Trying New Things Part 1

Chapter 94

Trying New Things

Part 1

 

Now, what boy could sleep when the smells of lasagna which was my favorite coming from the kitchen, besides with all the racket outside of chainsaws and hammering going on. I knew Mom would be upset, but she'd get over it if I decided to lounge on the coach or deck reading a new novel I been dying to read. So I got out of bed and went downstairs.

Mom placed her hands on her hips seeing me. Then smiled when I said I couldn’t sleep with my tummy growling and all the noise outside. She knew I was always hungry and when I wasn’t something was wrong, the fact that I was said I was good as new, but Mom was Mom. Telling me to go out on the deck and read my book while she brings me a sandwich or two. Warning me I am not to leave the deck or she will tan my hide. She gave me two kisses and patted and squeezed my butt like she and my mother always do, making me all warm and fuzzy.

Sparky took his place at my side having Mom give him a treat and his bone. Giving him the same instructions, which I knew he most like didn’t hear considering he was in doggy heaven chewing on his bone. My brothers waved to me as they cleaned up the beach like me and Mom was back living the life as a nudist, while Dad took care of the big things. Seeing him dressed in long pants and work boots, which I knew was a practical thing when working with a chainsaw or ax.

He smiled up at me when he saw me. I waved and opened my book, but only skimmed the first few pages. It bothered me that everyone was working, but me. I sighed putting down my book and looked down at Sparky and patted him on the head. I smiled when I saw the broom, and questioned it. Knowing if I left the deck Mom would tan my hide, yet rules were meant to be broken and besides I wasn’t actually leaving the deck. So I did the most logical thing and began sweeping it.

When Mom came out with my sandwiches and ice cold orange soda she quickly pointed to my seat, placing her hands on her hips said. “Young man I told you not to leave the deck.”

I said. “Yes ma’am, technically Mom I am still on the deck just not sitting watching everyone but me working.” Dad saved me telling her he had asked me to sweep the deck. Mom glared at him and he smiled back at her and came up and swung her in his arms and kissed her, having her moan. Personally, I don’t know what she felt, considering Mom and my sisters had kissed me more times than I can count even giving mouth to mouth to two girls that weren’t family never caused either us to moan like that. Maybe they might have if they were awake, but still, a guy’s got to wonder.

But not even a breathtaking kiss from Dad would get me or him out of hot water. I was saved by interruptions as the Rockwater’s minis one bother and others bring anywhere to followers, cookies, and gifts to thank Dad and me for rescuing them. I felt very self-conscious when I saw Nora, realizing that I had my arm under her bare breasts when I pulled her to safety. I blushed and prayed that my problem wouldn’t return and quickly put my eyes elsewhere and did my best to not to be rude. I knew what was expected of me quickly giving them each a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Telling them that I was just doing whatever a normal guy would do when people needed help. I never thought of me as a hero or superman character saving the day. I knew if it was me out there drowning that someone would save me. Well not if they were my father or my sisters, who would most likely let me drown or tie an anchor to my feet and throw me overboard. Again no love lost there.

If wasn’t for Mom and Dad I would have run inside and locked myself in my room, just to avoid all the attention that I felt I really didn’t deserve it because I wasn’t the only ones saving people. So I gracefully let them shower me with praise, hoping this would be the end of it watching our deck fill up with all the gifts to me and Dad. That’s when the big moment happened. Nora swung me around pressing me and her lips to mine and gave me my first real kiss. When she was done I wobbled breathlessly until Isza and her sister Fauna kissed me, causing me to moan breathlessly, feeling the blush on my checks and my problem go rock hard.

I no sooner had I got my balance as another pretty girl I didn’t know gave me even a longer kiss. When she removed her lips from mine she did it again, and then released me after she gave me a big squeeze on my bare bottom. Looked down at my rock hard problem and giggled and said. “Thank you for saving my brother and my sister’s life.” Having me wobble to my seat wishing for a towel to hide my problem. I learned that the boy that introduced me to his friends at the barbecue was her brother and the last girl I saved was her sister. The way people acted regarding my problem told me that wasn’t a big concern, I was the only one that was concerned about it, letting Dads words echo in my mind ‘when happens just let it.’

After several more kisses and butt squeezes from mothers and daughters. I didn’t think the blush in my cheeks or my slightly bruised bottom would ever go away. Dad and Mom grinned ear to ear knowing that I had been seriously kissed and abused by every girl and mother.

The fact I was covered with lipstick said it all and smelled of various kinds of perfume. Dad told me and Mom I would live as I watched our guest mossy on down the beach. After telling Mom and Dad that they had a full day planned for us tomorrow and the rest of our weekend. Someone told Dad that roads were blocked with trees and down power lines, and wouldn’t be able to leave until Tuesday or Wednesday if we were lucky. I knew my mother and my caseworker weren’t going to be pleased, but no one controls the weather.

It was almost 8 at night before Dad and I finished repairing the barn fences telling Mom that he would have to go into town and get some more lumber to repair the barn and a new window. Mom didn’t ask if Jared and I were going with him it was simply implied. Mom didn’t argue as she severed me a nice proportion of lasagna, kissed me on the head said. “I hope you are taking the truck and not the boat this time dear, considering all the debris floating upon the lake after the storm. “

Dad nodded that he had planned to, but was going to take her out on the lake just him and her while us boys joined our friends, doing what boys like to do. Mom hesitated then realized that I had proven time and time again that I could take care of my brothers in any situation, even more so during a storm.

After family prayer, Mom gave me my sleeping pill that the doctor gave her to make sure I would sleep through the night she would have given it to me earlier, but I would have been up all night knowing my bad sleeping habits. Plus she wanted me to have a really good night sleep adding it to the other pill that is supposed to relax me enough to sleep. I was about to join my brothers. Until she suggested that it would be better if I didn’t make sure I got the rest I needed.

Jared and Jason giving me a wink stating that wasn’t going to happen. They liked having their big brother closes to them at night. In fact, we had become inseparable ever since Shane left on his mission. In some ways, I felt sorry for Shawn missing out on the opportunity of being their big brother, but he was the one that had abused the privilege and now no one wanted him near us.

In fact, Dad was considering putting him back downstairs with Arthur sharing the same room, considering it doesn’t help to separate them, they still find away too engaged in such unspeakable things. Mom and Dad have been arguing about it for some time regarding if this is such a good idea. The only thing they felt they could decide on was moving my brothers back upstairs to prevent them in continuing the same thing. Even tonight they were arguing about to send Arthur back to the mental institution when or if we get back regardless if they would have less income.

Mom arguing that things would work out if that happened stating the fact our family is not as big as it used to be. And with me taking more of the role of the big brother she could pick up more work instead of having to tend my baby brother. I guess all parents fight and argue, but I know when my parents do it that my father gets a little rough with my mother and then takes it out on me and my brother. When my foster parents argue it’s like they compromise and makeup right after.

I had other things to worry about like that kiss or kisses, I never felt that way before when kissing a girl. I had always wondered what my first real kiss would be like, somehow this wasn’t what I had imagined, or the fact I would be naked and they would too when it happened. I could have counted to ten the seconded the lights went out and hearing Mom and Dads door closed. I smiled watching my brothers tiptoe into my room and climbed into their spots next to me, making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

I knew Mom and Dad wouldn’t be angry when it comes to me and my brothers sharing the same bed. Yet I knew if my father would and would have been furious, even more so knowing that we didn’t have a stitch on and I was good with that.

Dad had gotten me and Jared up before dawn the fact that my brothers were with me didn’t bother him or Mom when she opened the door finding them with me during the night checking to make sure I was sleeping. She just smiled telling me to go back to sleep giving us a warm kiss on the cheek. Yet now it was time to get up, considering Dad and we had a lot to do before we could all go play the rest of the day.

Normally we could have gone to town as a nudist, but considering the storm and the damage done, even nudist wear clothing to prevent getting nails in their feet or cutting off things we all needed. Shirts, on the other hand, were optional or depending on the job you were doing today.

All I know is after putting on long pants and sneakers and a shirt. I felt like I was wearing an Eskimo suit. Having the clothing suffocate me, Jared and Jason were just as uncomfortable as I was, losing the shirts within minutes and quickly put on our flip flops and shorts. Promising Mom and Dad we would be careful already envying our baby brother and Mom being the only ones down to their skins.

We would have gone completely naked if Dad would have let us, yet he too was having just as hard a time as we were, but being Dad and the responsibly that entails he needed to be the adult. Well maybe for two minutes longer then we did. Watching him strip down to his skin and throw his clothes in the back of the seat. We wasted no time doing likewise feeling much better. Dad saying if we need them we have them, if we don’t we don’t.

When we arrived at the small lumberyard, Dad quickly took notice that some had just chosen to wear footwear or shorts or both or nothing at all, but none of them were completely clothed. So he let us do likewise. Strapping on his fanny pack that held his wallet and his work boots, while we slipped on our flip-flops telling us to watch for nails, knowing that we had worn our sneakers, it still wouldn’t stop a nail from going through them like his work boots, but way more comfortable besides going barefoot. We all had a pair of work gloves so when handled the wood we wouldn’t get slivers in our hands.

Dad paid for the supplies and we loaded into the back of his truck and afterward, Dad stopped for ice cream and gas for the truck and the boat, having to make several phone calls. Which we all had to wait in line for, considering it was the only phone that seemed to work with the lines down. When Dad paid for the ice cream the guy simply said it was on the house for helping with the rescues. Dad tried to give him the money anyway, but the guy simply refused it.

We sat there devouring every last drop scraping our dishes clean while Dad waited in line for his turn. I knew he was speaking to my caseworker having removed the phone from his ear. Asking her what he wanted him to do about it? The roads are closed and would be until Wednesday making it impossible to be back on Friday. My mother was more understanding telling him they would see us when they see us at our camping spot only asked if I was having a good time.

Dad handing me the phone so she could hear that I was safe and sound. I tried not to overhear the phone call when it came to Dad talking to whoever that was in charge of Shawn and Arthur. Dad growled angrily when he said, “Crawford, why in the hell are my boys with Crawford.” Telling the guy he either locks them inside or chains them to their beds or he was going too clean house when he gets back. That if Crawford even comes near them again to shoot him on site, slamming down the phone growling for us to get ready to go.

We knew Dad wasn’t angry with us he was mad what was taken place at home he confirmed it when he told Mom that Crawford was seeking custody of Arthur and Shawn, and trying to get me placed in a home for boys and my brothers placed in foster care. For being bad parents for abusing Arthur and Shawn with hard discipline and working them day and night while we are on vacation.

Only allowing them out of their rooms to work or bathroom breaks like common criminals; stating once again Shawn and Arthur had done nothing wrong. All boys experiment from time to time, and they didn’t rape my sister. Mom was angry when she heard that wasting no time telling me that I was in charge of my brothers until further noticed reminding us that we had a play date in an hour with the Rockwater’s and some of my new friends, drove off with Dad in tow.

I did exactly as Mom and Dad told me too and arrived early eyeing the hot tub wondering if we had time for a quick dip, yet changed my mind when the three sisters noticed us and invited us in to sit in the living room. I was thankful there was no hugging or kissing involved and took a seat with my brothers. Mrs. Rockwater asked if my parents were coming I corrected her self saying, my foster parents.

I answered no that my parents wanted to do some things in town and Dad was taking Mom on the lake to spend some alone time together. She smiled as she looked down at my problem noticing that it was under control, if I didn’t know better I would have thought she was disappointed. I, on the other hand, was quite pleased that it was under control and prayed that it would stay that way.

After yesterday no one wanted to go out on the lake unless we were on the beach. Which was kind of disappointing being that I could hide my problem underwater? I realized that I needed to stop worrying about it and trust Dad that the more I exposed I was the most likely the problem would become an issue. The other thing was I really wanted to try water-skiing and drive a speed boat. Yet today that wasn’t on the agenda, instead we would be going horseback riding. Which would be a first in the nude and in some ways I was looking forward too it.

We were also informed that tonight would be a dance for everyone which I had learned had been postponed because of the storm. I swallowed hard realizing it wasn’t a school or church dance, but life here is to be experienced or I would stay home afraid to come out because I was naked. Well actually if I was home I still would be considering Mom and Dad and raised me and my brothers in this lifestyle. So hiding the fact that I was only wearing a smile seemed mute. Mom and Dad would expect me to deal with it and come away with an awesome experience, something to write home about and talk about in the years to come.

I just needed to get over the touchy-feely part or I would spend my vacation always wondering what kind of fun I could have if I would only let myself. It's not that I haven’t ever felt a pair of breast against my skin, which I have more times then I count even more so here, gave a soft sigh looking down at my problem which had to decide to grow again. I decided to stay focused and get my mind out of the gutter, it wasn’t like I was going to have sex with them just dance. This time I didn’t show that my problem was a concern just let happen saying that sounded fun and couldn’t wait. I also knew if I had a dance card it would be full considering I was a local hero even though I didn’t want it to be, would really make a lot of difference.