The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Eight

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“You guys don't have much time before Leslie arrives.” 1201 informed us when we got home.

“That's OK.” he told his friend after a quick kiss. “Travis helped get things going at the milkshake shop. Looks like out chat will have to wait Gramps. Now if you two fine gentleman will excuse we'd better get a move on to the bedroom.”

“Go ahead.” Morgan told us. “We were going to give you some alone time and hang out at 1201's apartment. Would you allow me to buy you a milkshake, 1201? Somebody piqued my curiosity and I'd be no good to Gramps later if I didn't get it out of my system.”

“Very generous of you, Morgan. Let's get going before Travis finishes his shift. Bye guys. Don't wear Gramps out completely.”

Scooping him into my arms I carried him quickly up to the bedroom. Surprisingly there were no protests at the gentleness of my approach to undressing us. I put it down to some residual energy of the morning lingering around us. Something that powerful can't be shaken off in a minute or two or even a few hours it seemed. Finally I was done undressing and drawing the sheet over us. I snuggled up against his back and let my hands explore the front of his body gently.

Every so often he'd turn his face back towards me for a longer, more passionate kiss. I placed most of my kisses on his neck and cheek. This was a time for whispering those sweet nothings you read about in love stories. The gentleness and love infusing the words are what I remembered afterward. Finally time caught up with us and I slid my hand down between us to lubricate his hole. I'd taken a few moments to lube my cock before getting into bed. When I was able to slip my finger smoothly into him up until the knuckle I decided he was ready enough.

Despite the hardness of my cock I felt no sense of urgency. A great peacefulness had infused me after my work with Tracy and grown deeper after my session with Leslie. I'd never realized how much of a toll playing the absent-minded professor had taken on me. Placing my love for him out in the open had relaxed me on a very deep level as I had tried to keep a tight grip around all of it. For the first time since we had met he was finally getting to experience me being me. Pressing his ass back against me brought me back to the wonderful present. Yes, yes I whispered in his ear as I guided my cock towards his entrance.

Once again I was surprised at his patience as I slowly fucked him. Pausing to whisper more of those sweet nothings in his ear two or three times. Then resuming at the same gentle, methodical pace from where I left off. Even our orgasms expressed the gentleness of the occasion. I might have missed his if I wasn't watching him closing as he lay alongside of me. The sweet boy had turned his cock to face upwards and let his seed splash on his hip. He groaned softly and waited patiently for me to finish fucking him. Reaching over I dipped a finger into the pool of cum and licked it clean. Such a gentle monster he whispered as he watched me enjoying my treat. No urging to rush or get on with it. Simply patiently waiting for me to finish inside of him. After I'd enjoyed all but a few drops of his cum I picked up the pace a little. A slightly faster pace without any increase in force.

“Now would be a good time to lock those sweet lips with mine.” I suggested lowering my head towards his. The sweet boy was happy to oblige and share the breath of my orgasm as my seed flowed gently from me into him.

Keeping my softening member inside of him to plug his hole I rolled us off the bed together. When I slipped out of him I held him face down over my arms. Glancing at the clock I saw we had twenty minutes before Leslie arrived. This turned out to be the perfect amount of time for me to eat my cum from his ass and get him ready for his game. No he reassured me before heading downstairs he didn't mind it being so gentle. For some reason he felt no need for a pounding. Later more than likely but what we had just shared was perfect. I told him I felt the same way. Go pour Leslie a glass of wine and grab yourself a soda, scurvy knave. A fine lady will be gracing us with her presence in a few minutes. Best make that seconds as I hear the arrival of two ruffians heralding her imminent arrival. He got in one more kiss before the two ruffians made their appearance upstairs.

“Oh, fuck! Oops, sorry Leslie.” Morgan shouted blushing while all of us, including Leslie downstairs, laughed. “1201 I think we are in the wrong apartment. The two people in front of us look positively angelic. How they achieved this indulging in such scandalous activities is nothing less than miraculous.”

“They do look angelic. Will you satisfy my curiosity while we set up the game?” Leslie asked joining the two ruffians at the top of the stairs.

“Leslie, I'm stark naked.” I protested. “A lady would have stayed downstairs.”

“Now you know I'm not a lady you might be more careful.” Leslie said unperturbed. “Pretty much what I saw yesterday except with a wonderful new glow. No, sweetheart, I don't need you to take off your clothes so I can see if you are glowing. Sorry but looking at your face is all it takes. Besides you don't blush like Gramps does when us ladies see him naked. That's half the fun.”

“You don't mind if I bring out the devil in him to take care of that glowing, do you?” 1201 asked her. “Well despite your confidence it can't be removed for a while at least if not forever, I will do my best to banish it. Being thrashed by an angel no matter how heavenly seems unnatural.”

“I'm sure you'll adjust.” Leslie told him leading her Monopoly opponent down the stairs. “I'd love a glass of wine. Thank you. Sounds like you'll be pouring another couple of glasses. I think I hear your Mom and J entering the apartment. I'll start setting up the board after we greet them.”

1201 suggested they get undressed in the bathroom so their clothes would be ready after we showered. Morgan was tasked with reminding us to get dressed before we headed downstairs. We both assured him it wasn't unlikely we would head downstairs naked after what we were about to go through. Who knows what's causing him to glow and how it will affect him 1201 told Morgan. This is like going through my first spanking all over again. I'm even feeling the same emotions and nervousness.

“Speaking of feelings,” I said. “how are you feeling about this Morgan?”

“Nervous and a little scared for 1201.” Morgan admitted. “I'm finding it hard to adjust to people wanting to be spanked. 1201 has explained it helps him relax knowing he has paid for any sins he might commit ahead of time. He also told me it is useful to know the pain from a maintenance spanking serves as a reminder of the pain he will experience if he earns a punishment spanking. 1201 is my friend and I will do whatever it takes to deepen my understanding of him and do what I can to help.”

“Remember the door is never locked.” I told him. “Holding the space energetically with your friendship and love is as important as anything I do. Despite how he looks naked 1201 is a very perceptive and appreciative ruffian.”

“What do you mean how I look naked?” 1201 said slowly turning around.

“Dazzling.” Morgan said.

“He took the words right out of my mouth.” I said under 1201's penetrating gaze.

“Makes you wonder why I'm the one getting spanked, doesn't it?” he asked his friend as they walked ahead of me to the playroom.

When we entered the playroom 1201 became very businesslike. No stocks. Manacles from the roof and a spreader bar. Forgive my tardiness o' angelic one or better yet spank me he said without changing his pace at all as he happily collected the items we'd need. Paddle? No, I want to use the striped wooden hairbrush tonight. Morgan take care of his feet please while I shackle his wrists.

“Ready?” I asked a few minutes later with my hand idly stroking his ass.

“This time I doubt I'll ever be ready.” 1201 told me hesitantly with a tear already forming in his eye. “Go ahead devilish angel and spank me soundly before I shame us.”

“Soon, very soon I believe you will have transformed the energy that drives you into my grasp every two weeks.” I told him wiping away his tears and kissing his cheek softly.

“First you cast aspersions on how I look naked and now you accuse me of transforming the energy that is the heart and soul of my identity. Hogwash, Sir, it's entirely your fault.”

“Then perhaps we should exchange places.” I suggested mildly with a wink at Morgan.

“You are mistaking me for another ruffian who looks almost as cute as me naked. There's no way I'm going to beat somebody anytime soon. They'll find us frolicking in the shower if you dawdle much longer, Sir.”

“True. All right, ruffian. Brace yourself.”

Seeing 1201's ass in the mirror after the warm up by hand caused Morgan to get an uncertain look on his face. Noticing it 1201 offered reassurances that it was nothing. Tears of release not pain yet. Much needed tears he insisted. A half dozen smacks from the brush and there will be one or two tears of pain. The tautness of his bonds was all that kept 1201 on his feet as I set fire to his ass with the hairbrush. Morgan bravely stood his ground but after eight solid blows had blistered 1201's ass he couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I let them both cry as I laid another twelve blows across those throbbing cheeks.

“Please suck me Morgan. Please.” 1201 begged with the manacles around his wrists holding him upright. “I'd have sworn eighteen would have brought out the demon in you, Sir. I would have been wrong. You're fucking me like I'm some delicate wench. Morgan's straight not me. Please, Sir. I think I've earned it.”

No dampers I reminded myself. No preconceived notions to bugger up a good buggering. Fully present. Fully open. Despite having his face pressed into 1201's groin and a mouthful of cock Morgan felt the change in the atmosphere as I reached inwards to cast aside the door within me and draw upon then energy 1201 was craving. My victim twisted and turned in his bonds. 1201 thrashed about as much as possible as I thrust up and through him. Morgan was alert enough to join us in our dance. Rising and sinking back to his knees as 1201 was tossed about on my cock. Without any stimulation at all Morgan exploded into orgasm with the two us.

“You were right, 1201.” he said from his position at the door. “You did release the demon. You were wrong in thinking it would destroy the glow. All it did was enhance it.”

“What are you doing here?” I asked panting. Shaking from head to toe as the energy subsided slowly within me.

“All of us downstairs felt the shift. These walls may stop sound but they couldn't contain that sort of explosion.” he told us. “Leslie insisted I check in on you guys while she refilled her glass. Even if I told them they wouldn't believe you got both of them off while just fucking 1201. I'll remember that sight for the rest of my life.”

“Me too” Morgan said kneeling in front of 1201.

“I'll help you get these two to the bathroom if you like.” he offered.

“Leave my prey alone, ruffian.” I growled. “I dirtied them I get to clean them. Begone thief!”

“Please, Sir, may I have the next spanking tonight?”

“I'll rescind that if you don't stop kissing my cheek and lock your lips on mine.” I warned. This kiss could be nothing less than fierce and passionate. Morgan watching from below whispered hot several times while we kissed.

“Yes, it was.” he said leaning down to kiss Morgan. “You were very brave to stand your ground amidst all of that. Thank you for being there for 1201.”

We could hear him reassuring everybody downstairs it was just a little 1201 magic adding some extra spark to proceedings. The others didn't sound too convinced but he could deal with that. I had two slowly recovering piles of boy flesh to clean. Whistling happily I set about it and was busy drying them off when I felt the solid footsteps of somebody determinedly approaching the bathroom. Wrapping Morgan in a towel I told 1201 to quickly finish buttoning up his shirt.

“Hello, Tracy.” I said as the door opened. “1201 will be delighted to explain things to you while I finish dressing Morgan.”

“No you don't.” Tracy began.

“Tracy I love the new Gramps.” 1201 said throwing himself at her. “He was stupendous. Oh, I've never cum so hard before. I was thrown one way emotionally and pushed all about physically. The very best roller coaster ride.”

“You look happy and Morgan even has a silly grin on his face.” Tracy said sounding very confused. “You don't hurt too much from the spanking?”

“Honestly, I can't feel a thing I'm on such a sexual buzz. Now why don't we go downstairs. I need a soda. Neat.”

“Wait a minute I need to check on Morgan.” Tracy said resisting his attempt to lead her away. “Are you okay?”

“Way better than okay. I promise. I may need to chat with J or Leslie about some stuff a little later if they don't mind.” Morgan told her as he wrapped his arms around my neck causing the towel to fall off him. “Oops.”

“They most certainly won't mind chatting with you.” Tracy said laughing. “Don't you want to pick up your towel?”

“No, I don't think so.”

“Corrupted like the other two and in just one day. That must be a record.” Tracy decided. “You're absolutely certain you're okay? You look a little out of it.”

“Tracy, dear Gramps here put on such a hot show with 1201 he got me off without any stimulation at all. I think I have every reason to look a little out of it.” Morgan told her this quite calmly before locking lips with me in a very passionate embrace.

“Why are you dawdling at the door, 1201?” a blushing Tracy scolded him. “I thought you wanted to get a soda five minutes ago.”

“I did try to save you.” 1201 said as they headed down the passage. “Don't you think seeing Morgan naked was worth a blush or two? I do.”

“I knew that would get her to leave us alone for a minute or two. Hold still while I give you a thank you kiss or two like that last kiss.”

Naturally the others were ready to pounce when we finally made it downstairs. Keep him occupied until dinner not until dinner is over was what I meant he told Morgan while they hugged. Glad to know my son isn't the jealous type Sophie told me or he wouldn't be hugging Morgan. Yes, I may have misinterpreted what was said this morning but I didn't think it was Morgan who was going to keep you in bed all weekend and go to school with a weak end J chipped in. We tried to send Tracy back upstairs to pry you apart but she flatly refused. Something about you not being ready to do that sort of healing work on her twice in one day. No it wasn't something Gramps said Morgan told my housekeeper. This time it was a combination of her seeing me naked and something I said. Despite Tracy's warnings my housekeeper absolutely had to know what he said.

“Is that really possible, Leslie?” my housekeeper asked when Morgan had finished describing his experience as calmly as he had done upstairs.

“Gramps certainly managed to do it.” he answered for Leslie. “I entered the playroom in time to see the grand finale and it didn't look like anybody had been within reach of Morgan for quite some time. Nobody was touching him at the end and he had both hands on 1201's legs. What a sight it was.”

“Are you sorry you missed out?” Leslie asked him.

“No, I'm not. Gramps can only spank one of at a time. When he's using the stocks at least. Over the knee he can take care of two. I got to see just what that sort of energy can do and I get to enjoy a few hours of anticipation before I'm locked in the stocks. Concentrating on the game adds to the torture. I guess I owe you a kiss for that don't I?”

“You boys never get enough kisses do you?” she laughed as she offered her cheek to him. “Even without eye witness testimony the amount of energy Gramps tapped into could certainly do what Morgan described. I think it affected all of us in that way to varying degrees. Morgan is simply the one brave enough to admit it. Why don't we go lend a hand in the kitchen?”

“Good idea.” my reddening housekeeper said. “I notice you are holding an empty wine glass and as his housekeeper I can't allow that.”

“What are you smirking about, 1201?” Tracy asked.

“I just realized instead of two birds with one stone Gramps got two boys with one...”

“Just because you know I won't spank you tonight doesn't mean I won't tickle you when I catch you. Come back here.”

“What brought this on?” Sophie asked her son as she brought food to the table. “Very clever, 1201. No, you do deserve a good tickling and once I've set this food down I think I'll give Tracy a hand catching you.”

“I surrender!” 1201 announced allowing Tracy to grab hold of him and begin his punishment.

“Here you are Gramps.” Leslie said offering me a glass of wine. “While we have him here I wanted to ask if you minded him sharing a description of your time together this afternoon? A very sweet and tasteful description of what led up to the glow that's surrounded the two of you all evening.”

“Whatever he chooses to share is fine with me.” I told her. “Right now he is likely to do a better job of knowing what and how to share it. After you've worked on me for a month I might be able to ease that burden. I'm still amazed at his patience.”

“He really was focused on getting to know you.” Leslie explained. “He understands this means following your lead. Later tonight when he is in the stocks he will get his share of rough and ready. This opening to the moment and allowing is what made him receptive to the energy you are starting to let flow again. I can understand how he might have soaked up quite a lot in the hour you spent making love.”

“A full hour.” Tracy said pausing her punishment of 1201 to lift her head up and look at us over the back of the couch. “Rough and ready is all I seem to get. I think I'll send the next guy over to Gramps for some pointers.”

“Do you really think it is wise to send a cute guy to Gramps for pointers? The lesson may switch from theoretical to hands-on in thirty seconds flat.” Leslie warned.

“Letting Gramps enjoy the guy is a price I am willing to pay for somebody who can make love for an hour.” Tracy told her.

“Won't he be the one paying it?” 1201 asked her which was not wise considering he was pinned beneath her. The folly of that was soon made apparent.

“Gramps is way too much of an honorable scoundrel to help himself to somebody he knows is my lover.” Tracy told Leslie after two more minutes of tickling 1201. “I'd practically have to force him down Gramps throat no matter how cute he is.”

“Is that part of the attraction?” Morgan asked innocently. “I know I'd like to assist with forcing 1201 down Gramps'...No fair! Stick to tickling 1201. Phew. Saved by the dinner gong.”

“Tracy, how much force do you think it would take to force a cute guy down Gramps' throat?” J asked as everybody seated themselves at the table.

“From what I've heard in the morning very little.” Tracy told him and smiled when I had the decency to blush. The three whippersnappers were completely unfazed.

The dinner prepared was an Italian feast without a preponderance of pasta. There was beef roast with herbs that all shouted Mediterranean. Plenty of vegetables with fresh herbs. A tomato salad with a tangy cheese all the way from Parma. What a pleasant change to be the one dishing out thank you kisses to Sophie and J instead of being on the receiving end. Leslie had to know where they got the tiramisu. When Sophie told her I ducked my head and smiled to myself. Noticing this he nudged me in the ribs. I nodded and placed a finger over my lips.

“Gramps has been very quiet this evening.” Catherine remarked. “I can see both his hands so it isn't the cute butts alongside him distracting him.”

“You missed both sets of fireworks.” Sophie told her. “None of us thought Gramps would be so emphatic about shredding the absent-minded professor facade. There may be some tattered remnants somewhere in the universe. You won't find any within this neighborhood.”

“Any regrets sun of his heart?” Tracy asked seriously.

“Definitely not.” he told her looking her straight in the eyes. “All I've experienced is the gentle side of the changes though. Ask me again tomorrow morning. Tonight Gramps is going to introduce me to the tawes.”

“I am?” I asked him causing him to whisper in my ear. “Of course I am. I think in this instance whispering in my ear was the polite thing to do.”

“Speaking of spankings apart from the uh culmination Morgan got to see what a maintenance spanking 1201-style involves.” my housekeeper reminded us. “How are you feeling?”

“Thanks to the wonderful way things ended I am feeling much better.” Morgan told her gratefully accepting a second round of dessert. “When the Monopoly game is done I'd like to chat with Leslie and J if they don't mind.”

“We can put the game on hold if you want.” he told his friend.

“No, I'd like to spend a little time gathering my thoughts and watching you guys play while Gramps fondles my ass will be nice and relaxing.” Morgan said quietly. “Looks pretty even again.”

“Yes, it is.” Leslie said. “I foresee many wonderful games ahead. We'll have to negotiate a suitable rate in kisses for 1201 and Morgan to babysit Gramps. I know I'll be hearing about Morgan's experience later. What I'd like to hear now, if nobody minds, is how 1201 is feeling? Your first spanking by the new devilish angel we know as Gramps.”

“Divine. Simply divine.” 1201 said with a beatific smile spreading over his face. “Morgan isn't convinced though. Amongst his many hidden talents Gramps knows many ways to deal with physical pain. There is nobody more aware of the effects it has on the body. He is also more than ready to acknowledge some of the effects people tend to suppress because of their conditioning. Gramps taught me early on how to be with the pain long enough for the spanking to act as a deterrent. He taught me how to transform this pain by opening to the sexual arousal it can bring. Sometime while we are watching the game is when I will make the switch from pain to pleasure. Just in time for our second visit to the playroom.

Gramps has promised to help me explore all aspects of power play over the next few years. The price he demanded will no doubt cause me incredible embarrassment but think of all the knowledge I will gain. What better way to spend my teenage years than learning on Gramps knee?”

“And over it.” Morgan said causing us to laugh. “I don't know if this is the path for me.”

“No, it isn't. You will walk a different path that is no less interesting or challenging.” I told him. “Amanda you might want to invest some time getting to know Morgan and his family better.”

“Really? Interesting.” Amanda said looking at me intently. “Care to elaborate? I thought Morgan said he is straight.”

“Morgan is learning what the mind decides is often overruled by the heart. There is more than enough love in you to cope with loving all three of them.”

“Three of them?”

“Yes, I got to see the other person earlier today.”

“Who? You don't mean?” Leslie asked. “You never even spoke to her.”

“In as much as we can give another person to somebody else the sun of my heart and me will be instrumental in helping this opportunity manifest. Part of the pervert's new world order. Why do you think I said I wouldn't share Morgan with 1201?”

“Because.. because... I'm missing something. Sun of his heart please put me out of my misery and tell me what I'm missing.” Leslie said turning to him. “Five? That's extortion. I suppose your cuteness will ease the sting. We'll settle up with the kisses when we leave the table.”

“Gramps knew the moment he saw 1201 chatting to Morgan at the luncheon he couldn't share Morgan because 1201 was sharing Morgan with him. How long did it take you to fall in love with him, 1201?” he asked his friend calmly. “Love at first sight. You were very brave when Morgan expressed his belief that he was straight. You never flinched. Did this scoundrel teach you a trick to deal with crushing disappointment?”

“No.” 1201 said quietly but clearly. “That scoundrel taught me something even deadlier. He taught me how to love truly and freely. I'd never have believed anybody could teach me how to love so completely when all I have ever experienced is the feminine aspect of love and not the masculine aspect. No, Mom, it had to be that way or I might have gotten confused. When I was learning the feminine aspect I could accept it because there was no wounded male side of it to muddy the waters. Then you introduced me to Gramps who has no problem being masculine and completely loving. He finished the work for us. So you see you did all that was required and more.”

“Gramps explained this to you?” Amanda asked knowing the answer. “That makes him a scoundrel of a miracle worker.”

“Fiddlesticks. All I did was explain the two sides of love and hand him a meditation cushion.” I said. “1201 did the rest. Standard psychological claptrap.”

“No psychological claptrap I came across in my studies and I'll bet J won't come across it either in his studies unless he studies with you. How about you Tracy?” Leslie asked.

“This is pure Gramps genius.” Tracy declared waving her fork of tiramisu in his direction. “I've been lucky to experience a whole lot of it today. This also settles what I learned this morning. Later we'll chat about it. Right now let 1201 finish.”

“Love is a gift Gramps taught me.” 1201 continued. “A very high vibration of energy I get to tap into and share with whoever I want. I get the benefits of loving somebody and having this energy flow through me even if they don't return it or open to it. Morgan can be lying in the arms of a pretty lady on another continent and it won't affect my love for him. Please, Morgan, before you say or ask me anything have a chat with Gramps. I'm not brave enough to take the chance of messing it up by responding incorrectly.”

“Gramps will you sit in on my chat with Leslie and J later?” Morgan asked. “1201 you don't mind if Leslie and J are present do you? I didn't think so but I wanted to check. Leslie has an insatiable curiosity about Gramps' view of things and how he expresses or impresses stuff. There's one other thing I'd like you to teach me soon, please, Gramps.”

“If I can I will.”

“Oh, I think it is something you know a bit about from what I saw last night.” Morgan said pausing for dramatic effect. “1201 expressed a fear of messing things up between us. I'd like to take him over my knees and drive those demons from him. Sun of his heart how many kisses will you charge to act as my practice dummy? Before you answer remember what I'm practicing so don't offer insult to 1201. Think of a number then double it before you say it.”

“Eighteen.” Leslie said in surprise. “Five no longer seems like extortion. Perspective is a wonderful thing.”

“One last thing.” Morgan said fixing his gaze on 1201. “1201 will be present for every one of the practice sessions I have. You will watch and learn about your fate. Gramps we will need a set of the stocks with the small hole or something similar for 1201 to wear. You don't mind doing the work while letting me decide when to release him? You have a very accommodating pet pervert here. Now that we've settled that why don't you let me buy you all another round of drinks? Yes, Amanda, I can afford it. I can afford pretty much anything when it is going on Gramps' tab.”

“What? My tab?” I protested reaching for the whippersnapper.

“We all know how you like spending your money on us and if I help you it means you will be spending more with less effort. These energy savings can be applied to the extra workouts you'll be giving us boys. Letting me spend it will keep you out of trouble.”

“He's got you there.” J told me. “I'd like to watch the end of the Monopoly game. I may even learn a trick or two. While the boys take care of the dishes I'll fill our glasses.”

“There's one thing I think we are overlooking.” my housekeeper said.

“I know what you are going to say.” Morgan told her. “This will not be the sort of spanking Gramps dished out earlier nor will it be anything like what Gramps received last Saturday. Sorry 1201 it will be a way more orthodox and much gentler spanking. I'm sure you'll hardly feel it.”

“That's okay.” 1201 assured him. “It's the thought that counts and in this case I really, really like the thought and the thinker of said thought isn't too shabby either. Besides I'm sure the practice sessions will prove torturous enough. Watching you spanking my friend will have me wishing it was me. The waiting will be agonizing.”

“I think I can trust you to keep it low key.” my housekeeper told him. “Remember I couldn't have worked here for four years without learning a thing or two and I will whip your butt in front of the others if you endanger yourself.”

“Gramps won't allow it until I'm ready.” Morgan assured her.

The game went back and forth. Soon it became obvious this would be a game of attrition and require a string of bad rolls to determine a winner. I didn't mind how long the game took to finish. Drooling over him with the odd kiss thrown in as I fondled two boy butts seemed a heavenly way to pass several evenings. Eventually though time caught up. Tracy grabbed some bags and labels from the workstation so we could keep everything separate and in order. This was too epic to stop without a decider I told them both. We will pick up another one for the rest of us to use when we have other game nights. They're not expensive. The others agreed with me and insisted on buying the second one.

The four of us then headed to the spare room for our chat after I made a point of getting 1201 to agree I could share whatever details of our relationship I thought were necessary with Morgan. 1201 thanked me for asking but said I needn't have bothered. I told him it was important for Morgan to see I would always get permission before sharing intimate details. Never assume because we are OK with blow and tell others are as well. The two boys here will explain it to you Sophie. Like kiss and tell but a whole lot hotter I heard 1201 say as I headed up the stairs.

“Gramps, please understand I am not asking because I want to say your are wrong or went too far. I am asking these questions in the hope of understanding more.” Morgan began. “1201 has chosen a path I might not choose to walk but there is nothing to stop me from helping him along it. How can I help without a clear understanding? The same goes for any questions I ask you, Leslie, and J.

Yes, it did look to me like a really severe spanking. Certainly not one I'd like to receive. Do you have any idea why 1201 chooses spankings as an incentive to stay out of trouble. I think it would tear me apart if I ever had to witness a punishment spanking. I was crying during the maintenance spanking after what you said was the warm up.”

“We joke about choosing spanking by telling people when I first babysat 1201 his mom told him I had permission to spank him if he misbehaved.” I told them. “There are two reasons for choosing spanking. Pain is easier to control and any damage it causes is easy to see. Drugs can cause unseen damage to organs over the years. Chemical stimulants are harder to let go of than the addiction to pain. Some kids using the pain of cutting themselves because it is something they can do on their own. The world needs more spankers if you ask me. 1201 promised never to hurt himself if I promised he would get a regular dose of pain from me.

The other reason he chose pain is because of its familiarity. Pain is the one reality 1201 has experienced in abundance. His mom got a divorce the moment she saw her husband go too far in punishing 1201 once. He struck 1201 with a fist. Amanda went upstairs with 1201, packed their clothes and walked out. When did she share this with me? About two minutes after it happened. I was walking by her apartment when she was struggling to break free of him on the lawn. All it took was standing up to him to get him to back down. She asked if I'd help her get to the shelter. We had to walk past my apartment to get to the shelter and I knew of a vacant apartment so we stopped to have a look. The apartment manager put a couple of extra chains on the door and they moved in.”

“Something tells me it wasn't that simple knowing Amanda.” Leslie said. “Things like deposit, utilities, groceries and furniture or was the apartment furnished?”

“Unfurnished so they spent the first night here.” I answered. “1201's love for the place convinced her more than my fast talking. The perceptive apartment manager surmised from the bags and bruising on 1201's face that something unpleasant had happened and offered her the two bedroom apartment at the one bedroom rate. Seems the owners only wanted to be sure the mortgage payment was covered and placed greater importance on having the right tenant than making an extra couple of hundred. Amanda insisted the manager call to get the owners' okay before she agreed.

What Amanda didn't count on was the owners showing up on my doorstep that evening to meet her and bully her into accepting a lower rent. A lovely couple of newlyweds. They told her they had bought it as a long-term investment. When she started earning more she could increase the rent at her own pace to market value if she felt the need. Amanda had enough saved to pay the reduced rent and the owners agreed to let her pay the deposit whenever she had save it up.”

“What about the furniture?” Morgan asked. “They have a nicely furnished apartment.”

“Amanda was dragging me from second-hand store to second-hand store without much success when I decided to put a halt to that tomfoolery.” I told them. “We all adjourned for milkshakes. I called one of my friends who is an interior decorator to join us for milkshakes and sent her off with Amanda and my debit card. That afternoon was the first time I babysat 1201. My friend took Amanda to some of her favorite stores where she knew she would get a nice discount and same-day delivery. Paying with a company debit card helps because store owners are quick to realize there is usually more business to follow if they take good care of you at the start.

Since my friend has a car it seemed logical to do some grocery shopping as well. We were on our fourth milkshake when the girls interrupted us. Somebody needed to be at the apartment to receive delivery of the furniture. I was accused of being a bad influence because I was teaching her son to hang out at milkshake bars. The girls let me buy us all another round. 1201 was extremely happy walking home with a milkshake in each hand. I think Amanda allowed it because it made him smile.”

“How did you get Amanda to agree to let you pay?” J asked. “That's unlike her.”

“My company has a fund to help people with no-interest loans. I told her the money would come out of that fund and when she was able she could make donations to the fund. Amanda kept every invoice and has never missed making a monthly donation. We planned her budget on percentages so as her earnings grow so her rent and donations grow without causing her any hardship. Some months she pays a couple of hundred dollars more in rent and other times a little less. Don't tell Amanda but the newlyweds have set up a college fund for 1201. All the money over the mortgage payment is set into this fund at the end of the year.

One of my new accountants took it upon himself to come up with this whole system for us. Seems all the free time I insist my staff have during the work week was too much for him to bear. He calls it is his volunteer work and keeps the accounts for other people starting out who cannot afford a bookkeeper. Amanda has her own personal bookkeeper and financial adviser although she hardly needs it. That lady knows how much she owes and has in her pocket down to the last penny.”

“You pay your staff for more hours than they work?” Morgan asked in amazement.

“People need more relaxation than four weeks vacation a year.” I explained. “All of my managers know to ensure the workload is never more than thirty hours a week. The staff get credited for forty hours per week. They also get paid for volunteer work. Happier staff deal with clients and customers more positively which means greater customer satisfaction.”

“Only Gramps would believe it possible to make money by paying staff for more hours than they worked.” Leslie declared. “Seems to be working quite well from what I can see.”

“Anyway 1201's reality is pain and discomfort.” I continued. “Some tenants had already raised concerns about how easy it was for somebody to get past a regular lock. Amanda let me pay for the security system at these apartments because 1201 was afraid his dad would show up here one day. I spent the first week sleeping on their couch as their security guard and this with the other tenants concerns is what made Amanda agree. There was no way that telling 1201 he is safe now was going to be enough.

My perceptive housekeeper knew there was more to his request about how to approach me. She also trusted me to explain things to him. Before I spanked him the first time I made him wait a full month. We spent this time getting to know each other and doing things together. I wanted him to see how well behaved he was. A month would not be long enough to reverse the image he held of the world and life but it might be enough to spare him further pain. Perhaps I could get him to try another month without spankings. When this failed I began to teach him about the impact pain has on a person. He learned my method could be applied to emotional pain and physical pain. When painful memories surface he knows how to transform them.

The maintenance spankings have become gentler. There has even been a couple of weeks he hasn't asked for one. 1201 has done so much inner work healing the emotional pain the need for physical pain has lessened. He is quite the warrior. Morgan, you are fortunate to have his love.”

“And he is fortunate to have yours.” Morgan told me kissing me. “Thank you. How do we get him to let go of a pain based reality completely?”

“Leave that to Gramps.” Leslie told him. “Between Gramps and you boys being around him I think he will be busy having too much fun to worry about getting into trouble. Is that your plan, Gramps?”

“Pretty much.” I agreed. “When he has done enough healing work with the old pain the day will arrive when it simply falls away. Sure he'll still ask for spankings but they will be to experience the energy you felt earlier. The sexual pleasure will be his motive. You boys will be there to keep any doubts of his worthiness from creeping back in.

There may come a day when 1201 will need to take out his anger for his dad on me. That spanking will not be pretty. I have a vested interest in getting 1201 to find another way of dealing with the anger. Hopefully I can figure out a way before he asks to spank me. 1201 may think it is me he is going to spank but within a few swings of the paddle the rage he feels for his dad will surface. I won't let you witness this spanking if I don't feel you are ready and it has nothing to do with your age. I won't let any of the adults here tonight witness it.

No it isn't because of being embarrassed about being spanked nor the sex that follows. Neither 1201 or me will be in any state to care if we were on a stage in a sold out Madison Square Gardens. What I don't want them to have is the image of 1201 caught up so deeply in his shadow side. The outer is a reflection of the energy we hold within us. Beauty comes from within. Ugliness comes from within as well. Why tarnish the image everybody has of 1201 as a cute, adorable boy all because of a one-off experience?”

“What were you saying about there being three of us?” Morgan asked. J and Leslie expressed their curiosity as well.

“How do you feel about dating a girl seven years older than you?” I asked innocently. “She's training to become a professional dominatrix.”

“What? You've got my wife picked out for me?” Morgan said blushing. Leslie and J were laughing so hard I thought they'd fall off their chairs. “I'm not into being spanked like 1201. At least you picked a girl for me. Thank you, sooo much.”

“There is a lot more to the dominatrix submissive relationship than just pain.” I told him. “1201 can take care of this aspect and we have a little time to help you become aware of the role you are willing to play. The lady may discover she is a switch.”

“A switch?” Morgan asked.

“Somebody who chooses to be both dominant and submissive at times.” J told him. “She may choose to practice being dominant with 1201 while submitting to you or you could find yourself in charge of two submissives. There is a long way to go and a lot of water to flow under the bridge before any of this needs to be decided. Gramps will be the first to tell you it is merely a possible future. No future is set in stone.”

“J is correct.” I agreed. “When dealing with people nothing is set in stone. Everybody who enters your life has free will. Who knows what choices they will make or how you will respond. The same applies to her and 1201. Now the possibilities become threefold. All I am doing is making you aware of what might be so if feelings arise you won't be too surprised. Enjoy your time together now. When she visits it will be to practice on your friends cute butts not yours so relax.

1201 has acknowledge he has no interests in girls. This means there are only two of you vying for her affection and he is not likely to rush into a relationship with a girl soon. How much you want to reveal of what you get up to with us guys is for you to determine. None of us will say a word about how we love having you suck our dicks until you have mentioned how much you enjoy sucking us.”

“For a price, I bet.” Morgan said laughing.

“Naturally. You are as good at kissing us on the lips as you are at kissing us elsewhere. The three of us will milk this and you for all we can.”

“Deplorable behavior but I can't really blame them.” Leslie said with a smile. “Can you J?”

“No, he is too cute not to take advantage of regardless of your preferences.” J said. “I'd make an exception for him.”

“Was there anything else you wanted to chat about for now?” Leslie asked. “Then give us each a hug and a kiss and let's go downstairs. The moms won't let you keep their sons from church a second week. Yes, I'll be joining you folks. I'm eager to see Tracy's new outfit.”

“Especially when she is so quick to blush at the mere mention of it.” J said as we headed downstairs.

“Behave yourself.” Sophie told her son as she kissed him goodnight.

“I have behaved myself. That's why Gramps is rewarding me with a spanking in the stocks. Two spankings in two nights. What a lucky boy I am.” he said sighing in delight.

“What I meant was don't do anything to keep you from church tomorrow.” Sophie said laughing and swatting his butt.

“Oh, I wouldn't miss that for the world.” he promised. “From what I've heard Tracy's going to be half naked and no teenage boy wants to miss seeing such a hot sight.”

“Told you it was inappropriate.” Tracy told my housekeeper.

“Tracy, if you're not careful I will gladly add you to the list of people I spank for belittling themselves.” he told her seriously. “There is never going to be a time when it is inappropriate for you to be half naked or even naked. Us boys appreciate you staying clothed so we don't have to compete with your cuteness around Gramps.

God has already seen you naked many times so what harm can there be in showing up naked in God's house? You wouldn't ask Michelangelo to deny himself the pleasure of enjoying his art would you? Then why try to deny God this pleasure? Especially when the artwork is as magnificent as you.”

“He has a point.” my housekeeper told her. “Especially the one about others appreciating you wearing clothes so we don't have to compete. Besides you and me both know you will enjoy making the men squirm. A whole lot of the ladies will be quite pleased with what follows church when you've been there. I wouldn't be surprised if they offer to buy you a new outfit each week.”

“Well if it will help improve marital relations I guess it's okay.” Tracy said kissing him goodnight.

“Is that the only reason you're going to church?” Sophie asked.

“No, Mom, it isn't. Gramps had a chat with the pastor and introduced him to a whole new perspective on the bible. Part of helping others get a glimpse of the pervert's world view as Leslie calls it. I am eager to learn how my pet pervert perceives God. Spirituality is a big part of the foundation we started laying down at our session yesterday.”

“Obviously opening the pastor's eyes to how beautiful Tracy is wasn't enough.' Sophie said. “I must confess to being intrigued as well. Let's leave the boys to their fate. We'll be here at eight for breakfast. Be dressed.”

“Yes, Mom. Now if you don't mind I have been teased long enough for one evening. I asked the boys to take Gramps upstairs and get things ready. Eight o'clock will be here way too soon for my liking. Gramps will be waking us up at six. We need an hour to get out of bed plus another hour to get ready. Gramps does a very thorough job making certain we are clean all over. Bye guys.”

“Don't bother. I'll take care of your clothes when I'm ready.” I said as he entered the playroom. The sight of two boys standing facing the wall with their naked butts sporting a rosy glow had caused him to stop dead in his tracks. “Morgan wanted a little taste and since there is room for two over my knees 1201 didn't have to be left out either. You boys ay turn around. No need to miss out on the fun.”

I watched his eyes widen as he saw both boys had a leather strap with press studs wrapped around the base of their cocks. Neither boy was going to unload before I gave them permission or removed those straps myself. Yes, I told him, Morgan thought it a good idea to experience what 1201 will be wearing when he watches the spanking lessons. Seems like once Morgan got your balls rolling the momentum picked up quite quickly. Nicely put young sir but it is you who are next in line for putting in your place.

There is a time when going with your initial thought does not work. This is when you are behaving in the stereotypical fashion of the collective unconsciousness. The most natural thing when somebody requests rough sex is to lean towards your shadow side. What better place to find the rough and ready he is seeking? Exposing my true self to others would also require a period of reacquainting as I got to reconnect with a long absent friend. Why not use the highest vibration of energy in all of creation? Why not tap into the deep pool of my love for him and see how it responds? Earlier I'd tapped into the shadow side a little. Mixed it with my love for 1201 and made quite an impression. In a moment of undeniable clarity I decided never to use my shadow side in any interaction with him from this moment forward.

“Get over here, knave.” I commanded. “There is a monster that wishes to sink its teeth into your tender flesh. Leave those clothes alone and get over here. Now!”

When he was within reach I leaned forward to kiss him. While our tongues were entwined I set my left foot on the seat of a fold-up chair. My hands roamed his body outside of his clothes. The kisses continued for several minutes before I suddenly broke off and lifted him off the ground. When I was certain I'd raised him high enough I grabbed him by the ankles and let his upper body drop. He hung in front of me for a minute while I kissed the outline of his erection showing clearly through his pants. Then I bent him at the waist over my left thigh. Keeping steady downward pressure on his calves with my left hand I held out my right hand towards 1201.

“The brush third from the right, please.” I told 1201. While he was getting it for me I opened up to my love for the gently swinging miscreant dangling in front of me. The room faded from my awareness as I experimented with a session of inward focus. “Thank you. The two of you will keep count and call 'Done' when we reach the agreed upon warm up count.”

There was nothing for him to brace himself on as he dangled in front of me. His ass was perfectly exposed to each smack as they grew in intensity. Writhing caused his body to twist and turn in a very erotic dance. A dance made all the more arousing by him being fully clothed. Done was called at thirty smacks. While the two of them set about readying the restraints for the meat of the spanking I set about peeling the clothing off my prey as he gasped for breathe. Nobody said a word. I kept my prey distracted with some kisses while the boys finished up. Then I stood back and let the boys string him up.

Standing on the chair 1201 had thread the two wire cables through an O-ring in the ceiling. Morgan had attached ankle and wrist cuffs at the end of each cable and let them rest on the floor. I shackled his wrist while Morgan took care of the ankles. Showing surprising strength for his wiry frame 1201 calmly hoisted him off the ground until his ass was suspended just below my cock and balls.

Focused entirely on the energy within my hands roamed over him without conscious thought on my part. Smacking his taut buttocks with alternating hands kept his ass warm while I lubricated his obscenely exposed hole. The first butt plug on the second shelf was the perfect size for what I wanted. A solid, medium sized plug that would make its presence felt through the entire spanking. Hanging in a U-shape his tiny butt presented a mere sliver of a target. The narrowest tawes in my arsenal would easily cover the entire surface. Dimly I heard him cursing at the first solid thwack! The cables had been secure so tightly to the wall no matter how solid the blows he wasn't moving more than an inch or two.

Breathing the energy up and down my arm into the tawes I set about satisfying my curiosity. Would love understand and satisfy the desires within him through a spanking? Could I spank somebody as long and as hard as they needed with loving-kindness? Breathe in oxygen. Exhale love. Drive it down through the hand into the tawes. Breathe in oxygen. Exhale love. Smack! Ouch! Yes! Ow! Oh, fuck! Thwack! Tawes tossed to 1201.

Spanking done. Fucking begun. Hanging slightly beneath my erection made certain every thrust lifted him up. Now the energy was sent down into him through my cock. Breathe. Thrust. Breathe. Thrust. Curses from all three boys. Pleas for mercy. Begging to cum. Fucking going on and on and on. Breathe. Thrust. Breathe. Thrust. No! Wait! Breathe. Thrust. 1201 commanded to stand on the chair and feed me his cock. Wait to unsnap. Breathe. Thrust. Suck. Breathe. Thrust. Lick. Unsnap. Breathe. Thrust. Swallow! Morgan taking 1201's place. Cock in mouth. My orgasm wreaking havoc within my groin. Unsnap. Cum flooding mouth. Cum flooding his ass.

Again? Yes. Snap. Snap. Sweat streaming from us in the center of the room. Fucking from soft to hard. Steadily working back to rampant arousal. Working through it. Prey pleading for release. Opening to more love. Building a bubble around us. Pleas changing to whimpering. Bubble solidifying. Filling bubble with more love. Legs trembling from workout. Back tensing. Spams. Cramps. Love heals. Love heals. Love heals. Love heals. Love fuels. Love sustains. Love floods ass with cum again.

Wrapping arms around his back I wait while he is released. Drawing him to my chest I carry him to the bathroom. Awareness of my surrounding growing. Room slowly solidifying. Cock still resting in his ass. Follow when done I tell them on my way out. Water flowing over us as we wait. Kissing. Fondling. Murmurs of thanks from him. Heat from his ass warming my hands. Turning to face them as they step into the shower. Mouth or ass? Your choice 1201. Still cradling him I kneel down and lean forward. Letting him rest beneath me as 1201 buries himself inside of me and unsnaps. Feeling his cum flowing into me I tap into the love I feel for 1201. Sun of my heart twitching and smiling as he feels the shift in energy. 1201 gasping above me once before his tears flow.

Morgan cursing harder as he waits. Threats to use me as a practice dummy. Mouth. Too close to cumming to use your ass. Unsnap. Arching backwards and thrusting cock up against the roof of my mouth Morgan groaned long and loudly. Flow of cum finally ceasing. Threats continuing after lungfuls of air have been taken. Two boys sliding down to join us on the floor. Water flowing unnoticed over our bodies. Nobody moving or saying anything now.

“Lift your head up so I can kiss you.” 1201 commanded.

“Better do it.” he says from beneath me with a smile. “They've already promised you a dozen spanking each. Me? No, I don't think I'll be able to swat a fly anytime in the next week. Now kiss them both. Good. Now me. You can soap me here. I'm not standing anytime soon.”

Laying him at the edge of the bed I leaned forward with an open maw and bit down on his ass. Teeth sinking in until he gasped and holding while I sucked on his flesh. Tongue roaming as much as possible over the flesh. Breathing love into the flesh within my mouth. Three breathes healing enough for teeth to sink in further. Finally allowing myself to eat my fill of his ass. Leaning over to munch on his other cheek. No, I'm not done. When I am you will know, knave. Feed the monster ass. Monster has been hungering for a week. Teased. Little licks flaming hunger. Frustrated monster howling within sea of love. Now allowed to feed. Eat lots.

“Again? I'd never make it to church and mom would feel compelled to spank you.” he told me when the monster had done feeding. “Sunday 1201 while I cuddle with Morgan. Yes, share it with us. I know it hurts, 1201.” kiss “There is no avoiding this hurt” kiss “so let us be here with you” kiss “and do it in small bites.” kiss “Definitely smaller than the ones” kiss “the monster took of my ass” kiss.

“Would you guys hold my hand, please?” 1201 asked in a soft, trembling voice. “What do you mean Sunday?”

“The position he used for my forgiveness fuck Sunday afternoon. I'll guide you and yes we can hold your hands in this position.” he told his friend. “You lie face down and we'll lie alongside you after I'm done lubing you and my monster. Morgan can lie down next to you now and hold your hand. Look into his eyes.

Scoundrel, I can see you are up to giving my friend a good buggering. How you achieved this state will be a most interesting lesson. Before I apply this love gel to your cock I want to know if you are up to sharing your love for 1201 with us? Emotionally that is.”

“Yes, I am but I don't know if I'll wake with the alarm.” I admitted. “No, there's no need to trouble yourself Morgan with the special alarm. A shake of the shoulder will do.”

“No, it won't.” he said coating my cock and balls for good measure. “1201 will need to exact revenge for what you've already done and are about to do. We all know it is for his own good but he will still need to satisfy that part of himself until it has matured a little. Let him have his revenge. I promise I will make it up to you in some way soon.”

“You won't make up to him.” Morgan told us. “I will. That's final. Now take 1201's other hand and slide in close. The closer we are the more we can absorb.”

“I doubt it will make any difference after what I felt this morning.” he said snuggling closer.

“Maybe not but 1201 will appreciate the attempt.” Morgan said just before pressing his lips against 1201's. Morgan kept their lips locked as I slid into 1201 from above.

The smallest amount of our bodies was touching. My groin and balls resting against hiss ass was all the physical contact we had but it was enough. These two boys were so very special to me. The thought alone made my heart ache. Focusing on the ache as I thrust leisurely in and out of 1201 caused it to expand. The chasm within me widened with each thrust. When I sense it was just the right size for tonight I lowered my guards and let my love for 1201 flow. The ache dissolved and so did 1201.

I continued fucking the crying boy beneath me through it all. Changing pace to outlast the flow of tears I kept on and on and on. Slowly the ache within healed and as it did so the tears 1201 was shedding started to dry up as well. Still I continued fucking the lovely boy beneath me kissing another lovely boy next to him. My balls were cocked and ready to explode the moment I relaxed my will. Focused on the energy of my love for 1201 holding back this tide was not as difficult as I'd thought.

“Were you planning on fucking me all night?” 1201 asked with a brave smile. “I'm not complaining. I don't want you to think I'm being rude when I fall asleep on you.”

“Scurvy knave, if only you knew how much power you hold to make your wish my command you'd not be asking you'd be commanding.” I told him as I rolled him onto his back.

“The secret's out now.” 1201 said with a smile. “I'm afraid these other two knaves are also aware of it. Let's make my first command kiss and cum.”

“Sweet, scurvy knave it'll be a pleasure.”

Morgan reached in and lent him a hand as I switched my attention from love to lust. Kiss. Relax. Release. When I was done the other two were remarking on their state of arousal and discussing what steps they might take to release the pressure. None needed I told them. Trust me on this one and kiss me good night. Only because of your kindness to 1201 they both told me and proceeded to kiss me good night. I'm pretty certain I went to sleep happy but with all the energy flowing through me that night I couldn't have described any emotions I was feeling to anybody.

“Gramps was right.” Morgan was telling the others when I awoke. “Normally I would never be able to get any sleep with a hard-on like that. This time though it was kind of comforting. No feeling of having to bust a nut or discomfort.”

“Yes, it just felt really good.” he answered Morgan.

“Good morning, Scoundrel.” Kiss. “Time for 1201 to get his revenge.”

Waking and finding myself restrained with a vibrator in my ass was no real big surprise. 1201 told me he thought I might like to be given a reminder of what he and Morgan endured last night with my little ties. The ones you insisted we wrap around our cocks. I believe Morgan was kind enough to lend you his from last night. We'll try and avoid giving you a permanent injury. I'm pretty confident you'll last long enough to help us with our morning erections. Go ahead Morgan. We won't be far behind you.

The lovely boys set about ensuring I was given three lovely loads within the next five minutes. The it was time to check in on the activity down below. 1201 was a little disappointed by the lack of squirming on my part. Looking to my right I discovered the sun of my heart staring at me intensely. I winked in response to his raised eyebrow. We shared a couple of kisses and let things continue for a few more minutes. Conscious of the fact we would be having quite a few people over for breakfast at a very early time it was by necessity a short time before he turned traitor.

“1201 I think you might find things feel a little different in this room this morning.” he told his friend quietly.

“Traitor.” I told him with a smile. “Morgan at least remains true. I shall promote him to head ruffian if you two aren't careful.”

“I thought it was just the lingering effects from last night.” 1201 told him. “Do you mean he's cheating? Gramps is tapping in to the love he feels for me again to help him endure. This is something I'd like to explore but not when I'm trying to get my revenge.”

“Maybe you should increase the torment.” Morgan suggested.

“The thing is Gramps is already enduring the most powerful vibrator and he isn't flinching.” 1201 told Morgan after a kiss.

“Gramps may be filled with as much mechanical torment as possible but you could consider the torment two hot young bodies could cause if their owners were willing to impale themselves. I see one of them is ready and willing to give it a try. You had best get yourself ready, 1201. The pace he's setting won't give you much time.”

Standing alongside the bed 1201 leaned over to kiss me while applying lube to his hole. I marveled at my good fortune in having one hot young boy riding me while another calmly stood alongside me preparing himself. This would have been sheer hell if it weren't for the protection offered by being firmly focused on my love for each of them. Morgan thought the ruffian riding me was right in assuming licking his cum off Morgan's ass would add to my torment. Of course Morgan was happy to assist 1201 in getting his revenge for his shoddy treatment last night. Shoddy? Well it only lasted for an hour. Quite shoddy. Besides Morgan was certain the rental of his ass was worth five kisses. Yes, from each of them. 1201 was planning on making use of Morgan's ass as well, wasn't he? Absolutely.

The promised load was successfully delivered to the curves of Morgan's ass. Morgan calmly turned around to present his creamy cheeks to me while kissing 1201 as he rode me. The third member of the revenge cast seemed to be quite interested in what I was up to on an energetic level.

“You changed it didn't you?” he asked me. “Nodding is fine. I realize it's rude to talk with a mouth full of hot ass and cum. When 1201 mounted you there was a shift in the energy. Right now you are tormenting him even as he torments you.”

“What?” 1201 asked. “He's somehow still managing to torment me.”

“Naturally. You don't think tying him up or placing toys inside of him is going to stop the flow of his love for you?” he asked his friend. “Our loving scoundrel is sending his love for you up into you along the most direct route available. I think it isn't as strong right now because he is still waking up.”

“Oh, well I tried.” 1201 said good-naturedly. “We should have known it wouldn't be that easy to get my revenge. The fun is in trying. Morgan would you present that cute ass of yours for its second load. A couple more touches right there ought to DO IT! Yes, fuck yes. I love you, Gramps.”

“What are your plans for that?” Morgan asked as he once again placed his ass within reach of my tongue and pointed to my throbbing cock within its confining strap.

“There's likely to be quite an explosion if the last time is anything to go by.” 1201 said. “That's right I forgot you weren't with us. Quite the explosion. I cannot deny you anything, Morgan, so if he says its okay you can have at it.”

“Go ahead but remember 1201 is right about ti being quite an explosion.” he said moving in alongside me as Morgan leaned forward to take me in his mouth. “Nod your head when you want me to unsnap him. There's no rush. My pet pervert loves eating ass.”

Protected on a sensory level I might have been while immersed in my love for the two ruffians but when the strap was unsnapped my body became unhinged. My body knew it had been tormented. Nerve endings had been screaming for release for quite some time and my balls had been building up quite some pressure behind the leather strap. Clearly Morgan had learned from his dance on 1201's cock yesterday. The moment the snap rang in the air he lifted his head until his lips were barely touching my cock. They covered the barest minimum of surface area needed to contain my cum. After riding out the initial explosive volleys Morgan slid back down to engulf more as the cum flowed more gently from my cock.

1201 got his revenge in a manner none of us expected. The orgasm had added extra fuel to the emotional fire. I learned you cannot keep yourself filled with the energy of love and add a spark of sexual pleasure without causing quite an explosion. Looks of concern from the ruffians turned into ones of amazement when I was finally able to talk about it. That ought to keep the levels of torment down to moderate levels a relieved 1201 told me. Fuck no! Onwards and upwards. There's a scurvy knave here who is already thinking of how soon he can try it for himself. 1201 declared there wasn't anyway we were getting him to experience any more of that gentleness anytime soon. Then there can only be one other I told them who is contemplating such a dastardly act.

“A pity Tracy isn't here now.” Morgan told us. “She loves being around when somebody points out when Gramps is wrong. Last night I told you if you allowed 1201 his revenge I'd make it up to you. That means there is more than likely two scurvy knaves thinking along those lines.”

The rest of us were so surprised you could have heard a pin drop of the bedroom carpet after that statement. I was so happily caught up in some very sexy fantasies the boys had to tug on my hands before I realized I'd been released. 1201 pointed out Morgan had only unloaded once while they had cum twice. I guess I'll allow it if you think it isn't fair but not because its the most wonderful feeling imaginable to have one's cock sucked by a loving Gramps with a finger or two.. Two! Holy fuck! Up one's ass. Don't trouble yourselves I'm pretty certain one of the adults will help me up onto my feet in about thirty minutes. I'd hate for you guys to have to stop smirking at me. Still laughing the other two boys dragged him out the shower and onto a towel by his ankles. They only did it because the revenge Gramps would have taken for missing out on drying him was more than they could bear to even contemplate.

How could I turn down the request for French Toast of sorts when the bribe was a load of cum from each of them to be paid before sunset? Morgan was quite happy to let Sophie take over as my babysitter when they arrived. Breakfast was put on hold for the unveiling of Tracy's outfit. The boys couldn't resist debating what would happen if they squeezed Tracy really hard around her middle. Perhaps some tight hugs would provide a clue. We left them to chase Tracy while I finished breakfast. Tracy almost managed to stay free of their grasp before the French Toast of sorts was ready. The boys had come pretty close to proving she would pop out of her clothes when they reluctantly let go. Close enough to not need further testing J told them earning a hug and a kiss from Tracy. Spoilsport the boys accused him. Go torment Gramps J instructed. Huh, as if we'd need until after eight to take care of that chore 1201 declared.

“Speaking of torment,” my housekeeper said after we had dished up “are you all fit enough to make it through church?”

“They'd better be or Gramps is in deep trouble.” Sophie said quickly.

“The two of you seem able to sit fairly comfortably.” Tracy said. “Did Gramps go lightly on you?”

“This time I think he was extra tough on them both.” Morgan told them. “After the warm-up 1201 provided Gramps went the extra mile-and-a-half with the sun of his heart.”

“Mom, I'm fine.” he quickly reassured Sophie. “Gramps did take it up a notch with the tawes but I don't think it was the implement that did it. I believe we were part of a grand experiment.'

“Love?” a perceptive Leslie asked. “Not the shadow side this time if I might hazard a guess.”

“Yes, it must have been love or else my pet would not have bitten me. What a moment! How truly exhilarating it felt when he sunk his teeth into me. The only regret I have is that Gramps wasn't there to enjoy the spanking with me. Leslie, we really need to help Gramps get over this attachment to sacrifice.”

“How did he know when to stop?” Sophie asked.

“I was little distracted and tied up at the time but it seemed to me Gramps was so attuned to the energy of his love for me that it let him know when to stop the spanking and move on to other things.”

“Even the biting?” Tracy asked.

“That was a little later.” he told her calmly. “The four us needed some other relief before we got to that point. You might find this hard to believe but Gramps managed to wear me out. I had to get some help from 1201. Now that was true bravery. No I'm not being unkind to Gramps. On our way from playroom to bedroom we stopped for a shower. While Gramps was helping 1201 find some relief Gramps allowed 1201 to feel the love he had for him. Later in the bedroom when 1201 took my place beneath Gramps we all knew 1201 would be feeling more of that loving energy.”

“Mom, there's others around.” 1201 protested as Amanda hugged and kissed him.

“They'll want to hug and kiss you as well.” Amanda predicted. “That was very brave of you.”

“I only did it because the other two promised not to let go of my hands.” 1201 admitted.

“You still did it.” J told him as he walked over to hug and kiss 1201. “He's right in saying it was very brave.”

“Huh, if you ask me I think he was doubly brave.” Tracy said taking J's place and kissing 1201. “Playroom, shower and bedroom. How on earth did Gramps manage to wear you out? Especially after his earlier session with 1201. If I didn't know Gramps would literally die before taking a pharmaceutical drug I'd swear he was getting some outside help.”

“Good point.” Leslie agreed. “How did you manage? I've got a few older clients who'd love to know this trick.”

“I didn't manage it.” I told her. “My love for the two of them took care of the details. I merely followed where it led. Thankfully he was brave enough to follow where it led and step aside for 1201 rather than ignore what his body was telling him. Morgan played a key role as well. You can ask for details when we are away from the table. Now I think it's time we showed off our Tracy.”

On the walk over it was impossible to deny we were away from the table. Morgan do you mind if we ask Gramps to explain your role? I can explain it. My role is to help take care of Gramps' nutritional needs through oral sex. Sometimes 1201 or the sun of his heart assist. Sometimes? Tracy asked and regretted it the moment Morgan pointed out that unlike him they sometimes chose to be at the other end. Then he dropped another bombshell by calmly saying his role was likely to expand sometime this week.

“I promised Gramps I'd get even with him for sharing more of his love for 1201 if he allowed 1201 to get his revenge this morning. The only way I can get even is if I expand my role.” Morgan explained quite calmly.

“You know Gramps would have let 1201 get his revenge even if you hadn't made that promise?” Leslie asked.

“Yes.” Morgan told Leslie. “I couldn't think of another way to honor 1201's bravery and I wasn't about to let anybody else do it.”

“So you're giving Gramps an incredible gift to show 1201 you admire his courage?” Tracy asked.

“Partly. After I've chatted with the sun of his heart to iron out some specifics I will give Gramps this gift for what he has done and will do for three of us boys and the other boys to follow.” Morgan said and stepped over to wrap an arm around me. “When you give this gift to Gramps you never have to worry if it's somebody who will appreciate and honor it. You won't find somebody more deserving no matter how long you wait. Why not put this time to good use?”

“Are we in sight of the church?” he asked us. When we told him we weren't he wrapped Morgan in a big hug and kissed him on his lips. “That's for saying such nice things about my pet pervert. You're lucky we are headed to church or else I'd drag you behind that dumpster and give you a bigger thank you. Right now we have to stay moderately clean. No need to chat about specifics. Whatever you decide is worthy of 1201's courage and a fitting thank you will be fine with me. Try not to give Gramps a heart attack though.”

The closer we got to church the more nervous Tracy got. Eventually I couldn't take it any more. We need to stop here for a chat. There's a few things I need to tell Tracy that have been neglected in her upbringing. All the others grinned openly as I explained to Tracy she had incredible tits, a wonderful ass and legs that led to a heaven most men would kill to experience. Now if you can't come up with one reason why these are bad things I suggest you get over this little act of being all coy. Own your beauty and let others deal with their reactions whatever they may be. Straighten your back. Thrust those tits forward. Stride out like you own the world because it is yours as much as anybody else's. You bring a beauty to the world nobody else can. I will not have you slinking into church or bringing the slightest trace of shame to a place of worship. Unlike the sun of my heart I have no qualms about dragging you behind a dumpster and proving my sincerity. 1201 forgot himself and warned her I had a thing for dumpster sex. Finally I told her I was as proud of her as her dad would be if he was standing here and like her dad I'd be more than happy to spank her if she didn't stop her nonsense. Tracy hugged and kissed me and we all waited while the other ladies wiped away the tracks of her tears. I was still angry enough when we continued not to blush when the other ladies kissed my cheek. When we got to the church Tracy took my free hand and entered alongside me.

I know it's impossible to upset God by showing love for your elders Tracy told the two little hooligans who ambushed us. Go ahead. There's nobody more qualified as an elder than him he added. The others won't mind waiting a few minutes while you kiss him. He'll enjoy being the center of attention Leslie told them. Sophie and J reassured Heather her little ones were a breath of fresh air. They pointed out we were the center of attention and everybody else was smiling. The pastor had the biggest grin of all on his face. Now I know why the Indian sages find themselves a cave I declared when I was finally released. Be nice or we'll invite them over to sit on your lap for the entire service he warned me.

“The Lord works in mysterious ways and mysterious forms.” the pastor began. “Yesterday I was visited by the gentleman who was so warmly greeted a few minutes ago by our cute brother and sister. Thankfully it was not the pretty lady he tells me he is under orders to ogle today. I find it hard to believe he wouldn't volunteer for such an assignment. Had she been the one to visit me yesterday I would no doubt have been overcome by her beauty and unable to be here today. Instead it was the angel in disguise as a grouch who made an appearance and transformed this pastor and church.

For many weeks I have been struggling to go on preaching the conventional sermons from my training. I couldn't find it in my heart to question the church so I assumed it was my faith that wasn't up to the task. On Friday had decided to give myself two more weeks of meditation and prayer before leaving the church. Yesterday God sent this man to me who told me to cast away the sermon I'd decided on for this Sunday. Something about having to come to church but not having to listen to a whole heap of codswallop. I could hardly disagree considering my feelings. This man then gave me a new sermon with the promise of fifty one more to follow.

The pastor is merely a servant of the congregation and if you feel this following sermon is too discomforting or unorthodox then I will gladly step aside. I found it resonated with me and filled me to such an extent I no longer doubt my calling. Regardless of what the congregation decides I owe this man a debt of thanks I cannot every repay.”

“We know the feeling.” said somebody from the back of the church. “He ruined our family in just the same way he ruined you. For the better!”

When the laughter had died down the pastor went on to tell them all about the application of what you sow you reap. Summed up it simply made people aware the Universe is a mirror and the reflection in the mirror will never smile first. However, if you wanted to live in a friendly Universe all you had to do was to keep smiling. There were also reminders to be aware we sow on an energetic level as well as the physical. The energy we bring to anything is of no less importance than what we do no matter how well it appears the task has been completed. A simple little sermon to get things moving closer to a pervert's world view.

We were the last to leave the church having been waylaid by the brother and sister who insisted on their goodbye kisses. The pastor greeted us at the door and complimented Tracy on her outfit. She saw me looking at her intently and accepted his compliments with good grace. Everybody it seemed was more eager to come to church knowing I was behind the sermons. The pastor had received support from almost everybody at the service. Did the larger gentleman standing over there find it disagreeable he asked the pastor? Why yes how did you know? We met him yesterday and he is in a lot of pain. I'll send 1201 and Morgan over to go cheer him up. The others have decided we will be staying for tea and coffee.

A few minutes later with Tracy keeping a firm grip of my hand I was mingling and blushing as people thanked me for the sermon. A gentle tap on the shoulder got my attention and I turned to face the overweight gentleman standing hand-in-hand with Morgan and 1201. I hardly think anybody needs my help. A few pointers maybe but whatever is troubling this gentleman is no match for his ability to overcome. The man's eyes widened a little but he went on to explain his troubles were very great and had been plaguing him for years. One only has to look at you to see the truth of this I told him. Set yourself free of these burdens and the pounds will melt away overnight and even if they don't you'll be unrecognizable. The gentleman tried to shake free of the boys saying he knew it wouldn't work. The boys held onto him and suggested we take a little walk so he could share more with me. Tracy wasn't letting go so we all headed out of the cafeteria into the grounds. Leslie had been informed by the sun of my heart and allowed to join when we explained she was a therapist.

A long time ago for many, many years this man was in an unhappy marriage. She'd finally grown tired of making his life hell and told him so on the night she'd asked for a divorce. He'd never been able to move on he told me. Nothing he had tried had worked. Try a milkshake I told him. A milkshake? Yes. Have you tried milkshake therapy? We saw you at the milkshake bar yesterday. I was the guy sucking Travis' dick and kept you waiting to use the restroom. You need another milkshake or six or seven or eight. This time Tracy beat him to the question and asked me to explain. There is no need to complicate things I told them. Were you unhappily married to her today I asked him? No. Then it is not the unhappy marriage or divorce you need to deal with it is the memory of the unhappiness or divorce. How does this memory make you feel? Pretty lousy. Worthless. A victim. Do you feel this way when you are drinking your favorite milkshake? No. What is the difference? You aren't thinking of those painful events. Label it for what it is. A memory of unhappiness or abuse. A thought of this or that. Look at it for what it is – a thought. A small ripple on the surface of your Being. Your thoughts create worlds of wonder or a hell on earth. Remember you always remain the thinker and can change the setting on the stage by changing the thoughts you empower with your energy. Without your energy there is no thought to trouble you. Pull the plug.

Therapists are not here to banish pain. We come to a point where we can decide to continue to feel it or move on with their help. They are here to teach you techniques to help you think different thoughts or in my case reconnect with the way regular folk think. They are people who guide you to see a different way of life. My suggestion is to spend as much time thinking of pleasant things as you can. Find a hobby to focus on. Start a movie collection of your favorite feel good movies. Start a library of your favorite books. Get yourself some herbal remedies to assist you at the start but realize they are aids. Changing your thoughts is the key to lasting healing. Above all tell yourself “I am choosing to remember this event” or “I am choosing to feel this way.” I am choosing to have a milkshake. I am choosing to have a spanking 1201 chimed in. I am choosing to suck dick Morgan said. Welcome to the pervert's world view Leslie said laughing. We will be passing the milkshake bar on the way back to the apartment 1201 told him. Gramps would love to buy you and all of us a milkshake. Tracy sent the sun of my heart to round up the others and we were soon off.

The boys were telling their new friend it might be wise to use the restroom ahead of Travis if he was working. Tracy was quite amused to discover the reason behind this comment. We can't even trust the sun of his heart to be a chaperone. Whatever happened to the quiet, good little boy I had a mere two weeks ago Sophie asked? I thought I was being very good making sure Gramps got to eat healthy. 1201 confirmed Travis looked very healthy and happy. See? I am an angel. Gramps will need a second shake to get over the disappointment of Travis not being here Tracy said using the debit card I'd given her to pay. Catherine took me aside and quietly asked if it was wise to feed a man so overweight more milkshakes. The weight is more mental. Unhappy skinny people will die as quick or quicker than overweight happy people and wouldn't you rather die happy? Let's get him to experience more happiness and then we can work on his weight issues. We? We as in you. Would you like another shake?

Ouch! Some ruffian has got my ear. Two shakes or three shakes or four shakes are all illusions. There is only one shake. This one. Kids and Gramps are meant to have too many milkshakes. Trust me to get saddled with ones who want to eat healthy. Okay I'll go cook burgers for everybody. Our friend thought the milkshake therapy was helping him feel better but wanted another shake to confirm it. Wise man I told him. Cynthia surprised us by saying she'd like to join him if he didn't mind. No he didn't need my number Cynthia told me because she would give him hers. Yes she promised to take him shopping for DVDs and healthy snacks he enjoyed. We kissed Cynthia goodbye and wished our friend well. Then the rest of us continued on to the apartment.

“Tracy you've been in here watching him cook for more than ten minutes.” my housekeeper said entering the kitchen. “Don't you need a reprieve? Leslie has years of training and a strong right hand to help her through.”

“I'm being selfish.” Tracy admitted. “There hasn't been any chaos whatsoever. I never knew he could be so graceful. This is like a well choreographed dance and I've just wanted to watch. Do you thin he's like this you know at those times?”

“You mean the times when he's beating or fucking the boys?” my housekeeper said with a wink at Leslie. “No idea I haven't had the pleasure of watching them go at it. I'll call them over so you can ask if you like.”

“What's the question?” he asked entering the kitchen and heading for the fridge for more sodas. Suddenly he stopped and looked around. “Who's doing the cooking? This doesn't look like a Gramps meal being prepared. I'll have an answer for Tracy in a moment.”

Would I like a kiss he asked me? Good. Now one like yesterday afternoon. The other boys had come to see what the delay was with their sodas just as he placed his request for one of those kisses. The grinned at each other as they watched from behind the adults. This was the first time Tracy, Leslie and my housekeeper were in such close proximity to the energy. Three minutes of him drawing that energy up through Gramps and into himself was all it took for the girls to start feeling uncomfortable. Two minutes more and Tracy turned to leave the room.

“What are you two grinning at?” Tracy snapped at the beaming boys who were exchanging high fives. “Is this what it's like all the time?”

“No, this is pretty low key.” 1201 told her. “He doesn't want to keep Gramps from finishing lunch. They'll finish in a moment. I'd suggest you stay and enjoy the energy.”

“Tracy, it appears Gramps is using the same energy he used yesterday while spanking and fucking us.” he said quite calmly on his way out. “We stoked it up a little to about a tenth of what it was to make it easier for you to feel. Hang out after lunch and we'll let you experience the full effect if you want.”

“This is quite fine.” Tracy assured him. “How do you boys survive?”

“Trust. Complete trust in Gramps allows us to let go and be carried wherever it takes us. Everything dissolves until only sensations remain. All of what we feel is about ten times more intense judging from what I've experienced before and yesterday.”

“Everything?” Tracy asked. “Even..”

“Yes and you have no idea how tormenting it is to endure these sensations from the start to the end of the orgasm.”

“I think I'd like to keep it that way.” Tracy told him. “Leslie may be brave enough to try to imagine it but not me.”

“We'll talk later if you don't mind.” Leslie said. “There's a few questions I need to have answered and I'd like 1201 and Morgan to give their input.”

The boys assured her they'd be happy to help and left the stunned ladies to watch me cook. This new focus was immensely freeing. I knew the ladies were there but there was no feeling of them intruding on me. The love enfolded them as easily as it did everything else in the kitchen. There had been no sense of embarrassment when we kissed even though it got quite hot. Our kisses had slipped right into the mix and gently stoked the energy to an even greater presence. Our parting as right as our joining so no discord was created. I returned to the cooking without missing a step. So caught up in the energy were my babysitters they didn't protest when my dance included washing the dishes. Sophie and J couldn't believe I'd just cooked in the kitchen when they got up from the couch to refill their wine glasses.

“Do you ladies know you are staring at an empty kitchen?” J asked them.

“We are?” Leslie said. “How remarkable. Can you feel the energy?”

“You'd have to be dead not to feel it.” Sophie said. “Is this what I think it is? Oh, how sweet.”

Ten minutes later the boys dragged them to the table with comments about being able to have sex in the dining room without you guys noticing. Tracy had declared it impossible for us to have sex without them noticing if that was just a fraction of the energy being released. Then she insisted on kissing the two of us for sharing such an intimate part of our relationship. Sophie agreed a kiss was in order as well. Finally we could eat.

“How do you make something as simple as cheese burgers and fries taste so good?” Tracy asked me. “I can understand if you've been marinading or slow cooking something that it will be a riot of flavors. These burgers you whipped up in thirty minutes have just as much flavor as anything else you've served.”

“Fresh herbs and flavorful cheese.” I told her. “The simplest ingredients are the best.”

“What's for dessert?” 1201 asked as he popped the last mouthful of his second burger into his mouth.

“Let me guess.” he said. “Milkshakes.”

“Ha, ha.” I told him. “Actually I thought some cream eclairs would be nice. Now if you want milkshakes I'd be happy to save the eclairs.”

“I do declare I am mystified by what is an eclair?” Morgan told us. “Hmm, I see what is an eclair and to my mind springs all sorts of potential involving a boy bare.”

“Let's leave that right there.” my housekeeper finished for him.

“Tell me Gramps do you have a food fetish?” he asked reaching for a second pastry. “Morgan has a very valid point and these are so good we will have to put them on our workout menu soon.”

“You'll be getting Gramps and Morgan fat if you keep this up.” Tracy warned.

“That's why I will include it as part of our workout. The new side to Gramps leaves one drenched in sweat. I wonder if Cynthia knows of a way to calculate how many calories we burn during our workouts. The standard measurements simply don't apply to making love with Gramps.”

“Speaking of your love making,” Leslie said “shall we adjourn to the spare room? Tracy isn't up for hearing what you will be sharing and I think your mom would find it uncomfortable.”

“No need to go upstairs,” my housekeeper told her. “we have some assignments to take care of this afternoon, don't we Tracy?”

“And we are certain the boys will need a workout after your chat.” Sophie told her.

“I'll pop back here at around six to enjoy the dinner prep show. Whatever you have in the slow cooker smells heavenly.” Amanda said. “Will three hours be enough time for your chat and workout.”

“We'll make it enough time.” 1201 told her. “The sooner we get done with the first workout the sooner we get in a second.”

“And a third and a fourth.” Morgan said earning some serious looks from the adults. “Yes, the monster in Gramps has unleashed a monster in me. I may end up kissing my cousin before he does. After all he does have a little too much muscle.”

“Stop trying to muscle in on my muscle.” he told his friend. “I'll leave a little for you because you're my friend.”

“Sounds like the bully is in for an interesting day tomorrow.” my housekeeper said as she started for the door. “Yes, we'll stop and let you get changed before we go to the campus library. There's no way I'd let you walk on campus in that outfit without Gramps acting as bodyguard.”

“Oops, sorry Leslie.” 1201 apologized stopping half-way through removing his shirt. “I forgot you were still here. Force of habit.”

Leslie laughed and ruffled his hair. We settled on the couch and waited in companionable silence while the boys put the kitchen to rights.

“I want you all to know you don't have to share anything you don't want or answer all my questions. That includes you Gramps.” Leslie told us. “Anything you share will be protected under patient therapist confidentiality because Gramps is present and this has a direct bearing on his treatment. What I would like is permission to share what I learn with other patients but obviously I will keep your identities secret. Are you all okay with me sharing what I learn here today with people I feel will benefit from hearing it? Thank you guys.

From what I've felt and the comments I've heard it seems futile to ask Gramps about anything except the energy and how it affects him. The physical stuff I will get from the boys. Because he is the generator of the energy I'd like to start with Gramps. The sun of your heart told us earlier the physical surroundings tend to dissolve and fade from awareness as the energy grows. Does this happen to you? Please describe what you felt yesterday. Now is the time for any of you boys to speak up if you don't want it shared. No protests. Brave boys. Go ahead Gramps.”

“Before I start I want to warn you as I remember what transpired it is quite likely that same energy will arise and be much stronger than it was in the kitchen. Are you and the boys okay with experiencing it?”

“I'm okay with experiencing it and judging by the silly grins on the other three faces I'd say they're more than happy to experience it.” Leslie told me. “Start at he beginning. You went up ahead of him with Morgan and 1201. What did you do while he was saying goodbye?”

“I spanked 1201 and Morgan. A light spanking with a broad paddle simply to give their asses a nice red tinge. Morgan isn't ready for anything close to what we call a playful spanking never mind maintenance or punishment spankings. He's brave enough. What he needs to gain is a deeper understanding of the dynamics and what needs of his it might satisfy. After their playful paddling I had them stand against the wall with their asses on display for him to see when he entered.”

The memory of him entering the room drew me into a sudden rush of the energy rising within me. I lost track of the boys and Leslie as I let myself float on the surface of the energy within me. Words flowed from me without conscious thought. Kisses with him clothed and the rest of us naked were hot. Feeling the texture of his clothing on my thigh as I bent him over upside down. Sound of brush striking flesh seemed to be softened by the energy even though I know they stung. His cries seemed natural and right for that moment. Nothing felt wrong or unnatural or out of place. There was only the joy of giving him what I knew he wanted.

Morgan and 1201 feeding me their seed brought no feeling of interruption as he hung before me waiting for the tawes. No jealousy or wishing it were him standing on the chair for oral sex. His love for his friends flowing from him to join in with my love for them was as clear to me as anything physical. A different frequency no more difficult to feel than my love for him. There was a knowing of what to do and how to do it that didn't require thought. Action, reaction and response to reaction flowed into each other and became one. I felt no sense of him and me or me and them only me. The love guided me to take what I wanted. Satisfy my needs. Every one of them without judgment. No feeling of being selfish. I knew the love would guide me to fulfill my needs in ways that would satisfy theirs. Finally I could let go of all roles. Whatever I did would be fine.

The sex was no less and no more of an experience than the spanking and the sucking. Every act was done with as much reverence as possible. Our love for each other crystal clear to me. I knew where the boys were holding back. I knew why they were holding back. The ache to show them what I was experiencing was healed as soon as it arose. In its time and place the means to releasing those blocks would be known to each of them. All I had to do was love them. Keep loving them and expressing this love in the way they desired. What a blessed way to live. Beyond anything I ever imagined my orgasm drew from this reservoir of energy within. Starting way deeper than the surface of flesh and even deeper than where the emotions usually arise. Deeper than ever before it flowed in a smooth, cleansing wave and became something very precious that I wanted to share with him again. So I did.

There was a lengthy silence when I finally stopped speaking. The energy had filled the room and I made no attempt to put a damper on it. Let it flow, I thought. I'm so very tired of the effort it takes to hold it in. Leslie had a glow to her and was unashamedly basking in the uh stimulating effects the energy tended to provide those it touched. Seeing me looking at her intently with a touch of concern she smiled and said it looked like I was beginning to corrupt her as well. 1201 leaned in from his position next to her and kissed her cheek. Welcome to the club he told her with a smile.

“You made love to him twice and 1201 once without any real pause?” Leslie asked. “About half an hour in the shower was all the break you got. What were you feeling? I mean it's quite impressive to be able to wear out one boy and still have something to give another on the physical side never mind all the energy work you were doing.”

“Physically? There was the sense of this is what feels right and is what we want so go ahead. The thought of not being able to get it up again never entered my mind. I knew the energy would make it work if I said yes to the desire.”

“Why did you say no to Gramps?” Leslie asked him. “Normally you are more than ready for a good fucking, pardon my language.”

“Part of it was because of church this morning.” he told her with a smile. “The other reason was to allow him to help 1201. While we were in the shower 1201 got a taste of the love Gramps has for him. 1201 was so aroused when he entered the shower it was impossible for him to last as long as he needed to experience a full dose of the energy. I know 1201 has a bit of a masochistic streak but to leave him in that state would have been way too unfair.”

“Huh, who's the scoundrel now?” 1201 asked and leaning to his other side he kissed his friend deeply. “No, Morgan, I'll take care of thanking him while you settle up with Gramps. Great idea! When we've worked out the details we'll pick a time to thank them both at the same time.”

“Details? De tails we have are all we need to expose and offer up to those two horny angels.” Morgan said smiling. “They'll take care of the rest.”

“What about your experiences in the playroom? I'm pretty certain you will be more aware of the physical aspect than Gramps. Explain it as much or as little detail as you'd like.”

“Morgan and 1201 can add more to the description of the physical aspect.” he began and paused to allow the memories to resurface. “Being clothed for the first spanking amongst all the nudity was surprisingly hot. I'm glad I had some protection for the warm up which was quite vigorous. He used just the right amount of force from start to finish. While I was still trying to regain my breath and get reorientated the clinical undressing added to my horniness.

Gramps came up with the perfect new spanking experience. I was hung in a U-shape just below Gramps' groin. My initial concern was the warm bubble of his love for me would ease the force of the spanking. Somehow this never happened. The pain from the blows was actually sharper and more intense. What drove me crazy was feeling this incredible wave of emotion flowing from Gramps over me while experiencing this sharp fiery blows in my ass. Every time I wanted to cry out in pain I also wanted to groan in delight at the love I was feeling.

Then Gramps began fucking me and because I was so low every thrust drove me upwards. I was experiencing equal amounts of tenderness from Gramps with a very sore, throbbing ass from the spanking. The harder Gramps slammed into me the more I became aware of the pain. When I focused on the pain I'd be distracted by another wave of love flowing over me. Eventually to much to bear and I escaped by focusing on my orgasm. This brought its own torment because it seemed to go on forever and get stronger and stronger. I thought it would be too much for me to handle. I was right. I exploded on the inside and the outside.

Before I knew what was happening Gramps had begun to fuck me again. He was using me without any agreement on my part. Yes, I wanted it but being taken made it so hot. Gramps' wonderful, endless love for me was raping me. I can't wait to be raped this way again. I did the only thing that seemed right in that moment. I let Gramps use me. He could give me whatever he wanted and do to me whatever he needed. No matter what it was going to be I knew it was something I would want to experience. There I hung for however long it took for Gramps to do what he needed. Somewhere amongst all of this he swallowed a load from those grinning boys alongside you.

The strange thing was they joined in without any disturbance in what I was experiencing with Gramps. We continued doing what we wanted and needed. Gramps was like a masterful juggler juggling the sexual needs of us three boys without missing a beat.”

“Or dropping a ball.” Morgan said mischievously.

“He did cause ours to drop a few times though.” 1201 added. “How he did this while keeping his up was amazing. Especially at his age.”

“I'll give you a spanking equal to my age if you're not careful.” I growled at him.

“The smile ruins the threatening effect.” Morgan told me.

“Exactly.” I said.

“Now it's time for you boys to share your side.” Leslie told them. “Morgan why don't you go first? I have a suspicion there will be much more for 1201 to share. Correct me if I'm wrong but I believe you have only indulged in oral sex with this group.”

“And this group are the only other people I've had any sex with at all.” Morgan told her. “My only other sexual experiences have been jerking off on my own. Last night I was given the choice of feeding my load to Gramps at the top or the bottom. No disrespect to Gramps' bottom which we all know is very cute I just didn't feel right fucking him. I'm not certain what it is but just like there is more to spanking than smacking somebody's ass I get the feeling there is more to sex than just sliding in and out of somebody.

Us two spectators had a nice snug leather belt wrapped around us to prevent us from cumming too soon. I also felt the mix of the pain of not being able to cum and the soft gentleness of the energy filling the room. Strange how gentle it felt when all that had taken place was a very sound warm up and a more thorough regular spanking. All I know is I was more than happy to step onto the chair and let Gramps take me into his mouth. I'd have given him anything he'd asked for in order to get off.”

“Now he tells me.” I groaned.

“Our straps were snapped back in place right away and we stood to one side as Gramps gave his ass a second pounding.” Morgan continued. “By the time Gramps was done I was even more desperate to cum. I think it was because of the extra exposure to the energy. We were in the shower when Gramps told us we could choose which end to fill. A good thing Gramps enjoys oral sex as much as he does with me around.

Do you want me to continue with what happened or wait to share these experiences after 1201 has described his experiences? The only remaining stuff happened after 1201 felt Gramps' love for him. I'll go get us another round of drinks while 1201 begins.”

“Best be quick.” 1201 warned him. “You did such a good job summing up what happened in the playroom there is only a little more for me to say about it. I may have found the gentleness more tormenting than Morgan. Every blow I see land on somebody else makes me eager to be in their place. Memories of spankings I've been lucky to receive rise up inside of me very quickly when I hear the smack of a hand or implement. These memories get me horny really quickly. Like Morgan I was eager to unload both times.

I chose to fuck Gramps because I am usually the one on the receiving end. Yes, it is mostly by choice but knowing how it feels to be on the receiving end makes it more enjoyable to be the one dishing it out. How often does a kid my age get to be in control of an adult? Then Gramps went and took this way from me by opening up to his love for me. No doubt he was just flowing with the energy. We all know I will have to go through this one day and if asked I'll never admit to being ready. The fact that just doing it is the best and likely only way to get me to do this healing doesn't mean I won't use what I experienced as a reason to spank Gramps soon.

What I will do with his co-conspirators is still unknown. Any suggestions you have, Leslie, will be most welcome. Deliberately turning down a good fucking to expose me to more than just the obvious shows he is insightful. I know he had my best interests at heart just like Gramps. I don't have to like it though. At least they didn't leave me there to go through it on my own. I'd still be hiding under the blankets now if I'd had to go through it alone.

Everything melts. That's the only way I can describe it. You know there is something hard driving into and stretching you but at the same time the world around you melts. All the hardness inside you melts as well. Anger, tension and any other emotions you want to cling to simply slip away. A part of your mind says I want that but a bigger part says it's so nice to let it go. Although I could feel the hardness of Gramps inside me and my own erection the desire to focus on the pounding wasn't there. Gramps could have been using me much harder and it would have felt just as gentle. Gramps was fucking me and making love to me at the same time, if that makes any sense.”

“Perfect sense.” Leslie assured him. “It's like the rape he spoke of earlier where he felt so loved while being used for sexual pleasure. Thank you guys. I hope I can remember most of this and not have to put you through the wringer again. Was there anything we missed that you want to share? I haven't left you much time I'm afraid.”

“Good. This will make it easier for Gramps to stay awake.” he said kissing my cheek. “1201 will give you a recording of our chat so you won't forget anything. What will you do, Leslie, since there is so little time? Hardly makes sense to walk halfway home and have to turn around. I don't mind if you stay if you are okay with feeling the energy again. We could check to see if Amanda is downstairs and you could go visit with her.”

“I'd like to stay if the others don't mind.” Leslie said. “I think I can survive an hour of it.”

“There will be less than an hour because we will have to save time for drying and dressing. That's twenty minutes at least of prying ourselves from Gramps.” 1201 said. “I don't mind you being here. What about you and Gramps?”

Morgan and Gramps had no problem. Gramps made no promises about how much energy would flow or where it would lead. There wasn't enough time for a decent spanking so Leslie wouldn't have to worry about that sort of noise. Besides there was always the option to visit Amanda at any time. Run away and leave these three angels in the hands of a monster? Never Leslie said. Now get upstairs and get on with it. I'm hungry so I bet you guys are as well. Your snacks will be of a different sort though. Indeed they will I said scooping all three boys into my arms and lifting them off the ground. There was nothing the boys could do with their arms pinned at their sides except try to kiss me into submission. I let them try as we headed upstairs with Leslie's laughter following us.

Like most things allowing the energy to flow was getting easier the more time I spent working on lifting my dampers. Morgan you mimic what I'm doing to 1201. I know I told Leslie we don't have time for a full spanking but we have time for you to get a brief taste of what it feels like to spank somebody. We all know you won't hit him too hard no matter how much you try. Lower the toilet lid and make yourself comfortable. I've more experience dealing with scurvy knaves and can kneel here on the floor with 1201 draped over my leg like so. Relax and enjoy it. I really swat appreciate swat you swat helping swat me swat by swat getting swat him swat warmed swat up swat for swat me SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! Get in as many more as you can while I prepare 1201. Keep him over your knees while I lube his hole. Nice glow you got going. Thank you, kiss. We'll set him on top of 1201 in the shower. You go stand over them facing their cute butts. Good boy.

A moment to admire that pile of boy flesh lying heaped up beneath me was all I allowed myself. Three deep breaths to get the energy flowing and I had at their asses. First I drove deeply into 1201. Then I withdrew completely and buried myself in his nicely spanked ass. I took Morgan's cock into my mouth to muffle my cries as I opened up in a rush. We didn't have much time. Leslie had been warned but Amanda hadn't so I needed to drown these boys in love and lust quickly. Yesterday this energy may have melted everything. Completely unrestrained it exploded like an angry forest fire within me. Almost contemptuously it blew my first load from me in mere moments as if it were something annoying it wanted to purge. 1201's startled cry made me smile around Morgan's cock as my balls jettisoned cum into him.

Once I was done with the first I continued sliding from one to the other. Hold still I told them quickly before taking in Morgans, cock, balls and seconds later sweet, hot cum. Turn around and present your ass if that cock of yours is too sensitive. Press that hole against my mouth as hard as you can. We're not leaving moving from here until you've fed me a second load. Swat! Swat! That goes for you two scurvy knaves as well. What a tasty ass I was enjoying as I allowed the energy to make me squirm and writhe from cock to tongue. From two tight asses all the way up to another. My contact with them was centered around three tight holes, a probing tongue and a cock on a mission to spit on the inside of one of those asses.

More accustomed to the energy I was able to fight my way back close enough to the surface to be able to enjoy the sensations of ass squeezing cock and cock filling mouth and the coolness on my cock as it left one ass and sank into the warmth of another. I was in 1201's ass when the second load of cum started flowing up my shaft. No you don't I told myself clamping down a little on the energy. The head of my cock slipped into his ass just far enough and quickly enough to spew cum into his empty bowels. Driving down into him as I came my cock cast a trail of cum down that passage and hurried to catch up with it as I thrust forward. What a glorious fucking mess it must be inside there I thought.

“Who's next?” I said.

“Nobody. My mom will be here soon.” 1201 reminded me.

“Sit and stay, my pet. Sit and stay!” he shouted. “We'll still be here tonight. Good pervert. Breathe deeply. No, don't move just breathe. Morgan please pass him the soap. Yes, Leslie, everything's okay. Sorry to startle you but I needed to get his attention. You're welcome to check for yourself if you don't mind seeing me with a cock in my ass. Pour Gramps a single shot of brandy to go with that glass of wine, please. A double would be too much.”

Slowly the act of cleaning them worked it's healing magic. The energy settled. I slid hands over easily reachable parts. I licked two loads of cum of his stomach and 1201's lower back where his cock had rested. 1201's loads were mostly lost. I wasn't too concerned. Morgan had performed magnificently. The boys took charge of drying each other and me. Even I had to admit it would have taken too long if I'd done the work. All I wanted was to shower them with kisses of thanks and adoration. What wonderful, willing, loving creatures they were I thought as they all worked on me at the same time. We got downstairs just as Leslie handed a glass of wine to Amanda.

Warned by the others Amanda still found it difficult to believe the change in meal prep. Leslie had to take him aside for a chat about our shower. Seems he had needed to shout so loud to get my attention Leslie had heard him downstairs. Remembering the comments about thick doors she had correctly surmised he must really have worked hard to get my attention. Morgan was trouncing 1201 in a PlayStation game. Are you the cause of my son walking funny she asked me when 1201 had popped into the kitchen for more sodas? Yes. You will tell me if he is bullying you, won't you son? No, I won't. You'll put a stop to it and I like what he does to make me walk funny.

The others arrived over the next thirty minutes. Most thought they'd get the boys to blush by commenting on how they were walking funny. The boys turned the tables by responding with “Gramps” or “Monstrously good shower” or “Pet Pervert pounding” in a totally calm, matter-of-fact tone and no trace of a blush. Morgan may have blushed a couple of times when he told them Morgan had applied a helping hand to his butt. Purely to save time. I can't imagine he enjoyed spanking me the least little bit. Kiss. No need for a follow up tomorrow morning we barely had five minutes to warm up our butts for Gramps to pound. A brief foray to get some idea of what it felt like. Hard to imagine but Gramps is easing him into this spanking thing gently, slowly and very carefully. 1201 gave thanks this wasn't the approach with them. Next time 1201 announced a desire to be both walking and talking funny. Gramps needs goals to keep him interested. The only goal Gramps needs is to see your butt naked J told him. After that hang on. Or let him pin you to the shower floor Morgan suggested.

Yes, 1201, I made two shepherd's pies. You can have a second mound. Sorry, I meant second serving. A slip of the tongue. Huh, your tongue never slips when it involves a cute boy Morgan announced. When the usual round of teasing ended I told 1201 it was a combination of slow cooker and regular oven. The meat filling cooked in the slow cooker. I added the mashed potatoes and finished them in the oven afterward. Glad you like it. I'll teach you how to make it soon.

Wine? No thanks, I'll take a brandy. Yes I'm recovered enough. Why the tears? Sorry you raised your voice. Keep raising the other thing first and the raised voice will be overlooked. This did cause him to blush. Seriously it was necessary. Sometimes when raising a kid you have to do something that leaves you feeling a little sad or sorry. You did enjoy your shower didn't you? Then let's leave it at that. Of course you love me. Who wouldn't love Gramps? Saved by Sophie with my brandy. Bless you for seeing me assaulted with kisses and making it a double. Do I what? Scurvy knave I'm going to bend you backwards into my lap and suck such traitorous thoughts from you. No, Tracy, this time the French kissing was medicinal, I explained a full five minutes later, so it isn't rude to do it at the table. He's a little distraught and scared. Me too but I can't admit it with him sitting next to me, can I? Leslie will fix us up. Thanks, Mom, it isn't me who needs brandy after being kissed like that. Oxygen maybe but no brandy. Phew! Sorry to put you guys through that during dinner.

1201 and Morgan had been quietly clearing plates. You remembered Tracy squealed in delight and threw her arms around me. They're medicinal so it isn't rude Tracy told me after the fourth kiss. You wouldn't want me to hurt myself keeping all that joy inside would you? Good. Hang on there's a little more I missed. Morgan and 1201 each stood alongside the table with a cobbler in hand. I'll start with one Tracy said straightening her clothing. Of each, I bet, J told her and put a spoonful from each into her dessert bowl. You have a wise and considerate man there. Let me know if you ever get tired of his overwhelming goodness. I doubt I ever will Tracy. Well I had to try.

Amanda suggested she treat her disappointment with some cobbler and ice-cream. J, dose me up. I'm visiting Cynthia tomorrow morning for a workout and will come here to do some laundry so don't skimp on my medicine. Losing out on you leads to a lot of disappointment. No quarters needed at this laundry. You pay in kisses. Leslie, me and his housekeeper need to chat with him. No there isn't time tonight and he'd feel better if they resumed their Monopoly game for an hour while we get Gramps tipsy. That will eliminate the need for foreplay and he can get straight on with taking advantage of Gramps. Happy to help. Happy to take another two kisses in thanks. Everybody here can see you believe there's some fucking and making up to do. Isn't it kissing and making up 1201 asked. He plans on skipping the kissing and getting to the meat of the matter or making it a matter of his meat. Tracy you're making me blush. Finally. Knew I'd get you. Everybody except Gramps can see it said Sophie. Leslie, me and his lovely housekeeper will explain it to Gramps tomorrow after we've enjoyed his delicious breakfast and gotten more of the facts. We need to get Morgan home at a decent hour. Your housekeeping staff stopped in at his home earlier to learn what time they'd like him back. There's school tomorrow. We have time for the two of you to go at it again while we ply Gramps with drink. I may even take advantage of him for making that cobbler.

While they were setting up where they left off Tracy got on with plying me with drink. Her strategy included finishing with spiked milkshakes. Sophie was saying she felt Tracy was doing to much to help her son and she was starting to feel as if she was neglecting him. Right now he is getting to know Gramps and you are getting to know J. You and J will soon be doing things with him again. Give all of us another week. Plan something for next Saturday. Morgan ought to be ready by then to step into the breach or allow Gramps into his breach. Besides when I was interviewed for this job I was told my main task was caring for the boys.

Look around you and tell me how much housekeeping have you seen that needs doing? Gramps needs to dust and sweep from time to time to help him think. The boys keep the kitchen spotless. I'm so desperate to have something remotely like housekeeping to do I'm bringing my own laundry over. Feel free to drop yours off in the morning. He'll tell you if its something big. He hasn't forgotten you're his mom. Right now he's getting to know his dad and learning how to love a father. The only word you need to have with him is to give him some advice on choosing dads. My son did just fine thank you, Sophie said kissing me. He chose perfectly. See what a good job you're doing?

Tomorrow we will find out what caused him to raise his voice. Better save some of that brandy then Morgan said on his way past. Good point. I may need to speak to Leslie for some help for me. I keep letting my curiosity draw me into situations that make me squirm. Anyway, Sophie, you enjoy J and he'll enjoy Gramps and I'll try not to squirm too much tomorrow. Gramps will share the gory details with us. The boys have given their permission. Hardly the bashful trio we have there. Leslie will interpret and explain how we can help Gramps. She may need to chat with your son but since they have a session on Tuesday this ought to work out fine. Tracy you're an angel Sophie said hugging and kissing her. Huh, if I'm an angel it must be one like Gramps.

Ouch! Ow! Ouch! Sophie stop your son from smacking my tush. Why would I stop him from keeping his word to spank you when you belittled yourself? Besides I want him to get his hands on your tush and your... J, I need some rescuing here. You'll survive another two minutes of it and we're enjoying the show. Gramps will save me then Tracy declared and dropped herself onto my lap. Care to join me in a drink, Gramps? Working for a hedonistic boss has its perks she said while pouring me another brandy. He only has the good stuff in his liquor cabinet. You, cute angel defiler, ought to go play Monopoly. No you can't kiss it better Morgan. I may need to start claiming danger pay Tracy told me. A few minutes ago you said you didn't have any work to do so claiming any sort of pay seems tricky Sophie pointed out as she headed to join J in the living room. Gramps pretend you didn't hear that comment about work. I'm off to root for Leslie. Come on Gramps you can still walk. We haven't got you that tipsy yet!

The Game as it became known that night appeared to be one of those eternal games nobody would win. That really wasn't the point. What it did was allow all of us to sit down together and experience companionship. Quiet time holding each other and exchanging kisses and in my case discretely squeezing an ass or two. The brandy doesn't seem to be trying hard enough to get Gramps tipsy Tracy declared an hour later. Let's try it in a shake. No, I need to send you home sober Morgan. Stop those kisses right now. No more. I'll slip in a little for flavor. That's all! Goodness there is way too much cuteness in this room for a girl to handle. How do you cope, Gramps, with all of it when they're naked? I don't. I let myself drown in it. Now about those shakes. A scurvy knave cut my indulgence short earlier today.

J was happy to give the ladies a ride home but when us guys insisted on walking Morgan home they decided to join us. Seems Tracy took her promise to get the boy home on time quite seriously. There are far too many dumpsters on the way she informed me. Amanda joined us for the exercise. Leslie, Sophie and J said goodbye to us in the parking area. Leslie confirmed breakfast was served at eight on a school day and promised to join us for breakfast. She'd update Sophie later in the day after Sophie finished with her work. We assured Morgan's parents it had been a pleasure to have him spend the weekend with us. Tracy warned them it was likely to be a regular thing since the three boys had got along so well. Don't worry about Gramps my housekeeper told them. The boys keep him young. Morgan's parents made her promise to keep an eye on things and if I started to look tired she would either take over for a spell or send the boys to hang out at Morgan's place.

Everybody laughed when 1201 explained how they'd had to fight off Tracy to get the cobbler Morgan was holding. We enjoyed a cup of tea, declined their offer to share the cobbler with us and left soon after. Morgan hugged and kissed everybody on the cheek. His folks nearly fell over when he included them and his sister. Don't worry Tracy told his dad who had a slight blush starting Gramps has picked out a suitable candidate for Morgan to marry. She's a lovely strong young lady Leslie assured them. We took great delight in leaving Morgan to do some explaining. Once we'd seen Tracy and my housekeeper safely home we took a slightly longer route home. The boys walked ahead of us with their heads together while I walked hand-in-hand with Amanda. You're most probably right Amanda. They're planning some mischief. Aren't you worried? No I have mine already planned for when we get home.

“Keep going.” I told them when we entered the apartment. “Don't stop until you reach the bedroom. Now you guys can undress me.”

There was a lot of stroking, kissing and fondling of my body as the clothing was slowly removed. A lot slower than I anticipated which was a pleasant surprise. The last item was slipped off as I stood between to kneeling scurvy knaves. One was making a meal of my ass while another was paying homage to my balls. Stepping from between them wasn't easy but I had plans and they needed some rest before school. Sitting on the base of the bed I had each knave stand in front of me for their undressing. When the stripping was done I told them I didn't care who did what but one of them would impale himself on my cock while the other fucked me.

“Get on with it!” I ordered as I let myself fall back onto the bed.

1201 took care of applying the lube while I enjoyed some heavy petting with the sun of my heart. We both laughed when 1201 decided to clean his fingers of the excess lube by finger fucking the remaining untouched hole. I'm getting there I told him as I slid towards him a little. Close enough? Perfect. Then fuck me knave. You as well. I wrapped my legs around 1201 and sighed with pleasure as he filled me. The impaling above began only when 1201 was fully inside of me. While the boys set about fucking me I decided to get on with my experiment.

Before opening to the energy I let myself think about what needs and desires I had. What did I want to give the boys? What did I want to give myself? Did I have any sense of the mood we'd created with our time together? Answering these questions when his beauty was right in front me wasn't easy. I confess I didn't do a good job of it this time around. What I did manage to do was keep the outpouring of energy to a much more manageable level. Strong enough to be felt and add to the pleasure yet well under control.

Yes, scurvy knave, you made quite a mess of me. I think a spanking is in order for such an impressive display or a boy cumming. And what of the mess inside my tender ass, Scoundrel? You kiss are kiss no kiss less kiss deserving kiss of kiss a kiss spanking kiss yourself kiss. Stop this talk of spanking 1201 warned or else. Or else what? I'll show you and he did while we kissed and left my cock to harden in the ass it had just filled. 1201 spent himself a second time before the two of us got off. Perfectly done, 1201. Shower time. Hush, scurvy knave, there is something I wish you to reveal to me. Scoundrel, I am stark naked. What could I be hiding? You'll see. Now turn around so I can scrub your beautiful ass.

1201 told us he felt a need to sleep in his own bed tonight. No there's no need for me to get dressed just to walk downstairs and get undressed for bed he told us as we said goodnight at the front door. See you at seven thirty he promised. Breakfast isn't until eight. Precisely. Now Scoundrel what is it you think I'm hiding from you despite my state of undress? Leading him to the couch I held him against me for a few kisses.

“Imagine you are wrapping yourself in a blanket woven of my love for you.” I began. “Let it settle all around you. Nod when you are done. Good. Now think back to the moment between laying aside the paddle and fucking me. The love is there to share with you as you were then. That is you both then and now along with the you wrapped in a blanket of love. Accept all these expressions of yourself. Be with them all. Gods you are amazing. Got it? Explain what's happening within you.”

“The rage is strong.” he began softly. “Your love is keeping it contained. Oh, I see not setting aside the love but merging it with the rage. Yes, I'm holding it. OK I'll try a little more. The rage is more intense. More confined as well. Holding it there. Got it! What? No I can't do that to you.”

“Please.” I begged. “This really is important. No holds barred. Do it only when you are ready to go all the way. Whenever you're ready and if not that's OK. I trust you as much as I love you. Now, scurvy knave, there is no moment too perfect it won't be improved by a kiss from you.”

“Scoundrel, remember you asked for this!” he told me with an edge to his voice after we'd exchanged a few more kisses.

Before I could move he had spun round and was sitting on my face. Pressing down with his knees into the cushions he crossed his legs underneath my head effectively trapping me. Uncaring of my comfort he let his body weight settle onto me.

“Suck it, Scoundrel! Don't release my cock from your mouth until I tell you to. Harder! Suck it like you mean it, pervert!”

Crossing his legs even more beneath me forced my head upwards into his groin. More of his wonderful erection slid into me. When he'd raised my head as much as possible he resettled his ass on my face. Then he sat motionless as I licked and sucked on his cock. A few stifled groans was all the sound he made when he unloaded. There was no where for me to go so I continued to hold his cock in my mouth. He continued to sit there with his cock resting on my tongue. I did my best to keep away from the head of his cock but he seemed uncaring of its heightened sensitivity.

Now it was hardening again. I began my work again. Curiosity would only be satisfied later. He tightened his hold on me. Kept me trapped at the center of his pleasure. Pleasing him. Eating him. Tasting his most intimate flesh. Discomfort hardly noticeable as he painfully honored me. Another load flowing down my gullet.

“You can let go now, Scoundrel.” he said calmly and settled his body back alongside mine. “Kiss me good night. We'll sleep here tonight, Scoundrel.”

“Good idea, scurvy knave.”

“Yes, it is.”

Thank the gods for 1201 arriving alone at seven thirty. He woke us by pouncing on us and smothering our faces in kisses. We spluttered awake. I picked the wriggling mass of boy flesh up and wasted no time getting to the bathroom. Blowjobs for the boys. Gramps doesn't need one. Too bad. Gramps is getting one. See to it 1201. I'll go greet your mom. Good morning, Amanda. Gramps will be down soon in more ways than one. Your kind son is blowing him. Can you believe I had to order Gramps to submit to oral sex? Hard to imagine a healthy guy trying to wriggle out of a blowjob. Let's get breakfast started. The rattling of pots and pans will have Gramps down here pretty quickly. What did I tell you? Thank you 1201 kiss. Interesting flavor of toothpaste you used this morning. Eau de Gramps it's called 1201 calmly explained. Poached eggs, toast, sauteed spinach and smoothies on the way.

The other three guests arrived in time to catch the tail end of our banter. What's this about eau de Gramps? Tracy asked. 1201's new toothpaste flavor he calmly explained. You might want to kiss his cheeks this morning. You'll learn one day, Leslie reassured a blushing Tracy. Took me a few months to stop putting my foot in it my housekeeper told her. What I don't understand is how Amanda takes it without blushing Tracy told us. You forget I share everything with my mom 1201 reminded her. Why I do believe everything includes the emotional and physical 1201 admitted. Tracy decided to leave the kitchen and help get the table set up at this point.

What happened to the poached eggs Tracy asked me looking at her plate? They're in disguise as eggs Benedict at 1201's request. How could I refuse him after his kindness this morning? I think it's a miracle you are all such nice guys with all the spoiling that goes on between you. Most kids this spoiled would be obnoxious brats. Must be the regular uh regular Leslie began. Spankings my housekeeper finished for her. A smack in time saves nine Tracy declared. Bless this Benedict fellow and my son for requesting his eggs Amanda said helping herself to seconds. Amen the boys chorused holding out their plates. You're entitled to a late start once in a while my housekeeper told the boys. No doubt it will be more grist for Leslie's mill. We'll take care of the dishes. I am the housekeeper so I really don't mind and you've been spoiling me for the past ten days by cleaning them.

I know we don't have to come down and see you off I told them. I want to see you off and thank you for your courage last night. One thing at a time Leslie, please. This morning we'll discuss the raised voice issue. That's more important. Later today or tomorrow we can chat about his bravery. Now ride scurvy knaves it appears Leslie is asking for a spanking. That's hardly likely to get them on their way Tracy said. You'd be better off reminding him of his promise to Morgan to kiss the bully. That worked well enough. Yes I would have taken you over my knee in the parking area. Serves you right for doing such a great job getting rid of the professor Amanda told her. Besides in Gramps' world the guys get spanked as well so it's all fair. I'll make us all some coffee I told them while Tracy and my housekeeper set about taking care of the dishes.