Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2000 23:29:07 EST
From: William Watts <bwstories44@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Castaway Hotel - Chapter 17A
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The Castaway Hotel - by BW (Young-Friends). Copyright 2000
by bwstories44
Chapter 17A - Our family melds.
February 2000
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* PLEASE READ - Author's note
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* I wrote two versions of this chapter. You have your choice of how you
want to see the story progress. *
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* Read Chapter 17 if you don't think that Josh should have sexual contact
with the boys, even though *
* they are legally at the age of consent in the state where the
story takes place. *
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* Read Chapter 17A if you want the boys to be able to decide if they have
sex with Josh. *
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* Either way, enjoy.
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On Saturday morning, I asked Cole and Graham what kind of cereal they
wanted for breakfast. They looked at each other and then shrugged at me.
When I inquired further, I discovered that they'd never eaten cereal. Any
time they had breakfast it was just a couple of slices of buttered toast.
The other boys overheard our conversation and we all felt sad to learn how
deprived these two had been. We pulled a bunch of cereal boxes from the
pantry and I tried to explain what each tasted like, not an easy task.
They each made a selection and I poured them each a bowl of the cereal they
had chosen and then added the milk. I also gave them a glass of orange
juice to go along with their cereal. We soon discovered that they had
never had orange juice, as well. I was beginning to feel that I'd like to
find their mother so I could wring her neck.
After breakfast, I asked Kevin and Ricky to watch the two younger boys
while I took Danny and Dustin to go cruising garage sales. After stopping
at a couple of dozen places, as we followed the classified ads around town,
we purchased a double bed, a single bed and two dressers. We loaded them
into the van and headed home. We unloaded our purchases into the family
room and went to a furniture store to buy new mattresses and box springs
for each bed. Having loaded those into the van, we headed home once more.
The younger four boys were in the television room when we finished. The
three of us joined them and I began a discussion.
"Cole and Graham. We're going to have to fix up a room for you, a room of
your own. Do you boys want to be together or do you want your own room?"
They looked at each other before they answered. "Can we stay together?"
"Certainly you may. We'll put two beds into one room. That will be fine.
What kinds of things do you like, so I have some idea on how to decorate
your new room?"
"I like animals," Graham replied eagerly.
"Dad, can I speak to you for a minute?" Danny interrupted. I knew he
wouldn't do this without a reason so I excused myself, left with him and we
went to the office. "Dad, why don't you show them my room? If they like
it, I'll move into the front bedroom, next to Dustin and Kevin's room. I'm
getting kind of old for the jungle room, anyways."
"That's an extremely generous offer, Danny, and very thoughtful. Why don't
you and I take them up and see what they think of it?" Danny grinned at my
offer and nodded his head.
We went and got our two little wards and took them to see the bedroom.
Graham's eyes lit up as he walked in and Cole's mouth hung open.
"If you like this room, you can move in here after we fix up another room
for Danny."
"You mean this would be our room?" Graham asked, not believing it to be
true.
"Yes. You and Cole would share this room."
"Wow, we've never had anything this nice before," Cole added then he looked
at Danny. "Are you sure you want us to have this?"
"Yes, I do. I want my two new brothers to have the best room in the
house."
Both boys went over and wrapped their arms around their big brother.
"I've noticed that all the boys call you dad," Cole said looking at me.
"Can we call you dad, too?"
"Yes, you may. You're my sons, now, and the other boys are your brothers.
It doesn't matter that we have different last names, we're still one
family. We all love each other and we look out for each other and that
will never change. You'll just have to get used to having four big
brothers." Now, both boys were hugging me.
"Danny, let's go down and look at that other bedroom. The two little ones
joined us and looked at each other as we walked into the room.
"Danny," Cole said, "why do you want to give us the nice room and then move
into this one. It looks like a girl's room."
"It does, now," I answered him, "but I'll be having it fixed up for Danny.
It will look a lot better when we're done. Now, Danny, I was thinking that
we could put the same type of walnut paneling on the bottom half, like we
did in Dustin and Kevin's room. You could pick out a paper pattern for the
upper half, though. I'll even given you the double bed that we picked up
earlier. That will make it easier for you when Brandon stays over. What
would you think of that?"
"I'd like that, dad. That would be perfect. I like how the other room
turned out, I would just want to choose a different wallpaper pattern. I'm
not overly fond of the one Dustin chose."
"That's fine, let's take a quick run to the store to see if we can find
something you like. I'll call the contractor Tuesday to see when he can
start." We took the younger boys downstairs and I informed the others what
I would be doing. Danny and I jumped into the van to go pick out the paper
for his room. Danny selected a real nice pattern, one that dealt with the
solar system and space exploration.
When we returned home, I lit the barbecue as it was getting late. I asked
Cole and Graham if they thought they could eat steaks or if they wanted
hamburgers or hot dogs. They both wanted hot dogs. I put the meat on the
grill while the older boys entertained their brothers. After we ate, I
decided to take all of the boys to a movie. We got out the newspaper and I
let the boys discuss which movie we'd see. They ended up selecting a
Disney film that everyone would enjoy. We loaded into the van, drove to
the theater, bought our tickets, some popcorn and candy and we went in to
sit down. When the previews started, Graham eyes nearly popped out of his
head and he exclaimed, "Wow, that sure is a big television." Needless to
say, neither boy had seen a movie that wasn't on the TV. I explained to
him the difference between the two as the other boys tried to politely
stifle their laughs.
Cole and Graham sat transfixed and enthralled with the magical scene before
them. When the movie ended, they were engaged in non-stop chattering all
of the way home. I think we all enjoyed watching and listening to them
more than the movie. When we got to our place, the older boys began their
evening shower ritual. I forgot to warn Cole and Graham before the naked
parade of bodies began.
"They're not wearing any clothes," Graham noted.
"Yes, they like to run around like that. I forgot to warn you that the
boys prefer to remain naked after their showers. They all know that they
can only do this when we're home alone, that includes when Brandon and Jay
are here. All other times that we have visitors, the nudie hour is
strictly forbidden, unless I give special permission first. You boys don't
have to go naked if you don't want to."
"Hey, look Cole," Graham squealed in delight, "Kevin's pee-pee is just like
mine."
Kevin smiled and walked over to Graham. "That's right, little brother. I
wasn't cut either and I've still got all of my skin." I had mentioned that
to Kevin earlier that Graham was uncircumcised. "When Jay comes over,
you'll see that he's just like us, too."
"Who's Jay?"
"He's one of our good friends who is more like another brother," Ricky
added. "He and Brandon will be coming here tomorrow afternoon and staying
until Monday night. They stay here with us a lot and they like to run
around without their clothes on, as well."
Cole looked at me. "Can we run around without our clothes on?"
"Sure, if you want to. I'll take you up and give you your baths and then
you can go nude for the rest of the night. Besides, we were so busy today
that I forgot to wash your other clothes for you." We all laughed and Cole
and Graham pulled me off the coach so they could bathe. I cleaned them up
quickly, dried them off and we went back downstairs. Every thing was fine,
once the other boys got over their repulsion from how sickly the two little
ones looked. Ricky was the most shaken by the sight of their unclothed
forms.
"How could parents not feed such cute kids?" he whispered in my ear. "The
cops should lock those parents in a cage and feed them only once a week.
Maybe that would teach them what those two must have felt like."
"I doubt it. Their mother and her boyfriend were into the booze so badly
that nothing else mattered. It would probably take much more than missing
a few meals for them to learn a lesson." I happened to look up at Kevin
and I could see he had tears forming in his eyes. I walked over to him to
see if I could help in some way.
"What's up, big guy?"
"I was just thinking about how I had felt sorry for myself about what
happened between me and my dad. I thought I had it bad but it couldn't
have been as bad as they had it. At least my folks fed me. Looking at
them, I feel like a big baby for feeling sorry for myself." I gave him a
hug to reassure them.
"You did nothing wrong and it's only human to feel bad when things get like
that. Just be glad that they won't have to worry about being hungry or
lonely any more. As long as they live here, they'll never want again."
Kevin turned and hugged me and kissed me on the lips.
"I love you, dad. We all love you. Thank you for everything because who
knows what would have happened to any of us if you hadn't been there." I
couldn't think of a response so I just stood there and hugged him tighter.
Sunday, Brandon and Jay arrived shortly after lunch. Danny and Ricky had
called them and told them about Cole and Graham. They didn't want Brandon
or Jay to be shocked when they saw the new pair or let their reactions
betray them when they saw how they looked. We made the formal
introductions and all of the boys went outside to play. They took an old
rubber playground ball out with them, to play kickball together. They
figured that would be the easiest way for Cole and Graham to participate.
I was proud of them and how they dealt with their two new brothers. The
older boys even made fielding errors, on purpose, to make the little ones
feel better about themselves. While they played ball, I marinated the
boneless chicken breasts in preparation for barbecuing them. I also
finished off a tossed salad and Italian green beans for tonight's meal and
a macaroni and potato salad for tomorrow.
I put them all into the refrigerator until they were required.
When I finished my work, I went out to watch my eight sons, yes I consider
Brandon and Jay my sons too, as they finished their game. I was pleased to
see that Cole and Graham were enjoying themselves and bonding with their
brothers. After the game ended, Cole and Graham had to fill me in on
everything I had missed. They were so excited about what had happened that
I knew they felt, now, like they were truly part of the group. We went
inside, I got the chicken out and I threw it on the grill. About an hour
later, we were chowing down on chicken, salad and Italian green beans.
After dinner, the boys cleaned everything up, got out some board games and
they played them on the dining room table. Once again, the older boys made
sure that Cole and Graham felt included in the activities. When the games
were finished, the shower brigade began. I bathed the two little ones and
they came down to parade around the living room. When Jay finished his
shower he got excited.
"All right. We've got another one who's not cut." Graham looked at Jay
and smiled.
"Yep, you're just like me and Kevin," Graham answered him with a feeling of
pride. It wasn't quite even but, now, there were three uncircumcised boys
out of the eight. I looked around the room and came to a conclusion. I'd
have to have a sign made up for the foyer. I'll talk to my contractor
Tuesday, when I have him come to measure for redecorating Danny's bedroom.
I want it to read "The Castaway Hotel and Nudist Colony".
Labor Day arrived and I ran out to pick up Kevin's birthday cake before
everyone else arrived. Kevin had invited six other friends, beside
Mrs. Swartout and the crew that was already here. When everyone was there,
they played soccer in the yard, putting Cole and Graham on opposite teams.
They even gave the little ones each a chance to kick a goal. Our newest
additions were thrilled by their acceptance and that the big boys would
kick the ball to them.
I had put the uncooked meat, salads and soda on ice on a table along the
outer family room wall. I informed everyone that they just had to place
their orders when they were hungry. All day long, I was tossing something
new on the grill. Around 6:00, I called everyone in for cake and ice
cream.
We lit the cake, sang 'Happy Birthday' to Kevin and passed out the sweets.
After he had finished eating his cake and ice cream, he opened his
presents. I gave him (from his brothers and me) a new pair of soccer
cleats, a CD player he could put in his room, a couple of CD's that he
wanted, a thin gold chain and some additional clothes. He got some nice
gifts from his friends, as well. Around 8:00 everyone started to head
home. We thanked them all for the gifts and for coming and then I sent the
boys in to prepare for bed. They had school tomorrow. I would have to
enroll Cole and Graham in my school, as Cole was in 7th grade and Graham
was in 6th. (My building is a 5-8 building.) They would be there with
Ricky and Jay, who were both in 8th grade.
When I went to bed, later that evening, there was a knock on my door and
Kevin entered. "What's the matter can't you sleep?" I asked him.
"Yes, I slept for a while but I need to talk to you, if you don't mind."
"Come on in and sit down next to me on the bed. What's bothering you?"
"I was asking Danny and Brandon some questions earlier because I needed
their advice. I know they're both gay and that they might be able to help
me. I asked them if they'd ever screwed each other, you know, up the butt.
They told me they had and, when I asked them more questions, they told me
that you taught them how to do it." There was a lengthy pause at this
point. "You know, today, my birthday party and all, was really terrific.
There's only one thing that I didn't get that I really, really wanted,
something that would make today perfect. I want you to have sex with me,
dad. I want to show you how much I love you and I want you to love me the
same way."
This caught me off guard and I took a minute before I answered. "You don't
have to prove your love to me and you showed know how much I love you. Sex
isn't necessary to prove our love for each other."
"I know its not necessary but I need to show you how much I love you."
"You already have shown me with everything you say and do."
"Dad I need to do this for me, then. I need you to make love to me, for us
to become one. I need to feel your love pumping into me. I want to, no, I
need to do this."
"What if I offer to teach you how so you can do it with Dustin?"
"I don't want to do it with Dustin. This isn't about just sex. I could do
that with any of my brothers. I need to do this with and for you."
"Kevin, I love you and I appreciate how you feel but this is something that
you don't have to do. We can be affectionate and loving without having
sex."
"Dad, you don't seem to understand how much I need to do this. Do you
remember when I had that lump on one of my nuts and you helped me through
it?" I nodded. "Well, I slept with you those few nights and I while you
were being so helpful, understanding and comforting, I discovered that I
loved you." He paused. It wasn't just that I loved you but that I loved
you as a son and as a lover. I knew that night that I wanted you and that,
eventually, I'd have to get you to make love to me. Even though I was
scared to death about possibly losing some of my male parts, all I could
think about was having you stick your dick up my butt and making love to
me. I almost felt like I should rape you that night. I've had so many wet
dreams since that time, each dream being about you and me doing it, that I
knew that I needed to act upon these needs. I want to stop dreaming about
us making love and experience the real thing. I'm going to explode if you
don't help me out with this."
"Kevin, this is a really big step. Have you thought this over, I mean,
really thought long and hard about this decision and what it would mean?"
"Haven't you been listening to me? I haven't thought about anything else
since that night. I've tried to plan a way to ask you and dreamed that
this would come true. I even told Danny and Brandon about how I felt and
asked them if they thought you'd do this for me. They said they weren't
sure and that the only way to find out was for me to ask you. They told me
not to be afraid of talking to you about it and that you'd do what you
thought was best. Please, dad? I need this more than anything else. You
could even take back all of my other birthday presents if you will just do
this one thing for me."
I could feel the pressure mounting and I was beginning to realize how badly
he wanted this. I could see it in his eyes, I could hear it in his voice
and then he emphasized that he was deadly serious by offering to give back
all of his other presents. For a kid who has never had much to call his
own, this would have been a major sacrifice. "No matter what is decided,"
I reassured him, "you would never have to give you're your presents. I
would like to know one thing, however. Would this be a one time thing?"
"I could be, if that's how you want it. I would prefer it if we didn't
limit it to just this one time, though. I mean, we don't have to do it
every day but I would like for us to be able to do it once in a while."
"You have reached the age of consent and, by law, you can make your own
decisions but I would need some promises from you before I would agree to
do this."
"Anything, dad. I'll promise anything if you'll do this for me."
"OK, here's the deal. You can't tell anyone else about this, you have to
watch that you don't get overly affectionate with me when we're out in
public and I have the final say about when and if we do anything beyond
this one time. Can you make me those promises and mean it?"
"Yes, dad, I can. Oh, I love you so much."
"All right, you little weasel. We can do it but you'll have to keep the
noise down. I don't want anyone else to know what were up to."
I pulled Kevin to me and brought his lips down to meet mine. His lips were
warm and sweet and he was so eager that I thought he would bite my lip off
of my face. I got him to calm down and we continued. I slipped my tongue
into his mouth and we explored each other's oral cavern, discovering the
textures, the tastes and each other's responsive areas. Kevin got very
excited again and I thought he was going to try to crawl down my throat.
This kid was sure hot to trot and horny as hell. I had to get him to back
off once again. To keep him toned down a bit, I moved down his neck with
my ministrations and, then, on to his broad chest. Playing sports was
really helping to develop his body.
I moved down to his small little nipples, giving those light brown patches
some much needed attention. I worked them with my tongue, causing his
immature nubs to rise, and I slurped at them, trying to withdraw the
imaginary milk from his glands. I gave both nipples equal attention before
I slid down his chest, over his navel and to his groin. I guess that I'd
noticed before but never paid that much attention to the fact that Kevin
had very little pubic hair for a boy his age. There was a little ring of
dark brown pubes, running the base of his cock, but they didn't stray more
than a half an inch from his organ. I moved past his cock and focused on
the tight scrotum that hung below it. I licked on his ball sac but I
didn't suck on his nuts for fear I might harm that one damaged testicle.
Instead, I headed lower and licked and stroked that sensitive G spot
between his bag and his asshole. This brought about some hip thrusts from
Kevin followed by some gasps and groans. I moved upward, once more,
re-examining his ball sac with my tongue before I licked up and around his
young peter.
I worked my way up his shaft, played with his precious hood and I licked
around the base of his helmet before I moved on to the tip. There was a
small collection of pre-cum oozing from the slit and I licked it off,
eliciting a new set of moans from my boy lover. I slipped my mouth over
the mushroom head and down his boner, easily swallowing his entire member.
Lovingly I bobbed up and down on the shaft, sealing my lips to the outer
skin, running my tongue over the surface and applying maximum suction.
Kevin's hips started bucking upward, like a colt being broken in for the
first time, and I knew he wouldn't last very long. I moved faster up and
down his rod as I tickled his nut sac with my free hand. Kevin bucked
twice more, the last time burying his hard-on deep in my throat and leaving
it there. I felt him shudder as he unleashed five or six healthy shots of
his sweet tasting creamy load into my mouth. I milked him until there was
nothing left before I released his sweet meat. I gave him a few minutes to
enjoy his orgasmic high.
"Damn, dad. It was never that good with Dustin. That had to be the
biggest wad I've ever unloaded. That was intense. It's never been that
good before." He smiled at me as he pulled me up to kiss him. I opened my
mouth to let him sample the flavor of the load he had just fed me with.
When we broke our kiss, I reached into my nightstand and retrieved my tube
of KY.
"Are you still sure that you want to do this? You have one more chance to
change your mind."
"No way, Jose. I've waited too long for this already."
In that case, I spread some jell on my fingers and started to grease up his
little pink hole. First, I applied the KY around the entire outer surface
of his virgin rosebud. Then, after adding another dab, I put my index
finger at the outer rim of his puckered hole. I told him to relax, breath
deeply and push down as I put pressure on my finger and let it enter his
unexplored tunnel. After I let him adjust to the intruder, I ran my finger
in and out, gently breaking in his unused rectum. With great care, I
slipped in a second and then a third finger, running them in all directions
to stretch him sufficiently to accommodate my 7" pole.
"Do you think you're ready Kevin?"
"Yeah, dad. Go ahead. I can't wait to feel you in there."
"OK. Just relax, breathe deeply and push down like your taking a shit as I
go to enter. It may hurt a little but I'll try to go slow. Eventually,
whatever pain you feel should disappear and you should start enjoying the
ride."
"Thanks, dad. You can do it now."
I quickly greased up my love tool and lined it up with Kevin's entrance
way.
I pushed a little, until the head popped in, and then I waited for
Kevin's signal to continue. Slowly I worked my sausage down his tube,
letting him have time to adjust every few seconds. After I was completely
in, I began my stroking, with a nice easy rhythm. I bent over to kiss
those full, luscious lips as I worked my joystick in and out of his
extremely tight chute. His lining was like satin and the warmth of his
hole was surrounding my mast. I kept up my pumping, listening to Kevin
whine each time my penis brushed his prostate and drove into his boy cunt.
I was enjoying this immensely and I could tell he was enjoying it just as
much. My pace kept quickening, as I felt my juices begin to do the slow
boil, and, now, I was humping him with shorter, quicker strokes. As my
body stiffened and I drove my dong in one final time, I relinquished
several waves of hot man spunk in to my lover's boy pussy. Kevin let out a
little yelp as my hot seed splashed his interior and he wrapped his arms
around my waist and held me tightly to him. He kept his death grip on my
midsection until he climbed back down from the top of his mountain. During
this same time, I could barely move, as all my strength seemed to have been
released along with my load. Finally, I was able to roll off of him and I
lie beside his heaving chest.
"Oh man, that was better than I thought it would be. I knew that I wanted
you to do that to me and now I know why I wanted it done. That was
terrific, dad. I don't think that I could ever thank you enough for that.
I love you more, now, than I ever have and that's saying something."
"Thanks, little man. You were great too. Just remember your promise and
everything will be fine. You can lay here with me for a while but then I
think you'd better head back to your own bed so the others don't become
suspicious."
With that said, he rolled over, on top of me, and he plied my face with a
series of kisses. I hugged him tightly, not really wanting him to leave,
but I knew discretion was the better part of love making, at least for
tonight. I watched as his cute little ass wiggled out of my bedroom and
stop in the bathroom before he returned to his own room. How lucky can a
man be? I have eight gorgeous young sons and three of them want to be my
lover.
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