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Hard As Nails: Ch 11 -- TGIF
Clay's and Fifth's alarms went off at 5:30 AM. Both began their toilet routines on opposite sides of the house. When Fifth flushed the commode the sound of the rushing water woke Gunnar and Erik. They both walked into the bathroom with their morning wood pointing the way. Fifth was standing in the shower adjusting the water temperature. "Sorry I woke you guys," Fifth commented nonplused by seeing his brothers' erect penises.
"Morning," the twins mumbled as they climbed into the shower. As the warm water hit their bodies, they both released streams of piss which splashed on each other and Fifth.
"You two are gross!"
"Fuck you," Erik stated directing his stream not Fifth's cock. "You peed on us first years ago. You thought it was funny."
"I remember that too, we were playing volleyball and you had to piss and called a timeout for a bathroom break. We sat down to wait for you to come back when you snuck up behind us and peed on our heads!" Gunnar recounted
"And you are complaining about pissing on your junk and legs in a shower!"
"Dad really laid into my ass for that one. I think that was the last time he spanked me. It wasn't the usually three swats it was nine open-hand swats on my bare ass," Fifth recalled rubbing his buttocks as he recalled the punishment. "But I got to get ready to run with Dad so please let me shower."
"I want to run too," Erik told him.
"So do I," Gunnar added. "But I'll shower after working up a sweat." He stepped from the shower toweled off and headed to T2 to dress. Erik followed close behind after emptying the rest of his bladder on Fifth's feet.
Fifth finished his shower, toweled off, and headed to T2 as well to dress and get back to the house to meet his father and brothers.
Clay had gone downstairs and brewed Sean's coffee as he usually did each morning. He brought it back upstairs and placed it on the nightstand before dressing for his morning run. When he came back downstairs, he was surprised to see not only Fifth but Erik and Gunnar waiting for him. "Morning guys," he said as he approached each of his sons, hugged them, and kissed them on the top of their heads. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company this morning," he said in mock formality. "Am I being ambushed for money?" he grinned.
"Dad you can be so silly," Erik replied while softly punching at his father's abs.
"Why should Fifth be the only one who wants to run with you in the mornings?" Gun posited.
"I've been trying to get Pops to join me for 20 years without success, I'm happy to have you along. It's great exercise and if it's a jog and not a race we can even get in some chat time along the way." Clay poured himself a cup of coffee and a small glass of V-8. The three teens each drank a glass of milk. When all were finished the foursome headed out the door for their run.
Gitte was fixing herself breakfast in the kitchen of the Salon. Her period had started overnight, and she didn't want to be bothered putting up with her brothers. She was looking forward to learning to drive a truck tomorrow but was hoping Pops would understand if she spent her time just relaxing in the Salon.
Vic called down from the loft, "Gitte, are you okay? You're up early."
"The monthly monster started this morning."
"Oh. Then mine won't be far behind. We're usually what three days apart?"
"Yeah, three or four. Too bad men don't have to go through this every month."
"Oh yes, their old sperm is reabsorbed by their bodies. We must expel the unused egg and uterine lining."
We should put sanitary napkins on the shopping list."
"You do that, I'm going back to bed."
"My cramps are too bad for me to lay down. So after my toast and jelly, I'm going to sit out here and read."
"If you need me. Call me. Love you."
"Love you too Sissy."
AJ woke to an empty room. "He looked at his watch, 6:57." Wonder why they didn't wake me," he thought. He got out of bed and crept downstairs. No one was around. He spotted the coffee cup, juice glass, and three tumblers on the counter by the sink, "Guess they all decided to join Dad this morning." He pulled out the cereal and milk before getting a bowl and spoon. He finished his breakfast by slicing a banana on top of his corn flakes. Halfway through his bowl of cereal his father and brothers returned.
"Morning AJ," Dad greeted his son with a hug and a kiss on the top of his head.
"Dad, you reek! And you're sweaty!"
"I won't be for long," Clay retorted as he stripped off his trainers before stripping in the kitchen. He walked over to the laundry room and threw his dirty clothes in the washing machine. His three sons followed suit. "Care to join us in the pool?" "I will when I finish my cereal. It's not 7:30 yet so be quiet."
"We won't wake Pops," Gun assured him.
"No we won't, or my ass will be grass" Dad stated seriously. Farm Boy knew his husband lived his life by that 7:30 alarm. The foursome made their way to the pool and walked into the shallow end. They swam back and forth letting the cool water refresh them. AJ joined them.
At 7:30 Sean's alarm sounded, and he woke to his coffee on the nightstand. As he swung his feet to the floor, he noticed the reflection from the pool on the ceiling of the bedroom near the door to the deck. The light pattern appeared to be rippling. Taking his coffee he walked over and opened the door to the deck. He walked out and watched the five naked men swimming back and forth. He stood there sipping and watching them enjoying the water until AJ spotted him, stopped swimming, and waved. Pops waved back and soon the other four were waving and wishing him a good morning. Sean turned and walked back into the bedroom and headed to the toilet. Afterward, he walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Fifth was busy cooking breakfast. Sean walked up and French kissed his husband.
"Get a room," Erik teased.
"Last time I looked this was a room," Pops shot back.
"Good one Pops," AJ laughed.
"We're off schedule a bit today Chief," Farm Boy commented. I had three young men join me on my run this morning.
"No," Sean stated.
"What do you mean, no?" Clay queried.
"I'm not going to run in the mornings"
"Did I say that?"
"No, but I was cutting off the chance you might." He planted another kiss on Clay's mouth and stuck his tongue in and toyed a few minutes with his husband's tongue. As he released the kiss his left-hand grazed Farm Boy's left nipple roughly causing the cock between Clay's legs to jump a bit. Farm Boy blushed.
"Will somebody toast the bread please, bacon's about done and I'm going to start the scrambled eggs. Somebody let the ladies know breakfast is almost ready.
"I'll go," Gun answered and headed for the Salon. He returned a few minutes later. "They won't be joining us this morning. The Monthly Monster has returned."
"On the rag again," AJ smirked.
"Andrew Joseph," Clay and Sean hollered simultaneously.
AJ gulped, "Sorry Dad. Sorry Pops. I need to make sure my mouth checks my brain before engaging, He began setting the table.
"I guess it will be just the four of us painting today," Pops said to the three boys who would be staying home. We're going to do the inside in white and the outside in light yellowish orange with white trim."
"Can I make a suggestion Pops?" AJ raised his hand.
"The Chair recognizes Andrew Reed to make a suggestion," Pops grinned.
"I was looking at pictures of chicken coops online. I saw quite a few that didn't use wire. Instead, they used a screen, like in a pool enclosure. Wouldn't that work for ours too?"
"That is an excellent suggestion AJ. It would cut down on flying insects getting inside and shield the hens from possible predators. Any other comments on AJ's suggestion?"
"Are we going to do it or not," Alex inquired.
"Erik Alexander Walls, are you calling the question?"
"I guess I am Pops."
All in favor of AJ's suggestion say, Aye."
Six "Ayes," rang out around the room.
Sean tapped his spoon on the table and announced, "The Motion carried. After breakfast, the four of us guys will run into Ace Hardware and get the screen to use. Is there anything else we need to pick up in town?"
"Well maybe," Clay began. "I know its tradition that while the other teams are holding tryouts this week and next the Varsity and the Junior Varsity scrimmage against each other. I'm thinking of scrapping that and making it team-building time. We've got the pool here as well as the basket hoop over the one garage bay. We can set up volleyball as well. They can also through some footballs around. Would it be alright if I talk to the other coaches about hosting it here tomorrow? It reduces the risk of the officials citing us for starting practice before other schools in the conference."
"I think it's brilliant Dad," Fifth gushed as he put breakfast plates in front of both of his fathers. We can use the outside kitchen to cook hotdogs and burgers or even pizza and get lots of sodas. We have the powder room here in the kitchen as well as the cabana bathroom and the four baths in T2." He served his three brothers their breakfast before returning to the cooktop to retrieve his own.
"They just need their towels and suits," Sean offered.
"Suits!" Fifth spit out some of his scrambled eggs. "Why can't we skinny dip?"
"First off, I don't need someone telling people they were all out here naked. We just went through what a CFS investigation would be like. Second, I don't need your sisters coming back home and seeing 90 needles flopping around or saluting them."
"Don't worry bro, you'll see plenty of their dicks in the showers after practice and games," AJ teased. Fifth threw a piece of toast at his brother which earned him a clip on the back of his from Clay.'
"Sorry Dad, Pops, AJ," the chastised Fifth mumbled.
"I'll set up a conference call with the other coaches while I am teaching Fifth to drive. We'll let them decide, so I should know for sure by lunchtime." Clay finished his breakfast and put his plate by the sink. He went upstairs to get dressed. Sean followed suit and the four brothers were alone for a few minutes.
"Why did you mention the skinny dipping, Leon?" Erik demanded. "You know we keep our naturist activities on the down low."
Fifth knew Erik was pissed. He only called him by his given name in rare circumstances. "I wasn't thinking, Erik."
Gunnar teased his oldest brother, "Or you wanted everyone to see the Reed Walls boys are all better hung than most of them. "Fifth shot him the look. "Sorry Fifth."
"Everyone will know that by the end of classes on the first day of school," Fifth hissed. "I just think a little nudity helps build the brotherhood bond faster."
"And you have so much experience with that do you?" AJ countered.
"Didn't we all enjoy looking at each other while we jacked off?"
"So you want a mass circle jerk!" AJ glared at his twin giving him the look.
"I didn't say that."
"Sure sounded like it to me," AJ replied.
"Well, it mute. Dad and Pops have put the kibosh on the idea."
Clay appeared in the kitchen in his work clothes. "You're not dressed Fifth. Get your ass in gear!" Fifth washed down the last of his breakfast with a glass of milk and hurried to T2 to get dressed. The three remaining boys cleaned up the table and kitchen before heading to get dressed to go with Pops into town.
Within minutes they were back in the kitchen joining Pops who was looking over some of the paperwork the school had given him the day before. "You guys just missed Fifth trying to back out of the garage. Did you hear the gears stripping? I think he's nervous about today."
"I stripped them a bit too Pops. He'll get the hang of it by the time he leaves the pasture, Erik admitted.
`I'm sure he will. He puts too much pressure on himself being the oldest boy. Each of you is unique. Let's hit the road."
Fifth was indeed getting the hang of driving the stick shift. His father had made a few suggestions and showed him how to feel the clutch while shifting the gears. As they headed for the orange groves Clay pulled at his cell phone and started calling the coaching staff. After he had the other 5 coaches on the call he explained what he wanted to do and why.
"Thanks for taking the time to speak with me this morning. I realize that for the last 15 years y'all have had the tradition of having the Varsity play against the JV team during July. We need to discontinue that practice." Clay listened as several coaches objected. "It's very simple guys, the FHSAA suspended a team in the panhandle last week for starting practice too early. Playing football on our high school field with the six of us present could be construed as a practice. We can't risk it." He resumed listening as the 5 other coaches discussed the situation with each other. "I'm glad you see my point. What I suggest we do instead is some team building. Sean and I are willing to host all 90 players at our house for the next two Saturdays. We've got a huge pool, volleyball court, and basketball hoop. There is a large field where we call all throw the pigskin around a bit." He listened once more for the feedback from the other coaches. "Great, so start the phone chains this morning. All they need to bring is a water bottle, towel, and swimsuit. I've got about 10 footballs here already and 7 or 8 basketballs, and several volleyballs. We're also going to feed the guys -- nothing fancy, burgers and hotdogs." One of the other coaches said something. "Ok if you want to tell them to bring some junk food to share that works for me too. Oh, and I want to pair them up. V with JV like big and little brothers. Maybe we'll do a sack race or the two-by-four race." He stopped to listen again. "Thank you for being understanding and looking out for the teams. The Bulldogs are going to have a damn fine season. See y'all tomorrow." Clay ended the call. "That went better than I thought. We're going to have a packed house tomorrow."
"That's exciting Dad. I better get my bathroom cleaned up when we get home."
"We better get all the bathrooms cleaned up. The Salon will be off limits as will the master bath. So the two upstairs baths and the powder room off the kitchen. The pool bath and the four bathrooms in T2. Then of course there are the trees." He laughed. "Nothing like a little liquid fertilizer."
"Dad has anyone ever told you you're sick," Fifth laughed with his father. The father and son continued their trip around the ranch as Clay filled his oldest boy in on the workings of the various enterprises.
In town, Sean maneuvered the Escalade into a parling spot at Vision Ace Hardware. The 4 guys piled into the store and were greeted by a manager near the entrance. "How can I help you, gentlemen?" Sean explained, "I need to purchase rolls of the screen for our new chicken coop."
"How many rolls are you looking to buy?"
"Depends on how much is on each roll," Sean admitted.
"We keep those back here," the manager motioned for Sean to follow him. The three brothers spread out checking out the various tools and other things available in this Ace Hardware. It was almost as big as the one they frequented back in Orange County.
Erik busied himself looking at various tools while AJ was checking out some of the camo gear. Gunnar was absorbed by the plant lights.
Gunnar heard a slight cough followed by, "Hello Sir." He turned around to come face to face with Bill Martin.
"Hello, Bill," Glad to see you today. We're picking up a few things for our chicken coop today."
"I'm buying a new blade for our lawn mower. The damn thing hit something in the high grass back by my Pa's shed and broke. Pa expects the grass cut today so I can be with the team for tomorrow's game." He dropped his voice to a whisper, "I've been following your orders, Sir. It has been hard to not jack off. Even when I take a piss, just pulling it out of my shorts I spring a hardon," Bill admitted shamefaced.
Gunnar smiled wickedly at his sub. "Well, perhaps I'll give you permission in a day or two or seven." Bill's cell phone rang, and the tight end answered it immediately. While he talked Gunnar took the time to eye the junior's body up and down. He was dressed in red running shorts and wore a white wifebeater trimmed in green. He wore no socks but did have a scuffed-up pair of tennis shoes on his feet which Gunnar guessed to be about a size 10 or 11. He was wide-shouldered, and his chest tapered to his waist. His ass was being caressed by the satiny material of the running shorts and the teen's six-and-a-half-inch cock was clearly outlined in the front. His jet-black hair was not combed as it had been o the previous two times the teens had met, but the rainbow colors were still clearly visible. As Gunnar turned his attention to Bill's face and his dark brown eyes, the tight end glanced in directions and smiled. Gun blushed having been caught giving his first sub the once over. Bill smiled at the freshman as he listened to the instructions being given him by one of his teammates. The call ended and Bill returned his attention to Gunnar.
"Seems we're not going to be playing the JV tomorrow. We're gathering at your house for a get-together. We're supposed to bring a swimsuit, towel, and snacks to share."
"That's news to me," Gun admitted. "My dad didn't say anything to us about it this morning. He's teaching Fifth to drive the standard transmission."
"Some high school up in the panhandle got suspended for starting practice too early. They were on the school field and playing varsity squad against the junior varsity squad like we use to do."
"Yeah, Dad would be looking to protect the team for sure. Can you imagine all those seniors not being able to play this year? Scholarships on the line for some and the last time to be a hometown hero."
"Is your father always so intense?"
"Hell no! He's a big kid at heart. However, the rules are the rules. Step out of line and look out!" Gunnar thought about AJ's experience with the Sheriff's Office but said nothing to Bill.
"I guess I'll be seeing more of you tomorrow," Bill shot Gunnar a cheeky grin.
"I doubt it boy, we don't skinny dip around our company." Gunnar turned back to his plant lights not paying attention as the bewildered tight end made his way to the checkout counter.
Sean came across Erik first. "Alex, please round up your brothers and bring them to the checkout counter with whatever y'all want to purchase." Erik selected a small at-home tool kit to keep in his room for minor repairs before searching for his two brothers. Within just a few minutes all three boys arrived at the counter, AJ carrying a camo hat, shirt, and pants. Gunnar had selected a plant light for his room. Sean paid the bill, and they loaded the 10 rolls of the screen into the Escalade with their other purchases and headed for home.
Fifth and Clay were making good time on their tour. Fifth was able to meet all the various forepersons for the various enterprises. Clay was delighted that his son was asking pertinent questions about the operation of each division.
"We're going to finish up early Fifth. We might be able to help Pops and the other guys with that coop."
"Yes Sir, that would be great. Isn't Mormor bringing the chickens tomorrow?"
"That she is Fifth. Ten hens and one rooster. Starting Sunday we can expect a clarion call to wake us. Damn crowing always reached my ears and Mom's coop was roughly where the new one is located."
Fifth laughed. "I can usually sleep through anything Dad."
"We'll see son. We'll see."
When they arrived back at the house, Sean and the boys had finished putting up the screen and nailing the tack strips holding everything into place. They were just getting ready to start painting.
"Could you use a few extra hands?" Farm Boy hollered as he jumped out of the old pickup truck.
"Just as long as it is your hands and not your two left feet," Chief teased his husband.
"Hey, I can dance with the best of them."
"Define them," Chief shot back.
"Present company for sure."
"Oh we're going to have a dance-off tonight," Fifth joked swiveling his hips suggestively. "Wait until you see my dance moves!"
"I can wait forever to not see them," AJ laughed.
"S.A.!" Fifth shot back.
"I'm going to sit and watch the paint job, guys. I suggest one on the inside because it's a tight fit. Two of you on the outside and one on the trim work around the chicken run."
"Okay, Pops," Gunnar called. "I've got the trim."
"AJ and I will do the outside," Alex chimed in.
"Guess I get the interior work," Fifth noted.
"What do I get to do?" Clay inquired.
"You're our go-for. Go for cold drinks for everybody and bring them here," Chief directed his husband.
"Yes Sir. Anything you guys want?"
"Aperol Spritz," Sean replied.
Arnold Palmer unsweet," Gunnar added.
"Same here," Erik announced.
"Coke for me please Dad," AJ stated.
"Root Beer for me, please," Fifth finished the orders. Clay headed off into the house as the four boys got to work.
As Clay was preparing the drinks to carry outside, Gitte entered the kitchen. "Hello, daughter! Feeling any better?" The cheery greeting was met with a look of disdain,
"No, I'm not. Has anyone ever told you you're too cheery sometimes?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. It as you about this time last month and the month before that and the month..."
"Point taken," Gitte held up her hand to stop her father.
"You going to be able to take your driving lesson tomorrow?"
"Is there a king in England?"
"Okay, I hope you feel better. Pops and I are outside at the coop the four boys paint. If you need anything I have my cell on me." He kissed her forehead.
"I appreciate that Dad, Thank you. What are we doing for lunch and dinner?"
"I haven't a clue. I'll ask Pop's what his plans are for the meals and text you."
"Okay," Gitte replied as she grabbed an orange juice from the fridge. Clay carried the drinks outside.
He served his Sir first. "One Aperol Spritz my love."
Sean sipped the drink. "Perfect as always Farm Boy."
Clay walked over to the coop and handed the requested drinks to the 4 boys before returning to Sean's chair and plunking down cross-legged on the ground. He popped the beer tab and took a swig. "That tastes great. I must tell you that so far out of all the boys Fifth showed the most interest in the business today. I think he picked his brothers' brains the last few days. He had some great questions for each operation."
"Really, well maybe it won't just be a solo operation when we retire. Lord knows there are enough rooms here."
"Well, we have 25 years to go before that occurs, Chief. Then we can spend our days traveling and fucking."
"Lol, you bring it all back to sex."
"Hey, you're the one that started sowing your oats as a teen. I was a sophomore in college before I did more than jack off."
"Shush, you want all four boys up in our business. Gunnar wanted all the nitty gritty details as it is. By the way, you need to remember to make time for him after dinner."
"Yes, I know. Oh and Gitte wants to know lunch and dinner plans. She's having a tough period right now."
"I was thinking of sandwiches and macaroni salad for lunch. For dinner how about spaghetti and meatballs?"
"As long as you're cooking it's all good by me."
"You got this covered? I'll go start lunch>"
"Yeah, they're working hard. They want to please Mormor and us."
"Hey Fifth, I finished the trim out here. Would you like some help inside?" Gunnar asked.
"Bro, I'd like the company but it's a tight squeeze in here."
Gunnar entered the coop. "Wow, you have the ceiling done already. How about I start on the wall with the door." He grabbed a clean pan, brush, and roller from outside and returned to help Fifth finish the inside.
"This yellow is kind of bright," Fifth commented. \
"Chickens respond better to brighter colors. Did you see the drawer Uncle RJ put in back there?"
"Yeah, I can't figure it out."
"Chickens roost when they sleep. It's also the only time they take a dump. Guess he learned from cleaning up chicken shit as a kid to find an easier way to clean. Pull it out and hose it off."
"I wonder which one of us will get that duty?"
"You know Dad and Pops, we'll all take turns."
"Did you hear we're hosting the varsity and Junior varsity squads tomorrow?" Fifth inquired. "Yeah, I was talking with Bill Martin at the hardware store when he got the call."
"Dad was awesome selling the other coaches on the idea. It was just like when we have meetings, everyone had a say and the consensus was built."
"Did you expect anything less?"
"No, it's who he is and how he treats others." The two boys returned to painting the interior and finished shortly after Erik and AJ had finished the outside.
"Great work guys," Clay congratulated them. Clean up everything and meet me in the pool for some horseplay before lunch." Clay started taking off his clothes as he walked to the pool. He finished stripping and laid his clothes on one of the chaise lounges before diving in. He had the pool to himself for about 15 minutes before 4 naked teenagers cannonballed him. "So that's the way it's going to be," he hollered as he started splashing the boys. He'd grab one and toss him into the deep end. Then he'd chase down another. They were having such a raucous time that they missed that Sean and the two girls had set the table and that lunch was served.
"Such children," Gitte muttered.
"Boys will be boys," her father countered. "Let's go ahead and eat. Vic will you say the prayer."
"Bless this food to our bodies and us to your service, Amen," Vic stated.
The three piled the sandwiches and macaroni salad on their plates and talked about the impression the girls had formed of the school.
"Vic," Pops began, "you kept referring to things as quaint. What do you mean by that?"
"Well Pops, our previous high school was huge. This school is only half its size. So I guess I meant small, but not in a bad way."
"Do you think you'll fit in?'
"If Dad has a winning season, we'll be the toast of the town. Otherwise, it's guilt by association."
"Wow, that's harsh even for you Vic," Gitte chimed in. "We have to make our own path not relying on being the coach's daughters and sons."
"My tour guide had all sorts of questions about Dad's coaching style when we started the tour. I told him his style has worked for him in college, pro, and high school. If he wanted to know more, I told him to talk to Dad directly. He doesn't bite."
"Actually he does," Gitte laughed pointing at Pops' neck where a hickey was visible."
"I ran into a doorknob," Pops blushed. The two girls laughed which got the boys' attention. Within minutes 5 dripping wet males were at the table filling their plates. "Now that everyone is here, I'll go get the schedules for the next two Saturdays so we can discuss who is trying out for what." He sauntered back into the house. Ten minutes later a nude Sean returned carrying the paperwork from the high school.
"This Saturday from 10 to 12 are tryouts for Cheerleading all squads. Then the following Saturday at the same time is the second round of tryouts. So Vic, Gitte, and AJ you need to be at the gym by 9:45." The three teens nodded their heads. Baseball tryouts are at 10:30 on the field. Alex you will need to bring a glove and it says here to wear a cup. Golf is at 10:30 as well at Arcadia Municipal Golf Course so I'll drop Alex off and then I'll run Gunnar to the golf course. They take a lunch break from 12 to 1. At 1:00 the bowling team will meet and go by bus to the lanes in Wauchula. SO Vic you'll need to eat a quick lunch. You'll be back by 3. Soccer tryouts are at the high school pitch at 1:30 for Gunnar. The same time applies next week for you Vic if you decide against bowling. Gitte the swim team is gathering at the Hiley's for tryouts at 1:30 as well. Did I leave anything out?"
"Pops what about football?" Fifth pouted.
"What about it? You're already on the JV squad."
"Well we're hosting both squads here for team building," Clay announced. Sean eyed his husband. I know you mentioned it this morning. It would have been nice if we had talked more before you issued the invitation?"
"I'm sorry Sean. I just learned this morning a team got suspended for being on the school field too early. I didn't want to see that happen to us. So I made the call."
"How many are we talking about"
"Ninety-six if everyone shows."
"Where are we putting 96 athletes?"
"Ninety players and six coaches. Pool, Field, basketball hoop, and volleyball court."
"The field with the fire ants?"
"I told Seth to mow it and spray it this afternoon and to dump Amdro on any of the nests he finds."
"Well, I'll be busy in town. What time are they going to be here?"
"I've called it from 10 to 2. I am grilling hamburgers and hotdogs. The players are bringing junk food. We'll need to get sodas." Clay was aware he should have talked further with Sean."
"It is what it is. I guess we can host them this once."
"Ah, it will be next week as well."
"Leon Clayton Reed IV, in the future you talk to me. If all the kids get picked up tomorrow, what are they supposed to do next Saturday?" The six teens excused themselves and carried the remains of lunch into the kitchen.
"Socialize. The girls will be in 7th heaven ogling the muscles studs and at least one of our sons will too."
"Be that as it may, did you think of the logistics."
"Yes, I did. The Salon is off limits. The girls can retreat there. We have two guest baths upstairs as well as the powder room off the kitchen, then the four boys each have a bath as well as the pool bath and shower. Then we have trees. "He reached out to take Sean's hand and shot him his puppy dog look.
"When I get home at 3:30. This place better be spotless." He took his husband's hand. "Well, you better go shopping. Ninety-six hamburgers and hot dogs as well as buns and at least 200 sodas. While you're gone, I must finish my letter to Eduardo as well as deal with a client in Boston."
"I love you Chief. I'm sorry I didn't make my plans crystal clear. You usually say, `It's for the team.' So I anticipated you would say the same here."
"You never brought 96 players and coaches to Oak Haven. Tops were 40 or 50. Just don't do it again without a full discussion."
"I promise Sir." Clay and Sean entered the house to see the four boys sitting on the floor of the family room watching ESPN. "Gunnar, I need to go shopping, want to ride along?"
"Sure Dad. Let me throw on some clothes." The teen jumped up and his dick flopped wildly in front of him.
"Can I come too?" Fifth inquired.
"Not this time son. I need some one-on-one time with Gunnar."
"Again?" AJ asked.
Clay shot him the look and AJ returned to watching the game. Clay went upstairs and dressed. When he came back down Gunnar was waiting by the kitchen door.
"They want to know what's up with me and all the one-on-one time I've been getting?"
"Well, it is none of their business. You can tell them as much as you're comfortable with telling or not at all."
The father and son got in the Escalade and headed into town to the Winn Dixie. AS they drove Clay asked, "What's on your mind Gunnar."
The teen swallowed, "Will you be sharing with Pops?"
"Yes, I will. We have no secrets between us when it comes to our children. For example, I know he shut you down hard when you asked about our sex life."
"Yeah, he did. But I'm still going to ask you about how you met and how you were introduced into gay sex and..." he paused, "Dom sub sex."
"Nothing like getting to the point. I was lucky to meet Pops when I did Gunnar. I was doing some reckless shit. I had been at the university for a little over a year and hadn't been laid once. I heard about a men's room in the library that was supposed to be a cruisy place. After my classes one day I headed to the fourth floor and started watching the men's room door. If there was someone I fancied, I'd follow him in. Sadly after about 20 men, I went in by myself and Pops followed me. He locked the door and pushed me up against the stall. Then I went home with him. The rest is history.
"Did he fuck you right away?"
"Let's say that I was introduced none too subtly to Pops' Dom and sub-activities. The details are ours. Now my turn, what's going on with you and Billy?"
"His name is Bill. I've directed him to not call himself Billy again."
"Whoa, there stud. You're telling him what to do?"
"Yes Sir, I am. He ogled me in the restroom at the Grill. Then on the tour..." Gunnar paused. "Let's just say I'm not a virgin anymore."
Clay slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road. "Did he take advantage of you?"
"No Sir, I was hard as nails and took advantage of his talented mouth and tongue. It appears quite a few guys on the team and around town have done so over the past few years. I've told him he's out of business now. His mouth is for me alone or he can find someone else with an 8-inch dick to blow."
"I certainly wasn't expecting this," Clay said pondering his next question.
"Dad, he's the team's fag. All the seniors and juniors have been using him since he went into JV. He's too nice a guy to be used like that by anyone."
"Do you include yourself in that comment?"
"I hadn't thought about it like that."
"Since Bill has been polishing knobs for a few years, I'm going to forbid you to let me suck your dick, at least until you've both been tested for STDs and HIV."
"But Dad..."
"No buts Gun. I'm glad you and Bill like each other. However, I had no idea the team was using him for sex. I'll deal with that tomorrow. Don't worry I'll bring it up about responsibility. We have two pregnant teens at the school so far this summer. One of last year's senior players is the father. Rumor has it the other girl's baby was fathered by a guy on the swim team. I'll do a general, you get caught you're off the team. Anything else?"
"No Dad. I'll learn about the mechanics somewhere else."
"Gunnar Adonis Walls, I'll tell you about the mechanics if that's what you want to hear. You are accomplished already in getting a blow job. Anal intercourse is a whole different thing. First, you must clean out using multiple enemas until the water is running clean. Then you must tease the hole open. Some guys use their fingers and others use their tongues. After the hole has relaxed a bit, you put on your condom. Lube it generously and lube the hole you're about to enter generously as well. There are many positions from doggy style, laying on the side, and then various missionary positions. As you enter go slowly though many first-timers get too excited and ram home. Talk with your partner, and make sure he or she is enjoying it as well. Play with their balls, penis, and nipples. Kiss him. After you climax, stay in place a moment until your dick softens then holding onto the condom pull out. Check for signs of bright red blood. If there is blood get your partner to the ER. If you give a blow job be sure not to scrap the cock in your mouth with your teeth. Decide with your partner in advance if you're going to swallow or get a facial with cum blasting into your face. Is that enough detail?"
"Where does love come into it?"
Clay softened his voice. "That's the strange thing Gunnar. You never know when love is going to rear its head. For me, it was during my first encounter with Pops. It took him a bit longer to feel the same about me. But we got there, and we've had a good marriage."
"How will I know if Bill is the one?"
"Don't rush it. First, he's 2 years older than you. Sex between minors is frowned upon. Once he turns 17 if he has sex with you, he risks jail time.
"I didn't know that."
"There is a lot you don't know. I apologize if I got a bit overboard in my descriptions. I'll try not to overreact again."
"I understand Dad, you are only thinking about what is best for me. Will you share with Pops?"
"No, I think that when we get back, we both sit down and let him know you're not a virgin anymore." With that, he pulled back onto the road and headed to do the shopping.