Date: Thu, 3 Jul 2008 12:28:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: Larry_c_@excite.com
Subject: My Brother's Kids,  Chapter 22

Same warnings and admonitions as always. This is a FICTION work; I do not
support doing things with under-aged youth in real life! Hope you don't
either! ENJOY!

We left off:

      "Daddy? Can I tell Korey about you and me, too?"

      "Uh...Son, I think I better do that next time Kor and I are
alone. I'm not sure he even knows that Eaton and I had our moment together,
either. I honestly think that school needs to be out, and Korey needs to be
moved in before the rest of the story is let out of the bag."

      "But, Daddy, I'm gonna have trouble keepin' from showin' how happy I
am!"

      "You can be happy enough about the gift to Joey to cover the rest for
now!"

      "But when Eaton gets back...can I tell him?"

      "Of course you can. He'll be so pleased we finally got it all
settled! I'll let you be the one to let him know...alright?"

      "Oh yeah! OH YEAH!"

Larry called, and found the guys both home, and drove to the condo, just
slightly concerned whether or not Casey could actually keep still about
last night.

My Brother's Kids Are Now Mine Chapter Twenty Two

Larry and Casey were met at the door by both Korey and Joey, who were
wearing those silk-like sports shorts (the ones with all the little holes
all over them), and tank tops because the heat was way above the norm for
the area. The day actually was setting a temperature record for the
Peninsula ... hottest listed in the 80 year history of keeping record. In
fact, for Pacific Grove, where summers were always filled with foggy
mornings and just afternoon sun, it was practically unheard of for the
temperature to approach 100 degrees. Naturally, none of the houses had AC
as a normal part of the heating system. All windows were open; doors with
screens were also allowing what gentle ocean breezes that even existed to
flow through the condo, but needless to say, even this didn't help much to
aid comfort.

Casey was first to make a comment about the heat...

      "Jeeesh, guys! It's hotter than hell in here. Mind if I strip down to
my undies?"

      "Go for it, Little Dude! Go totally nude if you want to! You ain't
got anything we all haven't seen before! And there's no neighbors close
enough to get a free show. Be our guest!"

      (Giggles...) "Sounds even better, Joey! Thanks! Makes me think of our
last scout outing, where we ... uh, oops! Sorry, Daddy!  Guess you don't
need to hear about that! The less you know, the better, huh!"

      "Son ... It's actually `the less I hear', if you're gonna quote me
accurately! Go for it. I might even get more comfy myself if the middle
generation doesn't mind."

      "Mind? Shit, Lar ... I'd feel a lot worse seeing you sweat up those
clothes too bad to wear when you leave. Besides, if I don't get some lovin'
from you pretty soon, I just might have to file for separation, Darling!"

      "Uh, Kor, Dear ... there is a minor present!"

      "Like that little horn toad doesn't already know more than most kids
5 years older than he! Besides, I'm sure Joey could give him another merit
badge to earn while we..."

      "Wheeeeeeeeeee!  I'd be happy to earn another badge, Scoutmaster
Joey, Sir!"

      "Ahem! Son ... don't you have something for Joey?"

      "Oh ... you mean something else? Uh ... yeah! Almost forgot!"
(Standing there in just his tidy-whiteys, with an envelope stuck into the
front of his waist band...) "Come get it, Joey! All yours!"

      "God, kid ... do I get what's in the envelope too, or just the
package I'm lookin' at right now?"

      "Just the envelope right now, Joey! The package is the rest of the
surprise ... you'll like it even better when it gets unwrapped. But the
envelope has in it the real reason for our visit. Open it first!"

Korey and Larry move to the couch and sit side by side, Korey slowly
undressing Larry as the two watch the progress that Joey makes toward
Case's male bag...oops, `mail' ... my error!  Joey's hand reaches for
Casey's front, and slowly drags upward from between Case's thighs, across
the crotch of the tight briefs now covering quite a decent bulge pointing
the way toward the envelope only partially appearing above the waist
band. By now, Joey has noticed that Casey's male bag is looking fuller than
ever, making Joey quiver with excitement as he continues toward that
envelope's top portion.

Meanwhile, both Larry and Korey are totally nude, and sporting full
erections; not especially from watching Joey, but from finally being close,
able to inhale the sweet fragrances of each other, and nothing to hinder
their interaction. Besides, I rather suspicion that Joey and Casey don't
even notice the other two's antics, since the current show and tell session
involving the envelope is quite in itself absorbing their own brains.

Joey finally takes hold of the envelope, and sensually extracts it from
Casey's undies, duly noting the small wet spot at the center of the back
flap that had been resting against Case's 'stiffy'. Joey made a comment
about the quality of the new sealing wax being used nowadays ... (Casey
looking confused about the reference) ... before opening the envelope
carefully. Then, sliding the document out of the paper sheath, dropped his
jaw and almost screamed ...

      "Oh Fuckin' shit! LARRY! You gotta be kidding! You really meant it!
You did it! O.M.G!  I...I..."

      "Yes, Joey ... just like I promised I would. You paid me the $20.00 I
asked for ... so I did my part of the deal. Now, as soon as you get a job,
I figure the Judge will consider you able to take custody of Billy back
from the County. The place is yours, lock, stock, and barrel. How's it feel
to be a property owner?"

      "I don't know what to say ... I'm so damned ... well, floored!"

      "Don't say anything, then! The look on your face is worth the whole
deal!"

      "UH, Joey? Now that you're the landlord here ... do I have to start
payin' rent until I move in with Larry after Graduation?"

      "What kind'a question is that, Numb Nuts? Course you don't! Wait a
sec ... you're pullin' my leg! I should'a caught that right away, huh!
Dang, Kor ...that was cute...real cute!"

      "So is the way you were mesmerized by Case's letter box, Dude! That
kid's got you grabbed by the balls and squirming so bad ..."

      "Who me? I'm too young to know how to be that controlling! I'm just a
Weblos scout trying to please my scout leader, and pass badges as best I
can!"

      "Yeah, Little Man ... and if I believe that one, you'll try to sell
me a bridge! Now, take me upstairs and tell me all about what else you're
hiding in those nice slightly wet-fronted white briefs of yours!"

      "You mean ... we need to give Daddy and Kor some time alone
...right?"

      "Damn, Case ... What the fuck you gonna be like when you get to be
sixteen?"

      (Snickering and grinning like a Cheshire cat...) "Maybe better'n you!
I'm already more horny than Eaton as far as goin' for what I want! Let's
move!"

As the two headed up the staircase, the little guy leading the big one to
slaughter, Larry overheard ...

      "By the way, Sport ... how come you looked so happy when you walked
in today? It couldn't have been just knowing what was in the letter, could
it?"

      "UH ... Uh, did it show that much? I was trying ... hoping that
... you'd think it was all that Deed thing ... uh ..." (as the room door
upstairs closed...) "It also had to do with..." (Slam!)

Larry's cock that up till right this minute had been at maximum fullness
went instantly soft. He slumped into the couch as his chin dropped slightly
toward his belly button. Korey noticed, and of course asked Lar what the
problem was...

      "Kor, I'm hoping it's nothing, really. Boys will be boys, of course,
but Case might just want to impress Joey with his early developmental
growth, or he may stir things up with something off the wall for shock
effect. That kid scares me, sometimes. I never know what he's going to come
up with. Eaton is pretty predictable, but Casey? I should trust the little
guy more, but he isn't as mature with his mouth connecting to his brain as
he is becoming in his bodily development."

      "Lar? You sound as if there's something the kid has to keep secret,
and you're afraid he's gonna blast it out for the world to discover! I know
he can keep his mouth shut about our relationship ... and protect Joey,
Billy, and Eaton as well. What could he possibly say that could ruin
anything we have going?"

Larry turns to face Kor, and moves back toward the arm of the couch,
looking Kor in the eyes, and trying to begin a sentence ... almost choking
on the words as they attempt to pass through his throat, now blocked by his
heart lodged near his Adam's apple...

      "Kor ... I was gonna wait till you were done with school before I
told you this. I wasn't hiding it...I just thought you didn't need to
consider it until all your finals were over and you were free of any
further ties to the school. Please believe me that I was going to be honest
about it all...as soon as..."

      "You mean ... you and Eaton had a night to remember, and that's been
bothering you, don't you, Lar!  I knew the next day that something happened
between you. Eaton was so happy all of a sudden, and you were so quiet that
I knew instinctively that it bothered you that somehow a line was crossed
... just like it had been done with Joey. Yes, Lar ... I figured that one
out, too."

      "How the ... oh, shit! You knew all that? How come you never
mentioned it?"

      "To be honest ... it didn't need to become an issue between us, Lar!
After all, you allowed me and Joey to do things because you and I couldn't
be together like we wanted. I, of all people, understand how hard it is to
want and not get! It was your example that let me be OK with you getting
your needs filled. God, Lar ...our love isn't going to be bothered by any
of that! It's too deep and strong!"

      "But Kor ... uh ... last night ... uh ..."

      "I can read your eyes, Larry my sweet! Case was hurting, and you
comforted him! And in your tenderness of heart for him, his tug drew you
across the line once more! And this time ... you became convinced that it
was finally OK. Am I right?"

      "You're so damned right, Kor! I actually came to the point that I
felt like I was finally freed of all my hang-ups over our family unit and
its ways of sharing love. I had no guilt left! I even told Case he could
tell Eaton when he got home again ... but as soon as I thought he was gonna
tell Joey ... I freaked! Not because I wanted to hide it ... but because I
wanted you to hear it from me first ... just not until you were clear of
all school related pressures ... that's all. Please believe me!"

Kor said nothing more, but simply grabbed Larry and pulled him back into a
close hug ... kissing his neck, rubbing his back, and wordlessly
demonstrating a full understanding and acceptance of his true love's
honesty without any reservations ... allowing the next hour to become very
fulfilling for the both of them emotionally and physically as well.  But
all too soon ... the sound of a door opening upstairs broke the beauty of
the moment below ... followed by a loud high pitched laugh, and a deviously
interesting triumphant sentence floated down the staircase...

      "I can't believe it! I WORE HIM OUT!  He's gotta rest! Poor Unca
Joey!"

... And out to the hot tub went a streaking hunk of boy flesh ... still
chuckling to himself that he was still hard as a rock and ready to play
some more while `Unka Joey' dragged himself down the stairs to join the
other two lovers in the living room because it was cooler there than it was
on the second floor ...

      "That kid can't be satisfied! Now that he's getting a tool that can
do some damage, his hormones are on overload! I bet he could keep all of us
busy for 24 hours, and still want more! God, Larry ... you got a sex
monster on your hands! Good luck in keeping him caged up, or something!"

      "Well, Mr. Scout Leader, Sir ... only one guy responsible for
instructing Weblos boys that I know of! You built him...you handle him!"

      "Thanks a lot, Kor! Like it's all my fault?  No fuckin' way! It's his
genes, or somethin'! Bet he's out in the hot tub lettin' the bubbles give
him a cock massage right this minute! I hope it drains whatever he's got
left, so we can get some rest!"

      "Now, Joey! That's my innocent little not quite ten year old baby boy
you're talking about. It's all in your head ... Casey can't even squirt
yet! He's as smooth as a kindergartner!"  (Huge sarcastic looking grin
across Larry's face as he speaks;)

      "God, Lar ... where you been hidin' out lately! That baby boy, as you
call him, is twice the size of any other kid his age, cock-wise, and he's
shootin' clear jizz like a teen-aged volcano already! He recovers in three
minutes, and he can sustain a fuck better'n I can! I won't be surprised if
he sneaks in on you some day, and breaks you down and drains your nuts till
you can't walk, Man! Believe me...I ain't shittin' you! Watch him!"

      (Korey whispers to Larry ...) "Guess you can stop worryin' about Case
spillin' the beans to Joey. It's pretty evident that the only thing Case
mentioned as affecting his happiness was that his cock was bigger and that
he was now shooting kid cream."

Larry laid a huge kiss on Kor's lips just as a voice was heard, crying from
the wilderness of a hot tub outdoors...

      "Sun's setting! Anyone else gonna come out here and enjoy it with me?
The water's great! OOHHHHHH ... So are the bubbles! C'MON OUT ...ALL O'
YA!"

The rest of the week-end was spent at the condo, Larry and Kor continuing
to take care of each other the way they intended to all along. `Unca Joey',
on the other hand, was occasionally trying to escape to a private spot of
refuge just to get a needed break. His moments of recess didn't last too
long, however, because Case was very good at finding his prey. Only when
the little guy fell asleep about three A.M. or so, did Joey get a 4-hour
respite.

It was about five o'clock on Sunday afternoon when Eaton called the condo
phone to ask if Dad was there...

      "Yeah ... Kor here! Oh, Eaton ... where are you, Dude? ... at
Mrs. G's ... yeah, I'll tell Larry you're back and ready to be picked up
... say, in 20 minutes or so? Cool! I'll send him. Later, guy!"

      "So ... my pooped-out buck-a-roo is back at the ranch, ready to be
corralled and taken home, huh?"

      "Yep! I told him I'd send my `pard' over to get him in about 20
minutes."

      "I can do that! HEY CASEYYYYYYYY ... get dressed! We gotta go get
Eaton!"

      "GOOODIEEEEE!  Unca Joey's passed out again! I'm ready! Boy, do I
ever have a lot to tell Eaton!"

      "Hey Boy! Tell him...not show him ... he'll be as worn out as you
ought to be!"

      "Maybe ... and then again, maybe not! I'll let him decide that one,
Daddy!"

      "Dang, Kor...have I lost all parental control? You better move in
soon, or things will go to hell in a hand basket, and I'll feel like a
steam roller just pressed my pants with me still in them!"

      "Trust me, Lar ... it won't be that bad! Case will soon drain himself
dry, and then settle down to a normal kid level. Just like a guy who starts
to work in a chocolate factory ... when the boss allows a new employee to
eat all he wants ... the worker soon loses his taste for the stuff, and
from then on, the boss saves more than he ever would have if he had put
restrictions on the first week's consumption."

      "God ... I hope you're right! I don't want the kid to stop
altogether...that isn't healthy either ... but there's gotta be a balance
somewhere! See you at school tomorrow, Love!"

Casey comes downstairs fully dressed, but walking a bit bow-legged and slow
...

      "Gee, Daddy ... I think you might be right about just tellin' Eaton
things tonight. I think my dick is a little raw! You got any cream at home
to help?"

Larry smiled in relief, yelled a good-bye upstairs to Joey, gave Korey a
hug ... and herded his slightly wounded baby bull to the car. As soon as
Casey buckled in, he fell asleep in the shotgun position ... and didn't
even stir when Eaton got in the back seat, and expressed in youthful
exuberance his pleasure to be back home with Dad.

Upon arrival at the house, Eaton asked Dad if he could carry his brother
into the house because he had missed Casey all week-end. Besides, (he
said), in a few more months, Case would be too big for me to pick up any
more. Case didn't wake up all the way, but while his still slightly smaller
body clung to Eaton's chest and those strong pre-teen legs wrapped around
Eaton's waist, in the stupor of being half-alert, Casey commented ...

      "MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm, this feels good, Daddy ... my `stiffy' rubbing
into your tummy as you carry me to bed. You gonna let me sleep with you
again, so I can ride your daddy dick again?"

      "What? UH...Dad? Is Casey dreaming...or did you actually ... uh ..."

      "Well, Son ... he was hurtin' so much from his accident ... and he
needed so badly to be loved ... and ...uh, he knew about you and me the
other night, and felt so left out ... and...uh ... well ... it just sort'a
happened, just the same way with him as it did with you! Hell, Boy! I love
you both so much! One good thing, though ...  I feel free about all three
of us being ourselves from now on!"

      "Well, I'll be a blue-nosed gopher! This whole week-end with Billy,
Mikey and their Uncle Johnny was a lot of fun...but I have to admit ... I
was thinking about you and Case the entire time!  I was trying to figure
just how I'd tell you about Casey's feelings ... but I guess he managed it
all by himself! Good for him! I'll put him down for the night, and then I'm
coming to your room...OK, Dad?"

      "Glad to have you, Eaton, my Boy! But remember, you do have school
tomorrow, and you look almost as tired as Casey. I'll share with you for a
short session tonight...and then tomorrow, all three of us will make an
evening of celebratory fun together. How's that?"

      "Great! Be there in a few! Gotta at least make sure my little bro is
comfy!"

Larry took a quick shower to make sure he was as fresh as he could be when
he welcomed his older son to his bed ... this time willingly and openly
ready to share the depth of his love with the boy. Now waiting under his
sheet, completely naked and in high expectation, Larry could hear the
brothers chat as Eaton put Case to bed ...

      "Dang, Case! You did it, huh? You got Dad to do what you wanted him
to do for so long! I'm proud of you, Bro!"

      (Giggles ...) "Yeah ... he melted when I teared up and told him how
bad I felt `cause he done you, and not me yet! Now all we gotta do is get
him to get us both at the same time! And then ... to add Korey to the
mix. Shit, Eaton ... that's my real goal! But I guess you knew that too,
didn'tcha?"

      "God, Casey ... you're a fuckin' cock whore! You're already way
beyond me! All I want is to be really loved. You seem to need even more
than that! How come, Dude?"

      "I want to be loved too ... honest. It's not that I just want cock! I
want all the love I can get before anything happens that might make us lose
the people we love all over again! Eaton ... I'm scared that just maybe
... Korey and Larry might be taken away somehow ... and then we'd be really
alone! I couldn't bear to lose them, too! Maybe, if I get enough cum inside
me ... it'll seem like they didn't get taken. Is that dumb?"

      "Shit, Bro! First...they're not gonna be taken. God doesn't need them
in heaven. He knows we need `em right here! He welcomed Mama and Daddy
Morris, but He didn't steal them from us. That was some stupid-assed drunk
bastard's fault. Next, just getting cum up your butt ain't gonna protect
either of us from bad things! If that's the only reason we do stuff ... it
isn't gonna feel like lovin' in the first place!  And third ... worry never
solved anything! In fact, it ruins all the good stuff!"

      "So what you're sayin' is that I ought'a enjoy all we do got...and
stop tryin' to run on overload `cause I'll be happier with things as they
come more natural?"

      "Exactly ... now go to sleep, and tomorrow will be real great!
Larry's already promised that he will make it good for both of us at the
same time. And, Bro ... keep your hands off your raw weenie tonight...so
you'll get the most out of things tomorrow! Trust me...it'll be worth the
wait!"

      " O...k, ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz"

Eaton took a short shower before heading into Larry's room, probably to
clean off all traces of the week-end's recreational left-overs. He then
decided to stay naked after splashing on a little of his Dad's favorite
body lotion ... `Bay Rum', a very old product line that at least two
generations of men before Larry had enjoyed it while being at real barber
shops from years past. (Even before Old Spice became famous!)  Larry lifted
his sheet for Eaton to crawl in next to him, and Eaton wasted no time in
responding to the invitation. As soon as they embraced, though, Larry
mentioned that he had overheard the brothers' conversation, and
complimented Eaton on his way of answering Case's concerns. Eaton said that
he had no idea where those answers came from, but that it just hit him from
almost nowhere...and that they seemed to be exactly what Case needed to
hear. Larry agreed, telling Eaton that it was a lot like the answers about
the `fam' future that seemed to come from the same place.

With that, Eaton nestled into Larry's embrace, nuzzling his nose into
Larry's neck, and running his fingers across Larry's chest, making his nips
stand erect in seconds.  It took almost no extra time for other things to
rise between the two of them as deep romantic kisses triggered other body
parts to respond. Then Eaton made his request known ...

      "Dad ... You've never fucked my ass! You let Casey ride your cock. He
told me so! Can I please have some of your love juice inside me? I liked
tasting it after we shot against each other's abs last time ... but I need
more! Well, at least I want more! Please make me happy that way tonight!"

      "Son ... which way would make you the happiest? Spoon-style, riding
me like Casey did, or on your back so we can look at each other as it
happens?"

      "I want you to fuck me the best way for us to make love together. You
tell me how that would be! I know you already got Korey for doin' that
... but if you didn't, and I was in his place ... how would you do it
then?"

      "On your back, Son ... and yes, I have Korey for my Mate. But, you're
my son, and there's no way you need to try to take his place. You have your
own special place in my heart, and the same kind of love can be given to
you without ever taking away from what Kor and I share. Never ever think
you're second place in my heart, Son! Never!"

The next thirty minutes of love-making was extremely passionate with its
rimming and penetration, and then some very deep kissing as the two
continued in the heat of intercourse. Eaton had at least two orgasms from
being so wonderfully stimulated by the contact of Larry's cock head against
his practically teen prostate. Eaton kept making comments about how much
more satisfying this was than all the week-end playing had given him. And
as Larry finally flooded Eaton's canal with more hot cum than the kid had
ever held, Eaton blasted a third load between their sweaty bodies before
almost losing consciousness from his first really romantic encounter with
the Dad he loved so much!

Both men having been completely satiated, Larry carried Eaton back to his
own bed and tucked him in for the night ... checked on Casey, who was out
like a light, and then returned to his own bed to contemplate on his
new-found freedom to let his own sons know how he really felt about them,
and had for a long time wanted to express exactly this way.

Monday morning arrived rather rapidly for everyone concerned. Casey woke up
first, and went to wake Eaton and Larry ... both who were still sound
asleep in spite of the alarm having gone off and wound down already.  I
guess it was clever of Casey to think of sucking each guy's morning wood to
bring them around to consciousness. No male can sleep through that kind of
wake-up call! Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time before they all had
to be at school to do more than just Casey's alarm to get the others
moving!

Monday and Tuesday's school schedule was normal, and proceeded exactly as
needed ... including the final rehearsals for Graduation Night and the
other students' Final Exams. Therefore, in spite of the greatness of
Larry's celebratory night (on Monday) with both sons, we'll skip ahead to
Wednesday evening, and the Graduation Ceremony for Korey's class. ((And I
do promise a very descriptive commentary on their next night as a threesome
later! Who knows ... maybe even better – the foursome Casey mentioned he
wanted to have happen;)

The performing arts theater on campus was resplended with the preparations
for the ceremony. The band was in place for the traditional Pomp and
Circumstance entrance of the graduates; the Junior Class honor students
lined the theater aisles, holding the floral garland arches that for years
have been such a part of the school's salute to those being honored by
Commencement. Even the local TV station from Salinas was present to
broadcast the event because the hall was always filled to capacity
... which was disappointing to so many other local folk who wanted to watch
but could not be accommodated otherwise.

The President of the School Board, the City Mayor, and the Superintendent
of Schools were seated on stage as well as The Chaplain from the Army
Language School who would give the Invocation ... still allowed in this
District because of public support. The Senior Class was in Cap and Gown
... school colors, of course, waiting to enter the hall. Lights dim
... follow spots fire up ... TV cameras aim floods and lenses toward the
entryways ... and Mr. F. gives the downbeat ...  DAHHHHHHHHH, DAH DAH DAH
DAHHHHHHHHH DAHHHHHH...etc; as the Band cues the march to begin.

Three hundred young men and women slowly and gracefully enter down two
aisles one by one...in step and properly distanced, as so well rehearsed
for almost a week.  Each matched couple hit the properly placed arches of
flowers at exactly the same moment, creating almost a royal look to the
procession, as the audience stood in an almost reverent respect of these
young people and their achievements. There would, of course, be time for
proud parents to applaud their own children when the diplomas and awards
were given ... but for now, this was a solemn moment of beauty to be
remembered for a life time.

About half way through the procession, the band knowing their music so
well, Larry turned away from the band, discontinuing his direction of the
music long enough to watch his beloved Korey walk the aisle. Not only did
Korey show his maturity into manhood by his stately walk and just the way
he presented himself, but the fact that he also wore the golden cords of an
academic leader, along with the gold tassel of being the Salutatorian of
his class. Larry was so proud that he couldn't help gather a couple of
tears in his eyes before turning back to finish his job as conductor.

The music finished, the Class was presented, and a special guest speaker
was introduced by the Mayor ... The State Director of Education had been
sent as a surprise by the Governor (Arnold S.) to honor the school's growth
in achievement, greatly stimulated by the success of the Fine Arts
department, the Band in particular as it traveled during the Spring ... and
of course, the efforts of Mr. Freeburg over the past four years. This
recognition, being a totally unexpected part of the ceremony, caused the
audience to erupt in applause as they expressed their appreciation for
Larry ... who by the way was so flabbergasted that he had to sit down to
catch his breath as his emotions overtook his normally professional
presence before a crowd.

But the part that really blew Larry away was the moment that Korey walked
off stage and came to the Conductor's podium ... took Larry's baton, and
began directing the Band in Mr. F's favorite concert piece: English Folk
Song Suite, by R. Vaughn-Williams, as every member of the Senior Class who
had been in the Band and Drama departments over the past four years came
down to escort Larry to the stage to give him a tribute for all he had done
for them throughout their High School careers. Talk about being
overwhelmed! Larry couldn't believe that these great students would want to
share their special night with him. (Remember, they still didn't know Larry
was leaving the school ... this was just their respect for a teacher that
always went `beyond the call' for them. Not too many real teachers of this
quality any more...sad to say!)

Mr. Jacobs came to the microphone next, and announced all the scholarship
winners and the academic awards were presented ... and then the diplomas
were handed out. He asked Larry to join the State Director of Education in
handing the diplomas to the graduates. Handshakes and hugs later, as caps
were tossed into the air as a sign that a new beginning had started for
these three hundred young men and women, Mr. J. made the announcement that
the Postlude would be conducted by next year's Student Director (Joey)
because he (the Principal) wanted Mr. F. to join him in the gymnasium as
people came to the reception hour ... and also because along with the
graduating class, Larry was leaving this institution in pursuit of a higher
educational calling as a college professor in the Fall.

Suddenly, one could hear a pin drop! Total stunned silence! But Joey stood
up and gave the downbeat of the recessional, The Senior Class President led
Mr. F. and Mr. J. down the stairway to the strains of `Triumphal March',
and the entire class followed these two men out the doors and to the
reception in the gym, given by the Junior Class as a farewell tribute.

Needless to say, when people asked Larry where he was going to teach, he
could only mention that he wanted to wait till all offers were finalized
before choosing the best position that would allow the use of the entire
spectrum of his talents for the benefit of the most young people ... that
he had narrowed it to five places, and at the moment had two in particular
that he favored, both being out-of-state, but also were great places to
raise his sons. That seemed to satisfy most inquirers as they wished him
well.

By the time Larry got home that night, however, he felt a little like
something inside him had died! It hit him very hard that there were so many
underclassmen who would lose out on receiving the same care as the Senior
Class members who had grown under his assistance and supervision. It was
almost the same feeling of grief that he had felt at the funeral service
for his brother and sister-in-law. He sunk into his recliner and stared
into space ... not even noticing when Korey came in, sat on the arm of
Lar's chair and began to massage his temples and neck in an attempt to
bring comfort. As Korey ministered quietly to his lover's mood ...

      "Fuck, Kor ... did I make the right decision? All these kids that I'm
leaving ... what about them? Am I just thinking about you and me? Am I
abandoning the ones that need me most?"

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End of Chapter Twenty Two