Date: Wed, 8 Dec 2021 21:03:39 -0500 From: Eric Murphey Subject: The Premontion Part 14 Gay adult youth Hello everyone. I have been going back and reading Transitions from the start because I am starting a third book for it. However, as I am reading the first book I am thinking I want to make a lot of changes to the original story to make it better. Also I noticed I made a few errors on things. I said Eric had never been to the islands and then when he gets there he had been there. SO I need to fix things like that. Anyway I have been talking to Zero about it and he said whatever I decide. He is a good partner to work with guys. I give him the kudos he deserves as some of you have and I let him know when you do. Im sure he appreciates it because what he does is very time consuming. Also pretty thankless work. If you saw what I send and then what he does. Ha its magic I tell you. ANyway I will shut up now and you can make a quick donation to Nifty. Nifty could always use a few dollars. They got bills too. Shalom Eric The Premonition Part 14 Written by Eric Murphey Edited by Zero Moss When I wake up the next morning, I have to pee so bad I just flip off the covers and hurry to the bathroom. When I start peeing it's one of those times where you wonder if it's ever going to stop. I swear I must have peed a gallon. If I were into urine play with the boys, this time would have been perfect for that, but it doesn't turn me on in the least. It's nice to watch them pee, but I have no desire for them to pee on me or me to pee on them, or drink it or anything like that. I know some people like that sort of thing; I just don't understand it myself. On the other hand, who am I to judge? I want to fuck little boys, and have been doing that for a while now, well, with two of them anyway. Jim has shown a desire to try it, but not so strongly that I have done it with him yet. Eddie's ass was really nice, and I enjoyed it as did he. But Jack, on the other hand, really, REALLY enjoyed it. I imagine we will be doing it on a regular basis now that we have done it once and I know for sure that he loves it. I brush my teeth and then decide to make the oatmeal and apples thing that I make on occasion, with some toast on the side. I walk out to the kitchen naked and start breakfast. I put the pot of water on to boil, grab some apples, and start slicing them up. I put in the oats when the water is boiling and stir them in. I add the sugar and apples afterward, and it does smell really good with the apples in it. As I am putting the finishing touches on the oatmeal, Jack comes out. He sets the table for breakfast and then goes to wake up Eddie and Jim. They must have been pretty tired from yesterday; I don't think since they have been here that they have needed to be woken up at breakfast time. But that's fine. We all eat in silence and enjoy our food. Once the boys are done they clean up the little bit of breakfast dishes. I make some coffee as I know Earl will be by in a few minutes. Just as soon as the pot starts gurgling I hear a knock on the door. I go open the door and had forgotten I was nude until the cold breeze from outside reminds me very quickly. Earl and Joseph are standing there. "Oh shit!" I say, and cover my cock with my hand. "Come on in," I invite them, and race back to the bedroom to slip on some shorts. I come back out beet red. "Um, sorry. I wasn't thinking." "No problem. I could see me doing the same damn thing," Earl says, chuckling. "I swear I'm not an exhibitionist. I was making breakfast and I, well..." "Like I said, it's no big deal. Joseph is used to seeing me naked, so it won't scar him for life," Earl says with a smile. "God, I hope not. If so my boys are scarred for eternity as much as they have seen me naked." "I don't think it's an issue." "I made some coffee since I knew you were coming. It just got done." I motion to him to sit at the table and make him a cup. I sit it in front of him. The boys are dressed and out the door with Joseph to feed the chickens and goats. They come back a while later with some goat's milk and eggs. "You guys need some eggs or milk?" He looks at me and I can tell he is trying to figure out a way to say no even though I know they need them. "I will have the boys put the milk and eggs into containers so you can carry them home easily." "Thanks. Also thanks so much for the um, smoke-able gift you sent home with us last night. The wife and I truly enjoyed it; it was a serious stress reliever. Hell, meeting you has been a huge stress reliever. And the nighttime activities were really amazing as well. You sure as hell know how to grow some amazing weed." "Glad you like it. When you need more just let me know. I got so much I haven't a clue what to do with it." "Will do." "I had planned on going to the Washingtons' farm today and I wanted to makes sure that it was fine to take your son with us." "I don't see a problem with that. If you think they are good people then I trust your judgment." "I trust them with my sons, so yeah, they are trustworthy people." The boys are in the living room all laying on the floor watching some cartoon movie. They seem to be enjoying it as Earl and I talk about plans for the spring. He wants to build a shed and I let him know I would be more than happy to help him with it. The cool thing is he has a portable sawmill so we can actually make the lumber which is fucking awesome. I have gas, and Mike Washington has gas, so we can run it as much as we want. Well for a few moths anyway. After an hour or so Earl says he needs to get back and do his chores. I let him know I will walk Joseph back after supper. We say our goodbyes and he heads back to his homestead. I go sit in my chair and sip the bit of coffee left in my cup. The boys are watching cartoons and I am watching the boys. Joseph has on the shorts that Eddie gave him yesterday and they are very loose around the legs. He is on his side with his leg is up and I can see his little cock laying there. I think to myself I'm a piece of shit. I got three boys here who are happy to help me out any way I want, and I'm perving on the neighbors' kid. But the problem is that he is so damn cute. He has darker skin and looks to have some Native blood in him. He has a nice looking dangler, that's for sure. My cock stirs as I am watching and just keep staring at his cock. It's like a magnet for my eyes. I can't help staring; he isn't any the wiser, and so it's fine I guess. The cartoon ends and so does my show as he puts his leg down and rolls onto his tummy. "Boys, we are heading down to the Washintons', so get your shoes back on." They do as I ask and we go to the truck to drive down to their farm. I see Mike is working in the barn. "Why don't you boys go and tell Sarah hi and introduce Joseph to her, and I will help Mike out with his task." "Sure, dad." Eddie says, smiling. Mike sees me walking over and stops what he is doing. "I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow." "Yeah, I am full of surprises." "I suppose so," he says with a grin. "Mike, I actually came to share some information with you and ask a favor." "Sure Rick, what's up?" "Well, a couple days ago we were having breakfast and I heard a gunshot." He raises his eyebrows at me. "Yeah, that's what I thought, too. So I get the boys hidden and I go to find out who the hell is shooting and why. My first priority is the boys' safety. I don't see anything the first day, so I go out the next morning. I find a little family living further up the hill from us. God, Mike, they don't have shit. They weren't prepared at all. I mean they weren't starving but it was pretty close. They only have a little garden and he -- Earl is his name -- has been trapping to get things to eat. Which is fine, but..." "But you don't always get something to eat that way," he finishes for me. "Exactly. He even told me that there were many nights that they went to bed hungry. Mike, they are good folks and have a little boy named Joseph. Now I know that in your house right now Sarah is already digging out clothes for him, which he needs as it seems all of his are so small they barely fit. But I would like to bring them with us tomorrow for Thanksgiving. I just can't see us sitting around having a massive meal and overeating when they have so little." He smiles at me and puts his hand on my shoulder. "You are a good man, Rick. Of course they can come! I will be mad if they don't." "I figured that would be your response.," I acknowledge, smiling. "So what are you working on?" "Just getting the equipment ready for spring." "Not that I know shit about farm equipment, but I can lend a hand and grab tools and shit for you." "Nah, it isn't something that needs done right this minute. I am only doing it now because I'm looking for something to keep me busy." "Yeah, I find myself doing things like that too." "Let's head in, I'm chilled and could use some coffee." "Sure thing." We walk through the back door into the kitchen and we hear voices coming from the living room. "Yes, those fit you nicely. Now you got some newer clothes that fit a bit better," Sarah is saying. "Now let's see if I got some cookies for you boys." "Thank you Mrs Washington," I hear Joseph say. "You are more than welcome, sweetie." As we sit down at the kitchen table they all walk in. "So do we get cookies too?" Mike asks. "If the boys save you some, maybe," she says, smiling. Jack, not getting that she is teasing says, "Oh, if there isn't enough, I will give you mine, Mr Washington." Mike smiles at him. "Jack, she made like four dozen cookies. I'm sure we have plenty." Jack catches the joke now and giggles. As Sarah is getting out cookies and goat's milk for the boys, she asks Mike, "So did you get the turkey all ready for the morning?" "Yes ma'am, Tom is ready for the oven." She smiles at him. "I can't wait for turkey tomorrow," Jack says. "Yeah, I love it too. It's been a million years since I had it," Jim tosses in. Joseph looks a little sullen with the boys talking about it. "Why so glum, chum?" Mike asks him. "Nuthin," he half whispers. "What, do you think we would have a big old turkey to eat and not have you come help us eat it?" He had been studying the floor before Mike said this. "I can't come." "I don't see why not." "It wouldn't be fair." "Fair? What's not fair about eating turkey and taters and pie and cookies and everything else?" I know exactly what he is thinking, so I tell him, "Joseph, your parents are invited too." His eyes get big and then a smile slowly crosses his face. "So does that mean you will help us eat that big old turkey?" Sarah asks him. "If you think you need my help," he answers shyly. "Oh he is a big one. I like turkey but I don't want to eat it forever. You would be doing us a favor," Mike says and tweaks his belly. "Well if it will help you, I would like to help." "Good, then that's settled," Mike says, smiling at him. "Why don't you men get out of here so the boys can sit at the table," Sarah suggests. "I know when I'm not wanted," Mike says, grabbing his mug of coffee and getting up. "First time for everything," Sarah says with a chuckle. "Old hag hates me," he says as we leave to go to the living room. "So long as you know," she says after him, laughing. I see a box sitting by the door that I assume contains clothes and things for Joseph. I'm so glad I met these people. As I used to hear people say, they are salt of the earth folks. We sit down and just chat about whatever. I tell him all about Earl and Tina, how I think they are decent people and just really need a little help to get back on track so they can take care of themselves. We talk and I make a deal with him to get a few chickens for them and a goat. Mike gives me an incredible deal on them.; he is charging me a quarter pound of weed. Now I know they don't need it as I gave them a shit load already. But he is doing it for the same reason I am, to help out a neighbor who is in need. We plot and plan how we will do this for an hour or so. During this time Sarah walks out and sits some cookies down for us on a plate. "I figured you two sour old men would need a few cookies to sweeten you up a bit," she jokes, and sits them on the coffee table. As we chat, we hear the boys and Sarah laughing and having fun together. We hear dice so we figure they are playing a game of some sort. Around about two or so I tell Mike we better get going. I round up the boys and load the box into the truck. When we get back the boys are pretty wound up. Turns out they were playing Yahtzee and all of them had a lot of fun playing the game with Sarah. I found out that at one time Sarah was a teacher in the local elementary school and had quit a few years back because of all the bullshit they were imposing on teachers. They didn't need the money but she really liked teaching the children. They just socked back the money for retirement. Of course at this time money is pretty much worthless, but they still have it in case one day it regains value. When we get back home, the boys go to the living room, pull out another game, and start playing Sorry. I hear them saying sorry to each other, though I don't hear any truth in their apologies as it's a game and they all want to win. I see that Joseph is fitting in really well with my boys and having a great time. He is all smiles and giggles, as are my boys. It's nice they have a friend, and it's nice for him too. Sarah gave him some denim overalls and he looks just adorable in them. She also gave him a pair of somewhat worn cowboy boots, which he now has taken off and is sitting in his stocking feet. To be honest, I'm surprised my boys still have their clothes on. I guess it's because of their guest and not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable, which makes sense to me. I decide on hot dogs and baked beans for supper because it sounds kind of nice. I get out a couple of packs of dogs and set them in warm water to thaw. I wish I could get hot dog rolls, but if you don't have it stored away in a freezer, it's not going to happen. Something about those rolls just makes the hot dogs tastier. I mean, the rolls are just bread, but still they somehow make the dogs better. Instead we have to settle for regular bread. As the boys are playing, I sit at the table and start figuring out things to do in the spring to expand our farm a bit and increase production. I'm not really sure why, because we can produce enough now to support ourselves with plenty left over to share. But it gives us something to do, and who knows, maybe someday society will return to normal again. But I'm not holding my breath. It turns out that most people, when it comes down to it, are just animals. I think about the ham radio in the bunker and that I really am interested in finding out what's going on around the planet. I'm certain that a lot of people have such radios and that I can find out some things from using it. Problem is, I know dick about ham radios; but I'm not a stupid guy and am certain I can figure it out. As I am thinking about this, I sketch out an addition for the chicken coop. I kind of want to have about three times as many so the boys and I can have fresh chicken at least once a week. That sure would be nice. I am also looking at using part of our property to raise some feed corn for the chickens. The goats will probably eat the cobs, but I'm not sure about that; I will ask Mike. He is pretty knowledgeable about everything farming related, as he should be seeing as how he has done it his entire life. As it gets closer to 5 p.m., I start the water to boil the hot dogs. If it were just me, I would pop them in the microwave, but with four boys plus me, it's easier to toss them in the pot on the stove. I open two cans of baked beans. I do like baked beans; they are so tasty and we don't have them very often. As a matter of fact, this is the very first time we have had hot dogs and beans. The boys are pretty excited about it. I get out a jar of chili I had made and put away so we can have chili dogs. Double yum! I get everything ready while the boys grab a spare chair from the living room we never use. I let the boys know that supper is almost done and they are all excited about having chili dogs. I guess that, like me, it makes them feel like things are kind of normal, having what used to be every day food. I'm surprised that Joseph eats two dogs and some beans to boot. He is a little guy, but he is a hearty eater, so that's a good thing. After supper I let the boys know I am going to run Joseph back and of course they want to come with us. I see no reason to tell them no, and besides, it will give me time to talk to Earl and Tina about tomorrow. When we get to their house, I get the box from the back of the truck and the boys take off into the house like boys do. I walk up and Earl is at the door. He gives me a questioning look when he sees the box. "Sarah Washington gave him some clothes. I figure when he grows out of these, my boys will have grown out of theirs and we will just pass them down." "That was so nice of her. I wish we could do something for them," Tina says after hearing what I said. "Well, they have invited you to Thanksgiving tomorrow. So if you want to do something for them you can bring it up then. I have gotten to know them pretty well and I know they won't want anything in return. They are just good folks." "Oh my goodness, what should we take?" she says, looking worried. "Just yourselves is all. Sarah just loves Joseph. She is very much looking forward to meeting you two, and Mike is as well." "Gosh, we don't talk to anyone for almost two years other than each other, and now we are getting to be social butterflies," Earl says, laughing. "Yeah, never thought that would happen," Tina smiles back. "I will pick you guys up say around 10 or so. Is that good for you guys?" "Sure, it's not like we have anything else planned," Earl answers. "Earl, I was thinking. You were saying earlier you have a portable sawmill. I was thinking I would like to add on to my chicken coop in the spring and raise more chickens so the boys and I can eat fresh chicken more often. I figure if you help me out that I can hook you guys up with something you need." "Sure, but you have already helped us a lot. I wouldn't want to take advantage, so I will help you just because." "I understand how you feel, but I just wouldn't feel right about it. I would feel like I'm taking advantage." "You mean like I feel?" I just smile at him because I understand what he is saying. He smiles back because he is reading my thoughts on it. "Look, we are neighbors and we got to look out for each other. I figure you do me a good turn, then I do you one. Sounds pretty fair to me." "Alright, I see where you are coming from." "I better round up my heathens and get headed out. I think the boys all had a really good time together." "It seems so. I haven't seen Joseph that happy in a long time. We try to keep him busy and entertained., but boys need friends their own age," Earl says. "Yeah, they do at that. I'm glad that the boys are getting along so well." I gather up the boys and we head back to the house. When we get home, I make up a couple dozen boiled eggs and turn them into deviled eggs because I just love them. It seems like a holiday thing to make. I also make up three apple pies. They smell absolutely amazing as they are cooking. It's all I can do not to just eat a whole one myself. I'm somehow able to show some restraint, and we save them for tomorrow. I make a side dish of green bean casserole and then we all head to bed. Tonight Jack isn't letting me go to sleep without getting his tingles. So we have a nice 69, both get to feel great, then we are asleep seconds afterward. Thanks for reading Peace Love and Happiness Eric ericmurpey1971@gmail.com