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The Coming of Josh

This chapter looks truly like a firework: too good :D too hot :wink: and too short :nono:

Thank god the land is sold and all the other domino stuff connected to that is gonna happen soon, so more chapter for us and more work for funtimes :lol:

PS. happy for Devin opening up with Josh
PPS. how did you come up with the scene between Josh and Trevor in the kitchen (especially the "ending")?
 
FT, I agree with Chaz and Thanatos, a couple of fantastic chapters here. You just keep generating more interest in this story with each chapter you write.

Okay, I loved the way Devin caught Josh kissing Jake in their excitement for getting the land. That opened up Devin to Josh. Poor Devin, after losing the love of his life, he chose not to look for another or was disinterested at the time. It was nice the way Devin explained how caring Sandy was for his situation and how he tried to help his friend, in a very loving way. I just get the feeling Sandy is a sexual being altogether. I think he likes getting his cock off, really enjoys his chics, but could take care of his guy friends also if need be. I'm sure he's going to continue to be fun. One of the guys thought he'd be great as a dancer. I have to agree with him on that. I think he'd be a natural.

Sounds like Trevor and Andy are a little anxious for some Jake and Josh time. If it weren't for them, Trevor might still be straight. I'm sure Andy hasn't gotten over Josh either, Josh being his first love. He has said many times that he regrets moving in with Ashton and disappointing Josh. But that action brought Jake into the number one spot in Josh's life. Seems like Andy and Trevor get along great. Trevor is very thoughtful of Andy in the way he always compliments him and includes him on anything he thinks he'd like to do sex wise. Some very strong feelings between all the guys really, which makes it even nicer.

Gramps is doing so much better, even walking to the barn with Zach. He'd probably like to put it to Zach in the barn loft and add to the stains on the barn wall. Ha. Zach is such a sweetheart. Can't wait for him to join the team in Uni. He deserves to be there.

Josh is still teasing Jordan. Jordan loves him, but is learning how to keep their relationship in perspective. Josh doesn't make that easy by any means. When he loves someone, he goes all out.

Chaz was right in that getting the land set a huge deal in motion. Buzz gets the design of his dreams and be recognized for it. Todd and Chad have the largest building project of their life, putting their small company in the major spotlight. Devin and Sandy's future is now assured, because of Josh promising them to be a part of the new project and because they all care about each other. Even Cliff business is going to go up once again with all the financial activity involved in a project like this. Bill has no idea of what he's getting into, but anything that helps him is good in his mind, I have to believe.

I don't know how Josh is going to keep all this together with school and everything else he's into, but I'm sure he'll have fun trying and we'll all have fun reading about it. Great work, FT. It just keeps getting better and better. Keep up the great work for us Josh junkies. BC
 
You did it again FT.... You dropped another amazing chapter on us, and for that I say Thank You.

Glad that the land deal worked out in Josh's favor. As it seems our boy wonder is really going to have his hands full with getting everything ready for the soon to be opened bar, school and practices getting ready to start up, dealing with the closing on the property, making sure to show all of his friends that he and Jake still care about them sexually plus counseling sessions with Jim and Drey. I'm hoping Drey doesn't become as big of a headache as Dawson. Not sure the town is big enough to handle those two crazy personalities at once. If there is any hope of maybe saving a friendship, even if it doesn't turn romantical, Jim and Drey are both going to need to be 100 percent open and honest.

Devin opening himself up to Josh definitely struck a nerve, as I can relate to Devin in this chapter. It literally feels like It could be my story 13 yrs ago. Losing someone you love and closing yourself off and not really showing any interest of finding or having that kind of love in your life.

Zach and Gramps venturing outside of the house and even walking out to the barn was definitely a feel good moment. I hope Gramps still has plenty of those good days left in him.
 
Many thanks to all of you for your great and somewhat inspiring comments, Chaz, Thanatos, BC and Xander. I was particularly touched by the comment you made, Xander about losing someone you loved and being withdrawn after that. I am so sorry for your loss. I really feel for anyone that has lost someone they love. This next chapter may be kind of hard for some of you, even for me. Hell, I cried when i proofread it. Not that my writing was any good here, it just brought back some sorrowful memories, but that's all I'll say for now. I love to write about fun positive things, but unfortunately life is not always that way. I hope this next chapter is more illustrative of what life really is, a combination of fun, love, passion, growth and some sorrow. That's all I'll say. You be the judge. FT
 
Chapter 255 – The Pain of Going Home

I woke up unusually early on Friday morning, laying on my back. My arms stretched out, feeling some crusty stuff on my belly, obviously some dried up cum Jake and I failed to clean up after shooting our loads all over each other last night in a heat of passion, not wiping all of it off. My mind wandered as to whether it was mine or Jake’s. It didn’t matter, it was male sperm, a product of our love for one another from the night before. I kind of smiled to myself. Jake was still sound asleep beside me, laying on his back also. I rolled over on my side so I could look at him. He looked so beautiful sleeping beside me. I pulled back the sheets to view his morning wood. Damn, his penis seemed unusually large this morning, fully hard and ready for action. I reached over and ran my hand over his hard penis standing at attention. I swear there was a small grin on his face as I did, but yet he continued sleeping away. I ran my hand over his smooth balls, and fondled them gently, enjoying the feel of his testicles in my hand. My fingers wandered down his semi-fine haired taint, playing with the little fine dark hairs that started at the beginning of his asscrack, at the end of his taint. I loved playing with his hair there. I ran my hand down his inner thigh gently crowding out his balls as I came to the end of his inner thigh and the start of his dark pubic hair that made him so manly looking. I cocked my head up on an elbow to get a better look at my man, the man I loved with all my heart. He was so beautiful in all his naked glory. I took my hand and ran it gently across his six pack abs and up to his hard pecs, toying gently with his nipples. Then I finally scooted up close beside him and kissed his nipples. Jake sighed a little, then grabbed my hand and pulled it up to his lips to kiss.

“Is it morning already?” he asked sleepily, turning to face me, then pulling me tightly against him. “Oooo, someone’s horny this morning,” he whispered, not opening his eyes, but feeling my morning wood up against his, finally.

“Can’t help it. You do that to me, you know,” I confessed. I got a grin out of him and a peck on the lips as he gently kissed me good morning. I hugged him tightly. We cuddled together, half asleep, but fully aware or our heightened arousal state. It felt good cuddling with boners up against one another, a very intimate, but relaxing situation for the time.

“Is it time to get up already?” Jake asked, his eyes still closed.

“Not yet. We have some time. I don’t know why I woke up so early. That doesn’t usually happen, especially after the intense sex we had last night. I thought you wore me out, really,” I told him, then kissed his cheek.

“I wore you out. Shit, you wore me out. I thought my balls dried up and fell off, they were bone dry after the intense sex we had. Too bad, Jim and Drey couldn’t wake up like we do. It’d make their lives so much better than what they have now. If they could just love one another like we do, think of how happy they could be,” Jake kind of mumbled, still not awake.

“Gees, just think, we actually spent the night together, just the two of us this time. That hasn’t happened in a while. Kind of nice, actually. I think we made up for it, though,” I mentioned. Jake clutched me tightly, then started kissing my neck, gently kisses, just showing his love for me in a very small way. I reached over and squeezed one of his ass cheeks.

“Oh, babe. You want my ass this morning?” he asked. “It’s all yours. You know that,” he said getting more amorous as we started toying with one another’s bodies. I didn’t see the need to rush to a full-on, knock-down, drag out fuck session. I was just enjoying the early morning peace of holding him and gently kissing and caressing my man at this time.

“Maybe later, luv. I kind of like just holding you right now. I’ve missed that lately. We seem to have been hurled into everyone else’s lives lately, and been denied our own. It’s all been nice, but nothing can replace you for me, Jake,” I told him, as I kissed him on his forehead, then his closed eyelids. He let out a little chuckle.

“You’re so sweet, you know that,” he said, as he kissed me on the end of my nose, then hugged me tightly once again. It was so peaceful laying there holding each other. I felt so secure in Jake’s arms, blocking out all the strangeness going on around us, and just savoring the moment.

The phone rang, shocking me out of my euphoric trance, where everything was wonderful, peaceful and Jake held me and loved me. I had to work my way out of his arms to find my phone on the night stand. It was Zach of all things.

“Hey, beautiful, and a great morning to you too. Love you bud,” I said, as I answered the phone. Then I got concerned. Zach was sobbing something terribly on the other end. “Zach, what’s wrong. Tell me what’s wrong,” I said raising up in bed.

“Josh, it’s terrible. I don’t know how to say this, but Gramps passed away last night in his sleep,” he barely managed to say, then cried almost uncontrollably.

“No, no, no, tell me that’s not true, Zach. Please tell me that’s not true,” I begged and started to cry. Jake figured out what was wrong and rose up beside me and clutched me tightly, sobbing himself, realizing what Zach was telling me.

“He was so happy last night. We had such a great time with him, your mom and dad, me, you, we all had so much fun yesterday with him. It’s horrible, Josh, just horrible,” he said sobbing heavily.

“Zach, it’s okay. He loved you, Zach. He loved all of us. He’s in a better place now, believe me. Oh, my Lord. I knew this day was coming, but I’m just not prepared for it,” I told him, trying to get myself under control. “How’s Mom and Dad? Are they okay?” I asked. Zach tried to pull himself together to talk to me, although he was taking this extremely hard.

“They’re in somewhat of a state of shock. They couldn’t call you and tell you. They said I had to do it as they just couldn’t, Josh. Don’t hate them for that, they just knew I loved you and said to be a brother to you and to let you know for them. I’m sorry,” he said, apologizing for having to be the one to tell me.

“No, no, no, that’s alright, Zach. Truthfully, I’m glad it was you that called me. I don’t know if I could have handled it from them. We’d all be basket cases on that phone call. Oh, damn, now what do we do,” I said, trying to sort all of this out in my mind. Jake was still hugging me tightly, as we sat naked on the edge of the bed, our hardons long gone by now.

“Can you come home, Josh. I need you and I know your parents need you,” he said still sobbing. “I’m sure there are a lot of things that need done and I don’t think your parents are up to it. They’re just kind of stoic at the moment, kind of out of it. The doctor is here and the guy from the funeral parlor. I think they’re taking his body out in a few minutes. The doctor said his death was from natural causes, so there’s no need for an autopsy. I just feel helpless right now, Josh, totally helpless and I know there is so much that has to be done. We need your help,” Zach begged.

“I’ll be there as fast as I can get there, Zach. Jake and I’ll get showered, dressed and be there as quick as we can. Tell Mom and Dad, I’m on my way, and we’ll take care of everything when I get there. Just try to comfort them, if you can. I’ll talk to the funeral home on my way and see what all we need to do. We can handle this, Zach. Tell Mom and Dad I love them, and I’m coming,” I told him sobbing. “And, Zach, I couldn’t love you more right at this minute also. You’re my family too, just like Jake,” I told him.

Zach told me he loved me also, but to hurry home, as everyone there was a mess at the moment. I knew they would be. Dad and Mom did not handle grief well. They just became somewhat immobilized and stoic when death happened in our family. I had gone through three grandparents already, my grandmother, Gramps’ wife, several years ago when I was 9 or 10, and had to pull things together for the family then. My mother’s parents died when I was five, so I didn’t remember too much about them, other than my mother stayed in her room and cried for weeks. Dad told me many years later, that he thought he lost her when she lost her parents, as she was so deeply depressed at that time, she had to take medicine for depression. He said I was a big help to him and to Mom. He gave me credit for pulling her through, as I went into her room one morning and told her she needed to take care of me, as Dad was out farming and I was all alone. Dad said, he wasn’t sure how I got through to her, but she got up out of bed and started being Mom again. She was making breakfast when he got back from feeding and was okay after that. Dad said he asked me what happened. I told him, I told her I was hungry, and if she loved me, she needed to make me breakfast, as I couldn’t reach the bowls or the cereal, forget the eggs and bacon during that period of time. Dad thought that was great, and told me I knocked her out of her depression. Dad and I bonded during that period of time, according to my Gramps. Now he was gone. I felt so empty all of a sudden.

“Josh, you okay?” Jake asked, snapping me out of my stupor.

“What? Huh? A, yeh, I guess so. Oh, Jake, I hate losing Gramps. I wasn’t ready for that,” I told him, starting to cry again on his shoulder. He comforted me.

“Let’s get in the shower, get dressed and get on the road. We need to get you back to you family right now,” he said pulling me up to him. He hugged my naked body one more time, told me he loved me more than anything in the world, then drug me to the shower.

By this time, Allen, OBB, Dustin and Eric were up and walking into the shower also. They immediately recognized that something was wrong and were there at my side. Jake told them that Gramps had passed away last night and they all gave me a group hug, telling me they loved me and would be there for whatever I or my family needed. I hugged them all. I felt surrounded by love.

We got packed. I grabbed my laptop and some clothes. I realized the only suit I owned was still at the farm. I just hoped it still fit. Jake had one here, always complaining he never knew why, but he did. Jake asked me if I wanted Tom or James to come over and fly me down. I told him, that wouldn’t be necessary, as I needed the time traveling to think and possibly make some arrangements, I wasn’t sure, but spending the five hours with Jake alone, might be just what I needed for today to digest everything and sort things out. Jake said he was good with that. Andy, Trevor and Thad finally showed up along with Todd and Chad. Then came Sandy and Devin. I got hugs and condolences from all of them before Jake and I hopped in the Lincoln and headed out.

I was barely out of town before I got a call from Greer, saying Thad had called him and told him about Gramps. I swear I thought he was going to cry. He told me how much he loved me, and begged me to let him do anything I needed done to help my family.

“Greer, I do know something you can do for me. It was kind of Gramps’ last wish, really. He was worried about the mortgage on the farm for Mom and Dad. He told me he had told them for years he’d get that paid off before he left this world, but didn’t think he’d get it done. I guess he was right about that,” I said, thinking how he asked me about it just last night. “Could you check that out and see how much it is, and see if maybe I could set up some sort of payment plan over a few years to pay that off. I have no idea how much it is. I wouldn’t think it’d be too much, but it bothered my grandfather not to have it paid off. If you could let me know, I’d appreciate it,” I told him. He made me promise to text him the arrangements for the funeral. I told him I would. I no more than hung up with him and Jordan called me. Gees, Thad had been a busy boy already notifying everyone of my plight.

“Josh, you know I love you, and I’d do anything for you. You just tell me how and when, and I’m there for you,” he promised. I told him I loved him also, but this was just one of those things that was inevitable. He agreed, but told me it didn’t hurt any less. I had to agree with that. Again, he made me promise to send out information, or have Jake get in touch with all of my friends and let them know the arrangements. Gees, if they all send flowers, there wasn’t a florist around in the county that could handle that many, I had to think.

Then I got the call that almost blew my mind. Stoney actually called me. He said Greer had texted him about Gramps. “Josh, I am so sorry for your loss. I know how much your Gramps meant to you. You were always telling stories about him and how proud you were of him. I remember you telling us that you thought he knew about you being gay, but he was so lovingly understanding. I even remember you saying you thought he kind of liked male intimacy also when he was younger,” Stoney said. I had to chuckle.

“First of all, thank you for your condolences, but most of all for the pleasure of hearing your voice and being able to talk to you finally, Stoney. Where are you and when are you coming back? We miss you so much. Greer is beside himself,” I told him on the verge of crying.

“There, there, Josh. All is well. Hell, you guys are doing so well these days, you don’t need me to screw anything up. I’m having a great time, enjoying the hell out of my independence and long awaited time off. Greer and Sven are doing a great job with the ranch, you and Jake are kicking ass with the clubs and now the residence hall you’re gong to build. I damn near got a hard on looking at what all you put together. Hell, the way it’s prepared, you could have secured financing from one of the largest banks on Wall Street, even though we don’t need any financing. You’ve got some great help supporting you, Josh. I’m telling you, you guys have the making of amassing a large empire, and you’re just getting started. You don’t need me at all. And, you know what, I’m loving it,” Stoney said excitedly.

“Yes, but the one thing missing is you, Stoney. We can do the job, but it’d be nice to have your guidance to reassure us we’re not screwing up, but most of all, we miss having you to love and care for. I mean, we love you, regardless of where you are or what you’re doing, but we’d like to have your body with us to show you how much we care about you,” I lectured him. He laughed.

“Why do you need with this old tired body when you have all that hot young stuff around you to take care of,” Stoney chuckled.

“They’re not you, Stoney. We love you. We really love you and we need you with us to prove it to you. It’s not fair staying away like that for this long. We get you need your independence and freedom, and we’re okay with that, but check in with us more often and show up once in a while so we can stick our dicks in you and suck you dry, or you fuck us silly. That’s what we’re desperate for,” I pleaded. He actually laughed at me. I told him it wasn’t funny.

“I’ll keep that in mind. Meantime, I didn’t want to talk about business, just wanted to see how you were, and see if you or your family needed anything,” he said, somewhat consoling me.

“We have everything we need except for you, Stoney. If we just had you with us, we’d be totally blessed,” I assured him. “There is one very important thing you could do for me that would mean the world to me, if you really want to do something for me,” I told him.

“What’s that. You say the word, and I make it happen,” he assured me.

“Call Greer and talk to him for me. He misses your terribly, Stoney. I need you to physically move your mouth and say words to him, not text him. Call him and tell him you love him. It’ll mean the world to him. He thinks he lost you for good, and he’s depressed over it. For my grieving sake, would you at least call the guy for me?” I asked, pleading.

“Damn, you like to make things difficult. You drive a damn hard bargain, Josh. Okay, since it’s for you, I’ll call Greer this morning. I guess I can ask him to send me the details of the arrangements for your grandfather’s funeral,” he said, relenting to my request. “Josh, I love you more than you’ll ever know. You make me proud of you every day. You’re doing a wonderful job of displaying leadership for the rest of the guys. I couldn’t be more proud of you. Remember that when you go through these next few difficult days, as you grieve for your grandfather. I know he’s proud of you also.
Gotta run. Gotta make a phone call for you, since I love you so much. I’ll call Greer. Love you, Josh,” he said and hung up.

“Well, Stoney lives. That’s great news,” Jake said, hearing me talk to him. “Did he happen to say where he was or what he was doing?” Jake asked.

“Nope, not a word on that. He did promise to call Greer for me,” I said, smiling at Jake.

“Yep, you pretty much forced him into that, after he said he’d do anything for you. You are a tough negotiator, Josh. Can’t help yourself. You’re a natural,” Jake commented.
“Anyone else we know that hasn’t called you yet?” he asked.

I talked to so many people on the way home, it was amazing. Even Tuck called me and told me how sorry he and Millie were when they heard the news. Thad had called him also. I was so proud of Thad. Even Coach called and gave me his condolences. Erin and Jason called, surprising the hell out of me, then Griff and Toby, Tony and Ollie, Parker and Francis, Ken and James. Buzz called me when he heard the news, giving me words of consolation. Hell, even Bill called to console me and tell me he’d handle everything with the land until I got back. I even got a call from Cliff of all things. Thad had filled him in. I did tell Cliff about the $10,000 cashier’s check I needed for the earnest money we needed to put up for the land purchase. He said he’d get that to Bill today. During the course of these calls, I had everyone on speaker phone so Jake wasn’t bored hearing only one-sided conversations. Everyone made him promise to take good care of me, and love me for them.

Finally, getting a lull in phone calls, I googled the funeral parlor in our small town and called them. After telling them who I was, and getting condolences, I asked them if my parents had made any arrangements. They said they were told they wouldn’t make any decisions until I got home and could meet with the funeral director. I kind of thought that would happen. They said they’d need whatever we wanted, clothes wise, to present him for viewing. That almost made me cry again. I thought about burying him in his bib overalls as, he lived in them continuously, but thought maybe that wouldn’t be right. I told the director I was on my way home, and could meet with them later this afternoon. He said that was plenty of time. Since it was Friday, he suggested a funeral ceremony on Sunday or Monday. I told him I’d think about it, and we’d discuss it later this afternoon. Again, they said we’d have plenty of time.

After hanging up with them, I asked Jake what he thought. He told me whatever day I was comfortable with. I told him Sunday afternoon would probably be the best since everyone had Sunday off, and my relatives could easily get there by then, those that would come anyway. I was pretty sure Mark and Michael, my cousins, George and Sadie, my aunt and uncle would come, even though they were on my Mother’s side of the family, but they knew and enjoyed Gramps. Dad’s sister from Florida, my Aunt Gladys, would come. I was in hopes Dad had enough drive this morning to at least call his sister and tell her that her father had died. But then, I wasn’t sure. I had her phone number and called her. She was ecstatic to hear from me, but before I could say anything, she told me she knew how close I was to Gramps, and how much I’d miss him. She said she was hopping on a plane tomorrow morning and would be there sometime late tomorrow afternoon, but wasn’t sure, as she had to fly standby, making reservations this late. Dad had called her. For that I was grateful.

Jake and I got hungry on our long trip back home and went through a McDonalds drive-thru, off the freeway, eating our hamburgers on the way, not wanting to lose any time.

I called Zach again, and asked him what kind of shape everyone was in. Zach had calmed down considerably by now. He said Mom was cleaning up the guest room where Gramps had stayed, in preparation for my aunt from Florida, in addition to baking pies, which he said he helped her with, just to stay busy. He said Dad was calm, but very sad. They both did the feeding together this morning to get out of the house and get some fresh air. Zach said Dad hugged him feeding the cattle and they both cried together to get it out of their systems. He said dad told him how much Gramps really loved him and what a joy he had been to Gramps. Then Zach told me he thought even the cattle were sad this morning. I told Zach what I found out when I called the funeral home. He said Mom and Dad were adamant that I needed to be there for any arrangements. I told him, we’d go this afternoon when I got there. I asked him if anyone said when the funeral should be. He said Mom and Dad mentioned Sunday, as it was a good day for everyone to be here. I told them I was good with that myself, and would call the funeral home and tell them to make the arrangements with the church to have it Sunday afternoon. Zach said he’d tell Mom and Dad.

“Zach, do they need to talk to me? I mean I’m just riding in the car with Jake if they need to talk,” I told him. He asked them if they wanted to talk to me.

“They said they’d talk to you once you got here. It’s still kind of hard, Josh. I know I’m going to lose it when I see you, and I’m sure they will too. They said for you and Jake to be safe, and get here when you can,” Zach relayed to me. I shook my head, but in a way, understood the grieving process to a certain extent. I was having a hard enough time dealing with it myself, but thanks to Jake, my love and my rock, I was holding up fairly well. “Josh, would it be better if I moved back to the bunkhouse, out at my father’s ranch he’s managing, to give you more room for family at the house. I thought I’d ask you anyway if that’d help,” Zach offered.

“Not on your life, Zach. The three of us are sleeping together tonight, and every night we’re home. We’re all family, and we’re sticking together. I could never do this without you and Jake. I just couldn’t,” I told him, holding back the tears.

“I was hoping you’d say that, as I need you more than ever now also,” he said starting to sob again.

“Handg in there, little buddy. I’ll be there soon, but let me know if there’s anything you need decided before I get there. We’re still about an hour and half out. The worst part of the trip is the last part with two-lane highways. Just try to keep everything together as best you can. I’m sure that’s going to be difficult, but I need you to try,” I told him. He promised me he’d come through for me.

I called the funeral home and confirmed the date and time of the service. They thanked me for that as it gave them more time for preparation. I, no more than hung up from them, than I got a call from Tom our pilot.

“Hey, where are you guys?” I asked answering the phone.

“Hey we’re at Flight Level 49 right now, Josh, over Kentucky, on our way to Orlando in the Citation. The most important question is how are you at the moment? So sorry to hear about your grandfather, Josh. Terrible thing to happen, no matter how old they get. You just hate to lose them,” Tom said, expressing his condolences. I could tell I was on speaker, as I could hear the noise in the cockpit interrupted by Air Traffic Control at times.

“I’m fine, guys. I’m doing okay. Jake and I are driving back home, and we don’t have much farther to go. We’re okay,” I told them.

“You need us for anything and we’ll be there, Josh. We can bring in family for you if you need us to. You just say the word and consider it done. James and I’ll donate our time. I’m sure the company would pick up the cost of the flight at cost,” Tom assured me.

“We’re fine, Tom, but thanks anyway. Our family doesn’t come from far away, and the funeral is on Sunday, so they have plenty of time to get there. My aunt is coming from Florida, but she said she’ll be here sometime tomorrow late afternoon if she was lucky, as she’s flying standby,” I told them.

“Josh, how close is she to Orlando, as we’re coming back this way in the morning?” Tom asked.

“She lives outside of Orlando in those Villages that are for retired people, just northwest of Orlando, why?” I asked.

“Josh, she’ll have to change planes a couple of times to get to you in the boonies down there. I’ll text you the information of the FBO she can meet us at in the morning, and we’ll bring her to you. That’s the least we can do,” Tom said, excited to be able to help.

“Good grief, guys. Don’t you have a charter coming back?” I asked.

“Yep, but there’s only two people, so there’s plenty of space for your aunt. These guys have flown with us before, and they’ll be cool with making a quick stop on the way back to drop off your aunt for you. We can’t land at the airport in your small town in the Citation, so you’ll have to meet us at your regional airport, probably about 45 minutes from you. I’ll call you and tell you when we’ll be there. Tell your aunt not to worry, we’ll have her there early afternoon, so she’ll have more time with the family,” Tom assured me. “We won’t lose much time getting our charter back to the City by dropping off your aunt. Besides, we get to hug you and Jake also, which is the best part,” Tom added.

“Tom, you can’t begin to know how much I appreciate that. Damn, I love you two more and more each time I talk to you. I could just kiss you two right now, and never let you go,” I told them.

“Well, we were hoping for more serious sex from you and Jake, but we’ll take a raincheck on that for now. Just don’t forget us, you here?” he said chuckling.

“How could we ever forget you two. You are too incredible and hot as hell also. Jake and I cannot wait to be with the two of you. You better rest up for that event, as it’s going to be one hell of love session,” I promised them. They said they’d expect nothing less. I was getting a call from Zach, so I had to hang up with them.

“Josh, your aunt called and she said she was having trouble with reservations for tomorrow. The airline said all her flights were overbooked and she might not make it flying standby. You have any ideas as to who you could call to get her reservations?” He asked.

“Zach, I just took care of that. Our pilots are in Orlando this afternoon and will bring her back with them in the morning. She’s confirmed on a direct flight to us in her own private jet. That ought to thrill her to no end,” I told him. “I’ll text you the information as soon as Tom texts it to me, which he’s doing right now.”

“OMG, Josh. Your parents are going to be so relieved. They were thinking they needed to move the service to Monday if she couldn’t get here in time. This is the best thing yet,” Zach said somewhat relieved and happy. I could hear him tell Mom and Dad what I just arranged. They were so relieved. “You know everyone around here thinks you move mountains these days, Josh. I mean flying home in your own airplane, buying companies. Good grief, you’re getting quite a reputation in this town for being somebody these days. Oh, I let Beau know about Gramps. He’s letting his family know and also Clyde and Darren. Your dad said it would be nice if you, Jake and me, then Beau, Clyde and Darren were the pallbearers. I asked them if they really wouldn’t want to replace me with one of your cousins, but they said I was more family than Mark and Michael were, and Gramps loved me so much, I had to do this. I told them I’d be honored if it was okay with everyone,” Zach told me.

“Zach, he loved you with all his heart. You are family, and he’d be honored to have you as a pallbearer. He’d be disappointed if you weren’t. Well at least Dad and Mom were able to figure out one thing without me and made the right selections. Clyde, Beau and Darren are grandsons of his best friend, and the three of us are his family. That would please Gramps to no end,” I shared with him. I told him to hang in there and I’d text him the information to have Dad pass onto my aunt. Then I’d see him in less than an hour. That news made him ecstatic. He said he needed reinforcements in the worst way.

Throughout the whole trip, Jake continually reached over to hold my hand or show support some way while I was on the phone. He never let up, reminding me I was not alone with any of this, as he was right there with me. He was a constant reminder of the love I was surrounded with.

We finally pulled into our lane and then up our driveway, parking in front of our house. Mom, Dad and Zach came out to meet us. Mom and Dad grabbed me and hugged me, tightly breaking down immediately. We huddled together. Zach and Jake held each other, with tears in their eyes, giving Mom, Dad and me our crying moment together. Then Mom looked up and saw Zach and Jake, and welcomed them into our group hug as if they were just as much a part of the family as we were. We all stood there, huddled together until we could finally pull ourselves together. Then Mom said to come in the house, as she had pie for us all. She was intent on feeding us something. That was Mom’s way of dealing with sorrow, just feed people. I guess cooking was her way of staying busy and working her way through the grieving process.

Dad couldn’t thank me enough for taking care of his sister, my aunt Gladys, whom I often referred to as aunt Glad-Ass. Today, I wasn’t being funny, however. While we ate pie, which was to die for as always, Dad, Mom and Zach told us how wonderful and happy Gramps was yesterday. They said he was just as normal as could be, had all kinds of energy, drank beer with them last night, and laughed like he hadn’t in a long time. They said it was truly a miracle, they thought. We all agreed the way he went out was the best way he could have, avoiding a long-term bed stay or anything like that. For that we were grateful, it just hurt he was no longer there teasing us and giving us happiness.

After pie, and a time to share with one another the happiness we all experienced from Gramps’ life, Mom said we really needed to go to the funeral home and make all the arrangements. Mom and Dad both said Zach and Jake should go with us. They were a little uneasy about that, but Mom said we needed to stick together at a time like this, making them feel better, knowing they were there to support us. Before we headed out, Dad gave me a packet, which contained a life insurance policy Gramps had taken out decades ago. Dad said he called and asked how much it was worth. The insurance company, which had changed names several times from mergers, said it was worth $20,000, which Dad told me he thought was plenty to handle the funeral expenses. The cemetery plot was already paid for, as my grandmother was buried there. Dad said he wanted to get a decent headstone though, as my grandmother’s was just a plain granite marker that was flush with the ground, and we needed a larger one to mark the family plot now. Dad reminded me there were four plots there together, enough for he and Mom to be buried there also. I really didn’t even want to think about burying Mom and Dad at the moment. Gramps was hard enough. Dad told me I was on my own for a burial plot, as he never knew where I’d end up. I had to chuckle a little on that one.

We all piled into the big Lincoln Town Car which Mom and Dad marveled at the space inside and the luxurious leather seats. Jake laughed, and told them this boat was given to him by his grandmother before she passed. Mom and Dad thought that was really special. Jake told them it was, and he thought about his grandmother all the time when he drove it. Mom really liked that idea.

We were greeted cordially at the funeral home. Luckily there were no bodies there for viewing at the time. Gramps was not ready yet. Mom had brought his one and only suit for them to dress him in. I kept thinking how uncomfortable that would have made him if he was living, but Mom wanted him to look his best for his viewing. I told her she needed to bury him in his bib overalls, but she wouldn’t hear to it, although she did admit, he’d be much more comfortable in them. We did have moments of comic relief, just to break the sorrow at times. Jake and Zach would grab and hug me at times when they saw I was getting emotional. They felt so good holding me, trying to comfort me. I kept thinking how fortunate I was to have them both in my life.

We sat down in the funeral home office. The biggest decision we had to make was what casket we wanted to bury Gramps in. The director showed us a catalog to choose from. He said they could get anything in that catalog later today, so not to worry. We picked out a nice blue metal casket with chrome handles on it. The state required a vault to protect the casket. He showed us what one looked like, but there was really no decision to be made there. The director said he had been in touch with the minister of our church, and all the arrangements had been made for the church on Sunday afternoon. He said the minister told him they would make an announcement also at the church service on Sunday morning. There would be calling hours for family and friends at the funeral home tomorrow night, Saturday night. There was an announcement in the paper tomorrow morning, we were told. The director asked if we could provide an obituary for the paper to use, and also to put on the memorial bulletin they would pass out at the funeral. The body would be moved to the church for a 1:00 viewing with the funeral starting at 2:00, with graveside services immediately afterwards at the cemetery. Then the ladies at the church would provide a meal for the family and friends in the church social hall after we all returned from the cemetery. Mom thought that was wonderful. The director also said the minister would be by to talk to the family about the service, what scriptures were to be read, what hymns if any they would like sung, and if anyone would be saying anything on behalf of Gramps. Mom said I should definitely say something at the service. That choked me up. I told her I didn’t know what to say, but she said I always knew exactly what to say. That suggestion bothered me more than anything. It was one thing to make a speech on behalf of Eric at his wedding reception, but for my Grandfather’s funeral, that was a whole other deep emotional matter. I told her I’d think about it. Dad and I took a few minutes to write out an obituary for the paper and the bulletins while we were there at the funeral home.

The funeral director also told us that if any relatives or friends were flying in, they could provide limousine service to and from the regional airport if we needed transportation for anyone. We told him the only one that needed that was my Aunt Gladys, but we’d pick her up. He said to let him know if that changed.

After reassurances of everything being taken care of, and not for us to have any concerns or worries whatsoever, we left for the farm again. Now the difficult part began. Waiting. We just had to wait until calling hours tomorrow night, and then the service the next day. If ever there was a time when you really didn’t know what to do with yourself, this was the time. You wanted to keep busy, but you knew you had these commitments to keep, so you couldn’t start anything or work on anything. It was supposed to be a time of grieving to a certain extent, but that could drive you crazy. I was so glad I had Jake and Zach with me.

After getting back, I texted Thad and Greer the arrangements and the addresses of the church and funeral home. I got a thumbs up back from both of them. A few of Mom and Dad’s friends stopped by that afternoon to drop off food. One thing about a country funeral, everyone in the county thinks they have to feed you during this time. There were tons of food showing up at the house. Mom said she’d rather stay busy cooking, but there was so much food, she didn’t want it to go to waste. I had to agree. It was darn good country food also.

Zach told me he didn’t really have anything to wear for the funeral, and wondered if Jake and I could take him somewhere to find him something suitable to wear. Mom and Dad had plenty of visitors now, so I was comfortable leaving, in fact, looked forward to getting out and staying busy with something. Finding Zach a suit was the perfect excuse to leave. Before leaving, I told him I really needed to check to see if the one I had still fit me. We all went up to the bedroom and I dug through my closet to finally find it. Well, the white shirt was now yellow from heat in the closet and age, so that didn’t work. The few ties I had were way out of style. I tried on my suit jacket and the arms were too short, the trousers were too short. Jake and Zach laughed at me saying I had high-waters. I had to laugh also. I had Zach try it on to see if it fit him, but it looked just as bad on him as it did on me. We all got a chuckle out of that. Jake brought his suit with us, and decided maybe he better try his on to see if it still fit. It fit better than mine did, but was a little small. He might have been able to get away wearing it, but we all decided we needed to go shopping for some suitable attire.

There was nothing in town where one could shop for a men’s suit, so we had to go to a mall about an hour away. There were a couple of department stores there with nice menswear to choose from.

We all sat in the front seat together as we traveled. We joked with one another, which made us all feel better. Zach asked when we were going back to Uni. I told him maybe Monday, bur probably Tuesday and he might as well plan on going with Jake and me then, as opposed to waiting for the weekend, since no one had to worry about getting him there if he went with us. Zach was so excited, now formally knowing when he was finally to join us. He gave me a big passionate kiss, then quickly kissed Jake on the cheek, not wanting to distract him from his driving.

Zach had all kinds of questions on the trip about school, the swim team practice schedule, the bar, the other businesses and the new project, the dormitory. Jake and I had lots to tell him, which led to more exciting positive conversations with less grief involved. We all felt better, after what we had gone through earlier in the day.

We found the department store we were looking for at the mall, and located the men’s department. The three of us found our sizes on the racks and tried on some suit coats to see if they fit. A cute young man, obviously of our interests, came over to assist us with sizes and selections. He explained the different fabrics. He asked how soon we needed the suits, as the trousers had to be hemmed to our size. We told him we needed to take them with us. He almost panicked, but said he had a friend who could hem then, and to let him see if he could get him in there to make that happen. I told him we’d make it worth his while if he could. He gave me a devious smile. The guy came back a few minutes later and said his friend was on his way. While we were waiting for the tailor to show up, we picked out the suits we wanted. Zach was concerned about the price, but I told him we had him covered, and not to fret over any of that. We picked out some dress shirts and ties to go with our navy blue suits. I had to admit, we all were going to look so sharp in these. We each picked out a pair of dress slacks and a dress shirt to wear to the viewing for tomorrow night. Then I reminded them we probably should wear some dress shoes instead of our sneakers with our suites. Jake thought that might be a good idea also, since none of us remembered to bring any dress shoes and Zach said he never owned a pair. I had forgotten the dress slacks, dress shirt and shoes Stoney had purchased for me for the night he and I had dinner in San Diego.

Cedrick, our tailor who arrived just in the nick of time, had a platform in the dressing room surrounded by mirrors, he had us stand on, to measure where the hem should go on our suit trousers. We all piled in there and took turns taking off our shorts, down to our briefs, then putting on our suit trousers for him to measure. We mostly just stood there in our briefs until each one had to put both the suit trousers, then the dress slacks to be measured. Cedrick measured everything, not just the hem. He got handsy in the crotch area, making sure it felt comfortable to us and showed off our stuff. He said we guys all had to look good there. We had to laugh, but loved the treatment we got from him. He even felt which side of our balls our cocks fell in front of us, so as to account for that in the way he tailored the crotch. The dude got to feel each one of our penises. I pulled down my briefs to show him how mine fell. I thought he was going to faint. Then I asked him if I happened to get hard, my cock went straight up my belly, and would that disturb the look.

“Dude, that will only get you laid with a look like that. No worries at all,” he replied. Then I felt his dick in his trousers to see where his fell and asked him questions about that. I gave him a boner, which somewhat embarrassed him, but then he told me it was a professional hazard of the trade. We all laughed.

Finally, all measure up, he told us to get lost for a couple hours and he’d have these ready for us when we got back. I called Dad to see if everything was okay with them. They said they had a house full of well-wishers and food coming out the ass, so not to hurry back. He said he had already done the feeding tonight, so that was out of the way. He told us to take our time. Feeling a little hungry, we went to the food court at the mall and got some Chinese and did some people watching. It was kind of fun. We just sat and talked and continued getting Zach excited about finally living with us at Uni.

“So, have you seen your dad in a while, Zach?” I asked, noting he was leaving for school, and wouldn’t have a chance to see him much in the future, being so far away.

“I saw him a couple of weeks ago at the mill, but only for a few minutes. He’s hot and heavy with the ranch owner’s daughter. That romance is heating up more and more all the time. They might as well get married, as they live together. I think he’s more or less waiting for me to go to school, so he feels like his obligation to me is over since I have a scholarship. He loves me, but he’s been lonely after my mother passed. He was so glad that I could live with your mom and dad and Gramps this summer, Josh. He said that gave me a chance at a real family life, one he was not able to provide me. I reminded him, as wonderful as it has been living with your family, he was still my one and only dad. He said he knew that, and appreciated that. He would always love me not matter what. I do need to sit down with him and tell him I’m gay sometime. When do you guys think you’re going to do that with your families?” he asked Jake and me. We both got blank looks on our faces.

“We need to do that and soon, Jake,” I told him reluctantly. “It’s time. I think maybe while we’re here for Gramps’ funeral. We won’t be back for a while now, and the bar is opening up in a few weeks, so I guess now is as good a time as ever, I suppose.”

“Josh, are you really up to that? I mean you were emotionally concerned about saying something at the funeral about Gramps. The speech to your parents about your sexuality would be way more emotionally taxing than the one you have to do for your grandfather. Are you sure you can handle both of these in a couple of days?” Jake asked concerned. “I mean I’ll be there with you all the way and take all the heat you might take along with you, but are you emotionally going to be able to handle all this?” He had me there.

“I guess we’ll find out, but it makes sense, this is the right time to come clean. There’s already so much emotion, might as well get it all out there and put it behind us, let the chips fall where they fall,” I said confidently.

“Wow, okay. I guess I’ll get naked with you then,” Jake proclaimed.

“Me also. I’m going to do it at the same time. We might as well all three be united together in all this,” Zach pledged. We all three hugged each other, sealing a pact of coming clean to our parents.

I got a phone call. It was from Taylor. “Good grief, Taylor, what’s up?” I asked. He said he just called to give me his condolences for Gramps. I asked him how he knew about it. He said Tuck had called him and told him about me losing my grandfather. That almost made me want to cry.

“We love you, Josh. All of us at the frat love you. You’re our brother. Jake will be also when we initiate him into the fraternity this year. You call me if you need anything. I am so proud of you for everything, so I just had to call you and tell you I was thinking about you,” Taylor stated.

“Wow, I am blown away by your thoughtfulness, Taylor. That’s why our frat is so important and special to me. You’re going to make a terrific president for sure. Oh, I have a new pledge for us this year. His name is Zach, and he’s on the swim team. We need to bring him into the fold as well. He’s going to be my little brother so he can do his study time with me, and not at the frat, as I won’t have time to be there like last year, if that’s okay,” I asked wishfully.

“That’s great, Josh. Great news. Another great athlete to add to the fold. I’m sure we can work out the study arrangements to meet your needs and Zach’s. Bring him by during rush week and we’ll sign him up,” Taylor advised.

“You know I’m starting to love you more all the time, Taylor. So, watch out, you just never know what might happen between us,” I said suggestively. Taylor laughed and told me I could do and had done much better than him. We both laughed.

After hanging up with Taylor, I told Zach the good news. He was going to be in the frat with Jake and me. Zach leaped into my arms and kissed me all over. I reminded him we were in a mall at the moment. He said who cared, as he was too excited to hold anything back.

We went back to the department store and picked up our wardrobes. Cedric had us try everything on to make sure it fit ‘properly’. That just gave him a chance to feel out junk one more time, but we didn’t care at this point. I took the liberty of making an excuse to feel his also, giving him another boner. I tipped him well. He told us to come back any time, and he would definitely take care of us. I was sure he would in more ways than one.

We had a lot of chuckles on our way back to the farm. By now, it was getting dark. There were still a few cars at the house when we got back. We all went in and said our helloes to neighbors and friends. Beau’s parents and Clyde’s parents were there talking to Mom and Dad. She was feeding them pie, of all things. I got hugs from both my friends’ dads and moms. I introduced Jake and Zach, only they had met Zach a few times working with Dad.

We hadn’t been there long, when Beau, Wendell, Clyde and Darren showed up. We decided to sit outside on the front porch, where we had more room and privacy amongst ourselves, and enjoy the night air. Clyde and Darren brought a cooler of beer with them, thinking we could enjoy a few cold ones. He was right about that. He even put in some good IPAs this time, although he and Darren enjoyed the cheap stuff.

They all had all kinds of questions about the bars, and were blown away by the new ones. I filled them in on the dormitory and the aviation department. That really blew their minds. They all wanted to know if they could come and work for us. I told them the more the merrier.

“Beau, is Wendell still going back to school with you this fall?” I asked. Wendell smiled.

“Absolutely. We’re kind of a couple now, kind of like Clyde and Darren, Josh,” Beau said, squeezing Wendell’s hand, and smiling at him.

“Great news. Clyde, you and Darren getting along okay out at your barn?” I asked.

“Yep, still plowing that hot ass of his. He seems to like it,” Clyde replied.

“Who plows who, Mr. Bottom?” Darren chided.

“Sounds like a little change in positions to me,” I commented. Clyde looked down at the ground and chuckled.

“Hey, I always enjoyed your hot cock up my ass, Josh. Don’t knock it. Ole Darren feels pretty damn good there too, just like yours always did,” he said, as he took another swig of beer.

“You guys come out to any family yet?” I asked them all.

Beau asked me if I was crazy. Clyde and Darren said they were thinking about it as rumors were flying hot and heavy, even though they were perfectly straight acting in public.

“Just wanted to let you know that Jake, Zach and I are going to tell my parents sometime while we’re here this time, before we leave to go back to Uni. We won’t implicate any of you, obviously, but you need to know, just in case there is some fallout afterwards. I don’t anticipate any, but you never know. You know how close our families are. They’re all in there right now enjoying one another,” I reminded them.

“Well, hell, lets drink a few more beers, then all march in there together and come clean,” Clyde said jokingly.

“Fuck that shit, Clyde. Don’t even think about it,” Beau hollered at him. “I’m not ready for that yet. I’m just not. I mean I love Wendel and all, but leave me out of this with the family. You and Darren are on your own there,” Beau exclaimed. Clyde, he just laughed, having enjoyed riling Beau up. He’d never changed in that respect. I thought back to our not so distant child hood years, where Clyde constantly would rile up Beau. Beau was high strung, and it was easy to get him going. Clyde knew all his trigger points and used them often. I had to laugh at the two.

“So, how do you think the parents are going to take this coming clean thing? You think we’ll be having any ‘coming out’ parties?” Clyde asked, teasingly.

“I won’t be sending out any invitations, if that’s what you’re looking for. It’s going to be short and sweet and let the chips fall where they fall. Jake and I are financially independent of our families now, but we both want their love and acceptance more than anything. Zach is right there with Jake and me. They love him to death already. I think we’ll be fine, but it might take a while for it all to sink in. At least it’ll get their mind off Gramps for a while anyway,” I suggested.

“Wow, it will sure do that. Talk about bombshells. Well, you have to let us know if Armageddon happens. We may all have to clear out of the county when that bomb goes off. Looks like we may be moving in with Josh, Darren. I’m sure he can put us to work in his gay bar. Might as well live the part,” Clyde said, teasing again. We all laughed, except Beau and Wendell, who still had concerned looks on their faces.

It was getting late and Beau’s and Clyde’s parents were leaving, passing by all of us on the porch. They laughed that all their offspring, close friends for life, were sitting together on the front porch supporting one another. I got plenty of hugs and continued condolences from my life long friends’ parents, who were second parents to me. After they left, Beau, Wendell, Clyde and Darren decided they would take off, but would see us all tomorrow night at calling hours at the funeral home. Clyde said if we were feeling horny to stop by his barn, as he had something for us that might take care of the situation, he told us while rubbing his junk. We all laughed. I got hugs and kisses, as did Jake and Zach, from all our friends before they took off. Jake, Zach and I gathered up all empty beer bottles and put them in recycling. Mom and Dad said they were going to bed, as they were mentally and physically drained, which I was sure they were.

Jake, Zach and I sat out on the front porch swing, with me in the middle. Zach and Jake had their arms around me as we huddled together. It felt wonderful being in the arms of these two loving guys that filled my life with love and happiness. We occasionally exchanged some kisses, but mostly just gazed up at the bright beautiful stars, as we gently swung back and forth in the porch swing.

“WOW!” we all said at once seeing what looked like this gigantic falling star blazing the night sky. We were mesmerized and fixated on it, as it seemed to glow forever as it fell through the Heavens.

“That had to be Gramps, guys, showing us a sign of his love for the three of us. It just has to be. It was perfectly timed for the three of us to see it together. It has to be Gramps, his soul up there amongst the billions of others that have gone before us. All we have to do is look up at the stars to see Gramps, and know he’s still with us, watching over us and probably laughing at our craziness,” I said all excitedly. Zach and Jake kissed me over and over for the excitement we felt together as we watched.
 
FT ...

That is actually a Beautiful and Wonderful chapter. I've been through that too many times.

You managed to convey not only the sadness, but also the glory in so many coming together to provide solace for each other that are left behind on the planet. It is often the lowest times that bring out the highest in all of us.

Very well done, buddy! And, Thank You for that!

HUGS!! (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv2:
 
Wow FT!!!!! Chaz said it best, this was a Beautiful and Wonderful chapter.
Gramps passing in his sleep after having one of the best days in weeks, really gives you a little comfort and peace of mind knowing there was no pain involved.

I'm glad everyone who cared and loves Josh made it a point to reach out to him and send him and his family their condolences.

Can't wait for the next chapter.
 
Oh, FT. I agree with Chaz and Xander. It was a beautiful chapter. Very touching. Kind of got me a little as I feel like I know these people myself and to lose one, well it kind of hurts. Gramps was a colorful character, but like you said, losses are part of our lives. We'll miss him dearly. I hope Zach and Josh are coping well and supported by Jake. Cute episode in the department store, by the way. Have had that done to me before, buying suits. Kind of enjoyed it actually. You are so clever, FT. Looking forward to the next chapter to see how things evolve. Thanks again for this great story, a fantasy for all of us to live in. Write on, buddy. BC
 
Thanks for the reinforcement on the last chapter, guys. Here's the next one to get us to the other side. Huggs, FT.
 
Chapter 256 – Working Through One of the Hardest Days

Having seen the bright, brilliant, falling star, we just knew it was a sign from Gramps that he was letting us know all was well, and he was definitely giving us his blessing and deeply loved us. We all felt so much better. Tired and drained, we headed up to bed, wishing to put this day behind us and struggle through the next two days. I felt so much better at this moment. We all three did.

We took a quick shower together, washing each other sensually, then somehow found the strength to get reacquainted sexually. Zach felt extremely loved by the time we were through with him, his balls drained and his heart glowing. All three of us were extremely satisfied being together again, and sharing our love. They put me in the middle of the bed, then hugged me tightly as we fell asleep.

Zach woke up early, his normal routine for feeding before breakfast. Jake and I were awakened by Zach sucking on our cocks and licking our balls.

“Damn, Zach, I think Jake and I might hang onto you for awhile at least. Got some good action going on down there,” I commented on the hot action my cock was receiving, echoed by Jake. We pulled him back up to us so we could kiss him. Jake and I attacked him full on kissing him all over his body as we rolled naked and hard around on the bed. We finally pinned him down, and Jake sucked his cock and balls while I ate his ass. He couldn’t take much of that, not having been used to this kind of attention. As I thrust my tongue as deep in his asshole as I could, I felt him let loose and Jake start coughing.

“Okay, I wasn’t ready for that one,” Jake said, as he sputtered and coughed. “Well, at least I got plenty of protein for breakfast,” Jake managed to say.

“Sounds like some of it went down the wrong way,” I teased. Jake nodded.

“Sorry guys, but that was fucking awesome. Wow, took my breath away. I missed you guys so much,” Zach said, trying to get his breath back as he collapsed on the bed beside us. I squeezed his cock at the base forcing out any residual cum in his cock and sucked it off the end. I smacked my lips enjoying his flavor. Zach just shook his head at me.

“Come on, tiger. Let’s help you do the feeding this morning. We’re gong to have a busy day,” I told him, pulling him up and out of bed.

“Don’t you want me to get your guys off?” he asked, as if he was disappointed.

“Hell, Jake and I have to build up some cum as much as you took out of us last night. Damn, you were like a cum vampire last night,” I reminded him.

“That’s what happens when you leave me alone for weeks at a time,” Zach replied. Jake and I had to laugh. We finally dressed enough to do the feeding. We got hugs from Mom and Dad when we emerged downstairs. They were still a little emotional, but doing much better. Dad said he’d do the feeding, but we told him we had it. I reminded him he’d have to be doing it all himself in the very near future. He guessed I was right.

All the farm smells were there to be sensed, as we loaded up the wagon from the grain bin and then headed out to the troughs. Jake sat on the tractor fender and I stood on the tongue as Zach drove the loaded wagon to the field to fill the troughs. We took turns shoveling the grain into the troughs, kind of enjoying the outdoors and the feel of the warm sun at the moment. We did manage to work up a little sweat, although, with three of us to shovel, we didn’t overwork ourselves.

Mom had a full breakfast prepared for us when we finally returned. She heated up some freshly baked cinnamon rolls someone had dropped off the night before. Gawd, they were good. I told her if I hung around too long, I’d get fat. She said Jake and I could use a few extra pounds and so could Zach.

“Mom, Dad, I was thinking since we may go back on Tuesday, we might was well take Zach with us then, since he was scheduled to come to Uni this next weekend anyway. That way, no one will have to drive him up there, and we won’t have to come back to get him. Dad, if you could spare him for the three extra days he would have been here, that would work out,” I explained.

“You’re right. I was dreading the day he had to go to school, just like I did last year when you had to leave, but that makes perfect sense, Josh. He should go back with you guys. No sense making a special trip for three days. I’ll get along fine. If you guys could help me on Monday with a few things, then I’ll be fine,” Dad told us. We all agreed we’d be his slaves on Monday for him. Dad got big chuckle out of that.

“Your Dad and I are really going to miss Zach, Josh. We’ve really grown to love him like one of our own. He was so good with Gramps also. Very patient and helpful with him. Your Gramps dearly loved him, just like you. I’m sure he’d loved you also, Jake, had he been around you all the time like he was Zach,” Mom said, as she squeezed Zach’s shoulders, standing behind him, as he sat at the table. She bent down and kissed him on the top of his head. “We’re going to miss you so much, Zach,” she said getting a little tear-eyed.

“I’m going to miss you both also,” he said looking up at her, then over at Dad. You’ve been like the family I’ve never really had. I felt so loved here. You made me feel like a part of your family. I couldn’t have asked for a more wonderful summer than to spend it with you all, and Gramps, especially. He was such a character, one I will have fond memories of for life,” Zach told them. Mom bent down and hugged his head, truly showing her love for him.

“Well before we get too sentimental here, as if we didn’t have enough to be sad about, I guess we better get cleaned up and get ready to go pick up Aunt Gladys from the airport. The guys said they’d be in around noon, but would text me with an exact time. We might want to get over there a little earlier just in case,” I mentioned.

“You sure you don’t mind picking up Gladys?” Dad asked. “You know she’s as feisty as Gramps was. That’s why the two of them didn’t get along. Well, they got along, but they got on each other’s nerves. She couldn’t wait to send him back up here to us,” Dad reminded me. “Speaking of that, I hope she doesn’t plan on staying here too long. Can’t say that I’d be able to put up with her that much either,” Dad said, thinking about it.

“Now, Dad, be civil. She is your sister, after all, and she did help take care of Gramps for several months. Be grateful. You know you enjoy her more than you let on to,” Mom informed him. Dad gave her a smirk, which made the three of us laugh.

Dad laid the paper out on the kitchen table and showed us Gramps’ obituary, that he and I had put together at the funeral home. They had his picture there with it. He was 88 years old, still too young to leave us, in my mind, but it was what it was. Dad shook his head, as if he still couldn’t believe he was gone.

The three of us headed upstairs to shower and get dressed to pick up Aunt Gladys. Of course, we had fun in the shower with each other naked and soapy. We could never keep our hands off of each other in that state. Luckily no one came, although we came close a few times. I was still feeling drained from our sexual marathon the night before. Still, Jake’s and Zach’s hard cocks felt great in my hands as I stroked them, trying to get them clean, mind you. Their full balls got my juices flowing also. And, when Zach bent over to pick up the shampoo, my dick miraculously found it’s way into his hot little ass, but I came out of him fairly quickly, as I wanted to save my stamina for later. He was extremely disappointed, but I promised to fulfill his ass later that night. That made him smile, but not before he penetrated me to remind me what he felt like inside me. Jake too. It’s a wonder we made it out of the shower without someone cumming, but we managed somehow.

We were clean and fresh when we got ready to leave. I told Mom we all had new clothes for tonight and then the funeral tomorrow. She said she was so proud of all three of us. She gave us each a hug and a kiss before we headed out, as if her three little boys were going out to play. I felt so young again around my Mom, not so much my Dad, but Mom, thinking I was prepubescent and a little boy again. Still, I had to love them dearly. Mom reminded us not to eat anything until we got home, as she had a houseful of food we needed to eat or it’d go bad. We promised her we’d wait until we got home. It was less than an hour trip anyway. We wouldn’t starve in an hour. We had only been on the road for a few minutes when Tom texted me and said they were an hour out. If that was correct, we’d be at the FBO, he told us to go to at the regional airport, about 15 or so minutes early. Just enough time to park and take a piss, I thought to myself.

Zach asked more questions about the apartment and the guys that were living there. I told him Erin was still in Florida, but should be coming home soon, which reminded me, I needed to check to see when he was coming back. Jake reminded me I told him, although I could use him the week of orientation which was next week, if he wanted to stay down there that week, we’d manage. I told Zach he might have to help me with the orientation. I’d make it look like he was on the team last year. He laughed and said good luck pulling that one off. Drew would be there also, and possibly Dawson, which might bring with it some drama. I knew that would piss me off, having to think about dealing with it.

We got the airport in plenty of time and went inside the FBO so we could listen to Air Traffic Control (ATC). We heard the Citation call in on approach and receive the assigned runway instructions. Then we watched the beautiful bird touch down, either Tom or James flawlessly greased the beautiful jet onto the runway. It took them a couple of minutes to taxi to the FBO. The engines stopped and then the door came down revealing the steps. Tom came off first, then helped Aunt Gladys down the stairs. She gave him a hug when she got to the bottom of the stairs. Tom laughed and shrugged his shoulders at me. We went out to meet her. I got a big hug, then Jake and Zach, who she had heard so much about. James stepped off the plane for a couple of minutes also. I got hugs from both of them as did Zach and Jake. That was the first time James met Jake and Zach, as Tom had flown us down in the 310 before without James. James seemed very impressed with both Jake and Zach. Gladys had to pee, so she headed off to the FBO to find the restrooms. James grabbed her suitcases out of the luggage compartment.

“Josh, just so you know, we’re bringing down two plane loads of people tomorrow for the service. Can you see if you can get transportation from your small airport there?” Tom asked.

“Excuse me, did you say two plane loads?” I asked confused.

“Yep, James is flying one King Air and I’m flying the other. Technically, you only need one pilot for that aircraft so we can each fly one. Each one holds 8 passengers, plus the right seat can accommodate one, so there could be as many as 20 people total, altogether. We’re not sure of the total number yet, but we’re just getting prepared,” Tom informed me.

“OMG. I can’t believe there’s that many coming. Won’t that be expensive?” I had to ask.

“Not bad with the King Airs. Mainly just fuel. James and I are free, and Stoney said spare no expense, get whoever wants to go down there to support Josh. Those were his exact words,” Tom stated emphatically.

“You actually talked to Stoney?” I asked, somewhat surprised. “He didn’t just text you?”

“Nope, he called and talked to me. Asked me how things were going and if our manager, his partner on the aviation side, was behaving. We told him ‘no’ and he said he was glad to hear it. He was joking with us and everything, but the main thing he wanted was to make sure we got people down here to support you. That we can do, my friend,” he said, giving me a quick hug. “We’re here for you, bro.” I almost cried at hearing what I just heard.

“I’ll tell the funeral director as he mentioned he could supply limousine service to airports if we needed them. Guess we kind of do. Our little airport is only five minutes from the church, so even if he had to make a couple of trips, it wouldn’t be a big deal. I need to let the church know we may have as many as 20 extra people for the late luncheon after the service,” I said, thinking out loud.

“I’ll try to let you know a firm number before we take off from Uni. I know this Greer guy is going with us to Uni, from the City, so he’s coming for sure. The rest I’ll get once we get to Uni. We have room for 18 additional passengers other than James and me, so that would be the max unless others are driving down. I’ll let you know in the morning. Anyway, we need to get our asses upstairs and get these guys back to the City. I’ll talk to you or text you in the morning. Oh, one last thing, come with us to the front of the plane so our passengers can’t see us,” Tom said, motioning us to step to the front of the plane. Tom and James hugged me and kissed me and told me how sorry they were for my loss. It was a passionate kiss. Jake and Zack got one from both of them also.

“I can’t wait to get together with you guys and spend a whole night together,” I told them, shaking my head, at the kiss and hug they just shared with me. “You guys have become wonderful friends, and we still haven’t been able to share ourselves like we’d like to,” I said somewhat disappointed.

“We will, my friend, and soon. It better be soon. My dick gets so hard every time I see you guys. Too hot. Damn, James, let’s hit the skies. We gotta move,” Tom said as he headed back in the plane and pulled up the door. They saluted us from the cockpit, James in the left seat, then fired up the engines and taxied to the runway. We watched as the jet roared down the runway and shot toward the Heavens. They were out of here in no time. Jake and Zach were truly amazed.

“Nice to have friends like that, Josh. You say your company owns that aviation company?” Zach asked.

“Yep, sure do. I’ve seen two of our planes, mostly the Citation. I guess tomorrow we’ll see the King Airs finally. Can’t believe they can get those into our small airport, but he says it’s no problem with them. I guess we’ll see,” I told them.

We found Aunt Gladys talking up a storm to the young attendant inside the FBO. He gave us a look as if to say, ‘rescue me’. I had to laugh. She hadn’t changed much. I could definitely see how she drove Gramps and Dad crazy, but they were guys. Mom always had a great time with her. Again, the same gender understanding one another.

Aunt Gladys talked us silly on the way home. We couldn’t get there fast enough in my mind. She couldn’t stop talking about her special jet that swooped her up in Orlando and dropped her off in the cornfield of an airport close to home. We all rolled our eyes. Zach had the pleasure of sitting in the back seat with her. She doted over him. She said she was hungry, but I told her, we promised Mom we wouldn’t eat until we got there. Then Gladys said what a great cook Mom had always been, and how much she enjoyed her cooking. She said she’d probably gain several pounds while she stayed here. I asked her how long she thought she might stay. She said she wasn’t sure, but would stay as long as she thought she was needed. I had feeling, in Dad’s mind, he’d want her on a plane tomorrow afternoon, immediately following the service, but I kept my mouth shut.

We couldn’t get home fast enough. Then we unleashed her on Dad and Mom, although we had to sit through dinner with her, but we at least had others to help deal with her.

More people showed up in the afternoon, including the church minister who met privately with Mom, Dad and Gladys to see what all they wanted in the service. The house was getting crowded so Jake, Zach and I decided to take a walk up the hill in the north pasture. We sat up there and talked as we purveyed the countryside. That was always my favorite spot to go and think. I had shown it to Jake at one point in time, but hadn’t been there in a while. Beau, Clyde and I used to jack off up there when we were younger and later, used to fuck at times when we were concerned with the possibly of getting caught in the barn loft. There were some great memories on that hill. We finally made our way down the hill and to the barn. We decided we should do the feeding early, so we could get dressed for calling hours. Mom wanted us to get to the funeral home before 7:00 so we could have some private time with Gramps, just to kind of make sure he looked okay, or had to make any last minute adjustments somehow, if that was even possible. Who knew.

The visitors were mostly gone when we got back from feeding, with the last one leaving. I wasn’t sure why they were coming by the house as they could see us all at the funeral home with Gramps later. Still, some felt the need to be with Mom and Dad to make sure they were okay. We grabbed a snack and then headed up to change. We got down to our briefs, then opened up the packages for our new shirts, carefully taking out all the pins someone felt necessary to add to make them look good. Luckily, I had some white t-shirts there to wear underneath them. It had been a while since any of us had worn a t-shirt underneath a dress shirt, a very long while. It felt a little weird and it was warm. It was a good thing the funeral home had air conditioning, was all I could say. We put on our shirts, each of us helping the others get dressed, figuring out all the buttons on the sleeves and collars. Then we took all the cardboard tags off our slacks and tags hidden in various places, then put those one. Thankfully, Cedrick had the foresight to recommend dress belts to go with the dress slacks, or we would have looked a little weird. We were all tucked in, and looking damned hot, as we looked at each other, straightening out wrinkles and gathering odd slivers of lint. Finally, we declared ourselves presentable and ready to go. I did have some cologne we added just before we left. I told Zach and Jake there were certain ingredients in that cologne that made you horny and desirable to other men. Of course, they gave me a strange look, and said they were that way all the time. I had to agree.

I could smell perfume, as we made our way downstairs. Dad shook his head, telling me it smelled like French whorehouse with all that perfume Mom and Gladys had on. I asked him if that was from experience or just a saying. He told us guys, it was just a saying, but he was sure it probably smelled just like this. Mom gave him a dirty look. Dad looked very nice all dressed up. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw him that way. He looked handsome, very handsome, I thought. Zach and Jake told him he looked very spiffy, a compliment that made him smile. I guess spiffy was better than saying he looked hot, although Jake told me later, he hoped I looked like that when I was Dad’s age. I told him I was never going to age. He told me good luck with that one.

“Gladys, look how handsome all our boys are tonight. Would you look at that. They’re such handsome grown men now,” Mom said doting over us. Gladys agreed wholeheartedly. I swear, I thought Mom was going to cry again, seeing us dressed up. I went over and gave her a hug. Zach and Jake did also.

We all piled in the Lincoln, all six of us with Dad in the back with the two women. Gladys again marveled at the car and how great the jet ride was up here. She told Mom the pilots were just the nicest young me and thought the world and all of Josh. Mom said they should as I was the best. Gladys agreed. I had my hand resting on Zach’s junk, giving him a boner as we rode into town. He wasn’t real thrilled with me, but Jake and I thought it was cute.

The funeral director met us at the door and opened it welcoming us in. He took us directly to the parlor where Gramps laid in his casket. He looked pale to me. I took one look at him and tears flowed. That was one of the hardest things I had to do. Jake and Zach were right there to support me and held me tightly. Zach was sobbing also. We three hugged each other tightly and stood there together, not saying a word. Mom came over and hugged us all, telling us it was okay. Dad was having a hard time, also. I went to him and hugged him tightly, then moved him away from the casket to give him a break. The first sight of someone you love, no longer living, and in a casket, can blow you away. I had been to a few funerals in my life, but mostly for people I was never that close to. This one I couldn’t have been closer, and it tore at my heart terribly. Dad reminded me how much Gramps loved me. I reminded him how much he loved him, then we hugged each other tightly and had our own little private cry. The funeral director finally brought us some tissues, which were greatly needed. There were chairs around the outside wall of the room. Dad and I sat down there, and Zach and Jake came and sat with us.

“I don’t know what I’d have done if I didn’t have you guys for support right now,” Dad said to the three of us.

“We’re here for you, Dad. We’ll always be here for you,” I assured him.

“It’s just tough. That man raised me and loved me his entire lifetime. There were tough times and there were fun times. Through thick and thin he was always there for me, Josh. He never gave up on me. I owe what little success I’ve had in life to that man of all people. Now he’s gone, and I’m on my own,” he said, as I pulled his head to mine and hugged him.

“You were successful in your own right, Dad. Gramps helped you get there, but you’ve done well. Hell, you raised me in a house full of love and caring. You taught me how to care about other people and value their contributions, not to be selfish or cruel. I’d say parenting and teaching your son solid values is quite a feat in itself today. I’m very proud of having you for my father, Dad. There’s not another one on this planet I would want more than you,” I told him, as I held him. Dad kissed me on the cheek.

“You are my shining star, Josh. You always were. I’ve been proud of you all my life. Gramps was also. He just thought you were the greatest and now look at you. You continually surprise us with everything you’ve done and achieved. I guess I did one thing right, by raising you,” he said as he looked me in the eyes.

“You’ve done most everything right, Dad. I have no regrets whatsoever. Gramps was proud of you as his son also. Aunt Gladys is a little whacky, but she got the female card. It comes with the gender,” I told him, making him smile. That got a little chuckle out of him.

“Yeh, she and your mother get along great, but I guess it takes one to know one,” he said, starting to smile. We all kind of chuckled, although Mom was over there holding onto Aunt Gladys who was having a hard time at the moment, having just seen her father laying corpse.

“I guess I better help your mother with Gladys,” he said, getting up to go console the two women. “I think I’m okay now. You’re close by anyway if I get whacky,” he said, patting me on the shoulder as he got up to leave.

I turned to Zach and Jake who hugged me again. Guys, there is something we have to do before people start coming in for calling hours which will be in a few minutes. Gramps was always terribly afraid of being without money. He always carried a $100 bill in is wallet. I don’t know if it’s still there or not. He said as poor as he was growing up, he was never going to be without money, and if he lost everything in life around him, he would at least have $100 to start off again. Anyway, I have three silver dollars in my pocket. Each of us is going to put one of those silver dollars in his pants pocket to have with him for eternity. I know it’s stupid, as he can’t spend it ever, but it’s just knowing he has it with him that makes me happy. Can you help me with this?” I asked. They both said they were in. Actually, they thought it was a neat idea.

The three of us went back up to the casket after Mom, Dad and Gladys went to the back of the room to start greeting guests for calling hours. I gave Zach and Jake a silver dollar, and we each put one in Gramps’ suit pants pocket. Then we put our arms around one another and said a little prayer. I could almost see him smile.

While the locals were filing past the casket and talking to Mom, Dad and Aunt Gladys, I found the director and told him we might have as many as 20 people show up at our local airport tomorrow for the service. I swear the guy was shocked. He said he might have to make a couple of trips, but he’d get everyone to the church. I told him they’d be here at least an hour before the service, which greatly relieved him to hear. He had a ‘family’ car that carried up to eight or nine people, so he thought a couple of trips would take care of everything. I told him Jake and I would be there to help move some people to the church also. That relieved him.

Beau, Darren, Clyde and Wendell showed up together, dressed up. I couldn’t remember seeing them so dressed up before. We all made fun of each other for being so dressed up. I got hugs from all of them and so did Jake and Zach. Same with their parents. The room was starting to fill up, with many people from town that knew Gramps or Mom, Dad and Gladys. There was a lot of story telling about the old days going on. Some of the conversations were rather interesting. The minister showed up also and shook all our hands, then went to talk to Mom, Dad and Gladys. He gave them a bulletin that would be used for the service, which I thought was nice. It had Gramps’ picture on it and his obituary. I made sure Jake and Zach signed the guest book, then we mostly hung out with Beau, Clyde, Darren and Wendell. I reminded Beau, Darren and Clyde they were pallbearers, and made them promise not to drop Gramps when we carried him out of the church into the hearse and then from the hearse to the burial site. The funeral director would guide us in what to do.

“I don’t know man, I’ve never carried a casket before. Is it heavy?” Clyde asked.

“Not with the six of us carrying it. Look at the large handles on the sides. I have to believe that Gramps isn’t all that heavy, and the casket can’t weigh that much. I’m sure we’ll be fine,” I told him. He told me if I said so. “It’s an honor to carry someone you cared about to his final resting place, guys. We honor Gramps by doing so. I’m proud of you, as my friends and his friends, for doing this for him,” I added. Clyde up and hugged me, getting a little teary eyed himself. We all moved outside for some fresh air, as it was getting hot inside with all the people there.

We were just sitting on the front porch of the funeral home, not saying much, when Clyde started chuckling. “What’s so damned funny?” I had to ask.

“You know, I was just thinking what a crazy group of guys we have in our group here. Do you realize that we’ve all had our cocks up each other’s asses at one time or another, well, excluding Darren and Beau with each other. Hell, they’re brothers, that would be incest. Don’t want to deal with that shit,” Clyde added. We all kind of chuckled. Beau thanked him for that.

“Well, I haven’t been with all of you,” Zach mentioned. “But I’ve been with a few of you. What brought that up anyway?” Zach asked curiously.

“I don’t know. I was just sittin here, looking at all of us and how nice we look, and then remembering what each of your asses felt like, having had sex with almost all of you. Hell, I’ve had most of your dicks up my ass too. I guess I just have male sex on the brain. Is there a cure for that, not that I’d ever want it,” Clyde asked, chuckling. I threw a wadded piece of paper at him.

“Of all the crazy things to think of, Clyde,” I said, shaking my head. “But I wonder if Gramps and your grandfathers sat around and talked about the same things we talk about today. You know they were doing it with one another. We’re almost certain of that. Hell, Gramps was even boasting to Zach not too long ago about some of the stuff they used to do together. It opened his eyes,” I told them.

“Hey, I don’t think things have changed that much. There are still only two models of human beings and sometimes they get confused as to who to have sex with. It had to be going on since the beginning of time, I’d think,” Clyde prophesized. Some of us said Amen. What a group, I thought.

“And to think, I was an innocent little virgin until Beau and Clyde got ahold of me and corrupted me,” I said teasing.

“Bull shit, Josh. Hell, you started all this stuff. Since the day you got the first hair on your dick, and showed Beau and I how to jack off, we couldn’t stop doing things with and to each other. It was you, buddy. Beau and I were the innocent ones. Don’t go tellin lies now, Joshua. We all have your number,” Clyde said excitedly. We all laughed.

“That’s my Josh. He definitely corrupted me,” Jake confessed. I rolled my eyes.

“Like you didn’t want to be corrupted. Come on now. Tell the truth,” I told Jake. He laughed.

“Best thing that ever happened to me,” Jake admitted. Zach said him too. We all laughed again.

“I wonder how many of these conversations take place all over the country with great friends like we’ve been,” I said, thinking about it.

“More than you think, I’ll bet,” Darren said. “I remember seeing you guys circle jerking together and wished to hell I could have been involved. I had to jack off by myself after seeing you guys do it. Then when I saw you guys sucking cock, I nearly lost it. I had to stay closeted, because I didn’t want my little brother to know I was like him. I think we all thought we’d grow out of it. Guess that never happened,” Darren admitted.

“I can’t believe you never said anything until after we graduated from high school, Darren. Hell, you could have been in our group. We’d have fucked that hot little ass of yours, big time,” I told him.

“Should have. I regret it now, but then that was then. You guys used to bone me up so hard, I thought my balls would burst until I jacked off. Sometimes I had to jack off several times a day just to get relief from seeing you guys. When you started fuckin one another, I lost it. I wasted so many years, that I could have been enjoying things, but never said a thing,” Darren added.

“I wish I had friends like you guys did when I was growing up like that. I never jerked off until I was probably 15,” Wendell stated. Then I was ashamed almost every time I did it. Took a long time to get over that. Now, Beau makes me so happy. We can fuck anytime we want, and I don’t feel one bit of shame over it. He rescued me.”

“Glad I found you, Wendell. There’s a lot of guys out there in this world that don’t have anyone. I was that way most of my last school year. Got you with me this year,” Beau said proudly. We gave him a thumbs up.

Finally, the grueling calling hours were over and people began to leave. Mom, Dad and Gladys finally came out and joined us. “What all are you guys discussing out here tonight?” Mom asked, seeing all us guys sitting around talking.

“Oh, just a little reminiscing and catching up with each other, Mom. Just shooting the breeze,” I replied, smiling. The others tried to keep from laughing.

“You guys were all such great friends when you were growing up, almost inseparable. I’m glad you still care about one another and you get together when Josh is home. He misses you guys, I’m sure,” she said. I told her I missed a lot of things about them. We all chuckled.

Jake went and got the Lincoln and we headed for home. Mom, Dad and Gladys were talking about all the people they hadn’t seen in years. Gladys said she saw a couple of her old boyfriends from high school. She said one still looked kind of hot, and happened to be a widower, which made us all laugh, but there was another one she said looked like he should have been in the casket with Gramps. She kept us entertained on the short trip home.

Zach, Jake and I grabbed beer, once back home and in some shorts, after putting away our dress shirts and slacks. We chilled on the front porch sipping some beer. Dad came out and joined us for a few minutes, saying he had to get away from the women folk for a few minutes at least. Then he said how proud he was of each of us tonight and thought it was wonderful the way Jake and Zach cared about me. He said Beau’s and Darren’s dad and Clyde’s dad were the same to him, very supportive and caring. He said he was happy that carried onto me, and I had caring friends like he did. He told us to stay together and care for one another, as this world could be cruel at times, and we needed the support of the guys we loved to get through it. We told him we would always stick together and support one another. He said good, then told us goodnight, and went back inside.

“Did you hear him say what I heard him say?” Zach asked. “He said, ‘we needed the support of the GUYS we loved to get through it’. I’m sure that’s what he said,” Zach quoted Dad.

“He did say that. Was that his way of telling us something?” Jake asked me.

“I think that’s something I’ve known all along, so I didn’t particularly pay attention to the exact words he said, but if he was being exact, then he told us something. Maybe it’s his way of giving us his blessing for the love we have for one another,” I told them, thinking out loud. We all kind of stared at each other for a few moments and thought about it.

“I don’t know about you guys, but my dick is telling me I need to bury it in someone’s hot ass and soon,” I told Zach and Jake. Their eyes lit up, and we hurriedly headed for bed.

We had us a big ole fuckfest. Every hole got tapped and every cock got off, a couple of times this night. We fell asleep naked and crusty, intertwined with one another.

I wanted to shoot the damned rooster the next morning. “I think we need to have chicken, fresh chicken one of these days. That damned bird needs to feed us instead of torment us every morning,” I said trying to wake up, rubbing my eyes.

“Don’t go killing my alarm clock, Josh. That thing wakes me up every morning,” Zach told me. I just grunted, then attacked his asshole, wetting my finger and sticking it up his asshole. “Shit, Josh, use your cock instead. I like a cock much better than a finger,” he urged. Jake was laying on his stomach, so Zach crawled on top of him, spit on his cock, then split Jake’s ass cheeks apart and mounted him, causing Jake to cry out, ’fuck’, having been penetrated unexpectedly, still somewhat asleep. I had to laugh, but then mounted Zach, putting him in the middle of our sandwich. I don’t know how we had the balls to pull it off, as I thought I had cum more than I could the night before. However, we each fed each other some protein to start off the morning. We were sweaty and smelled of male sex, but we managed to put on some old shorts and a t-shirt and headed for the barn to do the feeding.

We did shower before sitting down to breakfast, so as not to embarrass ourselves in front of my family. Mom said she thought it might be a good idea for all of us to attend church this morning, but the minister told her at calling hours, he didn’t expect to see us with all the company that would be coming in for the funeral, so not to feel bad if we couldn’t make it. That gave us a little extra time.

I got a text from Tom saying they’d be landing at 12:45 and they had two full planes. I was searching my mind trying to figure out who all could be coming to fill up two planes, which meant 18 people plus Tom and James.

Beau called me and asked if there was anything they could do to help with anything this morning. I told him I had two airplanes of guys coming in from Uni and the City and maybe they could help pick up some of them at the airport. I told him the funeral director was going to try to get most of them, but he might need some help if there were that many coming. Beau couldn’t believe there were that many. Then he said Darren drove a school bus during school season and could possibly borrow one of the small busses to pick up the guys. I told him if he could work that out, it would be a major help. He told me not to worry about it, as he’d make it happen one way or another.

Tom texted me the list of passengers on each plane. Tom was picking up Greer, Sven, Tony and Ollie in the City and flying to Uni to pick up Jordan, Tuck, Eric, Thad and Ken. James would be flying empty to Uni and picking up Allen, OBB, Andy, Trevor, Dustin, Todd, Chad, Buzz and Coach. Tom said he might just have to fuck Jordan while the rest of us were at the service. He said he never got over the sight of Jordan and me naked together on the Citation, coming back from Florida. I texted him back, ‘good luck’. I was literally blown away by the number of guys coming for the funeral. I showed the list to Jake. He as amazed also.

I told Mom and Dad we had twenty people coming from Uni and the City for the service. They were shocked. “Are these all friends of yours?” Mom asked.

“Friends and business associates,” I replied. Dad shook his head.

“They must really care about you, son, to come all the way down here for your grandfather’s funeral. I’m shocked,” Dad replied. I told him we were all very close. He gave me a suspicious look.

Cousins Mark and Michael showed up with my aunt and uncle before we had to get dressed. It was great to see them again. They were already dressed for the funeral. We let the grownups, as we referred to them, talk, but we needed to get dressed. Make and Michael followed us upstairs to our bedroom to talk while we got dressed. They actually had ulterior motives in mind, which intrigued me just as much, having not had sex with them in a long time, but we didn’t have time for that today. We needed to get dressed and get to the airport. Needless to say, Mark and Michael got our briefs down to see our junk as we were trying to get dressed.

“You guys are terrible,” I said to them, as I got my briefs ripped down, exposing my junk, and felt hands all over me down there.

“Hey, we haven’t seen that in some time and we miss it terribly,” Michael said pulling off his slacks and taking out his big dick and flopping it around mine. “Damn, that feels so good, Josh. I need that up my ass in the worst way, Cuz,” He said, having fun at my expense, as I was trying to unwrap a new dress shirt. Mark and Michael coaxed Zach and Jake to show them their junk also.

“Might as well let them examine your junk, guys, or we’ll never get out of here on time,” I advised them. Jake and Zach got examined by Mark and Michael while we attempted to put on our dress shirts. Both Zach and Jake complained of tickling as Mark and Michael ran their hands and fingers over Zach’s and Jake’s junk. Michael already had his pants down and was sporting a hardon, his thin cock sticking straight out in front of him and his balls practically hanging down between his knees. Jake and Zach had to play with his balls a little, as they were intriguing as hell. That action made Michael pre-cum. I warned Michael not to get any pre-cum stains on any of our new clothes. He just laughed and invited me to lick it off. Zach did that for him. Michael then pulled Mark’s pants down to show Zach and Jake what he had to deal with. Zach and Jake agreed Mark was impressive in that area. Mark just blushed, telling them I broke him in well.

“Seriously, Josh, your own cousin? Have you no shame?” Jake asked, somewhat confused, but smiling.

“Cousins by marriage, not blood, Jake. Easy. I’m crazy, but not that crazy. Tell me that’s not nice. Plus, Mark is a sweetheart. Michael’s crazy, but Mark is sweet. It was a beautiful night the three of us spent here in this room together. We learned a lot about each other that night. Drained our balls pretty good also. I think it was last Thanksgiving. You guys coming this year too?” I asked. I got a ‘hell yes’ from both of them. “Okay, boys, time to put your toys away. We need to get serious and finish dressing. We have to get going,” I told their disappointed faces. To cheer them up, I kissed each one of them passionately, giving Mark a boner also. Michael was still sporting one, not embarrassed one bit. Mark and Michael finally packed up their junk and zipped up, letting us finish dressing. “You know, if you guys were staying over, we’d fuck you guys senseless, but I heard my aunt say you guys were leaving right after the funeral. Going to have to take a raincheck on the high hard one. There’s always Thanksgiving,” I said smiling. I got another kiss from them.

Zach had no idea how to tie a tie. I had to get behind him, with my head up against his, and my junk pressed against his ass, to try to tie his tie, as if I was putting it on myself. While somewhat awkward, it gave me a boner with my cock pressed against his ass, even with suit pants on. Needless to say, Zach got a thrill out of that himself. Mark and Michael gave us some grief over that, but I told them if they ever got the chance to make love to Zach, they’d totally understand. Mark said he could totally understand that, after seeing Zach and Jake naked. Once dressed, I had to say, we looked like a million dollars, like three guys out of GQ magazine. We were sharp.

Mom and Dad said they’d take Gladys with them, and we’d meet at the church at 1:00. I told them we might be there a little later, as we tried to figure out transportation to the church from the airport. We told the cousins we’d see them at the church.

We pulled into the airport, only to find Darren there with a small school bus. He was dressed up rather nice in a suit also. “Beau said he’d take care of this, and I guess he got you to volunteer,” I told Darren as I gave him a hug.

“Yes, seemed like the best plan, Josh. We have plenty of room in this baby. Beau told the funeral director we had this covered. He was glad we did,” Darren replied.

Just then the line boy, Charles Davies, came over giving Darren and me bro hugs. “Got more people coming in, Josh? Sorry to hear about your grandfather. He was well respected in these parts,” Charlies commented.

“Yes, we have 20 people coming in very shortly, Charles,” I responded.

“That’s a small airliner. I don’t think they can land here, Josh,” Charles said, concerned.

“They’re coming in two King Airs. Our pilots said the runway here was no problem for a King Air,” I informed him.

“Damn, you have King Airs coming. Shit, can’t remember any of those ever coming in here before. I guess the pilots know what they’re doing,” Charles said, scratching his head. Just then, I heard Tom report entering the down wind leg of the landing pattern. We saw the two King Airs. Apparently, Tom was going to land first and then James a couple of minutes behind him, as they had to backtrack the active runway, since we only had a partial taxiway. We watched Tom on final approach, greasing the big King Air on the numbers, then reversing the props, making a hell of a noise and almost stopping on a dime. I was totally blown away by how short that big bird landed. Tom announced backtracking the active and then taxied to the ramp and spun that bird around, just as James greased the second King Air on the runway, reversing the props and stopping in no time at all. The door of the first one opened and Tom emerged jumping into my arms, giving me a big hug. He hugged Zach and Jake also. Then, one by one everyone emerged from the plane, giving us all hugs as they did. Minutes later, the second plane joined the first one on the ramp. James opened the door and lowered the steps. I got hugs and pats on the back from everyone. Everyone that hadn’t met Zach got to meet him. Charles was blown away. I introduced everyone to Darren, telling them they were riding a school bus once again down to the church. We didn’t have time for much conversation as we needed to head to the church. Darren loaded everyone up and followed us down to the church, only about 5 minutes away.

Jake quickly parked the Lincoln and we headed inside. Mom said they wanted she and Dad and then us three boys to stand together. Jake said he and Zach didn’t have to be with us, but Mom hugged him and said it would be an honor if they would stand beside me, as we greeted those who came. I swear I thought Jake and Zach were going to cry. I almost did. Gramps’ body was in the vestibule of the church, open casket for the moment. Gladys, Dad, Mom, me, Jake, Zach stood there greeting those who came to pay their respects. I got hugs from all my friends as they passed by. Mom and Dad got to meet everyone of my friends, who all told them how much they loved and cared about me, and how much they heard about Gramps and how wonderful he was. Mom and Dad were in tears from all the wonderful things that were said. Dad just looked at me and beamed, as if he couldn’t believe there were all these guys that cared so much about me. He was literally blown away. I was shocked at how many people Mom told, that Zach, Jake and I were her three boys. When questioned about the fact they thought I was an only child, she said the other two might as well be his brothers as close as we were, and as much as she and Dad loved us all. That warmed my heart.

I was surprised at the number of people that showed up from the town. I swear, we had almost a full church. The funeral director finally closed the casket and sealed it. Then they rolled it up to the front of the church. Gladys, Mom, Dad, me, Jake and Zach all sat in the second row reserved for family. The minister stood behind the casket and started the service off with prayer. Then he read the scriptures of assurance, that who believed should not perish, but have everlasting life. We sang a couple of hymns, then the minister talked about Gramps’ life, his hard work, his wonderful family raised in the church, his daughter, Gladys, his son, Dad then Mom, and his grandson, me. He talked about the productive lives of all the family. He talked about the love of family and the love of friends. Then he said that one of the family members would like to expand upon the life of Gramps and asked that I come forward. Mom patted me on the back as I got up to stand where the minister had stood.

I started off by saying this should not be a somber day, but a celebration of life for an extraordinary individual who lived a full life, worked hard and enjoyed his family and friends. It was evidenced by the great number of people that showed up today to pay their respects to this kind, wonderful man. I said we appreciated everyone taking time out of their own busy lives to be with us here today to celebrate Gramps’ life. He would have been proud to have met all of them. I told them, most likely, he would have offered everyone a beer and sat down and had a colorful conversation with all. That got a little laugh. Then I said if there was one thing he taught me, from the time I was a little tike, it was the love and caring for friends and family. I told them I was extremely fortunate to learn and understand that from Gramps and my parents. The friends and family I enjoyed over the years had truly blessed my life, and I intended to carry that on, pass it forward. I talked about some of the humorous stories he had told me over the years, getting some laughs, breaking up the somberness. I ended by saying he was at peace and rest now, something he earned. We should be happy for him and not sad. I finally said that we would miss him dearly, but we would never forget him. Then I kissed his casket and sat back down. Mom patted me on the back and told me how proud she was of me, and loved me so much.

At the conclusion, the minister invited anyone that would like to stay for the luncheon would be welcome, as it would be a time to visit with the family. He invited those closest to Gramps to join him at the gravesite at the cemetery next to the church. He asked for the pallbearers to meet at the back of the church to transport the casket to the hearse that would transport the casket to the gravesite, but said it was an easy walk for those that wanted to meet there. Jake, Zach and I moved to the back of the church to be joined by Beau, Clyde and Darren. The director had wheeled the casket on the bier to the back of the church. Jake, Zach and I were on one side of the casket and Clyde, Beau and Darren were on the opposite side. At the director’s signal we lifted the casket off the bier and moved it out of the church and down the steps to the hearse, then slid it inside the hearse. When everyone was ready, we walked behind the hearse to the gravesite. Again, we followed the same regimen, by lifting the casket from the hearse and carrying it to the platform in a tent over the gravesite. Then we stepped back. The minister said a few parting words, then we said The Lord’s Prayer together. The minister said that was the end of the service and invited us to return to the social hall of the church. We all patted the casket, saying our last goodbyes as we left the gravesite.

I was surrounded by all my wonderful friends at the luncheon. We all sat together. Mom and Dad came over and thanked everyone for coming, saying they were blown away by the wonderful friends I had and had spoken so fondly of. They really enjoyed meeting Tuck, met Jordan for the first time, remembered Greer who came to the farm once. I introduced them to our pilots, Tom and James. They remembered Tom buzzing the farm in the 310. They enjoyed meeting my partners in the CNB. One by one, they met everyone who was a part of my life. Miraculously, no one gave anything away or any hint of anything strange. I was holding my breath a couple of times, but everything came off well. I felt so much better and greatly relieved everything was all over. We sat around and talked for some time. Michael and Mark came over to give me a hug before they took off. They said they hoped to see me Thanksgiving. I gave them a big smile. I asked Tom when they had to head back. He said whenever anyone felt the need to go, as they were just here to make sure I was taken care of. I thought that was so neat. Finally, everyone was getting up to leave, and the ladies at the church were wanting to clean up, so we decided to go. There were a lot of requests to see the farm, so Darren said he’d swing the bus by the farm before going to the airport. Jake, Zach and I rode on the bus to the farm with all the guys. We went by my high school where Zach and I had practiced for swimming, the mill in the town, the downtown area with a small grocery store, a drug store, a hardware store, but not much else other than convenience stores. The boys saw I definitely grew up in the boonies. Darren had to add to certain things I explained, embellishing some, but it was all fun. We swung around the farmhouse to the barn, then turned around and headed to the airport.

Charles was there waiting for us at the airport. He said he guarded the planes for us. Tom got a kick out of that. Charles asked Tom if they needed fuel. Tom asked Charles what the price of jet fuel was, used in the King Airs. Charles said they didn’t have any jet fuel. Tom told him then he didn’t need any fuel, since he didn’t have any fuel anyway. Charles just scratched his head.

“Someone needs to bend that guy over, spread his cheeks and drive him home, Josh. You guys should take care of that while you’re home,” Tom told me. I told him I didn’t think it’d be worth it, but Tom said he had a cute little ass, he thought. I swatted him on his ass for saying that. I got hugs from all the guys as they boarded the planes to go back. I thanked them all again for making this day so special for me. I loved every one of them. Tom and James gave me an extra long hug before boarding the planes and pulling up the stepped doors. Tom told James to go first, that way if there wasn’t enough runway to take off and he crashed, Tom wouldn’t bother taking off. James shot him the finger, clowning around. I reminded them there was a cemetery at the end of the runway. That didn’t seem to set well with them, however they thought that was very convenient.

James fired up the engines on the first King Air and got them going, props in the feathered position. He taxied out to the end of the runway, ran the engines up with the brakes set, then, when they were at full rpm’s, let the brakes off and took off down the runway. He was off in two-thirds of the runway. Tom opened the cockpit window on the second King Air and gave me a strange look. “I guess we can take off from here after all. Didn’t think it could be done,” he said clowning around. I told him to do it the same way James did and not to dick around. He just laughed and told me to wish them luck. I could imagine what the guys on the plane were thinking. He took off flawlessly, just like James. They were damned good pilots and so much fun.

“Those are some beautiful planes, Josh,” Charles said marveling at their power. “I love the smell of jet fuel. I had no idea prop planes used jet fuel. Might have had to use jet fuel to get enough power to fly out of a small field,” he said, wondering to himself.

“Charles, those engines are turboprops. They’re basically jet engines with props. There are not piston engines, like the 310 engines. It’s a turbine engine with big props, that’s all,” I explained.

“You’re so smart, Josh. I guess that’s why you went to college,” he said. Then he gave me a hug, and told me again how sorry he was to hear about Gramps. He was a decent soul, even though he wasn’t that bright overall.

We piled back on the school bus for Darren to take us back to the church to pick up the Lincoln. I thanked Darren over and over for helping out today. He said he was glad to do it, but, if I really wanted to thank him sometime, I needed to come by his and Clydes barn apartment for some sensuous sex sometime when I was home. I told him I thought he could do better, but he said Jake, Zach and I were too damned hot not to indulge in some hot sex. We all laughed. I asked him about Charles, if there was any indication as to his gender preference. Darren said he wasn’t sure, but he didn’t know anyone that really wanted to find out, as different as he was. Then he said he had heard back in high school that he used to be good for a blowjob if someone was desperate. I had a hard time believing that, but he said he had heard, but never sought that type of service from him.

Darren let us off at the church. We noticed that the tent over the grave was gone and everything was covered up. We walked over to the gravesite one more time. There were flowers piled on the mound of dirt that filled the grave. It was all done, to be that way forever, I supposed. We walked back to the car in silence, then Jake, Zach and I piled in the Lincoln and headed back to the farm. Zach was in the middle and hugged me tightly. “You okay, Josh?” he asked.

“I’m fine now. What about you?” I asked.

“Getting better. Still have a hard time believing he’s gone. I’m going to miss him terribly,” Zach admitted. We put our foreheads together.

“I’m going to miss him too. Can’t help that,” I confessed.
 
Wow!!!! Thank You for yet another Amazing and Beautiful chapter FT....

I have a feeling Gramps was looking down and was very proud of young Josh's words describing what kind of person he was and was probably super proud of the amount of people who were in attendance not just for him but to come and show support for Josh.

When Josh's dad came out onto the porch that evening and made the comment about sticking together and caring for one another because the world can sometimes be cruel and would need the support of the guys we loved to get through it, sounds like a subtle acknowledgement of what he may believe the real relationship between Josh, Jake and Zach to be without verbally saying it out loud.

Michael and Mark are definitely some characters and seems like they learned a thing or two from good ol' cousin Josh.....

I can't wait to see what happens when our favorite power couple returns home with Zach in tow. I hope Zach is ready to share Josh, as the list of guys in need of some special Josh time grows longer and longer everyday.
 
Definitely what Xander said!

What I've found amazing, in this chapter, and the one before, are all the little details you've included to convey just the right mood at all the right moments. If I were to list them all I'd end up writing a chapter all on it's own. You have captured all the highs, and lows, to perfectly frame such a moving experience. Exceptionally well done, FT!

This also seems to have brought Stoney back into touch since he's been calling, instead of texting. And, it was awesome he gave the O.K. for the planes so most everyone could be there for Josh and his family.

I was also touched that Mom insisted that Jake and Zach stand with the family at the funeral. And, given what Dad has said, too, I'm thinking the "big reveal" is going to go much better than anyone might have guessed it might. And, now, all of us are looking forward to More!

THANK YOU, FT!

HUGE HUGS!! (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
Like Chaz and Xander, I liked all the little details also. I enjoyed the time the guys were together on the porch of the funeral home reminiscing about their lives growing up together and their sexual experiences together. Beau and Clyde were truly loving friends since puberty. That was sweet. They still enjoy teasing each other. Nothing gets past them.

It was great to hear from Michael and Mark again also. They have not forgotten their cousin and how Josh introduced them to sexual intimacy.

Charles is an interesting character. It will be interesting if he shows up again somewhere.

I felt comfortable also with what Josh's dad said to Josh, Jake and Zach on the front porch that one night. In a way, it was like he knew how much the boys cared for each other. I'm sure Gramps knew.

It was a warm chapter, FT. You exposed the warmth of friends and family coming together to celebrate the life of a beloved family member transcending generations. Having gone through this with family many times. you recognize the details you incorporated into the process. It's never an easy time, but being surrounded by the friends you love certainly helps. You made sure to point that out in this chapter. Stoney was great on insisting Josh be surrounded by his friends he cared so much about. That was so thoughtful.

Can't wait to see what happens next. Such a great story. Can't get enough. Lay it on us, buddy. BC
 
These last two chapter were the most delicate and caring picture you could think of the death of a loving and loved character.

I've been through that process three years ago, when my father passed away. You suddenly found yourself "forced" to deal with a thousand little things, formalities, bureaucracies, while all you want to do is stay by yourself in silence mourning. In Italy there's no tradition of bringing food to the mourning family or of a gathering with food between relatives before/after the funeral (or at least in the region I live).

You dealt with this event keeping it in a light and loving tone. Kudos to that :=D:

Now, looking forward for what's up next
 
Thanks for all the great comments, guys. Thanatos, thank you for sharing the cultural differences between an Italian funeral and an American funeral. I thought that was quite interesting. I'm not sure how the traditions started here in America, but we do a lot of eating at funerals. I guess people bring food to the families of those who lost loved ones in an effort to help with all the company families receive at a time of loss to avoid the families having to cook, allowing them to spend more time with those visiting, sharing their condolences. Family shows up from all over to attend a funeral. Usually, churches provide a meal after a funeral also, allowing all the visitors to spend time with the family. Interesting how it's different in Italy. Thank you for sharing that.

Putting the loss aside, the boys get back into their lives and start with an amazing move. Here is the next chapter for you to critique. Enjoy. FT
 
Chapter 257 – Coming Clean and Packing Up

It had been a very emotional day, burying Gramps and having all my friends that I cared so much about surround me at that time to show their support and show me they cared. I was still shocked that 20 people, who came from all over, were there to support me. I was particularly touched by Stoney telling Tom and Greer to spare no expense in getting my friends here to support me. Who was this man, that had provided me the tools, abilities, financing to propel me, and some extremely valued and beloved friends a path to exploding into limitless opportunities. He was like a god of some type, continually handing Greer, Jake, Jordan and myself, unbelievable resources for growth and opportunity. It wasn’t just the four of us, as Stoney knew we would bring a considerable number of others along with us, making this new business machine even more powerful and profitable for all those that got involved. But why did he separate the ones he loved the most from him? Why was he staying away from us and not letting us share in his personal life? It was obvious he loved us, both in heart and in bed, for that matter. I just wanted to reach out and touch him, hold him in my arms and let him know how grateful I was for every opportunity and thoughtful act he had provided. He was like a guardian angel, pointing the way to opportunity and shelling out cash to get there. He was a total enigma. I wanted him to be with us on this crazy journey he founded, not watch us from afar. The act of insulating himself from the rest of us, when we loved him, and he loved us, I just couldn’t get my head around. Still, Stoney worked in strange ways. One could only hope that his reasons would be revealed and understood some day. One could only hope.

The evening after the funeral was quiet and settling to an extent. The grief was still there, but the consolation of friends and family had made it bearable and satisfying. We kind of glowed from the affection of everyone that supported us through this dan and the last couple. It was a relief at this point, and we were at peace with everything that happened.

There was still a ton of food to eat. Mom didn’t have to cook a thing, but you would have thought she needed to, by the way she busied herself in the kitchen. Jake, Zach and I had changed back into our shorts and t’s, happy to be out of our suits, although we still couldn’t get over how hot we looked in them. Dad was definitely happy to be back in jeans and a well worn polo shirt of sorts. We sat around and talked in the family room that opened up into the kitchen. Gladys was helping Mom with whatever in the kitchen, and they seemed to be enjoying their conversation.

“Mom, I have a copy of Gramps’ will. I don’t think he left much, but I guess we can see what all is there. I’ll have to get an attorney to look over this, and tell us what we have to do to settle his estate. He doesn’t owe anyone anything. The mortgage was changed over to us several years ago, so he’s off that. I guess we have to notify Social Security of his death. The funeral director gave me 15 certified death certificates to use for various things to close out everything,” Dad said hollering at Mom.

“Do we even need to look at the will?” Gladys asked. “I’m sure he didn’t have anything to leave,” she added.

Dad went to his lockbox and pulled out an envelope. We all gathered round to see what was in it. It basically said that anything that he still owned that had anything to do with the farm, went to Dad and Mom, and if anything had happened to Dad or Mom it went to me. Dad said everything in the farm was in his name at this point and had been for years. The will went onto say that if there was any money left from his savings it was to be split between Dad, Mom and Gladys. Dad said he had a couple of thousand dollars in his savings account, but that was all. He had paind Mom and Dad for room and board, but they basically just held that for him and would feed it back into his davings account for him. He had a few personal items that he had most of his life that he left to me, thinking I might like to have them. There was ring, some trinkets from way back when, small odds and ends he collected over the years, such as a pocked watch he always enjoyed. He had a few two-dollar bills that were old and a small coin collection he had enjoyed doing at one time. That was about it. He had pretty much disposed or given away any personal property he had over the years. Gladys said she had a few things of her mother’s, a couple of lamps, a clock and some jewelry. Dad said there shouldn’t be a reason to probate anything because Gramps just didn’t have that much anymore. They had worked out the transfer of the land years ago, so that was done, except for the mortgage which was in Dad’s name anyway. Gramps had pretty much put his affairs in order years before his demise, which worked well for everyone. Dad offered Gladys anything she wanted of Gramps’ stuff. They both agreed they should probably donate any decent clothes to Goodwill or the Salvation Army.

Gramps did actually own the checker board and checkers. Those were actually an antique, according to Dad. Dad said he played checkers with Gramps with those same checkers when he was small. Dad said that set should go to Zach, since he tirelessly played checkers with Gramps almost every evening. Zach said it should go to me, but I insisted he have something for helping make my grandfather’s life happy this summer. Zach said he could never beat Gramps anyway, so it wouldn’t do him much good. We all laughed.

We all ate a small bite to eat, having eating lunch at the church so late. The men all had a couple of beers and just sat around and chilled. We did manage to get the evening feeding in, getting some fresh air. While we were doing the feeding, I told Zach about the mortgage on the farm I was trying to find out about and see what I could do to pay this off over time. Jake knew about it, because he was with me when I asked Greer to check it out. Zach thought it was wonderful, that I was trying to fulfill a wish Gramps had for taking care of my parents. I told him and Jake, I still didn’t know how much it was, but, hopefully, Greer would find out and let me know.

We all retired rather early. Mom, Dad and Gladys were worn out, but relieved of some of the immediate stress of the funeral. While us guys were tired also, we still had a driving need to experience each other sexually. We had a nice hot shower together, sensuously washing each other. Then we took our time exploring each other’s bodies. Jake and I made Zach lay on his stomach and, between Jake and me, we ravaged his butthole, taint and the back of his ball sack with our tongues, sensuously torturing the poor boy until he begged us to fuck him. I think we all ended up fucking each other and being fucked by one another before we decided we needed to sleep. I know I reminded the guys we needed to wash the sheets before we left on Tuesday. We didn’t need to leave those for Mom to wash, which she would definitely do if we didn’t. She didn’t need to see large volumes of dried cum on her son’s sheets, or Zach’s, or anyone’s, for that matter.

Laying there, wiped out from fucking each other, I thought of something we still had to do before departing. “We haven’t figured out a time to tell Mom and Dad about being gay, guys. We need to decide when and how we’re going to do this,” I told them as we huddled together naked and spent.

“Ugh, when is there ever a good time?” Jake asked.

“I was trying to figure that one out myself,” I replied.

“Should we do it right before we leave on Tuesday morning, do you think?” Zach asked. “That way if they’re upset with us, we’re not hanging around, and we’ll be gone.”

I thought about that, and then I said, “Should we really tell and run, or should we still be here for them to digest it all and ask questions if they need to, show good faith that we are united in our love for one another, and not turn tail and run?” I asked the two of them.

“I think we need to do it tomorrow, Monday. Show them we are who we are and we’re still the loving guys they believe us to be, and nothing has really changed, other than we finally told them the truth. We still love them with all our hearts and we’re not embarrassed to be who we are, or to tell them we love them just the same,” Zach suggested.

“I’m with Zach,” Jake agreed.

“I am too, guys. I think that’s the most decent way to do it. We stand up for who we are and what we love, and don’t tell and run away cowardly. I just have this feeling of sorts, they kind of know it already, but are waiting to see if we have the stones to tell them at some point in time,” I suggested.

“I think we all feel the same way, Josh,” Jake responded. We all three hugged, then eventually fell asleep.

That damned rooster woke me up again in the morning with me threatening to kill it once again. Zach just laughed and asked if we could bring it to Uni to use as an alarm clock there. He got tickled for that suggestion, and my finger up his asshole. We all three got up, got minimally dressed, then went to do the feeding. Zach told us he was going to miss his daily chores on the farm. I assured him he’d get over that very quickly. I certainly did. That made him laugh.

“I need to see my father today to tell him goodbye, guys. Would you all like to come with me?” Zach asked cautiously. My heart dropped a little. I was still uneasy about the fact we had to find a time today to tell Mom and Dad we were all gay.

“Uh, were you planning on telling him you’re gay today also?” I asked concerned.

“I don’t think he’s ready for that. He would probably prefer me writing him a letter with that information, rather than a face to face conversation. He’s moved onto his new life with his girlfriend. He loves me, and always will. I love him also, but whether I’m gay or straight, he probably doesn’t care, and probably would rather I not tell him. If he happened to find out, I guess he’d be okay with it, but it wouldn’t change his world any. Does that make sense?” Zach asked.

“I guess, somewhat. In other words, he’s mostly checked out of your personal world and more checked into his immediate world, of which, you’re not so much a part of because you’re raised and no longer living with him?” I asked curiously.

“I think you pretty much nailed it,” Zack stated firmly.

“I wish it was going to be that easy with my family,” Jake said. “My mother wants grandchildren and she’s bound and determined I need a girlfriend and disappointed because I don’t. I’m sure she’d actually be happy if I accidently knocked up some girl. I’m half afraid she’ll be very disappointed with me, and Dad also, when we have to tell them. Let’s just say I’m dreading that day, a whole lot more than I dread this day,” Jake told us. We gave Jake a hug.

“We’re with you all the way, babe,” I told Jake as we hugged him. That seemed to comfort him some.

We showered quickly when we got back from feeding. Of course, it was interesting and sensuous, but short on time. It wasn’t like this was our last day together with Zach. He was going with us this time. I felt so much better about leaving this time, taking him with us. Mom had a big breakfast as usual. I asked Zach if he needed anything from the bunkhouse to take back with him to Uni. He said he had most of his stuff here, so there wouldn’t be much to pack. Dad said to remind him to pay Zach before he left, as he owed him for this week. Zach said that wasn’t necessary, but Dad told him it most certainly was.

After breakfast, we told Mom and Dad we were going with Zach to say goodbye to his dad, as he wouldn’t see him for a while. Dad and Mom thought that was great and told us to be safe. We took off in the Lincoln for the twenty-minute ride to the ranch Zach’s father managed. We did make a quick stop at the bunkhouse. There were a few guys there that had worked with Zach at one time. They all wished him well in college and in his swimming. We shook hands with all of them, then headed up to where Zach’s father had a small office attached to the main house. Zach’s father’s girlfriend was sitting on his desk talking to him when we got there. She did give Zach a hug and pinched his cheek as if he was a little kid. Zach just smiled. His dad shook our hands and gave Zach a hug. Zach filled his dad in on what had happened the last few days, and, since I was home and going back tomorrow, he was going to go back with Jake and me. His dad said that made the most sense, so no one would have to drive him up to Uni. His dad asked him if he needed any money or was he okay. Zach said he saved everything he earned this summer from working for my father, so he was good. I told his dad that his housing and school were all covered with his scholarship, so he was in great shape, plus we had a business there he was going to be working a few hours a week at. His dad seemed overjoyed at having his son attend college for no cost to him.

“Now, we’ll be able to go to Hawaii on your honeymoon, sweetheart,” the girlfriend said. Zach’s dad blushed.

“Honeymoon?” Zach asked, surprised. His dad kind of hem-hawed around.

“We’ve decided to get married, Zach. Hopefully, that’s okay with you, son. You’re going away to college and, well, I’m not getting any younger. Melissa and I love each other. I think if you love each other like we do, then we should make it legal and just get married,” he said. “Hopefully, you understand,” he said looking for some sort of blessing from Zach.

“Of course, Dad. I’m happy for you. You don’t need to be alone. If the two of you love each other, then by all means, spend the rest of your lives together,” Zach told him. That seemed to greatly relieve Zach’s father.

“We were going to tell you anyway before you left for school. You just caught us off-guard leaving a little early. But it’s all good. I hope you find love also in your life. Maybe at college, who knows,” he said, wishfully.

“I’m quite sure I will, Dad. Josh and Jake have been wonderful friends, and I’m sure they’ll take great care of me at school. Josh and Jake already pledged me for the sports fraternity, so I’m already set up socially. How about that?” Zach told him.

“Gees, that’s great, guys. They’re taking great care of you already. Those frat parties can be a lot of fun, son. Some great looking girls show up at those also. I’m not going to have to worry about you finding someone,” he said smiling.

“Well, anyway, congratulations to you and Melissa. Let me know when the wedding is. I might want to be there for that one,” Zach said happily.

“Well, we were thinking about eloping in Hawaii, not going to make a big deal with a big wedding and all, just kind of a private thing. But if you really want to be there, I’d love for you to, and would be happy to fly you over there,” his dad told him.

“Oh, that’s okay, Dad. You know I’ll always be with you in spirit. Just promise me you’ll stay happy,” Zach told his father. His father hugged him, and told him he’d miss him, but to call once in a while. Zach promised he would, and Jake and I both told his dad we’d make sure he did. We got a bro hug from his father.

“I don’t know, but I think these two friends of Zach’s are total hunks,” Melissa said, eyeing up Jake and me. We blushed. “Wish you guys had been around more often. With guys like these as friends, Zach’s bound to find a hot little gal to keep him happy,” she commented. We smiled.

“We’ll make sure he stays happy,” I told her. She was happy to hear that, but probably not for the same reasons we were thinking.

We finally left them and headed back to the farm. Zach said he hoped his dad would be happy with this Melissa. She seemed nice enough, but he said he hadn’t been around her all that much. Zach said he kind of got the idea she preferred it that way, but he wasn’t sure if he was just being selfish in that respect. Jake and I both thought it was a good idea not to say anything about the gay thing at the moment. Why spoil their engagement news to Zach, by telling them, by the way, I’m gay. Today was not the day, we all agreed.

When we pulled up at the house, there was a strange car there. Going inside, there was a middle aged man in a suit there. Dad introduced us to him as the bank manager in town. Dad introduce me as his son and Zach and Jake as my two other brothers. The man gave Dad a strange look. Dad told him I was his biological son, but Zach and Jake were such close friends, and Zach had worked for him and lived with them all summer long, so as far as he was concerned, we were all family. The man thought that was great. I was rather proud of Dad for introducing us that way.

“Josh, the bank manager wanted to talk to us about the mortgage. Come to find out it’s over $200,000, a little more and a little less at times, but averages around that. Now that will go down in the fall when we sell the harvest, but then back up again in the spring when we plant. Ideally, it should continue to go down each year, if we keep expenses in line and make a profit on our crops and cattle. We’ve had a couple of tough years, which is why it’s as much as it is right now,” Dad explained.

“Dad, I don’t want you to worry about that. I’m handling that. I’ll take care of it one way or another, but I don’t want you and Mom to fret over that. I’m going to work things out. I promised Gramps I would, and I’m going to,” I said sincerely, but concerned there was some sort of urgency issue because of Gramps’ death. Dad hugged me, with tears in his eyes.

“Then you had something to do with this,” he said, as he hugged me tightly. I gave him a strange look.

“The bank manager just told me it was paid in full, first thing this morning. He also told me that I have a line of credit now with the bank, and can borrow what I need if I need anything. Also, there was an additional $50,000 deposited in our checking account. Frankly, not having to pay interest on that $200,000 will alleviate me from ever having to borrow anything again, and definitely with the $50,000 extra dollars. Hell, it’s like we struck it rich. This is a Godsend, Josh. How did you do all that?” he asked.

“Uh, I’m not exactly sure, but I have a pretty good idea. Let’s just leave it at that,” I told him, not sure myself as to what happened. Somehow this went from, ‘looking into’ this mortgage, to ‘paying off’ this mortgage.

“Son, that’s a lot of money to spend without knowing how it happened. I’d like to know, as I don’t want you to be on the hook for anything that will put you in debt,” Dad said. “I couldn’t live with myself, if I caused you to go into debt on my account,” Dad said, concerned.

“Dad, you have no worries there. I can assure you, I have no debt. I think I have a good idea what happened and, trust me, it’s all good,” I assured him. Dad looked like he wasn’t so sure, but thanked the bank manager anyway.

“We’ve never seen a mortgage of this amount paid off as quickly as this one was this morning. I mean we got a call early this morning right when we opened, wanting a payoff number and within minutes the money was wired in and I was told to come out here and give you back the mortgage marked ‘paid in full’. No more debt, sir.” Dad shook his head bewildered.

“Hey Gramps must have found a rich banker up there in Heaven, Dad. He was always good at that,” I said, chuckling. Even Jake and Zach got a kick out of that one.

The bank manager shook our hands, and said to be sure to call for him directly if we ever needed anything. I told him I was sure we wouldn’t be needing anything for a while anyway.

“Maybe you need to buy a new truck, Dad,” I told him, smiling. He pulled me to him in a tight hug and kissed me on the cheek.

“I don’t know how something like this happens, but I know you’re behind it, and you couldn’t be any better at taking care of your family and loving us like you do than you are, Josh. Your Mom and I couldn’t have a son that loved us any more than you do. You are our world,” Dad said rocking me back and forth as he hugged me tightly.

“Keep that thought in mind, as I have something important to tell you later,” I teased. Dad smiled, but I knew he had no idea of the bomb the three of us were getting ready to drop later in the day. The fact that his mortgage had been paid off and his checking account was another $50,000 higher, couldn’t hurt with what I had to tell him later. It was perfect timing, actually, although I needed to get hold of Greer and find out what the hell happened.

After dinner, Mom wanted Zach and I to go through my room and decide what I wanted to keep, and what I wanted to get rid of, since I wouldn’t be spending much time at home anymore, a fact she had reluctantly tried to get used to. She said Zach had been a tremendous help with the empty nest syndrome. I told her to find another Zach for Dad, but she said they threw away the mold after they made Zach. Jake and I had to agree with her on that one.

We did go up to my bedroom, or Zach’s bedroom now, although he insisted, he preserved it for me, and start going through closets and drawers. I made a pile of old blue jeans, I probably would never wear again. I did leave a few pairs for Zach, Jake and me to use in emergencies if we had to come help on the farm with the harvest or anything. I kept a small pile of my old tighty whities, socks and t-shirts for the same reason. The guys got a kick out of some of my old pictures of when I was a prepubescent kid, before the one hair on my dick, as Jake put it, referring to what Clyde told them. We had to laugh. It was like going down memory lane. I found some old magazines of male nudity Beau, Clyde and I used to jack off to, before we got into sucking and fucking with each other. Damn, they looked ancient to me. All the guys in the mags had long hair and thick, hairy pubes. In a way, they were still kind of hot, but from another era entirely. Those came out of my secret compartment I had below one of my built-in shelves in my room. I found a couple of old jock straps also, which Zach promptly smelled, until I grabbed them, and threw them in the trash. He told me he got a whiff of my sweatiness way back when. I told him he was crazy too, as I was sure they were clean. He said he distinctly sniffed my smell. I rolled him over on the floor and kissed him passionately, then tickled him. We spent a great deal of time looking at old photos. There were a few photos of Beau, Clyde and me when we were 7 or 8 dressed up for Halloween. We had some photos of us in high school also. I had two yearbooks, which Jake and Zach found intriguing, finding several pictures of me in my speedos at swim meets. Both Zach and Jake said I filled out my trunks much better today than I did then. There was a picture in there of me and the girl I took to the senior prom. They thought we looked like a cute couple. I chuckled remembering how that night went. Beau, Clyde and I all had dates that night. I had to explain the situation to Zach and Jake.

“It was just awkward, if you know what I mean. I mean, we were all friends and everything, but not dating material at all. We all went out to dinner, then to the dance, and then to an after party, but were out of there by midnight. Luckily, we live in a close- knit farming community and the farmer’s daughters wanted their little girls home by midnight. We were good with that. Then the three of us slept out in Clyde’s barn in sleeping bags and drank beer. Our parents knew where we were, which was cool, but we fucked each other half the night that night, much different than what you normally would have expected anyway for prom night,” I told them.

Zach said he never made it to the prom this year, as he didn’t care to ask anyone out, but he didn’t have Jake or me to fuck either. I felt bad for him, and hugged and kissed him. He laughed. Jake did the same thing giving him a pity kiss. Jake said he actually went to his prom, did the whole dinner thing and all, tried dancing, although it was awkward. He said he and his girl got rather amorous at the after party. He said he wasn’t sure if he could get hard, until the couple beside he and his girlfriend were naked, and he could see the guy’s cock fucking his girl. He said watching him was the only way he got hard enough to do the deed himself. He reminded me, that dating for him was awkward anyway, and he was glad that the supposed girlfriend went to a different school. He said it never would have worked anyway. He started thinking maybe he had an interest in guys after watching his friend fuck beside him, realizing he was more interested in his friend’s cock than his naked girlfriend. We all laughed at our previous lives. Both Zach and Jake told me I had the best time in high school with my three buddies.

“Here we are, three buddies again. In my life, I guess the best things come in threes,” I told them. I got kisses from both guys on that one.

“Oh, I have to take this back with me,” Zach said, half panicking.

“What’s that?” I asked, as he ran to the bed, lifted up the mattress, and pulled out a pair of underwear.

“My Josh undies, my security blanket,” he said proudly.

“Oh, for shit sake, throw those damned things away,” I urged.

“Not on your life. This is what kept me sane the entire time you were gone,” he said, rubbing them over his face.

“Damn, Zach. What the hell,” I said, somewhat disgusted. “Where did you find those gross things anyway?” I had to ask.

“It was the week you were home right after school was out, and I moved in a couple of days before you left to go back to Uni. We were working, baling hay or something, and all hot and sweating our balls off. We came back up here to take a shower, and I’m sure we fucked also. But you took them off and threw them against the wall. I asked you why you did that, and you said, if they didn’t stick, they were good to wear for another day. I remember laughing my ass off, and then you probably fucked my ass. Anyway, I picked them up off the floor later and put them under the mattress. They smelled great, Josh. They still do. Want to smell them?” he asked dangling them in my face.

“Fuck no, I don’t want to smell those old stinky sweaty briefs, Zach. Good grief, boy. You need to throw those away, little buddy. You don’t have to smell those, when you can smell the real thing anytime you want to,” I said pulling down my shorts and briefs, exposing my cock, balls and bush. I forced his head into my pubes, but he grabbed my dick and started sucking it. That led to some wrestling, that turned into naked wrestling, that turned into more fucking. The three of us finally lay on my bedroom floor naked and spent.

“Well, that was interesting,” Jake exclaimed. “We can do that more often now that we’re all together.” I took a dollop of cum from the end of my cock and flicked it at him. He scooped it up and ate it. “Zach, let me smell Josh’s sweaty underwear,” he asked. Zach threw them to him and he sniffed them intently. “Yep, that’s Josh all right. Can’t mistake that musky male smell. Damn, I need a pair of these for myself,” he said. I know I threw something at him.

“You guys, we have each other now. We don’t need things like that anymore. We have the real thing,” I reminded them. Still, Zach wanted to keep them for posterity’s sake. Who could deny him that. He promptly packed them in his duffle bag.

We cleaned up a little before we had to do the evening feeding. I noticed Gladys was missing for supper. I asked Mom where she was.

“One of her old boyfriends invited her out to dinner tonight, the widower she saw at Gramps’ calling hours. I suppose she’ll be home later, but if not, well she’s old enough to make her own decisions,” Mom said, shaking her head. The three of us chuckled, but Mom gave us a strange look.

“How long is she staying?” I asked Dad if he knew.

“As long as she wants, unfortunately,” he replied. “Who knows, maybe this guy will take her off our hands,” Dad commented.

We helped Mom with the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. She kissed us all for helping. Then the three of us headed upstairs. We were all nervous as we met in the bedroom.

“Okay, this is it. Is there any reason we shouldn’t do this?” I asked Zach and Jake.

No, let’s do it and get it over with,” Jake urged. “If it goes bad, we can leave tonight. I just don’t think that will happen. Your parents love us all, Josh. They’re truly beautiful, loving people,” Jake added.

“I guess we’re about to find out if they’re gay friendly also,” I threw in there.

“Well, we kind of know your father is. Now if your mom can just handle it,” Zach remarked.

“Okay, here goes,” I told them, and we headed downstairs. When we got to the breezeway, I grabbed each of their hands. “We’re holding hands in solidarity when we do this,” I said, half-scared out of my wits. I pulled them into the family room, and all three of us sat beside each other on the couch holding hands. Dad looked at us from his easy chair, but didn’t say anything. Mom was just putting something away in the kitchen.

I swear we were shaking. “Mom, can you come here a minute?” I asked. “We have something to discuss with you,” I said my voice a little shaky. We were all three holding hands. Mom came into the room and sat on the arm of Dad’s easy chair.

“Look, Dad, how cute the three of them are together. Aren’t they just the nicest looking boys you’ve ever seen,” she said marveling at us sitting there holding hands. “You can just tell what great friends they are, and how much they love and care for each other. You just can’t find relationships like that in this world anymore. What was it you wanted to tell us, guys?” she asked. They were sitting there staring at us in anticipation for what we might say, totally clueless as to what was coming. I wanted to pass out, but I had to go through with this. I could tell how nervous Zach and Jake both were also, by holding their hands, feeling the little tremors running through their bodies into mine.

“Uh, well, we need to tell you something. It’s kind of difficult to say this so hear me out before you say or do anything,” I urged.

“Well nothing could be that bad, Josh, not as much as we love the three of you,” Mom stated. That gave me a little bit of hope and some courage to speak.

“The three of us really love one another,” I told them.

“Of course you do, dear. That’s been evident for a long time. Everyone can see how much the three of you care about one another,” Mom interjected.

“Well, it’s a little deeper than that. I’m just gong to say it. We love each other mentally and with all our hearts, and physically too,” I said getting a confused look from them. “We’re gay, and as much as we are friends, we are lovers also. We can’t help it, we just love each other so much, and we can’t change. I hope you don’t hate us and can accept us for who we are, the boys that love both of you with all our hearts also,” I said and started to cry. Mom and Dad shed tears also, and didn’t say a word at first. Then Dad stood up and came over to us, motioning for us to get up. We did, still holding on tight to each other’s hands, me in the middle. Dad hugged me tightly and told me he loved me. Mom did the same thing, then hugged Jake and hugged Zach. We were all still trembling.

“Listen very carefully, guys. There is nothing in this world any of you could do to stop us from loving you. You are decent, wonderful, caring and loving human beings, and we will always love you no matter what. Nothing can ever change that,” Dad told us, his hands on our shoulders looking us straight in the eyes, with tears flowing from his eyes. Mom too. “I thought someday, we might have this conversation. I just hoped it would be with you and whoever you decided to love, Josh. I’ve known for sometime that you didn’t really care for women, and that’s okay with me. Now your mom might be a little disappointed she might not have any grandchildren, but all we want for you is to be happy in life. You could not have found two more wonderful, more beautiful friends to love than Jake and Zach. Mom, I think we have three sons, now that our family has expanded. Hell, we’ve been telling people the last few days we have three sons now, and I guess Josh just made it official,” Dad said, hugging us again and kissing us all on the cheek.

“You don’t know how relieved we really are hearing you say what you said. We were prepared for the worst. I think this was the hardest thing we ever had to do in our lives,” I told them.

“Josh, how could you ever believe we could stop loving you for loving someone you love? That could never happen. We will defend your choice in that matter to our graves. Now, it’s not something we’ll go around advertising, and it’s really no one’s business, but the three of you, but if it ever comes up, I swear to you on my honor, I will defend you to my death,” Dad pledged. I jumped at him and hugged him again. Mom said she would too, and that she loved all of us.

We were so relieved. It was like the weight of the world was taken off of me. The same went for Zach and Jake.

“Okay, grab some beers and sit down and tell us everything you’ve been holding back because you were afraid to share with us. I lost one loved one this week, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let my son hold anything back from me because he was afraid to share it with me. It’s just the five of us here, so spill your guts and come clean. Thank gawd, your Aunt Gladys is not here tonight. Whew,” Dad remarked.

Zach came running in with beers for all of us, even Mom. The three of us sat on the couch. “Well, the business we run is primarily for the gay community. We started two gay bars, the first in the City, which took off like crazy and made us a ton of money. Then we developed the second one up at Uni. We live in a beautiful apartment over the bar. Zach will be living there with us. Most all the guys you met today are our close friends. Well, Tuck and Eric, the guy whose wedding I was in, they’re not gay. They’re straight, but love us just the same. Everyone else, our business partners, Greer and Jordan are both gay, but Jordan’s kind of out of circulation right now. Lawyers have a certain reputation to uphold. We’re working on him though. He used to be a very unhappy person, until Jake and I got hold of him, and now, he’s happy again. But that’s a long story. Stoney, who is our benefactor, that set up a holding company that he made me the CEO and Jake the COO and Greer the CFO, he’s the most talented businessman I’ve ever met in my life. He’s mentoring me in business. The man has or had immense wealth, although I think he’s put most of it in a trust for the company we run right now. He’s content to lay back and watch to see what we do with it. Every once in a great while he’ll step in, give us some guidance, or buy another business for us, which is how we acquired another two gay bars or clubs. We also own the aviation business, the plane that brought Gladys up here from Florida, the two King Airs that brought the whole group down yesterday, and the 310 that brought Jake and I home a few weeks ago, when we were worried about Gramps. I just finished negotiating for a half-million dollar piece of land in Uni to build a private dormitory, which, by all indications, will be a fantastic hit and generate tons of money. Stoney says you develop properties then lease them out to operators, operate them yourself or sell them if they don’t reach a certain level of profitability. Although we haven’t seen Stoney in a few weeks, he did call me when he found out that Gramps had passed. Jake and I were on our way down here when he called. He set up the planes to bring my friends down here to support me. Dad, I’m not sure, but I’d bet anything on it, he took care of your mortgage and put the $50K in your bank account. That has his name written all over it. He’s the most wonderful guy ever. He’s in his mid-thirties, made millions and now is happy to mentor all of us and see what we can do with it,” I explained. They were mesmerized by what all I was telling them. “Oh, and we own a cattle ranch also, located outside the City. Greer lives there with Stoney, well while Stoney was there. Now we don’t know where he is, and he isn’t telling anyone, but he keeps his eye on everything,” I explained.

“Forgive me for asking, and maybe this is a terrible thing to ask, but I’m your father and just curious. Does he expect sex from you guys for all these good wonderful things he does for you younger guys?” Dad asked. Wow, I’d never been asked that before.

“No, Dad, he doesn’t. Have we had sex with him. Yes, Jake and I have, but he’s the most beautiful person in heart and soul you’d ever want to meet. He’s confident, and extremely talented in business, yet he has the most caring heart. When we first opened our first gay bar in the City, which a small group of my friends and I did before we even met Stoney, he frequented the place. He never dated or fraternized with any of the customers there, but he always loved talking to me and kind of flirted with me a little. Greer was our attorney that put together the bar for us there in the City, and flirted with Jake and I also. I introduced Greer to Stoney and they hit if off from the git-go. The next thing I knew, Greer moved in with him at the ranch. Oh, you have to see this ranch. It’s huge and like a resort. It has everything there, just a fantastic place. Anyway, Greer and Stoney are a couple, but Greer’s really worried and concerned because Stoney has been gone for several weeks now and won’t tell us where he is. But, he watches over us like some sort of guardian angel. I swear to you, Dad, I know he took care of that mortgage. He probably would never tell me, but it’s him, it has to be,” I assured him. Dad was amazed.

“To sum everything up. The two most wonderful loved people in my life, besides the two of you, are sitting right here beside me on this couch. I am surrounded by loving friends who have worked hard with each other, and support each other in our personal and business dealings. I could not be any happier in my life than I am right now. Oh, Stoney demanded that we stay in college and get a business degree, although right now he accuses me of writing the text books and setting up business models. We have to participate in sports and stay active in our sports fraternity. In addition to being CEO of this company, I’m also co-captain of the swim team, but mostly captain. That’s a long story also. We have to hire great people and bring them along to prosperity as we become prosperous, brother helping brother. That’s our group and we do a damn good job at what we do,” I said proudly. Zach and Jake patted me on the back. Zach got up to go get more beer, thinking we still needed some. He and Jake had downed theirs, but I did all the talking, and needed to drink some. Still, he brought me another one when he returned.

“Well, Mom, I don’t know what you think, but I couldn’t be happier for our boys if they’re that happy. I have no earthly idea how this all came about the way it did, but the success is remarkable,” Dad said, totally blown away by what I just shared with them.

“We just want you to be happy, son. Don’t overload yourselves. You have to have broad shoulders to carry the weight you’re carrying. Just don’t let anything happen to you. Promise your dad and me that,” Mom begged.

“I promise to stay happy, continue to care for others, stay loving, because I have these two to love and support me, and to be successful on top of everything else. That’s all I can do,” I said sincerely. Dad and Mom hugged all three of us again.

“The thing we all worry about is, as busy as you are and are going to be, will you have time to come and visit us anymore?” Mom asked.

“Absolutely. You wouldn’t believe how much this farm and you mean to me and us. We still know how to do farm work, and we can still come and help when we need to. I can bring reinforcements also. We have a whole troop of them. You saw a lot of them yesterday, and there are plenty more,” I assured them. Mom and Dad smiled and seemed content with everything.

Just then, Gladys returned. She had to tell us all about her evening and her widower friend. Dad gave up, and said he was going to bed, but not until he gave us a group hug, and told us he loved us one more time. Then he whispered to us, try not to bang the headboard against the wall too much tonight. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. We all told him we loved him. Then we took our beer outside to the front porch swing and gazed up at the stars.

“You really think all those billions of stars are souls that have gone to Heaven?” Jake asked.

“After seeing the falling star the night Gramps died, I think I almost have to believe it. He sent us a goodbye, telling us all was well. He was soaring in the Heavens,” I exclaimed. I got hug from my two loves.

“Well, I’m totally exhausted, but totally relieved also,” I told them.

“Josh, you couldn’t have more loving parents. You struck it rich there. They were fantastic tonight,” Jake remarked. “I feel so good right now, I just want to call up my mom and dad and tell them I’m gay and get it over with,” Jake said excitedly.

“Easy, tiger. We may have to approach them a little differently than we did Mom and Dad. Love was the central theme in our family. If yours is somewhat different, then we might have to adapt our approach a different way,” I suggested.

“Josh is right, Jake. I don’t think that approach would have worked with my dad. If I had told him I was going to be a millionaire because of my being gay, he might be able to accept that, but telling him I was gay because I loved to suck cock and get my ass fucked with a penis, well that might not go over so well,” Zach explained.

“You do have a point. I think the approach to my parents might be the corporate route first and work in the love part later. I think the business aspect might ease us into the other. And still, how the gay thing lands, only has a 50/50 chance of acceptance. I think Mom is going to be pissed. My sister will tell them, I told you so. It’s a crap shoot, but it has to be done. No way of avoiding it,” Jake commented.

We sat there for a while in silence, relieved and satisfied, we had overcome one major hurdle, and considering the outcome, were greatly relieved. Then we called it a night and headed to bed. This time we abstained from sex, but rather cuddled with each other instead, and got a good night’s sleep.

That damn rooster woke me up again. I felt good this was the last day that feathered cock could wake me up. From now on it had to be the penis type of cock, not the feathered kind.

Anxious to get back to Uni, we hurriedly did the morning feeding, the last one we could relieve Dad of having to do. We quickly showered when we returned from the barn, having a little fun with each other as we did. Mom had a big spread for breakfast, realizing this was the last time she would be able to feed us for who knew when.

“Josh, if you find out who paid off the mortgage for me, be sure and thank them. It certainly was not necessary, but I can’t tell you how wonderful it feels after an entire lifetime to be out of debt. It’s a miracle is what it is,” Dad said sincerely.

“I know, Dad. But you and Mom need to get used to some of those miracles. If Jake and I can get this new enterprise really working, you all will be set for life, with Jake, Zach and me. Gladys wanted to know if that would include her also. I told her, heck yes, why not. She just giggled.

It was tough saying our goodbyes as we left for school, still somewhat of a lingering sorrow for the family member we lost, but totally relieved I wasn’t hiding anything from my parents any longer. They finally knew the real me. I felt so relieved.

The ride back to Uni seemed to fly by, with all the stuff and people we brought Zach up to speed on. He wanted to know about all those people that showed up at the funeral. One by one, we filled him in on who they were, what they did, what their personality was like, who was living with us, the whole nine yards. Zach thought Dustin was kind of cute. We told him he had a loaded dick also, that he never seemed to run out of sperm for some reason. Zach was blown away by that. Zach thought Allen and OBB were cute as ever, having remembered them from after last Christmas, when he brought me back to school. If I remembered right, I thought they may have worked in a little intimacy at that time. He asked me when Erin was coming back. I told him I thought the end of the week or the end of the following week, then decided to call him to find out just when he was coming back. I needed to know, and he needed to make airline reservations for his return trip, unless Tom and James were going to be down there in that area, then possibly pick his ass up.

I gave him a call. “Erin, big guy, we were just wondering about you. Jake and I are on our way back from the farm, bringing Zach with us. We were all wondering when you were planning on coming back. We have orientation next week for the new swimmers, but I did mention to you, I could possibly do without you that week if you needed to help Jason one more week. What are your plans, as we kind of need to know?” I asked. I put him on speaker phone. Jake and Zach said hello to him. He chuckled at the audience.

“Josh, could I possibly ask a really, really big favor of you and you not be mad?” Erin asked. I told him it depended on how big a favor it was. “Jason and I are doing such great things with the bar, and it’s coming together so well. We’re also getting along together extremely well. Would you mind terribly if I stayed down here with Jason and continued to work at the bar?” he asked somewhat cautiously. I was kind of shocked.

“Erin, what about school. You can’t quit school. Then there’s the swim team also, and the bar up here. Not to mention we’d really miss you, but then we miss Jason also,” I rattled off.

“Jason and I have checked out a few things already. I can transfer to his college down here. They don’t have much of a swim team and when they realized that I took second in state last year, they automatically gave me the head position on the team should I decide to transfer. They even gave me a scholarship. They said they never had a team member that ever placed in a regional, much less a state competition. Jason and I could live together, share expenses on the apartment, work the bar, and increase the profitability, and I could still participate in swimming and be captain of the team if I wanted that, but I’m not sure I do. I would like to at least place for them in a major competition if I can,” Erin said confidently.

“Wow, that’s a lot to consider. What about your parents? What are they going to think, or have you asked them about doing what you’re proposing?” I asked, a little concerned as to how he could explain that away.

“I kind of dropped a hint about doing something different this year. You know how much Dad really thinks what you’re doing with the businesses is fantastic, but he thinks if I’m down here, I’ll lose out on future opportunities by not staying with you,” Erin explained.

“Does he know the pub down there is part of us now?” I asked.

“I tried to explain to him that I was helping to manage one of our satellite operations. He thought it was really strange that we had one way down there. I’m sure before this is all over, he’ll need to call you and pick your brain about all this. He’s thinks I need to glue myself to your side and take advantage of everything that comes our way. If I’m down here, he thinks I’ll miss out on opportunities. I told him I was already invested in the company and it had made more acquisitions since the time of the investment, which just made that investment that more profitable. Still, he’s a little concerned. I know he’ll want to call you and talk to you, if you let me stay here,” Erin explained.

“Erin, do you really want to stay down there? I mean, you have all your friends up here and the swim team, the CNB2, and we just got the land for the new dormitory we’re going to build. I thought you might want to be part of that also, not that you won’t financially, but be a part of the planning, development and construction of it, although we’re going to have to have more professional hands on deck for this one,” I advised him.

“I will miss all that, Josh. More than that, I’ll miss you and Jake terribly. But I think Jason and I love each other very much. I don’t want to screw this up. We have a great relationship with each other and with the staff of the Tight Jock. I’m having a blast working here, and I’d have a hard time leaving Jason and going back up there. I’d miss him too much. It’d break my heart, Josh. It’d be like you leaving Jake after all this time together. It’s that serious, I swear,” Erin replied.

I looked over at Jake. He nodded that we might as well let him do it. We’d be down there occasionally, and we could always shuttle him back and forth when Tom and James had a charter in the vicinity, similar to what we did with aunt Gladys. That did make sense. Transportation would be cheap in that sense.

“Erin, I guess if your heart is in it, we need to let you follow your heart. You know how much we all love you. Our love for you will never change, nor will the opportunities in this company be any less for you with you down there. Hell, we may have you and Jason replace yourselves down there, sometime in the future, and send you somewhere else to take over another bar,” I told him. Erin was ecstatic and excited. It took a while to calm him down.

“Josh, my love for you only continues to grow by the day. That goes for Jake and all the rest of the guys. I couldn’t be loved any greater by any group of guys. Jason feels that way also. By the way, his cock fits fabulously in my ass, in case you didn’t know that,” Erin said dreamily.

“Thanks for that tidbit of information. You saying mine and Jake’s didn’t?” I asked curtly.

“No, no, no, but I wanted you to know how beautiful it is to make love to him. We just love each other so much, like you and Jake. I know you know what that feels like to own each other’s souls, feeling like you’re living as one. Oh, it’s so wonderful,” Erin said, totally smitten by Jason. I had to think, who wouldn’t be.

“You know you haven’t been with Zach yet. You might change your mind about Jason after one night with Zach. He’s going to be disappointed that he’s not sleeping with you tonight. He was really looking forward to it, you know,” I reminded him.

“Oh, gawd, yes. I know. He’s such a sweetheart, and I know we’d be loving friends. Jason and I both need to sleep with Zach sometime and really get to know him, but we’ll be up there and you’ll be down here, so it’ll happen in time, a time we’ll really look forward to. I’m sure Dustin will be just as dreamy for him, and then there’s the two of you that won’t want to let him go. I’m sure of that,” Erin replied.

“I don’t know, Erin. I have a boner just sitting here listening to you talk to Josh and Jake. I was looking forward to planting that in your ass several times tonight. Now, I guess I’ll just have to jack off,” Zach told him. We heard Erin chuckle.

“As long as Josh and Jake are around, Zach, you will never have to jack off. Trust me on that one,” Erin replied. “I will miss being with you, but we’ll get together in the not too distant future. We’ll make that happen. You guys have to come back again for Spring Break anyway. Wait until you see the nude beach, Zach. OMG, it’ll make your dick hard for weeks,” Erin told us. I had to agree on that one, just ask Jordan.

Erin asked about Jordan and how he was doing. He said he and Jason enjoyed the time they got to shower with him while he was here. They loved his big low-hanger balls, and his hot body. They wished he would have played, but were glad they got to play with him some in the shower.

I told Erin we would plan on him staying down there then. He needed to make sure he was enrolled in college with Jason and they got their education like we all agreed to. I told him that was part of our shareholder agreement, we got our business degree and participated in sports, as part of our overall preparation for senior management positions for the enterprise we were building. Erin promised he and Jason were firmly on board. Then he warned me about his father calling me and asking probing questions. I told him I would try to handle it professionally and discreetly if that happened. He told us all, over and over, that he loved us and would miss us, but he was never more excited about anything in his life. I told him I was proud of him for taking this responsibility on his own and for helping Jason and loving him like he did. He said he was more than proud to admit he deeply loved Jason and everything about being down there with him.

After hanging up, Jake said he was concerned this might happen, but thought it wasn’t a bad thing when you thought about it. We’d miss him, but with the aviation department and what seemed to be frequent charter trips to the Florida area by Tom and James, it just might work out rather well. I had to agree, the more I thought about it.
 
Thank You FT for yet another amazing chapter.

First let me say I was somewhat disappointed in Zach's father. I'm sure he loves his son and we know Zach loves his dad. Even though he did ask him if he needed any money as well as said he was going to miss Zach, it really just felt like there was no emotional connection with his son, but totally showed the opposite with Melissa.

The surprise visit from the Bank Manager concerning the farms mortgage was a really unexpected twist that like Josh said and I agree, Stoney has to be behind it even though he will never vocally admit it. (I hope Stoney comes back soon, he really is missed).

I really liked the united front approach that Josh, Jake and Zach took as they were making their way to have that very important conversation with Josh's parents. I'm actually really glad that the weight of having that conversation weighing on them has been lifted. I was however very surprised with Dad's question when referring to Stoney, but Josh handled it well and answered it honestly and truthfully. One set of parents told and now, two more to go.

As for Erin, I actually had a feeling it was going to turn out like it did and a part of me is glad it did. I know the plan was for Erin and Zach to hook up but the Jason and Erin had a deep emotional connection that never had the chance to really begin before it ended. After hearing him tell the guys on the phone that he loved Jason the way Josh and Jake love each other just proves that everything happens for a reason.

Can't wait to for the next chapter to come.
 
As Xander said, thanks for another amazing chapter. Wow, the guys did it. They actually sat down together and faced Josh's parents, united in their love for each other. Josh's mom and dad loved all three of them, so what could they say. I know it had to be a huge burden off of Josh's shoulder to explain to his parents who he really was and what he was doing. They were so proud of all three of them and accepted them all as part of the family. What a neat ending to a sad visit. Gramps would have been proud of all three of them. I'm surprised they never saw another shooting star that night with Gramps giving them a 'thumbs-up'.

Like Xander, I'm sure Stoney had something to do with the mortgage and line of credit. He seems intent on helping to make Josh and Jake's life unburdened. He wanted all Josh's friends to be with him in his time of grief, then probably took care of what Josh asked Greer for help with. Greer most certainly had to tell Stoney and voila, Stoney eased Josh's pain. If he'd just come home and spend time with the ones he loves and the ones that love him. Where is he hiding out at, FT?

Like Xander, Zach's father seemed more pre-occupied with his wife to be, Melissa, than he was with Zach. He hasn't seen Zach most of the summer, and now that he's going off to school, probably won't again for some time. He doesn't seem like the warm kindhearted father of this wonderful kindhearted young man. I think Zach said it right when he said telling his dad he was gay would not be as easy as telling Josh's parents. It seems like Jake might have some problems with his folks also. Oh well, Zach is starting a new and exciting life with the two guys he loves the most and their countless friends that adore them. He'll be extremely happy now starting a new life being who he really is.

i figured Erin was a gonner as far as staying in Florida. He has the hots for Jason and is so happy with what he's doing. I hope Josh is ready for a phone call from Erin's dad. That could get interesting having to explain why he was changing schools and staying in Florida. Will his dad buy that? I guess you'll let us know in time.

I guess everyone back at Uni will be happy to have the three amigos join them once again with Zach in tow this time. Can't wait to see what the guys get into next. You're always full of surprises, FT. Thanks for some great chapters treating something as difficult as sorrow and loss in a family with the dignity and lifelike nature that you did. I can remember funerals as some happy times with cousins, getting caught up on each other's lives and reliving past fun times we had together, not quite like our characters in this story, but happy times. Your depiction of events and discussions was very believable and life like. I think we all got something out of it. I know I did. Now we need more to keep moving through the lives of these extraordinary young men who have captured our hearts and made our dicks hard at the same time. Work our magic and give us more chapters to entertain and stimulate us. We love it. BC
 
I can't think of anything more to say beyond what Xander and BC already have. Other than ...

Thank You, FT! (*8*) :kiss:
Chaz :luv:
 
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