Havel House, Chapter 5
Rhett's reaction to Ashton's room was much like Ashton's. He'd felt at home there even while helping to get Ashton settled, but now the sense of belonging was even stronger as they shared the bed.
When the light was turned off and their eyes adjusted to the darkness, they were startled by the overhead view. It was as if the roof had floated away and they were looking at the heavens. Though the stars and planets seemed distant and dim, it was like a map of the sky. It was easy to pick out the big dipper and the north star. There was also a crescent moon.
"Wow, is this magic or is there a logical explanation?" Ashton wondered aloud. "When I was 11 and really into space movies like Star Wars, my mom covered the ceiling in my bedroom with glow-in-the-dark stickers of stars and stuff. They were like symbolic stars with five points. These are more realistic. I wonder how they were made."
"In the days of Anton Havel, they probably used some kind of radium paint." Rhett said. "I read up on it on Wikipedia for a science project last year. I don't know if it would still work after, like, 80 or 90 years. I do know the radium was dangerous! Factory workers who painted clock dials got sick from it."
"Hmm... Maybe I'm a fool for choosing this room. I don't want to die from old paint! We need to investigate more tomorrow. In the meantime, could I interest you in something that isn't dangerous to our health as long as we don't mess around with anyone but each other?"
"Maybe. Kissing under a sky full of stars is supposed to be romantic."
It was magical. Their kissing quickly turned to petting and led to very intense orgasms. Each felt totally fulfilled.
Carson had sent a text to his brother to coordinate their efforts for breakfast and the teens converged on the kitchen at the same time in the morning. It didn't take them long to have things ready. The appliances were older than the boys were used to, but they quickly adapted. Carson thought that a new glass-top range should be one of their first purchases for the house.
Kathryn and William came into the breakfast room in answer to their summons just as the food was being dished up.
"This is a treat usually reserved for Mothers' Day," Kathryn observed. "I could get used to it every day!"
"Don't get your hopes up," Carson grinned. "This is in honor of Fathers' Day which we missed yesterday."
"Whatever, it's a great way to start the week," William said. "I need to meet with the people at Collins over lunch, and this will set me up to be my best. As long as I have two loving sons, it's always Fathers' Day for me!"
After the kitchen was set to right, Rhett went across the street to get his riding mower and Ashton followed, bringing Rhett's self-propelled one to do the trimming. Since the grass had gotten too long because of the rain delay, they had to use the baggers. It added quite a bit of extra time due to frequently dumping them in the "yardy" for recycling.
Carson helped out by raking up whatever the catchers missed. By around 10:30, they had the yard looking respectable.
Using a tall stepladder Ashton had found in the garage, the boys got a closer look at the ceiling in Ashton's room. Rhett speculated that the top layer of paint used for the heavenly bodies wasn't nearly as old as the original. It looked as though the whole ceiling had been sealed with a clear coat which had a satin finish and new, more modern paint applied in the same spots. He pointed out places where the new stuff was slightly off-register with the old. He said only an expert could say for sure.
Ashton was satisfied that the room wasn't likely to be hazardous and decided to keep it as his for the time being. When Mom made up her mind about redecorating some of the other rooms, they could have the painter inspect it to see if his analysis validated Rhett's guess.
Monday marked the first night in well over a week that Ashton spent alone. He had shared Rhett's room, and sometimes his bed while his parents and brother were in Florida. At least, Rhett and Ashton had enjoyed his queen-sized accommodations last night -- especially being skin to skin. While he missed his new boyfriend's presence, he knew that they couldn't sleep together all the time. That wasn't a realistic expectation for two teenagers who'd only recently met. He'd have to content himself with sleeping nude and fantasizing.
Lying on his back looking at the glowing stars on the ceiling, he sensed that an astronomer might be able to tell the season represented, if not the actual date. He wondered how he might access the information. There must be star-charts online that could answer his questions.
The longer he stared at the ceiling, the more he became drawn into it. It was like being hypnotized. He had the sensation of floating in space. To make sure he wasn't actually levitating, he reached out to touch something solid. Coming in contact with the pillow Rhett had used the previous night, he hugged it to his body. A sense of calm permeated his being, as if Rhett were there.
Through the night, Ashton had a number of unusual dreams. In the morning, he couldn't remember details but he was left with a vague sense of unrest.
Figuring that their parents probably wouldn't go for the idea of having them share sleeping quarters all the time, the teens planned activities they could do together. Swimming, biking, and disc golf would keep them occupied around mowing jobs. And there might also be other tasks around Havel House that needed doing.
William was interested in having the flower beds redone to beautify the front of the property. He consulted with the people at Culver's nursery about designs. They came up with some options that the family liked, and the company would do the hard labor in creating them. The boys would have the job of weeding and maintaining but not much of the initial work.
Next William got estimates from lawn services. He would keep the boys for mowing, but since Rhett was a minor, and not licensed to spray the weed-killing chemicals, that would be left to the professionals.
Rhett did have his learners' permit so he could practice driving, and Ashton chomped at the bit to obtain his as well. When Carson went to get his Iowa license, he took Ashton along so he could pick up a learning manual and see what the process would entail. Carson had gone to a good driving school in Florida, so he had no problem passing the test.
Carson was proud to be the first in his family to have made the switch. He thought it made him appear very responsible and mature. That can never hurt when it comes to wanting to be treated like an adult!
A few days later, Ashton got his dad to drive him to the DMV so he could take the written test for his learners' permit. He had to have a parent along to verify his date of birth and residence. While William was there, he obtained his Iowa license as well. He might not have done it as quickly had not his younger son pushed him to get there.
Of course, Ashton drove them home. William had already given him some practice behind the wheel in the parking lot of a deserted mall back in Florida.
When Rhett and Ashton made the big announcement to the families that they were dating, no one was mildly surprised. A little later, their fathers took them aside to discuss safe sex, and both boys tried not to roll their eyes. Having had sex education in school and having been on the Internet, they knew as much about the subject as their sires, and possibly more, where same-sex relationships were involved. However, they had enough sense not to point that out. They hoped to keep in good stead with their parents so they might be granted some degree of freedom in their relationship, and that is what happened.
Their parents all agreed that it would be okay for the boys to sleep together one or two nights on weekends during the rest of the summer. They could alternate between houses as they wished. As far as the school year was concerned, that would be a wait-and-see proposition.
The boys were pleased, and they vowed to do their best not to give their parents any reason to change their minds.
The following weekend, Rhett and Ashton again chose to have their sleepover at Havel House. Ashton's large bed was a major attraction, but in addition, they both felt "drawn" to the room. Ashton had mentioned it first, and Rhett had admitted to a similar sensation once the subject had been brought up. Initially, he'd been afraid that Ashton might think him weird.
Having checked a calendar which showed the phases of the moon, the boys had noticed there would be a crescent moon that night which resembled the one on the ceiling of Ashton's bedroom. When it got dark enough outside, they strolled, hand-in-hand, in the backyard toward the wooded area. They had brought along an old blanket in case the ground was damp. Spreading it out, they lay on their backs, trying to orient their bodies to the same position under the real stars as they were under the painted ones when lying in Ashton's bed. After a few adjustments, they agreed that it was close.
"Wow see where the Big Dipper is in relation to the moon. It's almost identical to what the painting looks like!" Rhett exclaimed. "Do you think your ceiling represents a night in June?"
"I wouldn't be surprised."
"Our phones probably won't take a very good photo," Rhett said.
"No, but Dad's fancy camera could. Let's go see if he'll let us use it."
William encouraged the boys' interest and gladly lent his camera. The teens got several good pictures which they could transfer to Ashton's laptop.
After getting the shots they wanted, their attention turned toward each other. Kissing led to petting, and things were heating up.
"Um, I've gotta pee," Ashton complained. "I won't be able to get off because I'm afraid I'll wet my pants. I shouldn't have had that pop awhile ago. I guess we'll have to go in."
"The woods might not be huge but there'd plenty of trees to water," Rhett snickered. "What do you think I do when I'm mowing and the urge hits me?"
Taking Ashton's hand, he led them a few feet into the trees. Both pulled down their shorts and briefs to relieve themselves. When they were finished, Rhett reached over to shake the last drops from Ashton's dick. Ashton returned the favor and soon they were harder than they'd been earlier on the blanket.
In that well-screened location, they began to hump against one another. Aided by sensuous kissing, their sap rose quickly.
"I'm gonna cum!" Ashton gasped.
They pulled apart just in time to spare their clothing from being soaked as they pumped each other to an awesome climax. Both were shaking when they finished.
Their kissing continued as they cooled down. Had they been acquainted longer; they probably would have used their tongues to clean up the residue on their dicks.
Carson's voice calling from the yard brought them back to reality abruptly.
"Dad's making popcorn and you're supposed to come in if you want some. Where are you guys anyway?"
"At the edge of the woods," Ashton answered.
"Are you throwing wood back there?" Carson chuckled.
"Not now!"
"I hope I didn't spoil your moment."
"Nope, we're fine."
Comparing their photos to the painting of the ceiling, they guys found a close correlation. They reasoned that this decoration might have been made from a map of the stars in the month of June. Of course, it would be difficult to know for sure. Heavenly bodies were in motion, so their position might have been different a hundred years ago, or whenever the project had been undertaken. At least, it gave them the satisfaction of doing a kind of science project out of curiosity as opposed to its being assigned for a class.
Before going to bed, they shared a shower to remove the traces of jizz from their bodies. Naturally, in the process, they boned up again. They agreed to wait until they were in bed to do anything about their rising problem.
Holding hands in bed, they spent several minutes gazing at the ceiling. They had drawn the heavy drapes and covered all electronic devices that gave off any light. The dark atmosphere made the details more apparent.
"It's almost like being outside," Rhett observed.
"Yeah, we're naked under the sky."
Instead of continuing their conversation, they kissed. Nothing in their environment distracted them from achieving another orgasm. This one was equal in volume and intensity to what they'd done in the woods.
Mopping up the evidence with a towel Ashton had brought for that purpose, he snuggled against Rhett's back and they soon entered dreamland.
As he had on Monday night, Ashton seemed to dream the whole night through. His visions were colorful and detailed. When he woke up for a few seconds in the wee hours, he hoped he would be able to remember them.
If his movements were any indication, Rhett was having a similar experience. Ashton wanted to talk to him, but he also wanted to get back into his dream. The latter desire won out.
"Mornin' Stud," Rhett grinned at his rousing bedmate. "I had some really strange dreams last night."
"Can you remember any details?"
"Some. I wish we could preserve them."
"I have an old recorder Dad used in college a long time ago and it still works. Let me dig it out of my sock-drawer.
Moments later, they started to document their visions. Ashton began by saying he saw two lovers below him in the woods. At first, he thought it was an out-of-body experience and he was looking at Rhett and him. However, he soon realized the males were older, possibly in their 30's or 40's. It was difficult to tell because of the old-fashioned clothing.
Rhett was stunned because Ashton's description sounded so much like the vision he'd had. After comparing a number of details, they felt as if they'd both been watching the same movie.
"Those guys both had their foreskins, and they humped together like we did. I heard their moans as they came," Rhett exclaimed.
"Me too," Ashton agreed. "I wonder who they were and what this all means."
"Does it scare you?"
"Nope, it just makes me horny and I'd love to do something about that, but we'd better get dressed and check about breakfast before someone comes looking for us.
Rhett and Ashton didn't do very much in the way of constructive activities on Sunday. It was usually a day of rest in both households. However, they did go riding on one of the trails. It was good exercise and they met a few kids that Rhett knew from school. Ashton was delighted to make a few new acquaintances beyond the ones in jazz band. Coming into a new situation, it never hurt to know more people.
The following weekend, the boys slept in Rhett's room. Neither had any dreams that they remembered in the morning. It made them wonder if something about Havel House was creating the visions. And if that were true, was it an aura or a spirit, or was it the effects of their over-active imaginations? Were they setting themselves up for the experience?
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