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The Train, as usual, arrived on time, we had just taken our seats when the uniformed conductor, a mature man with a happy smile approached us.

'Morning your Lordships.' We both wished him a good morning, and I added,

'You can drop the Titles, Brady, after all, we are in Canada,' he looked surprised,

'Well, I can hardly call you both Mr Stuart can I?' I smiled,

'Then why don't you use our first names, after all, we use yours,!' he hesitated,

'I am Rory this is James, OK?' he nodded,

'Your brothers I believe?' I looked at James, he grinned,

'Yes Brody, but different Mothers,' Brady smiled,

'Quite so,' and he left us. James turned to me,

'I hate lying Rory!' I patted his knee,

'It wasn't a lie James, we do have different Mothers, I didn't think it relevant to mention that we also have different fathers too!'. James squeezed my dick and I winced.

James brought up Aiden again,

'You won't be too harsh with him Rory, you know he admires you.' '

'Too harsh, James? You make me sound like a monster, no I will be as gentle as I can, but how can i bring up the subject that we have a first-class Joiner, whom he knows, without mentioning that Robert called him Kit?'

James frowned,

'I know Rory, but just play it by ear please,'

It was odd for James, to get so involved with the running of the Reserve, normally he would be buried in his travelling laptop, but no, here he was discussing the staff.' I was intrigued,

'Why so interested Baby, you never were before.?' James smiled,

'He's a very good manager Rory, and a friend, but he is very sensitive, just go easy with him.'

I must say I was surprised by his intervention, I turned to reply but he had opened his laptop and was busy typing away in, what seemed to me, hieroglyphics,

I just shut up and enjoyed the beautiful countryside as it passed by our window,

I must have drifted off, but James's mouth around my cock woke me with a start, For a change, I had him 'sit on me' albeit not fully, but enjoyed watching him jump up and down, eyes closed entranced

Brady calling our stop ended that little escapade with James 'cumin' into my open hand, I just smiled at him and swallowed the lot.

We gathered together our luggage, a step was brought for us to get down the considerable distance, from the door to the ground, and Aiden was waiting for us, a broad smile on his face,

We both greeted him as usual, James with a handshake and me with a bear hug and a VERY close body to body contact, luckily James was shaking hands with Brady and missed it.

I had asked him once why he didn't hug James, did he not like him? He had blushed and said,

'No I am afraid I might hurt him!' I assured him that James, for all his small size, was as tough as nails, but he still half crushed me half to death, and shook hands with James, who thought it amusing, and very endearing, when I told him.

I knew he had a soft spot for Aiden, but he wouldn't or couldn't show it.

I understood why, Aiden had been through a rough time, losing his parents in a car accident, when he was a toddler, then losing his Great Aunt when he was eight, but he seemed to have survived the Orphanage very well, he was very sweet boy with a sunny disposition and kind, and the fact that he was very good-looking, in a cute sort of way helped and I couldn't imagine the Reserve without him, I hoped we could all grow and mature together.

James wanted to ride in the trailer on the twenty-minute ride back to the house, I must say I was surprised,

He said it would be better that way, then Aiden could fill me in about all the arrangements, it was sound thinking, so we all rode home together with Aiden's arms wrapped tightly around my waist,

I hoped he wouldn't drop them any further down, he would get a rather large throbbing surprise! because his sweet breath was tickling the back of my neck.

He talked to me as we drove home, telling me about all the things done while we were away, I could feel his large 'package' against my butt.

We arrived at about 4.30 to a lovely smell of cooking, I asked Aiden what it was,

'A haunch of venison. It had been sitting in a low oven for the last 5 hours,'

A group of men had gathered as we approached the house, all of them were in their teems, possibly one twink, they all looked eager and happy, half the roof had been taken down with a large tarpaulin in its place,

'You have been busy Aiden!', he smiled,

'The guys arrived yesterday so I put them to work,' he pointed to the side, the red painted steel sections had arrived and were stacked on a couple of large pallets.

He got off the 4x4 and helped James out of the trailer,

'I thought we could have a sort of B-B-Q so you and James could meet the men and get to know them,' I grinned,

'Hence the large haunch of venison in the oven?' he grinned back,

'I hope you don't mind Rory?' I put my arm around his shoulder,

'Mind,? it's a brilliant idea, well thought of, let's get unpacked and we will join them in an hour, OK ?' Aiden nodded,

'Anway, I need to talk with you, we met a friend of yours in town,!' Aiden said,

'Yes Whom, ' I said Robert Thornton, the Joiner,'

He went crimson, James sort of kicked me as he passed, I winced,

'No problem, I notice from your list of men that we don't have a proper Joiner, but it's all up to you, you are the General Manager,!' Aiden helped us into the house with our luggage.

We unpacked as Aiden sat in the lounge, he was pensive, James caught my eye,

'Very naughty!' he whispered, I rubbed my ankle and smiled,

'It's all in hand James.' he nodded unconvinced and then wandered off to his study, I joined Aiden in the lounge,

I sat opposite him on an identical sofa with a long Burr-Walnut Coffee table between us.' Aiden looked up,

'Did Rob say anything?' I acted nonchalantly,

'Not really, it was a bit confusing at first, it seemed like we were talking about two different people until he mentioned your surname, he said your nickname in the Orphanage was Kit,

James and I just love it, why don't you use it here,................ we both prefer it to Aiden, it's such a lovely nickname,.................... won't you consider it?'

I smiled at him, and then poured a couple of glasses of Port, just to break the tension, Aiden looked surprised,

'You don't mind?' he seemed slightly stunned, I handed him the glass,

'Are you kidding, it's a great nickname, we both love it and Kit suits you so well, you want to hear what I was called growing up?' he looked interested, and smiled,

'Lanky!' I lied,

'Not as nice as Kit, .......Kit MacLellan, it just goes together, I don't like Aiden, I never have,....... you don't mind do you,'?

I was putting the ball in his court. he relaxed,

'No, not at all, Kit it is!' we clinked glasses and the tension disappeared, he started to ramble the names of the men outside, and said he knew them all very well and would vouch for them,

I had never seen him so animated, and I realised that this very slim, very cute boy, whose eyes always dilated when he looked at me, was going to be a part of our life for a very long time, and my tears came, Kit stood up concerned,

'Rory, are you OK,' he hugged me, deep concern etched on his face.

'I am now Kit, thank you for the hug.

'He let me go and looked up at me, I had a great urge to just reach forward and kiss him, but resisted.

'This is all like a dream Rory,' I placed my hand on his shoulder, he seemed so young and innocent,'

'It's no dream Kit, we are all family now, you, me and James, If you want it, ......we will always be together, even when a girl steals you away from us, she will be part of the family as well.

Kit turned his head away, not before I saw his eyes moisten,

'Your too good to me Rory!', I gently held his face and turned him to look at me,

'Kit, we couldn't run this reserve without you, and besides that, both me and James are very fond of you, we care for you, nothing is TOO good for you Kit, we three are equal here in the reserve,

I don't want you to ever call me boss, or my Lord or any such tosh, Just Rory, unless you're angry with me, then you call me what you like.!'

Kit blinked and tears fell down his face, I wiped them gently with my thumb and put it in my mouth and sucked.

That gesture wasn't lost on Kit, I hugged him back then I turned away, excused myself and left, this was getting far too maudlin.

I sought out James and explained what had happened, he kissed me,

'I am sorry I doubted you, is he alright?' I nodded, but I have a bruise, and pain in my ankle, ' James smiled,

'Don't worry you will have a pain somewhere else tonight!' I was instantly hard, he may be small, but he could make me sweat if he wanted!.

I nodded grinning, and walked out into my dressing room to change, it was warm, but the mosquitoes were vicious, and I decided to cover up all but my face, I wore a straw Panama Hat, James said,

'You look like a twat Rory!' I thanked him for the words of confidence

We all strolled down to the caravan, holding a large tray of succulent Venison between me and Kit, there was an open fire with various pots bubbling away, and a 45-gallon steel drum B-B-Q glowing,

We all sat on half logs made into seats, and Kit introduced James and myself to the gang, with me adding that,

'As they could see, James was the brains of the outfit, and I merely brawn,' and they laughed.

'Kit tried to tell me your names but I need faces to go with them so Kit, please introduce us', they all looked startled that I had used his nickname,

I suspected he had told them to call him Aiden, they, and he looked relieved.

He went around each one just using their first names, they were all young and eager, some were astonishingly handsome, and of all sizes of bodies and colour of hair.

Kit, introduced each in turn and what skill they had, what Kit didn't know was I had already done my research on all the names he had given me while I was in Toronto, do you really think I would ever put my baby in harm's way with a bunch of strangers?

Tom, he explained, was the most important member, he was their cook and looked after everything to do with the Trailer, that was his sole duty, we shook hands, he was a large boy with a grip like a wrestler.

All of them passed muster, I also knew what they were good at, after all, my Uncle Charles was one of the original sponsors of the 'Out-Reach' scheme that placed suitable boys from the Orphanages around Canada into apprenticeships with various tradesman,  Including my beloved Tandy!

Kit had gone to college and studied Management, amongst other things, so I actually knew everything about all of them, I even recognised them from the photos in their dossiers.

Many of you will think me two-faced or underhanded, but I am not, I almost lost James a year before, nothing was left to chance, only I knew I had a Glock 9 MM in the waistband in the back of my jeans! And it was fully loaded and the safety was off !!

The meat was sliced and doled out as were the various vegetables in the pots, Kit took James a pile of sweet vegetables, he knew what James liked, and there was a pot just for him, there was even gravy,

I told everyone to make sure all the meat was devoured, we didn't want a Bear to wander in during the night.

Extra Portable toilets had been 'Trained' in as there were too many guys for the one in the Caravan, or Trailer, as they called, so, a wandering hungry bear could be a real problem.

I had supplied the men with a few crates of Lager from my cellar/cum garage.

I knew Kit had gotten used to the taste of my Single Malt so we shared a bottle, it was like a jolly camping trip, we all laughed and joked, the atmosphere was electric, dusk fell and the solar lights came on, this drew away many of the mosquitoes, to all of our relief,

I glanced over at James, he was chatting with a very pretty small lad with glasses, I recognised him from the dossier, Rex Guthrie, he was an electrical engineer, and at just twenty-three, he looked like a teenager, very blond hair and slightly built, he and James were getting on like a house on fire,

All of them asked about the Valley of The Stuarts, so I told him about our estate in Scotland, about the Village and my friends, and that some of them would be here for the Summer, to help out and especially Robbie, the foresters son and my former childhood lover, who was now a Forrester himself, and was chomping at the bit to see the tree's in the reserve,

I had sent him a long DVD showing the range and size of some of the trees and he had to text me saying he was amazed and couldn't wait to come out, my father was paying for his ticket, as he pointed out,

'What he learns, while he is there, will be invaluable for the Valley.' and I had agreed, but with some guilt, I had dreamed of shagging him from that moment till now, sitting here around the fire, and of course I got an erection, even Kit noticed,

'The fire has that effect on me too Rory,' he smiled,

I so, wanted him to check me out to make sure, but again, that was wishful thinking.

It was close to midnight when the party came to a close, some of the guys attempted to clear up, I told them to leave everything, except the meat till tomorrow, we three wished them all a good night and we sauntered back to the house, it was late for us,

James kept hinting about going for a shower, I pretended to ignore the suggestion, I knew I would pay for that very shortly.

I wished Kit a Good night, as usual, he hugged me, but being slightly tipsy he got too close and I could feel his sizable 'package' just under my own, after all, he was four inches shorter than me, this was indeed, too close to home,

I drew him from me and gave him a quick peck on his forehead, I think he was too tipsy to notice, he smiled at me.

I left him and joined James who was already in the shower impatiently tapping his foot, I stripped quickly and joined him, he was obviously very aroused, his cock throbbed, I could see it doing so.

'So you were in two minds whether to come for a shower where you? He turned me around and started soaping my back,

'Wow James, your eager tonight, I noticed you were sitting very close to that pretty Reg! Not Randy are you?' the only reply I got was a soapy large purple head shoved into me without a word, it took my breath away, and for the next fifteen minutes he really made me sweat,

I ended up with both my knees on the bottom of the shower, in a crouching position, with James holding me tight around the shoulders, and with one final hard thrust, he came into me, it was such a turn on I came soon after while he was still pumping in his thick white sperm.

I turned, picked him up and, after drying both of us, I carried him to the bed, I pulled him on top of me, as usual, and we lay there for a short while until I realised he was still hard, he raised his head off my chest,

'You don't think you get away that easy do you?' he then slid down my body, lifted my legs into the air, and without any lube, (he later pointed out that I had his 'Natural' lube aplenty,!)

He rammed his thick cock into me and carried on shagging me till well past one am,

I had so much spunk in me I had to go to the toilet to expel it or it would drip out all over the sheets, I returned and asked my little elf boy if he was satisfied, he smiled,

'For now' was all he said, I just knew that Kit couldn't have helped to hear us, I waited for a comment in the morning, he wasn't so shy with me anymore, I knew he would hint or say something!!!

After all, there was only two-foot cedar planking between our two bedrooms, and James was very loud when he 'came', never mind all the 'slapping' of flesh on flesh as he rammed his dick into me.

I kissed my baby good night, he placed his now soft cock between my legs and fell asleep, with his face against mine, I wrapped my right arm completely around his slight back,

I always loved to listen to his soft breathing, it was all I needed to drift off to sleep myself.

Did I hear 'creaking' from the next door bedroom, or was it the Cabin settling down for the night?

Everything was turning out 5ight, the Toronto trip had gone well, Very well if you count Triston's 'contributions'.

We had the grant for the Reserve, The boys were working like Demons, my little dream of my own 'village', seemed to be coming to the fore! James and I couldn't be happier.

Did I see any clouds on the horizon? No,

But  to be honest, isn't fate a bastard!