Date: Fri, 30 Sep 2005 09:51:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: taarob <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Good Doctor 35

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From the previous chapter:
After cleaning me up again I laid my head on Pete's chest
while I ran my fingers through his chest hair.

"Did, Jase ask you about the pony?"

Pete's fingers were tracing the outline of my ear.  "Yep.
It's no problem.  Why did he think it would be?  He seemed
really worried about it."

"Beats me.  Sometimes he gets a little insecure maybe it's
that.  Plus he really hasn't gotten to know your mom all
that well.  He'll be okay."

"He told me what you told him about Kathy Ryan and the whole
kissing thing."  He kissed the top of my head.  "That was a
good thing to tell him.  I told him that it meant touching
too.  I'm pretty sure that he gets it."

I sighed.  "This is gonna go from kissing to dating to
fucking to going off to college to getting married to moving
away.  It's the beginning of the end."

Pete ran his fingers through my hair and laughed.  "I'm glad
you're taking this well."


                         The Good Doctor 35

Frankly I'm amazed at Pete's father, the guy's behaving like
a normal person rather than big time doctor miracle worker
like he's pretty much always been in the past.  He's
actually wearing jeans for Christ's sake!  Which by the way
he probably shouldn't be doing considering the way he's
kinda let himself.....well.....sag.  But he did latch right
onto Jase and has been treating him like he was his own
grandson and that's a really good thing.  He's even been
walking him around on that pony and the thing is if you want
to get on my good side pretty much all ya gotta do is be
nice to my kid.

Now someone who for my money should always wear jeans is my
boyfriend who's hot butt I'm staring at as he leads me up
into the hayloft which I'm pretty sure is as good as leading
me astray...at least with any luck at all.

"Where are you taking me?"  I'm not really good on ladders.
Heights scare me and who the hell knows what's living in
these bales of hay?  "Pete I can't get much of a footing on
this ladder."

"I'm gonna show ya where I used to build my fort."  As he
stepped onto the second level Pete reached back and held out
his hand to me.

I was afraid to take his hand because the ladder just
stopped at the second level and you had to kind swing up
onto it with really anything to hold onto and the wooden
floor was slippery with pieces of hay and dust.  So I ended
up crawling like an idiot with Pete pulling on the back of
my pants.

"We're not ever gonna actually live on a farm are we?"

He was laughing.  "Are you always this coordinated?"

"I was designed for an urban environment.  I'm really great
on carpeting."  I finally got my feet under me just as he
grabbed me and pulled me to him.

He whispered, "I know" and tilting his head he pushed his
lips to mine and then let me suck his tongue into my mouth.
Okay this was more like it.  I wrapped my arms around him
and pulled his crotch to mine grinding our denim-clad cocks
together.

Pete's shirt was a light flannel and I could feel the heat
of his skin on my face when I laid it on his shoulder.  We
were just standing there holding each other and I was zoning
out not wanting the moment to end.

Pete pulled back and holding my face with one hand pushed my
hair off of my forehead with the other.  He asked me, "You
got any idea what you do to me?"

I reached down and rubbed where his hard cock was beginning
to make those jeans look obscene.  "I make you hot?"

He traced the outline of my ear with his lips and then
worked his way down to my throat as I tilted my head back
and to the side.  He made a deep growling sound and lightly
bit the skin on my neck.

"Pete!  No marks!  I don't want to be sitting across the
table from your parents with hickey's that I didn't have
when I came here."

He wrapped his arms around my waist and started walking me
backwards towards some bales of hay.  He bit my ear and
rumbled, "Now what fun is that?  Besides it's not like they
think this is a platonic relationship.  I'm sure that they
understand that we fuck."  Who is this man?  Where is the
doctor that I came with?

I was trying to pull my mouth away from his so that I could
point out that though they may know that we fuck I didn't
think they figured that we'd be doing it in their hayloft
while they were giving my son a pony ride but he wouldn't
stop kissing me and then before I knew it we were lying on
those bales of hay.  "Okay, okay what are you gonna use for
lube?"  The answer was spit and then he was inside of me and
nothing else mattered as his hips continued their slow
thrusting.  His huge nuts slapped slowly against me as his
tongue penetrated my mouth.

Climbing down that ladder I felt like a teenage girl who had
just taken on the high school football team in her mother's
bedroom or at least like I imagined one would feel.

I was brushing hay dust off of my jeans.  "Do we look like
we had sex?"

Pete grinned at me.  "You do kinda have a glow about you."

"Bite me, Doctor!  Now come on!  I don't exactly want your
parents to know."  I ran my fingers through my hair and
tried to stand up straight.  "Okay, so I look alright?"

Pete grabbed me and pulled me into this wooden cage like
thing and started to kiss me mumbling that I looked just
fine.  "Holy fuck what is that?"

Pete turned his head quickly and then returned to kissing
me.  "My horse."

How was this man hard again?  I tried pulling my mouth off
of his.  "Pete, he's coming over here!"  This huge brown
horse was walking over to us.  "You sure that he's not
attracted to testosterone?"

"He won't do anything, Eric, just relax."  Easy for him to
say, his mother and father are just outside, he's got his
hand down the back of my pants and this monster horse is
making nasty faces at me.  "Okay, here wait a minute, you
get in front of me so that the horse can't get you and keep
an eye out for my mom and dad."

"Why?  We can use all the help we can get with this
monster!" I really did mean the horse.  That was when I felt
my zipper being pulled down.  "You've gotta be fucking
kidding!"  Oooh shit!  He's not kidding!  Pete!  Get fucking
lube!"  He reached up and grabbed two fingerfulls of
something slick out of a metal can.  And then his cock was
easing into my already open butt and it was as welcome as it
was before.  I felt like I was being split in half but in a
good way and when he came I could feel his cock pulsing
within me.

"You fucked me with UDDER BALM?"

I was wrapped in his arms and he was nibbling on my neck.
"You said it felt good."  Well he had me there.

"You felt good.  You always feel good.  But udder balm,
isn't that something that they use on cows?"

"Eric, stop thinking about it.  Concentrate on the fact that
it felt good."

"Wait a minute."  I tried to pull away.  "I don't hear
anything."

"What were you expecting to hear?"

I broke away from him and headed for the door.  "Jase!   I
don't hear, Jase!"

"Eric, wait!  They've gone over to the other building.
They're showing Jase the chickens and ducks."

I yelled from the doorway.  "Are you sure?"

Pete caught up with me and put his arms around me.  "Yes,
Eric, I'm sure.  You think that I'd be standing here if
there was any doubt."

I was shaking inside.  "No, no I don't."  I pulled away and
paced for a moment.  "Pete we gotta go over there.  I know
that you know but I can't stop shaking."  It's one of my
many greatest fears, Jase disappearing, how many times have
I woken up in the middle of the night because of that dream.
"What if he's not?  What if he wandered off and they can't
find him?"

Pete put his arm around my shoulders.  "It's okay.  I know
that it terrifying."  He pulled out his cell phone and said,
"Hang on a second."  He punched a button and in seconds was
talking to his mom.

"Mom!  Just checking to see that Jase is okay."  He listened
for a while and then laughed.  "That's good.  Hey, Eric and
I will be coming over there in a little while.  Right.  See
you then."

Pete pulled me to him and held me.  His voice was a
reassuring whisper.  "Jase is fine.  There's baby ducks and
he's having a ball but let's go over there so that you can
see for yourself."

I looked up at him and I knew that there were tears in the
corners of my eyes.  "I feel like a fool."

Pete held my face in his hands and said, "You're not a fool,
Eric.  You're a father."  He looked around and then said,
"Come over here for a second."

He led me over to a wooden bench and made me sit while he
took my pulse and then opened my shirt and pressed his hand
to my chest and held it there for a while.
"Eric, lay down on the bench for just a minute."

"Pete, how could that happen?  How could I not be wondering
where my kid was?"

Pete kneeled down next to the bench and put his hand on my
arm.  "It's my fault, Eric, I distracted you, I'm really
sorry but I really did know where he was and I should have
told you, that was my fault too."

I looked at Pete with tears in my eyes.  "It's not your
fault that I didn't think about him.  I feel like a total
piece of shit!  I'm in a barn getting fucked and I don't
even know where my kid is.  That's bad.  That's really
really bad."

Pete looked worried which somehow went along perfectly with
the fact that I felt like shit.  He turned my head to face
him and he wiped the tears away with his thumbs.

His voice was the quiet doctors voice.  "Eric, listen to me.
I think that you're having an panic attack and I'd like to
give you something to help make it pass.  I don't think that
you want Jase to see you while you're this upset.  Okay?"

I just nodded yes and then he pulled me up and we walked to
the house.  He put me in a chair in his old bedroom and went
to get his bag.

"What are ya gonna do?"

"I'm gonna give you a shot."

I must have flinched because he smiled.  "Suck it up, Eric."
Then casually, "It's just two mg of Valium.  This'll make
things better for a while and tonight or tomorrow we can
talk some more about this."

"Am I nuts?"

He smiled.  "Yes but you were before today."

"You sure that you know what your doing?"

Pete rolled his eye and smiled.  "Nope, I just had a couple
milligrams of this stuff left and thought this'd be a good
way to get rid of it."

He swabbed my arm and then injected the Valium.  Actually I
can deal with injections as long as I don't have to look at
it being done.  I looked at his face while he did it; he
looked like he was concentrating.  Afterwards he had me move
over to his bed and lie down while he knelt on the floor
next to my head.  I closed my eyes but could feel his
fingers moving over my hair.

He whispered softly as he stroked my hair.  "You do know
that I love you I hope."

"I love you too.  I'm not gonna pass out am I?"

"Nope, you're just gonna begin to feel more relaxed.  It'll
just be a couple of minutes because it was an injection and
then we'll go get Jase."

"I don't want him to know about this."

Pete kissed the side of my head.  "S'okay, I'm not allowed
to tell."

"I mean that I don't want him to know that I forgot about
him."

Pete dropped his head for a moment.  "Eric, you didn't
forget about him."

"Fuck!  I'm really somebody he can rely on!  What a joke!
If this was the city he'd already be tied up in the back of
a dirty old van."

"Eric, we'll talk about this tonight after Jase goes to bed.
But if you think that I'm gonna agree with you that you're a
bad father you're outta your mind."

I signed and sat up.  "Let's go get Jase."

Jase came running up to me and threw himself at me from
three feet away. I scooped him up and he wrapped his arms
and legs around me as he told me about all of the animals
that he had seen.  Pete's mom and dad stood in the
background looking for the entire world like proud
grandparents.

"And the chickens, Dad!  They actually lay eggs like the
ones we buy!  I got to take them outta the nests and put em
in a basket!  The chickens were trying to bite my hands
sometimes but it didn't hurt and they just lay another egg
the next day so that they forget about the one that I took
and we got a whole basketful that we can take home and cook
for breakfast.  This is sooooo cool!"  Okay at least he
wasn't dead.

Dinner was a bar b que and was pretty relaxing once I got a
couple of beers in me.  I'm sure they mix really well with
the Valium!  Finally at some point Pete got us loaded up and
he drove us home.  Jase was talking a mile a minute one
second and sound asleep the next.  Pete carried him into the
house and put him to bed.

I clawed my way outta my clothes and dropped into bed.   I
just wanted this day behind me but it ended up being Pete
behind me and he wrapped his arms around me and pressed his
face into my hair.  Thank god he didn't want to talk.

He whispered.  "You okay?"  Oh God!

I whispered back.  "Yeah."

"My mom was worried.  I was worried."

I turned in his arms to face him.  "Was I that obvious?  Oh
fuck!  You're mom must think that I'm a total asshole."

"Eric, she likes you."

"Why?"

I could hear the smile in his voice.   "Well for one thing
she's a woman and she thinks that you're a fantastic looking
guy."

I grunted.

This always aggravated me.  "I'm not saying that that's true
but if it is it's something that I had nothing to do with."

"They also like the way that you treat Jase."

"Yeah great!  It was fucking luck that he wasn't kidnapped
today!"

I never knew anyone could move that fast and in an instant I
was lying on my back and Pete was straddling my waist and
pinning my arms back above my head.

He was practically yelling and there was a hard edge to his
voice.  "Sometimes you make me so fucking mad that I just
wanna slap the shit outta you!  Will you just fucking quit
it?   You're the best fucking father that I know and I see
one hell of a lot more of them than you do!  Jase was NEVER
in danger today and by the way thanks for your confidence in
me!"  He took a deep breath.  "Or when you say that Jase has
two dads......is that just bullshit?  Cause if it's not
bullshit then you gotta let me carry part of the load!  I
knew that he was safe!  He was with his fucking grandparents
for chrisake!  And before you fucking say it that's how they
think of him cause I told them that I think of him as my son
and if they wanted to be grandparents this was there only
shot!"

He shook his head and I could feel his tears landing on my
chest and I realized what an asshole I had been.

"Pete."

His voice was shaking.  "Eric, you know how fucking much you
scared me today?"

"I scared you?"

"I fucked up and should have told you that I knew where they
were.....and I got carried away.....with you.  Then I was so
afraid that you were gonna leave me because.....I don't
know.....just because."

All that I could think of was that Pete doesn't cry.  I
lightly put my hands on his arms and I could feel his
muscles bulging with tension and then I moved them to the
back of his head and pulled it down to my chest as the
tension in his body slowly ebbed away and his body stretched
out and covered mine while his face was pressed into my
neck.

I whispered.  "I'll never leave you and I'll never let you
go."