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Chapter 55 of My Son and His Friends was posted on June 21, 2017 in the Adult/Youth section of Nifty. You may use this link to access the earlier chapters. fty//gay/adult-youth/my-son-and- his-friends/ Chapter 11 – My Sons and Their Friends – The Freshman Year Zaxby’s was a good call. Ryan and Phil ordered the traditional wings and things meal, while I ordered a fried chicken salad. As we sat in the restaurant and ate, Ryan pointed out a number of his friends, and one in particular. Phil gave him a thumb’s up as she appeared to be both classy and beautiful. It really does something to a parent when they realize that their child is beginning to mature socially and will soon be dating. I think I am really too young for this. Phil looked over at me, and said “Doug, they do grow up, and fly away.” Oh how I wanted to give him a gesture, but I gave him one of my sarcastic smiles, the message was received. We returned home and everyone went to their bedroom. Phil and I stripped down to our boxer briefs and got in bed. Phil wanted to talk about the upcoming Thanksgiving so I lay there and listened to him talk, then, he asked me what my thoughts were. I had no idea. I realized that in some ways, I was no longer the sole decision maker, as I now had to consult Michelle regarding Myles wherein, the past she was consulting me asking, if he could go out of town with me. This was going to be an adjustment. I told Phil that this would not be an easy holiday season, and he said “Doug, take it hour by hour. You’ve made it this far, and you will find a way. He reached over turned out his light, pounded his pillow and lay down with his back to me. I reached over, turned off my lamp and lay down with my back against his. I have no idea as to whom fell asleep first, but I do know that I was the first one up the following morning. Monday was a busy day as not only did we have school, but I had to help Myles and Ryan finalize their Halloween outfits, pending Myles’ medical report. The school day ran smoothly and afterwards, I drove by the house, dropped off Jay and Rob, picked up Myles and headed to several shops to look at make-up and costumes. For once, it was very evident that neither of the boys had any idea as to what they wanted to be this year. They looked at a number of commercially prepared costumes, masks, and various make-up kits. They considered pop stars, monsters, hobos, cartoon characters, or just coming up with something original on their own. Finally, they decided on a make-up kit and two wigs. I drove home. They went to Ryan’s room and began to formulate their plan, while I cooked supper. After eating, I called Meredith to find out what she was planning for Jay’s birthday. She said that they had decided to keep it simple, cake, ice cream and grilled hot dogs or hamburgers. I asked what she needed me to do, and she asked if I would help with the condiments and chips. I thought that I had gotten off easy. Myles had gone home when we started eating. During the meal, Ryan laid out the plans for their costumes. Phil told them that he would help pull them together, so I left it at that. We watched the eleven o’clock news and then, went to bed. Tuesday morning as I was driving to school, Myles called so that I could wish him luck with his treatment. I put the phone on Bluetooth so everybody could hear and talk with Myles. We made it to school and then, went our separate ways. At the end of the day, they met in my classroom, and we walked out to the parking lot, and headed home. On the way, I listened to them talk about their day and everything that they had heard about the upcoming Halloween Get-Together. Rob wanted to know if it was true that I wasn’t going, and I confirmed. Jay said “Pops, its gotta be killing you to have to stay home and not know what we are doing, or maybe even have done.” I said “Jay, talk like that will ensure that I show up.” Ryan said “Jay, shut up for once.” Rob echoed that sentiment, and finally, we were home. We walked into the house and my phone started ringing. It was Myles. He told me that they had decided to keep him overnight so that they could make some observations. Michelle took the phone and said “Doug, it is nothing to worry about this time, they just want to watch how he responds to this treatment. We will be getting the results of his tests on Friday, so plan on being here.” I told her that I would. We hung up, and I began to fix supper. I decided to do a beef stew, so I peeled potatoes, onions, and carrots. I browned the stew meat and added some water along with the vegetables and seasonings. I let it cook on low until the vegetables were tender. I had some rolls in the refrigerator so I warmed them and was taking them out of the oven when Phil came home. I asked him to hold off on his shower until we had eaten, and he agreed. I called Ryan to the kitchen, and Rob and Jay left for their homes. We ate and discussed the week’s activities. Ryan begged me to let Phil take them to the Halloween Get-Together, and I agreed. Ryan and Phil did a fist bump, which make my suspicions stand up, but I thought that it was good to see them growing closer. Ryan cleaned the kitchen while Phil took his shower. Afterwards, he joined me in the family room. Phil began to update me on the happenings with the property and several of the projects at the development. I have to tell you, I am thrilled that his firm is being recognized for their work and innovation. He also told me that he would have to do some travel in the next few months to finalize some details with several companies and that Troy would be traveling with him on several of the trips. I listened and didn’t make any comments, but I noticed that Phil was really watching me. I asked where they would be traveling, and he told me that most of it would be in South Florida. Ryan joined us and the topic of conversation changed as he had talked to Myles and wanted us to know that Myles had eaten a good supper. That was good news. I excused myself as I had work to do in my office, so I walked to my office and began to develop a to-do list for the Science Department. I finished the list and sent a few emails to members of the department and to a few parents. I finished and headed to my bedroom. As I walked back through the family room, I couldn’t help, but notice that Phil and Ryan were working on Ryan’s outfit for the Halloween Get-Together. I made a few comments and encouraged them, then, I walked to my bedroom, stripped, showered, got in bed, and started reading my latest novel. In about thirty minutes, I heard Phil and Ryan finish and say good night to each other, then I heard Phil whistling as he made his way to the bedroom. He walked in, looked over at me and headed to the bathroom. After taking another quick shower, he dried off, walked back into the bedroom and over to the bed. He lifted the sheets, and got in the bed. I was continuing my reading and he said “Well, I was hoping to spend some time with my main man tonight,” and he reached over and grabbed my cock. I slowly closed my book, placed it on my nightstand, and asked what he had in mind. He said “Since, when do I have to file a flight plan? I want some quality time with you,” and then, he moved his hand through my pubes, grabbed my cock and pulled me toward him. I decided it was best to move like he wanted me to do, or risk losing my cock, and you know I am kinda attached to it. He pulled me so that we were face to face, chest to chest, and crotch to crotch. He took his hand and placed it behind my head and pulled me in for a kiss. He traced my lips with his tongue and then, he moved to my neck and ears and back to my lips. He kissed me deeply and my cock began to respond. Evidently he felt it move so he took his hand from the back of my head and moved it down to my cock and began to play with it, until he had it leaking pre-cum. He really loves to torture me by swirling his thumb in my pre-cum and then around the head of my cock. I decided to retaliate, so I let my hand slide down his side, over his toned ass cheeks and then, between his legs. I grabbed his balls in my hand and began to massage and play with them. As I played with his balls, he began to kiss me with more vigor and dropped my cock to attend to my nips and chest. I decided to apply a little pressure to his taint and he rolled over so that I had to move my hand and he had me on top of him. I decided to take control so I pulled his head up and went in for a deep passionate kiss while sliding my pre-cum coated cock over his. As I pressed into him, he raised his legs and locked them around my waist. I lowered my head and began to nibble on his Adam’s apple which drives him absolutely crazy. He began to thrust under me, and I could feel both of our cocks responding. He moved one of his hands so that he could rub my taint and hole. As he rubbed and circled my hole, he pressed one of his fingers in and began an in and out motion. He then bounced his body which repositioned me further up on him and allowed him to go deeper with his finger. He found my prostate, and he could tell by my moans and movements that he had me. I tried to ride his finger, and when I did, I pressed our cocks together and in a few short minutes, we were both spewing cum between us. After laying there for a few minutes, I rolled off and back to my side of the bed. We didn’t talk for a few minutes, but lay there savoring our outcomes. I moved, and I could feel my chest hair pull so I knew that I had to get up and clean the cum off of me. I cleaned up in the bathroom and brought a damp bath cloth back to the bed and lovingly cleaned my man with special attention to his cock and balls. I leaned down and kissed him, and he tried to play with my cock, but I backed away, and he began to complain. I had to chuckle, but I told him that he had to save some energy for later in the week. Instead of settling him down, he began to question me about what did I mean with later in the week. Did I have a special day in mind? What would we be celebrating? Could we have a little more play in it? I said “Phil, I just said later in the week, we will have to see how the week goes, but I would love a little more intimacy in the bedroom, so let’s keep an open mind and see what develops.” I lay down, turned off my lamp, pulled the sheet up and told him to do the same. He said “Well, I think I will sleep good, tonight because I got some of my restless energy out, and my balls are not as full as they were.” I said “Phil, shut up and go to sleep.” It got quiet, and in a few minutes we drifted off to sleep. Phil and I seemed to wake up at the same time the next morning, so we showered together and dressed. Phil grabbed some of his plans and put them in the truck while I cooked breakfast. Phil walked down and called Ryan to breakfast. Ryan came, but I could tell that he was sleepy and had not paid attention to how he was dressed because he was showing morning wood and it was trying to escape the gap in his boxers. Phil had noticed too, but chose to not call attention to it. Ryan walked over to the bar stool and as he lifted his leg to get in the chair, his cock popped out. I decided to get some fun in so I said “Good morning Ryan jr.” Ryan shot me a look, but he couldn’t contain his laughter. He said “Phil see what you do when you wake me up from a sexy dream.” Phil looked over at me and said “Well Ryan, it looks to me that you should take him back somewhere and take care of him.” Ryan looked between us as if he could not believe that we were saying these things to him. I enjoyed the moment, and Ryan seemed to be okay with it, as it developed. As we finished eating, Ryan turned to walk back to his bedroom when Phil called to him “Ryan.” Ryan turned, and Phil said “Don’t forget the lube and make it fast, this is a school morning, and you don’t have all day.” Ryan turned a deep red and said “Dad, do something with him.” Phil said “He already did!” I punched him, and Ryan shouted “TMI”. In a few moments, we heard his bathroom door open and close. Phil leaned over gave me a good-bye kiss and jiggled my cock and balls and said “I’ll see you guys later tonight,” and then, he was out the door. I finished in the kitchen and walked down to my office, gathered my materials and was walking back up the hallway when Ryan opened his bathroom door and walked across the hall in front ataköy escort of me. He jumped as I approached him and told me that I had scared him. I smiled and said “Let’s hurry up so that we are not running late.” He closed his bedroom door, and in ten minutes he emerged, dressed, hair styled and ready to go to school. As we were walking to the door, the others entered, so they turned around and we walked back to the garage, loaded up and headed to school. Tuesday and Wednesday were basically normal school days, with nothing outstanding or memorable happening, except the fact that Myles was released after spending one night in the hospital and Phil was on some type of sexual mission. He was constantly hinting, rubbing, and groping me. Now I can tolerate it for a while, but this was getting out of hand so I said “Phil if you don’t stop, I am going to break your arms and become a monk.” He laughed at me and said “Oh that is priceless, you a monk.” I said “I did without from the time Alison left me until the summer before you came into my life. Now, since being with you, I know what I was missing, but you have to realize that we have to set examples for the boys, and your needs will be taken care of this weekend.” He said “Doug, I can’t wait till the weekend, I need attention now!” I looked at him and said “Well, tonight is Wednesday night and I have a lot of school work to do and tomorrow night is the Halloween Get-Together and you agreed to be the chauffer and chaperone, so that gets us to the weekend. I saw that he was really disappointed, but decided to leave it at that. I walked down to my office leaving Phil in the family room. Later in the evening, I could hear Phil talking and laughing. I was curious, but I don’t have to know everything that he does, so I continued with my work. I heard Ryan come in, yell to Phil and then, walk down to his bedroom and close his door. I had about another hour of work to do, so I doubled down and worked diligently to get things finished, so I could go to bed. I finished the last task, saved my files, and turned the computer off. I gathered my materials and stacked everything on my desk, turned out the office light and walked toward the family room. As I walked by Ryan’s room, I could hear him talking to someone on his phone, but didn’t think too much about it, because he still had about thirty minutes before “lights out.” I walked into the kitchen, grabbed me a cold bottle of water and headed to my bedroom. I entered and found Phil already in bed and asleep. I quickly stripped down to my boxer briefs and joined him in the bed. I backed up to him, adjusted my pillows and pulled the sheets up to my neck. I lay there for a few minutes planning my Thursday and Friday workdays, and then, I began to think about everything that I had accomplished tonight. Evidently that worked wonders for me, because I soon dropped off to sleep and it was Thursday morning. I felt Phil move and that woke me up, so I turned to him and we began to talk about the day. He told me that he would get home early so that he could get dressed to take the boys to the Halloween Get-Together and asked if he needed to pick up anything food-wise on his way home. I asked him to stop off and pick up some fried chicken and a couple of side items, and that, I would have the drinks ready when he entered the door. He said “That sounds like a plan,” and he got out of bed, headed to the bathroom for his morning routine. I allowed him to shower by himself and when he finished, I entered the bathroom and did my morning rituals. He dressed and headed out to his truck while I finished getting ready. I decided that we would have oatmeal for breakfast, so I prepared that, placed a box of brown sugar and some butter on the counter, called Ryan, and we sat down and ate breakfast. Phil and Ryan talked about going to the get-together, while I cleaned the kitchen. We walked out to the garage, and Phil left in his pick-up. Ryan and I waited for Jay and Rob. They walked over in about five minutes and we loaded up and headed to school. As you can imagine, the topic of conversation was about the outfits that they planned to wear to the Get-Together, so I just drove and listened. I parked, and we went our separate ways. Thursday in so many ways was a wasted day, the students were excited about the Halloween Get-Together and the fact that they didn’t have school on Friday did not help matters. Friday is a teacher workday given a great push by the elementary teachers, who did not want to deal with the post Halloween sugar rush. I spent most of my class periods reviewing information since it would be a total waste of time to present new information. I have found that on days like this, it is best to use a game approach to hold the students’ attention and review subject content. We finished the day without any major disruptions in my classroom. The boys joined me and helped my return my classroom to its usual layout. After we finished moving the desks back in place, we walked out, got in the vehicle and headed home. I didn’t have to remind them about anything as they each headed to their own home to get ready for the Get-Together. I walked in, dropped my stuff in my office, and was on my way to the kitchen when Phil called. He wanted to let me know that he was picking up the fried chicken and three sides at Popeyes’. He estimated his arrival time to be twenty minutes, I thanked him for the heads-up, and I started setting the counter with paper plates and Styrofoam cups. I pulled the pitcher of sweet tea and a 32 ounce bottle of Coca Cola and had it on the counter, as well. Phil arrived, I yelled for Ryan and he responded quickly. We sat down and ate. Afterwards, I cleaned the kitchen while Phil and Ryan showered and dressed for the evening. After Phil had showered, he returned to the family room where I had settled after cleaning the kitchen. He had no sooner sat down and started to tell me about a breakthrough on the land, than Ryan called for help. He looked over at me and said “Why me? You’re the Dad.” I said “Be thankful, it just goes to show that he really does love and value you. He grumbled a little bit, but I could tell that he was happy that Ryan had called for him. After about thirty minutes, Ryan and Phil appeared in the family room with Ryan in his outfit and ready to go. I called to check on Myles and Michelle said that he was ready, then I called Meredith and she said that Jay and Rob were ready, so I told her to send them over. Rob and Jay arrived, and of course, they had to critique each other’s outfit, then Phil told them to load up because they had to pick up Myles. They left, and I walked down to my office and decided to do my school work because I didn’t want it hanging over my head during the weekend. I worked diligently and finished everything that I had to do in about an hour and a half. I turned off the computer, stacked my stuff that I would take back to school, and headed to my bedroom. I looked around the room and thought, tonight would be a good time to try to finish my novel, but first I wanted to shower so I could relax. I took a long hot shower, dried off, put on a pair of boxers, grabbed my book, pulled back the covers, turned on the lamp, turned off the overhead light and got in bed. I was making great progress in working to the end of the book when I heard the garage utility room door open. Knowing that everybody that would have access to the house was at the school, I put my book down and carefully walked toward the kitchen. As I was about to turn the corner into the kitchen, Phil ran into me. I started questioning him as to why he was home and where were the boys. He put his finger in my chest and pushed me back down the hallway telling me that I worry too much. We made it back to the bedroom where he began to strip and then he grabbed my boxers, jerked them down, grabbed my cock and pulled me to the bed. He lay down, and I fell on top of him. He rolled me over and said “I told you that I was horny and horny makes me do strange things.” I said “Phil, where are the boys and how are they getting home?” He said “Doug, I am going to say this one time and that is the last that I am going to talk about it. I talked to Justin last night, and we worked out a schedule so that I would take the boys and pull the first half of chaperone duty, and then, he would come in for the second half and bring them home. I started to say something, but he pushed me back, started kissing and nibbling on my neck and traced the contour of my face to my ear. That did it, that is my weakness, and he knew it. I moved my head, and he met me in a passionate tongue swapping kiss. I felt his cock stiffen and precum began to flow down his shaft and onto my cock. He pushed me back further onto the bed and crawled between my legs so that he could rub both of our cocks together. I have always found that closeness in that area to be stimulating, and it feels so great, almost magical. I had been holding a semi, but I became totally hard. Phil raised up off me and began to pinch and play with my nipples while smiling at my reactions. I reached down between his legs and grabbed his balls. I stopped, and I pushed him over on his back. I was now in the “cat-bird seat.” I decided that I was going to take charge, and I did. I grabbed his head and began to kiss him, letting my tongue trace his lips and working its way into his mouth. I glided along his gums and dueled with his tongue which followed me out of his mouth. Having his tongue in the open, I began to suck on it, and he began to whimper. I began to push up between his legs spreading them wide which allowed me to make contact with his hole. I did a little probing around and dropped several salvos of pre-cum to help loosen things up. I moved his legs over my shoulders and began to apply pressure with my cock to his hole. My cock was persistent and slowly made its way in, and I sunk until I could go no further. He moaned, and I began to lick and nibble on his ear which is one of his weak areas. He began to wiggle, and I began to withdraw and slide back in with slow short motions. He started telling me how good it felt and that I shouldn’t stop because I was hitting all of the right places. I could feel him tighten around me, and I could feel his body jump as I moved down and began to kiss, lick and nibble on his nipples. He reached back and tried to enter me with his fingers, but I had him in a position which limited his ability to reach my hole. His moaning and movements began to play with my mind, and my mind sent great vibes to my cock which decided to start making long slides in and out as well as began to pound him. He began to moan, pulled my head down, and began to nibble on my neck. I did a little rotation with my hips which felt good to both of us. I started sliding in faster and with a little more umph. He clinched, and I could feel him begin to cum. He sprayed a good amount and then, I felt my cum rise and I tried to get a few more glides in before, I spilled my load. I made two more slides and then, I had to stop and enjoy the moment. As we were resting and looking into each other’s eyes, I heard the front door open, and Ryan yell “Dad!” I froze. My cock had softened and it slid out of Phil. I rolled off Phil, grabbed my boxers and a t-shirt, pulled them on and headed to meet Ryan. I can say that I was truly shocked, because not only was Ryan home, but Justin had come with him. I looked between them, and asked “So, how did it go?” Ryan said that it was the best and that they had fun talking and meeting with some of their classmates. He said that the food was okay, but nothing compared to what I usually did. I couldn’t help, but try to hide my smile. He asked to be excused to change, and there stood Justin. I looked at him and he said “I can see and smell that Phil got what he was wanting. Tell him that if he wants to split duties again, to just let him know.” I was mortified that he knew this much, and that he had caught me with a t- shirt plastered to my chest with cum and probably some down my leg. I just didn’t want to look. I let Justin out, locked up the house and returned to the bedroom. Phil was just returning from the shower and wanted to know how things went. I said “Justin said to tell you that if you ever wanted to split duties again, to let him know.” Phil started laughing, and I just shook my head. I walked past him, stripped, showered, dried off, found me a new pair of boxers and joined Phil in the bed. He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss and said “Doug, you weren’t suppose to be in charge tonight, but that just give me something else to plan for in the very near future.” I said “Phil, Whatever – go to sleep!” He turned out the lamp on his side of the bed and I did the same. We lay there for a few minutes and soon it was morning. We got out of bed, showered, dressed for the day and walked to the kitchen. I knew that I was going to work through lunch and leave early to attend Myles’ appointment, so I decided to fix a substantial breakfast. I began to prepare bacon, eggs, grits, and toast. Phil mixed the orange juice. I had told Phil that I was going to let Ryan sleep and when he woke up, he could fix his own breakfast. Well, that was a great plan, but he showed up as we were beginning to eat. I said “I thought you were going to sleep late.” He said “Exactly, but old habits are hard to break, and the bacon got my attention.” He fixed himself a plate and joined us. We talked and after a while, he looked over at me and said “Dad, that was rather embarrassing the way you came out to greet Mr. Justin last night. I am sure that he knew what was plastering your shirt to your chest.” I thought Phil was going to spit his food across the room, and I am sure that I had a shocked look too. He continued, “Do you really think that I don’t know what you two do? I can hear you guys across the house sometimes, and oh yeah Dad, you had stuff down your leg.” Now, I was truly mortified. I could not look at Phil, but I knew I had to face Ryan. I took a deep breath, and said “Ryan, Phil and I do have a sexual relationship, and I am sorry if we have disturbed you. It was not our intention, and I am sorry that I embarrassed both of us last night with Justin, but merter escort promise me that if you come in and we are not in the main part of the house that you will call and then, allow us to invite you to wherever we are.” He said “Dad, I’ve seen porn, I know what you are doing, I’ve seen you both naked. I don’t think I will be too shell shocked.” I said “Ryan, please promise me that you will do as I have asked.” He glanced toward Phil and then back to me and said, “Whatever.” Phil finished, placed his plate in the sink, kissed me on the head, and headed out the door leaving me and Ryan. I looked over at Ryan and said “I think you could have handled that in a more private manner.” He said “Dad, Phil is not as embarrassed about things as you are. You need to relax, I know more than you think and frankly, like I said weeks ago, I am proud that you are getting some.” There was a hot flash that went through my mind, but I decided that I didn’t have the time, nor the mindset to have that discussion with my oldest child. I said “Ryan, we will finish this discussion at a later date.” He said “Dad, I understand needs, we all have them and do you want to know something. The four of us boys have a special pact. We haven’t done everything, but we’ve done enough. It sure feels good to get your rocks off in ways other than with your right hand.” I knew at this point that I had to leave, so I said “Ryan, another day, another time, I have to go to work. I will call you on my way home.” “Why?” “Ryan, just be ready to go around 3:30, no questions, just be ready.” “There goes my day, I have plans and they are cancelled without any reason.” I stopped at the doorway and said “Ryan, that is enough, you say much more and you will be grounded and you will spend tomorrow cleaning this house from top to bottom. Do I make myself clear?” He glared my way and said “Yes, sir!” I walked out and drove to work. It was so refreshing not having the boys with me this morning. I kept replaying Ryan’s breakfast comments and trying to figure out how to handle a conversation with him, but he’s right, he knows, he’s not stupid, I knew he knew, but I didn’t want to face it, and now, I have to deal with Justin. I parked, did my usual morning routines and joined the rest of the faculty in the media center for another one of our highly tantalizing training days. My department members usually sit in one area and it makes it easier for us to have discussion pertinent to science or how do I say this? “Pass notes.” We spent the morning listening to a speaker talk to us about school safety and then, we had to work on developing several procedures for him to review. The session ended, and we were dismissed for lunch, I chose to work in my classroom during lunch as we would have the afternoon to work in our classrooms or hold departmental meetings. My group had begged me to forego a meeting, they didn’t have to beg much, I didn’t want to plan for or conduct a meeting. They left, and I walked down to my room. I decided to make some changes by placing new posters and diagrams around the room which would support and enhance the next units of study. I stored materials which I would not be using and brought others to my demonstration stand. I cleaned my filing cabinet, and soon, it was 2 o’clock, so I headed out. I walked to the parking lot, and headed to the hospital. I called Michelle and found out where we were meeting. I walked up just as they were being invited into a conference room. Dr. Chesterfield placed several images on the screen in the room and began to call our attention to a few areas. He contrasted the images using a timeline and ended with the following statement: “I feel that we have made significant progress with this disease, and I believe that we can finish the last treatment in December.” I thought Myles was going to turn the table over, he was excited, and he let his feelings be known. I have to say that all of us were excited. Dr. Chesterfield said, “Now, I want to do further tests in January, but I think he can resume going to school after Christmas.” Myles asked a few questions about sports, and Dr. Chesterfield answered them. Michelle and I asked a few questions which were answered and made us feel better about the situation. We finished the meeting, and I walked into the hallway with Michelle and Myles. Michelle said that they were going out to eat, and then, home. I said that I had to go to meet Phil, so I gave each of them a hug and headed to the parking lot. I called Ryan, and he answered on the fourth ring. I started to question him on why it took him so long to answer knowing that I would be calling, but something closed my mouth and put different words in my mouth. I said “Ryan, I am about fifteen minutes away from the house. “Have you eaten?” He said “No sir.” To which, I replied, “Be appropriately dressed, and we will take care of that very soon.” I hung up and soon was driving into the driveway. I honked the horn; he came out the front door and joined me. He was excited as he had talked to Myles, and I could tell that he was as relieved as Michelle and I were. He asked me a bunch of questions as I out of the driveway, and finally, I was able to ask him what did he want to eat. He said “I think I would really like to go to the diner for a hamburger, fries and a drink.” I said “Sounds good to me, and afterwards, we will take one to Phil at the new business site.” He said “Do you think that Trevor and Waylon will be there?” I said “Probably since their doublewide has been set-up.” He loosened up and began to chatter about getting to meet and make friends with those two boys. I could not help, but have a couple of twinges when I thought about Troy, but I was going to be a better man and leave that subject alone, although it did wander into my head every now and then. We entered the diner and the waitress took our order. I excused myself to the restroom leaving Ryan at the table. I returned, and he was talking to another young man. He introduced him to me as Bryan, one of his classmates. The guy got all nervous and said that he had to go. I looked at Ryan and he said “Dad, he is extremely shy. He probably recognized you as one of the teachers and couldn’t deal with it. You just don’t realize what living with you does to me and my friends.” I sat back against the back of the booth and was about to say something but then, our food arrived. I reminded the waitress to watch our glasses as I was thirsty and she said “I can take care of you.” I began to add condiments to my hamburger and drizzled catsup on my fries. She reappeared with a small pitcher of coke. She took my straw from my glass, and placed it in the pitcher. She said “I think that this will take care of you today.” I had to chuckle, but Ryan thought it was hilarious. I told her that we would need to place an order for take-out, and she told me to just let her know. We ate our food and had a few minutes of great father-son conversation. I asked him for his opinion on Myles and he said “Dad, I really do think that he is ready to get on with his life. I know for a fact that he is counting on going back to school in January. He misses being with his friends and hearing stuff first hand.” I said “I understand that, but even if he is cleared to go back to school, he will have to take it easy for a while. I called Phil, told him that we were at the diner and asked him what he wanted me to bring him. He gave me his order, and I asked if anyone else was with him. He said that Troy was, so I asked to find out what he wanted. Phil asked and relayed his answer to me. I called the waitress over, gave her the order, and before she left the table, she checked the pitcher and told me to drink up, before I left. Ryan had a grin on his face so, I cheated; I poured part of the contents into his glass. He started to say something loudly, but I threatened him with a pitcher of ice to his lap. He decided not to say anything. The food was prepared and delivered to our table. We paid, and headed to the Denali. I drove to the work site; we got out and began to search for Phil and Troy. I could not believe how much progress had been accomplished in a short amount of time. The slabs had been poured for the store area and two mini-warehouses. Creosote railroad ties had been laid to form the rows throughout the plant section. We found Phil and Troy in the old shop working on one of the rotary mowers. I showed them the food. They stopped, washed their hands, pulled down the tailgates on two of the trucks and told us to sit and talk. I brought Phil up to date on what we had learned by meeting with Myles’ doctors and he like me, was relieved. Troy asked a few questions about Myles, and we answered them. As I talked with them, I came to admire Troy. He had not had an easy life, but he was truly devoted to his boys, and he made it clear that they were the purpose for his life. Phil cut his eyes at me, but I opted to ignore him. Ryan asked about Waylon and Trevor. Troy looked at his watch and said “They should be walking though that doorway just about now.” And they did. Ryan jumped off the tailgate that he and I were sitting on and joined the boys. Troy told them to not go far because, they were going to have to shower, change and head to town for a few things. Trevor said “Are some of those things, food?” Troy looked at me and said “That’s the stomach talking. They are about to eat me out of house and home.” I said “Troy, you have no idea, I pretty much feed four and their parents do try to help with some of the purchases, but I do make several hefty visits to the grocery store every month. Phil said “Doug, we are going to try to finish working on this mower and then, we are going to call it a day. Why don’t you walk around and look at what we have accomplished. I will come out and give you a better tour after we finish working on this mower.” I walked out and wandered around the property as working on tractors and getting greasy was not in my job description. I noticed how the doublewide had been placed so that the gate could be monitored, as well as, the warehouses. I walked north along the highway to the northernmost part of the property and explored. I find a higher plateau which would overlook the lake and which was bordered on three sides by heavy bushes. I stood there and decided that if we were going to build a house out here that this is exactly where I would want it built. I used my phone and took several pictures so that I could do some thinking and planning. I walked back through the bushes using the same path that I had used to enter, and then, back to the shop. Troy had left, and Phil was looking for me. He began to question me regarding where I had been, and I told him that I had just walked to the northern part of the land to see how things looked. I asked about Troy and the boys. Phil said that they were in the trailer and that Ryan was with them. He said “Ryan’s in good hands, so let’s use some private time to walk and talk about the plans for this area.” He walked me through the areas that had the foundations and explained where the various rooms would be located, and how things would look on the inside. I asked if that wasn’t a part of the blueprints. He stopped, and said “Yes, but I want you to get a feel for it here, I will grab a set of the blueprints and take them home so that I can talk about them and remind you where we were when I was describing things to you.” He walked me south on the property and showed me where he was planning to have the rent a garden spot, but he said that he had decided that it was not going to be as big as he initially planned. I asked “Why?” and he said “I just don’t want the hassle of security, of someone going into someone else’s garden and taking produce. I have more to do than settle arguments.” He pointed out two large areas which would be dedicated to a grove of pecan trees and another just east of the lake for peaches. He said “I decided on peaches, because I knew that would make Ryan happy.” We finished our tour and had made it back to the shop when the trailer door opened and everybody came out. I had never seen Troy, Trevor and Waylon dressed in anything other than work or school clothes, but let me tell you, those were some fine looking men. We said our good-byes, Ryan wanted to ride with Phil so, I pulled out and headed home while they secured the shop and the gates. They soon followed pulling into the driveway about five minutes after me. I drove a little over the speed limit, but I knew that Phil must have flown low to the ground. They entered, and Phil excused himself for his after work shower. While Phil was showering, Ryan and I discussed Jay’s upcoming birthday gift. Ryan said that Jay was still planning on entering a medical field, and he thought he needed some medical equipment or books of his own. We pulled up some ideas on the internet and placed an order. Phil joined us and thought that the idea was great. He mentioned that he had spoken with Mr. Richards at the Halloween Get-Together. My heart sank. What now? What did he say? How did Phil handle himself, and how did he introduce himself? Phil must have read my face, because he said “All things were handled smoothly, and he is none the wiser. He said that he is in the planning stages of establishing several academies at the school, and that one of them will be a medical academy which will utilize some of the doctors and technicians from the area’s colleges and hospitals.” Phil went on to say that he and Mr. Richards had also talked about forming a partnership in a couple of years for a horticulture academy with input from local nurserymen, farmers, colleges, Abraham Technical Agricultural College, and the Georgia Department of Agriculture. Phil shocked both Ryan and me when he said that he had promised Mr. Richards that he would put a minimum of one hundred thousand dollars to the formation of that academy, and would be a continuing sponsor. He looked at us, and said, “I have faith in my plans, I have seen a decline in horticultural endeavors, and I want to help make a change in tomorrow’s jobs. There is money to be made, but we need to let students know that there are jobs which can be rewarding, challenging and beneficial to our society.” We let bahçeşehir escort that conversation fade while a new show came on the TV. I relaxed on the floor while Ryan had the loveseat, and Phil had the sofa. The only sound in the house came from the TV and that seemed to have lulled the three of us to sleep. I woke up somewhere around 2 o’clock in the morning, roused Phil, and we hobbled to our bedroom leaving Ryan sleeping on the loveseat. Phil and I didn’t even bother to take off our clothes; we just crashed on the bed. Amazingly we slept late Saturday morning and after we had showered and dressed, we decided to go out for breakfast. I called Myles to see if he wanted to join us, but he said “Dad, I would have loved to go out to eat, but we have already eaten.” I told him that there would be a next time, and he was okay with that. We decided to go to Waffle House. We ordered waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and Coca Colas. As we sat in our booth and waited for our food, Ryan began to ask Phil questions about Trevor and Waylon. He wanted to know if they were going to be working with their Dad during the summer, or did they have other plans. Phil said “Ryan, since their Mother’s death, Troy doesn’t allow them to be out of his sight although he knows that they are growing up, he is just concerned with their safety, so I would imagine that he will have them work on his crew.” Ryan shot his eyes over at me. and said “So, are you going to let me and Myles work with Phil this summer?” I said “Ryan we have a good amount of time to make that decision, and a lot depends on what you would be doing and who the crew leader would be. Phil said “Doug, I don’t want Ryan and the gang on one of the work crews, I want them to work the store, and assist with the greenhouses and rooting beds.” “Yeah, right treat us like babies, we want to work out with the crews.” “Ryan, as I look at the upcoming summer, I know that you and the guys would like to go back to the farm. If you are on one of the crews, it is almost next to impossible for me to let you off because, at that time of the year, it is hard to find a replacement. There will be plenty of hard work in the store and the greenhouses, and besides you will be operating the greenhouses, rooting beds and helping to maintain a good inventory of plants and other types of things. I can assure you that although it sounds like a cushy job, it isn’t. There will be deadlines and hard work involved.” Our food was brought to our booth, and we started eating, leaving the topic of summer work for another day. We finished our breakfast, and Phil wanted to visit several nurseries so that he could see how they had handled a few issues that he was looking into, and he wanted to show Ryan the various areas which he would have at his business. We made several stops and as we worked our way through the store, Ryan became very interested in several of the young female customers. He looked over at me, and said “Dad, I think Phil’s idea will work as it might have better benefits, than working on a crew.” I smiled and said “Ryan, don’t let your little head get you in trouble.” He looked at me and said “Little head? Oh Dad, be serious!” We finished our tour of nurseries and headed home. As we pulled into the driveway Shane and Jared were loading up Shane’s jeep to return to college. They stopped, walked over and joined us for some major man-talk. Shane looked at his phone after thirty minutes and said “As much as I would love to stand here and talk guys, we have places to be and a short amount of time to get there. We will be back for Jay’s birthday, and we will see you then.” They loaded up, backed out and headed back to school. Justin heard them leave and walked out of the garage, saw us and walked over. I actually found myself praying that the earth would open up and swallow me. I invited him to join us in the house as it was beginning to cool down, and I didn’t have long sleeves. We entered and settled in the family room. Justin turned to me and said “Doug, we are going to need your help with Jay’s birthday again this year.” I said “Well, you know that all you have to do is ask, but I thought it was a simple party,” Justin looked at me and said “Have you ever known Meredith to really do simple, she was talking to Jay and it has been decided that we are going to have a dance and karaoke party, so we will have to move furniture and bring in serving tables. It went from cake and ice cream to an out of hand big deal.” I smiled and said “Sounds like fun.” Ryan decided to go visit Myles, so he left the three of us talking about several neighborhood issues. Later Justin’s phone rang and it was Meredith telling him to come home to eat. He got up and as he was walking to the door, he turned to Phil and asked “Did your plans work out Thursday night?” I thought “What plans” and then, it hit me. Phil replied “Well, yes and no, had some fun, but it was not as I had planned. Justin looked straight at me and said “Well Ryan and I sure saw some evidence that somebody had some fun, and on that note, I am out of here.” He left, and I turned to Phil and asked “So just what did you tell him, oh forget get that, I really don’t want to know.” Phil laughed, and I threw a throw pillow at him. Ryan came home and went straight to his bedroom around ten. We decided to call it a night around eleven after watching a couple of movies. Sunday morning arrived with an additional tinge of coolness in the air. I walked outside after showering and dressing. It just felt so different and was a welcome relief to some of the warm weather that we had been having. I went back inside and began to cook breakfast, and as I was finishing it, Phil and Ryan appeared. As we were eating, I told them that we were going to Church after breakfast so they should dress appropriately. We dressed and headed to Church. The pastor delivered a great sermon on giving, and it was something that we talked about over lunch at Maude’s Country Cooking after the service. I asked Ryan if he had afternoon plans, and he didn’t, so we headed southwest and explored several small towns before it was time to return home. On the way home, my phone rang. and it was Mom. With dread, I answered and she wanted to know when were we coming for Thanksgiving and did I have the pictures that she had requested yet. I told her again that I was not sure about Thanksgiving and no, I hadn’t had time for the pictures, but I would work to schedule them later in the week. She said “Douglas, I ask very little of you, now get it in gear, and get me those pictures.” I promised that I would and then, she wanted to talk to Ryan. They talked for a few minutes and evidently she wanted to talk to Myles, but Ryan told her that he wasn’t with us because he and his Mom had other plans. He handed the phone back to me and she brought me up to date on some of the local happenings. We hung up as I was driving into the garage. We went in, changed clothes and relaxed. True to being a teenager, Ryan wanted to know what was for supper. I just stared at him and he said “I can’t help it Dad, I’m hungry.” I said “I hope you don’t tell anyone else that, makes me sound like I am starving you.” He grinned and Phil said “It kinda like having your own mobile handy-dandy garbage disposal.” Ryan shot Phil a look and Phil cracked up. I got up, walked into the kitchen and looked to see what I had in the refrigerator and pantry that I could quickly cook. I didn’t find anything that appealed to me, so I told Ryan that he and I were going to the grocery store. He was not happy, but I said “If you are hungry, you will go.” He went, and I think I may be sorry that he went as he kept filling the cart with stuff. I knew it was going to be expensive, but it even exceeded my wildest guess. We had $478.36 worth of food items in the cart. They were bagged at the cashier stand, and I paid the bill. Ryan started asking me what I going to cook to eat. I said “Son, it will take me a while to sort out what you kept putting in the cart, but to answer your question, I am going to fix a simple stir fry with rice.” We arrived at the house and took a few bags into the house. I started working on supper while Ryan and Phil brought the rest of the groceries inside and stored them. I started a pot of rice and let it cook while I worked on the stir fry. I cleaned several stalks of celery, a couple of bell peppers, a head of cabbage, an onion, and green onions. I rinsed the snow pea pods, the slivered carrots and the broccoli florets. I chopped the cabbage, some fresh garlic, and an onion, cut several sprigs of green onions, and bell peppers, rinsed some fresh snow peas, and slivered carrots. I heated up the pan and once it was hot, I added some peanut oil and began to add the thinly sliced chicken and beef. I let it cook until it was lightly browned. I removed the meat and added the thicker vegetables which would require more cooking time such as the cabbage, celery, onions, broccoli florets, and bell peppers. Once they were wilted and slightly cooked, I added the snow peas, and finally the garlic. I returned the meat to the pan and added some soy sauce and allowed it bubble. I called the guys to the counter and they place some of the rice on their plates, and I topped it with the stir fry. Phil looked over at Ryan and said “I sure am glad that you were hungry, this is great!” After we had eaten, Phil and Ryan cleaned the kitchen while I took care of some laundry issues. Afterwards, Ryan went to his room to study while Phil and I talked about the project and working the boys during the summer. As we were talking, I decided that I should call and talk to Michelle about Thanksgiving. We talked for a while and eventually got around to Thanksgiving Dinner. Michelle said “Doug, I know that he usually goes with you over the Thanksgiving Holiday, but since he was so sick, I just really don’t want to be away from him.” I said “Believe me, I understand. Mom called this afternoon and wants to know our plans; I told her that you and I had not talked yet, but that we would.” Michelle said “Doug, I really don’t want to throw a kink in your plans, but is there any way that we can all eat together, and you still go to your Mom’s?” I said “I think there is a way, but are you willing to travel?” She said “Tell me what you are thinking.” I told her, and she said “Oh well, let’s give it a try.” I hung up, and called Mom. I could tell that I had awakened her, but I said “Mom, Michelle and I have just talked about Thanksgiving Dinner. She will be joining us for Dinner and will spend some time with the family.” Immediately my Mom became wide awake. “Douglas, don’t you plan on bringing that woman to my house with the intentions of sleeping with her when you two are not married.” I said “That is not what I had planned; I was thinking that I would have my old room, the boys could take the guest bedroom and Michelle could stay over at Barbara’s house. “Oh no she won’t, no guest that is coming to my table will spend the night elsewhere. Here’s the sleeping arrangements: you will have your old room, Michelle will have the guest room and the boys can sleep on the air mattress in the den. I smiled and said “Yes m’am, I will tell Michelle.” I hung up and called Michelle with the news that everything went as planned. I looked over at Phil, and he was just shaking his head. I said “Oh gosh, I forgot about you.” He said “Doug, I am going home to have Thanksgiving with my family, but we will have to have this big discussion soon.” I said “I agree, but tonight I am heading to bed.” He agreed and followed as we turned off the lights and secured the house. We arrived in the bedroom and stripped down to our boxer briefs, pulled back the covers, got in, fluffed the pillows and turned off the lamps. As we were laying there, Phil said “Doug, I have been meaning to bring this up, but I just couldn’t find a great lead in, but I have to say that the way you handled your Mom tonight was brilliant. You are working on finding ways to get along with her, and you are working so hard to make sure that you don’t go down the same path that she has chosen.” I said “I guess, thank you, but what are you really saying?” Phil took in a deep breath and said “Ummmmmm you remember several weeks ago, you asked if there was something you needed to know about Troy, and I said that he was good in bed. I have been shocked that you have not said anymore about that.” I started to say something, but this little voice in my head said don’t, and I didn’t. He continued “The old Doug would have pitched a fit and made my life miserable, but you just seemed to let it go and not say anything.” I said “I did, but why are you bringing this up?” He said “Doug, I have not had any kind of sexual activity with Troy. He loves to talk about what a great lover he is, and how he pleases his women. I just gave him credit from what he has said.” I couldn’t help it, I let out a breath of air and said “Thank you for clearing that up.” He leaned over kissed my lips and said “I have all the man right here that I need.” He lay back down on his side of the bed and we didn’t say anything else that night. It became very quiet in the room except for our breathing and soon, we had both dropped off to sleep. End of Chapter 11 – My Sons and Their Friends – The Freshman Year Well there you have it, Chapter 11. Yes, it took longer than either of us wanted, but there is a lot going on and trying to find time to think and write is rare, at best. I will try to continue the story with Chapter 12 by the middle of March. I hope that you have stayed well and if you have been sick that you have found medicines and are following the doctor’s instructions so that you can get well. I have had the flu, Type A. It was caught early, but it has truly drained my energy. I have slept more than a bear in winter. I have a lot to do that I have had to put off because of a lack of energy, but I am going to make some progress. How do you think things are going to go with Michelle and Doug’s Mom? Will Mom be happy with the portraits? Will Mom be totally accepting of Myles? Will Doug have time to catch up with Randy and maybe renew their friendship? How will Phil’s trip home go, and will he and Doug talk during the holidays? Well, it is my hope that these and a lot more questions will be answered as well as more being developed. Thanks to those who have taken the time to check on me and urge me to find the time to write. Your efforts did not fall on deaf ears, and you have the evidence that your emails worked. Thanks for reading and let me hear from you. Jay

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