The Good Doctor 54
Why didn’t I just tell Ken no?
Fuck all! Oh yeah, I just had to show Eric how trusting I
was, how fucking liberal
I could be. Big important doctor! Big asshole!
I walked over and put my hand on Eric’s shoulder. “So
what’s he gonna have ya do?” His skin is so warm,
so pulsing with life, so him. I want to wrap him up in my arms
and carry him inside away from all these people leering at
He nodded towards Ken who was over by
the seawall checking things out. Eric’s eyes are warm and trusting, too trusting. “I
think he wants me to walk along the seawall.” He grinned
up at me. “I’m pretty sure I can handle it.”
“What were the twins trying to do out there?” I
nodded towards the sea. I know damn well what they were trying
to do, the shits!
He grinned. “Not a big deal, Pete.
They were just goofin around.”
“Eric, they were after your ass!”
“Pete! They’re just kids!”
I dropped my voice and spat the words
out. “Eric, I
could see what they were after!”
Eric grinned and whispered, “You mean my butt?” Then
he twisted around in an obscene way, like he was trying to
look at his butt and thirty feet away the twins mouths gaped
I put my hands on my hips and said, “Do
you have to do that?”
He grinned up at me and said, “Sorry. Pete, why are
you so nuts about this? I’m not gonna let anything happen.”
I ran my fingers thru my hair and sighed. “I know, Babe.
Shit…you know how I am. I’m trying not to let it
get to me. When does Ken want you to do this?”
“He says a couple of minutes.” Just then Ken turned
and started walking back towards us. “Well, it looks
like he’s ready.”
“Eric, are you sure that you want
to do this?”
Eric shrugged. “Why not? It’s just pictures but
on the other hand I’m not really sure what he’s
going for. Does he want me to model or something? Cause there’s
no way that’s gonna happen.”
I groaned. “I don’t know why I didn’t
just tell him no when he asked.”
Eric looked up at me with his eyes sparkling
and he whispered, “This
does kinda make me horny.”
“Oh for God’s sake! Eric, everything makes you
horny!” The thought of Eric being horny makes me horny.
Eric turned to go meet Ken but then stopped
and turned back to me grinned and said, “I’m
ready for my close-up, Mr. Demille.”
I shook my head slowly and said to him, “Behave yourself.” He
was totally eating this up and Eric is just enough of a ham
that he could actually end up liking this shit. I didn’t
want to think about that.
Ken moved him over to the seawall while
Ken got down on the sand with his cameras. Our kids and the
twins were down on
the sand and splashing in the water. The twin’s eyes
never left Eric’s body and I could read their fucking
minds because the exact same thing was going on in mine. Ken
was having Eric strut along the top of the sea wall and he
was mesmerizing and everyone felt it except for maybe Jase.
After a couple more minutes I looked
around to find that the neighbors on either side of us were
all gathering around to
see what was going on and the whispered, “Who is he?” was
floating from a number of mouths. Oh shit!
It’s a miracle that I haven’t walked off of this
fucking seawall and broken my neck. He said to keep staring
at the horizon while I walked, well, I gotta tell ya that if
you do that you fall. His camera has been goin off like a machine
gun and he’s sure as hell gotta have enough shots by
Jase comes skipping up the stairs from
the beach and runs over to me. He’s wet from sea water
and he seems to have a firm grip on his dick or in his case
I bend over and Jase grabs my arm.
He looks around to see if anyone can
hear, then whispers, “Dad,
I gotta pee.”
“You can go, Jase. Do you remember where the bathroom
is?” He nods yes.
“I can’t go by myself though, you gotta come with.” His
grip on his cock looks even firmer and he’s bending forward. “I
gotta go bad.”
I look at Ken and say, “Ken, I gotta take Jase. I’ll
be right back.” If it bothered him he didn’t let
it show. That’s good.
I hold out my arms and Jase lets me pick
him up and as I do I can hear the staccato of Ken’s shutter. As we start
to walk to the house Jase says, “Dad, do people ever…when
they go swimin, gotta pee so bad they just do it in the ocean?”
I wrap my arms around his skinny body
and he rests his chin on my shoulder while we walk. “Is
that what you wanted to do?”
He nods. “Does anybody ever do that?” I can’t
believe he never has.
“Sure, Jase, all the time.”
“Probably, at one time or another.”
“Are ya supposed to do that?”
“Technically no but it’s one of those things that
nobody’s supposed to do but everyone does.” Well,
this outta be fun explaining.
“But if everybody pees in the ocean then when we go
swimming we’re swimming in pee.” Bingo!
“Yeah and all the fishes pee in the ocean too.” It
suddenly occurs to me that we may be on the verge of Jase never
going in the water again. “But, Jase, the thing is that
there’s so much water that it gets too diluted to matter.”
He lifts his head to look at me and then drops it again while
Jase’s head is lying on my shoulder like he’s
about to pass out, his eyes are only half open and his arms
are around my neck. I whisper to him, “Please don’t
go to sleep and pee.”
He giggles sleepily. “You mean
wet the bed?”
I laugh. “If you did it now it’d be wetting the
dad.” I lowered him to the floor in the bathroom. “I
think that maybe after dealing with this whole peeing issue
you oughta take a little nap.”
Jase looks at me like he figures that
he ought to argue but his heart isn’t in it. The most he can come up with is
a tired, “I don’t wanna, Dad.”
After he pees Jase is leaning against
my legs rubbing his eyes as I strip him out of his wet bathing
suit and get him
into a pair of dry briefs and then lay him down in his room
for a nap. His hair is very dark against the clean white pillow
case, I kiss his forehead and for a moment his finger traces
a pattern on the white cloth that’s invisible to me and
then, seconds later he’s asleep.
Back at the beach Ken smiles at me as
I approach him and Pete is off to the side of the yard talking
to a bunch of people
who just seem to have appeared but who also seem to know him.
I wink at David who’s standing next to Sam and he blushes
and drops his head. Sam and the twins are staring at me but
I figure with Pete only fifty feet away and ready to kill I
really don’t need to worry about the twins.
Ken leans close to me and says, “What I’m looking
for now, Eric is to get you into that water. I wanna see you
walking out of it with the water still pouring off of your
body. Watch what I do with my hands. This is what I want. You
wiping the water off of your head with your hands. And with
your head tilted back like this.” It looks a little contrived
to me but what do I know about this shit?
So I walk out into the water and Ken
follows even though he’s
not wearing a swimming suit. When the water is up to my crotch
I dip down to get myself all wet and then standup and start
walking towards the shore. Pete has moved over so that he’s
standing on the shore behind Ken and the expression on his
face can only be described as carnal so I just stare into his
eyes and think about all the stuff that I’d like him
to be doing to me as I walk thru the water and I hear Ken’s
shutter sounding like a machinegun on the Western Front but
I’m too lost in Pete’s fiery blue gaze to care.
The twins have walked to the water’s edge and look like
they’re planning to come in but Pete turns his head quickly
and barks something at them and they look like two puppies
trying to decide if stealing the Sunday roast is worth the
beating they’ll get.
When I reach the shore Pete throws a
big fluffy towel over my shoulders and then turns to Ken
and says in his best doctor’s
don’t fuck with me voice, “That’s enough
for today.” Then he glares at the twins who back off
and then stand there looking at each other in some unspoken
Finally we round up David and Sam and
everybody troops into the house for lunch which my mother,
knowing that we wouldn’t
have thought to stop and stock up on food, has provided. A
salad Nicoise for the adults and stuffed zucchini for the kids.
Of course mom has made enough of both to feed everyone for
a mile in any direction and Pete and I decide will join the
boys in having the stuffed zucchini and then everyone can also
have the salad Nicoise. There’s also a huge crusty loaf
of Italian bread a big container of escarole soup with sausage
and a bottle of wine, just in case the barbarians that mom
is convinced that we’ll be mingling with don’t
know about wine.
Woken by the commotion Jase climbs, still
sleepy and little boy warm, onto my lap and eats off of my
and everyone else’s
plate. With an impish grin he steals an olive from David’s
plate and then leans forward and kisses him on the cheek. For
some reason I instantly think of my gallivanting grandfather
and realize that Jase has more than a little of the devil in
him. That boy’s gonna be a trial by the time he gets
to high school.
Pete looks much happier now that our little family is together
and free of outside distractions and he smiles and jokes with
David, Sam and Jase while his knee is pressed firmly to mine.
After lunch all five of us go back into
the ocean and I realize that I’ve never been swimming with Pete. Of course he’s
good at it. He’s a natural athlete and even though he’s
wearing those dumb trunks his body looks spectacular.
I dive under water and come up behind
Pete who’s standing
in chest deep water as he’s watching the kids swim and
in one swift movement I jerk those trunks down to his knees.
He yelps and grabs for me but I really do swim like an otter
and I’m gone in a flash. I come up slowly thirty feet
away with just the top of my head and my eyes breaking the
surface. Pete is scanning the water watching for me but when
he spots me he knows that I’m too far away.
He’s laughing but he’s also intensely competitive. “Just
wait’ll I get my hands on ya, ya little shit!” It’s
an idle threat and we both know it but I also know that my
payoff comes only if he does catch me. I slowly submerge and
then swimming underwater in a lazy corkscrew head for Pete.
I love the water!
Of course he sees me coming and as soon
as I brush his legs he’s got me and hauls me up by my waist and pulls me
back against him like he’s afraid that I’ll get
The water is up to his chest and nobody sees me slide my hand
into those trunks and wrap my fingers around his lengthening
cock. He grunts and tightens his grip on me but at that moment
the twins reappear on the shore and despite some evil looks
from Pete they come in the water. This time they’re not
walking together, they’re well separated and it’s
pretty obvious what they’re attempting to do. I can feel
Pete’s grip on my waist tighten even more but I pull
myself free. Looking up at him I say, “You’re not
gonna believe this but I think that I can handle this.” The
twins are only ten yards away from us now and despite Pete
growling, “No!” in my ear I flip quickly beneath
the surface of the water.
Thirty seconds and one micro-second scuffle
later I surface for air somewhere between the twins just
in time to hear Adam
yelling to Gabriel, “Watch out! He’s….” But
I’m back under the water and heading for Gabriel. He
never stood a chance and seconds later I resurface a hundred
feet from either of them twirling two yellow Speedo’s
around my index finger. They both look like they’re ready
to cry and they appeal to Pete.
“That’s not fair, Pete!! Our mom’ll
kill us if she catches us skinny dipping again!”
Pete shrugs dramatically. “Hey, guys, I don’t
have your suits and besides I wasn’t gonna tell your
mom, I was gonna tell your dad.”
“PETE!!! You can’t do that!” They looked
at each other in a panic. “He’ll beat us!”
Pete laughs. “You guys are so full
Adam wails, “Okay…maybe not beat but he’ll
take the car away from us. Pete, we’ll be isolated in
this hell hole.”
Pete says, “Well, boys, you do have a problem but for
folks in need of a favor you sure haven’t been very neighborly.”
They glance quickly at me. “We
been tryin to be, Pete.”
Pete growled at them, “Look you two maniacs, Eric is
my boy friend and I’m not interested in sharing him.
The deal is this, if you want your suits back and to have me
shut up about it you gotta quit hitting on Eric.” He
looked from one to the other. “You think you can do that?”
They both started to say at once, “We didn’t….” but
the look on Pete’s face told them it was a non starter
and they stopped. Then after some silent communication between
the two of them, “Can we still hangout with, Eric?” Then
quickly, “No sex stuff, you know just swimming and stuff.
We won’t do anything. We just wanna look.” Why
does this make me feel so slutty?
“That’s up to Eric. Though I can’t imagine
why he’d trust you two.”
The twins both turned and looked at me
earnestly. And well, it was flattering. I said sternly, “No touching!” They
both nodded vigorously and I flipped them their suits which
they ducked down into the water and put on.
When that was done they swam over to
me and were bubbling over with enthusiasm. “Whadya
wanna do now, Eric? Wanna play water polo? Or tag?”
Pete had joined us and said, “Guys, Eric and I are just
gonna hang out here and watch David and Sam and Jase and make
sure that they’re okay. You can hang out with us here
if you want.
Sam pulled me thru the warm water and pressed my chest to
his, my legs seemed to just automatically wrap around his hips.
My face was against his shoulder, his lips against my ear.
I could feel his lips moving against
my skin as he whispered, “With
Eric in that fucking Speedo the dolphins are probably beating
I laughed. “No kidding! At least at home during breakfast
he’s wearing boxers that do a better job of hiding….him.” Eric’s
body was making it hard to think of him just as my dad.
“What’s with the picture guy? You think Eric’s
gonna wanna do modeling or something?”
“I can’t imagine that he would. Eric is the least
fashion conscious guy on the planet.” I sighed. “Besides,
if he did that he’d be gone a lot. I wouldn’t want
Sam’s voice was soft. “You really like em don’tcha?
I mean I know that you gotta cause he’s your dad but
still, you really like him.”
I kissed the side of Sam’s neck and tried to explain. “Eric
is really kind. Not just on the surface but it’s his
whole nature. He makes me feel good about myself.”
Sam’s voice got throaty and I gasped as his finger moved
into me. “How bout me, do I make you feel good?”
I tightened my grip around his neck. “Oh
God! You are so gonna fuck me tonight!”