Date: Wed, 8 Oct 2014 05:19:51 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: When Dad Got Out of Prison, Part 2: Dayton

A few weeks after I turned 18 and about a month before I graduated I got a
letter from my Dad that would change my life. He was being released in
about a month. Right after my graduation and unfortunately he would miss
it. He said he was going to go ahead and live at the Dayton house and try
to open back up the gas station and work as a mechanic like his Dad did. He
couldn't get back on at the railroad now so this seemed logical. He also
asked me if I would come up and see him and maybe spend the summer with
him. Dayton was about 65 miles away and I would have to leave when Mom
wasn't around because I knew she wouldn't go for it. She didn't trust my
Dad anymore but I wrote him back right away and said I would do my best to
be with him over the summer. In four weeks I would be on my way to Dayton,
Texas.

Part 2:

Since it was my graduation the four weeks flew by. I was under some
pressure too from my Mom to decide what I was going to do in the fall.
Wrestling in High School didn't bring in any scholarships, I wasn't good
enough. (At least I got a tight little body on my 5'8" frame.) But I had
already been accepted at the local branch of the State University that I
had not fully committed to yet. My Mom was still worried about the draft
for some reason. It was 1978 and although we had to register there was no
wars going on so there didn't seem to be anything to worry about.

My part time job was also asking if I wanted to go full time during the
summer. I was not committing anything there either which was making my boss
anxious. Full time hours would be nice but I would miss out on the summer
with my Dad.

Well Dad made all the decisions for me. One week after graduation he
called. Thankfully Mom was at a lunchen and her husband was at work. When I
answered the phone I didn't know who it was at first. It had been a full
two years since I heard his voice but even at that his voice sounded deeper
and more masculine than it already was.

"Bobby, it's Dad" He said when I answered.

"Dad!!" I yelled into the phone. "I wasn't expecting you to call so soon."

"Well believe it or not I left the phone on at the Dayton house all these
years so I didn't have to wait to hook it up or nothing. I'm here now. Took
me a while to get here since there was no one to pick me up when I got out
but I'm here now."

"Gosh Dad, I'm sorry, I wish I could have been there to get you. But you
know Mom would have had a cow and then some."

"I know son. Speaking of which, how's it looking for you coming out for the
summer, did she agree?"

"I haven't asked Dad" I said in a very low voice, almost a whisper.

"What? Bobby, don't you still want to come, I thought you said you did." he
said in disbelief.

"I didn't want to start a scene Dad. I was waiting till I was 18 to break
it to her and then after that it was graduation and work and I hardly saw
her. And besides. I figure I'm 18 now so what's the big deal. I'll take off
one morning and leave a note. She has the number there. She can call if she
wants." I was stern.

"Son, I don't know. Your Mom is a force when she gets stirred up. But like
you said, you're 18, and it's not like you're running away. You're just
going to your Dad's house. So, you do what you want, but you still want to
come right?"

"I was just waiting for the all clear from you Dad. I'll leave tomorrow
afternoon. I'm not going to tell anyone, not even work, till I am at your
place. I don't want anything to stop me. I miss you Dad."

"Oh son, I miss you too, I'm happy you want to come out here. Get a map so
you don't get lost. It's about an hour, hour and a half, or so. Make sure
you have gas money." he said.

"Alright Dad. See you tomorrow night. I love you."

"Love you too Bobby."

I got off the phone and started to get some stuff together. I was going to
hide as much as I could in the back of the Pinto now and then take the rest
when I left tomorrow. Mom would be working her part time job tomorrow and
her husband would still be at work too.

I was so excited I barely could sleep. In the morning I woke up around
7:30, just in time to hear my Mom's husband leave for work. I got up and
went down for breakfast. My Mom was in the kitchen.

"Bobby, good, you're up, I'm leaving around 10 to do a few errands before I
go in to work. I get off around six. I'm sure you're working tonight so I
was hoping to see you for a little while."

"Ok. That's cool. I was probably going to try to get some more sleep
anyway. I'm supposed to be in at 3 today."

"Well I figured you would go back to bed after I left." she laughed, "Can
you at least get the back lawn mowed before you leave. That would be a big
help."

"Sure Mom, actually I'll do it right now and get it out of the way, it's
cooler anyway." I got up to finished getting dressed. As I was walking out
of the room I saw the look of surprise in Mom's eyes. It was the least I
could do since I wouldn't be here to do it later.

After I finished the lawn I got inside just as Mom was getting herself
together to leave. It was already 9:30. "Bobby, I'm leaving now, I figured
I'd stop by the dry cleaners too. Behave and I'll see you later."

"Alright Mom. Have a good day at work."

"You too dear. Bye."

As soon as that door closed I stripped down and got into the shower. My
plan was going to be executed earlier than expected. After my shower I
threw on a pair of cut off's and a pair of sneakers without socks. (I gave
up wearing underwear a couple years ago but still threw some in the hamper
so Mom wouldn't find out). I left my shirt off for now.

I cleaned up my room as quick as possible. I wanted to leave it nice for
Mom since I was not exactly being nice. I put away everything I wanted to
leave and packed all the cloths I wanted to take. The house was getting hot
and I was already beginning to sweat. I was almost ripe already and I just
got out of the shower. Oh well.

In an hour my room was cleaner than it had been in ten years. All my cloths
were packed as well as my stereo. I put my bike in the basement. That
should be it. I even took my dirty cloths.

The last thing was to leave Mom a note.

Mom,

Dad called. He is at the Dayton house. I couldn't wait to see him so that's
where I am. I'm going to spend some time with him. I hope you're not too
mad. The phone number there is the same as its always been.

Love you, Bobby.

That was it. I was out of there. I left the house at noon. It took me a
little over an hour to get to Dayton. Dad told me to take Hwy 321 north.
The station sat on the highway about 6 miles from Dayton. About ten minutes
later I saw it. The Esso sign was gone. There were a lot of weeds in the
parking lot. The pumps were gone too. As I was pulling up I saw a very
muscular man inside the garage. His head was shaved and he had no shirt on.
My first thought was that Dad hired someone to help him clean the place up.

As I pulled in the guy turned around. Beyond the shaved head and a now
bushy mustache that face belonged to my Dad. I stopped the car and stared.
He must have put on 10 more pounds of muscle. He wasn't Charles Atlas but
he was built. He didn't have a six pack either but he was solid.

"BOBBY!" Dad yelled as he realised it was me. He started to walk out of the
garage and to the car. I got out, still in shock because of his new look,
and stood there.

Dad came up to me and threw his arms around me and hugged me tight. He was
warm, almost hot, and the scent of him was strong. My Dad had become a
walking fantasy come true. I took that moment to realise that I was going
to have to be carefule around Dad. I knew already that he had a power over
me. I was weak with it. He was everything I wanted to be and then some. A
powerful masculine man.

When Dad let me go I had to lean back on the car. "You alright son?" a look
of concern came over his face.

"Yea Dad. It's the heat. Riding all that way in the hot car took some out
of me. I just need some water." I covered.

"Well let's get you up to the house then. Hop in the passenger seat and
I'll drive you up to the house." He took the keys from me.

I got in the passenger side after throwing some stuff in the back seat. As
I was doing so I saw Dad get into the drivers seat. He was dressed to like
me except without a tee shirt. His shorts were a bit tighter and shorter
than mine as well. Since his shorts were so tight his box was well defined.
You could see the head of his cock. His shorts seemed damp with sweat too.
By the time I sat in the seat I realised I was getting a bit hard. Careful
Bobby, careful!!

Part 3 on its way!!

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