Date: Sat, 23 Dec 2006 13:22:48 -0800 (PST)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons  Chapter Twenty-Nine

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: New Horizons


"Mom?  It's Daniel."  .

"Daniel, it's good to hear from you.  How are you, dear?"

"I'm fine, Mom, just a little tired from spending so much time at the
Orlando Hospital with Sean.  Nothing a little sleep won't cure.  Sorry I
didn't call last night but it was a little late by the time I was free.
How are you?  Paul said you had some good news."

"Yes, dear, I hope it's good news for you.  Remember, I said I was active
with a number of the political groups and women's associations over here?
Well, we've arranged for you to make a speaking tour in about one month.
You'd begin in Miami and work up the coast over a five day period.  The
last appearance would be a debate between you and David Arnold in West
Palm."

"Mom, who is this David Arnold?"  Daniel asked curiously.

"Dear, he's a local politico that fancies running for state office.  Some
believe he actually has his eyes set on national office.  Any way, he
issued the challenge when he heard we were arranging appearances for New
Horizons.  He's strictly pro-business, and therefore pro-slavery in so far
as it generates cash for businesses, no matter the age of the victim.
Daniel, he's got a reputation of being very ruthless.  I told them I would
pass the challenge on, but only you could accept."  Linda said this with a
sound of deep concern in her voice.

"Mom, did you watch the broadcasts from Orlando regarding Sean and the rest
of the boys?"

"Yes, Daniel, I saw most of them.  I understand you rescued some more boys
from the streets, one young boy had been brutally raped.  Daniel, I don't
understand where you're going with this."  Linda responded uncertainly.

"That station is one of our sponsors.  They have sister stations all over
the state.  I'm going to call them and talk to them about broadcasting the
debate.  Tell David Arnold I accept the challenge.  I will debate him in
front of a live television audience.  I'm going to try and convince the
station to broadcast the debate statewide."

"Daniel, do you think that's wise?  This man is ruthless.  He'll do and say
anything to get press and the spotlight," his mother cautioned.

"Mom, that's his weak point.  The only reason he wants to debate me is
because we are beginning to stir up some political support.  He wants to
jump onto what he thinks is a political bandwagon for business people who
oppose us.  If we come in properly prepared, I'll take care of myself."

"Okay, dear, I'm sure you know what you're doing.  Daniel, I know your Dad
has political contacts; use them to learn what you can," advised a
concerned mother.

"I will, Mom.  And, Mom, thanks."

"You're welcome, dear.  Stay in touch and take care.  Love you, Daniel."

"Love you, too, Mom."

After speaking with his mother, Daniel asked Paul to let everyone know
there would be a staff meeting in his office at ten.  The objective was to
catch up on what was happening while they were gone.  Paul was also asked
to find out where all the new boys were.  Daniel wanted the opportunity to
sit with them as a group and be sure things were going well for them.

"Paul," Daniel asked," don't we have the ability to make certificates on
these computers?"  Paul nodded. "How about seeing if you can make me a
certificate with this on it."  Daniel handed a sketch with writing to Paul.
Paul looked at Daniel and laughed.

***

The staff assembled in Daniel's office at ten, as requested.  Daniel
informed the group that this meeting was just to make sure everyone had the
same information and knew the plans for the next few weeks.  Before the
meeting started Daniel told everyone he had a special certificate of
recognition for unknown talents to hand out.  All the men looked at one
another, puzzled.  No one had ever heard of such a certificate.

Daniel began by espousing the merits of this individual and how he was
always willing to help a friend in need and apply his hidden talents,
whether he really had any or not.  At the end Daniel handed Jeff an
envelope.  Jeff removed a Certificate of Recognition with his name on it
for his hidden and heretofore unknown talent as an amateur barber.  All the
men enjoyed razzing Jeff about the haircuts he gave the new boys.  Daniel
defended Jeff by letting everyone know not one boy complained about his
haircut.  Then it was time to get serious.

"Fellas, there's three or four main items we need to discuss.  First, the
new boys.  How are they adapting; have they seen a counselor; what about
testing for school?"

"Daniel, slow down," Paul interjected, "we just got back.  I made
arrangements for their testing for next Tuesday.  The counselor hasn't been
called, but the priests will be here tomorrow.  Their medical tests came in
day before yesterday; they're all fine.  I haven't spent enough time with
them to determine how they are adapting."

"I have," said Jeff, "they're doing pretty good.  I think they were a
little overwhelmed when they first got here.  The rest of the boys have
been here long enough that they've adjusted and are beginning to be kids
again.  The new boys are working their way around to it.  One kid, Thad,
he's a computer genius.  He likes to write programs for fun.  Can you
imagine that?  I have trouble getting the thing to print for me.  All of
'em seem to make friends easily.  Of course, we really don't know about
Brad and Jimmy yet."

"Okay," Daniel responded, "I'm planning on having a little talk with them
when we finish here anyway.  I'll let them know the restrictions are off
and see if they have any special issues.  We better make a blanket
announcement about the priest coming tomorrow."

"The priests coming brings up another issue.  We have the one guest room
the priests use.  We may need more than that.  Rick, can we empty the
storage rooms in the dorms and store that stuff somewhere else?  We have
volunteers coming to help build the boys' basketball court and a baseball
field.  We may need to put up eight or ten people."

"That won't be a problem Daniel," Rick answered, "we can convert the
priests' room with bunk beds, same in the store room of each dorm.  Who are
the volunteers?"

"The police."  Everyone was shocked by Daniel's answer and thought he was
kidding.  "I'm not joking.  The police volunteered to come down here and
help construct the basketball court, and I mean a full court, not a half
court, and the baseball diamond.  When the boys find out who the volunteers
are, this should get real interesting.  It should also be interesting to
see how the police react to having ninety-five naked boys running around
while they try to work."

Everyone thought about what Daniel said and had a laugh.  Daniel was right
though; it would be interesting to see how secure the boys were with
themselves when the police arrived.  Being sensitive to the boys' situation
and given the work they are coming to do, they wouldn't be in uniform or
official vehicles, but somehow, the boys seemed to have a built-in radar
when it came to the police.

"Next item," Daniel continued, "the hospital would like us to come back and
visit the people in their assisted living facility.  Since they are now one
of our sponsors we should work with them as much as we can.  Sean will need
to go back for follow-ups so we'll try to make our visits coincide with
that.  Also, maybe we should consider cutting the number of cherubs to the
number we can transport in our own vehicles.  We don't want to abuse our
transportation sponsor's generosity.  If any one sees any issues popping up
around the visits speak up and we'll address them."

"Rick, any idea how to store and care for the toys we just brought in?"

Rick though a moment and then offered a suggestion.  "Let's use one of the
rooms on the ground floor of the administration building.  They're large
enough to hold everything, particularly if we break out some of the metal
shelves and install them.  We can inventory the equipment and when one of
the boys wants a skateboard or whatever, he simply comes in here to check
it out."

"What's the guestimate before being functional?" Daniel asked. "The boys
took most of the equipment into the dorms last night."

"We should be able to re-prioritize our projects and get on it today,"
replied Rick.  "If I get two or three of the older boys on it we may be
functional later today."

"Okay, next issue.  In about a month we will begin a speaking tour along
the southeast coast.  Beginning in Miami and working up to West Palm.  The
audiences will be a mix of political groups and social organizations,"
Daniel informed the group.  "The last stop in West Palm, is a debate.  A
challenge has been issued by a David Arnold.  I understand he's a young up
and coming politico trying to make a name for himself.  I don't plan on
letting him make a name at our expense.  Paul will be researching this
David Arnold and could use a little help.  Also, we'll need the latest
figures on enslavement of minors, defaults, bankruptcies, judgments and
seizure of assets.  The usual data for a debate.  We've also been asked to
bring the cherubs.  Can anyone think of anything else?"

"Daniel, there is a potential issue with some of the cherubs." Said Mark.
"A number of the boys will be having birthdays this summer.  We have
several level two's moving to three, and three's moving to four.  Different
responsibilities.  What do we do?"

Daniel sat and looked at Mark, dumbfounded.  He knew this would happen
eventually, but never gave the issue much thought.  "You know," Daniel
spoke quietly and appeared to be despondent, "I knew this issue would come
one day, sooner or later.  I had hoped it would be later, much later.  How
do you walk up to one of them and in one breath wish them a happy birthday
and in the next breath tell them it's time to learn how to have oral sex?
Worse, tell one turning fourteen he has to learn to sacrifice the last bit
of his innocence?"

"Post a notice that we need to meet with all level four boys after lunch,
say around 1:30.  Mark, in the interim, how about talking to Kevin and a
couple of the other boys and see if they've been hearing anything."

"If we don't have anything else to go over I think I'll locate the new boys
and then spend a little time with the other boys.  It's been a while since
we've communicated.  Oh, sorry, one other item, anyone know where Sean is
this morning?"

"He was at breakfast."  Jeff responded, "Then, he was supposed to head to
the computer room and start catching up on his school assignments.  I don't
think he was overly thrilled."

Daniel walked out of his office, followed by Michael.  Mikey was sitting in
the waiting area.  "Mikey, why are you sitting in here?"

Mikey didn't see the men come in the room and was startled.  "Uhhh,
Mr. Dan'l, you said I had to find Dr. Mike first thing today.  They told me
he was here."  The boy spoke as he looked around Daniel and saw Michael.
"I'm supposed to get my bandage checked."  Mikey then looked to
Michael. "Dr Mike, think I could, maybe, not have to wear a bandage.  It
kinda sticks out, ya know?"

"What do you mean by sticks out?" Michael asked.

"Well, nobody else got one, and where it is everybody wants to know what
happened.  Plus, it makes it kinda hard for me to do what I need to do
without gettin' it messed up, know what I mean?"  Mikey asked tentatively.

"You mean it interferes when you need to sit on the toilet?"

"Yes, sir, and I can't take a shower without it getting' all wet," Mikey
responded.

"Tell you what, why don't you just lay across my lap and let me take a
look.  Let's see what we can do."  Mikey climbed up on Michael's lap and
wasn't the least hesitant to bend over and expose himself to everyone, as
long as he could get rid of the bandage.

Michael lifted the edge of the bandage and pulled it away from the boy to
see how well he was healing.  "Mikey, does it hurt or sting when you walk?"

"Uh-uh."

"How about when you go to the bathroom?"

"Uh-uh; then neither."

"Okay," said Michael, "let's you and me walk over to the infirmary and get
some ointment.  Then I'll see if I can find a lot smaller bandage for you."

"Uhhh^Å..Dr. Mike, well, you s'pose that maybe I could take a shower before
you put a bandage back on there?  Jimmy says I stink and need a real bath."

"Jimmy says you stink. Well, we can't have that can we?  Let's walk over,
there's a shower in the infirmary and you can use that.  I have some
special soap I want you to use, then we'll get you set up to go out and
play some, how's that?  Before you play though I think we may need to find
some sunscreen for that pale butt of yours."

Daniel stood by, watching Michael work with the boy.  Daniel knew Michael
had a lot of patience, but the way he had the kid working with him was
interesting.  Before it was over all three were getting a good laugh out of
what was happening.

Michael handled Mikey, while Daniel headed out to survey his charges.  He
looked around and marveled at ninety-five boys.  They knew what they should
be doing and appeared to handle their responsibilities well.  They had come
a long way since that first day when they were so suspicious.

Daniel found Sean in the computer room.  "Sean?  How are you feeling this
morning, son?"  Daniel knew Sean would not have his full strength back but
was concerned with how tired Sean appeared to be.

"Hi, Mr. Dan'l," Sean answered with a weak smile. "I'm okay, just a little
tired.  Mr.  Dan'l nobody told me that layin' in the hospital could be so
tiring.  It makes it kinda hard to get my assignments done."

"Sean," Daniel said with concern, "why don't you and I find Dr. Mike.  I
bet he would suggest you study a little and rest a lot right now."

"But Mr. Dan'l, I'm tired of bein' cooped up.  I wanna do this so I can go
out some."  Sean's tone said he was pleading for relief from his restricted
movement.

"Sean, you don't have to do this so you can go out.  We understand it's no
fun having to stay in all the time," Daniel sympathized with the boy.  "So
long as Dr. Mike doesn't object I don't see any reason for you to have to
stay inside. You can sit and visit with your friends, but you can only walk
a little and when you start feeling tired, you lie down and rest.  Promise
me that and I won't even insist on the wheelchair.  Agreed?"

"YES, SIR."  Answered a very happy Sean.  "No problem, Mr. Dan'l.  Can I
start now?"

Daniel put a hand around the young boy's shoulder and walked him to the
infirmary.  Daniel guessed Michael may still be with Mikey.  After Michael
repeated the conditions Daniel recited, with special emphasis of no running
under the threat of being chained into the wheelchair, Sean left to see his
friends.

"Daniel, I wish every patient I had left smiling like that," Michael
commented before he turned his attention back to Mikey.  Soon, Mikey was
smiling and off to join his friends with a new, and much smaller, bandage.

***

Mark met Daniel and advised him that a number of the younger boys had said
something about learning how to give head and let themselves be fucked.
The boys felt they needed to do those things to help carry their weight.
Daniel and the level four boys, joined by Brad, Timmy and Thad, met at
1:30.  Daniel thought most of the morning about what he needed to say to
the boys.  He knew what he needed to say, but had difficulty deciding how
to say it.  He knew he needed to address the new boys and affirm they
understood exactly what was expected of the boys in level four.

"Fellas, we called this meeting for a very serious matter.  I'm asking now
that you conduct yourselves in a mature manner.  I'm sure everyone in here
knows who every one else is, but just to be sure I'm going to introduce the
three new boys.  Timmy and Thad have been here a couple of weeks and I'm
sure have gotten to know most of you.  The third boy is Brad, Sean's
brother.  If you don't know Brad, I'd be willing to bet you know about him.
Now, for the sake of the three new boys I want to be sure they know and
understand the cherub rules the same as the rest of you.  Then, we'll
address the real reason for this meeting."

"Brad, I know that you've seen some of these other guys as cherubs, I don't
know if Thad and Timmy have seen them or understand what it's about.  In a
nut shell we take some of the boys with us to visit with the audience.  The
group is known as the New Horizon Cherubs.  Under our agreement with the
state there's a tradition we are obligated to recognize.  An adult may call
on one or more of you for pleasure.  We have modified that tradition so it
can happen only within specific guidelines and some supervision.  The
guidelines are designed to protect you boys."

"Cherubs are divided into four groups.  The youngest, ages five, six and
seven, comprise group one.  A person may hold or talk to one of them.
Group two are the eight, nine and ten year olds.  A person may, hold, talk
and fondle one of them.  Group three are the eleven, twelve and thirteen
year olds.  A person may request oral sex from one of them.  The rest of
you are group four.  A person may request oral or anal sex from one of you.
Guidelines require the sexual act be done in private with someone standing
guard outside the door which must remain unlocked.  You wear a hidden alarm
that you sound should some one attempt to become abusive."

"Brad, Timmy, and Thad, understand that being a cherub is strictly
voluntary.  No one is required to be a cherub and submit to any of these
actions.  When we go out we take only a few of the boys and try to work
them on a rotating basis so any exposure is limited.  Do you three have any
questions?"

Brad looked at Daniel.  "Mr. Dan'l, can I ask about Sean.  I mean, I never
let him get involved before.  Does he give head now?"

"Brad," answered Daniel, "I can't say with complete certainty that he
doesn't.  I can tell you that as a cherub he doesn't.  He's been restricted
on what he can do because of his health.  That will continue until we have
a full clearance from his doctors.  After that, ^Åwell, that's part of the
reason we're all here now."

"The records show that we have four boys who will move, in age, from level
three to level four.  The rumor mill has it that at least two of them want
to learn how to take it up the butt.  There's two boys turning eleven; they
want to learn to suck.  I knew that this issue would come up at some point.
I thought I'd know how to handle the situation when it did; I don't, and I
need your suggestions on what to do.  Right now I have trouble approaching
these boys and telling them they have to go to class and learn how not to
gag or how to lay on their back for someone.  Remember what I said when
this meeting first started."

Daniel looked at the boys and knew several of them were stifling laughs or
smart remarks.  They wanted to volunteer to be the teachers.  What else
should he expect from teenage boys in a constant state of horniness?
However, all of them wee trying to be mature and not get Daniel upset.
This was a serious matter, but then again ^Å^Å Daniel watched the boys and
knew he needed to get things out in the open.

"Okay, guys.  I give up," Daniel began. "Who wants to volunteer to teach
'em?"  Six of the boys timidly raised their hands.  Daniel knew most of the
others wanted to volunteer but a sixth sense warned them this might be a
set-up.  They were smart to just sit there.  "The six of you that raised
your hands, you get to be the assistants.  To be fair to everyone, we'll
hold at least six classes, more if required.  Those of you who didn't raise
your hands, you will also be assistants.  That okay with everyone?"

"Yeah, Mr. Dan'l," more than one of the boys responded. "We can handle
that.  This oughtta be good.  Whadda we do?"

"Well, maybe it would be easier to show you," Daniel explained.  "Joey, I
believe you were one of the six to raise his hand.  Brad, I don't think you
raised your hand so why don't you join us?"  The two boys stood beside
Daniel.  Then Daniel had Joey sit on the end of the table; two other boys
sat on the other end so the table didn't flip over.  Daniel then explained
the lesson.  "First, I will explain to the boys why they are in the class
and what they should learn.  I will also explain to them the different
positions that are customarily used.  Joey, this is where you begin to
assist.  Lay on your back with your legs up like they're in a stirrup."
Daniel paused while Joey took the position, which he did only after giving
Daniel a look of uncertainty.

When Joey was in position, Daniel again turned to the group.  "The boys
will then hear an explanation of how your butt plugs work and the
importance of proper lubrication.  Of course, we all know that with younger
boys you sometimes have to show them what it is they don't want to have
happen.  Brad, this is where you begin to assist.  The boys will hear me
tell them they don't want to get penetrated while they are dry.  Brad,
would you demonstrate, with Joey, the effects of dry penetration, please?"

"SHIT NO!"  Joey exclaimed, "you ain't dry fuckin' me!"  Joey leapt off the
table and was out of reach before he finished his exclamation.  Daniel and
the rest of the boys had a good laugh at a shocked Joey.

While the boys laughed, Daniel motioned for Brad to sit down, and then for
Joey to take his seat.  "Now, would anyone else like to volunteer to teach
these younger boys?"  Daniel stood trying to regain his composure while
letting the boys have their laughs at Joey's expense.

"Mr. Daniel," Brian stood to speak, "why do they need to learn right now?
John, my nine year old brother, can do it but if I could, I'd turn time
back and try to keep him from learnin', at least for a while."

"Same here," agreed Brad, "I don't know what Sean's learned since we were
separated, but I worked to keep him from havin' to go on those streets.
That's one reason I'm glad he's here.  He's already said he wants to be
able to contribute like the rest, and I know one day I'll have to accept
that, but not now."

"Mr. Dan'l," Kevin stood, "there's, I know, twenty-two of us here
experienced at this and we volunteered.  Isn't that enough?  I don't know
if Timmy and Thad are experienced, but from what Sean told me Brad is.
Aren't we enough for now?  The other boys are going to learn, but I'd like
for Ben to learn when he's ready, not 'cause he thinks he needs to or has
to.  When he does learn, let it be from somebody in his age group that he
feels he can trust.  Let them learn together like most boys do."

"Boys, slow down," Daniel needed to settle the boys down before things got
too emotional.  "I understand what you're saying and agree with you.  I was
hoping you'd feel like this.  It's a decision each boy must make for
himself and not something decided for you.  At some point the boys will
begin experimenting, if they haven't already.  Mentors, I'm hoping you have
a close relationship with your charges and will be able to speak with them
when the time comes.  If you need support, that's why the staff is here."

"I'll be having a similar discussion with the level three boys.  There are
two or three ten year olds, Ben included, entering that group.  I'm sue
they will feel the same as you.  And, boys, thank you for not letting me or
your charges down."

***

Daniel, Michael, Jeff and fourteen boys arrived at Orlando Hospital.  Two
weeks had passed since Sean left the hospital and he was scheduled for
tests and evaluation of his progress towards returning to a normal and
active boy.  Michael took Sean to the cardio center for his evaluations.
Daniel and Jeff took the remaining boys to the assisted living center to
help serve lunch and visit with the residents.  Clinton Thorpe was advised
of their arrival and met them there.

"Daniel," Clinton began, "Welcome, and thank you for bringing the boys.
Ever since we announced you may be here for a visit the seniors haven't let
us rest wanting to know when and why so long.  Actually, I told them I
would speak with you today and try to arrange a regular visit if we could,
maybe monthly?"

"Clint," Daniel responded, "it would be our pleasure.  You and the hospital
have been very generous with us, and the boys always enjoy a little parent
or grandparent type of attention.  It's the least we could do.  If it'll
help I'll tell the people myself that we hope they will allow us to come
and visit about the middle of each month."

"Daniel, do you have two boys, a TJ and Evan, with you?" Clint asked.

"Yeah, we do." Daniel answered with a tone of curiosity.  "Did they do
something?"

"Well, yes, " said Clint, "they did, but it was good.  We have one patient
here that's been rather difficult since he got here.  That is, until your
last visit.  Since then, he's been so good he has us worried.  He tells
everyone to call him Grandpa Smith.  I spoke with him and he just began to
rave about those two boys and how he couldn't wait to see them again.  Said
they reminded him of himself when he was their age.  He wouldn't elaborate,
but he wouldn't stop praising them either.  Tell them I said whatever they
did for the gentleman, we all appreciate it and keep doing it."

"They're here today," Daniel said.  "I asked them why they were in the room
with the gentleman so long and they said they gave their word to him that
what was said or done in there stayed there.  I told them I'd respect the
fact they gave their word.  I was curious before; now I'm really curious."
Daniel saw the groups were sitting at their tables.  "Guess we better get
started."

Jeff read the statement required by the agreement with the state.  When he
finished he looked over to Danny and nodded.

"Hi, I'm Danny 02780.  These are my friends here to visit you."

Daniel smiled.  Danny got the first part correct this time, but changed the
rest.  Daniel doubted he would ever hear Danny say the introduction the
same way twice regardless of how many times the boy said it.  Daniel
reached out and Danny jumped into is arms.  The two toured the room
speaking with the people.

Kyle's 'Granny' again had him in her lap.  Her hand again managed to work
its way under his flap to caress the boy's bare butt.  Kyle looked as
though he was both enjoying the attention and scared to death, all at the
same time.  Kyle didn't need to be here, he was here on the last visit.
But wherever TJ went, Kyle wanted to go also.

TJ and Evan asked specifically to be included because of 'Grandpa Smith'
and a promise they made to him.  Grandpa would come in on the second
sitting.  TJ was sitting at one table helping feed an elderly lady who
appeared to suffer from an advanced case of Parkinson's.  TJ was saying
something to her and she placed a hand on his arm.  Whatever he said made
her smile.

Evan sat at another table.  He was helping an elderly man who appeared to
have some form of paralysis on his right side.  A nurse stood by
supervising Evan's assisting the man.  Daniel smiled as he watched the
nurse speak to Evan and then place an arm around his shoulder to give him a
hug.  These boys knew how to make the residents smile and give them a good
memories.

After the first sitting the boys freshened up and prepared for the second
group.  The first sitting had gone without incident, just the way Daniel
liked.  Again, Jeff read the statement required by the agreement with the
state and then signaled Danny.

"Hi, I'm Danny 02780.  Me and my friends are here for you."

Daniel only laughed; Danny hadn't let him down.  Again, Daniel opened his
arms and the boy jumped up.  Neither ate during the first round so they ate
something during this sitting.  Daniel looked around and spotted 'Grandpa
Smith' just as Evan signaled Jeff to escort and TJ out.  What was going on
here?

***

"Boys, we got us a chaperone outside the door again?" Grandpa asked.

"Yes, sir," TJ answered.  "That's the rule.  If he's not there Mr. Dan'l'd
be bustin' through that door to get us."

"Those collars you two are wearin'; what's up with them?"

"These are alarms," TJ continued. "If somebody tries to hurt us we just
squeeze the collar and an alarm goes off that Jeff can hear outside the
door.  If he hears it, he busts in.  It also sets off a signal somewhere
else so more help comes.  If somebody tries to take it off, the alarm goes
off."

"Sounds like this Mr. Daniel tries to do everything he can to protect you
boys.  That's good.  I'm glad to see somebody's lookin' out for you, all of
you."

"Yes, sir," Evan responded.  "Uhhh, Grandpa?  Me and TJ, well, we been
thinkin' that maybe if you wanted us to stick you like last time, maybe we
could trade places this time?"

Grandpa smiled as Evan asked his question and moved over to the boys.  He
smiled at both then pulled the slip knot on their thongs.  In a moment,
both boys were naked.  Grandpa stepped back and admired the boys as he
undressed.

"You know, I've always thought nature created the perfect masterpiece when
she created the boy. You both are just absolutely beautiful.  I could stand
here all afternoon and admire you.  Of course, I enjoy you even more when I
can touch you."

With the last statement both boys stepped over to Grandpa and helped him
finish stripping.  When he was naked, each boy placed a hand on the old
gentleman's shoulder and smiled as he fondled their balls.  The boys looked
at each other and then bent around and tongued the old man's ears.  They
could feel him shiver as their tongues dug deep into the canal.  When he
began to moan, their hands slid off the shoulder and found his nips.  The
boys' stimulations brought even louder moans from the man.  While he
enjoyed the stimulations, the boys slowly guided their 'grandpa' to the
bed.

"Boys, you really know how to make an old man feel good.  I'm glad you two
aren't here every day, my balls would be dried up and my heart would flat
give out.  But I'd die with a smile."

"Grandpa, we have a treat for you.  We know you like to get pig stuck so
that's what we'll do.  This time Evan will be in back.  I get the oral
treat this time.  While you do us like that, I'm gonna give you the best
blow job I know how.  You and me are gonna show Evan what a real
'sixty-nine' is.  Evan and me are gonna time things so all three of us
shoot together.  Can you handle it?"

"Boys, if I can't, it's like I said before, I'll die with a smile."

The three lay on the bed with grandpa on his right side.  Evan lay behind
him and spooned in as close as he could.  TJ sat on the bed next to
Grandpa's head.

"Evan, you stick that nice young cock in me, just the head.  I'll show you
what a well trained ass can do."

Evan smiled listening to the old man boast.  The smile of amusement soon
turned into admiration as he felt the man flex his ass muscles and slowly
pull Evan in.  Evan could feel the muscles tighten and flex in a rhythm
that pulled him in.  Never had Evan felt anything so fantastic.  He moaned
his pleasure in Grandpa's ear.

Grandpa then turned his attention to TJ.  He showed TJ where to lie.  Just
before taking TJ in his mouth, he instructed Evan to begin a nice, slow in
and out motion.  He then worked his tongue and lips around TJ's tool and
made it feel like a hundred ants were marching up and down.  To avoid
crying out in ecstasy TJ had to stuff his mouth with experienced meat.

The three then settled into a long session of mutual pleasuring that ended
with three simultaneous climaxes.

***

Daniel paced in the dining hall.  All residents had returned to their
rooms, but TJ and Evan had not come out.  When Daniel approached the door,
Jeff told him the boys had said they would be a while and shouldn't be
disturbed unless they called for help.  Daniel continued to pace and was
concerned that he couldn't hear any noises coming from the other side of
the door.

Michael walked in with Sean, both were smiling.  "Sean, you're smiling like
a Cheshire cat.  Good news?"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Dan'l.  The doctor said I could be more active now."

"Limited activity." Michael interjected. "The doctor said it would be good
for you to use the pool for light swimming, walk around the grounds, and
use the stairs.  All exercises intended to help strengthen the heart
muscle.  But, no running or other heavy physical exertions.  He has an
appointment to come back in a month for re-evaluation."

"Well, at least I'm not havin' to just sit and watch all the time."

The boys walked out with Grandpa Smith.  They stood by the door and spoke
for a moment, when Grandpa spotted Daniel and approached him.
"Mr. Thompson, people around here call me Grandpa Smith.  I understand your
concern and desire to protect the boys.  TJ and Evan told me you asked
about our meeting, but you also honored the fact that they gave their word
that what was said or done in the room stayed in that room.  I wanted to
thank you for that and tell you myself that I would never consider harming
these boys.  They make me feel young again.  At least as young as an old
man my age can feel.  They are an absolute pleasure to be with."

Grandpa didn't wait or give Daniel the opportunity to respond.  He said
what he wanted to say and left.  Daniel watched the distinguished looking
gentleman exit the room.


End Chapter Twenty-Nine


To Be Continued.  Comments welcome; contact Dwight Wilson at
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