Pillow Talk Part 3

 Chapter 228-2

Pillow Talk

Part 3

 

Once we made it down the stairs Mr. Walters turned on the TV for the boys telling them they can play video games until dinner time. Watching them give each other a fist bump. He cursed loudly regarding what Holly has done because now she wasn’t here to bathe the boys; which meant he had to do it. Randy said that He and I could do it if he wanted to spend some time with my Dad.

Dad said looking at the tub. “You mean to tell me you have sex with your sons but never bathe with them?” 

He said. “No, because it is my wife’s job and his daughter’s and Randy’s in a pinch. It has always been that way. Mostly because we don’t have a big enough tub like you do Mr. Carrion. As you can see if we're lucky it can fit maybe 4 people, not that I have considered it a time or two.”

Dad rolled his eyes said. “Personally I find bathing with my boys just as enjoyable, it allows us to groom each other and show each other how much we love each other. Sex is sex, but it’s more enjoyable if I take a step back and allow your self to enjoy it.”

He nodded and said. “I guess it can’t hurt to try. I was going to suggest a hot bath before dinner anyway, but none of that girly stuff.”

Dad said. “Oh trust me you want the girly stuff, besides who’s going to know if we lock the door,” Dad asked me to grab my backpack and bring it downstairs; while he starts us a bath.

Randy said. “Dad you’re going to love it, trust me you will think you died and went to heaven.” I quickly ran up the stairs and grabbed my backpack I could hear water splashing in Candus room as she was moaning telling Jared not to stop. I smiled to myself. “That’s my little brother, giving her everything I had taught him.” It made feel all warm and fuzzy

I checked to make sure our lasagna was out of the oven and Mom smiled at me as she Mrs. Walter was on the couch completely naked making out. I grabbed two six packs of soda from the fridge telling them we were all taking a bath. Mrs. Walters gasped asking if she heard that right, I said. “Yes, my Dad talked him into a nice relaxing bubble bath with all us boys to save time in bathing them since you and Candus were busy without Holly being here to pitch hit.”

She said. “Just great, now I know he’s going to punish us for it and her the worst.”

Mom said. “Shush, my husband won’t let him.”

She said. “Yea right, you don’t know my husband Jamie. He is that cruel man; it isn’t a show because of rumors. The real show is him being the nice guy. I guess we better get dinner on the table before he decided that bathing with his boys is a bad idea.” Mom asked if he has sex with me and Randy yet or Dad. I shook my head no. She gave heavy sigh telling me to stall him, as they quickly got off the couch and slipping back on their robes.   

I gave a nod and I quickly went back downstairs finding both our Dads naked and or little brothers as Randy was placing clean towels for all of us in his boxers; hanging up their new robes. Dad and I brought only our bathrobes and the clothing we would need for church. Not knowing what we needed. They weren’t anything special like the robes we had given the Walters.

I could tell Randy was a little nervous because his Dad hasn’t seen that he was groomed to perfection. Dad leaned over and sifted through my backpack finding the bubble bath he wanted which was berry delight and orange scented bead’s that makes our skin silky smooth and has relaxing qualities to it.

Randy waited for me to take off my clothes first being I was the one not embarrassed by the fact I was completely groomed. It didn’t bother me having an audience of boys watching me strip, or anyone for that matter. I heard Mr. Walters gasp as he noticed that I was perfectly groomed asking me how old I was because it looked like I hadn’t gone through puberty. I quickly said. “I am almost 17 sirs.” He smiled at me, which gave me the creeps as his mouth watered looking at my penis and crotch without any hair on it. I climbed in next to Dad having Jason and Jonathon scoot over to make room for me. 

Randy gave a heavy sigh as he too climbed in letting his Dad see that he too was groomed. He gasped as his eyes looked at me and Randy. Taking a seat next to his Dad and his two brothers as they knelt in front of them being such a small tub, Randy said. “What Dad? You think I like getting your hair in my mouth when I taste you?”

He said. “It just not natural son, men are far different than women.”

Dad said. “Bull s**t! Its just hair, it’s like shaving off your beard, it all grows back, and it doesn’t make you less than a man. Personally, I like being groomed all the way so my family and friends can taste all of me and not worry about getting sick.  I have way better sex and stimulation.” Dad having to explain our terminology; Having Mr. Walters argue that it stills means the same thing. Dad said; “yes, but in a more polite and not rude and disgusting way.”

He couldn’t argue that as took one the sodas I had brought down from the kitchen, passing the others around. The jets and the bubble bath with the skin oils beginning to work its magic. Randy and I quickly bathed our brothers so we could have more room, I whispered in Dads and Randy’s ear that we needed to take our time.

Dad turned me around and kissed me passionately, not on the cheek or the forehead but a real kiss as Mr. Walters gasped watching it. Dad said. “What? I love my son Nate, and I have taught him and his brothers that they shouldn’t be ashamed of kissing each other this way or their friends. More so if they are going to marry like my son Nate has with two husbands and his lover Kirk. It doesn’t mean they are gay unless you think that having sex with boys and myself is considered gay when all we are doing is pleasuring ourselves as our true God teaches us in his doctorin.”

He asked me what it is like to kiss another man or boy. I simply said. “The greatest feeling on earth Mr. Walters, but there is a big difference when I kiss a girl or my two wives or even my own family. I could kiss you if you would like, but I rather not since you most likely taste of beer.” He shook his head that he didn’t want me to kiss him. He asked Randy if I really kissed my two husbands and Kirk as well as if I had kissed him.

Randy said. “Yes Dad, he has and all my classmates at school have seen him do it. He has yet to kiss me, but if he asked me too I would, so I know what it feels like. Kirk said like he said it’s the greatest feeling on the earth.” Randy pulled me towards him as we stood in the middle with bubbles from the bath sticking all over us. He said. “Kiss me; I want to feel what they feel.”

I said. “Are sure?” He nodded as he waited for his father to tell him don’t do it.

Instead, he said. “What are waiting for Randy? I am betting you won’t do it.” Randy growled. Pulled me to him and kissed me on the lips quickly.

His Dad said. “You got to do better than that. That’s not a kiss, that’s a peck on the cheek. I bet you a hundred dollars that you will chicken out.”

Dad said. “I’ll bet 200 dollars that he will and like it.”

They reached over and shook hands as they waited for us to do it. I started small placing my right hand behind his head, Randy made the first move as he kissed me harder but his lips were still closed, he pulled away a little as I whispered let me help him, he gave me a little nodded as we kissed again as I used my tongue and mouth to open his.

He jerked back a little growling angrily at himself. I told him to relax; it’s just a kiss, like kissing a girl… He breathed. “I know.” I smiled as I kissed him lightly then without warning he opened his mouth turning my head slightly as he pulled me closer until there was nothing but skin as he took my breath away his father gasped as we deepened the kiss. Moving our hands down to each of our shoulders. He moaned and I moaned as we kissed until we had run out a breath, I looked from the corner of my eye as his Dad was gasping and timing us.

We didn’t release all the way until had to be five minutes. We broke apart panting and launched ourselves against each other until we locked in another kiss as Dad and my brothers moved out of the way as Randy fell on me softly as we with him between my legs as he continued kissing me; then released me as he trailed his tongue down my chest to each of my n*****s torturing me with pleasure as he quickly found my penis and sack and tasted me.

I felt a third person step between our legs, Randy’s hips going up as he returned to my mouth I opened my eyes seeing his father slipping himself inside him. Telling Randy that was the hottest thing he had ever seen. I could feel Randy as his body moved with each thrust, as he continued kissing me, until his father was finished, asking my Dad if he would like to try it.

Dad said. “No, he could wait, since neither of the boys gave me permission.” 

Mr. Walters growled. “Why? You have my permission to have my boys anyway you like as our God intended us to do.”

Dad said. “Because it’s always polite to ask, you don’t want me to interfering with you if you were showing your wife how much you love her.”

He said. “Oh yes, I would, because it would heighten the effect.”

Randy said noticing he was angering his father. “Mr. Carrion I am giving you my permission, Nate and I are fine with it. Aren’t we Nate?” He whispered to me to say yes, almost begging me.

I said. “Dad please, it would rock our world.” Dad nodded as he took his place, knowing his back was against the wall the same as mine, besides we had gone over this many times that we needed to act like we fitted in, and we had ready ourselves to do it.

Once he was inside of Randy we started to kiss again as our skin rubbed together each time Dad thrusts. It wasn’t a hard hateful thrust like Randy’s father, it seemed more of as I am sorry I really hate doing this thrust. He finished quickly or pretended he did; allowing us to slip back into the tub. His wife knocked on the door telling us dinner was ready, hearing her husband cursed because he didn’t get a turn with me. Instead, he said. “After dinner, we will really get a chance to have some fun once we put our wives to bed.”

Dad said. “You mean you don’t sleep with your wife?”

He said. “Hell no, I usually sleep with Randy or go over to one of my lover's houses. She only had one purpose and it was to bear my children and raise them. I didn’t marry her for love. I married her for the position I hold such as it is but better than nothing. Please tell me you didn’t marry your wife for the same reasons?”

Dad said. “Actually I did. I even love my second wife and my husband. Which is why I married them, not only for love but for the position, there is no other reason that I could think of, if you are already been blessed richly and only adding more by being married to Mr. Vincent.” He looked at Dad confused, but when I looked him in the eyes he seemed like he was calculating how he could get into bed with us, and get some that hard-earned blessing. He was green with envy. Dad gave me a look that said this man is dangerous and he just became someone we needed to watch and take down if necessary.

Once we were dressed in our robes Mr. West agreed it was one of the best bathes he had ever had. Stating he would like to try again later. Dad said. “I told you would like it, but we could have done a lot more than sit and soak, but doesn’t mean I am going stimulate you orally, not until you agree to let someone groom you.

“I promise you will think you are tasting heaven when you taste my boys and now your son Randy, even more so when we cover them in chocolate sauce and whip-cream and many different flavors.”

He said. “Well see how it goes considering I hadn’t tasted my son Randy that way since he had gone through puberty and I am curious about this flavoring thing, that I have heard so much about, but I am still not going to kiss you or your boys.”

Dads said. “Good, because I don’t want to either with beer on your breath like I said we keep ourselves perfectly groomed that includes our breath and body. Oh, by the way, I plan on sleeping with my wife and if means I am sleeping with yours as well I am good with that, if you won’t mind me having sex with her as well, I plan too.”

He said. “Knock your self out, as I have said she means nothing to me.”

Dad said. “Maybe she doesn’t, but to me, she means a lot to me and my wife. I would really hate to see you harm her or your children like you did earlier. I have seen enough physical abuse for a lifetime. I tell you straight up, I was just like you, Mr. West cruel and angry at the world until I felt our Gods love when I stopped drinking, stopped doing drugs and listened to his teachings. He blessed me tenfold when I did. Some say that these vices are the only way to true enlightenment. Yet swear to you that it isn’t… I have bathed in his light; I have seen miracles by his hand.

“He is not at cruel God; he wants your heart and your soul. He wants you to be happy. All you have to do is look deep into yourself and he will give you the answer you seek. If you want riches and power, you got to earn it the hard way. That means giving up alcohol and drugs and hate for every living thing. Or get ready too loose it all.”

He said. “Easy for you to say, Mr. Carrion, your not living in rags or coming home to a home that says you are poor. With mismatch furniture, rooms so small that leaves you gasping for air. Then you look at yours and Mr. Tate’s and all your friends that live on that mountain. Wondering what you did to earn it? You say to love, and kindness, and helping your neighbor brings you closer to our God. Here I am living paycheck to paycheck. The only real money I see is from Mr. Tate when he is willing to give us bread crumbs to star in his movies. I used to make a lot of money from him when Randy and my girls were younger.

“Now I am lucky to see anything because he only wants my two younger boys. Giving me a thousand dollars for each picture or little film he makes using them. He only pays my son Randy 500 and as well as my two daughters. Randy made more money working for Mr. Stringum doing dishes and cleaning the workmen he has hired in that kitchen. His one week’s pay was double than the pay I get for working for the city putting in pipelines which is how I knew how big and nice your homes were on the outside. Then when I saw your cabin on in the inside, I wanted what you have, I wanted so bad I can taste it. The money you gave me is going to see me through the winter, now that work has died down.

“Then I will have to look for another job traveling up and down the canyon like I had been doing, working long hours for little pay. If you could give me some financial advice I do anything you want. I stop drinking and stop using drugs. Hell, I might even find a way to love my wife, but for now, every time I look at her I just want to kill her, because she was the best I could do at the time.

“Everyone else refused me because of my status in the church and my wealth I didn’t have. I only married her because I was left with no choice, it was either that or be judged unworthy. Which meant as you know is a slave to serve and never be found worthy in their eyes including my children.”

Dad said. “You want my help and my advice then earn it. One thing I have learned there is nothing called a free ride; everyone has to work for it or it means nothing to them. My sons know that and earn everything they want in life. Nothing is for free. Now my son Nate has prepared us a nice meal and I plan to eat my fill before we really get acquainted.”