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 A World of My Choosing   An Out-of-this-World Story by Gil Gamesh   Chapter
Twenty-Five   When all else fails, go fishing.

   In the days after Toby's arrival, I slowly learned his story.  He was
fourteen, not as old as my first guess.  He had lived near a small town
north of Atlanta and just before he came to our world he was sleeping in a
bus station.  He had missed the evening bus to Atlanta and had to wait for
the morning one.

   He was the only child of parents who were heavily into drug use.  He saw
them smoke marijuana frequently and use other drugs which he thought might
be cocaine or methamphetamine or maybe both.  From the visitors who came to
their home, he was convinced that they were also selling drugs.

   His father had been employed but had lost his job and was not looking
for work.  He was now getting unemployment compensation and that was about
to run out.  His mother was still employed as a cashier in a local
supermarket and earned the minimum wage.  They had become heavily dependent
on credit cards and the creditors had started clamoring for payment.  They
had sold off or pawned most of the things of value in their home.

   Toby had never used drugs and had resisted their offers of drugs.  He
knew they were doing it so he would stop trying to get them to quit and get
help.  He knew they were bad parents but he loved them and they were the
parents he had to live with.  He had been a good student in school but his
grades were now falling.  He had tried everything he could think of to
reach them and get them to be the parents he had been happy with until
about a year ago.  He felt trapped in a downward spiral and he knew how it
was going to end.

   Now he had given up and decided to run away.  He didn't know where he
was going, except that he had read about ways to get help in Atlanta.  He
had used his meager savings to buy a bus ticket there and had no idea what
he would do when he arrived.

   Each day I could see the misery in his eyes and face and demeanor.  Anna
and I tried to talk to him but he never responded with any enthusiasm. 
James welcomed him, almost like a brother, but he hardly smiled at any of
James' jokes or mischief.  He played with Lucky but hardly ever smiled at
the pup's antics.  Iain and Caitlyn had tried to reach him too but they had
failed.  He was like a lost soul who didn't know where to go or what to do.
I knew I couldn't give up on him but I had about run out of ideas on how to
help him.  I didn't know what else to do so I decided to take him and James
fishing.

   "Would you and Toby see if you can find us some live bait," I asked
James.  "Get one of the bamboo buckets we made and dig in places in the
woods where there's lots of ground cover.  See if you can find worms,
crickets, grubs, anything that would look good to a fish."

   "What are we going to fish with?" James asked.  "I don't think the
casting rods will work well with that kind of bait."

   "You know that bunch of cane poles we've got stacked up outside?" I
asked.  "I think they've dried enough to use as fishing poles.  I'll rig
them up with line and sinkers and floats.  I want to fish just where the
water comes into the lake, you know, where that waterfall is.  If I were a
fish, I'd hang out there to see what came down the creek."

   Aimee gave me some good advice as usual.  "David, I cannot forecast the
weather but the sky is very cloudy today and rain may start at any time. 
Please do not go without considering that possibility.

   "OK, Aimee.  We'll each take a backpack with a rain cape and some warmer
clothing," I said.  "The rain may be cold but I think we'll be OK.  We can
each pack a lunch.  I don't think we'll need to take water.  There are
little streams and springs all over that area."

   "May I take Lucky?" James asked.

   I had to think for a minute.  Would Lucky be OK on the bamboo raft with
us?  Maybe he might help bring Toby out of his despair.

   "You'll have to carry him most of the time," I said.  "Do you want to?"

   He answered and then grinned, "He's not heavy.  He's my puppy."

   "I'll help you carry him, James," Toby said.

   "OK, but you two are going to have to carry him and maybe a heavy
stringer of fish.  Coming back up the mountain with a load isn't easy, you
know."

   In our usual loincloth and moccasins, the three of us set off.  James
led the way down the mountain, bounding along with his usual enthusiasm,
carrying his spear and his fishing pole with the papoose puppy carrier in
front and his backpack bouncing on his back.  Toby also carried a spear and
a fishing pole and he had my knives strapped around his waist.  Before
James got too far ahead of us, I started walking faster too and, when I saw
Toby hurrying along, I couldn't help but smile.  Maybe going fishing was
going to help.

   At the lake, our bamboo raft was still floating where we had tied it,
the four bamboo poles still lashed to the top layer.  It was about five
meters by two, with two layers of large bamboo.  It was awkward to pole
along but we managed.  Usually, two of us stood side by side and poled it
in unison.  Much of the lake was shallow enough to use poles and where it
was deeper we used the poles like paddles.

   Before we boarded, I stripped off my loincloth and moccasins.  James and
Toby stripped too, no questions asked.  I saw Toby looking at my genitals,
checking me out, I suppose, so I checked them out too.  Toby's penis was
elongated now, hanging down well below his testicles.  James' penis looked
like it was ready to stand up as usual.  I still wasn't accustomed to
seeing them without pubic hair.

   Lucky was no problem on the raft.  The minute James put him down, he
sniffed everywhere and then squatted and peed down between two poles.  The
three of us stood there and watched him and grinned.

   The lake began at a small waterfall, quickly widened until it was about
as wide as a football field is long, then narrowed again, to another
waterfall leading downhill.  James and Toby enthusiastically poled us along
until we reached the upper end of the lake where a waterfall jumped down
through large boulders and then into the lake.

   "I'm going to slip over the side and swim underwater with my eyes open,"
I said.  "I'll be quiet and easy doing it so I don't scare off any fish.  I
want to see whether there are fish here.  I want you two guys to do the
same but wait `til I get back on the raft.  Toby, do you swim OK?  Can you
do it, underwater, I mean?"

   He grinned.  For once, he grinned.  "Yeah, I'm a good swimmer.  I can do
it but I probably won't know what kind of fish they are."

   "Just look for the size and body shape," I said.  "I can't identify them
either.  They're probably all good eating.  If there's nothing but little
ones here, I don't want to waste our time."

   Looking for fish underwater was easy.  The water was almost crystal
clear except right at the waterfall.  I saw lots of large fish but no small
ones.  I assumed the little ones had been eaten by the big ones.  When I
resurfaced, I held my thumb up to indicate that we had a good fishing spot.

   I let James and Toby swim at the same time.  There was really no
necessity for them to look for fish but I knew they would want to do it. 
When they resurfaced, they both held a thumb up to indicate they saw plenty
of fish too.  James held his hand out for me to pull him out of the water.
I braced and pulled and he came out grinning.  Then Toby held out his hand
too and I pulled him up.  He was grinning too and I was glad to see that
expression on his face.

   We fished for a while and there was usually only a little waiting
between catches.  We quickly had a stringer full of good-sized fish.  I
looked at Toby's face each time he caught one and, for the first time, I
thought I saw happiness.

   When the sun was directly overhead, I asked them to pole us a short
distance away from the waterfall so we could go ashore for lunch.  James
put Lucky down and watched as he immediately went exploring, in sniff mode
of course.  When James whistled, the puppy came bounding back to him. 
James gave him a treat for coming back.

   I started a fire and then retrieved four fish from the stringer.  Since
Toby had my knives, I asked him to gut the fish and warned him that Little
Boy was sharper than a razor.  He slit the fish and dragged the entrails
out like he had done it before.  I stuck three of the fish through the side
of the head with spears and propped them up before the fire.  I looked
around, found a small limb to use for Lucky's fish, and then we sat on our
haunches and talked until the fish were done.  We ate the fish with our
fingers and not a word was said until we were finished.  I didn't say
anything even when James fed Lucky and himself off one fish, alternating
bites, and then did the same with another.  We threw the skeletons in the
lake so Lucky wouldn't get them.  Only then did we get our lunches out of
our backpacks for the rest of our meal.

   We poled back to the waterfall after lunch and quickly filled up two
more stringers.  By the time we started poling back, a fine cool mist was
falling.  At our landing spot, we broke out the rain capes and then cleaned
the fish.  I wanted to gut them and cut the heads off to lessen the weight
of what we had to carry back.  Toby gutted the fish with Little Boy, James
cut the heads off with Big Boy and I packed three backpacks, with about
twice as much in mine.  By the time we washed and were ready to start back,
the rain started.  It was a light chilling rain so we put on clothes under
our rain capes.  We slogged our way home, exhausted but grinning at each
other.  We knew we'd had a great day together.  Anna and Caitlyn had a hot
dinner waiting for us.

   <><><>

   A couple of nights later, I announced it was time Iain and James and I
had a little boy-talk with Toby.  He had gone to the room he shared with
James shortly after dinner.  We left Anna and Caitlyn and Aimee to have a
little girl-talk and went out in the hallway.  I briefly explained to Iain
and James what I wanted to accomplish and, when they asked me what they
should do to help, I said they should just wing it.  After James explained
to Iain what that meant, the three of us walked in on Toby.  He was already
propped up in bed, one hand behind his head, the other moving under his
loincloth, just lying there staring at nothing.

   I walked up to the bed and took off my loincloth.  James and Iain
followed my example and the three of us stood there, naked, looking down at
him as he stared up at us.  He still had on his loincloth but his hand
wasn't moving.

   "Toby, we want to have a little talk with you," I said.

   Iain crawled in the bed and around beside Toby and leaned back against
the wall.  He very nonchalantly started playing with his penis.

   Toby looked back and forth from Iain to me and James.  His face revealed
his incomprehension.

   "What do y'all want to talk about?" he asked.

   "About sex, masturbation, what you want to do now that you're here," I
said.  "Anything else you want to talk about."

   I swept one hand toward the bed to indicate to James that I wanted him
to get in the bed ahead of me.  He crawled in and lay down at the opposite
end from Iain, leaned back against the wall, and promptly started stroking
his semi-erect penis.  I lay down and leaned back opposite Toby, settled my
testicles comfortably on my thighs, wrapped my hand around my flaccid
penis, and gave it a few strokes.

   "I don't know," Toby said, and it was easy to see he was baffled by what
the three of us had done.

   "James says he thinks you're ashamed of masturbating," Iain said.  "Is
that right?"

   He reached over to Toby, untied the strap to his loincloth, and flipped
it to one side.  Toby's penis wasn't erect but it was clearly engorged and
just short of blossoming into a hard-on.

   "I don't understand you, Toby," James said.  "I lie in my bed at night
and jack off with the light on.  You turn the light off and hide what
you're doing from me.  Are you ashamed of doing it?"

   Toby didn't answer him.  He just looked around at the three of us, all
stroking our erect or almost-erect penises.

   "Toby, before Anna and Caitlyn joined us, the three of us did this lots
of nights," I said.  "It's harmless, it lets off a little pressure, and
it's better than a sleeping pill.  You shouldn't be ashamed of doing it. 
It's perfectly normal for guys to masturbate."

   "Well, I've never done it with guys before," he said.

   Maybe he was ashamed but his penis wasn't.  It was now hard and standing
up above his abdomen.

   "Hey, Iain, you're about to smother one of your balls," James said.

   The other three of us looked.  One of Iain's testicles was down between
his thighs and only one was showing.  He pulled both of them up, closed his
thighs, and let the pair settle down.

   "Thanks, James," he said.  "My tolos need to breathe to stay healthy."

   "James, what do you think of Toby's dick?" I asked.  "He's got a nice
one; hasn't he?"

   "Yeah, but it's kind of big already," James said.  "He's going to make
some poor girl grunt with that monster."

   "Don't tease me," Toby said.  "I don't...I...Please don't tease me."

   "Toby, you've got to loosen up," Iain said.  "After a while, you're
going to get to know us and, I promise you, you'll have three of the best
friends you've ever had.  We kid around with each other and stuff like that
all the time.  The three of us are good friends.  James is a really good
friend and he's like a brother to me.  David is a good friend too except
he's more like a father.  We want you to be our friend too."

   "Toby, I'm sorry I called your dick a monster," James said and giggled.
"David's the one who's got a monster."

   Three pairs of eyes shifted toward my penis.  I held it straight up,
pulled down on the skin until the red head was tight and shiny, then
shifted my grip down to my scrotum to show off the length of the shaft.  I
let them look for a moment.  Iain whistled.  James tried whistling too but
his lips were trying to giggle.  Toby looked at my monster and didn't say
anything.

   "Bad monster," I said.  "Be good."

   "Shit!  I'm going to have a monster too when I grow up," James said.  He
held his dick up, skinned it back, shifted his grip to show all of the
shaft, and then admired it.

   "Well, I may not have a monster but I guess I can make do with mine,"
Iain said.  "It makes Caitlyn grunt sometimes."

   He pulled down on his testicles so the red head and all of the shaft of
his dick showed.  Maybe it wasn't a monster but Caitlyn probably thought it
was.

   I started slowly stroking my dick and watched as James, then Iain, and
finally Toby followed my example.

   "Toby, sometimes we did more than just masturbate," I said.  "Have you
ever played around with oral sex, you know, blowjobs?"

   He looked at me and I interpreted the look on his face as confusion with
maybe a little disbelief."

   "Shit, I ain't no queer," he said.

   "Toby, I'm ashamed of you," I said, with a stern look on my face.  "Do
you know what you should have said?"

   "What?"

   "You should have said `I'm not a queer,'" I said, smiling.  James
giggled.  Iain chuckled.  Toby clearly didn't know what to say.

   "Toby, I'm not one of those either," Iain said.  "But I've sucked James'
dick and I've sucked David's.  They've sucked mine.  We were just having
fun and playing around.  I'd rather fuck around with Caitlyn any day but,
for a while, these two horny guys were all I had to play with."

   James crawled diagonally across the bed, kneed Toby's legs apart, leaned
over, and sucked his dick for a few seconds.  He crawled over to me,
slapped my hand out of the way, and took the head of my dick in his mouth.
He licked and sucked for a few seconds and then crawled back to his place.
As soon as he was settled, Iain knelt in front of Toby and gave Toby a good
second round.  Then he turned to James and gave him a little attention.  I
waited until he was back in his place and then I took a turn.  I stroked
Toby's dick up and down a few times, licked up the shaft of his dick from
his balls to the head, took the head in my mouth, and tried to suck the
head off.  After a moment, I turned to Iain and did the same thing to him.
I crawled back to my place and started stroking my dick again.  Poor Toby
looked like he couldn't believe what had just happened.

   "Do you know why we did that, Toby?" I asked.

   He shook his head no.

   "Tell him, James," I said.

   "Because we're all gay and we think you're cute," James said, and then
threw Toby an air kiss.

   Iain tried to contain his laughter but it was too much and it erupted. I
couldn't help but laugh too.  James tried to keep his face straight but
finally he giggled.

   "James, what am I going to do with you?" I asked, and then slapped him
gently on his stomach.

   "I don't know," he said.  "Give me another chance?"

   "OK but try to keep it serious this time," I said to him and then looked
at Toby.

   "Toby, James has quite a sense of humor," I said.  "Sometimes it gets
the best of him.  You'll get used to it.  I like it when he does something
like what he just did with you.  I'm really glad he came to live with us."

   "Toby, David says he wants to create a culture here where there's love,
not hatred," James said.  "I agree with him.  He wants all of us to be like
a big loving family.  He says he's not going to be a judge of what somebody
else does about sex and he's not going to say what they can't do.  There's
just one thing he's going to do his best to stop and that's hatred, whether
it's hatred of homosexuals or different races or different religions.  He
says if he sees somebody showing hatred toward others, he's going to make
them wish they had never come here."

   Iain added something else.  "He says he doesn't even want to hear the
words homosexual or lesbian or queer..." He paused and looked at James. 
"...or gay and stuff like that.  If two guys or two girls want to love each
other, that's OK with him.  I agree with him on that.  He wants women to be
respected so they can be equal partners with us in this world.  I agree
with that too.  We've got a chance to create a new world, Toby.  Let's do
it right."

   I added my part.

   "Toby, I know that if I want to start something here, I've got to walk
the walk as well as talk the talk.  That's why I sucked your dick.  I think
boys quite often explore sex with other boys.  That doesn't make them
homosexual or heterosexual.  They're just exploring their own sex.  I think
most of them find a woman to love and then they have children together and
create a loving family.  Those are natural human longings.  If you and
James want to play around, I think that's normal too."

   "Well, except for my first cousin, I've never played...done stuff with
another guy," he said.  "I jack off lots but it's usually by myself."

   "Well, that's about to change," I said.  "Now, let's all jack off.  Last
one who comes has to clean the toilets."

   Anna had already commandeered me to help clean the toilets tomorrow.  I
didn't tell them that.

   After we'd sprinkled four stomachs and chests with semen, after they got
through teasing me for being last, and after we had a quick shower, I asked
them to go back to Toby's bed with me.  I wasn't through talking to Toby.
James had something he wanted to talk about too.

   "Toby, Iain and I used to sleep together most every night," he said, as
soon as we were settled in bed like before.  "Would you like to sleep with
me?"

   Toby frowned.  "Why?  I've never slept with anybody else."

   "I liked sleeping with Iain," James said.  "Lots of nights he would
spoon up to me and put his arm over me and it felt good, like I wasn't so
alone and somebody cared something about me.  His dick would be right at
the crack of my ass but I didn't worry `cause he'd said he would never try
to fuck me.  Sometimes I cuddled up to him the same way and my dick would
be in his ass crack but I never tried to fuck him either.  `Course we'd
already got rid of a heavy load before we did that.  You know why I liked
it so much?"

   Toby shook his head no.

   "Because Iain and I would talk.  We talked about everything.  Talking is
good, Toby.  It helps you get to know the other guy and you learn you're
just alike in lots of ways.  After a while, you know you've got a friend, a
good friend, and that's what Iain is to me."

   "Toby, Iain told James he would never try to fuck him because I asked
him not to," I said.  "What you two guys do is your business but I hope you
won't try to fuck James either.  When you're in bed together tonight, ask
him to tell you why."

   "Well, I don't want him to fuck me either," Toby said.  "When I was
twelve, my first cousin fucked me for a while.  He was three years older
than me.  Maybe it was more like rape.  I hated it.  I was really sick of
it.  One day I threatened to cut his balls off or kill him if he didn't
leave me alone.  He knew I meant it and he stopped."

   "Toby, did you know that Aimee is a teacher?" I asked.  "That's one of
the reasons she's here.  Iain and James have been learning about sex from
her.  Iain's taking a course in physics from her.  James is taking English
lessons from her.  I wish you'd let her teach you about sex and maybe
English too.  You could explore the subjects she can teach and maybe find
something else you're interested in."

   "Is it like going to school?" he asked.  "I didn't like school."

   "Heck no, Toby," James said.  "Aimee doesn't lecture to me.  She assigns
me some stuff to read and puts it on my tablet and it's up to me to learn
it.  Then she'll check on my progress and assign me something else.  When I
have questions, she'll answer them for me."

   "You don't just sit in classes?" Toby asked.

   "Nope," James said.  "That was boring to me too.  That's one reason I
like the way I'm learning now."

   "Toby, I hope you've seen how we all work together here," I said.  "I
want you to pitch in and help with everything.  For starters, I'd like you
and James to run the rabbit snares every day.  James knows how to field
dress a rabbit and how to move the snares occasionally.  You two might be
able to kill us another deer."

   Toby interrupted me.  "I know how to field dress a rabbit too.  I've
helped field dress a deer more than once."

   I continued.  "Tonight, get James to tell you about the time he and Iain
killed one.  And James, don't forget to keep an eye out for more Iain
bushes.  I want to lay in a supply of Iain wood to make bows and arrows
this winter."

   "What's Iain bushes?" Toby asked.

   "It's a bush that sprouts multiple offshoots, sometimes maybe twenty or
thirty," James said.  "We've only found a few so far.  The shoots are about
twice as tall as I am and as hard as iron.  If you bend them, they always
spring back to their original shape.  I can't break them.  David tried with
one about as big as my dick and he couldn't break it.  We're going to make
more bows and arrows with them this winter."

   "If they're hard as iron, why do you call them Iain bushes?"

   James looked at Iain.

   "You can tell him," Iain said.

   "It's `cause the wood is like Iain's dick: straight and hard and
unbreakable." James said and then giggled.

   "But why do you want arrows that big?" Toby asked.  "Can you shoot
them?"

   "Toby, the big shoots are what we'll use to make the bow," James said.
"The little shoots will be arrows.  Think how strong a bow as big around as
David's dick would be.  Nobody could break it."

   Toby lowered his head and looked at me with a little grin.

   "I'll bet I know somebody who could break it," he said.

   James played the straight man.

   "Who?"

   "Anna," Toby said, and immediately grinned wider.  I was glad to see him
joking around with us.

   "Shit!  I was talking about an Iain wood bow, not David's dick." James
said and grinned too.

   Iain smiled and looked at me.  "David, before Toby arrived, you said we
were going to make another trip to the isthmus and try to get a little pig
or two.  Could we do that sometime soon?"

   "OK, let's put that on the list of stuff to do," I said.

   "Toby, David and Anna and James and I made a trip to the isthmus before
Caitlyn came here and we ran into a bear," Iain said.  "It required all
four of us to kill it but we did it.  Get James to tell you about that
tonight too."

   I wanted James to have more to talk about tonight.

   "And after we make another trip to the isthmus, I want to make a trip
around the mountain at sea level.  And then after that, I want to go
explore on the mainland for a few days.  I want to do that but I can't take
anyone who can't help defend themselves.  I want to help you learn to use
some of the weapons we have.  Going around the mountain, we'll be safe.  On
the mainland, we'll be in some real danger.  Get James to tell you why."

   "We'll be up all night," James said.

   "I think we've thrown about enough at Toby for one night," I said. 
"I've got just a little more to say to him and then I want to go to bed."

   They all three looked at me expectantly.  I tried to marshal my
thoughts.

   "Toby, you've just left a world where you were unhappy because you
wanted to help your parents and they wouldn't let you.  You've started to
become a man but you're not one yet.  You were just a boy caught in a
hopeless situation.  They were the ones responsible for their lives. 
That's behind you now.  You're in a new world now where your life will be
what you make of it.  I know you need to be loved and cared for and I'm
going to do that.  So will all the others.  You're going to be part of a
big family and we're going to hang together by loving each other.  We've
got to in order to survive.  Eventually there will be twenty of us here,
ten guys and ten girls.  One of those girls will be your wife and the
mother of your children.  Think about that: being part of a big loving
family with nine brothers and ten sisters and then creating a family of
your own.  Would you like your life to be like that?"

   I waited for him to say something.  He smiled, nodded his head, and said
"Yeah, I would."

   "Good, now there's just one more thing I've got to do and then I'm going
to bed.  I've got to piss."

   The four of us went to the toilet for a good-night piss before going to
bed to sleep.  We lined us, James, Toby, me, and Iain, and grinned at each
other while we pissed.  Afterward, Iain went to the bed chamber he shared
with Caitlyn and I started toward the one I shared with Anna.  Toby caught
me by the arm and I stopped and looked at him.  James kept on walking and
went in their bed chamber.

   "Thank you, David," Toby said.

   "For what?" I asked.  His eyes looked moist.

   "For trying to help me.  I want to do what you said: be part of a big
family and then have my own family.  I really want to do it.  I want to do
it right.  I don't want to fuck up like my parents."

   I wrapped him up in a big hug.  He didn't resist.  Without thinking, I
reached up and rubbed the back of his head and kissed him on the cheek. 
When I turned him loose, he smiled at me and went to his bed chamber.  I
stood there for a moment longer, wondering what he and James would have to
say to each other when they were in their room together.  I closed my eyes
and invoked the cool response to see if I could hear them.

   "What did you do?" James asked.  "Why are you grinning?"

   "Nothing.  I just wanted to say thank you to David.  He hugged me and
rubbed the back of my head and kissed me on the cheek."

   "Feels good; doesn't it?"

   "Yeah."

   "Toby, David's a good man.  Trust him.  He'll do what he says."

   <><><>

   The morning after our boy-talk with Toby, I was up early as usual. 
After a quick trip to the toilet, I went in the kitchen and started banging
things around.  Anna and I had the cooking duty and I knew she would be
with me in a few minutes.  Instead, Lucky came scampering in, wagging his
tail as usual.  Iain and Caitlyn came in a minute or so later and I asked
them to take Lucky outdoors for his morning pee.  Anna came in the kitchen
before they came back and started helping me.

   I was deliberately making enough noise to wake the dead and I wondered
where James and Toby were.  James was usually good about getting up in the
morning.  With all the topics Toby was supposed to ask him about, I knew
they might have been awake late talking about killing the deer and the bear
and why I'd asked Iain not to fuck James.  Iain and Caitlyn came back with
Lucky and started setting the table.  Anna felt it was important for all of
us to sit down at the table together as often as possible, to make us more
like a family.

   I fried the fish while Anna toasted some bread.  With some fruit, that
was out usual breakfast now that eggs weren't available.  When everything
was ready, I stood for a moment listening and trying to hear noises from
two sleepy boys.  I didn't so I took Anna's hand and we went down the hall
to their bedroom.  The door was open so we walked in.

   James and Toby were in bed together.  I glanced at Toby's bed and saw no
signs that it had been used.  Both were facing toward me and James was
spooned up to Toby, with his arm over Toby's chest.  Toby's hand was on top
of James', holding it against his chest.  A blanket covered them up to
their waists but I could see that James' right leg was over Toby's left,
the same way Anna and I had been when we woke up.  Lucky jumped up on the
bed and licked two faces.  Both opened their eyes a little and smiled.

   "Breakfast is ready," I said and Anna and I left them.

   <><><>

   During the following days, we continued to greet the morning or to say
goodbye to the day with songs from Iain and some music he felt was
appropriate.  Toby was as mesmerized by his voice as the rest of us.  We
also listened to Station IAIN on occasion.  Because of my dedication to my
mission, I had never been exposed to music and I welcomed Iain's choices,
whether they were classical or musicals or even opera.

   Iain's talents also included dancing.  He had been studying Irish
dancing when he came to our world and James coaxed him into demonstrating
his abilities once.  Aimee played the music and Iain danced and all of us
were enthralled.  He apologized afterwards, saying he was just learning,
and had faltered more than once.  I saw nothing but perfection and I told
him so.

   Iain also started dance lessons for all of us.  He insisted on warming
up with all of us lining up in a row on the terrace, one behind the other,
me in front, and marching.  He said all dancing was just moving to music. I
had not marched to the Stars and Stripes Forever in years but, when Aimee
played it, my feet automatically started moving.  Iain asked Aimee to play
the Blue Danube Waltz and we listened to it for a few minutes and then
chose partners.  I chose Anna as my waltz partner.  Iain chose Caitlyn. 
That left James and Toby and they couldn't decide who was going to be the
girl.  Iain settled the argument.  He offered to play the girl with me and
told James to dance with Caitlyn and Toby to dance with Anna.  Later, James
decided he could play the girl and dance with Toby so I got to practice
with Anna after all.  I remembered one night in Flagstaff when we had
danced together so well.  After a few faux pas, I felt almost the same way
waltzing with her.

   On one occasion, we made another trip to the isthmus.  When Caitlyn
heard about the oysters there, she volunteered to make an oyster pie if she
could have some help.  I quickly volunteered James and Toby.  We carried a
big pot with a lid so we could shuck the oysters there and not have to
carry shells up the mountain.  James and Toby both wore the pot on their
head part of the way and held the lid like a shield.  James let Lucky walk
some of the way and he followed along faithfully, sniffing everything.

   At the isthmus, I asked the others to go slow, to fan out as much as
possible, and to keep a wary eye out for any dangers.  Anna and I walked on
the south side of the isthmus, Iain and Caitlyn in the middle, and James
and Toby on the north shore.  My intention was to go only as far as I
thought was absolutely safe.

   We had gone only a short distance when I heard James yell.  He and Toby
had found a huge turtle, one that probably weighed more than me.  I knew
nothing about the different species of sea turtles but this one was a
mottled green on his shell.  We all stood looking at it and talking about
killing and eating it but I suppose we all hated to harm the creature.  As
we left, it slowly made its way back into the water.

   We found a freshly-disturbed area of sand but there were no pigs in
sight at first.  I climbed up on a large rock, invoked the cool response,
and looked further down the isthmus.  I saw one little pig wandering around
aimlessly but there were no others in sight.  When I told the others what I
had seen, James and Toby wanted to go after it immediately.  When I told
Toby how dangerous the sow could be if her brood was menaced, he wasn't in
such a hurry.  I wanted to try a stealthy kill, not a wild chase and kill.

   I let James go with me while all the others stayed behind and we quietly
and carefully went looking for the little pig.  I carried the cutter
mattock which was so useful in prying oysters loose and James carried a
spear.  The pig walked out from behind a rock and grunted once or twice
when he saw us.  It squealed once when I whacked it in the head with the
cutter mattock but the wind was blowing from the south and I didn't think
the sow would hear.  I handed the mattock to James, asked him to keep watch
behind us, and carried the porker by two legs while we quietly hurried back
to where the others were waiting.

   Once near Aimee's shield, I wanted to let the pig bleed out and to
remove its entrails before we carried it back up the mountain.  I wasn't
sure Caitlyn would want to watch and I asked Anna to take her out of sight
but she protested, saying she knew what had to be done and she wouldn't
faint.  Toby and James and I waded out in the surf and they held the pig by
its hind legs while I slit its throat.  Toby didn't even flinch when blood
splattered on his legs.  Anna and Iain and Caitlyn stood watching and
nobody turned their head.  Toby turned his head when I split the pig from
its asshole to its chest.  I was too busy to look to see how the others
reacted.  I took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to puke, and used my
bare hands to pull its entrails out.

   Later the others waded out and took turns prying oysters off the rocks
on the north side of the isthmus.  I stood on the shore and, as soon as
they brought me oysters, I shucked them and dropped the meat and juices in
the pot.  I missed the pot with a few oysters and Lucky probably swallowed
them whole.  James wanted to try shucking but I was reluctant to let him
use Little Boy to do it.  I felt confident doing it myself and I didn't
want anybody to get cut and ruin another perfect day.

   I had asked James to be prepared to bring the oysters and a pig, if we
got one, back up the mountain.  I stood and watched as he expertly tied the
lid on top of the pot and then tied the pot to a long bamboo pole.  Then he
tied the pig's front legs together, its hind legs together, and put another
pole between them.  I ruffled his wild hair and told him I couldn't have
done it better myself.  The pot was lighter than the pig so I let James and
Toby carry it while Iain and I carried the porker.  Anna and Caitlyn shared
carrying Lucky.

   We arrived home just as the sun was setting, tired and sweaty and hungry
but gloriously alive and happy.  All six of us crowded into the shower for
a quick bath and only James and Toby got an erection.  Everybody ignored
their aroused state even when we crowded into the circle where the warm air
dried us.  Maybe everybody else was as hungry as I was.  We all raided the
kitchen refrigerator room for leftovers and ate while sitting at the table
naked.  I felt it was another perfect day in paradise, in a world of my
choosing.

   <><><>

   Iain mentioned the problem to me, I relayed it to Anna, and she proposed
a solution.  If either one of us tried to solve the problem, Caitlyn might
not cooperate.  If Aimee tried to help, Caitlyn was more likely to listen.
Anna suggested that Aimee act as the teacher, that she and I would then
demonstrate Aimee's recommendation, and that Caitlyn and Iain would then
follow our example.  She discussed the problem with Aimee, outlined her
ideas, and then asked for her help.  Aimee readily agreed.

   When Anna asked Caitlyn if she and Iain were happy and satisfied with
their sex life, she was slow in answering and finally admitted that she
wanted Iain to love her but sometimes she didn't know what to do to please
him.  Aimee was listening as usual and asked Caitlyn if she would like her
to suggest some ways to improve their love-making.

   One night, during dinner, there was constant horse-play and joking and
laughing and giggling and tickling.  I couldn't help but be reminded of an
afternoon in France when my cousins Gabrielle and Danielle had giggled so
much while they masturbated me to four orgasms.  I finally made Gabi and
Dani stop but I couldn't bring myself to stop the four teen-agers at
dinner. Once Toby and James started whispering back and forth to each
other. I waited for Anna to tell them it wasn't a polite thing to do when
Toby leaned away from James and exclaimed loudly:

   "Guacamole!"

   "What?" James asked.

   "David said I shouldn't cuss so much," he answered.  "He said I should
try saying `guacamole' instead of...you know what."

   "What?" James repeated.

   "You know.  I'm trying to say guacamole instead of `what the..." He
looked at me again.  "...instead of `what the f-word!'"

   Caitlyn evidently knew too.  She started giggling again and she infected
Iain and the two of them passed it on to me and Anna and last James and
Toby.  I never did learn what caused Toby to exclaim "Guacamole".

   And that was still the mood when four of us ended up in the same bed, a
freshly made one in an unused bed chamber.  I had asked James and Toby to
make themselves scarce and they had disappeared into their bedroom shortly
after dinner.  Anna led me by the hand into the room and Caitlyn and Iain
followed.  We were all dressed as we had been during dinner: wearing
nothing but loincloths.  We started toward the bed but Iain caught
Caitlyn's arm.

   "Kate, would you take your hair out of a ponytail," he asked.  "It's
beautiful and I'd like to see it loose."

   She turned her back to him, told him to do it, and he fumbled but he
managed to untie her ponytail.  She shook her head wildly and her hair fell
into long straight golden tresses, some down past her breasts in front.  I
looked at Anna and lifted my eyebrows.  She turned her back to me and I
released her dark hair.  It was shorter than Caitlyn's and had a natural
wave to it.  Since the first time I saw her without her baseball cap, I had
thought her hair was beautiful and suited her perfectly.  She shook her
head too and then grinned at me.

   I heard a shriek and then more giggling and when I turned around,
Caitlyn was pretending to fight off Iain.  "Iain goosed me, Mama," she
said. "He's bad."

   Anna played Mama to perfection.  "Be good, Iain, or I'll make you go
straight to bed," she said.

   At Aimee's instructions, Caitlyn crawled in the bed first, Iain second,
me third, and Anna last.  Iain and I were flat on our back and close
together but in opposite directions, with pillows under our heads, our
loincloths covering our good parts.  Caitlyn and Anna were on each side of
us, sitting or kneeling as women do so well, knees bent, feet under their
butts.

   Aimee began.  "Caitlyn, Anna tells me you want to improve your sexual
activities with Iain.  Is that correct?"

   "Yes, Aimee, I want Iain to love me but sometimes I don't know what to
do when we're making love.  I don't know what I'm supposed to do and he
doesn't want to tell me."

   "Caitlyn, you know I must never reveal what occurs in the bed chamber
where you and your husband sleep," Aimee said.  "In this bed chamber, do I
have your permission to advise you in ways you might make him happier with
you and you with him?  David and Anna are going to demonstrate what I
recommend.  I hope you and Iain will follow their example.  Will you do
that?"

   "Yes, Aimee, we will," Iain said, and then looked at Caitlyn.  She
answered yes in a little girl's soft voice and then giggled again.

   "Then the first thing I want you to do is to put your hand under your
husband's loincloth and hold what you find there.  Don't do anything to it.
Just hold it until you feel it change."

   Anna slid her hand under my loincloth, wrapped it around my penis, and
held it.  It was warm and engorged but still soft.  The touch of her hand
provoked it and within a few seconds it was almost as large as it gets but
not quite as hard.

   Anna and I watched Caitlyn reach under Iain's loin cloth.  She sat there
for a moment and then began to smile.  I suppose Iain's penis had reacted
the same way mine did.

   "Caitlyn, from your smile, I assume you are holding something that has
just enlarged in your hand," Aimee said.  "Think about what has just
happened.  A woman holds a power over a man from which he has no defense.
Just the touch of your hand has made him want you and wanting you has made
his penis get ready to penetrate you.  You hold that power, Caitlyn.  Never
forget it."

   "I won't," Caitlyn whispered, and then giggled again.

   "David and Iain, would you please remove your loin-cloths?" Aimee asked.


   I untied mine, lifted my butt, and Anna whisked it out of the way.  I
looked at Iain and saw his penis was about the same as mine: lying on his
stomach and almost hard but not yet standing up in the air.

   "Now look at his testicles," Aimee said.  "Touch them gently with your
fingers.  Lean over and look closely at them.  His scrotum is a marvelous
mechanism for regulating the temperature of his testicles.  Did you know
that his testicles must be cooler than his body in order to produce sperm?
Without viable sperm, there cannot be babies.  Get to know his testicles.
They can give you what you want.  You do want to have children with Iain;
don't you?"

   "Yes, but just not right now," Caitlyn whispered.

   I lay there and enjoyed Anna playing with my testicles and watched
Caitlyn playing with Iain's.  Anna leaned over and gave each of my
testicles a kiss.  My penis ratcheted up a notch.  We both looked at
Caitlyn to see what she would do.  She gave both of Iain's testicles a kiss
and then, very provocatively looking at me, licked both of them.  Anna
followed her example and licked both of mine.

   "I like Iain's tolos," she said and giggled again.  "They really are
shaped more like eggs than balls; aren't they?"

   I thought Aimee was doing a great job of slowly leading us on.  From the
smile on Anna's face, I assumed she was enjoying playing as much as I was.
I could have done without Caitlyn's teen-girl giggling but I was glad to
see her relaxed with us.

   Aimee waited for the giggling to stop and then gave the ladies another
task to do.

   "Now wrap your hand around his penis and slide it up and down a few
times.  It is another marvelous mechanism.  The blood flow in it is
regulated to permit the retention of blood in three cavernous bodies.  It
becomes erect in order to transmit his sperm into your vagina.  You are the
one who has caused that to happen, Caitlyn.  You hold the power to do this.
It is like a miracle; isn't it?"

   Anna's warm hand gently moving up and down on my penis alternately
covering and uncovering the red head was enough to make it ratchet up
another notch.  It felt stiff enough to deliver a big load to her vagina. I
already wanted to do just that.  I wanted to fuck her up the wall and
across the ceiling and down the wall again.

   Once, after Anna had joined me in our new world, when she and I were
still new to each other, she had said something to me after a wild bout of
making love in our bed chamber.  I had been completely lost in the wonder
of fucking her and had surrendered to the beast in me.  We were in the
missionary position, me on top, her beneath, her arms around my chest, her
ankles locked over my ass.  My arms were partially under her back and my
hands were cupped around her shoulders, trying to hold her in place.  My
knees and toes were pushing at the mattress for traction.  I was wildly
thrusting every centimeter of my penis into her hot and wet vagina.  When I
came, I felt like I was emptying my balls and my heart and my brain into
her.

   Afterwards she had said she felt like she was going to be driven across
the bed by my thrusts, up the wall behind her, across the ceiling of our
bed alcove, head first down the other wall, and back to the center of the
mattress.  I had apologized and asked if I was too rough on her.  She had
answered that she loved hanging on and going for a ride with me shoving my
dick in her.  She said that if I had hurt her too much she would have just
bitten me harder.  Bitten me?  I looked at both shoulders.  On one I saw a
clear imprint of her teeth.  On the other I saw her teeth marks and there
was a little blood on my shoulder.  I had not even been conscious of being
bitten.

   "Now, Caitlyn, I want you to do something that is extremely important,"
Aimee said.  "Men are always a little unsure of themselves in sexual
matters.  In spite of their bravado, there's always a young boy in them,
insecure and innocent and shy.  They want a woman to accept their male
sexuality with love and with enthusiasm.  They want a woman to approve of
their maleness.  This is one way to show that you accept it.  Take the head
of his penis in your mouth and just hold it.  It's clean.  It has fewer
germs than your mouth does."

   I watched and felt Anna take the head of my penis in her mouth.  I
watched Caitlyn follow her example.

   After a moment, Caitlyn took her mouth off Iain's penis.  "It tastes
sweet," she said.  "Is that his come, I mean, his semen?"

   "No, Caitlyn," Aimee said.  "At this stage, what you taste is probably a
pre-ejaculate fluid which comes from the Cowper's glands.  It lubricates
his urethra and helps in ensuring fertilization.  From Iain's diet, his
semen probably will also taste slightly sweet."

   "But I don't want his stuff...his semen, in my mouth," Caitlyn said and
then put her mouth back over the head of Iain's penis.

   "Caitlyn, that is something for you to decide," Aimee said.  "It is not
part of what I had planned for tonight."

   Even though Iain and I were lying in opposite directions, our hips were
almost side by side.  The way Caitlyn and Anna were laying, I couldn't see
Anna's face but I could see Caitlyn's.  I could see her eyes looking at me
while Iain's dick was in her mouth.  I winked at her and, a moment later,
she winked back.  I stuck out my tongue at her and waited.  She took her
mouth off Iain's penis long enough to stick out her little pink tongue at
me.  I stuck out my tongue again and simulated licking something.  She
grinned slightly, shook her head no, and took his penis in her mouth again.
Then she surprised me.  She took her mouth off Iain's penis for a moment,
held her mouth in a big O, winked at me again, and then wrapped her lips
around Iain's dick again.  Damn, she might be shy but she was a born cock
tease.

   Anna's hand moved slowly up and down on my penis and her mouth sucked
gently on the head with each stroke.  I wondered if she had forgotten that
she was supposed to wait for Aimee to tell us what to do next.  I looked at
Caitlyn and she was doing the same thing to Iain but she had turned her
head so that she was now looking at him.

   "Caitlyn, a man likes to have a woman do what you are doing," Aimee
said. "They want you to be the one who initiates sexual play sometimes. 
Look at Iain's face.  See his smile.  It shows that you are pleasing him."

   Aimee let Anna and Caitlyn have their way with me and Iain while we lay
there, hands behind out head, eyes closed, grinning slightly.  Anna was
certainly pleasing me.  I was glad she was doing it slowly.  I wanted to
play some more before I came.

   "Caitlyn, David and Anna are going to demonstrate something that all
young couples like to try: pleasing each other at the same time," Aimee
said.  "There is just one thing wrong with it.  When you do it with Iain,
see if you can guess what it is."

   Aimee didn't tell Anna what to do but Anna knew what was expected.  She
straddled me in the classic sixty-nine position.  I knew what to do too.  I
lifted my head and gave her pussy a few tentative licks.  When I looked to
the side, Caitlyn was on top of Iain with her mouth on his penis.  Iain's
face was buried between her thighs.  I returned my attention to Anna.  What
Anna was doing to my penis and what I was doing to her pussy was certainly
pleasing me.

   Aimee let us play for a moment and then asked us all to stop.

   "Caitlyn, why did you push back the foreskin of Iain's penis?"

   "I thought he would enjoy it more that way," she answered.  "I know how
sensitive the head is and how his foreskin protects it.  I'm not a complete
dummy when it comes to men."

   "That is true, Caitlyn," Aimee said, "but you also have a protective
hood over your clitoris.  When Iain licked you, did he push that hood back
in order to reach your clitoris with his tongue?"

   She must have had to think for a moment.  "No, I don't think so."

   "Caitlyn, your clitoris is analogous to the head of Iain's penis but it
smaller and more sensitive.  His tongue is perfectly suited for stimulating
your clitoris.  It is well lubricated and is soft and smooth.  As part of
your foreplay, oral sex is a very good way to please each other.  But it is
better when you do it alternately, not at the same time."

   "But does he really like it, I mean, licking me?" she asked.  "I don't
want him to think I'm...nasty or something down there and maybe I smell
bad."

   "Lovers should always make sure their genitals are clean before having
sex," Aimee said.  "Your vagina exudes a lubricant which will permit easier
entry of his penis.  It has a distinctive odor which most men find very
arousing.  Are you ready to continue?"

   She got four yeses or grunts or nods and then continued.

   "Anna, would you show Caitlyn how you perform oral sex on David for a
minute or so," Aimee said.  "When I call time, I want you to change your
positions so David and Iain can perform oral sex on you and Caitlyn.  I
believe David and Iain both know how to move your clitoral hood out of the
way so their tongues come in contact with your clitorises."

   While Anna was sucking my dick, I watched Caitlyn sucking Iain's.  She
was kneeling between Iain's legs and her little fanny was just a couple of
feet away from my head.  I had a good view between her thighs of her little
closed virginal-looking mound, a little crease with little wet-looking lips
protruding.  I looked down at Anna and knew she saw where I had been
looking.  With my dick still in her mouth she shook her head.  I was caught
in the act and I grinned helplessly at her.  She took her mouth off my dick
long enough to smile back at me.  I didn't feel like apologizing.  After
all, I was just a man.

   Iain and I both knew our role in our little play.  We had agreed that
this would be a good point at which to give Caitlyn and Anna an orgasm.  We
were both hoping it would not be their last for the night.

   When Aimee called time, Anna and Caitlyn changed their positions so they
were side by side and both lying on their backs in the same direction.  I
moved between Anna's legs, Iain moved between Caitlyn's and, side by side,
we started.  I glanced over once and saw that indeed Iain remembered how to
expose a woman's clitoris to his tongue.  He had his thumbs on each side of
her mound and her little red button was exposed: swollen and wetly shining.

   Aimee was right.  It didn't take long.  I think Caitlyn came first but I
was so immersed in what I was doing to Anna that I didn't even hear her or
maybe it was Anna's moans which drowned out Caitlyn's.  When I finally
looked up, Iain was on his knees looking down at Caitlyn.  It was obvious
from her face that she had come and probably come hard.  I looked down at
Anna and saw her face in that same Mona Lisa smile, like Leonardo had his
head under her skirt and she had just come.

   "I am going to ask David and Iain to delay their orgasms for just a
little longer," Aimee said.  "David is going to demonstrate one more
position which both a man and a woman can enjoy.  David, would you get
behind Anna and insert your penis into her vagina?"

   Would I?  You're damn right I would.  I was so horny I would probably
have tried to stick it in her ear if I could.  I scrambled around behind
Anna, lifted her right leg, probed with my dick, and then felt her fingers
guiding the head to the sweet spot.  Her pussy was drooling as I pushed my
dick into her.  Finally I was where I had wanted to be for too long.  I
eased into and out of her and watched Iain doing the same with Caitlyn. 
The little split in her mound was stretched around his penis with a little
pink showing where the lips came together.

   "Anna, can you lean back and put your right arm around David's neck?"
Aimee asked.  She could and did.

   "Now, David, see what you can reach with your mouth," Aimee said.

   I knew what I could reach.  I leaned forward and Anna met me in an
open-mouthed kiss.  I twisted downward and took one little erect nipple
between my lips and sucked on it.  Anna groaned.  I remembered that I was
supposed to be fucking her so I started slowly and gently thrusting into
her.

   I looked at Iain and Caitlyn.  They were in a mirror position and Iain
had his lips over one of Caitlyn's nipples.  She barely had breasts but her
nipples stood up enough for any baby to suck on.

   "David, would you use your fingers to stimulate Anna's clitoris?" Aimee
asked.

   I had made love to Anna often enough like this and I knew how to please
her.  I eased my fingers down around the shaft of my penis, pulled part way
out of her, and transferred some of her juices from my penis to my fingers.
I wanted two well-lubed fingers to use when I gently stroked her clitoris.
She usually came very quickly when I did it right.  I did it just right
this time.  I quickly had her moaning and groaning again and then I felt
her internal muscles clenching and then relaxing.

   I couldn't wait any longer.  I was desperate to come myself and I knew
that we had done everything that Anna and Aimee had planned.  All that was
left now was for me and Iain to get on top in the best-of-all missionary
positions and give them the coup de gras or maybe the coup de dick.  I
couldn't keep myself restrained any longer.  I had to let my beast loose.

   I scrambled around again, pushed Anna down flat on her back, kneed her
legs apart, and had my dick in her pussy within seconds after she came.  I
had been hard and wanting too long and I wrapped her up in my arms, used my
knees and toes for traction, and shoved my dick in her without mercy until
I poured out what felt like a gallon of semen right on her cervix.

   Anna liked me to keep my penis in her vagina until it softened and I did
too and so I held myself up off her with my arms and slowly relaxed.  When
I finally rolled off her and flopped down beside her, I glanced at Caitlyn
and Iain.  He was already on his back and she was lying half on him with
her milky-white little ass toward me.  At Anna's instructions, I had cached
a bunch of dry washcloths under the corner of the mattress.  I found them
and passed them out for everybody.  I knew Anna liked to keep something
handy so her overflow didn't mess the bed.  I didn't know about Caitlyn.  I
lifted up and looked.  She had one between her legs.  So did Anna.  Iain
was wiping his dick with one.  I wiped off my dick, fell back down beside
Anna, and closed my eyes.

   I was about to fade into sleep when Caitlyn surprised me again.  She
crawled over Anna on her hands and knees, leaned over, and kissed her
gently on the lips.  I heard her whisper, "Thank you, Anna," and then she
turned to me.  When she kissed me on the lips, I grabbed her behind her
head, opened my mouth, and gave her a little touch of tongue.  The surprise
came when she gave me a little tongue in return.  She whispered, "Thank
you, David," and then did something that was more shock than surprise.

   I felt the silken tresses of her hair trail down over my chest and
stomach and lifted my head to see what she was doing.  I couldn't see for
all the golden hair but I felt her hand lifting my swollen penis and
pushing the foreskin back and her hot little mouth all around the head. 
She lifted her head, threw her hair back, winked at me, and crawled back
over Anna to Iain.  He was waiting for her.  He smiled at me and winked
too. Maybe he had put her up to doing it.

   We slept four to a bed that night.  I was very careful to keep Anna in
front of me.  I knew my dick had a mind of its own when it was behind Anna.
I didn't think Caitlyn was ready for it to start sniffing around her ass in
the middle of the night.
   TO BE CONTINUED