Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2010 16:11:40 EST
From: bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: Castaway Hotel: Grand Reopening - Book 4, chapters 9 - 10

Castaway Hotel -- Grand Reopening -- Book 4 by BW                    
Copyright 2009 by billwstories
Chapter 9 -- A Night For Lovers.                           

**Author's Note:** Please read the disclaimer in Chapter 00 before you read
this.

Trey was in a very aroused state after having his dream fulfilled, so he
was all over Dion before they even got to their door.  They were kissing
frantically and pawing at each other's clothing, trying to take them off.
Trey pushed Dion into the room, while managing to close the door behind
him, before guiding his lover onto the bed.  Once he had him pinned to the
mattress, he began stripping Dion while continuing to make out.  Once he
had finished removing everything Dion had on, Trey let Dion remove his
clothing in return, while he played with Dion's body and snake-like cock.
When they were both undressed, they kissed some more, eagerly letting their
mouths explore each other in all of those wonderful, sensitive places.

After many minutes of this fun, switching back and forth to give each other
pleasure, Trey demanded Dion make love to him.  Moving with the speed of
light, Dion grabbed the lube and a condom, unwrapped the protective sheath
and slid it into place, before greasing it and his lover up.  As soon as
that had been taken care of, he pushed Trey legs upward, until they rested
on his chest, so he could expose his lover's hungry hole.  Trey was aquiver
with anticipation, because he looking forward to feeling Dion's impressive
tool inside of him again.

Dion was totally hard now and as excited as his lover.  Gently he lined up
his stiff pole with Trey's opening and slowly pushed his way in.  Dion felt
his bulbous head pass through Trey's pucker, and then the muscular ring
snapped closed around his shaft, squeezing it tightly.  As he continued to
force his way past the guardian of the gate, he slowly slid his organ
completely into the warm tunnel, which he had come to know so well.  He
kept sliding in, further and further, until he felt his scrotum brush up
against his boyfriend's slightly hairy ass cheeks.  At that moment, Dion
bent forward and began kissing Trey again.  Eagerly, he allowed his tongue
to slip past Trey's lips and felt Trey immediately begin to suck on it, as
he often did with other parts of Dion's anatomy.  Suddenly, their roles
reversed as Trey's tongue followed Dion's, when it withdrew from his mouth.
Now, Trey's tongue was inside Dion's steamy oral cavity, greedily seeking
to explore the entire interior.

Dion started rocking his body back and forth, letting his penis slip in and
nearly out of his boyfriend's chute, as he strove to build a steady rhythm
that would please them both.  The longer he continued, the more frantic his
pace became, as he slowly felt the sensations building in his loins and the
tingling emanating from his groin.  He managed to pump Trey's cock with the
same cadence he was using to pound his butt, trying to make sure they came
together.  The ripples of pleasure kept building, until he began to sense
his testicles pulling toward his body and his penis swell, while his
breathing became increasingly ragged and shallow.  Trembling with pleasure,
he made one final thrust and felt his penis explode, as several bursts of
steamy cum collected in the reservoir-tip of the prophylactic.

At nearly the same instant, Trey's penis spewed its load between their two
bodies and both Dion and Trey were panting now, as a result of the
combination of exertion and the fantastic orgasm they had enjoyed.  They
reveled in this post-orgasmic bliss for many minutes, and then they resumed
their kissing and let their hands roam over the other's body, because they
didn't want the wonderful feeling to end.  When the overpowering sensations
had passed, they cleaned up and got in under the covers, wrapped in each
other's arms, while all the pleasant moments of the evening played in their
minds.

Nick and Kevin had gone to their room in the same highly aroused state as
the first pair.  Kevin told Nick that he was really beginning to love him,
maybe as much or even more than he had Dustin.  Nick had tried to
discourage this from happening whenever Kevin started getting mushy
before… that was up until tonight.  Those other times he had just wanted
to get off with Kevin, but without the strings or other commitments, but
now he even told Kevin he loved him back.  Possibly for the first time in
his life, Nick was thinking about more than just the sex.  He looked at
Kevin tonight and saw more than just the handsome face, lean body and the
piece of flesh swinging between his legs.  This time he noticed the shine
of his longish hair, the sparkle in his eye, the special smile that he
seemed to have just for him and the soft, sweet way he would whisper in his
ear.  He had never noticed things like this about any of his other partners
and instead focused solely on two anatomical features located just below
the waist, but on opposite sides of the body.  This time he was seeing the
whole person.

They were now naked and lying on the bed, kissing passionately and letting
their hands explore and stimulate each other's sensitive places, before
Kevin swung around.  He was now staring at Nick engorged piece of meat and
his own manhood was even with Nick's face.  Slowly, he began to lick and
suck the surface of Nick's erection, all around the glans and up and down
the stiff pole, and could feel Nick was doing the same.  Once Kevin was
satisfied with his ministrations of that area, he licked over and around
the sensitive covering of his scrotum, but felt Nick playing with his
foreskin, while also mimicking everything Kevin was doing to him.
Energetically they brought each other to the brink, backed off a little,
before lifting them back to that same pinnacle again.

Now, they were both beyond the point of no return and unloaded into each
other's sucking cavern.  They soon filled each other's mouth to more than
overflowing, before they swallowed what was there, just in time to receive
the next volley as it shot from the tiny slit.  After a few powerful
spurts, their orgasms began to subside, so they merely lapping up the
juices that were left.  At this point, Kevin swung back around and placed
his mouth securely against Nick's, as they mixed their own taste with that
of their lover.

The boys kissed and petted each other for several minutes more, savoring
every second it took them to come down from that fantastic high.  Kevin
hugged Nick and thanked him for taking part in planning that romantic
evening for him, which left Nicky momentarily speechless.  Eventually, Nick
found his tongue again and told Kevin it was because he had wanted to do
something special for him, to make him forget about Dustin.  Although Kevin
told him that would never completely happen, he did confirm he was not
thinking of Dustin as often or as strongly as he had in the past, and most
of that was due to Nick's presence in his life.  His connection to Nick was
growing stronger and they spent the rest of the night cuddled in each
other's arms.

Danny and Brandon were just as affected as the other, even though they had
been together longer and knew each other more deeply.  However, the impact
of the evening had them looking at each other a little differently tonight.
Brandon first asked Danny how he had thought about setting it all up, so
Danny explained he had spoken to Dion and most of what happened had begun
as Dion's idea.  Dion was on a mission and his goal to make Trey happy and
give him the romantic evening he had been longing for.  Dion had asked
Danny and Nick if they wanted to be included, as he felt it would be better
if more than just Trey and he were there, so they agreed.  Danny said he'd
been thinking about what he could do for Valentines Day anyway and this
just kind of fit together and solved his problem.  Danny confessed he knew
Brandon would enjoy such an unexpected treat and also knew he'd enjoy doing
this for Brandon more than anything they'd done with the girls they had
dated.

After ending this little discussion, they were soon kissing and hugging,
working their way all over each other's face, from the ears to the neck,
then to the lips and around the interior of their mouths, eventually moving
down to their partner's chest, after they had removed each other's shirt.
Now, they took turns working on each other's nipples, running their tongues
down the center of their lover's chest, until they reached the navel.
After using their tongues to tease those areas that had long ago lost their
functionality, they began to remove each other's trousers and underwear,
freeing their woodies from the confines of the cramped quarters they had
been imprisoned in.  Once their manhood swung free, they were able to enjoy
each other's attention even more.  As Danny moved down to take Brandon
orally, Brandon stopped him.

"Wait.  First I want you to make love to me and make me feel as great as I
was feeling downstairs," Brandon suggested, nearly breathlessly.  "Tonight
you made me feel so loved and wanted and I don't want that to end.  I want
to feel that way now, while also being able to make you feel that good
too."

Danny wasn't about to look this gift-horse in the mouth, so he grabbed the
KY and a foil packet and got ready to do what his boyfriend requested.
Brandon opened the condom and unrolled it over Danny's more than adequate
tool and then added a coat of clear gel to its exterior, once it was in
place.  Once he was ready, Danny began kissing Brandon again and greased up
Brandon's chute at the same time, before moving into position.  This time
he rolled Brandon on his stomach and lifted his butt up a little, before he
glided in behind him. As he pressed forward, forcing his rod deeper into
his lover's hole, he reached up and turned Brandon's head toward him, so he
could kiss him passionately, while pumping in and out of his love canal.

Their two bodies moved as one, with Brandon backing into Danny's every
thrust, thus multiplying the pleasure they were both feeling.  Brandon's
body quivered each time Danny's massive head brushed his prostrate and
Danny was in heaven as his penis was stroked and caressed by Brandon's warm
lining. His strokes had changed from long and slow thrusts to short and
quick piston like movements, because he was almost ready to bust a nut.
Danny held on for as long as he could, but finally gave in to this building
pressure by ramming his light-pole deep into Brandon's cavern, before
groaning and releasing a torrent of cum that flooded the end of that poor
rubber.

Brandon also felt Danny's cock swell and throb as each string of semen
burst from it, but he wished he could still feel the warm fluid coating his
interior, like he had before Pop had insisted that everyone use condoms.
Danny collapsed next to Brandon, pulling him onto his side, but his cock
was still imbedded in his lover's ass.

They lay that way, recovering from that powerful session, when Brandon
rolled over and thanked Danny for the entire evening.  That's when Danny
told him that it wasn't over yet.  Now it was Brandon's turn to make love
to him.  Danny grabbed another rubber, teased little Brandon back to life,
and then he slid the raincoat over the throbbing mast.  He added a coat of
KY and kissed Brandon to let him know he was done.

 Brandon just rolled Danny on his side, lifted Danny's top leg so that his
foot rested on the opposite knee and then gently pried Danny's butt cheeks
apart.  Once the pucker was exposed, Brandon lined his penis with Danny's
tunnel of love and then he added just enough pressure to slip past the
guardian and glide all the way in.

Brandon established his rhythm using medium strokes and was going as slowly
as his aching balls would allow.  Danny was enjoying the feel of Brandon's
prized piece of meat pistoning in and out of him, but Brandon was so
emotionally aroused from the effects the evening had on him, that he was
soon humping like a rabbit.  While that was happening, Danny turned his
head toward Brandon and began kissing and sucking on his tongue.  That put
Brandon over the top and he began to feel the fluids leave his testicles
and travel up the shaft.  He tried to hold it back, but had little success,
and it was only seconds later before his hot magma spewed forth, in several
strong gushes, filling the tip of the rubber almost beyond capacity.
Spent, he lay panting, yet still completely embedded in Danny's velvety
chasm.  After he had recovered from this powerful release, his penis
deflated and slowly slipped out of Danny's backside, so the two staggered
weakly out of their room to clean up and pee.  When they went back to their
bed, they slowly entangling their bodies with each other, so they were
taking up only slightly more space than a single body would occupy, and
went to sleep that way.

Later, when I went upstairs to check on everyone, I saw each of those three
couples locked in their lover's embrace and the most contended looks you
could ever imagine plastered across their faces.  I was pleased I had been
able to play even a small part in this special evening for them, but hoped
it wouldn't be the last.  I pray the memories and feelings they had enjoyed
this evening would stay with them forever.

                                 * * * * * * * *

As my gay boys shared their love with their partners, the other boys began
to return home.  I had rented a limo to drive them around for the evening,
and heard it pull in, just before the vehicle's headlights brightening the
previously dark interior of the house.  I lay in bed, looking out my door
and saw them enter, wondering if any of them would want to discuss their
evening with me.

"Dad, are you sleeping?" I heard someone whisper.  It was Ricky.  I should
have known he would be the one who would want to fill me in on the
highlights of the evening.

"No, Ricky.  I was just waiting for the rest of you to get in," I told him.
"How did you're night go?"

"It was freaking awesome!" Ricky exclaimed.

"So, are you going to tell me about it?" I pressed, figuring that was his
intention all along.

"Yeah, if you're not too tired," he offered, giving me an out.

"No, I'd love to hear how it went," I offered, which was all Ricky needed
to hear.

"Well, we had the limo driver take us down to pick up Jay first and then we
went to the florist to get the girls' corsages," he began.

"So there were no problems or mix-ups in your orders?" I followed.

"Nah, everything was fine." he replied, without hesitation.  "Anyway, once
we left there, we gave the limo driver the addresses to our dates' houses
and he drove to each one.  Whoever's date it was would go up to the door to
get his girlfriend, but we all ended up being asked inside to meet her
parents and let them take some pictures of us.  They said they'd make
copies for us too, but it did take quite a bit of time to do all of that."

"After we'd picked up the last girl, our chauffeur drove us to the
restaurant and we went in and announced our reservation.  The waiters all
seemed to know we were your sons, because they asked how you were doing.  I
guess they also figured we'd tip just like you do, so they treated us like
royalty, which really impressed the girls.  They said when they'd been out
on other dates, the waiters usually gave them only minimal attention, since
high school students aren't known to tip very well, so the girls were in
awe that we were treated like someone famous."  I could only chuckle at
that observation.

"Anyway, the girls seemed to enjoy the food and we all ordered
non-alcoholic drinks from the bar, which seemed to make them feel even more
special.  I'm glad you suggested we order those virgin drinks for our
dates," he added, with a wink.  "The girls seemed to think that was neat
too."

"I'm glad I was of service," I replied, coyly.

"The dance was great too and the band was better than any of us expected,"
he continued.  "They were older guys, probably in their thirties, but they
played all the tunes we really like."  As he said that I thought, 'old' and
'in their thirties' shouldn't be allowed in the same breath.  Ricky didn't
notice my amusement over his statement and kept going.

"We all danced to most of the songs, but I don't think we were really
paying that much attention to each other, as we were mainly getting it on
with our girlfriends.  You know, kissing and fondling and such."  I merely
nodded my head in acknowledgment of his statement.

"It was also pretty warm in there, so we spent some time at the refreshment
table too," he added, "and sometimes we'd just go into the halls or a dark
corner of the gym and make out for a while.  It wasn't much, but I could
tell my date was getting pretty turned on by it."  He winked again, to let
me know what a stud that made him.

"We didn't go all the way or nothin', but mostly because there was no place
private to go.  I didn't think she'd want to do it in the limo, with
everyone else there, but it looked like Dustin scored.  I think one of his
friends let him use the backseat of his car, because Dustin and his
girlfriend disappeared for quite a while, and when they came back, her hair
was all messed up and stuff."

I quickly made a mental note to speak with Dustin sometime soon, to make
sure he used protection, like I had instructed him.  Otherwise, I might
have to offer him some other suggestions, to make sure nothing unwanted
occurred because of that experience.

"Frankie might have gotten lucky too, because none of us remembered seeing
him around very much, so we weren't exactly sure what he'd been doing."  I
quickly added Frankie's name to my mental list.  I certainly hope they were
careful.

"I think my girlfriend might be willing to do something this weekend,
though," Ricky added, "because she invited me over to her place this
Saturday and told me her parents weren't going to be there."  He flashed an
evil little grin this time, letting me understand he was hoping to
capitalize on that situation.

"Just be smart and do everything I told you, if that should happen," I
informed him.

"Yeah, Dad, I know," he whined.  "I'll roll the condom over the banana
before we have sex," he added, mocking the prop I'd used when giving the
boys their latest sex talk.

"I'm certainly glad you all had a good time, but hope everyone played it
smart," I countered, which made Ricky groan again.

"Maybe I shouldn't have told you everything," he teased, but I knew he
didn't mean it.  He knew I'd worry, but I was still good about giving them
some leeway to make their own decisions.

"So, how did things go here?" he asked.  "Were the boyfriends happy with
their little surprise?"

"And how did you know about that?" I asked, amused and slightly shocked.
"It was supposed to be a secret."

"It was, cuz I didn't tell anyone," he assured me, "but you know I can
pretty much get Cole and Graham to tell me everything."  Suddenly, I
remembered how close he was to two of my assistants, and since they had
been privy to my plans after I'd asked them if they were willing to help
out, he must have learned from them.

"It went well and I think all of them had a good time," I told him.  "The
three partners seemed pleasantly surprised that their boyfriends went to
all the trouble, and each of the couples seemed happy, although they did
complain a little about my choice of songs."

"Oh, no!  You didn't play all of the music from the Middle Ages again, did
you?" he teased, while flashing me a devilish grin.

"I guess I shouldn't take your criticism too harshly," I joked back, "since
you gave me more of a break than they did.  Some of the others suggested it
was Stone Age music."  Ricky began to laugh hysterically now, realizing
he'd been outdone and I hadn't been annoyed by his inference.

"Okay, you head up to bed too," I suggested, "since we all still have
school tomorrow."

"Oh, Dad, couldn't we just skip a day?" Ricky whined.

"No, so don't make me decide not to let you boys take out dates next
Valentine's Day or the next big school event on a week night," I warned
him.  "If you can't do the necessary things the next day, then you
shouldn't be having so much fun the night before."  Ricky glared at me, but
got my message.

"Okay, you win -- as usual," he groaned, before turning and moving toward
the stairs.  Just before he reached them, he stopped short, wheeled about
and I was preparing myself for another argument.  Instead, he merely walked
back so he could hug and kiss me on the cheek.

"I still love you," he informed me, "even if sometimes you are an old
grouch."  I just chuckled to myself concerning his last comment, as I knew
he didn't really mean it.  As he turned around again, I smacked him on the
rear, making him jump slightly.

"What was that for," he grinned.

"For making fun of your old man," I shot back, "but I still love you too."
Once that was said, we both made our way to our own beds.



Castaway Hotel -- Grand Reopening -- Book 4 by BW                    
Copyright 2009 by billwstories
Chapter 10 -- Many Changes.                      

My gay boys talked about their special Valentine's Day for many days
afterward, explaining to their brothers who weren't there what a great time
they had and how fantastic it was.  The straight boys replied that they'd
also had a wonderful evening, while hinting that some of them even got more
than a card and a kiss.  I did confront Dustin and Frankie about their
exploits and successes that evening and both confessed they had made love
to their girlfriends, but assured me they had been smart and used
protection.  That relieved some of my concerns, but I was worried what
other problems might arise from those encounters.

The other boys also sensed a potential problem concerning what happened
this evening, but not with anything having to do with their dates.  Instead
they worried about how Kevin was going to react, if he learned Dustin went
all the way with his date, so they made certain not to say anything about
this in front of Kevin.  They feared learning that tidbit might set him off
again, something none of them wanted to see happen.  However, I didn't have
the same misgivings.  I suspected Kevin might actually have moved beyond
such outbursts, especially since he and Nick were growing close and Nick
had been part of the group that planned the special evening for all of
them, but the rest of the family felt it was best to take the appropriate
precautions, just in case he hadn't.  Nick was intent about making sure
Kevin felt better about himself and got over his feelings concerning
Dustin, and I think he was succeeding, to some extent.

However, Valentine's Day wasn't the only celebration in February.  Trey
turned fifteen two days after Cupid's annual big day, so we held a party
for him the following Sunday.  Trey decided he only wanted family to
attend, although I think he would have been happy with just Dion there for
him.  We did invite Aunt Sally, Aunt Mary and Uncle Steve as well, since
they were each part of this collection of unique individuals we now
considered family.  Trey got some very nice presents and it was a somewhat
subdued event, as far as our normal birthday celebrations go, but I
understand he got his most prized present later that evening, when he and
Dion were alone in their room.  I knew how attached Trey had become to Dion
and I prayed that Dion's being bi-sexual wouldn't cause problems for them
later, as it had between Dustin and Kevin, but only time would tell.

Brent was continuing to blend in with the others and getting to know each
of them better.  Most of the time he would hang around with Cole and
Graham, as they were a year older and a year younger than him, but of
course that meant Ricky was generally close by too, but not so much now
that he had a girlfriend.  Brent once told me he felt awkward when he was
with the guys who were already couples, because he didn't want any of them
to think he was trying to interfere with their relationship or split anyone
up.  He did seem to like Kevin and Nick quite a bit, but he also liked Trey
and Dion too, although he realized that pair seemed to prefer their time
with each other and didn't always appreciate company.  However, I also
noticed that Brent had started to spend some time with Sammy, even though
he'd been advised that Sammy wasn't allowed to participate in the sexual
high jinks yet.

I even remember how much Brent wanted to get involved with the other boys
when he first arrived, but outside of that brief encounter with Kevin and
Nick shortly after he'd joined us, he had done nothing else.  The other
boys just assumed he wasn't ready yet, because he never mentioned he was
interested, and didn't realize what the real problem was.  Even though
Brent had opened up to us shortly after we picked him up hitchhiking and
had been an eager participant in our nightly nudie time, he was generally
very shy and too timid to talk about what they were doing and hesitant to
ask to be included.  I think Brent realized that some of the boys were
getting it on most nights, but was unable to find a way to ask anyone about
how he could share in the fun.

I observed him at various times, especially when he would watch the other
boys as they exchanged a kiss or a grope.  Not only that, but during the
evening, when the boys were all sitting around nude, Brent's six inch
circumcised penis would pop up like a periscope, looking for a target to
home in on.  Finally, his initiation into the sex-capades came when Cole
invited him to join Graham and him for the night, and Brent eagerly
accepted.  I noted the shit-eating grin he had on his face as he climbed up
the stairs to their room, and I knew Brent's dream was about to come true.

The three boys got on the bed, with Brent strategically placed in the
center, as I think the other two had talked about this beforehand.  Before
long, first one and then the other began to kiss Brent and then took turns
playing with Brent's erogenous zones.  Brent soon had his hands full too,
with a stiff young cock in each one.  He had a cut prick in his left hand
and the uncut one in his right.  Brent hadn't had any experience with
uncircumcised boys before this, so the different things he could do with
Graham's natural member fascinated him.  They had been fondling each other
for a while, before Brent decided he wanted to do more.

Slowly, he bent down and started licking the exterior of Graham's slender
pole, pulling the foreskin back so he could lick the knob as well, and then
he just plunged down and took the whole thing into his mouth.  As he was
beginning to suck on it and figure out what else he could do, Cole began to
slurp and bob on Brent's erection, breaking his concentration from what he
was doing to Graham.  He had never enjoyed having a warm mouth around his
penis, having only jacked a few other boys off at various times.  He had
talked one boy into letting him try to suck on his cock once, but that was
only briefly and the other boy wouldn't reciprocate.  Now here he was,
sucking off one boy while the other was sucking him.

He couldn't believe how pleasurable it was as Cole's mouth slid up and down
his shaft, with Cole's lips gently caressing the soft outer flesh of his
firm young rod.  As all of these strange and wonderful sensations flooded
his body, he also began to feel that familiar sensation which preceded
ejaculation.  Even though he had experienced many orgasms before, the
sensation of a mouth caressing his flesh, the tongue whipping around and
probing the surface and the warmth and moisture from the fleshy cavern
stimulating his organ was just so much more intense than when he used his
hand or someone else had used their hand on his stiffy.  These sensations
were so incredibly powerful that he felt as if his brain would liquefy and
shoot out through his dick, along with the semen.  Fortunately, he
maintained enough composure to be able to continue working on Graham and
his actions were enough to cause Graham to release a small ripple of fluids
into his mouth.  Just as he was sucking the thin liquid down his throat,
Brent's frame began to quiver and his whole body seemed to convulse, as he
experienced the most wonderful orgasm of his young life.

As Brent lay on the bed panting and recuperating, the other two sucked on
his nipples, rubbed his scrotum, and kissed him playfully about the face
and neck.  Slowly Brent's body began to calm down and he thanked both boys
for the tremendous experience, but he wasn't done yet.  He finally managed
to inform Cole that he wanted to take him orally too, since Cole hadn't had
a chance to get off yet.  Cole wasn't about to argue with him, so he laid
back and Brent crawled between his legs on all fours, slowly devouring his
entire organ in his mouth.

As Brent's head began to bob up and down, Graham knelt beside him, licked
his fingers and slowly worked one into Brent's rectum.  This was another
new experience for Brent and caused him to jerk his head away from Cole's
erection, so he could see what was happening.  However, he only got to do
so briefly, because Cole's hands firmly guided Brent's head back where he
wanted it and coaxed him to keep going, since he was beginning to enjoy the
amateur's efforts.

During Graham's initial penetration of Brent's backside, Brent's anal ring
tightened and attempted to force the intruder out, but gradually it relaxed
and let the finger move about.  Slowly, the digit slid in and out of his
channel and Brent began to experience sensations he never imagined before.
Getting into this new activity, Brent began thrusting his butt backward, as
he tried to match Graham's inward penetration.  At the same time, Graham
reached his other hand between Brent's legs, so he could stroke his
testicles and penis again, which was almost more than Brent could take.

As Brent become accustom to Graham's attention and began to enjoy all of
the new sensations coursing through his frame, he somehow managed to keep
focused on what he was doing to Cole too.  Having learned from the other
pair, Brent let his tongue dart all around Cole's mast, as his head moved
up and down on Cole's firm pole.  Brent also used his tongue to explore the
tiny slit at the tip of Cole's dick, whenever he pulled his head up and
reached the tip, which made Cole squirm beneath him.  Before long, he felt
Cole's woody expand in his mouth, just before it started spitting its
creamy load into his throat.  Brent never hesitated and eagerly swallowed
the liquid when it entered his mouth, and he sucked harder and harder on
Cole's cock, trying to drain it of everything it had to offer.  Once Cole's
nuts were empty, Brent reluctantly weaned himself from his oral fixation
and the boys cuddled up against each other and went to sleep.  Brent slept
in between the pair and enjoyed one of the most restful nights he could
ever remember.

The remainder of the month was busy for us as well.  During the later part
of February, Sally came to me with an idea for the Foundation.  As a
background for what she was proposing, she told me more details about the
four-county group foster home and explained it was used primarily for older
children and those with special needs.  Although there were separate
facilities for boys and girls, there were approximately four times more
boys there at present.  This was primarily for two reasons: first, older
boys are harder to place, and second, the boys seemed to make up a larger
portion of the special needs group.  This made me wonder who it was that
first claimed the male is the stronger of the species?

Sally then advised me that she wanted to make the first project of the
charity to get as many of these children adopted as possible.  This would
take priority on her to-do list and she would start reviewing all of her
files to see what couples had been considered basically qualified as
adoptive parents, but had been removed from the list because of financial
concerns.  She would then review any new files she had and ask her
counterparts in the other three counties to do the same.  Once the list was
compiled, she would contact all qualified couples to see if they were
currently interested in adopting the type of child she was proposing.  I
told her I'd like to visit the group home with her, so I could meet the
children too, and Sally told me she'd set it up for the first Saturday in
March.  I asked her if I could also bring the boys along, if they wanted to
come, and she said that would be fine.  Our visit was now carved in stone.

After talking to the boys, they each decided it might be interesting to
visit the home too, just to see what it was like and to meet the children
who lived there.  We were surprised upon arrival, when we discovered how
many children actually lived there.  Believe it or not, my boys were
actually a little shy at first, until the kids from the home began to draw
them out and make them feel comfortable.  Before long they were talking
like old friends, finding out about each other's lives and answering
questions about their own situations.  The foster kids were amazed that all
my boys had been adopted and I think they were also a little envious, but I
felt their learning this fact also gave them a glimmer of hope that there
was still a chance they too could get adopted.  The kids were talking
freely amongst themselves, but they also came over to chat with Sally and
me, letting us get to know them as well.  I think there was some extra
motivation involved with this act, as some of them hoped I might also adopt
them, possibly because they had heard Sally was there trying to arrange for
other adoptions.  They may have also thought their own potential adoption
depended on impressing us, and God knows they tried.  Actually, I was quite
impressed with all of them.

Our second surprise came when we found out about some of the special needs
these children had.  First, some suffered from learning disorders, meaning
they had difficulty dealing with academic subjects.  Some had ADD
(attention deficit disorder) or ADHD (attention deficit/hyperactivity
disorder), which meant they might seem inattentive, hyperactive or
impulsive.  Others suffered from dyslexia, which is another problem that
interferes with learning.  Dyslexic children are often bright, highly
intelligent and articulate, but they see things differently than others.
They often think in pictures and have trouble dealing with letters,
numbers, symbols and the written word.  They may see words, letters and
numbers backward or in reverse order, which makes it more difficult, or
might even prevent them, from learning to read or do well in math.
Although these children often struggle in academic environments, they are
often very creative and do very well in art, music, sports, mechanics,
storytelling, business, building and engineering.  Notable historic figures
who had suffered from dyslexia include: Albert Einstein, Leonardo De Vinci,
Thomas Edison, Winston Churchill and Woodrow Wilson.  Although these people
did succeed, they also had a difficult time as children, often being
perceived as dull, stupid or inattentive.

There were also children with emotional/behavioral disorders, which meant
they had trouble controlling themselves under various circumstances.  They
might be hyperactive or suffer from anxiety, depression or panic attacks.
These were the children that couldn't seem to sit still, deal with other
children or even adults, were withdrawn and antisocial or might even be
aggressive and hostile.  Psychologists and psychiatrists were currently
treating some of these children, while others were under the care of
medical doctors.  Some were working through their problems by talking about
them, while others were trying to control their conditions by taking strong
medications.

Some of these children might also have speech and language disorders (such
as stuttering or a speech impediment), problems with their gross motor
skills (walking, running, kicking, etc.), their fine motor skills
(manipulating things with their fingers, writing, etc.)  or they could have
physical handicaps (blindness, muteness or having a deformity, such as
missing an appendage).

A child might also be autistic, which meant he/she was suffering from a
brain disorder.  This condition could affect their ability to communicate,
form relationships or respond appropriately to their environment.  Persons
with autism might resort to repetitive behaviors, have limited interests,
insist on things remaining constant and may flap their hands, spin
themselves or objects, rock repetitively or be upset by minor changes
around them.

Another condition that might be affecting some of these children could
include Down's syndrome, or mongoloidism, which is a genetic disorder.
These children were born with three copies, not two, of chromosome 21, and
were usually characterized by distinctive facial features and suffering
from mental retardation.  This might have occurred merely because of the
mother's advanced age at the time of conception or it could have resulted
from a mother contracting a disease while she was pregnant.

Another group would be those children born with drug or alcohol addictions,
due to their mother's continued use of these substances during pregnancy,
or HIV positive children, who acquired the disease in the womb.  As I
learned about these groups, I thought about Cole and Graham and realized
they fit into the first group and would spend their lives dealing with
problems arising from their mother's alcoholism and how it affected her
pregnancy and their early development.  I had witnessed what it had done to
each of them, so I could identify with this group more easily than some of
the others.

Any child suffering from any of these maladies or who was past a certain
age was less desirable for adoption and considered hard to place.  A great
majority of prospective adoptive parents wanted babies, infants or normal
children who wouldn't be so demanding on them or force them to change their
lifestyles drastically.  Not only would parents have to deal with these
specific problems, but it also meant there would also be an added financial
burden placed on them.  This included paying for the professionals to help
the children, any drugs the child required to improve his/her condition or
having to provide special accommodations for them at home or school.  These
were the types of problems the charity would be able to help them deal with
now.

After spending a few hours visiting with the children and staff, we went
back home, having learned a great deal in a short time.  During our visit
there, each of my boys had also seemed to make at least one special friend,
sometimes more, so they now had someone in particular whom they wanted to
help.  It was very emotional just watching them all say good-bye, since
neither group appeared to want this visit to end.  On the ride home in the
van, the boys were coming up with ideas about how to find homes for their
new friends and making suggestions about how we might be able to speed up
the process.  Even though some of these ideas weren't exactly practical or
feasible, others were quite good and worth looking into -- possibly even
pursuing.  By the time we reached home, we had a whole new list of things
to do for the charity.

We closed out the month of February by celebrating Nick's birthday, which
was on the 28th.  We held his party on the Saturday closest to it, so his
parents could come and join us for the weekend.  They arrived on Friday
night and stayed until Sunday evening.  Nick also invited a couple of
friends he had made at school, so they could meet his entire family and be
part of the fun.  The boys all slept in the family room later that night,
as was their custom when they had friends over.

During their stay, Nick and his parents spent time alone, but they also
included Kevin on a few of their outings, since Nick had told them they
were now roommates and a relationship was developing between them.  I'm not
sure how Nick's parents felt about that news, but they didn't show any
outward signs of disapproval and graciously accepted Kevin as Nick's
partner.  Even though the Lawrences and I did have some private
conversations after their outings, that subject was never discussed in
detail.

What we did talk about was how well Nick was doing academically and how he
seemed to look forward to spending time with them now.  They were ecstatic
that Nick didn't object to their going out alone at times, so they could do
things as a family, and they told me they thought Kevin was a sweet young
man, and handsome too.  They admitted they could understand why Nick had
been attracted to him, without commenting about how they felt about such a
relationship.  I wasn't about to push the matter, since it might take time
for them to become comfortable with the idea of having a son-in-law,
instead of a daughter-in-law, so I wanted to give them room to explore
their feelings in private.  With as much as they'd already changed, at
least according to Nick, I felt they'd be able to work their way through
this situation as well.

However, Kevin was dying for everyone to finally leave, so he could give
his special present to Nick, but that would have to wait until the
following evening.  By then Nick's parents and friends would have returned
to their own homes and it would just be family here.  From what I
understand, Kevin made it well worth the wait.

"Happy Birthday, lover," Kevin whispered in his ear, once he'd shut their
bedroom door.  "I felt we had to wait until everyone else was gone, so are
you ready for my birthday present to you?"  Nick pulled back slightly,
grinned broadly and nodded his head.

"Tonight is just for you and you can do anything and everything you want,"
Kevin informed him.  "I'll be like the genie in the bottle and will fulfill
your every wish."  Nick was so excited after hearing this that he began to
tremble, visibly, as Kevin began to slowly remove his clothes.  In between
discarding the various garments, Kevin would pause and kiss Nick tenderly,
which seemed to make him shudder even more.

"What would you like to do first?" Kevin asked, once he had Nick naked and
was erotically removing his own attire.

"Uh… everything," Nick stammered, as his blood pressure soared and
caused his dick to point directly at Kevin.

"Then lay back, lover," Kevin told him, "and let me take care of
everything."

Having said that, Kevin guided Nick toward the bed, helped him lay down and
then settled in next to him.  He began kissing Nick's face, starting with
his lover's forehead.  He then kissed each of his eyelids and finally
worked his way down to Nick's lips.  After kissing each other sensuously,
Kevin slid down to work on one of Nick's ears, erotically licking the outer
rim and seductively thrusting his tongue into and around the fleshy
appendage.  Gradually, he worked his way even lower, until he reached
Nick's neck.  Kevin then kissed along the one side of Nick's neck, under
his chin and around to the opposite surface, before working his way up and
repeating his earlier performance on the other ear.

Nick was panting heavily and squirming about on the mattress as Kevin
continued his ministrations, but Nick got a brief chance to regain his
composure and catch his breath, when Kevin moved his attention from Nick's
face and directed it toward Nick's chest.  Sensuously, Kevin positioned his
mouth over one of Nick's nipples and gently blew across its surface, before
allowing his tongue to dart out and tease the tiny nub.  Once that small
piece of flesh was erect, Kevin sealed his mouth over the pinkish-brown
region and began to suckle on it, like a young babe at its mother's breast.
Nick was squirming ever more animatedly now, as Kevin actions were causing
him to become even more aroused, when Kevin suddenly shifted his attention
to his other nipple.

Once Kevin finished teasing and sucking on that area as well, he worked his
way down the center of Nick's chest, drawing his tongue along the surface,
occasionally nipping at the skin and gently pulling it with his teeth,
until he reached Nick's navel.  Eagerly, Kevin attacked that small
indentation and let his oral muscle flick in, out and around the tiny
crevice.  After making Nick moan from this attention, he lowered his head
even further, until he was ready to move his body and crawl between Nick's
legs.

Once he finished repositioning himself, he began to lick on Nick's scrotum
and moved the sensitive nuggets around with his tongue.  Eventually, Kevin
sucked first one, and then the other watery orb into his mouth, while using
his tongue to slide it around with the confines of his warm, moist cavern.

Nick was straining to keep his rising tide of sexual excitement from
peaking early, but this was nearly impossible as Kevin lowered his mouth
over his turgid member, completely engulfing it.  As Kevin began to bob his
head up and down, he also let his tongue dart around the shaft.  Nick was
moaning and groaning so loudly now that those in the adjoining room could
hear his audible signs of pleasure.  Eventually, he could hold off no
longer and bucked his hips upward, before his geyser of boy cream erupted
into Kevin's greedy throat.  Without hesitation, Kevin slurped down the
sweet nectar, eagerly swallowing each drop, until Nick's release ended and
his body slumped onto the mattress.

It took Nick several minutes to come down from that orgasmic high, but when
he did, he thanked his partner and immediately swapped places, so he could
return the favor.  Once he had brought Kevin to the same sexual nirvana and
powerful climax, he was surprised to discover that Kevin wasn't ready for
this session to end.  Once Kevin recuperated, he proceeded to get Nick
aroused once more, and now that Nick was erect again, Kevin laid on his
back, pulled his legs to his chest and whispered, "Get a condom and the
lube and this is yours."

Nick rocketed off the bed, snatched up the required items and returned,
eagerly preparing himself and his partner for what was to come.  Once those
formalities had been taken care of, he glided into place and slid his penis
into Kevin's tunnel of love.  As soon as he was fully seated, he
enthusiastically began to slide in and nearly out of that hot chute,
quickly climbing to his second powerful orgasm of the evening.  After
thrusting for many enjoyable minutes, Nick arched his back, drove his organ
home and filled the condom with several blasts of his hot love juice.  Once
the final drops had oozed from the tiny slit, he collapsed on top of Kevin,
who was busy showering his lover with kisses.

"I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did," Kevin gasped, "and I hope you
love me as much as I'm beginning to love you."

Nick merely grunted in reply, which was enough to satisfy Kevin, because he
concluded Nick was too drained to speak.  After a few more passionate
moments, they ended their lovemaking session and both boys slipped out of
their room to clean up, before returning to bed.  They immediately snuggled
together feeling loved and satisfied and then fell asleep.

As proof he had enjoyed his special final gift, Nick came down to breakfast
Monday morning with a huge grin on his face and I think it stayed there for
the entire week.


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