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We cuddled and would periodically drift off to sleep in each others arms. I studied my sweet lovers facial features and admired his broad nose, his delicate eye lids and red lips are outlined by his short auburn hair, eye brows and long eye lashes. I watched as he inhaled and exhaled out of his nose and partially open mouth. If I didnt know him better I never would guess that deep down he is troubled...troubled with his parents because his beautiful lips always seem to be smiling.
I was startled when I heard him say, What are you thinking about?
I sighed, Im thinking about how beautiful you are and that you always seem to be smiling.
Sammy, you make me smile. Im so happy when Im with you.
I ran my hand up and down his chest and belly. I felt him run his hands up and down my back and buttocks. Chris we better get back. Itll be dark soon.
He kissed me again, I dont want to go back.
I grabbed his hand and said, Come on babe. Lets go.
Hey this isnt the way back.
Chris followed me to the stream. I could feel his grip tighten as we neared the stream that nearly took his life. We walked about a hundred yards up stream to where the stream widens out and deepens. Come on in babe. We have to wash the sex off of us.
Chris hesitantly followed me into the cool stream. To reassure him I wrapped my arms around his waist smiled to encourage him into the water. Giving him a quick kiss I began to rub off our caked on love juice from his chest and belly. Chris followed my lead and began to rub me down. Satisfied that I had scrubbed off the love juice from my lovers pink skin I submerged under the crystal clear water and began to wash his gorgeous love muscle and berries. Chris carrot immediately sprang into action but I managed to stay focused on the job at hand and meticulously cleaned his love muscle and red pubic hair. When I felt that I could stay under no longer I kissed his love muscle and popped my head out of the water taking a big gasp of air. I smiled at him as I pushed my long hair back and rubbed the water from my eyes. Chris grabbed my arms and pulled me up to him. I instinctively jumped up and wrapped my arms and legs around his slippery wet body. He smiled and kissed me as I rested my forehead against his and stared into his light blue eyes. We have to head back. Its getting dark.
But I have to clean you too.
I smiled at him and said, Ive already cleaned myself down there.
Looking disappointed, Okay Sammy.
I pinched Chris butt and said, Come on, lets go.
We put on our smelly grungy clothes and made our way back to Timber Stone. When we came to the end of the trail I noticed someone sitting next to one of the tractors with his back to us. I let go of Chris hand and as we approached the stranger from behind, Chris smiled and yelled out, Hi buddy! What are you doing here?
Scott turned his head and smiled momentarily but his smile quickly faded away as he said, I told my parents that Mel is pregnant.
I could see his lips quivering and appeared to be having a difficult time not to cry. Chris immediately walked up to Scott and gave him a hug. Scott began to weep. Standing there I didnt really know what to do, so I just observed the two of them. This is the second time Ive observed Chris being very supportive of his friends. Chris always seems so tough around his friends but its obvious that when the chips are down, his friends seek him out and Chris is there for support. Tell me what happened.
Scott looked over at me and backed away from Chris, Dad kicked me out of the house.
Chris said, He what?
Ive never seen him so angry. He started screaming at me and telling me how stupid I am. I couldnt take it anymore and took off.
Chris wrapped his arm around Scotts shoulder. So then he didnt actually kick you out of the house.
Scott wiped the tears from his eyes and thought about Chriss question. He took a deep breath, No I-I guess not.
I cleared my throat, Scott you are welcome to stay with us if you want to give your parents some time to chill.
Chris and I waited for Scotts reply. All he did was shake his head yes. I went over and patted Scotts back and said, Come on lets get cleaned up.
When we got back to the house I headed for the master bath and Chris went into the other bathroom to get cleaned up. After showering I walked back into my bedroom to dress. Scott was sitting on my bed reading one of my astronomy magazines. Scott, do you want to get cleaned up?
I didnt bring any clothes.
Im sure that I can find something, were about the same build.
I found a package of unopened underwear and threw him a pair. I found some bagging shorts and large shirt for him and said, Chris should be finished showering.
Scott pulled his shirt over his head. I couldnt resist staring at his naked upper body. Realizing that I was being rude, I tore my eyes away from him and walked over to my stereo receiver and popped in my Incubus CD. I heard Scott clear his throat. Wheres the bathroom?
I turned and couldnt help but run my eyes up and down his naked body. I wanted to slap myself as I quickly got up to show him the way. Follow me.
When I reach the hallway we met Chris with a towel around his waist, Wheres
Chris looked behind me, Oh, there you are.
I felt my face getting red, Im showing him where the shower is located.
As Scott walked by Chris, Chris slapped Scotts bare bottom and said, I hope you arent making moves on my boyfriend?
Scott chuckled and shut the bathroom door behind him. Chris smiled at me, Hes cute isnt he?
I smiled and shook my head in agreement. Chris said, Hes as straight as a fucking arrow.
I followed Chris into his bedroom and watch him get dressed. Scott can sleep in the other bed.
Chris pulled his shirt down over his head and leaned over to kiss me, Thanks for letting him stay here Sammy.
No problem. He looks so sad. I hope that he can work things out with his parents?
His folks are very nice. Im certain that they will work it out.
Standing in the doorway was a very wet Scott. With water dripping onto the floor around him, I cant find a towel.
Sorry, Ill get you one.
I went into the laundry room and came back with a clean towel.
The phone began to ring and I ran to answer it. Hello?
Well be over shortly. Bye.
I went back into Chris room and found Scott sitting on one of the beds. Scott, you can sleep in that bed tonight.
Lets head on over the club house. Gram wants us.
When we arrived at the clubhouse, we were greeted by my grandparents and Chris Grandfather, Nick. Gramps looked at Scott and said, "I see you found the boys."
nervously at Chris and said, "Yes sir, I found them on the trail leading to
I glanced over at Chris who was now turning shades of red. There was an uncomfortable silence in the room. Gram finally broke the silence saying, "Sammy, did you show Chris lookout point?"
I cleared my throat and said, "Yes Gram."
Chris gazed into my eyes and said, The scenery is beautiful up there!
Chris sighed as he continued to stare at me dreamy eyed. I was embarrassed and wanted to slap him along side the head. I glanced over at Gram who was now smiling at Chris.
Why it seems like yesterday when Art and I used to spend time alone up there.
Gram kept eying Chris as if she knew what was running through his mind. Yes, yes the scenery sure is beautiful almost as beautiful as the Johnson boys.
Yes Maam. Chris shook his head as his face turned shades of red.
Art used to take me up there when we were courting...didnt you Art?
I turned to where Gramps was sitting. Nick and Gramps were obviously engrossed with something on the table and totally oblivious to what Gram was saying. Sounding a little irritated Gramps said, Yeah, yeah, come here boys. I have something to show you.
I moved behind Chris and pushed him to one of the tables and sat down.
Gramps said, Boys, here are the blueprints of the sketches that you drew of our brothers log cabin. What do you think?
Chris and I leaned over the table to get a better look at the blueprints. I glance up at Gramps and said, Youre really going to build it arent you?
Yes, but theres one missing piece of the puzzle. We need to determine where to build it.
Nick said, Correct me if Im wrong Chris, but in the letters they agreed that they would locate it so that the log home would over look the green valley and the Carlson home.
Gramps said, Thats right Sammy. I remember you telling us that.
Gramps went on to say, Nick and I think that the green valley that they are referring to is now Timber Stone.
Yes, back then this whole valley was pasture land that was cut out of the woods by my Grandfather but where?
Boys, do you remember reading anything that might give us a better clue as to where they were planning to build it?
I shrugged my shoulders and looked at Chris. Chris scratched his head as he thought about it. Hmm, they wrote that they would be able to see the sun rise over the Carlsons and set over Spread Eagle.
Gramps eyes got big, Nick do you remember where the four of us used to go camping in that clearing just above the 18th tee off box.
With excitement in his face Nick slapped his hand hard down onto the table and said, Yes, we used to set up camp there so that we could do some star gazing and watch the Northern Lights.
It was great to see our Grandfathers so happy. They were laughing and acting like little boys. Gramps looked at the three of us and said, Thats where were building the log home. Nick, tomorrow well get some bids. I cant wait to get started!
I looked over at Chris and Scott, Come on guys, lets go take a look at this site.
As we got up Gram said, Not so fast. You boys havent eaten dinner. Chris, your mother called earlier and wants you to call her.
Chris smile faded away and said, Okay Gram.
Now dont sound so disappointed, you have all day tomorrow to check out this site.
Oh, I almost forgot. Id like to introduce you to my friend, Scott Davis.
Gramps held out his hand, Nice to meet you Scott.
Nice to meet you Mr. Johnson and Mr. Carlson.
Nick said, Its good to see you again Scott.
Nice to see you too.
Boys, come and eat.
We climbed up onto the bar stools and began eating Grams famous pot roast, mashed potatoes and gravy and medley of mixed veggies. The food was gone in no time at all but before we could finish, Gram plopped in front of each of us a big piece of cherry pie with a dip of vanilla ice cream. You boys put in a long day.
There was a lot of work out there Gram.
I leaned over the counter to whisper something to Gram. Gram leaned forward, We have to keep Gramps off of the mower. The fairways look like crap.
Gram threw her arms up in the air, I cant keep him off of the tractor. He feels guilty that you are doing most of the work out here.
I dont mind. Hes too old to be working in
Youre right Sammy, we should hire more help.
Scott cleared his throat, Ahem, Mrs. Johnson. I need a job.
Gram looked at me for approval. I nodded yes. Gram looked at him and said, We better ask Art.
Gramps, Scott is looking for a job.
What can you do son?
Well, Ive bussed tables thats about it. I would like to learn to take care of Timber Stone.
Gramps looked over Gram, Evelyn, do you think we could use some more help out here?
Gram said, Ive been telling you that we need more help for well over a year now. Despite Sammy and Chris help, theres just too much work for you. Chris has been a god sent but we need another helper. You are getting too old to be working in this heat.
Gramps looked at Scott, When can you start son?
Very well, tomorrow youll start. Sammy will show you what to do.
Gramps smiled at Nick, Well Nick, it looks like we can spend all of our time working on our new project.
As we filled our faces with cherry pie, I explained to Scott our usual routine of caring for Timber Stone. Scott looked surprised when I told him that we start work at . When we finished eating we went back to the house. On our way back Chris said, Scott, did you really find us on the trail?
Scott hesitantly replied, Im sorry, I didnt mean to invade your privacy.
Not wanting him to feel bad I said, Scott, dont worry about it. Its not a big deal is it Chris?
Chris yawned and said, Nah, not a big deal bro.
Chris did you call your mother?
Shit! I forgot.
Is it too late to call her now?
No, shell be up. Besides shes probably stewing as to why I havent called her yet.
When we got in the house I found a letter on the kitchen table.
Im going to be away for a few days. You wont believe this but a new company that manufactures golf clubs and accessories would like to sponsor me at the next PGA Tour. Theyre offering me a lot of $,$$$,$$$.
Behind me I could hear Chris apologizing to his mother for not showing up for dinner and promised to be there tomorrow. Okay Mom, Ill bring Sammy too.
Okay Mom. Bye.
How did it go?
Shes pissed. Would you mind having dinner with my folks tomorrow?
Not at all. Come on guys, lets go to bed.
There was no reply from Scott. We went into the den and found Scott sound asleep on the sofa. Dont wake him. Ill get him a blanket.
After covering Scott up I grabbed Chris hand and whispered, Lets go to bed.
As I led him into my bedroom Chris said, What about your Dad?
I kissed him, Hes away on business.
Chris stopped walking with me. Tugging on his arm I said, Come on, lets go to bed.
Chris shook his head no. I attempted to persuade him by saying, The way I see it, as long as we dont flaunt this part of our relationship in front of Dad, its okay to spend time in bed together. Now lets go to bed.
Chris reluctantly agreed and followed me in to my bedroom. After shutting the door Chris took a flying leap into the bed. He laid there smiling as he watched me undress. Stripped down to my tighty whities I jumped on top of him and embraced him tightly. I gently kissed his lips and began exploring his mouth with my tongue. His mouth tasted like cherry pie. "Mmm, you taste so good."
I sat up on his midsection and despite feeling exhausted I could feel
my penis harden as I rubbed against his package that his
As usual my inner clock woke me up at the usual time and to my disappointment found myself alone in bed. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to tap a kidney. The House was dark and it was obvious that I was the only one up. I peeked inside Chris bedroom and found him lying naked on top of his bed. I felt a little pang of hurt. Why didnt he sleep with me? Hmm, maybe I snore? Or worse maybe I fart in my sleep! I needed to get the day rolling and decided to jump in the shower. After my shower I quickly got dressed and woke up Scott and Chris. I was greeted with his usual sleepy eyed smile. Good morning Sammy.
Morning. When youre finished showering Ill have breakfast waiting.
Before I could exit the bedroom, Chris whined, Sammy, no good morning kiss?
I turned around and bent down to give him a quick peck on the lips. Chris gave me an odd look but I ignored it and went to the kitchen to make us some grub. Scott came into the kitchen looking half asleep. Have a seat Scott. How do you like your eggs?
Chris walked into the kitchen and said, Yummy, it looks and smells delicious in here!
I heard Scott snicker. Remembering how much Chris can eat I made him 4 eggs and four slices of toast. I sat down with them and began eating the hearty breakfast. I could feel Chris studying me but I ignored it. Sammy, you didnt tell me where your Dad is.
I dont know. He didnt tell me. He just wrote that hed be gone for a few days to negotiate with a new golf club manufacturer. He said that they want to sponsor him during the next PGA tour.
He wrote that he could make a lot of money in this deal.
Thats great Sammy.
I looked over at Scott who remained sleepy eyed. You look tired.
Scott said, Im not used to getting up this early.
After finishing breakfast, we walked to Timber Stone. I love this time of day. Its so quiet.
Scott said, I hate morning people. My mothers morning person. I usually get up with the sound of her singing.
Chris said, I like your mom. Shes sweet.
I dont really hate her its just a little irritating when I see someone so bubbly in the morning. I just want peace and quiet until I wake up.
Despite it being cool, I could tell that it was going to be another scorcher. The fact there was a little bit of fog hanging over the fairways and there was a lot of dew on the grass usually indicated that the rising summer sun would turn this day into a tropical paradise. Okay, guys, we need to repair the divots on the tee off boxes and greens. Then well mow the greens and fairways.
Surprisingly, Scott appeared to be interested in the work. When I told him it was time to call it a day he appeared to be genuinely disappointed. After arriving at home we all got cleaned up. After showering I got dressed and went into the kitchen. There I found Scott and Chris sitting at the table. I overheard Scott say, I dont understand why she wont talk to me. I dont get it.
Do you think that her parents are passing on the message that you want to talk to her?
I havent spoken to her parent either. Besides she has her own phone and answering machine.
Chris said, Im going to call Jessica and Nichole.
I watched as Chris picked up the phone. Hi Jessica, its Chris.
Scott has been trying to get a hold of Mel but she wont return his calls. Whats going on?
So you havent talked to her either. Aha aha. Well if you see her have her call Scott at Sammys.
Scotts father blew his stack yesterday when he told him that Mel was pregnant. So now hes staying here at Sammys.
Chris hung up the phone. Jessica said that Nichole and her have been trying to call her too. Theyve gone to her home a number of times and no one is ever home.
Looking concerned Scott said, Im going over there.
I looked at Chris. Chris looked at me. Do you think thats a good idea?
I dont care Im going over there.
Chris said, Alright. Lets go.
We jumped into Chris car and drove to Mels home. We knocked on the front door but there wasnt an answer. We walked around to the back of the house and knocked on the door. No one answered. Scott said, Im going to knock this fucking door down!
Calm down! Lets talk to the neighbors.
We went next door. Working on his yard was an older gentleman about Gramps age, Hi boys! What can I do for ya?
Scott said, Im worried about the Smiths. I havent been able to get a hold of them for the past couple of days.
Hmm, well I have a key to their house. Ill go over with you.
We followed the gentleman into the home. Scott yelled, Mel are you home?
I followed Scott up to Mels bedroom. I looked at Mels answering machine. It had 12 messages on it. We listened to them. Most were from Scott and the other ones were Jessica and Nichole. We looked throughout the home but the house was empty. We walked out the house. Where the hell are they?
Poor Scott was beside himself. Come on Scott lets go back to my house.
Over the next couple of days, Scott was very quiet. Every day wed go over the Smiths home to see if they were home. We finally convinced Scott to call his home to see if they had heard anything. He called home when he was certain that his father would not be there. Hi Mom.
Im at Sams home.
I couldnt stand hearing him scream at me.
Im sorry if I worried you.
I said I was sorry. Mom Im under a lot of stress and I dont need Dad telling me how stupid I am.
Ill come home on one condition. That he doesnt yell at me. I already feel bad enough. He doesnt have to remind me how stupid I am.
Mom Mom. Have you heard from Mel or her family?
Sounding disappointed, Im worried Mom. No one has seen or heard from them since she left the hospital.
Ill try not to worry. Bye Mom.
Scott hung up the phone. Well, Mom said that they havent heard anything from the Smiths. She also said that Dad feels terrible about how he reacted the other day. They want me to come home. She said that Dad and her will be over to pick me up after he gets home from work.
Chris walked over to Scott and patted him on the shoulder. Im happy to hear that your father has come to his senses.
His shoulders relaxed, Scott had a look of relief on his face. Now if we could figure out where the Smiths are, Scott could quit worrying. Why dont we call the gang and go swimming?
Excited Chris said, Yeah! That would be fun!
I could tell that Scott wasnt as thrilled about the idea but
agreed to come along. Chris called the gang and within an hour the seven of us were on our
The gang followed me. The 18th hole is one of the most
interesting holes on the course. Its 600 yards long with a fairway that contains a
series of plateaus onto which you must hit onto. Each plateau is approximately 75 yards in
length and at the end of each there are 10 foot drop offs. In between each plateau there
is 50 yard of rough made up of boulders and long grass. The tee off box offers an awesome
view to the green. To the right of the green there is a large pond and a deep bunker to
the left. Off in the far distance you can see
Come on guys lets go swimming.
Chris held on to my hand as we hiked the trail to
When we arrived at the
With a mischievous grin, Chris held me back as we watched the rest of the gang quickly jump into the water. When their heads popped out the water they all turned around and began pointing and giggling at us. Laughing Chris said, I guess were the cock suckers!
Playfully I jumped on Chris back as he ran for the water and held on as he dove below the surface of the frigid crystal clear water. He took us to the bottom where we could look up to the surface and see the rest of the gang kicking their arms and legs. I could hear muffled sounds of talking and laughter. When we surfaced Chris said, Hang on Sammy, were going back down.
I took a deep breath as we immediately submerged under the water. As we neared the bottom I noticed small schools of sun fish watching us in the distance. Chris gave me a thumbs up as we watched the different species of animal life darting in and out of the grassy bottom. We surfaced again and took another big gulp of air as we went back down. We swam to a huge submerged boulder. As we swam over it the water on the other side became pitch black as we peered down into the abyss below. I motioned for Chris to surface. Holy shit that drops straight off!
I looked back and saw that we were about 100 yards from shore. I could see Scott sitting on the beach surrounded by the rest of the gang. We better head back to shore.
We spent the rest of the afternoon frolicking in the water. When we got back on the beach I looked at my watch and said, Chris, we need to get back. We dont want to miss supper at your house.
Chris smile faded as he nodded at me in agreement. Chris said, Come on guys, lets go.
When we got back to the house, Scott said, Bill is going to take me home. That way my parents wont need to come out here. Thanks for letting me stay out here. I had a great time today. See ya in the morning.
Okay, see ya.
I got cleaned up and put on some dress clothes. I wanted to make a good impression. Mm, Sammy you are looking fine!
Smiling I said, We gotta go. Its .
I parked the car in front of the house and sighed. Chris looked at me, Are you nervous?
Chris opened the door, Come on, lets get this over with.
I followed him up to the house. Chris opened the door and motioned for me to go on in. Mom, Im home!
Chris, Im in the kitchen. Did you bring your friend along?
I followed Chris into the kitchen. Yes Mom.
Hi Mrs. Carlson.
Dear, get Sam something to drink. Supper should be ready in about 30 minutes so why dont you two go make yourselves comfortable. Your father should be home any minute now.
Lets go up to my room.
After what happened last time, I was a little hesitant to go with him. When we entered his bedroom Chris picked up a Nerf ball and threw up it in the air and made a basket. Chris went over to his desk and flipped on the computer. I pulled up a chair next to him as he opened Outlook Express to view his email. As usual its full of junk mail. Hmm, heres one from Dave.
Coach wants to meet with me July 30th. Thats only a week away.
We havent been following his exercise regimen.
I know I know. Tomorrow, Im going to start working out. Would you like to come to the gym with me tomorrow after work?
Sure, Id love to.
Then we could have the guys come out to the football field and we could throw the football around.
Boys, come down and eat!
Chris reached out and grabbed my hand, Come on Sammy lets go eat.
I whispered, Maybe we shouldnt hold hands. Lets just ease her into this. Okay?
Chris looked at me and said, Okay Sammy.
Chris followed me down the stairs and then into the dining room. Oh, there you are, Sam, have a seat and make yourself comfortable. Christopher, can you help me carry in some of this food?
Sam, what do you like to drink?
Mr. Carlson was sitting at the end of the table. So how are you doing Sam?
Im doing fine Mr. Carlson.
Fred, call me Fred.
Chris and Mrs. Carlson brought in what appeared to be prime rib and an assortment of vegetables. This looks delicious Mrs. Carlson.
Its Christophers favorite, prime rib. Before we begin eating, lets say a prayer. Christopher, would you please say the prayer?
Chris frowned, Yes Mom.
Everyone clasped hands before Chris started the prayer, Bless oh Lord and these your gifts which we are about to receive, through thy bounty, through Christ our Lord. Amen.
Okay, everyone dig in.
There was an uncomfortable silence. Im used to my family being loud and gregarious. I looked over at Chris who seemed nervous when he passed me the prime rib.
I tasted the prime rib, Mm, this is absolutely delicious.
Mrs. Carlson smiled proudly, Why thank you Sam.
I heard the front door shut. Mom, Im home!
Come in and eat dear!
Val came in the dining room and sat down at the table. Hi Sam. Hows it hangin?
For once I was happy to see Val. Usually I avoided her like the plague. Im doing fine.
Smirking she said, Yes, Id have to agree, you are looking very fine isnt he Momma?
Hush child, youre embarrassing the young Lad.
Chris looked over at her and acknowledged her, Val
Fred said, I here that Dad and Art are planning on building a log cabin?
Chris said, Yeah, you should see the blue prints. Its going to be awesome!
Theyre thinking of building it above the 18th tee off box so that it will over look the old Carlson farm and Timber Stone.
What the heck are they going to do with a log cabin way up there?
Well, I think they plan on allowing the Carlson and the Johnson families use it for family reunions, to tell you the truth, I really dont know.
You boys are doing a fine job out there. The course looks great this year.
Chris has been a great help.
Chris said, Scott is working with us too.
Yeah, Gramps is getting too old and I think hes looking forward to retirement.
Fred said, Ill have to see that to believe it. The guys like an ant he never stops. He was always on the move and constantly rearranging things out at Timber Stone. I think hes managed to make Timber Stone one of the finest courses in the state.
Proudly I said, Timber Stone was ranked 5th from the top last year. I plan on keeping it that way.
Mrs. Carlson said, Hows your father doing.
Hes doing very well. Hes visiting a new golf club manufacturer that wants to sponsor him at the next PGA Tour.
Fred said, Your old man is really coming into his game. Are you going to follow in his foot steps?
Im not really sure. I love golf but my true love is horticulture and Timber Stone.
Val said, I thought Chris was your true love.
I inhaled some of mashed potatoes and began coughing uncontrollably. Chris immediately stood up and began patting me on the back. I reached for my glass of water and in the process knocked over my glass of Pepsi.
Mrs. Carlson stood up, Oh dear are you okay?
I couldnt quit coughing. With a hoarse voice I said, Wheres the bathroom?
I would like to dedicate this story to Edward W. who died unexpectedly. Edward who preferred to be called Mr. Editor edited chapters 1 through 14 of this story along with my other story, Like Father, Like Son.
Thanks Ed for encouraging me to continue my writing. I will miss you!