Date: Tue, 29 Jun 2004 19:45:43 -0500 From: Rhaven Subject: Path of Angels Chapter Eight This story contains Man/Boy situations. This is a work of pure fiction, words on a page, nothing more than fictional fancy. If you like this story please check out www.rhavenlore.com for more. The Path of Angels By RHAVEN CHAPTER EIGHT I finished washing Rudy and was about to suggest we exit the tub when the twins raced into the bathroom. Edgar and Edwin ignored us, as they hurried to the toilet to pee. I wondered if the twins ever did anything without the other. "Good morning." Rudy yelled irately at being ignored by the twins. "Morning." Edwin said sighing once his bladder was emptied. "We're taking a bath here." Rudy complained, splashing the water as if the twins couldn't tell what they were doing. "A bath huh?" Edgar said following his brother to the tub. "Got room for two more?" "No way!" Rudy yelled, but without affect as the twins started climbing in. "Hang on!" I managed to scoot back, without squishing Sandy, pulled Rudy up to my chest. Somehow, we all fit into the tub. "Now this is cozy." I said sarcastically. "Let me out. I got to pee." Rudy said angrily. "Okay sweetheart." I whispered in his ear and kissed him on the cheek before lifting up and out of the tub. Edwin instantly slid his way between my legs, with Edgar moving into his lap. Sandy patted my stomach as I started soaping up Edwin, who in turned soaped up his brother. I couldn't help but think that Jaron would be upset once he woke up, that he missed the community bathing. Rudy dried himself off and sat on the toilet, trying not to look mad, but failing in the attempt. "It was my idea to take a bath." He spat. "You look clean to me, it's our turn now." Edgar said. I definitely need a larger tub. I was about to tell Rudy not to pout when Sandy stood. "Rudy, you and I can go fix breakfast for everyone, okay?" Sandy said with his hands on my shoulders. "Okay!" Rudy said eagerly, forgetting he was upset with the twins. Sandy leaned over me, pressing his body into my back; he rubbed his penis across my soapy back and gave me a smile. "Today is the day, Daniel." "Yes it is." I said, not completely sure, what Sandy had in mind. The boy climbed out of the tub quickly dried off, with the help of Rudy and left the bathroom. "Edgar is mad at you." Edwin informed me very bluntly. "Edgar? Why are you mad at me?" I asked. "You let Edwin play with you and not me." He said, trying his best to look upset, but a wide grin kept sneaking its way across his face. "Oh I see." Which I really didn't, I tried to think of what he was talking about. The only thing that came to mind was the incident during the movie. "What can I do to make that up to you Edgar?" I said rolling my eyes as I played the twins game. "I don't know what would you like to do?" Edgar stood up and faced me; his penis was already starting to grow with anticipation. Edwin grabbed it and stroked it a few times to help his brother grow to full erection. "Come here." I instructed. I kissed the tip of his erection once before sliding it into my mouth. Edwin turned his attention to my now forming hard-on. His hands skillfully massaging my rod, as I pressed my lips firming over Edgar's penis, letting my teeth gently run along his erection. "I'd like to go back to our secret place today." Edgar said his fingers digging into my scalp. I had my hand over his smooth round butt, and could feel his body starting to tense as he was building to climax. "We'll see." I said out of the corner of my mouth. "I don't care where we go or what; I just like being here with you Daniel." Edwin said, still stroking my erection. I was about to answer Edwin when Edgar exploded in my mouth, the boy moaning so loudly I thought the whole house could come running to see what was happening. I swallowed the cum as quick as spurted out and was impressed at the amount from the boy. I then felt my penis tense and jerk, spitting cum onto Edwin's hand. I licked Edgar's penis and then sucked on his ball sack before finally feeling completely satisfied with the experience. I helped the twins out of the tub and we dried off. I slipped on my clothes as Edgar and Edwin danced out of the room. I heard Rudy yell that breakfast was ready, I was about to leave the bedroom when I realized Jaron was still asleep. He was so cute; lying there sprawled out across the bed. I hated to leave him here alone to miss breakfast. "I'll be right there! Go ahead and start without me!" I yelled back. I climbed into bed and sat next to the sleeping boy. "Jaron time for class. Jaron you're going to be late for school. Jaron, Dr. Coyer is coming!" I didn't get any response, the boy snored on. I reflected back on exactly what Rudy had done to wake Jaron. I decided to try again. This time I stroked his erection. "Jaron time for class. Jaron you're going to be late for school. Dr. Coyer is coming!" Jaron's eyes popped opened, he looked around and smiled. I released his penis and smiled. "Good morning. we have breakfast made, if you want some." "In a minute. could you wake me up some more?" He said with a yawn. I laughed, and replaced my hand over his penis. "Okay but we need to hurry." Jaron put his hand on top of mine and grinned. "Sure. but don't hurry too much." I laughed again and started stroking. "Who. who's making. breakfast?" Jaron asked, his breathing growing heavy as I pumped his penis. "Sandy and Rudy, hopefully the twins won't eat it all before we get there." I said before I leaned down and put his penis in my mouth. He came quickly then and I didn't think the dribble of cum would ever stop. Jaron moaned and groaned as his body twitched with rapture. Finally, Jaron moans ceased and I licked away the last of cum. "You okay?" I asked rubbing Jaron's stomach, his body now limb and lifeless. "That was fantastic. I want you to wake me up forever!" And I wanted to be there every morning too. I turned around tapped my back; Jaron instantly understood my vague gesture. He climbed onto my back, wrapped his arms around my neck. I carried his light frame into the kitchen. "Sorry we're late." I announced as we entered the kitchen. The boys suddenly went silent, as if I had walked into a secret conversation. Their faces quickly changed from shock to grins. I didn't take their brief silence serious. "Hey you got Jaron up!" Sandy said looking amazed at the accomplishment. "I taught him how." Rudy said proudly. Eggs, bacon and toasted waited for Jaron and I. Everyone eagerly ate, a meal filled with good food and wonderful conversation. I just listened to the boys talk, laughed, poke fun of, and joke. Jaron was the only one left naked, everyone else had dressed in their normal clothes of swimming suits and t-shirts. After the meal was devoured, the boys insisted on cleaning the kitchen. The twins were the first to leave once the plates had all been put up, a kiss filled good-bye before they left, promising a later visit to their secret place. Then Sandy and Rudy informed me that they had some things to work on. "And our afternoon?" I asked Sandy hesitatingly. "Still on. I'll be back soon." Sandy guaranteed me. I hugged and kissed him as well. I found Jaron staring at the canvas, crying. "What's wrong sweetheart?" I asked and put my arm around his shoulder. "Is that me?" He asked, wiping his runny nose with the back of his hand. I was impressed with my skills, all I had painted so far was the background of sky and ground. The five figures walking were still blank. It was amazing that Jaron could pick out the figure that would be him. "Yes, that's you. why are you crying Jaron?" I hadn't thought that the painting would upset the boys. I hadn't created it to please them or hurt them. It was an emotion I needed freed from my mind. "Is that how you see me?" He asked pointing at the drawing of himself. "Yes." I said weakly and examined my drawing, trying to see what I had done wrong. "You drew me so pretty." Jaron finally said. I smiled. "You are beautiful, Jaron." He sniffed and rubbed the tears from his cheeks. Looking up at me, he said. "Thank you." I knelt down and pulled him to me, we hugged tightly. The hug lasted so long that I finally stood, the boy still in my arms and sat down on the couch. I kept waiting for Jaron to release me, but his hold remained strong. "Could you paint now?" He whispered in my ear. "I guess I could." I said happily. Finally, Jaron let go of me, his face beaming with joy. "Is it okay, if I sit here and watch you?" "It's fine with me." I turned my attention to the canvas and retrieved my brushes and paints. I wasn't ready to start on the boys in the painting, the background needed more detail. I worked on the sky, trying to create the illusion of vastness through colors. After Jaron' s reaction, I was very anxious to paint the boys into the picture, but I restrained myself from rushing. When the sky was perfect, I turned my mind to the ground. I paused only to see if Jaron was still watching me. "Are you bored?" I asked, realizing that an hour had already passed since I started painting. "No, I'm fine." Jaron said with a smile. I nodded and looked back to the painting. The ground wasn't going to be easy, a darkness that could overwhelm the picture. I had to paint it just right or it would be all anyone saw when looking at the painting. The eyes of the viewer needed to be drawn to the boys, not the ground. In addition, I had to worry about the balance of the picture; the ground couldn't weigh down the scene. I was still thinking about where to start painting when I felt Jaron's arms around my waist. "I couldn't see what you were doing." He explained. I gave him a smile and my thoughts returned to my predicament. Jaron unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. He let them fall freely to my feet. "Sorry, am I bothering you?" he said innocently. "No." Was all I said as I kicked the shorts off completely. I didn't need to trip on them and screw up the painting. Jaron ran his hand up him hips and into my shirt. I mixed a few colors together and started painting, I thought about stopping, but had the feeling that wasn't what Jaron wanted. He pressed his chest into my butt, with his hands now exploring my stomach. "Are you sure I'm not bothering you?" Jaron asked again. "Not bothering me at all, feels nice." I said to reassure the boy. I continued to paint, taking it very slow, so I wouldn't mess anything up. Jaron moved to my butt, kissing it, squeezing it. I only stopped painting when he slipped his hand between my legs and tickled my ball sack. He giggled mischievously and removed his hands. "Sorry." "Just surprised me." I laughed and returned my attention back to the painting. At this point I wasn't in the 'painter's zone', that place I go in my mind where time means nothing to me, there is only the canvas and me. I wasn't upset, like I said before, this was a painting I wanted to take my time with, so I pretended to concentrate on the canvas as Jaron explored my body. He was now at my side, one hand around me, clinging to my butt, the other investigating all the details of my penis. I'd never had anyone examine me as Jaron was, not even a doctor. He had already spent several minutes playing with my belly button before turning his full attention to my groin. He knew every bump and scar I had on my butt and legs. "Hang on; I need to clean my brush." I said, finally decided to return to the painting later. I cleaned the brush and put up the paints, gave my canvas one last look before I lay on the floor. "I was bothering you, wasn't I?" Jaron said sitting next to me. "Not at all, I reached a point on the painting that I need to think more on." I lied, but it seemed to satisfy Jaron. He sat on my stomach and pulled my shirt up, which I went ahead and removed completely. Jaron returned to his exploration of my body, which I had hoped he would do. Now he was checking out my chest, running his hands slowly over my nipples. I looked over to the door and saw the twins walk in. "What are you guys doing?" Edwin asked. "I'm trying to memorize Daniel's body." Jaron said simply. "Memorize my body?" I asked, now that Jaron had informed me of what he was doing, I found it somewhat odd. "Yeah. I. I don't want to forget anything about you." He said sadly. "You know . when. when this vacation is over with." "Jaron you're being stupid. you know what Sandy." Edgar didn't finish his sentence, Edwin punched him in the stomach first. "Shut up stupid." Edwin told his brother. I watched and wondered what was going on with the boys. I had my ideas, but didn't want to say anything in the chance my thoughts were wrong. "Just in case." Jaron said solemnly and continued his exploration of my chest. "Okay, just in case." Edgar agreed and sat next to me. Edwin joined them, touching my shoulder, caressing my neck. Jaron moved to my face and like Sandy the night before, ran his finger against the scar on my forehead. I could see tears in Jaron's eyes and it broke my heart. He was saying good-bye to me now, though we still had weeks left in the vacation. Edgar kissed my cheek, not a romantic kiss, but one that you might give to a family member. Even Edwin was holding onto me as if I would disappear in a blink of an eye. I honestly got scared, not from the attention they were giving me, but the idea of disappearing out of their lives. Perhaps I could talk with Dr. Coyer and visit the boys or even have them visit me during the holidays. Right, as if she would let something like that happen. Hey kids, you're going to visit a single man for the holidays. I'm such an idiot. Sandy and Rudy appeared, I wasn't sure I was happy they were here or not. If they started crying too, I would lose all control of my emotions. "What. What are you guys doing?" Sandy laughed. "Nothing." Jaron said quickly wiping away his tears. "Yeah, nothing." The twins echoed. The boys backed away off me and handed me my clothes. I dressed, still feeling the pressure of the silent good-byes and looked over to Sandy. "Daniel, it's time." Sandy said anxiously.