Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2022 03:02:48 -0500
From: Fang Saito <hokkaidohotel86it@gmail.com>
Subject: Cadence - Chapter 16

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Cadence

Part 16

	Cade woke up the next morning warm and relaxed, still snuggled
comfortably against Duncan's front. Assessing his situation, he found that
Duncan seemed to have done a fairly good job of cleaning Cade up after
their sex romp. He could feel that his hole was well fucked, but he wasn't
sticky with lube or cum. He was impressed, as the man usually just went
straight to sleep after sex, saving cleanup for the next morning while
leaving them to sleep in the aftermath of their carnal fun.

Slipping gently out of bed, Cade ran to go relieve his bladder and clean
up. After realizing how relatively clean he was compared to most mornings
after sex with Duncan, Cade gave a lazy stretch and went back to bed. It
was nice and warm under the blankets as he snuggled back up to Duncan, who
stirred enough to wrap his arms back around the young teen.

	"I always forget how tiny you are," Duncan mumbled sleepily as he
nuzzled the back of Cade's head.

	Some time later, Cade awakened more fully as Duncan stirred behind
him. He rolled over and they cuddled and kissed as they came more fully
awake, morning breath be damned. Cade thought he should probably take
advantage of the amiable atmosphere to ask his favor.

	"Hey Duncan?" Once Duncan acknowledged that he was listening, Cade
said, "So, I need a favor. Do you think you could maybe take me and Jordan
for haircuts? I don't know what your day looks like."

	Duncan leaned back and grabbed his phone off the nightstand,
checking the time. Cade felt his usual sting of jealousy that he couldn't
afford a cell phone, but it quickly slid out of his mind, like it usually
did.

	"Well, it's almost 9, and I was planning on spending the day with
you guys, and head out when I go to work tomorrow. How about all three of
us go out after lunch?"

	"Yeah, that would be great!"

	"Good. Why don't you go get your brother up, and then you guys work
on knocking out any homework while I fix some breakfast."

	"Yeah, we can do that. Thanks."

	"One last thing, before you go." Duncan tossed his phone down next
to his pillow and propped himself up on his elbow. "Jordan had an
interesting conversation with me."

	Cade visibly froze, waiting to hear where this was going to
go. "Okay," he said cautiously.

	"He said he knew about us, and wanted to know how he could help?
Maybe even give you a break once in a while?"

	Cade brought his knee up hard, doing his damnedest to hit Duncan in
the balls. Both of them being under the covers, he had horrible aim and did
little more than hitting Duncan's meaty thigh.

	"Motherfucker," growled Cade. "I told you to leave him the fuck out
of this. Is that why you had your hand all up under his shirt last night?"

	"Whoa, whoa, calm down!" chuckled Duncan, trying to pin the teen
and keep him from continuing his attack. "Relax, Cade. Relax." Cade quit
fighting, but he was still pissed. He calmed down enough to see what the
bastard was going to say.

	"I told you, he asked me. And I know exactly how you feel about
this. I turned him down. I told him that he and I weren't going to
happen. Okay?"

	He paused, looking hard at Cade, waiting for eye contact. "Okay?"
he repeated. Finally Cade nodded, clearly still a bit upset. "Seriously,"
said Duncan, "I turned him down. Told him it wasn't necessary and that he
should talk to you. And then I told you." He reached out and cupped Cade's
cheek. "I've kept my word, babe."

	"Fine," said Cade cautiously. "But I mean what I said. I'm glad you
remembered."

	"Oh, I fully believe what you said, and I'm sticking by it." Duncan
paused. "He asked me about something else? I suppose it was something you
were already planning to ask me about."

	"Um, okay?"

	With a look in his eyes that could have been teasing or cruel,
Duncan said, "Jordan said you have a boyfriend and want to go out on a
date?"

	"Fuck," Cade muttered under his breath.

	"Hey," said Duncan. "Cade, babe. Did you think you couldn't have a
boyfriend? I'm okay with this. I think it's great."

	"What? Why"

	"Man, when did we ever, in our whole agreement, say that we had to
be exclusive?"

	"You're really not mad?" asked Cade tentatively.

	"Hell no. I think it's healthy as hell that you get a boyfriend
your own age. So what's this date idea you had?"

	Cade filled him in on Nathan's offer for the next Saturday. The
more Duncan signaled appreciation for the details of the idea, the more
Cade allowed himself to feel good about the situation. Duncan offered to
see what he could do to help out with things.

	As they ate lunch, Duncan clarified what exactly Cade was looking
for in a haircut, commenting that he thought the teen looked pretty good
with long hair. Cade lamented how he felt his old dye job looked pretty
ratty.

	"So what about a new dye job, instead?"

	Jordan loved the idea, especially when Duncan offered one for him
as well, and Cade was pretty easily sold on the idea as well. They made an
afternoon of it, browsing a few stores and hitting up a pretty fancy salon
where they got a bit of trim up before getting a bleach and dye job. In the
past, the best Cade had ever managed was a box job from Walmart, going for
a pretty standard black. Duncan convinced him he would look a lot better
with more of a scene look, rather than his standard monochrome black. In
the end, he ended up with his hair flat ironed and feathered, black around
the edges, with the bulk of his hair in two sets of stripes going black,
white, and deep purple. Jordan ended up with his usual brown locks
transformed into a deep electric blue. Cade laughed goodnaturedly, at first
thinking of clowns, but eventually deciding he liked it.

	The trio ended up going on a small shopping spree at Walmart,
restocking toiletries and household supplies, but also some new items
Duncan thought the boys might enjoy to go with their new hair, such as an
inexpensive flat iron and a couple of bottles of nail polish. Black for
Cade, and electric blue for Jordan. Duncan did suggest, and Cade agreed,
that Jordan really did need to wait until Friday and D&D before doing his
nails, still being in elementary school. Jordan seemed a bit put off, but
then Duncan let him pick out a couple of things out of the toy section,
which had the boy giddy with delight.

	"Not that I don't seriously appreciate all this or anything, but
what's going on? Did you get a big promotion or something?"

	Duncan laughed. "Something like that. Just sit back and enjoy
things for a minute."

	Cade's head really spun when they went to check out, and Duncan
pulled out a bunch of extra cash back after he paid for their stuff. He
ended up giving $120 to Cade, telling him that it was $50 apiece for the
mall next Saturday, and an extra $20 for Cade's date. Cade was floored, and
if he was honest with himself, a bit suspicious. Good things just didn't
happen to him.

	Dinner was just as surprisingly excellent. Duncan actually took
them to Red Robin, where they all had giant cheeseburgers with tons of
toppings and even more fries, as the waitress kept bringing them more
baskets. They all laughed and told jokes. Cade ate so much that he
seriously thought he was going to be sick, and still took more than half
his burger home in a box with a whole heap of fries. Jordan did the same,
so Cade was thrilled that he knew what they would have for dinner the next
day.

	Jordan was over the moon about the whole day, and wouldn't quit
thanking Duncan, saying he couldn't remember the last time they had been to
a sit down restaurant. Duncan joked that if he had realized it was that
easy to impress the boy, he should have done it ages ago. The two laughed,
but it really sobered Cade up, because once again, it reminded him of how
much his little brother was really missing. He also didn't really trust
that all was well. Nothing good ever seemed to happen with him unless it
came with a cost.

	Their evening at home was more of the same, with Jordan excited
about his new toys, a pair of new shirts he had been able to pick out, and
another evening with Duncan around. When they finally went to bed, Duncan
gave Cade another surprise as he was unusually tender and attentive in his
lovemaking, being nowhere as aggressive as he typically was. Cade allowed
himself to relax and enjoy the experience, deciding that if the other shoe
was to drop, stressing about it wouldn't do anything to mitigate it.

	By Tuesday, Cade still had not seen a sign of James, so he decided
to kill two birds with one stone, and before school he stopped by the
office and made an appointment with Mr. Jordan, the guidance counselor, and
managed to schedule the time for the beginning of third period. Cade just
knew that Mr. Albrechdt was going to get tired of him missing pieces of
class!

	During the break from second to third period, Cade headed to the
office and waited to be called back to Mr. Jordan's office. Sitting in the
small side row of chairs, he was able to see when James arrived for his
shift in the office. When he saw Cade, first he saw the hair before he saw
the boy.

	"Woah, my guy," James said, laughing. "I would make fun of that
hair, but it oddly suits you."

	"Stuff it," laughed back Cade. "Have you got just a second?"

	"Yeah, what's up? Were you just in here waiting to talk to me?"

	"Kind of? I'm also here for Mr. Jordan, whenever he's ready for
me," Cade said. He looked around to see if anyone was close enough to hear
what they were saying. "Were you serious about wanting to try going out?"

	"Hell yeah," whispered James, leaning in close and giving Cade a
seductive look.

	"What about Saturday? Think we could meet up at the mall around
dinner? Hang out, maybe take in a movie?"

	"Cedarwood, right? Maybe around five?"

	"Yeah, Cedarwood Mall. And five would be cool. I'll be there with
my friend and brother, but they will take off once you get there."

	"Aww, are you afraid for them to meet me?"

	Cade laughed. "Naw, I'd just rather have the opportunity to hang
out with you, outside of school."

	"I'm just messing with you, dude."

	"I know. Oh, you don't have a car, do you? I don't know if you have
your license."

	"Yeah, I got it a few months ago. Why, you going to need a ride
home or something?"

	"If that's possible?" asked Cade.

	"For a hottie like you? I'll take you for a 'ride' anytime you
want," James said with a lecherous twinkle in his eye.

	Cade blushed, and then was saved by hearing his name
called. Promising to say goodbye on his way out after his appointment, Cade
followed back to Mr. Jordan's office, where he was seated as before.

	The counselor opened the discussion. "So, Mr. Dylan. You said you
go by Cade, not Caden, correct?"

	"Yes, Sir."

	"So what can I do for you? Have you thought of some extracurricular
activities that might suit you? Or is this about something else?"

	In answer, Cade reached into his backpack and removed a folder,
sliding it across the desk. "I'm wondering if something like this might be
a possibility for the school. If you and the school supported it, I would
be willing to put in the work to make it happen."

	Mr. Jordan took a good five minutes reading through the
presentation, which had actually been set in a bound report folder like
something that would be turned in for a research paper. As he read it
through, he would occasionally flip to an earlier page, or to the back to
reference the list of websites and other sources provided. Finally he set
the paper down and sat back in his chair.

	"This is, well I don't know how else to say it, a very well thought
out and organized offer. I have no doubt that every one of the websites
listed here would be nothing but helpful."

	"Thank you?" Cade said hesitantly. "What do you think of the offer
itself?"

	"It's not the worst idea in the world. And I appreciate that you
already listed the proper spin to sell the idea to those of more
questionable opinions. I don't hate it."

	"But you aren't thrilled." Cade didn't make it a question.

	"I didn't say that. Let's just say that I am cautiously
optimistic," said Mr. Jordan. "If you want a bit of homework, check out a
term from the 1980s called 'The Satanic Panic'. That may give you an idea
of why I don't immediately jump on this."

	Cade grinned. "I already play Dungeons and Dragons, Mr. Jordan. I
know its history. But this isn't the 80s or even the 90s. Roleplaying games
such as D&D have proved time and again to help with problem students, to
aid in teaching conflict resolution, basic math used on the fly and
more. It's more popular and mainstream than ever."

	"Yes, I read your proposal. And I agree. This could be a good
activity. And yes, I will do my best to sell it. I just wanted to temper
your expectations, just in case."

	"I understand," said Cade. "So is this something I can leave with
you? Is there anything I can be doing until I hear back from you?"

	"Just keep doing what you're doing, making A's and blowing the bell
curves," Mr. Jordan said with a grin.

	"Yes, Sir. Thank you for your time."

	"Go on. Get out of here. Go stop by the front desk and get a pass
for your class."

	Cade wanted to flirt a bit more with James, but he was sitting in
the back stapling stacks of papers together. He had to get his pass from
one of the secretaries, and had to make do with a quick wave. James slyly
blew him a kiss which made Cade's cheeks flush as he slipped out of the
office.

	Cade was in an amazing mood for the rest of the day, until he
walked into sixth period Physics. One of the downsides of being in so many
AP classes was that sometimes, "AP" just meant taking upper grade
classes. Thus the majority of the students in his Physics class were
Juniors, two and sometimes three years older than Cade. Today he walked in
to see a group of some of these older guys, mostly jocks who were barely
passing the class, all sitting around in a huddle, laughing.

	From the center of the group, he saw one of the head morons, a
football player named Christopher, holding up a paper. He called out in a
falsetto squealing voice, "I really did have something to talk to you about
yesterday, even if I did get distracted with a pair of two-lips! You could
hang out with me every day!"

	Cade froze mid-stride. Of course he recognized the line. Fuck!
James letter had been in his physics book. Did it fall out the day before?
And of course, these Neanderthals had to be the ones to find it. Cade was
fuming, a cross between being pissed at these assholes, pissed at himself
for dropping the letter, and humiliation over it being read out loud.

	"Hey Cade," came one more call from that asshole, Christopher.
"Remember, somebody still thinks you are 'way too adorable' when you
blush!"