All depicted activities and individuals are fully consenting adults and are at least 18 years old at all times.
Note: The crossover relation to "Saving The Twink and..." It will be a background baseline for Ash & Zack's lineage with no real character meets or combined stories; maybe just one brief something...you will have to keep reading!
Adam lived more in the downtown and gay village area of the city, whereas we were down near the lake coast and harbour with these shared city and excellent lake views. I loved my corner penthouse and the building angled to catch the rising and setting sun and all… gorgeous like the boys. Each bedroom or playroom was the size of the Great room, at about 30 X 30 Ft. The Penthouse floor for us was the only one with four massive units, each with three bedrooms and two huge spa-like baths. The other floors below had eight units each, with usually two beds and two baths, so, accounting for floor 13, labelled as 14, there were 188 units in total. The complex office, pool, and fitness facility had its own building attached to the car park entrance, and between them was the Bistro Café. The current total residents were 512. So far, many had between two and four occupants, and over 65% were 2SLGBTQI+. I am dying to meet the four other Twink Friends in a few months!
It was now close to midnight, so we had recovered from those massive group fisting orgasms. After the four of us tanked up on several litres of water, it was mutually decided to toss the stale, cold cum piss mix down the playroom drains. There was going to be much more cum and piss exploding. It was so much fun! We will do it again when all six boys are here. As we ran to the Playroom, all noted that the boys' cocks and balls were (fairly) back to normal, apart from a slight redness.
We gave Adam a quick tour of the playroom. He confessed that he had many of the most enormous dildos, cock cages, sounds and BDSM shit, just like me, but only a sling in his apartment; Zack was so excited. Of course, we were all still a bit worried about these insane chef-knife abilities.
As for Adam and me, we knew it was love at first sight; we all acknowledged a special bond between him and Ash, and between Zack and me. A pounding, ferocious ass fucking was totally in the works with the respective Daddies on the Twink Twins again very soon.
Zack asked, “So the super large 10 X 10 padded height adjustable bench table here with the lower centre inlay swath, what is that for, and how many Twinks and Daddies will it hold?”
I answered, “Well, Zack, you can see the centre depression down an inch right in the middle of the swath inlay that is also down an inch to capture all the dripping and squirting cum and piss that is not already being sucked down throats or blasted up boy holes; I think the most I have had on here is eight guys from age 18-80. It is weight-rated for two metric tons and can go from floor level all the way to five feet high, depending on the game at play.”
Ash asked, “Do you have those powerful fuck machines for the giant dildos?”
“Oh, yeah, maybe earlier I forgot to open the walk-in closet, come, I will show you,” I said. I thought their eyeballs were going to explode! I had eight of the most powerful fuck machines all bolted on wheel-locking height-adjustable carts.
“Holy shit! So, from what I can tell, you can wheel these hands-free wireless remote engines around anywhere in the room, lock them in place, adjust the height for whatever and slide on the massive dildo, lube up and good to go…how long does the internal battery last?” asked Adam.
I answered, “They are always charging in here when not in use, so at max they go about 12 hours nonstop at full speed, stroke and depth; take about four to recharge to 100%.”
“So, Daddy, any and every dildo can be slid on or suction fastened on, even if no peg hole,” asked Zack.
“You bet, buddy! Extra bungee cords and saddle harnesses from Hankey ensure well secured,” I replied.
Zack, smiling like a kid in a chocolate factory, stated sternly, “I would really love to try some fuck machine dildo pounding while Ash and I sixty-nine and see what it is like how you enjoyed all that rough cock, ball and bush biting, chewing, sucking and pulling; I really need some more twin brother lover cum and piss in my throat.” Ash and Zack rubbed each other's ass and pulled their raging hard 8” cocks as they passionately kissed.
Adam suggested, “While the boys are doing that on one side of the table, perhaps you and I, Pete, could do some major sucking, fucking and fisting until our rosebuds explode!”
I responded excitedly, “Yes, I think a good plan to start is in the works.”
Ash said, “Don’t forget, Daddies, that the boys want more rosebud abilities, attentions and stretch growth too and as soon as possible!”
“I never doubted that, Ash! Let's look at the wall of almost 150 dildos,” I said. We all giggled and wandered over. I saw Zack look at all the fantastic, Largest Bad Dragons, Crackers, of course.
“Zack, soon I promise. The Bad Dragons are all so massive; so are the Mr. Hankeys, but the Topped Toys here, the Pegasus 125 Horse cock, has a lovely graduating width increase, and at the base, balls deep, you will be over 4” wide and 13” deep into your sigmoid curve.” I spoke.
“Oh Fuck! I love these other ones here too, in that marble red; perhaps after Pegasus,” said Zack as he pointed to the largest Forged Red Mordax and Argon.
I responded, giggling, “Well, after Pegasus opens the anal-rectal-sigmoid curved tunnel smoothness, those are great to try next; Mordax, with all those saw-like ridges, will glide over your prostate and vesicle as a reciprocating saw, pumping cum out like mad.
Agon only goes to the opening of the sigmoid 9-10” deep, but if you get base deep on him, you will have your anal ring at over 5” wide, signally ready to take two hands and fists into your anal boy hole and tunnel.
After that, in days or weeks, then the massive Hankeys and Bad Dragons, or some super deep square pegs…the possibilities are endless. Dozens of restraining hooks and chains are on the underside of the bondage table, adjustable in length, so bound restraints are endless, along with so many toys and Fuck machines and boy assaults!”
Ash stated, “Fantastic that you have so many dildo duplicates, so many colour options. I like the black, Ash, you take the Red.”
“I think that is a perfect plan. Before sunrise, after those 3, I am sure that Pete and I will have our arms in your Ballrooms!” Spoke Adam.
Both Twin Twinks shuddered at that thought and blew two nice cum torrents hand-free all over the massive leather-inlaid bondage table. We giggled and proceeded to get them all leathered up with red-and-black collars, wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, etc. They were so cute and hot, with tuxedo-black hair, light tan skin, and such a hot mixed European with Hispanic features, like Rimau, but so much hotter, if you can believe that!
Well, you never saw two horny dripping hot Twinks run around and help assemble, fuck machines, dildos, lube and remotes. In about ten minutes, we had big brother Ash on top and Zack on bottom sucking each other near 8” oozing uncut cocks. The two Pegasus were lined up with Zack’s forged red just about the bondage table height, and Ash’s about 18 inches higher on the opposite side of the table.
The Fuck machine carts were locked in place with extra chains to the table base in case the boys went super wild; they had their chains lightly attached as well, with enough slack to let them touch and caress one another. We lubed their holes with the X-lube, lined up Pegasus, and popped his head into each other's boy-holes. They already were going wild, sucking each other's cock, and balls. The excitement about this is that each will be able to watch as the dildo goes into their twin twink brother's asshole and they feel what each other is feeling as they suck, bite and devour their raging sex and swallow so much boy-cum. I knew they would be making so much more boy-cum!
I decided to switch it up a notch and just announced as I handed them each other’s remote wireless fuck machine controller, “Zack, you will have Ash’s controller and Ash, you will have Zack's. Start slow, boys. The red button is depth, and the green is speed…enjoy!”
All we heard were grunts and groans, whimpers and moans as the fuck machines slowly started. Adam and I decided it was best to join them on the massive bondage table, as there was so much room we could fuck and suck right beside Ash and Zack and give them a show. Both twink brothers were anxious to fuck us as well; I was sure later in the week, Adam and I would bottom.
Speaking of the bottom! I knelt on the table with my dripping, raging, titanium penis over 10+ inches as Adam leapt for my large glans and tried to deep throat me as I had done him already. My cock being larger, he choked and spat a lot in his attempts as I grabbed his head with both my hands and face fucked him hard, stopping just before he would retch.
Catching side glances from Ash and Zack drove me wild; We were watching them as well. It was beautiful in minutes; they had Pegasus over halfway up their holes. Their muffled pleasure sounds with each other's cock balls deep as they pulled and ate their lovely black thick bush and sucked and bit each other's testicles so hard, loving all the oozing semen that Pegasus was pumping out of their prostates; so incredible to watch them control each other’s fuck-machine and dildo. Watching them together go faster and deeper; faster and deeper like boys on horses riding off in the sunset; so romantic with their parallel orgasmic climax slowly building.
I did not want to cum in Adam's throat just yet; I wanted to breed him. I slapped his hot-toned ass and spun him around, bringing his legs up over his head and shoulders as I was going balls deep in missionary in him.
He was not tight at all with that sloppy hole. However, he had fantastic control of his anal muscles and pelvic floor and was able to tighten incredibly, milking my thrusting humping cock as it pounded and slapped his ass like a stamping press. We kissed and sucked spit and cum slobber from his mouth; he tasted so good. Both of us moaning and groaning, knowing the incredible sensations as he gripped my dick; I knew how great my cock felt sliding deep in that anal canal, rectum, with balls deep, breaking through his sigmoid door.
Time disappeared as I bred him for over 30 minutes; I ejaculated repeatedly in my lover with his legs wrapped around, begging for more, as we kissed passionately and shared his orgasmic squirts to his face and mouth. We glanced again at Ash and Zack. They were screaming; Pegasus and both fuck machines were balls deep; they had pulled off each other's cock and balls because of the incredible first-time dildo fuck machine experience. We giggled like proud daddies at college sports games. Our boys were winning together, learning what their wonderful bodies could do.
In no time, both Ash & Zack hollered, “Ash, I am going to cum massively; Zack, I am going to blast an explosion like earlier. Fuck I can’t believe our holes and prostates can fucking do this. Fuck it feels so wonderful. These dildos are so massive and soft, more, yes, more! I want it forever with you!
As they lifted their heads and mouths from their penis tips, watching the dildos absolutely slamming their holes at max speed, balls deep, as they clung to each other's legs, holding on for dear life, then it happened. The massive first fuck machine dildo cum together. It is one of the most beautiful things twink boys and young men can share.
They blew the roof off, “OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKK YYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSS AAAAASSSSSSSSHHHHHHH ZZZZZZZAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKK FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKK OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!”
Adam and I chuckled as we watched the boys in unison, squirt after squirt after squirt of steaming, creamy white thick deep boy-cum into each other's mouths and throats as Pegasus had them wide open and primed for juicing and prostate cum eating all night.
Adam complimented me on the best fuck ever; yes, I do not detail too much as we loved watching the Twins. It was incredible as his dick blasted several squirts for us both to kiss and share in the missionary position. But we were both so mesmerized watching the Twink Twins. Literally both mirror images in this 69-fuck machine set up, except Zack taking the red dildo and Ash the black.
Adam and I decided that next, after we swapped out the boys for their next conquest, Mordax and Agon, that he would slow fuck me from the side and behind as we watched Ash and Zack really get plowed open widely. We got off the table and lined up the successive conquests.
Zack said, “I want to feel it doggie style, Daddies. Cn Ash and I both get plowed and fuck machined side by side as we kiss and share some squirting boy-cum; we promise to slurp up all our boy-cum and piss off the table pools and cups.” These Twink Twins can’t get much cuter or sweeter than that now, can they? Just a little cheesy and corny sex chat!?!
Adam and I giggle, get up, help them get repositioned, slap on the Mordax dildo, and place Pegasus in the stainless-steel tub for washing. They were both grinning away, sharing in each other's semen remnants from the sixty-nine Fuck Machine Ass pounding. They started thrusting with Mordax again. The whimpers and moans of the Twins' sweet lips are totally adorable watching them kiss and suck face and slobbering wet tongue; knowing each is feeling the same incredible sensations as that massive thrusting dildo goes deeper and faster, deeper and faster, milking the prostate and all their other cum glands, nerves and vessels is an incredible hot event. Add in the fact that they are controlling each other’s fuck machine; as one increases depth and speed, so does the other. Fuck me! We might not ever get them off those Machines! Then again, Zack was raving for ballroom virgin-busting.
Adam got in behind me with his raging over 9” dripping hard cock and started a lovely, slow spooning fuck. It was as if we had been together for years. Our looks and bodies took each of us aback. I so much like supermodel Daniel Buller, and he is a near clone of Brenton Thwaites. His Cock was perfect, grinding over my prostate and then sliding up and hitting that vesicle, then just teasing the sigmoid door; repeat and repeat…he was awesome in his perfect thrusts. We loved watching the twins pounding back and sharing their building orgasms on those massive silicone lovers.
It was a good thing that we placed the black and marble red Agon’s right back where they could reach them. After they blasted several boy-cum squirts all over the leather depressions and puddles, they so politely pulled off, removed Mordax and slapped on Agon. It was just like late teen boys trying the next skateboard. Perfect that in just a few days, they are now so comfortable in their naked anal sexuality, concentrating on nothing but each other's perfect ass, and hole pleasure.
Agon is a fucking big ass dildo. Their mordax cum was huge, but Agon was going to get them ready for broad and deep anal fisting. I was fantasizing about getting them on top of one another in the sling so they could feel our arms going deep and wide into each other's bodies. This thought had me building to a fantastic orgasm as Adam plowed my hole and sped up his slapping, jackhammering!
In minutes, I was bang on! (Pun!) My raging, hard 10” cock pointed right at Ash and Zack as they approached Agon’s base. Just one more deep, complex, fast push back to teach that fuck machine who was in control and the boss twin boys would own all the dildos in the room.
It almost felt like the other ear 200 silicone beasts were watching and yearning. I swear they have a depth and a soul to them; all they want to do is go balls deep in us boys and watch us cum volcanic explosions…they will all be so pleased to plow and pound in a few months six hot Twinks all together on the massive fuck table! That is going to be a virgin cum offering to die for!
That was it! We were all there together beautifully. I screamed to Ash and Zack,
“Now, Boys! Push back with all your strength and power, be not afraid, for an Utopia and Valhalla await!” It was perfect as they chuckled and murmured into each other's mouths and throats, their voices precisely together in their coordinated muffled rumbling. Even I was amazed as we saw Agon, resisting for a second and then popping into the twin twink holes, stretching them to over 5” wide and ten inches deep, just teasing the sigmoid door as if to say Peek-a- boo!
The bondage table crew, two super hot Twin Twinks and two ridiculously hot Daddies, all exploded their jizz together as I coated the boys. Adam flooded my hole with powerful squirts, and Ash and Zack achieved pelting ejaculations that caused impact splashes in the pooled semen depressions on the massive contoured leather bend.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK YYYYYYYYEEEEESSSSSSSSSAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH OOOOOHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKK YYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!”
As always, there was cum and semen everywhere from the three of us; my hole was bursting with hot, creamy Adam explosions; the boys covered on their backs, asses, heads and faces with the cum I blew across the table; their torrential boy-cum tsunamis all over their chest, stomach and the table. Adam withdrew his huge dripping cock and planted his mouth on my hole and began to suck out all his bred boy-cum from me, swallowing every drop of his own seed.
Ash and Zack slowly pulled off Agon and began to kiss and slurp up all the semen from each other and the table. Adam and I ventured over to share in the sweet, creamy hot dessert. Thirty minutes later, we were full of our shared group orgasm. Yum! Yum!
I suggested, “Come on, boys, let's have a drink of water and perhaps some liquor to relax and prepare you for Valhalla!” They smirked with a cum, dripping smiles as they kissed and nodded affirmatively.
We wandered back into the great room and up to my eight-seater bar (Of course!). I asked,
“So, Boys, I know you are not of age to drink legally, but you are under Daddy's care and control; tonight, it's a special ballroom busting, so what poison would you like to try after a few litres of water?” They cutely giggled and snickered silently between one another.
Ash responded, “Well, even the cult clan kept some spirits for baking and the like, so I think we with Josh, Aiden, Caleb and Ethan were 16, and foster-parents, and parents were away at a retreat, so at Caleb's we got into the baking spirits; It was Amaretto and Drambuie! The six of us sucked it back like water and then passed out a few hours later. It was secret fun that we never spoke of for fear of punishment. Caleb's parents never said a thing when they came back, so I'm not sure they ever realized it was gone…it was a real fucking buzz! We would love that buzz again as your hands and arms touch our hearts…Daddies!”
Adam and I leaned back with covered mouths, knowing that the high sugar might come back to haunt these Twink Twins! I cocked my head and thought ok. Grabbed the 26er, nearly full of Amaretto and Drambuie, and plopped it down beside them as they finished their two litres of water first.
After the water and several shots were poured and devoured, Adam and I stuck to straight vodka, watching the boys get a bit giddy. Watching their mannerisms and loosened body language, something appeared familiar, yet I could not put my finger on it. My wheels were turning strangely.
Out of the blue, I said, “Not to stress or sadden you boys, but have you ever thought about seeking out your mom’s family, or digging to find the unknown Father?” Oh Fuck! What have I just done!
Ash and Zack froze for a minute, looked down, and then into each other's eyes. Ash began,
“The Wilsons would not even tell us her first or last name; Social assistance and the fostering department said the files were sealed at the mother’s estate and requested we seek no further info. We have no place to begin…no connection…no person…nothing…we have… nothing but each other!”
Zack leaned into Ash and said, “Kiss me, you hot fucking Twin Twink!” They passionately kissed; I knew they were screaming inside. When they broke face, each poured a comb0 eight ounces of Amaretto and Drambuie. They tossed it back like it was water. Zack said,
“Enough talk, Daddies! Time to fist fuck your Twins!” We all finished water and booze and headed for the playroom.
Once in there, I directed, “Boys, get your asses up into the sling together; Oldest on the bottom and youngest on top.”
Zack giggled, “For once, those six minutes make up for it all!” We were all on the floor in laughter.
Still with the wrist and ankle cuffs on, they hopped up into the sling; Zack atop of Ash, smiles bigger than pigs in shit. We secured their ankles close together on the sling chains. Adam and I brought over a 20L pail of X-lube and grabbed two low-cushion stools. Naturally, as expected, I was doing Zack and Adam Ash. With the entertainment remote within arm's reach, we turned on some sexy, dark blues and cool effects sound-sensitive lights.
The sexy, horny scene was like a night club hit; Ash and Zack as they started to passionately kiss in anticipation of feeling one another get fisted in the ballroom for the first time. It was fucking beautiful. I could tell that last bolus blast of sweet Amaretto and Drambuie had that buzz they wanted… in the morning… well… they will learn!
Adam and I looked at each other and nodded. All of us naked, hard and dripping with him, and I so close our claves and legs were glued together; cum and sweat cohesively. We each hand dunked into the lube as the boys continued wildly sucking face, almost spitting into one another; they were into their wildest feral head space as this is the most extreme pleasurable surrendering young male moment to share and devour in utter open sexual pleasure with not a fucking care in the world except sharing the greatest blissful anal orgasm and ejaculation ever know to them!
In seconds, our right hands slipped into Ash's and Zack's. Their sighs and moans were so beautiful as they continued eating each other's mouths and sexual souls. They were perfectly open and relaxed between the Top Toys Fuck Machine workout and the sweet liquor. Their pleasure sounds exquisite as Adam and I, in perfect tandem, slid up their anal rectal routes with moans, groans, whimpers and several lovely moderate cum squirts from their 8” uncut titanium cocks with Ash’s right against Zack Ass's cheek. Each little ejaculation flew up and perfectly landed on their face, chests and bellies. They were both in such a twin pleasure trance, I swear we could have plowed fire hydrants up their boy-holes, and they would be begging for more.
Before we knew it, after several cum eating moderate shared ejaculations, both Adam and I were at the Twin Twinks Splenic flexure with our right fists opening up the intersection, ready to turn left and take them to Valhalla!
Zack pleaded, “Oh Fuck, Daddy! Oh, Fuck Adam Daddy, this is even fucking better than the fuck machines; they were fucking unreal, incredible. Please now, Daddies, fucking ballroom your twink boys!” Oh, these cheesy corny lines...well, it is fun!
I answered, “OK, Boys. Here we go, Adam, on the count of three; remember Kirk and Spock!” He giggled and knew exactly what I meant.
I continued, “Three, Two…” That was it! In perfect synchronicity, we both smashed around the curve. We socked our elbows into the twin boys as we both fell to our knees, sharing our breath and our shoulders and upper biceps touching as we felt Ash and Zack's prostate give way as we tickled and twirled just under their racing, palpitating hearts. Their eyes are the size of umbrellas, and their mouth open silently like you know who when!
Precisely together, the gushing geyser of boy semen flew out of their raging, rigid erections, hitting the ceiling, their heads, the walls some ten feet behind; our begging throats as we took turns with our other hands bending their cocks to their mouths and then to ours as we shared in the most wonderful hot boy-cream volcanic blow I have ever shared in for my entire fucking life!!
Again, as they sent dozens of torrents of white boy-cum snakes firing like Canada Day fireworks, their oral screams said it all!
“OOOOOOHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK MMMMMMMEEEEEEE FFFFFFFFIIIIISSSSSSSTTTTT FFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK MMMEEEEEE YYYYYYYYYEEEESSSSS OOOOOHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!”
If they thought this was good, they almost died when I said, “Now, Adam, in with our left fists and knuckle work the prostate and vessels, followed by double punch fisting!” Even Adam did a C3PO double-take bit and followed my orders. I knew after this, the boys would need several days of no anal anything, or maybe even no sex at all! More boy-cum drenched their throats and all of us!
This was my version of Valhalla, and it was utopian. We punched out their asses and sloppy holes for another twenty minutes. Then, when I murmured “Rosebud time,” Adam and I reached up, grabbed their Ampulla’s and gently pulled their anal canals and rectums out of their holes as they saw in the mirrors above and behind with eyes like…. Unreal!
After another twenty minutes of rosebud play, on their own as they watched and coached each other, sharing in the incredible sensation pushing out their insides and pulling them back in with the power of a god! It was adorable. Adam and I jerked off and fucked their budding holes, spilling half cum blow in their bud, and the rest all over their hungry parched throats. These twin Twinks were cum shop-vacs!
Adam and I kissed and shared more group semen and then left the boys to come back to earth. We both went to the bar for more Vodka. When we returned, again there before my eyes was the next month's calendar covers. Half-hard cum covered Twinks, still all leathered up, locked and faces together…. sound asleep!
We unlatched them, removed their leather everything, and carried them to my/our king bed. We placed them in the middle with Zack beside me and Ash beside Adam. Each of us grabbed a waste basket…just in case!
I was awakened at 10 AM by a text from Amy. It said, (Can we please meet in the Bistro for lunch? You, Adam, Ash, & Zack? Kate will be with me. Lots to discuss and…) Then it ended. I replied with a thumbs-up emoji.
The boys stirred awake and thankfully not too badly. Somewhat fat head, Zack said it first,
“I am so glad we got ballroom plowed and rose budded, but this truck roaring through my head was not part of the plan…I never want to see Amaretto and Drambuie again!!!” We giggled and helped them slowly rise to their feet. I updated that we were having lunch in the Bistro with Amy and Kate. Both Zack and I were excited, especially Zack, about my previous suggestion that he train with George and take over after George's retirement.
Yes, George is the same 90+ year old with Fred that lives underneath Ash and Zack’s unit; the sweet old gay couple who fuck the day away when not working in the Bistro. The boy's stomach seemed to be fine, but after some water and Advil, they really perked up.
The four of us got on the elevator down to the main floor and across the walk to the Bistro. As soon as we entered, I knew some bombshell was about to unfold. Amy looked so severe and profound, as I had never seen. Even stranger was Kate’s emotion as Adam, and I approached with Ash and Zack. It was all slowly falling into place. I saw Fred helping George in the Kitchen… when he saw Ash and Zack, he squinted and pulled out his bottle-thick glasses, and then froze like he had seen a ghost.
Oh My God! Now I knew those mannerisms and looks. The slight Spanish European shared features and silhouette among Ash, Zack, and 90-year-old Fred were undeniable!
We sat down. I introduced Ash and Zack…Kate was weeping!
I said, “Amy, Kate, these two boys are Ash & Zack, the Rock Risings' former Foster young men.”
Ash said very nervously, “Amy, we met before; so lovely to see you, Kate, it is an absolute pleasure… but are you OK, you seem very upset and emotional at our arrival here?”
Kate (Lover of Amy) answered, “I am so sorry, boys. I have always wondered what happened to you both. Oh Boy! This is hard! I...I....I...I was your mother's lover! You both look so beautiful like her. Over twenty years ago, we were lovers.
Zack excitedly said, “Oh, Kate! This is a dream come true yet again! Please breathe, relax and tell us everything. We have so yearned to know anything about who we come from.” Ash repeated almost verbatim.
Kate took a big breath and said, “Your gorgeous mother’s name was Elena Torres.” Oh my God! I knew it! Fuck me! Their maternal Grandfather is some 100 feet away; we all, and lifelong lover George called him Fred, his full proper name was Federico Torres.
Kate continued very weepy and emotional as the boys were locked on every letter and syllable that she uttered like a fly on dogshit,
“Your mother was bisexual. She loved hot guys with huge penises for one-night stands and sex only; she loved and wanted the long-term female same sex relationship to cum home to. We were together for over 7 years. She unexpectedly wanted kids; I am so sorry, but I did not. I had my career to concentrate on in law. A year before we split, she said she intended to get pregnant and have a child with some future stranger that would be the unknown father of her child.” Ash, Zack, I and Adam are hanging on every word! In the Distance, Fred whispers to George. This was unreal!
“We had a huge fight and broke up, but we stayed close friends. Your mother had a master’s degree in IT, or rather, back then, they still often called it Computer Sciences. She loved computers and technology, but her true forte was her culinary and chef skills. She was world-famous and locally renowned. A little less than 19 years ago, she signed on to the “Chefs Over Seas Program” to go cook and feed the fighting soldiers around the world.
She met a guy in a foreign combat zone who she called the hottest guy ever. He was some nasty bad-ass mother fucker, Special Black ops dude named Ethan; sorry, I don’t know his last name, but someone or two else knows lots about him. They were together for several weeks when she knew she was ovulating. Once she knew she was pregnant, she disappeared on him.
Beautiful Elena came back here, announced her pregnancy to me, and found out late in her first trimester that it was Twins, two boys! She named you; the firstborn will be Asher, and the second will be Zackary. I stayed friends with her to support her emotionally with the pregnancy, but I am so sorry, boys, I did not want children. I broke her heart, and she broke mine.” All at the table were tears after tears.
Ash composed himself as he and Zack held hands, shaking so tightly, “Please, Kate, tell us what all happened and how we got put in foster care.”
Kate ventured on shaking and quivering, wiping tears, “The pregnancy went well, and the birth mostly. But afterwards, something went wrong with her uterus, which collapsed and tore, days after the birth. She was able to care for and breastfeed you both for the first three days, but she became ill with an infection. Sepsis has somehow set in. The doctors and nurses tried everything, but in a week, she passed with both of you in her arms.”
Zack insisted with dripping tears and shakes, “Please, it's ok, Elena, tell us more, please. Any information, good, bad, or ugly, is still more than we ever had. What happened to this Ethan, the Mercenary Soldier, Father of us?”
She replied, “All I know is what Elena told me. He was bisexual, off-the-charts gorgeous, very wealthy and regarded as the best of the best in all special forces around the globe. I heard from a few others in the military that, after she passed, he met or saved a young man named Carter, and they fell in love. They go galivanting around the world doing private ops. Who knows where and when?
He trained Carter to be even a better protégé than the Master himself. From what I've heard from military friends here, both of them had incredible knife skills. Elena, being the Professional Chef, used to brag about how she and Ethan would have knife-throwing contests with all the Special Forces soldiers cheering her on. She was even better than he was.
Then they would try to hack into other government computer mainframes for fun after drinking far too much, followed by the best cock she has ever had!” We all giggled; I looked and nodded to Zack, and Adam to Ash… it all made sense now how they were drawn to their hobbies and future careers: Ash to computers and Zack to the Chef Culinary with brutal knife skills.
Zack asked, “So what happened to this Ethan Father of ours and his Twink Carter?”
Elena replied, “I am so sorry, but I was not able or willing to adopt, and neither was Elena’s Father, the only other family involved and alive?”
Ash asked, “So our maternal grandfather has also passed?”
She replied, “No! Not at all! Boys, Boys! (She smiled) He is walking up behind you as we speak!” The boys turned around, and lo and behold, there were 90-year-old Fred and George, with tears dripping from their eyes; they were retired high-ranking military officers.
Fred sat down with his mouth open and began to bawl his heart out, saying, “I am so sorry, Boys! Please forgive me! I could not care for or adopt you two with my career and all. I was being flown all around the world with the love of my life, George, aka the Bistro Chef!
Zack said, “It is OK, Fred or…ahhh.”
Fred (Federico Torres) said, “I would be honoured for you to call me…call me… Papa Fred, just like my gorgeous Elena had; my God! You two are so gorgeous, just like your mother; I miss her so much!”
