Larry Clayton

My Brother's Kids Are Now Mine

Chapters 20-23

Chapter Twenty

"So… it's OK if he does sex with Joey, but it's not for us? That sucks! Joey's not even family. It's not right that Korey does it with him, either…'cause Kor's over 18 now, and Joey isn't!… at least until he got 'mancipated."

"Duh, Little Brother! Kor shouldn't be doing stuff with us either, if that's the basis of your argument! Kor is like Dad's partner, and just 'cause he turned 18 doesn't change the fact that we were all kids when we started together in scouts and during babysitting. Dad waited till Kor was old enough before he did anything with him. The rest of us have been pressing Dad way too hard just to satisfy our own pleasure needs. That's the part that ain't fair! We're the ones trying to break Dad down. All he's tried to do it keep us protected, and to take no chances about legally losing us…and believe me, it's because he loves us so much. It's sure not because he doesn't want to love us that way. He wants to so bad that he can taste it! You gotta understand that, Case…you gotta!"

"I guess you're right, Eaton… I gotta think of him, too… not just me! Thanks, Bro… I figure I can handle it now. But to be honest… I wish Dad could stop worryin' about bein' found out! None of us would even think about callin' the cops or nuthin'! Shit! I want Daddy to love me that way more than anything! I want us all to be free to share any way we wanna!"

"Well, Case… maybe someday we can. I hope so, too. Maybe if Dad can work it out, it'll happen. But for now, just don't take it as a personal thing against you."

"OK… but are you gonna stop pushin' him too? 'Cause if you still do things… I'm gonna try too!"

"Tell ya what! Maybe we both ought'a talk to Dad and let him know how we're thinkin' and feelin'. Maybe he'll have a good suggestion on how to handle it the best. What'a ya say, Bro?"

"I say… yeah! Daddy'll be fair in how he figures it out for us! That's cool!"

The boys cuddled close and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms; no longer feeling like something was going to tear them apart through unfounded jealousy.

Meanwhile, over at the condo…

"I'm so happy that I'm legally an adult now, Kor… you and I can be as free as we want to be because there's no longer an age problem."

"Yeah, Joey… that part's right! But… uh… what about the fact that Larry and I are kind'a like 'married', sort'a? I mean… I know Larry's given us permission and all, but… it's only because he is so tied up with school things and other parts of his busy schedule that he knows we both to be taken care of more than he's able to do. Yeah, I said both of us… and not just me! He loves us both that much, Joey!"

"Both of us? Fuck that noise! I betcha he's thinking about a change of job and movin' to a different state just so he gets you back all to himself! He's just being tolerant of us doin' it until he can fuck it all up by moving away with you!"

"G D It, Joey! That's bullshit, and you know it! Haven't you figured it out yet? As far as Larry is concerned, we're a threesome! Fuck, Dude! Why the hell do you think he pushed your chances for emancipation so hard and fast? Why do you think he made you the new Student Director? Why does he have you watch the boys so often, allowing you to train them in scouting… or let you have the condo? Then there's the part of working for you to be able to keep Billy, and even finding you a job to help you meet the self-supporting clause! You're just as much a part of this family as I am. Use your brain, Slick!"

(A couple minutes of total silence, and then a light bulb goes on over Joey's head…) "I guess that if there was a way for him to accomplish it, he'd even take me and Billy with you guys, huh!"

"Either that, Joey, or he'd decide to stay here and take his chances on being 'outed' and ruined, rather than having to split us all up! Go figure! That's how much Larry loves all of us, Man! You're finally getting the picture!"

"Uh…Kor? I'm all settled about that stuff now… but are you still comfy about us doin' it… I mean, if you'd rather wait for Larry to satisfy you, I'll understand!"

"If Larry didn't think of us as a threesome, I'd feel like I was being a little unfaithful… but like I told ya, he approves… so, let's just settle back, have a time of warm-up exercises, and then get to business! This time, I think I can best use that eight inches [20 cm] of hot bliss exploring the cave at the southern end of my own coastline."

Needless to say, (I know, you'd love a detailed account right now…but maybe later;) The next hour or so was filled with pure lust and racing hot blood of two teen-aged horn dogs doin' what cums naturally!

But we almost forgot about Billy over at Mrs. Gillis's place. After all, now that he has been part of the discussion group and realizes he won't be staying at Mikey's house for the next four years or so, he has to figure how to tell Mikey. Mrs. G. has allowed them to watch a DVD before bedtime, but has now made it clear that time's up. She sends them upstairs for the night…

"Uh… Mikey? Think your Mom would mind if we shared a room tonight? We gotta talk, Bud!"

"I dunno about all night! CPS might not like it if you don't use your own room. They sounded pretty rigid on that requirement when they told Ma about supervising us."

"But… uh… this is real important! What if I sneak in for about an hour or so, then?"

"Go put your pillows under your blankets in case Ma comes up to check on you. She never comes in here anymore, specially since the night she walked in on me and found me jerkin' off. That was funny, 'cause she hadn't realized I was getting' that old already! She looked so embarrassed!"

Billy went to his own room, rearranged his pillows to look as if he was under the covers, and stripped to his boxers. Just then, Mrs. G. called his name from the hallway…

"Billy…you just about ready to turn out the light? There's school tomorrow, and you need your sleep!"

'Yes, Ma'am, just crawlin' in! (Light goes out;) G'night, Mrs. G., and thanks so much for havin' a place for me! I do appreciate it…a lot!"

As Billy hears Mrs. G. check on Mikey too, and then head downstairs to her own bed, he tip-toes out of his darkened room and across the hall to Mikey's room…

"PSSST… Mikey, OK for me to come in now?"

"Yeah, Man! Shut and lock the door. She won't be back up here now, unless she hears a lot of racket. Crawl in with me, Dude! By the way… ditch those boxers! No one is allowed to wear anything under my sheets!"

"You mean… you let other guys in here?"

"Nope… just you; but you're still required to be nude like me!"

Billy gets into bed next to Mikey, both boys lying on their backs, staring at the ceiling… but wishing the other would make the first move that might relax them both enough to begin what each knew was on the agenda… either during the conversation, or immediately after it.

Mikey asked Billy to spill the beans about what was so important that he needed to talk tonight. Billy told him all about the talk that the 'fam' had earlier… and that Joey was now emancipated, and was gonna try hard to get Billy under his supervision instead of being a foster kid until he became of age…

"AW, SHIT! That means you and me ain't gonna be permanent roomies, doesn't it, Billy! I was really counting on havin' a foster brother for a long time… especially one who likes the same games I do! Any idea how long we do got?"

"Nu-uh! All I know is Joey needs a job before they'll let me go live with him. I really wanna be with him… he IS my brother! But to be honest, Mikey, I wanna be with you, too! I'm all mixed up right now!"

"Here…maybe this will help."

Mikey reaches over and massages Billy's dick to its full 5.5" glory… which of course starts the flow of Billy's pre-cum that Mikey proceeds to spread all over the enlarging tip and down the shaft. Billy lets out a rather loud moan, and then realizes he better stifle any noises that Mrs. G. could hear from downstairs.

Mikey then turns onto his side facing Billy, and grabs Billy's hand… placing it on the other rigid beauty between the two boys' slightly sweating bodies… all 7 inches [18 cm] of Mikey's hot poker pointing toward Billy's belly button. Billy certainly has no problem deciding how to respond, and pokes Mikey's spear between his legs, just under his balls… and squeezes his thighs together to hold it in place as they both adjust themselves into a grinding hug and heavy kiss. After a few very expressive few minutes, Billy says…

"UH… Mikey? Would you like an even tighter place to put your prick?

"Thought you'd never ask, Billy Boy! Roll over onto your other side. I wanna scoot in, and still be able to play your flute, too!"

"You got enough juice to make it go into me, or do I need to get you wetter first?"

"I'm flowin' pretty good, and it's not like you're a virgin back there, Dude! But just in case… grab that pillow to muffle your mouth if it doesn't go in as easy as I think it will!"

"Hee hee… to think I'm usually the 'top' with Easton and Case… an this time, I'm on the receivin' end. I gotta tell ya, Mikey… other than for Joey, you're the only guy I'd let take my ass this way! Shove that 7" clear up my tunnel as deep and as fast as you can. I'm ready to take my boyfriend any way I can get him!"

(Shoving hard and quick… in one hot jab, slamming his balls against Billy's ass cheeks…) "DAAAAAAAAAAAMNNNNNNN, Billy! You are so fuckin' tight! I love it, Man! I'll hold still for a minute if you need me to! I sure don't wanna wound my best 'boy friend'!"

"Fuck, Mikey… maybe you need a pillow in your mouth! You're louder than me! Now, make this last a long time. I don't know just how many times we'll have together like this. Make it really count! But remember… I give back whatever I get! You ain't keepin' me as your bitch! We're gonna keep each other busy for as long and as often as we can before I get yanked away!"

"Somehow, I already knew that, Billy Boy! Besides, I can't believe you'd only allow me and Joey back here… I've seen Eaton's and Case's cocks, too. I bet they get their chances. You're too hot to let them pass!"

"But sayin' what I did got you to take me pretty fast! It worked on you!"

"It wasn't what you said, Billy… it was one look at the bull's-eye that made me spring my arrow into the target so fast! (Giggle*) I'm so glad you live here… even if it isn't for years to come. Never fear… you'll have as many chances at me. We're equals, you and me!"

"Glad to know that, Horn Toad, but keep it quiet and flood my ass with your proof of ownership, and then get ready to get payment for the deed in return! We gotta get done before your Mom wanders the halls again!"

Sure enough, Mikey slowly built from easy goin' to fuckin' fury, causing Billy to moan and squeal into his pillow. Mikey decided not to jerk Billy off at the same time, because he knew it would cause a shortage of supply for the exchange of payment in just a few more minutes. Suddenly, though… Mikey shoved in as deep as he could…and froze in position… gasped a huge breath, and like a roman candle, shot spark after spark of fireworks into the waiting channel of milking muscles trying to empty his balls of every drop possible.

As Mikey collapsed onto his back in exhaustion, Billy wasted no time in lifting Mikey's legs to his shoulders, and without allowing any recovery time of his boyfriend's body… plunged into the heavenly chasm awaiting Billy's cock. Mikey was so drawn of energy that all he could do is grunt as Billy hit bottom. Billy physically wrapped Mikey's legs around his waist in hope that Mikey could grab hold and enjoy the ride. Mikey did manage to accomplish the hold, and Billy leaned forward to kiss Mikey and search his mouth by tongue as Billy continued to build his speed between Mike's legs. It didn't take Billy too long to reach the point of no return because he was still so turned on by the fucking he had just received… and… and… then… with the power of a fireman's hose at a huge blaze… Billy's blast of hot cum flew into Mikey's backside in tremendous force.

Mikey buried his face in his pillow just in time to cover up an animalistic howl of pleasure that otherwise might be heard across the street at the neighbor's. As soon as the boys figured out just how intense that noise was…

"God, Billy… I wish you could stay all night… but Ma could'a heard that, and she might come up and check things out! Get the hell back to your own bed before she heads this way!"

"You're probably right! I don't wanna go either, but we could be up shit creek if I don't. I'll be quiet… no door slammin' or nuthin'! Se ya in the morning! Thanks, Man! That was the greatest!"

"You're more that welcome, but move your ass before it's too late!"

Billy managed to get back to his own bed just as Mrs. G. hit the upstairs landing. She opened Mikey's door, and stuck her head in…

"You OK in here, Mikey, Dear?"

"Yeah, Ma… just a little nightmare thing. I'm fine now… G'night, Ma!"

"Good night, Son… oh when are you going to remember to put your boxers in the laundry basket? Pick them up in the morning, Dear."

After she closed Mikey's door, Mrs. G. didn't bother to check on Billy because she was satisfied by what Mikey told her, and went back to her own room for the night.

The next day at school, after Band was over, and Larry was in his office again, Joey found Korey in the hallway on route to Senior rehearsals for graduation in the auditorium…

"Hey Kor… got a sec?"

"Sure, Joey… what's up?"

"Did you see how terrible Larry looked during Band practice today? He's really torn up over all this, isn't he?"

"Yeah… I noticed, but I hoped the other kids didn't. I caught Larry in his office just before I left class, and I suggested he make another phone call to that Pastor Dave fella… to see if that might help. He told me he would during his prep period, so I left it at that. Maybe when you see him at lunch… if he still seems stressed, you might ask him if he's made the call yet…OK, Joey?"

"Sure I will, Kor! I'm just as concerned as you are. I hate seein' Larry this way!"

The rest of the class day for Mr. F. would normally be filled with Drama classes and related shop time for building sets and stuff. But because the Musical was over, and Mr. Jacobs, the Principal had allowed the performing students to shift over to study hall (to make up missed class assignments) as an appreciation for all their good work… which in turn gave Mr. F. time for concentrating on the Graduation program and other projects he had left undone during the draining production schedule.

So, Larry took Korey's advice and called Pastor Dave again…

"Hi Pastor Dave… Larry Freeburg here! Uh… OK, I guess! That's sort'a why I called. Things are beginning to snowball in my head. I gotta decide what I'm gonna do. I only have till Monday to make up my mind about next year's contract. I know the kids want me to stay, but I also know that as soon as Korey moves in with me after graduation, tongues will wag, and all shit could hit the proverbial fan… ruining my chances to be who I really am. If only I had a better idea about those schools you suggested, and my chances of getting hired. Any suggestions?"

"Well, Larry… just to let you know, I have already sent support letters to all those campus Administrators explaining that they might be hearing from you… along with my endorsement of your fine skills and high qualifications as I know them to be… and of course, about the state-wide recognition of the results achieved by your students. So if you see fit to write or phone them, they are expecting the contact, and I'm certain they will each be listening positively to what you say. No promises from me about the hiring part, but at least the door is open for your attempt. It's up to you now! You're the one that needs to put out the fleece and test for dew drops!"

"But Pastor Dave… I wouldn't have an answer by Monday no matter how fast I got letters to all those Chancellors. That's what scares me about telling my current Principal no thanks on a renewal."

"Larry, my friend… ever heard of a step of faith? Maybe God is asking you to trust Him, no matter what. You remember the story of Moses… how he was told by God to open the Jordan's waters by having the priests walk into the river, and then for everyone to step across on dry ground… even though the waters were at the highest point of annual flow? (The first time…at the Sea, God did the opening, but not the second time.) What if God is asking you to step into the waters and watch Him do His job for you? Are you willing to trust Him that much?" If God wants to close the door at this school, He is going to open the window at another institution. He wants you to succeed, not fail and disappear into nowhere! I believe that…do you?"

"I hadn't figured it that way, Pastor… but I promise you this much… that I will spend some time dwelling on what you just said before Monday gets here. Please pray for me and my family all week-end."

"Larry… I already have, and will continue to do more. I do have a good feeling about the possible results. Maybe that's because I trust God to be His real self… and want the same for you, my friend. Trust and be blessed! Good Bye!"

Following that discussion, Larry seemed to be feeling an inner tug to write each of the educational institutions that Pastor Dave had written down for him at their first meeting. Larry found the slip of paper in his briefcase, and read it over again. Interestingly, something that he hadn't noticed the first time seeing it… Pastor Dave had also included the Chancellors' names and e-mail addresses on the list, which was surely in anticipation of the possibility of immediate contact being necessary. So Larry wasted no time in composing a message to send to each College individually… better than one letter CC'd to all six places… 'much more professional', was Larry's thinking at this point.

Remember that these were the Institutions on the list:

Bard College — Annandale-on-Hudson, New York
Hobart College — Geneva, New York
St. Augustine's — Chicago, Illinois
Canterbury College — Windsor, Ontario
St. John's Univ. of Manitoba — Winnipeg
Trinity College — Toronto

As soon as he pushed the button, Larry looked upward and whispered a short prayer-like thought in that direction…

"Uh… I think I'd actually like the Chicago gig, or even the Toronto area… but if I have anything in the way of input… I sure would be leery of raising kids in New York, just in case you'd like to know!"

The final bell of the school day rang out just as Larry finished with his computer chore. He heard a knock at his office door. It was Principal Jacobs…

"Larry… may I see you in my office in a few minutes, please?"

"Of course, Burt… be right there as soon as I put this stuff away."

Just so no one could possibly stumble onto anything related to his seeking other employment, he locked the hard copy of his e-mail and the list of colleges in his briefcase, and put the e-file into a privately secured code folder on the hard disk. Then he headed to Burt's office, wondering why he was being summoned there instead of Burt just talking in Larry's office casually. He felt his heart move a bit closer to his throat as he began thinking all sorts of negative possibilities. But, Burt didn't seem angry or disturbed when he requested Larry's presence. Maybe this was nothing at all! Larry decided to relax and go with the flow.

He arrived at Burt's open door… the secretary being away from her desk…

"Mr. Jacobs… I'm here."

"Come on in, and close the door, Larry. Drop the 'Mr.' thing… the students aren't around to hear us being less formal."

"Thanks, Burt. What's on your mind?"

"It's about your contract for next year, Larry. I have to present all contracts to the District School Board on Monday, and I notice yours isn't signed yet. I'm hoping that it's just a matter of the busy schedule you've been tied to."

"Uh…Burt… uh…"

"What is it, Man? You want more salary? More equipment and supplies for the kids? Bigger budgets for Music and Drama? What? Anything you want that I can drag out of the Board! I want you to stay! The entire community appreciates your work and the results, too. God, Man… write your ticket!"

"I'm not like that, Burt…and you know it! You've already done more for my kids and programs than anyone would hope for. And it surely has nothing to do about my income. I'd teach these students for free if the budget ever got cut! I love my job! But that's not the issue…"

"Then what the cobb is it? I'm at a loss here, Larry… and I'm not comfortable being on the short end!"

"I am truly sorry, Burt. I had no intention waiting this long to get it together. I couldn't even make up my own mind, let alone clue you into what's going on in my heart. Please don't take it as my desire to keep you in the dark. We've been friends way too long for that to even be possible!"

"No offense taken, then… but please give me something to put a handle on all this. I want to help you, Man… not play Administrator over some uncaring teacher who can't be bothered with deadlines and policies. Yes…we're friends first… you can trust that!"

"Alright, Burt… here goes… this isn't easy, but it's time it was dealt with properly." (Deep inhale and sigh…) "I am going to be having a new room mate, Burt. Uh… more like a new spouse, actually. Right after graduation, my new love is moving into my home with me."

"Hey…that's good news! You are finally getting married! How 'bout that! So, what's the problem with that, Lar?"

"Burt… it's a former student… and I don't want the school to be dragged into a bad situation because I choose to be my real self."

"Uh… I'm lost again! If the former student is old enough now to be married, then so what?"

"Burt… the student's name is Korey."

"I know several nice young ladies named Corrie… that still doesn't cause problems as I see it. Corrie who?"

"Not C-O-R-R-I-E, Burt… K-O-R-E-Y!"

"O M G, you mean… our Drum Major…your Student Assistant…that Korey?"

"Yes, Burt… HIM! Korey Prince… My Korey! My Prince Charming to be exact. He's eighteen already, and we've just been waiting until he no longer attends school here to move in together and be share a lifetime."

Total silent shock sets in for a few moments before Burt says a word…

"Uh… Lar… As far as I am personally concerned, what you two do to realize true happiness is none of my business. In fact, if that float5s your boat, then privately, I'll be supportive of both of you in any way I can. I hope you know that about my friendship for you, and respect for your choices. But…"

"Yes, Burt… I know there's a but…! I guess that's why I hadn't signed the contract yet. I didn't want you or the school to get hit by any flying fan shit because of gossip and local attitudes against what is now legal in California Law. All you have to say when asked is that I decided for personal reasons to not renew my contract… and leave it at that. No one involved with the school in any way has to ever know what my reasons are. That way, no embarrassment need be felt by the District, the School, or the Staff… and especially the students!. They're my real concern in all this."

"Damn it all, anyway! I wish it didn't have to come to this, Larry. I want you here. You've never ever mistreated a student, or hinted to a class that being gay was an agenda to follow, or anything of the sort. Besides, you've done miracles with the programs here. If there was any way… I mean any way…"

"I know you'd stick your neck in a guillotine for me, Burt, but I can't let you do that! You don't deserve it. Let's just say I'm taking a small step of faith that there's something out there that will allow me to be me, and Kor and I to be us!"

"I don't want to, but I will hand your contract in unsigned… but I will not tell the Board that I have any idea why you made the decision to leave us. No one will ever hear a word from me of what you just told me. I owe that much to you and your reputation, Lar. And if you need references, you will get the best I can give. I promise you that with a free heart."

"Thank you Burt, for understanding… and still caring so much. I will cherish our friendship forever! I'll make sure my desk is cleared out the day after graduation… before Kor and I make his move to my place. I better leave now, or I'll break down like a baby. These are my kids. I'll miss them!"

On his way back to his office, Larry was pleasantly surprised that he didn't feel depressed or upset that his decision was finally clear. In fact, he felt a lot lighter of heart. Maybe he was being blessed because he took that step Pastor Dave had suggested. The week-end was going to be a lot easier to get through than he had figured. That alone gave a better step to his walk on his way to the car, and headed home to his 'fam'.

But on the way to his house, his cell phone rang…

"Hello… Larry here; What? HOW! OMG, not my Casey! Yes, Doc, I'll be there in 10 minutes!… *Click*

Chapter Twenty One

"Just my skateboard, Daddy! I was at the skate bowl after school, 'cause Eaton went to see Billy at Mikey's place… and I figured I could try to copy another guy's tricks. They looked pretty easy; after all, I am pretty good already! Well…… I guess I'm not quite as good as I thought I was! The kid I was copyin' called 911, and here I am."

"Well, Son… at least I'm glad it isn't worse than what it is! I had visions of a real bad accident when the Dr. called. Besides… I think I've mentioned to you before not to go to that bowl alone. What if there had been no one there to get you help? I guess it's too late to worry about that right now, but please, learn from this… for me, OK?"

"Yeah, Daddy. I promise! Dr. said that when you got here, I could go home."

"Alright… I'll get you signed out. I just hope you don't have to miss the last few days of school because of this… because I sure don't want you to be home alone that long. You might be able to handle it, but I don't like the safety issue, no matter how well you could do… and neither Korey or Joey can help out because of testing and all they need to finish up for the year. Just sit here a few more minutes; getting you released shouldn't take too long."

Larry took care of the details, and paid the bill for services rendered. He also asked the Dr. for any specific instructions to follow for the next few days before returning to take Case to the car…

"Daddy? You mad at me?"

"Of course not, Son! I might be a bit disappointed that you went there alone… but accidents do happen, and I can't protect you from life itself. As long as you learn from it, that's all I hope for. Well, that and I also hope it's not too painful for you."

"Right now it don't hurt much. The Doc gave me some kind'a shot so he could yank on my arm to reset it and put it in a cast. He said that I was lucky the bone didn't poke out my skin! Isn't that cool?"

"Yuck! I'm not sure I could have handled it if you had hurt yourself that badly, Son. Just the thought of that makes my stomach churn!"

Another ring of Larry's cell phone interrupted his conversation. It was Eaton calling to ask permission to go camping with Billy and Mikey… since it was Friday, and the week-end had no other plans as far as he knew. Larry asked who the adult would be chaperoning… and Eaton said that Mrs. Gillis's brother was taking the boys to the river running along Redwood State Park near Santa Cruz, and had invited him to go along. Larry told him that Casey had been hurt, but since the week-end allowed Larry to be home with Case, that Eaton shouldn't have to miss out on all the fun because of the accident. Eaton thanked Larry, and made mention that he didn't need to come get any stuff… that the other guys had enough for all of 'em to use… that they'd be back Sunday afternoon in plenty of time to get rest for school on Monday… and then said g'bye, and hung up.

"So, Daddy? Is it gonna be just us for the week-end? Just you and me?"

"Guess it is, Little Man! You'll have me all to yourself for a change… but don't get any ideas that you're in control of your ol'man's every minute! I'll be there for all your needs… but I'm not your live-in slave, Dude!"

(Giggle*…) "Me?… a cute, sweet, innocent, injured kid think that a loving Daddy who really cared would become a servant to his loved little boy? How could you think that of me, Papa Dear?"

That set off a laughing fit from both guys as they pulled into the driveway. Larry turned the car off, and climbed out, going to Case's door and opening it as if to say by his actions that Case couldn't possibly use his left hand to open it himself…

"Poor baby boy… let Daddy help you get out of this big heavy car door. Think you can walk to the house, or shall I carry my cute, sweet…" etc;

… to which Case continued to laugh as the two of them entered the front door ( that Larry made Casey left-handedly open for him, by the way!).

Feeling a little weary and a bit affected by the shot the Dr. gave him, Case headed for his bed to lay down a while, as Larry fixed him an afternoon snack to hold him till dinnertime. Casey snoozed for almost two hours before Larry heard some crying coming from Case's room. Larry shot upstairs like a bullet!

"What's wrong, Son? I heard you crying. What can I do for you?"

"Daddy… my arm… it's throbbin' an' hurtin' a lot! It woke me up! Do somethin', please!"

"The Dr. said that when the shot wore off, to give you a couple aspirin because he didn't want to keep you sedated at your young age. I'll get you some…. And then we'll try elevating your arm on some pillows, too. I hope it helps enough. That's all I can do unless he tells me differently."

"Then will you sit with me and keep me company till it helps? Daddy, I need you with me!"

"Of course I will, Case! Why wouldn't I?"

"Uh… uh…"

"Let me get those aspirin, and then you better tell me what those 'uhs' mean, Sport! I don't think I like the sound of those!"

Returning with the pills, and propping up Case's arm on pillows, Larry pulls up a chair to the side of the bed, and asks again about those 'uhs'…

"Daddy…don't get upset, but… Eaton and I were gonna ask you sumthin' but he ain't here. So I'm just gonna ask all by myself! Promise me you won't get mad…please?"

"Son… if it's something that really bothers you, there's no way I'll get mad. Please tell me what's on your mind!"

"Do you really love Eaton more than you do me?"

"What? Where'd you get that idea? That's totally not even a possibility, Case. I love you both exactly the same! How'd that even come up as an issue in the first place?"

"I dunno… it's just that sometimes, I think Eaton gets to do stuff you won't let me do…that's all."

"I guess I don't see that happening. I let you join Weblos, so you could go camping like Eaton does. I make sure you get to go places with your school buddies like I do for him. You get to do your sports things, and he gets to do his choices. I try to give you both equal time going places with me, and make sure that Korey or Joey is around for you when I can't be. If there's anything I'm missing here… clue me in, because I do just not understand the problem."

"Daddy, I know you are trying hard to let us know how much you do love us. Eaton told me how hard you try… and that what you do is because you care so much. I know I ought'a understand, and I shouldn't think this way… but I still feel left out a little. Guess I can't help it."

"Oh, Case, my Boy… if you only knew what all I'm doing behind the scenes right now to make things stay good for all three of us… no, for all four of us including Korey, because I do love you so! Please understand that there's nothing I wouldn't do to make sure you never had a moment of bad feelings if I could. Maybe right now it doesn't make sense to you, but hopefully it soon will."

"I hope so, Daddy! I wanna get rid of my feeling this way…I really do. It's just that it's real hard for me to tell you why! If Eaton was here, it'd be easier…maybe! He knows why, 'cause we chatted about it last night. He's the one who suggested we talk to you together."

"God, Son… you're making me think I stabbed you in the heart or something. I'm really worried now! I wish you felt like getting it off your chest while it's just you and me. I thought that by now, you'd trust me enough not to need Eaton to run interference for you. There's absolutely no way I'd ever want to hurt you… you have to believe that!"

"Daddy…I do trust you. Honest! It's not you, really…it's me! I'm the one who wants something you might not be able to give. I guess I'm feeling sorry for myself that I can't have it! I just don't understand why Eaton can, and I can't."

"O M G, Case… Did Eaton tell you about something happening a couple nights ago between him and me?"

"UH… not really. He didn't say a word… not till I mentioned to him that I heard stuff… and… sort'a checked it out for myself!"

At that, Larry's mind clicked as to what Casey was so upset about. With tears in his eyes, he grabbed Casey and drew him into a hug. He ran his fingers through Case's hair and kissed his cheek as he said…

"Oh you poor little sweetheart! I understand now! That should have never happened! It's surely not because I love Eaton more than you… no way, my little Love Bug! I don't even know, myself, why it went that way. Maybe Eaton manipulated me… or maybe I just lost control of what I knew to be wrong… I can't give you a real reason! I wish I had a proper answer. I wish you could have been spared even knowing about it… not because I wanted to hide it from you, but because I… I…"

"Because you really want to share it with me, too? That's what Eaton said… that you wanna, but don't dare! Is he right, Daddy? Is he?"

"I have to be honest, Son… yes! It's a daily struggle not to take you and Eaton both and love you the way you each want. How I love Korey is all legal and nothing to hide from any longer… except that some people will never accept it as right, no matter what the law says. But when Joey entered the picture, I committed something I always promised myself I'd never do! From then on, I've been feeling guilty and dirty… scared of myself and of possibilities around other students… and mostly that I would hurt you two in a way that might scar you both for years to come."

"But Daddy… it can't hurt us when we want it so bad! And we'd never let you get hurt or in trouble either! It'd always stay in our little 'fam', as you call it! It's not like it's just getting' sexed! Even I get enough of that with my new scoutin' pals. If I can understand the difference, you sure gotta! Eaton and Joey do… and so does Korey. I mean, if it's OK for you to love them all the way… especially for Eaton… then I guess that's why I feel kind'a left out."

"Jeesh, Son… that makes me feel like I'm being shoved into a corner. Now I do understand why you feel that way, and it's my fault for it! But do I have to do what I know to be wrong just to prove that I love you equally?"

"No, Daddy… you don't HAVE to… I won't MAKE you if it's really that wrong! But if you WANT to… I'd sure LET you! Really, 'cause I don't think it's wrong! Not if I want it… and it's a 'fam' thing!"

"Son… tell you what! I'll think it over some more. I didn't plan it to happen with Eaton…honest! However, if I share with you, it will be planned, because you already know I want to… it's my own mind I have to settle it for. Can you let me have some time to mull it over?"

"I guess I can do that much! We got all week-end together…alone! Besides, you'll know where to find me when you make up your mind. My arm's gonna keep me here for a while anyway! I think I can go back to sleep now! Love ya, Daddy!"

The next hour or so became a whirlwind of confusion for Larry as he lay on his own bed being tormented by his thoughts. He knew that he could no longer lie to himself by hiding how much he wanted to share in the demonstration of love that Casey wanted. It was so difficult to get past the young age of his son, but there certainly was no question that even at almost ten, this beautiful boy was already very active and very desirous of male attention. After all, Larry had overheard many sessions between him and Eaton… sometimes even standing outside their bedroom listening and trying to visualize the powerful union of brotherhood being expressed without worry of volume or use of descriptive language coming from their side of the door.

To be very honest about it, Larry had to admit that he spent many an hour on his mattress replaying the mental pictures he imagined as he jerked himself to a huge release of man spunk… in the absence of his Korey, of course! But…these were not only kids…but his own sons now! No longer could he throw off his fleeting thoughts as crazy desire over his nephews as a fluke. Larry realized that he had crossed a very dangerous and tightrope-like bridge with 12-year-old Eaton… even if it was Eaton's idea to push it into reality… but now, it was Case at an even more tender age of just short of ten that yanked on his heart and genital-driven emotions.

It almost felt like there were two little beings on his shoulders… fighting to be heard… fighting to be followed; one that said… 'No…no, too young… not right… ruin him for life'; and the other saying… 'he wants it so bad… gonna disappoint him… make him feel unwanted… you rat! … ruin him for life!' The worst part of it all was that as Larry lay there, naked and trying to get to sleep in spite of all this turmoil… his 7½ inches [19 cm] of very thick rigidity was leaking huge amounts of prep sauce that was trying to dictate the outcome of the argument all by itself.

As if someone else was tugging on his manhood, and dragging him to his feet, Larry got out of bed and slowly moved toward Case's bedroom, quietly opened the door, and making sure not to disturb the sleeping boy… ended up at the edge of his bed, just staring at that little sleeping beauty. His eyes became accustomed to the dim light of the room as the moon showed through the partially open blinds. What he began to see more clearly surprised him greatly. Casey had fallen asleep totally naked on top of his sheets… casted arm still on the pillows, and the other arm resting across the little man's forehead, as if it had been wiping tears away from those compelling eyes just before they closed in slumber.

The part that was almost shocking, however, was that Casey's boy cock wasn't nearly as small as Larry thought it would be. In fact, from what Larry could remember from just a couple months ago, it had almost doubled in thickness and certainly had lengthened as well. 'My God', thought Larry… 'He's got a boner even while he's sleeping. It's… it's… beautiful! Damn… that can't be… but yes, there's a small drop of fluid on its tip; gotta be pee! Kid's too young to have… isn't he?'

There was a compelling force drawing Larry closer and closer to that tiny drop… he had no power to stop the drag downward to Case's groin! His hand tenderly reached for the solid tumescence, and taking it gently so as to point directly at Larry's face… his tongue snaked out of his mouth and quickly lapped up that drop of whatever that called for recognition. (New thoughts: 'Dang… it IS…it's pre-cum… it's heavenly! My little Casey has already started puberty. No wonder why he's so darn horny. How can I tell him he has to wait to share his love and needs when he's… uh… especially since he knows Eaton has given me his fluid of life… Case is right… it isn't fair!')

(Giggle*…) "Hi Daddy! I figured you'd be back!"

"Shit! Scare the shit out'a me, why don't ya! I thought you were deeply asleep!"

"Guess I can be in your acting class soon, then…huh! Did you like the taste, Daddy? I got more if you want it!"

"When did you start to have boy juices, Case? You're so young!"

"Just a few days ago… found out when Eaton was suckin' me in a 69-thing. Guess he drew it out'a me. Nice, huh! That's when I asked Eaton if you'd like me better now that I cummed like he did… now that I'm bigger sized too."

"O M G, size and cum has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not I love you, Son! That's so far from the truth! You are so special to me that nothing could make my love stronger. Nothing!"

"But Daddy… you really like Kor's huge 9 inches [23 cm]… and Joey's 8 [20 cm]; and Eaton's got close to five [12½ cm]. Mine was only three [7½ cm] until I worked on it to grow bigger! I figured you'd want me more if it was bigger!"

"Oh Casey…Casey, my sweet dear boy!" (Sitting on the edge of the bed and grabbing Casey in his arms, he continues…) "That's no where near the truth! The real truth is that I have wanted you so badly, but knew that I could lose you and Eaton both if I made my desires known openly! My job, my entire life would have gone in the dumper if anyone ever found out my thoughts. I waited for four years before I could even tell Korey how I felt about him. Even now, my future…our whole family's future is being reshaped because I was finally honest about my love for Kor. Like I said before, if I had even accidentally mentioned that I wanted you boys too… I would have risked losing you both. What else can I say to help you understand it all?"

"Don't say anything else, Daddy! Just go ahead and do what your heart really wants. I'll understand that much better'n all the words! That's why you really came back into my room, anyway…isn't it?"

Larry stared into Case's eyes for a silent moment, and then began to press his lips against Case's… gently at first, but soon overwhelmed by a new compassion and understanding of his desire to satisfy Case's burning need for love… gave in to the call and permission of his son… kissing the young boy to the very extent the youth begged for. Casey melted into his Daddy's arms and the two became enthralled in each other's attention. Larry lay on the bed, reclining on his back, and drew Casey onto his chest as the passion level increased. The final bridge over the chasm of family separation had been crossed once and for all… and both persons realized that there would no longer be any resistance to the bonding of the entire family unit.

But Casey still wanted to show Larry more love than a kiss and grinding 'stiffies' could prove. He figured out that Larry needed nothing more, but the little guy wanted to please his Papa as much as possible, now that Daddy was willing to include his youngest in the family ties. By this time, Larry was so wrapped up in his new found freedom of expression that he didn't realize that Case had changed his position from laying on top of Daddy to straddling him. Sure enough, Casey had raised his little tush upward enough to point Larry's leaking spear directly at Case's rear entrance… and allowing the copious wetness to do its job, began lowering his bubble butt on to probably the thickest rod it had ever accepted so far. (Oh yes, he had taken longer… from Joey, but never as thick as Larry possessed!)

"What the?… Casey! You can't take mine up there! It will rip you apart! Please don't!. I sure don't want you hurt. You don't have to do this to please me, Son!"

"I can too take it Daddy… I want you up there! I want you to gi'me your daddy-cum. Make me happy Daddy! Make me really and totally yours. I got Kor's and Eaton's up there… and I want yours too… so I belong to all of you for good!"

"Son… I'd like nothing better than to make you very happy… but I am afraid that you'll get hurt! Promise me that if it gets too painful…that you'll stop without me having to tell you…at least promise me that…because I know how stubborn you can be! You don't have to do this for my sake!"

"Daddy…I'm doin' this for ME! I promise if it hurts…I'll try again later."

While this little conversation went on, Casey was slowly taking in more and more of Larry's cock…so slowly that Lar didn't realize just how far the kid had already progressed. In fact, the little guy had become skilled enough at hiding his sensation of pain that in a matter of moments, his buns were pressing against Larry's pubes, and a loud sigh of relief escaped Case's throat as he accomplished his mission.

"Well, I'll be damned, Son! You made it! You OK? Any blood? I can't believe you have all of me inside you! But… that's the best ass I've ever felt! I love it, Son… take it easy, or I'll explode before either of us gets enough enjoyment out of this act of true love! That's what this is, you know… your true love for me in your giving of all you have… and me giving of my family jewel box back to you with all my heart!"

"Yes, Daddy… I do know! I feel really fulfilled for the first time in my life! I love you so much, Daddy. Nothing will ever happen that will make me doubt being loved again!"

Not only did the next twenty or thirty minutes seem to go in 'slow motion' like an artistic fantasy film disclosing every detail of a fairy tale love affair… but it also managed to remove any doubt in Larry's mind that this was wrong in any way, as long as it was 'fam' related. He now knew that the morning would not bring guilt and shame. It was none of the outside world's business how this family shared its bonds. There was now total freedom of expression allowable between all four members… mutually desired and unanimously accepted. The circle was now complete.

Then it arrived… that special moment… at almost the same exact minute, as Larry could no longer make it last another second… Casey stiffened and began to shake with complete bodily involvement… and shot off a bigger than boy-sized load of slightly cloudy but still almost clear juice all over Larry's abs, chest and even to his chin… Case's little chute grabbing Larry's cock like a milking machine grabs a cow's teat with every spasm of his pre-teen body's orgasm. Larry in turn immediately began spewing hot man-lava deep into Case's most private and exciting receptacle of love possible. After almost animalistic screams of pleasure filled the room, Case fell forward onto Larry's chest, still having Lar's cock deeply buried inside his body… and the two lay there in ecstasy, trying to regain their ability to breathe… doing so in unity of involuntary muscle movement from head to toe through the recovery process, until they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Casey was the first to awaken in the morning, and began showering kisses and cuddling Larry to a state of awareness of the new day. Soon, the definite fragrances of a fulfilling night of male romance flooded Larry's nose, and he suggested a shower to freshen things up a bit. Case insisted that they share a shower, and Lar, while wrapping the new cast in a plastic bag to protect it from the water, gave no resistance to the suggestion… except that maybe the pleasures of love be postponed at least until the purpose of the shower was fulfilled, and the room was restored to a pleasant residential spot.

After the clean-up detail was accomplished, Larry decided to take Casey out for breakfast instead of messing up the kitchen. Casey joked a bit by teasing Daddy that it was just about like Korey and Lar's 'honeymoon dinner'… 'cept that Papa couldn't marry his own son!' Larry's sense of humor didn't exactly like that comparison, but he didn't make a big deal of it either. So the two dressed casually, but still respectably enough for whatever restaurant they chose, and off they went.

They chose the Bath House Restaurant overlooking 'Lover's Point' at the main beach… not because of the name, but because of the view and the good food. Lar wanted it to feel special to Casey, as something just for the two of them could share as a nice memory. (A MacDonald's breakfast it was NOT!)

Following up with a walk on the beach and a ride on the historic glass bottom swan boat to view the sea life… something Casey had never experienced until now, the newly bonded Father-Son team took a short car ride to a downtown office building…

"Hey, Sport… want to join me in giving Joey the surprise of his life?"

"Sure, Daddy… it's not his birthday, is it?"

"No, Son… nothing like that. But remember the other night, I asked him for $20.00, and he gave it to me."

"Yeah… so?"

"Well… evidently he had forgotten that I told him a while back that I'd sell him the condo for twenty bucks. So I'm going to take that twenty and get the Deed of Trust changed into his name, now that he's emancipated. That way, he and Billy will have a place to live without having to earn rent or mortgage costs. It will certainly make it faster for the Judge to allow Billy to move back with Joey. And you can be my witness and sign the paper with me that it's a real deal…like that?"

"Can I do that as a kid?"

"The Notary's signature will be the legal part needed to seal the deal… but yours will be there to show Joey we all want him to have it. You'll represent the 'fam', since Kor and Eaton can't also be here."

"You mean like I'm as important as they are? COOL! Let's go do it, Daddy!"

The team walked into the Old City Hall tower where the City Clerk's office still kept all the property records of ownership on file. Larry approached the lady at the counter, and asked her to pull his proof of ownership. She asked if he needed a certified copy of it, or what… to which he replied:

"No Ma'am… not exactly! I want to do a transfer of ownership to another party as a tax-free gift. Since there is no Real Estate Agent involved in the gift process, and no value to assign to a simple transfer, all I need is the proper paperwork to fill out, the cost of processing of the documents, and the notarization necessary to make it a legal document of public record."

"Yes sir… we can handle that for you. Do you have the property description and plat number with you?"

"No Ma'am, but I have my proof of identity and the address of the property in question, if you can find the rest by using those."

As soon as the clerk saw Larry's driver's license and recognized his name as being the music teacher at the High School, she quickly pulled the appropriate file folder of paperwork. It took only a few minutes to fill out the proper forms and get the new Deed documented and notarized. The clerk got a chuckle out of Lar's request to add Casey's signature to the witness line, but saw nothing that would not allow it being done, since all the legal portions were covered anyway. She added the Seal of the City embossment to the document, and recorded the change as ordered. A certified copy was given to Larry, so that he could deliver it to Joey. Casey was as excited as if it was his own gift to his best friend instead of Larry's… and so proud that Larry had asked him to be the 'fam' witness.

"Daddy… can we go over to see Korey and Joey now? Can we give Joey his present now? Huh? Can we…please?"

"I guess I can call over and see if they're home. It might be fun if I let you give the deed to Joey, because he'd sure not figure out what it was until he opened it… coming from you! How's that sound?"

"WOW! That's great! Bet he'll wet his pants!"

"Let's hope not, Sport. We want to surprise him… not embarrass him."

"Daddy? Can I tell Korey about you and me, too?"

"Uh…Son, I think I better do that next time Kor and I are alone. I'm not sure he even knows that Eaton and I had our moment together, either. I honestly think that school needs to be out, and Korey needs to be moved in before the rest of the story is let out of the bag."

"UH… you afraid to tell him, Daddy? Will it make him mad? I thought he'd be as happy for us as we are!"

"No, I'm not hiding it…I'm just waiting for the right moment, in the privacy of the 'fam' to make sure no one else but we four share the news together… alone! It's not even Joey's business yet. Maybe someday, if we all get to be together elsewhere so it won't hurt any of us where we live… then we can add Joey and Billy to the 'fam' officially. Understand, Son?"

"Guess so… but I'm gonna have trouble keepin' from showin' how happy I am!"

"You can be happy enough about the gift to Joey to cover the rest for now!"

"But when Eaton gets back…can I tell him?"

"Of course you can. He'll be so pleased we finally got it all settled! I'll let you be the one to let him know…alright?"

"Oh yeah! OH YEAH!"

Larry called, and found the guys both home, and drove to the condo, just slightly concerned whether or not Casey could actually keep still about last night.

Chapter Twenty Two

Casey was first to make a comment about the heat…

"Jeeesh, guys! It's hotter than hell in here. Mind if I strip down to my undies?"

"Go for it, Little Dude! Go totally nude if you want to! You ain't got anything we all haven't seen before! And there's no neighbors close enough to get a free show. Be our guest!"

(Giggles…) "Sounds even better, Joey! Thanks! Makes me think of our last scout outing, where we… uh, oops! Sorry, Daddy! Guess you don't need to hear about that! The less you know, the better, huh!"

"Son… It's actually 'the less I hear', if you're gonna quote me accurately! Go for it. I might even get more comfy myself if the middle generation doesn't mind."

"Mind? Shit, Lar… I'd feel a lot worse seeing you sweat up those clothes too bad to wear when you leave. Besides, if I don't get some lovin' from you pretty soon, I just might have to file for separation, Darling!"

"Uh, Kor, Dear… there is a minor present!"

"Like that little horn toad doesn't already know more than most kids 5 years older than he! Besides, I'm sure Joey could give him another merit badge to earn while we…"

"Wheeeeeeeeeee! I'd be happy to earn another badge, Scoutmaster Joey, Sir!"

"Ahem! Son… don't you have something for Joey?"

"Oh… you mean something else? Uh… yeah! Almost forgot!" (Standing there in just his tidy-whiteys, with an envelope stuck into the front of his waist band…) "Come get it, Joey! All yours!"

"God, kid… do I get what's in the envelope too, or just the package I'm lookin' at right now?"

"Just the envelope right now, Joey! The package is the rest of the surprise… you'll like it even better when it gets unwrapped. But the envelope has in it the real reason for our visit. Open it first!"

Korey and Larry move to the couch and sit side by side, Korey slowly undressing Larry as the two watch the progress that Joey makes toward Case's male bag…oops, 'mail'… my error! Joey's hand reaches for Casey's front, and slowly drags upward from between Case's thighs, across the crotch of the tight briefs now covering quite a decent bulge pointing the way toward the envelope only partially appearing above the waist band. By now, Joey has noticed that Casey's male bag is looking fuller than ever, making Joey quiver with excitement as he continues toward that envelope's top portion.

Meanwhile, both Larry and Korey are totally nude, and sporting full erections; not especially from watching Joey, but from finally being close, able to inhale the sweet fragrances of each other, and nothing to hinder their interaction. Besides, I rather suspicion that Joey and Casey don't even notice the other two's antics, since the current show and tell session involving the envelope is quite in itself absorbing their own brains.

Joey finally takes hold of the envelope, and sensually extracts it from Casey's undies, duly noting the small wet spot at the center of the back flap that had been resting against Case's 'stiffy'. Joey made a comment about the quality of the new sealing wax being used nowadays… (Casey looking confused about the reference)… before opening the envelope carefully. Then, sliding the document out of the paper sheath, dropped his jaw and almost screamed…

"Oh Fuckin' shit! LARRY! You gotta be kidding! You really meant it! You did it! O.M.G! I… I…"

"Yes, Joey… just like I promised I would. You paid me the $20.00 I asked for… so I did my part of the deal. Now, as soon as you get a job, I figure the Judge will consider you able to take custody of Billy back from the County. The place is yours, lock, stock, and barrel. How's it feel to be a property owner?"

"I don't know what to say… I'm so damned… well, floored!"

"Don't say anything, then! The look on your face is worth the whole deal!"

"UH, Joey? Now that you're the landlord here… do I have to start payin' rent until I move in with Larry after Graduation?"

"What kind'a question is that, Numb Nuts? Course you don't! Wait a sec… you're pullin' my leg! I should'a caught that right away, huh! Dang, Kor…that was cute…real cute!"

"So is the way you were mesmerized by Case's letter box, Dude! That kid's got you grabbed by the balls and squirming so bad…"

"Who me? I'm too young to know how to be that controlling! I'm just a Weblos scout trying to please my scout leader, and pass badges as best I can!"

"Yeah, Little Man… and if I believe that one, you'll try to sell me a bridge! Now, take me upstairs and tell me all about what else you're hiding in those nice slightly wet-fronted white briefs of yours!"

"You mean… we need to give Daddy and Kor some time alone…right?"

"Damn, Case… What the fuck you gonna be like when you get to be sixteen?"

(Snickering and grinning like a Cheshire cat…) "Maybe better'n you! I'm already more horny than Eaton as far as goin' for what I want! Let's move!"

As the two headed up the staircase, the little guy leading the big one to slaughter, Larry overheard…

"By the way, Sport… how come you looked so happy when you walked in today? It couldn't have been just knowing what was in the letter, could it?"

"UH…. Uh, did it show that much? I was trying… hoping that… you'd think it was all that Deed thing… uh…" (as the room door upstairs closed…) "It also had to do with…" (Slam!)

Larry's cock that up till right this minute had been at maximum fullness went instantly soft. He slumped into the couch as his chin dropped slightly toward his belly button. Korey noticed, and of course asked Lar what the problem was…

"Kor, I'm hoping it's nothing, really. Boys will be boys, of course, but Case might just want to impress Joey with his early developmental growth, or he may stir things up with something off the wall for shock effect. That kid scares me, sometimes. I never know what he's going to come up with. Eaton is pretty predictable, but Casey? I should trust the little guy more, but he isn't as mature with his mouth connecting to his brain as he is becoming in his bodily development."

"Lar? You sound as if there's something the kid has to keep secret, and you're afraid he's gonna blast it out for the world to discover! I know he can keep his mouth shut about our relationship… and protect Joey, Billy, and Eaton as well. What could he possibly say that could ruin anything we have going?"

Larry turns to face Kor, and moves back toward the arm of the couch, looking Kor in the eyes, and trying to begin a sentence… almost choking on the words as they attempt to pass through his throat, now blocked by his heart lodged near his Adam's apple…

"Kor… I was gonna wait till you were done with school before I told you this. I wasn't hiding it…I just thought you didn't need to consider it until all your finals were over and you were free of any further ties to the school. Please believe me that I was going to be honest about it all…as soon as…"

"You mean… you and Eaton had a night to remember, and that's been bothering you, don't you, Lar! I knew the next day that something happened between you. Eaton was so happy all of a sudden, and you were so quiet that I knew instinctively that it bothered you that somehow a line was crossed… just like it had been done with Joey. Yes, Lar… I figured that one out, too."

"How the… oh, shit! You knew all that? How come you never mentioned it?"

"To be honest… it didn't need to become an issue between us, Lar! After all, you allowed me and Joey to do things because you and I couldn't be together like we wanted. I, of all people, understand how hard it is to want and not get! It was your example that let me be OK with you getting your needs filled. God, Lar…our love isn't going to be bothered by any of that! It's too deep and strong!"

"But Kor… uh… last night… uh…"

"I can read your eyes, Larry my sweet! Case was hurting, and you comforted him! And in your tenderness of heart for him, his tug drew you across the line once more! And this time… you became convinced that it was finally OK. Am I right?"

"You're so damned right, Kor! I actually came to the point that I felt like I was finally freed of all my hang-ups over our family unit and its ways of sharing love. I had no guilt left! I even told Case he could tell Eaton when he got home again… but as soon as I thought he was gonna tell Joey… I freaked! Not because I wanted to hide it… but because I wanted you to hear it from me first… just not until you were clear of all school related pressures… that's all. Please believe me!"

Kor said nothing more, but simply grabbed Larry and pulled him back into a close hug… kissing his neck, rubbing his back, and wordlessly demonstrating a full understanding and acceptance of his true love's honesty without any reservations… allowing the next hour to become very fulfilling for the both of them emotionally and physically as well. But all too soon… the sound of a door opening upstairs broke the beauty of the moment below… followed by a loud high pitched laugh, and a deviously interesting triumphant sentence floated down the staircase…

"I can't believe it! I WORE HIM OUT! He's gotta rest! Poor Unca Joey!"

… And out to the hot tub went a streaking hunk of boy flesh… still chuckling to himself that he was still hard as a rock and ready to play some more while 'Unka Joey' dragged himself down the stairs to join the other two lovers in the living room because it was cooler there than it was on the second floor…

"That kid can't be satisfied! Now that he's getting a tool that can do some damage, his hormones are on overload! I bet he could keep all of us busy for 24 hours, and still want more! God, Larry… you got a sex monster on your hands! Good luck in keeping him caged up, or something!"

"Well, Mr. Scout Leader, Sir… only one guy responsible for instructing Weblos boys that I know of! You built him…you handle him!"

"Thanks a lot, Kor! Like it's all my fault? No fuckin' way! It's his genes, or somethin'! Bet he's out in the hot tub lettin' the bubbles give him a cock massage right this minute! I hope it drains whatever he's got left, so we can get some rest!"

"Now, Joey! That's my innocent little not quite ten year old baby boy you're talking about. It's all in your head… Casey can't even squirt yet! He's as smooth as a kindergartner!" (Huge sarcastic looking grin across Larry's face as he speaks;)

"God, Lar… where you been hidin' out lately! That baby boy, as you call him, is twice the size of any other kid his age, cock-wise, and he's shootin' clear jizz like a teen-aged volcano already! He recovers in three minutes, and he can sustain a fuck better'n I can! I won't be surprised if he sneaks in on you some day, and breaks you down and drains your nuts till you can't walk, Man! Believe me…I ain't shittin' you! Watch him!"

(Korey whispers to Larry…) "Guess you can stop worryin' about Case spillin' the beans to Joey. It's pretty evident that the only thing Case mentioned as affecting his happiness was that his cock was bigger and that he was now shooting kid cream."

Larry laid a huge kiss on Kor's lips just as a voice was heard, crying from the wilderness of a hot tub outdoors…

"Sun's setting! Anyone else gonna come out here and enjoy it with me? The water's great! OOHHHHHH… So are the bubbles! C'MON OUT…ALL O' YA!"

The rest of the week-end was spent at the condo, Larry and Kor continuing to take care of each other the way they intended to all along. 'Unca Joey', on the other hand, was occasionally trying to escape to a private spot of refuge just to get a needed break. His moments of recess didn't last too long, however, because Case was very good at finding his prey. Only when the little guy fell asleep about three A.M. or so, did Joey get a 4-hour respite.

It was about five o'clock on Sunday afternoon when Eaton called the condo phone to ask if Dad was there…

"Yeah… Kor here! Oh, Eaton… where are you, Dude?… at Mrs. G's… yeah, I'll tell Larry you're back and ready to be picked up… say, in 20 minutes or so? Cool! I'll send him. Later, guy!"

"So… my pooped-out buck-a-roo is back at the ranch, ready to be corralled and taken home, huh?"

"Yep! I told him I'd send my 'pard' over to get him in about 20 minutes."

"I can do that! HEY CASEYYYYYYYY… get dressed! We gotta go get Eaton!"

"GOOODIEEEEE! Unca Joey's passed out again! I'm ready! Boy, do I ever have a lot to tell Eaton!"

"Hey Boy! Tell him…not show him… he'll be as worn out as you ought to be!"

"Maybe… and then again, maybe not! I'll let him decide that one, Daddy!"

"Dang, Kor…have I lost all parental control? You better move in soon, or things will go to hell in a hand basket, and I'll feel like a steam roller just pressed my pants with me still in them!"

"Trust me, Lar… it won't be that bad! Case will soon drain himself dry, and then settle down to a normal kid level. Just like a guy who starts to work in a chocolate factory… when the boss allows a new employee to eat all he wants… the worker soon loses his taste for the stuff, and from then on, the boss saves more than he ever would have if he had put restrictions on the first week's consumption."

"God… I hope you're right! I don't want the kid to stop altogether…that isn't healthy either… but there's gotta be a balance somewhere! See you at school tomorrow, Love!"

Casey comes downstairs fully dressed, but walking a bit bow-legged and slow…

"Gee, Daddy… I think you might be right about just tellin' Eaton things tonight. I think my dick is a little raw! You got any cream at home to help?"

Larry smiled in relief, yelled a good-bye upstairs to Joey, gave Korey a hug… and herded his slightly wounded baby bull to the car. As soon as Casey buckled in, he fell asleep in the shotgun position… and didn't even stir when Eaton got in the back seat, and expressed in youthful exuberance his pleasure to be back home with Dad.

Upon arrival at the house, Eaton asked Dad if he could carry his brother into the house because he had missed Casey all week-end. Besides, (he said), in a few more months, Case would be too big for me to pick up any more. Case didn't wake up all the way, but while his still slightly smaller body clung to Eaton's chest and those strong pre-teen legs wrapped around Eaton's waist, in the stupor of being half-alert, Casey commented…

"MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm, this feels good, Daddy… my 'stiffy' rubbing into your tummy as you carry me to bed. You gonna let me sleep with you again, so I can ride your daddy dick again?"

"What? UH…Dad? Is Casey dreaming…or did you actually… uh…"

"Well, Son… he was hurtin' so much from his accident… and he needed so badly to be loved… and…uh, he knew about you and me the other night, and felt so left out… and…uh… well… it just sort'a happened, just the same way with him as it did with you! Hell, Boy! I love you both so much! One good thing, though… I feel free about all three of us being ourselves from now on!"

"Well, I'll be a blue-nosed gopher! This whole week-end with Billy, Mikey and their Uncle Johnny was a lot of fun…but I have to admit… I was thinking about you and Case the entire time! I was trying to figure just how I'd tell you about Casey's feelings… but I guess he managed it all by himself! Good for him! I'll put him down for the night, and then I'm coming to your room…OK, Dad?"

"Glad to have you, Eaton, my Boy! But remember, you do have school tomorrow, and you look almost as tired as Casey. I'll share with you for a short session tonight…and then tomorrow, all three of us will make an evening of celebratory fun together. How's that?"

"Great! Be there in a few! Gotta at least make sure my little bro is comfy!"

Larry took a quick shower to make sure he was as fresh as he could be when he welcomed his older son to his bed… this time willingly and openly ready to share the depth of his love with the boy. Now waiting under his sheet, completely naked and in high expectation, Larry could hear the brothers chat as Eaton put Case to bed…

"Dang, Case! You did it, huh? You got Dad to do what you wanted him to do for so long! I'm proud of you, Bro!"

(Giggles…) "Yeah… he melted when I teared up and told him how bad I felt 'cause he done you, and not me yet! Now all we gotta do is get him to get us both at the same time! And then… to add Korey to the mix. Shit, Eaton… that's my real goal! But I guess you knew that too, didn'tcha?"

"God, Casey… you're a fuckin' cock whore! You're already way beyond me! All I want is to be really loved. You seem to need even more than that! How come, Dude?"

"I want to be loved too… honest. It's not that I just want cock! I want all the love I can get before anything happens that might make us lose the people we love all over again! Eaton… I'm scared that just maybe… Korey and Larry might be taken away somehow… and then we'd be really alone! I couldn't bear to lose them, too! Maybe, if I get enough cum inside me… it'll seem like they didn't get taken. Is that dumb?"

"Shit, Bro! First…they're not gonna be taken. God doesn't need them in heaven. He knows we need 'em right here! He welcomed Mama and Daddy Morris, but He didn't steal them from us. That was some stupid-assed drunk bastard's fault. Next, just getting cum up your butt ain't gonna protect either of us from bad things! If that's the only reason we do stuff… it isn't gonna feel like lovin' in the first place! And third… worry never solved anything! In fact, it ruins all the good stuff!"

"So what you're sayin' is that I ought'a enjoy all we do got…and stop tryin' to run on overload 'cause I'll be happier with things as they come more natural?"

"Exactly… now go to sleep, and tomorrow will be real great! Larry's already promised that he will make it good for both of us at the same time. And, Bro… keep your hands off your raw weenie tonight…so you'll get the most out of things tomorrow! Trust me…it'll be worth the wait!"

" O…k, ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz"

Eaton took a short shower before heading into Larry's room, probably to clean off all traces of the week-end's recreational left-overs. He then decided to stay naked after splashing on a little of his Dad's favorite body lotion… 'Bay Rum', a very old product line that at least two generations of men before Larry had enjoyed it while being at real barber shops from years past. (Even before Old Spice became famous!) Larry lifted his sheet for Eaton to crawl in next to him, and Eaton wasted no time in responding to the invitation. As soon as they embraced, though, Larry mentioned that he had overheard the brothers' conversation, and complimented Eaton on his way of answering Case's concerns. Eaton said that he had no idea where those answers came from, but that it just hit him from almost nowhere…and that they seemed to be exactly what Case needed to hear. Larry agreed, telling Eaton that it was a lot like the answers about the 'fam' future that seemed to come from the same place.

With that, Eaton nestled into Larry's embrace, nuzzling his nose into Larry's neck, and running his fingers across Larry's chest, making his nips stand erect in seconds. It took almost no extra time for other things to rise between the two of them as deep romantic kisses triggered other body parts to respond. Then Eaton made his request known…

"Dad… You've never fucked my ass! You let Casey ride your cock. He told me so! Can I please have some of your love juice inside me? I liked tasting it after we shot against each other's abs last time… but I need more! Well, at least I want more! Please make me happy that way tonight!"

"Son… which way would make you the happiest? Spoon-style, riding me like Casey did, or on your back so we can look at each other as it happens?"

"I want you to fuck me the best way for us to make love together. You tell me how that would be! I know you already got Korey for doin' that… but if you didn't, and I was in his place… how would you do it then?"

"On your back, Son… and yes, I have Korey for my Mate. But, you're my son, and there's no way you need to try to take his place. You have your own special place in my heart, and the same kind of love can be given to you without ever taking away from what Kor and I share. Never ever think you're second place in my heart, Son! Never!"

The next thirty minutes of love-making was extremely passionate with its rimming and penetration, and then some very deep kissing as the two continued in the heat of intercourse. Eaton had at least two orgasms from being so wonderfully stimulated by the contact of Larry's cock head against his practically teen prostate. Eaton kept making comments about how much more satisfying this was than all the week-end playing had given him. And as Larry finally flooded Eaton's canal with more hot cum than the kid had ever held, Eaton blasted a third load between their sweaty bodies before almost losing consciousness from his first really romantic encounter with the Dad he loved so much!

Both men having been completely satiated, Larry carried Eaton back to his own bed and tucked him in for the night… checked on Casey, who was out like a light, and then returned to his own bed to contemplate on his new-found freedom to let his own sons know how he really felt about them, and had for a long time wanted to express exactly this way.

Monday morning arrived rather rapidly for everyone concerned. Casey woke up first, and went to wake Eaton and Larry… both who were still sound asleep in spite of the alarm having gone off and wound down already. I guess it was clever of Casey to think of sucking each guy's morning wood to bring them around to consciousness. No male can sleep through that kind of wake-up call! Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time before they all had to be at school to do more than just Casey's alarm to get the others moving!

Monday and Tuesday's school schedule was normal, and proceeded exactly as needed… including the final rehearsals for Graduation Night and the other students' Final Exams. Therefore, in spite of the greatness of Larry's celebratory night (on Monday) with both sons, we'll skip ahead to Wednesday evening, and the Graduation Ceremony for Korey's class. ((And I do promise a very descriptive commentary on their next night as a threesome later! Who knows… maybe even better - the foursome Casey mentioned he wanted to have happen;)

The performing arts theater on campus was resplended with the preparations for the ceremony. The band was in place for the traditional Pomp and Circumstance entrance of the graduates; the Junior Class honor students lined the theater aisles, holding the floral garland arches that for years have been such a part of the school's salute to those being honored by Commencement. Even the local TV station from Salinas was present to broadcast the event because the hall was always filled to capacity… which was disappointing to so many other local folk who wanted to watch but could not be accommodated otherwise.

The President of the School Board, the City Mayor, and the Superintendent of Schools were seated on stage as well as The Chaplain from the Army Language School who would give the Invocation… still allowed in this District because of public support. The Senior Class was in Cap and Gown… school colors, of course, waiting to enter the hall. Lights dim… follow spots fire up… TV cameras aim floods and lenses toward the entryways… and Mr. F. gives the downbeat… DAHHHHHHHHH, DAH DAH DAH DAHHHHHHHHH DAHHHHHH…etc; as the Band cues the march to begin.

Three hundred young men and women slowly and gracefully enter down two aisles one by one…in step and properly distanced, as so well rehearsed for almost a week. Each matched couple hit the properly placed arches of flowers at exactly the same moment, creating almost a royal look to the procession, as the audience stood in an almost reverent respect of these young people and their achievements. There would, of course, be time for proud parents to applaud their own children when the diplomas and awards were given… but for now, this was a solemn moment of beauty to be remembered for a life time.

About half way through the procession, the band knowing their music so well, Larry turned away from the band, discontinuing his direction of the music long enough to watch his beloved Korey walk the aisle. Not only did Korey show his maturity into manhood by his stately walk and just the way he presented himself, but the fact that he also wore the golden cords of an academic leader, along with the gold tassel of being the Salutatorian of his class. Larry was so proud that he couldn't help gather a couple of tears in his eyes before turning back to finish his job as conductor.

The music finished, the Class was presented, and a special guest speaker was introduced by the Mayor… The State Director of Education had been sent as a surprise by the Governor (Arnold S.) to honor the school's growth in achievement, greatly stimulated by the success of the Fine Arts department, the Band in particular as it traveled during the Spring… and of course, the efforts of Mr. Freeburg over the past four years. This recognition, being a totally unexpected part of the ceremony, caused the audience to erupt in applause as they expressed their appreciation for Larry… who by the way was so flabbergasted that he had to sit down to catch his breath as his emotions overtook his normally professional presence before a crowd.

But the part that really blew Larry away was the moment that Korey walked off stage and came to the Conductor's podium… took Larry's baton, and began directing the Band in Mr. F's favorite concert piece: English Folk Song Suite, by R. Vaughn-Williams, as every member of the Senior Class who had been in the Band and Drama departments over the past four years came down to escort Larry to the stage to give him a tribute for all he had done for them throughout their High School careers. Talk about being overwhelmed! Larry couldn't believe that these great students would want to share their special night with him. (Remember, they still didn't know Larry was leaving the school… this was just their respect for a teacher that always went 'beyond the call' for them. Not too many real teachers of this quality any more…sad to say!)

Mr. Jacobs came to the microphone next, and announced all the scholarship winners and the academic awards were presented… and then the diplomas were handed out. He asked Larry to join the State Director of Education in handing the diplomas to the graduates. Handshakes and hugs later, as caps were tossed into the air as a sign that a new beginning had started for these three hundred young men and women, Mr. J. made the announcement that the Postlude would be conducted by next year's Student Director (Joey) because he (the Principal) wanted Mr. F. to join him in the gymnasium as people came to the reception hour… and also because along with the graduating class, Larry was leaving this institution in pursuit of a higher educational calling as a college professor in the Fall.

Suddenly, one could hear a pin drop! Total stunned silence! But Joey stood up and gave the downbeat of the recessional, The Senior Class President led Mr. F. and Mr. J. down the stairway to the strains of 'Triumphal March', and the entire class followed these two men out the doors and to the reception in the gym, given by the Junior Class as a farewell tribute.

Needless to say, when people asked Larry where he was going to teach, he could only mention that he wanted to wait till all offers were finalized before choosing the best position that would allow the use of the entire spectrum of his talents for the benefit of the most young people… that he had narrowed it to five places, and at the moment had two in particular that he favored, both being out-of-state, but also were great places to raise his sons. That seemed to satisfy most inquirers as they wished him well.

By the time Larry got home that night, however, he felt a little like something inside him had died! It hit him very hard that there were so many underclassmen who would lose out on receiving the same care as the Senior Class members who had grown under his assistance and supervision. It was almost the same feeling of grief that he had felt at the funeral service for his brother and sister-in-law. He sunk into his recliner and stared into space… not even noticing when Korey came in, sat on the arm of Lar's chair and began to massage his temples and neck in an attempt to bring comfort. As Korey ministered quietly to his lover's mood…

"Fuck, Kor… did I make the right decision? All these kids that I'm leaving… what about them? Am I just thinking about you and me? Am I abandoning the ones that need me most?"

Chapter Twenty Three

"I guess you're right again, Love! It's like Pastor Dave said… that even when Moses was scared out'a his robe, he followed the leading he heard. I guess I'm just human enough to be scared shitless right now."

"I don't think that's it, Lar! I think you're being as compassionate as ever about the kids you've worked so hard with. That's a good thing! But it's behind you now. The river needs to be crossed, with a new work started on the other side. And remember, I'm standing right along-side you to get the job done… whatever and wherever it is. I believe that God is going to provide our family unit with the best possible situation because He still loves us as we are! Don't you?"

"I must…or we wouldn't be so stupid to give up a house, job, and good friends to go trampling unplowed fields in search of brand new supposedly better gleanings! So… you going to go back to the condo tonight, or move in right now?"

"Well, I could tuck you in first, Babe… but I better wait to move lock, stock and barrel until you get your office cleaned out and give the keys back to Principal Jacobs first! You know how fast gossip flies! We really don't need to change public opinion from tonight's respect into a 'tar and feather' party before school closes for the summertime."

"I'll have my stuff off-campus by tomorrow night, and the kids will only have a ½-day on Friday. I guess I can wait that long! I won't say I'll be patient, though!"

"Besides, my Sweet… who says it won't take an hour to get you tucked in!"

"MMMMMMMMMmmmm… wanna tell me a bedtime story too?"

Korey took Larry upstairs hand-in-hand, and slowly undressed him, laid him on the bed, pulled the sheet upward as far as Larry's waist, and began to tell a story about this young Prince Charming who finally found his true love. As he told the story, his strong and masculine musician's hand massaged through the sheet until his love's magic flute rose to perform its soothing lullaby at the command of its player's lips and tongue… and upon the glorious climax of beautiful tune, relaxed its owner into a well-deserved and deeply restful state. (DANG! That was soooooooo schmaltzy! But what do you expect from a music and drama instructor, anyway? Besides, we all needed a laugh to drag us out of Larry's depressive mood…right?)

On his way out the door, Korey checked on his two younger sweethearts as well. He found them in Eaton's bed together, head-to-toe, but sound asleep… with Case's 'casted' arm across Eaton's waist to keep it elevated just as the Dr. ordered. Both boys were stark naked, and of course, small puddles of drying evidence existed to prove they had enjoyed their moments together before falling asleep. So, Kor knelt down beside them both and kissed each on the lips… just teasing enough with his tongue to make the boys smile instinctively, but not wake up. In a final moment of admiration of his soon-to-be sons, Korey took the remaining drops of boy-cum onto his tongue to savor the delightful taste of things ahead… and headed to the condo to spend the last two nights of required separation from his Larry.

Joey was waiting up for Korey to return. He asked how Larry was taking the public announcement, and was told every detail. (Well, except for the flute concert - G*) Joey responded by mentioning the fact that he wasn't that happy about not having Mr. F. as the teacher for his Senior year… but that he was glad that he knew about it earlier, so he could lead the Band without crying in public. Then the topic changed to the fact that Kor would be moving out permanently in a couple of days… also not easy for Joey to handle, but already a known 'done deal'. Kor made sure that Joey understood that it wasn't an end to their relationship, but just a temporary waiting period until he and Billy could somehow be reunited with the 'fam' for a more permanent situation… as all six persons truly desired to happen.

It had been a long and exhausting day and evening! With all the energy drain of the ceremonies, and the addition of an emotional roller-coaster ride, the need to shower and sleep overrode all other driving forces of these two teen-age sex hounds. Oh, yes, during the shower, the two Drum Major batons did some hot directing of another mini-concerto performance, not as extensive as the famous 'Water Music' of old… but at least just as satisfying an end to the tiring evening when the 'Fireworks' erupted 'Suite-ly" from the combined explosion of Korey's 9" cannon being held against Joey's 8" barrel and both pumped in unison as the rain from the shower head dropped across the kissing duo to rinse away the strain of the day. There was no question that bed and sleep was a very welcome finale.

The best thing for us to do now is to push forward a few weeks. Korey has moved in with Larry permanently, and of course a smattering of town gossip about it has unfortunately begun to vomit itself around the neighborhood… with a whole lot of other people trying to stifle it because of their love and respect for all Larry had done in the positive. Then there was other news… good news… Joey was able to get a good paying summer job which would also carry into the next school year, partly due to Larry's help, and the Judge had released Billy from County control back into Joey's custody. And of course, Billy and Mikey spent a lot of summer days and nights together at the condo…supervised by a very responsible older brother, and approved by Mrs. G., who now had turned her house into a small Bed and Breakfast for summer tourists wanting to sleep on the waterfront for a reasonable cost ... sometimes requiring Mikey's bedroom to be available for customer use.

It is now mid-July, and Larry is still trying to be patient as he waits for final offers from two colleges. One is from St. Augustine's in Chicago, and the other is from Trinity College in Toronto… which just happen to be the two that Larry favored after his investigation of the original six possibilities. Though the other four colleges had made offers, Larry either objected to the location of the institutions because of how the boys would be treated, having two male parents… or the position offered seemed less than fully using his talents as far as he was concerned. He was certain that God still had the right offer coming his way, thinking his request that God forget New York was being honored… mainly because the only position mentioned in it was that of an associate faculty assistant until which time a Masters degree could be earned.

Then it arrived! A letter that set Larry's heart on fire! Upon reading it, Larry called the boys and Korey together to share the news and ask each his opinion about the choice to accept it and move in just two week's time…

"Listen to this, guys… listen carefully, so you can help me decide… 1.) Full Professorship; 2.) Granting of Masters Degree based on current graduate courses already earned; 3.) Open to earning of Doctorate while teaching; with strong possibility of Department Chair following granting of degree; 4.) Free tuition to spouse ( or partner) desiring to continue education; 5.) Guaranteed scholarships for dependant children at Episcopal Christian School connected to University campus programming; 6.) Position Title: Professor of Music and Drama, and Associate Counselor to incoming Freshman students with certain orientational needs;

So, guys…what'a'ya'think? Is this it, or what?"

"But Daddy… you didn't say where this place is?"

"UH… Casey, I guess that didn't occur to me as being the important part, Sorry! This is from Trinity College in Toronto, Canada. Does that make a difference to you? If it does, that's perfectly fine. I'll listen! Tell me what you really think."

"All I want to know, Daddy… is… if we move there, will we need to move again if people want to hurt us for being our kind of family? I don't think I could go that far away from my friends and still be hurt all over again by people's nastiness. We don't deserve that!"

"Tell you what… I will ask Pastor Dave about that. He'd be the best to answer that for us. And to be honest, if you could even possibly be hurt again, I'll refuse to take the position for that reason only. You're that special to me, Son."

"Case… May I say something to answer you, too? We already know the college has no hang-ups about being gay. The fact that it asks Larry to be a counselor for incoming gay students proves that… as does the term 'partner' in the offer of free tuition. And Pastor Dave already told Daddy that the Episcopal Church doesn't show prejudice to its congregates. That means the kids at the Christian School wouldn't reject you and Eaton because of Larry and me. The only part that could ever hurt us as a family is that we all four share in activities that are usually reserved for adults only… and we've been very discrete about that, so no one thinks that it even happens, keeping the law out of the picture. And in Canada, the age of consent is lower than here. All we need to find out is how young a person can be and say yes for himself."

"If all that's true… then I'll go upstairs and start packing right now, Kor!"

"Dad… I don't see how you can refuse the job! It's perfect! It's what you expected God to provide… all of it! I think the water just parted, and we better start walkin' across that dry ground stuff before the river decides to close again!"

"Eaton, my Boy… that was a mouthful, but the best tasting one I've heard for months. Thank you, Son! That seals my mind… like God just said: 'Take it…you won't get no better!' So… if anyone has objections, say it now or forever hold your peace!"

Hearing no further complaints, but a whole lot of expressed pleasure, Larry headed to his computer to e-mail his first-acceptance notification, along with a promise of a hard copy signed documentation to follow by certified mail within 24 hours. Then he placed a call to Pastor Dave to inform him of the decision, and thank him for his part in giving such a positive reference letter…

"Pastor Dave, it's happened. The water parted…we're walkin'"

"I am glad for you, Larry. When I received a CC about the offer, I prayed you'd see God's leading in it."

"You received a copy? That's rather unusual, isn't it?"

"Not when you consider the fact that I am a graduate of Trinity, and still hold a spot on the Advisory Council. The position you were offered was developed partly because of my input. I knew God wanted the best possible use of your abilities, and the Board agreed with me that combining these areas of expertise would allow it. Besides, they liked the idea of saving money by letting one man do the work of three. That has never been a problem for you, as far as I know!"

"I wonder if I ought to thank you or slug you for that one! Seriously… I do thank you very very much! Now, all I need to do is sell my home here, and get to Toronto in three weeks or less. Guess that's not impossible for God, is it?"

"Not really… since my church wants to buy your place, for our new Assistant Pastor and his family… who by the way will be in town in four week's time."

"SOLD! And I don't care for how much. Write up your deal, and bring it to me…I'm packing! G'bye!"… "Hey guys, the house is sold already. Man, did God come through or what!"

"WHAT???? You're kidding! I have to call Joey!"… "Joey?… Korey here… we need to get together right away. Why? Because we're moving in less than three weeks.… Yeah… to Toronto, Man!… Somebody's already promised to buy the house, too!… How about planning a campout for all of us to say bye properly?… Maybe a three day bash at Big Sur. Say, near Ventana? Great!… Get whatever three days your boss will allow, and we'll plan around your schedule.… Great! Call me as soon as you get the days off… Mikey too?… Why not! Later, Pal!"

"Dad? We gonna do tents, or does Vantana have cabins?"

"Well, Eaton… there is a Ventana restaurant and visitor center, but the rest of the area is for hiking and camping. There's riverside areas and ocean beach sites to choose from. How's that sound?"

"Cool! Maybe we could do a night at each…and then the third night we could repeat whichever one we liked best."

"Awwwww, Bro! If we don't move camp, we can have more time to really say g'bye! 'specially since both Billy and Mikey'll be with us!"

"Dang, Case… is that all you think about?"

(Giggle…*) "And I suppose you got other ways to show them we're gonna miss 'em, Eaton?"

" Uh… maybe you got a point, Bro!"

"Guys…guys, there are other things to get done. Three weeks isn't a lot of time to get way up to Toronto with everything we own. Scoot! Start deciding what you're keeping, and what you can toss, or give to needy kids…or whatever!"

(In unison…) "Yes, FAAAAAAATHERRRRRRRRRRR!"

Kor took off to buy some boxes, tape, and packing supplies. The boys headed up to their rooms to do some sorting. Larry began listing furniture that he figured they had to take, and a second list of what they could donate to a good cause… and then called a couple moving companies to set up the bidding process that would assure the best deal. His head was still spinning from the shock of all this happening so quickly.

The next two days went by like a wildfire through a canyon. The only personal items that hadn't been boxed and taped were the things each guy needed to wear or use on the drive to Toronto. The movers (Mayflower Van Lines, locally owned by a parent of one of Larry's sophomore students who had been transformed from a wall flower into a budding concert performer) set the date of pick-up as Thursday… which only allowed four full days to finish packing.

The curious part of this short time to accomplish so much was that during the entire period, no one had heard from Joey or Billy. Kor decided that as soon as the last box was closed up and sealed, he'd go to the condo to check on his best friend. Just as he was about to leave the house, his cell phone rang…

"Hi'ya! Kor here… How can I help you?"

"Korey Prince?"

"Yes, that's me. And you are?"

"I'm an Orderly at Escaton. You know a guy named Joseph Matthews?"

"Of course I do…why?

"He had an accident at work yesterday, and well… it isn't looking good at all! So he asked me to call you, and have you pick up his little brother and the friend that's waiting here with him… and take them both to a Mrs. Gillis's place."

"Uh… sure! Guess I can, but where's Mrs. Gillis? Why didn't she pick the boys up? Mikey, the friend with Billy, is her kid."

"Joseph tried to reach her, and said that her answering machine said she'd be back at the B & B after 7 PM, tonight. She doesn't know there's a problem yet."

"Tell the boys I'll be there in fifteen minutes… just to wait for me. Uh… can Joey have visitors?"

"Right now he's in ICU. I can ask the Doctor and let you know by the time you get here… but it's normal practice that only immediate family can visit ICU, and then, just one person at a time. I know Joseph mentioned that you were like a brother, but I'm not sure the Dr. will accept that as family. As soon as you arrive, ask for Frankie… that's me!"

"Thank you, Frankie… as I said, fifteen minutes! G'bye!"

Larry saw how white Korey looked after he hung up the phone…

"Hey, Love… what on earth?"

"Lar… Joey's in ICU at Escaton. Billy and Mikey are waiting to be picked up, and I gotta go! I'll call ya as soon as I know the rest of the story… OK?"

"Of course…GO! If you need me, I'll drop everything and come! Just be safe on the way!

Korey arrives at the hospital and asks for Frankie. Instead of the Orderly coming, an elderly professional in blue scrubs walks slowly from the elevator towards Kor, looking not all that friendly ...

"Are you Korey Prince, sir?"

"UH…yes I am. May I see Joey now, please? And where are the two boys I'm supposed to pick up and take home? They knew I was coming."

"Sir… the one boy, Billy Matthews I believe… the younger brother I presume… is in the Men's room being ill to his stomach, and his buddy is trying to help him get through whatever is going on. They will be glad to see you as soon as young Billy can finish up. About seeing Joseph… he is asking for you, so I will allow you to go to ICU, but you need to wear scrubs and wash well first. Follow me!"

Kor follows, and does exactly what this hospital employee asks without question, and is then escorted into ICU, and into the private glassed-in room where Joey is lying… wired, tubed, and bandage-wrapped…

"Oh my God, Joey… what the fuck happened?"

(Struggling with words and getting breath to talk…) "Korey… my sweet dear friend… accident at work… not really an accident… but couldn't tell no one but you the truth! On a ladder… fixing jammed pulley… just after… asking boss for time to… take boys camping… anyway, three guys came… from bosses' office… asked if camping was with you and Larry… I said yes… all I heard was "FAGGOT LOVER!" before… ladder collapsed… on the floor…felt feet kicking me… pulley hit my head… then… nothing else!"

"Why the hell didn't you tell anyone that you were attacked!"

"And admit that you two… and I… were gay… like they thought… and put my boys… in jeopardy too? Kor… no way, Man! Had to protect… had to keep secret… love you guys too much… to ruin it all!"

"DAAAAAAAAAMNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It isn't worth this, Joey! I'd rather shout it to the rooftops that Larry and I are partners, and let those shit heads have a field day of gossip and spreading their poisoned hatred all around town than to see you take this treatment for being our friend! I'm so fuckin' sorry, Joey… so fuckin' sorry!"

"SSSSSSSSHhhhhhhhhhhh, Love!… I'd do it all over again… If I could move to Toronto… and bring Billy… I'd move with you… I love you both so…. So…GAAAASSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPpppppppppppp…………….."

Then the sound of a single beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepp emitted from a little machine showing a red line across its face… and a rush of medical staff flushed into the room, forcing Joey into the hallway, as they drew a curtain across the glass windows.

Then the sound of a cell being dialed…

"Larry… uh, Larry… help! I just can't…"

"Kor… I'll be there as quickly as I can be! Don't even try to talk now…"

Just by the sound of Korey's voice, and the tone with which he said Larry' s name, Lar knew he had better hurry to his lover's side with no delay. Something was really wrong… it didn't matter what… his Kor needed him…NOW!

Fortunately, Escaton was only about five minutes away from where Larry was already driving, so he got there immediately. Almost running into the ICU waiting room area, he found Kor sitting there with his head in his hands, weeping bitterly and shaking like a leaf in the wind…

"Kor… Kor… talk to me, what's wrong?"

"Lar… He's… he's… Joey's…"

"Gone?… Dead?… (Sitting down totally stunned)… How? Why?"

"Just take me home… uh, no wait… we gotta find Billy and Mikey first!"

"They're still here, too? Do they know yet?"

"Nuh uh!… They're here, some rest room, but they haven't heard yet."

"I'll find them and bring them here. You just wait for me! I'll get details later!"

Just about then, the two boys come around the corner and see Larry and Korey seated and could tell that things weren't too good at the moment…

"Hey, Mr. F., Why you here? We thought Kor…"

"Listen Billy, have a seat, Son! There's something you need to know…"

"AWWWWWWW, SHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTT! Joey isn't…"

"I'm so sorry, Billy… but yes… He didn't make it."

"I'll kill those fuckin' bastards. Joey didn't deserve that! Just because he chose to love differently… it ain't fair!"

"What?…Who?… Billy, do you know what you are saying?"

"Hell, yes, Mr. F. I do know! All too well! Those ass holes he worked with…they have sons in my class at school. Me and Mikey get teased every day about bein' in the fairy squad, 'cause we happen to be such good friends. Then Joey got notes at work about bein' our Peter Pan Leader. He kept sayin' as long as we never admitted nuthin' no one had proof of any of it…and it was just plain gossip…to ignore it! Now this! Those bastards! Their dads had to do this on purpose! Mr. F.,… Why can't people just let us be who we are?"

"Billy… if I knew that, I'd still be teaching at the High School. But, Son… I'll tell you this… if there's any way I can help you and Mikey to have a good future, no one will ever talk me out of being there for you… no matter how many miles are between us. I know you will be put back with Mrs. Gillis for now, but as far as we all are concerned… you're both part of our family… just like Joey is, or was. I will do something… I promise you I will."

Billy wept in Larry's caress, Mikey sat next to Korey and just looked into space like he had lost his purpose. Korey took Mikey in his arms and pulled him close… his own attitude of pity and sorrow changing into a deep concern and care for another person's need for understanding and support. Mikey looked up at Korey and wrapped his arms around Kor's waist…

"Kor… I loved him as much as you did! As much as Billy did, too! I know I still got Billy… but…"

"Mikey… you got me and Larry too, Man. Don't ever forget that! Like Larry says… we will do something for you both. Somehow, as soon as we can, you'll be with us and with Casey and Eaton again. Count on it. We won't let you down…I swear!"

With that, Larry and Kor took the boys to the car, and back to the B & B to wait for Mrs. G. to return… so the boys wouldn't be left alone till she got home that evening.

Knowing that Joey wasn't really a church member anywhere, Larry called Pastor Dave and asked him to take charge of all arrangements and services for Joey… and said that Paul's would be the place of choice, because of family tradition… and because Randy would make sure all would be done to the highest level of quality and respect. Larry told Dave to spare no expense to make it right, but to trust Randy to provide the best without going overboard, because his ethics were above reproach. Pastor Dave understood why Larry didn't feel like handling it all himself this time, so he accepted the responsibility, promising his time as minister to be at no charge.

Phyllis arrived home to find her parlor filled with her son, and three other very sad young people, chaperoned by Larry and Korey who were both very solemn. She knew immediately that something was way wrong!. (Kor had gone to the house and brought Casey and Eaton back, so that all the boys could be together to help each other deal with everything.) She was glad that there were no B & B guests in-house because this certainly would not be something for them to be caught in the middle of. Her curiosity was peaked, but she waited patiently until someone wanted to start talking. It was Mikey, her own son, that broke the silence…

"Mama… somethin' terrible happened. Just like we were worried about!"

"Mikey? Are you talking about those school kids again? What did they do? Why are all of you here?"

"Phyllis, maybe I ought to explain. We're all here because my sons and yours are such close friends… and because Mikey was staying over at Joey's."

"Did Joey do something bad to my Mikey?"

"No, Phyllis… nothing like that! But Joey… had an accident at work today, and didn't make it! I brought Mikey and Billy back to your care. I'm sure the Judge will re-assign Billy here with you, if you're still willing. If you're not, I'll take him to my place until we move to Toronto in a week or so."

"Mama, it wasn't no accident! It was the dads of those school boys, Mama…like I said! Billy was so upset when Joey told him… that he went to the men's room and threw up all over the place! We told you, Mama! They were mean…real mean!"

(Sinking onto the nearest wing-back chair…) "Oh my! Larry… Kor… I should have told you about how my boys felt at school. I just couldn't believe it myself. Oh, I knew that Mikey and Billy were different than most boys, but since they were so much alike, I let things go on because it helped them both to be given freedom to be themselves. I had no idea that the kids at school had any idea. I thought they were just bullying my boys because they weren't star athletes or something. I mean, your sons treated mine so nice! I couldn't believe the other boys were as bad as Mikey said they were. If I had done something… maybe this could have been avoided. I feel like it's all my fault!"

"Not at all, Phyllis! You had no way of knowing… and the boys never told me a thing about it. Otherwise, with my connections, I would have discovered the truth and made enough waves to toss their little hate boat into the sea. Just so you know… my sons treated yours so well because they too are exactly like Mikey and Billy. Joey, Korey and I all made the same choice about the foursome as did you. None of us saw what was coming! I surely would have not secured that job for Joey if I thought there was any danger!"

"But, Larry… what now? You and your boys are moving away. How are my boys going to be safe? What can I do? I want them to remain free and expressive… they deserve that!"

"I know this sounds pretty lame… but what if… if I and Korey…uh… after we get settled in Toronto, contact the Judge and see if we can adopt Billy, and move him up with us. Then Mikey wouldn't be identified any longer as… as Billy's…"

"NO MAMA! I don't want Billy to go away! I'm already losing Casey and Eaton! MAMAAAAA…"

"But Son… The only other alternative is… but I just can't do that!"

"Mama… I could go with Billy if he goes. Maybe Unca Larry could adopt me too? Or maybe you and me could find a new B & B up there, so I wouldn't need to be adopted! I'll be 15 soon… I ought to be able to have a say where I live! I love you tons, and if I don't have to leave you, I'd be glad! Honest! But I want Billy! He's lost Joey, and needs me! Mama… you got to understand!"

"Mikey…excuse me for interrupting, but you can't put your mother in the middle like that. She's blood! All of us are bonded in spirit…but she's bonded from life itself. She has to come first, if we're going to help you."

"Thank you for that, Larry… but just maybe Mikey's got an idea. I'll look for a house up there… and if that doesn't work, well… him being… was the alternative choice I thought about a moment ago… letting Mikey…uh"

"Phyllis… you can't even bring yourself to say it. We'll find you a house, and get you moved up together. We promised to help the boys…and we will. It's late, and our guys need to get home and rest. So Billy… Mikey… you two go to bed and get some shut-eye. No nonsense tonight. We all have too much to deal with for the next day or so to avoid needed sleep. Our emotions have to be in check… got it?"

"Yes, Unca Larry… we promise! Can we at least snuggle as we sleep?"

"As if you need my permission for that! Now Get!"

Two days later, the funeral for Joey took place as a private 'family' affair, as it was decided it was a better alternative to creating a forum where those few who thought they knew about the family secrets could start something too big to be handled… mainly a public split and fight over things best left under wraps. It was also decided to keep quiet the known fact of Joey's demise was not an accidental happening. If the men responsible had been brought to trial, and found guilty of murdering someone for his preferences… more damage to the town would be done than good for the cause would accomplish. Joey had practically requested this choice just before he died! It was to be honored as such!

The next day, Korey, Larry, and the two brothers drove off to Toronto. Pastor Dave offered to make sure the condo was sold, and the proceeds sent to Larry as the person who gave the place to Joey in the first place. Everyone knew that Larry would make sure Billy ended up as the real beneficiary, anyway.

The quartet took a day in their new town to look for a home near Trinity, and found a beautiful place on the edge of the lake just outside of town… which of course could be bought with the cash they received from the church's purchase of their previous house. Since it was a cash sale, a deed was drawn and sealed in no time, and Larry could tell Mayflower where to deliver its load before storage charges could be applied.

With still a full week before Larry needed to report to the Faculty Hall for orientation, the family was able to relax at lakeside as if it were a mini-vacation so much needed, and well-deserved. Needless to say, the night stars served as a natural tent to some pretty cozy camp-outs by the water. Cozy? Let's just say that Eaton recalled his lesson in using body heat to keep a group of men warm on a cool night in the woods! And Casey? He was the arranger of who cuddled whom and just how warm things got before a switch of heat source was called for. As far as Larry and Korey were concerned… it could be said that no one went unsatisfied by the not quite ten year old conductor's use of instrumental input by all members of this mini-band as the composition reached each climax of the individual movements involved in the performance of the symphony that Casey called: "Toronto Family Life".

The End