Date: Thu, 12 Sep 2002 11:31:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Wade Grows Up - Chapter Fifteen - Brian - Part Two DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and sometimes between men and boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DON'T READ IT! If you choose to read it, then please enjoy. More chapters will follow. WADE GROWS UP Chapter Fifteen - Brian - Part II ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Brian and I told all six of the boys' parents that we'd be willing to watch them all summer, so they could work. They were all happy with that, so beginning right on the first day of vacation, they all showed up at our house around 7:30 each morning, and spent the whole day with us. It didn't take Brian too long to figure out that when two of the boys disappeared, they were off somewhere having sex. It especially didn't take him long to figure it out, when on only the third day of summer vacation, he went upstairs to our room to get his sunglasses, and walked in on Michael and Joey completely naked and sucking each other off in a '69' on our bed! Unfortunately for the boys, but fortunately for Brian, he walked in on them, just as they were both shooting their loads into each other's mouths! Brian was so shocked that all he could do was stand there with his mouth hanging open, and his shorts tenting! The boys were really embarassed to be caught in the act, but Brian was so apologetic, that everyone got over it quickly. I of course had a good laugh. I too walked in on a good sex act not too long after that. I went down into the basement to get something and found Rick naked, on his hands and knees facing away from me, with Mitch naked on his hands and knees behind him, his asshole pointing right at me! Mitch had his face buried between Rick's buttocks and was lapping away at Rick's asshole. Fortunately for me, I had made a quiet enough entrance so they didn't hear me. I stepped back and peered around the corner as Mitch continued to eat Rick's ass out. Rick was grinding his ass around, trying to get Mitch to penetrate him with his tongue. Eventually, Mitch gave Rick what he wanted, as he began stabbing at Rick's puckered anus with his tongue, finally penetrating through Rick's sphincter, and stuffing his tongue as far up inside Rick's ass as he could get it! Rick started to groan and make pleasureful noises then. Mitch fucked his tongue in and out of Rick's asshole as far as forcefully as he could, while Rick moaned in front of him. I only had a swim suit on, so I pulled the front waistband outward and down, releasing my throbbing hardon, and began wanking away at myself. Momentarily, I heard Rick complain, "C'Mon Mitch, grease your dick and stick it up there already!" Mitch reached for a tube of lubricant he'd apparently set on a shelf next to him, and squirted a gob into his hand, then took his dick in his hand, masturbating it, rubbing the lubricant all over it. There was a squishy snapping sound as he did this. I wished I could get a gob of it to use myself! Then Mitch wiped the excess lubricant between Rick's buttocks, and he moved in behind Rick. Mitch placed the tip of his penis against Rick's anus, and pushed forward, sliding right through Rick's sphincter, and all the way into him - up to the hilt. Rick let out a groan as Mitch's dick slid into him! Without any further preliminaries, Mitch began fucking Rick up the ass, with long slow strokes. Each time he pulled out of Rick, his ass cheeks parted enough for me to get a great look at his own puckered anus. God how I wished I could just grease up my own dick and stuff it up Mitch's hole! I was jacking away, as Mitch was pounding in and out of Rick's ass. After about a minute, Rick began to whimper in addition to his usual moaning and grunting. I knew from experience this meant he was getting close to coming. I could feel the cum starting to rise inside myself too! Suddenly, Mitch yelled "AWW! I'm coming!", and I could see his buttocks squeezing with each shot of hot cum he was pumping deep inside Rick. Rick cried out, "Me too" and I could just see a string of cum shoot out of the tip of his penis, as he masturbated himself, while Rick continued fucking him. I couldn't stand it anymore, and started firing off my own load of cum. Unfortunately, the first gob of it shot out further than I thought it would, and landed right in the middle of Mitch's ass crack, and dribbled downward and over his asshole! Feeling the wetness, Mitch's head whirled around, and he caught me shooting the rest of my load. A grin spread across his face! Soon as he finished shooting his own load, he pulled his dick out of Rick's ass, and crawled over in front of me, and took my cock, which was still dribbling the last of my cum, into his mouth, swallowing what cum he could get yet! I was powerless to stop him, and let my hands drop, as he deepthroated my still hard cock! Man, did that kid's mouth feel great! As Mitch was sucking my dick clean, Rick whirled around and licked up the gob of cum I'd shot between Mitch's ass cheeks, and licked Mitch's ass clean. "Oh God! That feels good!" Mitch groaned. "Guys! OK - it's over!" I struggled to say, pushing Mitch off my dick. "Man your cum tastes good" Mitch said looking up at me smiling. "Yeah, isn't it great?" Rick said, lifting his face from Mitch's ass. "Next time join us, OK?" Mitch said, smiling. I said "well, first of all, I'm sorry I didn't leave as soon as I realized what you were doing, it's just that you two are so hot, and so was what you were doing! Listen, thanks for the cleanup, and the offer to join you in the future, but you guys should be sticking to having sex by yourselves, besides, I'm too old for you! Uh maybe in the future you should find a more private place to have sex too! Be glad it wasn't Benny and Neal who walked in on you!" I pulled up my trunks and went upstairs, as the boys began putting on their swim trunks too. I heard Mitch muttering "think he's mad at us?" "Nah" Rick answered. Brian and I both walked in on several such incidents throughout the summer, involving all three pairs of boys having sex together. Yup, even Benny and Neal were caught in the act a couple of times. My guess is that they spied on or somehow witnessed Mike and Joey sucking each other off, as I almost walked in on them one afternoon in the living room. They both had their pants down around their ankles and were taking turns squatting in front of each other sucking on each other's hard little dicks! Apparently they were both good at it, as they both squealed and moaned with pleasure as the other was sucking on them! After they'd tried that for a while they took turns pretending to butt fuck each other, while standing up. One would face away from the other, and the other would put his hard little dick between the other one's ass cheeks and push it in and out. I wondered just how much they'd witnessed Mike and Joey doing! Brian told me one night how he'd seen Mike laying face down on the hammock, with his dick sticking out through the fly of his shorts, hanging through the net of the hammock, and Joey was underneath him sucking on it! Another time, both Brian and I were in the house looking out the window at Rick and Mitch who were skinny dipping in the pool. They were taking turns diving underwater and sucking on each other. "Guess at least one of them saw us the other night!" I snickered. Brian chuckled. And so the summer went. Fall came, and we were into yet another school year. The following summer was a repeat, with all the boys spending their time with us, although now the older boys didn't need to be babysat anymore. They still came over a lot though. Mike and Joey were beginning to talk about girls, even though they were still having sex themselves, I overheard Joey saying he'd like to try a three-way with Mike and a certain girl in class. Mike sounded interested too. Rick and Mitch were becoming more mature lovers. They spent more time alone together, often coming to join us around lunch time, after having spent the morning together in bed. Occasionally, they would talk to me and Brian about their relationship. You could see that they were exclusively homosexual, and were deeply in love with each other. Rick was "out" to his mother by this point, and Mitch was with his parents too. Apparently the parents were all liberal enough to let the boys work out their relationship for themselves. Benny and Neal were both growing up. The next summer, I noticed when they stripped in front of us, that they'd both sprouted pubic hair, and their penises had started to grow. They proudly displayed their genitals for us. That summer, both began having wet orgasms as well, as I overheard them talking about it. They were still fooling around together, but had also begun to take notice of girls. I walked in on them both in my bedroom jerking off with a playboy magazine that Benny had "borrowed" from his father's collection! As the summer went on, the older boys became more independent, and weren't around as often. Benny and Neal still came over, but they too had some other friends they wanted to spend time with as well. There were actually a few days when Brian and I were alone! We took the opportunity on those days to do some of the things we always meant to accomplish, but never quite got to. Fall came, school began. We had a fun fall, winter and spring. The next summer, we didn't take the boys full time anymore, but they still came over often to visit or swim, when we were home. Brian and I decided in July to travel to Europe. We packed back packs and flew to France. We spent the next four - 6 weeks traveling through France, Germany, Austria, and Italy. We had a great time! Everywhere we went, we tried to find a secluded place at a famous historical site, and have sex! We had sex under the Eifel Tower one night, Brian sucked me off in a rest room at the Louvre, I sucked him off in the top of the bell tower of the Cologne Cathedral. We dry humped each other while riding in a Gondola on the canal in Venice, while the Goldoleer, who must've been gay himself - you could see the outline of his hardon in his pants, tried not to pay attention. We felt each other up in the Vatican (sacriledge!). I butt fucked Brian in the Coliseum in Rome one night. We almost got caught by the guards that night! We came home, and had another great year teaching! The boys were all pretty big now! The older ones would be seniors the following year! We decided we wanted to take them all on a trip, and got their parents to all agree we could take them camping out in the Grand Canyon for 3 weeks! We had a great time! All six of them and the two of us went. We flew to Arizona, rented a van and tents and sleeping bags and got ourselves a couple of burros to carry it all and descended down to the floor of the canyon. We found a great secluded spot and set up our camp. We spent a couple days there, then moved on to another spot, and continued with that pattern till we had to leave to go home. We all had a great time! We had four tents, and each night, after we'd said good night, all you'd hear were the sounds of sex eminating for from each of the four tents. It didn't matter, as by then all the boys knew that each pair was having sex with each other. The first night we pitched our tents so close together, we could hear every moan or comment, which lead to a good deal of wise-cracks and snickering the next morning. After that we pitched them a bit further apart. We had such a good time on that trip, that we all went to the shore for a vacation together, just before school started up again. This time we stayed in two motel rooms though, each with two beds. I put the four older boys in one room together. From what I heard, they had a pretty good time together when they were in their room. Rick confided that the first couple nights they turned out the lights, and both couples had quiet sex in their own beds, but by the third night, the lights stayed on, and it had become pretty much an orgy! The cum stains I noticed on the sheets one morning seemed to back this theory up! I was happy for them, and jealous too - I wished I'd been included! Brian and I had Benny and Neal in with us. We curtailed our sexual relations, but everyone noticed that our showers each morning were taking longer than they needed to! There were a few wise-cracks and snickers about that! One morning, while we were finishing breakfast in the motel's restaurant, Benny and Neal left early to come back to our room. I had to go to the bathroom, and the men's room was closed, so I went back to our room. I walked in, and found the room empty. Thinking they'd left, I opened the bathroom door to go in and take a piss. I found Neal bent over the counter, with Benny standing behind him fucking him up the ass! Both froze and turned red with embarassment. I quickly shut the door saying "Sorry! I'll just go back over to the restaurant with the other guys I guess!". A while later they joined us, both of them were flaming red. Mike looked at Benny and said "what the hell's the matter with you two?" They just got redder. All of a sudden Joey started to snicker, then he teased "I know what you were doing!" They were purple by then. Neal looked ready to cry. Finally, I said "C'mon, lay off - they weren't doing anything you four weren't doing last night!" Then everybody was laughing, even Benny and Neal. All told, we had a great summer, and spent a lot of it with the boys! Brian and I were very happy with each other. We had everything we wanted from life. We each had a great partner we loved, with whom we had passionate sex. We had careers we liked. We had my house. We had several boys we loved, who loved us back, who we were practically helping to raise. Everything was going along wonderfully. Then one day, things began to go bad. For a couple weeks, Brian had been having a lot of pain in his right knee. Finally, I talked him into seeing a doctor. After several tests, it was discovered that Brian had bone cancer. It wasn't just in his leg either. His back had begun to hurt, and they discovered after looking around, that the cancer was in several areas of his body. The doctors said that he needed to start chemo-therapy and radiation treatments right away. They told us that Brian would have a 50/50 chance that it would work. Poor Brian was devestated and terrified. I was a complete wreck myself, but managed to hold myself together as best as I could, so I could be there for Brian. We both took leaves of absence from work and Brian entered the hospital, for the first of a three two-week-long treatments. Daily he had chemo and radiation treatments. He couldn't handle the chemo very well, and was pretty sick. He couldn't keep anything in his stomach. He lost all his hair in the first two weeks. He was so weak, he could barely get up and get to the bathroom. I moved into the hospital with him and personally took care of him. When he slept, which was a lot, I dozed in a chair next to him, or read books. Sarah and the boys came every day, sometimes two or three times a day. Finally, he was released to come home for a couple weeks, before having to go back for more. We went through 3 sets of treatments, before it was over. Each time we came home, I had to carry Brian up the stairs to bed. It was days before he could finally stomach any food without vomiting. He'd lost so much weight - he weighed just over 100 pounds! He was completely bald, and wore a baseball cap most of the time. Once the treatments ended finally, Brian was home recovering for a few weeks, then he went for some follow-up tests. As we waited for the results, Brian began feeling a little stronger, but not much though. One morning I was downstairs, and I heard a crash in our bedroom. I could hear Brian screaming for help. I raced up and found him on the floor. He'd gotten up to go to the bathroom, but his leg had collapsed, and he thought it was broken. I could see it was. I got him as comfortable as I could and called an ambulance. At the hospital they X-Rayed his leg, manipulated it, and set it in a cast, then admitted Brian for more tests. When the doctor finally showed up with the test results, the news wasn't good. Brian's cancer was worse than it had been before. It was to the point that his bones were getting so weak they would break if he used his limbs much. That's why his leg had broken. "So what are we going to do next?" Brian asked. I knew then by the look on the doctor's face that there was nothing we could do. I thought I was going to bite through my lip I was biting down so hard trying not to cry. The doctor was telling Brian we could do some more chemotherapy or radiation. I couldn't hear much anymore, I was totally out of it, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I was glad Brian was looking at the doctor who was on the other side of the bed. Just as Brian was saying "But that didn't work before, why do you think it would work now?" Sarah, Michael and Benny walked in. Sarah took one look at me and whirled the boys around and out of the room. I heard the doctor quietly telling Brian that it might give him a little more time, but that there was nothing they could do anymore to stop the cancer, it was too far gone. Brian sat staring at the doctor, not saying anything. Then he said "Wade, I think Sarah and the boys need you right now." I started to put an arm on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off and said "Wade - go help Sarah NOW please". I got up and left the room. I found Sarah and the boys in the lounge down the hall. The boys were both sitting staring at the floor, wiping their eyes, and Sarah was sitting crying. They all stood up when I came in. I went over and took Sarah in my arms, and we both burst out sobbing. The boys both joined us, and hugged their arms around us and cried too. A few minutes late, out of the corner of my eye I saw the doctor come into the lounge. I pulled us all apart, and asked "How long?" "3-4 months, if he does the chemo, 1-2 if he doesn't, I'm very sorry!" he said. Michael ran from the room crying hysterically, heading for the elevators. Sarah wrapped her arms around Benny and held him while he sobbed. "Go after him Wade" she said, "I'm alright." I ran after Michael and managed to leap onto the elevator with him just before the doors closed. I pressed "G" and as the elevator started for the garage, Michael turned to me, and let me take him in my arms. I guided him off the elevator and over to the side of the garage and we both cried. After a while, we calmed down a little, and he apologized for causing me more trouble, when I should be with Brian. "I think Brian wanted to be alone a while" I said. We sat quietly a few minutes and I asked him if he felt he could go back up and see his uncle. He wasn't sure, but he'd try. We rode back up to Brian's floor. Sarah and Benny were gone. We walked down to Brian's room and they were in with Brian. Brian was laying in bed calmly talking to Benny and Sarah. When I pushed Michael through the door, he saw Mike had been crying and motioned him to sit on the bed with him. He took Mike in his arms, and Mike started crying again, and said "I'm so sorry Uncle Bri" "I know, me too" Brian answered. Brian wouldn't look at me. I don't think he could. I think he knew if he did, he'd lose it. Eventually they left and went home, and finally, Brian turned to face me, as I sat down on the edge of his bed. He looked at me, and finally started crying. He cried in my arms for over an hour, sometimes softly, at times, wracking sobs. I cried along with him. Finally, exhausted, he fell asleep and I laid him back into his pillows, and sat back in the chair next to him. Brian decided not to have the chemotherapy again. He wanted to go home, and not be in a hospital anymore. I ordered a hospital bed and set it up in the living room for him. When we got home, he told me he wanted to be in our bed upstairs, not in a hospital bed, so I carried him upstairs. For the next 12 weeks I took care of Brian. In the beginning I did it all alone. I even went so far as to give Brian a blow job once or twice a day. He liked that! He sucked me off a few times too! Fucking was out of the question, as Brian's bones were too weak now. As time went on, Sarah and all six of the boys began helping out. I was so proud of those boys for not turning away from Brian when he was sick. I kept him upstairs in our bed. He couldn't be carried downstairs, or his bones might break. At first, I tried to sleep in bed with him, but one night I rolled over too far, and cracked one of his ribs. After that I slept in a chair next to the bed, holding his hand, while he slept. Visiting nurses and hospice came to help out. Toward the end, Brian was on a lot of pain medication too. The nurses wanted me to take him to the hospital, but I refused. Brian wanted to die at home! Sarah and the boys and I spent as much time with him as possible. Toward the end, he was asleep most of the time. Finally, one day, he passed into a coma, which he never fully came out of. A couple of mornings later, I woke up holding Brian's hand. It was cold. Brian had passed away. We had a nice funeral for Brian, and buried him with his grandparents. I didn't return to teaching that year. The school year was almost over with by then. Sarah, and Don who was home again, had me to dinner almost every night. The boys all kept coming by to visit a lot, even more so after Brian died. I just didn't feel like company very much. Sometimes they'd just sit quietly with me. I visited Brian's grave pretty much everyday in the beginning, sitting on the ground next to him, talking to him, and crying. Anyone who saw me must've thought I was a complete nut! Eventually the pain eased up a little. The boys continued to come over, constantly trying to get me to do things with them. As summer neared, I began to do a few things. I opened the pool, and cleaned the house up. I still had a lot of Brian's things. I decided to keep a few for myself for mementos, but packed up the rest of Michael and Benny to have. Once summer arrived, the boys seemed to be coming by more again, than they had the previous summers. It helped to get my mind off Brian some of the time. Brian had been my first serious adult love. With time, the pain eased up, but it never totally went away. Eventually, I re-engaged in my life. In late August, I took the boys camping in the mountains. We had a good time. The last night, Rick snuck into my tent after Mitch was asleep. The other boys were apparently asleep too, as all you could hear was snoring. I was still awake, and was lying on top of my bag. Rick laid down next to me, and snuggled up to me. He was 18 now, and almost as big as I was. I felt his hand start to rub my crotch. "I thought you might like some company" he whispered, and before I could answer he had his hand in my sweatpants, moving down toward my crotch. I hadn't had sex in ages. It felt so good. Years earlier, Rick and I had had sex a couple of times, but not since then. He tried to pull my sweats down over my hips, I lifted up off the ground so he could pull them down. Then I felt his mouth go down over my already hard cock. He sucked slowly up and down my shaft, and pumped the base of it with his thumb and forefinger. With his other hand, he reached up and started squeezing my right nipple gently. It didn't take me long to feel my orgasm starting to build. Rick sucked up and down my shaft, and I began humping up and down to meet his mouth. He could tell I was getting close, so he increased his speed a little. Suddenly I let out a quiet gasp, and started shooting my cum into Rick's mouth. He swallowed it just in time to receive a second load, which was followed by a third, fourth and so on. Rick swallowed it all, and only after I'd finished, did he lick me clean, and release my dick. I pulled my pants back up, and he laid back down next to me. "You want me to do you?" I asked. "No - thanks anyway though, Mitch handled it earlier" he said. "Why'd you do it?" I asked. "I know you haven't had anyone since Brian died", he said, "So I thought maybe it'd be easier for you if the first time afterward, it was someone you knew, who loves you." "You're such a great guy! Thanks!" I told him, and kissed him on the forhead. We laid quietly in each other's arms a bit, then I told him he'd best get back to his tent before anyone found out. So he kissed me quickly on the lips, squeezed my crotch, got up and went quietly back to his own tent. That fall, the four older boys all began college. All four of them left home and went away to school. Only Benny and Neal were left, and they were high school freshmen now. They came by to visit every so often yet though. I went back to teaching, and playing piano at the bar. My life entered a rather quiet period, that lasted until the following summer, when something happened that dramatically changed my life... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you enjoyed this chapter, Keep your eyes open for "Chapter 16 - My son Connor" - where I tell about my son, and everything that happened to me as a result of having him in my life.