Date: Tue, 22 Jun 2004 20:37:04 -0500
From: Rhaven <rhaven2002@hotmail.com>
Subject: Path of Angels Chapter Six

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The Path of Angels

By RHAVEN


CHAPTER SIX

"Do you feel like breakfast?" I asked Rudy. My mood was dark; I had
really wanted to spend the afternoon with Sandy in his forest
hideaway. However, I had to remind myself how lucky I was. Sitting
next to me on the bed was the red head, freckled faced Rudy, and to my
left was the naked snoozing Jaron. If Sandy didn't want to spend time
with me, at least these two did.

"I'm kind of hungry." Rudy grinned. I climbed out of bed and stopped,
looking down at the still slumbering Jaron. "Maybe we should wake him
up?"

"I know how to get him up." Rudy laughed and climbed on top of Jaron.
"Jaron. time for class. Jaron. class is about to start!" As he talked
to Jaron, I noticed that Rudy was unconsciously rubbing on Jaron's
erection. "Jaron. Dr. Coyer is coming!"

"I'm up. I'm up!" Jaron mumbled and sat up, gave Rudy a puzzled look
and then saw me.

"Good morning." He said sleepily and smiled. "Hey let go!" Jaron
slapped Rudy's hands off his penis. "I've got to pee, bad!" He pushed
Rudy off him and raced passed me to the bathroom.

"It always works." Rudy said victoriously. "Jaron is always late for
school."

"I bet you have to do that every day." I helped Rudy off the bed and
we walked to the kitchen.

"Normally, it's Sandy that does that. But I've gotten to do it a few
times. it's the only way we can wake him now." Rudy stood by me while
I cracked the eggs into a skillet. I let him scramble the eggs, only
after he swore to me that he had done it before. I watched Rudy from
the corner of my eye as I made toast and bacon. The boy did an
excellent job with the eggs, but fire and boys always made me nervous.



Rudy and I were sitting at the table eating when Jaron finally made
his appearance.

"I'm starved." Jaron said sitting next to Rudy. I got up and fixed him
a plate. Rudy and I watched as Jaron devoured his food. I'd never seen
anyone eat so fast in my life. I worried he would choke, but Jaron
gulped down the last of the bacon and sighed happily.

"That was good." Jaron said licking his lips. "Where is everyone
 else?"

"I saw the twins a little while ago. not sure where Sandy is hiding."
I started to mope again, mentioning Sandy's name reminded me that I
was supposed to be upset.

"Want to go swimming?" Rudy asked, looking to Jaron and then me.

"Sounds okay to me." Jaron said.

"Guys." It was my mother's voice talking and I couldn't do a damn
thing about it. "We just ate; you have to wait at least an hour before
going swimming."

"Oh man." The boys moaned. I knew there was no truth in the eating and
swimming myth, but I had heard it all my life, some things no matter
how foolish, are hereditary.

"What can we do until then?" Rudy asked.

"No reason we can't go to the lake now." I said standing.

The boys agreed and we were off to the lake. I didn't know what time
it was, still early in the morning or maybe afternoon. Time really
wasn't important, not here at Lake Wakonda. The three of us sat down
at the edge of the lake and relaxed.

"Is it true that you're a famous artist?" Rudy asked. I was wondering
then this question would come up.

"Yeah I heard you were a millionaire." Jaron added.

"Well, I'm definitely not a millionaire and as far as being a famous
artist. I'm not sure how renowned I am." I didn't mention the ten
websites dedicated to me, I didn't want them to think I was bragging.
It was tempting, I knew it would impress the boys, but that wasn't how
I wanted to astound them.

"Since we're talking about our lives. tell me about this Promise
House." I asked leaning back propping my head on my arms.

"A shit hole." Jaron said instantly.

"It's not that bad." Rudy corrected. "We were lucky to end up there."

"I guess." Jaron pouted out his lips. "They're going to separate us
once we get back Rudy, you know they will."

"We'll just do the same as we always do. it's worked before." Rudy was
now pouting.

"Hang on; what are you two talking about?"

Rudy leaned on me. "They try to stick us in foster homes. but we."

"We act like maniacs so the foster parents send us back." Jaron
giggled, but his smile disappeared instantly. "No one is going to
split us up. no one!"



I finally understood, a light bulb popping on. The boys; Sandy, Jaron,
Rudy and the twins were a family, the only family they had. I should
have a talk with Dr. Coyer, tell her that the boys shouldn't be split
up, tell her how damaging it would be for them. But who was I? I
couldn't fool myself into thinking the doctor would listen to me.

"Let's go swimming." I said forcing my face into a smile. The boys
cheered and raced me into the water. The cool comforting water erased
our worries and troubles. We wrestled, splashed and swam like crazed
otters. I discovered something important during my swim with the boys.
Shorts were not as good as swimming suits. Several times, I sprung out
of the water, only to discover my shorts clinging to my ankles. I'm
not young any longer and after an hour in the water, my aching body
was reminding me of that fact. I left the boys to play and crashed on
the beach. I lay on the ground, my shorts hanging on, but only barely.
I can feel the sand dig into the crack of my ass. I sit up and watch
Rudy and Jaron play. I didn't hear Sandy walk up on me and almost
screamed when he knelt down next to me.

"I'm sorry about our hiking trip. can we do it tomorrow?" He said
giving me an apologetic smile.

"Of course we can." I said, feeling completely foolish for my dreadful
thoughts that morning. "Don't worry about it."

"Cool. I can't wait." He said grinning. "Hey Rudy!"

Rudy stopped his splashing and wadded his way out of the lake. "Hi
Sandy."

"Can I borrow you for a while?" He said almost nervously.

"I'll see you later Daniel." Sandy stood and took hold of Rudy's hand.

"You're leaving? Can't you stay awhile and swim with us?" I asked
desperately.

"I've got something. something to do. I'm sorry." Sandy tried to keep
his smile. I nodded and then watched Sandy and Rudy climb up the
trail. Jaron flopped down next to me and frowned. "Where are they
going?"

"Didn't say." That feeling of abandonment returned, so did my bad
mood. "What is Sandy doing?" I said more to myself than Jaron.

"Sandy's a heavy thinker. no telling what he's up to." Jaron stood and
started brushing off the sand on his legs.

"You need a bath as bad as I do." I said wiggling my butt, checking to
see if there was still sand there.

"Let's go take one." Jaron said abruptly.

I didn't argue, I followed the boy back to the cabin. We headed
straight to the bathroom. I let Jaron turn on the water, as I pulled
off my damp shorts.

"Remind me to not wear these for swimming anymore." I told him,
holding up the dripping shorts.

"I don't know why you wear anything at all." Jaron laughed. "Come on,
the tubs full and hot."

We stepped into the tub together. It was the first bath I had taken in
years, I was a shower person, had been since I was very young. Lying
there in the tub with Jaron on top of me has converted me; it would be
baths from now. I shampooed Jaron's hair and soaped down his body.
There is something precious in bathing another person. Jaron
surrendered his body to me, letting me lift his arms or legs around to
soap them up. Jaron was like a rag doll in my hands as I bathed him. I
'm almost hesitant to say this, but I felt like a parent. It was a
feeling of completeness, of purpose.

Now the comical part was when Jaron tried to bath me. I must have been
very dirty for Jaron scrubbed every inch of my body. We both
grudgingly dragged ourselves out of the tub and dried off. Place a TV
and refrigerator in the tub and I would have lived there forever with
Jaron.

"Best bath I've ever had." I said walking into the bedroom to find
some new shorts to put on.

"Daniel. wait." Jaron said grabbing the shorts out of my hand. "Couldn
't you just. stay naked for a while?"

"Why?" I laughed. Jaron smiled briefly and handed me the shorts back.

"I just thought it would be nice for us to be naked together." He said
shyly. I've never known a nudist before, it had to be awkward being
the only one in the house naked. It would have been easy for him to
give in and put on clothes, but Jaron was an individual, walking his
own path.

"All right, no clothes for a while. So what do you want to do now?"

"Watch a movie!" Jaron cheered, grabbed my hand and dragged me into
the living room. I sat on the couch as Jaron searched through the
DVDs.

"So what are we watching?" I asked helping Jaron into my lap.

"Lord of the Flies." He announced. "I read the book last year, it's
really good."

"It was a good book." I agreed and then cleared my throat loudly. "How
about we get comfortable here." We lay down across the couch, with
Jaron on top of me; it was reminiscent of sleep last night. I wrapped
my arms around his waist; Jaron raised his arms and looped them behind
my head and snuggled his feet under my calves. I couldn't resist and
had to rub his stomach.

"Do you live in a big house?" Jaron asked quietly.

"A very big house." I said proudly, I loved. use to love my house,
actually it was a renovated three story building. After the tornado,
my view of the home had changed, like everything else in my life. I
shook those bad thoughts from my head and continued talking. "You
would love my bathtub."

"Yeah I bet I would." Jaron said slowly, I felt his chest heave with a
sigh. I patted his stomach, an attempt to comfort him. I knew what he
was thinking, because I was having the same thoughts. Impossible, I
told myself.

"Rudy likes to paint. I think he's really good." Jaron said, his
fingers playing with my hair. I let my hands slid down from his
stomach to his limp penis, flipping it from hand to hand.

"If you're an artist, how come you haven't painted anything while you'
ve been here?" Jaron asked shivering slightly as his penis slowly
hardened.

"Good question." It suddenly hit me, the muses sang to me in the voice
of these wonderful children. I could paint. I needed and wanted to
paint. I was an artist, decreed by God's gift to capture life on
canvas. I squeezed Jaron tight and kissed his neck.

"I love you." I said without care of the power in the words, because
that power consumed me. I kissed his neck again, still holding him,
Jaron patted my arms.

"I love you too." He said giggling. "What made you say that now?"

I released my grip, gaining my composure once again; I relaxed back
into the couch.

"I said that, because I needed to say it." I rolled my eyes at my
answer, I'm sure it confused the boy, as much as it confused me. Jaron
chuckled once at my odd answer and turned his attention back to the
movie. I rested my hands on his chest, running my thumbs over his
perky nipples.

"That boy is cute." Jaron said lazily, pointing at the boy in the
movie named Simon.

"Yes he is." I replied.

"Daniel." Jaron paused.

"Yes?"

"I liked what you were doing with my dick." He said with a wiggle.

"Oh. okay." I quickly moved my hands back to Jaron's penis. Limp once
again, it only took a few strokes from my fingers to arouse him and
arouse me. I had to lift Jaron momentarily to free my erection from
his weight. It now rested nicely across the crack of his butt. I
massaged his erection gently and slowly, my other hand cupping his
delicate testicles.

"There you guys are!" Rudy yelled as he raced into the cabin. I
instantly threw my hands into the air, acting like a child caught with
his hand in the cookie jar.

"Hi Rudy." Jaron said casually. "Um. Daniel. my dick is missing you."

"Just a minute." I said looking behind Rudy. "Is Sandy with you?"

"No, he's off by himself again." Rudy walked over to the couch and
frowned. "Geeze, Jaron, you made Daniel into a nudist too?"

"Did he say if he'd be here sometime tonight? What did he want with
you?" I knew I was asking too many question, but had to know what was
going on with Sandy.

"Not sure if he'll come by tonight. and as for what he wanted. well
that's a secret." Rudy giggled. "So can I watch the movie with you
guys?"

"Only if you get naked. it's naked day." Jaron informed Rudy. I didn't
say a thing, if this was indeed 'naked day' who was I to argue.  Rudy
puckered up his face and looked at us and then the TV.

"Okay, but you better not be pulling my leg." Rudy said, as if we were
only pretending to be naked. I watched as Rudy quickly stripped and
maneuvered himself on top of Jaron and me, his butt resting between
our legs.

"What movie is this?" Rudy asked innocently.

"Lord of the Flies." Jaron said and suddenly pulled his right foot
from under Rudy's legs, to rest in the boy's lap. Rudy eagerly hugged
Jaron's leg as he watched the movie. With my returned courage, I moved
my hands back into position, left hand cupping balls and right
stroking penis. Jaron sighed with relief at the replacement of my
hands.

"What you guys doing?" Edgar and Edwin said as they entered the cabin.
I didn't even bother removing my hands this time.

"Naked day. get undress or go!" Jaron said irately.

"Cool naked day. what's naked day?" Edgar frowned.

"Just get undressed, stupid." Edwin laughed. The twins were out of
their swimming suits in a second.



There I was, in a house full of naked boys, what could be better than
that? Edgar and Edwin sprawled out on the floor, their cute butts
sticking up in the air. I continued to massage Jaron's erection,
picking up speed, feeling my own stiff penis pulse from anticipation.
Jaron's buttocks tightened around my penis as he moaned loudly,
drawing the attention of the rest of the boys. His moans grew and at
last, his penis spat out cum. I rubbed for a few moments more, until
the small amount of cum stopped oozing out.

"That was wonderful." Jaron said happily.

"Why don't you go wash up." I suggested and helped Jaron off me. There
wasn't a lot of cum on his stomach, but Jaron was proud of the
ejaculation, making sure the rest of the boys saw before going to the
bathroom.

"My turn!" Rudy yelled. The twins were already on their feet, before
Rudy moved.

"No way man, it's my turn." Edwin yelled back.

"Your turn. it's my turn." Edgar argued.

"What about me?"

I looked from the arguing boys to see Sandy.

"Sandy, I'm really glad to see you." I was unable to hide my
excitement.

"I'm glad to see you too, Daniel."