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            Operation Angel Rescue

by Erastes
Copyright 2019 by Erastes
Chapter 47 – A Lot Going On.

When I called the boys down to eat, we took our seats at the table and filled our plates, and then I waited until we’d all started eating before I spoke.  “I have a few things I want to talk to you about, so please listen carefully.  First of all, a few of the teachers came up to me at the faculty meeting this afternoon and spoke to me about you boys.” 

“Did we do somethin’ wrong?” Glen gasped.  “Are we in trouble?”

“No, it’s just the opposite.  The teacher’s noticed that each of you has a particular talent and they wanted me to speak with you about it.” 

The three of them immediately relaxed, now that they understood they weren’t in trouble and hadn’t done anything wrong. 

“What kind of talent?” Dakota asked once the information had sunk in. 

“Well, it seems that you have potential as an artist and Mr. Bull asked me to speak to you about joining the art club.” 

“Oh, is that why he was doin’ all that stuff with me in class?”

“Yes, he thinks you have a great deal of potential and wants to work with you personally.  He also mentioned that the art club will meet for the first time on Tuesday after school.” 

“Will you wait around for me if I decide to do that?” 

“Yes, of course I will.  I’ll either find something to do during that time or I’ll go to the cafeteria to see if Jamie or Glen needs any help with their homework.” 

“Ok, then I’ll prob’ly do it, cuz I like drawin’.  I’m hopin’ that maybe Mr. Bull can show me how to get better at it.” 

“Yes, that’s exactly what he wants to do for you.”

“How ‘bout me?” Jamie interrupted.  “I don’t have art class.” 

“No, and it was Mrs. Finnegan, the vocal music teacher, who spoke to me about you.  She told me you have a really nice voice and asked if I’d speak with you about joining the chorus.  It meets on Wednesday after school.” 

“I wouldn’t mind doin’ that.  I like to sing.” 

“I know, because I’ve heard you singing in the car or in your room before.” 

“Yeah, my mom used to like listenin’ to me sing.” 

“Who talked to you about me then, cuz I’m no good at art and don’t sing very well either?” Glen quickly followed. 

“In your case it was Mr. Gallo, the instrumental music teacher.” 

“What did he want?” 

“He informed me that he tests all of the new students at the beginning of every year to see who might have potential for playing an instrument.” 

“Yeah, we had to go to the cafeteria on Tuesday afternoon to do that.” 

“Yeah, we had to do it too,” Dakota offered, meaning him and Jamie. 

“I didn’t realize that, but Mr. Gallo only spoke to me about Glen.”

“I was wonderin’ why he asked to meet with me during study hall yesterday.” 

“He didn’t do that with me,” Dakota quickly added. 

“Me neither,” Jamie chimed in. 

“That’s probably because he saw something in Glen, the same way Mr. Bull saw something in you and Mrs. Finnegan saw it in you.” 

“So he wants me to play an instrument?  Do I get to choose which one or does he pick it for me?” 

“He said that he thought you would make a good drummer.  I can’t remember all of the reasons he mentioned about how he came to this conclusion, but he wants to give you lessons and have you join the band.  It meets on Thursday after school.” 

“I wouldn’t mind learnin’ how to play the drums.  I was just afraid that he’d want me to play the violin or tuba or something like that, but drums are cool.” 

“Great, then it sounds as if each of you has something special to look forward to already.” 

“Yeah, we do,” they all chorused back while looking pleased with themselves. 

We continued eating while the others were speaking, but now I had something else to tell them.  I waited a few more minutes before I started so we could all down a little more of our dinner first, and then I scanned the boys’ faces before I began. 

“I have something else to tell you as well, but it doesn’t have anything to do with school.  Paul called me shortly after we got home.” 

“I thought I heard your phone ring,” Jamie commented.  

“You might have, but he called while you boys were upstairs.  He’s going to drop by later with another boy he wants me to take in, but I explained that I wanted to speak with the boy first, before I made a decision.” 

“Did he tell you anything about him?” Glen asked.

“Yes, but all I’m going to tell you is that his background is fairly similar to each of yours and he’s fourteen.  I’ll let him share any information he wants to tell you about himself if he and I agree that he’s going to stay here, but I want to speak with him alone first.” 

“So we won’t get to meet him?” Jamie countered. 

“You’ll get to meet him eventually, but I want you to wait upstairs until I call you down.  I want to get to know a little more about him before you get involved, and then I’ll invite you down to join us.  I want him to meet each of you before he and I decide about whether we’re going to do this.  After you’ve had a chance to get acquainted with each other, I’m going to send you back upstairs so I can speak with him in more detail, as soon as he knows about you as well.” 

“Ok, we can do that,” Glen replied for all of them. 

“There’s something else you should also know.  If he moves in here then you’ll all have to start sleeping in your own rooms and we won’t be able to shower together or have sex with each other until we see how he fits in.” 

“How come we can’t do those things no more?” Dakota challenged.

“Because I’m not sure how he’ll react if he discovers what we’ve been doing.  If he finds out about that and then decides to leave, he might say something that could get me arrested and you boys taken away.” 

“We don’t want that,” Jamie screeched. 

“Damn, so how long is it gonna be before we can start doin’ those things again?” Glen demanded. 

“I’m not sure, so we’ll have to play it by ear.  I have no idea about how he’ll react to those types of things, because as far as I know he wasn’t having sex for money in order to survive and we don’t know what his sexual orientation might be.”

“Then don’t let him stay here,” Jamie shot back, “cuz I like it when I shower with you and you suck my cock.” 

“I know you do, but how would you have felt if I hadn’t taken you in to live here?”

“Why would you do that, cuz we didn’t mind havin’ sex with you and doin’ that other stuff?” 

“I know that now, but I had real concerns back then.  I didn’t know how you were going to react if you found out that Dakota was calling me his boyfriend and we were having sex.” 

“Yeah, I almost told him that we shouldn’t go get you guys when he told me that I couldn’t sleep with him or have sex after we picked you guys up,” Dakota confessed. 

“But we was friends,” Jamie countered looking shocked. 

“Yeah, but I didn’t want to give up doin’ those things with him.  You was lucky that he convinced me to change my mind and talked me into showin’ him where you guys were hanging out.” 

“Damn, I didn’t know that,” Glen mumbled. 

“Me neither, so I guess maybe we should just wait and see if this boy is ok with us doing that stuff first,” Jamie relented.

“Yes, I agree with that,” I concurred.

Now that those things had been discussed, we finished our meals and cleaned up afterward, and then the boys went upstairs until I summoned them.  I puttered around doing a bunch of different things until Paul and Shawn arrived, and when I heard his car pull into the driveway I went to the door to greet them. 

“Hi, Paul, I was wondering when you’d get here.” 

“Hi, Eric, and it took a little longer than I expected.  This is Shawn Roberts, and Shawn this is my friend, Eric Schultz.” 

“It’s nice to meet you, Shawn,” I said as I extended my hand to shake. 

“Yeah, same here,” he mumbled as he gripped my hand and shook it.

“Come on in,” I followed, holding the door for them. 

I noticed the boys were at the top of the landing so they could check out our visitor, but Shawn was too focused on me to notice them, so I guided him and Paul to the family room.  “Make yourself comfortable.  Would you care for a drink?” 

“Yeah, what do you got?” 

“I have ice tea, Kool-Aid, milk, orange juice, and water.”

“What kind of Kool-Aid is it?” 

“I believe its strawberry.” 

“Ok, I’ll have that.” 

“Paul, would you like something?” 

“Yes, I’ll take an ice tea.” 

“Ok, I’ll go get them and I’ll be right back.”

I went out to the kitchen, grabbed two glasses, and poured their drinks, and then I carried the glasses to the family room and handed them to the appropriate person.  Paul and Shawn were seated on the sofa, so I sat down in the chair facing them and waited until they let me know they were ready to begin. 

“Eric, I brought Shawn here because I thought he’d prefer living with you rather than going to juvy.” 

“Is that true, Shawn?  Do you think you’d like to stay here?” 

“I don’t know yet.  Is this a foster home and would I be the only one here, or are there other kids?” 

“No, this isn’t a foster home.  I’m a school psychologist and my home is certified as a rehabilitation center.  Right now the only other people in the house are my three sons.”  

“So I’ll have to share a room with one of them?” 

“No, you’ll have your own room, because there are five bedrooms in total.” 

“Oh, I didn’t realize the house was so big.” 

“Yes, it’s quite large.” 

“So how old are your sons?”

“Two of them are thirteen and the other one is twelve.” 

“Are the thirteen-year-olds twins?” 

“No, all three boys were adopted.  Paul introduced me to one of them and the other two were friends of his.  They were all in bad situations and needed a place to stay so I took them in.  Over time we became close and they asked me to adopt them, and I was happy to do what they wanted.” 

“So does that mean you’d adopt me too?” 

“If things work out and it’s what you want then it’s a possibility.”

“I’m not really lookin’ for a family, cuz I want to be on my own just as soon as I’m old enough.  I’m only here cuz this sounded better than endin’ up in juvy.” 

“I see, and it’s up to you if you want to stay here, but first I’d like you to tell me a little bit about yourself.” 

He was reluctant to do this, but eventually he told me about being taken away from his parents without mentioning the reason why.  He merely said the police didn’t think they were good parents and had him put in a foster home, and he’d been in several different foster homes since then.  He added that none of those situations were very good, so he finally decided to run away, and then he got nabbed by the cops for stealing food from the grocery store. 

“I’m glad you were willing to share that information with me and you were open and honest about it.  Why don’t I call my sons down so you can meet them as well, and I’ll let them tell you a little about themselves?” 

“Yes, ok.  I’d like to meet them.” 

I got up and walked over to the foot of the stairs.  “Boys, would you come down here for a second?”

It wasn’t very long before all three were charging down the stairs, eager to meet the new boy.  I led them into the family room and began the introductions.

“Boys, this is Shawn, and Shawn this is Dakota, Glen, and Jamie,” I continued as I pointed at each one. 

“Hi,” the three chorused in greeting to Shawn, “and hi Uncle Paul.”

“Uncle Paul?” he asked. 

“Well you’re like family so I suggested the boys should start calling you that.” 

“Nice, I like it.  Hi, guys.” 

“Why don’t Paul and I go into the other room so you boys can talk to each other without us listening in?  Shawn, I’m sure the boys will be happy to tell you how they came to live with me and you can tell them as much or as little as you wish to share about yourself.” 

That seemed to be agreeable to each of them, so Paul and I went out and sat down at the table to chat. 

“So what did you think of him?” Paul asked as soon as we were alone. 

“He seems all right, although possibly a little rough around the edges, but I want to speak with the boys and get their impressions about him before I make any decisions.” 

“That sounds fair.” 

We waited for about a half hour before we went back to the family room to join the boys, and they were still chatting when we walked in. 

“Would you like a little more time alone?” I asked as we entered. 

“Nah, we’re just talkin’ ‘bout other stuff now,” Glen replied.

“Does that mean you’ve had a chance to get to know each other?” 

“Yeah, they told me how they came to live here and I told them about what happened to me,” Shawn answered. 

“That’s good, so now you all realize that you came from very similar situations.” 

“Yeah, we’ve all had it pretty rough,” Shawn responded.  

“That you have.  Why don’t I let Paul give you a tour of the downstairs while I chat with my sons?  Is that ok with you?” 

“Yeah, that’s fine.” 

While Paul was doing that for me, I asked the boys their impressions of Shawn. 

“He seems nice enough,” Dakota answered. 

“But we didn’t ask him if he had a girlfriend or nothin’ like that,” Glen added. 

“So what do you think about him staying here with us?”

“Yeah, we should let him stay if he wants to,” Jamie answered.

“Yeah, and he’s the same age as Laine,” Glen mentioned.  “Maybe I could be close with him, like I was with Laine.

“Let’s wait and see if he’s even inclined to do those sorts of things first.” 

Once I had their answer, we waited for Paul and Shawn to return.  When they did, I asked Shawn a question. 

“So what do you think about staying here?” 

“It’s a nice place and a better choice for me than bein’ locked up.” 

“I’m glad to here that,” Paul commented.  “I’m going to run outside and get your things from my car,”

“I’ll help you,” I chimed in so I could speak with Paul in private. 

Once we were outside, Paul looked at me and spoke.  “So you’re ok with this, right?” 

“Yes, I’m willing to give it a try, as long as you’re willing to drive out here again to pick him up if this doesn’t work out.” 

“Of course, but I hope it doesn’t come to that.” 

“I guess only time will tell.” 

Paul gave me part of the things he’d helped Shawn collect before coming here.  Part of it Shawn had with him when he ran away, and then Paul drove over to Shawn’s last foster home to collect the rest of his things.  Now that we had everything, we carried it into the house and went to the family room. 

“Now that we have all of your belongings, you can follow me upstairs so I can show you to your room.” 

Shawn nodded, and Paul handed him the items he was carrying.  “You can take these and I’ll head home.  I hope this works out for all of you and I’ll check in on you from time to time.” 

We then said goodbye to Paul, and the four boys followed me as we headed upstairs.  They pointed out each of their rooms to Shawn as we passed by, and then I led him into his bedroom. 

“Wow, this is a lot nicer than I had anywhere else, even when I lived with my mom and dad.” 

“Yeah, this place is great and we all love it here,” Jamie told him. 

I then set the items I was carrying on his bed, and Shawn did the same.  “I’ll let you look around and use the time to unpack your belongings.” 

“We’ll show him where to put everything and then we’ll show him around up here.” 

“Ok, I’ll be downstairs if you need me.” 

About twenty minutes later the four boys came clomping down the stairs.  “Are you all settled in?” I asked Shawn. 

“Yes and my stuff hardly took up any space in that closet.” 

“It’s not surprising, since each room has such a large closet,” I replied.  “So what do you boys want to do now?” 

“Let’s watch TV for a while before we go to bed,” Dakota suggested. 

“Is everyone ok with that?”

They all agreed they were, so we went to the family room and I turned on the television.  I then pulled up the channel guide so we could agree on something to watch and we happened to come across a listing for the movie I Am Legend.  The boys agreed to watch that, and since I wasn’t certain how Shawn was going to react to our normal seating arrangement, I sat in one of the chairs and Shawn quickly sat in the other.  This meant the three boys sat on the sofa together, but I could tell Jamie wanted to come over and sit on my lap.  He resisted the temptation, however, and stayed with the other two, and we all settled back to enjoy the movie. 

When it ended, I told the boys it was time to head upstairs to shower and go to sleep.  “You’ll have to take turns using the bathrooms and I’ll let you decide which of you will share each one and in what order.” 

“Yeah, we can do that,” Dakota agreed, “and seein’ Shawn and my bedrooms are closest to the bathroom next to Dad’s bedroom, we’ll share that one.  Do you want to go first or second?” he asked Shawn. 

“You can go first,” Shawn replied. 

“And then Jamie and I will use the other bathroom,” Glen added, “and Jamie can go first.” 

Seeing that had been agreed to, the boys headed upstairs to do as I’d asked.  Things seemed to be going well until I heard shouting coming from upstairs. 

“What the fuck are you guys doin’?” I heard a voice demand, and I knew it belonged to Shawn. 

I raced up the steps to see what was wrong and found Shawn confronting my three naked sons. 

“What the hell is going on here?” I demanded. 

“Why the fuck are they all runnin’ around with nothin’ on?” Shawn replied. 

“They got in this habit because there are only us guys living here,” I answered. 

“But it isn’t natural and only fags do shit like this.” 

“That’s not true and I don’t think you’d want to say the same thing to a group of professional athletes, because they all strip down and take showers together after practices and games.”

“That’s different.” 

“Not really, and these boys aren’t embarrassed about their bodies.  They’ve been doing this since they first came here to live.” 

“Do you do it too?”

“I don’t necessarily parade around naked, since I have my own bathroom, but I’m not ashamed if the boys see me that way.” 

“Well I don’t do shit like that.” 

“Ok, that’s fine, and you can wear your underwear or wrap a towel around your waist if you want, but I don’t think these boys should have to change what they do, seeing it’s their home.” 

“But I don’t want to see their dicks swingin’ from side to side or watch their bare asses going down the hall either.” 

“Then I suggest you shower last and stay in your room until they’ve finished.  That should take care of the problem for you without the boys having to change their routine or have you observing anything you don’t want to see.” 

“Yeah, I guess we can do that then,” he agreed. 

“Fine, I’m glad we were able to work this out.” 

I stayed upstairs until two of my sons had gone to their rooms and shut the door and Glen had gone into the other bathroom and shut that door behind him.  Then, I looked at Shawn and spoke. 

“You can either go in the other bathroom to shower now, or you can wait in your room until Glen is finished taking his shower and returns to his room.  It’s up to you.”

“I’ll shower now, but I’ll stay in there until I know he’s back in his room.” 

“Ok, that works for me,” I confirmed. 

I waited until he’d gone inside and I heard the shower going, and then I went downstairs to turn off the lights.  I hadn’t done it before rushing upstairs to see what the problem was, but now I was glad I’d asked the boys to sleep in their own rooms and told them that none of us would be able to have sex with each other.  I was also grateful that Jamie hadn’t come over to sit on my lap while we were watching TV, because Shawn probably would have found fault with that as well.  Once I was done taking care of the downstairs, I headed up to my room too. 

I waited to shower until I knew all of the boys were in their own rooms and everything was quiet, and then I showered quickly before hopping into bed.  I didn’t fall asleep right away, though, and there were two reasons for this.  The first was that I wondered if the previous incident was a minor glitch and things would eventually work out, or if I’d have to call Paul to come out and get Shawn.  The other reason was that I hadn’t slept alone in ages, so I was having trouble falling asleep.  It was definitely a rough start with our new boarder.

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I wish to extend my thanks to Emoe and Donny for editing these chapters for me and offering their suggestions. 

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My other stories:

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/different-points-of-view/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/chance-of-a-lifetime/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/all-the-worlds-a-stage/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/watching-noah-grow/

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Although the boys in these stories sometimes have unprotected sex, I strongly urge all of you out there to be smart and protect yourselves from various sexually transmitted diseases by using taking appropriate precautions before engaging in sex.