Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2019 21:02:47 -0500
From: gwen uni <unicorn2012111@gmail.com>
Subject: Campbell Boys part 2 by Cutter09 bisexual adult/youth

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The Campbell Boys part 2

Campbell Boys
Chapter 6-10
Chapter 6

  Jenny had slept with Jacob that night, and he fucked her, but only after
she asked him to. The next day at breakfast, she announced to the boys,
that she was only fucking Jacob from now on. The other boys were
disappointed, to say the least, but Jacob was grinning from ear to ear.

  Toby had another driving lesson, Jenny and Jacob spent much of the day in
bed, and I was working in my office. Which left Clay and Tyler to their own
devices.

  About noon, Clay came in and ask if Caden could have lunch with us.

  "Who is Caden?"

  "The boy next door. You don't know your neighbors?"

  "I had no idea I had neighbors." My property takes up the space between
my house and the next intersection, which is the only way out of my
area. There is a gated house on the other side, but I have never seen
anyone there, or a car go in or anything. The rest of the area is wooded.

  "Yes, he's twelve, and a nice kid. I met him while I was exploring the
woods across the street. So, can he come for lunch?"

  "Tell him to ask his mother, but I have no objection."

  "He doesn't have a mom, and his dad is out of town."

  Good lord, what fresh hell is this, to quote Dorothy Parker?

  "Sure Clay, bring him in. Ada is picking up burgers after Toby's lesson,
so call her and add to the order," I had recently given Ada a raise, at
this rate she will need another, deservedly.

  When I finished the project I was working on, I went out to meet the
neighbor kid. Boy did I meet him.

  Tyler, Clay, and an angel were in my pool naked. Light brown hair, green
eyes, a face that could sell anything on TV. My boys, Toby and Jacob, were
handsome, with chiseled features. This boy was pretty, with soft almost
feminine features. Jenny was cute, but he put her to shame.

  I was stunned, and stood with my mouth agape, until Clay said "Hey
Robert, this is Caden, but he likes to be called Cade."

  "Hi, Cade, I'm Robert." The gods did smile upon me again, because this
angel stepped from the pool, to shake my hand. This delightful child was in
the early stages of puberty. His circumcised penis was about 2½ inches
[6 cm] soft, nice nuts beginning to plump and hang, a few whispies just at
the base. Just a beautiful specimen of boyhood.

  About that time, Ada arrived with the food. "Oh Jesus, another naked
boy. Are we starting our own weird zoo or something?"

  "It would appear so Ada."

  "He's a beauty though," Ada said behind her hand, to me.

  During lunch, I discovered that Cade's father was an Ambassador in
Europe. He travels a lot, and is seldom home. Cade had just returned from
being with him, to get ready for school to start.

  "Surely, he doesn't leave you to fend for yourself, does he?" I asked.

  "Well, not exactly. Maria our housekeeper is suppose to look after
me. But I could die in my room, and it would be weeks before she'd find
me."

  "I'm sure that's not quite true, Cade." I thought the little fucker just
wants us to feel sorry for him.

  "See for yourself. The gate code is 6662. Front door is unlocked. You'll
probably find her passed out on the sofa in the living room. If she's not
there, try her room. Top of the stairs on the right."

  I didn't want him to think I didn't trust him, so I waited a while before
checking his story. I found the front door unlocked, just as he said. I
announced myself loudly, so she wouldn't think I was a burglar and shoot
me.

  When I got no response, I wandered into the living room, and there she
lay. Passed out cold, booze bottle beside her on the table. She was
overweight, sloven, and could have been 40 or 60, who knows.

  I took out my phone and started videoing. Then I tried to wake her by
shaking her shoulder. Then again roughly, and again, even rougher and
yelling her name. On the video it probably looked like I was being cruel,
but she finally woke up.

  "Mmm. Muy guapo, gringo. Jew want some of dis? I bery bery bueno for
jew," she slurred in broken english, or was it broken spanish?

  Reaching for her bottle, I said "No thanks. I just wanted to give you
this."

  "Gracias gringo."

  I walked around videoing the downstairs, making sure to get Maria in the
picture often. Then I went up stairs, into each room, videoing. I found the
study, and his desk. I went through the drawers, finding personal and
confidential papers. Making sure I got it all on video, then left.

  Back home I asked Ada to keep the kids busy but send Cade to me.

  "Call your father, please," I told him.

  He dialed on his cell phone. When his father answered he said "Hi Dad"
and I took the phone from him.

  "Is this Ambassador David Hastings?"

  "Yes, who are you? What have you done with my son? You can't get away
with this, I will hunt you..."

  "PLEASE, Ambassador. I think we need to skype."

  When we were face to face, I said "Ambassador, I am not a kidnapper and I
mean no harm to your son or you. You may freeze frame my face to show the
police if you like." I paused for a moment while he did just that.

  "I am, in fact, your neighbor. I want you to see something." I held up my
phone to the camera, and ask if it was clear. Then I pushed play.

  I could see him tense up, especially when I went through his desk.

  "As you can see, I could have been anyone, ransacking your house. I could
have easily kidnapped your son, and burned your house to the ground before
that woman would have noticed.

  "Your son is swimming in my pool with my two sons and some friends, as we
speak. He is perfectly safe, had a good lunch, and is having fun now.

  "I don't want to cause any trouble for you, sir, but you can't leave your
son in that woman's care."

  "Yes, I see what you mean. I'm sorry, I had no idea. He has told me she
doesn't pay attention to him. I just thought he was acting out because he
doesn't like her. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."

  I told him my name and where I live.

  "You own that big house on the corner?" Like I said, my house is
impressive.

  "Yes."

  "I will have the authorities remove Maria first thing in the morning. It
will take a day or two for me to get there, may Caden stay with you till
then?"

  "Not a problem. You may have the authorities contact me if you would
like, I will show them the vids."

  "That probably won't be necessary, but thanks. Oh, and Robert, Thank you
for bringing this to my attention. You handled it perfectly."

  Cade was very happy to learn that he would get to stay for a few days. He
seemed to really enjoy the pool, and I'm sure it's not because of the
water. He practically ignored Jenny, however, he paid a of lot attention to
the other boys, particularly Toby and Jacob.

  I asked Toby if he would mind if Cade used his room while he was with
us. Toby just looked at me as if to say "Like I ever use it."

  After dinner the kids watched a movie in the theater, and then played
video games. Ada, bless her heart, crashed early. Toby and I shared a
shower, and were just climbing into bed, when Cade burst through the door.

  "Robert! Jacob is fucking Jenny! I went to say good night, and he was on
top of her and fucking her. Really fucking her!"

  "Did you knock before entering his room, or did you burst in like you did
just now?"

  "No, I didn't knock. But he's fucking her."

  "First Cade, in this house we respect each other's privacy by knocking
before entering. Second I'm aware that they have sex, so stop being a
tattle tail. Third you are too young to be using such foul
language. Fourth, anything in this house done without clothes or otherwise
disapproved of by society, is not to be spoken of outside this house. Or
you may not be allowed here anymore. Do you understand?"

  "Yes, sir. I'm sorry."

  "Toby, will you take him back to his room?"

  When Toby stood, Cade noticed he was nude and hard. "That's the biggest
dick I ever saw. Wait a minute. Are you two going to fu... uh... have sex?"

  Toby said "Not if you keep bothering us."

  Cade was at a loss for words momentarily, then said sheepishly "Can I
stay for a while. I mean, I haven't ever seen anyone... you know... 'cept
on the internet."

  I looked at Toby, and he just shrugged. "Okay, you can stay a while, but
you must never tell a soul about it."

  He instantly threw off his tee shirt, and went for the button on his
shorts.

  "Why are you getting undressed?"

  "I always jerk off when I watch porn. I can't do it with my clothes on,"
Toby and I cracked up laughing, and he finished undressing.

  He was already hard, sporting a very nice 4½ incher [11 cm]. He wasn't
as big as me, but he was certainly headed in that direction. Damn, does
every kid on the planet have a bigger cock than me?

  I have never performed for an audience, so I felt awkward as I reached
for Toby's cock. Cade suddenly asked "Are you going to suck it?"

  "Yes, Cade, I am." I hoped that would shock him into silence.

  "Then you're gonna fuck him?" he asked as he stroked his hard cock.

  "Probably not, Cade. But if you keep interrupting, you may have to
leave."

  "Sorry, I'm just curious. I don't know how this works. I've never done
anything before," he said excitedly.

  Toby nudged me and said "Do it."

  I thought for a moment, then asked Cade "Do you shoot yet."

  "You mean like sperms? Yeah I started about four months ago. I love
it. Scared me the first time, so I looked it up on the internet. Then I got
all these website popups. Man, I have been hooked on porn ever since."

  "Come over here." Cade knee walked up to the head of the bed, his cock
swinging at each step, begging to be sucked.

  When he got close enough I put my arm around his little butt, and drew
his spike to my mouth. "Oh... Oh... That's feels... Oh," he lasted about
thirty seconds before I got his sweet boy juice. It wasn't as big a load as
Toby or even Jacob shoots, but it was delicious.

  I hoped that would calm him down enough for Toby and I to have some time
together.

  "That was even better than jerking off," he said breathlessly.

  Toby must have gotten even hotter watching me blow the boy, he just said
"On your back Rob." When I complied, he told Cade to straddle my face in a
sixty nine position. As Cade got in place, Toby got between my legs.

  "Suck it," he said to the boy. Cade reached for Toby's cock and
tentatively took it into his mouth. I did the same with Cade's.

  "That's it, get it nice and wet. slobber on it good." Then Toby took his
cock out of Cade's mouth and aimed it at my waiting ass.

  "Oh shit... That's gonna hurt," Cade said.

  Toby just popped the head in a bit so the boy could see. Then he reached
for the lube. When he lined up again, he took it slower than usual, so that
Cade could enjoy the view.

  "Oh man! You're gonna stick that whole big thing in him?"

  "Yes, and he is going to love it. Aren't you Rob?"

  I could only mumble with my mouth full of boy cock.

  Once he got it in, he slowly started pumping me. Then he picked up the
speed, as Cade watched in fascination.

  Toby knows me so well, that after a couple of minutes he told Cade "Take
his dick into your mouth, I'm gonna fuck a load out of him." Cade did as he
was told, and was rewarded with a mouthful of my cream.

  When the first squirt hit his mouth, he emptied into mine. It was almost
reflexive. He spurted with each squirt of mine.

  Toby kept fucking me, Cade and I kept sucking. It wasn't long until I
felt my juice rising. I shot another load into Cade's mouth, and he did the
same for me. Then Toby unloaded in my belly.

  Cade collapsed on top of me, his cock still hard. After a couple of
minutes he said "That was awesome."

  Toby pulled out of me, and lay beside us. "Rob, you're the best fuck
ever."

  Cade looked up and said "Really? Can I fuck you too Rob?"

  "No Cade, my ass belongs to Toby." That put a smile on Toby's face.

***

  Ada woke us early, "Good Lord." We were laying side by side, with Cade in
the middle, Toby and I each had an arm around him. "This place is turning
into an Asian whorehouse."

  "No,... I'm not getting paid," I replied.

  "Toby, you have a class in about an hour," she set my espresso on the
table, and exited.

  Toby got in the shower, and I woke Cade with another first class blow
job. I enjoy sucking his cock.

  As Ada and Toby were leaving, she said. "There's a bunch of cops out
here."

  I went over to the Hastings house, and they were looking for a way in. I
just walked up to the gate, and entered the code. They stormed inside the
gates and up to the door. I walked up as they were ringing the bell, and I
casually turned the knob and the door swung open.

  The cop in charge said "You must be Robert," I nodded and directed them
into the living room where Maria was again, passed out.

  I went upstairs to make sure no one went into the Ambassador's
office. The cops gave Maria a chance to pack a bag, and escorted her off
the premises.

  I called my security company and explained the situation. They had a man
there in half an hour. He changed all the locks, the gate and alarm codes,
and gave the keys and codes to me.

  It took a good part of the day, so at lunch time, Ada brought me a couple
of sandwiches, and a couple for the security man too. I told her to grab a
few clothes for Cade, and she said "Okay, but I doubt he will use them."

  As usual she was right. When I got home, I found Jacob fucking Jenny in
her room and Cade was in Jacob's room giving blow jobs to Tyler and
Clay. That boy is a natural born cocksucker. Kind of like me, I guess.

  Shaking my head, I went to my own room, where I found Toby. He was hard
and waiting. "Those kids have been sucking and fucking all day. I need you
on your knees now, Rob," I love when he takes charge. I was on my knees in
a flash.

  Cade was with us three more days, before his father arrived. He spent
much of that time on his knees blowing one or another of the boys. There
wasn't a cock in the house he didn't suck at least ten times in those three
days. He was insatiable.

  One night he ask me to take his anal cherry, which I did, while he sucked
Toby. Then Toby fucked me while Cade and I sixty nined.

  Cade's father arrived one afternoon. I had Ada take Cade and pick him up
at the airport, and I got the kids all presentable.

  I found Hastings to be a quite personable man. Friendly and good sense of
humor

  Shaking my hand, he said "Robert, I can't thank you enough."

  I told him not to mention it, and about the security changes. I gave him
the keys and codes. I said I had stayed there when the cops removed Maria,
and while the technician worked. I told him I didn't think there was
anything missing from the house except Maria.

  He laughed and thanked me again. He said he was in the process of finding
a replacement for Maria. That she was the mother of a school friend of
his. The friend had been arrested on drug charges, so he took her in.

  I told him maybe the drug charges should have been clue to her parenting
skills and trustworthiness. He nodded and said I was right about that.

  Just then, I had a brilliant idea. I gave him a number and told him to
ask for Elise. I explained how she was going to be raising her niece, whom
he had just met, and might be interested. I also said she was intelligent,
trustworthy, and skilled. Not to mention, easy on the eyes.

  A few days later, my phone rang. "Robert, you son of a bitch." I
recognized Elise's voice immediately.

  "Have I done something wrong?"

  "No, I just like jerking your chain. Is there anything you can't do?"

  "Yes. I can't fly without a plane, avoid taxes, or give birth. Other than
that, I'm pretty useful."

  "I agee. The Ambassador said it was you who told him to call me. He
offered me a job, and a place to stay. He even called a friend in
Washington. The legal hassles about Jenny are over. Speaking of which, why
don't you bring Jenny and come over. I'm at the Ambassador's house."

  Knowing that Jenny was in Jacob's room, I said "Well, she's kinda busy
right now."

  "Not Toby, I hope," she said worriedly.

  "No, just Jacob. She only does Jacob now," I told Elise about what
Jenny's father had done, and about my chat with her.

  "My god Robert, I expected years of therapy before getting her that far."

  "Well, don't give up on the therapy, just yet. I think she may need it
because of her father and what he did to her. The problem is now, I think
Jenny and Jacob are in love. They only come out to eat or swim, otherwise
they fuck all day."

  "I should be so lucky." Elise laughed. "It's still amazing what you have
done."

  I told Elise we would be there soon.

  Ambassador Hastings opened the door when I rang. I already knew the gate
code."Robert, great to see you again. Come on in, have a seat." Elise
appeared and grabbed me for a hug, and kiss.

  "Robert, Cade and I have had a lot of time to talk these last few
days. He told me about your boys, and their mom. Then Elise comes and tells
me what you did for her. To tell you the truth, I don't know if I should
have you sainted or marry you. I would, however, be proud to have you as a
friend," the ambassador said.

  "Yeah, let's just go with that. I don't look too hot in a wedding dress."

  He laughed and continued. "I also heard what you did for Ada."

  "Well there are only a handful of people who could and would tell you
about that. I'm guessing it was Jim."

  "Right on the first guess. Jim has handled a few things for me, and Elise
mentioned him so I gave him a call. He spoke very highly of you."

  "He better, I know all the dirt on him since he was seven, I know where
all the bodies are buried too."

  "We have other acquaintances in common as well. They all tell me that you
are very handy with investments. I would love it if you would take me on as
a client as well."

  "I think that can be arranged. Just tell me how much you want to
lose... I mean invest." They both laughed at that.

  "How is it that we have been neighbors for five years, and haven't met?"

  "I would assume it was careful planning on your part. I live here year
round, you seem to travel a lot. That and both our houses are pretty
secluded. So what is the latest on Cade? Did you and Elise come to an an
agreement?"

  "Elise has consented to come work for me. I can't tell you how grateful I
am that you put me in touch with her. With her situation and mine, it is a
perfect arrangement. She will be here during the school year, and bring
Cade to Europe, during the summer. I will make it home some, but not often,
and it's good to know someone like you is here if they need you."

  "I'm happy to help Elise anytime."

  "Elise why don't you show Jenny to her room."

  "My room? You mean I'm gonna live here? Next door to Jacob?"

  "Yes Jenny. I am officially your guardian, like Robert is to Toby and
Jacob," Elise stated happily.

  After they left the room, the Ambassador turned to me and asked "Tell me
the truth Robert, did you ever tap that nice looking piece?"

  "I can't say I had that pleasure. I can tell you this though. She likes
things proper. She probably won't sleep with her employer. You will have to
court her and spend time outside the employee/boss relationship."

  "Thanks for the heads up. Now, you have done so much for me, and all
without being asked. Surely there is something I can do for you."

  I thought for a moment, then said "As a matter of fact, what school do
you send Cade to?"

  "Brightridge Academy, fine school, hard to get into though. I will see
what I can do for you."

  "That would be a great help, David. Do you mind if I call you David,
Ambassador seems rather formal."

  "Shit, my bad. I insist, we're friends after all."

  At home, I saw Ada heading out the back with a guitar. "Where did you
find that and what are you doing with it?"

  "I was putting some of Gloria's things away in the storeroom, and found
it. I was going to throw the old thing out."

  "I haven't seen that since high school. What do you mean throw it out? Do
you know what this is? It's a 1965 Gretsch 6120. John Lennon and George
Harrison played one like this. There should be an amp with it somewhere."

  "Amp? Would that be a black box looking thing with knobs on it?"

  "Yes. Have you seen it?"

  "I think I know where it is," she said while looking nervous. She headed
toward the trash bins.

  When she returned, I plugged it in and hooked up the Gretsch. I strummed
a few cords.

  "It still works. See if you recognize this." Of course I started playing
Inda Godda Divida. It was the first thing that came to mind, and rolled off
my fingers.

  "Sure, I know that. It's Beethoven's fifth symphony." The boys had
gathered by then and started laughing.

  Jacob said "Even I know that is Iron Butterfly's Inda Godda Divida."

  "Give the man a cigar," I said pointing at him.

  "Dad, I didn't know you played the guitar," Toby said

  "Well, I haven't since my band broke up junior year of high school."

  "Can I try it?" ask Jacob.

  I took the strap from around my neck and placed it around his, and
adjusted it. Then I put his left hand on the neck of the guitar, and
started show him some chords. He suddenly strummed out a perfect
chord. Shocked me back for a second. Then he started playing.

  He played a soft hypnotic tune that stopped me dead in my tracks. After
about a minute, Ada said "That's beautiful, what is it?"

  Through tear filled eyes, I said "Stairway to heaven." I paused for
another minute, as everyone listened to Jacob play. "The most incredible
rendition of it I've ever heard."

  Toby said "He has dozens of guitar books, but I had no idea he was
teaching himself to play."

  "Teaching himself?"

  "Yeah, as far as I know, this is the first time he ever actually held a
guitar."

  My God. Jacob was a natural musician.

  When he finished I pulled myself together, and said "I started playing
guitar when I was six years old and played all the way through high
school. I even had a band for a while. But I was never as good as you are
right now. Jacob, my son, you are a musician. You have pure, raw,
talent. That guitar deserves to be played by you. It's yours. Thank God Ada
didn't throw it away. I might never have heard it played the way it should
be."

  "You mean, I can keep it?" He asked incredulously.

  "Absofuckinglutely."

  After a killer hug, he took the guitar upstairs.

  "You boys never cease to amaze me," I said to Toby. Then turning to Ada,
"What's wrong Ada?" She was practically blubbering.

  "I thought I had heard Stairway to Heaven before. I've never heard it
like that."

  "Yes it was quite moving for me as well," I said taking her into my arms.

  "That damn boy can play," she said, back in bad nanny mode.

  About then, Jacob reappeared. "Dad! Dad! Do you know what this is?"

  "Yes, Jacob, I know exactly what it is. It's a 1965 Gretsch 6120."

  "Did you know it's worth about 5 thousand dollars?"

  "I suspected so."

  "And I can still keep it?"

  "Yes."

  I went to my office and called Jim. Then I called David, and asked for a
quick meeting. He said he would be right over.

  I wasn't thinking about what may be going on in the rest of the house, as
I gathered the stuff that I wanted to show David.

  Ada showed David into my office a while later. "There are three naked
boys in your pool, and one is hung like a horse." Shit! Shit! Shit!

  "That would be my son, Toby. The other two are his friends Tyler and
Clay. My son Jacob is in his room playing guitar."

  "That's Jacob playing? I thought it was music on a home sound
system. He's very good."

  "Thanks. Sorry about the nudity, I didn't tell them you were coming. We
have gotten in the habit of swimming nude."

  "That's quite alright. I must admit I enjoyed the view, and now I know
why Cade liked it here so much. I think my son may be gay. I'm not
complaining, I had a bit of a spell in my youth as well, if you get my
drift."

  I definitely got his drift. "I know exactly what you mean."

  "Did Cade swim nude while he was here?"

  "Yes. Is that a problem?"

  "No, no. Not at all. I was just... well I haven't seen the boy since he
was five or six, I was wondering how... you know, how he has developed."

  I was beginning to like David even more. "He is about this long and this
big around," I said, indicating with my fingers. "And quite tasty too, I
must say," I added, hoping I had read him right.

  David broke out in a huge smile. "Can he shoot yet?"

  "Yeah, like a stud horse," I exaggerated a bit. "And he's got the cutest
little whispies you ever saw," I laid it on thick to see just how
interested he was. He was almost drooling.

  "I love whispies," he said like he was in a dreamworld.

  "We'll get back to that later. I have a proposal you might be interested
in."

  I showed him some info on a company that was prime for a takeover.

  "Okay, what does all that mean?" Obviously not a numbers guy.

  "This is my projections of what we need to spend to upgrade and
improvements," I said handing him another folder. "And this is my
projections under new management. " Giving him one last folder.

  "Holy shit. Are these numbers for real?"

  "Real enough that I'm willing to put up fifty two percent. I'm offering
you and Jim twenty four percent each. The takeover is inevitable, I was
going to offer the other half to a group of my customers, but decided to
give you and Jim first crack at it."

  "How much are we talking about?"

  "Seven up front, three more, during the next year, for each of you and
Jim."

  He seemed a bit reluctant, so I said "Look at page three, of the first
file, line 16. Their real estate holdings are worth more than their
stock. If all else fails, we sell the land and still break even."

  "Well, I will have to do some checking before I sign, but it looks solid
enough. You've probably got yourself a new partner."

  "In that case, how about a dinner, and pool party tonight to celebrate?"

  "That would be great, but what about Elise?" He asked nervously.

  "She has already seen my boys, Cade will be the only new one for
her. Also there will be Jenny, who isn't hard to look at either."

  "Oh my god, you've seen Jenny nude? She's a little hottie."

  "Yes, and yes she is. Shall we say around seven?"

  They arrived right on time. This was also to be Tyler and Clay's last
night with us, as their parents were returning. So they were making the
best of it, and were already in the pool. Jenny came out and immediately
stripped, and jumped in, headed for Jacob. When Cade saw that his father
didn't throw a fit about seeing Jenny nude, he too stripped and jumped in.

  David came over to me and said "My god it's a smorgasbord. I don't know
where to look first."

  I handed him a scotch and said "I think you will need this."

  "Cade is beautiful, isn't he? Quite a nice package on him already too."

  "Just as I said it was," I answered as I poured my own drink.

  "Look at the tight little pussy on Jenny," he continued

  "Little, yes, but I don't know how tight anymore."

  "What do you mean, she is only eleven?"

  "You'll see, I'm sure."

  Within a couple of minutes, Jacob and Jenny went into the pool house,
followed shortly by Tyler and Cade.

  "Come with me." We went over to the window of the pool house, nearest the
cabana. From this vantage point, we could see in, and not be seen from the
kitchen of the main house, where Elise and Ada were preparing dinner.

  Jacob was already plowing Jenny's little hole. Tyler was watching them,
as Cade got down on his knees in front of him.

  "Is Cade going to...?" Just then Cade swallowed Tyler's rampant cock. "Oh
man. I knew he was gay, but he is natural sword swallower. He really loves
it." Cade's father said

  "He is pretty talented at it," I told him

  "Has he ever blown you?" A very direct question. Up till now, we skirted
around them. I could see the tent in David's shorts, so I went with it.

  "Yes, and I fucked him once. He prefers to suck though."

  "Jacob is going to be as big as his brother. I can't believe he got all
his cock in Jenny."

  "Jenny is in love with Jacob. But watch what happens to Cade when Tyler
cums in his mouth."

  About twenty seconds later, Tyler groaned and we watched as he unloaded
in Cade. Cade had been holding his cock, but not stroking it. When Tyler
blew, so did Cade. He shot a really nice load on Tyler's feet.

  "Did he just cum without stroking his cock? From just having Tyler cum in
his mouth?"

  "Yep, he does that a lot. I told you, he prefers to suck."

  "I'm gonna need another drink," he said, obviously getting over excited.

  "I will get it for you, but you might want to take care of that," I said,
indicating to his swollen cock.

  "Yes, that would probably be best."

  "There is a men's room in the cabana," I informed him.

  We had a wonderful meal on the patio. I had set the pool lights to change
colors, and turned the patio lights to a romantic setting.

  "I was just sitting here thinking," Elise began. "I've seen every kid in
this house naked within 24 hours of meeting them."

  Ada piped in with "Well you've got me there. It was 48 hours before I saw
Toby and Jacob. Almost three weeks before I saw Tyler and Clay. But Cade
and Jenny within a couple of hours."

  "If you hadn't told me about Robert's espresso, I probably wouldn't be
ahead of you," Elise accused, then added "And that would be a loss."

  "Yes, they are all very attractive kids," I put in.

  "Hey, us adults are attractive too," Ada insisted.

  "Yes, Ada, you're pretty without your clothes, and asleep." That earned
me a smack in the shoulder.

  "You've seen Ada nude?" David asked

  "Yeah many years ago. So it's just you and Elise that have escaped my
eyes."

  "Well, we will have to change that," said David, the he stood, pulled off
his shirt and shoes. For a man a few years older than the rest of us, he
wasn't in bad shape. Then off came his shorts, revealing what would
probably grow to a nice eight incher, and a set of balls that would choke a
hooker. He walked casually to the pool and jumped in among the now
screaming kids.

  Cade being the loudest, with "Look everybody, my dad's naked."

  Both ladies tried to act uninterested, but their eyes were drawn to his
package.

  Clay and Jacob immediately started in on the rest of us to join in. I
know they just wanted to see Elise without clothes. Soon all the kids, and
David too, were chanting "Naked. Naked. Naked."

  I looked at Ada, then we both looked at Elise. "Oh... Alright." We stood
and got naked.

  Elise was very nice looking. Having not bore children and staying active,
she was in really nice shape. Ada, even after her early years of abuse, was
in good shape. Both of the ladies and most of the kids had seen me naked so
that wasn't a problem for me.

  Soon we were all splashing about. Adults splashing kids and kids
splashing adults. Everybody trying to dunk everybody else. Balls on heads,
tits flapping in the air. Just nude mayhem.

  I know that my dick got tugged, and I'm sure more than one pussy got
fingered by more than one hand.

  Ada was the first to give up. She went to the cabana, and retrieved
towels and fluffy robes for everyone.

  The adults got out, and toweled off. We donned robes, but no one bothered
to tie them.

  "I haven't had this much fun in years," David stated.

  "Yes, it was quite enjoyable. We should do this again sometime," Elise
agreed.

  We all had another drink and toasted our new partnership. Elise and Ada
cleared the table and the kids were told to get out of the pool.

  Jenny sat in David's lap, straddling his left leg, which had an immediate
effect on him. I had guessed right about his size, eight inches [20 cm] and
reasonably thick. Not Toby size, but respectable.

  Cade asked "Dad, will my dick get as big as yours?"

  "It appears that you are certainly on your way, Son."

  Elise came out and noticed David's cock standing tall beside her nieces
hip. She shook her head and muttered "Men." Jenny didn't even pay any
attention to the cock beside her. She had seen many, and this wasn't the
one she was interested in.

  David's eyes hardly left Elise, which did nothing to alleviate his
erection.

  Later David and Elise left taking Cade and Jenny with them. Tyler and
Clay would be leaving in the morning. Finally after so long, my house would
get back to normal. Well, except now I had two sons.

Chapter 7

  School was starting soon. The boys were enrolled in Brightridge Academy,
thanks to David's help. It is a great school with an outstanding
reputation. The male students wear blue blazers and ties, the females wear
blue pleated skirts and white blouses.

  Ada took the boys to get what they needed for school. Paper, pens,
notebooks, backpacks, etc. Later I took them to the mall to get regular
clothes. Of course we visited Derrick, who was very happy to see us.

  After assisting Toby in the dressing room, Jacob said he needed help
too. This was a first for him, he usually likes to do his own thing, and
pick what he wants.

  While Derrick worked with Jacob, I asked Toby what happened in the
dressing room. "I was going to try on some pants, and Derrick insisted they
would fit much better with different underwear, so I let him pick some
which I put on in front of him. He just about wet his pants when he saw me
hard. He just reached in and pushed my cock down so he could zip me up. He
loved it."

  "I just bet he did," I chuckled.

  Derrick seemed to take a extra long time with Jacob, especially
considering Jacob usually doesn't need help. When they finally came out
with the things that Jacob wanted to buy, I noticed Derrick was even more
nervous than usual.

  "Everything you chose today is on sale, 50 percent off." Which I thought
a little strange, there were no sale tags or signs anywhere. I also noticed
that Derrick had a new name tag. This one said 'Manager' on it.

  "So you're the manager of this store now?" I asked

  "Yes, I made manager just after your big purchases this summer. With your
two boys and Ada bringing in the other two boys, my sales soared."

  "Glad I could help," I said

  In the car, I asked Jacob why he needed help today.

  "I didn't, I just wanted to tease him like Toby does. Then I decided a
blow job wasn't a bad idea. So when I got naked to try on the new
underwear, and pants, I just stood there in front of him. He hesitated for
a moment, till I pushed his head down to my dick. He got the message real
quick then. He's not as good as Cade, but he did okay. Guess he was nervous
cause you were waiting outside. I blew my load and he swallowed it."

  No wonder we got 50 per cent off.

  Toby had his license now, so I let him drive home. I was sitting in the
front passenger seat, with my foot constantly hitting the imaginary brake
on my side. He still won't be able to drive alone until he is sixteen. Toby
isn't reckless, it's just what happens when someone else is driving instead
of me.

  David had gone back to Europe, leaving Elise in charge at home. Some
afternoons, one or both of the kids were at my house. Swimming, or sucking
and fucking. If Jenny didn't come over, Jacob was content to let Cade blow
him. Toby didn't partake, he got his at night in my bed.

  The last few weeks I spent much of my time working on my clients
portfolios, market analysis, recommendations, trades, etc. I now know how
it feels to be a working mom. It is difficult to balance the two. Trying to
spend time with my boys, and doing a good job for my clients.

  When school started, it was easier. I had all day in my office when the
boys were in school. By the time they got home, the stock market was closed
and I could spend my evenings with them.

  Brightridge Academy, consists of both middle and high school. Grades 7-12
all in one large building. There is a sister school, called Cambridge, on a
separate campus that handles k-6 grades.

  The first day, Ada received a call from the school, asking if she could
bring Jacob's guitar when she picked up the boys. The dean of students, at
David's request, took Jacob to meet the music director, who wanted to hear
him play. Jacob wanted his own instrument to feel more comfortable.

  During the last period of classes, Jacob performed for the director, his
class, Ada, and the dean.

  Jacob did his own rendition of Sleepwalk, and the class applauded. The
director just nodded his head and ask Jacob to play something else. He did
George Harrison's While My Guitar Gently Weeps, only this time he sang the
lyrics too.

  According to Ada, the director asked Jacob how long he had been taking
lessons. When Jacob said he hadn't had any lessons, the director said
"Bullshit" then had to apologize to the class and the dean, for using
profanity. Then he asked to hear something else.

  Jacob played Stairway to Heaven, like he did for us, which got him a
standing ovation from the class.

  The director went to his cabinet and pulled out some books. Handing one
to Jacob, he said "Go home and read this."

  Jacob looked through the book and said "Most of this I learned playing
Guitar Hero. Got anything else?"

  The director gave him another, and Jacob said he had already read it.

  "You've read this, and yet you say you've never had any lessons?" The
director thought Jacob was lying.

  "There was a music store near our old house, I used to hang out there
after school. Then it went out of business about a year ago. They threw out
a lot of stuff. That was one of books they threw out. I got a bunch of
sheet music too, but it's mostly for piano. I sometimes played on the
keyboards they had there too, but mostly I like the guitar."

  The director gave him a funny look and ask "What was the name of the
store?'

  "Hammersteins, over on Fulton road. There was a nice old man that worked
there, named George. He let me hang out, and when it wasn't busy, we'd
listen to the old records they had. Sometimes, if there was something I
wanted to read, he'd let me take it, but I had to promise not to bend the
pages, so he could still sell it."

  The director studied Jacob for a moment, then said "You can't be that
Jacob. Jacob was very poor, couldn't even afford decent shoes, let alone
this school."

  "Well, I was poor then. What do you mean THAT Jacob?"

  "Hammersteins was started 75 years ago by my grandfather on my mother's
side. My parents took it over from them. George was my father," he paused
for a moment. "My father passed away last year. Mom wasn't up to running
it, and business wasn't that good anyway, so we closed it."

  "My father spoke of a boy named Jacob who came into the store almost
everyday. He said the boy was poor, but loved anything to do with music. He
told me Jacob devoured everything he could get his hands on, and was
probably a musical genius. If you are that Jacob, I am very happy to meet
you."

  "I'm sorry about George, I mean your father. He was always really nice to
me."

  "So, Jacob, where did you get that guitar?"

  "My new dad gave it to me. He played it in high school."

  "New dad?" The director asked.

  So Jacob gave him a rundown of the last few months. "And this is
Ada. She's our... What are you anyway, Ada?"

  "I'm the resident slave," Ada quipped.

  "Pleased to meet you too, Ada. Now, Jacob, could you play one more song
before you leave?"

  Jacob played another tune, that was up tempo, but somehow, hypnotic.

  "Jacob, that was very moving, but I'm sorry to say I didn't recognize
it," the director noted

  "That's because I just made it up."

  At home when they were relaying this to me, I ask what was the result of
the meeting.

  "I'm going to have two classes in music a day, well if I do good in math
that is. The math teacher agreed to let me study on my own, and just take
the tests. If I get passing grades then I can continue with the extra music
class."

  "Is that what you want? Are you good in math?"

  "Yeah, I always made A's in math, so it shouldn't be a problem."

  "They say that music is mathematical, I guess there is a connection," I
proposed. "Well as long as you make your grades, it's alright with me. I
know how much you like it."

  Friday of the first week of school, Jacob came home very excited. The
music director, whose name I've learned is Bill Dunn, introduced Jacob to
three other student musicians. A guitarist named Colby who is 14, a
percussionist named Jarrod 13, and a keyboardist Mike 15.

  "Dad, we need a place to practice, do you have any ideas?"

  "What do you mean practice?"

  "They're my band now, so we need to practice."

  That is how my home gym in the cabana became the band room. It wasn't a
large room, so they would have to keep the volume down, or blow their
eardrums. It was also far enough away from my office, it wouldn't disturb
me doing buisness.

  There was a 'Meet and Greet', at the school that evening. Parents could
meet their children's teachers, and get an idea what was going on in their
classes. Mr. Dunn was cordial, even excited, to meet me.

  "Jacob has quickly become my star pupil. It's only the first week of
school, and I am already having trouble finding something to teach him. The
music is already in his head, I am now concentrating on instruments. The
way each works, instrumentation, phrasing, and such. I have no doubt that,
given time, he could play an entire orchestra by himself."

  I asked him "So why the band, then"

  "They are all very accomplished musicians, but he is an extremely gifted
musical genius. He can teach them things that I can't, and they will
inspire him to grow to his full potential.

  "My father was right about him, he absorbs music. He is comparable to any
of the greatest musical minds in history. Giving him that guitar unleashed
him. Now, he is like a growing ball of energy that, when it explodes, will
produce god only knows what. I, for one, want to be there for it."

  "I knew he was gifted, but is he as good as you say?" I asked kind of in
shock.

  "He had told me he had played around with the keyboards at my parent's
store, so I sat him down at that piano in the corner. I showed him the very
basics of how it works, then went on teaching my class. I could hear him
messing around on it, while I worked with the other students.

  "At first it was quite annoying, a C here, and then a F there. A couple
of bad chords. Quite annoying indeed. My class and I tried to ignore
him. At times I even got questioning looks from them.

  "Then, fifteen minutes before the next class bell, he played. No, correct
that. He made love to that piano. He excited it, then he made it purr, then
he brought it to an orgasm."

  Dunn was adrift, his eyes to the ceiling. I noticed a tear make its way
down the edge of his nose.

  "Robert... may I call your Robert?" I nodded "Robert, I have never had a
more moving experience. The class was struck silent. I couldn't move. I
don't know what he played, because it hasn't been written. It came from his
head, to the piano at that moment.

  "We have got to nourish this child. Give him everything he needs to
flourish.

  "Mike and Colby were in that class. They begged me to let them study with
him. That gave me the idea of the band. Jarrod is in another class, but he
is a friend of theirs. They have played together off and on since they were
quite young. I told Jacob it was his band, because they will do whatever he
asks, they are that awed by him."

  "Okay, Bill, I will do whatever I can for him. We will set up a practice
studio for them in my cabana. Tell the others they can come over anytime to
practice."

  That is why, on Saturday morning I was awakened by the doorbell. Toby
whispered sleepily in my ear "It's just the band coming to play. Go back to
sleep." Then he humped his big cock against my ass, and I reached for the
lube.

  "I'd rather do something else than sleep," he was awake and in me in
seconds. God that boy fucks me good. I can't describe how good it feels to
have a 15 year old cock in my ass. A really big 15 year old cock. He
mounted me missionary style, his cock claiming its rightful place in my
abdomen. We love this position, he likes to watch me cum on his cock, and I
just love looking at his face while I'm getting fucked.

  After he had emptied himself in me, I dressed and went downstairs. Ada
was leaving, so I asked where she was going. "I'm picking up Jarrod's
drums, then getting breakfast for seven people, none of them ate before
coming over." Out she went.

  In the back, I found four young boys taking off their clothes. It was
suddenly painfully clear, I am a boy lover. My God did those kids look
hot. I wanted to suck them all, and then, suck them all again. I wanted
their young juice in my mouth, my ass, my bath. I wanted to wake up with
them covering me in boy cum. I was instantly hard, and wanting.

  I went out and introduced myself to the boys, conveniently when they had
cocks out on display. Jarrod came right up to me and stuck out his
hand. "I'm Jarrod, they call me J-rod, I play drums." This kid was cute
with a capital CUTE. Only about 5 foot nothing [1.50 m], thin, and a very
nice package. His cock was slender and well into puberty, hanging 3½
inches [9 cm]. It's circumcised head crying to be sucked. Small patch of
wispies. The kid was perfect.

  'I'm Mike, keyboards." Another hottie. Already six feet [1.80 m] tall,
with a cock to match. Not as long as Toby's, but maybe thicker. Dark hair,
smoldering eyes, nice build. Did I detect a bit of a lisp when he spoke?

  "And I'm Colby, I play guitar, though not as good as Jacob." This kid was
5 foot 6 [1.65 m] of pure cuteness. Blond, cut very short in back, but a
shock of long hair hanging in front of his blue eyes, and a cute little
dick too. The first kid I've seen that will probably have a smaller dick
than me. Only about 2 inches [5 cm], even as far into puberty as he
was. Already had a full, sandy colored, beard on his dick. He was dressed
in skin tight black pants, black t shirt, black shoes. All of which lay in
a heap on the patio.

  After shaking their hands, I puttered about on the patio, stealing
glances at the naked cuteness. I heard Mike say to Jacob "I think your dad
has a boner."

  Jacob responded "Yeah, he gets that way around naked boys."

  "Do you think he's gay?" Mike ask rather enthusiastically.

  "No, but he isn't a hundred percent straight either."

  They splashed around in the pool until Ada returned. "Good God! Doesn't
anybody wear clothes around here? You boys need to get the drums out of the
Escalade." They all climbed out of the pool, only Colby showing any modesty
around Ada, by covering his little dick with his hand.

  The band set up the practice room and started in. I went to my office and
made some phone calls about our new company, RJD Enterprises LLC.

  The reason I had chosen the particular company to take over, was the mess
it's shareholders were in. It was started and ran by a man who died and the
kids took it over. The founding father, had built a good foundation with
room for growth.

  The silverspoon trust funders had managed to nearly bankrupt it, along
with their personal funds. The offer on the table would allow them to get
out from under it and their own financial troubles. I knew the type and
they jumped at the offer (after some in fighting). I put up one of my
apartment complexes as collateral so I wouldn't be out any of my cash.

  I was on the phone getting together a new management team. I needed top
people in marketing and upper management in particular. The takeover would
be a week from Monday.

  By lunchtime, I had done all I could do on a Saturday. I went to the
kitchen to find Ada slaving over lunch for everybody. She looked at me,
dropped what she was doing, and went to the espresso machine. She knows me
so well. Maybe she would get another raise after all.

  She handed me the espresso, and I set it down and drew her in for a
hug. "I don't deserve you, and you certainly don't deserve this zoo we've
inherited."

  "Maybe not, but to honest, I wouldn't have it any other way," she pulled
away and then circled her finger beside her head, in the commonly known
sign of crazy.

  The band came in for lunch, all excited. "Dad, we came up with a name for
the band. 'New Dawning'. Isn't it great?"

  "Yeah, but what's its significance?"

  "Well, it's dawning a new era in our lives. We've all been looked down
on, for one reason or another, and now we won't be. Me because I was poor,
Mike because he's a flamer, Jarrod because he's so small, and Colby, well
look at him. No one told him that black isn't the 'new black'."

  "Okay, I can understand that, but you shouldn't talk that way about your
friends."

  "It's okay," said Mike "It's all true. I mean... I am a three dollar
bill, and J-rod, well he is kinda small 'cept where it counts. And Colby's
just plain weird."

  "Maybe I'm weird because I am small where it counts, but it's 4 inches
[10 cm] of solid steel." Colby interjected, which brought a laugh from
everybody.

  That night as we were climbing into bed, Toby asked me "Rob, do you think
Mike is cute?"

  "Yes, they are all pretty hot if you ask me," I answered truthfully.

  "Do you think he's a top or a bottom?"

  "If I had to venture a guess, I would say a bottom. Are you interested in
him?"

  "He is pretty cute, and well hung too."

  "Not as big as you though."

  As he entered me he said "You like my big cock in you don't you Rob?"

  "I love your cock, keep fucking me with your big cock."

  "Bet you would like to try Mike's cock too though wouldn't you?"

  "No Toby. Just you and Jacob get my ass. Just you and Jacob."

  "Would you like to watch me fuck him? You want to see me stretch out his
virgin ass?"

  "Oh hell yeah. That would be hot."

  "You won't mind if I fuck Mike" He asked earnestly.

  "I want you to fuck whoever you want. You are not my property. I don't
expect you to grow old with me. That would be unrealistic and unfair to
you."

***

  The next morning, Ada woke me early. "Robert, here's your espresso."

  "Ada ! The sun is barely up." Exclaimed Toby, still tired from a long
night of fucking me inside out.

  "Yeah Ada, the sun is barely up, and it's Sunday," I added.

  "Yeah, and the band is already here, so you might as well get up."

  She was right of course. Once I heard them warming up, I wouldn't have
stayed asleep. I drank my espresso, and joined Toby in the shower for a
morning protein shake.

  I was sitting at my desk, working on the new company, when my phone
rang. "Hello."

  "Is this Robert?" the deep male voice asked.

  "Yes. How can I help you?' I don't usually get business calls on Sundays,
but it does happen.

  "This is Sheriff Taylor, down here in Crystal City, Texas." I recognized
a south Texas drawl immediately.

  "What can I do for you Sheriff?" Completely at a loss as to what he would
want of me.

  "We got this little problem. Ya see, we picked up this wetback... excuse
me,... undocumented alien, for being drunk and disturbing the peace. Now
this sort of thing goes on and we ain't looking to cause anyone trouble. So
we put him in the tank over night

  "This morning we was gonna turn him loose, when one of the deputies
noticed some blood on his pant leg. We first thought he had injured himself
while drunk. But we started asking him questions, and he just broke down
crying."

  This seemed like it was going to be a lot longer conversation than I was
interested in on a Sunday morning so I interrupted the sheriff.

  "Excuse me Sheriff Taylor, but what does any of this have to do with me?"

  "Well now, I was just getting to that. Ya see, he claims to have
'accidentally' killed a girl. Then he got scared and buried her. It appears
he buried her smack in the middle of your property down here.

  "The state troopers would like permission to search for her body on your
property. They may need to cut down a fence, and dig a few holes. They will
repair the fence after they find the body. You don't have any cattle on it
so I didn't think it would be a problem."

  I had completely forgotten about that property. It was in the trust that
is handled by the bank. My grandfather bought it sixty years ago, told me
to not sell it, because it would be valuable one day.

  "Well, of course they can do whatever is necessary to find that girl."

  "Thank you Robert. Ya'll have a good day."

  After hanging up, I thought how awful to be murdered and buried in the
middle of no place. Poor girl. I only hope they get justice for her.

  The band took a break for lunch, and then a dip in the pool. I found a
reason to be there, of course. I love watching naked boys play around in a
pool. For that matter, I love watching naked boys do just about anything.

  Toby decided to swim too. When he stripped down, all the new boys just
stared in awe. Mike in particular seem very interested in Toby's
physique. Toby swam around for a few minutes, then sat on the stairs. It
took Mike all of thirty seconds to sit beside him.

  They stayed on the stairs till the others dressed and went back to the
practice room. When they stood, both were sporting erections. Toby's was a
bit longer, maybe an inch, Mike's was just as thick as Toby's. They stood
looking at each other, then got dressed and went their separate ways.

  Toby sat beside me, as I drank a soft drink at the poolside table. "He is
very cute, isn't he?"

  "Yes, Toby, he is."

  "He's a bottom... I asked, but he hasn't been fucked yet. He is afraid I
will hurt him."

  "That's understandable. You are a bit large," I laughed

  "So, will you fuck him for me, and break him in."

  Now I'm just a tool to be used in an unplowed field. My small cock can
open the door for his large one.

  "I don't know Toby. I am not going to force myself on him. What would he
say about getting fucked by an old man like me?"

  "It was his idea, he says you're hot. I agree, you are. You are very good
at paving the way for me too. Look what you did for Jenny."

  How could I forget the last pussy I fucked, not to mention the youngest.

  "Okay, if that's what you and he want. When is this supposed to happen?"
Like it is a terrible chore to fuck a fifteen year old.

  "Tonight, the band wants to spend the night."

  "What about school tomorrow?"

  "Dad, tomorrow is Labor day, there's no school. They have already cleared
it with their parents," Toby informed me. I had forgotten about Labor
Day. I should have made some kind of plan for it.

  "Clear it with Ada, and it's alright with me. As far as fucking Mike, I
will if he wants it." Such a chore fucking fifteen year olds.

  "What am I going to feed five teenage boys and ourselves for dinner?"
asked Ada

  "I'll call Aldo, I'm sure he will get us in. Why don't you rest for a
while, then put on something pretty. You deserve a nice evening too."

  "I should have married you before that tramp ruined you for women," she
said as she kissed me. I guess she thinks I don't like pussy anymore. Maybe
I should let her have a talk with Jenny. On second thought, probably not a
good idea.

  Aldo was happy to hear from me, we hadn't been to his restaurant since
the night I first met Toby and Jacob. With all that's happened in the last
few months, it seems years ago. I told him I would bring his financial
statement with me, and that he would be quite happy with the numbers.

  The boys all dressed nicely, with Mike borrowing some of Toby's clothes,
and Colby borrowing from Jacob. Only Jarrod had to wear what he had on,
because we didn't have anything small enough for him.

  Ada looked stunning, I guess I don't really pay enough attention to her,
she really is attractive. We piled into the Escalade, with Jarrod riding in
the very back.

  After we ordered, and Ada and I had a glass of wine in front of us,
Jarrod asked Jacob "So, Jacob, what are we playing in the talent show?"

  "What talent show?" Jacob looked at him in shock.

  "You haven't heard about our annual talent show? It's a pretty big
deal. First prize is thousand dollar gift card. But what's even better is
Rebecca Hemsley's father is the head of the TV station here. Since she has
been at our school, the winner gets to perform on their morning show."

  Mike interrupted with "Yeah, we have all been in the talent show a few
times, but never won. So what are we gonna play?"

  Jacob appeared thoughtful for a moment then asked "When is it?"

  "The last Saturday of this month, about four weeks away." Jarrod informed
him.

  "We'll be ready, but I need the three of you at the practice studio every
spare minute."

  Our dinner was excellent as usual for Aldo. When we got home, the band
headed straight to the cabana.

  It was late when Toby came into my room with Mike in tow. I assume they
waited for the others to go to sleep. When they entered, I slid over to the
middle of the bed, and one got in on each side of me. I love having a naked
fifteen year old on each side of me. Naked and hung. Life is tough
sometimes.

  Mike was a little timid, so I just reached for his nice cock and brought
it to my mouth. With him being about the same width as Toby, I was
accustomed to the fat knob and had no trouble taking it deep in my mouth. I
could have stayed attached to him that way till hell froze, but we had
other plans.

  As I sucked his cock, I worked a lubed finger into his tight young
ass. He started moaning instantly. By the time I had a second finger in
him, I could tell he was getting close to his nut. I stopped sucking and
fingering to let him cool down. I prepared a third finger, and it soon
found it's place in his ass.

  I got him going really good, then stopped abruptly. I placed him on his
stomach and my dick on his rosebud. It didn't take long for my modest dick
to pop into him, and he moaned with satisfaction when it did.

  I reached around him and grasped his cock. As I pumped him, I took mental
note of how his cock was responding. I didn't want him to cum just
yet. When he was getting close, I eased off, then started again. I brought
him to the edge several times, and indicated to Toby to oil up his cock.

  Mike was beside himself with need. Every time I eased up, he would groan
and practically beg me to continue. Finally I withdrew completely. I
thought Mike was going to scream at me, until I told him to roll over.

  Toby took my place, and eased his knob into Mike slowly. Then, just
applied steady pressure till he was balls deep. Mike groaned till he had
all 9½ inches [24 cm] buried in him. Toby leaned in and kissed him as he
started to long stroke him slowly. In about a minute, Toby increased his
speed by double. He watched as Mike blew his load all over the place. He
shot a huge load, maybe it was the build up, or the situation, but he just
exploded. I have yet to see a boy respond like he did.

  When his orgasm subsided, he reached up and pulled Toby down to him in a
deep kiss. That's when Toby became merciless. He started pounding him for
all he was worth. Mike kept moaning and whispering in Toby's ear, "Fuck me
Toby, oh fuck me good. Oh God that's so good. Yes fuck me like that."

  Just as Mike came the second time, Toby unloaded in his bowels. I know
how it feels for that huge cock to blow in you. It's pure heaven. Mike was
in a dream state.

  We got very little sleep that night. I tried my best to suck both of them
dry, twice. Mike swallowed my one load of the night as I took Toby's
third. All in all, I think it was a good first experience for Mike.

***

  "Espresso," Ada proclaimed the new day as usual. Then looking at Mike,
who was still scrambling to cover his cock, she said "It's contagious."
Shook her head and left.

  "Do you think she suspects something?" Mike asked.

  "She doesn't suspect a thing. She knows. She has seen a lot worse
though. Don't worry, she won't say anything," I answered, trying to console
him. Then I bent down and took his morning wood into my mouth. I wanted to
enjoy him while I could, in case this was a one off.

  Toby watched and waited his turn. I gave him the same treatment as Mike
got.

  Later in the day, while in my office, Jacob came in to talk to me. "I
have a little problem. We saw Mike leave your room this morning. The guys
suspected something, 'cause he was in such a good mood. He wouldn't say
anything, which kinda made it worse. Now, I can't get any progress made,
because they just have their minds on their dicks. Could you help me out?"

  "Okay, I'll have a talk with them," I said

  "That's not quite what I had in mind," Jacob said with a grin. "I mean, I
know you like young guys, and they already suspect you and Mike," Jacob
continued. "So I was hoping you wouldn't mind giving them a blow job."

  I didn't want to seem too anxious, but a chance to blow those two cuties,
was too much to resist. "Okay, if you really think it will help matters,
and only because you asked nicely."

  "Sure Dad, if you say so," he said with a laugh.

  "Send them in one at a time," I said casually, as my heart pounded in my
chest. After lusting for these two, I was going to suck them. Damn! Life is
good!

  Colby entered a moment later. "You wanted to see me?" he said.

  "Yes, come over here a minute," he came around the desk to stand in front
of me. "Jacob says you are having trouble concentrating on your practice."

  "Yeah, I guess I'm kinda... well you know..."

  "Horny?" I suggested.

  "Yeah," he said rubbing his crotch.

  "Here, let me help," I reached over and fondled his little package. He
was already hard. I unzipped his pants, and took it out. He was stunned by
my brazeness, but stayed hard. I stroked him a few times, then pulled his
shorts and underwear down to his knees so I could admire him properly.

  He was probably 3½ to 4 inches [9-10 cm] completely hard, yet thick
enough to be mature looking, not babyish. I wasted no time in taking him
into my mouth. His small patch of fur tickling my nose. He moaned, and
pushed his hips toward me. I swallowed his entire cock with ease and worked
it in abandon. As you would expect, he lasted all of thirty seconds till I
tasted his sweet nectar. When he had stopped shivering, I released his
dick, but kept stroking it.

  "That was awesome!" he complimented me.

  "I'm glad you liked it," he was still hard, so I asked "Want to go
again?"

  He nodded quickly, and down I went. Young boys are so good at
repeating. This time he lasted longer and I could really enjoy him. Soon
though, he grabbed my head and cried out as he blasted another offering
down my throat. I nursed on him till he went soft, then pulled up his
shorts and zipped him up.

  "Send Jarrod in," I instructed.

  "Are you going to blow him too?"

  "Probably."

  "Awesome... Can we do this again?"

  "Definitely."

  Jarrod came in, with a big smile on his face. "Do you know why I asked
you to come in?"

  "Colby said you gave him a blow job. I hope you want to blow me too."

  "Is that okay?"

  "Fuck yeah, it's okay!"

  He stood in front of me as I completely removed his clothes. For a little
guy, he has a big cock. Already as big as mine, and still growing. On his
small body it looked huge. "Jump up on the desk," I instructed.

  He sat on my desk and I in my chair. When I inhaled his cock, he lay back
on the desk and relaxed, as I worked my magic on him. Man I love sucking
young cocks.

  I swallowed his first load quickly and kept bobbing my head. He never
lost his erection, and I never stopped sucking.

  After a couple of minutes, I stuck my finger in my mouth, and then at his
rear passage. He tensed for a second, but didn't stop me. I went in to the
first knuckle, and worked his sphincter for a minute. Then I went to the
second knuckle, and started fucking him with it. He was moaning and working
his hips up and down with me. Soon I had all my finger in him and jamming
him good, when he grabbed my head and thrust up and blew.

  He must have orgasmed for twenty seconds, when he just went limp on my
desk. I sat and sucked and relished his seed.

  "Oh my God. I have never felt that good in my life. You are a great
cocksuc... I mean, that was excellent."

  "Yes, I'm a very good cocksucker, and you have a very good cock to suck."

  "Did you swallow my cum?"

  "Yes, quite tasty."

  "I can go again if you want."

  "Not today, another day if you want, I would love to relieve your tension
for you."

  "That would be great!" He dressed and left.

  I had a bellyful of young cum, and I couldn't have been happier.

  That night as Toby made love to me, he said "Did you like fucking Mike?"

  "Yes, but I love this more."

  "Would you mind if I keep fucking him?"

  "No, Toby, I want you to be happy. If fucking Mike makes you happy, then
by all means, fuck his sweet little ass off him."

  He leaned down and kissed me, then whispered in my ear "I'm still going
to fuck you too Rob."

***

  The next few weeks were very busy. I was busy with the new company and my
clients. The band was busy practicing. Ada was busy keeping up with
everything. Toby and Mike were busy with Toby and Mike. Every time the band
took a swim break, Toby and Mike disappeared into Toby's room.

  Sometimes one or the other of the boys would come to my office. I never
turned down a chance to suck whoever showed up. I was just as addicted to
their young juice, as I was to Toby's fucking.

  I received a call from Mr. Dunn. He told me that 'New Dawning' was signed
up for the talent show, but didn't say what they were playing. I explained
to him that I didn't know, because the practice room was too far from my
office to be able to hear properly. He seemed to accept that.

  On the last Saturday of the month, Ada had to take all the band
instruments to the school for the show. The boys all helped of course,
those drums are heavy.

  We sat in the audience through two male singers, three female singers,
one magician, a ventriloquist, and a silly baton twirler, before 'New
Dawning' hit the stage.

  I can not tell you what an emotional wreck I was. I suppose a lot of
parents feel that way when their child performs. I was in tears from the
first note, as were the parents of the other band members.

  What I didn't expect, was the rest of the audience's response. Through my
own tears, I looked around and notice the bliss on the faces of the
crowd. Bliss is the only word I can find to describe it. Either that or the
entire audience had a simultaneous orgasm.

  'New Dawning' played like seasoned experts. It was like Dunn had
described to me at our first meeting. They made love to the audience
through their instruments. And after their orgasmic crescendo, the audience
was stunned silent. I swear, you could've heard a fly fart in that room, it
was so quiet. Then monstrous, deafening applause.

  Three students, three faculty members, and three local celebrities, made
up the judge's panel. 'New Dawning' won by unanimous decision.

  The audience roared again when the winner was announced.

  I invited the band and their families to a late dinner at Aldo's. This
time I actually had reservations. Sixteen of us had a private room and
great service, along with good food. The boys were all excited and talking
about what to wear on TV Monday morning.

  "Oh Lord, I forgot about that. Now I have to get the band to the TV
studio early Monday morning," Ada groused. But I could tell, she couldn't
have been prouder.

  While we were all enjoying our dinner, unbeknownst to me, Dunn was
uploading a video of the band on Youtube.

  Monday morning, we were all up early so we could be in the studio
audience for the big performance. Mr. Dunn called me and said "Robert, go
on Youtube. Type in 'New Dawning'" and he hung up.

  I did as he requested, and there were the boys' talent show
performance. What amazed me were the hits. Over 2 million in just one
day. It was viral.

  We arrived at the studio, and Mr. Hemsley ran out to meet us, introduced
himself and said "You're gonna need this." Handing me a business card. It
was the card of a talent management company.

  Again, I was in tears as the band performed. Again the audience and crew
responded the same as at the talent show.

  As we were packing up to leave, Hemsley ran up again. "The network
president called. I didn't know what to tell him." I thought for a moment
and gave Hemsley Jim's number. "Tell him to call Jim at this number."

  By the time we got home, my phone was ringing. Jim yelled "What the hell
have you done now? My phone is ringing off the hook, and all the calls have
one thing in common, you and the boys."

  I explained what was going on, and I needed his assistance. "Shit. Let's
see, A talent management company, a copyright attorney, and... shit, let me
get back to you. Don't sign anything, don't answer any questions, in fact
don't answer your phone unless it's me. Damn, I can't turn my back on you
for one fucking minute, without you stepping in a pile of shit."

  "Yeah, and I'm making you rich, so shut the fuck up," he hung up with a
laugh.

  "DAD !!" It was Jacob yelling from his room. "You've got to see this,
come here."

  In his room, Jacob was at his desk, computer on youtube. "I checked my
email, and every kid who has my address has sent me mail telling me to
check this out. It's us on Youtube. Look 3 million hits. We're viral."

  "Yes, son, I know. Jim is already swamped with phone calls about it. Get
ready for school."

  My cell phone and office phone went off all day. I only answered when Jim
called around noon.

  "I have a contract for your signature from an agency in L.A. They take 15
% off the top of his earnings. It's a one year deal, after that,
renegotiate. That's just for Jacob as a songwriter.

  "There is another contract for the band members including Jacob. If they
perform under a contract negotiated by the agency, 15 % off the top. All
the members' parents have to sign it.

  "It's one of the best agencies around, very reputable, and honest. They
are anxious to sign, they already have a band that wants to record Jacob's
song, that is if Jacob's band doesn't want to.

  "I have hooked you up with the best entertainment lawyer in the
business. He will call you later.

  "All three major networks have called me, wanting the boys to perform on
one of their shows. Fox, and would you believe ESPN, have also called. What
the hell does ESPN want with a band? That jerk Hemsley keeps giving out my
number. I want to meet him, and why did you have to give him my number in
the first place."

  "Calm down Jim. Just send me your phone bill."

  "Oh, I'm sending you a bill, alright, but it ain't my phone bill."

  "Asshole."

  "Prick" and he hung up.

  That afternoon, I went with Ada to pick up Toby and Jacob. We had to get
through a mess of TV camera crews to get on campus. I spoke with the
parents of the band members, and to the Dean.

  He was a little pissed, and I could tell excited, because they had to
strengthen security measures. When I asked why, he said "We actually caught
a guy trying to get a picture of Jacob in the shower. He was arrested. I
think it best if Jacob takes a week off from school. He will be allowed to
make up the work, and his absences won't appear on his record."

  "What about the other members of 'New Dawning'?"

  "It seems Jacob is everyone's main focus. If it comes to it, the same
will be done for the other boys tool."

  The next morning I met the other parents at Jim's office. "We have all
talked it over. We don't mind the band playing on a few television shows,
if it doesn't interfere with school, but we don't want them to make any
records yet. They have to finish school first. If Jacob still wants them
after high school, then they can make records," said Jarrod's dad.

  "If Jacob still wants them?" I asked.

  "Jacob wrote every note they played. Every chord, every phrase, he
instructed them on everything. It is no doubt that Jacob is going to be
very famous, it's only a matter of if he will still want them in a couple
of years."

  Jim interrupted saying "I will draw up a power of attorney for the band,
and one for Jacob. All contracts will have to go through me. I will make
sure the band's schedule doesn't screw up their school."

  "How much will you charge us?" Mike's dad asked.

  "The cheap bastard sitting next to you, keeps me on a retainer. He'll
pick up the bill."

  We all signed the POA, and as we left the building, Mike's dad asked me
"Do you trust him?"

  "Implicitly. Since we were kids. I even let him give me a handjob in 6th
grade." That seemed to reassure him, and he laughed.

  We needed to get away from this madhouse, so I decided to take Jacob to
Texas, to check on the investigation. As a kid, my grandfather took me out
to see the property, but I don't remember much about it.

  We flew into San Antonio, I made reservations at the Hilton on the
river. The hotel was okay, but the Riverwalk area was great. They really
have a nice tourist attraction there. We ate dinner and walked down the
river, just relaxing and enjoying each other's company.

  I noticed several people point at Jacob, and whisper to whoever they were
with, but no one bothered us.

  Back in our room, we showered together, and hit the bed. Jacob was horny,
as any 13 year old would be. I took his cock into my mouth for a slow blow
job. I think he had grown since the last time we were together. He didn't
want a slow blow, he wanted to fuck. I love having his young cock in my
ass. He fucked me good too. I came on his cock and he loved that. He had no
trouble fucking a second time. As he was building to his second cum, he
said "You know I like fucking pussy, but I still love your ass."

  "I love your cock in me too Jacob," I said as I humped back at him.

  "Does Toby fuck you all the time, or do you fuck him?"

  "He fucks me. He's a top, I'm more of a bottom."

  "And I love that about you. You have a nice tight ass."

  We got up early, and drove our rented car down to Crystal City. When we
found the Sheriff's office, I asked for Sheriff Taylor, and a large bear of
a man appeared. "I'm Robert, we spoke on the phone about a month ago,
regarding a girl who was killed."

  "Oh, yeah, Robert. Nice ta meet ya. I'm Sheriff Taylor, but y'all can
call me Slim, everybody 'round here does." A very friendly fellow, but slim
he wasn't. "Ain't you that kid from the video?" he asked, pointing his
finger like a kid pretending to have a gun.

  "This is my son Jacob. Yes he's gotten quite famous lately."

  "Looky here, we got us a celebrity here in our little town," he said to
everybody in the small station house.

  Jacob just smiled and waved to everyone.

  "About that girl, what's the latest?" I asked trying to change the
subject.

  "Poor little thing, weren't barely 14. That Mexican just raped and killed
her. Excuse me, 'allegedly', raped and killed her. He must have been still
drunk from the night before, otherwise I don't know why he would have
admitted it.

  "He said it was an accident. Yeah, he accidentally stabbed her six times
after raping her. The fool led us right where he buried her. We took a dog
with us, that's trained to sniff out dead bodies. Dog went crazy, found two
others nearby. All killed in the last year, stabbed six times and raped.

  "One of them been missing about six months. The other we haven't
identified yet. But he won't be killing any more little girls, it will be a
cold day in hell before he gets out."

  "You found them all on my property?" The thought of my land being used
for a body dump unnerved me.

  "Yep, about six hundred yards inside your southeastern fence. That's a
beautiful place you have there. Why ain't y'all drilling on it?"

  "Thank you, I wouldn't know, I haven't been there. My grandfather bought
it years ago. What do you mean drilling?"

  "I knew your grandfather. He and my dad were buddies. My dad is the one
who told him to buy the place. My dad was a geologist. He couldn't afford
the place himself so he told his friend, your granddad, to buy it. Son that
property is smack in the middle of the Eagle Ford Shale."

  "The what?" I was completely lost as to what he was talking about.

  "Eagle Ford Shale. The largest oil and gas deposits in the country. Of
course back then they couldn't get to it. Now with the fracking and all,
the ranchers around here are getting mighty rich. I'm surprised you haven't
been contacted by the oil companies."

  "The bank takes care of that property, I've been busy with my places back
home. My grandfather just told me to never sell it, because it was going to
be very valuable." I must have gone pale.

  "You okay son? You don't look so hot," the sheriff inquired.

  "Yeah, I'm fine."

  "Well, my dad and your granddad were right about that, son. That place is
worth a fortune. Folks 'round here are making a million a month or more off
each well. It's a bit away, but I'll take y'all out there."

  I made a mental note to talk with the bank as soon as I got home.

  As we drove Slim told us more about the place. "It's really a nice place,
even without the oil. You got a river, a few small lakes, great game
hunting and fishing. You could pay the taxes and still make a profit, just
from hunting leases.

  "Then there is the grazing rights. Old man Sanders made a deal with your
grandpa to keep your fences in good condition in exchange for grazing his
cattle on it. Course he died a couple of decades ago, but his son still
does it.

  "Then there's the farming, and water rights, cattle, pipelines, rock, man
there is no end to what you could be doing with that place."

  "Just how big is it?"

  "Don't rightly know for sure, but I would guess somewhere about 250
thousand thousand acres [900 km2]. I know it takes up a good chunk of
Dimmit county and beyond."

  "If memory serves me right, that is is about 400 square miles. So you're
saying it is roughly 20 miles by 20 miles [30x30 km]?"

  "That sounds about right. Like I said, it's a nice place. Actually, that
there is your north fence. The main gate is another ten miles [15 km]."

  Somehow I had always thought of Texas as being desolate, barren, dry, but
this place was beautiful. Distant tree covered hills, green grass. birds
flying overhead. When we entered, I was amazed at the scenery. There was
even an old log cabin.

  "The original settlers built that cabin, oh... maybe a hundred fifty
years ago. Your grandad had made some repairs, but I'm afraid it's a bit
decrepit now."

  The cabin sat beside a small lake, the remains of a dock still
visible. "It really is beautiful here. I'm glad we haven't drilled. It's so
pristine. What kind of crops are usually grown around here?"

  "Well let's see, there's onions and cantaloupe, well lots of things
really."

  "Regular farm animals as well?"

  "Oh, sure, pigs, horses, cows, of course. Back over that way a fella runs
an ostrich farm, even has a few llamas too. Up yonder a ways is an exoctic
game ranch."

  "What's beyond those hills"

  "Mostly your property, that is, till you hit Mexico."

  "Where was the girl buried?"

  "Oh, hell, that's way over there, a good 15 miles [25 km]."

  "So, what is most needed in this area? A school? Orphanage? Unwed
mother's home? In other words, what would make a good social impact?"

  "You mean something you could do on this place. A working ranch for boys
would be good. But the closest school is over in Carrizo Springs. You would
have to bus them into school every morning."

  "I will give it some thought."

  We headed back into town, and had some lunch at a quaint cafe. Over lunch
Sheriff Slim extolled the virtues of his town and state. Jacob was
recognized several times, two young girls asked for his autograph. He was
in seventh heaven.

  "Sheriff Taylor," I started.

  "Now, I done told you to call me Slim."

  "Sorry. Slim, I appreciate you spending your valuable time with us
today. I'm glad to meet someone who knew my grandfather, too. Do you have
any children?"

  "Yep, Two married daughters and a son. My oldest daughter has a son,
who's about to turn two. My middle child, also a girl is pregnant. My
youngest is my son Daniel, named for my dad. He's about to get out of the
Marines."

  "He's a Marine? Does he know what he wants to do when he gets out?"

  "I'm sure he will find something, he's a good boy, and smart too. He's in
special forces."

  "I have a job for him when he gets out. Just have him call me."

  "I'll do that. Mighty neighborly of you Robert, thanks."

  We went back to San Antonio and spent the evening on the Riverwalk
again. Back in our room, Jacob said "Those girls wanted to fuck my eyeballs
out. Did you notice?"

  "Yes, I did. Which brings up something we need to talk about. As you now
know, you are very gifted. You are well on your way to becoming famous
too. You will make far more money than I do. But you need to be
careful. You need to be sure to surround yourself with people you can
trust."

  "Like you are with Ada, and Jim?"

  "Exactly. There are bad people out there who will try to take advantage
of you. I trust Jim and Ada with my life, you can too. Also, there will be
so much pussy thrown at you, it's going to make your head spin."

  Jacob smiled as big as I have ever seen.

  "Don't fall for it. Be very careful who you fuck, and always wear a
condom. There will be women who will try to trap you into marrying them. Or
who will get pregnant to make you pay them. Some, like the guy at school,
will want pictures they can sell, or blackmail material."

  Now he wasn't smiling. "Is that true Dad?"

  "You've seen the gossip magazines at the grocery store checkout
stand. Why do you think so many stars marry other stars? Because it's safer
to be with people in the same circumstances, than to date a 'nobody'.

  "I see what you mean Dad. I'll be careful. Damn, I always thought
rockstars got all the pussy they want."

  "Well they do get plenty, and you will too. Only it will be supermodels
and starlets, not some Jane Doe. The smile was back at the thought of
fucking a supermodel.

  "And of course there is always dear old dad. So I got you something," I
handed him a box of condoms. "You can practice wearing one tonight."

  I didn't like it as much as I do bareback, and I'm sure he didn't
either. Sacrifices have to be made, though. It is such a huge sacrifice
getting fucked by a 13 year old. He gave me a good seeing to before filling
the rubber with his boy juice. I did suck him without the condom, too. He
liked that better.

Chapter 8

  The next day we did the tourist thing. We went to the Alamo, and
Hemisfair plaza, the mission trails. It was exhausting, but fun. The Alamo
was a pleasant surprise. It is quite sobering and the atmosphere is
reverent.

  I was also surprised to discover that San Antonio is the seventh largest
city in the country. When people think of Texas, they usually picture
Dallas, Houston, even Austin, which is smaller than S.A. Or if someone
mentions S.A. you think of a small town where people still ride
horses. It's actually quite metropolitan. With museums and a symphony and
lots of culture.

  We flew home on Friday, Ada met us at the airport. "Jim is coming to
dinner tonight. Says he has some business to discuss."

  "You're going on the Tonight Show," Jim said over dinner. "Ada dropped
off the band when she picked you up at the airport. They are having a
special Sunday taping just to conform to the 'no interfering with school'
rule. The network is sending their jet for you tomorrow.

  "They wanted a one week exclusive, and were willing to pay for it. I
guess they couldn't figure out that no interfering with school would mean
you wouldn't perform for another week anyway.

  "Some pop star wants to record your song, but needs arrangements for
strings and brass. You have a meeting with them when you first arrive
tomorrow. They are in a hurry to record, and wanted to know how long it
would take to write the arrangements. I told them I didn't know."

  Jacob interrupted him saying "I already have it for strings, well I will
by tomorrow anyway. They don't need brass, they need woodwinds. Never mind,
I will tell them when we meet."

  Jim and I just looked at him finally I said "You can have it by tomorrow?
Are you sure you can do that?"

  "Yeah I already know what it sounds like, I just need to write it down."

  I was happy to crawl into bed that night. Toby came in and undressed. I
realized how much I missed him, well him and his awesome cock. Don't get me
wrong, Jacob is great in bed, but I love Toby differently.

  "Mike and I have been fucking almost everyday. He loves my cock almost as
much as you do Rob," he said as he plowed my bowels. "We are sorta going
steady. Is that okay with you?"

  "Yes, Toby, I want you to be happy. Do whatever you need to do for that."

  "I'm still going to fuck you. That makes me happy."

  Me too, I thought.

  We arrived in L.A, onboard the networks private jet. A limo took us
directly to a recording studio. There was an entire orchestra set up to
record. Jacob met with the band that was going to record his song. I could
see them through a window but couldn't hear anything. They seemed to be
arguing. Being the dad, I jumped up and ran in.

  Jacob was saying "You don't need a full orchestra, no brass, no extra
drums, no xylophone... All you need is three clarinets, one oboe, one
piccolo, three violins, and your band."

  "That's fucked, I want a full orchestra," some guy I hadn't met, was
saying.

  Jacob looked at him for a moment then said "How much are you paying for
my music?"

  "A hundred grand on top of percentage of sales."

  "Try it my way. If you don't like it, you save a hundred grand. If you
record it my way, it's an extra hundred grand on top."

  "Do you know who I am?" the guy said.

  "Yes. Do you know who I'm gonna be?"

  "Yeah, well you got balls, kid. I'll give you that. Okay, we try it your
way, Then I save a hundred grand."

  Jacob reached into his backpack and pulled out some sheet music. He
walked over to the strings and said to each one at a time "Play two notes."
Each violinist played two notes. Jacob pointed out three and said "You
stay. The rest, out," he did the same to the piccolos and the clarinets,
and oboes, till he had the group he wanted.

  While he was doing that, the guy he had argued with turned to me and said
"This kid is a fucking nut, what's up with the two note shit?"

  "That kid is my son, and a fucking genius. Watch and learn asshole."

  When he singled out the ones he wanted, he turned to the rest of the
orchestra and said. "Thank you for your time, you can go home."

  I thought mr. bigmouth was going to blow a gasket. "Kid, what the fuck do
you think you're doing?"

  Jacob didn't say a word. He passed out the sheet music, motioned for the
band members and gave them sheet music too. He pointed to the sound guy,
and twirled his finger in the air. The band played, Mr. bigmouth stood
stunned.

  When they finished, Jacob handed bigmouth a sheet. "Here's your lyrics. I
expect a check for two hundred grand in my account no later than next
Monday" and he walked out.

  We went to our hotel, where we met with the members of 'New
Dawning'. When we got our keys, we discovered that Jacob had a penthouse
suite and the rest had regular rooms. They had arrived the day before, and
were swimming and having a ball on the network's dime.

  At dinner in the hotel, the boys were recognized right away. Several
people wanted autographs. The boys were eating it all up.

  That night, Jacob came to my room and I blew him twice.

  Sunday morning a limo picked us up and we were taken to the TV studio. We
watched as Leno did his monologue, then he introduced the band. "Some of
you may have seen this group's Youtube video, actually at last count 26
million have seen it. Ladies and gentlemen, New Dawning."

  After the band played, and the standing ovation died down, the boys sat
on the sofa next to Leno. "Which one is Jacob?"

  "I am," Jacob said raising his hand.

  "You wrote this song, and I understand you just started studying music
recently."

  "Yes sir."

  "How long have you been studying music."

  "I had my first lesson the last week of August."

  "Really? How long have you been playing guitar?"

  "About a couple of weeks before that. My Dad gave me his guitar, so I
started playing it."

  "I understand a certain big name singer is going to record your song, is
that right?"

  "Yes sir, well I hope so anyway."

  "Well a little birdy told me you really pissed him off yesterday."

  "Yeah, kinda."

  "That same birdy said that you walked out of the studio, and that a
certain singer recorded the song in one take, the way that you told him
to."

  "He should have. It was perfect the way I told him." That's my son,
always humble.

  "Is it true you were willing to risk a hundred thousand dollars on it?"

  "You know some pretty talkative birds. Besides, there's no risk in
perfect."

  Leno laughed "I'm going to enjoy watching your career."

  He spent some time talking to the others, asking how they met, were they
excited about all that was happening, etc.

  The limo took us back to the airport, and onboard the private jet again,
this time the whole band got a ride in it.

  Monday morning the boys were back in school, and I had a much needed
sleep in. With my second espresso in hand, I sat at my desk and made calls.

  First to the bank. Mr. Epstein didn't seem too happy to hear from me. I
enquired about the Texas property, and if they had any offers to drill on
it.

  "We get several offers a week, but I didn't think you were interested in
it, so I turned them down. There's plenty of money in the estate to pay
taxes and maintenance on the property."

  "Interested or not, I should have been informed. You have cost me
millions and I don't appreciate it. I am taking over the trust, and I think
a lawsuit is in order," I hung up on him.

  Then a call to Jim. I told him about the Texas visit, and the bank's
lackluster performance. He said a letter to their law firm will probably
make them shit their pants. I told him to send it, I love the thought of
shitty bankers.

  "Oh, one more thing," he said "I have a cashier's check for two hundred
grand sent by courier. It was only supposed to be one hundred grand, should
I send it back?"

  I told him what had taken place, and he thought it hilarious. "Jacob has
huge balls talking to him that way. He's the biggest artist in the country
right now."

  "Yeah, and Jacob's song is going to make him bigger. Which bank do you
have Jacob's account set up?"

  "First Mercantile, why"

  "Get me an appointment with the president, for about an hour from now."

  "You don't ask for much, do you?" he replied as if I had asked for a
meeting with the pope.

  "Just wave that check and a few million under his nose, I'm sure he will
see me," I was right of course.

  Bryan Ford, was a slender man, probably mid fifties, balding, and
brilliant. I liked him immediately. "Very pleased to finally meet you
Robert. What can I do for you?" Jim had spoken to him about our
investments, so he knew who I was.

  "Perhaps you have seen the video of the boy band that has gone viral?"

  "Yes I have, love the song, did you know that they are from around here?"

  "Yeah, Jacob is my son. We've opened an account for him here, and Jim is
about to deposit a large sum in it."

  "Is that the two hundred grand he mentioned?"

  "Yes, the band will be on Leno tonight. You should watch it. Now I have
other matters to discuss. I am changing my personal bank too." Handing him
a folder I said "This is a list of my assets. What are you willing to do
for me?"

  He perused the folder for a minute then said "This property in Texas is
quite interesting. It is smack in the middle of the Eagle Ford Shale."

  "So I recently discovered," I said disgustedly.

  "What are your plans for it?"

  "I think I want one well drilled in the southeastern corner. Find the
best offer and make a deal. Jim will handle it with you. The income will be
put in trust for a venture I'm working on. Can you handle all that?"

  "Not a problem. With your assets, our bank is at your disposal."

  "Good, here is a list of my clients, I expect most of them to move their
accounts here also," he looked at the list and creamed his pants. "I expect
you to meet with each of them personally and grant them the same courtesy
you have shown me."

  "I assume you realize that with you and your son, and this list, you will
more than double our deposits and net worth as a bank."

  "Yes I do, and it's good to know that you do as well. Also, my son's
account is about to go mega. He will quickly overrun all my assets
easily. You might want to kiss his ass a bit if he comes in here."

  "Since you are being blunt, I will not only kiss his ass, I will blow him
too," he said, and I think only half joking.

  "He would probably like that. Now, here is a corperation that I recently
started. A list of its assets, and the future plans. I have a management
team in place, and they will get in touch with you. By any chance do you
know Epstein over at my old bank?"

  "Yes sir, a bit of a dick if you ask me."

  "Yeah, you're right about that, but if you want, why not give him a call,
and blow the biggest raspberry you can muster in his ear."

  "My thoughts exactly. Robert, we are going to get along just fine."

*****
  The next few months were quite hectic. Weekends, the band was playing on
one TV show or another. At school they were no longer the outcasts, they
were the in crowd.

  When the singers record hit the shelves at #1, the demand for New Dawning
dwindled. But Jacob's popularity soared. The singer wanted another song,
and there were offers pouring in daily.

  Only the nights with my boys kept me sane. Toby still slept with me most
nights, making love to me in his usual manner. Jacob even joined us on
occasion.

  Elise, Cade, and Jenny, came over to watch the band on TV several
times. Jacob and Jenny usually managed to slip away for a while on those
nights.

  One day in mid October, I got a call "Is this Robert?"

  "Yes."

  "This is Daniel Taylor," I was at a loss so I didn't say anything.

  "My father, Slim Taylor, said to call you."

  "Oh yes. Daniel. Glad you called. I hear you may be needing a job."

  "Well I haven't really looked yet, I just got home. But I definitely will
be needing to do something."

  "How soon can you fly here?"

  "This weekend is open for me."

  "Great, see you then."

  When Daniel arrived, I was pleasantly surprised. He was extremely
handsome, and built like the proverbial brick shit house. I guess maybe
6'4" [1.93 m] 230 lbs [105 kg] of pure muscle. Not that Mr. Olympia type,
just solid muscle, and washboard stomach.

  "Very nice to meet you, sir," he said as he shook my hand.

  "Forget the sir crap, you're not in the military here. I'm Robert. Nice
to finally meet you as well Daniel."

  "Beautiful home you have here."

  "Thanks, let me show you around," I showed him around upstairs first,
then down. Of course the boys and Jenny and the band were all swimming,
nude as usual.

  "I love Texas, but I haven't seen a sight that nice in a long time" was
his reaction to seeing all the nude kids.

  "Ada, would you make a couple of pitchers of sweet tea and bring them to
the patio?" I said after introducing them.

  By the time we sat at a table outside, Daniel had a very healthy looking
bulge in his pants. I wasn't sure if it was because of the boys or Jenny,
or just all the naked flesh in general.

  "Jacob! Would you come here please," I yelled toward the pool.

  As Jacob climbed out, Daniel said "I know that boy, I've seen him on TV."

  As he approached his cock swung with every step. "Jacob, this is Daniel,"
I said, and I watched Daniel's bulge twitch to even larger
proportions. Well that answered that question.

  "Pleased to meet you. Are you the sheriff's son, Daniel?"

  "Uh... Why yes. Yes I am." Daniel could hardly tear his eyes off of
Jacob's cock. Jacob noticed as well, and his cock responded. It started to
rise, and Jacob grinned at Daniel and ran back into the pool.

  "My son is very gifted," I started

  "I'll say," said Daniel watching Jacob disappear under the water.

  "Musically gifted," I corrected

  "Yes... of course... music," he said nervously.

  "Tell me about your military training."

  "Well, I'm proficient in weapons, martial arts, explosives. Expert
marksman, hand to hand combat. Just to name a few. I was special forces, so
I can't tell everything, or I'd have to kill you," Daniel joked.

  "You're exactly what I'm looking for. Do you know anyone else with your
qualifications?"

  "Most of my team have recently got out also. There are five guys I would
trust with my life, and the keys to my pickup."

  "Did your father tell you how we met?"

  "Yes sir, he said that your grandfather and my grandfather were friends,
and that you own a nice spread back home. He also told me about some bodies
buried on your land."

  "That's right. What I need now is security. I want a team for my family
and the property in Texas. You and your five friends should be enough."

  "I don't mean to question you, but don't you think six men a bit
excessive? After all there isn't anything on the property to guard."

  "There will be. They are drilling on it as we speak, but that is not my
worry. Security for the well will be the oil company's problem

  "I'm building a working ranch for boys there. We have contacted child
services all over Texas to let them know about our program. It will be for
boys 12 years old through high school. We will also have a College
scholarship fund for them.

  "We will start with a capacity of 50 boys who meet the criteria. They
can't be violent criminals, or anything like that. Mostly boys who just
need guidance or a second chance, or orphans."

  "Sounds expensive, but a great idea."

  "That's what the oil well is for. It will fund it. The boys will be
growing crops and raising cattle and such for their food. They will learn
to farm and have a little self esteem."

  "That sounds great. Where do I fit into this plan?"

  "You are my head of security. You will be in charge of your team. I want
at least two here and the rest in Texas. I would prefer you to be one here,
but that is up to you. If you decide to be here, you can always go to visit
your family in Texas, and switch off with one of them down there for a
while."

  "How much does it pay?"

  "Ahh, finally the big question. What do you think your team should be
paid?"

  "Well, they're used to an average of around 40 grand a year."

  "Then how about five a month, food, housing, company vehicle, and
medical, for them. Ten grand a month for you, same benefits."

  "Why double for me?" He asked skeptically.

  "First, because you're the head of security. I expect you to train your
team. Second, because I want you with us here. Our family is more important
than the property."

  "Are all these kids yours?"

  "No just those two boys. Toby! Come here a second," Toby trotted over,
his impressive cock leading the way. Daniel had to shift in his seat and
adjust his cock a bit. "Toby, I'd like you to meet Daniel."

  "Please, call me Dan. Everybody back home calls me Dan, except my
mom. She calls me Daniel. Pleased to meet you Toby." They shook hands and
Toby trotted back to the pool to be with Mike.

  "Nice looking boy."

  "Thanks. He's a great kid. Your duty will be to protect this family, and
in particular Jacob. He will be traveling a lot, and you will accompany him
when he does. When he is away from home I expect you to be with him 24/7."
Daniel looked over at Jacob, and I saw his bulge lurch.

  "I want you to choose one member of your team to be here, when you travel
with Jacob. This guy will also be the one to oversee my properties
here. Right now, that will mostly be on weekends, and probably more during
summer. As he gets older and more famous, that will change..."

  "More famous? I don't know anyone who hasn't seen his video. The record
is still #1. How much more famous is he gonna get?"

  "He is a musical prodigy. He wrote that song after studying music for
about a month. He has already made close to two million on it. What do you
think he will eventually become."

  "I see what you mean. So, how long do you think this gig will last? I
mean how long will you need my services?"

  "As long as you want. When he is an adult, moves out, gets married,
whatever, he may want you to stay with him. Or you can stay with us, or
move back to Texas, and work the ranch. But for now, It is for at least
five years. We will sign a one year contract, with four, one year
extensions. Either party can dissolve, with notice, at the end of each
extension. You will be required to train your replacement if you decide to
leave. And there will be a nondisclosure agreement."

  "Sounds good to me. When should I start?"

  "You just did."

  "My dad said I would like you. He was right."

  "I'm planning an extension to the back of the house. Another garage,
security room, storage. and studio. If there is anything you want to add,
talk to the architect."

  "What about school?" he asked knowing that could be a problem.

  "I arranged with the school for you to be outside Jacob's classroom,
throughout the day. They were in quick agreement, since we already had a
guy trying to get nude pictures of him in the locker room."

  "I can understand that," he said looking at Jacob.

  I called to Jacob again. "Will you bring me the black case off my desk
please?" He ran into the house with Dan's eyes on his ass the whole
way. When he returned I asked him to sit down a minute.

  "Dan, here are some things you might need. A company credit card, keys to
the house and cars, a pad that is linked into the house, cell phone, and
this. It belonged to my grandfather. I know he would love for you to have
it," I said handing him a pearl handled colt revolver. "If you don't want
it, we can send it to your dad."

  "No. It's a beauty. Thanks."

  "Jacob, will you show Dan to the room next to yours? You may want to
freshen up before dinner." Dan adjusted himself again before standing,
though hiding what was in those pants was impossible.

  Jacob returned a few minutes later. "Dad, I showed Dan to his room and
showed him the bathroom he decided to take a shower before dinner."

  "I thought he might," I replied

  "Dad, Toby doesn't have the biggest cock in the house anymore. Dan does,"
Jacob confided. "There are no towels in that room since no one's been using
it. I took some in and he was stroking his cock. It's huge!" he said as he
pulled on his own large cock.

  Dan reappeared, looking refreshed and relieved. "Sir, uh... Jacob saw me
in the shower."

  "So?"

  "Well, l... you see I was uh..."

  "You were jerking off?"

  "Well, yeah sorta..."

  "Dan, there isn't a person in this house who doesn't masturbate. You will
see a lot more than that while you are here. As you can see, nudity is not
unusual around here. That is one reason you will sign a nondisclosure
agreement," he nodded his head.

  "Besides, I hear you are quite gifted yourself. Since you are already on
the clock, so to speak, why not give your team a call? Have them meet us in
San Antonio next Friday. By then you will be up to speed on my plans."

***

  Sunday morning Ada woke us with my espresso. Toby's morning wood firmly
planted in my ass. "I like that guy, Dan. Seems to be a nice young
man. Polite and helpful. Now get your lazy butts out of bed." I told you
she loves me.

  I was in my office, when Dan came in "Sir, Could I speak to you a
moment?"

  "Let me guess. You are concerned about your job."

  "Yes sir. You see..."

  I held up my hand "I'm not finished with my guessing game. You're
concerned because Jacob came into your room last night." He looked down and
nodded

  "And you and he had relations." I almost felt sorry for him, he looked so
ashamed, nearly tearful.

  I laid my hand on his shoulder. "Were you a virgin?" His head shot up
with his brow furrowed.

  "No!"

  "Did you tell him to stop?"

  Again, he looked down and ashamed. "Well... I... no."

  "Did you hurt him or did he hurt you?"

  "No sir."

  "Did you both enjoy it?"

  "Yes, I think so."

  "If you tell him no, and he doesn't stop, we have a problem. If he tells
you to stop and you don't, we definitely will have a problem. Otherwise, I
don't see a problem. Go away."

  He stood there stunned for a moment, broke into a huge smile, then hugged
me. "Thank you. My dad was sure right when he said I would like you. You
are a very unusual man." He turned to leave then stopped at the door. "I've
decided that Max should be the other in house guy. He's the best, and he is
also an unusual man. We were good friends," he said cryptically.

  Monday, Dan took Jacob to school. Jacob thought he was hot shit because
he had a personal bodyguard. Ada was relieved not to have to make school
runs.

  I watched Dan closely over the week and saw his skill in evaluating a
room or situation. He was always alert and aware. I had made a good choice.

  Friday after school we flew to San Antonio. We stayed in a hotel near the
airport because I had meetings on that side of town.

  We met with the security team at dinner. Five of the biggest, meanest,
mother fuckers, I have ever seen. Just what you would expect special forces
guys to look like.

  When we entered, they stood and saluted Dan. "Relax guys, we're civilians
now." Then they all shoulder bumped and shook hands. "This is Robert. He's
your new boss. These are his sons Jacob and Toby."

  After a few minutes we were joined by a man in his forties. "Gentlemen,
this is Tom. I stole him from the city of Dallas. He has degrees in
education, and psychology, and he grew up on a very successful ranch. He
will be in charge at the ranch, except in the case of an emergency, when
you will take the reins."

  We had a great dinner, and conversation. The men got acquainted with
Tom. Everyone seemed to get along fine. At the end, I asked them all to
meet me the next day, and gave them the address.

  I arrived early and approached the reception desk. "Who is the youngest
salesman here" I ask the girl that was busy with her fingernail polish.

  "Mark Baker," she said barely glancing up.

  "Is he married, kids?"

  "His wife is due in two months with their first."

  "Good, I want to speak to him."

  He appeared and shook my hand. "Do you have any four wheel drive pickups,
heavy duty type, but fully loaded."

  "Yes sir, we have quite a few."

  He pointed to one on the showroom floor. It was bright red, huge and
rugged looking, with a double cab. "This is our top of the line. Very
sturdy, but not too good on gas milage."

  Max arrived about then "Nice truck, you would look great behind the wheel
of that."

  I turned to Mark and said "Give him the keys, and I want five more just
like it." Mark paled a bit, then ran to the sales manager's office. A fat
bald guy was suddenly by my side.

  "I'm Marvin Green, what can I do for you?"

  "Nothing, I was telling my friend Mark that I want six pickups. Mark is
going to sell them to me, or I can go see my other friend at your
competitor."

  Within the hour, my guys had new matching trucks. They waited to see if
my check would clear, so I told them to call Bryan, the bank manager at
home and he approved it.

  Mark came to me as I was leaving. "Thank you Robert. You can't possibly
realize what this will mean to me. If I can ever do anything for you, just
let me know."

  "Well these trucks will need replacing in about three years. About the
time you will be working on your second child. See you then." He stood
there wondering how I knew about that.

  Aaron, one of the men, asked me "Are you really giving us all a truck?
Why? You hardly know us."

  "Dan said he trusts you, I trust Dan. He actually said he'd trust you
with his life and the keys to his truck. I'm trusting you with the lives of
fifty boys, and now you have the keys to the truck as well. I expect your
best, so I give my best."

  I told Max that he was to meet us back home tomorrow, and gave him
instructions. Toby and I rode with Tom, Jacob and Dan rode with Aaron, and
five matching trucks caravanned to south Texas.

  The old log cabin, now cleaned up, serves as the construction base. I
went over the blueprints with Tom and the others, as large machinery was
clearing the site. I decided then, to build a small retreat for me and the
boys as well.

  The plans include housing for the fifty boys, a common kitchen and
dinning area, school, guard gate, offices, boat dock, pool, guest quarters,
staff quarters, maintenance shed, machinery building, recreation building,
livestock pens, barns, grain and feed storage, everything had been
considered, and planned out. It really was going to be an impressive place.

  Roads were being dug to and from fields and livestock areas, to make it
easier to transport machinery and animals. Even roads throughout the
property for security checks.

  We were calling it The Campbell Boys Center. Named for Toby and Jacob
Campbell. Logos would be placed on farm machinery and security trucks,
produce, among other things.

  Tom was in charge of hiring, and firing, if it should come to it. He
already had a teacher lined up for the coming school year. He also managed
to steal his dad's ranch foreman and a few hands.

  The best part was, I financed it all with a lawsuit with my former
bank. Epstein shit his pants over the settlement. There wasn't a court in
Texas that didn't know what could have been produced by a few wells on this
property. The oil company's projections for the well they're drilling, was
the nail in his coffin.

  We stopped in Crystal City to see Slim. He was very happy to see
us. "Word has gotten out about your place. I have people calling me all the
time. Reporters too, especially when they made the connection between Jacob
and the center."

  "Damn, I was hoping we had more time before that happened. Well, with
free publicity, it can only help."

  "Yep, the state agencies are starting to sit up and take notice too. I
got word from Houston that they have a few boys they want to send here
already. Is there a time frame in mind?"

  "Construction should be completed in six months for everything. I may be
able to push the housing and school ahead a bit, but the ranching part will
be pushed back. There isn't any way to take boys in until the school and
housing are finished. Here is Tom's cell number. You can direct enquiries
to him now."

  I glanced over by the truck and saw Dan and Jacob, play fighting. Dan had
his large hand on Jacob's head, holding him at a distance as Jacob swung
his fists at him uselessly. "Slim, thank you for sending Dan my way. He is
perfect for the job. Jacob really likes him as well."

  "He told me he really loves working for you, that you treat him like
family. That goes a long way around here."

  "That's good to hear. He quickly became part of the family, it's like he
always was, just came home from the military.

  "Drop in at the center sometime and meet the rest of the men. I'll tell
them to expect you. Wouldn't hurt none to flash your gun at them
construction fellas."

  "Will do. Good to see ya Robert."

  Slim and Dan hugged goodbye, and we were on our way home.

Chapter 9

  It's funny how when you work on a big project, it tends to consume you. I
have always been good about multitasking and being able to divide my time
accordingly.

  If you have ever remodeled a house, or built one, you know how there is
always something that needs to be done. Some decision needs to be
made. Well I was in the middle of remodeling my house. I was also building
a unique ranch for boys from the ground up, literally. I was also starting
a new company, which was in a very transitional stage. I had my clients to
watch after. My son's music career was on the rise, just to top it all off.

  To put it mildly, I was up to my ass in alligators. My one respite was
the nights with Toby. They stood as a constant reminder of why I was doing
all this. But I wasn't so busy that I didn't notice things around the
house.

  Max had arrived on time, the day we returned from Texas. Dan gave him the
rundown on the house, and showed him to his room in the pool house. At
dinner, he kept us in stitches with stories of his and Dan's exploits in
the military.

  I was aware that Jacob spent some nights in Dan's room, but I was
surprised to see Max sneak into Dan's room that first night. Even more
surprising was that I knew Jacob was already in there.

  The next day, I spoke to Jacob. "Are you okay son?"

  "Yeah Dad, why?"

  "I know that Max went into Dan's room with you last night. They didn't
hurt you did they?"

  "Pfft No... Max and I took turns fucking Dan. Max is a little bigger than
me, but not as big as Dan, or even Toby."

  "So you fuck Dan?" I wasn't sure before but I had guessed. Jacob doesn't
really like to be fucked.

  "Yeah, I'd bet it would be funny to watch on video. A big guy like him
taking it up the ass from a little kid like me. Max is bi, and Dan and Max
have been lovers for a while, but the rest of the team doesn't know."

  Later that day I had the privilege of seeing both Max and Dan in the pool
with Jacob and Toby. Oh my god, what a sight. Two big and two huge
cocks. Two teen and two young men. Jacob has grown to around seven inches
[18 cm], of course he is just 13. Max was about eight inches [20 cm], Toby
at nine and a half [24 cm], Dan was about an inch longer than Toby, and
thicker too. He really did have a monster between his legs. I couldn't help
but wonder how it would feel plowing my bowels.

  That night in bed Toby was really pounding me hard. "You would like Dan
to fuck this tight ass wouldn't you?"

  "No Toby, just you and Jacob get my ass," I declared as I shot my first
load.

  "But you would like to know what it would feel like having that huge cock
fucking you senseless, wouldn't you?"

  "Yes, I would love to feel it in me. But I only want you."

  "That's right Rob, I own this ass. You need me in you. Say it!"

  "I need you in me Toby, always."

  In bed Toby could be so forceful. You wouldn't think so if you knew him
outside the bedroom.

  A few days later, Jacob had a meeting with Jim to discuss some of the
offers that were coming in. He nixed just about all of them till Jim
mentioned a country western star. Jacob was interested, and asked about
it. "He has lyrics, but can't seem to get them to music. He said that
nothing was working, but he really wants the lyrics just the way they
are. I don't know anything about music, but he said he has tried several
songwriters, besides his own attempts at putting it to music."

  I never knew that Jacob liked a challenge. The C.W. artist lives in
Nashville, Jacob told Jim to set up an appointment with him for this
weekend and the next.

***

  "So, you're the boy genius everyone's talking about. Pleased ta meet
ya. You must be his dad," he said extending his hand. Then turning to Dan
he said "And who is this big fella?"

  "He's my bodyguard," Jacob rudely interjected

  Dan smoothed things over with a big smile and "His overnight success has
had a price and took it's toll."

  "Yeah, I hear ya. I had the same problem when I first started out. You
probably saw some of my boys when you came through the gate."

  "I'm sorry to have been so rude, It was a terrible flight. I guess with
the holidays coming up, everybody and his sister was at the airport," Jacob
explained.

  Jacob and C.W. sat down at a table with cold drinks, and chatted between
themselves. After about ten minutes, the C.W. star reached into his pocket
and pulled out what looked to be a simple yellow legal pad sheet of
paper. Jacob perused it a moment, then stood.

  "No problem," Jacob was saying as they came back to us. "I won't make any
copies, and will bring back the original next week. I will have your song
ready by then, but I expect you to send your plane for me. I ain't riding
coach, when I'm about to make you millions."

  "Well, little buddy, If you tell me you can do it, I'll send the plane
for you."

  "It's already almost done. Want a sample?" Jacob walked over to a grand
piano in the next room. "Here is part of the melody," he played a few bars
on the piano. "This is part of your chorus," he played a bit more. "The
rest you get when I get my check."

  C.W. turned to his assistant and said "Have the plane ready to take these
nice people home tomorrow." Then to Jacob, "I heard you were good, I just
had no idea. My plane will pick you up next Friday, and you will be my
guests here, not some crappy hotel room."

  "Can you get a recording studio by then? I will have it all ready to go,
and can be here to help if there is a problem."

  "Yeah, I have my own studio. Why don't we set it up for Saturday? I
insist you enjoy my hospitality on Friday night at least."

  "Deal."

  In the limo, Dan said "I can't believe what I just saw. That man is the
biggest star on the planet, and he just kissed your ass."

  "You should have seen what he did to the pop star in L.A," I told Dan
"Jacob, you need to be less cocky though. We get that you are a genius, but
people will respond to you better, if they're not afraid you will tear them
apart. My grandfather used to tell me «You can catch more flies with
honey than with vinegar,» and you don't want to get the reputation of
being difficult."

  Dan said "My grandad always said that same thing."

  "I'm sorry Dad. Sometimes I just feel like... well like these people are
vultures, plucking meat off my corpse. Know what I mean?"

  "Yes, son, I do. But you have to look at things differently. God gave you
a gift. A gift of music. Music is the one thing that people all over the
world understand. No language barriers, no politics. Just beautiful
music. I can only assume that God would want you to share that gift.

  "People like the pop star, they are just a means of spreading that gift
to the world. Your music will be here long after they are dead. Look at all
the great composers, Beethoven, Mozart, Bach. They've been dead 200 years,
yet their music is still revered.

  "Do you know who wrote the most recorded song?"

  "Yeah, Yesterday by Lennon/McCartney," Jacob answered, like he would win
a prize.

  "That's right. Something like 2500 recording artists have spread that
around the world for people to enjoy. Their music will be around for
centuries. And so will yours."

  Jacob looked at me for a moment, then broke into a big smile. "Does that
mean I shouldn't have told him I wanted 300 thousand up front on top of
royalties?"

  "Holy shit. Did you really?" I asked, stunned.

  "Yep, and he agreed, he really wants this song."

  Friday after Thanksgiving, we arrived in Nashville onboard his plane. A
limo took us directly to his house.

  "There's my man." C.W. said when he saw Jacob. "You got my music?"

  "You got my check?" Jacob replied.

  "Then welcome to my home. I have a few friends that want to meet you
coming over tonight. We're gonna have us a party."

  Dan never left Jacob's side the whole evening. We met lots of well known
celebrities and some not so well known. All seemed to like Jacob, many
wanted to work with him.

  Saturday Jacob passed out the sheet music to everyone. The musicians
fiddled around with it for a minute, then C.W. had them play it. Jacob
handed him back his original copy of the lyrics, and he lip synced along
with the music. When the band finished, C.W. reached into his
pocket. "Here's your check. It's perfect."

  "I know. Thanks."

  C.W. had to have three takes on the recording, he became too emotional on
the first. The second, he actually forgot the lyrics. But the third came
out perfect.

  The the sound guy put the mix together and played it back. They were
sitting around nodding to the music, and smiling. When Jacob suddenly
yelled "Stop! Stop!" The room froze. I even froze.

  "Bring down the fucking steele guitar by 50%, bring up the strings and
vocals 25% and where the hell is the keyboard? Are you making music or
bringing 'Hee Haw' back to television?"

  Everyone looked at C.W., he nodded and the sound guy did it. The playback
started and no one made a sound. I thought for sure Jacob had gone too far
that time.

 That is until I saw the tears in everyone's eyes. It turned into a
beautiful ballad. I even liked C.W.'s gravely voice.

  C.W. dried his eyes and approached Jacob. He bent down and looked at
Jacob's crotch, for a rather long moment. Then he straightened up and said
"Where do you keep balls as big as Dallas?... Kid my name on a record will
guarantee Platinum sales. That... that made it quintuple platinum at
least."

  The room roared, Jacob smiled. Then C.W. said "Kid, not that you'll ever
need it, but you will always have a job waiting for you."

  On the plane back home I asked Jacob to explain his musical gift. "Dad, I
can't explain it to you. I hear rhythm in everything, I hear notes and see
their order. I have tunes in my head all the time, and I can see them on
paper in scale. It's so hard to describe.

  "I have always been this way, but until I saw music written out on sheet
music did it all make sense suddenly. When I played your guitar, and
tinkered with the piano back at school, it all came together. It became
organized in my head."

  I just looked at him with obvious amazement. Or lack of understanding.

  "Okay, uh... you know there are 88 keys on a piano. Well you can play
quarter notes, half notes, whole notes, etc... multiply that times the
number of notes in a song, X88 X87 X86 X85... etc. On top of that you have
chords and more than one note at a time and on many instruments. The
combinations are unlimited.

  "Well to me, I see them all. I see, and hear all the possible
combinations. Before, it was all jumbled up in my head, now I know how to
organize them into the right order to make whatever I want.

  "It's kinda like cooking. Add the right ingredients, in the right amount,
and you have either bread or pancakes. So many recipes have the same
ingredients but turn out differently. I happen to be a chef that can take
the same ingredients and make 1000 different dishes, and add a few more
ingredients, and I can turn it into a hundred thousand."

  I was stunned, there is no other word for it. "All that is in your head
right now?"

  He nodded at me, then said "Before, I was just so confused all the
time. I am so happy that it all makes sense to me now. I just reach in and
pull out an ingredient, and throw it in the bowl, and voila, Chicken Kiev
comes out."

  Dan decided to throw his two cents in with "For three hundred thousand,
it's very expensive Chicken Kiev."

  "That's because I'm the best chef there is. Gordon Ramsay isn't flipping
burgers at McDonald's for 10 bucks an hour, is he?"

  My son, good at music and analogies.

  When we arrived home I received some bad news. The guys in Texas had
caught a family of illegals crossing my property. They turned them over to
border patrol, who wasn't too happy with having their jobs done for them.

  I called around until I was connected to the right people. I found out
that Aaron was being held for denying that family their rights. Their right
to what? Come into the country illegally? To break into people's property?
To steal shit that doesn't belong to them? I about lost it on this guy, and
asked for whoever was in charge.

  "Sir, I am building a home for underprivileged children. The thought that
they could be harmed by trespassers, and illegal ones at that, is
reprehensible. I have security there for just that reason.

  "If you would prefer, I can let a few kids get killed by whoever decides
it's their right to do so, but I don't think the newspapers would see it
your way."

  Somehow, he suddenly had a change of view on it. He also promised to make
sure that his men made regular stops at my place to check on things there.

  Aaron was released in minutes. I called him and thanked him for his
efforts, and apologize for his incarceration. "No problem sir, I knew you
had my back. Dan said you were a stand up guy, so I wasn't worried."

  I thanked him again, and told him to take a couple of days off. "But if
you get arrested for drunk driving, I ain't getting you out," I laughed and
so did he.

  After the call, I left my office. I had been so preoccupied about Aaron's
arrest, that I hadn't noticed the decorations. While we had been in
Nashville, Ada had put up the Christmas decorations. The past few weeks I
had been so busy with everything else, I just completely forgot about
Christmas. I turned around and went back to my office.

  What the hell was I going give the boys for Christmas?

  First I made a few phone calls. I got online and made reservations on
Carnival Cruise line's, Magic. It's home base is in Galveston Texas. Twelve
suites ought to be enough. When you book twelve suites, you get vip
clearance. Early boarding and shorter lines. I love being rich.

  The idea was to surprise the boys again. Going to Texas was not unusual,
the surprise would come when we get to the ship instead of the ranch, and
when Toby and Jacob saw all their friends there too.

  The band and their parents and siblings, Tyler and Clay and their
parents, Jenny and Elise, David and Cade, and of course Dan, Max, and
Ada. Twenty four people in all. I assumed twelve suites would be enough
with two people to a room. I had invited my parents too, but they
declined. They did however send the boys some nice gifts for Christmas.

  The ship actually allows up to four per room, and some of the girls may
want to all be in one room. Mike has two sisters, one older one
younger. Jarrod has a brother. Colby has no siblings. Of course each set of
parents would have their own. Jenny and Elise could share, and David and
Cade also. I thought if worse came to worse Max could share with me, and
Dan would definitely be with Jacob.

  I assumed that Ada would want her own room. What I didn't count on, was
the extent of the relationship between Ada and Max. It seem as though they
had grown quite close, so he wasn't fucking Dan anymore. He was staying in
his room in the pool house, or to be more precise, in Ada's room in the
pool house.

  I also assumed that Toby and Mike would share a room. Well in fact they
did, except several nights Toby was in my room, Cade was in with Mike
trying to suck him dry, David was seducing Elise, Jenny was fucking Jacob,
who was also fucking Dan.

  Then on the nights when Toby was fucking Mike, Cade was blowing either
Colby or Jarrod, actually both. Tyler's younger sister thought Clay was
hot, and vice versa, so they hooked up more than once during the cruise.

  Well you get the picture. With all the fucking and sucking our clan was
doing, I'm surprised the ship wasn't rocking even more than it naturally
did.

  Although twelve suites on a Christmas cruise isn't cheap, it was a hell
of alot cheaper than the yacht trip.

  Toby had asked why we were flying into Houston instead of San Antonio,
and I explained that I had some business there first. That set aside any
more questions, until I pulled the rental car up in front of that humongous
ship. Ada and Max had arrived earlier with our luggage.

  The boys were full of questions as we made our way through the boarding
process, which by the way leaves a little to be desired, even with vip
clearance.

  We were on the pool deck with thousands of other passengers, when someone
started pointing to Jacob. Soon it was apparent that Jacob was recognized
and the onslaught started. Every teen girl on that ship wanted a piece of
Jacob. And if I know Jacob, he would have gladly taken a few pieces of them
as well.

  Dan was in top form, and protected Jacob from the crowd. He escorted
Jacob to the DJ booth by the pool, which was enclosed, Jacob spent the next
two hours signing autographs. Some even on the girls chest's.

  It wasn't long before the crew became aware that something was
afoot. Soon after that we were approached by the entertainment director. It
seems that at the end of the cruise, there is a performance by the
passengers in the large theater. Everyone is encouraged to try out for the
show, which consists of people lip syncing famous artists' music.

  At first the director wanted the band to do a whole show sometime during
the cruise. Jacob nixed that idea saying "Do you know what I charge for
that?"

  The director came back later with a counter offer. Two songs closing the
passenger show in return the cruise line would comp the band's cruise
expense. So I got a refund on my credit card for four cruise tickets, and
their incidental charges never appeared on my account.

  The cruise was fun for everyone. That ship has so many things for people
of all ages. The shore excursions were exciting too. Some of the kids
wanted to zipline, others wanted to parasail. Dan went with whichever Jacob
decided to go. Max went with the others. Parents went snorkeling and to the
beach.

  We saw Mayan ruins and a dolphin show. All in all it was a blast. On the
ship there was always a party somewhere, music and dancing and swimming in
the pools. A general party atmosphere.

  You can't turn the corner without running into some kind of food too. We
had assigned dining times, with all of us at nearby tables, but we weren't
required to eat in the dining room. There must be a dozen restaurants
onboard that we could choose from as well.

  Some nights Toby spent with me, others I was alone. But there wasn't a
boy cock in our group that I didn't get to suck at least once during the
trip, some several times. I love sucking boy cock. Cade kept me from
getting even more boy cream.

  Christmas on the ship was actually a lot more festive than I would have
expected. Carols rang throughout the ship starting Christmas eve, and all
day Christmas as well.

  Toby gave me a new espresso machine, which of course was still at home,
so he showed me a picture of it on his cell phone.

  Jacob wrote me a song, of course I won't be able to hear it till we get
home.

  The cruise end show, was a hoot. Word had gotten out that 'New Dawning'
were to perform, and the place was packed. Everybody seem to have a good
laugh at the karaoke-esque acts. Then the announcer said "Ladies and
gentlemen we have a treat for you tonight, the REAL 'New Dawning'."

  The boys performed two songs, including the talent show winning one. Then
Jacob played a guitar solo that brought the house down. He finished to
thunderous applause.

  The director was beside himself. He had only expected the two
songs. Jacob explained. "We've had a really good time on the cruise. I
threw the solo in for free."

  Jacob, Toby, Dan, and myself, left the ship and headed to see Dan's dad,
Slim. He had chose and purchased two horses for me, actually for the
boys. I don't know shit about horses, so I ask him to choose ones that
would be good for two novice horseback riders, but not half dead nags.

  Dan and his dad shared a big hug and it was obvious that Slim loved his
son, and was proud of him. I told Slim how Dan had managed to keep Jacob
safe on the ship, and everywhere we went.

  When I had talked to Slim about the trip and the horses, he offered to
put us up for the night. Dan was happy to see his mom again, not to mention
having a home cooked meal. Food always seems to taste better when your mom
makes it.

  Slim told Dan to take his old bedroom, and was showing Jacob and Toby and
I to guest rooms, When Dan said "No, Jacob stays with me." You gotta love a
guy who takes his job seriously.

  The next morning we went to the Sanders' place. Mr. Sanders had offered
to stable the horses till we had our place ready. He was still grazing his
cattle on my land, so he didn't see fit to charge for the upkeep on the
horses.

  As I said, I know shit about horses, but these looked like beautiful
specimens. One brown, one white, and that would be extent of my knowledge
of horses, color.

  Dan and Slim took the boys for a riding lesson, while I went to my ranch
to check on progress there.

  Tom was surprised to see me, as were the security team. I hadn't given
them their Christmas bonuses, because I knew I would be here. They really
didn't expect a bonus check since they had only worked for me a short
while, but I like to keep employees happy.

  Construction was well underway on the main buildings. The residences and
common areas were arranged around the lake, which was enlarged to be more
useful for a lot of boys' recreation. I wanted the place to look more like
a resort, than an institution. It seemed to be developing nicely.

  Aaron asked about security measures. I explained that for now, just
patrol the property and keep an eye on the construction sight for
thieves. Once we start taking residents, the main focus would be on their
safety. We would need one on patrol and one at the residence 24/7. We would
also need one at the gate house. He could start looking for additional help
soon, and that the pay would be the same for the others, since everyone
would switch off on shifts and responsibilities.

  Construction on my house there had also begun. It wasn't to be as big as
my main residence, but it was very nice.

  While I was there, I got a call from my banker, Bryan Ford. The oil
company sent the first royalty check for the well that had come in. 1.5
million. Which is a good thing, because I needed to purchase farm
machinery. If you knew how much that shit cost, you wouldn't complain about
paying a buck a pound for corn.

  It's a good thing we had a vacation, because we had a busy schedule till
school started back up after the holidays. We were flying from San Antonio
to L.A. for meetings with two bands. Well one band and one solo act.

  The band wanted music for an entire album all written by Jacob. The
soloist, one of the biggest names in music for the past few decades, wanted
a swan song before retiring. If she liked Jacobs music, it would be her
last recording.

  After Jacob's meetings, 'New Dawning' was to be the opening act for a new
year's eve show on television.

  We arrived in L.A. and went straight to our hotel. We had two suites, and
I needed a rest so I went to my room. Toby didn't think I needed a rest, so
he decided to fuck my brains out instead. Life is tough when you are at the
mercy of a fifteen year old walking erection. But sacrifices must be made.

  Toby gave me my usual long fuck, and I came all over myself. We were
cuddling after, when Toby jumped up and put on his shorts. No underwear or
shirt, just shorts. I asked where he was going, but before he replied,
there was a knock at the door. He opened it and stepped out, and Jacob came
in.

  "We decided that Dan deserved Toby's cock for a while and you get
mine. Ready for round two?" Jacob explained.

  He had barely shut the door, when it burst open. There a very upset
looking Dan stood in just his underwear. "I'm sorry sir, he slipped out
when I was taking a leak," I couldn't help but stare at his overstuffed
crotch for a moment.

  "It's okay Dan, come in," he was followed in by Toby, who just dropped
his shorts and climbed back into bed with me.

  "Jacob, you can't keep slipping away like that. You don't want Dan to
lose his job, do you? His replacement might not be as understanding of your
tastes as Dan is," I admonished

  "I'm sorry Dan, sometimes I just don't think, I guess. I will make it up
to you later," he said with a grin. "Since we're all here, scoot over Dad."

  Jacob and Dan got into bed with Toby and I. I was a bit embarrassed to be
in this situation, but Jacob can be very convincing. I soon had a big
thirteen year old cock in my ass. Toby was carving out new territory in
Dan's at the same time.

  Two grown men getting plowed by two teen boys. Even face down with my
head turned, I knew exactly what Dan was experiencing.

  Before I could cum, Jacob said "Let's switch," he withdrew, and I was
left empty for a moment waiting for Toby to replace him.

  Next thing I know, I feel a huge cock being pushed into me. If there is
one thing I know, it's how Toby's cock feels in me, and this wasn't
it. Even before looking over my shoulder, I knew it could only be Dan's
huge meatslab invading my bowels.

  I started to protest "No... Oh...O h... Oh god... Oh." Then I was lost in
the pleasure of that magnificent cock. He is big and strong and has a
mighty weapon between his legs. I love when Toby makes love to me, I love
how Jacob fucks me too. But for pure raw sex... Damn that man can fuck!

  I guess I'm a bit of a size queen when comes to getting fucked, because
that big cock felt heavenly. Well, then there are the boy cocks that would
feel great too, even if they aren't as big.

  Dan managed to get his entire cock in me. Toby and Jacob watched as he
screwed me into the mattress. "I can't believe he took that whole thing,"
Jacob said in amazement.

  "Boss, your ass is wonderful. I should have done this a long time ago."

  "If I had known it would be like this, I would have let you," I answered
as I came.

  He shot his load deep in my guts, and fell to the side. "You can do me
too, Boss," he said between gasps of air.

  "Another time, Dan, you've drained me," I was face down, lying in a pool
of my own cum. I struggled to get up, feeling like I had been roto
rootered.

  "Jacob, you and I have to talk. Dan, take Toby into the other room." Dan
got up, and I could see that cock, still huge looking, and felt a pang of
desire. Once he had on his underwear, and Toby had on shorts, they left.

  "You have got to stop taking advantage of people. I know how persuasive
you can be, and I know Toby let you talk him into this. It's not something
he would do."

  "I don't know what you mean Dad," Jacob said defensively.

  "You know exactly what I mean. You and Toby both know I only wanted the
two of you in my ass. I told you many times, Only you and Toby get to be
there. It was something special that only we shared and you fucked it
up. You planned this, and duped Toby into it, didn't you?"

  He was crying by this time. "I... I thought... But you liked it didn't
you?"

  "That makes no difference. I feel like a bride whose husband has set her
up for rape. As the saying goes, 'When rape is inevitable, lay back and
enjoy it.' Well that doesn't mean it isn't still rape."

  He broke down in pitiful sobs. After a minute I said "Go into the
bathroom and don't come out until I call you," I picked up the phone and
dialed the other room. Dan answered. "Send Toby in" and I hung up.

  Toby came in looking concerned, as well he should. Jacob could be heard
sobbing in the bathroom. "Tell me how this got started," I commanded.

  "We love you Dad. We want you to be happy," he answered.

  "That is not what I said. How did this get started?" I wasn't going to be
side tracked.

  "We were talking about how much you do for us. How you always think of us
first. Even in bed, you want us to enjoy it, even sacrificing your own
desires. We know you made this commitment, out of love for us. But
realistically, I'll be going away to college soon, and Jacob is just
getting busier by the day, and he will be leaving in a couple of years too.

  "You're still a young man. You shouldn't be expected to have your sexlife
dry up, just because we grew up."

  My resolve was weakening. Damn kids sure know how to play their
parents. "Why didn't you come and discuss this with me, why set me up to be
raped?"

  The word rape hit him hard. He stammered a minute, then said. "We... I
never... I didn't think about it in those terms. We both have asked you if
you wanted someone else to fuck you. You always said no. We thought if you
just got past the first time, you would open up to other possibilities.

  "We both hated the idea of you growing old, and not sharing your love
with someone. We want you to be happy even after we're gone."

  Damn kids, how do they come up with this shit?

  "As you said, I didn't want anyone else. I told both of you that. I
DIDN'T WANT anyone else. It was my choice. You took away MY CHOICE. This is
the same as when Jacob talked you into fucking Jenny. He coerced you into
it. Only this time you both just forced me into something I didn't want. Do
you think that was the right thing to do?"

  He couldn't answer me. He was torn up by the aspect of rape. As he stood
in front of me, racked with heavy sobs, my heart went out to him. But I
wasn't giving up just yet. It was time to lay it on thick.

  "Jacob!" He entered, eyes all puffy and red. He was shocked at Toby's
appearance. Since they had been with me, I had never had to admonish
Toby. Jacob was usually on the receiving end of discipline.

  "Do you boys think you can go through life, raping and pillaging, without
a care or worry for anyone else's feelings?" Both boys shook their heads,
without raising their eyes from the carpet.

  "You did to me, exactly as your mother didn't want me to do to you. Have
I forced myself on you? Have I lined up people to butt fuck you? Have I
ever implied that your bodies are at my disposal?"

  The mere mention of their mother's wishes sent them into a tail spin. It
was an effective blow. When the reality hit them, they both threw their
arms around me, sobbing and apologizing.

  I gave them a moment to recover, then asked "Toby, you have admitted
compliance in this scheme, what about Dan? What was Dan's place in this?"

  "That was my idea," Jacob tearfully admitted. " When we offered to get
one of our friends to fuck you, you kept saying no. Dan has such a nice
cock, and even though he's not a boy, I thought you would like it. He
didn't know anything about the plan, until I said to switch places. He just
thought you were into it too."

  Well that was a relief. "I'll decide what to do about this later. You two
go wash your faces. Then you both go to the other room and send Dan over
here."

  When they exited the bathroom, they stopped in front of me. They hugged
and kissed me. Then Toby lifted the necklace off my chest, and said "You
really are the Best Dad. Thank you for caring." They turned and left.

  Fucking Kids. I can't stay angry with them. But how am I supposed to
punish them? Economic sanctions won't work, Jacob is almost as rich as me
already. Send them to bed without dinner? Shit, they went to bed hungry
long before I met them.

  I sat on the bed and waited for Dan. He knocked before entering. "Is
everything Okay, Boss? The boys look pretty upset."

  "Everything is fine, Dan. I just needed to get a few things straight with
them. How do you feel about what happened earlier?"

  He looked like a kid that was asked if he liked ice cream. "It was great!
Anytime you want to do that again... Wait. Did you like it... I mean..."

  "Yes, of course I liked it. Couldn't you tell?"

  He grinned big time. "I thought you did. Well actually, I really hoped
you did."

  While in the other room, he had gotten dressed in shorts and a tee
shirt. I reached out, and grabbed the waistband of his shorts, and pulled
him closer. I unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts. Pulling them down, his
large cock came into view. Even completely soft, it was a real meatslab.

  I looked up at him as I took it into my mouth. I love to feel a cock
harden in my mouth. Placing his hands on my head, he let out a contented
moan. His cock swelled quickly, causing me to have to pull back. Damn he is
big. I had learned to handle Toby's big cock, but this was a real monster.

  Soon he was sawing that wonderful cock in and out of my mouth with
ease. I couldn't take it all, but I took all I could. He gauged my limits,
and used that much to face fuck me.

  After a few minutes, he withdrew. Nothing needed to be said, I just
handed him the lube and lay down. I had enjoyed it, even under duress, the
first time. This time was indescribable. It hurt a bit going in, but once
seated, man what that cock did.

  He was behind me, thrusting deep, telling me how good my ass felt to
him. I was somewhere above seventh heaven. His knees were on either side of
my hips, his arms around me. His speed increased as he pushed me into the
mattress with each thrust. He kissed my neck right at the collar bone just
as he unloaded in me. I came at the moment I felt him gush into me.

  He collapsed on my back, trying to return to earth. That python still
lodged deep in me. "God, I love you Rob."

Chapter 10

  I had asked Dan to stay with me, but he said he had to get back to
Jacob. He did manage to fuck me a third time before he left though.

  The trouble with being a boy lover is that they eventually turn into
men. Most men don't do a thing for me. Dan was different. He was a kind
gentle human being, and a super stud too.

  We had a meeting with the superstar in the morning. She was very gracious
and welcomed us into her home. This is a woman who has one of the greatest
voices in recording history, has won every major award in entertainment,
and yet she was anxious to meet Jacob.

  "I'm very pleased to meet you. My friend, (C.W.), said you were the one
to call."

  "Thank you, I got excited when Jim said you wanted to see me. I've heard
almost all your songs, and it isn't every day I get to work with someone
who has perfect pitch, and the range you have," I had never seen Jacob so
excited.

  "Will you listen to this kid? I love you already. So, Jacob, you think
you can write me a song worth leaving my career with?"

  "I'd consider it an honor and privilege to try," I couldn't believe this
was the same Jacob I have seen rip artists apart. Even worse is, this
woman, though extremely talented, had a reputation of being difficult to
work with.

  She put her arm around Jacob and was leading him away. "Tell me, is it
true you told (C.W.'s) producer to fuck off?" I didn't hear the rest of the
conversation. They sat in the next room, laughing and carrying on as if
they had known each other for years.

  A little while later, you could tell the conversation had turned to
business. She was talking very seriously, and I could see the interest in
Jacob's expression. Then the two switched, Jacob talked, she listened
intently. This give and take went on for quite a while. Then she leaned in
and hugged him.

  They came back to me, all smiles. "You have a remarkable son here
Mr. Campbell," I didn't correct her about my name, Campbell is the boy's'
name, not mine.

***

  "Now, I hear you charge 300 grand up front," she said as if she were
going to argue price.

  "To hear you do one of my songs will be enough up front. Just the regular
percentage will be fine." This is definitely not my Jacob.

  "Kid, never sell yourself cheap. You got talent, you should be
paid. Trust me, I know. But I'm also a tightwad. Make it 150, and you got a
deal." They shook hands and then hugged again.

  We got into the limo and Dan immediately jumped Jacob. "Where did tough
as nails Jacob go. Oh wait. He turned into a pussy for the superstar."

  Jacob started to pummel Dan, who raised his hands in self defense. "Look
at the big pussy, afraid of a little kid. And I thought you were a big
dick, but you look like a pussy to me," Jacob taunted back.

  Dan wrapped his arms around Jacob, and drew him in close. "Well little
buddy, I'd trade my big cock for your talent any day." Then he kissed the
top of Jacob's head.

  We had lunch, then off to the afternoon meeting with the band that wanted
an entire album.

  We sat in an outer office for half an hour before being called in. Jacob
was not happy.

  "So you're the boy wonder I've heard so much about?" the lead singer
said.

  "So you're the drugged up freak I've heard about?" Jacob just doesn't
know how to hold his tongue. I was already turning for the door.

  "They said you had a set of balls. But can you deliver? I want something
Iconic. You know what I mean? I want... Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the
Moon. I want the Who's Tommy. I want the Beatles Sergeant Pepper, or
actually anything by the Beatles is iconic. I want..."

  "No you don't," said Jacob. "You want something people can name after
hearing just four notes. You want something that will define you, and carry
your name into the next millennium"

  The guy was nodding and practically drooling.

  "One million up front," said Jacob without batting an eye.

  "You're fucking nuts, kid, that's what you are." The lead singer was
spitting as he yelled at Jacob.

  "It just went to a million and a half. If you don't like it, then die off
into oblivion for all I care," he turned and headed for the door.

  "Hold on a minute, kid. You're joking right?"

  "Insult me again, and I'll make it two million... On second thought, I'll
write it for someone else." With that, he walked out.

  I looked at the rocker and said "You blew it. He would have guaranteed
you a place in history. Now you will dry up and blow away with the rest,"
and I made my exit.

  Back in the limo, Dan was shitting his pants. "Did you just turn down a
million and a half?"

  "What I have in mind will be worth millions, and I'm not giving it to
him. I never liked his stuff, and after meeting him I like him even less."

  "Did you hear what your dad said to him?"

  "No. What?"

  "He told him he blew it, and now he was going to dry up and blow away
with the rest."

  "Thanks Dad. I'm glad you're on my side on this."

  "Son, I'm always on your side. I'm proud you're not a sell out, and kept
your integrity intact."

  The new year's eve performance was the next day. We picked up the band at
the airport and spent the evening enjoying L.A.

  At the hotel, Toby spent the night in my room, but not till after he had
some time with Mike, and I spent a little time with Jarod. I love sucking
boycock, and Jarod has a nice one.

  The stage was set up crossways on the street. 'New Dawning' was to be the
opening act, because of their ages, and because they were only an internet
sensation, not having recorded anything.

  There was a huge crowd at the show. Although there was a special entrance
for performers, word always gets out, and there were thousands of people
there as well. Dan was in top form, and got Jacob and the rest of the band
onstage without mishap.

  Jacob started with a guitar solo, which really got the crowd in a party
mood. Then they did the song they are known for. The teen girls were
wetting their panties. Then they did the song Jacob wrote for C.W., which
had hit the download market just a few days before Christmas, and was at
#1.

  The director stopped Jacob as he left the stage. "I didn't know you were
going to do that song. We didn't get permission from C.W."

  Jacob said "I wrote it, I'll play it if I want."

  "You wrote that? Shit," he turned to his assistant, "Good thing we're on
delay telecast. Don't cut it, he doesn't need permission," he turned back
to Jacob, "I'm glad your manager said to give you ten minutes, or we would
have had to cut something, and I don't want to cut any of that."

  We were invited to a party at the Hotel given by the network for the
performers on the show. Jacob had gotten used to seeing celebrities, but
the rest of the band wasn't. They were starstruck from the moment we
entered till we left.

  Everyone told Jacob how much they enjoyed his performance, and wanted to
work with him. Jacob was very gracious for a change, and was just as
complimentary as they were.

  Several people had bodyguards with them, and Dan never left Jacob's
side. One starlet who was dating a rock star, insisted on calling Dan
Mr. Campbell, and throwing herself at him. Jacob had enough of her and
said. "Take you saggy tits back to the rocker, and leave him alone. He's
mine." Then Jacob drew Dan into a liplock, that made the starlet drop her
jaw and run.

  "Thanks Jacob. She was starting to bother me, and I hate beating up
women. Even skanks like her."

  "No worries man, I got your back," Jacob replied. Made me wonder who was
guarding who.

  The network flew us home the next day, and I was happy to be back. It had
been a busy couple of weeks. School was starting back up the following
Monday, and I had a lot of work to catch up on.

  Sunday evening, we were sitting on the patio when Jacob said "Dad, I just
can't get this song right," I was shocked.

  "You're having trouble writing music?" I just couldn't believe it.

  "Not the music, I had that by the time we got home. It's the lyrics. I'm
just not very good with poetry and shit. This is so important to her, I
don't want to let her down," he was pretty upset.

  "Can I give it a try?" Toby offered "I did the lyrics on that song for
dad."

  "Sure, I'd appreciate any help I can get." They both went to the studio,
and I didn't see them for hours.

  Monday morning, Dan took the boys to school, where he stood outside each
of Jacob's classes door. He usually had a book to read, and many of the
faculty would stop and chat. They were all so proud of Jacob's success, and
Dan was evidence of it.

  The coach had even ask Dan if he would give a few classes in self defence
during Jacob's gym period. Dan was happy to be asked and agreed to do it.

  Early Friday afternoon, I was in my office, when the buzzer at the gate
went off. It's not unusual for us to get deliveries and such, and Ada
handles that, so I paid little attention to it.

  Suddenly Ada burst into my office "Come quick!" I knew Max was in the
house, so I wasn't worried about a home invasion or anything, but there was
panic in her voice.

  When I reached the foyer, Ada was standing with the door wide open, and I
watched as a limo pulled up in front. The driver opened the door for the
superstar to exit the limo.

  By the time she reached the door, I was there, mouth agape, speechless.

  "You had no idea I was coming, did you?"

  I found my voice long enough to mutter "No."

  "We need to have a talk with that son of yours," she laughed.

  Max took one look at her and I thought for sure he was going to wet his
pants. "I have loved you all my life. I mean your music of course. Oh and
your movies too," he drooled.

  "Max, roll your tongue in and take the ladies coat." Ada ordered.

  "To be honest, I really wasn't expecting you, but you are more than
welcome. Come in, can I get you something?"

  "Hot tea with honey if it isn't a bother." Ada dashed to the kitchen, as
I led her to the living room.

  "This is a beautiful home you have. It's even bigger than mine. I know my
150 didn't pay for this place."

  I laughed at her joke, and said "No I had this place before I met
Jacob. Your place is in a very pricy section of L.A., land here is a lot
less expensive."

  "Before you 'met' Jacob?"

  I was explaining the boys' story, when Ada returned with an assortment of
teas and biscuits and a pitcher of hot water on a tray.

  "So, in six months you have turned Jacob into a hit songwriter?"

  "Oh, no. I had nothing to do with that. Jacob's talents would have come
to light sooner or later. I just happened to be there when it did."

  Jacob and Toby came home and greeted the superstar. "Jacob when did you
plan to tell your dad I was coming?"

  "Oops... sorry Dad, it must have slipped my mind. I called her and told
her the song was finished, and she couldn't wait to hear it. So here she
is."

  Damn Kids.

  We all went to the studio, where Jacob proceeded to play the song on the
keyboard. He gave her the lyrics and she followed along. Then he played it
again and she half sang along with it, not really putting forth much
effort, but digesting the song.

  The song, titled This Is Our Fare Thee Well, was a love ballad. It could
have been the parting of two lovers, and the double meaning wasn't lost on
the superstar.

  "The lyrics are superb, the music also. But this here doesn't seem
right," she told Jacob, pointing to a particular passage.

  "Well, originally I had it an octave higher, and I know you used to hit
that note easily, but... well... on your last few albums, I noticed you
avoided it. It's a really long sustained note, and I just didn't..."

  "Kid, thanks for your concern, but this is my swansong. I'll hit it if it
kills me and hair lips you," Jacob had no idea what a hair lip was so I
would have to explain it to him later.

  We talked her into staying the weekend with us, and I could not ask for a
better guest. She got along marvelously with everyone, and was a completely
normal person.

  Ada was a complete wreck, so I didn't think she could handle dinner. I
called Aldo and ask if he would like to entertain a superstar. "Jacob is
always welcome here, Robert. You know that," he stated. I explained that it
was an even bigger star, and that he should be prepared.

  We arrived and entered, Jacob and the star were flanked by Dan and
Max. Aldo had to be scraped off the floor before welcoming her to his
humble establishment. He escorted us to a table, the rest of the clientele
went dead silent and stared, and on the way I heard a crash of plates in
the back. I had to laugh because I knew they would be talking about this
night for years to come.

  People who live in L.A. and New York, begin to believe that all the good
things can only be found there. Somehow the rest of the world is only
second rate. Superstar was very impressed with our dinner and the
service. Aldo outdid himself, supervising every morsel on our plates,
personally.

  As we were leaving, she told Aldo that the next time she was in town, she
would be sure to stop in to see him. He could have died happily then.

  Everyone was on their best behavior while she was with us. No nude
swimming or anything. Toby gave up his room, so she wouldn't have to sleep
in the pool house. I thought he might come to my room, but he slept in the
pool house instead.

  By the next day, Ada was much more comfortable around her, and was able
to prepare three excellent meals for us. After lunch, New Dawning played
for the superstar. She lavished them with praise, which they lapped up like
kittens with milk.

  Sunday, she left after thanking us for a pleasant and enjoyable
weekend. She invited us to visit her for the release of This Is Our Fare
Thee Well party. Jacob was to be there for the recording in case problems
arose. Later I was to learn that Jacob fired half the string section during
the recording. When she heard the playback she agreed with him, and said
she wished he was around earlier in her career.

  Our gate was barely closed behind her, when Toby dragged me to my
bedroom. I noticed Jacob and Dan head to Jacob's room, and Max and Ada
disappeared also.

  "I'm glad she's gone, I was about to burst," Toby said as he plunged his
rampant cock in me. I didn't complain a bit, I couldn't wait to receive his
load. Boy did he fill me, fucking me twice without going soft.

  The following weekend, we flew to L.A. for the recording session. Toby
got some kind of stomach bug, so I stayed at the hotel with him, and Dan
escorted Jacob to the studio.

  By the time we returned home, reports were on TV about the superstar
working with "The latest young musical genius, Jacob Campbell, a source is
quoted." The leak was probably one of the fired musicians.

  The next morning news reporters were again outside our house and Jacob's
school. Dan certainly earned his paycheck that week, Max too, he even
caught one guy climbing our fence.

  When the superstar heard about our problems with reporters (she and Jacob
talk on the phone regularly now), she agreed to an interview with Babwa
Wawa. The interview was set for a couple of weeks away, and touted on TV as
the interview of the decade. With that, the reporters were gone.

  The interview started off with the usual pleasantries and the superstar
welcoming BW to her home. Then BW got down to brass tacks. "There are
rumors that you are working with young Jacob Campbell, that you were even
spotted in his hometown. Is it true?"

  "Yes, I did go visit with Jacob and his family for a weekend a while
back."

  "So you are working with him?"

  "No, we're not working together just now." She's like a politician
skirting questions.

  "Well, we heard from a reliable source that you and he were in the studio
together. You have always had the reputation of being hard to work with,
but it was Jacob who fired the entire orchestra."

  The superstar laughed for a moment then said "I'm difficult to work
with?"

  "That is what they say, not me, them." BW said trying to cover her ass.

  The superstar turned toward the kitchen and yelled "Hey, Kid! Am I
difficult to work with?" Off camera Jacob could be heard saying "Not a
bit," then he appeared, kissed the star on the cheek, and sat on the sofa
beside her.

  BW was beside herself. She took a moment to recover, then ask Jacob, "So
she's not difficult? Then it was you that fired the entire orchestra?"

  "I did not. Just about half the strings. They weren't good enough to be
on the same record with her." The superstar gave him a hug.

  "Did you like working with an Icon?" BW was still pushing for some dirt.

  "God created one perfect musical instrument. Her voice. To hear my song
come out of her throat was the most incredible experience of my life."

  "Listen to this kid, will ya? If only I were thirteen again, I'd marry
him. He's way too modest. Even I didn't hear the problem with the strings
until later. Just to settle my own curiosity, I even compared the two
recordings. One that the strings massacred, and one that he said was right,
with the replacement string section. The difference was phenomenal. He even
knew exactly who was messing up. I have no clue how."

  "There is a story that you have musicians play two notes, what was that
about?"

  "I only needed to hear two notes to know if they would
screw... sorry... mess it up. Do we need to delete that word?"

  BW laughed "No, we can say screw on TV. So I assume you would work with
the icon again?"

  "I'd like to answer that one, Jacob." The superstar interjected. "I
contacted Jacob because I heard he was the best. He is without a doubt a
musical genius. I wanted something special, and he delivered. Once I heard
the song, I made up my mind, that it would be my last recording."

  BW and the crew were speechless. She composed herself, then turned to
Jacob and said. "You don't seem surprised. Did you know you were writing
her last recording?"

  Jacob looked sad and just nodded.

  "How do you feel about that?"

  "Sad but honored. Once I heard her sing it, I knew no one else could do
it justice, so I decided that as long as I'm alive, no one else will be
granted permission to record it."

  BW and the superstar were both shocked at this revelation. "But won't
that cost you a lot of money you could be getting for recording rights?"

  "It's not always about money. It's about the art, and her legacy. She has
given of herself for decades, she deserves to have something that is hers
and hers alone."

  The camera went in for a closeup of the star. She was in tears, Her hand
over her mouth, a look of astonishment on her face. She picked up a pillow
from behind her, and used it to dry her eyes. "Will someone hand me a
frigging tissue before I ruin all my furniture?" Three, tissue filled hands
came onscreen.

  "You never told me that, Jacob, you little twerp. Good thing we're on TV,
or I would call you a lot worse," she laughed. "That is the nicest thing
anyone has ever done for me, and I've been married three times."

  The interview ended with Jacob and the star hugging on the sofa.

  With word out about her last recording, pre release sales alone made it
her highest selling record. Jacob was going to make a mint and so was
Toby. Jacob made sure that Toby was given credit for the lyrics. He wasn't
aware of this until he saw it on the label.

***

  Spring break came quick. Between school, work, and Jacob's music career,
it seemed to suddenly be upon us. The first residents of the Campbell Boys
Center, had arrived the week before spring break, so we were all anxious to
go see how things were going.

  Our house there was finished too, and though several hundred feet away on
a hillside, was separated from the rest of the facility by a tasteful four
foot [1.20 m] iron fence. Walkways connected all the major buildings, and
golf carts were used to go from one area to another.

  Our house was a sprawling one story six bedroom mini mansion. We had our
own pool, as did the Center.

  There were twelve boys already in residence, with more expected by the
end of spring break. All were from child protective services, meaning they
were from abusive homes, and had been in the foster system for some time.

  Two were twelve years old, three were thirteen, one fifteen, five
sixteen, and one seventeen.

  The two twelve year olds were twins, who had been so physically abused by
their stepmother, the state removed them from their home five years
previous. They had been shuffled between foster homes since then. They
hadn't lived together for over four years. It seems no one wanted two
abused kids at the same time.

  Tom informed me, they had a tearful reunion when they arrived. Neither
was aware that his sibling would be there. It was because of cases like
theirs that made this whole project worthwhile.

  Tom showed me the security video of when the two saw each other for the
first time. Their names were Ronald, and Donald, Hunter.

  Ronald arrived first, and was in his room unpacking. Tom came to his door
and said "I'd like you to meet your new roommate," he stepped aside
revealing Donald. Their expressions were priceless. It seemed that neither
wanted to let the other go from their first hug.

  I guess I should explain about the cameras. Virtually every square foot
of the place is covered by cameras. The feed goes to a private server. Each
house's supervisor has access to his own house's cameras. Security
personnel can access any outdoor feed. Only Tom and myself can access any
feed from any camera.

  When we first talked about it, it seemed a good security
measure. Afterward, I realized it would have some great perks too. The
twins and the thirteen year olds were in H1 (House 1) the sixteens and
seventeen were in H5 and the fifteen in H3 alone for now. By week's end,
all three houses would be full.

  Ronny and Donny, as they liked to be called, were our first
residents. They had arrived on Wednesday. Several more on Thursday, and the
rest on Friday. We flew in on Saturday. Me, Toby, Jacob, and Dan of course.

  Ada wanted to keep Max company back home. I knew then, I would need to
hire a housekeeper and cook for my house here. Tom came to my rescue on
that one. There was a teacher he had hired, that was married. Since
everyone on the premises was male, they were looking for a place to live in
Carrizo Springs, and the teacher would have to commute. Because of the oil
boom, housing in Carrizo Springs was limited and expensive.

  If I liked them, she could be our housekeeper, and they could stay at my
place, and not commute. This would be good so that someone was there, even
when we weren't.

  I met with Chuck and Vickie, a remarkably young couple, on Sunday. Tom
suggested that Vickie cook us a Sunday dinner as part of her interview.

  Dan and the boys were out riding horses, so I had a casual meeting with
them in the kitchen as she cooked for us. Chuck and I chatted and she would
jump in once in awhile.

  He was from a large family (five siblings), she was an only child. They
loved kids, but she was sterile. Working for the Center, they felt, would
be a good way to help kids and be around them, even if they weren't
theirs. The most surprising thing was their size difference. She was a
little over five feet [1.50 m] tall, and quite petite. He was an easy six
feet [1.80 m]. Mutt and Jeff came to mind, then I had a mental picture of
them fucking. My mind couldn't wrap around it.

  I guess they weren't aware of the connection between the Center and
Jacob, because when the boys returned, they both practically
hyperventilated. She said it was a good thing she didn't know she was
cooking for a star before hand, or the food would not have turned out as
well.

  As it was, the food was excellent. I asked where she learned to cook, and
she said her granny lived with them while she was growing up. She spent a
lot of time in the kitchen with granny.

  When I brought up salary, she said "We will be living in a beautiful home
with no expenses. The only time I will be doing anything other than a
normal housewife, is when you're in town. Since we will be saving on living
expenses, I think what Chuck is earning will be enough." We came to an
agreement that she would be paid when we were in town and not when we're
not.

  I decided it would be best to tell them about the boys' swimming
habits. "Back home, we have a very private swimming pool, just as this one
is. My son's and I have become accustomed to swimming nude. If that is a
problem, I will try to let you know in advance, if the boys will be
swimming."

  "Don't worry about us. Robert. Actually, truth be told, we spent our
honeymoon at a nudist camp south of San Antonio." Chuck said. I noticed
Vickie blushing a bit. "There were families with kids of all ages. We're
not really nudist, but we do enjoy it on occasion. When we were dating, we
used to go to Hippy Hollow in Austin. That's what gave us the idea for our
honeymoon."

  "Well if that isn't a problem, you have the job," she seemed excited and
they went home to get their things.

  I spent a lot of time on my laptop, doing 'security checks' on the
cams. I noticed that virtually all the boys jerked off either during their
showers or in bed at night. I must say, we had a wide variety of very
delicious looking boys.

  Even the twins, at only twelve were delectable. They also played around
with each other. Though they hadn't lived together for a number of years,
it didn't appear as if it was new to them. They did seem to be impressed
with each other's growth since they had been apart. Spending lots of time
fondling and examining each other's equipment.

  By Thursday, we had thirty residents. I decided to give them a welcoming
speech. We gathered the staff and residents in the rec hall. Most of the
boys sat cross legged on the floor, some stood along with the staff.

  "Hello. My name is Robert. I am the founder of this organization. My
grandfather owned the property and left it to me. I decided I wanted to
help young boys like yourselves, so I came up with this.

  "As far as I know, there is no place like it anywhere, and you are the
first residents of it. Since this is all new, the staff and I, will be
learning what works and what doesn't, so try to be patient with us.

  "I'm sure you all have met Mr. Rogers, and your house supervisors, in
time you will get to know everyone.

  "I want you to think of this as your home. You probably noticed the lake,
and the pool. There are a lot of fun things to do here, but it is also a
working ranch. Each of you will be assigned duties on the ranch according
to your age and abilities. You will be expected to keep up with your school
work as well, but there will be plenty of off time to enjoy all the
amenities here.

  "Most of you come from poor backgrounds and haven't had much in the way
of hope for your future. Here you will learn how to farm and raise cattle,
and you will have the opportunity to go to college and decide what you want
from your life.

  "It is up to you to take advantage of what we offer you here, but this is
not a prison. We are not required to deal with criminal behavior. Treat
each other with respect, and you in turn will be treated with respect. Fuck
up badly, and you're out. Yes I said the 'F' word. We expect minor scrapes,
and what have you, but we don't want anyone hurt.

  "Any questions?"

  A hand went up in the middle of the group on the floor.

  I pointed to the boy who looked to be about fourteen. I recalled seeing
him arrive this morning. "Yes?"

  "Is it true you know Jacob Campbell?" There was a titter of laughter
around the room.

  "Did you see the sign when you entered? This is the Campbell Boys
Center. It is named for my sons Jacob and Toby Campbell."

  "Your son? Really?" He looked astounded.

  "If you will turn around and look to your left, you will see Jacob, and
Toby." There was an unanimous gasp and everyone turned. Jacob came to the
front of the room.

  "Hi, I want to tell you about my Dad. My brother and I were starving, and
our mom was very sick. We never had a father until Dad, well Robert, took
us in. He made me believe in myself and gave me the guidance I needed. He
and his staff will help you become the person you want to be. He helped me,
and he'll help you too. If you noticed the necklace he's wearing, we gave
it to him because he really is the best dad."

  There were tears in my eyes as the audience applauded Jacob. As everyone
stood and mingled, a boy approached me. He had arrived the week before, and
at seventeen, was still the oldest one there.

  "Hi, I'm Christian Flannery. I wanted to ask... well, I know it's just
starting here, but you mentioned something about college? What can you
do...I mean I want to go and all, but I don't have any money, and well, my
parents threw me out. I was living on the streets when child protective
services picked me up, two years ago."

  "Yes, Christian, I remember Tom Rogers mentioning your name. Your gpa is
3.5 and you are set to take the SAT."  [gpa: Grade Point Average; SAT:
standardized test widely used for college admissions in the United States]

  "Yes sir, I'm suppose to take it in a couple of weeks, I've been studying
for it, even though I might not get to go to college."

  "Look, son, you are on the short list to be the recipient of our first
scholarship. Study hard, make good grades these next couple of months and
your senior year of school, do well on the SAT, and I will make sure you
get the money for whichever school you want to attend. Do you know what you
want to major in?"

  His face lit up "I was leaning toward Engineering. Maybe go to A&M. that
is if I get accepted."  [Texas A&M University is a coeducational public
research university located in College Station, Texas]

  "I hear that's a fine school. You get accepted, and it will be paid
for. We expect good grades though. Start flunking, and the money stops."

  "Thank you sir. I won't let you down, I promise."

  Later as I sat looking at some of the cams, I decided to check out
Christian's. He was just getting dried off after his shower. He didn't have
a roommate yet, so felt comfortable being nude in his room. He had a nice
thick eight incher [20 cm], with blond pubes, only slightly darker than his
hair. As I watched, he began to stroke his cock. When he was completely
hard, he stopped and pick up his shampoo bottle, and lubed it with baby
lotion. He lay on the bed, and right before my eyes, he placed the bottle
at his pucker and pushed it in. I had never seen a shampoo bottle being
abused in this manner.

  I stared in fascination as he fucked himself with the bottle, while
pumping his cock with his other hand. Soon, he was taking the entire bottle
while holding the smaller end with the dispenser top. He stopped stroking
his cock and concentrated on shoving the bottle in his gripping ass.

  I turned up the volume and heard him moaning and whispering to
himself. "Oh God. Oh fuck my ass. Oh that is so good... fuck me, Jacob,
fuck me."

  I can only assume he was fantasizing about my Jacob. He probably didn't
know that Jacob's cock is actually a little longer than that bottle, and
just as thick.

  After a couple of minutes, he stiffened and I saw a large stream of cum
erupt from his cock and pool on his chest. He used three fingers to scoop
up his spent cum and lick it off. When he finished, he said "You taste good
Robert," I hadn't counted on that. He cleaned up with tissue and replaced
the bottle on his shelf.

  This spying actually came in handy a few days later. It was Sunday night,
Dan and my sons had left earlier in the day, when I got a call from Tom. He
said that Christian was in some sort of distress, but wouldn't talk to
anyone. I decided to check the video feed from his room. I ran it back to
where I could see him on his bed. It was a repeat of the previous
performance. That is until he got a little carried away.

  He was really getting into shoving that bottle up his ass, then he
suddenly stopped and had a horrific expression. He had managed to shove the
entire bottle up his ass, and his sphincter closed around the wide
edge. Only the tip of the cap was sticking out. He clawed at it, then I
could see him push like taking a dump, but it was not coming out.

  He was crying loud enough for someone to tell his house supervisor, who
called Tom, who called me. I went to the tool shed on the way over to H5.

  When I got to his room, there was a crowd outside his door. I told them
all to go back to their rooms. and I went in alone.

  He had pulled his sheet up over his head and was sobbing. I got on my
knees beside his bed and uncovered his face. "Christian, are you alright
son?"

  "I've messed up again. Now you're going to send me away, just like my
parents did. I'm sorry, I don't know why I just seem to keep fucking up. I
try to be good. Honest. I try so hard. I don't bother anybody..."

  "It's okay son. I understand," I was slowly pulling the sheet away as we
spoke. "We all make mistakes. It's part of growing up," I said
reassuringly.

  I didn't want to reveal my fascination with the cameras, so as I got the
sheet off him I asked him "Does it have anything to do with that raging
hardon you have?" He nodded ashamedly. Apparently the bottle stuck in his
ass was keeping him stimulated.

  I placed my hand on his bare hip, all the while whispering
encouragements. I worked my hand over his cute bubble butt, down to his
crack. When my fingers encountered the bottle cap, I said "Is this the
problem?"

  He burst into tears, but managed to nod again. I can only imagine how he
must have felt being in this position. Embarrassed just doesn't seem to cut
it. Plus there was fear in his eyes.

  "What did you mean about sending you away like your parents?"

  Between sobs he told me "My mom is real religious. She caught me and a
friend fooling around. She threw me out saying I was going to burn in
hell. Now I did it again. Now you're going to send me away too. I'm so
sorry."

  I had him raise his leg so I could get a closer look. I was also checking
out his nice cock. I could see the bottle cap but that was all. As I
reached into my pocket and pulled out the pliers I had picked up from the
tool shed, I said "When I tell you, I want you to push down hard like
you're really constipated. Okay?"

  He nodded. I got the pliers locked onto the cap, then I reached for his
cock. He gasped but didn't move. I stroked him until he was close to
cumming. When I felt him swell, I said "Now!"

  He pushed, I pulled the pliers, and I went down on his cock. When the
bottle popped loose, he popped his load into my mouth.

  His groan was spectacular. He was relieved of the bottle, and his load at
the same time. I held the bottle in the pliers, and his cock in my mouth,
until he began to deflate.

  Raising my head from his groin, I swallowed the last of his load and said
"Very tasty... Still think I'm going to send you away?" I dropped the
bottle into the wastebasket. "We will get you another bottle of shampoo,
and something better to play with."

  He Jumped into my arms, almost knocking me down. "Thank you Robert." Then
he kissed me. Standing in the middle of his room naked. His cock bumped
into my hand. I reflexively took hold of it.

  "You have a very nice cock Christian. Brains, good looks, and a nice cock
too. You have a lot going for you. You should be proud, not scared."

  "I'm not scared anymore. Thanks to you," he knelt and unzipped my pants,
releasing my throbbing erection. He took me into his mouth and gave me a
brilliant blow job.

  When I had unloaded, he zipped me up again. I said "Let's keep this
between us though," he nodded in understanding.

  I left his room and told Tom that Christian just needed some
reassuring. His smiling face confirmed he was okay, and Tom went back to
his quarters.

  Having sent Dan and the boys home on Sunday, I was alone for the first
time since I met Toby. I had decided to stay in Texas until the center was
at full capacity.

  School started Monday, with 35 students. Six teachers were on hand to
teach the core courses and other essentials for the kids to graduate
according to state requirements.

  I stopped in at the school just to see how things were going. There of
course was a bit of confusion, but no more than any school experiences on
the first day. Classrooms were not separated by grade level so much as
subject matter. Math for instance would have several grade level students
at the same time. Each student though was given more one on one time with
the teacher.

  When a student shows proficiency in a particular level, he moves on to
the next level regardless of age or grade. In this manner, students learn
at their own pace and have a better understanding of the subject.

  I was able to observe the teachers, and the students and see how they got
along. I was very pleased.

  Having had four cups of coffee this morning, I stopped by the restroom in
the main office building. I was standing at a urinal when a good looking
boy about fourteen stepped up beside me. Yes, I looked. Very nice
cock. Just a few hairs, about 4 inches [10 cm] soft and quite thick. He
probably was as big as Jacob. He didn't start his stream, and as I watched
it thickened and started to elongate.

  He said "Hi, I'm Randy."

  I couldn't help myself, I had to jump on the obvious double entendre "I
can see that, but what's your name?"

  He looked at me like I had grown a third eye. "What?"

  "Randy is another word used to mean horny," I explained. By now he was
completely hard. I would have to guess a little over seven inches [18 cm]
and nicely thick.

  "Oh, I get it. That's funny. Yeah it just gets that way sometimes when I
least expect it," he said indicating to his cock, without the slightest
embarrassment.

  "Yeah, I remember being your age. I was a walking erection too."

  "You have a nice one. Kinda small, but nice."

  "It gets bigger," I defended "It's not as big as yours, but it's about
average."

  "You think mine is bigger than average?" He asked excitedly

  "Definitely, and you're still growing. It will be a big one by the time
you get eighteen or so," I was still standing there with my cock out, even
though I had long passed peeing. I was starting to get hard just looking at
this kid's cock. He was openly stroking it by now.

  "What's your name?" He asked me.

  "Robert."

  "You're THE Robert?" He suddenly got rather nervous.

  "I don't know about that, but I am Robert. Were you not at my assembly
yesterday?"

  "No sir, I just got here a few minutes ago, and really had to pee. I was
in the car for hours coming from Dallas. I guess I'm in trouble now, huh?"
His cock had begun to deflate some, so I tried to put him at ease.

  "Why would you be in trouble?"

  "For beating my meat in front of you. The head honcho," I didn't jump on
that opportunity at another double meaning.

  "Na you're not in trouble. I love seeing boys enjoy themselves. In fact,
I will like seeing how big that thing gets in the future," I said winking
at him.

  "Really? You're not going to send me away?"

  "No. Why should I? You've done nothing that isn't natural for a boy your
age. When I was your age, I wouldn't be able to ride in a bumpy car for six
hours and not beat off. I'm surprised you didn't shoot a load in your pants
on the way."

  He grinned at me and said "I almost did."

  "Well if you can wait awhile to dump that load, would you like to have
lunch with me?"

  "Sure."

  I stopped by Tom's office where he was talking with Randy's caseworker. I
introduced myself to her and then said "I met this nice young man in the
hallway. I hate to eat alone, so I invited him to lunch with me." The
caseworker was thrilled that Randy was making a good impression already.

  As I was leaving I had a thought. "Tom has Randy been assigned a room
yet?"

  "Yes, I put him in H1E."

  "Let's put him in with Christian. I think they would be good for each
other." After I had miraculously solved the fiasco last night, Tom wasn't
about to question anything dealing with Christian.

  "Good idea," he said, covering himself in front of the caseworker.

  "In fact, send for Christian. I will introduce them over lunch."

  While we waited for Christian, I called Vickie to see what she had
planned for lunch. She said that she had it all ready, and I could come
anytime. I told her to set the table for three, and for her to take a
couple of hours off. Maybe meet Chuck for lunch, he was having a hectic
day, and would enjoy seeing her.

  We rode in a golf cart to my house, passing Vickie on the way. Over
lunch, I introduced the boys, and made small talk. When we had finished
lunch, I said to Christian. "Do you remember what I told you last night
about getting another bottle of shampoo, and something else?"

  "Yes sir," he said in a sheepish way.

  "Randy, show Christian what you showed me earlier."

  He was somewhat shocked and looked at me "Are you sure?"

  "Christian and I have an understanding. He won't say anything to anyone."

  Randy stood and dropped his pants, leaving his underwear on. I reached
over and fondled his package, and felt it respond immediately. I glanced at
Christian, and nodded. He stood and dropped his own pants. I could see that
he was already almost completely hard. I fondled him with my other hand.

  Knowing that Randy was very horny from his bumpy car ride and playing in
the bathroom earlier, I decided to start with him. I pulled his briefs down
and swallowed his big cock. He moaned and put his hands on my head. I could
tell this was not the first time he had received a blowjob.

  "God damn you're good at that," he exclaimed as he picked up my rhythm
with pelvic thrusts. He didn't last long, and filled my mouth with some
very tasty boy cream.

  When I pulled down Christian's undies, Randy's eyes lit up. "Man! You've
got a nice one."

  I proceeded to give Christian the same treatment that I gave Randy. I
really love sucking young boys. I took his cock into my throat easily. I
was used to Toby's bigger cock. When he was close, I made sure I got a
taste of his cream before letting the rest shoot straight down my
gullet. Right then, I wanted to go from H1 to H5, door to door, and suck
every boy there. Of course it wasn't possible, and the amount of cream that
many boys could produce would have me bloated, well... and sated too.

  When the two boys had regained their composure, I led them to my
bedroom. I finished removing their clothes and had them lay down. I slipped
into the bathroom to get some lube. By the time I got back, they were
making out and both erect again. Youth is such a marvelous thing. I lubed
up Randy's cock and Christian's ass. The rest I didn't need to help them
with. Randy took to Christian's pucker, like a duck to water. Once he felt
the warm, pliant insides, he was hooked.

  Randy started spooned in behind Christian, but soon moved him to his
hands and knees. He plowed him like a pro, and it was exactly what
Christian wanted, more precisely, needed.

  When the boys had drained their loads, I got them dressed and was sitting
at the table when Vickie returned. I instructed Christian to keep an eye on
Randy keeping him in line, and Randy to be supportive of Christian.

  Having each other as roomies, would solve both their problems. I observed
them over the next few days, and they were the best of friends, especially
at night. I saw some very interesting sessions between those two.

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