Erastes

Throw Away Kid

Chapters 25-28

Both boys reacted much the same way that Bryce had, when I first took him to select some new duds, and they were extremely hesitant about letting me buy anything for them. I thought most boys would try to take advantage of someone willing to spend money on them, but this pair tried to watch how much I paid for their wardrobes. They even told me they would be just as happy with the cheaper items.

As I had done with Bryce, I explained that if they were going to live with me they'd need to help me keep up appearances, because I had an image to uphold. I told them people were often less likely to do business with someone whose family was dressed in discount store clothing, because it would appear as if that person wasn't very successful at what he did. Therefore, I insisted they get the better merchandise to maintain that image, so they reluctantly gave in. By the time we had finished, they each had clothes for school and special occasions, but they also had clothing for play and casual use. I also bought them footwear to go along with those items.

When we got home, both boys thanked and hugged me, but they also gave me a kiss, and then we went into the family room and got comfortable, so we could watch a little television together. Before long, I had Steve sitting tightly against me on one side and Cam doing the same on the other side, with Bryce sitting on the other side of him. Even though I knew Bryce loved both of these boys, as well as me, I could see he was becoming a little jealous that he had been relegated to a spot that wasn't right beside me. Since I didn't want there to be a festering problems over this, I coaxed Bryce into sitting on my lap, so he wouldn't feel left out or outdone by the other pair.

When I did that, it appeared as if Cam and Steve suddenly realized why I'd asked Bryce to sit on my lap, so they began apologizing to him for taking over his place beside me, but that only made matters worse. When they did that, Bryce began to eel badly about having been jealous of them and for acting so childish. It wasn't long after that before the boys were all apologizing to each other, which was actually kind of humorous, but I knew it was only because no one wanted to hurt the other's feelings.

I knew things might not always go this smoothly, but for now Cam and Steve were more than willing to bow to Bryce's position of having been the first one to come live with me. Therefore, they were willing to grant him the position of lead dog, even though he was actually the youngest, but it was obvious they both cared deeply for him and didn't want there to be problems. Bryce also came to his own realization, and it was that he needed them in his life, as well as me, so he began to make some adjustments of his own, so we would all be happy together.

After we finished watching television together, I took the boys upstairs and let them choose which bedroom they wanted. Bryce immediately offered to take the smallest of the three bedrooms, instead of the one I'd put him in when he first arrived, which was directly across the hall from my room. When the other pair began to object about him doing this, he announced that he spent most of his time in with me anyway and he planned to continue doing that, so he wouldn't be using the bedroom much. Therefore, he would rather see one of them have the larger room, rather than leaving it unused most of the time.

The other two got a chuckle out of hearing him admit this, since they knew it was Bryce's attempt to mark his territory and his way of letting them know that I was his, but it was also his way of saying that he still cared about them. If he didn't, then he wouldn't have given up that room and would have let one of them get stuck with the smallest bedroom instead. I think by doing this he proved that he wanted them to be equal members of this family, even though he was also telling them that he had long term plans for me.

Cam and Steve were also very good about humoring his request about the room and once again bowed to his seniority in the household. After that had been settled, Steve got the next choice of rooms, since he was the oldest of the other pair, and he chose the room that had once been my office. It was basically a square, although quite a large one, where the other room was rectangular, since it was slightly longer than wide, but it also looked out over the front of the house and Steve liked the idea of being able to see who was coming and going.

This left Cam with the room Bryce had before, but he seemed fine with that. Over the next half hour or so, the two of them got settled in and began to put their things away. I felt bad that Steve's room was still cluttered with my computer and the other things that I'd moved them when I turned it into my office, but he said he had no problem with it and could live like that until my new office was completed.

Once the boys finished unpacking and getting their rooms arranged, they asked me to play basketball with them next, so I did. They pitted Bryce and me against the two of them, because they felt those would be the fairest teams. I think they might have also figured that Bryce probably wouldn't handle it well if he wasn't on my team, but no matter what the reason was that led to this decision, it worked out for the best. In my heart I agreed with their observation and what they were doing, so we began our game.

Man, I marvel at how much energy teens have, and seeing these three were now 13, 14, and 15 and in their physical prime, I soon became winded and couldn't deal with the physical exertion any longer. Seeing how I was faring, the boys slowed the game down a bit and took it easy on me, so I could continue to play with them for a little longer. We played for another half hour after that and I think they enjoyed it nearly as much as I did.

Once we completed our game, the boys wanted to take a swim next, but this time they wanted me to join them. I hadn't done anything like this with Cam and Steve before, so after discussing it with them for a few minutes, I finally agreed to their request. We all went inside and began to strip down to get in the pool, but I was suddenly a bit apprehensive. This was going to be the first time either Cam or Steve had ever seen me naked, so I was a little self conscious about being around them for this reason. Since I knew about their past and all of the men and boys they had seen naked, I was worried what they might think about how I was hung. I was also worried that doing this might also make them feel that being naked around me meant they would also have to do certain things in return for living here, like having sex with me, and I certainly didn't want them to feel that way. So far they hadn't seemed to move in this direction and I preferred to keep it that way.

Once I was naked, no one made any adverse comments about my body, but I did get a sly smile from each of them, which I interpreted to mean that they approved. Once we were in the pool, the four of us began to horse around and the boys suddenly began trying to dunk me below the surface, but with varying degrees of success. Sometimes they would be able to force me under the surface, but other times I would be able to grab their arms when they snuck up behind me and tried to support their body weight on my shoulders, so they could use that leverage to force my body downward. Sometimes I would be able to flip them over my shoulder or manage to dunk them instead, but this didn't always work out quite the way I'd intended.

There were more than a couple of instances where I found myself wrestling with them for a few minutes instead, and when I went to grab them about the chest or waist so I could throw them off or pull them under with me, they would struggle to get free and frantically try to push my arms away. Sometimes when this happened, they would push my arms downward as they attempted to break my hold, so my hands or arms would wind up being accidentally placed around their genitals, so I'd quickly try to reposition my grasp.

There were also a few other occasions where the reverse would happen. Sometimes after I was able to flip them over my shoulder, the boys would accidentally come into contact with my junk as well, while they were fighting to keep from sinking deeper or as they attempted to return to the surface. Most of the time these incidents were all pretty innocent and harmless, but that soon changed.

After a while, I realized that both boys were beginning to do some of these things intentionally and even began grinding their dicks into me when they tried to grab or dunk me. I ignored it at first, thinking they would get over this after doing it a few times, until Cam boldly reached out and grasped my family jewels. Even though he did this in a playful manner, I immediately got out of the pool, because I wasn't sure how I should handle the situation. Cam quickly panicked when this happened and followed me out of the water, while apologizing profusely if he had hurt me when he grabbed my genitals.

"Cam, you didn't hurt me, so don't worry about that," I told him.

"Then what's the matter?" he wanted to know. "Did it bother you that I touched you there?"

"I guess maybe it did," I admitted. "I'm still a little leery about either touching or being touched by someone your age, because it could create major problems."

I wasn't sure if I was going to need to explain this further, so I tried to think what I was going to say next. I needn't have worried though, because he didn't give me a chance to say anything more.

"But Bryce said you and him are lovers and do all kind of things with each other, so I didn't think you'd get upset if I did something like that while joking around," he confessed. "I'm sorry if I was wrong."

"Cam, I'm not sure what Bryce told you, and yes, I have done things with him," I admitted. "It's just that I didn't want you or Steve to feel that you had to do those things with me too, just because I let you come here to live."

"We don't feel we have to do anything like that and I was just playing around," he replied. "I didn't mean to make you mad, but I didn't think you would mind if I got a little playful with you."

"I'm not mad, but I just wasn't sure how to handle what happened," I explained. "I invited you boys to live here with us so I could give you a fresh start and allow you to be able to enjoy your youth again. That means I didn't want you to have to worry about being sexual objects for adults, including me. I guess what bothered me the most was that I started to get aroused when you grabbed me like that."

"You did?" he asked, surprised. "You pulled away so quickly that I didn't have a chance to notice."

"Well, that doesn't matter now, but it's just that you boys weren't brought here to take care of my sexual needs or be my sex slaves," I responded.

"We know that, but Steve and I enjoy messing around with older guys once in a while too," he admitted. "We've talked about this and we both really like you too, but we don't intend to mess up what you and Bryce have going on either. We still wouldn't mind enjoying some action with you once in a while though, as long as you and Bryce can both handle it. Bryce did tell us he wouldn't mind us doing that once in a while, as long as we understood you were his."

Cam laughed after telling me that.

"Damn, I'm not sure if this is such a good idea, Cam," I confessed. "I'm trying to protect you boys, not take advantage of you, and now I'm beginning to question what Bryce and I are doing too."

"Why? Are you taking advantage of Bryce?" he asked.

"No, and I would never do that," I assured him.

"And you won't be taking advantage of us either," he stated. "If Steve or I do anything with you, it will be because we want to, not because we feel we have to. We understand what you're trying to do for us and we really appreciate it, but remember, we're not normal boys. We've had sex before and lots of it, with men and other boys, so anything we do with you will be because we want to do it and because we enjoy what we're doing. You don't have to feel bad or guilty about anything we do with you, but just don't tell us we can't do those things with you at all. Please let us make that choice for ourselves."

"You do have a point and it's basically what I've done with Bryce too," I conceded, "but I'll probably have to talk things over with him first, because I don't want to hurt him either."

"No, you don't have to talk this over with me, Uncle Kyle," came a voice from behind.

I turned to find Bryce and Steve right behind us and they had obviously overheard what had just transpired between Cam and myself.

"I love you, but I love both of these guys too," he told me. "You showed me that you can love me and still let me do things with other boys, so I guess I can I can be grown-up enough to let you have some fun with Cam and Steve too. Steve and I talked this over while you and Cam were talking, and I told him I wouldn't mind if they did stuff like that with you. I also think we can all have fun with each other, don't you?"

"Well, I guess I'm becoming more open to the idea all the time," I confessed.

"Then how about we go up to your room and have some fun right now," Steve suggested.

"All of us?" I shot back.

"Sure, why not? I think the three of us could show you some new tricks," Steve added. "Remember, we're not first timers at this."

"Yes, I know that, but I still have trouble accepting the fact, especially seeing how young you boys are," I admitted. "I can understand it mentally, but then when I see you, I just see three teenagers, so I still have a little trouble acknowledging the truth in what you say."

"Hey, don't feel bad about what we've been through, because not all of it was bad," Steve added. "We've learned lots of things and we've enjoyed a lot of what happened to us, even though there were other things that weren't so great. What is great is that you've taken us in to live with you, so now we can do what we enjoy with people we really care about and we can forget about all of those other things that weren't so great. So, can we go upstairs now and have some fun?"

Man, how can a kid so young think so clearly and be so persuasive? I'm not sure if I was that smart at his age, but then again, I was kind of sheltered. By now, however, all three boys were begging me to join them and trying to make sure I didn't say no, so I just nodded my head and they began to drag me into the house and up the stairs. When we got to my room, I had something to tell them before we began.

"Guys, condoms will have to be used, whether you're having sex with me or each other," I announced, "at least until we can get you to the doctor and have you tested. Bryce has already gone through that process, but since you've all had sex with others, I just want to make sure that you're healthy first, before I allow you to do anything without using protection."

The boys quickly agreed and then they made me lie on the bed, as the three of them placed themselves around me. Once they were in place, they began to do things to me at the same time, which put my body on complete overload. Steve started kissing me with a very passionate, open-mouth kiss and he let his tongue dart around my mouth. I returned the favor and allowed my tongue to do a very erotic dance with his, before I began to suck on his oral muscle, as if it was his penis, and slid it in and out between my lips.

While Steve and I were engaged in this pastime, Cam and Bryce were working on my chest and nipples, with each one licking, sucking and nibbling on one of those tiny nubs as if I were their nursemaid. I could also feel hands roaming elsewhere on my body and someone was stroking my manhood, although I couldn't be sure which one was doing this.

I was squirming and moaning like a whore in heat and my body was tingling like it had never tingled before. I felt as if I was on fire, while also being jolted intermittently with tiny electrical shocks in several different areas at the same time, because these boys really knew how to get a guy worked up. About that time, Steve stopped kissing me and straddled my chest, so he could place his beautiful cut cock right in front of me. Of course, this made the other two stop working on my nipples, because Steve's butt was now in the way, but I still felt someone playing with my penis, as I began to lick up the sides of Steve's pulsing member.

I began to nibble on his spongy head and slid my tongue along his piss slit, and then I eventually let my mouth slip over his turgid member and slide down the shaft. While I was doing this, I realized someone had slipped a condom over my dick and greased it up, and now one of them was lowering himself onto it. I let Steve's rod fall from my mouth momentarily, so I could stretch out and look around his waist to see who was doing that. When I leaned over far enough to see what was going on, I discovered it was Cam who was now impaling himself on my mast. As he began to lift himself up and down on my blood-engorged member, I went back to sucking on Steve and enjoying his fine piece of boy flesh, while I felt my juices begin the slow boil in my loins.

I wasn't sure what Bryce was doing at this point, while the other two were giving themselves to me, but I knew that I'd make it up to him later, once I was finished with this pair. As I was bobbing back and forth on Steve's erection, I began playing with his testicles and rolled them about in his sac while also tugging at them every now and then, to keep him from spraying his load too soon. Steve was apparently enjoying this, because his hips began to buck back and forth, to aid my effort, so now he was starting to take over supplying the momentum needed to get him off.

While Steve was working closer to feeding me his load, Cam was riding me like a pro and tensing his rectal muscles at all the right times. He was slowly revving my engine up, like a racecar driver coaxing the needle on his tachometer toward the red line. Out of the corner of my eye, I looked in the mirror on my dresser and saw Bryce kissing Cam, as Cam rode me, so I was relieved to know that he wasn't being left out of this activity entirely. Cam was really working me now and I knew he was angling the action so my penis would brush against his love button, because I could hear him moan and sigh each time I felt it brush against that leathery knob. It was becoming very clear to me that Cam was really having a good time.

About the same time, I began to realize that Steve was enjoying himself too and was nearly ready to shoot his load. I could tell this because he was beginning to grunt and take shorter breaths, but his rhythm had picked up noticeably as well. He was now really assaulting my face and seeking his release, and then his firm pole glided effortlessly past my lips one final time and remained in my throat. I could feel it swell in my mouth and could sense his testicles pulling up toward his body, as I held them in my hand.

At that moment, the first volley of his teen cream slammed into the back of my throat and I swallowed it down. Just as soon as this happened, he fired off his second and third blasts, and then I pulled back on his rod slightly, so I could catch his remaining shots on my tongue. Once he had emptied his balls into my gullet, he began to collapse on top of me, so I guided him onto the bed beside me instead. He was still panting and breathing in very shallow breaths, as he continued to react to his recent orgasmic release, so I let him enjoy his afterglow, as I focused on what Cam was doing to me.

He too had picked up his pace at this point and I could feel my juices flowing and beginning to rise up my shaft. My own hips were beginning to bounce up and down on the mattress, in order to match Cam's movements, and we had a good rhythm going now. I could tell that Cam was enjoying this nearly as much as I was and he had pushed Bryce away, so he could concentrate on what he was doing to me. Bryce now moved back to my chest, where he began to suck on one of my nipples again, but then he moved up to my mouth, and we began to kiss. I felt his tongue tracing the outline of my lips, but I was too far-gone to focus on what he was doing, but I did open my mouth, so he could have complete access.

It was about this time when I reached that point of no return, knowing I was about to paint the condom with my cum, so I drove my penis up into Cam, as far as it would go, and let loose with the first blasts of my hot seed. Cam moaned and then made a weak cry when this happened, and then he began to bounce even faster on my erupting cannon, trying to not only suck out the remaining juices, but to bring himself off as well. After a few more bounces with my cock striking his prostate, Cam began to pant and swoon, as he arched his back and spewed his load all over my chest and belly. When the last of his juices had pulsed from his dick, he collapsed on my chest, which forced Bryce to move out of the way. About this same time, my penis was beginning to wilt and slowly pull free of Cam's love tunnel, as we both tried to regain our senses after that marvelous climax.

I wasn't sure where Bryce went to at this point, until I felt him lifting my legs, so he could position himself to enter me next. I pulled Cam higher up on my body and began to kiss him, so he wouldn't interfere with Bryce seeking his own pleasure, as he slid his penis into me. He immediately began to frantically thrusting in and out, like a man in a hurry to get wealthy while digging for diamonds or gold.

This caused me to surmise that having watched the others having their fun must have made him very horny and caused him to need to get off quickly. I could feel him begin to pump into me even faster than before, so it didn't take him long to reach the edge of the cliff, so to speak, and spill his treasure into the cavern below. As I felt his love coating my bowels, he gurgled and sighed until the last of his seed had been emptied into me. Then, I urged him to crawl up next to me and lie by my left side, so there I was with Bryce on my left, Cam on top of me and Steve off to my right. How lucky could one man get?

Once the boys returned to their senses, they thanked me for that love making session and I responded that it was I who should be thanking all of them. After that, they all wanted to know if they could sleep with me tonight, since we'd all fit in my king-size bed, so I told them they could, as long as this didn't become a habit. They giggled at my comment and said they weren't sure they could keep that promise, but they would try to give me some time alone.

We did have to get up and shower first, especially Cam and me, but each of the boys wanted me to wash them too. I wasn't sure if I should be honored or feel like their manservant, but I did as they requested. When we came back out after we were done, Bryce got back in bed on my left side and Cam and Steve were on my right, with Cam being the closest to me. Once we were all comfortable, I said good night to them, before they decided that they all had to give me a very passionate good night kiss, and then we cuddled together to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up really early and discovered Bryce was still cuddled up against me, and when I looked in the other direction, I saw that Steve was awake too. When he saw that I was up as well, he tried to lean over Cam, so I thought he wanted to speak to me. Instead, he kissed me on the cheek and then tried to hug me. It wasn't easy for him to do this in the positions we were in, so I sat up and he quickly got on his knees. This made it a little easier for him to lean over Cam so we could hug, but he wanted to say something to me as well.

"I just want to thank you again for letting Cam and me come to live with you," he stated. "We were both really happy to get out of that place."

"Hey, I'm glad I could do it, but it wasn't that big of a deal," I told him.

"It was to Cam and me, because we'd still be in that awful place if you hadn't agreed to let us come here," he responded. "I couldn't believe it when the lawyer told us he had a place for us to go."

"Well, luckily we were able to get DSS to agree to it," I stated.

"Yeah, the lawyer told us what you did to them too," he said, with a wink and a grin. "I thought that was pretty funny. You had them by the balls and they knew it."

"Well, they did mess up where you boys were concerned," I replied. "I just wasn't about to let them get away with it."

"And when the lawyer told us Bryce was here too, then that was just too much," Steve added.

"Well, I thought you boys deserved to be together again," I explained. "After all, you did take care of one another and tried to protect each other the best you could."

"Yeah, but we didn't do a very good a job of that, did we?" he offered, to show he was unhappy about how things had worked out.

"You did as well as you could, and to tell you the truth, I'm surprised you lasted as long as you did," I confessed. "You boys are all pretty amazing, at least as far as I'm concerned."

"You are too," he countered. "Not everyone would have agreed to let us come live with them like this, especially knowing about our past."

"Well, Bryce and I hit it off, and I knew how much you two meant to him, so it was the least I could do for all of you," I offered.

"But you had never even met us and you didn't know much about us, just what Bryce had told you," Steve observed. "So I kinda found it hard to understand why you'd agree to let us come here to live? I mean, we do have police records and we did sell ourselves to different men, so I don't think many other people would have taken us in, knowing all of that stuff about us."

"You boys only did what you had to do to survive and I'd never hold that against you or fault you for it," I assured him. "You'll never hear me mention any of that or force you to do any of those things in the future."

"We appreciate that you aren't going to make us do those things with other guys," Steve acknowledged, "but we do want to do them with you."

He smirked at me after saying this, but then I heard another voice.

"We sure do, so don't ever try to stop us," Cam offered.

"I thought you were asleep," I stated, looking down at him and wondering how long he'd been awake and listening.

"Steve kind of kneed me when he went to hug you and that's what woke me up," he admitted.

"So why didn't you let us know you were awake," I pressed.

"I didn't want to interfere and thought I'd just see what you guys were talking about," he answered, before I heard another voice added to the mix.

"Me too," Bryce agreed.

"And how long have you been awake?" I asked, playfully.

"You woke me up when you sat up," he confessed. "I just wanted to see where you were going."

"But why didn't you let on that you were awake?" I pressed.

"I didn't want to stop you and Steve from talking," he confirmed, and I thought that was honest enough.

Since everyone was awake, I suggested we head downstairs, so I could fix them something to eat. Over breakfast, I began a conversation with the boys about what had happened the previous evening, because I wanted to make sure that they were all still ok with it. They each assured me that they were and they also told me that they had enjoyed it as much as any sexual experience they'd ever had. They said it had been more enjoyable than any of the other times because it was done purely out of love and gratitude by all parties, and it didn't have anything to do with money or survival.

Hearing them say this made me feel good in a way, although I still wasn't certain that this activity should ever be repeated. The boys, however, kept reassuring me that they enjoyed what had happened and were looking forward to doing more things like that in the future. I couldn't deny that I'd had those same thoughts myself, so maybe I was just over-thinking this. After all, everyone was obviously fine with what we'd done and we all seemed to enjoy it, so what was the harm?

My biggest concern was that I would merely end up becoming a replacement for their former foster father and wind up forcing them to do things solely for my benefit. I wasn't pimping out their services to make a living for myself, like Big John had, and I wasn't making any money off what the boys were doing, but I still didn't want them to think they had to please me sexually to continue living here.

After mulling this over a little longer, I came to the realization that they were the ones that had initiated this encounter in the first place and each of them seemed to really enjoy what had happened. Considering those additional facts, I finally concluded there was a huge difference in what we were doing and what they had done when they lived with Big John. I was trying to do my best to make certain I didn't harm them, as Big John had done, because I wasn't sure I could live with myself if I thought I was hurting them in any way.

After we finished breakfast and the boys had showered and dressed, I took them all to school, armed with the legal papers showing that I was their legal guardian. I also had the school records that our attorney had retrieved on both of them, so they could be placed in the correct grade and wouldn't be repeating any subjects they had already passed. After Bryce took off to attend his classes, I enrolled the other two and sent them on their way. Then, I took off to go to work for a while and attempted to get back into my normal routine.

Shortly after I walked into the office, my office manager commented about my other 'nephews' and wanted to know why I was suddenly being thrust into the role of parent, especially with the difficult job of raising three teenage boys. I merely explained that our family was going through some very rough times right now, which seemed to be affecting the children more than the adults, so I was trying to help out. I also added that seeing I had always gotten along so well with my nephews, the boys were the ones who had first suggested that maybe they could come live with me until things settled down at home.

Once the boys brought it up, their parents contacted me. They knew that I had enough money to support all three boys and a house large enough to accommodate them, plus I'd already established a connection with their sons and the boys had been the ones to suggest this. After we talked it over, their parents finally agreed that it might be best for their sons to get away from the problems for a while, so for the time being, I would have three teenagers to take care of and look out for. She accepted my explanation, although not before questioning what kind of problems their parents could possibly have that would cause them to send their sons away. I merely responded that it was a combination of different situations, which included health, marital and monetary difficulties, and she seemed to reluctantly accept that answer and let the topic drop.

Over the next few weeks, the boys and I became even closer, although things weren't entirely perfect. I would occasionally have to chastise one or more of them for not doing their chores or prod them into getting their homework done, but these were only minor difficulties and there were no major problems during this adjustment period. I think that most of these things were done just to test me and see how far they could push the rules. I also believe they wanted to see how firm I would be with them, as well as using my responses as a gauge to see if I actually cared about them or if I was just saying that. I knew this wasn't about not wanting to do their chores or homework, because they were used to doing those things, even at Big John's, and I'd heard they were all decent students. It seemed they were only using these situations as a ploy to learn more about me.

Once they discovered I wasn't about to let certain things slide, that I was concerned about them doing well and I cared deeply about them as individuals, their behavior improved. I think they were pleased that although I always forced the issue about them doing their chores or homework, I never did it out of anger, but only out of concern. Slowly, they began to accept the fact that I really did care about them and we were now, indeed, a family.

Even Bryce had been caught up in some of those situations and tested me too, since he was also beginning to question whether he meant as much to me now, as he did before the others arrived. After discovering that I treated each of them the same way and no one was shown any favoritism, he finally accepted that nothing had change between us. As soon as he came to the conclusion that I loved them all as my sons, he also gave up on trying to test my devotion to him.

Once that was behind us, Bryce and I sat down with Cam and Steve one evening, to see what we could discover about their time in the juvenile facility. At first they didn't want to talk about this, but eventually I convinced them it would do them good to get this out in the open. Over the next hour, they began to tell us about their time at that place.

"I was scared shitless when I first got sent there," Steve told me. "There were some really tough dudes in that place and most of them could have easily beat the crap out of me. I don't know if I was lucky or not, but the toughest of those creeps thought I was cute, so he made me his bitch and protected me while I was there."

"So you had to do sex stuff with him?" Bryce asked.

"Yeah, he made me suck him off and he would fuck me too," Steve admitted, "but it was either that or take my chances on my own. I made it seem like I hated it, but it actually wasn't that bad."

"Was he at least good looking or nice?" Bryce asked, naively.

"No one is exactly nice in that place, not even the guards," Steve admitted. "He wasn't the greatest looking guy either and he certainly wasn't the best lover I'd ever had. Everything with him was fast and hard, but I'd done things with worse creeps at the farm, so I was able to handle whatever he dished out."

"So did you really hate doing it with him or did you only make him think that?" Bryce followed.

"Since he was kind of gross, I tried to avoid doing anything with him at first, but he kind of forced me, " Steve offered. " I guess it was a good thing I gave in though, because otherwise he'd have beat the shit out of me and then did it anyway, but this way he ended up protecting me. It just worked out that it was good that I tried to fight him off first."

"Why was that good?" Bryce asked.

"Actually, it turned out the it was good thing, because after I'd been there a little while, I discovered that the gay guys ended up getting fucked by everyone in there," Steve confirmed. "The guys with the muscles would pass those guys around to all of their friends like a joint, with everyone getting a chance to try it."

"So you were ok after that?" Bryce asked next.

"Pretty much," Steve confirmed. "It wasn't the greatest place to be and the guards were real bastards to us, but if you didn't mind having to be locked up most of the time, taking group showers in front of the guards, having urinals that were just troughs, commodes that didn't have stalls and were out in the open, and eating real shitty food, then it wasn't so bad."

"What about you, Cam," I asked next.

"I was totally frightened too, but I knew they were taking me to the same place that they had taken Steve, so I was also kinda hopeful that we'd be together again," he confessed.

"So did you run into Steve as soon as you got there?" Bryce wanted to know.

"No, I was taken there late at night, so they kept me by myself until the next morning," Cam answered. "When they put me in with the others, I looked for Steve but didn't see him, and then these other guys came over and started to give me shit. They were telling me how they were going to fuck the shit out of me, when this other dude came over and made them back down,"

"And that's when you saw Steve?" Bryce pressed.

"Not yet," Cam replied. "The guy protecting him was the one that came over and stopped those other guys, so when I followed him away from there, that's when I saw Steve."

"So then you guys got to talk?" Bryce asked next.

"When Steve told the guy he knew me, then he let us talk for a little while and that's when Steve told me to do whatever they wanted, but to make it seem like I hated doing it," Cam answered. "I'm glad he did that or I might have been one of those guys that got passed around like a piece of raw meat."

"I'm glad that didn't happen," Bryce responded, "but does that mean you had to do stuff with the same guy Steve did it with?"

"No, that guy saved me from the others, but then I he gave me to one of his buddies who thought I was cute and I became his bitch<" Cam told us. "That meant I had to do stuff with him for the rest of the time I was there, if I wanted them to continue to protect me from the others, but it also let me be around Steve some of the time."

"So was it really bad for you?" Bryce continued.

"It wasn't so bad, especially after being at the farm, because I only had to do things with that one guy," Cam confessed, "but it wasn't as great as being here. I just did what I had to do until we got out of there."

"I'm glad you were able to help each other out and got to be together some of the time," Bryce commiserated. "I'm also glad you had someone that could protect you from even worse things and that you eventually got to come here to live with us."

Both boys merely nodded their heads in response, so we didn't push them to give us any more information.

Later that week, the doctor's office called and asked me to bring Cam and Steve in, because their test results were back. To my surprise, we were told that both boys were given a clean bill of health, just like Bryce. I guess I had figured that at least one of them would have picked up something from the farm or the juvenile facility, but fortunately that wasn't the case.

On the way home from there, that duo asked me if we could stop using the condoms now, so I agreed that we could. This request also made me wonder which was most important to them - that they hadn't picked up any diseases or that they could get away from using protection now.

Chapter 26
Starting Over

Even though Bryce was on the football squad, he spent about half of his time on the bench. He played corner back on the defense, because he was quick and unafraid to tackle the bigger guys, but he just didn't have the necessary skills to play on offense. He was too small for the line and most of the guys in the backfield or playing end had been participating in organized ball for a minimum of three years, in the youth leagues. Unfortunately, Bryce hadn't had that opportunity, but he was making the most of the chance he had now. He worked hard at practices and had impressed the coaching staff, so that's why they gave him a shot on the defensive squad.

The boys also decided to each take up a musical instrument at school, because they shared this group fantasy about one day having their own band. Although the instruments they would be learning at school weren't exactly the ones they would play if they had their own band, they decided to use the opportunity the school offered to discover if they had any musical ability, since it didn't cost them anything extra. After selecting an instrument from the list the school offered, they decided this would at least help them learn the basics.

Steve wanted to play the drums, so he ended up in the percussion section, where he would learn to play the snare drum, bass drum and cymbals. These weren't quite the same as the drum set he'd play if he were in a rock-n-roll band, as opposed to a marching band, but he'd learn how to hold the drumsticks, read music, keep the beat and get most of the essentials.

Cam totally surprised me when he announced he was taking up the double bass, or what is sometimes referred to as the string bass or upright bass in the orchestra. Although he isn't quite dwarfed by this rather large instrument, because they had a 3/4 size bass for him to use, it did make him look considerably smaller. This also wouldn't be easy for him to learn to play, because of both its size and the thick strings it used, but he was eager to try it and doing this would teach him what he needed to know about the bass line. He would also have to play it both with and without using a bow (meaning both arco and pizzicato), but it was the latter that he was more focused on. Cam had elected to play the bass, because he wanted to play the bass guitar in the band and this would teach him what he would need to know for later.

Bryce's selection surprised me as well, because he chose to take up the violin. When I questioned him about this, he told me he was doing this because he thought it would help him get used to the fingering. Even though this would be done on the slender neck of the violin, he still felt it would be similar enough to the fingering that would he would use on the fret of a guitar, and that's really what he wanted to learn how to play. As long as they were each happy with their choices, since they had seemed to put a great deal of thought into their selections, I certainly wasn't about to object.

Once I'd discovered what they were doing, I told them that if they succeeded with these instruments, then I'd be willing to buy the ones they really wanted to play and would need for the band. I also offered to pay for private lessons on the correct instruments later, once they became proficient on the others and were ready to switch over. This only added to their excitement and they eagerly agreed to my plan.

The only stipulation I made about them doing this was that they still had to do their chores and keep their grades up, because music lessons were secondary to their formal education. The boys had no problem agreeing to this stipulation and worked very hard practicing on their school instruments whenever they had free time, so they gradually began to improve and got better at playing them. I knew, however, that it would probably take a year or two on these instruments until they reached their potential and learned if they wanted to keep going, but they were very eager to make this work.

The boys also began to get involved in other activities at school as well and often tried out for parts in school productions. Whenever they weren't selected for a part, they would still get involved in the extended company or help out with other aspects of the production. At times, they would work making sets, help with the props and costumes, or they might assist with the lighting for a play or musical. They would even help the other actors practice their lines, by reading the other parts to make certain that the person not only knew his own lines, but that he also recognized where he was to come in.

The boys also began to make friends and form other attachments, plus Cam and Steve even tried their hand at seeing if they had any attraction to the opposite sex. This was met with varying degrees of success and satisfaction from their efforts, but they eventually ended up concluding that neither of them were what anyone would consider straight. At best, Cam and Steve thought they might be bisexual, but they knew they still enjoyed their sessions with each other, as well as with some of their other friends, Bryce and me to ever want to give that up. I truly believed in my heart that they would each end up with another guy some day, although they had to see how green the grass was on other side of the fence, before they made any long-term commitments.

Along the way, I had many talks with the boys, in an attempt to help them sort out their true feelings about everything they were doing. They were very open with me and I talked with them about what they did with the girls and how they'd enjoyed it, as well as about what they did with their other male friends or with the rest of us at home, to see if they had any regrets about what we'd been doing together. The boys continued to insist that they enjoyed doing those things with us too and didn't want that to stop, but they also wanted to try the other stuff, to see if they might like those as well.

In the end, I finally had to agree with them that we all loved each other way too much to put a lot of restrictions on what we did with each other. Most of the time we would only wind up using two beds for the evening, since one of the boys would spend the night with me, while the other two opted to share one of the other beds. It was just our way of showing how much we loved each other.

Sometimes these sessions wouldn't even get sexual and we'd just give each other massages or merely cuddle and maybe kiss a little, but there were other times when no holds were barred. Sometimes we even had group sessions, like we did that first night, and then there were other times when the boys wanted to be alone with each other or with some of their other friends, so I spent more than a few nights by myself as well.

I had some trepidation at first about allowing the boys to do stuff with their other friends at the house, because if anyone else found out and complained, I'd not only face legal problems and possibly lose my home, but I could also lose the boys. At first I didn't want to let them do this, but the boys and their friends kept pleading with me to give in and promised that nothing would ever go wrong and no one would ever find out. After thinking this over for a long time, I finally agreed to allow them to do this with their friends when they stayed over, but only as long as it was what their friends wanted to do and those boys promised to never to talk about it with others. Once they'd all promised they would agree to these stipulations, I finally gave in.

The boys and their friends also did a lot of skinny-dipping in the pool and didn't seem to care if I was around when this happened, so how lucky is that? Not only would they parade around naked in front of me, but there were also many times when they'd come right out and ask me various questions about sex or sexual activities. I would always try to answer them the best I could and whenever I wasn't sure of the answer, I'd take them inside and we'd look the information up on the computer. I was totally amazed at how open these boys were with me about discussing things of this nature, but it also made me feel good to know that I could fill in the gaps of the things that they were either afraid to ask their parents and others, or because they were hesitant to accept the potential misinformation they received from their peers.

Bryce had also become very close with the two boys that had gone shopping with us, as well as the two others from his football team that had joined us for his birthday party. They all tended to be fairly frequent visitors at our home, but they also weren't shy about joining my boys in having some good times together. I generally made sure that I stayed out of those sessions, but the other boys did try to drag me into their activities on a few occasions, although I resisted. I didn't mind loving my own boys and having sex with them, but I didn't want this to evolve into my taking advantage of every kid that wandered into my home. Some of those other boys did ask me to do things with them or offered to do things for me, but I turned them down by saying that I thought it would be best if they kept to others in their own age group.

Bryce, Cam and Steve all continued to call me Uncle Kyle, but I truly felt as though I were their father. We talked about all kinds of things, including my trying to discourage them from using drugs, alcohol and tobacco, but we also had discussions on various other topics too, such as autoerotic asphyxiation, bondage, sadomasochism and other sexual fetishes and current fads.

As knowledgeable as the boys were about gay sex, Cam and Steve were still fairly naïve about some aspects of heterosexual sex. They asked me such questions as if a girl could get pregnant the first time she had intercourse or would the girl get pregnant if the boy pulled out before ejaculating, so I knew we had some work to do in this area. Even though I was by no means an expert on the topic, I did have a fairly decent general understanding concerning male-female sexual relations, and whatever I didn't know, we looked up the information together online. I also made sure to download a few amateur straight videos for them to watch, along with a couple of professionally made videos, which I hoped might provide them with some tips or techniques they might be able to use.

We also talked about their futures and what they might like to do after they finished school, and I even discussed the possibility of them attending college or a trade school after they graduated, to see if they thought that was something they might be interested in doing. Although none of the boys wanted me to have to pay for their education, we did talk about other possible ways they could do this, including working hard and trying to earn a scholarship or taking out loans. This led me to offer to pay for their education and then let them pay me back later, after they started their careers, rather than have them take out other types of loans. Although I wasn't worried about them reimbursing me, I did tell them the loans would be at zero percent interest, if they decided to go that route. At least this gave them some options to consider.

Not all of our time together was spent talking though. We also did a variety of fun things together as well, such as camping, fishing, hiking and attending sporting events, as well as going to shows and movies. I also used some of our time to get them involved in some new hobbies, such as woodworking, ceramics and different athletic activities. This included the things that Bryce and I had done together, which meant I tried to teach them to bowl, roller skate, golf and play tennis, plus I even planned on taking them downhill skiing and snowboarding, as soon as there was snow.

The boys and I were bonding on many different levels and we'd also discovered that we had a great many interests in common, such as the various activities we did together. In fact, it made me begin to wonder if it would have worked out any better than this if I'd had my own sons, flesh of my flesh and blood of my blood. Even though I thought about this, I tended not to analyze it for very long though, because it didn't really matter. Instead, I was determined to enjoy this for what it was, a man bonding with his sons, biological or not.

My lawyer also checked in with us from time to time to see how the boys were doing, because he wanted to make sure that they were happy and fitting in. This case had become much more to him than just being about the money he'd make from it or merely taking another case through the legal system, because he actually seemed to be interested in the boys and wanted them to do well. It was very gratifying to see that he didn't think of the boys as just another case number and that he actually cared that they flourished.

We also had to go through some unannounced visits from DSS throughout that first year as well, to determine the fitness of both my home and me as a parent. We actually had a couple of very close calls with the caseworker too, such as one afternoon when we were all swimming naked in the pool. The boys were always after me to join them, even when they had friends over, so we'd been doing this quite regularly. We happened to be swimming alone this afternoon, just the four of us, when the doorbell rang. Since I couldn't answer the door naked, I slipped on my trunks and grabbed a towel, so I could dry off a little as I walked to see who was there.

Fortunately, Bryce had peeked out to see who was at the door as well, since he wondered if one of his friends might have come over to visit. When he saw who was there, he was able to run back to the pool and warn the others to grab the spare swimsuits they kept out in the tool shed, just in case we had unexpected company, so they had put them on before they got back into the water. When I led the caseworker back to where the boys were, I held my breath, but luckily they had their suits on and were racing with each other. I should have known that these little devils were always one-step ahead of me and would bail me out of any embarrassing situation. The caseworker then completed the rest of her investigation and gave us her approval for the visit, so we moved one step closer to becoming an official family unit.

Another time we had a close call was on a Saturday. The boys each had a friend stay over on Friday night and I had taken all of them to the varsity football game, but then they had messed around in their rooms later, before they went to bed. Then, out of the blue, a caseworker showed up at the house the next morning. I was up and doing things downstairs when the doorbell rang, but the boys were still up in their rooms and sleeping in, after staying up late and having some fun. Once I saw who was at the door, there was no way I could leave the woman and warn the boys, as she began her tour of the house. I held my breath as we headed upstairs, and when she saw the doors to the boys' rooms were closed, I informed her that I respected the boys' privacy and we'd have to knock before entering, and she agreed.

We came Cam's door first and I had no idea what to expect when we opened the door, but I was relieved to see that he and one of his friends were sitting in shorts and tee-shirts playing video games. She walked around the room to check it out, and then we went over to Bryce's room and knocked on his door.

After being told to come in, she opened the door and found Bryce and his friend were also dressed and they were looking at something on the laptop Bryce's friend had brought with them. They even made sure to leave this up for her to read and I noticed her glancing at what was on the screen. I went over to glance at it too and the document looked like notes about some literary assignment, so it appeared the boys were studying for a test for one of their classes. Satisfied with what she saw on the computer, she quickly walked around and checked out the rest of the room, before she moved on to the next one.

Steve had also been prepared, so he and his friend were listening to some of his CD's, which he quickly turned down when we entered. She looked around his room after seeing what they were up to and before going to check out my room next, and then we went back downstairs, before she left.

I was amazed that all of the boys had been awake, dressed and doing an acceptable activity, since I was convinced we'd catch at least one group in a compromising position, so I went back upstairs to question them about how we had been so lucky. It turned out that Steve had heard the doorbell ring, because his room is above the front entrance, so he got up, looked out his window and noticed the county car. Seeing that, he raced around to the other two rooms and warned the rest of the boys, so they all had time to dress while I was giving her a tour of the first floor.

The boys also quickly cleaned up their rooms and set up some sort of neutral activity before we got there, so she wouldn't find anything wrong. I thanked them for their diligence and quick thinking, but they insisted they had more to loose than I did, so it benefited them to be on their toes as well. I thanked them again and we had several good laughs about this during the rest of the day. Those two nearly embarrassing instances also came up from time to time over the next few weeks as well, as we thought about what she might have discovered if Bryce and Steve hadn't been on guard.

At first I was also concerned about what the other boys might have thought about the caseworker showing up like that, so I merely told them this was required, because I was only the boys' uncle and not their biological parent. For that reason, DSS had to give its ok for the boys to be able to stay with me and this seemed to satisfy their curiosity. It also kept us from having to explain this situation any further and the boys had no problem with what had happened. They were just grateful that I let them come over so often, sometimes to stay overnight, and they also liked the fact that I allowed them to have a little fun with each other while they were here.

The boys' friends had even become so comfortable being around me and being naked in the pool that they sometimes started doing sexual things with each other when I was still around. None of them seemed concerned about my presence or that I saw what they were doing, and a few of them even tried to get me to join in their fun. Most of the time I would take the high road and leave them to their own devices, but there were a couple of occasions when they were extremely persistent and caught me at a weak moment.

When this happened, I agreed to join in the fun with them, but I never had anal sex with anyone other than my boys. I would sometimes masturbate or suck one of their friends off, but I avoided letting them do anything to me. Somehow the idea of allowing them to pleasure me just felt totally inappropriate, although I didn't mind providing them with a little enjoyment. It was just that I would have felt guilty asking them to do those same types of things for me, especially since I knew what Bryce, Cam and Steve had been forced to do.

The calendar had just flipped over to October, when I got a call from Jim. We hadn't seen Troy and his father since Bryce's birthday party, but he had phoned to tell me he had to go away over Columbus Day weekend and wondered if I'd mind having Troy stay with us. When I told him I looked forward to it, he advised me that he would be leaving on Friday morning, before the Monday holiday, and then not returning to the area until Tuesday night.

After he had explained his situation to me, I offered to pick Troy up at the farm Friday afternoon, after he got out of school, and then told him I'd take his son back Tuesday morning and drop him off at his school. I also volunteered to take Troy out and help him look after the animals over the weekend, but Jim said one of his neighbors was going to do that for him. Jim then thanked me multiple times for allowing Troy to stay with us and for transporting him back and forth, since he felt I had to go out of my way to pick Troy up and then take him back, but I told him it was no problem and I was merely helping out members of my family.

That Friday afternoon, after picking my boys up from school, we drove out to the farm to get Troy. He had his things packed and was waiting for us on the front porch, so it was obvious that he was eager for us to show up. As soon as we got out of the car, he ran over and gave us each a big hug and a kiss, and then we helped him load his things into the trunk, before we got back into the car and began the drive back to our place. Once we got there, we made sure that Troy got his things squared away fist, before I took them all out to dinner.

Since we hadn't seen Troy in a while, we let him decide what he was hungry for and then I chose the restaurant based upon his decision. Since Troy grew up on the ranch, he was primarily a meat and potato man, so I took them to a local steakhouse for our evening meal. We ordered three appetizers to start, which we all shared, and then each of the boys and I ordered one of the steaks for dinner.

All four boys were happy to be together again and eagerly filled each other in about what had been going on in their lives since they had last seen each other. During this discussion, we were surprised to discover that Troy had a girlfriend, since he hadn't had one a month earlier, but he told us they hadn't done anything more than make out and do a little petting with each other. He also admitted that his girlfriend had become more than a little anxious about doing anything more with him after they got into each other's pants and she'd discovered what huge penis he had. She immediately became fearful of choking on it, if they tried oral sex, but she was even more terrified of the thought of having it crammed inside of her, because she felt it would tear her apart. We could all empathize with her concerns, but that was something Troy would have to work out with her, if he hoped to go further.

On the way back to the house, the boys quickly made plans for what they were going to do this weekend and at least half of those plans concerned sex, but that was no surprise to me, seeing they were horny teenagers. Since Troy was going to be with us four nights (Friday through Monday), he figured he could be alone with each of us for one night. The boys were all good with his plan, so they ganged up on me to go along with what he wanted to do. I wasn't opposed to it, seeing Troy and I have done things together before, but this time he wanted to be on both the giving and receiving end with whoever he was with that night. I thought that was a pretty aggressive plan, although I was fairly certain that he'd also be able to pull it off, so I eventually gave in.

Once we were home, the boys wanted to take a dip in the pool next, so I told them that would be fine. As soon as we walked through the door, clothes were being taken off and tossed in all directions, which meant they were scattered across the family room, as the boys made their way out to the pool. Since I was the last one to enter the house, I didn't see this mess until it was too late, but I planned to speak with them about this later and I would definitely make them clean it up before they went to bed.

I wasn't planning to go swimming with them this time, since I felt they needed some time alone to bond and become reacquainted, but before long I was surrounded by four young men pleading with me to come out and join them. After stating my case, they countered with their own arguments, and then four pairs of hands began grabbing at my clothing and trying to take different items off my body. Since I didn't want them to rip or damage anything, I agreed to do it myself, but only after they had picked up their own things and placed them neatly in piles on the furniture. Once that was done, I stripped and went out to the pool with them.

"Uncle Kyle, I'm glad you finally gave in," Troy told me. "I'd hate to come for a visit and not have you join in the fun with us."

"Well I didn't have much choice in the matter, did I?" I asked, tongue-in-cheek. "Otherwise, I would have been attacked and molested in my own family room."

Troy, along with the other boys, were all giggling over my comment. They knew how it might have looked if anyone else had seen what they were doing, but they did wind up getting their way.

"It's just because this was important to me, so the other guys offered to help me convince you to do it," Troy replied.

"Convince me, as in strip me naked and make me do it, whether I wanted to or not?" I teased, but Troy suddenly looked hurt.

"If you really don't want to do this, then I won't say anything if you want to go back into the house," he stated, but I could tell it wasn't really what he wanted.

"No, Troy, that's not what I meant. I was just teasing. If this is that important to you, then it's really not a big deal for me, because I want to see you happy," I confessed, while giving him a hug.

He hugged me back and then playfully gave me a smack on my bare ass cheek.

"Then don't make we feel so bad," he chastised me, in jest.

We spent over an hour in the pool and then we went inside to watch a DVD. The boys wanted to watch a 'Weeds' DVD and asked me to join them, so we settled in to enjoy a couple of episodes. "Weeds' is about a fictional American family, but after the father suddenly dies of a heart attack, the mother decides to sell cannabis in order to support her family. This program appeals mostly to the younger crowd, but I was able to appreciate it as well, although it's not something I would have personally chosen to do, if I had been in her place.

Once we finished doing that, the boys suggested we all go to bed. Troy had agreed to be in with Steve tonight, so the other two immediately informed me that they were spending the night with me. They didn't ask, mind you, and automatically assumed that I'd do whatever they requested, but they knew I'd probably end up giving in. Let's hope they don't cause me to have a heart attack fulfilling their demands, so I end up leaving them in the lurch, as happened in 'Weeds.'

When we got to my bedroom, Bryce announced that he wanted me to make love to him, so Cam asked if he could do that to me at the same time. The idea of being sandwiched between these two adorable young men was very appealing, so I agreed. We got into position, lubricated and stretched each other for a couple of minutes, before I entered Bryce and Cam slid inside me. I ended up supplying most of the body movement, first driving my penis into Bryce and then backing onto Cam's dick, as Cam and I worked our way to an orgasm. Since I didn't want Bryce to be left out, I reached around his body and masturbated him at the same time, so after a very hectic, sweaty and extremely exhausting coupling, we all ejaculated within a forty second period of each other, after taking many minutes to work our way to this pinnacle.

I showered with both boys after we'd recuperated, since I have a large shower in the master bedroom, and then we cuddled together on my bed. I slept that night with a very satisfied boy in each arm, so it was a very enjoyable and relaxing night's slumber for me.

On Saturday, I took the boys to the Formula One Go-cart Track first, so we could make a few runs before it got too busy. Of course, the boys wanted to race, and we did, but not without having a very close call, when Cam very narrowly avoided an accident when he misjudged taking a corner, while trying to take the inside line on one of the others. Doing this nearly caused him to crash into the protective barriers lining that corner, so he was very fortunate to manage to avoid hitting them at the last second, while also avoiding the other cart. After watching this nearly happen, it scared the crap out of me, because I certainly didn't want to spend any more time sitting by the hospital bed of another injured boy, while praying that he'd be all right. After that, the boys were a little more cautious and took fewer risks, so we ended up having a really good time,

After we finished up there, I took them out to lunch next and then we went to play miniature golf after that. The boys were very competitive, since each one wanted to be the overall winner, so they added a lot of mental pressure to the other boys by talking to them and trying to psych them out on nearly every shot. Over the course of eighteen holes, they made a few incredible shots, and even though they claimed it was all skill, it looked more like luck to me, but they also made some disastrous attempts as well.

There were a variety of shots that landed in hazards, a couple that even managed to leave the course momentarily and another that got hung up in one of the many obstacles that were strewn throughout the course. It took us nearly a minute to help the unlucky golfer get his golf ball out of that obstacle again, and he ended up taking the maximum number of strokes for the hole. In the end though, Steve was declared the winner, but not without some good-natured claims of cheating and the use of an illegal putter, although it was the same putter that he had been given when we first checked in.

When we got back to the house, the boys wanted to take a swim to help them cool off next, so after I got them to agree to put their clothes in neat piles this time, instead of tossing them all around the family room, I agreed to join them. They started off with chicken fights, and since I was the odd man, I let them do this on their own. Bryce got on Steve's shoulders and Cam rode Troy, so to speak, and the boys were serious about winning. There were times when Bryce or Cam were dangling from their partner's shoulders and trying to use their stomach muscles to right themselves again, while their mounts did his best not to topple over, due to the sudden shift in weight distribution. In the end, Cam and Troy won, much to the chagrin of the other pair.

Once they finished doing that, they hopped out of the pool, so they could come over and approached me. I was sitting on a chair at one of the patio tables at the time, and before I realized what they were up to, they pulled me out of the chair, dragged me across the short expanse to the edge of the pool and pushed me in. I managed to take three of them with me though, since I latched on to the boys that had a hold of each of my arms, but I also dragged along the one that had jumped on my back, as he tried to propel me forward by using his body momentum as he leaped on my back. I probably didn't need to do those things though, because the remaining boy jumped in right after we all went in and then we spent the next few minutes trying to dunk one another.

Unfortunately, this degenerated into a grab ass session, where each of the boys was trying to grab me in strategic areas so I'd respond to their attack. While I was focused on the one doing that, then one of the others would jump on my back and attempt to push me under the surface of the water. Since this strategy was working for them to some extent, I had to fight dirty too, so I started grabbing their manly equipment from time-to-time, to make up for their advantage in numbers.

Once we tired of doing this, we went inside and the boys suggested they wanted to watch a 'Breaking Bad' DVD this time. This was another show geared toward the younger crowd, and it revolved around a high school chemistry teacher who had agreed to assist a drug dealer in producing meth. The teacher felt he had to do this in order to make some additional money to help provide for his family, after he'd been diagnosed with lung cancer. Along the way, the pair got into some questionable, and sometimes hilarious, situations, but the teacher also lost his moral compass and went from being the 'good guy with a problem' to becoming 'one of the villains.'

After we finished watching a couple of episodes, I talked it over with the boys to see what they wanted for dinner tonight and most of them wanted either pasta or pizza. Since this was their decision, I took them to an Italian restaurant I was fond of and allowed them satisfy their dietary cravings. Personally, I went with the Chicken Parmesan and salad, while letting them order whatever sounded good.

When we returned home afterward, the boys were ready to chill out, so I dug out an old 'Uno' deck I had and we played that game for a while. The boys quickly discovered that they got a kick out of dumping on each other with the 'Skip,' 'Draw Two,' 'Reverse.' 'Wild,' and 'Wild Draw Four' cards, which caused those beside them to either lose a turn or end up with a fistful of cards, while the others were able to get rid of their own cards. Needless to say, I heard more than a few derogatory comments made whenever this happened, and the boys called each other a few less than complimentary names, but it was all in fun, so no one got mad. Believe it or not, I won, because the boys got so focused on each other that they sort of forgot about me. You should have seen the expressions on their faces when I cried 'Uno!' and then went out the next time it came around to me again, because I had been holding back a 'Wild' card.

The boys wanted a rematch, but I told them I was tired and wanted to get some sleep. After I'd said that, they immediately announced that Troy was going to be with Cam tonight, which meant Steve and Bryce were going to sleep with me. I had thought Steve and Bryce might want to be alone with each other, but that wasn't the case, so while Steve made love to me tonight, I gave Bryce a blowjob, and then the boys slept cuddled against me, similar to the previous evening.

Sunday morning, I took them all to church first and then we went out to eat. After we finished doing that, we went home to change and then I took them over to the roller rink. Since Bryce had done this with me a few times before, he was getting better at it, but the other three found this nearly as difficult as Bryce had the first time I'd brought him here. There were more than a few less than graceful falls, with some of those being more than a little painful, so I was convinced that the boys would have a few swollen areas and some black-and-blue marks to nurse after we got back. They did admit they'd had fun doing this, but they also assured me they'd do better the next time, which let me know they were willing to do this again.

When we got home, the boys announced they wanted to go swimming again, but they were fairly laid back this time, since I think they were allowing the water to soothe the areas of their body that had unceremoniously come into contact with the roller rink floor. For that reason, they didn't seem inclined to participate in any horseplay this time around, so after a leisurely hour or more in the water, we got out dried off and went in the house again.

The boys began to call for an 'Uno' rematch as soon as we got inside, so I gave them a chance to get their revenge - and boy did they. I got dumped on by the pair on either side of me all game long, so Bryce ended up winning today. I don't think it mattered to the boys who won, as long as it wasn't me again. They all looked and acted very smug when I was defeated, although I told them I didn't do badly for four-against-one.

After going out to a Chinese restaurant for dinner, the boys decided they wanted to watch a couple of episodes of 'Dexter' this evening. This is a show about a forensic specialist with the police department who has a very dark secret - he is also a serial killer. The thing is, he only kills those he feels are unredeemable and have managed to beat the system, but he also makes sure they realize what is happening to them, as they endure a rather dramatic, and painful, demise. This show gets rather gory at times, but it has an interesting storyline and has become a very popular series. I think the boys liked the fact that the bad guys always got what they deserved, and this possibly made them feel better about their own pasts and what had been done to them.

Tonight, Troy and Bryce spent the night together, so I ended up with Cam and Steve. Tonight, Steve made love to me again, while I did the same to Cam, but he urged me not to masturbate him while we did this, as I had done to Bryce when the three of us had been together. He just wanted me to make certain that my penis stroked his prostate while we were making love, because he knew that would be enough to get him off. After placing a towel beneath him, we began, and true to his word, that's precisely what happened for him. Even though I knew there weren't a great many people that would end up ejaculating just from this type of stimulation, he was definitely one of those rare individuals. Armed with that knowledge, I'm beginning to believe that Bryce and Cam are true bottoms, although they also like being on top once in a while too.

Monday, being a legal holiday that the boys had off from school, meant that I had to come up with even more ways to entertain them. First, I took them bowling, which only proved to me that none of them would ever make a living at this sport. They did have a good time, however, and they really loved competing against everyone else, but most of all they really loved ragging on each other whenever they made a bad shot - and that also included me. They all dumped on me, mercilessly, whenever I ended up with a split or missed a spare, but I knew it was just another way for them to show their love for me, although I did begin to wonder if it was worth it. In the end though, I decided that I definitely needed these boys and their love, no matter what price I had to pay to keep it.

After lunch, I took them to the cinema complex and we spent a couple of hours in the dark watching another action-adventure flick. The boys seemed to enjoy the movie, and it wasn't the worst one I'd ever seen, but it did take up most of the afternoon and gave me some time to renew my energy level.

For dinner that evening, Bryce suggested that we just go to the diner we liked to frequent from time to time, and the others readily agreed with his choice. This was another low-key event for us and the waitress had to pull three tables together, so we'd all be able to talk while we ate. The boys discussed the movie we'd seen earlier and then decided that we'd take another swim when we got home, but I could see Troy wasn't quite as into this as the others were. I think I knew the reason why, but I didn't know how to make him feel better about it, so I didn't say anything at the time. Instead, I'd try to address the issue with him at home, later.

When we returned from dinner, we watched television for a while, before we jumped in the pool. I could see Troy seemed to be having fun, but I could also tell he wasn't having the same great time he'd had the past few nights, but I didn't know what I could do to cheer him up and make him feel better. Unfortunately, my concentration on his situation kept getting sidetracked, whenever one boy or another would try to dunk my body or challenged me to do something else, usually a race. Before long, it was time for them to head up to bed, since they would have to return to school tomorrow. Since Troy had let me know he'd be sleeping with me tonight, I followed him upstairs and saw how slowly he was moving. When we got to my room, I decided to address the issue with him.

"Are you ok?" I asked. "I can tell you're a little down."

"Yeah, I guess maybe I am," he confessed. "I saved you for last, because I wanted to be with you right before I returned home, but it just reminds me of how much I'm really going to miss you guys again. Don't take this wrong, because I really had a great time being here for this long weekend, but that's also what makes it so much harder to have to leave."

"We enjoyed having you here as well, but there will be other times we'll be together," I pointed out. "You've just got to make the most of the time we spend together and then keep those memories until we are able to get together again."

"I know, but I'm just not sure when that will happen," he countered. "I wish we lived closer to each other, so we could get together and do things like this more often."

"I agree, but that's not how it worked out," I countered. "We'll just have to make sure we have as much fun as we can with each other every time we get the chance then."

That night, Troy made love to me first and then I returned the favor. I certainly felt full when he was inside me, at least when compared to the other boys, but it was definitely rewarding. In a way, I hated to see him go back home too and I wished he could remain here with us, but he had a life with his father on their little ranch and I knew he would miss that, probably even more than he missed fooling around with us. We'd just have to make the best of it and enjoy each other when we got the chance to be together again.

Troy cuddled with me all evening, but he was just as morose when I woke him up the following morning, when I urged him to get ready, so I could take him to school. I was going to take him earlier than we'd originally planned, so instead of taking him to school, I'd drop him off at his place and then he could take the bus from there, as he normally would. That way, I'd be back in time to take the other boys to school as well. When we pulled up in front of his house, he started to get teary eyed, so I got out of the car and hurried around to the passenger side, so I could help him carry his things and walk him to his door. He gave me a big hug and a very affectionate kiss when we said goodbye, and this made me feel badly that I had to leave him this way.

The ride back wasn't exactly long, but it was very emotional for me, as I thought about Troy's reaction when I left him at his place. I realized he must have been feeling pretty lonely, since he didn't have anyone else to mess around with where he lived, so he didn't have the release valve that he had when he was with us. Even though he had a girlfriend, she wasn't ready to do anything to help him relieve his sexual frustration either, so I understood this left him to take care of himself most of the time.

After thinking it over, I decided I would talk to Jim when he got back, to see if we could possibly work something out for his son. Maybe we could arrange it so Troy could visit us at least one weekend a month, even when Jim didn't have to go out of town. Hopefully, if Troy was able to get together with us a little more often, then maybe the boys could do enough to help him out with his situation, so it would make the rest of the month a little easier for him to endure.

Chapter 27
Something To Be Thankful For

It was also during this same time that the contractor finished adding my new office on the first floor, so I had the boys help me move the office furniture down from Steve's room, so he wouldn't be so crowded. I was happy that Steve now had the entire room for his use and I'd removed the clutter for him, but in the process I also ended up with a place I could work from at home again, so I would be able to spend more time with the boys. I think this actually worked out well for all of us, even though I had to shell out the extra cash to have the room added on.

In addition to picking up the new SUV and moving into my new office at home, I was also coming into the busy season for my business, so I had plenty to do. Even though my office manager had taken over many of the daily tasks for me, getting ready for the holiday season was much more than just a one-person job, so we were both buried in work. For that reason, the days leading up to the holidays were all basically a blur of activity, but I did my best to leave enough free time so I could plan for our own celebrations as well, because I expected the holidays to be a very special time for us. No matter how busy I was, I intended to celebrate each of these special days with Bryce, Cam and Steve.

Even though most people wouldn't consider Halloween to be one of the important holidays, I still wanted to make this year special for the boys. Since they had never really had a chance to be kids and enjoy this holiday the way it should be celebrated when you're young, I urged each of them to select a costume and dress up, so I could take them out trick-or-treating. I was only going to take them to the homes of a few of my friends and acquaintances, but it would provide the boys with an opportunity to do this at least once in their lives.

Even though Steve, Cam and Bryce now considered themselves to be too old for this type of activity, I insisted it would be good for them to do it this one time and I promised we'd only be going to places where people wouldn't give them a rough time about their age. I just felt that since they had missed out doing this type of thing when they were younger, I wanted to give them a chance to participate and enjoy the traditions of this semi-obscure celebration now, so they could do the same for their own children, if they later had their own families. I assured the boys that I had explained this, in advance, to those whose homes I would be taking them to, although it was a contrived explanation about why they had been so deprived.

First of all, I told my friends and acquaintances whose homes we'd be visiting that one of my sisters, Bryce's supposed mother, lived way out in the country and never wanted to take him out. It would have meant that she would have to drive him all around the countryside to be able to do this, since none of their neighbors lived close by. Just to take him to a few homes, she would have to do a tremendous amount of driving, so she felt it would be easier and cheaper just to buy him some candy and then they could just stay at home.

I then explained that my other sister had married a Jehovah's Witness and he wouldn't allow his son and stepson to participate in any holidays or celebrations of any nature, including birthdays. The only holiday they observed was the 'Memorial of Christ's Death,' which was a very simple celebration that was observed around the same time as Easter and the Jewish Passover. The difference was that this wasn't celebrated to same way modern Christian observe this event, because the family merely remembered the 'Lord's Evening Meal,' or 'Last Supper,' by duplicating the event. They would merely hold a similar meal and eat unleavened bread and consume small amounts of wine, but they did nothing for the children, such as color eggs or give them Easter baskets filled with candy. The sole intent of this activity was to recognize Christ's final meal with his disciples, which happened just prior to his crucifixion and resurrection.

I also advised the boys of these cover stories too, in case someone commented to them about their upbringing, but each of the people I dealt with seemed to accept my explanations and I doubted they would be crass enough to mention anything of this nature. In fact, I think it also helped these people to become more comfortable with the idea about why the boys would have wanted to come live with me, instead of staying with their parents and dealing with family issues. Therefore, when we showed up at their homes on Halloween, they each made a big deal out of welcoming us, as they gave the boys their 'treats' and did their very best to see to it that the trio didn't feel out of place. In the end, the boys confessed they'd had a good time and were glad that I'd urged them to do this, but they had also collected enough sweets to last them for a couple of months.

The weeks between Halloween and Thanksgiving were just as hectic, especially for me. I had merchandise coming in from suppliers and I was frantically trying to make sure these things got redistributed to the stores as quickly as possible, so those locations would be stocked up for the Christmas-Hanukkah season. My office manager was a huge help in doing all of this, but it took both of us to make sure that each store had every item it would need. This was especially true when it came to filling the quantities that we expected would be required for the sales we'd be holding. There would be a different sale each week, beginning with Black Friday and continuing straight through until the day before Christmas, so I wanted to make certain everything was in place before each sale started. Therefore, I was more than ready for a brief respite when Thanksgiving weekend arrived.

This was another very special time for the boys and me, since we all felt we had a great deal to be thankful for this year. I had also invited Troy and his father to join us, because we considered them to be part of our family and none of us wanted them to spend this time alone. As soon as I informed Jim of the invitation, he stated that he wanted to help me fix the meal, but since I'd been working so hard at the office, I really didn't want to spend all of my time cooking. I would rather use what precious time I had to be enjoy my boys and our company, so instead of fixing a big meal, I decided to make reservations at one of the finer restaurants instead. I made sure to tell Jim that we'd be dining out, and the reasons why I preferred to do it this way, and I think he liked the idea of not having to spend his time over a hot stove as well. I also advised him what attire would be suitable, so he and Troy would be dressed appropriately when they arrived.

After the boys and I got dressed up, and before Jim and Troy showed up at the house, we gathered in the family room. Once the four of us were assembled there, I asked each of the boys to take a moment and share with us what he was thankful about from this past year. After thinking about my request for a minute or two, they agreed to do as I'd requested and Bryce wanted to go first.

"I know the three of us will probably say pretty much the same thing," he began, while indicating that he was talking about Cam and Steve as well, "but I'm sooooo thankful that I met Uncle Kyle and he agreed to let me come here to live with him. For the first time in my life, I feel that I'm wanted and loved, so I don't have to worry about touching things, watching how much I eat or worrying about how he's going to react to everything I do. I can be myself and have fun here, because I know he'll still love me, even if I mess up and make a mistake every now and then. I was also really happy when he brought Cam and Steve here to join us.

"Besides that, I'm really glad that he treats Troy and his father like they're part of our family too, because I really love having them around with us," Bryce continued. "I'm also thankful that he's so good with our friends and that he lets them come over so much. They've each told me they love the fact that they can come here to swim and he lets us mess around with each other too, so I think they're all thankful for him, nearly as much as we are. Thank you for everything you do for us, Uncle Kyle. You're the bestest ever."

Needless to say, I was a little teary-eyed after hearing him say those things, so I hugged and gave him a big kiss. Then, Bryce sat in my lap, as we turned to listen to Steve tell us the things he had to be thankful for.

"I pretty much agree with Bryce, although I have a few more things to add," he began. "First of all, I'm thankful that I'm now with people I really care about and love, but I'm also happy that we can do things with each other without having to worry about having to do it or anyone getting upset if we don't want to. I'm also glad that I don't have to be concerned about pleasing a bunch of other people that I don't really know or care about, and that I don't have to watch everything I do. Now, I just have to listen to what Uncle Kyle tells me and I know everything else is going to be fine. I'm just thankful I have this great place to live now and that Cam and I were able to get out of that detention center. Until the lawyer came around and told us he had a home for us to go to, I wasn't sure we were going to get out of there anytime soon or that everything was going to work out as well as it did for us. Thank you, Uncle Kyle, since it only happened because of you.

"The best part of all," Steve continued, "is that Uncle Kyle really wants us here and he takes great care of us. I'm not saying he doesn't get anything in return," and Steve paused here to give me a wicked little grin, "because we all try to give him as much love as we can and help him out whenever he lets us, but he does far more for us that we do for him. He does all kinds of neat stuff with us and makes sure we get to do things we've never been able to do before. All I can say is that I'm grateful that I came to live here and be with all of you, because it was the best thing that ever happened to me."

When he finished, my eyes were tearing up even more than they had been before and I knew we still had Cam to get through. Now that Steve came over to sit beside me, Cam stood up, looked at all of us and then began to speak.

"I'm not sure what I can add to what the other two have already said, but they're both right," he began. "The day we came here to live with Uncle Kyle was the best thing that ever happened to any of us and it will always be the one thing we'll always be thankful for, not just this year. Uncle Kyle, I love you and hope I can do something to pay you back for all you've done for me, as well as the others."

He gave me a huge smile when he said this, which made me light up as well.

"I'm also grateful that you are willing to drive us around to do all kinds of different things," Cam continued. "It's not just the places you take us to have fun, but you also do it so we can participate in so many different things at school. You've let us do stuff with the drama club, take us to the extra practices and rehearsals with the band and orchestra, so we get good at playing our instruments, plus all of the other things you take us to do with our friends. You are totally awesome and I love you more than I did my own parents, although I hardly remember them any longer, but my love for you will never change."

Wow! Now the tears were actually running down my cheeks and all three boys wrapped me up in a very emotional group hug. Once this ended and we'd shared that wonderfully tender moment, I was getting ready to speak and tell them what I was thankful for when the doorbell rang. Before I had a chance to respond to it, Bryce ran over to answer the door and Jim and Troy followed him inside.

"We were just telling each other what we were thankful for this year," Bryce told them, as he led them into the family room. "Mostly it's just been how thankful Cam, Steve and I are that we got to come live here with Uncle Kyle and for all the great things he does for us, but we're also thankful to have you guys as part of our family too."

"That's really very nice of you to say," Jim told him, after hearing Bryce's last comment.

"Can I do that too?" Troy asked. "I'd like to tell you what I'm thankful for too."

"Sure, if you want to," I told him.

"Great, because I'd really would like to do that!" Troy replied. "First off, I'm really thankful for my pa. It was really hard for me after my ma died and I'm not sure I could have made it without him being there to help me. It's just been the two of us for quite a while and I'm really grateful I have him. We do lots of neat stuff together and I love having the horses and the ranch, so I hope you guys will be able to come out and spend some time with us again this summer.

"Even though I don't live here, I still think I have a pretty good idea what you guys have been through before you came to live with Uncle Kyle and how great you have it now," he added, looking over at the other three boys. "I'm also glad my pa ran across Uncle Kyle and Bryce when they were on their bike trip and invited them to stop at our place, so we could go riding together. I really enjoyed the time I got to spend with them when they stayed with us, but it also gave me a place to stay when my pa has to take his trips out of town. It was kind of rough on me before, when I had to stay with others around where we live, but I really enjoy it when I'm here with all of you and I hope we can get together a lot more often in the future. I really love all of you, almost as much as I love my pa, and I'd really like to thank you for inviting us to join you today too."

After saying this, Troy hugged his father first, and then he came over and gave each of us a hug. I could see his father was also touched by his words, so after Troy finished hugging everyone, Jim asked if he could speak next.

"I can't begin to tell you how important my son is to me and how thankful I am to have him," he started out. "I think having him around also helped me when my wife died, so I think we're even on that count, and I also value the time we get to spend together, whether it's as simple as doing the chores together, spending time in the pond with each other or competing at the horse shows. He's never let me down and I'm very proud of him.

"I would also like to add my support to what Troy said about running across Kyle and Bryce this past summer," Jim continued. "It not only turned out to be a very enjoyable few days together, but it also gave us some new friends. I appreciate what you've done for us and for letting Troy stay with you when I have to go away, but I'd like to ask another favor of you, if you're willing."

He looked at me, with an unreadable expression on his face, but it seemed as if he was waiting for my approval to continue. Since I wasn't sure what this was about, I merely nodded my head, to let him know he could continue.

"I know this is a lot to ask," he stated next, "but since I see how good you are with your boys and I realize how much they love you, I want to ask you to do something for me. I was wondering if I could list you in my will as Troy's guardian, in case something should happen to me before the government considers him old enough to take care of himself?"

"Pa, are you sick or something?" Troy blurted out, as soon as he heard what his father said.

It was obvious that he was concerned that his father might have been keeping something from him, so he wanted to know the truth.

"No, son, this is just a precaution, not that I expect anything will happen to me," he stated. "It's just that you just never know when an accident might happen at the ranch or when I'm on one of my trips, so I want to make sure that you're taken care of, if something like that does happen to me. If Kyle would be so kind to agree, then I'll leave everything in a trust for Troy, with Kyle listed as the trustee, so he'll be able to sell parts of what I own, or all of it if need be, to cover the cost of taking care of Troy until he comes of age. If there's anything left over, then Kyle can give Troy the rest of the money or property when he's old enough to be on his own."

"Jim, I'd be honored to do this for you, but I'd never sell anything, unless Troy wanted me too," I agreed. "I'd be happy to cover the expense of raising him, if something like that were to happen, but I doubt we'll ever have to worry about it. You're in great physical health and will probably outlive us all."

"I'll agree that I don't have any current health issues and I'm in pretty good shape, but I doubt I'll live longer than you youngsters," he quipped. "I do appreciate that you're willing to do this for us though. It's been a concern of mine since my wife passed on, because there's no one else I'd be willing to leave him with or trust that they'd treat him fairly and not steal from him."

"Well you don't have to worry about that any longer and I'd be happy to help out, although I doubt it will ever come to that," I agreed.

He came over and shook my hand after hearing me agree, and then he wrapped me up in a massive bear hug. He certainly had a powerful grasp, so there was no doubt in my mind that he appreciated my offer to do this for him. I'll probably even have the bruises to prove it, since he squeezed me quite hard. Well it wasn't really that bad, but I definitely knew I'd been hugged.

Now that the others had finished, I knew it was my turn to wrap this up with my comments about what I was thankful for. Before I started, I quickly glanced around the room and looked at each of my boys, Troy and Jim first, before I took a deep breath and opened my mouth to speak.

"Until you three boys came into my life, I was totally caught up in the materialistic quest for success and money. I spent nearly all of my time chasing the almighty dollar sign, thinking that was what the most important thing to do," I began. "Most people believe that in order to be considered a success they must have a great job, make lots of money and own many things. Even though I now have done some of the things I thought were so important and have enough money to last me the rest of my life, even if I didn't work another day, I realize now that I wasn't truly happy or a real success until I asked the three of you to come live with me.

"I could have spent many years expanding my business and raking in the cash," I continued, "but I would have been considerably poorer for never knowing any of you, never having shared your love and never understanding how important a family really is. Now that I realize how rewarding those types of relationships can be, I am far richer for having shared your love and for being able to express the love I feel for each of you in return.

"Even though you boys will eventually grow up and move on, I know I shall always be much better off for having had you in my life," I added. "I'm not saying that we won't always be a part of each other's world or that we won't always stay in touch, but some day you'll probably have families of your own, or at least have a special person to share your life with, but for me, I shall always cherish the memories of our years together and be thankful for all the great times we have shared, and will continue to share, with each other."

I was a little choked up after saying this and took a short breather. When I did, the boys all got up, walked over to where I was and wrapped me up in another tremendous group hug. I really could feel their love flowing into me as they did this, and after we finished this round of hugs, we broke apart. We quickly readjusted our crumpled clothing, which had gotten a little messed up from the round of energetic embraces, and once they sat down again, I turned to Troy and his father.

"I'm also thankful that Bryce and I ran into Jim and Troy when we did," I added. "They not only showed us a great time and have become terrific friends, but they also proved to me that a simpler life can also be rewarding, even though you may actually have to work a little harder at it." I joked, while grinning at Jim.

"I will always value their friendship and I would be happy and honored to take care of Troy, if need be. I also look forward to all of us spending much more time together throughout the years and I know Bryce and I are eager to spend more time with you on your ranch. I'm certain Cam and Steve will enjoy it just as much as the two of us did, so if we're invited, we'd love to come out and spend a few days at the ranch with you around county fair time next year."

"Of course you're invited," Jim confirmed, with Troy echoing his agreement.

My three boys now went over and hugged each of them and I shook Jim's hand again. We truly were all family now and we'd developed a great appreciation for each other. When everything calmed down again, I suggested that we needed to get going, if we wanted to get to the restaurant in time for our reservation, so we went out and loaded into the Chevy Traverse.

"When did you get this," Jim asked, as he got in the front seat beside me.

"After Troy stayed with us the last time," I answered. "I realized that I was hauling the boys and their friends around a lot, so I knew we'd need a bigger vehicle, because there just wasn't enough room in the car. I still have the Lexus, which I drive to work and use when it's just the boys and me, but this is the family vehicle, for when we have the boys' friends with us and for occasions such as this."

Jim nodded his approval as he looked around, and I knew the boys appreciated having the room, without any of them being required to sit on someone else's lap.

The restaurant was packed, which I found a little odd, since I thought more people would have been eating at home. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving meal, complete with most of the things we would have enjoyed if we'd prepared a meal at home. There was plenty of turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, a green bean casserole and dinner rolls. I'd also ordered a large side dish of squash, which we then passed around so anyone who wanted to could add a little of it to his plate.

During the meal, we talked about many things, including what types of activities the boys might like to try doing in the future and what we could do to make to make things even better when we were all together, but we also invited Jim and Troy to join us for Christmas and New Year's too. They agreed and Troy asked if they could spend the entire time between the two holidays with us and I said we'd love it, if Jim and he wanted to do that.

Jim then stated that he had animals that would need to be cared for, but he'd come and spend the two holidays and a little extra time with us, but he'd have to go home in between, because he didn't dare leave the animals for more than just a few days at a time. He also gave Troy permission to stay for the entire time, if that's what he wanted to do, and if we agreed that would be all right. He also told me that it would probably do his son good to spend the extra time with boys closer to his own age, than to be stuck at home without much to do, except chores.

When I questioned Jim about whether he'd be able to take care of everything at the ranch without Troy, he assured me he'd be able to handle it. He stated that he'd just take care of the things that needed to be done immediately and then leave the rest of it until the following weekend, when Troy would be back to help him get caught up again. Since he didn't seem to have a problem with his son not going back to help him for the week in between, I assured him that we'd love to have Troy stay with us the entire time.

We finished off the meal with a slice of pie for dessert. Bryce and I had the traditional pumpkin pie, while the rest of them opted to go with the apple, cherry or mincemeat pies instead. Jim was the one who got the mincemeat pie and I would venture to guess that none of the boys, other than maybe Troy, had ever heard of it, let alone tried it before.

After we returned to the house, we laid around for a while, because we all felt fairly stuffed from that big meal. After a while, the boys began to get bored, so they put in "The Godfather" DVD, since they felt Troy's father might enjoy this more than some of the other choices we had. When it started, we all got comfortable and settled in to watch it.

I believe each of us dozed off for at least part of the movie, although I was fairly confident that I watched most of it. I'm not sure about the others though, because no one else was willing to admit as to how long he had slept, but a couple of the boys even claimed that they had never dozed off at all. I didn't buy their stories, however, since I had seen them with their eyes closed for an extended period at least once during that time frame. Not only that, but I'd also noticed theirs heads had either drooped down on their chest or flopped back against the back of whatever piece of furniture they were sitting in at the time, so their claims did not ring true.

Once the movie ended, the boys challenged Jim and I to play 'Uno' with them. I was surprised that they'd seemed to develop a fondness for this game after we'd played it when Troy stayed with us over the Columbus Day weekend, but it was something we could all do together. I think the boys also liked playing it so they could get even with one of the others or dump on one of us adults. Since Jim was here, I knew they wouldn't be able to all gang up on me this time, but they did arrange us at the table so that Jim and I had a boy on either side of us. I quickly surmised that these pairs would take care of making our lives miserable during the game, while we had to split our attention between them.

Jim was a good sport about it though, even though his son dumped on him worse than Cam did, but then again, Bryce and Steve showed me no mercy either. In the end, Troy won this game, so the boys asked if we'd be willing to play again. Jim agreed, but only if we were allowed to trade seats. When the boys agreed to that stipulation, Jim asked me to move over on the other side of Troy, so during the rematch, Jim got his revenge on his son, with my help of course. Not only that, but Jim managed to win the game, because the other boys were laughing so hard at what was happening to Troy that they forgot to guard against someone else going out. Regardless of who won, we'd all had an enjoyable time.

In order accommodate our guests at bedtime, Bryce offered to sleep with me, so Jim could use his room, and Steve asked Troy to share a room with him. Jim seemed fine with this arrangement, although I could tell he felt badly about making Bryce give up his bed. If only he knew that Bryce hardly ever spent much time in that room anyway, since he usually slept with me most of the time, or occasionally with one of the other boys.

From what I understood later, Cam also went down to join Troy and Steve once the rest of us were in our rooms, and they ended up in a triangle sucking each other off. They didn't do more than that, because Troy was concerned his father would overhear them and then figure out what they were doing, since Troy got so vocal when engaged in anal sex. It didn't seem to make a difference if he was the pitcher or catcher, but something about the activity just caused him to make a lot of noise, so the boys opted not to do that when Troy's father was with us. At least when he was giving someone oral sex at the same time he was having it done to him, it seemed to quiet him down enough so that others wouldn't know what he was up to. Let's just say it seemed to mute his energetic moans sufficiently that those in the neighboring rooms weren't awakened by the noise.

The next morning, we got up, had breakfast and sat around for a while, before the boys suggested we take a swim, since the pool is also heated. Since Jim had seen the boys skinny-dipping at Bryce's birthday party, and he had also been naked with Bryce in me in the pond at the ranch, he wasn't surprised to see the boys shedding their clothing. He also didn't have a problem about joining in, but Cam and Steve got their own surprise, since this was the first time they had seen Jim naked.

"Holy shit!" Steve exclaimed. "Damn, Troy, now I know where you got your big dick from."

Jim merely smiled as he got into the pool. Once he was treading water, he looked over at Steve and added a comment of his own.

"Comes with having good genes," he stated. "You should have seen MY father."

The boys could hardly believe someone could be bigger than that, but Jim confirmed that his father had him by a couple of inches. Suddenly, we all felt sorry for Jim's mother, although both of Jim's parents had been dead for a number of years.

We all had a good time doing this, even though the boys watched their behavior and didn't grab, stroke or do anything else of that nature with each other during this time. Instead, they merely swam around, but they did try to dunk Jim and me on occasion. That was until Jim got three of them wrapped up in his arms and pulled him to the bottom of the pool with him. When they came back up, the boys was coughing and spluttering, because they hadn't expected him to do that, but they were smart enough not to try to do it to him again.

After lunch, Jim said he had to go back to the ranch and take care of a few things, but he told Troy he could stay with us, if he wanted, and he'd return the following afternoon. Jim then informed his son that once he returned they would stay until Sunday afternoon, before they would have to go back home. After hearing that, Troy thanked his father for allowing him to do this and confessed that he appreciated being able to spend more time with us. Jim then gave his son a hug and told him to behave, before he went outside and got in his truck. We all went outside with him and waved goodbye as he drove off.

As soon as Jim had departed, the boys let me know that they wanted to play basketball for a while. Since there were five of us, I wasn't quite sure how to make fair teams, but I eventually offered to take Cam and play the three of them. I think Bryce was a little hurt that I hadn't picked him, but seeing he was the smallest I thought that would just be too big of a disadvantage. Instead, I picked the next to the smallest, because I also knew Cam had a pretty decent outside shot. The game was fairly competitive, since both Steve and Troy both guarded me, but we ended up losing the game when Bryce scored a bucket and lifted his team to the score we'd agreed to stop at.

"Ha, that's what you get for not picking me to be on your team," he barked, after getting in my face.

I was afraid he was upset with me for doing that, so I thought I'd better explain.

"I only did it in an attempt to keep the teams fair," I explained. "I didn't think the biggest and smallest stood much of a chance against the other three."

"We could have tried," Bryce insisted.

After hearing him say this, and knowing he had been hurt, I decided to make a surprise announcement.

"Ok, rematch," I suggested, "but this time the teams will be Bryce and me against the rest of you."

Bryce was thrilled with my decision and the others eagerly accepted the challenge. I'm sorry to admit it, but we got killed, because Bryce couldn't shoot as well from the outside as Cam had. When the game ended, he came up to me again, but this time he was slightly more subdued than he had been when he confronted me earlier.

"Ok, so you were right," he admitted, "but I still had fun, even if we got slaughtered."

"You know what?" I countered. "I did too."

That brought a smile to his face and he gave me a big hug.

After we went inside, we hurried through the family, took off what meager clothing we had on and then jumped in the pool, so we could cool off. We stayed in the pool and relaxed for the next hour, as we allowed the water to work its magic on our tired and overworked muscles. Although it certainly helped to some extent, I was still more than a little stiff when we got out of the water.

After I took the boys out for dinner, they elected to watch a couple of DVDs before we went to bed. Since they all wanted to sit next to me and there were four of them, I finally got them to agree to have two of them sit beside me during the first movie and then they could switch for the second one.

I was mildly surprised when the boys announced they wanted to watch L.I.E. first. The initials stood for Long Island Expressway, where the action took place, but the story was about a teenager whose mother died and his father sort of ignored him afterward. The kid then hooks up with a friend and they begin breaking into houses, until a guy named Big John, who likes to have sex with younger guys, catches him. The main character is already questioning his sexuality and the friend he got caught with is a hustler, so it made me wonder why the boys wanted to watch this.

"We can understand what that kid is going through," Steve explained. "It's not like we haven't been there too."

I was surprised he had said this in front of Troy, so I looked over to see Troy's reaction to this comment.

"It's okay," Troy told me. "They each told me a little bit about what they've been through, but I promised them I wouldn't tell my pa about any of things they'd done."

This made me wonder when they'd told Troy this information, as well as how much of it, but I also questioned why they'd decided to share this information with him. Since he had promised not to tell his father any of the sordid details, depending on what they'd told him, then I guessed there was no harm with him knowing.

"Are all guys like that named Big John?" Bryce asked.

"No, I'm sure that was just a coincidence," I offered. "It is a pretty common nickname for any large men named John. Big John, Big John, big, bad John."

That last part was my attempt to sing the chorus from the old Jimmy Dean country song, "Big Bad John," from the early sixties. I'd heard my parents play it when I was younger, although it wasn't something people my age or younger would most likely be familiar with. The boys looked at me oddly after I finished, so I quickly explained to them about the song, before we got back to our discussion.

"I guess, but he wasn't as bad as our Big John," Cam observed. "Even so, I still wouldn't have wanted to be around him either."

I think the three of them all agreed with that comment, but then I noticed this statement seemed to have left Troy a little confused. He may have been told some of their stories, but it looked as if they hadn't told him everything, especially about their time at the farm.

"Who's Big John?" he asked.

"Just a guy we all ended up staying with for a while," Steve offered, simply.

"I don't understand," Troy stated, confused. "I know you all ran away and had sex with men to make money so you could survive, but I thought you still lived with your parents before you ran away and then came here to live with your Uncle Kyle."

After looking at the boys and then at me, I finally felt I should explain this to him.

"They stayed with Big John for a while after they left home and before they came here to live with me," I offered. "He wasn't related to them and I'm not their blood uncle either. It's kind of the same thing as you calling me Uncle Kyle, but I offered to let them live here, so I could take care of them and they wouldn't have to continue trying to survive on the streets. We tell everyone else they're my nephews, so we don't have to answer a whole lot of questions about their past, but we aren't really related."

He seemed to accept my explanation, and I guess it must have coincided with what the boys had told him before, so I didn't add any further details.

After the second movie ended, Troy announced that he wanted to sleep with me, if that was ok with everyone else. He soon found out that Cam and Steve didn't mind, but Bryce wanted to stay with me too. Troy had no problem with that, so he got on one side of me, while Bryce slid in on the other. We didn't do anything sexual that evening and the two boys merely cuddled with me, but I think we all definitely enjoyed being close.

Saturday was a very laid back day and I let the boys spend the time with each other. Troy questioned them about the information I'd told him the previous evening, so they told him a little bit more of their past. I could see that Troy felt badly about everything they had been through, even though he only knew a small fraction of it, and before long, he came out to say something to me.

"I'm glad you took them in and let them live here," he confessed. "I'm also glad you treat them all so well. They needed that after what they've been through."

I kissed him on the forehead and thanked him for his concern.

Troy's father came back that afternoon, but we just spent our time talking and Jim told Cam and Steve a little more about the ranch. We also discussed what we might do there, when we went to visit them next summer. Troy didn't say much, because I think he was still having a difficult time trying to wrap his head around the information the boys had told him about their lives before they came to live here with me. He did join in the conversation from time to time and managed not to slip up and say anything about our earlier discussion in front of his father. I think Jim noticed his son's mood though and knew something was distracting him, although Jim never came out and asked Troy about it.

After church the next morning, we took them out for brunch, before coming back to the house and taking a final dip in the pool. Once we finished up there, I reminded them about our Christmas plans once again and then we helped them load their things in the truck. We were all looking forward to our next time together and having them spend the Christmas holiday with us too, and I think the boys were looking forward to Troy spending his entire Christmas break with us, as we bid them farewell until then.

Chapter 28
A New Beginning

In response to my query, the boys suggested they would like to be able to go skateboarding, roller-blading, hang gliding, water skiing, snow skiing and snowboarding. In addition to that, Bryce also was adamant that he wanted us to go on another bike trip, like the one he and I had taken the previous summer. These were all great ideas, although each one would require a different set of specialized equipment, so I had to decide which ones I thought we could do without it becoming a huge production. Since Bryce wanted us to take a bike trip together, but Cam and Steve didn't have bicycles yet, it provided me with something I could give that pair for Christmas.

After thinking over their various ideas, I decided I might eventually be willing to try roller-blading with them and possibly even skateboarding, but I thought the hang gliding might be a bit much. The water skiing would require a lake and a motorboat and the skiing and snowboarding meant we'd need to go someplace that had much more snow than where we lived, along with established ski slopes. These were all activities we might be able to participate in, but they were not something we could do on a regular basis, so I wasn't convinced I was ready to spend a lot of money on the equipment we would need to do them.

In addition to those suggestions, I also came right out and asked the boys to give me ideas about what they might like for Christmas, but none of them were eager to give me many suggestions. I don't know if Bryce had influenced the other pair's thinking on this topic or if they had all decided this independently, but they each responded in basically the same way.

"Uncle Kyle, you've already spent way too much money on us," Cam insisted. "You don't need to give us anything else for Christmas."

"Let me worry about the money issues, boys," I replied. "Just give me a list of things that you might like to have. I'm not saying I'll get you everything you ask for, but I want to have a list to choose from."

"But Uncle Kyle," Steve objected, "we're used to not having very much and it doesn't bother us. Besides, you've already given us way more than we've ever had before, so that's more than enough for this year."

"Guys, even though that's what it was like for you before, I would still like to be able to make up for a little of what you had to endure in the past," I replied. "Therefore, I expect you to give me a list of ideas about what you would like, otherwise you might wind up getting things you either don't want or aren't interested in, because I definitely plan to buy presents for you, whether you tell me what you want or not."

After hearing me say this, they finally agreed to think it over some more and then they'd tell me later what they'd decided. In response, I insisted that they had to have their lists ready and to me before the following weekend, so I'd have time to pick things up before the holiday. They agreed they'd do that and then they went off to talk this over with each other.

Once we had our lunch, I decided to take the boys for a ride and drove them around some of the other neighborhoods near our home. Besides enjoying the colorful fall scenery, I was attempting to show Steve and Cam some of the adjacent residential areas, as well as the surrounding countryside that they hadn't seen before, because I wanted them to become better acquainted with where they now lived. The boys seemed to have a good time doing this and I promised to do it with them again, but next time I would take them around some different areas. I would do this because I wanted to make certain that they could find their way home, in case they went somewhere with the school or their friends and then got separated from the group. This way, they'd know where they were and would be able to tell us where they were or be able to find their way back home again, if they didn't have a way to contact us at the time.

As enjoyable as that little excursion was, the evening turned out to be even better, thanks to my young wards. After dinner, the boys announced that they wanted to have another group get together, with me being the center of attention. I think this was their response to my earlier announcement that I planned to buy them Christmas presents, so they wanted to do something special for me. They began by trying to work me into a sexual frenzy and did everything they could think of to stimulate me in every imaginable way.

Steve was working on my dick, while Bryce and Cam were busy with my lips, neck and nipples, but I wanted to be able to bring them some pleasure too. I was trying to figure out how I could do this, when Cam rose up on his knees to see what the others were doing. When he did this, his erect dick came very close to my face, so I latched onto it and began sucking on it for all I was worth. He quickly dropped down on all fours, as he straddled my head, and let me to continue doing whatever I wanted with him. I soon had him squirming and making all kinds of noises above me, as I teased his member with by tongue and lips, and before long he was humping my face and seeking his relief.

As I was working on his rigid mast, I slipped a finger into his mouth, for him to wet it, before I slipped it along his butt crack and slowly used it to circle around his hot hole. Slowly, I slid the tip of my finger in, which elicited a small groan from him in response, and then I began to work it deeper inside of him, as he willingly relaxed to accept my probing digit. Now, I began to thrust it in and out of him, while making sure that I hit his leathery button each time I slid it back in, which brought him closer to his release. After a few more rubs against his prostate, and using enough suction to empty a tanker truck, Cam unleashed his load into my mouth and I continued to suck on him until he was completely drained.

After I finished draining Cam's nuts, I had him lie down beside me and then I coaxed Bryce to stand up and position his body above my head, and then squat down over it. Since I knew that Bryce really loved being rimmed, this gave me a chance to please him next. I eagerly flicked my tongue out and began attacking his hole, which caused him to moan and coo in response, which let me know that he was enjoying this as much as I was. After continuing this for several minutes, he stood up and moved down to my waist, where he let Steve know that he wanted to replace him on my dick.

Slowly, he lowered himself on my engorged organ and then began to propel himself up and down on it, like he was riding a pogo stick. While he was doing that, I urged Steve to come up and straddle my chest, so I could work on him at the same time. After he had positioned himself in front of my mouth, I began to work him in sync with the same rhythm Bryce was using on me, and I slowly siphoned his manhood.

Although I tried my very best to prolong my orgasm for as long as I could, it just wasn't possible to continue as long as I would have liked. After the attention Steve had given it with his mouth and now with Bryce riding me like a rodeo champion, the cumulative effects of that combined stimulation was more than I could deal with, so I was soon painting Bryce's bowels with my whitewash. I knew Bryce had enjoyed doing this, because when I glanced into the mirror on my dresser, I could read the pleasure registered on his face, but I could also hear the appreciative little noises he made, because Steve was always fairly quiet, no matter what we did. Hearing how Bryce was reacting was more than enough reward for me.

About this same time, I began to sense that Steve was about to blow too. I could feel his penis begin to swell in my mouth and then he made his final thrust into my throat and began spraying it with his hot juices. As his penis was throbbing, twitching, and spurting inside of my mouth, I did my best to swallow his offering down. As the flow began to ebb, I continued to suck on him until I had drained it of the last few drops and then allowed his penis to fall from my lips. When I looked up at his face, I could see that his eyeballs had rolled back in their sockets and he was currently floating somewhere between heaven and earth. This let me know that I'd been able to please all three boys, while they were doing the same for me.

While the three of us came down from our recent releases and basked in the glow of post-orgasmic bliss, Cam had recovered and was ready to go again. I was pretty sure Bryce and Steve wouldn't be up for another go just yet, so I offered myself for Cam's pleasure by lifting my legs, and soon Cam was consumed with thrusting his cock into my backside. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly teens recover after ejaculating and are ready for more, and Cam was no exception to this rule. He was machine-gunning in me right now, so if you didn't know any better, then you'd have almost thought he hadn't cum in weeks, but we both knew that wasn't the case.

I tried to assist him in reaching his next climax by flexing my anal muscles, to provide added stimulation to his penis, but I also tried to match his movements, so he wasn't doing all of the work. Sooner than I expected, Cam stiffened, arched his back and drove his throbbing dick deep inside of me, as he deposited his second load of the day within my body. This time, he collapsed on me when he finished, since Bryce and Steve were both lying beside me, so now we all lay on the bed, as we attempted to regain our strength.

Once we had all sufficiently recovered, I took the boys into my shower, one at a time, and happily washed their bodies. I think they all enjoyed this too, even though there was no sexual component involved, but once I had finished cleaning them, I bathed myself and then returned to the bed with them. It was one gigantic love-in, as we cuddled against each other on my king-size bed, but that's the way we spent the rest of the night.

The following week, while the boys were in school, I went out during my lunch hours and after work to begin my shopping. Christmas has always been one of my favorite times of the year and I was secretly determined to make this the best Christmas any of these boys had ever had. I knew this probably wouldn't take very much effort on my part, since their pasts had been so bleak, but I still wanted to do this for them. Even though they had each given me their lists, I quickly discovered that what they had given me were mostly practical things, like clothes and inexpensive items, such as CDs and DVDs. Even if there intentions were honorable, I wasn't about to let them get away with this, so I did some thinking on my own.

In between my shopping outings and spending time with them at home, I also attended several of the school functions they were involved in. First, we had the Christmas concerts, which they all participated in, both playing their instruments, either with the band or orchestra, and then as they sang with the appropriate chorus. I was impressed that they had participated in both the band/orchestra and then the chorus, since they had kept their vocal exploits a secret from me. Later, they told me they wanted to surprise me with that aspect of what they'd been up to, since they thought that would be a special treat for me, and that's why the didn't say anything. They also confessed that they all felt they needed to polish up their vocal ability as well, if they were going to form a band, because someone would have to do the singing.

I told them later that I agreed with their thought that this would be a treat for me, because I found it to be a very pleasant surprise. Not only was I impressed by how well they'd played their instruments, but I also thought the chorus had performed brilliantly, although I wasn't able to single out their voices from the overall group. However, I felt they must have done fairly well, since I hadn't heard any sour notes during the performance.

I also went to see a performance of "A Christmas Carol," which the high school put on. I knew Cam and Steve were somehow involved in this production, since I'd had to take them to the practices, but I didn't know the details of their involvement. They hadn't told me that they'd been chosen to play a part, so I thought they might be serving in some other capacity, such as sets, props, costumes or lighting. I knew Bryce went with them to the practices, but I figured he just went along so he could watch what they were doing, but boy was I wrong.

Needless to say, I was totally surprised to see that Bryce was playing the part of 'Tiny Tim' in this production. The faculty advisor had opted to use a middle school student for this role, since he felt most of the high school students were too large to play the part, and since Bryce was there with Cam and Steve, he was given a tryout and then the role. That, however, was not my only surprise, because I soon learned that Steve was playing the part of Scrooge's nephew, Fred, but Cam wasn't about to be outdone by the other pair either. He was playing the role of the young Scrooge, when the character accompanied the 'Spirit of Christmas Past.'

I really enjoyed the performance, not only because each of the boys had a part, but I also thought the entire production was very well done. Not only did everyone know their lines, which I knew because I had read the story, seen the play and watched the movies often enough to know whether they were being accurate, but they also stayed in character and the props and scenery were excellent. Afterward, I told the boys that I enjoyed the play tremendously, but I also let them know how proud I was of them individually and how the surprise of discovering they all had roles had helped to make my night as well.

In addition to the outings I have already mentioned, I also threw a Christmas party at the house, so the boys could invite their friends. We held this get together on the Saturday before Christmas and I had the party catered, since I had so many other things going on and couldn't' do it all myself. I not only made sure there was plenty of food and drinks for our guests, but I'd also taking the boys shopping and had them buy a present to give to each their friends. Each boy had picked out a special gift for each one, so everyone received something different from us, which was hopefully something they both wanted and would enjoy. From their friends' reactions, I'd say it appeared the boys knew exactly what each of the others liked and their friends appreciated the things my boys had chosen for them.

Even though it may seem a little nerdy, we also ended up singing several Christmas songs together, plus the boys went off to give each other some more personal gifts, such as a hand or blowjob. I think everyone had a good time - well they did look satisfied when they left, and they thanked us for inviting them.

By the time Christmas day arrived, I had selected and wrapped a bunch of presents I thought were appropriate for the boys, without going too far overboard with the number of gifts they each got. The first presents they opened were from both their other two 'brothers' and me, and these packages consisted of the various items of clothing they had asked for, along with packages containing the CDs and DVDs that had been on their lists.

After they had opened those items, I gave each of them a couple of additional presents that were just from me. First, I had selected a couple of items I carried in my stores, so I wasn't paying full price for them, but they were things I thought the boys could use. First, I had decided to give each of the boys their own laptop computer, so they could use them in their rooms. Since these utilized wireless connections, the boys could use their laptops anywhere in the house, even though I still had the desktop computer in my office and another in both the family and rec rooms. I did this because I thought it would be good for them to have these as well, so they'd never have to worry about getting on a computer to do their homework, plus they could do things with a bit more privacy.

In addition to the laptops, I also bought each of the boys an iPhone, so I could always get in touch with them or they could reach each other or me. The boys were obviously thrilled with these items, although they chastised me for spending far too much on them again, but I couldn't help but be pleased that they seemed to enjoy them so much.

After that, I gave the boys some additional presents, beginning with a skateboard and a pair of roller-blades for each of them. Once they had opened those items, again amid protests that I had done way too much, they opened the final package, with certain protective gear inside, which they could utilize when doing either activity.

Now that all of those gifts had been opened, I took Cam and Steve out to the garage to receive their final gift. Unfortunately, this was one item Bryce wouldn't be getting too, but I knew he wouldn't mind and would understand, because it would benefit all of us in the long run. When Cam and Steve opened the garage door, they saw their new bicycles, which were similar to Bryce's and my own. Bryce realized he already had one, but he also knew this meant we could take the bike trip this summer like he wanted, so in a way it was also a present for him.

For the next hour, the boys kept telling me I had done way too much for them and spent far too much money, but I warned them they wouldn't be getting this much every year. Once they realized this, they began to settle down. I could tell they appreciated everything I had given them and I also knew these items would all be put to good use, so that was more than enough of a Christmas present for me. The boys, however, had their own idea about that.

Since they had been living with me, I had been giving each of them an allowance, in return for all the things they did around the house. Not only did I feel it was the right thing to do by rewarding them for their efforts, but with them doing these jobs also allowed me to no longer need a cleaning lady, which had saved me money. Since I felt bad about letting her go, I provided her with a very generous severance package, but I also felt it might be best if she were no longer around, because I was concerned about what she might see or what things she might find while doing her job. I was afraid that she would become aware of the things the boys and I were doing, or what I allowed them to do with their friends, and then report us, which would have been bad for all of us.

Anyway, seeing the boys had their own money now, I was only slightly surprised that they had selected to buy some presents for me as well. I'm not sure how they managed to get to the stores to do this, unless it was when they went out with their friends, but somehow they did. The first thing they gave me was something they had made themselves, instead of purchasing, and it was a very personal coupon book. As I looked through it and perused the various coupons, I saw that each of the boys had placed their own special coupons inside, because each coupon had a specific name attached to it.

The coupons were good for having them do various additional odd jobs for me, like washing the Lexus or the Traverse, vacuuming out either vehicle, cleaning the pool, doing odd yard work jobs or helping me with other tasks around the house. In addition to those, there were also a few carte blanche coupons, which said they agreed to do whatever job I wanted. In addition to those coupons, there were also a few more that they had dedicated to my sexual pleasure. Some of these coupons specifically stated what they would do for me, but others were left open-ended, where they agreed to do anything I might desire. I thought this was a wonderful present and thanked them for it.

This, however, was not the only present they had for me. Their second gift was a collection of various articles of clothing they thought I could use and this included a couple of very nice dress shirts, two pair of slacks and a very tasteful sweater, all of which I could wear to work. After I'd opened that package, they handed me another item, which I think Bryce must have suggested. I had a feeling this was meant to be as a gag gift, because the next package I opened contained a candy-apple red t-shirt, which was very similar to the one the bull had destroyed on our bike trip. Not only would it replace the one I'd discarded in the meadow, but I also think this was his little dig about how we had so inadvertently gotten trapped behind the wooden fence with such a potentially deadly creature. We all had a good laugh when I held it up, which let me know that Bryce had obviously shared this story with Cam and Steve too, because they all made me promise that I'd never do anything like that again.

To my surprise, they had another gift for me as well, and this one was in a very small box. When they handed it to me, I had absolutely no idea what could possibly be contained inside. To my utter amazement, it turned out to be the most touching gift of all. When I opened that small package, I soon discovered it contained a very handsome gold chain, but at the center of the chain were three small, golden hearts. I assumed there was a heart for each of them, so I looked up and thanked them for their thoughtfulness.

"But you didn't see what was written on the hearts," Bryce told me.

"Yeah, Uncle Kyle," Cam added, "read what we had engraved on them."

I quickly investigated what they were referring to and discovered that each heart had one of the boys' names inscribed on the front of it, with their birth date engraved under it. I looked up at them again and smiled.

"Turn them over and read the back now, Uncle Kyle," Steve instructed me.

Curious, I picked the hearts up and turned them over, so I could look at what was on the opposite side. On the back of each heart was engraved the words 'Becoming your son on,' with the date each one had first come to live with me listed below it. I don't think there was anything they could have done or given me that would have meant more than this and I made certain to let them know that. I was a little choked up at the time, so it took several tries to get it all out, but I hugged, kissed and thanked them for their wonderful gifts. I also assured them that I would always wear the chain and cherish it until the day I died.

Now that all of the presents had been opened, the boys decided to go outside and try out their new skateboards and roller-blades. Before they did, however, they asked how we were going to do these things as a family, since I didn't have my own skateboard or roller-blades so I could join them. That's when I confessed that I had purchased one of each of those items for myself as well, since I had come to the same conclusion. They all thought that news was awesome, so they went outside to practice, while we waited for Troy and his father to show up.

When our guests arrived, the boys were still out in the driveway, so Jim recruited them to help him carry some items inside. That's when I discovered that in addition to the presents they'd brought with them, Jim had also prepared Christmas dinner for us. We would merely have to warm some of these items in the oven when we were ready to eat, but I was surprised he had done this. He had originally told me that he'd take care of making the reservations for Christmas dinner, so I expected we'd be going out to eat again, but this would work out even better. I thanked him for his thoughtfulness, but he insisted it was the least he could do after everything we had done for Troy and him.

I had presents for them as well, from the boys and me. I gave Jim a large flat-screen television for his home, but I also gave him a new laptop computer that he could use to keep in touch with us and keep updated about any nearby horse competitions. He could also use it to keep important records about running the ranch or anything else that he might want Troy to know about later, if something should happen to him. He thanked us for these gifts, although he insisted that I had done far too much again, but I quickly assured him that they were all things my business sold, so I had purchased each of those items at wholesale.

I also gave Troy a few gifts of his own. I had purchased him a pair roller-blades and a skateboard, along with the appropriate protective gear, but I also gave him a bicycle, so he'd have those items to use when he was with us. He could take them home with him in the interim, but this way he'd be able to join us whenever we participated in any of those activities. He not only thanked me for them, but he also gave me a big hug and a kiss, even with his father sitting there. I looked over at Jim, wondering how he was going to react to seeing this, and I was mildly surprise to see him smiling at us.

"Don't worry. I figured things out a long time ago," he told me. "I had a feeling Troy was having some fun with your boys, and possibly you too, but since he didn't complain about it, I figured it must be what he wanted, so I didn't say anything. I began to suspect some things that day I rode out to wash up at the pond, after you and Bryce had helped us do our work. When I rode up, you all looked as though you were surprised to see me and possibly had something to hide and I almost said something about it then, but I didn't want you to drown in embarrassment."

I merely looked at Jim, not only surprised that he had figured this out, but that he was also ok with it.

"I want you to know that I knew about all of this long before I decided to ask you to become Troy's guardian," he admitted, "and it didn't affect my decision in the least. I had a feeling he and your boys were messing around at Bryce's birthday party too, along with their other friends, but seeing I felt whatever Troy was doing was most likely his idea and his choice, I didn't have any problems with it. He has a girlfriend too, so I guess he is just enjoying the best of both worlds, but I want you to know that I don't mind him being affectionate with you, since you've been so good to him, and me too. "

This was one Christmas present and revelation that I hadn't expected, but it did help to ease whatever concerns I'd had about including Troy in our little 'sex-capades.' I think Troy was equally surprised and relieved when he heard his father say this, so he went over and gave his 'pa' a big hug first, before he and the boys began an impromptu celebration.

When we decided it was time to eat later, we discovered Jim had prepared a delicious ham, a ton of sweet potatoes, dinner rolls and a lovely Hawaiian salad, but he also had made pumpkin, apple and mincemeat pies. I guess he'd remembered what we liked from Thanksgiving and it was a wonderful meal. We all thanked Jim when we were done, and then we retired to the family room, where we could talk, relax and watch a DVD that one of the boys had received as a Christmas present.

Once the DVD ended and our meal had settled, the boys talked us into taking a dip in the heated pool, so Jim and I agreed. Although we aren't in a frigid northern region, the air was still a bit nippy, which made the warmer water even more appealing. We stayed out there for over an hour, but this time the boys didn't hop in and out of the pool quite as often as they had in the past. I guess the bite in the air, along with the effect it had on their prized possession, made them slightly embarrassed to parade around in front of us for too long today.

Afterward, we went in and watched another one of the boys' new DVDs and then we headed up to bed. Since Jim already knew about Troy, this time Cam openly joined the other pair, when Troy went with Steve to his room. Bryce opted to spend the night with me again, instead of going off with the others, and I had some regret that he didn't want to spend time with them. I realized he looked at us as a couple, so I didn't want to hurt his feelings by urging him to spend time with Troy and his 'brothers,' but he didn't end up suffering for making that decision. We made love that evening and I believe it was more than enough to fulfill his needs, but I also knew he had done this because didn't want to leave me alone.

Jim went home the following day, because he said he had to tend to the animals again, but he let Troy stay with us for the rest of the week. He would come back to join us for New Year's Eve and spend New Year's Day with us as well, but then he and Troy would return home New Year's evening, so Troy could prepare to return to school the following day. The boys were extremely happy with how this was working out, since they'd have the week together, so they began to plan wheat we were going to do each day, between now and New Year's Eve.

They planned a very thorough and diversified schedule for us, with my full blessing. We went roller-blading the first day, and I was glad I'd bought all of the protective gear for each of us as well, which I had done at the urging of the salesperson. He had suggested I pickup a helmet, kneepads and elbow guards for each of us when I bought the roller-blades and skateboards and I'm glad I did. These additional items probably prevented us from suffering any serious injuries during the day, although we still wound up with enough scrapes, bumps and bruises to remind us we weren't very good at this yet. Even with all of the sore spots we acquired during this time, I think it would be safe to say each of us still had a good time, especially since we were able to do this together. It also indicated to me that we also had a great deal more work to do yet, in order to become proficient at this activity.

After we finished up on the roller-blades, we spent some time in the pool, nursing our wounds, so the boys were pretty quiet and didn't get very rowdy this time. Instead, they were very affectionate and thanked me numerous times for not only getting them these things, but for also doing it with them. I really appreciated that they went out of their way to tell me these things, but even more grateful that they wanted me to be part of the fun with them.

On the second day, the boys wanted to try out their skateboards, so I took them to practice on a driveway leading up to a local church, which sat on top of a small hill. The driveway had about a 15-degree slope to it, as well as a few twists and turns, so I figured would be a good place for them to practice. I chose this location because it would meet their requirements, but I also felt there wouldn't be a great deal of traffic going back and forth from the church today, so it would give us plenty of time to practice without interference.

I had brought my skateboard along too, although I planned on staying in the parking lot at the top, which was flatter and safer for me. I also made sure the boys and I had brought along the same protective devices they had used while roller-blading, because those things would be just as important to protect our bodies today. Again, those items probably saved his from more serious injuries over the course of our time there, but we still added a few more scrapes, bumps, and bruises to our individual collections from the day before. I was doing ok in the parking lot, so the boys eventually talked me into making a couple of runs down the driveway with them, although they did much better at it than I did. Fortunately, they didn't comment on my less than graceful attempts at going down the slope, although they did inform me later that they had originally suspected I would do much worse than I actually had.

When we returned home after we finished up there, the boys immediately wanted to get in the pool again, to soothe their aching muscles. While we were relaxing in the water, I also massaged each of their shoulders, backs and arm muscles, but I also told them I'd do their legs later, if they wanted, because it would be too difficult to do in the pool. They all said they'd like that, so after we got out of the pool, I massaged their legs as we watched a DVD in the family room.

On the third day, I took the boys on a bike ride around some of the areas they hadn't seen yet. This gave Cam, Steve and Troy a chance to try out another of their Christmas presents, but Bryce and I enjoyed doing this with them as well. Unfortunately, it also gave each of us another area on our bodies that were now somewhat tender, since the bike seats took their toll on our derrieres. It had been a while since Bryce and I had done any riding, but this was the first time in a long while for the other three, so none of us were accustomed to the type of pressure that was now being applied to this particular area, especially for such an extended period of time.

Once again, we ended up in the pool when we got back and then the boys wanted to listen to some of the CDs they got for Christmas. While they were doing this in the family room, Bryce pulled me in there to dance with him during one of the slow numbers, so before we finished up, I ended up having to slow dance with each of the boys at least once. We also had a big group dance, when a few of the more upbeat tunes were playing, and even though we all had a good time doing this, I think we all enjoyed the slow dances much more than the faster numbers.

Seeing we had abused our bodies during those first three days, the boys decided we would spend the fourth day doing other things. First, we spent a couple of hours challenging each other on the games I'd gotten Bryce for his X-Box, shortly after he had come to live with me. When we weren't playing ourselves, we watched the others compete, but it didn't matter whether we were involved or just watching, there was still a lot of harassment going on. The boys were merciless as they teased each other, including me, whenever we made a mistake or got beat. It was all done in fun though, so no one ever got mad - annoyed maybe, but not mad.

Once we finished, I took them bowling next, since that was less dangerous than the other things we'd been doing recently. I had to admit that the boys were getting a little better at this, although they still had a long way to go before I'd consider them to be good bowlers. Regardless of the individual scores though, we all had a good time, and then we headed back to the house.

After another quick dip in the pool, I took them out to dinner. When we got back, the boys talked me into having a group sex session with them that evening. If I thought the past few activities had tested my endurance, I found that keeping up with these four now took nearly all of the stamina I had left. Fortunately, they took pity on me and tried to make this easier, but I was still drained by the time we finished. I made love to Troy first, and then all four of them did the same to me, and then I sucked each of them off again, before we called it a night. We all slept in my king-size bed together, in a tangled heap of flesh, but I could feel their love as they surrounded me and I listened to their steady, rhythmic breathing.

The following day was New Year's Eve, so the boys opted to take it easy during the day, and they even found time to take a brief nap, because they knew we'd be up late partying later. Troy's father showed up during the late afternoon, so we chatted with him for a while first and filled him about some of our previous activities. The boys had him laughing as they gave their overly embellished and animated versions of what we did, and they kept this up until we all got dressed to go out to dinner.

I had previously made reservations for us at my favorite restaurant, the one I had taken Bryce to shortly after he first came to live with me. I was fairly positive they'd be booked, but they still worked us in when I'd called them, probably because I was such a good customer and spent so much money there. They had a table for six all set up for us when we arrived, so we sat down and began looking over the menus. Troy and his father were a little overwhelmed when they noticed the prices, but I assured them it was fine and I wanted them to order whatever sounded good to them. Personally, I announced that I was going to order the surf and turf, and the boys asked if they could get the same thing, so I agreed they could. Once Jim and Troy heard this, they followed suit. Even though the boys had sodas with their meal, I had ordered a bottle of wine and told them I would allow them to try a little of it once they'd finished their sodas, and Jim agreed to let Troy do the same. Jim and I, however, polished off most of the bottle by ourselves.

We not only enjoyed a wonderfully delicious meal, but our dinner included some great conversation and a strong sense of family unity. Even though there were no women in the group, we still felt like an extended family unit, with two brothers and their sons. It was a truly awesome experience.

After the meal, we went to the cinema complete to take in a movie next. Jim and I agreed to go to whichever movie they boys agreed on seeing, and after a rather heated discussion, they finally made their decision. Jim and I were pleased with their choice, because it turned out to be an intriguing mystery flick that presented us with many red herrings and kept us on our toes. This meant that all of us were surprised when the secret was revealed at the end and none of us had guessed how it was going to turn out in advance.

After leaving the theater, I took them out for a little dessert next. We stopped at a Baskin and Robbins store for some ice cream and each of us ordered either a sundae or cone there. Seeing we still had a little more time to kill before the midnight hour, we took our time and enjoyed our selections and Jim and I washed it down with some coffee, while the boys all opted for a cup of hot chocolate. It was good and we all enjoyed it, as we chatted about the other things we had done.

When I figured we'd spent enough time there, I led everyone down to the part of town where they would be holding the final countdown to the New Year, before setting off the fireworks. We got there in plenty of time and it was a lot of fun being there and counting down the final ten seconds with a whole group of other people, and the fireworks were a nice touch to welcome in the New Year. Jim said he usually spent New Year's Eve at home, watching the various celebrations on TV, so this was something new for him and he confessed he really enjoyed doing it in person this year.

When the last of the fireworks had faded in the night sky and our ears had stopped ringing from their loud booms, we got in the Traverse and headed back to our place. When we arrived, I went to the kitchen and pulled a bottle of champagne out of the refrigerator, opened it and started pouring everyone a glass, although I only gave the boys about a third of what I poured for Jim and myself. After everyone had a glass, I offered toast to a wonderful New Year, as well as to our continued good health and happiness, and then we called it a night and retired to our rooms.

Bryce insisted that I make love to him before we went to sleep, because he wanted it to be our way of welcoming in what would be our first FULL year together, since I had met him a few months into the previous year. It was a very energetic and satisfying coupling and I could feel that he was giving me all of his love and holding nothing back. This was also much more tender and passionate than anything we had ever done before and it was filled with a great deal more emotion then I could have ever imagined. I knew this was because tonight had a very special meaning for Bryce, but it also had a very special meaning for me too. I wouldn't question him to discover why this seemed to be so much more important to him than any of our previous lovemaking sessions, but I would be more than willing, and happy, to talk this over with him later, if he decided to bring it up. For the time being though, I'd let him keep that little secret to himself.

The following day, we all watched the parades first and then stopped for a quick lunch, before we began watching some of the football games together. There was a lot of shouting and bickering going on during the games, because we didn't always root for the same teams, but it was all done good-naturedly and we had great deal of fun interacting this way. Jim and Troy went home before the last game started, but not before we had a chance to give them both a hug and thank them for spending the holidays with us. We also agreed that we'd be seeing a lot more of each other in the future, including spending some time together this summer, around the county fair.

In the spring, I was formally allowed to adopt the boys, so they were now my sons and we were finally recognized as a real family. Even though I didn't tell them they had to do this, the boys had all decided they were all going to take my surname when I adopted them, but they also chose to start call me 'Dad' from now on. For quite a while after the adoption had become official, however, the boys were still having a great deal of difficulty changing from calling me Uncle Kyle to Dad. Sometimes I had to chuckle, because their attempt would come out as 'Uncle Dad' or 'Dad Kyle,' but I never said anything to them when they made those mistakes, because I didn't want to embarrass them, but I also thought those mistakes were cute. Over time, however, those faux pas became less frequent, until they were calling me Dad all of the time, without even thinking about it.

Although I am now officially their 'dad,' we still continue to fool around together, but that has been at the boys' insistence. I also know that as soon as he's old enough, Bryce will also want us to get married, since he's hinted about doing that several times already, because he wants us to be husband and husband, as well father and son. I no longer have any suspicions that he is doing this solely out of gratitude and I'm convinced that he is truly in love with me, but I'm also positive that I'm in love him. Since we both love each other, and if that is what he wants, then I certainly won't deny him, because it's what I want as well.

The other boys don't seem to have any problems with Bryce and I being so close, and I actually believe they are happy for us, because they are also looking forward to the day when Bryce and I will be able to marry. Steve has already told me that he'd like to be my best man and Cam has informed us that he would like to do the same for Bryce, so it's apparent they are eager to see us joined as husband and husband too. I know Bryce and I certainly are looking forward to that day as well.

Even though this will happen at some point, Cam and Steve also know I love them too, but that I'm not in love with them, as I am with Bryce. They also know that Bryce feels the same way about them as well, so that's the only difference here, but we are all very happy together and love being a family. Cam and Steve, however, keep teasing Bryce and asking if they'll have to call his 'daddy' once we are married, but I think Bryce is getting a big kick out of that question. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he asked them to do that, just to see how they'll react.

We did get together with Jim and Troy from time to time during the interim, including celebrating St. Patrick's Day with each other and spending Easter, Memorial Day and the Fourth of July together, but we also planned to join them for a couple of weeks during the summer. Troy was going to come stay with us a couple of weeks prior to when the county fair was scheduled, so he could join us on our next bike trip. We'd follow the same route Bryce and I took the previous year, so we could stop at the ranch and spend some time there with them before that, but we definitely planned to attend the county fair together. All of the boys were eager to watch Troy and Jim compete in the barrel race and calf roping events this year, plus we also planned to spend at least one full day, maybe two, at the fair, sot the boys could enjoy the games and rides as well.

We'd stay at the ranch with them for a few days after the fair ended and then Troy would continue on the rest of the bike trip with us. Once we got back to our house, I would drive him home, but he had explained to his father that he wanted to complete the entire trip with us and Jim was fine with that.

After we finished our trip and Troy had returned home, the boys and I planned to spend the rest of our summer just enjoying each other until school started. Since the boys had opted to take my name when they were adopted, so everyone would know that we were now connected, it also meant that we'd have to take the appropriate forms to the school before classes began. That way the school could change the boys' names on their official records, so they would begin the year with everything listed under their new names. Now, I had to work with them about how we were going to explain that choice to everyone else.

I couldn't imagine being any happier than I was now, and the boys kept telling me that they felt the same way, so the adoption and name change had ended up being a delayed Christmas present for each of us. We are now extremely happy together and I can only pray that others in this world will someday be able to find the same amount of happiness we now share. No child should ever have to deal with the types of situations and amount of abuse and maltreatment that these boys had to endure, nor should they ever find themselves alone and without anyone they could trust to care for them and rely on. I promised the boys that they'd never have to worry about anything like that ever again, so in return they promised that they'd take care of me when I got old and couldn't take care of myself any longer. Could anyone ask for more than that?

The End