“P” Is For the Peeping Pat
by: E Walk
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Chapter 2  

Roasted and Fried

When I returned to the house, the guys were waiting for me.  Ethan started, “Dad, I think you have a lot of explaining to do.  Why were you and the Sheriff sitting around naked?”

“Guys, the Sheriff and I did nothing wrong.  We were just visiting.”

Mike quipped, “Sure, everyone invites the sheriff in and coerces him to get naked so they see what he was packing between his legs.  Uncle Steve, you aren’t turning queer on us are you?”

Donny interrupted, “Mike, that was uncalled for.  What Uncle Steve does is his business and not ours.  Look at it this way, if the Sheriff keeps Uncle Steve occupied then we won’t have to worry about him.”

All four guys were laughing.  Nate spoke up, “Dad, the Sheriff is a hunk and you should go for it if you want.  We won’t interfere.  Let’s just hope that his two sons are good guys and can handle it when they hear you crying when the Sheriff is abusing your body.”

I was getting a little pissed off at the way they guys were talking, “Guys, I’m offended by this kind of talk.  I have done nothing to warrant this verbal abuse.”
 

Ethan came and hugged me, “Dad, it’s time that you found something or someone to occupy your time, other than your writing.  Nate will be going to college next year and it will be only a couple of years before I will be leaving.  We’re afraid that you’re going to turn into a hermit.  Dad, you’re still young and good looking.  We can understand your reluctance to become intimate with another woman, after the way our birth mother treated you and us.”

I was getting frustrated, “Guys, why all of a sudden are we having a discussion like this?”

Nate answered, “Dad, I can’t ever remember you sitting around naked with a visitor as you were the Sheriff, tonight.  It was obvious to me that neither of you were exactly flaccid when I came out on the deck to tell you that we were home.  If I were gay, I’d try to seduce him.  He seems like a very caring person, if he wants to make sure that his two teenage sons are taken care of.  I’m anxious to meet them tomorrow to see if they have any problems that the Sheriff didn’t tell us about.”

“Guys, I suggest that we go to bed.  We’ll go to the nine thirty church service, grab some food at Maylin’s, do the grocery shopping for the week and pick up some things for dinner tomorrow night.”

I had taken my shower and was lying in bed thinking about the day and how my creative juices were interrupted by the arrival of the Sheriff.  There was a knock on the door, “Come in.”

Nate came in, “Dad, I apologize if we upset you tonight, but when I saw you and the Sheriff on the deck, you looked so right together.  Ethan and I are concerned about what will happen to you when we aren’t around anymore.  You never go out.  Dad, you’re a handsome man.”

“Nate, I never thought that I could be gay.  I don’t trust women after what your Mother did to us, but I think it was for the best.  All I’m asking is that you don’t try to push me into something that I’m not ready for.”

“Dad, the four of us are not trying to push you into anything.  Just so you know, Don and I have been messing around ever since we turned 15.  We have done everything except have anal sex.  We decided that would not be appropriate, since neither one of us thinks we’re gay.  Dad, we love you, but you need to have a life other writing dumb stories.  We have all the money that we need, so have some fun.”

I hugged Nate, “Son, I’ll think about your advice.  I suggest that you get back to your bed companion.”

“Dad, Don is already asleep and besides, my well has run dry.”

After Nathan left I began to wonder what he meant by my well has run dry?  I guess I’ll have to check with Nate in the morning to see what he meant by that comment.

I guess I finally fell asleep, because I was awakened the next morning by Ethan, “Hi Dad, here’s your coffee.  It looks as if you must have been having a good dream.  I’ll tell the other guys that you'll be down as soon as you take care of business.”

I took a shower and started to wonder, ‘Why all of a sudden are my sons worried about my sexuality?’ 

When I arrived in the kitchen in my go to church clothes, Nate looked at me, “A little overdressed, aren’t you Dad.”

“I thought I would save time, and besides, everyone is picking on me.”

After church, we stopped at Maylin’s place for an early lunch.  She gushed over the four guys, “You sure are gonna make some women happy someday.  Too bad I can’t say the same thing about Mr. Sloane.”

I looked at Maylin, “What is this?  Pick on Steve Sloane week or  something?”

Maylin pinched my cheek, “Why Stevie, how could you ask such a question?  It's good to have you back where you belong.  Donny and Mikey, are you spending the summer with these nude freaks?”

The four young guys were laughing but Ethan sputtered, “So you’ve been spying on us too, Miss Maylin?”

Maylin laughed, “I’ve had my carrier pigeons flying overhead checking to see how much you have grown since last summer.  The results are rather startling.  Guys, I feel so sorry for your Daddy.”

After our meal, we went to the local grocery store.  Ethan looked at me, “Dad, remember that the four of us won’t be there for dinner after tomorrow until the weekend and maybe not then. You should probably think about going out for dinner.  You will get awfully tired of TV dinners.”

When we got to the lake, the guys unloaded the van.  I got nude and was putting the things away when Nate asked, “Dad, is that the dress of the day?”

“Why not?”

Ethan frowned, “Dad, we haven’t met the Sheriff’s two sons.  What are they going to think if we are all naked?”

“You guys are all prudes.  If the Sheriff hasn’t arrested us, then he can’t object to the way we choose to dress.  If his sons have a problem with it, then we probably shouldn’t consider having them here during the day.”

I had four naked teenagers standing in front of me faster than I could say Bugs Bunny.

I was fixing some things for dinner and the teenagers were out by the lake doing whatever.  I looked out the window and they had the fishing pools out.  I thought to myself, ‘I hope they don’t snag their not so little worms with those hooks or we will have to make a trip to the emergency room.’

I had just sat down at my computer when the doorbell sounded.  I looked out the window and saw the Sheriff’s car so I just opened the door not worrying about my state of dress. “Welcome Kincaid family.  Pat, I hope you explained the rules for the house, here.”

The Sheriff shook his head, “No, I figured we had better get here first and perhaps you could explain the rules of the house to my two sons.  The one on the right is Shawn and the other is Shane.

I shook the two guys' hands but Shawn was having a difficult time looking at anywhere except my pelvic area.  “Okay, Shawn and Shane, when there are no women in the area, we are always naked.  That’s the way I like to work.  The four guys are out by the lake pretending that they are fishing.  Let me go call them.

I took the visitors to the deck, “Hey guys, our guests are here.”

The four guys were naked of course and came to the deck and I

introduced Shawn and Shane.  Shawn was showing a definite bulge in the front of his jeans.  After the introductions, I looked at the three visitors, “Time to get appropriately attired.”

Pat and Shane started to get undressed, but Shawn stood as if he was frozen. “Mr. Sloane, I don’t think I can do that.”

Ethan responded, “Shawn, either you comply, or we’ll help you.”

Shawn looked at his Dad, “Dad, let’s get away from these perverts.”

Ethan grabbed Shawn, “Look, we’re not the ones sporting wood; you are.  If we’re going to baby-sit you, then you need to comply with our Dad’s rules.”

“Let me go, you asshole.  Why would you baby-sit us?  I’m as old as you are?”

I grabbed Ethan, “Son, back off.”

I looked at Pat, “Sheriff Kincaid, I gather that you didn’t explain to your sons why you were invited here this afternoon.  I think we need to sit down and talk to Shawn and Shane and explain the rules and why you are here.”

Pat nodded, “I probably made a mistake by not telling Shawn and Shane why we were invited here.”

I looked at Nate, “Nate, get everyone a drink and  then we’ll talk.  I’d like a beer, please.  Pat how about you?”

“A beer sounds good to me.”

Nate looked at the guys, “I’m not your servant.  You can get your own drinks.”

I watched as five naked teenagers and Shawn who was still wearing his jeans and shirt went into the kitchen.  When everyone was seated on the deck, I started.  “Shawn and Shane, we have very few rules around here.  The reason we are naked is that I am a writer and I found early in my career that my creative juices are more active when I’m naked.  That is why we are naked most of the time.  Nathan and Ethan are my sons and they have grown up seeing me naked.  Don and Mike are my nephews and they've been around me since they were little guys.”

“The second rule of the house that there will be no profanity.  That simply will not be tolerated.  The third rule is that we have to wear a shirt for the evening meal.”

“Now as to why you’re here; your Dad stopped by last night and asked if you could spend the days here with the guys?”

“Ethan, you need to apologize to Shawn for pointing out to everyone that Shawn was in an aroused state.”

Shane started to laugh, “Mr. Sloan, why can’t you people talk so we can understand what you’re saying?  Why didn’t just say that Shawn had a hard on?”

Shane turned to his Dad, “Dad, why would you want us to spend the days here?  We’re old enough to take care of ourselves.”

“Sons, I would just feel better if you were around other people when I’m working, in case something should happen.  I figured that you would have a good time being around the four guys.  Besides, they need you to baby-sit their Dad when they go to work in the afternoon.”

Don spoke, “Guys, both Nate and I have cars, in case you would need to go somewhere.  Let’s go look around.  Shawn, take off the clothes.  It’s okay if you have a hard on.  We all get them from time to time.”

Shawn stood and started to take off his clothes, “Everyone, just so you know, I think I’m gay.”

Ethan scowled, “What does that have to do with anything?  Just because you think you’re gay, doesn’t mean that you can’t get naked.”

Pat and I watched as the six naked guys went down to the dock area.  I turned to Pat, “Did you know that Shawn thinks he’s gay.?”
 

“No, but I should have guessed.  He turns 15 tomorrow.  He has been pretty much a loner since we moved here.  Shane on the other hand always has friends around.  I think being around your sons might be good for both of them.”

I chuckled, “I think you’re just making excuses so you can gaze at my masterpiece.”

Pat surprised me.  He reached over and put his hand on my masterpiece, “I can only stand to look so much.  I'm afraid it would blind me if I looked at it anymore.”

I pushed his hand away, “You better be careful or I’ll call the sheriff and charge you with molesting an old man.  We better go finish dinner before we get into trouble.”

As we were fixing the rest of the things for dinner, it felt so right to have Pat working with me.  I went up behind him and put my arms around him, “I could get use to having a man around the house.”

He turned to me and laughed, “You’re just trying to get into my pants.  It ain’t going to work, mister, since I ain’t wearing any.”

I looked at his penis and it definitely was inflated, “It seems that Shawn’s Daddy is having the same problem that Shawn had.”

“Yeah, look who’s calling the kettle black.  Now knock it off before we make fools of ourselves in front of our children.”

I started the grill and the boys started to come toward the house.  Shawn was the first to arrive, “Mr. Sloane, is there anything that I can do to help.”

“No thanks, Shawn.  Everything is just about ready, thanks to your lazy Dad.”

When everything was ready, I put on my shirt and that was the signal for everyone to do likewise.  When everyone was seated, I blessed the food.  As we were starting to eat, Shane questioned, “Mr. Sloane, I still don’t understand why the only clothing that is required is a shirt?”

“Look around Shane. You can’t see anything else can you?”

Shawn started to laugh, “But Mr. Sloane, what if someone keeps dropping their napkin and bending over to pick it up.”

Ethan giggled, “Yeah, Dad.  I wondered why you kepi dropping your napkin?”

I felt Pat’s hand on my penis.  He whispered, “I get it.  You can touch it all you want, but you can’t look at it.”

I pushed his hand away.

As we were finishing, Nate asked, “Dad, can we take the van to the stadium to go to the baseball game and watch the fireworks?  That way all six of us could go in one vehicle.  Mr. Kincaid, we’ll make sure Shawn and Shane get home safely.”

I shrugged my shoulders, “That’s fine with me.  I’ll get you some money while you guys are doing the dishes.”

After the guys left for the baseball game, Pat and I went to deck, “Pat, you mentioned that tomorrow was Shawn’s birthday.  What plans have you made to celebrate?”

“Since I have to work tomorrow, I thought I would take the guys and my mother out to dinner.   I tried to get Shawn to invite some friends, but he wasn’t interested.”

“Why don’t you invite your mother and bring the boys out here for dinner?  I can surely find something the guys would like.  What does Shawn like to eat?”

“I guess if I had name one thing that he really likes and we don’t have very often, it would be lobster.   Lobster is pretty pricey.  Shawn isn’t my picky eater, Shane is.”

“I’ll figure out something, we’ll plan dinner for 6:30.”

“Steve, are you sure you don’t mind?  You don’t always need to be feeding us.”

“Pat, I’m sure.”

Pat stood, “Steve, I need to go check in at the office to make sure that everything is okay.  Thanks for everything.  I’m afraid if I stay here much longer, I might do something I’m not ready to do.”

I felt like I had been kicked in the gonads.  I watched as Pat got dressed.  I pulled on my trusty Bermudas and walked him to his car.

He opened the window on the driver’s side, “Steve, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I don’t know why I did what I did, but I leaned into the cruiser and kissed Pat on the lips.  I thought at first he might take a swing at me, but he started to respond.  Finally he pulled away, “Steve, that’s why I need to leave.  I’ve been wanting to do that all afternoon.  I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess.”

I watched as Pat pulled away.  ‘Steve, what's happening to you?  You’ll probably never be able to write again.’ 

To be continued...

Editor's Notes: Well, I know already that this is going to get very interesting.  I can imagine some very nice things that are going to happen.  I want more, lots more!

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher

Posted: 10/01/10