Date: Tue, 14 Jul 2015 15:32:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 25 of My Son and His Friends

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Before I move to the next chapter, I must apologize for the major delay in
writing Chapter 25.  I wrote two different versions, but they just did not
read as I wanted them to, so I chunked them.  I have been extremely busy
with other projects and time has not been available to do the detailed
writing that this story deserves.  I also took to heart some of my readers'
comments regarding events in Chapter 24 (Yes, it was long
wwwwwwaaaaayyyyyyy to long) and I have tried to address one of those in
this chapter.  I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I will work on more of
the story in the near future - there is much still to be told.

Chapter 25 - My Son and His Friends

I woke up the next morning with Phil spooning me.  I lay there and enjoyed
the warmth of his body and the rhythmic sound of his breathing.  As I lay
there I could not help, but replay the episode with Bobby Joe.  I jumped as
I relived him attacking me.  My actions woke Phil.  He looked at me and
could tell that something was weighing heavy on me.  He began to question
me, and I could see the love and concern in his face.  I looked him in the
eye, and I began to cry.  Phil reached over and held me tight.

He asked "What is wrong Doug?  I have never seen you like this."  I looked
away and then he pulled my face back so that he was looking me in the eyes.
He said "Doug, if you are this upset, then it must be pretty bad.  Did
something happen with your parents?"  I looked at him and shook my head no.
I looked at him and I tried to think of a way to tell him.  I said "I was
raped" and I fell to pieces.  He grabbed me and hugged me tightly.  He
moved one of his hands to my head and let it roam through my hair.  He
calmed me down as he did not get emotional, but he maintained his stance of
support and calm.  After a while, I calmed down and he urged me to talk to
him.

I began to tell him about what happened in the dressing room at the school
gym.  He had tears in his eyes, and he pulled me to him again.  He said
"Doug, I wished that you had told me earlier, this makes me feel that you
do not trust me."  I said "Phil, I love you, I just did not want to burden
you with this, but as I thought more about it this morning, I realized that
I could have put you in danger had we had sex.  I so want you, but I cannot
engage in anything with you until I am cleared.  I will take tomorrow off
and go for a test."

Phil said "No Doug, you will go today.  We will go to the emergency room as
you need to get this behind you, and you may need some kind of medication."
I tried to talk him out of his plan, but he was unrelenting.  We got up,
stripped and walked to the bathroom.  I stood in front of the mirror and
looked at myself; I could see that I was a wreck.  Phil came up behind me
and asked me to bend over.  I did as he asked me.  He took the time to
gently examine my hole.  He said "Doug, I do not see any damage or evidence
of bleeding.  That is one part of good news, the next question that we will
need to have answered is "Did he have a disease?"  I had thought about that
in my head, but it really shook me up to hear him verbalize what I had been
thinking.  We got into the shower and Phil soaped me down, then he washed
himself.  We got out, toweled off, and dressed for our visit to the
emergency room. We walked out of the bedroom and Ryan and Myles were in the
family room.  They could see that something was wrong, and Ryan along with
Myles started questioning me about what was wrong.  Phil interceded and
said that I was not feeling good and that we were going to go to the
emergency room.  The boys insisted on going with us, but I told them that
it was not a good place for them to be as there was a lot of sickness going
around, and I did not want them to get sick, nor did I want more people
there with me than was absolutely necessary.  Ryan knew my feelings on the
entire family going for a doctor's appointment, so he backed off after he
got Phil to agree to call him the minute that they knew what was wrong with
me.  Phil agreed, and we walked out to the Denali.  Phil drove us to the
emergency room.

We got out and walked in to the ER.  The attendant at the window wanted to
know why we were there and I frankly did not have the guts to say the
truth, but Phil said "We have a possible assault, and he needs to be
checked out."  The attendant handed us a clipboard with some paperwork to
complete and asked that I furnish her my driver's license and insurance
card.  I walked over to an area and sat down.  I pulled out the requested
cards and gave them to Phil who took them to the attendant.  She made
copies and returned them to Phil while I began the paperwork.  I worked my
way through the same burdensome questions and finally finished.  I returned
the clipboard to the attendant, and she said that I would be seen shortly.

After waiting about forty-five minutes, I was called back to one of the
exam rooms.  I got up and started to the nurse who had called my name.  I
did not feel Phil's presence, so I turned around and asked him to go back
with me.  He tried to decline as he did not think that it was allowed, but
I told him that I needed him and that cinched the deal.  The nurse looked
questionedly at him, but I stated I wanted him with me during the exam.
She said "Okay sir, but this will get pretty personal."  I looked at her
and said "I need his support."  She welcomed Phil in, and we walked back to
the last exam room on the right.  I was asked to strip completely and put
on a paper gown.  I did so, handing my clothes to Phil who folded them and
placed them on a cabinet in the exam room.

I looked over at Phil and said "I have never felt so naked, as I do right
now."  He smiled and said "Doug, you are doing the right thing."  About
that time a young male doctor and a male nurse entered and asked me what
happened.  I looked at Phil and he nodded, so I began the story of the
attack.  The nurse asked when, where, and had I showered since the attack.
I told him that it had occurred on Thursday out of town, and that I had
showered as I had not planned on seeking medical attention, until I gave it
more thought.  The doctor looked at my face, arms, hands, and legs before
he asked me to stand.  When I stood, he sat on the wheeled stool and lifted
my gown.  He checked my cock and manipulated my balls.  He then asked me to
turn around and bend over.  He had me spread my legs and lean completely
over so that he could look at my hole.  He asked the nurse to bring the
lamp closer so that he could see.  I felt him gently examine the outer
edges, and then, he began to slightly pull my ass lips apart.  He said
"Well, I do not see any tears or signs of bleeding, so we are going to take
that as a positive.  Now the next part will be uncomfortable, but I have to
check the insides for any type of damage.  This will be similar to a
prostate exam."  He lubed up his gloved finger and applied some to my hole.
I felt him enter me, and he probed around.  He withdrew his finger and said
"I do not feel any tears on the inside, nor do I see any bloody discharge
on my finger however, your rectal muscle is somewhat loose so that may have
been your saving grace.  Are you anally sexual active?"

I could not believe what he was asking me.  I was still leaning over the
table and I rose up and said "I am."  I then said "I know my partners are
safe as we have been tested, but I am worried about the guy who attacked
me.  What do we do now?"  The doctor looked at me and asked 'Did he
ejaculate inside you?"  I told him that he did, and as soon as I got to
where I was staying, I went to the bathroom and tried to expel as much of
him as I could.  I told him that I took a shower and washed around my hole
as good as I could.  He said "We will have several tests performed so that
we can take that issue off your mind.  I am concerned that you did not
report this earlier as we have lost all evidence that could be used to
prosecute your attacker."  I turned around and looked him in the eye and
said "I do not want to prosecute, I cannot prosecute, and I do not want the
police involved."  He said "I would strongly suggest that you get law
enforcement involved for your protection."  I said "Thank you for your
concern, and I truly mean that, but I cannot allow them to be involved.
This will not happen again."  He looked over at Phil and said "Have you
tried to explain to him the significance of involving law enforcement?"
Phil looked at me and said "We did discuss it on the drive over, but I
understand his feelings." He told me that I could get dressed and that he
would return in a few minutes with my medical orders and prescriptions.
The doctor wrote a prescription for a sleep aid, some antibiotics just to
be on the safe side, and some meds to ward off any STDs that might have
been passed to me.  Phil handed me my clothes as I need them, and I dressed
as fast as I could.  I had just finished tucking my shirt into my jeans
when the doctor returned.  He looked at me again and said "I believe that
you will be okay, but here is the information you will need to call and
find out your results - he gave me a code that I would use to get the final
results.  He told me that preliminary results would be in within an hour,
but to give them at least at least four days on the more in-depth testing,
as he did not know what was ahead of me.  We waited in the exam room for
the initial results which the doctor brought back to me within an hour.  He
stated that the initial results did not show any issues, but that he could
be more positive with the other results.  I thanked him, and we left the
emergency room.

Phil drove us to the pharmacy so that I could have the prescriptions
filled.  The assistant there told me that it would take about forty minutes
before I could pick them up.  I looked at Phil and he said "Doug, we need
to get something to eat as you have not eaten since last night at Olive
Garden."  I suddenly was hungry, so we walked out and over to Hungry
Howie's for a pizza.  We sat down after ordering our food and drinks.  Phil
looked at me and said "Doug, I hate that this has happened to you, but I
have to tell you that I am so proud that you did decide to go for the
examination.  I don't know how this will affect us in the long run, but my
love for you has not changed."  I looked at him, and the tears began to
flow from my eyes.  This man could touch me without even laying a hand on
me.  I so wanted to satisfy him sexually, but I knew that I could not until
I received the test results.  I sat there and told him how much I loved
him.  Soon our pizza was ready; Phil went to pick it up while I filled our
cups with ice and coke.  We returned to the table about the same time.
Phil placed a slice of pizza on my plate and then another on his.  We began
to eat our pizza and drink our drinks while talking about our visit to the
Emergency Room.  We talked in low tones so as to not be overhead by anyone
around us.  As we ate, my cell phone rang.  I looked at it and it was from
Ryan, he wanted to know what was going on.  I told him that we had left the
hospital and were eating something.  He wanted me to bring him a pizza
after I told him what had happened in the ER.  I told him that I was
examined, given a prescription which we were having filled, and that I
would be home shortly.  He seemed to be okay with that, so we hung up and I
finished my pizza.  We then walked over to the pharmacy and picked up my
prescriptions.  The attendant rang up my purchases and I paid with my
credit card.

We returned home with Phil driving.  I enjoyed being chauffeured around for
a change.  As we drove in the driveway, Phil turned and asked "Do you want
me to spend the next few nights with you and Ryan?"  I told him that I
would greatly appreciate that.  He said "Well, let's run this pizza in to
the boys and then head over to my house for me to pack some clothes and
other stuff that I will need.  I also need to pick up some plans that I
have to finish this week."  We walked into the house and placed the pizza
on the counter in the kitchen.  It was no sooner on the counter than Ryan
and Myles had it opened and were grabbing two pieces at a time.  I walked
over to the cabinet and pulled out two glasses and filled them with ice and
coke.  The boys were very happy with my assistance.  As I walked around the
kitchen, I felt Ryan's eyes on me.  I turned and he was looking directly at
me.  He said "Dad, I think you and I need to talk."  I said "Why?"  He said
"In private, Dad."  I looked at him and said "Finish your pizza because
Phil and I need to do some running around."  He said "Dad, I need to talk
now, in your office."  I followed him to my office and he closed the door.
He pointed to my chair and indicated that I should be seated.

I sat down in my chair, in my office, as directed by my son.  I looked at
him and said "So what is so all fired important that we have to have a
private conversation?'  He looked at me and said "You have not been
truthful with me.  I feel that you are withholding something from me and
you know, we do not do that in this house."  I said "What do you base this
on?"  He said "Dad, Phil mentioned that he was spending the week.  He does
not do that normally, and frankly you still do not look like yourself.  You
are worried, and I can feel that, now fess up."

I took a deep breath, looked at Ryan and said "Ryan, I was sexually
assaulted while we at mom's.  I did not report it, nor did I seek immediate
medical attention.  I got home and started thinking about it and with
Phil's encouragement and support; I went to the Emergency Room.  The
initial test results indicate that I am okay, but I will not have complete
confirmation until four days from now.  Phil has offered, and I accepted
his offer to stay with me this week to help me with some stuff."  Ryan
looked at me and said "Dad, I am here, and I can help."  I said "Son, you
have a lot to do this week, you are my son and I had not planned on
discussing this with you.  I need Phil and I also need you, but both of you
in different roles.  Do you understand?"  Ryan looked at me and said "I
think I do, but do not think you can fool me.  I am growing up and I can
handle distressing news."  I smiled, pulled him to me and kissed the top of
his head.  I said "I will be okay; it is just hard to believe that you are
growing up, but understand that I will always love you and will try to
protect you from all harm."

"I know that Dad, but I am no longer a child, you have taught me a lot, now
trust me to be a young man."  I swatted his behind and pointed him to the
door, I opened it and we returned to the kitchen.

I looked over at Phil and said "Are you ready?"  Phil grabbed my keys and
said "Yes sir, boss man!  At your command Sir!"  Ryan and Myles rolled
their eyes and started to clean up the kitchen.  We walked out, got in the
Denali, Phil backed out, and drove to his house.

As we pulled into his driveway, he pulled out his cell phone and activated
the garage door and deactivated the burglar alarm.  We walked into the
house, and he began to gather his work notes and plans.  I watched him do
this, and then, I found a box to put all of his stuff in.  I took it out to
the Denali.  I returned to the house, and he was in his bedroom pulling out
jeans, slacks and shirts.  I walked over to his chest of drawers and pulled
out some socks, t-shirts, and various types of underwear.  He smiled when I
pulled out his turquoise jock.  He said "Why Mr.  Brunson, I do believe
that you are hoping to take advantage of me."  I said "Oh you have no idea.
I want you so bad, I need you, I want to taste you, I want you to fill me,
and I want to be one with you."  He smiled and said "Well, let's get back
to your house, I think I have all of my stuff."  I said "What about your
toiletries?"  He turned and said "I carried most of my stuff over Saturday,
but I can add a few other things."  He walked in a grabbed a few things,
stuffed them in his luggage, and then, we walked back to the Denali.  He
lowered the garage door and activated the burglar alarm.  We backed out of
the driveway and I asked him to head to the grocery store.

We walked around the grocery store and I purchased a cart full of groceries
for the week.  Phil suggested that we should grill steaks and have baked
potatoes with grilled asparagus and corn tonight.  I told him that I liked
that idea.  I sent him over to pick out the steaks while I selected the
vegetables and the Hawaiian Bread.  Phil returned with four nice rib-eyes.
I looked at him and said "Well, it might be a good idea to get two more as
I suspect that we will have Rob and Jay tonight."  He said "I thought that
might be the case, but I wanted you to tell me that.  I had my eye on two
more, so I will return in a few seconds."

He returned with two additional rib-eyes.  We walked to the cashier and
checked out.  We loaded the purchases into the Denali and drove home.  I
called Ryan on the way and told him to meet me so that we could get the
groceries into the house and stored as quickly as possible. He told me that
Rob and Jay had arrived and were eager to see me.  I smiled and thought
"What now?"

We drove into the garage and the boys were soon there to help unload the
groceries.  I walked in and began to store the stuff in the refrigerator
while Ryan and Myles stored the dry and canned goods in the pantry.  Phil
laid the steaks, potatoes, asparagus, corn, and the Hawaiian bread on the
counter.  Ryan looked at what Phil had placed on the counter and broke into
a big smile.

Ryan grabbed the potatoes, washed them, oiled them with olive oil,
sprinkled them with Kosher salt and wrapped them in aluminum foil.  Phil
took them and placed them on the grill after turning it on low.  Myles
looked at me and asked "No salad tonight?"  I said "No, we are going to
have some vegetables for a change."  He said, "Well, I don't know anything
about vegetables so I guess I am out of here."  I nodded, and then, I
turned around, pulled a small pot out, filled it with water and started it
to boil.  After it boiled, I added two large tea bags so that we could have
fresh tea with our dinner.

As I began to work in the kitchen, the boys approached me and asked if they
could have a spend the night event on Friday night.  I said "Isn't that the
usual practice around here?"  The explained that this time, it would be
more than just the four of them as they wanted to ask some more guys to
join in.  I asked how many and they said "no more than four Pops."  I told
them that it was okay, so they went back to the family room to make plans
and to make some phone calls.

I then washed and trimmed the asparagus, drizzled it with olive oil,
sprinkled it with cracked pepper and Kosher salt, and let it sit on the
counter until I was ready to put it in the oven.  I wrapped the Hawaiian
bread in aluminum foil so that it was ready to go in the oven too.  I
washed the steaks, and seasoned them with garlic salt, Monterey Steak
Seasoning, and cracked black pepper.  I let them sit for a while.  I filled
one of my large pots two -thirds full of water and placed it on the
stovetop after adding some salt to the water.

Ryan returned to the kitchen and made a gallon of sweet tea.  He placed it
in the refrigerator so that it would begin to chill before it was time to
eat.  Phil walked back out to the grill and checked on the potatoes.  He
then reported that they were beginning to soften.  I took that as my clue
to begin to start the other items.  I placed the asparagus in the oven and
the steaks on the grill.  I told Phil how to handle the steaks and left him
to do the grilling while I worked in the kitchen.  I brought the pot of
water to boil and dropped the ears of corn in to boil.  I managed
everything in the kitchen while Phil handled the grill.  I checked with
him, and he said that the steaks were coming along and should be done in a
few minutes.  I returned to the kitchen, checked on the asparagus, corn,
and then placed the bread in the oven to warm.

I pulled the plates out of the cabinet, laid out the dinnerware and placed
the glasses on the counter.  Phil brought in the potatoes and steaks.  I
pulled the asparagus and bread out of the oven and plucked the corn out of
the boiling water.  I called the boys to eat and they knew the procedure.
Rob walked over and pulled the sour cream, butter, and green onion dip out
of the refrigerator.  Jay filled the glasses with ice.  Everyone dressed
their baked potato after plating their steak, asparagus, corn and bread.
We all ate around the kitchen counter and talked about our Thanksgiving
Holidays.

We finished eating and Jay and Rob took over cleaning the kitchen and
storing any left-overs.  Phil and I retired to my room and lay across the
bed and talked.  In a few minutes, I heard the phone ring and then Ryan
walked into my room telling me that it was Grandmother.  I took the phone
and said "Hello."  We did our usual "How are things?" "How is everyone?,"
and then she asked me if I remembered Bobby Joe Spencer?  I froze as I
thought that he had contacted her with the video or had said something to
her.  I asked "Why are you asking about him?"  She said "Doug, you know he
is one of our police officers in town, and last night he responded to a
burglary at McKesson's Hardware.  He was the first to arrive and engaged in
gunfire with the burglar.  He was hit around the waist and it seems as
though he may be paralyzed.  The doctors don't know for sure, but I just
think it is horrible that something like that would happen to one of
up-standing officers.  I almost dropped the phone.  Phil looked at me, and
I saw worry enter his face, I knew then that I had betrayed my feelings to
those in the room.  I finished the phone call with mom and gave the phone
back to Ryan.  He returned it to the cradle in the kitchen.  While he was
gone, I shared the news of Bobby Joe with Phil.  He said "Damn boy, Karma
did not waste any time with him, did it?"  I shook my head.

Ryan returned to my bedroom and sat on the bed between us.  He rubbed my
leg and then he nuzzled up against me.  I looked over at Phil and smiled.
Phil returned the smile; got up, went to the bathroom, and took his evening
shower.  Phil returned wearing clean boxer briefs and stretched out on the
bed.  Ryan rolled over and looked at Phil.  He said "Well I can take a
hint, I am out of here.  Dad, the boys have gone home, I will lock up, and
go to my room."  With that he was out of my room and soon I heard his door
close.

Phil looked over at me and said "Doug, you need to shower and come to bed."
I said "It is going to be a restless night for me."  Phil said "That is why
the doctor prescribed you a sleeping aid, now go take it, get your shower
and get in bed."  I got up, went to the kitchen, took the sleeping pill,
returned to my bathroom, took my shower, pulled on some briefs and joined
Phil in bed.  I turned out the lamp and he rolled over to me and wrapped
his arms around me.  I immediately relaxed into him.  He nuzzled my neck
and ears.  I backed into him and felt his hard cock.  I so wanted him in
me, but I knew that we could not do anything until after the test results
were back and they were negative.  I felt him begin to slide against my leg
so I let my hand move back behind me and into his boxer briefs.  I grabbed
his cock and allowed him to glide it in my fist until he came all over my
hand.  I removed my hand and licked it clean.  It helped me relax and I was
soon pressed back against him and I fell asleep.

End of Chapter 25 - My Son and His Friends

I hope that this answers some issues that Doug had raised at the end of
Chapter 24 when he made the decision not to talk to Phil about the attack.
It was rough to bring it up, but he owed Phil honesty and he needed Phil to
be there with him during the examination.

We have a few weeks before Christmas and then the trip to Gatlinburg.

Thank you to those who wrote and inquired as to whether I had fallen off
the bridge or something worse.  I appreciate your comments and
encouragement.  Please be patient as my time to write this summer is
scarce, but I will knock more out as I can.  I can devote more time to the
story in the fall.

Enjoy your reading and keep those comments coming

Jay