Subject: It’s Just A Number 4 This chapter will incorporate characters from a variety of other stories I’ve written including: Dane; The Player; David-A Boys’ story; Majah; Tymmie and others. N-joi Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Orion and I settled into a routine which included being naked around the house much of the time. I could never tire of looking at his magnificent body. It goes without saying that being naked much of the time also led to having sex almost every day, often twice a day, and less frequently more than twice a day. Honestly though, I think we would have been that active regardless of the nudity. Although it wasn’t a goal particularly, we managed to have sex in almost every room in the house except for the two bedrooms that were rarely if ever used. The top of the clothes dryer while it was in spin mode had been interesting. We tended to avoid fucking on the antique furniture but kept a light blanket stashed in the living room in the event that our enthusiasm became too overpowering to ignore. It goes without saying that we kept lube stashed in our main activity areas. The backyard wasn’t left out of that equation at all. We fucked and sucked on the patio furniture, on the lawn, in the pool. None of that meant that I did all the fucking all of the time. I enjoyed having the boy fuck me as well, eventually arriving at the same place Axel was, that being, able to take that incredible cock with relative ease, relative being the operative word. At times it seemed like we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. We both loved the physical contact even when it wasn’t sexually driven. Light touches, frequent kissing, and general snuggling were a constant for us. One of my favorites we discovered while snuggled up on the sofa watching a movie. Orion was cuddled up alongside me with his knees drawn up and my arm around his shoulder. I was idly rubbing him which included random trips along his thigh, hip and butt cheek. At one point my hand went all the way under his ass to find his heavy sack of balls hanging freely by themselves between his closed legs. God what a handful he was. Needless to say the outcome was predictable and we didn’t finish the flick. Axel became a regular at the house, often staying for 2-3 days at a time. I didn’t mind. The kid was smart, easy going and had the good sense not to overstay his welcome. He honored our relationship and told me privately that he didn’t think that Orion could have found a more suitable person to partner with. “Aside from me I mean,” he added with a laugh. Over the summer months we also entertained any number of boys, friends of Orion and Axel. There were times that I had anywhere from 4-10 boys in the house, the boys all having determined that I was a pretty cool guy and that it was a place where boys could be boys. Our house was a safe place for boys, albeit, completely free of any substance use. Sometimes sex was involved, much of the time not, even though nudity was pretty much de-rigueur. We had a pool, patio and barbecue after all and it was completely private. Boys love running naked in the wild, period, end of story. Of course with that many naked boys running about someone almost always pops a boner and where’s there is one, others will always crop up and with that many boys, the word “crop” was more than true. There were plenty of group jack off sessions although I generally didn’t participate in them. I watched however, the boys accepting my presence during such intimate moments without hesitation. Sometimes there was even a little bit of cock sucking and again, nobody was the least bit concerned that I was there. More than 1 boy told me that it was kind of hot having me watch them. Boys sought me out for advice on one thing or another and believe me, no topic was off limits to them. They soon learned they could talk about anything with me, that I was completely accepting of them and non-judgmental, no matter what the topic or behavior. While I didn’t necessarily provide advice, I did prompt them to look at things from different perspectives and thus guide them to finding their own solutions for problems, their own answers for questions asked. I was a certified Motivational Interviewer which helped draw them out and paid off handsomely for everybody. While the boys were generally Orion’s age they weren’t limited to 14 the 30’s series Duesenberg SJ’s and ’57 Rolls Silver Wraiths for instance. Orion fell in love with a 1967 Dodge Dart GT. Gloss black with a black vinyl top, a slant 6 motor and automatic transmission, the car was pristine and was being auctioned off by one of the largest Dodge Dealerships in a tri-state area. “It’s so perfect Rory,” my boy declared with tons of enthusiasm. “It’s small but not compact, has the perfect sized engine and everything. The tickets were 10 bucks a pop so Orion and I each tossed in 50 bucks. I was not a gambler, never buy lotto tickets but the money was going for charity so what the hell. All in all we had a great day. Dusty spent half his time walking alongside his brother and Orion and the other half with me. Like Orion had said, he was a sweet kid and as I already knew, cute as all hell. Not a big boy, Dusty was maybe 5’6 and couldn’t weigh more than 115 lbs. soaking wet. His blonde hair was slightly long, brushing against his eyebrows and just barely not covering earlobes. He sported startling blue grey eyes and perfect lips along with a complexion that was as clean as a fresh sheet of typing paper, although darker in color. His waist was narrow, his boy butt was small and just about perfect inside faded Levi’s. The strapped undershirt, aka wife beater, frequently revealed a narrow portion of a taut belly and the top of his pelvic creases as well as not so much as a wisp of hair in his armpits. The front of the jeans didn’t offer much in the way of showing off that which made him a boy and his voice hadn’t started the maturation process and was still the high pitch of a young boy, a melodic sound to my ears. We got back to the house a bit before 7pm. We snagged some soda’s, in this case our recent discovery of Bunderberg Ginger Beer and headed out onto the patio. I should note that it’s not really beer but just really good ginger ale. The temperature was still in the low 80’s so Orion suggested hitting the pool. Of course Dusty reported not having a swim suit. “No worries Duster,” his brother said using his own nick for the boy, “we usually swim nude.” At that, the two teens began to strip which didn’t take long since they were wearing sport shorts and t-shirts. Dusty was a little taken aback and glanced at me. “Are you swimming Rory?” I nodded my head and began my undressing process. “You can always just wear undies if you want Dusty,” I said. In a half minute I was down to briefs and quickly peeled them off, standing naked before the boy who of course tried not to look but failed. I simply went to the edge and jumped in. When I surfaced Dusty was shucking his briefs so as he headed to the pool side I got a glimpse of his boyhood kocaeli escort bayan charms. I didn’t see much because he tried to cover up. “He’s still a little shy Rory,” his brother said while the kid was still under water. I simply nodded my head. Dusty popped up alongside us and we just paddled in place for a second. “Anyone want to play Knights,” Orion asked and got head nods. Knights was a perfect way to get things started because it was a legitimate reason to initiate body contact and body contact meant genital contact it often resulted in sprouting boners. Since it was essentially Dusty’s night, unbeknownst to the boy, Carson and Orion teamed up so that Dusty was teamed up with me. We got the boy onto my shoulders, his cock and balls quite noticeable against my neck, and waded in to do battle. It didn’t matter who the knight was on the other team, both teens outweighed Dusty and were stronger than he was so he and I got toppled time after time. After 10 minutes and multiple engagements we got out of the pool and I got to see the boy for the first time. Although he wasn’t completely smooth, Dusty appeared to be so from a distance. It was only up close that one could see the sprouts of hair across his pelvis. The hairs were mostly blonde and still short without curl but there were a few longies and even one or two darker ones. Like his brother, Dusty was uncut but unlike his brother, who sported a solid 6 inches when soft and 7 hard, Dusty was closer to 4� or slightly longer. At the moment his balls were held up close to his crotch in a crinkled bag, his raphe quite visible between the eggs. As I’d said, his torso was flat and taut, his outie belly button a prelude to the deep pelvic creases that angled down to highlight his boy stuff. Dusty seemed to have lost his shyness and didn’t try to cover up, allowing his cock and balls freedom of movement as he roamed about. We all plopped down in lounge chairs, Orion and Carson side by side in a 2 person chair. Dusty spent a fair amount of time trying not to look at Orion but not succeeding very well. I caught giving me sideways glances as well. Finally I said to him in a soft voice, “It’s okay to look Dusty. I don’t mind and I know Orion doesn’t either. Besides, it is rather difficult not to look, believe me I know.” The boy actually smiled and if I had to guess, exhibited relief. “What do you mean, you know,” he asked. “Well first off, Orion is a spectacular example of adolescent boyhood. You’ll never see many cocks that compare to his and especially not on a boy as beautiful as he is. Secondly, most males want to look but try not to. They are sort of checking to see how they compare to other males. That is especially true of boys. For me personally, I enjoy looking. I love how boys look. I think that boys your age are the best though because you’re starting to grow up, becoming sexually mature and sexually aware. I remember what it was like being your age and the feelings that were raging through my body most of the time, the changes my body was going through. That’s part of why I love boys your age, the remembering and so understanding of how you feel.” The boy turned to face me and allowed his hands to move away from his groin. “I remember too, being shy and embarrassed about the changes my body was making but proud of them and wanting to show them off somehow, to let others see that I was growing up and not just a little boy.” I swear that Dusty’s mouth dropped open. “Oh man Rory, you were just like I am. That’s exactly how I feel.” I nodded my head in understanding. “It’s how most boys feel Dusty. It’s one of those things that we all have in common. And that is one of the reasons that boys like to be naked. Even if there weren’t other people around to see him, a boy sort of half wishes there were.” We were quiet for a moment before I decided to take a risk. “If you would like Dusty, come on over and I’ll take a good look.” The boy was clearly unsure about that. “I… I might get a boner though.” I smiled. “Even better. Boy boners are the best.” He glanced to his other side and saw his brother’s head in Orion’s lap sucking my boys’ obviously hard cock. The end of Carson’s dick was sticking out between his closed legs and it was quite clear that he was was rock hard. “Okay,” Dusty said softly and got up then straddled the chaise lounge that I was partially reclined in which put his boyhood charms right in my face. Up close he was glorious. On each side of the base of his penis were a couple of long straggly hairs, the rest were short and still laying flat against his skin. His foreskin covered cock was already starting to rise albeit, not much. “So beautiful Dusty,” I crooned, “may I touch you?” The boy nodded his head as he squeaked out a “yeah”. I reached up and ran my fingers through his new sprouts while my other hand came up under his balls to gently feel the eggs in their crinkly skin. Naturally, I got to watch his cock go from its default state to standing tall and proud in front of his flat belly. It was a sight I never tired of. “Oh my, you are so strong and hard,” I murmured as I took hold of his raging boner and stroked it a few times, skinning his foreskin back and forth over the now swollen and sensitive head. The manipulation caused him to gasp audibly. At that point I didn’t think I needed to ask permission to proceed further so simply pulled his rampant appendage down and put my mouth over the end and began sucking his delicious young cock. Dusty groaned deeply as I took him to the root then bobbed my head to and fro, taking all of him in with each dip. After a half dozen suckings I took my mouth away, kept his foreskin retracted and licked all over his swollen red tipped head as if it were a dripping ice cream cone. Since there was some precum leaking out it was quite like an ice cream cone so I cleaned it off but unfortunately there wasn’t enough to really catch a taste of him. I went back to sucking him, my hands clutching at his narrow butt, kneading the flesh and encouraging him to gently fuck my face. Dusty finally called a halt to it. “I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop Rory,” he said so I did. “Can I suck on you now,” he asked, his voice husky due to his state of hotness. “Don’t need to ask sweet boy,” I said. He moved down and basically sat on my ankles, leaned down and took hold of my cock and lowered his head. I glanced over at his brother and Orion and got a thumbs up and a smile from Carson. Orion was busy sucking the blonde boys’ boner so wasn’t watching me. It was clear that Dusty lacked a great deal of experience in the cock sucking department but he made up for it in enthusiasm and cuteness. Watching the young boys’ face bobbing in my lap made up for it in spades. Dusty finally stopped about the time the older teens were wrapped up in a tight hug, kissing deeply and fondling each other. It wouldn’t do but Dusty wanted to give that a try so we did. I decided after a brief moment of swapping spit that the lounge chair wasn’t the place to use as a teaching platform. “How about if we go to my izmit sınırsız escort bed Dusty,” I asked. “We were thinking the same thing,” Orion opined then asked if we wanted to make it a foursome, not necessarily interactive but sharing the same bed. Dusty seemed to be okay with the idea but only after declaring that he didn’t want to do stuff with his brother, who was in complete agreement with that as well. So, off we went. I had purchased a Wyoming King mattress some years before with the dream, or fantasy, of putting a larger bed to good use in a manner that we were going to do. Didn’t happen, that is until Orion came into my life or, more specifically, the addition of a friend or two into my life. At 84 inches wide it accommodated 4 people without being crowded. Needless to say, Dusty was highly impressed while Carson was non-plussed, having visited the breeding ground in the past. We piled in, each couple to a side and immediately snuggled up for some quality kissing. Dusty took to it like a duck to water and was soon tongue fucking my mouth just as I was his. I was doing most of the cradling and allowing my hands to roam up and down his back and that of course included his boy butt. The globes of Dusty’s narrow butt were amazing. They rose up out of the small of his back to create almost perfect twin mounds that were small enough that my hand could cup and entire fleshy hillock. I kneaded the flesh while I was there, let my fingers trail up and down his gluteal cleavage without actually going inside the firm warm cleft. Dusty was already beginning to moan and gently press his waist against mine, pushing his stone hard cock against me. I elected to move the boy onto his back then slid my hand down to find his stiffened flesh. I felt it up and down, stroked it a few times then went further down to cup and gently tug on his totally smooth sac of boy balls. Dusty moaned even louder and kissed with even more passion. He finally had to break it off in order to ease his mouth and drink in volumes of oxygen. “Gosh Rory that’s so intense,” he said, his voice beginning to deepen due to the feelings of lust raging through his adolescent body. I pulled him to me and we engaged in more deep throated kissing, rubbing moaning and groaning. “Are you ready to fuck me Carson,” Orion said and got a quick affirmative. That certainly got his little brother’s attention. Dusty rolled over to watch so I snuggled him up to me and we both watched while his brother lubed his raging dick and my young lover’s asshole. Carson slipped into Orion then leaned forward on the bed and began to fuck him in a nice medium paced rhythm. It wouldn’t do but Dusty had to moved over to get a better look and was clearly impressed that he could see his brother’s cock sliding in and out of Orion’s ass. “Would you like to try that on me Dusty,” I asked the boy then for clarification added, “fuck me that is, not me fuck you unless you’re ready for that.” “I’d like to try it, to fuck you Rory.” We quickly went through the lubing process and I flopped on my back for the boy. It was hot as hell watching Dusty get into position, to watch the expressions on his smooth young face as he guided his nail hard boner toward me. I felt him touch my flesh then push, then push harder. It took a second but he got in. Since he wasn’t real big the pain was minimal so I didn’t need to have him stop and since he didn’t know the protocol he kept on going until his balls rested against me ass. “I’m all the way in, huh Rory?” “Yes you are sweet boy so do your job.” He grinned at me and began to fuck me just as his brother was banging Orion. It was kind of fun, me and Orion being fucked together by brothers. “How is Dusty,” I asked him and he responded that it was great, amazing, awesome as he kept pumping his cock in and out of me. I told him it was a nice fuck for me too because his cock was a perfect size, besides it was his first time and on top of all that he cute as hell. I swear the boy blushed. “I think I’m going to cum soon Rory,” he panted, which was no surprise to me. “If you can Dusty, pull out and jack off on me. I want to watch you squirt.” He nodded his head. Next to us Orion cried out for Carson to fuck him hard and make him cum so the teen began to pound my boy with power. Dusty tried to watch which helped stave off his cumming but not for long. “Oh fuck Rory,” he cried out. He jerked his dick out of me and began beating it like a drum and a second later watery drops spurted out onto my cock and balls. It was a glorious sight to be sure. I quickly took hold of my own rigid flesh and began pounding it good and hard and it didn’t take long. As Dusty’s orgasm waned mine began and started firing globs of white goo up to my chest and onto my belly. Dusty’s mouth dropped open at the sight. “Fuck I never seen so much cum,” he said excitedly, still stroking his cock but much slower. “I’m there Carson,” Orion cried out and Carson mimicked the words. He pulled his cock out of Orion’s asshole and the two of them went about jacking off and in seconds were covering Orion’s torso with fresh squeezed boy sperm. A lot of it. We all hit the shower which, thankfully, could hold all of us. Carson asked his little brother what he thought about the whole thing and while Dusty’s shit eating grin said it all. We traipsed downstairs for a snack then headed to bed, Orion and Carson going to his room and Dusty with me. We snuggled and huggled and kissed and talked for a bit. “I’m glad you helped me out tonight Rory,” the boy said. “I want to try all those other things too, even getting fucked but I don’t think I’m ready to go the whole way. Will it be okay for me to hang with you some more and work up to getting your dick in my butt?” “I think I can arrange that sweet boy.” He hugged me and kissed me then we drifted off to sleep. We sucked each other’s cock again in the morning and he shot into my mouth. What a sweet elixir a newly sperming boys’ juice is. Amazingly, we won the auction for the Dart. I had never won anything in my life, ever. So I had a friend drive us into the city to pick it up and drive it home. I elected to forgo any ownership of the vehicle and gifted my portion of it to Orion for his 16th birthday. The boy got tears in his eyes. Obviously, the title was in both names until he hit 18. We had gotten his drivers permit and done a little bit of driving in the Honda so I felt confident enough to let him drive the Dart. Not in public really, but on the side streets of an industrial park not far from the house. He was beside himself with joy. Five days after being with Dusty I surprised Orion with a trip to Hawaii for his birthday and as part of that celebration we flew 1st class. Orion was totally enthralled with Hawaii. My condo was at the Diamond Head end of Waikiki at the Colony surf. Built in 1959, I had gone partners with 3 friends in purchasing a unit way back in 1974, barely a dozen years after the islands attained statehood. A unit on the 16th floor on the Waikiki side it had spectacular views of izmit anal yapan escort Waikiki and Honolulu and of course the ocean. The partners started selling their ownership 10 years later and by 1992 I was the sole owner. The following year I was offered a trade for a slightly larger unit facing the ocean. The owners newest wife apparently didn’t like the view and didn’t like the noise of the waves so I got it on a straight across trade which is basically unheard of. My initial 125k investment was now worth 3+ million. Of course I’d done some remodeling over the years and update the furniture and appliances but still it was a hell of a return on my investment. I kept a car in the underground parking garage to avoid rentals when I visited, the current vehicle being a 15 year old stock, nondescript Mustang coupe. A convertible in the islands is essentially insane in my opinion. I said before that I didn’t lease it out, only letting friends use it but that isn’t quite true. I did lease it but only for a single week each month, generally the 1st week, the purpose to help cover the monthly fees which seemed to grow every year. I generally made 2 trips a year; summer and Christmas so that meant that we’d be back within a few months. Queen’s beach is a 3-4 minute walk and the end closest to me is where gay and lesbian citizens tend to congregate and it wouldn’t do but to drop our towels in park like area that fronted the water. “This is really awesome Rory, having a public place to hang out with other queers and be safe.” I wasn’t fond of the moniker but today’s youth seemed to embrace the word. On our second day there we were lazing about in the shade when the thunder of motorcycles broke quiet late morning air. We glanced up and saw a half dozen bikes, all custom choppers, backing up against the curb in the yellow no parking area. I had learned years ago that most cops looked the other way and allowed the bikes to park in such areas at it freed up the limited amount of parking spots for cars, which translated to tourists. Unlike cars they didn’t take up a lot of space or block traffic. We watched as they got of the bikes and headed toward where we were laying. The big surprise was that it was men and teenage boys, just like me and Orion, the men commandeering the bikes and the boys riding, except for one. I was surprised to see a boy about Orion’s age had dismounted his scooter, another boy having dismounted from behind him. As they approached it was apparent that they weren’t a father and son group or just a group of friends, the laughter, comradery and quick kisses on the mouth being a give-away. “Damn Rory, a whole group of people like us,” Orion said in a voice that was a mix of excitement and awe. “And they’re all cute as fuck.” Indeed, the boys were all cute and the men, not a one over 35 I was sure, all handsome and fit. Someone pulled a blanket out of a backpack and spread it out while everyone else dropped towels and t-shirts and joined them. They were all laughing and joking and casting glances around the grassy open area and a few of them seemed to check us out since we were only 30 feet away. After a good 10 minutes one of the boys stood up and ambled our way. The boy was the one piloting the bike and as he approached we were able to take him in. Brown hair, green eyes, slender build maybe 5’7″ and a buck thirty five, he was a very cute boy growing into young manhood. He had a nice bobble in his board shorts too. “I don’t want to intrude,” he said, “but I couldn’t help but notice that you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in months,” he said to Orion, “and I felt compelled to tell you that. I’m Dane.” Orion reached out a hand while he introduced me then said, “I can’t imagine you losing any beauty contests but thank you. Grab some grass.” Dane sat and asked where we were visiting from and when we told him he said he and his boyfriend, guardian and his boyfriend lived in Seattle although they did have a house in Kohala but everyone else in the group lived here. That fact and the bikes told me the kid came from money. “So,” Dane said, “I have a strong sense that you have a story to tell but only part of it is that you’re lovers.” I was shocked, Orion less so for whatever reason. “Obviously,” Dane said as he waved an arm toward his group, “we all belong to the same club. Would you guys like to join us?” Orion glanced at me, I nodded my head and he said sure. We gathered our stuff and moved, the others in his group watching us with expressions that told me they were expecting it. Dane introduced everybody and a very hot older teen named David asked if Orion had done any modeling to which my boy said no. “I did a lot of modeling as a teen,” David said, “and you definitely have the looks. If you’re interested I could hook you up.” Orion looked at me. “Your choice Orion.” My young lover said he was open to more discussion on the topic. “I love your name by the way,” Dane said, “it fits you perfectly. So, was I right, do you have a story to tell? But before you answer let us tell you ours. Dane proceeded to tell us how his mother and sister had died and that Cody was his lover and guardian. A boy named Majah, of all things, “explained that his mother had abandon him here in Hawaii and Eli had taken the boy in and they were lovers. Majah was the smallest boy there but the same age as most of the boys, that being 14. David explained his situation, a drug addict mother and moving to a huge ranch by Kalispell and eventually meeting Cody and Dane and he and Cody falling in love the second they laid eyes on each other. Brett shared his parents having died and him running away from the religious psycho aunt he was living with and meeting Derrick who basically saved him. Derrick, or “D” explained setting Brett up in a large home outside of Seattle that he’d grown up in and inherited living with longtime family friends who were caretakers of the estate. D lived here in Hawaii and wasn’t in a position to bring Brett here. “Which worked out great because I met Dane,” the blonde hunk said then kissed his boyfriend on the mouth. Another hot blonde named Adam talked about his dad having gotten an incredible construction job in the south pacific and so now he lived in David and Cody’s Kohala house with their caretakers. The last boy, Tobbi, talked about having met his lover Toby but didn’t say much more about it. I sensed there was a lot more to that story. Orion felt compelled to share his story and since lost or absent mothers seemed to be the common thread, was welcomed with open arms. “I knew there was something like that,” Dane said, “thank you for sharing that. Orion wanted to know how or why Dane suspected he had a story to tell. “Dane has an extraordinary gift,” Cody said, “that all but defies description. He has an ability to sense things about people and he’s rarely wrong.” “There’s a lot more to that too,” Tobbi said but didn’t continue. I then explained my life and circumstances, how and why Orion came into my life. David and Cody shot each other a “look” accompanied by raised eyebrows. They both looked to Dane who had a big grin on his face and who nodded his head vigorously. “You’d be perfect,” David said. I wondered what I would be perfect for but before I could ask, David said, “How do you feel about moving to Costa Rica with us for say, 6 months?”