Toby's Journal

I then tossed down my cellphone and went to the mirror in my bathroom and looked at my own reflection in it and there I realized that I was not my late father's son but someone else’s and I had a pretty good idea on who it was.

After I calmed down somewhat, I went back into my bedroom, and read the missed text messages.  One was from Jake saying that he managed to make alternative but expensive arrangements for the four of us for after the prom but that it required an adult, and that this adult asks to be compensated for the cost and inconvenience.

I texted Jake back and wrote: “will do.  I hope I have a good line of credit with our benefactor but the debt will be paid off as well as my gracious thanks.”

I then read the text from Joey Bob, it read:  “there is a lot more information that Bobby Joe and I found.  Stuff that you need to see.  That Viking guy fucking looks just like you.”
 

I texted Joe Bob and wrote: “the one grand was just a down that you guys well earned.  I want to see it all.  Tell your brother that I will pay the bill in full.”

I then threw down my phone on the bed and then got ready for the prom by taking another shower, brushing my teeth, and giving myself a very close shave and definitely making sure that I didn’t cut my own cleft chin with the razor.

As I was in the bathroom, mom knocked on my door and yelled, “Sean Tobias are you almost ready?  Your friends will be here soon and I would like to have a photo with just you and us.”

I yelled back, “just about mom.  I'll be down soon.”

Once done shaving, I wiped off my face, lathered it up with aftershave and then got dressed in the tux.

Once I was dressed into it and getting reacquainted with tying a bow tie, I went downstairs with my overnight bag that had a change of clothes, my Dopp bag, and just in case I scored with Annette (or maybe Jake) my box of rubbers just to see mom taking photos of me with her cellphone in one hand and her Vodka Tonic in the other and saying to me, “if only your father was here.  You are a spitting imagine of him.”

All I could do was smirk some and say, “I wish that dad was here as well.  Mind if I have a have a half shot to relax me some?  I'm a bit nervous you meeting my date Annette for the first time.”

Mom says, “sure Sean Tobias, but don’t overdue it.  I cannot wait to meet her.”

I thanked my mom and then went into the office, took the keys to Ted's lake house of my pocket and then tossed them under the couch that was in there.  I then filled up a big shot of bourbon, took a big sip of it, then looked at the painted portrait of the man who I believed to be my father and said to myself, ‘why did you lie to me Patrick?’

I then slammed the rest of the drink when mom came in and said, “Sean Tobias, your friends are here.”

I looked at the portrait of Patrick again and said silently to myself  “I know that your are not my father but you loved me like I was your son, now I want to know why you kept if from me you son-of-bitch.”

I went into the living room to see Jake, Monika, Annette, and mom seated on the sofas getting acquainted with one another.  When I came in, I sat next to Annette who was chatting away and dominating the conversation.  I gave her a nice peck of a kiss on a cheek while mom stared on.

Mom said, “Sean Tobias, I was just getting to know your friends here, doesn't Annabelle look lovely?”

Annette replied back, “It's Annette, Mrs. O’Malley” in her thick New Jersey accent.  Mom curtly responds back, “it's Mrs. Williams.  I am remarried.  So how did you and my son meet?”

Jake then broke in and said, “our apologies Mrs. Williams but we are on a tight scheduled for tonight.  Dinner reservations before the prom.  The venue is downtown so we have to find parking and all.”

Mom said, “I understand.  You young people wish to make the most of the evening.  Mind if I take few photos though.  You all look so elegant.”  I said sure mom but like Jake said we gotta go and we are all riding with him.”

As we posed were about to pose for photos, Annette yelled out, “Sean, are you forgetting something?”

With all that has happened over the past couple of hours my mind was a total blank.  I looked at Jake who didn’t say anything but tapped a finger on the left lapel of his tuxedo.  I saw that he had a boutonniere on.  I then saw that Monika had a matching corsage on her left bosom.  I just whispered, “aww fuck. Sorry. I'll be right back.”

I then went to the kitchen fridge to grab the container with the flowers and went back.  Mom had to instruct me where to put it on Annette while Jake snickered.  I looked into Annette’s face and she was not happy.  Mom then took pictures of me doing it.  Then it was Annette’s turn to pin the boutonniere on me, and mom took more photos.

After all that was done, we all posed for pictures for my mom to take.  Then Jake says, “sorry ma'am but we have to go.  Dinner reservations and all.”

I then say, “see you tomorrow mom.  I gotta go.”

Mom says, “at what time Sean Tobias?”  I just coldly replied, “when I get back.  Our dinner is still on you and Ted, right.  Bye mom.”  Mom was about to say something but I then grabbed my overnight bag and we all left the house to Jake’s car.

On the way to Jake's car, Annette said to me in a loud voice, “your mother is a real piece of work.  I could tell that she was staring down at me the whole time and getting my name wrong on purpose.”

As I opened up the backseat car door for Annette to get into her seat all I could say is, “yes she is Annette but you don't have to live with the bitch.  I do.”

Jake seated Monika in the front side passenger seat, then got in the driver's seat.  He popped the trunk so I could toss my bag in.  There I the other's bags and a massive ice chest of tonight's post-prom “refreshments".

Once we were all in and buckled up, Jake drove us all off to the prom.

Along the way Jake said, “so we had a slight late change of plans ladies and Toby.  I had to call a big favor to my ‘Scottish uncle’.  He managed to score a suite at the hotel where the prom is at.  It's not a cheap place but good thing there was a ‘cancellation' at the last minute.”

All I could says is, “sorry about the change in plans Jake, my dick of a step-dad decided to go to the place where I had in mind.”

Jake says, “no worries.  Shit happens.  We have a back up plan but my very frugal ‘Scottish uncle’ expects to be well compensated for the inconvenience and he says that he has a package for you.  Not sure what he meant by that.”

All I could say is, “it's a long story but for tonight I want to put that behind me.”  I then looked over at Annette.  She was staring out the window as we now rode along the highway towards downtown.  I then whispered to Annette, “I forgot to tell you how beautiful you look” as I attempted to hold her hand.  Annette just huffed back at me and kept staring out the window.

I then look forward to see that Jake has his right hand on Monika's left thigh as he kept on driving with his left one and was gently caressing it.  Monika then reprimanded Jake to keep both hands on the wheel.

I then mimicked Jake and said to Annette, “I am sorry about earlier", as I caressed her thigh and then said, “it’s just been a rough day for me.  The game and all.”  I then gave Annette another kiss on the cheek.

This time around Annette was more responsive in that she immediately and impulsively started to lock her lips with mine and kiss me hard while starting to rub a hand on my crotch of my tuxedo pants as if she was trying to find my where dick underneath them.  We kept this up for several moments until I felt Annette's fingers get to the zipper of my tuxedo's pants and start to unzip it while I just sat back and let her do it. Annette had the zipper all the way down and was about to reach her hand into the fly and feel for my dick when Jake said, “hey guys, where here.”

Annette quickly took her hand out of my pants and I quickly zipped up my fly as Jake drove us to the portico of the hotel.  We both let the babes out first, then Jake got a luggage cart and said to me, “lets get the provisions out.”

I did what Jake said as we offloaded the ice chest and the luggage onto the cart.”

Both Annette and Monika look confused as Jake and I fill up the luggage trolley until he says, “this is part of the plan ladies.  Act like we belong here.  I'll do the talking.”

Annette chimes in and says, “this is some nice digs Jake, a simple hotel room will do.”

Jake responded, “yeah but we are minors so they won't rent rooms to people under 18 and the prom in in the ballroom and the restaurant where we are having dinner is on the corner so do me a favor Annette and shut the fuck up for once.  I got this.  Just do what I say and follow my lead.”

Annette then said to me, “Sean, are you going to let Jacob talk to me like that.”

Of the many annoying habits that Annette has is by always calling people by their proper names even when they are good acquaintances.  I just replied back to Annette, “Jake has this.  He is doing all of a good favor so yeah Annette please do shut the fuck up for once and go with the flow.”

Annette just huffed and pouted for a moment while both Jake and I took the luggage trolley into the hotel's lobby while she and Monika went in through the regular doors.

Jake and I then then went up to the front desk.  We were met by a receptionist.  Jake then said, “I believe  my uncle here is staying here. I don’t haven’t his room number but his name is ‘Thomas Connor’, would you mind calling is room to say that his nephew Jake is here?”

The desk clerk then called the room, spoke to Jake’s ‘uncle’ and directed us to his room which was on the top floor of the hotel.

At we rode in the elevator to the top floor, I said to Jake, I said to Jake, “’Uncle Thomas Connor’ is that some sort of alias”?

Jake replied, “not sure what you mean Toby?”

I just said, “never mind.”

We all went to the room were Jake’s ‘uncle’ was in and Jake knocked at the door and immediately the tall Scotsman answered and said, “your fucking late Lads and Lassies.”

Both the babes gasped a bit due to the intimidating Scot berating Jake due to his massive size and fiery red beard.

Jake then said, “good to see you to Angus and thanks for helping us out here.”

Angus just let out a grunt and said, “this is best I could do on short notice and I expect to be paid back.  Rooms like this are not cheap.”

Jake was about to say something when I stepped in and said, “we all thank you for helping us out on this situation sir because it is all my doing and I you will be properly reimbursed for your time and expense just as you and your family did us the favor before.”

Angus replied to me and said, “I hope so Laddie and the package that my lads made up for you is on the desk.  I will be on me way now.  Have fun tonight but don’t trash the hotel room like Zeppelin did in 1969.”

I said thanks to Angus. He left us two key cards and left.

We all went into the massive hotel suite and boy was it decked out with two double room each with a king sized beds, wet bar, but with no booze, a mini fridge and a walk in shower.  Already I can tell that I will be writing Angus a big check once I can access my Trust Fund in a few days.

Jake and the girls looked around.  The girls then went into the bathroom to freshen up their make while Jake and I transferred the beers and managed to acquired.  That was when Jake said to me with a lascivious grin on his face and a twinkle in his deep blue eyes, “Monika and I will take that room.  You and Snooki can have this one.  Fuck I’m already getting a boner thinking about all the fun that she and will have later on tonight.”

When Jake said that I know that I was starting to get stiff in my tuxedo pants in that how hot and handsome how he looked. 

Jake usually dressed like a California surfing beach bum with his semi-long dark blonde hair a mess and in shorts and sandals to school but when he was dressed up and clean shaven he looked like a fucking stunning male model.

Once all the beer was in the fridge Jake then grabbed a bottle of bourbon and said to me, “want a shot before dinner”?  I said, “fuck yeah”.  He poured us both ones and we slammed them.  He then said, “I was sworn not to tell you this but I must say bro, that tonight just might be your night with Annette as well.”

I asked Jake what he meant.  Jake replied, “Annette really likes you, finds a bit shy and weird at times but you are a perfect gentleman to her and not her past past slimy ‘dago’ boyfriends.”

I listened to Jake as poured myself another shot of whiskey, slammed it and the said, “just get it out bro.  I can handle it”.

Jake then poured himself a shot, slammed it and said, “Monika told me that Annette really wants to make a ‘real man’ out of you, tonight, ‘Crop-Boy’.”

I didn’t know how to take the news but good thing I brought rubbers just incase that the situation arises but deep down I knew that this was once and done thing in that I was still in love with Jake.

At that time the girls came back from the bathroom.  Monika asked us if we were drinking?  Jake shamefully looked down and said that we were.  Monika then smacked Jake on the shoulder and said, “such brutes. Why did you not offer the ladies one.”

Jake then humbly apologies and the opens up the fridge and offers the girls drinks.  Monika took a chilled vodka while Annette said that she will have what we were drinking so Jake poured her a shot of bourbon.  Both the girls then slammed then hard then came up to us to give us a kiss on the mouth, with Monika locking lips with Jake and Annette trying to kiss me hard on the mouth while taking a hand to my crotch to rub on my dick some.  I kissed her back some as her hand rubbed along my entrapped dick and it did swell up some as she massaged on it. 

Annette then broke off our kiss then whispered in my left ear, “I heard that you play with ‘big stick’ and so want it want it in me, tonight.  It’s the perfect night to make it happen Sean.”

When she said that, my dick with its mind of its own got immediately hard on my underwear and pant nut I had a definite look on my face as well.

That was when Jake broke it all up and said, “it’s time kiddos.  More for that later but we got dinner reservations soon so we better be going.”

Jake and I then then escorted our prom dates to the restaurant that was attached to the hotel we were staying at and where the prom was occurring at.  Jake and Monika were embraced side by side and kissing  one another while Annette and I walked behind them: Jake and Annette were occasionally kissing one another as well.

I then imitated Jake's actions by wrapping my right arm around Annette’s full figured waist as we walked down the hall.  She did the same to me and even took a hand to my left butt cheek and gave it a firm squeeze.  I then looked at her, smile, nodded my head, and then kissed her.  Annette kissed me back.

As we were waiting for the elevator to go down to the lobby, Annette said to me, “your kind of dorky Sean and I like that.  I really do.  Maybe I can help you out later with you know.”

Never in a million years did I think that Annette was attracted to me but now I know that she was and boy was I confused now. 

I was confused in that for the past few years I was more attracted to guys (especially Jake) than girls.  Going to an all-male Catholic school for most of my life kind of made me prefer men, especially during puberty but now Annette is almost open and willing to take my virginity away.

I got hard thinking that my man-crush on Jake was just a crush because he was everything I wasn't because of my confused state of my sexuality, but with Annette, she just might fuck me straight.

I then kiss Annette again and this time I hugged her hard as I so and I am sure that she felt my boner right up against her leg as I did so.

Then suddenly the elevator arrived.  Jake and Monika went into it.  Jake said, “do you love birds want to ride with us, take the next car down, or maybe go back to the room?”  Jake then gave me wink.

Annette and I then broke off our kissing and got in the elevator and stood behind Jake and Monika.  On the ride down to the lobby, Annette and I continued to kiss and I even used one hand to caress one of her boobs which she didn’t mind at all.

Once the elevator got to the lobby, Jake said, “we're here kids so do we want to go have dinner or should we leave you all here and live out that famous Aerosmith music video, back when MTV was cool.”

Annette and I then broke off our heavy kissing, we giggled some and then got out of the elevator to cross the lobby to the restaurant where we had our dinner reservations at.  As we walked there, there were many couples and even a few of out classmates there lined up outside waiting to get in.  I saw Dean and Tommy in the line and asked him what was up with the line.  Dean said to me that it was a minimum of an hour wait time.

Jake then said to me, “this is bullshit.  You made the reservations for us Toby, right.”

I replied to Jake, “I did.  Follow me.”

The gang and I then went to the front greeting desk where a greeter was standing.  He was on his cell phone and wearing a head set while patrons were seated and lined up to dine.  Once he saw me and our group, he looked up from his cellphone and said, “sorry folks we are full at the moment, the prom and all.”

I then said to the snotty and inattentive greater, “we have a dinner reservations, O'Malley, party of four.”

The snotty host just replied back, “sorry sir, we cancelled all reservations tonight due to the very high volume of diners tonight.”

I then said, “I understand that but again my name is O'Malley.  Sean Tobias O'Malley.”

The snobby host then said, “you could be Brad Pitt for all I care, but we still have an hour waiting time for dinner now Mr. O’Malley, so if there in anything else I need to great the current guests that need to be seated.”

I replied back, “yeah you can calling for the MOD, if its the GM even better, now, and make it quick.”

The greeter then got on his headset while Jake tapped me on the shoulder and said, “look Toby they are filled up at the moment we can go elsewhere.  We have some time before the dance so we can go across the street and grab some Pad Thai or something.”

I looked at Jake and the girls and said, “no.  We are dining here.”

At that moment the restaurant’s General Manager came up to the host stand and said, “I understand there is a problem with your reservation Mr. O'Malley?”

I then looked the GM in the face and said, “yes there is.  May I have your name sir?”

The GM then looked a bit incensed that I was asking him for his name but eventually he said, “I am Andrew Llewelyn, the GM, now what seems to be the issue?”

I then extended my arm to give the GM a handshake while saying, “it is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Llewelyn, I am Sean Tobias O'Malley, the son of the late Patrick Sean O'Malley and I believe that my family owns this place so if you choose not to seat my friends and I for dinner immediately well then you better be updating your resume because in ten days I will be of legal age and thus a part owner of this restaurant.

"I just might make firing you and that snotty host who is breaking company policy with his buttons that support a certain alternative lifestyle and political causes as well as having earrings in both ears; both of which violate company dress code policy and you for allowing it, so now Andrew you have a choice, seat my party as well as another couple, or else.”

As I said this to the GM, I could see that he got a bit pale in that a seventeen-year-old was dressing him down some.

The GM then said to me, “my total apologies Mr. O'Malley" as he looked down at the seating chart and the said, “we do have one private dining space reserved for such immediate dining emergencies.  Garth here will show you the ways.”

I then replied, “no Andrew, you will seat us.  Garth there can find the first available table for my friends who are outside and standing in line as well, you can't miss them: one is a tall blonde and the other is shorter and has a goatee.”

The GM just said, “but of course Mr. O'Malley, this way please.”

The GM then escorted us to a very private spot in the restaurant and then said, “this spot is open for only our most exclusive guest for which we have a special menu for.  I will have a server here soon to take drink and meal order soon Mr. O’Malley.”  The GM then left. 

Jake and I then did the most gentlemanly thing by assisting Monika and Annette into their chairs then sat down.  Once I sat down next to Annette, she gave my upper thigh a big squeeze and looked towards me.  I looked back at her, placed a hand on her thigh and gave her a quick kiss.

Jake and Monika then got settled in as well with Jake wrapping an arm around Monika’s shoulder, giving her a quick kiss on the mouth before saying, “see babe I told you that Toby could get us in here.  He has a brass set of balls on him when the moment is right.”

Monika then asked me, “so Toby does your family own this restaurant?”

I just replied to her, “they might.  I am not involved in the business side of things for now but will be soon.”

At that point the GM came by again and introduced us to our server Mallory.  I then looked up at Mallory as she said, “it’s my pleasure to serve you Mr. O’Malley again and your guests tonight, may I suggest a drink before dinner?  We have a full bar at your service”.

Jake was about to say something when I interrupted him and said, “the ladies here would like a chilled vodka and a glass of Pinot Grigio while my friend here and I would like a Wellers neat.”

Mallory the passes out the menus to all of us and just says, “I am sure I can accommodate you Mr.  O’Malley, I just need to some IDs to make sure that you and your party of are legal age.”

I then whipped out my ID and said, “we are of legal age Mallory but just not in this country and we are hosting a Finnish Youth Ambassador here and since her father is the current ‘Charge de Affairs’ at the Finnish Embassy, thus having diplomatic immunity, I could ask her to order for us instead Mallory”.

Mallory just said, “yeah, got it. She is one some sort of diplomatic mission from Alderaan or Hoth or something.  This is the last time Toby until you are twenty-one. 

“I almost lost my pouring license because of you and that bitch that is your mother.  She almost got me fired for serving a minor so while your lady friend may have diplomatic immunity, you don’t so may I recommend a round of ice waters, sweet and or unsweet iced teas for four?  I will send another server to take your orders.”

Mallory then suddenly departed, Annette then said to me, “what the fuck was that about Sean?  Were you and her a thing or something? Before me? And you didn’t tell me about her?”

I turned my head to Annette and said to her, “look babe.  I only met her once. A few days ago.  She works at one of our family restaurants and she poured me a beer and gave me her cell number, but I never called her because well I was going through a very tough and emotional time at that time.  Just ask Jake.  He saved my life.  I was in the ER and at that time diagnosed with a fatal heart condition.  Am I right Jake?”

Jake then stepped in and said, “while I had my own problems to deal with during that time, because some faggot assistant coach was jerking off in front of me while we shared a room on a road trip, Toby is telling you the truth Annette; he almost died if it were for not me.  If I wasn’t there in the showers with him, he would currently be in a totally vegetative state, if not brain dead, but Toby is pretty much brain dead when he healthy and fit as well.”

Jake then reached across the table and messed up my finely groomed up hair.  I then called him a fucker for doing that.

I was about to do the same thing when Mallory returned and said, “here are your drinks, as ordered, Mr. O’Malley. Call it an early birthday gift from the General Manager” as she placed down of pinot grigio for Annette, a very chilled vodka for Monika, a Makers Mark for Jake, and a Wellers for me.  Mallory then said, “whenever your party is ready to order Mr. O’Malley, just let me know.  The dinner is on the house.  The GM also insisted upon it.”

We all thanked Mallory and gave her our meal order.  Once it was given, Monika and Annette excused themselves to use the restroom.  I stood for Annette while Jake stayed seated.  I then smacked Jake on the shoulder.  He got the message and stood up as the girls left for the restroom.

Jake and I then sat back down, took a sip of our bourbons, and then said, “Toby, I am saying this as your friend but what’s up with you, you don’t to seem to be your usual self lately.”

I just replied to Jake, “I have a lot of stuff on my mind these days Jake and I am fucking trying to keep it all together bro, trust me.”

Jake then asked, “I heard Angus say to you that Bobby Joe and Joey Bob gave you a package.  What is it?”

I then took another sip of my drink, and replied to Jake, “look I know that you warned me about them but I kinda needed them to do me a favor, more like a commissioned job.”

Jake then took a sip of his drink and replied, “what sort of job, breaking Hank’s and Jeff’s legs?  Those guys are brutes so not to be fucked with.  I know because their dad was kicked out from the Brits secret service.”

I just replied to Jake, “yeah, Joey told me but he passed his wisdom to his sons and I needed a computer hacked.”

Jake then took a drink and then asked me, “which one?”

I replied back, “just my step-father’s.  He has files on there that I want to see.”

Jake then asked me, “how come?”

I then downed the rest of my drink, then looked Jake in his blue eyes,  and figured that if there was anyone in the world that I can trust with what I suspected, then it was him, so I just said, “I have to get this outta me Jake and I hope that I can trust you with this, but I believe that the man who I believed to be my natural father is not, but someone else.”

Jake then slammed the rest of his drink and then asked me, “if your dad is not your natural ‘father’, then who do you think it is?”

I just bluntly said, “long story short; I believe that my pediatrician is my natural father as well as the man who raised me until he died and my step-father were lovers.  Fucked up I know.”

Jake then sat there in shock for a moment because he had no idea on how to handle the information that I just gave him, until his mind digested the information that I just gave him and said, “fuck Toby.  That is pretty fucked up thinking that.  What proof you got?”

I then pulled out my cell phone and about to show Jake the still photos of the video files that that Joey Bob texted me when the babes returned from the restroom.  This time both Jake and I rose at the same time as they sat down. . .