El Rancho del Corazón
76 Riding Bareback
WE WENT TO THE PARTY at Mary’s house as soon as we left graduation, but then we had to head back home. Three of us had class in the morning and we needed to put the finishing touches on the loft before we started filling the two dormitories. The first of our younger clan cousins would start arriving tomorrow. They really had no idea how much work was ahead of them.
We did a little shuffling around and Liz, Elaine, Nikki, and Cassie all moved to my car while Hannah, Sarah, Sora, and Samantha moved to Josh’s. Elaine cuddled up next to me in the front seat.
“I know you have some reading to do when we get back, but do you think you could spend some time with me in front of the fireplace tonight?” Elaine asked.
“I would love to, Elaine. I have an idea. If it’s still raining, let’s take off all our clothes and go dancing in the yard. Then we can rinse off in the outdoor showers, go in and build a fire in the fireplace, and make love there all night long.”
“Oh! That’s so much better than what I was thinking,” she grinned.
“What were you thinking?”
“That we’d talk about our production schedule and how we’re doing our shows this summer,” she giggled. “I wanted to test some new material on you.”
Ultimately, we decided that building the fire before we went out for our walk was a good idea because the rain was not particularly warm. I did dance my little redheaded lover around the yard, though. Eventually, we ended up in front of the fire.
Someone had made up a bedroll on the floor for us. There was still activity in the living area when we got there. A couple girls were in the kitchen. Jennifer and Courtney were cuddled in the big throne chair. Hannah and Samantha were in Stall One with the door open. There were some giggles coming from upstairs as people were getting ready for bed. I tossed another log on the fire and sat on the blankets behind Elaine to brush out her hair. We did talk about the production and how she was getting along with the monologues she had to memorize.
“They aren’t all going to be memorized,” she admitted. “Not completely. I’ll probably have cue cards that I’m reading from, right over there. I’ll be depending on Hannah’s magic direction to make it look good.”
“She’s pretty amazing. How are you going to manage doing two shows a day?”
“It’s going to be tricky. You know Hannah has invited audiences for my show, just like girlfriends for yours. I understand your producer has really done a good job of lining up guests for your show. Don’t let your little tiff with her ruin the production,” Elaine advised.
“I think we’re past it—at least as far as I’m concerned. Hannah said everything seemed normal again by Friday. In fact, we’re going to try to shoot at least half of my one-minute spots before we ever get to the six-week camp. They’re out here half the time anyway. The idea that production doesn’t start until July 8 is kind of misleading.”
“There’s no doubt we are in production right now. We’re going to do a couple more test shoots on my stage next week, too. Sora, Rose, and Brenda have to practice with the new platforms their director/producer ordered. And they have to choreograph their 27 minutes. Theirs is the hardest show of all. It’s really a workout!”
I pulled Elaine into my arms and kissed her tenderly. She melted into my arms and my kiss with all her body. All our other hearthmates had gone to bed.
“You know, we managed to get your part of the evening plan out of the way,” I said. “We talked about production and schedule. Can we get back to my part of the evening plan?”
“What part was that?”
“The part where I ask you for your explicit permission to make love to you all night in front of the fire with nothing between us. Elaine, may I make love to you bareback tonight?”
“Yes, Brian. That was my plan all along.”
We did sleep a little. Not until after we’d made very slow, very gentle love and I’d filled her with my semen.
“It’s a first time for me, my love,” Elaine whispered. “I’ve never made love to a man without a condom. I’m so glad it is you.”
“You know, every time I watch your show, I’m going to think, that’s where I made love to my beautiful girlfriend, my cónyuge, the hostess who is entertaining everyone here. No one else will know how I kept moving inside you until we both came a second time.”
“Except those who see the tape from camera two,” Elaine sighed. What? I jerked around to look at where the cameras were stored. “I’m kidding,” Elaine laughed. “But next time you watch me film, observe where camera two is pointed. You’ll be able to imagine the two of us making love again in front of the fire.”
I was glad all the others didn’t arrive at the same time. Rich, Lexi, Judy, and Susan came in on Monday. They started their tenure by painting. There was no furniture in the dormitories yet, so they all sacked out on the floor in front of the fireplace. We wouldn’t be doing that much longer. After trying a desk and different chairs, we ended up with two nice leather chairs from Ethan Allen in exchange for credit on the program. There was a simple table between the chairs where the guest and host could set their water glasses.
George, Leonard, and Nancy arrived on Tuesday. They finished the painting and did several runs to Mattress King to get beds and box springs. Dawn worked with them since she would officially be in the dormitory, but she’d been spending a lot of nights in our room. When she saw George, though, that changed. It changed like lights coming on and sparks flying. You could see the electricity between the two. I never figured Dawn would go for a younger guy. In fact, I thought that was why she was seldom more than friendly to me. Dawn would be a senior this year. But age didn’t seem to have anything to do with the way those two clicked.
“George, we need to talk,” I said after forms on Wednesday morning. At least we weren’t expecting any others here until Friday.
“Yes, Patrón,” he said. He looked as guilty as his formality sounded.
“You screwed things up with TK when you started dating Pam. Are you repeating that with Dawn?”
“Oh! No! I’m not!” he practically shouted. “I get it. I thought I’d done something wrong. Pam… we set an end-time for our relationship a few months ago. We agreed that we were going to have as much fun as we could while we were both in high school, but at my graduation we were officially not a couple.”
“Have you confirmed that with her since graduation, or is she coming down here thinking everything is still going strong?”
“No. That’s why I came down with Leonard and Nancy. We had a great time Sunday and then said we were officially no longer a couple, but she’d see me down here this weekend. I’m not cheating on anybody.”
“Okay. Good. I guess that relieves me, mostly.”
“I thought you were going to reprimand me for flirting with one of your girlfriends,” George said sheepishly. “I didn’t mean to step into your territory. I should have asked.”
“That, you don’t have to worry about. I like Dawn and she has spent a lot of time in our room because there wasn’t any place else to go. She plans to move into the dormitory with the other girls, except she might seek shelter with us if it gets too juvenile,” I said. “You’ve got to remember that Dawn will be a senior this year. She’s older than most of us.”
“Yeah. She was fun to flirt with but I don’t suppose she’d want to hang out with a freshman when the school year starts. Thanks for the warning, Bri,” George said. He went off to start working with the crew that was enclosing the back stairs. Damn, but I think that kid is just clueless.
Monte, Ross, and Pam arrived on Friday. Still no Mary. When I got home after my Friday class, I was dragged to the dormitories to inspect how they’d been finished and decorated. After all the younger clan started arriving on Monday, we’d all started wearing clothes. Granted, it wasn’t much. The preferred wear for girls still seemed to be bikinis unless we were expecting company. Thursday afternoon there had been a mad scramble when the production crew started arriving to do another test shoot with Elaine on her new set. Hannah laid down the law about appropriate attire and that everyone was responsible for checking the production board each day before they ran around undressed.
So, when I went upstairs to review the construction, I wasn’t surprised to find the guys in cut-offs and T-shirts. Their room was 18’x20’ and they had opted to treat it like a barracks. The large single beds were lined up sticking out from the side walls. The closets were at the hallway end of the room. Every bed was neatly made and there was a footlocker at the end of each bed. Carl let me into the room and the five guys were all standing at attention next to their beds. I looked at Carl and he busted out laughing. That triggered all the other guys as well.
“Polish, gentlemen,” I barked. “The secret of this army is shoe polish. If you aren’t wearing shoes, polish your toenails. Got it, plebes?” They all barked out a yessir and we kept laughing. I sat around for a few minutes just shooting the bull. We were going to just be relaxing Friday afternoon. We still had siding and paint to put on the huge dormer, but this was actually going to be a pretty decent place. Just across the hall from their door was the men’s bathroom. We’d modified the design of the bathrooms so they were a little bigger and more dormitory-like.
Sora met me in the hall to escort me to the girls’ dormitory. She knocked on the door and called out “Man on deck!” There was a bit of a scramble and Dawn stuck her head out the door.
“Welcome, Patrón,” she said. “We’re decent now.”
I walked in. The girls had opted for big beds with two girls to a bed. The room was the same size, but in addition to the closets, there was a wardrobe/dresser combination between each pair of beds. Like the guys, the girls were all standing at attention at the foot of their beds. Only they were all stark naked.
“You said you were decent!” I cried.
“We are. We just happen to be naked,” Lexi said. “We checked with Hannah and she said there would never be cameras allowed on the second floor, so we could run around any way we wanted to.”
“You girls will be the death of me. And probably all the other guys on the ranch. But it’s nice to see you all. And all of you,” I laughed. I was mobbed and hugged by each girl with a nice little kiss. “There’s just one thing,” I said. “The door between the dormitory wing and the casa bedroom will be closed. You have your own stairway and just as your dorm is private space for you to run around any way you want to, our bedroom is the same for Casa del Fuego. Please don’t use our bedroom as a cut-through to the dorms.”
“Yes, Patrón,” they responded.
I went through the door into the casa bedroom and Sora closed it behind us.
“Wow!” she said. “There were so many pheromones in there that even I got hard.”
“Really? What got hard?” I teased. Sora stripped off her bikini top and put my hands on her very hard nipples. Then she dove at my mouth and I kissed her deeply as I lightly rolled her nipples between my fingers. I needed to ask Angela about the nerve structure of breasts. Maybe I was missing something. But Sora seemed to be enjoying it.
“My clit is hard, too, Brian. Touch it. Please?”
“Sora, what about Tim?”
“Tim knows that what goes on in the casa’s bedroom stays there. I’ve slept naked beside you twice with Tim downstairs. He wants to become all that I ever need, and he might. But he also agrees that our relationship, yours and mine, is special. He even told me that if I still needed to make love to you to go ahead. I don’t. Right now. But please touch me and let me give you release, too,” she said.
It was all too easy to be Sora’s lover. We only used our hands, but we both were smiling when we went downstairs.
“Where is your room, Mary?” her father asked as he brought two suitcases in through the front door on Saturday morning. “I might as well take these right to it.”
“It’s upstairs, Dad,” she said brightly as she hugged me. “Just drop them anyplace at the top of the stairs.”
“Mary,” I whispered. “There could be someone up there.”
“Oh shit! Dad! Stop!” I heard a quick scream, two thumps as the suitcases hit the floor, and Mary’s father’s footsteps as he scrambled back down the stairs.
“There are… I didn’t know it was an open dormitory! Mary, you should have warned me.”
“Sorry, Dad.”
“You don’t have your own room?” her mom asked.
“We’re a little short on rooms with all the people here for the summer,” I explained.
“Our casa all sleeps up there together, like we used to do at Brian’s house when everyone lived up north.”
“All of you?” Mrs. Williams asked.
“Don’t worry, mother. It’s perfectly safe. With sixteen of us in one room, what can we do?” Mary said.
“I don’t even want to think about that,” Mr. Williams said.
“Mr. and Mrs. Williams, welcome to El Rancho del Corazón,” I said formally. “We’re so happy to have Mary joining us at last. And you are always invited to visit. May I take you on a tour of the ranch? So much has changed since Mary was last here, she might need the tour, too.”
We did the grand tour. I explained about the studio sets for filming this summer and the tight production schedule we would be on. I sent Mary ahead to verify that it was safe to tour the dormitories and explained that we had thirteen and sometimes fourteen up there. I’d taken it upon myself to have a talk with Tim and Sora and they agreed that once or twice a week, Sora would join her casa and he’d sleep in the dormitory. That would also be the case if we had overnight guests and needed the guest room that he and Sora had been using.
The foundation and lower level of the new duplex were nearly finished. The upper level of the pseudo-barn was coming from Nappanee next week. The lower level, though, was textured cement block and the interior walls, wiring, and plumbing, were all built onsite. Mrs. Williams was blown away by our garden and I introduced her to Angela and Brenda, who had become the de facto master gardeners.
“It’s immense!” she said. “How can you manage it?”
“There are forty-six of us living here this summer,” Angela explained. “Garden work is one of the regular rotation of tasks. In addition to supplying our table and Brian’s cooking show, we are selling $200-$300 worth of produce at the farmers’ market every Tuesday. You’ll notice that the front plot has early crops in various stages of growth. We planted a little each week. The mid-year crops are already nearing maturity because of the exceptionally hot weather we’ve had down here. We are two weeks away from our first crop of corn. But as soon as this garden was in and we were beginning to harvest, we planted a second plot. This plot is mostly devoted to canning and freezing. You’ll see the hardy late season crops here, too. Beans, tomatoes, peas, winter squash, pumpkins, cucumbers. Even without the show, we’d have that big kitchen in the barn house busy all this fall.” I gave her a kiss.
What a treasure.
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