Date: Thu, 6 Jul 2006 21:18:52 -0700 (PDT) From: T. Chase McPhee Subject: Nature Country 16 The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon persons in towns, cities, or governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most state and countries, you are not allowed to read this story by law. Check with your local laws regarding such. Sexual safety matters. This is fiction. Use protection in real life. `Got condom?' "Nature Country" 16 wriTten by T. Chase McPhee % When the front bell rang, Conner Matthews and Jim Faulkner didn't expect to find Maury. However, for their own sakes, it would have been a wise choosing, if they had a choice in the matter. Since palling around with Maury, the two high schoolers have reduced their living style to wearing the least amount of clothing, as necessary, around the house. "Yes?" Jim asks. "Let us in," Came the demanding voice. >From around the side of the house, came Maury. "Hmm... nice welcoming!" Conner and Jim then get Maury's meaning, looking down their bods. "Oh shit, Jim!" Coming to the door from the pool, the two realize they have no clothes on. "Nice looking guys. They the ones you've been telling me about, Maury?" "Yeah. Cute twinks, aren't they, Ricardo?" "Um.. yeah... sure they are." "By the way, Ricardo, you didn't answer my question." "Which one was that?" "Are you planning on staying at the nurse's dorm or take me up on my offer?" "I'm not sure." With his mind still on his first impressions, Conner and Jim, standing there with their cock and balls hanging out, water dripping down their almost smooth bods, the Latino replies, "Um, do they walk around like that all the time?" "Mostly. Get use to it. So do I!" Maury starts unbuttoning his shirt. "C'mon. Let's start with my swim therapy and you can get to know the guys." "Um, sure," Ricardo replies, moving slowpaced, more overwhelmed than anything. Reporting to the indoor swimming pool, Ricardo's crotch begins to tingle, as he sees two backsides floating in the pool. "Watch this," Maury tells him. Letting himself into the pool slowly, without a splash, he slowly moves over near Jim. He mouths the words, to Ricardo, `Watch this!' Lifting his hand high in the air, he brings his palm down hard, right onto Jim's ass. "Owwwwwwoooooooo!" Making a quick resurfacing, Jim croons to the tune of Maury's hand smacking his ass. Right away Maury starts backing off, running, Jim chasing him. "Hold it, hold it!" All three, in the pool, got the shock of their lives, as between Jim and Maury, Ricardo stands, arms stretched out, both hands straight out, as if stop signs, one planted on Maury's chest, the other on Jim's, right in the middle of his teen pecs. "Huh?" Jim and Maury say, simultaneously, dropping their vision from eye level to water level. Only, the water became too wavy to pick out any `under the sea' images. Ricardo cautions, "Isn't this the rough stuff that started this whole thing?" "Started what?" Maury questions. "Putting you in the hospital?" "That's right," Jim gasped. "But I'm fine now," Maury tries to say. Ricardo drop his arms. Conner and Jim gather round, as the two chat, following them to the shallow end. "Look Maury. I'm not going to fib to you. You've got to take it easy in the pool for now. Once you start to drop some weight, we can talk about some more pool activity." "But.. running in the pool. It's exercise, isn't it?" Conner and Jim are taking in everything Ricardo is saying, but mostly they take in the features the thirty-four year old is sporting. One raises eyebrows to the other, gazing at his crotch, the deflated 8.5c hanging down over the drenched, brown haired pubes and balls. Jim makes a sign to Conner, showing him some mischief he would like to impose. Conner lets on, in secret, silent manner, `do it'. To the two teen high schoolers, Ricardo is being a might too serious. "Oh!" Maury lets out a howl of laughter, as does Jim and Conner, of course after they ran away, drenching themselves. "He pulled my nip!" Ricardo says, not angry or anything, as he rubs over the left side of his mostly smooth chest. "Hee heee," Maury giggles, "they do that to me all the time. Not that you really minded, eh Ricardo?" "What do you mean?" All Maury had to do is look down, to prove his point, clearing his throat. "Oh. That..." then with a tinge of embarrassment, reports, "guess it's kind of been a `hot spot' for me." "I'll have to remember that. Now, how about that therapy?" Walking back to pool's edge, Ricardo inquires, "So, you swim in the nude all the time?" "Only when my male buddies and I are around, which is 98% of the time. Oh and Aunt Maria and her partner... well, if we're in the water, it's okay." "Aunt Maria? That would be... Dr. Scalia. At the hospital?" "Right." "She's a lesbian?" "Yeah and she's hooked up with Conner's mom." "His mom and Dr. Scalia?" By now, Ricardo has Maury in the pool, floating on his back. To the far end, the deep side of the pool, Jim and Conner are already planning their attack. "Hmm, y'know, Conner, it would be only fitting to give Ricardo a friendly welcoming?" "I'm with you on that. What's your plan?" "I dunno. I'm thinking." "Could be dangerous." "What?" "You're thinking." "Oh yeah? And who's idea was it to leave a used condom on coach's personalized chair that nobody but he sits in?" Conner laughed his ass off, which incited Jim to do the same. "Yeah, that was such a cool joke, I have to admit, Conner." Conner then confides in Jim, "Um, did you see the way Ricardo's cock twitched when you niptugged him?" "It did?" "Yeah. I bet it's one of his hot spots." "Hmm... I think you've just given me an idea!" Meanwhile, on the south side of the pool, Maury notices something's up. "By the way, Ricardo, you ever see two alligators in a pond?" "Not real ones. I've watched nature TV and seen them." "Don't look at them, but out of the corner of your eye, look near the bottom of the sliding board." Back at the end of the chute, Conner says to Jim, "They've spotted us. They know something's up." "Bummer!" Jim says. "They've thwarted our plan." "You're not going to go through with the nip tugs?" "Nah. Act cool. We'll save our plan for another time, Conner." "Yeah okay. What do we do?" "Be ourselves. Ask all about Maury's health. You know." "What's up guys?" Maury asks, upon encountering them. "Nothing." Maury looks to Ricardo, giving him a sly grin. "Yeah, nothing," Conner seconds it. Not letting go, Maury asks, "Though maybe you two came over here to give Ricardo some more of your famous nip tugs!" The two teens look at each other, guilt all over their faces, even though they had agreed to save their laid out plans for another time. On the same vein, Maury has grown to know the two all too well not to give Ricardo a surprise welcoming. "Got something to tell you boys." "Oh?" Conner questions. Jim asks, "What's up?" "Ricardo is..." This is a theme that he and Ricardo hadn't talked about and at this point Maury suddenly thought not to divulge it, the aspect of their dom and sub relationship. So, he deviated to another subject that been a tossup. He thought the unsure was better, than mentioning something that could terminate the startup of a nice relationship. "moving in with us." "Cool!" Jim commented. "Awesome!" Conner seconded it. "I..." Ricardo almost questioned it, but then it dawned on him that he liked the idea of Maury choosing for him. "I am," he changed his question to an answer. Ricardo knelt in the water, as Maury floated on his back. The boys couldn't see it, as Maury's left hand dipped below the surface and nestled between Ricardo's legs. "Yeah, I think it's time I think about tearing apart the guest room and making it into a `boys' room?" "Oh, you mean we can't sleep in your..." Jim's nudge to Conner silenced him in the nick of time. "Yeah, as Conner was saying, we don't have to sleep in your sofa anymore." It was a good try at a coverup, but in his own right, Ricardo knew the real story. He didn't care. He only knows that all Dr. Hannon had told him, he was finding out for himself the true facts and he liked what he found. He looked forward to getting to know Maury and having some fun times with him. A bonus had been finding out that he would be also living with two fine, handsome twinks. From the small fact of Conner's slip, he wondered if Maury would be having him service the twinks? Which one was top and would he be getting fucked by either one? From his own point of view, he sensed Jim the top and wouldn't he love having that teen cock lodged in his ass! % That afternoon, Dr. Hannon left the hospital, in a punky mood. His last ditch effort at getting Maury Passat to be his own, failed, he decided to play some golf. He met up with a couple of other doctors, played a few rounds and lost. It cost him lunch. If that wasn't enough, when he left, to go home, his BMW had a flat! "Damn fuckin' tire," He cursed out the flat, kicking it. "Need some help Dr. Hannon?" "Andy, right?" "Yes. Andy Chekov." "Do you know how to fix a flat?" "Sure. Um, give me a minute. I've got to tell the boss I'm going to be a few minutes late." "Oh, don't let me get you into trouble." "No trouble, sir. Mr. Cummings will be happy that I'm lending one of our country club members a hand. Be right back." Peter Hannon stared the length of Andy's strut to the front door of the country blud. His cock was already at half mast, after hearing Andy address him as `sir'. As with Maury, Hannon liked his boys on the `beefy' side. He also noticed Andy's little paunch. The rest he wondered about. A voice stole him away from his daydreaming in the gravelly parking lot. "All set. Let me see what you've got in the trunk." "Um, the boss said everything was okay?" "Sure. He told me to take my time. He even said I could drive you home in the country club van and bring your car to you later, if you would like?" The wheels of motion churned away in Dr. Hannon's mind. He couldn't have thought up a better plan. "Y'know, Andy, I do have some things at home to tend to. If you wouldn't mind driving me home?" "Sure. No problem. Let me tell Mr. Cummings and get the keys to the club van." Again, Peter looked at the twenty-four year old proceed to the country club door. With hand in pocket, his own fantasies made it necessary to divert his ten inches down his pants leg, swaying his hips to readjust the whole package. He looked around to make sure he wasn't obvious in doing so! % "Which one of ya's is Diego?" Getting in the front door, Seth didn't wait for introductions. He ran right to the room all the chatter was coming from, even though Callan and Alonzo told him to wait up. "I'm Diego. Who are you?" the blond ten year old replied. "I'm yer new brother!" You couldn't heard a pin drop! "Daddy?" Aidan and Philip look at each other, then to their dads, to Alonzo and Callan, the stranger, ending their stare with Diego. "I think this is one of those times that grownups want to be alone, Phil." "Yeah, Ai. C'mon. Let's go play computer!" Not only the kids, but Barry gets up from the `Desperate Housewives' Monopoly game, excusing Steve, to go perform some inventive household chore, leaving Alonzo and Callan with the two boys. Steve takes the liberty of closing off the louvered panels to the kitchen where Matty and Chad are helping Max with the cleanup. "What's this?" nine year old Seth asks, of the Monopoly game, laid out on the dining room table. However, Diego is too stunned to look at the game. His eyes are on the dark brown-haired youth. Sitting down next to Diego, his dad says, "I'm sorry we didn't get to talk together about this. It kind of came on suddenly." Finally Diego raises the question, "Is... is he my new brother?" "For now, but..." Then all serious like, Diego replies, "He's the answer to my prayers!" Alonzo breathed a sigh of relief. From the way it looked, it seemed Diego was in favor of Seth being with them. Pushing the table away from him, instead of the heavy bench, making the Monopoly figures wobble, Diego stood. Walking around the table, Seth's eyes followed the blond, Hispanic youth. It was totally weird, as if two grownups meeting for the first time, that sensed they should be together. "Hiya," Is all Seth said. "Hi," Diego answered back. Like adults, the nine and ten year olds just hugged each other. Breaking their brief rendezvous, Seth says, "I's always wisht I had me a brother and now I got one!" "Me too," Diego says. His smiling, caused Seth to do the same. They hadn't been the only too with a grin on their faces, as Alonzo and Callan looked at each other. "Hey, ya wanna play Monopoly?" "I dunno. I never played it before." "Don't play without us!" It seems that not only had Aidan and Philip been close by, but Steve and Barry appeared within seconds, their invented housework going `poof'! "Congratulations," Barry hugged Alonzo. Steve hugged Callan and then they changed partners. Alonzo admitted, "Well, I'm not so sure how permanent this is." Maybe having a bit more insight, Barry states, "Oh, I don't think you have anything to worry about, Alonzo." Callan says, "It's something we've always... well, as Diego put it, prayed about." "Looks like it worked," Steve says, grinning. "And," rubbing Callan's shoulder, "we're also thankful that you are better and with us." They all laughed when Callan warned them all to stay away from Maury Passat. "Hey, dads," Chad interrupts. "Yes, son," Barry and Steve answer together, smiling at each other. "Do you think you can get some pizza for dinner or something?" "PIzza yeah!" Aidan and Philip shout out. Seeing the reason, getting Max off the hook on cooking dinner, Barry and Steve agree to an impromtu visit to the local pizzeria. "Max?" Barry questions. "Yes?" "Make sure you're back in time for breakfast?" Steve chides, "Yeah, we wouldn't want Diego to go hungry!" Before Alonzo, nor Callan could say anything, Diego comes out with, "Oh, I won't go hungry. If my daddies don't cook me anything, I just come over here!" Alonzo rolls his eyes, as Barry and Steve laugh their asses off. Callan comments, "Let's hope our other son isn't `that' truthful?" He pats Alonzo on the back. "By the way, you have an extra cup of coffee?" Alonzo asks. "Like father, like son?" Steve questions, jokingly. "I think since we have another mouth to feed that we should seriously start looking for a cook," Callan throws out. "Right," Alonzo agrees. "Have any references, Barry?" "Not to my knowledge, guys." Then, from the back door comes, "Hellooooooooooooooooo... anybody home?" They all roll their eyes, grins appearing on their faces. The kids look up. Then, a conglomeration of voices yells out, "It's Aunt Bernice!" Philip adds, in a loud anouncement, "And they've got some Zebra Cake!" "Cool!" Aidan says. "Zebra cake?" Seth asks, along with, "Who's Aunt Bernice?" Diego replies, "She isn't our real aunt, but we pretend she is. You can pretend too, Seth." "My oh my. What do we have here? One of your little playmates?" Bernice bends halfway over Seth. Alonzo rises to give her the news, but the boys beat him to it. "No, Aunt Bernice," Philip says. Then, pulling Seth along, his arm around his neck, Diego tells her, "This here is my new brother, Seth and you can hug him the way you hug us!" Bernice didn't dissapoint Diego. Not only that, Seth, like the other boys, immediately became attached to her. Bernice sat down and got in on the `Desperate Housewives' Monopoly game, being Seth's partner. "Um, Bernice?" "Yes, Barry? Oh wait! Whoopeeeeeeeeee!" I just won $200 dollars!" Barry shook his head. "She's worse than the kids!" Steve comments. "Heck! I don't think I'll ever grow up with all these kids around. Keep `em comin'!" Barry says, "I think I'll go help Alberto cut the cake." Soon, the other three dads join Barry. "More kids, can you imagine that Steve?" Barry interjects into the conversation of the five men. "Maybe you should think of adopting a kid, Alberto?" Holding the carving knife utlizied in slicing the cold ice cream cake, Alberto warns, "The first one who suggests anything of the sort to Bernice, gets his head lopped off!" Steve feels up his crotch. "And `that' too!" Alberto jokes, which sets the kitchen reeling with laughter. Alonzo quickly diverst the subject matter to, "By the way, Alberto, would you know of a cook we can hire?" Dropping the knife in between the striped cake, he thinks, as he cuts up perfectly even pieces. Then picking up the knife, he uses it to help divvy out his answer, "Seems to me I heard of a chef, fresh out of cooking school, joined the staff at West Richlan Country Club that..." "Oh, we don't want some kid." Barry says, "Doesn't mean it's some twink, Alonzo." They chuckled over Barry's remark. "How old?" Alonzo asks. "Is he cute?" The remark caused Callan a slap in the stomach, from his partner. "Do you mean is `she' cute?" Alberto accented the reply. "Oh, it's a she?" Even though the cook was for Alonzo and Callan, it seemed Barry and Steve had been a bit dissapointed. "Sorry to dissapoint you." Alberto went right on with the statistics, "Her name is Carmen Deschamps, she's around twenty-five years old, studied in France and is from very wealthy parentage." Steve inquires, "Um, if she's got such a high falutin education and tons of loot, then what's she doing in a country club in the middle of nowhere?" "Um, do you think following the girl of her dreams, is good enough incentive?" "She's a lesbian?" "Oh horrors!" Barry fakes, with a horrible reply. Callan adds, "What on earth is this neighborhood coming to," then adds in a fem demeanor, "we're getting overrun with faeries!" "Okay guys, never mind," Steve says, after they make fun of his comment. Alonzo, more serious, asks, "Does she like kids?" "That," Alberto replies, "you will have to confront Carmen with." "So, what is it? Her parents object to her being gay?" Barry asks. "No, I don't think that's it at all. Carmen met Alexis while in school. Alexis is from the area and they decided to move back here." "So, if Carmen's family has all this money, why does she need a job as a cook in a private home?" "I think you answered your own question, Alonzo." "Oh?" Alonzo looked strangely at Alberto. As if one of the teens, he answers, "Carmen's family has all of the money, dah?" "So, can't she get an advance of something?" Callan smiles, butting into their conversation. One hand on his partner's shoulder, he rests his hand on the butcher block table and stares, making eye contact. "Think about it, baby. Think back when you had been fifteen." "Fifteen? I'll never forget those years." Staring at Diego, Alonzo says, "It's the best years of my life." "What happened when you was fifteen?" Seth asks Alonzo. However, it's smart Diego who answers, "My daddy was fifteen when I was a little baby." "Fifteen?" Seth replies. However, Seth wasn't the only one surprised by the news. Philip and Aidan are just as much in awe. Philip remarks, "Guys don't have little babies until they're adults!" "Why'd you do that, dad-Alonzo?" Aidan badgers. Alonzo, overwhelmed by the boys' curiosity asks no one in particular, "Hey, anybody want to help out here?" Of course, like usual, all eyes focused on Barry. "Why me all the time?" But he didn't mind at all, explaining that sometimes little accidents happen. Of course, some questions got thrown to Alonzo, wondering why he was playing around with a woman and being gay, plus other oddities that only kids bring up. When the subject wound down, the squirts losing interest, the one in question ended their forum with a well meaning conclusion. Of course Bernice had to throw her two cents in, until it amounted to hundreds of dollars worth of advice! "I don't care what age you had me daddy. I love you anyway!" "Priceless," Bernice commented on Diego falling into Alonzo's arms, Callan joining them. "Gee I sure hope you learn to love me like that, too!" Seth interjects. Callan breaks free, saying, "Well, if you don't come and give us a hug, how are we supposed to get used to it!" Ever since Mike Green mentioned the possibility of Seth,staying with Alonzo and Callan, with knowledge of a ten year old boy in the family, Seth ached to be a part of the unit, even though he hadn't met any of them. It's something he's always wanted. A real family. He hoped it worked out where this didn't wind up as a temporary situation. On the same hand, when Callan first welcomed Seth into his arms, merging it with Alonzo and Diego, he sensed the same feelings. >From the start the twenty-four year old Irishman liked Seth, his demeanor, the nice way he conducted himself. Maybe he was a loner, but he knew something about manners and caring. He wasn't sure how this came about, but it seemed it worked out for inclusion in their family. "Hey, football anybody?" The kids heralded to Barry's idea. What began a few months prior, has become a tradition at the Clark-Barr household on a Sunday afternoon; tag football. Callan, fresh out of the hospital, became the scorekeeper, Bernice refereeing the tag game. % 16 Continued.... Copyright 2006 T. Chase McPhee This story may not be sold or made part of any collection without prior written permission.