Date: Tue, 21 Mar 2000 23:43:22 EST
From: William Watts <bwstories44@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Castaway Hotel - Chapter 14A

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The Castaway Hotel - by BW  (Young-Friends).                Copyright 2000
by bwstories44
Chapter 14A - We just keep growing.
February 2000

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*   PLEASE READ - Author's note

*   I wrote two versions of this chapter.  You have your choice of how you
want to see the story progress.

* Read Chapter 14 if you don't think that Josh should accept Brandon and
Danny's offer to have sex with them, even though they are legally at the
age of consent in the state where the story takes place.

*   Read Chapter 14A if you want the boys to be able to decide if they have
sex with Josh.

*    Either way, enjoy.

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"Hello."

"Hi Sally, it's Josh Currie.  You realize that people are going to start
talking about us if we keep meeting so frequently."

"Yes, I suppose so.  I hate to impose on you again, especially so soon
after Dustin, but this problem sort of has to deal with him."

"I'm intrigued.  What does this have to do with Dustin?"

"Remember that I told you that he was caught with his foster parents son?
Well, last night the police picked up a boy who'd be caught shoplifting
some food.  The boy wouldn't give the police any information but they could
tell that he was just healing up from a fairly bad beating.  The police
told the kid that, if he wasn't going to cooperate, they'd have to send him
to a juvenile detention center.  The boy told him that he tell them
everything if they could get him put in foster care with a friend of his.
They, in turn, called me.  It turns out that this boy is the one Dustin was
having his little fling with.  The boy's name is Kevin Baxter and his dad
beat him pretty severely after he threw Dustin out.  Kevin ran away from
home and told the police that he wouldn't go back home.  We got the father
to sign the boy over into foster care.  The police told him that they
wouldn't press charges for child abuse if he gave up his rights to the boy
but Kevin wants to be in the same home as Dustin.  I know that this is a
lot to ask but would you consider taking him in?"

I didn't even have to take time to think.  "Bring him right over.  I don't
even have to ask the boys because they told me last night that we'd help
anyone who needed it.  It might help Dustin, as well, not that there have
been any problems.  I could still tell that there was a small part of his
life he had been sorry to leave behind and I think that was Kevin.  You
bring him over and I'll round up the boys for a welcoming party."

"Thanks, Josh, you're a lifesaver.  We'll see you shortly.  I just have to
run to the police station to pick him up first."

"See you then," I said before I hung up the phone.  Now, I went searching
for my brood.  Having rounded them up, I told them the story.

"Boys, Mrs. Swartout called me again.  There's another boy that needs our
help.  They'll be here shortly and I want you all to make him feel at home.
You know how the rest goes."

"Sure, dad, no problem," Danny said for the three of them.  Now we waited
for the others to arrive.  Sally pulled in and brought the young man to our
door.  I hadn't told anyone any details of my conversation with Sally
because I wanted to see what kind of reactions there would be.  I got my
answer.

"Kevin?" Dustin asked.  "What are you doing here?"

"I ran away.  Dad beat me after he caught us together so I left.  The
police found me and I told them that I wanted to be in foster care with
you.  So here I am."  Kevin looked at the boys and, then, me before he
realized that he might have said too much, too quickly.  Dustin realized
this, as well.

"Don't worry Kev, they're cool.  This is a great place and you're going to
like it here.  This is dad, Mr.  Currie, and these are my brothers, Danny
and Ricky."  The boys all shook hands, exchanged greetings and began to
talk about boy things.  I told them to give Kevin the tour and to help him
choose a room.  They left and I got to talk with Sally.

"Josh, I'm impressed.  Dustin's already calling you dad and referring to
Danny and Ricky as his brothers."

"Yes.  He seemed to fit right in.  The other two helped a great deal with
the process, though."

"Still, that's remarkable progress for less than a week.  I wish that I had
more foster parents like you.  This place is becoming the Currie Hotel for
society's castaways.  The kids that others don't want end up here, thriving
as they never have before."

"Well, thank you for the compliment and I think that I like what you just
said.  You're right about this place and I'm going to give it a name.  As
per your suggestion, my home is now officially 'The Castaway Hotel'.  I'll
have to explain that to the boys, I think they'll get a chuckle from that
one."

"That's wonderful.  I wish I knew how you did it.  I bring the boys here,
so distraught and all alone.  Then you get them and, a short time later,
they're happy, healthy, normal young men.  You must have some sort of
magic."

"The only magic here is love and understanding.  It seems that these boys
have never had any of that and they've missed it dearly.  That's all I give
them and that's all they've asked for."

"I think if it were that simple, we'd have a much better success rate for
foster care.  No, Josh, you and your home are special and the results you
get are special too.  I'm glad you decided to become a foster parent."

"Thanks, Sally, but I should be thanking you.  By talking me into helping
these boys, you've brought a new meaning and purpose to my life.  After my
wife died and the kids grew up, I was lonely and just rattling around this
big old place.  Now, I have people who need me and love me.  It's changed
my life completely."

"As you've changed theirs.  I can't see any losers in this game and that,
in itself, is special.  Thanks, again.  I'll try not to bother you any
more, at least not too soon."

"Don't worry about it.  If there are boys out there who need us, we're
available.  Seven days a week, day or night."

"I'm glad to hear that.  Tell the boys I said good-bye.  I've got to get
back to work."

Sally left and a little while later the boys joined me in my office.
"Dad," Kevin said with a smirk on his face, "you don't mind me calling you
that, do you?"

"Certainly not.  I just thought you might have some problems with that,
seeing you have your own father."

"Not any more.  Not after what he did and said to me."

"Well, I certainly like that sound of it when you call me dad, so go right
ahead."

"Thanks, dad.  I was wondering.  Would it be all right if we moved one of
the other beds into Dustin's room?  We'll share the same room."

"What do you think of that idea, Dustin?"

"I'd like that.  Kevin and I shared a room at his house.  It would be like
old times but with a lot nicer family."

"Well, if neither of you mind, then I don't have any objections."

"Great!" they both yelled as the four of them went racing up the stairs.
Soon a heard the sounds of a bed being disassembled and then reassembled in
another room.  The contractor had finished his work shortly before, so they
called me up for the official inspection.  It looked great.  The bottom
half was covered in a dark, walnut paneling with the top half being a
racecar motif on a white background.  Needless to say, Dustin was thrilled
by the effect and he and Kevin were glowing as they showed me how they had
arranged the room.

"Hey, it looks great.  I hope it stays this neat and clean."

"They looked at each other and laughed.  We'll work on that, dad.  Our last
room got a little messy."  We all had a little laugh over that and, then,
we all went downstairs to chat.

"Kevin, I know that this will be your first night with us, and all, but I
want to tell you we have visitors coming over tonight.  We'll be picking
Jay and Brandon up shortly and they'll be spending the night here.

"They're cool and like brothers," Dustin announced, helping me out.
"You'll like them."

"I don't mind, dad.  I'm just happy that your letting Dustin and me live
here.  It was really nice of you."

"No, I'm just being selfish."  They looked at me puzzled.  "I was lonely
and I needed company.  I got more than I bargained for.  I love every
minute of it and wouldn't change a thing."

"And we love it too," Kevin continued, "so, thanks."

Soon, I was loading everyone into the van.  We went down and picked up our
other two 'sons', rented a couple of videos and bought a sheet pizza.  We
went back home to eat, watched the first movie (an action flick that Dustin
picked out) and lounged about.  We decided to take an intermission, between
films, and the four other boys disappeared, leaving Dustin, Kevin and me
alone to talk.
  Kevin filled me in on a great deal about his life.  He admitted that he
was gay and that he and Dustin had been fooling around for some time before
they had been caught.  He said his father wouldn't accept the fact that he
had a 'pansy' for a son and that's why he beat him, 'to make a man out of
him'.  Well, it obviously didn't work and now he has no son at all.  While
we were still talking, I realized where the other boys had gone, to take
their showers, because here they came, strolling back into the room without
a stitch of clothing on.  Kevin looked at them in total shock and Dustin
merely giggled.

"You guys don't like clothes?" Dustin asked chuckling.

"We prefer to not have to wear them," Danny began.  "We're all brothers and
we don't care if you see us nude.  We did this the whole time we were on
vacation together, in the motel rooms that is."

"Aren't you worried people will see you through the window?" Kevin asked.

"No, dad closes the blinds after dark and if someone sees us, well, we'll
give them a thrill."

"Yeah, there's no big deal," Jay added.  "It's only a naked body.  Besides,
we'll see each other in the locker rooms after soccer practice, any way."
All the boys agreed and things started to get back to normal.  Then Dustin
and Kevin slipped away before I heard the shower running.  Before long,
they rejoined us, having decided to shed their clothes as well.  I got my
first good look at my two new sons.

As I mentioned before, Dustin was 5'8" and solid.  He also had what I
guessed to be a 6" circumcised penis with a nice covering of black pubes
and a slight happy trail leading to his navel.  Kevin, on the other hand,
was 5'6", swimmer's build, shoulder length dark brown hair, midnight blue
eyes, a nice golden skin tone and a 5-1/2" uncircumcised cock with a small
horseshoe of dark hair surrounding it.  He really didn't have much pubic
hair for a 14 year old.

"Great.  Now, there someone else who's uncut, like me," Jay shouted.

Kevin came over to stand beside him.  "Us natural boys have to stick
together, don't we Jay?"  Jay smiled and hugged him.  My living room was
now awash in the nakedness of six gorgeous young male bodies.  Oh, I'm in
heaven.  We put on the second movie (another action film, this one selected
by Kevin) and settled down to watch it.  Dustin and Kevin came over and
sat, on either side of me, on the couch and, soon, I felt Kevin's head
leaning against my shoulder.  I lifted my arm and wrapped it around him to
let him know that he was loved and welcomed there.

When the movie ended, I sent the boys to bed but Brandon and Danny hung
back.  "Pop, would you have sex with us tonight?"

"I take it that you've both thought this over and decided that you still
want to do this?"  They both nodded yes.  "I'll close up down here and then
meet you in my room.  We'll talk more about it then."  They both smiled and
burst up the steps.  I locked the front door, turned off the lights on the
first floor and went to my room.  Brandon and Danny were on my bed already
naked.  I locked the door to my room and turned to the boys.

"You know, this is a big step for us, if we do this.  Are you two certain
that this is what you want?"

"More than anything," Brandon answered.  "Danny and I talked about this all
week and we really want to love you and be loved by you.  We want this a
lot."

"OK but I'm not sure I can take care of both of you in the same night.  I'm
getting old and it's been a long time since I've had sex.  I may only be
able to handle one of you tonight and one tomorrow."

"I'll let Brandon go first," Danny said with a disappointed look on his
face.  "He's only going to be here tonight."

"That's very generous of you, Danny.  I can see that you really want this
so I'll do my best to help you both out, tonight."  He smiled at me and I
moved to Brandon.  "You're positive you want this?"  He nodded again so I
reached out and pulled him to me.  I lifted his head and brought my lips
down to meet his.  It had been so long since I had kissed anyone that I
felt like a ten-year-old rookie again.  Brandon helped me get over my
insecurities.  He pressed his lips against mine and slipped his tongue into
my mouth.  I let my tongue run all around his muscle before I began to suck
on it.  My god, he tasted so sweet.  I sucked on his lower lip before I
started to nibble on the tender outer covering of his neck.

Brandon's hands were all over my body as he was now concentrating on
removing my clothes.  Now, I felt a second set of hands as Danny came to
assist him.  I can't explain how it feels to have two sets of hands
stroking, massaging and caressing your body while they remove each article
of clothing.  All I can say is that it's delightful.  Soon, I was as naked
as the other two and my little paunch hung over my waistline, reaching down
trying to meet my groin.  Danny continued to kiss my body as I kissed his
best friend.  I kissed my way down Brandon's chest, stopping to work on
those little pink nipples.  I used my tongue on them, licking them
thoroughly, before I began to suckle on those delightful nubs.  I
remembered things I used to do to please my wife and I performed the same
ministrations on my new young partner.

After I had done all that I could to those baby breasts, I continued on
down his abdomen, stopping briefly at his naval before proceeding to my
main target.  He was already quite erect, as I reached his love stick, and
I licked my way around it and moved down to work on his family jewels.  I
licked the outer covering of his ball sac before taking one of his gonads
into my mouth.  I swirled it around, tonguing the entire surface, and then
I exchanged it for the other.  Brandon was beginning to squirm under my
attention.  I worked my way back up his pole, kissing the surface and
licking it clean.  I slipped my mouth over his bone and began to bring my
young friend off.  Brandon began to thrust up to meet my movements,
wordlessly telling me he was in urgent need to release his load.  I
increased my suction, to give him some pleasure, and his thrusting became
quicker.  I worked him harder and he rewarded my efforts by filling me with
several bursts of his sweet boy seed.  I swallowed what I had to, so I
wouldn't choke, and kept the rest in my mouth to enjoy the taste.  I was
still sucking on his wilting member when he spoke to me.

"Thanks, pop, that was wonderful but now I want you to make love to me.  I
want to feel you inside me."

"Brandon, are you sure?  I'm a little bigger than Danny and I don't want to
hurt you."

"You know how to do it so it won't hurt.  I trust you pop and I want to do
it."

"OK.  I'll lube you up."  I grabbed the KY from my nightstand and put a big
dab on my finger.  I greased the outer rim of his hole and then worked one,
two and, finally, three fingers into his chute, widening it while giving
him pleasure by stroking his prostate.  I was going to coat my mast but
Danny had already taken care of that for me.  I looked over at him and he
had a huge grin on his cute face.  Brandon was on his back with his legs
pulled up to his chest, letting me know that he was ready.  I lined up my
7" cut cock with his hole and pushed it lightly against the guardian of the
gate.  The protector gave way and the head of my dong slipped into his
tunnel.  I looked into his eyes to make sure he was all right.  Slowly I
worked my way into his tight passage until the front of my thighs were
brushing against his ass cheeks.  Being all the way in, I bent down and
began to kiss him passionately as I worked my sausage in and out of his
rectum, in long, smooth strokes.  He was so tight and his canal was so soft
and warm.  I couldn't remember anything that I could compare these
sensations too.  It was like having intercourse with my wife, yet somehow
it was even better.  His ass was literally trying to suck the juice from my
balls.  Brandon was moaning beneath me, as he kissed me back with all the
lust and love he could muster, and his hands were tugging at my waist
indicating that he wanted me to go faster.

This time, I fought against his urging and I made the encounter last as
long as I could.  This was the first sex I had had in nearly a year and I
wanted it to last.  Brandon was like a wild man below me, jerking and
groaning each time my shaft brushed against his prostate and he was
carrying on like he was immensely enjoying my attention.  I was beginning
to feel the churning down deep in my loins and knew that my climax was
approaching.  I increased my pace, stroking faster and faster, as Brandon's
noises were becoming louder with each thrust.  I was very near, now, and I
progressed to using rapid, short strokes, knowing that I would soon shoot
my wad up his tender ass.  My orgasm was now ready to explode from my body
and I arched my back, thrust my pelvis as far forward as I could as I
deposited several ropes of hot man juice in my lovers butt. I could feel
the fluids working their way back down his hole and the liquids slowly
dribbled out onto the bed.  I started to pull out of his boy pussy but
Brandon grabbed my hips and held me tight.

"Not yet.  Stay in me a little longer."  I nodded, left my shrinking dick
in his sheath and kissed him once more.

"Thank you, Brandon.  That was wonderful.  I almost forgot how good sex
could be, especially when it's with someone who loves you and whom you love
in return.  I really appreciate what you did for me."

"I did it for me too, pop.  You made me feel so good and you sure know how
to ride an ass.  That was so much better than I would have ever imagined it
could be.  It was good with Danny but this was fantastic.  I felt so much
more with you and I loved it.  I hope that you'll do it with me again, some
time."

"We'll see, my son.  I love you and I know that you love me.  As long as
it's what you want, I'd be a fool to refuse you.  It was so great and it's
been so long."  The words just died off in my throat as I felt Danny lie
down on the bed, beside us.


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