Date: Thu, 24 Aug 2000 10:44:31 -0500
From: fsw99 <fsw99@pop.mindspring.com>
Subject: Chapter 16 of One Big Happy Family

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			      Chapter Sixteen

"Look, don't worry about it. My cousins were playing a joke, but we do get
to have a toast because of it, so what is the problem?" Keith asked.

"They saw me giving you a blow job! And you don't understand the problem?"
Phill asked.

"You have to understand how close my cousins and I are. We have been having
sex together since I was 9, Alex was 10, and Mark was 11. They couldn't
care less, except maybe they wished they could join in on the fun."

"You're kidding? The three of you........do things together?"

"Yes. We all love each other very much. What is wrong with that?"

"Nothing, I guess. It just kind of surprised me. I love my two brothers,
but I could never see me doing anything sexual with them."

"Come on, let's finish our bath and get out of the tub before we are
completely wrinkled. We would be much more comfortable in my bed. Maybe,
before you leave for home, the four of us could make love in my bed. It is
huge, you know. Plenty of room for four people."

"No, Keith. I can already tell you, I couldn't do that. I can only make
love to someone I love, and not anyone else."

"Oh, you love me? That is awesome! I was hoping I get you to love me back
someday, but I never dreamed it would be this quick. OK lover, you are the
boss. I won't push you for the four of us to make love together. Maybe you
will change your mind after we are married," Keith said.

"Married?" Phill thought to himself. "Now Keith wants to marry me?" Things
were going so fast right now, Phill could barely keep up with the changes
from day to day. His head was spinning as he finished helping Keith with
his bath.

                                                ***************************

"This stuff costs way too much money to rent. We can't let you spend this
kind of money on us," Paul said.

"Look, I am not giving you anything. I am loaning it to you. Here is the
deal. Half the of any money you and Ed earn with the band goes to pay back
the rental costs. Once we know that we are going to be good enough to start
earning some real money, we will return the rental equipment and I will buy
you your own drums and bass. Then, you have to start paying me back for
that. Once you pay it all back, you start getting paid a full share of the
money," Isaiah explained.

"That sounds like the book keeping could get pretty complicated. Who is
going to keep all the records?" Ed asked.

"Well, everyone gets a vote on this, but I was thinking that we could offer
Matt and Mike a full share of our earnings each for being our band
managers. We will need a car to get all of our equipment moved, and without
them, none of this would be happening anyway. They are both in college, so
I know their math skills have to be better than any of ours, so they could
keep the books," Isaiah.

"That is a great idea. It is fine with me," Robbie said
enthusiastically. This way, Robbie knew he would get to see them a lot more
than he was now, and he liked them a lot.

"Me too," Ed said.

"So, we have to practice, play the concert, and they get paid as much as we
do?" Paul asked.

"Paul!" Ed said sternly.

"OK, OK, I don't care. That is fine with me, too. I don't really care about
the money anyway. I just want to get to play again," Paul admitted.

"Look guys, we don't want to take your money," Matt said.

"No, if you are going to be our band managers, you will earn your money, I
guarantee you.  And don't forget about keeping the books," Isaiah said.

"OK, we agree, if that is what you want, but I have to warn you about one
thing," Mike said.

"What is that?" Isaiah asked.

"Well, you haven't seen our math grades. We might have taken more math
courses than you have, but it doesn't mean we are very good at it," Mike
giggled.

All the boys joined him in laughter, but the deal had been made. M&M were
now officially part of the band, Isaiah finished negotiating the rental
deal with the owner, and the boys soon were busily packing all the
equipment into the trunk of their car. It took two trips to haul it all
over to Stan's house, but it was finally set up and ready for their first
practice. It was a good thing the car was so big, or they might still be
going back and forth.

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"Easy. Just sit down on the bed, and let me ease you back so you can lay
down. Let me do the work, not you," Phill said.

"You are taking such good care of me. What did I ever do to make you love
me so much?" Keith asked.

"I don't know. You are a pain in the arse at times," Phill kidded.

"Oh I am, are I? I couldn't possibly be, or you wouldn't love me like you
do."

"Oh, you can be a pain, all right. You have no idea how many times you have
embarrassed me in front of all your relatives. Not to mention the head
nurse at the hospital."

"Hehehe Oh, it hurts to laugh. You should have seen your face when she
found us kissing. I thought you were going to run her over getting out of
the room."

"She did scare the shit out of me. That wasn't very funny. Thanks for your
show of support," Phill, answered, laughing along with Keith.

"I am getting kind of tired. I think I really need to take a nap. Will you
take a nap with me?"

"Sure. That sounds kind of nice. Do you want to put something on, or sleep
like we are?"

"I always sleep naked. I have since I was a little boy. I guess I am not so
little any more, am I?"

Phill smiled at that, as he looked at Keith's body. Of course, he still had
huge bruises all over his body, but Keith's body was very good looking. All
of the swimming and water sports he did had given him a swimmer's figure,
but he had enough muscle in all of the right places. "No, you aren't
exactly a little boy any more, that is for sure," Phill teased, as he got
in bed next to Keith.

They each had drunk two glasses of champagne, and the liquor made both of
them fall asleep quickly. Keith was cuddled up with his arms and legs
wrapped around Phill in a close embrace.  Nothing wrong with that. They
were two young men who were falling in love with each other.  After being
surprised by Alex and Mark when they were in the jacuzzi, they should have
thought to lock the door, though.

When they hadn't heard from either of them in almost an hour, Alex went
looking for them. When he found them in the position they were in, he
couldn't help but call his cousin. When Alex saw them, he couldn't help but
get his camera and take several pictures. Well, not several. He took the
rest of the roll of film in the camera. The flash didn't even make them
stir. Alex started to get another roll, but Mark convinced him that one
roll was enough.

Mark and Alex loved Keith, but the three of them had always played lots of
jokes on each other.  Mark couldn't resist taking all of Phill's clothes
and delivering them to his room, including his boxers. Alex went downstairs
and asked Keith's parents to come up and see how well Keith was
recovering. The mansion was air conditioned, of course, but huge houses
like this are notorious for being a little warm in the summer. Phill had
pulled a sheet over them before they went to sleep, but it had been kicked
down around their knees. Lots of body heat, you understand.

Keith Senior only chuckled, but Keith's Mom was somewhat shocked. Really,
VERY shocked!!!  She turned on her heels, and stormed away.

Phill's life with the Ericsons would be a different experience for him than
what he was used to for the rest of the week. Like he was used to life with
them now!

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The stereo in the basement was really helpful. Robbie would play a song all
the way through, and then the new band would try and play it themselves,
with the music playing. Matt and Mike would listen, and then offer their
opinions. Not criticisms, M&M weren't like that. But, the band members had
asked them to listen and tell them what they thought they were doing wrong.

Really, there wasn't much to criticize. Ed had picked up the bass parts
quickly, and every time they played a song, he got better and better. Paul
was kind of a wild man on the drums at first, wanting to dominate the
songs, but he also settled down after he understood that he was going to
get to play as long as he wanted. Well, not as long as he wanted. He wanted
to play the rest of the day, and all through the night. But, he would get
to play a long time, and that was sure better than anything recently in his
life.

The music they were playing were songs that Stan had grew up listening to,
and still did. He proved to be very helpful in listening and offering his
comments, too. It wasn't like he had much choice is listening. There was
nowhere in the house he could go and still not hear them practicing, so he
willingly also became part of the band, kind of like "Band Dad". Little by
little, the boys learned to trust him, and they all became very close to
him, except for Paul. He always stayed in the background while Stan was
around, like he was afraid something would happen.

                                                ****************************

Alex had a friend who worked at a photo developing store not far from his
grandmother's house, and it didn't take him long to get there. His friend
was running the store by himself that afternoon, and he eagerly agreed to
develop the pictures. He also knew Keith, and was eager to be in on the
joke. Within an hour, Alex was back with 8 ½ by 11 enlargements of the
pictures, all in full color.

Phill and Keith had finally woke up, and Keith had gone into the bathroom
to retrieve his clothes.  "Keith, all of my clothes are gone."

"You are kidding. It must have been Alex and Mark playing another of their
tricks again."

"Oh, no, then they saw us asleep together."

"So what? You worry too much. They won't tell anyone. Come back to bed."

"No, I want to get dressed. What if your parents come in here to check on
you? I would die of embarrassment if they saw me like this."

"Well, just put on some of my clothes. We are about the same size."

"OK, I will put on what you were wearing and go to my room and change into
my own clothes. It won't take but a few minutes."

Phill dressed hurriedly, and almost ran for his room. He passed Alex and
Mark in the hall before he reached his doorway.

"Hi, Phill. Isn't that the outfit Keith had on this morning?" Alex kidded.

"I am going to kill you guys for this," Phill said.

"Who, us? What did we do except to bring you a nice glass of champagne? Out
feelings are hurt, do you know that? And after we went out of our way to
get you a surprise," Alex said, showing him the envelope.

"Surprise, what surprise?"

"Just come into Keith's room and we will show both of you at the same
time."

"Give me a minute, will you? Someone happened to take all of my clothes out
of Keith's room, like you didn't already know."

"Oh, that must have been the maid. We would never do something nasty like
that," Alex said, as he and Mark burst into laughter.

Some things are kind of universal from country to country. They mean the
same no matter where you are. Phill shot them a bird, and stormed into his
room. The bird is one of those things.

                                                ****************************

"Guys, you are really getting good, but if you are going to continue to
play songs like these, you really have to find another lead guitarist,"
Stan said.

"We know, and we have been asking around. No one we have talked to is good
enough to join our band. We aren't going to add someone that can't
contribute. We have to keep practicing, and keep looking. What else can we
do?" Robbie answered.

"I know you are right, but you are sounding so good, I guess I was anxious
to hear you in your first concert. Well, I have to go back up and go to
work. The ear plugs I bought are definitely helping me concentrate. I was
beginning to think I might have live off of what you guys made with your
band. I think the new book is beginning to flow again. Bye, guys," Stan
said.

It was frustrating. The boys had steadily improved. There really weren't
many opportunities to play in front of a crowd before school started
anyway, so they had plenty of time. Maybe they would find a new guitarist
once they went back to school. Maybe one would just move in next door.

                                                ***************************

"OK, what is the big surprise?" Phill asked.

"Well, we wanted to give you something to remember each other by," Alex
kidded.

"You don't seem to understand. I will find Phill no matter where he lives
in the United States.  Now that we have found each other, I am not going to
let him go. I don't even know where you are going to be living, Phill,"
Keith said.

"It is called Oxnard. I have never been there, and all I know is it is
about 40 or 50 miles west of Los Angeles," Phill answered.

Keith's eyes lit up. "You are kidding? We all live in Beverly Hills, so it
will be an easy drive to come and see you. I thought I would have to
fly. That is tremendous news," Keith answered.

"Yeah, that is great. It hasn't been that long since I lost Jason, and I
don't want to lose you, too.  Anyway, what is the surprise your bloody
cousins have for us?" Robbie asked.

"Bloody cousins? Is that a nice thing to say when we spent time and money
to give you some pictures of each other? I am hurt, aren't you Mark?" Alex
said, laughing.

"Yes, I am too. Go ahead and let Keith see the pictures. Then, he can give
them to Phill."

Alex handed the pictures to Keith, and his eyes got really big again. He
quickly looked through the pictures with a small grin on his face. "Phill,
you had better come look at these," he said.

Phill walked over, looked at the first one, and went white. "No one has
seen these, have they?"

"No, just the four of us," Alex said.

"Oh, that is good. I really should kill both of you, you know," Phill
replied.

"Yeah, we didn't have to show them to anyone else. We did kind of mention
to Keith's parents that he seemed to be recovering nicely when we saw you
two, and his parents did come in for a moment, but I wouldn't let that
bother you," Alex said, as he and Mark ran out the door laughing their
heads off.

"You Bastards!!! You will pay for this," Phill screamed after them.

"Calm down, lover. We will get them back, I promise. Don't worry about my
parents, either.  They have known that I am gay for two years. They won't
say a word. Please don't worry."

But Phill did worry. He worried a lot.

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