Date: Sat, 7 Aug 2021 01:34:14 -0400 From: Eric Murphey Subject: Accidental Transition Section 2 Gay adult youth Well, I hope you enjoy this section. I have been extremely depressed since I got laid off my job. I did have a friend help with a huge burden which relieved a lot of stress but not much good for the depression. See Im bi-polar it seems to be a common trait with us boylovers. I was talking to one of our readers about this the other day. He is struggling at this time as well. It seems as though we can never find any peace in our hearts because as soon as we do someone says something or does something that sets us off into our own little world of isolation. At least thats how it is for me. In my story Im working on called the Three Needs I have recently been asking people to do nice things. Then email me about it. It has been helping hearing of the nice things you are all doing. Letting me know the world doesnt suck and maybe it really is a bit more like my stories than I realize. SO my favor from you this time is to do any random act of kindness and let me know about it. It could be giving a homeless person a few dollars. Helping someone who needs something. The world really can be a better place just one random act of kindness at a time. ANyway one random act of kindness would be to donate to Nifty. Let them know they are appreciated for all the work they do. I know it cant be fun to put the stories online. There are several every day that go up in nearly every section. They work hard make a donation today Here is the next section Peace love and good happiness Eric Accidental Transition Section 2 A Murphey Family Adventure Eric wakes the next morning and looks at the little girl sleeping nude next to him. He is more confused then he has ever been, at least about sex with females. He did have a desire to actually make love to her last night, but he was scared he would hurt her if he did. That, and he had never had his own penis in a vagina before. It sounds silly but he is scared about it, because he hasn't a clue what to do. The basics he knows for sure, but he wants it to be enjoyable for her as well. He is certainly going to have to talk to Eric about it. The very first thing he must do and without wasting any more time is relieve his very full bladder. He slips out from under her arm that's draped over him, dashes to the toilet, and lets loose a strong stream of urine. He goes back into the bedroom, sits in the chair that's at the end of the bed while watching her sleep, and thinks about things. Nothing in particular, just anything that pops into his head. One thing he is thinking is that Tran said he wanted to own their island. Maybe he should check into that. It might be an interesting adventure, if it doesn't cost too much. He is also thinking about maybe buying a farm of his own for the boys and himself. With such a property he could possibly help people that really need it, as his friend Eric is doing. Considering how famous Joey is getting, maybe he needs to get a massive chunk of land in Montana or Wyoming where he can get ten or twenty thousand acres for privacy and safety for the boys. He isn't sure, however, he really wants to move away from the Midwest, but for his boys he will go anywhere necessary. He knows people are generally nice no matter where you go, so that part he isn't too worried about. After Eric has been thinking for about half an hour, the soft snoring from the princess stops as she is starting to wake up. When she does she opens her eyes and looks at him and smiles. "Good morning, Mr Eric." "Good morning, princess. Did you sleep well?" "Yes, thank you. Were you waiting for me?" "No, I was just thinking about things as I was enjoying watching you sleep." "You're silly. Eric says that too." "Maybe all Erics are silly?" "Maybe," she answers, giggling. She slips off the bed and goes to relieve her bladder. She comes back a minute later and crawls on Eric's lap. He puts his hand on her leg as she leans into him. He sits and gently strokes her tummy as he continues thinking, "I have so many questions I don't even know what all of them are yet."He hears Julia's tummy rumble. "Oh my sweetie, here I'm not thinking. Let's go get you something to eat." She smiles as he stands up and just puts her on his hip. She wraps her arms around him and he heads to the main house. The sun is already up and several people are on the porch already. When they arrive on the porch he slides her down his leg and she races in the house. Eric sits next to his friend Eric and a woman he hasn't met yet, who he assumes is the new doctor. He extends his hand to her. In Spanish he says, "I'm going to guess you are the doctor. Is that correct?" She looks at him with a confused look. "Yes she is. However, her Spanish isn't there yet," Eric's friend answers in English. "Oh I'm so terribly sorry. I just figured..." She laughs. "It's perfectly all right; I would have thought the same thing. I'm Dr Cindy. I know I may be crazy, but I just love it here. I mean everyone is so happy and everyone loves and respects everyone. It's like heaven on earth. I just love that everyone is working towards a common goal of the betterment of the community not just in it for themselves." "It is truly amazing, that's for certain," he responds to her in English now. "I'm loving it so far. We are going to build a little clinic over there with a little apartment attached to it for me. It's going to be so amazing." "When are you going to start construction?" Eric asks. "As soon as the melons are in," Eric the host answers. "How many more days do you think it will be until we are done with that?" Eric asks. "We actually made a pretty good dent in it yesterday. Your boys are real workers. They harvested as much as a person who's been doing it for a good while would do. They were competing against each other to see who could get more done." "That's my boys," Eric says, laughing. "They compete at anything and everything. On the island they competed to see who could pee most accurately, who could pee higher or the farthest. What's great is that if they lose, it doesn't bother them. They just figure they will win next time." "So it's a healthy competition then?" Dr Cindy asks. "Yes. If it wasn't I would stop it immediately. Joey is a better bowler than Alejandro. Hell, he is better than most people; they both are. Tran isn't too shabby himself, but he is more in line with me. Joey as I was saying is a better bowler. But it was Alejandro who bowled a perfect game, and Joey was nearly as excited for him if he had done it first himself." "Alejandro bowled a perfect game? "Eric's friend asks, completely shocked. "Yes, and I was amazed. They are really, really good. I can barely compete with them. I think I may have to force them to give me a handicap soon." "So he got a 300 game?" Eric's friend continues, still half shocked. "Sure. It was at our house so it can't be verified or whatever they have to do for the ABA." "I am happy when I hit like 180. What is he, 9 now?" "Ten; he just had his birthday. But yeah, those boys are talented at a lot of things. They beat me at just about everything, except pinball. I am still the pinball king at our house." "So they are really good then?" "Sure they are. I would show you but i doubt they have bowling alleys in Argentina." "Sure they do. They got a few in the town we go to." "Well there you go. Once we get done with getting y'alls melons in, we will all go and it will be my treat." "That sounds like fun. I haven't been bowling in years." Eric's friend says, smiling. "Just don't let them bet you anything. They will win, I assure you of that," Eric says, giving the doctor and his good friend a fair warning. They laugh because they aren't taking him seriously. Surely two little boys can't be that good, can they? Eric looks up and Benji is in front of him with a cup of coffee. Eric tells him,"Thank you my young friend." "Have to take care of our guests' needs," Benji says, smiling and getting a good look at Eric's cock. "You certainly do that don't you?" Eric says with a wide smile. His cock starts to rise as he thinks of yesterday morning. "Yeah, but the girls want a chance with you too, as well as most of the boys. Tomas is jealous I got you to make love to me first." "Well, you tell Tomas I would be more than happy to do the same for him, if he is wanting me to." "Oh he is wanting you too for sure!" Benji assures him, touching his now hard cock. "Then you tell him that this evening when we are done, I would like nothing more." Benji smiles and runs off. "Eric, I need to ask you something. It's kind of embarrassing, though," the visitor asks in Spanish. "Sure. What's on your mind?" "Well, last night as you know Julia stayed with me all night. She asked me to make her feel good. I had no idea what to do so I asked her to show me. I've never been with a woman or girl in my life. I have had no desire to. But last night she asked me to make love to her. I didn't know what to do and I was scared I would hurt her, I mean she is so little." Eric smiles at his friend's question. "First off, I'm really surprised she asked you to do that. She won't let anyone but me. All the other boys beg her and she tells them no, but she will do other things for them. She isn't selfish; she just doesn't let them make love to her. So she must really feel a very strong bond with you if she asked you to do that." "I feel a bond with her too. It's weird and I can't describe it." "I understand; I have that with her too. As far as making love to a girl, it's not really different than with a boy. Just different parts, and you don't have to loosen up their vagina. You will not hurt her, I assure you of that. You aren't any bigger than I am; you look to be about the same size actually. If you want I can ask either Camilla or Lucia to give you a quick education on it." "So you mean, um..." "Yes, make love, have sex, get freaky!" Eric blushes. "Sorry, I'm not a prude or anything, I just am embarrassed I don't know anything about it. But to be honest with you, if I do lose my straight sex virginity, I want it to be with your princess. If that's OK with you?" "If that's what she wants, it's more than OK with me." They hear the front door open and a parade of people are walking out to the picnic tables carrying the breakfast, dishes and everything they will need. The Erics and the good doctor follow them out to have breakfast. They all enjoy their breakfasts and Alejandro, Joey and Tran join their father for breakfast. "Poppi, it was so fun last night. It was just like when you do stuff with us." "Yeah dad, he does stuff just like you," Joey added. "I'm glad you boys had a good time." "Course we did poppi. Can we stay with him again tonight?" "I suppose that's up to him." "Can we?" They both look at their former teacher with pleading eyes. He smiles. "Of course you can." As only young boys can, Alejandro changes the subject without missing a beat. "I bet I can get more melons then you today, Joey," he challenges. "No way. I'm getting twice as many as you." "Whatever, you guys don't stand a chance against the Tran man," Tran adds. "The Tran man!" Joey exclaims as he and Alejandro start giggling. "Tran man. That's too funny," Alejandro says with a snort. "Buddy, I don't think that name is one you want to stick," Eric observes. "Why not, it sounds cool," Tran replies, defensively. "Sure, if you want those two snickering every time you say it." "Yeah Tran man," Joey says and busts out laughing. Alejandro is taking a drink of juice and laughs so hard it comes out his nose. "Ow that hurts," he says, laughing even harder. "Yeah, I don't think your brothers sinuses can take it, Tran man," Eric says with a big chuckle. "I don't care, it's cool," Trans grins. Once they all get done eating they take their dirty plates up and get them washed. Eric and the boys head to the field as others are already there and some are still lagging behind. Before long everyone is working and making good progress. It looks like if they put in a good day, they may actually get done with the melon harvest today, but you never know, things happen: something important breaks, people get hurt, lots of possibilities to work against production. They all work steadily until lunch time. Maria is taking the truck back and forth today to gather the harvested melons with Dr Cindy riding along. They have already made several trips. They are actually getting behind on the gathering as everyone is working so hard to get them picked. It seems as though the children that live here are working harder because the boys from America are picking as much as they are, and yet the farm kids have been doing it far longer. It's a friendly competition with no animosity in it. When lunch time arrives, they all go to the picnic tables and have nice loose meat sandwiches as well as a nice salad with all ingredients grown on the farm, something Miss Sofia tells the visitors with pride. Through lunch the Erics talk about it and turns out the only thing they didn't grow on the farm is the wheat for the bread. Even the meat was from the farm. They get done with lunch and head back out into the fields. Alejandro is leading the race between the boys. Tran is a close second and Joey is a close third. Its truly anyone's game at this point who picks the most. Everyone works hard and wants to get done with the task at hand, and they finally finish at around 4 pm, which is about when the pizza parlor opens. Everyone is beat from the hard manual labor, but happy. They all take turns showering off the dirt and sweat they have accumulated all day. "I think I'm going to lay down for a bit, Eric." his guest informs him. "Sure. I'm betting your back is killing you right now." "You have no idea." "Oh I do. I'm just more used to it now. But my back still gets sore doing this." They part ways and Eric heads over to the Murphey house. He slips into the shower and lets the hot water pound on his back for a good ten minutes. Then he starts to wash. When he is done, his back is feeling a lot better. The heat and pressure from the shower helped a lot. He goes to his room and stretches out, his back popping as he does. "I'm getting old," he says out loud. He feels so good right now nothing in the world could make him feel better, or so he thinks. Just then there is a tap on his door. "Mr Eric are you sleeping?" he hears someone say softly. "No please come in." The door open and in slips Tomas. A glorious looking boy of ten, now with a muscular frame and a lovely two inches dangling above a very tight set of balls. His legs are long and thin. His feet are even sexy. Tomas smiles at Eric. "We are done working." Eric thinks, "OK, now nothing could make me feel better then this." "Yes we are. Why don't you come over here by me," Eric says and scoots over on the bed to make room. Tomas wastes no time and is there in a flash. "Are you sure you want to do things with me?" Eric asks. "Yes very much. Because Benji says you make love as good as Eric." "That's funny; that's what Joey and Alejandro said to me." "Then it must be you're a good lover," he says, smiling. "I don't know about that, but my boys seem to like it." With that Tomas, being ten, has little to no patience so he reaches down and starts toying with Eric's cock. "Oh that feels nice." When Eric gets hard in seconds, Tomas is down on it licking around the head. "Oh my!" Eric moans his approval of what's taking place. Eric turns his head and lifts Tomas' stiff member close enough so he can take him into his mouth. Tomas gasps as Eric slips his tongue under his foreskin and keeps swirling his tongue around the head. Eric does this a good minute then takes the boy to the root and starts bobbing on him. Tomas is working Eric's cock like an expert. He is very good at it, as good as Eric's own boys if not better. Eric lets Tomas' cock fall from his mouth and starts sucking his tight little sack, enjoying toying with his little eggs. He sucks them in and out, then lifts Tomas' leg and licks under his sack and then down to his lovely brown rosebud. He licks at it and Tomas stops sucking Eric for a second and lets out a gasp. Eric continues licking Tomas in his most private of parts and he feels him opening up a bit, so he slips his tongue in. Tomas pushes back as he does. Eric continues his buffet of boy butt for a few minutes and suddenly Tomas pulls off Eric's cock. He spins around and Eric lays on his back. Tomas lines up Eric's cock to his pucker and applies pressure. After a moment it pops in and Eric's cockhead is in his rectum. Tomas slips in a bit more, adjusting each time. It only takes a minute at most before Eric is balls deep into the sweet boy impaled on his cock. He starts to slide up and down on his new lovers cock. Tomas is panting from the pleasure because Eric is hitting his prostate on every downward thrust. Eric puts his hands on his hips and starts lifting him and pushing up into him. They have a good rhythm going and Tomas shudders, grabs his cock, and starts wanking furiously. Eric can feel when Tomas gets his tingles as his ass clamps down on Eric's cock, pulsing five times. Eric is really enjoying this position, but he also knows that after a good cum the legs get tired. He flips Tomas over on his back, lifts his knees to his chest and reinserts himself into the boy. Tomas lets out a moan of pleasure as he is filled again. Eric starts pumping into him slowly. He can see he is in the perfect position because every time he pumps into Tomas he lets out a moan of approval, so Eric is hitting his prostate which is what he wants to do to give the boy as much pleasure as he is getting, if not more. Eric pretty quickly starts pumping into him at a faster pace as he is so turned on by this hot young Latino boy giving himself so freely to him. How Eric's friend gets any work done with so many willing partners is beyond Eric's comprehension. Eric lifts up ever so slightly, which does something that Tomas likes very much and gives him a hard orgasm after about fifteen strokes in that position. Eric starts hammering away because Tomas urges him on to do so. Eric can feel Tomas' anal cavity start to quiver and quake and he knows he is giving the boy an anal orgasm. He pounds into the boy who is in a sexual bliss, panting and moaning and half shouting obscenities, telling Eric to fuck him as hard as he can. Eric is hammering into him with all he has. His cock has become a near blur slipping in and out of the sweet tight hole. After a few minutes Eric feels his balls pull up against him. He can feel his cum rising to the top and it explodes form his cock into the boy. He slams all the way into him, shooting seven large loads into the boy. As Eric is cumming, the feeling of the boy's ass spasming around his cock is like he is being milked and only enhances the pleasure even more. Eris is panting, dripping sweat onto the boy beneath him and trying to catch his breath. After a long moment they both are able to breathe again. "That was fantastic, Tomas! Thank you," Eric exclaims and slowly slips his shrinking cock from the boy. "Oh you aren't kidding. I never came like that before. It's like it started and never stopped. My ass felt like it was cumming." "In a way it was. It's an anal orgasm. I always thought they were a myth but I gave Joey one one and looked it up. Its a real thing." "I know. I felt it. I never felt that before and I know I want to feel it again." "Well, it doesn't happen every time," Eric tells him, flopping next to the boy who stretches out his legs. "Can we do it again?" Tomas asks. "Buddy, I'm an old man. I got to recharge my batteries." "Eric says that too. I don't think you are old. I think you're just right." "Glad you think so." They sit and chat about the farm and what Tomas likes the best about it. Of course he said the pigs, because that's what he is in charge of. He did a little bragging and rightly so about how well the pigs were doing. They decide to take a quick shower together and go see if it's time for supper, seeing as how they both worked off a lot of calories. They get to the house with perfect timing, just dinner is called. They all help take things to the picnic tables. Everyone eats and is having nice time sitting and chatting. Everyone is in a great mood as all the melons are harvested a day before they thought they'd be done, so the dinner is a celebration of sorts. Eric's friend is telling him how he is going to start going around and picking up the kids in the area for school. "So how are you going to get them?" Eric asks. "Well, I was thinking I'd just use the van. I can fit several kids in it; I mean it is a 15 passenger van. I will still have to make a couple of trips, but that's fine." "How much does a bus cost?" Eric asks his host. "I don't know. It's not something I have looked into yet." "I think it would be a good idea. Seems more logical to me to get a bus and take one trip versus several." "That would be ideal. We aren't like you, Eric; we can't just buy something on a whim. Kind of have to look into it first, budget for it, and go from there." "Don't be ridiculous. I would be more than glad to buy you a bus or anything else you need." Eric's friend looks at him a moment before answering, "I know you would, Eric. The point is that we are trying to do this without any outside help. We appreciate your donation that made the Murphey house a reality. But we can't keep taking money from you. I just don't think it would be right." Eric looks at him a moment thinking about what his host said to him. He takes a bite and just decides to drop it. However, Alejandro was listening and he isn't going to drop it. "Mr Eric, I am ashamed of you," he admonishes his former educator. He tilts his head and his poppi looks at him thinking, "This better be pretty good, otherwise my brown boy is in trouble." They don't say a thing and Alejandro continues. "My poppi says that if you refuse a gift from someone it's an insult, because that person wouldn't have offered if they didn't want to help you. So you just insulted my poppi." Joey gets wound up and blurts out, "Yeah, and he also says if it's something you need you should take it for sure. You need a bus and he offered to buy one. Then you spit in his face. That's not nice. You taught us to be better citizens than that." "Boys, stop it now. Mr Eric doesn't deserve you treating him like that. I understand his reasoning. He doesn't want to feel as though he is relying on outside help when they can do it themselves." Eric's friend is listening to the boys and their father chat back and forth. "I understand what you are saying, Ba. But you tell us when we need help to accept it with a happy heart like it was given." "Yeah poppi, he is right in front of you." "Yeah dad. So he should take the bus." "Yeah Ba he should. You only offer to help people that are trying on their own to get by. So yes he should take the bus." "See poppi, we are right." "Boys, you are being very rude to our host and you need to stop it right now." "But poppi, it will be better for him if he doesn't have to take more trips. It will save him gas, maybe." "Alejandro, stop it right now." "Ba..." "That. Is. Enough," he tells his sons, raising his eyebrows to let them know he is very serious. "Dad..." "I said enough. I am very certain that you do not wish to continue." The boys all hang their heads and look at their plates. They know that Eric is pissed now. They also know that if they don't stop he will do something they really won't like, such as no bowling or games or something else they love to do. "Now I think you owe Mr Eric an apology for being so rude." "I'm sorry that you wont take the bus and I have to point out you're being prideful," Alejandro says. His poppi glares at him. "Alejandro?" "Yes, poppi?" "Are you full, and done eating?" "Yes, poppi." "You will take your dishes and wash them. Then you will go to your room and wait until I get there. Is that understood?" "Yes sir." He stands up and does as he is told. "Dad, that's not fair?" "Really?" Eric says with his eyebrows arched as high as they will reach. "Um, but you're the dad so it's OK." "Mhmm." "But he was right." Eric doesn't even say a word and Joey picks up his things and follows his brother. Tran doesn't even wait; he follows them as well. "I'm sorry Eric sometimes my boys can be a bit hard headed about what they believe." "I can't say they are wrong," his host allows. "How so?" "Well, Alejandro pretty much nailed it on the head when he said it was my pride. Also that it is being offered with a happy heart." "That is no excuse." "They are young and they don't know how to be diplomatic yet. Please don't punish them for their bluntness." "It's not because of that. They are being punished for being rude, and for not listening to me when I said to stop." "You won't spank them will you?" "Good heavens no. They have been hit enough for ten lifetimes." "They really are good boys though. It shows that you are instilling good moral values in them." "They really are great boys. That's why I'm so surprised at their behavior towards you." "I'm not. They thought you were being treated poorly and they were doing what families do. They were sticking up for you. Those boys love you with a passion that burns deep in their souls." Eric sighs knowing he is being taught a lesson here too. It seems like a trend tonight. "I know you're right. But still, they were very disrespectful to you." "Ah bullshit. But they did make me rethink things." "So you will take a bus?" Eric smiles at his guest. "Yes, because they were right. It was my pride for one thing. It would be just downright stupid to turn down something that would make our lives easier. I mean we may actually be able to afford it on our own. But if you got that for us we could use those funds for another project. We can get some more medical equipment for Dr Cindy maybe?" "I tell you if you need anything for your little clinic, for sure please let me know. Because pride or not, that clinic needs to be fully prepared. Dr Cindy was telling me the closest hospital is an hour away. Having the clinic properly stocked could mean saving someone's life." "With that, I will absolutely accept. Because you are right. No one's life is worth my foolish pride. We need to get that up and going as soon as we can. We already have a few medical supplies. We have a few pieces of equipment being shipped already, like an x-ray machine and a few others. We don't think we will need an MRI or anything that advanced yet; maybe in time. We are going to basically be a band-aid station. If someone is seriously injured we will get them stabilized and then off to the hospital." "You are really making a huge difference out here. I mean look at all the lives you are affecting for the better." "Well, like I hear you say, `If you can't help the person right in front of you, what good are you?'" Eric chuckles at his host turning his often-used words right back on him. "I never know if anyone ever listens to me when I say that." "They do." "Well, I need to get my dishes cleaned up and go talk to my boys." "Go easy on them. What they did in fact worked." "Results by any means is not an acceptable way to do things." "I will butt out now; they are your sons." "Thank you," Eric says and goes to wash his dishes. When he gets to the Murphey House he walks in and heads up the stairs. He goes into the bedroom and sees all three boys sitting on Alejandro's bed, all staring at the floor. Eric sits down in the chair that's in his room, crosses his legs, and leans back, letting out a sigh. He crosses his arms over his chest. The boys all lift their heads enough so they can see him. Eric just waits for one of them to begin. "Ba..." Tran starts, then stops. "Yes Tran?" "Its just that he disrespected you, dad." "First, he didn't disrespect me. Even if he had, would the right course of action be to disrespect him? At his own home on top of it?" "No," they all mumble in unison. "I have never nor will I ever spank you boys. But Alejandro, you don't know how close you came, little man, apologizing like that. That may have been the most disrespectful thing I have ever heard you say. You are better than that. You are all better than that." Tears start dripping from the boys eyes onto the floor they are staring at again. Eric lets that sink in a moment. "Mr Eric asked me not to punish you boys because he says you were right." All three boys look up hopeful. "But that ain't gonna happen." The hope drained from their faces. "Now I am going to have you boys choose your punishment. While you discuss it keep in mind that what you were saying was indeed correct. Just the way you went about it was completely wrong. Also that when I told you to stop, you didn't. I will be back in fifteen minutes to hear your ideas." Eric walks downstairs and out onto the porch of the Murphey House and sits down. In a lot of ways, he is very proud of them for their thoughts. He is extremely proud of Tran for sticking with his brothers, and for what he feels is right. After fifteen minutes he walks back upstairs to the room Alejandro is staying in. He sits back in the chair and the boys look straight at him. "Poppi, since I am the biggest scoundrel, I get the worst punishment." Eric smiles inside at his choice of the word "scoundrel." "And?" "Well, first I lose my "firsts" win. I don't get no dessert for two weeks. When we get home, I'm not allowed to play any video games or do any bowling either. I have to clean the garage and sweep it out. I'm also grounded for two weeks." "Dad, since I'm just as guilty as Alejandro and I would have been just as rude with my apology if I got to do it, I get the same punishments. Also, Alejandro forgot to say we lose our cell phones except if we go out. Because you always want us to have them with us now," Joey finishes. "Ba, my brothers and I stand as one and should be punished as such. My punishments are the same." "Hey, that's not what we said. You didn't do hardly nothing," Joey blurts out. "I stand by what I said," Tran states. Eric waits a moment. "Nothing else?" "Ba, we thought that was pretty fair." "The first thing you all need to do is apologize to our host." "Duh, I cant believe we forgot that," Joey says, conking his forehead with his open hand. "A real apology this time, boys." "Of course, poppi." "Now, I want to say I am very proud of all three of you boys. Not for how you handled the situation but for how you stuck to what you believe. Tran I am very proud of you for sticking with your brothers even though you were hardly an offender. However, the way you went about this was completely wrong. Next time, be nicer about it. Because there will be a next time, I'm sure. Now I think that you boys did a very good job on choosing your punishments. I am thinking though that the lesson you learned with all of this is probably enough. So I don't think that any of those punishments are necessary, other than no desserts for any of you for two weeks. Partly for your rudeness and partly because we have all been going a little crazy on the sugary treats. I am actually going to join you boys on this dessert restriction because I am being just as bad about it as you boys." "So, no punishment then?" Joey asks. "Just no desserts." "Ba, do you think we learned our lesson though?" "I am fairly certain of it. If not and we have to revisit the same issue again, then we will have to inflict punishments. But I don't think that will happen. Now go and find Mr Eric and apologize." The boys are all up and off the bed in a flash. Eric hears them leave the house and he leans back and thinks about the fact that he truly does have some amazing boys. That Tran really is getting to be a man; he is the Tran man. He smiles to himself at the thought of Alejandro and Joey picking on Tran for it. He thinks that they must have really thought out their punishments, because Eric has restricted them before and they know pretty much how much time they get for what. Since they had never disrespected someone before, they figured it was a bad infraction and made it two weeks. They really are very good boys. No, they aren't good, they are Great. Eric remembers Tony the Tiger's voice from the old cereal commercial and smiles to himself again. Eric then hears some music starting outside. Oh boy ,he thinks, Danny has his guitar out. He loves watching him play. It's just amazing to watch pure talent do anything. He loves watching Joey play the piano for the same reason. He gets up and heads to the porch of the main house where the music is coming from. The boys meet him on the steps. "Poppi, we don't know what to do. We need your help." "What's the problem, buddy?" "Well dad, they made ice cream." "Which you can't have," Eric reminds Joey. "Yeah, Ba, like you say, therein squats the toad." "So I don't see the problem." "They made it special for us, because it's our favorite," Joey says. "I understand your dilemma now. That is a tough one. Because you are grounded from desserts and you don't want to go against me. On the other hand, you don't want to insult them either. That's a conundrum for sure. What do you boys think you should do?" "Grounded is grounded. I'm sure they would understand," Tran answers. "That is true. But they bought special stuff to make it too, so I don't know," Alejandro answers. "I think we are punished and have to stick with it," Joey says. "My belief is that they went through a special effort for you boys. I think that this one time we will postpone punishment. I will let Mr Eric know that is the punishment and that it is put off until tomorrow. Did you boys apologize to him already?" "Yes sir," they chime. "Did he accept?" "Yes poppi. He even gave us all a hug and told us that sometimes we all have to be put in our place like we did him. But he did say he agreed with you that we need to be a bit more dipumatic." "That's `diplomatic', and yes, he's right about that. Go enjoy the ice cream. What flavor is it anyway?" "Dulce de Leche," Alejandro says, smiling with anticipation. "Oh geez," Eric groans while smiling. "We are going to have upset tummies tonight from eating too much." The boys all smile as they know the flavor is Eric's favorite. They have ice cream and afterward Joey joins Danny and they play some songs. Eric's friend gets out his banjo and before you know it, it's a party. The people having pizza are all having a great time and the orders keep coming in. Once they close up, everyone settles in for the night. The boys want to stay with their father tonight and he is glad they do. He loves little Julia staying with him, but he misses his boys. They all settle into Eric's bed and get to sleep fairly easily. Let me know what you thought ericmurpey1971@gmail.com