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About a week had passed since our night on the hillside. Jason and I got together almost every day to hang out. We mixed it up with going out horseback riding on his neighbors horses to get them some exercise or taking my quads out and having a blast on the trails and tracks made over the years up around my house. Before the day was over we made it a habit to make out for at least five minutes before we returned to eithers house to head home each time accompanied with some heavy petting and groping of our partners cock and balls.
I went to my first monthly volunteer meeting for the sheriff's department on a Monday evening in the county seat 40 miles west of home. It was enjoyable and I made some quick friends who had also just joined that summer. One of our tasks given to us as a requirement to test and pass was knowledge of radio codes. We had to pass before we were allowed to go on a ride along with a deputy. So there I sat with my new friends thinking I would have to wait a month before I could test. When the chief advisor asked if we had any questions I raised my hand and asked if we had to wait a month before we could test. I was relieved to hear that we did not. All we had to do was call him and set up a time to come in and test. I was over eager to say the least and would get to studying as soon as I got home.
That next day, I had Jason over at my house at 9AM. I made us breakfast but it wasn't anything fancy just some eggs over waffles. Jason then started in with the questions about my meeting the night before.
"So how did everything go last night?"
"It was fun. I met a couple other guys and a girl who signed up this past month. Do you know a senior named Dustin Peters?" I inquired.
"Only by reputation. People call him the campus narc because he has supposedly been with the deputies when a party was shut down. People don't tell him anything about parties or anything where they don't want the cops showing up." Jason replied.
"Yea he mentioned that but yep he is in the group also and offered to help me out whenever possible."
"Well I could help you out whenever too." Jason sounded like he was taking a back seat, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"
I looked at him and knew that tone of voice. "There are a lot of things you can do to help me out. I think Dustin was referring more to assist me by not getting the rep he has at school and other tips for ride alongs or events we work."
"Oh okay," Jason cheered up.
I gave him the radio codes list, "This is a list of the radio codes we have to know before we can go on a ride along. We also get tested and need a 90% to pass; so out of the 60 codes listed, I need to know at least 54 of them. Would you like to work with me and quiz me?"
"I would be more than happy to do that with you," Jason chirped.
So for the next couple days Jason and I alternated houses and mixed it up with the park to study and quiz me. I was feeling pretty confident that I knew enough to pass and Jason sensed this.
"Hey, my parents are going out of town Friday night and coming home Saturday evening. They said I could have a friend stay over but I have to stay out of trouble, because you know how much of a bad boy I am," he laughed. "So I was wondering if you would be able to stay over?"
"I can ask my parents but they will probably go all crazy with 20 questions for me, you and your parents. Can you handle it and would your parents put up with it?" I asked hesitantly.
"Why not, my parents will want to do the same." Jason said confidently.
I looked at my watch and saw that it was about noon on Thursday so if my parents wanted to know the life history of Jason and his family then I had better get the ball rolling. So I took Jason with me to the school my dad was at and decided to introduce them formally since each had only heard about the other. We walked into the front office and I was greeted by my dad's secretary and who motioned me to his office. We walked in and sat down just as my dad was hanging up the phone.
"Hey bud, who's this?" my dad asked.
"Dad, this is Jason. Jason, this is my father Bryan." I introduced.
They both stood and shook hands firmly then returning to their seats. "Dad, Jason's parents are going out of town tomorrow and coming back Saturday and said he could have a friend stay over. So I was wondering if you and mom would be okay with that?"
"Well, let me call your mother." After a short conversation he looked up, "We would like to meet his parents tonight if possible for dinner before we give our final say. Jason, ask your parents if they are able to meet us for dinner at the Grille."
"May I use the phone sir?" Jason asked. After a short chat with his mother Jason hung up the phone. "They feel that it is a good idea to meet the two of you as well."
We left my dad's office and returned to his house. Jason's mother was out on the porch when we arrived and I squeezed Jason's hand before he got out. His mother came up to the my side of the truck.
"Steven, will you also be at dinner tonight?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am."
"It's Mrs. Bedford or Anne if you feel comfortable. Ma'am was a good show of manners though, I'll be sure to mention that tonight."
"Yes Mrs. Bedford. My parents have tried with some accomplishment to teach me good manners."
"Okay, we will see you tonight at the Grille at 6PM." Mrs. bedford smiled, "Jason, go wash behind your ears and look presentable tonight."
Jason turned every shade of red possible with embarassment and winked at me when his mother wasn't looking then went inside. I also left to go home and get cleaned up.
After I showered I went to my room to look for something to wear. Slacks and a tie were not considered and shorts were out of the question knowing my parents. So blue jeans, a polo and black suede Vans were laid out. As I laid on my bed listening to some Third Eye Blind and Offspring I said a prayer.
"Dear Lord, My mother will share a story that will make me want to hide my face, I just hope she leaves the baby pictures at home. My dad will point out a shortcoming that will irritate me. If I have to endure that, please let it be reciprocated from Jason's parents. Amen."
At a quarter to 6 we got in our Wrangler and headed out. We arrived about 5 minutes later as there was no traffic. I saw Jason and his parents pulling in as we were walking inside. We asked for seathing for six and while waiting, Jason and his parents walked in. The parents made their introductions and we were taken to our table. My family on one side and Jason's on the other. Our moms in the middle with husbands and children facing each other. It worked out nicely so Jason and I could have some foot fights.
Mrs. Bedford started the 20 questions game, "I knew a Debbie Williams when I was a girl. Did you ever go to Stockdale Stables?"
My mother looked at Mrs. Bedford for a few seconds, "Was your maiden name Walters?"
"Oh my goodness, it is you!" Anne exclaimed, "It's been more than 30 years since I've seen you. How have you been?"
And just like that, our mothers were long lost friends. I looked over at Jason and gave a small curl of my lips and winked at him. My mother wasn't surprised that Anne had become a vet assistant for large animals. Likewise, Anne was not surprised that my mother ended up working with many of the other girls who they knew from the stables.
Our fathers were silent this whole time too. In fact, no man was able to speak unless directed to by one of the women. "So Anne, how did you two meet?" my mother asked.
"Well, John here is the younger brother of Lucas Bedford, you remember him. He was the top hand at the stables."
"Oh yes, he was a looker. I see it runs in the family." my mom looked at my dad, "But I got my softball coach so I'm still thrilled."
I just buried my face in my hands hoping that story wasn't told but it was too late as Anne asked and my mom spilled the beans on seducing her adult league softball coach. Oh how I wanted to slump down under the table like a little kid. I was cheered up a bit when I felt Jason's foot sliding up and down my leg reassuring me that everything would be okay.
"So where is Lucas now?" mom asked.
John finally got to speak. "He lives up in Northern California with his boyfriend Charles. Yes, he is gay"
"Figures that most of the good looking ones are gay. I never would have guessed but as long as he is happy then good for him," my mothers response throwing me off.
The rest of dinner was enjoyable as the rest of us got to speak more. The food was delicious as usual, my lemon pepper chicken in white wine sauce, mom's usual huevos rancheros and Jason's avacado mushroom and swiss burger made my mouth water for everything in front of me; both Jason and his burger.
When we were done eating, the mothers started up again with my mother first. "We have no objections to Steven staying with Jason while you two are out of town."
"I was just going to say the same thing," Anne said. "He is welcome over anytime as are the two of you."
As most teenagers can remember the warning from their mother, "Steven, you be on your best behavior."
John chimed in, "Jason is not much of a cook unless you want cereal the whole time so we will leave money for food."
"Do you have food in the house?" I asked.
"Yes we just went shopping yesterday," John responded.
"Well, I will teach Jason how to make something more than cereal and he can cook a meal for you sometime after you get back." I offered.
"That would be wonderful," Anne said with delight.
So our parents meeting went smoothly, nothing embarassing or life-ending happened so I considered it a success. We left to go home under the auspices that I would go over to their house tomorrow after I wake up and come home when his parents return. Oh how my mind was running wild with imagination and anticipation.
Chapter Four was a little dry on on any sort of sexual activity but I have more in Chpater Five which is waiting to be submitted after this one posts.
Chapter Five starts to heat up and the dilemma is to have one big chapter or break it down to two or three chapters. So reply and let me know what you want. Majority rules.
Thank you to all who have sent me a message. Your words of encouragement keeps me pumping out chapters more frequently. A big thank you to Jose and Ryan for proof reading prior to submission. All comments welcome to namiosym@gmail.com