teen2b slow)(10/60)
The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of the author.
If you are looking to get off quick, read something else. This story is presented in serial form and you'll read a lot of background, before you get any mindblowing sex scenes.
If you are bothered by same sex relationships, read no farther. This is a story about the interaction of males with each other in a fanciful setting. It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story. Thanks to those who have encouraged me to continue with the presentation of this series.
Hope that you continue to enjoy. LJB
Prophecy/Prophesy
A few have questioned the spelling in the title, pointing out the difference between the noun and the verb. The error in the title is the use of the indefinite article "a". Prophecy has an implication of religous source which is not true of this story. Prophesy has a super natural connotation which was the intent of using this verb. The title should have been: To Fulfill Prophesy, using a double verb. Please, no more spelling notes.
To Fulfill a Prophesy
Section 10
Dean - Wednesday afternoon
Our staff dining room was always served in a buffet style, so that you could choose your meal from several options. There were a number of the staff members taking a late lunch and I stopped to talk with a few, I had not seen for some time, while our three new shadows helped themselves at the serving bar. A number of the staff at the castle' had been employed there for many years and I knew each one personally. Some had been around since I was a youngster. Mr. Chen had done his usual excellent job of briefing everyone about the boys and the new men and everyone spoke eagerly of having young people living on the estate again. By the time I had talked with several old friends, Ted and the boys had come in and joined our three new men. Ted had introduce Anson to the boys and explained to them the work that these three would be doing and that they were a part of our family'. The two boys seemed to accept Anson immediately, I think because they saw that Dale and Jason had such a good attitude about him. He talked freely with them and seemed to really enjoy the boys.
After lunch, we all went and sat together in my office. The conversation among the adults varied, but naturally swung back around to the security issues again. The boys sat and quietly listened.
"Mr......er, Dean," Anson started, "I have only one small problem in the procedures that I reviewed. It says that Mr. Chen, he's the little butler guy, isn't he, can take the boys out on his own authority. And as well, that he doesn't need security accompaniment. This doesn't seem like a very safe idea." I picked up the telephone beside me and dialed Mr. Chen, asking him to join us.
We have a paging system on the estate. Each of us , including the boys, wear a button disc, or carry it in our pocket. When we want to reach someone, we can dial their extension from any telephone. The button for that person beeps as their primary telephone rings, but they can take the call at any telephone.
"When Mr. Chen arrives," I told Anson, "I am going to ask him to take the boys somewhere. I want you to disagree with me about them going and then I want you to stop him from taking them. If you must, use whatever means you consider necessary." All three new men looked intensely at me. Mr. Chen entered the room and bowed.
"May I assist you, Mr. Dean ?" he asked. "Mr. Chen, would you please take the boys to the Games Room and show them which games they may use ?"
"I don't think the boys should have to go. They're being good right where they are." Anson challenged.
Mr. Chen moved over behind where the boys were sitting and placing a hand on each of their shoulders, urged them up and toward the door by saying simply, "Come."
"Just a minute." Anson said rising from his chair. Mr. Chen moved slightly to the side, placing himself physically, between the boys and Anson. Anson took two steps forward and reached out as if to grab Denny's arm to slow them down. Before anyone could draw a breath, or finish blinking, Anson found himself face down on the ground with Mr. Chen's foot firmly planted on the back of his head and neck. The hand he had reached out with was twisted and levered firmly in Mr. Chen's hand causing a great deal of strain on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen." I said. "Mr. Tyler has just learned an important lesson, which he should have learned at the Police Academy. Never judge by looks or appearances." Anson was released and Mr. Chen stepped back and bowed to him. Anson got a big smile on his face and returned the bow.
"Gentlemen, I have been most remiss in not previously introducing our mentor and good friend, the first member of the security team, Mr. Chen. As Head of Household he performs many duties, one of which is Master Chen, Sensei of the Castle Dojo. Among his many martial arts skills, he is Judan, Tenth Dan (degree) Black Belt in the Niseido Ju Jitsu Ranking System. All members of the estate staff receive instruction from Mr. Chen, from the time they are first employed and we have at least seven black belt ratings of various degrees within our dojo. Ted holds Rokudan: Sixth Dan and I hold Yondan: Fourth Dan.
"I thank you for the very effective lesson, Sensei" said Anson. Mr. Chen nodded to him.
We broke up our gathering after that, each of us having our own necessities and concerns which required tending. Ted and I went to the games room with the boys and showed them a variety of games and activities that they could use. We then went for a walk around the estate and the boys were excited by the stables and a visit with the riding horses. I had not been out there for a very long time and enjoyed our walk as much as they did. They were really intrigued with the heated outdoor pool and then, when they saw the indoor one, they begged that we all go swimming. We told them that everyone swam naked and although Davey was ready, you could see fear again cloud Denny's eyes. He very carefully watched Ted and I undress and help Davey work with his cast. He apparently made a decision that he was safe with us and that happy appearance returned to his face as he shed his clothes. I though that this was likely the best kind of therapy for him to resolve what had happened to him, separating one man's actions from his relationships with other men. Davey's cast presented a bit of a challenge, but we laid it across a couple floater boards, after it was wrapped in a towel and he could walk around in the shallow end of the pool and also swim and float, or go deeper, when Ted or I supported him. Denny didn't know how to swim, but after a little coaxing, played in the shallow end with us and even let us take him into the deeper water, now seeming more willing to trust Ted, or myself.
As we were about to leave the pool area, Mr. Chen appeared with a tray bearing grapes for the boys to share and coffee for Ted and me. He was certainly making sure that Davey and Denny's diets were well balanced to help make up for some of the nutrients they had been missing. We all thanked him for his consideration and stopped for a few minutes to down his treats. We took the time to reinforce with the boys that they were not allowed to use the pools unless they had one of the adults with them, no exceptions. They acknowledged their understanding and each assured us that they understood the risks.
Leaving the pool area, we took the boys up to their room and spent some time with them, while they checked out their bedroom. The room was set up with two areas. On the left side of the room, there was a sitting/playing area which had a table and four comfortable chairs, a colour television with DVD player and a stereo shelf with a radio, 8 track deck and CD player. There were racks with a selection of cartridges for both of these as well as one for DVD albums. Along one wall in this area was a computer centre with a PC and printer. A large toy centre was along another wall which had a variety of games and toys in it. On the right side of the room were the twin beds, and bed side tables with individual lamps. Built into a portion of a wall was a set of storage drawers and the doors to the large walk-in closet and the bathroom. The closet was divided into two sides, each containing hanging racks, shelves and more storage drawers. A small selection of clothing for each boy hung on the side of the closet each had been designated. Mr. Chen had obtained necessities only and decided to wait for the boys to help choose the balance of their wardrobe, so that it might reflect their individual tastes. The bathroom had both a tub and a walk-in shower.
We spent a couple hours in the boys room and they checked everything over thoroughly, finding out how each thing worked, so at the end of that time, they seemed to know where everything was placed. They then asked Ted and me if they could see our rooms. Ted's room was across the hall, so we went there first. Our rooms each have digital keypad lock controls on them. Davey was not pleased with this and wanted to know, what he was going to do if he needed one of us during the night. Denny agreed. Ted explained that they each had a phone by their beds and they could just push one button on it to reach us in the night.
"But what if all I need is to sleep with someone, like last night ?" Denny asked.
Ted told him, "You are expected to knock on a closed door and wait to be invited in. Just think of using the telephone as knocking." Both boys seemed to understand that, but still weren't totally satisfied.
Ted's suite consisted of two rooms very much like the suite occupied by Jason and Dale. Instead of a dining/kitchenette, there was a conference area with a large, board room table and 8 comfortable chairs at one end of the sitting/lounge room. The boys were impressed with his apartment and when they saw his king sized bed declared emphatically that they were going to sleep in it, soon. For right now, they settled with just bouncing on it for a couple minutes. The decor of the rooms were very warm and inviting, yet masculine in colours and textures. I always loved going into Ted's room. It smelled like him. Not the odour of after shave or deodorizing spray, but the strong, individualized scent that you associate with a particular person. The mix of soap, after shave, deodorant and the scent of the person himself. The smell always seemed to embrace me while I was in those rooms. It alone could physically excite me.
My suite was down the hall from Ted's. It was the same set of rooms I had as a youth. The Master bedroom suite occupied by my parents, remain empty since their deaths. I had not been there in over three years. There was a connecting door in the common wall between Ted's and my suite, so instead of going back into the hall, we used it. The boys thought that this was absolutely great. They referred to it as "the secret door" even though it was in plain sight within either suite. My rooms were set up just about the same way as Ted's. The colours differed and the position of the furniture was different, but everything else was similar. The two boys wandered around until they were sure they had seen everything and then they were ready to head down for dinner.