BallPark2i
#8 of Life of Rande
BALLPARK2I.TXT - M/t/M - July 11, 2003
Chapter 10 - Jack and Tommy visit Parents
By SwampRat
(cl) 2003 Gay Furry Association
"Gram-Ma! Gram-Pa!"
Nothing had changed. The elms were still tall and leafy and majestic. The oaks were the same.. Some of them were several hundred years old. And while the cubs played all over them, Nobody broke a limb off - Unless they wanted it to be used as a switch on their bare rumps.
There they were - Just like bookends. Blue eyes, White and grey fur, Robes that fell to their knees. Then both Huskies grabbed Tommy up and Hugged him. Hugged Jack too. Pulled them both into the warm house. It took Tommy a while to understand his Mother was a Cheetah, Father a Bobcat.. And Grandparents Northern Dogs. They had taken Jack in as a cub and raised him as theirs.. He couldn't remember who bore him, only those blue eyes full of love.
The farm hadn't changed at all.. Rye coming up for the winter crop. The herds coming in to be milked so cheese could be made. If he blinked his eyes he could be a cub again, helping the ones who took him in with the Wheat. Another blink and he was here - Sans one Wife. With his Son as a Lover. With his Son's Lover as a Lover. With his Son's Lovers Parents as Lovers. This Wasn't something he was going to discuss with Mom anytime soon.
That is If she didn't already know.. He Never lied to his Mother. About Anything. Because She Knew.. She knew when he was holding something back.. And would tell him what it was before he could say anything. All she had to do was look at him and he was a cub, standing with his paws behind his back, wishing he hadn't Fought that Jimmy Sopp. But Nobody said things about His Mom and got away with it. She was 'Gifted'.. Not a Witch.
"Johnny.." His mother held him and for the first time since Rande came into his life that day, he cried. Natal waved her husband and grandson into the kitchen for cookies and took her Son into His room, closing the door.
"So much Pain.. So much Fear. Why My Son? You Lost a Wife. You mourn for her. This is good. It heals. You did bad things, but you did Good things too. You lost a Wife, but Gained a Son to be proud of. You love him with your body And your heart. Is this why you worry? Ah - So you have another cub who shares your body. And the parents.. So much Pain, Sorrow. And you reached out to them.. Eden would have done the same, You Know she would. So stop crying, and stop worrying about what Everybody thinks. You are Our Son - If we had brought you into this world ourselves we could not love you more. Grieving is good, Loving is good.. Worrying is Not."
The only one who called him Johnny was his Mother.. And even Now she knew his heart better than himself. Which started him crying again.. When he was done, he felt better than he had in Months..
"Now, go wash. Dinner will be ready in a minute. Potatoes, Boiled Wheat, Butter, Fresh Cheese.. If I remember correctly that Was your favorite Meal."
Jack Hugged his mother again and nodded.. Then padded off to wash.
The water felt great, Not chemical like City water. When he got out, there stood his Father.
"Why did you leave and go with your Mother to Cry? What was so bad you could not tell your Father.."
Undoing his robe Makas put it on the bed and taking a towel, helped the feline dry. Sitting him down, the Husky waited, holding Jacks paws in His.. And out it came again. The shock of Death. The drinking. The pain of using his Son. The joy that was Rande. The decision to help Rande's parents.
"What did your mother say?"
Jack gulped.. "That I was her son.."
A paw lifted his chin, turned his head to look at his Father. "No, She said you were Our Son. And our Grandson is Gay. Son of Mine.. Did you think to hide Anything from Her? I don't need her gift to see that you are still troubled.. And No, you did not make him so. Gender decisions are not made overnight. Now Dress. Your Mother waits for us. And she is Right - You worry too much."
They took the news well. Surprisingly well for Generations of Farmer stock. They were also Staunch Northerners.. Who took what Life gave them. So Thomas likes other males.. So did Uncle Varn.
"Yes Jack, he is a Flitter. And the money he makes working on Furs in the Big City.. Makes one think of leaving the Co-op and becoming a Barber."
Not that They ever would. The days came and went too fast for the bobcat. He wore his robe, worked the fields, and healed.. Tommy seemed to do better too. But Wednesday came and They had to go. With lots of Cheese and canned food.
"You take care driving.. Call us if you need Anything.. Or even if you Don't. And tell that stuffed lion and his beautiful wife to visit us sometime.."
Mom. Gods bless her.. He didn't want to say his Father and Dom were too much alike to ever be comfortable in the same house. She knew that already. He grinned and kissed her on the cheek. Said goodbye, and drove off, just like last time - Except he had just buried a wife then. He had buried a Lot more this time.
When Jack got too tired to drive and Tommy was already asleep, he pulled into a motel. Somehow getting his son, a suitcase and the door open without dropping anything Or killing himself, he sighed. Put the key on the dresser. Put his son on the bed. Put the suitcase on the floor. Undressed.. Got Tommy undressed. Laid next to the sexy bobcat, holding him close..
"Horny Dad?"
Gods.. "No Son.. Not right now. Go back to Sleep."
The teen wriggled his butt into his father's crotch and did just that. Jack followed a few minutes later.
And woke to find himself on his back, Tommy lustily bouncing in his lap..
"Uhhhh. Oh Yes. Spines.. I Love Spines.. Cum.. Cum in me Dad.. I want to feel your seed shooting into my ass."
He barely had time to think about what was going on when he grabbed his son's hips, shoved every last inch of cock into that Hot, tight ass and gave the teen what he asked for.. Part of him was horrified at what he was doing. Part of him was growling at his Son's language. The rest of him enjoyed his balls contracting to push even more spunk up the stalk, out his cock-tip and into the hot feline. Who Mewled, and arched and shot his wad all over his Father's chest and stomach..
"Ahhhhh.. Thanks, I really needed that.. I miss our weekends."
The older male groaned and panted, trying to catch his breath.. "I don't know if I should call you Son or Lover.."
Tommy laughed and kissed his lover passionately, grinding his butt against the furry crotch.
"You are My Dad.. Being my Lover is just a Bonus."
They both laughed, got up and showered.. And showered a second time when the teen got the older male to mount him again. Holding onto the sink, he groaned.. Gods, did he love his Father's spines, but he also enjoyed the feel of those fat balls rubbing his rump. A few more thrusts.
'Oh Yeah.. That's it Dad. Like you mean It.' Held his father's dick inside as long as possible.. Sweaty, wet and full of cum. That was the way to Wake up!
Dressed, packed and on their way again, they stopped to eat, then headed South.. And another reunion Jack was dreading..
* * * *
They pulled into the driveway in early evening, a sliver of sun still on the horizon. Katrina didn't so much Run as Fly to the car and Hug Jack..
Dom stood on the porch, dour as usual. Until his Grandson came up the steps.. Then he lit up, grabbed the male and Hugged him Tight.
"Tommy Growing up.. Be an Adult soon. Too Soon."
And carried him into the house, The other 2 following.
"Have some sandwiches. Eat, Sleep. Long drive. Tomorrow wake you up and feed you good."
Put the weary males to bed and laid talking about the morrow. Marsh would be late. Her husband was working. Refused any help from Dom, even though their first was due soon. What the male didn't know was the nursery was already prepared.. Along with the rest of the house. An apartment was No place to raise a cub. Besides, the Family had Plenty of Empty houses. If the handsome male made any fuss, he would be told it was his Wife's Dowry. Eden's House was still empty. Maybe Thomas would move into it. Fill the house with the laughter of cubs.. Or, if talk was true, his Lover could be with him.
Dom didn't give a damn about talk.. When he sat at the bar and got tired of all the crap flying around, He stood. Said a single word, drained his beer and Crushed the heavy glass mug in his paw, shattering it. As one all the other miners stood, repeated the word, and did the same. Stronger than the rocks in the mines, Lasting as long as the mountains they grew up on - Family.
"I don't care if my Grandson humps Trees - He Is Family."
You may fight with them, cuss them out, hate their guts.. But woe to anyone who Messed with Kin.
The bartender gave out napkins, swept the glass up and set up another round. He knew All the gossip. He had also known Eden.. She was a fiery as her mother, coming into that All Male bar and telling her father Mom wanted his butt home. Of course she needed a soda after walking all that way. And someone bought her a chewstick, sat her on their knee and told her stories of the old country until she laughed.. Her laugh was so Pretty. She teased the barkeep - Told him when she got old enough she was going to marry him. He was a Handsome bruin and would make a wonderful husband.. Having a steady job made it that much better. That would make the minors howl.. And Dom would put his daughter on his shoulder, carrying her out.
Kit shook her husband, kissing him.. "What are we going to have for dessert? Supper is all ready, we just need some dessert."
Dom chuckled and squeezed his wife's rump. "Rum Cake with Chocolate Sauce." Eden's favorite.. And Jacks too after she hooked him on it.
The cheetah nodded and kissed her husband. Somehow he always knew..
* * * *
The next day was a busy one.. First get everybody out of bed and get breakfast made. More like Feed the males, the females had been up getting ready for the reunion since the sun first showed through the windows. Then shoo them out before they could make any messes. So the three of them walked around the house, talking about things.. Fishing - More of an excuse to sit under a tree than anything. Cars - Old Iron vs New Aluminum. Male things. Jack sighed, trying to figure out how to tell his Father about Tommy. His parents had taken it well. But how would a Retired Miner take the news? The lion was always hard to figure out.. Quiet one minute, roaring the next.
Amber told him once that Katrina had went into their room, and locked the door. Nobody remembered why, but the couple fought a lot when they were younger. Dom knocked on the door and asked his wife to open it. She refused. He took a step back - And smashed through the solid oak door as if it was paper.
"You are My Wife and Nothing shall come between us. Not Door or Lock or Chain.. I love you with all I have. I give you all I have. Without you, I am nothing."
He turned to go and she called him back to their bed.. That was How Their third daughter Marsh was conceived.. Speaking of whom, She rolled in with Husband in Tow.. A spotted Leopard who Blushed as the other 3 sisters converged on him like bees on a flower. They all had to touch his spots and tease him about being so Manly as to get Marsh with kit.. And How many months between wedding and conception?
The two were packed off into their Private room.. Marsh looking like she had swallowed a basketball - The diagnosis was Twins - Husband fussing and fretting over her as only a First-time Father could. In the excitement Jack asked Dom if they could speak - Privately.
The big lion sat in his chair. "What is important Son of Mine?"
Jack groaned inwardly.. "It's about Tommy.."
"And? Tommy is Good Cub. Doing well in School?"
"Yes, Yes.. It's.. Well.. You See.. Dom, Tommy is Gay."
The lion looked at his Son.. Not In-Law, or By Marriage - Son. Jack cringed a little..
"What is Gay.. Happy? Good he is Happy."
Jack sighed.. He tried to think of Nice ways to tell the big male.. Katrine came in and nipped her husband's ear..
"Meanie.."
The lion laughed out loud and slapped his knee.
"If Grandson is Happy is Good. If he is Homo, So what? Happy is what matters, not who he takes to bed. Tommy.."
The bobcat appeared a moment later. "Yes Grandpa?"
"Grandpa.. That is Good word to hear. Come give me a hug."
The teen did so with a grunt, as the lion patted his back then his butt.
"Your Father thinks being Homo is a worry.. We had a cousin who was Fey. But was a Good Male. You be a good male and not worry about what Others think. You Family. You Son's Son. Always ours.. Right Grandma?"
Katrine growled but came over and put an arm around her husband and her grandson, hugging them both.
Then hugged Jack. "Always.. Here have a hankie - If you need to cry, you cry. It's good for malefolk to let their feelings out, no matter What that flea-bitten rugs over there says.. Stays inside, eats you up, leaves nothing but an empty shell."
"Ahhhhh.. Female talk. You listen - You love who you Wish. Long as they love You back. Otherwise you kick their butts down the street and find someone Good. Ok? Ok." He nuzzled the teen and Squeezed his rear, chuckling as the bobcat turned red and wriggled in his strong paw.
"Meanie.." His wife got up and kissed him. "Dinner in one hour. You wash or you don't eat."
The lion rolled his eyes up and chuckled.. "We have bath together.. Females use the others up with their 'Stuff'."
He patted Tommy.
"You have 4 aunts who want to spoil you.. And Father. Think after he mourns Pick one, maybe two for Wife.. And though you are Sexy Boy - I am too old for you. Almost too old for Father. So we go have fun in bath."
You never knew when Dominic was serious and when he was joking.. And it didn't matter when the big male undressed and stood in the stall. Both bobcats gaped at the Monster. 50 years in the mines had sculpted the lion into someone Hercules would think twice about taking on..
Gigantic muscular shoulders went down oak-hewn arms to paws more leather than skin. Sitting on top of this was a neck that no tie or shirt-button could hold. Down the front a massive chest with twin nipples of dark brown, and trailed to a belly just rounding out.. Huge legs held this frame off the ground with ease. And between them.. The Biggest, most powerful pair of balls they had ever seen lay in a bull-like sack, and even That was almost too small for what they encompassed..
And over That was a sheath that was a double handful by itself.. Golden furred, it promised to release a sledgehammer of a cock that would make Horses whinny in fear.
"Yes, Yes.. Have Big dick, Big balls, Big shoulders. So what? Get in before water gets cold."
They jumped out of their clothes and into the stall.. Looking at each other and the lion and back at each other..
"Go ahead. Touch them. They are real. They gave me and my wife 5 daughters.." He patted Jack on the back and turned the water on as the other two felines took a ball in their paws and felt the Weight of them.
"Do they hurt Grandpa?"
Dom laughed and started rubbing his chest.. "Only when I - or someone else - Sits on them. Clean them if you like.. Act like they have never seen balls before. Esh.."
Jack panted, trying hard not to pop an erection.. The younger male had long since abandoned such pretenses and was washing those Huge balls and sheath with his tongue and paws, revelling in their maleness. A big hand gripped the fat sheath and Pulled it back, revealing that he was indeed Built! How did his wife take it?
"Easier to wash now. Put back when done.. Jack you wash back. Kitten is drooling too much to help. No Biting Kitten.."
Then he washed his mane out.. Cubs - All the same. Curious, with wide-eyes.. Pointing and whispering.. And gasping when they were allowed to touch it. 35 furs he called Family lived in the same shack at the same time. Privacy was non-existent, Sex was for fun, and Every body worked as soon as they could walk. Cubs went to the mines to carry their Father's water flasks.. But only half a day. Then they returned home and learned to cook, sew.. Help Mother as best they could. Ma made sure all of them were book learned as well as knowing all the stories from the Old Days.
He did gasp when the bobcat's mouth and raspy tongue slipped over his cock-head. Sometimes fussy cubs given to older children as Mother has too much to do. Males learn to stuff dick in baby's muzzle. Baby happy, Mother happy, Son have little teeth marks in dick, but happy to help out. Weaning cubs always fussy..
Grinned at another gasp from behind him.. So Jack, you like male butts too? Dom was a lover of ass since he was old enough to jerk off. Male, Female.. It didn't matter - Long as it was round and wiggly and made you want to get on your knees and kiss it.
Hands gripped his gold-furred rump and caressed it.. A tongue slid across it as the younger feline sucked another inch in and bobbed his head. 'Not too bad, Young One.'
He chuckled.. City furs. Too many rules, too many taboo's. Live, Love, Eat, Be Happy. Too Soon Body in soil, a name in the Book of Names. He patted the bobcats..
"Wash now or not eat. Play later After dinner.. Wives like to sit and chat. Keep males in Other room. Urk.." Neither of them paid any attention.. The tongue and paws on his butt increased their work and the lion shivered.. The rough tongue on his dick kept making him groan as it worked his nuts to churn out their cum.. He put a fist in his muzzle to keep from roaring as one tongue pushed into his tail-hole and the other scratched his sensitive tip. He bucked, giving the younger bobcat all he could drink and then some - Semen running from the sides of his muzzle and down.
But still he drank as much as he could, stroking the shaft to keep the supply going. The older one continued to nuzzle the big sexy butt, sliding down to where the fat ball sack swayed between the thick legs.. He attacked it with lips and tongue making the Lion grunt, moan and shiver.. Bad as weaning Cubs..
They finally stopped licking and sucking, washing his sexy body before doing theirs.. He Hugged them both, grinning.. Good to have Family. Bad to wash in Cold water.
* * * *
Dried, dressed and ready the males sat in the living room and waited. Chatting about mostly nothing, the two bobcats were still dazed at the big lion's body. And his openness. And what they had just done.. He chuckled, having weaned all of his daughters on his dick, another male was nothing.. The Old ways were still the best.
Then they were called to Supper and everybody sat, talked, ate, teased and had a great time proclaiming the return of the Son and the Grandson back to the Family House. And of course the bobcats were the center of attention - Too much to eat, drink, laugh about.. And of course paws always somehow finding their crotches. Then they lazed, helped gather dishes.. Gods was that.. Yes it Was. Rum Cake. Tommy ate 2 slices, Jack managed one - Barely. They sat on the porch and chatted, Rasa turning every now and again to see if His wife was saying his name. A cold, strong Applejack went around, and helped loosen up joints and tongues.
The evening meal was light, and mostly to gather everyone together again. Then to bed.. And dream about a Giant of a Lion humping their asses until they flew off his Gigantic cock in a spray of cum.
Jack lost himself in the lazy days, But there was still a weight on his shoulders. It wasn't Tommy - The little bastard Still seduced him at night, when they were alone and in bed. And he wasn't the only one.. More than once he heard grunts coming from behind the barn. Sneaking around he saw his son and the Lion.. One was holding a fence post, the other was either on his knees, sucking that Monster cock, or bent over taking it as deep as he could..
He wondered what would have happened if Amber hadn't died of Cancer.. Or if he hadn't been drinking.. Would his son have seduced him? Watching the bobcat lick the fat lion's balls then slide his muzzle up to suck that monster of a dick in again made him think Yes.. But - that was His Son.
And there was another secret.. One that he must Tell his Other Mother.. One that could ruin this happy time. On the last day he sat Katrina down and held her paws and told her Everything.. Drinking, Raping his Son, The rabbit boy who saved him from losing Everything. The parents of the rabbit who sailed on separate ships of loneliness. And his decision to be both friend and lover to the whole family. She didn't say a word, just held his paws and listened.
"You told Natal this too.."
He nodded.. "But she is My Mother.. Not by blood but by Love. She could probably forgive me for most any stupid thing I did."
"And.." Came from the doorway. "So shall we."
Dom came into the room, sitting with his wife. "You not hear so well. You Are Family. When you clasp paws with Eden you become one of us." He linked fingers with Jack and with his Wife.
"Now. Always. Do you remember what you said Jack? 'Until the Mountains crumble, You are Mine.' You think those just words? Now, I don't like you using our Grandson as a sex-toy, but you were not right in head. Now Son is also Lover. Many times in the Old days males have sons, daughters as lovers. Then when of Age, give them away to partners.. Not always Male/Female. You want Spanked? Spanking is for Cubs and Lovers who like kinky things.."
He patted Jack's butt. "There. You spanked. Now you take Other family under arm. Husband, Wife, Son. Together but Separate. Thing a Good Male would do. Jack.."
The bobcat was sitting, eyes glazed over. Too many shocks too fast.
"Kit, get brandy please."
He leaned over and whispered into the twitching ear, "Jack.. If you don't wake up I am going to pull your pants down and bite your balls. Your son sucks like a weaning cub - But I can suck much better."
He reached down and gripped the bobcat's nuts.. Who yeowled, jerked up and Stared at the Lion.. Katrine came back with a shot glass and a smile.. That male of hers. He was a wonder..
"Sip Jack."
He did so and Coughed.. "Damn, what is this?"
"Medicinal Brandy. Now.. Harvest comes soon. Winter Festival. Gathering of Families. We get together. We eat too much, We Drink too much. Hmmmm - You should drink some water.. Or let one of Us drive you back. Ah - No talking back to Father. You have 2 sisters who would Love a trip to the city. Heather, you think Kit?"
The cheetah nodded.. A lioness who doted on both Jack and his son. No nonsense - she could take care of herself for a few days.. Or whenever she wanted to return.
Heather it was. And so they packed their stuff into a trailer that Dom hitched up to the car. "Remember, Be back for harvest.. Bring Other Parents too. Yes I know We butt heads like stags - But he is Still My brother. If you can, Bring other Family too. Want to see who made My son's head spin like top."
His wife slapped his Butt. "Meanie.."
Heather laughed and off they went.
"He is Good Son. Eden choose well."
The couple headed back into the house to start planning the next event in their lives.. Dom grinned to himself thinking about his Son and Grandson. He loved his wife and always would.. But sometimes another male was fun to sleep with. And such an appetite for a Teenager.. Worse than a weaning Cub!
The End