Date: Fri, 13 Nov 2009 14:22:23 EST
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: Castaway Hotel: Grand Reopening - Book 3, chapters 13 - 14

Castaway Hotel -- Grand Reopening -- Book 3 by BW
Copyright 2009 by billwstories
Chapter 13 -- Spending Time With the O'Haras.

**Author's Note:** Please read the disclaimer in Chapter 00 before you read
this.

The next day, Wednesday, we took the boys to the San Antonio Zoo.  Even
though we had been to other zoos before, this was still a fairly impressive
place.  We started off by visiting the 'African Water Hole', where we saw
ostriches, Grevy's zebras, reticulated giraffes, African crowned cranes,
white faced whistling ducks, Thompson's gazelles and antelopes.  Sammy and
Andrew started cracking up when they noticed two of the gazelles getting a
little frisky with each other and whispered something to Danny and Nick
that the rest of us couldn't hear.

"That looks like you and Nick last night," Graham teased the older pair.

"Except the male doesn't have nearly as big a dick as Danny does," Cole
added.  This caused Danny to blush and Nick cracked up, but no one would
tell the rest of us what had been said.

>From there we went to the 'Amazonia' exhibit, where we saw a sloth, giant
anteaters, toucans, capuchin monkeys, a cotton-topped tamarin (a
squirrel-like monkey), armadillos, macaws and a pair of Andean condors.
Nicky and Jordan asked a lot of questions about this group of animals,
because they were really intrigued with the monkeys and birds, so we tried
to answer all of their questions the best we could.  We told them about the
area where the animals lived, how man's increasing population was giving
them less and less space of their own and making it more difficult for them
to exist in their normal environment.  We also tried to explain how those
animals lived and what they ate to survive.

After we finished up there, we took a lunch break, since we'd spent over an
hour at each of those sites.  The boys eagerly woofed down an assortment of
hamburgers, hot dogs, French fries, ice cream, cotton candy and sodas and I
was hoping none of them got sick during the afternoon outing.  It wasn't
the best lunch they could have had, but I do let them splurge on junk-food
occasionally.  Being a rarity for them, it made the boys relish this
opportunity even more, as they greedily downed this taboo collection of
foods.  However, my stomach was soon feeling the effects of my grease-laden
repast, so I went back for an extra helping of ice cream, in an attempt to
use it to help neutralize the meal's lingering effects.

After lunch, our next stop was the 'Hixon Bird House', which was located in
a huge stone building.  In this structure they had several exhibits meant
to display the aviary inhabitants of various regions of the world.
Representing the American southwest, we saw some roadrunners and burrowing
owls.  Next, we saw black-neck stilts and Inca terns, which came from the
coastal beaches and after that we watched quetzals, tinamous, and sun
bitterns from the South American rain forest.  From the jungles of Asia,
there were lesser green broadbills and fairy bluebirds and the final area,
showing species from the African bush, was represented by Taveta golden
weavers, Egyptian plovers and jacanas.

The little ones, in particular, were amazed by what they saw during this
visit and couldn't get over how much variation there was in the size,
colors and flight speeds of the different varieties.  That also included
the mechanics of how they flew as well, since some of the birds were
flappers, while others were gliders.  I tired to explain some of reasons
for this to them, describing how the habitat where the birds lived and the
natural predators that also lived there helped to determine some of those
characteristics, while others had more to do with attracting a mate or food
gathering.  I think the whole discussion was a little over their heads, so
we soon moved on to other things.

>From there, we made our way to our last stop at the zoo, an area simply
referred to as 'the pad'.  This area contained the amphibians (frogs,
toads, and salamanders) and the boys quickly grew bored there, as they
could find and handle similar creatures at home.

As we were leaving that location, I looked at my watch and noticed it was
still early, so I asked for suggestions about what they wanted to do next.
After interrogating some zoo employees about what other activities were in
the vicinity, we learned there was a miniature golf course not too far
away, so we headed there to kill the remaining time until dinner.  Mr. and
Mrs. O'Hara and I elected to sit out this round, so we could enjoy a fresh
cup of coffee as we watched the boys began deciding who would be paired
with whom.

Danny and Brandon took Jordan and Nicky with them, so they could assist
their nephews in this not yet acquired skill.  You could easily tell the
little ones were appreciative of the attention and tried to do everything
that pair told them, but that didn't always go as planned.  There were
times when Danny and Brandon became slightly frustrated with their
students' inability to do exactly as they were instructed.  However, the
older duo understood the boys were trying their hardest, so they were good
with them and never completely lost their patience.  I think all of them
really did enjoy their time together.

Dustin and Kevin decided to challenged Trey and Dion, while Ricky and
Andrew took on Sammy and Jay.  That left Pat, Carlos and Nick to form the
final group, so it wasn't long before I was being asked to fill out the
foursome.  I excused myself from the O'Haras and went to putter around, or
something like that.  Nick quickly informed me I would be his partner and
advised me that I was expected to try my hardest, so we could beat the
other two.  Obviously, he had a competitive side to him too.

I warned him that I might be a little rusty, which wasn't what he wanted to
hear.  Even though I had miniature golfed with the boys in the past, it was
just for fun.  I had not actually golfed or worked on my putting skills for
several years, about the same time I began taking the boys in to live with
me.  Once I did that, I ended up spending most of my free time chasing
after them, so I gave up those other pursuits.  However, it didn't take
long for me to discover I hadn't completely lost my skill with a putter and
was able to play a fairly decent round.  We did end up beating Pat and
Carlos by two strokes, but the other pair seemed unfazed by the score and
was just out to have fun.  I must admit I really enjoyed my time with this
group.

We were the last foursome out, so we were also the last group to finish.
When we made it back to the rejoin the rest of the group, the boys waiting
for us quickly announced they were hungry and ready to leave for dinner.  I
told them before we did, we would first have to take time and return to our
rooms, so we could clean up and change.  They understood, so we hopped in
our vehicles and headed back to the motel.  While we were returning to our
rooms, the O'Haras went home to get ready as well, and Brandon went with
them, seeing he had his things there.

Once we got in the van, Nicky, Jordan, Sammy and Andrew started talking and
continued the entire way back.  They compared notes about how they had done
and happily filled each other in about the good shots they'd made, as well
as their mistakes, which included Nicky's unexpected dip in one of the
little ponds which dotted the course.  He had been trying to line himself
up to take his next shot and stepped back slightly, to give him a better
angle.  Unfortunately, that caused him to trip on the lip of the water
hazard, and fall backward into it.  Even though Danny and Brandon had tried
to catch him, they didn't get there in time and then they had to try to
stifle their laughter at the sight of him sprawled out in the shallow pool.
After he got over the shock and embarrassment about what had happened, Nick
started joking about it, much to everyone else's delight and relief.
Luckily, he dried off quickly as we continued playing, since it was a hot
day, so he was fairly dry by the time we were ready to leave.  I think it
was almost as much fun listening to the boys talking about all of this
again, as it had been to actually see it happen in the first place.

As soon as we got to our rooms, Nick came up and gave me a hug and thanked
me for the great day.  He said he had done things like that with school
groups, but his parents had never gone with him, nor had they ever taken
him on their own.  He thought it was pretty special to do that type of
activity as a family and told me numerous times how much he had enjoyed the
day.  I kissed him on the forehead, told him he was welcome, and then sent
him into the bathroom to take his shower.

When he came back out into the main room, I enjoyed just watching him go
about his business.  He was humming to himself, as he flitted about the
room and selected what he was going to wear, obviously in a very upbeat
mood.  It's always nice to see the boys so pleased about what we had done
and this was one of those special times that meant so much to me.  About a
half-hour later, after I had cleaned up and changed as well, we were
waiting all in the hallway outside of our rooms, ready to go to the
restaurant.  We were planning to meet up with Brandon and his parents
there.

This time as we were led to our table, I grabbed the hostess and asked her
to inform our server that I was to get the bill -- no one else.  She smiled
and said she understood, and soon we were placing our orders.  It was a
lovely meal and the boys spent the dinner hour telling Mr. & Mrs. O'Hara
about our time in Arizona, especially about our trip in and around the
Grand Canyon.  The boys were thrilled to share the stories of their
adventures and the O'Haras were just as eager to listen to what they had to
say.  They seemed impressed by our earlier exploits and were totally
engrossed when Brandon gave them his slant on our vacation, especially our
time on the mules.

After we finished our desserts, I excused myself to go to the rest room,
but found our server and gave her my credit card to pay the bill instead.
I signed the receipt, wrote down the tip and then went to wash up in the
men's room.  When I returned to the table, Mr. O'Hara admonished me for my
sneakiness in paying the bill, until I reminded him about the similar stunt
he had pulled the previous evening.  We both laughed and he told me he
would be happy to cover our expenses for the rest of our stay, to make up
for what we were spending on Brandon.  I told him it wasn't necessary, but
both he and his wife insisted, so I finally had to accept their generous
offer.

Once we left the restaurant, I followed them to their new home.  Brandon
took us in small groups on a guided tour around the place, because it would
have been very awkward for all of us to go at once.  He was just as excited
as his parents were to show off his new home and I think that meant a great
deal to his mother and father.  They allowed him the honor of guiding his
other family around, while they entertained the rest of us.  When the last
group returned, we all went out to sit in their backyard and enjoy the
beautiful evening.

Almost immediately, the boys went off to play games of tag and
hide-and-go-seek with their younger brothers and nephews, so the O'Haras
used this time to ask me some serious questions.

"Josh, do you think that Danny and Brandon consider themselves a couple?"
Mrs.  O'Hara asked, quite directly.  I had a feeling where this might be
going, so I tried to remain a step ahead of her in my mind.

"They're young and very good friends right now," I told her.  "They've come
to rely on each other and sometimes seem like Siamese twins who don't
happen to be physically connected."

"But do you think they're... gay boyfriends?" Mr. O'Hara followed-up, with
a pained expression registering on his face.

"They may still be too young to understand what they are feeling for each
other," I answered, trying to soften the blow for them.  "They may be, but
I can't say for sure.  All I know is that they are definitely each other's
best friend."

"Josh, we're not deaf and we've heard the rumors," Mrs. O'Hara continued.
"Personally, I was hoping for grandchildren, seeing he's our only child,
but I'll support him however he turns out."

"I will too," Brandon's father offered, "although it might take some time
for me to adapt my long-held beliefs enough to allow me to love him
unconditionally and without unconsciously withdrawing from him at times.
It's just that the church and my peers have long considered this a choice
and a lifestyle, but if Brandon is a homo, I know he didn't choose to be
that way.  I'm beginning to think that sexual orientation is an inborn
trait and we've got to accept others that are born different like that."

"That's very wise of you, Patrick, and I agree with your observations," I
told him.  "I concluded long ago that homosexuality was more nature than
nurture, and I've vowed to accept my boys and love them, no matter what
their orientation."

"Then we're glad Brandon's in love with Danny," Mrs. O'Hara said, slightly
choking up as she commented, "and that Brandon will have an understanding
father-in-law to help him too.  Thank you for everything you've done and
are doing for him.  We are all proud that you are our friend and you're a
wonderful second father to our son."

I think each of us were almost in tears at this point, and quite frankly I
was surprised, yet very happy, that they were so open and accepting of
Brandon's situation.  I knew they were deeply religious and very devout
Catholics, so I hadn't been sure if they would strictly follow the church's
attitude concerning this or if they would adapt their views to fit the
situation.  That's why I tried to soften my responses to their earlier
questions, so as not to make matters worse, but now I had my answer.  I
would be sure to let Brandon and Danny know how lucky they were, although I
think the O'Haras plan to do that for themselves, later this evening.

About that time, a group of boys came running toward us for protection,
because they were being chased by another group of my monsters, for reasons
unknown.  It didn't take long to discover the first group gave the other
group some verbal barbs and the latter was chasing them in playful
retaliation.  They hung around us for a while longer, before I finally
announced it was time for us to head back to the motel.  We had another big
day planned for tomorrow and the boys needed their sleep.  Danny kissed and
hugged me good night, before running to get some things out of the van,
since he was staying with Brandon tonight.  He had packed a few things to
last him temporarily, so the rest of us said good-bye and left.

Tonight, Dustin, Kevin, Trey and Dion were sharing the 'sex room' and I
figured the couples would be staying with their own 'mate' and enjoying a
fun time with their lovers.  Ricky and Jay wanted Nick to join them, so
Cole and Graham asked if they could share a room with Sammy, Andrew,
Jordan, and Nicky.  After laying down the appropriate ground rules, I let
them have the room next to mine.  That left Pat and Carlos to spend the
night with me.  That would be fine, as I hadn't been with that pair in
quite some time, so I would be able to get reacquainted with them now.

The boys didn't need to shower, as they had done so before dinner, but they
quickly shed their clothing and joined me to watch an international soccer
match on TV.  Carlos came over and sat on my lap, even though he's a pretty
big boy, and thanked me for the wonderful time he was having.  He also told
me one of the best things he ever did was to come to our house and ask for
help.  He laid his head against my shoulder, so I kissed his hair, and soon
he totally melted against me.  Pat sat on the side of me and lifted my arm
over his shoulder, so we would also be a little closer.  This was a very
special moment for me, since both boys had made those moves on their own
volition.

We enjoyed about another hour together, before I suggested it was time to
turn in.  Although each of them was a little disappointed our time together
was coming to an end, they didn't give me any hassles.  Instead, the let me
know we were all going to sleep together, in one bed.  We all slept well
that evening, even though the bed was a bit crowded, but we felt secure in
our love for each other.

In one of the other rooms, Nick was making his interest in Ricky known.
"What would you say if I offered to let you do me?" Nick asked quite
bluntly, looking Ricky directly in his eyes.

"We're only allowed to have sex when we're in the 'sex room'," Ricky
informed him.  "It's one of the ground rules Dad set up before we left."

"But no one else will know and I'll let Jay do it to me too."

"That's not the point," Ricky responded.  "We told Dad we would follow his
rules and I don't plan on breaking my promise to him.  He trusts us now and
I don't want to lose that.  I remember how hard it was to earn it back the
last time we screwed up and I don't want to go through that again."

"But he'll never know," Nick insisted.  "Besides, it's kind of a dumb rule.
He doesn't mind your having sex, he just wants it to only happen in one
room."

"It's not a dumb rule," Jay spat out at Nick.  "He did it so Sammy, Andrew,
Jordan and Nicky wouldn't get caught in the middle of that or see something
they shouldn't.  That's why we all gave Pop our word."

"But if you don't tell him and I don't tell him, how will he know?" Nick
pressed.

"We'd know and we wouldn't feel right knowing we lied to him," Ricky
responded.  "We all messed up once and I hated how it made me feel, so I'm
not about to do that again.  I could call his room and ask him if he'd
allow us to make an exception, but I won't do it unless he says it's okay."

"You're going to call your dad and ask him if he minds if we have sex?
What, are you nuts or something?"  Nick was totally astonished by Ricky's
comment.  "No one asks their parents for permission to have sex."

"I don't care what other kids do, I keep my promises to Dad.  You just
don't get it," Ricky challenged.  "He took all of us in and did things for
us that no one had ever done before.  He's been very open and accepting of
all our different situations and shown us more love than any of us ever
knew existed.  The only thing he has asked from us is that we're honest and
open with him.  There's no way I'm going to do anything to jeopardize what
I've got now."

"I think you're being stupid about this, but I can see where you're coming
from," Nick finally admitted.  "You guys do have it pretty good and I've
had more fun in the short time I've been with you than I can remember
having in my whole life.  I'd still like to have sex with you guys, so if
you have to call him and ask for permission first, I hope you'll do it."

"I don't think he'll mind, as long as we keep the doors locked and the
little ones are somewhere else," Ricky offered.  "Give me a second and I'll
ask."

Ricky phoned my room and apologized for waking me up, since I must have
sounded a little groggy.  He explained the situation to me, and asked
permission to bend the rules just this once.  I considered all the factors
and gave them permission for this one occasion.  I also thanked Ricky for
seeking permission, rather than doing it behind my back.  Ricky felt good
about sticking to his guns, Jay was pleased Ricky stood his ground and Nick
was just happy they were going to have sex.

He told the two boys they could have intercourse with him, but Ricky and
Jay quickly explained they would not do it in return.  Nick told them it
didn't matter, but the boys wouldn't do it unless they could do something
for him, to make it even.  Finally Ricky suggested they could each give
Nick a blowjob before they screwed him, thus they'd each be doing something
for the other.  Everyone agreed, and the games began.

Ricky and Jay both enjoyed the opportunity to try this again and were eager
to see if it would be different with Nick.  They still couldn't believe how
enthusiastic Nick was about having this done to him, so it made them begin
to wonder if maybe they weren't being a little silly by maintaining their
strong stances against trying it themselves.  After all, Danny and Brandon
seemed to enjoy it too.  Neither of them would try it tonight, but they
might have to rethink how they felt about this activity.

Putting those thoughts temporarily out of their minds, the boys took their
turn, with Jay leading off.  Before long, they all had the relief they
needed and were all cuddled together in one bed, letting the good feelings
carry them off to sleep.



Castaway Hotel -- Grand Reopening -- Book 3 by BW
Copyright 2009 by billwstories
Chapter 14 -- A Fun Time in Texas.

We would spend the next two days at Six Flags Fiesta Texas, a first-class
amusement park in San Antonio, which is operated by the Six Flags group.
Patrick and Brenda O'Hara had suggested we go there and the boys were
thrilled when we told them our destination.  However, we also let them know
they didn't have to try to do everything in one day, since we were going to
be there for two days.

We arrived at the park amid a mass of confusion, as the boys tried to form
groups according to who was interested in doing what.  Seeing they were
having difficulty reaching a consensus, I told them the O'Haras and I would
take the younger boys with us for the day, which would eliminate some of
their problems.  I informed them that they could spend time with the little
ones tomorrow, if that's what they wished, but today they should just
concentrate on what they wanted to do.  Everyone thought it was an
acceptable idea, so the older ones took off -- once we'd also decided on a
meeting place and agreed to the times we would meet there, once before
lunch and another before dinner.  As the boys ran off to do their thrill
seeking, the rest of us headed off with the little ones in tow, to explore
that sections of the park geared to them.

Just in case you're wondering, I did pull Sammy aside and asked him which
group he wanted to be with and he chose to stay with Andrew, Nicky and
Jordan.  He did say he might go with the others the following day,
depending on how much fun he had today, and I told him that would be fine.
So off we went, to see what the park had to offer.

I spent the morning watching my grandsons and youngest sons as they rode on
the School Bus Express, the Rodeo Rider-mini-Scream, Yosemite Sam's Wacky
Wagon, Daffy's Duckaneer (a kid-sized swinging pirate ship), Foghorn
Leghorn's Backyard Railway, the Rodeo Rider (an up and down kiddy tower
ride), Taz's Tornado Swinging Seats, Mini Teacups, and the four kiddy
roller coasters (one of which the O'Haras or I had to accompany them on).
We had been on about half of the rides by the time our lunchtime rendezvous
approached, so we went to our meeting point and joined up with the rest of
our group.

The boys were quite excited and told us about some of their adventures
while we'd been apart, after which the younger ones told their older
brothers and uncles what they had been up to.  After a hasty lunch at one
of the facility's eateries, Brandon and Danny dragged the O'Haras off to
join them on the rides.  Brandon's parents didn't seem too thrilled about
this plan, but accompanied their son and future son-in-law and went to meet
their fate (so to speak).

Once they'd disappeared, Cole and Graham asked if they could go with us to
the kiddy area.  Seeing I thought they were both young and small enough to
be allowed on those rides, I told them they would be welcome to join us.  I
was a little surprised they even wanted to go on the children's rides, but
I think it was more that they wished to just spend time with Sammy, Andrew,
Nicky and Jordan.  Therefore, we set off again, to take on some of the
remaining rides.

During our time together, Cole and Graham told me that some of the bigger
rides shook them up quite a bit and even hurt them a little.  Even though
they had grown and filled out since they had been with us, they may never
overcome all of the physical deficiencies brought about by poor nutrition
during their early development.  They would probably always be somewhat
frail and suffer from the residual effects of those early parental blunders
for many years to come.  Having that information, I knew I'd have to find a
way to insulate them from such things in the future, but enjoyed watching
them interact with this group and having a good time for themselves.
Needless to say, I was pleased they didn't seem the least bit
self-conscious about enjoying these rides at their more advanced ages and
just focused on having fun.

By dinnertime the boys had ridden on all the various rides, but they had
their favorites and wanted to take another spin on those.  I told them that
would have to wait until after we ate, because it was getting late.
Somewhat reluctantly, (can you believe they were unenthused about going to
eat?) we met up with the rest of our group to see what everyone was up for.
After selecting a different eatery for dinner, the older boys informed me
that they wanted to take me on some of the rides with them.  The O'Haras
quickly volunteered to take charge of the little ones, which I suspect they
did so they wouldn't have to go on any more rides themselves, and Cole and
Graham offered to help them.  That meant I had nothing stopping me and was
free to take up the boys on their offer, although I wasn't convinced this
was the best thing for me.  I had my hunches about why the boys were so
eager for me to join them, but I reluctantly followed them to their chosen
destination, regretting that it had only been a half hour since we'd
finished eating.

Danny and Brandon grabbed me first and dragged me over to The Rattler, a
wooden roller coaster that plunges down into a quarry, across the canyon,
down a cliff and through a tunnel.  It was a great old-fashion roller
coaster ride, which reminded me of the roller coasters from my childhood,
but it also managed to shake up my innards and left my stomach in my
throat.  After reaching the end of this ride, I wasn't certain whether it
got it's name from the snake or because the wooden structure rattled and
creaked as the cars rode over it.

As I was coming off that ride, Ricky and Jay latched on to me and took me
to Scream, a 164', 20-story ride.  We started out by being catapulted up to
the top and then dropped in a free-fall, with our feet precariously
dangling outside the seats.  This pair was having a great deal of amusement
at my expense and laughing hysterically at my reaction, as we were first
jerked skyward and then plummeted toward the earth.  My knees were still a
little weak and my legs slightly rubbery as I disembarked, so I had to tell
the next set of boys to give me a chance to recover first, before I left
for my next mock execution.

After giving me a few minutes, Trey and Dion pulled me toward their
favorite ride, the Superman Krypton Coaster.  This was a floorless steel
roller coaster that loops, corkscrews and simply twists and turns from
start to finish.  As we flew through this ride, I was jarred and slammed
from side to side, while the two boys screamed with delight, seemingly
enjoying this far more than I was.  In fact, I was now beginning to
appreciate why Cole and Graham had come over to spend time with the little
ones.

As soon as I walked away from this ride, Nick asked me to join him on the
Boomerang.  This was another roller coaster, but this one went 20-stories
high and traveled both forward and backward, with two loops and a corkscrew
in between.  I swallowed hard, took a deep breath and got in line with my
newest boy.  Nick had a grin from ear to ear, since he already knew what I
was going to go through, and then put his hand on my shoulder and told me
I'd be all right.

"Thank you, Daddy," I replied in my best childish voice, which caused him
to punch my arm, as a repayment for my sarcasm.  I must admit, though, it
was one wild ride and pushed my endurance to the limit.  I didn't know how
much more my old body could take as I staggered away from it, but there was
to be no rest for the weary -- or the nauseated.

Pat and Carlos came up to me next and requested that I go on the next ride
with them.  Once I agreed, they dragged me off to the Road Runner Express,
which is yet another steel roller coaster, but this one was kind of cute,
as we observed Wile E. Coyote as he tried to capture the Road Runner.  I
was honored to watch Carlos, as he kept his body very close to mine, and
realized how important this was to him.  We had a nice ride and I think he
was a little disappointed when it was over so quickly.

As I made my way from this ride, I thought I had made it through everyone,
when Dustin and Kevin appeared and said it was time for me to go with them.
They took me over to the Poltergeist, yet another roller coaster, but this
one went from 0 -- 60 m.p.h. in 3.5 seconds.  This was the point were I
almost blew chunks and returned my last meal back to the park.  Somehow I
managed to keep my food down and was extremely grateful I had run out of
sons.  Maybe this was a sign to limit the size of my family and not let it
get any larger.

I was feeling as if I had finally received my reprieve from the governor
and was starting to walk back to find the O'Haras, when the boys told me I
had to join them for one final ride.  We were all going to go on The
Joker's Revenge.  It was a funhouse, but you rode on a purple roller
coaster (forward and backward) through fog, around a maze, through an
upside-down room and into a hall of mirrors.  Fortunately, it wasn't as bad
as it sounded, and after that ride was over, my sentence, and punishment,
was complete.  This time the warden gave me my release and sent me packing,
much to my relief.

The boys went with me as we made our way back to find the others.  They
were laughing and joking the whole way back, telling me I had been a good
sport and they had been secretly betting if I'd make it through all of the
rides without getting sick or backing out.  I thanked them for their
concern (yeah, sure) and told them I'd remember their supreme acts of
kindness.

As we crossed the park, all of them acted more like a group of ten to
twelve year olds, as they joked and clowned around with each other and me.
Even though I wouldn't admit it to them, not just yet anyway, I did
enjoying spending this time with them.

Patrick and Brenda were trying hard to stifle their laughter when they saw
how I looked after my time with my sons.  They told me they only had to
endure a couple of rides with Brandon and Danny, but that was more than
enough for them.  They said they couldn't imagine what I had just gone
through.  I thanked them for their concern and then we made sure we hadn't
lost anyone.  After counting noses, we made our way back to the cars and
the boys informed me I should dress for the water attractions tomorrow, in
addition to some of the other rides that I hadn't been on yet.  The O'Haras
had a difficult time concealing how humorous they thought that revelation
was and I could hardly contain my excitement either.  If you believe that,
I've got some ocean front property in West Virginia I'd like to sell you.

Danny rode with the O'Haras and spent the night with Brandon again.  Which
reminds me, I forgot to mention they had told me about their little
discussion with Brandon's parents, while they were waiting to board their
rides.  Both boys were thrilled that Brandon's folks understood and
accepted them as they were, the same way I had, and then they suggested
that I'd had a lot to do with how they handled it.  Even though I told them
I had talked very little to the O'Haras about them, the boys refused to
believe I hadn't played a big part in influencing their announcement, so I
knew I would have to set the record straight, but at a later date.  Right
now, it was time to just enjoy our trip.

The rest of us returned to the hotel and I checked the schedule for the
night.  We had another interesting discovery, as Danny and Brandon were
scheduled for the 'sex room' again tonight, this time with Pat and Carlos.
Nick quickly volunteered to take their place and Pat and Carlos agreed.
Somewhat concerned about what might take place in there, after hearing some
comments about Nick's earlier exploits, I pulled Nick aside and explained
that Carlos wasn't as experienced as the others, so I didn't want him to
try to force Carlos into things he wasn't ready for.  He assured me he
wouldn't do that and I accepted him at face value.

Cole and Graham begged for me to let them be with Sammy, Andrew, Jordan and
Nicky again, as they'd had such a great time together the evening before.
Since they had been so well behaved the previous night, I gave them
permission to stay together again, which made them all very giddy.  Jay
quickly told Ricky that he wanted them to spend the night with me, so
Dustin and Kevin happily teamed up with Trey and Dion.

When they got to the 'sex room', Nick took the initiative again and
announced to Pat and Carlos that he'd be happy to give each of them a
blowjob.  Carlos was a little reluctant, until Nick informed him that he
wouldn't have to do anything in return.  After hearing that, Carlos' eyes
began to flash and a smile began to spread across his face.  It was then
that he admitted he wanted to have it done to him, but wasn't ready to do
it to someone else.  He didn't mind giving hand-jobs, but he wasn't ready
to do more.

Seeing this was Carlos' big chance at a new experience, Pat let him go
first.  Nick wanted to try what Danny did to him, with all the kissing and
licking, but he could tell Carlos was already far too excited to hold out
that long.  With that in mind, he only played with Carlos' foreskin
briefly, but he was still fascinated by the extra piece of flesh that he no
longer had.  Finally, he skinned it back, so he could lick on his cock-head
and get down to business.

Before long, Nick was bobbing up and down on Carlos' boyhood and Carlos was
just overwhelmed with the sensations.  His pudgy body was jerking,
twitching, and jumping off of the bed, as Nick nursed on his dong.  Soon
the need for his release overtook him and he spewed his hot boy cream into
Nick's mouth.  Nick slurped it up eagerly, quickly swallowing everything he
was given, and it wasn't long before Carlos' penis was wilting between his
lips.  Carlos was thrilled with what had happened and thanked Nick
emphatically, before leaning forward to give him a big kiss.  Nick hugged
Carlos in return and they stayed that way for a little while longer, just
enjoying the closeness.

Now, it was Pat's turn, so Nick asked him if he wanted a blowjob or if he
wanted to fuck him instead.  Pat didn't flinch and immediately answered
that he'd rather fuck Nick, if he didn't mind, so Nick asked him if he had
any lube.  Pat quickly threw on his shorts and ran over to borrow a tube
from Dustin and Kevin.  He was back in a flash and his shorts were
unceremoniously tossed across the room.  Within seconds, he was greasing up
Nick's backside, getting him ready for some action.

After he had lubed Nick up and stretched out his hole, he slicked up his
own fat cock and got into position.  He was pushing into his willing
partner and his stubby dick was stretching Nick a little wider as he was
doing so.  Nick never complained and accepted it without any problems, but
now he was encouraging his partner to start his pumping.  Pat began his
rocking motion, pushing his meat back and forth in Nick's satiny lining and
pumping Nick's own rod with his right hand.  Nick was enjoying the ride,
while Pat was enjoying the workout and the great feelings that were pulsing
through his joystick.  Within a few more minutes, Nick's cock erupted,
spewing his jizm all over the place, and it wasn't much longer before Pat
was whitewashing Nick's intestinal tract and depositing his load within
Nick's bowels.  Soon they collapsed on the bed, spent from the 'sexercise'.

Once they had recovered, Carlos urged them to join him on the clean bed, so
the boys cleaned up the mess on their bodies before they all cuddled
together on the other bed.  They slept very well that night, and they all
wore little grins the next morning at breakfast.

When we got to our room, Jay reminded me of all of those fun nights we had
had together on our first vacation and told me that he had been wanting for
the two of them to sleep with me again.  I readily agreed and the boys
raced off to take their shower, so we could spend the rest of the evening
alone.  I was watching a movie when they came back out, so they wandered
over and joined me.  They snuggled up on either side of me, content as two
bugs in a rug, and I hugged them tightly to me.  When the movie was over,
we went to bed and the boys sandwiched me between them for the entire
night, which was a very nice place to be.  When I finally rolled onto my
side, Ricky spooned back into me, as he had done on that first vacation,
and Jay scooted up tightly to my rear.  I could feel his blood-filled tool
pressing firmly against my brief covered crack, but pretended I didn't
notice it, as we all fell asleep.

Friday we had a quick breakfast and then went back to spend our second day
at Six Flags Fiesta Texas.  I made the boys start out slowly today and we
all took the little ones on some rides in the main park.  We rode on the
Whistle Stop train, before all of us got on the Carousel at the same time.
After that, we watched as the six smallest went at each other in the Kinder
Wagen (kiddie bumper cars), which they did several times in a row, and then
we followed them as they took a ride on the Little Castaway Adventure
(which of course I felt was properly named).  When that part of the day was
over, Mr. and Mrs.  O'Hara stayed with the six boys on the kiddy rides,
while the older boys dragged me back for another round of living death.

Immediately, they insisted we had to go on the Screamin' Skycoaster-Body
Swing first, followed by The Wipeout Spinning Joyride, before finally
ending up on the Frisbee, a circular-spinning swing ride.  All of these
rides spun around rapidly in the air, making me slightly airsick and dizzy,
so it took me a few minutes to get my head to stop spinning after we made
our final 'landing'.  The boys were patient and gave me a chance to get my
land legs again, before tugging me toward a new set of tortures.

>From there we went to the S.S. Overboard, a swinging boat.  As we swayed
to and fro on that ride, my legs started to give way again, since my body
was balking at doing such crazy things so early in the day.  As we left
that ride, I informed the boys we needed to do something that didn't spin
or leave the ground, so they took me over to the adult Bumper Cars.  Of
course I was the focal point of all of their collisions, but at least I
wasn't twirling or spinning.  Instead, I was being used as the crash-test
dummy.  We did that three or four times before they finally became bored
with the activity and dragged me off to something more stimulating.

Fortunately, as we walked away from that area, I looked at my watch and
noticed it was lunchtime.  Having discovered my own reprieve, I led the
boys to our meeting spot, to hook up with the others, and then we ate.
Nick spotted an eatery that served pizza, and since this was the favorite
food for most of the boys, everyone agreed it was the place they wanted to
go.

After lunch, I was 'informed' I would be going on the water rides next.  It
seemed as if I didn't have a choice in the matter, but it was suggested
that the little ones would enjoy them too, so this time we all went
together.  As we made our way there, I was thinking, 'these rides can't be
that bad, if the boys are telling me the little ones would enjoy them too,'
so I was looking forward to our next activities.

We started off on the Texas Tumble, one of the raft rides, and then we rode
on The Gully Washer.  That ride took us down a winding river, complete with
white-water rapids, waterfalls and rock embankments.  You never knew what
was going to be around the next corner, and overall, the boys enjoyed the
outing.

Once we were done with that, we went over to The Six Chuter, a six-person
raft ride.  We split the six little ones up into pairs and sent them off
with an older group to watch over them.  I ended up with Andrew and Nicky,
Nick, and Dustin and Kevin in my group.  It actually was a fun ride and we
enjoyed our time together.

Brandon and Danny took Brandon's parents, Sammy, and Jordan with them, and
I could see how delighted the O'Haras were with the ride.  When they heard
what the boys planned to do next, Brandon's parents quickly volunteered to
take the little ones to see some of the shows that were being performed in
different parts of the park, leaving me to the mercy of the teenagers (a
definite oxymoron).

Soon I was being pulled for a spin on the Crow's Nest Ferris wheel, the
first time wedged between Danny and Brandon and the second time tucked in
between Ricky and Jay.  >From there they took me to the Wagon Wheel, a
high-flying merry-go-round, and after that we went for another go around on
the bumper cars, where I was able to exact some revenge for their earlier
abuse.

After we left the bumper cars, I let the boys try The Triple Dipper (an
inner tube flume slide), The Blow Out (an enclosed tunnel flume), The Mine
Shaft (a body flume) and The Pipeline (a circular flume).  They had been
having a good time, but now decided it was time to torture me some more, so
they dragged me off for another ride with them.

The boys led me over to The Gusher, a high-speed water slide that you
navigate in a round raft/boat type contraption.  It wasn't too bad and I
made it through in one piece, but as we were leaving it, I noticed it was
now time for dinner.  I quickly informed the boys of this fact, which
interrupted their plans to torture me some more, so we all ambled over to
our assembly point to hook up with the others.

We had another hasty meal, during which I discussed with the boys about
what they wanted to do after we finished eating.  The older boys wanted to
try out the Cosmos Fun Center, the arcade and game house, and the little
ones wanted to take a few more turns on the kiddy rides.  I gave the older
boys some cash and then went with the O'Haras and our mighty midgets to the
kiddy area.  Before we knew it, it was time to leave, but all the boys were
satisfied with their two days at Six Flags Fiesta.

That night, Dustin and Kevin were scheduled to share the 'sex room' with
Cole and Graham.  The later pair told the others about their last encounter
with Nick, and about watching him and Danny doing 'the nasty.'  Since that
had happened, they had thought about it a lot and now wanted Dustin and
Kevin to help them find out what it would feel like to have something up
their butt.  The older boys decided to finger fuck the pair, letting them
experience what it felt like and stimulating their prostates without
injuring them by sticking their bigger cocks in their behinds.  Dustin
might rip either one of them apart if he tried to do them with his thick
member.

Dustin and Kevin performed oral sex on the younger ones first, while
sliding their slippery fingers in and out of their rectums.  Although it
took Cole and Graham a while to get used to have something enter their 'out
chute,' they gradually began to enjoy the action and understood why Nick
seemed to enjoy having it done to him.  It did feel good having that area
stroked and massaged, but it got even better when their prostate was
stimulate in the same manner.

Before long, both boys were blowing their loads into their partner's mouth,
and both managed to fall asleep, as they were coming down from their sexual
high.  Seeing their plight, Dustin and Kevin tucked them into their bed,
before jumping into a quick '69' and getting their own release.  After
spewing their own loads, they too started cutting z's.

There would be some interesting conversations going on in that room the
next morning, while the boys dressed for breakfast, as they discussed their
reactions to the previous night's activity.


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