Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2000 01:09:01 EDT From: William Watts Subject: The Castaway Hotel - 2 chapter 12 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. I wish to extend my thank you to Ed for his editorial assistance with this chapter. If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions, or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com. * * * * * * * * The Castaway Hotel -Book 2 - by BW (Young-Friends). Copyright 2000 by bwstories44 Chapter 12 - A holiday wish comes true. May 2000 Nothing more was said about Frankie until later that evening. The boys had finished showering and we were sitting in the family room when Trey spoke up. "I just wanted to thank all of you for coming to help me earlier. I was really scared when Frankie came after me." "That's what brothers are for," Dustin told him. "Trey," Ricky added, "one thing we all agree on is that no one has to do anything they don't want to do, except for chores, of course." He made a face when he added the last part. "But I feel like I made you send Frankie away." "No," I told him, "Frankie made me send Frankie away. I tried to reason with him, explain things to him, and plain out demand things from him, but Frankie didn't want to listen. I was afraid that he might harm someone if he stayed, not to mention the other things he was involved with. If Frankie had been willing to try to fit in, he would still be here. I feel bad about having to send him away too, but I've come to accept that Frankie caused his own misfortune. By the way, I've forgotten something else. I'll be back in a minute." I left the room, went upstairs, and soon came back to the family room. I walked in and handed the boom box to Kevin and Dustin. "I believe this is yours." They looked it over and their faces lit up. "Yes, it is. Where did you find it?" "I found it in Frankie's room while I was packing his things up for him to leave." "Did you find my chain?" Danny asked. "No, I'm afraid not. I didn't see him wearing it so I'm afraid he probably sold it for cash. I'll get you a new one to replace it, though. Ricky, Cole, and Graham," I held out my hand and handed them a $50 bill. "This should replace the rest of the money he took from you." "I think it's too much, Dad," Ricky said. "You already gave us $20.00 and I don't think we had that much more." "Keep the extra for the trouble and inconvenience." They smiled and graciously accepted it. It was quite quiet for the rest of the evening and soon the boys were heading up to bed. Dustin talked Trey into helping him assist Kevin as he climbed up the stairs to my room. When he finally got there, he sat on the side of the bed. "Trey, did you really mean the things that I heard you wrote on the computer." Trey looked at Kevin and, for some reason, he wasn't afraid any more to admit the truth to the two other boys. "Yeah, I did. After we started doing things together, I wanted to do more. I hope that doesn't bother you." "No, not at all. I won't be doing much for a while but, if you don't mind waiting, Dustin and I will do whatever you want when I get better. We've already talked it over earlier and we both agree." Trey began to beam. "You mean that? You two would really do that for me?" "Yeah, if that's what you want. Heck, we'd be nuts to turn down an offer like that. You're cute, a little skinny, but you've got a nice butt, and you're probably really tight." Trey blushed. "I suppose. I've never had anything up there. It won't hurt, will it?" "We'll loosen you up first," Dustin said. "It may hurt just a little at first but not for long. After a short time it will be feeling great." "Trey, we'd never hurt you," Kevin added, "and we wouldn't do it unless we thought you'd enjoy it. We're all brothers and we take care of each other and protect each other, so we'll be as gentle as we can be." "I've already found out that you guys protect each other and I'm glad that I have so many wonderful brothers. When my parents and sister died, I spent most of the time feeling sorry for myself because I had lost all of the people I cared about and I was left all alone. I was still wallowing in self-pity when I first came here. I had almost convinced myself that I wasn't going to like it here. What was worse was that it was all boys here and I was gay and couldn't tell anyone. I was scared to death and afraid that I'd make a mistake. I was scared that all of you would find out that I was queer and then you'd hate me and throw me out. The longer I was here, the more I began to like it. Then that night in your room, when we did those things, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Then earlier, after Frankie told everyone I was gay and wanted to have sex with you two, I just knew that everyone was going to hate me and you'd want me to leave. I was so shocked when Josh told me that I could stay. Now, you two offered to make my dreams come true. I'm so happy that I'm here that I can't even begin to describe it." "Well, we're happy you're here too, Trey," Kevin told him. "Trey, may I ask you a question?" "Sure, anything." "Why do you still call dad 'Josh'? He thinks you're a pretty swell kid and I know that he loves you." "I know he does too and I want to call him 'dad' but I just can't make myself do it. I just feel like I'd be betraying my own dad. I loved him a lot." "Well, how about this? Brandon and Jay call him 'pop'. Could you do that instead of calling him 'dad'?" Trey thought about that for a couple of minutes. "Yeah, I guess I could. I never called my dad that so I guess that would be all right." "I think that would make dad feel better too," Dustin told him. "I know he says that he doesn't mind, but he loves us all like sons and he treats us so well, I think the rest of us feel bad for him when you and Frankie called him 'Josh' or 'Mr. Currie'. I mean, just look at what he's done for us. He adopted the whole bunch of us boys and I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't offer to adopt you and Pat too. I guess maybe it's more like the rest of us want everyone to call him 'dad' or 'pop'. That way we'll all feel more like a family." "You're probably right. I'll try to remember to call him 'pop' but remind me if I forget. Okay?" "Yeah, bro," Dustin said with a huge smile, "that's okay." The three boys sat on the bed, talked some more, and they were still talking when I came up to bed. They began to tell each other that they would see each other in the morning when Trey walked over to me. He gave me a big hug and then he looked up at me. "Good night, Pop, and thanks for earlier." I caught what he said immediately. I might not have caught it if he had called me 'dad' but the word 'pop' stuck out because only Brandon and Jay use that. I smiled at him and kissed him on the forehead. "Good night and I would have done that for any of my sons." He caught what I said as well and he gave me another hug because of it. Those two went off to bed and I changed Kevin's bandage before I crawled into bed with him. He filled me in on what the three of them had talked about before I arrived, at least as far as the sex was concerned. He also told me about what motivated Trey to start calling me 'pop'. I explained that they didn't need to force Trey into it if he wasn't ready, but Kevin insisted that Trey was ready. He just needed an option to the word 'dad', because of his own father, and Dustin gave it to him. I thanked him and I told him that I'd thank Dustin later. We positioned ourselves to go to sleep and I made sure that we stayed on opposite sides of the large bed so I wouldn't accidentally bump against his healing region. The next week the new master bedroom and bathroom were finished. I went out and bought a new bedroom set with a king-sized bed, dresser, chest of drawers, and two nightstands, all in a dark walnut finish. For the time being, the upstairs master bedroom would remain unoccupied until I could decide how we were going to work this. I would also have to plan out the Christmas sleeping arrangements for when my older children came home to stay for a week or so. I also explained to the boys that they didn't need to use those recently installed locks now. We were fairly certain that our culprit was gone so there was no reason to turn the house into Fort Knox. They were all relieved, worrying that they'd lose their keys or something worse, and now they wouldn't have to worry about it. December also went by quickly. Except for the problems the boys had to cope with concerning their groundings, most of the time went by smoothly. I had given all of the boys some money to buy Christmas presents with and we talked about how we were going to do this with so many people. They all agreed that it would be best to pull names from a hat and to just buy for that one person. They wouldn't get as many presents but they could get a nicer present that way. We also decided that we'd include my older children in this process as well, to save them from having to buy and lug so many gifts for this monstrous brood, but each group of brothers wanted to buy their own gifts for my grandsons. That would mean three presents for each of the nephews from their uncles. That would be one present from Ricky, Cole, and Graham, one from Dustin, Kevin, and Trey, and one from Danny and Pat. Everyone agreed to this idea and I called the older kids to tell them whose name we had drawn for them. I think that they all were quite relieved with our new arrangement. A little over a week before Christmas, Trey got an early present. It was a Friday night and the boys had just gone up to bed. Kevin had healed from his surgery and he was back to sleeping with Dustin and Trey. When they walked into the room, Kevin turned and smiled at Trey. "Do you still want us to make love to you?" Trey's face lit up. "You know I do. It's something I've wanted for a long time." "Well, how about tonight?" Dustin inquired. "Are you up to it?" "Absolutely, but is Kevin going to be well enough to do it, after his operation and all?" "I'm fine and all healed," Kevin told him. "I won't have any problems at all and I'm ready and willing to go. Dusty and I have been talking about this and here's what we think we should do. We decided that I should do it to you first, as I'm not quite as big as Dusty is, then you could do me, and then Dusty can do you. Is that too much for the first time?" "I don't think so and it sounds great to me." He ran up and hugged both of the other boys. "You two make me so happy." "And we're going to make you feel special too," Dustin added. "After tonight you'll definitely know whether you're gay or not." "I don't think there's any doubt for me," Trey responded. The boys placed Trey on the center of the bed and Dustin began to kiss him while Kevin took out the baby oil and began to grease up his rear. At first, Kevin inserted one finger against Trey's rosebud and slowly traced the oil around the puckered opening. Then he slipped the finger in, but not until Trey received some coaching on relaxation techniques. Instinctively, Trey's body had reacted to the invader and tried to keep it out, but Kevin taught him how to take deep breaths and accept it. Trey's body was trembling, either from excitement or pleasure, as Kevin began to slowly stroke his finger in and out of Trey's hot hole. Kevin also made sure that he grazed against Trey's magic button to increase his pleasure and get him ready for phase two. Next, Kevin inserted a second finger into him and he worked it around before he slipped in the third appendage. Once the trio of digits had been manipulated around Trey's rectum for a while, Kevin knew he was ready for the big event. Kevin lubed his own tool up and then placed himself between the prone boy's spread legs. "Are you ready, Trey?" "Yeah, real ready." Kevin took a pillow, folded it in half, and placed it under Trey's hips. "Okay. I'm going to push my dick against your hole. Stay relaxed. If it seems like it won't enter, then push down with your muscles like you're trying to push out a fart." Trey giggled and nodded his head. "Okay, here it goes." Kevin pushed the head of his prick against the small opening. Slowly it gave way and the head of Kevin's pole popped in. Trey groaned but quickly smiled. Kevin took that as a favorable sign and he continued to inch his way into Trey's hot chute. The kid was tight and, even going slowly, Kevin had to fight back the sensations that might bring about an early release. Gradually he worked himself all the way into that tight passage and he lay prone across Trey's body, looking into his eyes. "How are you doing?" Kevin asked with some concern. "Wonderful. It hurt a little at first but it feels great to feel you inside me." Kevin bent down to give him a quick kiss. "I'm going to start sliding in and out of you now, so enjoy the ride. Dustin, you work on his tits at the same time." Dustin bent down and began to lick and suck on Trey's erect nubs and Kevin began to build a moderately slow pace as he thrust back and forth. Trey was really moaning and squirming under the double assault and both boys were doing their best to make this as memorable an experience for him as they could. The first time is always memorable but they wanted to leave him with the best that they had to offer. Kevin had calmed down a little but he was still highly aroused and it was only a couple of minutes before he felt the pressure of his oncoming discharge, so he made his final thrust home. As his penis hit bottom and he was all the way in, Kevin's body began to twitch and shudder as he unleashed several volleys of his hot boy juice deep into Trey's interior. Trey was screaming in delight as he felt Kevin's warm juices painting the walls of his intestinal tract, not to mention the wonderful feelings he was getting from Dustin's glorious work on his breasts. Soon, both Trey and Kevin collapsed and Dustin found himself having to extricate his head from between the two heaving chests. Trey and Kevin stayed that way for a few minutes before Kevin pulled his shrinking violet out of Trey's ass and he crashed down beside him. Kevin told Dustin to get him ready for Trey, so they could allow the now ex-virgin to enjoy the last remnants of his post-orgasmic afterglow. Dustin agreed and soon Kevin was ready for Trey, whenever he recovered. Slowly, Trey regained his composure and they talked about his experience. "Well, how was it?" Kevin asked. "I can't even think of any words to tell you how great that was. It was so neat feeling you in there and you kept making something inside of me send tingles throughout my whole body. Thank you so much." He stopped talking then, as he began to get choked up, and tears of joy slowly rolled down his cheeks. Both boys hugged him until he was once again in control. "Are you ready for your turn?" Kevin wanted to know. "Uh huh," Trey responded simply. Dustin helped Trey get up and showed him where to go as Kevin repositioned himself on the center of the bed. He pushed the pillow under his back and Dustin got Trey all lined up. "You do exactly what Kevin did to you and you'll do fine," Dustin advised him. "I'll kiss him and work on his chest while you concentrate on what you're supposed to be doing." Trey nodded and moved forward so his dickhead came into contact with Kevin's skin. Kevin had to reach down, help him line up his cock properly, and then Trey pushed it all the way in. Kevin had no trouble accepting him because Dustin had stretched him out well beforehand and he was already used to taking Dustin's thicker member. Trey let out a little yelp of delight, as he felt Kevin's hot, smooth lining engulf his throbbing meat, and he had a huge grin on his face as he looked down at Kevin. Kevin urged him to continue and soon Trey's hips were thrusting back and forth. As is common with a novice lover, Trey's strokes were short and fairly fast. He was focusing solely on the pleasure of his upcoming release, as he hadn't become aware of how pleasurable the journey can be. He was soon panting and giving a blow-by- blow account of his feelings. "Oh my god, this is so great. This is awesome. Ohhhh, it feels so good. Man.oh, man. I'm going to explode. Oh, god. Oh, god. Here.oh, here it comes. I'm.I'm going to.oh, god I'm going to shoot.ahhhhhhhh, yes, yes. I'm cuuuuuuuuuuuuumingggggggggggggg." With that pronouncement, Trey unloosed his hot boy spunk into Kevin's bowels. Wave after wave of the warm liquid filled Kevin's gut and he willingly accepted everything Trey had to offer. Soon his young friend was crashing down on top of him, so Kevin wrapped his arms around Trey's upper body, squeezed him to his chest, and kissed him all around his face and neck. Dustin had been more alert to what the other two were doing this time and he had pulled back as soon as Trey began his commentary. Kevin held Trey until he had recovered and then he let the boy roll off of him and onto the bed beside him. Dustin and Kevin would give him sufficient time to recover before Dustin gave him one final ride. About twenty minutes later, Trey seemed to have recovered from his experience, and Dustin asked him if he was ready for the 'main event'. Kevin took exception to Dustin's choice of words and Trey just chuckled at their little, puffed up, bickering episode. Trey finally acknowledged that he was not only ready but eager to continue, so Dustin oiled up his rod and moved into position. Trey didn't need any more preparation, as he was loose from his session with Kevin, and he was well lubed from the creamy filling Kevin had pumped into his cavity. Dustin proceeded very slowly, because he knew the he was considerably thicker than Kevin, and Trey would need time to adjust. Trey gasped when Dustin's large head made his sphincter muscles expand farther than they had previously had to, but he urged Dustin to keep going. Finally, Dustin worked his entire mast into Trey's hot, willing hole and he looked down at his partner to make certain that he was okay. Trey's eyes were glazed, but there was still a thin smile pressed on his lips, so Dustin began to make a long, slow withdrawal from Trey's chute before he rammed his monster back home. He continued this slow, steady attack on the boy's arse, as Kevin worked on Trey's upper body, and soon Trey was taking another magic carpet ride. Trey's mind was exploding with flashes of light and brilliant colors and he was able to enjoy this experience more than the first. It wasn't because Dustin was better at it. It was just because that first time everything was so new, so all consuming, and it happened so quickly that he wasn't able to focus or enjoy all the little pieces that made up the whole. This time he was alert to it all. Dustin was enjoying the hot, tight ride as well. It was like Trey's channel was embracing every inch of his manhood and literally squeezing the life out of him. Every small movement he made sent pounding waves of pleasure crashing against his shores and it brought him ever so much closer to his eruption. Trey was even beginning to learn how to thrust back to meet Dustin's movements and that only meant that Dustin would cum even sooner. Dustin's breathing was becoming very labored as his orgasm neared, and soon he could hold out no longer. He unwillingly gave in and his prick burst open, spewing its thick, gooey load inside his partner. Trey had been nearly as vocal this time as he was the last, and he let his partners know that he was enjoying this immensely. "Oh, my god. Oh, my god. I can't take much more. This is fantastic. It's wonderful. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Oh, yes.yes.ohhhhhhhhh.I feel it.I feel your spunk inside me.oh, god. Yessssssssssssssssssssss." There was nearly total silence in the room for the next several minutes, as all of the boys lay exhausted on the bed, their chests heaving and their bodies trembling from pure enjoyment. They remained like that until they had all fully recovered and then they repositioned themselves, with Trey in the middle, and they fell asleep. The next morning the three of them left their room, only to run into Danny and Pat in the hall. "What the hell were you guys doing in there last night?" Danny grinned. "It sounded like you were torturing poor Trey." Trey immediately turned red but Dustin and Kevin only laughed. "I don't think he'd call it torture," Dustin answered, "though he did get a little bit loud. We didn't hurt you or anything, did we, Trey?" Trey almost couldn't answer because he was so embarrassed that the other two knew what they had been up to. "No. No one hurt me at all," he stammered. "Well, it sounded like someone was either being hurt or having one hell of a good time," Pat added. "So I guess, if you weren't getting hurt, you must have been having a great deal of fun." Trey couldn't answer and his face was so red that he could have camouflaged himself on a fire truck at that point. Kevin took up the slack and responded for him. "I can't speak for the others but I know that I had fun. What about you two? Did you enjoy last night?" "I sure did," Dustin responded. "I haven't had that much fun in a long time. How about you, Trey? You enjoyed that, didn't you?" Trey only nodded his head up and down as he looked at the floor. Danny and Pat decided to let him off of the hook and they went downstairs laughing with each other. "Why did you guys do that to me?" Trey asked them. "You mean last night?" Dustin wondered. "No, just now. You might as well have just told them what we did because I think you just about confirmed it to them." "Heck, they don't care," Kevin said. "The same thing goes on in Danny's room from time to time. They were just having a little fun with you." "Well, it didn't feel like fun. I was so embarrassed that they knew what we did." "Why?" Dustin asked simply. "Just because," Trey responded, not knowing how to put his feelings into words." "Don't worry about it," Kevin told him. "No one cares what we do in the privacy of our own rooms, as long as everyone is a willing participant. They just like to tease people and watch them squirm and blush. You did a real good job at that." Dustin and Kevin started laughing as Trey tried to figure out a way to get back at them. "Well, you two certainly weren't any help. You should have warned me or something." "We didn't know that they'd be out here and I don't think they planned it that way. It was just pure luck." "With that kind of luck, I guess there's no need for me to play the lottery." "You're too young anyway," Dusting shot back. "Your luck's not that bad, though. You ended up here with us, didn't you?" "Yeah, you're right. I guess I was pretty lucky at that. Thanks for last night, guys, but I still have to think about how I can get even with all of you for this morning." "You better not," Dustin chortled, "or we'll tell the three little monsters what happened and then sick them on you too." "Okay, you win. I won't do anything and you don't tell them. Agreed?' "Well, if we have to," Kevin teased. "You have to," Trey said firmly. "Now, let's go eat." * * * * * * * * If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com.