Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2008 13:49:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: larry_c_@excite.com
Subject: My Brother's Kids  Chap. 5 ...

This story is fiction, for the most part; I will not reveal which parts
might have truth in them. I will say that the names used are not actual
names of real people, nor does the activity reflect actual illegal acts
being done with underage boys. Because of the fictional nature of the
story, safe sex is not described within, but the author insists on the
intelligence of its use in real life scenarios, as well as the wisdom of
older gentlemen in regard to abuse of our youth.

All the legal disclaimers are applicable, and you know what those are
already.  So, if you pass all the tests, enjoy the story as it unfolds Let
me know what you think!

We left off ...

It took all of three minutes for all of us to get in the front door and aim
for our bedrooms. I undressed and crawled under my cozy sheets and blankets
to simply collapse a while. I figured that since the boys were so pooped,
they'd hit their beds and turn into a couple of logs ... so I took
advantage of the situation and got totally naked to get full benefit of
relaxation without encumbrance.

But ... giggle...squeal ... jump... pow! I was invaded by you know who!
Both of them all at once. One on each side of me ... cuddling close and
snuggling in for the duration. And...uh...they were as naked as I was! Each
putting one hand on my chest, and tossing a leg on top of mine! I was
trapped! My arms wrapped each boy into a hug, and I simply gave in to their
need to be close.

I began to relax a little when I detected quiet snores and deep breathing
from my little guys, and just about dozed off until...I felt hands move
toward my crotch ... which, as if you couldn't have guessed... was not as
dormant as my eyes now wanted to be. God, I hoped they were really asleep!

My Brother's Kids Are Now Mine Chapter Five

I lay there for at least 30 minutes, almost panicked that these two sweet
young boys, now my sons, were faking sleep, and wanting to get me involved
in the same play I witnessed them experimenting with earlier. Maybe I was
more worried about the fact that I was beginning to desire to play that
game. There was no question that I loved Korey, and the age thing was fine
now that he had turned 18. But now ... I felt the same inner surges toward
Eaton and even little Casey!

I was being compelled to check out them both by a burning fire of lust
which seemed uncontrollable. Oh, I knew I had better find a way to keep it
under wraps...but I was sweating and almost gasping for air as these two
hot pre-teen bodies pressed against mine, a 3 inch + good sized finger-like
little boy dick, and a 4.5 inch hefty pre-teen cock rubbing my legs, and
these wonderful set of fingers rested gently on my own privates!

I forced myself to resist every craving that grew within me, and demanded
my body to force itself into a sleeping mode. I suppose I was overcome with
some sleep for a while, but then I was wakened by some tittering! Then, as
I returned to a semblance of awareness, I began to detect some wetness on
my chest and abs. O M G ... I must have had a wet dream! Then I heard...

      "Look, Case ... Dad squirts even more than Korey does!"

      (Giggles...) "And his tastes stronger than Kor's too! I like Daddy's
even better!"

      "What the?  BOYS! Did I just hear what I thought I heard? You two and
Korey actually have played with each other until he... I mean, when? How
often? I mean ... Korey really has done sexual things with you both?"

      "Easy, Dad ... yes! But it wasn't his idea the first go-round! In
fact, he refused for several times until during a wrestling match on the
living room carpet, we held him down and I sucked while Casey fingered! Kor
exploded because he couldn't help it!"

      "Wait a minute...you attacked him? Where'd the fuck you get the idea
to do that? I know Casey is way too young to have that concept on his own!
Eaton? ... Explain! NOW!"

      "Weeeeeeellllllllll; Uh ... from Scouts! Camp-outs! Older boys in the
troop always show new scouts the ropes on those trips. Besides, I like it!
I enjoyed it so much that I've been sharing what I learned with Casey when
I got home. But, Dad...you knew that much already! You've seen us a few
times, I know you have! And you never ran in and stopped us. That's why we
thought it would be alright to play with you, too. You play with
Kor...right?"

      "I what? With Korey? Me? And just how did you come to that
conclusion?"

      "Daddy ... you whisper his name when you jerk off at night. I seen ya
and heard ya! Besides, even I can tell by how you look at him, and he looks
back! I am nine, you know!"

      "Dad ... how many times do we have to tell you it's OK with us if Kor
comes to live here? It's so evident that you both love each other. In fact,
Spring Break starts Monday, so maybe all four of us need to go somewhere
for a week of get-away after Mama and Daddy's funeral Saturday; some place
where there's no one else around, somewhere peaceful and scenic ... where
we all can just hang and get over the pressures ... and even get to know
each other better as a new family!"

      "Eaton, Casey, ... Getting away is a great idea, and yes ... I will
ask Korey if he wants to come with us. But, Boys ... getting to know each
other as a new family does NOT mean having sex! It's fine if you two play
around. You are close enough in age that legally there's no problem if you
experiment. I've said that before! But Korey and I are adults! W could be
put in jail if we even hinted about doing things with you two! Damn, we
could get arrested for what's already happened ... with intent or not!
Don't you understand how serious this is?"

      "And who do you think is gonna tell on you? C'mon Dad...we were the
ones that made you squirt. You were asleep! Who could make a case for rape
out'a that?"

      "Jeesh, Eaton! ... Just letting you be in bed with me, all three of
us being naked, could land me in the Big House! You want to be without a
Dad all over again?"

      "But Daddy...didn'tcha like it? I kind'a thought you even hoped it
would happen ... the way you got all hard as we snuggled into you!"

      "Casey ... my sweet Little Man, Even if I did want it to happen, I
... I ... Oh CRAP!  I just admitted I wanted it! I'm not upset with you two
... I am angry at me!  There is no way I should desire things like this
with you! It's not your fault ... it's my own! As far as me and Korey
... we're both above the age of consent, and we have accepted that we are
both gay. If we do things by agreement, there's nothing legally wrong!
What I hate about myself is that I am struggling with desires that I should
never have in the first place ... with two of the most wonderful, loving,
and dearest young under-age men of my life; so young, in fact, that you
couldn't possibly know if you're straight or not! Love isn't supposed to
add lust to it ... not this way!"

      "Dad, ... Let's take that get-away, and all four of us talk this
whole thing out together in detail. Casey and I are not too young to know
what's going on ... or too young to know how we feel! Shit, Dad ... the
goofin' off with the scouts is just sex play, but what we all four have is
so much more ... it's real love, and that knows no age limits! It needs
ways to show its depth. Even Casey can tell the difference. He loves me
deeply, Dad ... and we both love you that way too!"

      "I know what you're saying, Eaton ... and I understand the purity of
heart with which you say it. I need time to think! I have to sort out
things in my head! I need to find ways we all can share that we can't be
separated for doing! For example, I waited to show my real love to Korey
until he reached 18! It wasn't easy ... for either of us, as he finally
told me at his place. I just have to ... uh ..."

      "Daddy? ... Me and Eaton can go back to bed and let you think, if you
want us to! We're sorry we made you so upset!"

      "Case, ... again, I am not upset with you two! Don't feel bad! I just
have to deal with me! That's all! Honest! Why don't the two of you stay
here and snuggle a while. I'm going to research a place for us to go to
after the service is over. Maybe that will clear my head some. I do love
you...both of you!"

I crawled out of bed, put on my pants, and headed for the computer. I
hunted for family resorts, camp sites, retreat grounds, whatever cam e to
mind ... to no avail! The one's I liked the best weren't even open until
Labor Day week-end. Then it dawned on me. One of my best friends on the
faculty had a cabin in the Santa Cruz Mountains near Felton. I had his
e-mail addy on my contacts list, and I dropped him a note requesting the
possibility of its use for a week ... if he wasn't already going there
himself for the Spring Break. I added the comment that if he was using it,
I surely didn't want to make him consider changing his plans. I even asked
him if he had any other options that he could suggest for me to check
out. I signed it e_pal08 and closed out my search.

By then, my two little guys were in the kitchen making a lot of noise. I
headed there to check things out. They were trying to make breakfast for
me. Casey was stirring some scrambled eggs, and Eaton was doing a fine job
on making home-made corned beef hash. I guess they had picked up on
Morris's talents in the cooking department. I simply sat down and
watched. When all was ready and put on the table, I offered to say
`grace'...

      "Dear Lord, thank you so much for making us such a caring family
together ... and also, thank you for this wonderful meal that demonstrates
just how much love my boys have for me in such a great way...Amen!"

After we ate, I reminded the kids that it was Saturday already, and that we
had to get dressed up nicely for the services. We did exactly that, and I
called Korey to ask if he wanted to ride with us and sit in the family
section as well. He thanked me, and said he would be ready in 20 minutes,
the boys liked that, too, and so we headed his way in the Family Car
provided by the Funeral Home. Randy had insisted that we accept its use as
a gift from him. Otherwise, we probably would have driven my car. I guess
he was right, though ... because I was a bit shaky for a few minutes, and
driving might have been an unnecessary difficulty.

The service was very pleasant as far as what it dealt with, and we all left
feeling comforted and surrounded by caring friends. The visual memory
picture was positive as well. After the interment, the boys stood graveside
holding on to Korey's hands as if they were trying to say... "You're a part
of us all now!" ... and he knew exactly what they were communicating. I
walked up behind them, resting my hand on Korey's shoulder, and whispered
in his ear... "I agree with the boys!"  He turned his head and winked at
me, as he gave me a small grin of understanding.

I told the Limousine driver to take us all to my house. I figured it would
be better than Korey going to his place and being alone, and besides I
wanted to share the idea of a week long get-away with him. Of course, he
went for it like a big kid wanting strawberry funnel cakes at the fair!
Knowing that, I went to my computer again to see if I had an answer about
the cabin. Sure enough ...

      Lar... the cabin is yours! Great idea, especially now! My fam is
going to Big Sur for the holidays, so it's free. And I do mean free! My
gift to you in this time of loss. Least I can do for you, Buddy! There's
always food there ... and key is under the top rock near the water
well. You'll see the one I mean when you arrive. Hey...I think you having
kids is great! And just a suggestion ... the Drum Major kid, isn't he alone
now? There's plenty of room at the cabin if you want to take him along. He
could use a friend right now ... with all his home problems! He seems to
respect your friendship at school pretty well. This might help him as much
as I hope it helps you. Catch ya when you return ... Burt!

I showed the e-mail post to Korey, and of course he came alive with
excitement that not only did I and the boys want him to go, but that the
cabin owner gave us a cover for him to be there openly without
suspicion. That settled it ... I told the kids to go upstairs and start
packing, that I would take Kor to his place to get his stuff, and be back
to finish getting ready myself. Off I went with Korey.

While we drove to his place, I brought up the fact that I knew the boys had
done stuff with him while he child-sat. He of course became a little
defensive about it, until I told him I realized the boys were the
aggressors, and that he was pinned down with little ability to stop
things...so I didn't hold him responsible or wasn't trying to make him feel
guilty in any way. He appreciated my insight, but that he still felt
bothered that it happened. I reassured him that there would be no
repercussions over the incident, and that I totally understood how it could
happen ... and that it also happened to me during the night. He was floored
for a minute or so!

I went on to explain all the rest of my conversation with the boys that
followed the encounter, and that seemed to give Kor a little relief from
his nervousness of the moment. He did admit that the first attack came when
he was still under-age, as did maybe four other times...but as soon as he
turned 18, things stopped! Kor also agreed with my concept that we needed
to find other ways to show love to the boys ... even if they didn't like
the idea.

I was surprised that Eaton had already declared to him that girls weren't
his interest; to which, Kor did try to tell Eaton that in another year or
so...that could change completely!  He added that he and I should not be
deterred from every method of expression between us, but that would remain
ours and ours alone as far as he was concerned ... adding: "at least till
they turn 18" through the biggest grin I've seen him wear in months! I knew
we were on the same wave length, for sure!

We got back to my place, and the boys had finished getting their stuff
together, and had done a good job packing mine as well. So we wasted no
time in taking off for the other side of the Bay. We did make a stop in
Castroville to pick up a few field-ripened artichokes, @ 5 for a buck at
the collection barn ... and then in Prunedale to buy a flat of plump juicy
fresh strawberries. We continued to Highway 17 and into the mountains
toward the Felton turn-off. The boys were surprised that Santa's Village
was nowhere to be found. I explained that it was torn out a few years ago,
probably just after they had visited it with Morris and Anne. Eaton
responded with:

      "Oh well, the rides there were for little kids anyway! We gonna take
a day to go to the Boardwalk for the good rides, Dad?"

      (followed by Casey's remarks...) "Bet Dad gets sick on the Big
Dipper!"

      "You're on, Case! If I get sick, you get 5 bucks! If you do ... you
owe me!"

Both boys figured that meant a yes, and cheered. Korey cringed from the
volume of enthusiasm that hit our ears like a small tornado! I softly
commented that it would be closer to the end of the week because we all
needed some peace and quiet first.

I drove to the locked gate that blocked the dirt road to the cabin's
address. I discovered, however, that the lock was open and just hanging
through the metal loop, so we didn't need a key. A small note on the back
side of the gate said...

      "Came by this morning and loosened it for you, but please lock it
again when you leave...It will look locked to passers-by while you're
here. Burt!

I made sure it still had that appearance as we drove through and closed the
gate again.

The little road led us for about a ¼-mile through the redwoods to a cabin
... no, more like a small lodge that you might find in Yosemite or at
Tahoe. It was splendid. Burt had never told me that it was so palatial! I
was thinking more as if it was going to be tiny, rustic, and maybe even a
bit cold for the season. We parked along side the building and looked for
the water well. Casey saw it first, and tried to move the rock he thought
was the right one. Eaton helped him, and toppled the rock off the pile,
almost onto their feet, but...no key! Then Korey saw a smaller rock right
under the bucket crank, and sure enough ... there it was. In we went!

We almost froze in our tracks looking at what we discovered inside!
Two-story vaulted ceiling in the Great Room; One wall totally of windows
overlooking huge redwoods, surrounding about a half-acre of cultured lawn
and rock patio area, as well as a river flowing along the entire back of
the property; nestled to one side were two bedroom doors ... one with a
carved sign saying: "Guest", and the other marked: "Kids of the Realm". Oh
yes, I remember that Burt was married and had three boys of his own! I
guess this was his sense of humor regarding his home as his Castle ... at
least as far as his wife would allow it to be!

I pointed Casey and Eaton that way to settle in, and I looked around for
the Master Bedroom.  It took a few moments, but Korey spied a circular
lighthouse-type staircase to a loft ... and we climbed all the steps to the
upper floor, which covered almost half of the entire place. There it was,
and not just a room ... a suite! A hotel room this nice would be well over
200 bucks a night or more! Again, the glass wall; king-size bed; walk-in
4-spray shower; plus Jacuzzi tub; toilet and bidet; even a small 2-person
table for private dining of the King and Queen of the Realm (My thought);
two recliners in front of a wide screen wall-mounted video unit; and a cozy
fire place for additional atmosphere... as if it needed that! Korey looked
at me, and with a smirk ...

      "Well, Mr. F. ... am I sleeping in the guest room next to the boys?"

      "Not if you want to live through this week! After the other night
together, this could serve as a honeymoon suite, couldn't it, Kor?"

We grabbed each other in a huge hug, and he whispered in my ear that maybe
I ought to carry him over the threshold. But before I could call his bluff
and do just that...the little guys popped into the room explaining how
great their room was. When they realized that they had broken in on a
tender moment, they apologized, and offered to stand there quietly while we
finished our ceremony; (their word for it, not ours!) We all laughed and I
swatted their fannies as we headed back downstairs together.

The next thing we did was to peruse the back yard. There was a gazebo on
the rock patio that was enclosed in carved wooden shutters. Case had to
peak! ...

      "Daddy ... a hot tub! Big enough for six or eight, I swear! We got
use it tonight! We just gotta!"

Then Eaton called out from the river bank...

      "Over here, Dad ... a dock, and a couple canoes. Swift! We can have a
race! And there's a huge roped off swim area for skinny-dipping too! Like
at scout camp!"

Korey simply breathed out a ... "And we thought this was going to be a rest
time.!"

I looked at my Love, and answered him ...

      "It is a change of pace, for sure, and what better way for a new
family to get acquainted but by doing all these things together
... besides, who else has two pre-teen boys with them on their honeymoon!"
(Out-and-out laughter tore the silence!)

The rest of the day and evening, we all four enjoyed the scenery and the
feel of cold river water as we swam (Yes...we skinny-dipped! Eaton would
allow nothing else!) and boated a while before looking for and finding some
food by sunset. I expected to find freezer meals and a few boxed quickies,
but was dumbfounded by a fridge full of T-bones, Trout, and a virtual
restaurant supply of other hearty cook-it-for- real healthy food at our
disposal. All of it was fresh, so I knew Burt had struck again! Then I
spied a huge fruit basket on the Dining Room table that none of us saw
before now. There was a card stuck between two grapefruit ...

      "The food is just our way of making things easier...(signed) your
fellow faculty!"

I down-right cried, but not from sadness ... oh no...from the joy that hit
me when I realized just how much the entire school cared for me and my
newly-formed family.

After dinner, we were all so beat from the day's services and from the trip
out here and all, that we decided to postpone any further activity until
tomorrow, and we just headed to our bedrooms. Oh yes, I forgot to tell you
one thing that excited the boys when they saw their room ... one of those
bunk bed units, with the single on top and the double on the bottom. I had
no doubt what the arrangements for this night would be! You want to guess?
DUH! What else!

Korey and I decided to soak our aching bodies in the two-person tub before
hitting that king bed. I ran the water, and made sure the temperature was
superb. Kor fooled around and put some bubble bath in it when I wasn't
looking! I glanced at him as if to say... "Bubbles for 2 guys?" He nodded,
and replied: "For us two, Dear!' ... and we climbed in for a leisurely soak
... and a bit of action from the underwater jets. We both decided to wait
until we got to bed for any other action ... but those jets gave us some
pretty exciting feelings as it was.

We relaxed there long enough for the water to cool down before we helped
each other out, and dried each other off tenderly. We didn't even use the
towels to get to the bed. We strolled there naked, hand-in-hand and I
helped Kor into his side of the king before walking to the other side to
get in myself. I soon discovered that even with all the space available,
our sides came out of the middle quite rapidly.

A repeat performance of our earlier evening together began the night's
agenda, except for the fact that we made sure not to expel our juices just
by cuddling. The conversation that was interjected between hugs and kisses
led to that mutual decision ...

      "Lar, ... I want you to know that I want to remain an equal in all
things, but for tonight, I'll play the Bride! I want you to couple with me,
and take my virginity! I want to carry your seed, My Love! It's you for
whom I saved my rear entry!"

      "Kor, there is nothing more wonderful than that offer, and yes ... I
will be so pleased to do that for you. But you must know that I also insist
on equality. You are my Man as much as I am yours! So, after we enjoy our
coupling as you suggest, I want you to do the same for me! In fact, I
insist!"

      "You'll get no argument from me, `Groom for the Day'! ... or is it
for the Hour? (Giggle*)."  We had already spent at least a half-hour in
foreplay, and brought each other to maybe three close calls before this
conversation took place. Therefore, I immediately put Kor on his back,
lifted his legs to his chest, and began to lick his Valley of the Rose
... making him squirm and beg for more intensive action. (Yes, I admit that
I knew what pleased a man back there because unfortunately, I was not the
virgin male Kor was. During my Teen years of High School and early College,
I didn't think about having just one lifetime mate. Not until now did I
regret that earlier choice!)  I dug my tongue deep into the trap door, and
excited it to an open condition that seemed to grab hold and draw me even
deeper. To be honest, I almost lost control myself from the thrills
generated to Kor's body.

I worked my tongue absolutely as far as possible into Kor's love chute,
poking, prodding, wetting, and stimulating him until he literally screamed
for me to up the action to even new heights. That brought my fingers into
play. Knowing he was virgin, I started with just one finger entering along
side my tongue, slowly allowing Kor to get used to its invasion. When the
digit passed the second knuckle, its tip found his prostrate, and I began
triggering things that Kor never knew could be stimulated from his
insides. I suggested he cover his face with the pillow so that the boys
couldn't hear his outbursts of passion and thrill. (Even if they suspected
what we might be up to tonight, I surely didn't want them to be awakened
and then come upstairs to check out the strange sounds...and have the full
truth blast them in the eyes. After all, they are still pre-teens!)

Soon, I added a second finger...began turning and stretching the orifice
gently but firmly enough to widen it to a point where a third finger could
join the effort to make Korey ready for the main event. I know that there
was no way to completely alleviate pain from the first coupling ahead, but
I did everything I knew possible to cause the least amount of discomfort
for him. Well, almost everything! I was not one for KY or Vaseline usage. I
wanted things as natural as possible. I knew I had an abundance of
pre-seminal fluids to lubricate the entire passageway sufficiently
... especially after all the saliva that had already been worked into it.

There was no question that Korey was now ready! He was begging, sweating,
lifting and turning, cock leaking like a faucet ... his muscles trying to
drag my fingers even deeper in to his lower bowl. I withdrew my hand and
replaced it with the mushroom of my hot dripping organ against that begging
rosebud ... and lovingly gave enough pressure to cause its entry past the
stretched sphincter.

      "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH GAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWD" ... was all I heard, and I
almost froze, knowing that I was causing pain in spite of all my effort to
make this a wonderful first time event. After a gasp for air, and a deep
sigh, Kor made his next comment ...

      "Lar ... don't stop now! I have to have you! I just need a moment to
get used to your size. It didn't look that thick before! (Slight snicker*)
Just take it easy till I get it all...OK?"
      "Kor, my Love ... I had hoped to keep you from the pain, honest! If I
could have spared you from it totally, I would have! You will feel a bit
more until I reach maximum penetration ... but after that ... trust me; it
will be worth it all! You'll see!"

... and I kept advancing slow enough that it was almost undetectable ... as
much as was in my power at least ... until my pubic bush rested against
Kor's gluteus cheeks, and my ball sack lay against his pulsing gonads. I
ceased any movement until I detected Kor's body relaxing and moving as if
to massage my length and girth, making love to it by his own instinct.

I told Kor to wrap his legs around my waist and hold me close to him, laid
my body down on top of his, and began passionately kissing my Love as my
own lower body stirred its member deep inside it's new habitat, sending a
definite message of both romance and tender care...sealing our becoming
one.

Kor almost devoured my tongue! The edge of ecstasy being reached, however,
turned him toward a full crave for more action ... "hotter, deeper, faster,
harder" were now words he was using to demand his being made mine! I
unwrapped his legs from around me, pressing them to each side of his ears,
and began to make love in near abandon. I was surprised that I hadn't
already exploded inside him before this ... so warm, tight, responsive
... it took all I had to keep control! Because, this first time of
intercourse wasn't for my satisfaction, but his! It had to be special and
meet his every need!

I figure I accomplished my hopes for him as he began to show signs of his
own pending release. His body stiffened, his moaning and sexual grunts
increased in volume and intensity ... his eyes rolled back and then shut
... his cock swelled and veins popped out even more vividly as his balls
retracted into his groin, until ...

      "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuu... YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssss..."

He erupted like Mt.Visuvius with hot white lava between us ... all over
both of us ... more powerfully and with more quantity than any man I ever
saw. His anal passage also tightened around my cock to almost a strangle
hold with every spasm of his entire body ... the action of which milked my
own juices from me like an oil well grasshopper pump. And did my gusher
ever come in! I felt like my eyeballs and my toe nails both got sucked
through my entire body and out my piss slit. I lost count of how many
cannon firings flew into ground zero ... but it didn't matter because all I
knew was that my True Love was being satisfied beyond all expectation, and
so was I.

I collapsed onto his body like a wet dishrag and the two of us panted for
air as our bodies refused to move. It took over five minutes before either
of us could even speak! Our sweaty bodies became glued together from all
the cum Kor had expelled. We didn't care. In fact, it probably made our
experience even richer! To be honest again, the first sounds we both made
weren't words ... but gentle laughter of satisfaction as we rolled to one
side until we lay next to each other wrapped by arms and legs of two men
finalizing a union that would hopefully last `until death do us part'!

But then ... a strange sound invaded our honeymoon dance ...  It sounded
like quiet applause! Then some giggling ... and suddenly an exclamation of
... "Whoopie!" ... almost in musical harmony! OH SHIT! Don't tell me! Not
...  But it was!  Sitting on the floor just inside the not quite closed
doorway were two naked angelic cherubs ... (both sporting erections)
... Eaton and Casey ...OMG ...what now!

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End of Chapter Five