Date: Sat, 14 Nov 2015 17:42:50 -0500 From: Eff Del Subject: Green Grow the Rushes O- Chapter 26 *Green Grow the Rushes O- Chapter 26* *By Eff Del* Nolitimere156@gmail.com *There is nothing more important than being positive.* *Your attitude and mind set are what makes or breaks the moment, the day and even your life.* *Ships don't sink because they are surrounded by water.* *Ships sink because water has poured inside them and pulled them under.* *Don't let whatever is going on around you get into you and weigh you down.* *Stay afloat.* "Well Jack, I can't tell you how excited and delighted I am with your decision. Give me a couple of days to put my thoughts and plans together and then, we'll meet with Professor Swaim and work out plans for your education in your newly chosen profession. I agree with your idea that you also have plenty of time to pursue your other interests like oceanography but I must tell you that I'll insist that you... as soon as possible; enter one of our basic training programs. You've heard about Marine Boot Camp? Well my young friend, that's essentially child's play. You're only about to turn seventeen so that will need to wait. We have a strict policy that we take no one under eighteen but that doesn't mean you can't begin your training. Hell, Jack, you'll probably be pushing me out of my chair and into retirement in ten years." We were sitting in the library. Jack (with my assistance) had explained to Richard his new intention to become involved in the Skuggor. As I'd suspected, Richard was ecstatic over the idea. "Actually Richard, I'm hoping that in ten years, you and I will be working side by side handling the largest private para-military organization that the world has ever seen while my brothers manage the largest economic empire in history. I want to train just as every other member of Skuggor but to be honest; I expect to be on the fast track to command. I envision my position to be very integrated with those of Sean and Brian. I see for the future a more closely-knit Magnus Veritas with every aspect basically intertwined. It will continue to grow as it has but eventually, there will be more than one person in absolute command. No offense Dad, and certainly no offense to your father, but three Tuckers will do much better than one Tucker. I smiled as I got up from my seat and gathered their glasses. I walked to the bar and made two single malts and poured one Stone IPA. I smiled as I did this and commented; "Jack, since you've come of age, I suspect that the profits of the Stone Brewing Company in Escondido California have increased by at least twenty five percent." I handed them their glasses and sat back down. "Jack, the Great Game was designed to grow and mature. My father had two sons and he was counting on us to move the organization along. He never reckoned that he and my brother would die in the same instant. While he never resented it, I don't suppose the fact that I; his oldest son, was gay ever was a part of his planning either. If he were alive Jack, I promise that his three adopted grandsons would have pleased him to no end. You and your brothers are splendid young men with great hearts and minds. My mother would have spoiled you by now and I suspect so would have my father. I would never have pushed you into this choice but I'm very happy that you made it for yourself and frankly, of the three of you, you are the best suited for the direction you've chosen." "Thanks Dad, thanks Richard. I'm happy too and I know it will be a lot of hard work but you know what? I can do it." Richard smiled and leaned over and gripped his shoulder. "Jack my friend; I believe you can do anything." ************************* "I know you've never considered a pontoon plane and I'll bet Sean had never even heard of them but this sweet Cessna is in perfect condition. The original owner only flew her for six months before he suffered a stroke. His widow is willing to let it go for a steal. I know about your property up on Long Bear Lake and I thought that if you bought this plane, you'd use your cabin more often since you didn't have to take that long drive. If nothing else Eric, this'll be a fun weekend." We'd picked up Will and were almost at the cove that was currently used by the small community of seaplane pilots in our area. "The idea is appealing Will but, it's still only a four seater so, until Sean gets his wings, we won't be able to move the whole family up and down there." "I understand Eric, but Sean will be licensed in three years. In the meantime, you'd own the plane. I know that your mental concept of money is very different from mine but even if you flew her a few times every year until Sean stops being a `junior birdman', she'd have years and years of reliable service for you and you'll never match to price." He grinned slyly at me. "Of course you do realize that I'd get a rather nifty commission if you bought it?" I smiled as I pulled into the parking lot of the little waterfront airport. "For right now, let's just load up the plane and plan on having a great weekend. The cabin is loaded with fishing gear and LC and Windy are expecting us... so we'll have a damned good time." Sean (at my insistence) sat up front next to Will and they went through their checklist together. "Now, guys, since neither of you has ever flown on a pontoon boat before, let me just tell you that take-off and landing feels different. The water offers more residence and so take-off will feel rough and restrained and landing will feel choppy. Nothing to be afraid of but I wanted you to know ahead of time." As he taxied out to the middle of the cove, my initial impression was that this was like being in an awkwardly designed motor boat. Will revved the engine and soon we were speeding down the cove and he was right...the ride was choppy and the plane seemed to strain against the water and then suddenly, we were up and the world dropped beneath us. "That was so neat Will!" Sean smiled at the pilot. "Yep. It's almost a completely different feeling Sean but, you'll learn all of it I promise. Now that we're in the air, why don't you take over? I'll tell you what you need to do but for now, you see our plotted course right?" "Yes Will." "Cool, then I think I'll take a nap...Oops! Just kidding." They giggled and I settled back to enjoy the view. ************************************** Sean was still flying the plane as we flew over the cabin compound. "Let's loop around Camp West Wind just to get the Commodore's attention." I suggested. Sean grinned and to my extreme pleasure, knew exactly what he was doing. Looking down from the window, I could see boys on the beach jumping and waving. "OK Sean, I've got the controls now." Will put the airplane gently down onto the lake and taxied up to the dock in our cove. Windy and LC were standing there waving as we pulled alongside. "Well, this is certainly a first Eric!" LC called out as the three of us deplaned. "Maybe Windy and I need to start thinking about redesigning the dock." "Don't jump to any conclusions yet but I must tell you that so far, this has been enjoyable and I've never gotten up here to the cabin this fast. LC and Windy, please say hello to Will Fletcher. Will is Sean's flight instructor and currently our pilot." "That's only partly true you guys." Will said as the three men shook hands in greeting. "I did the take-off and the landing. Sean did all of the flying." The smile on my boy's face was priceless and he happily hugged the two cabin caretakers. "It's wonderful to see you again Sean." Windy said. "Are you ready to be our kitchen slave in the morning?" The look on Sean's face was priceless until Windy, LC and I began laughing. "Why don't you guys take Will and his bag to his room and then we can all enjoy drinks out on the porch?" "LC will do that and I'll run off to the kitchen to heat up some snacks. Then, LC can play bartender." Windy said as he turned and walked away. As we sat comfortably in the cool evening air sipping our drinks and munching on Windy's wonderful finger food, Will remarked; "This may very well be the most perfectly beautiful place I've ever been to." "Yes and Windy and I are forced to stay here all year long. Isn't that a bitch?" LC said. "You might not think it was so perfect if you were up here in the winter." Windy interjected. Will nodded his head. "I have to agree that I'm not a big fan of cold weather." Sean just sipped on his glass of single malt scotch which I'd allowed him to have and smiled at us all. Dinner was simple and delicious. LC grilled porterhouse steaks while Windy prepared cheesy mashed potatoes, mushrooms sautéed in white wine and a crisp mixed greens salad with grape tomatoes, cucumber slices and a spicy Italian dressing. We ate on the porch enjoying the view of the sun going down beyond mount Osa Largo. "We'll go out in one of the boats and show you the lake tomorrow Will. For now though, I have a little boy here who seems to barely be able to keep his eyes open. Good night gentlemen." I picked Sean up from the chair that he was semi-huddled in and as we left the room, he muttered more than actually speaking; "G'night guys." The walls of my huge bedroom were almost entirely glass and the darkening sky was now a deep purple color as the sun hid itself behind the mountain. "Let's get your clothes off so you can get to bed Sean." I said softly as I laid him onto the mattress. His face broke into a sort of bad boy grin. "You do it Dad. I'm too much of a tired kid." I smiled down at him. "Oh, I think I can play that game with you little man." I untucked his blue aviator shirt from his trousers, unfastened the buttons, and pulled it up his chest. I forced him to sit up and worked it over his head and past each arm individually. Sean was playing `rag doll'. Once the shirt was off, I teased each of his brown little nipples with my tongue before I removed his sneakers and socks. I took the time to nibble his toes thinking to myself that his feet had certainly gotten bigger. My little Sean was growing up. I reached down and unbuckled his belt and flipped open the copper button on his jeans. The zipper to his fly worked smoothly as I pulled it down. I remembered with a bit of a grimace that when I was young, the fashion had been to wear jeans with button up flies. How tedious that must have been for pederasts and boy lovers back then. This was certainly much easier. "Are you too tired to raise that cute little ass of yours off the mattress so I can pull these down?" He looked at me and giggled. "I'll try very hard Dad." I grinned at him and said; "I'll make it as easy as I can. I'll pull your jeans and your briefs past your butt in one slick move." With another giggle, he arched his back and in one long pull, I had his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles. As he collapsed onto the bed again, I had both garments over his feet and off. I gazed down at him and he stared up at me with a half-smile on his beautiful face. Even though his hair had been cut recently, it still spilled onto the pillow and he just lay there motionless inviting my inspection. His naked body was a gift to my eyes, my brain and my heart. "When was the last time I told you that I love you?" His smile widened. "You tell me alla time Dad. You show me that too." In the lush dwindling light of the purple sky, his nude young body sprawled against the grey duvet was so heartbreakingly beautiful that I found I was fighting back tears. I loved this boy so much that there were times that even in my own private thoughts I couldn't find words to express it. The articulation of that love came from my heart and soul and imprinted itself wordlessly upon my very being. This was such a time and I stood silent almost worshiping the display unabashedly presented beneath me. I loved his spirit. I loved his sharp wonderful mind. I loved his agile, quick and capable physical skills as well as his incisive ability to learn. I loved his gentle and caring heart. He was everything I wished I had become...everything I wished I was. I adored this boy. He was the angel that had saved my life. "Come to bed with me Dad. I'm not really that tired." "Soon little man. Give me a second. I've got to do something first." I bent down, took his young penis into my mouth, and wrapped my lips around it. I felt it rise and stiffen almost at once...young boys are young boys after all. I looked up and his eyes were half closed... hooded by his incredibly dark lashes. He sighed softly as I moved my tongue along the hard little shaft I held trapped inside my mouth. I moved slowly and sensuously up and down the stiff little member that was considerably larger than the tool that had belonged to the boy I'd originally brought home not so very long ago. My little Sean was growing up. He wasn't so grown up yet that he could or even tried to control his orgasms and he exploded into my mouth rather quickly almost squealing out his delight. I undressed and he pulled the covers down so that we both could slide under them and cling to each other with the sensual enthusiasm that only lovers can achieve. He was wrapped in my arms as his breathing settled into a slow gentle rhythm that told me he had fallen asleep. It was then that I allowed my tears of joy and love to spill out and I wept silently as the purple sky turned to deep grey and then to black. I wasn't religious but I certainly wasn't an atheist either. I considered myself to be spiritual and I had no qualms about whispering my gratitude and thanks to the universe for giving me the boy I held lovingly in my embrace. Sometime in the dark, I fell asleep still holding him tightly against me. ************************** He wasn't in bed when I woke up in the morning and after checking the bathroom and not finding him, I threw on some shorts and a sweatshirt and almost in a panic, I ran downstairs. Almost by instinct, I entered the kitchen first and there he was. He was wrapped in an apron two sizes too large for him and his `Sean smile' was brighter than the morning. "Sit down Dad an I'll get your coffee. LC and Windy played a joke on me yesterday so, I decided to fool them an actually be `kitchen slave' today. Oh...good mornin' by the way." He grinned and leaned in and kissed me. He scampered off but returned quickly with a large mug of strong black Kona blend and I took my first sip with pleasure. "Why don't you get a cup and join me Sean?" "Cause I'm the kitchen slave this morning Dad." LC walked over and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Sean, you are officially relieved of that duty but Windy and I are certainly proud of you. Have some coffee with your Dad." Sean smiled and ran off to the coffee urn. "Thanks LC!" "No, Sean, thank you. You're a great young man." As we sipped our coffee smiling at each other and not actually saying very much, Will entered the room. "I was compelled to come here by the enticing smell of java and now I realize that I am very close to my goal." Sean giggled. "How do you drink your coffee Will?" "Just like your father...black and strong." Sean got up and ran to the big coffee urn returning quickly with a steaming mug. Will took a long sip and smiling said; "Sean if you weren't my only student, you'd still be my favorite student." Sean giggled and said; "Oh, I bet you say that to all your other students Will." He grinned and replied. "Only the ones who bring me coffee when I'm at a cabin by a lake in the mountains." ************************************* "We're going to see the Commodore before he knows I'm here on the lake." We'd been out in the boat for about two hours and Will seemed to be enjoying himself. An admitted `city boy', this much natural beauty was almost overwhelming to him. "That's Raccoon Cove ahead of us and it's the gateway to Camp West Wind." As we pulled in, I could see the old man standing near his dock waiting for us. I thought to myself that he must have some sort of radar in his head or a spy network stationed all around the lake. I tossed my rope to him. "Make yourself useful you old sailor. Besides that would be the friendly way to welcome guests." "Little E...is it your intention to become a pain in my ass?" "On the contrary Commodore, I just wanted to personally bring you a gift of two cases of whiskey." "Hmmph...you always were a charmer little E. Welcome ashore. As we stepped out of the boat he said; "Sean, I expect you'll find some old friends here. Your father, his companion and I will be up on the porch of the castle." **** We were sitting on the porch drinking `commodore lemonade' "Thanks for the whisky Eric but I'd have done what I did just based upon your request. It's a very ugly world as you well know. I think though that you've made a start with what you're doing at the NEST. I'll always be proud to have been a part of that." "It never could have gone so well without you Commodore." He smiled and then refilled my glass. "Now you're not here to try and con me into some other adventure are you?" I smiled and shook my head. "No Sir. Believe it or not, I'm here strictly to try out a seaplane I might buy. I couldn't come to the lake without paying my respects though." He slammed his fist down onto the wide arm of his dark blue Adirondack chair. "So that WAS you that buzzed my beach yesterday! I should have known!" "Actually, it was Sean flying the plane and he was trying to salute you." The crusty old man laughed deeply and then grabbed his pitcher and refilled all of our glasses. ********************** "Will we have time tomorrow to go to the grotto?" He was wrapped in my arms and I'd only just fucked his sweet little ass. "Of course Sean, we make our own schedule little man. If we do, may I suck your little dick on the other side of the waterfall? I've never done that before." His grin was mind-blowing. "Dad...you can suck my dick anyplace you silly! The thing is though that I want you to fuck me on that big flat stone we laid on last time we were here." "I'm not so certain how comfortable that would be for you Sean." "I don't care about bein' comfortable. I only care about you an' me doin' stuff and that's somethin' I want to do. I wanted to do it last time but we...well...you know, we do it now." *********************** Hand in hand, we burst through the cascading water and into the cold embrace of the sparkling pond. Beyond the curtain of falling water behind us, I had lovingly wrapped teenaged cock with my lips and sucked him to a dramatic and joyful denouement. "Dad, Dad I love you so much! What kinna' life would I had if you hadn't chosen me? What kinna' life would I be livin'? I just love you so much!" He rose up and out of the water. Beads of moisture glistened like gems...like tiny diamonds against his skin as the sunlight beamed down upon him and he shook his body like a puppy would do after emerging from a bath. I stared in very appreciative awe as he climbed out of the pond and stretched himself flat against the table like rock at the water's edge. "You promised Dad." He was smiling as he beckoned to me. "OK my little man." I said as I walked to him. "I'm thinking though that we'll do this with you on your knees. I really don't want you to be hurt. This should be fun so...we'll use these towels to protect your knees from being scraped. You get ready while I get the lube from my pack. My heart almost burst with love and pleasure as I looked upon him perched on the stone and ready to offer himself to me. I applied the lube liberally to his little rosebud, then slicked up my raging hard boner, and steadily slipped into him. The tight and remarkably warm atmosphere of his young bowels encouraged my raging hard penis to grow to boundaries it had never grown before. I was astonished as I moved in a very slow rhythm in and out of the boy I loved so well. It was certainly our shared ardor but also the outdoor element and the natural beauty of our surroundings that made the lovemaking between us seem to go on forever. It didn't though and eventually I spilled my substantial load into the boy I loved. I rolled him over onto his back and gently cradled him into my arms. ********* He woke me up. "Dad, we've got to take off in the daylight. That plane hasn't got any instruments so we need to fly by line of sight." I squeezed him against me. "You're right little man but I sure love having you naked and against me out here in the wild. I love you my little Sean." "I know that Dad and you must certainly know how much I love you." **************************** "So, we need to establish future plans Eric. I came here to essentially be the tutor to an eleven-year-old boy for one year. I am now tutoring four boys all of whom are (on mutually agreed upon) divergent learning paths. The way you're going, I would hardly be surprised if one or two more little tykes dropped into the picture. This was a temporary arrangement Eric so we must come to some conclusion." I stared harshly across at him because this was a conversation that I hadn't been expecting. Doc Swaim had become such a fixture in my life, the life of my family and the overall structure at Joyous Gaurde that I never considered he might choose to move on. I felt a cold almost empty thing like a lump in my chest. "Are you unhappy here Doc? Have I put too many boys in your charge? Do you just want to leave because you feel it's time?" He smiled as he took my empty glass from me and moved to the bar to mix two new drinks. "Next May Eric, I'll turn seventy and I want to know where I'll be nesting before that famous but inevitable grim reaper knocks on my door. I've loved my life but I've never taken the time to have a family. This is as close as I've ever come." He waved his arm randomly across the room symbolically including the entire estate. "I loved you as a young boy and certainly adored your brother Kyle. I loved your father as well by the way but after the accident, I just assumed that the relationship with your family was ended... especially since you turned into a drunken fool. When you brought me to the estate for Sean, I'd forgotten how much at home I felt here. I adore Sean, Jack and now Brian as well as Bobby but I've reached the age where I need to know where I'm going to die. I need to find and settle into somewhere permanent. My new book will be published in about two months. The royalties' from it and my other books... the residuals from my television shows and of course my university pension will allow me a very comfortable old age but I have to do that somewhere stable." "Doc...why can't HERE be permanent? You've become such a part of our lives and I believe you love us as well. You love the cottage at Fish Camp and as far as I'm concerned, it's yours. When you decide you don't want to teach anymore, we'll find another tutor but I need you as my personal mentor and guide. Please don't think of leaving us Doc. You're more than a part of our family...you are essential to our family. This is your home and when the time comes, THIS is where you'll die. THIS is your home Professor Swaim and don't you try to deny it." He removed his dark rimmed glasses and wiped his eyes. "I was hoping that would be your answer but I felt you were owed the right to make that decision. I'll be delighted to stay here and tutor the children though I must caution you that if you begin to adopt eight or nine year kids, I probably won't be there for them." "That's not very likely to happen my friend but thank you for this discussion. Please consider this estate and especially Fish Camp your home. I couldn't imagine it any other way. You are family and I love you more than I can ever express." ********************** Jack's body stood silhouetted against the large window of my bedroom. His Daily workouts at Deer Run and down in our own gym had engendered round muscles on his body all without making him some sort of a caricature of a man/boy. His body was beautiful and perfect...sculptured but not obscene. He was essentially stunning. I wrapped him in my arms and drew him down onto the bed. "Dad could I ask you something?" "Well that's silly Jack you know you can ask me anything." "Well, next weekend Charlie's parents are going away on a trip and I'd kind of like to invite him to stay here. It's just that...he'd be sleeping in my room with me." I tried to stop from giggling as I pulled him into me. "My little Jack! I'm envious of your sexual problem but you know I'm liberal about your adventures. Of course, you may have a guest here and I certainly don't care if he stays in your room. I'm all for it as long as I get to fuck you tonight." He grinned and rolled over pulling his knees tightly to his chest. I grabbed a tube of lube and worked my fingers into his rectum before I greased my now rock hard cock. I leaned over and kissed his shoulders and the back of his neck. "Ready for me Jack?" He chuckled. "I've been ready for you before you were ever ready for me Dad." I slid into his smooth hotness and smiled as I first drove into him deeply and then withdrew. I began a slow almost rhythmic in and out motion until the boy beneath me was moaning and writhing on the bed. "Dad oh Dad! Eric...Dad I just...I juust" His cock exploded a hot load and just moments later, I came inside him. It was an almost perfect experience. Jack usually rolled onto his side and slept with his ass pressed against my hips but tonight, he slept wrapped in my arms and I woke that way as the sunlight slowly drove the darkness from the room. I looked down upon my red haired wonder and he seemed so much like a little boy though I knew he was just a stone's throw from being a man. He would be a man soon...almost in the blink of an eye but I was so glad he'd come into my life and that I was going to enjoy the twilight of his boyhood. I already knew that I'd enjoy him as a man as well. He was a good, smart and descent person and...I was his father. I loved him and he loved me. ********* He was giving me the grand tour so to speak. "Daniel decided that the stuff I chose was too cheap so he upgraded everything and it's wonderful. Look at this desk...could anything be cooler?" "So you like your room?" "Dad, I LOVE my room." "As far as the view goes, I think you chose the correct side of the wing. Do you think you've chosen the correct direction for your life?" We were sitting on his bed side by side and he turned to me. "Are you asking about becoming involved in Magnus Veritas?" "Yes Brian. You know you aren't forced to be." "Dad, I can't even imagine being involved in anything more exciting. It's like playing a game of Monopoly with the whole world as the game board!" I couldn't help it, I just pulled him against me and hugged him tight. "Brian Tucker, I love you little boy." His face was against my chest so his response was muffled but I heard it none-the-less. "I love you Dad. You have no idea how much I love you and my brothers." We sat and hugged for a few minutes before we got up from the edge of his bed. "So then, you've got everything you need Brian?" He grinned at me. "I think it would be fair to say that I've got more than I need Dad. Thanks." "Well my little Spider, there's one more baseball game on Friday and then we're all going to work on your swimming because that's kind of the center of this...YOUR family. "Cool" he grinned and he took my hand as we walked down the hall. ********************** I was in the library finally reading the Nate Mentor novel I'd given to Jack while he was convalescing. I'd invited Daniel to join me for a drink and he'd done just that...one drink and then out of the room. The man was a wonder and a puzzle but if I couldn't have Walter, I don't know who would be a better choice. I was absorbed with my book so the subtle clearing of the throat noise got my attention at once. It was Jack. "Dad, I'm so sorry to bother you but it's just I've got this email and it's j-just..." His tears were pouring from those emerald green eyes. I jumped to my feet and pulled him to me. "Jack! Slow down and tell what's going on." Slowly his heaving sobs stopped as he sat against me on the black leather sofa. "Dad if this is true, then our ship didn't go off course accidently. Someone on the ship...maybe even the captain was looking for sunken treasure and they diverted the ship off course." "Jack, may I read the email?" He handed me the paper. I read it and then hugged Jack closely. "What we're going to do is research this and then we'll act upon it. If we act upon it Jack, you'll be integrally involved I promise you. As I walked down the hall to the elevator I couldn't help but think that a sea voyage was in our future. (to be continued) Thanks for all of the emails (a ton better than last time)