Date: Mon, 13 Nov 2000 13:22:18 GMT
From: Limo Man <chub_bi@hotmail.com>
Subject: MIDSUMMER'S DAY - PART 7

Usual Warning If you are under eighteen or you would be offended by
fictional depictions of sexual activity between an adult and one or more
youths or children, please exit now.  If such stories are illegal where you
live, leave now.

Midsummer's Day - Part 7

     I was extremely worried.  Had I been found out?
     "Yes, I'm Don.  And you are?" I asked.
     "Joshua.  Joshua Maxfield," he answered.
     "What can I do for you, Joshua?" I asked.
     "Well, this is kinda hard.  There's bin a fire," he said.
     "Josh!  Seth!  Sammy!  Are they O.K.?" I yelled, my heart leapt into
my throat.  "My god, are they alright?"
     "Slow down mister.  Josh and Seth are fine.  They were in their tent
up yonder.  Sammy.  Well he didn't make it," he said.
     Tears started to roll down my cheeks.
     "What about the others?" I asked, referring to the other seven kids
and their parents.
     "All gone," he said.  He was starting to cry.  "Seems one o' the kids
left a candle burning on a sofa.  It caught fire and filled the house with
smoke.  My brother.  His wife.  The kids.  All gone.  Smoke gottem afore
the house burned down.  Least ways they didn't suffer none."
     We hugged each other sharing the pain.  I had only lost Sammy.  I
could not imagine what this man was going through.
     "So where are Seth and Josh?" I asked.
     "They's at my place.  But that's the problem.  And we ain't got no
room.  Them boys told me about you and this here place.  Well, seems you
got lots o' room and we got none.  We can't keep the twins without
splittin' them up.  We was wunderin if'n you all could take the boys.
Least ways until we figger out what to do," he finished.
     I was stunned.  I loved these boys more than life itself.  But, after
what they had gone through, our relationship would most certainly be
different.
     "Would you like a beer, Joshua?" I asked.
     "Sure could use one," he replied.
     We went inside and sat and talked for several hours.  I had also spent
a few silent moments thinking.  And had time to make up my mind.
     "Do you think it would be O.K. if I adopted the boys?" I asked.
     "You mean like keep 'em.  Permanent like," he seemed puzzled.
     "Yes.  The boys need a home and I need someone in my life.  I would
sell my business interests and move here permanently.  Do you think the
boys would like that," I asked.
     "Well mister......... Don.  The way them boys talks about you, I think
that's a mighty fine idea.  Long as you ain't plannin' on movin'em back to
the city.  We'd be able to see 'em regular like," he said.
     "O.K.  Then it's settled.  You go back and talk to the twins.  If they
want to come, you can bring them here tonight," I said.
     We agreed on this plan, shook hands and Joshua road away.  I had a lot
of thinking to do.  I also needed to make some calls and make some plans.
     I made a quick trip into town.  I called my business partners and my
lawyer.  We agreed on a price and the business was sold.  All of my other
assets would be sold and the lawyer would transfer the money to a local
bank.
     I visited the state offices and talked to a social worker about
adoption.  She gave me some forms for temporary custody.  I had to get
Joshua to sign them and then we could proceed to formal adoption.
     I visited a contractor and we discussed an addition to the cabin.  I
told him what I wanted and he agreed to draw up plans and have them ready
in a week.
     I visited the local school and talked to the principal about enrolling
the boys in September.  Again, I had more forms to get signed.
     I visited a local store and ordered two cots and some bedding.  They
would be delivered in a couple of days.
    My quiet life had suddenly been turned upside down.  But, deep inside,
I was happy.  I now had two sons that I loved very much.  I doubted that I
would ever be able to have sex with them again.  It wouldn't seem right.
Only time would tell what kind of relationship we would have.
     Having made my plans, I returned to the cabin to wait.  The afternoon
dragged by.  It was after six p.m. when Joshua arrived on his horse.  The
two boys were behind him on another horse.  Two small bundles hung from the
saddle.
     I helped Josh and Seth off of the horse.  We hugged for what seemed
like forever.  Both boys had tears in their eyes.  Joshua had gotten off
his horse and he hugged both boys when I was done.  We talked for a few
minutes.  He signed the papers, hugged the twins, and he was on his way.
     I lead my two charges into the house.
     "Hungry?" I asked.
     Both boys shook their heads in a no.
     "Well," then let's hit the sack early," I added "And if you want to
talk about anything.  Anything at all, I'm here for you."
     It was strange.  I don't think I had ever seen the twins keep their
coveralls on this long.  I lay down on the bed, still in shorts and
t-shirt.  The twins came and lay on either side of me, still dressed.  They
snuggled up, one under each arm.  There was no talking.  A few tears were
shed - by all three of us - and eventually, we fell asleep.

******************
     The next six months are a blur.  So many things happened and yet so
little happened.  The boys started school.  I had to drive them to the
highway every day to get the bus.  Then pick them up again.
     The addition was built on the cabin.  It was a two storey affair.  It
consisted of two bedrooms on the upper floor - one each for Josh and Seth.
A balcony ran the full length of the addition.  >From it, you could just
make out parts of the lake through the treetops.  Then the hills beyond.
The bottom floor held a bedroom for me, a den/study where the computer was
placed, and a large bathroom.
     From the day it was finished, it seemed a wasted effort.  Josh and
Seth continued to share my bed.  I had bought them nice big double beds for
their rooms, but they seem to prefer crowding into mine.  Not that I
minded.  And I had not had the heart to move my bed into my new bedroom.
The cabin was still "home" to me.  Maybe someday, I would move, but not as
long as the sun continued to shine in through the glass doors every morning
and warm me in my bed.
     I had bought them lots of new clothes, but coveralls seemed to still
be their favorite.  I had also purchased pyjamas which they wore to bed.
Their constant nudity had been replaced by a need to stay covered - most of
the time.  We still shared the large whirlpool on a regular basis.  And
though there was no sexual activity between the three of us, this at least
gave me a chance to watch their bodies develop.
     Over the winter, they each gained about an inch and a half in height.
They had joined several teams at school including the football team.  This
had given them some muscle tone.  It also appeared that their dicks had
added a quarter or a half inch.  Both sported a nice, small patch of hair
above their boy dicks, but as yet, had no hair on their sacs.
     And, oh yes, they had turned thirteen and the adoption had been
finalized.
     Their grief over their loss was slowly ebbing.  I could see their
sense of humor and their playfulness returning.  They had few friends and
none that ever ventured this far into the country.
     Joshua had showed me a dirt road that eventually lead to the small
town where he and his family lived.  We visited frequently to start, but
these visits had tapered off to one a month.  We were becoming a family.
Josh and Seth had learned that they could get all the support and love they
needed.  Not just from each other - but from me.
     Spring came and with it, a renewal of life.  The lake was too cold to
swim in, but I dreamed of the day when the three of us could frolic in its
cool waters once more.  I took regular walks to loose some of the pot belly
I had gained over the winter.
     One sunny day in late May, I was up at the crack of dawn.  I untangled
myself from the knot of boys that surrounded me and headed off down the
path wearing hiking boots and short cut off jeans.  It was a bit cool, but
the fresh air was exhilarating.  After about an our, I headed back to the
cabin.  As I approached the sliding doors, I saw movement on the bed.  I
slid the door open quietly and stepped inside.
     The sight that greeted me was both heart warming and exciting.  Josh
and Seth were laying on the bed.  They were naked.  They lay facing each
others dicks and were happily sucking each others boy tools.  I quietly
pulled out a chair and sat down.  Was it rude to watch?  Damn, I couldn't
help myself.  Memories of our first days at the cabin flooded back into my
mind.
     There was no urgency in the twins movements.  Seth had his nose buried
in Josh's ball sac as he worked the head of his brother's cock with his
throat muscles.  Josh was licking the head of Seth's almost six inch boy
dick, occasionally deep throating it.  It was a marvelous sight.  The boys
had finally come out of their period of mourning.
     I relaxed and let the memories and the actions in front of me fuel a
raging boner in my shorts.  I unzipped them and started to pull on my stiff
rod.  It was already sticky with precum.  I was a truly happy man.
     The activity on the bed became a little more lively as their breathing
became more ragged.  I wondered how long it at been since either of them
had cum - especially together.  I stroked harder as hips started to pump.
Both boys were no w fucking each others mouth in a passionate race to the
finish line.
     I heard Josh moan as his hips thrust forward.  In a series of rapid
movements, he emptied his boy seed - no, he was a teen now - his teen seed
into his brother's willing throat.  He slowed his hip movements, but
continued to allow his brother's cock to slide back and forth into his
mouth.
     Seth's hips bucked savagely as he filled his twin's mouth with his
sweet cum.  I could taste it in my mouth.  He rode his brother's mouth
until there was nothing left in his sac.  Both boys lay still, holding each
other's cock in their mouths.  It was a sweet sigh.
     "U...g.g..g..g...h..h...h..!" I goraned as my seed shot out onto the
tile floor.  I had not realized that I was that close.  I had been so
intent on watching the twins that my own orgasm had snuck up on me.  As I
came down off my sexual high, I realized that both boys were sitting up
watching me.  As I stroked myself to completion, both boys slid off the
bed.  They walked over and stood in front of me, being careful to avoid the
mess on the floor.
     They slid in between my legs and hugged my neck, crushing my vertebrae
in the process.  As they released me, I looked down at their shrinking
dicks.
     "Nice to have you guys back again," I said, addressing their little
soldiers.
     I reached down and took Josh's five and a half inches into my hand.  I
pulled back his foreskin then milked the few remaining drops of his cum
onto my fingers.  I brought them to my mouth and sucked them.  It was as
sweet as I remembered.
     I did the same to Seth.  He was definitely longer than his brother, at
least six inches in this semi-soft state.  I milked the entire length of
his dick, squeezing a large gob of cum onto my fingers.  It followed his
brother's, into my mouth.  I slurped loudly.
     "You guys still taste the same, even if Seth's is bigger," I joked,
squeezing both dicks for good measure.
     The rest of the day was idyllic.  The boys did not put clothes on.
Another good sign.  We spent the day with nothing on but a smile.  Late in
the afternoon, Josh dared Seth to go swimming.
     "No way," I said.  "You'll freeze your little balls off."  Actually,
they weren't so little any more.  Puberty was definitely raging.
     "Yer just chicken," Josh teased.
     "Oh yeah!" Seth yelled.  With that, he was out the door like a shot,
racing for the lake.  Josh was close behind him.  Me, I ran a distant
third.  My legs just weren't what they used to be.
     Seth reached the lake and took for or five strides into the water
before diving in.  Josh was right behind him.  As they hit the water, both
boys immediately stood up, realizing just how cold the water was.  I could
see them shivering, even though they were a good 30 feet away.
     "Come on you idiots, get out of there," I ordered.  "Before you catch
pneumonia."
     Both boy's walked rapidly to the shore.  Without a word between them,
they both wrapped their frigid bodies around mine.  God, they were like two
ice cubes.  Nice naked ice cubes, mind you.  We huddled together as I lead
them back to the cabin.  Within seconds of reaching it, we were in the hot
tub.
     We soaked for an hour, then ate lunch.  It was Saturday and the boys
had homework.  After lunch, they headed for their rooms.  The rest of the
day was peaceful.  Josh and Seth played computer games.  I went for another
walk then cooked dinner.  I was becoming a regular little homemaker.
     After dinner, we sat and talked.  It was a serious talk.  About heaven
and God and where people go when they die.  We talked for several hours.
It was obvious that the memories of Mom and Dad and all the kids would
remain strong forever.  But their ghosts were dead and buried.  The boys
were ready to get on with their life.
     I got the biggest surprise of the day when both boys kissed me
goodnight and headed upstairs.  They were going to sleep in their rooms.
For the first time in six months, I crawled into a very large, very empty
bed.
     I lay awake in the dark for what seemed like hours.  I had never felt
so lonely.  Was this the hell I was doomed to for the rest of my time?  I
sulked like a little boy.
     And then, I heard a noise.  I felt someone get onto the bed.  A warm,
naked body slid in beside me.  I was laying on my side, and felt the warmth
of a naked back against my chest and a warm butt against my groin.
     "Hi," I said, not knowing what else to do.
     "Hi," Seth's voice replied.  "I was lonely."
     "Well, your welcome here any time," I said.
     "And besides," he continued.  "There's sumthin' that you do a whole
lot better than Josh."
     With that, he wiggled his bum suggestively against my rising cock.
     "And what might that be," I asked, innocently.
     "I feel empty inside and I need someone to fill me up," he replied.  I
could almost sense his grin in the darkness.
     "I think I can handle that," I said.  I too was grinning.
     I reached my hand out to his shoulders and massaged his smooth neck
and shoulders.  I wandered down his back writing love notes as I went.  I
found the small depression at the base of his spine that heralded the edge
of his golden globes.  I massaged it deeply.
     "That feels s..o..o..o..o..o good," he moaned.
     I placed my lips on his neck.  I kissed every inch of his neck,
shoulders and back.  I gently rolled him over onto his stomach.  I got up
and inserted my knees between his legs as I spread them apart.  I bent
forward and tongued the spot I had just been massaging.  My mouth moved
into his crack, tasting and smelling the essence of Seth.  It was the same
as I remembered.  I was in heaven.
     I lifted his hips slightly and parted his cheeks.  My tongue licked
slowly down his crack.  Past his puckered anus and almost to his ball sac.
I licked upwards again, until my tongue was centered over his anus.  As I
pushed my tongue against the tender opening, I realized my cock was now
hard and drooling.
     I pushed my tongue against the resisting muscles.  Slowly, Seth's
breathing became slower and his anus relaxed wnough for me to slip my
tongue in.  His sphincter closed in a stranglehold on my tongue.  I moved
it around a bit and he relaxed some more.  I pushed in farther until his
cheeks rested against mine.  I tongued in small circles, reaming out his
insides.  Moistening them for penetration.  I pressed my tongue as deep
into his passage as it could possibly go.
     Seth started to moan and pressed his anus towards my mouth.  His hips
did a slow up and down dance.  I worked at expanding his hole for at least
ten minutes.  All the time, his hips doing a slow grind.
     I started to get off the bed, but he grabbed my wrist.
     "No," he croaked.  "I want you in me, NOW."
     "But what about the butter," I asked.
     "I want you, NOW.  I can't wait any longer," he moaned.
     "O.K." I said, "but it's your butt that will suffer."
     "Quit talking!  Please!" he begged.
     Seth rolled onto his stomach.  Had he remembered that this was my
favorite position.  I pulled a pillow from the head of the bed and placed
it under his bum.  I leaned my body over his, resting on my hands and arms.
I took his mouth with mine.  We kissed passionately, sharing our tongues
and saliva.
     I licked quickly down to his hard cock.  It lay up against his
stomach.
  I gave it a couple of quick licks, then raised Seth's legs.  He gripped
them behind the knees and spread himself wide for me.  I pushed a finger at
his bud, finding it in the darkness.  I started to inert it.
     "No," he said again.  "I need you NOW!"
     O.K.  You're the doctor.  I placed my sticky cock head against the
opening.  He pulled hard on his legs and spread open as wide as he could.
My cock head pushed at the tight opening.  Seth grunted and I started to
enter.  It was a slow torturous entry.  Seth was almost crying as his
sphincter gradually relinquished its hold on me, allowing me to slide
inside.  I tried to take it as slow as possible.  But Seth kept getting
impatient and bucked his hips, forcing me in.
     It seemed like a half an hour passed before my balls rested against
his warm cheeks.  I don't know about Seth, but I was sweating.  I lay on
top of him, my hard dick buried to the hilt.  I found his mouth again and
we kissed and sucked on each others tongues.  He pushed his hips harder
into my cock.  His urgency was scary.
     I rested on my hands again and started to pull back.  My strokes were
only an inch lng to start.  Gradually, I increased the motion as he got
more comfortable.  His ass started to pump into me every time I pushed in.
I wasn't sure if I was fucking him - or he was fucking me.  And I didn't
really care.  I was so glad to be here.
     I was stroking a full seven inches.  Several times, Seth pulled back
so far that I slipped out and had to find his anus again.  I stroked
harder, almost as if he were demanding it of me.  I could feel his dick
throb under me as I drove in to the hilt.  His hands found it and I could
feel him stroking his six inches.
     Sweat poured off of me as I raced to my climax.  I was soon going to
fill his insides with man cream.  I pumped almost savagely, matching the
thrusts of his ass.  It was pulling me rapidly to the brink as I felt my
nuts tighten.
     My ass cheeks squeezed tightly together and my back arched.  I was
nailing him to the bed with every stroke.  And still, his thrusting cheeks
and hips begged for more.  I pounded him mercilessly.  And then the efforts
of my exertions pushed me over the edge.  My cock swelled and throbbed.  My
seed shot deep into his bowels.  Again and again, I arched my back and
blasted my cum into his sweet body.  I heard him groan as he stroked his
organ with both hands.  I felt his ass musclks tighten as he spilled his
sperm onto his chest and belly.  His ass muscles constricted and relaxed
over and over.  Milking me of whatever sperm remained.
     As he finished his orgasm, I collapsed onto his chest.  It was a
sticky mess, but I loved it.  We kissed again, holding on forever.  I kept
asking myself how I could be so lucky.
     When we had recovered, I licked the cum from his neck, his chest, his
belly, and finally from his dick.  I swallowed it whole and used my mouth
to milk it dry as I pulled off.  I would always love the sweetness of boy
cum.  It was the nectar of youth.
     Finishing his bath, I rolled onto my back.  Seth lifted himself up and
found my chest with his tongue.  He removed the last remnants of his sticky
orgasm from my chest.  He cuddled in close to me, his head resting on my
chest.  Curled almost into a ball as I surrounded him.  And that is how
Josh found us in the morning.

    ****************
     "Sneakin' around behind my back," Josh snarled in mock rage.
     Seth and I struggled to wake up.
     "You, go take a shower over yonder," Josh ordered as one finger
pointed at Seth and then pointed to the new bathroom.
     "You, come with me," he pointed at me and started to walk towards my
shower.
     I followed meekly, wondering what he had in mind.
     "Fairs fair," he said.  "What one brother gits, the other'un gits."
     He pulled me into the shower and closed the glass door.  I turned on
the water, making sure that I didn't burn us in the process.  Once it was
adjusted, Josh took the bar of soap, and ordered me to turn my back to him.
He started to soap me, working from the neck and down my back.  He soaped
every inch of me until he reached my butt.  Then he bent down and started
on my feet.  He worked up the back of my legs until he reached my cheeks.
     "Spread 'em," he said, forcing his leg in between mine.
     I slid my feet apart.  He soaped my ass cheeks until they were
slippery.  His fingers parted my crack and he slip the bar of soap up and
down it.  He returned the soap to the holder and proceeded to massage my
ass crack with both hands.  I leaned against the shower wall and spread my
legs farther.  His small fingers found my anus and worked their way inside
me.
     He massaged my insides, alternating hands to keep him from getting
tired.  When he felt he had me thoroughly cleaned, he directed the water
spray onto my back.  Using both hands, he helped the water rinse me of any
soap that remained.
     Without warning, he dropped to his knees.  Spreading my cheeks with
both hands, he slipped his tongue into my asshole.  I gasped as he worked
it in and out.  I didn't know what else he had in mind, but this was
incredible.
     As quickly as he started, he stopped.  He turned me around and quickly
soaped my front.  His fingers wrapped around my stiff cock.  They did not
linger as he finished soaping me.  Again, I was rinsed off.
     "Now me," he said, handing me the soap.
     He faced me and I started to wash his face.  Down his neck.  The hard
points of his nipples.  Over his flat belly.  And into the light blond
patch of pubes that covered the top part of the base of his cock.  I
reached for his cock and soaped it.  It was already hard.  Josh allowed
this for a few seconds, then pushed my hands downward.  I continued washing
until I had finished his feet.
     He turned his back to me.  Again, I soaped his slippery skin.  I
followed the same pattern he had, leaving his bum 'til last.  I soaped each
golden cheek, suddenly realizing that they were not as brown as before.  He
was losing his tan.
     I spread his legs and cleaned his crack.  I got my fingers really
soapy and inserted one into his bud.  He grunted and it popped in with
almost no effort.  I lubed and cleaned him until he pushed my hand away.
     He leaned his hands and elbows on the shower wall.  He spread his legs
as wide as they would go.
     "You," he ordered, pointing at his slick bottom.  "Inside, NOW!"
     "Yes sir," I answered.  "Your humble servant will be pleased to obey."
     I started to bend my knees to reach his spread cheeks.
     "No," he said.  "Lift me up and slide me onto it."
     I looked at him for a moment, then place my hands on his waist.  I
spread my legs and planted my feet firmly.  I leaned back until my back was
against the shower wall.  My hips were pushed out away from the wall.  My
cock stood up at an angle.  With a groan, I lifted his feet off of the
floor and pulled his bum back towards me.  He reached down with one hand
and guided my cock to his hole.
     My head pressed against the soapy opening.  I felt it part and my head
sunk in about an inch.  Josh returned his arm to the wall.
     "Let me go," he said.
     I loosened my grip on his waist.  Slowly, his soapy bottom sank
downwards as he was impaled on my shaft.  He slid down until the full
length of my cock was buried inside him.  His butt cheeks rested on my
pubes.
     "Oh god, I missed you," he said.
     "I missed you, too, Josh," I moaned.  "Welcome back!"
     With that taken care of, I reached my hands down past his bum to the
backs of his thighs.  I gripped his legs and bent them upwards.  By holding
him this way, I could lift him off my swollen cock, then drop him down
again.  And that is what I did.  Over and over again until my arms ached.
But then, no pain, no gain.
     I rested occasionally, but then resumed the lift and drop motions
again.  After what seemed like a half hour, I started to feel my orgasm
approaching.  Josh was moaning, his hard dick pressed into his stomach by
the position he was held in.  He could not stroke it for fear of slipping
sideways.
     I gasped as I felt the sperm boiling in my sac.  I let out a loud
groan.  I lifted and dropped.  The pressure of Josh's rectum sliding down
my cock caused it to explode.  Cum shot up inside him.  Wave after wave
exploded through my body and up into his.  My legs started to get weak.  I
continued to lift him until my whole body told me it was time to quit.
     I slid my feet forward to the bottom edge of the shower wall opposite
me.  I pulled Josh away from the wall and leaned his back against my chest.
His head fell back onto my shoulder.
     Still having him impaled on my cock, I reached for his hard boy dick.
I barely touched it and it exploded into my hand.  I rubbed it gently, up
and down.  I could feel his ass muscles grip me as he shot his load into
the air and onto his chest.  He moaned loudly as his head rolled back and
forth on my shoulder.
     I milked him until he pushed my hand away.  I lifted him off my cock -
still hard by the way.  I stood him on the floor and steadied him.  I
managed to work out the cramps in my legs and stand up, though rather
shakily.  We allowed the water to rinse the sweat and cum from our bodies.
     Josh turned to me and almost leapt into my arms.  His arms circled my
neck and we shared a long, deep kiss.  Only to stop when the water turned
cold.  I hugged his slippery wet body and let him down.  I shut off the
water and we stepped from the shower.  I helped him dry off.  He wrapped
the towel around his waist and headed off to see what Seth was up to.  I
wanted to follow.  But no, better to let them have some fun by themselves.
I was sure they would let me know when they wanted my participation.
     The rest of the weekend was filled with passion.  The boys continued
to spend time with me, both singly and together.  Life was once again
better than imaginable.

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

Part eight will follow, when I get time.  If you have any suggestions, let
me know.  By the way, there will be a new character in part eight.