Date: Sun, 1 Jul 2001 19:48:54 EDT
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: The Castaway Hotel - book 4   chapter 14

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The Castaway Hotel-Book 4-by BW (Young-Friends).  Copyright 2000 by billwstories
Chapter 14 - Exploring relationships.             May 2001

The weekend after Ricky's birthday party there was another party planned.
We had decided to have a family cookout to celebrate Pat's regaining his
vision.  This was going to be a very different type of get together for us,
but I think that we were all looking forward to it.  Unbeknownst to me,
however, there was a conspiracy brewing, one that involved me.  Friday
evening Danny borrowed the car and he took Brandon and Pat with him,
telling me that Pat wanted to personally invite Shannon and Uncle Jake to
this party.  What they didn't tell me was that they have more than just
that on their minds.  It was obvious that Shannon had been expecting them,
as he met them at the door as soon as they pulled in, and they went inside
and said hello to Uncle Jake.  He seemed very glad to see them and asked
them what brought them there.  That's when Pat took over.

"I came down to invite both of you to a picnic we're having tomorrow, at
our house.  Dad wants to have it to celebrate my getting my eyesight back.
You don't need to bring anything but yourselves and there will be plenty to
eat and lots of things to do.  It's just for family, but you're part of our
family now."

"That's very kind of you to invite us and include us as part of the
family," Jake responded, "and we'll be glad to come.  What time does this
shindig begin?"  Pat gave them all the details about the party and filled
them in on what to expect.  When they had finished discussing what would be
going on, Danny broached the next topic.

"Uncle Jake, you know, you should get in touch with Dad sometime and go out
for a few drinks or something.  He seems to spend all of his time with us
and doesn't get to do annything for just himself.  We think he should go
out and have some fun once in a while."

"So Shannon's been telling me.  I take it you boys have talked about this
amongst yourselves?"  The boys nodded their heads.  "Did you ever suggest
this to your dad?"

"Yeah, I guess we have talked this over and we have told Dad this too, but
he thinks it's more important that he be there for us.  We appreciate that
and all, it's just that we'd like to see Dad have some fun of his own.  He
hasn't even been on a date since he started adopting us.  I don't think
that's good for him.  I think he needs to enjoy himself too."

"Yes, I agree.  He should get out once in awhile to enjoy himself.  Maybe I
could ask him to meet me after work some Friday, for a few drinks."

"Or maybe you guys could have dinner together," Brandon added.  "Just the
two of you."  Jake was surprised at this comment and began to get
suspicious.  He eyed the boys, trying to see if he could figure out what
cards they held up their sleeves.  Finally he decided what he'd say next.

"You mean like a date?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that," Pat answered, shyly.  The boys were all
kind of looking at each other, wondering if they had been too direct in
broaching this topic.

"Uh, wasn't your dad married for a number of years?"  No one answered right
away, taking their time trying to come up with an appropriate answer.  Jake
continued before they did.  "You know, he might not agree with your trying
to fix him up with me.  I really don't think he'd be interested, being
straight and all."

"But he's not," Danny blurted out, then he turned red after realizing what
he'd said.  Now he tried to correct his sudden outburst.  "What I mean is
that Dad's really bi, and he's often mentioned how he's regretted not
exploring the other side of himself.  I think he'd be interested in
spending time with you, I just think he's too shy to ask.  I think that's
why he spends so much time with us, so he can be close to other males
without having to worry about going further."

"That's interesting.  I didn't know that about Josh.  He's really told you
that he's sorry he didn't go out with other guys?"

"Yeah," Pat shot back.  "He said that's why he wanted to become a foster
parent, to help gay and bi boys accept who they were and not make the same
mistakes he did."

"He really said that?" Jake commented, incredulously.

"Yeah, he did," Danny came back.  "That's why things are so open and
accepting at home.  He doesn't want us to have any excuses for not being
who we are.  It's really great, because we've all had a chance to select
whom we wanted to be with, without having someone else trying to dictate
that to us.  Dustin started out with Kevin, but he decided later that he
was more attracted to girls, so now he's going out with a cheerleader.
He's bi, but he's decided that he'd rather have a girlfriend as his main
squeeze."

"Hmmm," Jake responded, "there's more to this family than meets the eye.  I
didn't realize some of this."

"Well, we don't announce it to just anybody," Brandon told him, "but you're
part of the family now, so we thought you should know."

"Well, thank you, and I'm honored to be included in your inner circle."
They all smiled at each other, but you could see the wheels still turning
as they each contemplated how to proceed from this point."

"What kinds of things is your dad interested in?" Jake asked next.

"Well, he likes sports," Pat told him, "especially college sports.  I guess
he used to play some himself, when he was younger, but he hasn't been that
active since he took us all in.  I guess we've taken up most of his time."

"Does he golf?"

"You know, I think he does," Danny responded.  "There's a set of golf clubs
down in the basement and I'm pretty sure they're his.  I know that there
used to be a bunch of plaques in his office, and at least one of them was
for golf, but he boxed them up when he turned the office into his new
master bedroom."

"Well, maybe I could invite him to go golfing with me some weekend.  I
could team up with him and we could play against a couple of other guys I
work with."

"That would be great!" Pat commented, enthusiastically.  "I really think
he'd like that too."

"Well, I could hint around about that when I'm at your party.  I'll see how
he reacts to my offer and then I'll decide what to do from there."

"Yeah, that's perfect," Danny added.  "If it works out, maybe you guys
could join a league next year.  I really think Dad should have a chance to
do something like that."

"Well, I can understand why he spends so much time with you boys, though.
I try to do the same with Shannon, as he's nearly my entire life right now.
I can tell that you boys are just as important to him as Shannon is to me.
I must admit that I am impressed.  It's nice to see that you're as
concerned for your dad's happiness as he is for yours."

"We are, and we really want him to be happy too.  He's done so much for us
and it's time that he had some fun too."

Jake and the boys spent a little more time together, chatting about
different ideas of things for Josh and Jake to do, but the die was cast and
their plan officially set into motion.  It would begin tomorrow at Pat's
party, after Jake and Shannon arrived.  The boys returned home, filled
their brothers in on their accomplishments, and they started preparing for
the picnic.  The boys met upstairs, in Pat's room, discussing what types of
things they were going to do at the party and how they were going to try to
get Jake and me together.  Although I knew of Shannon's intentions, I was
completely oblivious to the fact that my sons had the same objectives, but
that soon would become apparent.  I guess I am pretty lucky to have them
and that they are that concerned about me.

Even though Pat couldn't participate, he insisted that the party start out
with a game of touch football on the side yard.  Once again Jake and I were
paired on the same team, with Steve and Mark evening up the other side.
Pat ran the clock and kept the score from the sidelines.  The game was very
competitive, and we continued to swap touchdowns most of the way, but the
other team did manage to pull out the victory just before our timekeeper
blew the final whistle.  We were all pretty exhausted by now, but we went
out back to crank up the gas grills and get the food started.  Jake offered
to help and I gratefully accepted his offer.  While we were placing or
turning the various items on the grill, Jake started talking about golf,
asking me if I played.  I told him that I did at one time, but I hadn't
swung a club in several years.  He told me that it was like riding a
bicycle, that you never forget once you've learned, and he asked me if I'd
consider taking it up again.  After thinking it over for a few minutes, I
told him that I would love to and he invited me to hit some balls with him
the following weekend.  After thinking about it for a few seconds, I agreed
and we set a time to meet.  It would be good to get out and do that again.
I had always enjoyed golfing, getting out in the fresh air and strolling
along those lovely green fairways, and this was definitely an opportunity
to get back to doing just that.  I think the boys overheard our
conversation, and soon word was passing between them that Jake and I had a
'date'.  I didn't know they were considering our planned outing that way,
or I would have corrected them, letting them know that it was just an
outing with a friend.

After we ate, we sat and chatted for a while, letting our food digest
before we did something more energetic.  Sally took that opportunity to
fill us in on new developments with the charity, letting us know how
helpful the Spences had been with various tasks, and we were all pleased
with how much they had accomplished.  Following a reasonable wait, we all
loaded into several different vehicles and headed down to the miniature
golf course.  This was something Pat could do with the rest of us, as well
as something the ladies join us in doing, and I thought it was a great
idea.  It never dawned on me at the time how this just coincidentally tied
in with my being invited to the driving range the following weekend and a
possible chance to resume my golfing activities, but I should have
suspected something.  Maybe this conspiracy was more involved than first
met the eye.  Anyway, we all had a great time, though no one actually paid
any attention to the scores.  Most of our guests went straight home from
there, as they had brought their own vehicles to avoid having to return to
our house.  The boys and I went back to our place and spent the rest of the
night doing our own things.  Pat did come up and thank me for the great
party and he asked me if I had fun too.  I thought he was being sincere in
his question, never suspecting that he was just trying to get a feel for
how Jake and I got along.  I did become suspicious, however, when all his
questions came back to Jake, and now I was beginning to wonder if it was
just a fluke that these things happened at the same time.  Even though I
was curious, I didn't choose to pursue those thoughts at this time.

Sunday, at church, I got another surprise.  After the service I noticed
Dion chatting with a girl, something I don't remember happening before.  I
wondered what was up, not totally privy to the fact that Dion was ready to
explore the other side of himself.  That's when Cole informed me that Dion
had told Trey that he wanted to see what it was like being with a girl.
All kinds of alarm bells went off in my head and I envisioned another
Kevin-Dustin break-up, with me spending my time trying to console the son
who got left out in the cold, in this case, Trey.  I watched Trey looking
at Dion, as he joked with this girl, and I could feel the tension in the
air.  I just hoped this wasn't the start to another disaster and I decided
that maybe I could ease tensions by having a chat with Trey.  Once there
was a lull in our Sunday afternoon activities, I asked Trey if I could chat
with him in my room.

"I noticed Dion this morning and I saw you watching him.  Is there anything
you'd like to talk about?" I asked him, letting him know I was concerned.

"I don't know, Dad.  I know he feels that he has to find out what it's like
to date a girl and that he'll probably even want to see what it's like
having sex with her, but I know that he has to do this."

"And it doesn't bother you?"

"Of course it bothers me.  I hate the whole idea, but I know he's got to do
it or he'll never be happy with just me.  I can only hope that this doesn't
turn out like it did for Dustin and Kevin."

"Well, there are no guarantees, so you'll just have to wait and see what
happens."

"I know, Dad, but I don't know what I'll do if he decides he likes girls
more than me.  I love him, I really do, and I thought we were going to
spend our whole lives together.  I don't know how I'll survive if he should
decide to leave me."

"Well, let's not put the cart before the horse here.  He just wants to find
out what it's like.  He hasn't made any decisions yet."

"I know, it's just that I worry about it, after what happened with Dustin
and Kevin.  I don't know if I could go on, if something like that happened
to me.  I don't know how Kevin did it.  He must be a lot stronger than me."

"Kevin isn't stronger than you, and you'll survive too, if it should come
to that.  Kevin thought he wouldn't be able to survive either, but then he
and Nick hit it off and he had someone new.  He even survived when he and
Nick broke up, and now he seems to be happy with Brent.  Even if this
doesn't work out, even though I'm not saying that it won't, you'll find
somebody else and make the most of it.  We all go through something like
this, at some point in our lives.  It's just part of growing up."

"Yeah, I know, but he's so important to me.  It's like our souls had once
been one, but they got separated, and then we found each other again.  I
don't know what I'd do without him.  We hold onto each other all night long
and I don't want to think that will end."

"It may not.  I understand how you feel and I'm sure that Dion enjoys your
time together as much as you do, but he just has to discover things for
himself.  Give him some time and some space and you may still end up
together."

"I know, Dad, and that's what I'm doing.  I just hope that he decides that
what we have is more important than what he can get from some girl."

"I think I know how you feel about him, but only time will tell.  Just try
not to push him into a decision or put any undue pressure on him, because
I'm afraid that would only push him further away."

"Thanks, Dad, and I'll try not to do that."

I kind of watched what was going on the rest of the day, and I even took
notice of Kevin and Brent, now that they had also been mentioned.  I
thought maybe I should see how that was going with them, as well.  First of
all, Dion was making no attempt to ignore Trey, in fact he was very
friendly to him and acting as if nothing was amiss.  I took that as a good
sign, but would still monitor what was going on.  Watching Kevin and Brent,
however, was a different matter.  They were getting very close and they
seemed as if they couldn't keep their hands off of each other.  I was glad
to see Kevin happy again and it was nice to see that Brent had found some
happiness too.  In talking with some of the other boys, I discovered that
Brent and Kevin had been spending a great deal of time sleeping in each
other's rooms, and I figured it wouldn't be long before they would probably
be moving in together.  A little later I pulled Kevin aside, to ask him how
things were going.

"I notice that you and Brent seem to be getting close," I began.

Kevin's face lit up before he answered.  "Yeah, I guess we are.  We really
get along great and he was kind of lonely too, just like me."

"Well, I'm glad you found each other and hit it off.  Is there anything
more going on?"

Kevin looked a little sheepish, but he did answer me.  "I think I know what
you're asking, and we have done some things together, but not a lot.
Mostly just getting to know each other better."

"Hmmm.  What exactly does that mean?"  Kevin didn't respond right away, so
I asked another question.  "Kevin, you know I don't mind if you do things
like that, as long as you both agree to it."

"I know, and I know the other boys talk to you about things like this, but
I just feel kind of funny when I do.  I hope you're not mad."

"No, Kevin, I'm not mad.  I was just curious."

Kevin looked at me for a few seconds, saying nothing at all during that
period, and then he let out a big sigh and spoke.  "I don't know why I
worry about it.  I know I can tell you anythhing, so I will.  Brent and I
have done some things together, but only with our hands and mouths.  He
said he wasn't ready yet to try anything more."

"Kevin, I thank you for trusting me with that information and you know I
won't say anything, as long as you were both willing participants."

"Oh, we were."

"I'm sure of that.  It's just nice to know who's doing what and how much
you boys are into.  It helps me make decisions later, when other things
come up."

"I know and I'm sorry I didn't answer you right away.  You've always been
there for me, it's just I guess I still worry about people reacting like
Dustin's father did when he found out about us."

"I can certainly understand why that would concern you, but I promise you
that not everyone is as narrow-minded as Dustin's father."

"Especially not you.  I know that, it's just that sometimes I can't get
past the other stuff."

"You don't have to explain or apologize.  I'm asking you for personal
information and I know that sometimes there are things you might not want
to discuss.  I wouldn't force you to divulge items you're not comfortable
with telling me."

"That's okay, Dad.  You didn't force me.  I just finally realized that you
wouldn't get mad if I told you, and I know you don't know that much about
Brent.  I don't mind if you know, and I don't think he would either."

"I'm glad to hear that.  Now why don't you run along and join the others."

"Thanks, Dad, I will."  Kevin made his way toward the door, then he stopped
and turned to face me again.  "You know, Brent's going to stay with me
tonight."

"I didn't, but it doesn't surprise me."

Kevin smiled at that statement.  "He also said that he might be ready to
try something new tonight, if you know what I mean."

"Well, from what you just told, I think I have a good idea about what
you're referring to.  You know where everything that you'll need is kept,
don't you?"

"Yes, Dad, I do, and we'll be sure to use it, if we do anything.  I'm so
glad I live here and you're my dad now."  He jogged back the few steps to
me and then hugged me.  I kissed him on the forehead and hugged him back.

"Well, I'm very glad about that too.  You're a fine son and I'm proud that
you're now one of mine.  I trust you and I know you wouldn't do anything
that you shouldn't.  Be gentle with Brent, he's pretty new to all this.  I
know how he feels about you, I've seen it in his eyes when he looks at you,
so don't hurt him.  I know you won't."

"No, Dad, I won't.  I know what that's like, remember?"

"Yes, Kevin, I do.  You deserve to be happy this time, so go enjoy
yourself."  I kissed him on the forehead again, smacked him on his bottom,
and he ran off to find Brent.  It was nearly time for them to take their
showers anyway, and I soon saw them heading up the stairs together.  Kevin
gave me the account of what happened next, a couple of days later.

Kevin and Brent went up to the second floor bathroom, stripped down, and
jumped into the shower together.  This wasn't the first time they had done
this, but this time was different and special for them.  As soon as they
were both under the showerhead, Kevin kissed Brent and then he started to
wash Brent's body.  He ran the soap over and around his chest, neck, and
arms, lathering him up well and scrubbing him thoroughly, before rinsing
him off under the warm spray.  He made Brent turn around, so he could wash
his back using the same procedure, carefully making sure he was clean.
When he got down to his butt, he rubbed the soap all over both cheeks, ran
his soapy fingers down the crack, swirled them around the tender opening to
his love tunnel, and then he carefully slipped a finger inside, to clean
that out as well.  Brent jumped at first, as the finger moved in to probe
him, and his sphincter muscle instinctively clamped down on Kevin's
intruding digit.  Once Brent became accustomed to what was happening, be
began to relax and let Kevin continue his probing without interference.  As
Brent began to enjoy the sensations, reveling in the feelings of places
being touched that had never been touched before, Kevin withdrew his
finger, replaced it with two fingers, and started his ministrations over.
Brent thrust his butt backward now, urging Kevin on and giving him better
access, as he enjoyed Kevin's stimulation of his inner sanctuary.  Now he
threw his head back, as he concentrated on all these new feelings, and he
began to pant as his heart beat quicker.  He literally jumped when Kevin's
fingers hit his prostate, and those tingling sensations just pulsed from
that leathery button and caused his whole body to feel as if it had been
zapped by an electric current.  He moaned slightly and his body trembled,
as Kevin began to massage this sensitive area even more, and he grew hotter
as the action continued.  He was also rock hard, and Kevin hadn't even
touched his penis yet, when suddenly his cock erupted, spewing out thin
streams of nearly clear cum, just from the stimulation of his love button.
He almost collapsed at this point, as his knees buckled from the powerful
and unexpected release, as he had never had an orgasm before without
someone touching his dick.

"How did you do that?" he wanted to know, once he had regained his
composure.

"Dad calls it the prostate.  He says that it's one of a guy's most
sensitive sex organs, but I guess you found that out.  You shot your load
and I never even had to touch your cock."

"That was pretty awesome.  I didn't know that could even happen."

"Well, you do now, and some of that happens when someone has their dick up
your ass too.  That is if he gets the right angle, then his penis will rub
again your prostate and do the same thing."

"Really, that sounds great.  Maybe we should do that tonight."

"If you really want to, I'd love to do that with you, and you could do it
to me, too, but that's all up to you.  We'll do whatever you decide, but
first we have to finish cleaning up."  With that Kevin bent down and
finished washing Brent's legs, then he turned him around and washed the
front of him, working his way up to his genitals, which he washed
thoroughly, taking pleasure playing with everything in the process.  Once
Kevin had finished washing Brent, Brent did the same thing to him.

Brent seemed to hurry a bit through the chest and back, working his way
down to Kevin's firm, small butt.  Brent worked his fingers into and along
the crack, eager to get to his anus, and then he worked his finger up and
inside his partner.  Brent asked how to find the prostate and Kevin kept
giving him instructions.  Finally he found it and began to stroke it,
causing Kevin to moan and writhe in delight.  Even though he didn't cause
Kevin to ejaculate from his efforts, he still brought Kevin plenty of joy.
After he had turned Kevin around and washed the front of his legs and
groin, he rinsed Kevin off completely, and then grabbed Kevin's stiff rod
and stuck it into his mouth.  He began to suck on it, bringing Kevin
quickly toward the brink, but Kevin made him back off, telling him that he
thought they should save that for the room.  Reluctantly Brent agreed, and
the boys finished their showers, dried, and then headed back to Kevin's
room.

Once inside, the boys got on the bed and Kevin asked Brent if he was sure
that he still wanted to try that.  Brent told him he was, so Kevin got the
KY out and a condom, then he greased up his fingers and began to work them
into Brent again.  Brent seemed to be enjoying this even more than he had
in the bathroom, as Kevin gently probed him with first one and then two
fingers.  When he thought Brent was ready, he put on the condom, covered it
with lubricant, laid Brent on his side, and lifted his upper leg onto his
shoulder.  Then he moved forward, lined his torpedo up with Brent's launch
tube, and used enough pressure to push it past the resilient guardian.
Brent's body tightened slightly, trying to resist the intruder, but then he
relaxed and the head of Kevin's weapon slipped inside.  Kevin stopped once
he had reached that point, checking with Brent to see if he was all right
and if he wanted him to continue.  Brent assured him that he was fine and
eventually Kevin began to slide the rest of his weapon into Brent's sheath.
Once he was fully inside him, Kevin waited again, letting Brent become
accustomed to the new sensations.  It wasn't long before Brent urged him on
again.

Slowly Kevin withdrew from that warm cavern, only to ram it back in, over
and over again.  Kevin kept adjusting his angle, trying to get it right,
until he could tell from Brent's response that he was hitting his prostate.
Then he continued to bump and rub against his love button, until Brent was
groaning in pure ecstasy.  Brent was beginning to get the hang of what was
happening, and he started thrusting his backside into Kevin, as Kevin
thrust forward, making the experience more pleasurable for both of them.
After a couple of minutes, Kevin could feel his seed beginning to boil in
his groin and start to make its escape up his tube.  He began to assault
Brent's rectum harder and faster, seeking his relief, but still bringing
Brent pleasure.  Soon he was at the point of no return and he rammed his
penis deep into Brent's passage and left it there, as several volleys of
hot cum exploded from his tiny slit and filled the reservoir at the end of
the rubber.  Kevin stayed buried inside of Brent for several minutes more,
not wanting to leave that warm haven of pleasure any sooner than he had to.
Brent didn't want him to go either, as he was enjoying the feel of Kevin
inside him, although he could feel that Kevin was slowly losing his
erection.  Eventually Kevin withdrew, and Brent suddenly felt empty again,
missing that newfound pleasure.

The boys lay on the bed together for many minutes afterward, stroking each
other, kissing, and thanking their partner for the wonderful feelings each
had just enjoyed.  Kevin hugged Brent and smothered him in kisses, letting
him know how much he had enjoyed what they had just done and showing him
how much love he could feel from this very special act.  After they had
fully recovered, Kevin asked Brent if he wanted to try it from the other
end.  Brent chuckled at the play on words, agreed that he'd like to try it
too, and Kevin began to explain to Brent what he should do.  First he had
Brent grease him up, working the KY inside of him, then he worked a condom
over Brent's stiffy, adding lube to the exterior of it once it was on.
Seeing Brent was already lying on his back on the bed, Kevin just straddled
his hips, lined Brent's throbbing rod up with his hole, and then he sat
back on it, letting it slide completely inside of him.  Once he felt his
butt cheeks hit Brent's pubes, he bent forward and kissed him, before
asking him if he was ready to begin.  Brent told him he was, looking as
eager as a puppy with a new bone, so Kevin began to raise and lower himself
above Brent's crotch, impaling himself over and over on Brent's rigid tool.
As Kevin worked on maintaining a steady rhythm, he watched Brent's face,
and saw his eyes glaze over, his mouth fall open, and his chest rise and
fall with his labored breathing.  As Kevin began to notice the signs of
Brent's impending climax approaching, he sped up his pace, clamping his ass
muscles around Brent's cock each time he rose, giving a thorough
stimulation to his throbbing prick.  As Brent began to moan and tell Kevin
that he was about to cum, Kevin lowered his body onto Brent's tool,
completely swallowing it with his rear, and he felt the pulsing sensations
as Brent's semen erupted and filled the tip of rubber.  Without
withdrawing, Kevin bent forward and kissed and hugged Brent, thanking him
for letting him be the one to experience this simple joy with him.

After they recovered from this effort, they went and cleaned up a bit,
before they went back to cuddle together for the rest of the night.  They
stayed wrapped in each other's arms until morning, using that bond to
remind each other of what they had just shared.  I could tell when they
came down to breakfast that they had indeed done what Kevin had suggested
they might, just from looking at the expressions on their faces.  I was
glad that I had some knowledge that this might happen, because now I could
better understand how they were reacting to each other, now that it was
over.

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