The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Eighteen

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“Fire pit burgers will be ready when you finish washing the bikes.” Bram said when we returned from our ride.

“Elaine, please take Dylan inside to the couch and make certain somebody keeps him there.” I told her. “This is one of those spanking you don't want, Dylan, so keep your lips sealed. Between us we will get the bikes clean. Whatever it takes, Elaine. There are restraints in the wooden chest.”

“Sanne will keep him on the couch.” Elaine told me confidently. “He's too well-mannered to kick up much of a fuss with her. Dylan you can either walk to the cabin or be carried there by Rohan.”

Elaine wrapped an arm around Dylan's shoulders and led him to the cabin. Hans and Bram gave us a hand. The burgers are just keeping warm he assured the boys and the sooner we got done washing the bikes the sooner he would eat. That comment helped us get done even quicker. All the fixings were waiting on the table when we entered carrying the burgers into the cabin. Dylan quietly approached me while the others were setting the burgers on the table.

“People are kind enough to call me clever but a few minutes ago I acted like an idiot.” Dylan told me quietly as he hugged me. “No, I need to say this in front of the others even though it would be less embarrassing for me in private. Elaine had to point it out to me. When you told me if I argued about cleaning the bikes I'd receive one of the spankings none of us boys ever want to receive I almost reacted selfishly. I nearly argued and if I had then you would have had to give me one of those spankings. This was what Elaine pointed out to me.”

“I knew keeping her around was worth every penny.” I said mouthing a silent thank you at her over Dylan's head. “You've been weak and ill for a few days. I know it hasn't been easy not joining in as much as you like. Don't be too hard on yourself. You're still a kid with a few more years to mature before you start creating a life of your own.”

“This would have caused you a lot of pain. What scares me is how close I came.” Dylan told me. “I'm so very, very sorry, Dad.”

“You didn't argue.” I said kneeling down in front of him. “Thank you, for not arguing.”

“Yes, thank you.” Adam said stepping up to hug us both. “You had me worried for a moment out there.”

“Did you know as well, Morgan?” Dylan asked. “Then why didn't I realize it.”

“The three of us haven't been sick and cooped up indoors like you have.” Morgan told him. “Consider how unlikely it is for you to miss something like this when you are usually so perceptive. Especially when it involves Rohan. None of us come anywhere close to understanding things about him like you do. Now hold still while I hug and kiss you. I'm relieved as well. Can you imagine trying to explain to the others why Rohan was in no fit state to drive us home?”

“The housekeepers would have been bad enough on their own. Add our moms to the mix and we'd be grounded for years.” Adam said. “Dylan biting your tongue and keeping your lips sealed saved us all from far more trouble than you could imagine.”

“Let's eat and if the others don't mind I'll answer your question while we are eating, Marikie.” Morgan said. “I'm really hungry.”

“Me to.” said Hans eagerly sitting down at the table.

“No, Sanne, not graphic in the sense of describing the event.” Morgan said as he assembled his burger.

“Then go ahead.” Sanne said. “I know we are a little pressed for time and it is important for Marikie to hear the other side from a fellow teen. You're close enough in years and well into your teens in maturity.”

Morgan went on to explain the shadow-side within us and how sensitive I was to it. Adam added some comments about things he'd noticed from being on the receiving end. Dylan then spoke about his experience spanking me. The recounting of this event startled all of them. Adam gave me a hard look when I said it was almost time for Adam to give me a spanking similar to the one Dylan had given me only it would be much harder for us. They kept on with their explanation and I thought that was the end of it. We ate in silence while the others gave some thought to what he'd shared.

“Why must Adam give you a spanking like that, Rohan?” Elaine asked. “Why will it be even worse than the one Dylan gave you?”

“Elaine, you know how sensitive Adam is.” I began slowly. “You also know his dad treated his mom very badly and Adam's shadow-side will tap into the anger Adam feels towards his dad. When this happens it will no longer be Rohan he is spanking but his dad. Now think about how he will feel when he sees the physical damage he has done to me. I don't want him entering his teens with this anger still inside him. The reason I hesitate to go through with it is because I don't know how to stop him from blaming his dad for the hurt he caused me and begin the cycle all over again. I'm also holding off as long as I can in the hope of finding an alternative method.”

“Rohan, if Adam is able to go through with this then he will know this is not something he wants to repeat and will not blame anybody no matter how much he wants to.” Sanne said. “Adam is strong enough to say no to this and mean it. How long until you turn thirteen, Adam?”

“About three months.” Adam said.

“Good because Rohan has too much to do this week to be able to clear his schedule.” Sanne announced. “Once Ivan and Leslie are engaged you will have a month at least before the wedding and can squeeze it in then. Adam, it is merely a suggestion but if I were you I'd speak to Lao and make certain Rohan gets you boys out for some time with the Abbot. You can ask him for advice. They may come up with another method. Or if you really want to go ahead with it you can use Rohan's way.”

“No, thank you. I'd rather save myself from whatever pain I can.” Adam told us. “Elaine, the pain and anger needs facing. I feel it within me like a lead weight. What I don't need is the pain of seeing Rohan so badly beaten he cannot walk and knowing I did that to my dad.”

“Nor do you need being brought face to face with the realization that Rohan loves you enough to go through this for you to heal and the only thing he will regret is the emotional pain the process has caused you doing that to him.” Dylan added. “Marikie, it is one thing to know he loves us this much but we are safe because we cannot imagine it. Our minds cannot conceive it so we don't have to face the reality. I like knowing he loves me this much while enjoying this little buffer between me and the reality.”

“Me as well.” Adam said.

“How about you Morgan?” Elaine asked with a small smile.

“Me? I'm not his son.” Morgan told her.

“That doesn't make you less safe.” Elaine told him firmly. “You are in effect Adam's betrothed. The two of you could get married tomorrow or five years from now and the extra time won't make any difference. Now if you think you could play such a big part in Adam's life and be a source of love and joy for him without Rohan loving you any less than his sons then you are in denial.”

“I think we will clear the table and bring out the cobbler Elaine baked while you digest that bit of information.” Sanne told him with a chuckle. “I know it's a mouthful.”

“He'll manage.” Dylan said confidently. “May I please help clear the table, Dad?”

“Go ahead. I'll give you a hand.”

“No, you won't and neither will Bram.” Sanne declared. “Stay seated, Bram, unless you are getting up to get us a round of drinks.”

“Is what Elaine said true?” Morgan asked when we all had a bowl of cobbler and ice cream in front of us.

“Only the two of you truly know if she is right about the betrothal aspect.” I told him. “I suspect she is right about it. Elaine is correct in saying you do enrich Adam's life in many ways. My life is also blessed by your wonderful presence. A lot of people would say this is reason enough for me to love you as a son. For me this is not a reason to love you like a son.

You, the boy we know as Morgan, are worthy of being loved as I love my sons because of who you are. The things you have done and said since you entered our lives are merely expressions of the wonderful soul you are. They have provided me with a window to the real you. I want you to know if you didn't do another thing for Adam or Dylan or me or if you left us today I'd still love you as much as I do in this moment.”

“Dylan you were right. I will pray that I never get to see this love expressed in a way that cannot be overlooked.” Morgan said walking around the table. “The boys will make certain our desserts don't go to waste, Rohan. I'm taking you outside. My apologies if we don't get far enough from the cabin not to disturb your dessert.”

“Quickly, Rohan.” Elaine said. “I think you'd be quicker if you carried him.”

I scooped Morgan into my arms and headed for the front door. Adam raced ahead of us to open it for me. We were halfway to the fire pit when Morgan raised his head to kiss me and then burst into tears. Tears had soaked both our shirts when I made it to the bench next to the fire pit. I held him as he cried into my shoulder. When he stopped crying I removed our shirts and led him into the garage bathroom. Then I carried him back to the cabin.

Before I could knock Adam opened the door and held out two shirts. The first thing Morgan asked was if he'd disturbed their dessert. Then he asked if they would have told him if he had. No they all told him. Sanne took two servings of cobbler from the oven and brought them over to us.

“Adam, how could I possibly be all right?” Morgan said laughing. “How could anybody get over what Roan just said in thirty minutes? I may burst into tears on you guys a few times this afternoon. I'm sorry. I'm a little overwhelmed.”

“Apologize one more time and I'll have you over my knee.” Dylan said adding a scoop of ice cream to Morgan's cobbler. “I fall apart thinking of it from time to time and I've had a couple of weeks to get over it.”

“This might be one of those things you hope you'll never get over.” Adam said.

“Lovely cobbler, Elaine.” I complimented her.

“This really is great cobbler.” Dylan told her. “We really mean it. I don't want you to think we are just saying that so we have a reason to kiss you. Although that would be a very good reason to say it.”

Bram, Hans, Elaine and me decided we'd throw the Frisbee around while the others had their business meeting. The meeting lasted for just over an hour before they boys came back downstairs with huge grins. They told us they'd just learned their estimated share of the profits for the quarter would be around $15 000 each.

“$14 995 for Dylan.” I said calmly. “You owe me $5 for a kiss.”

“The only problem we have is getting Sanne to accept a bonus.” Adam told me. “She won't do it.”

“She told you she is happy with the terms you agreed when you set up the business and she gets to spend a lot of time with her family.” I guessed. “Bram gave me the same speech. Since I said something to the effect there are moments when being with somebody is priceless and Elaine is just waiting to use it against me I will have to side with Sanne.”

“That's our cue to give up the struggle right there.” Morgan told my sons. “When Rohan isn't going to try give a bonus we need to pay attention.”

“My suggestion would be that you boys offer to cook a dinner as your thanks for the work these lovely people have done for us.” I said. “I'll let you guys pay for everything.”

“That we will accept.” Bram said. “Thank you, Rohan.”

“Will you allow us to cook for you as well, Elaine?” Morgan asked. “You will be here helping.”

“Thank you, Morgan, I will accept.” Elaine said.

“Will you explain the well-played comment from last night, please?” Adam asked. “I'd like it to stop worrying me.”

“Dylan was being facetious when he brought down the sweater. He hoped Rohan would spank him later for his rudeness.” Elaine said. “Rohan chose to see it as genuine concern for his well-being. He'd asked you boys to wear sweaters because of the chill in the air and so it could be seen as Dylan caring for his dad. There was a moment before he accepted the gift when Rohan could choose how to interpret the gesture. Rohan chose the view that would save Dylan from a spanking.”

“You're right.” Dylan said. “He won't spank me while I'm sick. I'd better get on with healing then.”

“First time I've heard of wanting a spanking as a reason to get better.” Marikie said. “Whatever works I guess.”

Knowing I wanted to get Dylan back early the others helped us get our bags to the car. I told them the extra food could be used for snacks for the construction crew. The longest part of leaving was saying our good byes. We managed to be ready within thirty minutes and were on our way.

“Hello, Lawrence.” Dylan said answering his phone about an hour after we had left. “I'll check with Rohan but I don't think he'll say I'm ready for a dinner out. Yup, he wants me to grab a quick bite when we get back to the apartment and then head to bed. I'm certain he would appreciate it if you had something waiting at the apartment for us. He's nodding yes to this suggestion. Thank you, Lawrence. You won't mind me being rude and going to bed soon after I've eaten will you? Thank you. I'd never tell Rohan but going to sleep early tonight is appealing.”

“No, I never heard a word about you agreeing with me on an early night.” I said. “Even if I had I wouldn't have believed my ears.”

“I think you're getting the hang of this dad thing pretty quickly.” Adam remarked from his place next to Dylan on the back seat. “We're very proud of you.”

Morgan texted his mom to let her know he'd be stopping for a bite to eat on the way home. When we were an hour away from the apartment he texted Lawrence to let him know our ETA. Whatever he chooses will be fine with us as long as it's not too rich or else it will put more strain on Dylan I told Morgan. We arrived home to a meal of steak and potatoes with greens and a salad.

“Lawrence, too much of Rohan's influence is starting to rub off on you.” Adam said mournfully. “He served us vegetables with every meal on Saturday. Mom, that's no reason to kiss him. I'm doomed again. Patricia it's good to know they care but what self-respecting teen will admit that where they can hear?”

“Good to see you, Patricia. Did you have fun this weekend?” Dylan asked her.

“Every girl likes to spend money and I got to spend a lot this weekend.” Patricia told us. “I'm still not comfortable with how much Lawrence is spending but he won't budge. I was hoping Rohan could talk sense into him. Why are you all laughing?”

“Rohan's influence has obviously extended to more than just ensuring we have greens with our meals.” Dylan told her. “Rohan will remind you it is Lawrence's money and he didn't make that much by being silly. This is a win-win situation for everybody involved and the kids you have yet to meet.”

“He's even paying for my college tuition so I can get the degrees I need before I can run the orphanage.” Patricia told us. “While I'm learning he's going to use somebody who's qualified so we can get the orphanage going sooner and I have somebody to learn from. Technically I'll be a volunteer but my student loan from Lawrence includes an allowance more than triple what I make at the diner.”

“She'll also get to keep it all for herself.” Lawrence told us. “I'll make certain the manager knows all about her habit to try pay for some of the costs.”

“Sanne will be helping us with the flowers I'm buying for the orphanage and any other landscaping.” I announced calmly. “I'll kiss the two of you lovebirds into submission if I have to but in the end you'll agree or it'll go beyond kissing.”

“We'll get back to you on that.” Richard said causing Lawrence to blush. “I've heard so much about the last kiss you gave Lawrence.”

“I'm sure we would have heard about yours if it weren't for the fact it didn't stop at kissing.” Tracy told him. “Rohan we're having your world-famous shakes for dessert. Yes, I got your text and the items. I have my doubts but I'll go along with it if it will help Dylan.”

“Oh, no here we go again.” Dylan groaned. “Mom, please tell him to stop being so gentle and overly considerate. You're right I do need to be at school tomorrow. Especially with us taking Friday off. Mom, if I'm not well it isn't because of what we did this weekend at the cabin. You heard what Elaine said. Mollycoddled is a great word to describe it, Patricia.”

“Tracy is the only one allowed to help.” I told them collecting plates. “The boys don't need the opportunity to peek into the fridge. I want your honest opinion which is why Tracy bought these ingredients by herself. I've never had reason to make this sort of shake before now.”

Only when I'd helped Tracy rinse the plates and stack them in the dishwasher did I start on the shakes. Almond milk and almond ice cream were the dairy substitutes. There was more than enough for everybody to have a second shake or we'd switch back to regular dairy if they wanted. I allowed a little whipped cream with chocolate sprinkles as a topping. We carried the drinks out on trays and let each guest take one from the tray.

“I hope you enjoy your shakes.” I said. “Tracy will add more brandy until it tastes good if needed.”

Nobody needed any more brandy. They all expressed being pleasantly surprised. Lawrence decided to add it to the restaurant menu for people who didn't do dairy for one reason or another. Everybody agreed to another round and nobody chose dairy. I made a point to make the offer out loud so Dylan could hear and see the support he had. Dylan choked back some tears as he thanked them for their support. Patricia would stop by sometime during the week to show us pictures of the warehouse they'd chosen. The deal hadn't been finalized and it would take at least a month before the plans were complete.

“I don't think you will have any trouble from the city about you being a gay couple.” Morgan said. “My dad is in charge of that department. I won't say a word because I don't believe it will be necessary, Lawrence. Speak to me if you have any trouble at all.”

“You sound very certain.” Patricia remarked.

“I'll gladly help my dad become more open-minded by feeding him to Rohan.” Morgan told her. “Then while they're still in bed together I'll tell him how important 1201 is to me. There's one more thing I need to say before I leave. Tracy, you will need to measure me for helmet and go see that dealership again.”

“What?” a startled Adam blurted. “We were going to share.”

“Your offer to share didn't surprise me but I know you'd like to get the most time you can on the bike while we're at the cabin.” Morgan told him. “Tracy, we don't have time to go into the details tonight because Dylan has to get an early night. Rohan told me he loved me as much as he loves his sons. Because he never took advantage of me being overwhelmed and in a position to give him anything he asked I have decided that if he wants to buy me a four-wheeler he can.”

“Tracy, why don't you have a tape measure in hand yet?” I asked with a huge grin. “We'll need another garage as well Tracy. Than you for taking care of it.”

“What do I know about garages?” Tracy said as she got up from the table. “Thanks, Dylan, that's a great idea. I'll call Bram on the way home.”

“What about your parents agreeing to this?” Adam asked Morgan while Tracy measured him.

“We're going home early so you can help me convince them if your mom doesn't mind you being away for another night.” Morgan answered.

“Go ahead but I'll want to spend some quality time with him tomorrow night.” Amanda said.

Sophie asked me if I knew why Dylan was still feeling weak. He never needed this long before to get over it she told me in a concerned voice. I told her I had an idea but would check in with Lao before I said anything in case I was wrong. Lucky for us Dylan didn't have gym class until Wednesday. Dylan knew better than to argue when we said goodnight to everybody in the apartment. A gentle sixty-nine was all the sex I'd allow tonight. We blew each other on the couch. A quick shower and we were in bed in well under an hour.

The next morning it was more of the same. Oral sex all round for the boys but Adam was kind enough to bend over and hold his ankles while I fucked him in the shower. J gave the boys a lift to school and I promised to fetch them afterward. I'd seen no point in returning the rented car Monday when I'd need one again on Thursday. Sophie told me the boys had Friday free. I thanked her and told her she was a miracle worker. No problem she told me. All it took was letting the principal now how much I'd love to give to school fund for providing healthy meals to disadvantaged kids.

“Sophie, I have some very strong feelings on this matter and I'm sure I won't need to spank the principal more than a little to help her see things my way but I will need to chat with her.” I told her. “Please give her a call and see when we can chat. I'm fetching the boys today so just before they get out would be ideal.”

“Your generosity opened up the perfect time slot today.” Sophie told me moments later. “No, I'm not upset by your response. I anticipated it and believe your approach will lead to healthier meals. Why do you think I suggested donating to this fund and not sports?”

“Well played, Mom. To quote Elaine.” Dylan said. “I'll get the door. Hello Frederick. Us kids are just leaving but I'm sure Rohan will join you for breakfast. There's plenty of green smoothies and whatever else you fancy.”

“The first breakfast was just a warm up. How do you feel about sausage and omelets with your smoothie?” I asked handing him a smoothie.

“I think this is part of the surprise we are not meant to know about so why don't us ladies retire to my place for some coffee?” Amanda asked Sophie and my housekeepers.

“Thank you, Amanda. I'll unveil it on Saturday.” I promised. “Tracy if you feel the need to do something then why not go get us something to prepare for lunch and dinner from the co-op? Whatever you want will be fine with me as long as...”

“There's plenty of vegetables for the boys.” Tracy said. “Speaking of boys I didn't ask if they got approval from Morgan's parents.”

“Best to call his folks and ask even though Morgan wouldn't lie to us. Consulting them seems proper.” Sophie suggested. “Be sure to let them know you trust Morgan but in the rush to get them to school you didn't have time to ask.”

“Another rush order.” Tracy said. “Rohan you ought to have shares in that motorcycle dealership.”

“He does.” Frederick said. “Fifty one percent. The staff own the other shares.”

“Why not fifty-fifty?” Tracy asked.

“That would lead to a deadlock and the staff wanted somebody independent to have the tie break on any issues.” he told her.

“Makes sense I suppose.” Tracy said. “I'll let you know in a couple of hours where we're at on this matter, Rohan. Stay out of trouble until then.”

“Good they're gone. Done with your smoothie?” I asked Frederick. “Since it's just us let's whip up some cream and switch to Irish coffees. The worst that happens is you get a spanking from your wife when you get home at three. How did you get the paperwork so soon?”

“Beatka's uncle sent it to her in the diplomatic pouch on Saturday because it involves a foreign investor. They had somebody at the consulate overnight it when it arrived Sunday morning.” Frederick explained. “The security guard who signed for it early this morning called me and I brought it over here to save you a trip.”

“Why don't you settle at the table and fill in the forms while I finish cooking breakfast for us? Do you have any meetings scheduled at the office today? Good. Let's do a snap inspection on the motorcycle dealership with Tracy. I'll give her a call to see if Morgan's folks were open to the idea of him getting a four-wheeler.”

Tracy agreed to go grocery shopping before placing the order for the four-wheeler when I told her we'd be joining her. Then I sent her a text to arrange a surprise for Frederick. There was nothing for me to do but sign a couple of pages. Using my computer in the spare room Frederick scanned and emailed them to Poland with the promise to send them a copy of the digital receipt from the carrier in a few minutes. The bank would have both of the emails when they opened Tuesday.

“Yes, Tracy, it's safe to come in. All the paperwork is safely out of sight.” I called to her. “Thank you for asking. Let's get going because I still have to chat with Lao about Dylan between placing the bike order and meeting the principal.”

Tracy complained that we were running out of colors. I told her we could always get a customized paint job. Nothing fancier than the others but merely a different color. Tracy closed her eyes and held the image of Morgan in her mind for several minutes before deciding on a blue. Frederick helped her get the exact blue on his laptop and we emailed the sample to the paint shop. They promised to do the helmet as well. I sent them some pictures of the other bikes and helmets from my phone. Minutes later I got a call from the owner of the paint shop who told me he would pick up the parts for painting this morning but apologized because the earliest it could be with my contractor would be first thing Saturday morning. I told him that would be fine and thanked him for working with us.

“Their accountant has all the information needed to send us the bill?” I asked Frederick when he handed the phone to me. “Good. I've arranged for somebody to give you a hand getting the secret paperwork to the carrier. This is too important for you not to have an escort.”

“Your boss just gave you the day off.” Sally said stepping out from the office where she had hidden. “We're having a family day. The car will be fine at work. There are plenty of cabs if we need one. Rohan only agreed to you having the rest of the day off if I made certain these papers were at the carrier by lunchtime so you don't have time to argue.”

“How did you get here?” Frederick asked her.

“I brought Sally here before bringing the groceries to the apartment.” Tracy said. “This morning is about setting things up for the weekend it seems. Now that we've done what we can it's time for you to play a little. Lao recommends play.”

“Thanks for lifting Tracy's spirits, Rohan.” my housekeeper said as we watched them leave the shop.

“Mine needed lifting as well.” I said with a sigh. “Yes, it's Dylan. No I wouldn't be able to concentrate on what Lao was saying in the car. Let's get home and I'll call him.”

Lao confirmed what I had suspected. Over the years Dylan's reserves had not been replenished. The previous treatments had sustained him but every time he had a collapse his body tapped into his reserves. After several years of doing this it came as no surprise it was taking him longer to heal. I agreed to take him to Lao's studio straight from school. Tracy had decided on some more pastrami sandwiches which I could prepare now and toast when we got back. Amanda had joined us and told me she didn't have anything scheduled for this afternoon. She told me to text her when we left Lao's studio and she'd put them in the oven with the fries when we left Lao. She promised to have a salad ready. I whipped up some dressing and showed her where everything was.

“Rohan, I know you're concerned but I can mange. You don't need to tell me what temperature to set the oven or show me three times where everything is in the fridge.” Amanda told me as she led me from the kitchen. “You and Lao will give Dylan with whatever healing he needs. Now go chat with the principal and play nicely.”

“I take it you didn't have to spank her.” Tracy said when I stepped out of the principal's office. “You weren't in there long enough to spank her.”

“The principal is a lovely, educated lady who saw reason right away.” I told her. “You'll hear the details when we can get input from Leslie. This involves the boys and their schedules. Let's go wait in the car for those scurvy knaves.”

“Don't you want to embarrass them in front of their friends?” Tracy asked. “This lovely lady here will direct us to where they will be at the end of the day.”

“I think that's a splendid idea, Tracy.” I told her. “Let's go hunt them down.”

The kind lady showed us a lovely corner where we could lie in wait for all three of them since they were in two different classrooms.

“Hello boys.” Tracy said stepping out in front of them when we heard their voices in the corridor. “Any chance of a kiss?”

While they were greeting Tracy I managed to slip behind them and scoop all three of them into my arms. Lifting their feet off the ground I held them securely but gently mindful of Dylan.

“The car key is in my left pants pocket, Tracy. I seem to have my hands full.” I told her.

“Is that all that's in your pocket?” Tracy asked causing the other kids to laugh. “I really don't think a good girl like me ought to put her hand down there.”

“Don't let her fool you kids. This is the lady who insists on washing me after my gym workout.”

“I use a sponge on a long pole.” Tracy told them with a wink as she reached into my pocket for the key. “Dylan, being the only one carried would be way more embarrassing than having him carry all three of you to the car. You can thank the other two later for kindly going along with it.”

I had my two sons in my right arm and Morgan in my left. Dipping my head between them I whispered some quick instructions to Morgan. The moment Tracy turned to lead the way I set Morgan down next to her and then scooped both of them back up.

“Rohan, put me down.” Tracy squawked. “This is way too embarrassing.”

“Kisses are good for making you feel less embarrassed.” Dylan suggested. “Morgan would be happy to give you one or two dozen before we get to the car.”

“Morgan, don't you dare!” Tracy said blushing even more.

Tracy unlocked the car with the remote and then I set them down on the ground. Tracy told me that wasn't fun but the boys were firmly in my corner. We are going to Lao's I told the boys when Adam commented this was not the usual route home. There was a very pretty lady wearing a white lab coat waiting to greet us with Lao. Dr. Phyllis was there to take some blood from Dylan and run some tests. Lao had some very specific tests he wanted her to do and since it just required taking some blood she was happy to do it at Lao's.

Lao asked Tracy, Morgan and Adam to have a seat while we disappeared into his treatment room. Along with blood the pretty doctor also recorded Dylan's blood pressure and temperature. Then Lao showed her the different pulses he took and explained what the different shades on Dylan's tongue meant. Then he surprised me by saying she could see some chi healing if she wanted. Lao then went on to apologize because I was a complete beginner and he wanted her there if he passed out from embarrassment.

“Thanks, Lao.” I said mildly.

“You're welcome.” Lao said with a smile. “Like dewdrops. Much less is a very good way to go. Pretend you are making love to him with the chi.”

“Lao, we'll be here for hours at that rate.” Dylan told him.

“Trust me.” Lao said. “Rohan's slow and gentle with chi is like sex in an alleyway.”

“Oh, that will be just fine then.” Dylan decided. “Shall I undress? No need? What a shame.”

Lao instructed me to do the usual grounding and then extend more strands of chi down into the planet. Like roots extending out from the soles of my feet Lao told me in his gentle teaching voice. Following his suggestion I let these roots extend out as far as I could in a very large web. Then I moved to stand at Dylan's head as he lay on the massage table. Placing a fingertip in the hollow on either side of his neck. I slowly let chi flow into Dylan.

The memory of the time I had held Dylan's cock in my mouth without making contact helped me go slow. I imagined what it would be like to make love to Dylan slowly and gently if I could go even slower and gentler than usual. Five minutes into the healing I realized my breathing had slowed down to two or three breaths a minute. I let the rate of my breathing be my guide to the flow of chi. There was barely a trickle flowing from my fingers.

“Maybe I won't die from embarrassment today.” Lao told us. “Sorry, Dylan it seems you were right. The good news is you will be fit enough for sex in the alleyway out back afterward if you want.”

“Thank you, Lao. Let's see how I feel before I decide.” Dylan told him. “No, I can barely feel anything. This is so much different from when he usually opens up to chi. Usually during sex or spankings, Dr. Phyllis.”

“Aroused man. Aroused chi.” Lao said. “Rohan, I want you to picture Dylan as an energy matrix in a human shape. Allow it to have weak or dark or missing patches where the chi is lacking. Let this take shape spontaneously. Go it? Good. Now without trying to do anything just think of chi flowing to these areas. A thought. Nothing more. Then wait.”

Twenty more minutes passed before Lao taught me how to slowly seal the area energetically where my finger touched Dylan. Then he had me draw chi up as gently as I did with Dylan to flow into any areas within me that might have been drained or impacted by my work with Dylan. Lao then went out to have a few words with Tracy. He picked up a brown paper bag off the counter before leaving.

“You were quite frank, Dylan.” Dr. Phyllis said when Lao had left. “No concerns?”

“Lao trusts you which means I can trust you.” Dylan said calmly. “Rohan has helped me become very accepting of myself and expressing who I know myself to be. That's one of the reasons why the two of us boys allowed him to adopt us. Adam is now my brother.”

“The other reason?” Dr. Phyllis asked. “You said that was one of the reasons.”

“The other is how great his love for us is.” Dylan told her. “Very little energy work experience needed to feel that energy.”

“You are right.” Dr. Phyllis said. “Hiding that would be much more work and also quite a shame. The world needs to see that such love exists.”

“I'm strong enough to walk, scoundrel.” Dylan said when I lifted him off the massage table.

“What's that got to do with anything?” I asked. “Thank you, Dr. Phyllis for coming here. I'll leave it up to you and Lao to decide where we will meet to discuss the results of the test or he can pass them on to us. Thank you, Lao. Be sure to send the bill to Frederick.”

“No questions?” Lao asked surprised.

“You've explained it all to Tracy and I bet she wrote lots of notes so we'll be fine.” I told him. “You've given us enough of your time. Glad you survived and will be here for me to embarrass on Wednesday morning.”

Adam texted his mom to let her know we were on the way back to the apartment. A grinning Tray met us at the car but wouldn't show her surprise.

“There's something I don't understand.” Tracy said on the way back to the apartment. “Lao tells me you did twenty minutes of energy work on Dylan yet I barely felt a thing. Actually I didn't feel much except happier and lighter after about fifteen minutes from when you left us.”

“Yes, that's what I've tried to figure out.” Morgan added. “Usually Rohan will take out a city block with his energy work.”

“Lao had him go at the same pace he uses when he torments us with gentle lovemaking.” Dylan told them. “This time my pet pervert went even slower. Hopefully he doesn't have any intention of putting this pace into practice.”

“How are you feeling?” Adam asked him.

“Pretty good. The chi seemed to know exactly where to flow. Quite stimulating.” Dylan told them. “You'll have to excuse the two of us for a few minutes when we get home. I really need Rohan to release the pressure.”

“Yes, Tracy, it seems being a dad is a full-time job as long as your sons are full all the time.” I told her.

When we got back to the apartment I headed straight upstairs with Dylan in my arms. I laid him on the bed, opened the front of his jeans and starting sucking. No fingers up the ass needed. The chi had him primed and ready to blow. Three minutes later I was putting his clothes together.

Sophie called as we were clearing the table to see how he was doing. I gestured him towards the couch and took the plate from his hand. Dylan started to protest but I nodded at Tracy and she led him away. When Dylan had finished telling his mom what he knew and assuring her Tracy would have more to add at dinner the boys settled down to do their homework. A grinning Tracy placed a plate of our favorite almond treats from Lao's restaurant on the table for the boys. Then she brought a smaller plate for me to enjoy on the couch. Tracy even sat down next to me to enjoy her treats.

“Rohan, could you give me a quick taste of what you did earlier?” Tracy asked. “I'd like to learn more and this is really something learned through experience. A minute or two at the most.”

“Of course.” I said reaching up to place my finger at the base of her neck.

“That's amazing.” Tracy said when I finished. She leaned in to kiss me gently. “Thank you, Rohan. Have you peeked at the ingredients for dinner? I'll give you a clue. Monday night is becoming British night.”

“Good. I like British food.” Adam said from the table. “They're not very big on their salads.”

“How did you convince your folks into getting the bike, Morgan?” I asked.

“They agreed because it had four wheels and wasn't a regular motorcycle.” Morgan said. “The fact that Amanda and Sophie had allowed their sons to have one helped. Let me get this call it is from Lawrence.

Problems already Lawrence? I suppose it is better they crop up right away so we can get them dealt with sooner. Do you mind if I give your contact information to my dad? Is now a good time for him to call you? Give me five minutes.

Hello, Cindy, this is Morgan. I need to speak with my dad right away please. Sorry to disturb your meeting Dad but this is really very important and urgent. Do you have a Frank Roberts in the meeting with you now? Good. I'll let Lawrence explain. Lawrence is a dear friend of mine who wants to start an orphanage. He's run into a little problem that I assured him is not something you will condone. I'm sure you will help Frank see the light once Lawrence has explained. You have a text with Lawrence's contact information and he told me now is a good time to call. Thanks Dad.”

“You were very calm about it.” Dylan said. “The gay issue raising its ugly head?”

“Dad, will take care of it so there's no need to get upset.” Morgan said. “There's always a few small-minded people in any organization as big as city government. Rohan, was it the 3-4-5 proportion the Greeks loved so much in their architecture? Thought so. Second guessing myself I guess.”

An hour passed before Morgan's dad called him back. Tracy assured Morgan she'd bought enough for his dad to join us for dinner if he'd rather chat in person. There was enough food for his mom and his sister to join us as well she told him. Morgan passed on the information to his dad and suggested he come over straight from work. I took this as my cue to get up and start preparing dinner.

“Fish and chips is a quintessential British meal. Do we have some beer for the batter?” I asked Tracy. “Yes, we should test the freshness of the beer before adding it to the batter. I'll set aside some fish pieces if Morgan's mom and sister join us. Adam will be happy to hear there is no salad.”

“He might not be as happy when he sees the extra vegetables you're serving with the fish and chips.” Tracy told me as I took cauliflower, peas and carrots out of the fridge. “May I give you a hand?”

“Thank you, Tracy. I think it best if I am be available to join Henry for the chat.” I said. “Leslie really ought to bill us for her help when she is here. I think Henry will appreciate her presence when they have the chat.”

“Are you lining up work for my boss after hours?” Abby asked hanging up her cloak. “No, I don't mind but good luck getting her to bill you for it.”

“Happy to help.” Leslie said. “Who am I helping?”

“Morgan and his dad primarily but also Lawrence, Patricia and the orphanage.” I told them both. “Morgan will explain if you promise him a kiss or two.”

“Huh, more like five or six with that rascal.” Abby said. “Don't worry boss I'll take care of it. That way I can claim triple time for danger pay.”

“Best get it done before Trevor arrives.” Leslie suggested.

“Tracy has declared Monday dinner all about British food.” I told Leslie when she stepped into the kitchen to greet us. “Mushy peas, cauliflower in cheese sauce and carrots with butter and herbs to go with a little fish and chips. Baked chocolate pudding with ice-cream for dessert.”

Leslie took Morgan and his folks up to the spare room for their chat. Dylan and Adam said they would be happy to play a computer game or two with his sister, Samantha. Twenty minutes later Leslie came down to ask Adam to join them. The boys came down with big smiles on their faces and asked me if I'd go upstairs for a few minutes. Tracy gave her controller back to Adam so she could keep an eye on the food.

“Rohan, I wanted you to know a few things that Morgan has shared with us and allowed us to share with you.” Henry began. “Before we do I want to clear up things with regards to Lawrence's proposed orphanage. There will be no more obstacles placed in his way. I will personally check every one of his submissions for licenses and building permits with the relevant department. They will explain any problem to me and if I decide it is a valid point I will work as a liaison with Lawrence to get it resolved. There will be no more issues based on his chosen lifestyle or spiritual beliefs or anything arbitrary like that again.

We may need to revise the building codes a little because it seems Lawrence has become enamored with straw bale construction and wants to use them within the warehouse. Looks like he is planning his own little straw bale subdivision within the warehouse. His architect tells me Lawrence has him pulling his hair out at times. Richard is providing the voice of reason. I think it is great we get to look at new stuff. Any idea where this love of straw bale sprung from?”

“He is splitting the cost of a straw bale cottage for a friend of ours at my cabin.” I explained. “There will be a blog with all the details on it up soon. We expect it will be finished Thursday and we will be furnishing it on Friday. Why don't you take a drive up on the weekend to see it? Lawrence's hotel is just an hour away. Morgan's four-wheeler will be arriving Saturday. Leslie will be making a special announcement on Saturday and I will be revealing a secret project along with her. We'd love to have you join us.”

“That would be wonderful.” Lucille said. “I'd feel better if I saw how the boys handled the bikes. No offense but I will worry no matter what you or Leslie say. Henry, please call Lawrence and book a room for Friday and Saturday nights.”

“Rohan, we wanted to thank you for all you have done with Morgan.” Henry continued. “The issue of his sexuality was something we'd been wanting to discuss but could never figure out how to go about it. A few years ago we realized Morgan might choose a gay lifestyle but didn't want to pressure him into this by discussing it directly with him. Instead we always tried to show an open-minded attitude when issues like gay marriage were in the news. I also made it a point to mention my support for gay couples in their application for business licenses or permits when I could.

Yes, Adam has done a lot to help Morgan with this as well. Adam is remarkably comfortable and frank about being gay. He attributes this to knowing he has your support and love no matter how others react. The other amazing thing is his lack of jealousy or anger when Morgan talks about being bisexual and marrying a lady. Leslie tells me this is down to your influence as well.

We told Morgan he is free to choose any lifestyle he wishes. This evening he learned who he chose for his lover was entirely up to him. Morgan is clever enough and mature enough to choose wisely so we have no problem giving our blessing to any relationship of any nature that he chooses to enter. Tonight we will mingle and make this known with the people joining us for dinner. Adam tells us all the regulars will be here so this is a great opportunity.

I have signed the necessary paperwork for Leslie to act on Morgan's behalf with the school and in setting up a balanced healthy schedule just as she is working with you to create a schedule for your sons. We have already chosen members of the family as guardians for our children if anything were to happen to us but would appreciate it if you agreed to keep an eye on Morgan and Samantha. Obviously we cannot change guardians without causing hurt to some very dear people. This would be a personal favor from you to us.”

“I'd be delighted. Tracy has already taken a firm liking to Samantha so she will always have a home here. Morgan is already at home here.” I told them. “Thank you for the faith and trust you have in us. We're an unusual crowd and if you want to reconsider at any time I won't take offense. I'm glad you will be joining us on Saturday. Letting Morgan have Friday off was very good of you as well.”

“When Morgan asked about the gift of a four-wheeler he said you wouldn't allow him to take Friday off if he didn't have the full week of schoolwork finished on Thursday.” Lucille said. “When I called the principal she told me she'd been expecting the call because Morgan's teachers had mentioned how he had asked about what they were covering on Friday. She already knew about Dylan and Adam. What is this about you making a generous donation to the school meals program?”

“That got finalized today at around lunchtime. Let's go downstairs and get a drink so I can share it with everybody.” I suggested. “No, Leslie, I am not concerned about leaving the food in Tracy's hands. Abby is also coming along quite nicely. Yes, I remember you want to do a meal here and at the cabin. I'm heading up to the cabin on Thursday so you have the next two nights to do it or next week. I know there will never be a better meal to help me with at the cabin than the feast we are preparing this Saturday.”

“We will need to get together and discuss the menu.” Leslie said as we got up to leave the room. “I will let you decide the menu. Email it to me and I'll look it over and order the food. That way you avoid being tempted to spend an extravagant amount. Lucille, this occasion would require an investment of several thousands in Rohan's opinion. Yes several thousands of dollars for a single meal.”

“What about his generous donation at the school?” Lucille asked. “Aren't you concerned about how much he promised?”

“That will be for the children and we trust the principal to keep a rein on Rohan.” Leslie told her. “Sophie would have warned the principal beforehand.”

“Yes, I did.” Sophie said overhearing the last comment. “Rohan, I wouldn't let you go in with carte blanche to a situation involving hungry kids. I got a call this afternoon from the principal who told me she needed a midday brandy to get over her meeting with you. The figure you started with would have tripled their annual budget and you wanted this for each semester.

Dylan, we know Rohan so there is no need to spank him for this. That's why I settled the matter before sending Rohan in to see her. I'll let Rohan tell all of you what he agreed to.”

“My donation will cover the additional cost that the existing budget doesn't cover.” I told everybody. “When the current contracts end the school will be switching to organic vegetables and grains. Free range, organic, humanely treated animals for the meat. I think we might be able to get a discount from Ivan. Any nutritional supplements needed to help vegetarian kids will either be subsidized or provided free of charge to the children. J knows a few good nutritionists and naturopaths to aid us in providing a balanced diet to the kids while they are at school and at home. The children will be given information to share with their parents and these healers will be available to answer questions from parents and doctors. My donation will pay them for their time.

What we are doing is simply switching to healthier, local, seasonal foods. Kids wanting the regular food will have access to such a meal but there will be only one option. I hope the kids will all switch to healthier choices but some may need more time to adjust. Stopping the other kids from teasing them will be challenging.”

“Henry, please invite Joe around to dinner tomorrow or Wednesday. He's a cousin and just happens to be the guy in charge of determining the menu for schools in the entire state.” Lucille said. “We ought to warn him about your plan and the backlash. Joe has been working slowly to implement change. Perhaps if you labeled your plans as a pilot project for a year it would help ease the pain.”

“I'll take all the help I can get but I intend to be very brutal in waking any misguided parents to the stark reality of how their choices are impacting the lives of their children.” I said. “Leslie, this will be another glimpse into the world of Dylan's pet pervert. Leslie all you have to do is simplify it to yes or no answers. People are inherently good and will see the light. The healers that get on board will see the potential to help lots of people and it will be good for them to be able to say they helped with this project. There are lots of states they can move to that will soon be wanting to make a similar change.”

“Well, I did say I was your student. So it's good for you to give another lesson or two.” Leslie said. “Speaking of lessons do I have Wednesday afternoon free, Abby? Good I will need to finish work at three. Rohan is taking me shopping and teaching me to cook. I want to learn how to choose food as well as cook it. Hard to cook a meal without the right ingredients.”

“I think I will need to visit that special liquor and smoke shop.” Dylan said catching everybody by surprise. “Tracy, my principal has no idea what she's in for letting Rohan into the kitchens of our school and helping kids enjoy a healthy diet. She needed a brandy after only talking to Rohan. Parents will be shouting at her soon. Will you help me give her some medicine? Thank you. I'd like to meet Jim and his wife.

Leslie, I think you might need to help the staff at the school. They will need to learn to be firm in dealing with irate parents and students. We've been force fed delicious vegetables so we are used to it but kids raised on bland soggy greens won't be thrilled at the prospect of more lousy food. I personally don't wanted the teachers drinking to cope with this stress. Maybe the school budget can afford you as a consultant. Dad will work with you for free so the school will get a lot of value for what they pay you.”

“Huh, just tell the staff to let parents know they need to show up at the meetings we have scheduled.” I said. “The school is preparing a newsletter outlining the changes and benefits. Especially emphasizing it will not lead to an increase in meal costs to the parents and may reduce the cost because I'm not into making a profit off this project. The meetings will take place in the morning, afternoon and evening to accommodate all possible work schedules for the parents.

Leslie, if you do want to help I have asked the school counselor to ask children with obesity and other health issues if they would be willing to share how these health issues have affected their lives. Tomorrow I will ask Lao and Dr. Phyllis if they would be willing to help these kids so parents can see the benefits these changes will have on children they know. You are a trained, certified medical professional which lends greater credence to a report than one from a school counselor.

Now I think we can leave it there for now because I have dinner to prepare here and now. Henry and Lucille also want to mingle and share some stuff with you. Please be gentle with them guys it's their first time having a meal with us so let's be on our best behavior. They are joining us Saturday at the cabin as well. Twice in one week is a bit foolhardy but the surprises we have in store ought to ease the pain.”

Tracy joined me to help finish the meal. She told me she'd chat with Henry and Lucille after dinner. They wouldn't have enough time to share with everybody before dinner anyway. Tracy was speechless when I told her I didn't need to check the cauliflower and cheese sauce she'd made. The carrots will be great as well I added. I'll take care of the fish, mushy peas and fries I told her if she found me a beer.

Sophie started herding people to their seats at the table thirty minutes later. The boys tried getting away with a lighter serving of vegetables. I kept my gaze in their direction as they took turns dishing up a vegetable and looking my way to see my reaction. Lucille and Henry were very impressed by the amount of vegetables on the boys plates when I finally offered them the platter of fish.

“When somebody asks me how I found the fish I'll tell them I excavated enough vegetables to cover a continent and it was lying there. I'm sure it's just an accident that there is anything but vegetables on my plate.” Adam said mournfully as he dished up some fries.

“There will be nothing accidental about your after dinner spanking.” I told him.

“Just kidding, Dad. You know how much I love these critters.” Adam said quickly. “However, a light dusting of my butt as a reward for eating them is always welcome. Leslie will tell you it is very beneficial for us youngsters to have good behavior rewarded.”

“I think the boys have more vegetables on their plate than me.” Henry said. “I'd better add another spoonful of carrots. Dylan I can see what you mean about the principal needing more brandy. Buy her a bottle from us and I'll settle up with you on Saturday.”

The boys wisely said nothing about Samantha's lighter portion. She was still eating when the boys were reaching for seconds. The first thing they reached for were the vegetables. Dylan told Lucille they knew they wouldn't get a second helping of fish and fries without a decent helping of vegetables to go with it. Lucille said she might have to consider joining us every night for dinner if it got everybody eating more vegetables. Morgan and Adam looked so aghast at the thought the rest of us all laughed. They heaved a sigh of relief when she told them she was just kidding.

“How do you boys stay so thin?” Lucille asked when she saw them dishing up a second helping of dessert.

“Lots of sex.” Morgan said calmly without missing a beat and causing Samantha to blush deeply.

“And the occasional bike ride.” Adam added.

“From one bedroom to another.” Amanda said ruffling his hair.

“Walking would mean a longer delay between bouts.” Adam said unperturbed.

“We might want to buy Tracy a bicycle soon so she can get to her coffee shop quicker.” Dylan said. “Or is the walk foreplay?”

“Dylan, foreplay tonight will include a healthy tickling of you.” Tracy warned. “When I'm done with dessert. Samantha, would you mind lending me a hand? Thank you.”

Henry and Lucille continued to mingle while Dylan squirmed on the couch as he endured Tracy and Samantha's tickling. Tracy told him he was only getting off this lightly because he was ill. Leslie came up to me and asked me how I expected her to get my schedule under control when I kept adding campaigns to my to-do list. My housekeeper came to my rescue by saying at least it wasn't one of the activities I used to wear me out. When Leslie remarked I needed a personal assistant to work within the broader framework Leslie established my housekeeper suggested Tracy take on the job. There's not much to being his housekeeper she told Leslie. Tracy was soon hunted down and informed of her new role.

Tracy was the first to leave. She had to go visit her coffee shop. The boys were remarkably well restrained which made her suspicious instead of setting her at ease. Henry and Lucille thanked me for the dinner and the opportunity to chat. Henry told me he'd give Lawrence a call in the morning to make the reservations. I gave Sophie an update on Dylan's condition and explained we would most likely hear back about the results of the blood tests towards the end of the week. I told her I'd ask Lao more questions at my session on Wednesday. Both Lao and Dr. Phyllis had her cellphone number as well. They could call all three of us if they needed. Sophie admitted she'd been worried about the long-term effects of Dylan's illness for a while but never knew if anything could be done so she'd just waited. J told her it was the right decision because now we had people who could do something about it.

“Sorry about the donation turning into a full scale campaign.” Sophie said as she kissed me good night.

“No problem. I needed something healthy to do with my time.” I told her. “Yes, I'll be gentle with Dylan tonight.”

Dylan later told me gentle lovemaking was much better than no lovemaking. His ass got filled with cock and cum. The orgasm when I sucked him was just as intense from tender ministrations as it was from a hard sucking. Both of us went to sleep feeling very content. Morgan had sent a text after we'd fallen asleep saying they'd meet Dylan downstairs in the morning for a ride to school. I woke up to the rare luxury of it being just me and Dylan in bed. I kept him in bed for an hour. Tracy saved us from being late by showing up at six-thirty. She heeded my warning to wait a minute. When I was certain every trace of Dylan's third orgasm had been licked clean I allowed her to enter.

“Notice how quick she was to grasp we are still in bed?” I asked Dylan.

“You might soon notice how quick she is to grasp the tawes.” Dylan warned me. “Tracy is right though. I do have to allow some extra time to brew my tea. Let's shower. Tracy we will be down at seven. After the tender ministrations of my pet pervert I am likely to be still be down at seven thirty.”

“I'll go put the kettle on.” Tracy said but she came over to give us a good morning kiss before leaving the room.

“Thank you, Tracy, for remembering to invite Juliet to my workout.” I told her. “There's a type of oatmeal I've never made for you guys that I really enjoy. Let's try it today.”

Tracy made us our green smoothies while Dylan took care of brewing his tea and I set about preparing the oatmeal. The key to the oatmeal was to cook it slowly with the maple syrup and cinnamon. This allowed the flavors to soak into the oatmeal. On the weekend I'd do it in the slow cooker which would allow a lot more time for absorbing the flavors. Dylan told me I deserved a sound thrashing for keeping this recipe from them when he tried it. Tracy agreed with him and as my personal assistant she would be certain to schedule it in. Saturday will be a great day for it Dylan suggested.

“Dylan this is my first day on the job and we are not off to a good start.” Tracy said when he asked about the garage. “I called Bram and left a voicemail but I never called him back. Yes, it would be a nice surprise for Morgan if we used that 3-4-5 ratio proportion spiritual thingy. Rohan can you explain it to the architect or Bram if they ask? Good because I have no idea. Yes, I'll be sure to tell them to include everything in it including doors, windows, vents and whatever you just said as well. Rohan if I say everything then that's included. No need to trouble myself learning a word I'll only use once.”

Tracy got us out the door and promised to call Bram about the garage while I drove the boys to school. When I returned she was waiting in the parking area with my gym stuff. Bram said he knew of the perfect site for the garage. The appeared to have a few extra straw bales left over so he'd use them in constructing the garage. He'd told Tracy they would call if they had any questions about the 3-4-5 spiritual thingy. Juliet was waiting with Catherine when we arrived. I hastened to the change room to get ready. A few of the guys asked me how I got ready for my sessions with Catherine. I told them I didn't bother because nothing prepared you for Catherine. They agreed wholeheartedly and wished me luck.

“Ready?” Catherine asked when I stepped on the treadmill.

“You jest. Of course not.” I said and began my warm-up sprint.

“Lao says to run like the chi you shared with Dylan yesterday not like a drunk caveman.” Catherine said. “He viewed some of the video Tracy captured with her phone of our past sessions.”

I knew he obviously didn't mean slowly since the treadmill was almost at maximum speed. Thinking lightly I let the chi flow through me as slowly as I had for Dylan. This soon proved a mistake since I was not resting but being giving a good workout. I upped the amount and got rewarded with a clip of my head by Catherine. Sorry I said when she told me they could feel the chi building like some tsunami. My twenty minutes of treadmill ended before I could figure it out.

Bjorn was there to help me out again with the weight training. We were smiling and laughing at each other as he provided added resistance for each machine. Even on my first round I had to move the bags with strikes that didn't touch the bags. Bjorn would lean in against them and tape had been placed on the floor so we knew how far I had to move him. Most of the smacks to my head were from moving him a half inch too far. Tracy agreed with Catherine that it was this terrible lack of control that embarrassed Lao so much. Tracy told me I really ought to pay more attention or less attention to what I was doing. That's a full half an inch of sloppiness she said. Then she burst out laughing at the absurdity. Catherine and Juliet soon joined in.

“I hope you can feel the love.” I told Bjorn as I headed to the rowing machine.

Catherine asked one of the bigger guys in the crowd of spectators for help when I headed for the weight part of round three. Bjorn and Sam would each take a side of the bar and press down. I took a few reps to stop focusing on the fact there were two of them. Once I let go of the thought and allowed the chi to do the work things went smoother and quicker. Sam added his weight to the bags and I actually got closer to the mark by a quarter-inch. Lao may survive another day after all Tracy remarked.

“Rohan, are you okay?” Catherine asked me. “Rohan! Rohan! Speak to us?”

“Uh, yes I'm okay. Why?” I asked as her words finally penetrated.

“You seemed to go very pale and there was a distant look in your eyes.” Catherine said. “Yes, I can wait until we sit down with smoothies.”

“You have Catherine worried so I will keep an eye on you while you shower and change.” Tracy said. “Juliet please take my debit card and buy us all smoothies. Two for Rohan. Make certain they add this to Rohan's smoothies. No it doesn't need to be two equal doses. Eyeball it.”

“Sorry guys Catherine wants me to stay close to him.” Tracy said as we entered the change room. “His other trainer would run away and hide in a cave if Rohan had to touch the bags to move them. No idea how he does it. Right now it is his lack of control that is embarrassing. We'll chat about it at his session tomorrow morning.”

“You have him move a heavy bag with strikes that make no physical contact and add resistance from two guys who are three hundred pounds of muscle each to the weights and then complain because his strokes move the bags a quarter-inch too far. Do you know how ludicrous that sounds?” a guy said from the shower stall next to me.

“Work for this guy every day and ludicrous becomes the norm.” Tracy said. “That's why I was laughing so hard in there. I couldn't agree with you more. Still his trainers are perfectly suited to him. Do you know he actually scared Catherine during one of the workouts by allowing her to push him too far? I gave up trying to understand it all then.”

Deciding I was okay on my own for a moment Tracy calmly walked over to a guy with one arm and told him she'd wash his upper back for him. Well if you have issues accepting help to wash the areas you cannot reach then you have bigger problems than just a missing arm she told him firmly. Did it sound like his missing arm would earn him less of a spanking? Then why hadn't he handed her the soap yet? Pink beret or not she'd spank him in front of all these men and then wash more than his back she told him in no uncertain terms. The laughter died but not the smiles when she glared at the rest of us. Guys leaving the showers gave Tracy a hug from behind as she helped her new friend.

Tracy made me finish my first smoothie before allowing us to leave with Juliet who reassured me they delay would not impact her schedule for the afternoon. She insisted I get my massage. Tracy insisted on driving while I finished my second smoothie and got my dose of Lao's herbs inside of me. Juliet was very quiet and apologized. I told her no apology needed but the massage was just what I needed. Juliet promised we'd chat soon.

Two hours before we needed to fetch the boys so I got some beef pot roasts started in the slow cooker for dinner. The boys greeted me with a hug and kissed Tracy. This brought smiles to the faces of the students nearby.

“Speaking of happy it's Elaine.” Tracy said looking at the caller ID on her cellphone. “Hello Elaine. Perfect timing. We are heading up to the apartment for lunch. Yes, I am certain one of these ruffians can scan and email you the recipe for Tipsy. I guess Bram has his answer about how the bales will get stacked. Nobody here contacted them so blame them entirely for the good deed. Glad to hear you and Bram settled on where to place the garage. No please don't tell me. I'll enjoy the surprise.”

Tracy took care of the garlic toast while I took the salad to the table. This time to speed things up I dished up the salad for us all. The boys knew the sooner they got through it the sooner they'd get what they called the good stuff. They picked up the pace when I told them there was some lasagna keeping warm in the slow cooker. I may have failed to mention it was a vegetable lasagna but I saw no need to make them unhappy. Besides even vegetable lasagna is good.

While we were eating our lasagna Tracy told us Elaine had called for the Tipsy recipe so she could serve it to the harvest crew tomorrow. The entire crew had volunteered to help stack the bales for her cottage. They were elderly and couldn't do it for a full day but they promised to help for four hours today and tomorrow. I was glad to know it would get the work finished on Thursday and not a day earlier. The work crew wouldn't lose pay and our plans to thank them could still go ahead. Before he started his homework Adam got the recipe to Elaine by taking a picture of it and texting her the image. The whole thing took him less than a minute.

“Catherine, let me chat to Tracy about what needs doing for dinner and then we can have a chat.” I said.

“Oh, I'm glad we got here just in time to help.” Abby said.

“Leslie, I'm glad you are here. There was a little incident at my workout and I'd appreciate your help interpreting.” I said hugging her. “I'll pay you with five kisses.”

“No you won't pay me with anything. Why am I not surprised there was an incident at the workout?” Leslie asked nobody in particular. “Abby will be fine with the vegetables on her own if you feel you must join us, Tracy. Go ahead Rohan and explain what needs doing. I think a glass of wine for each of us will be good. Thank you, Tracy.”

“Dylan, I was just lost in thought and all the exercising finished.” I told him after giving Abby instructions and turning around to see him hovering nearby. “I promise I was in no danger and not hurt at all.”

The four of us headed upstairs. A lot of chatting has taken place in this room in the last twenty-four hours I mused as I sat down. Leslie asked Catherine and Tracy to describe the workout and what they thought of my condition at the end. She told Catherine she definitely understood why she would ave been concerned when I took a while to respond to her question.

“Rohan, no matter how well you explain your spiritual death frightened Catherine. This is understandable.” Leslie told me. “Now tell us why you were slow to respond? You told Dylan it was nothing physical and I know you wouldn't deceive him. Lost in thought I believe you said.”

“Yes, that's exactly it.” I said. “What thought? The thought that I am missing something. Lao and everybody else knows I am not interested in how much weight I lift even with two big guys providing added resistance. The more challenging aspect is getting the bag to move just the right amount. I'm a quarter-inch off and getting this right will mean more to me than lifting an extra hundred pounds or two.

Chi can give all the growth my muscles need. The weights and Bjorn are there for another reason. This could be no more than to get me to ask this question. I cannot figure out what else I can experience that would be as beneficial as the spiritual death experience.

When I was on the treadmill I was advised to use the same flow of chi I used yesterday on Dylan. This was so gentle and subtle Tracy and the boys didn't feel it anywhere close to the usual degree. Lao asked me to be as gentle with the chi as I would be if I were making love to Dylan. I tried letting the chi flow slowly but then I couldn't keep the pace needed to stay upright. There was something on the edge of my awareness but then it was time to move to the weight machines.”

“Let's expand a little on Lao's example of making love to Dylan.” Leslie said. “How else could you describe your lovemaking? You've used slow so let me throw some possibilities out there and let me know if any feel right. Tender. Gentle. Caring. Soft. Easy. Light touches.”

“That's it! Light!” I exclaimed. “Leslie, I knew chatting with you would help.”

“Thanks for explaining, Rohan.” Catherine said. “Sorry I get all thrown out by these little incidents. Leslie is right in saying there are still lingering effects from the other workout. Yes, Leslie, I am feeling better. Thank you.”

Abby was doing a great job in the kitchen so I left her to it while I enjoyed a beer and thought about using chi lightly. Eventually I gave up and decided to chat with Lao tomorrow about it instead of worrying about it. I went out on to the balcony to join Sophie, J and Dylan. Seeing e was a smaller to surprise to hearing Abby and Tracy were finishing off dinner. I was just trying to solve a puzzle but decided to set it aside and see how Dylan was feeling. Despite his assurances of nearly being back to his usual self I told him we'd go easy tonight as well. Tomorrow morning I will speak with Lao and see where were are in your recovery.

Adam completely forgot himself and complimented Abby on the steamed vegetable medley. When we all burst out laughing he blushed in embarrassment. I feigned being hurt at the lack of compliments about my meat. The simple apple pie filling inside crepes for dessert went over well. Leslie expressed relief to know we would be having a light dessert from time to time. I sat down with Leslie after dinner to go over the menu for Saturday. She agreed to cheesecake for dessert when I told her we could prepare these on Friday and lighten the workload for Saturday. There would still be time for her to help Elaine get settled in her cottage on Friday. Leslie agreed that barbecue lent itself to very little variety. I suggested a variety of stews. Lamb Irish stew, a traditional beef stew and coq au vin would give a nice range of flavors. I promised to email her the list of ingredients before my workout with Lao.

Morgan and Adam pounced on and pounded us the next morning. I was glad I got to suck Dylan before they arrived. This isn't too bad I admitted to myself as I settled into the mattress and concentrated on my partner. Morgan the fucketeer was impaling me on his bayonet. He even kept pounding my ass for a good half dozen strokes after his orgasm. I stopped him from collapsing onto my cum spattered stomach and enjoyed watching him lick me clean. Dylan was enjoying a similar cleaning from Adam. When I told them we were still going easy on Dylan they eased up. We were showered and dressed in time to greet Tracy at the door. I really enjoyed driving the boys to school in the morning but since they had extra time I let them cycle today. They promised to make it a gentle ride and call if they needed a lift.

Lao told me I was on the right path with working lightly with chi. He wouldn't say any more except I needed to spend time contemplating light and chi. Dylan would be fully recovered from this round when he got home from school. The gym class would be a good indicator of his recovery. Dr. Phyllis had let Lao know the blood test results would arrive on Friday. Lao asked if he could call me late Friday afternoon or early evening. I told him we'd be at the cabin but he could call anytime. Lao taught me a simple flowing series of movements to help me practice light chi when I figured it out. Then we sparred or rather Lao played with me as the air almost sizzled with the chi he threw at me. Twice Lao knocked me backwards. I only saved myself by tucking into a roll. When I headed for the shower muttering about going backwards Tracy told me I should give myself credit for still being able to walk.

“Lao, visiting the Abbot is a top priority but we're building a home for Elaine and getting Leslie engaged this week.” I explained. “Last week it was the unveiling of the produce business. I want to get Adam over to see the Abbot very soon. Yes, it's because of the anger simmering inside of him. Herbs will help support the body while it lingers within him and I'll take them back for him to drink with pleasure. Somehow he needs to transform the energy to really heal.”

“Tracy, I must ask you to stay strong and beat this man if he needs it but Rohan must spend lots of time with the Abbot and other monks.” Lao told her. “Get the Abbot's phone number from Rohan and call him. See how much time he thinks Rohan will need. Tell him Rohan has trouble with light chi. Explain about the boys and Adam. Adam needs it more than the others but the other boys will be included. Share with him the details of Dylan's illness. Speak to the Abbot about when and how much time for everybody. Please call me when you have spoken to him. Tracy, I want to know what questions the Abbot asks you and what information you shared with him. Make lots of notes and email me please. Every detail is important. Here's my business card with my email. You can share my information with the Abbot. I'd really like to talk with him and I'll have the blood test results on Friday so we must chat.”

“Rohan is leaving early tomorrow morning for the cabin so I'll have all day to call the Abbot.” Tracy promised. “Juliet will help me with Rohan if he tries stalling but I don't think he will. Lao, Rohan told us about a week ago how there is a very knowledgeable herbalist monk at the monastery. Dylan getting sick will make Rohan very open to getting all the healers he can to help Dylan.”

Tracy led me to the cellphone store Leslie had taken me to and spoke to them about synchronizing contacts from several phones. When we left she had synchronized my phone with hers and my housekeeper's phone. I told her I thought it was a stroke of genius on her part. Yes, Daizan is the Abbot. Now let's go get lunch ready because Leslie will be around at three to go shopping for dinner. Any requests? Lamb of some sort it will be.

Leslie arrived early and dragged me to the co-op leaving my housekeepers to serve the boys their vegetarian pasta dish for lunch. I asked Leslie if she'd like to do a roast lamb or braised lamb in yogurt. She said she'd take a page from my book and do both. I smiled and hugged her. The produce manager helped us pick some very vibrant spinach and some beets that were a very deep red. Leslie told me I really should stop drooling over the vegetables. Yes they are lovely she agreed with a smile. We decided on cobbler for dessert and purchased the rest of our groceries while the meat department prepared the lamb for us.

“What's all this?” I asked when the boys greeted me with hugs and kisses when I got back to the apartment.

“Blame your housekeeper.” Morgan said. “She pointed out we give you a very hard time about the vegetables but didn't make a single peep of protest today when you weren't here.”

“Lunch was delicious.” Adam told me. “Sometime habits do need to be broken and our habitual complaining about veggies has come to an end. Thank you, for a great lunch and caring enough to put up with our complaining for so long. I'm sorry.”

“The irony is we are in the vegetable business.” Dylan added getting in his second hug and kiss.

“Why are you standing there beaming out of arm's reach?” I asked my housekeeper. “Get over here so I can hug and kiss you.”

“Don't let her go until I've put down these groceries.” Leslie said. “I want to hug and kiss her as well. Get your homework done, boys. Rohan needs to be up early so we'll make dinner early. Lights out at ten tonight.”

“The others are anticipating an early dinner but I'll text them a reminder.” my housekeeper told Leslie. “Everybody wants to enjoy your dinner, Leslie.”

The earlier start came in handy. I kept up a fast tempo preparing the meal so Leslie wouldn't have time to focus on her nerves. She'd observed enough to know the basics of my cooking and was an above average cook anyway. The meat was ready in record time. Leslie was a little startled when I handed her a beer and suggested a breather. I assured her the vegetables wouldn't take long. Roti were simple and fast. Because we had the time I chose to get the beets started on the stove and then transferred them to a slow cooker.

We'll prepare the roti before the lamb in yogurt I told Leslie. The longer it can marinade the better. Leslie told me she had a lot of fun making the roti despite how simple they were. There was a lot of satisfaction in watching them pile up. I agreed we hadn't made enough but we could return to them once we'd started the second lamb dish. I still had us moving at a rapid pace so there was continual movement and the aroma of the food added to the energy of our dance. Relax and it will literally carry you I told Leslie. Try it I urged. You are here to have fun and to fill the food with love. You have to love the preparation if you want a meal infused with love. Leslie had no trouble loving the preparation. Nobody can be an above-average cook without enjoying their time in the kitchen.

“The show is almost better than the meal will be.” Dylan said laughing from the kitchen doorway as he caught us literally dancing. “Don't let me disturb you. I'm only after some sodas, please. Thank you.”

We made more roti because you can never have too many roti with a meal. Leslie asked me if I'd be open to experimenting with the spinach. I told her to go ahead with it and see what unfolded. The only suggestion I made was to add more onions and to caramelize them. Leslie said she'd also up the spices a little.

“Leslie, we're at a point where we can take a breather if you wish.” I told her. “Let's take a beer and go get some air on the balcony.”

“Hold still, Rohan.” Abby said coming up and hugging me from behind before kissing my neck. “I haven't seen Leslie this happy and relaxed except when she realized she was going to marry Ivan. You're a miracle worker in the kitchen and not just with the food. I'm looking forward to her report on cooking here and at the cabin. Between the two meals and getting engaged I might be able to slip in a pay increase.”

A few minutes later we were back in the kitchen to prepare the desserts. Our pace had slowed down considerably now as we'd done most of the cooking. The onions were cooking gently while we did the desserts. Only when everything else was ready and the cobbler had replaced the roast in the oven did we consider doing the spinach. I told Leslie to wait until everybody was at the table before doing the greens because we were only tossing them in the pan and immediately turning off the heat. The chilies, garlic, ginger and onions were to give the flavor. The spinach would give a lot of crunch if we judged it right.

“Rohan, I warned you earlier not to drool over the vegetables but I could end up being insanely proud about the spinach.” Leslie warned.

“Looks like we've lost another adult to the dark side.” Adam said grabbing sodas and other refreshments with Tracy. “Everybody is at the table, Leslie. We're just grabbing a round of drinks.”

“No, Leslie, this is all you. I won't take a skillet and do any of the greens.” I told her. “They won't take long and we've got the onions divided into two skillets already. Throw half the greens in the first skillet and cover them with the lid. When you've done the same to the second skillet the first will be ready to put on the serving platter. Two minutes per skillet is plenty of time. Breathe deeply. Now! Feel will tell you if they're ready.”

Leslie actually waited a few seconds on each skillet before emptying them. She carried the greens out with a smile that made me think of Tracy serving Tipsy tart. She dragged me back into the kitchen for a lingering thank you kiss. Leslie told the others it was fun from start to finish. Now she understood the therapeutic aspect of it for me. She accepted the kisses between servings with a smile.

“We've decided to turn over a new leaf when it comes to vegetables.” Adam said in response to Catherine's comment about all the boys complimenting the spinach dish. “Rohan's housekeeper was responsible for this transformation.”

“How did you work that miracle?” Catherine asked.

“I told them I'd prepare the vegetables like my mom did when I was a kid and serve it to them for an entire week.” my housekeeper said calmly. “My mom thought the only two spices in creation were salt and pepper.”

“Wise choice on the attitude adjustment, boys.” Catherine complimented them. “This dish has just a wee bit more flavor than salt and pepper can give.”

“Good of you to notice.” Leslie said.

My housekeeper was even more eager than Adam for dessert. Her main concern she told us was me getting some sleep. Dylan said it was knowing she wouldn't be able to spank me tomorrow if I stayed up late that was really troubling her. I left him to his punishment of a sound tickling while I got the cobbler. Tracy gave me a hand bringing out the ice-cream. Three of us threatened to spank Leslie when she offered to help us get dessert. Abby told her the best defense was to sit on her cute butt.

There was no socializing after dinner tonight. We lingered a few minutes at the table for a shared nightcap. I told J I'd be waiting downstairs in front of the apartment at four-thirty. Dylan promised to call Tracy at seven to let her know he was up and getting ready.

“Scoundrel, why the sad face?” Dylan asked when we were alone. “Oh, well I think it is great you only get to torture me for an hour. Yes, I am a bit weak still but I am not settling for another night of just oral sex. I need to feel my ass stuffed with your cock.”

“Hard to stuff you full of cock if you insist on keeping those clothes on.” I told him as I began unbuttoning my shirt. “Yes, I will give you a solid pounding right here and now.”

Judging by how quickly Dylan started shedding his clothing I'd said the right thing. I was chuckling so much at him I still had my pants on when he was stark naked.

“Stay there.” I told him when he went to get lubricant from the coffee table. “Throw that bottle to me. I want you on your back on the table. Grab your ankles.”

Standing away from the table I looked at him as he held himself open and exposed to me. Letting my gaze linger on his groin I made it quite clear what I wanted. Slowly I fondled my cock and balls with a hand of lubricant. Rubbing and squeezing my cock I was glad to see his gaze focused on my rapidly hardening cock. Kneeling close to his puckered hole I wiped my fingers clean of the remaining lubricant on the inside of his ass.

“That takes care of foreplay.” I said with a smile and kissed him hungrily. My tongue forced its way through his lips and the kiss continued while I spread his legs out to the side. “I want to fuck you. Hard. Right here. Right now.”

“How hard?” Dylan said softly with a grin.

“This hard.” I told him thrusting my cock into him without pause until my balls met his flesh.

Placing my hands alongside him I held him in place with the front of his thighs snug against my forearms. I fucked my son deep and hard but not for very long. Both us had been wanting this for too many days. The sheer joy of fucking was proving too much for both of us. Warned by his moans I reached down just in time to squeeze hard on the base of his cock.

“Clench your muscles and breathe through it.” I told him. “Do it! I'm not letting you cum.”

When I was certain both of us had ridden out the wave of our orgasms I released him and slid from his ass. Then I slung him over my shoulder and carried him up to the bedroom.

“Damn I've missed this.” Dylan told me as he lay looking up at me. “Go this long without fucking me again and I won't spank you for a month, Scoundrel.”

“Roll over, miscreant!” I said climbing on the bed and straddling him. “A month eh? Cum while you're lying face down and it'll three months before you feel the sting of my hand on your hot ass!”

“Three months without a spanking and I'll file charges of child abuse with Thomas.” Dylan said smiling at me over his shoulder.

I kissed the grinning miscreant but it was fun to banter in between battering his ass. Sinking into him and feeling the flesh of his ass compress as my groin pressed me deep into him and him deep into the mattress. There's nothing to compare to bottoming out in a tender, young bottom. Nothing! The knowledge that I am sliding into the depths of a boy who is as eager to be filled as I am to fill him is such a turn on. Then to pause with him pinned securely just waiting for me to decide when and how I'll fuck adds to the rush. Dylan may think the pause was to torment him but I was struggling to keep my composure.

“Who said to stop with the kisses?” I asked leaning in. Let him think it's to tease I thought as our lips met again. “Fuck I love having my cock in your ass.”

“Good because I love it when you stretch me.” Dylan said with a sincerity I could both hear and feel. “Fuck me, please. Fill me with your cum and make a mess of me inside and out. Please, Scoundrel. Please.”

The wonderful boy let me know of his eagerness by clenching down on my cock. I deliberately waited him out. Three kisses after he stopped tightening his inner passage around me I withdrew slowly. Dylan breathed with me in relief. The abruptness of my thrust back into him brought a savage smile to his face. My pace picked up. I fucked the boy hard. I fucked the boy fast. I fucked. I fucked. And then I withdrew.

“Roll over!” I ordered lifting up slightly to give him space. “I don't want to have to keep my earlier promise of three months. You're cutting it close.”

“Scoundrel, I could have held out for at least another quarter of a thrust.” Dylan assured me.

“I'll give you a thrust with no quarter, Miscreant.” I warned burying my aching dick inside. Fucking hell I wanted to cum so badly. Now that he wouldn't be feeding his load to the bedding I set about relieving the pressure.

This toe curling orgasm was one I needed. Feeling me explode in his ass was something Dylan needed with the same hunger and desperation that filled me. More than the physical part the reconnect at the elemental level of sharing an orgasm was what we sought. The little death we would both share drew closer and the closer it got the more desperate we were to reach it. Our desperation slowed its arrival but not its intensity. We both went rigid from head to toe when we climaxed. Our cries of pleasure clearly expressed our relief as our orgasms carried us beyond our physical surroundings. Most of Dylan's cum landed on his chest and neck.

I held myself motionless with my hands flat on the bed. When my strength finally returned I shook my head to clear it and gave Dylan a long, gentle kiss. The kisses continued for several minutes before I slid out of him. Then I took him into my arms and carried him through to the bathroom. There was little need for words. We expressed our love for each other as we washed. The feel of Dylan's soapy hands on my body felt really good. I couldn't resist lightly tickling his ribs with my soapy fingers.

“Did we get done before lights out?” Dylan asked as we settled in bed.

“No idea.” I told him. “We didn't take any longer than necessary so it doesn't matter. Good night, Miscreant. I love you.”

“I love you, Scoundrel. Please wake me when you get up. I'll go back to sleep until seven I promise. Thank you.”

Dylan pulled on some long pants and a shirt while I dressed. The bulge in the front of his pants motivated me to get dressed quicker. My housekeeper had insisted on packing my bag and bringing it to the cottage with her later. I was glad because it saved me time. Time I didn't have. Glancing at the clock I realized this left me with just enough time for a treat.

“Dad, what makes you think I put those one just to have you take them off?” Dylan asked with a smile as I slipped his pants back down.

Ignoring him I grabbed a handful of ass and set to work getting him off. Sometimes cumming quickly is a good thing I thought as my moth filled with cum. The smiles on our faces gave us away when J greeted us in front of the apartments.

“J, we slept for six hours.” Dylan told him. “Of course I was ready for a good morning sucking. I'm glad Dad took the hint of the bulge in the front of my pants. You're as bad as him. Yes, I'll go back upstairs and sleep for another two hours. Now the sooner you guys give me a hug and a kiss the sooner I get back to sleep.”

J told me Sophie had made the coffee while he got dressed and loaded the car. There was a hip flask in the glove compartment if I felt the need for a boost. I gladly added a splash to my coffee. The boys would travel up in the rental car. Sophie, Amanda or your housekeeper can drive them so stop worrying J told me.

“Tracy is calling the Abbot today.” I told him. “I know the boys will be all right and get to the cabin okay. Lao insisted on speaking to the Abbot as well as getting a full report from Tracy. No, I'm not worried about what they'll set up for me. I trust all of them completely. The hardest part is the not knowing. Yes, I suppose it helps to focus on the here and now but sometimes I just a need to indulge in a little moping.”

“Get it all done before we start the food.” J told me. “Sanne and Elaine will have breakfast ready for us when we arrive. We'll get the food started and then take a look at the cottage and garage.”

J went on to assure me Bram was having the time of his life with all these projects and getting to work with his family. Marikie and Hans were enjoying all the extra attention as well. I told J there had been no further news from Poland which I took as a good sign. There was little point in troubling them when we would no doubt be chatting on Saturday no matter what happened when Leslie proposed. We agreed that Sarah would make certain Ivan answered correctly.

“Hello, Sanne, we're about an hour from you.” I said when she answered the phone. “Do you need us to pick up anything from the hotel? Okay we will keep going then. See you soon. Thank you for doing the breakfast. Please extend my thanks to Elaine as well.”

When we arrived the construction crews were enjoying breakfast. We joined the line after kissing Elaine and Sanne thank you. They said we would have plenty of time to chat later. Right now it was time for breakfast. A good thing we were the last in line because J had to find out about the metal plates covering the edge of the fire pit. Bram said they helped with eggs, potatoes and sausages. One of the foreman had them cluttering up his yard and the guys had decided they would make a great thank you in return for all the cooked meals they had enjoyed. Bram told me he'd be delighted if I shared our tradition of saying thanks for good food with the construction guys if I promised not to mention getting his okay first.

“Follow my lead.” I told the guy next to me as we got up to wash our plates. “Thank you, Sanne for a lovely breakfast. Thank you, Elaine.”

The brave guy hesitated a little but he did follow my lead and kissed the two ladies on the cheek in thanks.

“Rohan, I'll get you for this.” Sanne promised as a line of construction workers formed to thank her and Elaine with kisses.

“I don't know why word of our tradition didn't get out earlier.” I said. “Don't worry I'll get more coffee started while the guys thank you.”

“Rohan, that's the bravest thing I have ever seen a man do.” J told me. “I didn't think you'd go through with it.”

“They've cooked breakfast and lunch all week for all these guys and haven't received a single kiss. I couldn't allow that to continue.” I said. “What sort of boss do you think I am?”

“A sore one soon.” Sanne said between thank you kisses. “What are you grinning at Hans?”

“Sanne I wouldn't risk causing them to go on strike by interfering with tradition.” Bram said. “There's only a dozen more lined up. I'll save you some of this fresh coffee Rohan brewed. No need to thank us.”

J decided it would be wise if Hans showed him how the flower beds were doing. He thought he might actually make it around the cabin before bursting into laughter. I promised to come get him before we checked in on the cottage and garage. Elaine gave me a kiss for sharing the tradition declaring it had been fun to start her day with thirty kisses. Sanne agreed it had been fun but if she admitted that she'd have to stop being angry at me. When Elaine told her to spank me and be done with it Sanne burst out laughing and gave me a thank you kiss for the coffee.

“Dylan is right when he calls you a scoundrel.” Sanne said linking her arm in mine as we headed off to find the sensible men who had fled her wrath.

The four-wheelers would be housed in a garage midway from the gate to Elaine's cottage. Thanks to the harvest crew's help and the extra bales they decided to make the garage a straw bale structure as well. That way it would blend in with the cottage better. Bram told us that even though they would officially be off duty a couple of the construction guys would fit the windows and doors tomorrow. The 3-4-5 ratio had required custom doors and windows which couldn't get here before Friday. The guys didn't mind because they were being paid for a full day today even though they'd finish everything mid-afternoon. Sanne said she'd be planting flowers at the one end of the structure to hide the exposed concrete slab on the one end. Bram said using concrete to level it off had been the easiest way to go about it. The ground sloped a little on the one side. Sanne assured me that between the plants and the mulch we wouldn't see the concrete. I told Bram we'd wait until it was completed tomorrow to see it and experience the energy of the 3-4-5 structure.

Elaine's cottage was amazing. Once again I said I'd wait until tomorrow to see the inside. Elaine hugged me and got me to admit it was because the boys would be here to share the experience. This led to Sanne hugging me. J even got in on the act. Let's get the meat started I told them. Elaine told me Lawrence had an entire catering crew coming over tomorrow to help serve and to set up the equipment we'd need to keep food warm. Today we will cook most of the meat and tomorrow morning Bram will warm it up in one area of the fire pit before handing it over to the catering crew Elaine told me. She admitted she had no idea how Bram was going to do it but she knew he'd get it done just right.

“Yes, Sanne, I can see how Lawrence will want to play a part in thanking the guys who built the cottage so I won't argue or offer to pay them.” I told her. “He is being kind enough to let us give flowers and plants for the orphanage.

Bram, I'm sure you have it figured out perfectly so I'll gladly let you be in charge of this process and be the assistant. Tomorrow I get to prepare the vegetables and bake bread so I'll have my share of fun. Did I leave you guys with enough spice blends for the meat or do I need to mix up a couple more? I can mix up a few more to replace the ones you used earlier this week.”

Elaine watched closely as I blended a couple of mixes for the chicken and beef roasts. I told her I wouldn't be too tired to cook dinner for the gang tonight. Roast chicken would be no trouble at all and it looked like Bram and J had everything under control out at the fire pit. I told her I expected the gang to arrive at around seven and if we served dinner soon after they arrived we could be in bed by nine and asleep at ten. Elaine laughed and declared I really was incorrigible.

J had packed the tents for everybody so in between cooking we all got started on putting them up. A few of the construction guys stayed to help us finish off the last couple of tents. Elaine had gone around to do a final head count for tomorrow. She told me my contractor had made a special trip to the city to get enough beers and refreshments for everybody. She assured me he'd picked up the healthier sodas for the kids. The boys will be on green smoothie detail all morning for this crowd. I was about to text my housekeeper with instructions to pick up a couple more blenders but Sanne told me the catering crew were bringing a bunch with them. Dinner needs doing Elaine reminded me as I stood looking around for something else to do.

“I know it's early but you need something to do and we have enough slow cookers to keep things warm.” Elaine told me taking my arm and leading me to the cabin. “There's a beer waiting there for you.”

Five minutes after the boys had called to let us know they had stopped to collect Lawrence Elaine told me to go upstairs for a shower. You need to freshen up she told me firmly when I started to protest. We are quite capable of setting the table she told me. When the others arrive I'd better be squeaky clean and waiting at the table or she'd turn me over to Dylan and Tracy for an hour. I had to finish my beer before heading upstairs.

I heard the front door closing behind her and thought I was alone in the cabin. This proved to be a mistake. When I entered the bathroom a naked J was waiting for me. On the counter alongside the handbasin was a short leather paddle.

“Please, Rohan. I think we both need this.” J said.

“Any time you need it you know I will deliver.” I told him kissing him full on the lips. “You'll have to feed me first.”

In just a few years the boys will be filling my mouth like this I thought as I took J's thicker and longer cock into my mouth. I let my hands cup a cheek but didn't explore his ass any more. This would be a gentle sucking where my tongue and lips would do all the work. J squirmed as I took my time getting to know his cock and drawing up memories of what he'd enjoyed four or five years ago.

“We'll still be in here when the others arrive at this pace.” J told me softly.

“That's too bad. They can deal with it. My time with you is too special to rush.” I told him just as softly between kissing and licking his balls. “Do you mind me taking a little longer?”

“No, I think it's perfect. Thank you.” J said visibly relaxing. “Oh, fuck you remembered that!”

There had always been a very sensitive point just behind J's balls that when stroked lightly with a fingertip made him squirm. When teased with the tip of your tongue it made him writhe in your hands. My tongue had found it again. Good memories came flooding back to me. Memories of a younger, smaller and a little hornier J. Now this is a trip down memory lane that's worth taking I thought as I returned to swallowing his cock.

“Please don't. I want to cum.” J told me when I released his cock to feast on his balls again.

“You will soon.” I promised giving each of his balls another two kisses.

Then I hollowed my cheeks around his cock. Sucking as hard as I could while licking the underside of his cock I got to work getting him off. Remembering the last time I'd blown him and how much cum he know produced I suddenly found myself eager for his nice big load. Sharpening my concentration on blowing him I shifted attention to his head and slit. A flick of the tongue here and a lick there and amidst laud curses J exploded.

“Thank the gods I'm bending over the counter for a spanking.” J said getting into place. “Standing would be impossible now.”

“Thank you for that wonderful load.” I said idly swatting his butt with the paddle.

A flick of the wrist was all I was using to warm his butt. This didn't mean the smacks were pain-free. What it meant was there were a lot of them being delivered very quickly. Those delicious cheeks that would soon be squeezing down on my cock began to redden nicely. When they were noticeably red across their entire surface I placed a hand firmly between his shoulder blades.

“Ready?” I asked emphasizing it by pressing him firmly against the counter.

“More than ready.” J said. “Instead of asking why don't you show me what I want?”

I decided what J wanted more than anything else was a spanking that soon had him shifting from foot to foot beneath a steady onslaught of the paddle. The blows drove his hips up against the edge of the counter. His cock was banging against the front of the cabinet and being spanked back to life. Stepping n close so he could feel my physical presence I worked that cute butt over from hips to the tops of his thighs. I didn't spank his thighs but made certain to strike the lowest part of each cheek.

Unmoved by his cries of pain or the time pressure I settled in to give him a nice, long spanking. I had to ease up a little or he would have unloaded again from the stimulating abuse his cock was getting. Then J's ass reached that irresistible shade of red I loved. No matter who or what reason for the spanking there was a point where the color and heat joined to make me unable to put off fucking any longer.

“Are you more than ready for this as well?” I asked lifting him up on the counter with his hole right at the edge of the counter.

“Yes, go ahead. Fuck me, Rohan.” J said resting his back against the mirror and wincing as the pain caused by sitting on the counter top.

Pulling him slightly down off the counter to make certain I had clear access to his ass I reached down to guide my throbbing cock into him. Taking his weight on my thighs I used my hips to drive my cock in and out of him while I supported him. Wrapping my arms around him I drew him into a hug so we could kiss while we fucked. My thighs started to burn several minutes later but I ignored this pain. J's tight ass squeezing my cock provided enough pleasure to distract me from the burn.

“No, it's not safe to come in.” I answered Dylan. “We'll be down when we're done and not a moment before. I'll strip, whip and make the next person who knocks on the door join us.”

“Whatever you do Tracy don't knock on that door.” we heard Dylan say moments later. “Of course if you want to make what's happening in the bathroom a threesome then go ahead. J won't mind the addition of a lady to the play.”

“Fucking hell. You would, wouldn't you?” J asked with a quiet laugh.

“I won't let them disturb us. Only enhance the experience.” I told him driving myself deep inside him. “Sorry, J. I need to cum.”

“Get on with it, Rohan.” J said. “Fill me! Now. Please. Please. Do it! Oh gods! Yes, yes, yes!”

My orgasm inside of him pushed him over the edge. Dimly through our cries of pleasure I heard Dylan talking earnestly with Tracy. Then Sophie's voice could be heard and quiet descended outside the bathroom. I laid J on the floor of the shower and licked him clean before turning on the water. There's no need to rush I told J as we washed each other and shared kisses. The boys won't mind us having less time I assured him.

“Tracy, I know you haven't known me for long but there are times when I do lay down the law.” I told Tracy as I hugged her. “We'd have still been in there for another half hour if you'd knocked. You're more than able to tell when Dylan is being serious and when he's teasing. What's got you out of sorts? Something has or you wouldn't have argued for so long. You can tell me know or after I've taken you across my knees.”

“I'm worried about my couch sister.” Tracy said softly. “What if Ivan says no to her proposal?”

“Tracy, there is no way Ivan is going to say no except out of a mistaken belief that your couch sister deserves somebody better.” I assured her. “Yes just like Catherine and her boyfriend. The boys helped them out so the worst that can happen is you have to teach them a couple of new kisses in thanks for helping Leslie.”

“Kisses. Getting Ivan to accept that proposal will earn them a feel or three.” Tracy said. “Sorry I argued with you Dylan.”

“That's okay.” Dylan said coming over and joining us in our hug. “I know how hard this has been for you. Harder for you than for Leslie. She knows she has her man. Now let's settle on exactly how many feels us boys will earn.”

“I hope you are feeling like a tickling.” Tracy said as he led her away.

“Thank you, Rohan.” Sophie told me as she took Tracy's place and hugged me.

“No need to thank me. I enjoyed myself just a little in there with J.” I told her.

“From what I heard from outside the bathroom you were packing a lot of enjoyment into that bit you mentioned.” Sophie said smiling at me. “When I tried to thank the boys for sharing you and their time with you they told me they ought to thank me.”

“You were right.” J said handing me a beer. “Sophie he told me the boys would thank me for using up some of their play time. I've already got a round of kisses from the three of them.”

“Why are they happy about less time with Rohan?” Sophie asked.

“Because it means I won't get to torture them as long with gentle lovemaking. We'll only have time for sex.” I said and laughed as she blushed.

“Tracy give that son of mine an extra three minutes of tickling.” Sophie said. “I'd do it but I'm still thanking Rohan.”

Unsurprisingly Tracy was happy to oblige and Dylan took his punishment in good spirits. Sophie helped me bring the food to the table. Before sitting down Sophie did share a few quick words with J which resulted in me getting another kiss. Tracy asked if I wanted to know what the Abbot had said but I told her it was enough for now to know they had spoken. The next few days are going to be really busy so let's have this chat on Sunday.

“Is there anything you won't do for Tipsy?” Elaine asked Tracy while the boys cleared the table.

“Nothing I can mention I at the table.” Tracy told her. “Of course I'd make custard for Tipsy. You can't enjoy it without custard.”

“Then why are you still sitting there?” Elaine said calmly.

“Look out.” my housekeeper said with a smile.

Tracy paused on her way to the kitchen long enough to hug and kiss Elaine several times. I joined Tracy at the stove and wrapped an arm around her.

“No, I'm not here to keep an eye on the custard.” I answered her. “I'm here because this is where I want to be right now. Close to a very special lady.”

“Would you share her with us?” Adam asked as the boys came over and joined in the group hug. “You are tall enough to stir over us, Tracy. This way we won't delay dessert. Kick up any more of a fuss and it will be Rohan, Dylan and Morgan spanking you. See, Dylan, I told you she was a sensible lady.”

“Fine we'll go back to the table while you transfer it to a serving bowl but after dinner your lap is ours.” Morgan said.

“That kiss is for letting them smother you in kindness after dinner.” I told Tracy. “Please let somebody in our gang know if something is bothering you. We love our sex but people always come first. Yes you could have interrupted J and me for a chat about the proposal if you were really upset. That kiss is for not interrupting us.”

Elaine told us she had baked extra Tipsy the other day knowing we were coming up. Tracy blushed when Elaine said she was going to keep four for our visit but remembered how Tracy's eyes lit up when we had it last and decided six might be a safer bet. I think your moms will allow a little extra dessert tonight in reward for your new attitude towards greens I told the boys. There was not a crumb of Tipsy tart left when the boys got up and led Tracy to the couch.

“Tracy will need more treatment tomorrow.” I told the boys after they cleared the dishes and placed them in the dishwasher. “Right now it's time to walk Sanne home.”

“Sanne, this is becoming a very nice tradition of ours at the cabin so please don't protest.” Dylan told her helping Tracy up from the couch.

“I really enjoy the walk, Sanne.” I told her. “Sorry we can't send you home with some leftover dessert.”

“That's okay.” Sanne said. “Elaine sent me home with a couple earlier this week.”

“Guess where we're having breakfast tomorrow.” Tracy said.

“No we aren't.” I told her with a chuckle. “You're teaching some of the catering crew how to make Tipsy and I'm teaching them a bit about cobblers.”

“Elaine is sleeping with us.” Morgan said in answer to Sanne's invitation of a bed for her. “Elaine, it's easier than saying you need the company tonight. Tomorrow you get to move into your new cottage. That's enough emotional turmoil. A foursome in the shower will keep the bed linens clean. Adam and I will enjoy the thought of you waiting for us in our bed.”

“No wonder Rohan insists on spacious bathrooms almost as big as his bedrooms.” Sophie said. “J if you must know I am curious to see how your earlier uh er workout will effect you when I get you into my bed.”

“I think Rohan will be receiving a few more kisses tomorrow morning.” Dylan said with a smile. “Everybody say goodnight. The clock is ticking and we have a foursome to take care of before lights out.”

“Speaking of lights out how did you guys do last night?” my housekeeper asked as we began our walk back to the cabin.

“We were perfect.” I answered. “We got done as quickly as we could. We didn't spend too long in the shower. No idea what the time was when we went to sleep but I doubt we missed by much if at all.”

“I'll accept that.” my housekeeper told me with a hug. “That looks like the foursome conspiracy.”

“I hope so.” I said looking over at where the boys were talking softly among themselves. “The more of the details they get worked out the less time it will take when we get back. Whatever they decide will be fine. Dylan has done remarkably well coping with his illness and my over-protectiveness so he deserves a reward. I'll be having sex with three cute young boys so no matter how we pair off I'll be happy.”

Elaine offered to wait downstairs but we told her the thick doors of the bathroom and spare bedroom would muffle all the sound. Dylan reminded her we didn't have a whole lot of time and wouldn't be too long. Our goodnight kisses were quick and it seemed Sophie was as eager to get into bed with J as the boys were to hit the shower.

“On your back, Dad.” Dylan said taking charge when we had finished stripping. “1201 climb on his chest and feed him your cock. Lean forward because Morgan will be fucking you while Dad blows you. I will take care of getting myself and Dad off in record time. None of us boys will last long so all I have to do is get Dad to cum quickly.”

“No, I don't mind how quickly you all get off as long as you include me.” I told them just before Adam gagged me with his cock.

Dylan coated my cock and hole with liberal amounts of lubricant. Then he swiftly entered me and began fucking me. From the very first thrust of his cock he started to stroke mine. I extended my tongue underneath Adam's shaft and let Morgan's thrusts push his cock over my tongue. When I bucked in pleasure beneath them all Dylan knew he had the angle just right. True to his word he never deviated an inch as he drove up into me. Striking true with each thrust. Pausing in jerking me off only to spank my balls.

“Hurry, Dylan. I'm so fucking close.” Morgan said. “Adam isn't far off either. Oh fucking hell. Any second now. Yes! Now!”

The writhing couple on top of me was a sight that Dylan couldn't resist. He was just seconds behind them in pumping his cum inside me. I waited just long enough to prove my point before relaxing into my orgasm. How sweet it was to have just swallowed Adam's load when Morgan presented his cum spattered back to me for a good licking. Eating my cum didn't bother me in the least. I know it turned the boys on.

We had just started washing each other when there was a knock on the door. Dylan told Elaine we'd be out in ten minutes. When we stepped out of the bathroom she was there to say good night to us. Then she let Morgan and Adam lead her to the spare bedroom. Elaine was the only one wearing any clothing and that was just a bathrobe. On either side of the bed was a mug of steaming hot chocolate with a card that said “Thank you” propped against the mug. I snuggled with Dylan in the center of the bed as we enjoyed the view of the lake and drank our hot chocolate.

The next morning we had enough time to ourselves for me to suck and fuck Dylan. Then I got to enjoy a double team from the other two miscreants in the shower. We left Elaine sleeping while I began breakfast. The boys almost hauled me back to the bathroom to show their appreciation when I told them they'd get fruit on their waffles in lieu of greens with breakfast. I laughed and said we could make the breakfast preparation an all guy thing. Sophie told us she had plans for her guy so we'd have to do without him.

“I'm just here to grab us each a cup of coffee and kiss Rohan thank you.” Sophie told us. “We'll join you in an hour on the deck.”

Lawrence introduced me to the catering crew later in the morning. I'd met most of them the last time we'd feasted at the cabin. Bram was teasing J mercilessly but took it in his stride. Sanne made a point of letting him know he'd be able to get his own back on Bram tomorrow. Our contractor, Damion, arrived with a truck full of the smaller furniture and accessories for the cottage. Instead of the four guys who had volunteered to finish the garage we most of the construction crew and their families arrived early to help get the cottage finished. Elaine was placed under my watchful gaze with orders to stay away from the cottage until the missing members of our party were here.

Our boys got the other kids together to help with the smoothies. This left the catering crew free to help us with the desserts. Elaine assisted me with the vegetable sides. Everybody agreed on some broccoli and spicy cheese sauce. Roasted potatoes, coleslaw, a green salad, baked beans and a steamed vegetable medley rounded out the rest of the sides. I threw some dough together which Bram turned into rounds of bread that was baked at the fire pit. There was a huge amount of food to prepare bur I declined Lawrence's offer to call in more help.

We were still busy putting things together when Leslie arrived with the rest of the gang. Trevor, Ivan and Catherine's boyfriend got sent outside to help the guys. Leslie, Sarah, Abby and Catherine stepped in to help us. This was all the extra help we needed. Leslie promised to have a chat with me later about tiring myself out when we still had cheesecake to prepare later. I kissed the tip of her nose and told her it would be a well deserved scolding. The sooner we get done with lunch the sooner we can unveil the cottage I told everybody. None of our gang had set foot inside it. Thanks to the extra volunteers from the construction crew there had been no need for us to get involved. A good thing they showed up because preparing the food had taken up all my time.

The catering crew started bringing the desserts they'd prepared into the kitchen for baking. Tracy saw sense and accepted help from them to make the custard. They had brought some single burner propane stoves. I promised to give Lawrence a kiss for suggesting they bring them. Richard said if I wanted to kiss Lawrence I'd have to kiss him as well. I started on Lawrence while Richard was still regaining his breath and blushing. He hadn't thought I'd kiss him in front of everybody. The good-natured teasing and hugs they gave him helped set him at ease. Tracy complimented him on his bravery. The boys told him they'd always be available if he wanted a kiss or two. Lawrence swatted them each on the butt and told them to keep their grubby paws on me. The laughed and asked him to swat their butts again. Lawrence decided at this point getting everybody together at the table was a great use of his time. The boys decided to give him a hand.

“This is just a token of our appreciation for all your hard work and willingness to try something new.” I told the group gathered around the table. “We are passing a scroll around for all who are willing to sign. Elaine would like this to have a place of honor on the mantlepiece. She's had a wonderful time being around you guys and enjoying meals together. You're hearing this from me because Elaine has told me she'd be too overwhelmed by emotion to say more than thank you. I feel it's only fair to warn you she will be waiting by the food to thank you all with a kiss when you dish up lunch.

Elaine is a very special part of our extended family and no less dear to us than if we were blood related. I cannot thank you enough for your work on the cottage and getting it completed so soon. You guys all worked extremely hard and very well together or we wouldn't be unveiling it today. My heartfelt thanks to you all.”

“I'll keep this short because I'm in as bad a shape as Elaine. I'll leave the kissing to Elaine and just say thank you.” Lawrence said turning to bury his face in Richard's shoulder.

“Let's eat!” Adam said to draw attention away from Lawrence. “Don't forget to grab a green smoothie or Rohan will most likely spank you!”

“And it isn't one of the enjoyable type of spankings.” Morgan warned. “Or we'd never drink them.”

People started lining up for food amidst the laughter. Elaine kissed everybody on the cheek from construction worker to wife or girlfriend and every one of their kids. There were tears of joy running down her cheeks which she kept dabbing with a handkerchief. Tracy switched it out twice before she was done. We were included in the thank you. Finally we all sat down and began eating. I'd insisted the catering crew sit down at the table because people would need some time for the food to settle before dessert so there would be time to prepare the custard. When some of our guests dished up thirds I suggested they start the custard.

“For those of you new to the joys of Tipsy Tart it packs a kick.” Tracy announced. “The ones to my left are alcohol free and more a steamed pudding than a Tipsy Tart. There is also regular custard to my left near these desserts. The spiked custard is to my right.”

“The cobblers and ice-cream are alcohol free.” Elaine announced. “There's more than enough for everybody so please help yourselves to a good portion or we'll be left to eat it.”

I told Elaine she would enter the cottage with Lawrence for support. Fifteen minutes later I sent Leslie in to give them a hand regaining their composure. Sanne remarked it was clever of me to make sure we had a trained therapist on hand. My housekeeper said it was even cleverer to do this the day before the therapist got engaged. Another fifteen minutes passed with no sign of them so I sent Tracy in with a round of brandy. Five minutes later Tracy put her head out the door and motioned us in.

Where I preferred clean lines and lots of open space Elaine's décor was what you would expect in a cottage. Good quality overstuffed furniture facing the fireplace with a flat screen TV above the fireplace filled the living room. Despite there being more furniture than I preferred there was plenty of space to walk between the furniture. There were six padded dark wood, straight-back chairs set at a round matching dark wood table in the dining room. A small round table-cloth covered the center and had a large silver candelabra on it. The burnt orange material on the chairs stood out in stark contrast to the dark wood providing a pleasing splash of color. Elaine told me she couldn't think of a better way to pay homage and express her thanks to me than with a four-poster bed. The boys thought the bed was great and insisted on trying it out. They insisted Elaine join them for some hugs on it as well. Tracy said they had a point about beds being made for cuddling and she wouldn't be safer with any other guys than this lot in testing its cuddle factor.

Despite being new the cottage already had a homely feel to it. I was pretty confident it wouldn't take more than a month for it to age perfectly into a home for Elaine. While I was standing quietly to one side Tracy stepped up to me and handed me her cellphone.

“Be quiet and don't say a word.” Lao told me. “Close your eyes and ground yourself. Think back to the work you did on Dylan. The energy work that just avoided embarrassing me too much. Same technique with the house. Quietly. No need for a song and a dance. A few weeks with the Abbot and I may even admit to being your teacher of chi.”

The energy work took me fifteen minutes. We all toasted Elaine and her new home with champagne for the adults and orange juice for the children and designated drivers. Then we stopped to see the completed garage. You didn't have to know anything about sacred geometry or practice any form of energy work to feel there was something special about the garage. Morgan drew my attention as he kept looking intently around. When he began pacing the perimeter I knew he was close to figuring it out. Glancing up he saw me watching him and smiled. I motioned for him to keep quiet and he nodded.

Along with the propane burners Lawrence had also included to-go containers. Lawrence had ensured there was enough meat set aside for us before sharing the rest with our guests. Tracy had set aside some Tipsy Tart earlier for our dinner. I'd have kissed Lawrence again but he told me one of my kisses a weekend was his limit. I had to give it to somebody so Tracy took one for saving us some Tipsy Tart. Leslie assured me everybody would be quite happy if I transformed the meat into a variety of stews so we could get around to our cheesecake sooner. Tracy and Abby said they'd take care of the salad and rice. They promised to keep an eye on the stews as well.

We prepared eight cheesecakes while the stews finished cooking and were kept warm in slow cookers. Suddenly there was nothing for me to do. I stood in the kitchen did a little grounding while Leslie watched me with a smile.

“This is your first break today isn't it?” Leslie asked hugging me. “Thank you for everything and for helping me with the cheesecake.”

“Cheesecake. That's it. I knew I was forgetting something.” I said. “Sorry folks but I need to go back down to the cottage with Elaine. We won't be long.”

“I've got what we need, Rohan.” Elaine assured me as she took me by the hand.

I decided to save time by riding down to the cottage. Elaine told me she didn't mind if the first thing prepared in her kitchen was a special cheesecake for Ivan and Leslie. She said it was an honor and since I was preparing it she would still get to choose the first meal she prepared in her new home. I made three chocolate cheesecakes. I decorated them with thick caramel and wrote “Ivan and Leslie” on each cheesecake. The sound of the bike returning alerted the others who started getting the food on the tables. Before dinner I thanked everybody once again for their hard work. I thanked the catering crew for joining us for dinner and eating our cooking a second time.

The night air was getting chilly as we neared the end of Summer. Bram had set up some outdoor propane heaters to keep us comfortable. This truly was a magical meal out under the clear sky where the stars were easily seen. The warmth from the heaters and the murmur of conversation was soothing. I reached out to draw Dylan closer to me. How glad I was he didn't mind these public displays of affection. Adam and Morgan led me away from the table after we'd finished dessert. They promised we wouldn't be long. Sanne said she'd wait for us to return and walk her back home.

“You'll have to take an extra shower tonight.” Adam said leading me into the bathroom. “Elaine may need some company tonight as it is her first night in the cottage. This is part of our thank you for building the cottage. The other will be a sound thrashing from Morgan when time permits."

“We're both going to fuck you, Rohan, so please get down on all fours.” Morgan told me shedding his clothes quickly.

The boys each knelt in front and behind me. They got me well covered in soap on the outside and the inside of my ass. When Adam penetrated me Morgan slid his cock into my mouth. He couldn't last as long as Adam although Adam didn't keep him on edge for too long. I loved getting face-fucked with a load of cum cooling inside me. The thought of Morgan's cock sliding through Adam's cum was fucking hot.

Two boys working on me below the waist made it easy for me to be ready when Morgan arched back, thrust up into me one final time and climaxed amidst curses. My cum flowed steadily into Adam's mouth after a powerful explosion. Adam reappeared from beneath me with a few traces of cum around his mouth. I let Morgan kiss him clean. The boys were surprised when I asked to be helped upright.

“The love and joy I feel when I think of you boys in my life overwhelms me every time I think of it.” I sad brushing away some tears. “Can you imagine how intense it is when we're fucking?”

“Rohan, such language.” Morgan said laughing and hugging me. “I love it when you curse. You do it so seldom.”

“Except when he cums after a spanking.” Adam said. “Then he'd make a sailor and cheap whore blush.”

“Thank you guys for giving me something no amount of money can buy.” I told them. “Now let's not keep people from their beds any longer.”

We returned to the others to see Henry and Lucille engaged talking to Lawrence. They were discussing the rate for their room which had unsurprisingly become a suite. Lawrence it appeared had taken a leaf from my book and had booked out all the standard rooms. Henry was saying a few rooms looked empty.

“Henry, nobody who accuses you later will be there tonight.” Lawrence said. “The hotel records will show a large sports team with cheerleaders had booked the rooms but had to cancel at the last minute. You are planning on treating me with no hint of favoritism regardless of what I do aren't you?”

“Yes, of course I am.” Henry said.

“Then it doesn't matter. What I do for you it is nothing more a thank you for me and all gay couples who will no longer run into interference when working with the city council.” Lawrence said calmly. “You aren't being bribed. I'm not taking offense that you would think I would try because I understand you must be above board in your work. After spending time with Morgan it comes as no surprise you are a man of unfailing integrity.”

“Thank you, Lawrence.” Leslie said kissing his cheek. “That's very sweet of you. Henry, it isn't right in your view of how things ought to be done but you know you will not be giving Lawrence special treatment. You enjoy showing your appreciation to to others by sending them flowers so allow Lawrence to do the same. Lawrence hasn't asked for more than being treated fairly. As long as Lawrence is okay with the imaginary sports team then everything is fine. Now thank Lawrence and let's head off on this walk with the others. Morgan tells me it is a traditional end to the day. I'm honored to be invited.”

“You learned that trick from Rohan, didn't you?” Morgan asked Lawrence as we headed down the road. “He tried it on Dylan when they first met. Something about the multiple layers of reality and our ability to create any reality or multiple ones when we wanted. He used the example of schizophrenia which I think is a pretty good one. Dad, you can chat with Rohan about it next week. Come join us for dinner. Some of it stuck but a lot went over my head.”

“Leslie we have a family member who has just been diagnosed with schizophrenia.” Henry explained. “I'd be delighted if you joined our conversation because your more orthodox, professional view of the matter would be easier for me to grasp. That's if Rohan doesn't mind sharing.”

“I'm curious to hear what he has to say and Lao might also know of some herbs to help.” Leslie told him. “I doubt we'll have time this weekend but do join us for dinner next week.”

“Don't forget the healer at the monastery.” Tracy added. “I had a chat with him. He didn't sound Asian to me. Although his name might be. Mun is who you want to speak to. I'll text you the phone number.”

“He's from Iceland.” I told them. “His name means 'will' which is fitting because he has a strong will and if there's any chance of healing he will find a way to do it. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for him.”

“You miss him a lot don't you?” Dylan asked. “I don't know how many days the Abbot said you needed to spend with them but plan on going up two days earlier and spending time with Mun. Us boys will come up a day earlier and spend time with him as well if he'll allow it.”

“Mun loves sharing his healing skills and knowledge. You don't need to worry about him saying no to you guys hanging out with him.” I told Dylan. “Good night, Sanne. Thank you for everything.”

“Morgan, you were right this is a lovely way to end the day.” Lucille told him. “Why did the two of you slip off with Rohan earlier or don't I want to know.”

“Us three boys want to thank Rohan for building the cottage so we took him aside for some sex as the first part of his thank you.” Morgan told her matter-of-factly. “Dylan or me will thrash him later to complete the thank you.”

“You're okay with this Rohan?” Lucille asked in surprise.

“Yes, it is good for the boys to know all what's involved in spanking somebody.” I replied. “Who better than to try it on than me? I'm kind of flattered they'd want to spank an old geezer like me.”

“Huh, anybody who ever saw your cute butt would understand why we choose you.” Adam said. “We also learn a lot of street cred because we can spank our dad when we want. The former school bully doesn't feel so bad because he sees Dylan as being a bigger bully than him. He knows he didn't stand a chance if Dylan can bully Rohan.”

“Speaking of the bully how is he?” Tracy asked. “Leslie, I think the boys needs to have some play time and he'd be a good guy to hang out with. Good idea, Sophie, we'll have him over for a day on the weekend.”

“The bully is actually helping with Rohan's school project.” Morgan said. “I'll explain more on Monday night if you'd like, Dad. Dylan thought it great to do two healthy meals at school but some kids are only able to afford one meal a day. Who knows better which kids don't have money than the school bully who's been taking protection money from the other kids? He's working with the principal's secretary to send a letter to these families saying they are eligible for help from a new project and can receive the meals for free.”

“We've also put out the word that if there are kids in families where the parents are dipping into their grocery fund to pay for meals at school because of pride or to prevent their kids from being teased they ought to have a quiet word with him.” Adam added. “Mom, it's easier for kids to chat with other kids about things. The other members of his group have also gotten on board. Dylan encouraged them and laid out some ground rules. Word got out that Dylan guaranteed complete confidentiality would be maintained.

Sophie, every day more and more of Rohan comes out in Dylan. When he explained he would consider a breach of confidentiality as the greatest dishonor towards him and would respond accordingly the expression on his face reminded me of Rohan making certain we ate enough greens.”

“The fact he was holding a tawes in his hand while explaining the rules to the guys helped them see the light quite quickly. I think if he hadn't been holding the tawes they would have agreed.” Morgan said. “A real pity they agreed so readily because there are one or two of them I'd liked to have spanked. No, Dad, not because of anything they did to me. I wanted to spank them because they are really cute. Does that bother you?”

“No, son, it doesn't.” Henry said. “I wish I was as brave as you are at your age. Speaking so frankly and openly with your folks about sex and sexuality says a lot about your trust in us. This means a lot to us. Thank you.”

“Yes, dear, it makes me proud you feel like you can chat to us about anything.” Lucille said kissing the top of his head. “Thank you, Rohan, for letting our son bully you.”

“Don't let them know but I quite enjoy it.” I told Lucille.

“You enjoy it? Then why all the protests when we want to have you on the receiving end?” Dylan asked.

“How else would I get you boys to agree to all those sexual favors I get in return for being on the receiving end?” I asked him.

“Scoundrel, your end will be receiving a thorough working over when I get you alone in a few minutes.” Dylan promised.

“You're welcome to seek refuge at my cottage.” Elaine offered. “What do you mean there's not enough room? There were four of us on the bed today with room to spare.”

“Morgan and Adam are on call if you need company tonight.” I told her. “Trust me when I say if you need them and don't call them you'll be getting a sound spanking in that cottage of yours first thing tomorrow morning. This is not something you can hide and you know it.”

“They decided this on their own? You didn't suggest it?” Elaine asked.

“No, this was just them being caring. That's why they took me aside earlier.” I explained. “They wanted you to know they weren't missing out. Personally I think it is the thought of having hot chocolate in a straw bale cottage with a pretty young lady that motivated this idea. Can't say I blame them. You make a delicious hot chocolate.”

“Here I was thinking it was the opportunity to see me naked.” Elaine said drawing the two boys into a hug as a few tears trickled down her cheeks. “You boys are the sweetest. Thank you. I think I have whipping cream in the fridge but let's steal some of Rohan's just to be safe.”

“We can slip it back into the fridge tomorrow before he notices.” Adam said.

“These boys need to work on their sneak factor a little.” Abby said. “All this honesty and openness seems unnatural. Henry, I think it is great but kids should try getting away with things. I just need a little longer to adjust. Trevor remind me to steal some of Rohan's whiskey before we head to our tent. Purely to help me adjust. Dylan, I'm counting on you to keep him distracted while I commit the theft.”

“I doubt he'll see much tied face down on the bed.” Dylan said. “Leslie, I'm not mad at him for playing us the way he did. J is right in saying we should have been paying attention and figured it out. You don't expect me to let an opportunity to thrash Rohan pass do you? All it requires is pretending to be mad. A small investment for a lot of pleasure.”

“Abby, I think I'll steal some whiskey as well.” Leslie said. “I'll have to work on the boys' sneak factor in our sessions together. They obviously have a lot to learn. Games within games are more fun when they are kept as a surprise.”

“Why didn't we think of that?” Adam asked.

“We don't have a trained mind like Leslie.” Morgan answered from alongside Elaine.

“There's a surprise for you.” Tracy said. “Looks like it isn't Rohan corrupting the boys but Leslie. I think it will be good for them. Easy for me to say when I get to watch the fun from the sidelines with a bowl of Tipsy and custard in hand.”

“Say good night to everybody, Dad.” Dylan told me. “I have to take you upstairs so the theft of your whipped cream and whiskey can take place without you knowing about it. Two minutes after I take him upstairs Rohan won't remember anything about these crimes, I promise.”

We went outside to see Henry, Lucille and Samantha off to the hotel. They promised to text us when they left the hotel in the morning so we could have breakfast ready right when they got here. I reassured them I was more than happy to get an early start. There were a lot of momentous announcements to make tomorrow so an early start would be good for us.

“Keep an eye on him, Rohan.” my housekeeper told me. “Dylan, you don't need a trained mind to see what your intentions are. I wouldn't leave the two of them alone if I didn't trust Rohan to keep things within reasonable bounds, Sophie. They may seem unreasonable to us but I trust Rohan's judgment completely in these matters.”

“Dylan, what you have planned is no game.” I told him sternly when he began to protest. “You will have to trust me to judge how far to let you go and trust it will be enough for you to satisfy your needs. No doubt those three whip cream thieves will be worried and banging on our door early tomorrow morning but they will have to trust me as well. Let's go upstairs, Dylan. Let the thievery begin!”

I pulled a chair out and positioned it in front of the door to the balcony. Then we both shed our clothing quickly. Trust is a two-way street I explained to Dylan so there will be no restraints. I will not submit to this if I am unable to help you. Yes, I trust you but it is irresponsible to take risks. You may get distracted or I may have misjudged your intent just a fraction and will need to bring the session to an end. I will remember to make your education in bondage a part of the schedule and put it on our communal calendar I promised.

“That paddle is a good choice.” I complimented him. “Now sit down on the floor in front of me and place it on your lap. Let's do a little grounding to begin. By settling ourselves we can go further. Now place your hands in mine and let's do some energy mingling. What is your intention for this spanking you are giving me?”

“Growth and reconnection with my shadow side.” Dylan said. “I have learned a lot since the last time and want to see if there is a change.”

“I will guide you through the entire spanking.” I said. “There isn't time for me to demonstrate or to go into lengthy explanations. You are perceptive enough and strong enough to go in cold and come out hot. Speaking of coming out hot let's get that lubricant applied now. There will be no shame in cumming before the spanking ends.”

“We're really making it that intense?” Dylan asked. “Stand still while I hug you for trusting me so much. You're going to sore in the morning aren't you? Tracy will insist on inspecting your butt. I'll make certain J and Adam are present to defend our case. Kiss me and let's begin.”

“We're establishing contact and getting our mind focused on what is about to happen.” I said as we started with twelve light swats delivered at an easy pace. “Now make the next stroke twice as hard. Keeping increasing the force after every third swat by half again as hard. That's perfect. Keep part of your attention on what is happening within. Another part needs to keep you grounded.

A three-way split of your focus may seem challenging now but within a month or two you will be up to a five way split. I wouldn't ask you if I didn't think you were capable. The secret is to trust your mind. Let your thought shift from one to another and trust a part will stay focused on the last thing you thought of. Hold that intensity for another dozen or so smacks.”

Fucking hell his ass is just a shade less red than when I put down the paddle for that first full thrashing Dylan thought. How fitting that my shadow-side stirring happens in my cock first. The grounding seems to make its stirring more languid. Fucking hell if Dad is going to be spanked all the way through its awakening then not even J and Adam will save us. Now he wants me to delve deeper into that energy.

“You want me to help it awaken quicker? How? Okay. Got it. Call it forth. Focus on it and multiply it. Add a little of the chi from the grounding. “Fuck me!” Dylan cried out loudly as his attempts to draw forth his shadow side resulted in spectacular success.

Never missing a beat with the spanking Dylan kept his arm swinging while he faced the side of him he least wanted to see. I knew the feeling he had just experienced. Imagine a snarling dog jumping up at you with paws on your chest and it's mouth right in your face. A mouth that could crush your bones like paper. Add to this image the knowledge that this dog's appearance is the one from your worse nightmare and you'll have some idea of what Dylan unleashed.

“Ground yourself, Dylan. Deeper. Deeper. Ground. It's a fucking illusion, Son.” I roared back at him. “Focus on smacking my ass. Twice as hard. Three way split. Beat me, boy. Stay with me. Let that puppy snarl and whimper. Feed it a sliver of my ass.”

Dylan fed it a slightly larger sliver than I'd been expecting which reminded me you cannot hold any expectations when a shadow-side comes into play. The spanking got brutal for a few minutes. Pain exploded within me and I had to leave him alone as I fed it to my shadow side that had woken to defend me. The last thing I needed was two of these puppies to control. Fucking hell this was fun! What a fucking adrenaline rush. Ground, ground I told myself. Feed that pain to it. I was losing myself in all this turmoil yet managed to keep a grip on Dylan. The one piece of solidity among all this crazy energy. Anchoring myself to this love I rode the storm out.

Layers upon layers a small part of Dylan's mind reminded him in a voice that sounded just like Lao. Was this a three-way or a four-way split? Fuck why am I quibbling over this when all Hell is breaking loose within me and I'm bringing serious pain to my dad's ass Dylan asked himself. Focus on the layers. Suddenly Dylan understood. Layers touch but they don't mix. Keeping his mind focused on three different things kept each part of it separate from the other. His shadow side could exist on one layer while his feelings existed on another and on another layer of reality he was joyfully spanking his dad. Pick and choose your experience from moment to moment with you thoughts he told himself.

The beast howled within him but now it's feral cries didn't bother him. Looking down he was overcome by the redness of my ass. Fuck I can feel the heat from his scorched flesh without touching it. Knowing that to stop would be too great a shock Dylan eased back on the force of the spanking without waiting for my instruction. These last twelve strokes proved the hardest because they had to get lighter slowly. The tears he shed he shed without shame.

I let him finish spanking me without further instructions. How proud I felt of him as he instinctively eased up. No longer afraid of the pain but drawn back by the lessening of it I became aware of my body. Fully and painfully aware of it. Thank the gods I know of the sexual arousal pain can bring I thought as I sought to bring more and more of that pleasure to my burning flesh. The healing would have to wait.

“Please, Dylan. Please fuck me.” I urged. “You've been so incredible. Would you like one more wild ride?”

“I can't hurt you any more can I?” Dylan asked as he set the paddle aside. “Yes, my shadow side is still there. Layers upon layers. Scoundrel, are you sure? No I'd love it. I'm just blown away that you think I can do it. Why the fuck not?”

When Dylan slid his cock into my battered ass we both took it as the signal to focus on our shadow side. Letting all conscious awareness of the other layers of our world fall away we let slip our hounds and sex became war. A war raged within ourselves as we slipped deeper and deeper into our inner darkness. I'd never tried this with anybody before. All my faith was in the creative energy I trusted was present in our seed. Let's see if there's enough light in our life-giving cum to draw us back.

Dylan thrust his body against me with more force than ever before. I had no doubt he was trying to rip me apart and I didn't care. Split me! Set me free from this imprisoning flesh. Whatever the price I was willing to pay it. The only thoughts during our fucking were of pleasure and breaking free. Blood was trickling down my back and hips from where Dylan had scratched me. This felt so right. Necessary. Letting go of that last remnant of me was so tempting. Holding back because I knew I might be needed to rescue Dylan tore at my heart. Coward! Weak! Commit! My mind screamed at me.

“Cum, Dylan! Cum.” I cried in desperation. “Please, Son, please cum!”

Moments later a sobbing Dylan was lying folded over me. The tears had flowed freely before he'd even stopped pumping cum into me. Now his body shook with sobs. I was so happy to hear them. My son was back. He'd done it. Taken a ride with me that I couldn't imagine sharing with anybody else. The relief I felt at having him back eased the physical pain. Before long it would be back and I'd really feel it. I had a few minutes.

“Dylan, would you like to help this old geezer with his hurts?” I asked in my most exaggerated feeble voice. “Gramps could do with a little healing before he realizes how much fun he's had.”

“Lao hasn't taught me how.” Dylan said.

“There's nothing to it.” I told him. “Let me show you a little. Those other old geezers can teach you properly later.”

We laid a towel beneath my hips to keep the blood from my scratches off the carpet. I stretched out full length on the floor and asked Dylan to place his hands on my shoulders. Imagine the energy flowing up from the earth through you and down through your arms. Let the energy continue to flow from your arms into me. My body soaked up whatever energy he sent my way as quickly as it flowed into me. I quietly did some extra energy work on myself. Whatever help I could get I was going to take.

How long we continued I do not know. All I do know is that it was a very, very long time before we felt willing to stop. Then I rolled over and drew him down on top of me. We kissed and held each other for a while bathed in the moonlight.

“Damn that was fun.” I whispered in his ear with a chuckle.

“Scoundrel, I'm trying to stay mad at you.” Dylan told me with a smile. “You stoked that fire until it engulfed me on so many layers. What a fucking blast! I may not want to rush into a similar experience soon but damn it was good. Are you feeling better?”

“Much better thanks to you.” I told him.

“Huh, don't think I didn't feel you sending energy back into me right before we stopped.” Dylan said.

“Yes but I wouldn't have been able to without your help.” I told him. “Thank you. Now let's go shower and treat these war wounds of mine.”

“One day I'll write a school paper about when making love becomes making war.” Dylan said getting up off me and offering me a hand up.

I put the bloodstained towel and some other clothes into the washer before joining him in the shower. Then I let him treat my scratches with some salve and cover them with some gauze pads to stop any blood from getting on the bed linens. Dylan laughed at me with my patchwork of gauze. I looked over my shoulder at my back in the mirror and laughed with him. Let them get upset I thought. My son had ridden the hounds of Hell with me.

“Holy crap.” Dylan said glancing at the clock. “It's two am. We were at that for four hours.”

“I'll make certain you aren't disturbed before eight.” I told him as we snuggled in the middle of the bed. “Oh, I'll be up at around six-thirty. Don't waste time in an argument you won't win. You'll sleep for six hours so the sooner you get started the sooner I'll wake you.”

Dawn was breaking when I woke and stepped on to the balcony. I noticed Leslie leading Ivan down to a secluded spot on the lake shore. Dressed only in my bandages I went downstairs and whipped up a small batch of crepes. I filled them with a mixture of strawberries and melted chocolate. Then I set them on a tray with a bowl of whipped cream. A couple of glasses and a bottle of champagne completed the treat. Once I'd set the tray outside Leslie's tent I headed back to the kitchen to make some profiteroles. A tray or two of biscotti went into the oven.

When the three expected early visitors entered I had my back to the door. I was so caught up in the joy of making these treats and thinking of my announcement about Poland I forgot about my nudity.

“What happened to you?” a startled Morgan asked. The other two just gasped.

“Way too much good stuff for me to try to explain.” I said with my back still to them.

“Best give it a try.” Leslie said. “Those crepes and champagne will only buy you so much goodwill.”

“They look a lot worse than they are. I only put the gauze on as a precaution.” I told them. “No sense in risking staining the sheets with blood. One of you can take a look if you don't want to trust me.”

“Dad's right.” Adam said after pulling the gauze pad slightly away from my back and then taping it back to me. “His butt isn't too red either. Leslie you can stay happy at him for the surprise of the crepes.”

“And champagne.” Leslie added stepping over to kiss me. “Somebody please get him a robe. Hardly decent of me to kiss a naked man who isn't my fiancé. How did you know?”

“I was on the balcony when you went for your walk.” I told her. “Thank you for staying to enjoy the sunrise and giving me time to make the crepes. Breakfast crepes will be a splendid idea. Thanks Adam. Elaine please don't disturb Dylan. I want him to rest for another hour. Yes, he's all yours at eight thirty.”

“Dad's just fine.” Adam said when my housekeeper entered the cabin at eight. “He was in the kitchen and naked when we got here. I got to inspect him and his ass is not nearly as red as the last time. The scratches under the gauze pads aren't bad either but we will need to treat them frequently with a salve.”

“Thanks, Adam.” I said.

“What scratches?” my housekeeper asked. “Are you hiding them with that robe?”

“I asked him to put it on.” Leslie said handing her a cup of coffee. “Now that I'm engaged it seemed more fitting to kiss a man in a robe than a naked man.”

“You can see the scratches when I take the gauze off for my shower.” I told my housekeeper when she'd finished congratulating Leslie. “Dylan is sleeping in until eight thirty, Sophie. You all knew beforehand it would be an extraordinary bout of sex so a few scratches shouldn't surprise you. Once Elaine's woken Dylan we will take a shower and then you can chat to him.”

“Rohan may not have time to tell us all about it this weekend.” J said when he had finished congratulating Leslie. “A hunch. That's all, Sophie. Breakfast crepes will be good but you'd better have some food for Bram to cook on his fire pit. I saw them heading up the road on my way to the cabin. Leslie why don't you give me a hand carrying the sausage and bacon out there so Bram can offer his congratulations.”

When J told us Ivan was at the fire pit we all headed over to congratulate him. Lawrence and Richard saw the gathering and joined us. Elaine took me by the hand and led me back to the cabin at eight thirty. My housekeeper insisted on doing the inspection. She told me she believed Adam's assessment but wanted to make certain I got the scratches treated properly. I held her close outside the bathroom as Elaine slipped in to wake Dylan. The partly opened door allowed us to hear the sounds of the wake up kisses she gave him. Dylan blushed when my housekeeper asked what magic Elaine had worked to get him out of bed so quickly.

Elaine took my housekeeper downstairs for some coffee but warned us they'd be back in twenty minutes to treat my back. Before she left my housekeeper told Dylan she wasn't upset with him and hoped he'd enjoyed himself. His answering smile lit up the cabin and caused her to laugh. The best so far he told them. The moment we entered the bathroom I sank to my knees and gave him a blowjob. Then he tenderly took the gauze pads off my back and washed me. While I was washing him I gave him his second blowjob of the morning.

The knock on the bathroom door came just as Dylan handed me a towel. My housekeeper took the towel from me saying it would be easier for her to do my back. I showed her the salve we'd used last night. My housekeeper kissed us both gently before leaving us to dress. Dylan promised we'd dress up a little both for Leslie's official engagement announcement and my surprise.

“Let's go check on the meat and find out when Morgan's folks will be here.” I said when we joined the others in the kitchen.

Leslie thanked Dylan with three kisses for dressing me in the brown shirt she admired. Morgan and Adam were leading Richard and Lawrence to us from the trees. We all pretended not to notice the blushes on the two adults. The blushes became even more noticeable when Adam told Dylan they'd been thanking Lawrence for his part in building the cottage while we were in the shower. Morgan's folks and sister had arrived around nine. Elaine gave me a hand making breakfast crepes. Dylan went around offering biscotti to everybody. Adam and Morgan got green smoothie duty.