Date: Sat, 27 Apr 2013 16:17:08 -0500 From: Jim Vance Subject: Being Practical - 4 Being Practical By Jim Vance Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance jimvance2@hotmail.com http://jimvance.weebly.com Please donate to nifty so you can continue to read stories like this. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You can see a list of my stories at: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#jimvance Four "What do you mean?" "Let's go outside," Jeff said. We walked into the front yard. "I saw Ed showing you his dick behind your house. I could tell you liked it." I thought fast. "Ed was giving me the birds and the bees story. My ma told him that my real dad had never explained things to me. She asked him to talk to me. Of course I already knew, but I let on that I didn't." "Is that all it was?" "Yes. Then he brought me here to show me a dirty movie, a guy fucking a girl. Please don't tell Ma, Jeff! If she finds out Ed has pornography, she would freak out completely, maybe divorce him." "Of course I won't." "When you saw me, he had probably just asked me if I wanted to see a dick in action, you know, in a dirty movie. I really did, Jeff. I never saw one before. A dirty movie, not a dick." My heart was pounding so hard, I was afraid it would give me away. "And that was why you were grinning so much when you got in his truck," Jeff said. "Yeah. But you can't tell a soul! I am finally going to have a decent dad. Please don't ruin it, Jeff. Have you been spreading rumors?" "No. I haven't told anyone anything." "So you thought I wanted Ed's dick? Oh, god! Does everyone think I'm queer?" I thought for a moment. "Does everyone know my real dad raped me?" Sorry, Larry, I said to myself. He never actually did that, but I thought it would help. Jeff looked stricken. Then he started crying. "Oh, Tom! I had no idea!" "No one knows about it?" "No, not that I know of, anyway." "Does everyone think I'm queer?" "No, I guess no one does." I was very relieved. "Look, Tom. No one knows any of this and I don't ever want to even think about what you told me. I am afraid I would keep busting into tears. You deserve better, and I am happy for you. I.I am sorry I jumped to conclusions and opened old wounds. I got to go." Jeff looked like he was going to hug me, but then changed his mind. He turned around and walked away. I walked back in the house. Ed looked at me and took me to our bedroom. "What happened? You look terrible. Did Jeff hurt you?" I sat on the bed. I wondered what I should say. Maybe it was better that Ed didn't know. I thought about it and decided it was. He would be upset for weeks, and what was worse, he might do something about it. And that would not end well. "Jeff asked me if I liked dicks." "What?" "I told him Pa raped me and I hated dicks. I even hated my own dick. I told him they brought nothing but pain." I looked at Ed and he was grinning and shaking his head. "He never did that, Ed. My pa. It was a terrible lie. You aren't supposed to speak ill of the dead." "Anyone who speaks of Larry at all, is speaking ill of him. There's nothing good to say. That is just the kind of rotten person he was." "But accusing someone of rape!" Ed sat next to me and put his arm around me. I leaned on him. "Don't worry about it. Larry owes you a hell of a lot of favors. You just let him pay you back for one of them. You did good, Tom. I am proud of you." Ed bent down and kissed me. I sucked on his tongue and began to relax. Well, everything but my dick. It woke up. I sighed. I really did not want to end up a compulsive liar. I had just told whoppers to Jeff and Ed. Lying to Ed was much worse. "I love you, boy." "I love you, Daddy." "You want more cream after dinner?" I grinned and said, "I always want more. Always! If you can't give me more, I may just have to eat your ass until you can." "I like that plan!" Ed said. I laughed and Ed hugged me. "Let's get ready for dinner." While I was changing clothes, I noticed there were mini- blinds on Ed's window. "Ed, can anyone see anything through those blinds at night when the light is on?" "Oh, lord! You are right. They might be able to see our shadows hugging even if they couldn't see anything else." "Yes." And knowing Jeff was watching us in the woods made me worry. But I couldn't say that. I sighed. Maybe I should have told Ed the truth. "I'll take care of it." We left and Mom drove. I sat in the back seat and worried if anyone else would find out about us. We arrived at the restaurant, and as usual, all eyes were on us. I decided not to worry. Ed and I were together now, and as long as we only had sex in the house, I figured we would be safe. Mom and I both had lobster. I didn't want to pick mine out. I asked Ed to do it. He grinned at me. I was getting used to not cringing at the prices on the menu. I was still poor at heart, and in fact, for real. I realized I owned exactly ninety-seven cents. I laughed when I wondered whether Ed would give me three cents to make it an even dollar. "What are you laughing at?" he asked. "I just realized that I can't afford to buy a soft drink in here. I have less than a dollar." "With you?" "To my name." Ed looked stunned. "If you give me three cents, I'll have a dollar." I laughed and then Ma and Ed joined in. "I have more than twice as much money as Tom," Ma said. I laughed. "Oh, my lord! I never even thought of that!" Ed said. "We'll go to the bank tomorrow." "Thank you, Ed," Ma said. Ed looked at me and shook his head. We both liked the lobster, but it was more work than shrimp and I like shrimp just as much. Ed kissed Mom twice in the restaurant, which I thought was overdoing it, but then I remembered they were newlyweds. It was expected. I was very glad Jeff was not there with his parents. I hoped I never saw him again, even though I knew that was unlikely. The manager came by to say hello. I could see Ma was nervous. I figured she was worried they would kick us out. Our credit wasn't exactly great before Ed. When we got home, Ed gave Ma fifty dollars. She went to her room and Ed and I went to his. He pulled me into his arms. "I can't believe the most important person in my life is flat broke." "It's OK, Ed. When school starts, you will need to give me milk money, though." Ed laughed. "I'll save up. Get undressed." I did and so did he. We got into bed and he kissed me. "What do you want more than anything else, Tom?" "Oh, you know the answer to that." Ed grinned. "Besides me, baby." "A bicycle. I have always wanted one." I watched Ed's eyes tear up. "I never realized how bad you had it. It hurts to think about it." I watched tears drip down his face. I wiped them off. "We found each other. That makes up for everything. I bet a lot of people go their whole life with someone they love a tenth as much as I love you." Ed kissed me. And then he just started rambling in my ear telling me how wonderful I was and how lucky he was and how he would always love me. Then I cried. "Is there anything you want besides the bicycle, Tom?" "Some of my daddy's cream." Ed grinned. "Oh, you like that stuff, do you?" "I love it! My daddy makes it for me special." He laughed. He straddled me. I looked at that beautiful dick of his. I pulled his foreskin back and saw it was dripping. I loved it when it did that. I licked the head for a while and Ed sighed. "Lick that lollipop, boy!" "It's mighty tasty!" "Please your daddy, son." I slid down under him and took his balls in my mouth. I sucked on them while my man moaned. After a few minutes, Ed pulled off me. He stroked his cock and then pushed it into my mouth as he came. His warm juice squirted into my mouth, and I was one happy boy! We were laying there and I started to feel guilty again about lying to Ed about Jeff. I decided to tell him the truth. "Ed, I lied when I told you about Jeff." "What?" "I was afraid you would worry too much if I told you the truth. I feel terrible about lying to you, though." "What did happen?" "He said he saw us in the woods behind our old house." "Oh, fuck! What else did he say?" "He said he could tell I wanted your cock. He told me you are too old for me." Ed laughed. "Well, just about everyone would agree with him, except you and me." "Anyway, I told him Ma asked you to give me a lecture about the birds and the bees. I said the reason I was grinning at your cock and when we got in your truck was because you promised to show me a dick in action in a porno film at your house." "How on Earth do you think up these things?" "I got a lot of practice from living with my real pa. I was always making excuses for why I was limping or had bruises." "God, almighty! If that man wasn't dead, I would kill him with my bare hands!" "I told Jeff he couldn't tell a soul, because Ma would divorce you if she found out you had pornography and I finally had a good father and I wanted to keep him." Ed shook his head, but he didn't look mad. "I asked him if he had told everyone I was gay, just because I saw your dick. Then I asked if everyone thought I was gay. He said, `I guess nobody thinks you're gay'. Then he apologized for jumping to conclusions." "You did good, but why did you think you couldn't tell me the truth?" "Because you had just called Jeff your enemy right before I found out he had spied on us. I was afraid you might do something drastic. Like kill him with your bare hands." Ed sighed. "Well, I'm not mad at you, so don't worry. You did what you thought was best for both of us. Is that why you asked about the mini-blinds?" "Yes." "I'm glad you told me the truth. I see we need to be even more careful. Because I am never, ever losing you, Tom." I smiled at him. "What do you want to do tomorrow, Tom?" "You know what I want to do tomorrow," I said, grinning. Ed laughed. "Besides being fed by Daddy and fucked by Daddy." "Can we do it again?" Ed laughed. "You have a wonderfully one-track mind. Let me put it this way. What would you like to do while we are waiting for my nuts to make your next meal?" "Oh, then!" We both laughed. "You will probably think this is stupid or worse, but I would like to see how Jack Robinson looks at me. It isn't that I don't believe you, it's more.like a four headed dog," Ed laughed. "It's so unlikely that I have trouble imagining it." Ed laughed for a while. "That is because you don't see yourself as you are. You see yourself as your worthless dad saw you." I shrugged. "Maybe. I just have trouble imagining what he would want." "He wants to bury his bone in your bottom." "I didn't even realize he had a bone." Ed laughed. "He's a butcher!" I laughed. "Oh, yeah." "We can stop by the market. I think it might be good for your self-esteem to realize I am not the only person who doesn't think you are a piece of shit." "I'm not that bad." "Almost." We kissed and caressed each other for almost an hour. Then everything went terribly wrong. Ha ha! I got you again! We fell asleep and I dreamt of Ed. The next morning we got up and went to the diner in town for breakfast. We sat and the diner, which was usually a noisy place, was quiet. And it was almost full. We had been there a few minutes when I looked out the window and saw Doris Pringle staring at us from outside. "Ed, that fine, fine woman Doris Pringle is staring at you again." Someone at the next table laughed. I guessed they heard me. "I think she wants you for breakfast." A bunch of people in the diner laughed including Ed and Ma. Ma tried for a while not to laugh and then gave up. I smiled, but it was really weird to know everyone was listening to us. Listening to me. I was used to being completely ignored, and you know what? I missed it. I didn't want to worry about every word I spoke being spread around town. I could ruin three people's lives without even trying. After we finished eating, we walked around for a few minutes, waiting for the bank to open. We walked in front of the toy store. There was a bicycle in the window. Ed stopped next to me. "You will be able to buy that, Tom." I wondered what that meant. I was really hoping he would buy it for me. I guessed he meant I would get paid when I went to work for his dealership and could afford it, then. We kept walking and by the time we got there, the bank was open. The manager, Mr. Twilley walked up with a big smile. "Ed! It is so good to see you!" "You, too, Bob. We have some business needing done." "Of course. Come to my office." We walked in there and sat down. Mr. Twilley closed the door. "I want Edith and Tom to each have a credit card in their name, billed to me. I want to set up savings and checking accounts for both of them in their names. I want to transfer seventy-five thousand dollars from my account into Edith's." Ma gasped and I stared. "And I want to transfer fifty thousand dollars into Tom's account." Ma and I weren't the only shocked people in that office. Mr. Twilley seemed surprised, too. He smiled, though. "No problem at all." Mr. Twilley left his office and Ma said, "Ed, you do not need to do this!" "I want to do it, Edith. You are a wonderful woman and you deserve it. I know it seems like a lot of money to you, but it really isn't." "Tom, you can buy that bicycle with the credit card. You don't need to use your own money." I stared at him. He laughed. "Close your mouth, Tom." "This money is yours to do with as you like. Edith, I don't expect you to use your money at all on stuff for you or the house. Anything you buy, that I can think of, anyway, should go on the charge card. Clothes, appliances, food, stuff like that should all be charged. If you want to buy Tom, or another relative a gift, you can use your money, if you want." Ma nodded. "I hope you two realize how much you mean to me." "I'm starting to, Ed," Ma said. We were at the bank almost two hours. I got a checkbook and learned how to write a check. "Uh, Ed. What exactly is a check and why would I write one?" Ed stared at me. "You use it instead of money, Tom." I frowned. "Why wouldn't I just use money?" Ed grinned. "Because you might want to buy something that costs three thousand dollars and it isn't safe to carry three thousand dollars in your pocket. The amount of the check is taken from your checking account when the check is cashed. You write a check to a store, then the store sends the check to the bank and gets cash." "Wow!" I thought that was a great idea! Ed and Ma laughed. "Ed, this is all new to Tom and me." "I know. You two have made me a happy man. I want to make you just as happy. This is just a start." Ed gave Ma five hundred dollars in cash. She stared at the bills for a while. Then he gave me three hundred dollars in cash. I looked at it and then at him. He was grinning. I looked at it again and then at him. He laughed that time. We left the bank. "We will come back later in my truck to get the bicycle. We don't want to scratch your ma's Cadillac putting the bike in it." As if by magic, we walked up to Ma's Cadillac and saw a long scratch running down the side. Ma burst into tears. Ed hugged her. We stood out there a few minutes looking at it. "How could a car make a scratch in another car that long without denting it?" I asked. "Someone keyed it," Ed said. "What does that mean?" "Someone took a key and deliberately scratched the car," Ed told me. A man I didn't recognize came out of the market across the street. "Hello, Howard," Ed said to him. "I saw it happen, Ed. Doris Pringle did it. She looked around to make sure no one was looking and scratched the car." Ed looked like he was about to explode. He got on his cellphone and called the police. They were about a hundred yards away, so it really didn't take them that long to get there! Ed showed Officer Dan Dean the damage. Dan Dean's middle name is Donald, so he goes by Dan D. Or Dandy Dean, as most people call him. I never have understood why a man like him was unmarried when men who were ugly were not. Dandy was very handsome and his bulge was-interesting. While I was looking at it, it got even more interesting. I wondered if he was gay, but I knew he dated a woman in another town. Anyway, Ma once told me that smart women married for better reasons than looks. People started coming out of the market to see what was going on. Howard told Dandy what he saw. "How much do you estimate it will cost to repair, Ed?" Dan asked. "A couple of grand." "So it's a felony." That didn't mean anything to me, but Ed smiled and I heard gasps from some of the other folks. Ed took Ma in his arms and kissed her. We had an audience, so I guess he figured he had to perform. "How are you doing, Tom?" Officer Dan asked me. "I'm fine, sir." Officer Dan smiled at me. "There she is," I called out. She was looking at us from around the corner. Dan walked towards her. She took off. Dan yelled, "You are under arrest, Doris Pringle. If you keep running, you are evading arrest which is a separate crime, and punishable by time in prison." Doris stopped and stared with her mouth open. Ma and Ed both looked happy as clams, so I guessed everything was fine. "Do you need anything in the market, Edith, as long as we are here?" Ed turned to me and smiled. Ah, Jack Robinson! "I don't need anything, I need everything!" Ma said. We all laughed. "Don't you worry a bit about the car, Edith. I will take care of it." Ma shook her head but she was smiling. "I know you will and I love you for it." Ed kissed her and even I smiled. "What's a felony?" I asked. "Don't you watch TV?" Ed asked me. I looked down. "Our TV broke about ten years ago, Ed." Ma said. Ed shook his head. "Tom, it is a serious crime. She will probably go to prison for it. Plus, she will have to pay for it to be fixed." I watched Officer Dan put handcuffs on her. She was in shock. Dan led her to the police station. We walked into the market. Ma got a cart. Ed grinned at me. "Let's go check out the meat," he said. We walked back to the meat department. Jack was working. I looked at the steaks. "Can I help you? Oh, Tom. How are you?" Jack asked, grinning. "I am fine, Mr. Robinson. How are you doing?" "I'm fine, but you can call me Jack." I smiled. He looked friendly, but not lustful or even unusually friendly. I figured Ed imagined the whole thing. Jealousy did things like that, at least in novels. "Do you need meat? I have a fine piece, Tom." I stared at him. It sounded like Ed was right. I heard someone cough and I figured it was Ed. I want you to know, that if Officer Dan had said that to me, I would have been flattered. Maybe excited. Jack? Not so much. He was average looking at best. No matter how fine his piece was, I had no desire to ever see it. "No, Ma is shopping. She asked me to check out your meat." I heard another cough. "I'll go tell her." I turned around. "But you haven't seen it!" Jack said. I walked away and Ed caught up with me. "Was I right, or was I right?" "He just thinks highly of his steak," I said, laughing. "Way too highly!" We got to Ma. "We are going to need about six more carts. That's three carts for each of you," she said. I groaned and Ed laughed. "I am sorry, Edith, but I have a busy day ahead of me," Ed said. "Besides we are eating out. I thought you were going to get new appliances." "I thought I could make do." "You don't have to make do. If the appliances we already have are exactly what you want, then fine. Otherwise, you need to go shopping for them before you buy food." Ma looked at him for a moment and then nodded. "I will just buy snacks for now." "That sounds like a good plan," Ed said. "Can we get dry-roasted peanuts?" I asked. Ed looked at me. "Let me guess. You have never eaten peanuts." I laughed. "Of course I've eaten peanuts. I just have never eaten dry-roasted peanuts. I always wondered what they taste like. You know, how different they are." Ed closed his eyes and shook his head. "Ma, will you get microwave popcorn if we have a microwave?" "Yes, Tom." "Edith, we are going to go wait in the car," Ed said. "All right." We went outside and got in the car. Ed sat in the front and I saw him rub his face with his hands. I wasn't sure why. He didn't say anything and I started to worry. "Are you mad at me?" "What? Of course not!" "Oh." "I just can't understand how we lived a mile away from each other but lived in completely different worlds. I feel guilty for not helping before we became lovers. You were a neighbor in need, dire need, and I never even noticed." I didn't know what to say. We certainly never expected him to help us. Ma would probably have been very uncomfortable if he had. "Ed, if it makes any difference, we were poor, but I wasn't unhappy. At least not after Pa left." "Thank you, Tom. That does make me feel better. It also reminds me that money can't compare with love. I had money, but now I have love and I would give all my money away to keep your love. Of course, I wouldn't be able to buy you dry- roasted peanuts if I did." "Better keep the money. I may like them." We laughed. "I wish you were back here with me. I really want to kiss you." "I know, baby. You want to go home now, or wait for Edith?" "I hope she won't be too long. I need you." "I need you. My dick is weeping like a widow." I laughed. "My poor baby is crying out of his one good eye?" We both laughed. "He is. He misses you something fierce." "I love him, Ed. I really do! I love him so much!" "That is disturbing!" Ed said. "What is?" "I am jealous of my own cock." We both laughed. "Don't be. I love you both equally, although he usually shows me a better time." Ed laughed. "He and I never just sit in Ma's car." "I AM jealous!" We both laughed. "I just realized that I didn't suck your nuts yet, today." "Just don't dry-roast them." We were both still laughing when Ma put three bags in the back seat with me. "It just occurred to me. Do you think we need to worry about anyone else trying to get revenge like Doris, like the other loves you jilted for Ma?" Ma laughed. "Like Bertha?" "No. Howard went back to the market and told his wife. The whole town will know Doris is in jail in about five minutes." Ma chuckled. "Are you very upset about the car, Ma?" "I was at first, but I know Ed will fix it, so no, I'm not." We drove home and Ed and I went straight to his bedroom. I got undressed in a hurry while Ed grinned at me. "Eager, boy?" "Yes, Daddy. I need dick." "Daddy's got what you need." I got in bed and stroked myself as Ed slowly undressed. I moaned when he took his shirt off. He kept grinning and shook his head. I stopped stroking myself because I was close to coming. "Play with yourself. I want to watch." "I almost came from watching you." "All you can see is my chest!" "I know." Ed shook his head again. "How I managed to pick you I will never know." "I know, Ed." "What?" "I was lucky." "Were you? Are you sure, because I feel damn lucky?" "Ed, why didn't you ever find anyone? You could have moved somewhere and no one there would care." "I don't want to live a gay lifestyle. I am a homebody and I love this town." "I think it's a shame that someone as handsome and nice as you hasn't had a lover." "Baby, boy. You were worth waiting for. I mean that. By our third date, I realized you are my soul-mate. I am so happy I was the one to get you." When Ed said things like that, I didn't know how to respond. I was no great shakes. But I thought he was incredibly wonderful and he thought the same of me. The fact is, we were both lucky. Ed was undressed and got into bed. "What first, boy?" "I want to suck your balls." I lay on my back and Ed straddled me. He lowered his nuts to my mouth. "Oh, yes, sweet thing. That is so nice. Daddy's nuts are full. Daddy's going to feed his boy and then he is going to fuck him. I moaned around his nuts. I felt Ed's hand on my dick and he began stroking me. I let his balls out of my mouth and backed up a little. I pulled his furry cheeks apart and licked his hole for a while. "Damn, if that isn't the finest feeling. Tom, boy, you make me so fucking happy!" "I want to please my daddy." "You do. Everything about you, everything you do pleases your daddy." I slid back under him and sucked his nuts again. I alternated between his ass and his balls. Finally Ed spun around and got his cock into my mouth just as he fired his pistol. I swallowed a large load of daddy cream. I loved it. I really did. Ed softened a little, but I sucked until he was fully erect. He pushed my legs up and started eating me. He was right! His mouth on my hole felt fabulous! He greased up his cock and placed it at my hole. He pushed slowly. "Does that hurt?" "If I say yes, will you stop?" "Yes." "Then no, it doesn't." Ed grinned and shook his head. "You sure love your daddy's prick." "I do. I love it so much, sometimes I wish I could carry it around with me." "What about the rest of me." "I couldn't carry you around with me!" We laughed and then I sighed as he began fucking me. He leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sucked on his tongue as he slowly moved inside me. It was absolutely perfect. How was I to know that our love would end a moment later? If you fell for that again, you are much too gullible for your own good.