Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2012 12:24:19 -0700 (PDT) From: Henry Brooks Subject: Boca Raton Academy 12 Boca Raton Academy Chapter Twelve They were seated around the pool in lounge chairs. Stu and Carl were deep in conversation, and Marnie and Carla were chatting amiably, when Carla said, "I think I heard the gate. Mom must be home." Stuart's heart stopped beating. They all stood up, and Carl and Carla headed to the house. Marnie and Stu were glued to their spots. The twins did not get very far, when Charlene came bounding through the sliding glass patio door, and ran toward the pool. She completely ignored her younger children, and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Stu. She wanted to hug him, but she restrained herself. This was not the woman that Stu even faintly remembered. She looked young and healthy. She was beautiful, and her cheeks were rosy. Her natural blond hair framed her beautiful face, and her blue eyes were dancing with anticipation and delight. Finally she spoke. "You are so handsome, the image of your father. He would be so proud." Stu could not bear it any longer. Gently, he embraced Charlene, and he began to sob softly. That got Charlene crying also, and the chain reaction spread to Marnie and the twins. Finally Charlene separated herself from Stu. "John made reservations for us all for dinner tonight. It's not one of your fancy celebrity restaurants, just a solid neighborhood place with good food. He'll be home in about an hour. Let's all change and be ready when he gets home." Marnie and Stu went to their room. They showered together to rid themselves of the chlorine from the pool. While they were dressing Marnie asked Stu what he and Carl were talking about. "Physics, and his hopes and plans for the future. What were you and Carla in a huddle about?" "Well I found out what's bugging her. She doesn't want to go to college. Her dream is to be a designer. She wants to go to a design school, preferably in New York, but her father is giving her a hard time about it. I don't think he understands that not everybody is college material." "What did you tell her?" "I told her to get her grades up, and that you and I would talk to her father and try to make him see the light. I told her she could go anywhere in the country to study, and you would make sure that she didn't have to worry about money. Then she asked if we were rich." "What did you tell her? "I told her you were rich enough to finance her education and make her dream come true." Stu gave Marnie a big hug, and Marnie seemed to slump in his arms. "What's wrong, honey?" "I'm OK. I just felt dizzy there for a moment." After Stu met John, he was finally able to relax. John made him and Marnie feel really welcome. "Thank you for coming," he said to Stu. "Charlene is a changed woman since you called. Just knowing that you are alive and well has made her so happy and animated. She was always that way before, of course, but it's different now. Now I believe her." Dinner was wonderful. It would have been wonderful if the restaurant had served nails. The celebration superseded what any normal meal would have offered. During dinner, Marnie grabbed Stu's arm. She whispered in his ear, "I feel faint again." He made her sip some water and again she was fine. Marnie's mission was to engage John in a conversation about Carla. She was seated between Stu and John and she said to John, "It's amazing that Carl and Stu both have genius IQ's." "I used to take credit for Carl's IQ, but I can see now that he must get it from his mother." "Stu is certain that he can get Carl into Harvard, maybe even get him a scholarship." "But how?" Marnie smiled sweetly, "Let's just say he has connections." John looked confused, and Marnie continued. "You know not everyone was meant to go to college." John's look of confusion changed to a look of suspicion. He knew she meant Carla. "Take Carla for instance. She wants to be a fashion designer. I think that's wonderful." "Well, I don't," John said adamantly. "I'm not paying for an education of fluff." "When my children are grown, I'm going to encourage them to do anything that makes them happy," Marnie said. "Carla finds happiness in designing women's fashions. Don't you want her to be happy?" "Of course I do, but..." His voice trailed off. He wasn't sure what to say. "Just think about it," Marnie said sweetly. "It's what she wants to do with her life." They had come in two cars. The twins drove home in one car, and the Craigs and Bonchances in the other. As they were pulling in through the gate, Marnie announced that she was going to be sick. They rushed her into the house and she barfed in the sink. "Come with me, young lady. I'm going to examine you." John led Marnie into his den and closed the door. Without being asked, Carl ran to his father's car and took out a bag. He knocked on the den door and handed John the bag. Fifteen minutes later, he and Marnie came out. John was smiling, and Marnie looked scared. "Congratulations, Stu. You're going to be a father." "Are you sure?" "I better be. I'm an ob/gyn." "What about my studies?" Marnie lamented. "Stu put his arms around her and kissed her. You won't have to miss much, honey. We'll hire a nanny. We'll be fine, you'll see, and so will the baby. He'll have three whole families to make him feel wanted, and six grandparents to spoil him crazy, not to mention two uncles and four aunts." Marnie reached into her purse and removed her cell phone. "I've gotta call my mom," she said. "Then call my mo...Margaret," Stu said. Charlene caught Stu's sad attempt to correct himself. She wanted to cry, but she consoled herself with what she had. "We're going to be grandparents," Margaret wailed. "We're way too young." Marnie had forgotten about the time difference. She had awakened her parents, and her in-laws were getting ready for bed, when she called. Now everybody was up, and Philip was just coming in from wherever he had been. "An uncle, me an uncle? That's not possible," he said. "Not only an uncle, but I'll bet a godfather as well," Anthony conjectured. That Friday, Anthony told Margaret that he wanted to spend the evening with Philip at his city club. "I feel guilty," he told her. "I spend so much time with Stu because of our work, and the company. I hardly ever see Philip, especially now that he lives in Boca." "Of course, darling," she said. "You don't mind?" "Not at all." When they were admitted to the mansion where the club was to meet, they were greeted by Sam Whiting and his son Josh, who was on summer break along with Philip. Sam and Anthony greeted each other with a very passionate kiss. "It's been too long," Sam said. "I know. It's hard to get away." "When you joined the club, you listed another son. Isn't he here with you tonight?" "No, he wasn't available tonight. Maybe he'll be here next week." "Follow me, guys," Sam said. He led them into a large room that looked like it might once have been a ball room. The room was full of men and boys all naked. A butler was standing at the door to the room. "Give your clothes to the butler, gentlemen and we'll join the festivities." The four of them were happy to strip. Free of their clothing they entered the huge room. Sam knew most of the guests and introduced the new comers. If he didn't know the guest, introductions were made. "If you see someone you would like to spend a couple of beautiful hours with, father or son, there is no need to be shy. Make your feelings known and you can retire to a bedroom upstairs." Philip looked around the room and spotted Michael, one of his tenth grade students. He went right over, and the two men embraced and kissed. "We can fuck at school," the student said. "Let's find fresh meat tonight." "You're right," Philip said. He started to chat with his student's father. He was a man of about forty-five and absolutely stunning. His cock was thick and uncut and very appealing. "How about you and me, Mr. Robbins?" Philip asked. "It will be my pleasure. Shall we go upstairs?" There was something about the venue and the atmosphere, which added to the intensity of the male sex. Philip and Franklin Robbins were never so free and easy about having sex with each other. They held nothing back. The intensity of their love making left them both panting and exhausted. Philip never once wondered what his father was doing or who he was with. Suddenly, Philip and Frank were interrupted by Anthony. "The last hour is for fathers and sons only," he explained to Philip. It's you and me kid." "I'll go find Michael," Frank said, and he left the bed. Anthony took his place. "I love you so much," he said to Philip as he lay down. "Do you have enough left in you to fuck me?" "I'll find the strength, Dad." "I need you inside of me so badly. I want to feel your seed filling up my bowel. It's the most intimate thing we can do together." Philip's cock sprung to life, and he was able to make Anthony very, very happy. After he came in his father's ass, Philip said, "Poor Stu. He doesn't know what he's missing." "We'll have to help him make up for it next Friday." When they got home, James, the New York butler, told them that Mrs. Bonchance had retired for the night, and Jennie, the New York cook, asked if they would like a snack. "No thank you, Jennie. We'll have ourselves a night cap, and retire also. Why don't you go to bed now?" Anthony mixed them both a gin and tonic. As soon as Jennie left the room, and they were sure they were alone, the two men kissed passionately and fondled each other's cocks. "I love you so much, Dad," Philip said. "I sure missed Stu not being with us tonight." Anthony remarked. "I have an idea. It's only 9 PM in LA. Let's call Stu. If he's able to speak freely, we can fill him in on the events of the evening." Stu answered his phone on the second ring. "Hi bro," he said to Philip." "What are you doing right now?" "We're just sitting around the pool and chatting." "Who is we?" "Marnie, me, Charlene and John. Carl and Carla are out with friends. You remember when you were seventeen?" "No, I can't remember that far back." "So what's going on in New York?" "Nothing I can talk about right now. Remember what Dad promised us we could do on Friday evenings? Well, he and I did it. AWESOME!!!" "I want to hear every last detail when I get home," Stu instructed. "After they said goodbye and hung up, Marnie asked, "Every last detail of what?" "You know my bachelor brother. I want to hear every last detail of his date tonight." Marnie asked no more questions in front of the Bradleys. She knew that Philip was gay." To be continued....