After a few moments of afterglow, I looked at my watch. I told my boys I had to shower, dress and get back to Charlie's as there were still things I needed to do for dinner. I then said that they need not hurry but that the had best behave themselves; I wanted no damage to my place by two "wild Indians." I gathered the clothes I needed and left the bedroom. Mike followed me into the bath and once again asked if everything was fine. Smiling, I answered yes, but once again asked Mike to keep his ass just for me.
"Your the dad, Dad. Whatever you say," and with a laugh he almost flew back into our bedroom and pounced on Carl. I heard Carl's UMmmpf as I climbed into the shower. I took one quick look into the bedroom before I left. The wrestling match had ended and perhaps Carl had won. Carl was riding Mike's cock and seeing me, he whooped like an Indian. "He's a good student, dad. He's almost as good at wrestling as I am!" Mike exclaimed. I just shook my head and thought about leaving. It was a marvelous thing to watch. Both were handsome, and very fit. Both were tall and well endowed and their sex was uninhibited. My watching seemed to spur them on. Mike was no longer shy; he had become a bit of an exhibitionist. His hands were tweaking Carl's nipples. His strong fingers worked pec flesh. Carl was fisting his own 8" cock and pre cum oozed from his piss slit. Each time he rose off of Mike's cock, he was able to stop just before Mike's entire glans became visible. His descent was slow and calculated to bring maximum pressure on his own Prostate. As the pace increased, Mike began to thrust up harder and harder into Carl's ass. Only Mike's head and heals remained on the bed. I wondered how Carl managed to stay on top; one would have to be in prime physical condition and have fantastic equilibrium to manage that fete. Occasionally Carl's feet left the mattress and mike bore Carl's entire weight on his own body. As climax came closer, Mike's hands reached for Carl's head and he pulled his sweat drenched face closer to his own. Mike's tongue extended and Carl took it between his full lips and began sucking on it. Mike's hands grabbed Carl's waist so that he could control the action. As he began to shoot his load, Mike held Carl still with his cock buried as deep into Carl as it possibly could be. Mike's body was arched like a rainbow and he held himself that way till all of his juice was inside of Carl. Feeling Mike's climax, Carl let his own juice fly. It landed everywhere.
I was leaking pre-cum. I went in and changed my slacks yet again. Before leaving, I warned, "You two clean up here; change the bed, put all of it in the washer and be down at Charlie's as quickly as you can or I'll turn Dave loose on you."
Carl laughed and said, "Pleas Dad, Please."
I was in the kitchen alone when Charlie joined me. He asked if I was fine. I was a bit tense about seeing him and also concerned about dinner being ready. "Damn it, Charlie! Why are you all asking me that. I'm 60 years old and my whole life has been turned upside down in just the last 8 weeks. I know you probably think I'm being a kid about all this gay sex thing, but it's not easy. You once said the thing you admired most about me was that I had no pretense in me and that I was comfortable within my own skin. Right now, I'm not so comfortable. I'm working on it; just stand by me. I need you. I need you not to ask so many questions."
He came up behind me and his huge strong arms wrapped themselves around me and once again I felt his crotch pressed hard against my ass. "I'm not going to leave you emotionally. I am going back to North Carolina for a few weeks to continue getting more comfortable within my own skin as you put it. I should be done by Christmas. I want you and Mike to join me in Florida for the holidays. I only ask because I care about you. I care probably more than you are ready to understand." He continued massaging my ass cheeks with his now hard cock. It felt good and I began to sport an erection which he grasped tightly in his fist.
"You have to stop that, Big Guy. I need all my attention focused on finishing this meal, Besides, that's what got us into trouble a few minutes again." I laughed. "I'll ask Mike about Florida." Charlie told me it was good to hear me laugh and that my recovery powers were something else he admired. I handed him the potato masher and said something about his being on KP. We worked together for the next half hour and then we were joined by the rest of the squad.
All of them were freshly showered and looked like a bunch of excited kids. We sat down at 1:00 sharp; it was what Charlie had ordered. The meal was excellent even if I cooked it myself. Sometime later, around 2:30, the phone rang. Charlie's face looked very strange after he answered it; he left the room, phone in hand.
He talked quietly for several minutes and when he returned, he said. "Priscilla, it's good to talk to you again after all these years. I've missed you." Looking at Mike, he handed him the phone. "Your aunt wants to talk to you." Mike and I looked at each other in shock. "Bill, Priscilla wants you and Mike to join her and her grandson for a late supper tonight in Cambridge; you both should go." Mike heard Charlie, and with his eyes, asked me if it was OK. I nodded yes. When he hung up, he told us that he had no idea that his aunt had a grandson. He was deeply puzzled. I took the phone and called my younger daughter. My ex wife would be leaving shortly she told me and that the coast was clear for me to visit. I asked if I could stay the night and she was very pleased to say yes. I would have a chance to see my grandchildren. The phone was just back in Charlie's hand when the door bell rang. The door opened and there were 4 people there. First was Tran who was indeed looking quite well. He stepped aside and behind him was a beautiful older Asian-American who looked strangly familiar. She was followed by an even more beautiful younger woman of unidentifiable race and standing proudly behind her was a tall, fit Marine type male. It was Tran's older sister, Bruce and their daughter. Hugs were exchanged between the sister and Charlie and then Charlie hugged and kissed June. She was the psychologist that Charlie had initially planned on seeing in Washington. June had sent Charlie to Duke where she had earned her PhD for counseling. I was sure that some of Charlie's problems deeply involved he own immediate family and that she wanted to remain professional. I remembered the story Tran had told me and I remembered that Charlie and Bruce had never quite mended fences. Their was just a moment of tension and then Charlie grabbed Bruce and gave him a huge bear hug. "Buddy, I've wanted to see you for so long." Charlie's voice broke.
"And I you, Captain Charlie, and I you." Letting the two men catch their breaths, and wipe away tears, Tran began introductions. Dave came over quickly and when June was introduced to Mike, he told Mike that this was the person that would be doing his psychological evaluation as part of his security check to work for the Corps. I'm not sure Mike heard Dave. Mike did not take his eyes away from June nor did she take hers from him. There was a second awkward silence; we were all aware of an electric charge, there was sexual tension in the air. I saw Paul look at Dave and then Paul looked at Carl. Carl was frowning. I don't know what my face looked like.
Paul went quickly to Carl, and looking him in the face quietly said, "Steady, Grunt. Hold that mouth closed. There are some things that we can not control and that we can not predict." Paul said it loud enough so that I got the same message.
Over the next several minutes, I learned that June had taken a position at Harvard as an instructor and that she would also be establishing a private practice in Sexual Identification and that she also would be continuing her own research. Her parents and Tran had had dinner with her brother, our doctor and Tran's illness had been feigned in order to surprise Charlie.
Tran was grateful that it had gone well. Charlie offered June and her parents the use of his condo in Cambridge and then Dave suggested that Mike, I, and June drive to Cambridge that afternoon. Dave had business at the lab early the next morning and that the ride north would also be a good time for June to begin getting to know Mike. I heard Paul's words over and over, "there are some things we can not control." I agreed; I had no choice it seemed.
I saw Charlie watching me and then he began talking privately with Tran and then saw Tran watching me as well. Tran then approached me with a glass of water and a closed hand. "Here, Mr. Bill. This is an herb mixture that I make. You need to relax; I can see the tension in your brow and your color is not good; you are very pink. Please take it." I started to push his hand away when Charlie caught my eye. He mouthed the words, "That's an order, no further discussion is expected." I blinked and once again, did as he told me to do. We took my double cab truck and Dave said he would drive; he went on that he had admired my candy red toy truck for quite some time. Within moments after we left Charlie's, I was asleep.
The last thing I remembered was Dave saying that I would be out for about an hour and would be fine when I reached Mike's aunts. I was aware of his turning to Mike who was in the rear seat with June, he explained that he would be part of the initial interview and that the rest of the two or three sessions would then be private. That's the last thing I remembered.
Dave woke me when we arrived at Holly St. I was very relaxed and quite alert. I felt wonderful. Mike's aunt's home was a large Victorian style two family; it was impressive. Dave handed me the keys to my truck and said that he and June would walk to where they needed to go and that he wanted a ride back to the Cape the next afternoon. Mike would tell me where to meet them both. Mike's aunt called from the porch; she asked that Mike's friends come in so that she could meet them.
Once in the light, she recognized Dave and gave him a tentative hug. This also surprised Mike and me. Then, turning to June, she gasped. "Is that you, June, my little June bug?" June and Priscilla rocked back and forth in each other's arms. "Your cousin Kenneth is inside. He has no idea you are here. Go and surprise him. David, I would like it if you would join William and Michael in my living room." She turned, began climbing the stairs and we followed. Once upstairs, she turned to Mike and asked for a hug. I could see that this was an extraordinary thing for Mike's face showed amazement and bewilderment. I will only summarize what she revealed in the next 20 minutes. Priscilla had been Charlie's grandfather's lover who was 20 years older than she. It had lasted for some 65 years; from the time she was 15 till the old General Putnam died at 100. She went on to explain that they were also first cousins once removed. Her grandfather and the old General's father were brothers.
She described how it had began. Priscilla at age 15, her sister Constance at 16, who was Mike's great grandmother, Charlie's mother who was 14, and Anne, age 15, the Snow sister's mother were in the barn experimenting with sex. Also there was Charlie's father who was 13 and one of the 17 year old farm hands, an Indian from Martha's Vineyard. The four girls had been having sex for a few years and had decided to try boys. They had been discovered by then Major Putnam. Within a day or two, he and Priscilla had become a couple; the major's wife was a frigid English woman who once having given her husband an heir, had ended any relationship with her husband. This was all according to Priscilla. After graduating from Wellesley with a major in Political Science, she had followed the Major, now Colonel Putnam, to the Philippines where he was then stationed. She giggled like a girl when she said that she had become part of the family business which was espionage, spying, and government service. Dave interrupted to say that they were still using some of her files and findings in Washington. That truly brought a smile to Priscilla's face. Mike's mouth was just hanging open. "Michael, close your mouth. You look like a fool." she commanded. She sounded just like Charlie. I smiled. "And you William, I know all about you and your wife, yet another cousin, and I know all about you and Michael. In a few minutes, you will understand how." I no longer was smiling. She went on to say that she and the Colonel's wife had had words and that somehow, the wife had engineered a transfer for her husband. Perhaps it was because in late 1941, she had found out that Priscilla was pregnant. The explanation went on.
She had aborted the child with the help of Eduardo deSilva who was the Colonel's steward. He stayed in service with the Colonel and was later to become Tran's father-in-law. She told us that Eduardo's brother, Ernesto had been her doctor and that she had then fallen in love with him. She had then learned that she had complications and that another pregnancy would be difficult if not impossible. Priscilla had stayed on in the Philippines working for the Corps. When she discovered that she was again pregnant, she married the doctor; she wanted a child of her own. In late 1942 she, her husband and new-born child, Anita, and Eduardo's wife, Bonita, had fled north. Eduardo's wife's father was a Japanese merchant in Manila. They had been warned in time; the Japanese special forces wanted Priscilla because of her involvement with the Corps. Priscilla was not well, nor was her child. Ernesto, in a diversion to foil the search for Priscilla, had been killed. Bonita arranged for Priscilla to escape by fishing boat. Her baby, quite Asian in appearance, Bonita claimed as her own. Priscilla made it back to the Marines and to her Colonel. It was almost 6 years before she saw her child again. Anita thought of Bonita as her mother and Priscilla let them be a family; she became a devoted aunt. Anita married another Filipino and then died in child birth. Kenneth survived. By then, Eduardo and Bonita had a child of their own who grew up as Anita's sister. That sister married Tran. They raised Kenneth as their own after Anita's death. Knowing Tran and his family as I did, it was clear where Priscilla gathered her information. Priscilla looked at her watch. "Soon we must go down to eat. I am not well; I have perhaps a few months left to me. Michael, the Cape property came to me from the Putnams. it will be yours. This was my mother's home and it will belong to my grandson. There is more I have to tell you, but it must wait." She stood and headed for the door. In stunned silence, we followed.