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FYI one acre is 43,560 square feet, or 4,047 square meters, or 90.75% of an American Football Field (without the end zones), or 16 Tennis Courts.

The average size of a single family home lot in Los Angeles is 7211.5 sq ft, or 16.5% of one acre.

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Dad 2.0

Chapter 2: The City Different

I rolled my suitcase and camera bag down Broadway to Olympic, a slightly longer walk, but the same stretch of Main has so many tents that you can't even see the sidewalk, besides, I didn't feel like getting screamed at by some random junkie. A few minutes later I was on the helipad awaiting my ride, at 7:30 pm, on the nose the helicopter touched down, I hopped on board, and got settled. Ten minutes later we touched down next to the private jet. The flight attendant grabbed my bags and I was ushered on board.

I was greeted by the flight crew, and got ready for takeoff. I of course was handed a glass of champagne which I thoroughly enjoyed. It wasn't long before we were at altitude, a little over one hour later I was on the ground in Santa Fe. I'd been there before, but now, somehow felt different, it felt like... It felt like home.

I put the top down on the Bentley and made the 20 minute drive to my hotel. The RoseWood Inn, what a name... It was a beautiful warm fall night, and the stars! The stars out there were even better than in The Sespe! I made it to the hotel, tossed my keys to the valet and grabbed my bags. Entering the hotel I was impressed, it was the epitome of Pueblo Revival, sort of Art Deco with raw timber and adobe. I loved it, then again I do have a thing for Art Deco, I did live in one of the most iconic Art Deco buildings in the world, The Eastern. Some lists put it above the Empire State, in terms of design.

The front desk attendant was as cute as Danny. And his name tag? Donny, lol. He looked me in the eye and smiled.

"Good evening Conor! Welcome to the RoseWood Inn." He must have seen the confused look on my face.

"Hehe... Danny sent me your picture and told me you hate being called Mister, or Sir. Can I ask, is he as cute as he sounds on the phone?"

"Cuter, much cuter."

"Oh shit, I think my next vacation may be to L.A.! So, I've put you in one of our Junior Suites, Danny said you love a balcony. You're in 213, best view in the place. If you're hungry, the kitchen closes in ten minutes, here's the menu, I can put in your order, and have it sent to your room." He handed me the menu I looked it over and chose to start with a drink, the La Agricultora, sounded interesting the corn liquor and black salt intrigued me. I picked the Ribeye and the orange tres leches cake for dessert, and asked for whatever wine went best with the Ribeye.

Donny handed me my key and said I had enough time to freshen up before my dinner arrived. I went up to my room and started unpacking, I'd be there all week, so why not. The room was amazing, and the balcony, wow! There was a knock on the door. I opened it, Donny was standing there, holding a tray with my drink.

"I figured you may want this before your food comes up." I took the drink and thanked him. He skipped off back down the hallway. I'm certain that Danny told him I tip the front desk at the end of my stay. Damn, that butt! If it weren't for Jax, I'd be asking to have Donny for dessert. The cocktail was fabulous. A few minutes later another knock, and the door opened, my dinner. The waiter couldn't have been a day over 16, and couldn't be any hotter. I had him set me up on the spacious balcony.

"Is the entire staff here ultra cute teens?" He blushed.

"Pretty much, and it's the same all over town. Turns out boys that are into men tend to be more attractive. Donny said he'd love to have a romp with you. So would I. And I think some of the other staff will too, as long as we're off the clock, were fair game, well as long as the boy wants to, of course."

"Wow, thanks. I'm flattered, but I'm exclusive to my soon to be son, so it ain't gonna happen." I took my seat at the table. He opened the wine and poured a glass and set the bottle on the table.

"You're gonna break a lot of hearts, but congrats! I'll leave you to your dinner. If you need anything else, or change your mind, just call the front desk, my name's Andy, and I get off at eleven. Enjoy and good night." I said good night and handed him a hundred, his eyes lit up and he thanked me profusely. The wine was exceptional, as was the steak. But the orange tres leches (three milks) cake, was to die for. I finished up and set the tray outside my door and poured another glass of wine.

It was late, it had been a very long day, but I wasn't tired. I had woken up that morning in a tent on a mountainside in SoCal, snuggling the love of my life, now I was a quarter of the way across the country, about to drop somewhere around four million on the house that I would raise him in. A boy I had known for 3 days. What the fuck was I doing? All of a sudden I felt warm, I felt love, the love of a brother, the love of a father, I knew it was Finn. I knew I was doing the right thing.

I relaxed on the balcony and enjoyed the rest of the bottle of wine. I'm not that heavy of a drinker, but I do love to overindulge from time to time. Donny was right about the view. I had a feeling Finn's meddling was having ripple effects, I somehow knew that Donny and Danny were going to become a thing. I knew Danny was looking for an excuse to get out of L.A. he may have been young, but he was a damn good concierge, and there were a few five star resorts in the area.

As I polished off the bottle of wine, I knew it was time to get to bed. I stripped my clothes pulled back the sheets, grabbed Jax's undies, laid them across the pillow, killed the lights and got into bed. I laid on my side, so my nose was in just the right spot, I could smell Jax with every breath. I quickly faded into a deep sleep, and yet another dream.

The new house was finally ready, Jax was so excited, and he was blindfolded. The construction had been hidden behind a tall fence, he hadn't even seen the drawings, he wanted it to be a total surprise. I believed him when he said he never once peeked. I counted down and removed the blindfold.

"What!!? No freeken way! Is that real? Or are we on a movie set?!"

"BEEP BEEP BEEP" I really wanted to hit snooze, but I restrained myself and got up. In the shower I thought about the dreams I'd been having, I knew they were from Finn, and I knew they'd come true, if I followed my heart. That meant there was only one property I needed to see, the 350+ acre ranch, I still wanted to look at the others, maybe the inspiration for the final home came from one of those. I headed down to the restaurant for breakfast.

The place was busy but I was seated right away, another insanely hot even younger teen approached my table. I knew he had to be at least 14, but he coulda passed for 12. Bryce took my order and brought my coffee. My phone dinged, an email, it was the appraiser. I took a deep breath and opened the email. My jaw hit the table, her appraisal came in at 17 million, she noted that there would probably be a bidding war and figured it would go for upwards of 20. My net worth was over twice what I thought it was. Bryce returned with my breakfast.

"Are you alright?"

"Huh? Oh, ya, sorry. I'm fine, just found out that I'm a heck of a lot wealthier than I thought..."

"Hehe, that's always a good problem to have. Congrats! Can I get you anything else?"

I told him I was good and he went on his way. The tres leches French toast was the best French toast I'd ever had, and Bryce was an exceptional waiter, my coffee was never empty, but he never hovered.

I paid my bill and slipped Bryce a hundred, earning me a peck on the cheek and a whisper in my ear.

"Um... I get off at two every day, and I hope to get you off at least once during your stay!" He trotted off. Ok, what was going on? That was now three members of the staff that had offered me sex. Is this hotel a whorehouse, or are they just horny? I still had some time before I had to be at Howard's office.

I went to the front desk and asked if I could speak to the manager, in private, assuring the attendant that I wasn't a Karen and nothing was wrong. He escorted me to the office.

"Ahh Mr.... Sorry... Conor! What may I do for you? I hope there's nothing wrong."

"No, nothing's wrong at all, I have to say Donny is one of the most thoughtful front desk attendants I've ever encountered. And all the other staff I've had the pleasure of interacting with have also been wonderful!"

"Yes, Donny is going to inherit this place when I retire. I'm so happy he came into my life. Now then, how can I help you?"

"Well it's an awkward question, a few of the staff have offered me sex..."

"Oh dear, they're usually very good at being able to tell which guests are interested, and which are not, I'm very sorry. I will speak to them, they won't bother you any more."

"No, no. It's not that at all... There's no easy way to ask this... Are they Working Boys, or just horny?"

"HaHa!! Horny! Very, very horny. They would be insulted if you offered them money for sex. Tipping them well for doing their jobs is fine, just don't consider it payment for extracurricular activities. As long as they are off the clock, have as much fun as you want."

"Ok, thanks. I won't be taking them up on their offers, I'm exclusive to my soon to be son, but if they were doing it for money, I would have been willing to help them out. Don't ask them to stop though, I do love the attention. I just hope I can make it through the week!"

"Ha! Good luck. Have a wonderful stay. By the way, all of the Junior Suites are completely soundproof... I will warn you, my Donny can be, let's say... assertive."

He gave me a wink. I left his office with my mind at peace, yet confused as hell at the same time. I had the valet bring my car around, I handed him a fifty as he handed me my keys with a wink. The drive to Howard's office was pleasant. Traffic was nothing like L.A. where it can take a half hour to go three blocks.

Howard offered to drive, I pointed at the rented convertible Bentley, he just nodded and got in the passenger seat. The first couple properties weren't as impressive in person as they were online. The third, oh wow, I could see Jax and I living there. But it was only a three acre lot, and it belonged to a Home Owners Association. I'd spent enough time on Reddit to know to stay away from HOAs. But the house!

"Howard, this place looks pretty new, is the architect local? I'm thinking about getting the ranch, living in the existing two bedroom and having something custom built."

"Ya, Carl's a good friend of mine, and I happen to know he's really slow at the moment. And he loves that ranch. The old owner used to let a few of us camp on the property, theres a few incredible hike in camp spots, even more in the National Forest the property backs up to."

"Well, I happen to know the future new owner. Once I move in, just give me a heads up." I decided to skip the other properties and head to the ranch. There was no reason to waste any more time.

Dobson Canyon Ranch, was about 20 minutes south of Old Town and the drive was beautiful. As soon as I turned the car up the canyon I felt it. This was it, this was home. There were three structures on the property, a 2 bed 2 bath home, that was ok on the inside, it could stand some updates. The exterior was boring. It was pretty much a standard Ranch Style home. I was sure Carl could do something about that. That is where Jax and I would live while the custom home was being built further up the canyon.

The second building was a Pueblo style single bedroom cabin. It needed some work, but was worth saving. The third building though, a 1 bath studio, was too far gone. Maybe put a workshop or something on the foundation.

But this property wasn't about the structures, it was about the land. It was about the stream, and the two swimming ponds. I knew I could spend the rest of my life there.

"I'll take it!"

Howard's face lit up, I knew his commission on the 4 million dollar property would be over a hundred grand, he was a very happy man.

"Great! Lets head back to my office and I'll do the paperwork. The price is firm, since it's bank owned, so putting in an offer would be a waste of time. I assume you are paying cash?"

"Cash is king. But I'm going to need to free up some assets, I'll use my Amex Centurion card, and get a metric buttload of points."

"Haha! Nice, once the paperwork is ready we'll go to the bank and get you the keys."

"Wait, I can take possession today?"

"Yup, the bank wants it off their books, they were asking 6 for it last week. They slashed it last Friday just before closing."

Brilliant timing, thanks Finn! We headed back to Howard's office he told me about his son, who lived in L.A. and was a up and coming realtor, still looking for his first big listing. I liked Howard, he was a good man, and I could actually see us becoming friends. It would be nice to have friends. I told him a bit about my childhood and about my life, he gave my shoulder a squeeze in a show of genuine empathy.

"You said your son is looking for a big listing? Would The Penthouse of the Eastern Building be big enough?" It was a good thing I was driving, otherwise we would have been in a ditch.

"The Penthouse of the Eastern Building? That's the iconic turquoise terracotta temple to Art Deco right? The Penthouse has to be worth at least ten million! You'd let him list it?"

"Yep! I got the appraisal today, 17 million, but she said she was sure there'd be a bidding war and expects it to go for north of 20. I like you, so I'm sure I'll like your son."

"I'm gonna have to make sure he's wearing a pair of Goodnites when I tell him!"

We got back to the office Howard gave me Carl's number, I called and set up an appointment for 11 the next day. An hour and a half later I had the keys to my new ranch! Howard invited me to dinner, I took a rain check, it was 5:30, which meant it was 4:30 back home, and I was dying to talk to Jax. He understood, and with a warm hug we parted ways.

Back in my room I pulled out my laptop, opened Zoom and clicked on Jaxon. Less then a second later.

"Dad!!! Hi! How's your trip going... Guess what!"

"Hi Bug! My trip's going great... Umm what?"

"I didn't wet the bed last night!"

"Oh wow. That's great! But Jax, promise me you won't beat yourself up if you do wet again, it's not like you have a choice."

"Ok... Thanks. So, you hook up with any hot little boys in Santa Fe yet? I know what happens there."

"Ha! No. The teens on the hotel staff are throwing themselves at me though, but Jax, I've turned them all down, you are all I want, you are all I need. I won't cheat on you."

"What!? Look, when we went to Santa Fe, it was right after I realized I liked men, I saw the lust in the eyes of both men and boys. We aren't actually together yet, and you're in the center of Boylover Town. I insist you have fun with at least a few of those teens, you need to get some practice for when I'm a teenager!" Right then I felt that warm love again, I could see it on Jax's face too. "Did you feel that? I know that was 1.0! I've felt it before thinking of him. See even he agrees! Go forth and get yourself some teen cock!"

"HaHa! Ok ok... I will, for you. Ha!"

We chatted for about a half hour, I didn't tell him about my little purchase this afternoon, I wanted it to be a surprise. We said goodbye and I closed my laptop. I decided to go for a walk around town, I grabbed my camera bag and set off. On my way out I saw Donny.

"Hey Conor, I talked with Danny for hours today, I think I'm in love. We both have vacation time coming. Next month, we're gonna spend a week together in Vegas! Then I get the feeling I'm going to want to move to L.A., not that I wanna leave Santa Fe, I don't wanna leave the RoseWood, but his career is there so... It's gonna kill my dad, but I know he'll understand."

I started laughing, he looked upset.

"Sorry Donny, I'm not laughing at you. You see, it just so happens that Danny's dying to get out of L.A., do you have any connections at the resorts? He is a damn fine concierge."

"Ya? Really? I know one of the resorts is going to be losing theirs in a few months... Holy... Oh Wow! Thanks."

"No problem. Hey, how 'bout when you get off tonight, you grab a couple of those killer corn liquor cocktails and come up to my room?"

His baby blue eyes blinded me.

"Really? But I thought you were exclusive to your son?"

"Soon to be son, he insisted, said I need practice on teenagers, since he'd be one in a few years."

"I think I love Jax!"

I gave him a peck on the cheek and was off.

I wandered the streets of Old Town for quite a while, snapping photos here and there. I found myself in front of a micro distillery with a tasting room. The vodka was good. The gin was phenomenal, but the absinthe was mind blowing. I ended up buying a bottle of the vodka and a bottle the absinthe, along with the special absinthe glasses and spoons. I also had them ship six bottles of the absinthe and six of the gin to me in L.A. It was past dinner time and I asked for a recommendation, they pointed me a couple blocks up the street.

I had a long and leisurely dinner of Hatch Green Chile and Cheese Tamales as well as a couple killer margaritas. The staff was entirely made up of adults... no eye candy, minus 1 star. It was time to head back to the hotel. Donny would be getting off soon, in more than one way. On the way back I stopped into a market to get sugar cubes for the absinthe, as I had the feeling Donny and I would be cracking the bottle open.

Back at the hotel I filled the ice bucket, put on some music and after, let's say, washing up, I had a seat on the balcony and awaited Donny. I didn't have to wait long, Donny knocked then let himself in. He joined me on the balcony and handed me my drink.

"Before we start, I think I should explain a bit about Santa Fe. I heard about your conversation with my dad this morning. I just wanna answer some questions you don't even know you have. First, none of us do this for money, and most of us aren't looking for a dad, you'll be able to tell the ones who are.

Some of us are looking for an emotional bond though, an Uncle. And again, it's not about money. It takes a special Man for a Boy to want them as an Uncle. I have one already, wouldn't mind another, same with Andy. Bryce on the other hand, he lives with his birth parents, he loves them, but has no other real family, he just turned 14 and just started here and he's extremely desperate, but he's extremely shy. So if you decide to take him to bed, cut him some slack, he's a great kid, I've known him for all his life, and know that you'd be his first, he's never even been with another boy. Understand?" I took a long draw of my cocktail.

"I do, and I'm open to the idea. I think Jax would love having cousins. And as for Bryce, I sense something very special about him. I'll be asking him to join me tomorrow, I'll be patient, and gentle, but I will blow his mind. Then I want to do some more sightseeing, the O'Keeffe maybe. I think I'm going to ask him to join me."

"He would absolutely love that! One of the things about having an Uncle is getting to spend time with them out of bed. Speaking of bed..." He finished his drink, as did I. He grabbed me by the collar and shoved his tongue down my throat as we started to undress each other. Once naked he practically shoved me to my knees and jammed his six inches into my mouth.

Donny was by far the most aggressive lover I'd ever had. I let him face fuck me for a good ten minutes, I loved it, and used every trick in my arsenal to show just how much fun I was having. He grabbed my head and pulled tight, as his cock started to spasm. He shot his entire load down my throat, then let go of my head. Such a shame I didn't get to taste it. It was time for payback I tightly took hold of his hips and rapidly started milking his ultra sensitive head with my mouth. After fifteen seconds he was begging for mercy, I released him, after another ten or so seconds. I looked at him and we both burst into laughter and he fell on the bed, I joined him.

"Sorry, I can get a little aggressive sometimes."

"Your dad warned me. It's ok, that was great actually. Only problem was I didn't get to taste much of your juice. Hence the milking, what I did get was delicious."

"Thanks, nobody's ever done that to me before... That was amazing, and torture at the same time. Do you want me to blow you, or do you want to fuck me?"

"Up to you. I'm one of those 'Boy's Choice' guys. Once you've recovered you can fuck me if you want."

"Really? Cool! I'll blow you, I love sucken dick, but I'm not much of a bottom." Again I had to laugh.

"What? Something about Danny again?"

"Ya. How old are you?"

"Eighteen, why?"

"Good, I get the feeling you two are going to get married in Vegas, on the first night. I tried to get Danny to fuck me once, he tried, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He says he's a pure bottom. He does love sucking cock, and getting sucked and fucked though. There is one more thing he loves, and I get the feeling you're gonna love doing it to him..."

"What? What is it?!"

"Spankings. He loves getting his ass spanked. He's even had me tie him up a few times. He happens to be of the very rare breed that can actually achieve orgasm, by spanking alone."

"No fucking way! No fucking way! Spanking a lover has always been a fantasy of mine! Nobody's ever let me though. Thank you Uncle Conor." I needed another drink, Donny had never had absinthe before, he enjoyed it. After two rounds he shoved me down on the bed and gave me the third best blowjob of my life, Jax and Aden still hold the top two slots. He asked if he could spend the night with me, he wanted a couple more drinks and didn't think he could walk home after. I asked what time he needed to get up, he said seven. I set my alarm then set up another round of absinthe. We chatted on the balcony as we drank, I liked this kid, and I was really starting to see him as a nephew. After another round we went back to bed.

I handed him a tube of lube and got on all fours on the bed. Knowing that Donny was a teenager, an aggressive one at that, I figured he'd just shove it in and start fucking me, but no. I felt his lips on my southern star, then his tongue, he ate me out like a pro for a good long while, then two fingers entered my carnal canal, he found my prostate and worked it as he stretched me. After a few minutes he removed his fingers and ever so slowly slid his magnificent teen cock into me. He picked up steam and soon was fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked.

Over the next hour or so he gave me the best fuck I'd ever had, I actually came halfway through, Aden was the only other person that made me cum by fucking alone. Donny was 100% in charge, and switched positions every ten or fifteen minutes, when he came I was on my back, looking deeply into his eyes. The hot goo shooting deep into my bowels triggered my second big O of the fuck. Donny collapsed on top of me, I wrapped my arms around him and whispered.

"Thank you. That was by far the best fuck I've ever had."

"Thanks Uncle Conor! Me too!" The next thing I knew my alarm was beeping, I had to shake him awake. During the night we had somehow shifted to spooning, his limp cock was still in my ass, the dried cum made our separation a little painful. We showered together, and jerked each other off, then he set off for home. I went back to bed for a couple more hours. My alarm went off again, I took another quick shower and went to breakfast.

I saw the manager, Mr. Fagin, an unfortunate name for such a sweet man, (Fagin is the villain in 'Oliver Twist') he gave me a nod and a wink, I gave him a blush and a grin, knowing that I had just spent the night with his son. The restaurant again was crowded, but I noticed young Bryce pointing towards me. I was seated in no time.

"Morning Conor, the usual?" Lol, 'the usual' I'd been there once. I liked this kid.

"Um. That's Uncle Conor to you, and actually I'll take the granola parfait, I've been eating a little rich lately, you don't want your uncle to get fat do you? And coffee, of course."

For half a second he looked like a puppy that had just been kicked, then as he parsed my words the room got much brighter.

"... Umm... For reals? You'd be willing to be my uncle?"

"For reals Bryce, come by my room once you get off. Then I'll get you off, at a least few times."

"Oh shit... I'm dizzy, I may need runners to bring your food. Thanks Uncle Conor!!"

He didn't need the runners, he quickly returned to his extremely professional self. The parfait was good, but nowhere near as good as the French toast. I gave Bryce a kiss on the cheek as I slipped him his tip.

"See ya about two, I can't wait!"

"Make it closer to two twenty, I need to... Um... Freshen up first. I can't wait either!"

I got to Carl's office right on time. I was greeted by his receptionist and escorted back to his office, I took a moment or two to look at the photos of different homes in the hallway, his work I assumed. She opened the office door, Carl stood, we shook hands he offered me a seat. His receptionist offered me coffee or tea, I opted for the tea.

"So, Dobson Canyon Ranch? I absolutely love that place, over the years I've had ideas on improving the main house and the cabin, but I think the studio should become a larger workshop... My dream project also happens to be up the canyon a bit... Would you be up for something a little experimental?"

"I'm open to anything right now. How experimental are you thinking."

"I'll show you, I don't know why they consider this experimental, people have been building Earth Homes for thousands of years." He pulled out a large sheet of paper and laid it onto the desk. The rendering took my breath away.

Imagine someone from The Taos Society of Artists took Tolkien's Shire and reimagined it in Pueblo Revival. The house was built into the hillside, a waterfall came out from the left side, there was a second sketch of the back, the stream fed a swimming pond, there was a large deck between the house and the pond. It was the house I saw in the dream the other night!

"I'll take it! I don't care about the cost. That is exactly what I want."

Carl's grin was wide enough to fit the Eiffel Tower. The receptionist returned with my tea. I took a sip, waiting for Carl to come back to earth.

"Ohh! Darjeeling, first flush if I'm not mistaken?"

"Ah! A fellow tea snob, I had the feeling I'd like you. Rohini Estate, one of their finest harvests. Now, this has been my passion project for over twenty years. I've put a lot of thought into it. I have every detail mapped out in my mind. I've even got floor plans and some of the blueprints. Never thought I'd get to do it though.

I'm estimating for the construction, bringing in utilities, cutting in the driveway, everything all in around 3.5 to 4 million."

I was surprised, I was expecting it to be much more. I was thinking I'd have to start working again. There was enough demand for me that I could have doubled my rate and still get 40 hours a week worth of work.

"I'm good with that, but I do want to be off grid as much as possible. But I'm not a fan of solar electric. Does the stream run year round? I'm assuming it freezes up in the winter. "

"The stream does freeze in the winter, but there's a perfect spot for a well. And I was thinking of trying out some small turbines in the stream. Since we need to cut in the driveway, it won't be a big deal to bring in on grid power... Here's the floor plan."

He pulled out another sheet of paper, I fell even deeper in love. Five bedrooms, with the master in the west wing and the others in the east, a huge kitchen that was open to the living and dining rooms, a home theater, office, library, and a basement game room.

"Sounds great to me. You have a green light and a blank check. How about the existing structures?"

"I have ideas, but nothing on paper. I'll draw something up and have it to you in a couple days."

"Na, all good I trust you. I've never done anything like this before, do I need to find a contractor or can you handle that?"

"Oh I think I can handle the contractor... My husband happens to be the best in the state, and he's between jobs right now."

"Nice. How about an interior decorator? I love the style in that house on Ridgecrest."

"Ha! That would be our son, again the best in the state. He doesn't come cheap though, but he's worth it."

"Hired. What do you need from me?"

"Well, you did offer me a blank check... Kidding, I'll work up a starting invoice and get it to you in a day or so. Work on the existing structures can start in the next few days. Now would you like to see the site where your new home will be?"

"Um, how much of a hike is it? I would very much like to be back at my hotel by two."

"You're staying at the RoseWood, aren't you? Ohh those RoseWood Boys! Donny, the evening manager, is my Nephew. And no hiking required, helicopters are wonderful things."

"Donny's your Nephew? Well, I guess that makes us Brothers. Let's go."

He had a laugh and said I was Donny's type. Carl started to his SUV, then saw my Bentley and walked to the passenger side. At the airport he directed me to a hangar and hit a button on his key fob, the door opened, he had me park inside. I don't know much about aircraft, but wow! There were a couple small private jets, three helicopters, a handfull of prop planes and what looked like a stunt or racing plane.

"Flying isn't so much a hobby, it's an obsession. I'm a two time National Air Race Champion. I also love Paramotoring, maybe when your son joins you I can take him up."

"I don't think that would be such a good idea. Jaxon watched his First Dad fall from 16,000 feet attempting a Paramotor trick..."

"Shit... Wait... Jaxon O'Brain? Oh shit. Finn and I were acquaintances, I always liked him. I'm so sorry. I guess I won't be taking Jax flying anytime soon. I am glad the two of you found each other."

"We didn't, Finn brought us together, from beyond the grave... As crazy as that sounds."

"I actually believe it, heard some similar stories." At that he started pulling out a small two seat chopper. Once ready he closed up the hangar and we took off. A few minutes later we were over my property, I was in awe. I pulled out my camera and must have shot a hundred frames. It was so amazing from the air, soon we touched down in a meadow next to the stream.

"What do you think? This is the master bedroom."

"This is amazing! That view." We were facing west and you could see forever. He pulled out a copy of the rendering and the floor plan and showed me where everything would be. I took a bunch more photos.

"Ok Carl, I love it, and I trust you. I don't want to see it again until it's finished, I'll put that in writing. Finding you was Finn's doing, I know it."

"Wow, ok. But there may be a few things I'll need your input on."

"That's fine, I just want it to be as much of a surprise as possible. Jax doesn't even know I've bought this yet, and I happen to know he doesn't even want to see the drawings." 20 minutes later we were back at his office, I dropped him off and headed back to the hotel, 1:45pm. I stopped by the bar and ordered a Spicy Paloma, the Serrano infused Tequila sounded killer.

I went back to my room and got ready for my afternoon with Bryce. I was extremely excited, I was about to receive the greatest gift a boy can give, his virginity, a first for me. I was on the balcony enjoying my cocktail when there was a timid knock on the door, then it opened. I motioned Bryce in, he slowly closed, locked, dead bolted, then latched the door. He came out and sat next to me on the loveseat, to say he looked nervous would have been a gross understatement.

"Hi Bryce, I'm so glad you came. can I offer you a drink? Beer, soda, water, soda water, vodka?"

"I... I'll have a water pl... please..."

I went to the minifridge and grabbed a bottle. When I returned, he was actually trembling. I opened the bottle and handed it to him, he took several gulps.

"Look Bryce, we don't have to do this if you don't want, we could just hang out."

"No, I want to do this, I've wanted to do this for years! I've just never found the right man... until now."

"You think I'm the right man? Dude, you're smokin hot, you could have any boylover in the city. And you want me, why me?"

"You don't know, do you? You sorta have an invisible sign hanging above you that says 'Good Man, Gentle, Loving, Patient, Massive Heart'. And... You're pretty smokin yourself. I... I'm just real nervous, real excited, but real nervous."

"Wow... Thanks... No I didn't know. How about we just sit here and cuddle for a bit, and let you calm down a little."

He just nodded and got on my lap facing me, I scooted forward and laid back to give him more room, even though he was small for his age he was a little too big for my lap, but it worked. I wrapped my arms around his back as he wrapped his around my neck, then nuzzled his face into my neck and shoulder. I could feel a small hard lump against my belly. His trembling started to lessen, he took deep breaths, finally after about half an hour he was totally relaxed.

"This is nice. This isn't like cuddling with my mom or dad, this is somehow... kinda sexy... Um... Uncle Conor? There's another reason I've never been with anyone. The other reason I chose you, it's 'cause I know you won't laugh at me. This is really embarrassing, I... I don't have much down there, my Doctor says I'm a late bloomer. Last time I measured it hard, it was only three and three eights inches..."

I could feel him blushing. I was familiar with this problem. Aden had the same issue, I was the first person that saw it since he was a baby, everyone knew about my bedwetting. He wanted me to know something embarrassing about him. That's when I realized where my love of small penises came from.

"Yum! Sounds tasty. I like the little ones, and you're just big enough to hit my magic marble when you fuck me."

"Thanks for not making fun... Wait... You're gonna let me fuck you!?"

"Yep. I like making boys feel good, and there's not much that makes a boy feel better than fucking a Man."

"I can only imagine. Thank you Uncle Conor. Thanks for being so patient with me. I think I'm ready."

I squeezed him tight with my right arm and used my left to help me stand, he wrapped his legs around my waist and I waddled into the room, he was almost too heavy, but not quite. I sat him down, so he was standing at the foot of the bed, I sat in front of him took his hands and looked him in the eye.

"Bryce, may I undress you now?"

"Yes please."

He started trembling again, but this time he had an ear to ear grin and was biting his lower lip. I very slowly stripped his top half, I couldn't believe how well developed his chest and biceps were. He had to play water polo. I groped his chest and back for a few moments, he was purring.

I wanted badly to get to that little bulge in his slacks, he had most likley been hard since I left him after breakfast, poor kid. I traded places with him and got on my knees and shucked his shoes and socks, his toes were begging to be sucked, who was I to argue, they were a little ripe, but hey, I like Roquefort...

I stripped his belt then his slacks, revealing to my disappointment, but not surprise, his boxers. I put my fingers under the waistband and made eye contact, no turning back after this. He nodded then closed his eyes tight, made fists with both hands, and took a very deep breath, steeling himself for what he knew could turn out to be the most embarrassing moment of his life. The trust he had in me melted my heart.

I wanted to do it slowly, and savor the moment, but I knew this was torture for the boy. I yanked them down in one quick motion revealing the second most beautiful dicklet I had ever seen. Sitting just below a sparse patch of light blonde wispy pubes stood 3 and 3/8ths inches of perfectly proportioned USDA Prime boycock. Below hung two very large orbs in a loose sack.

"You're not laughing. I knew you wouldn't, but I was still expecting it." I leaned forward and kissed the tip, causing him to gasp.

"It's beautiful Bryce, it truly is. The only penis I've ever seen that is more beautiful is my son's." He finally exhaled and relaxed his fists.

"Thank you. I know you're not just saying that to make me feel good." I had him lay high on the bed with his back propped up by the ridiculous number of pillows and got between his legs. I took his enormous balls into my mouth and rolled them around with my tongue.

"Holy shit! Holy shit!! That feels good... Almost too good!" I let them go and started licking his inner thigh. I realized I had a problem, I could tell that the second I took him into my mouth, he was going to explode.

Premature ejaculation is a risk with any first timer (I knew from research), and it's a massive hit to their ego. What could I say, should I say anything? Should I warn him, or should I deal with the aftermath? Rebuilding him would make our bond stronger, but would that be manipulation? Yes, yes it would be. I rolled over, slid up next to him and kissed his cheek.

"What's wrong?" He looked worried. I needed just the right words.

"Um... Bryce, I know how anxious and excited you are, and with this being your first time, you... well you're not going to last very long."

"Well duh. I know it's not gonna take more than a few minutes."

"No. Mouse, it's not gonna take more than a few seconds... I know that cumming that quick can destroy a boy's ego, but please know it's not your fault, it's all those damn hormones that you're not use to. It's your anxiety and your excitement. When it happens, don't be scared, don't be disappointed, don't be embarrassed. Just enjoy it, 'cause you are about to have a feeling that's gonna be better than anything you've ever felt in your life, ok?"

"Ok... Thanks Uncle Conor." I went back down between his legs and sucked his balls one more time, then went on to the main event. I opened wide and took his shaft in, then closed my mouth and raised my head wiggling my tongue as I went, by the time I got to the underside of his little helmet...

"Oh fuck... Uncle Conor! Oh Fuck! Ahhh!! Mgghhh!!!" I feverishly worked his head as I gulped down shot after shot of the most incredible cum I'd ever tasted. Bryce was screaming in ecstasy. So much cum! I could hardly keep up. But there wasn't a chance in hell I was going to let a single drop of that ambrosia go to waste. Finally it was over. I sucked the last few drops out and let his limp worm slip from my lips.

"Fuck... That was incredible. You're right I've never felt anything so good. I never even imagined it could feel so good... Uncle Conor, thanks for warning me, if you hadn't I would have been real disappointed and upset with myself... Probably woulda had a breakdown."

"Thanks Mouse, I understand I'm just glad I found the right words. By the way, your cum is hands down the best I've ever tasted."

"Really? Wow! Thanks... Haha, Mouse, I like that."

"Good, because we are going to make that pet name become ironic."

"I chose a good Uncle. Thanks... Will you make love to me now? You don't have to worry too much about getting me ready, I've got a few dildos, I use one every night, so you can just finger me to make sure."

I laid on my best stereotypical 1920's radio announcer voice and started tickling him. "Just finger you? Have you never heard of the fine art of the Rim Job? You savage! You Brute! Do you expect me to put my dick somewhere my tongue has never been? How dare you Sir! How dare you! Just finger you? Balderdash!" Bryce was laughing hysterically.

"Haha!! Oh you can rim me if you want! I think I'll love it. I just heard a lot of guys aren't into that."

"Those heathens don't deserve the title of Boylover! Sticking one's tongue inside of a Boy's love tunnel is an exquisite pleasure, for Man and Boy alike!"

He was still giggling like a schoolgirl as I adjusted the pillows so he was in the perfect position to receive the rimjob of his life. And since it was his first, I was guaranteed the top slot. I reached into the bedside drawer and retrieved the lube for when it was needed. I licked his crack hard, the giggling stopped.

"Oh... wow!" I gave a few more licks before focusing on his perfect pink starfruit. It took little effort to get my tongue as far up his hole as I could get it.

"Oh Fuck! Uncle Conor you lied! You said this would be exquisite, this ain't! This is splendiferous! Ya, I know it's not a real word, but FUCK!!!" I didn't respond other than to redouble my enthusiasm. He panted, and moaned and cursed, some words I'd never even heard. My tongue finely wore out and I replaced it with two fingers. I was saddened to find that his prostate, much like his penis, was drastically underdeveloped. But it was in a great spot! I worked his little button as I made sure I wouldn't hurt him, he went wild. With my other hand I lubed my self up.

"Mouse, I'm gonna stick my dick into you now. If you want to back out, I'll still care for you just as much as I do right now."

"Please Uncle Conor, FUCK ME NOW!!!" I did exactly that, and I wasn't that gentle about it either. It was amazing. He understood how to use those muscles deep inside, I only lasted a half hour, but he came every ten minutes like clockwork. I finally exploded. He went over the edge again as well! He had refilled completely, he even got some in his mouth! It was a magnificent sight. I used a towel to clean up my mess then licked his chest clean, including milking the last dribbles from his limp dickie. He turned out to be very quick on recovery, the milking turned out to be an amazing 20 minute blowjob.

When it was over he was a wreck. He asked me to carry him to the balcony. I layed him on the loveseat and went in for a beer, he actually asked for one. We cuddled and sipped our beers, still naked. Seeing him soft for the first time was a treat. Two inches of pure beauty. I gently started fondling him.

"This thing is so beautiful. You need to learn not to care what other boys think. If you accept it and own it nobody can make fun of you."

He sat silently for a couple minutes, enjoying the mild sensations I was giving him. Suddenly he kissed my cheek.

"Thanks Uncle Conor... I'll try... I know you wanted me to fuck you... But I don't think I can handle any more right now, this has been exceptional, phenomenal even splendiferous. I'll fuck you next time... if you want a next time..."

"Mouse... Bryce... I want a next time, even more than you know. I'm new to this whole Uncle - Nephew thing, hell I'm new to the Dad - Son thing. But I would wear it as a badge of honor if you were to call me Uncle. I know Donny already calls me that, but I didn't get it. Now I do."

"Cool, Donny said something about the O'Keeffe, I've lived here my entire life, and I've never been. I'd love to go with you, but I don't wanna go in that monkey suit. Let's take a shower and I'll go home and change, you can meet my parents!"

"Ha! I need to keep my plans top secret I guess. And I'm not from here, the prospect of meeting the parents of a boy I've spent the afternoon having amazing sex with is literally the most terrifying thing on the planet."

"Welcome to The City Different. This is Santa Fe! My Parents are going to love you!"

"You trusted me, I'm gonna trust you, lets take a shower."

I got a little carried away cleaning his lovehole, luckily I was quick enough to drink all that amazing cum down again, his prostate may have been small, but it was very sensitive.

Entering his parent's house, I think I was more scared than Bryce was entering my hotel room.

"Mom, Dad, this is my Uncle Conor! He's amazing, He didn't make fun of my tiny little thing, and he made me feel better than I ever knew was possible! A few times. I'm gonna go change, Uncle Conor, make yourself at home."

He left the room... He left me alone with his parents, after announcing that I spent the entire afternoon molesting him! Bret and Sarah blew my mind. They were overjoyed to meet me.

"I can't believe it finally happened!" Sarah shouted.

"He's been looking for just the right man for a few years now. We're so happy he finally found you." Bret said. I was still hyperventilating.

"It's ok! Relax this is Santa Fe. A few years ago we realized Bryce needed a love that we couldn't provide. We didn't expect his little, sorry, his 'developmental' issues, he's extremely embarrassed about it. How did you get around that?"

I was still in shock, but I decided upon absolute honesty. "Well, first he actually hit on me after breakfast yesterday. I have a thing for 'little things', and I have a thing for insecure boys. The two kinda merged with Bryce, and I think he could sense it. He's an amazing kid. I think with a little work I may even get him playing water polo again."

"Wait... How did you know he played, I know he wouldn't have told you, and how can you get him playing again?"

"I knew because of his body. That's not just a swimmer's body. That's a body that has been obsessed with water polo... But he got too old to wear Jammers and wasn't willing to wear an actual team swimsuit... Trust me I saw that when I was his age. I saw so many promising players drop out over the prospect of having to wear the dreaded so called Speedo. I just need to build up his self confidence, get him comfortable with his penis, which is amazingly beautiful, by the way."

Of course that was the moment he decided to reenter the room. He giggled and blushed, and gave me a quick side hug.

"I just got a text from Cameron, he wanted to trade his day off. Since I'm new and don't mind working Sunday I traded... So I'm off tomorrow."

I, at this point didn't quite understand everything, but I thought I had the lay of the land, I got bold. "Um, since he has the day off, and doesn't need to be up early, is it ok if Bryce spends the night with me?"

Bryce's eyes went wide, his parent's looked at each other and grinned.

"Of course! We haven't had a night to ourselves in over a year! You guys have fun. Conor, please don't let him get too drunk, he has a tendency to pass out..."

"Oh boy! I'll go pack an overnight bag!" Oh wow, I not only had their blessing to have sex with their son, but now I'm allowed to get him drunk? The City Different indeed!

"Um, I should mention, I'm rather wealthy, not mind-bendingly rich, but let's just say I never have to work another day in my life. I'm his Uncle, is it ok if I spoil him a bit?"

"You can try, he never asks for anything. The only thing he wanted for his 14th birthday was to get a job at The RoseWood."

"Ok, challenge excepted! This is still so strange to me. I'm having sex with your son, and you're totally fine with it..."

"Well our attitude is that this is much better than him sneaking around in the shadows, hooking up with goodness knows who. This system has worked in this town for a few hundred years. You are our son's Uncle, that makes you our Brother... Hurt him and you'll find yourself hanging from a tree in Santa Fe Plaza."

"Yes Sir. I could never hurt a boy, though every now and then there are boys that love to be spanked, but that's another story." Bret and Sarah both started giggling.

"Sarah, I've been a bad boy..." Sarah pulled a riding crop out from the side of her easy chair.

"You're gonna get it tonight, you're gonna get it real good! Am I gonna have to tie you up?" Once again Bryce showed off his incredible timing.

"You guys are sooo weird... Come on Uncle Conor, let's get outa here. Mom don't go too hard on him, remember the time he couldn't sit for a week?"

"I may not have been able to sit, but it was totally worth it Son, don't knock it till you've tried it. Have him back by six tomorrow, he needs to do his schoolwork." We hopped in my car and headed to the Georgia O'Keeffe Museum. He had a great time, and so did I, the Alfred Stieglitz exhibit was a wonderful surprise. After the museum we wandered Old Town for a while, we both enjoyed looking around the shops and galleries, we went into one that specialized in photography.

"Woah! Hey Uncle Conor, check this out, it's an Ansel Adams!"

I went to find him and was suddenly standing face to face with an original print of my favorite Adams photograph 'Aspens, Northern New Mexico, 1958' I soon realized it was my favorite printing of that photograph, so much detail in the blacks! I saw the price tag $32,000. I studied the print for a few minutes. Bryce was lost in it as well. A saleswoman walked up.

"Do you have any questions?"

"One, I'll take it. But I won't be moving here for a month or two, can I leave it here for now?"

"Of course. There is normally a $20 a month storage fee, but with the price of this print I think we can waive that. Hehe." Bryce was in absolute shock. He knew I was wealthy, but I don't think he understood just how wealthy. The saleswoman escorted us to her office, she typed something into her computer, then printed the bill. With tax it came out to $34,620.80. I handed her my Centurion Card, she ran it and handed me the receipt.

"Congratulations, you are now the proud owner of an Adams original. When you make your move we'd be happy to deliver it. What part of town are you moving to, or have you decided yet?"

"Oh I decided, yesterday I bought Dobson Canyon Ranch."

She congratulated me again, Bryce's jaw hit the floor. Once we were outside...

"Dude! Uncle Conor, I knew you had money, but wow! You must really be loaded!!! I don't really care, I'd be your nephew even if you were broke, but knowing you're rich is cool."

"Ha, thanks Mouse. Ya I thought I was worth about 15 million, but yesterday, just before you came to my table. I found out it's more like 30. I need ice cream, you want ice cream?"

"I'd love some ice cream. Then can we go back to the hotel, I also want some Conor cream!" He grabbed my crotch to drive the point home.

"Sounds good to me. But, when we get back I need to talk to Jax for a bit." He nodded, and we walked to the ice cream shop down the street. As we walked he took my hand, my heart once again melted.

Back in the room, Bryce surprised me by taking off his clothes as soon as he was inside, I hadn't even closed the door before he was naked. My heart swelled with pride. I reminded him I needed to call Jax. He went to the balcony to play games on his phone and give me some privacy. I opened my laptop...

"Hey Dad..."

He looked sad, but something was off, he was pretending, I decided to play along.

"Hey Bug, what's wrong?"

"Well, I wet the bed last night, but that's not what's wrong... My teacher called Mom today. She said she noticed a change in my behavior. Mom confronted me, I said that my camping trip really made me feel close to Dad, that wasn't really a lie... But she decided that my trips shouldn't be once a month anymore... they should be every two... WEEKS!!! My teacher said I was a totally different boy! She said I'm coming out of my shell."

"Oh Jax! That's great! I can't wait for next Thursday."

"Neither can I... Um Dad... We're gonna live in Santa Fe, aren't we? You're there looking for a house aren't you?"

"Already bought one. How did you know?"

"I've been having dreams about the future I know there from 1.0 and I know they'll come true. Last night I was in a pond, skinny dipping, practicing water polo with my cousin, his name's Bryce, and he's got a real cute little dickie. Have you met him? How do I have a cousin? Is he one of the hot teens at the hotel?"

"Ya, um... So here a boy can choose a man to bond with, not like our bond, not like a Dad - Son relationship, but an Uncle - Nephew relationship. You actually have three cousins Bryce just turned 14, Donny's 18, and Andy's 16, but Andy and I haven't made it official yet." Jax's eyes lit up!

"Cool! Can you find a nephew my age? I can't wait to meet them."

"I can try, but maybe that should wait till you get here. Hey, Bryce's out on the balcony, do you wanna meet him?"

"Hells Ya!" I got up and opened the balcony door, and called out to Bryce who had his earbuds in.

"I've got Jax on Zoom, he wants to say hi."

"Ok, cool!" As Bryce got on my lap Jax got a nice screen full of his package. Oops.

"Ohh, Bryce I like your dick! I can't wait to have it in my mouth." Bryce turned bright red realizing that Jax saw it.

"Thanks. I'm just starting to accept the fact that it's tiny thanks to your dad."

"... I wet the bed almost every night... Now you know something embarrassing about me too." All three of us giggled. The boys chatted for a while, they really had a lot in common. Jax decided to end the call, he said he was horny as hell but wasn't about to jerk off live on the internet, good boy. We said our goodbyes and I closed my laptop.

"I can't wait to hang out with him, he seems really cool, even with the age difference I think we're gonna be great friends."

"I think so too."

"Now let me get those pants off! Your cock ain't gonna suck itself... Umm, sorry don't be expecting too much, your's is going to be the first dick I've ever sucked that wasn't made out of silicone."

"It's ok, Mouse don't try too hard, don't try to impress me, just do whatever you feel comfortable with." I let him undress me. I was hard by the time I was naked, he had me lay on the bed, the same as when I blew him. He took me into his mouth and went all the way down, he gagged and started coughing, he sat up and wiped tears from his eyes.

"Wow, that's definitely different than a dildo. I like it a lot more though. It's gonna take some time to get use to... I can't believe how hot it is! But then again, I've never had a 98.6° internally heated dildo down my throat."

"Ha! Again, it's ok Mouse, take your time, like I said, don't try to impress me."

"Thanks for being so patient with me Uncle Conor. The second I saw you waiting for a table yesterday morning, I knew you would be my Uncle, and I knew you would change my life. And you already have."

"You're welcome sweetie, but thank Jax, I had sworn I wouldn't touch any of you, I swore to myself I wouldn't cheat on him, he insisted that I got some 'practice' on teen cock."

"Ha! I thought I liked your son, but now, I fucken love him! Now, back to work!"

For the next 45 minutes he worked me, like a beginner at first, but before long he became an expert, by the time I announced that I was gonna cum he was a professional cocksucker. He drank every drop I had.

"How was it? Did I do ok? Was I any good?"

"Bryce, that wasn't good... that was splendiferous! And that is actually a real word."

"Really!? And really? Splendiferous totally sounds like a made up word."

"Yes, really and really. That was great! You started off a bit rough, but by the end you became a pro! Hey I'm getting hungry, how bout you?"

"Well I just had a wonderful amuse bouche, but dinner sounds great! What surprised me was how much different your cum tastes, I've only ever tasted my own. Yours was a lot more savory. I like it!"

"Ha! Thank you, you will find that everybody's cum has a different flavor, yours is like candy... We can order room service, go to the restaurant, or order a pizza?"

"I can't even imagine eating as a guest in the dining room I work in. Pizza!! Can we order from Black Road? The Leek and Bacon is mind blowing!"

"No problem, do you want anything from the bar? I have a bottle of vodka and a few different sodas, and some absinthe in the fridge."

"I've never tried absinthe, but I love the La Agricultora from the bar. Plus... I know Andy's working tonight, he's a friend of mine, well him and Donny are like my Big Brothers, and I'm feeling brave thanks to you... I think I wanna let Andy see my thing... I want to own it, but baby steps... can we order from the bar?"

"Absolutely, are you sure you want Andy to see you naked?"

"No! But I'm going to let it happen!"

I called the Pizza place and put in the order. There was something refreshing about not using an app to order. I then put in the room service order, Donny was overjoyed that Bryce was still with me. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door, Andy entered and found us on the balcony, he almost dropped his tray when he saw Bryce sitting on the loveseat, naked, legs spread wide. He put the drinks on the table.

"Who is that, and what have you done with Bryce!? Nice dick by the way, you're gonna have to let me taste it sometime." Bryce giggled, stood and hugged Andy.

"Thanks Big Brother. Uncle Conor is teaching me to own the fact I've got a small cock. I don't mind it too much anymore." Andy looked at me with so many questions.

"Sorry Andy, you were on the menu tonight, but Bryce needed me more. Can I have you tomorrow night? I've been helping Bryce through some... issues."

"Thanks Uncle Conor, it's fine, I can hook up with my Uncle Howard when I get off, and absolutely, I can't wait to have you in my butt! But Bryce, you let me see it... I'm so proud of you! I really like it. Uncle Conor, when Bryce changes for gym, he goes into a stall in the bathroom. Bryce, I know that's why you quit water polo. Will you come back now? The JV team really, really needs you!"

"Thanks Andy, I'm really thinking about it. But I haven't made up my mind yet. Hey! Uncle Conor? Do you think before you go home we can have a foursome? You, Me Andy and Donny?"

I could see the massive tent that immediately formed in Andy's slacks, he was into the idea, I had the feeling he was hung, but damn!

"Well Mouse, I can tell that Andy likes the idea, but we need to make sure Donny is ok with it."

"Ha! I know he is, he's wanted to get into Bryce's pants for years, and we've done foursomes before."

"Ok then, let's plan on Saturday night!"

"Cool, I gotta get back to work... Well after I get rid of this."

Andy reached into his pants and rearranged himself, so his tent wasn't quite as obvious, kissed Bryce on the cheek then me on the lips and left us.

"Bryce, I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks Uncle Conor, it actually felt good, liberating. Um... When the pizza gets here, I'm gonna answer the door."

"Are you sure Mouse? Are you sure you're ready to let a complete stranger see you naked? They might laugh."

"I'm kinda hoping they do. I need to see how it feels."

The pride I felt in that moment was overwhelming. We sat on the loveseat, cuddling and sipping our cocktails. I asked him about school, since he worked in the daytime. He said he went to Preston Academy and they are very accommodating to boys with jobs, he did most of his schooling on line, but had to go to gym class three times a week. There was another knock on the door, the pizza was here. Bryce took a deep breath and went to the door, I followed closely behind. He opened the door. The pizza boy was probably 17, 5'7", and at least 250 pounds, his face was covered in zits, and he was, well not very attractive.

"Holy shit, oh my gawd! Hahaha!!! That thing's pathetic! It's tiny! Do you need a magnifying glass to pee? My brother's bigger than that, and he's only four! Hahaha!"

"Ya? And when was the last time you got your's sucked by a smokin hot man? The only action you're ever gonna get is from your hand, and I bet you have to get your hand drunk before it'll touch you!"

Bryce grabbed the box, I handed the stunned driver a one dollar bill and closed the door. I looked through the peephole, he just stood there, in shock, after about 20 seconds he finally stormed away, bested. Bryce and I busted out in hysterical laughter.

"Oh Mouse! That was amazing! I'm so proud of you!"

I wrapped my arms around my giggling nephew, lifted him and spun him around, planting kisses all over his face.

"I didn't know I had that in me! That felt great!"

Bryce carried the pizza to the table on the balcony. I decided to join him in his nakedness, and grabbed a couple beers. He was right the Leek and Bacon pizza was mind blowing. We ate our fill and I put the rest in the fridge.

"That was great, thanks for the suggestion, but now I need dessert."

"Ohh, the orange tres leches cake from the restaurant is amazing."

"I know, but I was thinking of something even sweeter and more delectable. Bryce cream!"

"Oh. I think I can serve some up, but the pump needs to be primed. Hehe."

I wanted to do it on the balcony, but he did have a tendency to be rather loud when he came. I did everything I knew to make him last. After almost a half hour my dessert started flowing from it's nozzle. His shouts of rapture sent tingles through my loins. I finished sucking the last drops out then snuggled up beside him.

"Wow! I can't believe I lasted that long! Thanks Uncle Conor, you're the best Uncle a Boy could have." I kissed his forehead and told him he was the best Nephew a Man could have. He asked to try the absinthe, I grabbed my robe and the ice bucket. On my way back to the room I passed Andy in the hall.

"Dude! Uncle Conor, I can't believe how much one day with you has changed him. You are 100% the Man he needed. Thank you."

"My pleasure, really. He's a great kid, I... I love him to death. And he got to talk to my son today, they're going to be great friends. I really look forward to getting to know you tomorrow night. I should get back."

I did tell Andy about the Pizza guy, he thought it was hilarious, but couldn't believe Bryce actually said that.

Bryce was fascinated by the ritual of pouring the absinthe, ice water poured over a sugar cube placed on a special slotted spoon, turning the clear green liquid into an otherworldly cloudy mint green. When he took his first sip...

"Woah, that tastes like black licorice, I hate black licorice, but I really like this."

We cuddled on the sofa sipping our drinks and watching a movie. My mind wandered back to the short talk with Andy in the hallway. 'I love him to death' I had fallen for Bryce. But I would have given anything to swap him for Jax. There was no way I could love him as much as I loved my son. Was this going to be a problem? Would Bryce get jealous? How would I deal with that... As if he could read my mind...

"Uncle Conor, I love you."

"I love you too Bryce."

"I know. But I also know you will always love Jax more, I'm your Nephew, he's your son. I have two parents that love me, so I'm not missing out on anything. I'm just glad I have an Uncle that can love me too. Thank you again for being so patient and loving with me. I'm a different person then that scared trembling boy you met this afternoon. I can't imagine who I'll be by the time you go back home. I'm gonna miss you, I can't wait till you move here, with Jax..."

"Thank you Bryce, that means the world to me. I've been thinking, other than Jax there's nothing keeping me in L.A., and until he comes to live with me I only get to see him for one long weekend every two weeks. When I feel like working, I can do it from anywhere. So, I'm going to be spending a lot of time here, and until my house is ready, I'll stay here, at The RoseWood Inn."

"Really? Cool! Um, I don't really understand the situation between you too, I know he's not your biological son, but how come he can't live with you now?"

"His Mom doesn't know about me yet." I went on and told him the entire story, even about Finn, he was fascinated. He said he had a friend at school who's Mom's ghost led him to his Dad and thought the whole 1.0 - 2.0 thing was gonna catch on big time.

Bryce told me about his life, not much to tell really, he loved water polo until he got on the 14 & Under team, they had to wear the team swimsuit, before that he got to wear the much longer 'jammers' which hid his junk much better. He had been really good, he was MVP on his 12 & Under team and won Gold at the Junior Olympics that year. But other than his little issue, his life had been pretty much trauma free.

I told him my story, he cried a couple times, but in the end he was giggling as I told him about the gorgeous little fourteen year old that I was having incredible sex with.

"I'm sorry about your parents, and about Aden. But I guess everything worked out."

"Thanks, but if those things didn't happen to me, if one event had turned out different, I wouldn't have been on that mountainside last Thursday, and I wouldn't be here now... Mouse, I want that magnificent little cock of yours inside me."

"Yes Sir! Can I rim you first?"

"Of course. But we should probably freshen up." We took turns in the bathroom. When I was done I set up another round of absinthe, Bryce was getting pretty tipsy, it was really cute. We drank the round, I handed him the lube and got on my back with a couple pillows under me. My favorite part about having a boy fuck me, is the looks they get, especially the O face.

"Ok Mouse, I assume you know what a prostate is, right?" He nodded. "I want you to lube up your index finger and find mine." He did as asked. "Ohh ya, that's the spot, remember where it is. If you want to give your lover pleasure, you aim for that spot. Some guys don't care about their partner's pleasure, they just wanna get off. I'm not that type of guy. And I don't think you are either. But this is your first time. You don't need to worry about making me feel good. When you put it in me you are going to feel something beyond your wildest, wettest dreams. So just go for it! In time I'll teach you to be a courteous lover."

"Ok." He very hesitantly started licking my crack. After a few seconds he really went for it, shoving his tongue into me as far as it could reach, I was in heaven. He could only keep it up for a few minutes before his tongue was too sore to continue. He got on his knees between my legs and lined himself up, the look of anticipation on his face was priceless.

He took a couple stabs, I finally helped guide him in. His eyes rolled back in his head. He pulled almost all the way out, then pushed back in. He quickly found his rhythm. He surprised me by not once slipping out, and by paying attention to my magic marble. He was going to make one hell of a lover. He shocked me by lasting a full fifteen minutes. He started chanting 'Oh fuck ya' louder and louder, I really hope Mr. Fagin was serious about these rooms being soundproof. With one last 'Oh fuck ya' he exploded inside of me, I was sure it would be coming out my nose. Did I get off? No. Was it the best fuck of my life? Not by a long shot. Would I let him fuck me again? In a heartbeat. He collapsed on top of me.

"Fuck. Wow. That was... incredible. Thanks."

I pulled him up so we were face to face and I kissed him, as our lips and tongues danced I knew this was another first for him. We kissed for several minutes before he finally broke it off. Then he shocked me one more time, he went back down and cleaned me up, with his tongue. Then went back to my cock.

"Hey, Mouse. I've only got one load left for tonight, do you want it in your mouth, or in your butt?"

"I want it in my butt! But can we do it cowboy style? Can I be on top? And can we have one more drink?"

"Yes and yes. Do you want to pour?"

"Ya!" He set up and poured the next round, I could tell he was quite proud of himself. We went back to the balcony and enjoyed our drinks, though it was getting a bit cold. We got into bed, he mounted me and proceeded to fuck himself silly on my dick. I only lasted about 20 minutes, my cock thrashing around in his ass sent him over the edge, I aimed his cock at my mouth and opened wide. I caught the first few shots in my mouth, I savored the sweet boyjuice. The rest pooled on my chest and stomach.

He dismounted me, grabbed the hand towel that was laying next to us, cleaned himself out, then licked me clean. He came up for another kiss, and I could tell he still had some of his cum in his mouth. Yes please. We made out for a few more minutes before he reached over and killed the lights. Bryce cuddled into my side.

"Thank you for giving me the best day of my entire life. It wasn't just the sex, the museum and old town were amazing too, I love just being with you Uncle Conor. Good night, I love you."

"I love you too Mouse. Today was a great day, I love hanging out with you too. Good night."

With that we drifted off to sleep. I had another dream. My phone started ringing, I looked at it, my heart stopped. The number came up as Ojai, California. There was only one person it could be, Jaxon's mother. My mouth was dry, my hands were trembling, I had to answer it. "I know what you're doing with my son." I was jolted awake. I looked at Bryce sleeping soundly next to me.

I slid out of bed, went to the fridge and grabbed the vodka, my hands still trembling, I took a swig right from the bottle. As the alcohol warmed my insides I felt another familiar warmth, Finn. I heard his voice in my mind.

'Don't worry my friend. Things will work out, and sooner than I expected. You are making a welcoming home for our son. Thank you.'

His voice faded, and I calmed myself and took one more swig, put the bottle back and slipped back into bed, I pulled Bryce back onto me and went back to sleep.

I hadn't set an alarm, but woke up about nine, Bryce was still out. I pulled the sheets off of him and just admired his beauty. Once again I felt like the luckiest perv on the planet. I rolled him onto his back and got between his legs. I sucked the two inches of soft, supple boycock into my mouth and just sucked like a baby sucking a pacifier. It took him a good five minutes to get hard and just like Jax he woke as he hardened.

"Damn, I wish my alarm clock could do that. Good morning Uncle Conor."

"Gmmf Mffmfff Mffff."

I decided on a quickie this morning, I wanted to get a start on the day. I wanted to see how I could spoil my favorite Nephew. I went fast and hard. I took his balls into one hand and started working them, I went after his nipples with the other, that did the trick, I got my breakfast smoothie.

"Yum! Thanks Mouse! By the way, that was quick because I wanted it to be quick. And after that, I don't think I need breakfast. Those big ol' balls of yours sure make a lot of cum, a lot of very, very tasty cum!"

"Hehe, you're welcome. You want me to suck you now?"

"I'm good. What do you say to breakfast?"

"Um... sure... Did I do something wrong?"

"What?! No. No Mouse. Ohhh! I'm sorry. Look, I'm not a teenager any more. I've only got so many loads in me, and after the weekend with Jax, Monday night with Donny, most of yesterday with you, I'm pretty close to empty." Bryce started giggling.

"Oh, ok. Sorry, I guess I still got some insecurities to work on. Thanks. I could really go for the French toast. But first I gotta pee!"

I did too. I got up and held out my hand he took it, I pulled him out of bed and we walked to the bathroom. He started giggling the second he realized what I had in mind. We peed, hand in hand. This was different then when I had done it with Jax, this was more like just being silly, but it was still bonding. We washed our hands and went back into the room.

"For a second I thought you were going to want me to pee on you or something. Ya I'm in to watersports, but not that kind." That sent both of us into yet another fit of giggles. "I liked that though, I guess they call it bonding. Hey, can I call in the order?"

"Be my guest, I'll take the French toast and bacon..."

"And Coffee, the usual. Hehe..." He dialed the front desk. "Hey Chris, it's Bryce... No, I'm up in 213... Ya, I finally found an Uncle... He's the best, it's been Earth shatteringly amazing, thanks. Who's on room service this morning? ... Ok, cool can you have him bring up 4, 16 and 1, and double it. Thanks Chris."

"It'll be up in ten, and I'm gonna stay naked! Um... I've got Gym today, and it's swim practice, can we stop at a sporting goods store? I want to get a Speedo."

"Sure, if you're sure. Hey, yesterday in the gallery, you instantly recognized the Adams print, it's not one of his best known works. And at the O'Keeffe you were really into the Stieglitz exhibit. Are you into photography?"

"Ya, I'm saving up for a real camera." I told him about my hobby and showed him my kit. He went crazy, it was the setup he's been saving for 'none of that mirrorless crap for me' he said. He told me he had just over a thousand saved. I saw my opportunity to spoil him.

"Hey Mouse, if I was really your mom or dad's brother, would I buy you birthday and Christmas presents every year?"

"Probably, why?"

"Because I have a 14 year backlog of presents to give you. I want to buy you your dream camera setup."

"What!? No! Presents are like a toy, or a t-shirt. Not a top of the line SLR!"

'Knock knock' The door opened and the waiter wheeled in his cart, he saw Bryce, sitting on the bed naked, and froze.

"Who is that, and what have you done with Bryce?"

"Hehe, Hey Cameron. My Uncle Conor has been working on my self confidence."

"Uncle?" The look he gave Bryce was beyond intense.

"No, he's not a tourist. He bought Dobson Canyon Ranch! He's moving here."

"Oh, thank goodness. Hi Conor, you must be some kinda miracle worker, yesterday he came into the bathroom while I was at one of the urinals, he went into the toilet stall to pee, he was that shy. Hey Bryce, it's beautiful by the way. I'd love to blow you one of these days."

"Thanks, I'd like that."

"You definitely wanna blow him, his cum is the best I've ever tasted, and it's almost a full meal... Cameron, maybe you can settle something for us. Do you have an Uncle? Does he buy you gifts?"

"Ya, last week he bought me a $200 pair of Air Jordans. What do you want to buy him? How much is it?"

"A camera setup, all in around $8000."

"Oh shit, that's a lot. But it depends, how much do you make a month? If you don't mind me asking."

"Depends on the month and if I feel like working. Last month nothing, this month about twenty grand. But I don't need to work, I'm worth around thirty million."

"Woah! Shit, I was gonna make a comparison between the camera and the shoes, but Bryce, your Uncle buying you that camera would be like my Uncle buying me a pair of socks! Just don't start expecting him to buy you stuff. Ok?"

"Ok, thanks Cam." I could see it on Bryce's face, I won! It looked a little chilly outside so I had Cam set us up on the table inside. I slipped him a hundred and he left, with an appreciative grin. He was cute, but there were no sparks, I would not be getting another Nephew.

"I still want to chip in what I have saved, I've been saving up for years."

"Ok, we'll go to the sporting goods store, then the camera store. I can teach you a lot about photography. Then do you wanna go see the ranch?"

"YES!! I haven't been there in a few years, I used to go backpacking with Andy, Donny, and their uncles."

We finished breakfast then went for a shower, I made sure his cocklet got nice and clean. It blew my mind how quickly his balls refilled. Not that I'm complaining, but after two of his loads and that breakfast, I was stuffed.

Heading out through the lobby, Mr. Fagin gave me a warm smile after noticing who's hand was in mine. "Conor! Does this mean young Bryce has taken you as his uncle?"

"Yes Mr. Fagin, Conor is the best uncle a boy could ever have."

"Wonderful! My Donny was singing your praises yesterday, Carl and I are going to have to up our games... Oh, Donny had me speak with Danny yesterday, such a wonderful young man. I do look forward to meeting him. Have a good day." I had a vision of Donny spanking his bound and gagged dad's ass, and had to snicker a little. I also chubed up a little.

At the sporting goods store he picked out a pair of American flag print Turbo brand briefs. They were going to look so cute on him.

On the way to the camera store I spotted a sign for a shop I definitely wanted to stop at. 'La Petite Salope' a high end boys clothing store. I wanted to get him out of those damn boxers and into something more fitting of a beautiful young teen boy. He agreed to let me buy him a few pairs. And found some that really made him look sexy. He kept on a pair that really showed off his package, I reminded him that he had Gym class today, he grinned and nodded.

At the camera store he was still a little hesitant, but came around after only a few minutes. We got him a camera body, the holy trinity of lenses covering 15-35mm, 24-70mm, and 70-200mm, as well as my favorite 50mm f:1.2, everything was top of the line Canon L series glass. Camera bodies come and go, but glass is forever. He picked out a bag he liked and I grabbed a nice lightweight tripod as well as all the little things he would need. I asked if he had a computer that could handle photo editing.

"It's a little old, but it will work. You're NOT buying me a new computer... Well maybe for Christmas... Hehe." Bryce checked his bank account on his phone and handed the salesman his bank card asking him to run it for $1,087.

"This is my savings account, I have another account for everyday stuff."

I paid the ballance with my Centurion card, with the points I was earning on this trip alone, I could get Jax and I a pair of first class tickets to anywhere in the world! We loaded up the car and set off for the ranch.

"Thanks Uncle Conor, I promise I'll take good care of it. And when you're not in town I'll email you my best shots."

"Cool, thanks Mouse, I look forward to seeing what you can do." Pulling up to the ranch I noticed the sad, faded sign that was falling apart, a sign that once proudly read 'Dobson Canyon Ranch'. I stopped and pulled out my camera and took a few frames. I was going to have to get a new sign.

"Are you going to keep the name?" I hadn't even thought about the possibility of changing the name, in my mind that was the name, but why not?

"No... I'm not. I'm going to call it... 'Finnagan's Rest'." The words just came out, I hadn't known Finn was short for Finnagan. But there it was. Bryce gave a solemn nod, and his bottom lip quivered.

"A touching tribute, Jaxon's gonna cry when he sees it. It's funny, I've only talked to him for a few minutes, and I feel like I've known him his whole life." We got back in the car and drove up to the main house. Bryce unboxed his new camera and lenses, I walked him through all the different settings, he picked everything up very quickly. He knew the owner's manual by heart. I let him wander and take pictures while I did the same. Every once in a while he'd show me some. He was a natural, I gave him pointers here and there, he listened intently.

I noticed how much standing deadwood was around, and many fallen trees. The forest was healthy, just unmanaged. That was a lot of timber and many varieties. I went over to the studio and thought for a minute, I had always wanted to try my hand at woodworking. And now I had a massive amount of lumber... Well, I would. I pulled out my phone and called Carl.

"Hey! So I'm at the ranch, and I have a few ideas, you got a minute?"

"Yup, right now you're my only client. I'm actually very grateful you came along. Things have been slow lately."

"Ouch. Ok, first I need a new sign for the driveway, this is no longer 'Dobson Canyon Ranch', this is now 'Finnagan's Rest'."

"Oh, wow... That's beautiful."

"Thanks, I thought it would be fitting. Also, the woods look like they haven't been managed in years, there is potentially tens if not hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of lumber laying around. I want to expand the pad of the old studio and have a wood shop there, and I want a lumber mill next to it."

"Ha! I was planning on using lumber from the property to build your house. So we were going to set up a temporary sawmill, I guess we'll be upgrading. And having a wood shop on site would be very handy. Oh! I did some drawings for the main house last night, my husband Jack is on the way to the ranch right now, can you wait?"

"Hum, for a bit, it's 11:30 now but I need to get Bryce to his Gym class by 2:30."

"Plenty of time... Wait... Bryce? From the RoseWood? My Nephew's little Brother?"

"Yes, my new Nephew."

"That shy little mouse finally chose an Uncle? Incredible!"

"Ya, actually my pet name for him is Mouse, but I've cracked his shell, I think that this afternoon he may get a new pet name."

"I'm so happy for you two! I've known that kid his entire life, and was starting to think he may never ask a man to be his Uncle. Congratulations! Hey, Howard and I are going to dinner tonight, would you join us?"

"I'd love that, thank you. Text me the time and address." We said goodbye and he hung up. I went to find Bryce, who was laying on the ground taking a photograph of an aspen leaf leaning on a single blade of grass, the way the light was hitting it was stunning. He showed me the camera.

"Wow Mouse, that's beautiful. Be sure and send that to me, I'll have it printed and framed, it will hang in the house."

"Really? Thanks!"

"Are you ok to hang out for a while? Jack, Carl's husband is on his way here." He just nodded, said he liked Jack and scampered off. I explored some more, before long Jack arrived.

"Nice wheels, but if you're going to live here, you're going to need a four wheel drive pickup. Hi, I'm Jack."

"Conor, it's nice to meet you. The Bentley's a rental, I'll pick up a pickup on my next trip out here." We chatted for a couple minutes then he pulled out the drawings for the two bedroom, I loved it. We were interrupted by a very enthusiastic boy running full steam at us clutching his camera strap tightly.

"JACK! Can you believe it! My Uncle owns this place, we're gonna get to camp here again!"

Bryce hugged Jack tight for a moment. Jack looked at me in shock.

"You're this little guy's Uncle!? Carl said you were special, but wow." We chatted a little more, then toured the house, and the cabin I pointed out the upgrades I wanted. I also told him about the wood shop and lumber mill I wanted, I gave him the go ahead to set it up and pick out the tools, when I told him to spare no expense, I think he actually got hard. He said he had some work to do, so we said our goodbyes, it was time to get Bryce to the Gym anyways.

"Uncle Conor, you don't have to pick me up after, I can have Andy take me back to the hotel... Or home, if you want..."

"Take you home? I don't have to give you back to your parents till six!"

"Good. I was hoping you weren't getting sick of me already."

"Mouse! I could never get sick of you! Even when Jax get's here you are welcome to hang out whenever you want!"

"Thanks, sorry, still working on it. But Andy can take me back to the hotel."

"Actually, I want to go to the office and see if I can't talk to the Principal, this is where Jax is going to go to school. So when you're done see if the car is still here, if it's not, then have Andy drive you." Preston Academy was a highly rated private all boys school that largely catered to gay boys and went from elementary through highschool.

"Cool. Can you pop the trunk? I need to grab my Speedo." He stuffed the tiny swimsuit into his pocket and hugged me. I could sense that he was 'real nervous, real excited, but real nervous' once again.

"You've got this Bryce. You can do this Mouse!"

"I've got this!" He ran off to the Gym, I headed to the office where I was greeted by the receptionist, I asked to talk to the Principal and informed her I was considering sending my son to Preston. She escorted me to his office.

Mr. Brownlow introduced himself and started telling me about the school, it sounded wonderful.

Meanwhile in the locker room. Bryce stood in front of his locker and took several deep breaths. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it into the locker, he sat down and removed his shoes and socks and did the same, he stood back up and paused. Other boys had taken notice. He had never changed in the locker room before, especially not for swimming.

He looked at the Speedo, then to his regular trunks. 'You've got this Bryce. You can do this Mouse!' he thought to himself. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Every eye in the row was on him, and he knew it.

In one smooth motion he pulled down his jeans, stepped out of them, scooped them up and put them into his locker. He paused for a moment and just stood there in his super sexy new undies, then slowly removed them, almost making a show of it, he added them to the pile in his locker.

That was it, the deed was done, he was totally naked in front of a dozen or so boys, ranging from thirteen to eighteen. His tiny two inches of teen dick were on display for all to see. He braced for the laughter, the insults that he knew were about to start flying. But there was nothing. After a few moments, that felt like eternity, he grabbed his new Speedos and stepped into them, pulled them up, tied the drawstring and tucked it away.

What happened next he never could have imagined, not in a million years. Applause. Pats on the back. Cheers. Congratulations. Someone from another row yelled, "What the hell's going on?"

"Bryce just changed, into Speedos! In front of everybody! His cock might be a little small, but it's fucken glorious! I'd suck it any day!" Yelled the horse dicked senior Bryce had been crushing on all year. Cheers and applause erupted from the entire locker room. Andy came running.

"Dude! Little Bro! I'm so fucken proud of you!" Bryce was lifted onto the bench, Andy sat down in front of him, and the boy that was the center of attention was hoisted onto Andy's shoulders. He stood and carried his Little Brother into the middle of the room. Bryce raised his arms in victory, and was giggling like a little girl. The other boys started chanting.

"Bryce! Bryce! Bryce!" This went on for a minute or two before Andy carried Bryce out of the locker room to the edge of the pool and jumped in.

Back in the office, Mr. Brownlow was explaining the tuition and scholarships. When the door burst open, the receptionist had a smile a mile wide.

"Sir, it's Bryce Campbell! I just got a call from Coach Farkas, Bryce changed in the locker room! He got naked in front of the other boys! And put on a pair of Speedos! It's a miracle!"

Mr. Brownlow leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and smiled, a smile that read of contentment, relief, and pride.

"Little Bryce has finally taken an Uncle. I wonder who the lucky bastard could be... Sorry, Bryce is one of our Freshmen, he's a very sweet boy, beyond gorgeous, but painfully shy. I wonder how he did it."

"I got him to accept the fact that he has a small penis. It may be small, but it's absolutely beautiful."

"You... Lucky... Bastard! Ha! You must be one special Man, for him to want you to be his Uncle! Tell me more about this son of yours." I explained everything. Including the Mother situation.

"It takes an even more special Man for a Father to come back from the dead and guide his son to. I'm sure he has something in mind for the Mother that will work out best for everyone. I like to know about the parents of the boys who go here, tell me about yourself."

I gave him my sad story, and it's happy middle, the end of course is yet to be written. "You mentioned scholarships, is there a fund I can donate to?"

"Why yes! Ten thousand get's your name on a brick in our courtyard. You can donate online, or I can take a credit card." I pulled out my Centurion card and tossed it to him, good catch! I liked him, I liked the school, and what they stood for. For a school that largely catered to gay boys their values were amazingly traditionalist.

"What do I get for a million?"

"For a million we will name a building after you, and not have to do another donation drive for years! I detest organizing those."

"How about the pool? And not after me, name it after Finn O'Brian... Jax's Dad 1.0, I do this to honor him."

"Of course. Thank you, this will help many boys. I will email you the enrollment package, but we can't move forward until you have legal custody of your son." He handed me the receipt for my donation and my card. Then walked me to the front door, on the way the receptionist waved us over.

"I just got word, Bryce is showering with everyone, naked, he's 100% out of his shell!" Mr. Brownlow slapped me on the back.

"You Sir, are a miracle worker." We shook hands and I went back to the car. I didn't have to wait long before I saw Bryce and Andy running toward me, Bryce held up a team swimsuit, like a trophy.

"Uncle Conor! I did it! I changed in front of everyone, I even showered naked!!" He explained the whole thing, and told me about Andy carrying him on his shoulders. My little Nephew was glowing with pride.

"Oh Little Bear! I'm so proud of you! I take it you joined the team?"

"Yep! My first game's on Friday. Can you come? Wait... You called me Little Bear. I liked Mouse, but Little Bear's better!"

"Try to keep me from your game! And yes Little Bear, or just Bear, because you're no longer a shy little mouse. You're a fierce little bear!"

He almost broke my ribs he hugged me so hard. Andy hugged me as well.

"Thank you for everything you've done for him, he's a new kid... Um.. Uncle Conor, can I spend the night with you? I've got a thing for sleeping with a partner." Andy blushed.

"Absolutely! I've decided I never want to sleep alone again."

"Cool, I gotta run, I'll see you about 11:15, I'll bring cocktails." Brice and I went back to my room. Again he was naked before I had the door closed. But I wanted to see him in his team swimsuit. Again he read my mind and had them on seconds later.

To say they looked good on him would be the understatement of the century. His rock hard, perfectly sculpted body, his deep V that drew the eyes to the slightest hint of a bulge. He was absolutely drop dead gorgeous. I dropped to my knees and started groping his entire body. He got hard instantly. Now the site of a boy in a pair of Speedos with a little boner is perhaps one of my favorite sights in the world, but he would start leaking precum soon. I stripped his suit and continued mauling his body.

I took his cocklet into my mouth, he started purring. I sucked him for a few minutes then decided his feet needed attention, I stood up, picked him up and tossed him on the bed. I took his right foot and sucked his toes into my mouth, I ran my tongue between his toes.

"Oh fuck Uncle Conor! That feels so good..."

I worked his right foot for a while, then went to the left. I went back to his cock for about five minutes then worked his nipples for a while. He moaned and groaned and spewed incoherent babble. I wanted to go for his pits, but could smell his deodorant, so I went for his perfect puffy lips. We ate each other's mouths for quite a long time then I decided it was time for him to get off, well after I ate his other hole for a while. I took my second most favorite cock in the world and was soon rewarded with my favorite cum. His screams almost sent me over the edge, but trying to keep from choking on the gallons of cum kept me from my release.

"Fuck Uncle Conor! That was the best cum I've had in my life! Even better than when I fucked you."

"Thanks, I'm glad to hear it. I like making boys feel good with my butt, but I like making them feel good with my mouth even more."

"Well, you're real good at it. Thanks... Um... I'd love for you to fuck me again, but... What you said about not being a teenager anymore, I want you to save it for Andy."

"Are you sure?"

"Ya. And I think Friday and Saturday you should save up for Saturday night's foursome. There are sooo many things I wanna try!"

"Ok Bear, sounds like a good idea."

"Oh and I'm off on Saturday, so can I spend Friday night with you?"

"You wanna torture me? Is that it? You wanna spend the night with me and not let me get off?"

"Well once or twice wouldn't hurt."

"Ok, twist my arm."

We cuddled in bed and talked about nothing for a while then I grabbed my laptop and called Jax. 'Declined'? What? A few seconds later a message popped up.

'Call you later, I'm with a friend!!!!!!!! :D'

A friend? YES!! I was so proud of my Jax. Bryce and I continued to bullshit till it was time to get him home. His parents were very curious about the bags from the camera store.

"Uncle Conor made up for 14 years of missed Birthdays and Christmases. He's into photography too. He got me my dream camera kit!"

"I told you I could spoil him!" Bret and Sarah's jaws went slack.

"But he also gave me something much more special, but I've gotta go to my room before I can show you." He ran out of the room, and was back in a flash, wearing nothing but his team swimsuit. He puffed up his chest and put his hands on his hips.

"Waddaya think? Pretty sexy right?!" Sarah almost passed out.

"Who is that, and what have you done with Bryce!?" Bret asked, causing Bryce and I to bust up laughing.

"My first game is Friday, will you guys come?"

"Your mom and I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

"Cool, and since I'm off Saturday, can I stay with Uncle Conor Friday Night. Then Saturday night we're gonna have a foursome with Donny and Andy, and since I'm working Sunday, I figure I should just stay there, since I'll already be at work." That was new, but I couldn't argue with his logic.

"You really feel you're ready for your big brothers to see you naked?"

"Sure, Andy's already seen it. So has every one at Gym class, I changed in the locker room and showered naked... I'm gonna go put my clothes back on, it's cold in here." Bryce ran off again, Sarah offered me a seat. They both thanked me profusely, saying I'd done the impossible. I told them about my plan to spend as much time as I could in Santa Fe and if they ever wanted to get rid of him, they could send him to me. I explained that it wasn't just about the sex, that I loved just spending time with him, and loved teaching him about photography.

Bryce came back out and cuddled with me on the sofa. He told them about the Adams print, and the ranch. He told them about Andy and Cam seeing him naked, that got a chuckle out of them. When he told them about Pizza Guy they both nearly fell out of their armchairs.

"Well as much as I hate to end this, I'm having dinner with friends, I should get going." Dinner with friends. Wow, I think that was the first time in my life I'd ever said those words. When Sarah and Bret hugged me it hit me, they were not my friends, they were my family... Bryce and I shared a good bye kiss.

"By Uncle Conor, I love you. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow. I love you Little Bear."

To be continued...

My other stories;

Axel: From the Ashes

Jia & the 4th Age (finished)

What's Your Name Anyways? (a very short story)

The Lost Boys of Plummer Park

Eros is My Guardian Angel?