Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2015 03:00:54 +0000 (UTC) From: Bob Smith Subject: Chapter 5 Fishing buddies Like always, please consider a donation to Nifty. I love getting emails from you so if you like what you read let me know and if you don't like what you read let me know as well. ********************************************************************** Chapter 5 We left a short bit later to pick up Chris. The three of us got into the F-150 and settled into the front seat. Travis gave directions to his house. When we got there we discovered he lived in a nice working class neighborhood. Their home was a double wide on a nice lot with cut grass and trimmed bushes. The house looked a newly painted pink. I guess I was surprised. I expected him to live in a ghetto like neighborhood. My dad beeped the horn and shortly Chris came bounding out of the house and climbed into the back seat of the track with Travis. My dad and I were in the front seat. Since the truck could only fit three in the front, Travis said he'd move to the back seat. I could hear the two of them whispering, but ignored it. When we came back to my house, Chris had the same reaction as his older brother to my house. "Damn! You live in a mansion," he said. "It's five times bigger than ours." My dad and I just ignored his comments. I mean what I could say. He was right. Our house was big and his was much smaller. "Guys," my dad said. "I am putting on the steaks in five minutes, so Scott, show your friends around and be here ready to eat in five minutes." Five minutes later we were at the table in the lani ready to tackle our meal. "Chris," my dad asked as we were eating. "Tell me about your family?" "Not much to tell." he said. "It's just my mom, Travis and me. My dad left us when I was four and we don't even see him, ever." "Does he send you Christmas presents?" I asked. "No! We never hear from him." "What's your mom do for a living?" my dad asked. "She goes to school full time at the Florida Central University and she is going to graduate this May." he said proudly. "What's her major?" Chris looked at Travis for help. "She is going to get a degree in accounting. It's taken her eight years to do a four year program, but she has worked hard and going to get it done." "You should be proud of her." my dad said. "Yeah!" Travis said. "She has two part time jobs and she goes to school full time at night. Sometimes we struggle to make ends meet, but we are doing ok and things will be better once she gets her degree." "How come you like fishing so much?" I asked. "Well, my mom loves fish and it is really expensive. Did you know the fish we caught the last Saturday cost eighteen dollars a pound at Walmart? So if we catch some, it is a treat for her, especially at the end of the month before her payday. Things get tight then and we end up eating Ramon noodles for dinner. Sometimes we can't even afford to do the laundry so I have to end up wearing whatever is clean until she gets paid. I hate when that happens." Travis said. That would explain the too tight pants Travis wears on occasion, I thought. "I'd like to meet your mom," my dad said. "Maybe you guys can come to dinner next Sunday night if she is free?" "Guys." my dad said. "It's a school night and you all have homework so you only have about an hour before I take you two home. Decide if you want to go for a swim or play video games, but then we have to leave." Travis and I looked at each other and said "Swim." Chris said, "I don't have a swimsuit." "So what? You can go skinny dipping like at the beach." We quickly cleared the table, put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and then stripped off our clothes and jumped into the pool. Chris and Travis kept up there whispering and I was getting pissed since I was not included. When I had a Travis, along I asked him what the secret was all about. "I will tell you tomorrow in school. Bottom line, he was asking if we jerked off together and I didn't want to tell him without asking you first." "You can tell him as long as he doesn't spread it all around and your mom doesn't find out." I told him. "He won't tell anyone and my mom is like your dad. She doesn't care as long as we don't force anything on anyone. Chris walks around the house naked sporting wood. She either stares at him or laughs." "Tell him then." The next day at school, Travis and I were at our usual table and he said he told Chris what we had done. "What did he say?" I asked. "Nothing really. He was mad he missed it all. He wants to try the lube. I told him it was awesome. I then had a brainstorm. " "You want to have an overnight a week from Saturday if your mom says its ok?" "Hell yeah but what about Chris?" "Ask him if he wants to join us and I will see if I can find a buddy for him. Maybe my cousin would want to stay over? I'll ask." "Will that make it a PG overnight?" "No! Not really. My cousin is a rated X kind of guy and he and Chris are both 12 and Chris is a rate X kind of guy so they will get along really well." Travis' mom had to work on Sunday, but she was free on Thursday so my dad arranged for their family to have dinner at our place on Thursday. Thursday, around five-thirty, we heard the speaker on the front gate squawk. My dad answered it and let Travis, Chris and their mom in the driveway. I watched as Travis' mom parked her car and looked up at the house. She just shook her head and she and my friends came to the front door. My dad let them in and introduced himself. Travis' mom's name was Caroline. My dad shook her hand and after some small talk asked if she wanted to see the rest of the house. She said yes and off they went on the grand tour. Chris and Travis asked if he could see the house as well, so the five of us went on the grand tour together. Their previous visits were limited to the lower level, lani, kitchen and my bedroom so they missed most of the house and were seeing it for the first time. Our house is packed with stuff we brought back from our travels overseas. We have a large Buddha in the main room along with a wall of masks from Cambodia and Vietnam. Statues of India gods were everywhere; some of the sculptures were thousands of years old. My dad collects painting so all our walls have at least one oil painting done by a renowned painter. Depending on the room most of our furniture is dark wood and leather. Our house had a decidedly masculine feel to it since only guys had lived here but the house extruded a warm feel to it. The library looks like it came out of a Sherlock Holmes movie. When you entered the room, you were surrounded with built in dark wood shelves with thousands of books. In the middle of the room sat an enormous globe of the world. A small table with a computer monitor sat in the middle of the room. Comfortable chairs were spread around the corners. This was my dad's room and I was not allowed in here without his permission. Our family room had a sixty-two inch flat screen on one wall and speakers in each corner of the room for surround sound. We had comfortable, modern looking chairs set up so you could see the TV from any place in the room. Watching a football game down here was awesome. Finally we were back in the lani and my dad asked Caroline if she wanted a drink. She said yes, so they sat and made small talk as we guys looked on bored. Soon our housekeeper, who dad asked to cook for this evening, announced that dinner was being served in the main dining room. Dad let the way and even pulled Caroline chair out like a gentleman would. During dinner, my dad and I learned a few things about Travis's family. Their dad left them when Travis was five and they have not seen him since. Their mom was about to graduate from college with honors. She was already looking for a job, but so far no luck. It seems she said, that "you can't get a job with our experience and you can't get experience without a job." They owned their home and like many single moms, struggled with the bills. When dinner was over, the housekeeper cleared the table and put the dishes in the wish washer. "Will there be anything else, Bob, or can I leave for the evening?" She asked. "No! Amy. And thank you for a wonderful dinner. I am sorry I took you away from your family. Good night." We could hear the door close as Amy left for the evening. Amy was our housekeeper, but Dad uses her to cook when he has a guest and doesn't want to spend the time in the kitchen instead of entertaining his friends. She is a tremendous cook. "This is a beautiful home." she said. "What do you do for a living?" she asked." "I manage a company." my dad said. At that point I said, "Dad, can we go swimming?" My dad looked at Caroline. "Do you mind of the boys swim for a bit?" "No I don't mind, but they didn't bring their suits if that's an issue." "Mom, can we skinny dipping?" Travis asked. Dad looked at Caroline. "It's ok with me." she said. "Chris spends half the time at home naked anyway." "Cool" I said. "I will get the towels and you guys bring your clothes to my bedroom." My dad yelled at us as were going to my bedroom. "I don't want your clothes wet and you only have a half hour. It's still a school night and you have homework tonight." We ran to my bedroom, striped off our clothes, snatched a couple of towels and headed to the pool. For the next half-hour, my dad and Caroline talked as we swam. We didn't do any grab ass since I wasn't sure how Caroline would take that, but Chris did grab my nuts a few times while we were playing. Soon my dad told us to get out of the pool. Travis and his family had to head home. When they were gone, my dad asked how the evening went. I said, "Great. I had a good time and really liked Caroline." "Me too." he said