Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2005 19:04:13 +0200 From: hadjo Subject: Harry-22 English is not my native language, so please have some consideration... Chapter 21 ended with: Harry and Nicky wanted to sleep together in John's room so John would sleep with me tonight, at least officially. We went upstairs, I took a quick shower and we all went to bed after a couple of very big and warm hugs. Harry and Nicky already with their arms around each other, Jason and Carl blushing and carrying the precious box of Kleenex with them. John nestled himself against me with his pecker proudly poking into my thigh and that's the last thing I remembered until the next morning when the sun shining through the curtains woke me up with a softly snoring John next to me. Chapter 22. I opened my eyes and looked at my little friend next to me, his arm draped around my waist and softly snoring with an expression on his face of pure bliss. God, I loved that boy with all my heart! Carefully I put my nose in his hair and inhaled the scent of pure Boy. The door opened and two pairs of eyes furtively peeked through the crack. When they saw I was awake they stormed in. "Attack of the creepy gypsy invaders!" "Attack of the nickering dragon knights!" John opened his eyes, groaned and tried to disappear beneath my right arm under the blankets. In vain, the boys pulled the blankets away and nestled themselves on my stomach, giggling and fighting for the best place. I got a big smack on my left cheek and a very wet kiss on my right cheek while two pairs of small arms tried to suffocate me. "Morning dad!" "Morning pop. What's for breakfast?" John growled at them and turned around showing us his back, trying to get some more sleep. Again the door opened and two slightly bigger boys furtively peeked through the crack. When they saw I already had a lot of company they hesitantly entered the room, trying to cover their nakedness with their hands. "What are you boys doing? Can we come in too?" "Of course you can. Help us attacking dad for he has to fetch us breakfast first." They both neared the bed, still a bit unsure. I winked at them, trying to look desperate. "Jason, Carl, please help me to fight those creepy dragon invaders. They tried to suffocate me." Jason was the first one who entered the bed and in vain tried to pull Nicky off me. "Come on Nicker, leave that poor man alone! Apparently he's too old to fight you off himself." "WHAT? I'll prove to you I certainly am not too old to fight all of you. You asked for it..." I shove Harry and Nicky from my stomach, pulled Jason over and merciless tickled him until he nearly cried with laughter. "Stop! Carl, DO something! You are my best friend, so you have to help me out!" Suddenly Carl jumped on top of me and started to tickle me in the ribs. That was too much for my old body. I surrendered. "Ok, I give up. You are too strong for me." Carl stopped tickling but didn't leave my stomach. I threw my arms around him and he nearly melted into me, with a beaming face. "I wish you were my real dad..." A few moments later I was buried beneath a pile of five cuddling boys trying to get nearer to me. What a lovely way of passing away... We cuddled and talked until suddenly little Harry's stomach loudly protested and John laughing answered: "Yes, I totally agree with you!" John, Nicky and little Harry went to the shower pushing each other, while Jason and Carl wavered around my bed. "Pop, we made... can I call you pop please, just like Nicky?" "Of course you may call me pop Jason. What's the trouble?" "Well, I hope you aren't too mad at us... but we made quite a mess of the sheets. We tried to be careful, but..." He looked at me with a hint of fear in his eyes while Carl fiercely blushed and looked at his feet. "Boys, look at me... you NEVER have to be afraid of me. Do you understand? Never. And why should I be mad at you for something I sometimes do myself too?" "You mean, you and Harry? Or you and John? Really?" "Well... first, that's none of your business of course. And second, mostly it's me and my right hand." Carl sniggered and looked rather relieved, while Jason in turn fiercely blushed. "Please put the sheets in the hamper and get yourself clean sheets from the hallway cupboard." "Thanks pop, I love you. Come on Jason, let's join the shower before all the water is used." Little Harry and John cooked and again we all enjoyed a delicious meal. After a while Nicky and Jason went home accompanied by a rather hesitantly Carl to help their father with some chores. They promised to be back in the afternoon to start building the tree house. Little Harry and John went into the backyard to have a look at the pile of wood and to perform some measurements in advance. "Do you have a tape measure dad? And a piece of paper please? We want to make a provisional design." The rest of the morning they were busy deliberating and fabricating all sorts of designs, soon accompanied by Davey. Thomas showed up but went away after a while to play with some new friends he met the other day. At noon three hungry boys entered the house. "Do you have something to eat dad? We are starved... and now we have a really good design. Wait until Jason shows up!" In no time the pile of sandwiches was gone and they marched off to BJ's house to get hold of Jason, Carl and Nicky. Half an hour later they were back, panting. "We helped Jason's dad clearing the garage and put the garbage away. He wanted to sell the house within a few months, but we convinced him to wait until Jason is eighteen years old so he can live there together with Carl. He promised us to think it over." ------- Chapter 23 will follow in a while... I know, this time it's only a very short chapter. But I am rather busy at the moment and after that there's a vacation waiting. So I am afraid you will have to wait quite a while for the next time. Don't panic, I will be back. Just don't know when. Wish you all the good and we'll meet again. For the time being: why not try to write a story yourself???