Date: Sun, 27 Mar 2016 01:48:10 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 33 of My Son and His Friends

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Chapter 33 - My Son and His Friends

I gradually woke up the next morning to Phil on my left as I had been
sleeping on my stomach.  As I became more at myself, I turned to my right
to see who else was in the bed with us, as the memories of last night came
drifting back to me.  I looked and there lay one of the pillows.  There was
no person there.  I just lay there and stared at that pillow.

In a few minutes, I turned over and in doing so, I woke Phil up.  I sat up
in the bed and looked around.  Phil said "Doug, we are in Atlanta at the
Marriott."  I said "I know that, but I want to know who else is in this
room."  He said "Doug, it is just the two of us."  I looked at him and said
"Phil, when you pulled away from me last night someone took your place.  I
felt him enter me, and he pumped me full of his juices."  Phil sat up in
the bed and looked me in the face.  He said "Doug, our room door is locked
just like I locked it last night.  You have to be inside to lock it."  I
looked at him and then, I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, I
checked the shower, I checked the closet, and I even looked under the bed.
There was no one there.  I walked over to the door and looked at the lock;
it was locked just like Phil had said.  I glanced around the room and there
was not a door to an adjoining room.  I walked back to the bed and sat down
near Phil.  I said "I know I am not crazy, as I know what I felt last
night.  Some guy had sex with me after you did."  Phil looked at me and
said "Doug, don't you think I would know if someone else had been in this
bed with us?"  I just looked at him and said "It was so real, it was just
so real."

Phil rolled off the bed and said "It is time to get out of bed, time for a
shower as we have some sightseeing to do today and we don't have to babysit
anyone."  He walked up to me, extended his hand and pulled me off the bed.
I stood there and watched him walk to the bathroom.  In a few minutes, I
joined him at the toilet as we took our morning wiz.  He turned the water
on at the sink and allowed it to warm up.  Then, he opened his can of
shaving cream and applied it to his face and began to shave.  I found my
can of shaving cream and did the same thing as I had put my toiletry bag in
the bathroom when we arrived.

We finished shaving and then, we both got in the shower.  Phil turned the
water on and adjusted the temperature.  We took a quick shower with no
playing around.  We got out, dried off and walked back into the main room
to dress.  Since I had not packed my clothes, I did not know what I was
going to wear, but Phil had made the choices and told me what I was to wear
for the day.  It was jeans, a Henley shirt, a long-sleeved flannel shirt,
heavy socks, tennis shoes, and a heavy jacket as it was supposed to get
colder and be extremely windy today.

We rode the elevator down and had breakfast in the restaurant.  Phil told
me that we were going to have a fast breakfast as he wanted us to go to
several of the malls.  He explained that we could have a better lunch at
one of the malls, and that we would return tonight for an even better meal
as we had reservations at another restaurant at seven.

I looked at him and said "You really spend some time planning all of this
didn't you?"  He smiled and said "Yes, I did, the hardest part was packing
for you since you are so damned picky."  I put my fork down and said
"Damned picky huh?"  He chuckled and said "Did I stutter?  I said damned
picky and I meant it."  I feigned hurt, but I knew he was right as I am
very picky about what I wear and how I look outside the house.

We finished our waffle and juice, paid our bill, and asked the valet to
bring the Denali down for us.  As we stepped outside, I understood the need
for the Henley shirt, flannel shirt, jacket and heavy socks.  I slipped
behind the wheel as Phil entered from the passenger's side door.  He began
to fumble with the GPS and soon we were on our way to Lenox Square.

We parked and wandered around Lenox Square.  We entered the mall and began
to walk and explore the stores that appealed to us.  Around one o'clock, I
saw a sign for the Cheesecake Factory and I made a strong plea to eat
there.  Phil smiled and said "I was hoping that you would want to eat
there, but remember eat reasonably as we are going to a good place
tonight."

We entered and had to wait for about fifteen minutes.  We were soon seated
and looked over the menu.  I said "Phil, one thing that I have always
wanted to do is to just order appetizers and let them be our meal."  He
said "Sounds like a plan, what should we order?"  I focused on their
offerings and suggested: Thai Lettuce Wraps, Sweet Corn Tamale Cakes,
Crispy Crab Wontons, and Fried Calamari.  Phi agreed with my choices.  We
ordered those appetizers plus Coca- Colas.

Phil excused himself and walked to the restroom.  I remained at our table.
Phil returned and had no sooner slid into the booth than, the dishes began
to arrive.  We placed several items on our plates and began to eat and
drink our Cokes.  We finished eating and agreed that we really enjoyed all
of the choices, but two really stood out.  They were the Thai Lettuce
Wraps, and the Sweet Corn Tamale Cakes.  We sat there for a few more
minutes and then, I told Phil that I needed to go to the restroom.  I
finish and return just as he is paying the bill.  We walk out and return to
the Denali.

We get back in and drive downtown.  We park and walk to Underground Atlanta
and the World of Coca Cola.  I really enjoyed the tour of the World of Coca
Cola as I got to taste a number of different beverages and see a lot of the
history associated with my favorite drink.  I told Phil that I would like
to bring the boys up here one day, and he just smiled.  Phil looked at his
watch and said "Doug, it is five fifteen, we need to go back to the hotel,
shower, and dress for our evening out."  I looked at him and said "But,
I've only covered parts of this."  He said "It will be here for you on
another day."  We walked out, got in the Denali and returned to the hotel.
We returned to the room, took separate showers with Phil going first.  I
stepped out and Phil had my clothes laid out for me.  I looked at this
choice and I was pleased.  I dressed quickly and we were soon ready to head
back to the lobby.

Phil asked that a taxi be called.  It arrives and we get into it. Phil
gives the driver the address and soon we are pulling up in front of Pitty
Pat's Porch.  I look at Phil and tell him "This is one of my favorites.  I
brought the boys up here last year, and we had a great time here.  It is
rich in history and the food is fantastic.  You have done good - Thank you
so much for bringing me here.  I promise that I will take care of you later
tonight."

We entered and were seated as we had reservations.  Phil insisted that we
order drinks so I thought that I would try a mint julep jus' cause.  Phil
ordered a rum and coke.  We sipped our drinks and looked over the menu.  I
finished my drink and then I returned to my favorite drink, the whiskey
sour.  We had three drinks each and then, we ordered our meal.  Phil
ordered the Twelve Oaks BBQ ribs and I ordered Aunt Pittypat's Ribeye.  We
shared some of our dish with each other and then, we ordered Pittypat's pie
for dessert.  Phil insisted that we end our meal with another drink so we
sat there talked and drank two more.  I was beginning to feel the effects
of the drinks, and I told Phil that it was time to go home.  He paid the
bill, we got up, walked out, and he hailed us a cab.

All the way home, Phil kept rubbing my thigh and every so often would allow
his hands to massage my junk.  I pushed his hands off me several times as I
did not like being so obvious in the cab.  Phil leaned into me and
whispered "We are in a different town and no one knows us, relax."  I tried
to understand him, but I am just not wired to do such things in this
environment.  We pulled up to the hotel, I paid the taxi and we walked into
the hotel.  Phil guided me towards the bar and we had another couple of
drinks.  I went to the restroom as I felt that I was about to pop.  I
returned to the table, and Phil headed to the restroom.  As soon as he
returned, he said "Doug, I am ready to go to the room as I am sooooooooo
ready to tap your hole tonight."  I looked at him and said "You had that
honor last night, tonight it is my time."  He said "No, you can have
tomorrow morning, and tomorrow night, but I want tonight as you have me so
boned up.  We got up and walked to the elevator.  The doors opened, we
entered, he pushed the button for our floor, and we were on our way up.  As
we ascended, Phil rubbed my ass and groped my junk.  I felt so embarrassed
as I just knew that there had to be a security camera in that elevator.

We made it to our floor, got off and walked down to our room.  Phil opened
the door and we walked in.  He guided me over to the window and we stood
and watched the traffic below.  He began to strip and so did I.  I love
being naked and I especially love being naked with Phil.  He led me back to
the bed and we began to make out.  We kissed and rolled around the bed.
Phil moved us to the center of the bed with him on top of me.  He moved
down and began to lick my cock and balls.  His warm moist mouth on my cock
felt so good.  As he sucked me, he began to play with my nips and the hair
on my chest.  I grabbed his head and pulled him up and down on my cock.  He
moved up and began to kiss me so that I could taste my pre-cum.  As he
moved up, he allowed his hard cock to rub against mine.  The feeling was so
great.  He lifted my right leg over his shoulder and then, did the same
with my left.  I knew then what he was going to do.  He slobbered on my
hole and then, positioned his cock at my entrance.  He shifted, and he
entered.  I do love to feel the connection between us when we are joined.
He began to slide in, and I grabbed his face and sucked his tongue for all
I was worth.  He began to slide in and out of me with more force and
purpose.  He stopped and turned me over so that my head was face down in
the pillows and my ass was stuck in the air.  He walked up to me on his
knees and entered me.  He began to make love to me while his hands roamed
my chest.  As he did this, I felt another set of hands on my taint, and
they began to stroke the backside of my balls.  I tried to raise up, but
Phil held me down and fed me his cock.  He pounded me and then he began to
fill me.  He stayed in me for a while and then, he began to shrink and
popped out.  I wanted to roll over, but I was so tired that I just stayed
in the position that he had placed me in.  I began to feel sleepy and then,
I felt something poking around my hole again.  It entered me, and I felt so
complete again.  I laid there and enjoyed the love making that was
happening to me.  I felt him orgasm in me, and I tried to roll over, but I
couldn't.  He became very still, and I slowly fell to sleep.

I awoke the next morning with a start. I sat up in the bed and I guess my
sudden movement woke Phil up.  He woke up with a bewildered look on his
face.  "What is going on with you Doug?"  I got off the bed, walked over to
the closet, opened the doors, looked in the closet, walked to the bathroom,
searched in the bathroom and bathtub, returned to the main room and looked
under the bed.  He said "Again, what in the hell is going on?"  I looked at
him and I said "Phil there was someone in our room again last night and
they were feeling me when you made love to me and then, when you finished
they entered me and fucked me until they came.

Again, Doug looked at the door and said "The deadbolt is in position on the
door, just as it was last night.  Are you dreaming and hoping to have a
three way?"  I sat down on the bed then, I moved so that I was under the
cover with my back against the headboard.  "No, I am not, I know when
someone is handling me and when they are in me and I can tell you that I
did not dream that.  Someone was in our room."  Phil got up and went to the
bathroom to pee.  As soon as I heard him peeing, I had to go so, I went in
and joined him at the toilet.  I looked at his naked body and said "I think
you owe me."  He smiled and said "Do you think I will have someone come and
feel me up?"  I slapped his naked ass and pointed the way to the bed.

We returned to the bed and lay down.  I rolled over and began to nibble on
his neck and earlobes.  I licked my way down to his nipples and began to
chew and pull on them.  He began to move around as his nipples are really
sensitive.  I reached down and felt his hard cock.  He was leaking and I
let my thumb rub around his slick head.  He was really moving around now.
I attacked his lips and we kissed deeply.  I rubbed his taint and allowed
one of my fingers to enter his hole and explore.  In a few minutes, he was
begging me to enter him and I did.  I pushed his legs up to his chest and
walked my hard cock to his hole.  I leaned over and kissed him while my
cock entered his warm moist tunnel.  It seemed to beckon me in and I
willingly sunk all the way in. Then, I began to pull out and push in.  He
began to meet my thrusts and soon we were heading to a major cum.  I felt
him grip my cock and then, he began to spew his cum between us.  This set
me off and I began to spray my cum in him.  We lay there for a few minutes
and finally I pulled out with a pop and he winced.  I lay back down by him
on my back and he raised up on his elbow and said "Well, I am so
disappointed as no one played with my balls while you were attacking me."
I just glared at him.

I looked over at him and said "Phil, it is time for our morning shower and
then, we need to head out to wherever you have planned for us to go."  He
got up and stretched, showing off that sexy body of his.  I just wanted to
suck him more as I looked at that great cock.  I particularly love the way
his ridge makes his cock look so big and it is set off by his dark
circumcision scar.  I followed him to the bathroom where we shaved and
showered.  I did get to suck him more in the shower and I did get my
reward.  He tried to suck me, but I told him that I could not cum anymore
until tonight.  We finished and returned to the main room, dressed and
headed down to the valet's stand.

The Denali was pulled up to the hotel entrance and we got in and drove off.
Phil told me that he wanted to go to the Mall of Georgia which is the
largest mall in Georgia.  He set the GPS and we headed in that direction.
We stopped at an IHOP for a quick bite to eat and then, we were off to find
this huge mall.  We saw it off to our left.  I followed the directions
given to me by the GPS and we were soon sitting in one of the many parking
areas.  There are five major anchor stores and about 190 other shops.  We
got out and began to wander around, just browsing and making notes about
things we might want to come back for when we began our Christmas shopping.
Imagine that, eleven months out and already thinking about Christmas
shopping.

We enjoyed our time there, but realized that we needed to eat something of
substance before we headed back to the hotel.  We did not have reservations
for the evening so we headed over to On the Border for some good Mexican
food.  We decided that since we were a distance away from the hotel that we
would not drink alcoholic beverages so we ordered Coca-Colas.  We then had
them make us fresh guacamole at the table and then, we each ordered the
classic shredded beef burrito.  We enjoyed our food as well as the
atmosphere.  We finished our meal, I paid, we went to the restroom while
waiting for the server to complete our transactions.  After we finished
those things, we headed back to the hotel.

I pulled up to the hotel and allowed the valet to park the Denali for us.
We walked in and headed up to our room.  We rode the elevator up and then,
walked down to our room.  Phil swiped the card key and I opened the door.
Phil entered behind me, closed the door, and locked the deadbolt.  He
called my attention to that fact.  I could only glare at him.  He further
pissed me off by saying "Before we go much further, let me check the
closet, Nope nothing here, let me check the bathroom, Nope nobody here, and
nobody is hiding in the closet, and before we go any further let me check
under the bed, Nope, no one here either, Okay, I think it is safe for us."
I was royally pissed by this time; I walked over to him and pushed him onto
the bed.  He had a surprised look on his face as he did not know if I was
playing, or if I was really going to get violent.

I stood there and looked down at him.  I said "Don't you dare move!"  He
had a confused look now; I began to take off my shirt.  I kicked my shoes
and pulled my socks off then, I dropped my slacks just leaving me in my
boxer briefs.  I reached over, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped
his slacks, pulled his shoes and socks off and then I jerked his slacks
down and off his legs.  I reached up and grabbed the waist of his boxer
briefs and took them down and off.  Phil had a surprised look on his face.
I crawled over him and sat on his cock while I started pinching his
nipples.  They hardened quickly.  I slid over and his cock was standing up
towards his belly button.  I slapped it rather hard and he screamed.  He
drew his legs up and I grabbed his balls.  I slightly squeezed them just
hard enough to get his attention.  I had his attention believe me.

I looked down at him and said "One rule with me is you do not make fun of
me when I have told you the truth.  There was someone in this room with us
during the past two nights. I know when I am being touched by someone other
than you.  I know when another cock has been inserted in me.  Don't you
ever make fun of me like that again.  I can take a joke, I can laugh, but
this is not funny.  We could have been hurt or worse yet, killed.

Phil rolled me over and he assumed the top or power position.  He pulled
his shirt off.  He said "Doug, there is no way someone could have been in
this room as I locked the door, the deadbolt, and there are not other ways
into this room."  He leaned down and kissed my neck, tongued my ear and
then, traced my jawbone down to my chin with his tongue.  He pushed my arms
up over my head and began to run his hands from my pits to my fingers.  He
discovered that I was ticklish and this led to some major movement from me.
We continued to play wrestle around and soon he pulled my boxer briefs off
and tossed them over by the doorway.  He then placed a pillow under my ass
and raised me so that my hole was aligned with the tip of his cock.  He
leaned over and gradually inserted his cock into me.  He thrust in and out
with a variety of short and long strokes and several twists of his hips.
He played a number on my prostate.  I raised my head and bit his neck as he
tongued and bit mine.  He continued to do this while telling me that he was
in charge and that, I was his bitch.  I let him know that I would never be
his bitch and he pounded me harder.  The feelings were almost
indescribable.  Soon I felt my hole begin to tighten around his cock and I
began to spray cum between us.  He then resumed his movements in me and he
began to cum.  He fell on top of me and soon our cum began to feel like wet
glue sticking to our chests.  After a while, I tired of him laying on me
and I rolled him off of me.  The movement pulled the hair on my chest and
actually pulled some out and they were on Phil's chest now.

He grabbed his pillow, pulled the covers back and slid under the sheets.  I
joined him a few minutes later.  I dropped off to sleep thinking that maybe
I had dreamed that someone had been in our room on the previous nights as
there was definitely no one in the room tonight.

We woke up the next morning, showered, and began to pack.  As I began to
assemble our clothes so that I could wash them, I discovered that my most
favorite pair of boxer briefs was missing.  I looked under the bed, in the
bathroom, in the closet, emptied our luggage, but could not find them.  I
mentioned this to Phil.  He stepped away from me and said "Must have been
your mystery guest.  He probably took them as a souvenir."  I stepped
towards him, and he ran into the bathroom and locked the door.  I returned
to what I was doing.  In a few minutes, he unlocked the door and helped me
finish packing.

We finished and rode down to the ground floor.  I walked out and asked the
valet to bring the Denali down while Phil settled up with the front desk.
He walked out about the time that the Denali was being parked in the
entrance by the valet.  We loaded our bags and were soon headed home.  We
stopped at an IHOP on the way home and we ordered the breakfast sampler and
orange juice.  We finished our breakfast, I paid the bill, and we continued
our journey home.

I told Phil that I had really enjoyed the weekend without responsibilities.
He smiled and said "I think we should do this ever so often."  We reviewed
our sightseeing and shopping adventures.  I thumped my head with the palm
of my hand and said "I just don't know what happened to my favorite boxer
briefs."  I thought I heard Phil chuckle, and I quickly looked over at him,
but he had a straight face.  He said "Doug, maybe the maid gathered them up
when she was changing the sheets on our bed."  I thought about it and it
seemed plausible.  I resumed talking about the trip and how special
everything had been this past weekend.

Before long, we were pulling into the driveway.  I pulled into the garage
and parked.  We got out and took our bags into the laundry room.  I pulled
the bundled clothes out that I had sorted according to how I would wash
them and began a load.  Phil took the other bags into the bedroom.  He took
the toiletry bags out, put mine in the closet and his in his overnight bag.
He began to gather his stuff and laid it on the bed.  He then returned to
the family room and turned the TV on.  He began to watch a movie while I
started washing the clothes.  I joined him between loads.  I hung and
folded our clothes.  Soon they were ready to be put up or packed.

Phil grabbed his clothes and placed them in his bags.  He returned to the
family room with his bags in his hands about the time that the boys walked
into the house.  Jay looked at Phil and said "I am so glad that you know
that when I enter that you should leave."  Phil looked a Jay, dropped his
bags, sat down by me and put his arm around my shoulders.  Jay walked on
into the room and sat across from Phil.  He said "Phil, I know you brought
me something because you missed me."  Phil looked at me and said "Did we
bring them anything?"  I looked at each one of the boys and said "I think
we did.  I got up, walked to my bedroom, found the bag of presents, and
returned to the family room.  I gave each boy their presents and told them
that they were from both of us.  Ryan, Myles, and Rob thanked both of us
with a hug and a "Thank you."  Jay thanked me and hugged my neck.  He
looked over at Phil and said "So cheapskate, did you actually help with
these gifts?"  Phil's expression changed, he looked at me and said "Jay, I
did for the other guys but I found yours in the trash."  Jay cringed and
said "Yeah, right.  Pops would not allow you to treat me that way."  Phil
laughed and lunged across the room, grabbed Jay and wrestled him to the
floor tickling him and giving him a noogie.  Jay screamed and the rest of
us laughed.  Phi let Jay up and Jay finally hugged Phil and thanked him.

We sat around and told the boys about our sightseeing trips.  They seemed
to enjoy our stories.  After we finished sharing our stories, the boys
shared with us what they had done over the holiday weekend.  They talked
about some of the pranks that they had pulled on Rob's sisters, the places
that they had gone to eat, how they had aggravated Shane when he came by
his house, and the fun that they had during their sleep-overs.  They
finally finished and then, Ryan said "Dad, we need to start thinking about
Valentine's Day."  I looked at Phil and said "Ryan, what do you have in
mind?"  He said "We have been thinking and have decided that we don't want
to do anything at our homes, but we want to rent a limo and have it pick us
up and take us to our school dance.  We need to talk our parents into
sharing the costs."  I said "I think we can do that.  Make some phone calls
tomorrow and see what you can find out regarding prices and availability."
Jay said "We knew we could count on you Pops!"

I looked at Rob and said "I do believe that you have a birthday coming up
and he said "I do, I will be fifteen."  Phil said "Wow, it is hard to
believe that you are going to be fifteen, Rob.  When is your birthday?"
Rob said "It is February 19th."  Phil smiled and said "Interesting."  Jay
looked over and said "Phil what day were you hatched?"  Phil looked over at
jay and said "Jay, unlike you, I was delivered on February 28th."  Jay
started to say something, but Phil got his shot in by saying "Jay, your
brother told me about how they found you under one of the cabbage leaves in
the garden.  I think he said that you were a cabbage patch kid."  Jay
reddened and Phil laughed.  Ryan looked over at Phil and asked "Phil, how
old will you be this year?"  Phil looked at me and said "I will be
thirty-three years old."  Jay looked at me and said "Oh so you are a
cougar!"  I felt my face turn red and I glared at him. Ryan turned to Jay
and said "Drop it." And he did.

In about fifteen minutes, all of the boys left to go to their homes except
Ryan.  We sat and talked with Phil for a few minutes then, Phil said that
he had to go.  I looked at Ryan and said "Ryan, I think the three of us
should go out to eat.  Phil can drive his truck and follow us. We can come
back home and go to bed."  He agreed so we got up, and left the house.  I
drove to the Burger Hut and we ordered hamburgers, fries, and cokes.  We
sat and listened to Ryan talk about what the boys had planned for
Valentine's Day.  I remembered wanting to do some of those things, but my
mom would never allow it.  I was determined to give my son a different
Valentine's experience than I had when I was in eighth grade.

We finished eating, I paid our bill, and we walked outside.  We chatted a
little more and then, we headed home.  We walked into the house and Ryan
walked to his room.  He walked back to my bedroom later and asked me to
help him with an issue that he was having in science.  We sat on my bed and
I guided him to understanding the issue that he was having.  He got up,
thanked me, leaned over and kissed me on my cheek.  I felt tears well up in
my eyes as I suddenly thought that he was growing up and one day soon he
would not be there with me.  He returned to his bedroom and I pulled the
covers back on my bed.  I stripped down, and got in bed.  I pulled my novel
out and began to read.  I read for about an hour and then, I put the book
down, turned off the light, adjusted my pillows, and soon I was asleep.

End of Chapter 33 - My Son and His Friends

Thanks to those who wrote regarding Chapter 32.  Your comments regarding
the cliffhanger were very interesting and indicated that you have a strong
bond with Doug and Phil. So the questions remain - Was there someone in the
room with Doug and Phil?  What happened to Doug's favorite boxer briefs?
What will Jay plan for Phil's birthday?