Date: Thu, 22 Dec 2011 00:18:28 -0500 (EST)
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: The Castaway Hotel: Next Generation, chapter 24

The Castaway Hotel: Next Generation - by BW
Copyright 2011 by billwstories
Chapter 24 -- A Currie Christmas.

Once we'd opened the presents, Danny and Brandon
volunteered to help me fix breakfast for everyone, since
Jake wasn't here to give me a hand.  Not only did they
make everyone's eggs to order, but they also fixed enough
bacon and sausage to meet the demand, along with a lot of
toast.  Of course, there was plenty of juice, milk and
coffee to go around too.

It seemed really strange being in bed without Jake last
night, but I knew he was probably enjoying his time with
Shannon and Nick.  Although I missed having him to
cuddle with, I realized he'd be back late tomorrow
evening, so it wasn't as if he would be gone for a long
time.

Once everyone had been fed, we cleaned up the dishes and
got the house ready for the extended family to arrive.
Danny and Brandon were also helping me fix Christmas
Dinner and we prepared two huge turkeys again, along
with an enormous ham to feed everyone.  We also prepared
an assortment of side dishes and our guests were also
bringing along some others, as well as a few desserts.  I'm
certain we'll have more than enough to go around.

The extended family began to arrive around noon and the
meal was planned for 2:00.  Once everyone was here, we
exchanged gifts with them and then listened as Elliot
played a few Christmas Carols for us, as we waited for the
final items to finish cooking.  It was a very enjoyable and
relaxing time.

Since they had done so much to help prepare the food, I
gave Danny and Brandon the honor of carving the turkeys,
while I sliced up the ham.  The ladies were busy shuttling
the other dishes to the tables for us and then we called
everyone in to sit down.

After we said grace, Steve looked over at the adjoining
table and spoke.

"Elliot, do you still like being part of this nut house or are
you looking to escape?" he teased.

"Oh, no, I love it here and the holidays have been a whole
lot of fun," he replied.  "I've never spent Christmas with
so many people before and I'm really enjoying it.  I feel
right at home."

I think that more than answered Steve's question and
served as another Christmas present for Danny, Brandon
and me.  It was rewarding and extremely satisfying to
know that Elliot now felt as if he belonged and was happy
being with us.

Dinner was enjoyable, and I'm not merely talking about
the food.  Even though that was good and we had plenty of
it, we also had a good time chatting with each other.  The
lively banter and light-hearted ribbing kept everyone on
his toes, but we all enjoyed it as well.

Once dinner was over, the dishes were cleared and the
leftovers were put away.  Mark then asked if he could have
our attention.

"I didn't want to say anything about this until I'd had a
chance to tell my mother first," he began, "and I did that
earlier.  Now, I want to tell the rest of you that Amy and I
have decided to get married.  We're planning the wedding
for next summer.  It will be held where her folks live, but
we'd love for all of you to be there to celebrate with us."

"Congratulations," I told him, "and next summer looks as
if it's going to be busy for us.  I don't know if you're aware
of it, but Duck is planning to get married in May and
Dustin in June."

"I knew about Duck, but I didn't know Dustin was getting
married too," Mark acknowledged.  "I guess it will work
out then, because Amy wants to get married in July."

"Well, I think we'll all be there, if we're invited," Steve
added, after adding his congratulations.

"You'll be invited for sure," Mark confirmed.  "I've given
Amy all your names and addresses, because she's taking
care of sending out the invitations.  I'm glad you'll be
coming, because that way Mom can ride with one of you
and I won't have to worry about her driving."

Susan wasn't really a bad driver, but I knew Mark was
worried because it would be a long drive, to get out to
Amy's parents' place on Long Island.  I'm sure she'll have
her choice of vehicles to ride in, because a whole bunch of
us will be going.

After Mark's announcement, the younger members of the
family went off to enjoy their presents.  Elliot, Jesse,
Jordan and Nicky went to the family room, so they could
try out the new games on the Wii.  Some of the others
were in there too, waiting to challenge the winners.

The rest of us either continued to sit around the table and
chat or moved to the living room, so we could watch some
of the holiday festivities on the tube.  During this time,
Dion and Trey left to take Joshie down to his maternal
grandparents' house.  He was going there to get gifts from
his mother and grandparents and then spend some time
with them, before they returned home.

When a few hours had passed since we'd eaten, I called
everyone back to the dining room for an evening snack
and some dessert.  Since most of us were still pretty
stuffed from the earlier meal, we only needed a little more
food to tide us over, along with the dessert to satisfy our
sweet tooth.

Shortly after we finished, we relaxed a little longer and
then some of the extended family began to leave.  Once
they departed, the little ones set about playing with their
toys again, while the older ones listened to their music
and did a few other things.  During this same time, I
noticed many of the couples were trying to spend a few
minutes of quality time with each other, before the
younger ones interrupted them.

Since everyone else was busy, I began to feel a little
lonely, especially since the extended family was no longer
here to distract me.  It was difficult for me to be without
Jake on such a festive day, but I was trying not to let it
ruin my mood completely.  Jesse, Elliot, Jordan and Nicky
must have noticed my depressed state and then started to
feel badly for me, because before long they came out to
speak with me.

"Will you come with us to the family room," Jesse asked.
"The movie 'A Christmas Story' is on and we want you to
watch it with us."

"Yeah, Papa," Nicky and Jordan agreed.  "Come join us.  It
will be fun."

"Please.  We want to know what the big deal was about
with BB-guns," Elliot added.

How could I refuse such a lovely invitation?

I watched the movie with the boys and actually enjoyed
my time with them.  They had me sit on the sofa, with
Elliot and Jesse sitting on one side of me, and Jordan and
Nicky on the other.  The four of them asked me many
questions during the movie, especially about BB-guns,
which today are basically a thing of the past.  When the
movie ended, they thanked me and each gave me a hug,
before they went to their rooms for the night.  When they
did, I also went to mine.

Once they were upstairs, Jesse, Jordan and Nicky quickly
took off their clothes, but Elliot was a bit slower to react.
My grandsons noticed that he seemed to be a little shy
and slightly reluctant to join them.  They weren't certain
if he was like this with everyone or just with guys he'd
only known a short time.  However, the boys weren't about
to leave him out and quickly convinced him it would be
fun.  After seeing the other boys' bodies, Elliot began to
get aroused.  This eventually led him to shed his
inhibitions, along with his clothing, and join in the fun.

Nicky quickly stated that he wanted to be with Elliot,
since they were the same age, so Jordan and Jesse paired
up.  Once this had been worked out, Jordan, Nicky and
Jesse suggested they were up for sucking each other off.
After some more coaxing, they got Elliot to agree and the
four of them got on the bed together.  Elliot was sort of
amused, because he now had another penis to play with.
However, since all four of them were cut, there was
nothing out of the ordinary to experience.  It also didn't
take long for them to get each other off, except for Jesse,
so Jordan didn't finish until several minutes after the
other pair was done.  Elliot and Nicky didn't mind though
and enjoyed cuddling with each other while they watched
the action, but after Jesse climaxed, they split up and
headed off to shower, before going to bed.

Since the day after Christmas was a Sunday, we all started
off the day by attending church together, before going out
for brunch.  Once we returned to the house, most of the
family began to pack up their belongings, so they could
return to their homes.  Many of them had to work on
Monday, so they had to leave today.  We bid them, and my
younger grandchildren, a fond farewell and helped them
load their luggage into the cars they were driving.  We
gave them all one final hug and kiss, and then saw them
on their way.  We'd had a great time together, so it was
pretty tough to see them go.

The O'Haras got a little emotional as they were saying
good-bye to Elliot.  They had really connected with him
and developed some deep feelings, so they promised Elliot
they'd come back to see him at Easter.  I hoped all of
these flights from Texas to Pennsylvania weren't putting a
crimp in their budget.  I figured they were probably doing
well and could handle it, but I also knew they wouldn't be
making all of these trips if they hadn't fallen in love with
their new grandson.  It was a very nice thing to see and
gave everyone involved, even remotely, a very warm, fuzzy
feeling.

Not everyone was leaving, however.  Sammy and Graham
were able to stay a little longer, because they were both
teachers and on vacation, and Little Ricky and Andrew
were able to stay, because they were on vacation from
college.  To my surprise and delight, Jordan and Nicky had
talked their parents into letting them stay until after New
Year's.  I would drive them as far as Michael's house and
then Michael would take Nicky the rest of the way, since
he was going to be traveling near Nicky's home, on
business.  We lucked out and this worked out to our
advantage.

Ricky was among the last to go home today, but before
this happened, he came rushing downstairs in a fit,
swearing and complaining.

"Some bastard took my luggage and I can't leave without
it," he announced.  "I don't know who the cock-sucker is,
but as soon as I find out, he's going to be sorry."

I tried to get Ricky to chill out by telling him that I'd get
the others to help us look for his things.  He did calm
down a little, but not very much, as we split up and went
looking for his missing luggage.  It was just a few minutes
later, when Nicky cam running back to get me.

"Papa, I think I spotted Uncle Ricky's suitcase," he told
me.  "I think it's out on the deck around the pool."

Ricky wasn't too far away at the time and overheard what
Nicky had told me.  Immediately, he raced out to the rec
room, which was at the back of the house, and looked out
the window in the door.  As soon as he did, he began to
shout.

"That's it and the things inside better not be ruined
because it's been out in the snow," he bellowed, before
opening the door and rushing out to get it.

He was so mad as he went outside that he slammed the
door behind him.  This was something he absolutely
shouldn't have done.  The vibration from that action
caused the snow on the roof to start sliding and eventually
buried Ricky beneath it.  I saw this happen and hurried
outside to make sure he wasn't hurt.  He came out from
under the pile of snow sputtering and shouting threats
about getting even.

"I thought you might have cooled off after being under the
snow," I quipped, "but I see you're still hot under the
collar."

Ricky merely gave me an evil glare, as he dragged his body
out from under the white slush and then continued out to
retrieve his suitcase.  When he came back inside, he didn't
even stop to change out of his wet clothes and merely
grabbed his jacket and suitcase and stormed out to his
car.  We all tried to say good-bye to him, but he was in no
mood for pleasantries.  He jumped into his vehicle, backed
out of the driveway and sped down the road, seemingly in
a hurry to return home.  I hoped his anger wouldn't cause
him further problems, such as an accident, and prayed he
might regain his composure, once he got a little farther
down the road.

After Ricky had gone, the four boys came into the living
room to speak with me.  One member of the group was
looking a little sheepish, so I was wondering what was
going on.  I kind of figured they'd been up to something,
and it certainly didn't take long for me to find out what.

"Elliot's pranks were awesome, weren't they, Dad?" Jesse
asked.

My mouth dropped open and all I could do was to stare at
Elliot.

"You were the one responsible for all of that mayhem?" I
asked, amazed.

At first, Elliot seemed a little reluctant to confess to his
crimes, but finally he owned up to it.

"They were my ideas, but I needed Jesse to help me," he
admitted.

"Where you two in on this too?" I wondered, as I looked at
Jordan and Nicky.

"We didn't know anything about it until this afternoon,"
Nicky replied.  "They only told us when Elliot asked me to
tell you, and Ricky, that his suitcase was out on the pool
deck."

I was blown away by Elliot's initiative and courage for
orchestrating everything against Ricky.

"And you did this because?" I asked.

I figured I already knew the answer to this question, but I
wanted to hear what Elliot had to say.

"He made me wear the dog collar on Thanksgiving and I
had to get even," Elliot explained.  "They always say
payback is a bitch, so I guess he found that out.  Sorry
about the language."

"Ricky may not see it that way and I'm not sure you'll
want him to learn that you did this," I advised him.  "If he
does, then you'll have to be ready for him to try to get
even for what you did."

"But he did it to me first," Elliot countered, looking
defiant.

"That may be true, but he only got you once," I explained,
"and you did three things to him."

"He got me twice," Elliot countered.  "Once with the dog
collar and the other when he told me I had to eat off the
floor."

"Well, that last part never actually happened," I clarified,
"although that was certainly what he had planned."

"Only because you figured it out," Elliot challenged.

"Still, that would only be two things, to your three," I
offered.

"Well, the first two were to get even and the last one was
to teach him a lesson," Elliot explained.

This caused the other three to giggle.  They were thinking
that Ricky had indeed learned a chilling lesson, when the
snow dampened his spirit.

"Where did you get the idea for all of those pranks," I
wanted to know, since we had never seen anything like
them before.

"They were things different guys did to some of the others
at my boarding school," he explained.  "Jesse had to help
me dig up all of those safety pins and I was glad you had a
supply of those huge ones in with your sewing stuff."

"Even though I kept them in with my sewing supplies," I
clarified, "those large safety pins are used at Halloween.  I
needed the big, sturdy ones that won't give way easily,
because they are often needed to hold heavy objects
together.  Sometimes it is large strips of cloth, which we
hang as a backdrop or to fasten some of the props
together, so they won't fall apart if the children bumped
into or tug on them."

"I'm just glad you had them," Elliot confirmed.  "Jesse
also helped me to find all the Halloween makeup that you
guys hadn't used this past year.  Then, he helped me paint
Ricky's face with it."

"You two were very lucky Ricky didn't wake up either of
those times," I offered.

"He almost did a couple of times, but then he went back to
sleep," Elliot informed me.  "I don't know what would
have happened if he'd caught us in the act!"

"He probably would have wailed on you guys," I offered,
hoping it might deter any future adventures of this
nature.

"Well, I'm glad he stayed asleep then.  I just wanted to
teach him a lesson, not hurt him.  I know he's bigger than
me, but I learned all kinds of great stuff for dealing with
big guys when I was taking kung fu.  I took lessons for
almost as long as I've been playing the piano, so it would
have been fun to see if it all worked the way it's supposed
to," Elliot chuckled.

I could only wonder how that might have played out.

"Okay, Bruce Lee.  You got your revenge, but no beating
up your uncles," I teased.

"I really didn't think he'd throw such a fit, after all the
things Jesse told me he's done to everyone else," Elliot
continued.  "If he gets that upset over a little joke, then
he's going to have a heart attack when something serious
happens to him."

This last comment earned him another round of giggles
from the other boys.

"Okay, but I just have one final question," I told him.
"How did you get the snow to fall on Ricky when he went
out to get his suitcase or was that just a coincidence?"

"That was the whole reason for putting his bag out there,"
Elliot acknowledged.  "Jesse showed me where the hose
was, so last night I took it outside and sprayed a very fine
mist of water on the roof.  The water sank through the
snow and then froze overnight.  Since the roof slopes
downward, any little vibration would start it sliding on the
ice, which Ricky did when he slammed the door."

"And what if he hadn't done that?" I asked, wondering if
he had a backup plan.

"Oh, Jesse and I were ready to start jumping up and down
in here to cause enough vibrations to get him when he
tried to come back inside," Elliot informed me.

I was truly impressed by the degree of planning and
ingenuity he'd put into this.

Before the boys took off though, I pulled Jesse aside, so I
could speak with him about his probable sexual
shenanigans with my grandsons.  When I did, he informed
me about the things he'd already been doing with Elliot.  I
didn't have a problem with it and merely reminded him
about no anal with any of them.  I was glad he had
previously run this by Danny and Brandon and got their
approval first.

I also noticed that Jordan and Nicky seemed to be
gravitating toward Elliot while they were here.  I believed
this was happening because Elliot was in the same grade
as Nicky and just a year younger than Jordan.  I was
pleased to see they were hitting it off so well, and thought
it was fantastic for Elliot that they had bonded with him
so quickly.  Now, they'd be able to enjoy the rest of their
Christmas break with each other.

Jake showed up a little later and we all had dinner
together.  I was happy to see him and he was eager to tell
us about his trip and the great time he'd had.  The boys
were just as eager to tell him about the different things
that had happened here, especially about what Elliot had
done to Ricky.

Jake thought what he did was hilarious, but knowing how
Ricky was, he warned Elliot to watch out for him in the
future.  He told him that if Ricky found out he was
responsible, he would likely strike back when Elliot was
least prepared for it to happen, so he would need to
remain on guard at all times.

I noticed that Elliot seemed a little annoyed that everyone
was giving him warnings about Ricky seeking revenge.
After thinking about this for a while, I could see his point.
Elliot had demonstrated he was more than a match for my
blond prankster.  After all, Ricky had talked Elliot into
wearing the dog collar, so Elliot had responded by
torturing Ricky throughout the holiday and eventually ran
him out of the house.  I can't wait to see what happens
next, but I'll be sure to call a truce before we need the
National Guard called in.

After we watched a couple of programs on television
together, the boys went upstairs.  They quickly agreed to
exchange blowjobs again, but this time Jordan was going
to be with Elliot and Nicky would be with Jesse.

Elliot immediately noticed that Jordan was hung better
than Nicky, but he wasn't as large as Jesse.  Jordan's
penis wasn't as thick as Jesse's either.  Therefore, when
Elliot started working on Jordan's dick, he didn't have any
problem getting it into his mouth and his jaw didn't
immediately begin to ache.  In fact, Elliot was able to
continue bobbing up and down on his shaft until he
brought Jordan off and then Jordan returned the favor.

Over the course of being with this group, Elliot was getting
a kick out of being able to compare the different penises
he'd been able to play with.  It wasn't just about their size
and thickness either.  The heads of their dicks were also
slightly different in size and shape, plus the taste of the
juices varied slightly.  Elliot wasn't sure what caused this,
but maybe it had a little to do with what they ate or was
tied to their body chemistry.  Whatever caused these
differences, Elliot was having a good time comparing and
contrasting them, as he judged one against the others.

Now that they'd all had a chance to get off, they showered
and then went to bed.  As they drifted off, each of their
minds was eagerly trying to figure out what they might
dream up to do the next day.  There was a whole world of
possibilities and a selection of different partners they
could have fun with.

Elliot slept with Jordan that night and eagerly cuddled
with him.  He didn't do this, however, until after Jordan
had fallen asleep, since he wasn't sure how Jordan might
react.  Elliot had come to enjoy cuddling with the person
he was sleeping with and he wasn't about to pass up this
opportunity.  In the end, each of the boys had a very
restful sleep, filled with wonderful dreams.

When Jordan woke the next morning and discovered
Elliot's arms wrapped around him, he didn't mind.  Of
course, he thought Elliot had done this subconsciously in
his sleep, but even if he hadn't, it didn't bother Jordan.
Well, at least as long as his friends back home didn't find
out he'd woken up in another boy's arms.