Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2024 16:30:10 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 49

The house described here is loosely modeled after Ocean House, a high end
resort on Rhode Island. This chapter will be more background than sex. Live
with it but N-joi

Hugs,
Tag_m
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It took a week to make it to London where the Spirit docked to re-stock
needed items before crossing the Atlantic. Agatha sent her private varnish
to take us to the castle where we were greeted with open arms by everybody
including Agu who tackled me to the ground to shower me with Leopard
kisses. I wondered about the possibility of acquiring a big cat of my own.

Needless to say Arutha and Enzo practically wiggled with joy at our
arrival. According to the boys, which Agatha concurred, Enzo had fit in
easily and was now recognized by the villagers. He'd had some issues at the
beginning of school but got them resolved out of sight of adults. It only
took one incident for the students to understand that the Italian boy was
not to be trifled with unless one wanted to experience a great deal of
pain. He and Arutha had become fast friends and generally spent the night
in each other's arms. Agatha had subtly let me know that she was well aware
of the arrangement and couldn't possible care less about it and in fact was
glad the boys had each other.

During one of our chat session Bixby showed up with a shit ton of paperwork
to sign. Not the least of said paperwork was a stack of signature cards for
a half dozen banks in Zurich. After signing them Bixby provided a list of
the account numbers and a brief discussion about what was in safe deposit
boxes as well as over a dozen accounts. All in all they amounted to 80
million dollars, jewelry, gold and silver whose value added another million
or 3 to the mix. Agatha said the much of the jewelry was quite old and
priceless. As of that moment I had access to it all.

Benson interrupted our discussion with a telegraph which I opened. It was
from Jeremiah saying he'd found a perfect property and asking me to phone
him, which I did. The story was this.

In early 1927 a group of investors began building a rather exclusive hotel
and resort on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean a few miles south of the
mouth of the Hampton river and 30 some miles from Exeter. The hope was
turning it into the likes of the Hamptons on Long island or even
Newport. It sat on 50 acres part of which was on a small peninsula of land
which itself was about 10 acres and was where the hotel sat.  Alongside
that plot of land was a U shaped harbor about 5 acres in size that, because
of the shoreline angles, was fairly well protected from the Atlantic. It
had been planned for it to be a boat dock for visitors who boated in so was
deep enough for the Sea Spirit to dock there.

"So," Jeremiah said, "the crash happened in 1929 when it was 90%
finished. Half of the owners went bankrupt and a few jumped out of
buildings. A Boston bank holds the lien and they are quite anxious to
unload it. The building is 4 and 5 stories high, has close to 70 suites and
rooms, a professional kitchen and a huge dining room, a ball room, numerous
sitting rooms, an indoor pool and 85 bathrooms. I understand that there is
a 4 lane bowling alley in the basement. The suites are enormous and have
private terraces.  That said, walls could be knocked down to combine the
smaller bedrooms while others could be used for any number of things
including household staff. There was more but that was the gist of it. All
in all it could be had for around a million dollars.

I asked if it was habitable and the answer was yes. The electricity was on
and there were 4 rotating caretakers watching over the place. All of the
furniture was on site and much of it set up and ready for guests.

"I was impressed with the place Lucian and I don't think you'll find
another opportunity like it, especially so close to Exeter. I spent a full
day going through it, saw some of the stuff that needs completing and a
fair amount of little things but overall you could move in tomorrow."

I told him to go ahead and make an offer then see if he could find the
company that had been building it and hire them to complete the build then
keep them around for further work. I wanted to see the place before I
started knocking down walls. We ended up getting it for 800k cash.

"Lastly get me the exact latitude and longitude so we can put into the
small cove. If retaining walls and a dock are not there then get them
built. I intend to sail straight there and not go to Philly." Jeremiah
asked if he would be able to lease my home in Philly. I told him yes unless
I decided to add it to his benefits package. That got me a rousing thank
you. My plan would be to have Darius and Jenkins live with us so would
allow Jeremiah to retain Giselle if she was willing. If not she was welcome
to join us at Hampton House. That prompted the internal question of my
Japanese help and what to do about them.

That evening after my grandmother retired I found Benson and said we needed
to talk.

"I've been expecting that sir," he replied. I got right to the point.

"In short I am going to need your help, your support, your loyalty, when
she goes Benson. Can I count on you?"

"Yes sir, absolutely. Miss Agatha and I have spoken at length on the topic
and I assured her that I would stay. Frankly sir, most of my life has been
spent in her employ. She has been very, very good to me and will need me as
much, if not more, after she's gone. You have my undying loyalty sir." We
talked about what that would look like. I told him of my plan to create
brand recognition with certain products and he listened intently.

"I believe I can be of service for that project." Benson gave me his
story. He came from a very wealthy family himself but they essentially cut
him off financially because he was queer. Agatha had known his family since
before he was born and she took him in when he was 23, sent him to butlery
school then employed him. He still communicated with his family in the
Netherlands and could acquire top of the line cattle for breeding
purposes. He had also worked closely with Hugh Edmond, the lands manager
for the estate.

"I feel I should inform you sir that Hugh and I have been lovers for 30
years. Agatha is well aware of and supports it." I couldn't have been more
shocked.

"I appreciate your candor Benson. As you have probably guessed our
relationships aren't exactly that of normal adult and children."  He simply
nodded his head. We talked of other things and I provided him with phone
numbers of people that always knew where I was but would give him updates
as they were made. I gave him instructions to contact me with any
issues. In fact, I said that I would phone Agatha once a month on preset
days and times and if necessary he and I could touch bases as well. I also
told him that we would all fly back in the event of a funeral.

We stayed another day during which I fucked both Arutha and Enzo, Arutha
twice. He was a very darling boy and not for the first time I consider
taking him with us. On the last day we all gave up hugs and kisses along
with some tears then boarded the train for London. We sailed at 3 that
afternoon, headed for another new adventure.

8 Months Later-September 10th 1934

"Come on boys," Gergory called out, "let's make it march." The boys all
came tumbling out the front door of the house, dressed in medium range
clothing and piled into our new "Limousine". In searching for a single
vehicle to transport our group Jeremiah had come across this relatively new
invention, a stretched out car. We could have utilized a bus but in all
honesty they looked kind of trashy and I wanted something with at least a
little bit of class.  After all, we were one of, if not the, wealthiest
household in the state and most certainly owned the largest private home in
the state. Instead we purchased a 1934 Ford Limousine that had 4 more feet
added to its length. Our builder, Budd Manufacturing had agreed to do the
work for us. The extension allowed them to put a full bench seat on each
side facing inward so with the normal seat at the very back 3 sides of the
overly large rear compartment was seating. The passenger side doors were at
the very back so access was easy. It could easily hold all of the boys plus
2 adults and still have a little room for more. At this time we were headed
to Exeter for the 1st day of school, the older boys to Phillips Exeter and
the little guys into a small private school for grades 1-8.

The Limousine was just one of the relatively new inventions that had come
into our lives. It was difficult referring to it as a house considering it
encompassed 120,000 square feet over 5 floors.  It was twice the size of
the Palm Beach house. The kitchen contained most of newfangled
things. Because it was designed as a commercial kitchen it was huge, easily
1000 square feet with a separate room just for baking. Instead of the usual
range and oven combinations, the stove tops were mounted on counters
against walls separate from the ovens.  Above the 10 burners and large flat
top grill were fans called Motodor's which sucked up the smoke and even
some of the smells from cooking. In 1928 a man named Lloyd Ray invented
roofs, or hoods with the fans mounted inside of them so they basically
helped corralled the smoke to vent it outside. By 1933 Henry Broan began
manufacturing hoods commercially.

The 6 ovens were also mounted against walls alongside the burners and
grills. The different ovens were set for baking, warming, and roasting and
broiling. Another unusual piece of equipment was a walk-in
refrigerator. Daius had commented about wishing he had a reefer car like we
used on the train but inside the house. That prompted Budd to build and
install the refer room which also used the newly invented Freon and not the
system of chemicals that was normally used.

It should be noted that all of our cooking equipment was propane
operated. A 10,000 gallon tank was set up a good 200 feet from the house
and behind a thick concrete barrier camouflaged by flower bushes. There
wasn't any delivery service close to us so we started a company devoted
solely to delivering gas and bought a shit ton of stock in propane
companies. Within 20 years our investment would be worth well over 500
times what we paid for it.

They had also installed a restaurant sized dishwashing machine. A large
steel box it was plumbed into its very own sink. Dishes and glasses were
put inside through a front door that was seated with rubber to prevent
leaking. Water was run through a metal bar with nozzles on it that spun
around and essentially pressure washed the contents. It was run by a small
electric motor mounted atop the machine. Ours was large enough to handle a
full meal of dishes, glasses, and eating utensils. Of course food had to be
removed first. When done, the loading door was open so the items could air
dry or in racks on counters. Darius might also put them in the warming
ovens to quick dry.

While there was a huge wooden table for cutting on, many other counters and
storage cabinets were made of rustless steel, the first name attributed to
stainless steel. The large utility sinks were made of the same material and
would become common in households by the time WWII was in full war mode.

A further invention was the electric clothes washer and the resort had
installed 4 commercial sized machines in the basement along with mangles
for for sheets and blankets. On each floor was a laundry chute as well as a
dumbwaiter lift to save carting finished laundry up and down
stairs. Speaking of elevators there were a 3 of the people carriers.

Once Gregory and I piled into the limo we headed out. AJ had driven down to
Boston on business so we would meet him there. As Gregory drove I took a
slight trip down memory lane, reflecting on the past 6 months.

Crossing the Atlantic had been mostly trouble free. We hit some bad
weather, then horrible weather for 2 days. Cookie couldn't cook so we lived
on hard boiled eggs, cooked bacon, that is, when our stomach's allowed
food.  Some of the boys puked their guts out. But then, so did some of the
crew.

Skip found our little harbor without any trouble and from half a mile out
we got our first glimpse of our new home. Stretching from left to right in
front of us, it was massive, the length of a football field. As we got
closer I counted 5 complete stories, which was deceiving, and a square
tower at dead center whose top floor was 6 stories. In the old days it
would have been called a widow's walk, a place where he wives of mariners
would watch for their husband's return. This one was a large octagonal
column

Still closer I could see that the house sat on a slope so the ocean facing
view showed 4 stories and a basement while the opposite side was 4 stories
no basement.  The main floor above the basement had a covered full wrap
around porch that we would discover was 15 feet wide. The next floor up
must have been the suites because there was a full row of balcony's each
with a short wall separating them. The basement and thus the porch were
circular like the turret but they weren't connected so in reality it was a
half-circle. From the main floor a sweeping staircase on each side of the
half circle led down to the ground. We could see a large 3 story circular
portico at one end of the building but it looked like it was actually
attached to the main floor and not the basement. Closer inspection revealed
a formal gravel pathway leading down to the basement level. Plus, what I
couldn't see from the front, was a 3 story wing coming straight out from
the center of building about 90 feet then angling away from us.

As we neared our harbor and dropped the sails we saw groups of people along
the shoreline as well on the property, the latter craftsmen and other
workers. When we entered the harbor we were at one end of building and a
newly built sea wall and long wooden decking to tie up to. I saw Darius,
Jenkens, and Cain among the crowd heading down to the dock, Jeremiah among
them. It was 11 am. As soon as the gangway was tied off I scampered to
solid ground, the boys on my tail like clutch of baby chicks. Once on soil
the hugs and kisses began.

Jeremiah introduced me to Chuck Reagan the architect and head of the
construction company, although it was a much smaller company than at the
beginning of construction. We got right down to business as we walked up to
the house. Following directions I'd provided to Jeremiah; Chuck had drawn
up some basic plans to address the issues of combining some of the
bedrooms.

We went up the steps to the main entrance which was a rounded 2 story
portico very similar to the South Portico of The White House. The
wraparound terrace went around both sides of the entry, to the left it went
around the corner to a smaller terrace.

Inside was the lobby, now part of the main living area with its ocean view
to the right. Looking forward through arched doorways it seemed there were
a series of living areas and if weren't for the beautiful woodwork I would
have considered trying to combine them into one massive room. Food for
thought. In the next room over was the main stairway (there were 5 total in
the house and more outside) heading upstairs while on one side of it an
arched doorway led to the wing. On the way up the staircase Chuck explained
to me,

"There are 20 suites all of which are the size of a one bedroom apartment
of about 800 square feet. Each has a separate living area with a fireplace,
bedroom, bathroom, and full kitchen with either a kitchen bar or small
dining table. There are no kitchen appliances but the room were wired for
them." We went quickly through 6 of them. I discovered yet another
relatively new invention, gas lit fireplaces.

Unlike usual square hotel rooms these all had character, angles and
nooks. Some had pillars bracing arched doorways leading from the living
area to the bedroom. While many layouts were similar they had different
colors and styles furnishings, wallpaper or paint which made them somewhat
unique. However they all had sofa's, arm chairs, and both floor and table
lamps. The bathrooms were large and each had a separate tub and shower,
toilet and bidet.

All of the other 40 bedrooms were large and of course had their own
bathrooms and generally a couple of armchairs. There was no reason to
enlarge them unless I wanted to make suites out of all of them.  Each floor
had its own large sitting area or living room if you prefer, as you came
off staircase and of course a spectacular ocean view so there was no need
to create such rooms.  As we toured the house I wondered if I hadn't bitten
off a little more than I could chew. The house wasn't as large as Biltmore
House in Asheville, which I had visited in 1926 with Edgar, but it was
still massive. Thinking of Biltmore toggled my brain a moment so I asked
Chuck to take me through the other wing of the house.

As I said, it fed off the main part of the house for about 90 feet then
angled outward toward the ocean for another 100 feet creating a sort of a
large small case n or a horseshoe if you will. The angled portion was
mostly for staff. It contained 15 bedrooms with bathrooms, a nice sized
living area, its own kitchen and dining area. Of those rooms one was a
fully self-contained apartment for the chief of staff. At the end was
another turret like set of rooms 3 stories high. After going outside and
nosing about I tossed out an idea to Chuck.

Right at the junction of the angle, on the ocean facing side, was a
ballroom complete with bandstand. On the floor above that were 3 meeting
rooms. On the 3rd floor were storage rooms. On the main floor was a large
outside terrace. I didn't need any of those things so proposed that we
build a fully glassed in botanical garden, or conservatory or greenhouse or
whatever one wanted to call it. We discovered 2 more floors below that
which we couldn't see before due to the deep slope of the landscape which
now made the building 7 stories. We could afford to lose a handful of rooms
in the center and could conceivably create a 2 floored conservatory. Chuck
said he'd think on it. I suggested that he find a top notch botanist or
horticulturist to assist in the endeavor.

"We're also going to need a large building to house my automobile
collect. I want to bring my vehicles up from Philly."

"No need," Chuck said with a grin, "follow me." We went toward the turret
but went out a door to the terrace then down 2 flights of stairs to the
ground level of that part of the house. A gravel road ran around that end
of the building and into large open doorway in the concrete foundation
under that turret and part of the terrace area. Inside was a massive open
space specifically for parking that had been planned for employees that
could hold a couple dozen or more vehicles. It was perfect.

We completed the tour but there's too much to describe so I won't except
for the large indoor pool and as stated, a 4 lane bowling alley. And the
massive oil driven heating system which was top of the line.

We spent the first night on board the Spirit, Cookie fixing the
meal. Jeremiah, Darius and Jenken's joined us which meant boys having to
double up. Cain asked if he could sleep with me which was fully supported
by his "parents". Neither Darius nor Jenkins had a desire to be with a boy
so he'd had to rely on himself to get his sexual needs met.

"Oh gosh Lucian I've been so horny since you guys left," he said as soon as
we entered my cabin then melted into my arms for some heavy duty
kissing. As we kissed I reached down and caught the hem of the t-shirt he
was wearing and raised it up. Cain stopped kissing long enough to the
garment off then went back at it. I worked at the front of his pants,
unbuckling and unzipping then slipped my hand down inside and found his
raging hard cock inside his boxers. It seemed our blonde train boy had
grown a little since I'd last encountered him. I broke the kiss.

"I want to get you naked sweet boy."

"I want to be naked Lucian," he responded. While I worked at getting his
pants down Cain kicked off his shoes so I dropped the jeans and the
underwear freeing him up. Cain had definitely grown. He was at least 1½
inches longer and now he had a moderate patch of light brown hair at the
base of his pride and joy. His balls had also grown and hung very nicely
between his pale thighs. At 14 he probably had more growth left in him.

"I see you've grown some sweet boy." I cupped his balls and got a low moan
then stroked his boner a little bit before leaning in, putting my mouth
over it and began sucking him. Cain held my head as I bobbed it too and fro
taking all of him into my mouth and throat. I moved my free hand to ass and
once again reveled in how small and tight it was.

"You're gonna make me cum Lucian. Stop so I can play with you too." I did
as he asked and stood up and instead of kissing on me he went right for my
pants and was almost frantic trying to get me out of them. While he tackled
the pants I removed my shirt. As soon as he got my plumbing unwrapped he
put his face in my crotch.

"God I've missed this beautiful big boy Lucian," he whispered as he rubbed
his face against my stiffened flesh. I had kicked my shoes off as soon as I
entered the cabin so used my feet to snag the hem of my pants and sort of
wiggle them down and then off. The second legs was a snap. All I had to do
was step on the puddle of fabric at my feet and pull the remaining leg out.

Cain had gotten his mouth over me and was giving my cock a thorough going
over with lips and tongue, sliding my foreskin into a nipple and suckling
that for a brief moment then sliding it back and replacing it with his
lips. I taught him that trick and he'd learned it well.

He finally stood up and went back into my arms for even more feverish
kissing and tongue battling. "Let's to bed and get your cock up my ass
Lucian. It's been 4 months and believe me, cucumbers are a letdown." I
laughed my ass off at that. I took his hand and led him to bed, leaving our
clothes where they lay, unusual for me to say the least.

We climbed under the covers and just held each other for a bit. I reveled
in the warmth of him, the softness of his skin as my hand moved up and down
his back and onto his delicious little tuchus. "This is so nice Lucian," he
whispered.

Cain's hand finally slid between us to play with my cock which hadn't lost
any of its tumescence. Then without a word the boy moved, turned around and
put his cock in my face while his face was in my crotch. He quickly went to
work just as I did, deep throating the boy. The foot of his top leg was
flat on the bed so I had full access to his tender smooth balls as well as
his ass and his boy pussy. I let my fingers play back and forth across his
hole as I suckled and based on his moaning and accelerated cock sucking I
guess we were getting him to where he needed to be, which was fucked. Not
two minutes later he put voice to that need.

"Goddamn Lucian I can't wait any more," Cain panted as he left my cock and
flipped back around. He moved almost totally on top of me and plastered his
mouth against mine, all the while moaning softly to himself and gently
grinding his raging hard cock against my hip.

I finally broke away and pulled the KY jar from my night stand and quickly
slathered my cock and then Cain's asshole. "How do you want it baby boy?"

"I should go on top to start with," he said. "I think my asshole has shrunk
so I need to control the roll." I agreed so just lay back and let the boy
have his way with me. Cain straddled me and guided my cock to the target
then went about teasing both of us by moving his body so as to poke himself
wit the head. He wiggled it, he wormed it, he got the very tip of the head
in then back off and did it again. All the while is nail hard young cock
was bobbing about and his balls were swaying gently. I reached out and
cupped his nuts again, this time squeezing and tugging on the sperm filled
eggs. Cain's breathing was coming faster as the anal foreplay raised his
heat level.

"I gotta get it in me," he whispered to himself, his voice husky with
lust. More wiggling squirming. "Get in there, get into my hole," his voice
barely audible. "Go ahead, do it, go inside the cave and fuck me." His
voice got slightly louder. He continued to carry on a conversation with my
cock, encouraging, cajoling, almost pleading, his voice continuing to
raise.

"Now, do it now," he almost yelled out and shoved his down then gasped as
the tennis ball sized head entered his body. "Oohhh gaaawwd," he
groaned. Cain didn't stop but continued to lower his body. He didn't go
fast but he did go steady. His eyes rolled to the back of his head then the
blonde haired head dropped forward and still he moved. He finally hit
bottom, or top as the case may be, his pale cheeks pressed against my lap
and his balls resting on my pelvis. His cock wasn't resting a bit however
and stood tall and proud in front of his flat belly.

"Goddamn Lucian I forgot how this feels," the boy murmured. Cain leaned
forward and kissed me deeply then simply lay flush against my
body. Obviously, my cock was plenty long enough so that having it get
pulled out in the position was all but impossible unless it was done
intentionally.

I ran my hands up and down Cain's back, cupped his delectable little butt
cheeks then kneaded the flesh, and pulled them farther apart while letting
my finger tips poke around the point of contact. That action seemed to spur
Cain to begin moving. Interestingly, he used his knees to raise his body
slightly then began rocking to and fro and in effect creating light
frottage against my belly which, if it had been lubed, could likely have
made the boy cum.

He finally moved upright and the serious fucking began. Bracing himself
with his palms on my chest, Cain began raising and lowering his ass on my
cock. As he did it, the boy added some little movements, wiggling his ass
from side to side or to and fro. Not a lot, just adding flavor to the
fuck. He took some time to just sit and grind his butt to and fro and
giving his hole the opportunity to take my cock a little deeper. All the
while my hands clutched the pale globes of his teenage butt which probably
helped his heat level to some degree. Regardless, Cain was moaning and
groaning and `oh goding' as he fucked himself.

"Let's get me on my back Lucian so can really give it to me." Instead of
the usual gymnastics I told him to stay seated then simply rolled over
taking him with me. Once in position I moved to my knees and raised one of
his legs and began to fuck him. After a good 2-3 minutes I moved again,
then moved his other leg and placed both of his feet flat against my chest
then proceeded to fuck the living shit out of him. By that time we'd been
fucking for a good 8-10 minutes so it didn't come as any surprise when Cain
said he was close to cumming, especially considering the noise he'd been
making.

"Oh god Lucian it's almost there it's almost there," he blurted out. Cain
reached between us to put a strangle hold on his raging cock and not 10
seconds later he cried out. I felt his asshole put a death grip on my cock
then pulse with each squirt of his young sperm. Naturally it brought me off
as well and I began feeding his hole with my own cum. I kept fucking him
hard for about 20 seconds or so until my orgasm subsided then slowed down
but continued the movement. Cain finally let go of his cock and just lay
there panting heavily.

I finally stopped moving and Cain opened his eyes. "God I needed that." I
let his legs down and saw the mess of goo on his belly.

"A little backed up were you?' He grinned and nodded his head. "Let's hit
the shower sweet pea." Ten minutes later we were cuddling in bed. I asked
him how things were going with him and his adoptive parents, how was school
in New York and just general catch up stuff.

"It's good I guess just pretty boring. I don't mean that in a bad way but
going from living with 9 other boys and 5 adults to no boys and two adults
is, well, boring. Darius and Harold are really good to me. I know they love
me and I love them but it's kind of boring. But I think it kind of is for
them too. Some times they miss the excitement of us all living together and
other times they're glad for the quiet time. School is okay but I don't
really have any friends. Are we going to move back with you guys, are we
going to move up here?"

"I can understand how it would be boring for you Cain and as for moving
here I assume that you are but haven't discussed it with Darius or
Jenkens. I guess I need to do that first thing tomorrow."

"Thanks for asking Lucian and thanks for listening. Now, how about if you
fuck me again." I have to make up for lost fucks."

"I would love to help you catch up sweet boy."

The next day we picked out rooms and chose to give the boys their own
suites and allowed them to work it out among themselves. As always, they
were free to trade rooms as they saw fit as long as I was kept abreast of
any changes. I took the suite in the tower, a two floored affair with my
bedroom and bathroom on the top floor, a full living room and kitchen below
it. AJ chose to take the suite below me. All of the furniture in living
area was stacked in corners and covered with giant sheets so the day was
spent uncovering and arranging furniture. Although Darius was quite excited
about the kitchen and high quality cookware there was no food. He and
Jenkins drove over to Hampton to do some grocery shopping using the Packard
they'd driven up from the city in. When they returned Darius made it quite
clear that the pickings were slim and a trip to a much larger city was in
order and soon. Boston was only an hour away, he suggested.

We discovered that each bedroom closet had pillows and bed linen often in
colors that matched the suite so that issue was resolved. By the end of the
day it was looking very much like a home. An extremely large home. Chuck
was still hanging out and as we went through the house again I mentioned
some changes that needed to be made.

"I want the bar remodeled as a library. We rarely drink Chuck and if we do,
well, we don't need a specific room to do it. We're not going to need the
reception desk nor the mail box." The latter was a wall of pigeon hole
cubicles for guests messages. "Let's move the grand piano in the ballroom
into that nook."  There were a million other things so I won't list them
all.

Over the next few days various neighbors dropped by to say hello, introduce
themselves and welcome us to the area. They were an open and friendly lot
and seemed quite genuine, no tribalism that I could detect. I began to
wonder if an open house would be in order and mentioned it to AJ who
thought it a grand idea.

"Another grand idea Lucian would be an aero field. Private or public
doesn't matter but with our far flung enterprise we're going to need one.

One of our first visitors was an old guy named Henry Moses who immediately
said to call him Mose.  Our first impression was "crusty old guy" but we
learned that it was an act meant to keep people at bay. Mose was one of
those guys who could turn the charm on and off at will. He was also a guy
that could cut right to the chase without all kinds of verbal effluvia. We
were chatting out front when Cody came trotting by headed to the
Spirit. Mose watched him go by.

"Goddamn Lucian that boy has the cutest ass on the planet. Makes me wish I
was 20 years younger." When he turned his head back to me he saw a raised
eyebrow and chuckled. "I've been fucking boys since the civil war Lucian
and unless I miss my guess that's an activity that you and I share. Or
should I say, used to, on my part. My heart and my brain still react to
boys but sadly not my pecker. Of course my mouth still works," he added
wistfully He stuck a hand out to shake, which I accepted, and said,

"Don't worry about me, your private life is safe with me." He went on to
say that there were a few boys in the area who stopped by for a blow job
from time to time and a few of them chose accept his offer to plant their
young cocks in his ass. Mose would quickly take over the role of our
adopted grandpa, which thrilled Gideon beyond measure. All of us thought
the world of him.

I ran the idea about an open house to him and he said it would be a grand
gesture that the locals would appreciate. I also mentioned to him the
possibility of an aero field which he also thought was a good idea. It
turned out that Mose had been a very talented cabinet maker and wood
finisher and was willing to bring his talents to our new home.

I chose to allow Jeremiah to use my Philly house as part of his benefits
package however he'd have to find his own staff. Giselle, along with Ren
Keiko and Kenjiro had elected to come live with us. Aside from helping
Darius in the kitchen Giselle would be head of the household staff which
would include groundskeepers and housekeeping. I didn't relish the idea of
domestics living in our environment but there weren't a lot of options. I
couldn't in good conscience task the boys with trying to adapt to those
duties. Fortunately Blaine found a handful of Chinese who were willing to
take on those duties and since they came from the Ahn flesh business they
were used to adults and children riding the hobby horse, not that they
would actually see that happening.


Jeremiah had gone ahead with plans to use Gerald's house as we'd planned, a
place to stay for visiting families whose children were in CHOP. We hired a
cook with experience in institutional cooking so provided meals for the
houseguests, all at no charge. We could use the write off.

By mid-April Chuck had found people to do our conservatory with a planned
building start of the first week of May, after we had our open house.

"Can I sleep with you Lucian," Tobias had asked at the end of our first
week at the house. Obviously I did not reject his request. Unless I was
sick, I never refused the boys.

"This is such a cool bedroom Lucian," Tobias said as we headed up the
stairs. Indeed it was. The living area, kitchen and dining were level with
the top floor of the building in general and entered from the main
building. A flight of stairs led up to a small sitting area outside of the
bedroom and bathroom. In the sitting area a circular staircase of highly
polished wood continued up to the top floor which was also sitting area
with 360° view clear into tomorrow. In the dining room 2 steps led up
and out through French doors onto my private terrace, a space the size of a
small bedroom. Because of its location walls and façade's protected it
from most of the wind and still allowed for an ocean view.

"Should we take a shower Tobias?" He nodded his head and said it was a good
idea. I reveled for a moment in the luxury of being on land and having an
endless supply of hot water. We weeks at sea required very limited bathing
indeed, at times using water warmed in pots and sponge bathing our
genitals.

We went about the cleansing process, taking turns washing each other. For
the most part it was platonic until I got to Tobias' crotch. Working his
smooth sagging balls with a soapy hand was thrilling for both of
us. Similarly his puckered asshole which I rubbed back and forth on until I
slipped a soapy digit up inside of him. That earned me a deep groan. When I
reached around him I found his cock fully tumescent, standing tall and
proud in front of his flat belly. I stroked him a few times but elected to
get him rinsed off. I knew that soap on the underside of my cock when I was
hard could get to burning.

I got him de-soaped then stood behind the boy with and arm around his chest
and waist as I nuzzled his neck causing him to groan giggle and squirm. My
own cock was fully loaded and nestled in the crack of his ass which
prompted me to do a little partial frottage. The action worked as a viable
foreplay which got more groaning and finally a plea to get into bed where
we belonged before he splattered the shower walls with his sperm. So, 8
minutes later we were snuggled up in bed.

"I really like this house Lucian," Tobias said, "all us boys do.

"I'm glad sweet boy. I like it too even though it's much larger than we
need." I was already thinking about possibly bringing the California boys
as well as Jay et al out for part of the summer. Furthermore I was
considering bringing all of our management team up for a short stay instead
of Philly, which was part of our re-organization plan. Those thoughts were
all derailed when Tobis backed away from me and slid down under the covers
to suck my cock.

That was another area of improvement for the boy, being able to handle even
more of my cock. Of course his mouth had grown some but so had his
experience with larger cocks thanks to Jamon, Jesse and AJ as well as yours
truly. He bobbed his head and fondled my balls as he suckled and just lay
there and enjoyed it.

"Your turn Lucian," he said when he stopped and popped back out of the
bedcovers. My oral trip to his groin was met with plenty of moans and
groans from the boy. His cock was getting to what I considered the perfect
size for both suckin and fuckin. I swallowed him to the root, licked his
balls, nursed on his cock head and loved every second of it, once again
grateful for the number of boys in my life. Tobias broke the contact then
rolled onto his stomach.

"Do my pussy Lucian," he said in a voice deepened by lust. I knew what
would come next. I peeled his cheeks open and once again was thankful that,
like all the boys, Tobias kept his nether region smooth. I didn't mind an
asshole with hair but preferred it hairless. We all did. I licked and
slurped and reveled in the various textures that my tongue explored. It
didn't take long before the boy stated his desire. I grabbed the KY and
slathered us both up then crawled above the boy who stay on his belly but
with one knee cocked up.

Tobias loved that position but mostly what came after penetration. He loved
being fucked from behind while on his side with me holding him. He declared
that my long cock was the best one in the house for that position. The
drawback with most of the boys was that they weren't long enough to get the
desired amount of dick up their butts whereas mine was. More dick made it
better for me too.

I stayed on my knees above him as Tobias reached behind and pried his
cheeks open for me. I manage to get inside the boy and when I stopped for
him to adjust he told me to just go ahead and stuff it all in there, so I
did. I fucked him that way for a good minute before he said we could
move. Holding him, I gently rolled to my side and Tobias tossed his top leg
backwards over my top leg and away we fucked.

I was able to get in a little bit of neck kissing as well as lips when he
turned his head toward me as I fucked him. My free hand alternated between
holding across the chest and holding him lower including taking hold of his
boy bone and stroking him.

"I love this so much Lucian, you're the best," he muttered as his breathing
came faster. I hadn't fuck the boy for quite some time, not for any reason,
it just worked out that way sometimes. Sometimes too, a boy might avoid
having me fuck him in order to built of his desire. It was like a good
cake. Having it every day diluted the pleasure whereas if one stretched out
the time between it made it more desirable and thus more tasty.

The position wasn't the best for me, for any male to fuck in really but I
amended it slightly by propping myself up farther up onto my side and
placing my top foot flat on the ground. Otherwise it became a hell of an
abs workout. I got a good head of steam going and was using almost 2/3 of
my cock to pleasure the boy. I managed a good 10 minutes before Tobias
declared lift off and then he was there, I felt his asshole grip and
release my cock at each pulse of his sperm. As usual about half way through
his cum I had my own. I had to move more into the starting position to be
able to give a powerful thrust and when I did Tobias declared he was
cumming again. The had told me before that I was the only one that could
make him have a double cum, all the while knowing that its wasn't more
sperm, just more intense cum feelings.

I kept up the movement but of course went slower and finally stopped. We
were both panting like racehorses as we came down off the orgiastic
high. We finally got him fully on his belly then inches toward the edge of
the bed. When he told me he was ready I pulled out and he clenched his
asshole shut, got off the bed and duck walked to the toilet where a long
loud fart echoed against the porcelain. I head the bidet go off and back
into the room Tobais came, a big grin on his still smooth face.

That was amazing Lucian, thank you," he said before kissing me. I asked if
he wanted another go and he shook his head. "I'm always sleepy after you
fuck me Lucian." I was fine with that. We turned the lights off and
snuggled together as we both fell asleep.

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