Date: Mon, 20 Sep 2021 11:38:04 -0400
From: Master Will <mastersounder2015@gmail.com>
Subject: Nailed It Ch 77

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Nailed It Chapter 77 It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Sean woke up just before 5AM. Clay lay snoring softly beside him. He moved
his leg from atop his lover's. Then he lifted his right arm up and off the
sleeping red head. Farm Boy stirred a bit and his right hand reached back
and touched Sean's body making sure he was still there. Chief smiled at the
gesture. Propping himself up with one arm in the bed he started lightly
planting kisses along Clayton's arm until he approached the athlete's
Adonis belt. Sean carefully straddled his boy and started kissing along the
belt and then the blond treasure trail that had grown back since he had
previously shaved it off.

The hooded penis lay soft and nestled upon Clay's left thigh. Ever so
gently, Sean rolled the quarterback onto his back and maneuvered his legs
apart. Kneeling between the outstretched legs Sean bent over and sniffed
the musky scent emanating from his lover's groin. He extended his tongue
and licked the tip of Clay's prepuce while keeping his eyes focused on upon
his face. He repeated the gesture six more times without any sign of
acknowledgment.

Chief gently took the flaccid penis in his hand and gently skinned back the
prepuce so that the glans was exposed to the air. He blew on it
gently. Farm Boy didn't stir but Sean could feel the dick pulse in his hand
as it began to harden. He blew his warm breath across the glans again and
the dick hardened further. He licked at the tip of the glans teasing the
piss slit. The athlete's cock was at attention now and a small drop of
precum oozed out and formed a small pearl at the slit.

Clay stirred, his left hand moving to scratch his balls while his right
moved toward where Sean should have been sleeping. Walls smiled at the
gesture, but he remained still and in place. Reed resumed snoring.

Sean once more used his tongue to lick at the sensitive underside of the
now erect cock. Getting no response he decided it was time to get
rougher. With this left hand he positioned his thumb and index finger so
the gripped the scrotum just above the balls. With his right hand he pulled
the straining cock to a ninety degree angle from the sleeping beauty's
body. In one smooth move Sean swallowed the nine inch cock to the pubes
while pulling Clay's balls away from his body.

Clay woke up, his mind reeling in confusion. He knew he was in his bed, but
didn't immediately recognize the new bedroom. He felt both pleasure and
pain. As he roused further he saw the blond head of hair bobbing up and
down on his cock and laid back to enjoy the blow job.

Sean wasn't going to let him get off that easily though. He continued to
pull and squeeze the two hefty egg-sized balls in his left hand. Clay would
moan and Sean would squeeze harder. After one particularly hard squeeze
Clay called out, "Red!"

"What's the problem Farm Boy? I told you I'd help you take care of emptying
those balls."

"I know Sir, but I'd like to have two balls when you finish and not a sack
of mush."

"So you're going to be a pussy about a little pain?" he flicked the balls
with his right index finger.

"You could take having your balls squeezed and flicked for 5 minutes?"

"I can and I have and for longer than that boy. I told you Master Will is a
sadist. He gets off on inflicting pain and so do I. Go ahead, punch me in
the balls." Sean got down off the bed and stood beside it with his legs
spread wide.

Clay thought about it. Chief had told him he enjoyed inflicting pain, just
not as much as Master Will does. He debated just asking Sean to fuck him.

"I don't want to hurt you Sean."

"Damn it. I gave you an order," Chief raised his voice slightly but his
eyes reinforced his message.

Farm Boy sat up, balled up his fist and punched his lover in the
nuts. Chief never flinched.

"Again with effort this time."

Once more Clay balled up his fist. He struck harder this time. Again Sean
didn't flinch.

"When you can take that, you can whine to me about pain."

Farm Boy got down on his knees and bent over to kiss his Chief's feet. "I
am sorry I doubted you Sir. Am I forgiven Sir?"

Sean gently touched Clay's red hair, "Of course my boy. I know you have a
lot to learn but I never give you more than you can handle. You're too
precious to me." He moved to the bed and laid down propping himself up with
the pillows. Clay snuggled up next to him and laid his head on his lover's
chest.

Chief stroked Farm Boy's red locks and tickled his neck and left
shoulder. The quarterback gently traced his Sir's abs; moving lower and
lower towards the blond pubes. His hand wandered across the pubic bone to
the base of Sean's penis. Running his fingers down its length the athlete
closed his hand around it and started to masturbate his fiancé.

Sean closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. He had not hand a hand job
in months. There had always been a mouth or asshole available for his use.
He felt Clay adjust his position and he peeked through slightly opened
eyelids to see that Farm Boy was also jacking his own cock toward an
orgasm. A smile crept across Chief's face. He admired the adventurousness
Clay exhibited; always wanting to try something new even if they were based
on years of watching gay porn.

Clay pumped the two cocks in alternating rhythms as if he were milking a
cow. He eyes would close every once in a while as he pictured the image of
two men being milked in a barn by a third man. He would open his eyes and
look at the two cocks in his own hands and pick up the speed.

It took longer than he expected but he shot first with his cum spraying on
his chest and on Sean's. Somehow he was able to keep up with jacking his
lover off as his own orgasm subsided and he focused on his lover's
pleasure.  With his face so close to the action he actually saw Chief's
glans swell and felt the first burst of semen rushing through the cock to
spurt out and cover his face with cum. Two more spurts completed his
facial. Farm Boy kissed the dick that had gifted him with his facial before
using his tongue to lick up some of the cum from around his mouth and
dripping from his nose.

Sean grabbed a few tissues from the bottom drawer of Clay's night stand and
wiped his boy's face clean. "Go start the shower. I'll be along in a
minute." He kissed Farm Boy and could still taste his cum on the scruffy
cheek.

Clay headed to the bathroom and started the water. Sean sauntered in a
minute or so later and aimed his cock at his partner and let his morning
piss play against Farm Boy's legs and groin. For a moment the two even
played dueling streams as their piss mixed and mingled in midair before
falling to the drain below. Afterwards they showered and dried off
together. They could both shave at the same time now and they joked about
it while they removed the buildup of scruff from their faces.

"Babe," Clay began, "I know we have to resemble our portraits for next
week, Afterwards though we'd have 7 weeks to grow beards for the
wedding. How would you feel about growing a full set? I think it would be
real hot to have a bearded Daddy."

"I've had a beard before. I can do that for you. Not sure 6 weeks will be
enough for mine to look good but we can decide a few days before hand."

"Sweet," Farm Boy stated.

They dressed for their work day ahead and walked out to see RJ coming back
into the house with a beach towel wrapped around his waist.

"That outdoor shower is a great feature. I took care of business and
showered too," he winked at them as he passed. Clay just shook his head as
he headed for the kitchen.

"Morning Mom, Dad," he called as he headed for the Keurig to fix Sean's
coffee.

"Morning Junior. Where's Sean?" Martha inquired.

"He was right behind me a minute ago."

"Morning all! I was just plugging in the trees. Granny just came downstairs
by herself. She is sitting in the living room looking at the tree and
singing carols."

"I've got her coffee ready, I'll take it to her," Martha said.

"No, let me honey," Leon stated as he stood up. He picked up his coffee and
then the one for his mother and headed into the living room.

"He's trying to spend as much time as possible with her. We don't know how
much longer we'll have her with us," Martha acknowledged.

"I'm glad we've had these extra days with her too," Clay admitted. "Did
Mary Liz show you the pictures of Granny and the Nativity set? She really
captured Granny's innocence and love in those pictures.

Martha responded, "Yes, Junior, we reviewed them yesterday. There are quite
a few that are just so precious! By the way, I'm running to Walgreen's
later, do you need anything from there or Publix?"

"Could you pick up some Christmas wrapping paper for me?" Sean replied.

"Of course Sean. Anything in particular or just Christmas?"

"Just Christmas Mom."

"Who needs wrapping paper?" Hannah asked coming into the kitchen.

"Me," Sean responded.

"Silly brother-in-law to be, come with me," Hannah ordered. She took Sean's
hand and led him upstairs and to the attic access. She flicked the light
switch but instead of mounting the stairs she pointed to the other side of
them. There were two tall plastic binds with lids. One was labeled All
Occasions the other Christmas.

"When did you spot these?" Sean asked.

"We saw them when we went exploring. To tell the truth we used some of them
yesterday when we wrapped some of our presents. Do you want to see what
else we found?"

Sean moved the Christmas wrapping paper out into the hall. "Yes, we can
take a quick look. I'm in need of coffee."

Hannah laughed and walked up the circular stair case in front of him. At
the top she turned to the left and walked past all the holiday stuff. She
stopped at the Civil War stuff. There were Union and Confederate flags in
sleeves, two uniforms and several dresses hung on a small rack. "I think
they took part in reenactments or did fancy dress parties," Hannah opined.

She led Sean a bit further to where they had found the rocking chair. There
were two more rockers, a grandmother clock, and a commode complete with a
chamber pot. A cast iron bed frame leaned against the wall. There was more
but everything was covered with dust sheets.

"Hannah this is marvelous," my decorator brain is going into overdrive. I
best get my coffee though or I won't function."

"OK caffeine addict, let's go get your coffee," she laughed as she led the
way back downstairs.  Downstairs Clay had Sean's coffee waiting. The wall
of Walls were starting to arrive for breakfast. By the time Martha took the
two breakfast casseroles out of the over everyone had arrived.

"We're doing this with the good china and napkins today," Martha announced
pointing to the stack of paper plates on the counter. "The casseroles are
ham, egg and hash browns and the other is sausage, egg and hash
browns. Toast, butter and orange marmalade are next to the
casseroles. Coffee, V-8 and apple juice are on the breakfast bar."

"Hannah Jane, would you ask the blessing this morning?' Junior requested.

"God is great, God is good, let us thank him for this food. Amen," the
young women prayed.

"Amen," everyone added before getting in line to eat.

Chief whispered in Farm Boy's ear, "Thank you for fixing my coffee. You
take such good care of me and I love you all the more for it." He gave his
lover a kiss on his cheek.

"Get a room," Mary Liz teased.

"We did! A whole house filled with them," Junior retorted.

"Good one bro," RJ commented.

The group were catching up with each other about their prior evening's
adventures at their homes and looking forward to the big family gathering
scheduled for Christmas Day.  RJ and Xander finished their meals first and
put their disposables in the trash bag Martha had hung on a cabinet
drawer. They headed for the stable. Others started finishing as well and
joined in whatever activity with which they were helping.

Clay and Sean repaired to their bedroom and pulled out the boxes with
Christmas gifts for their family and friends. "Which tree do you think we
should put them under Chief?"

"I'm realizing now that there are going to be a massive number of gifts
under the tree. I think the best place would be the tree in the family
room. I also need to wrap the ski cap for Axel."

Clay nodded and carried one of the boxes into the family room. He started
unloading the presents behind the tree.  "I need to leave space for me to
add water,' he thought,

Sean was adding the presents from his box as well. When he had finished
there was a mound of wrapping paper and bows all around the tree's base
except for the space Clay had left to reach the trough.

Junior went to get a pitcher to add water as Sean wrapped the gift for
Axel.

Granny came into the family room, "Sean, may I use some of your wrapping
paper? I finished the afghans for the expectant mothers."

"Of course Granny. Use whatever you like. I left the scissors and tape in
on the dining room table."

"Thank you sweetie," Granny beamed as she went off to wrap the presents she
had created.

Ethel, Martha and Andrea came into the room. "Andreas we need to speak with
you," his mother began.

Sean turned toward the women and swallowed hard. They looked concerned.

Martha continued after they had all seated themselves, "How do you see
Christmas dinner working tomorrow?"

"Well we know 15 fit around the table without a problem. We need to add the
four expectant ladies, plus 6 more from Clay's family, 2 more from mine and
our guest from Sweden. That's 28 in total."

"We barely fit 21 the other evening," Andrea added.

"Well we can't withdraw the invitations now," Clay stated.

"Let's set up the table and see how we can arrange everything," Sean
suggested.

Hannah and Mary Liz had been leading against the doorway to the
kitchen. "Or you could bring down the table out of the attic and its
chairs," Mary Liz commented.

"What table?" Sean asked with a quizzical look.

"He didn't look under the sheets Sis," Hannah giggled. "I told you there
was a lot of furniture in the attic."

"Well let's take a look," Clay chimed in as he led the way upstairs. The
group of seven trekked up to the attic.

Hannah and Mary Liz led the way to the far end of the attic. Mary Liz
ripped off a sheet covering a dining room table with trestle legs leaning
against it. Hannah started lifting off the dust covers on a group of 10
chairs.

"These are beautiful." Martha stated as she ran her hand along the delicate
design of the chair backs. "I think these are Chippendale."

"I agree Martha," Andrea added. "The family must have outgrown it and got
the set downstairs.

"We could pull a Reed Family solution. Push the chairs and couches to the
outside of the room and set up the two tables in the family room," Hannah
suggested.

"Or rearrange the living room so the table runs across the hall and into
it," Mary Liz suggested.

"Grab a chair and let's get these downstairs and cleaned up," Ethel ordered
as she picked up a chair and headed for the stairs.

"Hold on," Clay countered. "I don't want you ladies carrying things down
those stairs. Sean and I will do it ourselves."

"I agr..." Sean started

Andrea and Martha glared at Clay and Sean before raising their voices to
their sons at the same time.

"Leon Clayton Reed IV, since when are women so weak they can't carry a
chair?"

"Sean Andreas Walls whatever gave you the idea a woman can't carry a chair
and walk down stairs?"

Both men stood mouths open and eyes wide at the stir they had created. Each
of the 5 women now had a chair and had started across the attic to the
stairs. Each of the men picked up one of the pedestals and followed them
down to the entrance hall. The group returned to the attic with the women
once more taking care of the chairs while Chief and Farm Boy maneuvered the
rectangular table top down through the circular stairwell.

"I'm sure glad those stretchers had locks on them," Clay stated.

"The what?" Sean asked.

"Stretchers. Those are those wooden pieces that stretch the length of the
table top and can be extended when the leaves are added."

"Oh, I just thought they were supports. Thanks for teaching me something
new."

Mary Liz and Hannah passed them on the main stairs as they headed back up
to the attic. They each picked up a leaf and returned downstairs.

Ethel was busy dusting and polishing the cherry wood of the chairs. Martha
and Andrea had begun reorganizing the family room.

"What happened to the living room plan Mom?" Clay asked.

"We thought there wasn't enough room through the door way for people to be
comfortable," Martha replied. "We can set it up like we discussed upstairs
or we can create and set the table at a 90 degree angle from the main
table. Some of us won't be able to see everybody from our seats but that
would be the easiest to set up. It is your choice though."

"I wish this was the dining room instead of the room it is in," Andreas
muttered.

Clay quipped, "If wishes were fishes."

"Yeah I know, we could feed the world," Chief responded.

"Well let me know because I started the seating chart last night," Ethel
added.

Andrea suggested, "Why don't you two take a walk outside and see what
everyone is doing and let the ideas for in here percolate a bit."

Clay grabbed Sean's hand and led him out to the pool area. The morning air
was refreshing. The two men surveyed the area that had changed so much
since Sunday.  They walked to the tennis court where they found George
trimming up some azaleas around the oak trees behind it. As he cut branches
Tom was stuffing the cuttings into black plastic yard bags. The two men
waived at their friends and continued around the garage to the front of the
house. They stopped and gawked at the stables.

The exterior was fully painted and trimmed. It was beautiful. The bright
white trim set off the red beautifully. Xander came out of the storage area
door, his cock and balls swinging between his legs. His hairy strawberry
blond chest hair was matted with sweat.

"What do you think bro?"

"Xander it is beautiful. I'm so impressed. You guys really should consider
going into remodeling."

"You think this is something wait to you see the office," he waived them to
the end of the stables where the tack room had been converted into the
office. The old air condition unit was running; its compressor struggling
to build up enough pressure to circulate the coolant.

"We have guests," Xander announced. All the men looked up from various
places in the main stable. They were all nude as the day before. RJ entered
the office from the bathroom. Sean and Clay looked around. The vinyl floor
had been laid in the office and their desks positioned as he had
instructed. Their office chairs were in place. Two boxes labeled office
were sitting atop the desks.

"Guys, I'm speechless," Sean began. "You've done an amazing job." He walked
into the stall that was now his design studio. Again the platinum gray was
illuminated by the track lighting. This room too had its vinyl flooring
complete. The hanging barn door had been painted barn red. It fit with the
architecture of the building perfectly.

The gym was painted the darker gray and it's flooring was two-thirds of the
way done. David and Nicholas were on ladders hanging the track lighting.

"When did you guys learn how to wire lighting?" Sean called.

"Andreas, you never heard of YouTube!" David responded. All the men
laughed. "We found out each stable has its own breaker. The box is in the
bathroom." He finished tightening a wire nut. "OK RJ! Flip it back on!" he
hollered. A moment later the lights on the track turned on.

"The switches are in different places. You'll need to probably replace them
and get new face plates as we painted over everything," Nicholas advised.

"We should have taken out those wall boarads sectioning off the stalls but
we can handle that another time," Clay commented. "We're so far ahead of
where we thought we'd be at this point. Thank you all so much." He went
around and hugged each of the seven men.

"We best get back inside and make the decision. The ladies are waiting on
us Clay."

"You didn't rile the women folk did you guys?" Leon inquired.

"Well yes and no. We just need to decide how to set the tables for dinner
tomorrow," Sean informed him.

"Andreas! Andreas! Come and see what we found! Andreas!" Tom was hollering
as he ran up to the group inside the stable. Breathing heavily he
continued, "Come see what we found. It's a hidden door!" He pulled Sean's
arm to follow him. Clay followed and the naked men were grabbing underwear
to cover their groins in case Granny or Ethel came outside to see what the
commotion was all about.

Tom led them to the back of the garage which had been previously overgrown
with ligustrum, azaleas and several small trees. George was standing there
pulling more things away from the back of the building. A wooden door
resembling those of the stable was being revealed as he pulled down more of
the overgrown plants.

"Watch out for snakes. I sprayed my repellent around these bushes the other
day, but I don't know what could be on the other side of the door," George
cautioned.

Clay and Sean each took hold of one of the metal handles and
pulled. Nothing happened. Tom hit the hinges on Clay's door with a shovel
he had nearby. Clay pulled again and the hinges groaned. Sean grabbed onto
the handle on Clay's side as well and they couple pulled together. The
metal hinges shrieked as the door slowly opened.

They were met with a wall of cobwebs. The two men grabbed the other door
handle and pulled. It too shrieked and groaned as it slid out into the
open. George brought a propane torch and ignited it. He started burning
away the cobwebs that had built up over years. Within a few minutes the
gathered men could make out the contents of the shed -- sports
equipment. There were tennis rackets, a crochet set, several basketballs,
volley ball nets, shuttle cocks, a couple of volleyballs all arranged on
shelves and covered with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs.  There were
items stored to the left and right of the doors as well but were hidden by
shadows and more cobwebs.

"I figure no one has been in this shed for about ten years given the size
of the one oak I cut down," George offered.

"Or longer," Alexander suggested. "I haven't seen badminton played in a
long time. Some of those shuttlecocks are still in their boxes."

"The house that keeps on giving," Andreas said as he looked inside the shed
cautiously.

"If you're not using your cars today Andreas, I'll set off a bug bomb
before I leave after lunch."

Martha walked out of the kitchen to see what the men were all gathered
around. "You guys didn't have to dress up for me," she grinned as she came
up to the group. "I see you've made another discovery. Just don't spend a
lot of time on it. "Ethel says lunch is in 30 minutes." She giggled as she
kissed Leon, patted his rump and headed back inside.

"Let's just close her up for now," Sean directed. "We'll figure it out
after Christmas." He led Clay back into the house. The other men headed off
to clean up their projects and wash up for lunch.

Just after noon everyone gathered in the kitchen. "Richard, would you say
grace for us?'

Richard winked at Dave then said, "Grace," while grinning like a Cheshire
cat.  There were smiles and giggles around the room as he bowed his head,
"May we be filled with the wonder of Mary, the obedience of Joseph, the joy
of the angels, the eagerness of the shepherds, the determination of the
magi, and the peace of the Christ child. Almighty God, Father, Son and Holy
Spirit bless this food and preserve us now and forever. Amen."

Ethel began, "I opted for a simple lunch as some of us will need to make
room for tomorrow's feast." She patted George's belly. "I have prepared 20
Cranberry -- turkey sloppy-joes. No dessert today. Enjoy."

The group lined up and grabbed a paper plate and a sloppy joe and found a
place to sit. There wasn't much talking until RJ piped up.

"These are delicious. What all is in them? Maybe Mom can fix them for us
sometime."

Ethel smiled, "Thank you RJ. Your Mom watched me make them and wrote it
down already but the ingredients are easy.  You need 4 pounds lean ground
turkey, ketchup, reduced-sodium beef broth, dried cranberries, two
envelopes of onion soup mix, brown sugar, cider vinegar and hamburger
buns."

"I better pay attention in chemistry class," RJ joked.

"You better learn to cook something besides eggs and hot dogs," Mary Liz
teased her youngest brother.

Hannah jumped in as well, "Or just keep on eating baked beans from a can."

"Don't forget the spaghetti-Os," Junior added.

"Or guzzling salsa from the jar," Leon laughed.

"Go ahead pick on RJ time. I can take it. I have broad shoulders."

"And big feet," Mary Liz threw in.

RJ shot her a dirty look.

"Y'all settle down now before Santa changes his mind about visiting here
tonight," Granny ordered.

The group settled down and finished their lunch. Afterwards Clay and Sean
cleaned up the kitchen. Once again thank you and goodbyes resounded through
the house.  By one o'clock, just Clay's family was left. Granny retired to
the bedroom for a nap. Leon and Martha sat on the couch watching a
program. Hannah and Mary Liz decided to sun bathe. RJ retreated to the den
and his lap top. Sean led Clay to their bedroom, locking the door behind
them.  "Looks like those two are in for some afternoon delight," Leon
whispered to Martha. "Care to spank my ass a little harder than you did
outside My Lady?"

Martha stood and led her husband up the stairs to their bedroom. Granny's
radio covered the sounds of spanking coming from her son and
daughter-in-law's bedroom.

Downstairs Chief had stripped Farm Boy and had tied his wrists to the posts
on the head board. He knelt at the athlete's feet and just stared at the
beauty of the restrained male before him. He placed a hand on each of the
athlete's feet and massaged them imitating a cat pawing the place it would
soon nap. As Sean moved up Clay's shins toward his knees the quarterback
spread his legs to accommodate his lover's movement.

Chief moved beyond Farm Boy's knees up his thighs, He carefully avoided
touching the sophomore's scrotum or erect penis. Sean slowly worked his
knees forward until they rested against Clayton's rump. The blond continued
his pawing of the red head before him. Carefully moving along the sides of
the straining dick, he massaged the Adonis belt and abs. When he reached
Clay's pectoral muscles, the quarterback wrapped his legs around his
fiancé's body locking Sean between his legs.

Chief carefully continued pawing the strong muscular body under him. He
paid special attention to Clay's nipples. As he moved further upward with
his hands he massaged Farm Boy's face causing him to giggle. Sean leaned
forward to kiss Clay deeply, pushing his tongue into the receptive mouth to
do battle with Farm Boy's tongue.

Farm Boy twisted his head away from Chief's face breaking the kiss. "Fuck
me Sir. I need to feel you inside me."

Chief reached to the night stand and retrieved the clove oil lube. He
pulled his body up from Clay's and applied lube to his fingers which then
rubbed then probed Farm Boy's starfish, Sean then lubed his own cock before
positioning it at the entrance to Clay's body.

Farm Boy pulled his shins tighter against Chief's body urging him
forward. Sean wasn't going to be rushed as he very slowly inched his way
into the welcoming rectal sheath.

"Faster Sir. Harder Sir. Fuck me Sir," Clayton kept urging. All his
pleading and begging were to no avail. Sean took a full seven minutes to
embed his dick in Farm Boy's ass. Then he stopped moving. The restrained
athlete began humping himself on the cock impaled in his ass. No matter how
he pushed, bucked or squirmed his Chief remained still with an evil grin on
his adorable features.

Without any warning Chief finally thrust his cock forward to meet Farm
Boy's attempt at humping him. The movement of the cock brought a sigh of
contentment from the restrained bottom as his Sir's cock stimulated his
prostate.

Sean leaned forward and propped himself over Clay's body and began plowing
the greedy ass which was demanding more action from him. And action is what
Chief gave it. He long dicked it before switching to shorter strokes aimed
right at the prostate.

Farm Boy was using his whole body to urge his Chief on. His legs remained
locked around Sean. His mouth continued to encourage him, "Faster
Sir. Harder Sir. Fuck me Sir. Oh yes Sir that's the spot Sir."

Chief returned his torso to an upward position. He reached down to grab the
cock leaking pre-cum all over its owner's abs. Sean jacked the cock a few
times causing Farm Boy to gurgle as the marvelous sensations he felt from
his dick and ass. Sean continued to pound away at the body under him
remembering to stroke the cock in his hands every few minutes. Clay's lust
was radiating from his face and upper chest as his body flushed with sexual
energy.

It was either luck or karma which saw both men orgasm at the same moment --
Chief planting 6 blasts of seed into his Farm Boy who himself blasted 6
loads of cum into the air covering himself and his lover.

Chief released the spent cock in his hand and fell forward on top of Farm
Boy; who finally released his legs freeing his lover's body. They lay
together feeling each other's hearts beating and the chests heaving as they
caught their breath. Finally Sean rolled of Clay's body and lay beside
him. He reached and pulled the end of one of the ropes binding Clay's
wrists. The slip knot gave way easily. Farm Boy undid the remaining
restraint.

"Chief that was really amazing.  However did you keep from just ramming
home like you usually do?"

"I thought we'd both appreciate it more if I went very slowly at first. You
got to feel every inch enter you and I got to feel you starfish grabbing my
dick trying to pull it inside."

"I'll go start our shower," Clay commented as he rolled out of the bed just
as Sean's phone rang.

"Hello, Sean Walls speaking," he answered.

"God eftermiddag. This is Axel. I have arrived at Interstate 95 und Highway
50. The directions say I am 15 minutes from your house. I will see you
soon. Ja."

"Yes, Axel, we are expecting you. See you in about 15 minutes. You have the
directions."

"Ja the GPS has it mapped out. Hej då!"

The call ended Sean rushed into the shower and told Clay they had 15
minutes before company arrived. The two hastily washed their bodies and
rinsed off. They dressed casually and were ready to meet their guest.

Clay went outside to warn his sisters, "Axel will be here any minute. Best
cover up."

The two girls wrapped their towels around themselves and headed for the
upstairs to change. They had no sooner climbed up the stairs when the
doorbell rang. Sean opened the door to their guest.

There before him was Axel dressed in walking shorts and sporting a Sverige
tee shirt from the National Football team. Sean though how much more
handsome he looked in the sunlight showing off his strawberry blond hair
and sparkling blue eyes. The darkness of the dining room had hidden those
qualities. Sean felt his cock plumb a bit. The shirt and shorts showed off
his lithe frame well. He was a bit sunburned from his time around the pool
in South Florida.

"God eftermiddag. I wasn't sure this was the correct address. It is a big
house," he commented surveying the entrance hall with the Christmas tree
dominating the center.

"Welcome to our home Axel. Please come in."

Clay walked up and greeted Axel with a firm handshake, "Welcome, I hope you
had an enjoyable drive."

"Ja. I found it very interesting. There are many communities along the
interstate. I enjoyed it more on Highway 50. There were more trees and your
home is big like you," he blushed a bit. "Oh this is for you," he handed
the men a holiday bottle bag.

"May we save it for when we open Christmas presents?" Sean inquired.

"Ja, of course."

Clay asked, "May I help you with your bags?"

Ja, very kind of you. It is only two." The two men walked out to the car
parked near the stables and retrieved the two carry-on sized hard sided
bags.

Back inside Clay guided Axel to the stairs, "Let me show you to your room
Axel. I hope you will find it comfortable.

"I am sure it will be very comfortable," he responded as he followed Clay
up the stairs and down the hall to the bedroom at the end of the
house. "Interesting, I have never slept in an orange room before."

"We just moved in Sunday. We have been cleaning for three and half
days. Eventually the color will change. I'll leave you to unpack and
freshen up a bit before we show you the rest of the house. Please join us
downstairs in the family room when you're ready. It's the room with French
doors behind the Christmas tree."

"Tack, I shall not be long."

Clay closed the bedroom door and started to head for the stairs when his
mother opened their bedroom door.

"Junior, did your guest arrive?"

"Yes Mom. He's in the orange room at the end of the hall."

"I look forward to meeting him. Your father will be along when he finishes
showering." She walked downstairs with her son.

They met Sean in the family room where he was relaxing listening to
Pandora's Christmas radio station. Clay sat next to Sean and Martha sat on
the other couch.

"Sean I've started on a simple dinner for Christmas Eve. I hope that is
alright with you."

"Mom, I hadn't even thought about it. Are we going to paper plate it or
should we set the dining room table?"

"In honor of your guest, let's set the table. The girls will help as at
home and you men folk can do the dishes."

"Leon entered the room fresh from his shower, "Giving orders mother?"

"No dear just clarifying the evening meal plans."

Mary Liz, Granny and Hannah entered and took seats. Just after they say
down Axel entered the room a bit nervously.

Sean stood up, "Axel, these are Clay's family. His mother and father Martha
and Leon Reed, his grandmother Mary Elizabeth Reed, his sisters Mary
Elizabeth and Hannah Jane. His brother Robert Joseph is off doing
something, but I'm sure you will meet him at dinner time if not
sooner. Members of the Reed family please meet our special guest, Axel
Blondell from Malmo, Sweden."

Martha led the way and greeted him with a handshake. Each of the other
family members did the same.

"May we offer you something to drink Axel," Clay inquired. "We have coffee,
tea, sodas."

"Ja just water, tack."

"I think I'd like a glass of red wine," Granny stated.

"How about a Cape Codder for me?" Martha inquired.

"That does sound good. How about I mix one for everyone?" Mary Liz stood up
ready to mix the cocktail. Granny and Axel nodded in agreement. "Hannah you
can help me and we'll show Junior and Sean what we found in the attic."
Hannah giggled and joined Mary Liz in the kitchen.

RJ burst into the room hollering, "Mom what's for dinner.... Oh we have
company!" he dashed back to the den to put a t -shirt over his bare
chest. When he returned he walked up to Axel and held out his hand, "I'm
RJ, Junior's little brother."

"I am pleased to meet you Robert Joseph," Axel began, "I am Axel from
Sweden."

"That's boss! I'm half Swedish. My Mom is a full blooded Swede just like
Mormar and Farfar."

"There you have our family tree in a nutshell Axel," Martha smiled.

"Mom what's for dinner?" RJ asked again.

Granny spoke up, "I'll tell you what's for dinner young man. F -- O -- O --
D!" Leon smiled. His mother had used that many times on him when he was a
boy.

"Show up and find out," Martha added.

RJ changed the topic to one his parents wouldn't appreciate. "Axel, is it
true that most Swedes are naturists?'

Axel smiled, "Yes. Would you like to know why? It is a lengthy
explanation."

"Yes, please," RJ answered sweetly ignoring the stare from his mother and
father.

"Swedish attitudes towards nudity actually probably date back to Viking
times. It all began with bathing and the days of the week. In English,
Saturday takes its name from the planet Saturn. In Swedish, Saturday is
called "Lördag", which goes back to "Lögar-dagen" or, "wash
day". Around the year 900, Lördags were reserved for cleansing the
body. Every man, woman and child would follow a fairly strict beauty regime
where they would bathe together using natural soap.

By the 1800s however, things began to change. Negative attitudes towards
nudity slowly crept in among the upper echelons of society. But for most
people, bathing was still a public affair and done very much in the
nude. There was no room for modesty or time to fret. For some middle class
people, they would still bathe together as a family if alone, and if they
had company, they would take turns according to gender the men first, of
course.

In the 1930s, and attitudes changed again. For the first time, it became
desirable for women to have an all-over suntan -- something that could only
be achieved nude. So by the 1980s, it was commonplace for men and women to
sunbathe nude or topless. Nudist beaches had sprung up all over Sweden and
nudity, in general, is largely accepted by we Swedes. It remains so today."

Hannah and Mary Liz entered the family room pushing a wooded serving cart
with the drinks they had mixed on top.

Sean commented, "Another attic find! Guess we're going to spend some time
up there to see what other treasures are in hiding."

"However did you get it downstairs?" Clay inquired as his sisters served
everyone their drinks.

"We figured they got it up there, there had to be a way to bring it
down. It was awkward but we lifted it and carried it down just above the
railing," Mary Liz explained.

"Do I get a drink?" RJ demanded.

Leon responded, "Hannah mix him one but with only a third of a shot of the
vodka." Hannah Jane nodded and slipped into the kitchen.

"Thanks Dad! My first alcoholic drink!"

"Who do you think you're kidding?" Martha began. "You think we don't know
about you and the missing beers?"

"Throwing them along the grove line was a dead giveaway," Leon
explained. "Bottles thrown from cars don't wind up in little clusters of
three and four in a spot."

RJ turned scarlet. The conversation moved on as Clay asked, "How did you
enjoy your first American football game?"

"I enjoyed the game very much. Did you know we have American football in
Sweden?" Axel responded.

"I thought your football was soccer," Mary Liz stated.

"It is Mary; however, while American Football is not the most popular sport
in Sweden, it has started to amass a small, cult-like following. Today
Scandinavia boasts youth leagues, high school leagues, professional
leagues, and even a women's league; all with helmets and all the padding."

"I had no idea," Sean said.

"Me either," Clay added.

Hannah returned with RJ's scaled down Cap Codder.  Granny was fidgeting a
bit. Hannah offered to get her crochet bag to which the elderly woman
agreed. When Hannah returned she pulled out a ball of Christmas red yarn
and continued a project she was working on.

"What you making Mom," Leon asked.

"You'll see."

Everyone in the Reed family knew that she was working on something for one
of them. Given the length of the chain they figured it was an afghan for
one of them.

"Axel, do you want to go swimming?" RJ asked their guest.

"I didn't know you had a pool. I don't have a swim suit with me."

"That's OK we can go skinny dipping can't we Junior?" RJ had turned to a
homeowner rather than his parents for approval.

"Yes, we'll do it like Axel told us about in Sweden. Since we have a guest
the men may go out and swim naked," Clay decided. "You ladies can swim
later if you wish."

"We're going to start dinner and set the table. Granny is occupied here
with her crocheting. I think after dinner, while you men folk clean up, we
ladies will enjoy the pool."

Granny kept silent. She thought she might have a word with Junior after
dinner.

The men sat their now empty glasses on the serving cart and followed RJ out
through the sliding glass door onto the patio. The play of light was
beautiful reflecting off the pool's surface sending ripples of light
against the house and the back of the patio.

RJ was the first to strip off, followed quickly by his father and
brother. Sean wasn't far behind him. Axel took his time as his cock had
chubbed a bit at the sight of Clay's cock. He was fighting to keep from
springing a full fledged hard on.

RJ called, "Watch this guys!" He was at the deep end of the pool. He jumped
up high and flipped backwards. As he went into his back flip his long dick
flew backwards and slapped his belly. He completed the flip as his feet
inter the water and he sank beneath the surface. The other men applauded
his efforts. "Thank you. Thank you. Now who is going to try it next?"

Leon walked over to the deep end and simple jumped up into the air and let
gravity carry him down in the water. Sean followed suit. Clay went next as
Axel finished stripping off his shorts. He executed a perfect imitation of
RJ's dive completing it before his feet were even close to the water. The
group gave Clay a round of applause.

RJ commented, "Junior that was amazing! You hug in the air longer than I
did!"

"Little brother, I train a lot more than you do. Run each day for at least
30 minutes and build your hamstrings. Then when you jump there will be more
power behind you."

Axel approached the deep edge. Sean and Clay both appreciated the body
before them. He was recovering from sunburn and had obviously worn trunks
in South Florida as his ass and groin were snow white. His chest was matted
with the fine strawberry blond hair that ran down toward his treasure
trail. The crown jewels were hanging between his legs - two large balls
over which hung a thick uncut 7 inch long penis.

Axel took a deep breath and leaped into the air and began his back
flip. His cock flew into the air as had RJ's and Clay's. He came out of his
back flip just as his feet started into the pool. He surfaced to applause
as he brushed his hair back. RJ swam over and hugged him quickly before
splashing him with water.

"Open season on RJ," Leon called.

The four men splashed the teen repeatedly until he cried, "Uncle!" The men
then started swimming laps or treading water.

Martha called from the house, "Dinner in 15 minutes gentlemen. Wash up."

Sean retrieved towels from the pool house. RJ grabbed his and headed for
the outdoor shower. Leon wrapped the towel around his waist, grabbed his
clothes and headed for the house. "I'll shower upstairs."

"May I ask why they are showering after being in the pool?"

"Sure Axel. It is a salt water pool," Clay explained. "Some people don't
like the feel of salt on their skin as the water evaporates."

"Ja, I understand. I'll shower upstairs too," he stated as he wrapped his
towel around his body, grabbed his clothes and followed Leon into the
house.

Sean and Clay headed into their bathroom through the pool door. "Did you
see that cock Chief? It looks thicker than ours."

"Oh I saw it Farm Boy. Damn shame he's only here two nights. We could
explore that body a lot more."

They showered quickly and dressed for dinner. Coming out into the dining
room the found it formally set with a white table cloth with embroidered
poinsettias. There were matching napkins folded on each dinner plate. Water
and wine glasses were already filled. Candles burned in two silver 5 light
candelabras. The china service was framed by the silverware that Granny had
polished. Sean took the seat at the head of the table while Clay was at the
other end. When Axel and Leon entered Sean invited both men to join him at
his end of the table - Axel to his right and Leon to his left.

Granny entered and Clay invited her to sit at his right hand. RJ came in
and was directed to sit next to Granny. Hannah and Mary Liz entered pushing
the serving cart loaded with their dinner.  They began setting the dinner
on the table. For the appetizer they had prepared fig and blue cheese
bruschetta. A tureen of Butternut Squash Soup with bacon was placed on the
table. A frozen salad was set in front of Sean. One could see the red and
green cherries mixed into the cream cheese. A cast iron skillet with rolls
in was set upon a trivet. The girls removed the cart and took their
seats. Martha entered with the main dish -- sausage and pumpkin pasta.

Sean looked to Axel, "As our guest, would you please ask the blessing?"

"I only know it in Swedish."

"We know it in Swedish too. You start and we'll join in."

"Ja, is good." Axel bowed his head. Sean reached for his left hand and
Hannah took his right. "I Jesu namn till bords vi ga valsigna Gud den mat
vi fa. Gud till ara, oss till gagn sa fa vi mat I Jesu namn. Amen"

Martha explained the dishes and the foods were passed to right around the
table. When all had been served Clay raised his glass of wine. "On this
first Christmas Eve in our new home, we welcome family and friends. May
next Christmas find us all together again. Skål!"

"Skål!" everyone responded before sipping their wine. Then they
began their meal. Quiet reigned in the dining room.  As people began
getting full conversation turned to other topics.

Sean raised his wine glass and stood up. "Ladies and gentlemen I propose a
toast to Martha for planning and overseeing such a fine meal."

"To Martha," the group chorused. Martha blushed. Junior patted his mother's
right hand.

"Thank you everyone. I appreciate it. I thought that after the dinner
dishes are cleared we could have dessert in the family room."

"What did you make Mom?" RJ inquired.

Granny jumped in with, "D-E-S-S-E-R-T!" Everyone laughed.

"I made a lot of things the past few days. So did Granny as well as your
sisters."

"I bet Granny made Snicker-doodles cause Dad loves those," RJ grinned at
his grandmother. She smiled lovingly at her youngest grandson. "I like them
too Granny."

"RJ you would eat a tin can with chocolate on top," Mary Liz teased. RJ
bleated like a goat much to everyone's' amusement.

Granny said, "Ladies shall we adjourn to the living room. Perhaps we can
prevail upon the men folk to bring us our coffee while we appreciate the
trees."

Everyone stood as the ladies left the dining room. Clay left the room to
prepare the coffee for the women. The rest of the men gathered the
dishes. It was not until the serving dishes were brought in that Sean
realized there were no left overs. He rinsed the dishes and put them into
the dishwasher. Leon was hand washing the pots and pans while Axel
dried. RJ started putting the silver in the dishwasher baskets.

Clay took the four coffees into the living room on the cart. He also
brought a carafe with more coffee as well as sweeteners and milk should
anyone want more. Then he gathered up the table cloth and napkins and
carted them off to the laundry and popped them into the washing
machine. The doorbell rang.

Martha went to the door and opened it just as Sean arrived as well. Outside
was a group of about 12 people. They started singing "It's beginning to
look a lot like Christmas." as more of the household members gathered round
the door to listen. Sean slipped into his bedroom and pulled $50 from his
wallet. He folded the money into the palm of his hand before returning to
the carolers. The first song was followed by "Jungle Bells," "Do Your Hear
What We Hear" and Deck the Halls." The leader of the group addressed those
gathered, "We're from the Baptist Church. We welcome you to our
community. We saw the lights and the poinsettias out front and then your
beautifully decorated home. I don't recall being here before. I hope you'll
join us some Sunday."

The group then started singing, "We Wish you a Merry Christmas." Sean
stepped over and shook the leader's hand transferring the money to him.

"If we're here next Christmas Eve, please plan on at least having tea and
cookies with us on your journey."

"Thank you Sir. Right neighborly of you." He led the carolers back down the
driveway to the waiting bus.

The family returned to the family room. The ladies first stopping to get
their coffee cups. Clay was getting ready to establish a Christmas
tradition in their home with the lighting of the Yule Log. As the family
gathered and took their seats in the family room Clay turned out all the
lights in the house except for the trees. He handed each person a small red
votive light with a small candle within it. Clay stood near the
fireplace. He first made sure the flu as open.

"Two thousand years ago a carpenter from Nazareth took his pregnant wife to
his home town of Bethlehem. The only shelter they could find was a cold
stable heated only by the animals they found within it.  We light this Yule
Log to warm the stable of our hearts so that the Christ can be found
there." He used the lighter to set the fire ablaze. As the wood caught he
held out his hand toward Sean. "My love will you join in lighting our
candles from this fire so we can carry Christ's light with us?" Sean joined
his fiancé at the hearth. He took a taper from the stack Clay had
prepared and the two of them let their candles from the fire. Then they
cast the tapers back into the blaze. "Granny, would you care to light your
candle now?" The old woman walked over and took the taper and lit it from
the yule log and ignited her candle. She threw her taper into the
fire. "Dad." Leon on went to the fireplace followed one at a time by
Martha, Axel, Mary Liz, Hannah Jane and finally by RJ. The glow of the nine
candles brightened the room.

Clay raised his voice in song, "Silent night, holy night! All is calm, all
is bright. Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child. Holy infant so tender and
mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace."

Then everyone joined in the song, "Silent night, holy night! Shepherds
quake at the sight. Glories stream from heaven afar heavenly hosts sing
Alleluia, Christ the Savior is born! Christ the Savior is born.

Silent night, holy night! Son of God love's pure light. Radiant beams from
Thy holy face With dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus Lord, at Thy birth Jesus
Lord, at Thy birth."

"Thank you everyone," Clay whispered as he hugged Sean.

Granny spoke up, "No thank you Junior. That was one of the most beautiful
thing I've seen and heard."

"It's a Reed -- Walls tradition now Granny," Clay smiled as Sean squeezed
his hand. "Mom how about that dessert? Then maybe we can each pick a song
to sing. You too Axel, I'd love to hear one in Swedish."

"Can we leave the lights off in here?" Hannah asked. "It's so beautiful
with just the lights we have on right now."

"Sure we can Sis. Mom do you need help?" Clay asked as he followed Martha
into the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later the cart entered the family room
filled with Granny's snicker-doodles, Hannah Jane's ginger snaps, Mary
Liz's Oatmeal Raisin cookies and Martha's lussekatter. There was more
coffee as well for everyone. Plates were passed around and everyone sampled
each of the cookies.

Once everyone was served Clay looked at Sean, "Your turn what are singing?"

"I doubt you will know this but since we're starting new traditions I would
like to sing this carol called "The Christ of the Snow."

He stood by the fire and sang, "Carpathian sheep men are dancing tonight,
Carpathian hill folk now follow the light. They're coming from highlands,
they're coming from low, To the shrine in the village, to the Christ of the
Snow, To the Christ of the Snow.

Sing fathers and mothers, sing daughters and sons, Sing shepherds and
gentry, your glad orisons. The Christ child is born now, the shrine is
aglow, Carol hill folk and town folk to the Christ of the Snow, To the
Christ of the Snow."

"Oh Sean that was beautiful," Mary Liz said while gently hugging him.

"Granny, your turn," Clay continued.

Granny led them in "Away in a Manger." Leon picked `The Holly and the Ivy."
Martha chose "We Three Kings." Axel was next.

Axel began, "I will share with you "När det lider mot jul." He
cleared his throat and a strong tenor voice sang, "Det strålar en
stjärna förunderligt blid, i öster på himlen
hon står. Hon lyst över världenes oro och strid i
nära två tusende år. När dagen blir mörk
och när snön faller vit, då skrider hon närmre,
då kommer hon hit, och då vet man, att snart är det
jul.

Ty julen är härlig för stora och små, är
glädje och ljuvaste frid, är klappar och julgran och ringdans
också, är lycka, oändligen blid, är ljus- allas
ögon då stråla som bäst och stjärnorna
tindra som mest och där ljuset är- där är det
jul."

The gathering applauded his song.

"I think is a beautiful song. I will try to give you the English for it. A
star is glowing wondrously gentle In the eastern sky it sits It has been
shining over the unrest and battles of the world for almost two thousand
years When the days grow darker and the white snow falls it draws nearer,
it`s comes to us and then one knows that soon Christmas is here.

For Christmas is enchanting to grown-ups and children alike is joy and
delightful peace is presents and Christmas tree and round dance too is
happiness infinitely sweet is light - everyone's eyes are then sparkling
most and the stars are twinkling most and where the light is - there it is
Christmas."

Martha got up and kissed him on both cheeks. "Thank you. I may ask you to
sing it for my parents tomorrow."

"I would be honored."

Clay spoke up, "Mary Liz."

His sister picked "The Little Drummer Boy." Hannah Jane selected "Joy to
the World." RJ surprised everyone by not picking something goofy and
lifting his tenor voice to lead them in "Hark the Herald Angels Sing."

Granny stood, "This has been one of the best Christmas Eve's in many a year
for me. Thank you my dear ones for including me. I am going to retire
now. RJ, would you help me upstairs please?" The teen hopped up from the
floor where he had been leading against the couch near his mother. He
followed his grandmother from the room.

Martha started gathering the dishes when Sean said, "Mom, Clay and I will
take care of cleaning up. You sit and relax. We have a big day ahead
tomorrow." He started gathering the dishes as those remaining watched the
fire slowly consuming the sputtering and hissing cedar log in the
fireplace. Clay assisted him. Leon added a piece of pine behind it to keep
the heat necessary to dry the wood so it would burn. After the dishes were
done and the cookies put into their canisters the duo returned to the room.

Axel spoke up, "I hope you don't mind but I'm going to retire as well. I
have my alarm set so I can call my parents in Malmo for Christmas."

"Sleep well," Clay said.

Martha added, "Dröm underbara drömmar"

Axel smiled and left the room. After a while Hannah kissed everyone
goodnight and headed upstairs. She reappeared a few minutes later adding
her gifts under the tree. Mary Liz went upstairs with her sister and
returned with her gifts. After adding them she too kissed each person
goodnight.

"What time is it?" Leon asked. "I left my watch upstairs."

Junior gave his Dad one of his wicked grins, "Night time."

"Smart ass."

"Takes one to know one."

"He has you there dear," Martha giggled. "Believe it or not its 10."

"Well Mother shall we adjourn to the bedroom. I gather you're fixing
breakfast for nine and then the men will be setting up the tables the way
you want them for dinner."

"In a minute Father. Sean what time are your family be arriving?"

"I think the Wall of Walls should start showing up around 11."

"That's when my brother and my parents are arriving too. I'm still not sure
how we'll set those tables."

"Well I had a thought. If the weather is good, why don't we set up the
tables up outside? We already have one large table out there."

"Let's sleep on that thought. Here's one more. We gather in the entrance
hall with the dining chairs around the tree for the gift exchange."

"Yes, we'll sleep on it." He stood and kissed Martha and Leon goodnight as
did Clay. Then they sat on the couch and watched the fire burn.

Martha and Leon knocked on the door to the den before opening the door. RJ
slammed his lap top closed with one hand and covered his naked body with
the blanket with the other hand.

"Just wanted to tell you to sleep well," Martha said as she kissed his
forehead. Then she floated out the door.

"Good night horn dog," Leon said as he too kissed his youngster's forehead
and closed the door behind himself.

Sean and Clay sat on the floor near the fire for a while just cuddling
together. Eventually the flame burned low and Clay put the fireplace grill
in front of it. "Ready for bed Chief?"

"Almost, but let's go back to our room."

Inside their room they removed their clothes. Sean sat in one of the
overstuffed chairs in the dressing area. Clay came up behind him and began
massaging his neck and shoulders.

"You feel tense Chief. Is something bothering you?"

"No. Yes. Maybe? If you had told in August as I started this semester that
I would be a homeowner and engaged to be married in less than eight
weeks. I would have told you, you were full of shit. But here we are about
to host a huge family gathering with the only people missing being your
three aunts and their families."

"Are you having second thoughts about us?"

Sean reached for and grabbed Clay's hand and pulled him around the chair
and in front of him. He looked into the brilliant blue eyes. "Absolutely
not! I love you very much. I worry I'm not worthy of you," he admitted.

Clay took Sean's chin in his hand and redirected his lowered eyes towards
his own. "Bull shit! You're an amazing man."

"Really then why did I think I would like to tap Axel's ass today?"

"Same reason I thought the same thing. We're gay and he's one hot piece of
meat," he laughed. Come over here," he said as he pushed the second chair
out of the way. "Sit down there with you back against the wall." Sean did
as requested and Clay sat opposite him. "Now let's touch our feet
together." They did so and Farm Boy spread his legs out so that neither of
the knees were bent up.

"We're going to play a little game called I WOULD... . I'll go first but
you'll get the idea real quick. I would strip Axel naked." He started
jacking his cock. "Your turn."

"I would shove my tongue deep into his mouth," Sean added as he jacked his
own nine inches.

"I would nibble on his nipples with my teeth."

"I would shave his pubes."

"I would nibble on his foreskin," Clay continued.

Sean added, "I would give him a milk and molasses enema."

"I would jack his cock and get it hard."

"I would rim his ass."

Farm Boy continued, "I would blow on his asshole."

"I would vary my rim patterns between stars and zig zags," Sean explained.

"I would swallow his cock to his pubes." Clay was staring intently at Sean
as masturbated. They may have been talking about Axel but they were focused
on each other as well.

"I would use my teeth to nibble his perineum."

"Chief, I love that move and your stubble too. I would finger his ass
open."

"I would give him a prostate massage."

"I would fuck him like a dog."

"I would vary my strokes."

"Oh I love that too Chief. I would pull out and ram my big dick back in."

"I would experiment with different positions like the cowboy or the reverse
cowboy."

"I would double fuck him with you Chief." Clay's voice was getting huskier
as he pounded away at his cock he was also playing with his nipples as he
got further turned on.

"I would use some sex toys in his ass and tits."

"I would stop and let him feel my cock resting inside his body."

"I'd ask him what he's feeling and enjoying."

"I'd fist him," Clay declared as he shot his load into the air.

"I'd make sure he came," Sean added

"I'd lick up his spunk."

At that moment Sean also came in one large blast of semen that hit Farm
Boy's left knee. The two men sat there on the floor drenched in cum and
sweat.

"Great game Clay. First time I've played it. We'll need to try it again
sometime."

"We can dirty talk to each other too. I learned to play it from another
jock in high school but we did it talking about the head cheerleader."

"I'm ready for bed now," Sean said getting up. He held out a hand to Clay
who pulled himself to his feet. They walked hand in hand to their bed and
crawled in. Phones went on chargers, lights were turned out and Farm Boy
backed his ass into Chief's groin. They settled in for a long winter's nap.

Sean was dreaming of something about his grandparents when three were three
sharp raps on their bedroom door. He sprang from his bed to see who it was
and what was wrong.

Leon was at the door. "You two going to sleep all day? Its 7AM on Christmas
morning."

"Oh my God I slept in," Sean whined.

"Not to worry, Mother and I have been doing this for years. Join us as soon
as you can." Leon turned and headed back to the kitchen.

"Clay wake up! We slept in!" Chief jumped on top of his lover and started
tickling him.

The sleeping red head struggled to respond to the tickling and the abrupt
wake up. "OK, OK! Get off me!" Shaking his head, he turned to face Sean and
gave him one of his radiant morning smiles. "Morning Chief! I love
you. Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas Farm Boy! Our first in our new home and in our
relationship."

"Guess we better get up. There will be lots to do."

"Yes your Dad just came to the door."

"O wow! I never heard a thing. I must have really been out of it."

"We'll shower later because we have to set up tables."

"OK Chief," Clay sat up on the side of the bed.

The two dressed in shorts and tee shirts and padded barefoot into the
kitchen. The Reeds were up and Martha was directing the kitchen. RJ was
using the food processor to grind the gizzards. Mary Elizabeth was melting
butter in the large skillet with onions and celery in it. Hannah Jane was
cubing the dried bed. Martha was rinsing the turkey she had been
brining. Leon was mixing pancake batter.

"What do we need to do Mom," Clay asked.

"Morning Junior, Sean. Sean you wanted to add things to the gizzard
stuffing. I forgot what they were."

After the gizzards are cooked with the celery, onions, and butter; we'll
add them to the bread. That's when we'll add a diced apple and a cup of
raisins."

"Oh that's easy. So you two set the dining room table for breakfast.
Coffee is on and as soon as we have this bird stuffed your Dad will start
the pancakes."

"Mother, where are the spices kept. I need allspice for the mix."

"In the cabinet on the left," Martha pointed with a movement of her
head. Leon retrieved the allspice. RJ gave Mary Liz the gizzards. Hannah
had the bread ready for the mixture.

Hannah got an apple out of the refrigerator. "Sean do I peel it?" He shook
his head no. She started dicing the apple.

Within a few minutes the gizzards mixture was added to the bread. Hannah
tossed in the diced apple and the raisins. The two sisters used two large
spoons to stir the mixture mixing in the ingredients. Martha expertly
stuffed both ends of the turkey and used metal staves to hold things
together. RJ held the oven bag as his mother slipped the bird into it. She
added a stick of butter to the top of the bird before sealing the bag. They
placed the bird into the roaster oven.

The two sisters were cleaning up from the morning prep and washing down the
areas which the turkey may have been in contact. RJ was getting out orange
juice and butter and jam to take to the table for breakfast. Clay and Sean
had finished setting the table. Sean was making coffee and Clay was making
toast. Martha began making crème fraiche. Leon was cooking pancakes
on the grill top of the stove.

Clay got out a bowl from the refrigerator which contained a mixture of
citrus. He put it in the microwave and warmed it. He carried it and the
tray with the toast into the dining room. Sean had brought in the two
coffee carafes. Martha added the crème fraiche. Mary Liz and Hannah
helped their father carry in plates of pancakes.

"I made everyone 4 pancakes," Leon announced.  "Who is saying the
blessing?"

"May I," RJ asked. Everyone looked stunned.

"Sure," Sean agreed.

"Thank you for this food on this Christmas morning. May God bless us, each
and every one. Amen."

"Amen."

"That was very sweet, son," Martha noted as she smiled lovingly at her
youngest. RJ beamed.

The family buttered their pancakes and toast. The citrus mixture was put on
top of the pancake followed by the crème fraiche. It was a very
festive yet simple meal.

"Have you decided how to group the tables?" Martha inquired.

"I had a thought last night," Sean started. "If we set up the two dining
tables in the family room and the kitchen table in the dining room we could
have three smaller tables which would encourage more interaction without
having to yell down the table."

Granny and Axel game into the dining room. "I kept y'all's warm in the
kitchen. Please have a seat and I'll fetch them for you," Leon stated.

"Granny you missed a very sweet prayer led by RJ this morning."

"Did I now. Well he'll have to tell me what he said a bit later."

"I hope you slept well Axel," Clay said.

"Ja, like a stone. Very comfortable. Tack," he replied smiling.

Leon returned with the plated breakfasts for his mother and their Swedish
guest. They planned out their activities for the morning to prepare for
their guests. Sean began taking his plate and utensils to the kitchen when
the Rice family arrived. "Morning Miss Ethel, George, Tom! Merry
Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas Andreas!" They said almost in unison.

"I'm ready to work. What needs doing?" Ethel said as she pulled out her
apron from her bag. "Tom you put the presents under the tree. Daddy you put
my cider glazed carrots and the deviled eggs in the refrigerator." She set
to work reviewing the menu before calling to Andreas. "Andreas, may I have
a minute of your time?"

"Sure Ethel. How can I help?" I just want to be clear about what we're
cooking today. I see the birds in the roaster already."

"Yes Ma'am."

"So we need to get going on the thyme honey glazed ham and the rack of
lamb."

"That sounds about right. Martha is making the cabbage and apple salad. Mom
is making tjukklefse. Martha's brother is bringing the makings of Glogg. My
grandparents are bringing the Christ bread. We need to make the Avgolemono
and the sweet potatoes. Clay's aunt is bringing au gratin potatoes. Granny
made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies yesterday. The girls and Martha made
snickerdoodles. My grandmother is bringing Melomakarona. Clay's cousin is
bringing ginger bread and a pecan pie."

The doorbell rang. Clay answered and welcomed the wall of Walls into the
house. Merry Christmas greetings rang out through the house as Andreas'
family greeted everyone and dropped presents under the tree. Clay
introduced Axel to everyone.

Ethel told Andreas everything was under control as Martha and Andrea moved
into the kitchen to help. Sean suggested the men rearrange the
furniture. Before long all three tables were in the family room and the
family room furniture was relocated to the dining room. Clay's sisters
spread the table cloths and started laying out the plates, glassware and
utensils. They then started folding the napkins into Christmas trees
placing one on each plate. Ethel provided the seating chart and name tags
were soon attached to each place.

At 10:30 Clay's grandparents, aunt and uncle and his cousin and his partner
had arrived. They were followed shortly by Andreas' grandparents. Alexander
pulled Andreas to the side. "Have you noticed the pile of gifts?" He
pointed at the tree. Presents were stacked behind the tree to about 5 feet
and sloped down on either side of the tree and across the front. "I suggest
that you start presents before dinner."

"Give me a few minutes and we'll do just that," Andreas agreed. "Clay,
would you start gathering everyone in the entrance hall and living room?
Men can bring chairs for the ladies and except for our grandfathers the
rest of the men can sit on the floor." Sean slipped into his bedroom and
started changing into the Santa outfit he had put together for the day. Ten
minutes later Clay knocked on the door.

"Chief, why is the door locked? We're ready to start passing out presents."

"Go sit down with the others. Ask my Dad to lead the singing of "Here Comes
Santa Claus."

Clay returned to the entrance hall and whispered Sean's request to
Alexander. Alexander started the carol and all of the Walls chimed in
followed shortly by the rest of the guests. Clay kept focused on the
hallway leading to the master bedroom.

Sean suddenly appeared through the French doors leading to the family
room. He jumped into the room and struck a pose by the tree. He was clad in
skin tight black leather boots that ran up to his knees. He wore Christmas
red 4 inch shorts trimmed in white fur. His shirt was a short sleeve button
down which matched the shorts also with white fur trimming. Upon his head
he wore a Santa hat with sleigh bells attached.

"Merry Christmas everyone! Have you all been very good boys and girls?" He
was greeted with howls of laughter and applause. "Santa is going to appoint
some special helpers to assist him in distributing the gifts. The head elf
is going to be Clay." He walked over and put a green elf cap on Farm Boy's
head. "He will be assisted by Hannah Jane," he handed her, her hat, "and
RJ," he handed Robert his elf hat. "You may choose to open your gifts as
you get them or wait till everyone has their gifts and open
together. Elves, if you please let's begin." For the next 20 minutes Santa
and his helpers distributed the huge pile of presents around the room. Axel
was surprised when he got his first gift. He was shocked to see that he had
a total of four gifts to open.

"I see everyone wanted to wait," Santa Andreas commented. "Ready, set,
open!" The room was filled with the sounds of wrapping paper being ripped
open. Exclamations of surprise and gratitude resonated around the room.

Leon went to the pantry and brought back two black garbage bags. "Y'all
know the drill. Clean up time!" The Reeds began gathering their ripped
Christmas wrapping paper crumpling it up and putting it in the trash. The
Walls and Rices followed suit. Within minutes the clutter was cleared
away. George carried the filled bags outside to the trash.

"Dinner is in about an hour Ethel announced. We're going to be using the
outdoor kitchen to warm up dishes that need oven time. Ladies shall we make
sure everything is ready?"

"We'll be in, in a minute Ethel," Martha stated as she carried her
Christmas gifts upstairs. Her daughters followed after her. Leon gathered
up his mother's gifts and took them upstairs to her room. RJ took his gifts
into the den. Tom gathered up the gifts they had received and packed them
in a bag his mother had thought to bring along. Then he took them out to
their car. The Walls also moved their gifts out to their vehicles.

Axel was talking with Clay's grandparents in Swedish. He was wearing the
Stallions ski cap on his head and had the scarf Granny had knitted for him
wrapped around his neck.

The men began moving chairs back to the tables. Martha's brother mixed the
Glogg and began warming it. Leon lay in new kindling and restarted the Yule
log in the fireplace. Those not working in the kitchen were visiting in the
living room or in the make shift family room. Clay gave a tour to those
family members who wanted one.

At 1:00 pm Ethel, Andrea and Martha pulled the various meat dishes out to
give them time to rest before the meal. Twenty minutes later everyone took
their place behind their chairs at the tables.

Andreas led the prayer as head of the house. "I chose for this afternoon a
poem written by Robert Lewis Stevenson. Let us join hands and bow our
heads.

Loving Father, Help us remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in
the song of the angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and worship of the
wise men.

Close the door of hate and open the door of love all over the world.  Let
kindness come with every gift and good desires with every greeting.
Deliver us from evil by the blessing which Christ brings, and teach us to
be merry with clear hearts.

May the Christmas morning make us happy to be thy children, and Christmas
evening bring us to our beds with grateful thoughts, forgiving and
forgiven, for Jesus' sake. Amen."

"Amen," sounded around the table.

"Papu, will you break the Christ Bread for us?"

"Yaya, you help me," Papu directed his wife. She got up and brought the
huge loaf of bread into the room on the beverage cart. "Yaya baked it last
night." Papu picked up a large knife. "Andreas you must help as head of
this house." Sean joined his grandparents and laid his hand on top of his
grandfather's.

Papu first drew the knife across the down beam of the cross before drawing
the knife across the crossbeam. He then cut the bread so that each person
present received a piece. Yaya spooned a mixture of honey and figs on each
person's bread plate.

Clay led the way for his table to fill their plates at the buffet set up in
the kitchen. As more people filled their plates there was less
talking. Sean was the last to serve himself. As he came back to his seat,
RJ was leading the way for seconds. As more people finished the dinner
conversation picked up.

Eventually Martha spoke up, "Ladies shall we take our coffee in the living
room?" She stood and led the way. As the women left, the men began clearing
the table and cleaning up from the meal.

Clay's cousin fixed take home boxes from the left overs for each
family. Alexander divided up cookies for each family to share. Leon oversaw
the tables being placed back in their correct places and the table from the
attic being taken out for storage in the stable. Nicholas divided up the
remaining Glogg into small plastic bottles Martha's brother and brought
along.  By 4:30 everything was back to normal.

No sooner had Sean and Clay sat down in the family room to chat with Clay's
cousin when Yaya and Papu came in to say goodbye.

"Leaving so soon?" Andreas asked.

"This old man can't drive too well at night," Yaya commented pointing at
her husband.

"You need to talk old woman! A cloud passes over the sun and you're turning
on lights because you can't see."

Andreas hugged them as they began saying goodbye. Then others began to
prepare to leave. By 6:00 pm only Sean, Clay and Axel remained in the huge
house.

"It seems empty," Clay stated as he sat next to Sean on the couch watching
the fire. "We're glad you stayed Axel. Do you mind if we follow our house
rules?"

"What are house rules?"

"When at home we are nude," Clay answered.

"Ja, I don't mind being nude," he commented as he took off the ski cap and
scarf for the first time since he put them on during the gift exchange. He
stood and stripped off his clothing folding each piece and placing it on
the back of his chair. Sean and Clay were quick to follow. Axel sat back
down in his chair and smiled at the two men.

"In Sweden we are not so bashful about being naked in public. We have many
nude beaches and even in the cities it is not unusual to see someone sun
bathing in the parks on a sunny day.  It is not so here though as I learned
on my first trip to New York City. I was in Central Park and was about to
remove my shorts as I saw a woman sunbathing nude near some rocks. The
police arrived just then and arrested her for public indecency. I told my
employer we should issue some guidelines about cultural differences between
Sweden and the United States before sending someone here for the first
time."

"It's the Pilgrims' fault. They were too puritanical," Sean allowed.

"I meant to ask, if it's not too personal, why your family calls you
Andreas and Clay's family calls you Sean."

"My full name is Sean Andreas Walls. I am Greek and Norwegian. Everyone in
my family are known by their Greek name within the family out of deference
to Papu and Yaya. Only my parents are exempt as their first names are both
Greek in origin."

"Tack. I understand. We are developing more standard names in Sweden
too. Two hundred years ago I would have been called Axel Olafsson and my
sister would be Marta Olafsdotter. My children would be say Magnus Axelsson
or Marta Axelsdotter. It can be very confusing."

"So I'd be Leon Leonsson," Clay offered.

"Ja, that is so."

"Would you care to sit with us on the couch?" Clay inquired.

"Ja, very much so," He stood and approached the two men who were scooting
apart to make room for him. Axel settled in between them and sighed. "This
feels good." He leaned his head against Clay's shoulder while Sean put his
arm around the Swede's shoulders. "This is my first Christmas away from
home. I am very appreciative of being welcomed here. I enjoyed very much
the food and the conversations, especially with Mormor and Morfar." He
paused a bit as just breathed deeply as they all watched the yule log
burning in the fireplace. "I also am very thankful for the ski cap from
you, the hand knit scarf from Granny, the Bach Choir Christmas music CD
from the Walls and the picture album from the Reeds. It made me feel
welcomed and loved. Everything Christmas is to us at home." Axel's hands
began gently rubbing his hosts' thighs.

Farm Boy raised his right arm to put it around Axel when the Swede buried
his nose in Clay's armpit and breathed deeply before letting out a
contented sigh.

"I was hoping to find out how you smelled. Your swimsuit only smells of
chlorine," Axel confessed. "I get off on how people smell,..." As if to
illustrate his point his penis rose into an impressive erection, about
seven inches but very thick. Clay left his armpit exposed as Axel added,
"and taste," he licked Farm Boy's sweaty armpit hair as his cock pumped out
a drop of boy snot.

Sean reached over and jacked Axel's cock and Axel returned the favor while
continuing to lap and suck at Clayton's armpit. His head dipped lower and
licked tentatively at the quarterback's right nipple. Seeing Clay's cock
rising in response he started sucking on the tit in earnest. He let go of
Sean's cock and started playing with Farm Boy's left nipple with his right
hand.

Sean started jacking Axel's cock while the Swede licked his way down to
Clay's groin. He buried his nose at the meeting place of cock and balls and
just breathed deeply. He repositioned himself so his ass was pointed in
Wall's direction. "Gentlemen, may I suggest we adjourn to out bedroom."

"Great idea Chief. Axel, I suggest you retrieve my speedo if you brought it
with you. Perhaps I can add to its scent for you tonight."

"Ja, good idea! I will return fast." The Swede dashed from the room and up
the stairs. Sean and Clay kissed and headed to their bedroom. They could
hear Axel moving around above them. They also heard the toilet flush in his
bedroom suite before the Swede moved back down the hall. Within a few
minutes he was knocking at their open bedroom door.

"You're expected," Clay commented. Axel entered wearing Farm Boy's speedo
on his head and a big smile on his face. His cock pointed out from his body
toward the two men relining on their bed. When he got to the bed he dropped
his head and the speedo's fell in front of the quarterback's crotch.

Smiling, Clayton picked up the speedos and pulled them on. His erect cock
stuck out above the top. "That should get some good musk on them for you
and I know at least a little cock snot must have dribbled on the, as well."

Axel knelt on the floor and pulled Reed's feet toward his face. He inhaled
deeply before beginning to lick and suckle each toe. Clay giggled at the
sensation. Sean decided he was going to enter the picture s well and
started rubbing his boy's right tit which got Clay's attention right
away. He turned toward his lover and pulled him closer and started kissing
him.

At first Farm Boy kissed Sean's eyebrows, then his eyes and his nose. He
kissed his cheeks before finally placing little pecks along his chin and
lips. Clay was aware that Axel's head was in his crotch. He could feel the
Swedes deep breaths. He had never met someone so turned on by odors.

The quarterback whispered in Sean's ear, "Let's get in our double
penetration position and see if we can get our friend here to suck both our
cocks." Walls nodded and repositioned himself on the bed. Clay pulled back
and lifted his legs before stripping off the swim suit. He positioned one
leg under Sean's leg and one over the other. He grasped the two cocks
together and snapped his fingers at Axel then pointed to the two cocks.

The Swede was bewildered at first but moved closer to the two pricks and
sniffed. There were definitely two different odors. He recognized the scent
from Clay's groin and reasoned the lighter sweeter odor must be from
Sean's. He buried his nose into their balls and breathed deeply.

"Axel, you have seen and smelled now its tome to taste," Clay stated.

"Ja, it is," he agreed. Opening his jaws wide he lowered his mouth over the
two cock heads and let his tongue tease the slits of each penis. He then
swatted Clay's hand away and took Sean's cock into his mouth. He bobbed up
and down on it until he had it lodged deep in his throat.  Then he switched
to the quarterback's dick. He kept that up for over twenty minutes. He then
stopped and rearranged his two hosts on the bed.

Axel pushed Clay's legs back over his head. Getting on all fours the Swede
first sniffed the Quarterback's asshole before kissing it. He then began
rimming Farm Boy's ass enjoying both the smell and the taste he was
experiencing.

Axel wiggled his ass at Sean who took the hint and started rimming his
Swedish visitor. After only five minutes Axel dropped Clay's legs and spun
around. He positioned the quarterback's cock at his ass and sat down. A
long sigh escaped his mouth.

Sean watched as Axel fucked and bucked his ass on Farm Boy's prick. He
stood up on the bed and presented his own dripping cock to the Swede, whose
eyes were closed as he savored the cock in his ass. Chief slapped the
Scandinavian's face with his prick leaving splotches of cock snot on it.

Axel's eyes flew opened. He smiled and opened his mouth to accept another
dick into his body. Sean grabbed the Swede's head and began face fucking
it. Clay meanwhile was enjoying the view of Axel's ass riding up and down
on his cock and alternately grinding down on the 9 inches of man meat in
his ass.

"Chief, I don't think this is this boy's first rodeo."

"What makes you think that Farm Boy?"

"He took to deep throating us real quick and his ass is gobbling my dick
with only the spit you put into it."

"Is that a fact!"

"Maybe we should see if he can take both of cocks up that ass?"

Axel nodded his head and wiggled his ass. He let Sean's cock plop out of
his mouth. "Oh yes, please. I love having my ass stretched!" He pulled up
and off Clay's cock as his ass sucked in air to fill the large void in his
rectum and colon.

Chief and Farm Boy rearranged themselves again and brought their cocks
together. Axel lubed up his ass with the clove oil. He pulled the old
condom off Clay and put new Magnums on both the cocks his ass was about to
swallow.

Sean suggested, "Put a third condom over the two. It will help hold our
cocks together as you slide down on them."

"Will it break?"

"If it does, each dick is wearing its own raincoat."

"Ja, that is true Sir." The Swede ripped open the third magnum and
stretched it wide to cover both cock heads and rolled it down about three
inches. Axel positioned himself in a squat over the two human spears
beneath him. Taking a deep breath he lowered his ass to touch their
cock-heads. Blowing out his breath he let his body sink down. He pushed out
as if taking a shit and his ass bloomed open and admitted the two cock
heads.

Axel stopped and let his ass get use to the stretch for a few minutes. Clay
pulled a pillow under his head and lifted his arms up and put his hands
under the pillow. He was concentrating on the sensations of his cock head
being embraced by the warmth of the Swede's body and the proximity to his
Chief's dick. Sean used his arms to prop himself up a bit so he could watch
the businessman should he experience any trouble.

Axel lowered his ass down further and sighed again until both dicks were
grasped by his ass-lips. Sean lay back on the bed and put his hands under
his head. The Swede began fucking himself on the two cocks.

The owners of the two pricks smiled in pleasure as their dicks were being
gripped by the Swede's intestinal lining and against each other. Axel
slowly picked up speed. A few minutes later the businessman shifted himself
and began rotating his ass on the double dicks. Ever so slowly he began an
around the world fuck. As he faced Sean he grabbed his own hard dick and
started jacking on it.

"You go boy, jerk that prick," Reed encouraged him.

Axel beat his meat. He was turned on the smells, feelings and the mind fuck
he was experiencing. He continued his trip around the world. Each time he
stopped he jerked his dick more.  When he finally faced Clay he doubled his
efforts in both fucking himself and jacking off. He felt hands on his waist
as he was pulled down and held from behind. Sean was shooting his load.
Clay felt his Sir's dick pulsing out its load and his erupted next.

Axel let his weight sink down on the two cocks. He looked at Clay's smiling
face and sparkling eyes and shot a massive was of semen that hit the
quarterback's chin. He shuddered through two more anal orgasms as his dick
leaked out more of his jizz. The threesome stayed connected and enjoyed the
afterglow of their orgasms.

Axel leaned forward and began licking up his spunk from Clay's body. Sean's
cock plopped out first with his condom intact. When Clay's slid out a few
minutes later it too was in its condom. The third condom was not to be
seen. Axel rolled to lie beside the quarterback and breathed in his armpit
funk.

"You are fucking amazing Axel," Clay acknowledged.

"Ja, I am a good at being a bottom. My girlfriend says I am good at
intercourse. She likes when I perform cunnilingus."

"You should try to get that broken condom out Axel," Sean advised.

"Nej, it will pass. It has been a long day. May I sleep here?" Clay looked
to Sean. They had never discussed having a third in their bed overnight.

"We don't share our bed overnight. It disturbs our rest. However, we can
fix you a bed I bet you would enjoy on the floor next to Clay's side of the
bed," Walls responded. Both Axel and Farm Boy looked intrigued. Why don't
you run upstairs and get a pillow from the orange room while we get your
bed ready," Sean suggested.

"Ja, I'll be right back." Axel headed for the stairs.

"Get your trainers, dirty sock and gym clothes Clay," Sean
instructed. While Farm Boy did as he had been instructed, Chief retrieved
two blankets from the linen closet. He positioned one blanket on the floor
next to the bed. Clay deposited his trainers and soiled clothing at the top
of the blanket. "That should either help him sleep or keep him up all
night," Walls laughed.

"What is reason for laughing?" Axel inquired as he entered the bedroom with
a pillow.

Sean, looking a little sheepish replied, "I was imagining your reaction to
the bed we've made for you. I was wondering if you'll sleep soundly
smelling Clay's shoes and dirty clothes or be awake all night
masturbating."

Axel looked at the bed. Ge laughed too. "I'll let you know in the morning."
The businessman got down on the floor and covered himself with the second
blanket, laid his head on the pillow and gathered the quarterbacks dirty
socks, jocks, and clothes around his head. He brought a sneaker to his nose
and breathed deeply. Sean and Clay retired to their bed, turned off the
lights and spooned into each other.

When Clay awoke he saw it was 6 AM. He carefully moved Sean's arm, which
hugged him, and slipped off the end of the bed so he wouldn't step on
Axel. When he returned from the bathroom a few minutes later he noticed the
blankets had been folded and left at the foot of the bed. Axel wasn't on
the floor.

Clay left the bedroom and looked around the first floor. Everything was as
it had been left. He figured Axel had gone back to his room. Farm Boy
started making coffee and took the time to water the two trees. He fixed a
cup for Sean and placed it beside him on his nightstand. Farm Boy returned
to the kitchen and fixed his coffee. After taking a few sips he decided to
check again on Axel, so he walked upstairs and down the hall to the orange
room. The door was open.

Clay walked to the open door and looked inside. The light streaming in
through the windows showed the bed was empty. It had been stripped and the
sheets stuffed into a pillow case. Clay hit the light switch and flooded
the room with the overhead light. Axel was indeed gone. "That son of a
bitch," Clay thought. He noticed a card on the bed. He opened it and saw a
note penned in very neat and precise block letters, "God morgon! Clay and
Sean. I slept well until 4:35. I did, how you say, jack off, when I
awoke. Then I remembered I have a business meeting at 10. I regret not
being able to thank you in person for hosting me in your home. I enjoyed
meeting all of your family. You both made my Jul special. For that I will
always think fondly of you. I hope someday we will meet again. My personal
phone number is 41-40-210-000123. Again I appreciate your hospitality, the
gifts and the very personal time we shared. Tack så mycket! Axel
Blondell, Malmö , Sverige."

Farm Boy tucked the card into the pillow case and carried the dirty linens
downstairs as he sipped his coffee. He placed the card on the breakfast bar
for Sean to read then started the laundry.  Going back upstairs he stripped
the bedding from the other rooms and carried it all downstairs. He looked
through the left overs and put together a breakfast of ham, deviled eggs
and various cookies.

Sean padded out of the bedroom and joined Clay in the kitchen. "Morning
lover, where's our Swedish friend?"

"Should be half way to Boca Raton by now. There's a card on the breakfast
bar. He was gone when I got up at 6."

Chief sat down at the breakfast bar and read the note. "Well at least he
left a note." He sipped at his coffee. Clay placed the breakfast dish in
front of Sean and then moved around the counter to sit next to him. They
ate quietly. "We need to add some music. The house is too quiet!" He
reached for his phone and used the Pandora app to play Christmas
music. "Much better."

"Chief, I think we really nailed it."

"What do you mean Farm Boy?"

"Oh just about everything, the house, the move, the holiday and always the
sex. Life with you is just so right."

"That's because we're together. It's going to make every day seem like the
most wonderful time of the year."