Date: Fri, 5 Dec 2014 12:53:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son and His Friends - Chapter 14

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Before I move to the next chapter, I must stop and apologize for the delay
in this chapter.  The past few weeks have proven to be a challenge.  First
of all, I discovered that I was missing some jewelry so I tried to be calm
about it rather than getting in my usual "police style" search mode.  I
tried this for several days trying to imagine where I could have put it and
doing some small scale searches.  I tried to write, but my mind would not
stay on topic.  Finally, I decided to tackle an area underneath the
staircase and there it was sitting on the top of a box.  Then after that
excitement, I traveled to my brother's house for Thanksgiving.  I had
planned to do some writing there, but for some reason his router and my
laptop would not connect.  So I am now home and the story continues.


Chapter 14 - My Son and His Friends

I awoke the next morning and lay there for a few minutes thinking about the
weekend's events.  I chided myself for not sticking to the punishment that
I had laid out for Ryan, and then I rationalized it as it had been a rough
week, I had enjoyed the blow job, we had Myles, and it would have been
difficult at best to impose discipline when there was a house guest.  I
thought back to the interaction between Shane and Jay.  I got angry with
myself for not intervening in that as, I did not appreciate Shane's actions
against Jay, and then I realized my complicity in it.  I had set the boy
butter out for Shane to use.  Oh, it is a tangled web you have gotten
yourself into Doug Brunson.  I decided that I needed to do some thinking on
all of this, as it would have to be addressed, or it would become divisive
with the group.  I finally decided that I could not do anything right now,
so I got up and headed to the bathroom.

I shaved and took a long hot shower.  I could not believe how that shower
helped me relax and get ready for another day of meetings.  I finished the
shower, brushed my teeth, applied cologne, and walked out to my bedroom.  I
pulled on a pair of red lycra boxer briefs along with a black v-neck
T-shirt.  I then chose a pair of black shorts and a red button down shirt.
I slipped on a pair of invisible shoe liners then my deck shoes.

I headed out to the kitchen, turned the TV on in the family room, poured
myself a bowl of cereal, added some milk, and listened to the news.
Sometimes, I just sit and wonder what is happening to the peace and
understanding that seemed to be in the world when I was growing up?  I
finished eating, rinsed my bowl out, and left a note for the boys telling
them I would be home around 6 and that I wanted them home so that we could
eat supper at 6:30.

I grabbed my stuff, headed to the garage, raised the garage door, got in
the Yukon, backed out and headed to work.  In a way, I found myself looking
forward to work this morning, as so far there was no drama there.  I drove
into the parking lot and parked in my assigned space.  I went to the
office, checked my mailbox, and then walked down to my classroom.  I sat at
my desk and glanced through the mail, made a few notes of things I wanted
to accomplish that afternoon after the end of the meetings, and then I
headed down to join the meeting in the media center.

Mr. Richards began the meeting by welcoming everyone back; then he set the
day's agenda and made several announcements regarding the expectations for
what was to be accomplished in the three days before Friday's arrival of
students.  I made a few notes of things that I felt I needed to address
with the department when we met.  I turned my attention to the speaker for
the morning who spoke about the new reporting system for student grades and
parent involvement.  Makes me wonder where the legislator's heads are when
they write some of the laws and who do they really listen to before they
start these new regulations?

Well, I survived that speaker, although I could have done without another
dose of requirements which take the teacher away from the needs of the
student in lieu of more paperwork.  I opted to take lunch by myself as I
needed some thinking time, so I drove down to the small family style
restaurant.  I ordered fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, speckled
butter beans, cornbread, peach cobbler, and sweet tea.  I enjoyed my lunch
and carefully thought through the issues that I had thought about earlier
that morning.  I finally brought closure to the punishment issue, as I felt
that the time I had spent with Ryan and Myles was more wisely spent than it
would have been had I enforced the punishment.  The issue that was really
bothering me was the actions of Shane against Ryan.  I felt that Jay was
behind a number of the issues that had arisen over the summer, and I know
for a fact that he can be a handful especially when he is on a holy tear.
I had seen him aggravate Shane beyond words, but even with those instances,
weren't Shane's actions too much????  Why didn't I speak up?  Did I enjoy
that scene?  Why didn't the boy's say something or do something?

Oh well, I pondered these questions during my lunch and came to no concrete
conclusions.  I decided that I would speak to Shane about this later, but
for now I would have to let it be as I had no answers and no idea as to how
to address it.  But regardless of how much I thought about this, there was
just something that did not add up, what could it be?  I paid for my lunch
and returned to the school.  We spent the afternoon session in departmental
meetings.

This was my first departmental meeting and I was a little nervous - no,
let's be honest here - I was scared.  We spent some time bemoaning the
issues that we had been presented with during the in-service days and then
we got down to serious topics like inventory, equipment and supply orders,
textbook orders, new computer programs, as well as 9-week projects and
science fair projects.  Thankfully, we are a close group and with
Mrs. Hogglestand's guidance, it went faster than the morning's meeting.
After the meeting, some immediately left while others stayed to chat about
their summer, or the latest school gossip.  Finally, everyone had left and
I had the classroom to myself.  I began to pull my desk supplies out of
storage and set my desk up.  I then arranged the tables as I wanted them
for the first day of school.  I put colored butcher paper on the bulletin
boards and pulled out the assignment baskets.  I glanced at my phone and
saw that it was 5:30, so I stopped what I was doing, gathered my stuff, and
headed out to my SUV.

I got in the Yukon, and drove to the house.  As I pulled into the driveway,
Ryan and Myles rode up on their bikes.  It was 6:00.  I got out and took my
stuff to my office.  Ryan and Myles took a hasty shower, redressed and were
soon standing in my office wanting to know where we were going for dinner.

I herded them to the Yukon and we headed to town.  I drove around several
restaurants and decided that I did not want to go there so I drove on to
another one.  I did this to about four different restaurants.  The boys
were growing frustrated with me, so I finally drove to the Thurston's
Bar-B-Que and parked.  We went in, were seated, ordered our drinks and
finally ordered our dinner.  I decided to go first, so I ordered a pulled
pork sandwich, fries, and a cup of Brunswick stew.  Myles and Ryan decided
to order the same, but Myles asked a lot of questions as to what was in the
stew.  I answered his questions and he said that he would try it.

Our food arrived and we devoured it as if we were starving.  The Brunswick
stew was absolutely delicious, yet a little spicy.  Truthfully, I could
have eaten a bowl of that, but I opted to do that on our next visit.  The
boys really enjoyed their cup of stew as well, and wanted to know if I knew
how to make it.  I told them that I thought I had an old family recipe for
it, but it called for some brand items that were no longer on the shelves
of the grocery store.  Ryan asked "Would the name brand affect the taste
that much?"  I told him that in some cases no, but in others, it did.  I
told him that the Aunt that gave me the recipe only used certain brands in
her stew and swore that any other brand or off-brand did not yield the same
results.  I told them that it was also rather expensive to make, so I
definitely wanted to be sure that it would turn out before I spent a lot of
time and money making it.

We decided to skip dessert that night and headed back to the house for a
movie.  I parked the Yukon and the boys went into the house while I checked
on things in the exercise room.  I entered the house and made my way to the
family room.  Ryan had landed on the sofa and Myles was in the floor.  I
decided to sit on the sofa. Ryan moved over to me and put his head on my
shoulder.  Myles turned around and saw what was occurring, so he moved so
that he was sitting between my legs.  Myles sometimes likes to rub the hair
on my legs and most of the time it feels really good to get that
semi-massage.  Ryan on the other hand just lay with his head on my shoulder
and watched the movie that was on.  Around 10 o'clock, I decided that I
needed to go to bed, so I said my good nights and headed to my room.

I decided that I wanted to sleep in the nude so I stripped down and crawled
into bed.  My head no sooner hit the pillows than I was out.  I did not
dream that night, and I awoke the next morning very relaxed and ready to
tackle the world.

I got out of bed, took care of my morning routines, dressed again in
shorts, buttoned down shirt, with my deck shoes.  I went out to the
kitchen, opened a can of biscuits and cooked them, scrambled me two eggs,
and pulled out some sliced cheese.  I decided to make me two egg and cheese
sandwiches.  I opened me a coke and had that with my breakfast.  I left a
note for Ryan, reminding him that the yard needed to be cut and that the
pool area needed to be straightened up and then I was out of the house and
headed to work.

I parked, checked in at the office, gathered my mail, and headed on down to
my classroom.  Today was the first of three treasured work in your
classroom days. I started putting up posters; pulling textbooks out of
storage and placing them around the room so that I could easily make the
textbook assignments; and began stocking the cabinets with the new
glassware.  After I had finished that I sat down at one of the back tables
and began to structure out my first nine-week syllabus.  I worked on this
until lunch time.  I walked down to a couple of the other classroom and
asked the teachers there if they wanted to go to lunch.  They did so we
walked to the parking lot and I said that I would drive.  They asked me
about the little family restaurant that I had mentioned yesterday, so I
told them that it was very tasty.  The motion was made to go there so that
is where we went.  The special of the day was country fried steak with
gravy.  We all opted for the special along with mashed potatoes, field peas
with snaps, apple pie, yeast rolls and sweet tea.  We talked about our
plans for the first nine weeks and agreed to allow each other to review our
syllabi so as to ensure that it contained all the correct information and
was understandable.

We returned to the school and I continued to work on my syllabus.  Later in
the afternoon, Mr.  Richards came by and spent some time talking to me
about the science department budget.  He told me that due to an unexpected
grant award that we now had an additional $25,000 dollars for the science
department.  I told him that I would like to talk to the members of the
department about the additional funds and ask for their input.  He told me
that he appreciated my desire to lead the department by sharing and
involving the department members.  I explained to him that there were too
many disciplines and too many student needs that had to be addressed for
one person to make the final decision as to what to order.  I quickly sent
out an e-mail to the department detailing the need for a quick meeting on
Wednesday morning at 8:00 a.m.  He mentioned that I could check in the
office for some new catalogs and to also check in the media center as often
times the office personnel placed catalogs there to be used by all
departments.  He left shortly thereafter and I finished my first nine
weeks' syllabus.  I decided to go home around 5 o'clock after I e-mailed my
syllabus to another department member for her review.

As I drove into the driveway, I noticed that the garage door was open so I
walked in to investigate.  I found the four boys in the exercise room using
the equipment as they had been trained to do.  Myles told me that his mom
was home and that her shift had changed so he would be with her every night
except the weekends.  I smiled and said "We will miss you son."  He smiled
and went back to exercising.  I told Ryan that we would have dinner at 7
o'clock so he needed to watch the clock.  I walked on into the house, put
my stuff in the office and then returned to the kitchen.

I decided to fix a quick summer salad consisting of spring greens,
pineapple, strawberries, pecans, sliced deli chicken, and a raspberry
dressing.  I mixed the salad and placed it in the refrigerator to meld the
flavors.  I went to my room, stripped and took a long warm shower.  I
stepped out, dried off, and dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a
t-shirt.  I walked down to my office and began to work on some ideas to
share with the department at tomorrow's meeting.  I finished that task and
looked at the clock on my computer, it was now 6:45.  I returned to the
kitchen, put some King Hawaiian rolls in the oven to warm up, pulled out
bowls, filled the glasses with ice, pulled the tea pitcher out, and
selected the flatware that we needed for supper.  I walked to the door and
just as I was reaching to open the door, it opened and Ryan popped in
saying "what's to eat?"  I told him to wash-up and meet me at the island.
He did and we were quickly eating our supper.  We finished and Ryan cleaned
up.  I returned to my office and began to work on my lesson plans.

As I was beginning to get into my planning, I heard Ryan turn the family
room TV on and then he selected a movie to watch, no a game show, no a
drama, no a comedy, no a concert, and then finally the TV was turned off
and he was walking down the hallway to his room.  He went in and was soon
occupied with doing something in there.  Later that evening, the doorbell
rang and Ryan answered the door.  From the voices going down the hallway, I
figured out that it was Jay.

I returned to writing my lesson plans.  Later, I became aware of them
talking and their voices were carrying very clearly through the walls.  I
tried to shut their voices out, but they were talking about some stuff that
I felt I needed to know so I listened and heard:

Jay: "So what did you think about how Shane treated me the other night?"

Ryan: "I think you got what you wanted."

Jay: "Not really, but close.  I am going to get him to fuck me with that
cock of his.  His fingers were nice but it is that cock that I want."

Ryan: "I think you are crazy as he is so big that he will hurt you."

Jay: "I have been preparing so that I can take him."

Ryan: "What do you mean?"

Jay: I have been using a few of mom's cucumbers.  I swiped the Vaseline,
greased the cucumbers up, and have been sitting on them until they slide
into me.  It feels so good."

Ryan: "Jay, you are crazy.  Your whole plan to get Shane in bed has caused
all kinds of problems recently."

Jay: "Just because you cannot seduce your dad, you are blaming me?"

Ryan: "This whole plan of yours is screwy at best and it has caused all
kinds of problems between me and my dad.  He no longer trusts me, and I
feel it every time he looks at me.  I want things to return to where they
were before all of this stuff started."

Jay: "Well, Ryan my man, after our Labor Day trip, I am hoping that I will
get my prize.  You see mom has told me that Shane and I will have to share
a room together."

Ryan: "Jay, Shane is not going to have sex with you with your parents
nearby.  You have pissed him off by harassing and spying on him.  You need
to loosen up as the relationship that you had with him earlier in the
summer has begun to sour and it is you who is to blame."

Jay: "Ryan, you just need to do your part, I need your dad out of Shane's
life.  I do not need them fucking anymore.  Just the thought of them
fucking makes me so mad.  I still love Pops, but he is involved with my man
and I cannot have that, so you have got to make your move on him soon."

Ryan: "Jay, I tried, and he is definitely not going to have any sexual
involvement with me.  He has made that clear to me and we have had some
serious fights about it.  I don't like the tension.  I have had nightmares
about it, and I have been throwing up because of the tension.  I look at my
dad and I see that he still loves me even though I have been an asshole -
just like Myles said about you.  In fact, Myles has chewed my ass about how
I have treated Dad and he really is on target.  He doesn't have a dad, and
he is so envious of my old relationship with dad.  He told me the other
night that he gladly would take my dad and never return him to me. It must
really be bad not having a dad."

Jay: "I don't' know what has gotten into Myles but when I get what I want I
will deal with him.  I don't know where we are going for Labor Day.  Dad
has kept that a big secret, but I can tell you that I am going to get Shane
to have sex with me.  I want to ride that cock of his and if push comes to
shove I will do whatever it takes to break Shane and your dad up."

Ryan: "Jay, you mess with my dad, and I will take you out.  The other guys
will join with me and you will be black and blue.  My dad and Shane are not
together.  They were simply in it for the sex, there are no feelings
attached unlike those that Shane has for his girlfriend.  There is your
problem, not my dad.

Jay: "Alisha will not be a problem as I have some blackmail on her and him.
She will give him up when I explain what will happen if she doesn't"

Ryan: "Jay, you are sick.  You need to stay with your cucumbers."

About that time, I heard Jay's phone ring and then he said that he had to
go home, so Ryan walked him to the front door, and then returned to his
room.  I could not believe what I had heard.

I sat there and was so relieved to hear that my son really did not want me
to have sex with him.  He truly heard me through all of his so-called
tantrums which were put on to distract me from Shane, but that did not
account for his reactions to Shane.  Did he say all of this tonight to get
at Jay or did he really mean it?  The more that I thought about it, the
more confused I became as I have a tendency to over analyze the simplest
things.

I finished my first week's lesson plans and walked over to Ryan's room.  I
knocked on his door and he said "Come on in," so I did.  He was laying on
his bed in his boxer briefs reading a Stephen King novel.  I asked him
didn't he have company? and he said that it was Jay.  He told me that Jay
and he had talked about the last two days of their summer vacation.  I
smiled and said "Well, you know what is okay and what isn't, all I want is
to know is where you are, so I am going to say again that I want you to
text me if you leave one of the four houses."  He said that he knew that
rule and that he would.  I said "Well Ryan, I am tired and I have a lot to
do in the next two days.  You need to make the most of the next two days as
this year will be rough with all of the advanced classes that you will be
taking.  He said "Dad, why did I do that to myself?"  I said "Son, you know
what you want to do in the future, and if you spend your time wisely now
then you will be able to earn some college credit while in high school."  I
excused myself and went to my room.

I stripped, pulled the covers back and go into bed.  I lay there a few
minutes and then I rolled over, stretched so that I could open the other
bedside table drawer and pulled out the lube bottle.  I popped the top and
drizzled some in my hand.  I grab my cock and began to massage it.  It
sprang up and I began a leisurely slide and glide up and down.  I rolled
over the head of my cock and the sensations played out in my balls.  I felt
my cum begin to rise and I jacked my cock faster.  I shot five good solid
shots onto my chest and two shots into my pubes.  I had not had a release
in several days and I so needed it.  I got up, walked to my bathroom, and
cleaned up.

I returned to my bed, put away the lube, straightened the bedding and
adjusted my pillows.  I got back in bed, pulled a pillow to my chest and
placed one at my back.  I hugged the one to my chest and in a short amount
of time, I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning arrived sooner than I wanted, but I realized that I had to
get a move on as I had a meeting to chair that morning.  I got out of bed,
made my way to the bathroom where I took care of my morning business.  As
soon as I finished my shower, I got dressed in shorts, a polo, and my deck
shoes.  I skipped breakfast at the house opting to stop at one of the fast
food establishments on the way to work.  I found one that did not have a
long drive through line and ordered a bacon, egg and bacon biscuit along
with a coke.

I drove on to work, parked, and decided to go straight to my classroom so
that I could set up for the meeting.  I cleaned off several of the tables
so that we could all talk and see each other.  I was working on printing
off my thoughts that I had developed yesterday afternoon and placing some
catalogs out on the tables when Mr. Richards walked into my classroom.  He
said "Doug, I have some bad news."  My stomach dropped as I was afraid that
he was going to tell me that the grant monies had been rescinded.  He saw
my facial reaction and said "Oh it has nothing to do with the grant; that
is solid.  The issue is that Mrs. Canfield has just informed me that she is
moving out of state with her husband.  This was something that we knew was
a possibility, but her husband's company just confirmed the move.  We will
now have to interview teaching candidates as soon as I can post the job for
five days.  You will be expected to serve on the interview team as well as
submit some possible interview questions."  I looked at him and said
"Mr. Richards, I love for you to come down here to visit, but do you think
you could come with less work for me?"  He smiled and said "Doug, welcome
to the world of administration."

He left and soon the other departmental members began to gather.
Mrs. Canfield attended and announced her departure.  We wished her the best
and she said that she wanted to attend this meeting as there were some
needs for her classes which she felt needed to be purchased.  I presented
each one with a copy of my thoughts.  They read my comments and provided me
with some feedback along with some of their thoughts as to what the
department needed.  We talked over the suggested purchases, looked through
the catalogs, and came to an agreement.  I quickly filled out the required
requisitions and took them to the office for processing.

I returned to my classroom to find Mr. Richards there with a young man.
Did I say "young man? I meant to say God."  He said "Doug, I heard your
request earlier, and so here I am with a young man who is willing to
substitute in the science department until we can interview for the
position that Mrs. Canfield has vacated.  This is Will Washington and he
has just graduated at the top of his class in chemistry.  I would like for
you to talk to him and give him a quick tour of the department.  You might
want to have him meet with Mrs. Canfield since she is working in her
classroom today."

I agreed to do this.  I found Will to be a very knowledgeable young teacher
and I was happy to have him in my department.  I did a quick scan of his
body and found him to be fit with a noticeable bulge in his slacks.  I
returned my eyes to find him watching me intently with a sly smile on his
face.  I am sure that I turned red, but I jumped into a quick overview of
how the department functions and detailed to him the classes that he would
be teaching.  I suggested that we go meet with Mrs. Canfield as she was
packing her classroom to leave.  I told him that we would spend some more
time talking after he had talked with her.  We walked down to her classroom
and I made the introductions and asked her if they could talk.  She
enthusiastically agreed, and I left them to their discussion.

I returned to my classroom and finished furnishing the supply cabinets.  I
then began to work on my first weeks' PowerPoint presentations on how to
keep scientific notes and journals.  I made reference to the steps involved
in scientific inquiry.  As I was finishing, Will returned to my classroom.
He said that he was going to give Mrs. Canfield the rest of the day to
finish her packing, and then he would go in and try to get the classroom
ready on Thursday.  I reminded him that he had a lot do in one day, but he
said that Mrs. Canfield had already completed a lot of the preparations and
that he really did not want to do too much until he was sure that the job
was his. He said he had heard about subs coming in doing a lot of work, and
then the interview team awarding the job to someone else.  I told him that
I understood, and that I would help him if he got the job.  He smiled and
said "I certainly hope that I can count on you to help me out."

I thought to myself that yeah I would like to help you in several ways some
professionally and well some not so professionally.  Will left after a few
more minutes of conversation regarding the dress code during the preschool
days as well as, during student days.  I finished and decided to run by the
house to check on things during lunch.

I drove home to find that no one was at the house.  I grabbed me a quick
sandwich and did a quick inventory of the contents of the refrigerator.  I
made my grocery list and left a note for Ryan telling him I would be home
by 7 o'clock, as I had to go to the grocery store and told him that if he
needed something that he should text me before I finished the shopping.

I returned to school and finished the informational bulletin boards around
the room.  I gathered the papers that I needed copied and took them to the
copy room to be copied by the copy room personnel.  I walked into guidance
to see if they had my class lists completed and they did.  I took them back
to my room and started looking them over.  I knew a large number of the
students and there were several that I recognized as potential issues.

I looked at the clock in the classroom and noted that it was 3:30 so I felt
that I had accomplished a lot that day so I decided to leave and get a head
start on shopping.  I headed to Target and did some household shopping for
cleaning supplies along with some items for the medicine cabinet.  As I was
checking out, Ryan sent me a text asking that I purchase some ribs, some
cookies, ice cream, a pie, and some coca cola.

I drove to the grocery store and purchased everything on our combined
shopping list.  I decided that I did not want to cook that night so I went
by and picked up two fried chicken salads.  I drove home and Ryan met me
when the garage door went up.  We unloaded the groceries and put them up.
I placed the chicken salads on the island, and Ryan pulled out the tea
while I filled the glasses with ice.  We sat down and talked about the day
and the fact that tomorrow would be the last day of summer vacation.  He
said that Rob's mother would take them to the movie if they had admission
and concession money.  I asked him which movie were they going to see and
he told me a couple that they were considering.  I approved and gave him
twenty dollars.  I told Ryan that I wanted us to spend the evening watching
a movie together.  He smiled and said "Oh a father-son date huh?"  I looked
at him and said "Maybe."

I walked into the family room, sat down on the sofa, and clicked the TV on
while Ryan took a shower.  He returned to the living room wearing only his
boxer briefs.  He plopped down on my right side, leaned over, placed his
head in my lap and curled his legs up in the sofa.  I let my right hand
roam over his butt and up his right side.  He squirmed when I was rubbing
his rib area as he has always been ticklish in that area.  It felt like old
times until my cock decided to grow.  I had to move Ryan's head and move it
around so that it could grow without being pinched by my underwear and
pressed by his head.  He snickered when I made the moves.  I swatted his
behind and he said "you know that gets me hot."  I said "That was not a
sexual swat; that was a you know better swat."  He laughed and said "you
wish you old sexaholic."

We watched the movie and when it was finished I got up and went to my room.
After having Ryan so close to my cock I decided that I needed another jack
off session so I pulled out the lube, turned out the lights, pulled back
the covers and stripped.  I lay there and played with my cock, twirled my
pubes, and pinched my nipples.  My cock started to plump up and grow.  I
grabbed the bottle of lube and dropped some in my right hand and started to
coat my cock, then there was knock at my door and it opened.  There was
Ryan, and he was staring straight at my hand working my cock.  I tried to
cover up, but he said "Dad, I know what you are doing and remember I have
seen your cock up close.  Do you need some help?"  I told him "no" but he
walked on over to my bed and put his hand on the tip of my cock and started
circling it.  I pulled his hand off my cock and told him to go to his room.
He said "You know dad, I love to see you naked, and I love to touch your
cock and balls.  I would love to do some stuff with you tonight."  I said
"Ryan, we have been down this road and the answer is still no."  He said
"Dad, I am not asking you to fuck me, I just want to be with you tonight."
I said "Ryan, I don't think we should do this."  He said "Well, you can't
blame me for trying" and turned to walk away and then I heard a voice I
recognized as mine saying "Ryan, you can spend the night with me but you
cannot touch my cock and balls.  We can share the lube and jack-off
together, but we each take care of ourselves.  Understood?"

Ryan was naked and in my bed before I got the word "understood" out of my
mouth.  He reached across me to get to the bottle of lube and his cock
pressed against my right arm.  He grabbed the bottle and put some in his
hand and then he put the bottle back on the table.  This time he moved up a
little further and his cock was on my right cheek.  I removed my hand from
my cock and started to lift him away from me, but with my hand oiled up, my
hand slipped and he fell with his cock on my mouth.  He tried to get up,
and his left hand was grabbing my left leg and then my cock.  I started
rolling around so that I could dislodge him, but he hung on to my cock.  I
tried to buck him off, but he hung on for dear life.  I am sure that if
someone was watching us at that time they would find it funny, but it was
not funny to me.  Finally, he was able to regain his balance and moved
himself back on his side of the bed.  I took time to rub some feeling back
in my cock.  He started laughing, and I had to join in.  He said "Well Dad,
I guess that is one for the books."  I said "That is one that will never be
shared."  He snickered and said "Well you better pray that I never get
drunk."  I said "Ryan, I thought you had something to do tonight and he
said "Oh yeah - so who are we beating off to tonight?"  I said "What?" and
he said "Dad, I know that you are thinking about some guy - who is it?
Shane?  Matt?  Jared? or somebody else? I said "No, Ryan no one in
particular, just enjoying the feelings."  He said "Well Dad, I think you
have someone in mind."

Well Ryan might be right but I was not going to admit that to him, so I
grabbed me some more lube and began to jack my cock and play with my balls.
Ryan lay next to me and watched me.  His cock began to grow harder and he
then really got into jacking off.  I looked over and he had a drop of
pre-cum on the tip of his cock.  He saw it, stopped, took his finger and
captured the drop on it.  He then took his finger, licked it clean, and
then smiled at me.  I lay there and began to really jack off.  Soon I felt
my cum begin to rise and my balls drew up tightly against my body.  I shot
five shots with three of them hitting my face, one in my mouth and one on
my nipples.  The rest just bubbled out onto my stomach and pubes.  Ryan
reached his orgasm soon afterwards and he shot about four shots which
landed on his throat and his chest.  He too bubbled out onto his stomach
and his pubes.  He got up, went to my bathroom, cleaned himself up, and
returned with a warm bath cloth to clean me.  I reached for the bath cloth,
but he started cleaning off my cock and balls.  He said "Dad, turn about is
fair play, you cleaned me up when I was little so I am returning the
favor."  I protested, but he was finished cleaning me up before my feeble
brain had a good rationale thought as to why he should not be touching me.
He returned the bath cloth to the bathroom and then he went to his bedroom.

I lay there and analyzed what had happened.  I reflected back on what I had
heard him say to Jay last night and what had just happened.  It made no
sense.  I was tormented because I thought he had truly understood that we
could not be intimate, then I began to find some positives.  He did not
want me to fuck him or he did not try to suck me so maybe there was hope.
I finally drifted off with Will Washington's face in my thoughts.

I dreamed of Will that night, and we did all kinds of stuff in my dreams.
I can only wish that my dream would come true.  I woke up the next morning
with a morning wood and I chose to take care of it before I got up.  I
broke out the lube again and started jacking off.  I shot seven blasts,
with three hitting my face, two hitting my open mouth and two hitting my
nipples.  I licked my lips and then swipped my cum off my face and put it
in my mouth.  I got up, and headed to the bathroom.  I shaved and showered
and it took me a while to get my cum out of my chest hair.  I finished my
shower and dressed for work.  I chose to wear a shorter pair of shorts
today as this would be my last day that I could wear shorts.  I then
decided to wear one of my tight fitting shirts and my Jesus-sandals.

I went to the kitchen to find Ryan sitting there waiting for me.  He said
"Well now, did we have a good night?"  I smiled and said "Some of us did -
but I don't kiss and tell."  He said "Okay, so what is for breakfast?"  I
said "Breakfast?"  He said "Yes, the most important meal of your day."  I
said "Well I guess we can do a quick bowl of cereal as I have to get to
work quickly this morning."

So we had a quick bowl of cereal and listened to the news.  He talked about
how he was going to spend the morning and then he said that they would go
to the movie around 2 and then be home by about 6 o'clock.  I told him that
he needed to be home no later than 6:30 as we had to eat and he had to get
to bed early as he had an early morning since it was the first day of
school for students.

I finished my cereal, grabbed my school stuff, and headed to the garage.  I
opened the garage door, backed out and headed to work.  I parked, headed
down to my classroom, but decided to drop by Will's classroom to see if I
could help him.  I walked in and there he was wearing a really short pair
of shorts.  He had the best looking legs with a thick coat of blond hair on
them all leading to a firm ass.  He turned when he heard me enter, and I
could not believe the bulge that was so evident in his shorts.  I could
feel my cock reacting, so I stepped behind a box of books and talked with
him until I felt my cock shrink.  He smiled at me and said "Doug, I see
that you decided to be more casual today, you look good in that outfit."  I
said "Will, I love wearing shorts and today is the last day I can do that
so yeah, I am very casual."  He smiled and said "Well casual looks good on
you but I bet you look even better more casual."  I decided that I needed
to head to my classroom as this conversation was going in a direction that
could prove to be troublesome for me down the road.

I visited another department member before I made it to my classroom that
morning.  I sat down at my desk and began to pull my introductory notes
together then I did a final walk- through of my classroom to make sure that
it was student ready for tomorrow.  As I finished my walk through, Will
walked in and asked me to come down to his classroom to help him hang some
posters.

I agreed to do that so I followed him to his room.  He stepped back up on
the ladder and ask me to hand him one of several posters.  I had to walk
over near him and hand him the poster and some tape.  As I looked up to
him, I could not help but notice that he was not wearing any underwear and
his cock was on display.  He looked down and saw me looking up and said
"Well now, do you see something you like?"  I said "I see that you are
pushing the limits Will."  He said "Doug, I think you like what you see and
if I get the job I will make sure that you get it anytime you want it."  I
said "Will, you are misreading things.  I think you are qualified and I am
looking forward to working with you, but I cannot enter into anything with
a co-worker and besides I have an eighth grade son."  He looked shocked and
said "I did not know you were married, my radar must be faulty."  I said
"Will, I don't know about your radar, but I was married, my wife filed for
divorce after she found out that she had cancer.  I gained custody of my
son and I have raised him.  He is my pride and joy.  I put nothing before
him."

Will got down off the ladder and apologized for his forward actions.  I
said "Will, I accept your apology, and I wish you the best in finding
someone to be a part of your life, but it is not going to be me.  Now,
let's get these posters up and you need to go buy some underwear during
lunch."

After we finished I returned to my classroom and sat down at my desk.  My
mind kept reimagining his cock - it had a really nice thick head on it and
it looked like he had a really thick set of pubes with egg sized balls.  I
shook my head and chastised myself for even thinking about Will's cock and
balls.  I could do that later tonight.

I checked out for lunch by myself as I wanted to run a few errands and have
lunch by myself.  I just hoped that Will had taken my advice.  I returned
from lunch and spent some time walking through the other science rooms to
make sure that everything was ready for tomorrow.  I made sure that Will's
room was the last one I visited.  As I walked in, he had his legs up on his
desk and he had not purchased any underwear.  His cock and balls were on
display and I was right, he was cut, with a large brown cut mark behind the
prominent ridge, his balls were the size of small chicken eggs, his pubes
were a golden blond, and they were thick.  I jolted my eyes from his goods
and he said "Doug, I did not have time to go make your suggested purchase,
but if I had then you would not have enjoyed the view that you just had."
I said "Will, when the goods are on display like that one cannot help, but
look.  I hope that you will exercise more discretion with the students or
you will be out of here in a heartbeat."

He sat up and said "Well Doug, I hope that is not a threat on your part or
I will have to explain that you made a move on me."  I looked at him and I
said "Will, I can tell you right now that you will sink yourself.  You are
not right for this school, and it will show out in the interviews."

I said "Well I have a few more things that I need to take care of before
the students arrive and so do you, so I will leave you to your own
devices."  I walked out of his classroom madder than hell.  I thought to
myself, I will not be blackmailed into hiring that piece of shit, so I
walked down and requested a meeting with Mr. Richards.

It took a few minutes, but he was able to work me into a meeting.  I had
the hardest time beginning this conversation but I decided to detail the
events of the day with Will.  I ended with the perceived threat that he had
made to me.  Mr. Richards said "Doug, I will handle this, you will not be a
part of the interview team and it looks like we may lose a teaching
position in the science department.  I hate that this has happened to you
but I am glad that you felt that you could talk to me about this.  I am
very shocked at his behavior, but I guess he has done this before to get
the grades that he has."

I left Mr. Richard's office, picked up my handouts from the copy room, and
returned to my room.  I laid out the handouts in the order that I would use
them, pulled a few pencils out and sharpened them for those students who
would come to class unprepared.  I adjusted two posters and headed to the
door.  I pulled my keys out and reached for the door knob.  Will stepped
into the doorway as I stretched for the door knob.  He asked "Where have
you been Doug?"  I looked at him and said "Will, I have a job to do and I
have been preparing to meet my students tomorrow, I hope that you are
ready.  Now you need to move as I am finished and ready to go home."  He
cupped his balls and cock through his shorts and said "Remember, betray me
and I will fuck you and your job."  I said "Will, I will not be threatened
by you or anyone else.  Go buy yourself some underwear and get ready for
tomorrow.  Now get out of my way."  I moved through the door and he stepped
out of my way, I closed the door and locked it.  He stood in the hallway
watching me as I walked away from him.

End of Chapter 14

It looks like Doug gets one thing solved and then something else more
monumental opens up and presents itself as a barrier and threat.  I am
really wondering if Labor Day will come quick enough to give Doug the break
that he needs.  What else could go wrong?  What is going on with Ryan - did
he say what he said to buffalo Jay, did he say it knowing that Doug could
hear his comments through the wall, or did he mean it and is just being a
sexually starved young man?

I hope that you have enjoyed this chapter. I will work on Chapter 15, but
it will not be this weekend as I am traveling to an out of town event
Saturday and will not have a chance to write until next week.

Please feel free to send me your thoughts and comments.  I really enjoy
your thoughts and perspectives.

Jay