Date: Wed, 12 Aug 2015 18:09:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 27 of My Son and His Friends

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Chapter 27 - My Son and His Friends

Over the next three weeks, we led a very fast paced lifestyle.  Myles spent
the first and third weeks with his mom and the second week with us as her
work schedule had her working midnights.  Having Myles in the house was not
a distraction, as it just felt normal.  If he did something wrong or needed
guidance, I did not give it a second thought. I treated and disciplined him
just like I did Ryan.  He accepted my praise and corrections as if he were
my own child.  I really did feel fatherly toward him.

Well I actually got ahead of myself so let me go back and hit some of the
highlights of the past two weeks. During the first week back from
Thanksgiving vacation, we decided to put up the Christmas tree on Friday
night, December 5th.  I mentioned it to Phil, and he and Ryan had it out of
the attic by the time I got home Friday afternoon.  Since our living room
overlooks the backyard, we decided to put it in front of the windows in the
dining room, which overlooked the front of the house, so we had to make
some furniture moves in that area.

Ryan and Myles began to go through the boxes of decorations and checked
each strand of lights before we put them on the tree.  Phil and I began to
assemble and shape the tree.  As soon as we had finished, we began to
string the lights on the tree.  Phil is a whiz at placing the lights in the
branches of the tree so I stood back and watched him work.  Ryan found the
angel that we have always put on the tree.  He pulled the small ladder from
the utility room and used it to place the angel on the top of the tree.  As
soon as it was in place, and Phil had finished with the lights, Myles
plugged them in, and we walked outside to see how they looked.

The lighting passed our inspection, so we returned and began to place the
ornaments that we had collected over the years on the tree.  Ryan found
several of the ornaments which documented his first Christmas.  These were
gifts from his mom, me, my parents and Allison's parents.  He hung those
very carefully so that they could be seen when you walked into the room.  I
let them work on the tree while I took the Nativity scene and set it up in
the living room.  This set is very precious to me as it is the one that
Allison and I bought for our first Christmas of marriage.  I handled each
piece very carefully and placed it according to the diagram on the box.
Myles came into the living room and said that Ryan wanted to place some
candy canes on the tree.  I told him that I would have to find some and
when I did, I would buy them and bring them home.

I asked Ryan and Myles to pack up the ornament boxes while I pulled out
some floral arrangements, candles, and greenery to place around the house.
Phil found the wreath and hung it on the front door.  The boys stored the
boxes back in the attic while Phil and I placed some of the other scenes
and décor around the house.  We finished around 11:30 that night.
Before we went to bed that night, Ryan dimmed the lights and we walked the
house to give it another look.  It really did look festive and then, Ryan
found some potpourri and began to set it out around the house.  I could
already smell the scents of evergreen and cinnamon.

We all went to our separate bedrooms and called it a night.  Phil and I
stripped down to our boxer briefs and crawled into bed.  I pulled him to me
and put my arms around him.  He rubbed my arms with his chin and nibbled my
arm.  I snuggled closer to him and he said "Doug, I am too tired to get
into anything tonight, can we just lay here and go to sleep?"  I pulled him
closer to me and said "Phil, I understand that, we always have Saturday
night."  He nodded and said "I will be up for a session tomorrow night, but
right now, I need to rest and stretch out."  I released him and let him
stretch out on the bed flat on his back.  I joined him and we talked for
about thirty minutes, he began to slow down, and before long he had fallen
asleep.

I heard the boys hit the shower in their bathroom, and then, the house was
quiet.  I fell asleep after making some adjustments to my pillows.  I
rolled to my side and pushed back against Phil, grabbed one of my pillows
and hugged it to my chest.  I lay there for a while and slowly dropped off
to sleep.

Saturday morning arrived rather fast, and we were all up, showered, fed,
and looking at one another when Phil announced that since we had this house
decorated that he needed help with his.  We loaded up in the Denali and
drove over to his house.  He showed the boys where the tree was along with
the decorations, outdoor fixtures and lights, and other stuff.  He and I
went into the house and began to clear a spot in front of his large living
room window for the tree.  The boys entered the house and could not get
over how big it was, as well as, some of the items that he had in it.
Finally, they settled down, and we began to assemble his tree.  Again, Phil
and I put the tree together after the boys finished testing the strings of
lights; Phil put them on the tree.  We turned the boys loose with the
ornaments while we walked out front, and Phil laid out his plans for the
outdoor fixtures and lighting.  This guy really gets into the Christmas
Spirit.  The boys finished and joined us as we were dragging some of the
stuff out of the storage shed.  They began to help us and in about two
hours we had the scenes in place, the spots in place, and the mini -lights
in the shrubs, as well as, Santa on the roof.  Phil wanted to put lights
around the edge of the house, but I told him that I thought it would
detract, so he didn't.  We walked back inside the house and finished
placing some greenery, candles, single ornaments, and scenes around the
house.  Phil was not done yet; he set up a screen in one of the windows in
the bedroom and projected a computer generated picture of Santa Claus
checking in on whoever was in that room.  He changed his doorbell to play
several Christmas melodies and Ryan instantly wanted us to get that type of
doorbell.  I looked at Phil and said "Thank you, oh Thank you!"  He smiled
and said "Doug, you need to come off of that money, it is not that
expensive, and there are a variety of melodies that you can use throughout
the year."

We finished a few more tasks at Phil's house, and then, we loaded back up
in the Denali.  I was thinking of going home, but Phil wanted to do
something else, so I followed his directions as he did not want to tell me
where we were going.  Finally we arrived at DeBukes' Barbeque Shoppe.  We
all got out and entered.  The smells were wonderful, and the boys instantly
knew what they wanted.  Phil pushed them to the window, and they placed
their orders.  They both got a pulled pork sandwich with fries, and a side
dish of Brunswick Stew.  Phil and I ordered a Barbeque Plate with pork ribs
and chicken, potato salad, and baked beans.  Everybody got a large sweet
tea and we sat down waiting for our food to be served.  Phil paid for
everybody's meal over my objections.  Ryan said "Well dang Dad, if I had
known that ol money bags' was paying I would have gotten a dessert."  Phil
looked at Ryan and said "What do you want Ryan? It's my treat."  Ryan
looked at me and I nodded okay.  He wanted a piece of strawberry shortcake
while Myles wanted some peach cobbler.  Phil looked at me and I told him
that I was having to watch my figure, so I would have to decline.  He
laughed, but did not push the issue, nor did he order any dessert.

We had an enjoyable meal and talked about the upcoming Christmas Season.
Phil said that he was going to stay in town until the 23rd and then he
would travel to be with his parents in New Port Richey, Florida until the
27th.  I asked him if he wasn't concerned about the safety of his outside
decorations, and he said that he wasn't as he had a camera system installed
that surveyed and recorded any movement on his property.  I made mention
that we would leave for mom's on the 19th, travel to Gatlinburg on the
20th, return to mom's on the 27th and then home on the 29th.  Ryan looked
at Myles and said "That is gonna be a long time with Grandmother" and he
laughed.  I smiled as he was absolutely on target, but I planned on at
least exploring Gatlinburg, Sevierville, Pigeon Forge, and if possible
Cade's Cove.  We finished lunch and returned to the house.

As we drove into the garage, Rob and Jay came over.  Everybody entered the
house, and they were impressed with the decorations.  The boys sat in the
family room and began to talk about how they wanted to celebrate the
holidays among themselves this year.  Phil and I sat in the family room and
listened to them talk.  They turned and asked me about our plans so that
they could make sure that there would not be any conflicts.  I told the
guys that with us going out of town this year, I would prefer a low-key
get-together, but I would not object to a big celebration for New Year's
Eve.  Jay's eyes lit up and I could see the wheels turning.  I should have
thought more carefully than I did, before I made my comments.  Myles wanted
to know if the guys would be there.  I said "Myles, if you want Jared,
Matt, and Shane here, then you will have to invite them, but I imagine that
they will want some time that night with their friends and girl friends."
Ryan suggested that if they could not be here on New Year's Eve then, maybe
we could have the get together on another night for them, but have a get
together for all of us on New Year's Eve.  I shook my head and said "Ryan,
that will take a lot of planning and food."  He said "No, Dad, I want
everyone to bring something for our get-together, but we can furnish the
stuff for the night that the guys are here."  I decided to hush at that
point.  I looked over at Phil, and he was silently chuckling at me.

I got up, looked at Phil and said "Let's go shopping."  He got up and
followed me.  I reached the door leading into garage and I heard Ryan say
"Well, would you boys like to go with us?"  Then Myles said "No sir, we
will stay here and hold the fort down."  I reached for the door and
continued on out into the garage.  We got into the Denali and drove to the
mall.  Phil said "Don't you feel a little strange leaving them at the
house?"  I said "Nope, I don't.  I need to go and look at some stuff
without them around.  Believe me, they will be okay without us, and they
will be fine by themselves."

We parked and walked into the mall. We browsed through several of the
stores that sold sports equipment, and electronics.  As we rambled and
looked, I watched to see what Phil was picking up.  I commented on a few of
his choices.  I took note of his comments and put some of them on my
Christmas list.  We wandered around the mall and looked at a number of
things as I was really thinking about spring, summer and fall events.  We
finished our shopping experience with a trip to the food court for an
afternoon snack.

We returned home, and as I walked in the door, I was met with "We're
hungry, what's to eat?, and when are we eating?"  I turned to Phil and
said, "I think we are in the wrong house."  He said "Oh no, you are not, I
am hungry too."

I turned Phil around, and we returned to the Denali, and headed to the
grocery store.  I purchased some ground beef, ground chuck, bakery fresh
sesame seeded Kaiser Rolls, frozen French fries, three cans of kernel corn,
and a couple cans of Manwich.  Phil looked at me and said "I cannot believe
that you are cheating."  I said "Phil, even I have to take the easy road
sometimes.  I am tired, and I don't want to stand and cook tonight.  They
will not know the difference, if you keep your mouth shut" and I smiled.
He said "Well it will cost you and I expect payment later tonight."  I
smiled and said "Deal."

We returned to the house and I began to mix and divide the resulting meat
mix.  I bagged some of it and stored it in the freezer for use later in the
week.  I preheated the oven to 400 degrees.  I placed the fries on a couple
of baking sheets and put them in the oven.  I browned the meat mixture that
I had left out, drained the fat off, and then, I added the Manwich.  I
stirred the mixture and let it simmer while the fries cooked.  I opened the
cans of corn and poured them into a large pot, added some butter, placed it
on the stove and allowed it to cook.  I placed the rolls in aluminum foil
and put them in the oven along with the fries for about the last five
minutes of the fries cooking time.  I poured the corn into a bowl, put the
Manwich mixture in another bowl, removed the buns and fries from the oven,
pulled down the paper plates, and called the boys to the counter.  Phil
pulled out the cups, filled them with ice, and allowed the boys their
choice of soft drinks.

We all sat down and ate a Manwich sandwich with fries and corn.  The boys
loved it, and I have to say it was fast and delicious.  Clean-up was fast
and handled by the boys.  Rob found the Manwich cans in the trash and
announced that the meal was not from scratch.  I received five thumbs down.

I went to the family room, collapsed on the sofa while Phil took over the
love seat.  The boys began to head out to their homes.  Myles left last and
as he headed out the door, he came back, hugged me, and thanked me for just
being the best Pops ever.  I ruffled up his hair, gave him a hug, and
thanked him for being a dependable young man.  He left, and it was just
Phil, Ryan, and me.  Ryan found a movie, and then he crawled up in the sofa
with me.  He pushed me back, and then, he crawled in front of me so that we
were spooning.  He reached back and pulled my arm around him, and he laid
his head against the arm of the sofa, just like me.  We watched the movie
and when it ended, I said to both Phil and Ryan that I was going to bed.
Phil said "Now that sounds good to me, I am ready to stretch out and get
some Z's."  Ryan got up and headed to his room.  He went to his bathroom,
took his nightly shower, and went to his bedroom.  Phil and I walked into
my bedroom with me walking over to the bed and pulling back the covers
while Phil took a quick hot shower.  When he finished, I took mine and then
I walked back in, turned out the overhead light, and got into bed.  I
pulled Phil to me and we lay there with my arms around him.  I said "Phil,
I know we planned on playing around, but I just want to lay here and hold
you.  I could tell he was disappointed, in fact I knew he was ready, but I
wasn't, something was nagging at me, and I just could not focus and perform
like I wanted.  We lay there not talking, but just enjoying the skin to
skin contact.  Soon Phil drifted off to sleep, and I joined him in a few
minutes.

Sunday morning appeared pretty fast.  I could tell by the way things
appeared in the house that the weather was doing a major change.  I got up,
went to the bathroom, and took care of my morning rituals including a
shower.  I returned to the bedroom as Phil was waking up.  He asked "Why
are you up, showered and dressed so soon?"  I said "The weather is changing
and I need to check the news, get breakfast completed, and work on some
school stuff."  He said "Do not do breakfast, I am taking the three of us
out to eat this morning, so go wake Ryan, get him showered and dressed.  I
will be ready in about twenty minutes."  I started to argue, but I could
tell it would be a wasted effort on my part.  I walked down to Ryan's room,
woke him up, headed him to the shower, and then, I returned to the family
room.  I turned on the morning news and my feelings were right, we were due
for some major cold weather.  I got up and walked to the freezer.  I took
out the mix of ground beef and ground chuck.  I placed it in the sink to
thaw while we went to breakfast.  I checked to see if I had everything that
I would need to make chili.  I did find that I needed to buy some cheese
and sliced bread for cheese sandwiches.

Ryan and Phil appeared in the kitchen area about the same time.  We walked
out to the garage and Phil said "Today, we are taking my truck.  Ryan, back
seat; Doug, passenger's seat; and Phil, driver's seat."  We all got in as
directed.  He backed out and he said "I have wanted a waffle for the last
several days, so I am thinking Waffle House.  Anyone have a different
idea?"  No one said anything, so we went to Waffle House.

We entered and were seated.  Our waitress came over and took our drink
orders.  We looked at the placemats and made our decisions.  Ryan ordered
two scrambled eggs, grits, bacon, toast, and a waffle.  Phil ordered almost
the same thing, but he wanted a pecan waffle.  I ordered a waffle and a
large order of hash brown, scattered, smothered, and covered.  I decided
that I needed to go to the restroom, so I got up and left the other two at
the booth.  I returned to find them in a deep conversation which they ended
when I arrived at the booth.  I thought something was up, but decided that
maybe they had finished their conversation.  I was no sooner seated than
our food arrived.  We sat, talked, and ate our food with a couple of drink
refills.

We finished our breakfast, returned to Phil's truck, and drove home.  As we
drove into the driveway, I suddenly remembered that I needed bread and
cheese.  I asked Phil if he could go to the grocery store and pick it up.
He turned to Ryan and asked "You want to go?"  Ryan said that he did, so I
got out, and they drove off.  I went on in and began to pull out the stuff
I needed to cook a double batch of chili. I knew that I could freeze some
of it and use it in the days to come.  I began to set the kitchen up with
my cans of kidney and pinto beans, diced tomatoes, tomato sauce, and then
my spices (cumin, chili, black pepper, and salt) on the counter in the
order that I would use them.  I diced a couple of onions, some celery, and
a green chili pepper.  I browned the meat, drained the fat, and then added
the onion.  I returned the meat mixture to the heat and allowed the onions
to cook until they were transparent and then I stirred them and added the
tomatoes, chili pepper, tomato sauce, beans, celery, spices and some water.
I then turned it down to simmer and began to clean the kitchen.

I had just finished cleaning the kitchen when the door from the garage
opened and in walked Phil and Ryan.  They began to place bags on the
counter.  I looked at them and said "I only asked for one package of sliced
cheese and a loaf of sliced bread. What is all of this?"  Ryan said "Well,
there was a conversation, and it was decided that we would do the shopping,
and then, have you fix us a meal from scratch using the items that we have
selected for you.  You know, kinda like a cooking game show?"  I looked at
him, and then, I looked at Phil.  I said "Who decided this?" and they
started pointing at each other, and then, they said that it was Myles'
idea.  I smiled and looked in the bags.  There was stew beef, small
carrots, potatoes, onions, LeSeur baby green peas and some potato rolls
from the bakery.

I said "I take it you want this for supper tonight?"  They looked at me and
said "Or sooner."  I turned back around and began to pull out some bowls
and my electric skillet.  I washed, peeled and sliced the potatoes,
carrots, and onions.  I washed the stew meat, salted and peppered it,
floured it and added it to the hot oil in the skillet. I browned it for a
few minutes, and then, I added the onions, potatoes, carrots along with
some water to the mixture and allowed it to cook on low for a while.  After
the vegetables were cooked and soft, I added a can of the LeSeur green peas
and allowed them to cook for about 10 minutes on low.  I wrapped the potato
rolls in aluminum foil and placed them in the warm onion.  When everything
was finished, I pulled the plates down, gathered the cutlery and filled the
glasses with ice and sweet tea.  I called the guys to the counter, and we
ate a great mid-afternoon lunch.  I continued to monitor the chili and
finally, it was finished.  I set it off the stovetop to cool.

I left Phil and Ryan watching a football game and went to my office to do
some school work.  I could hear them yell and cheer throughout the
afternoon.  I wanted to join them, but I had work that had to be completed
before the school week began.  I finally finished my work around 5 o'clock.
I returned to the family room and took a seat on the love seat as Phil and
Ryan had the sofa.  I grabbed one of the throw pillows and placed it
against the arm of the love seat and lay back so that I could watch the TV,
as well as, Ryan and Phil.  They sure did seem to have a good relationship
going, as they talked about the various plays and players.  There were some
side bets and comments to keep things entertaining.  Myles joined us around
6 o'clock as his mom had to be at work by 7 o'clock and he would spend the
week with us.

I decided to bag the chili in gallon freezer bags.  I placed them in the
freezer for use in the future.  We ordered a pizza later, ate it at the
counter, cleaned up, and then we all headed to our bedrooms as the next
week would be busy with get-togethers, shopping, and wrapping gifts.  We
all took our evening showers and crawled into bed.  Phil and I lay there
and talked about the upcoming holidays.  I reached down and felt his cock.
I could feel it come to life, so I moved down the bed and began to lick his
cock and balls.  I love the taste of his pre-cum.  Soon he was hard, and I
took him into my mouth all the way to his pubes and began to slide up and
down his shaft.  I used a lot of suction and swirled my tongue around his
cock head.  I played with his balls, tugging and massaging them.  I let my
finger move down to his hole, and then, I began to slightly enter him.  I
probed and found his love button and began to poke and stroke it.  In a few
minutes, I felt his cock thicken and he thrust up into my mouth.  Shorty
thereafter, he began to cum with about six heavy shots.  I swallowed,
swirled my tongue over his cock, and cleaned him up.  I moved back up and
kissed him.  He pushed me over onto my back, but I told him that I was
satisfied.  He stopped and looked at me and said "Doug, what is wrong?"  I
said "Phil, I am fine; you know I love it when we do this, but tonight is
your night. I don't need your reciprocation.  Having you here with me is
all I need right now, however, this coming weekend it will be a different
story" and I laughed.  He punched me and said "You hope."  I snickered and
he lay back down against me.

Soon he drifted off to sleep and shortly thereafter, I joined him.  Monday
morning arrived soon and we were all up, rushing around, showering,
dressing, trying to get our stuff together, and heading to work or to
school.  I went to school and as I was in the office that morning, Emily
Tuthill reminded me that we had a school social on Wednesday.  I suddenly
remembered that I had to bring a couple of pound cakes and some cookies.  I
walked to my room and sent myself a reminder text.  The bell sounded and my
week was off to a fast and furious start as I had a lot to cover before I
tested them on the following Tuesday.  I had learned in previous years that
it is best to not test on the last three days before the Christmas
holidays.

I finished my day, and the department continued to do our daily walk - run
training.  I left school and headed to the grocery store to pick up the
ingredients that I needed to cook two sour cream pound cakes and a couple
batches of my famous cookies.  I hurriedly shopped and headed home.  Ryan
and Myles were waiting for me to help them with a science assignment.  I
worked with them for about an hour, and then, I pulled out some of the
chili, warmed it up and made grilled cheese sandwiches.  Ryan poured each
of us a glass of tea, and we had a quick meal.  I began to mix up my cookie
dough so that I could let it chill in the refrigerator overnight.  As soon
as I had it mixed and stored, I began one of the sour cream pound cakes.  I
finished mixing it, began to clean the kitchen, and took the cake out of
the oven around ten o'clock.  I looked at Ryan and Myles and told them that
it was their past bedtime.  They agreed and headed to their room.

Tuesday was almost a repeat of Monday.  I rushed home from school and began
to cook another pound cake, and then, I began to scoop out the cookie dough
and baked about 12 dozen cookies.  The house was really beginning to smell
seasonal.  I finished cleaning the kitchen and readying the cakes and
cookies for transport to the school party the next day. I went to bed and
drifted off to sleep almost by the time I rolled into the bed.

Wednesday was a very busy school day.  I took the cakes and cookies to the
media center and left them with members of the social committee.  I covered
a lot of material and pressed the students to draw and label a number of
diagrams.  They whined and groaned, but understood that we needed to cover
and learn it now, or they would have to study over the holidays and return
for a test afterwards.  We pushed on and made good progress.  The day
ended.  I walked down to the media center and joined the rest of the
faculty for our Christmas get-together.  We sang some songs, played a few
games, exchanged gifts within each department, and ate a lot of food.

We finished our party around five o'clock.  I grabbed my trays and headed
home.  I had told Ryan that I would be later than normal, so he had taken
some of the chili out of the refrigerator and had heated it up for himself
and Myles.  They had eaten by the time that I drove into the driveway.  I
called Ryan's phone, and they joined me in the Denali.  I backed out, and
we headed to the mall to do some Christmas shopping.  We finished around
eight thirty that night.  We walked out to the Denali and headed home.
Ryan looked over at me and said that he really could eat something. I
pulled into Wendy's drive through, and we each ordered a single combo.  We
began to eat on the way home, and by the time we arrived home we had
finished eating.

We got out and unloaded our gifts, taking them to our respective bedrooms
where we would wrap them later in the week.  We returned to the family room
after we had stored our gifts.  We sat down and discussed the upcoming
weekend and the next week.  We decided to have the Christmas Get-together
with the four boys, Phil and me on the Thursday night of next week.  Ryan
said he would tell the others, if I would clear it with Phil.  I reminded
him that I wanted to leave as early on the 19th as possible, as we had to
travel to mom's, spend the night, and then head out to Gatlinburg the next
morning.  He asked about how he and Myles should pack and I suggested that
they take some jeans, a couple pair of casual slacks, long sleeve shirts, a
couple of sweatshirts and sweatpants, heavy socks, a cap, a pair of boots,
tennis shoes, dock shoes, a jacket, and a coat along with their usual boxer
briefs, sleeping shorts, and toiletries.

We finished our talk and everyone headed to bed.  I stripped down and was
walking around in my room naked when Ryan entered.  He stopped abruptly and
stared at me.  I stopped and looked over at him.  "What's on your mind
son?" I asked.  He stood there as if in deep thought.  Finally, he said
"Dad, Myles and I will be able to sleep together during Christmas, right?"
I said "Yes, I have made that clear to your grandmother, why?"  He said "I
enjoy having him next to me in bed and well, if I can be honest, we enjoy
fooling around."  I said "Ryan, that is okay with me, you know how I feel,
just assure me that you are being safe."  He said "We are Dad; we are not
doing anything heavy."  Although I was curious, I had made myself promise
that I would not interrogate him as I wanted him to feel free to discuss
me.  He then looked at me and said "I sure hope that my cock is like yours.
I think you have a good looking cock and balls."  I smiled and said "Ryan,
you are well on your way, you might even be a little bigger, but only time
will tell."  You know this time last year, I would have never expected us
to be this free about nudity, but now we are and I am pleased that we can
talk and be naked around each other."  He nodded his head.  He then left my
room and returned to his bedroom for the night.

Thursday and Friday were typical busy days.  I promised both Ryan and Myles
that we would go shopping on Friday afternoon after school so that they
could do some more of their shopping.  I finished at school, drove home,
and called them when I was on my way home.  They were ready when I drove
into the driveway.  I got out and took my stuff into my office.  I returned
to the Denali, and we were off for a night of shopping.  We had a quick
bite to eat at the food court, and then, we went our separate ways.  We
shopped until around 9 o'clock.  We walked out, stored our stuff in the
Denali, and drove home.  I pulled into the garage, and we began to unload
our stuff.  Myles and Ryan took theirs to Ryan's room while I stored my
presents in my room.  We called it an early night as I had mentioned to
them that as soon as Phil could get over to the house on Saturday morning
that we would head out of town to do some more shopping.  I went to my room
and fell into bed, all of that walking and looking wore me out.  I was
happy as I had purchased several gifts for Phil, Ryan, and Myles which I
knew would make them happy.  I got back up, stripped to my boxers, pulled
the covers back, crawled into bed, grabbed my book, and began to read until
I felt sleepy.  I put the book down, turned out the lamp, and prepared
myself for sleep.  It soon arrived.

I was awakened at 6 o'clock by Phil tickling my lips with a piece of pine
straw.  He would drag it along my lips, across my face, and then, over my
cheek and back across my lips.  He was so proud of himself.  He said "I
thought about giving you a wake-up blow-job, but if we are heading to
Atlanta, we need to get a move on.  I will reward you later.  I got up,
woke the boys up, headed them to the shower, and then, I returned to my
room and took my shower.  We dressed quickly and got into the Denali.  We
went through the drive-through at Hardees and made our purchases then, we
were on our way to Atlanta.

As we got closer to Atlanta, Phil said "Doug, let's hit some of the big
outlets on the outskirts of town.  So we stopped at the Tanger Outlet
Center which is located near the airport.  The boys were interested in the
number of planes which were landing at the airport.  It was a very busy
place and would only get busier as the holidays approached.  We spent about
two hours there, and then, we drove to the J.C. Penney outlet.  We spent
about an hour there with Phil and me making several purchases of towels,
sheets, and comforters for our houses.  We stopped at a Zaxby's and ordered
salads, chicken fingers, and drinks.  We ate a quick lunch and headed
further north to the Lenox Square and stores around it.  We arrived and
split up after designating a meeting place and set a meeting time of 6:15.
Phil and I wandered the mall together while Ryan and Myles did their own
shopping.  I had most of my shopping completed, but Phil had to do some for
his family, so I wandered the stores with him.  He found something that he
wanted to give Ryan and Myles, so I helped him with color choices.  We
finished shopping and returned to the meeting place only to find that they
boys were not there.  We waited and waited, it is now 6:30, and I am
getting really concerned.  I pull out my phone and called Ryan.  The call
goes to voicemail. I am in panic mode.  Phil is about to join me when we
hear "Dad, Phil!"  I turn, and there they are all smiles.  I gave them one
of my looks of death and told them to head to the Denali.  On the way, they
explained that their phones had lost their charge, and that they had no
clue as to how late it was.  They finally found a clock and knew that they
were in trouble.

We got to the Denali, loaded up, and I returned to downtown Atlanta.  I
found a parking garage close to where we were going for dinner.  We got out
and walked to Pitty Pat's Porch.  We were greeted and asked if we had a
reservation.  The boys and Phil looked at me and I said "Yes, we do.
Brunson, party of four at 7:15."  We were seated and the boys wanted to
know about why I had chosen this place.  I explained that it was named
after Scarlett O'Hara's aunt in the movie "Gone With the Wind."  It was
named after Aunt PittyPat not only because of the notoriety it ensued, but
the personality of her character.  She was known to be a gracious hostess
not only to Scarlett, but to Melanie and other visitors especially on her
grand porch.  I waited until I truly had their attention to tell them that
the building had at one time been a funeral home.  Ryan and Myles were
ready to leave then, but I told them that was many years ago.  I explained
that one of the unique things about the place was that the menus were
printed on funeral fans which people waved near their faces to keep cool
during the summer months.  The place settings were pewter and they offered
Phil and me a mint julep. The boys finally seemed to relax and we ordered
from the menu.  The choices were hard to make, so we decided to each order
something different and share.  Phil ordered Rhett's Mixed Grill, Myles
ordered the Savannah Crab Cakes, Ryan ordered Aunt Pittypat's Ribeye, and I
ordered the Plantation Combo.  (www.pittypatsrestaurant.com) By the time we
finished eating, we had no room for dessert.  I paid the bill and tipped
our waiter.  We left and returned to the Denali.  We headed home and soon
it was just me and Phi awake as the boys had conked out halfway home.  We
arrived home around one in the morning.

We woke the boys up and told them to go to their room.  Phil and I decided
to leave the purchases in the Denali as we too were tired and ready for
bed.  We walked into the bedroom, stripped out of our clothes, walked into
the bathroom and took a shower together.  As you can imagine, we were
tired, but the hot water seemed to wake us up, and we began to play around.
Phil gave me a mind-blowing blow job, and then, he leaned me up against the
wall and entered me.  He pumped me from behind and played with my nips
while allowing his hands to roam up and down my stomach and rib area.  He
really became rigid, and then, he pumped me full of his juices.  We were
both tired, so we rinsed off and went to bed.  After a good session of hot
sex with Phil in the shower, I feel asleep in no time.

Sunday morning arrived, but everyone in the house slept late.  I finally
opened my eyes at nine o'clock.  I lay there for a few minutes, and then,
Phil began to wake up.  We got up, took a quick shower together, dressed,
and walked into the kitchen.  I walked down to Ryan's room and woke him and
Myles up.  I told them that I was going to cook pancakes so they needed to
get a shower and meet me in the kitchen.  I returned to the kitchen and
started mixing the batter while Phil pulled out they syrup, and make some
orange juice.  I began to pour spoonfuls of batter on the griddle as I
heard the shower in the boy's bathroom turn off.  In a few minutes, both
boys were dressed and standing at the counter.  I placed the pancakes on
their plates and they poured some syrup and sliced butter on them.  I
finished cooking when I had made enough for all of us.  We sat at the
counter and talked about everything that we had to do.

I reminded Ryan where the wrapping paper supplies were stored.  He pulled
the tape, ribbons, bows, cards, and wrapping paper out and placed it on the
dining room table.  We looked at the variety that we had since I usually
buy a lot during the after Christmas sales.  We pulled the wrapping paper,
matching bows/ribbons, and cards that we wanted to wrap our presents in
this year.  Phil and I headed to our room to wrap some of our gifts, and
then, I remembered that we had not unloaded our purchases from our Atlanta
shopping trip.  I eased out, grabbed my purchases, and brought them to my
room.  Phil then went, grabbed his, and returned.  I told the boys about
theirs, and they headed out to grab theirs.  Soon everyone was busy
wrapping and labeling their gifts.  We finished around 1:30 and put the
gifts under our tree in the dining room.

Ryan looked over at me and said "Okay, so what's for lunch, I am hungry."
I was at a loss as I did not want to cook, and I really did not want to go
out to eat.  So I hesitated and tried to think of an answer that would be
to my liking.  After a few minutes, I proposed that we go to the diner for
a hamburger.  That seemed to satisfy everyone, so we loaded up and I drove
us there.

We each ordered a hamburger, fries, and a coke.  Our waiter soon had the
food in front of us, and we munched down like we were starving.  We
finished, and then, we decided to do some grocery shopping for our
Christmas get-together at the house.  I should have known better than to
take Ryan and Myles as they kept making all kinds of suggestions for food.
I trimmed their wants down, as I had to buy food for the week.  I escaped
the store with about three hundred less dollars than I walked in with that
afternoon.

We drove home, unloaded, stored the stuff, and then, everyone collapsed in
the family room.  In about thirty minutes, the doorbell rang and it was
Jay.  He came in and wanted the boys to go with him to the park.  Myles and
Ryan looked at me and I said "Okay, but be back by 5:30."  They left, and
Phil and I decided to chill for a while.

We lay around and watched a football game.  The boys were back home by
5:15, so I got up and ordered a pizza.  It was delivered by an older
gentleman in about forty minutes.  Ryan answered the door and made the
payment along with a tip.  He brought the pizza into the kitchen and placed
it on the counter.  We all assembled around the counter, opened a soft
drink and began to eat the pizza.

As soon as we finished, we cleaned up the area and I began to make a large
pot of vegetable soup for the week.  I pulled out some smoked neck bones
and brought them to a boil.  I let them boil for about 15 minutes, and then
I added cubed potatoes and sliced onions.  I let them cook until the
potatoes were tender then I added a variety of other vegetables: whole
kernel corn, English peas, green butterbeans, speckled butterbeans, field
peas, carrot slivers, and several cans of diced tomatoes.  As it cooked,
the smell permeated the house.  When it was almost finished, I added a can
of cream style corn, stirred it in the mix and then I set it off the stove
to finish cooking with its own heat.

As I was cooking the soup, Ryan and Myles were studying and Phil was
helping them with a few math problems.  I walked in and listened to the
discussion.  Phil was a hard working man, but he had a lot of academic
smarts.  It was good to see him relate to the boys, and them respond to his
instructions and questions.  I returned to the family room and found me a
movie to watch.  Phil joined me shortly and piled up against me on the
sofa.  I fell over and stretched out with him spooning me from behind.  He
put his hand up my shirt and began to play with my nipples and chest hair.
I developed a hard-on which he gripped every so often.  I could feel myself
oozing pre-cum, so I decided to start moving against him.  I could feel
that my efforts were creating my desired result, he was becoming hard, and
his breathing was definitely changing.

About that time, Myles entered the room, stopped, apologized for entering,
turned and left the room.  I was so embarrassed, but Phil thought it was
funny.  He got up and walked back into the dining room where the boys were
and talked to Myles.  I heard laugher coming from all of them so I figured
that he had made things okay.  I got up and began to bag the soup into
gallon bags for use during the week.  Phil came into the kitchen and stood
behind me sliding his hardening cock against me.  I said "Phil, we were
caught a few minutes ago; I am so embarrassed that I cannot face them
tonight."  He said "Doug, they are okay with it, Ryan and Myles said they
do it too, so relax and enjoy the moment. I am going to be without you for
over a week and I need some Doug time."  He then whispered into my ear
"Doug, hurry up and get this finished, I will meet you in the shower."  I
finished bagging the soup, placed the bags in the freezer, and put some in
a large container in the refrigerator.  I cleaned the kitchen, said good-
night to the boys, and joined Phil in the shower.

We washed each other giving our special areas the attention that they
needed.  I turned Phil around and began to probe him with my fingers.  I
then replaced my fingers with my cock.  I made slow love to him and he was
almost climbing the walls of the shower.  I reached around and began to
jack him off as I pounded his sweet ass.  I could feel him impending orgasm
as he clamped down on my cock and his cock thickened.  He began to spew his
load on the shower wall as I unloaded in him.  I held him up, as he was
rather weak.  We finished by rinsing the walls down, toweling off, brushing
our teeth, and then, we headed to bed.  We got in, pulled the covers up and
snuggled against one another.

The boys entered our room after we were in bed and sat on our bed.  Ryan
sat on my side and Myles sat on Phil's side.  They just talked and talked.
I was ready to go to sleep, so I just laid back and listened.  Ryan looked
over at me and said "Dad!" just about the same time that he pulled the
covers off of us.  There we were naked in bed, and the boys found that
funny.  Ryan said "Do we need to give you guys directions on how to have
fun in bed?"  I was shocked and said "Ryan Bradley Brunson, watch your
mouth, get out of here, and close my door on your way out."  I pulled the
covers back up and over us as Myles walked around to give me a hug and tell
me that he was on his way home then, they left the room.  Phil started
laughing, and the bed began to shake, shortly I was joining him laughing at
our predicament.  He finally stopped and said "You know, they will pay in a
few weeks.  I will not forget this."  I said "Phil, you do not know what
you are taking on.  Combined, they are a force to be reckoned with."  I
turned over on my side with my back to him and he pulled me to him in a
spooning position.  I could feel his leaking cock against my cheeks and in
a few minutes, I felt that it had hardened and was poking at my hole.  I
reached back and made an adjustment.  He was now sliding up against my
back.  My back was slick with his juices, but I enjoyed the feeling of him
sliding against me.  I fell asleep after a while from the sheer contentment
of being with Phil.

I awoke Monday morning refreshed and ready to tackle a busy week.  We did
our morning rituals, ate breakfast and headed out to work or school.  Phil
promised to see me Wednesday and Thursday nights.  I drove to work, and did
my usual routines.  My day was a breeze as I spent the day reviewing and
re-teaching some content for the next day's test.  The school day ended and
I spent some time with the department doing our walk-run practice.  We were
seeing a remarkable change in our abilities and were quite proud of our
accomplishments.  As I was changing back into my teacher clothes, the posse
entered and walked past me.  Landon leaned in and said - "Now there is some
prime beef there."  I turned, looked at him, and started to say something
when one of my department members approached me regarding a textbook
situation.  I answered him and turned back to where Landon had been only to
find that he had moved on down and was in the process of stripping out of
his regular clothes and dressing into his workout clothes.  As I looked
down that way, he pulled his boxer briefs down and bent over with his ass
facing me.  I have to admit, he has a nice and firm butt.  I turned back
around, finished what I had to do, and then, I drove home.

I arrived home, and the boys were busy doing their homework.  I pulled out
the container of vegetable soup and warmed it up.  I also made some single
face cheese toast.  Rob, Myles and Jay packed their stuff and went to their
homes when I called Ryan to the table.  We had a quick dinner and clean-up
was easy and fast.

I sat down in the family room and began to develop my packing list for the
trip to mom's and Gatlinburg.  After I had finished that list, I developed
a timetable for everything that had to be finished before we could leave on
Saturday morning.  I called the Ryan into the family room, and we discussed
the chores that had to be done according to the timetable.  He agreed and
thought that everything could be accomplished according to the schedule.
We called it an early night.

I went to my room after Ryan went to his.  I got into bed, and then, I
remembered that I needed to have them sort their gifts according to what
had to be sent to Gatlinburg versus what had to stay at the house.  I got
up and walked down to Ryan's room.  I opened the door without thinking and
there was Ryan jacking off.  He jumped when I entered.  I was embarrassed
and apologized for not knocking.  I told him what I had come to say, and I
left.  I don't know if the activity resumed or if I put an end to it.  I
returned to my room and fell asleep.

I woke up Tuesday morning and realized that I had lunch that day with the
posse.  I was determined to say something to Landon that day.  I did my
usual get ready to go to work routines and drove to school.  I gathered my
tests and walked to my room.  The bell rang, and the students entered.  I
did my usual attendance tasks, and then, I passed out the tests.  I walked
the room and monitored the testing.  At lunch, I went to the lunchroom,
made my lunch selection, and walked over to the posse.  They were excited
about the upcoming holidays and told me their plans.  I started to say
something when Landon said that they had a present for me.  I tried to
politely refuse, but they would not hear it.  Landon handed me the present,
and I began to unwrap it.  I opened the box, and there was a tiny black
thong.  The look on my face must have been shock as I was thoroughly
shocked.  They looked at me and roared into laughter.  Tanner began to beat
the table and laugh out loud.  I looked around the lunchroom and everybody
was staring at us.  I realized that my face was beet red.  I looked at them
and said "Gentlemen, you have caused a scene; I just hope that no one comes
to investigate.  This is rather embarrassing."  Landon said "Mr. B. you
will look sooooooooo hot in it.  I've seen your equipment and believe me;
this will showcase it most appropriately.  We all met at my house and
browsed the internet and made the choice.  We hope to see you wear it
soon."  I got up and said "I don't see that happening."  I then pushed my
chair under the table, returned to my room, and continued my testing.

At the end of the day, I dressed out and walked with my department.  Again,
as I went to redress Landon was in the dressing room and this time he was a
little bolder as he walked over to me wearing just his boxer briefs and I
could see that he was sporting a semi.  I said "Landon, you are pushing the
limits.  Let me make it clear to you one more time, I am not interested in
moving beyond our student-teacher roles.  He said "Mr. Brunson, in time you
will change your mind, and you will enjoy being with us as much as you
enjoyed the gang at your home on Halloween. I will never forget that
scene."  I turned, finished gathering my stuff, and left for home.

I arrived at the house and began the process of pulling my stuff together
for the trip. Ryan soon arrived after doing his homework at Rob's house.  I
told him to begin to pull his stuff together, gather his dirty clothes, and
take them to the laundry room.  I gathered my dirty clothes, combined them,
and started the washing process.  Between Ryan and me, we washed and dried
all of our clothes.  I told Ryan to pack a separate bag of what he was
going to wear on Sunday's trip to Gatlinburg that way we would not have to
unload everything at mom's house and then reload it.  He decided to call
Myles and tell him the same thing.  We packed our clothes for the trip and
had everything ready to go except our toiletries.

We then went to the dining room, and began to sort the presents as to which
one had to be sent to Gatlinburg, and which one would stay at the house.  I
packed the ones that were being sent to Gatlinburg in a large box.  We
finished, and then Ryan returned to his bedroom and studied for several
tests.  I mixed a batch of cookies for Thursday night's get together, and
then I watched a murder mystery on TV until around 11 o'clock.  I grabbed a
quick shower and went to bed.

Wednesday morning was quick to appear.  We were up and running like mad
trying to get our day heading in the right way.  I drove to school, picked
up my stuff from the office, and walked to my classroom.  I spent the day
having the students work in teams to research information for a class game.
They were excited, and very involved in the activity.  All of my classes
enjoyed the day.  I explained to the class that we would do the same thing
on Thursday with the game being held on Friday.

The department decided not to do any further walk-run training until we
returned from the holidays, but we committed once again to find time during
the holidays to do some walking and running.  I knew that I would do plenty
of walking in Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge.  I drove home and began to work
on some of the items that we would have out on Thursday night for the boy's
get-together.  Phil joined us after dinner to help with getting the foods
ready.  We made chicken salad, pimento cheese, and a few dips.  Phil and I
drove to the grocery store and picked up some sweets from the bakery, some
chips, sandwich meats, cheeses, and nuts.  We returned and placed the stuff
in the refrigerator.  Phil and I retired to my room and got in bed around
ten o'clock.  We lay there and talked until we felt that sleep had arrived.
I turned out the lights, and we drifted off to sleep.

Thursday was a busy day both at school and the house.  I had the students
continue to work in research groups and I rushed home after school to get
the large box of gifts which had to be shipped and took it to UPS for
shipment to Gatlinburg.  I returned home so that I could bake a batch of
cookies, make various sandwiches, and cut the bread into Christmas shapes.
Phil helped by icing down various types of soft drinks in a large tub
outside around the pool.

Around 6:30, the boys began to show up with their presents for their
exchange.  We had them come in and fix a plate of sandwiches, chips, dips,
cookies, and such.  Everybody sat around the family room and ate.  Around
7:30 we all moved into the dining room and they did their gift exchange.
There were some serious gifts and a few gag gifts.  Jay bought Phil a
magnifying glass with a note that it was to be used to find lil Phil.  Phil
smiled at Jay and said "Your time is coming."  I just prayed that it was
not tonight, because I knew that when Phil retaliated it would be big time.
The boys cleaned up the wrapping paper and thanked us for hosting the get-
together.  Everybody was in bed by ten o'clock so that we could get up
early on Friday.

Friday morning was rushed because overnight there had been a power failure
and the clocks were not correct.  We all ate a quick bowl of cereal,
grabbed our stuff and headed out to work or school.  My classes enjoyed the
rivalry between the teams.  Each class wanted the winning teams to somehow
play against the teams in my other classes.  I told them that I would have
to work on that as that crossed a number of class schedules.

Finally, the end of the day arrived, and I could go home.  I walked into
the house and began to clean the refrigerator, pull dirty clothes to the
laundry room, and vacuum the living room.  Ryan and Myles arrived with
Myles' luggage and his overnight bag.  They brought their luggage to the
utility room and I put mine there as well.  I began to pack the Denali with
our luggage and a few other items that I was taking and leaving at mom's
house.

I assigned Ryan to work in the laundry room to make sure that we kept the
washer and dryer going so that we could finish that task tonight.  Myles
worked in the kitchen to load the dishwasher.  I did some other cleaning
around the house.  We finished and were ready for bed around nine o'clock.

I set the alarm for five o'clock so that we could finish cleaning the house
and hopefully be ready to leave no later than eight o'clock.  The alarm
went off and I walked down to the boy's room, got them up, had them strip
their beds and take the sheets and pillow cases to the laundry room and
wash them along with mine.  I then directed them to shower while I
straightened up my bedroom.  As soon as the sheets were washed and dried,
we made the beds, vacuumed the carpets, and I mopped us out of the house.

We left the house headed to mom's house by 7:30.  We went through drive -
through at Hardees for breakfast and then we were on the road for our
Christmas Holidays.

End of Chapter 27 - My Son and His Friends.

Sorry for the delay but this chapter is longer than I planned.  I actually
had it finished and then during proofing, I found a few timeline errors and
had to correct those plus I had to be a little more specific about a few
things that I felt were not detailed enough.  The characters and events are
detailed so as to prep some upcoming events.  I hope that you have enjoyed
reading it as I have enjoyed writing it.  The next chapter will detail the
Gatlinburg experience and hopefully a New Years Pre- Eve get-together.

Thank you to those who have written.  I have tried to respond to your
inquiries and comments.

Thanks for hanging out with me.

Jay