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Nearly a year has passed since James and I moved to Canada, thanks to my father's younger brother, Uncle Charles, we found an oasis of calm and beauty within a protected forest set in two thousand acres..........Kingsmere....
Like all new projects, the going was tough, to begin with, but with the knowledge of architecture and civil engineering I had studied at St. Andrews, I had made our substantial "Log Cabin" as comfortable as possible......
I still do not have my inheritance, not until this Christmas when I am 21, but all the family chipped in and the progress was steady and very rewarding.
My father came up with the initial water purifying method, he had used it in the late '60s in Yemen, where infant mortality was horrendous, all because of dirty water, a disgrace as all governments know the very basic tools needed to rectify the problem.
It has been in the British Army's "Arsenal" for over a hundred years.
You take a clean 45-gallon steel drum, fill a third with fine charcoal, a third of fine pebbles or gravel, ten per cent of coarse charcoal and a third of clean sand.
Seal it with an opening in the top to pour water and a tap six inches up from the bottom, pour polluted water into the top, clean water comes out of the bottom.
This is all that Household Jug water filters are constructed, coconut husks made into fine charcoal, and there you have it.
The same applies to wind power, we had discounted a propeller turbine because the tree canopy was too high, again the common 45 gallon oil drum comes into its own, have it laser cut exactly down the middle, weld both halves to a steel rod, in our case an axle from a car breakers, make sure the two halves are opposed to each other, mount them on a 'C' frame, using the wheel bearings from the same axle, use a pulley and a fan belt to a small generator, and you have a very efficient wind turbine that will spin even in a four mile an hour breeze.
There were teething problems, small birds snaking through the trees would get shredded but some fine soft fruit netting surrounding the whole apparatus cured that problem.
The Generator we used was left by the previous owner who had reneged on his agreement not to cut down the trees and he was "removed".
Some idiot had not checked the oil level and the result was a very expensive Honda Generator seized up.
I was quite prepared to add it to the junk pile I had established a good way from the Forrest, ( you never throw any mechanical thing away here, spare parts are hard to come by.)
But Aiden, a boy of 21 years who had worked for the previous owner, and lived in our nearest town and answered my advert, informed me that yes, the motor was beyond repair, but the generator was perfect and very powerful, so we spent half a day stripping out the engine,(the thing was huge) and, using the 4 x 4 buggy we towed it back to the house and attached it to the oil drum turbine, it was made for it.
Aiden was a quiet sort of chap, about six feet tall, very cute, not classically handsome, that type had never appealed to me, Aiden was very cute and very loveable, he had a quiet confidence which appealed to me, I liked him on sight. But I knew he was straight, very slim, and with a remarkably large "package".
I had quite a number of applicants for the jobs on the estate, but as soon as I met Aiden, I liked him from the off, Jet black hair, bright hazel eyes, a slightly crooked but radiant smile,
I had asked him why he had applied for the job, and he said that A, he had worked at the estate before, so knew the layout, and B, he was free, he had no job or ties, I brought him back with me on the train.
We had a very comfortable large static caravan, about 40 foot long and 16 foot wide with all the amenities,
Aiden had told me the previous owner had "choppered" in this monster in two parts, still, it had come in useful when James and I first moved into the forest, and now it housed our temporary workers. as the weeks past Aiden and I became close friends, I knew he had guessed about me and James and was bemused, but said nothing,
I paid him well and fed him, he was diligent and worked hard. I had discovered a large pool about a hundred yards from the house, the previous owner had intended it to collect water for the house etc, but the workers used it as a washing pool during the hot Summer months, so that idea was soon abandoned.
One day last summer Aiden suggested a dip, I was taken aback, but agreed, I stripped to my undies, Aiden stripped bare and dived in, not before I saw the monster cock he had, I dived in after him, he smiled,
"I didn't take you for the shy type,' he said looking directly at me smiling.
'Nor you the blatant one Aiden' I shot back, we both giggled. It was never mentioned again, of which I was thankful, this was a little too close to home.
Like i said in the introduction, no life is perfect, the only niggle in mine was frustration, as I said before, James was the "top" in our relationship, simply because he could not take my eight and a half, so occasionally i would masturbate to the thought of mounting him, of lifting his tiny body and impaling him onto me, usually when he was puffing away shagging me, but sometimes I did stray, as long as it was safe, the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.
The occasion, later that Summer, came purely by chance.
The original house was two storey, I had designed the third storey with a unique roof structure made of steel, in sections, delivered on the train and dragged by 4 x 4 to our house.
The steel sections had been designed to be bolted together in a sort of triangle, but the pointy end was square, so when they all came together they made a huge square with a large opening in the middle which I intended to be the beginnings of an Atrium. Aiden was confused,
"Why such a massive structure, on only half of the house?' he looked puzzled, I showed him the blueprints James had printed from my design.
'Aiden, what is the greatest danger living here?' He turned to look at me,
'Bears,' he suggested, I shook my head, his constant gaze at me had me dithering
'Bears only attack when threatened, or starving, we discard most of the offal from Deer I shoot on our property, it feeds Linx, Bears and other wildlife, we keep the heart and liver for 'stuffing' and the like.
No, the biggest threat is the trees themselves!', Aiden smiled, I could see he didn't understand.
'Do you remember about half a mile from the pool we found a fallen white oak, roots exposed and all, it must have been over 80 foot long?'
He nodded, smiling at me.
'Some of these trees surrounding the house are 120 foot tall, yes I know a freak storm brought down the Oak, but can you imagine one of these monsters falling on the house?'....It could kill James and I while we slept, this structure will be mounted above our living and sleeping quarters.'
He glanced at the blueprint,
'But why the gaping square hole in the centre?' I pointed at the drawing,
'This 15-foot square opening will be exposed to the elements, down to the third-floor level, where we study and eat, all sides will be covered in plate glass and it will bring the outside Forrest into the house.'
Aiden looked dubious,
'You can't get glass that big anywhere!' I smiled,
'You can in sections, twelve foot high, six foot wide, we just join them together with clear silicone.'
'You're joking,' is all he said, I smiled,
'How do you think they join huge fish tanks together?'
'With silicone?' he asked amazed,
'Exactly, the same stuff we can get from any hardware store.' Aiden shook his head in amazement,
'You have thought this out haven't you?' I nodded.
'But we need men and a pulley, once the roof has been carefully dismantled, all the girders have to be lifted and bolted together, and the roof replaced, including the glass, and we only have a six-week window during the summer to do it, I want you to take charge.'
Aiden looked at me, those beautiful hazel eyes searching mine.
'But where will you be?'
'Well the first week James is going to go to a seminar in the city, I will go with him, we are staying with my Uncle in Toronto,' i pointed to the plans,
'Everything is here, down to the inch, we have two months to get everything together, I have already ordered the steel and glass, that first week is when you must get the men organised to remove the roof and erect the structure, can you do it?'
'I need to think about it!' ' he was pensive,
'OK, you're invited to dinner tonight, let me know then, there will be a large cash bonus for you, and a welcome here anytime.'
He turned to look directly at me, then dropped his eyes from mine.
'Could I actually stay here permanently, living in the caravan, after all, you need someone all year round?' I was surprised,
'What about your family?' He looked up at me, he seemed a little lost.
'I don't have any, I was brought up in an orphanage.' I placed a hand on his shoulder,
'Well you have us, and yes, please stay, but you do know about James and me?' He looked me straight in the eyes,
'I am not gay, nor am I prejudiced, a lot of the boys dabbled in the orphanage.!'
'Then welcome,' i grabbed him and hugged him, he responded, he had tears in his eyes, it surprised me.
'You're the only person who has treated me with kindness, who didn't want something in return.' Now I had tears in my eyes, I pulled him to me and hugged him again.
'See you at 7 pm for dinner.' he nodded, and I left him.
7 pm duly arrived and we settled down to a three-course dinner and a few bottles of Claret from my store in the garage-cum cellar,
We chatted away about life in the Highlands, Aiden was very interested in our Titles, he couldn't understand why we would want to settle in so wild a spot in the world, and we didn't elaborate.
When dinner was over I asked him to follow me to my study, leaving James to his beloved computer.
'Have you made a decision Aiden?' he looked down,
'I have never done anything on this scale before!'' I smiled at him,
'Aiden, can you understand the blueprints?' he nodded,
'Well every detail is there including all the notes we will print out, all you have to do is follow them, just get some decent men together, I will leave you with some cash, they stay in the caravan, you live here, sleep in the spare room, and don't wank on the sheets'.
I said it with a twinkle in my eye, and he blushed. I walked over to my large dressing room, 'Aiden, Strip!', he looked panicked,
'Rory, I am not like that!' i smiled at his half-hearted declaration.
'You assume a great deal Aiden, I have already seen you naked, I just want you to choose some of my spare clothes, see what you like, and what fits,
Oh, by the by, I am pretty well endowed myself so don't be self-conscious, he stripped, and I was surprised to see he went 'Commando,'
'Sorry, Aiden I didn't realise you didn't wear underwear,
.'Aiden smiled at my discomfort,
'It's just another thing to wash!' I couldn't help looking, he was stunningly large,
'Quite,' I reached for a rail of clothes,
'Just take your time and choose anything you wish, OK?' I went to leave,
'Rory, please don't go, I didn't mean to embarrass you.' I turned towards him,
'I am not embarrassed Aiden, just slightly jealous, nodding at his sleeping member.'
'Don't be, it doesn't get much bigger when it's hard, only about 8.5 inches!'
'Snap,' I said grinning, Aiden looked surprised, not as surprised as he was about to be, all this cock talk had given me an erection, I undid my fly and whipped out my beauty,
' WOW ! was all he said, I could see his mind working, he was thinking how James, my tiny Elf Boy could cater to such a monster,
'Don't ask Aiden' and he blushed.
We spent a good hour sorting him out with clothes and anything else he needed, he insisted I help him put the clothes on, he seemed to like my touch, it was endearing. I packed them into a spare suitcase and led him to the guest suite,
'Sleep here tonight, breakfast is at 8 am, and remember what I said,' handing him a box of tissues. he looked puzzled, then blushed as the penny dropped, '
'You're wicked Rory and he smiled, I hugged him and wished him a good night, and joined James for our nightly ritual of undressing him, showering him and dragging his sleeping body on top of me.
'Your particularly hard Tonight Rory,! I grinned,
'Well we don't usually have a cute young man sleeping next door do we?', James Looked at me with lust,
'OK, baby but quietly,' and I turned over so he could spend a goodly time shagging me, Sex with James was no casual thing, he would spend an hour trying different positions, always finishing looking me in the eyes, I insisted on it, his cum face was too adorable to miss.
It had been a pleasant day, and I looked forward to Toronto, and my stay with Uncle Charles and Aunt May, and my cousin Tristan who I hadn't seen for ten years, and, according to family gossip, was a God in looks and manner.
I fell asleep with my baby lying on me, his cock between my legs, my face turned sideways with James's sweet face flat against my cheek, I wrapped my arms around my beloved boy, He smiled as he slumbered, I knew it comforted him to know he was in my all-consuming loving embrace.
Chapter 2, on Friday, Glad you like it, it gets better and longer.
Nearly a year has passed since James and I moved to Canada, thanks to my father's younger brother, Uncle Charles, we found an oasis of calm and beauty within a protected forest set in two thousand acres..........Kingsmere....
Like all new projects, the going was tough, to begin with, but with the knowledge of architecture and civil engineering I had studied at St. Andrews, I had made our substantial "Log Cabin" as comfortable as possible......
I still do not have my inheritance, not until this Christmas when I am 21, but all the family chipped in and the progress was steady and very rewarding.
My father came up with the initial water purifying method, he had used it in the late '60s in Yemen, where infant mortality was horrendous, all because of dirty water, a disgrace as all governments know the very basic tools needed to rectify the problem.
It has been in the British Army's "Arsenal" for over a hundred years.
You take a clean 45-gallon steel drum, fill a third with fine charcoal, a third of fine pebbles or gravel, ten per cent of coarse charcoal and a third of clean sand.
Seal it with an opening in the top to pour water and a tap six inches up from the bottom, pour polluted water into the top, clean water comes out of the bottom.
This is all that Household Jug water filters are constructed, coconut husks made into fine charcoal, and there you have it.
The same applies to wind power, we had discounted a propeller turbine because the tree canopy was too high, again the common 45 gallon oil drum comes into its own, have it laser cut exactly down the middle, weld both halves to a steel rod, in our case an axle from a car breakers, make sure the two halves are opposed to each other, mount them on a 'C' frame, using the wheel bearings from the same axle, use a pulley and a fan belt to a small generator, and you have a very efficient wind turbine that will spin even in a four mile an hour breeze.
There were teething problems, small birds snaking through the trees would get shredded but some fine soft fruit netting surrounding the whole apparatus cured that problem.
The Generator we used was left by the previous owner who had reneged on his agreement not to cut down the trees and he was "removed".
Some idiot had not checked the oil level and the result was a very expensive Honda Generator seized up.
I was quite prepared to add it to the junk pile I had established a good way from the Forrest, ( you never throw any mechanical thing away here, spare parts are hard to come by.)
But Aiden, a boy of 21 years who had worked for the previous owner, and lived in our nearest town and answered my advert, informed me that yes, the motor was beyond repair, but the generator was perfect and very powerful, so we spent half a day stripping out the engine,(the thing was huge) and, using the 4 x 4 buggy we towed it back to the house and attached it to the oil drum turbine, it was made for it.
Aiden was a quiet sort of chap, about six feet tall, very cute, not classically handsome, that type had never appealed to me, Aiden was very cute and very loveable, he had a quiet confidence which appealed to me, I liked him on sight. But I knew he was straight, very slim, and with a remarkably large "package".
I had quite a number of applicants for the jobs on the estate, but as soon as I met Aiden, I liked him from the off, Jet black hair, bright hazel eyes, a slightly crooked but radiant smile,
I had asked him why he had applied for the job, and he said that A, he had worked at the estate before, so knew the layout, and B, he was free, he had no job or ties, I brought him back with me on the train.
We had a very comfortable large static caravan, about 40 foot long and 16 foot wide with all the amenities,
Aiden had told me the previous owner had "choppered" in this monster in two parts, still, it had come in useful when James and I first moved into the forest, and now it housed our temporary workers. as the weeks past Aiden and I became close friends, I knew he had guessed about me and James and was bemused, but said nothing,
I paid him well and fed him, he was diligent and worked hard. I had discovered a large pool about a hundred yards from the house, the previous owner had intended it to collect water for the house etc, but the workers used it as a washing pool during the hot Summer months, so that idea was soon abandoned.
One day last summer Aiden suggested a dip, I was taken aback, but agreed, I stripped to my undies, Aiden stripped bare and dived in, not before I saw the monster cock he had, I dived in after him, he smiled,
"I didn't take you for the shy type,' he said looking directly at me smiling.
'Nor you the blatant one Aiden' I shot back, we both giggled. It was never mentioned again, of which I was thankful, this was a little too close to home.
Like i said in the introduction, no life is perfect, the only niggle in mine was frustration, as I said before, James was the "top" in our relationship, simply because he could not take my eight and a half, so occasionally i would masturbate to the thought of mounting him, of lifting his tiny body and impaling him onto me, usually when he was puffing away shagging me, but sometimes I did stray, as long as it was safe, the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.
The occasion, later that Summer, came purely by chance.
The original house was two storey, I had designed the third storey with a unique roof structure made of steel, in sections, delivered on the train and dragged by 4 x 4 to our house.
The steel sections had been designed to be bolted together in a sort of triangle, but the pointy end was square, so when they all came together they made a huge square with a large opening in the middle which I intended to be the beginnings of an Atrium. Aiden was confused,
"Why such a massive structure, on only half of the house?' he looked puzzled, I showed him the blueprints James had printed from my design.
'Aiden, what is the greatest danger living here?' He turned to look at me,
'Bears,' he suggested, I shook my head, his constant gaze at me had me dithering
'Bears only attack when threatened, or starving, we discard most of the offal from Deer I shoot on our property, it feeds Linx, Bears and other wildlife, we keep the heart and liver for 'stuffing' and the like.
No, the biggest threat is the trees themselves!', Aiden smiled, I could see he didn't understand.
'Do you remember about half a mile from the pool we found a fallen white oak, roots exposed and all, it must have been over 80 foot long?'
He nodded, smiling at me.
'Some of these trees surrounding the house are 120 foot tall, yes I know a freak storm brought down the Oak, but can you imagine one of these monsters falling on the house?'....It could kill James and I while we slept, this structure will be mounted above our living and sleeping quarters.'
He glanced at the blueprint,
'But why the gaping square hole in the centre?' I pointed at the drawing,
'This 15-foot square opening will be exposed to the elements, down to the third-floor level, where we study and eat, all sides will be covered in plate glass and it will bring the outside Forrest into the house.'
Aiden looked dubious,
'You can't get glass that big anywhere!' I smiled,
'You can in sections, twelve foot high, six foot wide, we just join them together with clear silicone.'
'You're joking,' is all he said, I smiled,
'How do you think they join huge fish tanks together?'
'With silicone?' he asked amazed,
'Exactly, the same stuff we can get from any hardware store.' Aiden shook his head in amazement,
'You have thought this out haven't you?' I nodded.
'But we need men and a pulley, once the roof has been carefully dismantled, all the girders have to be lifted and bolted together, and the roof replaced, including the glass, and we only have a six-week window during the summer to do it, I want you to take charge.'
Aiden looked at me, those beautiful hazel eyes searching mine.
'But where will you be?'
'Well the first week James is going to go to a seminar in the city, I will go with him, we are staying with my Uncle in Toronto,' i pointed to the plans,
'Everything is here, down to the inch, we have two months to get everything together, I have already ordered the steel and glass, that first week is when you must get the men organised to remove the roof and erect the structure, can you do it?'
'I need to think about it!' ' he was pensive,
'OK, you're invited to dinner tonight, let me know then, there will be a large cash bonus for you, and a welcome here anytime.'
He turned to look directly at me, then dropped his eyes from mine.
'Could I actually stay here permanently, living in the caravan, after all, you need someone all year round?' I was surprised,
'What about your family?' He looked up at me, he seemed a little lost.
'I don't have any, I was brought up in an orphanage.' I placed a hand on his shoulder,
'Well you have us, and yes, please stay, but you do know about James and me?' He looked me straight in the eyes,
'I am not gay, nor am I prejudiced, a lot of the boys dabbled in the orphanage.!'
'Then welcome,' i grabbed him and hugged him, he responded, he had tears in his eyes, it surprised me.
'You're the only person who has treated me with kindness, who didn't want something in return.' Now I had tears in my eyes, I pulled him to me and hugged him again.
'See you at 7 pm for dinner.' he nodded, and I left him.
7 pm duly arrived and we settled down to a three-course dinner and a few bottles of Claret from my store in the garage-cum cellar,
We chatted away about life in the Highlands, Aiden was very interested in our Titles, he couldn't understand why we would want to settle in so wild a spot in the world, and we didn't elaborate.
When dinner was over I asked him to follow me to my study, leaving James to his beloved computer.
'Have you made a decision Aiden?' he looked down,
'I have never done anything on this scale before!'' I smiled at him,
'Aiden, can you understand the blueprints?' he nodded,
'Well every detail is there including all the notes we will print out, all you have to do is follow them, just get some decent men together, I will leave you with some cash, they stay in the caravan, you live here, sleep in the spare room, and don't wank on the sheets'.
I said it with a twinkle in my eye, and he blushed. I walked over to my large dressing room, 'Aiden, Strip!', he looked panicked,
'Rory, I am not like that!' i smiled at his half-hearted declaration.
'You assume a great deal Aiden, I have already seen you naked, I just want you to choose some of my spare clothes, see what you like, and what fits,
Oh, by the by, I am pretty well endowed myself so don't be self-conscious, he stripped, and I was surprised to see he went 'Commando,'
'Sorry, Aiden I didn't realise you didn't wear underwear,
.'Aiden smiled at my discomfort,
'It's just another thing to wash!' I couldn't help looking, he was stunningly large,
'Quite,' I reached for a rail of clothes,
'Just take your time and choose anything you wish, OK?' I went to leave,
'Rory, please don't go, I didn't mean to embarrass you.' I turned towards him,
'I am not embarrassed Aiden, just slightly jealous, nodding at his sleeping member.'
'Don't be, it doesn't get much bigger when it's hard, only about 8.5 inches!'
'Snap,' I said grinning, Aiden looked surprised, not as surprised as he was about to be, all this cock talk had given me an erection, I undid my fly and whipped out my beauty,
' WOW ! was all he said, I could see his mind working, he was thinking how James, my tiny Elf Boy could cater to such a monster,
'Don't ask Aiden' and he blushed.
We spent a good hour sorting him out with clothes and anything else he needed, he insisted I help him put the clothes on, he seemed to like my touch, it was endearing. I packed them into a spare suitcase and led him to the guest suite,
'Sleep here tonight, breakfast is at 8 am, and remember what I said,' handing him a box of tissues. he looked puzzled, then blushed as the penny dropped, '
'You're wicked Rory and he smiled, I hugged him and wished him a good night, and joined James for our nightly ritual of undressing him, showering him and dragging his sleeping body on top of me.
'Your particularly hard Tonight Rory,! I grinned,
'Well we don't usually have a cute young man sleeping next door do we?', James Looked at me with lust,
'OK, baby but quietly,' and I turned over so he could spend a goodly time shagging me, Sex with James was no casual thing, he would spend an hour trying different positions, always finishing looking me in the eyes, I insisted on it, his cum face was too adorable to miss.
It had been a pleasant day, and I looked forward to Toronto, and my stay with Uncle Charles and Aunt May, and my cousin Tristan who I hadn't seen for ten years, and, according to family gossip, was a God in looks and manner.
I fell asleep with my baby lying on me, his cock between my legs, my face turned sideways with James's sweet face flat against my cheek, I wrapped my arms around my beloved boy, He smiled as he slumbered, I knew it comforted him to know he was in my all-consuming loving embrace.
Tomorrow would be a fun trip.
I couldn't wait.