Date: Fri, 17 May 2002 11:44:31 EDT
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: The Castaway Hotel - Book 5 chapter 7

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The Castaway Hotel-Book 5-by BW (Young-Friends).  Copyright 2002 by billwstories
Chapter 7 - Happy holidays.                       February 2002

As expected, my grandchildren were up early on Christmas morning, but their
parents kept them from waking the entire house until around 7:00.  At that
time, we called the Spences and invited them and the Yamadas to join us, so
they could also watch the boys and my grandchildren open their gifts.  They
arrived at the house within 20 minutes, and the unwrapping began shortly
thereafter.

It had been difficult keeping the younger ones from ripping into the
presents with their names on them, but they managed to hold off until our
guests arrived.  Of course, the visitors came bearing their own bags of
gifts, so the little ones concluded it had been worth the wait.  Now they
began to dig into all the presents meant for them, including the ones from
Santa, their parents, or from anyone else.  At that point, wrapping paper
and ribbons were flying in all directions, as the kids seemed to be in a
race to discover what was hidden underneath all of that pretty paper.  It
was like a shark feeding frenzy, as they tore away at the coverings to see
what surprise was hidden inside, and they were definitely more concerned
with doing it quickly, rather than neatly.  By the time the frenzy had
ended and the presents had been unwrapped, a couple of the older members
and I went through the room with large trash bags, collecting the reminders
of hours we spent tediously wrapping those items.

Everyone had received many gifts, and now they were starting to investigate
each item more fully.  As had been our habit, the boys had all chipped in
and pooled their money to buy each brother one special gift, rather than
many inexpensive trinkets.  This seemed to work out better, and now the
boys were complimenting each other on what they had given them.  I had
given each boy a cellular phone, which had a special paging feature, so
they could contact each other without having to make a call.  It was almost
like they served as two-way radios, as well.  I decided on this gift
because it seemed we were all headed in so many different directions, with
limited vehicles to transport everyone in, that I thought the phones would
come in handy and keep us all connected, so no one would ever get abandoned
or left behind.  It also gave me the peace of mind to know that the boys
would have a way to reach the rest of us, should something out of the
ordinary happen.

Vinnie seemed especially pleased by this gift, and with the gift his
brothers had purchased for him.  They had all chipped in, with added
contributions from Jake and me, to buy him his own leg extender, which he
could keep in his room to workout with.  Vinnie had beamed when he opened
this present, knowing that everyone was trying to make his being part of
the family easier for him, though he apologized for not having anything to
give them in return.  Without exception, they told him not to worry about
it, because they had more than enough to keep them happy.  Besides, his
name had been included on every present given to every one of the brothers,
because all the brothers' names were always included on every gift.  They
explained to him that he was part of the family now and they always took
care of each other, so from this time forward he would be included in
everything, whether he wanted to be or not.  He wasn't about to argue or
complain with any of that, as he was pleased that the others felt this way
about him.

Everyone else had presents to open too, even the visitors, and Sammy and
Andrew had made sure they had selected special presents for their
grandparents.  First, they gave their grandparents a photo of them, one we
had taken at a studio, and then placed in a very special oriental frame.
We had discovered this frame on one of our shopping trips, and Sammy and
Andrew concluded that it would be just perfect to put that picture in.  In
addition to the photo, they had also made a book for their grandparents,
using a rather large photo album to keep it in.  They had typed out the
story of their lives on the computer, and then embedded various pictures of
them from that time in with the text, making a very special keepsake.  They
started with their years with their parents, including a copy of all
pictures they had of them and their parents, and continued with pictures
from the time they had joined us until now.  They had included copies of
their school pictures and copies of photos we took when visiting their
grandparents in Japan.  They had spent many hours preparing it and their
grandparents loved both gifts, especially since they each came from the
heart.

After all the presents had been opened, we all grabbed a quick breakfast,
and then the younger ones went to have some fun with their Christmas
presents.  Some of the older boys used this time to go back to bed, to get
a little more rest, so I suspected that some of them didn't go to sleep
when they went to their rooms the previous evening.  My, my, I wonder what
they were up to?

Once the boys had taken off, Jake and I sat with our guests and visited for
the next couple of hours.  The Spences told us of their plans to get away
from the cold weather for a while, as they'd leave for their home in
Arizona after the first of the year, and then they'd stay there until
April.  The Yamadas filled us in on things they had done during the time
since we had seen them last, and then they raved about how special their
grandsons were.  We all agreed with them, and they were beaming with pride
as this conversation was going on, knowing that their grandchildren still
loved and respected them, even though they lived many miles apart.  At that
point, I decided to tell them about Graham's special ability, filling them
in on everything since he announced that we had to find Sammy and Andrew
and bring them to live with us, and concluding by telling them about our
little session last night.  They immediately recognized the picture that
was described, as they had it in their own home now, and they knew that
there was absolutely no way any of us could have known about that picture.
They kept it in a cabinet, kind of a shrine to their family, and they
rarely opened it for anyone else, for fear they'd misunderstand its
purposee.  They were pleased to hear that their son was asking for
everyone's forgiveness, as they had decided to forgive him after many
months of grieving, but they weren't so sure everyone else would be that
generous.  They were also pleased that Sammy and Andrew had this simple act
of contrition to remember their father by, and not that last act he had
committed while alive.

After that, it was suggested that we should turn our attention to Christmas
dinner, in case we should get hungry later, so we each went to work on our
portion of the meal.  As always, it would be a large and varied feast, with
each member or family unit adding their own special dish for everyone to
enjoy.  The only difference was, that for this gathering, most of the cooks
would have to multiply the measurements in their recipes by six or more,
and some would even need multiple dishes to serve them on.  No one seemed
to mind, however, as the thank yous and other special comments they
received after these dishes were devoured were more than sufficient to make
the effort worthwhile.

Before dinner was completed and ready to be served, various boys started
wandering about the kitchen, asking how long it would be before we ate.  It
seemed teenage boys were never full, at least not for very long, especially
when they knew that some of their favorite dishes were being prepared at
that very moment.  We assured them that it wouldn't be all that much
longer, sending them out of the room so we could continue our work, but I
think they merely sent other reinforcements in their place and to ask the
same questions.  They did this so it would deflect our impatience with
their constant questioning, as I guess they thought we wouldn't put two and
two together and come up with four, but it did nothing to make the work go
any quicker.  Mercifully, for all of us, dinner was soon ready, placed on
the tables, and we all gathered to eat.  I had asked Vinnie beforehand, if
he'd like to say grace, and he said he'd love to do that.  We all sat
quietly while he performed his first official function as part of our
family.

"Dear God, we thank you for this wonderful day and why we celebrate it," he
began, "and we thank you for all this great food and all these wonderful
people.  I'd like to thank you for helping me to become part of this
wonderful family, and for sending us all those messages we received last
night.  Please take care of our loved ones who are no longer with us and
please bless and protect those who are still here.  Thank you for all the
blessings you have given each and every one of us, and thank you for this
magnificent meal that we will soon enjoy.  Amen"

The rest of us added our own, "Amen," and then we began digging into the
various bowls and platters that were passed around each table.  The adults
gathered around the main dining room table, while the older boys sat at a
folding banquet table, which had been set up just for today.  The younger
ones were then directed to a smaller table, which was lower and more to
their size, so it met their particular needs.  We all enjoyed a great meal,
shared some pleasant conversation and had a few laughs, and then we all
felt stuffed and blessed when we were finished.  We took a short break
after that, before we brought out the desserts, to give us time to make
room for those sweet delights.  Many of us went to the living room to watch
'Scrooge', with George C. Scott, on the television.  This was also kind of
a holiday tradition, as well as watching the 1930's version of 'A Christmas
Carol' too, and reminded us all how fortunate we were and gave us a
reminder of the true meaning of the season.

When we were done with the programs, we went back to the dining room to
select our choices for dessert, which was not an easy task.  We had to
choose from pumpkin pie, apple pie, chocolate cream pie, and banana cream
pie, not to mention cheesecake with various toppings, a chocolate truffle,
and numerous types of Christmas cookies.  Most people took small portions
of several of the abovementioned offerings, and then they would sneak a
little more, once those first portions were gone.  It was definitely a
delightful way to finish off a very special day, besides playing with my
grandchildren.

The next day my grandchildren and their parents left for their own homes,
and watching them depart is always an emotional time.  The grandchildren
always seemed to want to stay a little longer and play with their uncles,
as their uncles tended to spoil them while they were there.  After giving
the standard explanations about why they had to go and promising them that
we'd get together again soon, they hesitantly gave in and left with their
parents.  Each of these families was taking a great deal home with them,
especially when you included all the gifts they had received, and it was
comical watching them make sure that nothing was being left behind.  The
little ones would ask if they had this or that, and the parents would have
to show them before they accepted their assurance, and then they would
repack everything so they could leave.

The rest of the week, between Christmas and New Year's, was filled with
many various activities and events.  First of all, those who didn't arrive
home for Christmas arrived to celebrate New Year's with us.  We had only
briefly discussed what we might do this year, but no one had any real
strong feelings about any activities in particular.  We finally decided
that we'd go out for an early dinner, then to the movies to see the current
installment of 'The Lord of the Rings', and then we'd return home in time
to ring in the new year, maybe even having a little wine punch to make
toasts with.  We'd definitely have two mixtures of wine punch, one for the
older group and a weaker concoction for the younger boys, with enough wine
in it to make them feel like it was something special.  Theirs would also
have a little ice cream in it, so they wouldn't really care about the lack
of wine.

I had made reservations at a nice restaurant for dinner, and we selected an
early time, so we could get a place for our large group and still get out
in time to get to the theater.  Each individual selected what they wanted
to eat, and the service was quite good, considering how many people they
were having to take care of that night.  We all enjoyed our meals and
finished early enough so we didn't have to rush to get to the theater, and
then we bought our tickets, purchased some drinks, and made our way to our
seats and waited.  It seemed like it took forever before the previews
began, but once they did, things got much better.  The movie was excellent,
and all the boys seemed to really get into it, but we were disappointed
that we'd have to wait so long before we got to see the next part.

Once we got back to the house, the boys started to get comfortable and we
started passing out the beverages.  We watched some of the events unfold on
television, especially the big celebrations around the world, but we
preferred our own devices.  The boys started playing various songs, and
dancing around the house, and they even got Jake and me to dance too,
making sure we didn't let this opportunity slide by.  We were all having a
good time, and even the younger ones were following suit, and then I spied
Kevin and Vinnie, dancing quietly off to one side, so as not to bring any
special notice to themselves.  Vinnie seemed to be doing quite well,
considering his disability, but Kevin didn't seem to notice that anything
was out of the ordinary.  They seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely.

As it got closer to midnight, we stopped what we were doing for a brief
time, to watch the countdown on television and to get ready to celebrate
the New Year in our own way.  We counted down with the announcer, with the
boys screaming out the seconds, and then we all went around the room
wishing each other a happy New Year, and giving out hugs and kisses with
the good wishes.  I made sure that I got to each and every one there before
they disappeared, because some of the boys were already heading to their
rooms, though I don't think it was to sleep.

I noticed Kevin and Vinnie heading up to Kevin's room, and a few minutes
later I was surprised to notice Shannon and Nick heading up the stairs
together too.  I knew Shannon was interested in Nick, though he had been
warned that Nick wasn't one to commit himself to only one other person, but
Shannon must have decided he'd be willing to handle that, as long as they
had their few special times together.  If they were both happy with that
type of arrangement, who was I to say otherwise.

Kevin and Vinnie had made their way up to their room, and Kevin made sure
that he helped undress Vinnie this time, including helping him to take off
his braces.  As Vinnie lay on the bed, only in his underwear, Kevin decided
to massage his legs, but he left their room momentarily, to get some baby
oil to use as he did this.  With all the love and tenderness he could
muster, Kevin gently kneaded his fingers into the skin and muscles of
Vinnie's legs, seemingly trying to get them to work as they were meant to
in the first place.  It was obvious that this was very special to Kevin,
and more than just a way to attain something more, and Vinnie could feel
this as well.

Vinnie seemed to be enjoying all of this attention, letting Kevin do
whatever he wanted to him, and when Kevin seemed ready to stop, he
indicated that Kevin could do the rest of his body too.  Kevin wasn't sure
what he meant by that, until Vinnie began to remove the rest of his
clothing, giving Kevin access to his entire body.  He was already sporting
an erection, as his 6" uncircumcised penis stood proudly out from his
abdomen, and this left Kevin with little doubt about what he wanted.  Kevin
did study Vinnie's face, to make sure that he hadn't misinterpreted his
actions, but Vinnie's eyes seemed to be begging him to go ahead and satisfy
him.  Kevin decided to proceed slowly, and he lay down beside the prone
boy, slowly drawing the back of his hand across his partner's chest and
lower abdomen.

Vinnie moaned some encouragement to him, as he did this, so Kevin became a
little bit more aggressive.  Slowly he bent forward, placing his head above
Vinnie's closest breast, and he let his tongue dart out and play with the
little nub of a nipple.  This made Vinnie twitch and squirm slightly, but
then he got back into position so Kevin could do it some more.  This time
Kevin ran his tongue all around the aureole, wetting it completely before
he sucked the nub into his mouth.  Now he began suctioning on it, like a
greedy calf, and Vinnie groaned in delight.

Now Kevin let his free hand wander down to Vinnie's groin, slowly finding
his scrotum.  With great tenderness he began to stroke that sensitive sac,
lightly rolling those watery orbs between his fingers as he did so.  This
made Vinnie really groan, as he had never felt sensations like these
before, and his mouth dropped open while this was taking place.  Kevin had
by now decided that Vinnie would have stopped him, if this was not what he
wanted, so he leaned down and teased his penis with his tongue.  Slowly he
used it to encircle the head, teasing the slit and spongy portion that was
peering through the foreskin, and then he pulled the hood back, exposing
the entire head.  Vinnie was somewhat overwhelmed by the amount of
stimulation, as this very sensitive area of his body was probed fully, and
he was nearing orgasm almost before Kevin's lips slid down his pole.  Now
Kevin began to bob in earnest, swallowing his entire organ, and Vinnie
began to thrust his hips up to meet Kevin's actions.  It was only a short
time later before Vinnie stiffened, his back arching, and he released his
load down Kevin's waiting gullet.

Kevin was pleased that Vinnie had seemed to enjoy this, though he wished it
had taken him a little longer before he released his reward, but he
continued to tease the juices through the opening, until he had received
the last drop of his nectar.  Now he moved up beside Vinnie, looking into
his face and waiting for him to open his eyes.  When he did, the first
thing Vinnie saw was Kevin's smiling face, before he heard him ask if he
had enjoyed that.  Vinnie immediately let him know that he had, and that he
also wished to return the favor, but Kevin convinced him to just lie back
and enjoy the moment for now.  While Vinnie did just that, Kevin kissed his
face and stroked his body, letting him know that this was more than just
sex.  It was an act of love, and possibly the first of many.

Once Vinnie had time to come down from his high, he helped Kevin remove the
rest of his clothing, and then he began to do to Kevin exactly what Kevin
had done for him.  Though his technique was a bit rough, he more than made
up for it with enthusiasm.  Kevin thought Vinnie was pleasantly surprised
that he was uncut too, and Vinnie made sure he explored Kevin's entire body
with his eyes, hands, and tongue, before he brought him to the brink.
Kevin had more staying power than his partner, having had more experience
with these types of situations, so it gave Vinnie more time to practice his
newly discovered skills.  Although Kevin was afraid that Vinnie might get
frustrated by how long it took him to get him off, Vinnie proved to be a
trooper and seemed to enjoy both sides of this coin.

Now Kevin began to feel the rumblings in his loins, as the pressure built
from his impending release, and he made sure he warned Vinnie that he was
close, so Vinnie could decide how he wanted to finish this up.  Vinnie
never let up with his sucking, or nodding up and down on Kevin's firm mast,
and soon he was getting his first taste of boy seed.  Either he liked it,
or he didn't take time to explore the flavor, but he eagerly swallowed as
much as he could, only letting small amounts escape from the corners of his
lips.  Eventually Kevin had to grab a hold of Vinnie's head, to stop him
from over-stimulating his supersensitive head, and then Vinnie looked up at
him, thinking he had done something wrong.  Kevin assured him that
everything had been fantastic, except it was getting to the point where it
was beginning to hurt a bit, and Vinnie nodded in understanding.  Kevin
reached out and pulled Vinnie up against him, cuddling him close to his
side, and Vinnie merely pulled the blankets up over them, just to keep them
warm.  They stayed like that until morning, enjoying the warmth and touch
of each other's body, and a special bonding began to take place, one that I
hoped would last.

In a room down the hall, Shannon was also getting into areas new to him.
Although he and Nick had been together before, they had never done anything
anally, but that was about to change.  Nick had decided earlier that he was
going to try to get this to the next level, so after the boys had undressed
each other, he began to coach Shannon on how to prepare him, so Shannon
could do it to him first.  He felt that would be the best way to get
Shannon to let him try to do the same thing to him and lower his
inhibitions.  Although Shannon wasn't quite sure he was ready for this
move, he did as Nick instructed him, loosening his partner's channel with
his fingers, filling his chute with plenty of oil, and then allowing Nick
to lube his penis up as well.  Once he felt he was ready, Nick pulled his
legs back onto his chest, exposing his hole and letting Shannon know what
he was expected to do next.

Shannon was rock hard by now, so that was not a problem, but it took him a
few seconds to figure out how to position himself so he could best make his
penetration.  Once he had that figured out, he put the tip of his penis
against Nick's opening, heeding Nick's words of caution to go slow.
Shannon tried, though he was having trouble getting past the sphincter, so
he pushed a little harder, popping quickly within.  He stopped abruptly,
thinking that he had done what he wasn't supposed to do, but Nick assured
him he was fine and to keep gong.  Shannon did just that, though VERY
slowly, until he was firmly seated within.  After some urging from Nick to
get moving, Shannon began to rock his hips back and forth, enjoying the
feel of the warm, moist lining of Nick's bowels stroking his own tool.
This new pleasure brought him quickly to the point of no return, and he
made one final lunge, spewing everything he had deep within his partner.
Then he collapsed on top of Nick, drained from the wonderful explosion of
bodily juices and emotions, until Nick rolled him off and kissed him, to
show his appreciation.

Surprisingly, at least to me, Nick was very patient with him, waiting until
Shannon was ready for him to take his turn.  After several minutes, Shannon
looked up and thanked him for that wonderful experience, and then he told
him he was ready for Nick to do the same thing to him.  Nick thought he saw
a little trepidation in Shannon's eyes, so he tried to reassure him that
he'd do nothing to hurt him.  Carefully he greased up his fingers, before
he began to loosen Shannon up, and he worked as tenderly and carefully as a
parent tending to an injured child.  Shannon hardly felt the first finger
as it entered him, but he did react a bit when Nick added another.  He
didn't complain or raise a fuss, so Nick eventually added the third.
Shannon winced a bit, though he said he was okay when Nick enquired, so
Nick proceeded slowly and carefully, as he didn't want to make this a bad
experience for the first-timer.  Finally Shannon announced he was ready, so
Nick rolled him over, onto his belly, and then he placed a pillow under his
hips, lifting his butt into a position that would allow easiest entry for
his first time.

Slowly he moved behind Shannon, slicking up his own rod as he did so, and
then he lined it up with his target.  He talked to Shannon the whole time,
making sure he didn't panic, that he understood what was going to happen
next, and then he began his entry.  Carefully he prodded at the opening,
telling Shannon to relax and push out, and then the head of his penis
popped past the muscular guardian, which had tried to block his entrance up
to this point.  Once he was in that far, he paused, giving Shannon time to
adjust, and then he continued on, once he had Shannon's assurance that he
was okay.  Once he was firmly planted inside of his partner, Shannon began
a slight protest.

"Nick, get off of me, I feel like I have to take a dump," he announced.

"No, you just feel that way because my dick is inside you."

"Are you sure?  I really feel like I have to go."

"No, it's just because my dick makes it feel like you have to poop at
first.  You'll get used to it and you'll realize I'm right."

"Wait, I'm just not sure.  Get off and let me go to the toilet.  Please?"

Nick got off of his and Shannon raced to the toilet, only to discover Nick
had been right, as he said.  He really didn't have to go to the toilet, it
just felt as if he did.  He made his way back to Nick's room, announced
that Nick had been correct, and then he got back into position.  This time
it felt the same as it had before, but Shannon accepted it as being part of
the activity and not a call of nature.  When he felt that Shannon was
ready, Nick began to slide his muscle in and out, building up a rhythm as
he gave Shannon his first ride.  After a few moments, Shannon began to
enjoy the sensations, especially when Nick's penis hit a certain spot
inside of him, and Nick was obviously enjoying the activity too, slowly
increasing his pace as he neared his own release.  By now both boys were
panting and moaning, really getting into the action, until finally Nick
went over the edge, spewing his juices inside of his partner.  Even though
the physical act had been completed, they remained coupled together, so
they could enjoy the glow this experience had produced.  They also enjoyed
the feel of each other in such an intimate way, and it seemed to magnify
all of the pleasure they had both enjoyed.  A little later they separated,
but only so they could lie side-by-side, holding each other in their arms,
and feeling secure and warm all night long.

The next day I overheard bits and pieces about what had happened, and I was
told enough by the participants themselves to piece all of this information
together.  Even if they hadn't shared this information with me, I would
have been suspicious anyway, just seeing how those pairs would look at each
other, smile or wink in their direction, and then blush a little when they
remembered why they felt like they did about each other.  It was very cute
watching them enjoy these little games, and I felt sure they had waited
until they were ready to try such things, some maybe more than ready for
their first time.

The rest of New Year's Day was a jumble of activity.  We spent our time
watching the various parades that were being shown on television and then
the bowl games that followed.  We did take a break to eat, though we ran
out to do so at halftime, but the meal was still quite enjoyable, even if
it was rushed.  As I sat there looking at the boys and realizing all that
had happened over the past year, I was hoping that we would be able to get
through this year with less trauma and devastation than the previous year.
We had been through much as a family, losing a member, facing many health
issues, the devastation of 9/11, and then gaining one more son and brother,
but the negatives far outweighed the positives this time.  I hoped we
wouldn't have to go through anything like that again, at least not very
soon.

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