Almost Heaven

Part 9

Its been a little more than a week since the boys found out about their new dad, Mark. They have become obsessed with watching the TV and learn everything they can about him. I'm not sad anymore they are leaving. OK I am but mostly I'm like them excited about their new lives. Ones that they will be loved in. I am looking at them leaving kind of like I do dying. I'm not worried about it. But I also don't want it to happen anytime soon.

We are all fishing. OK they are fishing I do have a line in the water. I asked God for some fake bait for me. Because I felt guilty killing a worm when I don't catch anything. I mean its a worm. But it is a living creature. I don't like killing things without purpose. Like cows. I like cows. They are interesting animals that taste amazing.

"Hes got a pond and a little boat Micah. He fishes. That is so cool. I hope he lets me fish too."
"I imagine he will Mr Bombastic."

He has told me for several days, and several times in a day that he has a pond, a boat and he fishes. I don't mind hes excited and rightly so. At nine fishing is certainly his passion. I think if he was here alone he would spend all of his time fishing. Hes nine I don't think that's a bad way to spend your childhood. Sure beats getting beaten and raped by your father everyday. I don't know but I think the reason he enjoys it so much is he is at peace with everything around him. He can relax, that and catching a fish sure excites the crap out of him.

"Oliver saw him earlier throwing a ball through the tire again. He is excited about that too."
"I'm sure he is. Oliver seems to love baseball as much as you love fishing."
He nods his agreement.

But I better get you caught up on what has happened in the past week or so. You know that Oliver really enjoyed being in the middle of our sandwich. So much so that we have been doing it a few times every day. Seems like morning noon and night. Believe me I'm not complaining at all about this new turn of events. Another thing you don't know is that one day Colt and Oliver went to the park and made love to each other on the gazebo again. When they came back they wanted me to join. So I agree. Like I would say no. Well, now anyway. So they make me wait until Oliver is done having his orgasm in Colts cute little bum. Then Oliver starts to suck me as I'm laying down. Then Colt gets on top of me and points my cock at his hole.

"Now you know its not going to fit comfortably." I tell him.

"Yeah but now Oliver has loosened me up way better, and I want to try again."

I just nod at him. If its something he wants to do then I want him to at least be able to try. But he was right. It did go in and he wasn't in extreme pain. Just a little discomfort and he rode me for a very long time before I came.

It was amazing for me. I have never made love to a boy so young and I tell you what. I look forward to it every single time he asks. Which is now about once a day. Or every other day. I don't ask them because I want them to be in charge of what they want to do with their bodies. I think that's the right way to think. One time I was the monkey in the middle with Oliver behind me pounding his hardness into my ass. I came so hard I nearly passed out.

Sex isn't new to the boys. But sex that they enjoy, and want is. I have tried to explain to them that they need to show some restraint when it comes to sex. That they cant let it control their lives. That life itself is a beautiful gift and sex with someone you love is just a little extra bonus.

Another thing that has changed some is that they are making me teach them to cook for real. They saw that their new dad isn't much of a cook and eats lots of pre made things. I told them it might be because he is by himself and that its just easier. They scoffed at that and so I have been teaching them some dishes to make. Oliver said ht thinks it would be good so that when he comes home from school he can start supper for them while their new dad is still working to make it easier on him. I cant argue logic. So they now know how to make a half a dozen different things and make them well. I even taught them how to make biscuits from scratch. Something I learned very early because my mother liked them and she was all about getting what she wanted and not doing anything for it. So I make pretty good biscuits and now so do the boys.

They can also make a pretty decent sausage gravy too. One thing Oliver was insistent he learn is to make a pot roast. I think its his new favorite now. Its not a bad favorite.

"Micah I really wish you would catch a fish before we go."Colt tells me. "I know you say you don't care. But its really lots of fun and I want to see you catch one."

I look at him and he is looking very serious.

"This is important to you isn't it."
"Yes sir. I think you will like catching them. I know you say you don't care. But its super cool."
"Alright I will try to catch a fish today. But it better be quick because we need to go eat something. I'm hungry and if I'm hungry you boys must be starving nearly to death." They both giggle at my comment. I pull my line from the water.

"OK I need a worm please." I tell the ground and one pops up his head.

I put him on the hook and cast him into the water. I tell God I really don't care if I catch a fish but Colt wants me to catch one and ask him to let one get on my hook.

Sure enough within a few minutes my line goes tight and a fish is on it. Colt is over joyed. I'm smiling at him. I really still don't care to catch one for me. But he is so thrilled I did hes hopping around. He even has Oliver up to help put it in a net. He scoops the fish out and holds the net to me. I lift it from the net, take out the hook and put it back int eh water grinning the entire time. Again not because I caught one. But because Colt is so thrilled about it.

"Yay Micah caught a fish. Do da do da. Now we can go have lunch do do do da day." he sings.

"Goofasuarus."
He just grins at me.

"Lets go eat boys. But I need to wash the girl smell off of me first."
They shake their heads at me but smile. Its nice they don't mind me repeating the same joke. They don't laugh anymore. But they give me a nice smile for the attempt.

"I will start lunch while you are in the shower." Oliver tells me.

"What are we having?"
"Chicken tenders, mashed potatoes and some rolls."
"Sounds yummy. Are you making it or having the machine?"
"I want to make it if that's OK. I want to get better at cooking so my new dad will love me."

Oh so now he thinks that. I stop walking and I pull him to me and hug him hard.

"Buddy I know that no matter what. If you can cook or not. If you can play baseball well or not. That if you can or cant do anything that your new dad is going to love you. Because you are a great boy. Not because of anything you do for him. He will love you for just being Oliver. Just like I do. Just like Colt does. I'm sure he will appreciate you cooking. But it wont make him love you."
I don't think he believes me.

"Does Colt love you for anything other than you being you?"
"No Colt isn't like that. He loves me for me and I love him for him."
"So why do you think your new dad will be different? Do you think I'm a liar?"
"No sir I don't."
"So why don't you believe me that a man can love his son or a boy and expect nothing in return. Is it because of your past. Because that doesn't make sense to me. Your brothers were the ones that abused you. Not a man except once."
"I'm scared. What if he doesn't like me?"
"Fear is something we create for the unknown. Its a silly thing we do. Its like sitting in a rocking chair. No matter how fast you go you wont go anywhere its a waste of time to think you will. Just like its silly of you to worry about things that you cant control. But I can promise you this and I don't break promises. That he will love you and if he doesn't I will have Gabe bring you right back to me. But I don't think that will happen because he seems like the perfect dad for both of you. He loves baseball like some Goofasaurus I know. He loves to fish like another Goofasaurus I know. So he must be perfect for both of you."
"You are probably right."
"I'm sure I am. Because if I was a betting man I would bet on it with everything I have and am. So go make us some tenders that will make our taste buds pop out of our tongue and do a dance."
He giggles and then he and Colt race to the house. Roscoe chasing behind. I just walk up smiling. I know those two boys are going to be a handful for their new dad. But I also know he is going to love every single second of it. Just as I am.

I walk in the door and Colt asks me.

"You want me to feed Roscoe?"
"Yes please but no raw meat again. I didn't like the look he was giving me after. Like I looked tasty."
"Oh sure and I'm a Goofasaurus. Roscoe wouldn't never hurt you." he tells me giggling.

"I don't know he is looking pretty viscous now."

Colt starts laughing as does Oliver seeing as how Roscoe is dancing around wagging his tail waiting because he heard feed Roscoe.

"Yeah you might drown in his slobber from when he licks you." Oliver quickly retorts.

"Maybe that's his plan. I don't know, I don't talk dog."
Oliver is chuckling as he pulls some raw chicken from the fridge. He sits the packager on the counter and starts making the breading. I smile and head to shower. I get in and I'm still smiling at the boys joking around. When they first showed up no way would they do that. Hell I could barely get Oliver to talk to me. Now he thankfully wont be quiet. I'm happy for that. His voice is nice its starting to break but still has that cute boyish sound to it as well. So its deeper than Colts but not nearly as deep as it will one day be. I get done showering and I can smell the chicken cooking. I imagine he used the IGM for the potatoes and rolls. He knows how to make those with no issues. He makes the tenders very good as well. But he still thinks they need to improve. Colt and I think hes silly because they are really good and we tell him that too. But he still thinks they can be better. He changes how he makes them every time to try to make them better. Sometimes it is. Most of the time its just as good just different. Once he put a ranch packet int eh breading. That was interesting for sure. Colt wasn't a big fan of it. But I thought it was yummy. Oliver I think is a perfectionist and will be trying to make them even better in 50 years. Texans take fried chicken in any form very seriously. Oliver seems to be Texan to the bone.

I put on a pair of shorts and grab a shirt. I look at it and smile. It reads.

Look at me I caught a fish.

I slip it on and head to the kitchen. Oliver is pulling out some tenders.

Colt is on the floor petting Roscoe who is in his lap. I noticed that Roscoe lately is starting to be closer to the boys. But he is for sure my dog according to Gabe and Roscoe's actions.

"That sure does smell good."
"You think so?" he asks unsure of himself.

"Colt you think it smells good?" I ask.

"Smells super amazing. He makes good chicken."
"Yeah he does."

I get some sodas for us because the boys have set the table. It only seem fair I do something. I mean they aren't here to serve me for crying out loud. I have never asked them to cook. I do ask them to clean up after themselves. That's only right. But the rest I do for them except when they want to do it.

Oliver sits the tenders on the table when he pulls the last one out of the skillet.

"I hope these don't suck." he says.

"Only your ranch ones sucked." Colt tells him.

"Hey I liked the ranch ones."

"Yeah you are the only one. Oliver didn't like them either."
"Don't care you boys are wrong those were good."
We get out plates loaded up. I take a bite of his newest creation.

"Oh wow Oliver this is the one. I don't think you can get batter than this." I tell him after I take a bite.

"You always say that." is his reply.

"He ain't lying this time." Colt says around some chicken.

"I never lied about his chicken. But this is amazing. I have to know how you did it."
"He never asked you that one before except with the ranch one." Colt notices.

"You really like them?"
"Yeah. A lot. Don't you?"
"They are pretty good. Maybe if I put a little more pepper next time." he says inspecting the coating on his piece.

"Oh I forgot the gravy." Oliver says and conks his head with his palm.

"I don't want any." I tell him.

"Me neither." Colt says as he shoves the last bit of one into his mouth.

"See so good we don't even want gravy to take away from the flavor."

"They aren't bad. But I think I can do better." he starts eating after that.

The boy is so silly I mean these are the best I have ever had. I've had a few over the years. When we get done with lunch I tell them I will clean up since they made everything and set the table. I didn't here an argument one from either of them. They just go in and turn on the TV and watch their new dad.

I am thinking of it as the New Dad Channel now. Every time they turn it on I am a little worried that there will be a new video of a boy being abused. Because I have a very strong suspicion that as soon as I see that then the boys will be back to Texas. For me its like going to the doctor to get a shot. You know its the best thing to do. But you aren't looking forward to it.

"Cool hes fishing again." Colt lets me know.

I get done cleaning up and decide to go for a walk.

"Guys I'm going to go for a walk. Ill be back in a while."
"Everything OK?" Oliver enquirers.

"Sure. I just wanted to take a walk and Roscoe I'm sure can use the time to run around and smell everything in the woods."
So I head out and start walking around the woods on a nice trail. Roscoe is with me and like I figured he is racing around like a mad man sniffing everything. We walk a good while and get to the park and I head to the gazebo ans have a seat. I look around and admire the absolute majesty of this place. But you can find that on earth as well. Just go into the woods and look around and enjoy the creation that we have to enjoy. I watch as the wind sways the top of the trees and I thank God for everything. Even the bad shit that happened to me as a boy. Because I know that if that hadn't have happened then I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be able to experience the joys of watching these boys come out of their shells. To see them grow and mature into the boys that they are supposed to be. in a way I suppose this place is like a cocoon for the boys to come into as a caterpillar and emerge a beautiful butterfly. That when they leave here they will be able to stretch their wings and show their beauty which was stifled for son long by the hands of their abusers. I think about Colt and Oliver and the abuse that they suffered. I think about the abuse I suffered and I cry. I cry hard for the boys and for me. I cry for the thousands if not millions of children that are now on earth suffering abuse at the hands of those that don't understand or appreciate them as the wonderful creatures that they are. It just breaks my heart thinking of it. I imagine that the creator feels the same way. Though about everyone not just children. I'm a bit callous when it comes to adults in situations where they are abused if they can leave that situation. But the children have no escape a lot of the time. Roscoe is on my lap and I pet him and he gives me a feeling of calm. I suppose that's why I have him. Maybe why dogs are part of the world so that people can have something to love that will accept them no matter what they look like, or how they are. I think that young children and puppies are a lot alike. They are always happy, curious and want to make those around them happy. All they want is to be loved in return. I wipe my eyes and decide its time to head back. When I get back I throw the stick for Roscoe for a little while. The boys keep popping up at the door and looking out not saying anything but look then go back to whatever they are doing. Which I am guessing is watching their new dad on the TV.

I decide its time to go in and get some supper started for the boys. I am thinking meatloaf. I like it and they do too. When I walk in the boys are standing in front of the kitchen table.

"Welcome back Micah."
"Thank you guys. Its good to be back. I was thinking meatloaf for supper. Or would you prefer something else?"
"Can we have pizza?" Oliver asks with a smile.

"Sure thing buddy. We can have pizza tonight instead."
"Good cuz we are having a party." Colt says with excitement.

"OK I don't mind a party. But what are we celebrating?"

"You, its your birthday." Oliver tells me.

"Is it?" I ask really not knowing.

"Yep Gabe showed up last week and told us. He said to keep it a surprise so it would be super cool for you."
"Aww you guys." I say and open my arms and they are immediately in them. I hug them so tight.

"I love you boys so much."
"We love you too Micah. Its kind of a way of saying thank you to you for loving us so much when no one else did." Oliver says.

"For the life of me I cant understand why. Because you are two of the greatest boys I have ever met."
I have to lighten the mood because if I don't I'm going to cry. I just don't want to right now.

"Boys did you know if you fart and sneeze at the same time your body takes a screen shot?"
"What? Oh you're a Goofasaurus for sure." Oliver says giggling. Colt just lightly punches my belly.

"You know Micah that explains a lot."
"What does buddy? Well if you fart and sneeze at the same time and you take a screen shot it explains about you."
"What? I figure you done that a lot since your old and your memory is full."
"Shut up." I tell him laughing. "Come on lets scarf down some pizza."

I go and put it in the IGM because I have no idea how to actually make a pizza. I'm good at buying them. Making them not so much. They get the table set and I put the pizza on the table its hot and steamy. Just like its meant to be. I grab us some sodas. We have a happy time eating me telling them goofy jokes. We talk about silly things and its just a lot of fun. ts not really any different than any other meal we have had recently. Its just my birthday. I really didn't remember. Not much point of it when it has never been celebrated before. Its just a day like any other to me. But this one I will remember forever. When we get done we are all too full for any dessert yet. But they have a cake made for me. I can see they both put the words on it telling me happy birthday. Its so sweet of them. I will have to punish Gabe for this. I don't really like attention focused on me for a reason. I suppose its because it makes me extremely nervous because usually when it was before it was for no good reason.

We get our supper dishes cleaned up and Colt takes my hand and guides me to the couch.

"Tonight is all about you Micah. Anything you want its yours from Ollie and me."

"I just want to sit here and enjoy being with you boys."
I am guessing Oliver went to the bathroom when he come out a minute later holding some packages.

"I hope you really like these. Colt said you will cry. But I don't know."

He sits three packages on the coffee table.

"No matter what it is I will really like. I love you Oliver." I tell him and pull him to me so I can kiss his lips. I turn and kiss Colt on the lips as well. "Love you too sneaky boy."
Oliver sits next to me and Colt is on the other side. I pick up the first package and open it.

"Oh my." I say and Colt wasn't wrong. The tears start to flow pretty heavily. I'm such a girl sometimes.

"Its beautiful."I say and kiss them both again.

Its a drawing Oliver had done of both of them. They are laying on their side nude with Colt in front and Oliver behind. Oliver has his arm draped over Colt in a loving embrace.

"You are a very good artist Oliver. I'm sorry I hadn't noticed before. But you really don't let me see what you draw and this is amazing. The detail and shadowing is amazing."
I set it down carefully on the coffee table.

"I'm hanging these up later. The frames are really nice too."

"I cant draw. But you taught me how to work with wood and I was real careful like you showed me. I did ask Gabe to help a little because I didn't know what to do for part of it. But I did all the work."
"And its beautiful. Just like you boys. I don't just mean your looks. You are beautiful on the inside where it really matters."
I open the next one and its me in my rocking chair on the front porch playing my banjo. Roscoe at my feet and me with a big smile on my face.

I gush about this one as well. I'm telling you these are really good. A professional artist couldn't do better. He captures the mood of the person he is drawing. Which I have no idea how you do it. But apparently he does. I open the last one and its all of us on the porch. The boys are dancing and I'm playing the guitar. Roscoe is up and looks to be dancing too. All of us have smiles on their faces. Well, except Roscoe because dogs only kind of smile. I admire them all once again and just cant get over how amazing they are. I get up and go get a hammer and a few picture hangers and promptly hang them up.
"They look perfect there." I say as I step back and admire them.

Oliver and Colt are next to me and smiling.

"I know I tell you guys a lot. But I do love you so much. I never heard it as a boy and think all boys should know they are loved, and be told often."
"We love you too Micah." They tell me and wrap their arms around me and give me a nice hug.

Oliver grabs my hand and pulls me to my room. Then to the bathroom and they strip me down and then strip themselves. One of them turned on the water and we step into the shower. They very gently wash me. It feels amazing having their lovely boy hands caress me as they wash. I in turn wash them and I get on my knees so I can get them batter. As I am washing Oliver his cock is rock hard and in my face. I take him into my mouth. He pulls it back out.

"Tonight is all about you." He informs me.

"I know and I want nothing more than for you to explode in my mouth."

He smiles as I take him back into my mouth. I feel Colts hand on my member slowly stroking me off. It doesn't take very long and Oliver gives me his seed which I was craving. Its so sweet tasting. Its still a bit watery and not too thick. But its lovely to taste and even more amazing to hear him moaning and groaning as he cums. After he cums we get out and dry off. I pick up Colt and throw him over my shoulder him giggling and I walk in and toss him in the bed. He rolls to his back and I am on all fours taking his cock into my mouth. I want to feel his cock quiver in my mouth as he has his drymax. I suck him in and fondle his little boy balls in his sack that is soft as silk. I am enjoying what I am doing and I feel Oliver behind me rimming me. Oh my goodness that feels so good.

It only takes Colt a couple minutes to reach his peak and I let him slip from my mouth. Oliver had stopped rimming me because watching Colt cum is an amazing thing to see. Its got to be the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life. I am certain that Oliver thinks so too. Not to mention the noises he makes. The grunts and groans and high pitched squeals. Its just amazing.

I get up with both boys watching me and grab my shorts I had on earlier and my t-shirt. Because hey I caught a fish. I head to the kitchen and get some iced tea and head to the porch. I grab my guitar and Roscoe who followed me sits on my foot. I understand why he does that. But I don't really like it. I start playing a little song I made up years ago that doesn't have words its just a pretty little song. Both boys come out a few minutes later.

"Micah is everything OK?" Colt asks me.
"It couldn't be better. Why do you ask?"
"Ollie and I were kind of surprised that you didn't you know do it with us. We know you like it a lot and we just figured you would. You know."
Oliver is next to him nodding.

"You said I can have anything I want for my birthday from you two I want right?"
They both nod.

"All I want is for you two to feel good. I got exactly what I wanted."
"But you didn't make yourself feel good." Oliver tells me.

"You don't understand yet. But you will one day. When you love someone you feel good when they feel good. So you own feelings like that don't really matter. I get more happiness and good feelings when I help you boys feel good than when I get them myself."
"So its like fishing?" Colt asks me.

"That's a perfect example. Sure it was fun catching a fish. But it wasn't nearly as fun for me to catch one as to watch your excitement when you catch one. It makes my heart happy when I see that. When I see the joy on your faces when you get one and pull it out of the water. Its the same when I taste your cum and when I hear your wonderful sounds you make when you get your feelings. My feelings cant compare to that."
"Like I felt when you opened up the drawings I did?"
"Yes. You had a joy in your heart when you saw how happy it made me. So me being that happy made you happy."
"I get it now. I never really understood when I was catching fish why you didn't want to. But now I see." Colt says with a smile.

"So in a way you are being mean to us." Oliver tells me.

I cock my head to try to understand. Hey sometimes it works.

"I don't understand."
"Don't you think we get happy making you feel good too. So you not letting us make you feel good when we want to is kinda denying us to feel good like that."

"You know i hadn't ever thought about it like that. You know you are super smart."

"I don't know about that. But I do know that it made me real excited that I could give you something that made you feel really good, and I felt kind of sad that you wouldn't let me do that for you."
"Oh buddy I am so sorry. That is never my intention. I guess like you boys I need to learn a lot of things too about how people are, and how to treat them. I just thought that it would be better for you boys if I just did things for you not allow you to do things for me. I figured that since people had made you do things like that your whole lives that you wouldn't really want to do things like that."
"Didn't people do things like that to you though, and you like doing it?" Colt asks.

"You know you boys are way smarter than I am when it comes to things like that. I guess I just didn't think like that. I am really sorry for it. Next time I wont say no. I feel like an ass."
"How about mine?" Colt says turning around shaking his butt at me.

"I sure will. But work before play my young friend. You boys go get your guitars its time to practice."
"How much later?" Oliver asks.

"When the guitar and baseball lessons are done."
"I think its a special occasion we can skip a day." Oliver says smiling.

"No. I have found if you skip one day it becomes way too easy to skip more days. So I don't want to get you boys into that habit."

"I guess that makes sense." Oliver responds.

They practice the guitar for an hour and then baseball for about the same. I think baseball was longer though. I think we enjoy the physical activity more. Maybe I should switch the lessons so they have burned off the energy from baseball and can be more still when practicing their instrument.

"I don't know about you boys but I sure am ready for some cake."
"Me toooooo." Colt says making me laugh.

"Then what are we waiting for." I say and start running to the house and beat them in but Roscoe was the winner. He may have short little legs. But he is a fast little guy. We all get some cake. Not Roscoe. He doesn't get cake. Too much sugar for him. He would be racing around so fast the carpet would fly.

Honestly probably too much sugar for anyone. But its not every day.

When we get in the boys and I just wash off in the sink. I didn't sweat a lot neither did they. But we got a little hot and its just feels better to be clean.

We each have a nice slice of cake. I think Colt got more on his face than in his mouth. I thought it was cute that Oliver cleaned it off for him. They are good boys and even better together. I hope all my boys get along so well. I wish everyone in the world would just get along. Who cares what way you worship the creator. I don't. Who gives a shit what color you are. Why should that matter. Reminds me of an episode of South Park when Cartman had a thing against gingers haired people. He turned into a Hitler like figure. People were believing his rhetoric about gingers. Its literally the same thing. You are born how you are. If you want to suck cock or you hair color, its genetics. You cant change that. I just don't get people. I look at others differences and embrace them. Others think they aren't like me they aren't as good as me. No they are as good, just different. Gabe is right. People are stupid. OK not all but some can be that's for sure.

"Micah we decided its your night to pick a movie."Colt tells me.

"No I think its Oliver's night."
"Not my birthday. Seems like on your birthday that for one day a year you get everything you want for that day." Oliver tells me.

"That would be nice. Let me think what movie I want to watch."
I think a while as I watch the boys talking to each other about things they want to do tomorrow. They have both stripped to nothing. Which I like very much. I think I want to watch that movie. Call it two naked cuties.

"Lets watch a game."
"You sure you aren't saying that because its my night?"
"Oliver you aren't the only one that likes baseball." I tell him and he smiles.

I turn on a game that's just starting. I think they will all just start if that's what we want to watch. Its like DVR but better.

I lean back and soon have two boys on me. That are naked. Remember that? I sure as hell do. My cock sure does too. Hes poking up and saying hello to Shamallah. All I know is that I'm watching the Cardinals take the field my dick is hard then I have one boy pulling it out stroking it and the other trying to make it disappear down his throat. Happy birthday to me. Its Oliver that is sucking me off and Colts little hand around my cock. I like little hands they make my cock look bigger. They are both looking at me judging my reaction. What I am thinking is it feels amazing. Also about what they said earlier that I am denying them the happiness like I feel when I do something for them. I cant argue logic as much as I want to sometimes. Oliver has about half my cock in and is bobbing pretty quick and because of earlier my wait time will be next to none since I got so worked up earlier and didn't cum. He lifts off and puts his hand above Colts and they start licking the head of my cock. Not one of them. Both of them. One is working one side and the other is working the other. I have never felt anything like this and its a-m-a-z-i-n-g let me tell you. They are licking back and forth very quickly and their hands are flying. Colt starts rubbing my balls and that's when it looks like Mount Saint Helen's exploding between two sexy boys. It shoots straight up and the first shot lands on Colts face as well as the second. The third on Oliver and then more on Oliver and then the last bit hits Colt again. Colt lifts up and takes the head of my cock into his mouth swirling his sweet little tongue around the head of my cock and I'm about to scream it feels so good. I'm not sure I may have actually done that. Colt lifts off after I beg him too and then Oliver leans forward and licks a big glob of my emissions off Colts face. In turn Colt does the same. I think its a very hot thing to see cum in a boys mouth or to see him swallow or lick it up. I think because its part of me and they love me enough to do that. To want to do that. I know some people love the taste of cum. But really mine has very little flavor. Its not salty in the least or bitter or sweet. Its just there. They finish their cleanup including my cock put him back away in my shorts and look at the TV.

"What did we miss?" Oliver asks.

"Doesn't look like much just one out." Colt replies as if you know hey lets suck this guy off and then you know see what happens in the game.

"HM." is all I say.

We are watching the game and towards the end of the second inning I get up and grab some sodas for us because ours had somehow vanished. Dr Pepper dissipation? I sit them down and go put on sleeping pants as I don't know they are just more comfy.

I come back and see Colt is gone. He must have had to use the restroom. I sit down and Oliver lays against me. I wrap my arm around him of course. I love him and want him to know it from actions as well as words. Because words are nice but actions make them real. As the bible teaches us faith without works is dead. Same with love I think. Say it all you want but don't do anything to show it. Whats the point. Colt comes back a minute or two later. I am watching the game and he lays next to me and put his head on my chest. I cup his lovely little butt. Its so cute. Its maybe the perfect butt for a boy his age. Its soft and supple. Its strong yet has enough fat in it to make is soft. Its perfect I tell you. Oliver's is more strong than soft. But it has amazing qualities as well. Like all boys butts do. The third inning starts and Colt starts licking my nipple and Oliver puts his hand in my sleeping pants and takes my formerly flaccid penis in his hand. He starts to stroke it. He then takes my sleeping pants down so he can get a better grip on it.

He is stroking me and then bends down and takes the head into my mouth. I don't know what to think. Twice within an hour. I don't think before I had sex more than twice in a day. I've blown them both today and they sucked me off. So this is like four times kind of today.
I'm watching his mouth take in what makes me a man and I love watching that. I see Colt tap him on the head and he pulls off. Colt reaches behind him and pulls out a tube of lube. He didn't go use the restroom he got lube. This was planned. I'm certainly not complaining about it. Oliver lifts off and Colt applies a lot of lubricant to my cock and it feels amazing as he does. Oliver is out of the way now and Colt throws his leg over me and lines up my cock to his pleasure and I feel it push in easily. HM he seems to be lubed up and ready to go. I bet he did that in the other room too. Again no complaint from me as I feel him slowly slide me into him. I see his cock went soft as he did. I start to lift my arm but Oliver's hand is there faster than I could think of it. He starts stroking Colt and he is hard again pretty quickly. Colt starts to lift himself up and let himself down on my cock. He leans forward and is almost on my chest but not there. Maybe 8 inches above it and Oliver throws a leg over me and I'm thinking cool I'm going to rim him or suck him. But no he slips it in Colts mouth. Colt takes it in like a starving man a steak. I lift my head and reach out my tongue to lick that hole in front of me. But its out of my reach dammit. Colt rides me hard and fast and Oliver is pumping most of his cock into Colts mouth. Since I came earlier like not very long ago at that I know I wont cum in a couple minutes like before. But with the stimulation of his tight ass on my cock and the visual stimulation I know it wont take too long. I'm watching Oliver's cock and I see his balls tighten up and he is making a very familiar noise like the one before he cums. I see a little stream come from Colts mouth and I start pumping up into Colt. I hadn't been. I was letting him be in control. But that's too much I cant stand it. I reach up and grab his small hips and start really pounding into him.
"Oh Micah I love you." I hear him say in my bliss and I feel his ass twitch a time or two and I know hes about to cum and him telling me he loves me. I started unloading nearly at the time he started his orgasm. I push fully into him and my ass is a good six or eight inches off the couch.
"I love you too Colt." I half shout as I fill his innards with my man cream. I relax and am still embedded in him. Oliver is next to us again and watching. I reach over and give him a kiss.

"I love you too Oliver."
He grins after the kiss.

"I love you too."
We lay there a couple minutes and my cock slips sadly from Colts tightness and he gets up and heads I would guess to the restroom. Oliver goes to the kitchen and comes back with a wash cloth and cleans my cock off.

"Thank you. I would have done that as soon as I could walk again."
I tell him chuckling.

He just smiles at me.

Colt comes back a few minutes later smiling and sits beside me.

"Cool the Cardinals score a run."
"You boys want some popcorn?"
"Sure."

My sleeping pants are still down and I just slip them off. I go and get us some popcorn and we snack on it until its gone.

"Micah did you make a birthday wish?" Colt asks me.

"No I didn't. I cant think of anything I want. I have everything I have ever wanted and all my needs are taken care of. I have you two wonderful boys to love. What could I possibly wish for?"
"I don't know. But maybe a car or something."
"What do I need a car for? Go to the grocery store?"

He giggles at that.

"I don't know, seems like you should wish for something."
"I wish that you two boys become huge success in whatever you choose to do."
"That's not a wish." Oliver protests. " A wish should be for you."
"Isn't it? I figure when I go back I have nothing. I was homeless when I came here. If you boys are super successful I can live with you."
They smile at me.

"You can always live with me." Oliver tells me.

"Me too." Colt confirms.

"See its for me."
"I suppose that works." Oliver begrudgingly agrees.

"Thanks because I really have no idea what to wish for."

I get up and take the empty popcorn bowl to the kitchen and return with some water for us. I figure we need water. We don't drink enough water. I know its pretty much all they had before. But water is a good thing for your body.

Its the bottom of the fourth and The Cardinals have two outs. They have scored a couple more runs. Its 3-0. Good I like beating the Dodgers. My dad loved the Dodgers. I love to see them get beaten now. Not because I hate the team. I got nothing against them. I just know he hates when they lose. A little passive aggressive anyone?
The player at bat strikes out and before I know it Colt has me in his mouth and is sucking my soft head and then not soft head in and out of his mouth.

My god they are trying to kill me. But what a way to go right?

Colt is going to town now and man is it feeling great. Oliver taps his head as he grabs the lube and Colt lifts up and Oliver straddles me and then inserts my cock into his pucker. He thrusts down hard making him wince. He doesn't wait he keeps going hammering away on my cock. He is lifting nearly completely off and then slamming himself back down on it.

"I cant get it right." he stops and carefully spins around and is now facing away from me and has his feet on the ground in front of us. He starts slamming my cock in and out of himself again. He does that a minute or two.

"This isn't working." He tells me.
I have no idea what isn't working. Its working for me. He lifts off nd my cock slaps my stomach. He turns around and gets on his knees and beds over the couch.

"Micah you have to fuck me and fuck me hard. I mean super hard. Its how I need it."

I get down behind him and line my cock to his pucker and he slams back and impales himself completely on my cock nearly instantly. Hes bouncing back and forth as fast as he can.

"I know how you want it." I tell him and shove my cock into him and press his hips against the couch.

I wrap my fingers around his hips to hold him in place and start to rabbit fuck his ass hard. I'm pulling out nearly all the way and then slamming back in very, very quickly.
I usually prefer to make love to them and not fuck them. But, I do know where Oliver is coming from. Sometimes you don't exactly want but you need to get fucked. To feel a little pain and to feel like you are being used for the others pleasure. But the difference now is that he knows I care. He knows I love him with all my heart. He knows that I will do as he needs. Therefore it wont be a bad experience it will be one he likes and is in control of. Is as if he is getting raped in a way me taking him like this. But he is in control and he knows it. He wont want it like this all the time. But there will be times in his life that he will ask for this. I hope he has an understanding lover that will help him.

"Oh Micah yes. Call me bad names and tell me I'm bad." he asks me.

"Be mean to you?"
"Yes."

I think about the shit my father used to say to me as he raped me.

'Oh you dirty faggot. I bet you got a hard on. You love my big hard cock slamming into your ass don't you?"
"God yes."
"You little fucking fairy princess. Why do you even have a dick you might as well be a girl. Take my fucking cock you little tramp."

"Oh Micah yes."
"Shut up cock slut and take my man cock in your ass. I'm gonna buy you a dress and call you fucking Mary." With that I slap his ass hard.

"Oh Micah. Oh Oh Oh." I feel his ass constrict around my cock as he spews his small seed on the couch cushion. I slam up into him several more times and unload into him.

"Maybe my cum will make you a man you fucking sissy."

As I say that he shudders one last time.

I leave my cock buried in him. I lean over and kiss the back of his neck.

"I love you so much Oliver. Is that what you needed?"

He has his face onto the pillow and then puts his head sideways.

"Yes thank you Micah. I don't know why but I needed it like that."
I gently remove myself from him and Colt is just staring at me with big unbelieving eyes.

"He asked me too Colt."
"I know but you were real mean."
"I know. I didn't want to be. But its what he wanted and needed."
"Colt I don't know why I needed it like that. But, I did. I liked it a lot. I wont want to do it like that all the time. But I think once in a while."
"I sometimes need the same thing. The things I said to you are what my father said to me as he raped me. Sometimes in front of my mother who didn't seem to pay attention. Sometimes in front of friends who then got to do the same to me. Its kind of the same thing Oliver has had to endure. But this way he is in charge. He knew that if he said to stop to me I would have. He needed to be in charge of what happened to him at least for a little while. Its him taking his body back from people that took it without his consent. At least that's what i think anyway. I'm no doctor that's for sure. But its why I think I do it like that sometimes."
"I think that's part of it. But I think part of it is that I really want to go to be with my new dad. But I also want to stay here. I feel like I don't have any say again. I think I will want it like that when I feel like I don't have control over anything."
I look at him.

"I think that's makes a lot of sense too. You are a smart boy you know that."
"I guess. But what I do know is I'm all sweaty. I need to shower."
"Me too." I tell them.

I head to my shower and both of them head to theirs. I get cleaned up pretty quickly. I wasn't dirty just sweaty. So I just soaped up and rinsed off. I head back to the living room and the top of the eighth is starting. I sit down and take a well deserved drink of Texas Juice and man its good.

Colt comes walking out smiling with beads of water on his naked body. Little boys just don't dry off that well. He will dry quick enough I suppose.

He climbs on my lap facing me and wraps his arms around me. Of course I hug him back.

"I love you Micah. I'm going to miss you so much."
"Colt I'm going to miss you too. Its going to be alright though. You will have your new dad and Oliver to keep you busy and being loved by. I will soon after have a new boy or two to look after. So we will miss each other but we also know that we are needed other places too. You have to go back and spread your love all over the planet. You have to be there to show Mark that love is still there for him. In doing that it will radiate off of him and it will touch so many people. You are going to be a beacon of love I'm sure of it. You are such a special boy. I know what you are going to be when you grow up now. But I cant tell you. Even if I wanted to I don't think I could tell you. But you will discover it when the time is right. It will be so perfect for you fisher boy. You will be so happy all the time. I can see parts of your life and I know that you going back is without a doubt the right thing to do."
"Do you know what Oliver is going to do?"
I think just a second and smile. No a Texas grin is more like it. You know it. Go to any used car lot and say you want to pay cash. That's the grin.

"Oh my wont he be thrilled."

"What?"
"I cant say. But let me tell you one thing mister man. I got my wish."
Oliver walks in smiling.

"How did you get your wish."
"He knows what is going to happen to us when we go back. I guess its real good hes grinning like the tax man." Colt tells him.

"Cool what is it?"
"He cant say he says. But he says its perfect."
"Absolutely perfect." I inform them. "You know what I want to do?"
"What?" They ask in stereo.

"We have never ridden the Ferris wheel at night. I think it might not be as scary to me at night and all the light and stuff I bet it would be neat."

"What? You want to ride it? For real?"
I just nod my head.

"But what about the game?"
"Its the 8th inning we missed the 7th."

"Oh kind of ruined it didn't it?"

Colt nods.

"Come on lets go." I say standing up holding Colt who wraps his legs around me. I put one arm under him and hold him I take Oliver's hand and we head to the park after he opens the door. Roscoe hangs out at the house. He doesn't seem as interested as going out as he does in his slumber. He did I've a soft bark as we left. I'm guessing its see ya. I've told you I don't speak dog.

So they inform me on the way to the park that they had planned a while back to make me cum every other inning of the next baseball game we watched. I'm not a young man anymore. I dont think I could have. But it would have been fun trying. We get to the park and the Ferris wheel is going and the lights are so cool on it. They are dark start int eh center and go out and back like runners. Then they go all on and then a few other things. I will just say it was cool as can be.

We all walk up and I open the gate to the seat and I sit in the middle and a boy on each side. The seat is a bit chilly on our bare rumps. But it will be fine in a minute.

I close the bar and Colt has the controller in his hands. We start and I white knuckle the bar. I'm thinking in my head that this is ridiculous. I love roller coasters. But I'm terrified of a Ferris wheel this is stupid. Yet I cant shake the fear as we near the top.

As we crest the top I see our house.

"Look you can see the lights on." I tell them.

"Cool." Colt says.

As we descend my grip loosens. Then back up we go and the white knuckles show back up.
"I can take your mind of the heights. Ollie and I did this once it was real fun. He says bending over and taking my cock into his mouth. He starts bobbing. You know what after a while he was right. I didn't give a shit if I was here or on a toadstool. I have no idea how many times we went around but by the time I came I had my hands on the back of the seat pushing my cock up into his young mouth. When I'm done he pulls off.

"Told ya."
"That you did young man. That you did." I rub his head and put my arm back on the back of the seat. I see Oliver is hard as steel. Now I'm kind of OK with the heights now. But not enough I can blow him. But I do give him a nice hand job. When he cums I lick my hand clean. Though there isn't much because hes shot a lot today.
"Why do you think you know more about our future now?" he asks panting.

"I think its Go showing me what great lives you boys have in store for you so it easier for me to let go. Although it still wont be easy. I know for sure its the perfect thing to do. I try to do the right thing at the right time. All the time. But sometimes its hard. Granted I know we wouldn't have a choice one way or another if you go. I think that the gift God gave you to make it easier is seeing your new dad in action all the time. It showed you boys that a loving man awaits you when its your time."
"I feel like its getting closer too. But one thing i know is that I'm not leaving your side until that time." he tells me.

"Me neither." Colt adds grabbing my arm and hugging it to him.

"That's fine but I think we need to use the restroom in private."
They both nod to that.

"Lets get back boys. I bet Roscoe is missing us."

"Cuz hes hungry." Colt giggles.

"Or you are." I say playfully.

"I could probably eat another slice or two of pizza." he tells me.

"I suppose we should do that then. Don't you think so Oliver?"
He just grins.

We get back and its kind of late. But not later for us to go to bed than normally much.

We eat another pizza and head to bed. I'm glad I live here because otherwise that would have been a huge mistake. Heartburn sucks.

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