Date: Sun, 27 Mar 2016 01:48:10 +0000 (UTC) From: Jay Carrington Subject: Chapter 33 of My Son and His Friends This work is copyrighted by the author, J. Carrington and commercial use is prohibited without permission in writing from the author. Personal or private copies are permitted only if they are complete and include the copyright notice. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. This is a story of a man's relationship with his son and his son's friends. The writing is very detailed and is a written representation of what the author saw as he was writing the story. It will contain some sexual scenes, but it is not totally about sex. The series of chapters are completely fictional and are the result of the author's fertile imagination. Any resemblance to any real person(s) is purely coincidental. The story contains consensual sexual behavior between young adult males and an older adult male. It depicts both unprotected sex and protected sex. Safe sex practices are the way to go if you plan to be around for years to come. If you are underage (below 18) or object to the subject matter, please leave now as the door that let you in, will also let you leave. If you enjoy this site, you are encouraged to donate to Nifty.org so that it will continue to operate. You can buy a visa gift card and use it to donate to Nifty anonymously or you can use your credit card and you can see the transaction on your monthly bill. Anyways, this is a great site which serves the needs of our select population. Chapter 33 - My Son and His Friends I gradually woke up the next morning to Phil on my left as I had been sleeping on my stomach. As I became more at myself, I turned to my right to see who else was in the bed with us, as the memories of last night came drifting back to me. I looked and there lay one of the pillows. There was no person there. I just lay there and stared at that pillow. In a few minutes, I turned over and in doing so, I woke Phil up. I sat up in the bed and looked around. Phil said "Doug, we are in Atlanta at the Marriott." I said "I know that, but I want to know who else is in this room." He said "Doug, it is just the two of us." I looked at him and said "Phil, when you pulled away from me last night someone took your place. I felt him enter me, and he pumped me full of his juices." Phil sat up in the bed and looked me in the face. He said "Doug, our room door is locked just like I locked it last night. You have to be inside to lock it." I looked at him and then, I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, I checked the shower, I checked the closet, and I even looked under the bed. There was no one there. I walked over to the door and looked at the lock; it was locked just like Phil had said. I glanced around the room and there was not a door to an adjoining room. I walked back to the bed and sat down near Phil. I said "I know I am not crazy, as I know what I felt last night. Some guy had sex with me after you did." Phil looked at me and said "Doug, don't you think I would know if someone else had been in this bed with us?" I just looked at him and said "It was so real, it was just so real." Phil rolled off the bed and said "It is time to get out of bed, time for a shower as we have some sightseeing to do today and we don't have to babysit anyone." He walked up to me, extended his hand and pulled me off the bed. I stood there and watched him walk to the bathroom. In a few minutes, I joined him at the toilet as we took our morning wiz. He turned the water on at the sink and allowed it to warm up. Then, he opened his can of shaving cream and applied it to his face and began to shave. I found my can of shaving cream and did the same thing as I had put my toiletry bag in the bathroom when we arrived. We finished shaving and then, we both got in the shower. Phil turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. We took a quick shower with no playing around. We got out, dried off and walked back into the main room to dress. Since I had not packed my clothes, I did not know what I was going to wear, but Phil had made the choices and told me what I was to wear for the day. It was jeans, a Henley shirt, a long-sleeved flannel shirt, heavy socks, tennis shoes, and a heavy jacket as it was supposed to get colder and be extremely windy today. We rode the elevator down and had breakfast in the restaurant. Phil told me that we were going to have a fast breakfast as he wanted us to go to several of the malls. He explained that we could have a better lunch at one of the malls, and that we would return tonight for an even better meal as we had reservations at another restaurant at seven. I looked at him and said "You really spend some time planning all of this didn't you?" He smiled and said "Yes, I did, the hardest part was packing for you since you are so damned picky." I put my fork down and said "Damned picky huh?" He chuckled and said "Did I stutter? I said damned picky and I meant it." I feigned hurt, but I knew he was right as I am very picky about what I wear and how I look outside the house. We finished our waffle and juice, paid our bill, and asked the valet to bring the Denali down for us. As we stepped outside, I understood the need for the Henley shirt, flannel shirt, jacket and heavy socks. I slipped behind the wheel as Phil entered from the passenger's side door. He began to fumble with the GPS and soon we were on our way to Lenox Square. We parked and wandered around Lenox Square. We entered the mall and began to walk and explore the stores that appealed to us. Around one o'clock, I saw a sign for the Cheesecake Factory and I made a strong plea to eat there. Phil smiled and said "I was hoping that you would want to eat there, but remember eat reasonably as we are going to a good place tonight." We entered and had to wait for about fifteen minutes. We were soon seated and looked over the menu. I said "Phil, one thing that I have always wanted to do is to just order appetizers and let them be our meal." He said "Sounds like a plan, what should we order?" I focused on their offerings and suggested: Thai Lettuce Wraps, Sweet Corn Tamale Cakes, Crispy Crab Wontons, and Fried Calamari. Phi agreed with my choices. We ordered those appetizers plus Coca- Colas. Phil excused himself and walked to the restroom. I remained at our table. Phil returned and had no sooner slid into the booth than, the dishes began to arrive. We placed several items on our plates and began to eat and drink our Cokes. We finished eating and agreed that we really enjoyed all of the choices, but two really stood out. They were the Thai Lettuce Wraps, and the Sweet Corn Tamale Cakes. We sat there for a few more minutes and then, I told Phil that I needed to go to the restroom. I finish and return just as he is paying the bill. We walk out and return to the Denali. We get back in and drive downtown. We park and walk to Underground Atlanta and the World of Coca Cola. I really enjoyed the tour of the World of Coca Cola as I got to taste a number of different beverages and see a lot of the history associated with my favorite drink. I told Phil that I would like to bring the boys up here one day, and he just smiled. Phil looked at his watch and said "Doug, it is five fifteen, we need to go back to the hotel, shower, and dress for our evening out." I looked at him and said "But, I've only covered parts of this." He said "It will be here for you on another day." We walked out, got in the Denali and returned to the hotel. We returned to the room, took separate showers with Phil going first. I stepped out and Phil had my clothes laid out for me. I looked at this choice and I was pleased. I dressed quickly and we were soon ready to head back to the lobby. Phil asked that a taxi be called. It arrives and we get into it. Phil gives the driver the address and soon we are pulling up in front of Pitty Pat's Porch. I look at Phil and tell him "This is one of my favorites. I brought the boys up here last year, and we had a great time here. It is rich in history and the food is fantastic. You have done good - Thank you so much for bringing me here. I promise that I will take care of you later tonight." We entered and were seated as we had reservations. Phil insisted that we order drinks so I thought that I would try a mint julep jus' cause. Phil ordered a rum and coke. We sipped our drinks and looked over the menu. I finished my drink and then I returned to my favorite drink, the whiskey sour. We had three drinks each and then, we ordered our meal. Phil ordered the Twelve Oaks BBQ ribs and I ordered Aunt Pittypat's Ribeye. We shared some of our dish with each other and then, we ordered Pittypat's pie for dessert. Phil insisted that we end our meal with another drink so we sat there talked and drank two more. I was beginning to feel the effects of the drinks, and I told Phil that it was time to go home. He paid the bill, we got up, walked out, and he hailed us a cab. All the way home, Phil kept rubbing my thigh and every so often would allow his hands to massage my junk. I pushed his hands off me several times as I did not like being so obvious in the cab. Phil leaned into me and whispered "We are in a different town and no one knows us, relax." I tried to understand him, but I am just not wired to do such things in this environment. We pulled up to the hotel, I paid the taxi and we walked into the hotel. Phil guided me towards the bar and we had another couple of drinks. I went to the restroom as I felt that I was about to pop. I returned to the table, and Phil headed to the restroom. As soon as he returned, he said "Doug, I am ready to go to the room as I am sooooooooo ready to tap your hole tonight." I looked at him and said "You had that honor last night, tonight it is my time." He said "No, you can have tomorrow morning, and tomorrow night, but I want tonight as you have me so boned up. We got up and walked to the elevator. The doors opened, we entered, he pushed the button for our floor, and we were on our way up. As we ascended, Phil rubbed my ass and groped my junk. I felt so embarrassed as I just knew that there had to be a security camera in that elevator. We made it to our floor, got off and walked down to our room. Phil opened the door and we walked in. He guided me over to the window and we stood and watched the traffic below. He began to strip and so did I. I love being naked and I especially love being naked with Phil. He led me back to the bed and we began to make out. We kissed and rolled around the bed. Phil moved us to the center of the bed with him on top of me. He moved down and began to lick my cock and balls. His warm moist mouth on my cock felt so good. As he sucked me, he began to play with my nips and the hair on my chest. I grabbed his head and pulled him up and down on my cock. He moved up and began to kiss me so that I could taste my pre-cum. As he moved up, he allowed his hard cock to rub against mine. The feeling was so great. He lifted my right leg over his shoulder and then, did the same with my left. I knew then what he was going to do. He slobbered on my hole and then, positioned his cock at my entrance. He shifted, and he entered. I do love to feel the connection between us when we are joined. He began to slide in, and I grabbed his face and sucked his tongue for all I was worth. He began to slide in and out of me with more force and purpose. He stopped and turned me over so that my head was face down in the pillows and my ass was stuck in the air. He walked up to me on his knees and entered me. He began to make love to me while his hands roamed my chest. As he did this, I felt another set of hands on my taint, and they began to stroke the backside of my balls. I tried to raise up, but Phil held me down and fed me his cock. He pounded me and then he began to fill me. He stayed in me for a while and then, he began to shrink and popped out. I wanted to roll over, but I was so tired that I just stayed in the position that he had placed me in. I began to feel sleepy and then, I felt something poking around my hole again. It entered me, and I felt so complete again. I laid there and enjoyed the love making that was happening to me. I felt him orgasm in me, and I tried to roll over, but I couldn't. He became very still, and I slowly fell to sleep. I awoke the next morning with a start. I sat up in the bed and I guess my sudden movement woke Phil up. He woke up with a bewildered look on his face. "What is going on with you Doug?" I got off the bed, walked over to the closet, opened the doors, looked in the closet, walked to the bathroom, searched in the bathroom and bathtub, returned to the main room and looked under the bed. He said "Again, what in the hell is going on?" I looked at him and I said "Phil there was someone in our room again last night and they were feeling me when you made love to me and then, when you finished they entered me and fucked me until they came. Again, Doug looked at the door and said "The deadbolt is in position on the door, just as it was last night. Are you dreaming and hoping to have a three way?" I sat down on the bed then, I moved so that I was under the cover with my back against the headboard. "No, I am not, I know when someone is handling me and when they are in me and I can tell you that I did not dream that. Someone was in our room." Phil got up and went to the bathroom to pee. As soon as I heard him peeing, I had to go so, I went in and joined him at the toilet. I looked at his naked body and said "I think you owe me." He smiled and said "Do you think I will have someone come and feel me up?" I slapped his naked ass and pointed the way to the bed. We returned to the bed and lay down. I rolled over and began to nibble on his neck and earlobes. I licked my way down to his nipples and began to chew and pull on them. He began to move around as his nipples are really sensitive. I reached down and felt his hard cock. He was leaking and I let my thumb rub around his slick head. He was really moving around now. I attacked his lips and we kissed deeply. I rubbed his taint and allowed one of my fingers to enter his hole and explore. In a few minutes, he was begging me to enter him and I did. I pushed his legs up to his chest and walked my hard cock to his hole. I leaned over and kissed him while my cock entered his warm moist tunnel. It seemed to beckon me in and I willingly sunk all the way in. Then, I began to pull out and push in. He began to meet my thrusts and soon we were heading to a major cum. I felt him grip my cock and then, he began to spew his cum between us. This set me off and I began to spray my cum in him. We lay there for a few minutes and finally I pulled out with a pop and he winced. I lay back down by him on my back and he raised up on his elbow and said "Well, I am so disappointed as no one played with my balls while you were attacking me." I just glared at him. I looked over at him and said "Phil, it is time for our morning shower and then, we need to head out to wherever you have planned for us to go." He got up and stretched, showing off that sexy body of his. I just wanted to suck him more as I looked at that great cock. I particularly love the way his ridge makes his cock look so big and it is set off by his dark circumcision scar. I followed him to the bathroom where we shaved and showered. I did get to suck him more in the shower and I did get my reward. He tried to suck me, but I told him that I could not cum anymore until tonight. We finished and returned to the main room, dressed and headed down to the valet's stand. The Denali was pulled up to the hotel entrance and we got in and drove off. Phil told me that he wanted to go to the Mall of Georgia which is the largest mall in Georgia. He set the GPS and we headed in that direction. We stopped at an IHOP for a quick bite to eat and then, we were off to find this huge mall. We saw it off to our left. I followed the directions given to me by the GPS and we were soon sitting in one of the many parking areas. There are five major anchor stores and about 190 other shops. We got out and began to wander around, just browsing and making notes about things we might want to come back for when we began our Christmas shopping. Imagine that, eleven months out and already thinking about Christmas shopping. We enjoyed our time there, but realized that we needed to eat something of substance before we headed back to the hotel. We did not have reservations for the evening so we headed over to On the Border for some good Mexican food. We decided that since we were a distance away from the hotel that we would not drink alcoholic beverages so we ordered Coca-Colas. We then had them make us fresh guacamole at the table and then, we each ordered the classic shredded beef burrito. We enjoyed our food as well as the atmosphere. We finished our meal, I paid, we went to the restroom while waiting for the server to complete our transactions. After we finished those things, we headed back to the hotel. I pulled up to the hotel and allowed the valet to park the Denali for us. We walked in and headed up to our room. We rode the elevator up and then, walked down to our room. Phil swiped the card key and I opened the door. Phil entered behind me, closed the door, and locked the deadbolt. He called my attention to that fact. I could only glare at him. He further pissed me off by saying "Before we go much further, let me check the closet, Nope nothing here, let me check the bathroom, Nope nobody here, and nobody is hiding in the closet, and before we go any further let me check under the bed, Nope, no one here either, Okay, I think it is safe for us." I was royally pissed by this time; I walked over to him and pushed him onto the bed. He had a surprised look on his face as he did not know if I was playing, or if I was really going to get violent. I stood there and looked down at him. I said "Don't you dare move!" He had a confused look now; I began to take off my shirt. I kicked my shoes and pulled my socks off then, I dropped my slacks just leaving me in my boxer briefs. I reached over, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks, pulled his shoes and socks off and then I jerked his slacks down and off his legs. I reached up and grabbed the waist of his boxer briefs and took them down and off. Phil had a surprised look on his face. I crawled over him and sat on his cock while I started pinching his nipples. They hardened quickly. I slid over and his cock was standing up towards his belly button. I slapped it rather hard and he screamed. He drew his legs up and I grabbed his balls. I slightly squeezed them just hard enough to get his attention. I had his attention believe me. I looked down at him and said "One rule with me is you do not make fun of me when I have told you the truth. There was someone in this room with us during the past two nights. I know when I am being touched by someone other than you. I know when another cock has been inserted in me. Don't you ever make fun of me like that again. I can take a joke, I can laugh, but this is not funny. We could have been hurt or worse yet, killed. Phil rolled me over and he assumed the top or power position. He pulled his shirt off. He said "Doug, there is no way someone could have been in this room as I locked the door, the deadbolt, and there are not other ways into this room." He leaned down and kissed my neck, tongued my ear and then, traced my jawbone down to my chin with his tongue. He pushed my arms up over my head and began to run his hands from my pits to my fingers. He discovered that I was ticklish and this led to some major movement from me. We continued to play wrestle around and soon he pulled my boxer briefs off and tossed them over by the doorway. He then placed a pillow under my ass and raised me so that my hole was aligned with the tip of his cock. He leaned over and gradually inserted his cock into me. He thrust in and out with a variety of short and long strokes and several twists of his hips. He played a number on my prostate. I raised my head and bit his neck as he tongued and bit mine. He continued to do this while telling me that he was in charge and that, I was his bitch. I let him know that I would never be his bitch and he pounded me harder. The feelings were almost indescribable. Soon I felt my hole begin to tighten around his cock and I began to spray cum between us. He then resumed his movements in me and he began to cum. He fell on top of me and soon our cum began to feel like wet glue sticking to our chests. After a while, I tired of him laying on me and I rolled him off of me. The movement pulled the hair on my chest and actually pulled some out and they were on Phil's chest now. He grabbed his pillow, pulled the covers back and slid under the sheets. I joined him a few minutes later. I dropped off to sleep thinking that maybe I had dreamed that someone had been in our room on the previous nights as there was definitely no one in the room tonight. We woke up the next morning, showered, and began to pack. As I began to assemble our clothes so that I could wash them, I discovered that my most favorite pair of boxer briefs was missing. I looked under the bed, in the bathroom, in the closet, emptied our luggage, but could not find them. I mentioned this to Phil. He stepped away from me and said "Must have been your mystery guest. He probably took them as a souvenir." I stepped towards him, and he ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I returned to what I was doing. In a few minutes, he unlocked the door and helped me finish packing. We finished and rode down to the ground floor. I walked out and asked the valet to bring the Denali down while Phil settled up with the front desk. He walked out about the time that the Denali was being parked in the entrance by the valet. We loaded our bags and were soon headed home. We stopped at an IHOP on the way home and we ordered the breakfast sampler and orange juice. We finished our breakfast, I paid the bill, and we continued our journey home. I told Phil that I had really enjoyed the weekend without responsibilities. He smiled and said "I think we should do this ever so often." We reviewed our sightseeing and shopping adventures. I thumped my head with the palm of my hand and said "I just don't know what happened to my favorite boxer briefs." I thought I heard Phil chuckle, and I quickly looked over at him, but he had a straight face. He said "Doug, maybe the maid gathered them up when she was changing the sheets on our bed." I thought about it and it seemed plausible. I resumed talking about the trip and how special everything had been this past weekend. Before long, we were pulling into the driveway. I pulled into the garage and parked. We got out and took our bags into the laundry room. I pulled the bundled clothes out that I had sorted according to how I would wash them and began a load. Phil took the other bags into the bedroom. He took the toiletry bags out, put mine in the closet and his in his overnight bag. He began to gather his stuff and laid it on the bed. He then returned to the family room and turned the TV on. He began to watch a movie while I started washing the clothes. I joined him between loads. I hung and folded our clothes. Soon they were ready to be put up or packed. Phil grabbed his clothes and placed them in his bags. He returned to the family room with his bags in his hands about the time that the boys walked into the house. Jay looked at Phil and said "I am so glad that you know that when I enter that you should leave." Phil looked a Jay, dropped his bags, sat down by me and put his arm around my shoulders. Jay walked on into the room and sat across from Phil. He said "Phil, I know you brought me something because you missed me." Phil looked at me and said "Did we bring them anything?" I looked at each one of the boys and said "I think we did. I got up, walked to my bedroom, found the bag of presents, and returned to the family room. I gave each boy their presents and told them that they were from both of us. Ryan, Myles, and Rob thanked both of us with a hug and a "Thank you." Jay thanked me and hugged my neck. He looked over at Phil and said "So cheapskate, did you actually help with these gifts?" Phil's expression changed, he looked at me and said "Jay, I did for the other guys but I found yours in the trash." Jay cringed and said "Yeah, right. Pops would not allow you to treat me that way." Phil laughed and lunged across the room, grabbed Jay and wrestled him to the floor tickling him and giving him a noogie. Jay screamed and the rest of us laughed. Phi let Jay up and Jay finally hugged Phil and thanked him. We sat around and told the boys about our sightseeing trips. They seemed to enjoy our stories. After we finished sharing our stories, the boys shared with us what they had done over the holiday weekend. They talked about some of the pranks that they had pulled on Rob's sisters, the places that they had gone to eat, how they had aggravated Shane when he came by his house, and the fun that they had during their sleep-overs. They finally finished and then, Ryan said "Dad, we need to start thinking about Valentine's Day." I looked at Phil and said "Ryan, what do you have in mind?" He said "We have been thinking and have decided that we don't want to do anything at our homes, but we want to rent a limo and have it pick us up and take us to our school dance. We need to talk our parents into sharing the costs." I said "I think we can do that. Make some phone calls tomorrow and see what you can find out regarding prices and availability." Jay said "We knew we could count on you Pops!" I looked at Rob and said "I do believe that you have a birthday coming up and he said "I do, I will be fifteen." Phil said "Wow, it is hard to believe that you are going to be fifteen, Rob. When is your birthday?" Rob said "It is February 19th." Phil smiled and said "Interesting." Jay looked over and said "Phil what day were you hatched?" Phil looked over at jay and said "Jay, unlike you, I was delivered on February 28th." Jay started to say something, but Phil got his shot in by saying "Jay, your brother told me about how they found you under one of the cabbage leaves in the garden. I think he said that you were a cabbage patch kid." Jay reddened and Phil laughed. Ryan looked over at Phil and asked "Phil, how old will you be this year?" Phil looked at me and said "I will be thirty-three years old." Jay looked at me and said "Oh so you are a cougar!" I felt my face turn red and I glared at him. Ryan turned to Jay and said "Drop it." And he did. In about fifteen minutes, all of the boys left to go to their homes except Ryan. We sat and talked with Phil for a few minutes then, Phil said that he had to go. I looked at Ryan and said "Ryan, I think the three of us should go out to eat. Phil can drive his truck and follow us. We can come back home and go to bed." He agreed so we got up, and left the house. I drove to the Burger Hut and we ordered hamburgers, fries, and cokes. We sat and listened to Ryan talk about what the boys had planned for Valentine's Day. I remembered wanting to do some of those things, but my mom would never allow it. I was determined to give my son a different Valentine's experience than I had when I was in eighth grade. We finished eating, I paid our bill, and we walked outside. We chatted a little more and then, we headed home. We walked into the house and Ryan walked to his room. He walked back to my bedroom later and asked me to help him with an issue that he was having in science. We sat on my bed and I guided him to understanding the issue that he was having. He got up, thanked me, leaned over and kissed me on my cheek. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I suddenly thought that he was growing up and one day soon he would not be there with me. He returned to his bedroom and I pulled the covers back on my bed. I stripped down, and got in bed. I pulled my novel out and began to read. I read for about an hour and then, I put the book down, turned off the light, adjusted my pillows, and soon I was asleep. End of Chapter 33 - My Son and His Friends Thanks to those who wrote regarding Chapter 32. Your comments regarding the cliffhanger were very interesting and indicated that you have a strong bond with Doug and Phil. So the questions remain - Was there someone in the room with Doug and Phil? What happened to Doug's favorite boxer briefs? What will Jay plan for Phil's birthday?