I Woke Up 12 by M.P. Arsent
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I went to the door and when I opened it Aaron was standing there with shirt and tie.
"So you ready to go carolling?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world,even considering we probably drew Rusty Acres again this year."
"We did but it is only 3 stops for us. Come on in while I jump in the shower and get changed."
"Hmmm to bad I already did."
"There's not time for that anyway."
"Ok boyo the left overs are put away and the kitchen is cleaned. I'll see you the day after."
"Good night Mrs Ohanlon and Merry Christmas to you and yours."
"Thank ye boyo."
Mrs Ohanlon left and I closed the door behind her.
"Do me a favor while I'm showering and go around and check the windows and doors and make sure everything is locked up please?"
"Sure thing Den."
I was in and out of the shower as quickly as possible and in the process of getting dressed.
"Everything is locked except the backdoor. I assume that's how we are getting over to Karls?"
"Yeah just let me get this damn tie on and we can go."
"You never could do that right. Here let me."
It would be the first time that Aaron had been close to me, and I had to admit,I didn't mind at all.
"I know that look Denny and you can forget it. I value my skin to much to cross Karl like that,at least while he is still here."
"He did give me permission,not that I needed it I suppose. We both realize that I have to find out for myself that my feelings for him were real."
"Yeah,well I won't hurt him like that, doing it while he is still around."
"I'll remember that Aaron."
"Come on we have 5 mintues to get over to Karls."
We went out the backdoor,which I was sure to lock, and through the gate and to Karls backdoor. I knocked,and Stan was there to let us in.
"I was just about to send out the hounds."
Once again the tv was on in the kitchen.
"And now our news at 6. Police chief Hanson announced earlier today that the thieves who have been working the north side of town were captured this afternoon thanks to the aid of concerned citizens in the area. These citizens wish to remain unnamed,but they have the thanks of the those on the north side."
Aaron looked at me.
"When was it decided that we go unnamed?"
"Sorry,there wasn't time to ask you. But do you really need to be bothered by everybody and their brother?"
"Well, when you put it like that,I suppose not. I'd never get any work done."
"Karl, you never said anything to us."
"Like Dennis said dad we don't need the recognition. We'd better get on the road hadn't we?"
"Yes we had. We're supposed to be at Carters in a half hour."
We all headed out to the driveway and there sat a 7 passenger van. Stan and Gert in front,Bobby and Alice in the middle and us three guys in back.
Stan went out the drive and soon had us on main roads and to the Carter Center. A gentleman was there to meet us.
"Good of you folks to come see us this year. Everyone is in the recreation room and waiting for you."
We went in and were introduced. Our program lasted a good 45 minutes and those that were gathered were most appreciative.
After about 15 minutes of socializing we went on our way to the Bennet home.
Again those gathered were very glad to have us. Finally we were on our way to Rustic Acres. When we pulled in I could see why Karl called it Rusty Acres. There was a fence around the place that hadn't seen any attention in apparently years. Where the other two stops had been well lit and airy places with apartments for the clients,this place seemed a bit dreary by comparison with assorted bungalows.
"Has it always looked this bad?"
"Sadly yes Dennis,but that makes them no less deserving of our service."
"I would think them a little more deserving."
We would enter the main building and much to Karls apparent dismay,would be descended upon by a group of grannies.
"Oh look at how much you two have grown!"
"You three young men get better looking every year."
And yes there was a certain amount of cheek pinching,both high and low. I couldn't get upset with them. From the looks of things there wasn't a lot of joy around here.
We all gathered in the main hall and we gave our performance. Once we were done we spent more like an hour socializing with these folks. They seemed so,well hungry, for the companionship. Eventually we had to leave,but not before I had made up my mind to do something about the conditions here.
"Those folks deserve better than that don't they Stan?"
"They do Dennis but what can you do?"
"How about I buy the place?"
Stan pulled the van over to the side of the road.
"Dennis you can't be serious."
"Why can't I be serious? I apparently have more money than I will hopefully ever need."
"As much as I don't like to admit it Dannis,those places are a bottomless money pit. The folks at Rustic Acres are there on their medicare payments. I know you have been out of touch,but medicare just doesn't cover what they really need."
"Then there is something basically wrong with the system."
"True enough,but nobody knows how to fix it,especially not Congress."
"Dear,Christmas eve is not the time for this discussion,and I know a couple of children who really do need to get to bed."
"Yes dear. Dennis this discussion is not over."
"Yes sir."
We finally arrived back at Karls house and Stan and Gert got the two kids inside.
"Dad isn't going to talk you out of this is he Denny?"
"Probably not,but I'm going to have to run it past the lawyers anyway and I know they aren't going to like it either,but it's my money."
"I'm going to stay out of this one guys. See you the day after."
Aaron surprised the both of us by leaning in and giving us each a kiss.
"Merry Christmas."
He turned and made is way down the driveway and Karl and I entered the house.
"Well I think we had all better get some sleep. I figure Bobbie and Alice will have us up at about 6am. Good night boys."
Karl would lead me to his bedroom with his queen sized bed.
"I don't suppose you remember our rule do you?"
"What rule is that?"
"Whose ever house it is gets to call the shots."
"Sounds fair enough to me."
Karl made sure his door was locked and we both striped down. I moved into Karls arms and surrendered myself to him.
The caressing and kissing went on for several minutes before Karl lead me to his bed. He laid me down and then moved in over me. He kissed his way down my body until he came to my ridged member. Karl quickly shifted his body around until we were in a "69". I pulled his cock into my mouth even as he took me into the warmth of his own
We worked each other in a steady rythmn, my hands carressing along his back. It wouldn't be so very long before I felt my cum starting to rise,and I could tell that Karl wasn't all that far behind me. Soon enough we were both swallowing each others loads.
Once we regained our breath,Karl would switch back up to me.
"Merry Christmas lover."
"Merry Christmas."
We moved into a spoon position and were soon asleep,which didn't seem to last nearly long enough. There came a knock on the door.
"Let's get it in gear boys. St Nick has been here."