Published: 26 May 2022

We went up to the house and Jay went to play in his room as Angel and I rummaged in the fridge for something to put together for our dinner. I wanted it to be a nice dinner because this would be the first night Angel would be sleeping over. There were a few casserole dishes left, but none of them really seemed like a “romantic” dinner so I rummaged around and found a package of steaks that someone had put in the freezer. I knew there were some baking potatoes in the vegetable bin and we still had a bunch of fresh green beans, so with a can of fried onions and some sour cream and a salad I thought we had a nice “butch” kind of meal in the making, most of which I could cook outdoors at the outside grill by the pool.

There was still about an hour and forty-five minutes until any real cooking had to be done so I washed the potatoes and set them in the small oven to bake slowly and I set the steaks in the sink to thaw. I called upstairs and asked Jay if he wanted to swim before dinner and he came down, already trying to get his polo off. Angel asked if I had a suit he could borrow and I told him no, he wouldn’t need one as Jay and his father didn’t wear one unless there was a female over, or any other company over. I took Jay by the hand and we went out to the pool house with Angel following. Jay and I hung each garment up on hooks as we disrobed, Jay trying to go a mile a minute and I trying for a more seductive pace, just because it would be the first time Angel would see me naked.

I guess I succeeded because when I glanced at him he was moving kind of slow and staring at me. Jay chided him about being a slow poke and I leaned down so Angel could hear me whisper, “I hope so.” By the time he had removed his jeans there was a definite plumpness in his boxer briefs that I was dying to get to know better. I turned and let him see I wasn’t exactly limp either, and then I took Jay and his safety vest out to the pool deck. There I fastened the vest on him and I went into the pool so Jay could jump in and I’d pretend to try and catch him. I also wanted to be upright for when Angel walked outside to the pool.

Jay was quite content to practice his floating in the shallow end and I was quite content when Angel appeared on the pool deck. As I said he was some inches shorter than me, but where I’m tall and slim and built like Michael Phelps, Angel is about 6 foot even and much more muscular with bulging muscles from his shoulders down to his feet. I was fascinated by this Italian god and the little patch of fur between the hard plates of his rock hard pecs capped with really meaty nipples. The hair might of started there, but it trickled down his washboard abs in a line down their center and ended in a tamed bush that sat atop an uncut masterpiece that would have put a kielbasa to shame.

I marveled at the way his muscled legs moved as he walked to the stairs in front of him and he entered the pool, stopping to tickle Jay as he waded over to me. I asked him what took him so long getting out here and he whispered he had to use the bathroom in there because of something that had come up as he watched me disrobe. I patted his magnificent ass under the water as I passed him by and went to help Jay who was kicking all wrong and creating too much of a splash. I helped him get his legs positioned correctly as we watched Angel do laps and Jay was able to see how it was done right, and I got to admire that ass as it cut through the water. I had to keep thinking of the fattest cadaver we had to dissect in a lab once in medical school to keep my tumescence under check or I was going to cum in the pool just by watching him. When Angel was finished with his laps he took over watching and giving Jay some pointers and I took over the swimming of laps to take my mind off his things.

I finished my laps and went to join the two bathing beauties. Jay was having fun and I announced that it was time for cannon ball kid. Jay scrambled to the stairs and I explained to Angel that we were to not catch him, as such, we were to get our arms under him as he hit the water and try not to let him get too far under the water and lift him up and out of it as quickly as possible. It was a swimming pool game we had played since he could walk and now we were introducing Angel to it. We were both putting our trust in him, that he wouldn’t let Jay sink, because he’d freak out if that happened.

Angel had caught on quick. Not once did Jay feel he was sinking and the one time he had a little water in his mouth it ended up spurting out his nose, he was laughing so hard. I cradled him in my arms and I asked him to cough as Angel patted him gently on his back to ensure his little air ways were clear. He was still laughing as he asked if we could continue. I glanced up at the clock in the poolhouse and saw we had about 10 more minutes in the pool and then it was dry off time and I had to get dinner started.

Once we were all dressed again we headed inside to work on dinner. I set Jay up with the cleaned lettuce to start shredding it for a salad and Angel helped me halve the cooked potatoes and we scooped out the white cooked portion and in a bowl I added some spices and a little sour cream and chives and we stuffed the now empty potato skins and I set the tray of them into the oven for a bit more and took the steaks out to the grill while Angel snapped the green beans and set them in boiling water to tender them up a bit while keeping an eye on Jay.

When I came in from cooking the steaks the table had been set and a nice bunch of cut flowers had been added to the table. Everything had been made ready to be served and so that’s just what we did. Jay said his cut up steak was yummy and Angel squeezed my thigh, telling me everything was perfect.

After dinner was over and the kitchen area cleaned up we were heading to the barn so Jay could say goodnight to the kittens when Angel received a call on his cell. I thought he was not on call tonight and my assumptions were confirmed when I heard a few “Yes mama, yes mamas.” We continued to the barn and Angel told us his mom’s flight would be in at 11AM and he had to pick her up. He said she had exciting news for him and she couldn’t get back and start working for her boys, as she had referred to Jay and I. Mr Gault called on my cell and told me that he and his son in law would be at the house at 8AM to start the painting and they would take care of moving the furniture out of the way and all the prep work and taping before actually painting. I told him that would be fine, as they only had 3 days to get the job done and I also told him I would leave the alarm off the kitchen door and a key for him under the mat, just in case we were to sleep in. He thanked me and then he rang off. We had reached the barn and Jay ran to play with the kittens before he and they had to go to bed for the night.

When we had tucked Jay in and wished him sweet dreams he was out like a light for the night. We returned to the first floor and I went about resetting the alarm so the back door would be available for Mr. Gault and I placed a back door key under the mat there for him. We closed up the rest of the house and I grabbed a bottle of a nice white wine and two glasses and we retired to my bedroom with great anticipation, and our hardons leading the way.

Our first night together was nothing short of spectacular. I was finally able to get my hands, tongue and lips on that magnificent body. He returned every favor when it was his turn. After he had me squirming out of my mind he straddled my hips and after greasing his hole he impaled himself on my erection that I swear was at least a half inch longer than it ever had been before. That magnificent ass had me flooding him in about five minutes while my mouth feasted on his very sensitive right nipple, which seemed to fit my mouth perfectly, as my cock fitted into him like they had been made as a matching set. And when I had caught my breath and he had wiped up the load he had shot on my chest and neck with his tongue, he flipped me over on my stomach and began to eat my hole as if he was starving. I was ready for him as soon as he inserted two fingers and started to loosen me up even more, but I didn’t say anything about that for two reasons, first, I was enjoying the feelings he was giving me, and second, I don’t think I could have formed words in a known language at that point.

Something switched on in his little brain and I felt it quivering as it pressed against my ass lips. I was eagerly anticipating this and before I knew it my ass lips were pulling the exposed head of his dick into me, quickly followed by the entire shaft, inch by inch, step by step, mile by mile, or so it felt. I’d never felt anything go so far before and I felt like a virgin bride as I wrapped my long legs around his waist and was able to hold him in place for a few moments when I felt his heavy low hangers slapping my peritoneum. Twenty five minutes later we flipped into a 69 position and cleaned each other’s dick off and proceeded to clean each others hole with our equally talented tongues, swapping spit and cum as we deeply kissed after. None of this would we have even considered doing if we hadn’t been able to assure each other we were safe and we had each been tested several times in the past two years.

I think we fell asleep kissing and when I awoke, about 7AM I had that prickly feeling running up the back of my head. We weren’t still kissing, but we were still chest to chest and in each others arms. I turned my head to the side chair and sure enough, there was Jay sitting and waiting for someone to talk to, with a big smile on his face too. God he looked just like his dad used to when he’d come into my room after I had just jerked off when we were in high school. But I was sure Jay didn’t know what had occurred in here before we fell asleep, so I rolled over to face him and I felt a muscular arm pulling me back against his chest in his sleep. I snuggled back against Angel as Jay came to the side of the bed and held his arms up to be picked up. I pulled him up beside me and plopped him down on the sheet still covering me, thank goodness. Jay held my face in both his little hands and asked if I had been scared in the night and was that why Angel had slept in my bed. I told him that I was lonely after he had gone to bed and that Angel had volunteered to keep me company so I would sleep better. Jay nodded and said it was a good idea he slept over then. I told him it was a very good idea and would he mind if Angel slept over more often, as his mom would be moving here with us. Jay thought that was a good idea because if I fell asleep,Angel could always go sleep in his mom’s room if he couldn’t sleep because he was lonely.

I asked Jay if he had used the bathroom yet and he told me he had pooped and peed, but he wanted to hear me snore so he hadn’t had his morning shower yet. I told him that maybe now would be a good time to shower so we could all eat breakfast before Mr. Gault came to paint and Angel had to go pick up his mother at the airport.

With that decided I went with him to his bathroom, after slipping into my boxer briefs when he wasn’t looking, and got his shower started for him and then returned to my room and saw the Angel was sitting up in bed stretching and yawning, those terrific muscles popping out as he moved each group waking up. I explained what was going on and he jumped up and led me to the shower in my bathroom and we got ourselves clean in between kisses. We had our undies on by the time Jay came for his morning inspection so I could see if he had the clothes I had laid out for him on alright and with a little tuck here and there I pronounced him ready for the day. He sat and watched us dress and after giving Angel a good morning hug and smooch we all held hands as we went downstairs to start breakfast. I had the coffee on and ready by the time Mr. Gault and his son in law arrived and They refused my offer of a cup of coffee for now, both saying that in about an hour or two they would need some and I told them to help themselves as all the fixings would be left out for them.

Angel left to pick up his mother after we had eaten and Jay and I went to see the new ponies, and the kittens. Jay has a great love for these little furry kittens and I find them endearing. I’ve been thinking we should take one and make it a house cat, something live that Jay could tend to as his responsibility, but I’m going to talk to Angel and Rosa about that. I don’t know if they are allergic or not, but judging by Angel’s reaction to them the other day when he and Jay were in the hay playing with them I suppose, at least he isn’t. When Jay had played a short time with the kittens we went to the ponies and he gave them each a treat. I asked him which one he wanted to ride and he dithered back and forth for a few minutes and finally decided on Silver. I curried the pony and then outfitted the noble steed with his saddle and bridle and picked up Jay and placed him in the saddle and adjusted the stirrups for him.

I began his lesson by explaining everything I was doing and why. I also explained the leg and knee commands, how to use and hold the reins, and had him practice using all of them to start his pony moving and what to do to stop him. I led them out to the corral attached to the side of the barn and had him repeat all the movements again for me before I would let go of the lead I had been using to hold them in place during the instructions. They did a nice slow walk around the big oval space of the corral and when he said he was comfortable I asked him to make his pony trot. He performed the commands to Silver perfectly and they went around the coral bout three times before I asked him to stop, about 40 feet from me and walk Silver toward me. He did exceptionally well and Silver was indeed a gentle mount.

Mr. Green came over to us as I helped Jay down and he gave Silver an apple for his treat and he crouched down and gave Jay a big hug, telling him how proud we were of him for doing so well on his first ride by himself. Jay was prouder than a peacock hearing this and with me seconding his remarks Jay was indeed walking tall, if a little funny, like his butt was a little sore. Mr. Green and I chuckled as he walked into the barn to get the grooming bucket for me. He looked like a miniature John Wayne walking away from us to get the grooming supplies stored in the bucket. Mr. Green remarked on Jay’s ride and told me I was a good teacher, and I told him that when Charlie and I had him in front of us as we rode, Jay could feel all the movements in our legs and arms and hear how we talked to our horses, so technically he had been getting riding lessons since he was about two. That didn’t diminish how proud I was of him on his first ride by himself in the saddle.

As I showed him how to care for the pony after the ride I told him how well he had done and how proud of him I was and he told me thanks but he felt that Silver had done a lot of the good work too. I told him he should always thank the ponies for giving him a ride and he went to the sack of carrots and took one out and fed it to Silver. I told him that maybe later he could show Angel how well he could ride and we went and put Silver back in his stall for now. As we walked toward the house we saw Mr. Gault getting more cans of paint out of his truck and he waved at us and told us to come look at what they’d accomplished so far. Jay and I went with him to the suite and the first room, the sitting room, was done. It was a very pleasing off white with a little darker trim color on all the doors and moldings. I could see that with the oriental rug and the cleaned drapes for this room in place this would be a very pleasant room. Even the ceiling had been repainted and they were now progressing to the bedroom.

I told him how much I liked what they had done so far and Jay said he thought Rosa would love it. We left the two men to get on with their work and we went back outside. Mr. Green had told me about how the old swimming hole had grown over the winter and I thought I should check it out for myself. We had about an hour before I’d even expect to be seeing Angel and Rosa so I thought I’d take Jay and check it out. A stream ran along the right hand side of the property, until it reached the fields and then it cut through them, with a stand of several types of trees on either side, all the way to the back boundary of the property. Where the farm tracks crossed the stream very large culverts had been installed, and the rounded tops sunk to a level just below the path tractors or trucks would cross and fill had been placed on top of these huge metal culverts to make a smooth track over their tops so the roadway on each side was level. There were four of these on the property and occasionally one would get branches from the trees in it and instead of a smooth flowing stream the branches would catch other debris and create a dam inside the fifteen foot long culvert and the stream wouldn’t flow through, it would trickle through.

The old swimming hole was situated behind the line of trees behind the poolhouse. I could remember swimming there with our folks when Charlie and I were kids. As we all got older, and the money more plentiful, the pool house and the big in-ground pool were built. Jay and I took the farm’s ATV over to check on the swimming hole. We did see it was quite a bit bigger than it had been and Jay was chasing lizards around like they had been put there for his enjoyment. I told him to be careful, as even though we didn’t have any dangerous kinds in our area, if you caught one by the tail, the tail would break off, and the newt or salamander would get away. I had chased them with Charlie when we were kids, and our parents told us they were wild reptiles and didn’t make good pets, so if we caught one intact we had to let them go. They were quick little buggers and we seldom caught them, or their tails, but boy was it fun, fun but muddy as they seemed to live on the muddy banks of the stream, under the plants and rocks there. I couldn’t see any reason for the increase in the pools size so we got on the ATV and followed the stream to the fields, looking for obstructions along the way.

Near the second culvert we came to there was another pool forming and when I dismounted from the ATV and tried to look through the culvert all I saw was blackness. I took off my sneakers and rolled up my jeans legs and grabbed the waders and a flashlight of of the storage box at the rear of the ATV and told Jay to stay on the ATV for a few minutes while I tried to see what was locking the culvert. I handed him my phone, that I had set to call Mr. Green if needed, and showed him the name to hit on the directory for the phone. I then waded into the pool at the beginning at this end of the stream and turned on the big beam flashlight. What I could see was not what I expected. I had expected to see a cluster of branches and debris and what I could see from where I stood was a carefully constructed wooden shelter, spanning the width of the culvert like a wooden tent, slid into the culvert with the bottom of the triangle sitting just above the stream. Over time the floating flotsam had gathered along the bottom of the wooden tent and the flow of the water was hampered, creating kind of a dam and backing up the water so this smaller pool was forming on this side of the culvert. There were no openings on this side so I knew I had to go around to the other side to be able to see how entrance was gained.

I asked Jay to move over so I could move the ATV up the side path to the other end of the fifteen foot culvert and after parking it I called Mr. Green and told him that I needed him at culvert #3 (we counted them from the farm road at the end of the property) and he told me that Rosa and Angel had just pulled in and he’d bring them also. I thanked him and then handed the phone back to Jay and asked him to show me what he was to do in an emergency. He pointed to Mr. Green’s name on the contact screen and the icon he was to push if I yelled I needed help. I told him they were on the way and I went down into the much smaller murkier stream bed to the other end of the culvert and once inside it, and the flashlight on, I saw again the triangular wooden tent with a plywood door facing me. Up in the peak of the triangle facing me was an opening covered in clear plastic, as if someone had cut a square window into this peak and stapled a piece of a clear plastic over it. I was stunned. Here was a home built shanty inside a ten or twelve foot high culvert. It was like a modern wooden tent under the freeway overpass in cities where the homeless camped out.

I heard the farm pick-up pulling up outside and soon Mr. Green and Angel were scrambling down the embankment and each had one of the big flashlights we used around here. I told them the other side of this was solid and the floor fitted on the sides of the culvert to keep it above the waterline. I pointed out the little window near the peak and it was then I heard Rosa and Jay talking outside, but there was something else, and I think Angel heard it too. It was a cross between sobbing and keening, but from a voice whose sound made me think of Jay after the accident, the noise I heard from the cubicle they had Jay in to examine him in the hospital.

Angel was off duty today, but from the back of his jeans he pulled out his gun and we went to the makeshift door and the crying got louder. We nodded to each other, to make sure we were in sync and motioned for Mr. Green to get behind us. I reached for the plywood door and pulled it open as Angel climbed on a wooden box, used it as a stair, and entered the hovel, with me pressed to his back. We both shone our lights around and the noise was louder and much more sobbing was heard. There in a corner of the 8×8 foot space was a couple in a double sleeping bag and a boy no older than Jay, trying to shake them awake.

I immediately went to the boy’s side and held him to me. I was crouched down because of the slanted roof so I got down on my knees. He was seriously sobbing and his words were coming in gasps, but I made out that mommy and daddy wouldn’t wake up. I saw Angel trying for a pulse as I duck walked to a place I could stand up in and kept trying to soothe the lad. Mr. Green was in the doorway and I went to him, after I stood, and told him to call an ambulance and the police. He went to the end of the culvert and I waited a minute or two for Angel who just shook his head “no” at me and with his arm around my shoulder and the boy still whimpering in my arms we left the ramshackle abode for the light we saw ahead at the end of the culvert.

When we reached the embankment Angel helped me up it and we walked to the ATV where Mr. Green was talking to Rosa and Jay, who was in Rosa’s arms. Mr. Green got on the ATV and told us he had to go open the farm lane gate for our expected visitors, and off he went. Rosa was torn between the waif in my arms and Jay who was in hers. I saw that look on her face and we swapped boys. Angel and I took Jay off a little way and he said he was so scared that one of us would get hurt bad, so we both assured him that we were very careful and we were big guys and someone would have to be really big and bad to hurt one of us. I hugged and kissed him and so did Angel. Jay said the other boy was really scared and I told him I thought so too. We went back to Rosa and the boy and I motioned for her to put him down on the ground. We could hear the approaching sirens by now and as Rosa set the boy on the ground Jay went to him and hugged him tight and told him that Uncle Ray and his Angel would help him and make everything all right, just like they did for him.

By the time the ambulance and the police arrived the little boy and Jay seemed to be in deep conversation. I couldn’t make out just what was being said, I mean they were pretty soft spoken and there was about to be quite a lot of activity and questions coming our way and I was just a bit rattled, trying to get into my professional persona and I slowly began to notice and take in what was going on around me. Angel had taken his badge and hung it on his belt and the pistol was back in the waistband in the small of his back, under his shirt tail. Rosa was on her phone, but very close to the boys and Mr. Green was at the corner of the field, ready to guide the rescue vehicle and the police cruiser to our location. I just couldn’t believe this was all happening.

The paramedics confirmed the young couple was dead and they were getting in contact with the coroner’s office. The patrolmen were radioing in for a detective and securing the culvert so an investigation could be started, it was a classic “hurry up and wait” scenario. But five minutes later it was a different story. The detective arrived much sooner than expected, followed by the coroner and both went to Rosa to get their marching orders. I went to the boys and began an evaluation on the little tyke we had removed from the culvert. He was not filthy, but relatively clean, no bruising, but he did have what appeared to be a slight cold, and his clothing looked and smelt like it hadn’t been washed in a while. He was quite articulate and when asked he told me his name was Patrick James Hurley. He asked where his parents were and I gently told him they had died and these men that just came were here to figure out why. He took the news stoically, and I found out later that Jay had already talked to him about this. The detective asked us to give our statements to the officers and he told me privately that they all believed it was a drug overdose, as drug filled baggies and a hypodermic needle were found under a corner of the sleeping bag they were found in, and both had tracks on their arms.

He told me it looked like they had been living there in the culvert for a month or more. He started to tell me that he was about to call in Children’s Services when Rosa spoke up from behind me and said that she had made a call already and we would be taking care of Pat for now. He just nodded and told us that after we talked to the officers and had given them our statements we could go up to the house and they’d take care of everything down here.

My statement took a bit longer than the others did but within a half hour the boys and I were on the ATV following the pick up with Angel and Rosa up to the house. Mr. Green stayed down there to see what was going on and he’d report to us later what had gone on. The two boys were inseparable at this point, and I think Rosa was already plotting something, I just didn’t know what.

When we arrived at the house the first thing we did was get cleaned up. I let Angel use my bathroom first, as I took the boys to Jay’s bathroom and got Pat into the shower, but he hadn’t had a shower before so Jay stripped off and joined him, teaching him how to get washed good in the shower stall. There was a lot of laughing as well as a suds fight going on in there. Just as they were done Angel came in then and he supervised the drying lesson as I went and had my shower. We all met up in the hall and I saw that Jay had lent Pat some clothing. We went to the kitchen/family room and we found Rosa rummaging around, having already fixed a meal for Pat and some snacks for the rest of us.

As Angel and I each had a danish and coffee the boys sat together at the other end of the table, sharing a big sandwich and Pat had a bowl of soup. Rosa placed glasses of milk for both the boys and then I asked her to please get herself a coffee and join us at our end. She sat and I asked her if a thousand dollars a week was enough, because that was what I was offering her to become the manager of the household. She’d have a credit card to pay for any household expenses and I expected 3 meals a day, and on her weekend off she would have to have a good time, and if there was anything we could do to make that happen all she had to do was ask. She asked about the shopping and I told her about a service I knew Charlie had used that shopped and delivered just about anything. I also told her that if the family went on vacation she did too, either on her own or she could come with us. I asked if she wanted to see her rooms, and she said she did, so I asked Angel to show them to her so I could keep an eye on the boys.

When they returned she was very pleased with what she had seen and she accepted my offer of employment. I told her that Mr. Gault had said he should be finished by Monday, but I wondered if she could start sooner and I would get a room ready for her if she wanted to stay over. I told her that the new medical office was officially mine as of Saturday and the “on call” status for me with the big medical center in Springfield would also start on Saturday, but having not even opened our office yet the only reason I’d be called would be if a patient of the old doctor was brought there in an emergency. In addition there were items still in my condo in Springfield that I wanted to be moved here and I still had to set that up for during the week. She said she understood and she was prepared to stay the weekend and to move in her fresh space on Monday. Then she said we had to talk about Pat.

I wasn’t prepared for what she proposed, but when I looked at the two boys chatting and eating together at the other end of the table I had a feeling she was right on all counts. She had told us she had a friend at the main office of DCS (Department of Children’s Services) and she had called her when we were down at the culvert and had the child placed with me temporarily as an emergency provider of care, and she was sure that, once I had filled out their application, I would become one of his foster fathers. An odd look must have come over my face and Angel started laughing saying,”Mama, you don’t know that, don’t be so presumptuous!” I started to chuckle when I realized I had been holding his hand under the tale the whole time we all had been talking. I told Rosa I’d like nothing more, and Angel reached over and kissed me right there, at the table, in front of his mother and the boys, right on the lips. Not a prelude to sex kiss, but a kiss that said I love you too. Rosa started to clap so the boys copied her and they both started clapping too. I knew I loved him and I was so afraid he wouldn’t return the same feelings, so I hadn’t had a chance to talk to him and get his take on our relationship, but I guess I knew now, without the embarrassing conversation, he just told me with a kiss. I wiggled out of my chair and knelt next to his and, taking his hands in mine I said to him,”I’ve never felt the love I feel for you in my life, and I never want to go to bed or wake in the morning without being able to hold you and tell you how much I love you. Will you marry me and be my, and Jay’s and Pat’s, Angel? I think Rosa and the boys were holding their breaths, just as I was, but he had tears streaming down his cheeks and all he could do was smile and say,”Yes, Yes Yes”.

By now Rosa had started crying tears of joy and the boys were clapping and I didn’t know if they really understood what had just happened, we were happy and so they were too. I told Rosa we would make arrangements and she would be the first to know when and where, Angel found his voice and said he bet she already knew. She said that the sooner the better, she didn’t want her son living in sin, so next Saturday at Father Brown’s church would be fine, about 1:00PM she said he had an opening and we had better get our marriage license Monday so we could include a copy with our permanent fostering license application, and follow that up with a copy of our marriage license. Yup, Mama Rosa was the manager of our household!

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