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Subject: It's Just a Number VIII Three days later we were back home in Santa Rosa and jumping our nuts off trying get things taken care of before heading back south in 72 hours. Axel was heartbroken that we were leaving so we had him spend a night with us during which we got the boy to cum 4 times. Orion and I took turns alternately fucking his face or fucking his ass. I spent some time with Axel's parents going over our situation part of which was possibly flying him down for Christmas to which they readily agreed. I suggested that it might even be possible for the whole family to fly down. I could probably arrange for a free stay in one of the family suites at the hotel. Axel's dad said that the whole family had passports so traveling wouldn't be a problem. I further suggested that we might even be able to fly them down on a private jet to which they reacted with stunned faces. "It's a really nice plane," Orion told them, "the best way to fly." I had decided to hire Axel to take care of my house and property while we were gone. In the time I'd gotten to know him I discovered that Axel was a very responsible kid and the fact that his parents were allowing him to stay there was a testament to that. He was allowed to stay overnight in the house as often as his parents would allow and he was allowed to have either his brother, Carson, or a 3rd boy that we knew to keep him company. I gave him the complete run down on my appliances so he was responsible for laundry, dishes and the like. I already had a yard service to handle that end of things, set up auto pay for most of my ongoing bills, and set up a charge account at a locally owned supermarket with a $20 a week food allotment although mostly for snacks since his meals would be taken at his parent's home. I also purchased a cell phone and put it on our plan so he and Orion could stay in touch as well as contact me with any problems that might come up. I picked up a couple of solar powered battery tenders for the vehicles. Orion had decided to sell his mother's Honda Pilot but hadn't gotten any takers by the time we were ready to leave so, after discussing the matter with me and me discussing it with Axel's parents, he elected to give it to his best friend. I thought Axel would cry. I got ahold of Orion's school then paid them a visit. I got a complete rundown on his requirements for that year and copies of the books he'd need. In that process I negotiated some adequate substitutions due to having 3 other students the same age but from different states. Given my credentials, the school was more than happy to accommodate me. The night before we were to fly out I got a phone call from Honolulu to inform me that I was now a millionaire. The money was deposited in my bank. The day before I'd gone into my bank to receive all the paperwork which I signed and they faxed back to Hawaii for me. I also signed an affidavit giving the Mustang to the new owner. I wouldn't need it. At 7 the next morning we were boarding David and Cody's jet and of course we were greeted with hugs and kisses by our friends along with introductions and handshakes from Jody and Seneca, their contractor and his 13 year old foster son. And 3 magnificent Harlequin Great Danes. The dogs were introduced as Larry Moe and Curly, the latter being a female. Jody was a handsome man in his early 40's and Seneca was smallish boy with beyond shoulder length medium brown hair. I had heard he was at least partially Native American and it showed in a skin tone that was ever so slightly brown, like a soft summer tan. He was soft spoken and seemed to be sweet as pie. Brett was noticeably absent and Orion asked about him. "Well," Cody said, "Brett has decided that he'd rather remain in Washington. He's done quite a bit of traveling with us in the year since he and Dane met and he just wants to be in one place for a while." Dane rolled his eyes just a tad. "It's a little more complicated than that," the green eyed boy said. "But we have been together a lot and we both sort of wanted a break. Plus there's a really hot young guy named Jordon who works for Brett's caretakers and lives in an apartment on the property and they've gotten to be pretty close, as in bumping uglies when Brett is at home. I'm okay with that part. Jordon's a really great guy and he adores Brett so us being apart for a while is a good thing." "Bumping uglies," Orion said then laughed. I did too as that was a new one on me. As soon as we were airborne Lorraine served coffee with the promise of breakfast in 30 minutes and we 4 adults discussed business. The short version was that Jody was coming in as a full partner. Actually, it was Seneca who was the partner with Jody guiding the boy. Apparently Seneca was a multi-millionaire in his own right due to being a member of an Indian tribe that made oodles of money from their casino's and other enterprises. He had also inherited his father's estate when the man died in prison. Among other things we discussed was forming an LLC, and a contractual agreement to not sell our portion for at least 1 year and giving the other partners first offer if we did choose to sell. We agreed to put in an addition quarter million apiece for immediate operating expenses which would be included in a sale price if we chose to sell within a 2 year period. We all agreed that we were going to need a fleet of vehicles and that the corporation would pay for them so we could use them as a deduction. Cody had done some research and after giving us the results we all agreed that Kia Tellurides would suffice although Jody was opting for a 4 door Jeep Wrangler because of the dogs. The Tellurides as far as space went were comparable to everything else on the market. The difference was the 20y/200k warranty plus all the bells and whistles at the best price. Naturally they wouldn't match an Escalade or a Navigator for luxury but they were close enough and who needed that much luxury anyway. With the Jeep, the rear seats could be removed to give the Danes room and open air if necessary. Breakfast was served. Country fried potatoes, sausages, scrambled eggs and toast. Like every other meal I'd eaten on their plane, this one was perfect. Afterwards I elected to lay down. David put me in the 1st cabin and Jody in the middle. The boys apparently were going use the crew cabin at the back of the plane above the media/board room room. There was another at the front above the galley for the pilots. The crew cabin had room for 3 cubby beds with privacy provided by a heavy curtain. And it wasn't possible to stand and barely could one kneel. Dane Cody et all could commandeer the rear crew cabin if need be, which is what Dane and Orion did. Since it was a day flight of 7 hours, neither crew cabin would be in use. I stripped down to my briefs and climbed under the covers then went through some body relaxing exercises. It was no wonder that I was low on energy. It had been a hectic week. Two countries, almost 30 hours in the air, sightseeing, million dollar life changing decisions, meeting over a dozen new people, eating a whole variety of new foods and, of course, the sex. I wasn't trying to make up for lost time in that arena but it sure as hell was working out that way. I hadn't been surrounded by so much teenage boy energy since I'd moved away from teaching and into administration some 15 years before. I'd had more cock in the past 4 months that I'd had for the entire rest of my life. Not complaining though. I thought back to one of my more recent experience which had been Javier. As I said, I got out of the shower to find the hot Latino boy in my bed, fully naked and fully hard. "I was thinking you forgot about me Rory," he said with a faux pout. "I'm not sure that is possible Javier," I responded as I climbed into the bed. The boy snuggled right up to me, resting his head against my shoulder, his hard-on pressed into me. I had one arm around his back and the other hand roamed up and down his back and onto the brown skinned butt. "Sometimes I just like to be held, ya know," he said. I told him that I understood completely. Javier was quiet for a moment then said, "but I also love sex." With that he backed his head away then came forward and planted his lips against mine for some nice little kisses that quickly escalated into full blown mouth open tongue battling kisses. "I also love kissing," he said softly then went right back to it with even more fervor. I responded in kind. Javier's hand snuck down between us to fondle and stroke my rapidly hardening cock while I continued to play with his ass. "I gotta suck you Rory," he finally said in a voice deepened by lust. Javier gently pushed me onto my back then slid down the bed. He took hold of me and stroked me. "I love your cock Rory, it's perfect," he mumbled, then proceeded to lick me like a melting ice cream cone before taking me into his mouth and bobbing his head. As he suckled I considered my good fortune. Here I was, in my early 70's and having sex with boys that were 55 years younger than I. In Angelo's case 60 years younger. At no time did any of the boys ever shun me for a sexual encounter. At no time did they ever pass innocent comments about me being an "and old guy" or an "older guy" or anything along those line. Granted, few people ever guessed my age, generally figuring me to be in my 50's somewhere. I wasn't Giresun Escort at all overweight, wasn't wrinkled up like a raisin, I had all my hair with little silver in it, had all my teeth except wisdoms and overall my body was pleasing enough to view. The boys didn't treat me any different than any of the men or each other for that matter. It felt good. Javier began fondling and tugging on my balls as he nursed my cock, all the while soft moans issuing from deep in his throat. I let my hand ruffle his hair and roam on his back, reveling in the soft warm texture of his adolescent skin. The boy moaned softly as he suckled and it was clear to me that he loved cock. Hell, so did I. He finally stopped, we kissed passionately for a bit then I dropped down to return his previous favor. As I stated before, Javier was nudging 6 inches, give or take, and was an almost perfect girth. I rumpled his balls while I sucked his cock then peeled his dusky foreskin back and licked all over the swollen head, cleaning up the seeping precum. I worked his foreskin back up, keeping my tongue in place and tried to get it to envelop my tongue like it would a cock but it was a no go. Still I got to tongue the small opening. "How do you feel about getting rimmed sweet boy," I asked. "Funny, I was just going to suggest it," he replied. I suggested he moved above me in a 69 so he did and immediately went for my cock while I took a moment to admire the view. I did love seeing a boy like that, his puckered muscle all but winking at me, his balls in full hang just below it and his perineum connecting the two like a connected the dots game. The fold of skin that allowed for his sac to hang also separated the two eggs that it held, a sight I never tired of seeing either. I devoured his puckered muscle with as much enthusiasm as he was devouring my cock. I did my best to crawl inside his body from his most southern entrance but of course the only thing that even got close was the tip of my tongue. That didn't dampen my enthusiasm or my continuing to try. At the other end Javier was bobbing his head in my lap and taking me to the root about every 5th dip of pretty brown head. The brown toned boy cupped and tugged on my balls while he suckled proving he could multi-task with the best of them. I finally rolled us over then turned and straddled his body and engaged him in some deep throated tongue mashing kisses. I worked on the crook of his neck which caused the boy to moan groan and wiggle and squirm. He finally pushed my head away. "I need you to fuck me right now please Rory. My hole needs to be plugged." I rolled off the bed and retrieved my lube from my dresser drawer, snagged a hand towel and returned to the spawning ground. "How do you want do go about it sweet boy," I asked him. "Sometimes I like to be face down flat on the bed Rory, like being dominated or something." I should note that we were speaking in Spanish, a medium of communication that I would use much more frequently over the next 6 months. "Can we play a game Rory," he asked. I had no idea what he was talking about. "A pretend game, like a movie." Then I understood. "You mean like role play." "Yes, that is it, role play." Greg had said that the boys were becoming interested in role play often coming up with some interesting ideas. Cody said they had Dane to thank for that one which shouldn't surprise anybody that knew the green eyed hottie. I said that was fine and I would follow his lead as I slathered my cock and worked lube into his asshole and fingered him for a moment or two before he stopped me. "No need to spend a lot of time doing that Rory. I get lots of practice so I'm pretty much ready to go." I straddled Javier's prone body, reveling in the sight of his ass and that my cock was doing spread those glorious orbs apart and impale him. The boy reached behind him and pulled his beautifully small butt cheeks open. "All? abuelo, hay mi chico co?o," he said panting which translated to "there grandpa, my boy pussy." I wasn't the least bit offended to be playing the part of a grandpa; I certainly fit the requirements. As it would turn out I became the grandpa for the whole boy crew. I aimed my cock for his spread open hole and began prodding and wiggling the end, trying to worm my way into the boy. Javier was already panting and moaning softly. I finally broke through garnering a loud grunt from Javier. Naturally I stopped. "No, no detenga a Grandpa. P"ngalo todo en m?." No don't stop grandpa put it all the way in me. I did as he asked until I couldn't go any further. "Abuelo tu polla es tan grande, hora mierda a mi abuelo follarme bien." Well, I didn't think my cock was that big but I did begin to fuck him and fuck him good. I had never fucked a boy in that position and found it intriguing. I imagined that it would lend itself well to a rape role play. I got a good steady rhythm going but again, it wasn't the best position for depth. Had his legs been spread it would have been a different story. Still I fucked him for a good 3-4 minutes like that, Javier moaning and groaning and calling out for more, albeit doing so softly. After all, his grandmother was just down the hall. Finally Javier stopped me so he could get on his back. "A la mierda, buena y propia, como un ni?o es espones, para ser jodido," Fuck me good and proper like a boy is `spose to be fucked. I got into position with my cock almost to his now opened up hole... A soft knock at my cabin door brought me back to the present. "Come," I said. Seneca stepped into the cabin and closed the door clad only in a pair of grey bikini briefs with a cartoon bear in a green ball cap right on his boy bulge. "We boys thought you might want some company," the boy said in a soft voice. Seneca's voice was still a little bit high pitched, still working its way into the deeper registers of a teenager on the path to young manhood. "I would love some company Seneca, especially from a very cute boy," I said, flinging back the bed covers. He hung his head and said, "I guess I'll get Dane or Orion to come over then." I reached out and snagged his hand and pulled him onto the bed, the boy offering zero resistance and giggling like a school girl. "Nice try but no cigar," I said as I hugged him to me, our bulges right up against each other and our faces almost so. I let my hand rest on his narrow butt. "Tell me about you Seneca." The boy proceeded to tell me about the first 13 years of his life, mostly joyous but always tension filled. His father was in prison and he hadn't seen his mother for at least 6. He'd been bounced around between relatives and ended up with an aunt and her husband who was a class A asshole. He'd told his aunt he thought he was gay but with the promise that she did not tell her husband, which she did. Seneca had been treated like shit before that but afterwards it was even worse. The man didn't want Seneca around his boy cousins, who had loved the older boy to pieces. The uncle frequently came into and old store room that was Seneca's bedroom without knocking although it didn't have a door. Seneca had just gotten out of bed so his piss hard on was quite evident. Unfortunately the family dog was licking his own boner at the time so the uncle accused Seneca of doing sexual things with the dog and kicked him out. He'd been on the road since just after Halloween. "I was panhandling for change outside of a Walmart on Thanksgiving morning, drenched to the bone from a pouring rain and that's where I met Jody. He took me home, fed me and we became lovers which I was the one who started it. Since then he became my foster parent which was possible because he also has Indian blood. Native tribes are very strict about their kids living with other natives. Our tribe has a couple of casino's as well as other sources of income that gets doled out to tribal members. My dad died in prison so I inherited all of his money plus there is my own money which I didn't know anything about. My money goes into a trust until I'm 18 but Jody gets part of it for my upkeep which he puts in the bank for me. Jody is the best. I love him to bits. How about you Rory, and Orion." I gave him the short version about me, about how Orion came into my life and how we ended up here. "I guess Orion and I are very lucky boys." "I'd like to think that I'm a very lucky man and I bet Jody feels the same way." Seneca just looked at me for a moment, his brown eyes moving from mine, down to my lips then back up and then moved in close. I knew what was coming and had no intention of avoiding it. His lips touched mine and he offered up a gentle kiss which I responded to. It took less than half a minute before turning much more passionate. Seneca moved me a little further from my side to my back and tossed his top leg over both of mine. The boy was moaning softly and gently pushing his crotch against my thigh, his hard cock straining against his bikini briefs. He continued kissing, stopping for a second to suck on my lower lip then going back to kissing with a little more vengeance. My hands had been roaming up and down his back, going from rubbing my fingers through his long brown hair and down onto his tender little ass. Seneca's butt was as perfectly formed as Javier's but even a little bit smaller and a little more bubbly. My fingers roamed across the crack Giresun Escort Bayan that split the glorious orbs but I didn't make any attempt to slip into it. They fit him like a glove so I reveled in the feel of those perfect globes. I went back up and on the next trip down slipped my fingers under the elastic waistband and rubbed the bare flesh and even explored his gluteal cleavage but again, I didn't go inside. "I love having my butt played with Rory," he said in a soft guttural voice that clearly confirmed his arousal, as if his cock wasn't already doing that. "You're got a perfect butt for playing sweet boy," I mumbled. "Maybe you should get my underpants down for a better feel. And to let my cock out for air." Seneca raised his waist enough for me to work his briefs down and as soon as they cleared his cheeks he lay back against me, the warmth and hardness of his boyhood charms radiating out from the point of contact. "Sometimes I think it's more sexy feeling to just have my pants down but not off." "I think so too," I said and we got back to kissing. Seneca took the lead so went from my lips to my neck where he nuzzled and sucked gently then up to my ear which he also sucking on a little bit. He placed his mouth over the whole thing which meant my ear was flooded with his warm breath causing me to shiver from the feelings. My hands focused on his butt, gently kneading the flesh, pulling the cheeks apart then letting them fall back together. I explored his crack all the way to his puckered hole and even gently rubbed a finger against the wrinkled flesh. All the while we were kissing and nuzzling. Seneca finally stopped. "I need to see your cock Rory and to suck on it." That said he slithered down my body and got to his knees giving me brief look at this own boner, although I couldn't really see much. Seneca slipped his fingers in the waistband of my briefs and tugged as I lifted my ass off the bed. My rock hard cock popped up like a jack in the box as soon as my underwear allowed it to. Interestingly, Seneca left them in a position to cover my balls which helped keep my dick upright. The boy put his hands flat on the bed then lowered his head and began licking all over the swollen head causing it to move but not very much. He licked up and down the shaft then moved to the top and lowered his head, mouth open and took me inside. My dick throbbed my heart pounded. This little partially clothed scene was one that I'd not experienced before, even with Orion, who was very adept and trying new things, hadn't done this with me. I made a mental note to do it to him sometime, hopefully soon. I gently rubbed my fingers into Seneca's hair and he just as gently pushed his head into my fingers but did break his rhythm. The boy was able to take most of my cock into his mouth as well which of course felt awesome. After a good 3-4 minutes Seneca stopped and moved onto his knees and began working his briefs down, freeing his teenage cock. He looked to be around 5 uncut inches with a nice little smattering of brown hair that would soon fill and become a patch. His balls were smooth and hung quite nicely between smooth thighs. After some wiggling and squirming he got them off then tugged mine off before knee walking up my torso, his boner bobbing like a blind man's cane until he got to my face. "My cock really needs a good sucking Rory. Do you like sucking boy cock," he asked in a coquettish tone. The thing was protruding from his flat, V shaped pelvis, and hanging just above my mouth and throbbing with every beat of his little pea picking heart. "I love sucking boy cock," I said softly then pulled it down and raised my head while Seneca moved forward to facilitate his cock sucking. I took him in and gave him his wish. Seneca gently fucked his cock into my mouth and with one hand on his tight little ass and the other fondling his smooth balls I encouraged him. I liked the size of the boys' cock. Smaller than the rest of the boys, his cock was an almost perfect size. After a few minutes he gently pulled away. "Now that my cock is happy, I want to make my mouth happy too." That said he slid down the bed until he got to my raging cock. Seneca held my cock upright and explored it with his eyes, rubbed it against his face the explored it with his mouth. He started by licking all over the shaft and the head, cleaning up the seeping precum then got down to the business of sucking. The boy was able to swallow me to the root which wasn't too much of a surprise considering the wide array of large cocks that he got to practice on. Seneca took time to move my legs apart so he could lick on my balls, tug on the loose folds with his lips or his teeth. He had turned so that he was more perpendicular to me which placed his raging teenage cock with fondling distance so fondle I did. We stayed like that for a moment before the boy moved and without saying a word he moved around so that his cock was in my face, a not so subtle suggested. I took it for what it was worth and latched on and began sucking his cock while he serviced mine. I got to play with his ass some more and even managed to slip inside his gluteal cleavage to explore his most secret spot. As I rubbed against his puckered muscle Seneca moaned even more that he had been. When he moved again, this time straddling my body with his ass in my face, I took the hint. I put my hands on his hips and pulled him down and sniffed quickly, picking up the scent of soap then began licking his hairless hole. Said it before; say it again, I loved rimming boys. Seneca began moaning even louder, wiggled his tender little ass and even pushed back against my tongue. I managed to get a hand under him to stroke his nail hard boner and ended up getting precum on my palm and wrist. It didn't take long before the boy unceremoniously rolled from above me. "I need to get fucked Rory and I mean right this second." His voice was husky with lust, his eyes looking more Asian than native American. He reached over to a bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube and a hand towel then quickly slathered my dick and then his asshole. Done, he leaned his upper body to the bed while his ass was in the air. "Do me like this Rory," he groaned. I got in close, raised up on one knee with the other foot flat on the bed. I tickled his hole briefly then put on the pressure while Seneca did his best to help by pushing backwards. It only took a second before I was inside. I stopped to let him adjust to me but the light brown boy wasn't having any of that. "No, don't stop, get it in me." I got it in him and when I bottomed out he practically sighed. I held on to his hips and proceeded to start a slow paced fuck, pulling half way out then sliding back inside of him. As expected the boy was tight as a drum. Seneca began moaning right off the bat. I decided to try something different so stood but squatted down and fucked him that way. The position allowed me to drive downward and thus getting every available bit of my cock into him. "OH Jesus Rory," he cried out, "that's good, fuck me like that." Well, I was already so just kept at it using long powerful thrusts to get deep inside of him. As my legs were starting to burn and I was thinking of quitting that position, Seneca began moving his knees farther apart and thus lowering his fuckable little butt. I eventually got back onto my knees and began power fucking the boy. I was thrusting hard, slamming into him. I felt his hand snag his balls then moved back so his fingers could explore the connection and feel on my balls. "Make me cum Rory, make me blast my sperm from my balls." I slammed into him rammed into him, ground my ass around in circles like a merry-go-round then fucked him some more. Less than 3 minutes later he cried out. "Oh fuck Rory I'm cumming, I'm cumming." And he did. His asshole gripped me like a vice and began pulsing with each squirt of his sperm. Needless to say it shot me over the edge and I began pumping jet after jet of cum into him. It was a good cum, I saw a few stars but it keep me from my appointed task. I kept on fucking him hard for 15 seconds before thing slowed down and I finally stopped. Both of us were panting like racehorses. I stayed in place for a solid minute before slowly pulling out of the boy. Seneca rolled off the bed and did a quick duck walk to the bathroom his butt cheeks clearly clinched tighter that a camel's ass in a sandstorm. A moment later a loud fart echoed from the small room followed by giggling. I went in as he was standing back up and washed my cock then we headed back to bed where we snuggled and kissed. "I like being held by men," Seneca said softly against my chest. "I like hugging with boys to but men are bigger so it's more comforting. Makes me feel like a little boy again." I understood completely. We drifted off and ended up sleeping for almost an hour and a half. I woke before Seneca so slipped out of bed and got dressed then headed to the main cabin where I found the other men chatting. "I think that choppering in the building supplies would be much easier and a hell of a lot quicker, albeit more expensive" Jody was saying. "Getting fully loaded semi's up the mountain is doable but I think the road would have to be re-built. I mean, it may have to be widened and reinforced eventually anyway. Plus there's the Escort Giresun 2 hour drive from the lumber yard just to the estate and it would likely take a half dozen semi's to accomplish it." There was more business talk, the boys all eventually joined us and an hour later Lorraine produced some incredible Philly steak sandwiches which, thankfully, used cheddar cheese and not the traditional cheese whiz. I hated that shit. We landed in San Jose just before 7pm and as soon as we touched down, cell phones were turned on and 3 of them pinged immediately. For Orion it was Axel checking in while Jody's business wanted him to call. David's phone won the prize for surprises. The first was Greg saying he would meet us at the hotel and to hold on to our hats for a big assed surprise. The second was from Dane's grandfather giving some information regarding said surprise along with a few others, not the least of which was a company that would use helicopters to deliver the building materials if we so chose. David was very curious about that since the topic had only come up a few hours prior. "Something is in the air," the young god said after hanging up the phone. Our reserved shuttle met us on the tarmac and delivered us to our hotel, the plan being to stay in San Jose for a few days getting some things lined up and hopefully purchase our vehicles. Management was aware of the dog's presence, which cost Jody a thousand dollar damage deposit, but were still flabbergasted when they marched majestically into the ornate lobby. Everybody else stopped and stared openly. Once ensconced we all met in private dining room in the hotel restaurant, along with Greg and Angelo who marched right up to me and declared, "You fuck me tonight Abuelo Rory." That got a laugh then we ordered dinner then got down to business. "Apparently Mr. DeMarc is a very heavy hitter," Greg began, "but the short story is that I got a phone call from a company that will build the necessary ditch and lay the electrical lines for the cost of the materials only. Furthermore he has connections in government what will provide a grant of 150 grand to help get the project off the ground and they'll fast track all of the permits and plans for you. It seems that word has gotten out to certain circles of powerful people who remember the coffee we produced and are excited to be able to help restore it. Still others want to be associated with the project for similar and other reasons, all with no strings attached. David then shared the message that he got from Bill but because of the time difference he wouldn't be able to call him until the following morning. Greg had taken the liberty of making appointments with the necessary people for the next day. Jody floated the idea of having many of the building components prefabbed and flown in. Those components along with the roof trusses could be done while we got the foundation done along with the myriad of other things. Dinner went well and we finally broke up to head to our respective rooms, Angelo with me and Orion off with whomever. It was pushing 9pm and despite the morning nap I was still tired. Not sleepy perse but tired. It had been an exhausting week. I shared that with Angelo. "No worry Se?or Rory, you can lay back and rest and I'll do all the work. Maybe we can get you jumpstarted." I chuckled at that one but did as I was told. Stripped and in bed, the precocious brown skinned imp went about his challenge with gusto. Prior to the week before I had never in my life had that kind of sex, just lying there and being worked on like I was a massage client. Now it was the second time in less than 7 days only this time it was all for me, nobody to have to share with. Believe me, that boy massaged everything of any importance. Angelo started by putting his face in my crotch and gently moving it around, getting the feel of each part on his face and breathing in deeply of my days' end fragrance although I had taken a quick shower on the place just after lunch. After a bit he began exploring with his mouth using all of the components in their own way but without sucking me. He used his hands like a back up vocalist, sparingly but there none the less. After a good 6 minutes, which got me hard as rock, Angelo got down to sucking me. I alternated between watching him, which was amazing, and just closing my eyes and focusing on the feelings that were racing through my body. I wasn't sure which one I liked the best. Angelo bobbed his head in my lap, taking most of my cock into his young mouth. When he wasn't sucking he was licking. Licking my cock, cock head, shaft and even my balls. I was sure that if I'd rolled over he'd have licked my asshole. "Would you like me to do something to you sweet boy," I asked him. While I had been exhausted, the adorable little tyke and unleased a second wind for me. Angelo shook his head. "Gracias but no Mr. Rory. You just rest and take pleasure from my work." I figured the boy had been at it for 10 minutes or so when he declared I was ready for him. I questioned about his own readiness, wondering about his need to be prepped. "I am always ready abuela," he said a little tartly. Angelo grabbed the bottle of lube that I'd set out and went about greasing us both up, taking time to stroke up over my cock head a few times. He finally seemed satisfied, wiped his hand across his thigh and straddled my waist. He reached behind himself and grabbed my cock and held it upright as he lowered his body. Once the two parts met, he teased his hole with my cock head for a half minute before stopping in place and began adding pressure. It didn't take long before the muscle gave up the resistance and let me inside. I would have though that the boy would need some time for adjustment but I was wrong. He slowly let his body down until his smooth young balls were nesting in my pubic hair. Angelo proceeded to fuck me my moving his body every way that was possible. All the while he moaned and groaned and uttered various words in Spanish. Despite his not expecting or seemingly wanting me to do any work I reached out and took hold of his bouncing boy boner and gently stroked it. Angelo shot me a lopsided grin and seemed to work a little harder. We were at it a good 5 minutes before he declared that his legs were getting sore. Without a word, I took hold of his hips and rolled us over, getting some giggling from the boy. Once on his back and planted my palms on the bed and got right down to fucking him hard. The moans and comments became more frequent and his own bodily responses became more animated as the boy tried to thrust his little ass up off the bed to meet my thrusts. Once we made the position change Angelo shot up into the stratosphere of hotness and in 4 minutes announced he would cum. And he did. I learned the first time that Angelo makes a fair amount of racket when he cums and his time was no different. His hands gripped my forearms and his head thrashed about as his body experienced a powerful orgasm. My own cum wasn't any less powerful and while I didn't see stars like I had early that morning with Seneca, it was still one that left my nerve endings tingling. There is no such things as a bad cum. Afterwards I got plenty of hugs kisses and thank you's for a fuck well done. I ended up carrying the young boy to the shower where we managed to get all cleaned up then went back to bed to snuggle and kiss. "I like being with you Rory," Angelo said softly into my neck then asked, "is it okay to call you Abuelo? I don't have any grandpa's." I kissed him gently on the mouth. "I am honored to be your substitute Abuelo," I told him. He kissed me, thanked me and we fell fast asleep in each other's arms. The following morning at breakfast was the big reveal from Bill DeMarc. The short version is that he was on a first name basis with the owner of the largest heavy lifting helicopter company in the world. As it turns out he owed Bill a favor. They would be doing a job in Costa Rica in mid-October and when it was done they'll give us access to a pair of choppers for 48 hours for just the cost of the fuel. Whatever we have ready to go at that time they'll deliver for us. "So, the question is, can we make such a deadline," David asked. Jody took the lead. "I'll deliver the building plans for approval today. I'll also talk to the companies that do pre-fabrication as well as roof trusses to make sure it's feasible. Once the plans are signed off on we'll get started on the foundations. Hopefully the electric lines will be in and to that end we'll be meeting with them today." We talked about living arrangements and Marco said he'd just as soon stay up on the mountain so we'll build a large single story dormitory type of building to house the workers. It would consist of 2 person bedrooms, a large communal bathroom with individual curtained off showers, a kitchen and dining area, living area and a separate part of the building will be Marco's living area and an office with outside entry. If we had a situation of a man and wife working for us we'd try to figure a way to allow for some privacy unless of course they stayed in town. "I hate to ask you boys but the dogs need looking after as well as exercise." There was no hesitation from the boys, they accepted the responsibility right away. The plan was hopefully to have vehicles before the day was out which would solve that problem. That said we men headed downstairs to Greg's truck and headed out. Money, it's a Crime Share it fairly, but don't take a slice of my pie However, we'd like you to share a slice of yours And make a monetary contribution to Nifty Thank, that is all