teen2b slow)(19/56)
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 are encouraging me to continue with the presentation of this series.
I have not acknowledged e-mails, instead using my time to write. I do appreciate hearing from you. Hope that you continue to enjoy. LJB
It's done. The total number of sections is 56.
To Fulfill a Prophesy
Section 19
Davey - Thursday night
We went riding. On horses. After I talked to Dad, I met the three big guys and we changed into some old clothes. Well, they changed into some old clothes. Denny and I don't have any. All the clothes in our closet are the new ones Mr. Chen got us. We both had a pair of jeans, so we put them on. Anson came back to our room, after he had changed his clothes and helped me with my jeans. The buttons were hard for me to do up. Of course, as Anson did up the button fly, I started to get hard. He pretended not to notice, but I knew he had to.
We all went out to the back of the `castle' and got on one of the motor carts that are out there. Dale drove and Denny sat on Jason's lap. Anson and I were in the rear seats. It took about 10 minutes on a dirt road to get out to the stables. We passed some tennis courts and a small golf course on the way. The stables were three separate buildings and a bunch of fenced off fields. When we arrived there were three men waiting for us and they had six horses with them, saddled and ready to go. Dale introduced one of the men to us. His name was Jim and he was in charge of the stables and horses. Jim shook hands with each of us. He was going to be riding with us, because none of us really knew the area very well. Jim then introduced each of us to the horse that he had chosen for us to ride.
Dale had ridden before and he had a horse named Thunder. It was very big and when it came time to leave, Dale swung up into the saddle with no effort. Anson was raised on a farm and had horses around him all his life, so he knew how to ride. He also had a very big, tall horse, named Swift Current. Lady Belle was the name of Jason's horse. Jason had never been closer to a horse than a picture in a magazine. He did not seem too pleased about being there and kept giving Dale dirty looks. Dale just smiled a lot. Lady Belle was a medium size horse and Jim assured Jason that she was gentle and very friendly. My horse was named Beebop and was the same size as Lady Belle. I had never ridden before, but I loved animals and thought he was great right from when I first saw him. Denny was afraid. I could feel how upset he was, but he was trying to be really brave in front of all of us. I told Anson quietly and he went over to Jim and Dale and suggested this first time that Denny ride with him, on Swift Current. They agreed and suggested it to Denny and he was very happy. The horse that had been selected for him was smaller and its name was Boots. Before we left, Anson and I went over to give Boots a pat and a little treat that Jim had given to us. Denny came over and helped us. He patted Boots and told her that next time he would like to ride with her.
We all mounted up and Dale lifted Denny up to Anson, who shifted back in the saddle and put Denny between him and the saddle horn. He held one arm over Denny's shoulder and across his chest. Denny leaned back into him and I could feel that he felt very safe. Jason had a bit of trouble mounting Lady Belle and Dale offered to give him a hand up'. Jason scowled at this and told him that his ass wasn't meant to be in a saddle and he was not meant to do the mounting'. They both looked over at me and I pretended not to have heard anything. Jason finally made it up and we were off. Jim's horse was named Charger and he was beautiful. He told us that Charger was Dad's horse and that he had needed exercising, so Jim decided to bring him along. Jim mentioned that he and Dad were the only ones to ever ride Charger, because he was a very particular horse, who chose who he liked and who he didn't and didn't like very many people.
We had a really great ride. There were several trails out of the stable and Jim took us along one that he said cut across the estate and showed the variety of land. We rode in a set order with Jim leading, then Anson with Denny, next was Jason, then me and Dale brought up the rear. We went through several wooded areas, some very thick and others that Jim said could be used for camping. There were grassy fields and some rolling hills. This estate was a really large place. When we returned to the stable area, we had been out about forty five minutes. When I got off Beebop, I could feel some soreness in my legs and butt. Jason said his butt was so sore, that he just might never sit down again. Jim told him that if we had ridden any longer, he just might not. It did not seem to bother the others, or if so, they were not saying. I asked Jim if I could give Charger a treat. He looked a little concerned, but Dale nodded his permission and Jim said that he would do it with me. He handed me a treat and we walked over near where Charger was standing. When we were a few feet away from him, I held my hand out and called, Charger". Jim laughed and told me that horses won't come like a dog. While he was telling me that, Charger casually pulled away from the man who was holding his reins and clopped over to my hand, relieving me of the treat. Jim looked over at our group with this surprised look on his face, telling them that he had never seen this horse do anything like that. Charger took an extra step over to me and put his head way down, so that I could rub his long nose and pat his head. Jim just stood there and watched. We said goodbye to our horses and thanked Jim and his men for helping us and then we headed back to the castle'.
It was 11:00 a.m. when we arrived at the pool area. We smelled bad. You didn't notice it, when you were at the stables, or riding along in the transport cart, but now we were standing still. Dale said everyone had to shower and wash, before they swam. The showers were next to the pool area, in fact there was a full locker room. We all went into the locker room and as we undressed, we threw all our clothes into a big laundry basket that was there. Into the shower we all scrambled and scrubbed our bodies with the soap bars that Dale handed us. Anson had helped me wrap a thick towel around my cast and he also helped me wash the areas I couldn't reach, just like Dad did when I was with him. He asked me to wash his back and then he washed mine.
I did everything I could imagine to not think about the sexy, muscular, male bodies that surrounded me. I didn't look at anyone. When I washed off Anson's back, I looked straight at his back. That was a mistake. He has big, wide shoulders and is very muscular. When he moved slightly, the muscles would shift and expand. I felt my cock start to lengthen. Finishing his soaping as fast as I could, I turned away from everyone and tried to think of other things, while he soaped my back. Dogs, landscapes, garbage in cans, traffic accidents, dead people, nothing was doing any good. By the time the others were ready to go out to the pool, I was hard as a rock and pointing straight to the ceiling and I was so embarrassed I could have happily died. I called over my shoulder for the others to go ahead and they all did. Everyone except Anson. He stood waiting for me.
"Go ahead, Anson. I'll be there in a minute or two."
"It's okay, Davey. I'll wait for you. I think we should change the towel on your cast to make sure it stays as dry as possible."
I didn't know what to do. I had turned the shower on to cold and it had made me sag a little, but I was starting to freeze.
"Davey, your shivering." Anson placed his hand on my shoulder as he spoke. "My God, your freezing." He reached over me and felt the water running on cold. "The water's freezing, what's going on ?" He reached over my shoulder and adjusted the water temperature to warm me back up. "Davey, tell me what's going on." He didn't yell at me, his voice was quiet and I could feel the concern in it.
"I'm sorry, Anson." I told him. "I'm having a problem with woodys and I'm embarrassed that it happens in front of you guys."
"Davey, turn around and let me see." he said in his quiet voice. I thought about it and then slowly turned around. He was looking me in the eye as I turned and when I was facing him he looked down at my cock. He opened his eyes real wide as if in surprise.
"Holy Shit ! Are you ever hung !" he said in a loud voice with a hillbilly accent. I know I blushed the deepest red I have ever displayed. "There now," he said, his voice returning to its normal soothing level, "you never have to worry about me embarrassing you again. It's done and over. Now I'm going to change your towel and then you are going to follow close to me out to the pool. I will lead you to an area away from the others and help you into the pool. Okay ?" I nodded and we did what he had told me. No one actually paid any attention to us and after I was in the pool a few minutes, my problem disappeared, for now. I made a note to myself that I owed Anson.
The others swam and I waded around and played with Denny, for about a half hour, floating my cast on a couple flutter boards. Dale called out that we had five minutes left. Anson and I didn't wait. He got me out and we went back to the showers to rinse off the pool chemicals. In the locker room there was a pile of fluffy, white robes. Anson helped me dry off and then to put on one of the robes, fastening the tie snugly around my waist. I waited while Anson dried off and put on a robe. Yes I was hard again. What would you expect with a strong, muscular, sexy body like Anson's displayed in front of you. I tried not to look, but my will power is low. The others came in and rather than present a display, I waited in the pool area while they got ready.
"We have a meeting in fifteen minutes." Dale announced, or rather I think he was just informing Denny and me. "What would you two like to do ?" I looked at Denny and he just shrugged his shoulders.
"We really haven't had any time to be alone and check out the things in our room." I said. "I think we'll just stay there until we meet everyone for lunch at 1 o'clock." Carrying our shoes or boots and in bare feet, we all went back to our rooms. Anson said he would stop in before he went to his meeting and make sure I had all my buttons done up. Denny and I got dressed, again, when we reached our room. We then spent an hour looking through the books, games and other stuff that was on the shelves in our room. Denny sat and read a chapter of the book Dad had started to read to him last night. He read it out loud and I told him he did a very good job. We turned on the computer and Denny found an X and O game on it that we played for awhile. At 5 minutes to 1:00 we went down to the cafeteria. This had been really nice. It was the first time since we arrived here that someone else wasn't watching over us.
None of the guys were there yet, so Denny and I took our trays and walked down the food line. Every time someone passed us, they said hello and asked if we needed any help. We picked the things we wanted and I reached the things that Denny couldn't. When we were done, we took our trays to the tables where we had sat before. Dad and Uncle Dean came in just as we sat down. They looked over at us and then looked around to see who was here and then back at us. Dad headed over to the table and I knew he was going to check out what we were eating. He looked at Denny's tray. Soup, egg salad sandwich. apple juice, banana of course, milk (white not chocolate) and a donut. Now, my tray. Soup, tuna salad sandwich, milk, tossed salad with Italian dressing and two donuts. He gave me a big smile and a wink, then off he went to fill his own tray.
"Well. How did your morning go guys ?" Uncle Dean asked as he sat down.
"I rode on Swift Current with Anson, Uncle Dean." Denny enthused. `He's a really big horse and we rode all around the trail and saw all kinds of trees and birds and things. Did you know there are some woods out there where we could camp ?"
"Yes, there are Denny." said Dad as he placed his tray on the table. "Did you know that Uncle Dean camped out there quite often when he was a young boy ? He even has some pictures put away. You should ask him to show them to you sometime."
"Wow." Denny replied. Before he had time to ask anything, Uncle Dean changed the subject.
"Are you guys all ready to go shopping this afternoon ?"
"What are we shopping for ?" asked the boy of 1000 questions.
"Well, mostly for clothes, I guess." Uncle Dean answered. "We need to fill some of the space in your closet and see that you have more to wear than for just two days at a time." The three big guys came in and after getting their lunch sat down at the table. They were dressed in suits and I could tell they were each wearing their shoulder holster.
"We heard that the trip out to the stables was a big success." Dad said to Dale.
"They did very well for their first time." Dale told him. "They certainly did better than the other novice." He looked across the table at Jason, who was busy eating, but stopped when he heard what had been said. "He hasn't stopped complaining about aches and pains since we boosted him down off his horse."
"That's a lie. That is a lie." Jason responded. "I might have nearly fallen down off the animal, but I certainly did not have to be boosted down. I must admit, I was boosted up though." Everyone laughed and Jason went back to eating his lunch.
"Ted, did Davey tell you about his encounter with Charger ?" Dale asked. Dad looked concerned. "It's all right, Ted. It was not a problem. Dale told Dad and Uncle Dean what had happened.
"I'm really happy to hear that Charger likes you, Buddy." Dad told me. "He never gets enough exercise, because he will only allow Jim or me to ride him. It sounds like when you get older, he might accept you too. Dale, the next time I'm out there with you, maybe you and Anson would like to try and see if he will accept you two as well."
"I'd really like the chance to try." Dale responded.
"So would I, Sir." Anson answered too.
Dale left the table first. Shortly after that Uncle Dean and Dad led us out to the front entry. Mr. Chen stood ready, waiting for us. Dad sent Denny into the washroom to pee and gave me the raised eyebrow look that meant `how about you'. I assured him that I was fine and when Denny returned, we filed out through the front door to find Dale ready for us with the great big, new limousine. Jason opened the rear door and Uncle Dean took Denny and steered him into the back seat, followed by Mr. Chen. Anson had raced around to the other side of the car and opened the rear door behind the driver. Dad steered me around that way and he followed me into the back seat. Anson climbed in after Dad and closed the door behind himself. Jason had closed the door after Uncle Dean was seated and then seated himself in the front passenger seat, across from Dale. When all the doors were closed, we started off. When I looked around, I found that I was in the middle of a rear seat, facing the rear of the car and Anson was sitting to my right. Mr. Chen was sitting to my left holding his big umbrella. Across from Mr. Chen, sitting on the rear seat that faced forward, was Uncle Dean. Denny was in the middle of the seat, and Dad sat next to him, across from Anson.
The new car was really nice. It smelled good too. Music played softly in the background. It wasn't great music, but I imagined that Uncle Dean must like it, seeing as this was his car. I think it might put me to sleep after a while, if I were here with no one to talk to. The windows were tinted all around the car, so we could see out, but no one could see in. It was a great day out this afternoon, just the same as it had been this morning. The sun was bright, but could not glare through the tinted windows. I wondered just how tinting works. Dad and Uncle Dean were talking back and forth about some deal that they were making to buy some company. I sat there thinking. Here I sit. Last week at this time, I was working the streets and sleeping under a bridge. Same for Denny. Now we are both sitting in a car that is worth more money than we would ever see in our whole lives.
"Uncle Dean. Are you rich ?" I asked. Everything in the car seemed to stop. Nobody spoke. I wasn't even sure that anyone was breathing. All you could hear was the music that played in the background.
"Of course he's rich, Davey." Denny said in a voice that conveyed his disgust at how stupid I was. "You don't have big cars like this and live in houses like the `castle' and have lots of people around working for you, if you're not rich."
"That is not what he meant, Denny." Mr. Chen stated, "Is it Davey ?" I shook my head `no'.
"Davey, my family has always had money, so the wealth of money does not impress me, it's just something that has always been there." Uncle Dean answered and paused. I knew he had not finished. "Last week, I had lots of money, but I would not have considered myself rich. Today, I am rich. I have just about the same amount of money, but I also have you and Denny and the rest of those who make up my `family', as well as the prospect of having Jamie join us. Yes, today I am rich."
"I am happy for you." I told him. "I was just thinking and it just occurred to me that I am rich, too and we seem to have the same reasons." Everyone remained quiet and seemed to be thinking.
"All right," Denny declared, "just how much money do you got ?"
"Well, I'll tell you, Denny." Uncle Dean said. "I've got enough socked away, that I will be able to buy you a banana every day, until you're a very old man."
"Okay," Denny responded, "I just wanted to make sure." Everyone laughed at that, but Denny couldn't seem to figure out what was funny. Dale pulled the limo in front of a small, plain looking store that had a sign which said `TAILOR" and stopped for us all to get out.
"Park it, Dale." Dad said. "We need you inside, too."