Date: Fri, 11 Sep 2015 20:37:14 +0000
From: David spowart <davidspowart3@hotmail.com>
Subject: well that was unexpected book 2 chapter 29

This story contains consensual sex between consenting of age adults. If man
on man sex offends you or your country or state forbids or you or under the
age of consent in your area, or mother would not approve please leave now,
or otherwise happy reading.

"Well that was unexpected"
Book 2
Chapter 29

Edited by
J Matlock

Written by
David Spowart


I stood and waited for her to speak; she looked a little distracted by the
confident, defiant man standing beside me.

"Calumn" she replied.

"What do you want mother, or can I guess?" Cal asked.

"I wanted to let you know that just because you have discovered things
about Jonas; don't think my attempt to get my late husbands company back
where it should be have been thwarted.  You are very much mistaken about
that" she informed us, looking a little too cocky...the bitch.

Cal just shrugged and leaned against the post, then mock sighed.

"Mom, it's over, can't you see that?  We have all the evidence we need to
have Jonas, you, and your backer, jailed.  Billy, as we speak, is talking
up a storm with the District Attorney; so, please, just go away" Cal
replied, his confidence slipping just a little.

"First, don't address me as your mother; it disgusts me that I brought you
into this world" she said, her nose in the air " and the" I butted in, I
had also heard enough from this bitch.

"Okay, my turn to speak" I began.

"I do not desire to here you speak" she replied

"Frankly, Mrs. Kenner, I don't give a flying fuck what you desire" I
replied.  Oooh, Todd would be so proud of me for that retort.

"Josh, please" Cal tried to stop me......failed.

"Look, you have made it quite clear that you hate your own flesh and blood;
but, despite your disgusting and cowardly actions toward him, he still
loves you.  God help me, I don't understand it, cause you sure don't
deserve it.  He still wants his mother in his life; but as far as I am
concerned, for the way you have treated this kind, helpful, loving man, you
can go fuck yourself.  I would suggest that you use the cross that hateful
church you attend uses.  Come on, Cal, we have some debauching to do" I
said, and scowled at her as we walked away, leaving her open mouthed and
stunned.

"Debauching, huh?" Cal whispered as we crossed the road to the parking
structure to retrieve the truck.

"Cal, I'm sorry, it's just that she really makes my blood boil," I
responded, my anger still high.

"Josh, look, you articulated your feelings very very well; she heard you
very loud and very clear" he replied, retrieving the key to open the
drivers side door.

"You said she was once a very loving person, but Cal, I just can't see it"
I replied, climbing into the truck as he started the engine.

"I know, but Josh. she was" he replied as we pulled away from downtown,
heading for the freeway.

I just stared straight ahead.  We came to our off ramp and pulled off the
freeway, heading back to the suburbs.

"Now, this debauching," Cal said, looking at me.

"Remembered that, huh?  Thought you wanted pizza and a movie" I responded.

"Well, yeah, but if it is not food, well, it has to be sex; and we can
always order a movie and a pizza, cant we?"  he replied and that twinge hit
me.

"I suppose" I replied.

We pulled into the driveway and my cell went off.

"Oh, hey Dad, what's up?" I asked.

"Have you spoken to Lucas today?"  he asked.

"No, I was going to call him during lunch, but things took a bad turn" I
replied.

"He's run away, Josh.  Some girl has dumped him.  Christ Josh, I was his
age once, and thought I was in love; and when it didn't work out, I thought
my life was over" my dad said, with sadness and concern in his voice.

"You boys will be the death of me" he added.

"He talks to Mark, have you spoken to him?" I asked.

"Yeah, I called the Jacksons, first" he replied.

"He said he would do anything to get her back, but the photo will be a
constant reminder.  She would feel humiliated and embarrassed, and
worse.. betrayed.  Dad, Luke has some grovelling to do" I add.

"I'll worry about that when he comes back home" he replied.

"When he's hungry.  I take it Mom had words?" I asked.

"She's refusing to speak to him; she feels let down" he replied.

"Shit dad, if you only knew half the shit I got up to at 17" I snickered.

"I think it's because of you and what's happened to you, that she keeps a
closer eye on Lucas; just to keep him safe, and away from the bad element
of life" he said.

"Dad, he's 17 and horny.  If mom is keeping a tight rein on him, shit, I
would go crazy and probably rebel worse than what Lucas has.  Dad, he's a
great kid, he's probably off somewhere licking his wounds.  Just give him
time, okay?" I said.

"Call me if you hear anything, please Josh" he said.

"Yeah, you too" I replied, and ended the call.

I flipped the cell open again and dialed Lukes cell.  It went straight to
voice mail.

"Lucas, ring me as soon as you get this" I left a message.

I suddenly was not in the mood for sex.  I was a little more concerned for
Lucas than I let on with dad.

A few hours later at almost midnight, my cell rang.

"Lucas, what the fuck, man?" I started.

"Hey Josh, sorry to have worried anyone; I just needed space.  You know how
it is" he said with obvious tears coming.

"Are you home?" I asked.

"Not exactly" he replied.

"Where are you?  I'll get dad to come get you" I said.

"Cal's front door" he replied.  I jumped up, ran to the front door and
opened it.  A very sorry looking baby brother stood there, crushed and
heart broken.  I pulled him to my chest.

"It'll be alright, Luke, believe me" I said into his ear, softly, as he
cried into my shoulder.  It was sad, and yet heart warming, to know that my
brother needed me.

"Come on, lets get you warmed up" I said, pulling him inside.

Cal made some hot chocolate while I called my parents.

"He's safe, dad" I started.

"Where is he?  Your mother has called the police already" he responded.

"He turned up here, dad, about twenty minutes ago.  Contact the police and
call them off.  Dad, I'll keep him here for a few days, okay?" I said.

"How did he get there?" Dad asked.  Good question!

"Luke, how did you get here, anyway?" I asked as dad listened.

"Christmas gift from your boyfriend" he replied, and I looked at Cal, who
looked a little shocked.

"What do you mean?" I asked, for him to clarify that statement.

"Cal bought me an open American Airlines ticket for New York; I exchanged
it for Chicago" he replied, and the shoe dropped.

"Exchanged a gift, dad" I responded.

"Your mother wants a word, Josh" he said.

"With me or Lucas?" I asked.

"You" he replied.

"Hi, honey, how is he?" she asked.

"Hi, mom.  Well, he's a heartbroken 17 year old who believes his world is
ending" I replied, sounding a little melodramatic.

"I wasn't any help" She replied.

"Mom, you were shocked, not for Lucas; but you know your baby boy has a sex
life and that sort of freaks you out a little" I explained.

"A little; try sending me into premature ageing" she responded, and I
smiled a little.

"Do you want to talk to him?" I asked.

"If he'll talk to me" she said.

"Luke, Mom wants to talk to you, are you okay with that?" I asked, looking
at my brother, knees under his chin, hugging himself.  He nodded slightly.

"Okay, go upstairs and pick up the phone, we'll give you some privacy.
I'll hang up as soon as you pick up" I said, and he climbed the steps to
our bedroom.

"Hey Mom, I'm so sorry" I heard look start and I hung up the phone.

I sat next to Cal, picked up my hot chocolate and kissed his cheek.

"I envy that, you know" Cal started.

"What, the chocolate?" I replied.

"No, the loving relationship you both have with your mother" he said, a
little sadly.

"Cal, you have your grandparents, they love you very much.... you know
that; and I worship the very air you breath, so you have love in your life.
It's her misfortune that she is missing that, okay" I said, kissing his
forehead.  "I fucking love you, never forget that fact" I said, a little
louder than intended.

"Yeah, sorry, I love you too, babe" he responded, kissing my ear, and the
dick squeezing of my junk made me hard instantly.

"You dick, I have my baby brother here and you horn me up" I said, and he
sat there smirking at me.

He stood up and walked to the stairs, where he could hear Lucas talking on
the phone.  He walked back, got down on his knees and pulled my sweats
down.

"Shit Cal, fuck, we can't" I said as he took my cock into his mouth,
sending my eyes into the back of my head.

"I grabbed a cushion and covered my face to stifle my groans of pleasure.
The motions of Cal's tongue as he worked me close to the point of no
return, had my body shaking.

"Fuck, shit Cal" I moaned into that cushion, and the flick of his tongue
was enough.  I shot hot and plenty into his mouth; he milked me dry.

He moved back up my body, kissing as he went.

"Forgiven?" he asked.

"Loved the apology" I replied as I heard the door of our room open.  I
hastily pulled my sweats back up, grabbing my cold hot chocolate as I sat
down again next to Cal.

"She okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, I freaked her a little" he replied as he took a seat.

"Oh, I've interrupted something, haven't I?" he said, smiling at Cal and
me.

"No, why would you say that?"

"Josh, man I love you, but I have spent enough time with you two to know
one of you has just cum; and by the looks of your flushed face and Cal's
slightly swollen lips, I am going to say you, bro" he replied with no
malice intended.

"Too smart for your own good, smart-ass" I replied, as he had me.

I stood back up and walked over to the phone.

"Okay you two, choose a movie, I'll order the pizzas" I instructed.

"What kind of movie do you want, Josh?" Cal asked, as they brought up the
netflix app on the tv screen.

"Nothing mushy.  Lucas crying again would ruin my pizza; go for an action
flick" I said as I dialed the pizza place.

"No anchovies" Luke yelled.  "Yes, I know" I replied.  He hates them... so
do I.

As I was talking, Lucas' cell rang.  It was on charge and the name Daniel
came up, with a picture of a blond kid.

I hung up on the pizza place and picked up the cell and opened it.

"Hello, Luke's phone" I started.

"Oh hey, sorry, I have been trying to get a hold of him all day.  Is he
there?" the kid asked, sounding gayer than Christmas.

"Hang on, I'll get him" I said, my curiosity peaked.  This guy is so gay he
makes Todd's cousin sound straight.

"Lucas, cell" I yelled, and he came in, grabbed it, and dropped into one of
the chairs.

"Hey Daniel, what's up, man?" he started into a normal teenage randomized
conversation.  I left him and returned to the living room and sat next to
Cal, who was still searching for an appropriate film.

"This is going to be an interesting conversation when he hangs up" I said,
and Cal just looked at me with a "what are you talking about" expression.

"Just wait" I responded.

Ten minutes later Lucas walked in and looked at me.

"What?" he responded.

"A guy rings you at" I look at the clock.

"12:45 am" I questioned.

"Yeah, like you and mom, he was concerned about me; he's my friend" he
replied.

" 'He' is sort of out there and fabulous don't you think?" I replied, and
realized I was sounding a tad homophobic.

"I cannot believe you, of all people, have just said that" he replied, and
I deserved it.

"Yeah, I get how that sounded, sorry" I replied.

"So, friends, how did that happen?" I added.

"School.  It was just after you were hurt.  I was eating lunch with some
friends and some assholes were ragging on this kid.  It was obvious he was
gay, didn't try to hide it; but then one of the jocks stood up and pushed
him over.  I wasn't going to just stand by and watch this kid get creamed"
he started.

"I walked over helped him up and picked his stuff up.  He looked at me like
I was part of a bad joke" he smiled at the memory.

"And?" I asked.

"Oh, the jock turned his attention to me" he continued.

"He pushed me and I pushed back.  Mark Jackson and my friends came and
stood next to me, backing me up" he went on.

"Mark was going to cream the guy" he concluded.

"So, then what?" I asked.

"Nothing.  The jock didn't want any of Mark.  I pulled Daniel to our table
and he thanked me, but he was also a little defiant; informed me he had it
under control, and we sort of just hit it off" he ended. He reaffirmed my
opinion of him.  Lucas is a great kid.

"Can't wait to meet him" I replied.

"Oh Josh, you have no idea.  He's crushing on you big time" he replied with
a smirk.

"So, do I have to kick this Daniels ass?" Cal asked.

"Oh don't worry, he knows all about you, and you are also in his crush
book" Luke laughed, and all I could do was look at him laughing; such a
contrast to the brother that showed up a couple of hours ago.

Forty minutes later we were sitting like 60's hippies, eating pizza, still
not choosing a movie to watch; so, we just talked.

"So, the photograph?" I asked.

His happy posture changed.  He slid his hand into his jeans and retrieved
his cell.  He went through some images and then produced the offending
image.

"Wow, were you all planning on an orgy?  Quite a crowd watching that, Luke.
I take it that's Daniel standing behind you?" I asked, and he nodded.

"Lucky it was a girl blowing you and not Daniel; no coming back from that,
dude" Cal commented.

"Who is she?" I asked.

"Don't know.  All you can see is the back of her head, and obviously,
nobody is coming forward to admit it was them" he added.

"Does Dan not know who she is?" I asked

"No, and don't ever call him Dan to his face, he's a bit touchy.  'Mom
called me Daniel, not Dan, not Danny, so please use my given name' as I
said, touchy" he informed us.

"A bit of a Diva, huh?" Cal asked.

"A bit more than a bit, but he's a funny guy and I like that he makes me
laugh.  He hates when Mark insists on calling him cupcake" he laughs again,
and I like when my brother laughs.  "Okay, I'm bushed, need to sleep" Lucas
informed us, and he did look drained.

"Go, take your pick.  The end room has a bathroom, so feel free to take
that one" Cal said, and I realized he sent him the opposite direction from
our room.. sneaky boy.

"Tomorrow I want to go through the attic, get the old photo albums out; you
know, to show you how my mother was before... well, just before" he said as
we made our way to our bedroom.

"Yeah, okay.  Will you be alright going through those things?  One wreck is
all I can handle this weekend" I said.

"Babe, I have you, that is all the emotional support I will ever need" he
replied.  Clever boy.

We woke to the sound of loud music coming from downstairs, then the smell
of burned toast.  A chef my brother will never be.

"Come on, before he burns down the house" I said, as we both woke to the
din coming from downstairs.

"I almost forgot how loud your brother can be" Cal yawned, stretching.

"What time is it, anyway?" he asked.

"Just after 10" I replied.

"He's 17, what the hell is he doing up" he moaned.  Good question.

We both descended the stairs to him singing a Taylor Swift song....badly.

"Hey bro" he said as we walked in.

"Morning Lucas" I hugged him as did Cal.

"What are you destroying for us this morning?" I asked, and he smiled as I
looked to see the sink full of pots and pans..... but no food.

"Umm, yeah.....Sorry..... Cereal... sorry" he repeated.

"Coffee is fine" I said, and Cal nodded.

We talked for a while and Lucas decided he wanted to go site seeing; and we
agreed to meet up in the city so we could show him Kenner Engineering.

Cal and I climbed the ladder into the attic to search for the photo albums.
We found some and we leafed through; some of his mother at school age.  Who
would have guessed, looking at those pictures, how she would become a stone
cold bitch.

"She looked pretty" I said, and he just slightly nodded.

We searched for every picture we could find.  We could not find any of Cal.
It seems that when she disowned him, she trashed the pictures of him and
his parents.

"That box is my dads, I helped him make it" he said as we looked at a shoe
sized, wooden box.  We opened it and found the photographs he was hoping to
find.  I could see and feel the emotion building up inside of him.

"You okay, babe?" I asked, and he again gave me a slight nod.

"This one was taken in Florida; I was about eight, I think" he showed the
photograph of him sitting on his mothers knee, he was holding her close.

Later on as we rummaged through more stuff and pictures, there were a lot
of his parents together, younger times.

"This was her medical record while she was being treated" he showed me and
then he began to read what treatment she went through.  Suddenly, a part of
the record had him dumbstruck.

"What is it, Cal?" I asked.

"The questionnaire, basic questions, any history of cancer, heart disease,
do you smoke, stuff like that; but look at this, Josh, it does not make
sense" he said, and he handed her records to me.

'Number of pregnancies - 2' it read.

"She had another, but..." I was as stunned as he.

We searched the entire attic until we found some old legal documents; an
old will, the deeds to the house, or the former ones anyway, then we found
a child services document.

"My mothers maiden name, she was 16 years old" he said, and read on.

"When did she meet your father?" I asked.

"College, both were 19" he replied, and continued to read on.

"Adoption!  She adopted the kid out, name – Kathleen - born December 8th
1988, 7:43am" he read on, looking stunned.

"How the hell could she not say anything?  Dad must have known, I mean, the
documents were there and he must have seen her answer for her medical
records.  Christ, do my grandparents know about her?" he was babbling, a
million questions running through his head.

"Ask them" I said.

He flipped open his cell and dialed his grandmother.  She always spoke her
mind and would tell him, if she knew.

He placed the phone down and put it on speaker.

"Good morning, honey, what can I do for you?" she asked

"Morning Grandma, Josh is here with me" he added.

"Good morning to you as well, Joshua" she replied.  "Grandma, did you know
my mother had a daughter?" he asked, biting his nails waiting for her to
answer.

"A daughter, no..... no I did not.... when?" she asked.

"When she was 16" I replied.

"No darling, I wasn't, and I am sure your grandfather was not privy to that
information.  That has shocked me.  How did you discover this?" she asked,
and over the next half hour we explained what we were doing and how we
found the documents.

"Honey I don't like what I am going to suggest, but...... I think you need
to speak to your mother" she said.

"Shit" I let the word slip out.

"Sorry Mrs. Kenner, I mean Grandma" I said.

"Oh, don't fret, Joshua, it was my sentiment exactly; but, the only way to
get the answers you need Calumn, is to confront the woman" she repeated.

"Yeah, I know, thanks Grandma, talk later" he said, and closed his cell.

"I need to speak to her, Josh.  I need to speak to my mother" he added.


To be continued........

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