Tip & Ty
by: E Walk

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Chapter 17

Tip Becomes a Celebrity

This is Mark. 

I secured the condo and went to Zack’s room and got ready for bed.  I was lying there thinking about the past five days.  First, I get a job.  Next, I meet Zack and we go to the craziest wedding.  Now I am going to be involved in a play group cooperative and it looks like we are going to be moving to a castle.  I guess I had better go to sleep since tomorrow is going to be a busy day.

I was laying there manipulating my penis, thinking of Zack and before I realized what I had done, I had seminal fluid all over my chest and lower abdomen.

I carefully climbed out of bed and took another shower.  When I was ready to crawl back into bed, I decided to put a pair of briefs and a tee shirt.  I even put on a pair of pajama bottoms and it’s a good thing I did.

I had fallen asleep and was awakened by a deafening crash of thunder.  Before I knew what was happening, I had four smaller bodies in bed with me.  I had just been able to get the children calmed down when Ty came in.

Ty looked at his four children spread on the bed with me, “Come on children, the storm has passed us.  We need to let Nano Mark get his sleep.”

Bobby looked at his Dad, “Daddy, we're going to sleep with Nano Mark just in case.  He has his pajamas on.”  He lifted the sheet and blanket, “See.”

I watched as Mr. Jefferson left with a funny look on his face.  I thought to myself, ‘I’ll probably be fired in the morning.”

This is Ty.

When Tip and I went to his room, there was very little interplay.  I think we were both tired from our long day.  We took our showers and just cuddled after we kissed goodnight.  It felt so good to be able to feel his body next to mine. 

We must have fallen asleep, because all of a sudden there was this extremely loud crash.  We both jumped and sat upright.  Tip took control, “Ty, go check on the children while I check on the house.”

We both put on our robes and when I got the girls’ room it was empty.  I quickly went to see if they were with Bobby and Billy.  They were not in their room either, so I went to Zack and Mark’s room.  Guess what, all four of my children were in bed with Mark.  Bobby, in essence told me to buzz off, Dad.  “Nano Mark is decent so we’ll sleep with him just in case there is more lightening and thunder.  Good night, Daddy.”

I turned and went back to Tip’s room.  He was just returning from checking the downstairs.  I looked at him, “I think I’ve lost my four children.  They are all in bed with Mark.  Bobby just told me to buzz off because they were sleeping with Mark.  Poor Mark, he doesn’t realized he is going to be sacked in the morning for stealing the children’s affection from us.  Oh woe is me!”

Tip pulled me close, “Ty, you know, and I know that Mark was sent to us by a higher power.  If Zack likes him, and the children like him, he can only make our family stronger.  I am not sure that he won’t surprise us once the children don’t need a Nano anymore.”

We climbed into bed and the next thing I remember was that something was running up and down my penis.  I opened my eyes and saw Tip watching me as he was causing my penis to stir big time.

I pulled away, “Tip, I really need to use the bathroom.  We both went into the bathroom and Tip climbed into the shower while I secreted my excess body fluids, shaved and brushed my teeth.”

We exchanged places with much body touching.  Tip reminded me, “Mr. Jefferson, it is already 7:15 and I’m guessing that Mark already has the children downstairs.”

Tip here.

I watched Ty dressing and was thinking, “Why couldn’t we have been like this all these years.  I guess it wasn’t in the master plan until now, and besides, we wouldn’t have four wonderful children.  I guess I need to say my prayers of thanks.”

When Ty and I got to the breakfast area, the children were almost finished eating.  Bobby looked at us, “We ate all of the pancakes, so you will have to eat stale toast: and we drank all of the orange juice so all you can have is warm water.”

Ty hugged his four children and Mark handed each of us a cup of coffee and then returned with a plate of pancakes with sausage for us.

Mark and Bobby started to do the clean up until Mark sent the four children to get their things for school.  He reminded them to brush their teeth. 

Mark turned around, “Great picture of you on the front page of the Star, Doctor Washington.  Not every doctor gets to deliver twin boys on a flight that was diverted to Kansas City.  You will probably be so busy that you will need to have two or three assistants.  You might want to turn the television on to Channel 4 news.  They were advertising that they were going to be doing a feature on the young doctor who rushed to the Kansas City airport to make sure that twin boys arrived safely into this world.”

Mark flipped the television on, “I need to take the children to school now.”

Mark left and returned with four children wearing their backpacks

Ty looked at Barbie, “You don’t have to go, Barbie; I’ll stay with you until Nano Mark gets back.”

“Daddy, I gotta’ go to school like Billy.  Nano Mark and I hafta’ go to the bank ‘member?”

The five of them departed and Ty looked at me, “How do you like that; a three year old back talking to her father?  Now I know we need to fire Nano Mark.”

I laughed, “Ty, just try to fire Mark and you will have four offspring who will not be talking to you.”

Ty and I got ready to go to our offices after we had cleaned the kitchen, which wasn’t very difficult.  We hugged each other as we got into our vehicles and left for our destinations.

This is Mark. 

Barbie and I delivered the other children at the school.  We went to the office and signed in and we met with the other three children’s teachers.  I informed the teachers that I would like to volunteer in their classrooms for an hour each week.  The three of them agreed and I was going to be helping Billy’s teacher on Tuesdays, Becky’s class would be Wednesday and Bobby’s teacher, who was a young man, was very pleased that I would be in his classroom on Thursdays.  That meant that the play group would meet at the condo on Fridays.

After we left the school, I had Barbie sit at the coffee table. I gave her a picture to color and went to gather the laundry, so I wouldn’t waste the time until we needed to be at the Quinn house.

Barbie and I arrived at Mrs. Quinn’s house just as another gentleman was walking up to the front door.  Mrs. Quinn opened the door and greeted him and noticed that Barbie and I weren’t far behind.

As soon as she closed the door, Mrs. Quinn introduced us, “Mr. Hastings, these are two of the young people who will be living here.  The young lady is Barbie Jefferson.  The hunk with her is Mark Leavitt.  He is the representative for Mr. Jefferson that you requested to be present.”

Mr. Hastings shook my hand, “Mark, it’s very nice to meet you.  I guess I was expecting someone a little older.”

I looked at Mr. Hastings, “Sir, you can’t be anymore surprised than I am.  I still don’t know why I am here.”

“Since Mr. Jefferson is the person paying for the appraisal, I just felt that both parties should be represented.  Shall we get started with the walk through and walk around?”  Mr. Hastings asked as he pulled out a clip board.

I interrupted, “Sir, I’d like to get Barbie settled before we start looking around.  Mrs. Quinn, may I take Barbie into the TV room and find something for her to watch?”

“Of course Mark, she can rest on the sofa in case she gets tired.”

We took Barbie to the den/TV room and found something for Barbie to watch.

We started the inspection of the house and I will say this for Mr. Hastings, he was certainly very thorough.  He opened and closed every door we saw.  He tested all of the light fixtures and tried all of the water faucets to make sure they worked.  Everything was moving along quickly upstairs, until we hit the garage apartment.

It was like Mr. Hastings was thinking out loud, “Wow, what my wife and I wouldn’t give for a set up like this for my youngest son and his friend.”

Nothing more was said until after we finished the first floor.  When we started to look around in the lower level, Mr. Hastings started to say, “Holy sh__, my grandchildren would think they had gone to heaven if they could see this room.  It’s better equipped than some arcades.”

Mrs. Quinn spoke up, “Yeah, my dear husband was a game freak.  There is almost always someone using this room.  Kevin and Kelly look forward to having parties here.  Now would you like to look around outside, Mr. Hasting?”

He nodded yes and we went out the back and looked around the back and looked at the beautifully landscaped yard.  I thought to myself, ‘What a wonderful yard for the preschool co-op children to play in.’ Mr. Hastings carefully examined the exterior of the house as we moved around the house.  The front was also very attractive from the curb.

Mr. Hastings had finally seen everything that he wanted to see, “Mrs. Quinn and Mark, I’ll finish my appraisal this evening.  Mrs. Quinn, would it be possible for me to meet with you and Mr. Jefferson tomorrow night at 7:30?”

Mrs. Quinn looked at us, “I’m free, but I can’t speak for Mr. Jefferson.”

“Mr. Hastings, may I have Mr. Jefferson call you.  He is scheduled to be at a meeting with Mr. Hunter and the Kansas City Chief management this morning, so I have no way of contacting him right now.” I said, as I was looking at my watch.

Mr. Hastings looked like a light bulb had been turned on.  “Mark, Mr. Jefferson wouldn’t just happen to be the Tyler Jefferson who just retired from the Chiefs, would he?”

I was laughing, “Yes sir.”

Mr. Hastings scrunched his eyes, “Mrs. Quinn, I’ll make sure that Mr. Jefferson pays through the nose for this house.  After all, he just up and left us loyal fans without any warning.”

“Mark, please have Mr. Jefferson call me.  Here is my business card.  Now I need to get out of here since I have another appointment in thirty minutes.”

We said our goodbyes.  I turned to Mrs. Quinn, “Okay Dame Quinn, let’s go get an early lunch which will be my treat as long as you don’t go wild.” 

We went to get Barbie, who was asleep.  I woke her and took her to the bathroom.  We crawled into the van and Mrs. Quinn directed me to a nice delicatessen.  We got Barbie a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with some chips and a cookie.  Mrs. Quinn and I had a bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches with some fresh melons and a cup of soup.

We visited and finished eating.  I paid the bill and put down a tip and drove back to Mrs. Quinn’s house.  I helped her out of the van and gave her a kiss on the cheek.  “Tell Kevin, I’ll call him, so we can get together when things settle down.  I need to get home and start dinner.”

When we got to the house, Barbie started to play as I fixed a meat loaf and other things for dinner that I could put in the oven since it was going to be a busy afternoon.  It was just after two o’clock when Barbee and I arrived at the bank.

The young man at the reception desk informed me, “Mrs. Cummings will be with you shortly.  May I get you a cup of coffee or perhaps some lemonade?”

Barbie answered, “Lemonade, please.”

The young man brought us each a glass of lemonade.  Barbie and I were sipping our drinks and I was getting an uncomfortable feeling.  The young man kept staring at my pelvic area.

Fortunately, Mrs. Cummings came out, “Hi Nano Mark and Barbie, I have everything ready.  Mark, I hope you have all of the things that I asked you to bring.”

“Yes ma’am.”

When we got to her office, I handed her the package of papers that I had brought.  She started to work on the computer as Barbie sat on my lap.  She handed me some spread sheets, “Mark, do these look correct?”

I looked at them and handed them back to her, “Ma’am, they look about right to me.”

She shook her head, “Mark, might I ask how you managed to save this amount of money while you were going to college?”

“Yes ma’am, you may ask.  My Grandmother McDowell paid for my tuition, room and board as well as my books, like she has done or is doing for all of her grandchildren.  I worked while I was in college as if I were paying my own tuition.  It gave me an opportunity to live frugally and no one knew the difference.  I also saved most of my money that I received as gifts.”

Mrs. Cummings looked up, “Mark, are you saying you are a miser?”

“No ma’am, I have known since before I was a teenager that I was different from most boys, so why would I spend money to impress people?”

Mrs. Cummings interrupted me, “Excuse me Mark, while I make a phone call.”  She picked up the phone and dialed, “Marcia, I have a young lady in here who might need to go the bathroom and probably needs a snack.”

Mrs. Cummings had no sooner finished the call than a lady of thirty something came into the room. 

Mrs. Cummings drew the lady’s attention to Barbie, “Marcia, would you please see that Miss Barbie is okay while I speak with Mr. Leavitt.  We shouldn’t be long.”

Barbie crawled off my lap and went with this Marcia person against my better judgment.  I guess Mrs. Cummings could see I wasn’t exactly comfortable with what was happening.

Mrs. Cummings tried to alleviate my concerns, “Mark, relax Marcia is my daughter in law.  She will not let anything happen to Barbie.  She and my oldest son have four wonderful children.”

She stood and walked over to a sofa, “Mark, please come visit with me.”

I did as I was asked, “Mrs. Cummings, you want something, so please tell what it is.  If I can help, I will; but you are scaring me.”

“Mark, I have a fifteen year old grandson, who happens to be Marcia and Ken’s oldest son.  His name is Ryan.  He is so in need of someone to talk to.  He thinks he is gay.”

I held up my hand, “Mrs. Cummings, my degrees are in Early Childhood Development.  Yes, I am gay and I am exploring a relationship.  I also have another young teenager who is searching for his identity and has asked me for help.  Ma’am, I have four young children I am to be responsible for and they need to be my first priority.”

“Mark, I fully understand, but would you please just talk with Ryan?  His parents, Marcia and Ken, are having a very difficult time accepting the fact that their oldest son might be gay.”

My mind was being fried, “Ma’am, I don’t know why I’m doing this, but would you please give me Ryan’s phone number so I can call him or I can give you my number.  Perhaps I could introduce him to the other teenager who has a similar problem.  I must tell you that I would not advocate that there be any sex and in fact would strongly advise against it.  Relationships are not built on sex, but rather on the feelings that you feel for your partner.”

Mrs. Cummings was crying when I finished.  She sobbed, “Mark, I just wish our youngest son had had that same outlook.  He died from AIDS because he thought that relationships were formed because of sex.  He didn’t understand that love is more than sex.”

I moved over and put my arm around Mrs. Cummings, “Ma’am, I am so sorry.  I had no idea.”  I kissed her on the cheek.

“Mrs. Cummings, Barbie and I need to go to pick up the other children. Perhaps you and Ryan could stop over to our house tonight so we could visit.  I don’t think we have anything planned.  I have a question though, what are Ryan’s parents going to say if I see him sometimes just to talk?’’

“Don’t worry Mark; I’ll take care of them.  Thanks, Sir.”

I turned to her, “My name is Mark and not sir.”  I hugged Mrs. Cummings and went to collect Barbie and we left to get the other children.”

To be continued... 
 

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Editor's Notes:

It looks like things are moving right along doesn't it?  Mark is making good impressions on everyone. I think he is a very special person.  He has that wonderful quality of being able to get people to do the right thing without lording it over them to do it. 

It looks like Tip and Ty are finding that they really do love each other and it isn't just sex either, although I suspect they will do quite well in that department as well.  I think this story is progressing very well, and I can hardly wait for the next chapter. See you then.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher

Posted: 11/09/07