The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 96

The next day I got a text from Parker. `thanks :-)'. He was a man of few words.

`Anytime,' I texted back.

He sent me another happy face emoticon and that was the whole conversation. I wondered if he had remembered what we had done or just reviewed his texts from last night. I even wondered if he noticed that I had switch underwear with him. I do a lot of wondering. I wonder why that is?

Colin and I had been out for the day and when we returned, we had a huge surprise that made us grin from ear to ear. The whole house had been decorated for Christmas and I hadn't seen anything like it. I felt like we had entered another world. There were Christmas trees with white lights in every window at the front of the house, and all the edges of the house were lined with the same white lights. It was so pretty. The lawn was my favorite. In the centre was a scene that added humour to the whole thing. Several `melted' plastic snowmen were on the lawn. Half of them were partially sideways as Santa and the elves had snowballs in their hands and looked like they were rushing around to help save them. A huge Santa sleigh was beside them full of snow. It was fake snow, but from the driveway it looked pretty real. Santa looked like he was sweating too. It was pretty funny looking. The entire lawn was covered with strategically placed miniature blue l.e.d. lights, except for the area around the characters. It looked like they were all on an island in the middle of a lake. There were white lights along the edge of the driveway which made it shimmer. The whole yard and house looked unbelievable. My guess is we would be having a visit from Homes and Gardens to be in their Christmas issue. As we entered the house a giant tree met us in the lobby that went up two floors. It was massive. If that was the tree we were putting presents under, we were going to need a shitload more presents.

Forrest, Kyle and Troy were on the stair landing putting green boughs along it while Christmas music played throughout the house. When they got into the spirit of the thing they really got into it, although I could have done without the Justin Bieber version of Santa Claus is coming to town. It was better than listening to the Chipmunks version I suppose. Maybe it was a tie.

"Great Job on the house guys. It looks better than anything I've ever seen," Colin told them as we entered. "Do you need any help?"

"Nah, we're good. All the tough stuff is done already. We had to hire a crew to do the house though as it was too much for just us," Forrest told us.

"Well it was definitely worth it. I love the Santa and snowmen scene. Very funny."

They all smiled and went back to work. I had a feeling they wouldn't stop decorating until Christmas day.

"So what are we getting everyone for Christmas?" I asked Colin.

"No idea but I know what to get you. I'm just going to do a modified 12 days of Christmas. On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a twinkie in a pear tree."

"Yay! I get a pear tree!" I giggled.

"On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me, two turtled Dave's and a twinkie in a pear tree."

"Turtled Dave's? Hmm...oh I get it, uncircumcised because their penises look like turtles going into their shells. Hehe. Okay, that's good. So far I have three guys to play with."

"On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, three French men..."

"Shit on the twelfth day, I'm going to have to make sure I get lots of sleep if this keeps up." I laughed.

"Wait until you get the 5 golden showers," he laughed "or the 6 geeks a-laying."

"6 geeks! I found that most geeks have big dicks, so that should be good. What happens on the 9th day? Am I getting 9 ladies dancing?"

"No silly, you're getting 9 laddies dancing. Scottish boys in kilts, with no underwear of course."

"Yay."

"12 drummers bumming, 11 models stripping, 10 nudes a leaping, 9 laddies dancing, 8 men a milking, 7 sailors swimming, 6 geeks a-laying, 5 golden showers, 4 cock rings, 3 French men, two turtled Dave's and a twinkie in a pear tree."

"Hmmm, I think I'm going to like the drummers bumming and the geeks a-laying. The twink in the pear tree might be fun if he comes down of there," I laughed. "So there'll be 78 guys over by the time I get my entire gift. I guess we should make up the beds in the spare rooms." I said as I counted up all the people in the song. Whew that was going to wear me out. "So I have a question about the nudes a leaping. Is that all they'll be doing? Just leaping or can I stop them for a bit to give them blowjobs?"

"No, they just leap. The models are available after they strip though. Then they get dressed and strip again. It's a union thing I think. The men a milking are fun. You have to make sure if you want their milk you're ready though, as they just milk themselves and you have to run over and catch what they blast out for you. They're allowed four hours between milkings." We were on a roll now and something tells me this was going to be one of those days.

"There's just one other thing I'm a little concerned about. When Santa cums down the chimney. Who's gonna clean that up?"

"Just make sure the fire is on and it'll burn the stuff as soon as it hits."

"Oh good. That was always a bit of a worry. Are the reindeer landing on the roof and do we need to supply poop bags or does Santa do that?"

"Nah, Santa brings along one of his elves who take care of things like that. Not our worry," Colin laughed. Although we do have to make sure we have fat free milk and sugar free cookies available, and apparently reindeer like carrots instead of sugar cubes. Something to do with Rudolph being diabetic now."

"Whew this is very complicated. Now this whole naughty and nice list thing. If I have sex with several guys in one day, am I naughty or nice?"

"I think that's a grey area. As I understand it, if you don't make the guy cum then you're naughty, but if you finish him then you're nice," Colin explained as I got out my notes.

"What if I have done both?"

"It's averaged out. If you make more guys cum than not, then you end up on the nice list."

"Okay, check. I'm on the nice list. They gotta post these rules well ahead of Christmas next time. That could have been a close one."

"I am a little worried about this midnight thing though. I heard if you're not asleep by midnight that Santa just passes by your house. Can I be awake and just in another room, or do I actually have to be asleep?"

"No, you actually have to be asleep," Colin advised.

"Oh, that reminds me. ADAM please ensure the perimeter and house alarms are turned off on December 24th 10pm until 3am December 25th." The response ding sounded. "That could have been a disaster. This house doesn't have surface to air missiles that we're not away of does it?" I laughed.

"ADAM please deactivate the surface to air missiles," Colin said.

"Please clarify," ADAM replied indicating that we probably didn't have any, so Santa was safe.

"What else do we need?" I asked.

Forrest came down and was wearing a headband with a metal rod coming up from the back of it and a piece of mistletoe hanging from it. He walked up to us and smiled. We both kissed him and he walked away to Kyle and Troy who kissed him, then he walked back to Colin and me again. So we kissed him again. He giggled and went back to Kyle and Troy who jumped on him ripped his shirt off and began kissing his entire chest and face. He giggled and shrieked like a little girl as they slobbered all over him like puppies. Guess you better be careful what you wish for. I want a piece of mistletoe to hang over my penis.

"Okay, but seriously what are we gonna get everyone for Christmas?" I asked getting back to my original question, before we got so far off track. We went to the kitchen and sat down to talk about some of the things we wanted to do. The first was to plan the Christmas dinner. With so many people now, it was going to become a lot more complicated. Colin said we would spend American Thanksgiving with his parents in a couple of weeks, which is when their whole family got together, as Christmas was busy for everyone. I forgot that Americans had their Thanksgiving in late November. Ours was in early October and not as big a deal as the American holiday. So for Christmas dinner we decided to have my parents, Alex's parents, J.P. and Mary, our usual six, and then agreed to invite Cory and Sheila as well. That was 14 people so far and we thought about Aaron, but figured he would be with his own family and then wondered if Troy might like to invite someone. We'd leave all that open for now. We really hadn't solved the problem of what to get everyone, but at least we had started to think about it. There was only one gift we both came up with immediately and it was the easy one. Everyone else was much tougher. After all this Christmas talk I was exhausted so Colin and I went into the back yard and had a game of basketball. I kicked his ass. I mean he beat me at basketball easy enough, but each time he went to take a shot, I literally kicked his ass to throw him off. It's the only way I keep it from being a slaughter. We ended up wrestling and throwing each other in the pool. I had learned not to leave my phone in my pocket. In fact we had a cool new device at home for all the phones. It was a Bluetooth thing and all we had to do was drop our phones on the counter next to it and it turned them into home phones, which would ring and could be picked up on any of the wall monitors. Handy as hell and if we wanted privacy, we just went to the cell and answered it as normal and the call would drop from the monitors.

Colin threw me in the pool, but I managed to get a piece of him and he fell in on top of me. I jumped on him and pulled his shirt off before wrapping my legs around his waist and putting my arms over his shoulder.

"You might be better at basketball, but I'm the king of the pool." I announced.

"True. You're like a fish," he grinned as we kissed. He put his hands under my ass to hold me in place and I kissed him harder, my wet clothes sticking to me like a second skin. "Keep this up and I'm gonna be as horny as hell," Colin said in between kisses. I smiled and put one hand behind me and reached down for the button on his pants. I unzipped him under water and slid my hand into his wet briefs and took hold of his dick and balls.

"I like it when you're horny," I whispered as I kept stroking him. He walked slowly over to the stairs of the pool and lay me down on them, my legs still wrapped around his waist. He moved his hands from under my ass and worked my pants off, although it wasn't as easy as when they were dry. He did manage to free enough of them to get at my ass. He lowered his own pants and pulled out his cock and inserted it into me. The whole time we kept kissing and were still basically dressed. He fucked me on the steps of the pool and slowly inched my pants down and pushed my legs back to get deeper into me. Forrest and Kyle strolled out and saw us fucking.

"Couldn't even wait to get the clothes off huh? Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" Forrest asked, pulling his shirt off followed by his pants and underwear. He walked down the stairs beside me and I watched his slender V shaped body walk past. He was so fucking cute with his curly brown hair and his perfectly round smooth ass cheeks. He strolled behind Colin and pushed his wet pants down as he crouched behind my partner and buried his face into his ass. It was underwater so he had to come back up for air regularly as he rimmed Colin. I could see Forrest stroking his own 6½" dick as he enjoyed getting his tongue deep into the sweet ass of my husband. Kyle didn't want to be left out, so he stripped and got into the water next to us. Forrest moved out of the way to let Kyle take over in Colin's ass as he came and straddled over the top of my head. Colin moved out of the way and Forrest squatted and sat on my face. His nice pink hole positioned perfectly for my tongue. How could I resist. I didn't even need the mistletoe to be encouraged to kiss it. Colin moved his position slightly, still keeping his cock deep in me and pulled off my wet pants, leaving me only in a t-shirt. He threw the soggy mess onto the pool deck and spread my legs wide. I felt like a gymnast. He held my ankles as he slowly continued to fuck me and as Forrest wiggled on my face, I heard him kissing Colin. I put my hand out to touch Colin's ass and felt Kyle getting into position behind him. From the grunt and extra thrust into me, I could tell when Kyle entered Colin and began to fuck him. After several minutes of this position and me starting to become soggy lying in the water on the stairs, Forrest turned around and put his hard dick into my mouth. I felt Colin bury his face in Forrest's ass and we were now all interlocked. Forrest fucking my face, Colin rimming Forrest while fucking me, and Kyle fucking Colin. It would be quite a crime scene if we all died at the same time. I pulled Forrest's ass cheeks further apart to get Colin easier access and that's all it took for him to be pushed over the edge. He grunted and shot his load into me. I was a bit surprised by the volume of cum that blasted out of the boy. Now I know what they mean by `big gulp'. He must have been saving it up for weeks. I was sure it was pouring out of my nose and ears by the time he was finished. Colin grunted as he pumped his own juice into me and as he pulsated the loads, it tightened his ass muscles enough to cause Kyle to cum next. So far I was the only one who hadn't shot a load, but that didn't last long as Forrest eased himself back and sat on my hard cock under the water. He bounced up and down on me as I tweaked his nipples until I lost my own jizz deep into those perfect ass globes. It was complete. We had all transferred our jizz to another person and not spilled a drop. We were totally helping with the recycling cause, and environmentally friendly as well. Our body heat from the sex, would keep the pool nicely heated, and we were helping to fight obesity in young people by exercising. Now why would anyone think group sex was a bad thing? Geez. We untangled from each other and Colin and I headed for the sauna while Kyle and Forrest played around in the pool. We passed a naked Troy heading for the pool as we entered the sauna. That boy had terrible timing. He had missed all the fun. Colin and I lay on the wooden bench side by side in the warm room and made out with each other again.

"I love being with you like this," Colin said as we just hugged and pressed our bodies together.

"Me too. We should spend more time like this. Do you ever think we're growing up too fast?"

"Not really, but then I never was allowed to be a kid when I was younger, so having all you guys around like this makes me feel like I'm not aging at all," he admitted.

"Are you trying to say that we're like kids?" I smiled.

"No, I'm saying that you guys grew up normally and just enjoyed things like kids so you have fun and don't worry about stuff. When I was 10 I was going to adult parties, wearing tuxedos, having to always mind what I said or how I behaved to impress everyone for my parent's sake. I had to behave like a little gentlemen. Then when I was 16 I got involved in business stuff and never looked back. I like just having the fun that I never had when I was younger."

"Cool. I feel like we're all growing up so fast and some days when I see Troy and his new friends, I feel old."

"Now you know how I felt when I was a kid. I think Peter Pan had it right. Never grow up. Maybe that's what we should call our island. Neverland."

"I'm thinking that might everyone the wrong idea. Especially after the whole Michael Jackson Neverland ranch thing. People might think we are taking boys there for sex."

"Aren't we?" Colin laughed.

"Yeah, but only legal ones," I grinned as I kissed him. "I had thought about Pleasure Island, you know like after Treasure Island, but then a whole bunch of people suggested we should call it Treasure Trail Island."

"I like that, but it's kinda long. I had a few suggestions that we should call it `Bare Island.' We could put up a sign on the dock. The swimming cove could be Paradix Cove, the path to the swimming area could be the Treasure Trail and the house could be Cumelot. Maybe the rocky area on the far side of the island could be Swallow Inlet."

I laughed. "Anyone who gets visits the island with all those signs will have no doubt as to what is going on there."

We lay in each other's arms kissing and making out until I felt Colin spring back to life and took hold of his hardon again. "Looks like you're ready for round two," I chuckled as I lay face down on the bench. He crawled on top of me and I could feel his throbbing boner sliding up and down my sweaty ass crack as he kissed my neck and ears. I spread my legs slightly and it didn't take an engraved invitation for him to move his dick into position and slowly enter me. I felt every inch of him as he slowly pushed inside and began to gently fuck me again. He just lay on top of me continuing to give me little kisses and run his fingers through my hair as he moved his ass up and down to let me feel him inside me. I lay there totally relaxed as we enjoyed each other. Neither of us in a hurry to do anything wild and crazy. He must have fucked me like that for at least 15 minutes before I felt him shoot a small load into me. Well, I didn't so much as feel it, as he announced he was doing it, perhaps in case I needed to know. Even after he came in me, we just lay together with his softening dick inside my ass. Eventually it popped out like a cork from a bottle, and I almost felt too empty. Both of us were pretty sweaty from the sauna, so we took a cold plunge in the pool before cleaning up and grabbing something to eat. We stayed naked the rest of the day, as did Forrest, Kyle and Troy. I still don't understand why we have so many clothes in all the closets, since we never wear most of them. Just a few t-shirts and some underwear would probably do most of the time.

"I love coming over here with you guys," Forrest said. "I don't think I've ever left here without having sex with someone."

"So does that say more about you or us?" Kyle asked grinning.

"You guys did an amazing job on the house. You'll have to make sure we get your bill Forrest," I told him. "This was a major amount of work."

"Don't worry Troy and Kyle have been paying me. They are leaving deposits in the Forrest ass bank every time I come over. If you want to deposit anything I can spend the night in your bed if you'd like."

"Funny! But I meant real money. We're gonna fuck you whether you do work around here or not. You have such a hot body that we couldn't resist you if we wanted to, but I want you to bill us properly as I know you're saving to go to design school, so we want to help you get there. You have a natural talent."

"You know it girlfriend. I am a bitch with aptitude," he said as he snapped his fingers. We all laughed.

"I thought it was bitch with attitude," I smiled.

"That too, but mainly aptitude!"

We were just sitting around talking when Jason and Alex walked in with Cory following right behind.

"ADAM, Cory is here," said Cory. The ding sounded as usual. "Jason your house looks sic with all the Christmas stuff up," he said as he walked towards us. He saw us all without clothes and his face lit up as he turned back towards Jason. "Is it naked day today?"

"Looks that way," he said staring at all of us. Cory was out of his clothes so fast we almost didn't see him do it. Then he came over and gave all of us a hug and asked if he could have a root beer while insisting that Jason and Alex get naked and come swimming with him. Our quiet home now had hurricane Cory in it.

"Hey guess what Justin. Ricky has a girlfriend now, and I think I'm gonna get one soon too."

"Sweet. So you like girls now?"

"I dunno. They're pretty stupid most of the time. They don't like doing boy stuff at all, but the older guys say we should have girlfriends, so I'm gonna go get one. Max says we can do the sexy stuff with them like we do with boys, which I don't think is true, because they don't have penises."

"Have you been seeing Max again?"

"No, just once when he had his girlfriend over after school. He was getting a drink for them and said they were going to fuck or something. He pretty much stays away from me and Ricky now that he's got a girlfriend. He says he's too old to be hanging out with little kids. You guys aren't too old to hang out with me though are you?"

"Never," said Jason. "Max is just at an age where he needs to be a teenager with his friends for a while. It's good that he's leaving you alone."

"Ricky wants me to go on a double date with him as soon as I get a girlfriend. What do you do on a date?"

"Maybe go to the movies or for pizza or something like that," Jason suggested.

"Cool. Do I have to hold her hand and kiss her and stuff. Ricky says that's important to do with a girl as they like it," he said with his big eyes looking around at all of us for information. Forrest and Troy were trying hard not to laugh at the inquisitive naked kid in front of them.

"You don't have to, but you can if you want to and if she wants to as well."

"Isn't kissing a girl kinda gross though? I mean they're girls. Yuck."

"That's what I think," said Forrest as Kyle elbowed him in the side.

"If you like someone, it shouldn't matter if they're a boy or a girl," Jason said ignoring Forrest. "The only thing to remember is that you only kiss someone if they agree to it."

"Like when Mom kisses me goodnight and stuff?"

"Exactly," Jason smiled. He almost had an easy win on that one. Almost...

"So if I tell her I don't like being kissed, she'd have to stop right?"

"No, she's your Mom. She's gonna kiss you because she loves you and I don't think that will ever stop, no matter what you say."

"So I can kiss you too right?" Cory asked "And you can't stop me because I love you too."

"Sure, that sounds right." Jason shrugged. "So are we going swimming or not? You want the indoor pool or outdoor?"

"Outdoor!" Cory yelled. "Has it been an hour yet?"

"Yep. You're fine," Jason told him. "We stopped by the Grind'r to pick Alex up and had a sandwich before we left.

"Yeah and I got to make it," Cory said. "I had ham and chicken and turkey and lettuce and pickles and grass stuff..."

"Sprouts," Alex corrected.

"Right, sprouts, and tomato and pastrami."

"That sounds like a hell of a sandwich," I smiled.

"It was a hell of a sandwich," he giggled. "I almost couldn't eat all of it, but I got to have root beer with it so I could wash it down."

"No wonder you have all that energy."

"Nah, I'm always full of energy. At least that's what my Mom says. She said that the Energizer bunny gets his energy from me." He ran off downstairs towards the pool.

"You know what I've learned about hanging out with him? If we just change the subject to food or swimming, we can usually avoid these questions from getting too far off track. You guys wanna join us?" Even though we'd had a few hours down there already, we figured it wouldn't hurt to hang out for a bit more. I knew that they'd come up later and play pool and fooz ball, once Cory was tired of the water.

We spent the next hour in the pool before coming back in the house and ordering pizza as was usual when Cory came over. Jason was teaching him to play pool and he occasionally needed to stand on the small step stool to get the best shot, but he was getting pretty good. Jason had even bought Cory a smaller pool cue that he could handle easier. Since it was naked day, apparently, there were a lot of jokes about balls as he played. I can't imagine what he's gonna be like when he hits puberty. Forrest said he had to leave and gave all of us hugs and kissed Troy and Kyle. Cory didn't miss that.

"Are you French?" Cory asked him.

"No, why?"

"Cause you kiss like a French guy. You use your tongue."

"I'm practicing to go to France," Forrest said without thinking. "But I gotta go little man. See you next time." He knelt down to give Cory a hug and got a huge surprise as Cory kissed him and used his tongue. Forrest stood up quickly and wiped his mouth and looked around in shock figuring he was in trouble.

Jason just smiled and shook his head. "You started it," he laughed. No worries, I'll explain it to him later. Forrest hugged Jason and Alex and I walked him to the door.

"Now that's gonna give me nightmares. A naked ten year old just French kissed me. I'm going to jail for life."

"Nah, Cory is just one of those kids that doesn't have any hangups or limits. He just copies what others around him do. Jason will explain the difference to him again, which if I know Cory will take most of the night, and give Jason a migraine. At least you haven't had the trauma of him hiding in the closet watching you have sex, or waking up with him holding onto your erection."

"He did that to you?"

"To all of us, I think," I laughed. "He wants to know everything about everything and doesn't stop until he finds out. Gotta admire that and then go take medication to help you forget. Forrest and I kissed and he headed home.

Over the next couple of days, Colin and I put together a list of some of the things we wanted to go buy people for Christmas. He woke up one morning and bounced on me.

"Come on, it's time to go shopping. I have the itch to buy things," Colin said as he dragged me out of bed towards the shower. I was barely awake and wondered what the rush was. It was still dark out. Well it was 10am, but the windows were blacked out so it looked dark. Who decides to get up this early? We showered quickly and rushed out to the garage. I wasn't even allowed to have breakfast or coffee or anything. When he got the urge to splurge, nothing was going to stop him.

"Grab the Camaros, it's time to trade them in," Colin told me.

"Why? I like my car?"

"Yeah, but it's already almost two years old. It's time to get something new."

I wasn't sure about that as I liked the Camaro, but maybe I could just buy another one. We emptied both cars and I followed Colin towards his first stop of the Luxury car dealer which handled several brands from Mercedes, Audi, Rolls Royce and even Bugatti. We pulled up and entered the building. It had that new showroom smell and we checked out all the cars. A salesman came over and asked if he could help us and Colin said we were just having a look at the different models at the moment but he'd let us know. I saw the Bugatti Veyron.

"Hey Colin, is this like the one you've got at your parent's place?" He came over to have a look.

"Yeah pretty similar but mine is just over three years old now. I wonder how much they go for now." He asked the salesman who basically rolled his eyes at us with a look that said `kids', but he recovered quickly.

"That model is 1.6 million, sir."

"Huh! That's actually less than I paid for mine. Three years ago I paid 2.1."

"The salesman's face was priceless. It had the `oh yeah, whatever' look to it. I smiled to myself. I loved being young and having money. When Colin and I first got together, I didn't get the appeal of it, but now I realized that we could pretty much do anything and have fun with it. This was one of those fun things. Colin chose a Mercedes SL Roadster. It was a two door convertible in metallic silver with a black and silver interior. I loved the Ferrari 458 Spiders in traditional red. When we asked the price of them we found out that the Mercedes was $128,000 and mine was $264,000.

"That's way too much for a car. How much is the 458 Italia?" I asked.

"It's $231,000" the salesman said.

"Holy crap. We should just keep the Camaro," I said to Colin.

"Nah. If you like it we'll buy it. We have the new house, so we need cars to match."

Then we both saw the new Lamborghini Aventador LP700-4 in the most amazing orange I'd ever seen.

"Oh fuck, that's beautiful," Colin said as he fell in love. "I gotta have that. How much is it?"

"This model is $437,000" the salesman said sounding slightly exasperated.

"Nice!" replied Colin. "We'd like to take the Mercedes and the Lamborghini for a test drive."

"I'm sorry sir, we don't just allow anyone to come in and test drive vehicles."

"That's a good thing otherwise you'd probably not get anything else done all day. So if you could just have those two taken outside so that we can test drive them please. I'm not spending over $600,000 on cars I'm not comfortable in."

"I don't think you understand sir. I'm unable to let you test drive them without proof that you have the means to purchase them."

"That actually makes sense," Colin said as he pulled out his credit card and handed it to the salesman. "Go ahead and authorize my card for the purchase price and we'll keep looking around while you get the cars ready." Every time he did stuff like that, I peed a little with excitement. We looked at some of the other cars and climbed into the Bugatti. "They still feel the same," Colin said as we sat there. I couldn't see paying that kind of price for a car. I'd be scared to drive it anywhere. Each scratch would be like dagger through the heart. I'd be polishing it with a diaper, a clean diaper, and keeping it covered. Then we went and sat in the back seat of the Rolls Royce. These were weird cars. They looked so old fashioned, yet still were considered top of the line cars. Top of the line if you were Miss Daisy perhaps.

"Home James, and please take the parkway past the palace," I said as I gave a Queen wave out of the window, just as the salesman returned. He smiled at my antics.

"We'll have the cars outside in about 5 minutes, Mr. Worthington," he said as his whole demeanor had changed to reflect the customer in front of him. We had shot up the ladder from kids drooling over hot cars to clients about to pay his mortgage for the next few months.

"You're not seriously going to buy the Lamborghini are you? We already have one."

"Yeah, but not like this. It makes the other one look like a Volvo."

"Okay, but if you do that, I think we should just keep my Camaro. We don't need to spend this kind of money on new cars."

"Relax, we'll sell the old Lamborghini to make room for the new one and I really like the Mercedes which replaces my car, so just pick one that you like. Do you want the Ferrari?"

"No, I couldn't justify it. Let's just keep the Camaro. I really like it anyway. You bought it for me and it feels special."

"Aww, that's so sweet," Colin said as he kissed me.

I was surprised that they let us test drive the vehicles on our own, but I loved both of them. They were so classy with almost too many features to play with in such a short test. When we got back, Colin told the guy that we'd take both. He didn't even haggle about the price and arranged to have the cars delivered. I thought we were Christmas shopping, but all we had managed to do so far was buy ourselves two new cars worth over half a million dollars. I felt a little strange about it.

Our next stop was to a Chrysler dealer where we bought a Dodge Charger SRT8 in black for J.P., as we both agreed that he needed a car to get around the city instead of having to share his Mom's. We arranged to have that one delivered as well. At this rate we were going to need a bigger garage. Colin traded in his Camaro on this deal and I was sad to see it go but loved his new Mercedes. We both got in my car and headed for the Ford dealership where we had decided to buy Troy a Mustang for Christmas since he had now passed his driver's license. Kyle had gotten a truck when he was 17, so it seemed only fair to get Troy a vehicle now that he was licensed and the same age. The salesman was polite and friendly as we checked out the selection of Mustangs. Once we picked the one we thought he would like, we headed out for a test drive with the salesman in the back seat chatting away explaining all the features it had, as if this was the world's best vehicle. He went on about the Ford Sync and self-park feature, blah blah blah. All I wanted to do was raise my hand up in a fist over the front seat and whack him in the face to shut him up, but he was only doing his job to get a sale. When we returned, he asked what we thought and we told him we liked it.

"Let's go into the office and see what price we can get you on it." We followed along and sat down with him. He punched a few numbers in his computer and hummed and haa'd as if he were curing cancer. "With all the features on that particular model, I can put you in it for $37,200," he said finally.

"Great, we'll give you $34,000 cash and take it right now," Colin said as he negotiated with him. Strange. He never blinked at a $400,000 price, but were trying to talk this guy down by 3 grand.

"Will you be having a trade in?" The guy said as he looked at us.

"Not really relevant to the price is it?" Colin said staring at him. "Do we have a deal or not?"

"Well, there is a $1,500 rebate that comes with this car, so you could apply that to the purchase price."

"Excellent, so now we're down to thirty two five hundred," Colin said politely.

"I actually meant that you could apply it to the $37,200 price bringing the total to $35,700. So we'd be meeting in the middle," he said continuing to negotiate.

"Except I get the rebate no matter what the price. So I'll assign the rebate to you and with that, I'll offer $32,500 in cash."

"I'm not sure I can get that price approved," he said looking back at his computer. "If you'd like to put a deposit down on it, I could take it to my Manager and see if he'd accept it."

"Well head off to your manager and find out then," Colin said "but you certainly don't need a deposit to ask."

"He won't listen if he doesn't think you're serious."

"Well that would be a shame, because I just bought three other cars this morning and I didn't need a deposit for any of them."

"I'm sorry sir, I really wouldn't be able to do that," he said.

"That really is too bad," Colin said as he stood up. I got up with him and we left the office and acted like we were about to leave. The salesman didn't even move. What a dumbass. Colin headed straight for the General Manager's office and knocked.

"Good afternoon, we were interested in buying a Ford Mustang, but your salesman said he wouldn't bring an offer to you without a deposit, so I'm bypassing him and coming directly to you. I want that car," Colin said pointing at the dark blue Mustang "and I offered him $34,000 or $32,500 after the rebate is applied. So would you please let me know whether or not I can have it or should I just go down the street to the next Ford dealership and get it?"

"Let me just go and get the details off the car and I'll be right back," he said as he left the office and went to the car. He came back with the details and entered it into the computer. "With all the additional features the list price is $38,100" he said, so you were actually being offered a lower price to start with. We don't make as much on those cars as you might think, but I could let it go for $35,400 or $33,900 after the rebates and I could throw in rust protection which is worth almost $800, so you'd be close to your original offer."

"Fine, we'll take it," Colin said as he shook the manager's hand. "If you can let me know how much the total is after taxes, I'll go get a bank draft for it, or if you want my credit card, I can give that to you right now."

"I'm sorry, our maximum credit card purchase is $2,500. We pay almost 3% on all credit card transactions so it adds up fast. Let me get a salesman to look after you."

"Sure, just not the one that we were with a moment ago."

"So why won't they take your credit card here?" I asked slightly confused.

"Because he's right about profit margins. They don't make much on the cars in these type of dealerships. To lose 3% on every transaction would probably kill a big chunk of their profit."

We were introduced to another salesman who gave us the final price and after we'd filled out the paperwork, Colin left him an imprint of his credit card and said we'd back with payment as soon as we could. As we jumped in the car, I had decided that I really didn't want to trade my car in and told him as much.

"I'm gonna keep this for a few more years. At least until they change the style or something. I like the car and it's comfortable," I said as I looked at him hoping he wouldn't be too upset or anything.

"It's your car baby, no pressure to change it at all. I just normally do that with my cars every couple years to keep them from getting too old. Except for the collectibles of course." I kissed him hard and felt a bit of relief at being allowed to keep the car I loved. We headed over to the bank and got money order for the Mustang. They were finalizing the information so Colin called the insurance agent and had the car registered so we could get the temporary sticker to get it off the lot and be able to drive it home. I phoned the house to see if Troy was there, but he was out so it was ideal to be able to hide the car in the garage. Colin moved all the other vehicles out and had ADAM lock the garage as we hid Troy's car in it. We would tell the boys that we were having the interior redone and it couldn't be accessed.

"Let's go grab lunch and finish off some of the other stuff we have to do," he said as we jumped back in my car. For the rest of the day we picked off as many things as we could from our list. We tried to get the big things done first.

"You know babe, buying things for people who don't have much is tons of fun, but I have absolutely no idea what to buy for you. I mean you could buy anything you want," I told him.

"We don't have to buy each other things sweetie. We have each other. Hell the best Christmas present I could get would be breakfast in bed and you curled up with me."

"Awww, and the best present I could get from you would be...a pair of Bugattis," I laughed as I kissed him. "Just kidding. I'd be happy if we went away for a trip somewhere, just the two of us."

"Then let's do that. We'll give each other a vacation. You buy the accommodation, I'll buy the entertainment."

"Woohoo! Rent boys for a week!" I giggled.

"Somehow, I knew you were going to say that. Maybe we should go to Lesbos, Greece," he suggested.

"That would be the worst. An island full of lesbians. Bummer. At least you'd be guaranteed to get laid several times a day and not worry about me chasing boys."

"Kinda the point," he laughed.

We had our plans and the garage was rapidly filling up with stuff, but we still had room for the new cars when they showed up the next day. The two luxury cars arrived first and we had the Mercedes left in the driveway next to my car, and the Lamborghini put next to the other one in the garage. Then in the afternoon, the Charger arrived which we hid in the garage next to the Mustang. The house was starting to look like our own showroom. I was almost sick as I thought about the fact that we had over a million dollars of cars, not including J.P.'s Charger. We seriously needed to sell the other Lamborghini and maybe one of my kidneys. Colin wasn't bothered as he explained that there more than 5 million dollars of cars at his parent's house in their climate controlled garage. I had to admit, I wanted to get the new Lamborghini out onto the road. We had spent so much money on Christmas so far that I was sure that somewhere along the way we now owned a small country or something, but according to Colin we still had all the small stuff to pick up yet. His idea of small stuff should be interesting. We had to use the SUV several times in order to get everything home and most of it was hidden in the garage. Colin and I spent tons of time wrapping everything and getting it all organized before dragging it out and putting it under the tree. We made sure to have presents for everyone so that they wouldn't get suspicious of the stuff hidden in the garage. We had big bows placed on the new cars with giant tags as to who they were for.

Christmas morning came quickly and the energy level in the house was incredible. J.P. and Mary were coming over early and everyone else would come over for dinner later in the day. We had arranged a caterer to help with the meal as there would be 14 of us including Cory and Sheila, our parents and Alex's. No way we knew how to cook for that many and we were pretty sure they wouldn't want pizza.

Kyle and Troy were the first two up and bounced into our room like little kids. "Come on get up! Santa's been." They chanted together laughing. They bounced on us until we finally pinned them down and gave them wet sloppy kisses until they yelled `Uncle.' Then it was Alex and Jason's turn. WE heard Troy and Kyle giving them the same treatment, until we all strolled down to the kitchen for breakfast in just our robes. There were so many presents piled under the tree that it was going to take the better part of a week to open them all. After breakfast and coffee we went and began to open some of the smaller presents. We had bought lots of clothes and jewelry for each other as we knew what the other liked. J.P. and Mary arrived around 10am and it was time for the real fun to begin. We rapidly opened as much as we could. I had hidden stuff around the house for Colin and he laughed as he ran around trying to find it all. I gave him a hundred pair of boxer briefs and socks, with a note to go to the media room where he found a case of golden Oreos wrapped up, which were his favorite. I got him new shoes and hid them in one of the spare rooms. He was having fun following the clues to get to everything.

Once he was done he returned, I handed him our present to each other which was a week long trip to Turks and Caicos. Kyle opened a couple of his presents which were a remote controlled gas powered helicopter and plane.

"That's because you said you wanted to be a pilot," Colin told him smirking. Kyle grinned from ear to ear and said he loved it. Then he was told to go look on the pool deck outside for his next gift. We all went with him as he saw a covered item on the lawn with his name on it. When he pulled the cover back it was a powered paraglider with a gift certificate for lessons on how to use it. He squealed with excitement as he loved flying in any capacity. We finally gave him a rolled tubed which he unwrapped by ripping the paper off like a mad man. He pulled out a piece of paper and looked at it.

"Read it," I told him.

"It says that it's a certificate of business registration. It's says Kyle Air. Owner Kyle Parker Christianson, CEO. What's that mean?" He asked as he looked at Colin and me.

"It means that you own your own airline. You don't have any planes or anything, but you actually have a business in your name."

"Seriously? I own my own airline?"

"Yep. Registered with the government."

"That's fucking cool. My first flight will be on the paraglider - Kyle Force One!" We all laughed and returned to the living room. We gave Mary a present of a luxury Spa day and a $1000 gift certificate to a furniture store to buy things she said she needed for the house. She gave all of us big hugs.

Jason and Alex opened their present from all of us which was a trip around the world and had many of Alex's bucket list things on it. They would be going on an African Safari; nude skydiving; riding in a Rolls Royce through London England and taking a tour of Buckingham palace; walking on the Great Wall of China, diving down to visit the Titanic wreckage; and seeing Penguins in Antarctica. They were stunned, as it included cruises, planes, trains, camels, snowmobiles and other types of transportation.

"I think that's my entire bucket list," said Alex. "Am I dying or something?" He laughed. They kissed all of us since the present was from everyone.

We handed J.P. and Troy a present at the same time. I had heard Colin instruct ADAM to unlock the garage earlier so that we could get in there for the big gifts.

Each of the guys unwrapped a remote control toy which was a replica of their cars in the garage. They laughed and said they would race them against each other, so we immediately suggested they go out into the driveway and play with them. We all headed out to watch and after only a couple minutes, it was time for the fun.

"You shouldn't leave them outside though. They'll get wet. If I were you, I'd park them in the garage," I said trying not to sound too obvious. I threw Troy the remote and he opened the garage. As they waited for it to open, both boys laughed as they parked the toys at the entrance waiting to enter like a real car. As soon as the door was fully open, they both gasped simultaneously as they saw the full size cars with giant red bows on them. They were almost in shock.

"Is this really for me?" Troy said with tears in his eye. "You bought me a Mustang?" He walked up to the car and opened the door carefully and looked inside as if he were expecting it to explode. Meanwhile J.P. was doing the same thing with his car. They were both speechless until they came out and jumped all over us kissing and hugging everyone. We had made sure to include everyone in the gift giving so that no one felt left out. The cars were from all of us, not just Colin and me.

No one had seen the Lamborghini yet and as the excitement of the two gifts changed, the attention turned to the orange vehicle parked on the other side of the black Lamborghini.

"Oh my god, you bought a new Lamborghini? Is this one for me?" Kyle giggled. "If not, I'm happy to take the old one off your hands." The next half hour was everyone tripping over all the cars. Troy and J.P. wanted to take their cars for a spin and we decided to take a break as Troy and Kyle took off for a ride in the Mustang, followed by J.P., Jason and Alex in the Charger. Colin and I finally put all the other vehicles back in the garage, leaving room for the Mustang when he returned. We went inside and stopped Mary from cleaning up all the wrapping paper everywhere. There were electronics, clothes, junk food and gift cards everywhere. Mary said that we shouldn't have bought J.P. a car as it was too extravagant.

"No, he needs it and he's our brother so nothing is too good for him. He's been talking about a Charger since we met him. Something tells me, he'll probably sleep in it," I laughed.

"Probably," she agreed. "We should get some food ready for everyone. Would you let me cook something up for everyone? You boys look like you're starving."

We smiled and followed her to the kitchen and helped her cook up a big brunch for everyone. Once the boys returned, the meal was almost ready and we all sat down to enjoy it. The day had started out amazing and we had just gotten things tidied and organized when Cory and Sheila arrived. Cory looked like he had moved out, he was hauling so much stuff with him.

Cory strolled into the house and immediately spoke "ADAM, Cory is in the living room," he announced and was acknowledged. He was carrying a big stuffed beaver under one arm and his backpack on his back.

"What's with the beaver, buddy?"

"Mom bought him for me. I named him Justin," he said. I raised my eyebrows.

"Oh? Why?"

He giggled. "Because he's Justin Beaver, but I'm calling him the `Beavs.'"

"That's hilarious," I said as he sat down right beside me. Jason took the beaver from him and threw it across to the other side of the couch.

"Hey!" Cory complained as he jumped up to get it. When he came back Jason said he should let me see it. He handed it to me and as soon as I had it, Jason grabbed it off me and threw it across the living room again. "Hey, stop that!" Cory said as he ran to get it again and sat down on the opposite side of me away from Jason.

"Just getting you practice?"

"Huh?" said Cory.

"Practice...you know, at chasing beaver," I snorted a laugh but Cory just looked at us with his cute annoyed face. Sheila couldn't help but chuckle along with us.

"So was Santa good to you buddy?" Jason asked him smiling.

"You know there's no Santa right?" He said looking at Jason as if he were stupid. "But my Mom bought me a new bike. It's really cool. It has shocks and everything. I even got a new helmet too. Plus she bought me a new Ipod touch with wicked games and a gift card to buy more."

"Wow, you sound like you got some amazing stuff," Jason said as Cory showed him the Ipod. Cory and Jason had gone out earlier in the week to buy stuff for his Mom for Christmas, so she thanked him for the gifts when they were away from Cory's ears. He smiled and gave her a hug. "He had lots of ideas of what you wanted." Our gift to her was similar to what we had gotten for Mary. We gave her a luxury Spa day, just without the gift certificate for furniture as she didn't need it. Of course the day included a day of looking after Cory as well, which she smiled and thanked us for.

We handed Cory the present we had for him. The first was a new skateboard which he rode from the kitchen to the great room and then over to the living room before his Mom told him to get off it and use it outside only. We all laughed but didn't correct her as it wasn't our place to do that. Then we gave him a very large box. When he opened it, it was a 4 wheel drive remote control gas powered monster truck. The thing was 32" long and 21" high and could go 80km an hour and travel over rough terrain. It was a little beyond his age, but we had read the directions and knew it could be throttled back to not go quite as fast. Cory squealed with excitement and ran outside to play with it. We all followed and helped him get it going. The first thing we had to do was fill it with gas. He raced it down the driveway and then over the lawn and through the flower beds before bringing it back. He was thrilled with it. Sheila shook her head and told him that he could only use it when an adult was present. We told him we would go down to the beach later so he could try it out down there. We didn't dare tell her it cost over $500 dollars, as we had promised to keep the gifts reasonable and not go overboard. We had a story to tell her we got it on a clearance sale. Yes, we were prepared to lie our cute little asses off. Yea, I still believe I have a cute little ass. Thanks for asking. We also got him some cool clothes for school, even though we knew that clothes for kids weren't a great gift, but when he saw that they were like ours; from boxer/briefs to cool shoes and designer t-shirts, he was thrilled. We only got him a couple outfits as we knew Sheila had bought him stuff that she had coordinated with Jason to get the right look. Moms have a tendency to buy white briefs for their kids well beyond it being acceptable.

When Mom and Dad arrived, we gave them a present which they tried to refuse at first. Again, the present was from all of us and we had paid off their mortgage. They were shocked, but we insisted that they deserved it as they had helped us so much when we were growing up, and now we were in a position to help them back. Cory had been jumping all over the place trying to get someone to take him down to the beach to play with his car. Kyle and Troy eventually took him while Jason, J.P. Colin, Alex and me hung out with our parents and Mary and Sheila. After we hung out for a bit, Colin saw that Dad was looking bored with all the women talk about us `kids'.

"Henry, do you like cars?"

"Sure. I heard you had a few new ones around today."

"Let's leave the women to talk and I'll show you the new toys," he suggested. They headed out and I wondered if I was one of the women he was referring to. I checked my business card...and stayed where I was.

They were gone for a while and when they returned my father was grinning from ear to ear. He looked 20 years younger and I found out they had taken the new Lamborghini for a spin around the neighborhood. "Honey, do we have $300,000 that we don't need. Colin is selling their other Lamborghini."

"Nice try Henry."

Alex's Mom and Dad, Frank and Betty, arrived just before dinner and Jason and Alex gave them a gift of a vacation to Australia that they had always wanted. The parents said that they had a tough time buying us things for Christmas, but they had done a good job of getting items that we wouldn't normally get ourselves like new robes for all of us, several recipe books because they didn't think we were eating properly, a cappuccino machine and blender, and my Dad said he wanted to take us all out to dinner one day so everyone could be together, which sounded like fun. A cappuccino machine? Did they know we owned two coffee shops? Why would we ever want to make our own? I only knew how to put instant crystals in my cup and pour hot water on it. It actually might be fun to learn and we could save money by having coffee at home. Oh wait, we got free coffee at the Grind'r anyway. So much for the cost saving idea. With the amount of money we'd spent this Christmas, I was going to have to recycle a lot of bottles. By my calculations about 20 million, at a nickel a piece. We also got clothes and things for the house, as well as some new sports equipment. It was a great Christmas for everyone, but the best part was having everyone together for the day. The caterers had arrived on time with the food for the big meal. The turkey smelled amazing and after it was all laid out, they left and we helped ourselves as if we had cooked it ourselves. Talk about the best way to prepare a meal.

It took a long time to have dinner and Cory was bouncing around like a Mexican jumping bean. Once dessert was finally over, he looked at us with his big eyes.

"Can we go swimming now?"

"Honey, you have to wait for an hour after eating before you can swim," Sheila told him.

"Mom! That's just an old wives tale," he said looking at her with his serious face. Then he realized what he'd said "no offense," he quickly added which caused all of us to laugh. "Right Jason?" He said looking for some support to take away focus from what he'd just implied.

"Right, but if your Mom says to wait, then that's up to her not me."

"Cory, you can go swimming in a bit. Let everyone finish dinner first. Did you bring your swim shorts?"

"No, Mom. We just swim naked around here," he replied as if she were crazy to even suggest such a thing.

"I'm sure that's okay when it's just the boys, but we have women present. You need to wear shorts tonight."

"Awww, Mom!" he complained.

"That's okay. I think there's a pair of your shorts in your room if you want to go and check, when you have permission to leave the table," Jason told him. He looked at his Mom and stared her down until she gave in. He grinned and ran upstairs, coming down about two minutes later in just his shorts. He sat back at the table staring at his Mom again, waiting for the green light to be allowed to go swimming.

"Patience Cory. Someone needs to be down there with you," she said.

"Sheila if that's your only concern we can watch him from up here. ADAM, please activate the indoor pool cameras on the monitor in the dining room." The ding acknowledged the request as the video panel lit up to show the whole pool. Sheila smiled and nodded to her son, who flew out of his chair.

"ADAM, Cory is in the indoor pool," he said as he raced down the stairs. Again the system replied to the new information.

"That's quite the in house surveillance." Sheila commented.

"It can do quite a bit that's for sure. Makes it easy to keep track of things. It's like a giant babysitter if we need it to be. "ADAM, please alert us if you don't detect movement in the indoor pool for more than 5 seconds." It responded.

"Now if Cory stops moving, which is as unlikely as taxes being eliminated, ADAM will alert us and we could race down to see what is going on. If Cory leaves the room or goes outside, it will tell us, so that we can make sure he's okay."

"Now where was this system just after he learned to walk? Every time I turned around he was gone."

"Try having twins," my Mom told her, which started a whole new conversation about all of us as kids. They yapped on for ages about us and no one except Colin was left out of the embarrassment. If they'd thought to bring baby pictures, no doubt they would already on the big screen for everyone to see us sitting in the sink or running around naked in various places. It was as if they knew how we would grow up, or perhaps that's why we grew up enjoying nudity. Parents pay attention. If you allow your kids to be naked at the beach, in the back yard etc., they could end up to be nudists as adults. I'm just saying.

"ADAM, please activate the cone of silence," I said out loud.

"Unknown command."

"Too bad," I smiled.

We heard the front gate buzzer and Colin smiled and said he'd get it. When he returned, he invited all of us out to the front entrance. When we got there, all of us were a little surprised to see a large flatbed truck backing in the driveway. It had what looked like two more cars on it, although they both had protective covers over them.

"Justin, I know you like cars as much as I do so I thought you might like to have these around the house. Jason, would you give me a hand getting the covers off." Kyle had run back in the house to get Cory, who joined us wrapped in one of the new robes which was three times too big for him.

The first car to be uncovered was the Ferrari I had been looking at, the 458 Spider, but the second car got visible gasps from everyone as it was Colin's Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport. The truck driver lowered the flatbed and brought the vehicles down off it. "Merry Christmas Justin," Colin said. "But before you get all weird on me, I didn't spend any money on them. I just had them shipped up from my parent's house. I know how you complained about us spending too much money. The Ferrari is for you to keep and the Bugatti is to use if you want to."

"Holy shit," I said as I heard Cory giggle behind me. Then he whispered to Kyle. "He said the `S' word again. That's a quarter in the swear jar."

"It's justified this time," Kyle told him as we all went to check out the cars.

"I thought we weren't going to buy each other stuff," I said to Colin as I hugged him.

"I didn't. I'm re-gifting the Ferrari and just moving the Bugatti to our house instead of my parents place." I guess he found a loophole in the rules.

"We're gonna need a bigger garage," I said.

"Already taken care of. The contractors will be here after Boxing day to build a four car garage for the luxury cars that will be climate controlled to adjust humidity and temperature for each one. Meanwhile, we'll just have to keep them in the regular garage and park a few of the others outside.

We now had 11 vehicles in the family, 12 if you included J.P.'s car. It was getting ridiculous. The old Lamborghini was definitely going to have to go.

We all sat in each vehicle, but I was too scared to move the Bugatti, so I made Colin park it in the garage well away from anything else. I couldn't see ever driving it. It should be hermetically sealed on a rotating platform to show off to our friends, but never driven...never. Hell, you'd have to take a security detail with you just to park it at the mall. Talk about a car that is a target for thieves. The Ferrari and Lamborghini's were bad enough for that. Imagine going to ICBC (Insurance Corporation of British Columbia) and saying `someone stole my 2 million dollar car while I was in getting a loaf of bread and a box of Macaroni and Cheese. They'd laugh us out of the building. We all had to admit, it was a pretty car and I would be sitting in it a lot to listen to music. Maybe I'd even start it a few times to listen to the engine hum. This car had a thousand horsepower and could do something like 400 km per hour. Just what you need for downtown rush hour traffic. I had no idea where in the hell we could even drive something like this in BC, as the roads weren't like California freeways or anything. A set of tires for it cost $30,000 and the thing had like 10 radiators. Something told me that this wasn't the type of car you took to the quicky lube to have an oil change, but I'd sure like to see their faces if we did. It was almost too much car and I told Colin as much, but he said it could either sit in our garage where we could at least see it, or stay in his parent's garage where we could just imagine it.

Kyle and Troy had no problem asking Colin if they could go for a ride in it and he said we could go out tomorrow after Christmas was over. He suggested that we take all the cars and go turn some heads. It would be like our own mini parade of luxury sport cars. I remember how easy it was to get straight boys out of their clothes with the old Lamborghini. The new one and the Bugatti would be real panty droppers. Hell, we could probably get straight boys to fuck each other in a porn movie for worldwide distribution for a ride in the Bugatti. Hmmm...I gotta remember where I put my video camera. I'm sure my Dad would fuck Alex's dad for a ride in the thing. Oh gross, I just got that image in my head. I may never get it out again. Ewwww... What the hell was I thinking? I need more alcohol now. We secured the vehicles and set the alarm in the garage. I felt we should also hire security guards with automatic weapons and Rottweiler's to patrol the perimeter.

The night wore on and we all moved to the media room to watch a Christmas movie. Cory fell asleep with his head on Jason's lap. Sheila smiled at him. "He really loves you, ya know."

"I love him too. He's an amazing kid," Jason said. "You never know what he's gonna come up with next."

"Puberty is next. Let's see if you think he's as much fun when that hits. He's already asking questions I'm not sure how to answer age appropriately," she smiled.

"Yeah, believe me we have the same problem around here. He's all questions, all the time, but I think hanging around with so many boys he's learning how we act just by watching us. Although sometimes he's a little sneaky about it."

"Well you seemed to have cured him of hiding in the closets," she laughed. "Now he just walks around without clothes and asks blunt questions."

"Sorry about that," Jason smiled. "He's already been asking about things like masturbation and why his body is different than ours."

"Good luck with that," Sheila smiled. "He's all yours for those lessons."

"Geez thanks," Jason laughed. "I think I'm out of town that day."

"Now where would you be if your father hadn't told you about the facts of life," my Mom chimed in. Oh no, she wasn't going to go there with a house full of people.

"Okay, let's change the subject before we get into things that'll make us all turn bright red and embarrass everyone," I said quickly. "This is a family day, not Dr. Phil's sex ed. class." They laughed and thankfully changed the subject, but not before my Mom said she'd share details with Sheila and Mary later. I groaned and wondered if it was too late to move another country where they couldn't find us. The day ended and everyone headed home. Cory wanted to spend the night, but after some discussion, he reluctantly went home with all his new toys, but promised to come back in a few days. He thought it would be fun to race all the remote control cars.

"Maybe we should race all the other cars too," laughed Kyle.

"I could rent the Mission Raceway if you really want to have some fun," suggested Colin which caused a whole lot of excitement. Something told me we would now be heading out there one day soon. I had to admit, I was excited with all the new cars and things we had and couldn't wait to get out and show some of them off.

We looked around the house and it was a mess, but we decided it could all wait until tomorrow. After all they didn't call it Boxing day for nothing. I figured that's the day you put all the wrapping paper and stuff into boxes, and then put the artificial tree back in the box. I had no idea why it was called Boxing Day, but it was another holiday, so we just accepted that. Maybe they had a whole day of boxing matches on TV, which I wouldn't know about anyway. I'll add it to my list of things to ask Wikipedia. All of us headed to the master bedroom, and had a Christmas orgy. Nothing says happy holidays like a nice traditional gay orgy. We fucked, sucked and kissed the hell out of each other for hours until finally Jason and Alex headed for their bedroom and left Troy and Kyle to sleep with us.

Troy curled up against me. "Thank you for my car. It's the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me, except for the whole being adopted thing. I love you guys so much," he said as he put his head on my chest.

"I love you too," I said as we drifted off to sleep.

End of Chapter. Comments always welcome at outinwest@gmail.com. The opening of the Q Academy is getting closer and closer...