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The Reynold's Twins
by: Kewl Dad

Chapter 12
From the ashes come sadness and joy


 

 "Ruth, we need to talk," Mr. Johnson said cornering his wife in the kitchen. John was still in school and he'd taken off early from work just to talk to his wife.

"What is it Walter? I'm sort of busy right now," his wife said feeling a little annoyed, "What's so important that you took off work early?"

Mr. Johnson bit his lip as he tried to find the nerve to say what he'd come for. "Ruth...we've been together a long time...a long, long time, but..."

"But?" Mrs. Johnson said laying down the spoon she'd been stiring her chili with, "What are you trying to tell me Walter? Just spit it out."

"Ruth, I've given this a lot of thought and well...I want a divorce."

"A divorce? What brought this on? As if I didn't know," she said angrily, "it's the twit Pam Miller, isn't it? Oh don't think I haven't noticed the way you two look at each other, and all those times you were late getting home. Did you really think I didn't know?  All those late nights at church...with that...that, little bitch."

"She's not a bitch, she's a very nice young lady and I love her and she loves me. We want to be together, we deserve that chance. Look...Ruth, we've had a good run, but we're just going through the motions these days. When was the last time we made love?"

"Don't lay that on me, I was always willing, but apparently you were getting your pussy somewhere else."

"That's not true, this started long before I met Pam. You were cold and distant most of the time and eventually I just gave up. I'm not blaming it all on you Ruth, but you played your part."

Ruth closed her eyes and leaned heavily against the counter, "What about John? Have you considered what this will do to your son?"

"I love my son, and I'll still be a part of his life. We're not that close Ruth...he's become someone I don't understand and I'm afraid for him. I know what him and that boy...Aidan have been doing and it's an abomination."

"But adultery is just fine and dandy...is that what you think? I have news for you Walter Johnson, a sin is a sin and one sin is no worse than another."

"I disagree, that is the worst sin of all. Queers are destroying the traditional family. They're everywhere, holding hands and doing unspeakable things. It's disgusting."

"No, I'll tell you what's destroying the traditional family, it's bastards like you who fuck around and justify it by saying their wives don't understand them, or put out enough. You...it's you Walter, you're the cause of our marriage being destroyed."

"It's not like that..."

"Then how is it? Tell me Walter...tell me I'm wrong. Tell me you never fucked that little bitch."

"I...that's so vulgar. I prefer to call it making love. Yes, we've made love and it was wonderful. Just like it used to be with us...when we were younger and in love. But all that's changed now and it's time to move on."

"Then move on! Get out! Get out now, I don't want to see your stupid cheating face again. Get your stuff and get out or I swear I will take one of John's baseball bats and beat you to death."

Mr. Johnson opened his mouth to speak, then closed it. He'd never seen his wife behave like this and it certainly wasn't what he'd expected, and truthfully he was a little scared. He wasn't sure she'd actually kill him, but he wasn't going to take a chance on it. He's get a motel room or go to Pamela's and let his wife cool off.

"I'll grab some clothes, I'll come back for the rest," he said meekly, "and...I really am sorry Ruth."

"Oh shut the fuck up and get out," she said throwing the spoon she'd been holding at him.

Packing a few things in a suitcase Walter Johnson looked around the bedroom he'd shared with his wife one last time before closing the door and leaving it all behind. He started his car and headed to Pamela Miller's apartment, but he never reached his destination. At the tracks on Pine street a 40 car freight train t-boned him and dragged his car for almost a mile before they were able to stop. He died instantly, his belongings scattered along the railroad tracks never to be retrieved.

John, honey I have some bad news, "his mother said as she wiped tears from her eyes.

"What is it mom?" John said as his little heart thudded in his chest. He'd gone home with the Twins after school and Mrs. Reynolds had brought him home after receiving a call from his mother.

"It's your father."

"Dad, what about him? Is he all right?" he asked fearing the worst.

"I'm afraid not...oh baby, he's gone. He...he was hit by a train on his way to...to church." She lied. No way was she going to tell her only son that his father died because she had kicked him out and he was on his way to his girlfriend's apartment.

"What? No...no...no, he can't be dead. Are you sure?" he whined as the tears began.

"I'm sorry baby, it's true. The police came to the door a little while ago. They identified him using his license and credit cards in his wallet."

"But...what was he doing by the tracks? The church is the other way."

"I don't know sweetie, we may never know." She hated lying to her son, but she was afraid the truth would be too much for him to bear.

John sat down wearily and stared numbly at the wall. The tears that had come at first seemed to have suddenly dried up leaving John in a trancelike state. His mother recognized it as shock and sat down by him and put her arm around him.

"I know this is a shock son, but somehow we'll get through this and move on."

"There's more isn't there?" John asked never taking his eyes off the wall.

His mother sighed, "I never could lie to you. Yes, there was more. Your father was leaving us. He asked for a divorce and I got angry and told him to get out. I guess he was on his way to....well, he left because I told him to."

"He was going to her house, wasn't he?"

"I...uh, who do you mean..."

"That woman from church...Pam, I saw them together in the hall one Sunday after church. He had his hand on her....on her butt."

Ruth nodded, "I'm afraid so. He said he wanted to be with her and that's why he asked for a divorce. I know I should feel guilty because he was killed leaving here, but...all I can think about is how he was going to  her."

"It's okay mom, it's not your fault. It was his fault."

"Are you all right  honey? You look a little pale."

"I don't know mom. I don't how to feel or what to do. I guess I should cry, but I can't. What's wrong with me mom?"

"I think it's called shock honey. Sometimes when a person gets really bad news, or there's in a bad accident, or hurt really bad their brain just sort of shuts down for a while. I think that's what's happening to you."

"Can I call Aidan?" he said looking at her for the first time.

It  hurt that her son wanted to turn to someone else for comfort, but she kept her feelings to herself and nodded, "Yes dear, if you  need to see him in person I can drive you there."

"No, I just need to talk to him, that's all. I'm gonna go to my room now."

"All right dear, I need to make some calls myself, your grandparents need to be told, and your uncle Larry."

As soon as John was in his room he grabbed his phone and called Aidan who answered immediately as if he'd been waiting for him to call. 

"Hi, mom told me what happened. Are you okay?...oh man, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. It's just such a shock. I mean we didn't see each other that much, but he was my dad...and I guess I loved him."

"You guess? Oh John, I know you did. All kids love their parents even when their parents are mean, but yours aren't mean. Sure maybe your dad didn't understand us, and tried to keep us apart, but he still loved you."

"Yeah, I guess. Aidan..."

"What baby?"

"My dad was gonna divorce my mom," John said without emotion, "he was in love with this lady at church, her name is Pam."

"What? No...how do you know?" Aidan asked in disbelief.

"My mom told me, but I already knew he was messing with her. I saw him touch her in the hall at church. He didn't see me, but I saw them."

"I'm sorry. Oh man, this is awful. Do you want me to come over there? Mom will drive me or I can ride my bike."

"No, I'm okay. I probably won't be at school for a few days though. Maybe you can come see me tomorrow."

"I wish I was there with you right now. I'd hug you so tight and kiss you and hold you while you slept tonight."

John smiled despite the circumstances, "Thanks, maybe I'll take you up on that later. Right now I gotta try to help my mom get through this. She's pretty upset...even if she don't show it."

"I bet she's glad she has you to help her."

"I guess, but I don't know how much I can do," John sighed, "Well, I gotta go now. Tell Jaden I said  hi."

"He's right here, he's listening in. I got the phone on speaker."

"Hi Jaden."

"Hi buddy, sorry about your dad. We're gonna be there for ya though."

"Thanks, well talk to ya tomorrow."

As soon as John hung up he went in search of his mother. He found her at his dad's desk, staring at a stack of papers and crying.

"Mom, it's okay..." John said becoming the comforter, the man of the house, at least for the moment.

"I never knew," she said numbly. Your father...he...he had a life insurance policy he'd been paying on all these years. It's just like him to do something like this. I mean I knew he was insured at work for twice his salary, about 100,000...I guess, but this policy is for half a million dollars. He took care of us all those  years and I guess he wanted to make sure we were taken care...if anything ever happened to him."

"So, we're like...rich?" John asked not sure exactly what all this meant.

"Not rich, but we'll have enough money to live off of till I can figure out what to do with myself. I guess eventually I'll go back to work. I still have my real estate license. There'll be money for college for you and we can pay off the mortgage on the house..."

"So...dad did love us?" John said feeling suddenly very selfish and sad.

His mother nodded, "He loved us very much and I don't want anything to tarnish his reputation. Do you understand what I'm saying? No one must ever know he was planning to go away with that woman."

"I...sort of already told Aidan...and Jaden, but they won't tell anyone if I ask them not to."

"Please call them back and make sure they understand that this is private. NO! Wait, let's drive over there, I need to talk to Mrs. Reynolds anyway."

She washed her face and changed and drove them  the short distance to the Reynolds' home. The twins had seen the car approach from their bedroom window and met them at the door. Without thinking of the implications Aidan and John fell into each other's arms and both boys were soon crying.

Mrs. Reynolds joined them then and it was all she could do to hold back her own tears as she hugged John's mom.

"I'm so sorry Ruth. If you need anything, anything at all...we will be here for you. Come in please. Can I get you some coffee or a soda?"

"I'm fine. I wonder if I could talk to you alone." 

"Yes, of course. Why don't you boys grab a soda and take John up to your room."

Once the boys were in their room John began.

"You didn't tell your mom about my dad asking for a divorce did you?"

"No, why?" Aidan asked, though he was sure he already knew.

"Mom says we shouldn't talk bad about dad, cause he loved us and he...he...left us a lot of money so we wouldn't starve and stuff."

"I told you he loved you," Aidan said hugging John once again.

John nodded, "It's so weird to think I won't be seeing him ever again. I mean I didn't like that he kept us apart, but he was my dad and I loved him."

"I know that. He was just looking out for you, that's all."

John sighed, "I wonder what our moms are talking about."

Downstairs Ruth Johnson was bearing her soul to the only other woman she trusted. When she got to the part about the insurance money she broke down in tears and Mrs. Reynolds put her arm around her.

"He wanted to make sure you two were taken care of. He must've loved you very much. I promise you Ruth, what you've told me today about the divorce and the other woman will never leave this room. I won't even tell Mike unless you want me to."

"Don't keep secrets from your husband. He's a good man and I trust him...more than I trusted my own husband," she laughed sadly.

"Does John know?"

"Yes, he figured out something was going on and forced me to tell him the rest. I didn't want to risk him finding out from someone else. I hate lying to him and I've never been very good at it. He caught on right away."

Mrs. Reynolds smiled. "Did you see the way he and Aidan bonded as soon as he walked in?"

"Yes, and I think it's very sweet. I didn't agree with my husband when it came to this matter and now...well, as far as I'm concerned the boys are free to be....together again."

"I'm glad you agree, Mike and I feel the same way. I'll admit I was worried at first, you know how stubborn men can be, but I should have known in the end Mike would choose love over hate."

"You're a very lucky woman," Ruth said smiling sadly. "I wonder if...if it's not too much trouble if John could spend the night? I have some things I need to attend to and I want to shelter John from as much of this as possible."

"Of course Ruth, John is always welcome in our home. Do you need someone to go with you? I'd be happy to go and do anything I can."

"No, I'll be fine, I'm tough, but John is sensitive and I keep waiting for him to fall apart. If that happens call me and I'll be here as quickly as possible. But I'm hoping that your boys will calm him down and make him feel more secure and...certainly loved."

"All right, but the offer stands. If you need me later, I'm here for you."

"Thank you, I don't know what I'd do without you...and I don't know what John would do without your boys. I'm very grateful for your freindship...even after what happened with Walter and the boys."

"That's all behind us now. I'm so glad you will at least be provided for financially. That's one less thing to worry about. Will you be staying in the neiborhood?"

"Oh, yes. We love it here. I'll pay off the mortgage and maybe do a little remodeling, but I'm not going anywhere. Speaking of going, I need to be going now, I wonder if you'd mind calling John down so I can tell him goodbye and give him the good news about staying the night."

Mrs. Reynolds knocked on the boys' door and Jaden opened it immediately. "What's up mom?"

"John's mother wants to talk to John. John honey, run down and talk to your mother. She's waiting by the door."

"Well, see ya guys," John said sounding sad.

Mrs. Reynold just smiled and as soon as he was gone she filled the boys in on what was happening. A few mintues later John bounced back in with a little smile on his face.

"Guess what? I'm spending the night."

"Yeah!" Aidan cheered, pretending he didn't already know.

Mrs. Reynolds left the boys to entertain themselves and went back to her dishes. Her husband was working late and was due home soon and she was anxious to talk to him about all that had happened. 

Upstairs the boys lay on Aidan's bed side by side and talked quietly. The twins felt bad for John, and it scared them a little to think that even a parent wasn't immune to sudden death. What if it had been their own father? It was a sobering experience and it made the twins appreciate their parents even more.

"I wish dad was home," Jaden said suddenly then felt guilty. John's dad would never come home again and that made Jaden feel sad.

"He'll be home soon," Aidan assured him.

John sighed, "I never got to...to tell...to tell...my dad goodbye," John sniffed, "When your dad gets...gets home you should give him a big...a big...hug and tell him...tell him, that you  love him."

Tears rolled down both twins faces and they snuggled into John on either side and they all had a good cry for the next few minutes. The sound of the garage door opening announced the arrival of Mr. Reynolds and all three boys ran downstairs.

Attacked by two identical 12 year old boys Mr. Reynolds struggled to stay on his feet and laughed out loud, "Well, what's this all about? Are you running from the devil?"

"We just missed you dad."

"We love you dad."

"I love you too," Mr.Reynolds said hugging his boys tightly. No matter how many times he heard it, hearing an "I love you" from his boys was very special.

"Hello Mr. Reynolds," John said moving closer and finally daring to join the hug surprising and delighting Mr. Reynolds.

"Hello John. How are you?"

"Not good," John mumbled, "my dad...well...he got killed today."

"What? No, when did this happen?" Mr. Reynolds said feeling his stomach knot up.

"A...a train hit him."

Mr. Reynolds had heard on the radio that someone had died in a train/car collision, but no names were given. Mrs. Reynolds walked in about then, took one look at the three boys hugging her husband and smiled sadly.

"Welcome home dear," She said moving close enough to squeeze in an give him a kiss on the cheek.

The boys finally pulled away and they all went into the living room and sat down. Mrs. Reynolds was reluctant to fill her husband in on what had happened in front of John, but when the boys didn't offer to go she finally gave him a brief overwiew of the events of the day, omitting the divorce part.

"Oh my God, I can't believe it. I'm so sorry John. I just saw your dad the other day at the supermarket...this is a big shock."

"It's sad, but we're gonna be okay," John said sadly, "dad left us lots of money to live on."

"Well, there's that. Walter always was very organized. I'm sure he didn't ever expect to need it, but it's good that he had the foresight to plan ahead."

"Yes sir, mom says she's gonna pay off the house so we can stay in the neighborhood and I won't have to change schools or lose my friends," John said looking at Aidan affectionately.

"John gets to spend the night dad," Aidan said happily.

"That's great, well...if you all will excuse me I'm going to go take a shower."

"Are you hungry dear? I can fix you something while you shower.

"No, I grabbed a sandwich earlier. I'm good, but thanks."

"We're hungry," Jaden offered, "can we have a snack?"

Suddenly John realized he hadn't eaten since lunch, and despite the pain of the situation he found he was very hungry."

"Sure, come on boys and I'll fix you some sandwiches and chips. We have fresh baked chocolate chip cookies too."

The boys sat at the breakfast bar and ate their snack while Mrs. Reynolds joined her husband upstairs. 

"Are you gonna go to school tomorrow?"

"I...don't know. I guess I might as well. I don't want to be here alone all day."

"Hey, maybe mom and dad will let us skip school and we can hang out all day," Jaden suggested.

"Good luck with that," Aidan said making a face.

"They might, this is a serious situation and John shouldn't have to go back to school till after the funeral...sorry."

John suddenly lost his appetite. He hadn't thought about the funeral till now and his stomach was knotted up and he felt nauseous.

"I...wonder if...he's like all mushed up and stuff."

"Naw, no way...but if he was they'd fix  him up," Jaden offered, though he didn't have a clue how that would work.

"They might cremate him," Aidan said softly, "some people like to be cremated instead of buried."

"I remember my dad talking about that once and I think that's what he said he wanted done if anything ever happened to him. And he wanted his ashes scattered some place where he grew up."

The twins were quiet for a moment and they'd lost their appetites as well. Well, almost.

"Let's take the cookies and our drinks upstairs," Jaden suggested. 

They dumped the leftover sandwiches in the trash and closed the chip bag up and placed their plates in the sink and went up to the twins' room. They watched TV for a while, not really saying much, while they munched on their cookies and drank their milk.

"Know what's really crazy?" John said suddenly.

"What's that?" Aidan said rubbing his arm affectionately.

"Now that my dad is...is gone, we can be together again. I know I should be really happy about that, but it's just so sad that he had to die for us to be together."

"I think he would have given in eventually," Jaden offered, "he just didn't understand how close you two were."

"I don't know. I think it might have got worse. But...considering he was messing around with that woman, it's not fair that he wanted us to be apart."

"You just have to put all that out of your head," Aidan said soothingly, "What happened to your dad was just a terrrible accident and it wasn't anyone's fault. He loved you and your mom and that's the important thing to remember. Don't think about the bad stuff, just the good stuff and remember him that way."

"I guess you're right,"  John said sighing and snuggling into Aidan, "Want to take a shower with me?"

Aidan was surprised but pleased at the offer, "Sure, I'll wash your back if you'll wash mine."

Jaden watched them go off to the bathroom with a big smile on his face. John might be sad right now, but that didn't mean a little sexing wouldn't make him feel better and he knew Aidan was just what he needed. He grabbed his phone and texted Jimmy, filling him in on the events of the evening, omitting the part about John's father's adultry, and they were still texting when the boys reappeared half an hour later.

Jaden: Got to go they're back.love ya see ya soon.

Jimmy: Love you too..tell John sorry and give him a hug for me

Jaden: k...nite

"Who was that, Jimmy?"

"Yup, he says he's really sorry John and he sent you a hug, so come over here and get it."

John accepted his hug solemnly and then sat down on the edge of Aidan's bed. Both he and Aidan were dressed in only their undies and they looked and smelled shower fresh and very sex to Jaden.

"You guys have fun in the shower?" Jaden asked grinning.

"Naw, just washed each other and talked."

"Oh...yeah, sorry. I guess this isn't the best time to think about sex, is it?"

John didn't reply, but Jaden sensed he was still in a bit of shock over his dad's death and sex was probably the last thing on his mind. But he wondered if later while him and Aidan were snuggled up if things didn't move that way.

"I'm gonna go take my shower now and get ready for bed then we'll go hit the rents up about staying home tomorrow."

Even after Jaden presented such a good case, his parents decided it was important for the Twins to go to school. John's mom had called earlier and said she'd be by to pick John up around 8 and that he wouldn't be going to school, so the twins' case sort of fell apart.

The twins got over their disappointment quickly and the three boys played video games till bed time. As Jaden snuggled down in his own bed Aidan and John cuddled across the room and soon it was quiet. Jaden listened for any sign of sex but finally gave in to sleep as did the two lovers.

The funeral was held on Friday, three days after the accident, and as John had thought his father was cremated which saved him the trauma of viewing his father's corpse. He was tearful but under control during the service, holding his mother's hand on one side and Aidan's on the other side while Jaden sat with his folks next to the grieving family.

The turnout was about what they'd expected, a half dozen family members, a few co-workers, and of course most of the congregation of the New Jordan Church, where Walter Johnson had been a deacon, and where he first met Pam Miller. The Reverand Paul Mitchell gave a short but  heart felt eulogy that painted Walter as a dedicated family man and righteous pillar of the church.

After the sermon Mrs. Johnson  approached him and thanked him for his kind words, but deep inside she was tempted to tell the man just what the real Walter Johnson was like. But in the end she decided nothing could be gained by muddying her husbands reputation and she left well enough alone. Needless to say she never set foot in the church again after that day.

After the funeral the family and a few friends gathered at the Johnson home including Jimmy and his mom. There was tons of food and drink and after the boys filled their plates they slipped away to John's room to avoid the crowd.

Despite the solemness of the situation John found he was hungry and put a away a substantial amount of food, especially sweets. The other three boys were very protective of John and went with him everywhere, even the bathroom, and everyone seemed to understand and respect John's privacy.

Eventually the crowd thinned out until it was just a few close friends, including the Reynolds and Mrs. Durro and Jimmy. The boys had already asked about staying over and Jimmy was included. Mrs. Johnson had given in easily. She understood how important it was for John to have his friends around and it would give her a chance to do some hearing of her own.

By the time the last of the company left, the boys were ready for more food and they ate quietly in the living room while watching a movie on Netflix. Mrs. Johnson ate a light supper then excused herself to her room to make some calls and to rest, leaving the boys to their own designs.

"Where are we gonna sleep tonight?" Jimmy asked when they finally went to John's room.

"We have an air mattress we can blow up and you and Jaden can sleep on it and me and Aidan will sleep in my bed."

"Okay, that's cool," Jimmy said wondering if there would be any sex going on tonight.

"Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you," Jaden growled as he nuzzled Jimmy's ear.

"I bet," Jimmy said grinning.

They took their showers in twos and when it was Jaden and Jimmy's turn they did some groping and kissing, but didn't get off. They were saving that for later hoping the maybe John and Aidan would be up to joining in. If not they figured they could take care of business on their own, but a four way appealed to them both right now.

Mrs. Johnson knocked on the door about 9:30 to tell the boys goodnight and after being admitted she hugged John tight then as an afterthought hugged the other three boys as well. Everyone liked John's mom and even as tough as Jimmy was, he enjoyed a hug now and then.

When she was gone they dragged out the air mattress and used the eletric pump to fill it up. When it was firm enough John capped it off and put the air pump away and grabbed pillows and a blanket for the two to use. It was still early and none of the boys were really that tired so they decided to play gin rummy till they were ready for bed.

The sat in a circle on the air mattress and played as they talked about school, and video games, and movies,and everything else besides John's dad. John seemed to be holding up well, but his mom had warned them that he might break at anytime and if that  happened to be sure to let her know. 

John started yawning after about a half hour and it proved to be contagious. Soon all four boys were droopy eyed and ready for bed. After peeing and brushing their teeth the boys settled down in their appointed spots. John switched off the bedside light and snuggled into Aidan and waited for sleep to come, but it was slow coming.

Below them on the floor Jaden and Jimmy were doing some snuggling of their own, accompanied by kissing and groping of hard boy parts. Jaden was closest to the two and smiled as he recognized the sounds for what they were. At least someone is going to get lucky, he thought. Then he felt guilty for thinking that way. John had just lost his dad and he needed time to heal.

He was snuggled up to John's backside and his cock was starting to respond to the stimulous of John's soft warm butt, and he pulled back a little so he could adjust himself. In front of him John smiled as he realized what he was feeling and his own cock responded as well. He sighed, letting Aidan know he was still awake, then he pushed back forcing his butt into Aidan's hard cock.

Aidan drew in a deep breath and shivered a little, but didn't push back. Meanwhile Jimmy and Jaden had ramped things up and the unmistakeable sounds and smells of oral sex filled the air causing Aidan's hard cock to throb even more.

John had recognized the sounds too and his own cock had plumped to it's full length and trobbed with each beat of his heart. It had been a few days since he's come and his little balls ached for release and his horniness soon took over, pushing out his feelings of sadness. 

Reaching back he found Aidan's hard cock and squeezed it through his boxer briefs. Aidan shivered beneath John's touch and moaned into his ear.

Down below he heard Jaden chuckle, "What's going on up there?" 

"Nothing, go back to sucking dick," Aidan teased.

"Okay, but you guys might as well join us."

Meanwhile John was pulling at Aidan's underwear and he soon took the hint and stripped them off. John skinned off his boxers then flipped over pressing their hard cocks together as their lips met in a wet passionate kiss. They kissed for a long time, oblivious of what was going on below them, and grinding their cocks together in a most delicious way.

"Mmmm...this is nice," John whispered.

"Uh huh," Aidan said softly, "but I want to taste you. Is that okay?"

"Uh huh," John said laying back so Aidan could move between his legs. 

Leaning down Aidan kissed him briefly then moved down placing little kisses on his chin and neck before finally arriving at his sensitive little nipples. They were erect already and Aidan wasted no time sucking and nibbling at them causing John to moan lowly. They'd given up all pretense of trying to be quiet and were moaning loudly now. Encouraged by their enthusiasm Jimmy and Jaden had moved to the next level and Jaden was plowing Jimmy's willing hole quite vigorously.

By the time Aidan arrived at John's hard boy stick he was moaning and thrusting up, desperate for release. However Aidan was in no hurry, and passing his cock by he dived between his legs and began to lick and suck on  his small balls. John moaned lowly and raised his legs a bit giving Aidan access to his taint and his pink little starfish. 

Letting his tongue traverse the length of the litte seam from balls to hole Aidan fianlly focused his attention on John's little pink boy hole. It tasted of boy and spice and to Aidan it was the best taste on earth. He had always enjoyed rimming and with John it was even more enjoyable.

"Love  me," John whispered.

"Not yet, first I get to taste you," Aidan sighed. And with that he took John's cock into his mouth and began to suck and bob on it for all he was worth.

It didn't take long for John to reach the pinnacle of pleasure and soon he was panting and thrusting and then with one final thrust he cried out and began to unload his tasty boy batter into Aidan's hungry mouth. Aidan gobbled it all down greedily and licked John clean before moving up to plant a kiss on John's mouth. 

John could taste his own spunk on Aidan's lips and he licked at them hungrily. They kissed for a long time as John recovered from his stellar orgasm before John finally coaxed Aidan into position to make love to him. Still a little wet from Aidan's earlier rim job and with the help of a little of John's cum Aidan managed to get inside John without much effort on either boy's part.

Once he was in all the way he leaned down and kissed John before finally starting to move slowly in and out in the dance of love. Unlike John, Aidan had jerked off earlier in the day and he had more staying power. He held out for at least fifteen minutes before finally driving in deep and beginning to unload.

By now Jaden and Jimmy had finshed and were setting up watching the two lovers in the dim light and stroking their semi-hard cocks anticipating round two. When Aidan cried out and began to unload they cheered him on and he grinned at them, turned on by the fact that he had an audience.

Afterward John and Aidan lay in each other's arms and soon they were asleep oblivious to the two boys in the floor who were going at it again.

Walter Johnson's ashes were scattered in the pasture of the farm he grew up on as a boy. His brother and 80 year old father drove them there on the John Deer tractor that John had first driven as a boy. When the ashes were scattered the family retired to the farm house for dinner and after visiting with a few relatives Ms. Johnson drove John home and they spent the rest of the day snuggled up on the couch. 

It had been a hard and trying week, but they were both sure that as long as they had each other they'd be all right. John had Aidan to help him over the rough spots and John he would be there for his mom when she needed him. He would always miss his dad, but in time he would get over most of the pain. He would try to remember the good times and forget the bad ones and move on. His new life was filled with friends and happiness and he smiled when he thought about that. But there was also a tinge of guilt. Even though he knew his being gay had nothing ot do with his father's death, he still felt that his being different had pushed his father away. It was a lot for a 12 year old boy to bear on his own, but he had the Twins and all his friends and he was sure things would work out okay. 

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