Watergame - 6. Chapter 6

When they all arrived at the White’s home, Art pulled into the spot he usually parks the pickup at and Simon pulled in and parked beside it.

Julian, exiting the pickup, “Guys, grab your bags and follow me, so I can introduce you to Mom.” Then, inside the kitchen, “Mom, these are our friends, Gordy, and Simon.” Vi extended her hand, automatically, and both boys shook hands with Vi.

“Mrs. White,” Gordy said, “we want to thank you for your generous hospitality, and Simon and I are so looking forward to spending this weekend with you and your family.”

“Boys,” Vi said, “just to keep things simple, you can call me Vi. I hope you guys like lasagna, dinner will be ready soon. Julian, why don’t you show your friends to their bedroom, and take their bags.”

“Vi,” Simon stated, “that’s great, I think everybody likes lasagna.”

Gordy, as Julian showed them to the spare bedroom, “Julian, do you think we could have some sex here?”

Julian, grinning, “Can you do it without leaving cum stains all over the sheets?”

“We can,” Simon said, “if we just have oral sex.”

When the boys returned from the bedroom, Jeff was setting the table in the dining room, having placed the large bowl of tossed salad in the center, along with a variety of dressings, and salad bowls at each of the six places. The dinner plates were sitting on the stove, next to the large baking dish with the lasagna.

Art didn’t ask ages and knew that Jeff and Julian were both still only Twenty, but still poured six glasses of wine, stating that this meal “required” a little wine to go with it. Even though he wasn’t certain if Gordy and Simon were of legal age, he felt comfortable with sharing the wine with them. It wasn’t like they were going to get drunk, and they were all in for the night anyway.

Gordy and Simon made Vi feel special, when they told her that her lasagna was the best they’d ever eaten, and all four boys asked for a second helping. Gordy was picking the onions out of his salad, and Simon told him to just put them in his, and that tossed salad wouldn’t taste right without the onions. Julian copied Gordy, grinning, and pawning his onions off into Jeff’s salad. Art and Vi, watching the boys, just glanced at each other and grinned.

After dinner, Art retired to the living room to watch some TV, and all four of the boys stripped to their boxers and piled onto Julian’s bed and played some video games. Periodically, all four of the boys were touching each other, causing their partners to grin, and it seemed that all four of them had some sexy thoughts on their minds.

About 9:00 PM Art walked into Julian’s room, and told the boys they might consider getting to bed soon, as he planned to wake them up about 5:30 AM so they could get an early start to head for the lake. After they finished the game they were playing, Gordy and Simon went to their room and J&J dropped their boxers and crawled into bed.

Knowing that they would be sharing the bedroom with Gordy and Simon the next two nights on the yacht, they decided to give each other blowjobs tonight, while they still had some privacy. It was only a couple of minutes before Jeff had Julian’s beautiful and quickly erecting black cock in his mouth, nursing it.

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In the spare bedroom, Gordy and Simon were having identical thoughts, and Gordy pushed Simon’s boxers down, giving him access to Simon’s rather large but sheathed cock. Simon loves it when Gordy runs his tongue under his foreskin and licks the glans, which will start to bring him to orgasm. So many gay men are unappreciative of uncut cocks and he is happy that Gordy likes his. Simon would love to return the favor to Gordy, but Gordy’s parents elected to remove Gordy’s foreskin when he was born. He still likes Gordy’s cock, regardless of the lack of foreskin.

Simon, as Gordy was sliding his tongue under Simon’s foreskin, “I wish your parents had left your cock intact, I think it should be illegal to remove a boys foreskin as an infant.”

Gordy, pulling off for a second, “Sorry baby, it wasn’t my choice.”

“I know, sweetheart,” Simon replied, “It doesn’t mean that I love you any less for it, I just can’t slide my tongue under your foreskin like you do me, cause it’s missing!”

“It still feels really good,” Gordy commented, “when you take me in your mouth,” then snickering, “baby, you’re a really good cocksucker, and I love you!”

“I love you too, baby,” Simon said, softly, “I’m gonna cum, are you ready?”

Gordy used his hand to slide Simon’s foreskin back, and felt Simon tense as he continued to nurse the head and shaft of Simon’s cock, anticipating the spurting of semen from Simon that he knew was soon to fill his mouth. Then Simon climaxed, shooting ropes of cum into Gordy’s waiting mouth and throat.

Gordy, after swallowing, “I love the feeling, and the taste of you, when you cum into my mouth. I’m still rock hard, baby.”

“I know, baby—I’m about to take care of you, I’ll never leave you needing release!” Simon exclaimed, as he repositioned himself ready to finish his boyfriend off.

“I’m hot,” Gordy said, “you’re not going to need to work very long to get me off!”

Simon took Gordy into his mouth and started to slide his mouth up and down the length of Gordy’s cock, Gordy feeling his orgasm rising by the second.

“Ready or not,” Gordy whispered, “I’m cumming!” Simon was ready, and Gordy started to shoot ropes of cum into Simon’s mouth, Simon swallowing.”

“Baby, you always taste so good,” Simon said, “I don’t think I will ever tire of tasting you!”

“Me either,” Gordy replied, “if we ever tire of each other, our relationship might be in danger—and I don’t want us to ever end.”

After unconsciously kicking their boxers to the floor the two boys fell into a romantic kiss, tasting each other in each other’s mouths, and wrapping arms around each other soon fell off to sleep, both having relieved each other, sexually.

* * * * * *

Meanwhile, in Julian’s bedroom, Jeff had already gotten his protein snack from Julian’s cock, and Julian was just bringing his boyfriend to orgasm.

“I can’t hold off baby,” Jeff stated, “I gonna cum!” Julian gripped Jeff’s cock a little tighter with his lips, and Jeff’s body stiffened, then relaxed, as he proceeded to release his sperm into Julian’s anxious mouth. Julian swallowed, then went back and milked the last few droplets of sperm from Jeff’s cock, and swallowed them.

“I have a feeling,” Jeff said, “that we aren’t the only boys that had some sex tonight, I think Gordy and Simon were aroused when they left for their room.”

“You’re probably right,” Julian replied, “when I showed them their room, Gordy asked me if they could have sex, and I told them they could, if they could do it without leaving cum stains on the sheets. We’ll have to ask them tomorrow, when Mom and Dad aren’t within hearing range.”

J&J shared a deep kiss, tasting each other’s mouths, hugged tightly and soon fell asleep in each other’s arms.

* * * * * *

Early Saturday morning Art took it upon himself to wake the young men from their slumber. Walking first into J&J’s room and noticing the two pairs of boxers on the floor, he grinned and then shook their shoulders, waking them.

He then slipped into the spare room and noted two more pairs of boxers on the floor. It crossed his mind that sleeping together naked must be a gay boy thing. When he shook Simon’s shoulder Simon immediately threw back the cover exposing his morning wood, and stood up beside the bed, apparently not concerned about his nakedness or his condition in front of Art.

Art couldn’t help but notice that Simon was very well endowed, estimating that Simon was probably at least nine inches erect, and surprised that he was uncut. He couldn’t help but notice the head, with its pee slit, poking through the open end of Simon’s foreskin. Art hadn’t seen an uncut penis since he was in high school, and remembered that there were a couple of boys that he had showered with that were uncut, but they weren’t erect. Simon bent over to grab his boxers, and pulled them on, then headed to the bathroom.

Art is completely heterosexual, and wondered why he was feeling some tightness in his own briefs. What he just saw, was one of those things that, once you’ve seen it—you just can’t unsee it. He headed to the kitchen, dressed only in his briefs, to have his first cup of coffee for the day. Within five minutes all four of the boys were also at the table, wearing only their boxers.

Vi was accustomed to having her men at the table for breakfast wearing just their underwear, the only difference today was that she had five instead of just three. She was pleased that Gordy and Simon both seemed comfortable, dressed as they were. A few minutes later she placed a pot of Sausage gravy on a trivet in the center of the table, and then pulled a sheet of freshly baked biscuits from the oven, placing the biscuits on a platter and setting it on the table. Breakfast was served.

Vi knew that her ‘regulars’ all liked biscuits with sausage gravy and hoped the new boys also liked it. Gordy stated that he hadn’t had it in a long time and liked it a lot, while it was a new meal for Simon. He also acquired a taste for it within a biscuit, then split three more biscuits, and smothered them with the sausage gravy.

When they were done, there were two biscuits left, but no more gravy. The four boys split the last two biscuits and ate them with butter and some strawberry jam. No leftovers were left over, and everyone was well satisfied.

Art left for the store to pick up some drinks and ice for the coolers, and while Vi headed to her bedroom to dress, Julian and Jeff tackled the dishes.

“Is there anything we can do to help?” Gordy asked.

“Nah, we’ve got this,” Jeff said, grinning, “I suppose, if you’re bored, you could go and suck each other off!”

“We—took care of each other last night,” Simon admitted.

“Julian, snickering, “We suspected that you would, and so did we.”

The four boys shared a mutual laugh together, just as Art returned.

During the next hour, the boys all dressed in shorts and t-shirts and Art and Vi packed food in the coolers.

“Did you guys bring your fishing equipment?” Art asked.

“No,” Gordy replied, “we can go fishing any weekend. We decided to just relax and enjoy this weekend with our new found family, and probably do a lot of swimming, and sun-tanning.” Vi and Art glanced at each other and smiled, pleased that Gordy and Simon considered them to be family, along with J&J.

“I want to thank you boys for cleaning up the breakfast dishes.” Vi said.

“No problem, Mom,” Jeff said, “helping each other is what loving family members do.” Julian smiled, realizing that Jeff really does consider the Whites to be his family too.

“We need to get this show on the road,” Art stated, “if you boys will carry these coolers to the SUV, we can all get our bags and be on our way.”

“Sure, Dad,” Jeff said, as he and Julian grabbed one of the coolers, and Gordy and Simon latched on to the other and carried them to, and placed them into the back of the SUV.

When the boys returned to the house, all four of them gathered their overnight bags, Art grabbed the large bag with his and Vi’s clothes and they placed all of them into the back of the SUV. Vi locked up the house and they piled into the SUV, Art in the driver’s seat and Vi in the passenger seat, and all four boys like sardines in the back seat. J&J were sitting behind Art, and Gordy and Simon behind Vi.

“I know you guys are a little cramped back there,” Art stated, “I think it might be time to consider a new SUV, one with three seats. We never expected our family to grow this large!”

“It’s fine, Art,” Gordy said, grinning, “I think we’re all close enough friends that we really don’t mind being cozy for a while.”

Vi looked over into the back seat and smiled, noticing that Gordy and Simon were holding hands, and so were Julian and Jeff. Julian and Simon were in the center and had arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders. These boys all seemed really comfortable with and around each other, and didn’t seem to mind the fact that they were very tightly packed in the back seat. Their bare thighs and knees were all touching next to each other, as they were all wearing shorts.

Julian was the smallest of all the boys at about 120 pounds, and for a while he climbed onto Jeff’s lap, and Jeff instinctively wrapped his arms around Julian, then his hand slid down and he started to caress Julian’s inner thigh.

“Baby,” Julian whispered into Jeff’s ear, “you’re making me hard.”

“Jeff whispered back, “And what do you think you sitting on my crotch is doing to me?”

Both boys snickered a little, as Julian slid off of Jeff’s lap and back onto the seat, and both boys adjusted themselves, grinning. If anyone else in the car noticed their little exchange, they were polite enough not to mention it.

“Here we are, boys,” Art announced as he pulled up to Dock 8, turned and backed as close as he dared to the dock. Everyone quickly got out of the SUV and walked out onto the dock. Julian and Jeff cautiously stepped onto the side of Julian’s Dream and jumped down to the deck.

They quickly located the gangplank and pushed the dock end over the side of the yacht and Art grabbed it, holding it in place while J&J secured the other end to the side of the yacht. Within about 60 seconds, all six of them were on the yacht, Gordy and Simon both anxious to investigate every nook and cranny, as this was an entirely new experience for them. They tried, unsuccessfully, to open the cabin door, but it was locked.

“Here, Gordy,” Art said, grinning, and handing the keys to Gordy, “it will help to unlock it first!” Gordy unlocked the sliding door, and slid it open, then returned the keys to Art. Gordy and Simon walked into the cabin, their eyes taking in the sight.

“WOW!” Simon exclaimed, “it’s even nicer than the photos Jeff showed us—it’s beautiful!”

Gordy, with tears running down his face, “I can’t believe it, we’re actually here! Art, how can Simon and I ever thank you and Vi?”

“Hey,” Art replied, “don’t blame us, blame those two, it was Julian and Jeff’s idea to bring you guys along this weekend.”

Simon and Gordy grabbed J&J and hugged them tightly.

“Guys,” Simon stated, his eyes also watering, “I somehow knew, the day we met, that we would become friends, but you guys are better friends than we ever even dreamed you would be! I know we’re going to have an awesome weekend together, and we love you guys! Mom, Dad, I hope you don’t mind if I call you Mom & Dad, you two are the most wonderful parents I’ve ever met, and I love you both.”

“Dad,” Gordy spoke, “I also share Simon’s feelings, you and Mom are wonderful parents, and I’m so very happy that we’ve met. I’m really looking forward to sharing this weekend with you, and of course, with Julian and Jeff.”

“Guys,” Art stated, “Vi and I may have only created and raised one son, but we feel like we have four awesome sons. Now that we’ve gotten past the emotional part of the weekend, if our Sons are willing to unload the SUV and haul the stuff aboard, we can get our weekend under way!”

It took the boys all of five minutes to bring the coolers and all of the luggage onto Julian’s Dream, and Julian then took the SUV to the vehicle parking area, returning just a few minutes later. Vi brought out another set of sheets and pillowcases for the ‘upper’ mattress and handed them to Gordy. Art took Simon and Gordy to the back bedroom, and helped them lower the mattress to form the upper bunk. Gordy and Simon made the bed up with the clean sheets.

J&J didn’t need to replace the sheets on their bed, as they had only slept on them two nights during the Memorial Day Weekend. Art did the usual check for the oil and water, which were ok, and started the inboard engine to let it warm up, and start to charge the batteries, which were the power source for all of the lights.

Following the same protocol as he did Memorial Day Weekend, Art piloted the vessel to the Marina store and bought gas for the yacht as well as a couple more propane tanks for the Coleman camp stove. He then guided the vessel toward the center of the lake, preparing to drop anchor there.

“Hey guys,” Julian suggested, “while Dad’s heading us to the middle of the lake, let’s get into our swimming trunks so we can be ready to have some fun.”

The four boys headed to their bedroom and Julian closed the door. They all dug into their bags, finding their swimwear, and started to strip off their clothes. Prior to this minute, neither one of these ‘couples’ had seen the other ‘couple’ undressed. When Simon slipped off his boxers, exposing his rather large uncut package, both Julian’s and Jeff’s mouths fell open.

Neither of them were really used to seeing uncut cocks, and the only one they’d really seen was Everett’s at one of the Watergames, and Simon’s was nearly twice as large as Everett’s.

“Wow, you’re big!” Jeff exclaimed.

“I’m only Five foot Eleven,” Simon replied, grinning.

“I mean,” Jeff said, pointing, “down there!”

Simon pulled his cock straight out from his body and it appeared to be about eight inches long, and it was flaccid. Being uncut, it might have appeared to be even longer than it really was. When he let go of it, the head dropped half way toward his knee.

I guess I might be a tad bigger than most,” Simon said, grinning.

“A tad?” Julian questioned, “I’ve never seen one that big! It’s even bigger than Levi’s!”

“So Julian,” Simon asked, grinning, “how many cocks have you measured?”

“Well, none—actually—but I like to see them—when the opportunity presents itself!”

Simon, grinning and nodding, “So typically gay! I really think that most gay guys won’t look away, when there is a cock to be viewed. Yeah, I know I’m kinda big, but my boyfriend likes it, and that is what’s important.” Gordy is smiling and nodding.

At this point all four boys are completely naked, and all viewing each other’s genitals. Jeff grabbed his (borrowed from Julian) swim trunks and pulled them on, and the other three boys followed suit. Julian, Jeff and Gordy all wore pretty tight trunks that their packages filled the fronts of quite nicely. Simon wore trunks that were looser fitting, and didn’t accentuate his package as well, but all three of the other guys know what is hidden inside.

As Art dropped anchor, the boys all appeared on deck. The sun was shining brightly. Gordy and Simon took turns putting sunscreen lotion on each other’s backs, as well as all other exposed skin.

“Dad,” Julian asked, “is the water here deep enough for diving?”

“It should be, Son,” Dad said, “the water here should be at least twenty or twenty-five feet deep, be careful on that first dive.”

Julian took a dive, and disappeared for about forty seconds, then surfaced.

“Dad, I couldn’t find the bottom, but the temperature is just right,” Julian said, “Come on, baby, let’s play!”

A few seconds later, Jeff ran off the diving board yelling “CANNONBALL!” and created a splash that got both Gordy and Simon wet, as he joined his boyfriend in the water, and gave Julian’s bulge a loving squeeze underwater, making him grin.

Gordy and Simon wasted little time in trying out the diving board, soon joining J&J in the water. While Julian was swimming, Gordy couldn’t resist the temptation to give Julian’s most perfect buns a friendly squeeze—the game was on! For the next hour, it was boy after boy jumping off the diving board, and no boy escaped having their butts or bulges squeezed by one of the others—all in fun. Just a group of friends, playing grab ass—all four of them having fun.

While the boys were all giving the diving board a workout, Vi busied herself making a plate full of ham salad sandwiches. She and Art both smiled at each other, happy to see all four young men having so much fun with each other. These two couples had only met each other a few days ago, but it was like they’d known each other for years.

Vi placed the plate of sandwiches on the deck table, announcing that lunch was served. While the boys attacked lunch, Art and Vi slipped into their bedroom and changed into their swimsuits.

Julian and Simon already had considerable tan that they had been born with, but Gordy and Jeff were still quite pale, and coated their exposed skin with tanning oil. After just eating, they all knew it wouldn’t be wise to return to swimming right away. Julian spread a large blanket on the deck and all four boys, in couples, relaxed on the blanket to let the sun work on their bodies. Simon lovingly placed his arm on Gordy’s back, and they both fell asleep, as did Jeff and Julian.

After Vi and Art ate their sandwiches, they both reclined on the chaise lounges to relax and take in some rays. After about an hour, Art noticed that Gordy’s skin was turning quite pink and he woke Gordy to make him aware that he was getting sunburned. Gordy couldn’t see it, but Vi and Art both noticed the outline of Simon’s arm and hand on Gordy’s back, the outline in white on the background of pink. Gordy’s back, as well at the back of his legs were turning red, not tan, as he would have preferred. After Art woke him, Gordy flipped over, placed his arm over his eyes, and got the sun on his front side for about a half an hour. Surprisingly, Jeff was actually tanning, rather than burning, like Gordy was.

After the boys woke up and became vertical, Vi dug into the first aid kit and retrieved a tube of Sunburn Cream. She handed it to Simon, and Simon rubbed some of it onto his boyfriends back, and the back of his legs, grinning as he noticed the outline of his arm and hand on Gordy’s back. Simon grabbed his phone from the boy’s bedroom, and took a photo of Gordy’s back, Gordy grinned when Simon showed him the photo.

Gordy spent the rest of the afternoon in the shade, avoiding any more sun, and the pain of the sunburn. Gordy was a little jealous of Jeff, as both of them were light skinned, but Jeff seemed to be tanning, rather than burning.

As the sun moved toward the west, they all, including Vi and Art, enjoyed some more fun in the water. Simon carefully used a towel to blot dry Gordy’s back, and rubbed on some more Sunburn Ointment, and Gordy pulled on a tee shirt. The ointment most definitely gave him some relief from the pain.

After drying off, Vi and Art went to their bedroom and changed back into dry clothes, and Vi prepared to fix dinner for her family. She cooked up a pan of Taco Meat, and reheated previously prepared Mexican style rice and refried beans.

While Vi was preparing dinner, the four boys returned to their bedroom, and removed their wet swim suits, then dried and dressed into boxers, shorts and tee shirts. Both couples engaged in some romantic hugs and kisses, and all four of them adjusted themselves, trying to hide their spontaneously aroused boners, not so much from each other, but more from Art and Vi. They gathered up their wet trunks and took them to the deck, laying them out to dry.

The small table only seats four people, so Vi served the boys first, dinners of soft taco’s, with Mexican Rice and refried beans, and bowls of fresh mixed fruit for dessert. When the boys had finished, she prepared plates of the same for Art and herself.

“Sweetheart,” Vi stated with some remorse, “I kind of wish we’d had more kids, and given Julian some siblings to grow up with.”

“Baby,” Art replied, “I think that is something we should have considered a few years ago. We’re both in our forties now, and I know it’s too risky for a woman your age to get pregnant.” Then, with tears escaping his eyes, “I would have loved to have had one or two more children, but at this stage in our lives, I wouldn’t want to risk losing you to try.”

“Hun,” Vi responded, “I don’t think we’re too old to adopt, and if we adopted one or two kids, they’d still be ours, even if we didn’t actually create them.”

Art, snickering, “If they were old enough, we might not need to buy diapers. Let me think this over, baby, it’s not something we need to make a decision on today. I wonder how Julian would feel, about having adopted siblings? I might run the idea by him, just to see his reaction.”

“He’s got a warm and loving heart,” Vi replied, “I think he would love them the same as if they were natural siblings.”

Art helped Vi clean up and wash the pans and utensils from dinner, and then they both joined the boys out on the deck.

“Julian,” Gordy remarked, “it’s getting dark, we should have brought your game machine, and we could play some video games.”

“It wouldn’t work here,” Art stated, “there is no 110 Volt power, everything on this yacht is 12 Volt, DC. We’re fortunate to have decent lighting.”

“Hey, do any of you guys play Risk?” Julian asked.

“Oh my god!” Gordy exclaimed, “I used to love that game, have you got it?” Julian nodded in an affirmative.

“Let’s play it, baby!” Jeff said, “I didn’t know you had it.”

“I’ve never played it,” Simon said, “but I guess I could watch.”

“We’ll teach you, baby,” Gordy stated, getting excited.

Julian went to their bedroom and retrieved the game from the bottom draw, bringing it to the galley. It didn’t take Julian and Gordy long to set the game up on the table and soon the four boys found entertainment for the evening. Simon quickly learned the game, so he was able to participate.

Vi and Art spent most of the evening on the deck, just enjoying the warm summer evening, and conversing. They were pleased that the boys found something to keep them occupied. About 10:00 PM Vi made a large bowl of popcorn for the boys to snack on, and she and Art soon headed to bed.

The four boys got into their game, and finished the second game about 1:30 AM, packed the game up and headed to their bedroom.

“Julian,” Gordy asked, “would it be OK if we sleep naked?”

Julian, snickering, “I suppose so, Jeff and I always sleep that way.”

The four boys all slipped up to the deck wearing their boxers, and drained their bladders off the side of the yacht together, grinning and giggling. Five minutes later four pairs of boxers were on the floor, Simon and Gordy climbed the ladder to the upper mattress and cuddled up together. Jeff and Julian cuddled together on the lower mattress and all four boys were sleeping a few minutes later.

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Sunday morning Art and Vi woke up about 7:30 AM and arose out of bed. Vi pulled on her robe and headed to the galley to start some coffee brewing. Art followed her to the galley and sat at the table with her, still just dressed in his skivvies. When the coffee was ready, they each fixed a mug, and both went out on the deck to enjoy their coffee and the early morning sun. They discussed how the boys all interacted, and that they probably were up quite late playing their game, having no idea what time the boys went to bed.

After having a second cup, Art decided to check on the boys and quietly slipped into their bedroom. He noticed the four pairs of boxers on the floor and grinned, thinking it was a gay thing to sleep naked, then recalled his earlier days. From the night of their Wedding day until Julian was about eighteen months old he and Vi had slept naked, except during those times of Vi’s menstruation.

Until Julian was weaned, his source of nourishment was Mother’s Milk, and when Julian was about a year and a half old, he and Vi decided they should probably not be naked in front of Julian, and since that time had worn something to bed. So maybe it’s not a gay thing to sleep naked, but a two people in love with each other thing. From what Art had observed, it would seem that J&J are very much in love, and likely Simon and Gordy are also.

Finally, about 9:30, Art decided to awaken the boys so they wouldn’t sleep the whole day away and Vi started a fresh pot of coffee to brew.

Art, slipping into the boys bedroom, “Hey guys, come on out, coffee is ready!”

“Thanks, Dad, be there soon,” Jeff responded.

“Thanks, I sure can use some coffee,” Gordy replied, throwing the covers off and descending the ladder, his morning wood sticking straight out from his crotch. Simon was close behind, sporting the biggest boner that Jeff and Julian had ever seen.

“I gotta pee,” Simon said, “but I don’t know if I can bend this down enough to do it!” He pushed his hard cock down between his thighs and then let it go, and it sprung back, slapping against his abdomen with a snapping sound. The other three guys chuckled. J&J both slid out of their bed, also sporting morning wood, but, of course not as big as Simon’s!

All four boys pulled on their boxers, and one behind another, made their way to the small toilet room, and then to the galley to get a mug of coffee. Then they all went out on the deck and joined Art.

“I’m going to fix bacon, eggs and hash browns for our breakfast,” Vi said, “we don’t have a way to make toast, so I’ll just put the fried eggs on top of the hash browns.”

“Sounds good, Mom,” Jeff said, “you do put onions in the hash browns, don’t you Mom?”

“Yeah, as a rule,” Vi said.

“I’ll pass on the hash browns,” Julian said, “if they’ve got onions.”

“Dude!” Gordy exclaimed, “Onions in the hash browns brings out the flavor and makes them taste better!”

“I just don’t like onions,” Julian replied.

“Baby,” Jeff stated, “you liked that Texas Rose we had at the Texas Roadhouse.”

“That was different!” Julian exclaimed, “and you made me eat it.”

“Only the first bite,” Jeff replied, “and you helped me eat the rest of it—all by yourself.” Julian grinned, sheepishly.

“Mom,” Jeff said, grinning, “go ahead and put the onions in them—and we’ll force feed the baby!” Julian grinned.

Vi prepared a big pan of hash browns (with onions) and then fried up some bacon, and fried six eggs in the bacon grease. She then dished up three plates with a good helping of hash browns, a few strips of bacon and two fried eggs on the hash browns. Vi had double reasons for splitting up breakfast, one being the small table, and the second, wanting to give Art a chance to chat with J&J alone.

“GORDY, SIMON!” Mom hollered, your breakfast is ready!” Vi, sitting with the two boys. “I haven’t really had much chance to get to know you two, so how did you meet up?”

“We were dorm mates,” Gordy explained, “our freshman year at Tech. A few weeks into the first semester we were getting along really well, but neither of us knew about the other. One Friday night we went out together and had a few beers, and then returned to our Dorm Room. We were sitting together, watching TV.”

“And suddenly,” Simon picked up, “right out of nowhere, Gordy said he wanted to kiss me. I was shocked, but it had been a long time since I’d had a boy to kiss, and I said OK! That kiss broke the ice—we came out to each other, and we’ve been loving each other ever since, it’ll soon be two years.”

“That’s a sweet story, boys,” Vi said, “are you boys out to your families?”

“We want to try and break it to them before Christmas,” Gordy said, “because we want to be able to spend Christmas together, with one of our families. We don’t know if either of our parents will accept our sexuality, or our relationship. Neither of our parents know that either one of us are gay, and of course they have no knowledge of our relationship.”

“I wouldn’t bet on that,” Vi stated, “Art and I kinda knew that Julian was gay, long before he came out to us. He really just came out Memorial Day weekend, and that’s also when we met his beautiful boyfriend. Art and I have nothing but a lot of love for both of these boys, and we consider Jeff to be our second son.”

“Julian is fortunate to have understanding and loving parents,” Gordy said, “not many of us gay kids have those kinds of parents.”

“Gordy,” Vi commented, “you and Simon have gathered a couple of fans here, if things don’t go as we would hope with your families, you guys would be welcome to spend Christmas with us. I don’t mean just Christmas Day, I mean the Christmas break.”

Simon, tears running down his cheeks, “I can’t believe that you and Dad would open up your home to a couple of wayward gay strangers like Gordy and me for the whole Christmas break!”

Vi, using a napkin to sop up Simon’s tears, “You boys aren’t strangers, Art and I have become attached to you. We both like you and Gordy, we like you a lot.” Vi leaned over and kissed Simon’s cheek, and then Gordy’s. Simon and Gordy both smiled.

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While Vi had Gordy and Simon occupied in the galley, Art took the opportunity to chat with J&J out on the deck.

“Boys,” Art started the chat, “the second week of August, Vi and I are going on vacation for nine days. You two are going to have to step up, and take care of the house, and feed yourselves. We trust you guys not to destroy the house and to be responsible—we won’t be here to do it. You’re going to be on your own for a few days.”

“Dad,” Julian asked, “can we have company over?”

“Who are you thinking of?” Art asked.

“Just Gordy and Simon.”

Art, chuckling, “I don’t think they’re company, they’re more like fixtures. Just promise me, no wild parties, and keep the house like we leave it. Keep up with the dishes, and your laundry. You guys are adults now, we don’t want to return and see a week’s worth of dirty dishes piled up, and the house looking like a pig pen.”

“Dad,” Jeff stated, “our grass needs cutting now, Julian and I will take care of it Tuesday or Wednesday after work.”

“Thanks, Son,” Art replied, “I’ll really appreciate that, a lot, I’m sure Julian appreciates you volunteering his service!” Art liked the way Jeff referred to the grass as ‘our grass’ rather than ‘your grass’.

“It’s OK Dad,” Julian said, smiling, “It won’t be too bad of a job with my baby helping me. Even Grady has learned that when we work together, we’re more productive. Jeff and I are a team!”

How true, Art thought, and wondered, in the back of his mind, if either of these boys could even function on their own, without the other one being close by. They really are a close knit couple.

“Julian,” Art said, “I need to run something by you, and I guess it’s okay if Jeff hears this too. Son, how would you feel about having a younger sibling?”

Julian, with eyes opened wide and a smile on his face, “Dad, is Mom Pregnant?”

“No Son,” Art replied, “for your Mom to get pregnant at her age could be pretty risky, but we are considering adoption of one, or maybe two children, but we wanted to get your feelings on it.”

“Dad, when I was in school almost all the kids had brothers and sisters—except me, and it made me feel kinda lonely. I’d love to have a little brother, or even a little sister—or maybe even—both?”

“Does that mean you’d be OK with it?” Art asked.

“I’m a lot more than OK with it,” Julian answered, excitedly, “how old are they and when can I meet them?”

“Easy, Son,” Art replied, “your Mom and I are only in the discussion stage, we haven’t even taken the first step yet. You are very important to us, and we wanted your approval.”

“Dad!” Julian exclaimed, “You’ve got my approval, one thousand percent worth!”

“Me too, Dad,” Jeff added, “there are a lot of kids out there that need good homes, and good parents. I know that you and Mom would make awesome parents for a couple of them, just like you are awesome parents for Julian—and me!”

Art always feels warm when Jeff call’s him ‘Dad’ or makes reference to him as his parent. He has nothing but a heart full of love for Jeff, and is very comfortable with Jeff and Julian’s relationship. He is sorry that Jeff’s own family doesn’t have the closeness with Jeff that he and Vi both enjoy.

“Dad,” Jeff explained, “I want so much to come out to my family, and let them know Julian’s and my feelings for each other, but I’m scared stiff to do it. I’m afraid that if my parents know, they might cut off my schooling expenses, and I wouldn’t be able to complete my last year of college.”

“Son,” Art replied, “I can’t tell you what you should do, but there is no way you won’t be able to finish college. It might be a tad rough, financially, to have two sons in college at the same time, but if push comes to shove, you will have the funding for your senior year. That’s a promise. Do what you feel you need to do, and if your parents turn their backs on you, Vi and I have your back!”

“Dad,” Jeff replied, tears sliding down his cheek, “you’ve just given me the courage to write my Dad, and tell him everything. I’m going to ask for his, and Mom’s acceptance, and hope for the best. I may end up with only my Uncle Jim and his, soon to be, husband as family in Summerton. I know Julian and I have his support, and love. It’s also comforting to know I have yours and Mom’s love on this end. I love you, Dad.”

Art, wrapping his arms around Jeff, “Son, Vi and I also have unbounded love for you, and we really think of you as our son.”

After Gordy and Simon finished their breakfast, Vi cooked up more bacon and eggs for Art, Julian and Jeff. Jeff didn’t have to keep his word about force feeding Julian, he actually ate the hash browned potatoes, even with the onions!

The happy family of six enjoyed the rest of their Sunday. Not too long after breakfast, all four boys pulled their swimwear back on, and they all spent most of Sunday either catching more of the suns rays, or having fun in the water. After dark, the boys all played more Risk until way past bedtime, finally heading to their room, dropping their boxers and ready for bed.

Julian couldn’t resist the temptation to cuff Simon’s big uncut cock, making Simon grin.

“Hey, dude,” Simon remarked, “wanna feel it?” Simon knew that a lot of cut guys like to feel an uncut cock, and feel the foreskin.

Julian, looking at Jeff as if asking permission, “Is it ok, baby?”

“I guess,” Jeff replied, grinning, “as long as you only feel it!”

Julian wrapped his hand around Simon’s partially erect cock, and noted the velvety smoothness of Simon’s foreskin, and then Jeff also gave it a feel, grinning sheepishly.

Gordy, grinning, “Hey—that’s private property—hands off!” The four boys snickered and then crawled into their appropriate beds, snuggled with each other and soon all four of them were asleep.

Monday morning while everyone was drinking coffee together on the deck, Vi wearing a light robe and the men all sitting around in their underwear. Art noticed that the end of Simon’s uncut penis was extending about an inch outside of the cuff of his boxers, and one also could see a little of Jeff’s manhood also poking out and taking a look for itself.

“You know guys,” Art stated, “I don’t try to tell people what kind of clothes to wear, but if you guys were to wear briefs or boxer-briefs, you likely wouldn’t have unplanned exposures, like those!” He pointed to both Simon’s and Jeff’s exposed penises, and grinned.

“Shit!” Simon exclaimed, as both he and Jeff adjusted their cocks inside their boxers, and displayed a shade of pink on their faces.

Vi prepared another mouthwatering breakfast for her brood, and soon after breakfast all four boys pulled on their swimwear, preparing for a last romp in the lake. Vi didn’t miss the opportunity to capture a few more photographs of both J&J and of Gordy and Simon, and of course, a couple of all four together. Vi and Art were both happy to have been able to entertain all four young men on a very exciting and enjoyable weekend, but like all good things, it was coming to an end.

About 4:00 PM Art made an announcement that they all needed to get their stuff together, and head back home, as he and the boys are all expected to return to work at 8:00 AM tomorrow morning. Vi asked the boys to gather the sheets and pillow cases from their beds, and place them into the big trash bag, along with the ones from of hers and Art’s bed, so she could get them all laundered before the next outing on ‘Julian’s Dream.’

While Art piloted the yacht back toward Dock 8, Vi and the boys all gathered up their clothing, repacked their bags and prepared to end their happy weekend together. Jeff and Simon helped Art to secure the yacht to the dock while Julian went to the parking lot and retrieved the SUV, bringing it to the dock.

It was about 5:30 PM when all was loaded back into the SUV and the happy family all piled into the SUV and Art started the drive home. As Art had done on Memorial Day weekend, he pulled into the Cracker Barrel restaurant and treated his now larger family to a nice dinner together.

As might be expected, the boys just HAD to check out the Country Store. Gordy and Simon found a Coo-coo clock that they thought would make a nice hostess gift to give to Vi, to show their appreciation for the most wonderful weekend. They split the cost between their debit cards.

It was after 8:00 PM when they arrived back at the White’s home. Gordy and Simon put their bags in Simon’s car, preparing to head to Grandma’s house. Art and Vi suggested that they spend the night and go to work from here in the morning. Gordy said they really needed to get to Granny’s, as they wanted to tell her about the weekend, and also felt they needed to have clean work clothes to wear to work in the morning.

Gordy and Simon helped to carry the coolers and other stuff back into the kitchen, and used the chance to give Vi her gift.

“Mom,” Gordy stated, “Simon and I wanted to give you a little something to show our appreciation for being such an awesome hostess and helping to make this weekend the happiest one we’ve ever had. Thanks, Mom.” Gordy handed Vi the box.

Vi, opening the box, with tears sliding down her cheeks, “Oh, thank you so much, there is a place on the living room wall just waiting for this! Boys, thank you so much, and thank you for the pleasure that Art and I have had—sharing this weekend with you.”

Vi hugged both Gordy and Simon, placing kisses on both of their cheeks.

“Guys,” Art spoke, “we’ve been very happy to have you with us this weekend. I know you are both away from your families, but please know that you have a family in this part of the country that also loves you and cares about you. Please know that you are both welcome in our home, anytime!” Art hugged both boys, warmly.

Shortly after Gordy and Simon headed out to Grandma’s house, Jeff asked Vi for some paper, and a stamped envelope, stating that he had an important letter to write. J&J headed to Julian’s room, and Jeff sat at Julian’s desk to write.

“Baby,” Julian asked, “I’m not trying to be nosy, but who are you writing to?”

“My Dad,” Jeff replied, “baby, I’ve got a ton of emotions fighting inside my brain. I’m not looking forward to this, but I have to find out where I stand with my family. I need to find out if they love their homophobia more than they love me. I’m going to come out to them, and see what happens—its just something I have to do.”

“I don’t think this is something I can help you with,” Julian said, “I hope you know that I love you, and I’m just hoping for the best.”

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Jeff’s letter:

Dear Dad,

Until a few months ago, I would have never dreamed that I would ever be writing this letter, but my emotions have surfaced, and this is the result. This is the most difficult letter I’ve ever tackled, but it is something I need to confront, and share with you.

Dad, I know you remember, back in high school, I always dated girls, but never had a regular girlfriend. The same happened in my first three years of college, I dated lots of girls, but every date has been a different girl, never a steady girl. I never found a girl that I could say I really loved, they were mostly for sex, and to protect my reputation as a normal straight boy.

A few months ago, something happened, that completely changed my life, I met Julian White. I never wanted anyone so bad before, I wanted to hold him, kiss him, love him and make out with him, but he is a boy! We’ve been boyfriends now for a while, and I’m totally in love with him, and he loves me. There is no way that I can have the love I have for him, and still be straight, so I have now accepted that I am gay, and very much in love with Julian.

He came out to his parents, Vi and Art White, on Memorial Day weekend, and they wanted to meet me. His parents have completely accepted his gay sexuality and me as his boyfriend. Neither of his parents have a homophobic bone in their bodies.

I lied a bit, I told you that a close friend from college’s father got me a summer job and a place to stay, and it’s partly true, the friend is actually my boyfriend. Julian’s father is a carpenter for Alvin Corbin, owner of Corbin Homebuilders, and Alvin gave both of us summer jobs, so we are both working together. I also love staying with Julian’s Mom and Dad, and they love me too.

Dad, I have tried to cover my butt. I realize that coming out to you, and Mom, may jeopardize my funding for my senior year, but between Uncle Jim and Julian’s father, I’ve been assured that I will have the funding needed to finish college and graduate next May.

No thanks to Mom, I have reconnected with Uncle Jim, and just FYI he and his fiancé, Calvin Wilson, plan to marry before Christmas. I’ve met Calvin, and he’s a pretty cool guy, and I’m very happy for both of them. I wish Mom hadn’t been so homophobic so that I could have had a decent uncle-nephew relationship with Uncle Jim when I was younger.

Well, Dad, I’m out to you and I sincerely hope that you can accept that your son is gay and still love me. I still love Mom, but I detest her homophobia, she has ruined her relationship with Uncle Jim, and nearly ruined my relationship with him because of it.

I am hoping, and looking for a response from you, so that I will know where I stand. If I don’t hear from you, I will assume that you no longer wish to have contact with me, and I will consider myself orphaned from my parents.

Love, Jeff

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To be continued.