Monsters in the Dark Part 1

Chapter 236

Monsters in the Dark

Part 1

Everyone has seen their version of a monster in the dark wanting to eat them, but this is not that kind of monster I am talking about. I am talking about all the monsters in the world that want to kill you, and take your very soul from you and rip it apart; my own father being one of those monsters.

Mr. Tate was a different verity of monster who wanted to exploit you for money and then kill anyone that stood in his way. He is the Monster I am referring to because he is that very person that wants nothing more then what he can take and sell.

He was hungry as he wrote down our ideas of two star-cross lovers, gay lovers and telling their story, in hopes of selling it to those that are tired of the boring everyday stuff of male and female falling love. He liked the idea of two gay boys falling in love for the first time, because back then it was different, it was so out there fighting to be heard. He could taste it as it would fly off the shelves across the country. Yet Dad and I had other plans to what would actually take place in the movies.

Always reminding Mr. Tate that he needed both sides representing in his films, having him state; “yes, yes, of course, we will, but I mostly wanted to be about two boys.” Dad and I argued he needed both, or it would become ordinary he couldn’t understand the reasons why until he saw how the marketing projections would project using a test market. So, for now, it was an idea, and very good idea needed planning, and time to develop, but for now he was off into his little world telling everyone to put on some clothes and get ready for our guests.

He was more than happy to greet them because it meant they would provide him the means to deliver a quality film that would meet the high standards of today’s filming standards, well the standers of the 80s anyway.

Where the green screens were now making its way into film making known as the digital age, prior to green screens in the late 40s they were known as the blue screens. They were designed to make you think they were filming in a different location then they were actually filming, that was before special effects and computer age which was on the horizon and about to explode. At that time the only real computers were the great big mainframes that ran on large reels of tape.

The hottest thing at the time was Apple showing off its first PC computer. Which was making a huge impact in the work field, it wasn’t anything close to what we have today and not every home had one or a school for that matter. It was an exciting time to be alive where things were booming by leaps and bounds.

Mr. Tate was really looking forward to this meeting for two main reasons, One I mentioned which was he was getting the latest and greatest toys to make his movies. Second, he was foaming at the mouth thinking about all that lovely money he was going to make exploiting us. Dad kinda took a back seat the moment Stringum and Mr. Vincent arrived. Being as they were the people with the largest bank accounts and the people they knew.

I didn’t have to update Stringum on how things were going here, because he knew everything there was to know thanks to my friend Jeff. The fact he was a pain in the butt most of the time, wasn’t wasted on Stringum, he was more than happy with the extra help he has provided him.  Like us, Stringum wanted this to work.

The fact we needed Mr. Tate only made things difficult because we wanted him dead, we wanted him put away for all the things he has done, but for now, we needed him. Stringum shook hands with Mr. Tate said. “I hope you don’t mind if I brought Chef Philips along and Mrs. Carrion so she could meet her new sons. After all, you did try to kidnap Nate and she has been worried sick about him once she found out what happened.”

Mom didn’t waste a minute to wait for permission as she launched herself at me then took me in her arms squeezing me to death.  Then kissing every inch of my face telling me how worried she was about me. Scolding Dad and Mr. Tate for letting anyone harm me. Once she was convinced I was fine she gave me one more squeeze nearly breaking my rib-cage. It didn’t matter that I said I couldn’t breathe, she did it anyway.

When she was done and gulped air back into my lungs I introduced her to the three boys. Using the names they have chosen. Mom then squeezed the life out them, stating they too belonged to her. Mom was Mom. She liked having a big family, even though most of it now wasn’t her own flesh and blood and most if not half it was gone with Jody and Kerry now married and Shane in the mission field and Shawn at a boarding school in Texas. That left her with me and my three younger brothers Jared, Jason, and Jonathon.

Like, Dad, she knew they could never have foster kids anymore, but no one said anything about adopting them from the get-go. Then again the Rothwell’s weren’t the ones adopting them it was the Carrions. Until the Carrion name was no longer needed. For now, no one knew that except a limited few.

Mom told each of the boys to call her Mom, and she hugged each and every one of them including Sal and Mark. Mom knew Mark, but she never met Sal until now, she fell in love with each of the boys like I thought she would.

She asked each of their ages and got out her tape measure and notebook. Taking them inside leaving everyone to do whatever they came to do. Chef Philips followed me into the kitchen asking the crew to bring in the groceries he had brought with him.  He didn’t tell Mr. Tate he was staying he simply informed him by asking me which room he would be staying in tossing me his duffel bag.

I saw Mr. Tate cringe the moment he saw that he too was staying and so were Stringum, Mom and Mr. Vincent as well as the doctor and two of his nurses Tally and Bethany who happened to be my two best adult friends plus their two boys Kenny and Zane.

Dad seemed quite pleased by the fact that we had women now which meant we didn’t have to be content with ourselves. The only one not happy about it was Mr. Tate, but he didn’t have much of a choice.

My new brothers gave me a concerned look because it wasn’t just us guys anymore with the women here. Being naked in front them was a whole new ballgame, but Dad and I had warned them in advance that they will see them naked and they will see them as well.

Mom sent Mark and Sal back down the hall after claiming the room where I and Mark had spent the night in, to bring in her luggage. Everyone else would be taking the guestrooms /slash filming rooms, yet that was about to change when several more helicopters started to land as Stringum informed him that they needed all these people to get started right away on the remodel which would require a large crew of people to set up trailers and tents for the workers.

He stated clearly that everyone here has signed a contract with him regarding that this is movie production site; that any filming would be at Mr. Tate discretion's and privacy on the set.

Mr. Tate was no longer in a good mood seeing large helicopters landing and all its people climbing out of them as they surveyed the land. The fact that most were military didn’t escape mine and Dads eye even though they weren’t in uniform. It was how quickly they got to work.

It became obvious that we would be lucky to film anything today and many ways I was glad. It was also obvious that Stringum was running the show when the boots were on the ground and Mr. Tate was taking a back seat and there was nothing he could do about it, but grin and bear it.

Stringum said he wanted communications up and running in two hours, and round table meeting in two hours tops. And all tents and bunks set up in 4 hours. Getting a yes, sir and hard solute. I had to say I was impressed and it felt good knowing that we were no longer alone anymore.

Mom joined them on the grand tour of the place, as she gave Stringum the list of the boy’s sizes for their new clothes, stating they didn’t have much she liked on them and would need a shopping trip later. Even Stringum knew better not to say no to Mom. He said not a problem then asked a stupid question if she was going to sit in with the boys when they visit the doctor.

Mom said. “Of course I am… why wouldn’t I? They are my sons.” Stringum nodded which was a smart thing to do. The smarter thing would have been not to ask the question. Not even I saw a single doctor without her. Not that I complained about it, it was what it was. Having Mom there when the doctor says turns your head and cough as he fondles you, meant nothing to Mom, and that was before I realized I was a nudist.

I had no doubt what so ever if she was going to be there when they shoot the nude scenes, in fact, I had no doubt if she would be participating, or the two nurses and their two boys. Who would turn down being in a movie, they were like me use to being nude in front of their mothers and having hardcore sex and stimulation.

Dad had the Doctor set up in the boy's room, Mom agreed it was a good place and out of the way. Not that she was looking for anything better, she just cared that it got done period.

I saw the boys hesitate as Mom prodded them and me into the room, and told us point blank to take all our clothes off. She didn’t care how the boys felt about it, instead, she simply said for me to go first to show my brothers that there was nothing for them to be afraid of.

I, however, didn’t hesitate being used to being the big brother did what I was asked. Mark was the only one that was really shy, more so then Sal, but even he hesitated until Mom helped him off with his clothes, telling him he looks beautiful naked. She even took hers off showing them that being nude meant nothing to her.

She asked the doctor to give her an exam first then me, Mark then Sal and made it down the list. He was smart not to argue the fact that she was to be included and so was Dad. He was our main doctor hired by Stringum he was familiar with our nudist lifestyle and so were our nurses.

Which was why he didn’t ask us to put on a gown, he just quickly gave us each an exam. The hard part came as he asked our nurses to draw our blood; he also required a seamen check, which was something very few doctors ask for, but because of our nudist nature, and what we would be doing all the time on film and not. He wanted to make sure we were healthy in every category. Boys were nervous about having Mom in the room when he wanted that.

Mom had me lie on the bed and she stimulated me for me so the boys could see it was ok, and she didn’t care if they did it in front of her or that I let her do it for me. She did the same to Dad before she started with Mark and worked her way down. Until she had every one of her new boys and I do it.

She complemented each of our penises, telling each of them how beautiful and perfect they looked and she looked forward to tasting each and every one of them often. Even though she licked her fingers after each of us put a sample in a jar to be tested getting a small taste of each of us like it was the best cream of the day.

I knew if we were seeing our Highland doctor he would have freaked out about it. In fact, he would freak period if Mom had taken off all her clothes in front of us.  He would freak out about us being raped repeatedly as he gave each a rectum test. Finding Mark, Sal, Dad and I were having sex in that fashion often. He noted Sal was rather sore and Dad stated it was because of what Mr. Nestor and his friends had done before he had arrived taking custody of him and Mark.

He gave Dad and Mom some ointment that should clear it up and suggested that Sal be given a chance to heal; knowing that most likely that wasn’t going to happen. In fact, he was smart enough not to ask if the three boys would soon be prepared. He like us knew that when the moment came Dad and I would be the ones doing it. He only asked if we had enough pain ointment giving us several new tubes.

We quickly dressed and left the room allowing the doctor to take our test kits to be tested. He said he'd have the results in a few hours and stated we were all healthy, and the boys all except for me were malnourished, more so the three younger boys. Mom said she plans to rectify that. Getting a nodded stating he had counted on that.

Mom took the boys by the hand and told Stringum she was taking the boys into town for shopping. He said he was fine with that, and told Landan to take her, as they each got on the chopper leaving only me and Dad here to handle Mr. Tate.

When he saw them taking off. He growled angrily because he had planned to be shooting sometime today, thinking a nice shot on the water would be good, considering the summer cottage was overran with people coming and going taking measurements. Dad said he was in luck he had me, Zane and Kenny who are dying to star in one of his movies.

He eyed the boys and licked his lips seeing them without their shirts on, being it was almost 95 degrees in the shade it was too hot to wear anything but a pair of shorts or go naked. He asked the boys if they would like to be filmed they nodded giving each other a fist bump.

He said. “Be ready to leave in 45 minutes and meet me on deck,” Dad said for me too take them over to Cameron for makeup while he speaks to Chef Phelps about preparing us a quick lunch out on the water. He was to be our private Chef, The main crew had their own, which would be army style I am sure, and being as they were mostly military, but the food would be the best quality regardless.

Stringum gave a nodded stating he wasn’t planning on filming today at least in the summer house. Mr. Tate stated as he argued that he promised him two days worth of shooting. Stringum told him he is keeping his agreement, he could shoot anywhere he wanted as long it was outside being as the inside was being used to determine what it was going to take for the remodel. Causing them to scream back and forth as movers removed cameras and lighting into tents and furniture so they could move around. It took an hour and a half before we actually were ready.

Zane, Kenny looked just as ridiculous in their wigs as I did. Dad went with us to keep the boys safe from Mr. Tate. I was silently informed that boys agreed to being rapped had been properly prepared. It was also agreed that it would be me or them and not Mr. Tate. Not that he could do much, being he was still quite sore from last night, that every time he moved he groaned. He had told Dad what I had done to him. Dad simply said he warned him I was quite capable of doing it.  He like me liked watching Mr. Tate move like he had a stick stuck up his a*s.

It took three boats to carry us and the equipment needed to film us on the water. Like me, the boys were perfectly tan not needing any suntan lotion but Dad had us put on us anyway to prevent sunburn in those places it doesn’t see the sun that often.

We ate cold sandwiches and chips plus lots of cold soda as we traveled to the open waters and the far side of the lake, where we would have tons of privacy in addition to the tea that makes us really horny and hard quicker.

Stringum warned Mr. Tate that we needed to be back before dinner time or he was coming to find us, personally. Once we were far away Mr. Tate asked the boys if they had a problem of being nude in front of the camera, they shrugged their shoulders Zane stated clearly that they never been nude on camera, but being nude didn’t bother them. 

Dad stated they were nudist what more did he need to know. Mr. Tate said, “Just asking to be polite considering I haven’t seen them naked before. I am assuming they have no problem kissing or having sex.”

Dad said. “That depends, are you planning to participate? If so, I have only agreed that Nate and I are willing, but I promised their mothers that Only Nate would when it comes to them or themselves. If you are stating that you can’t accept that offer then the deal is off. We can head back now.”

Dad smiled knowing Mr. Tate had no choice but to accept those terms. He did so at his own peril, being as we were no longer alone anymore, and won’t be while we are here.

Mr. Tate said. “I have no intention of participating as you are aware of; my old ugly a*s is white as a ghost. I burn easily on the water, not that I could move after what your son Nate did too me last night, tricking me into a marathon of sex for a little over two hours straight and would have gone three if I would have let him.” Causing Dad to grin and the boys give me a fist bump.