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Dylan - Walt Disney World 2015 - Part 10

 

I was standing there with Dylan hanging off the side of me when Alicia walks up and hugged both of us.   “It’s so good to see you honey. Randy wrapped early today and we were able to change our tickets. He really wanted to surprise you and arrive early!” Alicia said.

 

Dylan, Tommy, Rob and Randy just looked and stared without comment, some with their mouths hanging open in an ‘oh my gosh’ moment.

 

“We were worried you would be lonely, but it looks like you found some friends to tour with,” she said as she looked over my posse.

 

“We were all heading to dinner at Contempo Café, you and Randy should join us and I can introduce everyone there,” I suggested.

 

“I’d like to go swimming after dinner Daddy,” Randy said as he slid down off my side and put his little hand in mine.

 

Alicia, Randy and I lead the way and, in my panic, I paid no attention to Dylan. Tommy moved to Dylan’s side and noticed the look of worry on his face.

 

“Hey buddy, everything is going to be ok. Walt was not expecting his wife until tomorrow and she doesn’t know about you yet,” Tommy said.

 

“I know, but he just walked away from me and left me behind. I know they were coming and he told me he was planning on telling her about me on the phone tonight but it hurts that he didn’t introduce me or even look at me,” Dylan said.

 

“I know, but this is all happening fast for both of you and he is just juggling a lot right now. But here is what I want you to do. Go and sit with his son at the restaurant and make him your best friend. Trust me, you need Randy to want you to stay in case you need to remain with Walt for more than the next few days. That boy is Walt’s youngest son and the youngest child always gets his way in the family, if he wants you to stay, then it will happen. Trust me on this,” Tommy said and then winked at him.

 

It just dawned on me as the three of us were walking ahead, I left Dylan behind without as much as a glance. I turned to Ali and Randy and said, “You guys go ahead and get a table for 7 and I will be right there, I have to hit the washroom,” and I turned and fast walked to Dylan and Tommy while Ali, Randy, Rob and Ryan were getting on the escalator to go up to the main concourse where the restaurant is located.

 

I walked up to Dylan, got down on my knees and grabbed him into a hug. “I am so sorry Tiger, that was not nice of me to walk away from you. I know you are confused, I was just so shocked to see them today. I will make it up to you but please forgive me. I will explain everything to Alicia and Randy at dinner, I promise,” I said.

 

Dylan pushed me back and said, “It’s all good Uncle Walt! I’m glad you came back, now I know you really love me. Let’s go, I want to meet my cousin,” and he took off for the escalator leaving Tommy and I to follow behind.

 

“Tommy, please do not say anything about the guardianship until I have fully explained everything to Alicia.”

 

“Copy that Uncle Walt,” Tommy replied. “I will do whatever it takes to make this work.”

As Tommy and I arrived at the restaurant, everyone was just getting their seats. I saw Dylan was already attached to Randy and the two of them were chatting about something in an animated way. I approached both boys, leaned over and said, “I need to talk to your mom alone, are you two OK for a few minutes?” “Yup, I am good. I already made a new friend with this boy,” Randy said. “You boys should invite Ryan to sit with you too,” I suggested.

 

Alicia was right behind be as I was talking to the boys and as I turned, she asked, “What’s up honey?” I replied, “I need to update you on my trip and I want to hear more about the Disney Channel audition for Randy.”

 

We sat a couple tables over; Tommy and Rob were attending to the boys and were organizing their food. I assume that Tommy filled Rob in as he seemed to be helping the meeting without questions from him. 

 

As we both settled at our table I began, “A funny thing happened on the way to Walt Disney World” and I explained exactly what had taken place up to the time we met in the lobby. Well, almost everything. I didn’t mention masturbating Dylan to an orgasm in a boat, the previous time that I ejaculated all over his bum while I thought he slept or washing and blowing him in the shower. I also failed to mention the boy orgy or the sleeping and humping with Ryan the night before. Somehow, I thought she wouldn’t understand that.

 

When I was done, Ali looked stunned and had tears in her eyes. “That poor little boy. What he must be going through… I just want to run over there and hug him. So, what happens to him now?” “The man sitting over there with the beard, that is Tommy the CPS social worker. He wants us to take temporary guardianship until his mother is better or she passes away. He has already run the background check and has the paperwork for me to sign,” I explained.

 

“So, let me be clear. You were going to accept temporary guardianship without me? When were you going to share this with me?” She said.  I wasn’t clear whether she was mad, just curious or what she was thinking because I usually know when she is mad, and this was not feeling like that.

 

“This has all moved so fast, but I haven’t signed anything yet. I was planning on calling you first. That is why Tommy is still here, he is technically Dylan’s guardian until I sign the paperwork,” I said.

Ali stared and I saw a tear roll down her cheek, “You are the most wonderful man in the world, Walter Orlando Furman. Who else would give up their vacation and take on responsibility for somebody else’s child? I am so proud of you. I think it’s time that I meet our foster son.”

 

I called over to the boys, “Randy and Dylan, can you guys come over for a moment.”  Dylan looked scared, Randy bounced over and stood beside me with his arm around my shoulder. Dylan stood visibly separate from all of us with a look of apprehension on his face. I saw Tommy was paying attention to us, while Rob and Ryan were busy devouring a flatbread pizza.

 

“It’s time I introduce you guys, Dylan Butler, meet Alicia and Randy Furman, your foster mother and brother,” Dylan moved to Alicia and put out his hand to shake hers. Alicia smiled warmly, took his hand and pulled him into a hug.

 

“It is so nice to meet you Dylan, I am so sorry to hear about your mom but we are going to take care of you until she is able to again. Welcome to the Furman family!”

 

Ryan had tears streaming down his cheeks now. Randy walked over to Dylan and hugged him and said, “It is so cool that I have another brother!”

 

“I have always wanted a brother,” Dylan said as he hugged Randy back. They separated and stood side by side with their arm around each other. Alicia was so overwhelmed she jumped up and hugged them both again.

 

“OK, let’s push the tables together and finish introductions,” I said. Everyone got up and moved the table into one large one. I finished the introductions and everyone got their food and drinks, Rob & Ryan got seconds, and we enjoyed our meal together. There were lots of laughs and fun talk about Disney, what’s it like being a pilot and plans for the next day as a group.

 

Ryan was staring at Randy, I noticed this and hoped he wasn’t upset that Randy had taken his friend. As I was about to say something Ryan had a look of recognition come over his face and yelled, “You were in that Christmas movie where you won a contest to become an elf for a year! You are a movie star! I knew I recognized you!”

 

Randy blushed, Rob and Tommy looked shocked and Dylan clued in too, “I saw that too. Oh my gosh, my foster brother is a movie star!”

 

“I’m not a movie star, I have only been in a few commercials, tv shows and that one movie. I am just Randy, acting is just what I like to do, not who I am.” I loved hearing him say that, we worked hard at trying to keep his ego in check. So many young actors are arrogant (as are their parents) and we have always reminded our little thespian that he is a lucky kid that gets paid for his hobby.

 

All three boys were now huddled together while Dylan and Ryan grilled Randy about his acting adventures. A cuter trio of boys have never walked this earth. It dawned on me that the other thing these three had in common is me doing sexual things with them, mind you it was just some shower touching with Randy. I don’t think my erection will ever subside. Three gorgeous boys and my drop-dead gorgeous wife all in one place… perhaps this really is heaven.

 

As I snapped out of my trance, Tommy was saying that he needed to get the agreement filed asap and that we should get that wrapped up soon. I invited Tommy to hang out with us tomorrow and he excitedly agreed to join us as a civilian.

 

The boys had all agreed they wanted to end their day with a swim and we agreed to meet at the family pool in one hour. Ron and Ryan headed off to their rooms and the rest of us headed to my suite after picking up the fax for Tommy at the reception desk.

 

We all headed upstairs and I was so happy that Randy and Dylan seemed to have already bonded. As we got off the elevator on the 14th floor, Dylan stopped and turned to Alicia and asked, “Can I call you Aunt Ali? I call Walt, Uncle Walt.”

 

“Sweetie, I would be honored if you called me Aunt Ali,” and they hugged again. Ali has fallen hard for Dylan.

 

“Walt and Alicia, I need to grab your attention for a few minutes.  Dylan, you should listen to this too as it is all about you,” Tommy said.  We all gathered at the dining room table and took a seat.

 

“So, lady and gentleman, boy and boy, this is the temporary guardianship agreement for the care of Dylan Lawrence Butler. The office put the agreement in Walt’s name, but I have written your name in as well Alicia.”

 

“Once you sign this agreement, you have all the rights and responsibilities of a parent to Dylan. This agreement runs from today until you relinquish your guardianship or Dylan’s mother is once again able to care for him – whichever comes first.”

 

“Dylan, I asked you in private, but I am now going ask in front of Walt, Alicia and Randy, do you want to be the foster child of Walt and Alicia Furman?” 

 

“And foster brother to Randy, Aaron and Julia Furman,” Randy added.

 

“Yes, what he said,” Tommy said with a smile and a hair tousle to Randy.

 

“More than anything,” said Dylan.

 

“Walt and Alicia, have you read, understood and agreed all terms of this agreement.”

 

“One question we have not resolved yet, what happens when we go back to Michigan? If Teresa is not well yet or … if she is not well yet to look after Dylan?”

 

“Clause 14 (a) states you can leave the state for up to 14 days providing you give the Department 48 hours’ notice and up to 30 days with director’s approval. After that, we have to change jurisdictions and bring in Michigan.”

 

“What happens if my mom dies?” Dylan asked in a sad little voice.

 

“Then we will adopt you and make you my real brother!” Randy offered.

 

“Buddy, one step at a time. We are praying that Dylan’s mom gets better and is able to take care of him,” I said. Dylan wanted to say something, I could tell by the look on his face, but he resisted.

 

“I signed and Alicia signed and Tommy witnessed both signatures.”

 

“On behalf of the Great State of Florida, I want to thank you and congratulate you on doing a great thing for this fine young man.” We all shook hands to seal the deal. ”I am going to head out, file this and then get some rest before our power tour tomorrow.”

 

“Good night folks, I will call when I leave my house in the morning so we can tee up where to meet. We said our good byes. Dylan, Alicia and even Randy hugged the bear of a man. I stuck out my hand to shake and he grabbed me and gave me a hug too! “I don’t to handshakes with you Walter,” he said and he was out the door.

 

“Walt, can you take the boys swimming? I am going to the hospital to check in on Dylan’s mom. I feel bad she has had no visitors and I want to tell her that her son is loved and in good hands.”

 

“Ali, she is in a coma,” she is not going to hear you or know you are there.”

 

“Actually, studies have shown that many coma patients remember things that are said to them and it is the right thing to do. Besides, it makes me sad that she is there all by herself.”

 

“Can you do one more thing and swing by her motel? It is a safe and clean place on Highway 192. We need to pick up all the luggage and such from the room and check them out and pay the bill. Dylan needs his stuff.”

 

“Sure honey. I will buy some groceries too while I am out.”

 

I gave her my rental car keys and a sheet of paper with the name and address of the motel and the key card to get in. I explained where the car was and she set out on her errands.

 

While we were talking, the boys were on the balcony enjoying the scenery. I called over, “Hey guys, come say goodbye to Ali, she is heading out on some errands.”  The boys both came in, “bye mom”, “bye Aunt Ali.” Ali bent down and kissed both boys and said, “Have fun at the pool and don’t wait up for me. And I’ll call you later Uncle Walt,” and she hugged and kissed me.

 

I sent the boys to go put on their bathing suits and grab some robes.  I took a moment to check emails on my phone and suddenly realized I didn’t give Ali our key card for the elevator and the room that I got back from Rob. I sent her a text to let me know when she was back so I could come and get her and bring her upstairs.

 

“Come on guys, let’s get a move on. It’s getting late.”

 

No response. No movement. I went to the room to speed them up and I stopped dead as I hear giggling from behind the door then voices. I heard Dylan first, “Come on, show it to me.”

 

“No, it’s so small you will think its dumb.”

 

“I am sure it will get bigger.”

 

“OK, but don’t laugh.”

 

“It’s great! Can I hold it?”

 

Oh great, the first minute they are alone they are already playing with each other’s penis’s. I can hardly blame either of them, they are both super cute and both have adorable boy packages. 

 

“Look, it does get bigger. See?”

 

“Oh yea, that is so cool.”

 

“Have you tried this before.”

 

“No, it’s pretty hard. I don’t want to blow it.”

 

That is way too quick, I knocked on the door. Guys, what are you doing?

 

“Nothing dad.”

 

“Come on in Uncle Walt, you have to see what Randy is going to do. It’s long and really hard.”

Maybe I sound like a hypocrite, but I did not want Dylan pushing my little boy into sex so soon! I’d had enough, I stormed in. “Boys, this is not ok!”

 

“What isn’t Uncle Walt?”

 

Both boys were sitting on the bed across from each other but Dylan had, what appeared to be, a script in his lap.

 

I laughed when I realized that my dirty mind was tricking me.

 

“It was a surprise dad, I wanted to show you later.”

 

“Randy was telling me about his audition for Disney.  The role he is trying out is for a kid genius that is in the space program.  The words in the script are really hard and the lines are really long!”

 

“Wow, buddy. I am so proud of you.” I walked over and picked him up and hugged him. “You are a genius, the cutest 10-year-old genius in the world.”

 

“Almost 11-year-old genius you mean.”

 

“Noooo, you can’t be almost 11, you are my little boy!” I tossed him on the bed and started to tickle his bare tummy.

 

“Stop, I am going to pee!”

 

Dylan was watching us smiling, enjoying the moment. I was worried he would be jealous now that Randy was here, but he seemed really happy to see us sharing this moment. I was still stunned at what I heard and what I thought it meant. Perhaps Dylan knew I was listening and was playing a game. Or maybe I should stop thinking with my dick.

 

Randy was already in his Goofy swim shorts and Dylan was wrapped in a robe.

 

“OK, let’s go boys.” Dylan put down the script and got up and all three of us headed out.

 

“Will you guys help me practice for my audition?”

 

“Absolutely son.” 

 

“That would be fun, I’ll help,” said Dylan.

 

As we boarded the elevator, Randy took my hand and Dylan was watching. I grabbed his hand. Dylan smiled broadly and put his free hand over our clasped hands almost like he was checking to see if it was real.

 

All three of us walked to the pool holding hands like a couple of happy kids and a proud daddy. As we approached the pool, I was blown away. It was huge and the slides looked amazing! I’ve seen pictures, but I generally stay away from pools unless my kids insist. The cavalcade of beautiful boys all shiny and wet bouncing around with all that skin exposed and so inviting was too much for this boy lover to take. I would not want to be accosted by some uptight mom freaking on me for perving on her little darling. In this day and age, people-watching was fine as long as the people being watched were dressed head to toe and 18 and over.

 

“Guys, this place looks boring. Let’s go back to the room,” I joked with the boys.

 

“Nuh aw,” Randy whined.

 

“He was just joking. Hey, there’s Ryan, let’s go cuz.”

 

I saw Rob as he waved me over to a table. He already had a couple of sodas waiting for me and I took my seat.  As I sat, Ryan and Dylan came back and stripped off their robes and dumped them on the table.

 

“There is Ryan’s Speedo!” Rob said. We couldn’t find it, I guess we left it in your room. You fill that out quite nicely boy,” Rob said. Dylan blushed.

 

“I was nervous that he would be embarrassed as nobody else was wearing such miniscule swimming wear. Most boys were in those godawful surfer shorts that show nothing. As he walked away, the Speedo barely covered his glorious bubble butt and a little squeezed out the bottom. Rob looked like he was salivating at the sight.

 

The boys all met up and climbed the stairs to a giant slide. Dylan was very attentive to Randy, it was so cute how close they were after only knowing each other for a couple hours.

 

Rob and I both settled back and enjoyed the warm evening breeze and our sodas. We sat in silence for a while watching the boys – ours and everyone else’s.  Finally, Rob broke the silence.

 

“So, how did that go? Do you need the email of my divorce lawyer?” Rob asked jokingly.

 

“No, she was totally cool with it. She loves kids and was actually impressed that I jumped in and helped a child in need. She is going to visit his mom and make sure she is being cared for and then is going to their motel to clear it out and check out,” I said.

 

Rob leaned over and spoke very quietly, “Does she know you sucked his little cock?”

 

I froze, my heart started to beat so fast and loudly I was sure he could hear it. My fight or flight instincts were doing a calculation as I remained still in silence with my eyes locked on Rob’s waiting for his next words.

 

“Oh my God, you did suck his cock! I was only joking and your reaction just gave you away. Holy shit!”  Oh fuck, I am doomed. I stammered and babbled for a few seconds and sat back in my chair as my life flashed before my eyes. To be honest, I don’t even know what I said to him, I was numb, terrified and ready to cry.

 

“You are my hero! You did what I have only dreamed of!  What was it like? Tell me everything.”

 

I leaned back in, “I don’t understand, I am your hero because you think I had oral sex with Dylan.”

 

“No dude, you are my hero because I KNOW you had oral sex with that little hottie!”

 

I did not know what my next move was, I was unclear whether he was being genuine, trying to bait me into an admission or just goofing around.

 

“Is he cut? How long is he? Can he cum?” Rob was peppering me with questions. I just looked into his eyes and tried to read his intentions. He smiled at me and said, “relax brother I am totally cool with it.” We both sat back in silence for a long while as I processed what I should do in my head.

 

“Circumcised,” I said.

 

“I knew it! You dog, you are a boy lover too!”

 

“Too?” I said as if I am only capable of single words now.

 

“Yup, I love little boys and I have had my eye on that sweet boy since I first met you guys. I have never had a young friend as an adult, but when I was a kid, I was a sex fiend and had some sweet boy love with dozens of kids, some younger and some older. Even a few men when I was a tween. Since I became an adult, I am strictly ‘look but don’t touch’, but I was stroking to Dylan’s butt when I went back to my room alone last night!” Rob said.

 

“Hey dad!  Look at me, watch me slide!” Randy called out as I watched him take his place at the top of the slide with Dylan holding his hand making sure he was safe.

 

“OK buddy, I’m watching,” I said.  He whooshed down the slide and came up from the water pulling up his trunks to cover his half exposed little bum.

 

“Good job!” I said as I showed two thumbs up. He ran back to the slide.

 

“Can I be honest with you Walt? I knew the second I saw your son who he is. The scene in that Christmas movie where he was in his underwear as the head elf made him his North Pole uniform, I have a screen capture of it on my laptop. He is super cute. Have you ever…”

 

“No! Of course not. I am not sure how to react to you perving on my son!” I said as I remembered that I did more than perv on his. 

 

“Like I said, look and don’t touch. They put him in the movie that way, the producers and you had to know that he would be in the fantasies of boy lovers by having him prancing around essentially naked,” Rob said.

 

I actually hadn’t really thought of that when I read the script. I remember Randy being super nervous when they started to shoot that scene, which took almost two days to finish. Within minutes of the start of the first take, he was totally comfortable. The second day I had a hard time putting robe or clothes on him at meal breaks! My thoughts were so focused on his comfort, I hadn’t really considered what people, mostly men, would be thinking when they saw him like that.

 

Now that Rob has said it out loud, I can totally see it. I know that when the Sprouse Brothers appeared in ‘The Heart Is Deceitful Above All Things’, I certainly spilled some bodily fluids while re-watching the scenes where they were partially dressed and in very adult situations. My kid wasn’t yet an actor, but I recall thinking at the time, what were the parents thinking letting them act is such an openly sexual way.

 

“I guess. Still kind of weird to hear this from another man,” I said.

 

“Listen, I am not judging you. I am sure I would be tempted into the same thing under the circumstances. Ryan has come right out and asked me to help him ejaculate, so I have had the opportunity but I resisted it, I could live without my custody arrangement and losing that would be the least thing that would happen,” Rob said.

 

“I have to be honest with you, I wondered about this when you were playing with Ryan’s penis when we were putting them to bed last night. Also, some of the comments and looks you were giving Dylan this morning,” I said with the goal of trying to equalize our mutual actions that day and spread the risk of telling anyone.

 

“I was being that obvious? I need to watch that. Rubbing his penis was just a funny thing to show you his weird sleep reaction, it wasn’t meant as a sex thing.”  He clearly has no idea that that leg twitching during penis stimulation happens when he is awake too!

 

As if on cue, Dylan walked over to the table to ask for a drink. The way we were sitting, his Speedo clad boy bits and bottom were in the faces of Rob and I. He was facing me as he took a drink from my soda and his butt was in Rob’s face. Rob poked his head around Dylan’s body and joking mouthed to me, "help me.”

 

“Hey tiger, you need to wrap a towel around your suit when you get out of the pool. Your privates are basically on full display in that thing and you are the only one wearing such a skimpy little suit. You have more than a few little girls gawking at your dingle balls,” I said.

 

“Enough with the dingle balls!  I can’t believe Tommy told you! What girls,” and he looked around. He grabbed a towel and covered up, “Don’t want any girl getting any ideas, if you know what I mean.” He headed back to the pool covered up and then I saw him abandon the towel at pool side where Randy and Ryan were waiting.

 

“So, I need details pal, so I can live vicariously through you!” Rob said.

 

“Maybe another time when we are not sitting amongst hundreds of people,” I responded.

 

“OK, fair enough. Now that we are talking about it, did you see the size of my kid’s cock?” Rob said. “It was hard to miss when you basically jacked him off in front of me. But yes, it was pretty impressive for a little kid.”

 

“How does it compare to your boy toy?”

 

“Later you pervert,” I said and we both laughed.

 

We sat in silence again, just enjoying the night. My thoughts going to the fact that my secret is out with somebody other than one of my previous young friends. To-date, I have never shared my proclivities with anybody.  While I suspect my wife knows I have a thing for boys, we have never talked about it and she may just think it is a non-sexual thing. I do love kids, especially boys, non-sexually too. I really enjoy hanging around and talking to kids as it rekindles memories of my own childhood and my goal to never, really, fully grow up. But here I have admitted one of the most heinous things in our culture to another adult and was shocked to find he shared the feeling.  Maybe this is the way many men feel but would never admit.

 

All three boys were padding towards us, Dylan wrapped in his towel, and announced they were going to sit out for a while. All three of them decided to sit on the same lounger and were essentially on top of each other. It was adorable that three boys that didn’t know each other a day ago are now buddies, two of them have shared their bodies with each other and now they are cuddled up like kittens on the lounge chair chatting happily and enjoying the closeness.

 

“Looks like Dylan is really enjoying his snuggle. And I mean really enjoying it!” Rob said and gestured to his own crotch discreetly and I glanced at Dylan and saw tip of his very hard penis was poking out of the Speedo. He was either showing off or did not notice.

 

“Yikes!” I exclaimed. I got up, walked over to the boys and whispered in Dylan’s ear. I don’t think he knew as his hands went to the towel and covered his crotch quickly and turned bright red.  Randy looked up at me and whispered, “his penis just wanted to come out to say hi.” “Well buddy, it shouldn’t really do that in a public place.”

 

Dylan extracted himself from the pile, ran to the pool and jumped in. A couple minutes later he emerged back to normal.

 

“Ryan, you can have this bathing suit back I don’t think I should wear it ever again. Now I know why I was the only one in the entire pool with a Speedo,” everyone smiled and chuckled with him, not at him.

 

“Boys, I think we should call it a night. We have a busy day tomorrow,” I announced.

 

“Let’s go Ryan, you have to call and check in with mom before 10 so we need to go do that.”

The boys all hugged and said their goodbyes and we were off to our rooms. Dylan and Randy with me, and Ryan with his dad. Dylan had his robe on and tied very tightly as we walked through the lobby of the hotel.

 

As we walked on the elevator, Dylan asked me how his mother was doing. I explained that we will get an update when Alicia comes because she was going to visit and check in on her. That made Dylan really happy.

 

“When will Aunt Ali be back?” Dylan asked.

 

“She may be awhile, she is going to go to your motel to get your stuff and then to Walmart to get some supplies when she leaves the hospital,” I replied.

We arrived at the 14th floor and Randy asked where he was going to sleep.

 

“You and Dylan will sleep in the room with the two beds where you changed for the pool. Are you ready for bed buddy?”

 

“No, I was just hoping I could sleep in the same room as Dylan.”

 

As soon we entered the room, Dylan headed to the bathroom and Randy flopped down on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned on the tv.

 

“Hey buddy, you can’t sit on the couch in a wet bathing suit,” I said.

 

“Oh right,” Randy replied and he stood up, took off his suit, tossed it to me and then lay down naked on the couch.

 

“Go get your jammies on, you shouldn’t sit around with your penis flopping around,” I said. “Randy…. Randy… Hey Randy…,” I called and he was fast asleep naked on the couch.  I grabbed a blanket from the closet and threw it over my sleeping son.

 

Dylan walked out of his bedroom and sat down on the couch too. He was in the robe still.

 

“Did you change out of the white panties?” I asked with a chuckle.

 

“They aren’t panties, it was a Speedo. That is the kind of bathing suit that professional swimmers wear and yes, I took it off… see,” he said as he flashed me his naked body under the robe.

 

“Good job tiger. I’m going to change into my PJ’s, I’ll be right back.”

 

“You wear pajamas? Isn’t that a little kid’s thing?”

 

“Nope, I love PJ’s, they are cozy to relax in,” I said as I walked into my room.  I grabbed my flannel Mickey PJ pants and a Disneyland t-shirt, put them on and walked back out into the living room.

As I did, Dylan was shamelessly checking our Randy’s naked body while lifting the sheet I had thrown over him.

 

“You wear PJ’s and your kid sleeps naked?”

 

“No, he stripped off his wet suit and fell asleep. I just threw a blanket over him so pervy 12-year-olds don’t stare at his dingle balls,” I said very proud of my joke.

 

Dylan turned to me, dropped the blanket back on Randy and charged at me. I grabbed him and tossed him on the other empty couch. He was laughing and said, “why you little…” and he lunged at me again and I again tossed him on the couch, and this time his robe came undone and he made no effort to close it. Dylan had a boner and he jumped up, took a sumo wrestler stance and charged me.

 

This time I let him knock me down and pin me. He straddled my body and held my hands above my head. His robe was open and his beautiful naked body was hovering over mine and I glanced down and saw his yummy looking boy cock was hard and pointing up at my head.

 

“NO … MORE … DINGLE … BALLS!” Dylan said pronouncing each work distinctively.

 

“What happened, did you lose them? Did Ryan bite them off in the pool?” I said prolonging the gag.

 

He let go of my hands, scooted his body up until his scrotum was over my face. “Nope, my dingle balls are right where you left them this morning. I put both of my hands on his hips and pulled him down aiming the bag into my mouth. I started to suck and using my tongue I explored each mini testicle. I flicked them, lightly sucked enjoying the taste, texture and chlorine scent of his skin in my mouth. He was moaning and started to pump his penis with his hand a few inches from my face. He closed his eyes and threw his head back in ecstasy.

 

I reached up and started to knead his bubble butt. His moaning continued and I dipped my fingers into his crack and found his bum hole and just lightly stroked it with my finger and pushed on the entrance only enough to put pressure on it but I did not enter.

 

I poked his hole, massaged his cheeks and even took over masturbating his cock for a couple minutes

 

I kept that play up for a couple minutes, continued to suck on his testicles and he swatted away my hand and returned his own hand to his boner and was stroking away. In my mouth, I could feel his little orbs start to ascend into his body as his breathing started to sound like panting. Acting on the moment, I returned my finger to his bum hole and pushed.

 

Suddenly, I felt wetness on my face as he squirted his semen onto my forehead and into my hair. Thank goodness he is just a kid and only shot a small amount as it would have been a mess otherwise.

He continued to stroke his beautiful cock and looked down at the puddle on my forehead and dipped his finger in it. “Sorry Walt.” 

 

Dylan scooted back down and lay down on top of my body with his head on my chest. “That was a surprise! I wish you had actually put your finger in, that would have felt really cool.”

 

“I don’t think you are ready for that little guy,” I said.

 

“What you did with my balls, is that tea bagging?”

 

“I have no idea, I just thought it would feel nice, I had no idea it had a name.”

 

“Yea, I saw a video of two men doing that and the website said it was called ‘tea bagging’.”

 

“I guess that makes sense.”

 

We lay there cuddling for a while. As we lay there, Dylan whispered in my ear, “I didn’t think we would be able to do this again now that Ali and Randy are here.”

 

“I guess you were worrying for nothing,” I said.

I just remembered that Randy was in the same room and would have had a front row seat if he had woken up. I turned my head and looked to the couch and saw Randy lying there facing us … with his eyes closed and still sleeping.

 

“Hey tiger, I need to go wash up, somebody ejaculated all over my face.” Dylan rolled off of me and I got up and headed to the washroom to clean up. As I was wiping my hair off with a facecloth, Dylan walked in, walked up to me and grabbed the waistband of my Mickey PJ’s and pulled them down in one swift movement.

 

Dylan got down on his knees and started to stroke my dick with one hand and fondle my balls with the other. I had already been semi-hard but I went rock hard in about 2 milliseconds as soon as he touched me.

 

“You don’t have to do this tiger.”

 

“I want to, you made me cum and it’s only fair that I do it for you too.”

 

I wasn’t really hearing him at this point, I was in heaven. The feelings of his smooth little hands on my penis and scrotum was so amazing. My entire body was tingling and I felt that I was about to shoot when the boy stopped abruptly. He stood up and started to suck on my nipples – first one then the other and then back again. He alternated between sucking and licking with his tiny tongue.  Watching his little pink tongue teasing my nipples was incredibly hot and I was in danger of ejaculating before I get any more attention to my hard-on.

 

Almost like he read my mind, Dylan started to descend licking in a line town my chest and stomach until he was once again kneeling before my phallus. He just stared at it, seemingly sensing that I needed to calm down for a few moments to prolong the fun.

 

After a minute or two, that seemed like an hour, out came that little pink tongue again and he made contact with my penis, lightly licking the tip and trying to poke it in the opening. I was once again on the edge and said, “hey cutie pie, I am going to cum, how about giving it a little suck.”

 

“Ok, but I am not ready for you to cum in my mouth, you can do it on me if you want but not in my mouth.”

 

And with that he slid his mouth over my penis and bobbed up and down while grasping the bottom of the shaft with his little hand. He was jacking with his one hand, fondling my ball with the other while bobbing and tonguing my boner in his mouth. I was almost there and I said in a breathless way, “I’m going to cum now,” and he removed his mouth but continued jacking and fondling.

 

I could feel the coming orgasm welling up inside me, my testicles contracted towards my body and I felt him gently pull them down as they tried to retreat. He stood and pointed my penis at his tummy and my damn burst and I ejaculated all over his belly, pubis and penis as he moved my dick like a fire hose spraying my unusually impressive volume obscenely on his body. 

 

My penis continued to pulse trying to emit more from my now emptied prostate while he continued to lightly stroke me with one hand while he masturbated my semen into his penis and balls.

 

I was in post-orgasmic bliss as I heard Randy call, “Dad… Dylan… where are you guys?” as he was moving towards the washroom. Dylan was ignoring the imminent danger and seemed to be more interested in rubbing out another orgasm than covering up. I was panicking that Randy was going to find his father and foster brother naked together. 

 

I quickly took off my t-shirt, kicked my jammies from my feet, opened the shower door, turned on the water and jumped into the freezing cold spray. Dylan was still preoccupied stroking his little boy dick. He was standing with his back to the doorway, his robe open and jacking himself and moaning while continuing to spread my ejaculate on his tummy and testicles with his free hand.

 

The shower was warming up and I was washing my hair by the time that Randy walked in. He paused looking from shower to Dylan. “Dylan, what are you doing?” Randy said as he moved up beside Dylan and was openly checking out what Dylan was doing.

 

“Why are you playing with yourself while my dad is showering? And wow, your penis is a lot bigger than mine!”

 

Dylan didn’t answer but turned his body to Randy to give him a great view of his ministrations. Randy, still naked, was getting hard himself from the show. I was watching from the shower while trying to put on a show of actually showering but at this point, I think I was invisible to both boys as they were playing with their favorite toys. Randy was now jacking off himself while watching Dylan.

 

Dylan looked down at Randy’s penis and smiled. The sight of my little son pumping his boner seem to inspire Dylan to pick up his pace. Both boys were now totally focused on the other’s masturbation. Randy’s circumcised little penis was hard as a nail and his almond size balls were tight in his little sack as he stroked up and down using the finger and thumb method.

 

“This feels really good Dylan,” Randy said.

 

Dylan just moaned his response.

 

I was absent mindedly rubbing soap on my chest while I watched the scene before me with my own penis hard as a rock but obscured from view as the lower half of the shower glass was frosted the upper half clear as a window.

 

Randy’s head titled up without warning and he looked straight into my eyes and smiled at me and then resumed his gaze at Dylan’s pumping.

 

Dylan was close, I could tell by the look on his face, the curling of his toes and the rapid breathing and moaning. Randy was watching with his eyes wide as saucers now at Dylan as he was making a racket and gyrating his body. Suddenly Dylan had his release. One little shot launched itself and landed on Randy’s chest and the rest just dribbled down Dylan’s penis and hand.

 

“What is this, did you pee on me?” Randy asked the very blissed out Dylan, whose eyes were closed as his pumping slowed to a stop.

 

“Looks like you peed on your hand too.”

 

“It’s not pee buddy, I think you should let your dad explain when he comes out. Let’s go watch TV while Uncle Walt showers,” he wiped his hand and still hard dick on a facecloth, wiped the small dribble of cum from Randy’s chest and led Randy out of the bathroom.

 

I finished up my shower, dried, got my PJ’s back on and went out to the living room. Randy was still naked and cuddling on Dylan’s lap. They were skin to skin, but Randy was sleeping and Dylan was just watching TV. It looked less of a sex thing and more of a tender closeness of two people who love each other.

 

Dylan looked over at me, held his finger to his lips and mouthed, “He’s sleeping.” I simply sat down in the chair facing them and watched Dylan watching TV and my beautiful little son sleeping soundly in the arms of his foster brother. I grabbed my iPhone and took a couple pictures to remember the moment.

 

After a few minutes, Dylan quietly spoke, “I am sorry, I couldn’t stop. He watched me jack off and cum. I even got a little bit of my stuff on him,” Dylan said in a very nervous way believing I would be mad.

 

“It’s ok tiger.”

 

“He also said that you saw him masturbating and he thinks you are going to be mad at him.” Dylan chuckled and said, “He thought I peed on him. I told he had to talk to you about what came out of my penis.”

 

“No problem, I needed to have that talk with him anyway. Do you think he saw us together?”

 

“No, I saw him come in from the mirror and you were in the shower before he was at the door.”

 

“Whew! That was a close one,” I said.

 

“Imagine that was Aunt Ali and she walked in on us,” Randy said.

 

- to be continued -

 

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