Date: Mon, 22 Feb 2016 13:51:00 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 31 of My Son and His Friends

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Chapter 31 - My Son and His Friends

We made good time and in less than 6 hours we were pulling into our
driveway.  I raised the garage door and drove into the garage.  I turned
the engine off, and we got out and stretched.  The utility room door opened
and there stood Phil.  I know I had a 'shit-eating grin' on my face, but
the sight of him just brought it out in me.  I knew that I had missed him,
but I did not realize how much, until I saw him.  I walked over and hugged
him.  I whispered to him that I had other greetings for later; he snickered
and said "what makes you think you are the only one with plans?"  He said
"I have been working hard taking all of the decorations down and now, you
guys finally show up.  Now ya'll can help me box them up and put them into
storage."

But first, we began to grab our stuff out of the Denali and take it to our
rooms or to the living room so that we could give Phil some of the stuff
that we had bought for him.  Myles took the bag of dirty clothes to the
laundry room.  Ryan took his luggage and gifts to his room while I did the
same with mine.  Ryan then went to the laundry room, sorted our clothes
into three piles: white, darks, and light colored.  After sorting them, he
began washing one type, and he did this off and on for the next hour and a
half until he had everything washed and dried.  In the meantime, we began
to help Phil pack the Christmas decorations into their original boxes.
Ryan and Phil disassembled the Christmas tree and stored it in its box.  We
finished packing all of the decorations and stored them in the top of the
garage.

After we finished placing the last box in the top of the garage and
returned the fold-down ladder into the ceiling, we all headed to take
showers.  Myles called his mom and told her that he was home.  She said
that she was working until 10 p.m.  He told her that we were going out to
eat so he would see her at the house around 10:30.  Ryan and Phil took
their showers first in separate bathrooms while Myles and I laid out what
we were going to wear.  As soon as they finished showering, we stepped in
and took our showers.  We dressed and met in the kitchen.  I can tell you
that a hot shower will relax you, or maybe it was just the fact that I was
back at home and with Phil.

We walked out to the garage, got in the Denali, backed out of the garage,
and headed to town.  Since I was driving, I chose Olive Garden and everyone
was happy with my choice.  We parked, got out, walked in, checked in at the
front desk, and were soon seated in a booth in the corner of the
restaurant.  I chose to sit with my back to the major portion of the
restaurant and Ryan sat with me on my side of the table while Myles sat
with Phil on the opposite side.  We ordered our drinks and since we knew
what we wanted to eat, we placed our food orders as well.  Ryan ordered
lasagna; Myles ordered stuffed manicotti while Phil and I ordered the Tour
of Italy.  We asked that our food be served a little later as we wanted
time to enjoy the salad and breadsticks.  The breadsticks and salads were
served, and I encouraged Ryan to mix and serve the salad while Myles passed
the breadsticks around to each of us.  We talked about our vacations and
possible plans for the remaining parts of our time off from school.  Myles
had to go to the restroom so Ryan went with him too, as he had to wash his
hands.  As they got up and left the table, I looked at Phil, took my
breadstick, licked it and seductively pushed it in and out of my mouth.
Phil looked horrified and kicked me under the table about the time that the
boys returned to the table.  Our waiter came and asked if we were ready for
our entrees and we told him that we were, so in about ten minutes, they
were served to us.  We were eating and talking and I was chatting with
Myles about the candy shop in Gatlinburg when I felt a foot slide between
my legs and begin to massage my cock and balls.  I almost dropped my fork,
but I managed to hold onto it.  I gave Phil a look, and he just continued
to rub his foot against my cock.  I was stiff, and he just smiled.

We finished our dinner, paid the bill, and returned to the house.  We
stayed up and watched a movie until Myles' mom came and picked him up.  She
grabbed him, hugged and kissed him much to his embarrassment, but it was so
good to see him happy as he had missed her.  I helped him take his luggage,
presents, and purchases to his mom's car.  I talked with her and told her
that we really enjoyed him on the trip and that he just seemed to fit into
our family.  She smiled and said "Doug, I am so happy that he has you and
Ryan.  Knowing that he is with you makes me feel good, but I do miss him so
much as I often feel that I am cheating both me and him of some valuable
quality time."  I told her that he talks about her frequently and is always
free to call her.  She said that at times she feels a distance between the
two of them; I told her that he is showing some independence and that is to
be expected as it is a "guy thing."  She hugged me and thanked me for
giving her some insight into this phase of his life so that she would not
feel as if he was upset with her for her work hours and other
responsibilities then, they drove to their home.

I returned to the house to find that Ryan and Phil had gone to their
bedrooms.  I walked into my bedroom to find Phil already in bed and only
the lamp on his side of the bed was on.  I hit the bathroom for a quick
leak and then, returned, stripped, and crawled into bed.  I lay down and
turned on my side to look at Phil.  I let my hand glide up his left arm to
his neck and pulled him over for a long and probing kiss.  I pulled him
closer to me so that we were lying chest to chest and cock to cock.  I
moved my head and began to lick and nibble his neck.  He let his hands move
to my back and they began to roam down my sides, spine and then to my
buttocks.  I pushed him over so that he was on his back, and I was totally
on top of him.  I continued to kiss his neck; his lips, his nose, and then
down his neck to his chest, nipples, belly button and ended up by following
his treasure trail to his cock.  I licked his slit and enjoyed the pre-cum
that was leaking from it.  He was hard, so I eased my mouth down on his
cock all the way to his pubes.  I slid up and down his shaft and swirled my
tongue around his cock's head.  He began to hump my face trying to get more
of his cock into my mouth.  I reached down and grabbed his balls and pulled
slightly on them when he got too rough with me.  He got the message.  He
rolled me over so that I was on my back and he was on top of me.  He
kissed, licked and pulled on my nipples with his teeth.  The feelings I got
in my cock were fantastic, I could feel myself leaking pre-cum.

Phil reached over to the nightstand, opened the drawer, and pulled the lube
out.  He drizzled some over my hole and began to penetrate me with his
finger.  It took a few minutes for me to become lubed and allow him to
enter me easily.  He then dripped some lube on his cock and lubed it up.
He wiped his hands off on a washcloth, placed a pillow under my hips, and
pushed my knees up to my chest.  I watched him intently while he walked up
to me on his knees and aligned his cock to my hole.  He leaned over me and
kissed me while his cock slowly entered me.  I shuddered at the feeling of
his entry and he intensified his kissing as he slid into me.  He began to
pull out and moved back in slowly with a definite probing and rubbing of my
prostate.  I felt my cock leak more pre-cum, and I began to get harder.  He
pulled almost all the way out and then rammed back in me all of a sudden.
He began a pounding motion that brought me great feelings.  He raised-up
and I moved my legs so that they were wrapped around his waist.  He began
to intensify his movements; he leaned down and began to bite my neck and
earlobe.  My body was so glad to be connected to him, and I began to meet
his thrusts.  I felt my cum began to rise from my balls and soon I grabbed
my cock and began to jerk it.  Soon I was spurting my load on my stomach
while he unloaded several shots in me.  He collapsed on me, and we kissed
until he was over his rush.  He pulled his cock out of me and lay down on
his side so that he was looking at me while I remained on my back.  He let
his left hand roam through my chest hair and asked me if that is what I had
missed and if it was what I needed?  I leaned over and kissed him and said
"Yes, and tomorrow morning, I will share several of my dreams with you."
He smiled and said "I am looking forward to your demonstration."  I wiped
my stomach area with the washcloth and then I was ready to call it a night.

I moved over and Phil moved so that he too was on his back.  We lay there
and I talked to him about some of the events that occurred during the
vacation.  I told him about my conversation with Dad and then, I told him
about Dad walking in on me after Ryan had jacked me off and I was covered
in cum.  He sat up in bed and said "Doug, I would have died if that had
happened to me, what did you say? What did he say?  What did the boys say?"
I said "Phil, I froze, I could not even cover myself, lucky for me Ryan had
released me, but I still had a semi-.  He looked at my cock, then my face,
then at the boys, and then he said something about us being too noisy and
that we were lucky that Mom had not come to investigate.  I could not
believe that he didn't have more to say, but I am seeing a different side
to Dad than I have ever seen.  I think the boys were scared and they did
not say anything until the door was shut and Dad had walked away. But the
funny thing was that as we were walking the mountain earlier in the day he
asked me who you were.  I was dumbfounded that he knew about you, but he
told me that he had heard me talking to you on the phone the previous
night.  I talked to my Dad about you and get this, he was supportive,
understanding, and told me that he would support me when I decided to make
an announcement to the family. He also said that the boys were very
positive about you and that was good enough for him."  Phil sat up in the
bed and said "Doug, what is going on?"  I said "I don't know, but I can
tell you that it has given me a lot to think about, and I did a lot of that
on the drive home today."

"How old is your dad?"  I looked at Phil and said "My dad is around 59 or
60, he has taken care of himself for the most part and he doesn't look old.
He is still rather active even though he has retired, but he stays out of
the house doing projects and fishing with his friends."  Phil said "I see.
I would like to see the two of you together just to make some comparisons."
I laughed and said "Well our cocks do resemble as I saw his when we were on
the walk, and he has a hairy chest much like mine.  Our build and looks are
similar, but I think that the big difference is that he is more laid back
than I am.  I see that when issues arise with Mom, I speak up and he just
ignores her."  Phil lay back down and said "Well, you have given me a lot
to think about, but Doug, I am not sure that I am ready to make a
commitment.  Now, I am not saying, never, but I am saying that given the
political climate here and knowing our families' stance on the subject, I
am not ready to go down that road.  I looked over at Phil and said "I am
not ready to make an announcement or a commitment other than I do have very
strong feelings for you, but I am not ready to deal with the families on
this issue."  I lay back and said "Phil, let's not worry about this, it
could tear us apart, and I do not want that.  I could venture to say that I
love you, but I don't want to scare you, but I do.  I promise you that we
will take this one day at a time and we will see what happens down the
road."  He glanced over at me and said "I can do that." We lay there for a
few minutes and slowly the day's events took their toll and we dropped off
to sleep.

I woke up the next morning spooning Phil with my hand around him clutching
his arm.  I lay there and stroked the hair on his arm while I watched him
sleep.  He began to wake up and stretched, looked over at me and smiled.  I
smiled back at him.  He said "Doug, can we forego playing this morning as I
would prefer that we do that tonight.  I think we have some stuff to
accomplish today both here and at my house.  I agreed, so we go up and took
a shower together, dressed, cooked a quick breakfast, woke Ryan up, and
then we left to work at his house.

We drove over to Phil's house in his truck while Ryan visited with Jay at
his house.  We arrived at Phil's, got out and I began to help him pack up
his Christmas decorations and store them in several areas.  As we worked to
box up the decorations, we talked about our parents.  Phil shared that his
parents were very conservative and he had spent a lot of his time there
listening to discussions regarding the same sex marriage issue that was
currently being debated and soon to be implemented in Florida.  He said
that he had decided to sit and listen and responded only when he was asked
or felt compelled to do so.  He said that it was really hard to participate
in a discussion that was so one-sided, but he knew for the sake of his
family that he would have to maintain silent on his true feelings.  I could
understand his feelings, and we reached the conclusion that this was not an
urgent issue for us, so we would just carry on the way that we had in the
past and see what happens in the future.

We had sandwiches at Phil's and relaxed for an hour that afternoon, then I
called Ryan and checked in with him to find that he and the gang had
decided to have a sleepover and that we would have a get-together feast
tomorrow night.  He said that the boys had assigned responsibilities among
the families so that we did not have to do all the work.

I hung up and told Phil about the sleepover and the get-together feast.  He
smiled and said "That sounds like fun, I think we will have some fun with
the boys tonight.  I thought to myself 'Oh Lord help me - another kid in
the mix.'  I smiled and said "If we are finished, let's go back to the
house, see what they have planned, and then see what we have to do."

We drove back to the house and as soon as we pulled up all four of the boys
were crowding around the truck.  Jay made sure that he was at my door and
was saying "Pops, it is so good to see you, I missed you, and I know that
you missed me. Oh hey there Phil - you still hanging around here?"  I
smiled as Phil responded "Jay, it's good to see you too!"  They all began
to tell me about the sleepover and then Ryan said "Let's go in and show Dad
and Phil our plans."

We walked into the house and they had mapped out the feast.  Phil and I
were responsible for hamburgers, hot dogs, and fries, while Meredith was
tasked with potato salad and a pie of some kind, Christina was to bring the
fresh vegetables for the hamburgers, paper goods, and coleslaw, while
Michelle was asked to bring the buns, and soft drinks.  I looked at the
boys and told them that it seemed that they had done a good job mapping out
the get-together.  I said "I will go shopping tomorrow."

Ryan said "Dad, what are we going to have tonight at the sleepover?"  I
looked at him and said "I have no idea, what are some possibilities?"  Ryan
said "Dad, I think we should have some spaghetti, garlic bread, apple
crisp, and a garden salad."  I thought that he had a good plan so I sent
Ryan and Phil to the grocery store to pick up the ingredients for the salad
and some fresh Italian bread. In the meantime, I pulled some ground beef
and ground chuck out of the freezer and started thawing it in the
microwave.  I browned it while I chopped an onion.  I drained the fat from
the meat, added the onion, and allowed it to steam under the meat for a few
minutes on low heat.  I mixed some diced tomatoes, tomato sauce, salt,
pepper, and other seasonings in a bowl and added it to the meat mixture
when the onions were tender and transparent.  I placed the cover on the pot
and let it simmer.  Ryan and Phil returned and Ryan began to make the salad
while Phil slathered butter and garlic powder on the bread.  Ryan finished
the salad and placed it in the refrigerator while Phil finished the bread
and put it on the baking sheets.  I pulled out a jar of apple sauce, some
brown sugar, butter, flour, cinnamon, and oatmeal.  I poured the apple
sauce in an oblong casserole dish, sprinkled it with cinnamon, and then I
made a topping using melted butter, oatmeal, flour, and brown sugar.  I
spread the topping over the apple sauce and then placed it in a preheated
oven for about 40 minutes.

When the apple crisp had finished cooking, I took it out of the oven and
allowed it to cool on the counter.  I grabbed a large pot, filled it with
water, placed it on the stove, and let it come to a boil.  I placed the
spaghetti into the boiling water, and allowed it to cook.  Phil popped into
the kitchen and placed the garlic bread into the oven while the spaghetti
was cooking.  In less than 10 minutes the spaghetti and bread was ready.
Ryan pulled the salad from the refrigerator and set it on the counter along
with some Parmesan Cheese, croutons, and the Italian Salad Dressing.

I decided to be lazy tonight and allowed everyone to fix their plates from
the pots on the stove and from the salad bowl on the counter.  Everybody
grabbed their plates and began to place their food on their plates.  We ate
around the kitchen bar after Myles pulled some cold soft drinks from the
refrigerator.  The food was good, and I congratulated Ryan for putting
together a quick and delicious menu.  We finished eating and then, I pulled
the bowls out, dished up the apple crisp for everyone and we finished
eating and talking.

Rob and Ryan cleaned the kitchen while Myles and Jay began to move the
furniture around in the family room for the sleepover.  Phil and I went to
the living room and sat down and talked.  Soon the boys finished their
tasks and found us.  They persuaded us to join them for a movie in the
family room, so we got up and went there.  We decided to stretch out
together on the sofa for a change.  Phil said that it was so that we could
protect ourselves.  He had no sooner said that than Jay began to pester us
by trying to sit on us, pulling the hair on our arms, trying to pull Phil
off the sofa, and in general, just being Jay.  Phil smiled at me and
mouthed "Tomorrow night, he is mine, and I don't care who is here, he will
pay, I promise you, he will pay.  Finally, Jay settled down and we all
watched the movie.  It had a few scary moments in it and when those moments
hit, Myles as usual would slide back and over near me.  Some things just
never change and frankly I was glad that they hadn't.

Finally, the movie ended and Phil and I headed to my bedroom.  The boys
finished setting up the family room for their sleepover and soon the house
was quiet.  I looked at Phil and said "I am thinking that we will by-pass
playing around tonight as I am tired, and just ready to lay in bed with you
next to me.  He smiled and said "I can agree to that" so we stripped to our
boxer briefs and got into bed.  We lay there and talked about things in
general and how we had to manage our time tomorrow.  After a while, we grew
quiet not because we didn't have anything else to say, but because we just
grew weary and were ready for sleep.

I gradually woke up Wednesday morning and looked over to the other side of
the bed.  It was empty.  Where was Phil?  I got up and checked the
bathroom.  He was not there.  I slipped on my jeans and sweatshirt and
walked into the kitchen.  Phil was crouched down behind the island and
shooting Jay with a water gun.  Jay was out from under the covers and was
wearing only his boxer briefs so Phil had a lot of territory to shoot at
and he was having a blast shooting water on Jay's face, arm pits, legs, and
around his crotch.  Jay would move around, yet he remained asleep.  I just
stood there and watched Phil getting revenge.  After making sure that he
had soaked Jay's boxer briefs to the point that there was a definite wet
area on them which looked like a peed in them, Phil stopped, took out his
cell phone, walked over to Jay, and took a picture of him in his wet boxer
briefs.

I decided to start cooking breakfast so I busied myself in the kitchen
after sending Phil to get his shower and to get dressed since we had a busy
day ahead of us.  As I began to cook the aromas of the food wafted through
the house and the boys began to stir and eventually Rob was awake and he
woke up the others.  Phil returned to the kitchen and helped me finish the
breakfast by pulling down the plates, silverware, and glasses for juice.
He was busy, but paying attention to what was happening in the family room.
Everybody with the exception of Jay was awake and looking around the room.
Suddenly Myles' eyes landed on Jay's crotch and he motioned to the others
to look.  They looked and started laughing.  Jay woke up, looked at the
others and asked them what they were laughing up.  Myles pointed to his
crotch.  Jay looked down and slammed his hand over the wet spot.  He looked
around the room and then, into the kitchen, but we were busy finishing
breakfast.  He grabbed the blanket and covered himself while he located his
jeans.  He slipped his jeans on under the blanket, found his clean clothes,
and headed to the bathroom for his morning shower and to get dressed for
the day.  Jay returned and the others began their trek to the bathroom for
showers and to get dressed.  When they returned, Phil and I had breakfast
ready and waiting for them.  Jay was very quiet during breakfast while the
others were full of energy and talking about the day's plans.  Finally, Rob
looked over at Jay and said "Jay, it's all guys here so why don't you tell
us about your dream."  Jay glared at Rob and said "Mind your own business."
Phil said "Jay, what is he talking about?"  Jay looked at Phil and said "Oh
don't act innocent, you know what they are talking about, don't you?"  Phil
kept a straight face and said "I have no idea Jay, Doug has kept me busy
this morning as we have a lot to do."  Myles spoke up and said "Well it
looked like Jay peed in his pants, the whole front was wet."  Jay balled
his fists up and said "Myles, I am warning you, shut your mouth or meet my
fists!"  I decided that I had to speak up now so I said "Jay, you know the
rules at this house, I will absolutely not allow fighting.  You guys are
close friends, things happen to all boys when they grow up.  It was you
today; it could be one of the others tomorrow, now pull yourself together
and adjust your attitude."  Jay looked at me like he wanted to make a
response, but decided to just keep it to himself.

I looked at them and said "Gentlemen, you made plans for tonight and in
order for those plans to happen, you will help get this house ready for the
get-together and feast."  I assigned responsibilities and then, I looked at
Phil and said, "We need to go to the grocery store."  We left as the boys
began to do their assigned responsibilities.

Phil and I headed to the grocery store and purchased everything that we
needed.  I called Michelle and asked her if she wanted me to pick up her
assigned stuff and she said that would be great as she had pulled some
overtime and was behind with things at the house.  I told Phil to go grab
several cases of soft drinks while I headed over to the bakery for some
fresh hamburger and hot dog buns.  Phil returned with a second grocery cart
and we headed to the checkout.  We got into the shortest line and began to
place all of our stuff on the conveyor belt.  I was so busy trying to get
the stuff on the belt that I had not noticed who the cashier was until he
said "Well good morning Mr. Brunson."  I looked up and there was Landon.  I
said "Good Morning Landon and an early Happy New Year to you!"  He smiled
and said "And the same to you sir.  Looks like you are feeding an army.  I
hope that you don't overdo things and mess up all the work you have done
towards our contest."  I smiled and said "You wish, I have walked the
mountains and my stamina is up, so I am looking forward to our
competition."  He smiled and continued to ring up my purchases.  Phil
bagged the items as Landon rang them up.  I paid the bill using my credit
card; bid Landon another good day and Happy New Year.  We rolled our carts
out, loaded the Denali, and headed home.

We drove into the garage and began to unload the groceries.  We stored the
household groceries in the freezer, the refrigerator, and the pantry.  I
placed the ground beef, ground chuck, and franks in the refrigerator.  I
sent Ryan to the garage to find the #2 metal washtub and told him to put it
outside the sliding doors near the pool.  I sent Phil to the 7 - 11 for
several bags of ice.  Phil returned and I had him begin to place a variety
of the canned soft drinks in the washtub and then he layered in the ice.

I checked on the boys and they had done an exceptional job of getting the
house ready for the get-together.  Phil checked the grill to make sure that
we had enough gas and he decided that it might be a good idea to get the
extra tank filled, so he left and took care of that while I began to mix
the ground beef and ground chuck together along with my other secret
spices.  I pinched chunks of the meat mixture and patted out the patties.
I placed them on a cookie sheet and layered them using waxed paper.  I
placed them in the refrigerator until it was time to put them on the grill.

The boys left the house and went to Jay's for a while. Phil and I sat
around the family room and relaxed.  I told Phil that we needed to get
ready for the get-together around 4:30, so we showered and dressed in jeans
and Henley shirts.  Around 5:15 Meredith and Justin rang the doorbell and
afterwards Christina and Colt showed up with their food items.  I stepped
out of the kitchen while Meredith and Christina readied their items for the
get-together.  I returned to the kitchen and placed the fries in the oven.
A few minutes later, I pulled the franks and patties out of the
refrigerator and took them to Phil. He began to place them on the grill
while I returned to the kitchen.  Later I placed the buns in aluminum foil
and placed them in the oven to warm up after I had taken the fries out and
turned the oven off.  Michelle showed up and helped the other ladies in the
kitchen.

Phil brought a plate full of cooked burgers and franks to the kitchen.  I
called the boys in so that they could prepare their plates, they finished
fixing their plates and then Phil had more, so the adults began to make
their plates.  Soon we were all seated around the house eating, talking and
laughing.  We have a saying in the South that goes "and a good time was had
by all" and it was.

The ladies began to clean the kitchen and stored the remaining food items
in the refrigerator while the guys sat around the family room and talked.
They finished in the kitchen and bid us a good evening.  Colt and Justin
stayed and talked with Phil, me and the boys.  Phil and Colt were involved
in a discussion regarding some landscaping issues at Colt's house so the
boys turned on the TV and started a movie.  Justin and I looked at one
another and I said "Justin, let's take a walk outside for a few minutes."
Justin and I got up and walked into the backyard.  I said "Justin, Jay was
a bit of a pain last night and I had to call him down several times.  He
takes great joy in aggravating Phil and well, Phil is a big kid too, but
last night Jay was out of line and Phil has said that he plans to even the
score.  I don't know what it will be, but I don't think Jay will be hurt
physically, but more than likely his ego will be bruised."  Justin stopped
and looked at me and said "Doug, I have told you that you have my
permission to discipline Jay anytime that he is out of hand, I don't want
him to be a pest, but since Shane has been with Alisha and has finally
taken his school work seriously, they have not interacted and Jay misses
that."  I said "I understand, but he gets too rough.  Last night he was
into pulling the hair on our arms."  Justin's eyes got wide and said "He
needs his ass tore up!"  I said "Justin, I will handle him in the future,
but I think Phil needs to handle this one this time as he was the target of
Jay's attacks last night."  Justin said "Well, let's see how things
happen."  We returned to the family room and joined Phil and Colt in a
different conversation.

In about thirty minutes, the doorbell rang and I went to the front door.
There stood Shane, Matt, and Jared. I invited them in and Shane said "We
heard there were some left-overs here and well, we wanted to come over and
make sure that you didn't have to worry about storing them.  I said "You
know where the kitchen is, make yourself at home."  Shane walked by me and
groped my cock and balls.  He smiled and said "Just checking to see if the
goods are still there, Alisha has not been receptive lately, so I might be
over later.  I am more than slightly horny."  They walked into the kitchen
and greeted everyone sitting in the living room.  The boys rushed to the
kitchen and shook the guys' hands and started talking to them while they
fixed their plates and ate.  I returned to the living room and rejoined
Phil, Colt and Justin.  We had a great time talking and soon the guys and
the boys joined us after cleaning up the kitchen and storing the food.

Everyone sat around and talked about anything and everything.  After a
while Ryan turned to Matt and said "Matt, I know I told you during the
summer but I wanted to tell you again that I really enjoyed the trip to
your farm."  Matt said "You know Ryan, I was thinking about that earlier
today, and I was thinking that maybe we should do that again this year
around your dad's birthday."  Justin said "You know Matt; I have heard that
everybody had a great time there and frankly I was wondering if Colt and I
could join the group this year?"  Matt said "I don't see why not, in fact,
I think my dad and maybe Jared's dad should join us too, you know an all
male get-together.  I'll call my dad and see what he thinks."

Matt pulled his phone out and called his dad.  They talked about some
things in general and then Matt asked him about everybody going to the farm
in July.  Mark, Matt's Dad, made it clear that he too was going.  He said
he thought that would be fun and that he would get up with the other men
and finalize their plans.  Matt finished the call and said "Well it looks
like Dad might take the motor coach up there so that there will be
additional beds for everyone."

I looked over at Shane and raised my eyebrows.  He mouthed 'relax - it will
work out.'  I sat there and played a number of what ifs and oh my God's
through my head.  Phil nudged me and said "What is wrong with you? You've
gotten very quiet and everyone is noticing.  I apologized and made an
effort to rejoin the group conversation.

In a few minutes, Phil said "Jay, you and Ryan need to help me clean-up
around the grill and pool.  Myles, you and Rob need to get the trash bags
from the kitchen and take them to the trash cans outside.  Phil, Jay, and
Ryan stepped outside, and Phil directed Ryan to the grill to clean it up
while, he and Jay moved to the area around the pool.  In a few minutes, we
heard Jay scream.  Phil had pushed him backwards into the icy water of the
#2 washtub and held him down for a few minutes.  He was pleading with Phil
to let him up, he promised all kinds of things, promised to be Phil's best
friend if he would let him out of the freezing cold water.  Finally, Phil
extracted a promise with Ryan being the witness and then, he let Jay out.
Jay was freezing and his teeth were chattering.  He said "Someone get me a
towel, my nuts are frozen off."  He began to pull his jeans and shirt off
when he realized that Justin and Colt were now watching.  He wrapped the
towel that Ryan handed him around himself and then, he stripped naked.  He
walked into the house and found him some dry clothes and changed.  Justin
said "Jay, was this a payback?"  Jay glared at Phil and said "Yes sir, it
was."  Justin said "Have you learned anything?"  Jay was still glaring at
Phil and said "Yes sir, I have, I have to be one step ahead of him"
pointing at Phil.  I said "I thought the promise was that you two would get
along."  Jay said "Maybe, Pops, just maybe."

Around 11:30, everybody decided that it was time to go home, so the guys
left when Colt and Justin left.  On his way out, Colt turned to me and said
"Doug, Christina and I would like to take Ryan and the others out to dinner
tomorrow night followed by a movie and of course, they will spend the night
with us."  I turned and looked at Ryan; he let me know that he wanted to do
it, so I said "Sounds like a plan to me."  Jay and Rob joined their dads on
the way out leaving Myles, Ryan, Phil and me by ourselves.

I said "Well guys, we have had a successful get-together and now I am ready
to call it a night."  Everybody headed to their bedrooms and soon the house
was quiet.

Phil and I stretched out on the bed wearing our boxer briefs and soon, we
were asleep.

The next day being New Year's Eve meant that we had to get any shopping
done before 6 p.m., so we all got up showered, dressed, had a quick
breakfast and went to the mall to check out some of the sales.  We ate
lunch at one of the fast food shoppes in the food court and returned home
around 3 p.m.  Ryan and Myles packed their clothes for an overnight stay at
Rob's and they left the house.  Phil said "I thought that they would never
leave."  I looked at him with a puzzled look.

Phil said "Doug, I have made plans for us to go to Atlanta tonight and
spend the night at the Marriott."  I was shocked as I had been so wrapped
up in things that I had not even thought about making New Year's Eve plans.
I smiled, hugged, and kissed him.  He swatted me on my ass and said "Get to
your room and pack some nice clothes for tonight and tomorrow.  I already
have mine packed, and they have been in the bedroom since Monday.  I could
not believe that I had not noticed his additional piece of luggage, but
frankly, I had not spent that much time in the bedroom.

I went to my room and pulled out slacks, shirts, underwear, socks, a belt,
and two pairs of shoes.  I placed all of my stuff in a small piece of
luggage and a hanging bag.  We locked up the house, got in the Denali and
Phil set the GPS for the address of the Atlanta Marriott.  In about an hour
and a half we were at the Marriott.  We checked in and rode the elevator up
to one of the higher floors.  Phil opened the room door and we walked into
the room.  The room was large with a king sized bed and a wonderful view of
the interstate and Atlanta. I turned and we kissed.  Phil pushed me down on
the bed and we just lay there and kissed and held one another.  I tried to
take his shirt off, but he said "No, we are not going to get physical until
next year."  I looked at him and then, I remembered that tomorrow would be
a new year.  I smiled and relaxed with Phil.  I asked him what the plans
were, and he said that we had dinner reservations at 8:00 so we could relax
until around 6:45.

At 6:45 we got up, stripped, and headed to the bathroom.  I decided to do
an evening shave so while Phil showered, I shaved.  We changed places and
soon we were back in the room getting dressed for our evening out on the
town.  We finished dressing, headed downstairs and out of the hotel to our
restaurant.

We entered the restaurant and Phil told them that we had reservations for
Phil and Doug.  They acknowledged our reservations and soon we were seated
in a very cozy part of the restaurant.  Our waiter approached and asked for
our drink orders, Phil ordered a whiskey straight up while I ordered a
whiskey sour.  We reviewed the menu and placed our orders when the waiter
returned.  We sat there, sipped our drinks and talked.  Soon, our food was
served and we shared with each other as I had ordered a T-bone steak medium
rare while Phil had ordered a stuffed flounder.  I have to say that the
food was outstanding and I complimented Phil on his choice.  We also had
baked potatoes, grilled asparagus, and yeast rolls.  We finished dinner
with two slices of their famed Amaretto soaked pound cake, it was
excellent.  We finished dinner and walked out of the restaurant.  Phil then
directed me to drive back to the hotel and we entered however, we did not
go upstairs as Phil directed me to one of the ballrooms.

We entered the ballroom and joined about three hundred other people
drinking, dancing, talking, and getting to know one another.  Phil and I
gravitated to the cash bar and ordered a couple of drinks then over to one
of the unoccupied tables.  We sat and observed the people in the room.  We
stayed with the group and counted the New Year in then, after another
drink; we left and went to our room.

Phil opened the door and held it until I had entered, then he closed and
locked it.  I took my shoes off and walked over to the windows and stood
watching the traffic on I-75.  Phil did the same and came up behind me and
placed his arms around me and hugged me tightly to him.  He said " A year
ago, I would have never figured that I would be standing on the
thirty-seventh floor of the Marriott in Atlanta, Georgia holding the man
that I love on this New Year's Day.  Time has flown by, and I am so
thankful that you entered my life.  I count that both as a blessing and a
miracle.  I leaned back and he leaned forward and we kissed.  I turned and
faced him and let my hands travel down his back.  I pulled him tightly to
me.  I could feel his hard cock and I made sure that he could feel mine.  I
stepped back and began to unbutton his shirt.  I finished that and then, I
pulled his shirt out of his pants and threw it on the bed.  I unbuckled his
belt, unzipped his pants, then I unbuttoned them and allowed them to fall
around his feet.  Phil was standing there in a pair of neon green boxer
briefs.  I cupped his bulge and kissed him as I ran my hands over his back
and buttocks.  I knelt down and kissed his stomach, his thighs, his knees,
then I made my way back up and I pulled his boxer briefs down and he
stepped out of them.  This was very different in that he was standing naked
in the floor to ceiling window of the thirty-seventh floor of the Marriott
with me on my knees in front of him.

I took his hard cock into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head of
his cock and into his slit.  He began to hunch his hips and tried to force
more of his cock into my mouth, but I pushed back on his hips and said "All
in due time, right now, I want to enjoy your sweet stick."  I began to lick
on the underside of his cock and I traced the large vein with the tip of my
tongue, then I bathed his cock with my tongue.  I allowed my tongue to play
with his balls and I took one of them in my mouth and sucked on it, then I
took the other one in and did the same.  I let my hand ride up from his
knee cap to his balls.  I gripped them gently and pulled downward.  Phil
moaned.  I let my hand move back behind his balls traveling over his taint
and towards his hole.  I found his hole and began to press my finger in it
while I started sucking his cock.  Phil began to buck into my mouth, so I
had to stop him as I had other plans for him.  I stood up grabbed him by
his cock and led him to the bed.  I pushed him on the bed then; I stripped
and got on the bed with him after dimming the lights in the room.

I rolled on top of him and we began to kiss.  I reached back and pulled
Phil's legs up and around my waist.  I moved down and allowed my hard cock
to poke around between his legs.  I enjoyed the feeling of my cock gliding
through his trench and poking at his hole.  He prodded me with his heels
and tried to pull me into him, but I had not lubed him or my cock so things
would not slide in easily.  I wanted this to be a smooth and enjoyable
coupling.  I got up and walked over to my toiletry bag and pulled out the
bottle of lube.  I brought it back to the bed and drizzled some over his
hole and onto my cock.  I rubbed the lube over my cock and in and around
his hole.  I got back between his legs and he resumed the position that he
had been in prior to me getting off the bed. He grabbed my head and pulled
me down into a passionate tongue dueling kiss.  As we kissed I maneuvered
our bodies around so that my cock found his hole and I pushed in.  He
surrendered and allowed my entrance.  I took my time and slowly glided into
his body.  I knew that I had bottomed out when I felt my pubes against his
buttocks.  I grabbed him under his back and around his shoulders and pulled
him tightly against me.  I rotated my hips in a circular motion and he
moaned into my mouth.  I began to pull out.  Phil reached for his cock, but
I pushed his hand away.  I said "I am in charge; you cannot touch your cock
tonight."  I began a slow in and out while I kissed his ears, neck, cheeks,
and lips.  He began to moan and begged me to go faster and harder.  I
stopped and looked at him and said "I am in charge - enjoy."  He tried to
do as I had demanded, but it was hard for him as I really got into gliding
in and out of him with a variety of strokes at varying depths and degrees
of pounding.  I pushed him up on his shoulders and I was almost standing
above him with my cock still in him. I pounded him and he was moaning
really loud.  I reached over and grabbed his cock and I stroked him.  In a
few minutes he began to blow his load over his chest and stomach area.  His
ass clamped around my cock and I began to fill him with my love juice.  I
backed down until Phil's back was on the bed and I was on my knees.  I fell
over onto Phil and we kissed again.  I rose up a little and my cock fell
out of his hole.  Phil lowered his legs to be bed and I rolled off of him.
We rested for a few minutes.

In a few minutes, Phil said "That was different, so different that I am
going to try that with you tomorrow morning."  I smiled and said "I have
been doing some reading."  He said "Well your ability to read and put the
words into action is commendable. That was one wild ride and I loved every
minute of it."  He reached over and began to play with the hair on my chest
and my nipples.  I lay there and enjoyed his touch.  In a few minutes his
hand dropped away and he pushed back against me.  I lay there and enjoyed
looking at him in the dimly lit room with some assistance from the moon.  I
reached around him and held his cock and felt his heartbeat.  Soon, I
dropped off to sleep.

END OF CHAPTER 31 - My Son and His Friends

Thank you to those who have written and inquired about this chapter.  I
promised that I would work on it and finally it came together.  This
chapter has had its moments - lots of rewriting and trying to coordinate
events, plus laying the groundwork for upcoming events.

I hope that you enjoy it.

Jay