05 - Palm Springs Family

05 - Palm Springs Family - Day of Days

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This is a story of fiction, involving sensitive and controversial topics and sex. If there is any reason you shouldn't read such stories, then please don't read this one.

This is a `Coming of Age' story... It wasn't supposed to include a lot of sex, but the boys seem to have their own ideas. Sorry?

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Day 2

Saturday late morning

When I thought about how our first day together would go, I expected it to be all about what we did... it wasn't.

I thought we would go somewhere and the entire story would be about where we went, what the boys saw, what they did. The entire day ended up being about us and the boys, way more than where we went or what we did. It started the moment we opened the car doors to get in.

Michael is driving and Alex is sitting up front, as usual. He whines about being put in the back, claiming it feels claustrophobic. Yeah right... But you know what, I'd much rather sit in the back with the boys than sit in front anyway. SO THERE! ;-)

I thought about telling them, "You decide where you want to sit," just to annoy them a bit... Instead, I just open the door and say, `after you guys'! There're no arguments or even bickering. Luke and Steve offer to let the twins go first.

Ends up boyfriends together and brothers together. No surprise, but I wonder if they will always pair up like that. I suspect this whole thing is still stressful enough for them that they're still hanging onto their `security blanket' with all their might.

Luke and Steve seem happy with the 3rd row seats, maybe happy for a little more hand-holding privacy, not that it would be a problem anyway, with Diego and Daniel in the second row, and they immediately offer to switch next time. I take a seat on the 2nd row next to Diego.

Michael had already entered our destination in his phone, which he hands to Alex to navigate. Alex, even as a child, had a `map fetish'. He was always buying atlases and maps and it's standard in the car that he `navigates'. Works for me.

We no more than got out of the parking lot, before the questions begin. I think the boys are getting over their shyness... Heaven help us!

Tell us about Palm Springs?

Desert. Hot. Lots of sun. No rain... almost never. Very gay-friendly.

Are fifty percent of the people really gay?

Probably not, but it's hard to tell because so many people live there part-time or have a second home there

How big is the pool?

Pretty big... not olympic size, but certainly big enough to swim (short) laps. I screw up and mention `clothing optional' in the pool... tell them they can decide... and no, doesn't need to be unanimous. They seem shocked. No thoughts on that yet.

We used to do that, but not anymore, with the boys around. Unfortunately.

Can they have friends over to swim?

YES, of course

Do they each have their own bedroom?

YES

Do they HAVE to have separate bedrooms?

Probably... at least officially. Child Services requires each one of you to have your own bedroom to be able to adopt. Not sure how they would feel if they find out boyfriends and/or brothers choose to sleep together. We'll have to figure out how to ask that. But as long as we agree to never tell them, no problem. Sleep where you want.

Can boyfriends sleep together?

YES... Don't tell CPS.

Can brothers sleep together?

YES... Don't tell CPS.

Can they sleep in t-shirts and underwear?

You can sleep NAKED if you want... We do... that one gets a lot of big eyes, although I suspect at least the boyfriends already do, seeing the kinda `lewd' look and eyebrow wiggle from Luke... they see that I saw them, and blush... I just laugh.

Don't tell CPS.

Can we kiss in front of you guys? (boyfriends ask)

OF COURSE

Can we snuggle up on the couch and watch TV? (twins ask)

WE'LL BE WORRIED IF YOU DON'T... they laugh

How many kids live nearby?

A few.

How is the school like they'll be going to?

Don't know. Have to find out.

We'll see if we can get us all a tour this summer.

Do we have a dog?

No (hadn't even thought of that...)

Can we get a dog?

Probably... but let's get settled first please

Who cooks?

We all can, but Michael does most of it. He gives lessons... hint, hint

We'll go shopping and get you all the things you need.

That led to LOTS of questions...

We'll deal with most of that when we get back

Will they have chores to do?

Yes. What?

Helping out keeping the house presentable, helping set the table for meals, stuff like that. Maybe doing your own laundry... that got a `why?' and a vague answer... can't very well tell them it's so they won't be embarrassed by the `dads+1' finding cum stains on their sheets, now can I?

And you will get an allowance for helping out

How much will the allowance be?

Don't know... We'll let you `suggest' what would be fair.

Really? Of course.

How are we getting back?

Flying

Where from?

Local Airport

I didn't think big planes land there

They don't

How are we flying?

Little Plane

What does that mean?

You'll see

And, no, I was NOT being this `short' with them. There was a LOT of laughing and kidding and even hugging involved, for both questions and answers... but that's the gist.

I didn't have a clue what I expected it would be like if we were ever able to adopt. I think I just figured it out. It's like having FOUR KIDS... Damn. What? I never claimed to be `bright'.

But the most amazing thing we're all discovering is how amazing it is to have FOUR KIDS. I mean... yes, it's going to take some time to get used to this. Probably a LOT of time. Maybe the rest of our lives. And right now it seems like everything in the world is up in the air, with no good answers to about a million questions.

And the number of things being put on `TO DO' lists is getting scarily long. I think everybody has a `TO DO' list at this point. Thank goodness for reminder lists on iPhones, or whatever kind you have.

I'm trying to convince myself (ourselves) that it's all just a `learning process'. It's going to take a while for all of us to feel totally comfortable with each other, but comparing how easy it is with each other today as opposed to the first time we met, it's a huge improvement already.

Although it was ONLY yesterday that we met. Wow. Amazing. There is no awkwardness at all really. Well, after the `will you adopt our brothers? Please?' thing.

I'm still trying not to be too `touchy feely'... being gay is probably the reason I worry about that. I suspect adopted boys never have to worry about that with most `straight' fathers. Yeah, I know, terrible stereotype, but that doesn't mean it's not true.

The boys don't know us at all, and the last thing we want to do is make them uncomfortable. I'm trying to keep my `touchy feely' to a pat on the shoulder unless something more seems appropriate.

The boys don't seem to shy away from contact like that, with us or each other. They seem perfectly happy for little hugs and being close. They also initiate them way more than I was expecting. It's probably just a `kid thing'. And I already dread the day they grow out of that... so much.

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We had all spent some time looking for things to do, and all had spent some time on the riverboat website... We know basically what to expect.

Our first outing together, the riverboat cruise, is... different. I mean, it's fun, it's amazing, it's exhausting! I've never even thought about trying to keep up with FOUR 12 year old boys. It's exhausting! What in the hell were we thinking?

We seem to attract a fair amount of attention. Not sure whether it's the four kids, who don't exactly match as far as skin tone, eye color, and other non-important stuff goes... or the `2+1' gay dads - not that we're wearing a big sign, but I'm sure some people hear the boys calling us `dads'. No problems, just a lot of confused stares at these boys all calling us `dads'.

Trying to corral seven people, 4 of which are pre-teens, isn't easy. Getting the tickets was the easy part. Keeping everybody together until we can go onboard... not so much.

We give each of the boys $20, so of course the first thing they want to do is go find something to spend it on... junk food of course. At their ages I probably would have too.

I also learned an important lesson. They hear what you say. At least when they want to.

We go to the dining room for lunch later, after getting underway. Fortunately the boat has great views from the dining area. We're given menus and I tell them to order what they want to eat, and then make the serious mistake of telling them `you decide'.

Taking guesses on which one asked, "So does that mean we have to all get the same thing to eat?" Yeah. It's Luke. I just love that boy.

I should have just said, `of course not', but I couldn't resist. "Yes! Of course."

The look on their faces is great, with big wide-open eyes, they kinda look at US and then at each other and then kinda shrug and start looking at the menu.

I start to say, "JUST KIDDING!" They all four break out laughing before I can even finish... Little shits! I love these boys... so much. I think whoever's sitting next me gets their first new dad `noogie'... and maybe a kiss on the top of his head... don't tell him.

Back on deck, all the `dads+1' have their iPhones out snapping pictures. That does NOT escape the attention of the boys, who explain that the cell phones they have been `loaned' by Mr. Frank are pretty ancient. Seems Mr. Frank is NOT a big fan of `smart phones'. Probably has a lot to do with price and broken screens.

We tell them they'll get new phones and iPads and `stuff' after we get back. That was quite a little topic of conversation for a while. And, of course, we all three give our phones to the boys and show them how to take pictures. And plead with them to not drop them overboard.

What? We're new at this, ok? And, there are three phones and 4 boys, but there are no arguments at all. They share. Damn. They even help each other figure out how to use the camera.

Steve seems to have more experience with phones than the other guys. Makes sense, I guess... given their family situations... before. And they even ask us to take pictures of them, and they take group pictures of all of us, in about every combination possible. We hope. We even ask one kind gentleman, who's been watching us and the boys, and laughing a lot, to take a few pictures of ALL of us together.

I'm fast discovering that one has to be careful when making terrible statements like "SURE" when a 12-year old asking about doing/buying/eating something. They DO remember what you said - when it's to their advantage.

Now, don't Laugh. I know this should have been SO obvious, but it wasn't, ok? It occurred to me today, that adopting pre-teens is NOT the same as adopting babies. I said, don't laugh. But, in a lot of ways I think it's the best of all worlds.

Sure, maybe it would have been even better in some ways if we had adopted younger kids. Eight? Nine? Ten? I don't know, but honestly I'm glad we didn't. I mean these boys already have such amazing personalities... all different, and watching them interact, and watch how they grow and develop is, to me, way more interesting than changing diapers - for babies, not 8 - 10 year olds! Get your mind out of the gutter. I know we missed a lot of amazing experiences by adopting pre-teens, but I think it's absolutely PERFECT in every way.

Luke is, well, Luke. He's a tall, very good looking, decently muscular blonde with beautiful piercing blue eyes and a great personality and he's very quick witted. He can come up with an amazing `comeback' with no thought at all. He absolutely isn't afraid to ask hard questions. And he has an absolute heart of gold.

At first blush he comes across as the most confident, and he probably actually is... most of the time. But it's also obvious Luke will do anything for anybody, if he can. He never ever, so far, has been short or snippy or jealous or possessive with the other boys, or us. None of them have, despite being under a lot of stress.

Luke had a horrible family life... alcoholic parents. His dad was abusive, and ended up actually killing Luke's mom... in front of Luke. His dad was killed by police during that incident, and Luke ran away.

Steve, like Luke, is going to be a heartthrob, no doubt about it. He already is. But he's a great contrast to Luke in a lot of ways, with his dark hair and eyes. He does look a little like he could be Michael's brother, and they honestly spent a lot of time together... when Luke would let him get more than six inches away.

He's a little more reserved than Luke, but not shy once he knows you a bit. He's lighter in complexion than Daniel and Diego, but he looks a little like them in his features. He's very intelligent, but he doesn't deliver as many quick comebacks as Luke. He's way more thoughtful about his answers. He's a tiny bit shorter than Luke... about an inch. Probably will catch up. He doesn't have quite as athletic a build as Luke, being a little thinner.

Daniel and Diego are both gorgeous boys. Their complexion is a wonderful light brown color, their hair and eyes very dark, borderline black. They're tall and thin, but a little smaller than Luke and Steve, but younger too, reminding us of the people we used to see around Guadalajara, Mexico, which was colonized by Spain, and a lot of people there look more Spanish than indigenous Mexican.

They look `almost' identical. I CAN tell them apart. They have a slightly different hair style, and Diego has a cute little mole on the left side of his face.

They are both very intelligent, but not being able to stay in school full-time has put them a little behind... but not seriously, and we'll talk to them when we get back about getting help of some kind - maybe a tutor. We also want to ask them if they're interested in continuing their Spanish education. Being bilingual is a tremendous advantage in life, especially in California, and especially if one of those languages is Spanish.

We'll offer Spanish lessons to all the boys. We would love to improve our pretty bad Spanish also, having had only 2 months of Spanish ever, but it was in immersion classes in Seville, Spain.

We're both pretty fluent in German, even passing all the sample tests in a course we took to prepare the foreign kids learning German for college admission. German doesn't help much in California - none actually. Long story... and we did that before meeting Michael. We will encourage the boys to learn any languages they're interested in.

We are ALL so damn glad we met Diego and Daniel, and worked out, pending final approval, adopting all four boys. And if it's rejected it's going to destroy all of us.

To see them interact and the honest affection, and I think even love, for each other is heartwarming. They've been in the group home together roughly 7 or 8 months or so, Steve about two months less than the others, and they obviously have already become great friends.

I/we were so freaked out wondering what the boys would think of `2+1' gay dads... but it doesn't seem to be an issue at all. It helps of course that two of them are boyfriends, and the other two at least think they're gay. Thank gawd, we were more than a little panicked about `girlfriends' appearing and arguments about why Luke and Steve can sleep together, but not them and a girlfriend. Dodged a bullet on that one. We hope.

The more time we spend with each other, honestly, it seems like we've known each other way longer than one and a half days.

The day was PERFECT! It was absolutely PERFECT. In fact, it was NORMAL. It was just an absolutely normal, absolutely `typical' day, for a not so typical family. And that's exactly what we are... A FAMILY.

I came to another conclusion about being a dad... it's scary as hell. I almost had a panic attach every time one of the boys was out of my sight. I mean, I don't want to `lose' one of them. Will they fall overboard? But the boys are going to get tired of my `panic' very quickly... How do parents even breath when their children are out of their sight?

When we leave the riverboat the boys all dig in their pockets to give us back the money left from the $20. We of course tell them to keep it. Big smiles from them, but we're all very impressed that they tried to give it back.

We stop at a not-stuffy restaurant on the way back. No big surprise, they all want hamburgers. We just agree and get the same. Us `dads+1' don't actually tend to eat a LOT of red meat, but we're certainly not vegetarians.

We probably would be, but it takes way too much energy to plan everything. And traveling while vegetarian is not easy. We'll probably be pretty accommodating with what they want to eat, although we're not above trying to sneak in a lot of fruits and veggies.

All of the boys are so well-behaved and didn't cause a bit of problem. It's not as quiet as just three adults, but it's way more entertaining and fun.

The most perfect thing of all - Diego and Daniel ask me to sit in the middle, between them, on the way back to the group home. They offered the middle to Luke and Steve, but they wanted the back. They both lean into me, and honestly are asleep before we make it back. Sitting there with my arms over their shoulders and their heads on my shoulders, was a perfect end to a perfect day. I had tears. Lots!

Alex looks back occasionally and smiles. Michael too, and he looks a little envious. Alex and I might have to offer to drive more, so he can sit in the back with them some. It's very important that he and they develop the best relationship possible. I think Michael's concerns are getting better over the whole situation. I hope so with all my heart. We know we still have hurdles to face and resolve, along with all the surprises that will undoubtedly come up.

When we get back the boys invite us to go with them to their rooms so we can see how much stuff they want to take back. They're actually modular trailers, I guess, with three units in each one - direct entry to each from outside. We're really impressed. Both rooms are neat and clean. Don't know if they have to clean, but I think they do their own laundry. Probably good! We'll ask eventually.

We visit Daniel and Diego's room first. Then they go with us to Steve and Luke's room. Daniel and Diego want to hang out and talk with L&S after we leave. Supposedly to find stuff to do tomorrow. I suspect it's also to talk about us. That's okay. We talked about them too. And it was all nothing but praise and how damn happy we are.

We're coming back tomorrow at 9 AM to see what the boys want to do, and to think about packing. We may have to get a few suitcases first.

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Luke & Steve's POV

After we leave, the four sit and talk for a while.

Luke is reluctant, but asks Daniel and Diego what they think, "Guys, we're so happy that we're going to be brothers. You haven't changed your minds... have you?" kinda sweating the entire time, although he doesn't really think they have. They seem as happy and he and Steve.

Diego starts his answer by tearing up, "Luke and Steve, we'll never be able to thank you... Without you they never would have even met us. We... love the idea of us being brothers... we hope you do too," which is all it takes to get a big four-way hug... even cheek kisses, which they'd never dared to do... since they didn't know Daniel and Diego are gay.

They sit and talk for a while, and even though they're still not sure how it'll work to have `gay dads', they all four think they hit the dad jackpot, and the big brother one too. Everybody has questions about how it'll all go... but nobody has any doubts.

Diego and Daniel eventually bid their `brothers' goodnight and head back to their room, hand in hand... maybe for the last couple of times.

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After we leave, and after Diego and Daniel leave, Luke and Steve are ready for a little stress relief of their own. They have been under so much stress, worrying about how this will go.

On one hand they realized they might never get a better chance to stay together. They know that many straight parents would never even consider adopting a gay boy, and that very few would ever consider adopting two gay boys who are Boyfriends.

But, they have absolutely no idea what it means that these two gay men want to adopt them. Or is it three? They both thought that maybe it's somehow sex-related. They don't want to think that. They're each afraid to say it to the other, afraid the other will refuse to even consider being adopted by these men?

After meeting them and spending the day with them, it doesn't seem like the three are like that. They seem like really nice guys, who just want kids. Who wants THEM as their kids.

After turning out all the lights except the one in the bathroom, with the bathroom door slightly open to provide a little light, Luke walks up to Steve, reaches down and takes both Steve's hands in his own. He leans forward just enough so that their lips barely touch. Just moving his lips left and right a little.

Staring into the dark, bottomless pools of Steve's eyes that seem to be connected directly to his soul. The soul of the one person on this whole planet that Luke has fallen head over heels in love with. At first sight.

His heart broke when he saw Steve. When he saw how broken he was. When he saw he had absolutely no will to live any longer. He knew he had to rescue Steve... because it was the only way he could ever rescue himself. But, he would have tried with all his might anyway.

Luke had been asked by Mr. Frank to help heal Steve. He knows that Luke is more than capable of doing that. He also knows that Luke comes across as someone who speaks sometimes without thinking first, but he knows better.

Luke applies a tiny bit more pressure to their lips. He offers Steve just a tiny sliver of tongue, which is of course immediately and lovingly given entrance. They just stand kissing, and looking into each others eyes, like they have many times before... but this time with tears running down their faces.

And this time it's different. This time they might, just might, be closer to having a home. Closer to having a place to be together, if not forever, hopefully long enough for them to reach 18 years of age. That will at least give them options if anybody tries to separate them. They'll be able to refuse, and stay together... somehow.

It's with this flood of emotions that they melt into each other tonight. They want to celebrate, but are so afraid that all their hopes will still be destroyed.

Luke is arguably in a much better place already than he was with his father, but Steve has gone from having parents and a sister, to having only Luke. And somewhere deep down inside, he feels guilty that he's as happy with Luke as he is. He feels like he should mourn his family more. But he loves Luke so much.

Luke reaches up and slowly lifts Steve's shirt, letting the tips of his fingers oh so gently graze Steve's stomach and sides, and raises it slowly up from the bottom, while looking lovingly into Steve's eyes.

Sliding his hands so softly up with the shirt, he waits for it to so slowly clear his nipples, then leans down and very slowly bathes his right nipple with his tongue, while inhaling as much of his soulmate's essence as he can.

He loves how Steve smells, especially further down, but his entire scent, from his hair all the way down, causes Luke to instantly relax and think about how much he truly loves Steve.

He wakes up many nights lying next to Steve and just lies there, quietly inhaling all that Steve is, with an arm wrapped securely around him, pulling him closer.

He releases the right perky little nub, and then does the same to his left. Steve is emitting a constant stream of low-pitched moans and hums..

Luke slowly pushes the shirt up higher, lifting Steve's arms straight up. He pushes his hands slowly up Steve's sides, moving the shirt with them, thru his armpits, staying and caressing just a moment, then attacking his right armpit with his face, and then his nose, and then his tongue.

He moves back to Steve's lips, to share his own essences back with him, then he repeats the same thing on the other side. And, again moving to his lips to share everything he has.

Steve is moaning louder and more gutturally than he ever has... then, moving the shirt up slowly until it covers Steve's face... but he stops pushing, staying still and supporting Steve's arms.

Instead of taking off the shirt he leans forward and slowly kisses Steve... opening his mouth and trying his best to kiss his sexy boyfriend, thru the fabric of the shirt... Steve trying to kiss back. It's torture to want so much to taste each other, but not be quite able to. But it heightens their feelings of anticipation even more.

Luke pushes a little higher, until the shirt clears Steve's lips then immediately devours his mouth, and he so very slowly keeps pushing the shirt higher, until it it's off. He then takes Steve's face gently in his hands, and leans forward and kisses him with all the love he has. It's almost enough to cause both of them to come... just from the kiss.

They both shed a tiny tear just standing there, gazing into each others' eyes, knowing how much they love each other. Whether by unspoken agreement or just the way they're feeling, neither one says anything. This is about what they feel for each other. They've talked about this enough... for now.

While their kissing is reaching a new level of excitement, Luke slowly drops his hands from Steve's face, and moves slowly to start undoing his belt buckle. Then, he moves on to the snap on the shorts. And then the zipper... moving Steve slowly, gently backward until the back of his legs touches their bed.

Dropping Steve's shorts and underwear to the floor, he gently gets Steve to sit down on the bed. Kneeling down, he slides the shorts and underwear over the shoes. Then, just as gently, undoes the shoes and removes them, then the socks... inhaling Steve's scent on his feet and pressing his socks firmly to his face and inhaling.

Steve stands, extends his hands, inviting Luke to slowly stand... and slowly replays the same motions on Luke, so thoroughly enjoying this level of intimacy with him.

He loves Luke so much it hurts. And the thought of losing him is more than he can bear. He will do anything to stay with Luke, and if that means living with two gay men, or three gay men, he will gladly do it. He will do more too, if he has to, but he hopes he'll never have to. But he will, for Luke. He'll do anything for Luke.

Luke stands after he is completely exposed. He has never felt so comfortable with any other person before.

He certainly never had any feelings for his father, other than probably hatred, and maybe fear. But Luke is such a kind soul that he can't bring himself to say it. Even to himself. His mother was kinda `just there'. Usually drunk or on drugs, like his father.

Does he actually miss them? Does he even want them back... it's of course not possible anyway, but would he ever want them back? No, he doesn't. He has no doubt whatsoever. He only wants Steve. And a place to be with him. For as long as they live.

He is more hopeful about this possible adoption than he has ever been to this point. The day together was... odd. It felt just like it should feel to be out with your boyfriend, and two dads, and maybe an older very sexy gay brother... and maybe two slightly younger sexy gay brothers. It felt so good. But he doesn't have any experience with any of this to know if it's really right or not. He knows he never did anything like that with his... parents.

He will do it. He will gladly go live with these three men, if it means staying with Steve. And they both really did enjoy being with Michael, Diego and Daniel. Does he love them already? Yes, he does. Maybe this is exactly what it's like having brothers... and dads that you love.

Luke comes across sometimes as being the more confident, even the slightly cocky one... but deep down he's not. He's been so afraid of losing Steve, but he's not afraid in the least to show Steve just how vulnerable he is.

Luke goes to the nightstand and retrieves a tube of lotion that they use as lube. He squirts a dab on his fingers and rubs it lovingly on Steve's dick... oh so lovingly. He kisses Steve as he lies slowly back on his bed, urging Steve forward with him until he is pressed against his ass, which is at the edge of the bed.

Steve drops slowly to his knees, lifting Luke's legs under his knees... oh so slowly, exposing his tiny little pucker that he loves so much. He leans forward, inhaling the scent that he loves, of the person that he loves, moving his face forward until his nose is rubbing up and down Luke's crack.

Oh, damn he loves Luke. As he moves slowly up and down, he gently sticks out his tongue, so Luke can feel it moving lovingly bottom to top... top to bottom, then the tongue takes aim at the pucker... teasing it gently, then a little more, and then more, until Luke is moaning sensuously. Sticking his tongue slowly out and into his boyfriend, slowly, as deeply as it can possibly go.

Damn he loves Luke so much. He sticks one finger in his mouth, getting it as wet as possible, and then adds that to his gentle, loving assault. He does this until his tongue can't do it anymore.

He raises up enough to pick up the tube of lotion.... rubbing a little gently on his boyfriends adorable tight little pucker... and then, dropping the tube, reaches slowly forward... making such a gentle contact.

He takes his finger and runs it thru the lotion and then pushing, oh so gently pushing... at that point where Luke feels it, where Steve feels the resistance, he keeps pushing gently, until it starts to give. It starts to consider letting him in... oh the look in Luke's eyes.

Luke so totally loves Steve, just as Steve totally loves Luke. He pushes a little more, watching Luke's eyes as he penetrates the barrier, the look of love... so, so slowly... and then... he's in. One finger. It's so warm and moist. It's almost hot on his finger.

He feels his finger move inside his soulmate, oh so slowly, turning his finger over, dragging it slowly against his insides, feeling the incredible softness and warmness and moistness of Luke's insides.

He listens as Luke starts to moan, lower and deeper... never stopping with his finger, so that Luke doesn't stop moaning. He feels the little nub that he knows is his prostate. He has made Luke come before, just by massaging him from the inside. He stares into Lukes eyes as he rotates and moves his finger, being so careful to watch Luke's eyes. He will NEVER hurt Luke... NEVER.

He pulls back out, which causes Luke to emit a sad moan, but then two fingers, moving them to spread the lotion... and back in... widening slowly and gently... then part of three... rotating... touching... enjoying... watching Luke enjoy... the whole time Luke is just surrendering his whole being to his lover.

He trusts Steve with his life. He will let him do anything. He knows Steve will never hurt him. Will never abandon him. Will never betray him. He knows this just as Steve knows the same about Luke. It's just the way it is, and the way it will always be. As long as they live.

Steve removes his three fingers, again hearing a sad lonely moan from Luke, and inserts a much more intimate part of him. That blows his mind every time he thinks about it. Part of me is inside Luke. Inside the person I love so much.

Moving slowly forward, watching the sublime look of pleasure on his boyfriends face. The looks of love, the feelings of love, the mysteries of love (apologies to Sufjan Stevens), as they are gazing into each other's eyes. Pushing in, and out, and in... Love. The more they touch each other, the more they want to touch each other. The more they want to love each other.

"Oh fuck, I love Luke so much," Steve thinks to himself. Pushing harder and faster, making love harder and faster, but never roughly... showing his boyfriend how much he loves him... deeper and more passionate. Oh fuck, Oh fuck, OH FUCK. They enjoy each other with all their hearts for many minutes.

Luke is so wrapped up in his feelings for Steve at the moment, he shoots his pretty respectable load on his chest and abdomen, with no warning, even to him. Moaning the entire time. The sight of Luke's love spewing out onto his chest and abdomen drives Steve totally over the edge.

Oh Fuck. He shoots what he thinks must be the biggest load of his young life into his soulmate, giving as much of himself as possible... just like he receives from Luke... it's been so damn stressful... and this feels so damn good. So damn right.

Steve collapses on top of Luke... they just lie together enjoying each other. Trying to become one person, as they recover, slowly kissing and sharing.

They will be together. And, by gawd, if these two gay men will make that possible, they will be forever grateful. And they will be the best damn sons for them that they can possibly be.

For each other, if for no other reason.

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Guilt

As soon as they get inside their room, Daniel stops and turns and kisses his twin brother. They've been as freaked out over this as Luke and Steve, except their freakout was having to watch as Luke and Steve are taken away from them and having to worry about what will happen to themselves.

The questions surrounding them admitting they're gay... they're still very worried about all that. Will the dads totally freak out if they ever discover exactly how `close' they really are to each other. And what will happen if they ever learn that they sleep together... and not just sleep with each other.

Will they hate them? Bring them back to where they are now?

Diego looks at his own soulmate and kisses him gently. It takes him a while to say, "Daniel... we have no reason to think our new dads will... change their minds about us. But we better not let them know... just yet," feeling like total crap, especially after the dads promised them they won't lie to them... ever.

But they're so close to having a family, and it would totally kill them to lose Steve and Luke at this point... and these men... as their dads and big brother.

Daniel is scared to death of the dads changing their minds too... and he feels just as terrible having to lie to them. But nobody has a better idea. So, even though they feel horrible about it... they're afraid to tell them.

They just hope the dads will still love them. Somehow.

They're so worried all they can do is crawl into bed and hold each other, scared to death to ever let their new dads know... or their new brothers.

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