Date: Wed, 24 Nov 2021 19:05:15 -0500 From: Eric Murphey Subject: The Premonition Part 12 Gay adult youth I was told to read this story. I think it is possibly the best story on Nifty. I love Joel which I think is a great story But this one is amazing. Check it out. https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/eye-to-eye Also Happy Thanksgiving to all my American Readers. Gobble gobble. I actually have a Thanksgiving lasagna. But enjoy your turkey. Eric The Premonition Part 12 Written By Eric Murphey Edited by Zero Moss A few days have passed and the boys and I are in a groove with taking care of the goats and chickens. Eddie in particular seems to really enjoy taking care of them. He has named the goats and most of the chickens. I told him they aren't pets, so don't get attached because at some point we will be eating them. I truly hope he heeds my warning. I certainly don't want to break his heart when we eat his buddy at dinner. Jack was back with me last night; I guess that Jim sleeping in my bed was just a one time thing, or something that is not going to happen frequently. I certainly don't mind if he does. Hell, if all of them want to sleep with me, the bed is big enough that there is room. I go to the restroom and do my morning routine, then head to the kitchen and start breakfast. Since we have the chickens now, we get to have eggs nearly every breakfast. I don't know if it's truly healthy to do so, but I do know eggs provide good protein for the boys and that they are still growing and need it. We also are milking the two female goats, and having fresh milk is really nice. The powdered milk is okay, but fresh is just better. As I'm cooking breakfast and the boys file out as they wake up, I am trying to decide if I should pasteurize the milk or not. I don't know enough about that; I think I will ask Mike about it on Thanksgiving. I know I am looking forward to spending more time with the Washingtons and I know the boys are too. They are starting to look at them like grandparents, I think. They haven't said as much, but it's the feeling I get. As the boys and I are eating, I hear a gunshot. I know it was a low caliber rifle from the sound it made. I also know it was not from the direction of the Washingtons. "You boys stay here. Do not go outside no matter what until I get back. I mean it." I tell them with a stern look on my face. They all nod and realize that this could be a very serious situation. I get dressed quickly and grab my hand gun and put it on my side. I want it to be VERY visible to anyone I come across. I don't want to have to use it but I also want them to know I have it and will use it if need be to protect the boys and myself. I go out and head in the direction I am certain the shot came from. I walk towards the greenhouse and check the goats and chickens. All present and accounted for, so that's good. The snow is pretty much gone, with just a few little drifts here and there. I'm careful because I don't want to make it obvious I am here, but I don't want to hide either. I look around for nearly an hour and I don't find anything or anyone. I look further up the large hill above my property. I can't say it's a mountain but it's a pretty damn big hill, maybe close to mountain-sized although I don't know the exact requirements to be considered a mountain. I have never come up here before as I have never had a reason to. I know that on the other side of it there is a road that leads up toward the top; I have seen it but have never taken it. It looks like a fire road and I don't have any desire to drive up one of those unless I have no choice. They are rough and easy to get stuck in. I wander around looking for any signs of people and I just don't see any. I head back to the trailer house and the boys are all still sitting at the table. When I walk in Eddie reaches for the .22 rifle on the table. He stops when he sees its me. "Maybe you should have locked the door?" I say raising my eyebrows. "But what if you needed to come in real fast?" "Yeah, that is a conundrum." "So did you find anyone?" Jim asks. I rub the top of his head. "No I didn't. To be honest, it worries me a lot. I don't want you boys going outside without me until further notice." They all nod in agreement, because sadly they have seen a lot worse of humanity than I have. They know how cruel and vicious people can be. Each of their asses have felt that literally. All of us go out and we feed the chickens and goats. Jack wants to go into the bunker and I think I want to check out a few things too, so we all head down there. I notice that Jack is becoming rather meticulous, or maybe he has always been that way. He wants to look around and do a partial inventory of what we have. I kind of see why he wants to; it's important to know what you have, and it is something to do to keep busy. Living like this tends to get pretty boring at times and you look for things to do. So I set Jack up at the desk the previous owner had. While Jack is taking inventory, I walk out and start looking at how the solar is set up. I think I can run some cameras from here, relay them to the trailer house, and expand the perimeter of our security system. Due to hearing the gunshot, I am a bit worried that since the boys have been here I have been way too lax in the security department. To protect them, I should be more vigilant and am about to be. I see that my plan is feasible, and tell the boys I am heading back to the trailer for a few minutes. I pick up a few more cameras and walk back to the bunker. Eddie offers to help me and Jim is going to help Jack. It doesn't take too long until we have four new cameras set up. I check the feed on a handheld device and the camera views cover where I want them to. We go back to the bunker. I'm thinking maybe we should stay here until we can figure out if we're in danger or not. I don't want to hide, but I want the boys to be safe too. I don't want to leave the trailer house unprotected either. After thinking about it, I decide that we are staying the night here. Above everything else, I don't want to risk anything happening to my boys. They are becoming the world to me. Who am I kidding, "becoming"? They already are. I let them know I will be back in a few minutes. I put the truck in the garage. I lock up the house and make sure I lock the RV too. I don't want essential things stolen; it could be devastating if they stole all the solar, for example. I grab some things I don't know if we will need or not. I doubt we need cooking supplies. I recall seeing some but I'm not sure if they are good or not. So I pack up things to cook with, along with plates and cutlery. I don't want to be caught off guard is all. I also grab some dish soap; it's not something I checked for in the bunker. So I walk back to the bunker carrying a lot of shit in a box, and carefully carry the box down the ladder with me. I find all the boys in the office, which is really a small area off to the side of the kitchen. "Daddy, I got the inventory done," Jack announces excitedly. "No way! How did you do it so fast? It should take days to do it." "Not if you find this," he says as he hands me a manila folder. I open it up and the top of the first sheet reads, "Inventory for Bunker". "Well then, that certainly makes it a lot easier. Did you check it for accuracy?" "I did. It is on point for sure." "Good job, Jack," I say, smiling at him as he beams with pride. All three boys are with me now. "Guys, I want us to be safe. It is possibly overkill. I don't know where that gunshot came from. I am pretty sure we would be safe in the trailer, but I worry a lot; I KNOW we will be safe in the bunker. So we are staying down here a few days, just to be cautious." "That's cool, dad. We've been wanting to stay down here anyway. So now we got a reason," Eddie says. I nod at him and put away the things from the box. It is still pretty early yet, so I am glued to the monitors. I am not thrilled with these since they are CRT monitors. When I didn't know any better, I thought CRT's were great; however, the world of HD flat-panel displays is just so much better. The boys found some games and are playing them and having a good time. I'm glad they are, because I'm as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I really don't like the unknown. I especially don't like it when that unknown is armed. I certainly don't want to hurt anyone; that is the last thing I want. But if turns out that it's either them or us, well I am determined that it will be us. It's time for me to start supper so I get up and wipe my eyes; my vision is a little blurry and my eyes are tearing from staring at the monitors for so long. We have dinner and everything is good so far. After dinner the boys talk me into playing a game with them. We have a Connect 4 championship game and it's double elimination. I'm choosing to believe that I was first out, beaten in the first two games, because my mind was on other things. I sit and enjoy watching the boys play. The next one out is Eddie, so now it's between Jack and Jim. They each lose a game, so we get to the final game for all the marbles, baby. We are playing in the living room area of the bunker. The two competitors are sitting on the carpeted floor, one on each side of the coffee table "So dad, who do you think is going to win?" Eddie asks me as he sits next to me on the couch. "All I know for sure is that it won't be either of us. They are both smart and pretty evenly matched." We watch and it moves as slowly as old guys playing chess. One move, a couple of minutes think time, then another move. It's actually pretty intense; well, as much as a game of Connect 4 can be anyway. After half an hour Jim comes out victorious. He starts dancing around and bragging. He has earned it, I think. As the winner he gets a Coke. He sips and enjoys it and even shares it with all of us. It was a 20-ounce bottle so we all got a little. It was nice of him to share, but these are good boys and any of them would have done so. I thought about just getting us all a Coke, but then it wouldn't have been special for him; more like getting a participation trophy. What fucking good is it when everyone gets a trophy? Why try harder if you get the same reward? The boys and I decide to try out the shower here. It is massive. When I say massive, I mean all four of us can fit in and have room to spare. It has shower heads everywhere. It is really pretty cool to be honest, but it's hardly something designed to conserve water. We all pile in and take turns washing each other. Hardons happen and some playful tugging follows, but nothing more. We get all dried off and go to the living room where the boys pick a movie they want to see. I just kick back and put my feet up on the coffee table. I have Jack on my lap and Jim and Eddie on either side. I am finally getting used to being naked around the boys. I don't bone up anymore just seeing them. But when I've got a squirming, naked, sexy boy on my lap, well I just can't help but get hard. Jack seems to enjoy teasing me; he has my cock between his legs that are pressed together. It's a nice smooth and tight fit. Every time I start to feel myself start to go soft, he wiggles some more and my cock rises back up. Now I can tell you the name of the movie we watched, but I can't tell you a fucking thing more about it though. When it finally ends, the boys and I decide it's time for bed. I glance at the monitors as I walk by. It's dark so I can't see much of anything, but I have the sensors on and if something moves it will alert me. Jim and Eddie head to one bedroom and Jack and I head to the master. When we get there Jack surprises me. "Daddy, I want you to fuck me." "Buddy, you are too little." "No I'm not. We saw movies where boys that were like five took a cock. So if they can, I know I can. Besides, it looked like Eddie really liked it a lot." "Buddy, why would you want to do that though? If you think it's because of something I want or need, then forget it." He climbs onto the bed and slips under the covers, and I slide in next to him. "It's not that. It's well ... you know." "No, I don't know." He slips over on top of me and we are laying chest to chest. "It's cuz I'm gay, OK?" he says, sounding a little perturbed. "Oh OK," I say, kind of shocked. I mean sure, we have all fooled around sucking each other off, Jack and I more than the others. But I figured for the boys it was just because there weren't any girls around. For Jack to actually be gay, well, some things make a little more sense now. "So, you will do it then?" "I don't know buddy. I don't want to hurt you." "But you did Eddie; that's not fair." "Why do you want to do it so badly?" "Cuz it's what gay guys do, silly." "Not all gay guys like it." "Well, I ain't never gonna find out if you don't do it." "Haven't Eddie and Jim done it with you? I'm sure I have seen them doing that. My memory isn't that bad." "Yeah, but they aren't big like you. I want something bigger. When they do it, I keep thinking I wish it was longer and fatter. It's like eating diet ice cream or something; it's alright but it ain't great." I laugh at his analogy. "I will make you a deal. Because I have never had a boy do me, if you do me and afterward you still want to try, then we will." He giggles at the thought. I am super turned on. Having him fuck me is something I hadn't really thought of before. But now I want to do it more than anything I have ever done. I even want it more than I want to do his little rosebud. Trust me, I may be trying to talk him out of it, but I want it with all my heart and soul. Certainly I never want to hurt him; Eddie is a lot bigger than Jack and being penetrated made him cry at first. "Let's get started, little guy." He sits up and strokes his cock. "I ain't that little," he says smiling. "No, you are just right, I think." I lift his little body from me and I put him on his back. I take his rock hard cock in my mouth and start sucking him. I take my time and lick around the head and lap at his balls. I love to lick him all over. I would lick between is toes if I ever thought about it because he is boy perfection. I mean, the other two boys are amazing, but if I created a boy to my exact desires, it would absolutely be Jack. I know that the former owner left lube and all kinds of things in this room. I hop up and grab some lube, apply some to my hole and slide a finger in. I lay down and put a pillow under me so I expose my ass to him for the easiest and best access. He climbs on top of me and is trying to find my pucker. After a few tries he finds it and slips his hard cock in. "Oh daddy, this feels so good." "Haven't you ever done it with one of the boys?" "No, I never thought I wanted to try this," he says as he starts to slowly pump into me. I'm a bit surprised he doesn't do like most boys do and just hammer at it until he cums. He is taking his time, and I am loving feeling his cock slide in and out of me. I'm loving it so much, my cock is leaking copious amounts of precum all over the pillow. I lift my ass to meet him thrusting into me. Each time he pushes into me, I feel his cock tapping my prostate, and it feels wonderful. "God Jack, this feels so good. Fuck me harder." He listens to me as he always does and starts really hammering into me, taking the feelings he is giving me to a whole new level of great. It doesn't take him long, and within two minutes he shoots his invisible load into my ass. I feel him shove every bit of his cock into me as he is finishing. He is panting and I can feel his cock throbbing in me. Oh, it's so nice! When he catches his breath, I feel his cock is still rock solid. "Buddy can you do it again, please?" He answers by starting to fuck me again. "Oh yeah, that's amazing!" "That's why I want you to do my butt," he says. This time there is nothing slow about his fucking. He starts out by hammering me and he finishes the same way. I'm thrilled he lasted longer this time. He went a good five or six minutes, just hammering that little rod in and out of me. I understand now what he meant by "I wanted it to be bigger". I wanted my ass stretched and to feel the girth of a cock in me. Longer would have been better too, so it would hit my prostate harder. When he cums this time he pants and tells me he loves me. I want to cum so fucking bad by now; it's like I have been edging the entire time. I was so close but just not there. Jack is about 4 feet tall and weighs around 60 pounds. He is short for his age but not overly so. It is probably from the lack of good nutrition during the time they were on their own. He slips his still-hard cock from my ass and rolls off. He grabs the lube, slicks up my cock, and starts working fingers into his own bum. "Your turn," he says as he puts a pillow under his hips like I did. He is still working three of his lovely boy fingers in and out of his tight little ass. "I am going to have to do more than that to stretch you out, buddy. Your fingers aren't as big as my cock." He pulls out his fingers. "Then get to it! I want you to fuck me hard, like you do the doll." I almost cum when he says that because I fuck that doll without mercy. After all, it's a doll and can't feel pain. I get some lube and put it on my fingers. I slip one into Jack's hole and meet little resistance; my one finger is smaller than the three of his own that he had in his ass. I slip in a second and now feel just a bit of resistance. I work them in and out of his very tight little hole. I slip in a third and have to take my time working it into him. He moans, not in pain but pleasure. "Daddy, just do it. I need it in me please!" I sit up, mount him and run my cock between his lovely little cheeks. He reaches back to pull them apart and expose his lovely hole to me. It's still somewhat dilated from the fingering I gave him. I line my cock up with his pucker and the head pops in after a bit of a push from Jack. "Oh!" he says and stops. "We don't have to..." "Yes we do!" He pushes his ass back and half my cock is swallowed by his tight little pucker. I have never in all my years felt such intense pleasure. Eddie's ass was nice, but Jack's is night-and-day different as if his ass were made specifically for my cock. He puts his hips back down and my cock pulled out but not all the way. He lifts back up and my cock goes back in; he is fucking himself with half my cock. "Oh daddy, yes! That's it! That's what I want. Put it all in me!" he starts moaning. I slide a bit more in when he lifts his hips again' there's only another inch to go. It takes only a few times more and I have all of me in him. He is still lifting his hips up and fucking himself. I am loving letting him do it. I slide my cock all the way in him and pin his hips down so he can't move. "I want to try a different position I think you will like better." "Kay, just do it fast." I slip my cock from him and instantly miss his tightness. I lay on my back and he climbs on top and sits straight up and lowers himself onto my super-hard cock. He takes his time and then starts bouncing up and down. His cock is so hard it looks like it hurts. I pull him to me and we are chest to chest now. He starts rocking on his knees taking me as deep as I can go. Then he slides forward so its just the head in him. He starts working faster and with the friction of his cock rubbing my tummy and the feelings his ass is giving him, he cums hard. He stops moving while he cums, and I am not having it. I start pistoning up into him. I slam up into him, roll him under me, and lift his knees to his chest. Now I can watch my cock pound in and out of this desirable young boy. I start slamming my cock into him again. "Yeah daddy, fuck me hard like the doll! Oh daddyyyyyy!" I slam my cock into him for what only feels like seconds, but it does last about five good minutes which is a surprise to me because I was so worked up I figured I would cum in seconds. I slam my cock into him to the root and unload what feels like a gallon of cum. I know it was more than usual because he had me worked up for the past two hours during the movie. As I squirt into him he starts cumming again. I feel his tight ass squeezing around my cock, making my cum even better. I'm above him on my elbows so I don't crush him. My cock is still in him as I catch my breath. "Daddy, do it again." he says, still panting from his intense orgasm. I feel my cock going down. "I wish I could, buddy. But I'm an old man and it takes me time to recover. But we will do it again." "Tomorrow?" he asks sweetly. "Maybe. We will see what happens." "Please, daddy." "I don't want to make promises I can't keep. But if nothing happens tomorrow I sure will." As I say this my cock pops out of his ass. He giggles when it does. I roll over on my back and he slips over the top of me and heads to the rest room to let go of my deposit in the toilet. I finally catch my breath and head to get some water. I grab a bottle and swig down half of it in a few gulps. As I take it from my lips the monitor beeps. I rush over and I can't believe what I am seeing. Or think I'm seeing.