Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2017 17:24:40 +0000 (UTC) From: Jay Carrington Subject: My Sons and Their Friends - Chapter 4 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 sons, their friends and a variety of other characters. The writing is very detailed and is a written representation of what the author saw as he was writing the story. 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 older adult males. 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Chapter 4 - My Sons and Their Friends - The Freshman Year I invited Justin into the house. As he entered, he said "What has he done this time?" I said "Let's go to the family room and talk with the boys." I led the way, and as we entered the room, he saw Jay with the ice bag up to his nose. He looked over at me and asked "What happened?" Before I could answer, Jay said "Ryan punched me for no reason." Ryan stood up and said "Jay, that's a lie and you know it. I told you the other day that if you made another comment about Myles that I would take action. You didn't listen, and you didn't take me serious. Do you understand that I was, and that I am serious now and forever more?" Justin turned to Ryan, and said "Tell me your version Ryan, and then, I want to hear from Jay." Ryan began his story of the encounter from the other day, and the one today. He told Justin that Jay was making crude remarks about Myles, and he had warned Jay and told him not to do it, but he did it anyway." Before Ryan could finish Jay interrupted, and said "He grabbed me by my balls the other day and threatened to tear them off. He hurt me, and he is lucky that we were at his house, or I would have smashed his face into the floor." Ryan glared back at Jay, and said "I told you bring it on. Somebody is going to have to teach you to control your mouth, and it might as well be me!" Jay tried to stand up, but Justin pushed him back down. Justin turned to me, and asked "What do you know about this?" I said "I heard some of the fuss the other day, but I don't know what was said leading up to the disagreement. I did hear Ryan bluntly tell Jay not to do it again, or suffer the consequences." He asked "What consequences?" Ryan said "I told him a knee to the balls and I would knock his teeth down his throat." Justin turned to Jay, looked him directly in the eye and said "Is that true?" Ryan glared at Jay, and Jay looked over at me. He finally said "Yes, he told me that, but he hurt my balls. He has to pay." Justin looked back to Ryan and said "Just for the record, what did he say about Myles?" Jay became very quiet and was staring at Ryan with a pleading look. I could tell that Ryan was upset, but he said "He refers to Myles as a T.B.B." Justin and I said in unison "a TBB, what is that?" Ryan said "A turkey baster baby." Justin turned around and asked Jay, "Did you say that?" Jay looked at me, at Ryan and after avoiding Justin's eyes for a few minutes; he looked at Justin and said "I did." Justin's face became red and tense. He said "Jay, you never cease to amaze me as to what comes out of your mouth. You will be punished for this, as that is a cruel thing to say about one of your friends, and especially when he and his family have been so good to you." Jay started to say something, but Justin cut him off. Justin said "I think that you have said enough, your next explanation will be to your Mother." Jay started pleading to not tell his Mom, but Justin said "If you can say it over here, you can tell your Mom. In fact, I want to see what she sets as your punishment." Justin turned to me and Ryan and said "Guys, I am so sorry that my son has disrespected Myles and your family with his comment. I do not condone his behavior, and his Mother and I will punish him appropriately." Ryan said "Mr. Justin, we have grown up together, and I don't know why Jay has to be so mean." Justin looked at me and said "Doug, if you don't want to take him to and from school, I understand and will respect your decision." I said "I will continue to take him like I always have, but I want him to understand that such comments will not be allowed and his behavior must be without reproach." Justin said "Doug, you are a better man than me, because I am his father, and I think I really want some distance from him." Jay said "So when are you going to say something to Ryan about grabbing my balls?" Justin looked at Jay and said "Why did he have access to your balls?" Ryan took a deep breath, and Jay looked away. Finally, Jay said "We were swimming naked in the pool, and when we got out he grabbed my balls, squeezed them and threatened me." Justin looked between the boys, and then, to me. He shook his head said "I thought by now that you two would understand how tender and important your balls are. I know that at your age you play around, but there is a difference in playing and seriously hurting someone. Jay, just for the record, that is one piece of information that you better not tell your Mom, or there will be hell to pay and I don't think you can talk yourself out of that one." "But, Dad, Ryan grabbed them and squeezed them, and now he gets by with it. Not fair, not fair at all." "Don't Dad me, you should not have run your mouth. I don't agree with what he did, but that is Doug's issue, not mine. You are mine, and I will deal with you. Do you understand?" Jay looked around the room and tried to avoid Justin's eyes. Justin said "Jay, I asked you a question, and you better look at me when you answer." Jay turned to Justin and said "Yes sir." Justin told Jay to get up as they were going home, and they would continue this discussion once they got there. They left, and we sat down on the sofa. I talked to Ryan about the dangers of grabbing someone's balls. I told him that I did not appreciate Jay's comments and found them inappropriate and hurtful. He said "I know Dad, and that is why I had to get him to stop." I continued to talk to Ryan and said "I don't want this to get back to Myles as it would not help him, and he would be deeply hurt by it." Ryan said that he understood. I asked him if he thought that he and Jay could get past this. He said "Dad, I will give it a try, but I am not going to put up with his crap." I just shook my head. Phil walked into the house, came in the family room and sat down. He looked at Ryan and me and asked, "Why are you two so serious?" I told him what had happened. He said "Doug, that boy has a mouth on him, and he has no conscious. I have told you before that his mouth was going to find him a fight, and I am proud of Ryan for standing up to him and for Myles. That is what brothers do." Phil looked over at me and said "You've had enough excitement for the day, let's go out to eat." He didn't have to sell that idea to me. I was all over it with one exception. I said "Sounds great to me, but I am not making any decisions tonight." Ryan jumped in and said "I'll make the decision! I want to go to the diner for a hamburger and fries." I had to agree that it sounded like a winner to me, so Phil drove us to the diner and we ordered our hamburgers, fries and Cokes. We sat in a booth with me and Ryan on one side and Phil on the other. We had a great time joking and kidding around. Ryan got a few more Brandon stories out of Phil, and it just verified my belief that Phil could be the devil when he wanted to be. We finished, and Ryan asked if we could just ride around as he didn't want to go home right then. Phil looked at me and I said "Why not?" We rode through a few new car lots, and by one of the local parks. We got out and looked at several of the new cars and trucks even though we definitely are not in need of a new vehicle. Phil said "This brings back so many wonderful memories of being with my Dad. He used to take the family after supper some nights and we would go look at the new cars. We really enjoyed it when the new models went on display. Those were good times, makes me miss my Dad even more." On our way home, my phone rang, and it was Mom. She was calling to see how we were doing since we hadn't called her. I made a face, and Ryan snickered as he could hear some of what she was saying. She asked about Myles, and I gave her the latest news. She said that he had been on her mind, and that, she had asked that he be added to the prayer list at Church. I was shocked, because she had been so concerned as to what people would say, but evidently she was over that. She asked what would be a good thing to buy him. I told her that he was staying home and that, he was doing some games and such on his iPad, so I suggested an iTunes card. She said she would take care of that and send it to me at my house. She asked about Ryan, and I handed the phone to him so he could tell her rather than me interpreting. He finished and handed the phone back to me. She talked about a few things happening around town, at the church and she told me that she had talked to Randy's Mom, and that, he was coming home for Thanksgiving. (Hint, Hint) I told her that was nice, but at this time, I didn't know what our plans for Thanksgiving would be. She took a deep breath, and said "I understand that so much depends on how Myles is doing. I totally understand and agree with you, but it would be nice to see you." Under normal circumstances, I would have said "Well come and visit us for Thanksgiving," but I just couldn't, at least not at that moment. We talked, until we were pulling into the driveway. I hung up, and we walked into the house, gathered our stuff for school, placed it on the dining room table, drank some water, and headed to our bedrooms. Phil and I walked down the hallway, and as we reached our bedroom, Phil leaned over, and said "I do believe that you have a promise to keep." I smiled as I knew he was going to bring it up. We walked on into the bedroom, and decided to take a quick shower as we were a little sweaty and sweaty leads to stinky. We showered, toweled off, and walked back to the bed. Phil was standing by the bed. I looked over, stepped his way, and pushed him onto the bed. I jumped on him, and we wrestled around. I do love this man. He is strong, yet gentle. I announced that I was going to do a Ryan move, and grabbed his balls. He became quiet and still. I asked "Do you love your balls?" He said that he did, I swatted them lightly, and he cringed. I leaned down and kissed them to make them feel better. He giggled. I moved down over him so that my head was over his crotch and my crotch was over his head. I leaned down and took his cock into my mouth and began to lick, and suck on it. He reached up, pulled my cock back to him, and began to tongue and suck it. I played with his balls and he played with mine. We then fell over on our sides and continued 69ing. I knew that I was leaking a lot of pre-cum and I knew that he was too, so it was no surprise when I felt his cock begin to thicken and pulsate. He shot about four good shots and a few little ones of cum in my mouth. I swallowed and cleaned him up. In a few short minutes, I did the same for him. I moved up so that my head was on the pillows like his. We kissed, and I placed my head on his right pec. In a few minutes, I was lulled off to sleep and so was he. Monday morning arrived, and we did our usual routines. We had just finished breakfast when Rob and Jay arrived. Rob was his normal self, but Jay was very quiet, and would not make eye contact with me. He avoided Ryan totally; hanging close to Rob. I ushered everyone to the garage, and we loaded up and headed to school. I parked and everyone got out and went to their areas. I checked the office quickly and headed to my classroom. The students entered, and I had an exceptional day. The day ended, and I waited for the boys. Rob and Ryan were the first to enter the classroom after school. I asked about Jay, and they said that they had not seen him that afternoon. I sat down at my desk and began to plan the agenda for the departmental meeting. I had just finished it when Jay entered the classroom. He looked in my direction, turned and walked back into the hallway. I told Ryan and Rob that it was time to go. We walked out to the Denali, and everyone took their seat. I drove home, and as we pulled into the garage, I told Rob and Ryan to go on in the house. They got out and went into the house leaving me and Jay. I turned around and looked at Jay, he finally looked at me. I know Jay about as well as I know Ryan, and I could tell that he was about to have an emotional moment. I said "Jay, I am ready and willing to listen whenever you're ready to talk." He looked away, sniffled and returned his eye contact to me. He began with "Pops, I don't know what to say, because some of it makes me sound like a little kid. I am not a little kid but ohhhhhhhhh; I don't know how to say this." I said "Jay, just let it out, and we will sort it together, we have done that before, and we can do this today." It was beginning to get a little warm sitting in the Denali, so I cranked it and turned on the air conditioning. Jay said "Thanks." I said "Well, I thought about doing the heat torture, but I didn't." He smiled and said "Why not? Everyone else would do it." I said "But Jay, I'm not everyone." He cleared his throat, wiped his eyes, and then started, "Pops, do you remember that when you guys moved into this house, that it was mostly me and Ryan?" I nodded my head. He continued "Well, then Rob and Myles entered the group, and we all got along. Even though I had a family over there, I also felt like I had a family here. You and Ryan made me feel loved and accepted even when I did stupid stuff, but things have changed, and I don't feel that we are close any longer. I am happy for Myles that he has you as his real Dad. I know that means an awful lot to him, but I feel cheated because he is an official member of the family, and I think I have been replaced." I sat and listened because he definitely needed to get this out and on the table for discussion. I nodded my head to let him know that I was listening and had heard him then, I said "Continue." He stated "Ryan is all about Myles and totally ignores me, and we were the best of friends for so long, but not now. He has put me on the sidelines, and it hurts." At this point, the tears began to fall from his eyes, and he attempted to wipe them away. "I hate that I am getting emotional, but this hurts. I know Myles is sick, and I know how serious it is, but he has taken away something that I loved and treasured. Well, that is about all I can say right now because I just can't put everything into words, and I feel like a hateful, spoiled baby, but I'm not." I let him settle and regain some of his decorum. I looked at Jay, and I began "Jay, you are absolutely right. You and Ryan were inseparable when we first moved into this house. It was actually you that helped me make the decision to buy this house, because you and Ryan seemed to enjoy being with each other. That has not changed. Honestly, I have had moments when you have tried both my patience and my resolve. We've dealt with many issues involving the other guys, Shane, a girl whose name I won't mention and some of your behaviors." He looked at me and nodded his head. I continued "I have loved you, and I still love you. I don't put my guys out to pasture and forget them. I am available to you, and I will listen to what you have to say, but you have evidently forgotten that. You took this battle on yourself and made mountains out of grains of sand." He was starting to argue with me, but I motioned for him to wait. I said "Jay, I am thrilled beyond words to have Myles as my son. That was an answer to a prayer of over twenty years. I wanted more children, but it didn't happen. I had given up on that dream and had basically adopted you, Rob and Myles and later Shane, Matt and Jared. My heart is big enough to care for all of you, but I have to focus on Ryan and Myles because they are my children. They love you, but your actions lately have been unusual and cruel. I was offended by what you called Myles. He is my biological son, and I don't care how he got here, I love him, and will do everything I can to protect him. Ryan feels the same way. I can tell you that I have not heard Ryan say that he was giving you up. I have heard him say that he does not understand your actions and comments, so Jay, you have acted in such a way and you are the one that has put distance between you guys." Jay's phone rang, he looked at it and said "It's Mom, I was supposed to go straight home." He answered, and I heard her asking him where was he, and did he remember the directions she had given him?" He told her that he was talking to me, and that, he would come home in a few minutes. I motioned for him to hand me the phone, and he told her that I wanted to talk to her. I said "Meredith, I asked Jay to stay behind because we needed to talk. He has been a gentleman, we are talking, and I still love him." I looked at Jay when I said that, and his eyes watered up. I handed the phone back to him, and he put it in his pocket. After a few minute of quiet, I said "Jay, I believe that you have been honest with what you have said, but I think there might be some more that you need to say to me. I know that your Mom is expecting you, and you need to go, but I want you to think on this and we will talk some more tomorrow, if you want. The decision will be yours, remember, I am available to you." He nodded his head, opened the door, grabbed his stuff and got out. I got out at the same time, and we were standing facing each other. I reached over, pulled him to me and hugged him. He started shaking, and I could feel the tears soaking my shirt. I allowed him to calm down, and then, I held him at arm's length and said "I still love you; I don't love your bad behavior. Got that?" He wiped his eyes and face, looked me in the eye and said "Yes sir." He proceeded to his house while I walked in mine, and put my stuff in my office. Ryan and Rob wanted to know what happened to Jay. I told them that he had to go home, and they returned to working on their homework without further comment. I decided to have chicken salad for dinner, so I pulled some chicken out of the refrigerator, rinsed it, placed it in a large pot, added water, two onions, three stalks of celery, some salt and pepper, and started it cooking. I cut up some more celery, and an apple into small pieces. I pulled several leaves off the head of lettuce, and started three eggs boiling. I looked in the pantry and located two cans of whole green beans. I opened them, poured them in a pot, added a little bacon grease, and placed them on the stove top to be cooked later. The chicken was ready, so I took it out of the water, let it cool and began to shred it. After I had the chicken shredded, I added the chopped celery, apple, eggs, and some salad dressing (Miracle Whip). I mixed it up and set it in the refrigerator to chill. I placed the lettuce leaves on our dinner plates, and then I pulled some of the French bread from the bread box, buttered it and had it ready to go in the oven. I looked at the clock and noted that I had about forty minutes before Phil would be home. I went down to my office and worked there for about thirty minutes, then, I returned to the kitchen. I started the beans cooking, and when they were almost ready I sprinkled some garlic powder on the buttered bread and put it in the oven. I opened the freezer and located a bag of pecan pieces. I emptied some out and sprinkled them over the chicken salad. Phil entered and was heading for a shower, but I got him to eat first. I spooned the salad onto the lettuce leaves; put the green beans in a bowl, and the bread on a platter. I called Ryan to the table, and Rob left for his house. We ate and talked. Phil asked about Myles, and I told him that I had talked to Michelle earlier in the afternoon. She relayed that he had a good day, but was dreading his hospital visit tomorrow. Ryan wanted to know why. I told him that they were going to do some blood work to gauge how the treatments were working. Ryan shuddered and said "I don't blame him. I am not volunteering for needles or blood work." I suggested that we walk down and visit with Myles after we finished eating. Everyone agreed. Ryan rang the doorbell and opened the front door. We entered and Myles was laying in the floor watching a movie on TV. He turned as we walked in and beamed. Michelle joined us, and we all talked about things in general. We avoided any talk related to cancer and Myles' illness. We sat and talked until nine thirty, and we would have liked to stay longer, but Tuesday was a school day, and we have to have our rest. We left and walked home. We entered the house and went to our bedrooms. We undressed, attended to personal needs, and went to bed. We lay there and talked until we started falling asleep. We stopped our conversation and evidently fell asleep. I know that Tuesday morning arrived earlier than I wanted, but I got up and started the day. We finished eating, and the boys arrived. Jay seemed to be more like himself than the previous day, but he still was not very talkative. We made the trip to school and started our day at school in the usual way. My classes ran smoothly and soon, the day was over and we were headed home. I had just driven into the driveway when Christine pulled in behind me and wanted Rob to go with her. He got out, and they left for places unknown leaving Jay and Ryan with me. We walked into the house, and they headed to the dining room. Ryan went to his room for some reason, and Jay approached me. He said "Pops, I am going to try to talk to Ryan, I am going to be honest with him like I was with you yesterday. I hope he listens, and we can get this straightened out. I don't hate Myles. I just want things back like they used to be." I busied myself in my office for about an hour which gave them the opportunity to talk privately at the dining room table. After I finished my work, I walked back to the kitchen and glanced in the dining room. They were hard at work and were communicating like they had in previous study sessions. They seemed to have accomplished a lot, and were unaware that time had quickly passed until Phil came home. Jay looked at the clock and panicked. He said "Mom is going to kill me. I was supposed to be home an hour ago." I asked if I need to call her, and he said "No sir, I need to deal with this myself, but thanks for the offer." He left, and I pulled a frozen entrée out of the freezer and micro-waved it. Yes, I cheated, but I had other things that I wanted to do. After we had eaten, I called to check on Myles. Michelle told me that he had handled the visit with flying colors, and we would know more about the blood work tomorrow. I pulled Ryan into the family room and had him lay with me on the sofa while Phil worked on his plans at the dining room table. Ryan and I watched a wildlife program, and talked. He told me about his conversation with Jay, and said, they had agreed to try to patch things up. He said "Dad, I made sure that he knows how I feel about Myles, and he knows that I still accept him as my best friend and will, as long as he respects my family." I was pleased with this report, and told him so. Phil joined us in about an hour, and we all enjoyed some guy time. Wednesday and Thursday ran smoothly with nothing out of the ordinary. Friday was a different story. We arrived at home after school to find that Shane was home from college. Jay was a little leery of his visit, but went on home. Rob and Ryan went into the house and changed into their swimsuits. In about an hour, Jay and Shane came over to visit. Jay joined the guys in the pool while Shane sat in the kitchen and talked to me, as I prepared a quick supper. He talked about his classes, college life, and told me that he was going to be a tutor for several students in science. I told him that tutoring was a good way to earn some money. He said "I think one of the boys is from here, but I haven't met him yet." I didn't think anything of it, so I continued preparing supper. Phil arrived; he stood and talked with Shane, until he excused himself for a shower. After Phil left, Shane looked at me and asked "Is the sex still good with him, or are you ready to give me another try?" I smiled, and said "Sex with Phil gets better and better. I hope that you can experience that one day soon." He said "Pops, I'm happy with Alisha, but her moods and drama are making me seriously consider some man on man, just to be able to get my rocks off." I cautioned him about playing safe, and he told me that he would. He finished talking to me, told Jay it was time to go home, and they left. Rob and Ryan got out of the pool, dried off and changed back into their school clothes. Rob grabbed his school stuff and headed home while Ryan went to his room. I finished preparing the evening meal. I called everyone to come eat. We gathered around the counter for a meal of BBQ sandwiches, Cole slaw, fries, boiled ears of corn, and sweet tea. After we had finished eating Ryan asked for permission to spend the night with Myles. I gave my approval after gaining the okay, and an update on Myles, from Michelle. He grabbed his overnight bag and walked down to Myles' house. Phil and I cleaned the kitchen and settled in the Family Room. He looked over at me and said "Doug, things are going to change around here sooner than you want, because Ryan and the gang are going to start dating and going out on their own which will leave us looking at one another. Now, I don't mind really looking at you, or playing with you, but we need to start going out and blending with adults." I looked his way, and said, "I know, and that scares me. Remember, I said at the farm that I didn't know if we would be able to go back after this past year because the boys were growing up and would have jobs and other social ties." He responded "Yes, you did make that statement, but what about us? What are we going to do? Who are we going to socialize with?" I just looked at him. I didn't have an answer. I could suggest some of my co-workers, but that would mean the conversations would turn to work, and I have enough of that at work. I asked him what did he have in mind, and he said "Doug, we can start by going to movies by ourselves, maybe even going to a bar for one or two drinks, or joining some interest clubs in the area." I know I did something with my eyebrows, because I got this strange look from him. He said "What did you have planned for us tonight?" I said "I really didn't have plans." He said "Playing?" I said "Not necessarily." He said "I hate to say it because you will take it the wrong way, but we need to spice things up. We are getting to set in our ways. I love you, and you know that, but I don't want to be glued to your side all the time." I feigned hurt, but I really did understand what he meant, so I said "So what do you want to do tonight?" He rubbed his chin and said "I think we can do a movie by ourselves tonight, make some plans for tomorrow night, but I really want us to plan a trip to Florida and go to one of the nudist resorts." I almost fell out of the sofa. He laughed at me, and said "Or we could go to the one outside of Atlanta." I said "Let's go to the movie, and we will talk about the other stuff later." I changed shirts, and we went to the theater. As we entered we ran into a couple that Phil knew from one of the nurseries. They asked us to join them, so we sat together, and while waiting for the movie to start, enjoyed getting to know one another. They were in between mine and Phil's ages which allowed us to have some of the same life experiences, and a good array of conversational topics. She was a former teacher who had left the profession due to all of the bureaucratic directives. As we talked, I began to feel comfortable, so I agreed to go to dinner with them tomorrow night. Phil turned to me and smiled. The movie began, and we focused our attention on the screen. Phil let his hand fall over into my lap, and held my hand. It felt strange to be out in public and be holding hands, but that's what Phil wanted, and that is what Phil got. We left the theater after the movie ended, bid the other couple a good night and headed to the Steak n' Shake for a milkshake. We ordered our shakes and sat down at a table. We began to talk about the other couple and our plans for Saturday night. As we talked, I noticed an elderly couple watching us. I tried to warn Phil, but he didn't take to it too lightly. He looked their way, waved, and then, leaned over and kissed me. They immediately got up and left. I was mortified, but he thought it was funny. I was rather pissed because in my career, I have to be so careful about my life and activities after all this is the Bible Belt and that type of activity is frowned upon. Phil apologized and tried to make it up to me, but I was still hot. We left, went home and went to the bedroom. I walked over to the dresser and began to take off my jewelry. Phil stepped behind me and started taking off my clothes. He loosened my belt, unbuttoned my shorts, slid them down my legs, and then, pushed my boxer briefs down. He turned me around and took my shirt off. He kissed my neck and gently held my cock and balls. He gradually fell to his knees, and when he was down on his knees, he looked up at me and took my cock into his mouth. He began to work me, and my cock began to respond. I wanted to go lay down, but he wouldn't let me. He continued to suck my cock, play with my balls, my taint and teased my hole. As he was sucking me, he began to take off his clothes and soon he was naked too. He took some of his pre-cum and rubbed it in and around my hole. I enjoyed him rubbing my prostate. He turned me around, and I gripped the edge of the dresser and looked in the mirror. I saw him stand up, bend me over a little more, step up behind me, and I watched my face as he entered me. He slid in and out, and as he did, he let his hands move over my chest and played with my nipples. I could not believe how my face showed the pleasure that he was giving me. As he continued to massage my prostate, he pushed my legs apart which lowered my body somewhat. He leaned over on me and began to pound my hole. He grabbed my cock and began to masturbate me at the same speed that he was pounding me. My mind locked into the control that he had on me, and I began to feel my cum rising. I tried to look in the mirror, but I had to close my eyes. I felt the first spurt come out and heard it splat on the mirror followed by five others. Phil's hand was coated in my cum. He wiped it on my chest, and then he returned to pounding me. In a few minutes, I felt him change his rhythm and in a few moments, he pushed into me and I felt his warm cum fill my insides. He leaned over and bit my earlobe and swiped his tongue up and down my neck. Finally, he began to regain his stance and pulled out of me. I really hated to disconnect from him, but my legs were beginning to cramp. He turned me around, grabbed my cock again and kissed me deeply. He then broke the kiss and still holding my cock, led me to the shower where he proceeded to wash my hair and my body with special attention to my hole, my cock and balls, and my pubes. He finished with me, and did a quick shower himself, we stepped out of the shower, and he dried both of us. He led me into the bedroom and guided me into the bed. He got in, turned to me and asked "Did I make up for embarrassing you tonight?" I looked him in the eye and said "No, but you are on the right path." He kissed me and rolled back onto his back and in a few minutes he was asleep. I lay there, felt myself relax, and I too, fell asleep. Saturday morning found me and Phil at the house by ourselves, so we took a quick shower, dressed and went out for breakfast. While we were out, we tended to some nursery business, went to the mall for me to buy a few new slacks, and finally to the grocery store for food. We returned to the house and stored our purchases. I called Michelle to check on the boys, and she reported that they were still asleep. She told me that Ryan wanted to spend the night again, and she thought that it would be good for Myles. I agreed, and she told me that she would take them out for dinner that night, and Ryan would come home after he woke up, dressed and had eaten on Sunday morning. I told her that it sounded like a plan. In the meantime, Phil had walked out back and started cleaning the pool. I walked out and helped him with the pool deck. I finished my task and returned to the kitchen to fix us some sandwiches. We had a quick and satisfying lunch. After we had eaten and cleared the counter, Phil wanted to visit the development, so we got in his truck, and he drove there. We got out at several sites and reviewed the various crew's work. He took me to that special section that he had reserved and bought. He drew the shape of the plot and asked me to show him what I would put on it. I thought that was rather strange, and I decided to be a little outlandish. I placed a house, a pool, a guest house, and landscaped themed gardens in the center but allowed the outer edges to remain natural and thick with native trees and shrubs. He took a picture of my layout with his camera, and told me that we need to go home, so that we could get ready to go out to dinner with our new friends. We arrived at the house, and Shane met us in the driveway. He wanted to know our plans, and we told him that we were going out with some friends. He said "That's cool, but I was thinking that we could all get together for a while tonight while I'm in town." I told him that I would text him if we felt we had time. He agreed, turned and went back to his house. Phil asked me what was that all about, and I said "I think he and his girlfriend are having problems, and he is lonely." Phil said "He probably wants to get away from Jay." I laughed. We walked into the house, ate a quick snack and made our way to the bedroom to get ready. We wore cargo shorts with leather belts, polos, and deck shoes with liners. We used different colognes and looked ourselves over, before we left the bedroom. I drove to the Olive Garden because we as a group had decided on an Italian meal and knew that Olive Garden had reasonable prices. We were the first to arrive, so we checked in for a booth for four. Five minutes later, Jeremy and Joanna arrived. We sat outside until our pager alerted us that our table was ready. We checked in, and were lead to our table. We were seated and our waiter was 'Johnny on the spot'. He took our drink orders, and asked about an appetizer. Phil ordered fried mozzarella and an order of stuffed mushrooms. We told the waiter that we would munch on the appetizers, and then, order our meal a little later. He returned shortly with our drinks, and a few minutes later, our appetizers. After we had finished the appetizers, he returned and asked if we were ready to order. We were and we were quick about ordering as we knew what we wanted when we walked in the door. We placed our orders. Joanna was a sixth grade teacher, but gave it up because teaching was becoming a paperwork nightmare and it was taking too much valuable teaching time. She quit, and joined Jeremy at the nursery. She told of horror stories at school, and I could feel for her as I am about there, too. Jeremy and Phil began to talk about the nursery and its growth. We had a refill on our drinks and our waiter told us that he was on his way to pick up our food, so we began to clear the table. He was true to his word, and in about three minutes he was standing at our table placing our food in front of us with the usual warning, "The plates are hot." The food and company were great. We finished our meal and both couples covered their bill, plus a nice tip for the waiter. We walked out, stood on the sidewalk, finished our conversations, and said our good-nights. As we approached the Denali, Phil suggested that since we didn't have Ryan at home, we should go to a movie. I agreed, ( I know, two movies in two nights), so we drove over to the theater at the mall. We made our decision after a little disagreement, bought our tickets, went in and sat down. We talked for a few minutes about how much we had enjoyed going out and having an adult conversation. The lights dimmed and the advertisements began, followed shortly by the movie. I was really enjoying the movie, but could see from my peripheral vision that Phil was antsy. In a few minutes, he grabbed my hand and put it in his lap. I started to jerk it away, but he grabbed it and whispered "Feel me up, I am sooooo horny." I could not believe that he was doing that, but I massaged his hard-on for a while, then he unzipped his zipper and pushed my hand into his shorts. I encountered a very wet pair of underwear. I thumped his cock, pulled my hand out, and told him "Later." He said "Promises, Promises." I shot him a look, but I don't think he got it. He settled down, and we finished watching the movie. We walked out, and started on our way home. I drove to a dark secluded section of the parking lot and said to Phil "Strip!" He looked at me like I was crazy. I said "I am serious." He hesitated, but pulled his shirt over his head and slid his shorts and underwear down. He was naked except for his shoes. I asked for his clothes and threw them into the back. I put the Denali in gear, and we began to move. Phil was a little unsure of what I was doing as I turned out onto one of the busy streets. He leaned down to try to cover himself, but I popped his leg with hand and said "Oh no, you are going to be on full display for me all the way home. You want something, well, you have to give something." He leaned back and as he did so, his wilted cock began to stand up. I took my right hand off the steering wheel and began to play with his cock and balls while keeping an eye on the road. My hand did get a lot of pre-cum on it because he definitely was leaking a lot. I spread some of it on his cock and used it as lube. I began to give him a hand job, and when he was really, really hard, I focused on his cock's head. He began to squirm, and he tried to make me return to jacking him off, but I wouldn't. I turned onto our street, and in a few minutes into the driveway. I looked over and saw that Shane was home. I drove on into the garage, and let the door down. Phil got out, collected his clothes, and went into the house. In the kitchen, he grabbed a paper towel and cleaned himself up. He said "If you consider that taking care of me, you need to think again. I expect more." I smiled, sat down on the sofa, located the remote and turned on the stereo to some soft rock. He walked over, lay down on the sofa, placed his head in my lap, and my hand on his junk. I avoided his cock, and let my hand roam through his pubes, and I played with his balls and taint. He began to get hard again, and I looked down to see that he was developing dewdrops of pre-cum in his slit. He saw what I was looking for, took one his fingers, swiped the dewdrop with it and fed me. We did this for a while, and I was beginning to think it might be time to take this into the bedroom, when the front doorbell rang. Phil jumped up, grabbed his shorts and put them on without underwear or a shirt. I got up, walked to the door, opened it and there stood Justin and Shane. I invited them in, and Phil greeted them. Justin glanced around the room and saw Phil's underwear and asked "Are we interrupting something?" Phil said "Well, yeah." Justin replied "Good, cause we need to talk." End of Chapter 4 - My Sons and Their Friends Well maybe a few of your questions were answered but now the question is going to be "Why are Justin and Shane visiting, and what do they want to talk about?" Jay? Playing around? Planning a retreat? I have, as always, enjoyed reading your comments and thoughts. Keep them coming! Jay