DJ - 22. Chapter 22

(from the tail end of Chapter 21, Wednesday afternoon)

Carl had disappeared into the bedroom, and came out dressed in his work clothes. It was nearly 3:30 PM, he kissed Karen sweetly, and told the rest of them goodbye, and headed to work. Granny said it was time for her nap, and headed to her room and lay down. Karen put away the leftovers, and relaxed on the sofa, starting her nap. DJ didn’t have anything to do, so he decided to just relax on the bed for a while, and soon fell asleep also.

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About 5:15 PM DJ’s phone rang in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw it was Phil, and answered it.

"Hi Phil, what’s up?"

"DJ, I just want to be sure, did Jamie’s parents really say that Bryan and I can stay there?"

"Phil, Jamie has the best parents in the whole world, and they really have opened their home to you and Bryan. They treat me like a second son, and I love them so much, and I know they love me too. You’re going to love them both, and so will Bryan."

"I was told we can move there on Saturday, but I know we can’t move everything in one load, even one load in each car."

"Phil, that’s not right, Jamie’s Dad said that you need to be moved OUT of the Shady Inn BY Saturday. Your room here is ready, you can start to move some stuff in before then. What time does Bryan get off work tonight?"

"He’s scheduled off at 8:00, and should be here around 8:15, he doesn’t know yet, boy will he be surprised! Do you think we could move some stuff tonight? And I don’t know how to get there from here, either."

"I have an idea, Phil, Jamie’s working and gets off at about 9:00. I’ll have him get an extra large pizza to bring home. I’ll come out to your room about 6:30, we can load your car and my Tracker, and when Bryan gets there, we’ll load his car."

"Then we’ll make a big ol’ convoy, and I’ll lead you and Bryan to Jamie’s house, you and Bryan can meet his Mom, and we can bring the stuff into your room, and when Jamie gets home, we can destroy that pizza. Then you and Bryan can go back, and Jamie and I can hit the sack, as we have school at 9:00 AM tomorrow."

"Great plan, ‘sniff’ I’ll be looking for you ‘sniff’ in about 45 minutes ‘sniff’"

"Phil, I can hear you crying, what’s wrong?"

"Nothing—DJ, it’s just so incredible—to have friends—like you and Jamie!"

"Oh come on Phil, Jamie and I have just been doing what true friends do to help other true friends in need, I’m sure you and Bryan would help us, if we were the ones needing help!"

"I’d like to think we would," Phil replied, "you guys are the best friends we have, and we love you."

"We love you guys too, dry those eyes and I’ll see you shortly."

While DJ was driving out to the motel, he’s thinking about Phil, and hoping that Phil is fully dressed. Once you’ve seen Phil’s oversized pecker swinging between his legs—it’s one of those things that, once you’ve seen it, you just can’t unsee it.

It’s not something that turns DJ on, he’s not into big cocks, and he doesn’t want it up his ass, or in his mouth, although it might be fun to hold it in your hand and feel it. Trying to think of something else, his mind wanders to Jamie’s cock, how he likes the taste of Jamie’s precum, and Jamie’s cum, the erotic feeling when Jamie shoots his load into DJ’s mouth—fuck!

Now DJ is adjusting the bulge in his boxer-briefs, he doesn’t want Phil to see that he is fully erect, and he is only seconds from room 120 at the Shady Inn. When he was picturing Phil’s huge cock, he wasn’t aroused at all, five minutes into thinking of Jamie and he’s about to cream his jeans! At least he’s wearing boxer-briefs, with boxers there would be no hiding his boner, but maybe the boxer-briefs will give him a little cover.

DJ backed the Tracker in next to Phil’s car, adjusted himself again and walked to the door, and knocked. Phil opened the door and invited DJ to enter, and immediately wrapped his arms around DJ, squeezing him tightly, pushing his hip against DJ’s still erect cock. DJ buckled his hips to allow his penis to not be so tight against Phil’s body.

Whether or not Phil noticed the bulge in DJ’s jeans, there was no mention of it, from either of them, and Phil was, thankfully, fully dressed. Phil opened the little fridge and offered DJ a drink, and DJ accepted a Pepsi, and sat in the only chair, while Phil sat on the edge of the bed. DJ couldn’t help but notice the pile of hefty bags.

"So," DJ asked, pointing, "who do all of those belong to?"

"A couple of them hold our dirty laundry, and most of the rest are Bryan’s, I couldn’t believe the quantity of clothes that boy has."

"I wonder," DJ remarked, "If he actually wears all of them? I don’t know if there is room for all of that in your new room."

"I don’t know," Phil responded, "he moved everything he owned from his house, some of this stuff may be things he’s outgrown, and should be discarded, or given to Goodwill. We need to ask him. DJ, what’s are Jamie’s parents like?"

"Well, Karen is a stay at home wife and mother, and easy to get to know. She’s an awesome cook, and enjoys cooking for her man, and her sons. She the kind of mother most any boy would be proud to call ‘Mom’, and she is the closest thing to a real mother that I’ve ever had."

"Dad, Carl, can be a little intimidating at first, until he gets to know you. He doesn’t mince words, what’s on his mind comes out of his mouth, but he’s got a heart of gold, they both do. He works a factory job, second trick, so Jamie and I don’t see Dad a lot on weekdays. We usually leave for school before he gets up, and we’re sleeping when he gets home from work at about 1:00 AM."

"You mentioned that Karen likes to cook for her sons, does Jamie have a brother?" Phil asked.

"Nah," DJ replied, smiling, "Karen and Carl refer to both Jamie and me as their ‘sons’, maybe someday I will be their son-in-law. I need to call Jamie." DJ made the call and Jamie answered.

"Hey baby, look, I’m at the motel, and we’re bringing three carloads of stuff to the house tonight. Can you be a sweetie and bring an extra large pizza when you get off?"

"They’re moving in already?" Jamie asked.

"Not quite, we’re moving most of it tonight," DJ explained, "after we kill the pizza, they’re going back to the motel, and will likely bring the rest of it tomorrow, while we're in school. They’re both off from work tomorrow, and I have to cover Dad’s delivery shift tomorrow evening."

"Will do, I’ll get a meat pizza, that should work for everyone, and I’ll see you guys about 9:30, I love you baby, bye."

"Shall we start getting some of this stuff loaded?" Phil suggested, "Bryan will be here in about half an hour, and we can load his car."

Phil and DJ started to move stuff from the room into their cars, making a noticeable hole in the pile of hefty bags. Actually, there were only about 3 bags left.

Bryan pulled in and parked next to DJ’s Tracker, and realized that DJ was likely inside their room. He walked in and noticed the emptiness and a look of shock took over his face.

"What’s—going on?" Brian asked.

"We’re moving, baby," Phil replied, smiling, then smothering Bryan’s lips with his own, and hugging him tightly.

"Did Jamie’s parents approve?" Bryan asked.

"Bryan," DJ said, "it’s not permanent, just for a few weeks until you and Phil can get your own place. Do you actually wear all of these clothes?"

"Honestly, no," Bryan replied, "when I emptied my room back at the house, I just took everything but the furniture. Some of these things I wore when I was 12 or 13, and they don’t fit anymore."

"There might be a problem storing all this stuff away at Jamie’s house, you guys might need to rent a self storage for some of it."

"DJ," Phil suggested, "Bryan and I are both off tomorrow, we can go through these bags and separate the stuff to go to Goodwill, and the stuff for the trash, and maybe take our dirty clothes to the Laundromat and get them clean."

"Mom has a washer and dryer," DJ said, "I’m sure she will let you use them, and save a little money and time," then, grinning, "I’ll bet some of that dirty laundry is starched with cum!"

"Fuck you, DJ!" Phil responded, "but you’re probably right."

Bryan, snickering, "That sounded like the voice of experience!" DJ turned on that patented smile and chuckled.

"Let’s get Bryan’s car loaded," DJ suggested, "and get this caravan on the road."

The boys spent the next ten minutes loading the last of the bags, and the clothing that was on hangars in the closet, into Bryan’s car. Phil and Bryan followed DJ to Jamie’s house and parked beside DJ’s Tracker to the side of the driveway. DJ motioned the other two to follow him and they all entered the kitchen door, and Karen came into the kitchen from the living room.

"Mom," DJ announced, pointing, "This is Bryan, and Phil, and guys, this is Jamie’s Mom, Karen Seldon."

Karen, smiling, and extending her hand, "I’ve heard a lot about you two and I’m happy to finally meet you, welcome to our home."

Phil, warmly taking Karen’s hand, "Mrs. Seldon, I want to thank you, for both of us, for what you and Mr. Seldon are doing for us."

"Mrs. Seldon," Bryan spoke, "we knew, from what Jamie and DJ have told us, that you and the Mr. would be awesome people, and we really do appreciate what you and your husband are doing to help us."

"Boys, we need to get something straight, Mrs. Seldon is Carl’s mother, you may call me Karen, that Mrs. makes me feel old!"

"That feels a little disrespectful," Bryan stated, "would it be alright if I just call you ‘Mom’?" DJ is grinning, he’s already gone through this, quite a few months ago.

"That’s fine with me," Karen replied, smiling, "if you’re comfortable with it, does ‘Mom’ get a hug from her new boy?"

"You betcha!" Bryan exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Karen, and hugging her, and planting a kiss on her cheek.

Phil, pushing Bryan aside, "I can hug too," as he hugged Karen and also planted a kiss on her cheek. "I don’t usually kiss girls, but Mom, you’re an exception to the rule."

Karen, smiling, "I somehow never expected to become a mother to four outstanding young men, but I’m loving it! Let me show you around."

Karen took Phil and Bryan into the dining room, and pointed to the living room beyond it, then turned a left into the hallway. DJ was following them.

Karen, speaking, "The first door on the left is the bathroom, across from it is our bedroom, and the next on the right is Jamie and DJ’s bedroom. Across from that, on the left will be your room, and there is another spare bedroom straight ahead. DJ’s grandmother is using that room right now, and she has already gone to bed."

Karen continued, "I’m sorry, we only have one bathroom, and sometimes the demand gets a little high. The boys help out a little, as they usually shower together." Karen smiled.

DJ is grinning, and Phil and Bryan glanced at each other, both smiling, realizing that sharing a shower in this house is, evidently, acceptable. It’s music to their ears. They all returned to the kitchen.

DJ seeing Jamie at the door ran over and opened it. Jamie set the pizza on the table, removed his jacket, and hung it up. He then gave his Mom a hug and an affectionate kiss on the lips, then he and DJ shared a passionate and romantic kiss and hug, while Phil and Bryan looked on in awe.

Jamie opened the pizza box, and it was cut into 12 slices. Everyone, including Karen, grabbed a slice. Karen said she was only good for one slice, as they were rather large slices.

"I can’t believe," Phil remarked, "that you guys kissed like that right in front of Jamie’s Mom!"

"Why not," Jamie replied, "Mom and Dad know we’re in love with each other, no reason to hide our emotions, at least not here."

"Bryan, Phil," Karen remarked, "Carl and I have gotten very acclimated to having young gay men around, and a little PDA is quite acceptable in this house full of love!"

"Gee," Phil commented, "we aren’t even moved in yet, and I’m starting to feel very comfortable here." Bryan nodded.

"We want you to feel comfortable, guys," Karen said, "this is going to be your home for a while, just show a little respect, when you leave your room, at least wear your underwear. Are you guys coffee drinkers?"

"Normally, yes," Phil replied, "but we’ve been deprived at the motel, we had no way to make coffee."

"Everyone here drinks coffee, except Jamie," Karen commented, "on a typical morning, the guys all sit around the table in their underwear, drinking coffee and having breakfast, and then go and get dressed to greet the outside world. I’m quite used to seeing boys, and one man, in underwear, and it doesn’t bother me at all."

They finished off the pizza, and the four boys brought all the stuff from the cars and stashed it in Phil and Bryan’s room. Phil and Bryan headed back to the motel and Jamie and DJ headed to bed, as they needed to rise and shine at 7:00 AM tomorrow morning.

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Thursday morning, January 25^th was pretty typical. Jamie and DJ skipped the showers, packed the gym bag, grabbed Jamie’s laptop, their backpacks and headed to school for their computer lab, and their volleyball classes.

After their computer lab, they headed to the cafeteria for lunch, and took their trays to a table and sat down. About 5 minutes later Chuck came to our table and asked if he could join us, and we motioned him to sit.

"Chuck," DJ inquired, "are you and Serena still dating?"

"Oh, yeah," Chuck stated, smiling, "and getting stronger by the week, we might get married after I graduate."

"How is Fernando doing?" Jamie asked.

Chuck answered, shaking his head, "It’s still a powder keg, ready to explode. I can’t really relate, being straight and all, but my heart hurts for him. He’s a really sweet kid, but he’s miserable. Serena is the only one he shares any feelings with, and he doesn’t dare come out to his parents, and she doesn’t dare tell them either for fear that they might kick him out. He’ll be 15 in a couple months."

"I’ve thought a lot about this situation, DJ and I would love to take him in, but Social Services would never allow it, with us being gay and Fernando being still a minor. But there might be another option. I recently learned something I didn’t know about my boss. A couple of months ago, there was a couple in the pizzeria talking with Anthony, and they were all speaking Spanish."

"Afterwards, I mentioned to Anthony that I didn’t know that he knew Spanish, and he surprised me. He told me that he and Maria are not Italian, but are Mexican, and his real name is not Anthony, but is Antonio. He even showed me paperwork, that stated ‘Anthony’s Pizzeria’ is owned by Antonio and Maria Chevaz. He used the name ‘Anthony’ because it sounded more authentically Italian. Neither he nor Maria can speak Italian."

"So they are Mexican, how does this become an option?" Chuck asked.

"Two ways," Jamie explained, "Number one, we know that they are very gay friendly. They gave our club a very good deal to have the pizza party and membership drive there, and didn’t even want DJ’s Dad and Joe to pay for the party room, when they got married there, just a couple of weeks ago."

"Number two, they’ve never had any children, for whatever reason I don’t know. I don’t think I’d have to bend their arms very hard to get them to take Fernando in, as a foster child, even knowing he is gay. I know they would love and protect him, and make sure he got educated. Do you think I should talk to them?"

"I don’t know," Chuck said, "It might be a little early, so far nothing has come to a head. Let me talk with Serena, and I’ll be in touch, but that sounds like a workable option. Maybe his parents will accept him, we don’t really know, yet."

It was nearly 1:00 PM when Chuck left. DJ and Jamie secured Jamie’s laptop, wallets and backpacks in the Tracker and got the gym bag, and wandered to the locker room and dressed for the volleyball class. Some other guys had the same idea, and were prepared for class. Several of them headed into the gym, and practiced for a while, nothing official.

Today, Zach had the bucket of Ping-Pong balls, Jamie and DJ both drew a 2, so were on the same team and lost 21 to 19. When it came shower time they weren’t as reserved as they were the previous week. They both observed the size of Rusty’s huge cock, but said nothing, until on the way home.

"So," DJ spoke, "who has the biggest dong, Rusty or Phil?"

"That’s quite a question," Jamie snickered, "from a guy that doesn’t notice other guys’ junk! What’s your opinion?"

DJ, giggling, "We’d really have to get them together, and have some kind of ruler to measure them."

"Right," Jamie responded, "and the chance of that happening is slim to none, so I guess we’ll never know. Baby, I’m perfectly happy with what you sport, if you had something that big, I’d be running for my life!"

"Jamie, I was thinking about your cock yesterday, and it made me so hard, and hot, I thought I was going to cream in my jeans!"

"Did you do it?" Jamie asked, grinning.

"No, but I didn’t dare touch it, or I would have."

"I guess I should be honored to think I have that effect on you!"

"Fuck, Jamie, look what you’ve done to me!" DJ’s showing his bulge.

"I can take care of that, right now," Jamie offered.

"Not while I’m driving! You wanna get us killed?"

"Well, we’ll be home in five minutes, I can do it then."

"No time then, we have to get to work!"

"Damn you, DJ, just thinking of a mouthful of your sweet cum has got me hard as a rock!" Jamie, adjusting his erection, "It’s kinda cool though, knowing that we have that effect on each other."

"Yeah," DJ replied, grinning, "but the clock is not on our side."

When DJ and Jamie arrived at Jamie’s house, they noticed that both Bryan’s and Phil’s cars were in the yard. They hustled into the house to put on the appropriate shirts for work. They stopped for a minute and kissed Granny and Karen on the way and headed to their bedroom. Noticing Bryan and Phil were both in their room, trying to get things organized, they just said a quick ‘Hi’ to them, and they both quickly stepped across the hall to Jamie’s room.

"Bryan spoke, "Mom said that if we got everything moved today, we could sleep here, starting tonight, Guess what, we’re here!"

"Yeah," Phil added, "I turned the keys in about 1:00 PM, we got here about 1:30 and met your Dad, and Granny, and we all had dinner together. Your Mom is an awesome cook, that’s the first home cooked meal we’ve had in a long time, and I think Dad is pretty cool."

"Guys," Jamie stated, "we’d love to chat with you, but we’re both overdue at work, we both get off at 9:00 and should be home about 9:30, see you then."

"Jamie, I have to drive because I’m doing deliveries today, since we both get off at 9:00 you can just ride with me."

DJ, on the trip to the shopping center, "What do you think?"

"About what?" Jamie replied.

"Phil and Bryan, staying with us."

"They’re cool, and I really like them, but they might be a PITA."

"A PITA?" DJ replied, what’s a PITA?

"It’s an acronym, for a Pain In The Ass! P I T A,"

DJ, chuckling, "You might be right."

After DJ and Jamie left for work, Karen was standing in the ‘new’ boys doorway, watching them work. She had noticed a pile of clothing on each side of the doorway in the hall.

"How are you guys doing?" Karen asked.

"I’m not sure, Mom," Phil answered, "we’re just doing."

Karen, pointing at the two piles, "What are these?"

Bryan, pointing, "That one is for Goodwill, and the other one is trash. Let me show you something."

Bryan pulled a nice, boys’ suit from the closet, and showed it to Karen.

"Nice suit," Karen said, "but it looks a tad small for you."

"The last time I wore it, I think, was for my cousins’ wedding, when I was about 12. It looks too nice to throw out." Bryan said.

"Unless you want to keep it, for memory’s sake, I’m sure Goodwill could make use of it." Bryan put it on the ‘Goodwill’ pile.

"Bryan," Karen asked, "when are your classes?"

"I’m only taking two this semester, Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 10:00 and 11:00," Bryan replied.

"There’s no reason you can’t carpool with Jamie and DJ on those days, but their first class is at 9:00 AM. It would save you some gas money. Phil, when do you work?"

"I might do that, Mom," Bryan responded.

"My schedule is easy," Phil said, "3 to 11 everyday, but my days off vary from week to week, I was off yesterday and today this week. Next weeks schedule will be posted on Saturday. I also get one free meal a day during my shift, and half price for any meals when I’m not working."

"I just made a decision," Karen remarked, "I could usually remember Jamie’s and DJ’s schedules, but there’s no way I can remember 4 boys schedules. I’m getting one of those dry erase memo boards, and you guys will need to write your schedules on it, so I can know who is working when and I can plan meals around your schedules. Fair enough?"

"That’s a whole lot more than fair, Mom," Phil said.

"You guys will both be here for supper tonight, fish or chicken?"

"Mom," Bryan said, "We’re not picky, you cook it, we’ll eat it."

"OK guys," Karen said, "I’ll let Granny make the choice."

Karen left the boys to continue their work, and headed toward the kitchen. Granny was still napping.

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About 5:00 PM Thursday afternoon there was a knock on my front door, I went to answer it. It was, as I suspected, Todd and Ryan.

"Wrong door guys," I said, smiling, "this door is for salesmen and proselytizers, family and friends use the back door!" I let them in and we hugged each other. "Joe, our friends are here!" I hollered.

Joe walked out of the bathroom, having just taken a shower, in all his naked glory with a towel over his shoulder. He walked up to them and gave them both a hug, which they returned. Surprisingly they didn’t seem at all shocked. Maybe they’ve seen naked men before?

"Sorry guys," Joe apologized, "I just showered, give me ten and I’ll be dressed." He headed to our bedroom.

I asked them if they had any luggage to bring in to go and get it and I would show them to their room. Ryan said he needed a restroom more than anything else right now, and I pointed him to the bathroom. I did note that he didn’t bother to close the door while he took a leak, and then washed his hands.

When he returned, both guys went to their car and brought in suitcases, and I led them to DJ’s room, and told them to make themselves at home. They asked how they should dress for tonight, and I told them casual was fine. They returned to the kitchen wearing polo shirts and skinny jeans, and sneakers. About how DJ would have dressed.

I prepared four plates with North Carolina BBQ sandwiches, and a bowl of potato chips in the center of the table. I offered them Southern Iced tea, Pepsi or Mountain Dew.

"What is Southern Iced Tea?" Todd asked.

"Sweet Tea, Northern Iced Tea is unsweetened."

"OK," Todd replied, "I just learned something, I’ll have some of that Southern Iced Tea." Ryan said Pepsi would be fine.

I explained that I didn’t want to fill them up too much, as it was only about a two hour drive to the Waterhole, and we would have a nice dinner there.

About 5:45 we all climbed into Joe’s Taurus, our guests in the back seat, and Joe and I in the front, and Joe drove us to the Waterhole. Joe and I had sworn that we would not have more than two, maybe three drinks. We didn’t want a repeat of the previous Friday night. Since our guests were not driving, they could consume what they might desire.

Joe and I were not aware of the new policy at the Waterhole, but we were given green bracelets with out ID, but they did ID Todd and Ryan, and they were also given green bracelets. The green bracelets let the servers know that we were of age, red would have indicated too young for alcohol.

Being a Thursday night, there was no band, and the variety of music was supplied by a deejay. We all danced, sometimes all four of us, and some of the newer sounds, Joe and I elected to sit out on. We enjoyed watching Todd and Ryan having a good time, and they were definitely ‘getting down.’ There was no way, the way Todd and Ryan were grinding their lower bodies together on some songs, that they were going to come off the floor with flaccid cocks!

About 8:30 we all decided to get dinner. Joe and I ordered prime rib, the Cleveland boys ordered Rib eye steaks and shrimp. As is typical of the Waterhole, the food and service was excellent. Joe and I held our alcohol intake to three mixed drinks each, the Cleveland boys had ‘a few beers.’

About midnight (even though the Waterhole served until 1:00 AM) we were ready to call it a night and head home. The young guys were tired, having been on the road since 7:00 AM plus the road trip here, and still 2 hours back home. Joe and I strongly suggested a last minute bathroom break, and we also took advantage of that opportunity, even though we had not consumed that much liquid.

About 45 minutes toward home, the backseat guys were saying they needed to get rid of some second hand beer. Joe found a wide spot to pull over, and the guys wasted no time relieving the pressure on their bladders. By the time we got home, they were ready again, and watered the grass in the back yard. Once in the house, I made a pot of coffee, and we all enjoyed a cup before bed.

Joe and I informed them that we had a habit of sleeping naked, and usually didn’t dress in the mornings until we absolutely had to, and we enjoy our naked coffee and breakfast. If they wanted to enjoy a little southern nakedness with us they were welcome, but it was their choice. After sharing coffee together, we all hit the sack about 2:30 AM.

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Friday morning the 26^th of January, Jamie’s alarm woke him at 7:00 AM. He rolled over and kissed those plump sweet lips he loves so much, waking DJ. The two boys shared a passionate hug and kiss and slipped out of bed, pulled on the boxer-briefs and headed to the bathroom and then the kitchen. Mom already had coffee made, and was drinking some with Granny.

Jamie poured himself a glass of orange juice, and DJ got a cup of coffee and they sat on both sides of Granny.

"Did Bryan say anything to either of you about riding to school with you?" Karen asked. Both boys shook their heads. "I suggested that he might want to, his classes are at 10 and 11, and it would save him some gas money."

"This wouldn’t be a good day for it, Mom," DJ replied, "Jamie and I are planning to go to Dad’s right after school, and meet their friends that they made on the cruise. They’re going to be going home to Cleveland tomorrow, and today is the only chance we get to see them, they want to meet us and we want to meet them."

"Dad’s both have to work at 3:00 today, and they asked us to entertain them this afternoon, and show them around our town.

Randy gave me the day off, and Anthony is letting Jamie come in at 6:00 PM and close."

"Maybe, just as a courtesy, you might want to wake Bryan up about 8:00 so he won’t be late for school." Karen said.

"We can do that," DJ said, smiling.

Karen fed the boys breakfast and they headed toward their room to dress for school. On the way, they slipped into Bryan and Phil’s room and DJ gently shook Bryan’s shoulder, waking him up.

Bryan, groggily, "What—why are you waking me?"

"So you won’t be late for school, dipshit!" DJ answered.

"What time is it?"

"8:05, you need to leave by about 9:30, and coffee is ready."

Bryan, slipping out of bed, "I gotta go pee," and headed toward the door.

"Wait, Bryan," DJ stated, "Granny and Mom are out there, put your undies on before you leave this room." Bryan bent over, picking them up off the floor and pulled his boxers on. He headed to the bathroom, DJ and Jamie went into their room and dressed for school."

Everything was normal, they kissed Karen and Granny goodbye and got into the Tracker and headed for school, parked and went to their Algebra class.

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It was after 11:00 AM Friday morning when Joe and I managed to drag our carcasses out of bed. After the normal morning pee, we went to the kitchen and I started a full pot of coffee brewing. We’d only had three drinks, and neither of us was hung over, but we wondered about our guests. Joe and I had both sipped the first cup and were ready for a refill, when we saw a sign of life, a naked young man running across the hallway to the bathroom, and then a second one about a minute later.

A couple of minutes later I saw a head peep around the bathroom doorway and look in our direction, able to see that Joe and I were sitting naked at the kitchen table. Another minute and the two young men were entering the kitchen, dressed just like Joe and me.

I reached up and got two mugs, filled them and set them on the table at the two empty seats.

"Coffee is served," I stated, and the two young men assumed the two empty chairs and sat with us.

"How are you guys feeling this morning?" Joe asked.

"Not too bad," Todd answered, "I thought we might be hung over a lot worse than we are. You weren’t kidding about sitting around naked, were you?"

"Nope," I said, "It’s par for the course in this house, we do it all the time, our sons too. It’s a cool feeling of freedom and feels pretty natural. We’ll get dressed before we go to work."

"Hey guys, do you want to see some cute photos of the boys?"

"Sure," Ryan answered.

Bring your coffee and come into the den, I’ve got some neat photos on the computer.

I brought up some of the early photos I had taken.

"Long before they were boyfriends, they were to be workout buddies, this is a photo of them making a smoothie."

"Oh," Ryan exclaimed, "they’ve got the cutest buns!"

"When I snapped that one, the flash startled them and they turned around, and I got this one."

"Cool," Todd said, "Full frontal, God they’ve got some cute packages.

"Wait," I said, "There’s more, One night they were laying on the bed, making out, and I got this one."

"Oh, sweet," Todd said, "both of them with full erections, I wonder what they did next?"

"I don’t know," I said, "they were a little pissed at me. This next one is the hottest! I sneaked into their room in the middle of a 69."

"Wow!" Ryan exclaimed, one sucking and the other ready to take it in. Those are sweet."

"OK, shows over, and if you tell them I showed you these photos I’ll never speak to you again!"

I shut down the computer and we all went back into the kitchen. I donned the apron and prepared to fix us all some breakfast, and we all had more coffee.

"So," Todd asked, "Which one is DJ and which one is Jamie?"

"DJ’s the darker one, Jamie is the blond, and DJ is my legally adopted Son, Jamie is his boyfriend." I explained.

"And," Joe added, "now that Doug and I have married, DJ is my precious step-son, we both love those two boys immensely. Doug, what time are they due to arrive here?"

"Their class lets out at 11:50, they should be here about 12:30."

"Doug," Todd said, "If you want, we’d let you photograph us, since you’ve already seen us naked anyway."

"Sure," I grinned, "Let me get the camera. Why don’t you guys go lay on the bed, Joe can you watch the food for a few minutes."

I handed Joe the apron, got the camera and went to DJ’s room. I got a couple nice shots of them, and another of them kissing, and one more of them just standing in front of me. Neither of these guys were ‘Blueboy’ material, but they were real, and photographed well.

After the photo session, we all sat and ate breakfast together.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

DJ and Jamie walked out to the Tracker after their last class ended at 11:50 AM. They were supposed to come to the house and meet our friends from Cleveland. When they got to the Tracker, there was a sheet of paper stuck under the windshield wiper. DJ pulled it out and read the hand written note in large permanent marker letters, and felt suddenly ill, and nearly collapsed.

The note read: TELL YOUR NIGGER LOVING BOYFRIEND TO WATCH HIS BACK!

"DJ!" Jamie exclaimed, "What is that?" Jamie pulled the paper from DJ’s shaking hand, and read it.

"DJ, we’re being threatened, we have to report this!"

Bryan came out of the building, heading to his car, and saw DJ and Jamie, and had a gut feeling that something was wrong and went to them.

"Hey, guys, are you ok?" Bryan asked.

"Th—th—th—this was on my—my window!" DJ stuttered, pointing to the note in Jamie’s hand.

Bryan, looking at it, "Oh my god! Guys—this is serious, we need to report it, NOW! Come on!" The three boys re-entered the main building, and looked for a Security Officer, and didn’t see one.

Bryan yelled, "HELP! WE NEED HELP!"

Within 30 seconds two Security officers responded from two directions.

Officer one, "What’s wrong?"

Bryan, upset, "DJ found this on his windshield!" and handed the paper to the officer, she read it and handed it to Officer two, and he read it."

Officer two, "This is serious, we need to call the Captain." Then, on the radio, "Captain Jones, we need you at the main entrance ASAP!"

The radio responded, "Jones, here, do you need EMT?"

"No sir, no injuries, it’s a threat"

"I’m on my way!"

About 5 minutes later Captain Jones arrived.

"Hi guys, I’m Captain Jones, and I’m in charge of Security on this Campus. Jennings, can you hang around for a bit, I might need you, Smith, you can resume your post."

"Ok," Jones said, "I need to get some details here, Are all of you students here?" All three boys nodded.

"So, who threatened who?"

DJ, pointing, "Sir, the threat is on paper, he has the paper."

Jennings handed the paper to Jones, and he read it.

Jones spoke, "This could be an anti-gay issue, or a racial issue, or both. How was this paper found?"

DJ, "It was stuck under my windshield wiper."

"What time did you arrive on campus today?"

"We got here about 8:50 this morning, our first class is at 9:00"

"What is your vehicle?"

"It’s a 1998 Tracker, Orange, you can see it from here, in the parking lot."

"You said ‘we’ got here, who is or are the other parties that were with you, when you arrived?"

"Just me and Jamie, we always come together, we have the same classes, we do almost everything together."

"Bryan how do you fit into the picture?"

"We’re just very close friends, these two are just about the closest friends we have."

Jones, chuckling, "Here’s that ‘we’ again, now who is this ‘we’?"

"Me and my boyfriend, Phil. Phil and I actually just moved into Jamie’s parents home—yesterday, so we’re like housemates."

"OK we’re getting into this, am I correct in assuming that you, DJ are boyfriends with Jamie?"

"Yes sir, almost a year now."

"So this threat is really directed toward Jamie, right."

"I suppose, but a threat toward Jamie, is also a threat toward me, Sir, I’m a lot more scared for Jamie than I am for myself."

Jones, "Jennings, run through the tape for, I can’t think which camera that is, four I think, the camera that would cover where that Tracker is, and see if you can spot anyone around his Tracker between 0900 and 1200 today."

Jones, "Do you or Jamie know of any enemies you might have made, any time since you started classes here?"

DJ answered, "Sir, I can’t think of anyone, Jamie?"

"I didn’t know we had any enemies, until today," Jamie said.

"Captain Jones," Jennings said, "I think we may have something."

(to be continued)