Date: Mon, 15 Jun 2015 21:21:06 -0400
From: Eff Del <nolitimere156@gmail.com>
Subject: Young but daily growing chapter three

Green Grow the Rushes-O  Chapter 3

By Eff Del



There is the gift of a surprise in each new day. However, it is something
we must search for...it comes to us gently and can pass unnoticed if we do
not seek it out. Each day may present sorrow just as surely as it may
present joy, but it certainly will open new places in our minds and our
hearts if we take the time to look for it and understand it.

Sean's eyes were scrunched tightly closed and his nose was crinkled up as
Jerry sprayed lukewarm water into his thick black hair.

Jack and I sat casually watching; our haircuts having already been
completed. I'd gone first and the boys had secretly done a round of `rock,
paper, scissors' to determine who went next and Jack had lost.

Jerry was an artist who could look at a face and a head and then after
asking a few questions, cut your hair to perfection. The boys didn't like
having their hair cut, but they were always pleased when Jerry was finished
with them.

The wonderful thing was that when you walked out of SHEERZ, you didn't look
like you'd just had your hair cut...you looked clean and well groomed. This
was the hallmark of Jerry's skill.

As his scissors moved with meticulous precision through Sean's mane, Jerry
said in a pseudo whisper;

"You know Sean, if you could stop wiggling, there would be much less of a
chance that I'd cut your ear off."

I tried very hard to suppress my laughter as Sean's eye's grew wide and his
facial expression moved from surprise to fear and then, to actual
understanding that this was a combination of joke and request.

"Sorry Jerry"

"Don't be sorry pal, just be still."

I love my boys with their hair longish; even borderline scruffy but after
looking at them when Jerry had just worked his magic; I wondered why I
didn't have their haircut every couple of weeks.

I knew that if the boys could have their way, they probably would have
haircuts once or twice a year and I suspected that was typical.

Jerry whipped the smock off Sean, used his blow-drier to whisk away any
excess fallen hair and turned the chair around to face the mirror.

As always, the little boy liked what he saw. Jerry had the skill that made
you glad that you'd just had your hair cut. That's talent.

"Thanks Jerry!"

"My pleasure Champ.

So Eric, John's going to actually go through with this it seems. He was in
here yesterday getting his hair cut and he seems crazy in love."

"Yep, tomorrow's the day and she's a wonderful young lady. They really seem
to be in...like you said; crazy love."

I paid him and added a generous tip. Even though he owned the salon, his
skill and attention was worth far more than the basic charge for the
haircuts.

He smiled at the boys as we headed for the door.

"I'll see you guys the next time your Dad is able to hog-tie you and drag
you down here."

Both boys grinned and almost in unison said;

"Bye Jerry."

*******

My heart jumped as Sean stepped out of the changing room in his tuxedo. It
fit him perfectly and he looked so elegant and beautiful that I hardly knew
how to react. He was beaming and I understood that he knew how good he
looked.

"Dad, I never dressed this fancy in my whole entire life. You know what
else? I've never worn a bow tie before. That's pretty neat cause you don't
have to tie them they just clip on."

I decided not to tell him that convenience was just an expediency and that
real bow ties actually need to be tied by hand...that would be useless
information to a twelve year old.

He twirled around in front of the full-length mirrors enjoying what he saw
and then turned to me.

I was still wearing my own tux which Jacob and Albert insisted needed some
minor alterations.

"Dad, we look like we should be in a James Bond movie!"

He held his hands together making a pretend pistol and arched an eyebrow
with a very serious face and said;

"Tucker...Sean Tucker." Then he giggled. "Shaken not stirred...whatever that
means."

Jack emerged from the changing room in much poorer shape. The legs of his
trousers pooled around his feet and the arms of his jacket were almost over
his hands. He looked perplexed.

Jacob Struthers was quick to intervene.

"Don't panic. We anticipated that Jack was going to have a growth spurt and
frankly, if we'd tailored the tux to his last measurements, the sleeves of
the jacket would have been above his wrists and the trousers would have
been at his ankles. His torso configuration is still essentially the same
so all we have to do is let Albert take some arm and leg measurements and
send you guys off to lunch. When you return, Jack's and your tuxedos will
be ready and Sean's will have already been bagged and hanged."

After Albert had done with measuring Jack, we headed for the changing rooms
and got into our street clothes.

"OK guys, whattle it be; burgers or burritos?"

The answer delivered in almost perfect unison sounded like; `BRITTOS".

Cochina Alfredo carne assada burritos was our `go to' lunch when we were in
town. As we sat at one of the rough wooden tables scarfing down our food,
Jack regaled us with tales of his voyage.

"So...one of the Masters Degree students named Filo, got diarrhea so bad that
he spent the first three days in the head...that's what you call the toilet
on a ship. After he stopped having the shits, he continued farting so bad
that the crew made him sleep in the engine room. He left us in Boston.

The ocean is so beautiful and exciting...it's everything I always imagined it
would be...Dad I could stay out there forever."

It was then that I realized that Sean would have to be the heir apparent to
the family empire. It was not in Jack's nature. He would spend his life
sailing the seas financed by a family fortune that Sean would control. I
gazed at my little boy and thought to myself;' what a weight to place upon
such slender little shoulders'.

****

The almost non-existent trunk of the XKE meant that poor Sean had to share
the scanty back seat with three tuxedoes but we made it and carried them up
to our rooms.

As we passed in the hallway, Jack whispered to me;

"Dad, I really need to be with you tonight. I'll clear that with Sean.
Please?"

I thought about his request for a moment and then answered;

"Shure Jack, that's OK with me."

We'd already crossed over that line and I knew we'd do it again tonight.
There was no sense in pretending it hadn't happened. The problem was in
defining the relationship.

*******

I was all alone and naked as I stood before the big window of my bedroom
suite and the setting sun made everything look like caramel. Even my skin
glowed in a copper brown but sugar sweet color.

I'd showered and was getting ready for the wedding rehearsal.

Since neither John or Jenny were particularly religious, Doc Swaim was
going to perform the ceremony because he was credentialed to do so. My true
apprehension was that later this evening, John's Father and Mother would be
arriving. I'd never met either of them and I didn't know what to expect.
I'd arraigned a private flight from Philadelphia and Captain Lucas was
always professional and impressive...I wanted them to be proud of their son.

After dressing, I caught up with the boys and we walked over to the
wildflower garden. It looked magnificent and it seemed as if everything was
in the prime of bloom...Jenny's timing was perfect. There wasn't a cloud in
the sky.

Uncle Phil and Martha arrived almost simultaneously and they were followed
shortly by Jenny and the two bridesmaids. John followed looking more
befuddled than I'd ever seen him.

"Hi guys. Please meet Darla and Christine." Introductions were made all
around. They were lovely young ladies; fresh faced and friendly. As we were
involved in introductory conversation, Doc Swaim and Uncle Phil showed up
and Doc took charge.

"All right everyone, I want nothing less than your complete attention. When
we do this for real tomorrow, we'll have changed two lives...that's certainly
worth paying attention this evening."

He quickly laid out the short ceremony and pointed out our places. The
girls had the more mobile and complicated part. Us guys basically just had
to stand there. After we'd walked through the process three times, Doc
Swaim called it a done deal and we walked back to the patio for the
rehearsal dinner.

It had been catered because I didn't want Martha or Jenny to be worried or
involved in this. It was a lovely Santa Rosa Bar-be-que and it was amazing.

Jack and Sean were like two little carnivores as they tore through seconds
and thirds and (since I hadn't been counting) probably `fourths'. At one
point, Jack smiled up at me with greasy lips and chin and said;

"They sure don't have chow like this on the ship Dad."

I smiled and gripped his shoulder in a casual hug.

I noticed that John had been very active around the bar and I moved over to
him and put my arm around his shoulder.

"Part of my job as Best Man is to make certain that you show up fit and
ready tomorrow. Have you eaten enough?"

He nodded.

"Well then, go kiss your girl and I'm going to take you home."

*******

Though he was a bit wobbly, he grinned as we entered the apartment.

"I really love her Eric. I can't wait until tomorrow and I can call her
mine."

I guided him into his bedroom but I thought to myself that I'd felt like
that the nights before I'd adopted Sean and Eric.

I noticed his tuxedo hanging on the closet door and as I gently made him
lie down, I said;

"Sleep well tonight John. I'll be here at 9 o'clock and after you shower,
I'll shave you and then we'll have breakfast. This is a big day at Joyous
Gaurde."

He smiled up at me and I knew he was a bit groggy.

"Y' know Eric, the best thing I ever did in my life was when I stopped
Stinny from hasselin' you. I loved your father the moment that we met and
when he offered me this job, I just knew that I'd found my place in life.
Besides that, the salary was mind-blowing. I grieved when your parents and
Kyle were killed and to this day, I think if I'd been driving I could have
saved them but that's probably bullshit...your father was a great driver.

Those years after when you were mostly drunk were horrible...almost
unbearable. A lot of the longtime staff quit and I was almost one of them.
Walter talked a lot of them into staying. I stayed because I felt you
needed me and I like to think I was right."

I brushed my hand across his face and whispered;

"Yes you were right John." And I leaned over and kissed him on the
forehead. I think he was asleep before I left the room.

*******

The party was breaking up when I returned to the patio and Daniel was
subtly escorting the guests away as his team began straightening out the
area. I noted to myself that Daniel was slick...slicker than Walter I thought
with a heart-wrenching sigh.

I walked down to the library and poured myself a drink. Very soon the two
boys joined me and with a nod of acquiescence from me, Jack poured himself
a beer and a root beer for Sean.

They sat down smiling.

"I was proud of you today boys. This wedding is a big thing and you are a
major part of it."

"Thanks Dad but you know we love John and Jenny" Sean was smiling as he
said that.

As we sipped our drinks Daniel was suddenly at the door.

"Sir, Arlen has arrived at the gate with John's parents."

"Thank you Daniel. We'll meet them at the main entrance."

*******

As they emerged from the limo, they were a very handsome couple. The woman
clung to her husband's arm and the man held that arm protectively. There
was obvious love between them and it warmed my heart.

"Welcome Mister and Missus Costa. It is a pleasure to finally meet you and
have you here for this very special occasion."

Their smiles were like bright sunshine and as I took the man's hand in a
friendly grasp, he said;

"Mr. Tucker, we're Tim and Alice and we're very honored to be here."

"Well Tim and Alice, I'm Eric and these two scamps are Sean and Jack." The
boys shook hands and exchanged pleasantries as I escorted them into the
house.

"I know it's late but have you eaten...is there something I can get for you?"

"We ate very well on your wonderful jet plane Eric but if I'm being honest,
I could enjoy a good stiff drink...I'm not much for flying."

I smiled. The elderly man looked so much like his son that I liked him
instantly. He was not as bulky as John was but he was obviously well
muscled and he carried himself with pride and confidence.

Alice was a slight woman not given to middle-aged weight gain. Though not
petite, she was small, fit and attractive.

"Let's walk down to the library. I think I have the cure for your problem
Tim. Will you join us Alice or would you like to be taken up to your room?"

Her grin was quick as lightning.

"Heck Eric, I'm not going up if the bar is still opened." She gripped my
arm affectionately as we walked into the house.

"Boy! This is some place you have here. John wasn't exaggerating when he
told us he was living in a castle."

"Actually, John has a very large apartment over the garage and despite my
suggestions, he won't move he loves it up there and so does Jenny. I'm
sorry that they aren't here right now but...John had a bit to drink at the
rehearsal dinner and...well I'm sure you understand."

They looked at each other and smiled.

"Johnny was never much of a drinker Eric. ...Probably one of the reasons he
won so many pool games."

"Actually Tim, I think the reason he won so many pool games is because he
may be the best in the world."

Tim grinned and tipped his glass of Jack Daniels at me. I had a mental
exclamation; why is it that so many people I like drink `Jack'? I hate the
stuff.

Sean stood up and said;

"John's Dad and Mom, I'm happy to meet you but I gotta go to bed. I'll see
you in the happy tomorrow."

 He shook Tim's hand and kissed Alice on the cheek...what a little diplomat I
was raising.

Tim looked at me with a very serious face.

"My John worships your family. I'm so proud to finally be here and to meet
you."

"Well Tim, we certainly love John and consider him part of the family. The
boys adore him it's as if he was a favorite uncle. He guided Jack through
his drivers training and I expect he'll do the same with Sean.

Moreover, I consider him as a friend not an employee. I have and would put
my life in his hands.

Tim smiled and took a sip of his drink.

"Johnny is so talented mechanically. There isn't anything he can't fix. He
was like that since he was ten years old. I taught him about cars but in a
couple of years, he was way ahead of me.

Sadly, we had a silly little fight when he was eighteen and he left the
house never to return.

He calls his mother regularly but he hasn't talked to me."

I noticed his glass was empty and I took it and refreshed his drink.

"I'm not certain that Johnny will be glad to see me but I suspect that
because I've been invited I might meet with a true closure."

"Well Tim, we'll find that out at breakfast. John is a true and loyal
friend and I don't suspect he has a hurtful bone in his body.

Daniel will escort you to your suite."

As they left the library, Jack tucked at my sleeve.

"Yes?" He almost whispered.

"Come on you luscious little sea tramp. I can't wait to fuck your little
cockles and muscles alive a live O"

I wasn't certain if he understood the old folksong I'd referred to, but he
pulled me by the hand down to the elevator grinning.

*******

"Jack, I've missed you son. I'm happy and proud of the work you're doing
but I miss having my boy around."

He smiled as he undressed and I realized that I was getting a Jack `fancy
strip'. I watched fascinated at how he made removing a few articles of
clothing so evocative.

He wound up sitting on the bed and with an evil little grin said;

"Come and get me."

"Hold that thought," I said as I began to disrobe.

 Shortly, I was straddling him and our lips were locked in a fierce embrace.

"Fuck me Dad...fuck me Erick." He whispered urgently.

 I rolled over and grabbed the lube and coated my fingers. Without any
warning, I thrust two slippery digits into his asshole and worked them in
and out as the boy moaned in delight.

I'm an aggressive top and since we'd done this before, I made no pretense
of gentility. He wanted it and so did I. I removed my fingers and replaced
them with my raging cock. My thrust was slow and gentle but aggressive and
urgent.

He moaned as I entered him and he threw his arms around me and at the same
time, wrapped his legs around me as I drove my cock into him.

As I slowly fucked him, I thought to myself that it felt so right. We were
family but a different kind of family than most and this lovemaking was
part of that.

The intensity of our contact put time into a poor perspective. It may have
been minutes or it may have been an hour but finally I exploded into him.

I rolled over and drew him into me.

"I love you Jack."

"I know Dad and I really love you too."

*******

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