Grandpa D and HIs Grandsons 05
I finally decided to move out from under the covered porch and onto the brick patio that surrounds the pool. I chose a chaise lounge under the umbrella, partially shaded but where a breeze would cool my body. I tossed the robe on the chair next to the chaise str, etched out fully naked, and finally slept.
I fell into a deep sleep; it was 11:15, and I needed the rest. I didn't hear the notifications that my phone was sending that the gate buzzer activated, nor did I hear anyone call over the intercom in the kitchen asking for the gate to be opened.
My son-in-law, Angel, had climbed over the gate and walked to the house. He saw me asleep on the chaise, naked, stiff as a brick, snoozing away.
Ignoring me, he went to the house, looking for his son Jacob and his nephew Tyler. He didn't find them, but he found a laptop linked to an eighty-inch screen TV playing gay porn, a wet blanket with cum stains, an empty KY Jelly tube, and used condoms.
Tossed in a pile was a pair of prominent boxers, a small team of boxer briefs, and a medium couple of tight whites, all rolled down or inside out--the smell of sex lingered in the room.
Angel stomped back to the lounge chair, dropped my boxers on my chest, and shouted, "WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK WENT ON HERE LAST NIGHT!?"
This startled me, and I jumped up and asked, "What the hell are you doing here, Angel?"
"Well, I've been texting and calling Jacob, and he has not answered, so I drove out to check on him and Tyler! The shit I found in the den makes me think I should have come out here last night! I missed the invitation, and they did move forward!"
"Why? So you could have gotten doped up and drunk and abused like I did? Did you want in on the action, starting last night or yesterday afternoon?"
"Shit. I guess they told you!"
What? He knew something I had not known before yesterday! He was in on this! An invitation? Move forward? He knew! My brain was clearing up and connecting the dots!
"So you were in on it!"
The guilty look on that handsome face, the dropping of his head and shoulders, even his breathing told me he was!
"Strip, Mother Fucker! Lose the fucking clothes! This is a naked, fun weekend at the Daniels Wooded Creek Ranch! I SAID GET NAKED!"
Much to my surprise, he didn't hesitate and stripped down naked instantly. However, His guilty look convinced me he knew exactly what the boys were up to, and because he could not get Jacob on the phone, he had to drive out and see what had happened for himself. He was only upset he was not here!
"Where are the boys?"
"In a perfect 69 position in The Club House. They are as passed out as I was! Walk, bitch, walk over there!"
But the thing was, I was now harder than ever. Seeing my son-in-law naked was like looking at Jacob, just 19 years older! I mean, inch for inch, their bodies were twins! They even looked very much alike in the face--the same beautiful shade of brown. The same dick, so it appeared to be, anyways, the same arms and legs! Angel still had a muscular chest and arms and strong legs! Damn. He, too, was a stud!
How had I not noticed that before? Simple, I thought. He rarely came around.
If it weren't for Michelle bringing the kids out occasionally, we would never see the De La Cruzes!
As if I had a gun to his back, Angel walked in front of me, and his nakedness was a beautiful sight. We entered The Club House, but the boys had changed positions.
Under a thin sheet, their bodies were on their left sides, giving us a perfect view of their sleeping faces. In a tight spoon, Jacob was behind Tyler, his arm over his stomach, and they were holding hands!
They looked so young, peaceful, and innocent; however, they were anything but!
Angel slapped his hands together several times so loudly I thought that sound could wake the dead!
Both boys' eyes opened, then widened, and Jacob jumped up, out of bed, and reached for the blanket that had fallen to the floor!
"Dad, what the hell? What are you..."
"NO! DROP THE MOTHER FUCKING BLANKET! THIS IS NAKED FUN WEEKEND, YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
