Date: Sun, 12 Apr 2020 23:14:11 -0400
From: JJ Rockwood <jjrockwood000@gmail.com>
Subject: Zachary All Grown Up Chapter 8

Zachary All Grown UP    Chapter 8
By JJ    [ jjrockwood000@gmail.com ]

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Chapter 8

It is Sunday May 23, 2021. Two days before Zachary's 18th birthday. Jared
sat on his back deck thinking how fast the 2 years have passed and a lot
has happened. He is a 58 years old a little grayer. A little balder, and
a few pounds heavier. He is still in decent shape and his last physical
the Doc had said keep doing what you are doing. He is now a grandfather
of 5. God bless his kids, wonders where they get their patience.

The year 2019 closed without too much drama, Zachary had tried to woo
him. Without hurting his feelings too bad, he told him he is only making
himself frustrated, that he Jared could keep this up for 5 years. If only
Zach knew it was killing me just as much, but one of us had to be the
adult.

In all fairness he was a cock tease too, there had been a few make out
sessions, when they got to intense he would end them or luckily Mario
would come over or call. It was almost like he had a seventh sense.
Zachary continued to play football and wrestle. He filled out a little
more but basically was still on the slender side the only exception the
thick legs and ass. It looked like he may get a wrestling scholarship,
the way he was going, with football he was first string and a tight end.
(hmmm). Alas there were no boyfriends. He had friends and even dated a
girl here and there. He didn't go to the big sophomore dance, I said go
he said if I can't go with you I'm not going. Waste of money and time.
I'm sure he was spanking the monkey as much as I was. He got his license
during the summer of 2019, between Mario and Dan, he learned fast and got
his license on the first try. He got a job at Lowes to help pay for gas
and insurance.

Things are so different now; he can't be in the car without an adult for
at least a year or 2. It seems like a great way to save these young lives
and there is a curfew in some cases. He asked me to
teach him how to drive a stick. I told him I figured he already knew how
to use a stick. He said don't be a perv, you know a standard. My truck is
a standard, and fairly new I said no way. But he said we could use
his Poppa's truck. My answer was why doesn't Poppa teach you. He laughed
and said he tried and I got him aggravated.  Evidently Mario said he is
too aggressive with stick shift. I had a flashback and roared and told
him how my Dad, use to say they were going to find me with the shift in
my hand. I learned on a medium size dump truck. I said it is easy to get
carried away. You hear the engine roaring and you don't realize how easy
it glides into gear. Then I told him how my older brother Tommy wanted to
kill me when he found out how I use to double clutch his Olds cutlass. He
had no clue what I meant and I said go to YouTube and check it out. Zach
had no clue that automatics were at one time an extra. Same as now it
costs more to have a standard. He was a natural, but his hands were tied
up so he couldn't grope me. But we did park and make out a couple of
times during his lessons.

By fall 2019, he got a 2014 Explorer. I work buddy of mine was selling
one. I took it to my mechanic and had it checked out. It was a good deal
for the money. Between work and his Dad and grandparents he
had the money. My buddy wasn't looking to get rich off of the kid, which
I appreciated. That Christmas I bought him 4 tires for it as his present.
Also got him a new UCONN sweatshirt and one of my long tee shirts he can
wear as a nightshirt. He got me another pair of sliders which I live in,
made me this huge pine picture frame that had all different openings for
photos of the grandkids and of course white socks that I also live in and
he usually borrows.

New Year's I made him go to a friend's party. I said common
sense you need to be around people your age and besides what possible
reason could you use for coming here. But at midnight I got a text and
call wishing me a Happy New Year. Then an hour later a knock at my back
door, he was a little drunk. I was not happy not at the drinking but at
driving not realizing he couldn't drive. He had this shit eating grin,
and tried to pick me up and whispered I love you, Jared; I really love
you with all my heart and soul. I told him I loved him too, and we kissed
and he giggled. Then he got handsy I said enough go home. I asked if he
wanted me to walk him home and said yes he would. I threw on boots, hat,
and jacket. Out on the back deck we kissed again, I said come on, my
defenses were getting weaker and weaker as time went on. The neighborhood
was quiet and dark except for the Christmas lights. We got to his back
door and he went in for a kiss, just then I saw the kitchen light go on,
I pushed him and said go Mario is up. He whined and unlocked the door and
went in and as quiet as possible I went back home.

The year 2020 basically sucked. It was one of least snowy winters we had.
Second there was the Corona Virus. I was lucky I was still able to work
but people were dropping like flies. Young and old no one was immune.
Mario lost a few of his relatives in Italy. His brother in this country
got it bad but survived. Between social distancing, masks, and gloves the
world took on a new mind set. Noni had a mild case of it. Zachary came to
stay with me for a month with no school, he was working almost 30 hours a
week, (cha-Ching) at Lowes. Thankfully they were using these young bucks
to get the garden center ready and unload trucks so his contact with
individuals was slim to none. He still had to put in hours doing school
work on line, still kept a decent average. I worked till the end of April
then someone in my department got it we were closed down, luckily I
tested negative. People were going crazy being cooped up; I have to admit
having the little shit made it all bearable. My kids and grandkids were
all healthy, my daughter is a nurse, and she stayed at a college dorm in
Virginia so her family was safe. The doctors, nurses, EMT's are all
heroes they were at the front lines. The Pup had to do the shopping for
both houses, until my results came back. He pulled it off and did it.
Poppa and Noni raised him well.

I think he had a case of blue balls every day. Between our agreement and
now he was with me 24/7 for almost 6 weeks and I keep reminding him 4-6
feet apart social distancing. I keep telling him I'm old I can't afford
to get sick, I could die, this went on before and after I tested
negative. That's what happens when you decide to date an old person. I
said if you were dating someone younger you could fucking till the cows
came home. He started to cry, and told me to go fuck myself and went to
his room. I felt like crap. I went upstairs I could hear his music which
would be NO One by Alicia Keys, No One in the World by Anita Baker,
Alibis, by Sergio Mendes. He definitely didn't have the music taste of a
17 year old. He definitely was an old soul. I listen to more top 40 then
he does I think. As I approach I hear TOTO, the 14 minute version of
Georgie Porgy. I knock and no answer, the door is locked. I tell him he
still doesn't get my humor, I know he is leaning right up against the
door, so am I. I ask him to talk to me which he doesn't so I decide to
sing to him.

"It's not your situation,"
"I just need contemplation over you"
"I'm not so systematic"
"It's just that I'm an addict for your love"

I belted out, he opened door and just looked and I held my arms out, and
continued singing. I rocked him in my arms, like when he was a 5 year old
kid and I asked him if he remembers me singing this song to him. He
nodded and said it was inevitable that we would end up together. This
time I rolled my eyes. He laughed.

Well he never went back to school that spring. He missed seeing his
friends, not being able to work out, but was glad there was no prom. We
walked a lot did push-ups and pull-ups. I got my hands a second hand set
of free weights so we made do. It was good for both of us. We always ate
healthy but more so now. I had a hard time finding a carrot cake for his
17th birthday, I was lucky enough I got his presents before all non-
essential businesses closed. Which were a Red Sox hat, shirt, work out
gloves and of course white socks.

With him being around both Mario's and my garden were huge, plus he got
plants at a discount at work. That was a good thing, he even was learning
from You Tube and his grandparents how to can and preserve everything.

The rest of year just seemed to go by in a blur. We worked out and swam
played cards, when he went back home in September, I actually ached. He
was only across the street, but it wasn't the same. The house was so
empty. I was really falling for the little shit. Granted other than a
kiss now and then I know each one of us went to our own room every night
and jerked off. I heard him a few times and I'm pretty sure he heard me.
Of course he would try to catch me in the shower or sneak into my bed at
night saying he had a nightmare. I would say okay get in bed, then I
would get up and put sweat shorts on, wrap myself in a blanket, then I
would hold him. He would look at me and say seriously, I would say this
way or no way. Believe guys this killed me, but I could see the goal
line. I was determined to go see this to the end. I had to crank the a/c
up to keep from sweating to death. But I use to watch him sleep, just
like when he was small.

He was a senior now, played first string for most of the football games,
which Mario and I went to. As long as they were Friday nights I was
there. He knew exactly where we were too. I encouraged him to go to
dances, be with his teammates. Then there was a Halloween party I
insisted he should go to, he made a face but went. He had a lot of hot
friends male and female.

My phone went off and it was Zachary, but it was his friend Scott on the
other end and asked if I could come and pick Zach and him up. Zachary
was trashed and he wasn't as bad. He gave me directions and I through on
some clothes and left. They were funny, not only had they drank beer,
they both had some edibles. I dropped Scott off his house was dark; I
made sure he got in safe; he was pretty much straight by that time. On
the other hand, the little shit seemed to be getting worse then I found
out he had another beer stashed in his jacket, that he was nursing.

I wanted to know what was going on. He screamed at me you tell me, why do
you keep pushing me to do these lame things? I said what lame things. He
goes parties and dances and whatever. Then he turns green, and I knew I
just got him to the sink before he started, I think everything he ate for
the past week was coming up. This went on for 45 minutes. Then I threw
him in the shower, in his underwear and said wash. I didn't wait for it
to warm up he yelped, I said I will be right outside. I watched him
finish stripping and wash, I wanted to make sure he didn't fall, when he
was finished I gave him a warm towel ordered him to dry and got him a
long tee and gave him 2 aspirins and left a bottle of water and a dish
pan. I said I will call Mario and tell him where you are. He just grunted
and was out. It was only a little after 11 so I assured him it was okay
he was ashamed to come he drunk. He was not happy but was glad he called
me.

I locked up and climbed into bed with him, he smelled liked Dove soap and
baby powder. I spooned with him and he snuggled into me. I couldn't
lecture him, I did the same when I was his age, the same as I never
lectured my son, it was a rite of passage, as long as no one got behind a
wheel. But something is bothering him.

I got up made coffee, and grabbed some fruit. I said Good Morning
Sunshine. Have some coffee and eat some fruit. He was in better shape
than I expected. Then I thought what he got rid of last night, there
couldn't be anything left in him anyway. I sat across from at the island.

Ok what was going on? He looked at me cold and said why do you insist on
me doing these things? I said what things, dances, parties and things
like that. I asked don't you enjoy being with your teammates and friends?
He said he does but I was making him feel like I was trying to get rid of
him. I told him that high school and college should be the best years of
his young life before he has to take on real responsibilities. I didn't
want him to look back and regret anything or have to deal with the what
ifs.
See I say this is where maturity comes in. I'm trying to give you
everything that allows you to see the whole picture, and you right away
assume I'm looking to dump you. You are an idiot it is almost November,
it is about 5 months away from your 18th. Why would I look to get rid of
you now, when I should have been doing it for the past year or so? You
really are an ass. He goes I am but I am lovable. I can't help but say
yeah at times. He says are we good? I'm fine are you good? He nods. Well
you may be grounded Mario wasn't too happy last night. He then surprised
me and said he applied to UNH and Quinnipiac. He is not going to a school
where he has to board. I said both are good schools. Inside I was happy.
Then he said he could go to work with me and not have to worry about
school. No we would both be fired I said. If he doesn't want college I
would rather see him become a stone mason like Mario. You are your own
boss.

JJ

Next chapter Zachary finally gets his wish.

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