Date: Tue, 25 Jan 2005 16:09:32 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill Thomas <hottoppop@yahoo.com>
Subject: Senior Moment, Part 24

After a few moments of afterglow, I looked at my
watch.  I told my boys I had to shower, dress and get
back to Charlie's as there were still things I needed
to do for dinner.   I then said that they need not
hurry but that the had best behave themselves; I
wanted no damage to my place by two "wild Indians."  I
gathered the clothes I needed and left the bedroom.
Mike followed me into the bath and once again asked if
everything was fine.  Smiling, I answered yes, but
once again asked Mike to keep his ass just for me.

"Your the dad, Dad.  Whatever you say,"  and with a
laugh he almost flew back into our bedroom and pounced
on Carl.  I heard Carl's UMmmpf as I climbed into the
shower.   I took one quick look into the bedroom
before I left.  The wrestling match had ended and
perhaps Carl had won.  Carl was riding Mike's cock and
seeing me, he whooped like an Indian.  "He's a good
student, dad.  He's almost as good at wrestling as I
am!" Mike exclaimed.  I just shook my head and thought
about leaving.  It was a marvelous thing to watch.
Both were handsome, and very fit.  Both were tall and
well endowed and their sex was uninhibited.  My
watching seemed to spur them on.  Mike was no longer
shy; he had become a bit of an exhibitionist.  His
hands were tweaking Carl's nipples.  His strong
fingers worked pec flesh.  Carl was fisting his own 8"
cock and pre cum oozed from his piss slit.  Each time
he rose off of Mike's cock, he was able to stop just
before Mike's entire glans became visible.  His
descent was slow and calculated to bring maximum
pressure on his own Prostate.  As the pace increased,
Mike began to thrust up harder and harder into Carl's
ass.  Only Mike's head and heals remained on the bed.
I wondered how Carl managed to stay on top; one would
have to be in prime physical condition and have
fantastic equilibrium to manage that fete.
Occasionally Carl's feet left the mattress and mike
bore Carl's entire weight on his own body.  As climax
came closer, Mike's hands reached for Carl's head and
he pulled his sweat drenched face closer to his own.
Mike's tongue extended and Carl took it between his
full lips and began sucking on it.  Mike's hands
grabbed Carl's waist so that he could control the
action.  As he began to shoot his load, Mike held Carl
still with his cock buried as deep into Carl as it
possibly could be.  Mike's body was arched like a
rainbow and he held himself that way till all of his
juice was inside of Carl.  Feeling Mike's climax, Carl
let his own juice fly.  It landed everywhere.

I was leaking pre-cum.  I went in and changed my
slacks yet again. Before leaving, I warned, "You two
clean up here; change the bed, put all of it in the
washer and be down at Charlie's as quickly as you can
or I'll turn Dave loose on you."

Carl laughed and said, "Pleas Dad, Please."

I was in the kitchen alone when Charlie joined me.  He
asked if I was fine.  I was a bit tense about seeing
him and also concerned about dinner being ready.
"Damn it, Charlie!  Why are you all asking me that.
I'm 60 years old and my whole life has been turned
upside down in just the last 8 weeks.  I know you
probably think I'm being a kid about all this gay sex
thing,  but it's not easy.  You once said the thing
you admired most about me was that I had no pretense
in me and that I was comfortable within my own skin.
Right now, I'm not so comfortable.  I'm working on it;
just stand by me. I need you.  I need you not to ask
so many questions."

He came up behind me and his huge strong arms wrapped
themselves around me and once again I felt his crotch
pressed hard against my ass.  "I'm not going to leave
you emotionally.  I am going back to North Carolina
for a few weeks to continue getting more comfortable
within my own skin as you put it.  I should be done by
Christmas.  I want you and Mike to join me in Florida
for the holidays.  I only ask because I care about
you.  I care probably more than you are ready to
understand."  He continued massaging my ass cheeks
with his now hard cock.  It felt good and I began to
sport an erection which he grasped tightly in his
fist.

"You have to stop that, Big Guy.  I need all my
attention focused on finishing this meal,  Besides,
that's what got us into trouble a few minutes again."
I laughed.  "I'll ask Mike about Florida."  Charlie
told me it was good to hear me laugh and that my
recovery powers were something else he admired.  I
handed him the potato masher and said something about
his being on KP.  We worked together for the next half
hour and then we were joined by the rest of the squad.
 All of them were freshly showered and looked like a
bunch of excited kids.
We sat down at 1:00 sharp; it was what Charlie had
ordered.  The meal was excellent even if I cooked it
myself.  Sometime later, around 2:30, the phone rang.
Charlie's face looked very strange after he answered
it; he left the room, phone in hand.

He talked quietly for several minutes and when he
returned, he said. "Priscilla, it's good to talk to
you again after all these years.  I've missed you."
Looking at Mike, he handed him the phone.  "Your aunt
wants to talk to you."  Mike and I looked at each
other in shock.  "Bill, Priscilla wants you and Mike
to join her and her grandson for a late supper tonight
in Cambridge; you both should go."  Mike heard
Charlie, and with his eyes, asked me if it was OK.  I
nodded yes.  When he hung up, he told us that he had
no idea that his aunt had a grandson.  He was deeply
puzzled.  I took the phone and called my younger
daughter.  My ex wife would be leaving shortly she
told me and that the coast was clear for me to visit.
I asked if I could stay the night and she was very
pleased to say yes.  I would have a chance to see my
grandchildren.  The phone was just back in Charlie's
hand when the door bell rang.  The door opened and
there were 4 people there.  First was Tran who was
indeed looking quite well.  He stepped aside and
behind him was a beautiful older Asian-American who
looked strangly familiar.  She was followed by an even
more beautiful younger woman of unidentifiable race
and standing proudly behind her was a tall, fit Marine
type male.  It was Tran's older sister, Bruce and
their daughter.  Hugs were exchanged between the
sister and Charlie and then Charlie hugged and kissed
June.  She was the psychologist that Charlie had
initially planned on seeing in Washington.  June had
sent Charlie to Duke where she had earned her PhD for
counseling.  I was sure that some of Charlie's
problems deeply involved he own immediate family and
that she wanted to remain professional.   I remembered
the story Tran had told me and I remembered that
Charlie and Bruce had never quite mended fences.
Their was just a moment of tension and then Charlie
grabbed Bruce and gave him a huge bear hug.  "Buddy,
I've wanted to see you for so long."  Charlie's voice
broke.

"And I you, Captain Charlie, and I you."  Letting the
two men catch their   breaths, and wipe away tears,
Tran began introductions.  Dave came over quickly and
when June was introduced to Mike, he told Mike that
this was the person that would be doing his
psychological evaluation as part of his security check
to work for the Corps.  I'm not sure Mike heard Dave.
Mike did not take his eyes away from June nor did she
take hers from him.  There was a second awkward
silence; we were all aware of an electric charge,
there was sexual tension in the air.  I saw Paul look
at Dave and then Paul looked at Carl.  Carl was
frowning.  I don't know what my face looked like.

Paul went quickly to Carl, and looking him in the face
quietly said,  "Steady, Grunt.  Hold that mouth
closed.  There are some things that we can not control
and that we can not predict."  Paul said it loud
enough so that I got the same message.

Over the next several minutes, I learned that June had
taken a position at Harvard as an instructor and that
she would also be establishing a private practice in
Sexual Identification and that she also would be
continuing her own research.  Her parents and Tran had
had dinner with her brother, our doctor and Tran's
illness had been feigned in order to surprise Charlie.
 Tran was grateful that it had gone well.
Charlie offered June and her parents the use of his
condo in Cambridge and then Dave suggested that Mike,
I, and June drive to Cambridge that afternoon.  Dave
had business at the lab early the next morning and
that the ride north would also be a good time for June
to begin getting to know Mike.  I heard Paul's words
over and over, "there are some things we can not
control."  I agreed; I had no choice it seemed.

I saw Charlie watching me and then he began talking
privately with Tran and then saw Tran watching me as
well.  Tran then approached me with a glass of water
and a closed hand.  "Here, Mr. Bill.  This is an herb
mixture that I make.  You need to relax; I can see the
tension in your brow and your color is not good; you
are very pink.  Please take it."  I started to push
his hand away when Charlie caught my eye.  He mouthed
the words,  "That's an order, no further discussion is
expected."  I blinked and once again, did as he told
me to do.  We took my double cab truck and Dave said
he would drive; he went on that he had admired my
candy red toy truck for quite some time.  Within
moments after we left Charlie's, I was asleep.

The last thing I remembered was Dave saying that I
would be out for about an hour and would be fine when
I reached Mike's aunts.  I was aware of his turning to
Mike who was in the rear seat with June, he explained
that he would be part of the initial interview and
that the rest of the two or three sessions would then
be private.  That's the last thing I remembered.

Dave woke me when we arrived at Holly St.  I was very
relaxed and quite alert.  I felt wonderful.  Mike's
aunt's home was a large Victorian style two family; it
was impressive.  Dave handed me the keys to my truck
and said that he and June would walk to where they
needed to go and that he wanted a ride back to the
Cape the next afternoon.  Mike would tell me where to
meet them both.  Mike's aunt called from the porch;
she asked that Mike's friends come in so that she
could meet them.

Once in the light, she recognized Dave and gave him a
tentative hug.  This also surprised  Mike and me.
Then, turning to June, she gasped.
"Is that you, June, my little June bug?"  June and
Priscilla rocked back and forth in each other's arms.
"Your cousin Kenneth is inside.  He has no idea you
are here.  Go and surprise him.  David, I would like
it if you would join William and Michael in my living
room."  She turned, began climbing the stairs and we
followed.  Once upstairs, she turned to Mike and asked
for a hug.  I could see that this was an extraordinary
thing for Mike's face showed amazement and
bewilderment.  I will only summarize what she revealed
in the next 20 minutes.  Priscilla had been Charlie's
grandfather's lover who was 20 years older than she.
It had lasted for some 65 years; from the time she was
15 till the old General Putnam died at 100.  She went
on to explain that they were also first cousins once
removed.  Her grandfather and the old General's father
were brothers.

She described how it had began.  Priscilla at age 15,
her sister Constance at 16, who was Mike's great
grandmother, Charlie's mother who was 14, and Anne,
age 15, the Snow sister's mother were in the barn
experimenting with sex.  Also there was Charlie's
father who was 13 and one of the 17 year old farm
hands, an Indian from Martha's Vineyard.  The four
girls had been having sex for a few years and had
decided to try boys.  They had been discovered by then
Major Putnam.
Within a day or two, he and Priscilla had become a
couple; the major's wife was a frigid English woman
who once having given her husband an heir, had ended
any relationship with her husband.  This was all
according to Priscilla.  After graduating from
Wellesley with a major in Political Science, she had
followed the Major, now Colonel Putnam,  to the
Philippines where he was then stationed.  She giggled
like a girl when she said that she had become part of
the family business which was espionage, spying, and
government service.  Dave interrupted to say that they
were still using some of her files and findings in
Washington.  That truly brought a smile to Priscilla's
face.  Mike's mouth was just hanging open.  "Michael,
close your mouth.  You look like a fool." she
commanded.  She sounded just like Charlie.  I smiled.
"And you William, I know all about you and your wife,
yet another cousin, and I know all about you and
Michael.  In a few minutes, you will understand how."
I no longer was smiling.  She went on to say that she
and the Colonel's wife had had words and that somehow,
the wife had engineered a transfer for her husband.
Perhaps it was because in late 1941, she had found out
that Priscilla was pregnant.  The explanation went on.
 She had aborted the child with the help of Eduardo
deSilva who was the Colonel's steward.  He stayed in
service with the Colonel and was later to become
Tran's father-in-law.  She told us that Eduardo's
brother, Ernesto had been her doctor and that she had
then fallen in love with him.  She had then learned
that she had complications and that another pregnancy
would be difficult if not impossible.  Priscilla had
stayed on in the Philippines working for the Corps.
When she discovered that she was again pregnant, she
married the doctor; she wanted a child of her own.  In
late 1942 she, her husband and new-born child, Anita,
and Eduardo's wife, Bonita,  had fled north.
Eduardo's wife's father was a Japanese merchant in
Manila.  They had been warned in time; the Japanese
special forces wanted Priscilla because of her
involvement with the Corps.  Priscilla was not well,
nor was her child.  Ernesto, in a diversion to foil
the search for Priscilla, had been killed.  Bonita
arranged for Priscilla to escape by fishing boat.  Her
baby, quite Asian in appearance, Bonita claimed as her
own.  Priscilla made it back to the Marines and to her
Colonel.  It was almost 6 years before she saw her
child again.  Anita thought of Bonita as her mother
and Priscilla let them be a family; she became a
devoted aunt.  Anita married another Filipino and then
died in child birth.  Kenneth survived.  By then,
Eduardo and Bonita had a child of their own who grew
up as Anita's sister. That sister married Tran.  They
raised Kenneth as their own after Anita's death.
Knowing Tran and his family as I did, it was clear
where Priscilla gathered her information.  Priscilla
looked at her watch.  "Soon we must go down to eat.  I
am not well; I have perhaps a few months left to me.
Michael, the Cape property came to me from the
Putnams. it will be yours.  This was my mother's home
and it will belong to my grandson.  There is more I
have to tell you, but it must wait."  She stood and
headed for the door.  In stunned silence, we followed.