Date: Sat, 16 May 2015 12:00:33 -0400 From: Jeremy Ellington Subject: Lessons From My Dad-14 NOTICE: This story contains scenes of a graphical nature, which may not be legal in your area. This story is completely fictional and written only for entertainment purposes. Any similarities to real life people or characters is coincidental. If you have trouble separating real life from fantasy or you are offended by such themes, stop reading now. Lessons From My Dad Chapter 14 I woke up the next morning facing away from Dad, his arm wrapped around me and my back snuggled up so close to his chest it would have been difficult to determine where he stopped and I began...unless you looked at his hairy chest. I could feel a little dampness between us, as if we hadn't moved from that position very much and had been sweating. I realized then that his leg was also tossed over mine, and I could feel his hard cock pressed against my back, pulsing with his heartbeat. I also realized I was hard too, and I began to wonder if I could slowly move myself up and slide his cock back into my butt without him waking up until he was inside me. I dismissed this as folly since he had me cuddled up so tightly against him, a fact that was confirmed when I moved just a little and he grumbled and tried to pull me in even tighter. I sighed, wishing I was tall enough for his cock to already be lodged against my ass, a sigh that was apparently louder than I thought. "You okay Sean? What's wrong?" Dad mumbled in my ear. I felt his cock flex against my back so I wiggled a little against it. "Mmmmm boy, see what you do to me, even after 2 rounds last night? Wait...Sean, are you okay, are you in any pain?" he quickly added, reality un-fogging his brain as he continue to wake up. He let go of me enough to slide his hand down my back to my butt. I'm not sure what he thought he was going to check because he didn't go any further than my cheek. "I think I'm okay Dad," I said, wiggling about a little more now that he didn't have me in a bear hug. "Let's go again!" He chuckled and patted my ass softly. "No, I think we need to see how well you do this morning Sean. You took me like a champ last night...twice...and with no modesty at all I will admit that I'm bigger in the meat department than a lot of guys. Let's get up and around, get some breakfast, plan our day and see how you're feeling once you wake up more." "Oh," I sighed, "All right" "Now Sean, trust me I could go again right now...damn son you are so hot I`m surprised the mattress didn't catch fire last night, and believe me I loved every second of it, but like I think I may have said last night in the heat of our passion, you have a little 13-year old butthole and we need to be sure I didn't do any damage before we even think of going again...despite the absolute fact that I could nail you hard and fast right now, as I'm sure you can tell by my stiff dick in your back!" I pulled a little farther away and rolled over onto my back, displaying my own hard wood. "You're not the only one with fond memories of how good you felt inside my ass last night Dad," I giggled. He reached down and wrapped his hand around my shaft. "Damn son, you're not kidding! I guess quick recovery runs in our family!" "Yeah Dad, but now I have to pee, and if I can't keep the image of you screwing me out of my head for more than a few seconds my dick is never gonna go down," I wailed. He chuckled and hopped up off the bed, grabbing me by the hand and dragging me with him towards the bathroom. "Well then who says our dicks have to go down?" he asked, pulling me into the shower with him. He barely got in there and closed the door behind us when piss shot up out of his hard cock, spraying me all over my chin and torso. I looked at him in shock, saw how big his grin was, and promptly let loose with my own load of piss. My cock being less heavy than his, and therefore pointing straight up, I think I got more on me than on him, but we both started laughing and smearing our hands all over ourselves to rub the urine onto our skin. Dad's stream started to slow so I quickly knelt in front of him and swallowed his cock into my mouth, drinking the remainder of his load. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face into his crotch. "Yeah boy, suck down those last drops of your Daddy's gold! Oh fuck, I can feel your throat swallowing around my shaft. Damn boy you are such a hot little number!" His cock began to grow bigger again so I started to slide my head down his shaft, moaning over every inch. He still had his hand on the back of my head and I could feel him adding a little pressure to encourage me to take more of him in my mouth. I backed up a little, then slid back down again and he moaned, the shower walls amplifying the sound. I could taste his precum mixing with the flavor of his piss and it only made me hungrier for him. I started to bob my head up and down, using one hand to brace myself on his thick, hairy leg, and the other hand to massage his heavy balls. He grabbed my head with his other hand and used both to fuck my mouth, not forcing himself in all way but enough to hit the back of my throat. He started to pump faster and I could feel his balls tightening up in my hand. I grabbed my own cock and started to pump myself. He pushed his cock into my throat one last time then yelled 'FUCK' when his cum started to explode into my mouth just as I began shooting my load on his feet. I swallowed as fast as I could, counting off 6 good shots of his juice followed by some smaller ones. I swallowed each one down while slowly moving my mouth up and down his cock, making sure I didn't miss any. I pulled off and began lapping at the combined drops of his and my piss that had gotten buried in his pubes and on his balls, making loud slurping noises to show him how much I appreciated the taste. He ruffled my hair with his hands, then started to direct me upwards to clean the rest of his hairy belly and torso. "Oh yeah son, lick up all of our piss...that's a good little pisspig...I can't wait to kiss you and taste it." With that he pulled me up the rest of the way by my shoulders and thrust his tongue deep into my mouth, moaning as he ran it in and around, trying to suck up all of our merged piss. He pulled back and slid his tongue all over my mouth and face, then gave me a peck on the nose. "Sean...sometimes I think you're really a 30 year-old trapped in a 13 year-old's body. You look and normally act like a young lad, but when it comes to sex, you are hotter than a bunch of older men put together!" "Okay Dad, I hope you aren't including yourself in that `older men' group, cuz you are far hotter than me!" "Aw Sean you're such a charmer!" he chuckled as he reached down to turn on the water. "Step back for a sec while I get a good temp for us." Once he had the water at the right level he grabbed the shower wand and rinsed up both off. He told me to cup my hands so he could pour in some shampoo, then we both got our hair all sudsed up. We each got some soap and started to briskly wash the other, but when he got to my butt he stopped, and very carefully rubbed some soap onto me. "How does that feel Sean, are you tender? It feels like you're a little puffy back there. I hope to hell I didn't hurt you son!" I had tensed up a little when I first felt his fingers at my ass. "I think I'm okay Dad, yeah a little tender, but I'm not in any pain or anything." He cupped my chin with his free hand and pulled my face up to look at him. "You're sure son...I want you to be completely honest with me on this. I know I was a little rough on you last night and I will never forgive myself if I hurt you at all." "Honest Dad, I'm okay. Believe me, I know what pain feels like after my last visit to the hospital, and I wouldn't put myself through anything like that." He raised his eyebrows at me. "No Dad, no, I'm not at all comparing what those jerks did to me and the wonderful things that we did last night. I'm just saying that I wouldn't lie to you about being in pain...I really want to do this again and again, and I want to be sure I can handle it...and I really can!" I stretched up as far as I could and managed to plant a kiss on his chin. He smiled at me and bent his head forward and returned the kiss, this time right on my lips. I moaned and caressed his hairy chest. He grabbed my hands and held them. "Oh no you don't, we are going to get cleaned up and then we're going out for breakfast. I've got quite an appetite after last night, and something tells me I'm really gonna need to keep my strength up living with you!" "Now I already told you Dad, I'm a teenager now, so yeah, you are definitely gonna need to keep up your stamina! If I have my way that big piece of manmeat you've got hangin between your sexy, hairy legs is gonna be in my ass or down my throat every chance I can get it there!" He just stared me, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Then he just pulled me into him and started laughing his head off. "Sean...oh fuck son...you are going to put me in a home for the sexually-spent before the year is out! I just don't know if there is any way I can keep up with you, nope, not at all." "Now c'mon Dad, you've got more stamina that that! You've just got to eat from all the right food groups," I teased. He swatted my ass as he chuckled and nudged me toward the door. "Speaking of the food groups, we both need to get dressed so we can get some breakfast! If we don't get a move on it'll be time for lunch!" We exited the bathroom and walked to our respective bedrooms, got dressed, and met again in the kitchen. We left the house, Dad locked up and we crawled into his car. He headed right for our favorite breakfast spot, got ourselves a seat and ordered more food than we usually eat. Dad kept glancing at me as if he wanted to say something, so I smiled at him while chewing to try to encourage him, but he just grinned back and looked away. I had the feeling he wanted to open the discussion on how I was able to take his thick cock so easily last night, but he either didn't know how to broach the subject or didn't think this was the time and place. "So Pop, what's on the agenda for this weekend," I asked, hoping to get us back to normal conversations. He looked at me with a neutral expression in his face which unnerved me a little. Then he broke out into a grin. "Well Sean, we can catch a movie, we can go to the park, we can do putt-putt golf...whatever you like." I smiled back at him, relieved that he seemed to be okay with everything. Then his grin turned into a smirk. "But first, we're gonna go home and have a talk about what happened last night." Oh shit. The smile quickly vanished from my face. I looked down at my empty plate. I can't really explain why I was suddenly so nervous, I mean Dad sure seemed to enjoy himself last night and was kidding around with me this morning, but he had time to think about this while we were eating and maybe...maybe he changed his mind? He reached out with his fingers and cupped my chin, lifting my face up. I sorta stared at his shirt, unable to meet his eyes. "Sean, look at me," he whispered. I let my eyes travel up to meet his, feeling the moisture start to pool in the corners. He had a concerned look on his face but he still had a little smile. "Sean, this will not be a bad conversation, not at all. Everything I said to you last night and this morning was the truth, and that hasn't changed. I just think we should talk about everything we do. You surprised me last night, pleasantly so, and I'm curious and concerned at the same time." His smile got even bigger. "I'm also getting a hardon sitting here looking at you and thinking about last night, so if you're through eating, we best get on our way before I pop the buttons on my jeans!" He stood up and I immediately looked at his crotch, I couldn't help myself. Sure enough I could see a bigger bulge than usual and I covered my mouth to hide the grin that took over my face. He reached over and ruffled my hair. I tried to discreetly adjust my own hardening cock but I wasn't as discreet as I thought because I heard him chuckling at me as he walked over to the cashier to pay the bill. We both started laughing as we practically ran to the car. I'm sure we left some very confused patrons back in that diner. I felt so much better! I decided to be a little mischievous and reached over to massage the bulge in Dad's pants. "Sean!" he yelled out and I quickly snatched my hand away, thinking I once again went too far. Then he laughed, grabbed my hand and put it right back on his dick. "What the hell boy," he moaned. "Go for it...just don't make me cum again, I need to save something for later." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I giggled and started to slowly run my hand up and down the lump in his pants. I could hear him making soft moaning sounds. Unfortunately for my fun we didn't live all that far from the diner, so before I got a chance to get too wicked we were home. Dad looked over at me after he turned off the engine, then took my hand and held it in his. "I know we're both hot and bothered now Sean, but our conversation has to come first." He saw the dejected look on my face and added "Now, I know how we are son. We'll get to playing, then we'll take a nap, and the next thing we know it would be too late to do anything else today, so we ARE going to have a discussion! Let's get in the house, let our woodies go down, and talk man-to-man." I understood what he was saying, so I smiled at him, unbuckled my seatbelt and climbed out of the car. We went into the house, Dad grabbed a beer for himself and a soda for me, and then we both sat on the couch. "Okay Sean. One more time, I absolutely loved what you did for me last night, and I look forward to doing it again and again. But how did you manage to take all of me so easily, twice no less?" I know I must have blushed a deeper shade of red than I ever had before. After all the worrying I did about how to tell him about the cucumbers I realized that I never actually formulated what it was I was going to say to him. I never liked to lie to my Dad so I threw caution to the winds and decided to just tell him everything. "Um...hold onto that question Dad, I'll be right back," I said and headed into my room to retrieve my vegetable friends. I came out holding them and the jar of petroleum jelly wrapped up in a towel. I sat down next to Dad and took a deep breath, looking up to see a very quizzical look on his face. "Ok Dad, I know you're gonna want to laugh, and I guess it really is funny, but please try not to make too much fun of me. I was a boy on a mission, with limited resources, so I had to make do with what I could get my hands on, which, for a 13-year old kid, isn't much." Dad looked a little shocked at my comments. "Sean...what...I would never make fun of you! Don't forget we have an agreement that if you ever think I am you call me on it right away, we've talked about this!" "I know Dad, but this may be an extreme situation, and I guess I can take my lumps as long as you understand I think everything I did was worth it." I reached into the towel and withdrew the petroleum jelly. "Well, for starters, I can get us something that will be a lot better than this Sean," he said, taking the jar from my hand. "This stuff will work in a pinch, but it doesn't really get absorbed as fast as you want so bacteria can form if you don't wash it out really well. Plus, at some point you'll want to be with someone else and that will mean using condoms. Petroleum jelly will eat the latex they use to make condoms, which renders them pretty much useless. But yeah, I get that you wouldn't know what else to use, and there's no harm done son. Is this what you're embarrassed about?" "Oh Dad, that doesn't even scratch the surface of my embarrassment!" I slowly opened the towel to reveal the two cucumbers I had been using to open myself up for him. I heard a sharp intake of breath so I jerked my head up to see his face. He quickly covered his mouth with his big hand. I could see his face turning red and his eyes starting to widen. I could tell he wanted to laugh but was trying his best not to. I sighed. "Go ahead Dad, let it out, I'd hate to have to explain to the emergency room doctor why your head exploded." He looked at me, covered his face with both hands and just roared! I had to admit he tried really hard to hold it in, and I appreciated the effort, but even I started to giggle when I saw the tears rolling down his cheeks. He reached over and pulled me into a hug, shoulders shaking from trying to rein in his laughter. His hug surprised me so much I dropped the towel and heard the cucumbers fall to the floor. I pulled back and looked down at them and cried "My dildos!" That set him off again, laughing even harder than he was before. Once I realized what I said I couldn't help but start laughing again as well. We held each other for what seemed like 10 minutes. Each time we started to calm down one of us would start giggling again and off we would go for another couple of minutes. Just when it seemed we were finally going to settle down he said "Son, I will never be able to look at a cucumber the same way again!" It took us another 5 minutes or so to quiet down after that. After we managed to pull ourselves together and settle back into our spots on the couch I related my entire tale to him, from vegetable purchase to final worries of whether he was going to let me climb onto his cock. He just shook his head at me and smiled, but I could tell he wasn't making fun of me and I realized I had worried too much, as usual. "Okay Sean," he said, trying to finally compose himself. "Let me start by saying how much I appreciate the process you went through, and it is not at all lost on me that you did this mostly for me, and baby I love you more for that than I ever thought possible. Now, as far as the cucumbers, I think we can toss those away now. I can buy us some real dildos if you want them. I mean now that I've already been inside you it may not be necessary to have more than a couple of sizes, but I would like us to still use them to get you used to my cock. And Sean, this isn't just gonna be a one-sided thing. I haven't taken a dick in a long time, but if we're gonna play then I want you inside me too." I just stared at him with my mouth open. It never occurred to me that I would ever do him! I'm the boy, he's the Man! I just couldn't process this. "Dad...are you sure? I mean...you're the Dad, it makes sense that you would always be...you know...the one doing the...you know," I stammered. He smiled at me and took my hand. "Sean, if we're gonna `do it' we might as well call it what it is. `Fucking' Sean. We fucked. I fucked you twice last night, and I fucking LOVED it!" I couldn't control my embarrassed giggle. "You know Dad, that's what I've been calling it in my head, but I didn't want you to get mad at me for cursing." "Well, just don't get carried away Sean. It's okay to call it what it is when we're doing it, and okay to say it when we're talking about it, but I still don't want to hear you saying it around the house just as a normal part of conversation. If you come home one day and say `Fuck, my fucking day was fucked up so much'...well...that just ain't gonna fly boy." I could see the twinkle in his eye so I laughed along with him. I knew he knew me better than that anyway. `You know what Sean? Let's go and pick up our supplies this afternoon. We can get a couple of different kinds of lube to experiment with and see which we like best, and we can get a couple of dildos." He stopped for a second, deep in thought. "Okay, this is going to sound funny, but be honest Sean. You said you stopped using a small cucumber because you didn't need it anymore. Were the remaining ones right for you, I mean did they feel okay and do you think they did the trick for you?" "Well yeah Dad, I guess so. I mean they were nothing like the real thing, but the smaller of the two slid in fairly easily once I got used to being opened up a lot, and the larger one sure hit my prostate like I wanted. It isn't as big as you, but it was the largest one I could find without going for the super-sized ones. Why do you ask?" "Well, we should measure them then, that way I'll know what size dildos to buy. It's an adults-only store so you can't go inside with me...damn, wouldn't *that* cause a scene...and I can't very well carry your vegetables into the store with me for comparison purposes," he snorted. "How many sizes are there," I asked. He laughed. "Sean, there are so many sizes, colors, textures, there's vibrating ones...hell I think they make them now where you can actually get them to squirt stuff out at you!" The look on my face must have been priceless because Dad just laughed at me. "I don't think we need one of those squirting ones Dad, if I want anything to squirt inside me it's gonna be you!" He wiggled his eyebrows and leered at me. "That's the right answer boy; I just love squirting inside you. Now I'll go get the cloth measuring tape, you grab your cucumbers, and we'll hit the sex shop for some toys!" We both got into another giggle fit because the cucumbers were still kind of slippery from the petroleum jelly, despite the fact that I washed them after I used them. Dad joked that he wanted to see how well they fit my butt before we threw them away, but I sat down on the floor to cover my ass and refused to budge until he snapped them in half with his hands. The fact that he could have picked me up from the floor with one arm to have his way with me and still snap a cucumber with his bare hands was not lost on me. After Dad wrote down the measurements we got back into the car and headed out to a part of town I'd never been in. We passed some bars and pawn shops, a hardware store that looked liked it had been there for decades, and at least three liquor stores. I could tell this was a part of town that didn't really cater to kids. Dad pulled into a parking lot and I glanced up to see the name of the place we were parked next to. `The Pleasure Palace' looked like it had seen better days and was really gaudy. It was painted purple, pink and black, had bars over its front windows and door, and had a large, flashing sign out front that advertised XXX videos, toys, lingerie and peep shows. I was actually kind of surprised that Dad even knew this place existed. I looked over at him and that thought must have been written on my face. He shrugged a little sheepishly. "I know its trashy-looking, but its really the only place around to buy what we're looking for," he said, an apology hiding in his voice. He looked around the parking lot, took in the sight of the three other cars there, then looked at me. "I think it was a mistake to have you come with me Sean. Lets get you home and I'll stop by here on the way home from work next week." "C'mon Dad, I'll be okay. I know I can't come in with you, but we're already here. Lets just think of this as an adventure we can look back and laugh at when I'm visiting you in the retirement home," I said, hoping to inject a little humor into the situation so he wouldn't freak out about bringing me to this place. He gave me a weak grin, sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. "Okay Sean. I'm locking the doors and you need to scootch down so you can barely see out the windows. Do NOT open the doors for ANYONE, for WHATEVER reason, do NOT get out of the car, and if anyone tries to get in or even so much as looks at you, use one hand to call me on your cell phone and other hand to lay on the car horn. Do you understand me?" I quickly removed the smile from my face and nodded. "Out loud Sean," he growled. "Yes Sir Dad, I promise to do all of those things. I'll barely move a muscle until you get back to the car and you unlock it with your keys." He sighed again, grabbed the keys from the ignition and left the car, using the key ring to lock the doors. He even clicked it twice so the horn would beep to assure him it was really locked. That surprised me, considering he was trying to NOT draw attention to me being there, so I looked up at him and pressed my finger to my lips as if to shush him. His face blanched and he strode into the store, looking back at me once just to be sure. I waited a few minutes before slowly peeking up over the window from my slouched position. I wasn't trying to draw attention to myself; I just wanted to scope out the area a little. One of the other cars in the parking lot looked old, but the other two were very new-looking, expensive cars. I guessed that even the rich folks had to travel out here to get their sex toys. That made me giggle, of course, and I barely heard the sound of a pickup truck pulling in. It parked two spaces away but because it was a truck it was tall enough for me to still see its window and the top of its cab. The driver stepped out and looked over at our car. SHIT!!!!! It was CARL! `Please don't come over, please don't come over' kept running through my head as I slowly slid further down in the seat. I heard his truck door shut...then...nothing...then his footsteps on the gravel walking away. I grabbed my phone and texted Dad. "Carl just pulled up didnt c me on his way in. grabbed ur jacket from bck seat of car, hiding n space under glove box w/ jacket ovr me." I did exactly what I texted I would, phone in front of my face waiting to see if Dad would respond. Oh he did, and quickly too! "SHIT!!! Grt thinking, stay put, alrdy bought stuff, he wont c anything, I'll lose hm. On my way out." What probably only took a few minutes seemed to drag on forever until I heard the doors unlock. Dad jumped in the car and started it right up. "You still under there Sean," he whispered. "Yep," I whispered back. I felt him put the car into gear and pull out. After we drove for a couple of minutes I heard a chuckle, then the jacket was torn off my head. I looked up at Dad to see a huge grin on his face. I knew my eyes were wide open as I looked up at him, and he started to laugh. I pulled myself up into the seat wondering what he thought was so danged funny about us almost getting caught, then I started to giggle. The next thing I knew Dad had pulled off the road because we were both laughing so hard we each had tears running down our faces. After a bit we calmed down enough for him to put the car back into gear and pull out onto the road again. "Dad, is this one of those times when I can say the `F' word without getting into trouble," I asked. He started laughing again. "Fuck yeah Sean, let `er rip!" "FUCK Dad, that almost scared the piss outta me! I saw Carl's face just for a split second but I know he recognized our car! I just knew he was gonna come over and see me, my mind was going a mile a minute thinking up excuses for being there. Then when he walked into the store I started thinking of excuses YOU could give him for bringing your son to a sex store to buy some dildos! FUCK!" He kept laughing and reached out a hand to pretend to swat at me. "Stop Sean or I'll have to pull over again! Damn that really is something we'll laugh about for years to come! I can just hear you too, thinking up what I'm sure would have been a very plausible reason why a 13-year old boy was sitting in a car in the seediest part of town, in front of a porn store, waiting on his Daddy to buy him some goodies! Shit that was close!" "Did he see you in there? Did you talk to him?" "Oh yeah, he came right up to the cashier where I was clutching my newly purchased booty...HA, booty, that's the perfect word...and he let me know he saw the car out front. He tried to act like he'd caught me in something naughty but I didn't even bat an eye. I just winked at him and I think he realized he was in the same `gotcha' predicament I was, so he mumbled something about seeing me at work on Monday and headed off to the back. I came right on out, looked at the door to be sure he hadn't followed me, and well...the rest you know." "What would you have said Dad if he had caught you looking at the dildos?" "I really don't know Sean, my brain doesn't work as fast as yours. I probably would have told him to hang on, texted you to get a witty answer, and then run out the door!" He fist-tapped my shoulder and winked at me when I snorted at him. "Oh yeah Dad, that wouldn't have looked at all suspicious!" "Hey, like I said, he was in there the same as me. Nobody was in the position to point fingers." "So what did you get," I asked, suddenly excited about his purchases now that our latest near-crises had been averted. "Can I look?" "Mmmm, let's hold off until we get home Sean. It would be just our luck today for me to get pulled over by a cop and there you'd be, looking at porn store purchases." I was disappointed that I had to wait but I couldn't help giggling at his comment. "Okay then, change of topic. I'm getting hungry, what do you want to eat tonight?" Dad turned to me and wiggled his eyebrows. "I know what I'd like to feed you boy," he growled. I reached over and rubbed his crotch, his bulge always present. I felt it move a little under my hand before he yelped and yanked my hand away. "Okay, I take it we can't do that while you're driving this time. Well, you've covered dessert Sir, but what about the main course?" He chuckled at me and shook his head. "Why can't it be both, boy?" I laughed and fist-tapped his shoulder this time. "Because I need more than just your delicious cum if I'm gonna grow up to be big and strong, and have a big cock like my Daddy, that's why!" He pretended to ponder that for a moment. "Well, as disappointed as I am, I cannot argue that logic with you. Mind you, all that extra protein can't hurt!" "Oh trust me Sir, I won't ever turn it down, but a boy cannot live by cum alone. How about we start with pizza then go from there?" He laughed and agreed. We decided to stop at the store and grab a frozen pizza and some additional toppings along with the other grocery items we needed to stock up on. Delivery pizza is great but it's cheaper and kinda fun to buy a good frozen one and add our own extra toppings. We were in the checkout line and I was just looking around when I saw Carl's truck pull up outside. "Dad! Carl just pulled up," I whispered, tugging on his shirt. He suddenly got a panicked look on his face, "Okay Sean, just play along with me on this. I'll do the talking, don't contradict anything I say, we'll get through this day one way or another!" Dad paid for our purchases and started to push the car towards the exit, then faked a surprised look. "Carl!" he said loudly. Carl stopped quickly, looked at Dad, then at me, then back and forth again. I could tell his mind was whirling, seeing as he just left Dad at the porn store and now here he was, son in tow. "Hey guys," Carl said, walking up and shaking Dad's hand and then mine. Whatcha been up to?" He had a look in his eye like he thought he knew something, but Dad cut that off right away. "Oh I was out running errands, then I stopped by the house and grabbed the chef here to do our shopping cuz only he knows the secret ingredients that go into the meals he makes for us, " Dad said his voice betraying absolutely nothing. "Yeah Carl, I had to blindfold him to make sure he couldn't see which spices and secret ingredients I bought. He's gonna have to buy my new cookbook...when I write it...just the same as everyone else," I added, hoping Dad wouldn't get upset that I chimed into the conversation. Dad and Carl laughed. "Well, I guess that means I ain't getting a free copy either, eh Sean," Carl said as he punched me lightly on the arm. I laughed and added "Well, I suppose if you agree to be a guinea pig for some of my more extravagant dishes, we can negotiate Carl." Everyone laughed again, Carl waved goodbye and Dad and I made our way back to the car. "Nice save Sean," Dad said as we started to drive away. "I should have known better than to tell you to let me lead the conversation. Like I said earlier, you're much quicker on your feet than I am. Thanks for taking over, Carl didn't suspect a thing!" "I was hoping you wouldn't be mad at me Dad, but he didn't look convinced so I blurted out the first thing that came to my head." "I'm not mad at all Sean, I'm grateful. I've got the smartest son in 5 counties sitting next to me, and I would do well never to forget it!" I just smiled up at Dad, and then punched him on the shoulder. "Its all in the genes Dad, all in the genes." 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