Date: Sat, 9 Mar 2013 00:55:15 -0500 (EST)
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: Different Points of View, chapter 13

Different Points of View - by Erastes
Copyright 2012 by Erastes
Chapter 13 – The Discovery.

So far, Jared's stay with me has been absolutely phenomenal and we've really
enjoyed our time together.  Although I've been very firm on my anal sex
restriction, it certainly hasn't meant that we've been celibate.  During our days
together, we have participated in mutual masturbation and oral sex, including
more than a few sixty-nine sessions.  This activity seems to have become
Jared's particular favorite, because he likes to give me satisfaction, while at the
same time enjoying his own orgasmic delights.

The sex, however, isn't the only thing we've done while we've been together.
I've also taken time out to do some writing and Jared has completed some odd
jobs around the house, but we've also engaged in a bunch of other activities as
well.  All in all, we've enjoyed this limited opportunity to be alone and have grown
even closer.

Jared has also shown some interest in what I do for a living, so I've taken him
through the process that I follow when I write a story.  First, I demonstrated how I
make an outline and list the different characters and their physical descriptions,
as well as delineate their relationships to one another.  Then I explained how I
write out the various events and subplots that I want to include and try to put all
of these things in a logical sequence.  Once I finished doing this, I described how
I break down the outline even further and put the material into a collection of
chapter synopses, as I spread out the various actions I plan to include over the
course of the story.  I told him this helps me to remember to include these events
and details in those chapters later.

I then told him that once I've completed this process, I write a rough draft of the
first chapter and then proofread it at least twice, so I can polish up the grammar
and correct any problems I discover as I go along.  Once I'm satisfied with what
I've written, I send the chapter off to my agent for his suggestions, while I begin
working on the next chapter.  Once I've heard back from him and have
addressed the issues he raised, I then send the corrected chapter to my editor,
so she can give me her ideas.  When I get it back from her, I take time to
incorporate her suggestions into my final copy and then resubmit the chapter to
both my agent and editor, to see if either has any additional comments about it.
By that time, I have usually managed to finish the next chapter, so if they don't
have any other changes they want me to make to the previous chapter, I then
send my agent the next chapter and the process starts over.

During my explanation, Jared learned that writing is a long, drawn out process
and not just a quick 'sit down and dash something off' type of job, such as he had
first envisioned.  I believe that after I explained all of this information to him, he
began to appreciate how much work went into writing one of my stories and
better appreciated what I did.  He then asked me if every author went through
this same process and I told him I wasn't sure, but I sincerely doubted it, since
everyone has his own style and method of attacking the creative process.

Since I had copies of some of my earlier works in a bookcase in the guest room,
Jared asked if he could read one of them and I agreed.  He raced upstairs and
read each of the titles first, before he picked one out and sat down to read a few
chapters.  When he'd finished doing that, he came over to discuss those
chapters with me.  He was very curious and wanted to find out why I had chosen
the specific events I had used, instead of selecting something else, when I wrote
it.  I was glad to see that he was enjoying my work and interested enough that he
wanted to learn more about the types of decisions I had made when putting it
together.

As our time with each other began to draw to a close, we were both beginning to
regret that it had to eventually come to an end.  Although neither of us was
looking forward to going back to the way things were before we got to be alone
like this, I promised Jared that we would manage to find opportunities where we
could spend quality time together again.  This meant that we would set aside
time when we could do the other things he was interested in, which included oral
sex.

We would have to be very careful when we engaged in those activities though
and I warned him that he could never talk to anyone about any of our sexual
exploits, no matter how much he might want to share this information with
another person.  That would be very dangerous and could result in ending our
being together and participating in any of those activities in the future.  I hated to
continually emphasize the negative aspects of our relationship, but I accepted
that I HAD to do this, in order to protect myself and prevent him from being
placed in a very awkward situation.

Now that our final Saturday together had arrived, I could see Jared starting to get
a little depressed, because he realized his mother and brother would be coming
back the following day.  This meant he would be going back home, and although
it wasn't that he no longer loved them or didn't enjoy being with them any longer,
it was just that he enjoyed what we had together now.  He liked being able to
spend all of his time with me and being able to relish the sexual aspects of our
relationship, but he also enjoyed having a father that doted on him, like I had
been doing.

He had been so delighted during his short stay with me that he didn't want to
think about it ending and not being able to do these things whenever he wanted
again.  Even though I tried to reassure him that we wouldn't let what we had
together end, my promise to him just didn't seem to be enough to make him feel
better, but what else could I do?

Seeing he was depressed, Jared didn't want to do much, so we didn't go
anywhere and just spent time with each other.  During the morning, we were out
in the pool and then we talked about the rest of my story he had read.  After
lunch, Jared elected to watch the second 'Highlander' movie, so I went in and
cuddled with him on the couch.  Once the movie ended, I went out to the kitchen
to start dinner, and while I was getting things ready, Jared began begging me to
go upstairs for another round of oral sex.

I wasn't sure if he was asking for an additional session or if he meant for this to
replace what we would normally do before bedtime, but it really didn't matter.
Since I had been eager to find a way to lift his spirits, I told him we could do this
one extra time today, because I wasn't sure what time his mother and brother
would be returning tomorrow and might miss a session or two.  That seemed to
help cheer him up, until I told him we'd have to wait until after dinner, because I
had already put it in the oven and didn't want to stop and then have to restart it
again later.

Jared reluctantly agreed, but he acted more than a little antsy while we ate and I
knew his mind wasn't on the BBQ chicken or other dishes I had fixed for him.
Not only did he gobble everything down as quickly as he dared, he also raced
through helping me clean off the table afterward, so I concluded the little shit
must be really horny.  This was hard to imagine, since we had done this shortly
after we woke up and then again after lunch, but he is a horny teenager.

Once everything had been cleaned off and put away, he grabbed my hand and
began dragging me up the stairs to my bedroom.  I didn't resist his efforts, seeing
I had promised him we could do this, but I didn't rush either, which seemed to
frustrate him a bit.

"Come, on, Dad.  Can't you go any faster?" he pleaded.

"What's the rush?  We have all day," I reminded him.

"But I've been thinking about this ever since you told me we could do it again," he
confessed, "and well... I kinda need this really bad."

He looked at me with such lustful eyes and the expression on his face told me all
I needed to know.  If that wasn't enough, then the bulge in his shorts added
emphasis to his comments.

"Well, we'll take care of that soon enough, but there's no need to run," I
explained.

By the time I finished telling him this, we were in my room and Jared began to
take off what few items of clothing he was wearing.  His shorts, shirt and briefs all
hit the wall or floor, as he nearly tore them off and threw them behind himself.
Then, he came over and began to pull down my shorts, because I hadn't yet
finished taking off my shirt yet.  I guess he really was in desperate need, because
he was anxiously pointing toward the bed without using either hand.

Once my clothes were discarded, I went over to lie on the bed and then let Jared
position himself over me.  He immediately started thrusting his dick at my mouth,
and not too subtly either, I might add, and he refused to touch my penis until I
began working on his.  I decided to tease him a bit before I did that though, so I
licked his scrotum and took his testicles into my mouth first.  After doing this for a
while, his antics let me know that he desperately needed some relief, so I
released his sac from between my lips and began licking up his shaft.

When I finally ran my tongue over the head of his cock and eventually worked it
into my mouth, Jared began to pump his hips vigorously into my face and was
literally screwing my mouth.  He was so absorbed in humping my face that he
forgot all about doing anything in return, but that didn't bother me at all.  I was
content to help him out and his actions spoke volumes, which let me know he
was appreciating my efforts.

I tried to use my tongue and lips as much as possible, to increase his
satisfaction, and then I tried to add a little more suction to the process, but his
bucking was so furious that I wasn't really able to do much else to help him.  It
obviously didn't matter what I did, however, and he soon erupted into my mouth,
so I drank his sweet nectar and accepted the offering from my young god.  As I
sucked the last drops from his fleshy straw, he began to work on my own organ
again, which indicated that his stamina was improving and he wasn't as wiped
out after shooting his load.  However, it might have also meant that I hadn't done
as good a job as I had in the past, which I sincerely hoped was not the case.
Whatever the reason, he was attacking my tool now, like a nursing child, suckling
at his mother's breast.

He was now using the same frantic pace on my rod and imitating that same
machine gun pace that he had used to attack my mouth, and his youthful
eagerness and enthusiasm brought my juices to a rapid boil.  I was now
beginning to feel the tension building in my loins and radiating outward, until
every portion of my body was tingling and my skin began to feel as if it were on
fire.  I tried to hold my orgasm back for as long as I could, to prolong this
delicious feeling, but it quickly became apparent that I could no longer delay the
inevitable.  Finally giving in, I let my body relax and released my load with
sufficient force to blow off the back of Jared's head.  Fortunately, that didn't
happen, but the intensity of my release did cause him to choke a bit and my
juices were gushing out of his mouth and coating my entire midsection again.

Even though I was in the throes of sexual bliss, I was concerned about Jared,
because he didn't seem to be able to catch his breath.  I sat up quickly and
began to pat him forcefully on the back, hoping to get his airway open again.
After a few very terrifying seconds, he inhaled deeply, coughed and gasped a bit
more, and then turned toward me and smiled.

"Sorry about that," he choked out, "but it was more than usual and the amount
surprised me.  That's why it kind of went down the wrong pipe and caused me to
gag."

"Hey, kiddo, as long as you're ok now," I replied.  "You got me worked up so fast
that when my dam burst, it had the same force as the mighty Mississippi
breaking through a levee during the spring thaw."

"Yeah, but I'm fine now, and I really enjoyed that.  Thanks, Dad," he confirmed.

"You're welcome, kiddo, but you came so quickly, did you have time to really
enjoy it?" I wondered.

"I guess, because it did feel pretty good," he replied.

"Well, I'm willing to do it for you again, it you want to see what a nice, long, slow
session feels like," I offered.

A huge grin suddenly spread across his face.

"Yeah, I'd like that a lot," he confessed, although it came as no surprise to me.

Since young boys seem to recover so quickly, I began to work on him again, but I
used a very indirect approach and took my time getting started.  I started by
sucking on his nipples and working my way down his chest first, and then I lifted
his legs and began to rim him next, which he seemed to enjoy.  I made certain to
be very careful when doing this and only teased his opening, but didn't try to
penetrate him completely with my tongue.  Once I finished doing this to him, I
used every trick in the book that I was aware of to bring him the maximum
pleasure, which meant working up his perineum and scrotum next, before I finally
reached his fleshy appendage.

What I didn't realize at the time was that while I was working on Jared, there was
an uninvited visitor watching what the two of us were doing.  I don't know how
long he'd been standing there or how much he'd seen, but he remained quiet and
stood away from the doorway the entire time, so neither Jared nor I knew he was
there.  In fact, I didn't even learn about what had taken place until a couple of
months later, because the perpetrator never said anything to either of us about
what he witnessed.

What I later discovered was this.  Josh and his mother had decided to cut their
visit to his grandparents short and came back on Saturday, instead of on
Sunday.  When they got home, Josh hopped on his bike and came down to my
house, so he could let Jared know they were back.  Due to our haste in heading
up to the bedroom to quench Jared's desires, I failed to make sure the front door
was locked and the house was secure.  After all, I didn't expect anyone to show
up today, but to our total surprise, that was not how it worked out.

After Josh had rushed down to my place and burst into the house, he merely
looked for his brother and me, but didn't call out and wasn't able to find us
anywhere.  First, he checked the entire downstairs, and then he ran out to see if
we were in the pool or in the backyard, but we weren't there either.  After
checking the garage and finding my vehicles there, he figured we must be
upstairs, so he came up to look for us.  I don't think he was being particularly
quiet, but Jared and I were making our own share of noise and never heard him
moving about the house.  We also hadn't bothered to close the door to my
bedroom, so after he discovered where we were, Josh merely stood against the
opposite wall in the hallway and peered through my doorway.  This allowed him
to see just about everything Jared and I were doing.

Seeing we never realized he was there, we continued doing our thing and we
must have put on quite a show for Josh, without even realizing it.  After watching
us for a while, although I'm not sure for how long, he slipped back down the
stairs and went back to his house.  He told his mother we weren't there and said
he'd go back down later to check again, so Sherry figured we'd just stepped out
for a while.  She did ask him what had taken him so long though, so he told her
that he looked all over for us and she seemed to accept his response.  She didn't
think there was anything to be concerned about, since we didn't expect them to
come home until tomorrow, so she suspected we were probably just out
somewhere having fun.  If only she knew.

About an hour later, Josh showed up again, but this time he rang the doorbell
when he got there, instead of merely letting himself in.  By then we were dressed
and downstairs, so Jared went to answer the door.  We were startled when we
heard the doorbell ring and realized someone was there, since we weren't
expecting anyone today, but we were even more surprised to discover it was
Josh.  After getting over his mild shock, Jared invited him in and then he flashed
me a look that said, 'Wow, that was close,' once Josh was facing away from him.
That's when Josh began telling us about his trip and why they had come home
early.

He said the first few days of his stay had gone fairly well, but then he confronted
his grandparents about why they had treated Jared the way they did.  After
listening to a few of their feeble excuses, he told them that he knew Jared had a
different father, but then he reminded them that his dad had adopted Jared, so
even though Jared wasn't his biological son, it shouldn't have made a difference.
He also emphasized the fact that the adoption made Jared their grandson too, so
he couldn't understand why they treated him the way they had.

After listening to a few more of his grandparent's pitiful explanations as to why
they preferred to not have a great deal to do with Jared, Josh announced that
Jared was his brother and if they didn't want anything to do with Jared, then he
didn't want anything more to do with them.  He then told us that he refused to
speak to them or cooperate from that moment forward, so when his mother
called to check up on him, he told her he wanted to go home immediately.   Since
she didn't know what the problem was, she drove directly over to his
grandparents' house and picked him up.  Once they were in the car, Josh
explained to his mother about what had happened and she agreed to return
home, a full day ahead of schedule.

After telling us his story and gaining Jared's admiration for standing up for him,
he failed to mention that he had been here earlier and had witnessed us doing
things with each other.  He didn't act in a way that would make us suspect
anything either, so we were totally in the dark that he was aware of our sexual
relationship.

Once he finished relaying his story, Josh wanted to know what we had been up
to during those same few days, so Jared eagerly filled him in on nearly
everything we had done, except for our sexual escapades.  Josh seemed to be
sincerely interested in this information, even though his expressions did puzzle
us a bit.  We had a feeling that he was digging for more, although we had no idea
about what or why, but we later wrote it off to our overactive imaginations
jumping to conclusions.  Once we finished catching up with each other, I had
Jared go upstairs and gather up his things, and then we loaded his gear, both
bicycles and the two boys into the Tahoe and I drove them home.

Sherry came out to greet us when we pulled into her driveway, and she thanked
me for taking care of Jared while they were gone.  Then, she asked Jared if he
had had a good time and he enthusiastically told her he had, which caused Josh
to make a face, although only I had seen him do this, and then she invited me in
for a minute.  Rather than accept, I told her that they should use the time to get
unpacked and rest for a bit, since they had just finished a rather long trip.  I then
told Jared that he should spend tomorrow with his mother and I'd see them all in
the afternoon, when I picked them up to go out for dinner.  We'd have plenty of
time to talk then.  I also asked them to dress up for this outing, since I'd be taking
them to a fairly nice place to eat.

After thinking about it and after some mild protests, he finally agreed to do as I'd
asked.  Sherry thanked me once again for letting Jared stay with me while they
were gone and for taking such good care of him.  I then had Jared and Josh help
me unload everything from my SUV, before I said a final goodbye and headed
home.

When I entered my place, I made a quick call to the restaurant and made a
reservation.  I hadn't done this previously, since I wasn't sure what time they'd be
back, but the rest of the night seemed really strange and I was more than a little
lonely.  Even though I had known this time would come, I wasn't expecting it to
happen tonight and was looking forward to cuddling with Jared one final time.
Yes, the old saying was definitely very true.  Paraphrasing a quote from Robert
Burns, 'The best laid plans of mice and men often go astray.'

After a very restless night's sleep, I got up the next morning and began to write
for a while, but I wasn't totally with it and wasn't as productive as I would have
liked to be.  Somehow, I did manage to type out a little of the next chapter, which
is better than having nothing to show for the time I'd spent on the computer.

After lunch, I took a nap, since I was still tired from not sleeping very well by
myself.  That did help and I felt better when I awoke, so I went out and took a
quick dip in the pool, before heading upstairs to shave, shower and change.  I
hurried through the process, but made sure I looked nice, and then I jumped into
the Tahoe and drove up the road, so I could pick the rest of them up.

Jared, Josh and their mother were ready when I knocked on the door, so we
loaded into my vehicle and I drove to one of my favorite places to eat.  Sherry sat
in the front passenger seat and the boys got in back, but I could tell that Jared
missed occupying his regular seat next to me.  As we drove along, I could see
that Josh was continually staring at me, because I noticed him doing this
whenever I glanced into my rearview mirror, but I couldn't read what his
expression meant.  He didn't seem to be upset or angry, and he also didn't
appear to be bewildered or confused, but he also didn't seem to be eager,
excited or have that expectant look about him either.  He was just sort of studying
me, possibly in an attempt to figure out why I was doing so much for his family.  I
wasn't sure what was up with him, but I refused to worry about it just now.

When we got to the restaurant, my three guests were sort of in awe of where we
were.  From the expressions on their faces, I assumed they had never been
here, or a similar establishment, before.  Therefore, they weren't prepared for
what this was going to be like, until we'd actually walked inside.  They had all
dressed up for this occasion, as I'd asked, and I was very impressed and proud
of how good they all looked.

The hostess led us to our table and I pulled Sherry's chair out for her, which kind
of surprised her.  I'm not sure if she'd ever had a guy do this for her before, since
it's sort of an outdated tradition in this day and age.  The boys then took the seat
on either side of her, which meant I was seated across from Sherry.  As soon as
we were all sitting down, the boys began to comment about the establishment,
and it was very apparent that they were both excited about how fancy it was and
impressed by some of the decorations.  However, that was nothing compared to
their surprise when they opened their menus and saw the selections... and their
prices.

Almost in unison, they began to protest and say that this was far too expensive a
place for us to eat, but I remained insistent that we were going to dine here.  I
also told them they were to order whatever they wanted and not worry about the
prices, before I added that I was going to have the Surf and Turf.  I suggested
that they might want to order the same thing, since it was so good, but no one
was quick to respond to my offer.  At first I thought it was merely because of the
cost, but then I realized that none of them had ever tasted lobster before, so they
weren't sure if they'd enjoy it.

After trying to describe what it tasted like, I finally informed them that unless they
had an allergy to seafood, that's what they should have.  Once they agreed to try
it, especially since they'd still have the steak if they didn't care for the lobster, we
then discussed how they wanted their steaks to be prepared.  I told them I liked
mine medium-rare, which meant it was pink inside, but I could tell by their
reactions that they considered that way undercooked.  With that in mind, I
suggested they have their steaks medium, and if that wasn't done enough for
them when they checked it, then we could send it back to be cooked some more.
After thinking about it for a few moments, they accepted my suggestion, so we
were nearly ready to order.

The cocktail waitress came about that same time and asked if we'd care for
drinks, so I looked at Sherry and asked her what she would like.  At first she
refused to have anything, but I told her if she didn't order a drink, then I'd order
one for her, so she said she'd have a Pina Colada.  After she made up her mind,
I turned to the boys, to see what they wanted and they both said they'd have a
soda, so we ordered two sodas and two Pina Coladas.  After the cocktail
waitress left, I told them to decide what type of potato they would like with their
dinner, either baked, mashed or fries, and then I told them to decide whether
they wanted the soup or salad to go with it.  By the time our drinks were
delivered, we had made our decisions, so we began to sip our drinks, as the
waitress took our orders.

The soup and salad were delivered within minutes, along with a basket of rolls,
and the boys began to devour their soup, while Sherry and I took a more leisurely
approach to our salads.  It was a very nice start to the meal and the boys ate two
rolls apiece, until I suggested they save room for the main course.  When the
entrees came, I recommended they cut their steaks in half, to see if they were
done enough for them, and everyone except Josh was satisfied with the way
their steak looked.  We sent Josh's steak back to the kitchen, to be cooked a little
more, which only took another minute or so.

After we all had our meals, I showed them how to eat their lobster tail.  First, I
demonstrated how to remove the meat from the shell, so they could cut off small
pieces and then use the cocktail fork to pick it up.  I then told them they should
dip it in the melted butter next, before they put it into their mouth.  They all
seemed more than satisfied with the sweet taste of the lobster and seemed
eager to take a second bite of it, before they decided to sample the other items
on their plates.

The boys had each ordered fries with their meal, while Sherry had the mashed
potatoes and I had the baked.  Jared asked if he could try a bite of mine, after he
had seen me add the butter and sour cream, so I cut him off a piece and set it on
his plate.  I looked over and saw the look on Josh's face at that point and
concluded he was too shy to make the same request, so I cut off another piece
for him and placed it on his plate as well.  He just smiled and said 'thank you'
when I did that, but I knew he was grateful that I had done the same thing for
him.  Both boys seemed to like their sample and told me next time they might
have that, instead of fries, so it was nice to see them expanding their options.

The meal was excellent and everyone commented on how stuffed they were
when they had finished, because we would each be taking a doggy bag home
with us too.  However, I wasn't done yet and told them I hoped they had left
enough room for dessert.  They all looked at me as if I were nuts, and maybe I
was, but I passed the dessert menu around and asked them to make their
selections.  Both of the boys decided to have sundaes, with Jared preferring hot
fudge, while Josh chose strawberry.  Sherry opted to have the cheesecake,
topped with cherries, and I decided to order a slice of pecan pie for myself.  After
we were finished with our desserts, I paid the bill, left the tip, and then we all
waddled out to my SUV.

The ride home was very quiet, since we were all a little sedate and even mildly
drowsy after such a big meal.  When I pulled in front of their house, I was
expecting to merely drop them off and then head home, but Jared had another
plan in mind.

"Mom, can I stay with Bob again tonight?  I got cut short a night, because you
came home early yesterday, so can't I make that up by staying with him tonight?"
he whined.

"I know you did, dear, but I think Bob probably could use a break from you by
now," she stated, but only partially as a joke.  "He's put up with you for quite a
few days already, so why don't you give him some time to himself."

"No, he doesn't mind.  Do you, Bob?" Jared insisted.

"I don't, but maybe your mother would like to spend the time with you instead,
seeing she's been gone for so long," I suggested, since I didn't wish to offend
Sherry.

"Actually, I'm beat and have to work tomorrow, so I was planning to just get my
things ready and then go straight to bed," she clarified.

"In that case," I responded, "I wouldn't mind if Jared stayed one more night with
me," I agreed.

Jared looked at his mother now and the expression on his face seemed to be
pleading with her, so he didn't have to say a word.

"Oh, ok then.  Just go grab enough things for tonight then," she agreed.

"Can I go too?" Josh chimed in.

"Sure," I told him.  "We'll give your mother a little peace and quiet, so she can get
a good night's rest." I agreed.

Jared stopped dead in his tracks and shot me a very upset and disappointed
look.  Belatedly, I realized that he most likely had planned on having one last sex
session with me, before I went and messed things up for him.  He also knew this
meant he'd have to sleep in the other bedroom tonight, so Josh wouldn't get
suspicious.  I felt badly, but it was too late to correct my faux pas.

While the boys went inside to collect a few things, I talked to Sherry and she
thanked me several more times for watching Jared and for taking them out to
dinner, as well as for just being there for her boys.  I told her it was my pleasure,
but I knew there was no way she could know how much pleasure I'd received
from Jared while he'd stayed with me.

Jared came flying back outside first, since he just grabbed one of the bags he'd
brought down earlier, so he got into the front passenger seat as soon as his
mother got out, but he did take a moment to give her a hug and kiss first.  She
then told Jared to behave, and I knew she'd repeat the same advice to Josh,
before he came out to join us.  We watched as Sherry walked to her front door
and went inside, while we continued waiting for Josh.

As soon as we were alone in the Tahoe, Jared gave me an earful and let me
know that he wasn't happy with my blunder.

"Why did ya have to go and let Josh come too?" he griped.  "I wanted us to be
able to do things one more time."

"I'm sorry, kiddo, but I didn't even think about that, until I saw the expression on
your face," I apologized.  "I thought you'd be all worn out after our last session,
since I did you twice, and didn't think you'd be up for more.  Besides, Josh kind of
ruined his trip by sticking up for you, so I thought we kind of owed him."

I gave him a wink and a shrug of my shoulders after saying this.

"Yeah, maybe you're right and I do owe Josh," he conceded, "but there's no way
I'm tired out.  I'm ready to do it at least two more times with you."

"Wow, you are a horny little bugger.  Aren't you?" I shot back.

Jared agreed he was and then we both had a good laugh over that, before Josh
came out the front door to join us.  He merely got into the backseat of the SUV,
without saying a word, and I drove down to my place, with one semi-excited and
one very disappointed young man with me.

When we entered the house, I asked the boys if they wanted to share a room or
if they each wanted their own room, and Josh responded first.

"Oh, you mean Jared can sleep with me?" he asked.

"If you want, and if Jared does too?" I replied.

Josh still looked a little confused.

"How about it, Jared?" Josh asked him.  "Can we sleep together?  I missed you
and I did tell grandma and grandpa that I didn't like the way they were treating
you."

Jared looked like a cornered animal, since he understood he'd either have to
fight or submit, so he decided to give in and tell his brother that he was fine with
sleeping with him.  I think Jared figured that this was one way he could pay Josh
back for standing up to his grandparents that way, so he agreed to make this
concession.  I had them both go up and put their things in the room across the
hall from mine, by telling Jared he could use the same room he had been staying
in, and he responded as if he knew that all along.  After they did as I asked, they
came back down to rejoin me.

As soon as we were all together again, I asked them what they wanted to do and
Josh suggested that he wanted to go for a swim, but I told him he'd have to wait
a little longer, seeing we had just finished a very big meal.  I think he knew that
before he asked, but had decided to give it a try just the same, because he didn't
fight me about it when I gave him my answer.  Instead, he asked if we could
watch the next Harry Potter movie, so I told him we could, so we watched "The
Order of the Phoenix" to pass the time until we could go for a swim.

Even though it was getting late when the movie ended, I told them we could still
go upstairs and put our swimsuits on, if they wanted to swim for a little while.
They did and raced upstairs.  I was surprised to see them both undressing right
there in the hallway as I reached the top landing.  Josh didn't even bother to try
to turn away from either of us again, so his time away hadn't changed him again
and Jared and I were both able to see him completely naked.

Once we had changed, we went downstairs and hopped in the pool, and of
course the boys wanted to race first, while I was still fresh and had the strength.
After I limbered up a bit, I agreed, but I was still lethargic after the meal, so
needless to say they both beat the crap out of me and won by at least a full body
length each.  After that we just horsed around for a bit and started batting a
beach ball around like we would a volleyball, and then we decided to use it to
play monkey in the middle.

By the time we were ready to get out of the pool, we were all pretty exhausted,
so I suggested both boys go up and shower, so they could get the chlorine off
their bodies before they went to bed.  They agreed to this, without giving me an
argument first, and they also decided to shower together, which was another
surprise for me, and I think for Jared as well.  While the boys showered in the
guest bathroom, I went to shower in the master bath, and when I came back out,
both boys were drying off, without having put anything on first.  It didn't shock me
that Jared was doing this, but Josh?  Man, this kid had really loosened up.

Beside remaining nude, it seemed as if Josh was going out of his way to give me
a free show tonight, with his little dick bouncing around, as he dragged his towel
back and forth across his back or when he wiped off his arms and legs.  He even
bent over and let his little pucker wink at me too, but even though he'd been
getting more comfortable with this, tonight seemed to be a new level in
exhibitionism.  I think Jared was just as shocked by it as I was, but neither of us
said a word, and instead merely enjoyed Josh's new openness.

Once the boys had dried and dressed, we went back downstairs, and they
decided they wanted to watch another movie, and since we didn't have to get up
early tomorrow, I agreed to do this.  This time they wanted to watch one of the
Spiderman flicks.  It's a good thing I have a Netflix account, which I use rather
than go to the theater, because I always worried about the temptation of running
into a bunch of good-looking boys and possibly taking advantage of one.  Once
the movie started, I sat down on the sofa, with Jared on one side of me, while
Josh settled in on the other.  Before long, I had two heads leaning against my
shoulders, so after sitting like that for a few minutes, I lifted both of my arms and
wrapped one around each boy, as they leaned their heads against my chest.

After a few seconds, both boys looked up at me and smiled, to let me know they
were both ok with what we were doing, and that's the way we sat and enjoyed
the rest of the movie.  When it was over, I could tell they were getting tired, so I
suggested we all go to bed.  Once again, they didn't argue about my suggestion,
so I went into their room with them, so I could tuck them in.  They both said
goodnight to me and Jared gave me a 'Goodnight, Dad,' while Josh added,
'Goodnight, Bob.'

After leaving the guest room, I went to my room and slipped between the sheets.
It didn't take me long before I fell asleep, especially since I hadn't been able to
sleep alone in my bed last night.  The big meal and the workout in the pool
helped too.  Sometime during the middle of the night, I felt someone getting into
bed with me, so I figured Jared was taking a big chance by doing this.  Thinking I
should confront him about this, I turned on the lamp on my nightstand to give him
hell.  As I turned back, that's when I discovered it was Josh, not Jared, who was
in bed with me.

"What's up?" I asked, mildly concerned.

"I just got up to go to the toilet, but then I decided to come in here to sleep, cuz
Jared's been moaning and keeping me awake," he explained.

I thought this odd, because in all the time I'd slept with Jared I'd never noticed
anything like that before, but I let it slide.  For whatever reason, Josh seemed to
want to be in with me right now, so I let him.  Maybe he was homesick and just
didn't want to admit it, or possibly he just needed an adult's reassurance right
now.  I didn't know what his reason was, but I decided not to worry about this for
the time being, so I went back to sleep.  Before long, however, I was awakened
again.

"Dad, Josh is gone!" Jared told me, in a loud whisper.

He sounded scared, so I turned on the light, and showed him the lump under the
sheet next to me.

"No, he's not.  He came in here about an hour ago, saying you were keeping him
awake with your moaning," I offered.

"I was moaning?" he asked, surprised.

"That's what he said," I confirmed.

"Well, can I sleep with you too, then?" he asked, while not quite pleading with me
about it.

"Sure, why not," I agreed.

"Ok, but let me go to the toilet first," he added.

While he was using my bathroom, I slid Josh over a bit, and then I let Jared crawl
in on the other side of me, but I whispered some advice to him after he turned off
the lamp.

"No funny business with your brother in here," I offered.

"I know," he whispered back.

I think he sounded slightly irritated by the fact that I thought I needed to tell him
this bit of information, but I'd rather be safe than sorry.  We then went back to
sleep, and by the time I woke up later that morning, I was squeezed tightly
between two young, adorable bodies.  I thought I must have died and gone to
heaven, but I knew this was only a temporary situation.

At this point, I tried to get up without waking them, but I soon discovered that
would be impossible, so before long they were both awake and getting up with
me.  Josh didn't seem surprised to discover Jared in bed with us, but he never
made any comments about it either.  As long as we were all up, I suggested we
get dressed and I'd take them out for breakfast, since I didn't really feel like
cooking this morning.  The boys began to protest about me spending more
money on them, but I soon squashed their opposition to my idea and urged them
to get dressed.  Once they were ready, I shooed them into the Tahoe, and as
soon as they were both buckled in, I took off for my favorite breakfast spot, IHOP,
or the International House of Pancakes, for the uninitiated.

This was also something new for the boys, so I quickly explained some of the
items they didn't know about.  We finally decided to order three separate
breakfasts, but then share them with each other, so they could try a little of
everything.  Jared ordered a Belgian waffle, while Josh selected the French toast
and I ordered the cheese blintz, covered with strawberries.  I added side orders
of sausage links and bacon strips, and got a carafe of orange juice for us to
drink, plus a carafe of coffee for me.  When the food came, we gave each of the
others a third of what we had ordered, and soon we were digging into a delightful
array of breakfast treats.

I also divided up the sausages and bacon, and we split the hash browns that
came with two of the three meals.  I then poured each of us a glass of juice, but I
only took half a glass, because I had the coffee as well, which I was constantly
refilling.  I decided it would be best to let the boys have the rest of the juice, since
growing boys could always use the extra vitamins.  I did finish up the little bit that
was left at the end of our meal, since neither of the boys wanted any more, and I
certainly could use the extra vitamin C too.

Now that we were done, I left a tip, took the check up to the cashier, paid the bill
and then took the boys back to my place.  All the way home, they were thanking
me and telling me how much they enjoyed their breakfast, and then they each
told me which things they liked the most.  I was still amazed at how different Josh
was since he came back from his trip, so I began to think that maybe it had
something to do with his cutting his ties with his grandparents, but then again he
might have also cut his ties with his father as well.  If he had, possibly he decided
he needed a father figure now too and chose me to fill that role for him as well.

As soon as we got to the house, I asked the boys what they wanted to do next,
and they said they'd stay with me until dinnertime, since their mother was at
work.  They said they would watch a movie, if I wanted to do some work, so I set
them up watching 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince,' while I sat down at
the computer to write.  I was glad that they'd decided to do this, because I
needed to get this done before Dick called and gave me hell.

Once the movie ended, the boys wanted to swim next, so I relented and followed
them upstairs to change.  It was another delightful show of young boy flesh, as
they paraded around in front of me, and then we put on our swimsuits and
headed to the pool.

We played volleyball for a while and then just swam and floated for a bit, before
the boys got out to spend some time on the lounges.  While they were doing that,
I went back inside to write, until they were ready to go back into the water.  I took
one more dip with them before lunch, and then we came back inside and they
watched another movie, while I did some more work.

Once that movie ended, we spent some more time in the pool and stayed there
until it was nearly time for them to go home for dinner.  Then we went upstairs,
dried off and changed back into our clothes, before I drove them home, since
they didn't have their bikes.  Sherry was already there when we came through
the door, so she greeted us with a big smile and she asked the boys if they'd had
a good time.  They assured her that they had and began to bombard her with
stories about our trip to IHOP.  Sherry gave me one of those sly, motherly smiles
and an 'I can't believe you spent more money on them' look, while she listened to
her sons as they explained what they ate and which items they liked best.

She made appropriate comments about everything they told her, so the boys
were satisfied with her responses and all went well.  Once that was concluded, I
excused myself and told them that I had to get back to my writing, which was just
a polite way to leave them alone.  They all thanked me once more and the boys
said they'd come back down later, once they finished eating and their mom went
back to work.

When they returned in an hour, Josh told us more about his trip, while we were
waiting to go swimming again, but this time he told us about the first few days,
before he had the blow-up with his grandparents.  Once he finished doing that, it
was time for us to go back upstairs to change, and then we spent the rest of the
evening in the pool.

When it was time for the boys to go home again, we changed quickly and they
told me they'd see me again tomorrow.  As we were saying goodbye, I suggested
they wait until 10:00 before they showed up, which they agreed to do, before they
left.

Once I was alone again, I began to reflect upon all of the changes taking place
with Josh.  Seeing I didn't know that he had seen Jared and I in action the
previous day, I firmly believed he was doing this because he had such a rough
time at his grandparents' house.  I felt bad for him and realized how hard it must
have been to stand up to them and defend his brother the way he had, but that
only made me admire him even more.  That took a lot of guts for a little guy to do
and I'm sure he must have shed more than a few tears afterward, knowing that
he just gave up a portion of his family, not to mention a very lucrative pipeline for
himself.

As I sat at my computer and got ready to get back to my book, I put those
thoughts behind me, after concluding that I had probably hit upon the reason for
Josh's sudden change.  However, I did appreciate the idea of being so close with
each of them now, even though there would be absolutely no sex with Josh.



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