Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2017 14:33:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 6 - My Sons and Their Friends

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Chapter 5 - My Sons and Their Friends - The Freshman Year

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We had a great meal at the Mexican Restaurant.  Phil was reasonable in what
he ordered, but Ryan ordered a Burrito Supremo, so all I am going to say is
that, I am glad that I am not sleeping with him.  We left the restaurant
went back home, because tomorrow was Monday, and we had to go to work
and/or school.

We entered the house and headed to our bedrooms as we were tired, and ready
for bed.  I walked into the bedroom and Phil was already stripping down to
nothing.  I looked at him and chuckled.  "What?" he asked.  "Nothing."  I
responded.  "No, you are laughing about something, what is it?" he asked.
I said "Okay, to be honest, you and your various shades of farmer's tans
make for an interesting sight."  He walked over and looked at himself in
the mirror. "Dang, you're absolutely right, this looks bad.  I guess I will
have to go to a tanning booth because the days of summer are past."  I
walked over to him, grabbed his cock and began to play with it. I kissed
him and backed him up to the bed.  After I had him against the bed, I
pushed him down onto the bed and crawled on top of him, kissing him deeply,
and softly biting his nipples while continuing to play with his cock and
balls.  He began to moan and try to pull my shirt over my head, but I let
go of his cock and grabbed his hands and held them against the mattress and
over his head.  His pits were exposed.  I moved up, sat on his chest and
used my knees to hold his pits open while I held his hands over his head.
I really wished that I could call for some help, or that I had some
restraints tied to the bed, because I would enjoy playing with Phil right
now.  I looked behind me and his cock was standing proud and tall and was
leaking some pre-cum.  We wrestled for a few minutes, and he moved in such
a manner that I lost my control, and he was on top of me.  He brought his
leaking cock to my lips and coated them with his pre-cum which is a treat
to me, because it is so sweet.  He grabbed my shirt tail and pulled it over
my head so that my chest was bare. He then moved down and began to coat my
chest and chest hair with his pre-cum.  I was hard, and he knew that, so he
sat down on my shorts-covered cock and began to slide up and down.  It was
torture for me, and he knew it.  He reached back, unbuttoned and unzipped
my shorts, then, he slipped over to the side and pulled them down and off.
I was now as naked, as he was.  He thumped my cock with his thumb and index
finger flinging pre-cum all over me and the bed spread.  I was able to
maneuver him under me, and once again, I was in the position of being the
power top.  I pushed his legs up so that his knees were at his ears.  I
brought my leaking cock to his hole, lubed it with some of my pre-cum and
gradually entered him.  He grimaced, but took it like a man.  I worked him
slow and easy bringing him to the edge and stopping.  I did this several
times.  His cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum, and he was begging
me to bring him to climax.  I leaned down and kissed him while pounding him
with my hard cock.  The pounding brought out the beast in me, and I pushed
into him and began to unload.  He looked at me and began to shoot his cum
over his chest and face.  I fell on top of him and nuzzled his neck.  He
finally spoke, and said, "Doug, that was powerful, my insides have never
felt like that."  I said "I told you that I wanted you tonight."  We lay
like that for a while before we separated and cleaned ourselves up in the
bathroom.  We returned to the bed, turned off the lamps, and went to sleep.

The next week was busy for us with school, work, running errands for the
house and doing house and yard work.  I called Dad on Monday and talked to
him.  He told me that the trip to Biloxi was news to him, but that he would
keep an ear open to see what he could find out.  As we talked, I thought I
picked up something different in his voice, but never had the opportunity
to move the subject to that question.  He wanted to know how the
development was coming along, how the boys were doing both with their
school work and in general, and he was really interested in Myles' medical
condition.  He talked to the point that I forgot to ask if there was
anything going on that I should be concerned about before we ended the
phone call.  The week at school for me was a good week, my students were
attentive and participated in the planned activities and to top things off,
they proved that they had been listening in that no one made lower than an
80 on the chapter test.  I worked with Myles and introduced him to some
topics in science, and then, let Ryan and the others work with him to
better understand it and to do the assignments.  The sights and sounds
around the dining room table looked like days from the past.  There was
laughter, arguing, betting, questioning, and quiet, and it just felt so
right.  I decided earlier in the week that I would not have elaborate meals
this week.  I decided to keep things simple and focused on some boxed
meals, rather than making them from scratch.  I thought they tasted pretty
good, but Phil and Ryan thought differently.

On Saturday afternoon, Justin came over to talk after Ryan had gone to his
house to work with Jay on a school project.  Phil had just come home from
the development, so he excused himself to take a shower and dress casually.
Justin and I sat in the family room and talked about the boys and in
particular Myles.  He asked me had I noticed a difference in Jay.  I had to
reflect on the past several days, I remember that he had been quieter and
almost in a thoughtful trance at times.  I asked Justin why he had asked me
that, and he said "Doug, Myles' illness has had a profound effect on Jay.
He talks about what he saw happening to Myles at the hospital, he says that
really scared him because he didn't know what to do.  He has started doing
some research on cancer as a disease, its symptoms, its treatments and its
side effects.  He told me the other night that he is now thinking about
becoming some type of cancer fighter.  I don't know whether that means a
doctor, a specialist, at technician, or what, but he is focused on having a
career which helps people suffering from cancer.  I told him that he needed
to stay focused on his studies, have no disciplinary write-ups, and that he
would need to apply for some scholarships."  I said "Justin, he had a rough
time watching the events unfold that afternoon, and I told him to go sit in
the waiting room.  He has since rebounded, and has been right there for
Myles.  This could be a good thing for him."  "Jay said that Ryan jumped in
and helped during one of Myles' roughest moments, and that he, himself, had
to step back.  He told me that his actions and lack of action bothered him,
so he has now decided that he will now confront the issue and tackle it."
About that time, Phil joined us, and the conversation shifted to the Nude
Dude Weekend.

Justin texted Shane that we were assembled and were ready to chat.  In the
meantime, I made the connections from my laptop to the large screen TV in
the family room.  I clicked on one of my programs, and we began a Skype
session with Shane.  This was the first time that I had seen Shane's dorm
room and well, it was a typical guy's room, clothes were everywhere, the
beds were not made, and books and papers were scattered, just looking at
that room brought back a lot of memories for me.  As we were doing general
conversation after making the connection, Jared joined us in Shane's room.
Shane said "Dad, since this is your idea, you need to lead the conversation
unless Pops wants to do it."  I said "I will jump in as needed, but I am
going to let Justin go for it."  Justin said "Well, thanks guys!  I think
there are two main areas to focus on and they are: (1) food and (2)
activities."  Shane and Jared agreed as did, Phil and myself.  Justin said
"Myles has his next chemotherapy on the following Tuesday, and we want to
send him off feeling great, so we need to do some things especially for
him.  I asked Doug to do an invite to Mikel and Matt.  Jared, you need to
make sure that your Dad knows that he is invited."  I said "Guys, we may
have a fly in the ointment, because Michelle told us the other day that she
may just stay in town because she thinks something is up.  I told Ryan and
Myles that she was pulling their legs, but she told me that she was not.
She made it very clear that she thinks things need to be checked out."
Justin said "That could be a problem, but I will see if I can't talk
Meredith into calling her and peddling a nice getaway since she has been a
major care-giver to Myles."  Shane said "So Dad, we don't have all the
amenities that we had at the lake so what are you thinking?"  Justin looked
around the room and said "Well, I think everybody has to be naked, we can
swim in the pool, lounge around naked, eat naked, maybe a game of
badminton, volleyball, or croquet, and whatever guys might want to do."
Phil said "Justin, that last thing may be more than some of you can
handle."  Shane started laughing and said "We can use my bedroom for that
private time Phil."  Justin looked up, and you could tell that he was not
taking that statement the right way.  Phil said "Shane, for clarity, you
need to restate that" and he did.  "I mean my room can be used if any of
the guys want some private time and not with Phil."  I thought it was time
to change the topic, so I said "Now, I don't mind doing some of the
cooking, but I don't want to spend the entire weekend planning and cooking
the meals.  I think Friday night, we can do steaks, and Saturday night we
can do ribs.  We can buy prepared pulled BBQ and build other dishes around
that, or order in pizzas for the lunches.  Sunday breakfast will be a big
breakfast, and we can all have cereal on Saturday, if that meets with your
approval."  Everybody agreed, so we moved on.  I had the opportunity to
talk to Myles the other night when I spent the night with him at the
hospital.  He said that he would like for all of us to go to a movie, so I
think that we should block Sunday afternoon for going to the theater.
Jared spoke up "If that is what he wants, I think we should follow his
wishes."  Justin added "I agree, we need to wish him the best and maybe
take him out for dessert or ice cream."  I spoke up "You will make him
happy with ice cream."  Justin asked Shane if he had all of this written
down, and he indicated that he did.  Justin said "With that being said, we
will see you next Friday night for dinner and afterwards the festivities
begin."  I ended the Skype session, and we all settled back on the sofa or
on the loveseat.  Justin looked at his watch and indicated that he had to
leave, so he made his way to the front door, turned around and said "We
have definitely got to get Michelle out of town."

Phil and I had the house to ourselves, so I moved over by him, and we just
leaned into one another.  After a while he said "Doug, are you comfortable
with this plan?"  I said "Yes for the most part, I don't know what Justin
is up to, and that worries me, and I know that Matt and Shane want to play
with the two of us.  I have politely said that we are off the market, but I
am thinking that I may just have to have a blunt talk with them, because
you are my one and only."  He smiled and said "At one time, I thought it
might be nice and okay to have a little fling, but I really don't want
anybody sharing you or sharing their juices with you."  I punched him in
the ribs and said "That's how I feel too, but I may be open to a little
handsy play because I know Justin will do some of that to each and every
one of us with his targeted victim being Colt."  Phil asked "Why is he so
focused on Colt?"  I gave it some thought and said "I really don't know, I
always thought they were close, but nothing more than a general friendship.
They roomed together when they went down for your Father's funeral, and I
began to see Justin act differently, and then, he pulled his depantsing
stunt at the lake."  Phil chuckled and I did too.  He said "The look on
Colt's face was priceless.  I really think Colt handled himself admirably
during the rest of the time, but I really expected him to retaliate.  In
fact, I wanted him to retaliate."  The front door opened and Ryan walked
into the family room.  I asked about the social studies' project, and he
indicated that it was complete and ready to go to school tomorrow.  He
asked if we had everything planned out, and I told him that we did.  He
said "Dad, Myles has this thing for Matt, and I think he is going to make a
play for him.  I told him not to, but he is going to do it."  I looked at
him, and I said "Okay, I hear you, but let me play devil's advocate here.
Is your objection based out of concern for Myles, or is it because you too
want to do something with Matt?"  Ryan stared at me, and said "I can't
answer that."  I said "I thought so, do we need to have a talk?"  He shook
his head no, and wouldn't look at me.  I said "Ryan, Matt is a young man
and you don't know who he has been with, and that could lead to you getting
some type of disease."  He looked over my way, and said "Dad, that is why
you bought the box condoms for us.  You said that we were to use them to
keep from passing a disease."  I had to stop and think.  Where do I go now?
What do I say because, he has backed me into a corner with my own words?

I looked over at Phil, and he shrugged his shoulders.  I turned back to
Ryan and asked "So what is it that you want to do with Matt?"
"Daaaaaaaaaadddddd, I can't talk about that with you.  You don't talk to me
about what you two do, so I'm not talking about my desires."  Was this
disrespect, or justified?  I countered with "Ryan, as long as you live
under my roof and benefit from my assets, I will worry about you, and I
expect you to respect my authority and concern."  He looked back, and
voiced "Dad, I was not sassing you, I was stating a fact.  I know that I
have no say in your relationship, and I have listened to you, and I will be
safe."  Phil intervened with "Okay, both of you, this is probably a needed
conversation which could probably continue until well after the groundhog
sees his shadow, but I am hungry, so what are we doing about supper?"

Ryan said "I agree Phil, but I want to say this.  Dad, I know the
sacrifices that you have made for me, I know that you put me first, built
your life around me, tried to give me a lot of experiences, and that, you
denied yourself a social life.  I know that, I know that you love me, but
know that I love you beyond measure.  You got to let me have a little more
freedom.  You have spent a lot of time talking and guiding me; let me show
you what I have learned."  I listened, and the tears appeared in my eyes
and a lump in my throat.  My boy has grown up, and he is right.  I need to
trust him, and I do.  I looked straight into Ryan's eyes, and said "I hear
you, but make sure you heard me."

I had to wipe my eyes as the tears were still there.  I looked over at Phil
and said "I've decided that since we haven't gone there lately, let's go to
that Mongolian Restaurant."  He and Ryan agreed, and that is where we went
for dinner.  We selected our meats and vegetables from the bar, chose our
sauce, handed the dishes to the cook and went back to our table.  Our
waitress brought us a dish of rice along with our cooked meat and
vegetables.  We scooped out some rice, and mixed it with the cooked
mixture.  It was great.  We were full and there was no way that we could
even think about dessert.  We returned to the house and settled in the
family room for a while.  Phil talked about how busy his week was going to
be since they were doing the grand opening of Phase II.  I thought about
the errands that I would have to run to be ready for the Nude Dude Get
Together along with the preparations of moving things around in the house.
I told Ryan that he had to help, and he enlisted some help from the other
boys.  After we had talked things through, we decided to call it a night.
Phil and I went to our bedroom, while Ryan walked over to his.

Phil pulled the sheet and spread down while I did my evening rituals, then
he did his while I laid out my clothes for Monday.  We lay down and talked
about several things.  He said "Doug, I was a little concerned about the
conversation between you and Ryan this afternoon.  I thought he was going
to be out of line, but he pulled things back, and he made sense.  I was so
afraid that he was going to say something negative about us, but he
didn't."  I said, "I was concerned too, I didn't think that he would say
anything hurtful, because he has accepted you and depends on you.  He was
frustrated with me, and he wants to be able to spread his wings a little.
I understand that, but I don't want him to be that independent, and I don't
want to be my mother, either.  I am going to have to work through this, and
I will.  I love my boy, but letting him grow up and fly on his own will
probably kill me.  Phil said "You will get through this; all parents do for
the most part.  I'm turning off the lamp, and calling it a night.  He
turned off the lamp, and flipped on his side with his back to me.  I turned
my lamp off and backed up to him.  It was quiet in our room, and I was soon
finding myself slipping into sleep.

I woke up the next morning and was ready to take on the world.  I pushed
Phil out of bed with my feet, and he retaliated by grabbing me by my ankles
and pulling me to the end of bed.  He dropped my feet, and I almost fell
completely off the bed.  I jumped up, and we raced to the toilet.  We both
took aim and released a lot of liquid, then; we swapped off positions for
shaving and showering.  Phil beat me and was dressing when I entered the
bedroom.  I was relieved that I had taken the time last night to lay out my
clothes for the day.  I dressed and headed to the kitchen.

I scrambled six eggs, cooked some bacon in the microwave, and made a pot of
grits.  Phil pulled the orange juice out of the refrigerator while I called
Ryan to the kitchen.  He entered the kitchen half dressed, so I knew that
this was not going to be a good day.  He sat down at the island, and I
plated his food for him.  He wanted to know where was the toast?  I had
forgotten to make it, but I grabbed several slices of bread, placed them in
the toaster, and then; he wanted to know where the jelly was.  I told him
that it was in the refrigerator, and if he wanted it, he could get it
himself.  He rolled his eyes, but got up and got it out of the
refrigerator.  He was very quiet as we ate our food.  He finished quickly,
rinsed his plate, placed it in the dishwasher, returned the jelly to the
refrigerator, and headed back to his room to finish dressing.  Phil left
through the garage and in a few minutes the utility room door from the
garage opened, and Rob and Jay entered.  They asked about Ryan, and I told
them that he was still dressing.  Rob yelled for him to hurry it up, or we
would be late.  I heard a door slam and then, Rob looked over at me and
asked "What's wrong with him?"  I shrugged my shoulders and said "I have no
idea."

Ryan finished dressing and joined us in the kitchen.  I looked at him and
could tell that his attitude had not improved that much, but I chose not to
say anything.  Jay piped up, and asked "So what has got you in such a
terrific mood?"  Ryan stopped, stared at Jay and said "Go suck yourself."
Rob said "I don't think he is that flexible."  Ryan shot him a look, and
said "You can do the same thing."  I slapped the counter and said "Ryan
Bradley Brunson, that is enough.  Get your ass in gear, or I will get it in
gear for you."  He looked my way, started to say something, but decided to
grab his backpack and walked into the garage.  The boys looked at me, and I
said, "I don't know, but I'm not getting into it with him right now.  If he
is not better by this afternoon, then you guys can skip working on
homework, as he and I will be having a discussion and developing an
understanding." We walked into the garage, got in, I backed out, and we
rode in silence to school.  I parked and everyone began walking to their
section of the school.  Ryan turned around, caught up with me as I was
walking to the office, and said "Dad, I did not have a good night, I had
horrible dreams, and I am sorry for taking them out on you.  I have not had
dreams like that in a long time."  I pulled him to me, and said "Ryan, we
will talk about them tonight unless you feel that we need to discuss them
now."  He said "No, Dad, I think tonight will be fine.  I owe you and the
guys an apology.  I know that, but it is going to be hard to do that with
them."  I said "Be honest, and move on."  He hugged me and hurried to join
the others.

I finished my business in the administrative building and walked down to
the science hallway.  As I walked down the hall, something did not feel
right.  I began to look carefully around me, and noticed that several of
the doors had been forced open.  I took my pen and used it to open the
doors completely.  I found that the rooms had been trashed.  I walked to my
classroom, but it had not been tampered with, so I entered, as I normally
did.  I walked in and called the front desk and reported the damages.  In a
few minutes, I heard heavy footsteps in the hallway.  I looked out to see
the security guard and one of the assistant principals in the hallway.
They hurriedly put up DO NOT ENTER tape and signs telling the students, who
would normally have classes in those classroom, to report to the
multi-purpose room.  The teachers began to appear, and they were told that
they could not go into their classrooms until they had been inspected and
evidenced by the police.  I stepped in the hallway and talked with the
teachers.  I gave them some surveys and worksheets to keep their classes on
task while they were in the multi- purpose room.  The bell sounded, and I
joined the administrator and security guard in the hallway to direct
traffic and keep the students moving.  The last bell sounded, and I entered
my classroom.  The students were talkative, so I had to allow them some
time to settle and then, I tried to bring focus to my instruction for the
day.  I made a quick decision to basically shelve my plans and bring up
several videos which would serve as an introduction to the new unit rather
than me doing a lot of lecturing and using the PowerPoint.  As the day wore
on, the classes became more settled, and I resorted back to my original
plans.  I finished my day and was ready to leave when the boys entered my
classroom.  I looked over at Ryan, and he was his usual self, and they all
seemed to be the boys that I generally was seen with around town.

We walked to the parking lot, and headed home.  I told Rob and Jay that it
would be a good time for all of them to study as we would be having a
special event this weekend, and I didn't think that they wanted to spend
some of the weekend studying.  Jay said "Oh yeah, the Nude Dude Weekend!  I
can't wait."  Rob was not as excited, and said "I'm not sure that Dad and I
will be attending."  Jay said "My Dad is going to talk to him, and you need
to encourage him to not be a wuss."  Rob did not appreciate that statement
and punched Jay in the shoulder.  Jay was a man about it, and said "I only
said the truth."

Everybody got out and headed into the house.  I dropped stuff off in my
office and headed to my bedroom to change clothes.  I put on a pair of
nylon running shorts without underwear and an extremely large t-shirt while
they grabbed a snack out of the kitchen and walked to the dining room to
begin their homework.  I walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the
evening meal which would be baked macaroni and cheese, green beans, broiled
chicken thighs, and rolls.  I prepared everything and set it in the
refrigerator so that when it came time to start cooking, I could pull them
out and start them cooking.  This would make sure that they would be ready
to eat when Phil came home.  I listened to the boys discuss their homework
for a while, and I walked in to see what I needed to do to settle one of
their arguments.  I stood in the doorway and listened to them argue their
points.  Finally, Rob said "Ohhhhh, I see what you guys mean.  It makes
sense now, "and they were back at work in a few minutes.  I walked down to
my office and began to work on a few school related reports.  I looked at
the clock and realized that Phil would be home in about thirty minutes, so
I closed down my computer and hurried to the kitchen.  I started everything
cooking and set the counter with plates, cutlery and glasses.

Phil entered, walked over to me and rubbed my rear-end, as he whispered in
my ear "A man in thin jogging shorts always get me excited" and he pushed
up against me, and I could feel his cock in my crack.  I pushed back and
reminded him that the boys were in the dining room; he said "So?" and
grabbed my crotch.  I started to say something, but stopped when I heard
Rob say "Pops, can you come back and help us for a moment?"  I don't know
what he saw, or if he saw what Phil did, because it was all a blur.  Phil
knew that I was not happy, so he left and headed to the bathroom for his
evening shower.  I walked towards the dining room and had to make an
adjustment, as my cock had puffed up.  I pulled it up and tucked it under
the waistband to hold it in place.  The T-shirt covered me, but I knew what
was under it, and I was uncomfortable.  I listened to the boys explain the
issue, and I walked them through the process for solving the problem.  I
returned to the kitchen and finished the evening meal.  I called everyone
to the counter including Rob and Jay, since they had a lot of work to do
before the weekend.  As we finished eating, Myles called and Ryan told him
that we had baked macaroni and cheese.  Since that is one of his favorites,
he begged Ryan to bring him some; Ryan let him beg for a while and made him
promise to do something as payment.  I dished him some of the baked
macaroni; Ryan delivered it and returned to complete the homework
assignments.  The boys called the homework session to a halt around eight
o'clock with Rob and Jay going home.  Ryan found me, and Phil relaxing in
the family room and joined us.  He said "Dad, I need to talk about last
night."  I nodded my head for him to continue.  He began "I had one
horrible dream after another last night.  I don't know why, but several of
them featured Grandmother being her dominating and judgmental self.  She
took aim at you, me, and Myles.  She really became unglued when she found
out about Phil, and she said that we would be sentenced to die a thousand
fiery deaths in hell.  That really upset and scared me, and I woke up
shaking and could not go back to sleep for the longest time.  Finally, I
did drop off to sleep only to dream again about me and Myles fighting over
Matt.  It was a nasty fight, and then, Matt said that he wanted nothing to
do with either one of us.  That hurt, and I woke up almost crying.  There
were more dreams, but those are the two that bothered me the most."  I
pulled him close and said "Ryan, those sound like horrible dreams, and I
just hope that they are not premonitions of what is to come.  The four of
us are family, and we will stand together against anybody or anything that
attacks us, or tries to tear us apart."  He leaned into me.  Phil said
"Ryan, I'm sorry to hear that you are having such troubling dreams, if you
need us anytime during the night, feel free to come to our room because, we
love you, and it is our job to protect and comfort you."  Ryan thanked
Phil, and then, he said "I am going to go take a hot shower and go to bed;
hopefully I will be able to sleep without those kind of dreams tonight."
He stopped, turned around and asked "Dad, can we go to Target tomorrow or
can you go and buy me some boxers?  I want to try real boxers."  I looked
at him, and asked "Are you sure?"  He indicated that he was, but I said
"Ryan, some guys like them, but they don't hold you in place, and your cock
will easily come through the fly."  He said "Dad, I want to try a pair."  I
told him that I would go and get him one pair to try.  He left leaving me
and Phil in the family room.  Phil moved over and laid his head in my lap
and worked my cock out of the leg opening of the running shorts.  He began
to lick, nibble and suck on it.  This action started me producing a lot of
pre-cum, and he feasted on it.  He looked up at me, and said "Don't think
you are going to cum just yet, I am going to play this out.  He started
playing with my balls, and he pulled them into his mouth one at a time.  I
could feel a large dollop of pre-cum sliding down my cock.  Phil saw it and
licked it.  He moved his hand into the leg of the shorts and began to
explore my taint and hole.  I slid down in the sofa, so that he could have
better access.  He played with me and worked to loosen me up, until he
could use three fingers in my hole.  He pulled my shorts off, flung them
towards our hallway, shucked his shorts and began to let his cock spread
its pre-cum on my hole.  He began to push gently on my hole and part of his
cock entered then; he pulled back and pushed again with the whole thing
entering me.  He began to make small strokes in and out.  I was really
enjoying him stroking my prostate.  He was just about to speed up when the
doorbell rang.  He quickly pulled out, grabbed both of our shorts, threw me
mine and we pulled them on quickly.  I was really concerned, because there
was definitely the smell of M2M sex in the room.  I walked to the door,
opened it, and there stood Justin.

He looked at me, and asked "Am I interrupting something?"  I shook my head
'no' and invited him to join us in the family room.  Phil was sitting on
the loveseat.  We walked in and sat on the sofa.  He sniffed the air, and
said "I think, I interrupted something."  I didn't say anything, but Phil
blushed.  Justin said "I know it is rather late, but I am having a little
trouble getting Colt to agree to be a part of the weekend.  He seems to
have developed some fear of being around us and says that Rob is also very
uncomfortable.  Have you noticed anything or can you fathom a guess why?"
Phil and I had no ideas, and we told him that.  I asked him if they were as
close as they used to be, and he said that Colt had taken a step back after
being at the farm.  I thought about it, and asked "Didn't he want some more
time like that?"  Justin said "I thought so.  I thought he wanted to swing
free and play, but now he is playing the other side of the coin."  I said
"Justin, what were you wanting to do with Colt?"  This question stunned
him, and it took him a while to answer it.  Finally, he said "I enjoy
married life with Meredith, there is no doubt in my mind there, but I have
just felt a strong need during and since the farm visit to spend some time
with a willing male partner.  I want to 69 and maybe, see what else
happens."  I said "That will be up to the two of you guys, but just in case
that you get lucky, I have several boxes of condoms that you are welcome to
use."  He smiled, and said "I definitely don't want another child.  Can you
imagine another Jay?"  We laughed, and then, we talked about getting the
stuff together by Thursday night and sending the women on their way out of
town.  Justin said "You would not believe how hard it was to get Michelle
to agree to go with Christina and Meredith.  She honestly wanted to stay
here and check on Myles, and speaking of Myles, he will probably spend the
night with you on Thursday night and stay at his house during the day on
Friday."  I said "I had figured that it would be something like that, but
this is his second home, so it won't be a problem." Justin left, and we
turned out the lights and headed to our bedroom.  The mood had been ruined,
so we both got in bed and slipped off to sleep.

Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday were busy days, as we were doing most of
our normal activities; however, mine changed every afternoon.  I dropped
the boys off at the house each day after school so that they could do their
homework while I shopped for groceries and other supplies that were on my
list.  I took my time grocery shopping and really tried to adhere to my
list, but several times, I found myself thinking about preparing several
other dishes for the group.  I finished buying all of the food products on
Wednesday afternoon.  As I was leaving the grocery store, I remembered
Ryan's request for some boxers, so I quickly went to Target and found him a
pair of blue and green plaid boxers.  I bought them and drove home.  I
asked the boys to help bring the groceries in, and they did.  I showed Ryan
the boxers and he liked them.  In fact, he took them, stripped in the
living room, put them on, and wore them to finish his homework.  The other
boys were asking him how they felt, and he told them that he had some
freedom to wiggle and sway.

I had reserved Thursday afternoon to shop at Target and Wal-Mart for our
other needs.  As I was wandering in the family planning aisle, I looked at
some of the products that were up for sale and somehow my mind tried to
conjure a vision of Justin and Colt having some form, well any form of male
to male sex.  I could vaguely remember what Colt looked like, but evidently
I had paid more attention to Justin's equipment.  Embarrassingly enough, I
felt my cock twitch when I was thinking about Justin.  Maybe I was wanting
the Dad of the guy who took my man pussy's cherry.  I shook my head and
tried to blot that thought out. I was with Phil, and I loved him.  I bought
several bottles of lube, just in case.  I finished my shopping and headed
home after stopping off and picking up several pizzas for the night's meal.
I arrived at the house and took the pizzas in, placed them in the oven and
turned it to a low heat.  I walked into the dining room and checked on the
boys.  Myles had come down and was ready to spend the night.  Phil walked
in about five minutes later, so I stopped him, and we ate pizza.  Rob and
Jay left saying that they would be over in the morning.  After we had
eaten, I unloaded my purchases and stored them.

I looked around the house and made some changes in furniture locations,
covered the sofa and loveseat in the family room with some old bedspreads,
placed some of the large pillows around the room, and had Phil and Ryan
straighten up around the pool and lanai.  I checked over my plans for
Friday and went to bed.

I awoke Friday morning with a sense of excitement.  I finished my morning
rituals and dressed for casual Friday (jeans and a school Polo).  I did my
usual morning school rituals, headed to my classroom, and readied it for a
day of testing.  The bell sounded, the students entered, I asked if there
were any questions, provided answers to any student questions, and then,
passed out the test papers.  I circulated around the room as the students
were taking the test and answered any questions that needed clarification.
As I was leaning over Josh's desk explaining something in the upper left
hand corner, he moved his arm, and he bumped me in the crotch.  I gave a
slight "Ugh" and he immediately apologized and moved his hand as if he was
going to check me out.  I moved away, and he looked up at me with a major
blush.  I smiled, and said "one of the dangers of the job."  It rattled
him, and I tried to get him to settle down.  I will have to examine his
test paper to see if he became unfocused after problem 7.  I finished the
day, the boys arrived, and we headed home.

After arriving at home, I put the boys to work washing and wrapping each
potato in aluminum foil, making the salad, buttering the garlic bread,
while I seasoned the steaks.  I knew that everyone wanted a dessert.  I
quickly made a banana pudding.  I placed the pudding in the refrigerator
along with the steaks that I had seasoned.  We placed the potatoes in the
oven and started them baking.  I walked back to my bedroom and changed into
a pair of shorts and a t- shirt.  I returned to the kitchen and began to
lay out the utensils, cutlery, plates and cups that we would use.  I told
the boys that they needed to take a quick shower, so Ryan and Myles did.
Jay went home and Rob told me that he wasn't sure that he was going to
attend, because he didn't think his Dad wanted to be a part of the weekend
festivities.  I said "Rob, I hate that, because we had so much fun at the
lake and although we don't have the lake, we have each other and it is a
good thing for men to get together and do different things every now and
then.  If Colt doesn't want to attend, that is his option, but I hope that
he does, because we really do enjoy him."  Rob left and headed home.  I
didn't know, whether he would return or not.

Phil came home and headed for his afternoon shower.  He finished and
returned to the kitchen to see if I needed help.  I really had things under
control and was waiting for a few of the others to arrive, before we
started the steaks.  Finally, everybody, but Mikel and Kevin had arrived.
Matt called his Dad to get an ETA, and he was told about 10 minutes.  I
asked Phil to go ahead and turn the grill on so that when they arrived and
were in the house, we could begin cooking the steaks.  In the meantime, I
checked on the baked potatoes and gave each one a squeeze.  They were soft
and so ready to be put on a plate with butter and/or sour cream.

The doorbell sounded, and Myles opened it.  He jumped towards Mikel and
hugged him tightly.  He invited Mikel and Kevin in and took them to the
family room.  As Kevin walked through, he saw Jared in the backyard.  He
walked out to be with his son.  Mikel asked Myles where could they talk in
private?  Myles took him to the formal living room.  I heard Mikel ask
Myles if he needed to share anything about his health.  Myles told him "No
sir", so Mikel said "Myles, for the next few days, do not think of me as
your doctor unless something happens.  We both need to kick back and relax.
"Understand?"  Myles said that he did, and then, they rejoined us.

Phil walked into the kitchen and took the steaks to the grill.  He began to
place them on the grill, and I asked Justin to round everybody up for
hand-washing and getting ready to eat.  After everybody washed their hands,
they crowded around the island.  I gave the Blessing, and detailed how the
serving line would operate.  Everybody began by using the tongs to get some
salad, added some dressing and croutons or cheese to their salad, grabbed a
baked potato and added butter, sour cream, chives, or bacon bits to it,
picked up a piece of garlic bread, and finished out their plate by choosing
a steak from those that Phil had cooked.

As most of the group was settling into a place to eat, the doorbell sounded
again.  Ryan went to the door and opened it.  There stood Colt and Rob.  I
looked around the room, and Justin had this big grin on his face.  He
walked over and told Colt that he was glad that they decided to join
everybody for the guy's weekend.  Colt seemed to handle himself confidently
and spent some time talking to Mikel and Kevin, but not to the exclusion of
Justin, Phil or me.  We had a great time eating and socializing.  Justin
took over cleanup, exiling me to the family room.  Mikel said "Guys, I have
some video that I think you need to see.  It is from our time at the lake.
He gave it to Ryan, and Ryan hooked it up to the TV via the computer.  We
sat and enjoyed watching ourselves at the lake, eating, swimming, hiking,
and just being ourselves.  After the video was over, Justin said "Okay Men,
I am declaring that Nude Dude Weekend has started, everybody strip and
store your clothes."  There was a little hesitancy, but everybody complied.
I tried to watch Colt out of the corner of my eye, but Kevin walked in my
line of sight.  I think he willingly joined in without any hesitation and
placed his clothes on the hearth.  I sat down on the sofa along with Phil,
Myles, and Kevin.  Justin came up behind the sofa and was talking to Phil.
His cock was over my right shoulder.  I didn't really notice that until I
turned to tell Phil, who was sitting to my right, something and almost ran
into that huge thing.  I took the time to really look at it.  It was huge,
his circumcision scar was dark and prominent.  His cockhead was large with
a big piss slit.  His balls were nice sized with golden hair.  He looked
down, and said "Doug, I am so sorry; I didn't mean to get that close."
Phil chuckled and said "All I can say is that, you can't help, but get
close with a thing that big."  Then the kidding and joking started.  Shane
walked over, grabbed his Dad's cock and shook it.  He pointed at Jay and
himself, and said "Everybody can see what this thing can produce!  I can
see why my mom always has a smile on her face."  Justin rolled his eyes.

I thought back to the time at the lake when Justin had done basically the
same thing to Shane and Jay.  It was interesting to see how relaxed Shane
was now around Jay because it had been a little over a year ago when Jay
was not allowing Shane to have any privacy.  Jay began to set the Wii up
for team competitions.  As he was doing that, he leaned over exposing
himself to everyone.  He was beginning to develop a golden trench between
his legs and his balls were impressive.  Shane caught me looking and
mouthed 'pervert.'  I know, I turned 50 shades of red, but he caught me
fair and square.  Now, he doesn't know what I was thinking, and I will
never share that with him.  Shane walked over to me and began to talk
standing in front of me while I was still seated on the sofa.  I tried to
look up at his face, but that magnificent cock of his kept calling my
attention to it.  As Shane was standing there, he must have been thinking
something sexy because he developed a dewdrop of pre-cum in his slit.  He
felt it developing and watched my eyes focus on it.  He reached down and
wiped it onto his finger and quietly asked me if I wanted it.  Oh
yeahhhhhhhhh, I wanted it, but I had promised to not play with anyone, but
Phil, but this was Shane, the one who had introduced me to man to man sex
by taking my cherry at the lake.  I found myself drifting back to that
night, imagining his body on mine with my legs up over his shoulders and
his cock grazing and eventually filling my hole.  I shuddered and rejoined
the current surroundings.  Shane smiled and began to hum the song Memories
by Barbara Streisand while I heard the words "Mem'ries, Light the corners
of my mind, Misty water- colored memories, of the way we were" in my head.
I smiled as I remembered Allison and me listening to that song, kissing and
... whoa, where did that come from?  I stood up and walked outside.  I had
to get away and fast.

I walked outside and the cool air felt great as it was beginning to feel
warm with that many bodies in the house.  I found the boys huddled together
outside, and I could tell that they were planning something, I just didn't
know what, but once you have smelled trouble a'brewing, you never forget
that smell.  I walked out to the waterfall and found Kevin and Mikel
sitting there talking.  I looked down and Mikel had a semi while Kevin's
cock was still covered by his foreskin.  I said "Guys, I didn't come out
here to break you guys up, I just got hot in the house and this is my
special "go to place."  Mikel said "I can definitely see why.  I told Kevin
earlier that I would like to have something like this at my house, but I
don't have to time to build it."  I said "I didn't build it, Phil did.  In
fact, it was this project that brought us together and then, other things
kept getting better."  More memories of my towel opening, Phil touching my
cock and of us slowly stripping each other and enjoying one another.  As I
was talking, I realized that I was fluffing up and started to turn and head
off to another area.  Mikel spoke up and said "Doug, we are all guys, we've
see a full-fledged hard-on.  You have nothing to hide or be embarrassed
about around us.  Hell, look at me, you've got me rising to the occasion
and look over here at Kevin, his cockhead is coming out to see what is
going on."  Kevin looked up at me and smiled.  I had to chuckle.  Kevin
reached down and made an adjustment, pulling his cock up and sliding the
foreskin back behind his ridge.  We talked and eventually things returned
to normal.

I turned and was headed back to the house when I saw some activity in the
back corner.  I looked and it was the boys, they had a rope and started
running toward the house.  I looked that way and Shane was standing with
his back to them.  They ran up to and around him, wrapping him in the rope.
He was taken by surprise.  They quickly tied him up and led him into the
house.  Were we going to have a repeat of the first nude dude weekend?

END of Chapter 6 - My Sons and Their Friends.

Well there you have it; the Nude Dude Weekend is finally underway.
Everybody decided to participate and they seem to be enjoying the freedom
of being a la natural.  What will the boys do to Shane?  Will anyone come
to Shane's defense?  Will Ryan and Myles have issues over Matt?  Will Matt
do anything to entice Doug?  Who will sleep at Doug's and who will sleep at
Justin's?  Who will room with who and will anything intimate happen?  The
answers will be forthcoming as soon as I write them ~ LOL

I hope you have enjoyed this chapter.  I will begin Chapter 7 in a few
days.  If you have scenarios in your mind from reading the questions above,
share them with me.  We might be thinking alike!

Jay