Date: Fri, 21 Apr 2017 11:47:57 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jay Carrington <jcee1113@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son and His Friends

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Chapter 52 - My Son and His Friends

Sunday morning arrives and as I lay there, I can't help but compare this
morning's sounds against those at the lake.  Both places had chirping
birds, but there is a difference.  It seems as though the birds here, at
home, are chirping fast and there is really not a rhythm whereas the birds
around the lake are more relaxed and melodic.  I lay there and begin to
rethink my discussion with mom last year about buying some land in North
Georgia.  I would love to have an area that I could retreat to when needed,
but that would entail a lot of work to get it set-up and to keep it up
but....I felt lips on my forehead and that broke me out of my morning
thoughts.  I looked over and Phil was watching me intently.  He said "So
where were you this morning?" I replied "I was here, but I was just making
a comparison to the sounds here versus the sounds at the lake."  "Are you
sure you were not fantasizing about Matt?" I glared at Phil and said "You
are the one that seems to be hung up on Matt."  Phil rolled over, got out
of bed, and headed to the bathroom.  I joined him in a few minutes.  We
took care of our required morning rituals, dressed, walked into the family
room, and then Phil went to the backyard while I headed to the kitchen.

I opened the freezer and took out a box of waffles, and a can of frozen
orange juice concentrate.  I mixed the orange juice with water and let it
sit on the counter.  I popped the waffles in the oven and then, I walked
down to Ryan's room and called him to breakfast.  He was already awake when
I knocked on his door.  He quickly took care of his morning needs and
joined me in the kitchen.  I asked him to go tell Phil that it was time to
eat, and he did.  Phil joined us.  I said "Guys, this is a skimpy breakfast
as I have not been to the grocery store.  I plan on cooking a large meal
tonight because Ryan and Myles cannot eat or drink anything after nine
o'clock tonight and until they have their blood work."  Ryan looked at me
and said "You've got to be kidding me."  I said "No, Ryan, that is the
requirement, and we will abide by it."  Phil spoke up and said "Ryan, I
could use some help in the backyard this morning, and the pool needs to be
brushed and cleaned."  Ryan said "I can do that; I will start working on
the pool as soon as I finish breakfast."  We finished eating.  I cleaned
the kitchen while Ryan and Phil went to the backyard.  I finished my
grocery list and headed to the grocery store.

I walked into the grocery store, got a cart and began to move around the
store.  I was really proud of myself as I had really stuck to my list and
didn't allow anything to jump in the cart that wasn't on the list, until I
got to the bakery.  I could not resist the smells of the freshly baked
breads, so I bought a loaf of honey wheat bread and some Kaiser rolls.  I
proceeded to the checkout, but before I got there someone called my name,
and I turned around.  It was Landon.  He said "I thought that was you.  I
was working the check-out when you came in, so I took a break and have been
hunting you in the store."  I looked at him and said "How are you doing
Mr. Graduate?"  He smiled and said "It really doesn't feel any different
right now because it is summer, but I've heard that things will soon be
very different."  I smiled and said "There are many differences between
your classes in college and those that you had in high school.  First of
all, no bells, large assignments, large classes, no real personalized
teaching, and a lot of sit and get."  He said "I have heard some of that,
and I have talked to Dakota, as he and I will be going to the same college.
We wanted to ask you if you would help us with a review of science and
chemistry before we take those courses this fall."  I said "Landon, I have
several things to do this week, and I might have a trip in the wind for
next week, but I might be able to fit you two in for about an hour on
Monday and Wednesday of this week but next week will have to be confirmed
later."  Landon broke into a big smile and said "Mr. Brunson, we appreciate
this beyond words, and we will come focused to work because we cannot fail
at college."  He turned to head to the store's break room, and I continued
to the check-out.

After paying for my purchases, I returned to the Denali, loaded up, and
headed home.  As I pulled into the driveway, I saw that Phil had both Ryan
and Myles in the front yard helping him edge the walkway and the driveway,
and trim the shrubs around the house and in the beds located around the
yard.  They had it shaping up nicely.  I pulled into the garage and they
joined me to help take the groceries into the kitchen.  As soon as the last
bag had been set on the counter, Ryan began asking "What are we having for
lunch?"  I said "Well, we are going to have sandwiches for lunch, and I am
going to grill several chicken breasts later, so that you and Myles will
have meaningful food that will stay with you until after your blood work
tomorrow morning.  I began to store the purchases in the pantry, the
cabinets, the refrigerator, or freezer and when I had finished, I pulled
the deli meats, cheeses, and condiments from one of the bags and opened the
loaf of freshly sliced bread.  Phil opened a large bag of chips and Myles
pulled the soft drinks out of the refrigerator while Ryan grabbed paper
plates and the cutlery.  Everybody gathered around the counter and fixed
their lunch.  After we had eaten lunch, I cleared the kitchen and began my
prep-work for our evening meal.  I rinsed, cleaned and did some seasoning
to the chicken breasts; set them in the refrigerator; shucked and cleaned
ears of fresh corn; made a fresh squash casserole and placed it in the
refrigerator until I was ready to cook it.  I also made a fresh cherry
cobbler and cooked it while I cleaned the kitchen and placed the plates and
cutlery on the counter.  After I finished the prep work, I relaxed in the
family room while Phil and the boys worked in the backyard.

Around four-thirty I called them and told the boys that they needed to
shower.  I looked at Phil, and he said, "I know, me too," and he went to
our bathroom.  While they were showering, I started the grill, put the
squash casserole in the oven, put on a large pot of water to boil, wrapped
some rolls in aluminum foil, sliced a couple of fresh tomatoes; and mixed
my special BBQ sauce.  I pulled the chicken breasts out of the refrigerator
and allowed them to sit on the counter until I was ready for them to go on
the grill.  Phil emerged from the bedroom refreshed and dressed in a pair
of shorts and a polo.  I asked him to check on the grill.  He reported that
it was ready for the chicken, so I asked him to place the chicken breasts
on the grill and to monitor them.  He did.  I brought him the BBQ sauce,
and he began to slather it on after the chicken had browned a little.
Allowing the chicken to brown sealed the juices in each piece.  I returned
to the kitchen because Phil had things under control at the grill and
manned the oven and the pot of boiling water.  The boys returned from their
baths and they were dressed in shorts and T-shirts.  I asked Myles if he
would set the table in the dining room with the plates and cutlery.  He and
Ryan looked at one another and said "So who's the guest?"  I said "No
guest, just us."  Ryan said "Dad, we only eat in the dining room on special
days and when we have guests, so what is the big deal tonight?"  I shook my
head realizing that he was right, but I repeated that it was just us
tonight.  I said "I just wanted us to eat at the table tonight because we
are having BBQ chicken."  Myles placed the plates and cutlery on the table.
Ryan walked outside and talked to Phil while he worked with the chicken on
the grill.  Myles helped me by putting the cherry cobbler and the sliced
tomatoes on the table.  I dropped the ears of corn in the boiling water
when I had about ten more minutes of cooking time tied to the squash
casserole.  I took the casserole out of the oven and placed the rolls in so
that they could warm up.  Phil brought the chicken breasts to the kitchen
and I placed them on a platter, and he put them on the table.  I called the
boys to the table after taking the rolls out of the oven, and the corn out
of the hot water.  Ryan placed the butter on the table after he finished
filling the glasses with tea and ice.

We sat down, and I asked the blessing.  Everybody began to place their food
choices on their plates and started eating.  The chicken was a hit along
with the corn on the cob.  Myles hesitated on the squash casserole, but I
encouraged him to try it.  He did, and he liked it because I made it with
cheese.  We finished the main meal and then, I served the cherry cobbler to
everyone.  As we finished eating, I reminded the boys that they could eat
and drink until around nine o'clock tonight, but then nothing by mouth
until after tomorrow's blood work.  They were not happy, but seemed to
understand as they began to make plans for an eight-thirty snack.

I cleaned the dining table and the kitchen while Phil attended to some
things in his truck.  Ryan and Myles were in the family room watching a
movie.  After I finished cleaning up, Phil came in and asked me if I wanted
to go with him to visit some of his work sites.  I didn't hesitate and said
"Yes!  He asked the boys, and they wanted to go as well.  So we got in his
truck, and he drove us to five work sites.  We got out and walked the area
with Phil explaining what had yet to be completed and what was supposed to
have happened while he was at the lake.  I was impressed at how several of
the sites had been developed since I had seen them in late May or early
June while Phil was in Florida with his Dad.  We finished our tour, and
Phil suggested that we make a stop at the Dairy Queen which was seconded by
the boys.

We stopped, entered, and ordered sundaes or banana splits.  We sat at one
of the booths and enjoyed our treats while talking to Phil about the
overall plans for the developments that we had visited.  Phil explained
that when the area was fully developed, it would have three hundred and
thirty-five homes, two parks with ball fields, and a nature park.  Myles
was interested in the nature park, so he asked Phil a lot of questions
while Ryan's interest was in the parks with the ball fields.  We finished
and returned to the truck.  Phil drove us home, and I told the boys that if
they wanted anything else to eat that they had better do it now.  They took
me up on some Mac and cheese and sweet tea.  The boys finished their snack
and went to Ryan's bedroom.  Phil and I tried watching some TV in the
family room.  As we were sitting there, my phone rang.  I looked, and it
was Mom.  I answered, and she began with "Doug, have you forgotten how to
use the phone or did you forget my phone number?"  I was already on the
defensive when we started the phone call, so I was not in a talkative mood.
She kept pushing for us to visit this week, but I told her that we couldn't
due to medical appointments.  She continued to press me and told me that I
owed her a visit as she had not seen me since Christmas.  I finally said
"Mom, I will look at our schedule and see what we can do, but I am not
promising anything.  She said "Doug, I bought you and Ryan things when I
traveled to the Holy Land, and I would like to give them to you before I
die.  I knew instantly that this was not headed to a good resolution.  I
said "Mom, I have told you that we have things to do things associated with
Ryan going into high school, and I will have Myles too.  She said "Doug,
you have brought Myles before, so that is not a good reason.  I will expect
to hear from you this week as to when you will be visiting.  We finally
finished our call, and I put the phone down.  I was not a happy camper when
we hung up.  Phil looked over and said "Doug, you cannot let her get you
that upset.  Let's call it a night and go to bed."  I agreed and walked the
house making sure that it was secured.

After I had finished the security check, I walked down the hallway to our
bedroom, I found one of Phil's shoes, then another one.  A few steps
further, I found his shirt, and then, a little further, I found his shorts
just inside the bedroom door.  I looked and his boxers were at the foot of
the bed, and he was sprawled out naked on the bed with a hard-on.  I looked
at him, shook my head, and closed the door.  I walked over to the bed and
fell down so that I was between his legs.  I moved up a little so that I
was close to his cock and balls.  I could tell that he was expecting a
blowjob, but that was not in my plans, at this time.  I moved up and lay my
head on his upper thigh.  I watched his balls move around in his sack, and
I watched his cock throb with his heartbeat.  As I lay there, I watched his
pre-cum bead up in his slit and leak down the underside of his cock.  He
said "Are you just gonna lay there, or are you going to do something?"  I
raised up and said "You need to learn patience, all good things come in due
time."  I lay my head back down, and began to blow air on his cock and his
balls.  As I blew air on his balls they began to move around in their sack
again.  I have always been amazed at how they can move around, but that is
another one of the wonders of the human body.  I lay there for a few more
minutes and then, I stuck my tongue out and let it glide up the underside
of his pre-cum slicked cock.  I licked around the head of his cock and
inside the slit.  I love the taste of his sweet pre-cum.  As I was working
on the head of his cock, he began to lift his hips trying to force his cock
into my mouth.  I raised my head higher, and he finally realized that
tonight, I was in charge.  In a few minutes, he relented.  I began to lick
his cock again while pushing his legs apart with my elbows.  I took one of
his balls in my mouth and began to roll it around with my tongue then, I
began to hum as I tightened down on it in my mouth.  At the same time, I
let my hands slide down my sides and pushed my shorts and boxers down and
off.  Then, I raised up and took my shirt off too.  After I was naked, I
leaned over and grabbed the lube from the bedside table drawer, and dropped
a few drops on his taint.  I got up so that I was over him; then I lay down
and began to kiss him while I coated my cock in the lube.  I kissed his
neck, his eyes, nibbled on his ears, licked inside his ears and down his
neck.  I slid down and started using my mouth to lick and nip each of his
nipples.  As I bit his right nipple, he raised his legs and I moved into
position.  My cock found its target, and I gently pushed.  My cock entered
him, and I just let it glide in slowly.  I slid in until I could feel my
pubes against his hole.  I looked up at him, and he was laying there with a
blissful look on his face.  I began to pull out, and I felt him clamp his
legs around me in an effort to keep me in, but I continued to pull out and
then, I pushed back in so that I was deep in him.  I continued to glide in
and out and eventually, I began to speed up and pound him.  He began to
moan and grabbed his cock so that he could jack it off.  I decided to
torture his prostate so I rubbed over it many times, and he flailed his
head and jerked his cock while clamping down on my cock.  He began to cum
and shot his load on his chin and chest. As he relaxed, I began to cum
inside him.  I shot my load, and dropped down on him.  I lay there until I
regained my normal breathing pattern then, I kissed him and we rolled
around on the bed for a few minutes.  As we moved around on the bed, my
cock fell out, and he complained because he felt empty.  I told him to get
up and join me in the shower.  We took a quick shower while making sure
that our most prized parts were cleaned.  We finished our shower and
returned to bed.  I turned out the lamp on my side, and he turned the lamp
out on his side.  I pulled him over to me so that I could spoon him, and
that is the way that we fell asleep.

Phil woke me the next morning when he got out of bed.  I joined him for a
shower and then, we dressed for our day.  I cooked a breakfast for me and
Phil, and we ate it at the counter.  I said "I know that this is torture
for the boys smelling this food and not being able to eat anything until
later this morning."  Phil said "That is the one thing that I hate about
having blood work."  I nodded my head and said "Me too."  We talked about a
few things and then, Phil left for work.  I cleaned the kitchen and walked
the backyard looking at the work that Phil and the boys had completed
yesterday.  Around seven thirty, I walked back into the house and down to
Ryan's room.  I knocked on the door and told the boys it was time to get up
and get dressed.  I heard some mumbling and grumbling, but finally the door
opened and they walked across to the bathroom.  I heard the shower start
and then, the toilet flush.  I returned to the family room and watched an
old TV program on MeTV.  They joined me and quickly started complaining
that they were hungry, and that it was torture to have to smell the food
that I had cooked for Phil and me.  I ushered them to the Denali, and we
headed to the hospital.

I parked and we walked into the lobby.  We found the blood lab, registered
and sat down.  I noted that we were together even though we had different
last names.  Finally, we were called into a small room.  The technician
double checked the boys' identification and blood draw orders.  Ryan opted
to go first, so he sat in the chair.  The technician pulled eight vials
from his cabinet.  He swabbed Ryan's arm with alcohol and then, he inserted
the needle in Ryan's arm.  Ryan winched a little, and Myles shuddered.  The
technician started the blood draw and filled the eight vials.  He then
finished by putting a band-aid over the injection site and telling Ryan it
was over.  He then looked over at Myles, and I honestly thought that Myles
was going to bolt, but he looked at Ryan, and Ryan looked toward the chair.
Myles moved to the chair and sat down.  The technician began to work with
him while talking to him about his summer's activities.  Myles was very
verbal, but he kept looking at Ryan and talking about their summer.  In a
few minutes, the technician finished and let Myles get out of the chair.
After I had signed for both boys, we were dismissed, and the boys lost no
time in getting out of the lab.  We walked to the parking lot, got in the
Denali, and headed to a breakfast buffet.

Both boys ate a large breakfast at the buffet.  After they finished, we
returned to the house.  They walked down to Rob's house while I worked in
my office.  I decided that since the boys had a large breakfast mid-morning
that I would skip lunch.  I finished my work in the office around three
o'clock and walked into the family room.  The doorbell rang around three
thirty.  I answered the door and there stood Landon and Dakota with several
books.  I asked them in and we sat around the dining room table.  I asked
about their concerns, and they told me that they were concerned about the
topics in physical science and environmental science.  I decided that we
would focus on environmental science first, and our future sessions would
focus on physical science and chemistry.  We worked diligently reviewing
the subject content for three hours and then, I brought the session to an
end.  We set the next session for Wednesday afternoon.  I decided to go
ahead and give them fair warning that I might not be available next week
due to an out of town trip, but I would definitely know something by
Thursday afternoon.  I asked for their phone numbers so that I could text
them to let them know if next week's study session was on or off.  They
gave them to me, and then, they thanked me again and left.

I looked at the clock and decided that I had better start cooking because
Phil would be home soon.  I went to the kitchen, took out a couple of
chicken breasts from the refrigerator, sliced them lengthwise, salted and
peppered them, rolled them in bread crumbs and fried them until they were
light brown on both sides in olive oil and butter.  I let them drain while
I mixed a small can of seasoned tomato sauce with a larger can of plain
tomato sauce, and a can of diced tomatoes.  I put the sauce mixture on the
stove and let it warm up then, I placed some of the sauce in the bottom of
a medium sized casserole dish, added the chicken breasts, then more sauce
and finally several slices of mozzarella cheese.  I opened a bottle of
Alfredo sauce, put it in a small pot and placed it along with a pot of
water on the stove and had both ready to start when Phil arrived.  I
quickly fixed a salad and sliced some Italian bread.  I placed the bread in
aluminum foil and had it ready to place in the oven.  As soon as Phil
walked in the door, I told him to go shower and get ready to eat. I placed
the casserole dish in the oven and started it cooking.  I called Ryan and
told him that supper would be ready in fifteen minutes.  I brought the
water to a boil and added the fettuccini, then I put the bread in the oven
to warm.  I warmed the Alfredo sauce and when Phil returned, we placed
everything on the counter.  In a few minutes, Ryan and Myles arrived and we
began to eat our supper.

After we finished eating, the boys cleaned the kitchen while Phil and I
walked and talked in the backyard about several new projects.  I listened
as Phil detailed his plans for a hummingbird and butterfly garden along the
back edge of the yard.  I told him that I thought it might be better if it
was near the back porch so that we could sit and see them from the house.
We walked to the area that I had indicated, and Phil agreed that it would
be a better spot.  He said that he could have it in by Wednesday of next
week.  We returned to the house and settled on the sofa in the family room.
We watched a movie with Ryan and Myles.  We went to bed around eleven
o'clock.

Tuesday and Wednesday were busy days for all of us.  Phil worked at the
development; I worked at school reviewing new textbooks while the boys
attended a two and a half day summer camp for technology at the school.  I
got up Thursday morning and made breakfast for everybody.  I saw Phil off
and then, I hurried the boys to finish eating and get dressed so that I
could drop them off at school for the last part of their technology camp.
As they were eating, I began to plan packing lists for a possible trip to
mom and dad's.  I took the boys to school, dropped them off with a reminder
that I would pick them up at noon.  I told them that we would have to hurry
home, eat a quick lunch, shower and get dressed for their doctor's
appointment.

On the way to get the boys, I picked up two combos at Chick-Fil-A and
handed each boy one when they got in the Denali.  They began to eat their
lunch as I drove back to the house and had finished it by the time we
arrived home.  We got out and went into the house.  I sent them to shower
and get dressed while I continued to work on my packing lists.  I glanced
at the time and realized that I had to hurry them up, so I walked down the
hallway and knocked on the door and gave them a "hurry-up" pep talk.  I
returned to the family room, and in a few minutes they joined me.  They
were wearing shorts, T-shirts, and deck shoes.  They looked presentable.  I
picked up the paperwork that we would need to have completed at the
doctor's office and then, we walked out to the garage and got in the
Denali.  I drove to the doctor's office and parked.  We got out, walked
into the reception area, and I allowed the boys to check-in with the
receptionist.  We sat down and waited for twenty minutes.  Finally, the
nurse came to the door and called Myles.  We got up and walked to her.  She
looked confused and said "I only called for Myles."  I said "This is Ryan
and Myles, they are here for their school physicals and they want to see
the doctor together."  She said "This is highly unusual.  Let me check to
see if we can allow it, and are you Myles' Dad?"  I said "I am Ryan's
father, but I have authorization which is in your records to attend and
stand in for Myles' mother."  Again, she looked like she was going to put
up a road block, but Myles said "If he can't go in with me, I am not going
to do this."  She stepped back inside and was gone for a few minutes.  She
returned and called us back to an examination room.  I motioned for Myles
to sit on the examination table while Ryan and I sat in the chairs.  A
nurse entered and was startled to see us in there.  She said "I am here to
do the heights and weights, please follow me."  The boys followed her out
of the room and returned in a few minutes with their height and weights.
Ryan was 5'6" and 130 pounds while Myles was 5'5" and 120 pounds.  The
nurse followed them back in the examination room and took their temperature
and blood pressures.  She seemed to be okay with the results.  She left the
room after telling us that the doctor would be in shortly.

We were talking about their heights and weights when the doctor entered the
room.  He introduced himself to us, and we introduced ourselves to him.  He
looked at me and said "So you are Ryan's Dad, but how are you related to
Myles?"  I said "I am the neighborhood father.  Myles' mother is a nurse
and cannot get off work, so I take care of things for her.  She has given
authorization for me to be here and to make decisions within reason."  The
doctor flipped through the file and found the authorization.  He read it
and said "This definitely lays out that you are approved."  He then turned
to the boys and said "Who wants to go first?"  Ryan decided that he would
go first, so he and Myles changed places.  The doctor started with a check
of the eyes, the mouth/throat, the ears, the glands in the neck and then, a
check of the lungs.  He checked for reflexes and had Ryan pull off his
shoes and performed a nerve test on his feet.  He said "I think I am going
to do Myles now and then, we will continue with the rest of the
examination."  He called Myles over and gave him the same examination.  He
finished and looked over at me and said "I am going to have to ask them to
drop their shorts so you might want to step out."  Myles looked at him and
said "No, he stays," and Ryan agreed.  The doctor looked at me and said
"This is most unusual."  I said "Doc, I have been with Ryan all of his life
and Myles since he was about six years old.  I have seen them through their
changes so to us it is not a big deal."  He asked Ryan to come over to the
examination table.  He had him remove his shirt and take off his shorts,
but told him to keep on his boxers.  He had Ryan lay back, and he checked
his stomach area with the stethoscope and with his hand.  He then had Ryan
stand up at the end of the table.  He looked at Ryan and said "I am going
to ask you to drop your boxer briefs.  Are you okay with everybody being in
the room with you?"  Ryan said "Yes sir."  Ryan dropped his boxer briefs,
and he had a semi.  The doctor examined his penis and his balls.  He did
the check for a hernia by having Ryan turn his head and cough while he
checked the area around his balls.  He said "Ryan, the next part of the
exam may be a little uncomfortable, but we have to do it.  I need you to
step down and bend over this chair.  I am going to check your prostate.
Ryan did as he was told.  The doctor put on a glove and added some lube to
his finger.  He approached Ryan's upturned hole and inserted his finger.
It took Ryan by surprise; he jumped and glared at me.  The doctor found his
prostate and massaged it enough to get a sample which he placed on a
microscope slide.  He gave Ryan some tissue to clean himself and said
"Ryan, you seem to be a healthy young man."  The doctor completed his
paperwork and handed it to me.  He then called Myles to the table and did
the same examination to him that was done to Ryan.  After the exam on the
table was completed, he told Myles that it was time to finish this session.
Myles was a little skeptical of this part of the examination, but he moved
forward.  The doctor asked Myles to bend over the chair but Myles just
could not give the doctor access to his hole.  Finally, Ryan said "Myles,
it doesn't hurt, and it lasts only a minute, you can do it."  Myles leaned
across the chair and the doctor did his examination.  He took a sample of
Ryan's emission too.  He completed the paperwork and handed it to me.  He
said "Boys, you both seem to be healthy young men, but you have to check
yourself frequently.  You do this when you are taking a warm shower and
your balls are hanging freely.  Since Myles had not redressed, he asked him
to step up on the little stool at the end of the examination table and he
showed him how to examine his balls for any knots or bumps.  He said "It
doesn't hurt, but if you find something, tell your Dad and he will make an
appointment with us to do a further examination.  He told Myles to get
dressed and he did.  The doctor said "Let me step out and examine these
slides."

The doctor stepped out of the room and the boys finished putting on their
shoes and sat down with me.  Myles said "Pops, why didn't you warn us about
that finger thing?"  I smiled and said "Myles, it is part of the
examination, and all men must go through it.  I didn't tell you about it
because I didn't want to make a big deal out of it.  I knew that I was
going to be with you, so I thought that would be okay with you.  Ryan said
"So do you have to get the finger thing too?"  I said "Yes, but I also have
a blood test that checks for cancer twice a year."  The doctor entered the
room and said "The slides look normal.  I have reviewed the blood work for
each boy.  Ryan's looks great, but Myles has a high white blood count.  I
am concerned about that, so I am going to prescribe a medication."  I
remembered the "bug bite" and had the doctor examine it.  He said "This is
not a bug bite, I am not sure as to what it is, but I would like it
biopsied.  He wrote out an order, stuck his head out the door and told the
nurse to make the arrangements for the biopsy.  He asked the boys if they
had any questions, but they didn't, so we headed out after getting the
appointment card for the biopsy.

We reached the car and they immediately told me that they wanted to go to
the ice cream shop.  I drove there and we ordered a double dipper.  I
stepped outside and called Michelle.  I told her about the examination and
the biopsy.  She said "I will have to rearrange my schedule, but I can take
him because I have burdened you enough."  I said "Michelle, he is not a
burden, but I truly understand you wanting to be there."  We finished our
ice creams and headed home.  The boys immediately went into the house and
changed clothes.  Ryan walked out to the pool and decided that he and Myles
would re-clean it, so I let them.  They swept the walls and the floor of
the pool, checked the chemical levels, added chlorine, added some water,
and cleaned the area around the pool.  I worked in the kitchen preparing a
spaghetti sauce while they worked around the pool.  I finished the sauce
and let it simmer on the stove while I claimed a spot on the sofa.  I lay
there and drifted off to sleep until Phil arrived.  He walked in and called
my name.  I got up and walked with him back to the bedroom.  I talked to
him as he showered and changed clothes.  We returned to the family room and
were joined by Myles and Ryan.  They told him about their examinations and
made me the villain.  Phil snickered and said "Oh, so y'all had the fickle
finger, huh?"  Ryan said "I don't know about the fickle finger, but I had
the finger and Dad didn't warn us."  Phil laughed, and the boys were
horrified.  He said "Every one of us have had that experience.  No one told
me about it, and I was so upset that I almost cried because I thought that
the doctor had done something unlawful.  I trusted my Dad so I talked to
him in private.  He told me that every guy has to go through it and that it
is necessary to have a successful sex life."  Ryan said "He rubbed
something, and I thought I was going to pee, right there in the floor in
front of Dad and Myles."  I explained that it was the prostate and briefly
explained the importance and function of the prostate.  He seemed to
understand.  We finished talking about the visit to the doctor, and I
approached the idea that we might go to Mom's house.  Ryan said "I don't
want to go by myself, I don't have anyone to hang with, and I get so tired
of Grandma's picky ways.  I love Granddad, but she drives me up the wall.
Can Myles go?  I said "I will have to call Michelle and talk to her, but he
was with us last week and she might want him to stay home with her."  Ryan
said "Well, if he doesn't go, I don't want to go."  I looked at Phil and
shrugged my shoulders.

I went to the kitchen and finished cooking.  We sat around the counter and
ate.  Afterwards, I cleaned the kitchen.  I called and talked to Michelle
about Myles going with us.  She said "Doug, I would really like for him to
stay here with me, but I am having to work overtime, so I won't be able to
spend a lot of time with him, so if you really want him to go, he can."  We
talked about the biopsy and she told me that it could be a cyst and that
she was going to think that because at the moment, she couldn't handle
anything else.  I told her that I was thinking of them and would keep them
in my thoughts and prayers.  We hung up, and I told the boys that Myles
could go.  I talked to Phil about the upcoming trip, and I told him that if
things were okay with the biopsy that we would leave Saturday and come back
the following Friday.  He seemed to be okay with that because he had
several projects that were pushing deadlines, and he thought that he might
have to do some night work.  We watched TV until eleven o'clock, and then,
we went to bed.

Friday morning was here before I could plan for it.  Phil left before
daybreak, and I lay in bed for about another hour.  I walked down to Ryan's
room and woke him up.  After our morning showers, we went to Hardees for
breakfast.  We returned home and began to wash clothes and did a quick
cleaning of the house.  After we finished those two tasks, we focused on
packing our clothes for the trip to Mom's.  We finished and placed our
luggage near the door leading to the garage.  Ryan walked over and spent
some time with Jay while I made a trip to the grocery store to purchase
some frozen dinners for Phil since he is not keen on cooking, unless I am
here to guide him.  Later in the day, Michelle called to tell me that
Myles' biopsy had been completed and that it was projected that it would be
about a week before the results were ready to be shared.  I told her that
we had definitely decided to go to Mom's, so she said that she would pack
Myles' clothes and have them ready in the morning.  As we talked, Michelle
asked me if I would have a problem if she insisted that Myles spend the
night with her.  I told her that it would not be a problem because I would
drive down tomorrow morning and pick him and his luggage up.

Phil came home around five thirty and since I had not started supper, we
decided to go out to eat after he had his shower.  I called Ryan and told
him to come home.  Ryan walked in and sat with me in the family room.  We
talked about going out to eat.  He requested that we go to the Mexican
Restaurant because we hadn't been in a few weeks.  I agreed, so when Phil
finished his shower and was dressed to go, we headed to the Mexican
Restaurant.  We drove to the restaurant and judging from the number of cars
in the parking lot, it looked like we had arrived at the right time.  We
walked in and were seated immediately.  The evening's special was a grilled
steak quesadilla, so we decided to order one for each of us.  After we
finished our meal, we returned to the house.  I packed the Denali with our
things, leaving some space for Myles' stuff.  Ryan wanted us to watch a
movie with him, so he found the movie he wanted and started it.  He lay on
the floor with one of the large pillows under his head while Phil and I
reclined on the sofa.  The movie was intriguing, and it kept our attention.
The movie ended and everybody headed to their beds.

Phil and I retired to our room.  I pulled back the sheet and bedspread,
fluffed the pillows, and turned on the lamps by the bed.  Phil stripped
down to his boxers and got in bed while I took a quick shower.  After my
shower, I walked back to the bed and got in it.  I pulled the sheet up and
turned off the lamp on my side.  Phil leaned over and turned the lamp on
his side off and rolled back in bed pulling me close to him.  I let his
hand roam over my stomach and down to my cock.  He held my cock and began
to let his index finger move around its head smearing a drop of pre-cum
over my cock's head.  I felt my cock responding and then, he began to
fondle my balls.  I turned to him, rolled on top of him, and began to lick
his nipples.  As I licked those nubs, they began to harden because I spent
a little time on both of them, giving them little bites and pulling on them
with my teeth.  He began to moan, and I felt his cock begin to harden.  I
let my hands slide down his sides and into his boxer briefs.  I sat up, and
slid them down and off when he lifted his legs.  I tossed them across the
room and then, I fell back down so that we were cock to cock, nips to nips,
and lips to lips.  We kissed and let our hands roam all over each other.
Phil rolled me on my back and lifted my legs to his shoulders.  He said "I
need to give you reason to miss me for the next few days."  I smiled and
kissed him quickly.  He leaned over, opened the drawer to the nightstand,
grabbed the lube, opened it and coated his cock with it.  He took some and
coated my hole with it.  He tossed the lube back in the drawer, wiped his
hands on the sheets and aligned his cock with my hole.  He entered me
slowly until I could feel his trimmed pubes against my hole.  It felt so
good to have him in me.  He licked my neck and bit my earlobe.  He began to
glide in and out of me, and all I could do was moan.  He continued gliding
in and out for a while and then, he pulled out and ordered me to get in the
doggy position.  I did, and I had to put my head down and adjust my butt so
that he could get to me.  He entered me again, and began a slow rhythm
which built to him pounding me while he pinched and pulled on my nips.  My
cock and balls were jiggling as he pounded me and I could feel his balls
hit mine until they drew up as I began to shoot my load and he began to
fill me with his cum.  He collapsed on top of me breathing heavily.  I was
under him until he got his breathing back to normal and then, he pulled out
and rolled onto his back.  I moved so that I could lay down, and then, he
pulled me to him.  We lay like that for a few minutes without saying a word
which soon allowed us to fall asleep.

I was dreaming near daybreak, and for some reason, I jumped.  This woke
both of us up.  He got up, pulled me up and out of the bed, and we walked
to the bathroom to take our morning showers and other morning business. I
dressed in a pair of black shorts, a green polo, and my deck shoes with a
pair of black liners.  I straightened up the bed while Phil dressed for
work and then, we walked out to the kitchen.  He grabbed a quick bowl of
cereal and told me that he would eat a better breakfast later in the
morning.  After he finished eating, he left after giving me a kiss and a
hug.  I walked down to Ryan's room, knocked on his door, and told him to
get up and get ready to go.  He opened his door dressed in a pair of boxer
briefs and walked over to the bathroom.  I heard the shower start, so I
headed back to the family room.  In a few minutes, Ryan joined me and we
watched the morning news to get an update on the weather.  As soon as the
weather report was over, I told Ryan to call Myles and let him know that we
were on our way.  He did, and then, we walked out to the garage, got in the
Denali, and backed out.  I drove down to Myles' house, and he was ready.
We got out and helped him load his luggage.  Michelle gave him a quick kiss
and a hug which embarrassed him.  Michelle made him bring a pillow and a
blanket, so he put them on the seat that he would be sitting on while Ryan
was in the co-pilot's seat.  I backed out of their driveway.  We waved to
Michelle as we began our journey to Mom's.  We headed out of town as soon
as we picked up our breakfast biscuits and drinks at Hardees.

End of Chapter 52 - My Son and His Friends

Thanks to all of you who have written about the story.  I must really say
that I am impressed with those who have just joined the story and read
fifty-one chapters in two or three days.  Your dedication says a lot about
you.  If you have questions or comments, please write and let me hear them.

The story continues with the gang returning from the lake and now heading
to Doug's Moms and Dad's house.  Doug is already on edge with his mom, will
things improve or will it be a typical visit with her?  Will Doug be able
to visit with his friend Randy?  Will Myles and Ryan enjoy their trip?
Will they get to go fishing with G-Pa?  Will anything happen with the
biopsy?

I hope that you have enjoyed this chapter. I have already started Chapter
53.  I look forward to your comments and questions.

Have a great weekend!

Jay