Date: Fri, 12 Nov 2021 02:00:00 -0700
From: John Henry <niftyjhenry1988@gmail.com>
Subject: Growing Up Charlie Chapter 18 (Gay/Incest)

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Chapter 18


"Happy Birthday, Billy," Charlie said. He gave Billy the present he
purchased two months before. He watched as his brother unwrapped it, and
the look on his face was priceless.


"Um, Charlie," Billy said, his expression a mix of confusion and
amusement. "I, uh...um, why did you get this?"


Ry looked up from his bowl of corn flakes and spit them out trying to
stifle an outburst of laughter. Ry looked at the baffled boy and said,
"Charlie, do you know what that is?" He tried and failed to hold back
his giggling.


Offended, Charlie replied, "I'm not dumb, Ry. The ad said it was a
personal massager." Billy and Ry both giggled, which only annoyed
Charlie even more. "What?!" He snapped.


"Do you know what a personal massager is?" Billy giggled.


"Yeah," Charlie said, in a well-duh tone. "It's something that
massages you and it's just yours, so, you know, personal." His brothers
couldn't help it and laughed till they had a hard time breathing.


"What's so funny?" Rick said as he entered the kitchen.


Ry shot Billy a look of warning, not wanting Charlie to get in trouble
for making an innocent, though hilarious, mistake. However, Billy handed
their dad the long, thin box and said, "Look what Charlie got me for my
birthday."


It took a second for Rick to understand what he was holding, and when he
did, his eldest boys nearly fell out of their seats from laughing.
"Charlie," Rick asked, "Where did you get this?"


Charlie said, "I got it online."


"Ah," Rick said, "I see."


Very angry and hurt, Charlie said, "If you're going to make fun of me,
then I'll just keep it," and tried to take the box from his dad.


"I don't think so," Rick said. He looked at the teens and said,
"That's enough. He didn't know, so stop making fun of him."


"Sorry," Ry said.


"Sorry, Charlie. It's very thoughtful," Billy said, before biting his
lip to keep from laughing more.


Rick sat next to the rather wounded Charlie and said, "Little Man, I
can't give this to you. I know what it says on the box, but it isn't what
you think it is."


Frustrated, Charlie said, "Then what is it? I thought Billy might like
it--"


"Oh, he'd love it," Ry said, unable to help himself at the easy joke.


"Enough," Rick said forcefully. To Charlie, he said much more
patiently, "This is an adult toy, Charlie."


"I know. It said it's for people 18 and older, but I didn't think it
would hurt for Billy to have it."


Rick shot the teens a withering look, as he knew the set up might have
been too good for them to pass up. Not wanting to get in trouble, Billy
and Ry left their dad to have "the talk" with their baby brother.
"Okay, so, this isn't a toy. It's for adults to have sex with."


Charlie looked rather confused. He had several toys that vibrated and he
never had sex with any of them, and he was certain nobody else had
either. "I don't understand," he said.


Rick dropped his head and tried explaining how the vibrator worked. When
he got to the part about how boys put them up their butts, Charlie
decided he didn't want to hear anymore. Charlie grabbed his bag and went
to wait for the bus. Billy came back into the kitchen grinning.


"Can I have my present now?" He said.


Rick considered it and said, "I think I'll hold on to this for now." He
looked around to be sure they were alone, leaned in and kissed his son
passionately. He then said, "I think we can use this when I give you my
present."


"Yes, Daddy," Billy purred, lightly touching his father's crotch.


Brenda was asked to wait till all the boys had gone to school before
coming over. It had been about a month since she had been to Rick's
place. They had been going on dates or meeting at her apartment, instead.


Brenda found her boyfriend in his room pulling boxes out of his closet.
She walked over to the bed and grabbed a long, thin box. She looked at
the label and said, "If I would've known you had this in mind, I
would've worn something more appropriate."


Rick jumped, having been lost in his own thoughts. He looked at the box,
chuckled and said, "It's Billy's."


Brenda raised her eye brows and said, "Since when do you buy your kids
sex toys?" Rick grinned and took the box. He explained Charlie's mishap
online and said he was going to return it. "That's a shame. It looks
like a good one."


"I wouldn't know," Rick said, as he kissed Brenda. "Thanks for coming,
by the way."


"Anything I can do to get into everyone's good graces."


Rick said, "I know things have been difficult, but that comes with the
territory of dating a single parent."


"So you keep reminding me," Brenda said, taking a seat on the bed.
"But, at some point, you need to make it clear that your kids can't
dictate our love life."


"And that's why you're here," Rick said, sitting next to Brenda and
taking her by the hand. "The older boys are busy with their own lives
and relationships. Billy is going for his license today, and as soon as
he gets a job, I doubt I'll see much of him. Ry is pretty easy going and
sticks to himself. Which brings us to Charlie."


Brenda looked at Rick and said, "I understand all of that. Charlie
doesn't like me, and we both know that it probably won't ever change."


"That's definitely my fear, but I think we should at least try again.
This time, though, we go a lot slower. I think we just rushed things--"


"Rushed things? We've been together for over a year, and I was Ry's
nurse for about two years before that. I don't see how we rushed
anything."


Rick nodded his acceptance of her point. He said, "In normal
circumstances, I would totally agree, but we're not in a normal situation
with Charlie."


"Because of his PTSD, right?" Brenda asked, not bothering to hide her
skeptical tone.


"Exactly," Rick said, ignoring her microaggression. "Ever since what
happened, he doesn't adjust to change well. It has taken him since the
move to finally get a real friend at school. Hell, he slept with me for
the first year after the accident. I think we just need to be more
patient with him and move at his pace."


"You mean I need to be more patient with him," Brenda said, annoyed at
the perceived slight.


"No, both of us. I haven't exactly been father of the year. I've been
putting everyone but Charlie first, and it's taken me this long to figure
that out. I think if you and I just take things one step at a time, we
all can finally get along and go from there."


"So what do you want me to do, then?"


Rick paused and considered his words. He then said, "I think you should
apologize to him."


Incredulously, she said, "For what?! Trying to help? Looking out for his
well-being?"


"You know you were in the wrong, walking in on him while he was naked
and not leaving when he told you to."


"I see naked people all the time," Brenda said. "It's not a big deal
to me--"


"--But it's a big deal to him. If your mom's boyfriend walked in on you
when you were naked at 10-years-old, you would've freaked out too."


"That's different, and you know it."


"It isn't different. Male or female, children shouldn't be forced to be
naked in front of adults if they don't want to be. It's a violation of
their trust and privacy."


"I guess," Brenda reluctantly conceded. She didn't get his point, but
she was tired of arguing about it.


"And then there's the situation with the name calling," Rick said,
taking advantage of his lead. "Charlie has always been chubby, and I see
nothing wrong with that. His doctor says that there's nothing wrong with
him at all, and that it's just his body structure. As for the apple, he's
been allowed a piece of fruit in the afternoon since before he was in
preschool. I should've told you that, and that's my fault. But, what I
won't tolerate is his weight being used as a weapon against him. I want
you two to work things out, but if you make fun of his weight or behave
like you did that day again, we're done and there will be no second
chances."


"You're right," She said, giving Rick a plastic smile he failed to
notice.  "I shouldn't have said what I did. I was frustrated and let our
mutual aggression get the better of me. I'm sorry."


"Glad to hear that," Rick said, kissing Brenda. "Now, I just need you
to say that to Charlie."


"Fine," Brenda said. "I'll do whatever it takes to make sure we can
get back to normal."


Rick picked up Billy and Ry from school, while Will watched Charlie. He
drove the boys to the local motor vehicle department for Billy's driving
test. Billy was nervous. It was one thing to practice, but it was another
to have to drive perfectly with a stranger in the car. It didn't help
that Ry kept yelling, "Squirrel," as Billy drove to his appointment.
Rick told his eldest off, but Ry said he was just trying to help Billy
expect the unexpected.


Rick and Ry sat in the lobby, while Billy did his test. Amanda sent
several texts saying how much she missed him, despite having seen him
within the hour. Ever since his dream about Charlie, he hadn't been able
to get another erection. It bothered him a lot, since he knew it was
possible now, but he couldn't figure out how to make it happen on
purpose.


Billy came back looking defeated. Ry felt bad for the way he acted in the
car and started to apologize when Billy broke out in a smile and said he
passed. Ry called him a jerk, while Rick congratulated his lover. Once he
got his driver's license, Billy drove his dad and brother home.


"Happy Birthday, Billy," Will said, hugging his son.


"Thanks, Dad," Billy said, hugging his father.


Charlie was still annoyed at how Billy reacted to his gift and sat on the
couch pouting. Unlike the rest of his family, Will was much more mature
about the gift, explained a little better about the mistake and helped
Charlie pick out a new present for his brother.


Justin arrived around six o'clock and gave his boyfriend a present. Billy
opened it and the box read, "Car Essentials." Inside were air
fresheners, flairs, a small tool box, a tire iron, a car jack, fuses and
other useful things. Billy kissed Justin and said, "Thanks, these will
go great with the car I don't have."


"It's the thought that counts," Rick said, as he set dinner on the
table.


Everyone sat around the meal Ry and Rick prepared. Ry made spaghetti with
homemade garlic bread sticks, a salad and chocolate cake for dessert.


Charlie noticed that ever since he and Ry slept together, Ry avoided
making eye contact with him.  Ry even avoided cuddle time. The boy
wondered if it was because of this nightmare and accident. Charlie also
noticed that Justin kept looking at him. It was making him feel very
uncomfortable. He was thankful that he was sitting between his dad and
uncle.


Charlie heard the front door open and close, then a sound like
fingernails scratching a chalkboard echoed in the kitchen as it said,
"I'm sorry I'm late." Brenda came into view holding a large, wrapped
box. "I couldn't leave work early and traffic was a nightmare."


"Don't worry about it," Rick said, getting up from the table. Unlike
everyone else, he smiled at Brenda and put a chair between him and Ry.
"We just got started on dinner."


Charlie was no longer hungry, and by the looks of it, everyone else lost
their appetite, as well. Billy reluctantly opened his gift and pulled out
a box of back supporting, car seat covers. "Thanks," Billy said without
enthusiasm.


"I figured you could use those when you get your first car," Brenda
said, oblivious to lukewarm reception. "They're great for long distance
travel, and they should help with your posture, as well; you have a bit
of a slouch."


Rick and Brenda were the only ones who talked. When it was time for cake,
there was a less than enthusiastic rendition of the happy birthday song.
Billy went to blow out the candles but the flames returned. Ry had
forgotten he got trick candles, which would've been hilarious had Brenda
not come. Wanting to get the evening over with, and his dad's girlfriend
out of the house, Billy went to snuff the candles with his fingers;
unfortunately, it was at the same time Ry went to do the same. Ry's shaky
hand bumped Billy's, which sent Billy's hand into the flame of the
nearest candle. Billy let out a yelp of pain as the hot wax stuck to the
back of his hand. Brenda went into nurse mode and tried to treat the
situation like a natural disaster. Billy protested, but Rick told his son
to do what Brenda ordered. Bitter, Billy allowed Brenda to drag him over
to the sink, where she cleaned and bandaged the wound.


Billy stared daggers at his dad. He wasn't mad at Ry. He knew it was a
prank that should've been funny, but had it just been the family and
Justin, he and his brother wouldn't have tried putting out the candles.


Will had cut the cake and passed around the slices. The boys and Will ate
quickly. Will was the first to get up. He looked at Rick and said, "I'd
like to take the boys to my house for the night, since you've had them
all day."


Rick and Will had already arranged the surprise sleepover, so Will could
give Billy the used car Will had picked out. However, Rick had forgotten
until Will mentioned it. Not wanting to deny the sleepover but wanting to
get what he wanted taken care of, he said, "Sure. Yeah, you can take
Billy and Ry."


Will looked annoyed, and said, "What about Charlie? I think it would be
rather unfair for him to be left out, don't you?" Rick knew Will was
very intelligent and probably figured out his plan.


"I'll bring him over once everything is cleaned up."


Will gave a doubting look, but ushered the teens out the door. Charlie
looked hurt when Rick said that he was going to be taken over later. Once
the food was put away and dishes were done, Rick asked Charlie to come to
the living room. No, Charlie thought, but he did as he was told. His dad
and Brenda were sitting on the couch with a space between them, wide
enough for Charlie to sit. Instead, Charlie sat in his dad's chair, and
waited for the train wreck to start.


"So," Rick said, looking at his son. "How are you doing, Little Man?"


Not good, Charlie thought, but curtly said, "Fine."


"Well, I asked Brenda here, so the three of us could work on getting
along. Is that okay with you?" No, I hate her, the boy thought. He
didn't want to lie or say what he was thinking, so he just shrugged.
Mistaking it as a neutral sign, Rick continued, "I know the last time
you two were together, things didn't go well." Charlie resisted the urge
to make a snide remark. "I know I should've been more clear and with
Brenda on the rules, like the apple, and I should've helped you establish
boundaries with her, so what happened at the store wouldn't have
occurred. With that said, I think we can all agree that how you reacted
to those situations was overkill."


Unable to stop himself, Charlie barked, "You got a guard in trouble for
the way he touched Billy at the prison, so why was I over reacting when
she walked in on me naked?"


"You're right, Charlie," Brenda said. Charlie shot her a skeptical
look, as she added, "I shouldn't have walked in on you at all. I
misbehaved and I'm sorry." He didn't trust her apology. Brenda was
saying the right things, but there was something he found disingenuous
about it. "I'm also sorry for the way I acted the last time I was
here," she continued. "As the adult, I shouldn't have acted the way I
did. I should've texted your dad and asked about the apple instead of
just taking charge and assuming."


Charlie looked from Brenda to his dad and back. He knew they wanted him
to apologize, too, but he hadn't done anything wrong. "I'm not
apologizing, so stop looking at me like that."


"Charlie," Rick said, his tone shifting from patient and stern.
"Brenda apologized, and it's only right that you do the same."


"I didn't do anything wrong!" Charlie shouted. "You never listen to
me! She walked in on me. I didn't walk in on her! She called me a little
fucking bastard, a fat piggy, and said if I didn't stop eating, I'd get
so fat, they'd have to cut a hole in the wall take me to the hospital
before I die! All because I got a fucking apple! And you don't fucking
care about anyone but that stupid, fucking cunt!"


Rick slapped Charlie. It wasn't physically hard, but it was hard enough.
Charlie touched his face where his father hit him.


Everyone jumped when the front door opened, as Will walked into the
house. "Sorry to interrupt, Ry forgot his meds." He paused and looked
at the scene before him. Charlie ran to Will and threw his arms around
him, hard sobbing. "What's going on?" Will demanded, picking up the
trembling boy.


Brenda said, "I was apologizing to Charlie for my behavior. He got upset
and said some very nasty things in return."


Will looked at a shaken Rick and asked, "What happened?"


"I hit Charlie for getting upset and calling Brenda a stupid, fucking
cunt," Rick said, trying to avoid eye contact with Will.


"I see," Will said. His tone was cold and steady. He set Charlie down
and said in a nice, fatherly voice, "Can you get Ry's medications for
me? They're in his night stand. After that, I want you to pack a bag and
get into my car. Can you do that for me, please?" Charlie nodded and ran
from the room. Will stood defiant as Charlie ran about the house and out
the door. When he was certain Charlie was out of earshot, Will looked to
the adults and said, "I'm keeping the boys till Monday." Rick began to
protest, but was cut off by the frozen glare his co-parent gave him. "As
I said, I'm keeping the boys till Monday. You need to get yourself
figured out, now. The Rick I met four years ago wouldn't have treated his
sons like you have, nor would he have let the woman in his life treat
Charlie like this useless, sad-sack of a human being has."


"Watch how you talk to me," Brenda snapped.


"I'll talk to you however the hell I want, especially where my boys are
concerned, and if you have a problem with it, I can personally make sure
that nothing ever bothers you again." Will's tone was flat and without a
hint of emotion. Brenda felt the threat in her soul and understood what
Will meant behind his words. She also knew that he meant it. "So," Will
said to Rick, "I want you to take this time to figure out where your
priorities lie. If they're with the boys, I'll bring them back and we
won't have this conversation again. However, if you don't pick the boys,
I'll go for custody and make sure you won't see them again unless they
want to."


"You can't do that," Rick said, desperation heavy in his voice.


"We both know I can. Remember that I didn't lose custody of Billy. I
gave you custody. I also gave you custody of Ry. And, I helped you get
custody of Charlie. I know those documents inside and out, and I can make
sure that you lose, just like I took Dan's assets and destroyed that CPS
caseworker's career. I don't want to destroy you, Rick, but I will if you
leave me no other choice." With that, Will walked out of the house and
pulled out of the driveway.


Rick found it hard to breathe. He watched Will in court on more than one
occasion and knew that Will was a formittable lawyer, even ruthless. Rick
was too shaken by Will's callous demeanor, and he wondered if he had seen
what Will had been hiding behind his annoying grin all along.


"With support like that, I can see why Charlie behaves the way he
does," Brenda said, seemingly unbothered by Will's threat.


"What?" Rick said, unable to believe what he was hearing.


"Look at the way Will coddled him! You told Will what Charlie had called
me, and the man didn't even acknowledge it! Clearly, Will is undermining
your authority with Charlie." Brenda stood up, grabbed her purse and
walked towards the door. "By the way," she said, as she put on her
coat, "This is why I reacted to Charlie the way I did. He knew he could
push my buttons and get away with it. I apologized and he still treated
me like trash. I'll text you tomorrow, okay?" Brenda closed the door
behind her, leaving Rick an emotional wreck.


***Coming Soon, Chapter 19***