Date: Tue, 17 Jun 2003 17:26:21 EDT
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: Point of View - Chapter 20

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Point of View - by Erastes                        Copyright 2003 by Erastes
Chapter 20 - The decision.                        March 2003

Even though Sherry had wanted to throw him a party similar to the one he'd
had the year before, Jared continued to protest against that idea.
Eventually Sherry gave in to him, and agreed to hold only a small family
party to celebrate this event, with just the three of them, Jared, Josh,
and her.  Jared had even tried to object to even that, but he finally
agreed, to make his mother happy, but he knew the party wasn't going to be
very much fun for him.

When his birthday arrived, he almost dreaded the fact, but he knew he had
to do this, at least for his mother's sake.  She even took off work that
day, so she'd have more time to spend with him.  It was just after lunch
when they decided to have his cake and ice cream, seeing no one else would
be coming.  Sherry had baked the cake herself, and she had purchased three
of Jared's favorite ice cream flavors.  Now she lit the sixteen candles on
his cake, and she and Josh began to sing 'Happy Birthday' to him.

"Mom," he protested, "I'm not a little kid any more, so we don't need the
candles or the singing."  Sherry and Josh ignored him and continued until
they had finished the song.  Now she had him cut the cake, gave him the
first slice and one scoop each of the three flavors of ice cream.  Before
long she and Josh were joining him in this little treat, and once they had
finished, she brought out his presents, for him to open.  There were two
gifts from her, two from Josh, and then a final gift from both of them, but
Jared didn't seem very thrilled with any of them.  He did thank them, and
told them they were nice and he liked them, but they could both tell he was
just being polite.  Sherry's heart was breaking as she watched her son mope
through the day that should have been one of his happiest times.

They were just about to give up and call it quits, when there was a knock
on the door.  Jared gave his mother a bone-chilling look when he heard the
knock.  "You didn't invite anyone else after I told you not to, did you?"
he spat out.

"No, dear.  You told me not to, so I honored your request."  He looked at
her like he wasn't sure he believed her.

"Then who's there?"

"I don't know, but one of us should go check.  The only thing I can think
of is I ordered you another present, which was to be sent U.P.S., so maybe
that's being delivered now."  He still eyed her suspiciously.  "Do you want
to go see if that's it, or do you want Josh or me to do it?"

"One of you can go.  I'm going to my room."  He started to walk away.

"Honey, why don't you wait and see if it's your present.  If it is, you can
open that now too."  He wasn't happy about the prospect, but he stayed
there, waiting to see when he could leave.

"Okay, then I might as well get the door then," he said, walking dejectedly
to see who was there.  When he opened it he began to get all excited,
jumping up and down, and turning to smile at his mother and brother.  After
that he jumped into my arms, wrapped his arms around my neck, and his legs
around my waist.

"Happy Birthday, sport," I told him, kissing him on the cheek.  "I hear
you're legal now."

He was still speechless, but he was hugging me so tightly that I was having
difficulty breathing.  I noticed even Josh was excited and he had come over
to stand beside me.  Finally Jared found his tongue.  "Oh, Bob, I've missed
you so much.  Can you forgive me for all the trouble I caused you?"

"Jared, it wasn't you, and it wasn't Josh either," I told him, putting my
arm around Josh's shoulders too, and hugging him against us.  "First of
all, it was my mistake for giving in to you about the sex, because I was
the adult and ultimately responsible."

"But if it wasn't for us, you wouldn't have gone to jail," he insisted.

"That might be true, but your mother explained everything that happened to
me.  As far as I'm concerned, it's all in the past and there are no hard
feelings.  How about you boys?"

"What about us?" Josh asked.

"Well, can you forgive me for putting you in that situation?"  They both
looked at me as if I had three heads.

"You never did anything to hurt us.  You were good to us and did all kinds
of special things for us," Jared told me.  "Josh and I think the world of
you and we both love you.  You're my dad now, but because of me you went to
jail."  He began to cry.

"Jared, I love both of you too, and nothing has ever changed that."

"Then why didn't you come see me or call me after you got out of jail?
It's because you hate me now, isn't it."  He was crying even harder.

"Not at all," I assured him.  "I was told that I should avoid contact with
you until you reached legal age, so nothing else would happen.  However,
today you became legal, didn't you?"  He looked at me and I could see the
pieces falling into place.

"Yeah, I'm sixteen now."  He was beaming, thinking about what this meant
for us.

"What about me?" Josh wanted to know.  "Do I have to wait until I'm legal,
before I can spend time with you again to?"

"No, sport, because we aren't having sex, but Jared and I will have to make
sure the door is shut and locked from now on.  That's an order from my
attorney," I told them, adding a wink.

"Not a problem," Jared said.  "I'll take care of that personally, as long
as we can have sex again."  Just then he happened to look back and see the
expression on his mother's face.  "Sorry, Mom.  I didn't mean to bring up
the sex stuff in front of you."  She just waved the matter away.  Now Jared
turned back in my arms and planted a big, wet kiss on my mouth.  Once we
broke apart, I decided I needed to say something.

"Don't you think you should invite me in first, so we're not in the doorway
for all the world to see what we're doing?"

"I don't care any more," he said, hugging me hard.  "I'm legal now, so I
don't care who knows I love you and want to have sex with you."  After
saying that he turned around again, and looked back in his mother's
direction.  "Sorry again, Mom.  I keep forgetting."

Once more she waved away his apology, but he knew he was beginning to push
his luck.  "Can we go down to your house, so I won't get mom all hyper?" he
whispered in my ear.

"Well, you'll have to ask your mom if you may do that."  Now he unwrapped
his legs from around my waist and put his feet on the floor.  Next he
unlocked his arms from around my neck, and he walked over to his mother and
began to hug and kiss her.

"Mom, do you mind if I go spend the night with Bob?"  She just smirked and
looked at him.

"Oh, you only come and kiss me so I will let you run off with your
boyfriend?" she asked, giving me a nod of the head when Jared looked down
at the floor.

"You know I love you, and...did you call Bob my boyfriend?"

"Well, he is, isn't he?"  Now she smiled, as Jared turned back towards me.

"Are you really my boyfriend now, Bob?"  He was dead serious about his
question.

"I don't think I can be both your boyfriend and your dad," I explained.  "I
guess it would be up to you to pick which one you'd prefer I'd be."  I just
studied his reaction, as he thought about what I had just told him.

"I pick lover," he announced proudly, and then corrected himself.  "I mean
boyfriend."

By now his mother was laughing hysterically.  "What's so funny?" he asked
her.

"Jared, Bob and I had this all planned out.  I already told him the best
present he could give you was to spend the night with only you, so he could
love you.  Now I didn't say 'make love to you', just love you," she
clarified.  It was Jared's turn to turn red this time.

"Mom!" he countered.

All this time Josh stood there looking happy for his brother, but a bit
dejected.  "Josh, tonight is your brother's birthday, so it will just be
him and me this time.  However, tomorrow night you may both come down, if
you want to, and if it's all right with your mother."

"Hell, yes!" he shouted out, and then he realized what he had said.
"Sorry, Mom.  I know you don't like me to swear."

"I'll let it slide this time," she responded, with a smile.  "Jared, why
don't you go get your things, and then you can take off with Bob," she
added.

"I won't need any clothes down there," he stated, and then he realized how
that probably sounded.  "Remember, I have things down there already," he
explained.  His mother was giggling at his comment and then his need to
clarify it.

"Okay, you two run along.  I'm sure you have a lot of catching up to do."
Jared hugged and kissed his mother again, and I gave Josh a hug, before I
walked over to hug Sherry too.

"Thanks, Mom," I teased.

"Oh, go on and get out of here," she answered playfully, pushing me away.

"Hey, she's not your mother," Josh corrected.

"Maybe not, but she may end up being my mother-in-law," I teased some more.
It took both boys a minute to get the drift of what I meant.

"Are you asking me to marry you?" Jared wanted to know.

"Well, not yet, but who knows?"  Now Jared began to dance around, thinking
this meant he finally had his commitment from me.  He'd be getting a lover,
a companion, a father, and a friend, all rolled into one.  I had all I
could do to calm him down and get him into the Tahoe.  His mother and
brother waved at us, as we drove off.

As we made our way to my place, Jared turned to me and spoke.  "Bob, I love
you so much and I'm so glad we're back together again.  I don't ever want
to be separated from you like that."

"I feel the same way, sport, but there's some things you probably should
know about.  There's another boy living with me, but he's cool about us."
For a moment Jared looked crushed, but then after the last part of my
statement sank in, he began to brighten again.

I went on to tell him about Darren, how we'd met, why he came to live with
me, and what was going to happen with him in the future.  I told him how
Darren knew a little about us, how he accepted that, and he even mentioned
how the two of them would be brothers.  I think Jared liked that idea as
well.  Everything seemed to be going just right now.

I knew Darren would be sleeping when we got home, so I told Jared we'd have
to be quiet, so we wouldn't wake him up.  I told him we could go into the
living room and watch TV or a movie, if he wanted.  "I'll do anything, as
long as I can do it with you," he responded.

Getting his agreement, we went into the living room, and I turned on the
television and found a movie, before I sat on the sofa.  Jared sat on my
lap, and he began to kiss me immediately.  Soon his tongue was trying to
gain entry into my mouth, but at the same time his hands were all over me,
feeling me up.  I broke from his kiss for a second, and he looked hurt.
"What's wrong?" he asked me.

"I didn't know you changed so much while we were apart," I told him.

He looked confused.  "What do you mean?"

"Well, when I left you were a young boy, and now you're an octopus, with
eight arms roaming all over my body and a suction cup fastened to my lips."
Now he knew I was teasing him, and he began to laugh.

"I have a lot of catching up to do, so I hope you're rested up," he
explained.

"That about all I've done."  After hearing my response, I think Jared took
that as permission to rape me, because he began to try to undress me at
that point.  "Jared, I think we should be careful and wait until after
Darren's gone to work," I advised him.

"What time does he usually get up?"

"Between 8:00 and 9:00," I informed him.

"Well, it's only 3:00 now, so we have plenty of time.  Come on, I need to
check to see if that lock on our bedroom door still works."

"Our bedroom door?" I repeated.

"Yeah, seeing we're going to be lovers, it's our bedroom now."  He gave me
a huge smile and began to drag me toward the stairs.  We quietly tiptoed
our way there, locked the door behind us, and then Jared began to remove my
clothing.

"I don't think we need to rush," I told him.

"Maybe you don't," he responded, "but I do.  I've been praying for this
day, and if we don't get to it soon, I'm going to shoot all over the place,
without you even touching me."  I nodded my understanding and quickly got
out of my things, while he took off his.  Once we were both undressed, we
got in his favorite position, a sixty-nine.

He was as hard as tempered steel, and his body shivered as my lips touched
his dick.  I hadn't even slid halfway down his shaft before I felt the
first blast of his hot seed, and heard him begin to groan.  Before I knew
it, I was drowning in a sea of his hot cum, and I wondered if he had
ejaculated at all since we'd last been together.  Once the tidal wave was
over, he looked back at me and spoke.

"I'm sorry about that, but I was all hot and excited being with you again."
His face was slightly red as he told me this.

"Don't worry about it," I told him.  "You're young and you can do it again
soon, but next time I know it will last."  He thanked me for understanding,
and he went back to work on me.  Seeing he had just spewed his load, I
decided another approach was required, and I slid my head between his legs
and started to lick around his bunghole.  I don't think he was expecting
this and he began to squirm, but I think he liked the sensation, because he
began to push his butt back into my face.  I began to rim him in earnest
now, letting my tongue tempt penetration, and although I felt a little
hesitation at first, he gradually began to open up to my probing.  Soon he
was giving me access to this private area, and I tongued him for a while,
before I moved on to something else.

Now I began to lick the back of his scrotum, before taking that fleshy sack
into my mouth and tonguing the watery orbs hidden within.  He was beginning
to squirm again, and I knew he was aroused once more.  Ah, the joys of
being young and resilient.  After playing with his testicles for a little
while longer, I latched on to his serpent of love, and I began to suck on
it as if I were a starving, suckling calf.

Jared was thrusting his hips into me at this point, while still working on
me, but now I knew I was getting close and I doubted I could bring us off
together.  Try as I might, I was soon feeding him my creamy load, though I
tried to stay focused on what I was doing to him, so he would cum soon too.
Out of impulse I slid one of my fingers up his chute, massaged his prostate
a bit, and wham, he unloaded once more.  After I drained him for a second
time, I swung him around and hugged him to my chest.

"Do you think that will last you for a while?" I asked him.

"Yeah, at least until after you take Darren to work," he replied with a
shit-eating grin on his face.  I knew I might be in for a long night.

Jared and I cuddled, kissed, groped, and hugged for another hour or so, and
then we went back downstairs.  Eventually I began to get enough out for
dinner so we could all eat together.  I knew that after Darren woke up he'd
want us to do our exercise routine, before he took his shower, and then we
would eat, before I took him to work.  I had explained this to Jared too,
and he decided that he wanted to join us on our workout, if we didn't mind.
I assured him that would be fine.

When Darren awoke, I gave him some time to shake the fogginess of sleep
from his brain, before I introduced him to Jared.  He smiled and looked him
over.  "So you're the little hottie whom Dad talks about all the time," he
offered, with a grin.

"He does?" Jared asked, gawking at me.

"Yes, he does," Darren emphasized.  "I don't think you can appreciate how
much he's missed you these past few months."

"I think I can," Jared shot back, "because I missed him that much, or even
more."  Now he was beaming.

Darren asked if we were going to work out tonight, with Jared here and all,
and I told him Jared wanted to join us on our exercise program, whenever he
could.  "Great," Darren told him, "the more the merrier."

We all went upstairs and put on our swimsuits, and I think Darren was a
little surprised to see that Jared kept a stash of clothes at my house.
After we were ready, we took our swim, dried off, and then we changed into
our running clothes.  I drove the boys over to the college and we took our
walk, which was like a slow jog with the two of them leading, but it wasn't
bad for me now, since I've done this a few times already.  When we finished
I drove us all back to my place, and Darren went up to shower, while I got
his meal ready.

When Darren came back downstairs, we all ate together, and then I drove him
to work, with Jared sitting in the seat behind us.  When Darren got out to
go into Wal-Mart, Jared came up front with me, and we drove home.  When we
got back, Jared wanted us to take a shower together, so we did, and we
washed each other thoroughly before we got ready for bed.  Neither of us
put anything on tonight, as we assumed that would be foolish, because it
would be coming off soon anyway.  Jared told me in the shower he wanted us
to do each other separately tonight, instead of doing a sixty-nine.  I told
him that was more than fine with me.

Jared wanted to do me first, and I wasn't about to argue with him, so I let
him have his way with me.  He was slow and gentle this time, and it seemed
like he was trying to reacquaint himself with every part of me, as he let
his eyes and fingers wander all over my body.  When he finally decided it
was time to do the deed, he lovingly took me into his mouth and began to
nod on my organ.  He played several chords while he was down there,
gradually building me to a crescendo, and I exploded in an aura of melodic
splendor.

After we changed places, I lovingly returned the favor, by running not only
my eyes and fingers over his soft, smooth body, but my tongue as well.  I
licked his nipples, his navel, his stomach, his scrotum, his inner thighs,
and then up his pole, and by the time I reached his helmet, I knew he was
nearly ready to blow.  It was like an old time whaler, out on a hunt, and
once I spotted my target, I could hear the shout, "Thar' she blows."  I
hadn't taken more than a few bobs on his rigid shaft before I could feel
him tense and then release his milky load.  I took it all, not wanting to
waste a single drop, and once I had him drained, I just cuddled with him
until we both fell asleep.

We stayed that way all night long, and every once in a while I would feel
Jared leaning in to me and planting a kiss on my lips.  I'm not sure how
much sleep we got that night, and I think we both slept lightly and kept
waking up every so often, but yet it was the most restful and relaxing
night either of us had enjoyed in quite some time.  When the alarm went
off, Jared looked at me, and I told him we had to go pick Darren up from
work, and then we'd be doing our morning exercises.  He seemed excited
about that part.

I'm not sure if Jared understood how much more we did in our morning
session, but he didn't complain and did everything we did, including all
the exercises we went through after our invigorating walk.  We when got
back home, we did some more work with the weights, and Jared was surprised
at all the things I now had in the house.  After that, we took another
shower, with Jared staying in with me, so Darren could have the other
shower to himself.  Once we had all finished and got changed, then I called
Sherry to make plans for the rest of the day, seeing it was the Fourth of
July.

I was thinking about all of us going to the park and having a picnic, and
then staying to watch the fireworks, but I decided that might not be such a
good idea.  Our being together might raise some eyebrows and get some
tongues wagging, and I thought it best for Sherry and the boys not to have
to go through that.  Instead, I decided to have a cookout at my place, so
Jared and I ran back down to the store, to pick up meats and other things
we needed.  When we got back, I started the barbeque and waited for Sherry
and Josh to come down to join us.

Sherry had whipped up a couple of salads before she drove down, and we put
them in the fridge to keep them cold.  Then Darren suggested he would help
me grill the steaks, hamburgers, and hot dogs, and I told him I'd
appreciate the help.  We had a wonderful meal and we horsed around together
until it began to get dark.  We swam, played cards, tossed around a
Frisbee, and played with Boo-Boo, because of course he came along too.  I
was absolutely shocked when I saw him, because he was no longer a puppy,
but a full-grown dog now.  I told Sherry and Josh they could leave him with
me again, if it would make things easier for them, and Sherry nodded her
head vigorously.  I guess she felt bad about having to tie Boo-Boo outside
while they were gone each day.

As it began to grow dark, we all loaded into the Tahoe and I drove to a
place where we could watch the fireworks, yet maintain a limited amount of
privacy.  It was a wonderful display, and not only did it celebrate the
birth and independence of our country, but it helped to announce this new
stage in Jared's and my relationship.

Sherry and Josh both got along well with Darren too, and both boys liked
the idea of having him as a big brother.  Several times I caught Sherry
wiping tears from her cheek during the day, but I knew they were tears of
joy, and they were shed because she could see how happy her son was again.
It was a most glorious day for all of us.

That night Josh stayed over with me too, as I had promised, and he slept in
his old room, with Darren in his, and Jared taking up residence with me.
Part way through the night I felt Josh crawl into my bed, on the other side
of me, and I was about to protest, when I decided to let it slide.  I don't
think any of us could have been happier at that time, and now I just prayed
it would always be just as wonderful as it was now.

THE END

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