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Hard As Nails: Ch 20 -- A New Day
Fred reached over and silenced the alarm blaring on his side of the bed. He reached down, scratched his balls, and pulled at his cock, still sticky from the mingling of his sperm and his wife's vaginal juices. Getting out of bed he wrapped his bathrobe around him as he made his way downstairs. He walked through the kitchen and out onto the back porch. There were no sounds from the tent. He ambled through the damp, dew-soaked grass to where his son and his two friends were lodged. He listened outside the flap and could only hear the boys' deep breathing and occasional snore. Zipping down the netting and flap he peered inside. Gunnar lay on his back in the middle of the tent. Both Bud and Connor had backed up their sleeping bags against his and lay with their backs to the sleeping teen in the middle. Fred caught the scent of cum inside the tent. He smiled and rezipped the inner flap. He left the mosquito netting undone. He thought to himself, "Boys will be boys."
Returning to the house he found Vera in the kitchen making coffee. He kissed his wife, patted her bottom, and headed for his shower to get ready for work. The sun was just rising when he came back downstairs and sat at the table to drink his first cup of the day. A rooster crowed as he took his first sip. It was followed by a few others in the neighborhood greeting the rising sun.
The back door opened and Gunnar walked in dressed only in shorts and carrying his backpack. "Morning Sir. Where is the bathroom again?"
Fred pointed to the door to Gun's right. "Good morning to you as well."
Gunnar slipped into the powder room and relieved both his bladder and bowels. Afterward, he took out his washcloth and towel and did a quick sponge bath. He brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and applied deodorant. He took out his change of clothes and dressed for the day before exiting the back into the kitchen.
"Morning again, Mr. and Mrs. Mack. Thank you for letting me sleep over. I am having a great time."
"We're glad you're enjoying yourself, dear. What can I get you for breakfast? I'm just finishing up bacon and eggs for Fred."
"Bacon and eggs would be great," the teen replied.
"Have a seat young man," Fred indicated the chair to his right. Gunnar took the seat and Vera brought him a glass of orange juice and another of milk. "You're getting the royal treatment today, Gunnar. She doesn't serve the kids orange juice and milk, they must get their own," Fred teased his wife. Vera flicked a tea towel at her spouse. "Did you play the game you mentioned last night?"
"We did Sir. I won. They couldn't find me."
"What game was that?" Vera inquired.
"Just a game of hide and seek we use to play at Methodist Church Camp," Fred replied while winking at Gunnar. "You must have had a great hiding place. Care to share?"
"It was a great spot. I'd prefer to keep it to myself should we ever play it again. They passed right past me and I was able to get back into the tent. They must have spent another 15 or 20 minutes looking around the yard," Gunnar chuckled.
Connor and Bud stumbled loudly through the back door. "We woke up and you weren't there," Connor began. "Bud, you can use that toilet. I'll head upstairs." Bud entered the powder room while Connor breezed by his folks and Gunnar to head up the stairs. A few moments later they heard him whining, "Come on Bea, I need to take a dump!"
"Ah a typical morning in the Mack household.," Vera replied. Bud came out of the powder room. Connor, who had heard the downstairs toilet flush rushed down the stairs and into the powder room. "We need to add another bathroom in the attic, Fred."
"He could have used the master bath. He knows we're both down here."
"Once burned, twice shy," Vera commented. Gunnar figured it was a family thing. Vera served Bud his orange juice and milk. "Bacon and eggs, Bud?"
"Yes Ma'am, please."
Vera placed Gunnar's plate in front of him. "Did you enjoy the game of hide and seek too?" Vera asked.
"Yes, Ma'am. I thought I might get mosquito bites on my bum but I put enough repellent on." Fred put his finger to his mouth to indicate Bud should be quiet. Gunnar also elbowed him at the same time.
"Are there any plans for this morning?" Fred changed the topic.
"Just to help clean up the tent I guess," Gun replied. "Dad said he'd pick me up when I'm ready to come home. They told him to stay away from the high school today as they finish up their investigation."
"Probably a good thing to do. I know internal investigations in the fire department are no fun for anyone either," Fred noted. "You should have Connor show you his model plane collection. He's gotten rather good and building them. He has plans to display them in his room when it is finished."
Vera sat Bud's plate in front of him. "Eat up boys. You don't have to wait on Connor." Both boys dug in.
"Mrs. Mack, could I have some toast, if it's not too much trouble?" Bud asked.
"Of course, you may. Do you like it light or dark?"
"Dark, please."
"Gunnar?"
"Dark please, Ma'am."
Vera busied herself getting the toast ready. They heard the toilet flush in the powder room. After a few minutes, Connor emerged drying his hands on a paper towel. "I'd stay out of there a few hundred years," he laughed.
Vera placed the toast in front of the two guests. Then she retrieved Connor's bacon and eggs setting them on the table as well as her own. She sat next to her husband. Connor got up and got his juice and milk before returning to the table. Bea and Adelle came downstairs dressed for work. They grabbed coffee and bowls of cereal.
"I'm off," Fred announced as he stood and kissed his wife, daughters, and son. He shook hands with Bud and Gunnar. "Don't be strangers you two. You're always welcome. Oh, please tell Tyler, I expect that front flower bed to be finished being weeded by the time I get home. Connor, you work on that side bed near the back porch."
"OK, Dad. After my guests leave."
"Of course after your guests leave." Fred grabbed his car keys and headed out the back door to the garage.
"Adelle, before you leave, please go upstairs and roust Tyler's butt from his bed. You do it so well," Vera commented.
"No big secret Mom. One fingernail to his left nipple and he's moving to get away from it right away," Adelle laughed as she put her empty bowl in the sink. Carrying her coffee cup with her she went back upstairs.
Moments later, "Jesus, Adelle! What did I do to you?" Tyler hollered.
Adelle came back downstairs to the kitchen and put her coffee cup in the sink. "Ready Bea?"
"Ready," her sister answered. She placed her bowl and cup in the sink and followed Bea out the door as Tyler emerged into the kitchen.
"I won't have you taking the Lord's name in vain under this roof, Tyler Oliver Mack."
"Sorry Mom, tell Adelle to stop poking her fingernails in my nipple. I was having a good night's sleep until she assaulted me."
"I told her to wake you. You missed me cooking breakfast. You can fix your own. Your father wants the front flower bed finished by the time he gets home. I'm going to shower and get ready for my day. I'll be back down in a bit boys. If you want anything just tell Tyler or Connor and they'll get it for you." Vera headed upstairs.
"Tyler, can I have the winning lottery numbers?" Bud wisecracked.
"Fuck you," Tyler responded as he pulled a fried chicken breast from the refrigerator. He poured himself a cup of coffee, added three sugar spoons to it, and sat down at the table.
"I'm going to tell," Connor teased.
"You do and I'll tell them about your jack-off session," Tyler mocked.
"And get yourself in more trouble for leaving the house. So do it," Connor dared him. "Anyway, Dad knows we both jack off."
"Yeah, he does, but Mom doesn't."
"I can just see Dad when he finds out you told me Mom about her sons' jacking off. You have a death wish or something Tyler. You aren't going to win friends and influence people."
"You two sound like two of my brothers. Fifth and AJ are always at each other," Gunnar shared.
"I would imagine there is quite a bit of testosterone around your place," Tyler noted.
Gunnar laughed. "When my dad and Uncle RJ had their own wing of the ranch, they called it Testosterone House. My sisters renamed it "The Salon" when they moved in. My brothers and I named our new wing T2, short for Testosterone Two." The four boys laughed.
"Guess we could call my new bedroom Tyler's Testes. My brother can call his Connor's Cock," Tyler roared at his attempt at alliteration.
Gunnar finished his breakfast and carried his plate and glasses to the sink. Bud followed suit a few minutes later. "we're going to start cleaning up Connor," Gun advised his host.
"Give me a sec and I'll be there to help.," he replied while stuffing bacon into his mouth."
"Connie, you look like a hog rooting," Tyler teased.
"Takes one to know one," Connor managed between chewing and swallowing.
Bud and Gunnar rolled up their sleeping bags and repacked their bookbags. Bud carried the six empty Mr. Pibb cans outside of the tent and stamped his foot on top of each one crushing them to the ground. He made sure the one with the condoms and wrappers didn't show any traces of the evidence in its opening.
Connor ran up to the tent. "What do you want us to do with the yoga mats? Gun inquired.
"We'll hang them over the clothesline and spray them down to get any sweat and bug spray off them. After they dry, I'll roll them up." Each teen grabbed a mat and headed to the clothesline behind Connor. When they returned to the tent, Connor gathered the trash and recycling. He ran them over to the bins by the garage and deposited them.
While Connor did that Gunnar retrieved a broom from the house. He swept the sand and dirt they had tracked into the tent out. Satisfied he had done his part he grabbed his things and sat down in one of the Adirondack chairs near the fire pit. Bud joined him as did Connor. "Guess I better call Dad," Gun said as he pulled at his phone and told Siri to call his father.
"Yeah, Mom will be waiting on my call. She'll bring my sisters with her," Bud noted as he too dialed home.
I'm looking forward to Saturday," Connor stated. At least I'll get to hang with you a bit Bud." "I'm looking forward to it as well," Bud grinned sheepishly.
"Hi Dad, I'm ready to come home." He listened a moment before saying, "Oh you're in town already!" He listened once more. "You're having breakfast with a colleague. Well, when you finish, I'm all packed up and ready. I'll just hang out with Connor and Bud. Love you."
"It's amazing how Connor and you express your love so openly to your parents. Mine tell me they love me but it's not like what you guys have," Bud proffered.
"The grass always looks greener," Connor said. "Yes, my mom and dad tell me he loves me all the time. Yet all four of us know they don't put up with bullshit. Dad doesn't spare the rod. I've had his strap on my ass more times than I care to remember. All I know is I don't want to hear the words, "Let's go to your room for a discussion." His belt does the talking. After the beer incident, he gave Tyler 5 swats with the belt. You should have seen the welts. My last spanking was only three swats and I couldn't sit down comfortably for over an hour."
"I've had my ears boxed a few times and my ass spanked by dad. Mom stands me in a corner," Bud admitted. "When dad comes home, she fills him in and we go from there."
"Both of my fathers have spanked us, usually by hand. Lately, Dad has started using his belt. Normally, we discuss the infraction and they suggest punishments. We must choose from the list they provide. Then it's over unless the infraction poses a threat to the family as my brother AJ found out last week. He threatened to call Child Services. Let's just say the Sheriff got involved and AJ was removed from the house. He was back the next day and nothing has been said since. The lesson though is right there though."
"Wow, the Sheriff took him away," Bud was wide-eyed with amazement.
"No, Dad had him pack his things and took him and dropped him off at the Sheriff's Office. The Sheriff brought him back the next morning after interviewing him."
"Wow, so don't fuck around with the Coach," Connor gulped.
"That would be my advice," Gun replied.
Vera Mack opened the screen door, "Gunnar your dad is here." "Be right there Mrs. Mack. Thank you." He high-fived his two new friends with benefits. "Thanks for a great campout. The entertainment was excellent. I hope we can play games like that again sometime," he shot them his shit-eating grim, grabbed his stuff, and headed to the truck with both boys in tow.
Vera was out front talking with Clay. "He was the perfect gentleman. He impressed my husband. Fred told me that Gunnar reminded him what it was like to be a boy. He didn't check on them overnight they were so well-behaved."
"Good to know Vera. Gunnar is very responsible. I hope the boys can camp out at our place sometime too," Clay opined. "Ready to go home Gun?"
"Yes Sir. All good things must come to an end, but we're looking forward to another camp out here or maybe a sleepover at our house."
"We can explore that after we get through the next few weeks." Farm Boy shook hands with Vera, Connor, and Bud and got in the truck. Gunnar did the same and Clay was soon heading back to the ranch.
Clay drove in silence a bit while Gunnar chattered on about the campout. When his father didn't engage Gunnar asked, "Is there something bothering you Dad?"
"Did the essentials get used last night?"
Gunnar gulped. His father either figured it out or Pops had spilled the beans. "Yes, I brushed my teeth and put on deodorant."
"I'm not stupid."
"No Sir you're not." He paused a minute, "The answer is still yes. Twice."
"You heard what I told the team."
"First off, I'm not on the team. Second, this was not a school event. Finally, everything was consensual."
The pair rode in silence the rest of the way home. When Gunnar got out of the truck he said, "I'd like to request a meeting with Pops and you, sometime today." He closed the truck door and carried his things around the outside of the house to T2 and up to his room. He closed and locked his door.
Clay walked inside and initially went to his office. After checking on a few items related to the ranch, he went in search of his Chief.
Sean was sitting outside on the deck outside their bedroom. He had stretched out on a towel and was enjoying the morning sun on his body. Farm Boy opened the door and stood there admiring his husband's physique.
"Something on your mind?" Chief asked without opening his eyes. He sensed it was his husband because the kids would have announced themselves by now.
"Gunnar has requested a meeting with the both of us today."
"More sexual orientation talks?"
"Probably but also I fucked up talking to him on the way home."
Sean raised his body onto his right arm and took off his sunglasses. "What did you do?"
"I asked him if he used his essentials. When he evaded the question, I told him I wasn't stupid. So he told me he used them twice. When I asked him if he heard what I told the team he informed me he wasn't on the team and that the campout wasn't a school event. Then he stopped talking until he got out of the truck. That's when he asked for the meeting."
"Fuck. He probably thinks I told you about the essentials." He sat up and looked questioningly at his husband." Why would you broach the subject."
"I told you; I fucked up. I thought I was going to be supportive and instead pissed him off."
"Well, let's go talk with him," Sean said as he stood and picked up the towel on which he had been laying. Wrapping it around his waist, Chief led the way through the master suite, downstairs, and out to the pool. Erik waved them over to the side.
In a low voice, Erik told his fathers, "Gun is upset. He hung out his do not disturb sign. I only saw him do that if he was jacking off in the room back in Christmas. Didn't he like his campout."
"He's upset with me," Dad responded. "We're going to go talk with him now if he's ready."
"OK Dad, mum's the word."
"Yes Erik, mum's the word. Much appreciated," Clay responded. He and Saen continued into T2. As they climbed the stairs the strains of "Forty Brave Men," a Greek national song could be heard. When they reached the door Gunnar's green μην ενοχλείτε sign was visible hanging from the doorknob.
Sean knocked on the door, "Gun, it's Pops. If you're ready to talk we're here. If not just tell us to go away." He waited for a reply. He knocked and repeated himself. He heard the toilet flush. So he repeated his message a third time. The door unlocked and a nude and visibly upset Gunnar opened the door.
"You may come in," he stated as he pulled the door open for his fathers to enter. Closing the door he crossed the room and turned down the volume on his MP3 Player. He sat down cross-legged on the floor and his parents did the same. Gunnar stared off into space.
Sean could feel the anger radiating from his youngest. "Gunnar, Dad told me you requested a meeting. We're here. What's on your mind."
"What! He didn't share it with you. You two share everything even the private stuff."
"Wait, one-moment young man. Be sure you know what you're talking about before you start slinging around allegations," Pops cautioned. "What Dad shared is that he fucked up."
"That's putting it mildly."
"Gun, I only wanted to be supportive if you had had a sexual experience. When you gave me that deodorant line, I got pissed and didn't handle the rest well."
"What was your clue?" "Okay, perhaps nerves are still a bit too raw to talk at the moment," Pops suggested.
"No, I don't know if I can trust you two again."
"I'm sorry you feel that way. For your information, I didn't tell my spouse what `the essentials" were young man. I came over here as soon as I heard you were upset to try to get this worked out so you can remember what a great time you had camping out. I see you're not ready to let anything go or listen to what we have to say. So I'm going to return to what I need to accomplish today. Let me know when you want to have a proper open discussion." Sean stood and exited the room.
Clay stayed behind a few minutes hoping Gunnar would say something but he simply stared at the wall. Junior exited the room closing the door behind him. He hadn't walked two steps when he heard the door lock and the volume of the music was turned up.
Sean had joined his sons in the pool and was horsing around with them. Clay passed the pool and walked around the house and got back in the truck and headed for the high school to prep his classroom. Some of the ranch hands were installing the water slide which had arrived late Tuesday evening.
At lunchtime, the girls had gone to have lunch with their grandfather as Mormor was out campaigning. Fifth fixed ham and cheese sandwiches with kettle chips for his father and brothers. When he buzzed Gunnar to let him know lunch was ready, his brother thanked him but declined the invitation.
"What's wrong with Gunnar, Pops? He says he isn't hungry."
"He's upset now. Just let him work it out," Pops replied.
"I've never seen him pass up food before," AJ added.
Erik noted, "Yeah you have. When he's really focused on something he has skipped meals before. Anyway, if he's hungry there is food in the kitchen of T2."
"What are your plans for this afternoon?" Pops inquired.
"Reading lists for the high school. There were three books on it I haven't read before so I'm camping out in my room," Erik answered.
"Great minds think alike," AJ answered. "I started one last night, so I'll finish it and then start the next. They're not hard reads."
"Guess I lucked out. I don't have a reading list for my classes," Fifth commented.
"That doesn't seem fair," Pops stated. "I think I'll be asking about that discrepancy. AJ, shoot that book down to Fifth when you're done." Fifth started to say something but Sean held up his hand, "Just because you're not taking advanced classes doesn't mean you shouldn't be exposed to good literature."
"Yes Sir," Fifth answered. "So I will work on my chores. After I'm done, I think I'll work out."
"I'm going to catch up on paperwork for the business so I'll be in the office if I'm needed. Who oversees dinner tonight?"
"I don't think we talked about it,' Fifth replied.
"OK I'll plan something and start cooking around 4:30. Have a good afternoon, everyone." Sean headed to the office while AJ and Erik cleaned up. The afternoon passed quietly. Sean called the school and had the office provide a Freshman summer reading list for Fifth. He asked them to give it to Clay.
Clay arrived home at 3:30 and joined Sean in the office. "Quiet day Chief?"
"Very much so Farm Boy. How was school?"
"I got my room set up and the bulletin boards up. I have one more to put up in the hallway for math. Then it's time to prep the locker room. Anything new here?"
"Nada. I need you to review the stack of bills in this folder. Then in this folder, I've placed the reports for the past week with my notes for your review."
"Any word from Gun?"
"Nope, has stayed in his room all day as far as I know."
"How long are we going to permit him to stew?"
"He's the one controlling the heat."
"I provided the gasoline."
"Yes, you did. Perhaps you need to have a one-on-one before I get involved again."
"I'll try. Let me review what you left me. What's for dinner?"
"Chicken Primavera. I'm going to start it around 4:30. My ass is tired of sitting in this chair. I'm going to swim a bit before then. Care to join me?
"Let me scan what you have for me then I'll be out. Thank you for doing all this, my love."
Sean pecked Clay's cheek and patted his balls. We'll check on these big boys later," he laughed as he left for the pool.
Gitte and Vic were trying out the new slide that had been installed that afternoon. Sean took his turn. When he surfaced shaking the water from his face and hair he yelled, "That's a bit rough on the ass!"
"O Pops you're such a softy but you can use a washcloth to help," Gitte told him holding up her pink washcloth. Vic waived her plum-colored washcloth as well.
"You could have told a guy," he chuckled.
"More fun this way. Can't wait to see what our brothers and Dad have to say," Vic informed him. All three teens laughed as Pops just shook his head. The foursome was soon joined by Erik and Andrew who had heard the laughter. The two teens climbed the slide and jumped on one right after the other wearing nothing but their birthday suits. Both boys surfaced complaining that their asses hurt.
"Did I rip myself a new hole?" AJ demanded as he climbed out of the pool and rubbed his ass cheeks.
"Yours look red but you're not bleeding," Erik informed him as he hopped out. "What about mine?"
"Just the usual pimples along your crack," AJ teased.
"Smart ass! Erik grabbed his brother and pulled him into the pool with him. They surfaced sputtering and wrestling with each other. Soon it was the three brothers against Pops and their sisters. During all the splashing and dunking, no one noticed Clay head into T2.
The house was quiet. Clay wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. He walked upstairs and noticed that the green sign bearing the Greek Do Not Disturb had been removed. Emboldened, he approached the closed door and knocked.
"Come in," Gunnar replied.
"Afternoon Gunnar. May we have a private talk together?"
Gunnar looked up from his reading chair, "That's a good idea Dad." The teen got up and brought in a chair for his father and sat it beside his reading chair."
"Are you planning on joining the family for dinner?"
"I am leaning towards coming over. There was only enough bread for one sandwich at lunchtime."
"So about this morning." Junior took a deep breath and let it out. "Once more I am sorry for the way I approached you."
"I'm sorry for getting angry over nothing as well. I just felt you were invading my space before I was ready to share. It's a lot to process. Just know we played safely and all three of us had a great experience both with the campout and sexually. I'm not ready to share details beyond that though."
"I can respect that Gunnar. We don't share what we do with you guys, though you now know more about Pops and my sex life than the rest of your siblings. So we're both sorry. We've both apologized. So the only thing left to do is," he sprang from his chair, locked Gunnar in a headlock, and gave him a noogy. Gunnar laughed as his father released him and he hugged his dad and gave him a swift kiss on his lips. "I'll see you at dinner son."
"Yes, you will. What are we having?"
"Pops is fixing Chicken Primavera."
"Please buzz me when it's time to eat. Love you."
"Love you as well." Farm Boy exited T2 and noticed his Chief was no longer in the pool. He stripped out of his school clothes and climbed the rock path to the top of the slide. He hadn't traveled two feet down the drop when he let out a loud, "OW!!" The teens in the pool stopped horsing around and stare at the slide as their father landed with a large splash in the pool.
AJ was the first to reach his father. "Are you OK Dad?"
Rubbing his ass cheeks Clay responded, "Damn that was a rough ride. It's supposed to be smooth!"
"Try it with a washcloth," Gitte advised him.
"Thanks, I will but first I need to do some laps," he replied as he began swimming trying to hide the fact that his penis had reacted to the pain inflicted on his ass by getting chubby. His physical activity helped restore his cock to its flaccid state.
AJ didn't mention that he had noticed his father's penis sticking out from his body more rigidly than he had ever seen it. His cock responded by getting erect just like it had in the locker room shower so many times when someone sprang a woody. He followed his father's example and started doing laps too. Being the competitive family they were the other teens started doing laps as well seeing who would keep up or surpass the number their dad was putting in.
Ten minutes into doing his laps, Clay stopped and watched his children put in their laps. Sean came outside, "Dinner time in 10 minutes!"
Farm Boy crawled out of the deep end of the pool, "Erik, let Gunnar know we're eating in 10."
"Yes Sir," Erik replied as he exited the shallow end and ran to the boys' wing. The rest of his siblings exited the pool before rushing off to prepare to eat dinner.
As the family gathered, they noticed they were not dining in the kitchen. Pops had set the dining room table with their everyday plates. He sat in his seat at the head of the table with the dinner already in two serving terrines. Freshly baked cornbread muffins with butter as well as their drinks completed the picture.
"Welcome everybody. I hope y'all like the surprise. I thought we'd go back to the Oak Haven tradition of evening meals in the dining room," Pops announced. The teenagers arranged themselves in birth order along the sides of the table with Vic and Gitte sitting to the right hand of their respective fathers.
Gunnar was the last one in, "Sorry I'm late. I hope I didn't detain your meal."
"Not in the least," Pops said. "Victoria, as our oldest, would you please lead us in prayer?"
"I'd like to say the Rainbow Prayer this evening." Everyone joined hands. "Teach us to respect the earth on which we live. Forgive us for our extravagance in the way we use your gifts. Give people everywhere a caring concern that the world may be a safe place to live. We pray for people who are consumed with envy, unable to rejoice in the success or good fortune of others. Bless this food that you have provided through the hard work of our parents to nourish our bodies. Amen."
"Very beautiful Vic. Much appreciated," Pops praised her. "Grab it and growl gang." The teens started on the cornbread muffins as the fathers each started by placing several ladles of Chicken Primavera on their plates before pasting the terrines to their left.
"You did all this in 40 minutes Chief?"
"Yes, Farm Boy, it's not a complicated dish. While it cooked, I set the table and started the cornbread. Popped those in the oven and finished setting the table by pouring your drinks. When the muffins were done, I pulled those out and announced dinner. Came back inside, filled the terrines and placed them on the table, and sat down to wait."
"You make me tired just listening to you," Fifth commented.
Sean smiled at their eldest, "Wait till you're a father."
Loud groans sounded around the table. Vic commented, "Fifth as a father! What calamity awaits that child?" Then she turned her eyes toward Gunnar who was seated across from her. "How was your sleepover baby bro? You've been in your room all day recuperating?"
"It was great!" Gunnar enthused and took a bite of cornbread his muffin dripping with honey.
"What! That's all we get?" Vic zeroed in on the reticent teen. She shoved his knee with her foot under the table to get his attention.
"Ow! That hurt!" Gunnar returned her glare.
"Victoria!" Clay growled staring at his daughter.
"I'm just trying to get him to talk. We all want to know what social life is going to be like here in Arcadia," she batted her eyes at her father without effect.
"I'm sure your brother will share when he's ready," was all Junior said before resuming his meal. "I've pretty much got my classroom set up. Since preplanning doesn't start until Thursday, what do y'all think about a trip to the beach tomorrow?" The ploy worked and the teens began discussing what they would need to take from sunscreen to boogie boards. Gunnar nodded at his father and smiled,
When dinner ended Sean called for a family meeting, "Before y'all rush off to pack for the beach I want to have a family meeting. Since I cooked you know what that means." The teens started clearing the table as Sean watched. Clay wasn't helping. "Dear heart."
Farm Boy knew he had done something wrong. "Yes, my love."
"I didn't see you in the kitchen cooking or setting the table."
"You're right, I was slacking off." Clay stood and headed into the kitchen to help. Meanwhile, Sean took his glass and meandered into the family room, and took his seat. Fifteen minutes later the cleanup crew was finished and seated around the room waiting on Pops to begin.
"Many hands..." Sean began
"...make quick work!" the family said in chorus.
Thank you all for working so well together. I won't be going on the outing tomorrow. I have a commission I need to finish and send off to the client. I'll take the opportunity to have a quiet day devoted to the project and get it out of the way so I can be ready for Saturday's events. Are there any changes as to what you are each trying out for now?"
Six heads shook left and right indicating no changes.
"Anything else anyone has to say?" Gunnar's hand shot up. "Gun, you have the floor."
"First, I'm sorry I've been so remote today. I needed to calm myself down over a misunderstanding." He stood by the fireplace and looked at the family. "I had the most brilliant time at Connor's. His family is nice. His brother Tyler reminds me of Fifth and his two sisters, Adele and Bea, reminded me of Vic and Gitte. I'm not going to tell you f that's a good thing or not," he laughed. Pops and Dad were there for the delicious family dinner. Fifth, I'll share the secret of grilling corn on the cob with you again. After the parents left that is Bud's and mine, we got the tent ready for the night and sat around talking. When it got dark, Mr. Mack started checking on us and reminded Connor to oversee when the campfire would be lit. We gathered around the fire pit and the fire started. Connor went in and brought out the supplies to make smores. Everybody took a turn telling ghost stories. I couldn't think of any so I had to promise I'd share two next time. Mr. Mack played songs on his guitar which we all sang. Then the family went into the house and we headed to the tent." All eyes were on Gunnar. We played Cards Against Humanity, 500 Rummy, and poker. Mr. Mack checked on us frequently. One time he came back after just 5 minutes. I asked him if he didn't trust us."
"That was rather rude," Pops noted.
"He didn't think so. He explained he started doing it because Tyler took advantage, He asked if we were going to get into any trouble. So I told him we would probably play White-Tailed Deer." Clay and the three other boys gasped.
Gitte responded, "Oh come on, you think we don't know about the game? We played it at Girl's Camp too." She and Vic laughed.
"Mr. Mack asked where I learned about the game. So I told him at the Methodist Summer Camp. He told me that was where he learned it too!" Gunnar chuckled. "Then he told us not to make too much noise if we played it. He didn't want his wife looking out the window to see ding dongs flapping through the yard." Everyone laughed at that. "We did play it and I picked a great hiding spot. After Connor and Bud passed me, I snuck back into the tent and got into my sleeping bag. They hunted all over the whole property front and back before giving up. That's when I laughed and they found me in the tent. We hung out a bit longer before we turned in. Mrs., Mack made breakfast for us in the morning. We cleaned up and Dad came and picked me up. It was a great time! I've been asked back, and I've told them they could also hang out here some weekend."
"What did you talk about?" Gitte inquired.
Gunnar shot her the look before answering, "Guy stuff." She nodded and Gunnar sat down.
"Anyone else?" Pops inquired. "Mormor wants us to attend church with her next Sunday. Please don't plan anything that will interfere with getting up and getting ready."
"Are they going to expect us to join?" AJ asked.
"Probably," Dad replied. You were each baptized as Greek Orthodox at birth at Great Papu's request. Pops and I have tried to raise you according to the Golden Rule. Your religious affiliation is your choice and you don't have to commit until you're ready to make one. Don't let anyone, including Mormor, tell you otherwise. Pops and I will stand behind whatever you decide."
"Doesn't much matter to me," Fifth stated. "I did enjoy summer camp though."
Erik chimed in, "I did too, but that doesn't mean I'm ready to join the choir."
Andrew laughed, "Who says they'd want you in the choir?"
"I like the mystery of the Greek services, but I don't think we have a church close by," Gitte noted.
"Depends on the boys," Vic quipped.
"I agree with Gitte, though I am fascinated with nature worship and the ancient gods like Adonis," Gunner confessed.
"Well, I'm Greek and Dad is Methodist. We go either way."
Farm Boy pointed a finger at Chief as the teens laughed. "You couldn't prove that by me Chief." Clay laughed loudly and Sean blushed to have put himself in the situation.
"You behave yourself," he laughed in response to Clay's jibe.
"We'll check on y'all later. Thanks for a great discussion during dinner and here. If anybody wants me I'll be in the library relaxing," Pops mentioned as he removed his sarong and headed toward the stairs.
He was halfway up when Gunnar called to him, "Pops, may we have that discussion now?"
"Sure son. Go get Dad."
Gunnar ran off to locate his father who had returned to his office. "Dad, Pops says we can talk now. He wants you to come upstairs."
"I was just going to do some work, but you're more important. I'll be there in a minute."
Gunnar headed back down the hall and started up the stairs when his dad ran past him on the stairs. "Last one there is a horse's patootie!"
Gun tried to catch up but his dad's lead and speed made it impossible. He was glad his dad felt he could horse around with him again. As he entered the library he announced, "One horse's patootie reporting in," before laughing.
Sean shook his head as Clay and Gunnar laughed at the joke between the two of them. "Well, it's your dime. What's the call?"
"Pops, I already apologized to Dad. I want to apologize to you as well. I was way out of line this morning."
"I agree. I also accept your apology."
"I get straight, pardon the pun, to the point. I've had my first three-way and it was awesome. The two of them gave me a tongue bath and sucked on my balls and cock, I also got to fuck each of them."
"So is this your way of telling us you're gay now?" Sean inquired.
"Nope! Still haven't had sex with a female. I think I want to follow your lead on that Pops and see what that's like. However, last night was much better than Rosie and her five sisters. And before you ask, yes, I used a different condom with each partner."
"Thank you for being so candid son," Dad stated. We have at least one sexually active son/ The other three are probably too far behind if not already there and not talking. Hopefully, the girls are beyond first or second base."
"Let us hope," Pops added. "You know Gunnar, your inquisitiveness on sexual orientation has been quite draining. I wonder if my folks experienced the same with me. Guess I'll be asking for some time with them when they visit again." Sean chuckled. "I am proud that you are confident enough to seek our advice. Secure enough to share your journey. Brave enough to confront the world with who you are as a person. When you decide you are gay bisexual, or straight you will find the world is accepting of only one of those. The other orientations are still ridiculed. Just know that whatever you decide Dad and I are there to support you. Now unless there is something else, I have a feeling there are three brothers who are going to know what you left out."
Gunnar hugged his fathers and headed to T2 to tease just a little about what had happened in the tent when they were alone.