Date: Sun, 1 Jul 2001 19:48:54 EDT From: Bwstories8@aol.com Subject: The Castaway Hotel - book 4 chapter 14 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://members.tripod.de/wolfslair, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions, or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories8@aol.com. * * * * * * * * Although the boys in these stories have unprotected sex, I strongly urge all of you out there to be smart and protect yourselves from various sexually transmitted diseases by using condoms when having intercourse. * * * * * * * * The Castaway Hotel-Book 4-by BW (Young-Friends). Copyright 2000 by billwstories Chapter 14 - Exploring relationships. May 2001 The weekend after Ricky's birthday party there was another party planned. We had decided to have a family cookout to celebrate Pat's regaining his vision. This was going to be a very different type of get together for us, but I think that we were all looking forward to it. Unbeknownst to me, however, there was a conspiracy brewing, one that involved me. Friday evening Danny borrowed the car and he took Brandon and Pat with him, telling me that Pat wanted to personally invite Shannon and Uncle Jake to this party. What they didn't tell me was that they have more than just that on their minds. It was obvious that Shannon had been expecting them, as he met them at the door as soon as they pulled in, and they went inside and said hello to Uncle Jake. He seemed very glad to see them and asked them what brought them there. That's when Pat took over. "I came down to invite both of you to a picnic we're having tomorrow, at our house. Dad wants to have it to celebrate my getting my eyesight back. You don't need to bring anything but yourselves and there will be plenty to eat and lots of things to do. It's just for family, but you're part of our family now." "That's very kind of you to invite us and include us as part of the family," Jake responded, "and we'll be glad to come. What time does this shindig begin?" Pat gave them all the details about the party and filled them in on what to expect. When they had finished discussing what would be going on, Danny broached the next topic. "Uncle Jake, you know, you should get in touch with Dad sometime and go out for a few drinks or something. He seems to spend all of his time with us and doesn't get to do annything for just himself. We think he should go out and have some fun once in a while." "So Shannon's been telling me. I take it you boys have talked about this amongst yourselves?" The boys nodded their heads. "Did you ever suggest this to your dad?" "Yeah, I guess we have talked this over and we have told Dad this too, but he thinks it's more important that he be there for us. We appreciate that and all, it's just that we'd like to see Dad have some fun of his own. He hasn't even been on a date since he started adopting us. I don't think that's good for him. I think he needs to enjoy himself too." "Yes, I agree. He should get out once in awhile to enjoy himself. Maybe I could ask him to meet me after work some Friday, for a few drinks." "Or maybe you guys could have dinner together," Brandon added. "Just the two of you." Jake was surprised at this comment and began to get suspicious. He eyed the boys, trying to see if he could figure out what cards they held up their sleeves. Finally he decided what he'd say next. "You mean like a date?" "Yeah, I guess you could say that," Pat answered, shyly. The boys were all kind of looking at each other, wondering if they had been too direct in broaching this topic. "Uh, wasn't your dad married for a number of years?" No one answered right away, taking their time trying to come up with an appropriate answer. Jake continued before they did. "You know, he might not agree with your trying to fix him up with me. I really don't think he'd be interested, being straight and all." "But he's not," Danny blurted out, then he turned red after realizing what he'd said. Now he tried to correct his sudden outburst. "What I mean is that Dad's really bi, and he's often mentioned how he's regretted not exploring the other side of himself. I think he'd be interested in spending time with you, I just think he's too shy to ask. I think that's why he spends so much time with us, so he can be close to other males without having to worry about going further." "That's interesting. I didn't know that about Josh. He's really told you that he's sorry he didn't go out with other guys?" "Yeah," Pat shot back. "He said that's why he wanted to become a foster parent, to help gay and bi boys accept who they were and not make the same mistakes he did." "He really said that?" Jake commented, incredulously. "Yeah, he did," Danny came back. "That's why things are so open and accepting at home. He doesn't want us to have any excuses for not being who we are. It's really great, because we've all had a chance to select whom we wanted to be with, without having someone else trying to dictate that to us. Dustin started out with Kevin, but he decided later that he was more attracted to girls, so now he's going out with a cheerleader. He's bi, but he's decided that he'd rather have a girlfriend as his main squeeze." "Hmmm," Jake responded, "there's more to this family than meets the eye. I didn't realize some of this." "Well, we don't announce it to just anybody," Brandon told him, "but you're part of the family now, so we thought you should know." "Well, thank you, and I'm honored to be included in your inner circle." They all smiled at each other, but you could see the wheels still turning as they each contemplated how to proceed from this point." "What kinds of things is your dad interested in?" Jake asked next. "Well, he likes sports," Pat told him, "especially college sports. I guess he used to play some himself, when he was younger, but he hasn't been that active since he took us all in. I guess we've taken up most of his time." "Does he golf?" "You know, I think he does," Danny responded. "There's a set of golf clubs down in the basement and I'm pretty sure they're his. I know that there used to be a bunch of plaques in his office, and at least one of them was for golf, but he boxed them up when he turned the office into his new master bedroom." "Well, maybe I could invite him to go golfing with me some weekend. I could team up with him and we could play against a couple of other guys I work with." "That would be great!" Pat commented, enthusiastically. "I really think he'd like that too." "Well, I could hint around about that when I'm at your party. I'll see how he reacts to my offer and then I'll decide what to do from there." "Yeah, that's perfect," Danny added. "If it works out, maybe you guys could join a league next year. I really think Dad should have a chance to do something like that." "Well, I can understand why he spends so much time with you boys, though. I try to do the same with Shannon, as he's nearly my entire life right now. I can tell that you boys are just as important to him as Shannon is to me. I must admit that I am impressed. It's nice to see that you're as concerned for your dad's happiness as he is for yours." "We are, and we really want him to be happy too. He's done so much for us and it's time that he had some fun too." Jake and the boys spent a little more time together, chatting about different ideas of things for Josh and Jake to do, but the die was cast and their plan officially set into motion. It would begin tomorrow at Pat's party, after Jake and Shannon arrived. The boys returned home, filled their brothers in on their accomplishments, and they started preparing for the picnic. The boys met upstairs, in Pat's room, discussing what types of things they were going to do at the party and how they were going to try to get Jake and me together. Although I knew of Shannon's intentions, I was completely oblivious to the fact that my sons had the same objectives, but that soon would become apparent. I guess I am pretty lucky to have them and that they are that concerned about me. Even though Pat couldn't participate, he insisted that the party start out with a game of touch football on the side yard. Once again Jake and I were paired on the same team, with Steve and Mark evening up the other side. Pat ran the clock and kept the score from the sidelines. The game was very competitive, and we continued to swap touchdowns most of the way, but the other team did manage to pull out the victory just before our timekeeper blew the final whistle. We were all pretty exhausted by now, but we went out back to crank up the gas grills and get the food started. Jake offered to help and I gratefully accepted his offer. While we were placing or turning the various items on the grill, Jake started talking about golf, asking me if I played. I told him that I did at one time, but I hadn't swung a club in several years. He told me that it was like riding a bicycle, that you never forget once you've learned, and he asked me if I'd consider taking it up again. After thinking it over for a few minutes, I told him that I would love to and he invited me to hit some balls with him the following weekend. After thinking about it for a few seconds, I agreed and we set a time to meet. It would be good to get out and do that again. I had always enjoyed golfing, getting out in the fresh air and strolling along those lovely green fairways, and this was definitely an opportunity to get back to doing just that. I think the boys overheard our conversation, and soon word was passing between them that Jake and I had a 'date'. I didn't know they were considering our planned outing that way, or I would have corrected them, letting them know that it was just an outing with a friend. After we ate, we sat and chatted for a while, letting our food digest before we did something more energetic. Sally took that opportunity to fill us in on new developments with the charity, letting us know how helpful the Spences had been with various tasks, and we were all pleased with how much they had accomplished. Following a reasonable wait, we all loaded into several different vehicles and headed down to the miniature golf course. This was something Pat could do with the rest of us, as well as something the ladies join us in doing, and I thought it was a great idea. It never dawned on me at the time how this just coincidentally tied in with my being invited to the driving range the following weekend and a possible chance to resume my golfing activities, but I should have suspected something. Maybe this conspiracy was more involved than first met the eye. Anyway, we all had a great time, though no one actually paid any attention to the scores. Most of our guests went straight home from there, as they had brought their own vehicles to avoid having to return to our house. The boys and I went back to our place and spent the rest of the night doing our own things. Pat did come up and thank me for the great party and he asked me if I had fun too. I thought he was being sincere in his question, never suspecting that he was just trying to get a feel for how Jake and I got along. I did become suspicious, however, when all his questions came back to Jake, and now I was beginning to wonder if it was just a fluke that these things happened at the same time. Even though I was curious, I didn't choose to pursue those thoughts at this time. Sunday, at church, I got another surprise. After the service I noticed Dion chatting with a girl, something I don't remember happening before. I wondered what was up, not totally privy to the fact that Dion was ready to explore the other side of himself. That's when Cole informed me that Dion had told Trey that he wanted to see what it was like being with a girl. All kinds of alarm bells went off in my head and I envisioned another Kevin-Dustin break-up, with me spending my time trying to console the son who got left out in the cold, in this case, Trey. I watched Trey looking at Dion, as he joked with this girl, and I could feel the tension in the air. I just hoped this wasn't the start to another disaster and I decided that maybe I could ease tensions by having a chat with Trey. Once there was a lull in our Sunday afternoon activities, I asked Trey if I could chat with him in my room. "I noticed Dion this morning and I saw you watching him. Is there anything you'd like to talk about?" I asked him, letting him know I was concerned. "I don't know, Dad. I know he feels that he has to find out what it's like to date a girl and that he'll probably even want to see what it's like having sex with her, but I know that he has to do this." "And it doesn't bother you?" "Of course it bothers me. I hate the whole idea, but I know he's got to do it or he'll never be happy with just me. I can only hope that this doesn't turn out like it did for Dustin and Kevin." "Well, there are no guarantees, so you'll just have to wait and see what happens." "I know, Dad, but I don't know what I'll do if he decides he likes girls more than me. I love him, I really do, and I thought we were going to spend our whole lives together. I don't know how I'll survive if he should decide to leave me." "Well, let's not put the cart before the horse here. He just wants to find out what it's like. He hasn't made any decisions yet." "I know, it's just that I worry about it, after what happened with Dustin and Kevin. I don't know if I could go on, if something like that happened to me. I don't know how Kevin did it. He must be a lot stronger than me." "Kevin isn't stronger than you, and you'll survive too, if it should come to that. Kevin thought he wouldn't be able to survive either, but then he and Nick hit it off and he had someone new. He even survived when he and Nick broke up, and now he seems to be happy with Brent. Even if this doesn't work out, even though I'm not saying that it won't, you'll find somebody else and make the most of it. We all go through something like this, at some point in our lives. It's just part of growing up." "Yeah, I know, but he's so important to me. It's like our souls had once been one, but they got separated, and then we found each other again. I don't know what I'd do without him. We hold onto each other all night long and I don't want to think that will end." "It may not. I understand how you feel and I'm sure that Dion enjoys your time together as much as you do, but he just has to discover things for himself. Give him some time and some space and you may still end up together." "I know, Dad, and that's what I'm doing. I just hope that he decides that what we have is more important than what he can get from some girl." "I think I know how you feel about him, but only time will tell. Just try not to push him into a decision or put any undue pressure on him, because I'm afraid that would only push him further away." "Thanks, Dad, and I'll try not to do that." I kind of watched what was going on the rest of the day, and I even took notice of Kevin and Brent, now that they had also been mentioned. I thought maybe I should see how that was going with them, as well. First of all, Dion was making no attempt to ignore Trey, in fact he was very friendly to him and acting as if nothing was amiss. I took that as a good sign, but would still monitor what was going on. Watching Kevin and Brent, however, was a different matter. They were getting very close and they seemed as if they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. I was glad to see Kevin happy again and it was nice to see that Brent had found some happiness too. In talking with some of the other boys, I discovered that Brent and Kevin had been spending a great deal of time sleeping in each other's rooms, and I figured it wouldn't be long before they would probably be moving in together. A little later I pulled Kevin aside, to ask him how things were going. "I notice that you and Brent seem to be getting close," I began. Kevin's face lit up before he answered. "Yeah, I guess we are. We really get along great and he was kind of lonely too, just like me." "Well, I'm glad you found each other and hit it off. Is there anything more going on?" Kevin looked a little sheepish, but he did answer me. "I think I know what you're asking, and we have done some things together, but not a lot. Mostly just getting to know each other better." "Hmmm. What exactly does that mean?" Kevin didn't respond right away, so I asked another question. "Kevin, you know I don't mind if you do things like that, as long as you both agree to it." "I know, and I know the other boys talk to you about things like this, but I just feel kind of funny when I do. I hope you're not mad." "No, Kevin, I'm not mad. I was just curious." Kevin looked at me for a few seconds, saying nothing at all during that period, and then he let out a big sigh and spoke. "I don't know why I worry about it. I know I can tell you anythhing, so I will. Brent and I have done some things together, but only with our hands and mouths. He said he wasn't ready yet to try anything more." "Kevin, I thank you for trusting me with that information and you know I won't say anything, as long as you were both willing participants." "Oh, we were." "I'm sure of that. It's just nice to know who's doing what and how much you boys are into. It helps me make decisions later, when other things come up." "I know and I'm sorry I didn't answer you right away. You've always been there for me, it's just I guess I still worry about people reacting like Dustin's father did when he found out about us." "I can certainly understand why that would concern you, but I promise you that not everyone is as narrow-minded as Dustin's father." "Especially not you. I know that, it's just that sometimes I can't get past the other stuff." "You don't have to explain or apologize. I'm asking you for personal information and I know that sometimes there are things you might not want to discuss. I wouldn't force you to divulge items you're not comfortable with telling me." "That's okay, Dad. You didn't force me. I just finally realized that you wouldn't get mad if I told you, and I know you don't know that much about Brent. I don't mind if you know, and I don't think he would either." "I'm glad to hear that. Now why don't you run along and join the others." "Thanks, Dad, I will." Kevin made his way toward the door, then he stopped and turned to face me again. "You know, Brent's going to stay with me tonight." "I didn't, but it doesn't surprise me." Kevin smiled at that statement. "He also said that he might be ready to try something new tonight, if you know what I mean." "Well, from what you just told, I think I have a good idea about what you're referring to. You know where everything that you'll need is kept, don't you?" "Yes, Dad, I do, and we'll be sure to use it, if we do anything. I'm so glad I live here and you're my dad now." He jogged back the few steps to me and then hugged me. I kissed him on the forehead and hugged him back. "Well, I'm very glad about that too. You're a fine son and I'm proud that you're now one of mine. I trust you and I know you wouldn't do anything that you shouldn't. Be gentle with Brent, he's pretty new to all this. I know how he feels about you, I've seen it in his eyes when he looks at you, so don't hurt him. I know you won't." "No, Dad, I won't. I know what that's like, remember?" "Yes, Kevin, I do. You deserve to be happy this time, so go enjoy yourself." I kissed him on the forehead again, smacked him on his bottom, and he ran off to find Brent. It was nearly time for them to take their showers anyway, and I soon saw them heading up the stairs together. Kevin gave me the account of what happened next, a couple of days later. Kevin and Brent went up to the second floor bathroom, stripped down, and jumped into the shower together. This wasn't the first time they had done this, but this time was different and special for them. As soon as they were both under the showerhead, Kevin kissed Brent and then he started to wash Brent's body. He ran the soap over and around his chest, neck, and arms, lathering him up well and scrubbing him thoroughly, before rinsing him off under the warm spray. He made Brent turn around, so he could wash his back using the same procedure, carefully making sure he was clean. When he got down to his butt, he rubbed the soap all over both cheeks, ran his soapy fingers down the crack, swirled them around the tender opening to his love tunnel, and then he carefully slipped a finger inside, to clean that out as well. Brent jumped at first, as the finger moved in to probe him, and his sphincter muscle instinctively clamped down on Kevin's intruding digit. Once Brent became accustomed to what was happening, be began to relax and let Kevin continue his probing without interference. As Brent began to enjoy the sensations, reveling in the feelings of places being touched that had never been touched before, Kevin withdrew his finger, replaced it with two fingers, and started his ministrations over. Brent thrust his butt backward now, urging Kevin on and giving him better access, as he enjoyed Kevin's stimulation of his inner sanctuary. Now he threw his head back, as he concentrated on all these new feelings, and he began to pant as his heart beat quicker. He literally jumped when Kevin's fingers hit his prostate, and those tingling sensations just pulsed from that leathery button and caused his whole body to feel as if it had been zapped by an electric current. He moaned slightly and his body trembled, as Kevin began to massage this sensitive area even more, and he grew hotter as the action continued. He was also rock hard, and Kevin hadn't even touched his penis yet, when suddenly his cock erupted, spewing out thin streams of nearly clear cum, just from the stimulation of his love button. He almost collapsed at this point, as his knees buckled from the powerful and unexpected release, as he had never had an orgasm before without someone touching his dick. "How did you do that?" he wanted to know, once he had regained his composure. "Dad calls it the prostate. He says that it's one of a guy's most sensitive sex organs, but I guess you found that out. You shot your load and I never even had to touch your cock." "That was pretty awesome. I didn't know that could even happen." "Well, you do now, and some of that happens when someone has their dick up your ass too. That is if he gets the right angle, then his penis will rub again your prostate and do the same thing." "Really, that sounds great. Maybe we should do that tonight." "If you really want to, I'd love to do that with you, and you could do it to me, too, but that's all up to you. We'll do whatever you decide, but first we have to finish cleaning up." With that Kevin bent down and finished washing Brent's legs, then he turned him around and washed the front of him, working his way up to his genitals, which he washed thoroughly, taking pleasure playing with everything in the process. Once Kevin had finished washing Brent, Brent did the same thing to him. Brent seemed to hurry a bit through the chest and back, working his way down to Kevin's firm, small butt. Brent worked his fingers into and along the crack, eager to get to his anus, and then he worked his finger up and inside his partner. Brent asked how to find the prostate and Kevin kept giving him instructions. Finally he found it and began to stroke it, causing Kevin to moan and writhe in delight. Even though he didn't cause Kevin to ejaculate from his efforts, he still brought Kevin plenty of joy. After he had turned Kevin around and washed the front of his legs and groin, he rinsed Kevin off completely, and then grabbed Kevin's stiff rod and stuck it into his mouth. He began to suck on it, bringing Kevin quickly toward the brink, but Kevin made him back off, telling him that he thought they should save that for the room. Reluctantly Brent agreed, and the boys finished their showers, dried, and then headed back to Kevin's room. Once inside, the boys got on the bed and Kevin asked Brent if he was sure that he still wanted to try that. Brent told him he was, so Kevin got the KY out and a condom, then he greased up his fingers and began to work them into Brent again. Brent seemed to be enjoying this even more than he had in the bathroom, as Kevin gently probed him with first one and then two fingers. When he thought Brent was ready, he put on the condom, covered it with lubricant, laid Brent on his side, and lifted his upper leg onto his shoulder. Then he moved forward, lined his torpedo up with Brent's launch tube, and used enough pressure to push it past the resilient guardian. Brent's body tightened slightly, trying to resist the intruder, but then he relaxed and the head of Kevin's weapon slipped inside. Kevin stopped once he had reached that point, checking with Brent to see if he was all right and if he wanted him to continue. Brent assured him that he was fine and eventually Kevin began to slide the rest of his weapon into Brent's sheath. Once he was fully inside him, Kevin waited again, letting Brent become accustomed to the new sensations. It wasn't long before Brent urged him on again. Slowly Kevin withdrew from that warm cavern, only to ram it back in, over and over again. Kevin kept adjusting his angle, trying to get it right, until he could tell from Brent's response that he was hitting his prostate. Then he continued to bump and rub against his love button, until Brent was groaning in pure ecstasy. Brent was beginning to get the hang of what was happening, and he started thrusting his backside into Kevin, as Kevin thrust forward, making the experience more pleasurable for both of them. After a couple of minutes, Kevin could feel his seed beginning to boil in his groin and start to make its escape up his tube. He began to assault Brent's rectum harder and faster, seeking his relief, but still bringing Brent pleasure. Soon he was at the point of no return and he rammed his penis deep into Brent's passage and left it there, as several volleys of hot cum exploded from his tiny slit and filled the reservoir at the end of the rubber. Kevin stayed buried inside of Brent for several minutes more, not wanting to leave that warm haven of pleasure any sooner than he had to. Brent didn't want him to go either, as he was enjoying the feel of Kevin inside him, although he could feel that Kevin was slowly losing his erection. Eventually Kevin withdrew, and Brent suddenly felt empty again, missing that newfound pleasure. The boys lay on the bed together for many minutes afterward, stroking each other, kissing, and thanking their partner for the wonderful feelings each had just enjoyed. Kevin hugged Brent and smothered him in kisses, letting him know how much he had enjoyed what they had just done and showing him how much love he could feel from this very special act. After they had fully recovered, Kevin asked Brent if he wanted to try it from the other end. Brent chuckled at the play on words, agreed that he'd like to try it too, and Kevin began to explain to Brent what he should do. First he had Brent grease him up, working the KY inside of him, then he worked a condom over Brent's stiffy, adding lube to the exterior of it once it was on. Seeing Brent was already lying on his back on the bed, Kevin just straddled his hips, lined Brent's throbbing rod up with his hole, and then he sat back on it, letting it slide completely inside of him. Once he felt his butt cheeks hit Brent's pubes, he bent forward and kissed him, before asking him if he was ready to begin. Brent told him he was, looking as eager as a puppy with a new bone, so Kevin began to raise and lower himself above Brent's crotch, impaling himself over and over on Brent's rigid tool. As Kevin worked on maintaining a steady rhythm, he watched Brent's face, and saw his eyes glaze over, his mouth fall open, and his chest rise and fall with his labored breathing. As Kevin began to notice the signs of Brent's impending climax approaching, he sped up his pace, clamping his ass muscles around Brent's cock each time he rose, giving a thorough stimulation to his throbbing prick. As Brent began to moan and tell Kevin that he was about to cum, Kevin lowered his body onto Brent's tool, completely swallowing it with his rear, and he felt the pulsing sensations as Brent's semen erupted and filled the tip of rubber. Without withdrawing, Kevin bent forward and kissed and hugged Brent, thanking him for letting him be the one to experience this simple joy with him. After they recovered from this effort, they went and cleaned up a bit, before they went back to cuddle together for the rest of the night. They stayed wrapped in each other's arms until morning, using that bond to remind each other of what they had just shared. I could tell when they came down to breakfast that they had indeed done what Kevin had suggested they might, just from looking at the expressions on their faces. I was glad that I had some knowledge that this might happen, because now I could better understand how they were reacting to each other, now that it was over. * * * * * * * * If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://members.tripod.de/wolfslair, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories8@aol.com.