Date: Tue, 2 Jun 2015 16:19:50 -0400 From: Eff Del Subject: young but daily growing *Green Grow the Rushes O... Chapter 1* *By Eff Del* *AUTHOR'S NOTE:* I truly intended to leave this story and these characters behind me, but I've been flabbergasted at the number of you who have been asking for a third `book'. I must admit that I've missed them too and have kept them in my mind. For those of you who are new to this however, you really need to read everything that's come before...I'm making no attempt at this being a stand-alone story. *ALSO-* This is part three of Young but Daily Growing PLEASE consider a donation to NIFTY. Because, without this forum, I wouldn't be writing and you wouldn't be reading. How sad and frustrating would that be? R*emembe*r that I really enjoy hearing from you. Feedback is the only real reward NIFTY writers ever receive...just as your mother used to say; `Don't forget to write'. ********************************* *I'll sing you two o'* *Green grow the rushes o'* *What is your two o'* *Two for the lily white boys* *All clad in green o'* *Green, Green,* *Green grow the rushes o'* We both waved at the Skuggor staffing the front gate. It was just Sean and me in the `red cat'. We'd driven into town to pick up the wedding present the boys had selected for John and Jenny. They'd chosen a crystal vase and upon its base they'd paid the dealer to engrave the words; *`And there is love'.* These were taken from the Paul Stookie song that Sean had sung the day John announced his engagement to Jenny. Sean would be singing it again during the actual ceremony at Jenny's request. After we'd inspected it, the staff had wrapped it carefully in a beautiful box covered in metallic red paper and a silver bow. "Do ya think they'll like it Dad?" Sean asked as we were walking back to the big house. "I think they'll love it little man...especially since it comes from you guys. You both put a lot of thought into this gift, and it shows." "The weddin' is in three days Dad, will Jack be back in time?" Jack was on a University sponsored NAT-GEO ship studying kelp growth along the northeastern coast. Doc Swaim had helped set it up for him. It was a University project and Jack was part of the team. During his visit to the University with Doc Swaim last February, Jack had so impressed the department head with his independent oceanographic studies that he'd been offered this internship and the fiery red head had begged me for permission to accept. It had been pre-arraigned that Jack was to be dropped off at Bar Harbor, Maine this afternoon, and Captain Lucas would be waiting to fly him back in time for the wedding. He'd then fly back to meet his ship in Nova Scotia. The fact that I was sponsoring this research trip made these arraignments rather easy to establish. It was a beautiful day in early May, and the gardens of Joyous Gaurde were showing off almost as if each plant knew that one of its favorite residents was having a special day. It almost seemed as though the entire property was celebrating this wonderful event. I felt so close to this land that I actually didn't have a problem believing this was a fact although it probably was just because it was May and pretty Jenny was such a good planner. "Jack will be here late tonight little man so don't be so antsy. Let's go grab our gloves and a ball and have a catch." His blue/green eyes lit up and he flashed me a `Sean smile' as he said; "Yeah Dad! You know that try-outs for baseball are next week don't yah?" "Yep, I had that in mind when I suggested a catch Tiger...I'm way ahead of you. He giggled as he punched me softly in my arm. The swim team had recently completed another glorious season and the trophy alcove now held a second "all around best swimmer" trophy. My little tiger cub had once again demolished the competition. The `Seven Samurai' had swum together the last time for at least a year when their ages caught up to their groupings. This year however, there had not been a traumatic event like there had been the first time. As the season wound down to another fantastic close, I'd had a moment of melancholy as I took the time to wonder how a `trophy race' between Kyle and Sean might have ended. My little brother might have been the only kid I knew who could give Sean any real competition. Thinking about Kyle had become considerably less painful and therefore, more pleasurable as time and my boys healed my tortured heart. As we tossed the ball between us across the grass, I thought to myself that Sean would be turning thirteen next month and the idea just completely blew me away. He was eleven when I first brought him home and he'd just turned twelve when he became my son. Such a lot had happened in such a short amount of time. He had certainly grown. The last time we'd been to Struthers, he measured in at exactly 5 feet which was four inches taller than when I'd first brought him home, and he weighed 90 pounds...a whopping ten ponds more than the little boy I'd first brought from the NEST a year ago. None of the extra weight was fat though, he was still slim and hard with muscle. As puberty overtook him, his hands and feet had grown larger in preparation for a major growth spurt. I'd noticed at night that his little cock could jut out to a respectable three inches when it was excited. At his cock base, there was a very noticeable growth taking place...not yet technically pubic hair; more like `pubic fuzz' Overall, he reminded me of a cute little puppy...so full of life, joy and beauty. My heart just ached every time I looked at him and I loved him with a fierceness that grabbed me body and soul. He, on the other hand was oblivious to his beauty. Vanity was not in his nature. He simply liked himself and he liked his life. He'd finally gotten over his uncertainty regarding his permanent position in my world and he'd blossomed as his comfort level developed. He now understood that he was my son and that his life at Joyous Gaurde was a reality. My memory wandered back to the skiing trip last February. Neither of the boys or Chris had ever been skiing and so the first two days at Breckenridge was spent with the three of them taking lessons while I started on the intermediate slopes before regaining my confidence. On the fourth day, I was skiing down a run called `blister rally' when suddenly a blue streak in my peripheral vision shot past me and stopped suddenly in an explosion of legs arms and skis. I was so surprised that I turned my knees to stop and promptly fell over. As I got back up onto my feet, a snowball suddenly struck me on my chest. Looking across the slope, I saw a stunning little kid with blue/green eyes and an enormous smile. He waved his arms in the air and almost screamed; "Dad, this is so fabulous! I never had so much fun! You're the best Dad that could ever be EVER!" Typically, he had athletically taken to skiing like the proverbial duck to water. I walked across to him and hugged him closely and I kissed him with wild passion. As we were gearing back up, Jack and Chris came down the mountain. They, like Sean were so naturally athletic that they had taken to this new discipline quickly and I knew we were going to have a wonderful two weeks. Sleeping in the Chalet was `interesting' and I hadn't thought about that. There were five bedrooms in the building but I had two boys who were used to sharing a bed with me as well as Chris who often shared my bed...but never while either of the boys were there. Somehow, they seem to have worked that out because, I shared my bed rather equally over the two weeks' never once sleeping alone. Our meals were significant giggle and laughter fests and we spent our days on the slopes and our evenings naked in the Jacuzzi. It was so wonderful that we all were reluctant to go home. We all agreed that next year we would spend a good deal more time here and, if they got as accomplished as I suspected that they would, we'd try some other more difficult locations. ********** Jack's interest in marine biology was burgeoning and Doc Swaim had nurtured his interest. He'd taken the boy back to the university twice while having to go there for work on his new book and eventually, Jack was accepted as an intern on this current voyage. *********** I gazed lovingly at the slight but athletic boy tossing the baseball back at me and grinned as he peppered a remarkably good throw in my direction. "Dad, it's just about time to open up the outdoor pool again isn't it?" "Yep, we'll do it on Memorial Day and we'll have a cook-out. Do you want to invite some friends over?" "Yeah , maybe. Jack will be back out onto the ocean though won't he?" "Yes Sean. He's here for the wedding and then, he'll be gone until the end of June so he'll miss your birthday I'm sorry to say, but he's getting great experience for what it looks like he's chosen to be his life's work. By the way, before you get sad, you should also remember that he'll be gone for my first Father's Day as well so, we both get gypped." "Yeah, I know Dad it's just that I miss him a whole lot. We've only been brothers a really short time you know." "Certainly Sean, but you've been the closest friends for a very, very long time and I think you want him to do what he feels like he needs to do, right?" "You bet Dad, it's just that sometimes I'm a stupid little kid an' I want things to stay the way I want them to and I've only been your son and his brother for such a short time so..." He held the ball for a second and gave me a goofy grin. I dropped my glove and strode across the grass and grabbed him in my arms pulling him tightly against me. "Maybe, little man, but remember that you're MY stupid little kid and that I've only been your Dad for such a short time and...try to remember that you make me so happy all of the time." He nuzzled his nose into my chest and giggled softly. I noticed Daniel standing patiently at the side of the lawn and his large form walked over to us once I'd acknowledged him. "Eric, I've just received a phone call from your pilot; Captain Lucas. Jack's ship docked three hours earlier than expected. I'll take one of the cars to the airport tonight and if all goes as scheduled, Jack should be home around eleven o'clock." "That's wonderful Daniel and...thank you for doing that for John; you didn't have to." He flashed one of his dazzling grins and replied; "Of course I did. That poor befuddled man is getting married in three days. If I were you, I wouldn't trust him to drive my son from the airport or anywhere!" We picked up our ball and gloves and walked with Daniel back to the big house. Richard had been right. Daniel had slid into his new position like butter slides into the crevasses of a hot muffin. As a butler and household manager, he was obviously superior to Walter though, he certainly was NOT Walter and never would be, he performed his function extraordinarily. Martha was obviously pleased with the way he had taken over the management of the staff because I often noticed her smiling as she gave him little pats as they talked and certainly spied the numerous little `treats' that she cooked and baked for him during the day. All was well in this household. Things were fluid and prosperous here at Joyous Gaurde. Walter was still a ghost on the premises, but a loving and benevolent one. Time did indeed heal the pain of his loss. "OK little man, here's the deal; we'll grab a quick shower, and then you take an actual nap, and I'll let you stay up until Jack gets back...but...it's got to be a real nap OK?" "Don't I get no dinner?" "Goofus, of course you get dinner, that's why you're napping after your shower. I'll wake you up for dinner and that'll be way before Jack gets home. Do we have a deal?" He grinned up at me with his eyes flashing. "Are you gonna nap with me?" "Absolutely not smarty! I've got things I need to do and besides, I'm a grown-up and I'm regularly allowed to stay up past eleven o'clock. However, I might grab your little ass a few times while we're in the shower." He grinned and ran ahead of me just far enough to wiggle his little butt seductively back at me. He was becoming delightfully sensuous. As I ran my soapy hands down his firm young body, I knew that while it would certainly end, until it did, I'd never tire of the joyful experience of showering with him. I soaped his chest and underarms, and slowly ran my hands down his ribs and thighs. As was our custom, I lifted him up onto one of the shower benches and worked the shower gel down each of his long legs that stood as perfect proof that he was on the verge of a serious growth spurt. I'd heard the term before but now, before me stood a boy with `colt's legs'. It was a perfect description of a gorgeous boy on the verge of puberty driven development. As I was working the shampoo through his thick black hair, I made a mental note that tomorrow, all three of us needed to get haircuts. I was certain Jack hadn't had his hair cut in the two months he'd been at sea and I smiled as I wondered if he'd even shaved. I half way expected the kid to arrive tonight with at least some semblance of a beard. As was our ritual, after rinsing him under the numerous showerheads, Sean then lovingly washed me. His small hands softly worked the soap over every inch of my skin and, as I usually did, I became erect and stiff. He didn't notice it as anything particularly unusual. In our almost year and a half together, mutual stiffies were just a given. I held him close to me as I rinsed under the rain showerhead and I spoke softly to him; "I know you may think I forget things Sean, but I'm going to tell you what one of your birthday presents is." He looked up at me with a questioning expression on his face. "The Friday after your birthday, you begin to take to the sky." "What Dad? A-are you sending me away?" I ran my hand down the soft round flesh of his wonderful ass. "No silly little man. You begin your flying lessons. Captain Lucas has recommended an instructor he trusts for you and your training is set to begin in a very few weeks. Isn't it funny to think that you'll be able to fly an airplane before John can legally teach you to drive a car?" He gazed up at me through the shower that was spraying over us both. "I...I n-never loved nobody like I love you Dad...Eric...Dad. I never knew my life could be like this, I never knew it would be this great. I j-just wish I could do something to..." "If you're trying to say `make me happy' Sean, you need to know that you make my life worthwhile every single day...just by being you. Now come on, it's time for your nap." After we'd toweled off, we walked into the bedroom, I had him lay down on the bed and I noticed his little nail was still hard as a rock. "We probably should do something about that if you have any hope of taking a nap." He grinned up at me and purred like a little kitten. I leaned over, took the little boy bone into my mouth, and closed my lips around it. With tongue and lips, I soon had him in a frenzy. Sean never tried to prolong his sexual pleasure. He gave into it as it came and soon he was writhing beneath me. Hip hips rose and fell and I relaxed my grip on his young plump ass as he exploded in my mouth. When he finally collapsed back onto the mattress, I pulled the duvet up and I kissed his forehead as I tucked the covers over his shoulders. As I pulled on my clothes, I said; "I'll come up and wake you before dinner. I've asked Mrs. Edwards to make it a bit later than usual and then maybe we can start a new chess game before Daniel brings Jack home." He grinned at me. "Yeah, cause you won the last game so I owe you some retribution." I crinkled my forehead. "Wow, that's a big word from such a small munchkin!" "DAD! I'm not so small anymore. For cryin' out loud...I'll be thirteen next month an' pretty soon I'm going to be flyin' airplanes." His expression suddenly changed and he looked at me intently. "Dad, when I'm not little anymore...when I grow up bigger than Jack is. Are you still gonna love me? Are you still gonna call me your little man?" I walked over to the bed and pressed my lips against his forehead and stroked his still damp hair. "Sean, on the day he died, my father loved me and always thought of me as his son...his boy... even though by then I was a grown man. Part of the wonderful thing about being a family is that even when you stop being little, you're still a son and a brother though you'll change from being a `little man' to a `young man' and...eventually to a man but I'll be there to love you every step of the way." His turquoise eyes locked me in their gaze for a moment and then released me as a `Sean Smile' lighted his face. "Couldn't never been a better day ever than the day you brought me home Eric. I love you Dad." I knew that if I tried to say anything I'd start to cry so, I just smiled down at him and ran my fingers through his moist raven black hair. I left and decided to visit John to see how things were going. ***************** I found him and Jenny together in the living room looking over some papers. "Hi guys, I just dropped by to see if everything is going alright. There's never been a wedding at Joyous Gaurde before and I..." "Eric, calm down." Joh had his hand on my shoulder as Jenny handed me a drink. "Daniel and the caterers have everything under control. We're not in the least bit concerned. The rehearsal is tomorrow and then the big show. We're just going over some stuff about our future plans." I suddenly felt a shock. "I hope those future plans don't include leaving us." The look on their faces spoke volumes. "Oh hell no Eric!" John exclaimed quickly. "It's really more about Jenny's future. You see, next year, she'll graduate with her teaching degree but Martha and Daniel have offered her a full time position as Martha's assistant and frankly Eric, you pay a hell of a lot better than the school system does. The question is about whether to even finish this last year of college." I took a sip of my drink and smiled at John. "You certainly pour better scotch than when I first met you my friend." He grinned. "I've learned a thing or two and also my boss pays me a lot more money than I used to earn." I turned serious. "So, here's my two cents on the subject and it's very parochial. While I was away earning my degree, my family was slaughtered on a highway. John I know you take that personally but we've had this discussion before. I took it even worse...I took it badly but my money made certain I got my degree. Jenny, a degree doesn't certify what you know and can do, it certifies how many hours you've sat in classrooms listening to professors with questionable abilities as teachers basically drone on about their own opinions. Jenny, if I need somebody, I buy his or her degree. Believe me my sweet girl degrees are for sale. I've already done it for some of my key people and I'll do it for you. That way you have your first year together but you'll still have your degree and credentials if you decide to go out and deal with a room full of snotty little kids. Hell Jenny, by then you and John may be working on your own snotty little kid." I kindah grinned. "I just realized that your baby would be the first one born here at Joyous Gaurde since my brother Kyle." "Thanks Eric and, we'll discuss this after the wedding but, you've certainly added more to the mix." ******* There was very little going on at the command center that required my attention so, I decided to just go back to my study and have another drink. Jenny had no family. Her father, mother sister and brother were killed in a car accident when she was eighteen. She'd been participating in a basketball tournament while they were returning from a family wedding. Once I'd heard of this, my feelings for Jenny became very warm and personal. Her life was so similar to my own. I didn't want anything to hurt her but, then again, she was marrying John and nobody would ever love her or protect her more than John. Since I'd already accepted the role of John's Best Man, she'd quietly asked Uncle Phil if he would give her away and he'd tearfully accepted the duty. Martha was to be the Matron of honor and two of Jenny's college friends were the other bridesmaids. The boys were the groomsmen. I sipped on my glass of single malt when there was a soft knock on my door. It was Gary. He smiled as he entered and with complete comfort, he took a glass, filled it with a couple of ice cubes and poured a drink. "So, Saturday the big day?" He was smiling warmly as he said it. "I'm looking forward to the wedding Eric but, I really came over today to thank you for everything you've done to change my life." "Gary, you and Bobby more than made up for anything I've done by your courageous actions. So, you've been in the new house about a month now. Is it good?" "It's perfect Eric, and Bobby is so enjoying being tutored by David Swaim. Being with Bobby has changed my life and my orientation...my entire outlook Eric." "Then everything was worth it Gary." I said and he looked intently at me as he took a sip from his glass and then, stood up and walked across the room and placing a hand at the back of my head, drew me into a passionate sensual kiss. As he withdrew, he said softly; "Just a short time ago, I could have never done that Eric. My life is so free and so wonderful; so filled with love and happiness. I wanted to bring you a present but I also wanted you to know that if you were ever interested in...well, I wouldn't not...Bobby will be off to the University in a few years and perhaps we..." I reached over and took his hand and I stood up to face him. "Gary, I...that's the most wonderful thing to say. At this point in time, I hope that we will grow together as friends. I'd really like you to consider yourself my friend. As to being `friends with benefits', I'm in a relationship although it's not a monogamous one. Let's just get to know and continue to like each other and then let nature take its course OK?" He smiled warmly. "I sort of thought that's what you'd say and I'm glad. I just wanted you to know that if you were ever interested, I'm open to the possibility. So, here's your `thank you present' Eric Tucker." He produced a bottle of 21-year-old Glen Fiddich. "Thanks, and I'll see you at the wedding." He turned and left the room. I took a while to catch my breath. ***** I leaned back into my chair and slowly went over in my mind what I had to do. I had to get the three of us haircuts so I placed a call to Jerry at `Sheerz'. Jerry has been cutting my hair since I was a teenager but he keeps on top of the latest styles and technology. He'd quickly taken control of Sean's hair and later; Jack's. I made three appointments starting at ten in the morning. >From there to Struthers to pick up our tuxedoes...that should not be a problem unless Jack had a growth spurt while away at sea...Oh, hell! Why had I had that thought? Then, there was nothing to do until the rehearsal and then, the rehearsal dinner. The wedding was taking place in the wild flower garden that was in full bloom and blazing with color. Andy's skillful crew had it manicured to an almost impossible perfection. Thanks to our wonderfully predicable weather, the reception party was going to take place out on the grand lawn without a tent and I'd noticed that the tables and chairs were already being moved into place. Daniel and Jenny had selected the caterer and Daniel had taken over supervising everything. I smiled as I thought that Walter couldn't have done this...Walter was a soldier and protector. Daniel was a highly skilled Butler. I then reminded myself that Daniel was deadly in several martial arts disciplines. What a world I lived in! ********** I must have dozed into the comforting arms of my desk chair because it seemed only moments later that Daniel was gently shaking my arm. "Sir...Eric...Eric, Mrs. Edwards says that dinner is in twenty minutes." "Thanks Daniel. I must have been out like a light." "No problem Eric. Shall I go up and wake Sean?" "I'd say `yes' however, he's sleeping au natural and that might be a bit upsetting don't you think?" "I'm never bothered by seeing round young buns or even sweet little boy bits so, it's your call." "Actually Daniel, I feel that I need a quick shower so I'll wake him up." "Darn!" I smiled at the big man. "Oh don't worry Daniel. You'll get to see him in all his glory soon. I'm opening the outdoor pool on Memorial Day." ******* After I'd showered and dressed, I walked into the room. Typically, he'd kicked down the covers and was sprawled naked and beautiful. I gazed down at him and wondered for the millionth time what I'd done to deserve him in my life. My little Sean...the angel sent from whatever benevolent god had decided to save my life. My heart ached just looking down at him. I gently took his shoulder in my hands and rubbed and tugged it softly. After a few moments, his eyes opened in the confusion of just awakening, then recognition came to him and he smiled a warm bright `Sean smile'. I leaned down and kissed him softly upon the lips. "OK tiger, you've had a great nap. Now it's time to have dinner and get dressed to greet your brother." He gave me an evil little boy grin and purred; "I kindah thought that I AM dressed to greet my brother." "Sean!" "OK Dad, you know I was only kiddin'. I gotta pee then I'll meet you down stairs...WITH clothes on and then, I'm gonna' kick your butt at chess!" ******** As we got up from the table, Martha pulled me aside and said; "Jack's going to be hungry when he gets home tonight, so, I've made him a big sandwich with all his favorite stuff, It's wrapped in cellophane and in the crisper of the fridge. Goodnight and I'll love seeing all of my boys in the morning." She pecked me on the cheek and did the same for Sean. We headed down to the library and took our regular seats at the chess table. Sean extended his two closed fists and I chose the left. He opened his hand revealing the black pawn, which meant that he moved first. He moved a pawn forward two spaces and grinned. I countered by moving my own pawn forward only one space which I hoped would throw him off his game. Rather than being disconcerted, He grinned and advanced one of his knights onto the board. "Shit!" I exclaimed as I realized the little guy was coming at me aggressively. An hour later, I realized that the kid had me in mate and I surrendered by turning my king over. Sean and I were currently a perfect match though I knew as he grew, he'd be able to beat me at will. So much for adopting a genius, I guess. ******* He burst through the library door like a hurricane. Tall and tanned and his red hair long and unkempt, his chin was fuzzy with youthful unshaved hair. He looked just like a sailor home from the sea. "Dad! Oh I'm so glad to be here! I'm so happy to be home! Sooo happy to be here!" I hugged him tightly into me and in an almost whisper I replied; "Jack, it's good to have you home son." He spun around to Sean and lifted him tightly to him. "Tadpole, I've never missed anyone as much as I missed you! I walked over to the bar and pulled out a beer and poured it for my young man. He accepted it with a smile and plopped down into one of the large leather chairs and smiled as Sean jumped up onto his lap hugging him intensely. I sat down across from them and the smile almost cracked my face. "So, my scruffy sailor boy, has this been a productive voyage?" "Dad...yeah...we're learning about growth variances as compared to water temperature but, we're studying other factors that I hadn't even considered before. I know it sounds silly, but this kind of research could save the entire planet. I just love it Dad and I'd never be getting to do it if it wasn't for you. Thanks so much for allowing me to do this Eric...Dad...It's...just so wonderful." I pulled him into a hug squashing Sean in between us. After releasing him, I said: "I know that you're hungry and Mrs. Edwards anticipated that. Come into the kitchen and I'll get out the sandwich she made for you plus some chips and stuff. His smile lit up his face. "I'm really home aren't I?" I rubbed his shoulders and pulled him close as we walked to the kitchen. "Yes Jack, you're really home. ****************** Thanks for reading. Feedback is MORE than welcome, it's why we write.