Date: Sat, 28 May 2016 20:08:28 +0000 (UTC) From: Jay Carrington Subject: My Son and His Friends - Chapter 37 This work is copyrighted by the author, J. Carrington and commercial use is prohibited without permission in writing from the author. Personal or private copies are permitted only if they are complete and include the copyright notice. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. This is a story of a man's relationship with his son and his son's friends. The writing is very detailed and is a written representation of what the author saw as he was writing the story. It will contain some sexual scenes, but it is not totally about sex. The series of chapters are completely fictional and are the result of the author's fertile imagination. Any resemblance to any real person(s) is purely coincidental. The story contains consensual sexual behavior between young adult males and an older adult male. It depicts both unprotected sex and protected sex. Safe sex practices are the way to go if you plan to be around for years to come. If you are underage (below 18) or object to the subject matter, please leave now as the door that let you in, will also let you leave. If you enjoy this site, you are encouraged to donate to Nifty.org so that it will continue to operate. You can buy a visa gift card and use it to donate to Nifty anonymously or you can use your credit card and you can see the transaction on your monthly bill. Anyways, this is a great site which serves the needs of our select population. Chapter 37 - My Son and His Friends I have to tell you that about an hour into the trip, I honestly began to question my sanity. Jay was on one of his tears and was argumentative with everybody about any and everything. I moved him to the front seat and moved Ryan to the second row of seats. I finally got him settled and everybody else was playing games or listening to music on their phone, iPad or iPods. Rob asked me if I knew about a state park in a little town that had a strange name, he said he thought it began with the word little. Jay turned around and said that there was not a state park in Georgia that began with the word little. Rob said there was, and for about ten minutes they were back to arguing. I finally pulled over and threatened them within an inch of their lives. I looked up the listing of Georgia State Parks and sure enough, there was one in McRae, Georgia called Little Ocmulgee State Park. It was about a fifty minute drive out of our way, so I said we would look into it and see what we could do on another day. Rob was happy, but Jay didn't want to have anything to do with it, imagine that! We stopped, took a bathroom break and made some sandwiches at one of the rest areas along the interstate. Jay pleaded with me to let him move to the second seat, but I held my ground. He acted mad, but he really enjoyed being the co-pilot. As we continued to travel east, he tried to guess where we were and took over monitoring the GPS. We finally came to where Interstate 16 and Interstate 95 intersect. I continued on Interstate 16 until I was able to get on 516. I then drove on 516 and took an off ramp to 80. The boys put their phones down and began to look around. Ryan was the first to complain as he did not see anything fun to do. I didn't say anything. Jay said "Well, this is probably Pop's idea of an educational vacation, huh Pops?" I smiled and didn't respond. I heard Ryan huff and puff. He started in with "I told you that we wanted to go to Disney World, but you didn't listen." Finally, I had enough and said "Ryan, one more word and we will go to our hotel and spend every minute of our vacation sitting in the room with no TV or any outside entertainment. Your choice; do as I have planned, or go to the hotel?" He exhaled loudly and said "Do as you have planned, you always win." I drove on and soon, we were on Tybee Island. I followed the signs to the Tybee Lighthouse and parked. Ryan started again "A lighthouse, Wow! A freaking lighthouse- okay, I've seen it, now let's do something fun." I turned around and glared at him. Rob said "Ryan, you are being an ass." Myles agreed, and that really made Ryan madder. We got out and walked around the area. We walked to the gift shop, and I paid for our admission to the lighthouse. We walked into the lighthouse, and as we entered, a voice yelled "Ryan and Rob!" The boys turned and looked across the room. The owner of the voice came running over and hugged a stunned Rob and Ryan. Myles and Jay looked on, and finally Jay said "We're not worthy of a hug?" The boy turned to Jay and hugged him then looked at Myles and said "Myles?" Myles said "Yes, it's me." Ryan finally found his wits and called me over. He said "Dad, do you remember Blake from down the street? We used to play together in the park, and he visited our house several times. I said "Yes, good to see you Blake." He said "Mr. Brunson, my Mom and Dad are over there with my brother Joey. Joey broke his leg and is in a wheelchair." I walked over and joined his parents while the boys huddled around Joey. As I talked to the parents, I learned that they had moved to Jacksonville, Florida and that both boys had taken an interest in the history of the area after touring St. Augustine. Blake's dad asked how I managed to have the four boys. I explained that it was just something that had occurred over the years. He said "I recognized three of them, but the fourth looked a little familiar, however his hair color has changed." I said "Yes, that is Myles, and his hair color started changing last fall from a dark blond to being almost black, but believe me, he is the same boy." Blake was excited to see the boys and soon had them excited about the lighthouse. He took them on a tour of the lighthouse and the surrounding buildings while I continued to talk to his parents. In a few minutes, the boys returned excited and told me to listen to Blake. Blake began to tell me about an old fort that was located nearby. He told me that his family was going there next. The boys, then pleaded with me to let's go with them. I smiled and agreed as that had been on my agenda as well. We all loaded up in our vehicles and drove over together to view and experience Fort Pulaski. We drove into the parking lot and parked, unloaded and assembled together to enter the fort. We crossed over the moat using two drawbridges, paid our admission and then, wandered some of the exhibits, rooms, and buildings at the fort. It was amazing to see the old guns, the rooms that they used to store their supplies, the officer quarters, and the general outlay of the fort. I pulled the boys together, and we found information that stated that wooden pilings were sunk up to 70 feet into the mud to support an estimated 25,000,000 bricks. Fort Pulaski was completed in 1847 following eighteen years of construction and nearly $1 million in construction costs. The walls are eleven feet thick. The boys were stunned at the fact that people in that day and time could build something that was so strong and not use today's modern machinery. There was a lot more that we learned regarding that time in the history of the United States. The area of the fort and surrounding areas are absolutely beautiful and the brick fort sitting in the grassy area surrounded by the moat is breathtaking. Blake told us that there was another fort nearby and that its name was old Fort Jackson and then, another one on St. Simon's Island near Brunswick called Fort Fredericka. He told us that his family had traveled to St. Simons Island yesterday, now they were doing the historical areas around Savannah and Charleston, then they would finish later in the week with a tour of Colonial Williamsburg. Blake's talk and enthusiasm fueled the interest of the boys. They were interested in some of the other areas; however we did not go to Fort Jackson. We assembled just inside the fort, said our good-byes, and promised to keep in touch over the next few years. We left the fort and I drove back to Savannah, found our hotel, checked in, and unloaded the Denali. Our rooms were just what I had requested; two adjoining rooms with two queen sized beds in each room. I assigned the boys to their room and had them unpack their clothing. I opened the door to my room and did the same thing. I walked over to their room and found that they had decided that Ryan and Myles would share a bed while Jay and Rob would share the other one. I checked the bathroom and discovered that we would need more towels and bath cloths. I called housekeeping and they told me that they would deliver them within an hour. I looked at my phone and noted that it was getting close to six o'clock. I told the boys to load up as we were going to make a quick tour and find something to eat. We walked down to the Denali, and I drove to the old historical section of Savannah. I had to drive up and down Bay Street a few times before I was able to find a parking place. We were able to park in a lot near City Hall. We had to walk to find an easement and steps to get down to the river front. We found the stairs and started down however, we had to give a group of people coming up room to walk by us. The food smelled fantastic, and the music filled the air either from live musicians or from speakers inside the buildings. The boys were taken aback by the appearance of the old buildings, as they are used to modern architecture. I explained and showed them that Savannah has many beautiful and grand old buildings in many different architectural styles. I called their attention to the drains and some of the metalwork on the buildings. We walked along the sidewalks and drifted in and out of several stores. They were ready to buy some things, but I told them to wait until we had seen Savannah and that we would come back and make some choices. As we were walking, I noticed a large ship coming in the distance so I walked the boys across the street so that they could get a close-up view as it passed. The ship made good time traveling to us and it was a very large container ship. We returned across the street and continued to shop until we came across the Shrimp Factory which is the restaurant that I had chosen for tonight's dinner. We went in and were promptly seated. Our waiter welcomed us and reviewed the evening's specials with his attention directed to me. I smiled as I knew what he was thinking. He then said "While you are thinking about your choice, sir, I will take the drink orders." He said "Young men, what would you be interested in drinking tonight?" Each one said "Sweet tea" and I agreed with their choice. He looked back at me, and I could tell that he was puzzled that they had chosen tea over soft drinks; however he carried on with getting our drinks while we studied the menu. I decided to order two appetizers, fried calamari, and coconut shrimp for the group to try while we waited for our food. The waiter brought our drinks and I placed the order for the appetizers after telling him that we needed more time to study the menu. Again, he looked puzzled, but he didn't say anything. Our waiter returned and asked me what I had chosen for the evening. I said "If you don't mind, please start with the boys as I want to hear their choices." He walked around to Rob who ordered shrimp scampi, Myles ordered shrimp Alfredo, Jay ordered a New York Strip medium rare, and then he was waiting for Ryan to decide. Ryan looked at me and asked what I was ordering. I said "I think I am going to try the shrimp and crab au gratin." Ryan looked at the menu again, and said "That is what I want." The waiter took our menus and went to place our orders. Our appetizers were delivered so we tried them and drank our tea. As we waited for our entrees, they began to make our Caesar salad at our tables. Myles was interested in that and it occupied his attention for a while. The waiter dished our salad for each one of us, and we began to eat it. Soon several wait staff members brought our food to the tables and we began to eat. I always encourage them to try different foods, so we sampled each other's food and they really like everything that they tried. The waiter checked back on us several times making sure that he kept our glasses filled with sweet tea. He returned as we were finishing our meal and asked if we wanted desserts. I looked around the table and everyone shook their heads no. I told him that we would pass tonight, but the listing sure did sound good. He said that he would go and finalize our bill. He returned with the bill and I paid for our meal. He thanked us and told us that he had truly enjoyed waiting on us and he complimented the boys on their behavior and their choices. We returned to the Denali and I drove back to the hotel. I parked and we went to our rooms. The boys started their showers as Housekeeping had brought the extra towels to the room. I sat down and began to review some of the pamphlets that I had picked up regarding the sights and events in and around Savannah. Ryan came in and sat on the bed with me. I looked up and he said "Dad, I apologize for being an ass, I am so sorry, but I really wanted to go to Disney World. I see that there is a lot to learn here, and I am sure that you have planned a great trip for us." I said "Ryan, I understand your desire to go to Disney World, but I wanted us to spend some time learning and experiencing some of our state's and nation's history." He picked up several of the pamphlets and began to glance through them. He was particularly interested in one of the ghost tours. I promised him that I would try to work our schedule so that we could do that tour. He smiled, got up and returned to his room. The showers continued and then, I heard the TV go on and they started arguing as to what movie they were going to watch. I walked to the door and told them that they could watch something on my TV, so Rob got up and joined me in my room while Ryan and Myles played some game on their phones. Around ten o'clock, I told the boys that it was time to go to bed as we had an early morning ahead of us. They turned the TVs off and got into bed. I closed the door slightly and took my shower. I was about to get in bed when I heard a commotion from the boy's room. I walked to the door and looked in. Ryan and Jay were naked, hard and having a cock fight. Rob and Myles were cheering them on. I looked at them, shook my head, and closed the door. As I lay down, I thought about how they had matured and how masculine they looked regardless of their age. I was particularly proud of Ryan's equipment. I drifted off to sleep as the noise next door calmed down. I woke up the next morning and found that Rob had joined me in my room. I woke him, and he said that he had to come over as Jay was too restless. I smiled and told him to go wake the others up and tell them to get dressed for the day. I suggested that they all bring a light jacket and to dress so that they could adjust as the day warmed up. He left the room and soon, I heard the boys talking in their room. I took my morning shower and dressed for the day. I opened the door and checked on the boys. They were in various stages of dress, and I told them to hurry up as we needed to do a quick breakfast and then, go into town. We went downstairs and checked out the free Continental breakfast that the hotel offered. We made a few choices and sat in the dining area. After finishing a quick breakfast, we washed our hands, and loaded up. I drove to the Savannah History Museum and Visitor's Center and parked. We toured the building and gift shoppe. We purchased our trolley tickets for a tour around Savannah. We boarded the trolley, and soon we were touring the historic district of Savannah. The trolley operator was very informative and told us a lot about the history of the area. He stated that there are 24 squares in the district, and each one has a story behind it. He pointed out a number of residences and other buildings that were of significance to the history of Savannah. The boys listened to his talk and actually asked a few interesting questions. We returned to where we began and made plans on how we would cover the area on our own. I made a suggestion, and they agreed to it. We walked the streets and read the plaques at the squares we passed. Around ten forty-five, I worked our tour so that we were at Mrs. Wilkes' Boarding House for lunch. We walked up and there was already a line so we got in line. One of the workers came out and started counting the people off in the line. She counted us and we were split. Ryan and Rob were in the group ahead of us. I told them to follow along and everything would be fine. Jay, Myles and I were in the next group. We walked in and were seated at a table with the people in our group of ten. We introduced ourselves around the table, and the wait staff began to fill the table with various meats, vegetables and breads. I explained to Jay and Myles that this type of service was referred to as "family style." The food was delicious, and we learned a lot about the people at our table. We finished our meal and headed out. Ryan and Rob were waiting for us at the cash register. I paid our bill in cash as they do not accept credit cards. The boys told me that they really enjoyed both the food and the experience. We began to walk down the street, and I gave the directions which would take us to Forsyth Park. As we walked, we could hear someone playing a saxophone. We walked down and entered the oak-covered entrance, and there was the sax player with a small crowd around him. The boys pointed to the huge fountain in the center. We walked down there and looked at it. The water had been tinted green and it was squirting out of the swans' beaks. The boys wanted to know why the water was green, so I told them that tomorrow would be St. Patrick's Day and this was just one part of the St. Patrick's Celebration. We walked back, and as luck would have it, there were two benches open, so we sat down, talked and rested. I looked over the map while they talked about stuff that they had seen. After about thirty minutes, I opened my backpack and took out a Frisbee. I pointed towards an open grassy area and told them to go have some fun. They took the Frisbee and were off for about an hour. The boys came back to the bench where I had remained and sat down. They were tired and wanted to know what we were going to do the rest of the afternoon. I took out the city map that we received when we bought our trolley tickets and looked it over. I told the boys that we should walk back towards the river and see some of the famous buildings or squares along the way. We walked by the Temple Mickve Israel, but did not go in as there was a fee for the tour, and I knew the boys would not enjoy it. We continued and walked by the Andrew Low House where the founder of the Girl Scouts, Juliette Gordon Low lived after marrying Andrew Low. She died in that house after contracting cancer. We walked on over to the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist. We toured that Church after giving a small offering and took a lot of pictures of the stained glass windows, the murals, the altar, the ceiling, and other biblical representations and symbolism. I took some time and pointed out some significant architectural features that they would have in their upcoming World History class. We finished our tour of the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist and then continued our walk which took us by the Colonial Park Cemetery. We walked in and looked at some of the headstones. I asked the boys to figure up the ages of some of the people buried there. They were really amazed that many of the people were not that old when they died. After that experience, we walked on and passed by the Juliette Gordon Low Birthplace. We found a trolley stop, got on it and rode until the trolley passed the riverfront. We got off at the riverfront and walked over to Emmet Park where we saw statues and memorials to the Irish, the Lutherans, a local military unit as well as the Harbor Light. We walked down to River Road and looked at the Statue of the Waving Girl, the 1996 Olympic Yachting Cauldron, and the African American Monument which lent itself to a discussion of slavery and a reading of the inscription by Maya Angelou. By that time, the boys were getting restless so we found the trolley stop and waited for the next trolley to take us back to the Trolley Station. As we rode the trolley back to the station, we saw that the city was becoming crowded. I explained to the boys that the crowds were here to observe St. Patrick's Day. We got off the trolley and put some of our stuff in the Denali. We got back on one of the trolleys and headed to the Pirate's House Restaurant for our evening meal. We arrived and walked over to the entrance and requested a table for five. We were seated and handed our menus. The waiter took our drink orders and as usual all of us ordered sweet teas. The boys began to look at the menu and their eyes widened. They whispered to me that the prices were high. I looked and said "They are, but this is not something that we do all the time, so we are not going to focus on the price, but the food and your appetite. They then began to read the menu and made their decisions. The waiter returned and asked if we needed help in making our choices. I looked at the boys and asked them if they needed help. They said that they had pretty much settled on their choices. The waiter began to take our orders with Ryan ordering Shrimp Scampi, Jay ordering Chicken Jambalaya, Rob and Miles ordering Flounder Belle Franklin, which I have to say sounded so good that I almost ordered it too, but I opted for the Grouper Florentine. Our food was soon delivered and it smelled so good that it heightened our senses and made our mouths water. We ate and discussed some of what we had seen during the day and Ryan mentioned that everybody was tired. We took about an hour and a half to enjoy our meal. Afterwards, I suggested that we go down to the waterfront and watch the crowds as I had signed us up for a Ghost Tour. We watched some of the people who were dressed for the Pre-St. Patrick's Day Celebrations for about thirty minutes, and then we began to walk through several stores on River Street. As we looked at the merchandise in the stores, the boys made note of what they wanted to buy before we left Savannah. As I watched the boys, I began to think that my plan of going on the ghost tour might not have been the greatest idea as they were tiring out, so I suggested that we find a bench, sit, and watch the river traffic. As we sat there looking out onto the river, there were a number of ships and boats entering and leaving the area. We walked down the waterfront and looked at two tugboats that were docked there. Ryan looked over at me and said "Dad, how much longer until we go back to the hotel?" I looked at my phone and said "We have about an hour to go before we start the ghost tour." Jay said "Pops, if we have that much time to waste, can we go back to the candy shop and buy some candy?" I said "Let's go." We entered one of the candy shops and the selections boggled my mind. There were so many different types of candies. The boys bought chocolate covered strawberries, yogurt covered pretzels, chocolate covered cashews, and I bought some divinity. We went back and sat on the bulkhead and ate our candy. At 9:15, we walked down River Street and gathered with our ghost tour group. Our tour guide introduced himself as Nathan, and he gave us an introduction to our tour. Nathan had a wonderful ability to tell stories and was both knowledgeable and eager to share the stories and historical facts that he had learned over the years. The boys took some pictures as we toured Savannah, and Nathan told them that sometimes ghostly images appeared in pictures even though they did see them when they took the pictures. After ninety minutes of listening to stories and historical facts, the tour ended. We began walk and used the map to make our way back to the Denali. We arrived at the Denali and for once, I didn't have to tell the boys to get in and settle down. They loaded up as soon as I opened the doors. They were quiet all the way back to the Hotel. I pulled into the parking lot and we grabbed our purchases and went to our rooms. I unlocked the doors and everybody threw their stuff down and started preparing for bed. In a few minutes, the boys' room became extremely quiet. I walked over to the adjoining door and looked into the room. Everybody was settled in bed and their clothes were strung out around the room. I stepped back into my room, and closed the door slightly. I walked into my bathroom, stripped and stepped into the shower. I turned the shower on and adjusted the temperature so that the water was rather hot and producing some steam. I stood and enjoyed the pulsing of the shower head on my back and neck. After about twenty minutes, I turned the water off, stepped out of the shower, and dried off. I walked out of my room naked, turned off the lights, and got into my bed. I think that as soon as my head hit the pillows, I was asleep much like the boys. Tuesday morning arrived sooner than I wanted. I woke up and looked around the room and then, I looked at my phone. It was 7:15 and there were no sounds coming from the boys' room. I lay there stretching and relaxing. In about ten minutes, I decided to get up, and get dressed after taking my morning shower. I straightened up my bed and reclined against the headboard while I reviewed some of the other pamphlets that I had picked up around town. I got up and walked to the doorway around 8:00 and woke the boys up reminding them that they had to shower, get dressed, wear their green shirt, and eat breakfast before we could go to the parade which would start around 10:15. They looked at their clock, set up shower rotations, showered, and dressed. They were ready by 8:30. We walked down to the lobby and had a quick continental breakfast with orange juice. Myles looked at me and asked "If it starts at 10:15, why are we going so early?" I explained to him that this parade was a very big event and that there would be about 300,000 people lining the route and we had to secure ourselves a good spot. He was satisfied, and I saw that it also answered the same question for Rob. We loaded up and I drove towards downtown. It seems as though I was not the only person who had that idea. We looked for a parking place and finally, we found a parking garage that had some open spaces, but I had to pay fifteen dollars to park. I parked, and we got out and headed to a spot on the map that I had identified. We arrived and found that somebody had beaten us to it, so we looked around and found an area that was open. We set up our camp there. We spent our time talking, with me asking them questions about some of the stuff that we had seen yesterday, as well as, asking them questions about what they would like to do this afternoon. As we talked, Ryan turned the table on me and began to ask me questions about some of the things that we had seen around Savannah. After a while, I began to outline our plans for tomorrow. I told them that we would leave for Charleston in the afternoon, but we would spend the morning doing some more touring around Savannah. I explained to them that I would be talking to them about a book based in Savannah "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil" tonight, and we would try to visit some of the places mentioned in the book tomorrow. After spending a lot of time talking, and playing games on their phones, we began to hear people around us saying that the parade was getting close. We stepped out to the edge, so that people would not stand in front of us. This parade is the second largest St. Patrick's Day Parade in the United States, and it runs about three and a half hours. We counted somewhere in the neighborhood of twenty-eight bands, saw a large number of dignities and local officials in antique and modern cars, large groups of organizations representing various religious, civic, and Irish organizations. The participants were all dressed with some shade of green and some were wearing beads and other types of ornamentation. The boys became excited as some people in the parade threw beads, candy, and stuffed items to the crowds. We secured our share of beads. After the parade was finished we began to walk with the crowds to the Festival on River Street. It was hard to keep the boys together as people walked around and between us as we tried to get to the Festival. Finally, we made it to the Festival and it was extremely crowded. I told the boys to meet me at the tugboats in an hour and half. I reminded them that there would be some food for sale and they needed to eat something before we returned to the hotel. We met at the tugboats around three o'clock. I asked them if they had bought everything that they had said they would buy as souvenirs or memory items. They showed me their purchases and told me who would receive it. We made our way to the Denali as I did not want them on the Waterfront after dark. We got in and headed back to our hotel. We arrived at the Hotel and took all of our purchases to our room. I told the boys that we would relax in our rooms for about two hours then, we would go out for pizza. They kicked off their shoes, turned on the TV, crawled up on their beds and became very quiet. I could not believe how quiet it was over there, so I walked to the doorway and checked on them. They were spread across the beds and had fallen asleep. I had to smile as I too, felt like a nap would be a good thing. We were awakened when Jay woke up. He decided that he wanted company and therefore, he turned the TV volume up. Everybody woke up, some grumpy and rather angry at Jay, but they know how to deal with him. I told them to get ready to eat, so we walked down to the ground level and walked over to Pizza Hut which was close to the hotel. We walked in, were seated and gave our drink orders. Everybody ordered a soft drink. We looked over the menu and decided to get two large pizzas with a variety of toppings. We finished our pizzas. I paid our bill and then, we returned to our room. I told the boys that they could relax in their room for a while and then, I wanted to talk to them about the book that I had mentioned earlier. I gave them a quick overview of the story which I will condense even further in my report on this event. I shared the following information with the boys "The book is based on real-life events that occurred in the 1980s and depicts a wide range of eccentric personalities in and around the city of Savannah. The story centers on the killing of Danny Hansford, a local male prostitute by Jim Williams, a respected antiques dealer. This resulted in four murder trials, with the fourth ending in an acquittal after the judge finally agreed to move the case away from the Savannah jury pool. The book presents the killing as "self-defense", the result of a lovers' quarrel between Hansford and Williams, and not murder, pre-meditated or otherwise by Williams. The death occurred in Williams' home. The book highlights many other notable Savannah residents, as well, including The Lady Chablis, a transgender woman and local drag queen and entertainer." I researched Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil and made notes as to where some of the events took place on the trolley map. I talked to the boys about some of the locations as I shared the story with them. By the time I had finished, they were eager to read the book or see the movie. I reminded them of two facts. First, the authors often take some liberty in retelling the story and second, that there will be a difference between what was written in the book and what appears in the movie. Ryan asked if we could rent and watch it. I told them that they could see if it was available, and if so, I would rent it for them. They found it, and we watched it. After the movie ended, I had the boys go back to their room, gather their dirty clothes, bag them up, and start shower rotations. I picked up my phone and called Phil. I just needed to hear his voice. He answered on the second ring, and we talked for over thirty minutes. I hung up with a smile on my face and plans for Friday night formulating in my head. I began to pull my stuff together and then, I heard Jay say "Hand me the lube!" Ryan said "You aren't gonna do that in here with us are you?" Jay replied "Yep, in fact I think we all will as we have not done anything for relief since Saturday night." Ryan said "Jay, my dad is in the next room, and he will hear us." Jay said "Ryan, you worry too much, Pops told us to take care of this whenever we need to do it, and he said that we should not feel ashamed." Rob said "Ryan, Jay is right and frankly I need to squirt some juice or my balls are gonna pop." I smiled, as I listened to their conversation. After I had finished gathering my stuff, I checked on the boys, found that everybody had finished their showers and they were in bed. I closed the door slightly, stripped, and got in bed. I lay there and I could hear them in the next room. As I lay there, the thoughts of what they were doing brought up feelings that I knew I had to attend to that night as I too had not taken care of anything since Saturday night. I got out of bed and located some lotion in the bathroom. I returned to my bed and lay down. I poured some lotion in my hand and began to stroke my cock. I could hear the boys stroking and moaning which helped me get in the mood. After a while, I heard them began to reach their climaxes and then, it became quiet over there. I lay there and tried to reach mine, but for some reason I was having difficulty. I just stopped and tried to relax. I dozed off and then, I felt a hand on my stomach. I raised my head and found Myles. He said "Pops, I will help you, I brought the lube over." He poured some in his hand and then, he grabbed my cock and began to move up and down. I was shocked to say the least. I said "Myles, you shouldn't be doing this, and why are you doing this?" He said "Pops, I heard you slapping it, but I didn't hear you reach success." I got him stopped but then, he started moving his hands through my chest hair and pubes. I cleared my throat and he said "Pops, I just love to feel your hair, it is so soft." I said "Myles, please go back to your room and let me handle this situation by myself." He said "But Pops, I don't mind doing this and I want to help you cum." He grabbed my cock again and started jacking me off while he played with my balls. He soon had me rock hard. I grabbed his hand that was on my cock, but he gripped it and jerked downward hitting my balls. That movement began to set me off, and both he and I felt my cock twitch. He pulled my hand off of his and started jacking me. The feeling was strong and I had to devote my attention to it, so Myles had complete control of my cock. I felt the cum rising, and he aimed it toward my chest. The first burst hit my chin and the others began to coat my chest. He took his hand and started rubbing over my cock's cum coated head. It was so sensitive that I raised my legs and tried to push his hands off of my cock. He finally let go. He walked into my bathroom, got a warm cloth, and started cleaning me up. He finished, and I took the cloth from him and wiped myself off a little more. I said "Are you now satisfied?" He said "Yep, that was fun. I just wanted you to have some fun." He said "Good night Pops." He left, and pulled the door between the rooms almost closed. I lay there and relived that experience. I was embarrassed, but a man has needs and it really doesn't matter how he finds relief, or that is what I tried to tell myself. I rolled onto my side and I was soon asleep. I awoke the next morning to noise coming from the next room. It seems as though Rob and Jay were arguing about something. I started to get out of bed and go over there when I remembered that I was not wearing underwear. I got out of bed and was standing up when Jay and Rob came through the doorway. Jay whistled at me. I felt my face turn red. Rob started to turn around, but Jay told him that they were going to get something settled now and that was nothing that he hadn't seen before. You can always depend on Jay to put things in perspective. I walked over to my luggage, pulled out a pair of boxer briefs, and asked them "How can I help you?" They were arguing about our itinerary for the day. I said "Let's go next door and I will go over it with everybody so that we can get moving." I walked into the room and Myles made instant eye contact with me and gave me a sly smile. I felt my face begin to blush. I recovered and cleared up the plans for the day. I had them to lay out their clothes for the day, add their underwear to the dirty clothes bag, pack their purchases in their luggage if possible, close their luggage and place it by the door after they had their showers and were dressed for the day. I returned to my room, shaved, and took my morning shower. I dressed and pulled all of my stuff together and started taking it down to the Denali. I returned to the room, did a thorough check, stepped into the boys' room and got them on task. I ushered them down to the Denali with their belongings. We packed the Denali and then, I finalized our bill with the Hotel. I returned to the Denali, got in and headed to a restaurant for breakfast. We ate breakfast and then we returned to the parking garage in Savannah. We got out of the car and began our last walk around Savannah. I had the trolley map in hand and as we walked through Savannah, I pointed out some of the buildings mentioned in Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. The next place we visited was really for me and my love of trains. We walked over to what is referred to as the Roundhouse Railway Museum on the Trolley Map, but others know it as the Georgia State Railway Museum. We toured the facility, and I found it more than interesting. There were a number of exhibits in several of the outside buildings. This area houses historic railroad structures and includes a: partial roundhouse with an operating turntable, partial machine shop, tender frame shop, Blacksmith Shop, boiler house, storehouse and print shop, lumber and planning sheds, coach and paint shops, and a partial carpentry shop which also houses the Children's Museum on-site. There were some model train layouts which I enjoyed looking at, as well as some old railroad cars, and the oldest portable steam engine in the United States. Now, I enjoyed the other parts of Savannah, but this held a special interest for me and my love of trains. By this time, we were well into lunch time, so we walked back and located The Lady and Sons Restaurant. This place has three floors, and they are busy. We opted for the buffet which offered barbeque, fried chicken, greens, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese and cornbread among other Southern dishes. For dessert, we all chose peach cobbler which is one of our favorites. After we finished our luscious lunch we returned to the parking garage, got in the Denali, and headed to Charleston. I had figured that the drive would be about two hours, so we arrived in Charleston around three o'clock. We had to hunt a parking place, but finally one appeared and we parked. We began to walk down to the waterfront where we located several tour carriages. The boys were intrigued with the carriage and horses. Our tour guide was Seth,a young man working his way through college. He told us that he had grown up in Charleston, and he really loved to talk about the history and buildings of his hometown. He encouraged us to ask questions. The boys gave him their attention and as we traveled through the streets of Charleston, they asked thoughtful and appropriate questions. We returned to our starting point, disembarked, and since we had an idea of the area, we began to walk around Charleston. We headed to the waterfront and walked the stone pathway around the waterfront to the Waterfront Park where there are some beautiful fountains, a pier, several covered swings, benches, a splash fountain and a view of Fort Sumter. I could imagine that the splash fountain would be a great place for everybody during the summer, but since the weather was beginning to cool off, we did not stay there long. We walked out onto the pier and found several covered swings. We sat down and enjoyed the view of the harbor and the breeze. We noticed that there were several tour boats in the harbor and I promised the boys that we would take one tomorrow to see the city from the water. As we walked, we passed the Charleston Custom House which is an impressive building that took over 25 years to build because of the Civil War. The architecture is outstanding and, of course, we took pictures. I looked at my phone and noted that it was getting late. I told the boys that we needed to check in at our hotel and find a place for our evening meal. We returned to the Denali, and I set the GPS to the address of our hotel. We arrived, checked in, rode the elevator to our rooms, placed our stuff in our rooms, and met in my room to talk. I asked the boys to tell me what they saw while we were on the carriage tour. They mentioned several things that they wanted to see up close, so we planned on doing that the next day. We finished our talk and headed out to eat. We went down to an open air restaurant and ordered sweet tea, and a bowl of shrimp and grits and/or She-Crab Soup. We finished our meal and walked back to the hotel. We spent some time in my room talking and watching TV as we were tired of walking and looking. The boys went to their rooms around nine o'clock, and I called it a night soon afterwards. Thursday morning arrived, and we slept a little later than normal. I woke up around eight- thirty and woke them up as well. We all hurried through our morning routines and were soon ready to find a place to eat breakfast. We walked out and our noses led us to this little eatery. We were seated, given a menu which we examined carefully and then, we all ordered the same breakfast. Our breakfast was served and we enjoyed it. We left the eatery and walked down to the harbor tour ticket booths. We found out the times of the tours and made our reservations for two o'clock. We walked and explored some of the small shops in the area. I found several shirts that I just had to have, and I bought a couple for Phil as well. We headed on down the walkway until we came to the City Market. This proved to be an interesting place as the boys and I explored and looked at a variety of souvenirs, t-shirts, antiques, candies, foods, and crafts. After we had walked through the entire Market, we made our way back through it and purchased the items that we wanted to take home. We finished at the City Market and took our purchases back to our rooms. The boys begged for some rest time, so I told them we could rest for about an hour, but we couldn't take any longer as we had to be at the docks for our tour. We pulled ourselves together and headed to the tour boat. We boarded and found some great seats. The tour around the harbor was narrated however, there were some problems with the speakers and sometimes we only heard every other word. We were able to get closer views of Fort Sumter, the Aircraft Carrier USS Yorktown, Battery Point, the Cooper River Bridge, Castle Pinckney and other houses and points of interest along the waterfront. We took some beautiful pictures to share with our families. After we finished the tour, we started walking around Charleston and took pictures of some of the points of interest as well as, some of the examples of colonial architecture. We ended our tour at the Battery. As we walked back to the hotel, we took pictures of boats on the harbor and the houses on Rainbow Row. We made it back to hotel, rested, and decided on what we wanted for dinner. We returned to the open air restaurant that we had eaten at the previous night and we ordered different seafood dishes and shared them around the table. This was a great idea and enabled the boys to experience a variety of seafood dishes. We finished our dinner and walked back to the hotel along the waterfront. We entered my room and the boys headed through the connecting door to their room. In a few minutes they drifted back to my room naked. I looked at them and raised my eyebrows. Rob said, "Pops, we are tired of our clothes, and we just want to relax and be comfortable." I said "If that is what you want, then I am okay with it." Ryan took control of the TV and ordered a movie for us to watch. They lounged around the room. I was enjoying having my bed by myself until Myles decided to join me. He walked over, and lay down next to me. Ryan looked over and shook his head. Rob and Jay were too wrapped up in the movie to realize what was happening in the room. I looked around the room every so often and noted just how much the boys had grown and matured. It was interesting to see the size of their cocks, lush pubes, and varying sized balls. I watched Myles and enjoyed watching his cock twitch and his balls move around in his bag. The movie ended, and I encouraged them to go to their room. As they were moving through the doorway, Jay decided to pull on Rob's cock which initiated some boy on boy play. I allowed it for a while and then, I called it a night and directed them to get in bed. I stripped down to my underwear and crawled into my bed. I was soon asleep as the day's activities had worn me out. Friday morning arrived, and we slept a little later than normal. We woke up, did our morning rituals, packed, and were ready to leave by ten o'clock. I checked us out, and we headed to the Denali. We packed our luggage and purchases and then, we walked down to a small café and ordered a late breakfast. We returned to the Denali, loaded up, and began the journey home with Jay as my co-pilot. END of Chapter 37 - My Son and His Friends Wow, this has been an interesting chapter to write as I had to reference my pictures and information that I had received when I visited these two cities. I also have to thank Art for his review of the section related to the St. Patrick Parade in Savannah. There is a lot to see in both cities and far too much to try to pack into this story. If you have never visited these two cities, I would encourage you to put it on your list of things to do. There is so much to walk and see. The experiences are authentic, and the food is beyond delicious. Thank you for reading this story. I really enjoy your e-mails with your questions and comments. I respond to each one. If you don't believe me, send me an e-mail. Until Chapter 38, enjoy your Memorial Day and remember those who gave their all so that we could experience freedom and enjoy life as we see fit. Jay