The Castaway Hotel - 1 - 7. Chapter 7 - First Contact

The day passed by quickly. It began with me enrolling Danny in school. After filling out the required forms, I had my secretary call his old school, to make a verbal request to have his records forwarded. They asked her to fax them a written request, which she quickly did, after coming to get my signature, as both his legal guardian and school principal. His old school informed her that once they received the faxed request, they would put everything in the mail before the end of the day. That would be more than adequate for our purposes.

I was very busy all day long, and Danny found it very hectic adjusting to his various teachers, classes and the other students. When the school day was over, the boys waited in the library until I was done and then I walked there to meet up with them. We went straight from there to the car, in order to make our run to the mall. Ricky made sure he helped Danny pick out the ‘right’ bikini briefs and then I let Danny pick out his boots. After that, we picked out their dress clothes and a few other necessities, before we left for home. After pulling into the driveway, the boys bolted from the car and headed straight for Danny’s room, so he could put his things away. I didn’t see them again for quite some time.

After Danny and Ricky ran up to their rooms with the packages, they began putting away their new things. Since Ricky didn’t have as much to put away, he finished first and rushed back to Danny’s room. Danny was just finishing putting his things away when Ricky made a suggestion to him. “Danny, why don’t you try on one of your new pair of underwear now?”

“Why?” Danny asked, uncertain as to why Ricky wanted him to do that.

“I want to see how they look on you,” Ricky explained, simply. “You’ve seen me in mine and I want to see you in yours.”

Danny nodded that he would do it for Ricky and quickly ripped opened one of the three-packs of briefs. Ricky went over and shut the bedroom door, while Danny took off his shoes and jeans, and then he took off his other briefs, seemingly unfazed that Ricky was in there with him.

“Wow,” Ricky exclaimed, “you’ve got a bigger wiener than me.” Danny looked up with an air of superiority and smiled at this younger brother.

“I should have a bigger one. I’m older than you are. How big is yours?”

“Not as big as that,” Ricky told him, while staring at Danny’s 5.75” circumcised penis with a well formed mushroom head. There was also a small patch of dark pubic hair at its base. “Do you want to see mine?” Ricky asked, thinking it only fair.

Danny nodded his head in confirmation, so Ricky quickly unsnapped his pants and slid his jeans and briefs down in one fluid motion. Now, he stood in front of his brother displaying his 4.5” cut cock, surrounded by such a fine dusting of light blond hairs that his pubic area still appeared to be hairless. “See, they look almost alike,” Ricky commented, “but yours is bigger.”

“Yes, I see that,” Danny replied, but then he waited a second before continuing. “Can you shoot yet, Ricky?”

“Do you mean the white stuff?” Ricky asked, in an attempt to clarify what Danny wanted to know.

“Yes, that’s what I mean,” Danny confirmed. “Can you?”

“Yeah,” Ricky informed him. “I did it for the first time a little over a month ago.” Danny studied Ricky for a few seconds, wondering if he should ask the next question that was on his mind. After several awkward moments of hesitation, he finally found the courage to do it.

“Have you ever done it with another boy?” Danny wanted to know.

“No, never,” Ricky told him. “Your the first other boy I’ve seen like this.” A sly grin crept across Danny’s face when he heard Ricky’s confession.

“Do you want to try to do it together then?” Danny persisted, hoping Ricky might be tempted to give it a shot with him. Ricky had to think about the offer for a second or two, before he made up his mind and answered.

“Yeah, why not?” he responded. “It might be fun.”

Happy with Ricky’s acceptance of his proposal, Danny suggested they should both lie back on his bed, and before long, they were both sporting erections. Slowly, they began working their hands up and down their rigid poles, seeking the relief Ricky had only sought in private, before this moment. After about a minute, Danny turned toward his new brother and asked, “Do you want to touch mine, Ricky?”

At first, Ricky looked shocked that Danny had made such an offer. Seeing Ricky’s expression, Danny was worried he had gone too far and Ricky was going to turn on him now. Just as Danny was about to jump off the bed and head for the door, Ricky finally responded.

“Can I?” he uttered. “You wouldn’t mind?” Danny’s body visibly relaxed after he heard Ricky’s response and realized everything was going to be okay.

“Heck, no,” Danny assured him. “You can even jerk me off, if you want to.”

“Really?” Ricky muttered, not believing his ears. “You’d let me do that too?” Danny just nodded his head in reply.

Extremely excited by this possibility, Ricky reached his little hand over and wrapped it around Danny’s ample dick. It was clearly the first time he had touched a penis other than his own, but he felt comfortable doing it. Danny’s penis was hard, yet it was still slightly soft to his touch, and it felt very warm to him. Carefully, he let his slightly trembling hand start to move up and down the fleshy surface, just like he did to himself, when he wanted that special feeling. He enjoyed the way his hand glided up and down the smooth surface of Danny’s love muscle and he turned his head to look at Danny’s face. He wanted to make sure Danny was all right with him doing this. When he saw Danny had his eyes closed and seemed to be enjoying the feeling, Ricky went back to concentrating on what he was doing.

While Ricky was absorbed with masturbating his older partner, Danny reached over and started stroking Ricky’s own hard-on. Suddenly, Ricky became aware of this and how good it felt, so he looked over and smiled at his brother.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, Ricky?” Danny inquired.

“Oh, yeah. It sure does,” Ricky informed him, in sort of a moan. “It feels even better than when I do it to myself.” Ricky had this far away look in his eyes, as the increased sensations began to spread throughout his body.

“I thought you’d think that,” Danny confirmed. “Just relax and it will get even better.”

The boys continued to pump each other’s joystick, but the pace kept getting faster and faster, as they headed toward their first mutual orgasm. As they got closer and closer to their climax, both boys were beginning to moan, but it was hard to tell which sounds came from whom. After a few more hectic minutes of activity, each of them began to arch his back in anticipation of ejaculating. Soon, streams of white jism were spurting from the slits in Ricky’s prick.

“Oh, oh, oooohhhhh,” Ricky groaned. “Don’t stop, Danny. Keep going. Don’t stop yet.” With that encouragement, Danny’s fist continued to work on Ricky’s sausage, while Ricky resumed doing the same to him. He had stopped briefly, during his ejaculation, but now he continued his effort, until Danny shot his load too. He kept that up until the last drops of cum dripped onto Danny’s pubic area and they both fell backward, totally exhausted.

* * * *

I had been waiting for the boys downstairs and dinner was nearly ready. I didn’t see them around and they didn’t respond to my calls, so I went upstairs to look for them. I was surprised to find the door to Danny’s room was closed and was about to knock on it, when I heard some groaning coming from within. Then I heard Ricky say something, although it wasn’t in his normal voice. Besides his speech sounding slightly higher pitched and a little ragged, he also sounded winded. I had my suspicions about what was going on inside, so I opened the door and walked in. There on Danny’s bed were sprawled my two naked sons, covered in spunk and panting. They jumped up and looked at me, their eyes as big as saucers, as I entered the room.

“Just get cleaned up and come down to dinner,” I told them. “We can talk about this later.” While they were scrambling about Danny’s room, I started back down to the kitchen. I was still a little concerned about what I saw, but only because I wasn’t sure if one of them had been taken advantage of. I shoved those thoughts into the back of my mind and began to take the food into the dining room. While I did that, I mulled over how I was going to approach this and what I planned to say to them, after we finished eating.

I had dinner on the table by the time the boys got downstairs. They walked into the dining room, with each of them glancing up at me and then down at the floor. Their nerves were totally on edge and both looked very sheepish. I suspected they had discussed this with each other before they came down to see me, so I knew I would have to reassure them about their fate, or neither of them would be able to eat.

“Boys, we will discuss what happened after dinner, but right now, the food is ready and I don’t want it to get cold before we eat. Please don’t worry, though. You’re not in trouble and I’m not mad at you. I just want to discuss the implications of what you were doing.” I gave each of them a big hug, but they both remained very rigid. They did begin to breathe again, possibly for the first time since they had come downstairs. “Relax, sit down and enjoy your meal,” I urged them. “I don’t want you to starve or get indigestion.”

Looking slightly more relieved, but knowing it wasn’t over yet, we all sat down at the table. The boys’ eyes kept darting around the room, as they would first look at each other and then at me, and I knew they weren’t totally sure what to expect when we discussed the situation. Even though I had tried to reassure them, I think they were still waiting for me to start screaming at them, or worse. When that didn’t happen, they did begin to settle down even more, but I could tell they were still on edge.

After finishing our meal, the boys cleaned up the dishes, while I put away the leftovers. There was more than normal to put away, I guess because their appetites weren’t quite up to normal this evening. When everything was done, I broke the long silence. “Let’s move into the living room to have this conversation,” I advised them.

I could see the panic begin to register on their faces again, but they hesitantly followed me into the living room. I sat on the sofa, and after a few moments, they came over and sat down on the same side of me, so they could remain next to each other. Danny sat closest to me, almost as if he was trying to protect Ricky from my wrath, and I could tell he was ready to accept the blame for what had taken place. That impressed me and I wondered if he felt he would be held responsible for what happened anyway, just because I knew he was gay and he was the older of the pair. I hoped that wasn’t the case.

“Look, guys, I understand what you were doing and why,” I tried to reassure them. “There is nothing wrong with a little sexual exploration and experimentation. Everyone does it at one time or another, but I just want to make sure you both agreed to it and that no one was pressured into doing anything he didn’t want to do. Danny, as you’re the oldest, I hope you weren’t taking advantage of Ricky.”

Before Danny could respond, Ricky answered me. “He didn’t, Dad, honest. I was the one who talked him into taking our clothes off, so we could see each other’s wieners.” I chuckled to myself at his childish terminology for the male organ. Before the boys noticed my amusement, Ricky continued. “We both wanted to try it. Really!”

“Dad, that’s not exactly true,” Danny corrected him. “I was the one who talked him into giving each other a hand job. I guess it was wrong for me to do that.”

“Not necessarily,” I corrected him. “If you both agreed to it, then I don’t have a problem with some harmless experimentation. I just don’t want either one of you forcing the other into doing something he isn’t ready for. I also want you to know you can discuss anything with me, alone or together. I’ll answer you as honestly as I can, and if you want, I’ll advise you as to what I think might be best for you. Afterward, you can heed that advice or not, but I think it’s important that you are exposed to options you might not otherwise consider. I also want to warn you that you must be more careful than you were today when doing these things. You don’t have to worry about me or about doing things at home, unless there are others around. You MUST, however, be more cautious at other times or in other places. I think you can both guess what types of problems you might have encountered if someone else had discovered what you to were up to.” They both nodded their heads very forcefully in agreement.

“Okay, is there anything you’d like to ask me now?” I offered, giving them the opportunity to question me about whatever they might want to know. They peeked at each other, before they looked back at me, and then they both shook their heads, letting me know they couldn’t think of anything at this time.

“Well, if you think of anything later, you can ask me then,” I advised them, “but for now, why don’t you boys go get your homework done.”

“But we finished our home work while we waited for you in the library,” Danny informed me, looking a little perplexed.

“Then go have some fun, but stay out of trouble,” I suggested, which made them both look at me oddly. I guess they both wondered if that meant I thought they might try something else, but I guess they quickly figured out it was just a general, harmless comment.

“Thanks, Dad,” they both told me, before giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. After doing that, they went off together and headed toward my office. It looked as if they were planning to get on the computer for a while. I heard Ricky talking to Danny about what happened as they walked away.

“See, I told you I thought dad would be cool about it,” he explained, and I hoped that was a good thing, not that he thought he could get away with anything he wanted.

Before too much longer, Danny came back out and asked to speak with me. “Dad, there’s two things I want to ask you,” he began.

“Okay,” I responded. “What is it you’d like to know?”

“First of all,” he continued, “do you think I should tell Ricky about me… you know, that I’m gay?”

“That will have to be your choice,” I advised him, “but I don’t see any reason why you shouldn’t. I think Ricky’s already showed he’s very open to different things, and he’s proven it to you by doing what you boys did earlier.”

“I suppose, but I’m still not sure I’m ready to do that yet,” he informed me, while thinking about my words. “If I do decide to tell him, though, I want you to be there with me. Okay?”

“Sure, if that’s what you want,” I advised him, hoping my response would make it easier for him. “Was there something else you wanted?”

“Oh, yeah,” he replied, “it’s really the reason I came to see you and what Ricky thought I came to do. Would you let us download a messenger service, so I can chat with my friends? A couple of them have emailed me and asked if we could chat instead.”

I did have a messenger service on my computer that I used with my older children, but it wasn’t the one they were asking for. Understanding that their friends must all use this other service, I thought about it a minute, before I answered him. “Well, I guess I don’t see anything wrong with you being able to chat with your friends, as long as you both promise me you won’t get involved in with chatting with strangers or go into any chat rooms. However, if I do this for you, I’ll also set up some parental controls. If you’re unhappy with that, or if you try to get in and mess with those controls, then the deal’s off.”

“Don’t worry, Dad, we won’t,” Danny told me. “I promise I won’t do those things and I know Ricky will promise too.” Having received his assurance, we went in to make sure Ricky agreed too, and once he did, I had them sign off from everything they were doing. At that point, I sat down at the computer and began to get things ready for them, making sure to warn them that they weren’t to download ANYTHING without my permission first. They both assured me they understood.

By the time I finished getting things ready, I noticed it was getting late, so I informed them they’d have to wait until tomorrow night to chat with anyone. They took a few minutes trying to convince me to let them sign on and just say a quick ‘hello’, so their friends would know they weren’t going to be able to chat until tomorrow evening. Instead, I offered a compromise of sorts and told them I’d allow them to send off an email to their friends, giving them that information. They weren’t exactly thrilled with my suggestion, but I think they understood that was the best they were going to get, so they agreed. After sending out their email, I told them it was time for bed.

Once they’d finished their nightly preparations, we all gathered in Danny’s room and I read them another chapter from the book. Once I’d finished, I had them say their prayers, with each of them inputting something to the joint effort, and then I sent Ricky off to his own room. I stayed behind, to tuck Danny in first.

“Thanks for earlier, Dad. I thought you were going to get real mad about what we did. I also want to thank you for not telling Ricky I’m gay, either. I’m still not sure how I’m going to do that, but I want to wait until I am more sure he’s not going to hate me first.”

“The decision is entirely yours,” I confirmed, “but give your brother a little credit. I think he’s shown you he loves you a lot and that he has an open mind. In fact, I believe he loves you enough to accept you for who you are.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right, but I’m still not ready to tell him yet.”

“Like I said, it’s your decision, so you make sure it’s what you want to do before you do it then. However, for now, I want you to put this out of your mind and get some sleep. Sweet dreams and I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Good night, Dad, and I really, really love you,” he added, touching me deeply.

“I love you, too, son,” I replied, “and I’ll see you in the morning.” I kissed Danny on the forehead and then made my way to Ricky’s room, to say good night to him. I tucked Ricky in and wished him sweet dreams too, and then kissed him on his forehead, before I left his room. Once I had finished there, I went back to my office.

I signed on the computer and started setting up the parental controls. I wanted to make sure neither boy got into anything he wasn’t ready for. Once I finished that, I began surfing the net, in search of information I concluded I was going to need sooner or later. I used some search engines to locate what I was looking for, took some notes, and then thought about how I would handle it, when the time came. By chance, I found some other things I felt might also be appropriate, but now I would just wait until the right moment arose to dig into my bag of tricks.