The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Thirteen

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The boys all traveled back in my car. Morgan and Adam snuggled on the back seat. There was still some leftover dessert at the apartment which Tracy had taken out to defrost in the fridge before they left for the cabin. We were charged with collecting the pizzas for dinner. I had Dylan call in the order when we were about thirty minutes out to give them time to get all of the pizzas ready. You can always choose to have your vegges in a salad instead of on a pizza I told the guys when they protested the ordering of a few vegetarian pizzas. Strangely it seemed veggies on a pizza didn't sound too bad after all. The rest of the gang were waiting downstairs to help us get the pizzas and our bags upstairs.

Four berry pies made the perfect dessert we all decided. Morgan and Adam insisted on giving me more kisses for going to the trouble of making pies for them to enjoy. They'd gone through three of them on their own. Nobody lingered after dinner. Morgan wanted to remind his family he was still living with them. Adam thought it would be nice to sleep in his own bed once in a while. Tracy told me I had a session with Lao the next morning which was fortunate considering the fireworks last night. On Thursday morning Catherine was waiting to see how far she could push the envelope. She'd been conspiring with Lao because I'd frightened her so much during my fitness assessment. Lao had found my comments about the fitness tests quite interesting and would be showing me how to combine the energy work with working out.

“Let's see if I have this right.” I told Tracy. “Catherine conspires with Lao to make my workouts extra challenging and I get to pay both of them. Catherine as a fitness trainer and Lao as a consultant.”

“You understand perfectly. I can't wait to see what they've come up with for you. Glad it isn't me.” Tracy said. “Do you want anything with your brandy? Soda? Coming right up.”

“I seem to recall you saying how your life lacked challenges.” Dylan reminded me. “We'd better reschedule his session from Thursday afternoon to Friday afternoon, Leslie. He's likely to need a long nap and a massage on Thursday afternoon. You know of a good massage therapist as well. I guess a lot of your clients could benefit from some massage. Go ahead and make the appointment and add it to our communal calendar. You have the password? Wonderful. Thanks Leslie. I think there will be quite a lot on our plates this week with the business stuff and catching up with schoolwork. A good thing Rohan will be needing extra rest.”

“Provided he survives.” Morgan said. “I agree with Tracy. Glad I'm not being drilled by Lao for two hours on Wednesday and then facing a Lao inspired workout at the gym on Thursday. Why don't you scale down those challenges a little, Rohan, to something simple like climbing Mount Everest?”

“Lao said to allow three hours tomorrow.” Tracy said. “Make your report on your homework and the boys workout a long one. Waffle a whole lot. Yes, I am enjoying it immensely and so are my classmates. One of my psychology professors was intrigued when I did an assignment with you as an example. We were discussing if the chaos theory of quantum physics could be applied to an individual and how it expresses itself. Nobody I know is more chaotic or explosive than you. Anyway my professor is keen for the class to follow your progress. After things have gotten really interesting this week I will take you in to meet the class.

Leslie, I think she'd love to have you trying it out in practice if Rohan doesn't mind. I mean the class will know him and he is the only trial patient. You could filter what you believe ought to be shared and it will be protected with the same confidentiality by the class but they will know. Any concerns or reservations, Rohan?”

“No, as long as Dylan doesn't mind I'm okay with helping.” I told her. “You wouldn't suggest it if you thought your classmates wouldn't be respectful. They will no doubt fear you way more than me. There you have Dylan's blessing to go with mine. Although I can hardly imagine how I can help students.”

“Best stop right there.” Dylan told me. “You're on the verge of getting into trouble and I am tired enough. I'd rather keep my reserves for sex and not spanking you tonight.”

The sex ended up becoming lovemaking. Afterward we showered and then did a lot of kissing and cuddling. Dylan got off his first load early the next morning but insisted on waiting for Adam to show up before we did anything else. He told me I would need my strength with Lao. Dylan fucked me while Adam and I sucked each other. Then it was a quick shower and downstairs to prepare breakfast. No it isn't too early to prepare breakfast the boys told me. I later had to admit it was a smart way to pass the time while we waited for Morgan to join us. The moment he showed up I was hauled upstairs to drain three young boys of their cum. They had planned it so well when the others started arriving we were all dressed and waiting for them.

You can have the best equipment in the world but a kitchen requires energy. This one is my home kitchen so I am very glad to be back here cooking in it I told Tracy. I have lots of memories to wallow in. One of them involves a gorgeous woman who was kind enough to get tipsy with me. My housekeeper laughed when Tracy blushed scarlet and left dabbing at her eyes. She even decided the boys needed a kissing lesson much to their surprise and delight. Poached eggs, greens, toast and a smoothie. A simple comforting meal we always enjoyed. No sense in delaying the inevitable Dylan told us heading for his bike.

“Must we take the bus?” I asked Tracy. “Some young lady will end up kissing me and it will be your fault.”

“There ought to be two lovely ladies at least.” Tracy told me. “Have you forgotten about the bus passes? I got a call from a driver to confirm they had received them and were itching to thank you. Yes, that's why we are taking the bus today. I made the arrangements last night. Before you say another word keep in mind how Dylan feels about you allowing others to say thanks. I'll text Leslie and ask her to give you some hints on Friday.”

Fifteen minutes into the ride the little girl and her mom got on the bus. Tugging at her mom's hand the girl made a beeline for us. The same quiet student from my first bus adventure mentioned that last time it was just the little girl saying thank you. Without missing a beat the mom calmly explained what I'd done and gave me a second thank you kiss. The savings on the bus passes meant a lot of additional food plus a whole lot of day trips around the city and she wanted me to know how much they appreciated it. Sometimes what seems like a small amount of cash makes a huge impact on people's lives she told me. She told the young student she was done thanking me and laughed when I found myself with a student in my lap. Tracy was only too happy to let her know when we reached her stop. Yes she'd signal for the bus to stop. Go ahead and enjoy yourself for the next ten minutes.

The conspiracy grew with the exchange of phone numbers between the student and Tracy. Tracy offered to share the details of their plan but I decided I was better off not knowing. I have enough to focus on this week I told her. What a spectacle we made. There were children on the bus. Never mind the other grown ups who insisted on kissing me for helping a single mom. I'm sure the boys will love hearing about it. I kept up my mumbling all the way to the change room. Tracy brought Lao up to speed about our bus ride. Lao filed the information away to use against me at some future date I was certain. Conspiracies blossoming up all around me. Reporting back to Lao was a relief.

Unfortunately for me I didn't waffle quite long enough to use up the first hour. The teaching began after thirty minutes. I was told to pay close attention because I only had this one lesson before my workout and I would need to learn it today if I wanted to stay out of hospital for the rest of the week. This got my attention. Tracy also paid more attention than usual to what we were doing. The sparring was taken up a couple of notches to prepare me for my workout or kill me before then I decided. A good thing one cannot hold any thought while sparring with Lao if one is to stay in one piece. Since the new teachings were designed to help me keep my levels of physical energy up I actually ended our session in better shape than in the past. Tracy still insisted on helping me in the shower because she didn't quite believe it was possible.

Lao stopped me on the way out to give me some further advice and exercises for this afternoon. They will help you replenish your reserves. Brew this tea tonight and drink it instead of water at the gym he told me. The mushroom will be waiting when you arrive at the restaurant and something for Tracy. Nothing is wrong he assured her. A treat that's all. Tracy loved the honey drizzled pastry with almonds. I even got to try the dessert after my mushroom although Lao's mom told me not to say a word to her son. The staff got terribly excited when I gave her a thank you kiss on the lips. She sent them scurrying with a few sharp commands but they left with smiles on their faces while she blushed. What do I care about the wrinkles when I am kissing the beautiful spirit within I asked as we left?

Tracy decided it was best to get me home to rest as quickly as possible so we took a cab. Sandwiches and soup were waiting on the table. There were even pillows and a sheet in readiness on the couch. Blame it on the energy work Tracy told my housekeeper when I burst into tears at their kindness. I think she was right. These special ladies let me ramble on about how lucky I was to have them in my life and what wonderful and beautiful souls they were. They kept me focused on eating. They helped me to the couch. They made certain I had a large brandy to sip on. After they cleared the dishes they each settled in on either side of me and stayed there until the boys got home.

“There's no way we were leaving him alone.” my housekeeper said. “That's why we texted you so you wouldn't be concerned when we didn't greet you downstairs. You can take our places when you're done with your homework. We cleared our afternoon in anticipation of you having extra stuff to do. Why I do believe the rest of the week is equally empty for the two of us. How did you guess? I'm glad you love us. A kiss will do nicely, thank you. Get started on your homework.”

“Please answer that for me.” I told Tracy when my cellphone rang about an hour later. “Tell her I'm glad she enjoyed the gift and that both worked perfectly for her this afternoon. Glad she used it as an incentive to keep my accountant coming home on time. Tell Abigail twenty to thirty minutes of corner time is a good rule of thumb as a reward or to make a point. Adam we will need to have some cream delivered to the happy couple. I'd do it but these two won't let me up.”

“No trouble. I keep well ahead of schedule at school so I don't have any noticeable difference this week in my workload.” Adam told me. “I'll go take care of it now. Sophie and Amanda have a meeting with him tomorrow and can deliver it for us.”

“Glad one of us doesn't have any extra homework.” Dylan said reaching for another textbook.

“You wouldn't either if you weren't trying to finish in half the time.”

“Hush, 1201, Rohan will have a conniption if he hears.”

“No, I won't.” I told him. “We will have a long talk about it over milkshakes with Leslie. Then I will decide how you will proceed at school.”

“Listen to your dad. He's making a lot of sense.” Sophie said choosing to enter the apartment at that very opportune moment.

“I'm doomed.” Dylan said theatrically.

“Doomed to being true to yourself and having people around to make certain you keep being true to yourself. Hurting yourself in any shape or form to even the slightest degree is not a negotiable aspect of our relationship. Now get over here and kiss me so you know there's no hard feelings.”

“You're taking it remarkably well.” Dylan said as he kissed me. “I love you.”

“I had my suspicions and I love you to.” I told him. “You were caught up in this nonsense when we met and it has a momentum that cannot be undone in three weeks. I wanted to see how things unfolded between us before tackling this issue. Glad we have Leslie to help. Sophie I'm drowning in kisses today. I'll let Tracy tell you all about it. Some pretty wench sat in my lap for ten minutes kissing me most improperly. Tracy won't even let me write a note to the college about the unseemly behavior. No she'll be quite happy to tell the others tonight at dinner and I'm certain you will enjoy hearing this twice.”

“Good idea about learning to accept thank you with grace.” Dylan said when he finally stopped laughing to catch his breath. “Gods my ribs hurt so much. Thank you, Tracy, I needed that.”

“Please will you give this to your accountant tomorrow?” Adam asked Sophie handing her the cream he had prepared. “Tell him there are instructions and my phone number if Abigail has any questions. Will you ladies consider letting Rohan up to cook dinner?”

“Dinner. We didn't go shopping.” I said in horror. “Call a cab quickly.”

“Relax, Rohan. I went shopping on my way over.” my housekeeper told me. “Catherine said you needed to eat something light and nourishing. She'll be joining us for dinner. I remembered you make a delicious stir fry. Lao told me what to get. He's curious to see what you put together with the ingredients. Sorry, I can't help because I don't know what half the ingredients are.”

“Wonderful.” I said getting up.

“Another challenge.” Tracy said gleefully. “I'll have to observe this meal come together. Let's go. There's wine calling to us.”

“Whatever you're making in there make some more.” Abby said when she arrived with Leslie. “I have your calendar at hand. Literally because it can be accessed on my phone. Dylan needs to meet with us over milkshakes this weekend. We will make it happen if it is too important to wait until Monday. You've been hanging out with unsavory influences, Dylan. The next words I hear from you had better be a time for us to have milkshakes or I'll spank you right here.”

“Eleven.” Dylan said in shocked response. “I see I'm not the only person he is influencing.”

“He influences everybody he meets. Thank you, Tracy, a glass of white wine will be lovely.”

“Any chance of a spanking because I listened?” Dylan asked mischievously. “You really ought to deliver if you want us to take your threats seriously. I guess I'll settle for a kiss or two.”

“Did you recognize every vegetable in that lot?” Tracy asked. “Then how did you know what to use with the beef and what went with the chicken? Feel. I might have guessed. I feel the need for a glass of wine.”

“What's for dessert?” Adam asked from the living room.

“Crepes with fruit.” I called back.

“Nice.” Catherine said. “A light dessert.”

“Is there ice-cream or whipped cream to go with them?” Adam asked.

“Both.”

“When you step out of that kitchen I'm going to kiss you.” Adam said.

“And I'm going to smack you.” Catherine warned.

“Speaking of kisses somebody remember to ask about the bus trip to Lao when we sit down for dinner.” Sophie said.

Despite my faith in Lao the blend of flavors proved a pleasant, intriguing surprise for me. Many of the others thought so as well but we all agreed Lao could provide a list of the ingredients for any of our meals. Tracy's account of the bus trip was greeted with the expected laughter and banter with Dylan about protecting me from the ladies. The surprise for me was everybody insisting on giving me a thank you kiss for the mom and her daughter.

“What's required for putting dessert together?” Catherine asked. “Tracy can manage the assembly if all she has to do is fill and roll them. I need you upstairs for some stretching and warm up exercises. Before you head over to the gym tomorrow morning you need to do these exercises again. Lao and I worked hard on getting this routine together. Excuse us.”

The routine was an easy one to remember and added a special bite to some regular stretches. I felt them burn on deeper levels than usual. Where a hamstring stretch usually caught me at the top or bottom of my hamstring this burned all along it and in the surrounding muscles. When we were done Catherine had me stand and ground myself for five minutes. The little extra hurts faded quickly enough allowing me to walk downstairs without any pain. Yes I understand how important that five minutes of standing still is to the routine. I'll do it exactly as you showed me. I'm not reckless enough to take chances with any workout Lao has worked on.

“Ice-cream or whipped cream on my crepes. Is this a trick question?” I ask Tracy when we get downstairs. “The only correct answer is both.”

“A good thing we have added some extra burn for all those calories.” Catherine said punching me gently on the arm. “I'll have mine with a little whipped cream. Thank you, Tracy. In all seriousness I am looking forward to seeing how you cope with the new workout. Lao has asked me to monitor it closely and call him at the first opportunity so we can tweak it if needed. A good thing you don't mind being on center stage. I think it will prove a show stopper. This may even get me more clients than I can handle.”

Even with the ice-cream and cream I still finished the meal feeling incredibly light and ready for some time alone with Dylan upstairs. Maybe the playroom tonight I mused as the conversation flowed around me. Dylan leaned against me and draped my arms around his shoulders. We sat quietly listening to the others. Morgan was trying to wheedle kisses out of Tracy. He calmly told her even though she said no it was good practice for when he started dating. Abby was asking Sophie if she had recovered from the weekend yet. Catherine and J were discussing the chances of their baseball teams making the playoffs. A typical evening of companionship. I was content to sit with my arm around Dylan.

My housekeeper got up and unobtrusively made a round replenishing drinks. When she got to us she kissed the tops of our heads as she handed us our drinks. You are welcome I told her when she thanked me for providing a second family for her while she was at college. Quite obviously I did it entirely for you and not out of some perverse desire to be punished by three scurvy knaves.

“One of them tonight.” Dylan told me. “The other two are having a sleepover downstairs. Tomorrow morning is a brand new day though.”

“The only way for you to punish me is to stay away from me. Whatever we do together will only bring me pleasure. You don't have to kiss me for telling the truth.”

“I do have to kiss you when you say such sweet things.”

“And if he didn't I'd kiss you I'd spank him.” my housekeeper added before moving on to see if Amanda was thirsty.

“Broad leather wrist cuffs with a matching broad leather belt in a bit.” Dylan said softly. “Plus one or two other accessories but I'd hate to spoil the surprise.”

The others unknowingly gave us an hour for the anticipation to build. We all lingered at the table. Tracy ended the evening by embarrassing me. She told the others how wonderful I'd looked trying to avoid getting my butt kicked by Lao. Did you know that fear can make a person more graceful she asked the others? Neither did I before I saw it today. Good idea I think I will take a recorder with me the next time. There's always some interesting action on the bus ride over there I can use to practice. Why yes I do believe the exchange of phone numbers might have something to do with the confidence behind that last comment, Rohan. Now I don't think we ought to keep you up much longer considering your session with Catherine is at ten tomorrow. I'll be over for breakfast. Well if you feel he'll be in no state for solid foods after the two hour workout, Catherine, we'll let him have a smoothie and take him over to the massage therapist for a pummeling before coming back here for lunch.

Dylan assured her we'd get the tea brewing before we headed upstairs. Yes the directions are quite clear thank you. Now scoot! I have a Scoundrel in need of punishing and you don't want us up too late so that means you'd better kiss us good night quickly. There's always time for kisses, Tracy. Especially from you. I think that sweet compliment is worth an extra two kisses at least. Five would be the usual but we are in a rush. Why isn't the kettle on, Scoundrel? The sooner we get this tea brewed the sooner I can getting on to brewing up something equally as hot upstairs. You're right the slight delay is pleasantly dealt with by indulging in some kissing with the one you love. Now that your tea's done we can get on with some father son bondage. After all the food you fed me you don't expect me to walk upstairs, do you? No I don't want to walk off the extra pounds. That would be a waste of all the good food, silly Scoundrel.

“Scoundrel, I think every son should get to play swings with their dad.” Dylan told me as I set him down in the playroom. We quickly cleared a space for him to have some fun. “Bend forward and place your hands out in front of you. Now if I placed these around your wrists and then attached them to these cables like so we have a nicely secured scoundrel. Balance on one leg and extend the other straight behind you. Good. Let's see if I have this figured out correctly. Lift your last leg up and back. Perfect.”

I was now stretched out with my arms spread out in front of me and my legs secured close together behind me. Supported entirely by a combination of cables and cuffs. Dylan stepped up next to me and slipped a butt plug into my ass. I waited for the first stroke with the promised belt. My boy is growing in confidence I said to myself as the first warm-up blow landed firmly across my ass. There wasn't much else I could do except relax into my bonds and enjoy whatever plans he had for me. The butt plug added an interesting twist as my cheeks instinctively clenched beneath each stroke. While my ass closed around it on the outside the plug stretched me on the inside.

“Nice twist with the plug.” I complimented him. “The force is great for a regular warm up. Personally I could do with it a touch firmer. Yes, ouch! Just like that! A dozen more, please. Why am I paying you in kisses for the twelve? Oh, it's a reward it it? That explains it. Five kisses it is.”

“Three more before we get to the meat of the spanking.” Dylan announced and finished the last of the warm up quickly.

Knowing Dylan was clothed while I was naked added some extra heat. This extra heat was soon match by the doubled belt landing squarely across my ass. Instinctively I arched within my bonds. Rising into an obscene, erotic version of the cobra pose suspended two feet off the ground.

“Either tie me off or end the spanking soon if you don't want me unloading soon.” I told him. “Fuck no! I most definitely don't want you to stop. Yes, it hurts! So fucking good though. What a massage you give, scurvy knave. How many were you planning on giving me? Forty. A decent amount. Seventeen more to go.”

“That ought to fix you.” Dylan said snapping the tie closed around the base of my cock. “Now you won't make a mess on the floor before I am ready. Seventeen more ought to help me shed off some of those pounds you were worried about. While I'm right here next to you I think I ought to steal a kiss or two.”

Swat! Heat blossoming. Back arching. Cock throbbing. Swaying within my bonds. Again and again and again. What bliss. Far too good to last and following his orders I told him we were done with forty. My son wasted no time stripping, removing the butt plug and hopping up onto my back. Settling himself into position he slid his rock hard cock into me. I'd been so thoroughly stretched by the plug I almost didn't feel him enter me.

“Wow! Way better than I thought it would be.” Dylan told me as he drove his cock in and out of me. “This is the best swing ride ever.”

“Really? I ought to try it one day.” I said sighing in delight. No way I was admitting how good it felt being fucked by my son in this position when there was a chance he might take my place the next time.

“Oh, I think if you applied yourself you'll find a way to er uh talk me into playing this game again.” Dylan said against my cheek.

The gentle rocking motion reminded me of our time on the boat. This proved to be a painful reminder with the leather strap tied snugly at the base of my cock. I moaned beneath Dylan who had somehow managed to keep up an unbroken rhythm while fucking me. Breathe I reminded myself. You'll get your relief when he is ready and not a moment before. When he was ready proved to be three full minutes after he had filled my ass with cum. Standing alongside me Dylan unsnapped the leather tie while plunging the plug down into my ass. The result was a spectacular load of cum splattered on the tiled floor. I thrashed about as much as I could as my balls were drained. Blessed relief. I lay completely limp and a little dazed for a few minutes. Dylan insisted on cleaning the toy and the mess on the floor before releasing me. Considering how wobbly my legs were on the walk to the bathroom I had to admit it was a good idea to leave me hanging for a little longer.

After our long shower filled with whispered thanks, love yous and gentle touches we returned to the playroom to finish putting things back together. Then the sweet lad joined me as I knelt before the altar to whisper a quick prayer of thanks. There could be no better prayer for us to share as our first joint prayer before my altar. Solemnly we walked back to the bedroom, climbed beneath the covers and went to sleep in each others arms.

“Here we go again.” I sighed as I felt a crop, no two crops striking my ass the next morning.

“You did say something about three scurvy knaves punishing you and I didn't want to make a liar out of my dad.” Dylan told me scooting into position so I could help him with his first load of the day.

“Morgan is way too clever to be teamed up with Adam.” I mumbled as I filled my mouth with cock.

“Why, Scoundrel, I think they make a lovely couple.” Dylan said after sighing in response to my ministrations. “Morgan knows to let 1201 take the lead and is mimicking him perfectly.”

That is what concerns me I thought. This would be no gentle whipping from Morgan if he matched the force of his cohort. I was soon proved correct. The bite increased significantly after a mere three lashes. Morgan's blows fell on the lower half of my cheeks while Adam worked the upper half. Between them and a mouthful of cock I was nicely covered. Harder still the blows became. Dylan climaxed and had to push my head off his sensitive cock as I worked on moving beyond the pain flaring in my ass.

“A loving son ought to be giving his dad a loving blowjob right now.” I told Dylan by way of a not-too-subtle hint.

“A pity there are merely scurvy knaves present.” Dylan remarked casually before sliding down to stretch his mouth around my erection.

There was no need for him to do much. All he had to do was let the considerable force of the blows drive me to my orgasm. Deeper and deeper I let my awareness sink as the level of pain rose ever higher. Gods they were an exceptional team. A year together will make them an incredible duo. How lucky I am to be the one they learn their trade on. Opening a little more I let the pain flood my entire body. Pain in. Cum out. Strike of crop. Jettison cum. Pain in. Cum out. Strike. On and on it went until Dylan rolled out from under me. Only then did the other two knaves stop the spanking.

“I won't let you leave me like this.” I told them. “There's two of you and two ends to me. I don't give a fuck who takes which end but take it before I count to three.”

Adam fucked my ass. Morgan fucked my face. I let them know a bottom can take control. Especially a bottom that has been aroused by a fucking good whipping. Neither of them stood a chance of lasting long as I clenched my ass on Adam's cock and really hollowed my cheeks around Morgan's throbbing erection. They'd had their fun. Now it was time for me to have mine. A little under ten minutes later I spat out a softening cock from one end while another was withdrawn from me.

“Good morning, scurvy knaves.” I said with a smile. “You certainly know how to wake a guy. No you don't get to sneak off to the shower before I have had a good morning kiss from each of you. Now lend me your shoulders to lean on. Go ahead, Dylan. I want the water hot and steaming when we arrive or else these two will check to see how wide awake they can get you.”

“They put quite a tempting glow in your cheeks but I don't think we have the time.” Dylan said mournfully as he scurried ahead. “You have a gym workout.”

“No wonder you stay so lean.” Morgan said as we walked slowly towards the shower. “Speaking of glow I think you might find yourself the center of some teasing in the change room.”

“And the massage table.” Adam added. “Sorry about that.”

“Are you?” I asked with a suspicion about the answer.

“No.” all three of the scurvy knaves told me with huge smiles.

They all joined in washing me before they allowed me to wash them. We were drying when Tracy stepped into the bathroom.

“No knocking. Very brave.” Morgan told her.

“Actually I forgot.” Tracy said blushing. “Here's a kiss each for being decent.”

“Doubt my mom would call this state of dress decent.” Morgan said with a smile. “What a lovely decadence we get to enjoy here.”

“Oatmeal and smoothies was the lightest breakfast I could think of at such short notice.” I confessed. “That's the handiwork of Adam and Dylan. Do you like the red they chose? Yes it hurt quite a bit but it's the thought that counts. I'll be fine by the time the workout begins.”

“Sure you will.” Tracy said sounding a little dubious. “We can't do anything more than let Dylan apply some of your magical cream. You boys did know he has a massage today?”

“Yes, we did.” Dylan told her calmly as he spread cream over my cheeks.

“Let me guess. That was part of the attraction.” Tracy said with a smile. “How can I be mad when it makes such perfect sense? Thanks to you boys I get to be there to share his embarrassment.”

“Good luck on Rohan being embarrassed over a mere spanking.” Adam told her. “You'll see.”

We all headed downstairs together. Amanda had dished up bowls of oatmeal and set a smoothie beside each plate. The boys set off a little early saying they were trying to make up for lost time at school. Yes I told Tracy I am working on changing that attitude. Let's relax for an hour and then I will do the exercises Catherine taught me. I checked with Abigail that her husband had been home on time every day that week. She was delighted to chat and thank me in person. Yes I know the cream works really well. From personal experience how else? Dylan applied some this morning after my kinky wake up. Be sure to let me know if there's anything you need for your weekend. Now it's time for me to get ready for my workout.

Tracy strained my tea into a stainless steel water bottle while I did my stretches and grounding. I knew from the pinpoints of pain I got most of them correct. There were a couple I'd need to check with Catherine. We took care of this before I got on the treadmill. Catherine paused briefly to ask if I remembered what Lao had shown me yesterday and when I nodded she hit the buttons. No gentle increase in pace. My warm up became a sprint. The secret Lao had taught me was not to think. No beliefs to hinder the body was what he wanted from me. React. Let the body respond. Can and can't have no role in life. There simply is. By going straight to a rapid pace Catherine left me with no choice but to apply what Lao had suggested or get badly hurt in the fall.

Questing inside of me with my awareness I found my center and let all else fade from my awareness. The body knew. I didn't have time to think about failure or not being fit enough. Legs pumping smoothly I warmed up at a sprint for a good twenty minutes. Then the circuit began. A few weight machines set to a level I couldn't have lifted without using chi. Done with the circuit there was the heavy bag waiting for some kicks. A lighter bag for some punches. Halfway through the punches I slipped into the place of stillness Lao had told me about. I punched harder with less effort. Moved on to the next exercise caught up in the marvelous interaction of my body parts.

The stair climber replaced the treadmill for the second round. No need for a jolt now. All Catherine wanted to test from here on out was fatigue. How much or hopefully how little. I had to fight hard to keep my joy contained. There was also the sexual element unfolding within me at this extreme sense of physical pleasure. I pressed a little harder with no more than a thought. Could I go that much faster? Yes. How about this pace? Not yet. Draw back a little. Wait.

“Drink!” Tracy shouted in my ear holding up the water bottle. “Tea Rohan. Tea!”

I drank the brew and felt my body draw the liquid into places within me I never knew were dry. Then the herbs kicked in giving my cells a new burst of energy. Now I could hit that pace. Yes! Heavier weights felt lighter now.

“Add some chi, Rohan.” Catherine said when I launched my first kick at the heavy bag. “A little to start. We'll be back here again soon enough. Chi!” Clip to the back of my head.

The bag hung motionless for the first seven kicks. Then on the eighth a little more chi got it to move a couple of inches. Keep it there somebody told me. Another smack to the back of the head. Same with the punches. Bag moving a couple of inches. Control. Hold it there. Now move. Rowing machine. Tea. More tea. Circuit. Move the bag two more inches than last time. Two not three. Clip. Better. Steady. Done and punches. Here we go again. Back to the treadmill. Finish the tea. All of it.

“Are you back with us?” Catherine asked staring at me intently with her hands on top of my shoulders. “Grounding. Breathing. Drink that water Tracy is offering you. Slowly. How are you feeling? Check first before you answer.”

“Good. Is that all? You're going soft on me at our first session.” I said and was amazed when she slipped her arms around me and hugged me tight.

“What are you guys staring at?” Catherine said loudly with her cheek still against my chest. “I'm checking his heart.”

“And his butt.” Tracy said impishly noticing one of Catherine's hands had slipped a little low. This caused the spectators to burst into laughter as they went to resume their workouts.

“You didn't have to do that, Tracy.” Catherine said still making no effort to release me. “The surprises continue. Lao was right in saying there would be no end to my amazement at what the body can achieve when freed of limiting thought and supported by chi.”

“You're exaggerating.” I told her. “There was nothing to those weights.”

“Then why is that guy who happens to be all muscle and three times your size lightening the load. Yes, you did that the last round. Nobody else was working out. They were waiting to see you drop dead on us. I'm glad you didn't. Dylan would have done terrible things to me. Deservedly so if I'd let anything happen to you. I suppose you're right. We need to get him showered before his massage. Go ahead, Tracy. He's all yours. Thank you, Rohan, for everything.”

“Old geezer and nurse coming through.” Tracy called out before calmly helping me into the change room.

“The old geezer is fitter than I've ever been.” somebody called out. “All I do is a few iron man races a year though so that might be why.”

“I got a kinky wake up call from a couple of lovers.” I replied to a few jibes and questions at the sight of my butt. “Couldn't run away because I was saving the running for Catherine.”

“Thank you guys for being so accommodating.” Tracy said when we were done. “Which way is the smoothie bar? Oh, very good of you to show us Catherine. Bye guys.”

I insisted on buying Tracy and Catherine a smoothie. Tracy insisted on getting me two smoothies. Before we left Catherine gave Tracy a flask with instructions for me to drink it all once I'd eaten some solid food. Yes it's a tea from Lao. We didn't want to risk you getting them confused. This tea would not be good for you to drink before the workout. Lao can explain the molecular and cellular reactions and why it is best to drink after a workout. I like to keep it simple and follow directions.

Catherine had called a cab for us while I was in the shower so it was waiting when we left the gym. You have no idea how rough a workout Tracy answered the cab driver. Catherine must have quite a reputation if you guys know her by name. We thought it a good idea to schedule a massage after the workout so if you could take us to the healing center next to the co-op that would be wonderful. I've got him thank you and it looks like our masseuse has been forewarned.

Juliet, my masseuse, came out to help Tracy get me in and onto her table. Being a professional Juliet made no comment about my butt much to Tracy's disappointment. I fell asleep after five minutes on the table. They insisted I take a taxi back to the apartment even though I had made the walk countless times. We'll tip generously to make it worthwhile Tracy told me. Tracy paid and surprised me by booking another massage for Monday afternoon. After what we saw at the gym you deserve it and you have another workout with Catherine Monday at eleven. Now come on you need some solid food inside you.

The solid food proved to be a salad with spaghetti bolognese. I complimented my housekeeper on the food and the garlic bread in particular. They ought to be good because it's from an Italian restaurant you own she told me. Thought I'd help you do some quality control while getting something solid inside of you. No dessert allowed until after you've finished this vile smelling tea Catherine lovingly brewed for you. The boys don't expect us to leave you alone today nor do they expect you to be awake much this afternoon. Surprisingly the sleep I drifted into was more because I was feeling so relaxed rather than tired from my exertions. Tracy woke me as ordered shortly before the boys were due home. I washed my face quickly and got back under my sheet moments before they entered.

“You guys can wait to hear the full story when Catherine tells it tonight.” Tracy told the boys. “He's in amazing shape considering the workout. Rohan was his usual spectacular self. 1201 was right about him not being in the least embarrassed about his red butt. He told them it was a kinky wake up call from his lovers. The plural got all the guys attention. There were quite a few comments about being woken by lovers and still working out with Catherine. Seems like Rohan is the only one to consider doing both on the same day.”

“The other guys no doubt wish they had two lovers.” my housekeeper said. “Rohan will join us for dessert when you've had your lunch. This is a special occasion.”

“Dylan after seeing you guys all naked so often I'm hardly likely to be intimidated by seeing guys naked at the gym.” Tracy told him. “Now get to the table so I can have some dessert. Tiramisu would be my guess because it's his favorite Italian dessert.”

While the boys were eating lunch I received a call from Lawrence. I knew something was up when he asked how I was feeling after my workout. The real give away was when Lawrence tried to tell me somebody had mentioned it on Monday or Tuesday but he couldn't remember who. I walked out onto the balcony to chat with him for a few minutes before Tracy called me in for dessert. I told him tomorrow morning was open and I'd love to chat more.

“Thank you. I know it isn't easy.” I told Dylan as I took my seat. Then we hugged and kissed.

“Did he tell you?” Dylan asked.

“No he wouldn't do that to you. I guessed. Let's play along and you can read the text he'll send you soon.”

Once in a while it won't hurt to go light on veggies I declared when my housekeeper questioned my menu for dinner. After all that exertion I need steak and potatoes. The peas and carrots are still two veggies plus there will be black beans. Bread and butter pudding for dessert. Lots of it. I think I lost at least a sixty fourth of a pound today. You wouldn't want me to fade away to nothing.

“Sophie did you come here early just to bully me?” I asked. “Fine. I'll go rest up for an hour before I start dinner. Yes I imagine Tracy can sprinkle spice mix over the steaks without supervision. You won't mind us going light on the veggies if I rest? Deal!”

“Let's not tell Rohan he feeds the boys more veggies in a week than I do in two weeks or he might go even lighter on them.” Sophie told my housekeeper in front of me and the boys.

“From what I hear the boys didn't go light on him.” my housekeeper said.

“They were magnificent. Give the two of them a year and they'll be able to make a fortune charging for floggings.” I said from my place of exile on the couch. “You know you can always snuggle with me, Dylan. What about all the extra homework? Oh, you got some extra free time at school. Then let's help ourselves to some peace and quiet. Maybe somebody will be kind enough to help me manifest a drink for each of us. I do like surprises.”

“Here you are, Master.” Adam said placing a glass of wine before me and an iced tea in front of Dylan.

“The waiter is surprisingly cute.” Dylan commented.

“He is also surprisingly strong.” I added. “Do you think it is improper to tip him with a kiss?”

“Something like this seems very appropriate.” Dylan said kissing Adam hard with quite a bit of tongue. Naturally I gave Adam a tip as well.

“Did it really hurt this morning or are you just giving the boys extra credit so they'll do it again?” Dylan asked me as he snuggled close.

“”You were there and saw my reaction. Yes, it did hurt. Quite a lot actually. I am so lucky to have boys who treat me so well. My son set a lovely tone last night. Before I start cooking you can apply some cream. Right now I like you right where you are.”

Tracy wasn't going to send the two of us upstairs without a chaperone. Something about dinner needing to be served tonight and not for breakfast. My housekeeper insisted on joining us with Adam to do an inspection. His assessment of a little redder than usual but not too bad calmed her fears. Then he spoiled it by saying he was glad it wasn't him on the receiving end of such a spanking.

“We all have different tolerances. When I am approaching forty instead of my mid-teens I might want such a spanking.” a quick-thinking Adam explained. “Right now I am only twelve. This does make a huge difference in tolerance. All I have to do is survive Rohan's attempts to reduce my need for pain and to go gentler on me during my spankings.”

Finally we were able to head downstairs and I entered the safe haven of my kitchen. The safety lasted all of three minutes before Catherine invaded my kitchen to give me a kiss.

“Catherine, your boyfriend's present.” I finally said. “Thank Lao for what I did today. So many spiritual concepts are becoming clearer and he hasn't mentioned any of them. Today it was the no-thought idea from Buddhism. The energy available when you rest in the space between thoughts is amazing. Your cells overwhelm you with their intelligence and you marvel at the creation of such a magnificent thing. Something as small as a cell packs quite a bit of technology in it.

I'll do it for you, Tracy, if you let go of my butt. You know my schedule. All we need to add is the time I meet with my accountant to discuss the boy's business. Once that's penciled in you can set me up with the college. I am just as curious as you honestly. They have the equipment and it will help the students. You will have to clear it with Catherine if they want to monitor me while I'm working out.

Now leave this doddering old fool alone to cook up some dinner. Scram! The whole lot of you. I can manage on my own. Here's Leslie and Abby. They will tell you it's safe for me to be alone in the kitchen. Dylan you can stay only if it is because you want to be with me or help and not because you're worried. I feel fine. The teas have worked their magic. Getting plenty of rest helped but don't tell those housekeepers of mine. What I want to do right now is cook something phenomenal. How I'm going to do it remains a mystery. These are pretty simple ingredients. Nothing like a bit of a challenge. Let's see what we have in the fresh spices or veggies department.”

“So much for going light on the veggies.” Dylan said with exaggerated sadness. “Mom kissing him every time he looks for extra veggies will not help me get him to cut back on them.”

“Oh, I'm sorry.” Sophie said giving me another kiss. “Oops.”

“We've got this, Tracy.” I said some time later. “Please get everybody seated and the sides on the table. We'll plate the steaks and bring them to the table shortly. Now where did my vanilla bean escape to? Got it! Three small pats of herb butter with each steak, please, Dylan. A small portion of caramelized onions alongside each steak as well. That out to make it something a little special. Go ahead and eat before the food gets cold. We'll be out in a couple of minutes.”

They made me walk around for thank you kisses before I even had a chance to sit down. I think Adam left traces of potato on my cheek. Finally I was allowed to sit down and eat. Tracy told me not to move when the timer went off. When she came back to the table she did a head count and told everybody there were only five servings of dessert per person and would they please keep this in mind when dishing up. Yes 1201 that means don't be shy. Catherine had asked if she could tell the others about my workout after we were done eating. That way Leslie would be able to ask questions and make notes without her food getting cold. Tracy did commend Leslie on her choice of masseuse.

“A pity she didn't bat an eye at the sight of his well spanked butt.” Tracy said with a sigh. “No comment whatsoever. You might want to have a word with her about that, Leslie. Somebody may think she's uncaring.”

“Who do you think is training the young Dominatrix at the cellphone shop?” Leslie said with a smile. “Yes, the lovely masseuse you visited today. I expected that at some point there would be visible marks from the more intimate workout sessions. The boys will need massages at some point. I had a word with her.”

“That explains her 'nice workmanship' and 'nicely laid out' comments when she massaged his butt.” Tracy said. “You were asleep by then, Rohan.”

I matched Adam spoonful for spoonful when it came to dessert. Tracy warned the others to get stuck in quickly before the two of us took care of the rest. Finally even we had to stop. Dylan took me firmly in hand and led me to my place on the couch. My housekeeper told him not to let go of my hand. I didn't think you could do the dishes or clear the table holding Rohan's hand which is why Tracy is helping with them. The others are also pitching in so we can satisfy our curiosity about the workout sooner. A surprisingly short time later they were done.

Catherine began by saying the biggest surprise was the comments throughout the rest of the day from other people at the gym. They mentioned feeling a change in the energy. A good change. Their workouts seemed easier. People felt happier being there. Leslie asked her to see how long these comments lasted. Yes it had to be the residual energy from whatever I got up to earlier.

“How on earth did you manage to lift that amount of weight?” Abby asked. “I know you are strong but even that's a stretch for you.”

“I didn't lift them. They moved up and down or however without any effort.” I told her. “There was no sensation of muscles tensing and hands pulling or pushing. Catherine guided me to the machine and I did the reps. My focus was entirely on the emptiness by the third circuit. I struggled a bit at first when I got to the weight machines. There was too much time to get caught back in my thoughts. On the treadmill I had to let go of thoughts and shift into what Lao had taught me yesterday pretty darn quick or get hurt. I realized it took more focus when there was no sense of imminent danger. Looks like I still have work to do before I can carry this state of no-thought with me from exercise to exercise.”

“Lao set it up this way to help you realize this part of the training.” Catherine told me. “When it becomes as natural as your current state of thinking he says there might be a little bit of hope for you. I reported back to him before coming over here. He'd like to give you some pointers tomorrow before you session with Leslie. I set it up for ten with the option to cancel if you had something scheduled. Glad you can make it.”

“The secret might be to apply what Lao taught you to use while exercising to the pauses between them. I don't know what he taught you so I do not know if it will work. A thought and nothing more.” Dylan suggested. “Much like staying in the zone but this will be the Lao zone.”

“That's a good idea. I think I will have to practice it during our workouts first. They're safer.” I told him and kissed the top of his head. “There really was no difference in how I felt between exercises once I'd settled in the Lao zone, Leslie. Tricky of Lao to have me only move the bags a small amount. This is harder than just drawing up a whole lot of energy and unleashing it. I had to trust my body even as I sunk to this deeper level of consciousness. All I could do was say two inches and trust myself to draw just enough energy to move it two inches. Then I think it was four inches. Then the last round I believe was to move it six inches.”

“Was that for the heavy bag or medium bag?” Abby asked. “I'm pretty certain you guys bypassed the light bag or punching ball altogether.”

“Both, Abby.” Catherine told her. “No idea how you move the heavy bag six inches with a kick. You'll have to ask Rohan or Lao. I struggle to move it six inches by pushing on it with my entire body. A few kick boxers were watching and decided they didn't want to get in the ring with Rohan. They were curious to know how you could block a kick with that much force behind it.”

“That's why you move out of the way of Lao's attack rather than make contact.” Tracy told me.

“Lao would throw me around like a rag doll if I was ever stupid enough to grab any part of him.” I told her. “I'd be exposed to the full force of his chi flowing straight into me. A lot like touching a live wire and being electrocuted.

After the workout, Leslie, I was glad Tracy was there to help me but by the time I'd done the stretching routine and grounding I had started to recover. There has to be a way to avoid this draining effect. Lao may show me it or leave me to figure it out myself. The physical aspect of my form took some punishment because I am not yet skilled enough to infuse them with healing energy as I work out. One thing at a time. Let me get fit before I take on anything more or unless Lao decides to make it more challenging. No, I wouldn't say what I did placed more stress on my body than a regular workout does. We'll confirm this when the college wires me up to their machines. Tracy will explain that to you.

What I'm looking forward to is getting beyond the games. All this play is entertaining enough for people but I feel I am only scratching the surface. Lao's presence is so deep there has to be more to this whole thing. I may need to get in touch with the abbot of the monastery. There are teachings I never got to study. I'm sure he'd be delighted to meet you Dylan. We'll take a drive out there one day soon. I think I'll let him teach you a bit about the meditation so I don't contaminate your vessel.

All done? Good. What about a nice boring murder mystery? Thank you, Tracy, another glass of wine will be perfect.”

The others indulged my taste for the more cerebral British crime detective. I snuggled with Dylan and Adam on either side of me. A pretty good day all-in-all I decided as I concentrated on the show. Ninety minutes later the show was over. Tracy promised we would be at Lao's promptly at ten. Dylan assured Leslie I would be at her office at four sharp. Especially when I'm lined up for a session Saturday morning at eleven. I had other plans for us at around eleven involving some milking and shaking he told her calmly. Better get it done this weekend because next weekend is the unveiling of our produce venture at the cabin. Yes there will be two scurvy knaves nursing you tonight. You do want him to sleep like a baby don't you, Tracy? I guarantee he will sleep soundly. Eventually.

“Tracy made me promise we'd go easy on you and not give you too much of a workout.” Dylan told me as they undressed me in the bedroom.

“You could never give me too much of a workout.” I told him with a kiss.

“I'm not certain on the days you workout with Catherine how much stress you place on your body so I'd intended to be gentle regardless. This way I earn a little credit with Tracy to use later. Hardly dishonest. Merely the gold one earns from silence. I thought you could take the night off. I'll have 1201 fuck me through you. Why I'm certain you'll find a way to make yourself quite comfortable while lying on my back and if this glorious cock I'm holding were to accidentally slip inside me well that's a risk I'm happy to take. Are we ready 1201? Thank you for taking care of it.”

Adam set aside the bottle of lubricant while I made myself comfortable on his back. Strangely enough there simply was no way to get comfortable without sliding into his body. A very convenient set up you have there I told Dylan. Huh, more like I'm the one being set up and set upon. Asking for it is no reason not to elicit sympathy. You'll get no sympathy from me if either of you thinks of making this a sympathy fuck.

“Go ahead, 1201. Fuck me!” Dylan said stretching beneath me. “Oh, yes! We're off to a great start.”

“I want that load so you'd better ride us both out.” I warned before nuzzling his neck.

The fucking was fast and furious from Adam. He couldn't be gentle with me if Dylan was to feel it the way he wanted. No complaints from me on that score. I loved being used by a boy from time to time. The secret was too space it out just enough for them to think of it as a rare treat from me to them. So far I'd managed to get it right. The extra practice Adam had gotten with Morgan was paying off. Adam was thrusting upwards more instead of straight in and out. I loved the new angle of his thrusts. The pace had also picked up. Sensing he couldn't come too quickly Adam abandoned himself to getting off as quickly with the fewest strokes possible.

Damn it was incredible to have a twelve year old ass gripping my cock while a twelve year old cock rubbed against my sweet spot. Fucking hell! I reached out ahead of me and took hold of the headboard in both hands. This placed me completely at his mercy. I was no long a participant at all. Now I was nothing more than a fuck toy. A vessel for him to use to get off. Adam set about getting off quite vigorously. I groaned deeply as he pumped cum into me. All too soon he was replacing his cock with a skillful finger. Right there! Nice solid pressure for a couple more minutes regardless of the mess it had waded through inside me. A mess I was soon duplicating in a cursing Dylan's ass.

“Breathe, scurvy knave. Breathe it in and up.”I told him in a hoarse whisper. “Nearly done. A little more. Fuck yes! Sit on my face!”

Five thrusts into my mouth was all it took for him to feed me his lovely load. I swallowed it all greedily and continued to finger fuck him for a few minutes.

“Are you quite done toying with my ass?” Dylan eventually asked.

“Almost.” I said looking meaningfully at his hardening cock.

“Scoundrel, my first load isn't even dry on your lips and you are looking for more.” Dylan said in mock surprise. “What is a poor boy like me meant to do?”

“Stay hard.” I told him. “I suppose if I looked at what it takes to get you hard again I might find a sliver of fun in the process. Are you two scurvy knaves ready for your role in a double team? Finally! I thought you were going to make it easy on me. No work somebody said. Huh, I've been hoodwinked.”

“You'll find it quite pleasant to be hoodwinked when the hoodwinking is done by two delicious, tasty boys who are only too happy to step up to the plate for a double team. I'm so confident you'll find this hoodwinking pleasant I'll offer you a double your money back guarantee.”

“Well it's not our fault if you won't pay us.” Adam added as he took my hand and started me towards the bathroom. “I promised Tracy we'd have you in bed within an hour of her leaving. We may need to rush a bit. A couple of fingers in each of our asses ought to be enough. I've had my pleasure so do what you need to get your fix as quick as you can.”

Taking him up on his suggestion I wasted no time sliding two fingers into each of their tight butts. Time to settle a question I'd had for quite a few days I thought. Two cocks we know can fit. What about two cocks and four balls? How much pleasure can I give them if I suck on their balls for as long as their cocks? I found out it all fitted and crammed my mouth full very nicely. I also found that taking cocks and balls into my mouth at the same time led to much greater pleasure. Part of that was due to the extra finger but nobody was splitting hairs about the value of the individual parts. All the scurvy knaves knew was an increase in pleasure that left them very weak at the knees. I remained on my knees as the cum flowed down my throat. All the flesh in my mouth ensured no cum escaped from my mouth. I took a little extra time afterward to make certain no cum was left on their tasty equipment.

“The next time you want to suck on my cock and balls at the same time,” Adam told me as we kissed goodnight. “please don't waste any time asking if you can. Best blowjob I've had in the past ten years.”

“Me too.” Dylan added. “Thank you, Scoundrel, for always finding a way to surprise us pleasantly. Now we'd better go to sleep in the next three minutes or 1201 will be in trouble.”

“That might not be a bad thing.” I said winking at Dylan. “Maybe I'll take four minutes.”

“Tracy won't spank me.” Adam said. “She'll tickle me so please go to sleep. You can have my ass in the morning.”

“How can you refuse an offer like that, Scoundrel?” Dylan asked. “Wow! 1201 you got him to go to sleep within five seconds. Well done. Now where's my goodnight kiss? Thank you.”

I literally fucking woke Adam the next morning. Hearing the sounds of flesh on flesh Dylan was soon roused and aroused. He stood next to me as I knelt behind Adam's ass and fed me his cock. This time I didn't hesitate to swallow cock and balls for the duration of his good morning suck. I'd done a little gentle dry fucking of Adam's gorgeous ass before penetrating him. The challenge of sliding my cock up his cleft without waking him had been too much to resist. This reduced the time it took for me to fill him with a nice load of cum. Adam was only half awake when I soak his insides with cum. The lovely miscreant didn't even climax.

Smiling I scooped them both into my arms and headed for the shower. Dylan didn't need to be told twice to fuck me. I made certain to repeat the sucking of last night with Adam as well. I swallowed his cum quite quickly and we kissed while Dylan finished pounding his way to his second orgasm of the day. The gentle flow of cum and the wetness were incredibly arousing to me. There's a good deal of joy in knowing somebody wants to make love to you. Regardless of age or gender this is always a very special part of any sexual encounter for me. We went downstairs earlier than usual to get started on breakfast. Waffles with sausage today I told the boys.

“Do either of you think you can get off quickly?” I asked as I slipped the last waffle into the warm oven and turned down the burner.

“How quickly?” Dylan asked. “Five minutes ought to be long enough for me to jack off. How about you 1201? Where did he get to?”

“Try speeding it up with some of this.” Adam told his friend offering him the bottle of lube. “I've got what I need.”

“You're the best, 1201. Kissing would speed it up even more. Fuck it's so hot standing here half naked stroking when the others are due here soon.” Dylan said opening his pants and applying a generous amount of lube to his cock and balls.

The boys were soon lost in a very hot kiss as their hands stroke their cocks as if they were trying to generate a spark to start a fire. There were plenty of sparks of a different sort flying soon. A lot of heat as well. How could anybody complain about cooking breakfast in a kitchen with two hot boys stroking and kissing? Anybody who did complain is in need of serious help. Slow it down hen I told them. I have to turn the sausages. Okay go ahead and fill my mouth you scurvy knaves. The last of their cum was flowing into my mouth when we heard footsteps approaching the front door. Laughing the boys fled to the balcony while I quickly stood up and swallowed the evidence.

“Where are the boys?” Amanda asked after she kissed my cheek.

“Conspiring no doubt.” I told her. “I think they deserve a sound tickling. You could assail them as they enter from the balcony. There's an extra sausage in it for you.”

Amanda took the sausage and went off to ambush the boys. I have no idea how much of their laughter was from the tickling or release at nearly being caught. That was worth two extra sausages I told her when she was done. Here you are. Dylan told her I'd just had two sausages before she got here. Twice Adam added. Now wonder you're looking so well this morning. She decided the boys weren't safe in the kitchen with me and took them with her to help set the table. A few minutes later my housekeepers arrived. Tracy was texting furiously and insisted only the boys could see her messages.

“That's why it's best he doesn't know.” Tracy said. “I told them it would have to be done in thirty minutes or less. They agreed so we are all set. Let me go set out something for him to wear.”

“Don't worry, Tracy,” Dylan told her. “Rohan will be on his best behavior. Makes notes so we can help polish the rough spots with Leslie later. Go along with it , my pet pervert. This will help a lot of people. I know it's sad you have to share the joy of giving but maybe it will spread to other cities. There's a limit to how many people I'll share you with. Set my mind at ease and tell me you'll go along with whatever Tracy has cooked up. Thank you.”

Amanda was beaming when she came downstairs with Tracy. I hadn't noticed her slip away. I did notice the passionate kiss. Adam noticed and blushed. The boys popped upstairs to see what I'd be wearing. Tracy's phone was receiving a lot of text messages.

“We have another two guests for breakfast.” Tracy said moments later. “Leslie and Abby should be joining us right about now.”

“Good morning.” Abby said right on cue. “What a lucky coincidence our appointment at nine got rescheduled for ten. Waffles and sausage are my favorite breakfast foods. Thank you, Rohan. Here's an extra kiss. You need to get used to them. I feel there will be plenty more this morning.”

Dylan couldn't leave without one more warning to me to behave. Tracy told Leslie she had been expecting more of a fight in getting me to wear those clothes. Leslie commented she was more surprised at Tracy expecting resistance after I'd told Dylan I'd behave. He won't break a promise to his son she told Tracy. Now let's go give the handsome man some more practice accepting kisses before we head out. Knowing that questions were futile I followed them wordlessly out the apartment surprisingly early for my session with Lao.

“That's not our bus, Tracy.” I told her. “There's a 'not in service' sign up. Okay if you insist I'll get on. See it's a college day trip or something there's a half dozen cheerleaders here. What do you mean that confirms it's the right bus. All right let me pay for our tickets.”

“No need, sir, just come on back a little.” a young gentleman told me. “Right here is fine.”

We were all standing in the space usually used for people in wheelchairs. The seats had been lifted to give us room to stand.

“Pleased to meet you, Rohan. I'm John Stevens, CEO of Meadowlake Transit. You must be Tracy, Leslie and Abby.” a gentleman in his mid forties said. “You've met this young lady before I believe.”

“This will help you remember.” she said stepping through the front row of cheerleaders and kissing me. The other cheerleaders grinned and some foolish photographer took a picture.

“As if I could ever forget a naughty imp like you. The colors of that outfit suit you.” I told her.

“We don't have much time so I'll get straight to the point.” John continued. “Word got around about your kind gesture and these young ladies decided that their good works project for the semester would be to see how many annual passes they could raise funds to purchase. The lovely mom and daughter you bought passes for have been kind enough to share a little of how it's improved their life. I wanted to thank you and these young ladies wanted to thank you. Meadowlake Transit is giving them a twenty per cent discount off any passes they purchase for others and matching them pass for pass. In effect we will ensure however many they sell will be doubled. I'm just going to shake your hand. I think you'd prefer it if the kisses came from these young ladies.”

“Hardly.” Tracy blurted out. “Oops.”

“Thank you, John.” I said shaking his hand. “I'm glad Tracy allowed me to help. She deserves some credit as well. Then there was your staff who all worked together to ensure the passes arrived where they were needed. They deserve some thanks as well.”

Then the girls descended on me. Ten minutes later I resurfaced and asked if our stop was coming up soon. Ladies you are all very pretty and talented kissers but we are in a public place and I only have so much restraint. Time for another round then.

“You took that very well.” John told me after another five minutes of kissing. “Tracy told me she'd have to spring this on you at the least minute and get a lot of help from Dylan. She said something about dragging you here in manacles. She's got a great sense of humor.”

“She was being serious and three weeks ago that is what it would have taken.” I told John. “Dylan and Leslie have worked miracles with me in three weeks. I hate being in the spotlight. I told Dylan, my adopted son, I would behave and these three ladies are here to bear witness that I did. You know Lao as well? What a small world.”

“My son goes to his evening tai chi class. I thought he kept the mornings free for private students.”

“He does.” Tracy told me. “Rohan is his only student when we show up in the morning. I'm here to help him by holding the soap for him while he showers after his lesson. Lao usually works him over so well it is all he can do to walk.”

“You mean you..you...” one of the cheerleaders asked hesitantly.

“Yes, I help him wash and take a shower. Thankfully I haven't had to get in there with him.” Tracy told them. “I stand safely at the entrance to the shower and keep my clothes on. I'd suggest you enroll for this semester's biokinetics class if you want to see more of Rohan. He's helping show what a combination of regular workout and chi energy can achieve.”

“All of us have already enrolled.” the young lady said. “I can't believe you see your boss naked.”

“More often than we'd like.” Abby said. “Yes, he looks just as good naked, thank the gods, but we try to play it cool so he'll keep working on his swimsuit figure.”

“How many have signed up for the class in total?” Tracy asked her.

“About a dozen. Maybe fifteen. There's two other girls so that makes seven guys.”

“Thanks ladies. This is our stop.” Tracy told them. “Thank you John for helping with the passes. We'll keep in touch. Oh, I almost forgot to mention Rohan's company will also match whatever passes you purchase one for one. He'll be on the usual bus on Wednesday if you want to thank him.”

Much to the delight of everybody except Tracy I swept her off her feet in a hug and kissed her passionately. I was glad to see the camera flash going off. I think it only fair to thank you for that last gesture. Leslie and Abby agreed with me. Tracy explained I'd been so well behaved and sporting about everything including posing for photographs that she felt I deserved a thank you for my good behavior. Then you deserved what Rohan gave you Leslie told her. Now we have time for a cup of coffee as a thank you from me so place your orders.

Lao immediately told Tracy his restaurant and tai chi studio would each purchase a pass when he heard about our trip over. Then he settled me down and taught me how to use chi for healing during my workouts. Lao made me practice this while doing some push ups and sit ups. Calmly observing the flow and telling me I had the gentle touch of an epileptic elephant in a seizure. A little goes a long way. Softly like dew. Dew not monsoon rainfall. No more tea. You need to practice using chi. The massage is good you can do healing work during the massage. No sleeping during the massage. Tracy told Lao she was certain the masseuse would be happy to help me stay awake. Lao came very close to laughing when she explained. Three feet of rattan will keep him awake and give him more healing practice Lao said with his usual straight face.

Tracy was told to let me take care of myself. She didn't object when Lao explained it was part of my training. He wanted to ask her for her impressions of the workout while I showered. Lao told her the one key part I'd missed was to keep a steady pace from one area to the next. There needed to be more of a rhythm in each of the separate areas. Different speeds but consistent within each area. Tracy promised to keep an eye on it for him on Monday. When could he see the boys again? Tomorrow Dylan has a session with Leslie at eleven. No she was certain they'd be happy to visit at nine and quickly texted the boys. Before I was done in the shower they all texted back to say they'd missed him and would be delighted to come over tomorrow. Lao told me to just have my mushroom and no dessert. I agreed and then asked if chi helped improve the memory. Lao merely smiled.

This time I kissed Lao's mom on the way in. I told her no dessert for me with a very exaggerated wink. She nodded sagely. Shooed the staff off to clean the spotless restaurant. Then brought out two desserts when I was done with my snack. Tracy told me she knew there was no point in arguing. This was a battle she chose not to fight. I told Tracy I'd like to walk home because it would give me some practice using chi to heal while moving. While we were walking back Leslie texted to ask if we could have our session at the apartment to give Dylan more time for lunch. I texted her back to say I'm sure that would be fine and if Dylan wanted it at her office I'd let her know. Dylan was quite happy to save us the trip.

My housekeeper hadn't started lunch so I stopped in at the co-op for some hot dogs and greens and a salad mix. Then we called my housekeeper to check what sides she wanted and what we were short on at the apartment. Sometimes I get these cravings for a chilli dog or regular hot dog. Today it's a regular hot dog. There's not enough time to prepare the chilli. We would take some chilli with us next weekend to the cabin for chilli dogs I promised a disappointed Tracy. I'll make it on Thursday for lunch and cook enough for the weekend as well. Lasagna for dinner tonight as well I decided. A couple of vegetable lasagnas and a couple with meat. I'll have time to make some garlic bread and one or two tiramisu.

Yes, we do need to get some more slow cookers. We'll do that tomorrow after the boys have trained with Lao. We'll have an hour. I'm sure Morgan and Adam will be happy to deliver them to the apartment.

The staff at the co-op promised to deliver the groceries within an hour so I only carried what we needed for the hot dogs. Tracy told the lady at the customer care desk she was convinced I was trying to get her drunk by buying a twelve pack of beers. The lady looked Tracy up and down and said if she had the opportunity she'd be getting Tracy drunk as well. I smiled as Tracy hurried me out of the store with our beers. You can't have hot dogs without beer I told my housekeeper when we got back. Tracy needs one to calm her nerves. I explained and asked Tracy if she had noticed the very nice wedding ring the lady was wearing. Tracy blushed even deeper when I pointed this out to her. The groceries arrived just as the first hot dogs were ready so I sent the two co-op employees off with one each. They declined my offer of a beer.

Immediately after our lunch I got started on the tiramisu. They would need a good few hours in the fridge before they were ready to eat. The more I could do ahead of time the better. I also managed to get most of the lasagna ready before the boys got home. My housekeepers were happy to help me. We took a break from making the lasagna to prepare hot dogs for the boys. They found the salad easier to digest knowing there were hot dogs to follow. Before Leslie arrived for our session I got the rest of the lasagna done.

“We're just about done with the dinner. Tiramisu is in the fridge. The lasagnas are ready for baking. I only have to make a salad.” I told Leslie when she arrived.

“Abby, the boys need to be up early tomorrow morning for their session with Lao so let's do an early dinner.” Leslie told her receptionist. “Please preheat the oven and start baking the lasagna around five thirty. Rohan will answer any questions you have before we head upstairs. This may be a longer session than normal.”

“Bake covered for forty-five to fifty minutes.” I told Abby. “Then uncovered for five to ten minutes. Depending on how quickly they brown. I set the oven to 400 degrees and it takes about fifteen minutes for them to preheat. Start this at around five-ten. Place a baking tray beneath them to catch what boils over. All the salad ingredients are in the crisper to the left but I don't think we'll be that long. The salad dressing recipe is one I wrote down for our bulk food order. Tracy has it on her laptop.

I'm sure I'll need a drink break in an hour. Leslie, you cannot expect me to enter an extended session without something to fortify my spirit. There is something afoot here and there are simply too many ladies present for me to not to be concerned. Relaxed and accepting does not mean enjoying. Bowing to the inevitable usually leaves one's butt exposed and that's when karma steps into the breach. Iced tea for the first hour, Dylan. You can check in after an hour and see if you need a glass of wine.”

“Are you certain you're comfortable with him on your lap?” Leslie asked. “Not too distracting.”

“Nope. I can live with the arousal.” I calmly replied.

“I find it's presence comforting.” Dylan told her.

“You did a great job accepting those thanks earlier today on the bus.” Leslie continued. “The issue seems to be not so much the thanks but more to do with the presence of all the ladies. You remarked on it just before we came up. There are deeper issues we have to address before you are totally at ease and graceful when it comes to accepting thanks. I wanted to mention this at the start so we can set it aside for now. Dylan, he is able to accept thanks so it is not the major concern right now. I won't forget about the matter. We'll just approach it from another angle.

My main concern is your relationship with each other. Last Friday the dynamics shifted quite dramatically. I'm sorry Rohan but there is no way to keep this secret until next weekend. We need to get the two of you clear on what you've taken on and Dylan's needs to know your level of commitment. Dylan still harbors some traces of doubt about you not walking away from him. Wait, don't say anything. Yes, you are aware and I am aware of this. We are both aware you have also taken steps to provide him with concrete reassurance but Dylan doesn't know what you've done. I've warned Sophie and she promised to be here at five.

Here's how I want this session to unfold. We'll spend forty minutes or so chatting about last weekend. Then we will provide Dylan with the reassurance he needs. This will be done right before your drink break so he can get himself a glass of wine or shot of brandy and chat with his mom for a bit. Rohan, you're backsliding. The girls can heat up a lasagna and make a salad. I will not have the boys going to Lao half asleep. That would be way too disrespectful. One peep and we will have to continue this session after dinner because I will spend the next forty minutes spanking you. Dinner will be served no later than six-thirty regardless of where we're at in our session. Abby knows if it isn't I'll let our Dominatrix in training practice on her for three or four hours.

Dylan, subconsciously you have been worrying which is only natural considering your first dad walked out on you. No matter how much you try to tell yourself Rohan is different there will be a part of you tensing up in expectation of the your worst fears coming true. Rohan knows this which is why he has spoken to your mom and the two of them have taken care of things. No it isn't taken as an insult or a sign of your lack of faith it is a realistic look at you and your life. Parents do a lot of things for their kids without consulting them. Rohan consults you a lot more than most dads consult their sons. Make it a quick thank you kiss.

Rohan, let's start with you since you are quite likely to have been treating Dylan as your son from day one. I know how you guys felt when you accepted each other as father and son. How did your feelings change after that exchange, Rohan? You got to spend three days with each other. The better part of two days after becoming his dad. Start wherever you want and I'll ask questions later today or at our next session.”

“Honestly there really hasn't been enough time for me to understand how things have changed.” I began. “Remember I didn't know what Dylan had planned so it came as quite a surprise. Before we headed out for our time alone I spent a lot of time thinking about what I was going to do with all the time we were together. Filling it with sex wouldn't have been right for me. He needs more in his life. I need more than just sex in my life. The only approach I could think of was to try to imagine what he would do with a big brother. This proved challenging as well because I've never been a big brother. What do brothers do? Now I must ask your help to learn about the role of being a dad.

The love I feel for Dylan has always been the same. This has helped but it has also made it more difficult for me to know if I am doing the right things or if I am merely trying to avoid the change in our status from lovers to father and son. Hiding behind what has become familiar is what I am afraid is happening. Teaching him to ride the bike was great. Seeing him choose not to push himself beyond his limits did make me feel proud. There was a section of the off road trail he wasn't ready for and I let him decided this for himself. Obviously from the lack of broken bones he made the right choice. Yes, Dylan, I broke bones before I mastered that section. My right arm and fingers in both hands. I guess the cast made it trickier to master that section. How did you guess I'd tried it with broken bones? Yes, I suppose my intuition would have figured it out way sooner if I weren't handicapped or taking painkillers.

Anyways I felt really proud of Dylan for choosing discretion. I think the whole change in the energy of the cabin also gave me a lot to think about. Sorry, son, if I was a little distracted at times. There was a lot for me to process. Part of processing this energy was establishing the garden. No, Dylan, Sanne didn't come between us on this project. She proved a blessing and it was a smart move on your part to suggest bringing her in to help. The two of us could get it done alone but there are others things I'd rather be doing with you so if you don't mind we can choose one flower bed to work on together and let the rest of the gang help with the other flower beds. You and I did get to choose all the flowers together. Yes, I'd like to do more riding with you and spend more time sailing. Later I'd like us to do some ocean sailing.

There was a lot to take care of this weekend. I certainly didn't mind the rest of the gang joining us since we got our three days together. Dylan also had quite a bit to take care of this weekend so I think it won't be until our third or fourth visit we will be able to focus most of our attention on each other. I have some other skills I need to learn to make this happen. No, I won't say what these are now because I am not certain myself. You won't believe me but one of them is tied up with cooking.

All I can think to do is the stuff I hear regular families do together. This world most of you regular folk live in is something I am still adjusting to and now I find I have to do it not as a single person but as a dad with a son and a wonderful support crew. Do you know the extra pressure that puts on me? Now if I fuck it up it isn't just my life but the lives of fifteen or twenty people. Dylan loses himself in schoolwork. I look to Catherine and Lao too keep this fear at bay. Yes, Dylan, this is why I want you to speak with Leslie tomorrow. I hope to get some pointers I can apply to my life. I'm too stubborn to admit I am doing what you are doing. That won't stop me from spanking you for doing it. I can't help it if you don't notice I'm doing it as well and miss the opportunity to spank me. You did a wonderful job the other night.

I'm getting a little dry here. Are we done for now? Can we move on to ruining the surprise I had for next weekend?”

“Fair enough.” Leslie says looking over to the clock. “My questions can wait and I could use some time to think about what you've said. I need to be certain we are on the right page. I think I understand where you're at and it is wonderful you are aware of these issues. Still it would be wrong for me to assume anything. What I do is too important.

Now speaking of important we having something important to share with Dylan. Again in the interests of clarity I would like to be certain Dylan understands a few things first. Dylan it is important you answer these question aloud. You need to hear your answers. You need to hear the truth. Good.

You know that Rohan has accepted you as a son by accepting the armband and wouldn't have done it if he didn't mean to honor all the obligations that go with it, don't you?”

“Yes, I do.” Dylan said solemnly and kissed me lightly.

“Dylan, do you understand that no other document or ceremony of a religious or secular nature will make what you shared any more precious to Rohan?”

“Yes, I do.” Kiss.

“Dylan, do you know that if I gave Rohan a list of duties to perform as a dad he would never shirk one of them or miss performing one of them not even once?”

“Yes, I do.” Kiss.

“Dylan, you also know that out of his love and understanding Rohan knows it is only natural for a part of you to doubt he is committed to you for the rest of this lifetime and, by his own beliefs, beyond?”

“Beyond. I'm sorry I'm a little confused.” Dylan asked.

“Rohan believes the love he shares with you is an energetic bond and as such it cannot perish or wither and die like the body. Rohan also believes there is a part of him who sees all the dynamics of your relationship and no matter what happens on the egoic level it will always hold the highest possible view of you. This is the part he strives to show you when you are together in this physical world of ours. That's the magic of your pet pervert's world.”

“Wow! Then to answer your question,” Dylan said after thinking about it for a few tense minutes. “I do know this to be true.”

“Good. Then know that Sophie is holding in her grasp right now a piece of paper prepared by a lawyer and signed by a judge to the effect that Rohan is recognized as your step-father in the eyes of society and the law. Your mom and Rohan have both signed this decree as proof of their commitment to support your decision last Friday. Rohan would also like you to know that if you are willing he will ask the abbot to perform a ceremony to make this binding within a set of religious laws as well. Would you like him to arrange this for you?”

Leslie waited patiently while Dylan cried in my arms. Now he finally understood there had been a part of him filled with doubt. The relief flowed from him in a steady stream of tears and huge heaving sobs as he struggled to catch his breath. The crying became a release of the pain he had been carrying all his life. I held him through it all. Leslie sat in silent witness to the process looking willing to sit there for centuries if that is how long it took. She only had to be patient for twenty minutes.

“Now are you ready to answer my last question?” Leslie said with a smile and held out her arms to him. “Rohan needs to change his shirt and get you a new one so you'll have to be parted for a few minutes.”

“Yes, I'm ready. Hold on a minute, Dad. Yes I do.” Kiss. “Now, please, go get me a shirt. I need some medicinal brandy. I'm shaking like a leaf in a thunderstorm. Gods I'm sorry I fell apart so easily.”

“We'd have been more concerned if you didn't and you'd feel even worse so don't apologize for the tears.” Leslie told him as she helped him change his shirt. “Ready to go downstairs and face the gang? Good your mom is no doubt starting to feel quite anxious and concerned. Here you go dad. You carry him. That's why you work out so hard. Put them muscles to good use or I'll apply my foot to your butt a good few times.”

Leslie gave us a few minutes to compose ourselves and for Sophie to check on Dylan by asking Abby if the lasagnas were in the oven and insisting she see for herself. Besides we needed some drinks to fortify ourselves. She returned with a small shot for Dylan telling him he could have more in a bit once he'd gotten that inside him. Looking around she decided all of the rest of the gang was present so they might as well get on with it.

“Next weekend along with the unveiling of the boy's business we were going to unveil a very important legal document.” Leslie told the surprised group who had gathered around us. “I'm sure 1201 will understand the significance and the reason why it is so important since his life has followed along very similar lines. A few days ago Rohan found the time to slip away for an hour to meet with Sophie, a lawyer and a judge. Don't worry, J, they didn't secretly get married. They signed formal adoption papers so Dylan now has a step-dad.

Before you show them the document I would like to introduce you to that judge and lawyer who quietly slipped in while you were listening to me. Judge du Pont and Trevor Cuthbert a lawyer specializing in law concerning children. They are here to chat with 1201. I want to let 1201 know it was decided to provide you with this opportunity at the same time Rohan approached Sophie. Your mom said it would be entirely up to you and if you said yes she'd support no matter what it entailed.

Rohan has now experienced a week very similar to what Dylan went through leading up to last Friday. Inside this box there are two arm bands identical, except for the one name, to the ones exchanged last Friday. 1201 you are completely free to decline this gift without any consequences or to take it up and adopt Rohan as your step-dad and Dylan as your step-brother.”

“His heart is big enough and he does have two arms.” Tracy told 1201 as she handed him a glass with a little brandy. “I'm going to haul him upstairs for a bit for keeping this from me regardless. You might consider making it worth his while.”

“Tracy there's a judge present.” a shocked Adam told her as he accepted the drink.

“Abby is getting them sloshed. I think she finds Trevor quite cute.” Tracy said calmly. “Go on and answer Leslie before your mom passes out from the suspense.”

“Here you had better take this glass so you can pour me another.” Adam told her. “Abby if you wouldn't mind letting go of Trevor for a moment I believe he has a document for my mom to sign. I think Leslie has a gift for me.”

“Let me.” Dylan said taking the box from Leslie. He opened the box and presented it to Adam. “We will need to have an armband made that says 'brother' soon.”

“No you won't.” Morgan told them. “I'll take care of it for you. There's room in that playroom for me to spank you while Tracy spanks Rohan so carry on with what you were doing. I have more than enough saved up to pay for them. While Dylan and Rohan are having their session with Leslie tomorrow we will visit the jeweler. By now they ought to know the design but bring yours along just in case.”

Adam slipped the armband around my right arm and stood on tiptoes to kiss me. Then I slipped the armband around his arm and kissed him. Then we hugged and he burst into tears. There were tears of relief rolling down my cheek while I held him tight. Do you think I'd make you stand there and listen to me adopting Dylan after all we've been through? I ought to suspend your spankings for a week. Huh, you might want to rethink your good fortune if you're telling me you never imagined you'd be so lucky to have me as a dad. Have you forgotten about all the salads I make you eat? Dylan knows I'm blubbering from relief and not intentionally belittling myself. Yes, like you I never imagined the incredible good fortune of one of you for a son and now I have two. Both those documents are dated the same day and Sophie and Amanda were told about it last weekend at the same time. Look at it like twins. I had the papers shuffled and the name covered so none of us know which one I signed first. Look here's your brother to join us in our hug.

“A pity Lawrence cannot be here to see this.” Adam said quietly when he'd finally regained his composure.

“Turn around, Adam.” Tracy said and pointed to her laptop. “You don't think we'd forget to invite him do you?”

“I am honored to have been witness to two adoptions.” Lawrence told him. Tracy had set up a Skype video call on her laptop with Lawrence's help. “Next Friday night on your way to the cabin you will stop here for dinner with me.”

“Friday night? I thought we were going to leave early Saturday morning.” I told my housekeeper.

“Lawrence suggested we leave straight after school. We may get to the cabin a little late Friday night but we will be there earlier than if we left Saturday.” my housekeeper explained. “I didn't think I needed to let you know this soon. You know it makes too much sense to argue so thank Lawrence for the dinner and go hug your sons before Tracy hauls you upstairs. She'll give you a few extra from me. A dozen ought to be about right. We'd be scolding you not spanking you if we were upset and Tracy never did get to wake you with the riding crop. Scoot. Leslie wants you in bed with the boys at a ridiculously early hour so hurry up with signing that scrap of paper, hugging your sons and getting upstairs.”

“Come along, boys.” Tracy told them. “I am certain I will need a few pointers and who better to give me advice than his sons? Do we keep his pants up or down? Down it has to be if it's a reward. Never heard of that rule. No I don't usually give out spankings for rewards so I'll bow to your superior judgment. One day you can fill me in on the other rules and etiquette of spankings in your pet pervert's world.”

The boys told her twelve from each of my housekeepers was a good amount. Extend the warm up they advised. We'll tell when to start counting they reassured her. Harder! You will have to go quite a bit harder if it's a reward. That's not a red that is a pink. Until his butt is nicely warmed up we are not starting the count. Getting his cheeks warm is essential if you don't want to cause any damage. Better. A little harder. Yes! Keep it there. Now we'll count off twenty four smacks that are twice as hard as the warm up.

Thanks to the boys encouragement I didn't have to stay bent over with my hands on a stool for too long. Tracy hugged us all quietly before setting off determinedly to find a brandy. The first one she encountered happened to be in Trevor’s hand. Tracy didn't hesitate in relieving him of it with a mumbled “Medical emergency”. Abby handed Trevor the brandy she had prepared ahead of time for Tracy without saying a word.

“You can all call me Thomas since we are not in the courtroom.” the judge announced. “Yes, Rohan, it seems I am joining you for dinner. Your housekeeper seemed quite unperturbed when I explained holding a judge and a lawyer hostage was a serious, federal offense. Do you really have shackles upstairs? I think I need another brandy. She said she couldn't allow me to be so rude and regardless of the laws in my courtroom there were the higher laws of common decency which she was enforced to uphold as a housekeeper. Then she said if I discovered she was wrong she'd apologize and give back the five kisses she was about to steal.”

“Did she steal five kisses from you?” I asked him offering him a brandy and soda.

“Yes, she did. No, I'm not going to rush in proving her wrong even though I'd enjoy her returning the five kisses. The problem is I am a married man and it isn't be decent of me to enjoy the kisses of a young, pretty lady as much I do.”

“That's sweet.” my housekeeper said breaking off a conversation with J to kiss the judge on each cheek. “Pop round for dinner again and we'll soon have you caught up on kisses. Your wife is most welcome. We'd love to meet her. Tracy just delivered her first spanking. I'm sure she'd be delighted to get in a second if you give us the wrong answer to my dinner invitation. Does Trevor have a significant other to bring around on Tuesday for dinner? Good. Abby would be heartbroken to hear he was married. I'll let you go over and tell Trevor the three of you will be joining us on Tuesday.

You signed both sets of adoption papers didn't you? Then you deserve two dinners and both the boys would love to assist in preparing the meal. I'm running out of patience. Once you've tried Rohan's cooking we'll have no trouble getting you to come back for dinner. Another word of protest and while Tracy is spanking you I'll be on the phone chatting to your wife. Then we'll send you home with a suitable gift for your wife. We have plenty of crops, paddles, belts, hairbrushes and tawes so we can easily spare one.”

“Yes, she's a bully but we all lose to her so concede now. Kiss her thank you and go tell Trevor and Abby the good news.” I told him taking him by the arm and leading him over to Trevor and Abby. “Abby, it seems we have been having some difficulty talking the judge into coming over for dinner on Tuesday with his wife and Trevor. The boys would love the opportunity to thank them for all their work in preparing the papers. Do you think we'll have to work as hard to convince Trevor? My housekeeper has run out of patience.”

“Trevor you have been invited to dinner here on Tuesday and instructed not to let the judge or his wife wriggle out of it or you will be very, very sorry.” Abby said calmly and grabbed a firm hold of his ear. “I'm not nearly as patient as his housekeeper so don't keep us waiting long before you accept. I won't let Tracy get a look at your cute, bare ass before me so it'll be me spanking you if you dawdle or give the wrong answer. Good of you to accept. Let me kiss that sore ear of yours better. You really need to be more careful.”

“Would she really spank me?” Trevor asked me as Abby set about kissing his ear.

“She's already given me a very nice thank you spanking so I don't doubt she'll make an impression on you.” I said calmly. “All thank you spankings here are given to the bare bottom. I just got one from Tracy who is recovering from wielding the riding crop so wonderfully.”

“Isn't he the greatest boss?” Tracy said stepping up to kiss me soundly on the lips. “Now we better take our seats or Leslie will start wielding the crop. Seems to be a very catching trend this spanking lark. You get to sit between your sons. I think I may end up crying along with those two teary moms. About time this happened. Now I don't have to worry about you driving him away. I'd get drunk in celebration but we need to be up early. Sunday is church. Monday you have a workout with Catherine. Tuesday morning you chat with the accountant about the boy's business venture. How did my schedule get so full with early morning stuff?”

“Looks like next weekend will prove to be a bigger celebration than we thought and there's no church to attend next Sunday.” Leslie told her. “Maybe us couch sisters ought to overindulge next Saturday?”

“I'd love that!” Tracy said hugging her. “We'll have to make certain to share a tent. Abby will need one of her own for her and Trevor. I think their tent ought to be pitched down by the lake so they'll only disturb the fishes.”

“Tracy, you'll scare him away.” Abby said getting a firmer grip on Trevor's hand.

“You didn't scare him away by threatening to spank him nor when you kissed his ear better. He looks like so much of a gentleman you may have to rape him next Saturday but I'm sure he'll come around. Oh, you hadn't invited him yet. Well he's been invited and accepted the invitation. Abby do you really think the noise would bother us after what Rohan puts us through? The reason we are pitching your tent by the lake is so you two lovebirds have a quite place to chat and cuddle and enjoy some wine while gazing at the moon before you jump his bones. I only hope you can restrain yourself long enough to wait until next weekend.”

“She'll restrain herself.” Leslie said ominously. “This is too important for you to mess up because you are horny. I'll hand you over to Rohan if I must. A few hours in his hands and you'll be unable to get up to much for a few days so don't get out of control anytime past Wednesday. Rohan will understand the significance and apply himself as if you were one of his lovers.”

“You guys really do care!” Abby said hugging them both quickly before latching back onto Trevor.

“Looks like Trevor's fate is sealed.” Thomas said. “Now let's take our seats as Tracy suggested. I don't want to upset anybody this early on in our friendship.”

“This was important so I don't mind.” Leslie told Thomas and kissed his cheek. “Sorry, Rohan, it looks like there won't be time to finish you session today. We can try for Wednesday. Now let's take our seats. No Abby you can't get Trevor to help you bring out the food. He's a guest and I don't want to wait while you two sneak in some kisses. I only need the boys asleep early tonight. Rohan can stay up to take care of you if it's necessary. Thank you, J, for saving her.”

Abby and J set the food up on the folding table. J continued to bring out the food while Abby dished up for everybody. She told me she knew the drill as well as the boys so they got salad and a vegetable lasagna first. Amanda and Sophie were trying to keep their emotions at bay by figuring out their relationship to each other. I had no idea and it didn't really matter to me. My sons sat on either side of me and it was wonderful in a very scary way. Abby had been about to argue when I told her to serve me last but when I said I'd show her what Leslie had in mind for her she found my request very easy to honor. Abby even made certain to wait until her plate was on the table before placing mine in front of me.

“Hold still, Abby.” I told her as she leaned over to set my plate down. Then I kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you for humoring a crotchety old geezer.”

“Oh, I don't mind too much if you keep introducing me to guys like Trevor.” Abby said. “What do you think of the fellow?”

“A very decent and honorable soul who you will have to shock quite often early on in your relationship but will blossom into a man who will surprise you. The two of you must enroll in some tai chi classes with Lao. Twice a week will be sufficient. You can make these date nights. A relationship grows at a different pace to the sexual side of things. Never think because you are enjoying lots of great sex you don't need to do the other traditional stuff. We can chat more tomorrow if you have more questions but Leslie is a far better adviser.”

“I think you offer great advice. Thank you.” Abby kissed my cheek before sitting back in her seat. “Trevor, please let me know which two nights you want to go to tai chi class. I have to tell you because if I asked you might give the wrong answer and then I'd need to spank some sense into you. I can think of much nicer circumstances for me to see you with your pants down. Can't you? There's a lot on my schedule for next week so you have a week to free up two nights.”

“I may need to speak to you and get some of that great advice Abby is confident you dispense, Rohan.” Trevor said.

“No need to worry. Abby will bring you along nicely.” I told him. “Relax and go with what your inner voice tells you. Be patient for the first two weeks and then we will schedule some time together. Trust me when I say I will be keeping an eye on both of you and if I need to step in I will. Trevor, we care a lot about each other. The people we allow into our inner circle wouldn't be here if we didn't feel they were extremely special or important to other members of our group. I won't let you or Abby treat each other badly and if you don't like it then don't return after Tuesday's meal.”

“To thine own self be true.” Dylan told him. “Use that as your guide. Don't be afraid to say no or upset Abby. She'll try to get you to do things she doesn't want you to do. Abby, I know because I test Rohan at least once a week with some small thing. Forewarning Trevor is only fair. I don't want you guys to mess things up anymore than Rohan. Like father like son they say. Tracy isn't really much of a spanker but she did it for Rohan because she truly does care. We all do things for others in our group we wouldn't normally do but know they will appreciate. You've done it for Rohan in the past. You care about us boys so much your loving energy even arouses 1201.”

“Not much of a spanker, eh?” Tracy said indignantly. “I'd be happy to prove you wrong.”

“Dylan would be happy if you proved him wrong but you won't.” Morgan told her. “Tracy, I saw how shaken you were tonight and I'm pretty certain they let you off lightly because they knew what your limits were. Before you argue let me show you what I mean later. Leslie, it won't take long and we will not have time to get up to much tonight with Rohan. I don't mind because I will have him awake early tomorrow morning. Tracy needs to see this tonight.”

“Tracy, please don't try to change. You couldn't make us love you any more than we already do.” Adam said. “Morgan's right you are a big softy. Almost as bad as Rohan. Tracy, having one of you go through such pain is quite enough and Rohan has his housekeepers to help him recover. Let's leave it at one for now. May I have some meat lasagna, please. I ate an entire forest of salad and some vegetable lasagna. Thank you, Tracy, for dishing it up. Yes, your loving energy is very arousing in a gentle way. I guess it touches me in places I don't know need loving. Leslie may know more about it. I just enjoy it. I don't know what makes this lasagna taste so incredible but I enjoy it.”

“I used to think the best Italian food was served in a downtown restaurant.” Thomas said after trying the garlic bread and vegetable lasagna. “Now I know they don't come close to serving the best food in town.”

“Would that restaurant be Belissimo?” my housekeeper asked. “They weren't too bad four weeks ago and I was going to check in on them again in two weeks. I may need to bring that forward. When did you notice a change in the food. Thomas?”

“Three weeks ago we went there and it didn't seem quite the same.” Thomas told her. “The atmosphere had changed as well.”

“Don't bother to waste time with take out.” I told my housekeeper. “We'll go there Friday morning. Make certain the staff are all there. Tell them if they can't be there at ten they are no longer employed at the restaurant. We'll want some of the leftovers from Thursday night as well. Make certain they have it warmed up when we get there. I need something to do Friday morning while we wait for school to get out. This is just the ticket.

Thomas, would you be so kind as to eat there on Saturday or Sunday evening. Take along a couple of friends as well to get their opinion. I'll ensure there is a table for six reserved for you. Let me know if it's to be Saturday or Sunday. The meal will be to make up for your last unpleasant experience. Thank you, for helping out and letting me know.”

“You own the place don't you?” Thomas asked. “This meal tonight is much like it used to be a Belissimo. They never made it as good as this though at any time. I'd be delighted to help out. Dylan, the food still isn't bad it just isn't the same.”

“Why don't we include your accountant and his family in our celebration next Tuesday, Rohan?” Dylan suggested. “He will know if there have been any changes on the business end at the restaurant or could find out what's going on.”

“Good idea.” I told him. “We'll let him and his wife have a romantic dinner there on Wednesday night and give me a report from a customer perspective and from the business side of things.”

“I have a reservation for a business lunch there on Monday and will let you know my impressions on Tuesday.” Trevor told us. “I obviously don't expect dinner to be this good. How do you guys manage to save room for dessert?”

“With the greatest of difficulty.” Adam told him. “What is for dessert? Tiramisu would have been my guess. Well, would you like me to get it or are you going to let me die happy while I wait another two minutes for it to be served? Mom, if I say why I'm happy I will fall apart on you guys again.”

We had just finished a third helping of dessert when Sanne called Dylan to update him on her chat with the accountant. Dylan told us Sanne was not very happy about the salary our accountant had set for her. Tracy guessed correctly that Sanne thought it was too much. Dylan told me she planned to have words with me next weekend. He told me she was going to speak to me because it was my accountant. Somebody warn her I will take her over my knee and spank her until she feels more comfortable with the salary. How can we put a price on her knowledge and the wonderful energy she brings? Leslie please chat with her before we leave. Teach her how to say thank you gracefully like I do. That got everybody laughing.

“You boys better show Tracy what you need her to see.” Leslie told us. “We'll clear the table. You boys have two hours before lights out. Morgan you are in charge of making it happen. Sorry you don't have a whole lot of time.”

“I wasn't expecting much time and my plans will work just as well tomorrow morning.” Morgan told her calmly. “We'll need about thirty minutes with Tracy. Yes, Abby, I am going to show her what a reward spanking for Rohan really looks like. I don't mind but it would be a good thing to ask Trevor if he is up for it.”

“Trevor, I think it might help for you to see what happens if you ever get me mad or upset.” Abby told him. “When I gave Rohan his reward spanking it was in my estimation a punishment spanking. So don't be mislead by the name. You can choose to keep it as a surprise if you wish. I'm pretty certain you will overstep the mark sometime. We could also do a practice run sometime in the near future so you know what to expect.”

Trevor decided he'd rather be an observer than a recipient if I didn't mind helping by being an example. I smiled and told him it was all about helping Tracy as well so I didn't mind in the least. Abby said she would be there to hold Trevor's hand. Leslie said she would have a round of brandy ready for us all to enjoy when we were done. Morgan led the way with me following in the middle.

“Tracy, which riding crop did you use? I'd like to use the same one.” Morgan asked. “Why don't you adults stand behind Rohan so you can get a good view. His sons know how this is done so they don't need to be in the best viewing positions. All ready? Good.”

Morgan's warm up matched Tracy's reward strokes in intensity. My breath hissed through my clenched teeth and there were some startled gasps from the adults watching. Morgan was unmoved and kept on working the entire surface of my cheeks.

“Rohan, this is part of my thank you for what you did for my friends.” Morgan told me without missing a stroke. “I'd decided on the rest of my thank you before your announcement tonight. You and your sons need to remember this when you receive the other part of my thank you tomorrow morning.

Stay where you are Tracy. Tears are allowed. 1201 is feeling the same way so the two of you can hug each other through the rest. The warm up is over. Now the real thank you is about to begin.”

“Warm up?” said a startled Trevor. “You'd do this to me, Abby?”

“Yes I would. I love you too much not to.” Abby said calmly. “I don't know if I could go any harder than Morgan's warm up. I'm feeling a lot like Tracy is right now.”

The first real blow caused me to groan out loud in a mixture of pain and pleasure. I was shifting from one foot to the other before Morgan was halfway done. He'd decided not only to use the same crop but to administer the same amount of strokes. When he got to eighteen my butt was burning more than Tracy's full twenty four strokes. I was shaking my head as the burn increased. Feeling the welts forming was so incredibly hot. Long ago I'd learned I am not a big fan of pain so I taught myself to look for the pleasure within pain. This is where I focused my attention.

“Done.” Morgan finally announced. “1201 please take Tracy and the others downstairs while we finish up in here. Sit with Tracy and help her through it. Abby and Trevor may want to listen in because they have the same pale look on their faces. I don't mean to rush you but we don't have much time to help Rohan and ourselves. Thank you.”

Morgan laid himself down on the floor and motioned for me to kneel above him. While we were indulging in a fast, hard mutual sucking Dylan fucked me. All three of us needed to cum. We also needed to cum quickly to release the primal energy that punishing or witnessing a punishment brings. Call it a reward or a gift if you want but on a deeper level it strikes within you as a punishment. There is a great deal of arousal and sexual power in punishment. Spankings of the intensity we gave each other built up a lot of energy.

Dylan matched his pace to Morgan's knowing I would be able to join in pretty much at will. Being on the receiving end my challenge was to hold the arousal I'd been stoking within me at bay. Two minutes I waited at the brink with my orgasm straining at the leash. Two glorious minutes of being sucked and fucked past the point of release. What a thank you I told them afterward. Three orgasms erupting in the room simultaneously touched us quite deeply. We took a few extra minutes thanking each other. A quick stop in the bathroom to make certain we looked presentable and we rushed downstairs.

Tracy was talking earnestly to Adam with an ever present Leslie close by. Then Leslie decided to set up a meeting with her masseuse for Tracy to talk it through from a dominatrix perspective now that she knew what it felt like from Adam's submissive side. I told Leslie it was a great idea. Tracy told us all it wasn't easy being my housekeeper. How many other housekeepers had to go talk to a dominatrix on a Saturday afternoon? I ought to be out watching a baseball game and hunting down a man for the night Tracy declared.

“Come here Tracy.” I told her. “Hold Amanda's hands and get a sense of her energy. See how it resonates within you. Do you agree Amanda is in pretty good health and good and pretty?”

“Yes, we all know that but what does this have to do with what I saw upstairs? How are you still walking?” Tracy asked.

“You'll see in a moment. Now hold my hands and compare my energy to that of Amanda.” I told Tracy. I smiled at her when her eyes opened in surprise.

“Your energy feels even healthier. A deeper resonance. How? You just had the living daylights beaten out of you.” Tracy asked confused. “Let me check in again. No it is the same. You do feel healthy and whole.”

“How you process an experience is more important than the mere events taking place.” I told Tracy. “There was an exchange of thanks, love and appreciation in the playroom. You saw the spanking. Trevor and Abby saw the spanking. Adam was caught up in the desire to be in my place. I chose to connect with the energy Morgan was providing so this is what I experienced. The physical pain brings with it a sense of aliveness. Adrenaline flows because your body believes it is in danger. This energy is very close to the heightened sensations of sex. I choose to transform the pain into sexual energy. Others stay with the adrenaline and pain for as long as they can. They may believe they deserve to be punished and suffer. This is not a belief I subscribe to so I go for the sexual component.”

“I think you exchanged more than just energy in the room.” Tracy said quite oblivious to the presence of a judge and a lawyer.

“Yes, we did. We did what was needed but that's an entirely different dynamic.” I told her. “We are multidimensional beings existing on many levels. This means that it is perfectly logical for any experience to have several different dynamics. Becoming aware of more than one level of existence is what creates a richer life experience. Provided neither Juliet nor you object I think we will join you in your chat. I'll bring Dylan with me. The more he understands about his dad the better.”

“What are you doing without a drink in your hand?” Tracy said abruptly with a sniff.

“I was holding hands with a very beautiful lady which is much more healing than a shot of brandy.” I told her drawing her into a hug. “You are so much more than I deserve. Will it help if we had Tipsy for dessert tomorrow?”

“Yes it will help a little. Now let me go get you a brandy and soda.” Tracy said wiping at her eyes. “We need to leave you and the boys some alone time.”

“First you need to hug me and tell me you forgive me.” Morgan told her. “We had our fun so all we need is time for a shower. Please, Tracy, I don't need you to say you understand it all now but at least that you understand why I did it.”

“I think I do. You showed me that I bring different gifts and skills to the group dynamic.” Tracy told him hugging him. “There are some areas I am not cut out for right now. There is no need for me to chat with Juliet now. I'll take a massage instead if you won't cancel the appointment Leslie.”

“Good. Now about that brandy and soda.” I told Tracy. “We have to turn off the lights in thirty minutes. Thank you, Leslie for giving us an extra thirty minutes. Hold still while we thank you.”

Amanda and Sophie had been chatting for some time with Thomas. They seemed to be enjoying each others company as they observed the others. Abby had dragged Trevor out onto the balcony and from his startled gasps she was giving him a few kissing lessons. We heard her tell him everybody else knew why she brought him out to the balcony so there was no reason to hide it. He was quite adamant about not needing her to take him indoors for his lessons. The balcony suddenly seemed like the perfect classroom for those lessons. Thomas told us his wife would be overjoyed when she heard of Trevor's plight. She'll insist on being here Tuesday to meet and thank Abby.

Leslie started with the goodnight kisses just before nine which would give us about thirty minutes on our own. She sent the boys out to tell Abby and Trevor. No he won't show you what he has learned so far Abby told them sternly. Neither can you guys share what you learn from Tracy with him. No he won't be joining you in your lessons with Tracy. This one is all mine. Just checking and letting him know how you feel about him a calm Morgan told her. Always good to have a clear idea of where you stand with a lady. Leslie told Abby to say her goodnight to Trevor right here. She wasn't going to let him drive Abby home or walk her home. Borrow a toy from Rohan if you must she told Abby causing her to blush.

Finally I was alone with the boys. While we were in the shower I gave Adam a quick blowjob. When I was done sucking him the other two fed me their cum. They'd been jacking off as I sucked Adam so were ready and waiting when Adam stepped aside. We were in bed with the lights out with a couple of minutes to spare. I silently thanked Leslie because if we were going to be with Lao at nine we needed to leave at eight thirty. Breakfast would need to be light and done by eight. We'd get a second breakfast in after their lesson. I set the alarm for five thirty. That would give me time to find out what Morgan had planned for part two of his thank you.