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Ethan and Timmy were released on the same day. Mr. Thomas came with a van from the foundation and drove them all to his "ranch," as he liked to call it.
When they pulled up, there was a gated entrance. Mr. Thomas clicked the clicker and it opened. They drove up to the house and parked out front.
The house was a typical ranch-style house. It wasn't huge, but it was quite adequate. It had 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a living room, a family room, a dining room, and a nook that had a desk in it. It was much larger than Ethan's tiny place. Ethan's place could fit in the great room, as Mr. Thomas called it. It was kind of a family room and kitchen combined. It had high ceilings, a fireplace, and windows with views out into the preserve.
"Each of you can have your own room, just take your pick." Mr. Thomas said.
"But, I'm not sleeping alone." Timmy piped up.
Andrew looked at him and knew he meant it. He wanted to be with him. "And I want to sleep with Ethan. I don't want another nightmare."
"Well, the second room has a queen-sized bed, so the three of you can sleep there. You OK with that, Ethan?"
"Sure, dad. I need the boys to be with me anyway." Thinking fast, he added. "At least until I'm healed." Good catch, or was dad on to him?
"Dad, I need to rest for a bit. Why don't you show the boys around the place. I'm sure they would love to see the land."
"Sure, come on boys, let's get on in the UTV and head out on an adventure. Grab a bottle of water out of the fridge before we go. Timmy, are your stitches healed enough that you won't be hurt if you get bounced around a bit?"
"Yes, Mr. Thomas, they took them out the other day, so I'm fine. Just don't bounce me out of the buggy! I don't want to be lost."
The three took off and headed across the pasture toward the preserve while Ethan climbed into bed. He fell asleep almost instantly. His body required rest in order to heal.
There was a typical farm fence separating the property from the preserve. There were some cows grazing in the field and a big barn in the back.
"Are those your cows?" Andrew asked.
"I lease out the field to a farmer for his cattle. He uses the barn to store the feed and for the cows to hide in during bad weather. See the cabin to the left? That's where he and his son live. They take care of the animals. They've got a few horses too, so maybe if you get to know them, they will teach you boys how to ride."
"But we're only going to be here until Ethan heals."
"I know, but you will be back, so it might be nice to get to know them."
They continued the tour and ended up at the far end of the property. From there, you could see down into the valley and hear the falls. There was a little picnic area under a shady oak tree. It was clearly a very old tree. It must be over a hundred years old. It is almost as if it had been planted there specifically for the shade. The other trees around us were all sequoias, and the oak stood out. Under the tree was a picnic table and a bear box, along with a special trash can. A few feet away, was a very cool rock that had a flat side facing the falls. It looked like the perfect place to sit and rest.
"This is my favorite spot. I have this area maintained so I can get away and think. It's peaceful and you can hear the falls, the wildlife, and just relax." Mr. Thomas climbed down and lifted the boys off the UTV.
Mr. Thomas went around to the back of the UTV and opened a storage box on the back. He pulled out a big blanket. He walked over to the rock and set the blanket down next to it. The boys and Mr. Thomas sat on the blanket with their backs to the rock, looking out over the falls. Mr. Thomas had one boy on each side of him.
"Isn't it beautiful? Nothing can bother you here. It's a perfect place to think."
"Bapa, what do you think about when you are out here?" Timmy asked as he leaned into Mr. Thomas' side.
Mr. Thomas was taken aback by being called Bapa, Timmy really was worming his way into the family.
"Well, son, I think about how I could have been a better father to Lincoln, but lately I've been thinking about how to repair my relationship with my other son, Ethan."
"You and daddy don't get along?"
First Bapa, and now Daddy? Mr. Thomas was kind of shocked, but he didn't let on. "Well, let's just say I have been focused on what I did wrong with Lincoln and forgot to pay attention to Ethan. Now that you are all here, I want to start fixing that."
Andrew snuggled into Mr. Thomas' side. He really hadn't had much affection from him and knew that Ethan hadn't either. He whispered to Mr. Thomas, "Did he just call you Bapa? And Ethan daddy?"
"Yes, he's definitely working his way into our family, isn't he?"
"Yeah. I've loved having a little brother, but, what if Sarah can't make this work? I really love him like a little brother."
Timmy overheard that.
"I know, Miss. Sarah said not to get my hopes up, but, I just have a feeling, I think things will work out." Timmy had a little secret that he wasn't telling anyone.
"I hope so, but no matter what happens, you're my little brother."
"Bapa, I'll help you with daddy. I know if my dad came back, I would want to get to know him. I don't remember my dad, and now I have a daddy and a Bapa."
Mr. Thomas stopped to think about what this wise little tyke said. He really liked the boys snuggling into his sides. Oh, how he missed that feeling. He blocked his emotions after Lincoln ran away. Does Ethan really know who he is? He sees him at the foundation, he helps with things, but he doesn't get to see the softer side of him. Damn, he really fucked this one up, and after nearly losing his son, he realized he needed to fix it, and fix it fast. He sat in silence for a few minutes, holding these two precious boys at his side. How could he fix this?
"You know, Ethan has a sister. I don't see her very often because she was born after Ethan's mother and I split up."
"Ethan mentioned her a couple of times, but I've never met her or his mom."
"They're nice, but I guess I've just blocked them."
"But you're so nice, Mr. Thomas. I'm sure you can fix it. It's not like you beat the shit out of them like my daddy did." Andrew realized he probably shouldn't have cussed around Mr. Thomas, but there was no reaction.
"No, son, I didn't. And I'm sorry you went through that, but I need to figure out how to fix it. I know I can't go back, but I can start fixing it now. Come on, boys!"
Without warning, Mr. Thomas stood up, shooed the boys off of the blanket, quickly folded it, and stowed it on the UTV. "Let's get back to the house. We need to do something." Mr. Thomas floored the UTV and they bounced their way back to the house. Andrew was a bit scared. Something was up. He held on to Timmy to keep him from bouncing out onto the ground. Andrew was liking the quiet thinking place that Mr. Thomas showed them, and frankly, his reaction was a bit scary. He knew the man meant no harm, but it was pretty abrupt, grabbing them and taking off. The ride was definitely a white-knuckle ride.
When they got back, Mr. Thomas skidded to a stop, jumped out and lifted Timmy off of the UTV. He was about to put him on the ground when Andrew ran around to carry Timmy into the house. Mr. Thomas put him on Andrew's back. He thought about how cute they were and it's probably what Lincoln and Ethan would have been like. Fuck, he thought, I messed that up and ruined it for both of my own boys. He admired Andrew and how he cared for Timmy. "Those boys are like brothers. They could even be brothers in real life, they look so much alike. Shit, they really could be Ethan's kids." He thought.
"Boys, come with me." Mr. Thomas went directly to the main bedroom. Help me empty out the closet. We need to move everything into the guest room where Ethan is." He scooped up a bunch of clothes on hangars and handed them to Andrew. He grabbed some shoes and other lose items and piled them onto Timmy. The boys carried it to Ethan's room. Mr. Thomas helped them place it in the empty closet.
Andrew was confused, but followed along as they repeated the trips a dozen times. Mr. Thomas was very focused, and Andrew didn't know why, but he just followed orders. Ethan was in bed resting, so they tried not to wake him up.
"Now, help me move my stuff from this bathroom to the hall bathroom."
The boys did as they were told.
"I need you boys to go out to the van and grab the suitcases and boxes I have in the back. That is stuff I got from Ethan's house for you two. Timmy, I brought you a bag of clothes and things from the donations at the shelter. They're all brand new items for my little grandson. We will get you more things soon, I promise." There, he said it, and he liked the sound of it. Grandson. It had a nice ring. He now had two grandsons.
The boys followed orders, brought the items in and asked where to put them. Mr. Thomas told them to unload them in the main bedroom and put things away in the closet and dresser. He had been emptying the dresser while the boys moved everything else. He didn't want them to move his underwear and other "private" items.
Andrew noticed that just about everything he owned was in the suitcases and boxes, even his books. He wondered if Mr. Thomas had peeked in the two he used to hide his cash? If he did, he didn't say anything. Why was everything of his here? The boys organized the closet. First Ethan's clothes, then Andrews and finally Timmy's new things. They each picked a drawer in the dresser and put away their underwear and socks. Andrew placed his books on the bookshelf, and a picture of him and Ethan on the night stand. When he was done, he started unpacking Ethan's stuff. He noticed that everything from Ethan's nightstand was in one box, including the bottle of lube they used. He wondered what Mr. Thomas thought. He just kept putting things away. Andrew found the box of Ethan's undergarments and started to unload them in the dresser.
"What are you doing?" Timmy asked, looking over to Andrew. Andrew was holding a pair of Ethan's boxer briefs to his nose. He loved the scent of his man, and even though these were fresh and clean, there was still some of Ethan's musk in them.
"Um, er, just checking to make sure they were clean." Andrew responded.
"Eww, that's gross." Timmy responded.
"Not as gross as me kissing your weenie the other day! You seemed to like that." Andrew tried to change the subject, but may have just opened another can of worms. He wasn't sure what he thought about sex games
"That wasn't gross, it was fun. I want you to do that again."
"We have to be careful."
"Careful about what?" Mr. Thomas said from the doorway.
"Nothing." Both boys said it in unison. Mr. Thomas just smiled, knowing there was some brotherly secret being hidden as both boys faces turned crimson.
"Why are we putting all of our things in your room?" Andrew asked.
"This isn't my room, it's Ethan's room. This is now your house. I am the guest now." Mr. Thomas just walked out to the great room to sit in the recliner.
The boys looked at each other. They were confused but happy. They jumped on the bed and began to wrestle. Andrew was careful with Timmy because of his recent incisions. Timmy had managed to get Andrew onto his back, pinned and was straddling his stomach. He leaned in and kissed Andrew on the lips. "I'm your prince, not your brother. I'll be here to kiss you if you ever have another nightmare."
Andrew broke his arms free and hugged his little brother. "Thank you, brother."
They cuddled for a while and giggled. Timmy kept kissing Andrew. Of course, this caused Andrew to get hard with his little brother rubbing on top of him and kissing him. Andrew stopped it by tickling Timmy. He needed to get his mind off of Timmy because he was feeling guilty for not being with Ethan. He knew it was different with Timmy, just like it was with Zach, but he needed to go see Ethan.
The boys rolled off the bed and went to get Ethan.
"Ethan, come on, come see our new room!"
Ethan was still groggy, not sure what they had just said, "What?"
"Come see our new room!" Timmy was bouncing with excitement as he said it.
Ethan got up, and the boys each grabbed a hand. They walked into the big bedroom and showed Ethan the room. He saw the pictures from his house that Andrew placed in the room. There were more things that dad had thought to bring over for the guest room, but when he had his idea to give Ethan the house, it made it even more special.
"This is our house now, this is our room." Andrew carefully hugged Ethan and gently kissed him on the lips.
"Get a room!" they heard from the doorway. Mr. Thomas had walked in.
"We have one now, thanks to you!" Andrew responded.
"So, um, do you two kiss like that a lot?"
Andrew was blushing, Ethan was stammering, finally Andrew broke the awkwardness. "We do it only to celebrate."
"Or to wake Andrew up from a nightmare." Timmy added.
Mr. Thomas shook his head and walked back out. He wasn't sure how he felt about that affection, but he wasn't going to make a scene. He rarely showed any affection to anyone, so it was kind of nice to see that.
Ethan was so confused. Did they just say that this is their house? That can't be right.
"Timmy, go see Bapa and keep him company. I need to spend some time with Ethan. I mean, I need to ask him some things. Anyway, go out to Bapa and we will come out in a bit." Andrew was flustered. It was all he could do to keep his hands off of Ethan while Mr. Thomas was there.
Andrew shut the bedroom door, fiddled with the lock, and pushed Ethan back until he landed on the bed.
"Omph, hey." Ethan said, but then he became aware of what was happening. His pants were quickly removed, his cock freed from his underwear, and Andrew was going to town on his man.
"Andrew, we need to be careful. What about..." He felt a hand cover his mouth. Andrew pulled off long enough to say, "Door, locked!" and kept going.
Andrew knew Ethan couldn't reciprocate, but he needed his man. He got Ethan so close and stopped. He then nuzzled his nose between Ethan's balls and his leg, sniffing in his man. He lay there, breathing in the essence of his lover.
He didn't want to break the mood. He wanted Ethan to know just how much he meant to him. It had been a while, but Andrew, ever the pro, was going to please his man. He grabbed the lube, fingered his hole, sucked in Ethan's cock to get it fully hard, slathered some lube on it and climbed up and rode his man. He didn't wait, he just slid down. It was a bit painful for Andrew, but he kept his smile. He rode up and down about 10 times before it became too much for him. He shot his load all over Ethan's stomach and face. He now had to figure out how to clean the cum off of the bandages, but he didn't care, he was in bliss. The contractions got Ethan close, but Andrew slowed for a bit. Ethan was ready to unload, but Andrew wanted another round. After a few minutes of milking Ethan, he got things going again and bounced himself to another climax. Ethan lost his load at the same time. Andrew stopped, but stayed on top of Ethan until he felt Ethan squirming and shrinking. He rolled off and laid next to him.
"I love you so much. When they told me you were gone, I felt like I was going to die. I can't live without you."
Ethan started to speak, but was quickly stopped by a hand. The two laid silent for about 20 minutes, just holding each other. There was a quiet tap at the door. "Brother, it's time for dinner."
"Um, give us a minute. I need to help Ethan shower, and we will be right out."
Andrew scrambled to clean up and get himself and Ethan cleaned up quickly.
"OK, we will be on the patio. Bapa is making burgers."
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