Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2015 16:24:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 22 of My Son and His Friends

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Before I move to the next chapter, I want to thank those who have taken the
time to write me regarding Chapter 21.  Several of you have relayed some
interesting parallels to the story.  Several have questioned the fact that
Jay was allowed to participate in the Nude Dude Night with no punishment.
Some of you are ahead of me with your questions.  Hang in there as here
goes Chapter 22.

Chapter 22 - My Son and His Friends

Sunday morning makes its presence known with bright sunlight entering my
bedroom and landing on my bed.  I woke up, and moved my pillows so that I
had support for my back as I sat up in the bed.  I looked over at Phil and
he was curled up facing the other way.  I looked at his face and he still
had some body paint around the back of his hairline.  I had to chuckle as
this will not go over good with 'Mister It Has To Be Perfect'.  As I sat
there and relived the events of Friday and Saturday night, I had to
question my actions with regard to Jay and Dakota.  I thought about
everything Phil had said about Dakota.

It was true that he had chosen me to expose himself to; he had the decency
to come back and explain to me why and to apologize; he had checked on me
several times, and then when he saw me naked; he was very complimentary.  I
just hoped that Phil was right and that he would keep his mouth shut, but
what if he tried to blackmail me into doing something that was a violation
of the teaching profession's code of conduct?  Surely, he would not do
that.  But what did he mean that he said that he knew several guys that
might want to play?  Oh My God! I need to stop this as I am about to make
myself sick again.  Jay, oh yeah, there was Jay.  I need a different set of
thoughts.

I had to bring Justin into the loop because of Jay's issue with Sherry.
This was not the way that I usually handled Jay, and I was not happy about
having to do it this way this time, but I had to think about what might
happen if Sherry changed her story.  I could not have Justin and Meredith
in the dark and broadsided by her story.  They would have grounds to be
extremely angry with me, and then, it would be a big can of worms which
would eventually involve the school.  I have always in the past handled
Jay's misbehavior myself, and he has always responded to my discipline and
counsel.

As I was giving this some thought, Phil rolled over and into me.  He began
to wake -up and when he did, he smiled up at me and said "Good Morning."  I
responded with a "Good Morning" to him.  He pushed his pillows up like mine
and sat up.  He looked over at me and said "Doug, you are over- thinking
this.  You made the best calls that you could make, you do this on a daily
basis, the girl's father supports you and so has Jay's dad.  You cannot
meddle into Jay's family's punishment issues.  You do well with Jay, but
this is an issue to be handled by his parents.  He will respect you in
time, as he knows that you have protected him in the past, but this was a
different set of circumstances."  I looked over at him and smiled.  I said
"Phil, you know me so well, I love that boy and while he is a handful, I
know he and I have an understanding.  He was wrong in doing what he did,
but honestly you can't fault him for wanting to get a blow-job."  Phil
looked at me and said "Is that a hint?"  I said "No, this continues to
bother me and I am not sure that I could enjoy a blow job at the moment."

"I sit here, and I think that maybe I should not have allowed him to
participate in the Nude Dude night, but what other choices did I have?
Justin had him stay with me, we had things planned, everybody had worked so
hard, I could not put him elsewhere so I allowed him to stay" I said. Phil
said "Didn't Justin say he would be back this afternoon and he would set
Jay's punishment then?"  I said "Yes."  He said, "Then leave it alone, it
is in Justin's hands, and it is his responsibility, not yours."

I thought about our conversations and finally agreed that there was nothing
that I could do at the moment, so I looked over at Phil, reached for his
hand and squeezed it.  He smiled at me and I returned a genuine smile to
him.  I said "Phil, you are such a blessing to me, how did I ever survive
without you?"  He said "Doug, those times make you appreciate me now" and
then he chuckled.  I punched him in the shoulder.  I said "Get your ass out
of bed and go wash your face and the back of your neck, you have body paint
on it."  He shot out of bed and went to the dresser mirror.  He began to
rub around his hairline, and then he headed to the bathroom.  I heard the
faucet turn on, and then, he called me to help.  I went into the bathroom
and helped him do the cleanup on the backside of his head.  We worked very
hard and this time, we got the body paint completely off.  As soon as he
finished, he shaved, then I shaved.  We both stepped into the shower
together and well, yes, there was some playing around, but we did step out
cleaner than when we entered.

We returned to the bedroom and dressed for the day.  We walked into the
kitchen area and we separated.  I went down the hallway to Ryan's bedroom
while Phil went outside.  I knocked on the door and I heard a sleep "what?"
I am not sure who it came from, but I announced that it was time to get up
and help get the house cleaned up.  I reminded whoever I was talking to
that breakfast would be in thirty minutes and everybody was to be showered
and dressed.  I asked "Do you understand?"  and I got an "Uh huh." I walked
back up the hallway and then I heard the bedroom door open and the bathroom
door close.  I don't know who left the bedroom, but at least I had some
movement started.

I returned to the kitchen, began to fry some bacon, heated up the oven,
opened some frozen biscuits, opened a can of cinnamon rolls, buttered some
toast, cracked and whipped a dozen eggs, and made a pot of grits.  I put
the biscuits in the oven when it had preheated to the correct temperature
and then I pulled the jellies and butter out of the refrigerator.  I
stirred the grits after adding some butter, then I scrambled a pan of eggs.
I walked to the door and called Phil to come in.  He arrived about the time
that the four boys entered the kitchen.  Everybody grabbed a plate and
helped themselves to breakfast.  Ryan poured everyone a glass of orange
juice.  As we ate breakfast, I told the boys that they were to help Phil
dismantle the lighting and remaining decorations while I did some grocery
shopping.  I told Ryan that he was to take the decorations that we had
purchased and store them in the large plastic containers in the garage.  I
also told him that he was then to take the remaining body paint and store
it in the utility room closet.  As soon as everyone finished eating, they
rinsed their plates and glasses and placed them in the dishwasher.  I
washed up the dishes, pots, and pans that I had used and placed them in the
dishwasher too.  I did a quick survey of what was in the pantry,
refrigerator, and freezer.  I decided to wing it and to not write a grocery
list.  I walked into the backyard and told everyone that I was off to shop,
and Ryan made a request for some ice cream and an apple pie.

I grabbed my wallet, keys, and headed to the Denali.  I got in, backed out
and headed to the store.  I reached the grocery store and parked away from
the store as I did not want to encourage dings and damage to the Denali.  I
walked into the store, grabbed a buggy and began to shop.  I walked the
aisles and placed a lot of canned stuff in the buggy as it had been a while
since I had made a heavy shopping trip.  I shopped carefully in the fresh
vegetables section and picked up some fall squash, broccoli, salad mix,
tomatoes, a cucumber, a bag of sweet onions, some sweet potatoes, baking
potatoes, apples, bananas, and oranges.  I hit the meat market and
purchased chicken breasts, chicken legs, chicken thighs, ground beef,
ground chuck, a roast, and some baby back ribs.  I headed over to the
bakery and purchased some fresh Kaiser rolls, some potato rolls, fresh
sliced Italian bread, and a freshly baked apple pie.  I then walked through
the frozen foods section and added French fries, some vegetables, and ice
cream.  I had a full buggy and it was now time to check out.

I rolled the buggy to the checkout that seemed to have the shortest line.
I finally made it to the counter and began to unload the buggy.  I looked
up and there was Landon working the cash register.  He said "Good Morning,
Mr. Brunson!"  I returned a "Good Morning" to him and continued to unload
the buggy.  Landon said "Are we feeding an army?"  I looked at him, smiled
and said "It sure seems that way sometimes."  He finished checking me out
and I wrote a check to cover my purchases.  Landon looked over at me and
said "Well, I will see you tomorrow as I heard we may have some things to
talk about."  I must have looked puzzled because he then said "Well, you
know man stuff."

I know that I must have paled at that time, but I tried to maintain my
composure and said "I am sure that we do."  Another young man that I did
not know pushed the buggy out to the Denali and helped me move the bags
from the buggy to the Denali.  I was so thankful for his help and
conversation.  I got in the Denali, and drove home.

I drove into the garage, got out and began to pull the frozen stuff out so
that I could store it in the freezer in the garage. When I finished that, I
grabbed a few bags and went into the kitchen.  The boys were lounging
around in the family room.  They jumped up and finished unloading the
groceries.  I stored everything, and then, decided that I would do a late
afternoon meal of spaghetti.  I made that announcement along with a salad,
French bread, apple pie, and ice cream.  I was met with applause.  I said
"Okay boys, you know what your specialties are when I cook spaghetti, I
need the salad made, and the bread buttered and seasoned."  Ryan and Rob
got up and started working on the salads, while Myles worked on buttering
and adding garlic powder to the bread.  Jay grabbed several onions and
began to chop them for the spaghetti sauce.  Phil came in and saw the
beehive of activity and smiled.  I said "We have an understanding here that
everyone helps prepare the meal."  Phil said "Well Doug, I am going to
scoot out of here as I need to go home, store this stuff, clean up, wash
some clothes, and map out a few work projects.  It has been real, and I
thank you guys for a fun weekend!"

I walked Phil out to his truck while the boys continued their tasks in the
kitchen.  I helped him load a few things that we had stored in the garage,
and then, I gave him a long hug.  I told him that I had really enjoyed his
company over the weekend and that I really appreciated his support.  He
smiled and said "Doug, you never knew what fringe benefits would come with
your waterfall and fountain, did you?"  I smiled and said "Everyone enters
your life for a reason, some for a season and some for a lifetime.  I hope
you will be here for my lifetime."  Phil smiled and said "Doug, that is not
in my hands, but that would be my wish too."  He got in his truck after
giving my junk a good jiggle.  I felt myself harden, but willed it down as
I had to go back in and work with the boys.

I closed the garage door and entered the house.  They boys had finished
their work and were now doing clean-up.  Ryan placed the salad in the
refrigerator to keep it fresh and allow the various items to marinate.
Myles placed the bread in the refrigerator to keep it fresh, while Jay
scraped the onions together in a bowl for me to use when I made the sauce.
I grabbed the big pot from the cabinet, rinsed it out, and began to fry a
50/50 mixture of ground beef and ground chuck.  When I had it browned to my
liking, I drained the grease off of it, dug out a hole in the middle,
filled the hole with the chopped onions, and then covered them with the
meat mixture.  I added a small amount of water, and turned the pot down to
simmer.  I allowed the onions to simmer with the meat until they were
translucent.  I then stirred them, added some salt, pepper, other spices,
tomato sauce, a TBSP of sugar, and some canned diced tomatoes.  I stirred
it up and gave it a quick taste test.  Yep, this was going to be good.

I turned the heat to medium-low and headed into the house to gather the
dirty clothing while the sauce cooked.  I sorted the clothes and began a
load of colors.  I called for Ryan to do a walk-through of the bedrooms and
retrieve any empty hangers.  He did and brought me a large number of
plastic and metal hangers with paper covers.  I sorted them and grouped
them according to type on the laundry room shelving.  I suggested that the
boys pull out their homework and work on that until it was time to eat.
There was some groaning, but I reminded them that it had to be done; and it
was better to do it now than later, when something else more exciting might
come about.  They got up, trudged down to Ryan's room and returned with
their book bags.  Soon they were gathered around the dining table, working
on their assignments and quizzing each other for an upcoming United States
history test.

I returned to the kitchen, stirred the sauce, cut the pie, pulled down the
plates, glasses, salad bowls, and laid out the large utensils used in
serving along with the flatware for each of us.  As I was finishing these
tasks, the phone rang.  It was Phil, he said "Doug, is that invitation to
spaghetti still open?"  I said "Definitely!"  He said "Good, cause all the
way home, all I could think of was spaghetti, and I did not want to have to
dress to go to Olive Garden by myself."  I told him that we would be ready
to eat in about an hour.  He said he would be there in about forty-five
minutes.  I pulled down the extra plate, glass, bowl, and flatware for him.

I finished puttering around in the kitchen, put a pot of water on to boil
and soon the doorbell rang.  Jay answered the door and allowed Phil to come
in.  Jay walked with Phil and when he got to the kitchen he looked at me
and said "Pops, I thought we got rid of him already.  Why is he back?"  I
said "Jay, he is a hungry man and is ready to eat a good home-cooked meal."
Jay smiled and said "Well he did work hard this weekend, so I guess we owe
him a good meal."  He then turned and returned to the homework table.  Phil
looked at me, smiled, walked over to where I stood, and gave me a quick
kiss.  I told him to turn the oven to broil while I added the spaghetti
noodles to the water.  Shortly thereafter, the oven was ready and we placed
the bread in it to brown.

I called the boys to the kitchen, and they began to fix their plates.
Everyone enjoyed their meal and talked about how much fun the weekend had
been.  They all gave Phil high praise for his work and when they finished,
they each gave him a high five.  Jay even gave him a hug.  Phil looked over
at me and said "I hate to rush off, but honestly, I have a lot of work
awaiting me at home."  I hated to see him leave again, but I too had some
work that I needed to do.  So we walked out to his truck and did some more
talking.

As we were talking Justin walked over and joined us.  After about fifteen
minutes, Phil cranked up his truck and backed out leaving me and Justin by
ourselves.  Justin then looked at me and said "Doug, can we go inside and
have a private conversation?"  I said "Of course, the boys are working on
their homework in the dining room, but we can go to my office."  He said
"Sounds like a plan, lead on."  We walked in the house and headed down to
my office.  I closed the door, and we both seated ourselves.

I looked at Justin and said "Okay, so what is on your mind?"  He said
"Doug, I need to talk to someone about Jay and you seem to be the best one
to talk to, because you know and love him."  I smiled and he continued "I
know that you have a unique relationship with each of the boys, it is
evident in how they act around you, and how you can call down their
behavior with a snap of your fingers, or clearing your throat.  I wish I
had that, but I am going to chalk part of that up to you being a teacher.
I also know that I have not spent as much time with Jay as I should have.
I have let my work interfere with our time and I realized that during the
trip this past weekend.  I know that Jay can be a pain, and I know that he
and Shane have had some major issues, but that seemed to stop for a while,
then it was back, and now they seem to be getting along again.  I suspect
that you know more about that than I do because both of them feel free to
talk things over with you." I said "Whoa Justin, you have said a lot, let's
deal with what you have put on the table."  He seemed very nervous and said
"Doug, I have given this a lot of thought over the weekend and it just came
rolling out. I know we need to talk about it, but I have talked this over
in my head most of the weekend and it just felt so good to say it to
someone that would understand."

"Let's take my relationships with the boys first," I said.  "I have spent a
lot of time with them, and they know what I will accept and what I will not
accept.  I have learned each one's personality and basically what makes
them tick.  Since we are talking about Jay, let me say that he is a
challenge compared to the others.  Jay is unique, he is raw energy, he
pushes the bounds, he wants to be loved and accepted, he craves attention,
and yes, he gets on everybody's nerves, but Jay can be loving, fun,
considerate and you have to know, he is smart.  Now as far as you taking
time to be with Jay, that is a good call.  I made the decision when Allison
and I were married that I wanted more children.  That did not happen, but I
look at these guys as my added children.  My job affords me the time to be
with them daily, I take them places, I listen to them, I enjoy cooking for
them, and they spend a lot of time here, but they also spend time at the
other houses."

Justin said "Doug, I do not doubt your love for the boys and that is not
even where I want to go with this conversation.  I think I know you, and
that being said, I believe that you are having issues about bringing Friday
night's activities to my attention."

I nodded my head and said "Justin, if I could have handled things and
without a doubt known that my handling of the issue would not rear its ugly
head in the future, I would have done so.  My God - It was a blow job, a
blow job by a girl who was barely dressed.  I can't blame Jay for wanting
that.  I blame him for not thinking things through and doing it in my house
with a house full of guests who also included his parents.  He has not said
anything about it to me this weekend, nor have I to him.  He knows that he
was wrong, and I believe that he is ready to accept his punishment.  I just
don't think it needs to be outlandish, but it needs to be such that he will
remember it and so will the other boys.

Justin asked "Do the others know?"  I said "Justin, these guys do not keep
secrets from one another, I would put a paycheck on the fact that they
know."  He said "So I have to discipline Jay in a manner that it makes an
impact on the others?"  I said "You have to discipline Jay; the others will
get the message."

Justin moved to get up and then he said "The worst part of this is that his
15th birthday is coming up in eleven days and Shane's in five.  I had major
plans for both of them.  I was going to buy him a new iPhone and I have
purchased new tires for Shane's Jeep, but as part of Jay's punishment, that
will not happen.  I had to bring Meredith in on this over the weekend, as
we were far away from Jay.  She was livid as you would have expected.  She
is ready to lock him in his room for the next twenty years, but I have
talked to her, and we have finally agreed to celebrate his birthday with
family and that includes the boys, but no other guests; give him only
clothes for his birthday; withhold any out of town trips or trips to movies
and the like for a month; and he has to be in the house or your house every
afternoon after school until Thanksgiving vacation. Honestly, he reminds me
so much of me when I was growing up that it is scary.  If my parents knew
about some of his antics, they would say that their prayers were being
answered" and he laughed.  I said "Justin, you mentioned something along
these lines when we in Panama City Beach.  I cannot wait to hear more on
this.  He laughed and said "Doug, that will have to be at a time and place
where it is just those that I trust, and I am probably two sheets in the
wind," then he stood up and continued, "Well, I have taken enough of your
time, but I wanted you to know that you did the right thing, and we will
handle this issue.  I also want you to know that I am going to try to make
some changes in the way I deal with Jay and Shane for that matter too."

I walked him to the dining room, and he asked Jay to grab his stuff and
follow him home.  The looks around the table showed that they all knew what
was about to happen and probably thought that he was going to get a
spanking.  As soon as they left, Rob said "I knew he was going to get
caught, he is so careless."  I continued on into the kitchen and finished a
few things, then I returned to my office and graded some papers until 11
o'clock.  I walked back out and found that Rob had left and that Myles and
Ryan were sitting there talking.  I announced bedtime and they went to
Ryan's bathroom for a quick shower and then they went to Ryan's room to
sleep.

I went to my bedroom, turned the covers back, walked into my bathroom and
got a quick shower.  I walked back out into my bedroom, put on some boxer
briefs, and crawled into bed.  I adjusted my pillows and lay back, soon I
was asleep.

I woke up the next morning more relaxed than I had been in several days.
The talk with Justin had occurred, and I was satisfied with the outcome,
the only issue today was facing Dakota.  I rolled over, looked at the clock
and decided that I might as well get the day going, so I got out of bed,
walked into my bathroom, relieved myself, shaved and then showered.  I
walked back into my bedroom and dressed for the day.

After I had finished dressing, I began to walk down the hallway to check on
the boys when their bedroom door opened and Ryan shot across the hallway
into his bathroom.  I turned around and headed back to the kitchen to
prepare breakfast.  In a few minutes, I heard doors down the hallway open
and close.  Soon both Ryan and Myles were seated in the kitchen awaiting
their breakfast.  I dished each one of us some grits, bacon, scrambled
eggs, and toast.  Myles got up and got the grape jelly from the
refrigerator along with some orange juice.  We ate our breakfast with an
eye on the kitchen clock.  For some reason, it felt like we were shoveling
the food into our mouths. So sooner than I wanted, we were finished and on
our way to school.

I arrived at school and parked, then I made my way to the office to check
my mailbox and pick up the papers that I had left to be copied.  As I
exited the office, one of the other science department members was walking
out, so we walked on down to the science wing.  We stood in the hallway and
talked as the students milled in and out tending to things in their
lockers.  We finished our conversation, and I saw Landon and Dakota walk
towards me with big smiles on their faces.  My stomach suddenly tightened
and I felt really sick.  Dakota walked over and said "Good morning, Mr.
Brunson."  Landon just smiled and they continued on their way to their
lockers.  I hurriedly unlocked my door and began arranging my material for
my classes.  Soon the first bell sounded, and the students began to enter
the classroom.  I started class and soon Dakota and Landon were out of my
mind as I was on a roll delivering course content while asking students
questions and answering student questions.

I finished my first period lecture and questioning about the time that the
bell rang for class dismissal.  I opened my door and stood just outside it
as the students filed out of my classroom.  As the second period students
began to enter my classroom, the PA system in my classroom called for my
attention and I stepped back in just so I was straddling the doorway.  I
was answering a question from the office staff, when Landon walked by and
let his hand deliberately swipe my cock and balls.  I immediately felt
myself bone up and I shot him a look as I was still talking to the office.
He just walked on, put his books down, turned around and smiled at me.

I finished dealing with the PA system and by that time, all of the students
were in the room and it was time to start class.  I could not believe how
brazen Landon had been, but I knew that now was not the time to deal with
him, so I began my class.  As with first period, I was soon into my
presentation and Landon was out of my mind, until I stopped and looked his
way.  He saw me looking and he gave me a 'thumbs up'.  I felt myself turn
red.  He smiled.  Soon class was over and he was one of the first to leave
the class which was highly unusual.

Dakota was in my third period class and I was monitoring the hallway during
the change of class.  A group of students walked up and began to enter the
classroom as a group, Dakota was a part of that group and he worked his way
so that he could enter against me.  As he entered, he jostled my package
and kept on walking.  I knew at this point, that I would have to have a
conversation with these two young men before the day was out.  Dakota
walked on into the classroom and took a seat right in front of my
lectern. As it would be my luck, he was wearing a pair of short shorts and
they were form fitting.  There was no way that his cock could make itself
seen except by lengthening down his short's leg.  As I took roll and made a
few announcements, Dakota was slowly and deliberately stroking his cock
with his right hand and it was growing stiff and lengthening.  I tried to
start my lecture, but his show had caught my attention and I was having a
hard time breaking away from the show in front of me.

Finally, I willed myself to begin my presentation and shortly thereafter, I
was lecturing, asking questions and providing feedback.  Dakota evidently
sensed that I was ignoring him so he began a cough and I looked over his
way.  He saw me look and he pointed down to his stiff cock outlined in his
shorts.  It looked like it was about 8 inches long and frankly I was
surprised that it was still underneath the short's leg.  He made a move
like he might be about to raise the pant leg when I decided to move around
the classroom.  That move thwarted his plans, and gave me the break that I
needed to finish the class.  As soon as I had finished my class, I looked
at the clock and I had two more minutes.  I reminded the students to read
chapter ten and then I looked at Dakota and asked him to stay after class.

As the students walked out of the classroom, Dakota moved toward my desk.
I saw the last student out the door, and then, I walked back to my desk.  I
looked at Dakota and said "Dakota, I am not sure what it is that you are
striving for, but let me tell you that we have a teacher - student
relationship, and that is where I plan on keeping it.  Now, you have once
again stretched the limits of that when you walked past me during the class
change and during class today.  Friday night was a mistake, and I am sorry
that it happened, but it did, and I have to live with that."  Dakota said
"Mr. Brunson, I do not regret that I had to deliver pizza to your house on
Friday night.  I enjoyed the scenery, and I wish that I had taken time to
check things out."  I stopped him and said "Dakota, that will never
happen."  He said "Mr. Brunson, I saw your cock and it has been in my
thoughts ever since.  I would love to see it again, and I know that you
find my cock intriguing.  In fact, Landon agrees with me."  I said "Dakota,
I need to talk to both you and Landon during lunch.  You need to get up
with Landon and the two of you need to have lunch together.  I will join
you for a private luncheon."  Dakota said "The first of several
threesomes."  I looked at him and said "Dakota, keep it in your dreams but
in reality understand that it is not going to happen."  Dakota gave me that
flashy smile of his and said "What will be, will be Mr.  Brunson."

I taught my next class and then it was lunch time.  I walked to the
cafeteria and as I entered I saw Dakota and Landon sitting together in a
corner.  I made my way through the lunch line and purchased myself a
chicken salad sandwich, a cookie, and a glass of tea.  After I paid for my
meal, I walked over to where they were seated and pulled up a chair.  I
said "Guys, we need to have a talk."  Landon said "Mr.  Brunson, I think we
both know what you want to talk to us about."  I said "Landon, what gave
you that idea?"  He said "Mr. Brunson, Dakota and I feel a very unique and
close relationship with you; we feel that we can talk to you about a lot of
things that we cannot even think about talking to our parents or families
about."  I said "Boys, I appreciate your confidence, but both of you are
placing me in a situation that I find very uncomfortable, and your actions
today were wrong."  Dakota said, "Landon, he is upset that we felt him up
during class change."  I said "Dakota, that is partially true and the other
part is that you have taken a fluke event and have turned it into some
fantasy.  I am your teacher and I will not place my job and career on the
line for this fantasy.  Friday night was an accident, I am sorry that it
happened, but I cannot take it back."  Dakota said, "Landon, you should
have seen it, he opened the door and was wearing this cloak, the wind
started to blow, then the cloak opened up and showed me his cock, balls and
trimmed pubes.  I am telling you that his package is pretty much what we
guessed it to be."  I looked at Dakota as I could not believe what I was
hearing.  I said "Dakota, what do you mean?"  He said "Mr. Brunson, we have
watched you in class and have appreciated your package on many occasions. I
have almost drooled when you sit on the edge of your desk and your package
is so prominently displayed. I figured you were about 8 inches with a nice
mushroom head and Landon thought you were extremely hairy.  I can tell you
that you did not disappoint me on Saturday night."

I was stunned and really did not know what to say next.  Landon looked at
me and said "Mr. Brunson, we are paying you a compliment.  We love and
respect you, but we need someone to talk to privately and you, well you
make us feel comfortable and we want you as our special mentor."  I said
"Landon, I don't know what you are suggesting, but I will tell you this, I
will listen, but that is all that I will do. Do you two understand me?"
The both nodded and smiled at each other.  I felt that there was more to
the smiles than just the agreement that I had made with them.  Dakota said
"We have about five more minutes to finish lunch, so we gobbled the rest of
our food and walked our trays to the window just as the end of lunch bell
was ringing.

I walked back to my classroom, gathered the materials that I needed copied,
and began walking toward the office.  As I walked to the office, I stopped
by Gina Crestwood's classroom, and we talked about the upcoming science
fair.  We talked for a few minutes, and then I continued on my way to the
office.  As I walked into the office, I saw Blake Slatcoff and Tanner
Thomas sitting near the Assistant Principal's office.  I walked over to
them and asked them why they were in the office.  They told me that there
was a problem during the change of class involving some other students, and
that they were here to talk to Mr. Baylor.  We talked for a few more
minutes, and during our conversation, I kept noticing them looking below my
belt and then, smiling at each other.  I wished them the best, turned and
walked into the copy room.  I could not get their smiles out of my mind.

I left the office and headed back to my classroom.  On the way, I ran into
Landon who was on his way to the media center.  I said "Landon, hold up a
minute!"  He turned, smiled and said "What's up?"  I said "I have been
thinking about our lunch conversation and I want to know who else is in on
this?"  He said, "What makes you think there are others?"  I said "I just
have a gut feeling."  He said "You see, Mr.  Brunson that is just another
reason that we trust you.  You know us.  Now to answer your question, our
group is Dakota, Tanner, Blake and me."  I stood stock still.  I said "I
want to see all four of you in my classroom after school today.  You need
to get that word out to each one of them and understand that this is my
meeting, not yours, it is mine."

I left Landon standing in the hallway as I walked on down to my classroom
like a man on a mission.  I sat down and gathered my thoughts together. In
a few minutes, my last class of the day entered the classroom and I began
my instruction.  As that class ended, I walked into the hallway to do our
end of the day hall monitoring.  As soon as the traffic cleared, I walked
back into my classroom and waited for the four boys.

In about ten minutes, all four of the boys entered my classroom.  I got up,
closed the door and told them to take a seat in the desks in front of me.
I sat at my desk after remembering the comment about me leaning on my
desk. I began the conversation with "Boys, I have picked up on some vibes
from you today that need to be addressed.  I think you all are operating
under a false impression and I want to get things clear this afternoon."
Dakota spoke up and said "Mr. Brunson, like Landon and I said at lunch, we
(motioning to include the four of them) are close friends and have found
that we share an interest that other guys do not.  We may be gay or bi, and
as, we told you at lunch, we cannot talk to our families about our
thoughts.  After a good talk this weekend, we decided that we trust you and
believe that we can confide in you."  I started to say something, but Blake
spoke up, he said, "Mr.  Brunson, you need to know that if we did not trust
you, we would not have come out to you as we have today.  Yes, we are
assuming that we are probably more gay and that has posed a big issue for
us, but since we discussed it this weekend, we have felt more comfortable
knowing that the four of us are in this together."  Tanner nodded his head
and said "Nicely put Blake.  You see, Mr. Brunson, we just feel a closeness
to you and we are asking that you listen to us and give us some advice.
Blake and I do not have a father in our homes.  We promise that we will not
put your job or reputation in danger."

I looked at each of the boys individually and said "I do not know what you
expect from me, but I do know that the four of you are good students, and I
am honored, I think, that you have deemed me worthy of knowing your
secret."  They smiled and Landon said "Mr. Brunson, we love you and have
special feelings about you, so we know that we can talk freely with you
about a lot of stuff and that goes beyond science."

I looked at Landon and said "If I agree to this situation, you need to know
that I am only your advisor and nothing more.  There will be no nudity or
any activities that would bring threats to my career or reputation.  Do I
make myself clear?"  They all agreed.  I then said, "I can tell you that I
need time to do more thinking on this issue before I say or agree to
anything else."  Dakota spoke up and said "Mr.  Brunson, we can agree to
that, but in time, I think you will change your mind and things will move
even further."

I looked at him and said "Dakota, you have heard my conditions and I don't
see them changing."  He said "Whatever.  Now, I don't know about the
others, but I have to get to practice."  He got up, walked over to me,
shook my hand and the others joined him in that ritual before they walked
out the door.

I finished cleaning up, laid out some materials for tomorrow's class,
turned off the projector, and headed out to the Denali.  I got in, cranked
it up, and drove home. I walked into the house and the boys were there
doing their homework.  They all stopped what they were doing and looked at
me.  I said "What now?"  Ryan said "So how did it go?"  I said "Oh that,
well it is more complicated than I ever thought it could be, but I think I
can handle it."

I walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the night's dinner.  I
pulled the roast from the refrigerator along with some potatoes, carrots,
onions, a can of baby green peas, some flour, pepper and salt from the
pantry and the cabinets.  I salted, peppered, and floured the roast.  I
then placed it in a hot frying pan with a small amount of cooking oil and
braised it.  I then took the roast, placed it in the pressure cooker, and
cooked it for about 35 minutes.  I turned the heat off and after I
gradually released some of the pressure, I opened the lid very carefully,
placed the vegetables in, returned the lid and cooked them after adding
about a cup and a half of water.  I made some corn muffins and as soon as
they were finished, I called everyone to the kitchen counter and we had a
bowl of roast and vegetables.  After everyone finished, they returned to
their homework, and I cleaned up the kitchen.  I walked into the family
room, turned the TV on, and watched a police drama.  After a while, the
boys began to break up their study session with everyone going home.  Soon
it was just Ryan and me.  He snuggled up to me and we watched another show
and then we called it a night.  He went to his bathroom and took his
nightly shower while I walked to mine and did the same.

I walked back into my bedroom from my bathroom, turned out the lights and
crawled naked into bed.  I could not believe that I had survived the day,
and yet there was so much more to worry about now than I previously
thought.  I lay there for a while and soon I fell asleep.

End of Chapter 22 - My Son and His Friends

Well there you have it - another dilemma in the making.  How will Doug's
new posse work out?  What will they rope him into?  How will the upcoming
birthday parties go?  How will the Thanksgiving Holidays go and where will
Thanksgiving be celebrated?  These are a few of the questions that will be
answered in the upcoming chapters of My Son and His Friends.

Please feel free to write and give me your input on this storyline.  I love
to read your thoughts and answer your questions.

I hope you have a great St. Patrick's Day and a fantastic week.

Jay