Date: Thu, 2 Mar 2006 02:26:43 -0800 (PST)
From: taarob <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Good Doctor 48

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>From the previous chapter:
She sighed and brought the phone to her mouth.  "Shutup
Harold!  First of all do I call my attorney and tell him to
go ahead?  I want twenty-five."  A pause.  "Twenty.  Harold
fifteen is as low as I go and I want the check here within
the hour.  Second, Bradley disappears."  She slowly shook
her head.  "No you idiot, I don't mean kill him!  Transfer
him to another school, enlist him in the army I don't give a
damn but if he returns to that school I call the cops.  And
Harold, if my grandson gets so much as a dirty look from
anyone I'm gonna assume you started spreading things around
and I'll turn that fifteen acres back into farm land faster
than you can say Henry Ford!  So you better spread the word
to that bunch of bums that you call your family and lay down
the law!"

She turned off the phone shrugged and smiled at David.
"Well that's one way to build up your college fund."  She
leaned forward and smiled.  "You're having lasagna tonight!"



                    The Good Doctor 48

                         David

"So are ya gonna do it?"  Sam was pulling into a parking
spot at school.

"I told Eric that I wanted to."  Sam reached over and took
my hand in his.

"But?"

"It'll sound stupid."

"It's about your mom, right?"

"Yeah.  It's almost like.....I dunno...like I'm throwing
that part of my life away.  Like I'm saying she doesn't
matter anymore."

Sam turned in the driver's seat and was resting his head
against the headrest while he stared into my eyes.  He said
slowly,  "That's not really what's happening ya know.
You're not losing your mom and you never really knew your
dad.  And here you're getting two dads and a brother."  He
grinned.  "That's not even to mention how hot your dads
are."

"I really like em.  At first Eric made me nervous cause of
the way he looks but once you get to know him he's great.
Actually between the two of them they make like the perfect
dad.  Pete seems a little sterner but when you get to know
him he's really not that way at all and Eric is almost like
an older brother.  You know like you had a brother that was
maybe ten years older but who still wanted to do stuff with
you but kinda treated you like he was your dad too?"

"Yesterday morning when we were standing in the kitchen
waiting for breakfast he took my face in his hands and held
it and asked me if I was doing okay, if I was handling
things okay.  I knew.....I mean I really really knew that he
was talking about you and me having sex the night before and
he was saying that he was okay with that as long as I was
okay and then he hugged me."  I could feel tears forming in
my eyes and then Sam leaned over and pressed his forehead to
mine.  "When Eric did that.....it felt just like I always
imagined it would feel like to have my real dad do it, well
maybe not for the exact same reason but the feeling.  It
felt like he really was my dad."

"Hey you're also picking up an awesome grandma.  She sure
kicked ass yesterday!"  Sam was speaking softly and softly
kissing the side of my face and the sensations were zapping
like radio waves throughout my body.

That made me laugh.  "She sure took care of the Brad
situation!  But she's always been really nice to me."

Sam's breath was soft on my face and his voice was throaty.
"You make it pretty easy to be nice to you.  You're so
fucking cute and sooooo fucking sexy."

I whispered to him, "Now you've got yourself all horny,
right?"

He turned my head and kissed me on the lips.  He whispered.
"I wish you were sitting naked on my lap right now."

Someone banged on the window and Sam and I both jumped a
foot.  Once he saw who it was he pushed the button to lower
his window and said, "You are a real asshole, Lon!  You
scared the fucking shit outta me!"

Lon was doubled over with laughter and couldn't speak but
Sam introduced me to the tall skinny boy that was standing
next to Lon.  "David this is Jamie Corlen."  He spoke to
Jamie and said, "Jamie this is David."  I reached over Sam
and shook Jamie's hand.

Sam said, "Jamie is Laughing Boy's boyfriend."

Jamie was leaning down on the open window.  I said, "Jamie,
don't we have English together?"

Jamie said quietly, "Yeah we do.  I been meaning to say
hello."  I would never have thought it was possible for
someone to be shyer than I was but Jamie sure seemed to be
and now that I got a look at him I realized that he was the
guy that sat at the back of the class and never said a word.

Lon seemed to recover and his head joined Jamie's leaning in
the car.  "Hi, David.  We've been meaning to introduce you
two.  Jamie and you can be each others "Go to guy," that's
somebody to go to if there's a problem or you need
something."

Sam looked at me and said, "Yeah, if Jamie needs anything
and Lon's not around you let me know, or really any of the
guys but it's really just as much so that you got someone to
talk to, so you don't feel alone or anything.  And there's a
lot more guys than you and Jamie but you'll get to meet em
all."

He looked at Jamie.  "You'll show David, right?  Like show
em when you get outta English this morning how you wait for
the guys, okay?"

Jamie nodded yes and said, "I'll show you this morning,
David."  I wasn't really sure what he meant but I found out
later when English class was over.

Jamie held my arm and pulled me back against the wall of the
hallway.  "See those classrooms at the end of the hall?  The
last one on the left has a couple of guys from the football
team in it at the same time we're in English and then we
just walk with them as the come by."

I was really curious about him and Lon because they seemed
so different.  "How long have you and Lon been together?"

His voice was soft.  "Officially it's only been a little
over a year but unofficially more like two.  We're next door
neighbors."

I said, "He's really big and kinda scary, well not scary
anymore but when I didn't know him he sure was."

"Well I guess because I grew up with him he never really
seemed scary to me, well except when he started playing
football and other sports.  It always seemed like those were
the guys that I had to be afraid of.  Course that's not a
problem now."

He nudged me and said, "Here's the guys from the football
team."

Two big guys who were either juniors or seniors were walking
down the hall and Jamie and I just fell in with them and
walked.

Jamie said, "Guys, this is David.  He's with Sam."

I felt a warm hand I my shoulder and a blond guy that was
huge and had a really muscular face said, "Hi, David.  We've
seen you with Sam but he's tryin to keep you totally to
himself and hasn't introduced you around yet.  My name is
Chet and this is Bucky".  Bucky gave me a bump fist thing
that I was just learning how to do.  I hoped that I didn't
fuck it up.

I said, "I've got Chemistry this period, in room 202, do you
guys go by there?  Chet squeezed my shoulder and said, "We
do now, David."



                                Eric


When I got home with Jase Sam and David were in the living
room doing their homework.

"How's it goin guys?"

David dropped his forehead to the top of the coffee table
and moaned, "He's a slave driver!  He's even got me doin
stuff for extra credit!"

Sam leaned back and grinned.  "I'm not that bad!  Besides,
you wanna be as good as I know that you can be don'tcha?"

Jase came running in and asked excitedly, "Can I do my
homework with David and Sam?"

I grabbed him to hold him back from climbing all over them
and finally had to scoop him up.  "Jase, you don't have
homework, at least not so's you'd notice and besides I need
ya to pick out my clothes."  Of course I really just wanted
them to have some time alone.

He looked torn but finally said, "Oh...yeah."

I carried him into the bedroom and dropped him backwards
onto the bed.  While I was getting undressed I asked him,
"Where's grandma d'ya think?"

"She said that it wouldn't kill you to defrost dinner for a
change."

"Really?"

Jase nodded yes.   "Those were her exact words."  That's a
mighty cavalier attitude.  Not that it's that big of a deal.
I've got two freezers downstairs loaded with mom's culinary
output.

"Okay, I'm takin my shower while you decide what I'm gonna
wear and then we'll hit the basement for food.  Anything
you're hungry for?"

Jase said, "Lemme think about it while I pick out your
clothes."  Like all of us he's become jaded, or maybe the
reverse of that.  He'd probably love a Big Mac although it'd
be as much as my life is worth to bring one into the house.

I was taking my shower when a handsome blond guy poked his
head through the door.  Pete grinned at me and said, "Hi,
Hot Stuff!"

I grinned.  "Hi yourself handsome.  What are you doin home
early?"

"My last patient of the day cancelled, bless her heart."

"One patient got ya home an hour early?"

"She a hypochondriac.  Normally she's good for an hour of,
"Is this anything?"

I asked, "Are the boys still doin their homework?"

"Workin like dogs.  Did you know that Sam has got David
doing work for extra credit?"

"I know.   I woulda hated him when I was a kid.  Well except
for the looks and the body."

"Eric, that's exactly what kids need to do if they're gonna
get into the best schools."

Yeah right.  "You could come in here and help me wash
stuff."

He grinned and shook his head no.  "Jase is right here
waiting for ya.  You're gonna look very sharp."

Back in the bedroom I looked at the clothes and then looked
at Jase.  "You're sure."

He nodded yes.

"You don't think..."  He was shaking his head no.

"You got this from watching Cirque du Soleil the other night
on TV didn't ya?"   Oh well, it could be worse, tight black
jeans, tight black tee shirt, black shoes and socks.  I felt
like Zorro.  At least he forgot underwear.

I found Pete in the kitchen on the phone.  He smiled when he
saw me and pulled me over by the black belt in my black
jeans.

He put his hand over the mouthpiece.  "You look fucking
hot."

Pete had his hand down the back of my jeans to emphasize
just how hot I looked when Jase came into the kitchen and I
turned my back to the counter while Pete slipped his hand
casually out of my pants.

"I figured out what I wanna eat.  I want those things like
meatballs but they got that white stuff in em and then they
got green stuff around em."

"Huh?"

"What do they call that white stuff?  Remember they had it
when we went to dinner with Grandma and Grandpa and we met
the lady with the black hair that knew mom."

"Lady, black hair, mom and dad.........rice?"

"Yeah!  It's like meatballs with rice in em."

"You mean cabbage rollups?  With tomato gravy?"

"Yeah...I think so."

"I think we got that.  It's not even Italian but don't tell
grandma that."

"Come on, we'll go downstairs and see if we can find it."

"I don't wanna go downstairs."

"How come?"

"Because."

"Grandma's been talking to you about basements?"

"She doesn't like em."

"What if I held you all the time that we were down there?"

"What if we both got eaten?"

"Jase!  Jase, why would you think that you'd get eaten?"

"Grandpa says that there's monsters that come outta the
walls in the basement and they eat kids."  WHY does my
father DO this shit?  He was edging closer to Pete and
finally reached up and took his hand.

I realized that he was afraid that I was gonna make him go
down into the basement so I did the most non-aggressive
thing I could think of and sat down on the kitchen floor.
"I'm not gonna take you down there, Jase.  You don't have to
be afraid."

He ran over and sat in my lap on the floor and pulled my
arms around him.

I spoke quietly into his ear.  "You're not gonna believe me
if I tell ya that grandpa was just bein a jerk when he told
you that are you?"

"I believe you."  He said it like, "Geez, how could you
figure otherwise?"

"But you still won't go downstairs."

"No."

"Well.....I'm gonna go down there and kill all the
monsters."

"Don't go!  Dad, you're not big enough!

"I have a secret plan."

"For the monsters?"

"Yep."

"I don't think it'll work."

"What if I take Pete with me?  He's big."

He stared up at Pete.  "He is big."

"But I need you to do something."

"What?"

"We gotta sneak up on the monsters and that means that we
gotta be real quiet.  So when Pete and I are down there you
can't let anyone else come down there and if anyone tries to
you gotta yell and lemme know.  Can you yell really loud?

"Un huh."

"Okay, so when we go down there we'll close the door to the
basement but if anyone looks like they wanna go down there
you gotta yell really loud.  Okay?"

"Okay."

I pulled open a cabinet and grabbed a small can of Crisco
and then took Pete's hand and pulled him towards the
basement door.

He looked at me and shook his head. "You are like some kind
of demented."

"Is that spelled h-o-r-n-y?"

"In your case, yes."

I turned to Jase.  "Now don't let anyone come down."

For all his demented talk he wasted like zero time getting
my pants down around my ankles.  In the low light of the
basement I positioned his cock and backed onto it.  The
stretching and penetration were like heaven.

"Oh fuck I need this!"

"You are just like a bad little boy."  This from someone
with his cock nine inches up my butt.

`I know and I deserve to be punished but it'd be too loud
unless you can make it sound like a monster dying."

Somehow this made him fuck harder so it was like a good
thing.

"Some day I want you to fuck me in your office.  Like you
were doing a physical, ya know, and when you checked my
prostate I just started moaning an shit and even though you
knew it was wrong your dick was getting hard and before you
knew it you had me bent over the examining table and even
though I was begging you not to, you shoved your rock hard
dripping cock up my needy butt and were plowing the shit
outta me."

He gasped.  "Oh fuck I'm cumming!"

I beat my dick like crazy and ended up shooting on an old
box of Christmas tree ornaments just as Pete was filling my
ass with his hot load.

We finally dragged ourselves upstairs and Jase looked at us
and said, "So where's the meatball and rice thingy's"


                         David


Sam and I were leaning against my bed with the television on
softly.  He pulled my head to his chest and was licking and
kissing the back of my neck.  His fingers were running
through my hair and gently held my head against him.  When
he ran his tongue up to my ear I almost jumped outta my skin
and rolled on top of him our noses pressed together.

He reached out and cupped my cock through the fabric of my
pants.  "You think Jase has gone to bed?"

"He went a half hour ago."

I straddled Sam's lap and sat on his legs. He grabbed my
hands and pulled them way out so that my face was pulled
towards his.  His eyes were warm and his mouth was open just
far enough that I could see the white of his teeth.  His
lips touched mine and when I opened my mouth he sucked on my
lower lip and then moved his tongue into my mouth as his
hands came behind my head and pressed me to him.

When he broke the kiss he buried his face in my neck and his
voice was muffled.

He murmured, "How can I love you so fucking much?"  Each
word vibrated through my skin and into my heart.

"I don't know."  And I didn't.  "I don't know what I'd do if
you didn't though."

He laid his head back against the bed stared into my eyes
and shook it slowly.  "No chance it's gonna stop."  He ran
his hand over my chest.  "I think about you every minute of
the day.  Really..no shit....it's like I'm nuts or
somethin."

I laughed.  "I hope that it's not curable."

"I don't wanna be cured.  I just want you."  He grinned.
"All David, all the time."  He twisted his head and looked
at the bedroom door.  "Sure it's locked?"

I nodded yes and he unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out
or I should say moved the material away from it cause it was
rigid, then he did the same to his.  He looked around and
then pulled my dirty tee shirt off of the bed and laid it on
his chest.

He tried to pull my cock down so that he could hold it to
his but he had to bend his up cause mine couldn't be moved
without breaking it off.  When I felt his cock held to mine
and felt the silky warmth of it my moved fell open and
stayed that way.

As Sam jerked our cocks I felt like every muscle in my body
was straining and when the side of his finger brushed the
head of my dick I thought that I was gonna have a heart
attack or something.

He smiled at me and said, "Feel good?"  I couldn't answer or
close my mouth I just nodded quickly and made a little
sound.  And then it felt like a slow electric shock that
started behind my balls and then just exploded through my
whole body and I was shooting so fucking hard that I was
bouncing off of Sam's legs.

My first shot of cum went straight up my chest and hit my
chin but then Sam quickly bent down and wrapped his lips
around the head of my cock and I had to clamp my hands over
my mouth to stop my scream as he swallowed my cum.  Then
suddenly he threw his head back against the bed as his own
cock started to shoot and I grabbed his shoulders and leaned
forward pressing my lips to his as he gasped for breath and
his cock fired between us.