Date: Sat, 9 Jan 2016 03:05:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 29 of My Son and His Friends

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Chapter 29 - My Son and His Friends

I drove to the trolley transfer station between Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg
and parked the Denali.  We got out, and boarded the trolley to Gatlinburg.
We sat near the back of the trolley and enjoyed the view.  I enjoyed
listening to the roar of the mountain streams as they meandered along the
sides of the road as well as to some of the conversations that the other
riders were having with each other.

We got off the trolley and began to wander the shops looking for several
last minute gifts.  I enjoyed looking at the workmanship of the various
craftsmen's projects that were found in many of the stores.  The boys found
the Ole Smokey Candy Kitchen and were again intrigued by the taffy
stretching machine and the large pots of fudge that were being made in
front of our eyes. This was our second trip to this shop and they acted
like it was their first. We went in and selected a large variety of the
available taffies.  My favorite was the peanut butter; Ryan liked the
molasses while Myles took a strange liking to sassafras.  We also tried
some of the fudge and bought a box of the pecan fudge along with a box of
pecan divinity.

We wandered through more shops and purchased a few handmade candles,
jewelry, and a couple of outside ornamental pieces of yard art.  Myles
found a shirt that he just had to have, so I bought it for him and then,
Ryan had to have one that matched it.  After looking at the shirts and
listening to their comments, I found one in my size so that we all had
matching shirts.

We returned to a trolley stop and located the route that we needed to take
to go to the Smokey Mountain Trout House.  Our wait was short as the
trolley appeared in about five minutes. We boarded the trolley and
carefully placed our purchases on the seats.  We were soon approaching the
stop that was closest to the Smokey Mountain Trout House, so we began to
gather our bags and made our way to the front of the trolley.  We got off
and walked to the restaurant.  We were soon seated and looked over the
menu.  We ordered sweet teas and then we listened to the waitress talk
about the various dishes that were offered.  We all settled on some fried
mountain trout, a baked potato and a salad.  Our waitress told us that we
had made a good choice, so we felt pretty good about that.  Our food was
soon set before us and we began to enjoy it.  The fish had a different
taste because we normally eat salt-water fish, but it was good, and we
decided that we could get used to it, if we lived here.  We did encounter a
few bones which were a surprise to the boys; I had to smile as they
tactfully tried to deal with the bones without making such of an issue
about them.  We finished our meal and then we asked about the homemade
desserts that they promoted.  Our waitress talked about the key lime pie,
the lemon icebox pie, and fresh coconut cream pie.  We settled on fresh
coconut cream pie.  Soon our pie was placed in front of us and we began to
savor its rich taste.  We finished after asking for another refill of sweet
tea.  I paid our bill, and we walked back to the trolley stop, identified
the trolley that we need to take back to the trolley transfer station and
waited for it to arrive.  I saw it in the distance and alerted the boys.
We boarded the trolley and found our seats.

We rode quietly as we were full, satisfied, and tired from a lot of
walking.  Soon the transfer station appeared, and we began to gather our
stuff so that we could get off quickly.  We walked to the Denali and loaded
it with our purchases.  I backed out and headed back to the house.  We
parked and began to sort our purchases.  We entered the house and went
directly to our bedrooms so that we could either store our purchases for
wrapping later.  We returned to the kitchen area and mom was mixing up a
few batches of cookies.  I helped mom cover each bowl and placed them in
the refrigerator to chill overnight.  I cleaned up the kitchen after
winning a battle with mom over who was going to clean the kitchen and who
was going to bed.  In case you were wondering, I won and she had to go to
bed.  Dad thanked me as he said he was worn out and was ready for bed.

The boys and I retired to my bedroom and watched a couple of movies that
they had brought from home.  I was having a hard time staying awake so, I
opted to take my shower.  I grabbed some clean boxer briefs and went to the
bathroom.  I turned the shower on, stripped, stepped into the water, and
began to enjoy the warmth of the flowing water.  I felt myself relax and I
was soon refreshed.  I dressed and returned to my bedroom.  I slid into the
bed and soon the movie was over.  I strongly suggested that they take a
shower and then, head to bed as we had a busy day tomorrow since it would
be Christmas Eve.

They decided on the order of showers and left my room.  I heard them in
their room and then the bathroom door shut and the shower started.  I
settled into my bed and in no time I dozed off and entered another night of
restful sleep.

I awoke early the next morning, dressed quickly and rushed to the kitchen
to start breakfast.  I began to fry up some bacon, made a pot of grits,
opened two cans of biscuits, buttered some bread for toast, scrambled eight
eggs, and made a gallon of orange juice.  I had most of the breakfast well
underway when Mom appeared.  She joined me in preparing breakfast by
pulling the butter and jelly out of the refrigerator, setting the table,
filling the glasses with orange juice.  I called the boys to breakfast
while Mom called Dad to breakfast.  We all gathered around the table and
Dad asked the blessing.  We passed around the various food items and soon
we were enjoying them.  We finished breakfast and the boys cleaned the
kitchen while I took my morning shower and dressed for the day.  The boys
then took their showers and joined me in my room where we worked on
wrapping some of our purchases as Christmas gifts.  We finished and they
took the wrapped gifts and placed them under the tree while I cleaned my
room.

Mom called me to the kitchen and I helped her spoon out the cookie dough
and we baked about sixteen dozen cookies.  I looked at mom and said "Who is
going to eat this many cookies?"  She said "Doug, your dad and I met
several of the neighbors yesterday while you and the boys went to
Gatlinburg.  I wanted to bake, and I thought sharing them would be a nice
gesture."  I just shook my head and helped her with the baking.  We
finished the cookies and allowed them to cool on the kitchen counter, the
cooking island, and the dining room table.  After they had cooled we began
to wrap them and placed them in some Christmas boxes and tins that mom had
purchased at one of the local stores.

We finished packaging the cookies and Mom and Dad set out to deliver them,
while me and the boys sampled a few of the left-overs.  After we had eaten
a few cookies, I ask the boys to clean the baking sheets and bowls which
had held the cookie dough while I began preparing the sweet onions, green
onions, and celery for the dressing.  I boiled a dozen eggs for use in
either the dressing or to be made into deviled eggs.  As soon as the boys
finished their tasks, they went to my room and played a game on the x-box
that was there.  I decided to start preparing a few of the casseroles which
I could do ahead of time.

Mom and Dad returned home from delivering the cookies.  They deposited
several boxes of cupcakes, cookies and sliced cakes on the dining room
table that they collected from the neighbors then, she joined me in the
kitchen.  She peeled the eggs and placed them in the refrigerator until we
needed them tomorrow morning.  I finished my chopping and placed everything
in individual bags and stored them in the refrigerator.  We decided to go
sit on the porch and enjoy the view for a few minutes before we started the
Christmas Eve meal.

After sitting on the front porch for a while with Mom and Dad, I got up and
returned to the kitchen.  I cut up a couple of tomatoes, a purple onion, a
yellow squash, and mixed it with a large bag of garden salad.  I oiled five
potatoes, salted them with kosher salt, and wrapped them in aluminum foil.
I placed them on the grill and turned it on low.  I returned to the
kitchen, took the steaks out of the refrigerator, added garlic salt, black
pepper, and Montreal Steak seasoning and then, returned them to the
refrigerator until I was ready to place them on the grill.  I took out a
loaf of Italian Bread, sliced it lengthwise, and slathered it with butter
and garlic powder. I wrapped it in aluminum foil and placed it on the
counter.  I checked on the potatoes and turned them on the grill.  I
returned to the kitchen, took the steaks and the squeeze margarine out of
the refrigerator and took them to the grill.  I brought out the garlic
salt, pepper and Montreal Steak seasoning and placed it on the grill with
the other stuff.  I checked the potatoes and they were cooking soft so, I
moved them to the back of the grill and eased the steaks onto the grill
placing the seasoned side towards the flame. I then added additional
seasonings to the top of the steaks along with some of the squeeze
margarine.  I let them brown for a few minutes then; I turned them and
added a little more seasoning and margarine.  I walked out to the front
porch and asked mom if she could handle the salad, the tea, and getting the
table set.  She agreed and headed to the kitchen while I finished the
steaks.  I took the steaks and potatoes off the grill and took them into
the house.  I called the boys to the table and we ate a quick dinner.  I
cleaned the kitchen and then, we all sat in the living room and watched a
Christmas movie and listened to some Christmas music.

Around ten o'clock, we all headed to our bedrooms.  I stripped down,
crawled into bed, and called Phil.  We talked for about an hour.  He
brought me up to date on his trip to his parent's home and I talked about
the events that we had encountered in Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg.  I ended
the call by telling him how much I missed him and what I really needed from
him.  He laughed and said that he could not wait to assist with my needs.
I hung up, found my bottle of lube, applied some to my cock, and began to
think of Phil and his fabulous body.  I brought myself to a mind-blowing
orgasm.  I cleaned up and called it a night.

I was awakened by the boys excitedly knocking on my door on Christmas
morning.  I got up, pulled on some lounging pants and a t-shirt. I joined
everyone in the living room and we began to exchange gifts.  There were a
number of really nice things given from one family member to another.  I
really enjoyed seeing the looks on Ryan's and Myles' faces with several of
the gifts that I had given them.  Mom and Dad were pleased with their gifts
from me.  We finished unwrapping and talking about how much we had to be
thankful for and then Mom decided that it was time for breakfast.  She got
up and started a quick breakfast as we would soon be in the kitchen
preparing the Christmas Dinner.  Dad took the boys and headed outdoors to
try out the new fishing rods that he had bought for them while I helped Mom
in the kitchen.

We called everyone into the kitchen and had them fix their plate for
breakfast.  We ate hurriedly and then, cleaned up.  Mom started the
dressing by crumbling up homemade biscuits and cornbread.  Then she added
some broth from some turkey thighs that she had been simmering all morning.
She then added other ingredients while I was the taste tester.  I love raw
dressing and have always been her tester.  I made deviled eggs and put them
in the refrigerator, and then I pulled the casseroles out of the
refrigerator and placed them in the oven to cook.  Dad came in and said
that he had checked on the turkey that he had placed in the smoker earlier
that morning and it looked like it would be ready in about thirty minutes.
Mom took that as a sign that she needed to finish the dressing and get it
in the oven too.  I began to pull several of the casseroles out and covered
them with aluminum foil to keep them warm.  As soon as I had them out of
the oven, Mom placed the dressing in there.  All things came together and
somewhere around one o'clock, we had Christmas Dinner.  We had a fantastic
dinner and after eating the boys joined Dad in the living room to watch
some TV.  Mom and I finished in the kitchen and then, joined them.

I began to get sleepy as turkey has that affect on me, so I went to my
bedroom and took a nap.  I awoke later and joined Dad in the kitchen where
he was eating a slice of Mom's coconut cake.  After he had finished his
slice, and I had just about finished mine, he suggested that we take a walk
with our cameras through the woods.  I thought this a little unusual but, I
grabbed my camera and off we went just me and Dad.

We walked across the back field and entered a patch of trees and followed a
path around the edge of the mountain.  The scenery was beautiful and we
both took a number of pictures.  Dad noted that there was a change in
clouds coming and that there was the possibility that we would be seeing
some snow tomorrow morning.  I had to agree with him, but I really wanted
to continue our walk and possibly make it down into the valley.  We
continue to walk and came to a plateau.  Dad said that he needed to sit
down as there was a large rock protruding out of the ground that was
begging him to sit on it.

He sat down, looked over at me and said "Doug, who is Phil?"  I looked at
him because I know that I had not mentioned Phil to him so I was stunned
that he even knew this much less having the need to ask me.  I looked off
into the distance and said "He is a very special friend, why?"  He said "I
walked over to your room last night and heard you finish your phone call
with him and I was stunned to hear you say that you loved and missed him."
I said "Dad, I made a decision years ago to not date or even consider
marriage because of Ryan.  I met Phil as he was our contractor for some
work in the backyard.  We clicked and we became fast friends.  I do love
him and if this causes problems with you, then I am sorry, but I have to
have someone that I can trust and can confide it from time to time."  Dad
paused and said "Doug, I am not as judgmental as your mom.  I understand
the need for a special friend.  If this guy makes you happy then, I am
happy for you.  I have heard the boys refer to Phil in the past and they
seem to really like him however, I had never heard you say anything.  "I
opted to not say anything because I did not want to give Mom or you a
reason to damn me to hell" I said.  Dad said, "Doug, look at me."  I turned
and gave him my fullest attention.  He said "I support you in this and when
you decide to break it to your mom, I will be there by your side.  I
supported you although silently when you had the difference with Reverend
Lee.  I applaud you for standing your ground with him and with your mom.  I
can tell you that your Mom will fight this with every breath and she will
get dirty.  I will try to help you, but I want you to be prepared.  I will
not say anything to her as this is your business and not mine."

I looked at my Dad and said "Thank you Dad, I really appreciate you candor
and I know Mom will be vicious and will do everything she can to hurt me.
I have a feeling that in a few months, I will make a decision, and I will
address this with both of you.  I am happy to know where you stand, but it
is Mom that worries me the most as she does not hold her tongue, nor does
she hide her feelings when she feels that she is right on a religious
issue."

Dad said "I understand and I agree with you.  Just remember, you have
raised a wonderful son, and you have made a positive name for yourself.  I
am proud of you and if you trust Phil as much as it sounds, then know that
you and he have my support."  I had tears in my eyes as I looked at my Dad.
I said "Dad, this means so much to me, thank you for everything.  I feel as
though a large weight has been lifted from my shoulders."

Dad said "Son, I love you and I know your heart.  You have always been a
faithful and good son, I am happy to have you as my child."  He then said
"Well, this has gotten heavier than I planned for it to, but right now I
need to take a wizz."  He got up walked over to a tree; unzipped and pulled
his cock out and began to pee.  I walked over near him and joined him in
the moment.  I glanced over and looked at my Dad's cock for the first time
in years.  I could not believe how much our cocks resembled each other.  We
are both cut, and have a nice head with a good thickness.  My Dad glanced
over to take a glance at mine and said "Well you have definitely changed
since I last saw your cock.  It is much bigger now and probably a lot more
experienced."  He chuckled and then, he shook it, tucked it back in, and
zipped up.  I did the same, and we continued our descent to the valley.

We opted to walk back to the highway and then up to the house.  I walked
and looked at my Dad.  Just when you think you know someone, you are bowled
over with the fact that you don't.  I am so grateful to have my Dad, and
now, I knew I had an ally and a friend should Phil and I decide to move
toward a more legal relationship.

We entered the house and Mom began to encourage all of us to eat so that
she could begin to clean the kitchen and reduce the amount of food that was
in the house.  We all grabbed a plate and added our food to it.  We sat
down at the dining table and talked about how we wanted to spend our last
day in the mountains on Friday.  The boys wanted to go fishing in one of
the mountain streams with Dad.  I just wanted to chill or maybe travel down
to Pigeon Forge later in the afternoon to check out some of the sales and
possibly have dinner there.  Later that night, we all sat around the living
room and watched a Christmas movie.  When the movie finished, we all went
to our bedrooms.  I had decided that I was going to sleep naked, so I just
pulled back the covers, lay down, and pulled the covers over me.  I was no
sooner settled in than Ryan reached over and grabbed my cock.  I instantly
sat up and slapped at his hand.  He started giggling and said "Myles, you
need to see what I have in my hands."  He pushed the covers off me, and he
began to play with my cock.  My cock began to harden, and I tried to think
of anything that would help it deflate, but the heat from Ryan's hand had
more of an effect on me than I wanted.  Myles sat up and watched Ryan
manhandle me.  I was soon very hard and had a few drops of pre-cum flowing
out my slit and down my shaft.  I was horny and decided to just give in and
see what Ryan would do.  He continued to jerk my cock until I felt it
really begin to stiffen and my balls pulled up against my shaft.  I started
shooting and it landed on my face, my chest, on Ryan's hand and in my
pubes.  They boys were impressed with the amount that I shot and were
pretty vocal about it.  I had to remind them to be quiet, or we would risk
being discovered.  I had no sooner made that clear to them when my bedroom
door opened and there stood my Dad.

He looked at me and then he looked at the boys.  He said "Gentlemen, we
heard you on the other side of the house.  Your mother and Grandmother was
on her way over here, but I told her that I would come over and
investigate.  Doug, I am not going to ask what has happened here, but you
need to get cleaned up and you guys need to be quieter.  He closed the door
after giving each of us a stern look.  I got up, grabbed my used boxer
briefs, and wiped my body and Ryan's hand.  I got back in bed and said to
them "I told you guys."  Ryan and Myles did not say another word; they just
snuggled under the covers and got very quiet.  I tried to watch the TV, but
my mind kept going back to my afternoon conversation with my Dad and then
reliving the look on his face when he opened the door and saw me covered in
cum.  I reached down and made an adjustment to my cock and balls.  Ryan
looked over at me and said "I know you do not need more attention there
tonight, you about got us in trouble."  I glared at him and thought about
revenge, but decided to wait until we were home.  I would not forget this
one.

The movie that we were watching ended, and I pushed the boys out of the bed
and they headed to their bedroom.  I heard them snicker in their bedroom in
a few minutes and then some laughter.  I could only imagine what they were
doing or talking about, but I chose once again to allow them to be boys.

I fell asleep and soon it was morning.  I woke up and looked out the
window.  There was a thin coat of snow on the ground and more was falling.
I went to the boys' room and knocked.  I did not hear anything so I opened
the door and they were both still sound asleep huddled against one another.
I shook Ryan and he jumped up.  I said "It is snowing outside and I thought
you would want to see it and maybe go outside in it."  He jumped out of bed
and then he remembered that he was butt naked.  I looked at his cock and
was impressed with how large he was and how full his pubes were.  He
grabbed a pair of boxer briefs and pulled them on.  He shook Myles and he
too woke up rather fast.  He too was naked and wasted no time in getting
some boxer briefs on.  I did get to see his junk and I was once again
impressed with how large he was in both the cock and balls department.  He
too had a full bush going on.  I smiled and said "I am going back to my
room to get dressed, I advise you to two to do the same, and I will meet
you in the kitchen in five minutes."

I returned to my room and put on some thermal underwear and my jeans, a
long sleeve shirt, my thick socks, my boots, and a heavy jacket.  I met the
boys in the kitchen and then I heard mom stirring in her room.  Dad came in
from outside and said "Oh, you guys are up!  I was on my way to wake you
up, but I don't have to do that now."  Mom walked in and Dad said "It is
snowing outside, go get dressed as we are going to have a snowball fight."
Mom looked at Dad and said "I am not going to go outside and play like I
was seven years old."  Dad said "You can choose to go outside or I can drag
you out there."  She looked at Dad and said "You and what army?"  The boys
said "Us Grandmother, us!"  She turned and got dressed.  She joined us back
in the kitchen in a few minutes, dressed and ready to go outside.  We all
went outside and had some fun throwing snowballs at each other and building
a small snowman.

I grabbed me a bunch of snow and walked over to Ryan, pulled his jacket up
and pushed the snow down the back of his boxer briefs.  He yelled and
glared at me.  I said "That is part of your payback - the rest will come at
a later date!"

Mom said it was time to go in for breakfast, so we did, then we were back
outside for some more time in the snow.  After awhile the snow began to
melt where we were playing so we went in, showered, and dressed for a quick
and final trip to town.

Everyone got in the Denali and I drove to Pigeon Forge.  We split up after
determining a time and place to meet so that we could eat and then go back
to the house and begin to clean and pack.  We all wandered around and
purchased a number of things that we wanted to take back home.  We finished
our shopping and met back at the Denali.  I drove to Mamma's Farmhouse, a
restaurant that I had heard several people talking about while I was
shopping. It proved to be a good choice as they were offering fried chicken
and country fried steak.  Mom ordered the country fried steak while all of
the guys ordered fried chicken.  We ended our meal with a dish of the
highly recommended banana pudding; it was the perfect ending to our meal.
We had a great meal and soon we finished eating and were on our way back to
the house to begin to ready it for our departure and packing our stuff so
that we could load the cars in the morning and head out around nine in the
morning.

Everybody went to their rooms and began to pull their stuff together.  Ryan
took on the task of washing our clothes so he collected from my room and
his and Myles' room. He washed three loads while Myles was in charge of
drying.  Both of them took on the tasks of folding or hanging.  Mom and Dad
worked on pulling their stuff together, but opted to not wash anything as
Mom wanted to use her washer and dryer.  I packed my luggage and our other
stuff after having the boys make their choices of what they were wearing
back to Mom's tomorrow.  I had everything packed as soon as the boys
brought me the last of the dried clothes.

I decided to wait until the morning to pack the cars.  I talked with the
boys and they got their showers while I moved things out to the living
room.  As soon as they had finished, I took my shower and then I headed to
my room.  I pulled back the covers and crawled into my comfortable bed for
one last night's sleep in the mountains.  I listened for the boys but it
was quiet in the next room.  I rolled over and soon I was asleep.

I awoke early the next morning, took my shower, dressed and then called the
boys for their morning showers.  As they showered, I stripped our beds and
took the sheets to the washing machine.  I started it and then, I began to
pull a quick breakfast together using the stuff that we still had in the
refrigerator.  Mom joined me and helped pull together a breakfast
casserole.  As soon as the sheets were finished washing, I moved them to
the dryer and then, I had Ryan collect the towels and bath cloths from our
rooms and bathroom.  He put them in the washing machine and started the
machine.  We ate breakfast and then, I took the dried sheets and made the
beds in our rooms.  Mom moved the towels from the washing machine to the
dryer and then, she started washing her and dad's sheets.  We had a system
going and it looked like we would be able to leave around nine o'clock.

I did a walk-through around eight forty-five and mom was finishing making
the bed in her and dad's room.  I checked all rooms and found that we had
everything packed and ready to go.  Mom finished making the bed, grabbed
her pocketbook, and met me outside.  We called the gentleman who we rented
the house from and he drove down, inspected the house and we gave him the
house key.  We thanked him for a wonderful stay and told him that we might
want to rent again during the summer.

We loaded up and started down the driveway to the highway which would lead
us to Pigeon Forge.  We made a right hand turn and headed to the Gatlinburg
by-pass.  There were still some remnants of snow on some of the distant
mountains.  The scenery was beautiful, but we had miles to put behind us
before the sun set that day.  We began our trip with me in the lead and Dad
following me.  We are well on our way to Mom and Dad's.

End of Chapter 29 - My Son and His Friends

Thank you for reading this chapter.  It has taken longer to finish, but
once I got through one section things began to fall together.  Hope to have
Chapter 30 completed soon.

In the meantime, I hope you had a Merry Christmas and that 2016 will bring
you much happiness and a positive focus.

Please feel free to write and give me your thoughts.


Jay