The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Twenty-Eight


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“Good morning, Lindsey.” I said answering the phone next to the bed. “Well if Lawrence wants to get us up this early then now is a perfect time to have breakfast delivered. Thank you. Give me a minute to slip on a robe unless you're bringing it to our room. I'll have a robe on and Tim will be safely beneath the covers. We can muster a modicum of decency.”


“Huh? Who's decent?” Tim said stirring.


“Nobody yet.” I said leaning over to kiss him as I fastened my robe. “That's our breakfast at the door.”


There were two carts so I gave each waiter a $50 bill and promised not to tell Lawrence they accepted a tip. Tim got them to laugh by saying naughty boys got spanked. I kept them laughing by saying he'd be over my knees as soon as I had eaten my breakfast.


“Well if breakfast is our foreplay let's get started.” Tim declared removing a plate cover.


When he finally finished laughing Tim set my plate cover on his cart because my cart had twice as much food as his. I ignored his chortling and set about enjoying breakfast. My last bite was almost cold because along with breakfast we enjoyed a lot of kisses. The moment I set my plate on the cart Tim pressed himself against me. Yes terming breakfast foreplay was a good analogy I agreed. Both of us had finished breakfast I also agreed. How do I know the boy attached to the lovely ass I am fondling has been naughty I wondered aloud.


“Allow me to prove beyond even an unreasonable doubt how naughty that scurvy knave has been.” Tim began. “One can safely assume willingly waiting three years to carry out his naughty behavior makes it premeditated. A kiss would signify an agreement. Glad we agree. The scurvy knave then proceeded to allow a fine, upstanding gentleman to remove his clothing knowing full well the sight of his naked body would prove irresistible and lead to all sorts of wonderfully wicked acts involving sucking, fucking and hopefully the capture of that gentleman's heart.


I believe this has come to pass. Ah, there's the confirmation kiss. This is before we come to the naughtiness of refusing to relinquish the heart he waited so patiently to capture. Now if such a scurvy knave has not been naughty enough to deserve a spanking then nobody shall ever be naughty enough to earn one.”


“Good points, scurvy knave.” I said swatting his butt gently beneath the covers. “Consider yourself spanked.”


“Scoundrel, I'll be buggered by an elephant in a pink dress before I consider that a spanking.” Tim said shoving aside the covers. “I think because I went to all the trouble to prove my naughtiness I will choose the where and how of my spanking. Lindsey is such a sweetheart. I see she hung up the paddle on a coat hanger without saying a word.”


Tim returned to pull me from the bed. After a few kisses and some light swats to my ass because Tim couldn't bear the thought of the cold paddle on his ass he led me to the seating area. I took the paddle from him as he bent forward. Damn his eagerness was extremely arousing. Before the paddle I applied my rod diligently for several wonderful minutes.


“Oh, that's cruel! Are you in the habit of leaving young lads half-fucked?” Tim asked when I stepped aside.


“Only the really naughty ones.” I said resting the paddle against his ass. “The ones who steal hearts and get old geezers hot and bothered with even their most chaste kisses.”


“Then you ought not to leave me in my hot and bothered state.” Tim said. “I cannot imagine you would find my chaste kisses arousing. A simple, plain lad like me could hardly... Ouch! Ow!”


“There is no naughtier behavior than to belittle yourself even in jest.” I said seriously. “Now stand up.”


I drew him into my arms and held him. Tim said he was sorry. In that moment I knew how Dylan had felt when I belittled or downplayed my skills.


“Oh, Tim, sweet boy it is not your actions or words that have made me cry.” I said as tears started flowing. “You see I used to do the same and Dylan would spank me. I thought it a game but you have shown me how blind I have been. Tell me if I am wrong when I say every time I belittled myself I reduced the value of the gift I gave him because that gift was me. I am so proud to have you in my life. A blessing beyond imagining. Then to watch as you belittle yourself is like watching you throw dirt on the gift. Did I cause him such pain?”


“I'm so sorry, Love. Really I am.” Tim said starting to cry.


“Hush, dear Tim. I'm to blame.” I said stroking his back. “You did what you had to do for me to realize what I'd done to the boys. Oh, gods I am such a fool. No, I can't phone the boys because they might not know. Do you mind if I call Leslie?”


“I'll call her right after I call Lindsey.” Tim said. “Lindsey do you have a minute to bring us a bottle of champagne? I'm afraid we need you to bring it to our room because neither of us are dressed. Thank you. The door is open.


Hello Leslie. Well I don't know if anything is wrong. He needs your advice and guidance. Well we both do. Is now a good time for you? We could meditate for a bit or drink that champagne that Lindsey has just delivered. Yes we could both do with a glass. Do you mind if I put you on speakerphone? Thanks.”


“Thank you Tim for helping Rohan.” Leslie said when I repeated what I'd told Tim. “Adam realized it first because you mirrored it for him just as Tim has done for you. The other boys talked to him about it. They approached me on one of the rare days you were away. I told them you really didn't know what you were doing and it was part of the role you were playing. The one of absent-minded professor. They agreed to wait for the day when you shed that role. I told them on that day you would stop belittling yourself. Thanks to Tim that day is today.”


“Where are the boys? Oh, they're driving up with you.” I said. “You're about an hour from the hotel. Can you spare me some time with them? Please.”


“Rohan we'll make the time.” Leslie said. “Are you sure we won't disturb you?”


“Leslie send the boys to us on their own.” Tim said. “We'll be done in an hour or close enough to done for it not to matter.”


“Stay close to the front desk and we'll call Lindsey if we need you.” I said. “Thank you, Leslie, for helping them.”


“We're sending you some flowers.” Tim said. “I will reward those boys for their trust and patience. I have a conspiracy. I mean I have a plan in mind. Right now I need Rohan to finish spanking and fucking me. Come on my Love. My ass awaits.”


Leslie laughed at Tim's total disregard for decorum and told us to have fun before she ended the call. Holding more than one item or point of focus in your mind avoids the perils of suppressing stuff. Well it does for me. I moved the bottle of champagne safely away from the seating area. Then I placed the second bottle in the fridge. Holding Tim's hands I taught him some of Lao's grounding exercises. We kissed. The boy let some happy memories of our time together surface. I waited while these memories eased the ache in his heart. Then I bent him over and spanked him.


“Does this ouch, ouch gift come with a receipt?” Tim asked moments later. “This can't be the warm-up. No, I'm not warm I'm fucking hot. Damn that smarts.”


“You deserve nothing less.” I said concentrating on his body language.


Tim really was feeling it. No matter what I said he wanted me to punish him for causing me such pain. I was very careful to stay well away from that level of spanking. This more than the time constraints caused me to draw the spanking short.


“No, my Love, I won't punish you.” I said as I entered him. “The boys will heal our hurts. Right now I want to use your ass. You better wring every drop of cum from me or by god I will take you again and again until you do.”


“Isn't fucking me again and again your plan anyway?” Tim asked. “Then fuck me. Please. Make a mess inside of me.”


Tim was leaning forward with his forearms on the seat. This pressed his ass back and up at me. I used it hard. Eventually the force of my thrust drove him to his knees. I sank down with him to keep up the pounding. Until the boys healed us I needed to lose myself in the sex. The sensations of his ass on my cock. Tim's cries of pleasure. You're fucking a fifteen year old boy you lucky bastard I reminded myself. The least you can do is enjoy it! This is your mate. A boy brave enough to marry you.


Remembering his courage and his choice to marry me was what it took for me to open my heart to him just as I had done yesterday. Tim felt the energy shift and relaxed beneath me. I still needed to face the boys but everything was okay between me and Tim. We finished the fuck as two people connected in love on all levels. I had flipped him over and had him sitting on the edge of the seat so I could gaze into his eyes when he climaxed. Cum arced through the air to land on his chest and stomach. When I had licked him clean I carried him to the bathroom.


My beloved smiled as I paused to phone Lindsey with him still folded in half against my chest. Three hooligans are on their way and will want to give you lots of kisses I warned her. Your best defense is to send them on to me with three more champagne glasses I advised. There was a limit to how much I could rush a shower with Tim. We were still quick enough to kneel naked on our haunches in front of the altar before the boys arrived.


I heard the sound of glasses being set on the coffee table. Adam knelt to my left. Dylan knelt between me and Tim. Morgan knelt on Tim's right. They never said a word but waited. We meditated for five minutes before I began speaking. I made no attempt to hide the pain I felt. The sorrow could be clearly heard in my voice even if they couldn't see my tears.


“Glad you've finally shed that absent-minded role completely.” Dylan said when I finished. “I'm pretty certain Tim will prefer being married to my dad instead of some old, smelly professor.”


“I hope so.” Adam said. “The guy at the wedding ceremony yesterday wasn't the absent-minded professor.”


“All done?” Morgan asked. “Can we get on with drinking some champagne, please.”


Tim pulled him over his bent knees and began spanking him. My sons hugged me and we watched Morgan's spanking. The spanking continued until I had filled five glasses. I promised we'd find some more champagne when we went to the kitchen.


“Are you certain you want me to leave you alone with these three?” I asked Tim when the boys finished dressing us. “That could prove dangerous for you.”


“What you mean is you're worried about your safety.” Tim said kissing me at the door. “Safety is a relative concept. Scoot. The sooner you go the sooner we can rejoin you.”


Leslie smiled when I told her the boys pretty much said they were glad I had finished playing that role and they were happy to have the real me around. They're conspiring with Tim and reassuring him we're all okay with what happened. The boys asked my housekeeper if they could stay and help me cook for an hour. Tammy said she had stuff to take care of at the hotel but was going to the cabin in a couple of hours and could give them a lift. I promised not to get the boys drunk just tipsy. Tracy decided tipsy was perfectly fine. Then she thanked us for coming out of our room to cook. Tim leered and said it was either cook for her or make a meal of her. He was such a sweet boy before he married you Tracy told me. Now look at him. I do I replied. Often.


Clifton told us everybody was camping out at the cabin. He was sorry we had to stay in the hotel so the others could get some sleep. Marikie knows me way too well I told him. Tim let him ride on his shoulders to the car. Tracy told me they'd try to resist looking at my new house but no promises. I told her I understood. Then she told me to have fun cooking but to spend time with Tim. My housekeeper asked if she needed to get Lawrence to take pictures to reassure her and Tracy. Everything will be fine I promised her. The boys promised to only have one more glass of champagne.


Bram has arranged to have a spit set up over the fire pit for the lamb I told the boys. The brisket and pork will cook underneath the lamb in the coals. Yes it will mean an early start for Bram but he'll go to bed early tonight. I know it's a lot of work which is why I am making everything today. You boys are about to learn how to make the smoky and regular cheese sauce. Stephen already had cauliflower and broccoli being lightly steamed for us. I took the boys through it once and left them to it. Petersen had stopped in to see if we needed a hand so I left him to help the boys if they needed.


I took Tim over to a baking area. Leif told our assistant chefs to keep our hands full of dough or else we'd have them full of each other. Tim's a natural I told him when he asked how we kissed and kneaded dough at the same time. Tim asked if he wanted to see what else we could do while kneading dough. Leif swatted us both quite firmly. I complimented him on the swats which hastened his departure.


When Tammy came over to collect the boys we had our round of champagne. The help from the boys and extra assistants had put us ahead of schedule but Tim chose to power through and finish early instead of taking a break now. We worked for another four hours on the salads, sides and desserts. Tim smiled when he saw me keeping my promise to make some comparison pecan and key lime pies. Bram had found a metalsmith to make a dome to set on top of the solid plates on the fire pit. This would allow us to heat the pies before serving. The tipsy tart would heat in some steam baths. Making fresh custard wouldn't be a problem.


Now that the boys were gone I prepared the cake mix for Adam's birthday cakes. The amount of cake mix required to fill all four cake tins had rendered Tracy speechless when we had bought them. I'd laughed in delight at the thought of making cake mix and frosting by the gallon. The assistant chefs got really excited when they saw the size of the cake tins. Petersen told them we were making three of them because I wanted to go overboard. Stephen smiled and told me he'd set aside a walk-in fridge for the cakes. I'd frost one with Tim. Stephen and Petersen would frost another. The assistant chefs would do the third.


Tim was definitely tipsy when Lawrence and Richard dragged us away. You can frost the cake in the morning Petersen told us. Stephen assured me we'd left him with plenty to serve tonight at the restaurant. Petersen simply said my housekeeper had placed him in charge of deciding when we had cooked enough food and he had decided we had made enough. Even Tim was protesting we still had stuff to do when Richard took his hand and led him away. Lawrence got me to admit if they didn't drag me from the kitchen I'd keep cooking.


Lindsey told us the bottle of champagne she was holding would go very nicely with a long soak in a bubble bath. She promised to bring us another box of chocolates when I told her my beloved had a very sweet tooth. Tim thought the bath with champagne and chocolate was brilliant. Well deserving of the three kisses he gave to Lawrence, Richard and Lindsey. Then he took my hand and increased the pace.


“Champagne and chocolate are nice enough but the thought of you inside me inside a bubble bath is so hot. Come on Scoundrel you have your marital duties to perform.” Tim said. “Somebody did say they wanted me really sore on Monday morning. Time's passing. Gods I had so much fun cooking with you.”


“How he cooked with his hand glued to your ass I haven't figured out.” Lawrence said. “Yes, Rohan, I got plenty of pictures. Lindsey got some as well. She's too polite to ask so I'll ask on her behalf if you'd mind her using some of those naked pictures in a school project. They have to use some sample pictures and explain about the angle, light and composition.”


“Why would he mind?” Tim asked. “The guy is in amazing shape for somebody the Native Americans call He-Who-Runs-With-Dinosaurs. Oh, yes there is the religious order thingy.”


“Nobody believes our Order exists anyway.” I said calmly. “I'm gay. Nobody within the Order has a problem with it. They know I bed young teens. I have the support and blessings of everybody who matters so go ahead. All I ask is you let us have a look at them first. You've no doubt seen them already.”


“My sweetheart was up at seven this morning looking at them.” Richard said. “They inspired a great morning. I'm keeping a set. A lot cheaper and more effective than Viagra.”


“They're incredible.” Lindsey said with a sigh. “I swear they would be a cure for homophobia. The love and joy are so clear. Tim no matter how much of a rush you're in you will stand still why I kiss the two of you. You've even got me looking at a few of our housekeepers in a different light. Rohan the ones I'm looking at now are ladies.”


Lawrence laughed and promised to point out one or two who would be happy to further her sexual education. Lindsey left us to get the chocolates.


“You guys don't waste time.” Lindsey said when she stepped into the bathroom with the chocolates. “I was only gone three minutes.”


“The thought of invading my Briton is all the motivation I need to lose my clothing quickly.” I said from within the tub. “Lawrence stopped by and filled the tub before he came to fetch us. Richard helped him light the candles.”


“Those two are so good to us.” Tim said. “Any idea what we can get them as a gift, Lindsey?”


“The orphanage is opening soon.” Lindsey said. “Why not have a picture taken of them sitting with all the kids.”


“Great idea.” I said. “I'll also have one of them with the volunteers and a third with the construction crew. One picture will be from me, another from Tim and the third from the three scurvy knaves. Tracy would be delighted to take the pictures.”


“Yes, I must leave so soon. We're frosting two of the cakes tonight so you guys can do yours in the morning.” Lindsey said leaning over to kiss us goodnight. “Room service will bring over some dinner for you guys in a while. Stay in here until you hear them leave.”


“Lindsey you are an absolute treasure.” I said. “Take a chocolate for the trip back to the kitchen. Now where were we Tim?”


“Well I'd made myself comfortable lying on top of you which required finding a good resting place for that bit that kept poking my butt.” Tim said. “I learned I prefer it stroking my butt to poking my butt. The stroking seems to have stopped for some reason. Did the company of a pretty lady get you all distracted, my Love? Perhaps this will help you refocus.”


Tim clenched his ass which definitely got me refocused. Lindsey laughed and quickly turned her back as I raised myself out of the water to pin Tim beneath me.


“Oh, Scoundrel, keep that up and I might fall in love with you.” Tim said. “Oh, I already have. Well I'll fall deeper in love then. Speaking of deeper do you think?”


“Never. Thinking is for people who want control.” I said loftily.


“Says the man who has more restraints than a state prison.” Tim said thrusting his ass back at me.


“Well I'm done restraining myself.” I said pressing myself firmly against him.


I screwed him steadily without any haste. This was my soulmate. A boy who made me feel complete when I didn't know I wasn't. The water lapped against our flesh as I watched my cock slide down into him beneath the surface of the water. Grabbing his hips I looked down at his beautiful body. While I fucked him I kept up a litany of all the things I loved about it. All the things on all levels. I held myself upright as I filled him.


The water had cooled so I lifted Tim out of the tub and dried him. Then I wrapped him in a robe because dinner hadn't been delivered yet and carried him to our seating area. I loved holding him. While I waited for dinner I kissed his neck. The alcohol was catching up with him. Tim was getting sleepy. The knock on the door woke him. Once again there were two carts. I pushed Tim up off me and asked him to tip the waiters. He didn't flinch when he saw I only had a $100 bill but handed it over while apologizing they would have to go to all the trouble of changing it into smaller bills. Yes it was terribly inconsiderate of me and I deserve a spanking for being so disorganized I agreed. Tim promised the waiters he'd tale care of it first thing in the morning.


There was no greater compliment to the meal than it kept Tim awake long enough to finish it all including dessert. Then he apologized but he had to slip into bed for a nap. I snuggled behind him. Knowing this nap would be a long one I drifted off to sleep with him. He woke me in the early hours by spanking my balls. Once I'd gotten past the initial shock I smiled at him as he took charge of our love making. Tim told me he'd fuck my ass after my morning spanking. Right now he was more than happy to slide up and down my cock. I was very happy to lie back and watch him do it.


I called the front desk to ask for a wake up call in three hours. We needed the rest I told him because we had a full emotionally charged day ahead of us and that's not including the food and drink. Tim smiled and told me we really had prepared a lot of food. I agreed with him. He promised not to let anybody else know of my confession because I was letting him spank me in a bit.


“Better send us breakfast in an hour.” I said when I answered our wake-up call. “My brave Brit is itching to spank me and we'll need time for the post-spanking sex.”


“You are such a naughty old man.” Tim told me. “No, I wouldn't have you any other way.”


We stood for a few minutes hugging and kissing. I reassured Tim teaching him how to deliver a sound spanking was a pleasure. Yes it would be like spanking myself only I never looked as good as him at fifteen. You are already ahead of the game before we start I pointed out. Tim had me explain what Juliet had told me to teach him. He knew it would have to wait for later but he was curious to know a little now. I explained about the inner smile meditation Lao was fond off. Tim asked if we could make that our daily morning meditation practice. I thought it a great idea. He told me he was happy to meditate often through the day with me.


“Rohan, my love, a honeymoon is all about getting to know each other.” Tim said. “Long walks, lengthy conversations and plenty of sex. Meditation and spirituality are a big part of your life or will be now you've let go of that old role. Lao is eager for you to spend more time channeling your Lady. I'd like to know more about her and channeling. Do you think I can do it? I'm glad she thinks I can. We'll find somebody to explain it to us and teach us more about it. No I don't mind we spent fifteen minutes of our hour chatting and kissing. I'm too hungry to delay breakfast and being a healthy horny fifteen year old I can get off pretty quickly first thing in the morning.”


Tim asked me to stand just as I had when Juliet spanked me. I had him ground himself quickly. Then I talked him through the warm-up. Relax your arm. Let your hand swing freely with the momentum of the paddle. A little more force. Good. That's perfect. Twelve of them. A kiss. Another kiss. Harder. Harder still. Up another notch. Yes! Like that. Step level with me. Straight, level blows. Now step a little forward. Feel the difference? You're doing great. Now angle the paddle and swing it in a circular motion. Strike from underneath. Up against the curve. Oh, I love it. Thank you, my Love. No don't stop. Please.


“Sorry, Love, I'm quick but I need some time.” Tim said pushing me on to the bed from the side.


He tugged me down so my ass was at the edge of the bed and stepped between my legs. Knowing I would need help to get off with him Tim immediately started jerking me off. I loved him slamming his cock into me. Tim let me know he could be talked into a jerk-off session. The thought almost got me off ahead of him. I managed to hold on a little longer.


“Just a minute.” Tim said when there was a knock at the door.


I smiled at him as he finished pumping cum into me. He told me he'd be back to clean me.


“No it really is best if I wheel these carts in myself.” Tim said. “There's a very messy hot guy lying naked on the bed. Thank you for bringing our breakfast to us.”


My beautiful Brit kept his promise to lick me clean. We decided on breakfast in bed and almost finished it before Lawrence and Richard arrived to remove the bed linens. Lawrence was adamant they needed to clean them before we left so they could be placed on the bed in my new home. Sanne, Bram and Belinda plus a host of others have already seen it so they can make up the bed Richard told me as he helped me move my breakfast to the seating area.


“Hit the showers while we lay out your clothes.” Lawrence said. “You have a cake to frost for Adam and we have the jetty project. Tim we'll keep it as a surprise if the boys haven't told you. You have ten minutes to get showered and dried. Move!”


My eagerness to get the day started and see Adam's reaction to his gifts helped us take our quickest shower yet. Richard confessed he was also eager to get the festivities started. Tim kept getting frosting on his face for the first few minutes. When Lindsey swatted my ass the problem cleared up. I slung her over my shoulder and carried her out to the car. Lawrence told her she could join the party because she had the rest of the day off. The cakes would follow in a cargo van because they were too big to fit in a car.


A large canvas tent blocked our view of the new home and healing center. This was one of our catering areas. Bram told me I'd get to see the healing center soon but I'd have to stand with my back to the new property. I readily agreed. Elaine joined us with Adam and requested I tickle him. I know he's up to something Elaine insisted.


“Rohan there is a big pile of stuff in front of my cottage that wasn't there when he sent me to bed.” Elaine said. “I wondered why the others were still up. There's something going on. The only way to find out is for you to tickle him and make love to him.”


“No, not that!” Adam said in mock terror wrapping his arms around Tim. “Save me Tim. Help me fucketeers!”


“Bram is everything ready?” I asked him. Bram nodded. “Elaine you are right in saying Adam is up to something. You see it is his birthday and being Adam he wanted to give as well as receive gifts. Naturally you were the first person he thought off. Put these work gloves on.”


“What's all that wood for?” Elaine asked when Bram and J pulled the canvas off to reveal the pre-cut timber. “Why do some of those have concrete blocks on the ends?”


“I imagine they form the uprights for the jetty we are building you.” I said. “Adam you caused it you hold her while she cries. Sit down on the porch so you can watch.”


“No we won't.” Elaine said wiping at her eyes with a handkerchief my housekeeper handed her. “I'll settle up with the birthday boy later but we will work on it together from start to finish. Come on Adam. I'll give you a birthday spanking later.”


There seemed a rather large amount of monks and nun around. They helped get the heavier uprights in place but our gang insisted on building the rest of it. Elaine kept kissing whoever was nearest to her. Adam grinned as he carried boards. He got most of Elaine's kisses but it didn't faze him. Tracy and Lawrence took plenty of pictures between them. Bram was right in predicting it wouldn't take long at all. We finished in a couple of hours.


Ivan came up to ask us if we could spare a few minutes. Adam took his hand as we walked back to the cabin. Dylan told me now wasn't the time when he saw me looking closely at the extension to the garage next to Elaine's cottage. The rectangle had become an L-shape. Tracy entered the cabin ahead of us to draw the curtains. All of us including the three boys were given a glass of champagne. When we were ready he turned on the TV screen. Our friends in Poland had gathered to wish Adam a happy birthday.


“Tomek he's been a very naughty boy so he hasn't received a single gift yet.” Elaine said. “Adam has been busy building a jetty for me so I have a place to park my boat. Can you imagine anything naughtier than giving somebody something special on your special day?”


“Giving them cobbler at six-thirty in the morning springs to mind.” Sanne said but she kissed me at the same time.


They sang a happy birthday to him in Polish. When he told them the dates for our trip they promised to have a party for him with a gift or two. Adam was quick to thank them. We listened as they gave us a quick update about the cob houses and the garden. Two of the farmers were living in their new homes. A third home was almost complete. Feliks promised they would all be built when we arrived. I thanked Wincenty for helping get it all done for us. Judyta said the farmers were doing a good job of thanking him and he'd have gained twenty pounds by the time the last house got built.


Alenka scolded us for her lovely barbecue area and dining room furniture because now people kept wanting to visit. We got another scolding when Dylan asked if she was enjoying her knitting machine. Tomek told us the socks he was wearing got knitted on it. Morgan suggested sewing a thick piece of material or leather underneath to make some into shoe socks for around the house. Judyta told her mom she'd be happy to sew these thicker pieces for her. Morgan agreed to accepting a pair if the two pretty ladies would join him for a round of vodka. Nice way to get around your dad Tracy complimented him.


“We'd love to chat longer but there's a lot to do today around here.” I said. “Thank you for calling and singing for Adam. We'll be over soon. Thank you for meeting us in Kraków.”


“No problem, Rohan. I understand you wanting to see other areas of Poland.” Feliks said. “Thank you for helping Tomek with his schooling. He is very excited and eager about his studies now.”


“Thanks to your housekeeper he is also much better behaved.” Judyta said. “Maybe even too well-behaved.”


“Rohan will fix that for you.” Sanne promised. “Let him spend a couple of hours with Tomek and you won't believe the mischief he will cause. His sons and Morgan do their best to contain the mayhem. I'd find it amusing if it were somebody else's kids.”


“You find it amusing now.” Bram said hugging her. “Now let's go show everybody the healing center.”


The healing center was a U-shape structure around an inner garden setting with tables. The massage rooms were on the left. The sauna and steam room were on the right. Between them was a series of small rooms with deep, wooden soaking tubs. There was a small kitchenette to allow us to prepare teas and smoothies. Sanne had planted some of the more common medicinal herbs in containers. Tim kissed Lawrence for providing us with a trial run about the joys of a long soak with an old codger like me.


“I'm glad you changed your mind about letting the monks and nuns know about your wedding.” Belinda said. “They are the main reason we got so many building projects completed. Everybody knows how you feel about gifts so they helped build things for you and your family.”


“Amazing what you can do with an army of motivated workers.” Bram said. “Brother Murray took the opportunity to teach them how to build a comfortable camp. The new property provided for lots of different types of camp sites.”


“We had the old Brother Murray back with us.” Stephen said. “The man has worked tirelessly and even found time to have Brother Michael help him get back into shape. Rohan it would surprise me if I ever had reason to ask you to accept chastisement for Brother Murray.”


“Clifton has been a revelation.” Belinda said. “Tammy you have every reason to burst with pride. He has led the monks in chanting the healing mantra every morning and night. I will have to give Daizan a kiss. Going to sleep after being part of a hundred plus people chanting the healing mantra has been out of this world.”


“They found it so healing we had to move them inside.” Brother Murray said. “Dylan it is a wonderful experience and it affected me the same way but I want to wait until I have lost some more weight before I take on a partner. The last thing I need to do is give myself a heart attack.”


“Sister Celeste appreciates you taking such good care of yourself.” Adam said. “I'd like you to do me a birthday favor Brother Murray. Take Sister Celeste for walk to the edge of our new jetty and tell her your plans for rekindling your sex life. She doesn't need to have sex with you now but she does need to know you are working towards bedding her.”


“Oh, stop being so coy.” Morgan said. “I swear it is the Order. Rohan was like that as well. You guys can kiss, masturbate and enjoy oral sex if you don't feel strong enough for a good solid fuck. We learned this and more in public school. Stephen you really need to look at what you are teaching your monks and nuns about sex. Now let's go back to the cabin so I can grab myself a beer. I swear you guys have a chastity-belt around the brain. Adam I'm not one of them yet so I know you want to show your Dad the reason behind the addition to the garage before you open a single gift.”


“You guys go on ahead of us.” I said scooping Morgan into my arms. “Kiss me if you must but stop squirming. You will get your beer in a moment. I'll close my eyes when I step out of the room and you can led me back to the cabin. Now get in here. No we're not taking a bath. You need to cum. I need to drink more cum.”


I held Morgan against the wall with one hand while I opened the front of his pants. His cock sprung out right in front of my mouth. Morgan grabbed hold of my head as I took him inside me. He squirmed for a couple of minutes before feeding me his sweet load.


“Do you need a second sucking?” I asked.


“No, thank you. I'm feeling a lot better. Thank you, Rohan. You were right. I needed that.” Morgan said as I set him down and fastened his pants. “Let's go find a beer or two.”


Morgan assured everybody I had kept my eyes closed as he took the beer I handed him. Adam, Dylan and Tim each got one of their own as well. I was eager to see the reason for the addition to the garage. Maybe it's a special playroom Tim said as we headed over. You could say that Sophie told him.


“Rohan open your door first.” my housekeeper said handing us each a remote. I smiled and wrapped an arm around Tim as I saw my four-wheeler in front of me.


“That's a beauty, Love.” Tim said. “Will you take me for a ride? And one on that lovely beast as well? You're spoiling me. Don't stop.”


“Adam is waiting on his gifts.” Tracy reminded Tim. “The green button is the one you want.”


“You're kidding!” Tim exclaimed when he saw the four-wheeler. “Tracy you said you were measuring me for a hat. Yes, technically a helmet is a hat. You picked the color as well didn't you? The sooner I kiss you the sooner Adam gets to open a gift.”


“I also need to kiss you.” I said. “That's very sweet. Who's responsible for this gift?”


“Bram and Sanne. They also paid for the addition.” Dylan said. “We've already kissed them thanks.”


“Several times.” Sanne said stepping forward so we could kiss her.


The caterers had set out some snacks to tide us over. There were a couple of gifts I wanted to have open before lunch. They boys adoption gifts were the first I wanted open. I set a gift-wrapped box in front of the three boys. These are welcome to the family gifts from Charles I told them. We will visit him on our trip so you can say thank you I assured them. You can test them for leaks with a beer at lunch I added. Amanda agreed this was a good celebration for them to get drunk at. There's every type of healer around and their moms to keep an eye on them.


“Pace yourselves.” Tim advised. “I fell asleep a little too early.”


“You have permission to get drunk but you need to do it responsibly.” my housekeeper told them. “Yes, I'll show you how. Remember these monks will be watching how the three of you behave because of Rohan's position. Adam you will need to stay sober longer because Elaine has plans for you that I know you don't want to ruin.”


“I'll help as well.” Tracy said. “Boys it will be an honor to share your first time. No, Dylan, that first time is best enjoyed sober so it will have to wait.”


Lawrence set a laptop down in front of Adam and showed him a video of his new wardrobe. Amanda told him that was why he had spent Thursday over at Morgan's house. Adam kissed Lawrence while he was still within reach.


“Some of the clothing we thought you'd like to wear at the cabin so we brought it with us.” Amanda said setting down three parcels in front of him.


Brother Murray, Brother Michael, Lawrence and Juliet's boot maker had put their heads together to custom design three pairs of boots. There was a thick, heavy pair for winter, a light pair for Summer and an in-between pair for Fall and Spring. The boots extended high enough for Adam to strap on a sheath for a dagger on the outside. There was a built-in sheath on the inside of the boots that folded flat when not in use. Brother Michael explained sometimes you couldn't reach the outside of your leg so it was good to wear a dagger on the outside and the inside at the same time. Petersen told Adam the sheath also held the weighted chain quite nicely.


Once Adam had put on a pair he was asked to turn around. On the tailor's dummy behind him was a set of hardened leather protective clothing. A jacket with long sleeves to protect his arms. This was his gift from Sophie and J. Adam had to show us how he looked in it. The jacket was quite long which was good because it would offer some protection to his thighs as well. Bram handed him a practice shield and sword so we could see how he moved in his new clothing and shoes. Belinda sparred a little with him. Adam moved smoothly making good use of his Tai Chi knowledge.


“There's plenty of time to take it serious later.” Adam said as he hugged Belinda. He'd used his shield to block her downward strike and stepped up close to hug and kiss her thanks.


Tracy laughed and hugged a disapproving Brother Michael. Dylan told them it was a trick they were learning from me called making love out of war. Brother Michael told me honeymoon or not we would spar later. Petersen told me the sparring was to honor my marriage and Adam's birthday. They had brought my axe. You need to have it beneath your bed as a reminder Stephen told me. The boys tell me you have finally returned to us he added. I thanked him for talking Belinda out of jumping into bed with Tim and me tonight in celebration. Tim made her day by saying if he were to bed a lady he wouldn't consider anybody else but her.


Lunch was a good idea everybody agreed. Adam was grateful to have some time to regather himself. I allowed him to keep his boots on but the leather had to come off. Because the fire pit was being used to cook a lot of meat for dinner Bram had suggested hamburgers and hot dogs for lunch. Tracy told me Adam had insisted on the salads. Adam sneaked up behind her and set a plate in front of her with a bacon chili cheese dog on it. While she waited for it to cool a little Tracy hugged and kissed him. When she had taken a couple of bites Tracy asked why he wasn't getting her a second. She laughed when he returned with a plate loaded with salad, another dog and a chili bacon cheeseburger.


“How many chili dogs did you count on Tracy and Rohan eating?” Tim asked Morgan.


“We decided two dozen each ought to do it but only because there are burgers as well.” Morgan said calmly enjoying his third. “Rohan these mugs tend to leak from the top. I'm losing beer. I really hope Charles kept the receipt.”


“Like father like son.” Lucille said with a sigh. “Morgan we'll chat about your dad's college days one day soon. You weren't old enough to hear what he got up to.”


“Must you Lucille?” Henry asked with a sigh. “Yes, I suppose you must as a warning to him.”


“Cool.” Morgan said. “Now I'm off to hunt down a couple of burgers.”


Finally it was time to return to the gift giving. My housekeeper, Tracy and Lao had put together a first aid kit for Adam. Mu and Daizan had added a box of different teas and bath salts to help him with the physical and emotional demands of weapons training. Adam was thrilled with the two boxes of sex toys. He had no qualms about others seeing what was inside. Adam promised Feliks he wouldn't tell his mom he was buying such toys as birthday gifts for a young teenager.


“Adam there are some gifts we have to give you up in the new training compound.” Stephen said. “I think it is time you got to see that area anyway. We've also run out of hot dogs to keep Rohan and Tracy distracted.”


“Yes Stephen did taste the chilly, Tracy. Six times.” Belinda said with a smile. “We can safely say he enjoyed it. I loved it.”


“The boys nailed it all on their own.” Petersen complimented them. “Never mind Rohan and Brother Michael I cannot wait to see the training area.”


The boys' mugs got filled with a mix of soda water and orange juice for this trip. Dylan and Morgan had decided to drink at the same pace as Adam. Once again we had to close our eyes as we got led into place. We kept our backs to the new house. The first structure we saw was a long dormitory with a kitchen, dining and relaxation area at the one end. There was a TV, dart board and a billiards table. The kitchen was compact but Petersen had it fitted with commercial appliances and assured everybody it could feed fifty. Then we headed over to look at the bathhouse. This bathhouse also had a steam room and sauna.


Unsurprisingly the indoor training space was the largest structure. Stephen had fitted it with sparring equipment paid for by the Order because Adam had given permission for the monks and nuns to use it. The building was furthest up the slope so it wouldn't block the views from the other buildings. Belinda told me it was long enough to hold archery practice inside during wet weather. I grinned when she promised to show me later. Belinda was one of our best archers.


Petersen attacked me with a wooden short sword. I rolled across to the wall to grab one for myself. Then we had at each other for several minutes up and down the length of the floor. Brother Michael asked Tim why we would want to go easy with our strokes. Broken bones are very effective teachers Brother Michael said calmly. Our sword fight came to an end when we realized the others had all stepped outside. Grinning and with an arm over each other we stepped out to join them. Leif groaned predicting extra shenanigans from us now that our blood was heated. Tim decided we needed a couple of those practice swords at our home if they had that effect on me.


We walked across the outdoor sparring area which was really nothing more than a space between the indoor training area and the other buildings. Bram had Clifton and Hans take hold of the doorhandles to the forge. He told Adam once he learned how eager Adam was to have a forge the only fitting gift he could give was the tools. Tammy and Bert had helped pay for some of the more expensive items. Clifton, Hans and Marikie had purchased all the books in the adjoining little office space. They were a combination of reference materials and how-to books recommended by colleges teaching people blacksmithing.


“Tammy I don't need to see it to know I will love it.” Adam said kissing her. “Bram you will need to lean down for your kiss. Stay close to me, please. Go ahead and open the doors.”


Adam leaned into Bram and cried softly as they walked around the forge together. Bram told him of course he could ask him for help. They could learn new things together. Tim learned that a properly plastered straw bale home was more fire resistant than most conventional structures. I found it amazing how the earth floor gleamed. Adam sat in the reading area looking at the books on the wall.


“Naughty Tim talked Uncle Lawrence into giving us a bonus so we bought you some more books.” Clifton said. “Do you like them?”


“They're beautiful.” Adam said sitting down and placing Clifton on his lap. He kissed the boy thank you. Then Hans and Marikie had to sit on his lap for their kisses.


Sophie was holding Amanda who was crying at the thought of her son in here working at the forge. They are growing up fast she agreed with a sigh. Tracy held out a bottle of honey vodka to them and they both took a swig straight from the bottle. The boys laughed. Bram surprised Adam by saying they had decided not to buy gates for my new home because Adam could make me some right here in the forge. Amanda suggested staying on for a week at the cabin so Bram could get him started. Adam hugged her close. Elaine joined in the hug because she'd get to spend time with them both.


Then it was back to the indoor training area for the last gifts. Elaine's gift was a bow and quiver of arrows. Belinda gave Adam his first archery lesson and smiled when he hit the target from across the room. I told him just hitting the target at that distance first time up was a good shot. Petersen and Leif had bought him a short sword. Christopher and Garth had purchased the sheath and were paying for some of our British holiday. A dagger and weighted chain were from Charles. Tim had bought Adam another two daggers. One that hung down his back with the hilt at the base of his neck and the other for the inside sheath on his boot.


Amanda hadn't even seen the shield that was her gift. Adam's eyes got big when he unwrapped it. He told us he liked it just being wood with metal rivets and no design. This way he could add his own later. He couldn't believe his mom had allowed me to buy him a light mace. The three of us hugged for the longest time.


“Dad, will you show me how these work?” Adam asked. “I mean now by sparring with them. A little because I know you are sparring with Brother Michael.”


“Let's start with the bow and shield, Rohan. Then I'll use the short sword to spar with you Rohan.” Belinda suggested. “I need the exercise. Go down to the other end. However far you want. Three arrows ought to be a good test.”


Grinning I ran down to about three quarters the length of the training hall. Everybody else stepped back against the walls to watch. Belinda asked Adam to hold the arrows for her. I waved the mace to signal I was ready.


“He looks so happy.” Tim said to J. “A big kid at heart and he's... Bloody hell! She's trying to kill my Scoundrel.”


“Rohan's fine.” Lao said holding his arm. “Look.”


The three arrows were jutting from my shield. I'd caught them on the shield running forward. Nice shooting I complimented Belinda when I returned. Amanda thanked me for testing the shield and took a swig of honey vodka. Tim promised me a sound spanking for scaring him. Belinda is too good to miss the shield I assured him. Running towards her makes it more interesting for her I explained. My beloved declared us crazy when Brother Michael told him part of our training was catching and deflecting arrows with our hands. Lao offered to teach Tim how it was done. Tim took a swig from the honey vodka bottle.


Bram gave Belinda one of his new, curved training shields to test with Adam's short sword. Stephen suggested five minutes of sparring with each weapon. The mace was solid and perfectly balanced. There was nothing wrong with the short sword either. We swopped weapons after five minutes. Belinda agreed with my assessment. Petersen took Adam through a few of the basic moves with each weapon so he could get the feel of them.


“Rohan you and Belinda need to take a shower.” Stephen said when we got back to the cabin. “Rohan the quickest showers you ever take are with a lady and I'm hungry. I'll bring you both some clothes. Go on.”


“What are you grinning at?” I asked kissing Ada. Beatka also got a kiss before Belinda dragged me upstairs for my shower.


“You boys don't need another picture of Rohan naked.” Richard said when they mentioned asking Lawrence to capture me in the shower with a lady. “We took plenty last night. They aren't printed but we can show you them on the laptop. Trust me right before bed at the new house is when you want to see them.”


Rohan was the perfect gentleman Belinda complained when we returned to the others. Petersen was explaining to my housekeeper the monks and nuns would take leftovers back with them. He knew it was too much but I'd needed to cook for that long to help me heal. My housekeeper let him know he was lucky Leif was here as chaperone or she'd thank him properly for his kindness. Tim whispered to me he was looking forward to their reaction when they saw the cakes. The comments about the number of pies and tarts being unloaded were pretty impressive.


“Did you have fun?” Leslie asked sliding under my arm. “Good. Then it's all okay. Tim I don't care about the size of the cakes or the hundredweights of vegetables. Rohan had some big time healing to do.”


J came over to let us know they were herding people to their seats. The meat had all been carved and set out on platters. The moment I stepped up to my place at the head of one group of tables the others emptied and people gathered around. The boys grinned at me knowing how much I disliked this. Pulling Tim against me I looked at all the wonderful people who had worked so hard in finishing all these projects, preparing all this food and treating Adam to all these incredible gifts.


“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart.” I said. Dylan offered me a handkerchief.


“That was very sweet, Dad.” Dylan said. “Now if you would be so kind as to allow her to sing.”


“I wish you'd told me right away and I wouldn't have delayed us by saying thank you.” I said kissing him. “Nothing fancy though.”


“We'll settle for simple and heartfelt if you give me a kiss as well.” Adam said. “Thank you.”


My lady sang a simple hymn of gratitude and used the emotion within me to express my gratitude. I complimented Bram on the meat. Tim told Bram I'd have complimented him more but I was too busy eating. Bram said that was all the compliment he needed. A smiling Tim expressed his displeasure at how the delicious food was interfering with his kiss quota. The boys quickly offered to help. Morgan suggested making me jealous by kissing him might speed things up later.


“We have to do the cakes first.” Richard said when it came time for dessert.


“Sanne you don't mind if I give Hans just one slice of the cake do you?” I asked lifting Hans into my arms.


“And how many slices of pie and tarts?” she asked me with a smile. “Never mind. After a slice from that cake if he can eat anymore he's welcome to it.”


“That cakes bigger than me and Clifton.” Hans said in awe.


Lawrence and Tracy took pictures of the cakes. The two little boys had to pose with the cake. Elaine smiled as they carried the one I'd frosted with Tim over to where she stood holding Adam close. On it we had written “May you experience even more love, light and joy than you bring into the world this year. Thank you.” When he regained his composure Adam looked at us and said honeymoon or not one day he was coming up to the house to thrash us both long and hard.


“Gather round everybody.” Stephen said. “The pies are warming and will be fifteen or twenty minutes. This is the perfect amount of time for Brother Michael and Rohan to spar. We'll do it here on the lawn.”


“This isn't first blood.” Belinda said wrapping an arm around Tim.


“The monks and nuns seem very excited.” Dylan said. “I guess this means we are in for a treat. Maybe I need another beer for my nerves.”


“No you don't.” Tracy said. “You can have one with dessert. Now hush they're about to begin. I can't believe our geriatric can lift that weapon.”


Brother Michael knew better than to let me work up a rhythm at my pace. He launched an attack right from the go. What I'd learned from Lao stood me in good stead. Letting go of any thoughts of what I'd call a good rhythm I allowed Brother Michael to set the rhythm for me. My rhythm became the counterpoint to his pace. Flowing with him I kept him at bay. Using the flat of my axe I deflected his strokes. I knew he was waiting for me to try my dirty trick and catch his blade in one of the notches. There was a counter. All the swordsman had to do was let go of his trapped sword. The momentum and combined weight hindered the axeman long enough to land several hand strikes unless the axeman let go of the ax and trapped sword. Even then it was close. The time it took the axeman to react was about the same it took the swordsman to cover the ground between you.


When Stephen called out two minutes remained I knew this was how I'd end the fight. Brother Michael swung his sword in a slightly broader arc. This time as I caught it in the notch I released my grip the moment the blade caught. In the process of releasing his grip my letting go caused Brother Morgan to hesitate for just a second. Long enough for me to sweep his legs from under him and rest my fist against his throat. After a moment holding my fist at his throat I stood up and gave him a hand up. We bowed to each other. Then we hugged. I went over to collect my axe and wipe it clean. Then I set in the case. Brother Michael promised to slide it under my bed before we were in it.


“Very kind of you.” Tim said holding on my arm. “No I'm not hanging a shield over my butt to protect against My Love's arrow Brother Michael. There are some arrows I want to pierce me. I can't believe you haven't experienced such a wounding. When I'm done with him I think we should take care of that matter.”


“When I want his butt pierced by an arrow I'll provide my own thank you.” Tracy said coming over to check on Brother Michael.


This predictably set off another round of teasing. Sister Celeste had to kiss Tracy for that comment. She agreed Tracy didn't need a Brit to bugger her boyfriend when she could do it herself. Absolutely my housekeeper added but sometimes stating the obvious is not always the wisest course. True or not some things should get left unsaid she added.


“Oops.” Tracy said looking at the teasing Brother Michael was enduring. “I suppose coming to his rescue now wouldn't be good either.”


“Making it up to him later would be.” Sister Celeste said. “When they're dishing up a second round of dessert let Brother Michael know you'll be visiting his campsite. Tracy before you decide to act as silly as Brother Murray speak to Morgan. I owe that boy a nun or two.”


“Where do you think that mound of cake came from?” Dylan asked me pointing at three large serving platters heaped with cake. “That's just part of one of them.”


“Tim we did a good job of going overboard didn't we?” I said kissing Dylan.


“There's no denying it if that is just from the one cake.” Tim said.


I palmed two pieces of cake and passed them back to Clifton and Hans. Then I stepped in front of them while they ate their cake. Looking back over my shoulder I saw two boys grinning as they licked their fingers. Sanne sneaked up behind to reach over them and grab my ear.


“Where's the evidence? Tim do you see any cake in these sweet little boys' hands? Neither do I. Sanne it must have been the light.” I said. “The traces of frosting on my hand ared from this morning. Tenacious stuff. Doesn't come off in the shower easily. I told Belinda it wasn't her fault she couldn't get me clean. Obviously she just couldn't get these little specks off but I'd rather praise how much she did get off. Sanne my better half is standing right here. I'm married now. You can't go kissing me like that.”


“Yes she can.” Tim said. “I'm happy to learn from Sanne.”


“Especially at Dad's expense.” Adam said.


“That's the best way.” Tim said. “Now what about another piece of cake? I can't form an opinion on only four small pieces. Only one more, Morgan. I've got pecan pie and key lime pie to compare still. The gods only know how much sweet stuff Rohan will bring into the house. No, Dylan it's not all bad. I manage to get a break from eating sweets by letting the old codger spank and screw me.”


“Seems like more of Rohan is rubbing off than is rubbing in.” Morgan said snagging a piece of cake for himself.


“I appreciate the sacrifice you make so Dad doesn't eat too many sweets.” Adam said kissing Tim. “Speaking of sacrifices I'm sorry you guys didn't get to see the house while it was light. You were all so focused on getting through my birthday stuff.”


“You guys will be around in the morning won't you?” Tim asked. “Then we can see it in the morning. I'll keep him inside until you guys let us know the others are waiting outside. Don't forget I'd like you guys to arrive about an hour before that happens.”


“We will.” Dylan promised.


“I hate to break up the party but it's time for us to chant the healing mantra.” I said. “Okay everybody it's time for Clifton to lead us in our healing mantra. Then I'm going up to my love nest to nestle in a Brit. You guys are welcome to take some food and desserts with you to your campsites.”


“We'll be feathering our nest with pies and whipped cream.” Tim said.


“I bet!” somebody called out.


“Let me know if you want me to help whipping your cream.” said another.


“Watch out for his arrow.” warned a third.


“Feel the love.” Tim said snagging a piece of cake and taking my hand.


“Yes Clifton he is the man who taught me the healing mantra so I could give it to you.” I said when Daizan came over leading Clifton by the hand. Mu was holding on to Hans. “You know I think he would be very happy to let you kiss him thank you.”


“Good.” Tammy said leaning in to kiss a startled Daizan. “I'll give you some more tomorrow when I thank you properly. Right now I'm saving some for Bert because I'm told this mantra has some rather stimulating effects. Don't worry Bert I found us a nice secluded campsite and Clifton is having a sleepover with Hans.”


“Now me.” Clifton said tugging on Daizan's hand. “Thank you for sharing the mantra so I didn't have to wear a mask at the wedding and party. I feel lots better. Uncle Stephen has had all these nice people help me practice. Do you think I can kiss them thanks before they leave?”


“That's a lot of kisses.” Daizan said.


“He'll have plenty of help.” Dylan said. “Whenever we see one of them tomorrow we'll ask if they've received a thank you kiss and if not we'll give them one from Clifton.”


“The rest of the gang will be happy to kiss any monk, nun or caterer brave enough to stick around tomorrow.” Sophie said. “You are welcome Clifton.”


My Lady recited the mantra softly within me. She never asked or even suggested singing it aloud. This was Clifton's healing. Sitting at the back of the crowd with the gang we listened and joined in for spells. When Leslie asked if I would join in I explained to her why I wouldn't. One day I promised to let her speak to my Lady when I felt more confident in my ability to channel. Clifton was glowing when the chanting finished. Tim was impressed by how long the little guy was able to keep chanting the mantra. Lao explained Clifton had a natural affinity for words and the mantra arose effortlessly from within him. That's why the changes from the mantra were so noticeable in such a short time I realized. Lao nodded when I explained Tammy's comments about the changes brought about within Clifton by the first mantra.


The monks dispersed to their campsites. I saw Tracy having a few words with Brother Michael. When he allowed her to lean forward and kiss him I knew everything would be all right between them. The boys were telling Tracy they wanted her getting laid. Morgan told her it was about bloody time. Adam offered to give her a small bottle of lube. Dylan defended his brother by saying they knew never to leave home without lube when they were with me but it was not the sort of thing a good girl like her thought of as an essential travel item. Tracy told them she wasn't as much of a good girl as they thought. The three of them hugged her and told her they loved her and yes they had got a little drunk.


“I'm not that drunk, Elaine.” Adam protested.


“Before you head back I can do some chi healing on the three of them Elaine.” I said accepting a kiss in thanks.


“You can do chi healing on your mate.” Lao said. “I'll take care of these boys.”


Although we couldn't see a lot of the garden as we made our way up to the house I saw enough to know Sanne had kept it as close to nature as possible. There was little doubt I'd wake to find we had a woodland garden. The deck was lit up and we stopped there to regain our breath. There were three loungers. Bram told me there were a couple more and some folding chairs in the shed. Sanne had gone in ahead of us to draw all the curtains.


“Sorry, Rohan, but there are some special gifts and we'd like to enjoy your reaction.” Bram said. “You don't mind waiting a little longer do you? Tracy is right in saying you are the best boss in the world.”


“He can accommodate you because he knows I will keep him distracted until you guys get here in the morning.” Tim said. “Good here's Sanne. Let's go. Which way is the bedroom?”


“We'll get there in good time.” I said tugging on his hand.


Somebody had added a second lounge to the left of the entranceway. The lounge had a billiard table, dart board and a TV. On the far side was a bar complete with taps. Stephen told me when I needed to refill the kegs of beer I should give him a call. They'd deliver it to the hotel for me. Tim kissed him when he saw his favorite British brew was on tap. Then he kissed the rest of Stephen's family for having such a great husband and dad. Tracy explained we got a discount for buying two dartboards, billiards tables and TVs.


“So you built a five hundred square foot addition plus a bar so you could get $300 in discounts.” I said.


“Boss you needed a place for the bar. Think of the $300 saving when you sit at the bar getting sloshed with Tim.” Tracy advised. “Now let's go see the kitchen before Hans and Clifford fall asleep.”


“I hear you have bought me a very special present Hans.” I said lifting him into my arms. Tim took Clifton from Tammy.


There on the counter were seven books. Three of them were cookbooks that explained a lot about the finer points of creating sauces, stocks and meals. I'd been wanting to get them for the boys to learn from. They would also be good for me to use to jog my memory about things. The other four were all about desserts and chocolates. When I finished kissing Hans I took Clifton from Tim.


“These three books will be good for the boys and me to work through together. I want to teach them how to cook properly.” I said. “Tomorrow morning I think you and Hans need a cooking lesson.”


I returned the boys to their moms. The flooring is incredible I complimented Bram. He'd used a clear stain and told the lumber yard the boards could have some imperfections. Tim agreed they blended in with the feel of the straw bale structure. Sanne shared with us that Emily and the architect had been uncomfortable with the idea. I asked her to bring them up here so we could thank them and reassure them.


“Tomorrow night Tim.” I said grabbing hold of the back of his shirt just before he rushed into our playroom. “Yes, I know there's a flogger and a large paddle. There will be some stocks, restraints and vibrators as well. When I take you inside this room for the first time you will be in there for hours.”


“That's why that door over there leads into the half bathroom.” Juliet said when Tim finally stopped kissing her.


On their own the bed linens wouldn't have made me cry but knowing how lucky I was to get a second try at married life brought on some tears. The four-poster bed was no surprise to anybody. The ottomans large enough to hold a kneeling man weren't a surprise either. This time I kissed Juliet thank you. There were even some plants hanging from oversized O-rings in the rafters. Emily told me there was a small folding step-stool behind one of the chairs so I could take the plants down when Tim was misbehaving. Dylan reminded her we did that sort of thing when we were rewarding somebody. Emily didn't blush in the slightest which meant she'd had plenty to drink.


“The two cloth draped areas are not unfinished areas or broken areas Rohan.” Tracy said. “Those are your wedding gifts to each other. We'll come back to those when we're ready to leave. Richard has just gone off to hook up the laptop to the TV in the games room. Lindsey tells me there are some very lovely pictures of the newlyweds. Oh, she insisted I warn everybody they are nude pictures.”


“Let me buy you a drink Tim.” Dylan said.


Stephen had a couple of the catering crew who were bartenders show me some of the tricks of the trade. They confessed to helping set up the bar. We're lovers one of the guys said so we don't mind if you and Tim want to give us a thank you kiss. Dylan, Adam and Morgan gave them one as well. The biggest compliment to the pictures was that nobody made a suggestive or lewd comment. Lawrence and Lindsey received a lot of kisses and compliments after the slide show. Our two bartenders asked if we'd mind if they got a picture or two for their apartment. I made a general announcement that we didn't mind people ordering prints.


“Those pictures were so sweet I might have to speak to Lawrence about a video of your first night.” Tracy said as she came over to the bar. “Now it's time for us to unveil those wedding gifts. There's a lot we need to get through tomorrow so you can expect an early start to your day.”


“Don't forget our cooking lesson.” Hans said.


“We'll wake them up in time.” Morgan promised.


“Tim you get to see yours first.” my housekeeper said. “Dylan open that door to the deck so we can leave quickly when Rohan sees his gift.”


“Well? Say something?” I said as Tim stood reading the scroll over and over again. The sweet boy walked over, hugged me and cried softly. I had to point out the traveling box. This earned me another kiss.


“I'll have your ass every which way to Sunday.” I said without taking my eyes off my gift. “Don't think you're safe either Tracy.”


On the wall was a photograph taken by Tracy of Genta and Daizan seated on the bench in his memorial garden. Behind them stood Mu and Lao. When Tracy told the three boys there was a smaller, framed print for each of them back at the cabin they swarmed her. After watching them showering Tracy with kisses Belinda suggested they leave a little of her for Brother Michael. Sophie thought it sweet of the boys to take care of the foreplay.


“When Tracy gave Daizan a copy of the picture he reacted just like the boys.” Mu said. “I haven't laughed so hard in a very long time.”


“Well, my Love, if you want my ass in any way you are going to have to move at some time.” Tim said leaning in to kiss me. “Shall I leave you here while I go have a drink at our bar?”


“Huh? What?” I mumbled. “Where did everybody go?”


“They asked me to kiss you good night for them.” Tim said with a smile. “They didn't want to disturb you. Your housekeeper told me he meant the world to you.”


“Genta was my world.” I said softly. “Much like you and the boys are now. I cannot begin to thank you enough for that gift.”


“Then we can move on to a drink and the having of my ass.” Tim said. “I can't believe they brought in Samuel Smith brews. Yes, Love, we have more than one. We have their stout and the Old Brewery Pale Ale. We'll have a pale ale while we snuggle on the couch and then a stout before you give me your stout cock. Nothing like a good brew followed by a good fucking. Maybe I'll kick your ass at darts just to get you riled up before my pants drop. There's no chance of a spanking is there? Oh, you want me unmarked for tomorrow when we test out Juliet's playroom design. I hope there's a cane. Damn I miss the good old days of corporal punishment at school.”


I smiled and let him babble as we made our way back to the bar. The others had closed every blind and drawn every curtain so we wouldn't see what was outside. I was content being inside my new home with my beloved. Kissing the bartender was a definite perk of the home bar we decided. Then it was time for darts. I didn't want him falling asleep on me just yet. Tim had good hand-eye coördination. I would have to arrange for him to join Adam for his archery lesson tomorrow morning. The rude rapscallion won a game to level our best of three challenge. I poured our stout while he cleaned the scoreboard.


This time the game disintegrated into lots of kissing and “the game got abandoned due to excessive arousal in the participants”. Tim had me pinned beneath him on the couch and was stripping me. Admittedly I wasn't putting up much of a fight. Hardly any actually. Well none at all if the truth be told. Tim said it was a good thing our friends had closed all the curtains.


“After the pictures they saw I hardly think it matters.” I said. “True not everybody saw them. Why is it that I am butt naked and you have your clothes on?”


“Because I got raised to take care of my elders before myself.” Tim said. “That's what happens when you're practically raised by two gay monks in some ancient religious Order thingamabob.”


“Since your down there why don't you do a little bobbing?” I asked. “A clever, lithe lad like you can surely bob and strip at the same time. Go on. I have faith. Oh, fuck. My faith is growing. I'll appoint you as a missionary soon.”


“As long as I'm not restricted to the missionary position go ahead and speaking of head.” Tim said between sucks, licks and kisses.


“Amazing.” I said as Tim tossed his last item of clothing aside and grinned up at me. “Let's celebrate with half-pint of stout in the bedroom lounging area.”


“Splendid idea old bean. Let's.” Tim said raising me from the couch. “Looks like you've been thinking naughty thoughts.”


“Obviously I'm not the only one.” I said staring meaningfully at his erection.


“I'm a teenager so I'm always hard no matter what I'm thinking.” Tim said. “You are a wonderfully naughty old man who I love so much. I still can't fucking believe I'm married. To marriage!”


“To marriage!” I said raising my glass to his. “Now to the bedroom.”


“To the bedroom!” a decidedly tipsy Tim toasted. “A beautiful bedroom it is. That Emily is one talented lady. We, not me, did a great job selecting the bed covers. You are one of the most humble top dogs in the entire world. Bram tells me you saw the general layout of the house and turned it over to them. You even refused to answer his questions about stuff that broke and the changes that came up. Yes, it worked but how could you stand it?”


“You were there with your love for me.” I said. “Thank you, Tim. I'll say it over and over. I love you so much.”


“Say that over and over as well.” Tim said as I sat down in a chair with him on my lap. “Speaking of saying things over and over Clifton was fucking gorgeous leading the chant tonight. I swear the boy was glowing when he finished. What a brave boy. My heart aches so much thinking of the hurt he went through.”


“That's what makes him so special and causes him to glow.” I said between kisses. “Only a very special soul would go through that trauma to help other souls. His mom, dad and older brother can heal and grow because of him if they want. Beloved some people need a lot of discomfort to change or maybe they won't change. Somebody has to play the role of bad guy for us. Genta was all about people walking a higher path so less souls had to play this role.”


“We'll chat more about this during the week.” Tim said. “Scoundrel, like Leslie I am curious to learn more about how Dylan's pet pervert sees the world. Right now there something poking me in the butt quite insistently. Care to share some of those naughty thoughts with me?”


“There were a few.” I said with a smile. “In the bed or out of it?”


“Oh, gods. Decisions.” Tim said rolling over to face me. “I know we don't have time for both. Damn. Because it's our first night in the love nest let's fuck in bed. Rohan, my Love, we don't have time to make love. Mind? Why on earth would I mind? I've had a fucking incredible day. We'll be up way too early and starting another amazing, emotional day again. I feel like I've been put through the wringer several times in every possible pleasurable way.”


Setting our glasses down I led him across to the bed. There were flashbacks to the last time I'd stood beside my marriage bed. This was unavoidable but this time I was standing with somebody I knew loved me as completely as I loved him. I thought of all the twists and turns my life had taken to get me here. What a glorious journey it had been. Now it was time for me to slip into bed and slip into my Brit. I was more than ready.


How I'd love to say we thrashed about in each other's arms for hours and cried out loudly in pleasure. The truth is we didn't thrash about at all and our sounds of pleasure were as tender as the sex. We lay on our side and I entered Tim from behind. Sliding between his lovely, full cheeks smoothly I pulled him close to me and into my arms. I kissed his neck as my hips drove my cock in and out of him. Tim squirmed a little. Looking down at his beautiful smile I felt my heart melt a little more. Sometimes it is the love you see in your lover's eyes and the smile on his face that prove more erotic, arousing and mind-blowing than their ass around your cock or mouth on your dick.


We laughed. We wept. I even tickled the imp's ribs causing him to shiver most delightfully. The love and happiness grew more palpable with each thrust. I fucked his ass to stoke these emotions within him. Before his cum burst from him I wanted him bursting with the joy of lying in my arms, our bed, our home and our life together. My sweet, loving boy did burst.


I tossed aside the covers when his meltdown started. Slipping out of him I moved from under him to between his legs. Reaching under him I lifted him up slightly and pressed him against my chest. Then I slipped back inside him.


“It's okay, Sweetheart. I feel the same way. Hush. Hush. It's okay. Really. Let it out.” I urged as his body shook with the emotion.


“Oh, fuck. I'm sorry, Scoundrel.” Tim said. “How? Fucking hell! Please, Scoundrel. Cum with me. Please. No, I can't. Oh fuck yes!”


Tim arched his body and cried out in pleasure. There was nothing muted about his cries now. The pleasure he was feeling was so intense he went from sobbing to ecstasy within the space of one deep breath. I'd never seen somebody caught up so deeply in an orgasm. The boy writhed so much I had to hold on hard to his hips. His cum truck the underside of his jaw, dripped on his neck and stained his entire torso. Watching him climax so hard caused my resistance to falter just enough for me to join in at the tail-end of his orgasm. Tim smiled at me as I pumped the last of my seed inside him.


When I'd cleaned him with my tongue I led him to the shower. I kissed him goodnight in bed then slipped beneath the covers to blow him.


“Scoundrel, I need some rest.” Tim protested. “Scoundrel, you're not listening are you? I'm not getting out of bed again. I warn you. Oh, I give up. Oh, sweet Lord. Oh, gods! Yes. Just like that, Scoundrel. Now! Enjoy it! Phew. Can we get some sleep now or is there any other body bit you want to gnaw on? My ass perhaps? A nipple? You know my Love I'd never have believed the most intense orgasm of my entire life would be one where somebody made love so tenderly to me. Morgan was right in calling it puddle-licious. More research required before I can say if I really like it. Care to help me with my research, Scoundrel? Good. Now I must get some rest. Good night, Rohan.”


“Good night, Tim.” I said as I closed my eyes.


“Wakey-wakey” Dylan said way too soon after I'd closed my eyes.


“Rise and shine.” Adam said.


“We've got tea for you.” Morgan said.


“Tea? Why didn't you say so sooner?” Tim asked without moving from next to me. “Finally somebody who understands to serve a civilized drink before coffee. What tea is it?”


“A Chinese breakfast blend.” I said holding a cup to him. “No you need sit up. I want you well clear of the covers. Trust me on this. We don't have time for a spanking because you stained the sheets with tea.”


When I had smelled the tea on the tray I knew it was a particularly potent blend from Lao. The sort that screamed good health and vile taste in equal measure. I'd turned my head from Tim and winked at the boys. Holding the cup to his lips I instructed him to take a small sip.


“Poison! Aargh! Yuck! Good Lord!” Tim spluttered as I pulled the cup out of harms way. “Scoundrel there is no way you are talking yourself out of a spanking for neglecting to teach the boys about proper tea. There are puddles in the streets of London that taste better than that mud. Holy crap!”


“Lao was right when he said it would wake them up.” Adam said. “Not certain if this was what he had in mind.”


“You're just holding my cup for me so you don't have to drink your own, Scoundrel.” Tim said reluctantly taking another sip. “I can manage. I want you to gag on this muck with me.”


“Cheers! Good health.” I said touching my mug to his. Then I calmly sipped on my tea until I'd drained the entire mug. “Beloved, I've had plenty of opportunity to learn the best method of drinking these mixes. Thank gods the boys put some vanilla honey it. Yes it can taste worse. Tilt your head back slightly, purse your lips and take a long, steady sip.”


“You could have told me that before I drank any.” Tim said kissing me.


“What would have been the fun in that?” I asked.


“I'll show you fun.” Tim said as he pulled me over his lap and spanked me.


“Good to see the tea kicking in.” Morgan said. “Tim it's about six-thirty. Lao thought you might need a tea to help give you some extra physical strength. Were you guys up all night?”


“No, we got to sleep at around three.” I said lifting myself off Tim's lap. “Three hours is all we need. Thanks for the tea boys. Now why don't you get naked and hop into bed with us so a dirty old man can suck your cocks and fuck you?”


“I thought you'd never ask.” Dylan said.


Once Dylan had stripped I reached out and lifted him on to the bed. I placed him in front of Tim. When Dylan suggested he might like to wash the taste of the tea from his mouth Tim didn't need a second invitation. Adam helped me wash the taste from my mouth. Morgan made certain it was gone. Adam took turns fucking me and Tim while Tim fucked Dylan and I fucked Morgan. I finished ahead of Tim so Adam kept fucking Tim's ass.


“Are you ready to cum again?” I asked Morgan without taking my eyes of Adam in the throes of his orgasm. “Good. Then go take over from Adam.”


“You certainly know how to spoil a boy.” Morgan said kissing me quickly. “Don't stop.”


“Oh, so now I'm your morning peek show am I?” Tim asked me as Morgan penetrated him. Dylan had slipped out and around to me.


“You would be if there was any peeking going on.” I said leaning in to kiss Tim.


“Right now it's more of a morning ogle show.” Dylan said stroking his cock slowly. “There's still a couple of rounds to go before we let you up. Dad, I'd love to if I weren't saving this for Tim's ass but I'm sure Morgan won't mind you eating his ass.”


“He did say he wanted me to keep spoiling him.” I said slipping behind Morgan's thrusting hips. Burying my face on his ass I pushed him and Tim further down the bed.


Morgan squirmed and bucked as my tongue lapped at the entrance to his ass. I ignored his protests that it was hard to concentrate on fucking Tim while all sorts of pleasure was erupting in his own ass. Lifting my head momentarily I told him he obviously needed the practice. Then I went back to the sweet task at hand. Dylan reminded Morgan it was not about lasting long. We're here to fill Tim with lots of cum Adam reminded him.


“Why didn't you say so earlier?” Morgan said. “Damn it, Rohan! Oh fuck!”


Reaching forward I'd grabbed Tim's hips and pulled him back against Morgan. There was no way Morgan could thrust while I had him pinned between us. Adam slipped in front of Tim to give him several thank you kisses for making me so happy. Morgan threatened me with thirty-minutes under the feather as the pleasure increased within his loins. Far too slowly for his liking I got him off. The boys could do nothing to increase the pace. When he finally climaxed he was begging for release.


“He did the same to me last night.” Tim said. “The most gentle, tender sex and the most intense orgasm of my entire fucking life. Puddle-licious isn't it?”


“The two of you.” Morgan said from where we lay limp on the bed. “I'll feather the two of you. Next Sunday. When I have the strength to walk.”


“There's more tea in the kitchen.” Adam told him leaning over to kiss Morgan.


“The smell was bad enough. Never mind the taste.” Morgan said. “I don't mind lying here for a week if that tea is the only other remedy.”


Dylan got the same treatment I gave Morgan. My son had experienced more hours of tender sex with me so he rode it out in better shape. When he'd emptied himself in Tim I dropped him on top of Morgan. Then it was my turn to enter the messy depths of Tim's bowels. Watching as my cock penetrated him I saw some cum being pressed out around me. Fuck it was so wet inside of him. All that delicious boy cum lubricating his passage. The sounds of the wetness. The smell of sex. Tim's mewling. All the ingredients were present to make sure I pounded Tim's ass hard.


“Oh, yes! Harder, Scoundrel. Harder!” Tim cried. “Split me! Yes! Like that!”


I threw in a few hard smacks just for the fun of it. Fuck this was fun. I'd eaten the ass of my son's betrothed and my son's ass while they fucked my mate. Now I was fucking a cum filled ass. What could be hotter? Adam was eating my ass. The other two scurvy knaves were still lying limp on the side.


“Dad that's fucking cruel!” Dylan said grinning at me when I stopped fucking Tim and threw him over my shoulder. I stood next to the bed while he kissed me.


“Wow! Cruel and hot.” Morgan said hopping off the bed to join us for a shower.


Without a word to Tim I set him down on all fours and plunged back into his ass. Then I stopped the fucking a second time to tuck him under my arm and smack his ass a couple dozen times. I placed him on his back and let him lick the boys cum from my cock. Then I slipped into him for a few more strokes. Fed him more of the boys' cum.


“Ass or mouth?” I said through gritted teeth as I desperately held back my cum.


“Ass. Please.” Tim said frantically jerking his cock. I plunged into him one more time and was filling him with cum before I got fully inside him.


Tim's orgasm started a split second ahead of mine. Careful not to press against the mess on his body I leaned forward to kiss him.


“Lick him clean boys.” I said standing up.


While they cleaned him I washed myself. Don't forget the back I reminded them.


“Must I gag you?” I asked Tim when he protested having his ass eaten as well. “Do a thorough job boys but do it quick. He has a cooking lesson soon.”


The boys found me in the games room enjoying a cup of coffee. Tim sat himself on my lap and gave me a long kiss. Yes I knew I acted like a right royal bastard this morning. Yes I admitted I enjoyed using him and turning him over to the boys. Of course I have every intention of doing it again only as an even bigger bastard I warned him.


“Good.” Tim said. “That was so fucking hot.”


Adam said there wasn't anything I couldn't ask of the four fucketeers now that they wouldn't give me. Dylan opened the door for Hans and Clifton. Hans was happy to make anything that included chocolate and brandy so a chocolate mousse cake would be great. I told Tim I'd looked up the recipe while he was dawdling in the shower with the other fucketeers. My comment that the four of them in the shower were like a bunch of Polish farmer's wives with a bottle of vodka got me several swats and some rather creative threats involving a bottle of vodka.


“That's way too cute.” I heard Tracy say behind me a short-while later. Then there was the flash of a camera.


Lawrence suggested Sanne hold a towel to block our view of the outside while Tracy took a picture through the window. She wanted to get a shot of Tim and me with the boys on our laps from the front. We kept right on working because this was very important work.


“Done?” Stephen asked as we poured the last of the batter into the cake pan. “Good. Rohan you will need to linger inside for just a few more minutes. The monks want to thank Clifton and Hans for making the work so much fun.”


“Go ahead.” I said. “They deserve it and I need another Irish coffee.”


Sanne promised to take the cakes from the oven for the boys so they didn't need to rush back. I settled on the couch with Tim on top of me. The three boys were playing darts. Tracy told me breakfast would be here soon. Lao laughed when Tim shared his tea experience. Tim forgave Lao when he promised to show Tim where to find the best breakfast blend teas in the state. Lao even promised to mail a sample to us tomorrow.


“Overnight it please or I'll never get any peace Lao.” I said. “Tim no expense spared when it comes to good tea. We still have another cup of Lao's brew to get through.”


Tracy returned with our mugs. Tim impressed her by drinking his tea so calmly. Then Clifton and Hans were back to led us outside. Clifton was excited about the morning chant and showing us the garden. We stood on the deck and looked out at a field more than a garden. Sanne had only used native plants. The only way to tell it was a man-made garden was by the stone walkways and benches. Tim loved having a garden that wasn't a garden. I felt the same way. Belinda admitted she had been blown away by the effect when she had seen it finished. The only drawback to the design in Leif's opinion was all the work they had put into it only to have it look like they'd done nothing. Petersen had been teasing him about slipping off with other monks instead of gardening.


Even though it was the last round of chanting I didn't add anything to it. This was Clifton's from start to finish. I will do something later I promised everybody. Bram was asking for volunteers to bring the food over when I suggested the boys bring it up on their four-wheelers. I told Bram he could use mine if he needed. There's a tow hitch on the back if you want to use the flatbed trailer. Tim suggested they bring up some beers in coolers or else the monks and nuns would have him playing bartender all day. Belinda perked up when I told Tim he couldn't play bartender all day because he had an archery lesson with Adam after breakfast.


Tammy, Clifton and Hans had their picture taken on the flatbed trailer when Bram rode up. Leif scolded Bram for making him walk miles carrying flowers instead of just loading up the trailer. Petersen brought the scolding to an end by telling Leif all the walking up and down had given him buns of steel and a very flat, sexy stomach. Leif kissed him when he mentioned making the guys jealous at the nude beach.


“Looks like Tim helped Rohan work up an appetite last night.” Tracy said. “He's eating more food than even he usually eats.”


“Brother Michael is dishing up a fourth plate right next to Dad.” Dylan said with an evil grin. “I wonder who was stoking his appetite last night?”


“No you can't tickle Dylan.” my housekeeper told Tracy. “You left yourself open to that one. Was it as good as you'd hoped? I'm glad for the two of you.”


“Tracy it was the same here.” Tim said. “Tender energy around and the ending was puddle-licious. You'll have to ask Morgan for permission to use that word. Cost me seven kisses.”


The vegetable garden was out back. Sanne had placed it close to the kitchen and used a mix of deep trenches and raised beds. The culinary herbs were on a raised mound with a spiral walkway. A pipe run up the middle and out the top of the soil to allow for easy watering. I loved it. There was a tall, solid wire fence around the garden to keep the deer out. We were waiting on some fruit-bearing hedges that grew tall to arrive. These would be planted on the outside of the fences so the deer would have something to eat and not be tempted to try leaping the fence. Bram had made temporary wooden gates until he could work with Adam on the metal gates. Amanda told me they were staying in the cabin for the week and returning with us to the opening of the orphanage next Saturday. Bram assured Adam if they rotated frequently at the forge they could get the gates done before next Saturday. Elaine promised to give them all the massages they needed.


“We left the scaffolding in place because we are waiting for the windows.” Bram said when I had stared at the building in speechless wonder for five minutes. “Custom designed stained glass windows. Lao and Daizan each chose one. They will flank the larger middle one which Stephen chose. Do you want to see the inside of your chapel, Rohan? Rohan!”


“Allow me.” Juliet said stepping up to kiss me. She slid a hand down the front of my pants and squeezed hard enough to bring tears to my eyes. “I'm glad you like it. The chapel.”


“Ouch!” Tim said wincing as he watched. “Glad that wasn't me.”


“Don't worry Dad the four of us will kiss it better later.” Adam said. “Now let's go look inside.”


The chapel was on the far side of the garden. When the hedges were in place and grown I wouldn't be able to see it from the house. I felt sad at the thought. Motioning to Tracy I beckoned her over.


“What's up, Boss?” she asked when I wrapped an arm around her. “Photo shoots cost whatever Morgan asks for the right to use puddle-licious.”


“Nine kisses.” Morgan said.


“Eleven.” I countered.


“Thirteen.” Morgan said extending a hand.


“Shake on fifteen.” I said.


“We really ought to teach him how to haggle properly one day Adam.” Morgan said shaking my hand.


“Yes. One day.” Adam said.


“There's haggling and there's haggling.” Daizan said. “This is how Genta taught him to haggle. No I won't explain it. When you figure it out on your own then you will know you are ready to haggle like Genta. Rohan and Genta once haggled from three to four thousand five hundred in three hours of continuous haggling.”


“Why did you stop at four thousand five hundred?” Tracy asked curiously.


“That's when our brandy ran out.” I said. “Morgan we were negotiating how many times I'd repeat a mantra in return for a half loaf of Genta's favorite bread.”


“Adam one of Genta's fondest memories of Rohan is the day they first haggled.” Daizan said walking towards the chapel with an arm around him. “Genta was as proud of Rohan as Rohan is of you. Rohan instinctively haggled upward without a pause or a second thought. That’s when we all knew they'd be inseparable. Genta and Rohan with alcohol is like Rohan and Hans with treats. I hope Sanne has better luck than I did.”


“You didn't do too bad Daizan.” Tracy said. “Fifteen kisses is my charge for this photo shoot you want. What is it?”


“The chapel.” I said. “The hedges will block my view of it from the kitchen one day so I'd like some pictures to hang on either side of the kitchen window.”


“Sorry, Boss, I couldn't do that for less than sixteen kisses.” Tracy said. “That's eight for you and eight for Tim. I forgot you are a married man now. A half kiss is just mean.”


“Like a half-fuck.” Tim said. “Twice this morning Tracy. So demeaning. So brilliant. I love this old coot so much. Drape your other arm over me Scoundrel. Now let's go see your little refuge. Or not-so-little refuge. Holy crap did you get Emily to design this as well?”


“We had her and Rohan's architect help as consultants but this was a gift from the Order so our architects and engineers did most of the design.” Stephen said. “They proved very helpful in decorating the inside. Members of our Order tend to lean a little too much towards Spartan.”


“Minimalist.” Dylan said. “Same thing but it sounds nicer. A more updated Spartan look. Of course you can use it Stephen. Now how many kisses is it worth to you?”


“Actually I believe you didn't see that coming.” Belinda said kissing Stephen. “I think Dylan will be happy to let us both settle the bill since we are a couple. Done at twenty. I don't haggle Dylan. I bully. I'm cute enough to get away with my bullying. Glad you agree.”


When I opened the doors the choir inside started singing. They'd sneaked in through a side-door out of sight from our approach. You can't see acoustics Stephen reminded me. I could hear them and they were lovely. The recesses are traditionally left empty for the owner to fill with icons and other items that are meaningful to him I explained to Tim. They know enough about me to know I'd like a chapel. Belinda floored Tim when she chatted about a mosque the Order had built for one of our other members. Stephen reminded Tim we learned a lot about healing from the Moors. There is wisdom and wise people in every tradition.


Bram told me they had salvaged most of the items and wood from a church slated for demolition. His best guess about the wood beneath the thatch was it prevented sound from being absorbed into the soft thatch material. The thatch will help keep it nice and quiet inside during the rainy season. I loved the thick thatch roof that extended well out from the walls. When I'm rested and had some extended meditation sessions I'll come back and bless this space I told Sophie. Brother Michael started getting out the word for people to gather around the deck.


This time I didn't say anything but stepped on the deck and let my Lady sing my thanks and gratitude. While I was singing I motioned Clifton to join me. We knelt alongside each other and my Lady repeated the mantra softly for him. There were two words she pronounced with a slightly different inflection. On the six repetition Clifton joined in. I felt so proud that he got it the first time he said it with the changes. When he looked at me I smiled and increased the volume. I motioned for him to take the lead. Once the others had joined in my Lady repeated the mantra with an accent long-forgotten in our current times. She had also hung back just a fraction so our chant filled the silence while the others were taking a breath. Clifton did one more round after she stopped then still kneeling he hugged me.


“Archery!” I cried loudly and lifted Clifton up with me.


Sister Celeste let Tim borrow her bow since they were about the same height and weight. Belinda promised Dylan he'd get to enjoy me struggling with a bow and arrow after her two better students had finished their lesson. They deserved to enjoy the show as well. Leif added it wouldn't be fair for them to learn to shoot while laughing at me. Morgan thanked them for being so concerned about his safety. Who knows where those arrows would go if they are laughing while shooting he told Tracy. The boys practiced for fifteen minutes although with their instruction it was thirty-minutes before the lesson ended. Belinda was happy with their progress even though they felt dejected.


“You managed to hit the mark.” Brother Michael said. “Most of them weren't fatal wounds but any member of our Order will tell you they'd rather face an opponent with an arrow in them than one who isn't wounded. Tracy, unlike Rohan when it comes to using a bow I flatly refuse. Rohan is kind enough to give amusement to others. I'm no that humble yet. You are welcome to try teaching me that level of humility. I leave archery to Belinda and Petersen.”


“I know you cannot use the straighter, longer bow like the ones these boys used.” Christopher said. “Here is a bow I think you will enjoy more. Brother Michael was right in saying you have been a good sport and let us see you humbled every time you try to fire an arrow. I've had this for a couple of years. Rohan, I was waiting for a special occasion. I will look for one for Tim now we know he is a natural.”


“There's no need.” Sister Celeste said. “I have two other bows so if Tim doesn't mind being given a used bow he's welcome to that one as a wedding fit from me. I'm still trying to think of something for Rohan.”


“Of course I don't mind.” Tim said excitedly jumping up into a startled Sister Celeste's arms. She caught him reflexively and laughed as he showered her with kisses. Tracy captured the moment with some lovely pictures.


Christopher told me he'd found the bow in one of his travels through Europe in a chapter house. The monks never used it because it was a smaller flex bow and they preferred the longbow. When he let them know it was a gift for the Grand Master they had insisted he take it. The chapter house is in the Netherlands if you ever pass through I'm sure they'd love you to pop in and thank them Garth added. Bram made the case. Lao had come over to look at the bow.


“Much more sensible bow.” Lao said. “Rohan, you will not embarrass me. How can you be a military man if you can't remember where the targets are? Good. I'm glad you remember. Then you won't need to waste time looking or aiming. This is a time for you to take some time off. Time off from thinking. Time off from aiming. Time off from playing games with chi. Bell mantra three times inside of you while you nock the arrow. Then shoot. No need to complicate things. Swing axe. Bang heavy mace. Release string. Simple stuff Clifton can do so don't embarrass me.”


“Holy crap!” Belinda said when I turned, brought the bow down to point at the target and released in one fluid motion.


Before the others could move my arrow had pierced the target and almost gone through it. The arrow would have caught a man high up in the chest away from vital organs but would have made it tricky for him to fight any further. Christopher was so excited I hit the target at all he kissed me. Brother Michael agreed it was the bow. Belinda decided to make finding out why my bow had so much more power the scurvy knave's first homework assignment from the Order.


“No protests at homework?” Belinda asked.


“These three can't get enough of studying.” Sophie said. “We're homeschooling them to get them to cut back on schoolwork. Was Rohan really that bad with the bow? Everybody is congratulating him like he just won an archery tournament.”


“Give him Adam's bow and he'd be lucky to graze the target.” Belinda said. “Lao's advice intrigues me. I will chat to him some more.”


Since we were halfway back to the cabin we decided to go have lunch at the fire pit. There was a build-your-own-sandwich table set up. The monks would leave right after lunch so we had kept it simple. They had finished all the other clearing up and packing away. The plates they ate off would be the last thing we'd have to clean and pack. Everybody settled down on the lawn to eat their sandwich which Bram toasted on the fire-pit.


“Boss, I want to thank you for giving me this afternoon and tomorrow morning off.” Tracy said leading brother Michael over to us. “Brother Michael here is traveling back with Stephen and Belinda tomorrow. They are doing an inspection thingy at a chapter house a little north of here. Christopher and Garth have offered me a ride back tomorrow. Now I get to spend this afternoon and evening with Brother Michael. Go ahead, Brother Michael, thank your Boss for giving you this afternoon and evening off. You don't have to kiss him. I'll take care of the kiss. There. Now let's go grab a six-pack and find somewhere quiet to have lunch.”


“Go ahead Brother Michael and if Brother Murray and Sister Celeste want time off they can have it as well.” I said after looking past Tracy to where Stephen and Belinda stood. Stephen smiled and nodded in response to my unasked question. “The rest are going to spend the afternoon and evening gossiping so you might as well make it worthwhile. I'm going to string up a Brit after tea.”


“Dad pulled rank and took an entire week off.” Dylan said. “A good thing for the Brit we have Elaine on the property.”


I made a round with Tim thanking all of them once again. They surprised me by asking Clifton if he wouldn't mind leading them in the mantra for just five minutes. This time one of the nuns sat Clifton on her lap. Another monk sat Hans on his lap. I held Tammy close. Tracy, Lawrence and Lindsey took pictures of the gathering. When the chanting ended Lawrence told everybody that there would be a notice on the Order website with information on where to view the pictures and how to get a copy.


“So much for keeping your Order secret.” Tim said. “I'll have a look at it this week when you let me up for air and see what we can do.”


“Thank you Beloved.” I said kissing him.


Once we'd seen the monks off I took the remaining members of our gang back to our love nest to serve the chocolate mousse cakes. The boys beamed under the compliments and kisses. Leslie took a walk with Bert, Tammy and Clifton to see how he was doing. While they were gone Sanne told me Clifton was attending school with Hans. They had made arrangements for the boys to spend alternate afternoons at each other's home. Clifton would be moving in with Tammy and Bert in the hotel now the work was complete. Bram came over to thank me for the kindness of the monks in allowing Clifton and Hans to lead the chanting.


“When it comes to chanting Clifton is a natural.” I said. “He is better at it than anybody in our Order. Yes, Bram, including me. The only people better than Clifton are Daizan and my Lady. Now how about a beer? Tim needs to brush up on his bartender skills.”


“Looks like he's dong a fine job.” Sanne said bursting into laughter.


Dylan and Morgan were hanging on to Tim from the side toasting to his bravery in marrying me. I was glad to see they had half-pint glasses in their hands. Adam was valiantly trying to keep on with the game of darts behind them.


“That's pint-sized mischief with a half-pint glass.” I said smiling. “How many kisses do you think Tim will give me for rescuing him?”


“Twelve.” Tim said eagerly.


“We'll each give you twelve for not rescuing him.” Morgan countered.


“Tim's been so brave I think we'll let him loose.” Dylan said. “Morgan he agreed to a whole week alone with Dad. I cannot even imagine how many hours of lovemaking he'll have to endure. I think it's a miracle he survived the weekend.”


“We didn't run much interference.” Adam added handing the darts to Elaine. “Sanne, we offered but Tim told us we deserved a rest.”


“Thanks, my Love.” Tim said gratefully kissing me. “Ale all round? Coming right up.”


We walked to the cabin to say our goodbyes. Tim promised Dylan and Morgan there would be something left of me for when we returned Saturday morning. He also mentioned he could secure the computers from here. All he needed was to uh kiss the passwords out of me. I told the two scurvy knaves I'd miss them. Before I sat them on the back seat I dusted their seats a few times. I also admitted to Leslie that I'd miss her. She reminded me now that we had Tim here to secure our computers we could always Skype. Leslie knew the concept of marriage was troubling for me. Tim let us both know he wouldn't mind if I needed some time for a phone conversation with Leslie this week. He would need some time to look at the Order website.


Lao was going to cook dinner for everybody spending another night here. Tim told everybody they were welcome to come up to the house if we could grab some extra dishes from the cabin and some more fold-up chairs. Bram loaded the flatbed trailer with what we needed. Lawrence and Richard got a ride on it. The rest of us walked back. I let the others get ahead of us and quietly apologized to Tim for not being able to test our playroom tonight.


“We'll get to it when the time is right.” Tim said. “Let's enjoy the company of our friends while they are still here.”


“Are you guys sure you don't mind us intruding for dinner?” Tracy said as we approached the deck. “We can always impose on Elaine or use the cabin.”


“Tim just told me we ought to enjoy the company of our friends while they are here.” I said drawing her close to me. “I agree with him. Tim is eager to test the playroom but we will have time. When the time is right we will know it. Now where are our dessert chefs?”


Our dessert chefs learned how to make crepes with an apple pie filling. Later we will garnish it with some chocolate sauce, ice-cream and whipped cream I whispered. While Lao cooked Belinda asked Clifton if he'd like to lead us in our evening chant. His face lit up. Now that the monks had gone he thought his chance had ended. Belinda set him on her lap while the rest of us set up some extra chairs. Clifton asked me quietly if I'd sing at the end. I whispered back I'd love to. He kissed my cheek quickly. We all felt better when we went back inside to escape the chill of the night.


Lao made certain everybody knew he was only cooking because I hadn't embarrassed him at archery. Belinda asked about the advice he had given me. The secret Lao explained is to relax into yourself either by doing it quickly where you don't have time to think about things going wrong or by taking your time to breathe into it so each step becomes a meditation. Both lead to the same goal of releasing the arrow without thought. Good meditation practice for the boys because it involves doing something manly Lao finished. Adam and Belinda decided to try it tomorrow morning before Lao left. They told Lao they'd take him along.


“That's a relief.” Tim said. “Rohan if they keep him distracted he's not likely to try poison us again. Why are you grinning?”


“Because he knows I have this with me.” Lao said reaching into the large pocket on his coat and pulling out a brown paper bag. “Elaine has a bag for each day you will be here.”


Tim got up without saying a word and went over to the bar for another pint. Elaine kindly waited for him to take a sip before adding she also had a herb blend for smoothies. We would drink the smoothie when we went down for our daily massage. Tim blushed prettily and told her might need to skip a few days after our playroom session. Elaine insisted that was when he needed the massage the most. Lao explained he would be helping Elaine gain experience massaging around welts and bruises. I promised to give her lots of practice.


I told Hans and Clifton this was our way of saying thank you to them for their gifts and hard work so they let us wait on them.


“Rohan I know this is America but that looks decidedly like a soup bowl and not a dessert bowl.” Tim said when I set them on the counter.


“Easier for the boys to eat from without making a mess.” I said ignoring Sanne who groaned and asked for some more honey vodka. Tammy joined her.


The soup bowl took two crepes to line. Adam set the crepes in the plate. Tim ladled the warm apple filling into the bowl. I topped it off with some ice-cream, whipped cream, chocolate sauce and a cherry. Tim kissed my cheek and told me he was in awe of my dessert skills. Tracy knew me well enough to have her camera ready when he brought the bowls over on a tray.


“I give up.” Sanne said when she saw the bowls. The boys grinned. Lao agreed with them that I made the best desserts ever. “Yes Tim they do look wonderful. I'm sure they'll taste even more delicious than they look. I'll be back on Tuesday for seconds.”


Dessert was so delicious Tim gave me permission to repeatedly ravish every Brit within a two yard radius. Adam laughed when I asked if that included both the sober and drunk Brits. Good luck finding a sober one Tim said jumping up to get himself a second round of dessert much to Sanne's amazement. Tracy handed her the honey vodka. We played some billiards after dinner. Bram promised to make Clifton and Hans a little step so they could reach the table. Adam grinned at me knowing full well what I was picturing in my mind. I saw him looking at me and winked.


The deciding game came down to Bram and me versus Tracy and Brother Michael. Tim suggested making it a handicap match because I was so skillful handling wood. Elaine bought him a beer for that comment. I didn't dignify that comment with a kiss. Tracy won the game. Tim consoled me by promising to let me practice with his wood to practice anytime.


Walking Sanne home from the love nest was quite a walk but we all agreed to keep up the tradition. We stopped to put away the extra chairs and dishes Bram had brought up for dinner. Tracy suggested a wooden chest or hutch to hold extra plates for when we had guests at the new house. When Tim asked about a place for the chairs Bram decided to add a wooden closet to the back of the shed. I agreed with Tim that I was a lucky man to have Bram around. Sanne added it worked both ways because I kept Bram busy.


“Did I miss it or is the smoker not finished?” Adam asked as we left the cabin grounds.


“No, you didn't miss it.” Bram said. “There was such a small difference in price I chose the larger commercial smoker. We couldn't get it delivered in time but I thought a couple of days delay wouldn't matter. The smoker will be here Tuesday. The stained glass arrives Wednesday. We'll have everything finished before you leave, Rohan. I chatted to the company making the smoker and they told me about the wiring and ventilation so I have the structure for it all ready. Adam will help me make some metal rings to use as doorhandles. Tim the smoker is too wide for regular doors so I made an extra-large doorway.”


“He wanted an excuse to make some impressive doors.” Sanne said kissing Bram. “They are very impressive doors. Took three big guys to carry each one.”


“My Love if the windows are in place Wednesday does that mean you will bless the chapel this week?” Tim asked.


“Let's see how the week unfolds.” I answered. “Adam it doesn't involve any real sacrifice or a lot of preparation time but this is our honeymoon and I want to spend as much time as possible with this imp.”


“Hush, Love.” Tim said with an expression I knew meant trouble. “The chapel can only be blessed here. My ass on the other hand travels quite well and you can catch up on fucking it back at the apartment.”


“He raises a good point.” Amanda said.


“And something without a point.” Elaine added.


“Lao will any of that tea help improve Rohan's memory?” Tim asked. “I distinctly remember asking Rohan to teach me to meditate. I also told him I'd love to meditate two or three times per day with him on our honeymoon. Please my Love let's bless the chapel. I'd like to leave here knowing everything is complete.”


“Dad it would be nice to have everything finished.” Adam said. “Bram will help me get the gates done. You never know what scheme will come up when we go back to the apartment next weekend. We'll all feel better knowing we don't have any unfinished business here.”


“Boss if you can do the blessing on Friday that would be great,” Tracy said looking at her smartphone. “I will have the maid service clean it on Thursday. No they can't do the house on Thursday because you will only make it dirty on Friday. They can clean the house, cabin and office on Saturday. You will all be leaving early to get to town in time for the opening of the orphanage.”


“How are we getting back?” Tim asked. “Lawrence and Richard drove us here.”


“We'll give you a lift back.” Lawrence said. “Patricia won't let me near the place until five minutes before the official opening. Thanks Rohan I'll take you up on that offer to hang out in a nearby bar. Patricia's right Tracy. I'll be so nervous I'll being fussing endlessly. Lao's given me some tea to help me keep it together when I see the kids. The biggest miracle will be waking up with Richard still next to me the next day.”


“I don't embarrass as easily as Lao.” Richard said kindly. “Besides I have faith in his tea.”


“Okay, okay. We will bless the chapel Friday if somebody promises to speak to Ivan about smoking some meat in our new smoker for dinner afterward.” I said.


“That will give me something to do while Adam and Bram are spanking metal.” Amanda said. “Elaine I'd love your help. The post-blessing dinner will be an all lady meal.”


“Bram is it difficult to make a display cabinet or hutch for the extra plates I need?” I asked.


“I have all the templates and wood we will need so it won't take long.” Bram said. “Adam waiting for the stain to dry is what holds things up. Why do you ask, Rohan?”


“Well since these two scurvy knaves want everything complete I was thinking of ordering the plates and cutlery tomorrow morning.” I said. “I'd also like to get a retractable awning for the deck so we can use it in the winter. I don't like the cold any more than you Tim so we'll order some outdoor heaters. Sanne did such a great job on the garden I'd like to enjoy it as much as possible. We will need to make the closet for the back of the shed large enough to hold a folding dining table.”


“I'll help Bram with those projects since he is helping me with the gates.” Adam said. “Give me a call thirty minutes before you want to start work Bram. This is so cool.”


On our way back Amanda laughed when Tim asked me about table linens for the folding table. Tim grinned when she explained my love of table linens. I promised Tracy we'd only buy one set of new linens and grab a couple more from the apartment. When I told my housekeeper I'd brew up the tea first thing in the morning she surprised me by hugging and kissing me. You have no idea how long I've waited for the day when I know you won't forget to do what you say she explained. Tim suggested a last round with a game of darts before bed. I smiled at his excitement. We said a quick goodnight to the others on the lawn by the cabin before he dragged me away.


The next morning I let Tim sleep in and watched the sunrise from my deck. Then I brewed our tea and slipped into bed with him. After our tea we snuggled under the covers with my laptop and coffee to do some shopping. Adam came bounding in just a few steps ahead of Bram. He plopped down at the foot of the bed while Bram settled in a chair. They had cut the pieces for our display cabinet. Sanne had sent them to collect us for breakfast before they got started on staining the cabinet. Bram was happy for the break because he wanted us to collect a book or two from the forge and go over some gate designs.


Adam slid up between us to look at the linens and dinner service. Tim gave him the honor of placing the order because he was so excited at the thought of spending five thousand dollars. We'd taken a shower earlier to help Tim wake up so we dressed quickly and were soon on our way. Bram promised Adam they’d get started on the metalwork right after lunch. He needed to have his archery lesson before Belinda left. While he was having his lesson Bram would do some research and plan the project. He would explain the plan and the thought process behind it to Adam before they got started. When I asked if we needed to order the metal Bram told me they'd purchased some basic supplies ahead of time. One of the college instructors had given him an idea of a good variety of metal pieces to buy.


“Five meat omelet was a special request. Rohan my breakfast plan this week is a simple one. I'm making Adam's five favorite breakfasts. Call it part of his birthday celebration. ” Elaine said. “Yes there's sautéed spinach and green smoothies as well. Don't worry Tim I made plenty for you as well. I'd rather Rohan didn't have a reason to spank me.”


“Spoilsport.” Tim said. “Tracy an Irish coffee is always welcome.”


Adam led Tim and me over to the table to look at some designs. We settled on a mix of wood and metal gates. The metal work would be the insert in the middle of the gate. Bram would match the wood with the garden fencing. The flat metal pieces with a pointed top were very military-like. This and the openness they provided the gates was perfect. The beauty was we could simply scale it down for the pathway gate. We needed two tall gates for the garden areas and one smaller pathway gate.


Lao instructed the two archers not to worry where their first shot landed. The idea was to group the arrows closely together. This time their first arrows landed closer to the middle of the target. Tim took almost fifteen minutes to release his five arrows. Adam took closer to twenty. Then Lao insisted I give it a try. He sent Bram off to find me a piece of wood to use as a target so we could test the range of my bow outside. The size of the target doesn't matter if your technique is correct Lao explained when Tim remarked he could barely see the target. When Bram returned he let us know the target was a six-inch square piece of wood set about one hundred and fifty yards away. Christopher let us know my bow had a range of around two hundred yards.


Ground, bell mantra, sealing mantra, let go of thought, let go of sensation Lao said softly with very, very long pauses between each instruction. Lao repeated these instructions a second time. Lao surprised me by telling me I'd done enough for one day. My first arrow had missed to the right by about two inches and my second was three inches too high. Adam and Tim couldn't believe the arrows had penetrated the bank so deeply.


“What I want to know is where the old Rohan is hiding.” Belinda said as we looked at the results of my shooting. “Rohan has managed to land two arrows within a nine by eight inch area from well over a hundred yards away. Adam that's one and a half football fields. I think I'm beginning to understand it. Lao am I right in saying you have used Rohan's strength at meditation to bypass his weakness at archery?”


“Yes.” Lao said. “Instead of focusing on what wasn't working I approached it differently. There are many paths to the mountain top.”


“Can you turn anything into a meditation?” Adam asked.


“Yes. Look at Clifton. Rohan has turned his life into a meditation.” Lao said. “He recites a mantra no matter what he is doing and Tammy will tell you the changes are huge. Tim there is a deeper knowing within us all. When Clifton stops thinking of failure or trying to do something but stays focused on the mantra then this deeper wisdom takes over. Rohan channels his Lady just like Clifton channels this wisdom. Something for you to meditate on.


Leave the target there for Rohan to practice. I will call you Wednesday to see how many times you hit it. Tim please keep time. Twenty minutes is a good amount. You can try but your bow may not get the arrow to go as far. Brother Michael it looks like you will need to entertain the others with your archery. Rohan has stopped embarrassing me.”


“On that happy note we need to get going.” Belinda said. “Hang on guys it looks like Rohan has already managed to bake and frost a cake. Yes getting up at sunrise will give you time. The tea isn't the best but it's a breakfast blend Tim. Good of you to compromise.”


“Rohan's cake will make up for what the tea lacks.” Tim said before racing Adam to the house.


The boys ended up in a wrestling match before they got to the house. We calmly walked past them as they rolled on the ground. They joined us during our second cup of tea. I told them they could eat their second slice of cake on the way to the cabin. Once we'd said our goodbyes I decided to save a walk and hang out at the cabin until lunch. We played croquette for an hour. My housekeeper had saved us some leftover chili so chili dogs was a unanimous choice for lunch. I took J's place alongside Bram at the grill. Tim kept us company and well-supplied with beer. We all ate lunch quickly because Adam wanted to get started hammering away. Elaine promised to take pictures for us and kindly refused my attempt to pay her with a chili dog.


“Better grab your own plate, my Love.” I warned Tim as we headed back to the house. “There's only four on my plate. Thank Elaine quickly. I'd like to raise a glass in honor of Adam swinging the hammer.”


“Headlines in the paper tomorrow: Son swings hammer Dad swings chili dog. Read all about it! Ouch!” Tim said and danced out of my reach after I swatted him.


“Better not get too close while there's still a chili dog on your plate.” Amanda warned as he skipped back to kiss me. “Do you want to take the chance? He'll kiss you plenty later anyway. They're your dogs though.”


Tim played it safe and stayed out of reach the rest of the way home. The kind lad had a beer waiting for me. We raised a glass and a chili dog to Adam's first day in the forge. I let Tim know we were having dinner at the cabin. Elaine was cooking roast chicken for us. Tim loved the idea of making a dessert from one of our new cookbooks. Tomorrow we are staying here I promised. The tea will find its way to us I assured Tim. Our time is better spent baking some tea time treats to go with it when it arrives. Tim promised to blow me if I made him some shortbread. I held out for a sample of his oral skills before agreeing.


“Shower! No detours.” I said when a glowing Adam approached the house.


“Dad I don't have any clothes to wear back to the cabin.” Adam said.


“So? Get in there. Oh, never mind I'll take care of this personally.” I said picking him up but keeping him at arm's reach.


Adam couldn't stop talking about all the fun he'd had. I got in the shower with him to make certain he was clean. Adam did stop talking about the forge for a few seconds when he fed me his load. Tim was trying to talk Elaine into pretending she hadn't brought him any clothes. Bram had headed straight home for a shower before dinner and told Elaine where Adam was. Amanda had given Elaine an outfit of clothing just in case. I poured the two of them a half-pint of beer while Adam dressed.


“I made chocolate cobbler with Rohan.” Tim said. “What a blast! Adam you know the old joke that more lovers would swallow if cum tasted like chocolate? I tested the theory with some strategically applied leftover batter.”


“You ought to let the Nobel prize judges know of his sacrifice Rohan.” Elaine said as we followed behind the boys.


“The experiment was a huge success.” Tim continued. “I'm sure Rohan wouldn't mind helping you confirm it when you're not busy playing with wood or spanking metal.”


“I'm sure you've guessed the reason I came to drag you down so early.” Elaine asked me. “Yes, it's massage time.”


“Approach the smoothie like you do the tea.” I advised Tim as he settled on the massage table. “Give thanks for the healing properties of the plants and to the Universe for providing so well for our health. Adam once we've put these cobblers down I'd like you to show me what you did in the forge. We'll see the woodwork when we walk Sanne home. Beloved we'll stop on the way back to the house so you can see the ironwork.”


Bram, Sanne, Marikie and Hans joined us as we walked back to the forge. I thought the metalwork was pretty good. Adam complained it looked nothing like the gate in the picture.


“Adam, the man making those gates has ten of years experience for every hour you've been at it.” I said. “Bram please make certain every imperfection is kept provided it doesn't weaken the structure of the gate. I want Adam able to walk around this property and see visual reminders of his progress as time goes on. Do you really think I'm more caught up in the appearance than I am in the fact I will see your bravery in being an amateur metalworker and courage in putting it out there visually? The gate is visible from the kitchen sink. Whenever I was dishes I there will be a reminder of this time with Tim and the start of your great Order adventure.”


“You'll wash dishes by hand?” Adam said with a smile stepping over to hug me.


“Helps keep me humble.” I said. “Now let's go back to the cabin so I can cry on the massage table. Adam if I stay here a minute longer I will burst from pride and joy.”


“That would make a mess on your metalwork.” Hans pointed out sagely. Adam ruffled his hair as we left the forge. “Dad whatever I do I want it to look good.”


“Bram knows what I mean. He won't let you make something that looks like Tim drinking Lao's tea first thing in the morning.” I assured Adam.


Elaine was laughing at the expressions on Tim's face as he drank his smoothie. She laughed even harder as he watched incredulously as I drank mine down in three large swallows. The others promised to make certain he finished his smoothie so Elaine took me inside for my massage. Elaine honored my request to leave the door open so I could enjoy the garden. When she had finished the massage she told me I'd made a lot of progress regaining my lost weight. Hans came over to tell us Bram was bringing the chicken over from the fire-pit. He giggled and reminded me to put my clothes on when I pretended to walk out naked. Elaine went on ahead while I dressed. I chatted with Hans about Clifton. Hans was very excited to have a new friend. I agreed we were both very lucky to have a new, special friend in our lives.


Because Tim wanted to see the metalwork we all walked to the forge after dinner. Marikie suggested we bring dessert with us and play some billiards or darts in the dormitory. Hans forgot himself and kissed her for being so smart. The rest of us laughed at her startled expression. Tim reminded Adam to make certain he put something on his back to help his muscles recover. Elaine said she had plans for Adam to spend some time in the soaking tubs and steam room.


While Sanne dished up dessert for us I wandered around the dormitory. Elaine came over to ask what I was looking for.


“There isn't any workout equipment or workout space.” I said. “I noticed the same thing at the new house. This is not something the Order or Emily would forget so I'm trying to figure out what I'm missing.”


“You obviously haven't explored your playroom yet.” Elaine said. “We all naturally assumed this would be one of the first rooms you would investigate. Yes, I guess you have been busy. There are some dumbbells and resistance bands in that closet against that wall. I'm certain Catherine ordered some of your favorite workout DVDs as well. You can attach the bands to the upright posts for added resistance. I'm certain there will be somewhere to attach the bands in the playroom. I've tried some of the workouts and they kicked my butt even with the least resistance.”


“Good. Tomorrow we will gladly welcome visitors but I'm spending the day around the house and cooking a special dinner for Tim. We're also expecting his tea to arrive.” I said. “Thank you for letting the others know. No need to fetch the tea because he needs to take his new gift for a test run. A ride to the contractor to pick up his tea will be perfect.”


Tim and Adam were conspiring on the walk back so I leaned in between them and told them tomorrow would not be a good day for a conspiracy because I was implementing mine. This was pretty much the first day since our wedding Tim and I didn't have anything planned. We assured Amanda we didn't mind in the least because we would get plenty of alone time in Poland and England. The two conspirators ran on ahead of us to put a little space between us. So long as I get to wreak havoc on Tim's body tomorrow they can conspire all they want I told the others.


Before we entered the house I lay Tim on the lounger and gave him a blowjob. When he asked about my erection I told him he was looking at his first breakfast tomorrow. You'd better get plenty of rest I advised as we slipped into bed. Tim was adamant it was the old geezer who needed the rest. He told me he admired Adam's loyalty to his dad but was adamant the warnings weren't necessary. My last thought before sleep was of genital stocks.


I led Tim out to the deck to drink our medicinal tea. Then I taught him the inner smile meditation. After thirty minutes I ended our meditation and made coffee. Lounging outside naked while drinking coffee felt really good. When I finished my second cup I decided it was time to start my day-long invasion of Britain.


“Don't get up, Love.” I said straddling him. “Time for the first breakfast I promised you.”


“Really? You mean this is all mine?” Tim said pulling my cock towards his mouth and licking the head.


“All yours.” I agreed pressing it against his lips.


“Are you certain? I was thinking I might need to start a diet today. Umpf!” Tim said when I cut him off by filling his mouth.


“Then you'll enjoy this nice, organic snack.” I said. “Don't waste time. The sooner I get off the sooner you do.”


This reminder provided Tim with all the encouragement needed to get my balls rolling and cock twitching. What he lacked in experience Tim made up for with his enthusiasm. When he's probing fingers found my sweet spot he didn't leave it alone. Over time I'd teach him how to tease and prolong things but today he was an inexperienced fifteen-year old doing his best to please me. I discovered I liked it. A lot. Maybe I'd delay those lessons I thought idly for a split second before his tongue reached out to touch me right there. His fingers pressed against me one more time. What fucking lessons I thought as my orgasm overwhelmed me.


“Wow! You seem to be getting the hang of this.” I said when my hips finished bucking and my head cleared.


Tim smiled up at me with a drop of cum leaking from the corner of his mouth. The boy looked so pleased with himself it melted my heart even more. I laughed with joy before kissing him and licking my cum from his chin. Tim squirmed beneath my compliments as if they were tender physical touches. I wasn't leaving him alone with his erection so I draped him over my shoulder when I went inside to get a glass. Then I returned to the deck and laid him across my knees with his cock pointing down between my thighs.


“Time for your first milking.” I said as I positioned the glass below his cock.


Earlier, while Tim was in the bathroom, I had slipped into the playroom to grab a vibrator. I'd kept it hidden beneath a tea towel on the table next to my lounger. This vibrator was one of our smaller ones. I intended to make every bit of discomfort he felt from his milking to be from the pleasure he felt. Tim groaned as I slipped it into his ass. I turned it on low and began running my hands over his body.


My hands roamed lightly over the flesh of his ass. They traveled down the back of his legs as far as I could reach. I caressed the sides of his thighs, his inner thighs and gently explored the cleft of his ass. Traveling up I explored his back, flanks and even toyed with his nipple gently. Closing my eyes I explored him as if I were a blind man fixing his appearance into my memory. I let the love I felt for him determine the firmness of my touch.


Without conscious thought I turned up the vibrator a notch. Keeping up my exploration with my hands I relaxed into the moment. There was no need to rush. I'd given us all the time in the world today. From a distance I was aware of Tim squirming and groaning. His gentle sounds of pleasure were growing louder. I was glad he was feeling pleasure but not attached in any way to his experience. Right now I was getting to know his body and not even he would rush me.


“Yes Beloved I'm listening. No I'm not ignoring you.” I said. “I'm just busy placing my desires ahead of yours. My primary desire right now is to get to know your body better.”


“Scoundrel this body of mine wants to fucking cum.” Tim said.


“Then cum.” I said giving his ass a gentle squeeze.


“A little help would be appreciated.” Tim said squirming even more.


“Is this what you had in mind?” I asked pressing my thighs against his cock and balls.


“Oh, thank fuck! That's a start.” Tim agreed. “Now if you'd lend me a hand or a mouth or an ass.”


“Sorry Beloved none of them are available right now.” I said with a calmness I wasn't feeling. He looked so gorgeous writhing on my lap. “They're tied up in a meeting for the next hour or so.”


“Fuck no! Not an hour. Holy crap!” Tim wailed. “Scoundrel I will feather you before Morgan. Fuck what torture. Yes it feels good. That's the problem. Too fucking good. Oh gods.”


“Hmm, well I'm feeling a little hungry so perhaps we ought to stop for breakfast and continue in a bit.” I said as I began sliding the vibrator in and out of his ass.


“No, please don't stop. Please don't stop. I'll do anything you want. Please get me off, Scoundrel. I love you.” Tim said quickly. The words tumbling out so fast they seemed one word.


“Well if you can get off before I lose interest or get too hungry then so be it.” I said in as disinterested a tone as I could muster.


Reaching down I raised the glass to catch every drop of his load. The vibrator got turned on to high and thrust deeper inside him. Between his sounds of pleasure Tim thanked me over and over. Eventually his squirming forced me to drape my right leg over his legs just below the curve of his ass or he'd have fallen from my lap. When his orgasm started I buried the vibrator inside him and held it there until he finished.


“Squeeze out the last drop for me, Tim.” I said and then drank his warm cum.


“No, Scoundrel, I'm not joking when I say I can't walk.” Tim said when I declared it breakfast time. “The other three fucketeers tried to warn me. I thought they were exaggerating. They weren't. Holy crap but the gentler you are the harder it is to bear. Phew! I suppose I could sit on the stool. Lift me up slowly, Scoundrel. For some reason I feel a little light-headed. Well if I don't survive an entire day of this I'll at least die happy.”


Tim insisted I wear an apron to protect my magic wand. I promised to show him a few more tricks before sunset. He sounded just like the other three scurvy knaves when he saw me place some greens on the counter. I laughed and kissed him. Then I calmly began sauteing the greens. Waffles, sausage, eggs sunny-side up and a green smoothie rounded out our meal. Our morning smoothie was herb free. We washed the dishes together interspersed with a liberal amount of kissing and ass grabbing.


“Beer and billiards?” I suggested as I hung up the dish towel.


Elaine sent me a text to let me know his tea had arrived at our contractor's office. I thanked her for letting us know. We finished our beer but left the game unfinished. I made the shortbread so it could cool while we fetched the tea. When we heard the sound of hammering coming from the forge we stopped to watch for a few minutes. Both Adam and Bram had worked up a sweat. Bram told us they were about to finish so we waited for them. On the walk to the cabin Adam talked not only about the metalworking but all the carpentry he was learning. Adam was impressing Bram by how quickly he was learning things.


“We won't be gone long Amanda.” I said. “I have plans for this afternoon that involve my new playroom and a Brit.”


“Well if Rohan is willing to wait while you rinse off and get some clean clothes on then you can ride to town with them.” Amanda said.


Adam was ready in record time. I gave Tim a quick driving lesson while we waited for him. Then we raced off in a cloud of dust. I told my contractor it was okay for the two scurvy knaves to have a beer with us. When I thanked him for his hard work he thanked me for all the business. The best client to work for is one who stays away he told us. Tim agreed with him that few stayed as far away as I did. Adam teased me by suggesting I just wanted to get every drop of work out of my contractor for the money I paid him. This comment earned him a sound tickling. On the way back we took a detour on an off-road trail so Tim could experience a drop or two.


When we finished cleaning our bikes Adam headed off to find Bram. Sanne kindly agreed to come up to the house with us and show us what vegetables we could harvest. She'd taken some from the hydroponics crop to get us started. Tim insisted we put the kettle on before we headed to the garden. Sanne showed me how to harvest some fresh horseradish for our roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. There were two different lettuces for us to use in our salad with some radishes. Being able to harvest just what we needed for dinner made me feel really good. Sanne joined us for some tea and shortbread but didn't stay long.


Tim joined me for an hour of meditation. Our playroom experience got postponed when we noticed a large truck arriving at the cabin and had to go see the new smoker. This proved a great decision because Bram couldn't hide his joy. We all agreed it was a beauty. Tim complimented Adam on the rings they had made for the doorhandles. The black metal really popped against the lighter wood. I signed the delivery note because Bram was busily connecting wires. He finished five minutes later. Bram grinned when I suggested smoking a small amount of meat as a test run. Sanne kissed his cheek and agreed to go look up a recipe for beef jerky online while Adam gave him a lift to their place to get the meat.


Life was pretty idyllic Tim decided when you had a pretty young lady giving you a massage while a handsome scoundrel was cooking you a roast beef dinner. The tea had been even better than he imagined. Elaine smiled and told him he'd only mentioned the freshly harvested vegetables three times so a fourth time was definitely okay. Elaine and I laughed when he declared the idyllic life did not include one of Lao's smoothies. I warned him if he left a single drop in his glass he got buttered toast for his dinner tonight. Then I kissed him and swatted his bare ass.


This was the first meal I was preparing for just the two of us so I wanted to savor the experience. I took some time to light a few candles, pour myself a pitcher of ale and put on some of my favorite music by Karl Jenkins. The meal was so important for me I used one of the cookbooks to refresh my memory about the conventional approach to prepare roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. I even placed the book on a book stand as I worked. Once I had placed the meat in the oven I started on the vegetables.


“Hello, Beloved.” I said when I noticed him leaning against the doorpost. “Been there long?”


“A few minutes.” Tim said stepping into the kitchen to accept a beer I poured him. He kissed me tenderly. “You looked so happy I didn't want to disturb. Care to share your thoughts?”


“Very ordinary thoughts made extraordinary because they included you.” I said returning his kiss. “This is the first meal I am cooking for just the two of us. I wanted it to be perfect.”


“You're taking this serious if you are using a cookbook.” Tim said. “Would you like me to leave you on your own or can I share in your joy?”


“I'd love you to stay if you don't find it boring watching an old scoundrel cook.” I said touching my glass to his. “This is Karl Jenkins. Stabat Mater.”


“Getting into the mood for the chapel blessing a little early aren't you?” Tim teased. “I'll do the best with this humble body of mine to give you a heavenly experience tonight.”


“Very kind of you. How about refilling our pitcher?” I asked. “Go ahead and see how you do at a black and tan.”


“Somebody's trying to get me drunk.” Tim said taking a small sip. “Today it's my turn to have my wicked way with you. Tomorrow it's your turn.”


Another pitcher was definitely in order we agreed. I rewarded him with a kiss for a job well done. Adam came running in and placed his lips right next to Tim's. I laughed and kissed him. He handed us a small bunch of flowers from Elaine's garden for our dinner table. I found a vase to put them in while he grabbed a half-pint mug. Adam decided Tim's black and tan deserved a kiss. Then he left as quickly as he'd arrived telling us Bram was waiting in the forge for him.


“That's one lucky kid.” Tim said with a sigh. “Will you spoil me as much as you spoil him?”


“More.” I promised. “You're my life-partner. I'm sure Lao has a tea for you if you're going to get maudlin on me. We can take a break from the kitchen now and I just remembered we haven't practiced my archery today. Why don't you get us another pitcher while I grab my bow?”


“No I'm not going maudlin on you.” Tim promised. “I'm just living one of those lives where you feel the need to pinch yourself.”


“Whenever you feel the urge to pinch let me know. A swat or six to the butt works just as well.” I said.


“I may need quite a bit of convincing.” Tim warned me grabbing a quick kiss as he picked up the pitcher.


Without Lao to pace me I rushed things a little and got off three arrows in about twenty minutes. The positive was they weren't further away than my previous two. Tim suggested one more arrow from thirty yards further back. I sipped my beer while he explained if I truly gave up on any chance of hitting the target I might relax and focus on the meditative aspect of it more. He reminded me it was working miracles for Clifton. Why not I thought. The arrows were landing in the bank so I wasn't putting anybody at risk. Tim held out two arrows to me. Get the second in the air before the first lands he said with a grin and promised me a kiss if I did. I got him to add a pint of stout to the kiss.


Standing still I waited until all sense of the target and bank dissolved into a blur. Three deep breaths. Three silent chants of the bell. No grounding my Lady whispered. Arrows fly so connect up to the sky. Feel the joy of the bird. She sang an uplifting song softly within me. I felt myself expand. Imagining the sensations of flight. The joy and freedom of the arrow. Done! I knew they were both in the air.


“You owe me a beer and a kiss Beloved.” I said looking at him.


“Go Dad!” I heard Adam shouting.


“You did it Scoundrel!” Tim shouted leaping into my arms and smothering me in kisses. When I'd heard an arrow striking wood I thought I'd hit a tree. Bram came over to shake my hand while I still held Tim in my arms.


“Join us for a beer to celebrate.” I said setting Tim back on his feet. “We'll have it on the deck. Adam if I didn't have to rush back to check on the roast I'd love to see what you guys have done. Hate to rush you. Beloved, it was just luck I hit that piece of wood. I'll take it though so Lao doesn't feel embarrassed.”


“No, my Love, one arrow hitting the target would have been luck but the other landed where the target had been before the first arrow moved it.” Tim told me as he linked arms with Bram. “I can't wait to call Lao tomorrow. Fine I'll wait until after you've played some more in the morning. Now let's go check our dinner.”


On the return walk we stopped to collect the arrows. I silently thanked my Lady who agreed to answer my questions tomorrow morning before Tim woke. Layers she told me cryptically before slipping away. The roast still needed to cook for about ten or fifteen minutes. Enough time for me to catch up on the work in the forge and enjoy a beer with everybody. When they left Adam kissed me and Tim and told us to enjoy our meal. I promised to text a picture of the table to Elaine so she could see how lovely her flowers looked. Bram reminded me the stained glass windows would be delivered tomorrow and the company making them was also sending people to install them. I promised I'd get Tim dressed before nine. Bram teased by asking how long he'd stay dressed. We'll know tomorrow I responded.


“Come with me, Love.” I said as our guests disappeared from sight. “This is your night as well. How would you like it to unfold?”


“Let me fill our glasses. Then we can stretch out and chat.” Tim said motioning me to the couch. “What did you have in mind?”


“Strangely enough I'd like to get some of the resistance bands out for some exercise.” I said as he lay down on me. “A thirty minute workout and a shower before dinner would make me feel good. Then I'd like to enjoy our main course and meditate before dessert. Oh, crap I just remembered I haven't checked on the wine for dinner.”


“There's plenty behind the bar, my Love.” Tim assured me. “We'll open a bottle when we start our workout routine. I like your plans. All this archery and other pummeling will make it imperative for me to get fit quickly. Unlike Adam I don't have the forge to build my muscles. There's no immediate rush though. I like lying in your arms drinking beer.”


“I like having you in my arms with or without beer.” I said.


Tim opened the wine while I went to get our workout DVD and resistance bands. I returned with a variety of bands and three of my 10 Minute Trainer DVDs. Naturally we worked out naked. Tim impressed me by making it through two of the workout routines. He sat at the bar with a half-pint of beer while I did the last workout routine. Then we headed to the shower. My beloved kindly let me swallow a load. He insisted we get dressed in a nice shirt and pants for dinner. I set the food on the sideboard while he finished setting the table. Tim sent Elaine a picture of the setting before we sat down.


The view from the dining room was amazing. We could look out through a window over the lake. I thought it idyllic. I let Tim know he deserved a spanking for keeping me from a romantic meal with a lover for way too long because of his patience. Then he leaned in to apologize with a kiss. I earned a few more kisses with my comment that trying to bribe me into a lighter spanking with kisses would only make sure he got a longer spanking. I laughed when he finally stopped kissing me and poured himself some more wine.


Tim was as excited as me to see the stained glass windows. Between wine and kisses we agreed to keep the blinds and curtains closed so we wouldn't catch a glimpse of the windows before they were in place. I suggested that would be a good time to try the bathhouse at the cabin. Maybe even stay for tea. I'd be happy to make more shortbread at no extra charge I told Tim. Somehow we remembered to finish our seconds before they got cold.


I led Tim to the altar off the bedroom where we meditated for thirty minutes. We both practiced the inner smile meditation. Bakewell tart rounded off our meal quite nicely. I helped Tim load the dishes in the dishwasher so I could have more time with him. When I told him we'd be better off if we waited before I ravaged his ass Tim started pestering me with questions about my plans. I spanked such nonsense out of him quickly and firmly. Make it an ale if we are playing darts with a beer before bed I told him. Stout would need us to wait some more. Tim already felt an hour-long wait was cruel and unusual punishment. The scurvy knave had the temerity to beat me twice.


“Such rudeness doesn't give you the right to spank me.” I declared as his dart hit the winning bull. “What it does is give me every reason to spank you just a bit harder.”


“Well as long as there's some prize I'm happy. The kisses are a good start Scoundrel.” Tim said. “Now why don't we get on with getting our clothes off before my gloating makes you decide just a bit harder should become a lot harder.”


“How rare it is to find a scurvy knave as wise as he is cute.” I said lifting Tim into my arms and carrying him to the bedroom.


I popped into the playroom to gather up a pair of restraints, short strap, long chain and paddle. Tim was slung over my shoulder to free up a hand. He laughed delightedly at being able to fondle my ass. I let him fondle away because soon I'd spend a lot of time fondling his ass. When I set him on his feet in the bedroom Tim thanked me for letting the fondling continue all the way to the bedroom. Since we only had two items of clothing on getting naked didn't take any time at all.


“Kneel, Beloved.” I instructed while fastening the wrist restraints.


Lifting his arms above his head I secured them to a hook in the ceiling. Then I took the short strap and secured his ankles together. Tugging gently on his hips I pulled him backwards until his hands were taut above him. A liberal lubing of his ass was the last time in getting him ready. I let him watch as I slowly covered my erection with a thick coat of lube. Tim smiled and let his tongue run slowly over his lips in response to my teasing.


Laughing at his playful response I knelt in front of him. My hands reached around to fondle his ass while we kissed. Only when I felt I'd fondled his ass for a little longer than he had mine did I break off the kisses. The rest of what I had in mind I wanted delivered with head spinning swiftness. Reckless endangerment of his ass by starting to strong was not an option so I warmed him up with some firm strokes of my hand. When a nice red glow covered his ass I picked up the paddle.


Fast, hard and harder with each smack was the tempo I set. Tim's cries of pain were often cut off as the next blow landed. Usually with enough force to leave him trying to catch his breath. Fifty good solid blows were laid on random areas of his cute cheeks. The pain reached a crescendo. I reached mine shortly afterward.


The moment the fiftieth blow landed I knelt over the back of his thighs and thrust into him. I fucked my crying mate remorselessly. When I reached the point where I began to slide down into my orgasm I opened my heart. No whispered words of endearment in this fuck. He either felt it or he didn't. I squeezed down hard on the base of his shaft as I pumped my cum into him. Keeping my hand tight around his shaft I shuffled around to take him in my mouth. I held back the flow of his cum for a short while longer. Three licks and then I released the dammed up cum.


No tender kisses afterward although I kept my heart open. I cleaned him perfunctorily. Dried him quickly. Carried him to the bed. Slipped in behind him. Kissed him good night. Turned off the bedside lamp. Then I waited. I waited some more.


“You are a bastard at times but you are my bastard. I love you, Bastard.” Tim said softly. “Rest well.”


Once I knew he had felt the love I left him to wrestle with his mixed up emotions and closed my eyes.