Morning arrived at Clontarf finding Kevin and Hugo in no hurry to leave the bed for breakfast. No children! Uh, oh! That was a little disconcerting to think about, but exquisitely nice too, for a change.
"Will you hand me the phone, Kev?" Hugo said as he lay with his head on Kevin's bare shoulder.
He waited for the operator to answer, all the while moving his head in order to tickle the nipple on Kevin's chest.
"Yes. This is Hugo Ramirez in Tower Room 29, would it be possible for you to send the breakfast menu and perhaps take our orders for breakfast in our room?"
The clerk on the phone answered "Certainly, Sir. Right away..." and Hugo passed the telephone back to Kevin for him to return to the bedside table.
Then Hugo rolled over until his ample, 18-hour beard began scraping the nipple he lay on before.
"Oh, Babe! Oh, I am SO ready..." Kevin said, squirming under Hugo's gentle titillation.
Hugo's magnificent phallus was erect and hard and oozing already. "That makes two of us, Kev," and he shifted his body to kiss Kevin with the urgency of a healthy male in heat. They grasped one another and pushed their tongues into each other's mouths, alternately sucking and slathering each other with saliva.
Kevin threw off the coverlet and felt the extraordinary rush that came over him with total nakedness. It was a feeling of abandonment to the physical side of his existence, a de facto acknowledgement of one side of the truth of his being. Hugo snuggled up to Kevin's body, kissing him and sucking on his nipples and licking under his arms, until he was entirely between Kevin's legs, his hard, dripping penis pressed on top of Kevin's.
Each pushed on the contact between their bodies and enjoyed the pleasure emanating from the squeezed organs and the joyful awareness of the intimate presence of the other.
"Babe!" Kevin interrupted. "Room service is going to be here any minute. Don't you think we ought to back off until we deal with that?"
"Uuuhhhhhh..." Hugo groaned. "My mind says yes and my body says 'hell no'" Then Hugo released the pressure he generated in their mutual connection, and just as he did, there was a knock on the door.
With that, Hugo gave Kevin a quick Kiss, "I'll be back to finish my business after we order." and then he leapt from the bed, naked, erect, and headed toward the door.
"Babe! Don't you think you ought to throw on something first?" Kevin yelled.
"Oh, shit!" Hugo said looking down at his bouncing dick. "
He grabbed his jeans and a loose fitting shirt and went to the door in his bare feet.
"Your menu, Sir. May I return in five minutes or would you prefer to order now?"
Hugo turned to Kevin who was still in bed, although under the covers by now, and asked, "Would you like to look at the menu and order right now, Kev?"
"Sure, Babe. Let's order. It can't be that complicated..."
And in just a minute or so the server was on his way, and the two Castle Clontarf guests were free to resume their morning relaxation in bed.
"Babe, I think we're going to get started again, and then just as we're well on our way, that server is going to show up with breakfast... Can you deal with that?"
Hugo just shucked his clothes and crawled up under the coverlet, putting Kevin's entire penis and testicles in his mouth at once and sucking them as hard as he could.
"Ohh! Babe!" Kevin screamed... "Fuck! That feels SOOOO good."
Hugo rolled Kevin back on his shoulders and moved his sucking mouth to Kevin's anus....
"Ohhhhh! GOD! Babe... Ohhhhh! FUCK ME!"
And Hugo forced his tougue into Kevins anus, then withdrew it, and stimulated the ring of muscles around it with strong circular twists of his tongue.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Baaaabe!"
Hugo's stimulation of Kevins anus went on and on, racheting up Kevin's desire to be fucked.
"BABE! WE ARE GOING TO GET TOO FAR ALONG TO STOP... BABE!"
Hugo just plunged his tongue into Kevin's anus in serious, deep incursions that only drove Kevin crazy with desire...
In one quick move, Hugo slipped his crotch up to Kevin's and put his big cock right against Kevin's hole. And with no warning, he penetrated the oh-so-ready Kevin with his oozing organ.
"Aaagh! Baaaabe! Oh, FUCK me, Babe..."
And the two began copulating, aware of nothing but their mutual, ravenous desire to consume each other sexually at the grossest and most primitive level possible.
Kevin felt his body invaded by the man he loved most in the world, and Hugo was lost in his desire to climb up on the edge of ecstacy, teeter there with Kevin for as long as possible, and then thrust his cock deep into Kevin and empty a quart of sperm laden fluid into Kevin's guts.
In and out, harder and harder, they fucked on...
"Fuck me harder, Babe. Fuck me harder... fuck me deeper..." Kevin said in husky, fuck-language which was all that his mind generated in that moment.
Hugo leaned down and spoke, hardly audible, "God, Kevin, I love you... Take my dick,... Take my sperm..." And with that, Hugo lunged with his crotch, arched his back, pushed his cock deep into Kevin's body, and roared like a wild creature as he gave Kevin his most intense and intimate surge of sexual love.
Kevin yelled, "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Fuck me more..." and he filled the space between their bodies with six surges of his own sperm and went nearly unconscious in his orgasm. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck!"Kevin groaned.
The men lay quiet savoring the incredible peace and perfection that flooded their beings when the sexual frenzy exploded. Neither spoke now, but in a minute or two Hugo began to stroke Kevin's head and nibble on the hair on the side of his head. In a whisper Hugo began, "Kevin, I love you so much it scares me!"
"Hugo, I will always be near and waiting for you, no matter where our life leads us... Don't be afraid... My love is never consumed; it flows endlessly..."
And Hugo continued stroking Kevin's head, holding him close, lest he lose the reality of Kevin's loving presence.
"I love you, Babe," Kevin said softly.
There was a knock at the door. Hugo slipped reluctantly from Kevin's warmth, pulled on his jeans and shirt again, and made his way slowly to open the door.
The server was standing behind a serving cart that contained their breakfast order.
"I hope I haven't delayed too long, Sir. The kitchen was having difficulties this morning; so I was delayed returning with your order."
"Oh, that's alright," Hugo said, "We didn't even notice that our orders were slow to arrive..," and he glanced at Kevin, smiled and winked.
In a moment, Hugo and Kevin were alone together once again. Hugo rolled the cart over right next to the bed, and then climbed back on the sheets next to Kevin.
And the two of them leaning against the pillows, put their breakfasts on trays that came with the serving cart, and enjoyed a true luxury that they simply had never known before.
As they talked and enjoyed the food, the room phone rang.
Kevin reached over to the bedside table and answered it.
"Hello."
"Kevin?"
"Yes, this is Kevin..."
"Max here. I hope you had a restful night."
"Oh, Hello, Max.... Really, it was a terrific night...How did the boys do?" Kevin replied.
"Really very well. I'm guessing that it was nice for you and Hugo to be relieved of the responsibility for the boys, even just for a few hours?" Max said.
"Now it sounds like you're beginning to catch on to this parenting gig..." Kevin answered...
"Gig?" Max questioned...
"Oh, Sorry, Max. That's American slang-- largely Hollywood-- for 'engagement' or 'undertaking'... it's really a show business term used by entertainers who get a job performing... They refer to their job as a 'gig'".
"You American's really do speak a puzzling language," Max laughed.
"Us American's?!!" Kevin exclaimed laughing... "I have to strain to stay on top of what you Irish are saying too... Don't feel bad."
Max laughed and went on: "Listen, Kevin. Oh, first, the boys made it through the night just fine. And they've all had breakfast, and right now they're out on the grounds looking for where we keep the cows. Really, everything is just fine here, and Brandy and I have been enjoying the amusement of having them around."
"Well, Max. They're half yours... We're only HALF responsible for all the inconvenience you guys have so generously undertaken, caring for them... Remember: Murph and Sean are yours-- permanently!"
"Oh, my goodness, Kevin. That's a sobering way to put it. But you're right. I can see that we are going to have a very different way of life from the carefree days of just the two of us together..."
"You can't BEGIN to know how right you are, Max." Kevin agreed.
"Well... Kevin, the main reason I called was not only to get today started, but to plan the next couple of weeks with you so that you and Hugo will be able to attend the conferences in Galway and join Brandy and me and the kids at Castle Dromoland."
Max went on, "I'm sure you will enjoy the experience. Dromoland possesses an historic elegance along with top flight resort entertainment and accommodations."
"Max, you don't have to do this. Please. I mean, Hugo and I are just enjoying the company you and Brandy share with us. You are being very generous with your time, and maybe even a little extravagant taking us to these marvelous places, like The Carlton and now Dromoland... It would be quite alright if you let us rely on the accommodations Dr. Kavanaugh's staff has arranged."
Max answered: "Oh, Kevin. I adore Castle Dromoland. I've been going there since I was a boy, and now to have this wonderful opportunity to carry Shannon and Sean and you and Hugo and your boys to the place filled with so many happy memories for me; really, this is more than I will allow myself to pass up. You would be doing me a favor to join Brandy and me and our two boys there."
"Well, Max, there is absolutely NOTHING that Hugo and I would like to do more than be with you and Brandy for such a visit. Consider your invitation gratefully and very enthusiastically accepted. When do we leave?" Kevin said with a smile that perhaps traveled with the inflection of his voice, if not visually, through the wires.
"Wonderful! Kevin... Now I seem to remember that you will be required to attend meetings both this coming Friday and Saturday; so we could leave immediately and enjoy some horseback riding, boating, or swimming in their in-door pool for a day or two before your meetings, and then when you are free after your commitments, we'll relax at Dromoland for another few days-- say twelve or fourteen days all together-- if that sounds ok with you."
"Good Grief! Max. You are so extravagant. But, Yes, Yes it all sounds marvelous. When would you like us to be ready to leave Clontarf? Oh, and how will we travel?" Kevin asked.
"Jerome is perfectly capable of driving us there in about five hours comfortably. I thought that driving, you would see more of Ireland than if you flew over it, even though driving is a full day's work."
"Sounds perfect to me." Kevin said.
"So... Could you be ready first thing in the morning? That would give us all time to prepared a little today. Brandy wants to take Sean shopping for a few things. It's becoming evident that Sean needs everything. And the boys have become inseperable; so I'm sure they'll all want to go to the shops together."
"That will be perfect for us, Max. If we promise to keep out of your way, may Hugo and I join you on your shopping trip?" Kevin answered.
"Of course. When could you and Hugo be ready? Say at one?" Max proposed.
"For sure. One it is... Can we wait for you out in front of the main castle gate at exactly one pm?" Kevin asked.
"Perfect. Then I'll go round up the boys right now and get them ready for our shopping trip. I know they'll love dropping in at the computer gaming shop in the shopping district we'll be visiting."
And with that, the day was set. Hugo leaned over tracing his index finger in the sperm that had collected around and puddled in Kevins belly button. "Did your belly button spring a leak or did this white stuff come from somewhere else?" Hugo asked in mock puzzlement...
"I'm thinking that there's another puddle of that kinda stuff that's forming on the bed sheets just below my butt... as we speak... And, YES, I did spring a leak--but it was outta my ass, thanks to you!" Kevin said as he picked up a nearby pillow and swat Hugo beside the head. "LEAK! My ass..." Kevin replied...
Jerome drove up to the Castle Clontarf main entrance, stopped, got out and walked around to the curb and opened the rear-most doors to the towncar.
"Thanks, Jerome, How are you this morning?" Kevin greeted him as he and Hugo climbed into the car.
"Very well, thank you, Sir.
The boys all started talking at once. "Dad," Jilder began. "Max and Brandy have real cows at their house, and we can drink their milk too."
Nicky added, talking on top of Jilder's eager report, "Max lets us explore his big house and the outside too. Dad! It's so big I can't remember where our bedroom is! Jilder and me and Murph and Sean all used the same bedroom too, and it's REALLY big, Dad! You should see it..."
Just because two others were talking over one another, Murph was not to be disuaded from adding his take on things ...at the same time! "Kevin, Hugo, I want you to come to my dad's house and see where he keeps his cows. They're cool... And I didn't see even one spider anywhere!"
"Goodness! Maybe someone will teach you how to milk them. I hear that's a real art that requires a lot of practice," Kevin said.
As Hugo and Kevin had been climbing in, Sean sat quietly while the other boys talked and vied for the attention of Kevin and Hugo. When the other three boy's eagerness to speak dissapated and Hugo and Kevin had given them generous exclamations of delight at hearing their reports, Hugo spoke directly to Sean, who sat silently two seats in front of him, "Sean. How is your head? We've been worried about you."
"Good, Sir. It was hurtin a mite this mornin, but it feels pretty good right now." Sean answered, volunteering nothing more than what he was asked.
"I'm really glad to hear that. Did you have to take the pain pills that the doctor gave you?" Hugo went on.
"No, Sir." Sean replied.
"That's a good sign, Sean. Keep us posted about how you're feelin... Uh! that's American for please tell us--OFTEN--how you are feeling." Hugo clarified.
"Yes. Sir." Sean answered, but he didn't add anything.
Brandy spoke up, "Sean, do you have any particular kind of clothes you'd like us to shop for?"
"No, Sir. I don't have no money to buy me clothes."
"Well, Sean, after that terrible fall you took the other night helping all of us to get our desserts, Max and I would like to take you shopping without letting you pay. You know, sorta to say 'We're very sorry you got hurt'... Really, Sean, it's the least we can do." Brandy said.
"You already done lots for me, Sir." Sean replied.
"Well, so far, only the necessary things, like helping you to visit the dispensary. But now, we'd like to do something extra that would make you happy..." Brandy tried to explain his and Max's feelings.
"That would be very fine, Sir. But I don't want to be no bother for you."
"Sean! What's going on?" Brandy confronted Sean on instinct.
Sean spoke: "I'm not no wealthy person like you and Max or Nicky and Murph and Jilder and their dads. I don't belong here...."
Sean kept his eyes lowered, looking only at the back of the seat in front of him.
In a quiet and kind voice, Max began to speak to Sean, "Oh, Sean... I feel bad to think that you believe that you don't belong here. You DO belong, because I want you to be here very, very much. Brandy and Murph and our other guests want you to be here too. You are important to Brandy and me and Murph, to all of us, and we would like you to stay with us for as long as possible...
Sean continued to look at the back of the seat and remain silent while his eyes began to tear. "What I mean to say, Sean, is we like you very, very much--I could even say we love you-- and we want you to come and live with us, with Murph and Brandy and me.
"Murph could use a big brother, and we hoped you'ed feel like you could let us be your family.... But, Sean, I'll understand if you don't want to stay with us. And whatever you think is best for you, we'll help that to happen, even if it's not being with us... Like I said, we want you to be happy, and hopefully, be happy here with all of us; so the truth is, Sean: "YOU DO BELONG HERE!"
Max was eloquent but very simple conveying his meaning. He loved and wanted Sean to stay, but he loved him so much that he would not manipulate him or coherce him to stay if he really didn't want to.
"Jerome," Max said. "Would you pull the car over; I want to change seats."
The town car glided smoothly to the curbside and Max got out, opened the door closest to Sean, and then got in next to him.
He put his arm around Sean and looked down at him. Jerome resumed their travel, and the car sped back out on to the boulevard.
Sean had listened to Max but didn't speak. Tears overflowed and quickly he had rivulets of tears coursing down his cheeks. "I don't want to be no bother, Sir."
Max pulled Sean over to him and replied immediately after Sean spoke: "Oh, Sean. You are absolutely NO bother. You are a fine young man whom we would be honored to have living with us. We have only one son right now; that's Murph. And if you would, you could also be our son too-- our SON NUMBER TWO. That would make Brandy and me so very happy."
Sean couldn't bring himself to accept the love that was being offered. Paradoxically, this love was too painful in the context of his empty life.
Sean didn't speak at all; he just sat with tears quietly streaming down his cheeks.
"Well, Sean. There's no rush, and there isn't any time limit on our feelings for you. We will never EVER feel like we want you to leave. But we will never make you do anything that doesn't seem right to you..."
Sean sat speechless, crying silently for a long time. Murph reached over the seat and put his arm around Sean, just allowing it to rest there to comfort him.
The car turned smoothly into a large parking lot, and in the distance one could see an assortment of colorful and interesting shops. Nicky and Jilder and Murph all started talking at once, "Look. Over there. That red store. It says Computer Game Shop. Dad, can we go in there while you guys go shopping?"
Sean turned his head looking in the direction that the boys had indicated. He put his nose up to the window, and a spontaneous curiousity triggered his first comment since Max began talking with him.
He inhaled through the runny nose that his tearful and unhappy thoughts had left in their wake, and said, "Max, could I go in the Computer Game Shop?"
Max replied softly, "Of course, Sean. We'll let you shop there for as long as you want. Maybe you'll see something that you like. And perhaps we can find something you'ed let us get for you."
Sean turned and looked directly at Max, "I ain't sure you'ed want me around after I stayed with you for a while."
Brandy had let Max carry the load up to now. He had remained silent while observing Max talk to Sean.
But Brandy spoke up this time: "Sean, I haven't told you that I want you to come to live with us too, but I do. You don't have to pretend to be special. You are a wonderful boy already, however you are, and I can tell you now that I will ALWAYS want you around."
Sean could speak about the Computer Game shop, if not directly about the tsunami of love washing in all around him. "I'd like to go to the Game Shop, Brandy, if you and Max will go with me."
"I'd love to go with you, Sean." Brandy said.
"I would too, Sean" Max added putting his hand firmly on Sean's shoulder too.
"Good." was Sean's brief reply.
And this was the best that Sean could do on his first encounter with the love available in Max and Brandy' home: He could invite them to join him at the Game Shop.
Max and Brandy looked into one another's eyes and understood that this was a tiny step, but, for Sean, it WAS definitely a step forward in his acceptance of the love he had been offered, even if he clearly needed patient adults to help him realize that this love was indeed real and would always be there for him.
When the car doors opened and Murph and Jilder and Nicky spilled out into the parking lot, Sean jumped out right behind them hurrying in the direction of the Game Shop. After only a few steps Sean stopped, turned and called back to Max and Brandy, "Are you coming with me?"
"We're slower than you, but we're right behind you," Max said.
Sean smiled and ran off with the others, making a beeline for the bright red Computer Gaming Shop.
Hugo walked up behind Max and Brandy and put one hand on the shoulder of each, "It's like approaching a frightened little bird. You may need to be very patient before this little bird can trust you enough to come over and sit on your shoulder. But my instinct tells me that he WILL come... just be patient. You are BOTH naturals when it comes to handling Sean. I know he wants to come to you. He's simply too frightened for reasons none of us know. That will come out eventually, I think...
And the four dads walked behind their prancing, exuberant progeny. It promised to be a most pleasant day at the shops.