head!”

“Sorta like family?”

“Exactly…except I won’t be the asshole your step father is…and don’t you dare call me ‘dad!’”

“Yes, sir! Oh, yeah – I forgot to mention…Zeb and I are going to work out tomorrow after class…ok?”

“Of course it’s ok – just remember what Pete said…we’re plannin’ on you guys havin’ a really hot time Friday night…don’t want to spoil that!”

“But what if…”

“Ever hear the phrase ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’?”

“Well, yeah…but Pete said…”

“You need to say it with me? ‘Don’t ask, don’t tell’!”

“You mean?”

“What I mean is…if I’m not askin’ – there’s no reason you should be tellin’!”

“Would you, I mean…if you were me?”

“Don’t ask!”

“You’re so cool!”

“You’re so dense…must be a ’teen thing!”

“Can I ask you somethin’ else?”

“Of course…”

“Me and Zeb…he’s really hot – and I think we could be, um…really good, um…friends - and when we wrestled and we had our hands all over each other…it was like you touchin’ me…only different, I mean – he really turns me on! Don’t get me wrong, you do to…but he’s, um…different! Can you love two guys at the same time?”

“Like I just said…what we’ve got – you and me – is not the same as what you’re gonna have with a guy closer to your own age…and yeah, you can love two guys at the same time…and when he touches you I hope it’s even better than when I touch you!”

“Really? Better? I mean, when you touch me – it’s great, and I love it…but when Zeb touches me…I, um…ah…”

“It’s better!”

“Yeah, it really is…is that ok, I mean – ok with you?”

“I want it to be!”

“No shit? You do?”

“No shit! I do!”

“Damn! You and Pete trying to hook me and Zeb up?”

“You think so?”

“Well, yeah…sorta…”

“Maybe…think that would be a problem?”

“Not really…it’s just that you and me, I mean – I wouldn’t want anything to…”

“I told you before…no way you’re gonna lose me…nothin’s gonna change! We can love each other, but we can’t be lovers – but you and Zeb CAN be lovers if you want to be! Pete and I are sorta like watch dogs for you and Zeb – makin’ sure you don’t screw up…at least not real bad!” Rod pulled the young man close, kissed him on the neck and filled his hand with his drained nads. “Let’s finish watching that wrestling flick before we go to bed…might give you some ideas for Friday night!”

“Or before…or not…whatever, or - maybe like…for when we go to bed!”

“Shut up and hit ‘play’ – you sure are a horny little bastard…I’m gonna lock my bedroom door!”

“Yeah, right!”

The next afternoon, Tuesday, was