A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter

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Chapter 80
Meeting Our Families 

Back home--my home--we checked into a motel, for lack of a better place to stay, then went to see my brother and his family. He was quick to tell me that I had package from a surplus store.   Jason said he wasn’t in any hurry to see his brother. I wanted to meet him; I held a deep curiosity whether he was anything like the man I remembered in my dream.  When my brother found out we were staying in a motel, he insisted that we check out and stay with them. I mean the whole family insisted on it, including Hunter and Melissa; maybe especially Melissa. I suspected she might have ulterior motives about Jason. My brother knew of Jason, but not the extent of our relationship.  And I had not told them about bringing the boys back; I had not even told them when I was being discharged. 

Everyone was delighted with the two boys but I could tell already that Jason would take some getting used to for them.  He wasn't good at meeting people and I could sense his attitude as a bit distant and moody, withdrawn, even with me at times.  My brother liked him but just didn’t know what to make of him.

“You have to understand, Brian, he is a highly trained killer, putting it mildly, and he’s going to take a while getting used to being a civilian.”

“You were a sniper,” he reminded me. “How’re you handling it?”

“Actually, it’s too early to tell.  But he was better at it than I was, and he did it for a longer time,” I said.  I laughed. “But don’t worry, you don’t have to be concerned that he’s going to go nutso and slit everyone’s throat in the middle of the night.”

The living arrangements at Brian’s were okay, but a bit crowded. Jason and I and the two boys shared the spare bedroom, with one bed and two sleeping bags.  Hunter’s bedroom was down the hall, so we would be sharing a bathroom.  Melissa and the “marrieds” were downstairs.

“Well, now it starts,” Jason said as we were settling in that first night.

“What starts?” I asked.

He motioned toward the queen-sized bed.  “Do we put the boys in the bed, or do we raise eyebrows by us taking the bed together?”

I laughed. “I don’t think anyone is going to be coming in to check on our sleeping arrangements.  And if they do, hey, we’re just making do. I think the boys would be more comfortable on the floor than we would.”

We put the two boys in the tub together while Jason and I took the shower, but not together. One of us watched the boys while the other showered.

As we were drying them off, Kyle asked in a whisper, “Can we sleep naked here, too?”

It must have shown on my face that I wasn’t sure it was a good idea.

“Sure, let ‘em,” Jason said.

“All right, but let’s not tell anybody,” I told them.

We tucked the boys into the sleeping bags on top of pallets of quilts and blankets then crawled in bed. Jason looked at me with a pained smile.  “I’ll be glad when we’re all in our own place,” he said.  "Wherever the hell that may be," he added.

“We can start looking after one of us gets a job,” I said.  “We never talked about it; do you have any ideas what kind of place you want to look at?”

“Definitely out in the country, with trees and a big yard,” he said. “We need plenty of room for the boys to roam around and grow up. We have to have one huge tree for a treehouse.”

I had a place pictured in my head, but it was from my past and such a place probably didn’t exist.

“We can still make do, here, for a while,” I said with a mischievous grin as I shoved my leg between his thighs and nudged his balls.

“Careful,” he whispered.

I ran my hand down his stomach, into his pubes and found his cock.  It began to swell in my hand.  Just then a cute little head appeared over the edge of the bed.

“Can I sleep with you like before?”

Jason and I looked at each other and smiled. “Now it starts,” he said again.  Then he rolled over and pulled Devon into bed with us.

“Come on, Kyle, it’s okay,” Devon said as he was being tucked down between us.

Kyle crawled in too, and Jason tucked him down between us along with his brother.  It was a wonderful moment.  We were all naked, but there was nothing sexual about it.  That was over the instant we heard the boy’s voice.  It was just a wonderful, warm feeling, having the two boys tucked safely between us.

The warmth from our bodies made the boys go right to sleep. Jason and I lay there with them tucked down between us and just looked at them.

“I’m glad you talked me into this, I think,” Jason said.

“It didn’t take all that much convincing,” I said.  “In fact, I think it was your idea to bring Kyle.”

“Was it?” he said, smiling down at the boys.  He brushed his hand across Kyle’s forehead then did a surprising thing; he kissed him.

“Could I have one of those?” I asked.

We both rose up and leaned over the boys to kiss.  It turned passionate and we had to part.

“Are we going to do that in front of them?” he asked.

“We just did,” I said.

“When they’re awake.”

“I don’t think we should,” I said.  “They’ll think it’s the norm and I wouldn’t want them to say something and expose themselves to ridicule.”

“They’re going to figure out real quick that they have two dads while the other kids have a mom and a dad.”

“No, they each have only one dad,” I said.  “And that’s not so unusual.”

“When will we tell them, about us?” Jason asked.

“When they’re old enough to start figuring things out on their own,” I said.

“Do you think your brother knows?” he asked.

“He’s never given any indication if he does.”

“Will you tell him?”

“If and when the time is right,” I said.

Jason put his hand lightly on Kyle’s chest.  “This isn’t going to be easy, is it?”

“We never signed on for easy,” I said.

To be continued...  

Posted: 04/10/15 rp