Our Senior Year and More

The next morning Tommy, Devin, Josh and I, went to my parents, dad was still in bed when we got there around 11am that was very unlike dad but as mom said, he was up late last night and we all stayed later than normal because we opened presents after services and caroling. Dad eventually heard us and came downstairs around 1:00pm we spent the day together mostly noshing out on stuff around the kitchen table while Devin and Josh tried to help mom prepare her traditional over the top Christmas dinner.

Meanwhile Dad and I retired to the living room by ourselves where he began a serious talk with me. At first I took it as a father son “catch up time”, but it soon had underlying reasons. I truly believe he was asking me to stay in town longer, but he just couldn’t bring himself to ask it, he told me how mom was very stressed between him and the store. So without even asking Josh, I told dad I’d stay and change my airline ticket from the day after New Year’s, as I still had 2 more weeks before the semester started, but Josh had to be back at his dads firm on the third. Dad jumped at the suggestion, now I just had to break the news to Josh at some point, I mean its only 2 more weeks, right?

Soon after the food was all cooking and the kitchen work settled down, we all settled down in the living room until dinner was ready. Mom came in carrying a bottle and Devin and Tommy followed with 6 glasses in their hands, I sensed a weird vibe coming from everyone, as they were kind of quiet and just staring at one another. Mom sat on the arm of dads recliner, Josh sat next to me on the couch. I kind of just stared back and was about to say something when Josh got up off the couch next to me and knelt down on one knee. Then my mom who was positioned next to dad, hugged him and began to cry, as my boyfriend Josh began to talk. “HOLY SHIT” this isn’t happening I thought to myself, I mean I expected us to be together as a couple but I never anticipated him proposing to me, especially on this trip. He began a ridiculously long drawn out speech, going on about our meeting and our trials and tribulations together, along the past 4 years, when I stopped him, I kneeled down with him and threw my arms around him saying “Shut the hell up, Yes , Yes, a thousand times yes”, and  Devin opened the bottle and poured it out, as Tommy passed them around and we toasted our happy life forever and ever together. Mom kissed Dad, Devin Kissed Tommy and I was crying along with Josh, as we both kissed each other. Shortly after I found out everyone was in on it including Josh’s parents, who we called immediately following via face time, Josh’s mom was crying before they even answered. Just then I thought about how wonderful and perfect my life was, and turned out.

We all ate dinner around 6 and dad only picked at his food before he retired to bed at about 7/7:30, mom walked him upstairs and made sure he was settled in. Josh, Devin, Mom and I played Monopoly till about 1am, she made Devin stop drinking about 11pm so he would be ok to drive us home. It wasn’t till Josh and I was laying in bed together, naked of course that evening, that Josh was trying to get frisky by fucking his new fiancé, oh my god, it dawned on me I’m no longer a boyfriend I’m a fiancé now. Then I totally forgot, and had to tell him, but in a bit woozy state, my plans to spend 2 more weeks here. It turns out he was so supportive and he immediately agreed, but I could sense he was a little upset that I didn’t include him in that plan, but of course he agreed, and downright insisted in the end, it was just a surprise to him, but he ultimately understood.

With that, I apologized and explained, “Well I kind of forgot all about it till now with all the other goings on tonight”, and I then I rested my head on his chest as I looked up at his cherubic face and I gave him a pouty look. He reached down and grabbed my ass cheek and said as he grabbed a handful very hard saying, “You know how I want to fuck this ass of yours”, and I smiled, and told him I’d rather be fucking his, but he already knew that. Then I reached down and stroked that hardening dick of his while never taking my eyes off his. I thought to myself those damn blue eyes and those dimples, then I glanced away and saw his left pink nipple just out of my eyes focus range, as I strained to see it, I brought my free hand up and began twirling its soft velvety skin between my fingers and because my head dropped slightly he leaned his head down and kissed my hair. Then I continued my gentle massage of his dick with my other hand. Now I’m thinking how similar his dick head skin, and his nipple skin feel in my touch as I tweak both simultaneously.

Josh is still stroking my ass cheek and we lay there for what seemed much longer than it actually was, as all my troubles disappeared and my overjoyed brain overtook my entire aurora, more like an out of body experience. I scoot my face even lower. I smell his distinctive skin on his stomach as my warm breath bounces off of it and back into my nose. He’s clasped his hands behind his head now, fully relaxed, with his legs slightly spread and I move both hands to his cock now as I slowly approach. My ear hears his heart through his abdominal wall and it seems to beat louder and harder the lower my face gets to his prized meat. My fingers slide softly up and down each side of that velvety smooth shaft, I feel my own heartbeat in my fingertips, I’m deep down hoping our heartbeats sync soon, as we become one.

Next I bent his shaft toward my mouth opened wide, but I take time to study it, and the shiny tip greased with a small spot of liquid pooled in the slit. I bend my tongue up and out and suck it right out as he jolts slightly with my warm moist touch. I pull that small droplet deep inside my mouth trying to savor every taste I can draw from that small sample. Then I decided to bypass his dick, and run my tongue down one side of his sack stopping briefly in the middle underneath, at the time, I thought of detouring by going down lower, but instead ran my tongue up the other side, with him spreading his legs wider to let me back in. my hands still circulating softly on that long hard rod, I drop back down underneath pressing into the lower crack. He instinctively releases his hands from behind his head and grabs on to his raised ankles, as he elevates his ass off the bed. I dive in deeper and lower and find his tight little bud, and I encircle it freely, I can even feel his moans through my tongue. I press in harder trying to open him up, but he’s applying back pressure not allowing me in. I release my hands from his dick denying him some of the pleasure, then he’s still forcing himself shut when I begin tickling his abdomen, and he jolts with my action and just then his guard came down unless he let me in, but my tongue began encircling his insides as he opened up wide.

He reached for the lube off the nightstand and passed it to me as he begged for my dick to be inside of him. I lubed him all up as he grasped for some and began jerking himself as I pressed my hard dick onto then into that hole, I slid right on in so easy with just the right amount of pressure surrounding me it was like he controlled his grip on me, we began pumping away with such desire and passion I came shortly after, as he sighed with pleasure and shot his own load between us, and I collapsed down onto him and it, cementing our bond between us. Alas I finally felt our heartbeats were one as I kissed my brand new fiancé goodnight.

The next day Josh and I spent the day up in Springfield, where we visited all the sights, all still decorated for Christmas, we visited all the stores, and we picked out a complimentary ring to mine for Josh, that I bought for him and we ended our night at a big fancy restaurant, and spent the night in a hotel. Of course the best sex ever, again, as it always is, away from home. We got back to Tommy’s about 10am and I drove down to Dads store to see Mom and the staff working hard. I put in about 4 or 5 hours with them helping them catch up, and Mom invited me home for some take out dinner. I called Josh and he met us there. Dad was in bed where he was supposed to be, he was still pretty wiped out from the Christmas visit, but made it down to pick at some food. Mom told us Dads appointment was with the doctor tomorrow, and wondered if I could go with them. Josh immediately insisted and agreed to go work in the store for us while we went for the initial test results.

After dinner mom put dad back in bed and Josh and I went back to Tommy’s. That evening we were all sitting in the living room and I came to the realization Dad indeed was worse than he let on, and he spent our time together trying to hide it, but things like the private father son talk, their crying love at our engagement, and his overall tired condition the last two days, had me more and more concerned. Tommy then admitted to me that he’s been that way for a few weeks now, and he too was concerned, after all Tommy and my dad have been like father and son since Tommy’s parents passed away. 

Josh tried to make me forget my worries that night in bed, but I really wanted no part of it. I was just going through the motions, I guess just letting Josh have his way with me and I didn’t even try to participate, I felt guilty and owed it to him, but it seemed no matter what he did got me in the mood, he finally gave up, and snuggled up next to me in bed, and kissed my neck as he whispered every word of support that he could think of, I grabbed his hand that was wrapped around my chest and pulled him in tight as I fell asleep in his arms worried but yet mentally satisfied.

The next morning I borrowed Devin’s car and dropped Josh off at the store and I headed home to pick up Mom and Dad. We got to the hospital and had an unusual wait, while we waited for the doctor I stopped by the café and got us coffee and donuts. Finally the doctor showed up and led us into a conference office. He searched around for a fourth chair but I offered that the window sill was good enough for me. I knew by the look on his face the news wasn’t good. He began by saying “There’s no easy way to tell patients these things, BUT it’s not all bad news, first off”. Then he put some scans up on the TV screen, as he pointed to areas of darkness. “You have, and this spot here is lung cancer”. Boom…..  just like that, no build up, no easing into it, just boom. The blood drained from all of our faces, and my mom began to cry as she grabbed dads hand and leaned into his shoulder. I wanted to punch that doctor, I was angry at him, as I continued to try to listen to him, but all I heard was wahh wah wah wanh wah wah wahn wah. Dad just sat there stone faced. After all he never smoked, and why him I thought? And then my thoughts were he’s wrong, this doctors just wrong, we need another opinion, then my very strong mom asked two simple words “But how?” and he went on to say “Any number of reasons, exposure to chemicals, pollution, second hand smoke, heredity and poisons”. I immediately thought of the store and the feed, fertilizers and pesticides and years ago how they were stored and handled, the dusty rooms, the awful smells, especially when the space was limited before my dad expanded the store and storage areas a few years back. Then the doctor said “But it is still “somewhat” early”, but he not as convincing as he could have been, we can send you up to Springfield General and begin a rigid regiment of chemo, and if we can’t kill it we can at least keep it from spreading and add years to your life”. Those words hit me hard “Years to your Life” for the first time I see an expiration date on both my Mom and Dad, sick or healthy. Then I realize that in 3 short days I went from ecstasy of Holidays, love, family, friends and being engaged to severe depression with my Dad’s heath. I pulled out my phone and quietly texted Josh as I wanted to scream, but I sent a sad face and the word “CANCER” in caps, to which he immediately replied with a sad tear emoji and then in caps YOU ALRIGHT?... then… YOU NEED ME TO COME? I answered No keep it quiet for now. The doctor was still talking when I realized Dad and Mom were already scheduling the treatments, as I came back to reality, they were starting in two days.

So in the next few days Dad began the treatments and of course it took so much out of him, Mom insisted on taking him to the hospital alone, she wouldn’t even let me go, but I helped them once she got him back home. The rest of my days leading up to New Years, I spent with Josh at the store. Dad’s employees have been loyal and around for years, I leaned on them heavily to try to get things better organized so Mom could handle things for Dad especially after I head back to school.

Herb has been with dad for about 25 years and not only works in the store, but handles all the books and is basically dads accountant, although he was pretty much self taught. Marge is the main cashier, she’s been there 20 years and hires and trains the part timers, she’s basically the HR dept. Ralphy is local guy maybe in his late 30’s, he’s a bit on the “slow side” but Dad made him stock room manager in title only, Dad as well as the others closely oversee him, he’s been there about 15 years, add in all the seasonal and part timers, it’s a good group of people and very capable of handling things without Dad, Mom or me, but it’s still my Dad’s store and I feel obligated to fill in.

One day things were running very smooth, and I was going to spend some of my last days with Josh before he left, and we were all still trying to figure out New Years Eve plans besides. When Herb called in one morning saying he had a very bad case of the Flu and thought it best to take off a few days. So Josh and I wound up working at the store anyway.  I spent most of my time at Herbs desk while Josh was giving Ralphy a good stockroom workout, when I discovered a stupid discrepancy in the books, it probably was a simple mistake, so I tried to fix it and balance it out properly, when I found another, which lead to another and another, I began to wonder why he never saw them and fix them but I wrote it off as uneducated, amateurish, and of course I was thinking I’m a business and accounting major, and that I can fix anything. Low and behold by the end of the day the books were a mess going back possibly a few years, this couldn’t be a mistake. I called Mom and questioned her and then even tactfully talked to Dad. Herb was skimming money was my only conclusion, I had to be damn sure I was right before actually  trying to confront Dad.

To be continued