Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2017 21:46:45 -0400
From: GH Jock <ghjock8@gmail.com>
Subject: Helping My Step-Son - Chapter 17

Helping My Step-Son

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Chapter 17

Nick placed a hand on my shoulder as we walked to the kitchen. "Thanks for
making this happen, buddy. It was real fucking hot."

I responded, "Yeah, it was. And I'm sure it is helpful to Jeremy."

He gave my shoulder a squeeze, "Hey man, if this is what it's like to help
your son, I'm all in!" He paused a moment, then asked, "How's he doing? Is
he still upset about the incident?"

I retrieved the lemonade and vodka and began pouring our drinks. "He has
his good days and his bad days. To be honest, he's having the hardest time
dealing with the guilt about the other guy. He was a minister, right?"

Nick sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. I glanced over and saw
his limp dick resting against his leg. I was surprised to see it was nearly
as long when it was soft as it was when it was hard. He gave his balls a
scratch as he responded, "Yeah, Bryce is a genuine man of the cloth. Why is
Jeremy feeling guilty about him?"

I leaned against the counter next to him, "He doesn't understand why he got
off with just a warning but Minister Bryce didn't. He has been in contact
with the man and is aware of how this whole thing is ruining his life."

Nick took a huge swallow of his drink, but didn't say anything.

I realized I might be dangerously close to crossing a line, but I had made
a promise to Jeremy, so I was going to see it through. "I know it's not my
place to ask this, but is there anything, anything at all, that you can do
to help the man?"

He placed his drink on the counter and crossed his arms, letting them lie
at the top of his belly. Still not saying a damned thing.

I had crossed a line. And I potentially had ruined what had been a very fun
morning up until that point. I stepped away from the counter and said,
"Sorry, Nick. I shouldn't have brought it up. It's just that Jeremy is so
upset about it that I had to try. Forget I asked, man."

He grabbed my arm and said, "Hey, I get it. I feel guilty about it too. If
the alert hadn't come to my phone, all three of us literally would have
been caught with our pants down."

"Who alerted you?" I had been curious about that since Jeremy had told me
the story.

He grinned, "I'm in charge of sex crimes. We're not big enough to have an
entire division dedicated to them, and there aren't all that many sex
crimes in our area. But, when one is reported, I receive an alert."

I gave him an incredulous look, "Convenient for you, eh?"

He chuckled, "Yeah, it actually is." His smile disappeared and he became
serious, "Jeremy and Minister Bryce should have had enough time to get
safely into the stalls. Lambry went too far. He didn't catch them in the
act and yet his report is filled with details that claim he did. I couldn't
say anything to refute his story without revealing that I had been there
before he arrived."

I nodded, still wishing he'd say he could help the minister.

He became quiet as he stared into my eyes. We stood there for nearly a
minute before he said, "I can't give you any details. But I will say this,
something is about to go down. And the minister will benefit from it."

I opened my mouth to ask what he meant, but he raised a hand to stop me,
"No, Clint. I can't say a thing. It will happen soon enough." Then, as if
it were an afterthought, he added, "If Jeremy's in touch with Bryce, tell
him to give him this advice: Keep denying that it even happened. When this
is all over, his insistence that he was falsely arrested is going to be
important."

"Thanks, Nick. I will tell him." I was glad there was hope, even if I
didn't understand exactly what it was.

The cop grabbed his balls, then put his fingers to his nose. "Damn! I smell
like sex. I need to take that shower."

I pointed to the bathroom and said, "It's all yours. Use one of the hanging
towels."

I headed back to the living room to do a little cleaning up while Nick
showered. The video was still playing and what was on the screen caught my
attention. There were four guys in a wooded area. It was fall or winter, as
they were dressed in long pants and had jackets on. The camera was
stationary, so it must have been placed on a rock or something. All the
guys had pulled their cocks through their flies and were stroking
them. Although I couldn't see any faces, it was clear that the one with the
big uncut dick was Nick. One of the guys got to his knees and began sucking
the policeman's cock. He couldn't have been more than 17 or 18 years
old. He was wearing jeans, a red flannel shirt and a letterman's jacket. He
had short wavy black hair, light skin, thick eyebrows and a face that
resembled a bulldog. He was beefy, very possibly a high school wrestler.

My cock was hardening as I watched the action on the screen. I began
jacking it, coaxing it to get fully hard.

The high school athlete worshipped Nick's cock for a little while. Then one
of the other men waved his cock in front of the boy's face and he switched
to sucking it. Over the next couple minutes, the teenager sucked each of
the three men. When he returned to Nick's dick, the cop nudged him to stand
up. The boy turned around and lowered his pants. Nick then knelt and began
eating the wrestler's thick meaty ass.

Now fully hard, I decided to sit on the couch and really enjoy the show. I
slowly stroked my cock and played with one of my nipples as I watched Nick
feast on the boy's ass while the two other men watched them. Then Nick
stood and lined his cock up to the boy's hole. The letterman retrieved
something from his jacket pocket and held it to his nose. Nick began
pushing forward. It took a long time, but he eventually got it all the way
in and began fucking.

I was getting into a good jack off session, watching Nick's cock slide in
and out of the teenager's ass, when the real Nick came into the living
room. He was buck naked as he dried his big hairy body. I looked toward him
and released my cock.

He laughed, "Don't stop on my account. In fact, I think I'll join ya."

He sat down right next to me on the couch and started stroking his own
meat. It was awesome to see his big cock in person while watching it on the
screen.

I asked, "How many videos have you made?"

He shrugged, "A few dozen. I keep adding to the collection."

I suddenly panicked, "You didn't film us at any point today, did you?"

He placed his free hand on my thigh, "Nah, buddy, I wouldn't do that. Do
you wish I had?"

In a way, I did. It would have been nice to be able to re-watch our earlier
session. Maybe late at night all by myself down in my study. Or maybe
together with Jeremy in his room, both of us re-enacting some of it while
watching it. I shrugged, "Maybe."

He took my cock out of my hand and started stroking it. "Next time we get
together, I'll bring the camera. You'll let me know if you want me to film
it."

I reached over and grasped his cock. "Sounds hot, but dangerous."

He gave a contended sigh as I began stroking him, "I'll edit it afterward,
blurring our faces and anything else that makes us identifiable. I keep the
videos on an encrypted drive, but you can never be too careful."

He pinched one of my nipples with the fingers of his free hand. "You're a
sexy man, Clint. I can see why Jeremy is so head over heels for you."

I smiled. I liked both the compliment and the observation about Jeremy's
feelings for me. I replied, "You're pretty hot yourself." I laughed and
said, "I'm not used to saying that to guys yet."

Nick ran his hand over my chest and said, "Go at your own pace, buddy."

He then bent over and sucked my cock into this mouth. I chuckled.

He looked up at me and asked, "What's so funny?"

I shrugged, "It's just surprising to see you doing that. I hadn't pegged
you for a cocksucker before today."

He held my cock up and looked at the shaft, "Don't knock it until you've
tried it. I never thought I'd enjoy sucking cock, but as soon as I tasted
the first one, I was hooked. You ought to try it sometime. You might
actually like it." He wrapped his lips around my pole and resumed sucking.

I suspected he might be right. I had licked Jeremy's cockhead and his shaft
already, what would be so bad about letting it enter my mouth? I scrunched
my nose. No, despite one side of my mind telling me I might enjoy it, the
other side still found it distasteful. Even though I had two prime examples
of masculine men who unashamedly enjoyed sucking cock - Ryan and Nick - I
was still constrained by my lifelong aversion to the act and what it would
mean.

I placed my hand on the police officer's head as he hungrily fed on my
meat. His mouth felt good on my hard cock. He wasn't as good a cocksucker
as Jeremy or Chris, but I wasn't about to complain. I could easily see
myself shooting another load into his cum-hungry throat if he kept doing
what he was doing.

After a few moments, he looked up at me, eyes filled with lust and lips
shiny with saliva and said, "Fucking sweet married cock. Married man
sucking married man. So fucking hot." He resumed sucking.

I nodded as my cock released a stream of pre-cum. He was right. It was
fucking hot. So hot that I was tempted to return the favor. But then the
thought of trying to fit his huge cock into my mouth was too much. I
flinched and gasped.

Nick pulled his mouth off my cock and asked, "Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, "No. Just trying to imagine what it would be like to suck
your dick. It's... um... too fucking big."

He gave me a smile and said, "Yeah, my cock's not made for first-timers."

He held my baby maker up and began licking my balls. I watched him, still
amazed that a man, whose appearance and mannerisms gave the impression that
he was undeniably straight, was enjoying feasting on another man's cock and
balls. Then I thought back to the lust that had driven me to lick Jeremy's
balls and his shaft. I couldn't deny that I had liked it. No, to be
truthful, I had more than liked it. I had loved it. It had been
exhilarating to have my son's cum factories in my mouth. It had been mind
blowing to lick the underside of his teenage cock as it was filling his
schoolmate's ass with his seed.

Before sucking in my cock again, Nick said, "I bet ya Jeremy's would be the
perfect cock to learn on."

I nodded. I knew I would suck my step-son's cock at some point. Despite my
ingrained aversion to the idea, I knew deep down I wanted to do it. I had
kissed the boy; I head eaten his ass; I had eaten his tasty cum. Hell, I
even planned on fucking him when the moment was right. Surely sucking his
teenage cock would be no worse than any of those acts.

Over the next couple minutes, I watched the movie intently while I enjoyed
the blow job the beefy cop was giving me. The feeling of his mouth on my
cock was awesome, but what was turning me on more was the sight of the
public sex on the screen. Watching Nick fuck the high school athlete was
making me think of Jeremy and me. I was getting excited by the thought of
being with my step-son in the woods, pulling his pants down and fucking his
beautiful bubble butt while other men stood by watching. Damn! The idea of
putting on a show with Jeremy was such a turn-on.

Then, as if he knew I was thinking of him, Jeremy said from upstairs, "What
the heck? Why didn't you guys tell us you were ready to go again?"

Nick stopped sucking me and sat back up. I turned to look at the boys. They
were walking down the stairs with towels wrapped around their waists. I
smiled at the sight of my boy. I had been enjoying the physical contact
with Nick immensely, but it was good to see my son again. As the
schoolmates reached the bottom of the stairs, they walked over to us. Chris
knelt between Nick's legs and sucked in his long dick. Jeremy knelt in
front of me and sucked in mine.

I sighed as I was prepared to settle in for a ball-blasting blow job.

After the boys had been sucking us for a few minutes, Nick nudged Chris to
stand up. The boy did so and Nick pulled him onto the couch and released
his towel. Chris was on his knees, his teenage cock only inches from the
cop's mouth. Then Nick grabbed the boy's shaft in one hand and placed the
other on his little ass. He pulled the kid forward as he took the 6" cock
into his mouth.

I watched in awe as I saw the big man suck the boy's prick. It was the
opposite of what I had so far expected from sexual encounters with men and
boys. The boys sucked the men. And sometimes the men sucked the men. But
right in front of my eyes, a big burly masculine man was sucking the cock
of a tall skinny adolescent boy. It was turning me on.

I felt my cock get harder in Jeremy's mouth. I glanced down at him and he
pulled off my cock and smiled. I looked at Nick and Chris again. Nick had
pulled Chris's cock from his mouth and was stroking it. The beefy cop
looked over at me and nodded toward Jeremy.

I knew he was suggesting I do the same for Jeremy. My heart sped up as I
considered the suggestion. Was I ready to cross that line? Was I ready to
accept all that it would mean?

I was.

I gently nudged Jeremy, asking him to stand up. His eyes opened wide in
surprise. I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but I thought I saw him
trembling slightly. He stood, then I motioned for him to get on the
couch. He got into the same position as Chris, on his knees, with his
crotch near my face.

I stared at the bulge his cock was making in the towel. I thought about how
close his cock was to my mouth. It was still covered by the towel, but that
was only a technicality. Just one quick tug and his cock would bounce out
and hit me on the cheek. My eyes were glued to the bulge.

I tugged on the towel and it fell to the couch.

His big adolescent cock hit my cheek.

I stuck out my tongue and licked it.

I heard my son gasp as I licked it again and grasped it with my hand. I
held it in place as I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his pink
head. I had one moment of hesitation, just one moment in which my mind
cried out, `Do not do this! Only gay men suck dick!' But that moment passed
and the thought was replaced by, `I want to suck my son's cock. I want to
make him feel as good as he makes me feel.'

I closed my eyes and I allowed his cock to enter my mouth for the first
time. Although I had jacked his teenage meat and even had licked the shaft
and head, its shape and texture felt foreign to me. It was a long hard
object covered in skin. The head was spongy. The skin tasted of soap. His
veins felt like hard ridges to my tongue. All of these sensations were new
to me.

I will be honest; I didn't like it at first. It wasn't a bad experience. It
just wasn't stimulating for me. My only motivation to continue was the
thought that, if I kept it up long enough, I would make Jeremy cum. It
wasn't pleasurable to me, but that didn't matter. If it made my amazing
step-son feel good, I would do it. He deserved it.

Some of Jeremy's pre-cum oozed into my mouth. The taste was familiar. It
was one I had begun craving the last few days. I realized then that there
was another good thing about blowing my son – I would get a fresh batch
of his baby batter. I hungered for his cum, so that made the effort even
more worthwhile.

I then opened my eyes. At first, I only saw the bottom of my boy's shaft
and his blond pubes. Then I turned my gaze upward until I saw his beautiful
face. My little man with his gray wolf-like eyes, his blond hair, his
maturing body. He was so fucking sexy, so fucking hot, so fucking
perfect. And I was giving him pleasure. I was sucking on his long thin
cock, making him feel good. His manhood was inside my mouth. My mouth was
doing to his cock what his mouth had done to mine so many times.

I realized quickly that I was beginning to like it. I mean it. Really
fucking like it.

Within seconds, my whole attitude about sucking his cock changed. I was no
longer just going through the motions, holding out until it was over. No, I
was enjoying the feeling of his cock in my mouth. Enjoying the knowledge
that it was my son's cock I was hungrily sucking. And when I say
`hungrily,' I mean it. I switched into full cocksucker mode and began
giving it my all.

I tried to focus on keeping my teeth from scraping his skin, but I knew I
failed. He didn't complain. On the contrary, he was stunned into inaction
as he watched his step-father devour his adolescent cock.

I grabbed his amazing butt cheeks and I held him in place as I moved my
head forward and back, sucking his cock in and out of my virgin mouth. I
couldn't take much of his dick. I gagged on it when it hit the back of my
mouth. After a few tries, I gave up and sucked in only as much as I could
take. I was as fearful of being a disappointment with my oral skills as I
was with my anal ones. But, I found out quickly that, despite the
substandard blow job I was giving him, my son was nevertheless turned on.

I looked up into his eyes and saw him staring down at me in disbelief. I
stifled a chuckle as I was tempted to release his cock and say, `You think
*you're* surprised? How do you think I'm feeling?' But I resisted the
urge. Now that Jeremy's perfect teenage dick was in my mouth, I didn't want
to let it out. Something inside me had clicked and I was like a dog with a
bone. It was in my mouth and it was going to stay there.

Nick's voice broke my concentration, "Like the taste of your son's cock
there, buddy?"

I closed my eyes and nodded. I couldn't believe I was admitting it. But it
was true. I did like it. I liked the feeling of it in my mouth. I liked the
taste of the pre-cum that leaked out of the head every few moments. I liked
knowing it was my son's cock inside my mouth. I liked looking up at Jeremy
and seeing the expression of pleasure on his face while he watched his cock
slide in and out of my mouth. I liked the whole fucking experience. I had
to admit it. I really liked sucking dick.

I finally pulled it out of my mouth. "Fuck yeah. You were right. I just had
to try it."

I then held Jeremy's perfect penis up and studied every inch of it. Finally
allowing myself to look closely at it and admire it. It was beautiful. I
chuckled, surprised that I would even think of that term in relation to a
cock. But it was exactly what I was thinking. His cock was beautiful and I
wanted it inside my mouth again.

I looked up at Jeremy and asked, "How am I doing?"

He grinned. "Oh my god, Clint. You're... it's... oh my god!"

I smiled. That answer was perfect. I knew I was giving him an amateur blow
job. But I also knew that it didn't matter. To Jeremy, the only thing that
mattered was that I was trying. I made a mental note to practice as much as
possible so I could someday give him the type of blow job he deserved.

I wrapped my lips around his teenage cock and resumed sucking him. I was
still gagging and still scratching him with my teeth, but I did my best to
minimize both of those.

Chris stepped off the couch and Nick slid down so he was sitting on the
floor, his back against the foot of the couch. The boy then began fucking
the cop's face in a standing position. I was glad that they had moved, as I
could now see them while I wasn't staring at my step-son's pubic hair.

Nick pulled Chris's cock from his mouth and said, "Look at this fucking
sight. Two fathers sucking our sons' dicks. Thanking our boys for all the
pleasure they give us."

I moaned. He had hit the nail on the head yet again. Jeremy had done so
much for me, always concerned about my pleasure. I was returning that
favor, thanking him for all that he had done.

Jeremy extracted his cock from my mouth and pushed his balls to my lips. I
happily licked them and sucked each into my mouth. They were already
pulling up against his body, so I knew he was getting close.

I then heard Chris grunt. I looked his way and saw Nick's red face as he
did his best to breathe while his `son' filled his mouth with his
adolescent cream. Chris's face was contorted in restrained exhilaration as
he tried to maintain his balance while giving in to the pleasure of the
orgasm.

Nick eventually pulled the boy's cock from his mouth. He turned toward me
and stuck out his tongue. It was covered in slimy ball juice. He then
pulled his tongue in and swallowed hard. "Damn! I love the taste of cum!"

I chuckled. I wasn't sure I was a cum lover, but I knew I liked
Jeremy's. And I was hungry for it. I turned back to Jeremy's cock and
sucked it back in. After a few moments, I placed a finger against my son's
sensitive hole. His body tensed up immediately.

He placed his hands on my arms and said, "I'm going to cum."

Moments later, I felt the first volley of cum. It hit the back of my throat
and made me gag. My instincts told me to pull off, but I held firm, intent
on taking all he could give me.

His loads, as I have mentioned several times before, were huge. And this
one was no exception. As his warm nut butter filled my mouth, I tried to
swallow as much as I could, but I couldn't keep up with the flood. I had to
allow some of it to leak out the sides of my mouth. I was amazed at how
much jizz Jer was producing. I understood why his balls were so large and
low-hanging. They needed to be that big to store all that fucking cum.

After nearly drowning me with his teenage spunk, his cock finally stopped
pulsing. His balls were empty. He pulled out, "My head is sensitive." I
watched his pearly white cock, with its pink head, withdraw from my
mouth. I stared at it in amazement as I realized all the spit on it was
mine. I actually had sucked his cock. I actually had swallowed his potent
teenage sperm straight from the source.

I looked up into his eyes. He was just standing there, looking down at me,
with his softening cock dangling inches from my face. We said nothing, both
of us in equal states of shock at what had just happened. I then pulled him
down and kissed him. That kiss felt like the most intense yet. My mind was
reeling with lustful and romantic thoughts at the same time. I wanted to
suck him off again, while at the same time, I wanted to kiss him and hold
him and tell him how much he meant to me. I suspected by the intensity of
his kisses and the strength with which he was holding me that he was
experiencing very similar feelings.

Nick then said, "OK, boys. It's time for you to return the favor. Time to
show your dads how much you appreciate what we just did for you."

Jeremy and Chris looked at each other and smiled. Then they switched
places. I would later realize they had planned this while they were
upstairs. But in that moment, I was surprised that they changed partners so
naturally.

Nick got back onto the couch and moved right up next to me. Our legs and
shoulders were touching. He then held both our cocks up and said, "Get to
it, boys. Time's a-wastin'."

Jeremy and Chris both dropped to their knees and sucked our cocks into
their mouths. I was glad to be inside Chris's mouth again. He was such a
cute red-headed kid. I liked seeing his pink lips wrap themselves around my
thick meat and slowly take it in. I sighed appreciatively and said, "Oh
yeah, boy. That feels amazing."

I glanced over at Jeremy and saw him once again feasting on Nick's big
uncut dick. I smiled. I knew how much my son loved sucking the man's
dick. I was glad he could do it again.

I then looked at Nick. His face was inches from mine. He gave me a grin,
then he wrapped his arm around my neck and pulled me closer to him. He
placed his other hand on my chest and began feeling every inch of it,
stopping to pinch my nipples every few moments.

Nick whispered in my ear, "You're so fucking sexy, Clint. I'll come back
any time to help you keep Jeremy satisfied."

I reached over and began feeling his chest too. I liked how big and hairy
the man was. His hyper-masculinity was a turn on for me. I whispered back,
"I look forward to it."

Both of us spent the next couple minutes exploring each other's torso as
our boys sucked our daddy dicks. Then Nick gently pulled my head toward his
and he kissed me. I had a flashback to the time he and I had fooled around
with Dale. I hadn't been ready to kiss him then, but I definitely was ready
now. I spread my lips and found his tongue waiting for mine. I moaned as I
tasted the cop's cum-flavored mouth. I realized that I was tasting Chris's
cum for the first time. I also realized that Nick was tasting Jeremy's cum,
but almost surely not for the first time.

Within moments, I became an animal, kissing the man like I wanted to eat
him. I hadn't realized until then how powerfully the man turned me on. He
exuded masculinity. He didn't have the perfectly sculpted body that Joseph
had, but he didn't need it. He was amazingly sexy just by the mere fact
that he wasn't perfect. He was just a man and I loved the feeling of his
body.

I was getting close. The kissing, the touching, the sucking and the movie
on the screen were all pushing me over the edge. I began taking short
breaths as my orgasm drew closer. Nick clasped my hand in his and I felt
his wedding ring. In that moment, I was reminded that I was with another
married man who had children of his own. That thought pushed me over the
edge. I groaned as I released my cream into Chris's mouth.

Nick asked, "Are you feeding my son?"

I nodded.

He said, "Oh fuck yeah, then I'm going to feed yours."

He pulled my head down to his chest and pushed my mouth onto his nipple. I
knew what he wanted, so I sucked it in and bit it gently. He pressed my
head hard against his chest and said, "Harder. You can bite harder."

I did and then I heard Jeremy choke. The man was cumming, feeding my
cum-hungry son. I wanted to watch, but Nick held me tightly against his
chest. I was powerless to move until the big man's orgasm ended. When it
did, he eased up on my head, then let out a loud, "Woop!"

I fell back against the couch, thinking the encounter was over. But there
was one more part of the boys' plan that was left to play out. Both boys
stood up and switched places again. Jeremy sat on my lap and brought his
lips to mine. As soon as I parted my lips and allowed his tongue in, I felt
the load of man juice slide onto my tongue. Nick's man juice. Inside my
mouth. I swirled it around with my tongue, enjoying the salty taste. I
swallowed it down. I then searched Jeremy's mouth for more and was happy to
find remnants of it still on his tongue.

Satisfied that I had drunk as much of Nick's cream as was available to me,
I settled into a loving kiss, holding my son tightly.

Nick said, "Your cream was just as good the second time." Chris must have
fed the cop my load, just like Jeremy had fed his to me. "Did you like
mine, buddy?"

I broke the kiss and said, "Eh. Not as tasty as my son's, but I could get
used to it."

The police officer laughed and punched me in the shoulder. He then stood up
and said, "As much as I'd like to stick around for round three, Chris and I
need to get going."

I could have gone for a third round too. But Nick was right. It was time to
clean up and return to reality.

We wiped our cocks dry, then the four of us got dressed. We cleaned up the
house, removing all signs of our encounter. Jeremy gathered up the sheets
and towels and placed them next to the washer. He would do the laundry;
Beth would never notice the extra dirty linens.

I was sad when the movie was turned off and Nick put away his encrypted
thumb drive. I hoped I could see it again sometime. So many of the scenes
had been beyond thrilling.

We walked the `father and son' to the door and gave them handshakes before
sending them on their way. Nick and I promised to text one another to set
up another session.

As soon as Jeremy and I were alone, we fell into each other's arms. We
kissed and held each other for several minutes, neither of us wanting to
let go.

Jeremy was the first to speak, "I can't believe you sucked me. You didn't
have to do that."

I hugged him tightly, "I know I didn't. I wanted to. And I think I liked
it." I paused, then added, "I want to do it again sometime. You know, just
to make sure I really did like it."

Jeremy laughed, "Any time!" After a short pause, he asked, "So how did the
talk with Nick go?"

I released our embrace and began turning the family pictures back over as I
explained to Jeremy what Nick had said. When I finished, I could see the
look of relief on his face, though I knew he was just as unsure as I
was. Neither of us knew exactly what Nick was unwilling to tell us, but
felt hopeful that the man was telling us the truth. Everything would end up
all right.

We sat back on the couch. I pulled my son close to me and we held each
other quietly for a few minutes. I then said, "So Chris showing up was a
bit of a surprise. But you guys seemed to get along well."

He shrugged, "Yeah, he's pretty cool. I never really paid attention to him
before."

I rubbed his arm, "You think he's someone you could date?"

Jeremy tensed up and moved out of my embrace. With a distressed look on his
face, he said, "What? I don't... It's you..."

The doorbell rang and we both jumped. Although no one could see us, we were
suddenly afraid of being caught. Jeremy headed upstairs while I walked to
the door. I pulled the curtain aside to see who it was. Gordon, one of our
next-door neighbors, was standing on the porch. I wondered what the hell he
could want.

End of Chapter 17.