By Quentin Collins (hauptwerk88@gmail.com)

© BJB Conglomerated Media

 

This story is fictitious and takes place in a fantastic realm where inconvenient physical, biological, medical, legal, and moral strictures don't exist. It is intended only for the entertainment of those who are legally permitted to access and read it.

The author does not promote or condone unsafe, coercive, or illegal activities. Instead, the author promotes and condones love, joy, and imagination.

Life at Warren Hill

Chapter Twenty-Five

Saturday, Noon, Lenny Putnam's date with Yu-Jin & Yu-Joon, part one

Thirty-three years can be a long time at the same job. But, for Leonard "Lenny" Putnam, it has gone by in a flash. That's how it goes when you love teaching and feel as if you can make a difference in the lives of your students. Lenny was twenty-two years old when he was hired as a part-time photography teacher in the art department of the newly launched Hulstlander Academy.

The Academy, formerly the Richland Academy for Boys, had been purchased by Pieter de Graaf the previous year, the grandfather of the school's current principal, Jacob Graaf. Pieter, a thirty-five-year-old progressive educator who emigrated from the Netherlands, named the academy after a breed of rabbit bred by his brother.

Lenny started part-time after completing his master's in photography at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. Pieter asked him to commit to teaching two days per week, allowing Lenny to pursue freelance photography opportunities. It also gave him time to enroll for an education certificate in arts education at the University of South Carolina.

Three years into his teaching career, Lenny asked Pieter if he could go full-time. The request was granted immediately. There hasn't been a moment's regret.

As he drove his Mercedes Bruce Banner van – a converted Sprinter – toward Warren Hill, the fifty-five-year-old teacher contemplated the thousands of boys he taught at Hulstlander and how the school had evolved and grown over the years. When he started, there were about forty boys in each Upper School class. The school now has an enrollment cap of two hundred for each of the four years and recently has been turning away as many boys as it enrolls.

Pieter de Graaf was proud of the liberal and progressive ethos of the school. Still, Lenny knew that even Pieter, now sixty-nine years old and retired, was surprised at how much more liberal it has gotten under his thirty-eight-year-old grandson Jacob's leadership.

Jacob's father, Wim de Graaf, who is the same age as Lenny, is an author who spends most of his time back in the Netherlands. He never had an interest in running the academy, although he supports its mission.

Lenny thought about the dozens of sessions he spent in the school's suite of twenty "recharging stations" or napping rooms, complete with a queen-size bed and private bath. An online scheduling system allows a teacher or staff member to reserve a space on behalf of a student once per day. The student can spend up to forty-five minutes in the room, either alone or with up to three companions. The student can request specific companions or be matched randomly with someone willing to provide a requested activity, such as cuddling, kissing, massage, oral or anal coupling.

The photography teacher enjoyed cuddling sessions the most, whether clothed or naked, as the boy requested. Lenny would rarely doze off. Instead, he watched his cuddling companions relax into sleep as they received soft kisses in the gentle embrace of a man who wanted nothing more than their comfort.

But he also enjoyed penetrating boys anally and showing them the joys of a slow build-up to their release rather than the frenzied race to the finish typical of most teens.

Several students told him they feel more relaxed and recharged after forty minutes of Lenny's languorous lovemaking than if they had slept during their session. Nothing can improve one's mood more than a lover who is both talented and single-mindedly committed to his partner's pleasure.

******

Those thoughts brought him around to Yu-Joon Bok, the eighteen-year-old footman from Warren Hill whom he met a few days ago. Yu-Joon accompanied Drew and Bunny on their tour of Hulstlander Academy, which included a stop in Lenny's photo studio. He was struck immediately by the first-generation Korean-American teen's physical beauty and physique, as he wore the footman's typical "out" uniform of only black velvet slippers and white cotton gloves. Lenny also sensed that Yu-Joon was a gentle but adventurous spirit.

Lenny's impression was confirmed when Yu-Joon asked to go on a picnic by the lake as their first date so they could watch the rowers practice. He also asked to include his twenty-year-old brother Yu-Jin, whom Lenny would be meeting shortly.

The Mercedes van turned into a driveway off Rabbit Run and stopped on the grey granite pavers. A platinum rolling gate flanked by gleaming white marble walls sat in front of him with Chinese characters etched into the wide basketweave pattern of the solid gate. Lenny wondered what the inscription said.

"Good morning Mister Putnam," a voice came seemingly out of nowhere. "Welcome to Warren Hill. Yu-Jin and Yu-Joon will meet you at the main entrance. Just follow the drive to the American and gay pride flags flying atop the front tower."

The gate rolled away with a whisper. Lenny proceeded slowly, taking in the gorgeous landscape. The hand-pruned and trimmed plantings and groundcover looked simultaneously indigenous and immaculately maintained.

As he crested a moderate rise in the curving drive, Lenny passed under the flower-covered words of greeting hung from Lucite gates set up for Skyler Bleue's arrival. Yu-Joon told him about Sky when they made arrangements for their date. He couldn't help but smile at the effort put forth by the Warren Hill staff to welcome a new friend.

Lenny parked under the port cochere and exited his van, tugging the straight hem of his linen shirt printed with broad vertical stripes in muted shades of green and adjusting his raw cotton drawstring shorts. Yu-Joon told him to dress for a casual picnic and to wear something easily removed. He didn't know if his date was joking or not.

The glass doors opened, and a strikingly handsome Black man exited wearing only a scant bright orange sarong low on his pubis. The silk voile garment wasn't much wider than a scarf and did little to obscure his nakedness.

"Please come in from the heat, Mister Putnam. I am Jaleel Hawkins, a footman just like Yu-Jin and Yu-Joon. They will be with you in a few minutes."

The photographer followed Jaleel into the Entrance Hall and took a moment to gawk at the ancient Chinese military armor and artwork adorning the walls of the four-story hall. He looked to his right to see preparations in progress in the main Reception Room and decided to take a seat on a cushioned bench on the opposite side of the Entrance Hall, at the edge of the Games Room.

He turned to face the front doors and smiled nervously at Jaleel before sitting. "I am sorry that I am early. I hope that I'm not in the way. Yu-Joon told me about the arrival of a new friend, and I certainly don't want to be underfoot."

Jaleel smiled warmly. "Nonsense, sir, you are most welcome any time. I am happy to be able to meet the man who set my friend's heart a-flutter. Ah, here is my husband and fellow footman, Marcus Beck, the Teutonic Wonder."

The six-foot-three blond muscleman arrived carrying a silver tray with four heavy crystal tumblers. His see-through sarong was bright purple. "I am pleased to welcome you to Warren Hill, Mister Putnam," Marcus said sincerely. "Would you care for a beverage? I have sparkling ginger limeade, still watermelon water, iced tea, and sparkling blueberry lemonade," he indicated each of the tumblers with his gloved hand. "Or I can offer anything else you might desire."

Marcus watched as Lenny's eyes danced between the blueberry lemonade and the watermelon water. He finally reached for the latter, stating, "I don't want to ruin my appetite. You shouldn't have troubled yourself making these delicious-looking drinks."

"No trouble at all, sir," Marcus replied, handing Lenny a cloth napkin to catch the condensation from the ice-cold glass.

The footman returned to the kitchen with the untouched drinks, tapping on the blueberry lemonade as he removed his gloves. The kitchen staff knew to pack a container of that into the picnic basket they were assembling for the Bok brothers.

Marcus returned to the Entrance Hall, now wearing only his sarong, and took his place by the front door opposite his husband. Both men smiled at Lenny, who nervously sipped his watermelon drink as he wiggled his toes in his canvas loafers.

******

Several minutes passed until Jaleel noticed the brothers Bok coming into the Stair Hall from the other bedroom on the first floor, where they had been getting ready. The footman did not say anything, leaving it to Yu-Jin and Yu-Joon to announce their presence.

Lenny sensed movement to his left and saw the brothers walk into the Entrance Hall. He stood, set down his drink on a small side table, and placed his hands over his heart as he tried to contemplate his good fortune.

Like Lenny, the brothers wore canvas loafers. Unlike Lenny, they wore little else.

Eighteen-year-old Yu-Joon, whom Lenny had met before, smiled as Lenny kissed his manicured right hand, noticing Yu-Joon's jewelry.

The teen had a simple gold ring on the middle finger of his right hand. It was attached to two thin gold chains that crisscrossed over the back of his hand before linking to a gold cuff bracelet inset with square-cut rubies.

A similar cuff without chains adorned his left bicep. Round rubies dangled from inch-long chains in his pierced earlobes. A matching ruby was set in the center link of Yu-Joon's gold penis lasso, which he had fastened around the foreskin at the base of his corona on his five-inch flaccid penis. The ends of the lasso hung unevenly three and four inches below, each terminated with a gold bead.

Simple star-shaped gold wire nipple clamps encircled the nubs on each of his well-developed pecs.

Both brothers stood just over six feet and were lean and well-defined. Yu-Jin was adorned similarly to his brother, except his jewelry featured emeralds instead of rubies. His baby brother had to convince the less outgoing older sibling to wear the penis lasso, which Yu-Jin thought was too showy.

They both had wide, mounded shoulders and equally mounded chests that tapered to narrow hips. Their abs were flat with ridges above the naval but smooth below down to their genitals.

Like his younger brother, Yu-Jin removed all the hair below the ears (which stuck out adorably) from his burnished gold body. Both sported center parts in their black hair, but Yu-Jin's hair was moderately wavy while Yu-Joon's was straight.

Their hair accented their high and broad cheekbones that contrasted with their narrow, somewhat pointed chins. Both had flawless complexions from head to toe.

They both had tight round butts that sat atop impressively developed thighs. Their leg development might have been accentuated by the fact that their gams were proportionately short for men of their overall stature.

As Lenny scanned both beautiful young men, he understood why people mistook them for twins even though Yu-Jin was eighteen months older. He admired both in silence until Yu-Joon spoke.

"Oh, goodness. Forgive my manners. Leonard Putnam, I am pleased to introduce you to my cherished brother, Yu-Jin Bok."

Lenny kissed Yu-Jin's hand, causing the twenty-year-old to blush. "I am honored to meet you, Mister Bok, and am grateful that you agreed to join me. I look forward to making your acquaintance."

Yu-Joon's full lips split into a wide smile as he watched his brother blush even more profoundly than before. The shy brother kept his gaze lowered, so he couldn't see that Lenny was looking at him with such longing that the poor photographer's eyes misted over.

Yu-Joon took pity on both of them.

"My dear brother felt obligated to come along, if for no other reason than to try to keep me from misbehaving. If I'm honest, I have to confess that I don't have an unblemished record."

Everyone chuckled. Yu-Jin finally looked into Lenny's eyes. "That is mostly true. But my brother has been talking about you almost nonstop for the past three days. I had to agree to join you just to see if you were for real. I've never heard him gush about any man the way he talks about you.

Now it was Lenny and Yu-Joon who were blushing.

Yu-Jin kissed his brother on the lips for a moment. When he tried to turn away, he felt a tug on his penis.

"See, brother? I knew I shouldn't have worn this ostentatious claptrap," Yu-Jin complained. "Now we're knotted together."

Yu-Joon laughed. "The lassos are just twisted around each other. Lenny, would you do us the kindness of sorting us out? I don't want to damage these chains. All our jewelry is on loan from Drew."

Lenny stooped and balanced on the balls of his feet with the relaxed agility of someone twenty-five years his junior. He did his best to conceal his appreciation at the opportunity to examine the nearly identical penises up close.

The chains were twisted so Lenny would have to handle both men's cocks to get them undone. He looked up wordlessly and got smiling nods of permission to do what he thought best.

Yu-Jin's foreskin was slightly more ample than his baby brother's. Both felt soft and inviting. He had the chains untangled within a few seconds and examined each one with his fingertips to ensure it wasn't kinked or damaged.

He spent a few moments making tiny unnecessary adjustments to the jewelry before whispering, "Glorious."

Both brothers chubbed up only a little at Lenny's gentle touch.

"Drew was very kind to offer us the use of his entire collection," Yu-Jin explained. "He told Sid, his dresser, that he wanted us to dazzle you."

Lenny, who remained crouched, smiled. "You have dazzled me beyond my wildest dreams." He rested each penis on his fingertips, one after the other, offering a reverent soft kiss, then stood.

It might have been a lurid act if performed by anyone else, but Lenny was so respectful that neither brother thought it forward or sexual in any way. Yu-Jin began to understand why his brother was smitten.

"You have come to our rescue," Yu-Joon trilled before rewarding his rescuer with a kiss on his cheek. Yu-Jin was happy to kiss Lenny's other cheek.

The photographer gathered his wits. "Gentlemen, if you tell me where the picnic basket is, I'll carry it to my camper. I have all the mats, blankets, pillows, and such to ensure our comfort, whether we decide to picnic on the grass or the sand."

Marcus stepped toward the trio. "Pardon my interruption, but the staff is waiting at your vehicle, Mister Putnam, with the baskets at the ready. They put the food in one and utensils, plates, and linens in another to make it easier for you to carry at the park. They just need your instructions as to how you want them loaded."

Lenny smiled. "I think that's our cue to hit the road. Gentlemen, your carriage awaits." He gestured to the front doors with exaggerated drama. Jaleel and Marcus opened the tall double doors with a similar affect.

******

Lenny followed his dates, admiring their beauty from behind. Each Bok brother stopped and kissed the nearest footman's lips, declaring his love for his friend. Lenny followed suit but decided to offer each man a kiss on the cheek instead. Neither husband would have it, turning to meet Lenny's lips with their own. It was a small gesture, but it moved the photography teacher. He felt as if he were part of the family and unquestionably accepted.

They stepped outside, where two kitchen assistants were holding the picnic baskets at the side of the large vehicle. Someone had figured out how to extend the automatic steps under the sliding side door and a smaller one under the passenger door, which stood open.

"I apologize for bringing `The Beast,'" Lenny said, referring to his converted and ruggedized Mercedes Sprinter 170. It looked like a large safari vehicle, painted olive on the bottom third and khaki on top. It was replete with large towbars, floodlights, hideaway awnings, a full-length cargo roof platform with an integrated access ladder on the driver's side, and every other geegaw that might be needed to live comfortably while away from "civilization."

"I have another car, but it's only a two-seater. I use this for camping and nature shoots. I can stay inside overnight and then capture nature at dawn. I have a pop-up bird blind that I can mount on the roof rack, then crawl up through the hatch to get a complete view of my surroundings without being detected."

The kitchen assistants put the basket with the food into The Beast's refrigerator and strapped the other basket to small D rings in the floor so that it wouldn't slide around.

Lenny held out his hand to assist his dates. Both were exceptionally fit, of course, so it was a gallant but unnecessary gesture. Yu-Joon went in first, taking a captain's chair in the second row. He allowed his older brother to take the seat in front to facilitate conversation with the man he hoped would become their boyfriend.

The Bok brothers strapped themselves in, adjusting their shoulder straps to avoid irritating their nipple clamps. Lenny climbed into the driver's chair, flipping switches to stow the entry steps and prepare the vehicle for a forty-minute drive to Lake Monticello.

******

Lenny drove The Beast with the utmost care, unwilling to give his passengers a moment of jostling discomfort. After a few minutes of silence as they made their way to the highway, Lenny turned to Yu-Jin and Yu-Joon. "I'm very nervous," he confessed, gripping the steering wheel with all his might. "I haven't been on a real date in a while. At least not one where I so desperately wanted it to go well."

Yu-Jin laughed. "I'm nervous, too. Joon has spoken so highly about you that I can't imagine how I could be worthy of your attention."

Poor Mister Putnam did a triple take, glancing from the road to Yu-Jin and back again. "You can't be serious, Mister Bok! You deserve everything good in the world!"

Yu-Joon laughed. "Well, it's unanimous. We are all too good for each other. Perhaps you should drop us at the next exit, and we'll call it a day."

Lenny thought the eighteen-year-old might be serious for a moment. When he caught on to the joke, he let his tension out through a belly laugh that quickly spread to his companions.

Yu-Jin turned in his seat to face the driver. "My brother has told me about meeting you the other day at the school. Why don't you tell me your version of the story?"

Lenny's face lit up at the memory of first laying eyes on Yu-Joon.

******

The photography teacher recounted having a frustrating afternoon in the Hulstlander Academy's photo studio when his friend Principal Graaf and Vice-Principal Davis escorted Drew and Bunny into the studio with Yu-Joon hanging behind.

After his initial shock at seeing the new student touring the school naked, Lenny began photographing the preternaturally stunning fifteen-year-old. Soon Drew joined his son, and they became intimate, forgetting that anyone else was in the room.

"That's when I first noticed Mister Bok. Mister Yu-Joon Bok," Lenny corrected himself. "He came forward to help prepare Drew and Bunny to make love. I was trying to concentrate on taking photos and videos, but I kept being drawn to the indescribable beauty that is a Bok brother.

"Then I watched how your little brother ministered to Drew and Bunny. The tenderness of the love with which he lubricated Drew's penis and Bunny's anus left me speechless."

Lenny paused for a moment to relive the scene as he willed himself to concentrate on his driving.

"Soon enough, Bunny insisted that Yu-Joon join their lovemaking. I have never seen anything so exquisite in all my fifty-five years. There was so much love being shared by the three of them that I could have sworn it was creating its own light.

"Something happened to my brain, or soul, or psyche at that moment," Lenny continued. "Thoughts and emotions coursed through my body in such a jumble that I was dumbfounded. I wanted to love Yu-Joon as completely as Drew and Bunny were doing. I don't even know what part of me thought for a minute I was capable of such a thing. But I knew I had to try."

The Beast was cruising north on the highway in moderate traffic. Lenny cleared his throat.

"I tried to speak, but the first thing that happened was I started to weep with joy at meeting Yu-Joon. Like I did when I met you this morning," Lenny confessed, briefly holding Yu-Jin's gaze. "When your brother asked if I thought I would like to date both of you, I think I left my body for a moment.

"I haven't been able to think about anything else since then. I was up before dawn this morning, just staring at the clock until it was time to come fetch you."

Yu-Joon leaned forward from the second row. "I wish you would have come at dawn. You could have woken us with a kiss. That would have been the perfect way to start the day."

Yu-Jin took his brother's hand. "I agree. I know we have just met, but I feel that I know you completely, even though I know very few details about you. I know your heart. I thought my brother might have been enhancing the story of your meeting, but now I understand what he meant."

The brothers shared a warm kiss for many moments.

******

The rest of the drive to the lake was filled with relaxed chatter. Each man told his story, stopping to answer questions.

Lenny told the Boks about his happy childhood in Indiana. He was always an introspective soul, preferring to see the world through photography. A high school art teacher inspired and encouraged him.

Teenage Lenny Putnam fantasized about the carefree life of an artist: traveling the world, hobnobbing with beautiful people and leaders in their fields, meeting beautiful young men all over the world to spend a night sharing their adolescent energy.

He got to sample that life at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. It wasn't a large school – only about three thousand students – but it was downtown – on the south side of the Chicago River – and not all that far from Boystown. He and several friends spent many nights exchanging ideas, dreams, kisses, and cum. He was an enthusiastic player.

Yu-Jin asked how he ended up at Hulstlander Academy.

"It was a very happy accident. Let me tell you a story."

******

After graduating from SAIC, Lenny took various freelance assignments that allowed him to travel the world for short stints here and there. After several months, he got an extended gig with a travel company to create photo portfolios of some of America's best-preserved historic cities.

One of his last stops was in Charleston, South Carolina. He convinced the company to put him up for a month to give himself a little vacation after four fun but hectic months on the road. During his second week in Charleston, he encountered Pieter de Graaf, who was accompanying some art students from Hulstlander on an overnight trip to draw, paint, or photograph the city's historical sights.

Putnam had two rooms in the converted carriage houses of the John Rutledge House Inn. He used one as a bedroom and the other across the mews as a darkroom and office. Digital photography had yet to take over in artistic photography. Though he had been at the inn for a week, he had yet to document it. He decided to spend the day photographing the historic mansion and the Catherdral of John the Baptist next door.

He stumbled upon a dozen high school boys and their three chaperones, including Pieter de Graaf, in the church. A few of the boys were budding photographers and marveled at Lenny's gear and his ability to find a subject of interest in the tiniest detail in the church.

They peppered him with questions as Pieter tried to reign them in. They had several art teachers at Hulstlander, which was in its second year of operation, but no photography specialist.

Lenny discovered that he was having the time of his life -- hours had gone by without him noticing. He seemed to have an easy rapport with the lads, who were comfortable with their new friend, spending time with their cheeks pressed together as they shared a viewfinder or adjusted settings on their cameras. The boys showed respect for his knowledge and tried not to test his patience.

Some of the boys asked Lenny if he could spend the following day with them, too. It was suddenly the only thing he wanted to do. Five of the boys were photographers, and Lenny offered to take them next door to teach them some darkroom techniques. He didn't think to ask permission of the chaperones, but there was no stopping the boys once they heard the invitation.

Pieter offered to accompany them. The thirty-six-year-old principal took a liking to the young man. Lenny was the same age as Pieter's son Wim, who was also an aspiring artist. Wim used words to make his pictures while Lenny used cameras.

Luckily the school supplied the boys with similar film stock to what Lenny was using, so he had the proper chemicals and know-how to develop their film. Pieter ordered from a local pizzeria so they could continue their work.

When it was time to break for dinner, the principal called the group over to the other carriage house, where he had set up a buffet on a dresser in Lenny's room. He could sense impending shenanigans with a few of the boys. One boy complained that he was afraid he had gotten chemical odors on him and didn't want to eat without washing up. The other boys quickly agreed.

The boys streamed over to Lenny's bedroom, which contained two queen beds and a large bathroom that had been part of the former carriage house's repair shop. They began stripping off, saying they had to make sure they were thoroughly clean before they ate. Pieter understood their plan and guffawed at their transparency. He decided to help his boys.

"Boys, I think Mister Putnam has more of a chance of contamination than any of you," he told the boys. "He should get showered first. Perhaps you need to scrub him down to make sure he's clean enough to meet your high standards."

The principal said it both to give the boys the idea of showering with their new friend and to indicate to Lenny that he was okay with the boys playing naked games with him.

The bathroom was large, but the shower stall could comfortably accommodate Lenny and only two boys at a time. They told him that they would take turns washing him since he was super-duper extra dirty. Everyone played along with the ruse.

The first two boys, Bryce and Pascal, happily washed each other and Lenny. It was apparent they were used to showering together and comfortable rubbing each other everywhere. Lenny sucked both boys to quick orgasms. They returned the favor similarly, creating a party atmosphere. The boys took only a couple of minutes to ejaculate. They were sixteen, after all. Lenny didn't take much longer. He was twenty-two, after all.

Boyfriends Noah and Pedro were waiting eagerly for their turn. They were fifteen -- a class behind, but art classes were mixed. Lenny warned him that he had already cum, but they managed to get a second load out of him before they were finished. He swallowed both their teen loads and celebrated their easy comfort with their sexuality. Both boys were skilled kissing partners.

There was only one boy left. Lenny knew he wouldn't be able to cum a third time so soon. He turned to see two figures through the rippled glass, backlit by the light coming through the door to the bedroom, which had been standing open the entire time. Pieter de Graaf had decided to join the last boy.

"I might be contaminated, too," Pieter said with a laughing shrug. "Are you still dirty, Lenny?"

"I think I'm dirtier now than when I started," the photographer laughed.

The last young man – Luke, an eighteen-year-old senior – had a blast washing the two adult men. Pieter told the boy that he and Lenny would save their loads for later, but they would help ensure he was clean and thoroughly relaxed after his shower.

Lenny and Pieter traded off spending time in the boy's ass to his great delight. Pieter enjoyed watching Lenny fuck Luke's ass, not only because he was beautiful in action. It was clear to Pieter that Lenny cared about Luke's pleasure more than his own. Even though it wasn't a romantic interlude, it was loving. It also reminded Pieter of how he and his son Wim would spend nights giving pleasure to Hulstlander boys.

Luke had two hands-free orgasms before the trio finally shut off the shower and exited to the bedroom. Pieter and Lenny were still hard since they were holding off cumming.

All the boys were still naked and hard, too, of course, chowing down on pizza and salads even as they lay about the two beds, casually enjoying the closeness of each other's bodies.

Bryce, who first announced the supposed urgent need to shower before eating – informed the group while chewing a mouthful of salad, "We're all staying here tonight. I called Mister Gorman to let him know."

Pieter feigned a stern countenance. "Shouldn't that be my decision, Bryce? What makes you think I'd sanction such an arrangement?"

The boy didn't miss a beat. "We used our applied logic, Principal de Graaf. Since you and Lenny had no problems fucking two loads out of Luke, we figured that neither of you would object to fucking around with the rest of us. I mean, we're all better lays than Luke. You say so all the time."

The naked thirty-six-year-old principal laughed at the endearing insolence of his student, gave him a side hug, and kissed the top of his head. "Good reasoning. Well done you. And I never said you were better lays than Luke. I said you were all as good as he, which is high praise."

Luke laughed, took a bow, and turned around to show the boys his talented double-fucked hole with which they were all familiar.

The boys inhaled three large pizzas, a large tray of salad, and a box of assorted Italian cookies in the blink of an eye. Pieter and Lenny each managed to snag two slices of pizza and some salad without losing a finger.

Lenny announced that there was still darkroom work to accomplish, to which the boys eagerly assented. The students decided not to dress to cross the mews. Pieter warned against it, asking what would happen if they were to get caught. "It wouldn't just be you in trouble. It would be me and the reputation of Hulstlander."

Lenny told him that he was acquainted with the inn's new owners, which is why he chose to stay there. "There won't be a problem as long as we are quiet and discrete."

Pieter laughed. "Discrete? Have you met these boys?"

In the end, nobody bothered dressing to go into the makeshift darkroom across the stone-paved former cartway.

The boys all turned back into respectful and eager students in the darkroom. They carefully cut masks for dodging and burning techniques while printing a few of their negatives. Lenny didn't have enough time or photo paper to print all of their images but helped the boys select a few from each of their rolls. Pieter assured him that the school would restock all his supplies.

By eleven-thirty, the boys had finished their work and cleaned up the darkroom. It was late, but they were all excited about the day, including Lenny. Especially Lenny.

As the five naked teens and two naked men exited the one building to slink down the mews to their bedroom in the other, a couple emerged from the door next to Lenny's bedroom.

Both the man and woman did a double-double take. They appeared to be in their late twenties and were dressed in high style Federal period garb.

Pieter de Graaf saw his career going down the tubes. He longed for a day when public nudity wasn't an issue, but society wasn't there yet.

Bryce, the boys' ringleader, casually said hello to the shocked couple and said, "You both look very sharp! Are you going to a ball? You will certainly be the best-dressed couple wherever you go."

Pieter was pleasantly surprised how self-possessed his student was as he stood comfortably before the couple, not attempting to cover his nakedness. Just the opposite: he stood tall, inviting their scrutiny of his body. It was how Hulstlander had taught him to behave among like-minded people. Pieter had no idea whether these were like-minded people.

The woman said, "Thank you, young man. Are you undressed for a night on the town, too?" She laughed at her joke.

Bryce laughed. "No, we're staying in tonight. We were in our darkroom over there and didn't want to get chemicals on our clothes, so we decided to go naked. These guys are our photography teacher, Mister Putnam, and our principal, Doctor de Graaf. I am Bryce Turlington. I am pleased to meet you both."

Bryce stepped forward to shake their hands. Soon all the boys were shaking hands with the couple and introducing themselves as they stood on the cobblestones in the spring night. It was warm enough to spend an amount of time naked outside. Pieter and Lenny contemplated that Lenny had just been appointed their photography teacher. The idea thrilled Lenny.

The couple was quickly charmed by Bryce's ease. They even approached Lenny and Pieter to shake hands, not at all put off by their nudity.

"I'm Jordan Alston-Mansfield," the tall, handsome man said as he looked into Lenny's eyes. "This is my wife, Marybeth. We've just come from a fundraiser at the Edmondston-Alston House. My family is connected to it going back eight generations, so we try to make it back for this event every year.

"We are planning to go to the Rutledge ballroom for a nightcap. Would you care to join us? We're acquainted with the proprietor here, so we have the key for the night."

Bryce took control of the situation. "Of course, we will join you, on one condition."

Pieter de Graaf blanched at what might come out of the lad's mouth next.

"You have to agree to let us photograph you. You both are stunning in your costumes. We need to memorialize it for you," Bryce finished. Pieter exhaled with relief.

Marybeth smiled. "That's a wonderful idea. You boys grab your cameras, and I'll check my makeup. We'll meet you upstairs in five minutes."

The boys and Lenny went back to the darkroom to grab their gear. Pieter admonished them to be quiet in the main house because there were a dozen guestrooms where people might be sleeping.

The Magnificent Seven waited for a few minutes at the top of the elegant stairs in the main Rutledge House until Marybeth and Jordan met them. Jordan unlocked the ballroom door and turned on some lights.

The ballroom was on the second floor, as was the custom for public rooms in Charleston's fashionable homes. It elevates one's guests above the noise, view, and stench of the sweaty people, horses, and mules in the street. It also increases the chances of a cooling breeze. Almost as significantly for the Low Country, it raises one above the level where most mosquitoes flit about.

Marybeth walked about the room and lit several accent lamps. The ballroom was lavishly decorated in a mixture of antique furniture – a few pieces from its original 1763 construction – and many period reproductions, as well as later acquisitions from the Federal and Greek Revival periods.

"I thought you might have put on some clothing," Jordan remarked to Bryce.

"What would be the point now," Bryce said. "Does our nudity offend you?"

"No. Not in the least," Jordan answered with a smile and a squeeze of Bryce's shoulder.

Lenny walked around the room, which he had spent an hour photographing earlier in the day. He devoted several minutes to explaining some of John Rutledge's history before and after the Revolutionary War, including helping to write the U.S. Constitution and being one of the original justices on the U.S. Supreme Court.

"It's believed that original drafts of parts of our Constitution were written in this very room," Lenny explained authoritatively as if he had that knowledge all his life.

Jordan and Marybeth looked on approvingly, confirming everything Lenny told his students. Were they his students?

"But Rutledge was also an enthusiastic believer in slavery," Lenny continued, "and all the societal stratification and dehumanization that comes with it. He was a staunch plutocrat, too. Do you know what that means?"

One of the boys raised his hand. "Was he a Greek philosopher?"

Lenny smiled. "You're thinking of Plato. Plutocracy means that only wealthy people are allowed to have any say in government. None of this `people deciding for themselves' bullshit for him." Lenny paused, rethinking his language.

Lenny was about to step away from his imaginary lectern but realized he had forgotten one last fact.

"Oh, yes. We don't know whether George Washington ever slept here. But his diary shows that he did have breakfast here with Mrs. Rutledge in 1791. That will be on the test!"

The boys looked to their principal, waiting for a sign that there wouldn't be a test. It was confirmed with Pieter's laughter.

The boys gathered their cameras while Lenny advised on how to set up various shots. They posed Jordan and Marybeth together as well as each on their own.

Lenny took some time to arrange Marybeth on a poofy ottoman. He instructed her to turn her head almost imperceptibly until he yelled louder than intended, "There! Hold! Perfect. Your eyes are mesmerizing in this light. Boys, stand exactly here."

A few of the boys had the wrong lens on their camera body for a decent close-up portrait. He had them change the lens and then advised on F-stops and shutter speeds to get an appropriate depth of field. Lenny took several pictures with his camera as well.

"Don't just look at Marybeth's face, boys. Take notice of how you are framing your shot to keep a clean, unobtrusive background. You don't want it to look as if she's balancing a lamp on top of her head," Lenny admonished.

"See that violet-colored vase in the background? Shorten your depth of field so that it isn't in focus, but frame the shot so the color accents Marybeth's gorgeous green eyes."

Everyone was taking the session seriously and moved about the antiques with great care.

Lenny had Jordan pose in various areas of the large room as well. During one of the last poses, Jordan was sat on a velvet settee, but Lenny wasn't satisfied, complaining that the composition was off. "It needs something more."

"May I make a suggestion," Jordan asked.

"Certainly,' Lenny replied, frustrated that he couldn't find a solution.

Jordan put his hand out to Bryce and beckoned him closer. "Sit, please, Mister Turlington." The naked sixteen-year-old sat on Jordan's knee, and they locked eyes. Almost immediately, Jordan's chestnut eyes lit, and his face looked more handsome than ever.

Jordan placed his upstage hand against Bryce's face with his upturned thumb barely touching the boy's soft lips. Shutters clicked. The thumb was inserted into Bryce's mouth and slowly withdrawn. Several cameras caught the glistening saliva on Jordan's thumb and Bryce's puffy lips gripping it as it exited his mouth.

Bryce moved his face closer to Jordan's, but the older man kept leaning back teasingly until he was flat across the settee. Bryce's taut, smooth teen body hovered over the taut twenty-seven-year-old's gaily attired body.

More photos were taken as the two men smiled lustily at each other. Jordan ran his hands along Bryce's seductive flesh, stroking his pert ass. Bryce briefly licked Jordan's mouth, stood, and pushed Jordan off the couch, abruptly rolling him onto the floor.

The teen looked down at the surprised man. Bryce laughed. "Ladies first, you cad!" Bryce stretched his hand out to Marybeth. "Would you care to join me?"

Marybeth stifled a cackle as she feigned a delicate society woman. "Thank you, kind sir. At least someone here is a gentleman." She lightly kicked her supine husband in the ribs with her satin pump. "Cad!"

Bryce helped Marybeth arrange herself on the settee, then lay across her lap so she could cradle his torso. His head in the crook of her arm. Jordan sat on his heels on the floor. Lenny and the boys took several pictures of the husband and wife, both looking adoringly at their sixteen-year-old friend.

Bryce turned his body toward the cameras so they could capture his full nakedness. Marybeth and Jordan gently caressed him and kissed his face. Bryce's penis enlarged and lay across his hip.

Marybeth leaned down, showing her lovely decolletage formed by the square-cut neckline of her gown. Bryce kissed her chest.

Jordan stood and moved to the back of the settee to unfasten the ribbon lacing up her gown. He lowered it off her left shoulder so that her left breast was exposed. He leaned down and held his wife's ample breast in the palm of his hand as he pressed his cheek to hers.

Bryce sat up a bit to rub his face on the breast and kiss it as husband and wife looked on with tender smiles.

Lenny had to concentrate on taking photos and helping the boys as all of them became erect.

Bryce took Marybeth's nipple between his lips as she turned her head to share a passionate kiss with her husband. Jordan removed his hand from her breast and tantalized the underside of Bryce's now firm penis with his thumb as he held the boy's smooth scrotum. The organ was a little over six inches long but was thick and heavy for a teen.

Many more photos were taken – both close-ups and full-body shots – as Marybeth stroked Bryce's nipple while he continued to suckle hers and leak precum onto Jordan's fingers.

Pieter finally interrupted, slightly above a whisper. "I think we should finish up here before we stain this fine upholstery."

The threesome agreed. Jordan licked some of Bryce's precum off his finger, then offered another coated finger to Marybeth to savor the teen's sweet nectar.

Bryce stood, his six-inch penis standing straight up with his foreskin mostly retracted. "Do you think you got some good shots," he asked Lenny and the boys, all of whom – as well as Pieter – had throbbing erections. Bryce's demeanor remained calm as if nothing unusual had taken place.

Smiles and nods provided the answers.

Jordan assisted his wife back into her gown and tied the satin ribbon that crisscrossed up her back. His eight-inch erection and muscular thighs were evident through his tight-fitting double-knit britches.

It was well past midnight. Jordan and Marybeth had forgotten about having a nightcap. They ushered the Magnificent Seven out of the ballroom, turned off all the lights, and locked it as quietly as possible.

Once in the dimly lit courtyard behind the house, Lenny said in a soft voice, "Thank you both for posing for us. It's too late to develop the film and make prints tonight, but I'll be sure to get some to you tomorrow night."

"Darn," Marybeth said. "We have to be on our way to the airport early tomorrow afternoon. I'll give you our address so that you can mail the prints whenever you get to them."

Jordan stood next to Bryce, his hand never losing contact with the teen's buttocks. He reached with his other hand to grip the still-erect girthy penis.

"Would you like to spend the night with us? I look forward to tasting this," he squeezed Bryce's penis, "and feeling it inside me."

Bryce smiled. "What did I tell you before, Mister Alston-Mansfield? Ladies first."

Pieter de Graaf registered surprise: he didn't know that Bryce was sexually active with women. He was disappointed that he didn't know his students as well as he thought.

Jordan was intrigued. "I hope you're not offering out of a false sense of gallantry?"

Bryce laughed. "I don't have any sense at all, false or otherwise. But I do enjoy being with women as well as men. Not to toot my own horn – which you're doing quite a fine job of," Bryce joked at Jordan's continued grip on his penis.

Bryce turned to speak to Marybeth. "My cousins Allison and Jana tell me that my oral skills bring them to climax faster than anyone they've been with. Perhaps you would like to judge for yourself? Then, if you like, I could make love to you as Jordan makes love to me. Then, maybe, if he behaves, I'll let him make love to you as I make love to him."

Marybeth giggled and kissed Bryce's mouth. "You are quite the party planner, aren't you, young man? I like the way you think."

Jordan looked between the two of them. "Do I get a say in this?"

"No!" Bryce and Marybeth answered together while laughing.

"What time should I be ready tomorrow?" Bryce asked Pieter.

"We are having breakfast here at the inn, then walking to the Old Slave Mart at eight-thirty." Pieter turned to Jordan. "After we tour the Old Slave Mart, we will be going down to your house before we take the van up to the Fort Sumter museum and ferry dock."

Jordan lit up. "I will make arrangements to give you a private tour! How many will there be?"

They hashed out the details. Bryce became impatient but never lost his erection since Jordan never took his hand away from his leaking tool.

"I asked one question. Sheesh. Can we please have sex? Now? Please?"

The group laughed.

"Enjoy your night," Pieter bade them as he guided his naked crew to Lenny's room.

Since there were four boys and two adults remaining in their group, it was apparent that Pieter and Lenny would each take two boys to bed with them. But the boys felt cheated. They insisted that each of them should have sex with both Pieter and Lenny. There was no reason they should have to choose one over the other.

For the next ninety minutes, the boys made a round-robin of taking both men's cocks in their asses or down their throats, as they preferred. Neither man was surprised that the eager teen boys were able to stimulate them enough that they each got a well-earned load of cum from each man.

During the short breaks between sessions, the boys entertained each other while Pieter and Lenny recharged.

It was almost two o'clock when they finally turned off the lights and cuddled each other to sleep. They were all sated, crusty, exhausted, and happy. None more so than Lenny.

******

It was a little after seven o'clock the following day when Lenny felt someone nibbling his long foreskin while two other pairs of lips were teasing his nipples. There was some further movement on the bed.

He roused himself and gathered his wits. When he finally opened his eyes, he saw Pieter's cock dangling just an inch above his face, a dewy drop of Cowper's fluid gripping on his just-visible piss slit. He smiled and wriggled his arms free to pull Pieter's hips down, skinned back his foreskin, and took the eight-inch erection straight down his throat.

There was more movement over his head. Lenny's field of vision was obscured, but he sensed someone standing on the bed, with his feet on either side of Lenny's head. Pieter grunted around Lenny's cock. Lenny knew that one of the boys was fucking the thirty-six-year-old school principal.

Lenny's legs were pushed apart. And further apart. Another unseen boy picked up his knees. A wet teen cock was teasing his anus, which Lenny welcomed.

If there was a better way to wake up than to be sixty-nining with one man while being penetrated by another and having two others licking, kissing, and nibbling all over your body, he couldn't think what it would be.

Sighs and gasps very soon turned to grunts and groans. Pieter and Lenny were talented cock suckers, so they knew how to time each other's orgasm. They held off until they sensed each of their fuckers getting close.

The four of them entered into their morning glory within seconds of each other. The men's anal visitors left them but were immediately replaced by the two boys licking and kissing Lenny's body.

Lenny and Pieter were nuzzling each other's spent genitals as they watched teen cocks sawing in and out of their holes. Whoever was penetrating Lenny was hitting all the right spots and made him cum for a second time within minutes of his first. Pieter felt Lenny's balls pulling up and took the photographer's cock back into his mouth to get another sampling of cum.

The four teens and two men lay in a heap on the one queen bed, panting their way back to earth. They heard the door lock click. The door opened, letting the morning light fill the room. Bryce stepped just inside and stopped. He sniffed a few times.

"I'm getting oak, fennel, and cum. Lots of cum," he said, imitating a wine taster.

Bryce was still naked and held the door open. Marybeth and Jordan stepped around him and entered the bedroom, smiling cheerfully; both were dressed smart casual. Clanking and rattling followed as two bellboys pushed carts filled with chafing dishes, plates, utensils, coffee, and juice.

"Where would you like the breakfast set up," one of the bellboys asked. He looked to be college age, betraying no hint of shock at the sight before him. "If you prefer, we could make up plates and serve breakfast in bed. I would have to retrieve a couple more bed trays."

Pieter dislodged himself from the intertwined limbs and stood unapologetically before the bellboys, Bryce, Marybeth, and Jordan, allowing them to scan his crusted body, his tumescent penis still glistening with cum and saliva.

"Thank you, gentlemen. I don't think we have time for breakfast in bed this morning. We have to get the six of us showered and dressed. We will take turns having our breakfast as others wash up," Pieter explained.

The boys in the bed went through their morning pandiculations, not caring who looked at their stretching naked bodies, either in the room or from the door to the outside, which Bryce still held wide open.

Marybeth swept across the room and kissed Pieter on both checks before showing the servers where to set up breakfast. She turned back to Pieter.

"I hope it wasn't too pushy of me to order breakfast for all of us. I knew it would be challenging to get everyone together this morning once Bryce told us your schedule. And we wanted to spend a little more time with some of my favorite boys before we had to separate.

"Also, Jordan was curious if any of the boys might be up for a quick fuck this morning, weren't you, sweetie?" She turned to her husband. "Come on, babe, get naked. You'll never make a sale if you don't advertise. Chop-chop!"

Jordan stripped off in an instant and displayed his tennis pro body. Most of the boys – as well as Lenny – showed immediate interest in making a sale. Pieter tried to remain practical and resisted temptation. Sixteen-year-old Pascal sat on the edge of the bed and took Jordan's cock into his mouth. Pedro jumped out of bed, knelt on the floor, and began an enthusiastic rimming of Jordan's fine ass.

Marybeth laughed at the boys' high jinks. Bryce finally let the door close, squeezed between the bellboys, who were doing their best to remain professionally discrete, and jumped on the bed, landing on his hands and knees over Lenny.

"Did you miss me last night," Bryce asked Lenny before kissing him with lots of probing tongue.

"Mm-hmmm," was all Lenny could respond. Noah wasted no time getting his tongue into Bryce's ass to quarry for some of Jordan's cum. A couple of satisfied groans told the room he found what he was looking for.

Luke got out of bed to kiss Jordan first, then Marybeth. "So, did Bryce make false claims last night about his cunnilingus skills?"

Marybeth laughed with the eighteen-year-old. "Not in the least. In fact, Bryce taught my husband a few tricks this morning. They spent so much time bringing me off four times already this morning that they didn't have time to fuck each other. All of y'all need to get your cocks into those hungry holes right away."

A teenage boy doesn't need to be told more than once to get to fucking a willing hole. Jordan placed one foot on the bed to give Pedro easier access to his anus. Bryce stayed in a doggy position, kissing Lenny while Noah switched from rimming him to fucking him instead.

Neither boy lasted more than a few minutes. They were tag-teamed by Pascal and Luke, who cut short his conversation with Marybeth when he saw Jordan had an immediate opening, as it were.

Pieter instructed Noah and Pedro to get into the shower while he and Marybeth had one of the bellboys fill their plates with scrambled eggs and sausage links, while the other prepared coffee for Pieter and tea and blueberry juice for Marybeth.

Pieter set down his plate and went searching for his pants, which he hadn't worn in more than twelve hours. He found them in a pile and retrieved his wallet. He offered $100 to each server.

"Thank you, sir, but ma'am took care of our gratuities when she ordered breakfast service," explained the young man who had prepared the beverages.

"Well, keep it anyway for having to put up with the sights and smells in here this morning," Pieter countered.

"It's much more enjoyable than an octogenarian who can't keep from farting as she slithers out of bed," the other bellboy said, earning him a chastising glare from his comrade and a hearty laugh from Pieter.

Marybeth sat at a small round table in the corner of the large room, drizzling hot sauce on her eggs as she ate. She blithely watched her husband participate in a wild sunrise orgy with a half-dozen men and boys – as one does.

Noah and Pedro exited the shower and quickly dried each other, then came out for breakfast, still naked, of course. They wouldn't put on any clothing until the last possible moment.

They stood before the bellboys, offering cheery morning greetings as they got their plates heaped with eggs, sausages, croissants, side dishes of mixed berries, and tiny bowls of whipped butter and orange-ginger marmalade for their pastries. Ah, to have a fifteen-year-old's ability to eat or fuck nonstop.

Pedro thanked his server with a peck on the lips, bringing a smile to the college man's face. Noah followed suit. Pedro rested his smooth brown body in the chair opposite Marybeth at the small table. Noah sat in his lap without a second thought.

They fed each other breakfast, kissing often, and carried on a pleasant conversation with Marybeth as if it were entirely routine. For them, it was.

Pieter ate his breakfast seated on the empty bed. When he finished, he excused himself to shower.

Soon grunts and moans interspersed with the sounds of utensils clanking and cups and saucer clinking. Bryce had moved from kissing Lenny to sucking a load out of Lenny. Sixteen-year-old Pascal, who had been sucking Jordan, turned around to fuck Bryce. Jordan decided to form a more perfect union. He leaned forward to slide his eight inches into Pascal, who was fucking Bryce, who was fucking Lenny. Luke leaned forward to go along for the ride, forming the caboose on the five-man fuck train.

Marybeth looked at her boys fucking and getting fucked. She sighed.

"Is something wrong," Pedro asked.

"No, sweetie," she answered a bit forlornly. "It's nice to see my boys with their cocks in beautiful holes while their holes are stuffed. But I kind of wish there were two more cocks around to go into their mouths. That would make it a complete experience for my boys. But, I suppose that's not possible." She sighed again very dramatically.

Noah looked at his boyfriend, then at Marybeth. "I have an idea! Pedro and both have cocks that aren't doing anything right now. Maybe, if you think it would help, we could let Brycie and Jordie suck us."

Marybeth smiled. "Oh, I wouldn't want to interrupt your breakfasts or put you out. You boys just sit there with your cocks doing nothing. I'll think of something."

Pedro stood, dumping Noah off his lap. "We insist, Marybeth. If we can't use our cocks to make our friends happy, what good are we? Maybe Doctor de Graaf will let us put this toward our community service hours?"

Marybeth and Pieter both guffawed.

The boyfriends leaped to their positions in the fuck train: Noah straddled Lenny while facing Bryce, while Pedro stood in front of Jordan. Bryce and Jordan happily took the fifteen-year-old penises into their mouths. Since Lenny was on his back with his knees at his ears, he was presented with Noah's pretty anus. He couldn't reach it with his mouth, but he teased Noah mercilessly with both his thumbs. Poor Noah's anus was so hungry that Lenny eventually relented and pleasured him with two fingers.

Between Bryce's expert oral skills and Lenny's masterful stimulation in his ass, Noah was brought to orgasm in about three minutes, then another one just two minutes later. The boy was incoherent, having gotten off about six times already this morning. Lenny stilled his hand but didn't withdraw from the lovely rectum. Bryce, too, stopped stimulating the overwrought boy but couldn't bring himself to release the penis from his mouth.

Pedro wasn't too far behind. Jordan managed to balance fucking Pascal with being fucked by Luke and sucking Pedro. The tennis pro was receiving as much pleasure as he was transmitting to his friends.

Marybeth looked at Pieter. He had a full erection as he watched the sexual shenanigans before him. "You know, Pieter," she said in a soft voice, "Luke would probably appreciate a visitor at his back door. It's not as if you're doing anything productive right now anyway."

Pieter chuckled but took her up on her suggestion and became the new caboose in a six-man fuck train. Pieter realized that he had only a few weeks left before Luke graduated and moved on. He savored the eighteen-year-old's body and made tender love to one of his favorite students.

Luke groaned and leaned his head back to rest on Pieter's shoulder. "I love you, Pieter," Luke sighed. "You've changed my life these last two years."

Pieter kissed Luke and ran his hands around Luke's body. He tried to communicate belonging and affection for one of the first boys he made love with when he took over the school at the start of Luke's junior year. He and Luke would always have a special bond.

Bryce finally released Noah's cock from his mouth so that he could announce his impending orgasm. Lenny bet him to it by about ten seconds. The domino effect took over: Bryce's rectal contractions triggered Pascal, who triggered Jordan, who triggered Luke, who triggered Pieter.

The next few minutes were quiet while each man relished the closeness with his sex partners. Pieter began the decoupling process. Noah and Pedro, ever the industrious pair, began felching loads from all the other men. They couldn't stand the idea of a cumload being washed down the shower drain or flushed down the toilet when it could serve a higher purpose.

Jordan kissed his wife, careful not to wipe his still-dripping eight inches on her clothes while sharing the taste of Noah's cum. "You were right, as always, Beth," he said cheerily.

"I know. About what, though?" she said laughing.

"That they serve a nice breakfast here." Jordan joked.

Bryce went to share some of Lenny's cum in a sloppy kiss with Jordan. Lenny rolled out of bed and walked to the young men serving breakfast. They were only a year or two younger than he. Lenny offered an apologetic shrug for his wet penis that was sticking straight out as he said good morning.

The beverage server leaned forward for his kiss. He had seen Lenny around the inn several times and decided there was no reason to be shy. Lenny agreed.

Bryce followed. When he kissed the server, he gave him the last remnants of Lenny's cum. The server appreciated it but turned to Lenny and said, "Perhaps I can get a fresh sample later?"

Lenny smiled. "I am certain that can be arranged."

Bryce stuffed a croissant in his mouth and washed it down with some unsweetened iced tea as Lenny drained his coffee cup. Jordan stood with his hands on his wife's shoulders as they both stared appreciatively at their lover.

Jordan and Marybeth thought that meeting Bryce would lead to a fun romp for Jordan, who liked to play around with other guys; but, Bryce endeared himself to both of them. He proved a skilled lover for both of them, too, especially for a sixteen-year-old. The night would prove more meaningful for all of them than they could imagine.

"Why don't the three of us use the shower in our room," Jordan suggested to Bryce and Lenny as he massaged his wife's shoulders. "That way, you'll have time for a more leisurely breakfast."

Marybeth pulled a room key from her slacks pocket. Jordan opened the door and gestured for Bryce and Lenny to go before him.

Marybeth heard someone say, "Oh, my!" out in the mews. She heard Jordan say, "And a cheery good morning to you, Mister and Mrs. Schulman."

Something unintelligible was said. Then Jordan spoke again in a bright voice, "Oh no, I think we are dressed perfectly for this glorious morning. Thank you for your concern."

One of the Schulmans muttered something else. Then Bryce chirped out, "Thank you, Mister Schulman, very much. You are too kind. I'm sure that I would enjoy that greatly if only I had the time."

Marybeth had to chuckle at the self-assured charm that Bryce possessed, no matter the situation. The others in the room rolled their eyes and smiled. They knew his charisma as well.

Pieter came out from a quick rinse and got a fresh cup of coffee. Noah and Pedro, who had retaken their seat at the table, vacated their shared chair and offered it to their principal. One of the bellboys cleared away their plates as well as Marybeth's, who retained her teacup for a refill.

The boys finished eating, so there was only one other activity to think about. They went to one of the beds and entered into a casual sixty-nine, just to share their companionship. They weren't exactly performing for their audience, but it was clear that they enjoyed being watched as they shared their love for each other. It had been about ten minutes since their last orgasm, so the fifteen-year-olds were ready, willing, and able.

Pieter sat naked with Marybeth as they shared pleasant conversation recounting how both their nights unfolded. It seemed everyone had as good a time as they could wish.

During a lull in their conversation, Pieter noticed something catch Marybeth's eye. She stood and walked across the room to Luke, who stood naked at the mirror trying to tame his wavy medium brown hair after finishing his shower.

"Kneel," Marybeth commanded, pointing to the floor in front of the full-length mirror. "Let mama help you fix your mixed-up head."

"I don't think we have that much time," Luke joked.

Marybeth spent several minutes using a comb, brush, and fingers to arrange Luke'd thick waves and loose curls.

"Your hair is going to do what it wants. Make it want what's best for your face. See?"

Luke stood and kissed Marybeth. "It's so different. I hardly recognize myself."

Pieter agreed that Marybeth had somehow managed to make Luke even more handsome. The hairstyle perfectly accentuated the shape of his face and head while looking as if he might have woken up that way.

Noah and Pedro interrupted their mutual fellation. "You look hot – finally," Noah said. "I'd do you," added Pedro.

Luke laughed. "Both of you would do just about anybody."

"I wouldn't do that eighty-year-old lady who farts when she gets out of bed," Pedro countered to everyone's amusement.

Luke hugged Marybeth and kissed both her cheeks. "Now I understand why Brycie has a major crush on you and Jordan."

Marybeth froze. Pieter almost dropped his coffee cup.

"You do know he's crushing big time on both you and Jordie, don't you? Luke asked. "I'm not the only one who sees it. He can't tear his eyes from either of you."

Marybeth looked at Pieter, who was as dumbstruck as she. She attempted to speak several times but couldn't seem to conjure up any words. The only thing she could think to do was smile.

"Well, I thought. I just assumed. I mean, it's ridiculous. Jordie? When did he become Jordie?" she interrupted herself. "I thought last night that I was feeling something for him, too," Marybeth stammered. "I decided that I was projecting or wishing.

"And then, this morning. You should have seen my two boys – Brycie and Jordie -- cheek to cheek, flicking their tongues together on my clitoris as if they were sharing an ice cream cone like best buddies. The look on their faces!" She took some time to relive the moment. Pieter thought she was going to have an echo orgasm just from the memory of it.

"It was like there was no place the two of them would rather have been, and nobody else they would rather be doing it with. Between my orgasms, I just looked at them. They probably thought I was a horny whore – which I was," she laughed at herself. "But I was trying to reconcile my feelings. Could I really be falling for Bryce so quickly?"

"I don't see why not," Pieter interjected. "I did."

Maybeth sighed. The room was mostly silent except for Noah and Pedro's slurping on each other's cocks. They quickly came in each other's mouths.

"Make sure you swallow it all," Pieter admonished. "We don't have time to clean you up yet again."

"We always do. You know that better than anyone," Noah protested before running his tongue around his boyfriend's penis one more time, making a blatant display of cleaning up spurious dollops of cum.

With that, the door opened, and Jordan, Lenny, and Bryce came bounding in, smiling, all of them still happily naked. They had been gone about half an hour, and all had damp hair and still looked flushed from their shower time fun time.

"It looks as if you guys have worked up an appetite," Marybeth said. "You had better get some breakfast."

Lenny went to the servers to have his plate filled. Bryce and Jordan kissed Marybeth's cheeks simultaneously. "Did you miss your boys," Bryce asked.

"I did miss my boys," she said somewhat wistfully. "I bet you didn't miss me with Lenny to keep you company."

"Of course we did," Jordan answered for both of them. "Although Lenny is a great lover and kept us both fully engaged."

Bryce stood next to Jordan and elbowed him in the ribs, prompting Jordan to speak. "Uh, Beth? Babe? My favorite girl?"

"Oh shit, what did you do?" Marybeth answered.

"Well, see, we got talking after we had a really good – I mean really good – flip-flop fuck train among the three of us. And, remember how we talked about maybe hiring a personal assistant at least while I'm traveling around on the tennis circuit this summer?"

"Yes, I remember," Marybeth replied with some hesitation.

"Well," Jordan continued, "What if our Brycie here were our assistant? He could earn some money for the summer, help with all our travel arrangements, keep you company when I'm playing tournaments, keep me company while you're conducting conference calls, and, most importantly, keep us both cumming multiple times a day. Right?" Jordan offered his most enthusiastic sales pitch.

Bryce knelt next to Beth with a clenched-jaw smile. "Please say yes! I already called my dad, and he said I could do it as soon as school is out next month." Bryce pleaded. "And, as your employee, I have to do everything you tell me, whenever you want."

Marybeth tried to stifle a laugh. "Everything I tell you?"

"Yes!" Bryce almost yelled.

"Let me think about it," Marybeth said. She took a quick sip from her teacup and set it in its saucer. "Okay, I've thought about it. We will give him a trial run," she said with feigned nonchalance. "But, if we decide, say, in three to five years, that's he's not up to the task, we let him go. Agreed?"

"That sounds fair," Jordan said with a smile.

Bryce jumped up and embraced both of them. "I love you, Beth! I love you, Jordie. I'll be up to the task, I promise. I'll be up all the time!"

Pieter laughed. "He's only half-joking about being up all the time."

"You're one to talk, Mister Everwood," she teased.

Bryce, Jordan, and Marybeth talked about their arrangement as Bryce wolfed down impressive amounts of eggs, sausages, two more croissants, berries, and two more ice teas. Marybeth stood so Jordan could sit at the table. He appeared to be taking notes.

"Are you writing up a contract?" Bryce teased.

Jordan lurched forward to swallow the sausage link that Bryce was waving about on his fork. "No, sweetie, I'm writing down all of our contact information, one copy for you and one for Pieter," Jordan explained. "I want all of you to know that you are free to drop in on us any time you are in the Miami area. I normally coach out of a club in Pinecrest, and we live a couple of miles west of that, so it's easy to get to from the Miami Executive Airport if you want to avoid a nine-hour drive."

Jordan got a sullen look on his face.

"What's wrong, Jordie?" Bryce asked, sensing his change in mood.

"It just seems so far away all of a sudden. How am I going to wait an entire month to see you, or kiss you, or make love with you and Beth together?" Jordan whined.

Beth put her hands on Jordan's bare shoulders. "What about Augusta?" she asked.

"Augusta? Oh my God! Yes! Augusta!" Jordan's mood went from dour to delight in two seconds. "We're going to be in Augusta in two weeks so I can help run clinics during a junior tennis tournament. We'll be there for five days. You have to come. Please. It's close enough to you, isn't it?"

Pieter confirmed that it was less than two hours by car as he finished dressing for the day.

Jordan jumped up and grabbed Bryce, spinning him round in an exuberant embrace and covering his face with kisses. Then he reached for Marybeth to join their celebration. The threesome kissed. Bryce and Jordan got hard again.

Marybeth turned to Pieter. "Would it be possible for Brycie to skip the first stop on your tour so he can stay with us a little longer? We will bring him with us and meet you guys for your tour of our house later this morning."

Pieter looked at Bryce. He knew he was putty in the boy's hands. Bryce knew it, too. Pieter just sighed. The threesome pounced on him and pushed him to the bed, taking turns covering his face with grateful kisses. Bryce lay on top of his principal, a position he had been in dozens of times before. He gave Pieter a slow kiss while stroking his hair.

"I don't know when I've been this happy," Bryce sighed.

"I can tell," Pieter replied. "I think this may be the real thing for you, my love. Nurture it and take it seriously. Some people wait a lifetime to find a love like you three have."

Bryce nuzzled into his principal's neck. "I love you, Pieter. You'll never know how you have changed all of our lives. We are free to love each other how we do because of you and Hulstlander."

All the boys had gathered around the bed and were nodding in agreement. Lenny was dumbfounded by what he was witnessing. He had a feeling that Hulstander would change his life, too.

******

The Beast was about a mile from the new park on the east side of the Monticello reservoir as Lenny finished his story. Yu-Jin and Yu-Joon had listened intently and asked several questions along the way.

"Did Pieter hire you that day," Yu-Joon wanted to know?

Lenny explained that he spent the day with Pieter and the boys, including the other seven boys and their two chaperones. When they were to go to Drayton Hall on their way back to Hulstlander, Lenny retrieved his car from the Rutledge Inn and followed them there.

Pieter de Graaf asked him to consider taking a position. Lenny agreed to follow the school van back to Columbia. Luke rode with him since he was eighteen and didn't need parental consent.

Lenny spent three days at the school, talking with students and other teachers. He was Pieter's houseguest the first night and Bryce's the second. Bryce's parents wanted to depose him about the arrangement with Marybeth and Jordan.

Lenny confessed that he didn't know them any better than Bryce, but they seemed to be good people. He told the Turlingtons that, when Lenny, Bryce, and Jordan had gone to shower, it was evident that Jordan was smitten with "Brycie" from the tender way he made love to their son.

The parents were satisfied with Lenny's assessment. Lenny, Bryce, Mister Turlington, and Bryce's nineteen-year-old brother Chase spent a fun night together, further convincing Lenny to associate himself with the academy.

Lenny lived with Pieter's family for years. Pieter's son Wim was twenty-two, the same as Lenny, and Wim's son Jacob – who would eventually become Lenny's boss as principal of Hulstlander – was six. Lenny and Wim shared a room and a bed.

Most nights, Jacob was tucked between the two men, both of whom he began to regard as his fathers. Wim never married Jacob's mother. He dated both men and women. Lenny dated only men when he wasn't occupied with Wim.

When one or the other men brought home a companion to stay the night, they would decide on a case-by-case basis who would sleep where. Most times, both Wim and Lenny stayed in their room with the other man acting as an observer, facilitator, or full participant, depending on the visitor's wishes.

Often Lenny would take Jacob by the hand to sleep with Pieter and his wife, Saskia. It was a nudist household ninety-nine percent of the time, so it wasn't a big deal where anyone ended up cuddled for the night.

When Wim was thirty, he was awarded a government grant to return to The Netherlands to dedicate himself to his fiction writing. Jacob, who was just about to turn fifteen, had started at Hulstlander's Upper School and didn't want to go to a country where he had never lived and didn't speak the language.

Wim made the tough decision to allow Jacob to stay behind with his Papa Lenny and grandparents. Wim and Lenny had introduced Jacob into the ways of manly love a couple of years prior. Many tears of loneliness were shed the first few weeks by both Jacob and Papa Lenny.

Eventually, they got used to being just the two of them in bed, except, of course, when Pieter or classmates joined them.

When Jacob went off to Stanford, Lenny decided it was finally time for him to live on his own. Pieter and Saskia were planning to retire back to The Netherlands in the next several years.

It's been ten years since Lenny has lived with anyone. He hasn't dated much during that time. Until meeting Yu-Joon, he never met anyone with whom he thought he could have a relationship.

******

Lenny parked the converted Sprinter and turned to his dates with a smile. "I haven't talked that much in years. I hope you both had a pleasant nap," he joked.

The Bok brothers unbuckled their seatbelts and exited the van. Lenny jumped out of the driver's door and hurried to their side to be of assistance. He was treated to the sight of the two stunning young men stretching their naked bodies as the sun sparkled off their jewelry.

Lenny flashed back thirty years to Pieter de Graaf's fear about breaking the law with public nudity. It's incredible how society has changed, especially in the last couple of years.

The eighteen and twenty-year-old brothers would indeed have been arrested a few years ago for standing naked in a public park with earrings dangling, nipple clamps in place, and decorative chains hanging from their penises.

Two years ago, people began to let their young children play naked in settings like beaches and swimming pools. A year ago, seeing children and even teenagers nude on the street or at the mall was rare, but it happened without inciting much of a fuss.

Teen boys have recently caught on to the idea of being Natural Boys who rarely wear clothing no matter the surroundings or circumstances. It is becoming more common by the day.

Naked adults are still relatively rare in the wild. The Bok brothers split the difference between teens and adults. Lenny was curious as to whether anyone would make a fuss about their lack of attire.

There was only one way to find out.

Lapin Park was newly constructed on three conjoined peninsulas of land that fanned out into the reservoir. The park had opened earlier in the year.

The trifurcated plot was under contract to be developed for lakeside housing, but the developer got an offer she couldn't refuse and sold the land instead to a straw purchaser covering for the Leveret Foundation. The three irregularly-shaped juts together contained about 350 acres.

The main parking lot and bus stop were at the convergence of the three pieces of land. The largest, to the left, contained two baseball fields, two soccer/rugby/football fields with small bleachers, tennis, volleyball, beach volleyball, and basketball courts, hiking and running trails, a fitness park with an obstacle course along with areas for yoga and tai chi, and various support buildings. Two of the buildings had climbing walls set up for multiple levels of difficulty.

The smallest at about eighty acres, the center jut was a mixture of woodlands, meadows, and a freshwater marsh. Several raised boardwalk trails for walking and wheelchairs wound unobtrusively through all of it. There was a narrow beach at the tip used chiefly by aquatic birds.

The area to the right was developed for individual or family recreation. It had playgrounds for toddlers and children, kiddie and wading pools, picnic pavilions, extensive lawns, and a meadow for sunbathing, frisbee throwing, or kite flying. Several areas near the picnic pavilions were set up for horseshoes, badminton, shuffleboard, and such. There were putting greens and miniature golf on the edge of the meadow.

It also had a wide manufactured beach meandering about a mile along all three sides. Several small boat docks where people could drop their rowboats or other small recreational non-motorized watercraft into the lake were close to the parking lot. A looping driveway made it easy for vehicles with trailers to maneuver.

Lenny, Yu-Jin, and Yu-Joon decided they would picnic either on the beach or one of the lawns rather than under a pavilion. The park provided a jitney service to assist visitors in getting themselves and all their essentials to and fro, but the guys decided they would walk the half-mile to the main lawn after spending time sitting in the van.

Yu-Jin retrieved the picnic basket from The Beast's refrigerator and hoisted it up to his wide right shoulder. It didn't need to be refrigerated since what looked like classic wicker picnic baskets were actually high-efficiency Peltier thermoelectric coolers. They could chill their contents forty-five degrees below the outside temperature for up to six hours per battery charge.

Yu-Joon took the other basket and three insulated water bottles in slings. Lenny went to the double doors at the rear of the van to retrieve a large duffel into which he packed the blankets, pillows, and a mat to ensure their comfort. He put an arm through each looped handle and carried it on his back like an enormous backpack. He slung another bag with camera gear over his right shoulder.

"My hands are free if you'd like me to take something. This duffle has a lot more volume than mass," the photographer offered. His dates assured him that they could handle their loads.

Lenny doffed a bucket hat. All three slipped on sunglasses and made off in single file on their ten-minute casual hike, the photographer insisting on going last so that he would have the best view.

They walked to the edge of the large parking lot and passed a massive blue granite marker inset with yard-high white fritted glass letters, "Lapin Park, a gift to the community from the Leveret Foundation."

Several park employees greeted new arrivals asking if anyone needed directions, assistance, or information. Lenny quietly asked a middle-aged woman if he and his dates were appropriately dressed for a day at the park. "Of course, sir," she answered in the most chipper tone possible. "All park facilities are clothing-optional. There is sunscreen available at all shower facilities and beach kiosks. Be sure to use it! Enjoy your day at Lapin Park!"

Lenny felt his trepidation dissipate. It didn't take long for heads to turn. It was a hot Saturday in August, so a few thousand people were around in various areas of the immaculate park. Probably half were on the beaches or in the water.

The pedestrian path the men were trekking shared a wide allée with the bicycle paths, separated by a low creeping juniper median. The allée was lined with double rows of Carolina basswood trees. The sixty-foot-tall trees with their straight trunks gave the gently curving walkway a feeling of a promenade and provided almost unbroken shade.

The driveway for the jitneys sat on the other side of the trees.

It occurred to the photographer only after walking for a few minutes that the hundreds of well-rooted full-grown trees weren't here last year. The expense of moving and planting them must have been tremendous, but the effect was stunning.

Many people were walking, including families with children in strollers, so nobody was going very fast. Lenny looked around but didn't notice any other naked adults, although there were a moderate number of unclothed children, from toddlers through early teens.

A few people going in the opposite direction on foot or bicycle didn't even notice the two naked Korean-American men walking toward them. Very few. Lenny was glad he was wearing sunglasses, so he was able to watch the people watching them.

Most did a double-take and tried to be discrete as they ogled the handsome young men. Many didn't attempt to hide their thirst as they drank in the masculine beauty on full display. A few whistled or called out, "Way to go!"

Nobody showed anything close to disapproval or disgust.

The Boks smiled and nodded but said nothing to their many admirers. They were both accustomed to going out in public wearing only their slippers and cotton gloves when they were on duty for Warren Hill.

******

A woman's voice called out from some distance behind Lenny. He saw a boy wearing only beach shoes trotting past him, squealing. He was six or seven years old.

Yu-Jin saw him, too. He reached down with his free arm and scooped the surprised boy off his feet. "Where are you running off to, young man," he asked while laughing with the youngster.

The three men stopped along the side of the path and turned to find the boy's adult. They spotted a worried-looking woman pulling a roll-along cooler with a large beach bag on top and pushing a stroller with what looked to be a three-year-old in it. The woman, who appeared to be in her late twenties, was hurrying along to catch up with her runaway child. Her naked body stayed firm except for her moderately large breasts, which bobbed as she trotted.

The equally naked tot casually played with Yu-Jin's nipple clamps, unaware of what the twisting and pulling the curiosities might do to a grown man. "I'm racing mommy. I'm winning," the boy exclaimed. "What are these," he segued without pausing, still tugging and twisting Yu-Jin's nipples.

The boy's wide brown eyes looked directly into Yu-Jin's eyes with a playful innocence. His hair was styled in a high undercut twist popular with Black guys. His long twists appeared as carefree as he seemed to be.

The twenty-year-old used all his self-control to keep from getting an erection from the stimulation of his nipples. He took a breath before answering. "They are just silly decorations I decided to put on since I'm not wearing any clothing."

"I'm not wearing clothing either," the boy boasted. He noticed the bejeweled cuff on Yu-Jin's bicep and poked at the emeralds to see if they were magic buttons that might make something happen. Then he grabbed his bearer's face and turned it from side to side, watching the emerald drop earrings swing around.

"I like your decorations," the boy said before giving Yu-Jin a quick peck on the lips. "My name is Bixby, but my friends call me `Bibi.' My mom calls me `Hellion,' but that's not even my name." All three men laughed at the little hellion.

Bixby leaned over to Yu-Joon's bicep cuff and tried to push its ruby "buttons," too. They didn't do anything either, much to his disappointment. The younger Bok brother's nipples also got some attention. "I like your decorations better," he proclaimed to Yu-Joon, "because yours are red." With that matter settled, he stretched to kiss Yu-Joon, too.

"Hi. Are you with my friends," the boy turned his attention to Lenny. The three men were somewhat surprised to find out they were appointment Bixby's friends.

"I am with your friends, Bibi. We are going to have a picnic lunch together," Lenny explained.

"Why are you wearing clothing? Are you being punished? My mommy makes me wear clothing when I do bad things."

Lenny chuckled. "I didn't misbehave. I just wear clothes because it's a habit. I can't believe that you would ever do bad things to cause your mommy to punish you," Lenny joked, tickling Bibi's medium Black skin as his mother finally caught up with the group.

The mother laughed as she overheard Lenny's remark. "Oh, my little hellion is never, ever naughty, are you, Bixby?" She reached over and pinched his ass.

"Mommy!"Bibi yelled, ignoring her comment. "Look. My friends have silly decorations!" Bibi showed his mom the nipple clips, tugging and flicking all four of them in succession. Both brothers flushed as Bibi played with their tits, but neither brother attempted to stop him. They each received another kiss on the lips, followed by a playful smile.

"Thank you for catching the runaway train. My name is Delight," she said with a pleasant smile as she did a little head toss to move an errant box braid away from her face. "And that's Tulsa in the stroller. He's just waking from his nap."

Delight stood about five feet ten inches, the same as Lenny. Every inch of her Black skin was exposed and beautiful. She had a toned, slightly thick-set athletic build.

Yu-Jin introduced himself and his brother, then turned to Lenny. "And this man is our boyfriend, Lenny Putnam." Lenny smiled at Delight, but the cause of his smile was learning that he was promoted from "possible boyfriend" to actual boyfriend.

"Very pleased to meet all of you," Delight nodded since all the men had their hands full, especially Yu-Jin.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Yu-Jin said to Delight. "Can I ask you to take two steps to your left?"

She looked puzzled but did as requested. Yu-Jin smiled, then kissed Bibi. "Guess what, little one? Your mom just won the race. Too bad, so sad."

Bibi tried to squirm his way out of his captive's arm, but Yu-Jin was too strong.

"That's not fair, mommy!" Bibi whined. "Lenny, tell your boyfriend that he cheated. He should have to wear your shirt for ten minutes!"

Lenny laughed. "I wouldn't deprive myself from looking at my boyfriend's beauty."

"Wait," Bibi said as if just figuring out a quadratic equation, "if you're boyfriends, does that mean you are gay like me?"

"No, silly Bibi," Lenny said. "I'm gay like me. You have to be your own kind of gay."

The group mutually decided to start walking again. Lenny insisted on pulling Delight's rolling cooler, leaving her to push Tulsa's stroller. Yu-Joon led the way, followed by Delight and Yu-Jin with Bibi on his hip. Lenny followed last. Bibi looked over Yu-Jin's shoulder at Lenny to consider what the older man had told him.

"Besides," Lenny continued, "what makes you think you're gay?"

Bibi kissed Yu-Jin yet again. "Because I think boys are pretty. But I don't think girls are pretty. My daddy is pretty, too. But my other daddies say that they are handsome. They're not pretty. But they are pretty, too."

"I see," Lenny said soberly. "That just proves it. I am gay, but I also think your mommy is pretty. In fact, I think she is beautiful."

Bibi threw up his hands. "Mommy isn't a girl. She's a mommy!"

"Oh, I'm pretty sure that mommy is a girl," Lenny retorted. "And I'm pretty sure that she is beautiful."

"Thank you, Lenny," Delight said. "By the way, I'm hoping to snag an umbrella so we can eat on the beach. Would you care to join us? Oh, what am I thinking? You want to spend time with each other, don't you?"

Lenny quickly caught the gaze of his boyfriends then assured Delight that they would love to join them on the beach. "Yu-Joon asked me here specifically so he could watch the rowers. This works out perfectly."

"Not perfectly," complained Yu-Joon from the front of the group. Lenny stiffened. "I haven't gotten a chance to carry Bibi. How is that fair?"

The brothers laughed. Yu-Jin handed off the lad without missing a step. He used his newly free hand to adjust the picnic basket on his shoulder. It was only a few minutes more to the beach. About half the people were peeling off at various places to go to the playgrounds, pools, and lawns.

Bibi noticed Yu-Jin's penis lasso for the first time. Then squirmed to look down to confirm that Yu-Joon had one, too. "Why do you have strings on your penises?"

Yu-Joon laughed. "They're just more silly decorations. My brother didn't want to wear one, but I told him that he had to so that we would match."

"You both are silly," Bibi said, then kissed Yu-Joon again. "I like kissing."

"So it would seem," Yu-Joon chuckled. "I like kissing, too." Yu-Joon kissed Bibi three times to prove his point.

Lenny knew the dynamic of his date had changed radically, but watching his two boyfriends interact with Bibi reminded him of his days with Wim de Graaf raising Jacob. Bibi looked back at his mother, Yu-Jin, and, finally, Lenny. He saw Lenny's smile and waved at him, and blew him a kiss. Lenny caught the kiss and placed it on his lips.

******

They arrived at the end of the walkway and stood on the beachgrass surveying the area. Yu-Joon pointed to a spot a few hundred feet to the south as an excellent place to set up. They agreed and prepared to trudge across the sand.

Delight roused Tulsa and told him that he would have to walk the rest of the way. The three-year-old was not happy. Yu-Jin reached down to pick him up. "There's no reason you shouldn't get a lift if Bibi is getting one, is there, little one?"

Tulsa's mood improved instantly, as evidenced by the enthusiastic kisses he shared with his twenty-year-old bearer. Delight folded the stroller, and Lenny picked up her cooler and collapsed the handle. She took the beach bag and thanked Lenny for his help.

Their spot on the beach was much less crowded than other places. It was on a slight rise, too, so Yu-Joon had a better vantage from which to look out for the rowers. A quick survey showed that about one out of five beachgoers was naked, mostly the children, but not exclusively by any means.

They put down their cargo. Lenny unfurled his eight-by-eight-foot mat on the immaculate sand while Yu-Jin trotted to a nearby kiosk. Lenny stopped his work briefly to admire the sight of his boyfriend's body in motion. He and Yu-Joon exchanged a knowing look and a brief kiss.

Delight spread her blanket several feet away. Yu-Joon asked her, "Do we smell already? How can we have lunch together if you're way over there?" She laughed and watched as the eighteen-year-old beauty pulled her blanket so that it touched Lenny's mat.

Once the blankets were arranged, Delight pulled open a telescoping pole and planted it in the sand. There was a bright yellow banner on the top with photos of Tulsa's and Bixby's faces.

"In case they get lost," she explained, "They, or whoever finds them, will know where they belong."

Yu-Jin patted Bibi's bare butt. "I have a feeling you do that out of necessity, not as a precaution."

Delight nodded as she gestured to her hellion.

Lenny placed a couple of soft blankets on top of the mat. Yu-Jin returned with three large umbrellas, which were quickly erected to provide shade. The Bok brothers opened their baskets and set up lunch while Lenny pulled several pillows from his giant duffle. He tossed a couple onto Delight's blanket, then knelt to see what he should do next.

Bixby came over to Lenny and began to unbutton his shirt. "You should be naked, too, Lenny, like the rest of us." A kiss followed that remark.

"Well, I wouldn't want to be the only one wearing clothing, would I," Lenny agreed as he returned Bixby's kiss and kicked off his loafers. "People might think that I was naughty." They both giggled. Bibi had Lenny's shirt and shorts off in just a few seconds.

"You don't have any decorations," Bibi observed while touching Lenny's nipples, ears, and his four-inch flaccid penis.

"Do you think I need decorations?" Lenny asked.

"Yes!" Bibi went over to Yu-Joon and tugged his penis lasso. "I want to put this on Lenny. He doesn't have any decorations. How do you take it off?"

Yu-Joon showed the child how the lasso works. Bibi insisted on doing it himself. After he removed the jewelry, he played with Yu-Joon's foreskin for a few seconds. "I like your penis."

"I like it too," Yu-Joon agreed. Are you going to take my brother's lasso too?" Bibi smiled and nodded with vigor.

Bibi returned to Lenny. "I got you decorations, Lenny!" he said proudly. "Stand up so I can put them on you."

Lenny did as told. He looked over to Delight to see if having her six-year-old manipulate his penis met with her approval. Tulsa was sitting in her lap, suckling on her left breast. They both looked peaceful as they shared an intimate moment.

Delight looked up and rolled her eyes at her son. "Bibi, did you ask Lenny if you could touch his penis?"

"I don't remember, mommy. I'm decorating it. Look."

Bibi led Lenny by his penis, which was now about five inches, and proudly showed his decorating skills to his mother. She agreed that he did a fine job.

Bibi decided he had to adjust one of the lassos and stood with his face just inches from Lenny's cock. He spent about a minute playing, in which time Lenny grew to about six and a half inches, his cock standing about thirty degrees below horizontal.

"There, mommy. I like Lenny's penis better now," he proclaimed.

"Well, that's the important thing, isn't it," Delight joked. "Did you ask Lenny if he likes it?"

"Mommy," Bibi whined as if irritated that he should have to explain, "Lenny got an erection when I played with his penis, so that means he likes it. That's what my daddies say." Bibi held Lenny's penis for his mother to examine. "When are my daddies coming? I'm hungry. Are we going to swim?"

Bibi knelt next to Delight began to suckle on her right breast as she caressed his body. "Papa Mason and Papa Blake should be here in about an hour. Papa Kirk is in Houston for a week, remember?" Bibi nodded as he suckled and hugged his mother and little brother.

Yu-Jin and Yu-Joon had prepared most of the food for their lunch using unbreakable plates. Yu-Joon asked if he might help with the contents of Delight's cooler since she was occupied breastfeeding her sons. She happily agreed.

The footmen, who are trained in food service, made a splendid display from their combined lunches. There was fruit salad, grapes cut in half, clementine wedges, crudites with hummus dip, and mixed olives for starters. Lettuce wraps – vegetarian and with chicken or crab salad, orzo salad with grape tomatoes and diced red onion, and deviled eggs would serve as the main course. Pretzel sticks and trail mix would serve as replacements for picky children or snacks for later in the day.

The desserts were left in the thermoelectric cooler for now. There was enough food for eight or nine people.

Yu-Joon sat on his heels before Delight and offered a spoonful of fruit salad from a large sterling silver spoon. Just because one has to use unbreakable dinnerware at the beach doesn't mean one shouldn't use the fine silver. She thanked him after several spoonsful. "That will hold me over until my boys are done." Her eyes sparkled as she drank in the sight of the six-foot-one-inch teenager and his "decorations."

Yu-Joon kissed each naked boy's cheek as they continued to be nourished by their mother. Bibi found Yu-Joon's hand and pulled it to his cheek as he looked at his new friend with affection. The boy moved Yu-Joon's hand to his mother's breast and wordlessly encouraged him to show the same love he felt for it.

Delight smiled at her son's gesture and enjoyed several minutes of the teen's gentle touch. The teen ended the session by kissing Bibi's lips as he suckled on his mommy's cherished breast.

Yu-Joon shared a squirt of the Delight's sweet, creamy love, smiling with Bibi at their bonding moment. Then he left the child to return to his brother and his boyfriend.

There was no denying that the angel hellion was worming his way into Yu-Joon's heart.

******

They enjoyed lunch in the shade of the beach umbrellas and spoke quietly between them so they didn't disturb the tranquil scene nearby. It didn't stay tranquil for long.

Tulsa finished nursing first. He kissed his mother, then wandered over to Lenny, who was eating a lettuce wrap with crab salad. The youngster sat casually in Lenny's lap, assuming he was welcome, which, of course, he was. He leaned over to sniff Lenny's wrap, then took a bite. He smiled as he chewed, squishing mayonnaise around his mouth.

Tulsa took three more bites of Lenny's wrap, then asked for water. He drank from Lenny's cup after Yu-Jin dabbed his mouth with a cloth napkin. Delight and Bixby joined the group and had their fill of the combined offerings.

After he ate his fill, Bixby walked to each of the men, kissed their lips, and offered thanks for lunch. Tulsa had to imitate his big brother.

Yu-Joon asked if the boys wanted to go closer to the water to watch the afternoon group of rowers. Tulsa said he wanted to play with his friend Yu-Jin. Lenny retrieved his camera bag and joined Yu-Joon. He didn't want to bring all his photo gear, so he brought only two camera bodies: one with a 15-135mm zoom lens for general shots and one with a 120-300mm lens. He would have preferred his 500mm lens for shooting rowers and paddlers several hundred feet away but thought that would be too much to lug around today.

They each took one of Bibi's hands and walked toward the kiosk where they had gotten the umbrellas, where there were also sunscreen stations. They pumped large dollops into their palms to spread over each other.

Lenny and Bibi took great pleasure in slathering Yu-Joon, then Bibi and Yu-Joon returned the favor on Lenny. Both men grew hard, which made Bibi laugh. They virtually doused the boy in sunscreen, making sure to rub his little wiener until it was hard, too.

Bibi decided they should race to the water. Delight yelled at him to stay out of the lake since he didn't have his water wings. She doubted that he heard her over his squealing. She wanted to squeal as well at the view of the bouncing erections chasing Bibi.

Yu-Jin helped Tulsa play in the nearby sand where he had moved one of the umbrellas. They built small structures by molding sand in his beach pail. Tulsa pretended to be a giant and stomped them repeatedly. Yu-Jin made quick work of digging a shallow looping trench for Tulsa to run through. He altered the course several times.

They decided to make it a game of tag, taking turns chasing each other all over the sand after stopping at a sunscreen station. Delight enjoyed the sight of the handsome naked twenty-year-old chasing after her son. She also enjoyed not having to do the chasing herself.

After a dozen turns, Tulsa decided to flee to his mom. Yu-Jin picked up the pail and shovel and followed the toddler. He plopped on his back next to Delight, who was reclined on two of the pillows. Yu-Jin dropped on his back next to Tulsa as he joined in Tulsa's sudden giggling fit.

After they quieted, Yu-Jin bent over and blew raspberries on Tulsa's belly, restarting the giggling. Tulsa tried to exact revenge on Yu-Jin's tight hairless belly but ended up just slobbering on his friend. His failed attempt sent Yu-Jin into a giggling fit anyway. He lay back with his hands behind his head and watched to boy try several times.

Tulsa finally gave up and grabbed Yu-Jin's flaccid penis.

Delight looked over. "Baby, what must you do before you touch someone's penis, anus, or vagina? We talked about this, remember?"

Tulsa let go of the penis and recited, "Ask first."

"That's right, baby. Did you ask?"

Tulsa turned to Yu-Jin, who remained on his back. "Play penis with you?"

"Yes, Tulsa, you can play penis. But first, you have to do something else."

"What, Yu-Jin?" the boy asked.

"You have to give me ten kisses."

The boy laughed, then crawled on his hands and knees up Yu-Jin's torso. The young man stiffened his muscles to keep sharp knees from digging into him.

The adorable tyke's face hovered over Yu-Jin's. He told Tulsa that he had to count each kiss aloud, or it wouldn't stick. Delight smiled at the thoughtfulness of turning a kissing game into a counting game.

Tulsa began his task, proudly counting each kiss as he sat just above Yu-Jin's nipple clamps. They celebrated with loud whoops after ten kisses were accurately counted. Tulsa rolled off his friend and crawled down to his crotch. Yu-Jin hitched up his left leg and let it fall to his side, so Tulsa had a place to sit with easy access to his genitals.

The boy touched and palmed all over Yu-Jin's scrotum, taint and penis while Yu-Jin and Delight looked on in silence. "Mommy, my friend Yu-Jin doesn't have any hair down here, just like Papa Mason and me and Papa Kirk. Papa Blake has hair."

"Yes, Papa Blake has hair," Delight acknowledged.

Yu-Jin took several deep breaths as he enjoyed the boy's manipulation, which stimulated his erection to grow over several minutes to its full nine inches. He turned to Delight as her young son continued to caress him. "So, Tulsa and Bixby are unusual names. Is there a story to them?"

Delight propped herself on her elbow. She locked eyes with Yu-Jin, then looked at his nipples and back up to his eyes. He smiled in agreement. She tugged and twisted his nipples while her son went back to playing with his friend's scrotum.

"There's not much of a story," Delight began. "I married two men, Mason, from Tulsa, and Blake from a tiny town in Oklahoma called Bixby." She gave a protracted tug to a nipple clamp, eliciting a low moan from Yu-Jin.

"Mason is Tulsa's dad, and Blake is Bixby's dad. I don't know what I'm going to do when I have this baby," she said, rubbing her flat stomach. "A few years back, we fell in love with Kirk, and he joined our marriage last year. Kirk is from a small burg in Pennsylvania called Virginville." They both laughed.

Yu-Jin felt Tulsa shift and felt a weight on his cock. He looked down to see Tulsa had dozed off and lay prostrate over Yu-Jin's prostate, with his face nuzzled into Yu-Jin's penis. The boy sighed and moved his hands to his human pillow's hips, then draped his leg over Yu-Jin's thick thigh.

Yu-Jin smiled at the sleeping boy then whispered to Delight, "You're pregnant? Congratulations. When is Virginville expected to arrive?"

She giggled. "I'm only ten weeks along. We haven't told the boys yet." She looked down at her boy. "I can move him. He won't wake up."

"No, no," insisted Yu-Jin. "Let him be. It feels nice."

Delight ran her hand lightly up and down Yu-Jin's torso, entertained by watching his muscles contract from her tickling. "You're sweet. Your brother and Lenny are sweet, too. I can't believe how quickly my boys have taken to you all. They never do that."

They both watched Tulsa snooze for a few minutes. "He does that to his daddies, too," Delight whispered. "He gets them hard, then uses their cocks for a pillow."

Delight and Yu-Jin dozed for a while, too, until Yu-Joon, Lenny, and Bibi returned. They approached silently at Lenny's insistence. Lenny took several photos of the sleeping beauties, then bent down and kissed Yu-Jin lightly while Yu-Joon kissed Delight. Bibi lay down at Yu-Jin's crotch facing his brother, kissed Yu-Jin's erect cock, then sighed into almost instantaneous sleep, his brown body shiny with sweat and sunscreen.

Yu-Joon knelt above his brother's head and kissed him upside down. Delight rolled away and invited Lenny to take her place. Yu-Joon lay on the other side of his brother, careful not to disturb the young brothers sleeping on Yu-Jin's crotch.

The three men spent several minutes quietly kissing and caressing each other. Delight retrieved a water bottle from her cooler. "How long have you been boyfriends," she asked in a low voice.

"About three hours," Yu-Joon answered with a chuckle. "This is our first date."

Delight was horrified. "Oh no. I'm sorry. We've completely taken over your date and intruded on your time. I'll pack up these boys, and we'll get out of your hair."

"Don't even think about it," Yu-Jin protested. "I love these boys! And you didn't intrude on us. We intruded on you. I'm the one who kidnapped Bibi."

Lenny and Yu-Joon agreed. Lenny told her that seeing his boyfriends interact with the tots cemented his affection for them. "We all were nervous driving here today. We didn't know what we would talk about or how we would fill the time. I blabbed incessantly. Now we've bonded over these little angels, and the time has flown. We should thank you," Lenny explained.

They went on to tell her about how Lenny and Yu-Joon met at Hulstlander Academy's Upper School and how he met Yu-Jin just this morning.

Delight smiled but then looked at Lenny with bewilderment. "Did you just call my boys `angels?' You've met them, right?"

They shared muted laughs. "My hellion is going to start at Hulstlander's Lower School next week,' she said. "I can't believe he is old enough to go to school for a full day. He wants to know if he has to wear clothing to school."

Lenny looked at the beautiful naked boy. "I honestly don't know about the Lower School. All their gym classes are held in the nude, of course," he explained. "I know that a few students in the Upper School have become Nature Boys, so they will spend the entire day nude."

Lenny thought for a moment. "My advice would be to send him to school naked. If anyone takes issue with it, they will ask you to dress him the next day. There's no use `punishing' him unnecessarily."

Delight laughed at her son's view of clothing as punishment.

After several more minutes of conversation, Delight went off to refill water bottles for everyone. Lenny and Yu-Joon returned their attention to Yu-Jin, who reciprocated by taking their cocks in his hands, careful not to disturb the sleeping boys.

The men sensed movement over their heads but paid no attention, thinking it was Delight. Two men sat down just inches away on either side of the trio but said nothing as they waited for the reclining men to react.

Yu-Jin looked carefully at both of them as he continued massaging his brother's and boyfriend's cocks. Finally, he broke out in a wide smile. "You must be Blake," he said to the thin but toned white man to his right with strawberry blond hair and a ruddy complexion. "Which means you must be Mason," he nodded to the Black man to his left.

Thirty-six-year-old Mason was muscular and cut with medium-dark reddish-brown skin. He weighed just under two hundred pounds. Blake looked like a cute nerd who did aerobics. He carried about one hundred forty pounds on his nineteen-year-old frame. He had sparse blond hair on his torso, arms, and legs.

Yu-Jin introduced his brother and boyfriend. "I think we wore your boys out with sand tunnels, tag, and races on the beach," he explained, the two boys sleeping while snuggled against his persistent nine-inch erection.

"Delight went to refill water bottles," Lenny explained.

Mason leaned over Yu-Joon, placed his large hand on the teen's throat, and kissed him with his wide, prominent lips. Mason could win blue ribbons with his kissing. Blake mirrored his husband's actions, starting with Lenny.

They took turns kissing Yu-Jin. "Our boys seem to have taken a liking to you," Blake said. "I can see why. They are usually shy when meeting new people. And Delight doesn't trust easily either, so you guys must have made quite an impression on our little lovelies for her to leave you alone with them sleeping on your cock. Your very nice cock, by the way."

The husbands kissed their way down Lenny and Yu-Joon's torsos. Blake swallowed Lenny's seven-inch erection while Mason took care of Yu-Joon's nine-inch pulsing erection.

A minute later, they moved simultaneously to change to sixty-nine positions as if they had secretly choreographed to movement.

The younger Bok brother relished having his cock deep throated and tried to do as good a job on the seven thin melanated inches occupying his gullet. Lenny had to work harder to get his mouth around Blake's thick pink eight inches.

Delight saw the antics of two of her husbands as she returned and decided to hang back. She went to the Warren Hill picnic basket to retrieve a plate of brownies that Yu-Joon had arranged. She decided to give her horny husbands a couple of minutes of fun while she ate a bite-size gooey brownie. Maybe two brownies. No more than three.

She went to Blake first, since he was closer, and stroked his back and trim pert ass. "Hey, baby, don't make Lenny cum. He and these boys are on their first date, and they haven't cum yet," she explained quietly.

Both husbands heard her and released the cocks they had been sucking, but both kept gently thrusting into Lenny and Yu-Joon's mouths.

Blake and Delight kissed sloppily for a minute. Then he swallowed Lenny's balls, wanting to make him feel good without taking him over the edge. Delight walked around to Mason, who maintained a steady rhythm face fucking Yu-Joon as he kissed his wife.

Mason and Blake then leaned across Yu-Jin to kiss each other. They kept mashing their faces together as their breathing transitioned into panting. Delight tended to her sleeping boys.

The husbands moaned into each other's mouths while pistoning into Lenny and Yu-Joon in perfect synchronization. Yu-Jin found a nipple on each husband and added to their stimulation.

In two minutes, they were ready to fire. Both pulled back so that only their coronas were in their suckers' mouths. Mason dumped five shots into Yu-Joon's mouth. Blake ejaculated several more times after that.

Both husbands knelt above their suckers and encouraged them to share their liquid treasure with Yu-Jin and each other while they kissed again. Mason and Blake exchanged repeated words of love. Each couldn't get enough of the other, as if they were middle school crushes. Blake was only a few years out of middle school.

Although Mason and Blake had released their yearning, Lenny and the Bok brothers were still tightly wound. Delight had been lovingly stroking her boys' bodies, causing both of them to rouse.

Bibi squeezed Yu-Jin's persistent erection and kissed it. Tulsa saw what his brother did and had to imitate him. Then Tulsa kissed his brother softly. "Love you, Bibi," he said drowsily. "Love you, too," Bibi reciprocated.

The young brothers sighed while kissing repeatedly and bringing each other back from the Land of Nod. Bixby was the first to notice his fathers, and his squeal of joy triggered Tulsa.

Bixby was in Blake's arms and kissing his daddy as Tulsa scrambled up Mason's muscular form. "No!" yelled Tulsa to his brother. "My friend Yu-Jin says that you have to count, or they won't stick. You have to start over."

Blake laughed, and his green eyes sparkled in the reflected light from the shaded white sand. The teenage father leaned over the twenty-year-old's bashful smile. "You are a good friend to my precious boys." Blake kissed Yu-Jin, leaving a string of saliva connecting them when they separated. "One!"

Everyone laughed. Tulsa turned to Yu-Jin. "How many kisses, Yu-Jin?"

"Well, you kissed me ten times, so I think your daddies deserve twenty. Can you count that high?"

Tulsa looked at Yu-Jin as if he were ridiculous. "I can count to one hundred! Papa Mason says I'm too smart!"

"Okay then, my young scholar, just to keep you on track, every time you kiss Papa Mason, Yu-Joon and I are going to kiss Lenny. Does that sound fair?" Yu-Jin asked.

"You have to count, too, Yu-Jin. Or else they won't stick," the toddler commanded.

Bixby and Tulsa began to kiss Papa Blake and Papa Mason, with Tulsa dutifully counting each kiss, then waiting for Lenny to get his kisses properly counted as well.

Delight couldn't believe how stinking cute the scene was. She smiled until her face hurt. Everyone was smiling and then congratulated Tulsa on leading the class through its counting exercise. He was very proud of himself.

The six adults took turns holding the boys as they shared stories about themselves for the next twenty minutes over brownies and sparkling blueberry lemonade. Delight made sure that she had all three of her new friends' contacts in her phone, assuring them that she would send them texts with her and her three husbands' information as well.

Lenny looked at his boyfriends when he saw the drink. Yu-Joon just wiggled his eyebrows and refused to tell his secrets.

Delight then told the guys that it was time for them to spend some time together. "Mason and Blake are going to take the boys swimming while I do some reading. And you three are going to go for a walk and make out the way you should have been doing all afternoon."

The youngsters got extra special hugs and kisses. Yu-Joon made Delight promise to bring them to Warren Hill for a play date or for the boyfriends to come to her house to babysit whenever she wanted.

"Three more kisses," Yu-Jin said to Tulsa. He kissed all three of his new friends in turn before counting. Before he could start the third round, Yu-Jin stopped him.

"Nope! You have to save the third one for the next time we're together."

Tulsa pouted for a few seconds, then celebrated that they were going to see each other again. All too soon, he was distracted with putting on his water wings to go swimming.

The adults shared sensual kisses, too, then Lenny and his boyfriends walked with their arms around each other to see the sights of the large park.

Many thanks to the readers who asked me to continue this story. I apologize that this side plot got to be more involved than I had planned. I hope you continue to find these chapters entertaining. I'm happy for you to share your thoughts.