Date: Fri, 26 Aug 2022 06:37:57 +0000 (UTC) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 102 Nifty: Please add this chapter to my story under your "Gay - Incest" section. Thank you. Copyright 2003, 2022 Thomas Gaige. All Rights Reserved. This story is protected under US copyright law. No part of it may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants www.nifty.org and its mirror sites permission to post the story on their websites. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! My Step-Brother Jacob Chapter 102 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- After Grandma had returned to the States, we began to try an pick up the pieces, without Elizabeth, and resumed as normal a lifestyle as we could. Jacob returned to school, and Andy and I returned to University. Andy resumed his position at Fletcher's, but with a slightly modified schedule, and I began playing at the Bell & Crown again on Friday nights, and on certain special occasions, when George requested me to play an extra evening, if our schedules permitted it. The three of us had arranged our school and work schedules, so that between us, we were able to take care of Austin, without having to hire a babysitter or Nanny. A couple of the girls we'd gone to high school with, who were good friends of Laney, did offer to sit for us whenever we needed. We promised to give them a call, when and if we needed their help. Within a couple weeks, we'd all settled into a routine, that seemed to be working for us. Even Jack fell into a routine. In the morning, he'd get up along with all of us, and as long as someone was watching Jack, he would go outside for a while to do his business and get some air. Then, he'd come in and eat, while we were feeding Austin a bottle. The two would take a morning nap together then! And most times when Austin needed a diaper change, Jack went out to water a bush, and had a bite to eat and a drink. Then they'd nap together again! And so Austin's and Jack's schedule went each day. The only break Jack took, was when Jacob would take him on a walk through the pathways through the woods, up in the park in the late afternoon each day, while Andy was home with Austin. And although we sorely missed Elizabeth, especially Jacob, I could tell that our immediate grief was beginning to dissipate to some degree. * * * On the other side of the Atlantic, from phone calls I had with Grandma, the twins, Boner, and Laney, it sounded as if things were returning to some sense of normalcy as well. The twins were in school of course, and were still crabbing about their schoolwork, but otherwise, they were behaving Grandma. Grandma was getting a break from the boys while they were in school all day, so she resumed some of the activities she enjoyed - volunteering at the hospital, taking part in some senior citizen activities, and of course going to lunch or shows with her friends. Once Grandma returned home, Laney returned to New York, but not before giving Boner an ultimatum. Steve had driven her to the train station, and as he leaned in to kiss her good-bye, she allowed the kiss, but then, once they'd parted, she frowned and looked him in the eye and had said "I do care about you a great deal Steve, but I cannot be anyone's number two woman. It's either number one and only, or nothing. I also hate what we've been doing to Cindy, even though she's unaware of it. She deserves better, and you know it. I know you do. So, think hard about what, or better put, who, you really want to spend your life with. And, only if you can commit to me, and only me, then call me. Otherwise Steve, please don't call me again." With that, she turned on her spike heels, and climbed aboard the train, leaving poor Steve staring miserably after her. After Laney was gone, Steve returned to Grandma's house to pick up a bag he'd accidentally left behind. When he arrived, the twins were still at school. Grandma invited him in for a cup of coffee. Not having anything to do for a couple hours, Steve accepted. Once they'd sat down though, and he realized Grandma had an agenda, he wished he'd skipped her offer. "So," Grandma said, looking over the rim of her coffee cup at him. "What's going on with you Steve?" "Wh-what do you mean?" Steve asked, looking nervously at her. "I think you know what I'm referring to... when you arrived here to take care of the twins while I went to London, you were still with Cindy. But, when I came home, you were literally playing house with Laney! I've been around long enough, and I'm not blind. I'm also not prude, nor do I judge others. I know you and Laney have been intimate while I was away. And, I'm OK with that. But - I can also see that neither you nor Laney seem happy. And I can't help wondering, what happened to Cindy? Steven, I can tell you're miserable, and I think it's because you're involved with two women at once. I want you to know, you can talk with me, about anything, if you want, and I'll do my utmost to help you try and figure out a solution to your problem. So... do you want to tell me what's going on?" she asked. By the time Grandma had finished her little speech, poor Steve was staring at her with a haunted, and pained look on his face. It was clear to Grandma that he was in fact miserable. Steve just sat staring at her, not sure what to say. "Well?" she asked, reaching out and touching his hand, causing him flinch slightly. Finally, Steve broke his silence, and he said, in a slightly choked voice, "I-it's not that I don't appreciate your offer to help... I really do appreciate it.... it's just that, well, the situation is more complicated than you realize." "It's OK Sweetie! You can tell me the rest," she said. Steve stared helplessly at her for a moment, then in a rasping voice, he said, "I really can't. I'm sorry. I-it'll all work out. I promise." "Well, I know it will all work out in the end, but... maybe I can help you to get to that end a little more quickly," Grandma pressed. Finally, Steve gave in and asked "Have you ever been in love with more than one person at the same time, and didn't know how to choose which person you wanted to be with the most? Not to mention, not knowing how to not hurt the ones you don't choose!" Grandma thought for a moment, and finally said, "Well, no. I can see now why you're so miserable... but... did you just say you don't know how to tell 'THE ONES' that you've chosen someone else?" "Um... like I said, it's more complicated than you realize," Steve said. "You mean there's another girl besides Cindy and Laney that you're involved with as well?" Grandma asked, looking daunted. "Um... sort of," Steve said, and he tinged pink, as Grandma studied him more closely. "Oh dear!" Grandma said, and for once, she had nothing further to say... and that was the one time Steve wished she did! Quickly, and silently then, Boner finished his coffee, got up, and thanked Grandma, then took off out the back door, leaving Grandma looking sadly after him. * * * As Steve drove away, not knowing where to go or what to do, he finally pointed his car toward the beach and punched the accelerator, causing his tires to squeal for a second, as his car lurched forward from a dead stop. When Steve got to the shore, he parked, and headed off through the dunes, down to the beach. Thankfully, because school was in session, other than a lone old man with a metal detector, who was off in the distance, swinging the detector back and forth as he walked further away from the spot Steve was at, there was nobody else on the beach. Sighing, Steve trudged to a nearby Life Guard's chair, climbed up, sat down, and stared out to sea, trying to think about nothing. He wasn't successful. All he could think about was his quandary over who to choose - Cindy, Laney, or Julian. Steve sat thinking, staring out to sea for a long time. Finally, he frowned, then sighed and got up, and climbed down from the chair, grunting softly as he dropped down onto the sand. Although he wasn't completely happy with his decision, he had decided what he was going to do. Quickly he walked back to his car, got in, and headed to Cindy's house. When he arrived at Cindy's house, she was home. And not knowing anything about the secret, inner turmoil Steve had been going through, although not being happy that he'd been sharing a house with Laney, while babysitting the boys for Grandma while she was in England, was very happy to see him, and seeing him grinning at her, although not realizing he was forcing the grin, welcomed him with open arms. And so, Steve resumed his relationship with Cindy, vowing silently to himself to avoid both Laney and Julian as best he could going forward. That evening, Steve took Cindy out to dinner, which was enjoyable. Then, they went to their favorite parking spot on the beach, and took a blanket down to the dunes, spread it out, and laid down. They started kissing, and soon their hands were all over each other. And a few minutes later, they were ripping each other's pants open, and Boner mounted Cindy, and made fast, furious - almost desperate love to her. Both got off quickly. Cindy was ecstatically happy, and although Steve had enjoyed it, and he grinned at Cindy, and hugged her tight to him, when she couldn't see his face, he let his true emotions show... he was still unhappy. While the sex had been OK, it wasn't as good as with Laney, and not nearly as good as it was with Julian. Steve frowned, and his eyes smarted, and his lips trembled for a moment. Finally though, he pushed all his thoughts from his mind, and rolled off Cindy, and flopped down on his back, and the two laid there, half naked, staring up at the stars, as she prattled on happily to him, oblivious of his inner misery. * * * Around the same time that evening, in New York City, Laney, was laying on her bed at her parent's home, thinking over the day's events. "Damn it all to Bloody Hell!" she gasped softly, as tears welled in her eyes. "If he'd wanted me, he would've followed me and would be here with me right now!" She sniffled then, and a tear trickled down her cheek. A moment later, somewhat angrily she wiped it away, and muttered, "Well, that Arse has no idea what he's missing out on!" With that, she snuffled one last time, and reached for the remote and flipped on the TV, and began searching for something to watch. * * * At the same time, down the hall from Laney's room, Harry lay on his bed, wondering why he hadn't heard from Jacob in a couple days, and more importantly, why Jacob hadn't even responded to his e-mails. Was something wrong? As he lay there, an image of Jacob's beautiful ass came into his mind, and he couldn't help imagining how awesome it was whenever he buried his face between Jacob's cheeks, and plunged his tongue in and out of Jacob's tight boy pussy. Naturally, within seconds he was rock hard. Quickly he got up, stepped over to his door, and twisted the lock. Then smiling slightly to himself, he quickly stripped, then returned to his bed, and reached in his nightstand drawer for a bottle of lotion he kept there. A few seconds later, he sighed contentedly as he began rapidly sliding his hand up and down his well-lotioned dick. Again, he began thinking about Jacob. This time however, he wasn't eating out Jacob's ass. This time, he was laying on stop of Jacob, who was laying face down, with a pillow under his hips. Harry's hard, well-lubed cock was sliding rapidly in and out of Jacob, who was moaning passionately, and squirming with pleasure under him. It took only a few minutes of daydreaming about fucking Jacob, before Harry's orgasm began building. He closed his eyes, and began to quicken his pace a little, and within seconds, his nostrils were flaring, and his face and chest were tinged red, as his blood pressure and heart rate quickened. Pre-cum began to drool from Harry's piss slit, as he began to imagine Jacob's orgasm was building. A few seconds later, in his mind he heard Jacob gasp, and felt his sphincter tighten around his cock, as Jacob began cumming. In an instant Harry's own orgasm began, and gasping, he blew a huge streak of semen through the air. It was good that his eyes were still closed, as some of it landed on his right eye. Harry closed his eyes more tightly, so his semen didn't leak into his eye, causing a stinging reaction. At the same time he continued swiftly beating off, spasming joyously over and over several times, as he blew more and more cum all over his torso and belly. When his orgasm finally ended, he stopped pumping his cock, and gently slid his hand up and down a couple more times, pulling the bit of residual jism from his urethra. It drooled down his dick and over his thumb. Finally he stopped, and let go of his penis, and reached for his boxers, which he used to clean his hands off, then he used a dry area to clear the semen off his eyelid. Finally, he opened his eyes, and then cleaned himself up completely. When he was done, he put his wet boxers in his hamper, took a new pair from his dresser drawer, and pulled them on, and redressed. Then he stepped over to his door, unlocked it. Then he returned to his bed, and lay down again, staring up at the ceiling. Although he felt good physically after his orgasm, emotionally, he was still nervous that something was wrong with Jacob, and sad that he wasn't in England to go over to the house and see what was up. He got up and stepped over to his desk and logged into his e-mail - still no response from Jacob. Finally, he picked up the phone and dialed Jacob's mobile phone... again it went to voice mail. "Are you alright? Is anything wrong? Why aren't you answering me?" He said in his message. "Please call me, or e-mail me! I love you!" Sadly then, Harry went and laid on his bed again, and his eyes began to smart, as they filled with tears. "Fuck!" Harry, whined softly to himself, and he allowed himself to weep softly for a moment. Finally, he wiped his eyes, snuffled, and rolled onto his side. A few minutes later he drifted off into a troubled sleep. * * * Across the country, Julian, was unaware that Steve had still been feeling such turmoil, not to mention that he'd also been fooling around with Laney as well, as he visited the Grand Canyon with his family. As far as he knew, Steve was forging ahead with his ill-fated relationship with Cindy, which of course by that point, Steve had returned to doing. That night though, as Julian lay in bed, trying to fall asleep, an image of Steve appeared in his mind. He frowned, but automatically slid his hand down into his boxers, and gripped his stiffening penis. "Damn it!" Julian gasped, and he threw the covers off, pulled his boxers off, and grabbed his dick and began vigorously jerking off. After just a couple minutes of wanking, Julian was already nearing his climax, and all he could think about was how awesome Steve's dick felt when he was sliding it in and out of him. As he pounded up and down his shaft a little harder, suddenly he felt the familiar surge within his pelvic region, and seconds later, he gasped as he blew a long, thick rope of jism all the way to his neck! A split second later, as he continued pumping away, another blast of pleasure shot through him, as he ejaculated another streak of semen, this one landing on his belly, above his navel. A third glob filled his navel to overflowing, and then a few more spasms of joy followed, splattering his lower abdomen as well. When it was over, Julian felt the warm physical pleasure he always experienced after an orgasm, and the physical tension had left his body, but, in his thoughts were still darkened by the knowledge that he most likely would never again experience the love and joy he felt when he was with Steve. As his lower jaw trembled slightly and his eyes smarted, he became angry with himself for still pining over a guy he knew he'd never end up with. Quickly he reached for his boxers, and wiped himself clean, then dropped his soiled underwear on the floor, flopped over, naked and pulled the covers back up, and finally yawned, closed his eyes, and after a couple minutes drifted off to sleep. And so, that's how things started out for everyone, once we were past Elizabeth's funeral. * * * At home on Beaumont Crescent, things seemed to settle into a routine, and although we were all still sad, we got back to as normal a life as possible. Initially I was worried about Jacob though. He had stopped breaking down crying every so often during the day, and seemed to be back to his normal, although definitely unhappy about many things, self. What with his mother's death, his father's incarceration for such horrible dviant sexual crimes, and too the loss of Harry, who he hadn't seen in quite a while, I had figured Jacob would be crawling into bed with Andy and me, seeking comfort, and craving sex with us, but he never came to our bed, nor did he ask for sex! In fact, he chose to spend most of his time by himself in his room, with the door closed. I know he was watching porn and masturbating though, as we could hear him through his door. He seemed oddly OK, but, definitely preferred to be alone most of the time! I thought it strange, but since there were no visible problems, I let it go, at least for the time being. He was good about helping with Austin, and he continued walking Jack... in fact, he walked Jack a lot, and for a long time each walk. It sounded from what he said that Jack really enjoyed going to the park with the trails in the woods, and so did he. So, I was happy about that. Although, when he talked about it, I did notice that Andy remained silent, but looked intently at Jacob. When I asked Andy if he thought there was a problem, he said no, and changed the subject. As our third week began after Grandma left, having been going through my own secret inner turmoil, as I waited for the other shoe to drop with regard to Jacob's paternity... in addition to trying to get our family back on our feet so to speak, I decided it was time for me to take on the mystery of exactly who Jacob's birth father really was. I was pretty sure after seeing Lord Pemberly in the distance at Elizabeth's funeral, that he most likely was that person, which was a rather daunting realization. If that was true, I couldn't help wondering if maybe he would try and take Jacob from me! Or, if he didn't, at the very least I was wondering, just how things were going to work, once the secret was "out". And most importantly, how would Jacob handle it? He'd been through so very much, in such a short time, for such a young guy. So, Monday morning, after I dropped Jacob off at school, rather than heading to the University for my own classes, I set off for the prison, to see Duke. He was surprised to see me, and wondered if Jacob was alright. I told him he was, but then told him that we'd been rather busy lately with Austin's birth. He smiled and asked how the "little feller" was. I told him that Austin was fine, but that his birth had been a traumatic event. Then I told him that Elizabeth hadn't made it through his birth. To my surprise, Duke was truly upset. To my shock, tears welled in his eyes! "Wh-what went wrong?" he asked, and I noticed his jaw was trembling. I told Duke the major details then, in a nutshell. "Well, I'm truly sorry John," He said. And he still looked upset. "I doubt you'll believe me, but I did still love her to some degree!" "I am surprised," I said. "But, I guess I can understand that." "How's Jacob doing with all this?" Duke asked, looking genuinely concerned. I told him that Jacob was doing the best he could, and that he had both Andy and I to help him out. "That's good!" Duke said. "I know how much he loves you and looks up to you. Thank God he has you!" Then he asked about Austin too. I told him the basics of how Andy and I were taking care of both Jacob and Austin, and that it was going as well as could be expected. He said he was glad Jacob had us, and said, "If there's anything I can do... not that I can do much from in here... let me know!" "Well.... funny you should mention that," I said. "I did want to ask you something. You told me you're not Jacob's biological father. I want to know who Jacob's biological father is! I think have the right to know, since I'm Jacob's legal guardian now." Duke frowned when I said that. "Besides, what if the guy tries to take him from me, or something. I need to be able to protect Jacob, so I really need to know who I'm up against." I said. Duke continued frowning, but finally said, "You don't have to worry about anything like that. Jacob's biological father won't try to take him from you, nor will he try to have anything to do with Jacob. He doesn't ever want anyone to find out he has a bastard child!" "Is it Pemberly?" I asked, point blank then. Duke's eyes flew open in surprise, but he quickly tried to recover and compose himself. "So, I'm right!" I said. "I never said anything!" Duke said. "You didn't have to. Your surprised expression told me I'm right." I said, and I couldn't help smirking a little. "How'd you figure it out?" Duke asked finally. "He showed up at the cemetery during the funeral - stood way off in the distance, staring at us as we buried Elizabeth. And when he saw me look at him, he jumped back in his limousine, and they bolted." I said. "Well... like I said," Duke said. "He won't be bothering you. I'm surprised though that he showed up at the cemetery like that." "Me too," I said. "So... will you just forget about it now?" Duke asked. "I don't know," I said. "I don't like that he showed up at the cemetery. And he has actually met Jacob once, when we all were touring Parliament, we ran into him. He saw Elizabeth, and the two just stared at each other, and then she stepped behind Jacob and put her hands on his shoulders, and nodded slightly. He nodded back. Then later, as luck would have it, Jacob and Pemberly ran into each other in the men's room, and actually had a conversation. So... as you can see, I'm wondering... does he have an agenda, or not?" "Well," Duke said. "I doubt it. He'd be ruined if the truth ever came out. But listen - If there's anything I can do to help, keep him out of your hair, let me know. I am still legally Jacob's father, and I do care about him very much!" "Thanks," I said. "Anything for Jacob!" Duke said. "By the way are you going to tell him about this?" "No," I said. "He believes you're his father, and I really don't want to stir anything up with Pemberly. Nor do I want Jacob to have to go through anymore turmoil, if I can help it. So, I'll keep this to myself for now." "Sounds like a good idea," Duke said, and he seemed to relax a little. I expect he was hoping I wouldn't tell Jacob that he wasn't his father. We shared a little small talk, then the guards told us time was up. Duke quickly asked if I'd bring Jacob to see him. I told him I would, when and if Jacob wanted to come see him. We said Good-bye then, and I left. * * * When I got back to London, I went to the Barleymow for a ploughman's for lunch. Oddly, I ended up sitting in the seat at the far end of the bar, where Duke had always sat. I brought my laptop in with me, and while I ate, I looked up Justin Pemberly's website and found a phone number for his office. So, I called, and a secretary answered. I told her that I needed an appointment with Lord Pemberly. She asked who I was, and what I needed to speak with him about. I gave her my name, and told her it was a personal matter. She told me that Lord Pemberly didn't generally take appointments for personal matters at his office, and that his schedule was full for some time. I said, "I think he'll want to talk with me. Please ask him. Tell him I'm Elizabeth's Step-son, and I would like an appointment with him. See what he says." She sounded very annoyed, but told me to hold on a moment. A minute later, she came back on the line and sounded shocked and deflated. "Lord Pemberly said he'll see you tomorrow morning. What time is good for you? He can see you for a few minutes any time between 10:00 and noon." she said. We set up an appointment then, and I told her I'd see her in the morning. As she said Good-bye, she still seemed rather dismayed! After I finished eating, I went to the University for my afternoon classes. * * * While I was in class, Andy was home with Austin, and Jacob arrived home after school, and immediately, grabbed Jack's leash, and told Andy they were going for a walk. "Don't you have homework to do first?" Andy asked. "I'll do it later," Jacob replied. With that, he hooked the leash on Jack's collar, and the two left. "Bugger!" Andy exclaimed, and he frowned, a moment later. "There's something not quite right about these walks they're taking in the park!" As it was a nice day, and Austin was wide awake, Andy made a split-second decision to follow them and see just what Jacob was up to. Quickly, he put Austin in his snuggly, and slipped it on, so Austin was resting against his chest. Then he grabbed a bottle and a diaper and stuck them in the various pockets of the snuggly, and the two set off after Jacob and Jack. As they reached the end of the driveway, Andy looked in the direction they had gone, and saw them just turning the corner, in the direction of the park. Quickly Andy and Austin set off after them. They followed at a good distance, but Andy was still grateful that Jacob never turned around to look behind him, or they would've been caught. When Andy and Austin reached the park, they saw Jacob and Jack up ahead, just entering a path into the woods, and quickly dashed to catch up to them enough, so they wouldn't lose them. A minute later, they too entered the woods. Fortunately, there was just the one path, so they set off down it, hoping to catch a glimpse up ahead of Jacob and Jack, but they were too far ahead of them. After a couple minutes, Andy had a quandary - they came to a fork, and he didn't see any sign of Jacob and Jack on either path. "Bugger!" Andy groused softly. Quickly he chose the left path, as the footprints on it looked fresh, and there were dog prints as well.... although there were dog prints on the other path too! After a few minutes, they came out of the woods and into a field. Jacob and Jack were nowhere to be seen. "Shite!" Andy gasped. Quickly he turned around and headed back down the path, and when they arrived back at the fork, he took the other path. A minute or so down that path, there were a couple of off-shoots to the left and the right. When Andy looked down the one to the right, he was elated to see Jack sitting there, a short distance down the path. But... then he saw that Jack was alone and tied to a tree. Jacob was nowhere to be seen! For a second, Andy was worried, then he glowered a little, as be became angry. Quickly Andy quietly headed down the path. When Jack saw him he was about to bark, but Andy held his finger to his lips and said "Shhh!" in a low whisper, and Jack obeyed. When Andy reached Jack, he frowned again, and looked around - no Jacob. He untied Jack, who stood up and wagged his tail happily at him. Andy patted his head for a moment, trying to decide what to do. Andy looked around, trying to peer through the bushes, but saw nothing. Just as he was finally about to call out to Jacob, he heard a noise from off to his left - behind some thick bushes. "Oh Fuck that feels so good!" he heard Jacob's voice. "Son of a Bitch!" Andy spat softly, and he noticed a very narrow, well-hidden opening in the bushes. Slowly, and as quietly as possible, he pushed through the bushes and stepped a few yards down the "path", until he reached a clearing. And in the clearing stood Jacob, and a man, who looked to be about 40. They were facing away from Andy. Jacob's pants were in a heap on the ground, around his ankles, and so were the guy's. The guy was fucking Jacob up the ass! Both were groaning passionately, as each was on the verge of having an orgasm. Andy quickly pulled his cell phone out and snapped a picture of them. "SO THIS IS WHY YOU LIKE WALKING THE DOG SO MUCH!" Andy bellowed, angrily, scaring the Hell out of both Jacob and his molester. "ANDY?" Jacob cried plaintively, as he spun swiftly around. The guy who was fucking spun around as well, and his dick slipped out of Jacob's ass. He nearly fell on the ground, as he spun around facing Andy, Austin, and Jack. Andy quickly snapped another photo, which clearly showed the man's face. Instantly the man looked both terrified, and a little bewildered as well, by being confronted by a young man with a baby and Jacob's dog... not to mention having his photo snapped while doing something illegal and immoral. Suddenly, Jack, sensing Andy's wrath, looked at the guy, and growled loudly, deep in his throat. The guy looked even more terrified. Quickly he began pulling his pants up. "It-it's not what you think!" the guy cried. "Oh really?" Andy spluttered, incredulously. "You didn't just have your cock up a minor's arse? And you weren't just shagging away on him? I ought to have you arrested!" "No!" Jacob cried, while the guy gasped, "Please no! I promise it won't happen again!" "Well you're right about that!" Andy cried. "Get lost, and don't show your face anywhere in London again, because if I ever see you again, you'll wish I had had you arrested... because his brother is a hell of a lot bigger and stronger than me, and he'll literally kill you!" The guys looked more scared than ever. Quickly, while still trying to button his pants shut, he dashed off through the woods. "I can't believe you followed me!" Jacob screamed, looking angrily at Andy, who looked a little surprised at Jacob's reaction. "REALLY?" Andy cried, incredulously. "You're angry about that? What the FUCK were you thinking Jacob??? That guy has got to be your father's age! And you were letting him do things to you, just like your father did to other boys your age! What were you thinking??? You could've gotten yourself hurt or killed, or at the least, you could've caught an STD - or even HIV!!!! Jacob! What the FUCK??? AND... you left Jack tied to a tree, alone! What if someone took him??? How would you ever explain that to John???? Have you NO SENSE boy????" Jacob looked properly scared and embarrassed by the time Andy had finished. "PLEASE don't tell John AndyI He has enough going on without dealing with this! I'll stop. I swear! And I'm sorry!" Jacob cried, looking terrified, and embarrassed as well. "Sorry for what Jacob?" Andy asked, looking at him in disbelief. "Everything!" Jacob said, miserably. "If you wanted sex, why didn't you come to me or John?" Andy asked. "I-I don't know. I can't explain it," Jacob said. "It's just, well... things seem different now. John's more like a father to me suddenly, instead of a brother, and well, you are too. It just doesn't feel the same as before. And, well... I'm still horny and all.... And Harry's gone! And then one day while I was walking Jack - seriously we were just walking the trails... this guy propositioned me, and offered me a blow job, so.... I said OK, and he had me step behind a bush, and well... he sucked me off! And it was good! And so, I started coming more often, hoping for more, and well... one thing led to another, and well... I found out that if you walk these trails there are usually guys around who want sex, and well...." "And you didn't think at all about how dangerous it is? You really could've been hurt, killed, or caught something Jacob! I'm not kidding!" Andy said. "So, how many guys have you done this with?" "I-I don't know," Jacob said. "Some!" Andy blew the air out of his lungs and looked at Jacob, worried. "You said you'd stop. Did you mean it?" Andy asked. "Are you going to tell John?" Jacob asked. "Let's put it this way," Andy said. "If I don't tell John, you said, you'll stop. But if I do tell him, do you seriously think he'll let you out of his sight again until you're 18? So, either way, you're stopping. Is that clear?" "I promise I'll stop!" Jacob said, firmly. "Just please Andy - don't tell John! I can't bear for him to find out!" "Jacob, you're putting me in an impossibly awkward position!" Andy gasped. "John is my partner, and your older brother and legal guardian. I shouldn't keep secrets from him, especially something like this. He should be aware of what's going on with you!" "Well.... you're like my guardian too, right?" Jacob said. "So, can't you just handle it alone?" Andy sighed, and looked at Jacob and thought a minute. "Well, I don't know Jacob. I'll think about it. But, either way, you've got to stop doing this, and you're going to have to be tested to see if you've caught anything, you know that, right?" Andy asked. "Yeah, I get it," Jacob said. "Come on then," Andy said. "Get your britches up, and let's go home. And you will not be walking Jack up here anymore! And when you walk him, you never leave him - understood?" "Yes," Jacob said, and he pulled up his pants, and buttoned them and buckled his belt. Then he stepped over and took Jack's leash from Andy. It was a silent walk home. When they arrived, they were surprised to see me home already, and I was surprised to see them all out walking together. "So," I said. "Did you guys take Austin walking on the trails in the woods up at the park?" "Um... yeah," Jacob said, and he gave Andy a sideways glance. I noticed Andy looked at him testily, which I found odd. "Everything OK?" I asked. "Just fine!" Andy said. "I have to change Austin, please excuse me." "OK - what's up with you and Andy?" I asked Jacob, peering at him a little more closely, after Andy had taken Austin upstairs. "Nothing," Jacob said, looking rather guilty. "He just wanted to come home sooner with Austin I think." "I see," I said, still looking at him. I could tell something was up. I decided to talk with Andy about it instead. Quickly, before I could ask anything else, Jacob headed upstairs too. * * * I stepped over to the refrigerator, and grabbed a couple bottles of beer, then went upstairs, to our room, and found Andy changing Austin. Jacob's door was shut. Quietly I shut the door behind me and walked up behind Andy, reached around and gave him a kiss on the side of his neck, and tweaked his left nipple. "Not just now John!" Andy gasped, and he smirked. "I'm a bit busy with the bairn." I chuckled and handed him his beer. "Oh! You're a God Send!" Andy said. He took a long swig of his beer, as he held Austin still with his other hand. Then he handed the bottle back to me, so he could finish changing Austin. "So.... what's up with you and Jacob?" I asked. "I can tell there's something going on." "Oh, nothing I can't handle," Andy said, both sounding and looking guilty, and uncomfortable. "If it was serious, you'd tell me though?" I asked. Andy suddenly looked like he was going to vomit, and continued deftly finishing up his diapering. "Andy?" I asked, as he laid Austin down in his crib. Andy sighed, and said finally, "Alright, something is going on, but... I really am handling it. ... on the other hand, I really want to tell you about it, and you really should know about it, but.... Jacob doesn't want me to say anything. So... if I tell you what's going on, would you promise to let me handle it, and not let on that I told you?" "I don't know," I said. "Just how bad is it?" "Bad!" Andy said, and he gave me an awkward sideways look. "But seriously John, I think it might be better if you let me handle it. I promise I'll keep you informed, and ask for your help if I need it, but .... it might really be better if he thinks you don't know about it." "OK," I said, dubiously. "No promises, but maybe. Tell me what's going on." Andy told me then about what had happened. "Jesus Christ!" I said. "I can't believe you'd think you could keep this to yourself! This is bad man!" "I know, and seriously, I was going to tell you, but... even then, I was going to ask you to let me handle it. I do think it's best for his sake if he thinks he has my confidence. I think he'll talk more openly with me about it," Andy said. "Fine!" I said, frowning. "As long as you keep me in the loop, we'll let you handle it for now. But - I'm not happy about it at all!" "I know, and I expect I'd feel the same way if I were you!" he said. "But, John, I'm very happy that you trust me enough to do my best to fix it." "I know you love him very much and will do your best, which is all anyone can ask. So, how are you going to handle it?" I asked. "Well, he and I will be having a lot of talks about his actions, and his feelings in general, and of course he'll need to have all the STD tests," Andy said. "But, I think we'll have to take it one step at a time, and see how he behaves." "I suppose you're right about that," I said. "Thank you John!" Andy said, and he smiled wryly. "You'll keep me posted?" I asked. "Every detail!" Andy said. "OK then, we'll see how it goes, but, if I think I need to step in, I will!" I said. "Understood! " Andy said. "But if you do intend to 'step in' as you put it, will you please talk to me first?" "I'll try to," I said. Andy frowned, but nodded. "Let's go get supper going then," I said. We turned on the baby monitor, and Jack assumed his sentry position, lying flat on his side in front of the crib, and both he and Austin were out like lights as soon as we got downstairs. Jacob was at the table in the kitchen when we arrived, and he looked worried. "What were you guys doing?" he asked nervously, and he looked guilty yet. I grinned and said "Wouldn't you like to know?" in a teasing manor, and he relaxed, and smirked at me. Then he looked at Andy, who gave him a blank look, but nodded slightly. Jacob relaxed a little then and smiled at Andy. Andy just looked at him with a concerned look on his face. Jacob's smile faded then. "So, what's everyone feel like having for supper?" I asked. * * * The next morning, after Jacob went to school, both Andy and I were scheduled to be home at the same time. As soon as Jacob was gone, Andy grinned lewdly at me, and said, "So... what'a'ya feel like doing?" I grinned back at him and said, "Sorry man, but, that'll have to wait. I have an errand to run." "You're not doing anything about what happened with Jacob are you?" he asked. I smiled, and said, "No... and, I can't really discuss it." He looked curiously at me, and oddly didn't pursue it when I just stared evenly back at him. "You'd best make it up to me later then!" he called, as I went out the door! "That'll be my pleasure" I hollered back. "Mine too I hope!" he cried. "Oh yeah!" I called, and I looked back and grinned at him, as the door shut behind me. I drove then to Parliament, and finally found parking, parked, and headed into the House of Lords. At the main desk, I asked directions to Lord Pemberly's office. I was told how to get there, and set off through a maze of hallways, and finally ended up there. When I walked in, the secretary looked a little surprised - I expect due to my age, long hair, and couple day's beard growth I hadn't shaved off. I told her who I was, and she peered carefully at me, as if trying to figure out exactly what kind of relationship I had with her boss. Never-the-less, she led me to an interior office door, and knocked. "Enter", came a man's muffled voice. She opened the door, and announced, "John Wilder, to see you." "Please show him in," the man said. I was ushered in then, and the door shut behind me. In front of me, Lord Justin Pemberly sat behind a massive dark wood desk, in front of which were two upholstered chairs. The walls on each side were lined with bookshelves, and behind Pemberly was a huge window looking out over the Thames. "Please, come sit down," Lord Pemberly said, and I was surprised when he got up and came around his desk, shook hands with me, and then he sat down in the chair opposite the one he'd indicated I should sit in. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" he asked, looking nervously at me. "Well, there's no way to really ease into it, so... let me just say that I know about you and my stepmother, and about Jacob being your son," I said. His face fell, and he looked stricken. "What is it you want?" he asked finally, trying not to show how nervous he was. "I'd like to know what it is YOU want," I said. "I was given to understand that you didn't want to have anything to do with either Elizabeth or Jacob, yet, you were at the cemetery during her funeral." "Yes, that was probably a mistake," he said. "I - I just needed to pay my respects, and say good-bye to her." "You still have feelings for her, don't you?" I asked more softly, having studied his face, and seeing he looked very sad, in addition to worried. Lord Pemberly's face darkened ever so slightly, and he gave me a pleading look. "Listen, I'm not here to cause you any trouble," I said. "I just wanted to know why you were at the cemetery. I mean... are you planning on trying to establish a relationship with Jacob now???" "No!" he blurted instantly. Then, in a softer tone he added "I don't mean to sound harsh, but unfortunately I cannot do that, no matter how much I might want to." I looked at him, not sure what to say then. "Who is going to be caring for Jacob now?" he asked. "I know that that child molester she was married to, who she passed off to be his father, is in prison now... where he belongs. So, is my son an orphan now?" "Well, technically he's not orphaned, as Duke is legally his father, and is still living - but no, Elizabeth and Duke both signed papers a while back, making me Jacob's legal guardian, in the event anything happened to Elizabeth. Obviously, nobody expected anything to happen, but shit (pardon me) does happen occasionally, so I'm Jacob's guardian now... as I should be. He's my step-brother, I love him very much, and I'll take better care of him than anyone else will. "Well, that's a relief," Lord Pemberly said, and he looked genuinely relieved. "So... you do care then?" I asked. "Certainly!" he said, looking suddenly a little stricken. "Jacob is my son. A part of me! Of course I care about him. Someday when you're a father, you'll understand." "That's just the point," I said. "I am a father. I have a 3 year-old son, who I only met when he was born, and then he was taken from my fiancée' and I by her parents and put up for adoption... we were underage, and couldn't fight it. But I love my son desperately and would do anything to have him with me... so I guess I just don't get it that you don't even want to have some kind of relationship with Jacob - your son!" He thought a moment, and said, "I'm very sorry about what happened with your son. Obviously I had no idea. And I truly do understand how you feel - you feel just the way I do. There's one difference though. I'm married, and have other children, with my wife. If they were to find out I'd had an affair, and impregnated my mistress, they would all disown me. Further, it would end my career, which, I promise you I'm not being selfish about. If it was just any career, it wouldn't matter to me if it were ruined... but in the position I'm in, I feel I can do so much - so much more than any of my opponents - to make the UK a better place for everyone to live. So if I were to selfishly recognize Jacob as my son, not only would it ruin my personal life, but with my career being ended as well, life as much of the population of the UK knows it, would deteriorate quickly. So, it's not that I'm being selfish, it's more like I'm being a martyr of sorts. And I'm truly not saying this to make myself seem more important than anyone else, or to gain anyone's praise - it's just I truly do believe my work does affect all of our lives, for the better, and I just cannot take that away from everyone. And so, I have to sacrifice my own happiness." "And your son's," I said. "I understand what you're saying, and honestly, I don't believe Jacob would want to move in with you or get into a relationship with you where you were in charge of him. Hell, he doesn't even know Duke isn't his father. So he has no reason to believe there would be any other choice for him... so in that way he's not missing anything, and I assure you, he's most happy with me. It's just that - once Duke was arrested, Jacob felt like he'd been kicked in the gut, and really wishes Duke wasn't his father. Which is understandable. So, when I look at Jacob, and see he's miserable because of who is father is, and then I look at you, and see the possibilities that exist, for the two of you to at least know one another a little, and for him to realize Duke isn't his father... well, it just seems unfair to him." "I know," Lord Pemberly said. "And I'm very sorry about all of that, but, I really cannot do anything to help him in that way. I'm so sorry." "Well, if you change your mind, would you please talk with me first?" I asked. "Of course," he said. "But, let me ask you this. Are you able to afford to care for Jacob?" "Yes, there's no problem in that way," I said. "Because I can give you money, if you need it," he said. "I don't want or need your money Sir," I said. "But... maybe you could give some to Jacob for college, or something... anonymously of course!" Lord Pemberly smiled and said, "I think that can be arranged... Maybe a trust fund, set up anonymously." "That would be nice," I said. "Do make sure that I get your Solicitor's name and contact information," he said. "I happen to have his card with me," I said. And I pulled out my wallet and gave him Elizabeth's solicitor's card. He said, he'd take care of it right away. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked. I thought a moment, then asked, "I don't suppose there's any way you can help me get dual citizenship between the US and the UK? I mean, I'm a US citizen, but it might be easier if I had dual citizenship. " "I think that can be arranged," He said, smiling slightly. "I'll speak with your Solicitor about that too." "And maybe expedite my getting a passport for mine and Jacob's half-brother Austin - Elizabeth's baby? Just in case we need to take him to the States for something." I said. "Certainly!" He said. "Thank you very much!" I said. "That will be most helpful!" "You're very welcome." Lord Pemberly said . "Is there anything else I can do?" "No, thank you, you've been quite generous, and most helpful. Thank you very much!" I said. "You're welcome! And, you'll keep mum about the situation then?" he asked. I told him I would, but then added that my partner Andy, who was notoriously bad at keeping a secret, had been with us at Parliament when we bumped into him, and had also been at the cemetery and saw him as well. And I added, "He's no dummy, and could put 2 and 2 together... and then too, there's Duke, who can be a loose cannon.... although he claims to care about Jacob and doesn't want Jacob to know he's not his father either. Anyway... I'll do my best to keep a lid on this." He thanked me again, and we stood up and shook hands again, then he ushered me to the door, and I left. I smiled warmly at the secretary as I walked past her. She still looked very curious! * * * When I got home, Andy asked, "So, where'd you go? And what'd you have to do?" I ringed slightly, and said, "I really can't say." He looked at me for a moment, then asked, "Does it have to do with that secret you have, that you said if the wrong people found out, people could get hurt?" "Actually, yes," I said. "Then, like I said before, I don't want to know!" Andy said. "So, how about you make good on your promise then to give me a good time?" I grinned and reached over and cupped his crotch. I could feel his penis was already stiffening. "Oh Yeah! Let's go up to our room!" I said. Grinning, Andy got up and followed me up to our room. There, quietly, as Austin was asleep, we stripped down, and crawled into bed together. And then, I proceeded to wash Andy all over with my tongue, to the point he was squirming and whimpering and finally couldn't take it any longer, and blew a huge river of cum all over. "Bugger me!" Andy gasped, as he panted, and grinned deliriously afterward. "That was brilliant!" I chuckled, and Andy said, "Give me a moment to catch my breath, and I'll reciprocate!" And true to his word, after a few minutes, Andy rolled over and began licking me all over, until I too made quite a mess all over the place! Once I'd rested a few minutes, we had just enough time to take a quick shower together, before Jacob came home, and Andy had to leave for Fletcher's. * * * The next day Elizabeth's Solicitor called to speak with me. He sounded very surprised, as he told me that Lord Justin Pemberly had set up a VERY GENEROUS trust fund for Jacob! "He is going to be a VERY wealthy man someday!" he said. "He didn't tell me the reason he was doing this, but I have my suspicions." "Suspicions that you'll keep under your hat, correct?" I said. "Most assuredly," he said, and he chuckled. "By the way, he asked me to have you come to my office and fill out the applications necessary for your dual citizenship, and Austin's passport as well. He'll expedite them once they're ready. Can you come by in the next day or two to take care of that?" I told him I would, and we said Good-bye. * * * That evening, Andy told me that while I was at school, he took Jacob to be tested for STDs. He said that he'd gone into the room with Jacob, and that, naturally, it had been an embarrassing ordeal for Jacob. At the same time though, the doctor had given Andy the eye, as if to blame him for Jacob's needing the tests. Andy had apparently politely, but firmly put the doctor in his place. By the time Andy finished telling me about it, I wasn't sure who had been more traumatized... Jacob, Andy, or in the end, the doctor! The doctor said he'd call with the results, and directed that Jacob take a home HIV test in a few weeks to confirm his HIV status, seeing as his last encounter was so recent. Andy said they'd do that. Andy also said he'd again lectured Jacob, and they'd had a good conversation, and Jacob said he understood that he couldn't do such a thing again. Andy said he'd also played the "Harry Card" on Jacob, and by the time the was done, Jacob was sobbing and vehemently promising Andy he'd never do anything so stupid again! He also begged Andy not to tell Harry how stupid he'd been. And said he'd told him that would depend on the results of his STD tests. I had noticed that Jacob seemed rather worried that evening, and realized then, that all of the day's events were the cause of that. * * * A few days later, Andy reported happily that Jacob's tests were all negative. However, he also said that Jacob still had to re-test for HIV in another 3 weeks or so. He said he'd marked his calendar and would see to it that it was taken care of. We both heaved sighs of relief though that so far all the results were negative! A few days after that, Jacob received a letter from Duke! Jacob took the letter to his room and read it alone, while I sat stewing about what might be in the letter. Jacob didn't appear again until suppertime. He looked OK. "So... what'd your father have to say?" I asked. "He heard about Mum, and wanted to tell me he was sorry for my losing her," Jacob said. "And, then he apologized for any upset he had caused me. Of course he claims he didn't do all the things they accused him of. Then he asked if I wouldn't please come to see him once. Here - you can read it, if you want." He stood up and pulled the folded up letter out of his back pocket, and handed it to me. "I don't need to if it's personal," I said. "It's OK - really - I don't care," Jacob said. So, I opened the letter, and read it, and it was as Jacob had said. "So, do you want to go see him?" I asked. "I don't know," Jacob said. "Not really.... but I think maybe I should... to kind of finally say what I think. What do you think I should do?" I looked at Jacob a moment, then said, "It's really up to you Jacob. If you want to go, I'll take you. If you don't want to, you don't even need to reply to his letter. ... Honestly, I would prefer you not go to see him, because I don't want him to upset you any further than he already has... but, you're old enough to decide on your own what you want to do about it. And, maybe you're right. Maybe you'll feel a sense of some kind of closure, if you can talk with him once and tell him exactly how your feel." Jacob thought a minute, and finally said, "OK - if you'll take me, I think I'd like to go see him once." "OK - we can go this Saturday then," I said, as I knew Andy would be able to be home with Austin. "OK," he said. * * * So, a few days later, on Saturday, as we ate breakfast, I looked at Jacob and said, "Do you still want to go see your father?" "I guess so," he said. "You don't have to," I said. "No, I want to," he said. "OK then, we'll leave shortly," I said. "OK," Jacob said. We finished eating, and picked up the kitchen, and Jacob and I left for the prison. * * * Duke was elated when he walked into his side of the visitor's booth and saw Jacob and I sitting there. "I'm so happy to see you Jacob!" he cried into the phone, smiling broadly. Jacob didn't smile, and was less than enthusiastic, when he said, "Well, I figured we needed to talk once." Duke's elation faded, and he looked serious and said, "I want you to know Jacob, that I'm truly sorry about your Mum dying! John can attest to the fact that I was most upset when he told me." "You told him?" Jacob asked, turning and looking at me curiously. "You came to see him?" "Uh, yeah," I said. "I thought he should know." "Why didn't you tell me?" Jacob asked, looking confused. "I didn't know how you'd feel about it, and didn't want to upset you anymore than you already were," I said. "Well... how come you didn't tell me after I decided to come see him?" he asked. "I don't know Jake," I said. "I guess I felt a little guilty for not telling you. Anyway, we can talk about this later, you only have a little while to visit with Duke, so pay attention to that for the moment." Jacob looked a little annoyed, but turned back to Duke. "Uh, sorry, I didn't realize," Duke said, looking at me. "It's fine," I said. "Well, truly Jacob, I was, and still am very upset about your mum." Duke said. "I really did still love her!" "What?" Jacob cried, incredulously. "If you still loved her, why did you cheat on her, and with boys? How can you say you loved her? " Duke looked surprised, confused, and embarrassed, all at once. "W-well," he stammered. "I-It didn't start out like that. I really was in love with her, but... well... obviously, I found that I wasn't attracted to women as much as to men." "BOYS you mean!" Jacob said, nastily. "How could you do the things you did to those boys? Especially to Tobias???" "Um..." Duke started, but Jacob cut in. "I know everything you did to him! And it was awful!" Jacob cried, and I could see he was getting very upset. "How could you treat anyone, especially a kid, that way?" "I-I didn't do everything they say I did!" Duke protested. "They made some of that up!" "The DID NOT!" Jacob nearly yelled. "Tobias told me himself all the things you did to him! You're a fucking monster, and I wish you weren't my father!" "WELL IT'S A GOOD THING I'M NOT YOUR FATHER THEN!" Duke bellowed, finally, which caused the guards to bang on his door and holler "CALM DOWN OR YOU GO BACK TO YOUR CELL!" "What???" Jacob gasped, looking totally confused. "REALLY?" I snapped, glaring at Duke, who suddenly looked mortified, and terrified. Jacob looked at me, and looked more confused. He looked back at Duke then and said, "You're not my father?" Duke looked like he was going to vomit. "OH MY GOD!" Jacob cried, realizing it was true. As I blew the air out of my lungs and looked angrily at Duke, Jacob looked at me, and the horror of the situation really set in. "OH MY GOD!!! YOU KNEW????" he cried, looking at me incredulously. I hesitated a second or two too long, and he realized I did know. "YOU TOLD ME YOU'D NEVER LIE TO ME! THIS IS THE SAME AS LYING!" he yelled. "WELL YOU TOLD ME YOU'D NEVER LIE TO ME EITHER!" I retorted, without thinking. "WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Jacob cried. Still too upset to think straight after the sudden turn of events, all I could do was glare back at Jacob. For a moment he was taken aback, but then the realization must've hit him and his expression became embarrassed, scared, and livid, all at once. "Take me home now!" he said in a seething tone, and he stood up and stepped to the door. "Jacob!" Duke cried. Jacob never turned around. He just knocked on the door, and said "Guard!" I looked at Duke and said, "Nice going!" I stood up then, and the guard opened the door and Jacob walked out of the room, never looking back, as I hurried to catch up with him. Behind me, coming from the speaker I heard Duke cry "Jacob! Please come back!" When I caught up to Jacob, he was standing silently at the guard's desk by the door out. I handed the guard my visitor's badge, and Jacob handed him his as well. The guard opened the gate and let us out. Silently we walked back to the car, and both got in. I started the car, and drove out the driveway, and the guard opened the main gate for us to drive out. As I turned onto the highway back to London, I finally I asked, "So, can we talk about all this?" "NO! JUST DRIVE!" Jacob responded, nastily. The rest of our drive was silent, all the way back to London. When we got home though, Jacob got out of the car and walked into the house, with me on his heels. "So how'd it go?" Andy asked. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TOLD HIM!" Jacob nearly screamed at Andy - his face dark with fury. "YOU SAID YOU'D HANDLE IT AND NOT TELL HIM - BUT YOU LIED!" Jacob cried. "I'LL NEVER TRUST EITHER OF YOU AGAIN!" And then he sniffled, and I could see he was struggling not to cry. He bolted out of the kitchen then and up the stairs, and his door slammed shut a moment later. I expect he broke down then, and had a good cry. "What happened?" Andy asked, his face ashen. "A lot," I said. "I need a drink!" I walked down the hallway to the living room, and over to the bar, with Andy on my heels. I pulled two glasses, and a bottle of Scotch off the bar, and took it over and sat down on the couch. I set the glasses on the coffee table, and poured us each liberal amounts of whisky. "Well?" Andy asked sounding a little angry. Then in a somewhat hurt tone he added, "What happened, and how come you told him I told you about his indiscretions?" I took a large swallow of Scotch, and related to Andy, all that had occurred. "Holy Shite!" Andy cried when he heard about the fact that Duke wasn't Jacob's biological father.... he thought a moment, as I swallowed some more Whisky, and suddenly said, "So that's the thing I told you not to tell me about! Wow! I'm sorry you had to worry about that all by yourself. If I'd known, at least we could've discussed it. Of course, you know me, I probably would've slipped, so good you didn't tell me. Not that it matters anymore!" I finished telling Andy then about how things had ended at the prison, and about our silent ride home. As I finished, I apologized for blowing it and letting on to Jacob that I knew about what he'd done. I was surprised when Andy said, "It's OK. I expect I might've done the same thing if I were in your shoes. Besides, quite honestly, trying to keep it a secret from him that I'd told you was getting very stressful!" I couldn't help smiling slightly. "Well, I'm sorry it came out, but I think he'll get over that. Although, I'm not so sure what is going to happen after he thinks things through. I expect he's going to want to know who his biological father is," I said. "True," Andy said. "So... do you know who his father is?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published as soon as possible... P.S. Please remember that Nifty needs your donations to provide these wonderful stories -- if you can help - please go to the following website to donate. Thanks! Nifty Archive Alliance Donation