Date: Wed, 30 May 2012 16:59:50 -0700 (PDT) From: Pete Bruno Subject: A Single Soul Chapter 5 NOTICE: This story may contain scenes of a graphical nature, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18, or if material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. If you continue to read, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in these stories or story; neither you nor any family members are an employee of any type of government, law enforcement, or investigative entity; you are not performing any type of research in preparation for any forms of legal action either directly or indirectly affecting the contents of this author; and you are agreeing that the author and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading these stories or story. This story contains unsafe sex between men who had never had sex with other men, but this is just a story so please protect yourself. 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Single Soul Chapter 5-Frank Sorts It Out Wednesday morning dawned bright and sunny. Denise was out early to work again and Matt made breakfast for the boys. It was amazing how quickly the two boys had bonded, it was if they had been together their entire lives; after breakfast they were out the door in a flash with Ian on a leash for a hike in the woods behind the house. Matt was glad that they were interested in more than just video games; the exercise was good and it tired them out, it was a win-win situation. After completing his morning schedule he started to research breeders of Scottish Terriers and found one down in Myrtle Beach that had rave reviews posted and also an impressive list of champions in the lines of both sires and dams; the good news for Matt was they separated the liters between pet quality and show quality. He called a few of the numbers listed under personal references and was pleased to make contact with two people who had purchased puppies from the breeder that gave her rave reviews. He called the breeder who explained that being a small breeder they only produced three to four litters a year. As luck would have it she had two male pet quality puppies left, they were eleven weeks old, one wheaten and one black; and since they had been around for an extra three weeks they had already been weaned and were well on their way to being completely potty trained. Matt asked her for an appointment the next day to view the puppies; it was just over a two and three quarter hour drive so he said he could be there by 11:00 and she agreed. The boys returned from their hike sweaty and dirty and wanted to swim. Matt told them to shower first and bring in their dirty clothes to be washed and took an exhausted, and panting Ian inside for a bowl of water. When he and Denise first looked at the house, one of the features besides the private back yard and built in pool (which comes in very handy in the heat of North Carolina) was the pool house/gym that the owner had built back in the corner of the property. The building had two small changing rooms that each had a shower, a powder room along with a weight room that measured about 10X20 feet; the owner was a retired Colonel and took a liking to Matt, and since he could not use the weight equipment in retirement condo he gifted it to Matt who was thrilled. The boys showed up in the kitchen fresh from their shower for lunch, clean but naked since they were going in the pool. Matt didn't object but wondered if the house would end becoming a nudist camp with Denise away, not that that bothered him, he enjoyed being naked and think about all the laundry it would save him from having to do. After lunch the boys headed out to the pool and Matt headed back to the office to put a few more hours in, since he would be gone most of the next day on the puppy hunt, but he didn't tell Jimmy, wanting to surprise the boy. Once again he watched the from his office window while the boy applied their sunscreen and Ian retreated to the cool concrete under the table shaded by an umbrella, he watched under the guise of making sure they applied the sunscreen completely, but watching Matty on one knee applying it to Jimmy's naked boy-butt and legs made his cock twitch, and reminded him of a time many years ago... Jimmy sat on the bed with his back to the wall, his legs spread and knees pulled up while Matt lay between his legs and licked his balls while he jerked-off his buddy. They had been working through the porn magazines they had found earlier that day and re-enacting a few of the positions. They had given up on butt fucking for the time being until they could gather more information about how to minimize the pain. "Oh, fuck, Matty, having your balls licked feels fucking fantastic. I'm gonna cum any minute, man," Jimmy said with a raspy voice. Matt wasted no time and moved up and swallowed his buddy's erection just in time and received the second load of cum for the day. "Man, dude, that was as big as the first," Matt said as he wiped his face. "Yeah, getting your balls licked really is great; wait to you feel it," Jimmy said as he dove between Matt's legs pushing his knees apart and attacking his buddy's hairy ball sack with his tongue. It wasn't long before Matt was panting and moaning and he deposited his second load of the day. After he caught his breath he said, "Let's go down and make a sandwich; I'm starving," and he got up and ran down to the kitchen with Jimmy right behind him. "Yo, dude," Jimmy said when they made it to the kitchen, "shouldn't we put some clothes on?" "Nah, it's all right; it's a all male household now, and Dad won't be home for another hour at least." "Cool, I like hanging out naked," Jimmy laughed as he grabbed Matt's ass while he was bent over getting sodas and lunchmeat out of the frig. The boys were of course a bit "chubbed up" while making their sandwiches; there was just something sexy about hanging out naked, it was the excitement of doing something so daring. They had just finished eating and were cleaning up when the kitchen door opened. The boys turned to see Matt's dad standing in the doorway dressed in his trooper uniform complete with gun belt; the boys froze and blushed beet red. "Dad!" Matt exclaimed, "we, we were just..." Both boys were nearly shaking with fear. "Calm down, guys; it's cool if you want to hang out naked; it's just us guys here now and I'm glad I caught you. Now I can do it and not feel funny if you guys are around," Frank said. "Really?" both boys asked at once. "Yeah; if I had my way I'd be naked all the time; I think it's a guy thing. I used to do it all the time when I was first married and the wife gave me a hard time but I kept it up, then after Matty was born she was emphatic, no nudity in front of the boy. All the guys I know always like being naked, swimming, sleeping and that stuff but it seems all the women I've known had a problem with it, even my mother and sister. I figure women feel vulnerable when they are naked." The boys seemed to relax, but were still standing slack-jawed staring at Frank. "You boys think I'm kidding? Make me a sandwich and I'll be back in ten minutes to prove it, and make sure you wash your hands first," Frank said as he headed out of the kitchen. Jimmy watched Frank walk out the kitchen, the huge shoulders and arms and the unbelievably small waist for a man of his age was amazing; he was in awe of the man and actually secretly he loved him more than his own father. Frank always made him feel special and valuable, not just another result of the church's ban on birth control. Frank was always interested in what he was involved in, how he was doing in school, and his sports and most of all he always listened to his problems and only gave council when asked without judgment. "Matty, your dad is so fucking cool; I wish I could live here with you guys full time." "Yeah buddy, I wish you could too," Matt said quietly as they worked on making Frank a big sandwich and grabbing him a beer. It seemed that more and more all the time he was having feelings for Jimmy that went beyond friendship and it scared the shit out of him; he was petrified of loosing him so much so that he was content to hide his feelings. They had just set his set his place at the table when Frank appeared in the doorway, naked and still damp from his shower. "Well," he said raising his arms above his head and doing a complete turn, "Didn't believe I'd have the balls to come down naked, did you?" Frank asked with a laugh. "Big deal," Matt said, "we've seen your balls before, Dad," he said laughing as he placed the plate on the table. Frank laughed at his sons joke then turned serious. "Listen guys, it's okay if we hang out naked around the house but it's important, especially for you, Jimmy, that nobody knows. Its not that we're doing anything wrong but some people might not understand," Frank said seriously. "Don't worry Uncle Frank, what happens here stays here," Jimmy said. "Good," Frank said as he picked up his plate and beer and headed for the family room. "Come on, there's a Phillies game on TV." The guys followed Frank and found seats and started to watch the game; all three guys spread out on couches and the big chair, completely relaxed and uninhibited and enjoyed the bonding experience. The ringing of the phone once again brought Matt back to the present; "Hello." "Hey, buddy." "Hey, Dad, how you doing?" Matt asked his father. "Great, listen; I've made a reservation at Texas Roadhouse for 18:00. I thought I'd meet you there and then come back to the house to visit a bit with Denise." "That will work, Dad; are you going to stay the night?" "No, I have some things to take care of tomorrow, so I won't be back up until around 14:00." "That will work, Dad; I'm taking Jimmy down to Myrtle Beach to buy a puppy and we'll be back by then; if not, use your key." "Puppy, huh?" Frank said with a laugh. "Can't say no can you? But I know how that feels." "Hey, what can I say? I was I had a great teacher," Matt said. "Suck up," Frank laughed. "See you at the restaurant." "Yeah, Dad; see you then." Matt hung up the phone and looked out the window. The boys were sitting on the side of the pool shoulder to shoulder; Matty had his arm around Jimmy's shoulder and Jimmy was petting Ian who was sitting at his side; they were laughing about something. The beauty of what he was watching made his heart ache. The innocence and the promise that the budding friendship held for the future was almost overwhelming. The very thought that there was a possibility that history may repeat itself made his blood run cold, and then he felt the tears hit his cheeks. Matt was in the kitchen drinking a glass of water, composing himself when the doorbell rang; he went to answer it and found a smiling Jim on the other side. Matt opened the door and let him enter, "Listen, Jim; just walk in from now on; I have a feeling you'll be doing this quite a bit this summer." "Thanks, Matt, and where are the dynamic duo?" "Last I saw they sitting on the edge of the pool," Matt said as Jim followed him through the house and out to the patio. They stopped at the sliding doors and watched as the boys where playing keep away with Ian and a Frisbee, "What's this, the Leo nudist camp?" Jim asked with a laugh. "I guess, they went for a long hike in the woods with Ian and came back filthy so I made them get showered in the gym before going in the pool." "Gym?" Jim asked. "Yeah, see that building, the pool house? It has a full gym and dressing room's and showers." "Fucking awesome man," Jim said. "Yeah, one of the main reasons we bought the place." He opened the door and they went out onto the patio. "Hey, Dad," Matty called out from the other side of the pool; "are you going swimming with us?" he asked. "No, buddy, as good as that sounds I think we need to get out of Capt. Matt's hair." "Hey, if you want to go for a swim go for it, we have about an hour and half before we have to leave for the restaurant," Matt said. "The water looks great and I'm hot as hell; thanks, man," Jim said as he started to strip off his uniform. "Are you coming or what?" Jim said as he bent over to pull off his boots. `Oh, what the fuck?' Matt thought and started to strip. "Yeah, what the hell," he said, ripping off his shirt and dropping his pants. Jim stood up and dropped his pants as well. It was the first time Matt had seen him naked in more than twenty years and it took his breath away. He had honed his own body to perfection but Jim was spectacular and he forced himself to look away, but the image was burned in his memory. When he turned back he saw Jim looking him up and down. "Whoa, buddy, you have put on some serious muscle, and that stomach ... shit! ... you're putting me to shame," Jim said with a smile. "Yeah, hardly Mr. Men's Health magazine cover boy," Matt laughed. "All right, boys," Jim shouted, "last one in is a rotten egg," the boys screamed with delight and jumped into the pool with their dads. The guys spent the next forty-five minutes playing, doing cannon balls, going down the slide, and having chicken fights on the dads' shoulders; and all the while Ian wore himself to a frazzle running around the pool and barking at the swimmers. When they got out and Jim and Matty got dressed, Jim surprised Matt by pulling him into a bro-hug, "Thanks again, Matt, that's the most fun I've had in ages and it's great to see my boy is so fucking happy," he said. Matt stiffened a bit and pulled himself away. "No problem, Jim; he's no trouble at all and both our boys are stoked to have someone to hang out with," he said with a small smile. Matt steeled himself as he felt his resolve slipping; he wasn't going to let him off the hook just yet. He walked Jim to the side, out of earshot of the boys, "Have you heard from Linda?" he asked. "No, I'm going to call her tonight and see what the fuck she's up to," Jim said quietly; "would you mind having Matty one more day?" he asked. "Of course not, but I wanted to ask if it's all right if Matty comes with us tomorrow, I'm taking him down to Myrtle Beach to buy a puppy but that's a surprise, we'll be home by 16:00." "A puppy, huh? Man you caved fast," Jim laughed. "Well, yeah, he's my baby and, hell, it's just a puppy; apparently you couldn't say no either," Matt said with a embarrassed laugh. Matt, Denise, and Jimmy arrived at the restaurant and found Frank standing on the porch waiting, when Jimmy spotted his grandfather he shouted, "Papa," and ran into Frank's open arms, laughed with delight as his grandfather spun him around and planted a big kiss on his cheek. "You are getting bigger all the time buddy; pretty soon you'll be as big as me," Frank said when he put the boy down. He then turned to hug and kiss his daughter-in-law and then his son. "Dad, I'm so glad you came; it's so much better than a phone call," Denise said. "How could I let my only daughter go away on such a long cruise without saying good-bye in person?" "Thanks, Dad, thanks a lot," she said as she hugged him again, "I hope you're coming back after dinner," Denise said. "Wouldn't miss it," Frank said as he led his family into the restaurant. Later that night after visiting and saying his good-byes, Frank headed back to the beach and Denise got Jimmy tucked in and spent some time with him alone and also said her good-byes since she had to leave so early and she didn't want to get him up at 04:00. While Matt was lying in bed waiting for Denise his mind wandered back to the afternoon at the pool. Seeing Jim naked resurrected memories, desires, and feelings that he keep safely locked away for more than twenty years, and despite himself his cock got harder than stone. His thoughts were disturbed when she got in bed, he rolled over and kissed her; she grabbed his cock and said, "Make it quick, Captain; I have to be up at 04:00." Jim dropped Matty off Thursday morning as planned and the guys had a quick breakfast before Matt gave Jimmy the big news. Of course he was ecstatic and bumped fists with Matty. With a quick policing of the kitchen complete, everyone piled into the car, including Ian, for the just under three hour journey to Myrtle Beach. The breeder suggested bringing Ian along to meet the puppies; she thought it would be good to have him along so there would be less chance of territorial problems introducing a new puppy at home. She felt that since he was only fourteen months old himself, there shouldn't be a problem. The trip down was smooth, with little traffic and with the guidance of the GPS they arrived at the breeders right on time. Matt went to the door to meet with the breeder while the boys took Ian for a quick walk so he could take care of business, but he was more interested in all the plethora of scents that greeted him as he dragged Matty around the front yard tail wagging and nose to the ground collecting information on the inhabitants of the property. The little adventure was interrupted by Matt calling to the boys from the front of the house. They looked over to the woman coming out carrying two puppies, one black and one kind of tan colored. Matt and the boys followed her over to a small fenced area about 10X10 and in through the gate where she promptly deposited the puppies on the ground; and they were off, running and jumping up and kissing the boys; even Ian was having fun. She told them that the black one was named Angus McDuff and the wheaten was named Danny Boy McBeath on their AKC papers but they could call them whatever they liked. Matt told Jimmy he needed to pick one almost sure it would be the black one so it would look like the scotch bottle. "How about both, Dad? They're brothers and probably don't want to be separated," Jimmy said smiling at his dad while both puppies sat in front of him panting. "Well, they certainly are a pair," the breeder said, "and I could make you a very good deal if you took both." He looked down at his son and his friend playing with the puppies, giggling and rolling around on the ground. `Well, I can't run it past Denise, and she won't be home for six months,' he reasoned to himself; so he figured, `Oh what the fuck, in for a penny, in for a pound.' "Okay, let's talk," he said to the breeder. Forty-five minutes later the two puppies freshly bathed and dried and were in their traveling crate next to Ian on their way to their new home in Jacksonville. "Thanks, Dad, I promise I'll take care of Duffy and Danny Boy," Jimmy said, "And I'll help," chimed in Matty." "Okay, guys, I'm not going to forget you said this, both of you," Matt said smiling as he watched the boys through the rear view mirror kneeling shoulder to shoulder leaning over the back seat to talk to the puppies in their crates. Meanwhile, back in Jacksonville, Jim had just pulled into his driveway and was getting out of the truck when he saw Matt's dad walking up Matt's walk. "Uncle Frank," he shouted as he ran across the street to greet the man he'd idolized for so many years. When he stopped in front of Frank he was shocked; the man looked almost as if he'd barely aged. He went to hug the man as he had done so many times in the past, but Frank stepped back and stuck out his hand. "Hello, James," he said very formally; "I think it would be best if you stuck to just Frank." Jim felt like he'd been punched in the stomach. "I ... I just don't understand why Matty, and now you, are so upset with me," Jim said as he felt his eyes filling with tears. "Look, James; I have always been straight with you and I'm not going to stop now. I loved and treated you as if you were my own son, and Matthew thought of you as his brother. When he told me what happened the last time you were together, and I saw the pain you caused him, it ripped my heart out." James was standing almost stock still in front of Frank, with tears streaming down his face. "I don't understand, Sir, I really don't understand why you both are so angry with me." "Well, James; I suggest you go home and have a drink while you think about the last time you boys were together the summer of your senior year. Then, and only then, I want you to come over and tell us what you remember and apologize to Matthew," Frank said with a stern look. Jim looked down at his shoes, then he looked up directly into Frank's eyes. "Yes Sir. I'll do anything if it means you'll forgive me." "James, Matthew has already told me about your conversation, and I, like Matthew, have already forgiven you. I did that many years ago, but if we're ever going to get back to our old relationship, you need to do some soul searching." He gave James a small re-assuring smile. "And by the way, I think what you boys are doing for your sons is admirable." "Thank you, Sir; I'll head on over and get to work," he said, "and I promise I won't let you down." The hurt and pain that showed on the boy's face almost broke Frank's heart but he held his ground. "I'm sure you won't," he said and shook Jim's hand, turned and headed for the house. To be continued... Authors Note: Thanks to all of you who have written to tell how much you're enjoying the story, I hope you stay tuned. For all the readers enjoying the stories here at Nifty, remember that Nifty needs your donations help to provide these wonderful stories. Also, if there are any Marines out there reading this story who would like to help as a technical adviser, I'd be grateful; just send me an email.