Cheddar's, Chapter 24
Adam woke up early with an urgent need to piss. He slipped into his shorts from the previous day, not taking time to put on underwear. He was about half finished when the other three joined him at the trough-style urinal.
"This facility is a gay boy's wet-dream," Rob chuckled. "It provides lots of opportunities to see dicks."
"For sure," Parker nodded. I guess we don't have many secrets among us anymore."
"Speaking of which," Darrin agreed, "last night was awesome. Thanks Adam for initiating the hug."
"It just felt right; I hope I didn't offend anyone," Adam searched their faces.
"Not me," the others said.
"I love my brother more than ever," Rob smiled. "It's not like how I love Darrin, but I feel really connected. I hope that's okay with Parker."
"It is," Parker said. "We're all more like brothers now."
They ate a big breakfast before putting on clean shorts and going for a bike ride. Free-balling was the order of the day. Because they had packed light, they had only one extra pair of underwear.
After riding quite a distance on the graded roadway, that had little vehicle traffic, they came to a hiking path which wasn't suitable for bikes. So, they decided to explore farther on foot. With their bicycles chained together around a small tree that wasn't visible from the road, they headed on.
Before long, the footpath petered out, but they thought they could penetrate deeper into the woods anyway. Checking the vegetation for poison ivy, they continued with care.
Eventually, they arrived at the base of a high rock formation that looked like a roadblock. However, Darrin spotted a small opening. It was mostly concealed by bushes, but looked like a passage through the rock because he could see light on the other side. One by one, they squirmed through it and found themselves in a tiny arroyo, about 30 yards square, which showed no signs of being disturbed by humans.
"This is how I picture paradise," Darrin said in hushed tones. "It feels like a sacred place far away from the world."
"It does have a spiritual aura about it," Parker agreed. "Unless it's changed a lot through the years, I'll bet ancient people worshipped here."
"Perhaps we should pack a picnic lunch and come back here to spend the morning tomorrow," Rob suggested. "If we brought our towels, we could lie naked in the sun, like a group of aborigines from the past."
Each of them took pictures in different directions to preserve their memories of the spot. They would put the best of them together in an album later.
Going back to their bikes, they took more pictures, keeping track of landmarks so they'd be able to return to the place without getting lost. They worked as a team, with Parker and Adam taking photos, Darrin checking the compass in his phone, and Rob making notes.
By the time they got back to camp, they were starving. They put together a lunch of cold-cuts, cheese, and Lettice with a bit of mustard or mayo. There were chips and some grapes to round it out.
After they'd eaten, they put on trunks and rode down to the swimming hole. It wasn't fancy, but it was a safe place to play in the water. The DNR had done a lot of work to make sure the water wasn't full of bacteria like it had been in past summers.
They decided to play chicken-fight with Rob on Darrin's shoulders and Adam on Parker's. They all had good balance, and kept the battle up for several minutes before Rob toppled his brother.
As they were sitting on the sand, laughing and catching their breath, a pair of twin boys and their mother arrived on the beach area.
"We saw you playing that chicken game. Can we play too?"
"Dante and D'Anthony, don't bother those young men. Get your beach ball and play together."
"It's okay with us, if it's okay with you," Rob told her. "I have a younger brother and sister. How old are these guys?"
"We're 12, but I'm five minutes older, so I get to be the boss," Dante smirked.
"You're not the boss of me, and I can pin you any day."
"Are you wrestlers," Rob asked. "I think some of us worked with you at Southeast Junior high last fall."
"I remember you! We've been to some of your matches." D'Anthony exclaimed. "You really kick ass!"
"D'Anthony! If you talk like that, I'm gonna wash your mouth out with Ivory soap!"
"Sorry, Momma. I won't do it again."
"See that you don't!"
"Thanks for the compliment. Did you ever see any swim meets? My brother, Adam, was one of the best swimmers for City High."
"Yeah, I remember him. I thought his name started with a B' and yours was Utley.' Some kid you beat from West wasn't a good sport and called you ugly Utley."
"How did you remember that?"
"Well, you're good looking, and HE was ugly."
"Adam and I have the same father, but different mothers."
"I don't get it," Dante frowned.
"My brother Darwin has two sons with different mommas," their mother reminded them.
"Gramma said that's from sowing wild oats or something."
"Your grandmother was right. Let's get back to chicken fighting," Rob said, trying to change the subject. "My brother and I will be your partners. Who do you think should be on the bottom?"
"You guys, of course!" Dante shook his head. "We couldn't hold you; you're too heavy!"
"Okay, we'll kneel in the water and you guys climb on our shoulders. Do you know what to do?"
"Yup, we've watched it on YouTube!"
The younger boys were on their mounts in a split-second. Immediately, a fierce contest was underway. The struggle lasted for over two minutes, with the advantage seesawing back and forth. Eventually, Dante and Rob went down in a big splash as Rob lost his footing on the slippery floor of the pond.
"No fair!" Dante shouted. "I'm supposed to win!"
"Maybe next time you'll win," Rob smiled. "Being a few minutes older doesn't matter in this game. Remember to be a good sport, unlike that wrestler who called me names because I won."
Parker and Darrin served as the bottom pair for the next go-round. This time Parker and Dante were victorious. They all decided to take a breather before a third round.
"I've gotta pee," one of the twins yelled. "Me too; wait for me!"
In their absence, their mother, Keesha, thanked the older guys.
"It's so kind of you to play with them. Their daddy isn't very well, and he can't horse around with them like that. They love him dearly, but they also need to burn off some steam and bond with adult men. Thanks!"
"It's our pleasure," Parker spoke for the group. "Rob and Darrin have younger siblings, but Adam and I don't. It's fun for all of us. We get too bogged down in studies sometimes. We're enjoying this physical activity before the fall term begins."
"Are you all at the university?"
"Yup. I'm a sophomore, Adam's a super freshman, having taken summer school, and these other two are true froshes."
"I hope at least some of you will be working with kids. You're all naturals!"
"Can we do it again?" the twins asked in chorus.
"It better be a quick one because I just got a text from Daddy. He's fixing popcorn for a snack back by the tent."
"Okay, I want Parker again," Dante called.
D'Anthony chose Darrin, and it was off to the races again. The battle raged on for nearly three minutes this time, when Darrin faked a fall and popped back up unexpectedly. That threw Dante and Parker off balance, sending them into the water.
Everyone laughed heartily. Dante took this loss like a good sport should, and soon the kids and their mother were heading back to their camp, with the boys skipping ahead.
"We've gotta have at least one or two kids," Parker grinned after the twins had left, and the guys were floating lazily in the water.
"For sure," Adam nodded. "They're more fun than a barrel of monkeys."
"And not nearly as messy, since they can be potty-trained!" Darrin joked. "I don't think you can teach monkeys to use the toilet."
"Jeez! You would go for the nasty comment!" Adam laughed. "How are we gonna civilize you?"
"Don't change anything about him," Rob shook his head. "He's perfect the way he is."
"Eew! You say that now, but wait until you've lived together a few months!" Parker chuckled.
"What? Have my flaws shown up already?" Adam feigned a hurt look. Don't you like picking up my dirty underwear?"
"No, Baby, you're beyond perfection. They have yet to invent a word that describes you?"
"Looks to me like someone's hoping to get lucky tonight," Darrin smirked.
"And I'm planning to make his wish come true," Adam promised as he turned around and grabbed Parker's bulge.
That gesture led to a little friendly grab-ass action. Adam and Parker were still at half-mast when they got out of the water a few minutes later.
That night's menu consisted of small New York strip steaks that had barely thawed out. It was a special treat. Parker had brought along a small bag of charcoal to use under the folding grill from the Baxter's camping equipment. He grilled them as perfectly as he would have over the gas grill on the patio at home. Rob roasted a bunch of mixed veggies in a cast-iron skillet over the wood fire at the same time. Dinner was very tasty!
After cleaning up those pieces of equipment, they got out the pie-makers. With slices of bread, buttered on the outside, and cherry pie filling on the inside, their dessert was a fine finish.
Are we gonna shower and, um, get it on later?" Darrin blushed.
"I don't know about you and Rob, but we are," Adam replied. "However, we should probably wait until our dinner settles."
"True!" Parker agreed.
To while away the time before their later activities, the guys played a game of 20 questions, making sure that the answer involved something suggestive. Then, they played a little truth or dare which made them hornier. Since they'd gone commando after returning from the pond, the evidence of their arousal was obvious.
"How are we gonna get these things down enough to shower in an open area where about anyone can see us?" Parker sighed.
"Think of your Uncle Ralph!" Adam advised.
Parker stood up, and closed his eyes in concentration. His buds could literally see his erection wilting.
"Wow, that's impressive!" Rob gasped.
"We all have our turnoffs! I used to try algebra in my head, but the thought of my uncle can cool me off much faster. Thanks, Adam."
"I hope I didn't kill it for the evening."
"Not a chance!"
Following their evening shower, the guys went back to their tent with great expectations. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, so the moonlight was a good deal brighter than it had been the night before.
The extra light didn't spoil their lovemaking. After last night's events, they felt no embarrassment about being sexually involved in each other's presence. If anything, the heightened illumination boosted their passion, knowing their activities were at least partially visible to their buds.
Tonight, it seemed like everyone was holding back, trying to make the experience last as long as possible. Their moaning was quieter, but almost continuous. Eventually, Darrin whimpered, as much as one can with a mouthful of hard cock. Then he shuddered and released a huge load.
Being on the receiving end, Rob followed suit almost immediately. Their vocal orgasms sent the other pair over the edge quickly too. Again, they all hugged in the exhilaration of the moment. It was spontaneous, without anyone's taking the lead. In the process, traces of cum transferred from one body to another. No one was offended, and no one wiped it off.
They struck camp at a reasonable hour after breakfast, and packed the pickup to drive as close to their "secret spot" as possible. They made their lunches and put them, along with their towels, in their backpacks so they could bike and hike the distance that remained after the main road became too narrow for the pickup to traverse.
Eventually, they made it to the arroyo. Once inside, they placed a few branches across the entrance to give them ample warning if anyone else should happen upon their hideaway.
With that accomplished, they spread out their towels on a fairly smooth, grassy spot and stripped. Slathering their partner's body with lotion, they lay down to soak up the rays.
Each of them fell asleep for a short time in the sun. They all had pleasant dreams, which none could remember upon awakening, but they felt a sense of peace.
After eating their lunches, they reluctantly packed up to go back to the pickup, and then to home.
It had been a wonderful weekend, and one they'd not soon forget.
On Monday, after checking with Carl Novotny to see if he would be violating the no-contact order against Adam's grandparents if he contacted them, Parker decided to pay the elder Baxter couple a visit. The lawyer had assured him that the order specified Adam, but not him, so it was legal to do.
"Oh, it's you!" Cynthia Baxter sneered, seeing Parker on her doorstep. "if you think you can sweet-talk me into dropping the claim against the house you boys are living in, you've got another think coming! I'll turn you all out on the street when I'm done."
"I'm here to enlighten you about the extent of your family tree. Then I'll leave it up to you on how you want to proceed with the suit. You have another grandson that you didn't know about, and he's living with us in that house."
With only that introduction, he handed her the article he'd written about two brothers discovering their relationship after being distant acquaintances for many years. He held back the piece of evidence until after her outburst.
"This is vicious, preposterous, and outrageous! If you make this public, I'll have yet another law suit to pursue; one for slander!"
"I agree that it's an outrageous thing your son did, but it isn't slanderous to tell people about because it's completely true and I have proof," he smiled benignly.
"Our son could NEVER have fathered a child out of wedlock. He was a fine, upstanding pillar of the community, and I'll not have you tarnish his memory or drag the Baxter name through the mud!"
"Whatever..., I have the DNA report from the university lab which proves unequivocally that Adam and Rob have the same father. It's all here," he handed her the evidence.
"This can't be true!" she shrieked as she tore the paper in two.
"Have fun with that. Make it into a pile of confetti if you like. It's not the original, and I have plenty of other copies. You may scream, throw a tantrum, or whatever you wish to do, but it won't change the facts. I'd love you to take me to court so that the case will get a lot of news coverage without my having to do anything. Probably some innocent people could be hurt, but hey, there's often collateral damage in a war."
"You can't make this public! I won't let you!"
"There is literally no way you can prevent me from doing it. I have no intension of blackmailing you with it, but you might consider what you could do to curry my favor. Here's my lawyer's card. He's the same one who handled Adam's inheritance, so you probably have his number already.
"Good day."
If looks could kill, Parker would have expired immediately, right there on the front step. Instead, he turned and smiled again before returning to his car.
He was still grinning when he returned home.
"Well, how did it go?"
"You can listen for yourself; I recorded the whole interview with the, um, `lovely lady' so that she can't put words into my mouth that were never said."
"This is just too good!" Adam exclaimed after hearing the whole thing. I can practically see the veins standing out on her forehead and her blood pressure going off the chart! I know she'll stew for a while, but I'll bet she'll admit defeat in a few days and drop the claim against the house in the hope that you'll keep quiet about my father's other son. In a strange way, I'm indebted to her for blocking the sale of this place. If she hadn't tried to screw me over, I'd have sold it and we wouldn't be living here now. Ah, I guess God does move in mysterious ways..."
I heard from the following this week: Ott H, GCD, JLF, Walt Sz, Charles G, Geoff S, Skip M, Tom A, Wayne, Steve C, Tim W, Walt S, Bill K, Neal H, Mendy D, John L, Mark, Tony C, John D, Frank K, Zero M, JDK and husband, Jeremy R, Jim W, J Michael S, Paul R, Tony, and Paul F.
Thanks everyone. I appreciate your words of encouragement and the hot pictures!
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David