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I started writing this story, never intending it to grow into what it has become. It seems to have taken on a life of its own. I hope you enjoy.
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I waited at the door until Lee got closer and then opened it before she could ring bell. "I hate that damn sensor, Max. I can't sneak up on you with that thing."
"Precisely why I have it sis and you know that." I took her coat and was hanging it up when the boys rounded the corner, fortunately in shorts and shirts.
"Who's she, Max?"
"Boys, this my sister, Lee. Lee, these are going to be my sons. From left to right, we have Alex, Mike, T.J. and Joey. Boys, say hi to your new aunt."
"Hi, Aunt Lee," they all said.
"Oh, aren't you guys just the cutest? Come give me a hug," she said as she knelt. All four gathered around her and enveloped her in another five-way hug. "Let's go sit on the couch and you can tell me all about yourselves."
"Lee, you want anything to drink," I asked as she headed to the couch with the boys in tow.
"Pepsi sounds good," she replied as she took a seat in the center of the couch with two boys on each side. "Okay, guys, let's start with your ages."
"Joey and I are both eight, Mike's six and T.J.'s seven."
"And how long have you been here?"
"We got here Friday night, after we met Max at Steak `n Shake for supper," Joey said.
"Yeah, that was a fun meal, wasn't it guys?" Alex asked.
"Really, what happened that made it fun?"
"Our foster parents pitched a fit when they found out Max was gay like us and stormed out."
"Well, that sounds familiar, I wonder if they know mom and dad?" she asked me as I handed the Pepsi to her.
"With my luck, they do."
"So, Max, how does feel to finally be a dad."
"So far, so good, but it hasn't even been two days yet and they're already giving me a run for my money."
"I bet, so tell me, guys, how did you end up here in my brother's home?"
"Our parents were killed in a car wreck when we were four," Joey said.
"Yeah, and we've lived with those scumbags, the Mueller's since then. Max rescued us from living in hell."
"Alex, that's not a nice thing to say about anybody," I reprimanded.
"It's true, isn't it?"
"Be that as it may, it's still not nice."
"What about you T.J., how'd you end up here?" Lee asked.
"My mom's in prison and not bound to get out any time soon. She don't know who my dad is, and I've lived with a couple different foster families since she went away. Max is the first one who had me for a home visit who said he still `dopt me."
"Mike, you want tell me how you got here?"
"Not really," Mike mumbled.
"I'll fill you in later, sis."
"So, what do you boys like to do?"
"Watch TV and movies, swim, play games, skateboard, lots of things."
"Hey, you guys missed one," I said.
"What'd we miss, Max?"
"You forgot all about driving me nutso," I laughed.
"That's just the nature of kids, bro, any age, any number, they're going to drive you crazy. We sure did our fair share of driving mom and dad crazy, don't ya' think."
"Some of us still are," I replied proudly. "Hey, have you boys finished putting all your stuff away?"
"We got most of it done, Max, except for the little bit that needs hung in a closet. We can't reach the bar."
"You've still made good progress. We'll take care of those things a little later."
Ding!
"You expecting someone else, Max?" Lee asked.
"Yeah, looks like he's a little early though."
"He? Anyone I should know about?"
"Well, not really, but you will soon enough."
Tom came in the front door without ringing the bell, carrying an overnight bag. He started to say hi, saw Lee and stopped abruptly. Instead, he said, "Whoops, sorry folks, I must be in the wrong house. Sorry for the intrusion." He turned and reached for the doorknob to leave.
"Tom, you bonehead, get your ass in here. I want you to meet my sister, Lee."
"Oh, maybe I am in the right place." The boys took off and wrapped Tom in giant hug. "Hi guys, good to see you again. Uh, can I walk now?" They released Tom and he made his way over to Lee and me.
"Tom, I'd like you to me my sister, Lee. Lee, this is my new friend, Tom."
Tom stuck his hand and he and Lee greeted each other. "New `friend', huh, Max? So new that I haven't even heard about him yet."
"Calm down, sis. We just met yesterday afternoon and I've been a little busy. Please forgive me for being so remiss in not keeping you updated on my social status."
She laughed and said, "Don't have a cow, Max, I'm just giving you grief. Tom, is it? Tell me how you two met."
"Do I have to?"
"Well, Max obviously isn't going to, so yeah, it looks like it's up to you."
"Okay, Max went to Joey and Alex's foster parents yesterday to pick up the things left there. Max's case worker, Carol, thought there might be some problems, so she called me, I'm a sheriff's deputy, and another guy, Brian, who works with Carol, to help your brother. Good thing we were there, or you'd have probably ended up bailing Max out of the pokey. Since my sergeant gave me the rest of the afternoon off for my exemplary service, Max invited me to join the mini-celebration he had last night with the other boys' foster parents and Carol and Brian."
"Wait, you had a party last night and didn't invite me. You're a piece of work, dear brother."
"I'm sorry, Lee, things happened kinda fast Friday and yesterday." I relayed the details of how the boys ending up staying here instead of going back to their foster parents this afternoon.
"Wow, you've certainly had some weekend, Max. But next time you have a party, my name better be on the list of invitees."
"It will be, Lee, for sure. Thanks for understanding."
"Now, back to you, Tom. You met Max and the boys for the first time yesterday and you already feel comfortable enough to come back with an overnight bag? Explain, please."
"I plead the fifth, ma'am," he laughed.
"I'll handle this, Tom. Lee, you know how I've lived here the last 12 years and why I have the drive way sensor."
"Yeah, free as a bird. Wait, you didn't. Did you?"
"Yeah, we did. These four are naturals, apparently," I said, waving my hand in the direction of the boys. "They have no shame, not that they should. You can ask Carol about that. They'd be bare-assed right now if I'd let them. I've told them they have to wear at least underwear in this part of the house when other people are here. After everybody else left last night and it was just the six of us, they asked if Tom was other people or one of us. When I explained to Tom what they were asking and he finally decided he didn't care what they wore, they got off the bar stools, undressed right there in the kitchen, and climbed back up."
"Oh, man, I don't believe this."
"Believe it, sis. I'm not done yet, though. After they were sitting down again, Alex looked me straight in the eyes and said, `okay guys, your turn'. I told them I didn't think that was such a great idea, but they all said they weren't telling anyone, so Tom and I joined them."
"Jesus, Max, are you freakin' nuts? A gay man running around naked with four supposedly gay, naked young boys and another naked man who I assume is also gay. That agency's gonna' kill you if they find out about this."
"No, they're not, Lee. Carol was here just before you and I asked her about it to make sure it's not going to be an issue. She's fine with it and won't tell anyone else at the agency." I explained in further detail about Carol's sister and her wife and kid's life so she'd know who I was working with.
"Well, you sure got lucky with her, didn't you?"
"In more ways than one, Lee."
"Don't you think I've forgotten about you, Tom," she said as turned to face Tom again.
"Oh lord, I thought you were done with me," he laughed as he mockingly cowered behind me.
"Not by a long shot, bubba. Is my assumption about you being gay correct?"
"Yeah. Max and the boys are the first to know. Well, besides my sergeant, I guess. I still don't know how he knew. Oh, and my parents, of course."
"Well, Tom, I obviously don't have a problem with it, but you need to know I'm very protective of my younger brother, here, and I won't accept anyone playing with his emotions. It's taken him way too long to get comfortable with who he is to get screwed over by a lunatic."
"Not to worry, Lee. I've been hiding in the closet way too long myself. I'm ready to start living my life the way it was meant to be. After meeting your sweet and smart brother yesterday, everything just seemed to click. I know it seems sudden to others, but I feel like I've known Max my whole life."
"Good, just so long as we understand each other."
"We do, Lee. I promise I won't hurt anybody. I've waited too long to find someone like your brother to love. I'm not going to blow it."
"WHAT!!" I exclaimed.
"Okay, bad choice of words," he snorted, "I won't screw it up. Oops, did it again. Damn, I think I'll shut up now." Everyone was laughing hysterically.
"Good idea," I laughed.
Lee turned back to the boys and asked, "So, do you think you guys will like living here with Max? And, Tom, it looks like."
"You bet, Aunt Lee," answered Joey.
"We love it here," added Alex.
"Yeah, we're not leaving, ever," Mike threw in.
"I think we'll be just fine, Aunt Lee. We know Max loves us and we're pretty sure he's falling in love with Tom, too. We like Tom and I think it's great they've found each other," said T.J. as he added his two-cents to the conversation.
"Well, Max, you've got your work cut out for you, but I'm so happy for you. I don't envy you, but I'm happy. I'm happy for all of you. Yes, even you, Tom," she grinned.
"Well, miracles do happen. Praise be!" Tom exclaimed.
"Now, what are you going to do about mom and dad?" Lee asked looking at me.
"Boys, now might be a good time to go watch TV in the twins' room."
"But we want to talk with Aunt Lee."
"In a bit, please. Go." They grudgingly left the room and I called to their backs, "Thank you."
"What about your parents, Max," Tom asked. "You didn't say anything about your family last night, so I wasn't aware they were still around."
"What going on, bro, you trying to act like you don't have a family. I mean, mom and dad, I can kinda understand them, but me, your favorite sister, you can't tell your new family about me? Now, I'm hurt," she joked as she play-acted a pitiful pout.
"C'mon, sis, I've had bigger fish to fry this weekend. This has all happened so fast, I'm just now catching up myself." I turned to Tom and added, "Let's just say our loving (cough, cough) parents and the Mueller's could be bosom buddies and leave well enough alone. I want to move forward with life, not dwell in the past."
"Max, I'm so sorry, I had no clue."
"I know, Tom, and it's my fault for not saying anything. They were furious when I came out to them. They said there's no way in hell their only son was a queer. I told them `I guess you don't have a son, then', and walked out."
"Ouch."
"Yeah, it wasn't a pretty scene, Tom," Lee said.
"Well, we haven't really talked much since then, but I called them this morning to let them know I was adopting four sweet boys and they were going to be grandparents."
"Didn't go well, I take it."
"Not at all. I thought maybe their frozen hearts had thawed a bit, but no such luck with that. I told them, flat out, that they would not be allowed to have anything to do with the boys until they changed their attitude and slammed the phone down. God, I was pissed."
"I'm sorry, Max. My parents were the same way, at first, but they've slowly come around and at least now we're talking again. Maybe yours will, too."
"How long did it take them, Tom," Lee asked.
"I first told them in 2012, when I was 23, so 4½ years."
"Shit, you're only 27? You weren't kidding when you said you wanted me to adopt you, were you? You're still a damn kid."
"Thanks, Max, I try," he laughed. "I've always said you have to get older, but you don't have to grow up. By the way, how old are you?"
"34," I answered.
Lee started laughing hysterically and we both looked at her in surprise. "Wait just a dang minute, you two. You're telling me you spent an evening together, naked no less, and you had no clue how old each other was? That's a hoot!"
"I guess it didn't seem that important, sis."
"It wasn't to me, either, Max. I just felt a connection with you that I've never felt with any other person, male or female. From the very first moment we met in the Mueller's driveway."
"I felt it too, Tom. We're obviously on the same wavelength."
"That's good to know."
"Well, I'm glad you two found each other. And that you found the boys, Max. They are so sweet and special. Your life is going to change in so many ways, you have no idea. Is there anything I can do to help you out?"
"Can't think of anything at this moment, Lee, unless you can bring mom and dad into the 21st century. Think you could swing that?"
"Yeah, right, you don't want much."
"I had to try, didn't I? The only thing I'd like to ask is if you'd be available for babysitting services if I need some? If you don't mind hanging out with four boys in birthday suits."
"You bet. I'd love to spend time with my nephews. I like the sound of that, `my nephews'," she smiled. "They can wear whatever they want or don't want, I'll deal with it, I dealt with you growing up, didn't I? I think I'll remain dressed, though, I don't want to scare them to death," she joked. "Hopefully, someday, they'll be able to know their grandparents. I'll do what I can with them, you know that. And while Tom, here, thinks I'm a miracle worker, there are limits to my powers." We all had good laugh with that comment.
"Thanks, Lee, you're the best sister a man could have."
"And don't you forget it. Well, guys, I'm gonna' get out of your way and let you enjoy your evening. I can't wait to get home and tell the hubby your good news, Max. I tried to get him to come with me, but the Bulls were playing this afternoon and he wouldn't leave the damn house. Tom, it was a pleasure to meet you, I think you'll be good for Max. Let me say goodbye to the boys and I'm outta here. Then, you can all get comfy."
"Boys, you can come back out now, Aunt Lee is leaving," I called down the hall.
They came running down the hall and surprisingly still had on their shorts and shirts.
"I thought she was gonna' stay longer," Joey complained.
"Don't worry, guys, she'll be back. She's even agreed to babysit if I need her."
"Cool, we'd like that," Alex said.
"She's even approved you guys being nude when she's here."
"Even better," said T.J., "we hate having to wear clothes."
"We'll be just fine, won't we boys?" Lee asked.
"Yeah, Aunt Lee," Mike said, "And we promise we'll be good."
"I know you will. Now, give me hug so I can get home and fix supper for me and my husband." The normal five-way hug ensued as I got Lee's coat for her. She kissed my cheek, then surprised Tom with a kiss on his cheek, too. "Y'all be good. Maybe next time, Carl can join me. He'll love you guys. You, too, Tom," she added as she patted Tom's cheek.
Tom blushed as Lee walked out the door. As I closed the door, he leaned in and gave me hug that squeezed the air out of lungs. "What was that for, Tom?"
"Do I need a reason to hug you? Besides just being the good man you are?"
"No, I guess not. You have my permission to give me a hug whenever you want to." I turned to tell the boys to get ready for supper only to see four bare behinds turning the corner down the hall to their rooms. Tom and I chuckled and I said, "I think we're behind the times, Tom. Why don't we take your bag to my room and we'll join them?"
"Best thing I've heard all day, Max. Lead the way."
I led the way down the hall, removing my shirt in the process and I was unbuttoning my shorts as we reached to doorway to my bedroom. As I turned into the room, I could see that Tom had his shirt in his hand and was kicking his pants towards the bed.
"You in a hurry, big guy?"
"I'll tell you what Max, after spending last night out here, I was itching to beat hell all day. Every time I turned, my clothes were binding me up. I hated every minute of it and couldn't wait to get here this afternoon so I could get comfortable with you and the boys."
"I'm glad you're here, too. I missed having you around today. Although the morning wasn't too much fun, the afternoon made up for it. What do you think of Lee?"
"She's funny. And cute, too. If I wasn't gay, I consider making a run at her," he laughed and I joined him. "Seriously, though, I like her a lot. I like her attitude on life, too, live and let live. That's the way it should be for everybody."
"I agree. Shall we go see if the boys are hungry?"
"Yes, let's. I know I am, I didn't get a lunch today and I'm starving."
"Busy day?"
"Not too bad, there was just never a good time to take a break."
We got back to the living room to find the boys sitting at the bar counter with hunger written all over their faces. "Ready for supper, I take it?" Nods all around. "This is going to sound weird, but how do y'all feel about waffles for supper? I had planned on having them for breakfast, but didn't want to cook."
"Yeah!!" echoed through the house.
"Okay, while I get the syrup made and the waffle batter mixed, will you guys set the table, please, and Tom, can you retrieve the waffle iron?"
The boys got busy and Tom said, "I would if I could, Max, but I ain't got a clue where you keep stuff."
"Bottom, right cabinet over there."
"Thanks." After a moment's digging, "Got it. Anywhere particular you want it set up?"
"Wherever you can find an empty outlet, Tom."
"Got it, Max. So, you make your own syrup?"
"Yep. One of the few useful things I got from my dad. 2 cups of sugar, 1 brown and 1 regular, a cup of water and a teaspoon of maple flavor. Let it simmer a bit and you've got a pretty decent syrup. We have so many people here now, I'll double it so we have some left over."
Joey came over and said "Table's set, Max. Take a look and see if we missed anything."
I inspected their work and commented, "The only thing I think you missed is the butter."
Alex called out, "I got it."
We were soon ready to eat and sat down to a breakfast for supper. The boys and Tom loved it. Apparently, none of them had ever had breakfast for supper before. I guess there's a first time for everything, and if I had my way, it wouldn't be the last. When we were done eating, the boys cleaned up the table and had all the dishes rinsed and stacked in the sink while I cleaned the syrup pan and Tom put the waffle iron away.
"Boy, that was easy. I could get used to having all this extra help. You guys did a great job. How about we get your hang-up things put away real quick? I'll help Joey and Alex and Tom can help T.J. and Mike. Then we can relax for a bit before we go for a swim. Sound like a plan?"
"Works for us, Max." Alex said.
"Yeah, I wanna swim," yelled Mike.
"Okay, let's go. You don't mind helping these two, do ya'?"
"No problem, man. Gotta start doing my part around here."
Tom, Mike and T.J. turned into their room while Joey, Alex and I headed to theirs. I gave the room a quick inspection and said, "You've done a good job, boys. The room looks great. Where's the stuff that needs to go in the closet?"
"We laid it in there already, we just couldn't reach the hangers."
"I'll hand you the hangers, you put the clothes on them and I'll hang `em back up. We'll have this done in a jiffy." Alex and Joey worked right along with me and we soon had everything put away. "Where'd you guys put everything else?" They took me around the room, opening and closing drawers and cabinets until I'd seen everything. "You did a great job. Sometime tomorrow, we'll sit down and go through your clothes and figure out what new things you need. We'll make a list for all four of you and then we can go get some of it in the afternoon."
"That sounds great, Max. All our stuff was starting to get small and the Mueller's didn't like to take us shopping. They said it was too much hassle."
"Well, you don't have worry about them any longer, do you?"
"No, thank god." They both wrapped me in a hug. I felt a little awkward, being nude and getting hugged by two nude boys. Their heads were barely above my waist and I could feel their breath about to start a disturbance below the waist.
"Let's go check on the others," I said, breaking up the hug and heading for the door. We headed to Mike and T.J.'s room and, when we got there found, Tom and Mike sitting on the bed, crying their eyes out, with T.J. kneeling on the bed behind them, holding their shoulders. I went to them, knelt in front of Mike, took his hands in mine and asked, "Hey, what's wrong, little guy?"
Tom answered, "We were talking while putting their things in the closet and Mike told me why he's here. I just don't understand how parents can do that to that to their own kids."
I sat next to Mike and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, "Mike, I'm sorry you had to go through that, but you're safe now. You're here, with me, your new brothers and your Uncle Tom. We all love you and won't ever let anyone hurt you again." I brushed the hair off his forehead and he looked at me with tear-filled eyes. "I promise, okay."
"Yeah, I know, but I still hate my mom and dad for what they did to me."
"I know you do, but you don't have to worry about them anymore. Okay?"
"Okay, thanks, I love you guys, too," he sniffled.
I looked back to Tom and said to him, "C'mon, Tom, you, of all people, should know how low some people can be."
"Yeah, I know, I see it almost every day, but it still pisses me off. I just don't get it, what the hell is wrong with people?"
"I don't know, but if I did, I sure try to figure out some way to make it stop. The important thing is, Mike is here now and his parents can't hurt him ever again."
"Good thing, otherwise, their bodies wouldn't be found, ever."
"So, how did these two do with their organizing?"
Tom wiped his eyes dry on his arm and answered, "Pretty good, Max. They split the dresser, each taking one side, all their toys and other stuff are in the cabinets over there and their other things are all hanging up in the closet now. They were great help in getting that done."
"Great. Mike, T.J., tomorrow we'll go through your clothes and see what needs to be replaced. Then tomorrow afternoon, we'll all go shopping to get all of you what you need. I sure hope Herb shows up early with the rental car. Can't go shopping with and for four boys in the Shelby."
"What about me, Max, you just gonna' leave me here?"
"Oh, I forgot you had tomorrow off, don't you?"
"Thank the lucky stars, yes."
"Then you are most definitely coming with us to help run herd. Can you bring your cuffs with you?" I laughed.
"Hey, that ain't funny, Max," Joey fairly screamed.
"I know, Joey, I'm sorry. Well, let's head to the living room for a minute. I have one more thing I'd like to talk about before we jump in the pool." As we headed out the living room, I could hear the boys whispering, `any idea what this about', `not a clue', `guess we'll know soon'. Once the boys were all sitting on the couch and Tom and I had taken a seat on the table in front of them, I started, "Okay, boys, I know on Friday night, I asked for you to call me Max. And for the weekend, that seemed okay, but since it now seems you're all going to be here for a long time, I'm re-thinking that."
"You don't want us to call you Max, no more?" asked Alex.
"I don't know, boys, what do you think?"
"You are adopting us, aren't you? That means you're going to be our dad for real, right?"
"That's exactly what it means, Joey."
"Well, can we start calling you dad, then?" asked T.J.
"I'm going to leave that up to you. I'd consider it an honor. What do you think Mike?"
"I'm gonna' do it, I don't ever want to be reminded of my real dad, again."
"What about you three?"
"Yeah!" they cheered. "But what about Tom. What should we call him?" T.J. asked.
"Well, Tom?" I asked as I turned to face him. "What say you?"
"Well, I think dad might be rushing things a little bit, even though I hope that's where we all end up. What do you guys think about Uncle Tom. At least until we're sure where things end up."
"That's cool. Uncle Tom. Yeah, I can get used to that." Alex said.
"Okay, now that that's all settled, what say we jump in the pool?"
"Lead the way, dad, you've got the key." Joey said.
I patted my hips where pockets would normally be had I been dressed. "Whoops, it seems I left them in my other pair of pants," I joked. "Be right back. You guys grab towels from the laundry room for us and I'll meet you back here." While I grabbed the keys from my bedroom, the boys got towels for all six of us. "Okay, let's go."
"Uh, Max, I think we'll wait right here where it's warm while you get the door unlocked. Once you have the door unlocked, we'll be right behind you."
"Fine, just be that way you wimps. A little cold never hurt anyone." I headed on out and once the pool shelter door was open, the others made a mad dash from the house to minimize their time in the cold. I closed the door behind me once they were all inside. The boys ran straight for the warmth of the pool and jumped in while Tom and I headed for slightly deeper water. We slipped in the water and leaned against the wall, just watching the boys have fun.
After about 20 minutes, Mike swam over to us, "C'mon you two, get over here and let's play."
"Okay, munchkin, we're right behind you." Mike swam away while Tom and I followed. Once the three of us had rejoined the others, Tom and I were instantly smothered by four laughing boys. We spent then half-hour tossing and dunking the boys and just generally having a great time. My shoulder was starting to develop a severe ache from tossing boys, so I begged off any more.
Joey, Alex and T.J. wanted me to see how they were doing with floating on their backs and while providing some minor assistance, I noticed all three were aroused. Following my own rules, I said nothing about it, but I had to admire their lack of concern at being erect in front of Tom and me. While I was helping those three, Mike was showing Tom how he could swim the width of the pool by doing laps for a while.
When he finally stopped to take a break, Tom waded over to Mike's resting spot on the step and said, "You swim very well, Mike. Did you teach yourself?" Mike told Tom about the lessons at the trailer park. "Well, young man, you learned your lessons well. You should be proud of yourself."
Mike fairly leapt out of the water and wrapped his arms around Tom in a giant hug. "Thanks, Uncle Tom, I wish my real mom and dad could have been as nice as you."
"I wish they could have been, too, but not everyone is nice. But, you're here, now, with three brothers, a dad and an uncle who all love you very much and we'll all make sure nobody can hurt you ever again."
"I know, I wish I'd always lived here," Mike cried.
"Don't cry, buddy, now you can have everything you could have ever wanted."
"I know, that's why I'm crying, `cause I'm so happy."
"Well, that's a good thing, isn't it?"
"The bestest, Uncle Tom. I love you."
"I love you too little guy. Don't you ever forget that."
I had waded over to see what was going on and heard the tail end of the conversation. I was starting to tear up myself and had to turn away and duck my head underwater to have a reason for a wet face. "C'mon, guys, let hit the showers and have a snack. Then we can watch another movie before we go to bed." Mike let go of Tom's neck and joined the other three in the crush to grab a towel and dry off before making the dash to the house. Tom and I lingered a moment as they took off.
"You're a good man, Tom. I'm so glad you're the one Carol called yesterday. Remind me to thank her for that someday."
"You'll have to get in line, bubba. I got first dibs on that."
We entered the kitchen and I told Tom, "Why don't you go hop in the shower while I get their snack ready?"
"Aren't you going to wash off the chlorine? I don't want to watch a movie sitting next to a guy who stinks like a laundry room," he laughed.
"I will, but I'll let you go first."
"What's with this `first' crap, Max? Isn't your shower big enough for two people at the same time?"
"Sure it is, I just thought you'd like to go first."
"Oh, no you don't, c'mon, get your skinny butt in here." Tom led the way to my bathroom, although the way things were going, I was going to have start calling it `our' bathroom. I stopped just long enough to lock the door and once the water was running and warm, we climbed in together. I'd never, in my life, taken a shower with another person, except for after P.E. in school and I sure didn't remember those showers being as nice as this one.
Tom asked me to wash his back, so I grabbed the soap and started working at his shoulders. I moved on down his back, making sure I hit every nook and cranny. I stopped when I reached his waist and started to hand him the soap so he could wash the rest himself. He looked over his shoulder and pleaded, "Oh, please don't stop. There's a lot more that needs to be cleaned and I'm really enjoying this." I knelt behind him, soap in hand, and started at his ankles, moving slowly up his muscular legs.
When I reached his ass, he slowly bent at the waist and said, "Make sure you wash everything, please." I gently massaged the beautiful globes before me and I gently slid my fingers into the dividing cleft. When my fingers slid across his pucker, Tom inhaled sharply and moaned deeply. Just as I was about to stand up, he turned to face me and I was staring directly at the most beautiful, and hard, cock I'd ever seen. Damn, I thought he was large when flaccid, but when erect, he was a sight to behold. I stood and started to hand him the soap again.
He looked directly into my eyes, "Now, wash the front please." I complied, starting at his shoulders again and worked my way down his hairy chest to his waist, paying particular attention to his dark quarter-sized nipples on the way. I then knelt again and worked my way up from his ankles, my eyes never leaving the prize at the center of his body, jutting straight out from a thick, dark patch of hair. I gently cupped his balls with one hand and began washing and started stroking his staff with the other. Tom's breathing was getting more rapid and ragged the more I washed. In no time, I felt his balls pull up and his cock started pulsing, shooting his load all over my face and body. His entire body was twitching convulsively with the orgasm.
"Oh, my God, Max. That was the most intense feeling I've ever had," he whispered in my ear as he leaned on my shoulder. "I have waited so fucking long for this I don't want it to end, ever."
"You wish is my command, Tom. I'm glad I'm the one to make you feel like that." I held out the hand holding the soap and said, "Now, I believe somebody owes me."
"Damn right, I do." Tom took the soap from me and had me turn around. His bathing of me followed the course I had taken with him and when his fingers brushed past my anus, I involuntarily shivered at the light touch. He tapped my ass and told me to turn around, which I did. He stood and started at my shoulders, just as I'd done to him. By the time he'd worked his way up my legs and grabbed my hardness, I was fairly aching for release. He gently wrapped a soap-slickened hand around me and began stroking. I couldn't hold back and within six strokes, I was ejecting semen like Old Faithful. I have no clue how I remained standing, but I somehow managed it. Tom stood, face and chest covered with ejaculate.
"Uh," I started, "I think somebody needs another bathing."
"Not on your life, Max, another right now would kill me."
"Well, we can't have that, but what a way to die."
"No shit. I know we've only known each other a little over 24 hours, Max, and I hope I'm not pushing you into things you're not ready for, but I think I love you."
"Trust me, Tom, the feelings are 100% mutual. And you're not pushing me into anything. If I didn't want this, you wouldn't be here right now. Again, remind me to thank Carol for calling you to help yesterday."
"Why don't we thank her together?"
"You're right, of course. I see a steak dinner in the near future for her. Now, we better get the hell out of here and take care of that snack we promised the boys." When we returned to the kitchen, we were greeted by the smirking faces of four cute, young lads. We both blushed from head to toe from the embarrassment of getting caught.
"And just where have you two been?" asked Alex.
"We took a shower just like you did. It takes us longer since we're bigger than you are."
"Yeah, right, likely story, dad," laughed Joey.
"Taking a shower together is lot of fun, isn't it," T.J. asked.
"We plead the fifth, boys," Tom answered.
"S'okay," from Mike. "I really like taking a shower with T.J. He teaches me a lot of really neat things in there."
"I can only imagine. Now, about that snack, you want popcorn again to munch during the movie?"
"Sure, Alex and I will get drinks."
"I got the bowls," said T.J.
"Mike, why don't you make sure we still have towels on our seats?"
"Be right back." And off he scooted to the theater only to come back and let us know our towels were still there.
"Perfect, you guys take the drinks and get settled. Tom and I will bring the popcorn when it's done." When they were gone, I turned to Tom and said, "Boy, were we just busted or what?"
"Guilty as hell and not a damn bit sorry about it, either."
"Funny, neither am I. Guess there's no real reason to hide it, it. I know Joey and Alex are enjoying themselves and from what Mike just said, I have to assume T.J. has decided to show him a few things, too."
"No doubt about it, Max. I don't see why they should be the only ones here having fun, do you? It's only fair we should enjoy ourselves, too, don't you think?"
"Absolutely. Well, let's get the popcorn and get the show started." We headed to the theater and while Tom handed out the popcorn bowls to the munchkins, I retrieved the next Star Wars movie and got it started. The boys were really liking the movies and Tom and I were enjoying spending time together. When the movie ended tonight, all four boys had fallen asleep in their recliners. We moved Alex and Joey first, and once they were tucked in bed, we repeated the process with T.J. and Mike. Once all four were snoozing away, Tom and I cleaned up the dishes and retreated to what was now our bedroom. After we entered the room, I closed the door, then Tom and I pulled down the covers. Tom lay down and rested his head on the pillows, then reached for the covers.
But I sat down facing him and crossed my legs. Tom gave me a puzzled look and I said, "Sit up, Tom, we need to talk."