I was up before the alarm and checked the weather and it was one of those days when it might or might not rain. I dress for the run and when I got downstairs there was no Cole, I thought that first dates are tiring. I didn't expect to see Jace and wasn't surprised. Figuring what the fuck, I started on the run and there was no JJ. I just kept going figuring a faster pace and the time alone would be good. Just as I turned to head back it started to rain lightly and within a minute it was simply pouring and I was instantly drenched. There was nothing to do but finish the run and there was even water in my shoes. At the house, I kicked off my shoes outside as the were ruined. Inside I took my tee and shorts off and used them to remove the dripping water off me. I started to my room and was naked to find Megan, all dressed up, drinking coffee. She looked up at me and laughed and I immediately covered my cock and balls with my hand and ran upstairs. In my room I quickly dried off dressed in a tee and shorts, no underwear and went down stairs. I immediately started to apologize and she stopped me saying, Mike it's fine, trust me I've seen much worse. Then she said Mike, it is amazing how much you look like Michelangelo`s David. Your mop of hair even looks like the statue. I blushed and grabbed a cup of coffee and threw a bagel in the toaster. Wanting desperately to change the subject I asked are you working today? She said nope, I'm dragging your dad to church as we want the baby baptized and need to start going. I laughed and said well it would be easier to make a donation. Then she shocked the shit out of me and asked, is that what you will do to get approved as godfather? I gulped, collected myself and said, yup. Megan, what about Cole? Well Mike, it says godparents and doesn't indicate sex, so both of you. I laughed and said well dad better write a big check and we both laughed.
I asked about our shopping trip and she said she was looking forward to the event. I hear you are a tough negotiator. Well, there are two places to shop that specialize in cribs and baby"s first rooms. Would you like lunch and I was thinking Oakmont. Dad appeared and I said, oh dad your invited as well. He said, thanks but after this morning event, I have a tee time at the club. With that Megan said lunch would be great and they were off to church. Once they were gone I got another coffee and was off to my room. I immediately stripped and got on the scale and saw 228 and was pleased with that and a quick check on my height and I was still 6'4" and it appeared I was done growing, which was good and I could donate a bunch of clothes or give some to Cole, either way they were not making the move. Then I opened the closet door and stood in front of the mirror. I immediately liked what I saw. I was smooth except for the happy trail, which I might shave but that would be a pain and require constant attention. I had a big chest and when I flexed it was hard as a rock. I grabbed a table measure and checked my waist size and it was 33", then I did my chest and it was 54" as close as I could tell. Shoes were on my mind as I needed new running shoes and in checking it was a size 14. Now I looked at my package and realized my pubes needed trimmed and I grabbed a pair of clippers and cleaned up that mess. My flaccid cock was 4" and it almost doubled to 7 1/2" hard. I looked very closely at my chest and it was still smooth but I wondered if my northern Italian/German ancestry would lead to a mature me developing a hairy chest. But with the family roots just outside Venice, who knew how much Italian was in me. My brown hair was interesting and my completion is a good German/Italian mix. With that I jumped into the shower, shaved my sparse beard, washed my hair and looked at the happy trail, shrugged and smeared shaving cream on it and few swipes with the raiser and I was smooth as a baby's butt.
I dressed in Khakis and a Nike golf shirt and called Oakmont and as the rain had stopped and the sun was out and we would be casually dressed I asked for reservations for 2:00 on the patio. I was drinking iced tea and reading the Sunday Sports when Cole wondered down and said, shit no coffee and started to make some. I said well good morning, how was the date? He said really good and I looked at him and he said not in that way. Then I said Cole, ever since Wednesday I have been waiting for a good time to ask about Liam and the bets. So when did that start? MJ rule 6. I laughed and said well that aircraft carrier sailed when you involved me, so spill it. MJ, it started when he stopped me from betting with the Pros. Just then Megan and dad came back from church. I quietly said the entire story tonight. He said sure, hi mom. So where were you guys? Megan said where you will be next Sunday so plan on it. Dad said Mike, that goes for you as well. I thought shit this kid is already a pain in the ass and said fine but casual clothes, no one wears a suit to church these days. Dad laughed and said, so who told you as you haven't been there in a year. I said dad, no one died or got married. Well you two need approved a good standing Catholics to be godparents and Cole screamed AWESOME. Dad set a world record changing and was out the door. I told Cole that his mom and I were going baby furniture shopping and lunch at Oakmont and asked if he wanted to come? He thought for a minute and said, what the fuck I'm not doing anything. Megan simply stood up pulled Cole to his feet by his ear, gave him a big hug and whispered something in his ear which caused the tanned golfer to turn pale. Megan said bathroom stop and she looked at Cole and said I got shotgun. Cole laughed and said, of course you do will we al least be permitted the roof down? She said, yup it will enable me to hear that foul mouth. I just watched thinking this will be a fun day.
The first store was in Aspenwall and that worked as it was on the way to Oakmont. Just a quick hop over the Hulton bridge to the club. Megan saw a few things she liked and I, for the first time, realized it was more than a crib. She took notes and I got a business card and said we would be back to them. Outside, I suggested we go to lunch and Megan said it's early but I could use a rest room. Cole said well the time doesn't matter as the manager is afraid of MJ. I laughed and said, long story and we started to the Club. As we were crossing the Hulton Bridge, I was thinking this is the damn bridge the USGA should have replaced. I dropped Megan and Cole off at the entrance and parked the car. We were indeed early and as Cole predicted there was no issue. I was taken to a table and soon enough Megan appeared. I asked so where is Cole? He asked we order him iced tea and he went to the Pro Shop. I wondered about that but asked Megan, so how is the dude doing? Mike he is different and is taking control of everything. Heck, he is even doing the reading. It was good that he broke up with his girlfriend and I'm hoping his new interest isn't as ready to jump into bed as the other one. Megan, what about golf? Well him and Liam have that under control but there is a tournament coming up, so who knows. Ok, what tournament? Mike, I'm not sure as the invite just came and it is for Tour Awinners only and I said damn. That's in three weeks, what about high school golf? Mike, I have no idea but that would not be fair, he is in the top 10 armatures in the world and - I stopped her in mid sentence and said he would be competing with kids older than him, correct? Mike, you should be an attorney as that's correct but seriously. I said by the way AP won 2. We ordered drinks and changed the subject
Just then Cole plopped his ass in a chair and asked, so what we eating? I just laughed and said, just order something when the waiter comes back. What's with the glib mood? Well, you will be pissed but I'm building a posse for the tournament that you don't know I'm playing in so I blocked off 1,000 tickets and they are available at an Oakmont discount. I thought shit, he is out of control. I said dude you and I need to talk and make that soon, like tonight. Thankfully the waiter arrived and we ordered food. Megan got a Chicken Salad with house dressing and Cole and I ordered club sandwiches. I changed the subject away from golf and to a discussion about the baby's room and she said they were doing a Circus theme as it was gender neutral. I laughed and asked, why not just have them tell you the sex of the child? Mike, that's part of the fun. The food came and we planned the rest of the day and two more stops.
The other two stops were the same as the first with the one in Monroeville providing the most interest. The third spot, which was close to the house offered nothing new and I could tell Megan got a bad vibe there. Once we were home, Megan went directly to her room and changed. Cole and I simply grabbed a beer and went out back. When we were situated I looked at Cole and said, so what's first Liam or the golf. MJ, not now as one of the rents will interrupt but after dinner. I said dude, I'm serious. He smiled and said I understand and I've been waiting for this little tantrum. I looked right at him and said don't underestimate how pissed off I am with this new version of my kid brother. MJ, keep in mind that it is my fucking life and I'll simply manage it with or without support. Cole Wesley Simmons you will always have my support and just in case I'll be there to pick your fucking ass up. Just then dad appeared and I asked, so how was golf? He smiled and said simply not playing enough, what's for dinner? Cole said, why don't you ask Megan and see what she wants and we will adjust. I just went inside to avoid an exchange with Cole. When dad returned and he said Megan would like a veggie pizza and I quickly said count me in. Cole said well I can't adjust that much and dad said neither can I, so you and I can get a meat lovers pizza and Cole said deal. Dad sensed the tension but steered the conversation in an innocent direction. Cole and I joined in with that and it resulted in a pleasant meal. Dad and I cleaned up and I looked at Cole and said guys, I'll be in my room and I went upstairs.
I started an email to Tim when Cole knocked on the door and asked if I wanted to talk? Cole sat in one of the chairs and said MJ, how about we try something different and I talk and you listen. I looked at him and said well it's not going to work that way but you talk and I'll speak when I have something to say. Either that or get the fuck out of my room. Cole said MJ, Liam told me that there was not going to be any bets with the Pros in practice rounds. I told him I needed bets and they were always very innocent. One day I lost a bet and it was one of those days when I couldn't do anything right and I lost a bet. Back at the room Liam had a long conversation with his girlfriend and when he hung up, I said something stupid. He just stood there and said, you know what I've had enough of your shit, you owe me a task so shut the fuck up and suck my cock, that bitch I'm dating has me horned up. It just progressed from that. Then in DC I won a bet with both of you and I chose to get you involved. Liam pretty much gets into this but I was never permitted near his ass. You drilling him surprised me. Well Cole, it was his idea.
Ok what about golf and I've know about the tournament, just didn't know you would play. This is a tough course and it will be a big time field. Aside from that what else? Well I have asked the tournament to set aside a thousand tickets. They will be offered to anyone under 18 at 50% off. Ok Cole, who the fuck is paying for the tickets. Well Mike I got a 10% discount and David Cummings is funding the rest. I screamed, WHAT THE FUCK how did that happen? Well David and I talked and I said it would be nice to have younger more relaxed fans. One thing led to another and the plan developed. Cole, why would he do this? MJ, he is like a college booster, he can't help himself. Cole there will be a price to pay for this down the road. MJ, David contacted me about course information and I guess I took advantage of it. MJ, I'm good.
Cole, I understand you need to run your life and your golf, however you need to realize that you don't live on an island and you are starting to bark orders. I'm playing in a tournament, I'm taking your bed, I'll talk and you listen and it goes on and on. A lot of people work hard to get you where you want and need to be. You need to bo a better job asking and stop demanding. There have been a lot of people, who have asked nothing in return, who have helped you more than a little. Be appreciative and always remember where the fuck you came from. Cole looked and me and asked MJ, are you mad at me? I looked right at him, smiled and said I'm just concerned. What you are going through, with Golf, I went through to a lesser degree last year. Mine was college fucking football and your an international celebrity and have done things that no one in your sport has ever done. I can't imaging how hard this all is but I promise you I will keep that ego in check. Cole, you don't need to manufacture a posse, you already have one and something earned is always better than something bought.
I decided that enough was enough and asked Cole, would you like me to leave these chairs? He said damn that would be great. Then I said go to the closet and pull out some clothes from the back and let's see what fits. He opened the closet door and yelled back, some bedrooms are smaller than this and it's filled with clothes. He came out a few minutes later with an armful. He threw the clothes on the bed and stripped to his tighty whiteis and I laughed and said dude, loose those baby undies and I got up and tossed him a pair of my boxer briefs. He put them on and said well same feel but sexier, I smiled and said well you will really like them once you get a size that fit. Cole jump on the scale and he weighed 185 and he was about 5'11". Then I said Cole, I'm not sitting here while you try on the entire closet and I tossed him a tape measure and said what's you waist size and he said I don't need the damn tape it's 29". I stood up grabbed the tape and measured his chest and it was 48". I knew he was about 6" soft and every bit of 8-1/2" hard and really thick. Even soft you could see the outline in the underwear. I went the the closet and found some underwear that was his size and said, try these. He laughed and said sure and when he was nude he turned to me and asked, is this what you wanted to see? I said damn dude you need a trim down there. The bush was the same dirty blond that was in that wavy mess on his head. He wore his hair almost shaved on the side and longer on the top and as the summer went on it got lighter and was a dark blond with darker streaks throughout. There wasn't a six pack but he was very toned and his legs were very developed and had a light coating of very light hair. He picked several items that he liked and I realized my style was more to the preppier side than his, but jeans were jeans and golf shirts were golf shirts. Cole gathered up his new clothes and said MJ, thanks for these and for the talk. When he got to the door Megan was there and Cole said, hi mom. Oh by the way I'll need money for sexy underwear, like these. Megan shook her head and asked, MJ do you have a few minutes? I said sure and Cole please close the door.
Megan sat down and handed me a sheet of paper and I looked at it and it was a list of furniture. Then she said MJ, I discussed this with your dad and this is what we would like for the baby's bedroom. Are you sure you want to pay for it? I asked, so if I went downstairs and asked dad he would be aware of what you are buying? She laughed and said I believe so, why? Well the only thing he ever picked out for me was the car. Megan, I want to do this, should I order it or do you want to? She said MJ, you dad will order it. I got up went to the desk and wrote a check for $1,500.00. She looked at it and said that's more than enough. I said Megan, buy some sexy underwear for your son. She laughed and said I was thinking about a cage for that thing and she said thanks and went downstairs. I finished my email to Tim outlining the needs for the Winery and asking for a meeting.
I went downstairs looking for dad and as usual he was in his office with a drink and a cigarette. I stood at the door just looking and he finally looked up from is reading and asked, are you here for a reason or just staring? Dad, we look an awful lot alike. Well Mike there is the 2" and 30 pounds and I get a haircut on a regular basis. Well dad you also forgot the six pack. He laughed and said well when you are my age you will find that difficult to keep. Changing the subject I said, damn that's a change you ordering furniture. He laughed and said, for sure. Hell I was told that more was expected from me than depositing sperm in the oven. Then I was, in very blunt terms told to slow down and enjoy life. Megan went so far as to tell me if I spent a million dollars every year, when I died there would still be a lot left for the kids. I thought shit let's change the subject again and I asked about the startup. He laughed and said well we still own it but now the offer is 3 million. However, I still agree with you and we are keeping it. Then dad said Mike, I'm sorry about you moving to the apartment. I said dad, I'm good and I promise dinner with you guys and nightly chats. Actually it will help me get ready for college.
So Mike did you settle things with Cole? Dad it's good and I was unhappy about the ego and his new totally independence. I don't want to manage him but I'm not letting him forget how he got to where he his. It isn't just me but a ton of other very important people and Cole has managed most of it very well. Mike you push people around you very hard and sometimes they pull away. Dad, that's correct and sometimes they come back and I showed him the note from Ray. Even dad chocked up some at that. Then I said well I have CMU work to do and my programming final I need finished before football. I'll see you in the morning.
In my room I fired up the computer and started on the last programming project and when I finished it was 1:50 and I shook my head and thought well that was stupid and you didn't think to call Mary Ann. I jumped into bed and was quickly asleep.
The morning run was Cole, Jace and JJ and it was a great run and I was able to burn off some energy. Jace told me that he was flying to NY and would be back Wednesday night, clean a few things up and then go right back and was taking Cole with him and they would be back Sunday. With that I went inside put some coffee on and went upstairs and showered. I dressed in my usual Khakis and light blue shirt and selected a grey and blue tie. Then it was a quick glance at the paper and I filled my travel mug with coffee and started for the office. When I turned into the parking lot I almost shit as there were multiple police cars all with lights on. I managed to pull into my parking space and when I got out of the car a guy in a dark blue suit and white shirt and a tie came up to me and asked, are you Mike Simmons? I said yes, that's correct may I ask who you are? He pulled out a badge and said I am Special Agent Schwartzmiller with the FBI. Mr. Simmons you are not in any trouble but we do need to talk, can we go inside. I said sure but I'm Mike, my dad is Mr. Simmons. The agent stopped and asked, should I be talking with him? I said, well I wish but this is my gig and we went inside.
Wishing everyone a happy religious celebration, regardless of your beliefs. It's good to be able to get outside and actually see people. I'm staying safe as I hope each of you continue to do as as well. Thanks for reading and for the comments.
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MIKE