Date: Wed, 01 Jun 2016 19:37:00 +0100 From: honey_im_back@hushmail.com Subject: A Christmas Karol part 3 OK so first the routine stuff. You have logged into Nifty, and selected Gay Male and Adult Youth, so I assume that you know why you are here! So if reading this type of material is illegal where you live, or you are too young to read it, don't blame me when you get a 6am visit! This is a story inspired by recent events, it is fantasy, and not to be seen as an endorsement of any behaviour mentioned or implied here. Nifty is a free resource for alternative reading materials, it does, however, cost a lot to keep it going. Please follow the links on the Nifty main pages and make a donation, no matter how small, or big, to keep things running. Anyone looking for a quick thrill, you might be disappointed with this story, it is about the love between a man and 2 brothers. Please take a moment to email me and let me know what you think, I am aware that there are some geographical errors, it's fiction, so get over it! So with a nod to a world famous, local, author here is my version of: A Christmas Karol by Peter Pumpkin Eater! From Stave 2; We all went into a group hug and, feeling that Pawel was falling to sleep on my arms I said, "I think we should turn in guys, it's been a long day!" Janet and Rob agreed with me and Brian and Karol paired off and went to Brians room, giggling like a pair of schoolgirls, while I took a sleeping Pawel with me to my room. I don't remember undressing myself or the boy, and was asleep before my head hit the pillow. Stave 3 Boxing Day Boxing day morning dawned with yet more snow on the ground, and a quick look out of the window made me realise that we were not going to be riding the bikes back any time soon. Just then I heard a tractor struggling up the lane, and Master, Janets dog, started to bark. Checking outside I saw Tony with his snow plough and his son, James, driving the quad with a small trailer. Tony and James were invited in and ample mugs of hot chocolate well laced with "festive" spirits were passed round. "I thought you might want to get your bikes back home?" Tony asked. "Tony, you're a life saver!" I started. "No Peter YOU are a life saver, it's all over the news that our village hero was in action again last night helping arrest some gun toting people trafficking scum!" "Oh God, I hope my name was not mentioned?" I gasped. "It's OK mate, you were compared to Superman, but they made it clear that you wished to remain anonymous." Once the bikes were loaded on the trailer I was about to suggest to Rob that we should call off the planned Boxing Day swim when the sky cleared, the sun came out and the full beauty of the winter wonderland became apparent. "Guys, the A27 is completely clear and I just checked the swim is on for 12. That gives us 2 1/2 hours to get there. "If we take 2 4x4's then we can help out if either of us gets stuck!" Rob offered. "Swim?" James asked. "Yes we are off to a nudist beach in Brighton for a Boxing day swim" I explained. "You'd be most welcome to tag along." "I'd love to, but just a moment" he said, pulling his phone from his Parker. "Thomas, I am going with Peter and his family and some friends for a Boxing Day swim in Brighton." he explained , "Yes in the sea, AT A NUDIST BEACH!" he added. "Of course we'll all be nude, that's the idea! Yes he's here, just a moment!" James turned to me holding his pone out "Thomas's mum wants to talk to you!" "Hi 'Thomas's mum'" I joked "Peter Carling here" "Do you mind if Thomas comes too? He was going to spend the day with his boyfrie.., er with James." "He is most welcome but he is aware that we are going to a Nudist beach?" "Yes as long as he behaves he will be fine!" "Then he is most welcome! What about yourselves?" I asked. "I am widowed and was going to see my father today, he can't accept Thomas's sexuality and refuses to allow him into the house!" "I am so very sorry, on both counts. We will call round in about 20mins." "Thanks you I'll look for his trunks and towel!" "Well he won't need the trunks, unless he wants to stand out, everyone else will be skinny dipping!" "Of course, silly me! See you shortly then!" Rob and I loaded his camping kitchen into the back of his 4x4, and along with Pawel and Karol Rob, Janet, Brian and the dog Master climbed in. Tony then led us in convoy to my place where we locked away the bikes and the quad and James and I got into my 4x4 along with Peter Pan, my dog. Janet told us to go and fetch Thomas while she quickly fed the animals with the boys. Once we returned they were done and we set off, in slow convoy down the roads already cleared by Tony to the main road. Once we hit the A27 we were able to speed up a little, though the conditions dictated that 35 to 40 MPH was fast enough. We were overtaken by a number of idiots who just did not see the dangers, including a BMW which must have been doing 100 at least, ahead was the accident black spot of The Woodman Arms in Angmering. I could see what was about to happen long before he hit the hill. The road there is shaded by high trees and surface water had re frozen on the road. as soon as the speeding BMW hit the ice it started to fishtail, and the inexperienced driver made the fatal mistake of trying to brake. The car spun and took off as it hit the curb stones. I saw Rob slowing as he put his blue beacon onto the roof of his car, which he used sometimes for work. I stopped fairly well back, told the boys to wait well away from the roadside with the dog and put my orange warning beacons onto the roof Janet was in the mean time on the phone, calling all 3 emergency services. Once I was sure the traffic following was aware of the danger, and had coned off the nearside lane with cones from mine and Robs 4x4 I was about to make my way towards the upturned BMW in the woods. The landlord of the pub came out and instantly recognised Karol "Hey you are the boy who helped Dave's kids with the ponies?" he called, "come on in out of the cold" he continued as he led the rest of our party into the warmth and safety of his country pub. Janet and James assured me that they would look after the boys and the dogs and I set off to check what I was already certain of. The BMW was on its roof, and it was instantly clear that the 2 young men in it were dead then I made the gruesome discovery of a teen aged girls head half way up a tree. Despite searching the blood soaked area around the car we could not find a body. As the first police officers arrived on the scene one got a little stroppy with Rob about the blue lights on his car, until he identified himself. As it was a fatal accident the crash investigators arrived quickly too and recognised Rob. The missing body was a worry but I offered my services with PP to find her, as a police dog would have taken almost an hour to get there. Once they realised who I was, in connection with the incident the night before they got the OK for me to see if we could find the girl. In the mean time the fire and rescue service had arrived and made the BMW safe, disconnecting the battery to prevent fire. It took PP just 3 minutes to find the body of the girl, a half full Vodka bottle still gripped tightly in her hand. The boys in the car also had the remains of spirit bottles in their hands and the cause of the accident was plain to see, speed due to drink driving! Rob asked the Senior crash investigator if we could drive on, as there was nothing we could do, and he agreed to collect our traffic cones in for us and we would make statements the following day, when we collected them! I rounded our party up again, and despite protests from other motorists, stuck behind the accident scene, we were allowed to continue our journey. As we drove off I turned slightly to James "That is what happens when inexperienced drivers have over powered cars, and then drink and drive!" I was startled as Pawel screamed and Thomas had a sharp intake of breath. I pulled to the side of the road "What's wrong?" I asked, panic stricken. "Papa jestes krwawienia!" Pawel stuttered and Karol pulled my head round further; "Papa you blooding!" he gasped. I realised that blood from the girls head must have dripped onto me. I jumped out of the car and "washed" my face with snow, shocking myself with the amount of crimson that came off my face and head. By then Rob had his blue light out again and reversed quickly back to me. I quickly explained what was wrong as Janet finished cleaning me up using a couple of wipes she kept in the car for the dog! Once the boys were satisfied that I was indeed OK we resumed our journey, arriving with just 5 minutes to spare. We carried the camping kitchen and supplies down to the beach and all stripped off, the cold temperatures keeping everyone from popping boners! About 100 people gathered on the shore, and after a count down we all rushed into the sea. It was so cold that I could not feel it, becoming instantly numb! Everybody splashed around for a couple of seconds and one or two actually swam a little. Pawel got wet up to his knees and then ran from the water. Janet told me she would see to him and went, with Brian, back to the camp cooker. Rob, being made of sterner stuff threw himself full length into the gentle waves and started to swim powerful strokes along the shore and I followed. "Papa, papa, wait for me!" I heard Karol call and I turned to see a shivering boy trying desperately to keep up. I moved across to where he was valiantly fighting to beat the cold and swam along side him, telling him to keep as much of his body as he could, except his head, beneath the water. I saw ahead the Rob had made his way to the shore and was running up and down, to keep himself warm, while watching and cheering for us. By then I could not see anyone else in the water. Rob, although dry by now dashed back into the water "Guys, you have won, you can come out now!" "Won?" I asked him, still keeping my body under water, "what do you mean?" "The adult and the child who stay in the water longest each win a prize!" he explained. "This is not like Poland, when we swam from school the last one out of the water was in trouble!" Karol laughed. We made a dash for the camp cooker, where Janet had tea, hot chocolate and mulled wine on the go and wrapping up in warm towels Rob led us to the main group of swimmers, where we were congratulated on our (fool) hardiness! Rob told the assembled company that it was our first time at a nudist beach, which got us yet more applause. We were then each presented with a voucher for a 6 hour scuba diving session, with any necessary training. The man who had donated the prizes came across and said to get in touch any time to arrange the training and a trip out to a wreck. I asked him how much a prize like this would cost to buy, and he looked a little down his nose at me, assuming that I planned on selling it. "I have 2 sons, who have had some serious bad luck in their past, I don't want 1 getting the diving lessons without the other getting the same opportunity" I explained. "They just lost their parents and are just finding out that not everyone is out to screw them over!" I added. He looked at the paperwork that he had just filled out, "Oh I've just realised who you are, my brother, Dave is, er was, the landlord of the Old Oak, you are the guys who saved the pony's, indeed saved the day! I have exactly the same package for your younger son, and indeed your wife too!" I gulped and Rob stepped in "It's OK Peter, he couldn't know. Peters wife and kids were killed in a traffic accident a while back, the boys are his foster children!" he quietly explained. "Peter I am so sorry, I didn't know. though I did wonder about the boys accents." Janet came over with a couple of mugs of hot chocolate and we all walked across to a wind break. "I'm sorry, I don't mind being nude, but it is just too cold to stand around today!" I said. "I've dressed the boys already" Janet told me. I dressed quickly and enjoyed a second mug of Janets hot chocolate. James and Thomas came up to me and both hugged me. "Thank you so much for today!" James said. "Yes Sir, thank you for allowing me to come with you, I thought that James and I were the only.. er the only.." Thomas hesitated Brian finished the statement off for him in his finest fake Welsh accent "The only gays in the village?" * We all laughed and Thomas blushed a little. "Thomas, I am Peter, or if you insist on formality Uncle Peter! Sir is my dad, or the man pointing a loaded gun at your head!" I smiled at him, giving him a little kiss on the top of his head. Karol looked a little alarmed and jealous at this, so I pulled him towards me and kissed him too. Pawel and Brian then wanted a share and also hugged and kissed with me. "Looks like you could open a kissing booth and make a fortune!" Rob laughed. "Well the first one is always free, even for you!" I countered. Next thing I knew Rob grabbed me in a "passionate embrace" and kissed me full on the lips in a "showy" manner. No one but me knew, however, that his tongue probed my mouth in a most erotic manner! "Oi, what about me?" Janet asked, meaning where was her kiss from Rob, but I held out my arms as the boys, ALL, rushed over and gave her loads of wet sloppy kisses! We packed the cooker and the wind break together and started towards the cars as a number of people came and complemented us on our well behaved kids, one or two had a look of envy at all the cute boyhood bouncing around us. One elderly gent, who I had noticed was very well built for his age, and was sporting the only erection I saw on the beach, spoke; "Ah to be 20 years younger again, now that I have the little blue helpers I could cope with a couple of hours of young flesh!" James stopped to tie his bootlace and tapped the mans leg to stop too. We walked on and I looked back to see the man exchange telephone numbers with James. When he caught us up again I asked "Did you get what you wanted then buddy?" He blushed and nodded. "Just you, or with your lover?" I asked, out of earshot from the others. "Just me, I always wanted to see what it would be like with an old man!" "Just be careful son, and make sure you are safe!" I warned. "He said that he gets tested every 3 months, but he has not had sex for several years, so I should be OK!" "If you want my advice, stay safe and ask him to go with you to testing, for BOTH of you, and then wait for the results before you take any risks!" I told him, wrapping an arm round his shoulder. "Thanks Peter, I will. Please don't tell my Dad or Thomas about this" he begged "I would NEVER tell anyone, but if you get involved with the guy, you should tell Thomas, be aware it could hurt him!" "I will, and if he doesn't want me to go then I wont!" James said. "You wont what?" Thomas asked as he came back towards us. The others were milling around so I simply said, "You can talk in the car!" Karol and Pawel wanted to ride with Brian so it left James and Thomas to ride in my car, and gave them a chance to talk openly. We set off back towards home, having agreed to stop at the pub where the accident had been for a coffee and a snack. I phoned ahead and checked that they would be open and the landlord assured us he was. And so we set off, driving slowly as, with darkness falling the roads were starting to ice up again. "So come on, what's the big mystery?" Thomas asked. "Can you explain Peter?" a very embarrassed James asked. "OK, Thomas, how would you describe your feeling towards James?" I asked. "What do you mean?" Thomas asked, his voice a little uncertain. "Thommy baby, he knows about us, and no I didn't tell him, he worked it all out!" James said. Thomas said to James in an almost theatrical whisper "He's a security man, he could have us arrested, why didn't you deny it?" James and I laughed; "Thomas" I said, "Why would I have you arrested for doing something that is as natural as night and day, and which I would do, given half a chance?" "But it's illegal, we could get in trouble!" "Look even Uncle Rob knows, and I think he does it too, and he is a copper!" James told him. "Anyway Thomas, James wanted to know how you would feel about him going with an older man, just for the experience? He does not want to dump you" I added seeing his look of panic in the mirror. "Look baby, if you say no, then I'll delete his number from my phone. He just seemed such a nice man, and I wanted to know what it would be like with such an old man!" "You mean the really old guy with the stiffy?" "Yes, his name is Andy, he seems such a nice man. I only want to learn a bit, to make our time together more fun!" James explained. "I guess it would be OK, do I come too?" Thomas asked a little apprehensive. "No Babe, not at first, and then only if you really want to." James soothed. The boys chatted on about what being with an older guy might mean, and I included some of my own input, offering caution about trusting this man for the first meeting. We ended up agreeing that I would drive James to his first meeting with him, and would be close by, if James decided he did not like how things were going. We soon arrived at the pub and the landlord had hot drinks ready for us all in moments. His wife had prepared a turkey fricase with rice which she insisted we all tuck into. "No other guests tonight then?" I asked, seeing the empty bar. "Oh no, we are not open tonight, we used to open Boxing day but there were so few people coming we stopped 3 years ago!" "You should have said, we would not have bothered you this evening if we had known!" Janet protested. "Janet" the publican said, waving his arm towards all of us, "You have all done more than just a bit to help Dave and those poor kids in the BMW, we like the company since our son moved out with his wife and kids!" At that moment there was a knock on the door. The landlord got up and said, "looks like we have company, more lost travellers I guess?" He opened the door and two brightly clad bundles of energy dashed in and leapt into the landlords arms "Granpa!" they squealed in unison, "Happy Kissmus!" The twins were followed by their parents who seemed surprised that there were guests in the bar. "My son and Daughter in Law, Ricky and Amanda, and the twins, Bart and Lisa!" he introduced going on "Rob and Janet and their son Brian, James and Thomas and Peter and his 2 foster sons Karol and Pawel!" Hands were shaken all round and Ricky looked at me and said, "You're the guy who got Daves ponies out! Well done, it's all round the station!" I looked at him a second, a little confused. "I'm a retained firefighter, I came with the 3rd crew and just saw as you led them up the lane. You know, if you decided to try for a place on the brigade you'd have a very good chance! Karol, I do hope I'm going to see you at Cadets soon, I for one want to learn how to calm horses like you did that night!" Conversation continued and the landlord asked how the water was in Brighton. "To be honest it was so cold I could not feel it!" I laughed. "You went for a swim today?" Ricky asked. "Yes, there is a boxing day swim every year at theNudist beach!" Ron explained "That's disgusting, I hope the children were not with you?" Amanda spat out. "Look Amanda darling, everyone to their own. Please lets drop it in Dads house!" Ricky said, trying to calm his wife down. I looked at my watch and said "Look at the time, I need to get back and feed the horses. What do we owe you?" "Owe us? Nothing of course, you are here as welcome friends!" "Well if there is ever anything we can do for you" I said handing him a business card. Amanda continued to spout her vile comments about nudists and then added, "All boys I see, no doubt you're a bunch of paedophiles? Someone should call the Police!" Before anyone could answer Rob pulled out his warrant card and held it under her nose; "I am a police officer, my only child is a boy, my wife is a woman, or at least it sure looked that way on the beach earlier. These two and neighbours sons and these two are foster children who are trying to get settled in a strange land after their parents were murdered. I don't quite see where Paedophiles comes into this?" He stretched his arms out and herded us out, amid called out thanks for the hospitality. Ricky followed us out and apologised for his wifes attitude. "It's OK buddy, it takes all sorts to make a world, if everyone was a nudist the beaches would be packed to overflowing!" I told him. He laughed and said that he thought he might be a single parent soon as Amanda had already driven them out of hisd dads pub. The rest of the journey home was very quiet, and the boys were all fast asleep by the time we got home. * For those unfortunates amongst you who do not recognise the quote, look online for a UK TV series called "Little Britain" Do not take it seriously, it is NOT offensive it just pokes harmless fun at all aspects of British life!