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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 mind-blowing 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
To Fulfill a Prophesy
Section 39
Jamie - Saturday afternoon
Denny had warned us my Mother would be arriving. He had it down to almost the exact minute. He had also been the one to arrange for us to handle the situation. It was a trade off. He felt he needed to tell Uncle Ted he was the fourth Guardian, but Uncle Ted then arranged with Dad for us to be allowed to handle the coming problem. They did not demand details, they simply agreed they would support our requests.
Before she arrived, we knew what Mom wanted. Everything was collapsing in on her. She was virtually broke and was traveling a step or two ahead of the bill collectors. Eduardo was an expensive toy. I knew why she had divorced Dad, but I never truly understood why she married the other three. It wasn't just a matter of sex. Unlike Dad, she always picked men who would be financially dependent on her in an irresponsible manner. It was a need she seemed to have. When Davey helped me focus my mind on her, I knew she was coming to barter with Dad. She had formed a flimsy idea, out of desperation, that she could get money from him, for allowing me to live with him. It fit into her plan perfectly, when she had called the school and found out I was already here. She had even at one point had a thought, that this was `selling' me, but she quickly drove the concept from her thoughts as being unacceptable.
After Mr. Bailey and I arrived on Friday, I went with my Dad to his office. I told him what was going to happen this evening and confirmed he would allow us to handle this problem. Uncle Ted had talked to him and supported our request, so Dad was prepared to let us go ahead. I gave him a list of financial details which we were proposing and he scanned them carefully.
"I was prepared to give her a lot more than this to have you here." Dad told me.
"Giving it to her is not enough." I replied. "She has to learn how to handle the money and herself, or she will just be back for more."
"You have become very wise, in a very short time." Dad said. "I will make these arrangements, exactly as you have requested."
"I've always been smart, Dad." I responded. "I've just learned how to use it properly. I'm also going to need you to do certain things at the party tonight." I asked him not to argue with Mom, or Eduardo and to remove himself from them, without any discussion, as soon as he felt it practical. He agreed.
Uncle Ted was also co-operative, when I asked him to arrange for security, not to impede the taxi, or it's occupants, when they arrived. He asked if he could help any other way and I suggested to him he remind my Mother about the Prophesy, if he found an opportunity, but not to argue with anyone. He said if the opportunity presented itself, he would do what he could.
Friday evening we put all of this out of our minds and enjoyed our dinner and celebrations. The food was excellent and everyone enjoyed learning about the different parts of the meal and the proper way of using the utensils. We all knew we would need this information, for attending many future functions and this, was a far more interesting way of learning, than having someone give us a lecture and holding up a fork.
When my Mother arrived, the timing couldn't have been better. Dad handled himself like a trooper and let me guide the activity. There were no displays, or arguments, there was just a finish to our excellent dinner. Dad withdrew and went to bed, before anything could heat up and as soon as I gave Mom and Eduardo the necessary instructions, Davey and I also removed ourselves from the situation. Kevin told me later, Uncle Ted brought up the Prophesy and left Mom thinking about what might be going on.
Davey had suggested visiting her in her dreams, to reinforce we were in control, but I had thought of a more subtle way, to let her know we meant business. I placed a picture of the four of us in her memory, which was long before she had ever met the other three Guardians. It was subtle and would only be recalled, when she searched for a memory of when she decided to make her trip here. I did not know I could do this, but Davey and Denny guided me. Denny's power and knowledge was growing very rapidly, but he didn't seem changed by it in any way.
The meeting on Sunday morning went exactly as Denny had told us. I was amused by Eduardo. He and I had never gotten along very well, he had even tried to bully me one time, so having him removed from Dad's office was kind of fun. I'm glad Mom realized, she was getting a good deal. I was serious about cutting her off, if she couldn't force herself to face the inevitability of crashing on the path she was currently following. Happily for both of us, we did not have to explore that option.
With the matter settled and behind us, we were now free to enjoy the rest of this weekend's birthday celebrations. Dad announced to us in the gardens, the carnival would be opened starting at four o'clock, when the guests started to arrive. We were committed to some periods, when we would be part of the Receiving Line, meeting guests as they arrived, but the rest of the evening was for fun. Denny wanted to go riding. Boy, did he ever catch on quick how to influence my Mom. He just took her hand and asked her and the next thing you knew, we were all going riding.
It was a great outing. This was the first time the entire `family' had been riding together at the same time. Eduardo showed a side of himself, I had not seen before. He loved horses and could handle them like an expert. It was something special watching him ride, too. When we returned, we headed for the showers and Mom went to her room. She sent Eduardo with us. He didn't seem too pleased, likely because he still hadn't had an opportunity to find out, what had happened in the meeting. I watched Eduardo in the showers. He seemed to take a particular interest in checking out Mr. Bailey.
Tim Wright - Saturday afternoon
All the birthday parties I have ever known have been a few kids, maybe games or running through a garden hose on someone's back lawn, a few presents followed by a cake and ice cream. Even less, if the celebrant was one of the guys in an older group. This was a birthday bash, I don't expect will ever be outdone. The dinner on Friday night was the type of learning experience everyone should have. The boys, old and young, learned the basics of dining protocol, without even barely realizing it was an educational experience. When Ted first talked to me about it, I was a little dubious, but the more research I did into proper etiquette, the more I realized that his was the way to go. We are going to have several more such dinners, instruction included, so these skills become natural for all of us to use.
Kevin had fore warned me, there would be a bit of a climax to the evening, but I didn't really have any idea, what it would be. Sitting back and watching the details unfold before me, I was fascinated by how mature Jamie was in guiding the players through their roles. He seemed far beyond the boy I had met only five days ago, but then I could see a change in all four of the boys. It must be because I haven't seen them on a constant basis, I can notice some of the subtle changes. Denny is the only one who seems to stay exactly the young boy I first was introduced to and yet, there is something about him I just can not put my finger on.
After the meeting he had Saturday morning, Kevin called me and said everyone was going to go horse back riding. I told him I had never done that, but he insisted I come along and try. I'm glad he did. It was wonderful. Anson helped me out with tips and suggestions and I found others were just learning as well. We all ended up afterward in the locker room having a group shower. Everyone was in great spirits, except maybe Eduardo, but even he seemed to lighten up once in the shower room. As we had no bathing suits brought down with us and today they were required in the pools, we passed on a swim and headed to our various rooms to dress for lunch.
"Are you happy, Tim ?" Kevin asked me while we were dressing.
"I hadn't really though about it lately, Kevin," I responded, "there's been so much going on since I came here, but yes I am. I think I'm happier than I can ever remember being. And why shouldn't I be ? I have a job I love doing, I live in a castle, I have new people around me who are rapidly becoming my friends and I love someone, who loves me back. At least I think you love me back."
"You never have to wonder about it." Kevin told me. "I love you more than I have ever loved anything or anyone before. Every moment I spend near you, I love you more, even when I don't think there is more love in me."
"It frightened me, when I found out how young you were." I confided to him. "At 16, I felt I couldn't expect you to make a life decision, but I knew I wanted to be with you as long as you wanted me. Then Ted and Dale talked with me and told me you were very mature in your feelings and once you had made a decision, it would be final. I am so glad I trusted them. And I trusted you."
"I belong to you, now and forever." he vowed. He walked over to me and wrapping his arms around my neck, laid his head on my chest. "We are one and I am bound to you, just as I am bound to my brothers. I know it, they know it and you must know it also." I hugged him and ran my hand over his bare back and up through his soft hair, holding him close to me.
"I know it." I affirmed. "And I will always try to be worthy of having you and your love." I kissed him on the forehead. This was a moment of affirmation, not passion and I believed he recognized the difference, just as I had. We slowly disengaged ourselves and resumed dressing.
"How do you feel about Ted ?" he asked. "I don't mean whether you like him or not. I know you do. I mean do you have personal feelings about his relationship with me."
"I think he has been very wise, to let us figure out where we stand with each other, before he tried to interact too much with us." I answered. "I think in the end, his adopting you may be the best for you and everyone else. It would give you a family, which I could join, instead of us just being a lone couple. It legally unites you with the boys you already have accepted as your brothers and it gives you a true home, in addition to what we create."
"I felt proud last night when Dean introduced me to Aunt Brenda as one of Ted's sons." he admitted.
"So did I." I admitted to myself, as much as to Kevin.
"Would you be bothered if I started calling Ted, Dad' and Dean, Uncle' ?" he wanted to know. "Please really think about it and be honest with me."
"I will never be dishonest with you, Kevin." I vowed. "Would you feel more a part of the family, if you did that ?" He thought carefully for a while.
"It's as much an expression of respect, as being included." he finally replied. "I think it acknowledges how important they are and all they have done for me.....for us. Yes, being in the family is part of it, too."
"I have no objection, in fact, I feel very good about it, if you are comfortable." I assured him. We finished dressing and went down to the cafeteria to have lunch with the family group.
Everyone had arrived ahead of us, but our usual seats were waiting. We collected our trays and selected the items we wanted for lunch. I understood this afternoon and evening was the first time the cafeteria would be totally closed in over five years. All the staff would be at the carnival and there would be lots of things to eat there. This truly was a staff celebration.
Eduardo seemed to be in a better mood as he ate lunch with the group. I wondered how much Brenda had actually told him, about the arrangement the boys had made for her. He must not yet have realized, the divorce settlement and any alimony, with all the money in Jamie's name and the property in Dean's, would amount to nothing. They had protected her completely.
Dean gave some last minute instructions and reminded each of the boys to remain in the view of their security man at all times. Dale with Denny, Digger with Jamie, Jason with Kevin and Anson with Davey. They were to be like glue, from the time the boy left the `castle', until he was safely tucked into bed tonight. Denny excused himself from the table, saying he had something he needed to do. I noted the other three and Ted looked a little puzzled, but no one said anything as he left.
About five minutes later, Denny returned, holding the hand of a boy roughly his own age. They were followed by another boy who might have been 13 or 14. The boys came with him without any hesitation and did not seem particularly uneasy when confronted by our large group, even with so many adults. I looked at the boys and knew they reminded me of someone. They were both quite similar. Blonde hair, topping handsome faces. Solid builds with wide shoulders and narrow waist and hips, very athletic looking.
"Ahem, Anson." Dale called out. "Did you misplace your twin brothers ?" It was true. These boys looked very much like Anson. If he had been older, he could easily be mistaken for their father.
"Not my brothers," Anson said. "but I'll bet you guys are Len and Gus Taylor." The boys looked surprised and I'm not sure whether it was from seeing how much Anson looked like their brother, when he moved over to them, or because he knew their names." He reached out to each of them and shook their hands. "I'm Anson" he told them.
"Everyone," Anson announced as he turned back to the group, "I'd like to introduce you to Len," he indicated the taller, older boy, "and Gus Taylor." he placed his hand on the shoulder of the younger youth. "These are the younger brothers of our friend and co-worker, Brian Taylor."
That's right, I thought to myself. That's who they look exactly like. Just then, Brian came zipping around the corner, obviously looking for the boys. Denny spoke before he had a chance to say anything.
"They didn't wander off." he said. "I went and got them. They didn't have anything to do, so we're going to go swimming for a while. Come on guys, we'll get your bathing suits and you can come and change in Davey's and my room. Okay, Dad ?" he asked looking to his Dad. Ted nodded his head.
"Don't worry, Brian." Anson told him. "I'll go with them. You do whatever it is you're doing and then meet us afterward. Okay, Dale ?"
"I'm going too." Dale called back. There was a lot of movement at the table and when the dust settled, everyone under 28 was gone. That left me with Dean, Ted, Debra, Digger and Eduardo, who I'm only guessing is over 28.
"Dean," Debra said, "is this going to be one of those wonderful celebrations, like your parents use to have, where the staff are bringing all their family ? They were always such fun."
"Yeah." Dean responded. "We haven't had one for over four years. If I had handled their deaths better, we would have had one as a `Wake' for my parents, but this will have to do. I know they would love it."
"Yes, they would." Debra answered, a tear forming in her eye. "You know I loved them, dearly ?"
"I know." he affirmed. "Deb, would you consider joining Jamie and me, as part of the Receiving Line this afternoon ? There will be a number of people you will know and others, who will remember you."
"You know," she replied, "you're still the only one on earth, who can get away with calling me "Deb" and yes, that would please me very much. I'll never understand why, this still feels like `home', to me."
"I'm sure some of us can keep Eduardo occupied, while you are busy." Ted said. Eduardo, being very co- operative at this time, agreed we could manage.
Brian Taylor - Saturday afternoon
Len and Gus had to come with me when I went to the `castle' on Saturday. I had some last minute details which needed to be dealt with and Mom was still at work. She was coming to the celebration from there. When we arrived the boys were really impressed by everything. This is the first time they had been on the estate. I was on the phone, in the Security Office and my brothers were doing something in the hallway, just outside. I saw Denny for a moment and the next time I looked, my brothers were gone.
I figured Denny had to be involved, but the big question was where ? I looked at the time and it was just the end of lunch. I'd try the cafeteria. Sure enough, when I rounded the corner, there they were, there everyone was. Before I could say a word, Denny spoke up and made arrangements for everything. What was I to do ? All my bosses were on his side. Half an hour later, I was done and satisfied everything would run as expected. All the temporary staff was cleared and the check points were all active. I trotted over to the pool and found a whole group in it.
"Come on and get your suit on, Bri." Anson yelled to me.
"I think I had better go out and check......." I started to say.
"I suggest you get your suit on," Dale interrupted, "or you might find yourself begging Anson for a set of dry clothes to wear the rest of the day." I looked around and Dale, Jason, Kevin and Anson were all moving in my direction.
"Okay, guys." I conceded. "I got the message. "Give me five to get changed."
"Go use my room to change." Anson yelled. "And don't make us come looking for you." I wasn't quite sure if the last part was a joke or not, so I didn't waste any time getting back. The swim was really refreshing. We must have spent an hour after I got there. Of course, my brothers had to see if they were big enough to drown me yet. They had lots of help, but luckily, I had my own troops in the wings. In the end, I remained unscathed. During the time we were in the pool, the carnival started up their music system and that, of course, got all the kids and some of the not so kids, anxious to get out there.
"Where's your Mom ?" Anson asked. I explained about her coming later from work. "How is she managing with her job, working part-time ?"
"It's certainly better than full time." I replied. Anson had become a friend so fast, it was easy to talk with him, about things I'd never say to others. It was hard to believe, I had only worked for him for such a short period. "You'd think there would be someplace a first rate Administrative Secretary like her could work from nine to three, so she could handle raising her kids, but these firms are all geared to strict hours, or nothing. Right now we're trying to find some way to cover looking after my brothers, when she and I are both working, during the summer holidays. I asked all around the neighbourhood, but either you know someone won't look after them well, or it's so expensive we can't manage. Of course, Len's angry we want him to be `baby sat'. If he were a couple years older, it would be different. He could have a job, looking after Gus, like I use to look after both of them when I worked afternoons."
"I can see it's a real problem for you guys." Anson consoled me. "I'll see if I can find out anything that could help." I wasn't quite sure what he meant by that, but figured, the more help looking, the better." There were piles and piles of fluffy, white towels in the locker rooms to dry with when we were done showering off the chlorine from the pool. We put on bathrobes and everyone went their way to get dressed. I told my brothers to stay with Davey and Denny until I got them. When we entered Anson's room, Digger was laying on the bed, reading a book.
"I didn't realize you would be waiting, Hon." Anson said. "I hope I didn't delay anything."
"No," Digger answered, "I actually wasn't even waiting for you. I was just resting a bit. I figure Jamie is going to keep me running, long into the night, tonight." Anson turned to me.
"You have figured out by now, Digger and I are together, haven't you ?" he asked. "We are one of those couples, you wondered about the other day." I hung my head, a little embarrassed. "Don't worry, I told Digger about our conversation. I keep nothing back from my Master." Anson, still naked, walked over to the side of the bed where Digger was laying and knelt beside him. "You were curious, Brian. You should understand I am submissive to Digger."
"You mean you let him, like him to beat you." I said, horrified my friend would allow such a thing to happen.
"No, no." Anson and Digger both spoke at the same time. Digger swung his legs over the edge of the bed and sat up, next to where Anson knelt.
"I would never, ever harm Anson." he declared, reaching over and stroking his fingers through Anson's hair.
"And I would never allow Digger, or anyone else to harm me." Anson certified. I didn't understand. "Digger and I have a relationship in which he is dominant and I am submissive. It means I serve him, within a range of established limits. He respects those limits. In the end, we both are satisfied by what we receive from each other." He explained in more detail, so I understood what they each wanted and how they provided it for each other. "We've told you this, because you wanted to know about relationships, when we talked. This is one type of male relationship. There are many others. I still suggest you talk to Dale, or Ted." I think I was finally getting his message. If I trusted Dale or Ted with my feelings, they could provide me with information and answers about the things I wanted to know.
We finished dressing and headed out to each collect our boys. As it turned out, they were all together waiting in Davey and Denny's room. Len and Gus were really taken with the boy's room and hauled me around showing me all the great things there were to do and play with. They shared a room at home and there was never enough space to do anything in their room. I too was impressed with this bedroom/sitting room, just as I had really liked Anson and Digger's room.
Everyone had their charges. It was nearly four o'clock. Off we went to join the celebration.
The Prophesy of the Guardians
The House of Chen, being both old and honourable, shall be the Caretakers of this vision of the yet to come.
From this time forth, one son will be born to the House of Chen in each generation to the number of 110.
These males shall be the Caretakers and shall guard this knowledge until its time arrives.
In the world of new beginnings, a Shogun (Leader/Prince) of infinite wealth, after being lost and found again by his Samurai (Warrior Chief) will both learn that their real riches lie elsewhere. To them will come four treasures to be nurtured and guided. They will father the four to manhood. . During the course of their growth, the Father will meet a fatal end.
Each Guardian will possess gifts.
One will hold the gift of dreams and control of the emotions.
One will hold the gift of looking into and influencing the minds of his fellow man and knowing truth.
One will hold the gift of communication and know all languages, written and spoken.
One will hold the gift of prophesy and he will be the catalyst to the power of the four.
Each will sense the presence of others.
Together, as one, the Guardians will hold a gift never allowed before to man.
There are dark forces and men who fear the power of the Guardians and would use it for their own purposes.
Care must be taken to preserve them while they grow and develop their skills. They must learn to love and trust, so that they may serve the needs of mankind.
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