Date: Sun, 27 Apr 2003 18:03:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: No Label <zero78245d@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Donny - Chapter 29

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Donny - Chapter 29


    Saturday morning was clear and hot.  Dad and I spent part of the
morning erecting a big open-sided awning that would provide some shade for
the south Texas sun.  We then moved some picnic tables underneath and set
up a couple of box fans to move the air.  Besides the Bowens, we had
invited Doctor Bob and Buddy out for steak and beans.  Dad had made a
couple tons of potato salad on Friday so we were pretty set for the main
meal.  For drinks Dad had a keg iced down (for the adults, of course) and a
fifty-five gallon drum full of soda and ice for the kids.

    Doctor Bob was the first to arrive around eleven.  He saw the keg and
immediately called his service to transfer emergencies to another doctor.
The Bowens were next in a big motor home.  Guess with seven kids you need
someplace to put them all.  Buddy called and said he was running late, but
would try to get there by two.  That was fine because we didn't really plan
on eating until three or so.  And there were plenty of munchies to keep the
kids at bay until then.

    Since it was a coed group Dad had said suits would be worn in the pool
today, so I was hoping that both Chet and Curt would wear speedoes.  I was
really interested in seeing what Curt had.

    Suppose I better introduce the Bowen clan.  You have met Cod (dad),
about 6'3" and chest must have been ten feet around, brown and brown like
all the kids.  Phyl (mom), like I said before, was short and heavy, but the
biggest smile I've ever seen.  Curt (17) was built like his dad.  Turned
out he was a wrestler on varsity at school in the unlimited class.  Then
there's Patty (18), pretty for a girl with good sized headlights; Paula
(14) who wasn't far behind her sister; identical twins Carl and Cameron
(13) who looked good enough to eat; and Penny (11), the baby of the family.

    Cod asked Dad if he could run an electric line from the house to the
motor home to keep it cool since it looked like no one was going to be
driving that night.  After Dad said sure, Chet, Curt and I were assigned
the task of running the line and making sure the AC was on inside.  Man,
that sure was something inside.  Looked like a luxury apartment.  Even had
two bedrooms!

    Once we were finished I decided it was swim time.  "Come guys, get your
suits.  Let's go swimming."

    Chet turned red.  "Ah, Donny.  I told them about the rules for the
swimming pool."

    "Huh?"

    "You know, no suits?"

    "But the girls..."

    Phyl busted out laughing.  "They won't see anything they haven't seen
before.  Go on now."

    I looked at Dad with hope that at least he would lay down the law.

    "Well, if Phyl and Cod don't mind, then I see nothing wrong with it."

    Thanks, Dad.

    "But...but..."

    Phyl put her arm around my waist.  "Don't worry, Donny.  My girls are
used to boys and their sudden physical...ah...difficulties.  They'll
probably giggle and point the first time, but after that it won't matter.
Go have fun."

    "Er...ah...uh, okay."  My face was so red I could feel the heat from
it.

    Chet grabbed my arm and took off for the pool house.  "Come on.  We'll
get in quick before the girls know what's happening."

    "Uh...uh."

    Curt grabbed my other arm and they took off.  I don't think my feet hit
the ground more than once or twice before we were inside the pool house.

    "Quick.  Get undressed.  The girls are coming!"

    "Oh, shit!"  I don't think I ever undressed that fast before.  We
slammed through the shower room running through the spray, then straight
into the pool.  I didn't even take the time to check out Curt or the twins!

    We started a game of tag that quickly turned into dick tag.  Then the
doors from the shower room opened and the girls came out.  I tried not to
stare, honest.  But Patty took my breath away.  She looked like a model
that you see in the magazines, only with no clothes on.  The first naked
girl I had ever seen.  I mean, yeah, I had seen pictures, and knew the
physical differences.  But man, this was live!  In the flesh!  Wow!  And
Paula too!  You could see everything!

    A smack in the back of the head and another on my dick brought me back
to my senses.

    "You're it!"  Chet grinned in my face.

    So I took off after Curt.  Caught him pretty quick because he was
laughing so hard at the look on my face.

    "Oow, dick tag.  Can we join?"  I looked at Patty with the question
written all over my face.  How?  "Think, Donny.  What do girls have hanging
around since we don't have a penis?"

    "Ah..."  Oh shit.  Does that mean I am supposed to touch their...
"What about Penny?  She..."

    "She probably won't play anyway.  So don't worry."  With that, Patty
slapped my dick, "You're it!" and took off.

    It took a while, but soon I was chasing the girls as much as the guys.
Then we played war.  Penny was on Curt's shoulders, Carl on Patty's, Chet
carried Paula, and I got Cam's four inch rod poking the back of my head.
It made for a pretty even battle, but Carl and Patty finally won.

    We were all pretty tired by that time and climbed out of the pool to
lay on the cool, wet tile surrounding the pool.  Suddenly, I realized that
there was more than one sex present and I turned red again, and stayed on
my belly.  The twins and Penny sat Indian style, Curt on his back, Patty
and Paula grabbed pool chairs, and Chet laid next to me with his head on my
back. Damn, for a straight guy, he sure acts touchy-feely.

    Patty looked and Chet and I.  "I'm sure glad Chet found a friend.  I
thought he was going to mope around forever."

    "Huh?"  My intelligent contribution.

    "Since we moved here Chet hasn't made friends with anyone until you.  I
know he misses Jason a lot."

    "Aw, sis.  Knock it off, will ya?"

    "Now Chet.  You know that's true.  You haven't done anything the past
year and a half."

    "Was I really that bad?"

    Curt lifted his head.  "Like a puppy dog without his bone."

    Chet blushed.  "I'm sorry."

    Paula popped up.  "It's okay, bro.  Now you're all better."  She
grinned at me.

    I had to ask. "Ah, so how come you all...ah, aren't bothered about
being naked?"

    Curt rolled over.  "Seems like every year we go to some campground or
another.  We have just grown up seeing each other.  No big deal."  He
reached underneath himself to reposition his soft six-incher.

    No big deal!  Maybe for them!  But I 'm not used to this.

    Paula chimed in, "Yeah.  And besides, there are only two different
kinds of bodies, so if you don't know what the opposite sex looks like,
you're hurting."

    "Yeah, but..."

    "Think about it, Donny."  Patty interrupted.  "You are either a boy or
a girl.  Most of the body is pretty much the same, just a few differences
here and there.  And half the differences are on the inside so you can't
even see them."

    I turned to Curt.  "So how do you control yourself?"

    "You don't.  Any guy who says he can stop himself from getting an
erection is fooling you.  Sure, some can control it better by thinking
about other things, but as soon as the stimulation that started the process
returns, there is nothing you can do.  But after a while, when you get used
to seeing naked bodies, then it takes something besides nudity to get your
motor running."

    "Like what?"

    Chet spoke up, "Like thinking about what you want to do with that naked
body."  He laughed, and he started to bone.  "Like now."

    "Oh shit, Chet.  Shut up."  Carl piped in.  "Now see what you started?"
Both Carl and Cam were sporting matching stiffies.

    I looked at Patty and Paula and they were smiling.  But they didn't
seem really bothered by the suddden display of manhood around them.

    "It's not fair."  I said.  "Girls aren't as obvious."

    Patty smiled even wider.  "Maybe not as obvious, but if you are
observant, you can tell when a girl gets turned on."

    "oh, how?"

    Patty turned to Paula.  "Should we tell this little boy our secrets?"

    "Nah, let him figure it out for himself."

    Patty looked at me and shrugged.  "Guess you lose.  Maybe Chet or Curt
will enlighten you later.  Come on Paula, Penny.  Let's go get something to
drink."

    All three girls left through the shower room doors.  I couldn't take my
eyes of Paula's ass the whole time.  But I realized that it wasn't lust on
my mind, it was just curiosity.

    Cam spoke up, "I guess it's girl talk time."

    Curt answered, "Or they are just giving Donny some time to think about
it."

    "Well, whatever.  Now it's just us boys.  We can have fun now."  And
with that Cam jumped on my back.  If Chet hadn't moved quickly he would
have been smashed under Cam.

    I could feel Cam's rod poking my cheeks.  That caused mine to quickly
stiffen.  Cam giggled in my ear.  "Wanna do something?"

    Curt frowned.  "Knock it off Cam.  This is all new shit for Donny, and
he may not appreciate your little games.  Go play with Carl."

    Cam pouted a moment, then brightened again.  "Okay."  He proceeded to
slither over to Carl on the damp floor and dove into his lap.  Shit, is he
doing what I think he's doing?  What it looks like he is doing?

    "Damn, Cam.  You have a one track mind." Curt growled.

    "Let him go, Curt.  It feels good...real good." grinned Carl as he
straightened his legs and leaned back.  "Go for it, Cam.  Mmmm, so good."

    Are the twins gay?  Or is this part of their relieving tension?  Who
cares?

    "I'm sorry, Donny.  Sometimes those two just can't control themselves."
Curt mumbled.

    Hmmm.  Was he getting turned on by the twins display?  Yep, I could see
that his dick was starting to waken.  I glanced at Chet and he was already
hard as steel.  I looked up to his face, and he grinned.  I raised my
eyebrows in question and he grinned even more.  So I reached over and grasp
his tool.

    Curt got a surprised look.  "Oh, I guess your cool then."  He had now
reached full extension.

    I nodded.  "Yeah.  Come here.  Looks like you need some stress relief."

    Curt chuckled and moved over next to Chet so I could handle both with
ease.

    Chet commented, "Talking about bodies and boners always gets me horny."

    "A stiff wind gets you horny, Chet.  That feels good, Donny.  Here, you
need some help too.  Stretch out between us with your feet to our heads."

    So I lay on the floor between these two brown haired gods and while I
pumped their pistons, Curt worked my rod and Chet fondled my balls.  I was
in heaven!

    It wasn't long before all five of us needed to hit the showers.  We
didn't feel any stress about though, hehe.

    When we finished our showers and dressed, Cam and Carl took off for my
room to play the PS2.  As they went streaking by the adults, Dad yelled
"Food in fifteen minutes so keep it short."

    I saw that Buddy had arrived.  Strange to see him without his uniform
or gun.  "Hey Buddy!  where's your gun?"

    "In the trunk of the car.  Guns and beer don't mix."  Buddy laughed.
"Neither does driving so your Dad has a house full tonight."

    "All right!" and Chet and I high-fived.

    We soon all sat down and feasted.  Dad and Cod really outdid themselves
cooking those steaks.  Mmm mmm.

    Phyl stood up after eating and said, "There are more men than women
here, so the men get clean up.  Besides, I need to have a chat with the
newest member of my family."

    I looked around but didn't see anybody new there.

    "Come on, Donny.  Let's you and I have a chat out of this heat.  Bring
your soda."  Phyl wrapped her arm around my waist and led me to their motor
home.

    Oh shit.  Wonder if she knows what happened by the pool?  Shit.  Am I
in trouble?

    Phyl motioned to the tiny table, "Have a seat Donny.  And no, you're
not in trouble."

    "But...uh, okay.  But you said..."

    "That's right, I said newest member of my family.  If you and Chet are
going to be the kind of friends he is hoping for, then you will be part of
the family."

    "Oh.  Well, I don't know about Chet, but I really like him.  It seemed
like we just clicked the first time we met."

    "That's what Chet said too.  He said something inside told him that you
would be a real good friend.  So I think he has found his replacement."

    "Huh?  Replacement?  What do you mean?"

    "Chet used to have a friend named Jason that he was very close to.
When he lost Jason, it took a lot out of him."

    "Lost him?  How did he lose him?"

    "Jason and his parents were on the second airplane into the towers on
9-11."

    "Oh, shit.  Oops, sorry."

    Phyl laughed.  "That's okay Donny.  That's what I said when I heard
too.  And it hit Chet real hard also.  I was beginning to wonder if maybe I
would have to do something drastic to get him out of his funk."

    "Drastic?"

    "Yeah, like intensive therapy or something.  But you are better than
therapy.  Thank you."

    "Er, okay."

    "You have probably noticed that Chet doesn't act like normal kids your
age."

    "Yeah, but pardon me for saying, but your whole family doesn't act
normal."

    Phyl laughed again.  "Good.  That's the way I want it.  I try to raise
my kids to be open and honest, speak their mind, and not follow societies
whims."

    "That's for sure."

    Phyl was laughing so hard that her face turned red.

    "Ah, Phyl?  Can I ask you a question about Chet?  I mean, he acts so
different, even from his brothers and sisters."

    "Yes.  Chet is special.  You have probably noticed that he is very
demonstrative."

    "Huh?"

    "He shows his feelings very openly.  If he likes you then you will know
it, and if he doesn't, watch out."

    "Yeah.  But he touches me, like all the time."

    Phyl frowned.  "And you don't want him to?  I'll speak to him about
that."

    "No, no.  I like it.  But, you know, it's strange."

    "Are you trying to say you think Chet is gay?"

    "No.  He told me he is straight.  But he sure acts gay sometimes."

    "Donny, like I said, Chet is special.  He is one of those unique people
that almost requires physical closeness, especially with people he likes.
But if it bothers you..."

    "No, that's not what I mean.  I mean, I like it.  But it is different.
No, I mean I have never met anyone like that, except..."

    Yeah, come to think of it.  Chet and Dad both are like that.  At least
with me.

    "Donny, look at me.  You are talking about your dad, aren't you.  Tom?"

    "Yeah.  It just hit me right now.  That is how Dad is too."

    "See then?  It's not so different, is it?  And obviously, you accept
it."

    It was like a warm wave of water flowing over me.  "Yeah."

    "Donny, I want to ask you a personal question.  May I?"

    "Sure."

    "I already know your background.  Your case file came across my desk a
few months ago, before I knew that you and Chet would be friends.  I know
it was yours because how many fifteen year old Japanese-American boys are
there in this area of Texas in the system.  I'm just telling you this so
you will know that I know more about you than you probably expected."

    "Uh, okay."  At least I won't have to tell her my life history then.

    "Donny, you and your dad, your new dad, have a very good relationship."

    "Yeah, he's the greatest.  And he understands me too."

    "I can tell.  You both love each other very much.  But there's more to
it than that, isn't there.  More than a father and a son."

    My face must have reflected the sudden panic I felt in my gut because
Phyl grabbed my hands in a strong grip, holding me from following the
strong desire to run.

    "Wha..what do you mean?"

    Phyl's face didn't look accusing.  No, more concerned. But she also
looked at me like she was looking into my head.  Surely she couldn't see...


TBC