Haven Book One

Dinner that night was very interesting.  Neal and Monty were totally fascinated by our guest.  They asked all the questions boys ask cops.  Detective Dubois was in his element and was enjoying entertaining them.  Jimmy, on the other-hand, was watching Monty closely.  The more excited Monty got, the more excited Jimmy got, and he rubbed his crotch more and more, as dinner went on.  I finally got his attention and signaled for him to get his hand on the table.  He blushed at being caught, but complied.

After dinner, the boys disappeared outside, and my guest and I went and watched a baseball game in the lounge.  (Jim corrected me when I called it a game room.)  After the game, we said our goodnights, and headed to our rooms.  I went to check on the boys, and they were all in Jimmy's room, in their pj's.  I said good night and reminded them of the big day tomorrow.  They said goodnight to each other also.

I was reading in bed an hour later, when I heard a soft knock.  I looked up and Neal was standing in the doorway.  I waved him in, and he climbed up on the bed.  "Can I?" he whispered.

I knew what he was asking, as his little stiffy was sticking out of the fly of his pj's.  "You really like that don't you?"

"Uh, huh, you're so big, and taste so good.  You don't make me hurt.  I really had fun that other time, and keep thinking about it.  I want to do it again; I want to make you feel good too."  He was almost panting with excitement. 
          
Wow, two offers in one day!  "We need to think this through.  How would you feel if someone else wanted to do that to me too?  What if one of the other boys wanted to do it with you?"

"They do? Wow.  I kind of want to see Jimmy naked again, and I think about Monty too.  He is small but older.  Do you think he can shoot stuff?  I'd like to taste his sometime.  Do you think he would let me?" Neal was overwhelmed.

"I know Jimmy is interested in you, Monty and me.  I don't know how Monty feels.  How would you have felt if you came here and one of them was with me?"  I watched as he paled.  "Look, I really would love to have you do that, it felt so wonderful.  You gave me the best blowjob I have ever had.  My dick is as hard as yours is right now.  I think we need to settle some of these matters, before things get too complicated."

I saw a movement in the doorway, and glanced in time to see Monty duck out of sight.  "Monty, come on in."  Monty entered, dragging Jimmy with him.  "Well the gangs all here.  Come on up boys we'll have us a talk."

Neal scooted up to my right side, and Jimmy to my left, and that left poor Monty facing me directly.  "How much did you two hear?"

"Neal made so much noise we followed him.  We heard most everything, except what he whispered to you." Jimmy announced.  Neal turned red and Monty nodded.

"Okay, Neal, you should know I had this conversation with Jimmy, this afternoon.  So we all know how you two feel, what about you Monty?" I asked.

"Me?" he squeaked.

"Okay, one step at a time.  Would you like to do sex stuff with Jimmy and Neal?" I began.

"Ugh, well, some maybe." He admitted shyly.

"Cool," Jimmy said.

"Me too," Neal replied.

"What would you like to do?"

"Do I gotta say?"

"No, but if we are going to figure this out, we need to know what each person wants."

Jimmy - Yeah, I want to see yours, and feel it, and find out if you got hair.

Neal -     I want to suck it.

Jimmy -  I want to feel a dick in my ass again.

Monty -  Oh, God!  I want to see all of yours, and touch them, and I don't know what else to do.

Jimmy and Neal -         We'll teach you.
          
I took control.  "Whoa! Hold on guys.  We have to decide if you just want sex or do you want more?"

"More?" all three chorused.

"Yes, a lot more.  We need some rules. 

1. We don't talk about this stuff with anybody else, without clearing it with those involved. 
2. Nobody forces another to do anything. 
3. No means no and stop means stop. 
4. Don't do anything if anybody gets hurt, physically or emotionally. 
5. If you're upset, talk to someone." 

I hoped that pretty much covered all the ground.

"Dad?" Neal began, "What if we don't know if someone will have their feeling hurt?"

Monty piped in, "Then don't do it until you find out."

"That's right, Monty." I praised.  "Now I think we better all get some sleep.  We have a big day tomorrow.  Good night boys, I love you."

Neal gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and scooted off the bed, and ran back to his room.  Jimmy said good night and followed Neal.  Monty sat frozen in place with an unreadable expression on his face.  "What's wrong, Monty?"

"You shouldn't do that, it hurts." The quiver in his voice betrayed how close to tears he was.

"I'm sorry you're hurt, I didn't mean to hurt you.  What did I do?  I honestly don't know." I said.

"You said that like you meant me, too." 

I thought back over the last few minutes, for my offense.  Then it hit me.  "Oh, I see.  Well there is a small thing for you to consider.  I did mean you too."  He looked stunned, then disbelief showed in his eyes.  "Don't say anything yet.  I was going to talk to you after you were more settled in, but this can't wait.  I have talked to Mrs. Thompson, and told her to clear the paperwork so I can adopt you.  This all depends on your wishes.  I want you to know that you belong here, that you won't be sent away.  I'll admit that you have touched my heart, like Neal and Jimmy.  I want all three of you to be my sons."  The next second he had launched himself at me and wrapped his arms around my neck, and hugged me tight.  I felt his silent tear splash on my neck.  I held and soothed him for awhile, and soon realized he had fallen asleep.  I reached over and turned out the light and soon joined him in blissful sleep.

I woke up before the alarm went off, and Monty was curled into a ball pressing his butt into my stomach.  I gently began stroking his back, and he slowly woke up.  He suddenly realized he was not in his own bed but mine. 

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," I held my finger to his lips to quiet him.

"I haven't slept so well in ages." I said.

"Me either." He stated.

"Then no problem.  Now, unfortunately, it is time to get up.  You run on back to your room, and get ready for today.  You have to pick out stuff for your room.  Yes, this trip is for you too."  He gave an excited yell, and was off at a run.  I hurried into the bathroom for my morning piss and quick shower.

The boys were very excited at breakfast, and told each other exactly what they wanted for their rooms.  Detective Dubois told me he was going into Philadelphia for a few days, and would be returning Monday, if that was acceptable.  Then as we were finishing, Samuel and his two brothers arrived, and we were on our way.  Samuel wanted to take his truck and trailer, to be able to haul the furniture home.  I had my three, and Stephen (Samuel's littlest brother) in the van. Samuel and Tyrone were in the truck.  The boys were having a great time, and I was enjoying their banter.

Thirty minutes later we were at the furniture store.  Samuel had said the furniture would define the rooms.  We started with the desks.  Neal and Jimmy tried several and both picked the same one.  Monty just stood back by Stephen, like they weren't allowed to participate.  I went over and put my hands on their shoulders.  "Stephen, could you help us out, by picking out a set for another room, and maybe help Monty with his room."

Stephen went into action, and pulled Monty into it too.  Monty picked out a very formal business desk, and Stephen ended up with the same one the other two did.  Monty suddenly realized his desk was a lot more expensive, and apologized and said the other desk would be fine.  I told the sales lady we wanted three of those and one of those, and two of the folding tables, and eight folding chairs.  Then I pointed the boys to office chairs for their desks.  Again, 3 and 1.  Now an easy chair and here are four different picks.  The bedrooms - dresser and beds.  Neal wanted something with lots of room and decided to keep the Queen with plain headboard that was in his room, and found a matching dresser.  Jimmy decided on bunk beds, so he could have a buddy sleepover (I filed that away for the future). Stephen thought that was cool, and picked out a different bunk-bed and dresser.  Monty stood, looking a double bed with a brass headboard, he then lay on it and asked if it was okay.  I said sure; now pick out a dresser for your clothes.  He selected a very plain inexpensive dresser.  I passed the order on to the salesclerk, except I substituted a walnut dresser, for Monty.  He gasped as it was the most expensive one on the floor.  "I'm sorry, son, but the one you picked wouldn't go well with the other items you picked."  He just stared at me.

It was a close squeeze, but everything except the mattresses fit in the trailer. If Neal had gotten a bed too, we would have been in trouble.  The double went on the roof of the van, and the bunk-beds in the truck.  We were then off to the building supply.  Somehow, we managed to pick out paints, and Samuel ordered the supplies and lumber he would need, and it was to be delivered on Monday.  We found a nice Italian restaurant, and had 3 pizzas for lunch.  I sat with Samuel and Tyrone.  Tyrone was a very smart kid.  He was hoping to go to law school, after college.  He had a great personality, and I enjoyed talking with him.  When we were finished eating, I told Samuel that I had some other shopping to do, and Stephen was welcome if he and Tyrone wanted to go unload the truck and trailer. They said their good byes, and threatened Stephen to be good, and were on their way.

I paid the bill, and loaded four stuffed lads in the van.  Next stop was Best-Buy.  One large screen plasma TV, DVD player, PS2 and 3 games apiece, I got a few things recommended by Jim, to make my life easier.  This gear filled the rear compartment.  Last stop Old Navy.  Neal just got a couple of T-shirts.  For Jimmy and Monty, I heaped the counter with everything.  I realized I didn't have underwear, and asked the clerk.  She said no problem, and called down to the other end of the mall and said Sears had the sizes we needed and would have it ready for us by the time we left.  Jimmy wanted boxers and Monty plain tightie whities.  We arrived back at the van, and had to work to get all the stuff in.

What a day.  I don't know how I made it back home.  Samuel and Tyrone were waiting for us, and amazed at the amount of goodies in the van.  An hour later the furniture and electronics were stored in rooms near the boy's suite.  It was getting late, and Samuel and his brothers had to go. I had purchased the three brothers matching shirts, and gave them to them as they were preparing to leave for the day. 

After dinner, the boys went to their suite and watched TV.  They had been good all day, and were tired.  I worked through some papers Jim had left for me.  I was feeling a little tired, and checked the boys on the monitor, Neal and Jimmy were in their rooms, getting ready for bed, and Monty's room was empty but the door to his bathroom was closed, and I could hear the shower when I turned up the volume.  I found the book I was reading, and stripped and climbed into bed.

Ten minutes later, a soft knock on the door.  I wonder which imp was first tonight.  
          
Editor's note;
It looks like boys will be boys.
Darryl
The Radio Rancher