Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2000 14:48:48 -0500
From: fsw99 <fsw99@pop.mindspring.com>
Subject: Chapter 28 of One Big Happy Family

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			   Chapter Twenty Eight

"Mark, Alex, get everyone to help set up the equipment while Phill and I
talk, OK? I want to hear them play, and I want it to be on the new
equipment," Keith yelled, as he was being drug down the back yard by Phill.

Phill didn't stop until he had opened the gate, pulled Keith inside, and
shut it securely. "Keith, we have to talk. Come sit down over here," he
said, as he drug Keith over to a table and chairs by the pool. "I know you
aren't going to want to hear this, but when I moved here, I met Robbie, and
it was like love at first sight. I still love you, but not like I do
Robbie. That's why we can't accept your gifts. I was hoping to be able to
tell you more gently, but you have given me no choice," Phill said.

Keith didn't say anything for a long time, but then finally looked up at
Phill and smiled. "I know you won't believe me, but I told my cousins that
I thought you loved Robbie when we first talked after you moved here. There
was just something in your voice that told me. I know I fell in love with
you as soon as we first met. I have been worrying about losing you since
that phone call.  One thing you have to understand about me is that I don't
give up easily. I love you. When you left London, you said you loved me. I
will do anything in my power to make you love me again. I won't give up,"
Keith said softly. I guess he had learned to talk softly in crises
situations from his Dad.

"Keith, I don't want to hurt you, I really don't. But I do love Robbie. We
still haven't done anything sexual together but kiss and hold each
other. We decided I had to tell you first. I do care about you, but it is
more as a good friend now. I really think I love Robbie, and I think he
loves me," Phill said sincerely.

"Look, Phill, I will respect your wishes, but I won't give up, either. Do
this for me. Accept all of my gifts. Give the Honda and trailer to Matt and
Mike to keep for all of you. Just be my good friend for a while, and let's
see how you and Robbie like each other after a few weeks. I will still love
you just like I did from the first day. It might take a week, it might take
a month or more, but I will make you love me again, I swear," Keith said.

"Keith, you are making this really hard," Phill said.

"Sure I am. I love you. I will keep on loving you. Robbie stole you away
from me while I was still in bed recovering from my attack. Now, I plan to
steal you back from him. Let's do this. Just let me take you out with my
cousins as friends next weekend. We have close seats for the symphony
orchestra. We could go out, just as friends, listen to the music in the
park, have a nice dinner, and then take you home. Then, the next weekend,
we could take my new Jeep Wrangler I got for my birthday and go to the
beach and have a picnic, just the two of us. At least give me a chance. If
all we are to be is friends, I will learn to accept that, just give me some
time to do it, OK?" Keith asked.

"Keith, you just won't take no for an answer, will you?" Phill asked.

"No, I have learned from my Dad to fight for what you want," Keith said,
smiling.

They were interrupted by crashing sounds from the basement. Cymbals were
clearly heard crashing to the floor. "We had better get in there and help,
if we are going to set up all of our new equipment," Phill said, getting up
out of his chair. He had clearly made his point to Keith that he didn't
want to accept all the expensive new equipment, but he knew Keith wouldn't
take no for an answer, so he had resolved himself to the inevitable. He
just wondered if Keith would ever take no for an answer when he finally
decided to tell him he didn't love him. He just wasn't ready for that
confrontation right now, so delaying it with the pandemonium in the
basement was a good excuse.

"OK, let's go help and see how you sound. I can't wait to hear," Keith
said, as he followed Phill to the door into the basement.

Boxes were everywhere. Stan was trying to get the boys to move out all the
old equipment into the corner by the door before anything new was brought
in, but Tim and Tom were ripping open boxes as fast as they were brought
in, like little kids on Christmas morning.

"Tim. Tom. Let's get organized here," Phill yelled, trying to take
charge. "Leave all the new equipment in front of the room. Don't open
anything else until we get all of the old equipment out of the way. If you
want to be in the band, you have to start helping, and you are just making
it harder to get everything set up."

Tim and Tom started to say something smart back to Phill, like usual, but
looked at the opened boxes, and then Tim said, "You're right. Sorry. We
won't open anything else. We will just stack everything over here."

Phill looked at them like he didn't know them for a second, and then
shrugged his shoulders.  What he had said to them had worked, and he was
surprised. Maybe they would get along lots better now. His small victory
didn't give him much pleasure, though, since there was so much work to
do. He and Keith started assisting everyone else into dismantling the whole
band set up.

Several hours later, all the old equipment was out of the way, and
everything was set up.  Everyone was tired, but also anxious to hear what
they sounded like with their new equipment.

Keith had even bought a professional mixing board, like you see towards the
back of the floor during concerts. It controls the sound and adjusts the
loudness of each individual instrument at any given moment. Tim and Tom
were all over it from the first moment they saw it. They wanted to be in
the band, and this would be like their own instrument to play.

Neither one had ever seen one, and Phill carefully explained what it was
for. They turned everything up way to loud at first, and almost blew
everyone out of the room with the first few notes they played.

"Guys, our new amplifiers are lots stronger than the old ones. Let's just
set the sound way down and you move it up little my little until we tell
you to stop, OK? We don't want the neighbors calling the police and us all
getting arrested," Phill kidded.

Oh, sorry! Sorry!" Tom said. "We had no idea it would be that loud."

"No problem. Just don't get too carried away, OK?" Phill asked, giggling.

"Wow, I thought Phill was really going to chew us out. He actually thought
it was funny," Tim whispered.

"Yeah. He is acting like we are his friends now. I am sure glad we all had
that talk the other day," Tom answered.

"Yeah, me too. It's kind of nice having a big brother now," Tim said.

                                                ****************************

While the boys got used to their new equipment, Mark, Alex, Matt, and Mike
had walked out by the pool. "You guys are in college? You don't look old
enough," Alex said to Mike, smiling at him.

"Actually, I'm not. Matt is now. We both quit high school and took the
entrance tests for college and got accepted," Mike answered, staring at
Alex. "It's kind of a long story." Mike stared at Alex's long blonde
hair. He already kind of liked the way he looked.

"I'll be starting college next year, and I can't wait. I am either going to
UCLA or Southern Cal, I haven't decided which yet," Mark said, as he smiled
at Matt

"They are both really good schools," Matt answered, smiling just as broadly
at Mark.

"You know, we would really like to get to know you better. If you guys
would like to, maybe you could come and spend a weekend with us. Here is
our telephone number. We have a big pool and we could just lay around, get
some sun, and talk," Mark said.

"Yeah, that would be great. We could all hang out together and become
friends. We both like Phill, and I know Keith will be spending a lot of
time down here with him. Would you like that, Mike?" Alex asked, with a
hungry look in his eyes.

"Yeah, that would be cool! Matt and I could use some time to work on our
tans," Mike said, looking at Matt and winking.

Matt just smiled back at him, and said, "We might could come visit you this
next weekend. I don't know for sure. Why don't we check when we get home?
If we can't, we probably could the next one. We'll call and let you
know. Well, we had better get back in to listen to our new band.  I don't
think band managers should skip band practice, especially the first time
they play their new instruments. We would love to come and visit you,
though," Matt said, smiling at him and Mike.

(The chemistry between the four boys was overwhelming. Chemistry symbols
were floating in the air! NA. K. CL. Ok, so I have a Lab background!!!
hehehe But, Mark and Alex are busy writing the next scene with them and
M&M, so keep reading. Remember, they say MY sex scenes are too tame for
them!!!!)

                                                 ****************************

The guys had just finished going though all of the songs they liked to
play, and they almost sounded better than the CD's. They had added their
own personal touches, especially to the end of certain songs, where Robbie
and Phill added several guitar solos. "Crystal Ball" by Styx and "More Than
A Feeling" by Boston were both very good songs, very highly rated by
critics, but they both took on new life with the band's
interpretations. They were almost ready for performing in front of a live
audience, and they knew it.

"Guys, you sound awesome," Keith said. "I have found a really good
recording studio not far from here. I have already paid for your demo
tape. Here is their business card. I think you are ready right now."

"Shepherd Recording Studio", Phill read on the card. "Keith, you have
already done far too much for us already. We can't let you pay for this,
too."

"I already have. I want you to have the best chance you can have to be
successful. Shepherd has a really good reputation. The man who owns it is a
record producer, and he has several bands under contract with him right
now. Who knows, maybe you will get your big break when he hears you play,"
Keith said.

Maybe Keith's prediction would come true. Who knows? (Except me, of
course!!!)

                                                ***************************

Keith, Alex, and Mark had a welcome home party planned by Keith's parents
to go to later in the evening, so reluctantly, they finally said they must
leave. Phill, Matt, and Mike walked with them back out to their limo.

"Let us know when you are going to be recorded. We definitely want to be
there to hear you when you do," Keith said.

"We will make sure and call you when we decide," Mike said, looking at
Alex.

"Yeah, we won't forget, I promise," Matt said to Mark.

"You had better not," Mark kidded, as he smiled at Matt.

Keith looked at the four of them staring at each other and fought back a
giggle. He knew his cousins too well, and he could the lust dripping from
their eyes. He would have a fun time kidding them on their way back to
Beverly Hills.

"Don't forget about our date for this Saturday, Phill," Keith said. I will
call you tomorrow when I know what time we will pick you up."

"I won't forget," Phill said, worried about how he was going to explain
this to Robbie.

"I wish we could stay longer, but you know my mother. If we are late to
this party, we will never hear the end of it," Keith said, as Alex and Mark
got inside the limo. Keith followed them inside, and then said, "Phill,
come sit beside me for a moment, please."

Phill looked perplexed at why Keith wanted him to sit in the limo by him,
but did as he was asked.  Keith immediately pulled him to him and kissed
him passionately. "I did that so none of your neighbors could see," Keith
laughed. "I love you. Bye for now," he said, as the blushing Phill got back
out and the limo drove off.

Keith was almost right. Only one person other than Matt and Mike saw the
kiss. Robbie was staring out his upstairs bedroom window, and had a clear
view.

                                                ***************************

The boys continued to practice until supper time. Matt and Mike left
shortly after Keith and his cousins left, so they used their time to
sharpen their act. They were all pumped with adrenalin from getting all the
new equipment. They were sounding better and better.

They were all tired, and no one spoke much during dinner. They went into
the den and talked for a little while, filling in Stan about how they loved
their new equipment.

Ed and Paul seemed to be the happiest. "I am so glad we can turn in our
rented instruments tomorrow morning. Both of us have been feeling really
guilty about Isaiah having to pay for them since we got them," Ed said.

"Don't worry about that. I will get my money back," Isaiah kidded.

"I know you guys must be tired. Why don't we all get a good night's sleep
and turn in early. I know we have been doing that a lot lately, but I know
you guys need to get up early tomorrow to practice, and you don't have but
two more weeks before school starts. Then, you will only be able to be
together on Friday and Saturday nights," I said.

"Yeah, Stan, I think you are right. I am really tired," Phill said.

Robbie didn't say anything, he just kind of glared at Phill. I saw him do
that, and I had no idea what that was all about. I figured that it would be
better to let them work it out on their own, so I decided to ask Robbie
about it in the morning.

Everyone started for their respective bedrooms, and Robbie slowly followed
Phill into his. He shut the door and sat down on his side of the bed to
take his shoes and socks off.

"How many days do you think we should we wait until we set up our recording
time?" Phill asked.

"I don't know," Robbie said sullenly.

"Is something wrong?" Phill asked.

"No, why should anything be wrong?" Robbie almost shouted.

"Bloody Hell, what is wrong with you? Did I do something wrong?" Phill
asked, concerned.

"Oh, you mean other than kissing who you told me was your ex-boyfriend
goodbye?" Robbie spat out.

"Oh, you saw that, did you?" Phill said softly. "Look, Robbie, it wasn't
what it looked like. He asked me to sit down next to him in the limo, and I
had no idea he was going to kiss me. He said he did it so the neighbors
wouldn't see," he explained.

"Well, one neighbor sure saw it, and you didn't seem to be trying to make
him quit very hard," Robbie said angrily.

Phill walked over and took Robbie by the hand and pulled him to his
feet. "I told Keith how much I loved you when we went down by the pool. He
just isn't giving up very easily. I don't want him, I want you. You know
that," he said.

"Are you sure?" Robbie asked with tears in his eyes.

"I am positive," Phill said, as he pulled him to him and kissed him
passionately. Robbie started to push him away, but after Phill hung on to
him tightly, he gradually let himself go and gave in to his passion. He
felt Phill's hands go under his t-shirt and start rubbing his back, which
caused his knees to start to get a little weak. Then, he felt Phill pulling
it up towards his head.

They broke their kiss long enough for Phill to completely remove it, then
he quickly stripped off his own shirt. "I really do love you," Phill said,
as he smiled at Robbie and reached for the front of Robbie's shorts. Robbie
smiled back at him. They had made themselves wait until Phill could explain
things to Keith, and they both had been waiting long enough.

Phill quickly unsnapped and unzipped Robbie's shorts, and they fell to the
floor. Robbie stepped out of them, and then did the same thing for
Phill. Phill quickly kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks, and
then they kissed quickly before pulling down the covers and climbing into
bed together. They purposely left the light on. They had been sleeping
together in nothing but their underwear since the first day they met, but
neither had seen the other nude, and neither wanted their first time
together to be in the dark.

They kissed again, but Phill broke off the kiss and started kissing
Robbie's face and neck. He moved Robbie onto his back, and then laid down
directly on top of him, kissing his way down his body. He stayed at
Robbie's nipples for over a minute, licking, sucking, and gently biting
them until Robbie was moaning under him. He quickly kissed and licked his
way down Robbie's chest, leaving a wet trail as he went.

Phill had waited too long for this. He and Robbie had been sleeping
together almost every night for nearly a week, and they hadn't done more
than hold each other and kiss. He forced Robbie's legs apart, kneeled in
between them, forced his hands under Robbie's rear, and almost tore his
briefs off of him.

Phill was almost shocked at what he saw. Robbie's was the first circumcised
penis he had ever seen, and the total lack of pubic hair was also slightly
shocking. Keith's family, coming from European decent, had also kept him
un-cut.

(Ever wonder where the bizarre custom of circumcision came from? I know it
has special meaning in certain religions, but now, whole countries do it
differently. In most cases, the US cuts, Canada doesn't, Australia cuts,
all of Europe doesn't. Seems pretty weird to me. "Hi, little baby boy.
Welcome to the world. I know you are only a day or two old, but we have a
special surprise for you!!! You may not like this, but you MAY NOT keep
your little pee-pee clean, so we are going to cut off your foreskin so you
don't have to worry about it!!! Good thing they don't do that to little
boys who don't like to brush their teeth. Denture stock would go out the
roof!!! - hehehehe)

Phill didn't let his momentary shock stop him, though, as he immediately
started licking around the head. Robbie wasn't expecting that, and almost
knocked Phill off of him, but settled back down to enjoy the ride. Phill
went slow and easy, wanting their first sexual experience together to be
special. He took each of Robbie's balls into his mouth, one at a time, and
gently bathed them in his saliva. Robbie's moans told him he was doing a
good job.

He licked under the shaft of Robbie's penis from where it met the ball sack
to the head, then licked down the front side. Robbie was constantly moaning
and clutching the bottom sheet on the bed. Phill could tell he wouldn't
last much longer, so he slowed down a little and started licking the inside
of Robbie's thighs. Robbie just moaned louder and begged Phill to finish
him off.

Phill finally took pity on him, and took him into his mouth, quickly
rubbing his lips down the whole shaft. That was all it took. Robbie came
and came hard, yelling out almost at the top of his voice.

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