Date: Sun, 13 Sep 2015 20:51:02 -0400
From: Jeremy Ellington <jeremyellingtonii@gmail.com>
Subject: Lessons From My Dad-20

NOTICE: This story contains scenes of a sexually graphic nature which may
not be legal in your area.  This story is completely fictional and written
only for entertainment purposes.  Any similarities to real life people or
characters is coincidental. If you have trouble separating real life from
fantasy or you are offended by such themes, stop reading now.


Lessons From My Dad
Chapter 20


As soon as I woke up that next day I was nervous, and at first I couldn't
figure out why.  All of the events of the previous night then came flooding
into my head, and although the anxious feelings made sense to me I actually
got even more nervous.  There were so many things happening: company
espionage, possible child molestation, putting myself in danger... all that
and I still had to go to school and act like it was just a normal day.

I dragged myself out of bed and wandered out into the hallway and looked
around.  I was hoping that maybe Dad was still home even though it would
have been unusual on a regular day and especially unexpected the day after
he found out one of his employees was a crook.  His bed was made... well,
the sheets and cover had been thrown back into place since neither of us
was the type to formally make our beds.  There would be no drill sergeants
flipping a quarter on anybody's mattress checking for a bounce in this
house, but we were both neat enough to get by.  Dad once said that the only
people who would need to see our bedrooms would be people we had invited to
see them, and those folks wouldn't be looking at how neat we were.  I
didn't understand it at the time, but thinking back on it now I got the
giggles.  NOW I got it!

I checked the front door to see if Dad's car was gone and it was.  I sighed
and turned to head towards the bathroom so I could start the day but
stopped when I saw a note on the kitchen table.  It read:

"Picking you up after school, please do not walk home.  Keep your cell
phone on you at all times in case I need to contact you.  DO NOT walk to
school alone... if there are no other kids with you turn back to the house,
lock yourself in and CALL ME!  Ok, now that I've scared you please
understand I just want you to be safe.  I love you VERY MUCH!  Dad."

Yep, he was right.  Although I was nervous when I woke up, that feeling
turned to a little bit of fear after I read his note.  I understood what he
was doing and why he was doing it, and I knew I should have felt more
secure because of it, but... I just didn't. Being at school with lots of
other kids and with teachers there, and getting a ride home in the safety
of his car after school was fine, but what was a handful of little kids
going to do to protect me if someone drove up and tried to snatch me from
the street on the way to school?  My nerves were not helped at all by the
sudden ringing of my cell phone in my room.  I ran to pick it up and saw
the picture of Dad's handsome face on the screen.

"You scared the crap out of me Dad!" I practically yelled into the phone.

"I know Sean and I'm sorry, I've been thinking about the note I left for
you ever since I left the house and the more I thought about it the more I
thought I overdid it with the scare tactics."

"Well, yeah, there's that, but the phone rang just as I finished reading
it... I thought I was gonna poop my shorts!"

He barked out a laugh.  "Oh... okay I'm doubly sorry then.  Anyway, I don't
want you walking to school any more than I want you walking home.  I had to
get in here early today to keep your plan moving and I've already talked to
my PI friend.  He can't wait to meet you by the way.  Anyway, Rafe is on
his way over to pick you up and take you to school for me.  How soon can
you be ready?"

I looked down at myself and chuckled.  "Well Dad, seeing as I just dragged
out of bed, I'm standing here stark naked and haven't even been in the
bathroom yet... I'm gonna say 20 minutes if I get to eat something too."

He chuckled again.  "Of course you get to eat Sean, you know how I feel
about that.  I'll text Rafe to let him know your timeline, and if he shows
up while you're getting ready please let him in so he can wait for you
inside.  I expect to be able to take you to school myself the rest of this
week."

"Dad... is this how we're going to have to live for a while?"

I could hear him sigh through the phone.  "I hope not Sean, I truly hope
not.  Once we sit down and go over things with Gary, my private
investigator friend, we'll have a better idea of what to expect.  I asked
him to come over tonight son but don't worry about dinner, we'll stop and
get us all Chinese or something on our way home from your school tonight."

"Okay Dad.  I better get a move on so Rafe doesn't have to wait on me.
Thanks Dad, I was starting to worry about walking to school."

"I got you baby boy, you let me do any necessary worrying.  I'll see you at
school this afternoon, and keep your cell phone handy.  If any of the
teachers gives you problems about it you tell them to speak to the
principal, I'm calling him next just to tell him I may need to get ahold of
you... don't worry, he won't know more than he needs to."

"Okay Dad, thanks!  I'll see you later.  I love you Dad."

"Ah Sean, you're my whole world!  I love you so much.  See you later."

We both hung up and I hurried into the bathroom to start my routine.  I did
my toilet activities then took a fast shower.  I was just stepping out when
I heard someone knocking at the door.  I guessed my shower wasn't fast
enough!  I wrapped my towel around my waist and walked along the wall to
try to stay out of the line of sight of the door until I could be sure it
was Rafe.  When I got to the door I peeked around it just enough to see and
started laughing when Rafe peeked around the window, doing the same thing I
was.  I opened the door and he started chuckling at me.

"Agent Sean, I'm glad to see you were taking the necessary precautions!
I'm not too sure about your outfit though, I can't imagine where you're
hiding your gun, your knives and your secret agent shield," he said,
winking at me.

"Agent Rafe, I was trying to get ready as quickly as I could.  You don't
want to know what kind of weapon I have under this towel," I winked back at
him, raising my eyebrows up and down repeatedly.  That just got him
laughing again.

"Well said Sean.  You and I only seem to have conversations when one of us
has a body part exposed.  You better hustle along now before we both get
into trouble.  Now Aaron said to be sure you had some form of breakfast so
I'll work on that, what do you usually eat?"

I thought back to his earlier comments about a black man and a white boy
getting in trouble, and I wanted to ask him what kind of 'trouble' he was
talking about last night and now this morning, but I needed to get myself
in gear and continue to get ready so I let it drop for now.  "If you would
just grab a bowl and spoon, any cereal from the pantry and the milk I'll
wolf it down after I get dressed.  Help yourself if you're hungry," I added
glancing over my shoulder as I made my way to my bedroom.

I let the towel drop so I was just holding it one hand to keep it off the
floor and opened a drawer to choose some underwear when I heard Rafe behind
me.  "Do you want Corn Flakes or Wheat Chex... shit!"  I spun around to see
Rafe staring at me.  I had a pair of briefs in one hand and the towel in
the other... and was otherwise naked.  He had a box of cereal in each hand.

"Shit," he repeated and turned around.  "I'm damn sorry Sean, I wasn't even
thinking, of course you'd be getting dressed, and here I am wandering
around like I live here.  I real sorry Sean."

I just giggled, dropped the towel and quickly stepped into the briefs.
"It's okay Rafe, like you said last night we're all guys here, you have
four brothers... it's all the same equipment.  I'm decent now, anyway."

He slowly turned his head and peeked at me over his shoulder just to be
sure I wasn't messing with him I guess.  I burst out laughing.  "You're not
gonna believe this Rafe but Carl caught me in the nude too, just last night
before the meeting.  I was just coming out of the shower then as well and
didn't know he and Dad were in the house.  Either I need to stop taking
showers or everybody who works for my father will end up seeing my stuff!"

Rafe started laughing then, but he still had a slightly shocked look on his
face.  I sat down to pull on my socks then reached for my pants while he
held up the boxes of cereal and raised his eyebrows.

"Are you gonna eat some too Rafe?" I asked.

"I thought I would, yeah.  Now I'm not so sure I could get my mouth to
work.  I don't think me seeing you in your birthday suit is what Aaron had
in mind when he asked me to help you out this morning."

"It's okay Rafe.  Besides, it's my mouth that has to do all the work."

The double meaning of what I said hit me as soon as I said it and I just
knew I'd turned red.  It took all the strength of will I had not to glance
down at his crotch so I stared at his face instead.  His eyes had opened
wide and I realized that we both understood what my comment sounded like.

"Aw crap!  Maybe I should quit while I'm ahead Rafe.  I'll take the Chex
please, thanks."

He finally smiled and turned away to walk back to the kitchen, chuckling to
himself.  I could hear him getting out the bowls and spoons while I pulled
on a shirt and made sure I had everything I needed in my backpack.  By the
time I made it to the kitchen he had everything set up and was munching
away on some Corn Flakes.  I sat down, filled my bowl with cereal and
poured the milk.  I didn't want anything to be awkward so I decided to ask
about work.

"So did you actually make it in to work yet Rafe, or did Dad catch you on
the way?"

"He called me right as I was getting in the car, so no, I've only been here
so far," he said between bites.

"Oh, okay.  I was just wondering if you'd heard anything about what
happened last night, but I guess it's too early yet anyway.  How long does
it usually take for a company to tell you if they've accepted your bid?"

"It depends Sean.  You get some that'll fire right back to tell you cuz
they want someone to start right away, others will try to negotiate the
price with you, the timing, the materials....sheesh sometimes they wanna
argue with how many men it'll take to do the job, thinking we'll shave down
the price.  Your Dad doesn't play that way though, he wants to do a quality
job and if the company wants to start cutting corners he'll just dump them.
I've seen Aaron back away from a job that he really wanted just because the
owners accepted his quote then started to nit-pick, try to talk him down,
that kinda shit.  Oops, sorry Sean.  Anyway, every client is different."

I laughed at his attempt to watch his word choices.  "It's okay Rafe, Dad
doesn't really censor himself around the house so I'm pretty sure I've
heard most of the good cuss words.  My father owns a company that hires a
lot of blue collar men... if my 'young ears' were still impressionable it
would be a miracle!"

He chuckled as he spooned the last of his cereal into his mouth.  "Yeah,
well I watch my mouth around my nephews too, then I hear them yelling out
words I wouldn't say in front of my own dad even now!  Besides, since we've
seen each other's stuff I guess it is too late to worry about letting a
swear word fly now and then."

I looked at him for a moment, then decided to just say what I was thinking.
"You forget Rafe, I never actually saw your 'stuff', I stayed facing the
door while you peed.  You piss like a racehorse though, long and loud, and
you are very tall, so I guess I can figure it out for myself though..."

Even though Rafe was black his skin tone wasn't so dark that I couldn't see
him blush when he added up all that I just said to him.  I giggled, stood
up and grabbed our bowls to place in the sink.  I closed up the cereal
boxes and put them back in the pantry then put the milk in the fridge.  I
grabbed my backpack off the floor and turned to look at him.  He was still
just sitting there with a bewildered look on his face, like he had a dozen
different ways he could respond to me but he didn't trust that any of them
would be right.  I walked by him, patted him on the shoulder and grabbed my
keys off of the counter.  "Let's hit the road Rafe, neither of us wants to
be late!"

I opened the door and stood back so he could step through and out.  I
locked the door behind us and let myself into the front seat of his car.
He started the car and backed out, and when he looked over his shoulder to
be sure the way was clear I could see the smirk on his face.  He caught my
eye and his face broke out in a huge grin that made me laugh.

"How old are you Sean?  24 or so I'd guess," he said, giving me an
I-know-better look.

"I just turned 13 Rafe."

"Oh shit," he moaned, rubbing one big hand down his face while he steered
the car with the other.  "I should've gotten a note from your father or
something, in case we get pulled over."

I couldn't let it go this time.  "Now Rafe, that's the third time you said
something like that.  What do you mean when you joke about an older, black
man and a young, white boy?  I don't understand."

Rafe glanced over at me for a moment, then gave out a big sigh.  "Sean,
your generation... I see such hope for you kids.  You'll learn some about
this in school, although what you learn will be tainted by whoever wrote
the story, 'course that's the way it is with everything.  You'll have to
ask your father about most of this, it probably isn't my place to say.
Let's just go with the fact that there's still a lot of folks, older folks
and some of my generation mostly, who still aren't comfortable with the
mixing of the races.  An adult black woman and a white child... well that
would be okay cuz some folks have memories of servants and such, but an
adult black man with a white child?  Too many people assume there'd be some
touchy-feely going on.  It's a sad comment on our times Sean, but there it
is."

To say I was shocked would be an understatement.  As soon as he explained
it I felt kinda stupid, like it was something I should have already known.
Then I really did feel stupid, and a bit ashamed of the way I had been
teasing him earlier.  A tear slid down my face before I got a chance to
stop it, and he must have been looking at me because he noticed it.

"Aw hell Sean, please don't cry.  Me and my damn, big mouth.  I should have
kept it shut, I didn't mean to upset you.  Seems like I've been apologizing
to you all morning, you're never gonna want to see my mug again."

"No Rafe, there's no reason for you to apologize.  I'm not really crying, I
just felt... overwhelmed I guess.  I just never thought that people could
be so... ignorant!  Plus I am very embarrassed for the way I... well, I
guess the way I acted around you this morning.  I was just trying to have a
little fun with you.  I woke up anxious just thinking about all that's
going on with Dad's business, then I realized I was afraid of walking to
school and shit I'm 13 already I shouldn't be afraid, then Dad told me you
were coming to drive me and... I just felt so relieved.  Please believe me
Rafe, I wouldn't ever do anything to place you in a compromising position.
I was a bit of a tease today and I just never knew the ramifications of
what that might have looked like to you.  I'm the one who needs to
apologize Rafe, and I'm really, really sorry."

He looked over at me and I could see some sadness on his face, then he gave
me a weak smile.  "No apologies necessary Sean, maybe from either of us
then.  You're a young guy, learning about yourself and your body... I
remember what it was like for me back then, everything about sex and
genitals and all was what all the guys joked about, trying to act like we
knew what we were saying and all the time hoping somebody would explain
about it.  My two younger brothers were mostly naked around the house until
they were about 17, or at least any time they could get away with it.  My
dad didn't care, he remembered what it was like for him too, but my
mom... she just wasn't having it.  To tell you the truth I think she really
didn't mind either but she had to be the law about that kind of thing
seeing how laid back my dad was.  Of course, if I'd had sisters... damn it
would have been a world of difference!  If you saw the way she dotes on my
nieces..."  He chuckled as he thought about it, then glanced over at me and
I thought he realized he'd gotten away from the matter at hand.  "Anyway
Sean, it's all good.  I really enjoy your sense of humor and there's no
reason for you to be embarrassed at all for how we joked back and forth
this morning.  Now I ain't sayin you should do that with just anybody, but
you and me... we're good."

He held out his hand to me and I shook it.  I had to giggle a little though
and he raised his eyebrow at me.  "I just can't get over how huge your hand
is Rafe, especially compared to mine.  I guess that just proves what they
say."

The look on his face was priceless as he wondered where I was going with
that comment.  "No Sean, what do they say?"

"Big hands, big.... gloves!"

He just shook his head at me.  "You are a mess boy, and I will tell your
daddy he needs to watch out for you," he said, chuckling in spite of
himself.

He pulled into the school driveway, stopped, then turned and clapped his
hand on my shoulder.  "Really Sean, I enjoyed our time this morning and I
hope you aren't upset over anything we talked about.  And don't you for a
minute feel that you shouldn't be anxious or scared, no matter what your
age.  Until we have this whole Martin business behind us we all have to
watch our backs and I'm glad I could help you out.  Thanks for the flakes
too!"

"Like you said Rafe, we're good.  You have to come over for dinner again
soon, you're too damn skinny."

"Ain't gonna turn down an offer like that Sean, not the way you cook!  Now
get into the building while I wait and watch.  I'll tell your dad you got
here in one piece but I'm sure he'd like to hear that from you as well."

"I'll give him a quick call Rafe.  Thanks for the lift!"

I stepped out of his car, closed the door behind me, gave him a wave and
ran to the door.  I turned and waved again then went inside.  I felt like
I'd had a full day already, and my first class hadn't even begun yet!

                                  **********

Dad texted me a couple of times during the day, once to remind me to wait
for him and another to tell me to start thinking about what I wanted for
dinner in ase Chinese takeout didn't appeal to me.  The first time was
during lunch so I didn't get any hassle from a teacher, and the second time
was during my English class.  I looked up at Mr. McDonough who gave me a
slight smile and nodded.  I guessed that word had come down from the
principal so Mr. McD. was onboard.  I quickly looked at the text, smiled to
myself and sent back a fast 'OK'.  When I raised my head again Mr. McD. was
looking at me expectantly, so I gave him a quick thumbs up and a smile, he
smiled back then resumed talking about dangling participles.

My last class was actually a study period, and as usual I finished up my
homework and had already started on reading my book when the bell rang.  I
took my stuff to my locker then texted Dad to see where he was.  I'd
already decided I wasn't going to poke my head out the door of the building
unless I knew he was out there.  He answered right back to let me know he
had already parked the car and was waiting at the front door.  I grabbed my
backpack and hurried out.  I was surprised to see Dad standing there
talking with Mr. McDonough.  Dad threw his arm around me and
Mr. McD. smiled at me.

"Thank you for letting me answer my Dad's text during class Mr. McDonough,
I appreciate that you bent the rules for me."

"Oh, is that where he was when I texted?" Dad asked.  "Well then, thank you
indeed Barry, I hope we didn't disrupt the class," Dad added.

Barry?

"No disruption at all Aaron.  Sean was discreet, responded to you quickly
and was done probably before most of the class even noticed.  I'm happy to
help out my best student in any way I can," he answered.

Aaron?

Since when were my Dad and my English teacher on a first name basis?  I
watched 'Aaron and Barry' shake hands and felt 'Barry's' hand pat my
shoulder as we all said goodbye.  Dad and I walked to the car in silence,
mostly because I didn't know which question to ask first!

Once we were in the car, belted in and pulling out of the school parking
lot I couldn't hold it in any longer.  "Dad!  I don't know where to begin!
What happened today?  What's your PI friend like?  And how long have you
known... Barry?"

Dad just burst out laughing.  It was a good thing we had stopped for
traffic because he acted like he would have lost control of the car
otherwise.  "Okay Sean, let's take those in order.  #1, we didn't hear
anything yet from the quote we submitted but that isn't unusual.  #2, I
haven't seen Gary in a while but he's a good guy.  He's an ex-Marine, then
he was a cop, then a detective for some time in upstate New York.  He got
fed up with the small-mindedness of small town America and moved back to
our neck of the woods to be closer to his mom and sisters who still live in
the next town over.  There weren't any openings in any of the local police
departments so he got his PI license and has ended up working with the
police more than you'd think.  Apparently there are some things he can get
away with doing that they can't."

I waited.  And waited.  "AND?!?!" I yelled.

He laughed again.  "And... #3, I met Barry in college, we've known each
other since before you were born.  And... before you ask, no, he and I
never did anything together, he pretty much kept to himself.  I guess when
he first got to college he had a really bad stutter so he didn't say much.
I met him after he had some help with that so he was more outgoing by then.
We had a couple of classes together although he was a few years behind me."

"How come I'm just hearing about this now?  Is he gay?"

"I didn't know you were all that interested.  As far as his sexuality... I
really don't know for sure, and I hope that doesn't affect your
teacher-student relationship with him one way or the other.  Now what did
you decide on dinner?  Gary said he was pretty much open to anything.  When
I told him we had your world-famous lasagna last night he let a few choice
curse words fly; apparently he loves lasagna.  He insisted on a return
visit the next time you make it again."

"I'm still good with having Chinese Dad," I said.  "Speaking of letting
curse words fly, what did Rafe tell you about our morning adventures?"

He looked over at me with a puzzled expression on his face.  "Not much
really.  He said he got there before you were ready but you kindly let him
inside to wait for you, you guys had cereal together, he dropped you off at
school... why?  Who was cursing?"

I sighed and hoped I wasn't opening a can of worms by revealing any of the
morning's events.  "Well, he got there just as I was coming out of the
shower.  I snuck to the front door to be sure it was him, let him in, he
joked about the fact that I was only wearing a towel, then I went back to
my room to get dressed.  He decided to join me for breakfast but he
couldn't decide which cereal to eat so he came back to my room to ask me to
choose.  Unfortunately for him I had just dropped my towel and was digging
through my underwear drawer when he got to my bedroom door.  So.... now
Carl isn't the only one of your employees to have seen your son in the
buff."

"Oh Sean... your bedroom has a door on it for a reason you know!  Just
because you and I don't close them very often doesn't mean you should
traipse around the house with your willy flapping around!"

"That's where the curse words came in.  Rafe let one fly and quickly turned
around when he realized what had happened, and I got dressed pretty damn
quickly.  First he apologized for surprising me then he apologized for what
he saw, THEN he apologized for the swear word.  After everything calmed
down we had a good laugh about it but, yeah, the number of men who've seen
me naked seems to be growing."

"Well... as long as that's all that was growing son, I guess no harm was
done.  No wonder he didn't say anything to me though, he was probably
afraid of what I would say in response."

"Don't be mad at him or anything Dad, it was just a goofy chain of events
and you're right, it was really my fault for not closing my door.  Heck,
Rafe probably assumed it would be closed when he walked back there to ask
me my cereal choice.  Surprise!"

"I won't say anything to him Sean, at least not for a while.  Maybe after
some time goes by I can joke with him a little bit about it, but right now
we've got enough on our minds."

"Dad, he kind of commented again on that 'adult black man, young white boy
thing'.  He said I should talk with you about it, and I know you already
told me that, but it seemed like the perfect opportunity.  He didn't say
much other than to tell me that a man like him has to be careful, even
these days, with what people could assume.  I told him I hoped I hadn't put
him in an awkward situation and he said I hadn't, so... I'd still like to
talk with you some more about that some time."

He sighed then reached over and patted my knee as we pulled into the
Chinese restaurant's parking lot.  "Sean, I'm glad you didn't push Rafe to
talk more on the subject.  It can be a touchy situation for a single man
like him, and if you stop and think about it that would be the case with
any adult man and a younger boy regardless of their skin color.  It's just
more sensitive for a black man because of false stereotypes, and yes, we
can talk about it soon.  Now let's get in and order our food."

We bought all of our favorites and padded the order with a little more of
everything since Gary would be eating with us.  I was looking forward to
meeting him.  He would be the second man I knew that Dad had played around
with and I wondered how they would greet each other.  I figured it would be
different with me there so I hoped I wouldn't put too much of a damper on
things if they decided to reminisce.  Suddenly the thought went through my
mind that Gary and Dad might want to mess around tonight, which would be
very weird for me, especially sleeping just down the hall.  Who was I
kidding, there would be no way I'd be sleeping.  I realized that I was
feeling jealous for the first time and it made me angry.  I didn't want to
share my Dad, but I also didn't want him to miss out on hooking up with an
old flame either.

Dad must have noticed how quiet I had gotten because he elbowed me while we
were waiting for our food.  I couldn't meet his eyes, and that must have
really made him wonder.

"Sean," he whispered.  "Are you okay son?"

I just nodded, afraid that if I tried to say anything I would choke up.  I
heard him growl very softly so I knew he wasn't buying my little nod.

As soon as we got back into the car he turned in his seat, reached over and
took hold of my chin to turn my face towards his.  "C'mon Sean, out with
it.  You got too quiet, too fast, so I know there's something bothering
you.  You know it really hurts my feelings when you won't confide in me
like this."

I jerked my head up to meet his eyes.  "Oh Dad, I never thought of it that
way.  I'm sorry.  You know how my mind works too fast for me to keep up
sometimes.  I just got to thinking... will you and Gary... I mean should
I... I..."  A tear started running down my face.  Fuck!  That's twice in
one day I let my emotions get the better of me and both times it resulted
in tears.  I really needed to learn how to get a grip!

"Oh Sean... I think I understand now.  You think because Gary and I used to
mess around back in college that we'll take one look at each other and want
to pick up where we left off.  You're forgetting one very important thing
though.  I just happen to live with the hottest guy this side of the
Mississippi, and I have absolutely no feelings for anyone else."

I gave him a weak smile.  "Thanks Dad... but it's really not that
farfetched you know.  You and Carl were hooking up every once in a while,
you said so yourself.  And I understand you would want to be with an adult,
not having to explain things and doing things that we don't do.  I'm not
saying I wouldn't be incredibly jealous, but I would never want you to
think I was holding you back or anything!"

He chuckled and started the car.  "Sean, for starters I love explaining
things to you, and as I believe I've mentioned more than once, I often
wonder exactly who is explaining things to whom in that bedroom.  And the
only reason Carl and I would get together... and it really was only a few
times a year... was because it does get a little old just using your hand
to get off with all the time; sometimes you just need another person there.
As soon as you and I began playing together Carl was no longer of interest
to me, and Gary won't be either.  And as far as you holding me
back... son... I'm at a point in my life when I'm trying to run a
successful business, watch it grow... and watch my wonderful son grow as
well.  I really don't have any interest in meeting someone new, or hooking
up with an old fuckbuddy.  Now if I met someone and there were unexpected
sparks... I don't know Sean, he would have to be really special to take my
focus off of you and my company.  If he did... or if I thought there was a
chance he would... you and I would discuss it, go over it, pro and con, all
that good stuff.  I would never want you to be uncomfortable with anything
baby boy, especially in your own home.  But I really don't see anything
happening like that for me Sean.  Maybe when you're much older, off to
college or something, and when the business has been stable for a number of
years, I don't know.  Don't forget Sean, you could find someone just the
same as me."

I looked at him with what I knew had to be a deer-in-headlights expression.
"Dad, no!  I don't want to be with anyone else either!"

He reached over and patted my leg.  "Sean, love can come along when you
least expect it.  In fact there are some who will tell you that it almost
always comes when you *aren't* looking for it.  I didn't even know I had a
bisexual bone in my body until I met your mom.  Regardless of how that
turned out, believe me when I tell you I had no idea I would ever be
interested in a woman.  You know son, you're not the only one who worries
that he's holding back the other one.  I joke all the time of how I expect
you to take care of me in my old age, but you just might find a wonderful
partner someday and there's no way in hell I would ever want to keep you
from experiencing that."

I looked down at the seat, suddenly sad that we were having this
discussion.  Me and my stupid jealousy, I should have just behaved like
normal and none of this would have come up.

"Sean... please don't get all melancholy on me now.  You and I may both
have a number of affairs, or we may end up living together and giving each
other blowjobs without our dentures in.  It does absolutely no good to
worry about it or concern ourselves in any way right now.  Just know that I
will NOT be dragging Gary off to my bedroom!  You and I are solid my lad,
and don't you forget it!"

I had to giggle at the picture in my mind of both of us giving each other
toothless blowjobs, and he chuckled along I'm sure because he knew exactly
why I was amused.  We had made it home by then and his phone rang as he
pulled into the driveway.

"It's Gary.  I hope he isn't gonna be a no-show, we have all this food and
I really want this whole espionage thing behind us."

It turned out that Gary was calling just to let Dad know he would be about
a half hour later than planned.  We gathered my backpack and all the food
and took everything into the house.  Dad did the beer-in-the-freezer trick
while I dumped the food into various bowls and set them in the oven to keep
them warm.

"Since Gary's gonna be late I'm gonna take a shower.  I haven't seen my
naked son in a few days... care to join me," he asked, wiggling his
eyebrows at me.  I turned and ran to the bathroom stripping off my clothes
as I went.  I heard him laughing behind me.  "I'll take that as a 'yes',"
he said.  I had barely turned the water on when I felt him behind me.  He
wrapped his arms around me and I could tell he had also stripped down
because his hairy front pressed against my smooth backside.  I bent
slightly forward to adjust the faucets and he moaned.  "Oh, you hadn't
better assume that position boy, or Gary may end up standing outside for a
long time."

"And that would be a problem because..."

He chuckled and nudged me forward into the shower, grabbing the massager
and getting us both wet.  He handed me the soap then poured some shampoo on
my head and started working up a lather.  I ran the soap up his hairy chest
and started making my own suds.  This wasn't the most efficient method of
getting us both showered because of our height difference, but it sure was
fun!  I soaped up his pits when he reached up to wash his own hair, then I
got his back and butt when he turned around to duck his head under the
water.  He turned me around and got my backside and butt washed then turned
me around again and washed my crotch.  I grabbed the soap from him and
washed him in the same area and we were both hard as rocks within seconds.
He used the massager to run water over us then turned off the shower.

When we stepped out I grabbed a towel and started to dry him off.  I knelt
down on my knees to dry his legs and feet, and since I was down there I
opened wide and swallowed as much of his cock as I could in one gulp.  His
legs shuddered and he moaned.

"Mmmm boy... I thought you were supposed to be drying me off, not making me
wetter."

I pulled back off of his dick just long enough to say 'I always get so
confused by that," then I plunged my head back down on his glistening meat.

"Well then... I'll just use the towel on your head to dry off your hair."
He did that for all of a few seconds then used his hands on my head to hold
me in place while he slowly fucked my mouth.  It was my turn to moan then,
I loved it when he took charge like that.  I reached up and grabbed his ass
with my hands and helped pull him in, trying to get more of his cock in my
mouth with each thrust.

"Oh yeah boy, suck on your daddy's dick... damn boy your mouth is so
hot... yeah boy, use your tongue... just like that."

I started to bob up and down on his cock faster so he picked up the speed
of his thrusting to match.  I was starting to drool around his cock, and
even though I thought that meant I wasn't sucking him tightly enough I took
advantage of that and smeared my right hand with the drool.  I wrapped my
drool-covered palm around myself and started to stroke my own dick in time
with my oral action, so then we were both moaning.  I also tightened my
lips around his shaft to be sure any drool I was creating was being used to
coat my tongue, which in turn was moving around his pole in my mouth to add
extra sensations for him.  Apparently my tighter lips were all that was
needed to do him in.

"Oh fuck baby boy... your tongue is just... how do you do that... shit I'm
gonna cum... don't stop baby... don't... FUUUCCCKKKKK!!!"  His cum spewed
into my throat and I swallowed as fast as I could.  The sensations were
enough to push me over the edge as well and I started to shoot all over his
leg and foot, groaning over his meat even as I continued to slowly slide my
mouth up and down, milking out every drop of his cream.

His hands released their tension on my head but did not let go.  Instead he
began to pet me even as he whispered softly to me, telling me what a good
boy I was.  I slowly pulled off of his cock and lapped at the head to be
sure I didn't miss anything, then I lifted up my hand and licked my cum
off.  I heard him groan so he must have been watching me.  I bent forward
and lapped my cum off of his foot and leg, then he reached down and pulled
me up and buried his tongue in my mouth, trying to get some of my flavor
for himself.

He pulled away after a few minutes and started to chuckle.  "Damn son... I
think I worked up a sweat and all I did was stand here!  I could probably
use another shower but I don't think we have time.  That was beyond hot you
stud muffin, thank you for not only relieving the tension of the past
couple of days, but also showing me again how lucky I am to be your father.
DAMN baby!!"

It was my turn to chuckle when I heard his praise.  "It's not my fault Dad,
you're just too much fun to be with!"

He smiled and pulled me into him again just as the doorbell rang.  We both
jumped, looked at each other and laughed.  "Shit, I think we better get
dressed sport!  We'll have to postpone our nudist lifestyle for another
evening.  Now scram," he said, giving me a little pop on the ass.  I ran
out of the bathroom towards my room while he came out from behind me and
ran past me towards his.  I pulled some sweats on just as the doorbell rang
again, so I ran to the front door.  I peeked out the window to see a
good-looking, very beefy man standing there.  His face split into a big
grin when he saw me, and once again I realized I was showing off more skin
than I should, since I was both shirtless and barefoot.

Dad came up behind me and huffed when he saw me.  "Sean, get some more
clothes on please."

I turned and ran back to my room as Dad opened the door.  "Gary, c'mon in
man, it's great to see you again," I heard him say.

"Aaron, my god it's been way too long buddy," I heard a deep voice reply.
Dang, Gary's voice was just as sexy as Dad's... I hoped I would be able to
keep my hormones in check while he was here!

I didn't get to see how they greeted each other but I could hear what
sounded like guys patting each other on the back so I assumed hugs were in
order.  "That half-naked young colt you just got a glimpse of was my son
Sean, he'll be back as soon as he's finished getting dressed.  He just got
out of the shower so we'll give him a minute."

"Aaron, there is no way in hell you've got a son that age," I heard Gary
say.  "Didn't we just fuckin graduate?  Oh crap, I need to watch my mouth,
I'm sorry."

I heard Dad laugh.  "Don't worry too much about that Gary, he's hung around
some of my construction guys... and me... enough to have heard some choice
words, and he's heading to Junior High next year so I'm sure he'll hear a
few he can teach me.  We're not trash, but we aren't angels either."

I couldn't resist using that good timing to make my entrance.  "And,
speaking of angels... hello Sir, I'm Sean," I grinned, reaching out my hand
to him.

Gary flashed that big grin again as he shook my hand.  "None if that 'Sir'
stuff Sean, I'm just Gary.  You didn't have to get dressed on my account."
Gary suddenly realized what he said and his face turned a slight shade of
pink.  "Wait... I meant this is your house and all and... okay I'll shut up
now."

Dad and I couldn't help but laugh a little.  "You're okay Gary, Sean has
turned into a bit of a nudist now that he's a teenager... you're lucky he
had THAT much on when he came to the door."

"Hey, I'm not the only one who has a pair of shorts stashed by the door in
case we get unexpected female company," I huffed before I thought about
what I was saying.

Gary looked between my Dad and me, not sure exactly what to say.  "Yeah,
well, we're a pretty laidback household here Gary, it just being us guys
and all," Dad said, looking at me with a smirk on his face.  I felt a
little relief when I saw that he wasn't angry at me.

Gary chuckled at both of us. "I was going to apologize for being
late... now I'm really MAD at myself for being late," he winked.

"I'll take that as my cue to get the food out of the oven," I said, heading
into the kitchen.

"Wait... you didn't cook did you?" Gary asked.  "I thought we were eating
takeout?"

"No, we stopped and got takeout," Dad said.  "It's just my son is a marvel
in the kitchen and even with takeout he knows how to take care of us.  Gary
take a seat and I'll get the table set up."

I set out the bowls of food then handed out beer to the guys and a soda for
me.  Dad gave Gary more details on what we thought Martin had been up to
with me chiming in from time to time to explain what I saw and how we
handled it.  I stumbled a little over how I distracted him, but Dad told me
it was okay to provide all the details, Gary needed to know everything.  I
know I blushed a bit and didn't even really want to make eye contact with
ether of them, but to my surprise Gary congratulated me on my quick
thinking.  He agreed with Dad however that I got a little carried away but
he told me my instincts were good despite that.  I looked over at Dad to
give him a smug look but he was already looking at me with his eyes
narrowed so I quickly became very interested in what was left of my General
Tso's chicken.

Dad asked Gary what his thoughts were on everything.  Gary looked over the
notes he had been taking, asked both of us a few additional questions, then
leaned back in his chair and smiled.  "It'll take me less than a day to
find out who that other company is, they've probably already started
working on one or more of the bids they won against you fraudulently and
anyone in their crew will give up the name of the person paying his salary
without thinking about it.  I also think I know just how to get this
chickenshit to confess what he's been up to without even realizing it too,
but I'll leave you guys out of that discussion.  Don't worry, I don't do
anything illegal, in fact I have a couple of buddies on the local police
force who'd be happy to 'overhear' my conversations with your old pal
Martin."

I looked over at Dad to see some concern on his face.  "I heard what you
said Gary, and I don't want to second guess you, but please don't do
anything to get yourself or us in trouble."

"Well Aaron, without revealing my hand too much, it sounds like Martin has
no problem throwing back a few beers after work.  Normally a confession
from an inebriated person doesn't hold much weight, but I'll be setting him
up to say just enough to implicate the other company.  They don't need to
know the condition he was in when he said it, just that he ratted them out.
They will more than likely rat him out in return, and that's enough to get
law enforcement interested in interviewing both of them.  Once their
clients hear what's up, most of them, if not all, will back away fast to
avoid the publicity.  You might hear from those clients asking you to take
over without having to do a damn thing but sit back and wait.  My goal here
is to get both Martin and his bosses into the glare of publicity deep
enough so they dig their own graves.  You'd be surprised how much trouble
these types cause for themselves without much prodding."

"What about Sean's safety Gary?  I'm not letting him walk to or from school
until I think he's safe to do it, so if anyone thinks we're involved in
blowing this wide open and decides to retaliate... Gary we can forget this
whole thing right now if this puts him in any danger."

Gary turned and winked at me.  "So far, Sean sounds to me like a pretty
smart guy, but try not to worry Aaron.  I will go way out of my way to keep
you, Sean and your company out of this. Again, all I want to do is get the
police, the District Attorney and those misguided clients aware of fraud,
and they'll take it from there.  You should tell Carl and your other
employee who knows about Martin's antics to keep their mouths closed.  The
fewer people who know that you're aware of the espionage the less likely
anyone will know you were onto it."

"If this goes to court, Sean won't have to testify will he," Dad asked, the
worry in his voice very evident.

"Well... he may have to model those shorty shorts he was wearing to
distract Martin, you know, just to set the scene for the prosecutor," Gary
said.

"Oh hell no," I yelled before I caught the wink between Gary and Dad.
"Damn it that wasn't funny," I said, then gigging a little in spite of
myself.

"I think I'm having those shorts burned," Dad said.

"Before I get to see them?" Gary asked, pouting.

"Oh I can show them to you Gary," I said. "I won't wear them, but I can
show them to you."

Gary booed me and Dad laughed.  I had to assume that Dad had told Gary that
I knew about their past exploits, or if not that, at least the fact that I
knew they were gay.  Gary just seemed to take it for granted and nobody
made a big deal about it.  I got up to start taking care of the dishes
while they wound down their conversation and went over a few key points.
Gary told Dad what his next steps would be and promised to stay in touch
along the way.  I tried to key in on Gary's PI rates but he and Dad had
apparently already discussed that and I wasn't sure if I should ask.

I finished the dishes and sat back down just in time to have Gary gather
his papers and stand up.  I got up when Dad did and walked Gary to the
door.  They hugged each other and exchanged a chaste kiss on the lips.  I
stepped forward and Gary wrapped me in his arms and gave me a big hug, then
gave me a kiss on my forehead.

"It was a pleasure to meet you Sean.  I can't get used to Aaron having a
13-year old son, especially one as adorable as you.  Your father has every
reason to be proud as hell of you buddy, and I hope we can all get together
more frequently now that I'm back in the area," Gary said.

"I would love that," I said.

"Well I think that's a great idea, and I'm sure Carl would like to join us
at some point as well," Dad said.

"Sounds like a plan to me guys, especially if Sean's lasagna is on the
menu.  Next time I check in with you Aaron let's set something up," Gary
said.

Dad showed him out the door then turned and pull me into his chest.
"Everything he said about you is true baby boy, you really are adorable and
I'm as proud as fuck to call you my son."

"Aw shucks Dad, thanks... everything I am I learned from you pop," I said.
"Speaking of which... may I bury my face in your hairy armpits tonight?"

He wiggled his eyebrows at me.  "Brush your teeth and meet me in my bed
boy... I expect you to be naked and hungry to lick my pit sweat in five
minutes."

I could hear him laughing at me as I sped off to the bathroom to get ready.

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