

Chad and Matty figured it fine to leave Jeremy with
the four squirts, hoping they would add him right
away, into their little society.

"So, what's the story with the kid?" Denis asks.

As Chad answers, telling them Bruce Ryder really
wanted to bring him by on Saturday, but got caught up
in other matters, Matty is eyeing up the two teens. In
his own opinion, the two have really aged into that
manly status, exchanging their teen image in for
pre-college men. He smiles, when seeing both with the
little wisps of hair below their navels. Reminiscing,
Matty remembers being their age and thinking about how
hairy he would become.

"Right, Matty?"

"Huh? Oh yeah. Sure."

Chad smirked at Matty, but didn't make it too on
target of whom he was checking out.

"So you're going to adopt Jeremy then?"

"After a week or so. We have to `wait for the
paperwork to catch up', as Bruce puts it."

"Kind of nice you didn't have to wait for the
weekend," Mark says.

"We thought of that this morning, but unfortunately we
hadn't planned our work day."

"You can leave him here."

Looking back over to the five, it looks as if Jeremy
has fit in already. This morning, when Bruce Ryder
brought him by, he could see the youth having no
problem fitting in. Now he was clinging to the group's
conversation, clearly being accepted. After mulling it
over between them, Matty says, "I think it would be
okay."

"Make sure he gets fed good."

After agreeing to leave Jeremy, the couple begin to
get second thoughts. Chad needs to be at the story,
but Matty says he can leave his mom in limbo, at the
real estate office. So, it's Matty staying, Chad
leaving. "What's up. I thought you had to work?" Mark
asks.

"We took a vote! So, you have an extra suit."

"Our dad's maybe," Mark says.

Denis says, his dad, dad-Steve, "My dad's swimsuit
would fit you better than dad-Barry's."

"My dad is more the `bear type'."

"Bear type?" Matty questions.

"It's what we heard dad-Steve," Mark confesses, "heard
call my dad."

"Does he really resemble a bear, Matty?"

"I'd say so. So, where's this swimsuit?"

They directed Matty to the house, saying Max is home
and will be happy to locate a swim suit. As Matty
heads of of the indoor swimming conclave, Mark and
Denis enter the conversation with the now `5 squirts'.
No questions are needed, as all the answers in their
mind are blurted out. "Jeremy's the same age as us!"

Diego had answered for Seth and himself. "My brother
and Matty are going to adopt him," Philip says.

Aidan adds, something they already know, "Jeremy can
swim with us, today."

As they are gathering information, the barn door
slides open.

"Who's that?"

"It's Caleb and James!"

"Look who I found outside, prowling around," Matty
says.

A swimming in his hand, Matty points out that Caleb's
dads have an important errand to run. They are all
familiar with their two classmates, Caleb
Kendall-Johnson and James Kitchner. Since the accident
on Bridges Lane, James has become a good friend to
Philip and Aidan. James' mom is the one whom
temporarily bandaged up Philip's hand. "James! Caleb!
Cool!"

On the side, Denis mentions to Matty, "Good thing you
decided to stay and not go."

"Can't handle the four-five-six-seven squirts, eh?"

"Oh we can handle them. No problem, Matty, but who's
going to pay for all the pizza!"

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As happens in a small town, the car accident with
Barry, Philip and Aidan, the remnants of the second
great flood, in heroes and harpships, as Chad steps
into Barr's & Bridges, the news of Jeremy's adoption
start flinging his way. "Oooooh," from the head
cashier, "My staff and I offer you the best!"

Already it was happening. A square box, wrapped in
pink and blue, a blue bow, was shoved into Chad's gut!
Then, like wildfire, the local townspeople, all he's
grown to know over his past two years' residence,
added their own congratulations. When he got back to
his office, in stepped Andy, followed by Marco.
"Heeeey! I didn't know we were becoming parents
today!"

For the last coupla months, Marco has been wearing the
hats of cook, housecleaner and anything else he could
lend assistance to, in exchange for room and board at
the Barr-Bridges' household. He was even handy with a
set of sparkplugs, when Matty's car didn't turn over
one morning!

"Same here," Chad follows with. "Bruce Ryder said the
weekend, but here it is Wednesday, of all days,
Valentines Day and Jeremy is bestowed upon us!"

"Things are sure going to be different around the
house."

"I'll say."

"No more of you and Matty running around in your
briefs."

"Um, you should talk, with what you wear underneath
that apron of yours or for lack of, I should say?"

"Okay. So we all have to be more careful."

"Thanks for sharing in our welcoming and by the way,
how is Antonio working out?"

"He's doing okay. He only got one order screwed up so
far. Mrs. Hansen went home with Mrs. Chen's birthday
cake and Mrs. Chen got the royal assortment of
pastries."

"Antonio better be careful."

"It wasn't much his fault. The two were gabbing with
him. He got distracted."

"One of the pitfalls of good business. Customers
getting over-anxious."

"No problem. Mrs. Hansen called and she's delivering
the cake, making the switch, plus got invited to Mr.
Chen's birthday party," Marco informs him.

"I hope you made it sound like it was arranged by
Antonio."

"You got it, Chad! It's real busy out there."

"Fault of the storm a month ago. The high school and
elementary schools are still closed, so guess where
all those kids are?"

"Where?"

"At home eating up all the chips and soda!" Chad
jokes.

"Hey Chad, contragulations on the baby!"

Marco excused himself as Kevin Spangler, fruit and
veggie man entered.

"Thanks."

"I brough you a box of apples."

"How sweet of you."

"Tell you the truth, I didn't know what else you
needed. Michael sends his love and says we'll
fine-tune our gift-giving once you get settled."

"It's the thought that counts," Chad accepts the box
of apples, with a blue bow atop. "So, you and Michael
are hitting it off, huh?"

"Yeah, thanks to you."

"Me?"

"You and Zach, actually. If it wasn't for Zach funding
my fruit and vegetables distributing, I wouldn't know
what I would have done."

"Um, worked for Birdy?"

"That still could be a possibility in the evenings."

"Oh?" Chad questions Kevin, "How's that go?"

"Act surprised when Michael mentions it to you, but
he's buying out the furniture store next to him."

"Wyman's, folding?"

"Not really. They suffered some damage, but are moving
down the street. Michael will be expanding Birdy's
cafe, adding the restaurant."

"Nice. I'll have to congratulate him."

"Don't you say a word!"

"Oh, that's right. It'll be a secret til he mentions
it!"

However, later on, when Chad crossed the street for a
cup of coffee, his mind was on `bakery, deli,
Mike-the-dairyman, cash register problems and some
flooring coming up. The first thing out of his mouth,
when Michael asked him what he'll have for lunch, Chad
says, "Congratulations on the expansion!"

"Thanks."

A pause ensued, making Chad recall certain facts about
Kevin Spangler.

"I guess you're surprised I know, eh Michael?"

"Oh no. I know Kevin has a big trap!"

Seeing Michael laugh along with him, Chad could tell
he wasn't angered, taking it in stride.

"By the way, congratulations on your new addition."

"I can't imagination where you got your information?"
Chad interrogates him.

"Now let me see," Michael leans on the counter,
racking his brains, "Christian heard it from Justin,
who heard it from Max, who was shopping and heard it
from Marco."

"I knew telling Marco, it was a mistake. Now the whole
world knows!"

"Oh what's the big deal. Important things is people
are happy for you. Now, weren't you hoping to adopt a
boy or girl of your own?"

Originally it was the Miller boys, sons of the
Senator. After his death, long lost relatives of the
deceased mother had been found. Chad answers, "We were
very disappointed when the Miller deal fell through."

"And down the road I'm sure there will be other kids,
wanting to have good parents like you and Matty."

"It scares me a little, Michael."

"Parenthood, while you are in your early twenties can
be. But, like any kid all you need to remember is to
surround them with your love."

"Jeremy is a really nice kid, from what we know so
far. Matty is spending the day with him."

"That's nice. He should pay a visit to your siblings'
house. Use the pool."

"Exactly where I left him."

"So, what's your worries?"

"I don't have any currently. All the kids were glad to
have a new pal."

"If Kevin sticks around, maybe we'll get one of our
own!"

"Good. You forgive him already."

"Oh that. Hey, my good news is his too."

"Getting attached are we, Michael?"

Looking around, Michael wanted to make sure nobody was
in earshot of his dirty remark. He came out with,
"Last coupla nights we've been rightly attached, if ya
know what I mean!"

Chad giggled. He wanted to say something, but two
women came in and sat next to him. As Michael Byrd
waited on them, Chad began to daydream. He wondered
what it was like to be a spectator in Michael's and
Kevin's bed. Watching the two stripped down, entwining
their bodies, getting `rightly attached'.

"So, what'll you have?"

Same time as ordering his grilled cheese sandwich and
coke, Chad had to make a concealed check of his
briefs. The pangs of an erection were their, tingling,
but it hadn't taken any form, remaining in a deflated
stage of development. He breathed out, in relief.
"Whew!"

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Copyright 2007 T. Chase McPhee
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