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"I need to be honest with you about myself," Billy Jack said. "The real reason I left for California back then was not wanting to face who I really was. I'm gay, son, just the same as you."
Jack's jaw literally dropped for a moment, and then he stared at his father for another long moment. Finally he spoke, "You're - gay, too?"
"Yes," Billy Jack replied. "Your mother filled me in about you," he then added in explanation.
"Look, it was no excuse for abandoning you and your mother, and I'm not saying it was," Jack's father continued. "But, that was years ago and back then it was even worse for gay people in this area than it is now. I just felt like in California I could be myself. Looking back, I should have had the balls to tell Alice that, and I should have supported you."
"Hell yes, you should have!" Jack replied angrily.
"But, you know, son, I'm 60 now," Billy Jack said evenly. "I hope I live a long while longer, but I wanted to know you before it was too late. I just hope you can somehow forgive me for the past and give me a chance."
Jack exhaled breath long and hard, then spoke again. "Well, I'm sure Momma filled you in on the fact that I, too, went through a long 'straight phase' before figuring out who I really am?"
"Yes, she told me about you and Holly, as well as about your wonderful current partner Bradley," Billy Jack said with a genuine smile.
"Well, then obviously you know that I know where you're coming from, at least on that part of it," Jack said. "You were still a fuckin' asshole for running off and not helping support me. Nothing changes that. But, like you said, you're 60 and I'll soon be 36 and I see no reason to be a stubborn asshole about things if you really want to be in my life now."
Billy Jack smiled, and then choked up a little. "Would a hug be asking too much then, son?"
Father and son embraced awkwardly then. Jack spoke again, "So, now that we've had our Hallmark moment, how about telling me what the hell you've been up to since I was a year old?"
Billy Jack laughed, and the two of them were still talking two hours later when Alice returned home. During their long talk, Jack found out that Billy Jack had been partnered from 1988-2009 to a man he had met out in San Jose named Rick. Rick had passed away with cancer near the end of 2009.
"Anyway, like I said, a couple of years have gone by since I lost Rick. I just realized nothing was really keeping me in San Jose, and it was time to come back home and try to get to know my son, finally," Billy Jack concluded.
Just then the front door opened cautiously, and Alice walked on in, "I see you two haven't killed each other," she quipped.
"No, not hardly," Jack said with a smile. "We're not going to be Andy and Opie right away, but I have to admit it is nice to finally have an old man."
"Thank you," Billy Jack said simply, choking up a little again then.
Alice fixed supper for the three of them, and they talked much more. At the end of the evening, Jack headed home, but promised to keep in touch with his father. When he got home that night he related everything to Brad as they sat in the living room with their dog.
"Well, I'm glad you've decided to give him a chance, baby," Brad commented. "It sounds like he really does mean well."
"I hope so," Jack said. "It is odd having him in my life all of a sudden now when I never had a dad growing up, but somehow - I just really want to give him a chance."
"That just shows what a great guy you are, babe," Brad replied with a warm smile, slipping his arms around Jack's neck. They kissed tenderly.
Jack thought about how much he loved Brad, and how supportive Brad always was no matter what was going on. He was also thinking how warm and good Brad felt in his arms just then. Brad was thinking the same thing, as he inhaled deeply, loving as always the masculine scent of Jack's aftershave as he began to gently nuzzle and kiss Jack's neck.
"Mmm," Jack said softly. He gently touched Brad's cheek, guiding Brad's mouth back to his own. They kissed hotly then, and Brad reached to start unbuttoning Jack's shirt. He ran his hand inside it, across the fur that covered Jack's broad chest.
"Want to take this to the bedroom, babe?" Jack asked huskily.
"You know it," Brad replied with a grin.
Once in their room, the couple wasted no time getting each other totally naked. As he yanked Jack's boxers down and Jack stepped out of them, Brad took the time to run his eyes all over his big stud cop's body as he loved to do. Jack's broad furry chest looked so hot, as did his erect nipples set in their big pink areolas. A nice black happy trail ran down over Jack's tummy, surrounding his big hot quarter-sized innie belly button and continuing on down to his lush black natural bush.
Then of course there was that delicious-looking, already rock-hard cock of Jack's. It stuck straight out from his body, six and a half inches long and five inches around, a real beer can cop cock with a drop of precum already glistening at its tip. Beneath this beautiful dick were those big low-hanging balls, covered with their dusting of black fur. Then of course were those big strong furry thighs, long legs, and big feet. Damn, what a man! Brad thought, as he always did when naked with his baby.
Jack felt the same way about his cubby baby Brad as well, reaching over to playfully grab Brad's own fat five and a half inch rock hard cock as they kissed. "So when exactly are you going to finally make an honest man out of me?" Jack joked.
"Huh?" Brad said, then laughed, realizing what Jack was getting at. "Oh, you mean setting a date for the ceremony. Well, I've been thinking about that, babe. How about your birthday?"
"Mmm, marrying you, what a birthday present," Jack said, again gripping Brad's cock in his big warm right hand as he said so.
"Saturday, March 3 it is then, can't wait to tell everybody," Brad said, grinning happily.
"Can't think of anything better in the world to do than marry you - even if it's not legal yet - on the day I turn 36," Jack said happily.
"I'm so happy too, but right now my mind is on other things besides wedding planning," Brad said, and then bear-hugged Jack as they stood there naked by their bed. It felt so wonderful as their hard cocks, tummies, and furry chests all pressed together and their arms went around each other.
"It's not even our anniversary yet, baby," Jack joked.
This was true, they both had thought of the fact that three days away was January 17, the six-month anniversary of that first day the previous July when Jack had come out to the Carson farm and they had first really talked - and had immediately started to fall for one another.
"Oh, that's a work night, but I'm sure we'll work in some fun then too, but now..." Brad said, dropping to his knees and engulfing Jack's throbbing prick in his hot mouth.
"OH, Bradley," Jack groaned, placing his big hands gently on the back of Brad's head and starting to buck his hips.
Brad pulled off Jack's dick then and gazed up at him adoringly. "Easy big fellow, don't want you to shoot that load just yet," he said with a grin. "In fact, I want it in me. Why don't you hook up the sling, I haven't gotten a turn in that thing yet, you know."
"Mmm," Jack said, "hell yeah!"
Brad lay back on their bed and slowly stroked his cock, watching as Jack moved around naked, his rock hard cock bobbing, as he hooked up the sling in the space at the foot of their bed. "Ready?" He asked sexily when it was secured into place.
"So ready big guy!" Brad said, springing off the bed and climbing into the sex sling. Jack helped him, and soon he was lying on his back, his feet secured up to either side, his tight pick hole exposed.
"God, you're gorgeous," Jack said, gazing down at this sight.
"So are you, big guy," Brad said. "I want you to fuck me SO hard, Jack!"
Jack grabbed the lube from their nightstand and came back to stand in front of the sling, lubing up his rock hard cock.
"There's just one thing," Brad said, taking on a play-sexy voice then. "I'm not sure these things my feet are up in will keep me subdued, Officer. For your safety, I think my hands need to be restrained, too." Brad's hands were just holding to the chains above him, unrestrained, while his feet were cuffed into the sling at the ankles through the little leather harnesses, so that his legs were up and spread-eagled.
Jack knew what Brad was wanting, so he took on his play-bad cop voice. "That is true, you are a dangerous suspect. I'll be back."
Jack returned in a couple of moments from down the hall, dangling his silver handcuffs playfully. "I think I should put these on you just to be on the safe side."
"Yes, Sir, Officer Jack, Sir," Brad said playing along, but unable to keep from grinning with how fucking happy this hot sex play made him.
"What are you grinning about," Jack said gruffly and walked over to where Brad lay in the sling then, slapping Brad in the face with his cock. Brad opened his mouth, and Jack shoved it in, thrusting down into Brad's hungry mouth. Brad took his right hand off the chains above him then, and moved it to Jack's hip.
"See there, I'm going to have to restrain you, I knew it," Jack said, still using his play-bad cop voice, and pulling his cock out of Brad's mouth. He got Brad's hands, put them back up on the chains above, and then snapped the cuffs into place.
"Oh, God, FUCK ME BABY!" Brad groaned then, totally turned on by being trussed up in the sling and totally vulnerable to his big stud.
Jack playfully slapped Brad's face with his cock again then. "Don't you mean SIR?" He asked.
"Yes, Sir, FUCK ME HARD, please, Officer Jack, Sir!" Brad asked, still unable to keep from grinning.
"If you insist," Jack said. He then stood between Brad's trussed-up, spread legs and suddenly just thrust his fat cock in balls deep all at once.
Brad made a sharp intake of air at the sudden total invasion of his ass by Jack's big cock, but it felt great. "Oh, FUCK ME, Officer Jack!" He pleaded.
Jack started in full throttle, fucking Brad hard because he knew that was what they both wanted. "Mmm, gonna teach you a FUCKIN' LESSON!" He shouted in his play bad-cop voice, already starting to pant from how good Brad's ass was feeling.
"Oh, God, FUCK ME, baby!" Brad moaned.
"That ass feels SO GOOD - AH-UH! - Bradley!" Jack groaned in his normal voice, forgetting their roleplay as he got lost in how hot this felt.
"It's ALL YOURS - Uh! BABY!" Brad moaned.
Soon Jack's legs were quivering and his balls were tightening, as he felt his load approaching.
"Gonna - AH-UH! FUCKIN' FILL - Uh! - THAT ASS FULL!" He grunted and yelled.
"Fuckin' cum in me baby!" Brad grunted. His own orgasm hit as he said this, and ropes of white cum flew up out of his dick as he lay in the sling, a couple of them hitting Jack's tummy as he continued to stand there pounding away at Brad's ass.
"Uh! OH FUCK! AH-UH! YEAH!!!" Jack groaned, the sensation of Brad's cum splattering onto him driving him over the edge. He unloaded his big balls deep inside of Brad's ass then.
Jack pulled out of Brad's ass with a wet plop, and then dropped to his knees. He reached beneath Brad to squeeze Brad's ass cheeks, put his tongue to Brad's hole, and fed himself a big creampie of his own fresh cum.
"Oh, FUCK!" Brad groaned, as he figured out what Jack had just done. "Damn, that is hot!"
Jack stood up, licking his lips. "Something else I'd seen in a porn and just wanted to try," He said, a little sheepishly.
"We can try anything you want, baby," Brad said, chuckling a little at Jack's self-consciousness at having just tried eating his first creampie. "Does your cum taste as good out of my ass as it does right from the source?"
Jack actually blushed a little then, as he undid the handcuffs. Brad climbed out of the sling, and they hugged then kissed, Brad tasting the lingering flavor of Jack's own cum which he had just eaten from Brad's ass. They tumbled to the bed then.
The following week was a busy one for Jack. The Pleasant View Police Department busted two meth labs and had numerous eventful traffic stops, and an armed robbery of a local gas station all to deal with as well. Meanwhile, Brad had a much slower week, since this was the slow season for the store and B&B, now that the one big tour group had come and gone. On the night of the 17th, they made love long and slow in bed as soft candlelight glowed all around their room, to celebrate being together six months.
"I love you so, Bradley," Jack said softly as they lay sweating and panting in one another's arms afterward. Jack's still-hard cock was still nestled in Brad's ass as they held each other there.
"I love you too, Jack," Brad said. "I can't wait to marry you - and in my heart, that is exactly what is going to happen on March 3, whether the law says it is or not."
Jack smiled, still so hard, and he began to move inside Brad again, loving him passionately there in the missionary position on their bed. They kissed, their hot, sweaty, furry chests rubbing together.
"Uhn, so good!" Brad whimpered in delight when several minutes later the knob of Jack's fat cock was once again pressing his button and sending him over the edge.
"Oh, Bradley! - Uh! - I'm cumming!!!" Jack groaned as again a powerful orgasm swept over him. Their anniversary evening was thus complete, when once again they both had shot a huge load of cum from truly making love. They slept soundly then in one another's arms.
During that week, Bill O'Flannery had called to update Miz Vivian and Jack on the progress at Smith's Mountain. That January had turned unseasonably warm and dry in Burnside County. This meant that crews had already started digging and pouring the footer for the metal building that would house the small bottling plant for Uncle Joe's Mountain Spring Water, down at the base of the mountain. They would soon start construction of the pipeline down the mountain from the spring as well. O'Flannery projected that if the weather held, the plant would be completed and operational by April 1, a good deal earlier than they had originally planned.
On Friday night, January 20, Miz Vivian had Brad and Jack and Justin and Eric over for dinner. As they visited in the kitchen while Miz Vivian was putting the finishing touches on the meal, they were all very excited to find out that Brad and Jack had set a date. Miz Vivian soon insisted that Bill O'Flannery come downstairs and join them for dinner. He had so far eluded her attempts to feed him dinner, insisting on only taking the included breakfast as part of his extended stay in the B&B while he looked for an apartment.
As they ate, everyone complimenting Miz Vivian's wonderful food as usual, Bill O'Flannery updated them on his search for a new home. "Well, good news, everyone," he said in his thick Boston accent. "I've found a place over in Smithville. Nice townhouse style apartment."
They quickly figured out that Bill would be living in the same complex as Bubba and James. Everyone was happy to hear of how work on the water bottling plant project was progressing. Eric looked very distracted and troubled, however. Once the meal was done, everyone went to the family room to visit awhile. Miz Vivian was showing Bill some old pictures found in the attic of the mansion during renovation.
"OK, spill it," Brad said to Eric, as the two couples set together on Miz Vivian's large leather sectional. Brad had gotten to be even closer friends with Eric lately, finding that they had some common interests. This made sense, as Jack and Justin were already longtime best friends, and was good since Brad had unfortunately lost his close friendship with Bobby. Brad liked the fact that he and Eric could hang out and go do stuff they both enjoyed as buddies, just as Jack and Justin sometimes did. Even though Eric and Justin liked to play with other guys or couples, they both also respected the monogamous nature of Brad and Jack's relationship. In fact, Justin had always thought it would be weird to do anything sexual with Jack anyway, since they were more like brothers. Brad was quickly getting to feel the same way about Eric.
"What do you mean?" Eric replied to Brad's question after a long pause, playing dumb.
"Honey, you might as well just tell them," Justin said, slipping his arm reassuringly around Eric's shoulders.
"Tell us what?" Jack asked, looking concerned.
"Well, you are our best friends, and I know you'll keep this quiet," Eric said after another long pause.
"You know you guys can always tell us anything, we love you both," Brad said sincerely. "You guys aren't having problems are you?"
"Oh, no, no nothing like that," Justin said quickly with a dismissive wave of his hand, as Eric shook his head in agreement.
"No, we're great," Eric said. "What it is - well, the plant is going to be shutting down guys. They haven't announced it yet, but they will be on Monday."
"Oh, my God, that's awful," Jack said. The automotive parts plant in which Eric worked as head of accounting was one of Pleasant View's largest and oldest employers. "When is it shutting down?"
"The first of the month," Eric said glumly.
"Fuck, that's awful!" Brad interjected. "No more notice than that?"
"I'm afraid not," Eric said.
Miz Vivian and Bill came over, and Eric decided he might as well share the bad news with them as well. Everyone offered their sympathies to Eric. Before much longer, Justin and Eric said goodnight and headed on home. Bill O'Flannery soon excused himself and left the family room as well.
"Well, that just sucks," Brad said.
"Yes, it sure does," Jack agreed. "But, you know, I have an idea. I want to run this by you, Miz Vivian."
"What's that, sugar?" Miz Vivian asked.
"Well, you know I want to stay on the force. And you know that Brad wants to keep working here at the B&B and Mercantile," Jack said.
Miz Vivian nodded, and then Jack continued, "Well, we obviously need someone competent to manage the water bottling plant. We'll also need to hire anywhere from 10 to 15 employees."
"I wish it were more, I hope you're not too disappointed," Miz Vivian interjected then. She was referring to the news she had shared earlier with them regarding the new water bottling company in which they were partners. It turned out that Coca-Cola corporate in Atlanta, for which Miz Vivian's nephew was a Vice President, had decided not to go with their company for its big spring water project. The good news, however, was that the local Coca-Cola bottler in Corbin, Kentucky had signed a regional distribution agreement with them. The plans for the plant had been greatly scaled back accordingly. However, projections by Miz Vivian's business associates indicated that the regional distribution deal would still make Uncle Joe's Mountain Spring Water a very profitable little venture for Brad, Jack, and Miz Vivian.
Jack replied to what Miz Vivian had said, "No, no. I think the regional deal is just fine. Having a small plant means we can know our employees and treat them right. I still think this is going to be a successful venture for all of us. And, after all, you pretty much saved the mountain AND gave us our shares in the company, so it is not like we're going to complain about how things have turned out regarding the distribution," Jack concluded. Brad nodded in agreement.
"I do too, and thank you," Miz Vivian said, looking relieved. "What were you about to suggest, Jack?" She asked then.
"Well, why don't we hire Eric to run the bottling plant? He's got the management and accounting experience, and we know and trust him. And, we'll ask him to hand pick some of the best employees from the plant, and if they want the jobs, we'll hire them to fill the 10 or 15 bottling line and shipping positions we're going to hire for initially," Jack suggested.
"That is a terrific idea," Miz Vivian said. "At least that way we can help out a few of the people who are going to be displaced from the factory."
"I think me and Brad will go on over there right now and talk to Eric about it," Jack said. They soon said goodnight to Miz Vivian, and drove over to Justin and Eric's house by the lake. It was a moonlit Friday night, and unseasonably warm, still only about 50 degrees at 8pm.
Jack and Brad talked awhile with Eric and Justin. Initially Eric protested, saying he didn't think he would be qualified to run the bottling plant, but he finally agreed. Jack insisted, truthfully, that this was no act of charity, and that if he, Brad, and Miz Vivian didn't think Eric was truly up to the task, they wouldn't be offering him the job. Eric said he would think on who would be best to offer the other jobs to, and that once the auto parts plant had done its layoffs, they could offer those people jobs at the bottling plant once it was completed and operational in a couple of months.
Jack and Brad decided to drop by the Ramblin' Rose for some dessert on their way home. Blake was back at work, and was his usual jokey self, having apparently remarkably enough already recovered from the trauma of his near-rape incident. Truthfully, the incident had really made him stop and think about a few things, but he was determined at the same time to not let it mess him up.
"Hey, y'all," Blake called as Brad and Jack walked in and sat together at the counter. "Be right with you!"
As Brad and Jack were enjoying their dessert, Jody Rickman walked in. Brad and Jack exchanged amused glances at the obvious sparks passing between Jody and Blake. Brad and Jack soon said goodnight and headed on home. Jody still sat at the counter, finishing his burger and fries. Blake came over to talk to him again.
At 41, the hot bear Jody didn't think he would have a chance with this delicious young blonde college twink, but it sure seemed as though maybe he actually did. He, like everyone else, knew what had happened to Blake - or would at least what would have if it were not for Barney Finkster - so he didn't want to push things too fast.
As Jody left the diner that night, Blake was thinking how hot the older stud was. "No, I'm not going to let what that Aussie ass wipe tried to do to me mess me up," the handsome young Blake said to himself again. "I think I'm ready to date for real now though, and I think I know who I want it to be with."
Over in Smithville, Bubba and James had spent a quiet relaxing evening at home in their townhouse apartment on that Friday night. They were watching TV on their couch together, and Bubba soon slid his arm around James, pulling him close. They kissed. Bubba always loved the sensation of his younger cub's goatee and mustache on his own clean-shaven face when they kissed. He also liked how that goatee felt on his big balls when James went down on him. This thought, along with the magic that James' tongue was working in his mouth, soon had Bubba rock hard.
Before long they had gotten each other naked and James was astride his big beefy black-haired stud there on their couch. Bubba's big thick cock was hitting all the right places as James rode it, and they were both moaning loudly.
"Oh yeah, that's it ride my fuckin' cock!" Bubba groaned in his deep sexy voice.
Just then their doorbell rang. "Who in the world is that?" James said, settling down on Bubba's cock. It was 10pm and they didn't know of anyone planning to come see them that evening.
"We could ignore it," Bubba said softly. The TV was playing kind of loud on a music station, so Bubba doubted that whomever was at the door had heard them fucking. But, there came another ringing of the doorbell just then.
"Who is it?" Bubba asked, grinning at James as they both thought how funny it was that here James sat on Bubba's cock, both of them naked on their couch, and Bubba was saying, "Who is it?" as calmly and naturally as could be.
"It's us, Justin and Eric," came Justin's sexy voice.
"Oh hell, yeah!" James said, raising up and down once on Bubba's rock hard meat to punctuate his excitement.
It was then that Bubba realized he hadn't locked the front door when he took the garbage out earlier. Now he was rather glad of that fact. "Just come on in guys," Bubba said calmly, winking at James.
The front door opened, and Justin and Eric walked in, closing it behind them. Both of their jaws literally dropped at the scene they walked in on. Bubba was sitting back on the couch, his beefy hairy legs spread wide apart, feet flat on the floor. James was sitting in Bubba's lap, his legs wrapped around behind Bubba, his hands on the tops of Bubba's broad shoulders, and was plainly totally impaled on Bubba's rock hard, thick cock. They both were, of course, completely bare-assed naked. The hot cubby James had on his glasses, his brown hair was mussed, and his bubble butt was spread where it sat astride his man. Between them, Eric and Justin could see James' own thick cock sticking straight up, brushing against the dark fur on Bubba's tummy.
"FUCK!" Justin said deeply.
"We ARE, care to join us?" James asked playfully.
It wasn't long until Justin and Eric were naked and in the same position as were Bubba and James. The couples usually played together at least a couple of times a month, but they were all finding it extra hot, this unexpected, unplanned session. Eric leaned over to kiss James, as Eric rode Justin and James rode Bubba. They were all moaning and grunting, and before long it was over, everyone cumming at about the same time. Cum was running all down the chests of both Justin and Bubba. Everyone cleaned up a little (thank goodness for a leather couch, thought Bubba!) and Bubba then playfully suggested, "Sleepover? Let's take this upstairs for another round. What a nice surprise you two coming over at just the right fuckin' time - literally!"
"Well, that was hot as hell as always," said Eric, as everyone headed upstairs together. "But, I'm afraid we actually came over here with some bad news.
The two couples walked into Bubba and James' bedroom, everyone still naked. They sat down on the edge of the big king-sized bed together then. "What's wrong?" James asked.
James worked in the office of the factory with Eric. Eric broke the news about the impending closure of the plant. They all talked about this for a few minutes as they sat there. Both couples agreed that with unemployment benefits they would be all right, although obviously this was going to cut into their disposable income significantly.
"I'm just glad me and Justin both have good jobs," Bubba commented, wrapping his big arm around Eric's shoulders. "I'm so sorry for both you guys, and everyone at the plant though, this just sucks!"
"I know, and mood killer too, huh?" Eric asked glumly.
"Not necessarily, unless you just don't feel like more fun," James said with a grin. "We can't do anything about losing our jobs tonight anyway."
"I'm up for having my mind taken off my troubles for awhile longer tonight, too," Eric admitted playfully.
The two couples traded off partners and fucked again hotly there on the bed. It was a great outlet for their frustrations, and did indeed take their minds off their troubles, at least for a while.
"Oh, GOD, I'm gonna cum!" Bubba's deep voice rumbled.
"Uhn, yeah, do it!" Eric encouraged, shooting his own load all over Bubba's tummy as Bubba fucked him hard in the missionary position.
Meanwhile, Justin was giving a soft grunt as he always did when he came and James was in heaven getting pounded by the stud cop. He was soon shooting another big load of his own. The couples took turns showering, and Eric and Justin did decide to take the offer of spending the night with the other couple.
The next day, on Saturday, Brad and Jack were up and dressed fairly early. Billy Jack was coming to visit. He arrived about 11am, and they all talked for a long while. Brad liked his father-in-law to be immediately. Brad had a good relationship with his own parents. They were loving and accepting about his being gay. But, it was also great to have the free-spirited Alice as his mother-in-law to be, and now to meet Billy Jack, who himself was gay and also very free-spirited. As for Jack, he was finding it amazing how quickly he was bonding with his father. He knew now he could let go of the past hurt and enjoy knowing the man who had given him life.
It was another oddly warm day, so the three of them along with Alejandro the dog all went out and sat on the back porch together in the sunshine. "Before we know it it'll be time to get the pool going again," Jack commented.
"I bet you two have all kinds of fun out here," Billy Jack said slyly. With his twinkling blue eyes, he was an older version of his son, that is if Jack had a mustache and goatee. Brad and Jack both blushed at this comment.
"Oh, Lord, Daddy," Jack said with a laugh. "See, Brad, you can tell why him and Momma were drawn to each other way back when."
"Well, I'm just saying, me and my late partner sure had all kinds of fun in the sun by our pool back in San Jose, and you two are young and I'm sure you have great times out here," Billy Jack said candidly. Then his tone changed to a more serious one, "And, by the way, I like you calling me Daddy. Thank you, son."
Jack grinned. "Did it without even thinking. Look, you're my father and what is past is past. I have to admit I love having you in my life already. But, you're like Momma, you have no filter! I know I'm just getting to know you, but I DON'T want to talk about my sex life with my Daddy!" Jack laughed.
Billy Jack laughed as well, "All right, message received. I was just sayin', anyway."
Brad laughed. Just then the doorbell rang. The sliding glass door was open, so Jack just turned and called back through the house, "It's open, we're out back!"
Soon Barney Finkster came flouncing out onto the back porch. He sat his tiny-toy poodle, Fifi, down, and soon she and Alejandro were scampering around the fenced-in backyard together having a ball, as Barney sat down in a porch chair next to Jack's dad.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you had company," Barney apologized. Subtlety was not one of the cute old queen's stronger points, and he was very obviously checking Billy Jack Albertson out from head to toe.
"Leave something on me, I might catch cold!" Billy Jack quipped, quoting an old Eve Arden line.
"Oh, Lordy!" Barney rasped. "I, well, that is, umm." He blushed.
Everyone laughed. Jack spoke finally, "Barney, this is my Daddy, Billy Jack Albertson. Daddy, this is our neighbor who lives back there" - he motioned towards the tall wooden privacy fence in back of the covered pool - "Barney Finkster, and that is his dog Fifi out there playing with Alejandro."
Billy Jack and Barney shook hands. Barney was thinking how completely adorable this big, tall, beefy hunk of man was. Like a his-age version of that hot Jack, and no wonder, since he was his daddy. And Barney liked the goatee and stache, too, to him it made the father look even more handsome than the clean-shaven son! And good heavens, Jack had told him the other day about his father being G-A-Y! Gracious, but this could be really nice!
Billy Jack was thinking that Barney was pretty damn cute too. Billy Jack had always had a major thing for more effeminate, thinner men. This guy was certainly a character, he could already tell that, but he was also cute as hell. Reminded Billy Jack a lot of Paul Lynde, with whom Billy Jack had actually once had a tryst way back when out in California, before he had met his late partner. (No one ever believed that story, including Billy Jack's late partner Rick, but it was the God's honest - and Lynde had been a lot of fun, too!)
"I don't want to intrude on your father-son time," Barney rasped. "But, I heard the NEWS from Viv! I'm so glad y'all have set a DATE!"
The four of them talked a bit about Brad and Jack's upcoming nuptials. Brad and Jack let Barney know that the plan was to have the ceremony in Miz Vivian's big third-floor ballroom on Saturday, March, 3.
"That is such a coincidence that you are an event planner and were a florist," Billy Jack commented to Barney. "So was my Rick, for years, out in San Jose."
"I'm so sorry for your loss," Barney offered.
Billy Jack said, "Thank you, I loved him with all my heart. He's been gone over two years now."
Barney visited a few more minutes before heading home. Billy Jack spent the day with Brad and Jack and by the end of the day, they both felt close to the older Albertson. He told them that he was looking for a place there in Burnside County. "I want to be close to you, son. I've always liked this part of the state anyway, and it is not like there's a lot for me up in Annandale anymore."
After Billy Jack had left, Brad and Jack were talking. "What would you think of seeing if Daddy wanted to do route sales for us for the water?"
"Well, hiring family isn't always a good idea," Brad reasoned. "But, on the other hand, it isn't as though you or me is going to be running the company - Eric would be his boss, basically."
"I think I'll see if I can talk him into it. He did sales for years out in California and has a great personality for it," Jack commented.
Brad and Jack were still sitting out back on the porch. "This weather is so crazy," Jack commented. It was nearly dark and yet was still 60 degrees outside in late January.
"Yes, but you know when it breaks it'll be SO cold for a while again before spring," Brad commented.
"I don't mind that, I just hope it stays dry so the work can keep going up on the mountain," Jack said.
"This definitely makes me look forward to spring and summer," Brad said, stretching and enjoying the breeze, which was still warm even though the sun was setting.
Jack pulled his shirt over his head just then. "Feels great to me, too."
"Hey, it's not THAT warm," Brad said with a chuckle.
"Thought you might want a little outside naked time with me in advance of spring - but not in the middle of a snowstorm like a few weeks ago," Jack said with a chuckle.
"Mmm, talked me into it, baby!" Brad said. "I'll be right back!"
Brad got a blanket and returned to find Jack standing there totally naked in the grass at the edge of the backyard. Jack shivered, "Not so warm out here naked!"
"I'll warm you up, big guy!" Brad said with a grin. He spread the blanket, and Jack started helping Brad quickly get naked. They tumbled to the blanket together, their naked bodies entwined as the stars shone brightly overhead.
Soon Brad was licking at Jack's backdoor, causing him to moan softly. Jack soon raised his legs and Brad entered him slowly, tenderly. They became one again there in the soft starlight of the unseasonable January evening, which was made even warmer by the sweet love they were making.
TO BE CONTINUED...
*NOTE: The author welcomes positive comments and feedback from other adult gay males. Send emails to bradleyjcarson@gmail.com and I will look forward to hearing from you and responding. I especially want to hear from you if the story causes you to have a good orgasm...or several! Also, if you happen to be a gay man who physically resembles the character of Jack Albertson as he is described in this story and you have pics of yourself that you would like to share with me, I'd really love to see them!