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Hard As Nails: Ch 3: Catching Up
"Dad, Pops is putting the pedal to the metal. We've lost sight of him already and we're not even on the 408 yet! Can't you at least try to catch up with him?" Fifth moaned from the seat directly behind his father in the Escalade.
"Stick your thumb in your mouth Fifth and suck on it," Clay growled.
"I'm no baby!" the teen retorted.
"Then stop acting like one," Clay ordered.
"Dad's right Fifth. You know Pops has a lead foot when he's driving the RAM. Anyway, Dad, I was just thinking," Vic began, "that everyone in here is middle-aged."
"How do you figure that Vic?" Clay responded.
"Well, Pops is the oldest in our family and Gunnar is the youngest. We're all in the Middle Ages." Vic roared with laughter at her joke. Her father rolled his eyes and there were general groans from the rest of her siblings.
"How come Gunnar got to go with Pops?" Erik asked. "We usually draw straws for shotgun in the truck."
"Alex's right Dad how come Gunnar got shotgun?" AJ joined in the questioning.
"I bet Pops had to have a talk with him about something," Gitte chimed in. "Maybe it's a continuation of last night's talk in the study."
"Give it a rest guys," Fifth urged. "I've been on the receiving end of several of those talks and needed additional time to be talked at - I mean to. Gunnar is a captive audience for two and half hours."
"Dad, you haven't answered us," AJ noted.
"And I don't intend to. I suggest you listen to Fifth." They rode in silence for a bit as they each listened to their playlists on the phones.
"Dad, do you think Mormar will fix dinner this evening?" Erik asked.
"I'm not sure Alex. Guess it will depend on how Grandpa is doing. Of course, we could all enjoy one of Fifth's creations." Clay chuckled.
"Stew ala sack of flour," Vic added.
"Don't forget the peanut butter and cheese sandwiches," AJ laughed. "Or his version of bacon-wrapped hotdogs."
"They weren't too bad," Birgitte came to her brother's defense.
"Rub it in now guys. Rub it in. I got broad shoulders I can take the criticism. Remember when I cook it's because no one else would."
Vic exclaimed, "Oh my God, we didn't cover the suitcases in the truck bed! I hope Pops doesn't lose my luggage!"
Gitte laughed, "You had enough suitcases crammed in the truck bed I don't think Hercules could pull them apart."
Vic turned around and stuck her tongue out at her sister. Clay caught her act in his peripheral vision.
"Put your tongue back in your mouth before a bird shits on its Victoria."
"Yes, Dad. Sorry, Dad. Sorry Birgitte"
"How much longer dad?" AJ queried.
"Andrew Joseph Reed! We just got on the frigging 408. Depending on traffic we've got two and half hours to go. Y'all do me a favor and let me drive. Put on your playlists and listen to them or read a book. I'll make sure you will have plenty to do once we get home."
"OK Dad," Erik whispered. "But we just left our home."
Clay pulled onto the side of the road and stopped. He put the car in park and turned on the flashers. He turned in his seat as five pairs of eyes stared wide-eyed at him expecting an explosion.
In a rather soft voice Clay began, "Alex, AJ, Fifth, Gitte, Vic, I never thought I'd be called upon to take up the family business this soon. I thought I'd have at least five more years. We have had a lovely life in the house we just left. We're going to have a lovely life in the house we are going to move into today. The main reason it will be lovely is that we are a family. Where our family is, so is our home. Now with y'all's permission, I want to try to catch up with Pops."
Clay returned to driving and his children relaxed listening to their music.
Two hours later Alex got a text from Gunnar. "We're in Arcadia. How far behind us are you?"
"Dad, Gun wants t to know how far behind we are. They are in Arcadia."
"Are they at the house already? "We're 30 to 40 minutes out."
Erik relayed the info to his brother. A few moments later he got a reply. "Pops wants to know if we want to me at Mormor and Grandpa's house so we all arrive together at the new place together or should he just go and start unpacking?" "Alright troops, house or grandparents?"
There was a chorus of "grandparents" in the vehicle.
"There's the answer Alex. Please send it."
Erik sent the message and got Gunner's usual "KKG" response.
In Arcadia, Clay turned off route 769 onto SW Lipe Road. As they passed the entrance to their ranch Gunnar yelled, "Pops, did you see the sign?"
"What sign Gunnar?" he fought hard to suppress grinning.
"Pops it says Oak Haven II! It even looks like the entrance back in Christmas."
"Are you sure you read it right? It was supposed to read Reed Walls Ranch."
"Pops!" Gunnar gave his dad the look and then hit him lightly on the shoulder. You know very well what it says."
"Well see if your siblings agree with you when they get to Grandpa and Mormor's house." He slowed down and pulled into the next drive on his right. The drive was paved and ran for about 50 yards into pine and oak scrub. A one-story house appeared nestled under giant oaks. It was painted bright yellow with royal blue trim. The door and shutters were painted royal blue. As they pulled up Martha Reed, Mormor, came out the side door.
No sooner had Sean parked the RAM truck than Gunnar was out the door and running into his grandmother's arms. Martha smothered him with kisses and hugs. As Sean walked up, she released Gunnar who ran into the house to see his grandfather. Martha hugged her son-in-law and kissed him as well.
"How was your drive?"
"Uneventful. There wasn't much traffic to delay us. Doesn't look like I lost any of the luggage either. I'm sure Vic will be very happy about that. How's Dad today?"
Martha's expression tensed up. "He's been very agitated today. He's worried the move wouldn't be happening. Your arrival should calm him down." "I best get in there and let him know Clay's on his way."
"Call him Junior to Leon. He's been on a Junior this and that today too."
"I'll try to remember," Sean commented as he held the screen door for Martha to enter the house.
In the family room, Gunnar was talking about the solar panel on the roofs of the three main buildings and the roofs of the walkways connecting the three.
"Mormor what's for lunch?"
"He's a growing boy Martha. We best feed him so he doesn't faint from hunger," Leon laughed.
Sean leaned over and hugged his father-in-law. "How are you doing Dad?"
"Not bad for an old fart with a bum ticker and a leaking brain. I'm feeling even better now that you're here cause Junior won't be far behind."
"You're right about that Dad. We don't get too far apart often. Last I knew he was 30 minutes behind us."
"Leadfoot huh?"
"Guilty as charged." The men laughed as Martha brought in some herbal iced tea for them to drink.
"Gun's helping me fix lunch. We're having Swedish meatballs and Pasta Zero."
"Any chance we could add garlic bread?" Leon asked.
"Leon Clayton Reed III, you're not allowed bread. But I'll butter up a wasa bread for you and throw some garlic powder on it.?
"Thank you, mother." He blew his wife a kiss. Turning to Sean he inquired, "What's the plan of action at the ranch?"
"First, unpack. Second, settle in. Third, go over everything with RJ. Fourth hold a staff meeting and get a feel for them. Fifth, go over the fiscal reports."
"I'm glad you have a plan. I was worried you'd be resentful of having to come here so soon." A tear rolled down Leon's cheek.
"Dad, RJ has done a marvelous job in running the ranch. He's kept Cla -- Junior informed weekly if not more often. Your hard work won't be undone and we'll build on it, We knew we'd be here someday. Someday happens to be today. Junior and I plan on keeping you in the loop so long as you don't fret about how things are going. If you start worrying, then we'll not be able to be fully honest with you. You've survived a double whammy of a heart attack and a stroke. We need to keep you around longer so you can one day see great-grandkids." Sean put his hand on top of Leon's. The screen door banged open."
"We're here everybody!" Fifth bellowed.
Leon Clayton Reed V, you were not born in a barn, and this is not a stadium." Martha grabbed his left ear and boxed it hard. "Now get out that door and come in our house like a gentleman or stay outside and eat with the hogs."
"Sorry Mormor," Fifth managed as he rubbed his ear and headed outside and entered the house again.
Junior wrapped his mother in his arms, lifted her, and swung her around as he kissed her forehead. "I'm really glad to see you, Mom."
"Put me down boy, I got grandchildren to fuss over."
As her feet hit the floor Martha was surrounded by her five grandchildren. After hugs and kisses, she sent them off to see their grandfather.
"Sean, have you cooking Mom?"
"No, Gunnar was hungry so we're working on lunch for the bunch."
"I'm helping Dad. We're microwaving 60 of Mormor's Marvelous Meatballs. They are being paired with Pasta Zero and a salad fresh from the garden. While I'm doing that Mormor is making your favorite." "Mom, you're making snickerdoodles for me?"
"Yes, I am Junior. Now go see your father. He's been waiting."
As Clay entered the family room, his father was finishing handing out tootsie rolls to each of the grandkids. On seeing his son, Leon stood up from his easy chair. He walked over and hugged his oldest boy tightly.
"You're a sight for sore eyes, Junior. I'm mighty glad you're here." Tears started to roll down both Leon's cheeks. Clay started to cry himself.
"I'm glad I'm here too, Dad."
The two men wiped away their tears with their hands.
"Pops, did you see the sign?" Gitte inquired.
"What sign Gitte? I've seen a lot of signs today. There have been stop signs, street names, information signs, billboards, hotels, and gas stations. You must be more precise."
All five of the Reed Walls children glared at their father.
Vic called out, "Gunnar Adonis Reed, your presence is requested in the family room."
Gun entered the room wiping his hand on a dishtowel. "What did I do? I'm making lunch with Mormor."
"Mr. Funny Pops over there won't answer a straight question. Did you see the sign at the ranch?"
Gunnar grinned, "First of all, sister dear, do you expect a gay man to answer a straight question?" A broad smile spread across the teen's face.
Everyone in the room roared with laughter except Vic who physically turned around and glared at her grinning youngest brother.
"But to answer your question, I saw it clear as day, Oak Haven II. But Pops claims not to have seen it."
Vic turned back to her father. "So Pops, you didn't see it but did you know about it?"
Clay walked over to Sean. "To be fair I chose the name. Pops thought it was to be Reed Walls Ranch."
Sean chimed in, "That's what I told you right Gun."
"Yes, that's what you said. But it does say Oak Haven II."
"But if you had looked," Gitte added, you would have seen under the Oak Haven Two in smaller letters Reed Walls Ranch."
A buzzer sounded in the kitchen. "Lunch will be ready soon. Time to wash up," Gunnar announced.
The teens all headed for the main bathroom in the hall.
"Are they always like that?" Leon asked.
"Were the four of us any different?"
Leon chuckled, "Hell no. I can't remember how many times I slapped that table to shut your squabbling up."
"And I'm doing the same damn thing now," Junior laughed as the three men walked into the kitchen to wash up at the sink.
Five minutes later the family had gathered at the big table in the kitchen. Fifth served everyone iced herbal tea. Erik brought the salad and a bowl of freshly diced tomatoes to the table and AJ brought the Pasta Zero. Finally, Gunnar brought over a huge platter of Mormor's Marvelous Meatballs and sat them on the table in front of his grandfather.
"Dad, will you say the blessing today," Junior asked.
Leon nodded and reached for the hands of his son and oldest granddaughter. "Our Father in Heaven, we give thanks for the pleasure of gathering as my son and his husband and their children take up stewardship of our land. We give thanks for this food which was prepared by loving hands. We give thanks for life, the freedom to enjoy it all, and all other blessings. As we partake of this food, we pray for good health and strength to carry on and try to live as You would have us. This we ask in the name of Christ, Our Heavenly Father."
"Amen!" rang around the table.
The adults at the table took two or three of the giant three-inch meatballs. The teenagers devoured the rest as if they hadn't eaten in weeks. Halfway through the meal, the oven buzzer sounded, and Martha excused herself to take the large cookies from the oven. She carefully put one on a paper plate for everyone, Gunnar came and helped serve them.
"Wow this is a day to celebrate," Leon added, "I haven't had a cookie in 6 months!"
"Enjoy it because it may be twelve months before I give you another." Martha laughed as she kissed the top of her husband's head.
As lunch finished the girls cleared the table and did the dishes.
"We best be getting to the ranch," Junior announced. "Let's start the goodbyes."
"No goodbyes today," Martha said. "Father and I are coming to help you move in."
"You don't have to do that Mom," Sean interjected.
"Father and I talked about it this morning. RJ has kept us at arm's length with the remodeling. We both want to see it. Father won't do much more than direct traffic. I can help set up the kitchen or whatever else. Neither of us will do any heavy lifting. You got four boys and your brother to help in that department." She gave Sean and Clay her "That's Final" look.
"Can Vic and I ride with Mormor?" Gitte asked.
"Sure Sean said. Dad, you want to ride with me or Junior?"
"How about I ride with my boy."
"Well, that settles that. Let's get a move on everybody."
Sean and Gunner got into the RAM and headed out, Martha and the girls were not far behind. There was a brief tussle between the three remaining boys as to where their grandfather would sit and who would sit next to him. Clay put an end to that by simply saying, "Five." That was the code word that he was about to lose control. No one wanted to be spanked. The boys settled immediately and got into the van as their grandfather sat beside his son in the front.
Sean slowed and looked at the Oak Haven II sign as they passed under it. RJ had done a great job and the landscaping at the base was red bougainvillea. They drove down the driveway and pulled in front of the main house which was now painted in a beautiful terra cotta color.
RJ was seated on the front steps dressed in hiking boots and running shorts. He had filled out over the years and was in excellent shape. Sean gave this brother-in-law the once over as RJ stood and walked toward the truck. He noted Gunnar was staring at his uncle's body as well and smiled to himself. Sean took the proffered hand and pulled RJ into a hug. Gunnar followed suit as did the girls who had arrived with their grandmother.
"RJ it looks amazing. You've done a tremendous job in supervising the construction and remodeling. And then I can't say enough about how well you've done managing the business."
"What's family for if not to help each other out. I can't wait for you to see the quad."
"What's the quad RJ?" Martha asked.
RJ walked over and hugged his mother and kissed her. "Mom, I thought I shared. We have the main house. Testosterone House is now the Double as it has two bedrooms. The new building has four bedrooms so it's the Quad."
"Yes, yes, I recall now. You had the plans out showing your father and me."
The Escalade entered the front of the driveway then and everyone disembarked.
"Dad, should you be out and about?" RJ asked as he hugged his father.
"Robert Joseph Reed, I want to see all the stuff you've been telling me about."
"OK, Dad," RJ stated as he turned to hug his brother before being overwhelmed by his three nephews who tried to tackle him. He fought them off though and put two of them on the ground by tickling them.
"Well, where do we want to start the tour?" RJ let's start with the main house and see what improvements have been made there," Martha said.
RJ led the way and opened the door. "New owners first."
Sean and Clay walked up the steps to the door. Clay was about to cross the threshold when Sean stopped him. "You're forgetting our tradition."
"In front of kids?"
"Yes." And with that Sean picked up Clay and carried him into the house.
RJ whistled, "Guess we know who wears the pants in this family."
"Uncle RJ, at home we follow house rules. No clothing except at dinner or when we have guests," Gitte informed him.
As they entered the house, they found that their parents were already nude. In the entranceway, everyone else removed their clothes except for Leon.
"I hope you all will excuse me but for medical reasons, I can't join in right now."
"No problem, Dad. Just go with the flow."
"Thanks, Junior."
"Well this looks pretty much the same," Martha commented.
"It is Mom," RJ explained. The paint is called bright buttercream. The stairs were refurbished as was the banister. There is a slip tread on each step now too. Lighting is all LED bulbs and they're controlled from here."
"On the second floor, everything has been remodeled. There are two guest rooms, each with a bathroom. There is also a small library reading area. The master suite runs the width of the house much like Oak Haven only on the second floor." Shall we look?
"Yall go ahead, I'll stay down here," Leon stated.
"Nope, you're coming up too Dad. Sean thought of this one. Come over here Dad."
Leon joined RJ by the closet door for the guests' coats. RJ pushed a button and a soft whirring sound emitted from the closet. When it stopped RJ opened the door to reveal a one-person elevator. "Step in Dad and push the green button."
Leon did so and the elevator started to rise. RJ closed the door and said, "OK everybody upstairs to see Dad come out of the closet."
"Cheap shot bro," Clay punched him in the arm.
"Gotta take them when I can," RJ replied.
Upstairs they found the elevator in the new reading/ library area.
"Did you enjoy your trip Dad?"
"I did indeed. Very smooth ride. Hydraulics?"
"Yes Sir."
The family toured the guest rooms first. Martha commented, "So the bedrooms are a bit smaller than they once were. I can see how the bathrooms used part of the space and then there was plenty of room for the open library area and elevator. I do like the paint choices as well. What is that pink called."
"That's one is named blushing rose. The blue-green paint in the second bedroom is called sea mist. Now let's see where the magic happens." RJ led the way to the Master Suite.
Solid double doors opened into the suite. A black wrought iron bed Sean had designed took center stage. The room wasn't painted but paneled in red cedar. A maroon wing-backed chair was positioned facing the bed. There was also a massage table in the room. The dressing area held an open closet design for their wardrobe, as well as drawers for various other things. The Eduardo Castillo portraits hung in the room as well. Where a window had overlooked the pool, a door now stood. A deck provided a sunning area. The master bath had a roman tub with a separate shower. The commode was in its own closet space, there was a double vanity with raised bowls.
The family moved downstairs and met Leon as he left the elevator. The formal dining room was done over. The original table had been made narrower. This gave more space to the overall looks, Perhaps the biggest change though was to the kitchen. The oak cabinets had been redone into open-faced units to display dishes and glassware. There was a drink cooler and an ice machine in addition to the industrial range and dishwasher. The black countertops were now a rose granite.
Martha commented, "I can't believe it's the same kitchen."
From there they walked out to the Double. It too was now done in terra cotta. The garden beds in the walkway had been redone with roses, gardenias, and camellias. In the double, the colors were lighter once again making the overall look very spacious. The fireplace had been redone as well with the coquina being replaced with slab rock. Vic ran upstairs to the loft and Gitte went into the downstairs bedroom.
"I'm so glad you got rid of that old carpet of Uncle RJ's. It stunk"
"Hey, I worked hard to make that room my own."
"Sure you did Uncle RJ," Fifth said mockingly as he cupped his hand and did a jacking motion at his groin so his brothers could see. "Every day and twice on Sunday." Unfortunately for Fifth both of his fathers did too.
Clay walked over and put his arm around Fifth's shoulders. He whispered into his ear, "Did you know that they make cages which lock up a guy's pennis so he can't get hard or jack off? Keep it up and you'll experience one firsthand until you turn 18."
The boy blanched. His brothers felt bad for him but realized he was breaking rules by talking about sexual matters in mixed company and in making fun of their uncle. They couldn't figure out what their father had said to him though that caused the color to drain from his face. AJ thought he could get it out of him later.
"The quad is next," RJ announced.
The family walked down the newly constructed walkway featuring the same style planter and flowers. It also provided a beautiful view of the family pool with its waterfall feature and hot tub.
The new building was slightly larger than the double. Each bedroom was large and had its own bath. On the second floor, the billiard table was in place in the space between the boys' rooms. Screen porches were incorporated into both upstairs bedrooms. The kitchenette on the first floor was the same size as the one in the Double. The Media room between the bedrooms was huge and equipped with the latest technology.
The tour over the family headed back to the main house. "What do you want me to do first?" Martha asked.
"Take the girls and inventory the panty then go shopping." Sean handed Martha his credit card. You saw this bunch in action at lunchtime. By the time you get back, we will have the suitcases in the right rooms. Perhaps help the girls unpack. Dad, would you mind supervising the boys?" Leon nodded. "Let's do this. RAM truck first."
The old saying, "Many hands make light work," truly applied. Within an hour the suitcases had been offloaded from the Ram Truck to the various bedrooms. Then five of the boxes Sean and Clay had packed in the Escalade were taken up to their room along with their suitcases.
"RJ, do you have time to sit with me in the office please?" Clay asked his brother.
"Of course bro. What's up?"
"I just want to sit and catch up. Just the two of us."
"Well sure. Can I grab a few beers?"
"Just like old times."
After they had gone downstairs, Sean closed and locked the bedroom doors. He walked to a panel the carpenters installed in their dressing area. He pressed the exterior release mechanism and the door popped open revealing a small walk-in closet. He began unpacking some of their leather toys into the new storage space. He had brought various dildos, Clay's HUSH, the fuck machine, the auto-blow, and several vibrating wands. Two sets of sounds, as well as catheters. There were the electro kits as well as the violet wand and a cattle prod. He hung up the various colors of rope. The handcuffs and manacles were hung up along with their keys. Several hoods, restraints, and harnesses went into the play closet. Various lubes, condoms, and gloves were placed on the shelves. Four chastity devices as well as a steel ass lock. When all five boxes were empty Sean closed the door from the inside. The light went out immediately. He then reached for the door hand and the door opened easily from the inside. After making sure the boxes were empty, he took them out onto the new deck and tossed them down onto the lanai. He joined the other two men in the office.
"Let's go for a dip in the pool," Sean suggested. "I'll get myself a beer too." He grabbed a beer and walked out behind RJ. He appreciated how his brother-in-law's hard-ass buns flexed as he walked. The trio walked right into the shallow end of the pool and sat on the newly installed benches in the shallows.
"Pleasant way to cool down and start to relax in our new home," Clay mused. The men took swigs from their cans. Moments later four naked teenage boys whopped and hollered as they dashed from their wing and barreled into the pool,
RJ chugged down the rest of his beer, tossed the empty onto the pool deck, and started a splash fight with his nephews. Clay wasn't far behind as he roughhoused with his brother and sons.
"Hey, Pops isn't playing!" Fifth yelled. Sean immediately became the victim of splashing water from the 6 other guys in the pool. He set his beer down and returned the attack as he tackled Fifth and dunked him under the water. Then he headed for Farm Boy.
He dove under the water and grabbed Clay behind his knees and upended him. As his spouse fell backward Chief grabbed his cock and balls and gave them a good yank. As Clay surfaced, he noticed the wink Sean gave him. He joined his husband and oldest son in targeting the other four,
AJ was the next victim as his father reached him, picked him up, and tossed him effortlessly into the deep end.
Fifth and Sean tackled RJ. Fifth going for his wrists and pulling them backward and Sean going for the knees as he had done with Clay. RJ was tough though. He fought off the first attempts. Then AJ and Clay got involved. Erik and Gunnar tried to defend their uncle, but each got tossed by the former quarterback into the deep end. It was now 6 against one.
RJ put up a valiant battle. In the end, he got dunked by the 6 other guys. Fifth started chanting, "Vic Tor Ree," over and over. As his brothers joined in the chanting Clay and Sean got out of the pool.
"Let's go get another beer RJ," Clay commented.
"Ah not at the moment," RJ replied. Clay and Sean turned and looked at him. RJ was standing in water up to his chest with his hands in front of him.
Clay shook his head, "Really?"
RJ blushed.
"Well, it's not like they haven't seen one hard before. Happens in locker rooms in every school in the land," Sean commented.
Gunnar clued in on the discussion between the adults. His dick grew to a full length and girth immediately. He thought about what Pops had said on the drive down and what he had just said to his uncle, The teen swam over by his uncle, climbed out of the pool, and stood so anyone looking could see his dick was hard as nails. Then he walked over to the towel bar and wrapped a towel around his waist concealing all but the outline of his erection.
His brothers hooted and howled at him until RJ got out of the pool also with his 9-inch prick waving in front of him. He winked at his nephew as he too got a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
Leon came out of the house and watched what was going on. He came over and said to the two towel glad men, "Good thing you got your needles covered before Mother comes home. There's nothing like a little horseplay among healthy men to get the blood flowing in every part of the body."
"I'll get the beers from the house," Junior offered.
RJ stopped him, "No need bro. Remember you had me put a drink fridge here by the pool grill. I keep it stocked. Dad, you want one?"
"Just give me a sip of yours RJ. Mother would hasten my demise if she saw a can in my hand." He laughed.
"And she'd tan my hide if she knew I gave you a can too," RJ admitted as he popped the top and handed it to his father for a sip.
"Your hide looks tanned all over already Uncle RJ," Fifth commented.
"Ah admiring the male form there Fifth. Thank you. But Ma would give my ass an unhealthy red glow."
"Yep you don't want to be on the receiving end of a spanking from Mormor," Clay admitted. We've been there and done that. Just need to buy a tee shirt."
The four teens laughed at their dad's joke. A horn sounded from the front of the house. Three teens and three men hurried to the front to unload groceries.
Gunnar told his grandfather, "Wait her Grandpa. I've got mints in my room." The teen dashed off and returned a few minutes later with two hard peppermint candies. He gave them to his grandfather."
"Thank you, Gun. Your grandmother isn't above tanning my hide either." He laughed and the two walked into the main house together. Inside they found almost every surface in the kitchen covered with bags and boxes. The 6 guys were still unloading the Escalade. "Martha, did you buy out Winn Dixie?"
"Now Father, you know good and well how our four ate. Add two more mouths to that so I just bought a third more of everything from my old shopping list to make sure this place is stocked for the next two weeks."
"Looks more like two months Mother." Leon laughed again.
Martha came over to him and kissed him. "It is so good to hear you laugh again Leon. Have you been drinking?"
"No, I have not been drinking. Unlike my three sons here."
"We don't have any tootsie rolls here Mormor, so I gave Grandpa a couple of my peppermints. Did you know peppermint stimulates brain activity?" Gunnar diverted his grandmother's attention long enough for Leon to move to a chair and sit down.
"Mormor, do we need to break open these packs of pork chops," Vic asked.
Martha hurried over to her granddaughter. "Yes, I'd pull them apart and put wax paper between each Package them in sets of 12. Two each should be sufficient."
RJ gave Gunnar a thumbs up and walked by and kissed his niece on her forehead. "Oh brother mine," RJ began, "Are we having a family dinner tomorrow?"
"It is Sunday and I guess that's a good way to keep the family tradition going. We can have a cookout."
"Ah, not for your first family dinner. Do it right. Cocktails at 4 with dinner at 5 in the dining room. I'll bring wine."
"Not Boone's Farm RJ!" Sean pleaded.
"Tell me what you're having and I'll bring something back from the base. They want me at a meeting there at 1900."
"Mom, did I see a standing rib roast?
"Yes, you did Sean."
There's the main course RJ."
"Great. I've got to run to get over to McDill and back into uniform." RJ made the rounds saying his goodbyes. He asked Gunnar and Vic to walk with him out to his car after he had dressed."
"I have a favor to ask you two," he whispered in a soft voice. The two tens drew closer. Uncle RJ was known for practical jokes in the family. "Tomorrow is a special family dinner for a lot of reasons. You guys moving here. Dad is so much more relaxed with you nearby. And I have a special surprise for everyone. Can you set the table for 12 without raising too much of a hubbub?"
"Shouldn't be a problem," Vic replied.
"She or he has got to be something special to throw them into the midst of the Reed Walls Clan," Gunnar looked at his uncle. RJ gave no hint of a tell. He wouldn't be baited.
"Thank you for your help. See you tomorrow." He hugged and kissed his niece and nephew. He jumped in his Jeep and headed for Tampa.
When the siblings walked back into the house, they heard a discussion about dinner for that evening.
"Come on guys let me cook," Fifth was whining.
"What's your menu before we say yes or no," Vic threw in right away.
Fifth turned and looked at his sister and brother as they returned to the kitchen.
"I'd like to make my new and improved recipe for bacon-wrapped hotdogs. Instead of grilling them, I'll bake them. Instead of hotdogs, I'll use bratwurst. Boston baked beans and an arugula salad with red onion, cucumber, and sliced tomatoes."
Vic smiled, "I think that sounds delicious Fifth. You've put some thought into improving your recipe. Would you like my help?"
Fifth looked at his sister suspiciously, "You'd help me?"
She walked over and kissed his cheek, "Yes little brother, I'd help if you let me."
Sean and Clay exchanged worried glances. Then Clay announced, "Fifth oversees tonight's meal. Vic is assisting, Now let's get this place squared away." He clapped his hands. Everyone sprang into action.
Instead of getting to work, Fifth turned to his grandmother. "Will you and Grandpa be staying for dinner tonight?"
"Not tonight Fifth. Our dinner is in the slow cooker at home. Your meal pan does sound delicious though. Another night when you're cooking." She lowered her voice a bit, "Grandpa hasn't had his afternoon nap either."
"Sean, Clay, your dad and I need to get going," Martha called out.
Leon looked at his wife, "Must we leave now Mother? It's so invigorating to be around all the young ones."
Martha gave her husband of 50 years the look. "Father, you know you have meds to take this afternoon and we're already an hour past when you should have taken them. We'll be back tomorrow and any other day you want to come over now that the construction is done."
"Alright mother, we'll go."
Sean hugged and kissed his in-laws and Clay walked them to their car.
Clay returned to the office to look over the reports from the various departments from the past week.
Sean put towels in their bathroom upstairs and set up the charging stations on both sides of the bed. He hung Clay's team shirts in the hallway of the second floor. Arcadia Bulldogs, Golden Knights, and the Pittsburgh Steelers. He unpacked their suitcases putting everything away, He decided to make made the rounds to check on the kids starting in the Double.
Pops knocked on the door. When no one answered he entered anyway. He noticed the feminine touch as soon as he walked in. Fresh roses sat on the table in a vase. Vanilla bean candles were burning somewhere, and the scent filled the house. "Hello, the House!"
"We're upstairs Pops," Vic called. Sean climbed the stairs to the room he had shared with Clay numerous times. Gitte was helping her sister put up posters and set out trophies and souvenirs from their yearly trips around the United States and Europe.
"Ladies you've made some much-needed improvements to this old house. I loved the bouquet of roses."
"That was me," Gitte smiled at her father's approval.
"And I see the vanilla bean candle burning there must be Vic's contribution."
"Pops you know I love my candles, and before you say it, yes, I know, never leave a candle burning unattended."
Sean smiled at his daughter, "Better a safe chick than a crisp chick." The girls rolled their eyes.
"You know Pops you can be so weird sometimes."
"I love you too Victoria. How's your room coming Gitte?"
All done Pops. You want to see it?"
"If your sister can spare you." Vic nodded and the father and daughter walked downstairs and into RJ's old bolt hole.
The first impression is that they had walked into a garden. There was a potted palm, pothos, a peace lily, and English Ivy. More fresh roses sat on a vase on her desk. Several different types of orchids hung in planters in front of the window, Birgitte's favorite books were displayed above her desk, and everything was neatly displayed. "Where did you get the plants?"
"Well believe it or not you're not the only one who talks with Uncle RJ."
Sean hugged his daughter tightly. "It's really beautiful just like you."
Gitte walked her father to the door, "See you at dinner ladies," Sean called out so Vic would know he was leaving, She came to the railing.
"See you at dinner Pops. I love you."
"I love you two too," Sean reminded them as he left the house and headed for the Quad.
As serene as the Double had been the Quad was as chaotic. Fifth and Erik were playing battling tunes, AJ was plopped in a chair watching a baseball game. Gunnar was nowhere to be seen. Sean stuck his head in Fifth's room. Clothes were strewn everywhere. The teen was tearing through boxes looking for something.
"Did you lose something fifth?"
"Oh Hi Pops. Dad got me a Bulldogs T-shirt and I can't find it."
"I see. I thought you might have been looking for these," Sean commented as he bent down and picked up copies of Penthouse, Hustler, and Men Only from the floor.
Fifth turned scarlet. "I can explain Pops. It's not what it seems."
"I think it's very much what it seems Clayton. I'll sit these here for now. I'll take them with me when I leave. After the wonderful dinner you're preparing for us tonight we'll meet in the library upstairs for a discussion."
"Yes, Pops."
"Oh and get this room in shape." Sean headed out of the room. AJ was intent on the game and wasn't aware that his father was standing beside his chair until Sean sat on him.
"Pops, I'm watching the game," he whined.
"I can see that but put it on the DVR and show me the progress you've made on your room." AJ hit the record button and showed his father to his room. When the door swung open Sean was surprised. The room was immaculate. The full-sized bed was neatly made with hospital corners. His trophies were displayed on a small bookcase. Instead of posters, AJ had some of Birgitte's and Gunnar's paintings.
"AJ you amaze me. It's very well put together. I wish Fifth was as far along as you. His room is..."
"A pigsty. I've offered to help but he doesn't want help."
"Well you've done what a brother can do... made the offer. Thank you. Enjoy your game and see you at 6 for dinner. "
AJ went back to the media room and Sean mounted the steps to Erik's room which was directly above AJ's. The door was closed but vibrating with the sound pulsing from Erik's music. After knocking three times without a response Sean opened the door. Erik was reclined on his bed with a VR headset on while jerking off. His father quietly backed out of the room. He headed for Gunnar's room and knocked.
Gun opened the door and invited his father in. Gunnar's room was surprisingly quiet given the noise from Alex's and Fifth's rooms. He too had numerous plants in his room and on his screened patio. A stick of incense burned in front of a small statue of Adonis they had purchased in Greece three years earlier. Everything appeared to be put away. While his bed wasn't made to military standards like AJ's it was made. His journal lay open on his desk, and he had prints of photographs he had taken of various natural subjects.
"Very impressive Gun. I hope you're happy in this room."
"Pops it's great not having to share a room with the horn dog. Given what he's playing, he's probably watching porn on his headset and jacking off."
"Nothing wrong with a good jacking off session Gunnar."
"It's not the action it's the music. Nine Inch Nails, "I want to fuck you like an animal."
"Should I talk with him?"
"Perhaps suggest he's going to go deaf and the whole house with him."
"I can do that," Sean noted. Just then the music stopped. "And perhaps now is the best time to do it. Good job on your room. You sure got those prints up quickly. Did you hit your fingers with a hammer?"
"Didn't use a hammer. Used 3M tape. Easy on and easy off,"
"Smart. It looks awesome. Love you. See you at 6."
Sean returned to Erik's room and knocked. "Come In," Alex called. "Hi Pops, you need something?"
"Yes, I need to have a chat with my boy. I was here earlier but you didn't answer the knocks on the door."
Alex turned bright red. "Ah, I was busy. Sorry I didn't hear you."
"Erik Alexander Walls, you're probably going to say that a lot in your life. Playing your music at that level when you're masturbating is going to harm your ears. You've got your room now. You don't need to play music so I can hear it in the main house. The next time you masturbate you might want to lock the door unless you want someone else walking in."
"You saw?"
"I did."
"Am I in trouble?
"Not for masturbating. However, we will talk sometime about over-reliance on porn. It tends to make you dependent on it and you stop using your most important sexual organ -- your brain. But I digress. My original purpose was to check on how you are settling in. I want to thank you for switching rooms with AJ. It was important for him to be nearer to Fifth, I know how you and Gunnar get sometimes too. Looks like you've got your room organized though. The bed is not made but then again you just utilized it. I love you and I'll see you at 6. No more "I want to fuck you like an animal."
"OK Pops, no more loud music. I love you."
Sean walked downstairs and into Fifth's room. The magazines were where he had left them and four more had joined the stack, "Is that all of them?" "Yes Sir."
Sean closed the door and sat down on the floor. "Pull up a seat." Fifth sat knee to knee facing his father.
"Fifth I've decided that I will mention to your other father that we've discussed pornography today. I will also tell him I've confiscated the magazines. Do you know why I'm taking them?"
"Because I shouldn't have them.?
"Why?"
"Because they objectify women and I have two sisters."
"Yes, that's true. Yet there is another reason or two."
"I don't know Pops."
"First, it's illegal for a minor to purchase them or have access to them. I trust you bought them in Orlando someplace, so your source is now gone. The other is this is Arcadia, there are some deep-seated beliefs here. You want to be on the football team. There will be resentment that the coach's kid made the team. Sharing a titty rag with another teammate or friend could get you suspended from school and off the team. While I'm sure you wouldn't mind 10 days at home, no more sports ever in high school is quite another.
Fifth's eyes grew large. "I never thought of it that way."
"That's why you have Dad and me to look out for what's best for you Fifth."
"Pops. Why am I so dumb?"
"Clayton Leon Reed V, you are not dumb. You have a different set of priorities. In many ways, you're very much like your Uncle RJ. He got by in high school until he went into the service. Now he's a valuable airman. Yet in high school, he almost flunked out because he was always thinking with his dick instead of his brain."
"Uncle RJ almost flunked out. He's awesome. I thought he was a brain like Dad."
"He is Fifth. Just took him a bit longer to get there. Just like you. Your father and I don't expect you to be perfect. We just want you to try your best. If your best is B or C school grades. OK. What we insist upon is being a good and decent person. Standing up for what is right. Are we asking too much?"
"No Pops. I can do that easily. I'm always competing, trying to be better than everyone else. I just need to be the best version of me."
Sean stood up as did Fifth. The pair hugged and Sean kissed his son on the forehead. "Now get this pigsty cleaned up before Dad sees it later. We'll see you at 6. I look forward to trying out your new recipe." He bumped fists with his son, picked up the porn magazines, and headed back to the house.
He noticed the mosquitos were starting. When he came into the family room, he hit the switch for the bug lights. A blue glow enveloped the lanai. He made his way into the office. Clay sat in his Dad's old chair going over accounts. He looked up as Sean entered.
"What do you have there Chief?"
"Fifth's porn stash."
"Well that little fucker, I'll tan his ass."
"You'll do no such thing this time. I've had a very long and serious discussion with him. He thinks he's dumb. I compared him to RJ. Once he had purpose and direction, he was fine. That's why we need to make sure Fifth has direction as well." He tossed the magazines on the desk. "However, it wouldn't hurt if you mentioned you burned these and what will happen to his ass if he brings another one into the house."
"I'll do that, and I'll ask RJ to share with him what happened when Mom and Dad found his stash." Clay leaned back and stretched. "How's settling in going?"
The Double is well organized, and the ladies of the house have it well under control. The Quad well you know. Fifth has his organizational issues. AJ and Erik switched rooms. AJ's looks like a military rack. Gunnar has his oasis and was burning incense to Adonis. Then we have Alex. He is watching VR porn on his phone while playing Nine Inch Nails at decibels that would cause not only deafness but blindness and several other injuries. It's his go-to music to let Gunnar know to stay out of their room while he gets off, I suggested no more loud music and that he locks his door when he is relieving his tension. The VR porn we'll discuss another time. One battle at a time."
"We are all lucky to have you looking out for us. Do you want to lock the door, Sir? This Farm Boy would like to show you how much he appreciates you,'" Clay said as he got down on his knees and waddled over toward his Chief. Sean closed and locked the door and leaned back against it as Farm Boy approached.
Clayton began by planting big sloppy kisses on his Sir's feet: left, right, and left again. He began caressing Sean's well-formed legs planting little licks and kisses on them as he ever so slowly moved up from ankles to shins to calves to knees. The former quarterback gently put pressure on the insides of his husband's thighs so he would spread them a bit more to give him more access. Sean widened his stance as Clay continue upwards trying to cover every inch of his lover's legs with kisses and little love bites. Finally, he arrived at the sack carrying two very hefty balls. He grabbed the sack with his teeth and pulled at the pliable skin. He heard the slight gasp escape from Sir's lips with the surprise move. He sucked one ball into his mouth and laved it with his tongue. He released it and replaced it with the other testicle. After tonguing it a few moments he sucked in the first one again so that both balls rested in his mouth. He could hear his Sir's breathing heavily. His lips could feel the blood pulsing through Sean's groin. He also felt the hard as nails nine-inch shaft pressing against his forehead. He pulled at the balls again before letting them pop out of his mouth.
Farm Boy reached for Sean's nipples and started teasing them as he started licking the shaft. Teasing the cock until he reached the tender spot just under the head of the glans. His well-trained tongue circled the glans three times before Farm Boy took the cock down to the root. His nose resting in Sean's pubes.
Clay rested a minute enjoying the feel of his lover's cock nestled in his throat. He never got over the feeling of pride he felt in swallowing the massive piece and bringing pleasure to the one he was committed to living with until his dying day.
He felt Sean grab his head and begin to fuck his skull. Clay had been in charge up to that point and now his Dom, his Sir, his Master was taking control. He dropped his hands to his groin and began playing with his sack. Sean fucked away and was obviously in need of his own stress release. Yet he noticed Farm Boy playing with his balls,
Sean brought his left foot over and used his toes to grab Clay's balls and pull them down to the floor. Clay adjusted his body so that he was sitting splayed like a dog with legs on either side of his body. Sean kept the pressure on his husband's balls as he fucked Clay's throat. "Play... with your... Tits... Farm... Boy." Sean ordered.
Clay began rubbing and pinching his nipples. His cock was stretched to its 9-inch limit and puddling precum on the newly tiled floor. Sean suddenly shuddered and unloaded the first of six blasts of man seed down into Farm Boy's waiting gullet. He leaned back against the door breathing heavily.
Clay removed the cock from his mouth and licked it to clean off the remaining cum and spital. He stood up, his prick still hard as nails, and leaned into Sean and kissed him. "Sir permission to cum Sir?"
"Denied... Farm... Boy... I have plans for that for later."
"Sir, yes Sir. I guess I better get a sarong or shorts for dinner."
"Yeah, there is always a reason to dress for dinner."
The two were unaware that their session had been partially witnessed by Gunnar who was out gathering insects for his collection. The teen hurried back to his room and jacked off in his bathroom recalling the full splendor of three adult male cocks at full erection. He also had witnessed his dad take Pop's cock down his throat in one fluid sweep.
At six o'clock the family gathered for dinner in the kitchen. Fifth served his new recipe of bratwurst wrapped in bacon with a side of Boston Baked Beans. Vic had prepared the garden salad as well as a surprise chocolate dessert with a fresh raspberry layer on the bottom, and rich and creamy chocolate pudding on top.
Sean, as the oldest member of the family present, led the blessing before the meal. "For this home in a world where many lack shelter; For food in a world where many walk in hunger; For faith in a world where many walk in fear; For friends in a world where many walk alone; We give you thanks, O Lord. Amen."
"Amens," sounded around the table.
The salad was passed first, followed by the baked beans, and finally the brats. First watched for his family's reaction to his efforts.
AJ was the first to comment, "Bro these are awesome!"
"He did a great job in the kitchen," Vic commented. "He had a plan for the meal and stuck with it."
"Vic made us a delicious dessert. Just wait till you taste it!" First stated excitedly.
After dinner was over the rest of the family cleared the table. Sean announced, "I want everyone to gather in the family room at 7:30 for a meeting." The teens all nodded their heads.
At 7:30 Sean walked into the family room and took a seat. "I wanted to take a moment tonight, as we finish this very important day, to thank each of you for being such troopers. Dad told me about his speech in the Escalade coming down here. I want to second what he said. No matter where we are, we are family. Now some safety rules. The bug buster lights are on so if you want to swim it's OK. When the last person in each wing goes to bed check to make sure the doors are locked. You all remember the code for the electronic locks. The intercom works between all three buildings. No candles burning at night." He looked at Vic. "Turn off electronics when you go to bed including your iPhone. No loud music." Sean looked at Alex and Fifth. Tomorrow, we host our first family dinner. Does anyone else want to add anything?"
Clay spoke up, "I do. We have always been a clothing-optional family. However, try to keep your sarongs or towels close by. Monday through Friday workers will be coming by the house to see me or Sean. Just be aware of who is around. We're also new in town so people will be checking us out. Now for more news that even Pops doesn't know." Clay looked around the room.
My Mom called me just before dinner. She was shocked by the price of eggs. She's gifting us 12 hens and a rooster so we can gather our own. So we'll be building a chicken coop and run to replace the one that was torn down to build the Quad." Six sets of eyes stared at him in horror. "It's a family deal. You had no problem eating eggs here before. Where did you think they came from?"
"Publix or Winn Dixie," AJ quipped.
Tomorrow, I've decided to take Gunnar with me to survey the ranch. I'm starting with the youngest and each day I'll move up one. By next weekend all of you would have had the grand tour with me.
"I have something I'd like to ask everyone," Alex stated. All eyes turned toward him. He stood to speak. "I am Erik Alexander Walls." When our great grandparents were still alive it was the tradition to call us by our middle names. It can be confusing, especially since I share Papu's name. Starting to make new friends here, I prefer to just be called Erik."
"Erik it is then," Sean confirmed. "Though when we're around family in Orlando be prepared to be Alex again." Erik nodded his understanding.
"I think all other house rules remain in effect. If you think something needs changing in our new abode let Dad or me know. Anyone else? Then sleep well and we'll see you for wonder in for breakfast. I think 8 AM works." With that, the teens retired to their respective wings of the ranch. Sean locked the doors to the main house and walked up the stairs to the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom, Farm Boy knelt with his hands clasped behind his head. His leather collar grasped in his mouth. Sean locked the doors.
Chief secured the collar around his husband's neck and locked it in place. Grabbing the collar he led Farm Boy to the bed." Spread Eagle face up," Sean ordered. Clay got into position.
Chief pressed the release on the toy closet and retrieved the rope. He secured Farm Boy's writs to the steel frame of the specially built bondage bed. Next, he worked on his thighs, and upper shin. Once the knots were tied, he ran the ropes through the headboard and pulled clay's legs back and apart giving him access to his cock, balls, perineum, and asshole.
Chief sat down in the leather chair to admire his handiwork. "Did you know Farm Boy that your little rosebud is just as pink today as the day I first fucked it? It is beautiful."
"Sir, no Sir, I don't look at my hole, Sir."
"It's a sight to behold boy, it's so delicious looking I think I'm going to munch on it for a while." Chief jumped up on the bed and put a few pillows under Clay's rump making it easier for him to rim the delicate pink skin around the anus.
Farm Boy moaned as he felt Chief kiss his hole before licking at it and around it. He giggle slightly as San took little nibbles around the hole. And he moaned more loudly as he felt his lover's tongue probe into his body.
Chief was also working his boy's egg sack. He palmed and rolled the giant balls back and forth squeezing them with different intensities to increase Farm Boy's moans. Every so often he would reach up and pull back on the foreskin until he had it retracted from the glans. Boy juice was pouring from the slit. Sean teased at the head rubbing the precum around the glans over and over. Clayton was bucking his hips now. He couldn't decide if he wanted to be rimmed, sucked, jacked, or fucked. All he knew is that he needed release. Sean inserted two fingers into the hole and rubbed on the prostate nestled there. Clay hollered, "Fuck me, Sir! I need your cock in me, Sir! Please, Sir!"
"Are you sure Farm Boy? I was willing to eat your sweet ass for another hour or so."
"Oh, God. No fuck me, Sir! I need to feel you inside me. I need you to plow your Farm Boy and plant your man seed deep in my hole. Fuck me!"
Sean adjusted his angle and positioned his cock at the entrance to Clay's asshole. Then he slowly inched into the hole. Farm Boy bucked his hips trying to take more of the invading prick into his body. Yet the way he was tied he couldn't force the cock in faster.
Sean took five full minutes to move his cock into his husband's body. Then he went absolutely still. He rubbed Clay's glans. He pinched the egg-sized balls. He reached up and massaged and pinched Clay's nipples. Farm Boy was panting now. Just as he started to please for Chief to fuck him, Sean started his fucking action. He rode Farm Boy's ass like a bucking bronco. He bit the insteps of each of his boy's feet. He leaned over the body to nip and suck on Reed's nipples and finally swap spit with him in a passionate French kiss.
"Fuck me harder Sir! Go deeper Sir! Oh yeah, hit that love button, Sir. H yeah, Make me your bitch Sir. I'm not complete unless you're in me somewhere Sir. My ass my mouth. Fuckkkkkk..I'm... going... to...cum..... a volley of 4 loads shot from the 9-inch spear between his legs. It landed mostly on his chest but one of two pieces of the cum had flown up onto Clayton's face.
Sean was close. Clay's orgasm tensed his ass muscles and tightened their grip on Chief's cock. With a shout of pure happiness, Sean unloaded 5 loads deep into Clay's hole.
Sean pulled out of his lover's ass and straddled his chest instead. "Clean it up, boy."
"Yes Sir, this bitch boy faggot will happily clean up my ass juices and you cum from your beautiful cock. Farm Boy tongued the proffered cock until it was spotless. Sean pulled the release rope and freed one of Clay's hands. "Get yourself lose boy," Sean ordered before he got off the bed and headed to the bathroom.
Sean found Clay putting away the ropes from their session when he came out of the bathroom. The couple crawled into bed and turned off the lights.
Night came and morning followed the first day.