JiuJitsu Boy

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I have a couple of chapters left that are written, and things have gotten hectic. I will do my best to keep them coming at a regular frequency, but they may be spaced out a bit. I do have a lot of chapters of one of my other stories, so I may post those to keep you entertained while I catch up on Jamie and Mark. A couple of you figured out what was coming. I guess I need to step up my mystery game! Encouragement is always welcome. :-)

Last time...

"Well, I learned how to do all this from Master Bruce."

And now...

"He told me it had to be our secret, but I don't want to do things with him if it will make you mad. I mean, I like doing things with him, but it's different. With you I feel all tingly and, I don't know, it feels like it's right, but with Bruce, it's, it's fun, but not the same."

Mark's heart fell. His boy had been fucking Bruce. Or rather, Bruce was fucking him.

"Jamie, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. With me, or with Bruce, or anyone. You have full control over yourself and nobody will force you to do anything."

"But... no, never mind."

"What?"

"I saw you blow Bruce a kiss."

"Yes, you did. Let me explain. Bruce and I have gone out, but we are what you call 'fuck buddies.' We love sex with each other, but we aren't a couple."

"Well, will you be mad if I play with Bruce?"

"If that's what you want, I'm fine with it. You're young. You are going to have a lot of feelings and emotions. Someday you'll be tired of me and find someone else that you get along with and maybe fall in love with. I have to be ready for that."

"I only love you, Mark." That was the first time Jamie called Mark by his first name.

"And I love you too, Jamie. But you're young."

"No, you don't understand. We will be together forever. I don't need to play with Bruce. You don't need to either."

"Are you asking me to stop playing with Bruce? Is that what's bothering you?"

Jamie got quiet and started to close down. He was thinking. He and his dad just had the most incredible love making session, and now he's bringing it all down with jealous talk of Bruce. "Well, kind of. I mean, I don't want to play with him anymore unless you are there. And I don't want you to play unless I am there. Is that strange?"

"No, not at all, Jamie. We don't have to decide anything now, but if you want me to stop playing with Bruce, I will. We can talk more about this later. I want to just enjoy being with the one I love. Besides, now that I have you, when will I have time to go be with Bruce?"

The two cuddled and returned to their blissful state. Mark wiped his finger across Jamie's belly and found a glob of cum he missed. He swiped it up and offered it to Jamie. Jamie stuck his tongue out and licked it up before turning to feed it to Mark.

The next day, Mark had to figure out what to do with Jamie. Was the boy safe at Bruce's when he wasn't at the shop? Could he find enough to keep Jamie entertained at the shop?

The two slept soundly in each other's arms. When morning came, Mark felt someone staring at him, only to open his eyes to see Jamie nose to nose with him. When he opened his eyes, Jamie leaned in and kissed him. "Morning, Dad!"

"Morning, son."

"I have my jiu-jitsu lesson tonight. Should I take my gi with us to the shop?"

"Sure, do you want to hang out with me, or with Bruce today?"

"I want to be with you, dad. I want to learn the business from you so that one day I can work there too."

"Well then, we need to get some breakfast and head off to work. Would you like me to watch your lesson tonight, or do you want me to wait?"

"I want you to watch, dad. You can see how well I do it. "

They went to work, and it was a fun day showing Jamie how the shop worked and what needed to be done. Jamie was really friendly with customers and quickly learned how to write up customers and make sure they understood the fees and how long their project would take.

Some of the customers questioned the young boy writing up their projects, but others embraced the idea that a young boy actually understood this stuff.

Being a technology shop, they handled all kinds of projects. The repairs interested Jamie the most, and the two technicians in the back liked having him around. At lunch, Mark went back to find Jamie. He was surprised to see he was at a workbench taking a system apart. He had his magnifying work light, an anti static wrist strap, and his work mat all set up so he could carefully remove the circuit boards.

"You better be careful, Sam, he's gunning for your job!" Mark teased.

"No boss, I think he's gonna to take your job. You're gonna need him to fix things when that new gaming system comes out, but I know he's gunning for your job." Sam quipped back.

"Well, he's got a few years before he can do that, but maybe I can retire young. One can only hope. Isn't that what kids are supposed to do? Take care of their parents."

"Hi Dad! Look at this, Sam taught me how to replace this board. I just got it done, I'm going to test it now." Jamie turned on the system and everything seemed to work.

"You're going to be one of the team soon. The latest addition to Techie Tribe."

"I really like this, and Sam's nice too."

"Boss, he is already one of the team. Let's get him his own workspace, I kind of need my bench back!" Sam yelled after him.

"Let's go grab some lunch."

The two walked over to Mac's. It was the closest place, and the food was good and cheap. As they walked in, Officer Patton showed up.

"Mark, got a second?"

"Sure. Jamie, go grab a table, I'll be right in."

Jamie went in and took a seat.

Mark turned to Patton. "What's up, officer?" Patton was really in a foul mood. Something was bothering him, but he seemed to be there because he had to.

He almost barked as he stated, "We found the mother, or at least the person who was identified as the mother. She gave us some interesting information. Apparently, Jamie is really Jamie."

"Yeah, but who is she?"

"She's Carol Flanders, not Ashley Martin."

"What? Why?"

"Well, apparently after the accident, her memory was so bad she didn't realize that Jamie was not Tanner. She knew she had a boy, but couldn't identify him. They were just assumed to be mother and son. Once they got out of the hospital, she realized that there had been a mistake, but didn't want to cause any trouble. Besides, the boy seemed to accept her as his mom. They were in the witness protection program. The accident was a hit gone wrong. She figured things out very early on and decided to keep the deceased mother's and son's names. Witness protection agreed that would be fine. She didn't tell them that she figured out Jamie was Jamie, but figured by keeping his name he wouldn't blow it and wouldn't think anything was wrong if his memory came back. At least that's the story she's telling us."

"You're making this up. This can't be true."

"Swear to God, Mark. This is crazy. So anyway, she wanted to track down Jamie's real father to re-unite him and move on, but she found there was no father listed on the birth certificate. Somehow, she was able to get Ashley's belongings and found you in the photos and yearbooks. She figured you had to be the dad since there were no boyfriends or other male friends listed. Apparently, you wrote something that a boyfriend would write in her yearbook. Carol figured she would set things right, so she had witness protection create a birth certificate with you listed. She spent a couple of years planning this out. She found you, found where you worked. She got Jamie interested in something near you and hoped that she could introduce you. Something isn't right though. I think the witness protection people helped her and honestly thought you were his dad and this would make it right."

"So there are two Jamie's and two Ashley's?"

"Yep, but nobody but the witness protection people knew. If you dig deep enough, there are two of each of them. One deceased, and one alive. Somehow the living ones don't pop up on a search. Give it to the feds."

"So why didn't she just come to me?"

"She told me she saw you and Bruce kissing. She was well aware that you would most likely deny Jamie is your son.

"Well..."

Officer Patton cut him off. "I knew something wasn't right. When I heard this, I almost didn't bother to come talk to you, and I've been as calm as I could be. From the moment Imet you, I thought you were a mother-fucking homo pedo, and you have no right to look after this boy. You've probably already raped him. I should take him in for an examination. " Patton was holding in his anger, but it was obvious he was upset.

Mark turned three shades of red and was about to blow. He probably shouldn't have gotten riled up, but he started shouting in Patton's face. "Stop right there, asshole. I know he's not my biological son, but Ashley or Carol decided I should care for him. I would never harm the boy, nor would I do anything to hurt him. You can go fuck yourself." Mark had started poking Patton in the chest as he was talking. Patton was getting annoyed and reached for his gun. "Don't you ever threaten me or call me a derogatory name. Back off and leave us alone! You're the one I would worry about abusing the boy. I'm sure you'd want to be the one to examine him for your own sick pleasure." Mark shoved Patton.

"Poke me again, faggot, and I'll shoot you, you fucking pedo!" At this point, Patton's gun was in hand.

Bruce had seen the two talking and ran up when he saw Patton pull his gun out.

"What the hell is going on here?" Bruce screamed in Patton's face.

"Back off, homo, you're both gonna die!"

"Like hell we are, you're the one that's going to go down. Put your fucking gun away." Bruce stood his ground and pointed his finger up. There was a security camera that had a full view of everything. Just then, a server from Mac's popped out and said she had it all on her phone too. Patton was furious. This wasn't over. He was going to take them down if it was the last thing he did.

Bruce stood there in his gi. He took a deep breath, moved his arms and, with his fists clenched, knuckles out at his waist in front of him, he told Patton. "Have a good day, officer." Officer Patton looked him up and down and backed off. He was the one that was intimidated now, but this wasn't going to be the end.

"I'm going to watch the two of you. At the first sign of anything, I mean anything, CPS will rip him away from you and you'll be taken to jail and booked for child abuse. I'm sure you'll be popular in the holding cell."

Bruce spoke up. "Mark would never hurt Jamie. If he did, I would be the one to end his life, sir. The same goes for you, officer ass wipe. Back the fuck off, or you'll be the one in the holding cell."

"Is that a threat? Are you really threatening an officer?" Patton reached for his cuffs.

"Officer, I wouldn't do that." The server said holding her phone up.

"Give me that fucking phone."

"I will not, but even if I did, you're being live streamed and there are plenty of other witnesses."

Patton looked around and saw about a dozen people standing there with their phones out, filming him. They were the parents picking up their kids from the morning class at the studio. He knew he could be fucked, so he decided to re-think his actions, although he wasn't thinking when he said his parting words. "You two, watch your step. I will catch you." He stormed off and peeled out of the parking lot.

"Fuck!" Mark said and leaned into Bruce.

"We got this babe. It's going to be fine." Bruce responded.

"Lunch? Jamie's waiting on me. " Mark said to Bruce?

"Sure." Mark stepped back and locked the studio, and they walked in to sit with Jamie. They ordered, and Mark told Jamie what the officer told him.

"So, am I staying?" Jamie was worried. Mark reached over and put his arm around him and slid him across the booth seat to his side, hugging him. "Son, we make a great team. You're not going anywhere. But we may want to go see your grandmother. That's going to be quite a shock for her."

Bruce had only heard bits and pieces of what had transpired, but he knew Mark loved this boy who had suddenly come into his life. "Guys, let me know what I can do to help."

"Thanks Bruce." Mark said. "Jamie says I have you to thank for teaching him some special moves."

Bruce turned white, then red. "Um, Jamie? What did you say?"

"I'm sorry, I told him everything. I can't lie to my dad. "

End JiuJitsu Boy Chapter 5 - Andrew Thomas