Date: Sat, 1 Dec 2012 22:55:10 -0800
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: Society Boys part 96

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


Chapter 96

The next day I got a text from Parker. `thanks :-)'.  He was a man of few
words.

`Anytime,' I texted back.

He sent me another happy face emoticon and that was the whole conversation.
I wondered if he had remembered what we had done or just reviewed his texts
from last night.  I even wondered if he noticed that I had switch underwear
with him.  I do a lot of wondering.  I wonder why that is?

Colin and I had been out for the day and when we returned, we had a huge
surprise that made us grin from ear to ear.  The whole house had been
decorated for Christmas and I hadn't seen anything like it.  I felt like we
had entered another world.  There were Christmas trees with white lights in
every window at the front of the house, and all the edges of the house were
lined with the same white lights.  It was so pretty.  The lawn was my
favorite.  In the centre was a scene that added humour to the whole thing.
Several `melted' plastic snowmen were on the lawn.  Half of them were
partially sideways as Santa and the elves had snowballs in their hands and
looked like they were rushing around to help save them.  A huge Santa
sleigh was beside them full of snow.  It was fake snow, but from the
driveway it looked pretty real.  Santa looked like he was sweating too.  It
was pretty funny looking.  The entire lawn was covered with strategically
placed miniature blue l.e.d. lights, except for the area around the
characters.  It looked like they were all on an island in the middle of a
lake.  There were white lights along the edge of the driveway which made it
shimmer.  The whole yard and house looked unbelievable.  My guess is we
would be having a visit from Homes and Gardens to be in their Christmas
issue.  As we entered the house a giant tree met us in the lobby that went
up two floors.  It was massive.  If that was the tree we were putting
presents under, we were going to need a shitload more presents.

Forrest, Kyle and Troy were on the stair landing putting green boughs along
it while Christmas music played throughout the house.  When they got into
the spirit of the thing they really got into it, although I could have done
without the Justin Bieber version of Santa Claus is coming to town.  It was
better than listening to the Chipmunks version I suppose.  Maybe it was a
tie.

"Great Job on the house guys.  It looks better than anything I've ever
seen," Colin told them as we entered.  "Do you need any help?"

"Nah, we're good.  All the tough stuff is done already.  We had to hire a
crew to do the house though as it was too much for just us," Forrest told
us.

"Well it was definitely worth it.  I love the Santa and snowmen scene.
Very funny."

They all smiled and went back to work.  I had a feeling they wouldn't stop
decorating until Christmas day.

"So what are we getting everyone for Christmas?"  I asked Colin.

"No idea but I know what to get you.  I'm just going to do a modified 12
days of Christmas.  On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
a twinkie in a pear tree."

"Yay!  I get a pear tree!"  I giggled.

"On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me, two turtled Dave's
and a twinkie in a pear tree."

"Turtled Dave's?  Hmm...oh I get it, uncircumcised because their penises
look like turtles going into their shells.  Hehe.  Okay, that's good.  So
far I have three guys to play with."

"On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, three French
men..."

"Shit on the twelfth day, I'm going to have to make sure I get lots of
sleep if this keeps up."  I laughed.

"Wait until you get the 5 golden showers," he laughed "or the 6 geeks
a-laying."

"6 geeks!  I found that most geeks have big dicks, so that should be good.
What happens on the 9th day?  Am I getting 9 ladies dancing?"

"No silly, you're getting 9 laddies dancing.  Scottish boys in kilts, with
no underwear of course."

"Yay."

"12 drummers bumming, 11 models stripping, 10 nudes a leaping, 9 laddies
dancing, 8 men a milking, 7 sailors swimming, 6 geeks a-laying, 5 golden
showers, 4 cock rings, 3 French men, two turtled Dave's and a twinkie in a
pear tree."

"Hmmm, I think I'm going to like the drummers bumming and the geeks
a-laying.  The twink in the pear tree might be fun if he comes down of
there," I laughed.  "So there'll be 78 guys over by the time I get my
entire gift.  I guess we should make up the beds in the spare rooms."  I
said as I counted up all the people in the song.  Whew that was going to
wear me out.  "So I have a question about the nudes a leaping.  Is that all
they'll be doing?  Just leaping or can I stop them for a bit to give them
blowjobs?"

"No, they just leap.  The models are available after they strip though.
Then they get dressed and strip again.  It's a union thing I think.  The
men a milking are fun.  You have to make sure if you want their milk you're
ready though, as they just milk themselves and you have to run over and
catch what they blast out for you.  They're allowed four hours between
milkings."  We were on a roll now and something tells me this was going to
be one of those days.

"There's just one other thing I'm a little concerned about.  When Santa
cums down the chimney.  Who's gonna clean that up?"

"Just make sure the fire is on and it'll burn the stuff as soon as it
hits."

"Oh good.  That was always a bit of a worry.  Are the reindeer landing on
the roof and do we need to supply poop bags or does Santa do that?"

"Nah, Santa brings along one of his elves who take care of things like
that.  Not our worry," Colin laughed.  Although we do have to make sure we
have fat free milk and sugar free cookies available, and apparently
reindeer like carrots instead of sugar cubes.  Something to do with Rudolph
being diabetic now."

"Whew this is very complicated.  Now this whole naughty and nice list
thing.  If I have sex with several guys in one day, am I naughty or nice?"

"I think that's a grey area.  As I understand it, if you don't make the guy
cum then you're naughty, but if you finish him then you're nice," Colin
explained as I got out my notes.

"What if I have done both?"

"It's averaged out.  If you make more guys cum than not, then you end up on
the nice list."

"Okay, check.  I'm on the nice list.  They gotta post these rules well
ahead of Christmas next time.  That could have been a close one."

"I am a little worried about this midnight thing though.  I heard if you're
not asleep by midnight that Santa just passes by your house.  Can I be
awake and just in another room, or do I actually have to be asleep?"

"No, you actually have to be asleep," Colin advised.

"Oh, that reminds me.  ADAM please ensure the perimeter and house alarms
are turned off on December 24th 10pm until 3am December 25th."  The
response ding sounded.  "That could have been a disaster.  This house
doesn't have surface to air missiles that we're not away of does it?"  I
laughed.

"ADAM please deactivate the surface to air missiles," Colin said.

"Please clarify," ADAM replied indicating that we probably didn't have any,
so Santa was safe.

"What else do we need?"  I asked.

Forrest came down and was wearing a headband with a metal rod coming up
from the back of it and a piece of mistletoe hanging from it.  He walked up
to us and smiled.  We both kissed him and he walked away to Kyle and Troy
who kissed him, then he walked back to Colin and me again.  So we kissed
him again.  He giggled and went back to Kyle and Troy who jumped on him
ripped his shirt off and began kissing his entire chest and face.  He
giggled and shrieked like a little girl as they slobbered all over him like
puppies.  Guess you better be careful what you wish for.  I want a piece of
mistletoe to hang over my penis.

"Okay, but seriously what are we gonna get everyone for Christmas?"  I
asked getting back to my original question, before we got so far off track.
We went to the kitchen and sat down to talk about some of the things we
wanted to do.  The first was to plan the Christmas dinner.  With so many
people now, it was going to become a lot more complicated.  Colin said we
would spend American Thanksgiving with his parents in a couple of weeks,
which is when their whole family got together, as Christmas was busy for
everyone.  I forgot that Americans had their Thanksgiving in late November.
Ours was in early October and not as big a deal as the American holiday.
So for Christmas dinner we decided to have my parents, Alex's parents,
J.P. and Mary, our usual six, and then agreed to invite Cory and Sheila as
well.  That was 14 people so far and we thought about Aaron, but figured he
would be with his own family and then wondered if Troy might like to invite
someone.  We'd leave all that open for now.  We really hadn't solved the
problem of what to get everyone, but at least we had started to think about
it.  There was only one gift we both came up with immediately and it was
the easy one.  Everyone else was much tougher.  After all this Christmas
talk I was exhausted so Colin and I went into the back yard and had a game
of basketball.  I kicked his ass.  I mean he beat me at basketball easy
enough, but each time he went to take a shot, I literally kicked his ass to
throw him off.  It's the only way I keep it from being a slaughter.  We
ended up wrestling and throwing each other in the pool.  I had learned not
to leave my phone in my pocket.  In fact we had a cool new device at home
for all the phones.  It was a Bluetooth thing and all we had to do was drop
our phones on the counter next to it and it turned them into home phones,
which would ring and could be picked up on any of the wall monitors.  Handy
as hell and if we wanted privacy, we just went to the cell and answered it
as normal and the call would drop from the monitors.

Colin threw me in the pool, but I managed to get a piece of him and he fell
in on top of me.  I jumped on him and pulled his shirt off before wrapping
my legs around his waist and putting my arms over his shoulder.

"You might be better at basketball, but I'm the king of the pool."  I
announced.

"True.  You're like a fish," he grinned as we kissed.  He put his hands
under my ass to hold me in place and I kissed him harder, my wet clothes
sticking to me like a second skin.  "Keep this up and I'm gonna be as horny
as hell," Colin said in between kisses.  I smiled and put one hand behind
me and reached down for the button on his pants.  I unzipped him under
water and slid my hand into his wet briefs and took hold of his dick and
balls.

"I like it when you're horny," I whispered as I kept stroking him.  He
walked slowly over to the stairs of the pool and lay me down on them, my
legs still wrapped around his waist.  He moved his hands from under my ass
and worked my pants off, although it wasn't as easy as when they were dry.
He did manage to free enough of them to get at my ass.  He lowered his own
pants and pulled out his cock and inserted it into me.  The whole time we
kept kissing and were still basically dressed.  He fucked me on the steps
of the pool and slowly inched my pants down and pushed my legs back to get
deeper into me.  Forrest and Kyle strolled out and saw us fucking.

"Couldn't even wait to get the clothes off huh?  Is this a private party or
can anyone join in?"  Forrest asked, pulling his shirt off followed by his
pants and underwear.  He walked down the stairs beside me and I watched his
slender V shaped body walk past.  He was so fucking cute with his curly
brown hair and his perfectly round smooth ass cheeks.  He strolled behind
Colin and pushed his wet pants down as he crouched behind my partner and
buried his face into his ass.  It was underwater so he had to come back up
for air regularly as he rimmed Colin.  I could see Forrest stroking his own
6½" dick as he enjoyed getting his tongue deep into the sweet ass of my
husband.  Kyle didn't want to be left out, so he stripped and got into the
water next to us.  Forrest moved out of the way to let Kyle take over in
Colin's ass as he came and straddled over the top of my head.  Colin moved
out of the way and Forrest squatted and sat on my face.  His nice pink hole
positioned perfectly for my tongue.  How could I resist.  I didn't even
need the mistletoe to be encouraged to kiss it.  Colin moved his position
slightly, still keeping his cock deep in me and pulled off my wet pants,
leaving me only in a t-shirt.  He threw the soggy mess onto the pool deck
and spread my legs wide.  I felt like a gymnast.  He held my ankles as he
slowly continued to fuck me and as Forrest wiggled on my face, I heard him
kissing Colin.  I put my hand out to touch Colin's ass and felt Kyle
getting into position behind him.  From the grunt and extra thrust into me,
I could tell when Kyle entered Colin and began to fuck him.  After several
minutes of this position and me starting to become soggy lying in the water
on the stairs, Forrest turned around and put his hard dick into my mouth.
I felt Colin bury his face in Forrest's ass and we were now all
interlocked.  Forrest fucking my face, Colin rimming Forrest while fucking
me, and Kyle fucking Colin.  It would be quite a crime scene if we all died
at the same time.  I pulled Forrest's ass cheeks further apart to get Colin
easier access and that's all it took for him to be pushed over the edge.
He grunted and shot his load into me.  I was a bit surprised by the volume
of cum that blasted out of the boy.  Now I know what they mean by `big
gulp'.  He must have been saving it up for weeks.  I was sure it was
pouring out of my nose and ears by the time he was finished.  Colin grunted
as he pumped his own juice into me and as he pulsated the loads, it
tightened his ass muscles enough to cause Kyle to cum next.  So far I was
the only one who hadn't shot a load, but that didn't last long as Forrest
eased himself back and sat on my hard cock under the water.  He bounced up
and down on me as I tweaked his nipples until I lost my own jizz deep into
those perfect ass globes.  It was complete.  We had all transferred our
jizz to another person and not spilled a drop.  We were totally helping
with the recycling cause, and environmentally friendly as well.  Our body
heat from the sex, would keep the pool nicely heated, and we were helping
to fight obesity in young people by exercising.  Now why would anyone think
group sex was a bad thing?  Geez.  We untangled from each other and Colin
and I headed for the sauna while Kyle and Forrest played around in the
pool.  We passed a naked Troy heading for the pool as we entered the sauna.
That boy had terrible timing.  He had missed all the fun.  Colin and I lay
on the wooden bench side by side in the warm room and made out with each
other again.

"I love being with you like this," Colin said as we just hugged and pressed
our bodies together.

"Me too.  We should spend more time like this.  Do you ever think we're
growing up too fast?"

"Not really, but then I never was allowed to be a kid when I was younger,
so having all you guys around like this makes me feel like I'm not aging at
all," he admitted.

"Are you trying to say that we're like kids?"  I smiled.

"No, I'm saying that you guys grew up normally and just enjoyed things like
kids so you have fun and don't worry about stuff.  When I was 10 I was
going to adult parties, wearing tuxedos, having to always mind what I said
or how I behaved to impress everyone for my parent's sake.  I had to behave
like a little gentlemen.  Then when I was 16 I got involved in business
stuff and never looked back.  I like just having the fun that I never had
when I was younger."

"Cool.  I feel like we're all growing up so fast and some days when I see
Troy and his new friends, I feel old."

"Now you know how I felt when I was a kid.  I think Peter Pan had it right.
Never grow up.  Maybe that's what we should call our island.  Neverland."

"I'm thinking that might everyone the wrong idea.  Especially after the
whole Michael Jackson Neverland ranch thing.  People might think we are
taking boys there for sex."

"Aren't we?"  Colin laughed.

"Yeah, but only legal ones," I grinned as I kissed him.  "I had thought
about Pleasure Island, you know like after Treasure Island, but then a
whole bunch of people suggested we should call it Treasure Trail Island."

"I like that, but it's kinda long.  I had a few suggestions that we should
call it `Bare Island.'  We could put up a sign on the dock.  The swimming
cove could be Paradix Cove, the path to the swimming area could be the
Treasure Trail and the house could be Cumelot.  Maybe the rocky area on the
far side of the island could be Swallow Inlet."

I laughed.  "Anyone who gets visits the island with all those signs will
have no doubt as to what is going on there."

We lay in each other's arms kissing and making out until I felt Colin
spring back to life and took hold of his hardon again.  "Looks like you're
ready for round two," I chuckled as I lay face down on the bench.  He
crawled on top of me and I could feel his throbbing boner sliding up and
down my sweaty ass crack as he kissed my neck and ears.  I spread my legs
slightly and it didn't take an engraved invitation for him to move his dick
into position and slowly enter me.  I felt every inch of him as he slowly
pushed inside and began to gently fuck me again.  He just lay on top of me
continuing to give me little kisses and run his fingers through my hair as
he moved his ass up and down to let me feel him inside me.  I lay there
totally relaxed as we enjoyed each other.  Neither of us in a hurry to do
anything wild and crazy.  He must have fucked me like that for at least 15
minutes before I felt him shoot a small load into me.  Well, I didn't so
much as feel it, as he announced he was doing it, perhaps in case I needed
to know.  Even after he came in me, we just lay together with his softening
dick inside my ass.  Eventually it popped out like a cork from a bottle,
and I almost felt too empty.  Both of us were pretty sweaty from the sauna,
so we took a cold plunge in the pool before cleaning up and grabbing
something to eat.  We stayed naked the rest of the day, as did Forrest,
Kyle and Troy.  I still don't understand why we have so many clothes in all
the closets, since we never wear most of them.  Just a few t-shirts and
some underwear would probably do most of the time.

"I love coming over here with you guys," Forrest said.  "I don't think I've
ever left here without having sex with someone."

"So does that say more about you or us?"  Kyle asked grinning.

"You guys did an amazing job on the house.  You'll have to make sure we get
your bill Forrest," I told him.  "This was a major amount of work."

"Don't worry Troy and Kyle have been paying me.  They are leaving deposits
in the Forrest ass bank every time I come over.  If you want to deposit
anything I can spend the night in your bed if you'd like."

"Funny!  But I meant real money.  We're gonna fuck you whether you do work
around here or not.  You have such a hot body that we couldn't resist you
if we wanted to, but I want you to bill us properly as I know you're saving
to go to design school, so we want to help you get there.  You have a
natural talent."

"You know it girlfriend.  I am a bitch with aptitude," he said as he
snapped his fingers.  We all laughed.

"I thought it was bitch with attitude," I smiled.

"That too, but mainly aptitude!"

We were just sitting around talking when Jason and Alex walked in with Cory
following right behind.

"ADAM, Cory is here," said Cory.  The ding sounded as usual.  "Jason your
house looks sic with all the Christmas stuff up," he said as he walked
towards us.  He saw us all without clothes and his face lit up as he turned
back towards Jason.  "Is it naked day today?"

"Looks that way," he said staring at all of us.  Cory was out of his
clothes so fast we almost didn't see him do it.  Then he came over and gave
all of us a hug and asked if he could have a root beer while insisting that
Jason and Alex get naked and come swimming with him.  Our quiet home now
had hurricane Cory in it.

"Hey guess what Justin.  Ricky has a girlfriend now, and I think I'm gonna
get one soon too."

"Sweet.  So you like girls now?"

"I dunno.  They're pretty stupid most of the time.  They don't like doing
boy stuff at all, but the older guys say we should have girlfriends, so I'm
gonna go get one.  Max says we can do the sexy stuff with them like we do
with boys, which I don't think is true, because they don't have penises."

"Have you been seeing Max again?"

"No, just once when he had his girlfriend over after school.  He was
getting a drink for them and said they were going to fuck or something.  He
pretty much stays away from me and Ricky now that he's got a girlfriend.
He says he's too old to be hanging out with little kids.  You guys aren't
too old to hang out with me though are you?"

"Never," said Jason.  "Max is just at an age where he needs to be a
teenager with his friends for a while.  It's good that he's leaving you
alone."

"Ricky wants me to go on a double date with him as soon as I get a
girlfriend.  What do you do on a date?"

"Maybe go to the movies or for pizza or something like that," Jason
suggested.

"Cool.  Do I have to hold her hand and kiss her and stuff.  Ricky says
that's important to do with a girl as they like it," he said with his big
eyes looking around at all of us for information.  Forrest and Troy were
trying hard not to laugh at the inquisitive naked kid in front of them.

"You don't have to, but you can if you want to and if she wants to as
well."

"Isn't kissing a girl kinda gross though?  I mean they're girls.  Yuck."

"That's what I think," said Forrest as Kyle elbowed him in the side.

"If you like someone, it shouldn't matter if they're a boy or a girl,"
Jason said ignoring Forrest.  "The only thing to remember is that you only
kiss someone if they agree to it."

"Like when Mom kisses me goodnight and stuff?"

"Exactly," Jason smiled.  He almost had an easy win on that one.  Almost...

"So if I tell her I don't like being kissed, she'd have to stop right?"

"No, she's your Mom.  She's gonna kiss you because she loves you and I
don't think that will ever stop, no matter what you say."

"So I can kiss you too right?"  Cory asked "And you can't stop me because I
love you too."

"Sure, that sounds right."  Jason shrugged.  "So are we going swimming or
not?  You want the indoor pool or outdoor?"

"Outdoor!"  Cory yelled.  "Has it been an hour yet?"

"Yep.  You're fine," Jason told him.  "We stopped by the Grind'r to pick
Alex up and had a sandwich before we left.

"Yeah and I got to make it," Cory said.  "I had ham and chicken and turkey
and lettuce and pickles and grass stuff..."

"Sprouts," Alex corrected.

"Right, sprouts, and tomato and pastrami."

"That sounds like a hell of a sandwich," I smiled.

"It was a hell of a sandwich," he giggled.  "I almost couldn't eat all of
it, but I got to have root beer with it so I could wash it down."

"No wonder you have all that energy."

"Nah, I'm always full of energy.  At least that's what my Mom says.  She
said that the Energizer bunny gets his energy from me."  He ran off
downstairs towards the pool.

"You know what I've learned about hanging out with him?  If we just change
the subject to food or swimming, we can usually avoid these questions from
getting too far off track.  You guys wanna join us?"  Even though we'd had
a few hours down there already, we figured it wouldn't hurt to hang out for
a bit more.  I knew that they'd come up later and play pool and fooz ball,
once Cory was tired of the water.

We spent the next hour in the pool before coming back in the house and
ordering pizza as was usual when Cory came over.  Jason was teaching him to
play pool and he occasionally needed to stand on the small step stool to
get the best shot, but he was getting pretty good.  Jason had even bought
Cory a smaller pool cue that he could handle easier.  Since it was naked
day, apparently, there were a lot of jokes about balls as he played.  I
can't imagine what he's gonna be like when he hits puberty.  Forrest said
he had to leave and gave all of us hugs and kissed Troy and Kyle.  Cory
didn't miss that.

"Are you French?"  Cory asked him.

"No, why?"

"Cause you kiss like a French guy.  You use your tongue."

"I'm practicing to go to France," Forrest said without thinking.  "But I
gotta go little man.  See you next time."  He knelt down to give Cory a hug
and got a huge surprise as Cory kissed him and used his tongue.  Forrest
stood up quickly and wiped his mouth and looked around in shock figuring he
was in trouble.

Jason just smiled and shook his head.  "You started it," he laughed.  No
worries, I'll explain it to him later.  Forrest hugged Jason and Alex and I
walked him to the door.

"Now that's gonna give me nightmares.  A naked ten year old just French
kissed me.  I'm going to jail for life."

"Nah, Cory is just one of those kids that doesn't have any hangups or
limits.  He just copies what others around him do.  Jason will explain the
difference to him again, which if I know Cory will take most of the night,
and give Jason a migraine.  At least you haven't had the trauma of him
hiding in the closet watching you have sex, or waking up with him holding
onto your erection."

"He did that to you?"

"To all of us, I think," I laughed.  "He wants to know everything about
everything and doesn't stop until he finds out.  Gotta admire that and then
go take medication to help you forget.  Forrest and I kissed and he headed
home.

Over the next couple of days, Colin and I put together a list of some of
the things we wanted to go buy people for Christmas.  He woke up one
morning and bounced on me.

"Come on, it's time to go shopping.  I have the itch to buy things," Colin
said as he dragged me out of bed towards the shower.  I was barely awake
and wondered what the rush was.  It was still dark out.  Well it was 10am,
but the windows were blacked out so it looked dark.  Who decides to get up
this early?  We showered quickly and rushed out to the garage.  I wasn't
even allowed to have breakfast or coffee or anything.  When he got the urge
to splurge, nothing was going to stop him.

"Grab the Camaros, it's time to trade them in," Colin told me.

"Why?  I like my car?"

"Yeah, but it's already almost two years old.  It's time to get something
new."

I wasn't sure about that as I liked the Camaro, but maybe I could just buy
another one.  We emptied both cars and I followed Colin towards his first
stop of the Luxury car dealer which handled several brands from Mercedes,
Audi, Rolls Royce and even Bugatti.  We pulled up and entered the building.
It had that new showroom smell and we checked out all the cars.  A salesman
came over and asked if he could help us and Colin said we were just having
a look at the different models at the moment but he'd let us know.  I saw
the Bugatti Veyron.

"Hey Colin, is this like the one you've got at your parent's place?"  He
came over to have a look.

"Yeah pretty similar but mine is just over three years old now.  I wonder
how much they go for now."  He asked the salesman who basically rolled his
eyes at us with a look that said `kids', but he recovered quickly.

"That model is 1.6 million, sir."

"Huh!  That's actually less than I paid for mine.  Three years ago I paid
2.1."

"The salesman's face was priceless.  It had the `oh yeah, whatever' look to
it.  I smiled to myself.  I loved being young and having money.  When Colin
and I first got together, I didn't get the appeal of it, but now I realized
that we could pretty much do anything and have fun with it.  This was one
of those fun things.  Colin chose a Mercedes SL Roadster.  It was a two
door convertible in metallic silver with a black and silver interior.  I
loved the Ferrari 458 Spiders in traditional red.  When we asked the price
of them we found out that the Mercedes was $128,000 and mine was $264,000.

"That's way too much for a car.  How much is the 458 Italia?" I asked.

"It's $231,000" the salesman said.

"Holy crap.  We should just keep the Camaro," I said to Colin.

 "Nah.  If you like it we'll buy it.  We have the new house, so we need
cars to match."

Then we both saw the new Lamborghini Aventador LP700-4 in the most amazing
orange I'd ever seen.

"Oh fuck, that's beautiful," Colin said as he fell in love.  "I gotta have
that.  How much is it?"

"This model is $437,000" the salesman said sounding slightly exasperated.

"Nice!" replied Colin.  "We'd like to take the Mercedes and the Lamborghini
for a test drive."

"I'm sorry sir, we don't just allow anyone to come in and test drive
vehicles."

"That's a good thing otherwise you'd probably not get anything else done
all day.  So if you could just have those two taken outside so that we can
test drive them please.  I'm not spending over $600,000 on cars I'm not
comfortable in."

"I don't think you understand sir.  I'm unable to let you test drive them
without proof that you have the means to purchase them."

"That actually makes sense," Colin said as he pulled out his credit card
and handed it to the salesman.  "Go ahead and authorize my card for the
purchase price and we'll keep looking around while you get the cars ready."
Every time he did stuff like that, I peed a little with excitement.  We
looked at some of the other cars and climbed into the Bugatti.  "They still
feel the same," Colin said as we sat there.  I couldn't see paying that
kind of price for a car.  I'd be scared to drive it anywhere.  Each scratch
would be like dagger through the heart.  I'd be polishing it with a diaper,
a clean diaper, and keeping it covered.  Then we went and sat in the back
seat of the Rolls Royce.  These were weird cars.  They looked so old
fashioned, yet still were considered top of the line cars.  Top of the line
if you were Miss Daisy perhaps.

"Home James, and please take the parkway past the palace," I said as I gave
a Queen wave out of the window, just as the salesman returned.  He smiled
at my antics.

"We'll have the cars outside in about 5 minutes, Mr. Worthington," he said
as his whole demeanor had changed to reflect the customer in front of him.
We had shot up the ladder from kids drooling over hot cars to clients about
to pay his mortgage for the next few months.

"You're not seriously going to buy the Lamborghini are you?  We already
have one."

"Yeah, but not like this.  It makes the other one look like a Volvo."

"Okay, but if you do that, I think we should just keep my Camaro.  We don't
need to spend this kind of money on new cars."

"Relax, we'll sell the old Lamborghini to make room for the new one and I
really like the Mercedes which replaces my car, so just pick one that you
like.  Do you want the Ferrari?"

"No, I couldn't justify it.  Let's just keep the Camaro.  I really like it
anyway.  You bought it for me and it feels special."

"Aww, that's so sweet," Colin said as he kissed me.

I was surprised that they let us test drive the vehicles on our own, but I
loved both of them.  They were so classy with almost too many features to
play with in such a short test.  When we got back, Colin told the guy that
we'd take both.  He didn't even haggle about the price and arranged to have
the cars delivered.  I thought we were Christmas shopping, but all we had
managed to do so far was buy ourselves two new cars worth over half a
million dollars.  I felt a little strange about it.

Our next stop was to a Chrysler dealer where we bought a Dodge Charger SRT8
in black for J.P., as we both agreed that he needed a car to get around the
city instead of having to share his Mom's.  We arranged to have that one
delivered as well.  At this rate we were going to need a bigger garage.
Colin traded in his Camaro on this deal and I was sad to see it go but
loved his new Mercedes.  We both got in my car and headed for the Ford
dealership where we had decided to buy Troy a Mustang for Christmas since
he had now passed his driver's license.  Kyle had gotten a truck when he
was 17, so it seemed only fair to get Troy a vehicle now that he was
licensed and the same age.  The salesman was polite and friendly as we
checked out the selection of Mustangs.  Once we picked the one we thought
he would like, we headed out for a test drive with the salesman in the back
seat chatting away explaining all the features it had, as if this was the
world's best vehicle.  He went on about the Ford Sync and self-park
feature, blah blah blah.  All I wanted to do was raise my hand up in a fist
over the front seat and whack him in the face to shut him up, but he was
only doing his job to get a sale.  When we returned, he asked what we
thought and we told him we liked it.

"Let's go into the office and see what price we can get you on it."  We
followed along and sat down with him.  He punched a few numbers in his
computer and hummed and haa'd as if he were curing cancer.  "With all the
features on that particular model, I can put you in it for $37,200," he
said finally.

"Great, we'll give you $34,000 cash and take it right now," Colin said as
he negotiated with him.  Strange.  He never blinked at a $400,000 price,
but were trying to talk this guy down by 3 grand.

"Will you be having a trade in?"  The guy said as he looked at us.

"Not really relevant to the price is it?"  Colin said staring at him.  "Do
we have a deal or not?"

"Well, there is a $1,500 rebate that comes with this car, so you could
apply that to the purchase price."

"Excellent, so now we're down to thirty two five hundred," Colin said
politely.

"I actually meant that you could apply it to the $37,200 price bringing the
total to $35,700.  So we'd be meeting in the middle," he said continuing to
negotiate.

"Except I get the rebate no matter what the price.  So I'll assign the
rebate to you and with that, I'll offer $32,500 in cash."

"I'm not sure I can get that price approved," he said looking back at his
computer.  "If you'd like to put a deposit down on it, I could take it to
my Manager and see if he'd accept it."

"Well head off to your manager and find out then," Colin said "but you
certainly don't need a deposit to ask."

"He won't listen if he doesn't think you're serious."

"Well that would be a shame, because I just bought three other cars this
morning and I didn't need a deposit for any of them."

"I'm sorry sir, I really wouldn't be able to do that," he said.

"That really is too bad," Colin said as he stood up.  I got up with him and
we left the office and acted like we were about to leave.  The salesman
didn't even move.  What a dumbass.  Colin headed straight for the General
Manager's office and knocked.

"Good afternoon, we were interested in buying a Ford Mustang, but your
salesman said he wouldn't bring an offer to you without a deposit, so I'm
bypassing him and coming directly to you.  I want that car," Colin said
pointing at the dark blue Mustang "and I offered him $34,000 or $32,500
after the rebate is applied.  So would you please let me know whether or
not I can have it or should I just go down the street to the next Ford
dealership and get it?"

"Let me just go and get the details off the car and I'll be right back," he
said as he left the office and went to the car.  He came back with the
details and entered it into the computer.  "With all the additional
features the list price is $38,100" he said, so you were actually being
offered a lower price to start with.  We don't make as much on those cars
as you might think, but I could let it go for $35,400 or $33,900 after the
rebates and I could throw in rust protection which is worth almost $800, so
you'd be close to your original offer."

"Fine, we'll take it," Colin said as he shook the manager's hand.  "If you
can let me know how much the total is after taxes, I'll go get a bank draft
for it, or if you want my credit card, I can give that to you right now."

"I'm sorry, our maximum credit card purchase is $2,500.  We pay almost 3%
on all credit card transactions so it adds up fast.  Let me get a salesman
to look after you."

"Sure, just not the one that we were with a moment ago."

"So why won't they take your credit card here?"  I asked slightly confused.

"Because he's right about profit margins.  They don't make much on the cars
in these type of dealerships.  To lose 3% on every transaction would
probably kill a big chunk of their profit."

We were introduced to another salesman who gave us the final price and
after we'd filled out the paperwork, Colin left him an imprint of his
credit card and said we'd back with payment as soon as we could.  As we
jumped in the car, I had decided that I really didn't want to trade my car
in and told him as much.

"I'm gonna keep this for a few more years.  At least until they change the
style or something.  I like the car and it's comfortable," I said as I
looked at him hoping he wouldn't be too upset or anything.

"It's your car baby, no pressure to change it at all.  I just normally do
that with my cars every couple years to keep them from getting too old.
Except for the collectibles of course."  I kissed him hard and felt a bit
of relief at being allowed to keep the car I loved.  We headed over to the
bank and got money order for the Mustang.  They were finalizing the
information so Colin called the insurance agent and had the car registered
so we could get the temporary sticker to get it off the lot and be able to
drive it home.  I phoned the house to see if Troy was there, but he was out
so it was ideal to be able to hide the car in the garage.  Colin moved all
the other vehicles out and had ADAM lock the garage as we hid Troy's car in
it.  We would tell the boys that we were having the interior redone and it
couldn't be accessed.

"Let's go grab lunch and finish off some of the other stuff we have to do,"
he said as we jumped back in my car.  For the rest of the day we picked off
as many things as we could from our list.  We tried to get the big things
done first.

"You know babe, buying things for people who don't have much is tons of
fun, but I have absolutely no idea what to buy for you.  I mean you could
buy anything you want," I told him.

"We don't have to buy each other things sweetie.  We have each other.  Hell
the best Christmas present I could get would be breakfast in bed and you
curled up with me."

"Awww, and the best present I could get from you would be...a pair of
Bugattis," I laughed as I kissed him.  "Just kidding.  I'd be happy if we
went away for a trip somewhere, just the two of us."

"Then let's do that.  We'll give each other a vacation.  You buy the
accommodation, I'll buy the entertainment."

"Woohoo!  Rent boys for a week!"  I giggled.

"Somehow, I knew you were going to say that.  Maybe we should go to Lesbos,
Greece," he suggested.

"That would be the worst.  An island full of lesbians.  Bummer.  At least
you'd be guaranteed to get laid several times a day and not worry about me
chasing boys."

"Kinda the point," he laughed.

We had our plans and the garage was rapidly filling up with stuff, but we
still had room for the new cars when they showed up the next day.  The two
luxury cars arrived first and we had the Mercedes left in the driveway next
to my car, and the Lamborghini put next to the other one in the garage.
Then in the afternoon, the Charger arrived which we hid in the garage next
to the Mustang.  The house was starting to look like our own showroom.  I
was almost sick as I thought about the fact that we had over a million
dollars of cars, not including J.P.'s Charger.  We seriously needed to sell
the other Lamborghini and maybe one of my kidneys.  Colin wasn't bothered
as he explained that there more than 5 million dollars of cars at his
parent's house in their climate controlled garage.  I had to admit, I
wanted to get the new Lamborghini out onto the road.  We had spent so much
money on Christmas so far that I was sure that somewhere along the way we
now owned a small country or something, but according to Colin we still had
all the small stuff to pick up yet.  His idea of small stuff should be
interesting.  We had to use the SUV several times in order to get
everything home and most of it was hidden in the garage.  Colin and I spent
tons of time wrapping everything and getting it all organized before
dragging it out and putting it under the tree.  We made sure to have
presents for everyone so that they wouldn't get suspicious of the stuff
hidden in the garage.  We had big bows placed on the new cars with giant
tags as to who they were for.

Christmas morning came quickly and the energy level in the house was
incredible.  J.P. and Mary were coming over early and everyone else would
come over for dinner later in the day.  We had arranged a caterer to help
with the meal as there would be 14 of us including Cory and Sheila, our
parents and Alex's.  No way we knew how to cook for that many and we were
pretty sure they wouldn't want pizza.

Kyle and Troy were the first two up and bounced into our room like little
kids.  "Come on get up!  Santa's been."  They chanted together laughing.
They bounced on us until we finally pinned them down and gave them wet
sloppy kisses until they yelled `Uncle.'  Then it was Alex and Jason's
turn.  WE heard Troy and Kyle giving them the same treatment, until we all
strolled down to the kitchen for breakfast in just our robes.  There were
so many presents piled under the tree that it was going to take the better
part of a week to open them all.  After breakfast and coffee we went and
began to open some of the smaller presents.  We had bought lots of clothes
and jewelry for each other as we knew what the other liked.  J.P. and Mary
arrived around 10am and it was time for the real fun to begin.  We rapidly
opened as much as we could.  I had hidden stuff around the house for Colin
and he laughed as he ran around trying to find it all.  I gave him a
hundred pair of boxer briefs and socks, with a note to go to the media room
where he found a case of golden Oreos wrapped up, which were his favorite.
I got him new shoes and hid them in one of the spare rooms.  He was having
fun following the clues to get to everything.

Once he was done he returned, I handed him our present to each other which
was a week long trip to Turks and Caicos.  Kyle opened a couple of his
presents which were a remote controlled gas powered helicopter and plane.

"That's because you said you wanted to be a pilot," Colin told him
smirking.  Kyle grinned from ear to ear and said he loved it. Then he was
told to go look on the pool deck outside for his next gift.  We all went
with him as he saw a covered item on the lawn with his name on it.  When he
pulled the cover back it was a powered paraglider with a gift certificate
for lessons on how to use it.  He squealed with excitement as he loved
flying in any capacity.  We finally gave him a rolled tubed which he
unwrapped by ripping the paper off like a mad man.  He pulled out a piece
of paper and looked at it.

"Read it," I told him.

"It says that it's a certificate of business registration.  It's says Kyle
Air.  Owner Kyle Parker Christianson, CEO.  What's that mean?"  He asked as
he looked at Colin and me.

"It means that you own your own airline.  You don't have any planes or
anything, but you actually have a business in your name."

"Seriously?  I own my own airline?"

"Yep.  Registered with the government."

"That's fucking cool.  My first flight will be on the paraglider - Kyle
Force One!"  We all laughed and returned to the living room.  We gave Mary
a present of a luxury Spa day and a $1000 gift certificate to a furniture
store to buy things she said she needed for the house.  She gave all of us
big hugs.

Jason and Alex opened their present from all of us which was a trip around
the world and had many of Alex's bucket list things on it.  They would be
going on an African Safari; nude skydiving; riding in a Rolls Royce through
London England and taking a tour of Buckingham palace; walking on the Great
Wall of China, diving down to visit the Titanic wreckage; and seeing
Penguins in Antarctica.  They were stunned, as it included cruises, planes,
trains, camels, snowmobiles and other types of transportation.

"I think that's my entire bucket list," said Alex.  "Am I dying or
something?"  He laughed.  They kissed all of us since the present was from
everyone.

We handed J.P. and Troy a present at the same time.  I had heard Colin
instruct ADAM to unlock the garage earlier so that we could get in there
for the big gifts.

Each of the guys unwrapped a remote control toy which was a replica of
their cars in the garage.  They laughed and said they would race them
against each other, so we immediately suggested they go out into the
driveway and play with them.  We all headed out to watch and after only a
couple minutes, it was time for the fun.

"You shouldn't leave them outside though.  They'll get wet.  If I were you,
I'd park them in the garage," I said trying not to sound too obvious.  I
threw Troy the remote and he opened the garage.  As they waited for it to
open, both boys laughed as they parked the toys at the entrance waiting to
enter like a real car.  As soon as the door was fully open, they both
gasped simultaneously as they saw the full size cars with giant red bows on
them.  They were almost in shock.

"Is this really for me?"  Troy said with tears in his eye.  "You bought me
a Mustang?"  He walked up to the car and opened the door carefully and
looked inside as if he were expecting it to explode.  Meanwhile J.P. was
doing the same thing with his car.  They were both speechless until they
came out and jumped all over us kissing and hugging everyone.  We had made
sure to include everyone in the gift giving so that no one felt left out.
The cars were from all of us, not just Colin and me.

No one had seen the Lamborghini yet and as the excitement of the two gifts
changed, the attention turned to the orange vehicle parked on the other
side of the black Lamborghini.

"Oh my god, you bought a new Lamborghini?  Is this one for me?"  Kyle
giggled.  "If not, I'm happy to take the old one off your hands."  The next
half hour was everyone tripping over all the cars.  Troy and J.P. wanted to
take their cars for a spin and we decided to take a break as Troy and Kyle
took off for a ride in the Mustang, followed by J.P., Jason and Alex in the
Charger.  Colin and I finally put all the other vehicles back in the
garage, leaving room for the Mustang when he returned.  We went inside and
stopped Mary from cleaning up all the wrapping paper everywhere.  There
were electronics, clothes, junk food and gift cards everywhere.  Mary said
that we shouldn't have bought J.P. a car as it was too extravagant.

"No, he needs it and he's our brother so nothing is too good for him.  He's
been talking about a Charger since we met him.  Something tells me, he'll
probably sleep in it," I laughed.

"Probably," she agreed.  "We should get some food ready for everyone.
Would you let me cook something up for everyone?  You boys look like you're
starving."

We smiled and followed her to the kitchen and helped her cook up a big
brunch for everyone.  Once the boys returned, the meal was almost ready and
we all sat down to enjoy it.  The day had started out amazing and we had
just gotten things tidied and organized when Cory and Sheila arrived.  Cory
looked like he had moved out, he was hauling so much stuff with him.

Cory strolled into the house and immediately spoke "ADAM, Cory is in the
living room," he announced and was acknowledged.  He was carrying a big
stuffed beaver under one arm and his backpack on his back.

"What's with the beaver, buddy?"

"Mom bought him for me.  I named him Justin," he said.  I raised my
eyebrows.

"Oh?  Why?"

He giggled.  "Because he's Justin Beaver, but I'm calling him the `Beavs.'"

"That's hilarious," I said as he sat down right beside me.  Jason took the
beaver from him and threw it across to the other side of the couch.

"Hey!"  Cory complained as he jumped up to get it.  When he came back Jason
said he should let me see it.  He handed it to me and as soon as I had it,
Jason grabbed it off me and threw it across the living room again.  "Hey,
stop that!"  Cory said as he ran to get it again and sat down on the
opposite side of me away from Jason.

"Just getting you practice?"

"Huh?"  said Cory.

"Practice...you know, at chasing beaver," I snorted a laugh but Cory just
looked at us with his cute annoyed face.  Sheila couldn't help but chuckle
along with us.

"So was Santa good to you buddy?"  Jason asked him smiling.

"You know there's no Santa right?"  He said looking at Jason as if he were
stupid.  "But my Mom bought me a new bike.  It's really cool.  It has
shocks and everything.  I even got a new helmet too.  Plus she bought me a
new Ipod touch with wicked games and a gift card to buy more."

"Wow, you sound like you got some amazing stuff," Jason said as Cory showed
him the Ipod.  Cory and Jason had gone out earlier in the week to buy stuff
for his Mom for Christmas, so she thanked him for the gifts when they were
away from Cory's ears.  He smiled and gave her a hug.  "He had lots of
ideas of what you wanted."  Our gift to her was similar to what we had
gotten for Mary.  We gave her a luxury Spa day, just without the gift
certificate for furniture as she didn't need it.  Of course the day
included a day of looking after Cory as well, which she smiled and thanked
us for.

We handed Cory the present we had for him.  The first was a new skateboard
which he rode from the kitchen to the great room and then over to the
living room before his Mom told him to get off it and use it outside only.
We all laughed but didn't correct her as it wasn't our place to do that.
Then we gave him a very large box.  When he opened it, it was a 4 wheel
drive remote control gas powered monster truck.  The thing was 32" long and
21" high and could go 80km an hour and travel over rough terrain.  It was a
little beyond his age, but we had read the directions and knew it could be
throttled back to not go quite as fast.  Cory squealed with excitement and
ran outside to play with it.  We all followed and helped him get it going.
The first thing we had to do was fill it with gas.  He raced it down the
driveway and then over the lawn and through the flower beds before bringing
it back.  He was thrilled with it.  Sheila shook her head and told him that
he could only use it when an adult was present.  We told him we would go
down to the beach later so he could try it out down there.  We didn't dare
tell her it cost over $500 dollars, as we had promised to keep the gifts
reasonable and not go overboard.  We had a story to tell her we got it on a
clearance sale.  Yes, we were prepared to lie our cute little asses off.
Yea, I still believe I have a cute little ass.  Thanks for asking.  We also
got him some cool clothes for school, even though we knew that clothes for
kids weren't a great gift, but when he saw that they were like ours; from
boxer/briefs to cool shoes and designer t-shirts, he was thrilled.  We only
got him a couple outfits as we knew Sheila had bought him stuff that she
had coordinated with Jason to get the right look.  Moms have a tendency to
buy white briefs for their kids well beyond it being acceptable.

When Mom and Dad arrived, we gave them a present which they tried to refuse
at first.  Again, the present was from all of us and we had paid off their
mortgage.  They were shocked, but we insisted that they deserved it as they
had helped us so much when we were growing up, and now we were in a
position to help them back.  Cory had been jumping all over the place
trying to get someone to take him down to the beach to play with his car.
Kyle and Troy eventually took him while Jason, J.P. Colin, Alex and me hung
out with our parents and Mary and Sheila.  After we hung out for a bit,
Colin saw that Dad was looking bored with all the women talk about us
`kids'.

"Henry, do you like cars?"

"Sure.  I heard you had a few new ones around today."

"Let's leave the women to talk and I'll show you the new toys," he
suggested.  They headed out and I wondered if I was one of the women he was
referring to.  I checked my business card...and stayed where I was.

They were gone for a while and when they returned my father was grinning
from ear to ear.  He looked 20 years younger and I found out they had taken
the new Lamborghini for a spin around the neighborhood.  "Honey, do we have
$300,000 that we don't need.  Colin is selling their other Lamborghini."

"Nice try Henry."

Alex's Mom and Dad, Frank and Betty, arrived just before dinner and Jason
and Alex gave them a gift of a vacation to Australia that they had always
wanted.  The parents said that they had a tough time buying us things for
Christmas, but they had done a good job of getting items that we wouldn't
normally get ourselves like new robes for all of us, several recipe books
because they didn't think we were eating properly, a cappuccino machine and
blender, and my Dad said he wanted to take us all out to dinner one day so
everyone could be together, which sounded like fun. A cappuccino machine?
Did they know we owned two coffee shops?  Why would we ever want to make
our own?  I only knew how to put instant crystals in my cup and pour hot
water on it.  It actually might be fun to learn and we could save money by
having coffee at home.  Oh wait, we got free coffee at the Grind'r anyway.
So much for the cost saving idea.  With the amount of money we'd spent this
Christmas, I was going to have to recycle a lot of bottles.  By my
calculations about 20 million, at a nickel a piece.  We also got clothes
and things for the house, as well as some new sports equipment.  It was a
great Christmas for everyone, but the best part was having everyone
together for the day.  The caterers had arrived on time with the food for
the big meal.  The turkey smelled amazing and after it was all laid out,
they left and we helped ourselves as if we had cooked it ourselves.  Talk
about the best way to prepare a meal.

It took a long time to have dinner and Cory was bouncing around like a
Mexican jumping bean.  Once dessert was finally over, he looked at us with
his big eyes.

"Can we go swimming now?"

"Honey, you have to wait for an hour after eating before you can swim,"
Sheila told him.

"Mom!  That's just an old wives tale," he said looking at her with his
serious face.  Then he realized what he'd said "no offense," he quickly
added which caused all of us to laugh.  "Right Jason?"  He said looking for
some support to take away focus from what he'd just implied.

"Right, but if your Mom says to wait, then that's up to her not me."

"Cory, you can go swimming in a bit.  Let everyone finish dinner first.
Did you bring your swim shorts?"

"No, Mom.  We just swim naked around here," he replied as if she were crazy
to even suggest such a thing.

"I'm sure that's okay when it's just the boys, but we have women present.
You need to wear shorts tonight."

"Awww, Mom!" he complained.

"That's okay.  I think there's a pair of your shorts in your room if you
want to go and check, when you have permission to leave the table," Jason
told him.  He looked at his Mom and stared her down until she gave in.  He
grinned and ran upstairs, coming down about two minutes later in just his
shorts.  He sat back at the table staring at his Mom again, waiting for the
green light to be allowed to go swimming.

"Patience Cory.  Someone needs to be down there with you," she said.

"Sheila if that's your only concern we can watch him from up here.  ADAM,
please activate the indoor pool cameras on the monitor in the dining room."
The ding acknowledged the request as the video panel lit up to show the
whole pool.  Sheila smiled and nodded to her son, who flew out of his
chair.

"ADAM, Cory is in the indoor pool," he said as he raced down the stairs.
Again the system replied to the new information.

"That's quite the in house surveillance."  Sheila commented.

"It can do quite a bit that's for sure.  Makes it easy to keep track of
things.  It's like a giant babysitter if we need it to be.  "ADAM, please
alert us if you don't detect movement in the indoor pool for more than 5
seconds."  It responded.

"Now if Cory stops moving, which is as unlikely as taxes being eliminated,
ADAM will alert us and we could race down to see what is going on.  If Cory
leaves the room or goes outside, it will tell us, so that we can make sure
he's okay."

"Now where was this system just after he learned to walk?  Every time I
turned around he was gone."

"Try having twins," my Mom told her, which started a whole new conversation
about all of us as kids.  They yapped on for ages about us and no one
except Colin was left out of the embarrassment.  If they'd thought to bring
baby pictures, no doubt they would already on the big screen for everyone
to see us sitting in the sink or running around naked in various places.
It was as if they knew how we would grow up, or perhaps that's why we grew
up enjoying nudity.  Parents pay attention.  If you allow your kids to be
naked at the beach, in the back yard etc., they could end up to be nudists
as adults.  I'm just saying.

"ADAM, please activate the cone of silence," I said out loud.

"Unknown command."

"Too bad," I smiled.

We heard the front gate buzzer and Colin smiled and said he'd get it.  When
he returned, he invited all of us out to the front entrance.  When we got
there, all of us were a little surprised to see a large flatbed truck
backing in the driveway.  It had what looked like two more cars on it,
although they both had protective covers over them.

"Justin, I know you like cars as much as I do so I thought you might like
to have these around the house.  Jason, would you give me a hand getting
the covers off."  Kyle had run back in the house to get Cory, who joined us
wrapped in one of the new robes which was three times too big for him.

The first car to be uncovered was the Ferrari I had been looking at, the
458 Spider, but the second car got visible gasps from everyone as it was
Colin's Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport.  The truck driver lowered the flatbed
and brought the vehicles down off it.  "Merry Christmas Justin," Colin
said.  "But before you get all weird on me, I didn't spend any money on
them.  I just had them shipped up from my parent's house.  I know how you
complained about us spending too much money.  The Ferrari is for you to
keep and the Bugatti is to use if you want to."

"Holy shit," I said as I heard Cory giggle behind me.  Then he whispered to
Kyle.  "He said the `S' word again.  That's a quarter in the swear jar."

"It's justified this time," Kyle told him as we all went to check out the
cars.

"I thought we weren't going to buy each other stuff," I said to Colin as I
hugged him.

"I didn't.  I'm re-gifting the Ferrari and just moving the Bugatti to our
house instead of my parents place."  I guess he found a loophole in the
rules.

"We're gonna need a bigger garage," I said.

"Already taken care of.  The contractors will be here after Boxing day to
build a four car garage for the luxury cars that will be climate controlled
to adjust humidity and temperature for each one.  Meanwhile, we'll just
have to keep them in the regular garage and park a few of the others
outside.

We now had 11 vehicles in the family, 12 if you included J.P.'s car.  It
was getting ridiculous.  The old Lamborghini was definitely going to have
to go.

We all sat in each vehicle, but I was too scared to move the Bugatti, so I
made Colin park it in the garage well away from anything else.  I couldn't
see ever driving it.  It should be hermetically sealed on a rotating
platform to show off to our friends, but never driven...never.  Hell, you'd
have to take a security detail with you just to park it at the mall.  Talk
about a car that is a target for thieves.  The Ferrari and Lamborghini's
were bad enough for that.  Imagine going to ICBC (Insurance Corporation of
British Columbia) and saying `someone stole my 2 million dollar car while I
was in getting a loaf of bread and a box of Macaroni and Cheese.  They'd
laugh us out of the building.  We all had to admit, it was a pretty car and
I would be sitting in it a lot to listen to music.  Maybe I'd even start it
a few times to listen to the engine hum.  This car had a thousand
horsepower and could do something like 400 km per hour.  Just what you need
for downtown rush hour traffic.  I had no idea where in the hell we could
even drive something like this in BC, as the roads weren't like California
freeways or anything.  A set of tires for it cost $30,000 and the thing had
like 10 radiators.  Something told me that this wasn't the type of car you
took to the quicky lube to have an oil change, but I'd sure like to see
their faces if we did.  It was almost too much car and I told Colin as
much, but he said it could either sit in our garage where we could at least
see it, or stay in his parent's garage where we could just imagine it.

Kyle and Troy had no problem asking Colin if they could go for a ride in it
and he said we could go out tomorrow after Christmas was over.  He
suggested that we take all the cars and go turn some heads.  It would be
like our own mini parade of luxury sport cars.  I remember how easy it was
to get straight boys out of their clothes with the old Lamborghini.  The
new one and the Bugatti would be real panty droppers.  Hell, we could
probably get straight boys to fuck each other in a porn movie for worldwide
distribution for a ride in the Bugatti.  Hmmm...I gotta remember where I
put my video camera.  I'm sure my Dad would fuck Alex's dad for a ride in
the thing.  Oh gross, I just got that image in my head.  I may never get it
out again.  Ewwww... What the hell was I thinking?  I need more alcohol
now.  We secured the vehicles and set the alarm in the garage.  I felt we
should also hire security guards with automatic weapons and Rottweiler's to
patrol the perimeter.

The night wore on and we all moved to the media room to watch a Christmas
movie.  Cory fell asleep with his head on Jason's lap.  Sheila smiled at
him.  "He really loves you, ya know."

"I love him too.  He's an amazing kid," Jason said.  "You never know what
he's gonna come up with next."

"Puberty is next.  Let's see if you think he's as much fun when that hits.
He's already asking questions I'm not sure how to answer age
appropriately," she smiled.

"Yeah, believe me we have the same problem around here.  He's all
questions, all the time, but I think hanging around with so many boys he's
learning how we act just by watching us.  Although sometimes he's a little
sneaky about it."

"Well you seemed to have cured him of hiding in the closets," she laughed.
"Now he just walks around without clothes and asks blunt questions."

"Sorry about that," Jason smiled.  "He's already been asking about things
like masturbation and why his body is different than ours."

"Good luck with that," Sheila smiled.  "He's all yours for those lessons."

"Geez thanks," Jason laughed.  "I think I'm out of town that day."

"Now where would you be if your father hadn't told you about the facts of
life," my Mom chimed in.  Oh no, she wasn't going to go there with a house
full of people.

"Okay, let's change the subject before we get into things that'll make us
all turn bright red and embarrass everyone," I said quickly.  "This is a
family day, not Dr. Phil's sex ed. class."  They laughed and thankfully
changed the subject, but not before my Mom said she'd share details with
Sheila and Mary later.  I groaned and wondered if it was too late to move
another country where they couldn't find us.  The day ended and everyone
headed home.  Cory wanted to spend the night, but after some discussion, he
reluctantly went home with all his new toys, but promised to come back in a
few days.  He thought it would be fun to race all the remote control cars.

"Maybe we should race all the other cars too," laughed Kyle.

"I could rent the Mission Raceway if you really want to have some fun,"
suggested Colin which caused a whole lot of excitement.  Something told me
we would now be heading out there one day soon.  I had to admit, I was
excited with all the new cars and things we had and couldn't wait to get
out and show some of them off.

We looked around the house and it was a mess, but we decided it could all
wait until tomorrow.  After all they didn't call it Boxing day for nothing.
I figured that's the day you put all the wrapping paper and stuff into
boxes, and then put the artificial tree back in the box.  I had no idea why
it was called Boxing Day, but it was another holiday, so we just accepted
that.  Maybe they had a whole day of boxing matches on TV, which I wouldn't
know about anyway.  I'll add it to my list of things to ask Wikipedia.  All
of us headed to the master bedroom, and had a Christmas orgy.  Nothing says
happy holidays like a nice traditional gay orgy.  We fucked, sucked and
kissed the hell out of each other for hours until finally Jason and Alex
headed for their bedroom and left Troy and Kyle to sleep with us.

Troy curled up against me.  "Thank you for my car.  It's the most amazing
thing anyone has ever done for me, except for the whole being adopted
thing.  I love you guys so much," he said as he put his head on my chest.

"I love you too," I said as we drifted off to sleep.



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