Date: Mon, 2 May 2016 15:33:28 +0000 (UTC) From: Jay Carrington Subject: Chapter 35 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 35 - My Son and His Friends The weeks following Valentines Day were busy leading up to Spring Break. During this time, we celebrated Rob's fourteenth birthday party at his house. It was a big celebration with more than just the boys attending. After the party, it was just Colt, Meredith, Justin, Michelle, Christina, and me cleaning up and restoring order to the house and grounds. When we finished, we all went into the formal living room and relaxed while the boys were up in Rob's bedroom testing out the new games and other stuff. I asked each of the boy's parents if they had made plans for Spring Break, and I was told that they had really not planned that far ahead. Christina slid out of her chair and got on bended knees facing me and said "Oh Doug, please tell me that you have a plan and that you will be taking them somewhere , oh please, please, please spare me the agony of dealing with them for a week." Everybody laughed at her, but she was serious. I looked at her and said "You make them sound like uncontrollable urchins." She said "They can be, but evidently not with you." I laughed and then, I looked around the room. Nobody else laughed, they were nodding in agreement. I said "Well, I guess I better spill the beans while I have all of you together and the boys are elsewhere. I am thinking about taking them on Sunday, March 15th and heading to either Charlestown or Savannah so that we can celebrate St. Patrick's Day there. I made reservations a few months back for Savannah knowing that if I needed to, I could cancel them and make somebody else happy. Christina started raising and lowering her arms and saying "I sooooo love this man, I soooooooo love this man." I continued telling them that I wanted this trip to be enjoyable, yet educational, so we would visit some areas along the coast of South Carolina and Georgia. Meredith wanted to know if I wanted the boys the entire week. I said that I would probably have them from Sunday through Friday as I wanted to get home and do some things around the house before returning to work. I asked if they were okay with my plans, and everybody was in total agreement. Each family wanted to know how much they needed to chip in, and I told them that I would let them know in a few days as I still had some details to work out. I asked everyone to keep the plans under wraps as I was going to gather the boys and their luggage and just head out to parts unknown like Justin had done on the trip to Panama City Beach. We finished talking about the time that the boys descended from Rob's bedroom. We each grabbed our boy and headed home. Ryan and I returned to our house and waited for Phil to come in from a special work project that he had going on out of town. Finally, he arrived, took a quick shower, and joined us in the family room. He asked about Rob's party and said that he had found a small gift for Rob that he would give him the next time that he saw him. I smiled as it was evident that Phil was really feeling a part of the "family". Ryan started telling Phil about some of the games that Rob had received as gifts, and they were off and into their own world as I had no real knowledge about what they were talking about. I sat back and listened to their conversation. Finally, Phil said that he was tired and was ready for a good night's rest. Ryan headed to his room while we made sure that the house was secured and that all lights had been turned off. Phil and I went into our bedroom, turned on the lamps by the bed, took a quick piss, and stripped down to our boxers. We pulled the comforter and sheets back and got into the bed. We pulled our novels out and began to read. In about thirty minutes, I put my book down and turned to tell Phil that I was going to call it a night. I looked over at him and he had fallen asleep reading his book. I took his book and put it on my nightstand. I got up, walked around the bed, turned off his lamp, and returned to my side. I settled into the bed and was asleep in a few minutes. I lay there the next morning and began to plan the details of the spring break trip. I thought about what I knew about Charlestown, Savannah, and other areas between Savannah and Brunswick. I decided that later in the day I would slip down to my office and do some research. With that settled, I rolled over and looked at Phil who was still asleep. It seems that he really rests when he is home with me. I take that as a sign that things are going good for us. I decided to get up, shave, shower, and dress. I finished in the bedroom and headed down to the kitchen. I opened a tube of cinnamon rolls and baked them. Their smell drifted through the house and soon, I had both Phil and Ryan standing at the island waiting for a hot breakfast. I cooked a quick pot of grits, some bacon, scrambled eggs and toast. We had a great breakfast and sat there talking about our plans for the day. Ryan wanted us to go to a movie, I wanted to get the household chores finished, and Phil wanted to take a ride out of town and have dinner. I said "Wow! That all sounds workable." We began to clean the house, wash the clothes, fold and/or hang our clothes, vacuum and mop the floors. Soon, we had the house clean, and we were on our way to Chic-Fil-A for lunch and then, to the movies. Ryan chose the movie, The Kingsman: The Secret Service. We found our seats, sat down, and enjoyed the movie. I didn't know much about this film, but Ryan did. I enjoyed watching him react to the actions in the film. I had to chuckle several times which brought a sour face from Ryan. About half-way of the movie, I went to the concession stand and bought us a large tub of buttered popcorn and three medium drinks. I returned, and we shared the popcorn and drank our drinks during the final part of the movie. The movie ended, and we walked out into the mall. Ryan wanted to look at a few things in the sporting goods store, so we walked down to it and browsed. He took his time and looked at some of the Speedos. He held up one of the skimpiest Speedos that I have ever seen. He really wanted that one, but before I could think, I said "Ryan, how do you plan to store the merchandise?" He put them down, turned towards me, and turned beet red. I felt embarrassed for him and for me. Phil stepped in and said "Ryan, are you thinking about returning to competitive swimming?" He turned to Phil and said "Yes, and I think the other boys are going to do it as well." Phil said "Ryan, are you sure about this suit?" He said "I would like to have this pair even though I know my dad does not like them." I said "Ryan, I just want you to make sure that you can keep your junk in there, but if you want them, I will buy them." He looked at me, smiled and said "Dad, I really want them, and I love this shade of blue." We walked up to the cash register and I paid for his new suit. We walked out of the store, and Phil said "Okay guys, it is now time for us to head out for dinner." We walked out to the Denali, and I told Phil that since he knew where we were going that he should drive. He looked at me and asked "Are you sure?" I said "Yes, I just feel like you should drive since you know where we are going and it sometimes makes me nervous to drive with someone giving me directions." He laughed and said "Doug, that is crazy. You do great following my directions" and wiggled his eyebrows. I turned to look at Ryan, but he was watching something in the parking lot. We got into the Denali and Phil drove. We headed out to the interstate and then, turned south. We drove for about an hour. Then, Phil took an exit and a few other country roads. We were soon at this restaurant on a beautiful lake. We got out, walked in, and were seated. The waitress brought us menus and took our drink orders. We each ordered sweet teas, and continued to look at the menus. Phil ordered a rack of baby back ribs, while Ryan and I ordered New York strip steaks. Phil chose roasted corn on the cob and baked beans. Ryan and I ordered a house salad with honey mustard dressing and a baked potato with butter, sour cream, cheese, and bacon bits on the side. We sat and talked until our choices were brought to the table. Our food arrived and we began to eat. Phil cut both of us a rib from his rack. I have to tell you, the taste was outstanding. I cut him some of my steak and he too, said that it was tender and tasty. We finished our dinner, and then, the waitress asked if we wanted dessert. Without a second to spare, Ryan spoke up and said that he did. We asked her what our choices were and she told us about several. I chose a slice of Italian Cream Cake, Phil chose a slice of Kentucky Pecan Pie, and Ryan chose a slice of a nine layered chocolate cake. We savored our desserts. I said "Phil that was a wonderful meal. How did you ever find out about this place?" He said "I talked to one of my clients the other day, they have a farm near here, and they were telling me about how good everything was here." Ryan thanked Phil for dinner. We paid for our meal and headed out to the Denali again. I told Phil to drive us home. I sat in the passenger's side and as Phil drove, I was lulled off to a quick nap while Phil and Ryan chatted. We arrived home and I awoke when Phil turned the Denali off. We went into the house and went to our bedrooms. Phil walked into our bedroom, turned the lamps on by the bed, and pulled the comforter and sheets back. I walked in and turned off the overhead lights and walked over to the bed. We dropped our jeans and shirts to the floor and crawled into the bed. Phil leaned over and kissed me. I caressed his face and let my fingers roam through his hair. He fell on top of me and started playing with the hair on my chest. He broke our kiss and moved down so that he could attend to my nipples. He began by swirling his tongue around one and then the other. He pulled on my right nip with his teeth and when he did that the first time, my cock hardened and I felt a drop of pre-cum ooze out. He continued to torture my nips and my cock hardened. He reached down and grabbed a hold of my cock and he squeezed it. I moaned and felt more pre-cum ooze out. He flipped his head under the sheets, yanked my boxer briefs down under my balls, and then, he began to lick and suck on my cock while fondling my balls. He had me rock hard in a few minutes. He leaned up and pulled his boxer briefs off, and then he straddled me while I held my pre-cum coated cock up. He slid down my cock with a little more difficulty than usual, but soon he was skewered on me. I bucked up, and he moaned. I grabbed him and pushed him over and began to slide in and out of him. He moaned and began to nip my neck as I was doing the same to him. We rolled around on the bed while I jabbed my cock into him from various angles and positions. As I was feeling my cum beginning to rise and his sphincter tightened around my cock, I heard Ryan call my name. I looked at Phil and his eyes were huge. I pounded him again, looked over my shoulder and found that we had not closed the bedroom door. I pounded Phil again and I began to feel cum boiling up my cock and into him. Ryan called my name again. I was exhausted and still breathing rather hard. Phil called out to Ryan and asked what he wanted. He said he needed to talk to both of us. I pulled out of Phil and got on my side of the bed. We straightened up the covers on the bed, but you could smell sex in the air. Phil called to Ryan and told him to come on in. Ryan walked into the bedroom wearing his new Speedos. He sniffed the air and I looked at him. I saw that he had his swimsuit on, and he did have the merchandise tightly packed into it. I looked and I could see that his cock was hardening as he approached our bed. He said "Did I interrupt something?" Phil said "No, Ryan why would you ask?" He said "I kinda recognize the smell." I felt my face turn hot. I could not look at Ryan. He came and sat on my side of the bed. He said "What do you think?" I said "Think about what?" He said "My Speedos." I said "Ryan they are hardly there. You are going to have to do some trimming and tucking." He smiled at me and said "Well, I know that. I wasn't born yesterday. Do you think I could get Phil to help me with the trimming like he did for Jay?" I looked over at Phil and he had this strange look on his face. I said "That is up to Phil." Ryan then looked over at Phil and said "Will you?" Phil said "I can help you, but not tonight." Ryan said "Why not tonight? Are you naked under the sheets?" Phil turned red, and Ryan said "I thought so, but Phil I have seen your cock before. When do you think you can do this for me?" Phil said, "Well, I really think we should wait until you are going to have your tryouts as this will cause you to itch and scratch a lot." Ryan looked at Phil and said "I understand that Phil, you are probably right." He got up and said that he was going back to his room. On the way out of the room, he turned, looked at both of us, and said "Sorry I interrupted, carry on my good men! I am out of here." I looked over at Phil and said "That was way to close. That door must be closed at all times." He said "I know." We lay there and didn't say much the rest of the night. I think we were both dealing with our own issues about our close call. After a while, I looked over at Phil, and he had dropped off to sleep. I reached over and turned off his lamp, and then, mine. I settled into the bed and soon, I was asleep. I got up early the next morning as I had not slept that much after our "interruption." I began to clean the refrigerator and rearranged the pantry while I waited for the other two to get up. Finally, Phil walked into the kitchen freshly showered and dressed. He said "Why are you up, and why are you into a cleaning mode?" I looked at him and said "I couldn't sleep, and I still have nervous energy." He smiled and said "I bet I could cure that!" I just looked at him as he emphasized his bulge. I told him that since I had worked this morning, he owed me breakfast out. He smiled and said "Well, go wake Ryan up, get your shower and we will go out." I walked down, knocked on Ryan's door, called his name and told him that we were going out for breakfast. I heard mumbling, then his door opened, and he walked across to his bathroom. I returned to my bedroom, stripped and took my shower. I put on jeans, a pullover long sleeve Henley, my boots, and then, my wind breaker. We left after meeting in the kitchen. Phil drove his truck, and we went to IHOP. We ordered a waffle and orange juice. We finished our breakfast and then, Phil took us to Home Depot and Lowes so that he could look at some plants that he needed for a landscaping job. He made his purchases and we returned home. We got out of the truck with Ryan going to Jay's while Phil and I went into the house. Phil said "Doug, can we work on developing my portfolio?" I said "Yes, I am caught up with my school work so we can spend the rest of the day designing and developing it." We walked down to my office area and Phil sat on the floor pulling out pictures from some of his past jobs. I told him to group them according to the jobs, and then, lay them out with a before and after shot. I began to scan the pictures and lay them out on PowerPoint. After we had them positioned, he started telling me about the groupings and what he wanted on the slides. I worked with his wording and finally we had a great electronic portfolio. We finished around six o'clock that night and he said "Doug, I owe you dinner tonight, so go call Ryan, and have him come home." I said "Phil we have eaten out too much lately." He said "Doug, you have spent a lot of time on my project this afternoon and if we wait for you to cook it will be nine o'clock. We all have a busy week ahead of us, so we are going out to eat, end of discussion. Go call Ryan." Since I had my marching orders, I called Ryan. He was at Rob's house, but he promised to be home in ten minutes. Ryan walked into the house, changed his clothes, and then, he said that he was ready to go. We loaded up in the Denali and headed to The Mongolian Barbeque Palace. We went in and were seated. We ordered our drinks and we were told to go put our meal together. We walked to the bar and began to pile meats and various vegetables on our plate. At the end of the bar, we added our sauces. I got a medium spicy sauce, while Phil and Ryan selected a mild sauce. We handed our plates to the chef and he began to cook it on the grill. When he finished cooking it, it was delivered to us at our table along with a dish of rice. I dipped each one of us some rice and placed it on each of our plates. We began to eat as we talked about our upcoming week. Ryan thanked Phil for taking us out to eat, and then, he said "Phil, I am so sorry that I interrupted you guys last night." I dropped my fork and looked at Ryan. He said "And Dad, I apologize to you too." I said "Ryan, I don't know what you think you interrupted, but I think you can drop this topic." He said "Dad, I am not stupid, I know and I am cool with it." I just sat there and looked at him. He smiled and said "Smarter than the average kid huh, dad?" I had to laugh, and then, I said "Ryan, this subject is officially closed." We finished our meal, and then, we went home. Phil told me that he was going to spend the night and that he would get up early the next morning and leave for work from my house. We all went to our bedrooms. We got into bed after shedding our jeans, and shirts. We lay there and talked for the longest time. I expected Ryan to make an appearance, but he didn't. We turned off the lamps and settled into bed. I dropped off to sleep first. We woke up early the next morning. Phil gathered his clothes and headed out to his truck. I walked out and helped him load. He left saying that he would see me the following Friday night. I knew that he would be busy, but I also knew that he would call and talk to me sometime during the week. I returned to the house, walked down and woke Ryan. He walked over to his bathroom and began his shower. I returned to my room, and began to get ready for my day at work. I finished my shower and was dressed before I walked out to the kitchen. Ryan had already made it to the kitchen and had poured him a bowl of cereal. I decided that I would have the same thing for breakfast. Ryan asked me if we all could talk later this afternoon about the swim team. I told him that we could. He smiled, and then, he gathered his books and headed out to Jay's as it was Meredith's week to head up the carpool. I gathered my stuff, got in the Denali and drove to the school. I parked, got out and walked to the office. Just before I opened the door to the office, Landon called out to me. He said "Mr. Brunson, have you got a minute?" I stopped and said "Sure." He approached and wanted to know if the gang could have lunch with me today. I said "What's up?" He said "We just need to talk, Tanner has some issues that he needs to talk to an adult about, and then, we need to talk about our contest." I told him that we could meet during lunch, and he smiled. I walked into the office, gathered my stuff, and walked down to my room. I laid out my materials and walked out into the hallway before the bell sounded. I was standing outside my door when the bell rang, and I watched the students enter the building, then my room. I began the class by showing a short video, and then, we discussed some of the elements shown in the video. I made an assignment, and the students began to work on it while I walked the classroom. As I worked my way around the room, Dakota wrote me a note that we all needed to talk. I shook my head, and then, he erased what he had written. The class ended, and shortly thereafter, my next class began. As Tanner walked in, I could tell that something was not right. I kept my eye on him throughout the class and as I assigned the in class assignment, I walked around the room. I squatted down next to his desk and ask him what was wrong? He looked me in the eye and his began to fill with tears. I put my hand on his, and said "Can we talk at lunch?" He shook his head yes and wiped his eyes. This was not like Tanner, so I knew that something bad was up, but this was not the place to have this discussion as class would be over in about five minutes. Soon the class ended, and I nodded to Tanner as he left. My last class before lunch began, and it proceeded as my previous classes had. I ended the third class and walked down to the lunchroom. I looked around the lunchroom and saw "the gang" sitting at one of the tables along the wall. I made my choices on the food line, and then, I joined them at their table. As I sat down, I looked at Landon, and said "Since you called this meeting and we have only a short amount of time, I think you need to open it up and let's see what you are concerned about." He said "Mr. Brunson, I know you saw Tanner this morning and you know something is not right, so let's start with letting him talk about his concerns." I agreed and we all looked over at Tanner. Tanner's eyes filled with tears again, and he tried to talk. He had difficulty, but eventually he got out that he had been approached over the weekend by a gang of the jocks. He told us that they had threatened him knowing that he had no means to protect himself. They threatened to take him into the country and make him their bitch. I listened, and then, I told him that we had to go to the office and talk to the principal and to the school's resource officer. He resisted, but I said "Tanner, I now know this, and I am legally obligated to report this abuse." I did not finish my lunch, nor did I hear the rest of the conversation as Tanner and I walked out of the lunchroom and headed to the office. On our way to the office, we ran into a couple of the jocks who had intimidated him. I looked over at Tanner and said "Young man, we are going to the office and once we get there, we are calling your parents and talking to them about your failure to get your work done." He began to tear up again, and we walked on past the two jocks. They evidently bought my comments as they did not say anything, nor did they follow us. We made it to the office, and Tanner said "Why are you talking about calling my parents. I have completed all of my work." I said "Tanner, I said that to add a reason as to why you were with me and headed to the office. I was trying to throw them off." He looked up at me and said "Mr. Brunson, you always are one step ahead of me." I smiled and said "Tanner, I care about my students and you should know that by now." He nodded. We asked to see Mr. Richards and the school's resource officer. We entered the Principal's office and soon the officer joined us. I sat there and supported Tanner as he began to talk to the principal and the officer. After a while, I glanced at my watch and noted that I had to go to class. I excused myself after telling Tanner that he had done the right thing, and that I would support him. He smiled at me and thanked me for helping. I returned to my room and resumed my classes. At the end of the day, I met my department members and we resumed our walk-run activities. After our practice, I drove home, showered, and began to fix supper as the boys were working on homework at the dining room table. Just about the time that I finished preparing the meal, the front doorbell rang and it was Landon. He said "Mr. Brunson, we have to talk again." I stepped out on the front porch, and Landon told me that Tanner had been threatened again by the jocks and that they mentioned that they would take him down for not completing my class work, and for being a total failure. I stepped back into the house, grabbed my phone, and called Mr. Richards. He said that he would call the officer, and that they would begin to bring the boys in for questioning. In about an hour, Mr. Richards called me back and told me that they had begun to make visits to the jocks' homes and had serious conversations with them and their parents. He said that the parents were very supportive, and they assured him and the officer that if there were any more problems that they would assist with the appropriate punishments. I walked back to the kitchen and fixed me a plate of food. I ate a quick supper by myself as the boys had eaten their supper and were back at the dining room table doing their homework. They finished around eight o'clock and everyone went to their homes. Ryan walked down to his room, and then, I heard him close his bathroom door and start his evening shower. I finished cleaning the kitchen and headed to my bedroom. I stripped naked and was standing at my closet trying to decide what I would wear the next day when Ryan walked into my room. He apologized, but walked on in and sat down on the bed. He said "Dad, we were supposed to talk about the swim team, but you were busy. I think that now is the best time." I felt a little strange being naked, but I told myself that he had already seen the goods, so I just walked away from the closet and set on the bed. He began to talk to me about the swim team, its schedule, the fees, and the trips out of town. I listened, but I noticed that he kept glancing at my nakedness. For some reason, I felt my cock begin to enlarge so I excused myself and got under the covers. He smiled and said "Dad, it happens to all of us." I said "I know that Ryan, but I just don't feel like it should happen with us tonight." We finished our conversation about the swim team, and then, he returned to his room. I pulled out my book and read for a while. Then I turned off the lamp and went to bed. I woke up the next morning with some serious wood. I decided that I could not go to work in that condition, so I decided to jack off. I was into it and closed my eyes trying to focus on something that would bring me off. I continued to jack up and down my shaft and rubbed around the head of my cock. I played with my balls and continued to jack off. I thought I heard something and I opened my eyes to find Ryan standing in my doorway watching me. I tried to cover up, but he said "Dad, we all do it and I've seen it before, continue. I will come back later." End of Chapter 35 - My Son and His Friends. Well there you have it another chapter completed. We didn't make it to Spring Break but hopefully that will happen in Chapter 36. Things are continuing to go good for Doug and Phil. The boys have definitely accepted Phil and they feel comfortable around him. What can happen during Spring Break? Thanks for reading! Write to let me know what you think will happen in the coming chapters. Jay