Date: Thu, 03 Aug 2000 17:08:20 -0500 From: fsw99 Subject: Chapter 6 of One Big Happy Family Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me in Young Friends ("Matt and Mike" 3/24/00 and "New Neighbor" 12/17/99), Incest ("My New Life" 12/18/99) and Adult Youth ("Sam Finds a New Father" 12/16/99 and "Billy and Jim" 12/13/99). E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to me at fsw99@mindspring.com or to the group as a whole at onebhf@yahoo.com. Chapter Six The hamburgers were finally done, and we all sat down to eat. The boys dug in like they hadn't been fed in days. I didn't understand how Matt and Mike could eat so much and still stay as thin as they were. Robbie wasn't very big, but he outweighed both of the other two boys. "We have read several of your books, Stan, and we like them a lot," Matt said, blushing a little. He and Mike had finally started to open up to me a little bit. "Thanks, guys, I am glad that you enjoyed them. Have you read my latest one?" I asked. "No, we wait until they come out in paperback before we buy them. They are lots cheaper that way," Mike said. "Robbie, why don't you go up and get them a copy of my newest book. I'll even autograph it to you if you want," I answered. "That would be great," they both answered at once. Robbie quickly got a copy of the new book, and I wrote "To Matt and Mike. I hope the four of us remain friends for a long time." That simple jester kind of broke through the barrier that was between us, and the two boys became much friendlier. The time passed quickly, and soon it was my bedtime. The boys were camped out on blankets that I had brought down from upstairs. They insisted on laying on the floor, so I tried to make them as comfortable as possible. "OK, good night boys. Don't stay up too late," I said, knowing my words were wasted. If they came to bed before 2 or 3, I would be amazed. I went into my bedroom, actually Robbie's and my bedroom, and shut the door so they could enjoy themselves downstairs. "Will Stan come back down later on tonight?" Matt asked, as we waited. "No, he told me that once he goes upstairs, he would give us our privacy unless we are threatening to wreck his house," Robbie replied. "Do you mind if we get comfortable, then?" Matt asked. "No, that is a good idea," Robbie replied, kicking off his shoes. Robbie removed both his shoes and socks and then his t-shirt when both Matt and Mike also removed theirs. He just stopped and stared as they both continued to take off their shorts, revealing plaid boxers, and couldn't believe his eyes when the boxers were the last items of their clothes to also go. Matt and Mike stood calmly in front of him, completely naked, with slight smiles on their faces. "God, guys, you said you wanted to get comfortable, but I didn't expect you to take everything off," Robbie said nervously. "We hardly ever wear clothes at night at home. Rick and Zack are the same way. We let Brad, Seth, Jerry, and Sam spend the night last weekend, so there were eight naked boys running around that night," Mike giggled. "Man, I don't know if I could ever do that," Robbie said blushing. "You also don't have any pubic hair. What happened to it?" "We keep it shaved. Not only us, but the other six do, too. We like the feel of smooth skin, and hairs don't get in the way, if you know what I mean. We do it more for the other person than for ourselves," Matt answered, also giggling. "I haven't ever thought about shaving it. It hasn't been that long ago when it finally stared to grow. Doesn't other kids give you a hard time about it?" Robbie asked, continuing to blush a little. "Since we are in college, no one pays us much attention. We don't have to take PE any more, and the only time we change clothes is when we go swimming in the college pool, and everyone just changes by the pool anyway," Mike answered. "You mean with girls there, too?" Robbie asked, gasping. "Yeah, we just keep our backs turned to anyone in the pool, and keep our t-shirts on until we have our trunks on. No one really cares," Matt said. "Wow, I also don't think I could do that," Robbie said, his eyes wide. M&M both giggled uncontrollably, and finally Robbie even joined in the laughter. Getting everything out in the open (no pun intended) made Robbie more self confident, so he pulled off his shorts, saying "I'll go this far, but I think I want to keep my underwear on." "You do what ever you want to, Robbie. We don't care if you are naked like we are," Mike said. The boys put on Con Air, which was Robbie and my favorite action movie, and watched until it ended. Matt and Mike had never seen it, and really enjoyed it. "Is it all right if we get something to drink, Robbie?" Mike asked. "Sure, there are diet cokes in the refrigerator. Help yourselves. I am really getting sleepy. I think I may get a glass of water and head up to bed. I will just clean up a little down here before I go. Go ahead and get your drinks, and I will be in there in a few minutes," Robbie answered. The boys helped Robbie clean up in the den, and they all went into the kitchen to fix their drinks. "Well, I think I will go to bed. I am really getting sleepy," Robbie said, heading for the stairs. "Neither Stan or Mom usually lets me stay up this late." "Night, Robbie", both boys said in unison, as they watched him walk away. Matt and Mike were used to staying up late at night, and they sure weren't ready for bed yet. After all, it was only 1:30 in the morning. Robbie crawl in with me, snuggled up close, and was asleep in seconds. The next morning, I woke up to find Robbie with his arm over my shoulder and chest, spooning me from the rear. I really enjoyed us waking up together, but I knew he had stayed up later than he was used to since Matt and Mike were here, so I eased out of bed as gently as I could, and somehow managed not to wake Robbie. I went down and started the coffee pot and went out to get the morning paper. I read the sports section first, like every other morning, then got my lazy butt off the chair and started frying bacon. When that was crisp, I got out one onion, a bell pepper, a small pack of mushrooms, some grated cheese, and what was left of a pack of sliced ham we had been making sandwiches with. I quickly diced up all the ingredients, then got out a fresh carton of eggs. I separated all the eggs from their shells, and put them into one large bowl, where with my trusty whisk, I quickly beat them into a smooth consistency. I added a little milk, and put the bowl away until the boys were awake. I love omelets, and I am pretty good a making them. When I was learning how, I only lost three or four on the floor until I mastered flipping them over. Hehehe. The bacon went into the microwave, and I was finished for a while. I always read the paper, cover to cover, every morning, so I started back on that. Not every article, but I do scan all the headlines, and read anything that seems interesting. I had finished most of the paper when Robbie finally came down the stairs, rubbing his eyes. He hadn't bothered to dress, and was still only in his jockey shorts. He usually wore a speedo when he swam in the pool, so he was already showing a really good tan. Omelet be damned, I knew what I wanted for breakfast that morning. Hehehe. I also knew with Matt and Mike here, that was totally out of the question. Oh well, only one more night. I could stand that. "Morning, Stan," Robbie said, as he came up and kissed me on the cheek and gave me my morning hug. I hugged back enthusiastically. What had I done to deserve this? I didn't know, but I was sure glad I had done it! "Morning, Robbie. What time did you finally get to bed?" "I don't know. Maybe around midnight, I think." Yeah, right. I knew better. I didn't care, though. "Did Matt and Mike come up with you then?" "No, they stayed down here a while longer. I really don't know what time they went to bed." "Well, I'll tell you what. I will go ahead and start on the omelets, and once they are almost ready, you go up and wake them, OK? Here is a glass of orange juice and the sports page, if you want to read while I work." Robbie was happy to just sit and catch up on the sports news. He usually liked helping me in the kitchen, and was a pretty good cook himself, but I knew he was still a little tired from staying up late last night, and both of us were happy for him to just sit and try to regain all of his faculties. I was finishing the third omelet, when I said, "Robbie, why don't you go up and see if you can get Matt and Mike out of the bed. I only have one more to go, and they are better when they are first off the stove." "OK, Stan," he said, as he quickly went up the stairs. Kids! They recover so much more quickly than an adult. Robbie was back to his old self already. I was jealous. Why couldn't I be 15? Life kind of sucks, you know? Once you have lived your life long enough to learn most of what you need to know to earn a good living, then you are too old to enjoy it like you would if you had the money and knowledge at 15. Oh well, at least I still think young. In my mind, I am still 15 or 16, like Robbie. Course, the body doesn't look like it, but you have to do the best with what you have. Having lost myself in my thoughts, I almost cooked the third omelet too much, but I saved it just in time. I put it on a plate, and started on the next one. I was just finishing up the last omelet, when Matt and Mike came down the stairs, followed by Robbie. All three boys were now dressed in shorts and t-shirts. Damn, I should have let Robbie stay down here a little longer. One more night, I kept reminding myself. "Morning, Stan," Matt said. "Morning," Mike said. "Morning, guys. Did you sleep good last night?" I asked. "Yeah, we slept great. Thanks for letting us spend the night," Matt answered. "No problem. Here is breakfast for all of you, along with a glass of orange juice," I said. The boys dug in like they hadn't eaten in days. I received compliments from everyone, even Robbie, which I appreciated. He had never taken what I did for him for granted since he basically moved in here over three years ago. "What do you guys think about a day at Six Flags today? I'm buying," I said. The whole kitchen shook a little with three very excited responses. I guess the decision had been made, and made quickly. We finished up quickly, loaded the dishwasher, and I went up to change clothes. In about an hour, we pulled into the Six Flags parking lot. In case you have never heard of it, Six Flags is a huge amusement park, with parks all over the United States. This one was only about thirty miles from my house, and Robbie and I try to go once or twice every year. I am a roller coaster freak, and can't get enough of the rides. I always ride with my hands held in the air, so it throws you around a little more, and once I got Robbie to try it that way, he was as hooked as I am. I have a picture they took at Six Flags three years ago that I had blown up and framed hanging in my office. It shows both of us, hands held high, as we came down the steepest slope of the "Mind Bender". I have a big smile on my face, and Robbie's mouth and eyes wide open in surprise. It is extremely funny, and I wouldn't take anything for it. We all had a great day at Six Flags. We finally gave up around ten, and headed home. The crowds hadn't been as bad as we had found at times, and we were able to ride most of the roller coasters more than once. I couldn't get Matt and Mike to try it with their hands in the air, though. They did enjoy the rides, they just liked to feel like they were a little in control. We had eaten dinner at the park, hamburgers and hot dogs priced two or three times more than they were worth, of course. No way to not feed the three of them until ten or eleven o'clock at night, though. Their stomachs would have been growling louder than the noise the roller coasters made. When we finally got home, I got a drink of water and decided to call it a night. "Night, guys. Don't stay up too late, OK?" "Night, Stan. Thanks for taking us today. We had a great time," Mike said. "Yeah, me too, Stan. Thanks. We really appreciate it," Matt added. "No problem, guys. I am glad you had fun. Maybe we can do it again sometime, if you will promise to not hold on during the roller coaster rides, like Robbie and me," I answered. "We would love to go back with you and Robbie some time, but we won't promise about not holding on. We don't make promises that we don't think we can keep," Matt said, giggling. "You are right, don't make that promise. We will plan on you both coming back later in the summer and we can go again anyway. Good night." I quickly climbed the stairs, stripped out of my clothes and started to read the novel I was currently reading. The boys went into the den and put in another movie to watch. "It's OK if we get undressed, isn't it?" Mike asked Robbie. "Sure. Stan is upstairs for the night," Robbie answered. "We just wanted to make sure," Mike said, as he kicked off his shoes. Both boys stripped quickly, totally comfortable to be naked in front of their new friend. Robbie also started undressing, but at a slower pace than the other two. He still wasn't used to undressing like this in front of his friends, even if he did keep his underwear on. Matt and Mike settled down on the floor on the blankets and started watching the movie, not paying any attention to Robbie as he finished getting undressed. Robbie finally pulled off his shorts and was naked except for his briefs like the night before. He hesitated, but had already made up his mind. He quickly pulled down his briefs and stood before the other two boys, as naked as they were. "Uhm, guys, can I ask you a favor?" Robbie said quietly. "Sure," Matt said, turning around. "I think I would like to try shaving, like you guys. Can you show me how?" Robbie asked. Neither of the boys had even noticed that Robbie had stripped completely until he said that. They both glanced down and then just kind of smiled at each other, then Mike said, "Sure, Robbie. There really isn't much to it. We will let you do all the work, since you will have to do it every week or so, but we have everything you need with us upstairs. I'll go get it." Mike quickly put back on his boxers in case Stan stepped out of his room at the same time that he was walking to his room, and quickly climbed the stairs and was out of sight. He returned a moment later carrying a small leather toiletries bag. "Come on, before you change your mind, Robbie", he said, leading the way into the downstairs bathroom. Robbie wasn't a very hairy person anyway, so it didn't take very long. Any long hairs were cut off with scissors, and the shaving went very quickly. If anything, Robbie had more trouble with the small amount of hair under his arms than anywhere else. In a couple of minutes, Robbie was as hairless as the other two boys. "Thanks, guys. That wasn't near as bad as I thought it would be. All I needed was a little self- confidence, I guess. I am going to bed now and see if Stan is still up. I want to surprise him if he is," Robbie said happily. Robbie quickly retrieved his underwear and pulled them on. He smiled at the other two boys and almost ran up the stairs with a huge grin on his face. Matt and Mike kind of shook their heads as they watched him go. They had talked a little bit about the relationship between Stan and Robbie on the way down to Stan's house, and had agreed that they really didn't like the idea of a man and boy being together, but it was clear to them now that both Stan and Robbie loved each other a lot, so their feelings were kind of unclear at the moment. They exchanged glances, knowing that the other was probably thinking the same thing. There would be plenty of time on the ride home to talk about it. I was still awake, and boy, was I surprised, as Robbie came bounding into the room, smiled at me, and then pulled down his underwear. He just stood in front of me for a moment, watching my surprised expression, and he was hard in seconds. He just smiled on more time, and gently shut the door behind him. All I had time to do was put down my book and glasses before he was laying beside me and we had started our love making for the night. Nothing was said to the other two boys the next morning. I made scrambled cheese-eggs and sausage, and like yesterday, the three boys ate like they were starving. Matt and Mike soon said they needed to hit the highway, so we helped them load up and said or good byes. Robbie continued to stay shaved for the rest of our time together. I have no idea if he is still that way today. Some things you just don't ask, you know? I asked Robbie if he wanted me to shave, too, but he just said, no, I like you just the way you are. I think both of us were relieved. As hairy as I am, it could take a whole weekend day, and then I would be itching all over. I think I must be part Sasquatch. Robbie and I had made two good friends this weekend, and I think all four of us knew it. We would all continue to get closer as the months came and went. We sure had no idea then that they would play an important part in the most difficult decision Robbie would ever have to make very soon. 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