So folks, we're now at the week of the marathon. Davey is training the way all marathoners do. He's already gone to Carla, and asked if she could make a pasta dinner the night before. Carla's answer was simply "I'm on it."
Meanwhile, Richard Harris has been having trouble sleeping . He's dreamed every possible bad scenario around the idea "what if he says no?" He's polished the rings, six or seven times. At night, sleeping with davey, he's held him so tightly a few times that davey has squirmed and said "Sir, if you damage my ribs, I can't run."
Fortunately, Richard DID have something to keep him occupied: an apparently budding romance developing at the restaurant, between Mikel, and Paul. Remember that shy school kid who wanted to be just like Mr. Harris, who got promoted to a line cook with Lawanda's crew? Well, Harris brought Mikel over to start work as a dishwasher. Mikel was glad to have SOMETHING to do: he was in a strange place, with no new friends yet, and needed to keep busy. Washing dishes, was something he knew how to do.
The path to the cleaning station was through the kitchen. As they walked, Mikel saw Paul, looked at him just a little too long, and smiled. Paul smiled back, and then blushed and turned away. Richard made a mental note of it. A few days later, Lawanda took him aside. "CHIEF YOU BETTER KEEP AN EYE ON YOUR SON CAUSE IF TEENAGE BOYS COULD GET PREGNANT...." Richard paused for a second, and then asked, softly: "Mikel?" Lawanda put her hands on her hips 'WELL DUH CHIEF. " Seriously, there have been a few times when I thought I was gonna have to pour hot water on them to separate them when they were making out."
"Oh dear. " Richard thought, smiling at the same time. "The making out doesn't concern me, but I have to find out how old Paul is."
"I CAN TELL YOU THAT CHIEF. HE IS 16 YEARS OLD AND 4 MONTHS." Richard sighed. "Hormones. Puberty. Ok, I think I have this under control. You let me know if I don't." Then he laughed. "Like I even have to ask you to do that." She huffed and turned back to some beef she was getting ready for the oven.
At dinner at home the next night, Richard spoke to Mikel. "Son, can we go have a chat in the library after dinner? Nothing serious. Just want to talk about the future. Davey, do you have time to join us, or do you need your sleep for Sunday?" "Thank you sir, I think I could use the sleep. " And he smiled. "As usual, you seem to be in charge," which made Harris blush and decide that he'd have to remind davey tonight that YES, he WAS in charge.
So, after dinner, Mikel and Richard went to the library. Mikel looked a little like a trapped animal, and near tears. "Dad, if I did something wrong, I'm sorry. Just tell me what I did, and I'll do what I can to fix it." Richard smiled, and got up to hug his son. "Mikel, no, you didn't do ANYTHING wrong. NOTHING. You're a young man - almost a boy - who's looking for something." Mikel smiled. "Dad, I'm looking for a lot of things." "I know, I know. So am I son, so am I." He paused. "You know, I want to make clear: you can bring friends over here. "Well, I don't have any Dad," and Richard smiled. "Well, I know you have at least one. Paul, from the restaurant." Mikel blushed. "Well, yeah. We.... like each other." "Uh huh" Richard smiled again. "You know, Paul is a great young man, and while I would ask you to let someone, Sam, Carla, Jason , Davey or I know if you're bringing over company, he's an exception. You can have him over anytime you want." Mikel smiled. "BUT..." and Richard continued. "Paul is a minor here, Mikel, and you can get in a lot of trouble, if you do certain things."
"Is kissing one of them dad?" "Oh no, not at all," and Richard grinned broadly "even kissing using tongues is ok." Mikel blushed "Uh Dad, is, well, diddling each other ok?" Richard laughed. "Oh my! Diddling was an old expression when I was YOUR age. But it's ok. I think most things are. I'll tell you what. I'm going to ask your other dad to get some information from the high school, on do's and don'ts. We'll read it together. But you can invite Paul over any time. If you want him to come to dinner, just let Carla know there'll be another person. It won't bother her."
Mikel looked up: "can I hug you Dad?" Richard responded "I'm expecting it. Both Dads want at least two hugs every day." After it was finished. Mikel looked at Richard. "Dad, you keep on calling davey my other Dad. But you're not married. Are you ever going to.." and Richard smiled "Let's keep it a secret Mikel. I'm going to ask him to marry me after the marathon. I hope you'll come."
Mikel smiled. 'I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT ! OF COURSE I'M COMING. CAN I BRING MY GUITAR? I wrote a song because, well, I AM your son, and I kinda knew what you were thinking."
"He kinda knows what I'm thinking. Oh, dear. I wonder if he knows what I'm thinking about davey tonight," Richard thought to himself. "I'm flattered Mikel. Yes, bring your guitar. Davey and I are going to enjoy your song more than you can imagine."
Another hug, and an 'American style kiss" as Mikel called it: lips, not cheeks, and he was gone. Harris sighed, and went off to the bedroom. His davey was sound asleep, a smile on his face, snoring gently. He was horny as hell, but he didn't want to wake him. " So he smiled, and began to get ready for bed. GOD did he want to just stroke davey's hair.
"I can take care of that for you Sir." Davey opened his eyes, and pointed to Harris' hard cock. "Davey you should be sleeping." "I will be Sir. After I take care of you." Harris laughed. "I can't say no to a davey blow job." He moved forward and slid his cock in, past davey's soft lips. It felt SO good. Davey stopped at one point to ask if he could jerk himself off while he took care of his Dom. Harris agreed. They had been together long enough to understand each other's rhythms and, while they didn't manage to cum simultaneously, it was close.
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It's the night before the marathon now, and davey is in a panic: does he have everything? Is he ready? How does he feel? Where's his number. "Oh, davey. Don't you WORRY" came the soothing voice of Carla. "I have everything laid out. It's all going to be fine. You're going to be a star. Now try to calm down and eat your spaghetti. All you want. "
"OH God, Carla, I don't want to eat too much, but I want enough carbs to get through this." Harris walked in. "We are ALL going to be stationed along the way with Carla's baked goods, davey. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US. Including... your track stars."
"THE BOYS ARE COMING? REALLY? " "Davey, you're their hero. They would not miss this for the world. None of us would. "HEAR HEAR" came the voice of Jason. "I'm glad SOMEONE in this house takes care of his health." Carla turned away because she was laughing. "Davey and Mikel get as much as they want. So does Paul." Yes, Mikel HAD invited Paul to dinner. Harris didn't know until he saw him. "Thank you for having me over Sir, I always wondered what your house looked like." "It's ok dads?" asked Mikel. "Of course it's ok." Davey had brought back some pamphlets from school, and he, Richard and Mikel had read them together. Mikel went to davey "is it ok if Paul spends the night? I promise we won't..." davey put up his hand. "Don't. Don't distract me. Please. " Richard came over. "Yes, tonight davey needs his peace. We can all torment him all we want in two days." He paused. "some of us can do it sooner than that, but for now... Yes, Paul can stay. Paul, did you bring toiletries and whatever you need for tomorrow?" "Yes Sir. Mikel told me on Wednesday that.oops." Richard began to laugh inwardly. "OH, to have my youth back. Could they be davey and I? " He couldn't handle that thought right at that moment.
After dinner, he went off to the bedroom with davey. He held him gently. "Davey, two things. Well, more than two. First..." And he slipped davey's slave necklace from his neck. Davey looked hurt "Now, now now. I know enough about running to know that you don't run with excess weight. This may not weigh much, but it weighs something. It goes back on you tomorrow."
"Thank you Sir. I hadn't thought about that, but you're right. But I need to have something to think about you." "Well, we'll come to that. Now, second, you need your REST. You don't need your horny lover rubbing his cock against you. So, for tonight - and only tonight - I'm going to go and take the sofa. " Davey looked stunned. "Davey, you know, I DO know how to use the computer, and I DO know Coach Jackson really well. I ran all of this by him. " "Ok Sir. It won't be the same without you in bed." "I feel the same about you davey. It's one night. Just one. And I have my alarm, so tomorrow, Sam and I are going to go with you to the start gate. I'll give you something to carry with you during the race. Now..." and he pulled davey closer, to kiss him. "Sleep like the angel you are. And then run like the demon you are. I am SO proud of you."
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Start time for the race was 6, and everyone was supposed to gather at 5 at the latest. The drive would take a half hour, so Sam, Richard and davey got themselves in the car early. Davey was in his running outfit, and Richard was wearing a t shirt that said "I love davey more than you do" He hadn't shown it to him before. "Now, we're going to be positioned at miles 5, 10, 15, 20 and then 26. We'll all meet you when you cross the finish. Now... it's not much, and it's pretty fragile, but.... " He pulled out an origami figure. It was a "D" and an "R" intertwined, in pink and lavender. "You'll dissolve it with your sweat, and that's ok. " Richard was crying as he pulled davey closer. "If you had ANY idea how proud I am of you, you could multiply it, and then you'd know how much I love you. Now GET OUTTA here, before we both lose it." He smacked davey on the butt, and sent him off to the runners."Well done Sir. Beautiful " said Sam. "I concur," added Jason. "And me.. And me.." everyone was there. They had surprised Richard . "OH MY GOODNESS. My clan, my posse, my... family... Group hug everyone. Now, everyone, to their positions."
Is there a runner who doesn't get butterflies before a race? Davey had a plenty. He was looking for a time of about 5 hours, but he'd settle for 5:30. He heard the starter's gun, and off he went. He had slipped the origami inside his running shirt, and it sweated up pretty fast. He was hoping that the colors would mark his chest, where his hair had now grown back. Thinking about that shaving session gave him an erection. 'STOP THAT DAVEY' he told himself. 'FOCUS ON RUNNING NOT SEX." He managed to do that, until about mile 5, where he saw Sam smiling, and holding out a muffin. GO DAVEY GO WE'RE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU" Where was Sir? He began to smile. Maybe he was at the end, waiting to catch him as he crossed the finish. And again, he had to tell himself to get under control.
Mikel and Paul were at mile ten,this time with fruit and water. 'HEY EVERYONE. THAT HANDSOME GUY IS MY DAD" Mikel yelled, and the crowd roared. Davey fist pumped and smiled. Having a son was gonna be GREAT.
He began to hit a bit of a wall at mile 15. "PICK IT UP DAVEY PICK IT UP" He heard Carla's voice. 'COME ON. MAKE ME PROUD OF MY NEW BEST FRIEND" She handed him some sports drink. He tried to puff out a thank you, but she yelled 'LATER. YOU'RE ALMOST THERE."
If he had to choose who he would have at 20 miles, and it couldn't be Harris, he would have picked Coach Jackson. And there he was, with LAWANDA. 'MOVE IT CANNON. YOU GONNA MAKE YOUR KIDS PROUD OR ARE YOU GONNA SHAME THEM." Then he heard Lawanda 'DAMN THE WAY THOSE HAMS MOVE NOW I KNOW WHY HE LOVES YOU. KEEEP GOING !!!!" The smile just wouldn't leave his face, and davey began to kick. He looked at his watch. He was going to go under 5 hours if he kept his pace. Who was at the end? YES. The faster he ran, the sooner he'd see him again. He picked up his pace and began passing other runners. He thought he saw someone wearing a t shirt in the colors from this morning. Was that? YES IT WAS. FASTER DAVEY FASTER he told himself. Soon he could here Harris' distinct voice. GO. GO. GO. GO. GO.
And then it was over. He crossed the finish line, exhausted. He fell right into Harris' arms "Sir. I did it! I did it!" Harris didn't want to let him go. "Yes, you did. I am SO proud of you. SO PROUD."
Then, Harris got down on his knee. He was holding out a small box. "Davey. I love you SO MUCH. SO MUCH. Will you marry me?" Davey covered up his face. He was overcome with emotion. "OH SIR. What kind of question is that? WHAT KIND OF QUESTION? HELL YES. " Harris slid the ring on davey's finger. He pulled him off from the ground. "I am the happiest man in the world davey. THE HAPPIEST MAN IN THE WORLD'
At that moment, the school chorus took their cue and began singing their version of an old song "davey, davey, give me your answer do." Davey screamed happily. I ALREADY DID. I SAID YES. YES. I SAID YES.' He looked at Harris. "So, now we plan the wedding?" Harris smiled. "Well, yes and no." He took davey's hand, and walked him over to where Carla was standing. "Behind my back, Carla became certified as a minister. If you'll have me davey, we're going to make our marriage official RIGHT NOW."
From somewhere, Paul handed them each a bunch of carnations: one pink, one lavender. "Mike's idea." Carla opened her book, and as she held back her own tears, she read the official words. "I do" said davey "I do too" was Harris reply. Their kiss... well, their kiss made the local paper the next day, and was spoken of for weeks.
HEY CARLA GIRL. YOU GOT TIME FOR ONE MORE? Lawanda called out, grabbing Coach Jackson. They were smiling. "I do believe I do" she smiled at this unexpected turn. After that happened, well, reader, you probably guessed it. Out came Jason and Sara. "Us too, please?" asked Jason. And yes, on that unseasonably cool marathon sunday, six of our players got married, as Mikel played them an original composition, titled "Mike has two Dads" .
Well, gentle readers, for those of you who were looking for hot sex in this chapter, apologies. You'll have to imagine what happened after the wedding dinner at Sasha's that night. The rumors about Lawanda dancing on the table, are true. So is the part about Paul catching the garter she threw, and everything else you may have read in the papers the next day.
And... if any of you thought we were done, well, NO. You gentle readers have persuaded your author to continue with this story. Keep your comments coming, and keep your donations to NIFTY coming. Who knows who will write the next davey story. And don't you want a chance to read it? Stay tuned. There's MUCH more to come.