The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Fourteen

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I woke the boys gently by blowing them. Suckling on their cock like a babe at the tit and not stopping until I got my milk from each of them. Then I lay back to see what would happen.

“Well you scurvy knaves I am delighted to have your loving attention but we don't have much time.” I told them as the kissed and nibbled on me everywhere except where I really wanted. “Somebody please disregard Morgan's orders to keep your attention focused everywhere else but where it is most wanted.”

“Right now there is nothing you can threaten us with to make us go against Morgan's orders, Scoundrel.” Dylan told me while nibbling on my nipple. “Remember he promised to reveal part two of his thank you and with us lying here stark naked that's pretty much the only thing needing to be revealed.”

“Rohan, like I told you last night I had already promised to share this with you as a thank you for accepting the armband from Dylan.” Morgan told me in between gentle kisses on my lips. “Then last night before I could get you alone for long enough you gave me not one but two surprises by revealing the signed legal contract confirming Dylan's adoption plus your offer to 1201. I'm so glad he accepted or I'd still be spanking him now.”

“Now you tell me.” Adam said getting in a quick kiss.

“There would have been nothing pleasant about that spanking for either of us.” Morgan told him.

“No, I guess you're right. Besides I'm not going to make any other choice no matter how many times I relive that moment.” Adam said choosing to kiss my stomach right above my cock.

“Why I'm going to such great lengths to explain this is because I want you to know I still intend to get even with you for these gifts to the two cute boys you love to fuck.” Morgan continued calmly and teasingly. “That score is not settled. The brother armbands are a gift to them not you so don't try to wriggle out of it. I am quite prepared to include a spanking in our play this morning so kiss Dylan before I haul you to the playroom by your ankles.

All you have done is made me a whole lot happier about making you the first to fuck me and the first person I will fuck. I'm glad you relieved the pressure because I want this to be a long fuck. Well a longer fuck. I may not last long but if I don't well we can always get in a second fuck.”

“That's the perfect thank you for my pet pervert.” Dylan said pulling Morgan towards him for a long, passionate kiss.

“Fucking perfect.” Adam said grabbing Morgan's face between his hands before he could escape and kissing him just as passionately. “Do you know what position you want him in?”

“Yes, I want to stare into his eyes as I slide into him and while I fuck him.” Morgan said. “Would you do the honor of preparing us both, please, 1201? I'd like Dylan to keep his pet calm with some kisses. How very fortunate Rohan is already flat on his back. Dylan would you mind passing a pillow down here so I can make his ass easily accessible.”

That this day had finally arrived was a surprise only because I expected it to be a longer wait. What I realized as they prepared me, like some virgin about to be sacrificed to a god, was how important gratitude was to Morgan. Saying thank you was important to him in normal circumstances and he was always unfailingly polite but do something good for his friends and Morgan had to respond with a spectacular thank you. Despite the confidence in his tone I could tell by the quick glances he directed my way he was more than a little nervous. Reaching up I pulled him down for a long kiss. While we kissed I let a little chi flow into him.

“The purity of your intent means you cannot get it wrong.” I whispered. “You cannot fuck it up so concentrate on enjoying it. Breathe and ground yourself as Lao taught you. I'm not some delicate maiden about to be deflowered for the first time. Treat me like one and they'll hear you begging for mercy all the way in Hawaii. Now get on with the fucking, bitch!”

Morgan jerked back in surprise and anger at my use of profanity. He gave me a hard look for a moment then burst out laughing. The other scurvy knaves had also been stunned by the profanity and were frozen motionless. I smiled up at him.

“Rohan, is there nothing you won't do to help us feel better? I've never heard you use such language. Kiss me quickly I think 1201 is finally done preparing us.”

“Sorry I took so long, Master. Please beat me for my tardiness?” Adam said grovelling a little on the bed. “It's no fun being a slave nowadays.”

“How about being a brother?” Dylan asked.

“I like that a whole lot, brother. Let's cuddle a bit while we watch the other two put on a show for us. I don't want to miss a moment of this. Yes, the recorder is on.”

While Morgan was leaning forward to kiss me he had shuffled forward until his cock was resting on top of my balls. Still kissing me he reached between us to reposition his erection at the entrance to my ass. Teasing me a little longer with kisses he held his position. I saw the shift in his energy through his eyes as the grounding kicked in. The gaze he gave me was more penetrating. No nervous flicks here and there. A steady gaze between equals.

“Yes, we are equals. Always. No matter what the conditions or scenarios.” I told him quietly. “Equal parts of the whole and I'd really enjoy a whole lot of fucking right about now.”

“Your wish is my command.” Morgan said pressing the head of his cock against my hole.

Breaking off a kiss he lifted his head and looked me in the eyes. Mouthing a silent “thank you” he pressed hard against me and thrust the head of his cock inside of me. I smiled up at him and clenched my ass tightly around his cock. Trapping it with just the head inside of me I prevented him from going any further.

“Trust me.” I told him. “I know what you want but I don't want you to miss out either. I love you.”

“Fuck, you old reprobate I love you to.” Morgan said and his surprised expression was clear evidence of this truth. “Took me longer to admit I'm in love with a pervert than Dylan but I'm glad to say I do love a pervert. You do know I want nothing more than to bury the remaining three inches inside you?”

“Yes, I do. What of it?”

“I'm going to thrash you for this. How much depends on how soon you release me from my pleasurable prison. Fuck the grounding I want to get on with the pounding. Okay, I'll do it. That's twenty lashes. I don't fucking care you had a good thrashing last night. The others can listen in. You and I will get it done this morning regardless. How the fuck can I concentrate on grounding with my cock in your ass? This is cruel and inhumane torture. Gods it's so hot.”

Smiling at him with an evil grin I squirmed beneath him. The movement of my ass dragging his cock with it caused him to curse then groan in pleasure. Straining against the pleasure threatening to split him in half from his groin upward Morgan tried to remember what Lao had taught him. Alongside us two brothers watched in awe as Morgan slowly got things under control. The shift was noticeable as he looked down at me with a huge grin.

“So often it's been us loving boys on the receiving end of your love but today you get a taste of your own medicine.” Morgan told me. “I love you, Rohan.”

The surprise of him opening to the flow of love caused me to relax my grip on his cock. Bellowing n triumph Morgan thrust the rest of his cock into me. I couldn't deny his love for me. The energy had transformed him and looking up at him I could feel every little bit of appreciation and gratitude he felt for what I'd done and all we'd shared. Morgan had wasted no time in going from motionless inside me to a very brisk pace. When I writhed in pleasure as he nudged that sweet spot inside me he concentrated on making certain his cock rubbed over it with every thrust. The grounding helped him hold out for quite some time.

Morgan stoked the pleasure inside of me for a very long time. Banging his balls against my ass he took great delight in my groans of pleasure. I was uncaring of how I looked as the waves of pleasure undulated through my body. Almost forty yet a twelve year old had me captive on the end of little more than three inches of hard flesh. Locking my legs around him I kept him close.

“Please, Morgan, I need it.” I begged. “Let it go.”

“Soon, pervert, soon. There's uh something I, oh gods, need to do.” Morgan said. “I wonder if this chi can uh oh fuck it can. Here you are....bitch!”

What a fucking clever scurvy knave I had fucking me. Morgan had added a little chi to the fire in his balls. Cum burst from him in an almost endless stream. Only my legs wrapped around his waits stopped him from falling backwards off the bed. I held him as he drove his cock up into me one final time and arched backwards in pleasure. His cries of release were deafening inside the room. I held him upright with my legs. I cursed him for being such a great fucking lover. My cum landed on my upper chest, neck and face. My body twisted in pleasure.

“Get up here and lick me clean, sons.” I finally managed while the room slowly settled.

“Forty lashes.” Morgan told me. “1201 go get the tawes. Quickly there's some lingering energy I'd hate to go to waste. Dylan get him clean. Pick up the pace.”

Dylan wasn't quick enough for Morgan's liking. Still trapped in the circle of my legs Morgan gave Dylan half a dozen swats before he ordered me to roll over. My ass was raised up on the same pillows that had supported it during my fucking. Morgan gave me a token warm up of a dozen. Then he had the other two scurvy knaves count off the forty. There's nothing like a spanking to settle things down.

“Get those hard cocks of yours inside his mouth. I'll go head off the others.” Morgan said getting off the bed and walking naked with tawes in hand to the top of the steps. “Tracy, I've just finished thanking Rohan by giving him a good solid fucking. The spanking was to help us settle down from it. Yes, it was my first and awesome. Considering what I've been up to I'm glad I reek of sex. Do you like the bouquet? That's the aroma of my lost virginity.

I'm going to start the shower now. Well, you can be upset if you wish but this had to be done regardless of the time it took. Yes the spanking as well. Deal with it, Tracy. We don't usually run late. Your beauty is surpassed only by your intelligence so I am pretty certain you'll have a lovely snack for us to enjoy before our workout with Lao. Rohan warned us last night not to eat much this morning. We are all going out for breakfast. Now let me get the shower started while Rohan finishes double teaming his sons.

One last thing, Tracy. All four of us will kiss that sulk out of you if it is still around when we come downstairs. Here's the first kiss just to get the energy moving. Would you like me to fondle your ass or tits as well? Ouch! You're getting better with those swats. I love you to. Are you sure I can't get in a quick squeeze. You look much prettier when you laugh and blush than when you are pretending to be mad. Oops, looks like the others are done. Must dash. See you in a bit.”

We really had to rush the showers. There was only time for an indecently short amount of fondling. Dylan insisted on choosing my outfit. They got to dress in simpler clothes because of their workout and threw some casual clothes in a bag to change into afterward. Nothing less than smart casual would do for me though. Tracy declared it must be love if Dylan could get me to look that good on a Saturday when we were just hanging out. Amanda had popped up and between the two of them they had whipped up some poached eggs on toast for us to enjoy quickly. Morgan and Adam will explain it later while you are shopping for slow cookers I told them. I am sorry we were late but I'm not sorry we took as long as we did. Thank you for calling a cab. Let's get these plates in the dishwasher and wait for it downstairs.

Thanks to the light traffic we arrived with five minutes to spare. The boys filled this time with hugs and kisses for Lao. Then I settled back with an arm around Tracy to watch Lao work his magic with the boys. There were a lot more compliments for them and even his suggestion they practice more was delivered gently. The boys promised to put in some extra time. Then they asked if he would do a little sparring with me. Tracy held my shirt while Lao and I sparred. This time I actually got Lao to react to a couple of my strikes. Dylan had packed an extra towel for me to use to wipe myself down while they showered.

Lao surprised me by telling me it would be good for me to include more of a spiritual practice to my energy work. Did I have any religious practice I was comfortable doing he asked? I told him about the abbot and how I planned on taking Dylan out to meet him. Take the other two boys with you Lao told me. Too much doing in their lives. Lots of good doing and you help them a lot but you need to help yourself as well. There is a small flicker of promise I hold for you Lao told me with a small smile. When he was done hugging and kissing the boys he surprised us all by hugging Tracy and kissing her cheek. Let them play more he told her. You must play more with them as well. A flustered Tracy led us to a nearby diner for breakfast.

“Good job you put $100 000 on this card.” Tracy said when we had finally finished placing our order. “I better get Leslie and Abby to join us here because it will take them an hour to prepare all that food. A good thing they stay just a block away.”

Tracy called the waitress over and placed an order for Leslie and Abby. The waitress smiled at her embarrassment and told her it was good to have people in who enjoyed their food. Adam remarked how sad it was to hear people don't enjoy their food. No worries about that with us Morgan assured her. Then Leslie and Abby were hugging and kissing us. They included the waitress in their greeting much to her startled delight. They told her it was for looking after us. Yes you get paid but you chose to do it cheerfully. Tracy could do with some cheerfulness this morning.

“I know you were concerned, Tracy. I still think if you let me cop a feel or two we'd both feel much happier.” Morgan said across the table. “I can't reach but Dylan could step in for me. Lao did say you ought to play with us a little more. Perhaps you are meant to be copping a feel of me. What do you think, Leslie?”

“I think it's a pity they don't serve Irish coffees here.” Leslie said. “How can I decide when I don't know any of the details? Fill me in.”

“We'd like you to hold back our food for five minutes, please.” Leslie told the waitress after Morgan had explained his meeting with Tracy. “Don't worry, 1201, Tracy will be your starters. The three of you have five minutes to hug and kiss her. Nothing more than that Morgan. For now. Maybe later if you are particularly kind to Tracy she will allow you more liberties. Tracy, you will understand more later today. There are still some lingering consequences from spanking Rohan yesterday. I could let Rohan help you but then everybody in this diner will feel the brunt of his energy. Relax and enjoy five minutes of kissing and cuddling the boys.”

The boys were surprisingly gentle and restrained with Tracy yet they did keep her busy kissing one of them at all times for the five minutes. Our waitress commented we had a rather unique method of applying first aid. Abby quite calmly told her she was correct in assuming it was me Tracy had spanked. The waitress seemed startled when Abby said it was a very special thank you for a very special gift. Rohan adopted the two boys on either side of Tracy and last night was the formal signing of the papers Abby explained. Wiping at her eyes our waitress leaned towards me and kissed me. I grew up as an orphan she told me after the kiss and if there weren't others around I'd make my thank you a far more intimate one. She told Tracy if it would help her recovery she'd be happy to give me another kiss. I was happy to help Tracy by accepting it.

Abby and Leslie burst out laughing when the waitress started unloading all the food. We may need a second booth Leslie told her. There were plates with meat, eggs and potatoes. Plates that were covered in pancakes. Plates filled with waffles. Entire plates with nothing but sauteed greens on them which the boys stoically added to the plates in front of them. Tracy proclaimed her imminent death of embarrassment if any of her classmates or friends were to see her at a table with so much food on it. Morgan assured her the boys would take the blame. Silence settled as we all did our best to clear some plates so Tracy would be less embarrassed. Our diligence paid off and we cleared six of the plates in record time. We handed the plates to our startled waitress when she came over to top up our coffee.

Without missing a beat we moved on to the waffles now that all the greens have been devoured. Leslie, Abby and Tracy worked through their food at a more sedate pace while I indulged in a race with the boys. The last spoonful of food disappeared leaving us startled and a little confused. I lifted my head and raise my arm to order more food but Leslie held it down.

“Save room for some milkshakes. You've impressed everybody quite enough for one day.” Leslie told me with a soft smile. “You are such a big kid at heart.”

“Eek! There's no need for this tomfoolery.” I said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kisses me several times on the cheek. “Leslie there are children present.”

“They seem to be enjoying the show.” Morgan said looking over at some giggling youngsters.

“Everybody thought it was fine for them to see me being buried in kisses.” Tracy told me.

“Phew, did somebody say milkshakes?” I finally manage to say as I straighten my shirt. “Where's our tab? Oh, never mind about the tab. Go ask the cashier to charge us whatever ridiculous amount you feel comfortable with Tracy.”

“Here's your bill.” our waitress said a few minutes later.

“Will $300 cover it?” Tracy asked approaching from behind her.

“What?” our startled waitress exclaimed. “$300. I think I owe you a dollar or two in change.”

“Rohan told me to pay whatever ridiculous amount I felt comfortable with for our breakfast. I figured $300 would leave a fair tip for you. We are ever so grateful.” Tracy told her reaching out to hug her and kiss her gently on the cheek. “We do have a soft spot for orphans but you really were very kind to us when we needed it. Treat yourself to something special. I promise you that nobody at our table will object to you giving them a hug and a kiss. Watch out for Morgan he's itching to cop a feel of some pretty wench.”

“Tracy, it was meant to be a surprise.” Morgan said without any trace of embarrassment. “Now it will have to wait for another visit.”

Laughing our waitress embraced him first. The owner of the diner was the cashier and she smiled broadly at us when we walked past. She thanked Tracy once again for her kindness. Tracy told her it was nothing and to be sure to mention her name when she spoke to the accountant. Our waitress wants to start a small orphanage someday so I thought a no-interest loan might help Tracy told us. I have a feeling all of the tip we left will go towards the orphanage. Leslie made us wait while she went back inside to give our waitress her card and offer her services when she got the orphanage started. All of us noticed her slip the waitress a fifty dollar bill and speak to her quite sternly. There was no doubt in our mind she had made the young lady promise to spend it all on herself.

“What are you lot grinning at?” Leslie said. “I thought the three of you had slow cookers to purchase and a jeweler to visit. Abby it is most unseemly to hug your boss like this in public. Am I to die of embarrassment as well as thirst before we get our milkshakes?”

“You are as bad as Rohan when it comes to embarrassing your employees with kind deeds.” Abby told Leslie. “Yes, it must be the company you keep. I could ask Trevor if he has a younger brother or cousin?”

“Younger? I don't think quite that much of Rohan's influence has rubbed off on me yet.” Leslie told Abby with a smile. “Move along or we won't be done with lunch before Tracy's appointment.”

Travis was working the evening shift this Saturday. I decided an extra shake ought to help me get over the disappointment. Dylan asked if his classmates had gotten their milkshakes and was assured they'd been well received. Tracy had left instructions on what percentage to add as a tip so the staff were very happy with everything. We finally settled into a booth.

“I want us to address this compulsion of Dylan's to hide behind a ridiculously large amount of schoolwork.” I told Leslie. “There may have been a reason for it before he met me but there isn't one now. I'd like him to enjoy more time to play and relax.”

“Yes, I'd like that as well.” Dylan said answering Leslie's question. “The problem is I have no idea how to scale back without leaving any loose ends. Do I finish out this semester with the same load or will it take two before I am at a point where I can stop? You see I just kept piling it on because I never thought I'd feel comfortable enough being gay to stop and play with the other kids. Now we have other projects like the vegetable business to keep us busy. I may need another one or two as well. Good idea, Abby. I'd love to help that young lady get her orphanage off the ground.”

“The best people to help us with the issue of your schooling are your teachers and the school counselor.” Leslie told us. “Both Sophie and Amanda need to let the school know Rohan is their sons' step-dad. When they do I would like them to let the school know I am your therapist and allow me to chat with the counselor. That is if you agree to take me on as your therapist, Dylan? The formality needs to be addressed so answer the question.”

“Yes, I would love to have you as my therapist.” Dylan told her. “Let's seal it with a kiss.”

“Abby will bring over the forms for you to sign on Monday, Rohan.” Leslie said after kissing Dylan. “You have added Lao's tai chi and the new business to your schedule so we will have to free up some time. Then if you do find yourself at a loose end we can have you help our waitress with her project.

That takes care of your son so we can move on to you. Yes, Rohan, you push yourself to the point of exhaustion and beyond with Catherine so you can sleep through the rest of the day or sit on the couch and do nothing for an entire afternoon. When Catherine isn't exhausting you it's Lao you turn to for distraction. Tell me what other interests occupy your time apart from cooking? No, I am not going to tell you to stop cooking. Your housekeeper is correct in saying it is therapy for you and you do enjoy it so we need to keep it as part of your schedule. This leaves you with a lot of free time we need to fill in a balanced, healthy way.

Good point, Dylan. We can add sketching and art classes to his schedule. I know this week is very busy for both of you but I want you to think about what a healthy lifestyle would mean to both of you. What things can you add to your schedule to help you feel at peace? There will be meditation thanks to Lao and the abbot. I will be chatting to the school this week and seeing how to reduce this workload for Dylan. All I want is for you guys to make a note if you think of something. Add it to the communal online calendar. Let's set up a time to meet again in two weeks.”

“Hello guys.” I said as Tracy joined us with the two boys. “You're just in time for a round of milkshakes. We'll take them to go. Tracy, it will be almost an hour before lunch is ready. The burgers won't take long but the fries will be a while. I need some sustenance to keep me going. The co-op had everything we needed? Wonderful.”

The ladies declined the offer of milkshakes. I wasn't going to turn down a milkshake and neither were any of the boys. We headed off home where I prepared some spinach and feta burgers with ground lamb, sweet potatoes fries and a Greek salad. Leslie and Abby left when Tracy headed off to her massage appointment. This left only us three guys in the apartment. We played a few rounds of PlayStation games to let our food settle and ensure we won't be disturbed. I had something special in mind for the me now that all three boys had fucked me. Somehow I managed to keep it together enough to finish second in the standings. Adam narrowly edged me out in the deciding third round. Morgan and Dylan had tied for third so I had them play a decider which was won by Dylan.

“Now we have decided the order in which you scurvy knaves finished the game we can move on to some games of a more intimate nature.” I told them as they settled around and on me. All of us had shed our clothing within two minutes of the ladies leaving so I had plenty of naked flesh to fondle. “Tonight when I sit down to dinner there will be a load from each of you in my ass. Adam, Dylan and Morgan shall be the order you will present your cock to my ass. Each of you gets to choose the position for us to fuck.”

“Are we allowed to use toys and restraints?” Adam asked.

“You can use whatever restraints you need to keep me in a specific position. Stocks, spreader bars, belts and other ties are allowed. No vibrators, butt plugs or dildos.”

“Wonderful. I'll be right back.” Adam told me. “Why don't the two of you get Dad ready for me in the meantime? I may be a little while.”

“Very nice, 1201. Elegant and simple. Rohan's cute butt helps a great deal with the appeal.” Morgan told him as the three of them stood behind me admiring the view of my exposed backside.

Adam had simply asked me to kneel face down on the longer portion of the couch and extend my arms behind me. Placing a spreader bar over my calf muscles he had secured my wrists to the bar. The bar was now resting snugly behind my bent knees. Once I was secured the boys had decided to torment me with some kissing and fondling amongst themselves in front of me. Because my head was turned to the side I could only listen to the sounds of their pleasure and not being able to see what they were doing made it hotter.

After about half an hour I felt movement behind me. Adam settled in close to my ass. Quietly he slid his cock into me. Then set about getting off inside me. There were no tender words or gentle touches. Adam's hands remained on my hips holding me in place. Apart from his cock the only other contact I had with him was when his balls banged against my ass. Dylan and Morgan kept on with their kissing and fondling while Adam fucked me.

I lay motionless letting the occasional hard thrust rub my cheek against the couch but otherwise just enjoying the movement of his cock inside of me. There was nothing else to enjoy. My wonderful lover made certain he made no sound other than his breathing. Showing a great deal of self control the only sound he made when he climaxed was caused by a slight increase in the sound of his breathing. Only when I felt the wetness of his cum in my ass did I know he had given me my sought after load. I clamped down on my impending orgasm and made it through without unloading. One down two more to go.

Sometime during my fucking in response to a signal Dylan had gone upstairs to get some restraints. The boys worked in silence to reposition me. Once again the spreader bar was use to keep my hands still. This time they were out in front of me and used a brace to keep my legs up. I lay on my back looking at my legs boxed in by the spreader bar and my arms. Dylan had secured the spreader bar to my calf muscles with two short belts. Securing it this high had pulled me up into a curl I was to hold throughout his fucking. The pressure from my slightly raised upper body was soon matched by the pressure from his pounding at the other end of my torso. Gods what a stomach workout.

Once again I was taken in silence. This time I could feel the motion of his cock thrusting at me while he stared into my eyes. Resting his palms alongside me Dylan lent forward to add his weight onto my stomach. Determined not to give them any satisfaction I smiled calmly at him while I worked on relieving the burn in my stomach with some deep, gentle breaths. Relaxing the muscles from the inside I worked on breaking his silence by clenching down on his cock at irregular intervals.

Dylan smiled at me in triumph when his cum flowed into my ass to mingle with Adam's cum. He'd known what I was up to and claimed a victory by remaining silent. Lying beneath him I silently claimed an equal triumph by not begging for him to release the pressure on my stomach muscles. How wonderfully wet the inside of my ass felt from the two loads.

Morgan administered a third dose of the silent treatment. No restraints or spreader bars or stocks for him. Morgan told me to bend forward and grab my ankles. Then he knelt on a chair behind me and penetrated me from slightly above my asshole. The position I found myself in helped keep the previous two loads inside of me. Morgan's downward thrusts helped push the cum further into me. Shortly after he had started pounding my ass I began to regret the lack of restraints. A short belt around my wrists and ankles would have allowed me to relax into the position a little more. Now I had to work on maintaining my grip of my legs.

This time I claimed my triumph by unloading right after Morgan starting filling me and in total silence. My cum struck my chest, neck and chin as I held myself in position without a murmur. Still bent over I asked Adam to go upstairs and fetch Morgan a medium butt plug to insert into me. Only when I stood upright did the boys realize I had climaxed. When they were certain they'd licked me completely clean the words tumbled from all of them in a rush.

“A pity I was not able to experience a rush of cum equal to such a rush of words.” I remarked after five minutes of non-stop chatter.

“You'll have us rushing for paddles if you're not careful, Scoundrel.” Dylan told me. “That was so fucking hot! You deserve extra credit, Scoundrel, for outlasting us and being even quieter than we were when you unloaded. We'll have to have a rematch soon. Why, Scoundrel, the whole point is to get you to make a noise before one of us does. This time you won by a few decibels. Next time we will get you.”

“My inexperience at fucking was a hindrance that will not be there the next time.” Morgan promised. “I plan on doing quite a bit of practicing with my teammates. Well played, Rohan.” Kiss.

“Yes, you beat us fair and square.” Adam said stepping onto his toes to kiss me. “As a reward you can bathe me and these other two fine fellows.”

“We'll also let you dry us.” Dylan added.

“And fondle our asses.” Morgan finished. “Now isn't this better than a cold, hard trophy?”

I agreed it was as I happily headed to the shower with the three of them in my arms.

The rest of the evening passed quietly. I made some shepherd's pie for dinner with some vegetable sides. Sophie was out with J. Abby had hoped to be out with Trevor but Leslie insisted she slow things down. My housekeeper suggested the girls revisit the martini bar. Tracy had returned much happier and more relaxed from her massage. She'd even forgotten to tickle the boys when they teased her about the masseuse copping a feel or two. Adam decided he wanted to be both a porn video producer and a massage therapist. Amanda got talked into going to the martini bar as well which left us boys alone again. After another couple of hours or PlayStation and a last round of milkshakes with a splash of brandy Adam took Morgan down to his place. They figured they had an hour or two before his mom got home and wanted to make the most of it.

I snuggled with Dylan on the couch and we had just started a second murder mystery when there was a knock at the door. The strangeness of somebody knocking instead of just walking in caused a bit of a delay in our response but Dylan got there in time to let in the ladies. They'd stopped in at Amanda's apartment thinking the action would be taking place up here but soon discovered there was quite a bit going on downstairs. Morgan it seemed was also practicing combining the chi work with sex.

“We're just about to start a murder mystery so your timing is perfect.” Dylan assured Sophie as he led her to the living room. “I believe Rohan was contemplating another milkshake with a splash of brandy. Would anybody like to join us?”

“All of us would.” Tracy said pulling me up from the couch. “Quickly Rohan it's not polite to keep guests waiting. Besides I want to thank you and the kiss I give you might embarrass Dylan.”

“What now?” I asked.

“Juliet filled in a lot of the missing pieces.” Tracy told me. “I'm giving your butt until Monday evening before I try another thank you spanking. There are a few things I learned that I am eager to try. You don't mind helping with my education do you? I thought you wouldn't which is why I want to thank you with a special kiss.”

“Tracy, the embarrassment won't be nearly as uncomfortable as being teased.” Dylan protested. “You cannot tell me about such a kiss and not let me at least see it. That's cruel.”

“He's right you know.” Amanda told Tracy. “Besides you've also got me curious and Abby might find it useful next Saturday.”

“Saturday. I thought we were going up Friday night.” Abby said.

“You didn't think I'd allow you to rush into something this special, did you?” Leslie told her. “I want a detailed plan of action from you on my desk no later than Thursday morning. You will tell me how you are going to seduce Trevor over twelve hours or more. Abby, there is plenty of time for spontaneity later. This will be your first time with him and you don't want nerves to cause you to forget something you will regret. Now pay attention to what Tracy is about to do to our kindly, endlessly patient pet pervert.”

Tracy stepped in close to me with a thigh pressed into my groin. She took my face in her hands and drew me towards her. We started off simply enough with out lips pressed together. After a couple of minutes Tracy used her tongue to open my lips and kept our mouths open as our tongues wrapped around each other. When I thought we were about to break off the kiss Tracy caught the tip of my tongue between her teeth and sucked it into my mouth. There were a few startled gasps from our audience and the thought of kissing the boys like this caused my cock to twitch in delight. Tracy smiled knowingly at me when she finally brought the kiss to an end.

“Thank you, Rohan.” Tracy said with a sincerity we all felt.

“The others are too polite to say it so I will.” Dylan said wrapping his arms around her hips. “That was fucking hot!”

“We all know one thing Abby will be teaching Trevor next weekend.” my housekeeper said. “Now where are our promised shakes?”

“No, Tracy it wasn't embarrassing. I am looking forward to trying it on Dylan later as much as Abby is on Trevor.” I told her as we entered the kitchen. “I'm glad I don't have to wait a week. Tracy, you are not disturbing or intruding on us now. I am glad you stopped in so I can spend some more conventional time with Dylan amongst friends. I'm not certain why but keeping our clothes on after dinner felt right so we did. Now I'm glad we did. Aren't you?”

“I think all us ladies are.” Tracy said. “I know you have complimented me quite frankly on my body but I don't think you can be quite as certain of my good looks as I am about yours. You have yet to see me naked while I have you naked a time or two.”

“Tracy, you are very close to earning a spanking for belittling yourself.” Dylan told her coming in to grab some of the shakes for the others. “None of us needs to see you naked to know you have an absolutely stunning figure despite Rohan feeding you so many desserts. You are too beautiful as a person not to be gorgeous on the outside as well. Now the next time I hear any such talk from you I will have Lawrence do some tasteful nude shots of you to show to the others for a critical assessment of your figure.”

“You wouldn't. He wouldn't.” Tracy spluttered.

“Would you prefer an inspection like one we gave Rohan?” Dylan asked. “I'm sure I'll have Leslie's support which means you won't wriggle out of this. Now why don't you give me a hand delivering some shakes?”

I smiled and continued making more shakes for our guests. Soon we were sitting down to watch a nice little show. I had an arm draped over Dylan and the other over Tracy. She jokingly said she was only snuggling with me because I promised to only cop a feel of Dylan's butt. After two hours Amanda decided it must be safe for her to go home. Once we'd said our goodnight to the ladies we headed up to the bedroom.

Laying him gently on the bed I began to strip Dylan. He lay there calmly allowing me to pull of items of clothing until he was quite naked. Then he watched with a smile while I stripped.

“What's so amusing?” I asked as I shed my pants.

“Nothing, my fine pet pervert.” Dylan told me. “I was just thinking how amazingly perceptive you are and how loving. We haven't had any time alone for me to be able to say thank you for what you did for 1201. Then there's the joy you gave me by not only adopting me but also in giving me a brother. That's why I say you are incredibly perceptive. You never had to ask if I'd be okay with a brother. Don't deny it or call it a lucky guess or we'll be visiting the playroom. You knew beyond any doubt or you would have asked.”

“I think you deserve a thank you for being so open to going from a single mom to both a dad and a brother.” I told him lying down alongside him and kissing him. “You also agreed to letting me adopt you even though you knew you were taking on a pervert for a dad and one who has no idea what being a father entails. I never really had one of my own. He was no more than a physical presence for a short period of time. Merely an older guy not a dad.”

“Choosing a pervert for a dad makes it more fun. There's certainly a lot less hang ups about sex and sexuality.” Dylan said between kisses. “Oh, so that's what the kiss Tracy gave you tonight feels like. Let's wait until a little later before we practice it some more. I have to finish telling you that I think you will make a great dad. You are aware you have no idea what it entails so you will go out of your way to learn. You are also not afraid to ask for help from Leslie. I may need to spend some of my allowance on her to teach me about being a son.”

“Save your allowance. Now you are officially my son I can add you to my medical insurance.” I told him. “You are doing a great job as a son. The question is if you are naughty how do I punish you? I mean spanking you is hardly a punishment.”

“Are you hinting I ought to misbehave now before you work it out?” Dylan asked. “Let's start my naughty behavior with some more of those kisses. Then I'm pretty certain I can find something naughty to do with my pet pervert.”

Softly, languidly we went from kissing to making love. Quiet moans of pleasure escaped from us whenever we felt the need to release the build up of pleasure inside of us. Even our cum matched our mood by flowing from us in a stream rather than exploding in the usual jets and splashes.

“Fine we'll take a shower but you will do all the work. I'm protesting all this ungodly cleanliness.” Dylan said with a smile. “All I want to do is roll over and go to sleep.”

“You will in a few minutes.” I told him as I washed his cute body. “Oh, so those kisses you're giving me aren't work are they?”

“I had to find a good reason for being up and out of bed. Kissing a sexy, cute scoundrel seemed like the very best reason right now. Any objections?”

“None whatsoever. Now step out of the shower so I can dry you.”

The thud of two bodies hitting the bed woke me the next morning. Before I could react I felt the cold touch of lubricant at my hole. Adam had come prepared to cum. Moments later I was impaled on his erection. Alongside me Morgan was settling his cock inside Dylan's ass.

“Mom sent us up to make certain you were awake.” Adam told me after a few kisses.

“She also said she didn't want to be disturbed so early by our lovemaking.” Morgan added. “We decided to take care of both her instructions at the same time.”

“Very efficient.” Dylan said between groans of pleasure. “Now pick up the fucking pace. Fuck me like you would if you loved me.”

“Let's see which of you can get your victim to cum first.” I suggested.

“Splendid idea, Scoundrel. Whoever wins get's to experience the kiss Tracy taught us last night before the other.” Dylan said.

There wasn't much of a contest. Dylan's first orgasm of the day was always going to arrive before mine. Still it did ensure that Adam gave my ass a good pounding and we weren't all that far behind Dylan as we cried out in pleasure and exploded. Like the good fuckers they were our partners licked us clean before the prize giving.

“After the joy Morgan gave me last night I'm quite glad I lost.” Adam said when I finally taught him the kiss. “This kiss is worth the wait. Yes, he's coming along nicely and following your lead by including some focused chi when we fuck. Thank you, for explaining about last night. Now Mom's comment this morning makes sense. I'll have to apologize when she gets here.”

“I said wake them not get into bed with them.” Amanda said moments later. “What's this about an apology? You can explain and apologize after the shower. These are my church clothes. I'll get the coffee brewing. You'd better not linger in the shower, Rohan, or it'll be my breakfast casserole the others will be eating. What are you waiting for? Move! I'm not going anywhere until all of your cute butts are in the shower.”

“You can kiss me without touching me.” Dylan said as he approached the doorway. “Does there have to be a reason for the kiss? I didn't think a guy needed a reason to kiss a pretty lady. Glad to know I was right.”

We showered in what was record time for us. The quickness of his first orgasm left Dylan primed for a second round when we got into the shower and I was more than happy to feed on his load. The other two scurvy knaves took each other in hand and didn't take long to feed me more sweet boy cum. I was a very happy pervert when I arrived downstairs. The others began trickling in and the boys took charge of the coffee. I might not have been too interested in the church service itself but I really enjoyed the fact it brought us all together for a morning. This was the true blessing for me.

After the service I got to practice my social skills under the watchful eye of Leslie. She hardly had to smack me at all these days. People commented on the change in Catherine's boyfriend. Tracy couldn't help laughing when people asked if he was on a diet. Two plates of dessert a night is quite a diet another churchgoer commented. Catherine's boyfriend confessed he didn't know how he was losing the weight.

“He's more relaxed and not as uptight about himself and his life.” Catherine explained. “Along with the two bowls of dessert Rohan has been feeding him more vegetables in a week than he usually ate in a month. Then just to be certain he keeps losing weight I keep a paddle in plain sight around my apartment. Another trick I learned from Rohan.”

“I don't imagine the exercise routine you have him on is doing any harm. She's a great personal trainer. Isn't he still taking the herbs from Lao?” Dylan asked her.

“Yes, that also helps quite a lot. I think he may have to tailor-make the teas. Tracy can ask when she takes Rohan there on Wednesday and get back to you.” Catherine said. “No, I'm sure it will be no trouble at all. What's your phone number?”

I decided on the spur of the moment to suggest we make Sunday lunch the big meal of the day because it was when we still had everybody present. Nobody had any pressing plans so we decided to try it out and see how it worked for us. Because it was a spur of the moment decision we needed to go by the co-op for some food. I'll be better prepared the next time I told them. Would spanakopita work or was there something else they wanted? Spanakopita it is. I told Tracy we could have Tipsy if she prepared it. Yes, I want some time alone with you in the kitchen. Us old guys also enjoy time with a pretty young lady.

The others told me they were aware lunch would be a little late and were happy to hang out. My housekeeper told me she had added some snacks to the groceries we just got and if I'd leave her alone with Tracy for a few minutes they'd get them ready. The boys were happy to help me set up the folding table. Would you believe my housekeeper insisted I spend fifteen minutes enjoying snacks with the others before Tracy could allow me in the kitchen? I kid you not. Abby asked if I found hanging out with her for fifteen minutes such an ordeal? I didn't dignify that question with an answer. Abby laughed and kissed my cheek. Save some for Trevor I told her. Oh, it's not his cheek I plan on kissing.

Tracy kept me company through most of the main course preparation. When I put the food into the oven to bake she told me to relax with a little wine while she prepared the salad and salad dressing.

“No protests?” a startled Leslie said from the doorway. “Dylan asked me to check in on Tracy. She's been in here with you for almost an hour.”

“Why would I protest when this is why I wanted Tracy to join me?” I asked Leslie.

“Like I said just checking.” Leslie told me with a smile as she left to rejoin the others. We heard her telling Dylan that everything was okay.

Tracy was a pleasure to work with in the kitchen. I enjoyed her cheerfulness and she had an inquisitiveness about things that was genuine and honest. A pity I hadn't met her instead of my ex-wife all those years ago. There was hardly any point in going for a stroll down What If Lane so I focused on enjoying my time with her now. Her smile as she looked at the prepared pudding waiting to go into the oven lit up the room. She looked at me inquisitively and I just kissed her, hugged her and told her I loved her. After a few minutes the timer signaled it was time to remove the main course from the oven.

My housekeeper and the boys cleared a space on the folding table. I set the food out there to rest for a few minutes. The bowls of salad I set on the main table. Adam said that was a deliberate ploy on my part to torment him. I kissed him gently. That's torment I told him eluding his grasp. Tracy had slipped her puddings into the oven and set the timer while I was amusing myself with Adam. We walked hand-in-hand to the table and only after she had sat down did I take my seat.

Sophie and J had designated themselves official servers of lunch. They didn't have to do anything when it came to the salad. The boys tried to convince me they had eaten sufficient. I merely told them to make a better effort the second time around. Catherine insisted her boyfriend help himself to more salad helped ease their pain. The boys thought they had an adult to help them in their protests against salad injustice.

“You boys seem to forget I am the one in charge of his workout sessions. Do you really think he's going to give me a reason to make them any tougher or more frequent?” Catherine asked them. “Rohan might be that silly but not my man. He's already made that mistake once. I don't think he'll do it again within the next one hundred years.”

Only when the last scarp of lettuce left all three of the boy's plates did I ask Sophie to dish up the main course. She kissed me on her way over to the table. Tracy used this time to remove her puddings from the oven. After lunch I joined her in the kitchen as she made the custard.

“Ahem, were you planning on serving those or were you just going to stand there admiring them all afternoon?” Leslie asked us as I stood with my arm around Tracy admiring her finished desserts. “Now I understand why Rohan is so absentminded at times. There's something in the energy of the kitchen.”

“Leslie, it's in the whole production of the meal.” Tracy told her. “I feel so much lighter, happier and way too proud about this simple dessert for it to make any sense. One day you will have to prepare a meal with Rohan because I honestly cannot describe it.”

“That's a good idea.” Leslie said. “Next weekend I will prepare one with him at the cabin and then prepare one here the following week. I want to see what difference the venue makes. Now let's serve some pudding to the patient folks in your dining room, shall we?”

I told everybody the dessert was all Tracy and watched some like proud parent as they all complimented her. When the table had been cleared people started leaving. Dylan looked around and asked if I was certain it was okay for him to go ride his bike with the other scurvy knaves. He still looked dubious when I told him I'd be just fine. I'd do some sketching. There were a couple of novels I'd like to read. Eventually it was Leslie who helped him out the door with his bicycle. Tracy was the last to leave with them mumbling about not being certain it was wise to leave me alone. Abby dragged her out the door.

“Morgan knows I wouldn't let you park your bike a and leave with just a brief exchange of kisses.” I told Adam later. “Drop those pants. Get up on the couch in front of me and feed me your cock.”

“The problem is I don't how much trouble he is making for me with the help of my mom?” Adam asked as he got up onto the couch. “Promise me you'll make this as quick as you can, Rohan.”

“This ought to help.” Dylan said walking into the living room with a vibrator in hand.

“You're the best brother ever.” Adam told him. “Rohan will be spitting me out if you take any longer to get that inside of me. Oh, yes that feels so good. Please, Rohan, suck harder. I'll let you fuck my brother's ass if you swallow my load soon.”

In response I opened my mouth to draw his balls into my mouth with his cock. This led to a very explosive orgasm in a matter of minutes. A few quick kisses later he was rushing out the door. Dylan asked me what I had planned for the evening apart from fucking? He did remember the last Sunday night baseball game we watched. That one had a remarkable number of foul balls and low pitches. We can only hope for a similarly explosive ending he said lying down in front of me.

The game had just gotten started when there was a knock at the door. Dylan answered it and called me over. I understand completely I assured the delivery girl. Thank you for bending the rules and delivering the two six packs with the pizza and not handing it over to a minor no matter how cute he is in his boxers. The lady who placed the order gave you a generous tip. Her name wouldn't have happened to be Tracy would it? Lucky guess. Enjoy your evening. Tomorrow is school so you only get to have two beers I told Dylan who was convinced Tracy had sent us each a six pack. I waited while he sent Tracy a thank you text before cracking open our first beer together.

Dylan thought it unfair I make him hobble up the stairs to the bedroom. Yes this game had an equally explosive ending or did I think he usually walked with a limp? Quit grinning, Scoundrel, I will need a hand up the stairs. We'd fucked with him pinned beneath me. Leaning off the edge of the couch he'd braced himself with his palms flat on the floor. Three times the force of my thrusts had almost driven him face first into the floor. There had barely been enough room for me to squeeze between the backrest and him without pushing him entirely off the couch. He hadn't even got to finish his second beer before I assaulted his cute ass. We'd both finished our beer after I'd finished fucking him.

“I think this adoption thing has done you the world of good.” Dylan said as I carried him upstairs. “The sex has been incredible. You've even managed to fuck me good and proper twice in the same week. Last night was the perfect balance. Naturally we're stopping for a shower. You're as bad as Tracy sending salad with the pizza. Do you know the delivery girl wouldn't take it back even though I told her we wouldn't want a refund? I even tried offering to take off my boxers.”

“That explains the blush.” I said casually as I soaped his ass. “Good to know they stay bought.”

“Very reassuring on some level, I'm sure.” Dylan said. “Thank you for the beers tonight, Scoundrel. A massage before bed sounds like a great idea.”

Dylan fell asleep before I was done. When I had completed his massage I gently settled in alongside him and covered us with the sheet. I may not understand how to be a dad I thought but I can feel the energy. A lovely energy it is. Despite my apprehension about my qualifications for the job I knew I'd never regret adopting these two scurvy knaves.

The morning started off quite tamely with a quick suck and gentle fuck of Dylan before Adam and Morgan popped upstairs for a quick double team. After breakfast my housekeepers did some cleaning and laundry before my workout with Catherine. I settled on the couch to give the matter of my workout some thought. Lao had mentioned to Tracy that a steady, constant pace would be key. Obviously I would be moving faster in the cardio area than the weight are or while working with the bags. The pace within each area needed to be steady. I finally decided I'd need to discuss this with Catherine before we started as she'd have the final say on the pace.

“Ready?” Tracy asked with a trace of concern. “You will be careful, won't you? There's no tea to help you. Glad you remembered your pre-workout stretches.”

When I explained my thoughts to Catherine she said we could either go very slowly or at a brisk pace. I decided to err on the side of caution and do it very slowly once Catherine assured me I wouldn't run over into her time with another client.

“You're the only one on my schedule today.” Catherine assured me. “I'm as curious as you to see how it works.”

Obviously the slower pace was excluded from the cardio. Starting at the usual sprint made it crystal clear in case I harbored any doubt. Things got tricky right from the start. I had to use chi to accomplish two tasks. The first was to keep me at the required pace to prevent a fall and I needed to also infuse the muscles with a healing energy. For the first five minutes I struggled juggling these two different concepts. Thankfully the stress of impending failure and a hospital visit helped me come up with a solution. I realized if my muscles were always in a state of perfect healthy they couldn't be depleted of energy. Once I understood this glaring simple truth all I had to do was focus on sending healing energy into my muscles and cells. After another five or six minutes spent getting a feel of how much chi my body could comfortably absorb I was able to relax and enjoy the run. Returning to my body felt like breaking the surface after diving into a lake.

How strange it felt to be able to look around me as I pounded the treadmill. I accepted some water from Tracy. Smiled at Catherine and assured her I was just fine. She told me it seems I had experienced a breakthrough but we'd see how things progressed in the weight area. This was something I had been curious about as well. Running or striking the bags only required I keep fatigue at bay. Weights required extra chi to lift. I had almost seven minutes to figure something out. What I discovered by increasing the level of chi was how jittery I started to feel. I eased off before I fell off the treadmill. Maybe it wouldn't have the same effect if there was some resistance placing extra stress on my muscles. I'd know in just a few minutes.

“Thank you, Tracy.” I said accepting more water. “No, I feel pretty good. Catherine is being most gentle.”

“Gentle is all relative.” Catherine told me as we headed to the weight machine.

“And it's no relative of hers.” the fellow next to me said. “She's my fitness trainer as well. I won't be able to complain about her pushing me hard now. Thanks buddy.”

“Catherine won't take it out on you because she's too good natured and a little banter is good for the soul.” I told him. “Good luck at your next session. Looks like she's ready for me.”

“Holy cow! Is that for you?” he asked looking over to where Catherine stood alongside the bench press machine.

“Yes, it's a little light because it's my first round. She's really very kind.” I told him as I walked away.

The weights did absorb the extra chi or it might have been my muscles fatiguing under the weights. Lao would explain it to me on Wednesday. All I knew is it worked very nicely if I focused on a steady, even stream of energy healing. Catherine told me it was bittersweet that I had gotten it figured out so soon. On the one hand she was glad for me but it did spoil her fun. Lao will come up with some twist I'm certain I told her as I kissed her cheek.

“Will it help to know Tracy plans on spanking me tonight?” I asked.

“A little. Thank you, Tracy.” Catherine said as we headed to the bags.

This was the trickiest part because I still had to learn control. I think clipping me across the back of my head a few times made her feel better. Word spread as I started my second round that the intensity of my workout was picking up. People came over to see if they could figure out what I was doing differently. Today I was able to smile and nod at people through my last two rounds between exercises.

“Tracy, why don't you go get us some smoothies?” I asked when I was done. “Really I am fine. The massage will allow me to decompress. I need some time to figure out how to come down from this energy rush.”

“You look better. Promise you will send somebody to get me if you need help? I'll get you a couple of Lao specials.” Tracy said kissing my cheek. “After this performance I am glad I will be giving you a thank you spanking tonight.”

Her comment got me a few startle glances and some winks. A few of the ladies looked a little jealous. Catherine noticed as well and winked at me. Thanking everybody for their support I headed for the showers. Ten minutes later I was enjoying a green smoothie with extra ginger and a special powder Lao had given Tracy. Some vegetables and spices dried over a ridiculously long time she told me. Catherine told us she'd be over a little earlier this evening because she only had to report back to Lao and do her own workout.

“Juliet, I believe I owe you a thank you.” I greeted my masseuse and kissed her cheek. “Thanks to your words of inspiration on Saturday I am going to be given a thank you spanking. The pain is of little consequence. I am certain Tracy will grow from the experience and flourish even more. The boys were way too gentle this weekend I'm afraid as you can tell from the lack of color in my cheeks. Thank you for the offer but I'll wait until tonight.”

Juliet certainly was a skilled masseuse. We decided on the warm stone massage this week because I was awake to enjoy it. Reuben sandwiches were waiting in the oven for us. My housekeeper was quite amazed at how good I looked. Together we finished the remaining six pack from the previous night. My housekeepers agreed it would be fun to surprise the boys so they kept the two of them distracted while I sneaked up on them from behind. Wrapping my arms around my sons I drew them into a long, forceful hug. Naturally my hands were on their cute butts.

“No greeting kiss for your dad?” I asked.

“Scoundrel, you can walk. I thought you had a workout?” Dylan said remedying the lack of greeting.

“Even an old dog learns new tricks once in a while.” Tracy said. “Lao must be an exceptional teacher.”

“Or he's done a lot of work with old dogs.” Adam said relaxing in my grasp. “Morgan decided to spend tonight at his place so he could join us in our thank you meal tomorrow.”

“Speaking of thank you I must call our accountant and see if he can make it tomorrow.” I said as we entered the elevator. “Hope it isn't short notice.”

“His wife assured me they'd be delighted to join us. I offered to pay for the babysitter but she wouldn't allow me.” my housekeeper told me. “I also told them about Wednesday. The babysitter is going to be one happy lady this week with the extra cash.”

“Good.” I said draping the boys over my shoulders which led them to begin swatting my butt.

“Yes, I know Tracy is going to be spanking you later but this will help with the warm up.” Dylan said. “Our thank you to her for taking control of the bikes and parking them for us.”

“We'll plan the dinner after you've had lunch and done your homework.” I told them. “I'll give the accountant a call to check the papers are all ready for tomorrow. Then I'll rest up a little on the couch until you're done.”

The papers were ready for signing. Copies would be made for me to bring to the boys. They would also receive a budget in percentages of the different expenses plus a more detailed breakdown of the different aspects of the business. Wonderful, I told him. He thanked me for the two dinners. I took a nap while the boys did their homework. My housekeeper hovering nearby was a sure sign the boys had planned a more robust waking for me. I smiled a thank you at her while they woke me with kisses.

“Pick a country that is not one you usually think of when it comes to food.” I suggested when they admitted to not knowing where to start.

“Poland.” Adam said immediately. “I've just been doing a report on it for my geography class. We never got to look into the food.”

“What is the first thing you think of when you think of Polish food?”

“Sausage.” Dylan said causing Tracy to laugh. “What drink do you think of when you think of Poland, Tracy?”

“Vodka.” Tracy said right away.

“Will somebody look up the weather forecast for us tomorrow?” I asked. “Cloudy with a chance of showers you say. Slightly cooler at around seven. Perfect. Anybody object to a stew with Polish sausage and a dark bread for the main course? Borscht for starters. No salad, Adam. There will be plenty of vegetables in the stew. The soup is a vegetable one. A dense, heavy pudding with mixed fruit and vodka flavored custard ought to make a pleasant dessert.”

“Scoundrel, if you feed us a heavy dessert how we will escape the clutches of the resident pervert?” Dylan asked in mock terror.

“You won't. I owe him a favor or two for bringing you into my life so it seemed like a fine time to start repaying him. Might as well include him in the people we were thanking.”

“Very true.” Dylan said. “Please pass on this thank you kiss to him as well.”

“And one from me.” Adam said. “He's been a great friend.”

“Tracy will you take these two miscreants out for a walk to the co-op, please?” I asked her. “We need some English beer for tonight and I'd like you to check with the deli to see if they have some Polish sausage. There's a specialty meat shop in town we can visit on the way from seeing our accountant tomorrow if we have to. Please text me from the co-op and I'll give them a call. I'd like to go shopping for the other stuff tomorrow but thank you for the offer. I'm sure Tracy will include a couple of beers for you each if I tell her she gets to select the Polish vodka for tomorrow night. That you can purchase tonight. Your choice will determine what spices go into the pudding. Yes we will need to sample it before we go shopping tomorrow.

My housekeeper will be here to look after me. Catherine ought to be here any minute and she'll want to interrogate me about the workout.”

“Question not interrogate.” Catherine said entering the apartment. “Lao has some questions he wants me to ask you. While you prepare dinner I'll call him with your answers.”

Catherine was on the phone with Lao before the others got back from their visit to the co-op. Tracy had texted to say there were slim pickings at the co-op. I knew it had been a long shot so I was not surprised. The lovely people at the specialty meat store were glad to make some Polish sausage for me. They'd make them up first thing in the morning and have them ready. A minimum order was for five pounds so I ordered ten pounds. This was not something I wanted to be short on in the afternoon. Besides a good sausage never went to waste in my apartment. No I didn't mind a little vodka in the sausage. Thank you for checking but the little ones would be spluttering through a shot or two at the table anyways. I also ordered ten pounds of traditional British bangers. Quite pleased at the thought of all the good meals this would provide I waited for the shoppers to return.

We are doing a fine British meal this evening I told the shoppers. While you were at the co-op I made up some trifles. Dinner will be pasties. A type of pie with a ground beef, potato and turnip filling. Sides of vegetables will be green beans, carrots and mashed potatoes. Scoot! I loved these little pies so I always made an extra dozen for the next day to be enjoyed at lunch. While the filling cooked I made up the pastry. The vegetable sides would be prepared while the pasties baked. I was quite content putting the meal together. Tracy came in and insisted we sample her choice of vodka. Hard to get a good feel for the taste with just one shot I told Tracy. Funnily enough she was thinking the same thing. We enjoyed a second which convinced us she had made a very good choice. Tracy asked me if six bottles would be enough? I laughed and told her it was wise of her not to risk running out of something so integral to the meal. Tracy suggested a Russian version of Tipsy one day.

My pastie dinner was a whole new dining experience to most of the guests at dinner. Leslie had enjoyed this dish on her holiday to England and was looking forward to having them again. The boys were more than happy with any sort of meat and pastry. All the others had enough faith in my cooking skills to be open to something new if I was the chef. I allowed the boys to enjoy one beer each. Tomorrow night you will be having vodka so that's it for tonight.

“This is why you are being spanked after dinner.” Dylan told me. “Thank you, Tracy.”

“I'm not spanking him for refusing to give you a second beer.” Tracy told him. “This is a reward and practice spanking.”

“Don't let Dad know or he will never give in to our requests for more booze but I think he deserves a reward for not giving in.” Dylan told her. Then he leaned up towards me for a kiss. “You weren't listening to what I just said were you? Good to know. I'm curious to see what changes Juliet has brought about in Tracy regarding the spanking. My guess is it will be something very similar to what Rohan has been teaching us boys.”

“The sooner you boys get the dishes done the sooner you will find out.” Tracy told them.

Fifteen minutes later I was doing a sequel. Adam had needed no prompting to offer Tracy the exact same riding crop from Saturday. When Tracy asked how he knew Juliet had suggested she use the same crop he told us it was the easiest way for her to notice any change. Keeping the physical aspect the same would allow Tracy to know any change in her feelings were due to what Juliet had taught her. The lubricant was for when the boys took care of our post-spanking needs.

“I have no doubt you will do a fantastic job and get us fantastically aroused.” Dylan told her. “Tomorrow is a school day so please get on with it, Tracy.”

The crack that reverberated through the room startled the boys in it's intensity. Before they had gotten over their astonishment Tracy had landed six more blows of equal force. After the twentieth blow landed Tracy announced the end of the warm up. This changed the expression from surprise to awe on the faces of the boys. I could feel their eagerness growing as they waited to see what Tracy would unleash next.

“Wow!” Dylan said as Tracy laid three quick blows across my ass with enough force to raise me onto my toes. “We should have tied him off.”

“What?” Tracy asked.

“A dozen blows like that will have my pet pervert making a mess on the floor from sheer delight.” Dylan told her.

“He will not!” Tracy said punctuating every word with a smack. “Do you understand Rohan?”

“Yes, ma'am.” I told her writhing in front of her.

There was a determined look on Tracy's face as she went about spanking me. Well into the spanking Tracy even moved from my right to my left. This caused the crop to find new areas to land on. What a splendid twist to the whole proceedings. Juliet deserved a thank you bouquet at the very least. I'd sensed very little discomfort from Tracy. All her concentration seemed more focused on noting her inner feelings rather than keeping down any inner turmoil. She spanked me to the point where it was taking every trick I knew to keep my load inside my balls.

“Please put this back for me, 1201.” Tracy told him handing him the crop.

“After I've hugged you and told you that you were magnificent.” he told her and wrapped his arms around her.

“Not bad although I think there is a sliver of white at the base of his cheeks.” Dylan remarked casually. “I think you will be fine with a few more practice spankings though.”

“Not bad. Fine with some more practice.” Tracy asked. “I can get in another one before bedtime and it won't be Rohan bent over the chair. A sliver of white. I'll turn you into a white sliver. Why I've a good mind to.... Laughing at me is not doing you any favors right now.”

“Tracy we are in awe of you right now. I couldn't resist the opportunity to tease you with all that adrenaline flowing in your system.” Dylan told her leaning against the wall to support himself. “You're right I do deserve a good tickling but you'd need to let me tie myself off before you started. We really need to get on with the sex. A round of milkshakes will be great. I've always wanted to try yours.”

Dylan had firmly steered Tracy towards the door. She glanced over her shoulder to see Adam place a generous amount of lubricant in his hand. This convinced her making milkshakes for everybody was a great idea. Adam told me to kneel in front of the chair. Then he set about lubing my ass while Dylan got himself naked and lubricated. Minutes later I was sucking on Adam's cock while Dylan fucked me. Now that the spanking was over I had no reason to hold back. Minutes later my muffled cries of pleasure filled the room as I climaxed. Seeing me cum so quickly proved such a turn on for the boys they followed within minutes.

“No you can't help us get things back in order, Scoundrel.” Dylan told me as he cleaned the floor. “I'm so proud of you for taking a spanking like that without unloading I am fit to burst.”

“No son ever had a better reason to be proud of their dad.” Adam assured me. “One day I may give some thought to what that says about us but not now. I am curious to try Tracy's milkshake.”

“No idea why Tracy would hide in the kitchen.” Dylan told Leslie. “That performance deserved to be on Broadway. Let's leave it to Rohan to sort out.”

“Felling good?” I asked Tracy sliding my arms around her waist.

“Yes.” Tracy said with a quiet sob. “I really laid into you didn't I?”

“Allow yourself to feel good. The boys are right in saying it was a magnificent spanking. You have every right to feel proud about a job well done and believe me my butt is very well done. Tracy we all have this part inside of us. Don't make a big deal out of it or think of it as bad. Power is a great aphrodisiac. Why do you think the three of us insisted on having sex before coming downstairs.

There's a really cute college student closing the coffee shop on your way home. He's single and if you dragged him into the bathroom I'm sure he'd be happy to help you out. Tell him I sent you. Mind? No he won't mind. He offered after the last time I dragged him into the bathroom and told me he also enjoyed a romp with a cute girl. You certainly qualify as a cute girl.”

“Rohan, your son is right in calling you a pervert.” Tracy said in shock. “Single with no girlfriend you say. Well.”

“Monday is a quiet night so he'll be working alone.” I told her.

“I sent you in to help the lady making milkshakes not help yourself to her.” Dylan said entering the kitchen and reaching for a tray. “Why would I mind him hooking you up with some cute guy for a good fuck? What do you think us guys just got through doing upstairs? I'm pretty certain 1201 would have wanted to record your spanking and I know he wasn't going to waste time switching the recorder off before sitting down in front of Rohan for a good sucking. We can prove it was good, hot sex that took place in there if you need more convincing.”

“Dylan, I think you are growing to be more like your father with each passing minute.” Tracy said. “Would you like me to take a recorder with me when I leave.”

“Don't forget the tripod.” Dylan said calmly. “I'm pretty certain you won't want to try holding a recorder steady with some guy pounding your middle. I wouldn't.”

“Wait until Rohan releases me. Just you wait.” Tracy threatened. “You won't tell a soul?”

“Neither of us will.” I promised.

“Thank you, boss.” Tracy said. “Here's the your shake. Now let's go join the others.”

Somehow we convinced my housekeeper Tracy was okay. Convincing her to let Tracy walk home on her own was a little harder. Dylan got her to agree by suggesting Leslie have a quick chat with Tracy before she left. This mollified my housekeeper. I assured her Tracy had been magnificent. The boys will no doubt be trying to talk her into spanking them soon I told my housekeeper. Tracy quietly slipped away before the others. Thirty minutes later the others started leaving. A nice gentle, tormenting double team with the boys in the shower was the perfect end to my day. They issued dire threats of what awaited me in the morning for a solid fifteen minutes as they rode the edge of their orgasms.

“Present mouth!” Dylan commanded in the morning. “Time to get the first load out of the way.”

Adam was busy reaching between my legs to finger fuck me. What a lovely start to the day I thought as I spread my legs to give him easy access to my hole. After he had fed me his load Dylan tried to squirm away. No blow and go allowed for scurvy knaves. Sit here so I can kiss your balls, your thighs, your shaft and if I lift you up like this even your glorious hole.

“Fuck your dad, scurvy knave.” I told Adam. “You're taking your sweet time about getting off. Are we waiting for the third fucketeer?”

“Fucketeer?” Dylan asked. “A little harder with the tongue. Oh, fuck yes. Thank you, Scoundrel.”

“All for bum and my bum for all.” I told them.

“The third fucketeer better get here quickly or my musket is going to discharge before he is here to plug the hole.” Adam said between loud gasps of pleasure. “What took you so long? I'm busting my gut trying to stop myself from busting my nut.”

“Nothing.” Morgan said stepping up and kissing a gasping Adam. “I was enjoying the conversation. Didn't realize I had enlisted as a fucketeer.”

“I'll hold you down while Rohan beats you if you're not naked and ready to fuck him in the next thirty seconds.” Adam told him taking out his anger at Morgan on me.

Morgan lingered over another kiss before shedding his clothing in a puddle. He leaned in behind Adam to rim his friend while lubricating his own cock. Moments later Adam was leaning against Dylan's back for support while he filled me with lovely ropes of cum. Morgan pulled him out while the last stream of cum was still being deposited in my ass.

“Stay here and kiss me, please.” Morgan told Adam as he buried himself quickly inside of me.

The pounding he gave me was filled with solid intent. I settled down into the mattress to enjoy what I knew would be a pretty quick fuck. Turning Dylan around I positioned his tight hole against my lips for a good tongue lashing, finger fucking and probing. Cum in my ass. A second cock driving me crazy down in the messy passage. Hot ass to eat. What more could I ask for at the start of my day? The scurvy lad who's ass I was enjoying was teasing my cock with the occasional lick. Almost absently it seemed but I knew he was pacing it deliberately to match Morgan's groans of pleasure. A few licks always followed when I used his ass to muffle my cries and gasps.

A final flurry of thrusts that lifted my ass up off the mattress gave me plenty of warning. Dylan also got the message loud and clear. He swallowed my cock. Holding me in his mouth he made me spew curses as I fought the urge to cum. When the last of Morgan's seed had flowed into me Dylan calmly spat my cock out.

“Well done, Scoundrel.” Dylan told me without any trace of concern. “That must have been sheer hell. Why, Scoundrel, I assure you it was purely coincidental that I took you in my mouth just as Morgan filled your ass. You cannot expect me to resist such a lovely cock forever? Yes, I'm lying through my teeth. Don't dad's usually spank their son when he lies? I guess I'll accept the consolation prize of fucking your ass. 1201 why isn't my cock coated?”

Dylan proved he had been paying attention during his time with a cock up his ass. The boy paced himself perfectly. Riding me forcefully until his orgasm threatened to overwhelm him. Then easing back with slow, gentle strokes while he waited for it to pass. Picking up the pace again for a while.

“I don't care if your mom finds us in bed fucking when they get here.” I told the other two. “Stay right where you are I have plans for your cute butts when this delicious torment is over. Yes, Morgan, yours as well.”

“Any plans for mine or is it to be left out in the cold?” Dylan asked picking up the pace again.

“Your ass is too hot to ever be cold.” I told him. “You certainly are doing a great fucking job making me feel proud.”

Dylan smiled at me as he kept on with his steady pounding. Time became meaningless as I lay back enjoying him stoking the pleasurable feelings inside of me. I rode my own orgasm to the brink before clamping down. The challenge was to keep it close so I could share his orgasm when he finally chose to let this wonderful fuck end. Eventually time caught up with him and we couldn't delay any longer. Leaning forward to lock lips with me he picked up the pace and drove us both of the edge.

“That's our thank you for going in to establish our business.” Dylan told me as he lay alongside me with my cum on his stomach. “Go ahead and lick me clean, Scoundrel. Now about those plans you said you had for our cute butts? Care to reveal them?”

“Happy to.” I told him walking over to the entrance of the bathroom and kneeling down so my leg blocked the doorway. “The toll is six swats each to gain access to the shower.”

“You guys go first.” Morgan said. “I want to enjoy the build up.”

Dylan was the first to bend over my knee. What a gorgeous sight he made with his legs stretched out straight behind him and just the tips of his toes touching the ground. My hand covered almost his entire ass as it landed solidly six delicious times. Before entering the bathroom he kissed me. Adam chose to kneel down before extending himself over my knees. This placed his ass lower down so I had to use more of a curved swing to strike his cheeks. Swinging down and under before moving up to smack his ass. What a clever kid I thought. A pit I had only told them six smacks.

The surprise was Morgan. He kissed me thank you before calmly folding himself over my knee. I couldn't insult him so the six smacks I gave him were just as hard as the ones I'd given the other fucketeers. There was a nice rosy glow spreading across his ass when he gave me a second thank you kiss. Naturally we were all still well covered in suds when Tracy entered the bathroom.

“Running a bit late are we?” Tracy asked.

“Thanking him for establishing the business was not something we could rush.' Dylan told her. “I really didn't expect to take so long when it came to my turn. Sorry, Tracy.”

“Looks like you've got enough soap on you all so rinse off quickly.” she told us reaching for a towel. “I'm not gong to take no for an answer so who's first. Rohan will be done drying by the time I'm finished with you boys. Hop to it!”

Tracy got us dried, dressed and downstairs in record time. She even checked on my butt before we left the bathroom. Yes I agreed it was important to face the results of our actions. Leaning down I surprised her with a thank you kiss while she was drying Morgan. I slowed her down on the stairs to let the boys gain some space before asking if she'd enjoyed her visit to the coffee shop. She said she planned on becoming a regular there. Grab a punch card I told her.

“Oh, my you do have a very twisted mind.” Tracy told me with a huge grin and hugged the breath out of me. “Dylan I need to give you a kiss for bringing out the pervert in Rohan this morning. He's absolutely wicked. Why he told me not to forget to grab a punch card from the coffee shop I visited last night.”

“I think that's sheer brilliance.” Dylan said insisting on kissing me in return. “You realize you get to choose what you want when the card is full don't you?”

“Yes, I do.” Tracy told him. “Thanks to my overly generous boss I will be certain to take full advantage of the occasion. Now let's help Amanda with the bacon and eggs. Okay Adam we'll leave it to the two of you to prepare breakfast. You're right it is good for you and your mom to prepare a meal together. We'll set the table. Grab the linens, pervert. Grab the cutlery and plates, Dylan. Morgan you can grab us each a cup of coffee. There's a shot glass right alongside the bottle for the adult coffees. I'm supervising of course.”

“Tracy, I don't think I ought to be having vodka this early.” Amanda protested. “Morgan says he's following your orders. Yes, it's a single.”

“Go ahead, Amanda. I'm celebrating and would love it if you joined me. Something best shared when it's just us girls. Thank you for being such a good sport.”

Sophie and J joined us for breakfast which proved to be a big help. J had installed a bike rack onto his car and he gave the boys a lift to school so they wouldn't be late. Sophie told Dylan she wasn't cross with him. She understood perfectly. She was glad to hear it had been a lingering thank you because part of it had been from her. No she calmly told Dylan even if Rohan was agreeable if she ever wanted to thank me for something she'd ask J to be her envoy in the bedroom.

“Tracy, I want to enjoy a happy, content and satisfied J.” Sophie told her. “He has needs that can only be satisfied by a firm hand and a hard cock. Rohan can supply both. Before I slept with J we discussed these matters and I made him promise to spend time with Rohan before he becomes grouchy or irritable for as long as Rohan will have him. You look very thoughtful, Tracy. Care to share?”

“I think that's the girl thing she wants to share.” Amanda told her. “Why don't we girls go down to my apartment while J takes the boys to school. Tracy you have time before your appointment with the accountant and I'm not going an entire day in suspense. No I won't spank you but if I asked Rohan he'd be happy to take you over his knee for me.”

“Yes, Tracy, I can survive on my own for an hour.” I assured her. “Refill your coffee mugs before you leave. I was thinking how nice it would be to offer our guests two or three different types of vodka. There's a store I'd like to take you to near the specialty meat shop. Please, let me surprise you and consider it part of your celebration.”

“You set me up didn't you?” Tracy asked me with a smile. “I may have to flog you every day for a week in thanks. Now let's get out of here, girls, before I embarrass myself by thanking Rohan properly. You'll understand in just a few minutes.”

Minutes became seconds because Tracy couldn't wait to share the good news. Judging by the squeals in the corridor she broke the news while waiting for the elevator. I wrote a list of the things we needed to take care of for Tracy. No longer playing the absentminded professor there was no need for me to make a list but this way Tracy could confirm I had everything down and keep track of things as we went along.

The two receptionists both blushed prettily when I greeted them with a kiss on the cheeks. Tracy assured them I wasn't kidding when I said I didn't know where my office was located. Can you remember the last time you saw him here she asked them? They understood then and one of them kindly had a plain clothed security guy show me the way. My accountant was waiting outside my office when we arrived. Tracy tweaked my ear to remind me not to kiss the security guy thanks.

“Tracy, what you see here is evidence of a miracle.” I told her as I looked at all the paperwork my accountant had prepared. “There's budgets and estimates down to the smallest detail. All the business paperwork is organized in such a way that if I wanted to I could read and understand it. No, I don't have any such desire. This man understands it and I have complete faith in him. Do these need to be notarized or some such tomfoolery?”

“Yes, they do but we have a notary on our staff so if you'll wait here for a minute or two I'll be right back.” Frederick told me.

“Nice office you have.” Tracy told me while we waited for Frederick to return. “I recognize the work of your friend and housekeeper. They don't use it out of respect not because they are obstinate. Your staff need to have this respect in their relationship with you. You will honor it or I will get Juliet to show me how to raise the game from thank you to punishment spankings. No, I haven't twisted your ear long enough.”

“Thank you, Tracy.” Frederick told her entering and overhearing what she had to say. “We've not had much luck getting him to realize we need a boss.”

“Pull on his ear more.” Tracy advised. “I think I'll keep a grip on it until we leave the building. Is there anything else we need to do? Would you please show us the way out? I'll carry the briefcase thank you.”

Tracy insisted on keeping a hold of my ear all the way out of the building. She also insisted we stop for me to kiss the receptionists thank you on the way out. Yes part of it was for them to see how to deal with me when I argued with them. Consider it a training exercise if it makes you feel better. The meat store can wait while I show you the other store I told her. I need a drink to recover from the training exercise. This caused Tracy's eyes to light up. They specialize in fine alcoholic beverages and foreign cigarettes.

“Two or three times a year I indulge in a cigarette.” I told Tracy. “The boys will have to wait until they are sixteen before I will allow them to try it.”

When we entered the store the man behind the counter broke into a huge smile. I've been too busy breaking in some new lovers these past couple of months I told him. No not her I'm sorry to say. She has chosen another man. I did break him in for her though. Jim this is Tracy. A full time friend and part-time housekeeper. This earned me a kiss from Tracy. Jim got kissed on both cheeks and the lips by Tracy who told him he was a vital cog in society.

Tracy hooked her arm in Jim's and went on to explain what we needed. I ambled over to the cigarette area to chat with Jim's amused wife. We've been married twenty years she told me so I don't mind him enjoying some kisses and time with a pretty young girl. These are our eastern Europe cigarettes and we have six different Polish cigarettes. They don't keep and you only smoke very rarely so you get just enough for tonight. Now go join your friend in sampling the vodka.

Tracy selected one vodka and insisted I choose the other. Jim had complimented her on the one she chose yesterday. Tracy laughed when his wife grabbed hold of my ear and told me to behave. They would get the vodka delivered to me in time for the dinner. Twelve bottles was too much for me to carry even in the backpack. You will open a bottle or two before the guests arrive and make a fool of yourself she told me. She made Tracy promise to only let me drink beer and wine in moderation while preparing the dinner. Tracy promised and agreed five o'clock would be a perfect delivery time. When you order twelve bottles of anything you get an extra packet of cigarettes. You can take one pack with you now. Tracy kissed Jim again so I leaned down and kissed his wife.

A loud laugh from behind us startled all of us. A solidly built young man around my age was trying unsuccessfully to hold in his mirth. He thanked us for making his parent's week if not their month. Go ahead and pull on my ear he said still grinning broadly as he scooped his petite mom up into his arms and off the ground. Sounds like quite a party if you purchased twelve bottles of vodka. I'll have them there close to five he promised. Tracy thanked him with a few kisses as well much to his mom's delight. Surprise me I told her when she asked what lighters I wanted. Three of them would be perfect. We'll also need some ashtrays Tracy said. That's why she's my housekeeper I told them.

The staff at the meat store insisted we sample some kielbasa. We decided to follow their advice on which ones would compliment the sausage I'd ordered. The store owner pulled a hesitant man of around forty forward to the counter. He haltingly told us it was a pleasure to be able to make some genuine Polish sausage. The sort he'd learned to make from his dad back in south east Poland. Disregarding all rules of hygiene Tracy walked around the counter to kiss him gently on each cheek. Then she hugged him and promised to raise a glass in honor of his dad. When she asked him which of the three vodkas to use for the toast he told her one of the vodkas we'd just ordered had been his dad's favorite.

“Rohan you will have to settle the bill.” Tracy told me. “I have an important call to make.”

I had just finished packing the meat into my backpack and getting it onto my back when Jim's son walked in. Following Tracy's nod he presented the startled employee with a gift wrapped bottle. Tracy left the store with a very satisfied look on her face. Her new Polish friend was left to wipe tears from his eyes. $100 000 may not be enough Tracy told me as we strolled towards the co-op. A girl could get used to making other people happy with little gifts or not-so-little gifts. Speak to my accountant tonight I told her if you need more money. Rohan you are way too easy when it comes to giving a girl money. We won't appreciate it if we don't have to earn it. Present company excluded of course. Of course.

Tracy told me we had plenty of leftover beer even if we were warming our pastrami in some of it. The extra dozen pasties hadn't survived dinner. You don't have time to bake for lunch so we'll take some of this fresh, hot bread right here for the sandwiches. Shall I make it three times you have your ear pulled on today? Good decision. Now let's keep moving I'm getting very hungry. No need to deliver Tracy told the cashier. I need to get home quickly for lunch so I've called for a cab. She'd also texted my housekeeper who was waiting in the parking area to help us with our groceries.

My housekeeper went to great lengths to thank me for sending Tracy to the coffee shop. Tracy had stopped by last night to share when she got home. That's two in the same week my housekeeper told me. First Abby and now Tracy. What a matchmaker you're becoming. Mere coincidence I told her. Tracy decided we needed to think of placing a bulk order at the specialty meat store the pastrami was so delicious. This wouldn't have anything to do with your new Polish boyfriend I asked? The one you bought an expensive bottle of vodka earlier with your own money. Yes, he deserved it and more. I am very proud of you. Thank you for being a part of my life, both of you.

None of us smoke which is why we are going onto the balcony to try these Polish cigarettes I told them. We have clean palettes. When I explained to Tracy it would become a whole different experience if she thought of the tobacco as a wine it became more enjoyable for her. We finished our cigarettes just in time to greet the boys. Lunch, homework, sex and cooking is our agenda for this afternoon Dylan told us. Rohan will have to be present for all of them. Morgan is canoodling with a sacred sort of geometry or some such stuff that is proving a little challenging so Rohan needs to help with the homework as well. Us boys will need some release before cooking because there's no polite way to tell your guests their host is being taken upstairs to bugger some boys Dylan calmly explained to Tracy. All three of us got to bugger him this morning so it's only fair he buggers one of us. A double team of the other two will speed things along. Morgan will sit on Rohan's lap while they do their sacred thing and get Rohan warmed up.

The boys all agreed the pastrami was incredible. Adam said it almost made him forget there was lettuce and tomato on his sandwich. They enjoyed hearing about Tracy's Polish boyfriend. When I told them she had bought him a bottle of vodka they gave her a kiss for being so sweet. The boys were told to get on with their homework while the dishes were cleared by my housekeepers. Morgan made certain he squirmed a little before settling down in my lap. Tracy laughed at his antics before heading off to take care of a few errands before the cooking started. My housekeeper chose to join her so we could take care of the sex undisturbed.

Few boys enjoyed geometry to the extent Morgan did. I loved explaining things to him because of his sharp mind. His cute ass pressing against my cock helped me enjoy the experience as well. Placing a hand over his cock helped me feel better about my discomfort. The boys told me they were finished with their homework forty-five minutes before the vodka was due to be delivered. Tracy had told us she planned on being here around then as well.

“Get me some lubricant.” I told Adam as I upended Morgan onto the table. “Your ass has been teasing me for the better part of an hour so it's your ass I'll fuck.”

What a hot sight he made bent over the edge of the table naked from the waist down. Dylan gave me a hand getting my pants out of the way. I finger fucked Morgan a little for the enjoyment of seeing him squirm. When the other two scurvy knaves had been helped onto the table I was ready for my feast of boy flesh, boy cum and boy ass. A little repositioning got two cocks into my mouth. I let my cries of pleasure as I slid into Morgan send some pleasant vibrations through the flesh in my mouth. Sounds of kissing from above soon added to the eroticism of the moment.

Urged on by the clock I used every trick I knew to get us off. The pace was frenzied from start to finish. Fifteen minutes later I rolled a cursing Morgan onto his back. I'd pressed down on his back so hard he that he'd been unable to cum because of the pressure from my hand and hardness of the table. One lick over his balls and up his shaft before swallowing him brought him the relief he needed within minutes.

“Thank fuck.” Morgan gasped weakly. “We'd better hurry with our shower.”

A surprised Tracy declared it was a miracle. You guys doing each other and showering within thirty minutes is nothing short of miraculous my housekeeper confirmed. Time pressure is a wonderful thing Dylan told them. Now he knew the secret to getting more haste from his pervert he intend to use it quite often. Morgan was placed in charge of the snacks and seeing that everybody had a drink or anything else they needed. Promptly at five our vodka delivery arrived.

“You three boys have a decision to make.” I told them closing the door. “I'm allowing you each two shots of vodka tonight. One will be when we toast your accountant, the judge and Trevor. The other we can do now so you know ahead of time what it feels like and how you will react or you can wait until later and take your chances with the toast.”

They wisely decided to try it out ahead of time. I asked Dylan and Adam to select the vodka for the toast. That's the same one I bought our sausage maker Tracy told them. Tracy did the honors pouring the six of us each a shot. Despite nearly choking the boys followed my advice to keep their mouths closed at all costs. Tonight let it flow from the glass in a smooth stream instead of trying to knock it all back in a rush. Savor the taste and the burn even though it appears to be a small amount. When they had gathered themselves they decided they liked the taste.

“Let's get things started people.” I said. “Guests will be arriving soon. Table linens for both tables. Why are you scurvy knaves still standing around? Thank you, for the beer Tracy. Cheers!”

Lovely people the Polish but they are way nicer than their beers I told my assistant chefs. Here's a lovely dark British brew to give our stew the right color. Regular beer is too light, golden and fruity. Adam was on the vegetable preparation. Dylan was sauteing the vegetables and braising the sausages. Lots of butter because it is a Polish dish and they aren't afraid of their dairy. Did I mention they were good people? Twice already? Well it bears repeating much like your cute butts deserve repeated squeezing.

“Are you preparing a meal or chefs in there?” Tracy asked.

“Sounds like he's making a meal of the chefs.” Morgan added.

“I'll make a meal of the two of you if you're not careful.” I threatened while squeezing Dylan's ass.

“No way you'll step away from preparing a meal not matter how tasty the bit on the side is.” Tracy said. “What do we do with these cigarettes? The balcony is the perfect place for them. Oh, good Lord these are exquisite.”

Tracy was kind enough to bring the lighters our friends had supplied for us into the kitchen. Jimmy certainly has a different definition of middle-of-the-road than me Morgan told us. The engraving on the lighters was remarkably similar to the armbands. Yes I was wearing mine and it is possible he saw it I told Tracy. We will ask him when we deliver our thank you note. I hear footsteps approaching. Better get those out on the balcony quick Morgan. There's somebody for you to greet. Practice with the regulars. Leslie is the perfect person to coach you.

“My unpaid chefs are on strike again. Got their eyes on the ladies instead of the food I see.” I mumbled.

“Couldn't we be doing both?” Dylan asked with feigned innocence.

“Why Dylan coming from you that's very sweet and flattering.” Abby said. “A pity you're busy or I'd practice a few things for Saturday.”

“I have tomorrow night open.” Dylan told her.

“You won't if you don't concentrate. I'll be stringing you up.” I warned accepting a greeting kiss from Abby.

“Will you string me up if I do concentrate, Dad?” Dylan said turning his attention back to the pot. “We need more green herbs and it still feels a little uh er light.”

“Add the green and after ten minutes start adding sour cream a tablespoon at a time.” I instructed. “Once the beer has reduced and mellowed we will add the vodka.”

“Are you feeding my son vodka?” Sophie asked kissing me.

“Yes, I am and have. The boys needed to practice before the toast.” I told her. “They're only doing two shots tonight. I won't have them raising a glass of soda or ice tea to toast people thanks. I just won't have it. Absurd, stupid, draconian illiterate lawmakers. How do you feel about them smoking? My age of consent is sixteen for good quality, clean cigarettes. They can do weed if they're sick and need it as medicine at any age is my view.”

“We still have a few years before they reach sixteen so we can chat more about it later.” Sophie said. “I'll trust you with their alcohol intake. Thank you for keeping an eye on them.”

“Yes thank you for being so good about it.” Amanda added. “I don't recall ever seeing you smoke. Well if you only do it a half dozen times or less in a year that would explain it. Like Sophie says it will be another four years before you'll let them so we don't need to worry about it yet. Looks like Dylan wants your assistance. Smells great Dylan. Thank you for cooking.”

“You're most welcome.” Dylan said. “Try this for me please before I add sour cream.”

“Good energy in it. You're right it needs some depth. Take about six tablespoons or so of sour cream and mix in paprika until you think it looks dark enough. Don't worry about it being too dark because we can always add more sour cream. Have fun! Play! Trust yourself! And hold still while I fondle you.”

“A good thing the two of you are starring in a private cooking show.” Adam said. “Well it's been all of thirty seconds since you last kissed or groped me.”

“Sounds like dinner will be served at around midnight right after the assistant chefs are served up.” Morgan proclaimed loudly. “Good evening your honor. You're just in time to save me from a spatula wielding Rohan. He gave me six delicious smacks this morning and must think I'm due for another round. The pretty young lady in the green dress is the one with her claws in Trevor.”

“Morgan, I don't have my claws in him.” Abby protested blushing.

“Well he certainly isn't wriggling out of your grasp in the next few decades. No, Trevor, it isn't polite to spank the greeter with a borrowed spatula. However, it is perfectly acceptable for Abby to spank you with any item at any time. Why is that? Because nobody here is silly enough to try and stop her from spanking you when she wants to. A few of the ladies might even give her a hand. Tracy is coming along nicely with the riding crop.”

“This ought to be a very interesting evening.” Lucy said. “I'm an old lady so I'm not going to turn down a kiss from a handsome young lad like you. Thank you, dear. A glass of red wine would be wonderful. Trevor may need a shot of vodka to calm his nerves. Now Abby why don't you tell me what you have planned for this young man? No need to censor it on my account. I'd love to hear all the gory details.”

“I don't want to scare Trevor away. Morgan please introduce him to J and Catherine's boyfriend. Ask them nicely to keep him away for a few minutes. I'll fetch him when we're done.” Abby said leading Lucille by the arm towards my housekeepers and Leslie.

“There's one too many lady in that group. Do you mind if I tag along with you guys?” Thomas asked. “Good. I'll start with a vodka. Tracy you made an excellent choice with the vodka. Now a beer please, Morgan.”

The dance in the kitchen continued with me discretely fondling the boys at regular intervals. Dylan went into paroxysm of joy when the paprika and sour cream kicked in.

“What else can I add?” Dylan asked looking towards the spice rack. “Ouch! That spatula smarts. Okay I will leave the final decision to Adam and Tracy. I can see how knowing when to stop is important. Tracy, please come here a moment. Be honest in your judgment please.”

“You are definitely Rohan's son. This is as rich and fresh as the food he usually makes.” Tracy said kissing the top of his head. “How you guys do it with a thick, rich dark stew is amazing. May I have a second spoonful, please? Oh my. Yes I can taste the vodka. Heavenly.”

“This is amazing, Dylan.” Adam said echoing Tracy. “Yes, I know we seasoned it together but even I didn't think it would taste this good. Did you? See we surprised ourselves. Everything is ready for the beet soup. I can say beet soup. I can't pronounce borscht.”

“Let me just get this stew into the slow cooker and we can get started on the soup.” Dylan told Adam. “Thank you, Rohan, for helping with the dishes. Yes, you can go greet your accountant and his wife. Frederick and Sally are their names? Thank you for telling us. Us boys will thank them when we are done preparing dinner. Please let Morgan know. Provided you don't linger for an hour we'll be fine.”

“Hello Frederick. Hello Sally.” I said after Morgan had greeted them. “So very good of you to join us. They boys will thank you when they are done preparing dinner. By all means poke your head into the kitchen and say hello. They wouldn't mind a kiss or two on the cheek if you're feeling particularly brave.”

“How can I resist such cute young men?” Sally asked and bravely kissed them on each cheek. Frederick shook hands with the boys. Morgan led them over to the drinks area and introduced them to everybody.

“He's doing a great job.” Leslie remarked leaning against me. “How are you doing? Keeping the vodka under control?”

“Those two scurvy knaves are doing such a great job there is hardly anything for me to do. Tracy, is insisting on keeping a beer in my hand most of the time with the occasional shot of vodka as a tease.”

“Good. Let me go kiss her thank you. You are needed in the kitchen.” Leslie said easing away from me.

“No, as much as I'd love to vodka cannot go into everything we cook. Let's see what magic you guys can cook up without it.” I told them. “There's your palette of spices. Have at it or I'll have at you scurvy knaves.”

“Talk about an empty threat.” Adam said.

“That threat is no more than a dried out husk on the verge of disintegrating.” Dylan agreed. “Hello, Thomas, can we at least get a hug from you? Thank you. I think Rohan will give you a little taste of the stew while we get this soup started.”

“Oh, my. I'd pay quite a bit for food this tasty.” Thomas exclaimed.

“Hush or they'll...” I tried but it was too late.

“Let's wait until after dinner when he's eaten a lot of it and indulged in some vodka before we present our bill.” Adam told Dylan.

“Good idea. Kisses are more passionate when people are a little tipsy.” Dylan said calmly giving Adam a high five.

“Kisses?” Thomas asked.

“We could hardly charge a friend dollars could we?” Adam said while he sprinkled in some more herbs. “Dylan it seems unfair to take the credit when anybody could come up with a good meal from the palette Rohan gave us. Yes, we do have to get the quantities right but his method makes it so simple.”

“J, why don't you take Thomas out onto the balcony for some fresh air or a cigarette?” I said leading Thomas out of the kitchen. “The boys just let him know they take payment from friends in kisses.”

Lucy overheard and told him it would do him the world of good. Who knows he might even forget himself and kiss her. Thomas quickened his pace when Lucy asked if any of the ladies would be kind enough to give him a refresher course. Tracy told her not to worry about leaving her camera at home because we always recorded big events. I leaned over the boys to see how the borscht was getting along. A few bowls of sour cream will be placed on the table for all the courses I told them so you can go light with it in the soup if you want. They wanted.

“I hope you won't be tormenting us for long with the smell of that bread.” Thomas told us when the boys removed the dark rye bread from the oven.

“No, we are just about done which is why we timed it to come out now.” I told him. “You could help us by asking Morgan to direct people towards the table.”

“With the greatest of pleasure.” Thomas said eying the steaming loaves.

“Quick boys the guests are getting restless and you know what that means.” I said after Thomas left.

“Tickling.” they said in unison.

“And lots of it.” Tracy warned coming to see if her and Morgan could give us a hand. “Let's get the bowls of sour cream and butter out onto the table, Morgan. When are you doing the toast? Between the main course and dessert sounds like a perfect time. You'd have had a riot on your hands if you'd done it before we ate.”

“Rohan tells us the dark raisins and brown sugar will cause the pudding to look almost black when it is done.” Dylan told her. “Tracy do you think Rohan will pass up an opportunity for custard? Now give me a kiss and scoot so we can finish up. The smell of the bread is driving me crazy.”

I quickly thanked everybody for joining us tonight. Blessed the food in a sincere but short prayer. Then told everybody to enjoy their meal. Morgan continued to take his hosting duties seriously and was dishing up bowls of soup which Tracy delivered to each guest. Abby showed her claws to Trevor early on in the meal when he looked a little down upon hearing it was rye bread.

“You were planning on having soup with it weren't you?” Abby asked him calmly. “Good. Dylan when you and Adam made the soup would I be right in saying Rohan advised you to take into account the flavor of the bread being served with the soup? I'm sure it will be delicious without the bread and even more heavenly with it. That's what you were aiming for wasn't it? Good.

Now Trevor you and me are going to take a spoonful without the bread. I'd call it delicious as well. The next spoonful will be taken with a small bite of the bread. Leslie, may I kiss him for being such a brave boy?”

“That would be very embarrassing for him.” Leslie told her. “Go ahead if you must.”

“Oh, I must.” Abby said delightedly. “Trevor, Leslie is playing chaperone and has me on a very short leash until Saturday. When she finally unleashes me there will be a lot of pent up energy exploding in your direction.”

“Leslie, it seems I owe you a very big thank you.” Lucy said. “Oops, I seem to have finished my soup pretty darn quickly. Compliments to the young chefs.”

“The tradition here is to thank them with a kiss between servings. I'm confident they cooked enough for five times our number so have seconds.” Leslie told her. “Abby is very special to me so it is a pleasure to make certain she does it right. You don't have to be around the two of them long to know the joy they find in each others company. The biggest danger is Rohan. He'll go way over the top when it comes to the wedding. I'll ask the two of you to give me as much time to work with him on these issues as possible. Lucille, I'm his therapist and student.”

When Abby pointed out Trevor had almost finished an entire loaf of bread by himself he blushed. She laughed and kissed him quickly. We all had seconds of the soup. A few brave souls had thirds as well. The timer for the pudding went off while we were finishing off our soup. This time I insisted on being the one to take them from the oven. The moms told their sons to remain seated between courses because they had cooked. They had a nice blush going from all the compliments. Thomas' comment hinting at how good the main course would be caused Adam to actually squirm in his seat.

The stew was delicious. Several of the guests wanted to know where we got the sausage. This led to a retelling of Tracy's gift to the sausage maker. I told them if they called up to place their order and mentioned Tracy's name they would know exactly which sausage to make. Tracy actually got a little teary eyed when she spoke of the Polish sausage maker. There was an aura of sadness around him she told the others. I can still feel it now. Then he told me it was his dad's favorite sausage recipe and I had to thank him properly. Tracy actually did shed some tears into the shoulder of my housekeeper.

“Did I hear you mention taking a thank you note around to the cigarette and liquor shop?” Leslie asked me. “Then I am pretty certain you will take one around to the meat shop. Abby please call the shop and find out what time he will be working. Next Tuesday or Wednesday would be good for me. Tell them we wish to say thank you. Use the communal calendar and keep us free of patients for a couple of hours. I must go see this remarkable man. He made quite an impact on my couch sister.”

“Catherine, I will have to arrange to work out with you if this magician provides more meat for Rohan to work with.” Sophie said. “The two of them together will take even Rohan's amazing food to new levels. Look what a master chef they turned my son into after just a couple of lessons. No, Lucy, it has literally just been a couple of meals and you're eating the second now. Rohan is quite incredible but only say that if you enjoy seeing him blush. We all enjoy it immensely.”

“Don't or I will spank you. You were going to apologize for crying.” Dylan got in before Tracy could say a word. “I'd rather kiss you for being so sweet. Better make the delivery of those thank you notes in the afternoon because us boys will have to be there as well. Tracy, we want to thank the guy who caused us all this embarrassment tonight.

Tracy we are more than happy to wait and join you in a round of seconds so take your time. Trevor is only halfway through the second loaf of that bread he cannot stand and it would be good to start a fresh serving with a fresh loaf. Stop eating that bread and I will spank you. Continue eating it and I will kiss you. Teasing is what we do best but we never tease about spankings. They're way too important to us. Abby will explain it to you when the time is right.”

“There's a special room where Dylan can thrash you without disturbing us downstairs.” Abby told him. “You'd better get used to accepting kisses from the boys if you're going to be around me. Leaving you in Rohan's hands for a weekend will get you used to a lot more than just accepting kisses from a guy. I'm sure he thinks you're cute enough for what he has in mind. Did you know we often refer to him as a pervert? He is the kindest, most perverted, spiritual person you will ever meet and if I were brave enough to let him make love to me I'm pretty certain it would defy description.”

“That sums our pet pervert up pretty accurately.” Dylan said leaning in to kiss my cheek. “Looks like Tracy is ready to dispense seconds.”

Nobody refused a second helping. We ate in companionable silence until we were all done. Morgan and Tracy set up the glasses of vodka for everybody.

“A week ago us boys were fortunate enough to be given the opportunity to start our own business.” Dylan began. “Rohan tells me all the paperwork and budgets are upstairs waiting for us on the desk in the spare room. On behalf of all of us including my moms and the rest of our group I want to say thank you to Frederick for being an exceptional accountant and going beyond his calling in being so good natured of our bullying. Lucy, we bullied him into a weekend away. Rohan bullied him into going home early although I believe the continued success of this quite literally lies in the hands of Sally.

Then in the same week Rohan slipped out to conspire with Thomas and Trevor in adopting two waifs. No doubt you prepare a lot of such documents in the course of your work but we wanted you to see the impact it has on the people you serve so kindly. Before you leave everybody here will express their thanks and let you see how a simple signature has helped so many in so many different ways. Any idiot can follow the laws but the two of you bring a kind, caring energy to the job and no doubt to all you meet.

The thank yous will continue throughout the night. The three of us are grateful beyond measure for all of it including your courage in eating our cooking and that dastardly dark rye bread. To Frederick, Trevor and Thomas we say thank you.”

They all followed my lead as I raised my glass to the three of them and swallowed the wonderful vodka. The boys made it through like seasoned alcoholics without a single splutter or cough. Quick learners Tracy told me from her place next to me. I'm so proud of them. Quietly gathering up Dylan and Adam after they had kissed the three men I took them into the kitchen to make some vodka flavored custard. The puddings were magnificently dark in color. I slipped them back into the oven to warm up while the boys started on the custard.

Motioning to Tracy I nodded at the table and she started urging people gently to their seats. I decided we would take the puddings out one at a time so they could be set at the main table. The candlelight would make them appear even darker. Might as well walk around and accept your kisses before sitting down my housekeeper told them. Under Abby's watchful gaze Trevor did a very good job of chastely kissing the two boy's cheeks. The we sat down and feasted some more.

“I've been forced to endure way more social functions at very expensive clubs and restaurants than I can count.” Thomas said laying down his spoon. “No doubt the chefs are well trained at the very best of schools. The food they served us was very good. What you boys served tonight went beyond anything I've ever eaten and was really simply magical. Your most sincere thank you was in the energy you put into creating this meal for us. The dishes were simple. Far too simple for those well-trained chefs. I would eat at your table before sitting down at theirs even if you told me you were serving tea and toast.”

“There is a lot of love in this room amongst you people.” Lucy added. “Thank you for sharing it with us and restoring my faith that people from broken homes can find healing, love and a sense of belonging in what might appear an unconventional setting.”

“Although he won't admit it a lot of it is due to Rohan's open heart.” Sally said. “What other CEO would allow himself to be dragged through his head office by the ear? A lot of what I know about Rohan has been from my husband. Frederick has often come home to talk about things Rohan wants to do that make no sense from the traditional business perspective. Anybody with the slightest logic can see this is true.

What I have noticed as I listen to these plans is that every one of them comes out of a sense of love and caring for everybody who is a part of his world. They may only be in his world for a moment but Rohan will not flinch from sharing all the love he can offer or assistance he can give at that time.

Your mom's have given the go ahead for you boys to join in this toast to Rohan. For obvious reasons I couldn't ask his permission.

For all the love he brings into the world in his own unconventional manner let's raise a glass to Rohan.”

“Rohan.” they all chorused and lifted a glass in my direction.

Knowing I was being closely watched by Dylan and Leslie all I did was calmly join in the toast and thank them afterward. Then we dispersed into smaller groups so others could thank Frederick, Trevor and Thomas for all they had done. Trevor joined me for a cigarette on the balcony and told me there seemed to be some unspoken concern at Belissimo. The food was still good but down from the usual level of excellence. The lingering impression that stayed with him was the heaviness of the energy amongst the staff. Sally had mentioned her excitement at going there tomorrow so Trevor had wanted to give me his impression where his report wouldn't influence Fredrick's report.

I thanked him for sharing his impressions and for being such a good sport and his kindness towards the boys. Trevor was startled when I calmly admitted if Abby asked I'd spend several hours making love to him. Yes if she offered herself to me I'd accept her into my bed for several hours as well. You never want to confuse sex with love I told him simply. You also want to make absolutely certain the love is there before you go taking off your clothes. Above all you want to be aware of who is listening in on your conversation. Would you like a cigarette, Abby?

“Sally has you pegged without even meeting you.” Abby said stepping out and accepting a cigarette. “You are the sweetest and most loving person. What would you have done if he hadn't kissed the boys?”

“Left him behind when we went to the cabin this weekend.” I told her calmly.

“You wouldn't have spanked him?” Abby asked.

“No because kisses are gestures of fondness and love. When they cannot be freely given then there are deeper issues to be healed. Now if we'd left him behind and he had come asking for this healing then I would have helped him in every way possible. When the healing was done and had a chance to settle in then I would have spanked him.”

“Glad to hear you wouldn't let him off the hook.”

“Abby, if a man cannot kiss a boy how do you expect him to accept what follows a spanking from me? I find some spankings incredibly arousing, Trevor. The punishment ones are the worst. Let's not go there if we don't have to. There's a lot for you to enjoy and discover with Abby. Now let's rejoin the others.”

By the end of the evening Frederick, Trevor and Thomas were looking very thoughtful and were much quieter than when they arrived. Lucy told me as they were leaving she thought the greatest kindness Thomas had ever experienced was the thank you we gave him tonight. I think he might finally find the energy he had that drove him to do so much to help people rather than merely prosecute them. I may even show up in his courtroom from time to time to see the changes. You boys are welcome to join me but I'm old enough to be your grandmother. That's okay because we're told grandmothers dish out lots of kisses they said offering their cheeks. Lucy laughed and kissed them.

All the guests left with bowls of food. Trevor took another of the loaves home with him. I'd included a cheese that went particularly well with rye bread in his food parcel. The regulars remained behind. Seems they all wanted to chat about the night for a short while and share a round. I found this grounded me quite nicely. Tomorrow I had a quiet day with just a workout with Lao scheduled. The boys fell asleep on the couch before the others left. J gave me a hand getting them upstairs and into bed. I continued to sit on the couch for a while after the others had left.

Sometime during the night Dylan woke and came looking for me. I'm not really thinking of much I told him. I was just enjoying this feeling of happiness. He snuggled against me for a few minutes then told me it was cold down here and I'd be more comfortable sharing the body heat of three cute fucketeers upstairs. Yes, I ought to rest before my visit with Lao I agreed and followed the cute boy back upstairs.