Date: Mon, 19 Jun 2000 23:37:45 EDT
From: William Watts <bwstories44@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Castaway Hotel-2  chapter 13

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The Castaway Hotel -Book 2 - by BW  (Young-Friends).        Copyright 2000
by bwstories44
Chapter 13 - I'll be home for Christmas.
  May 2000

The Saturday before Christmas, all of my older children began to arrive
home for the holiday.  Three of them drove to our house and I went out to
pick up my oldest daughter, my son-in-law, and my grandson from the airport
when they arrived.  It was so great to have them all home again.  As soon
as everyone was there, I briefed everyone on the sleeping arrangements.
Ricky, Cole, and Graham would sleep in the old master bedroom, as I knew
that both grandsons would also want to sleep with them.  My older daughter
and son-in-law would have the jungle room.  My younger son would sleep in
Trey's room, as Trey would be in with Dustin and Kevin.  My younger
daughter and son-in-law would sleep in Pat's room, while my older son and
daughter-in-law slept in Danny's room.  That left Danny and Pat, who would
bunk in with me.

Now, we had to make the bathroom assignments.  The fabulous five would use
the old master bathroom.  Dustin, Kevin, and Trey would come down and share
the new master bathroom with Danny, Pat, and me.  The upstairs bathroom
would be for the oldest two couples' use, while the downstairs bathroom
would be reserved for my younger daughter, her husband, and my younger son.
Everything was settled and we were ready to start enjoying ourselves.

During our first group discussion, my older children wanted to know how we
had decided on the name selection arrangement for buying presents.  I gave
the boys the credit for this idea, and everyone told them that it was a
great idea.  They collectively concluded that everyone would benefit by not
getting a lot of smaller gifts, usually things that the person wasn't
overly fond of, in lieu of one more substantial present.  Next, all the
different groups filled the others in on what had been happening in their
lives since we had last talked.  It was a wonderful discussion and we all
felt closer to each other when it was over.  We were just one humongous,
happy family.

I had made dinner arrangements for Saturday evening, so we were soon
loading up in multiple vehicles to drive to the restaurant.  I think that
the people at the restaurant thought it was some kind of office party when
I made the reservation for seventeen people.  I believe the surprise
registered on their faces as we entered.  It was a wonderful meal and we
all had a great time.  My four-year-old grandson sat next to Graham and the
six-year-old sat between Cole and Ricky.  Their parents didn't mind the
break from having to deal with them, and the older boys cut up their food
and did whatever else they had to for them.  Those three uncles were
absolutely great with their nephews.  Of course, I picked up the tab.

Once we got home, the grandsons couldn't wait to take their baths with
their barely older uncles.  Graham and Nicky (the four year old) took a
bath together while Ricky and Cole took Jordan into the shower with them.
Of course, everyone knew that they would have to wear at least shorts and a
tee shirt around for the rest of the evening The five of them were thicker
than thieves.

We did a lot of other things on Sunday and Monday, like playing games with
the kids, some last minute shopping, taking the boys to a movie matinee,
and just enjoying each other's company.  Christmas Eve the ladies helped me
prepare a big dinner before we retired to the family room.  The tree was
set up and decorated previously, so we all joined in to sing Christmas
carols and then I and my oldest son read Christmas stories to everyone
else.  It was a good, old-fashioned Christmas celebration.

After the boys went to bed, the rest of us surrounded the tree with
presents.  The packages filled more than half of the room once they were
displayed.  It was a good thing that we drew names to buy gifts or there
wouldn't have been enough space in the room for the people.  I stayed up
after my other children and their spouses went to bed, so I could sneak
their presents into place.  I know that I could have done this while they
were there, but I guess that I'm still a kid at heart when it comes to
Christmas surprises, and I didn't want them to see their gifts in advance.

The five holy terrors had the whole household up shortly after five the
next morning.  Slowly, the rest of us dragged our weary bodies into the
family room, where some of the older boys were trying to restrain the
younger ones from getting into the gifts prematurely.  I assigned my two
oldest sons as official package deliverers and within a few minutes
everyone had a package to open.  Soon there was wrapping paper scattered
about, as the collection of presents was opened, and it was difficult for
me to see and keep track of who got what.  After everyone had opened all of
their presents, it was agreed that everyone had received more than enough
for one holiday.  I had purchased a collection of hand-held computer games
for the boys to share, and each boy was given his own 'personal' CD player.
They also received some clothes and other items from me as well.  Pat and
Trey got one additional gift that the other boys didn't.  They received the
same type of certificate I had given the others the year before, pledging
them that I would adopt them, if they so wished.  I guess that they did
because I was soon covered in kisses and they were surrounded by choruses
of 'see I told you so'.

Between Christmas and the following Saturday, we more or less let the boys
entertain each other and I gave the older couples a chance to go out and do
things alone.  I think that alone was the best Christmas gift I could have
given them.  They went out with just their spouse, or a combination of
couples, and they all included my younger son (who was still a bachelor) in
many of their plans.  When they did things with their sons, they always
included the uncles they were attached to.  I'm not sure that they could
have gotten their own sons to join them if they hadn't.

My older children stayed until the following Saturday, when they left to go
back home to recuperate before they returned to their jobs.  Before they
left, I had made arrangements for my grandsons to come and stay with us as
soon as school was out.  My older children and I had also discussed and
agreed upon our joint vacation plans, two weeks that this whole mob would
spend together as a family.  It had been a wonderful week but I think that
it had been more than enough for now.  It's not that we didn't enjoy it,
but it had been a very hectic but pleasurable time.  It also gave us all
time to bond with the other members of the family, those whom we didn't see
often enough.

Brandon and Jay came over during the day, while my older children were
there, but my two non-resident sons didn't stay overnight because of the
crowd.  Now that the others had left, Brandon and Jay moved in to take
their place.  They stayed over Saturday night and they were scheduled to
join us New Year's Eve (Monday night) for our private celebration.  Their
parents didn't mind, as they had plans of their own which didn't include
their children, and, this way, they would know where their sons were and
what they were up to.

By the way, I had offered the old master bedroom to Dustin, as he was the
oldest, and I knew that it was tight for Kevin, Trey, and him in their old
room.  They just had two single beds pushed together and the person in the
middle was always sleeping in the crack between the two mattresses.  I had
privately discussed my idea with Danny and Ricky earlier, as they had both
been with me the longest, and they agreed that Dustin, et al, should get
that room.  I was very proud of their maturity in making that decision, but
I was pretty certain they would feel that way even before I asked.  Now, I
had two open bedrooms.  The one next to the old master bedroom (that Ricky,
Trey, and Frankie had all used at various times) and the front, corner
bedroom that once belonged to Dustin and Kevin.  I wonder how long that
will last?

Saturday night there was plenty of sex in the various bedrooms, as the boys
held off while my older children and grandsons were in residence.  Jay was
back in with the terrible trio, and Ricky and Jay decided it was their turn
to spend time together, so Cole and Graham would have to entertain each
other.  Pat was invited to join Danny and Brandon, though I might add that
I was somewhat surprised by this.  I wasn't expecting it, but pleasantly
pleased that Brandon was willing to share Danny with Pat on these few times
they could be alone.  Actually, Brandon was the one who had suggested that
they include Pat, so he wouldn't be alone.  Brandon obviously wasn't
threatened by Pat's presence with them.  In fact, he seemed to enjoy the
extra person.  That left only Dustin, Kevin, and Trey, and I knew that
there would be no breaking up of that threesome at this point.

New Year's Eve we held our own private celebration.  After a nice, large,
extended family dinner, we started with a little entertainment.  We set up
two activities to start.  Some of the boys chose to conduct a pool
tournament in the rec room, playing eight ball, while the rest gathered to
play a Monopoly game on the dining room table.  To make the Monopoly game
more interesting, the boys playing agreed to split the winner's chores
among them for the month of January.  This game suddenly became intense.
An hour or so later, we had our winners.  Brandon won the pool tournament,
and he doesn't even have a table to practice on at home, while Trey won the
Monopoly game.  He may be quiet but he was ruthless when it came to his
wheeling and dealing on the board.

After those two events were over, some of the boys went into the family
room and set up their own video game tournament on our large-screen
television.  There was definitely a lot of yelling and screaming coming
from that room as the earlier rounds were conducted and some of the boys
were eliminated.  The noise level was deafening in that room as the final
three contests took place and they ultimately crowned their champion.  It
was Ricky who outlasted them all and whose manual dexterity had eclipsed
that of his peers.

In the dining room, I had set up a high stakes poker game.  Each boy was
given $250,000 of poker chips, strictly without real currency backing, and
we played a sky's-the-limit game.  I only served as the dealer and didn't
participate myself.  I was there to provide judgments about who had the
better hand and to settle any other minor disputes as they arose, so no one
could be accused of cheating.  It really turned out to be a very exciting
experience and the boys were very adept at betting, bluffing, and calling.
Some of them still had to work on their poker faces, however, although some
of the ones who lacked that ability used it to their advantage as well.
When bluffing and knowing that they others could read their expressions,
sometimes they showed a greater enthusiasm for their hand than it really
warranted.  That often worked to scare off some of the others and increased
their odds at winning the hand.  The poker game was eventually won by
Dustin, who told us later that he had played a great deal of strip poker
with his old friends, before Kevin had moved in with his family.  With the
skill he displayed, I assume that he was seldom naked in front of the
others.

It was now nearly midnight, so the games ended.  We turned on one of those
big time New Year's Eve celebrations on the tube and I went out to the
kitchen to get my special little treat for the gang.  I brought in a tray
with a bottle of Champagne and the appropriate number of glasses so each
boy could have a taste of the bubbly as we welcomed in the New Year.  When
the witching hour arrived, it was welcomed with streamers being tossed to
and fro, noisemakers doing what they were made to do, and boys shouting and
making other irritating noises.  In our own way, we brought in the New Year
in grand style.  We carried on our little revelry for another half hour
before the boys went up to the bedrooms for some private celebrations of
their own.

Ricky, Cole, Graham, and Jay went to the jungle and locked the door behind
them.  Once naked, the boys split into partners for a little sixty-nine
action.  Ricky took Graham first, while Jay and Cole teamed up.  Pretty
soon there were mouths wrapped around penises and the sounds of slurping
and moans of enjoyment filled the air.  Graham was eagerly swallowing
Ricky's cut pole while Ricky was bobbing up and down on Graham's uncut
boner, after playing with his foreskin for a brief time.  On the other side
of the bed, Cole had been toying with the extra skin on Jay's cock before
he crammed it into his mouth and Jay was busy licking and sucking off
Cole's own circumcised erection.  Soon the boys were shooting their loads
into their partner's mouth as they panted and groaned in pleasure.  After
they recovered, Ricky and Jay changed partners and the boys were soon going
at each other once more.  This time it took a little longer than before but
eventually each boy reached his second climax during the early morning
hours.  After they rested for a while longer, Jay and Ricky paired up while
Cole and Graham worked on each other.  The final loads of the morning were
much smaller in quantity, Graham's orgasm being nearly dry, and they
managed to crawl into position to go to sleep after they had all cum that
one final time.  Cole and Graham were situated between the two older boys
and, before long, the four of them cuddled into one large mass of flesh
until later that morning.

In a room down the hall, a second group had a different way to achieve the
same results.  These three had formed their bodies into a triangle so they
could begin with a little oral sex.  Trey took Kevin's uncut hard- on into
his mouth while Kevin swallowed Dustin's circumcised monster and Dustin
bent over to nibble on Trey's generous foreskin before he began nodding up
and down on his mast.  The trio continued their actions until they had each
received a generous reward of thick cream for their efforts and then they
swung back around, in the opposite direction.  This time Trey worked on
Dustin's large sausage, Dustin was presented with Kevin's familiar stalk,
and Kevin got to enjoy Trey's long, slender joystick.  They were more
aggressive in their actions this time around, knowing it would take a
greater effort to achieve that second orgasm, but soon they were swallowing
another's load of male-milk as their partner's juices exploded into their
oral cavities.

They took a brief respite before they continued, making a quick run down to
the kitchen to get drinks, but eventually they came back to their room for
one final encounter.  This encounter would include full penetration.  After
the boys had loosened each other up and greased their partner's holes,
Dustin knelt down near the head of the bed so Kevin could crawl up behind
him and enter his rosebud.  Trey moved in behind Kevin and slipped into
him, and the boys worked to develop a smooth, enjoyable rhythm.  Kevin
would make his thrust into Dustin's backside and Trey would make his thrust
every time Kevin withdrew his tool from Dustin's butt.  It took a few tries
to get used to this method but soon they fell into a smooth pace until both
boys' cocks swelled and erupted into their partner's bowels.
  When they had recovered from this joint effort, Kevin rested on the bed
while he watched Dustin slip into Trey's willing opening and pound away
until he doused the fire in Trey's intestinal tract when his extinguisher
shot out its syrupy contents.

The boys were now exhausted after having deposited three strong loads this
morning and they positioned themselves on the bed for sleep.  This time
they made sure that Dustin was in the middle and the other two wrapped
themselves around his sturdy frame and slowly gave into their weariness.
Soon their breathing became less labored, their heart rates had slowed, and
they drifted off into oblivion.  They crashed like that until sometime
after the fiery four had made their way downstairs for breakfast.

In the other front bedroom a whole different scene was taking place, but
for the same reason.  Danny, Brandon, and Pat had agreed to play a slightly
different version of the game monkey-in-the-middle to get their sexual
release.  The three circumcised boys had agreed to this in advance and now
they got into position.  For the first go around, Danny took his position
on all fours in the middle of the bed.  Pat climbed up in front of him and
inserted his cock in Danny's mouth while Brandon moved in from behind and
slid his meat home in Danny's rear.  Now, Brandon and Pat began their
rocking motions back and forth, slowly fucking Danny in both ends.

Pat was in front, easing his weapon in and out of Danny's throat, as Danny
used his tongue to add to his pleasure.  Every time Pat slipped his cock
into Danny's mouth, it brought back memories of that first night of
consensual boy-on-boy sex that they had enjoyed together.  He had been
hesitant to try it, because of the forced sex he had been made to have with
one of his mother's old boyfriends, but it had been so wonderful that he
had never regretted making that decision.  Now, here he was working his way
closer to his next release, and the suction that Danny was applying was
putting him over the edge.  He felt that powerful surge building up in his
groin, he arched his back, drove his penis deep into Danny's throat, and
unleashed his torrent of boy seed into Danny's mouth.  Pat felt every
spurt, as it left his prick, and he became weak as the last of his juices
left his body.  He managed to maintain his balance and remained upright as
he slowly recovered from his orgasm.

While Pat had been enjoying himself upfront, Brandon had been plowing
Danny's ass with his steady strokes.  Danny was voluntarily contracting his
rectal muscles every time Brandon's pecker would start to withdraw from his
sheath. and the intense pressure was causing Brandon to reach his flash
point earlier.  Knowing he was close, Brandon picked up his pace and jack
hammered Danny's anus.  Within a few more strokes, Brandon buried his hot
poker as far into his friend as he could and he bathed Danny's satiny
lining with his boiling spunk.  After a final couple of thrusts, to finish
draining his weasel, Brandon fell forward onto Danny's back.  When he had
recovered from the exertion, Brandon pushed back and withdrew his deflating
love muscle from Danny's backside, with an audible plop.

The boys all took a few minutes to collect themselves before they switched
around and got into the next arrangement.  Danny even made a quick run down
the hall to use the toilet and get a drink of water before he rejoined the
group.  This time Brandon would get the center position, with Danny at his
head and Pat working on his tail.  The boys finally agreed that they were
ready to resume and they took up their positions on the bed.

Danny moved up in front of Brandon but he was no longer erect.  Brandon
steadied himself on three appendages while he used his extra arm and hand
to grab hold of Danny's peter long enough to lick and suck it back to its
maximum length and hardness.  Now, Brandon could use that arm and hand to
keep his balance steady, as he started lunging to and fro on his lover's
wand.  Brandon's mouth was extremely full as Danny's monster slid in and
out, and he could only work his tongue on Danny's tip when that was all
that remained in his mouth.  Brandon would suck hard, as the weapon was
withdrawn, and flick his tongue at the slit quickly before that tube
slammed back inside.  Brandon's ministrations were working Danny into a
sexual frenzy and Danny was rapidly nearing the summit of that mountain.
As the highest peak in that range neared, Danny shuddered from his head to
his toes, released his slushy concoction into Brandon's mouth, and slouched
backwards as Brandon sucked the remaining juices from his hose.

Pat was being no less effective and he enjoyed the feeling of Brandon's
warm, moist lining as it engulfed his own boyhood.  Brandon had learned how
to contract his rectal muscles from Danny and he choked Pat's light pole
each and every time it tried to withdraw from the depths of his bowels.
Brandon's whole body was rocking back and forth, meeting Danny's thrusts
when he leaned forward and matching Pat's thrusts when he slammed back.
Pat was in seventh-heaven from this combination of movements and he was
soon racing toward the finish line as he slammed faster and harder into the
lanky blonde.  Pat was huffing and puffing from the exertion, sometimes
sounding like a steam driven train engine climbing a steep grade, and his
heart was beating so quickly that he thought it was going to pop right out
of his chest.  Suddenly all of the muscles in his body went rigid and
several strings of his sticky, alabaster liquid gushed from his dickhead
and filled the hollow cavity deep within Brandon's body.  He kept his hand
on Brandon's hips, to keep himself from falling forward, and he remained
like this until he could release his cock from Brandon's grip and rest up
for the final round.

This time the three boys lay panting and limp on Danny's bed as they waited
for their bodies to recuperate.  It took slightly longer for Pat this time,
as he had just enjoyed his second climax of the wee-morning hours, and
Danny and Brandon were very patient with him.  They gave him plenty of time
to regain his strength but they were more than ready when he started to
rise into his next position.  This time Pat would be the middleman in this
trio, with Brandon enjoying his mouth and Danny plowing his boy pussy.

Brandon was only semi-erect when he hoisted his body up in front of Pat's
head.  He held his own pecker forward so Pat could use his tongue and lips
to bring him back into a state of full arousal.  In less than a minute,
Brandon was once again rock-hard and ready for business.  Willingly, Pat
let Brandon's rod slide between his lips and over his tongue.  Once he was
fully in, Brandon pumped his hips back and forth, working his member inside
Pat's oral cavity, as Pat applied the vacuum-like suction.  Having had a
breather since his first release, it still didn't take Brandon all that
long to reach the point of no return.  Soon, every fiber in his body told
him he was ready to spew forth his load and his body reacted accordingly.
Brandon threw his head and shoulders back, as he jerked his hips forward,
and he drove his steel girder into the depths of Pat's anal cavern and
hosed him down with his pearly white custard.  After the last of the six
volleys spurted from his granite pole, Brandon's legs gave out from under
him and he crumpled onto the mattress like yesterday's bath towel.

Danny had been very careful to enter Pat's fairly inexperienced love canal
slowly and easily.  He didn't want to tear the boy open with a rapid
assault and he let Pat adjust to the intrusion gradually, as Danny slid his
beast fully home.  Even though he was busy at the time, Pat appreciated
Danny's care because he had previously been the victim of a rape-like
assault.  That is why Pat had reacted so strongly to the groups' nudity
that first evening, as the mental and emotional scars he carried sent
fearful warnings to his psyche, and it took a great deal of effort on his
part to overcome that.  Now he reveled in the feel of Danny's tool sliding
back and forth in his intestinal tract, more so each time Danny's prick
brushed against his joy button, so much so that it would cause him to moan
on Brandon's cock as he orally worked on that.  Danny took slightly longer
than Brandon this time, as he had just cum in Brandon's mouth on the
previous grouping, and it was just the two of them as Danny finished up.
Slowly, Danny continued to increase his pace until he looked like a dog on
a bitch in heat.  Frantically he would piston into Pat's opening until he
made that final thrust and flooded Pat's gut with his gooey jism.  Once he
had made sure that every drop was deposited into the vault, Danny slowly
let his cock slip out of Pat's tunnel.  The withdrawal of his penis from
Pat's tight chute caused a wet-fart sound upon breaking free and then the
duo fell onto the bed with Brandon, swooning in the ecstasy of their
labors.

The boys took their time enjoying the afterglow from their multiple orgasms
and they eventually worked their way around on the bed so their heads were
on the pillows and they were spread out, side-by-side.  Those three slept
soundly until just before noon the next day and their sexual needs had not
only been met but totally surpassed from that session.  What a hell of a
way to ring in the New Year.

The next morning, I met each group as they staggered down to breakfast and
I fed them all a big breakfast to start their day.  The boys watched a
couple of football games together before Brandon and Jay had to return home
but they all echoed their sentiments that this was the best New Year's Eve
celebration that they had ever had the pleasure of taking part in.  The
boys unanimously agreed that one of our New Year's resolutions should be
that we would have another private celebration again next year, one that
would be as good, if not better, than this one had been.

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Attention readers: If you like my stories and you are a fan of 'sword and
sorcery' type works, I have just started posting a new story in the
gay/science fiction-fantasy section.  It is called 'The Sword of Kings'.
The three main characters, those who are involved in the sexual relations,
are from the young friends/ high school age group.  If this type of story
is to your liking, I would urge you to check it out.
     Thanks, Bill.

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