Sins of the Father
Chapter 14
"This is lovely!" Susan Taylor
exclaimed as she looked around the condo she and her husband had rented for the
week. It had its own balcony, a working kitchen, breakfast nook and spacious
living room. The bedroom was very comfortable and they had a nice view of the
ocean. The main town of
Craig snorted. "It'll do. It's kind
of cramped."
"Cramped? Who are you expecting, a
football team? I think it's perfect for a romantic holiday."
"Hmm, I'm glad you're happy. Let's go
ask the concierge where we can get dinner."
"Wonderful idea,
sweetheart." As Craig
and Susan were leaving their unit, a small mop-topped dog came running up to
them and leapt into Susan's arms. "Oh, how
adorable!"
"Ruby! Ruby! Come back here, you little dickens." A
large woman ran towards Craig and Susan chasing her dog. "Oh thank you,
she just slipped away from me."
"She's so cute," Susan gushed.
Craig scowled.
"Have you just arrived?" Myrna
asked as she retrieved her dog.
"Yes. This is our first time here. Do
you know of any nice places to have dinner?"
"Why yes, the A1A Ale House. It has a
very nice menu. My partner and I were just there having dinner with friends.
You'll love it. Well, I won't keep you and thank you so much for finding Ruby.
Goodnight!" Myrna bustled away leaving Susan and Craig gaping at the
woman.
"What a strange woman," Craig
mumbled.
"I think she's fun. Let's go ask the
concierge where the Ale House is." Craig dutifully followed his wife
toward the condo office.
*****
The boys got back to the B&B, parked
the van but weren't interested in going inside. It was still rather light out
and the air was cooler so they decided to walk off their dinner. Patrick was
able to keep up for a while but soon grew tired. Bree was snoozing away in her
stroller.
"Brian, we'll take her back with us.
You two go on and finish your walk," John suggested to his brother. Brian
and Justin nodded gratefully and steered the stroller over to John.
Brian and Justin strolled up and down the
narrow streets, soaking up the local atmosphere, stealing discreet kisses in
the shadows. They turned a corner and found themselves on
"Bri, according to the map, the Love
Tree is supposed to be on this street." Justin commented.
"And you want to see it,
Sunshine?"
"We are here." Justin looked up
at his spouse and gently batted his eyelashes. It was a ridiculously romantic
and touristy thing to do but Brian could not refuse Justin anything. Brian
smiled then took Justin's hand in his and brought it to his lips. A few moments
later they stood in front of a funny looking tree. It was actually two trees,
an oak tree growing around a palm tree. The sturdy oak was wrapped around the
lithe palm, forever linked, separate and yet inseparable. Brian wrapped his
arms around Justin as they silently gazed up at the tree. Justin felt Brian's
chin resting on top of his head and then heard him sigh. A sweet smile came to
Justin's face; the lovers needed no words. Brian released Justin with a kiss to
his temple; they then walked back to the B&B.
"Hey. Did she behave?" Justin
whispered as he entered John and Bobby's room. The connecting door of their
shared bathroom was open. Bree was sleeping soundly on the bed Justin shared
with Brian.
"She was an angel. How was your
walk?" Bobby asked Justin.
"Very nice. We saw the Love Tree. You should go. We'll keep an
eye on Patrick." Patrick was sleeping on a small cot in their room.
"Go on, there's a nice breeze out. He'll be fine."
John and Bobby nodded in agreement. They'd
been with both children non-stop for over a week and could use a little grown
up time. As John and Bobby left for their walk, Justin went through the
bathroom to his room. He stopped at the door when he saw Brian nestled close to
Briana gently carding his fingers through her fine hair; the child remained
fast asleep. Brian looked up as Justin quietly padded into the room.
"She's out," Brian said quietly.
"I see that, so is Patrick. We did a
lot today. I sent John and Bobby out. They need some time alone." Brian
nodded.
"We should do something for them,
send them away somewhere. It was so good of them to take care of the Squirt
while we played." Justin changed into his sleep clothes then laid down
next to Brian and Bree.
"I had a nice time today,"
Justin murmured as he gave his daughter a kiss on her head.
"So did I,
Sunshine." Brian shed his clothes leaving on his briefs and drawing the
sheet over the three of them. He felt himself drifting when he felt a small
cool hand on his shoulder.
"Uncle Bri?"
"Hey, Sonny Boy, do you need
something?" Brian turned to see the sleep-groggy boy. Patrick shook his
head.
"Where's dad
and daddy?"
"They went for a walk; they'll be
back soon. Wanna climb in?" Brian lifted the sheet. Patrick nodded,
climbed over his uncle and settled next to Bree. He yawned then went back to
sleep. Justin smiled sleepily at Brian then closed his eyes. Brian couldn't
help but count his blessings as he too went to sleep.
*****
"Should we wake them?" Bobby
asked John as they looked down at the four sleeping beauties.
"No, let them sleep," John
answered then waggled his eyebrows at Bobby in a very Brian Kinney like way.
Bobby smiled broadly as they went back to their room, closing the connecting
doors behind them.
*****
"Craig, I could have sworn that was
Brian we saw near the Love Tree."
"No, it couldn't have been. Brian
Kinney wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this. And if it was him, then
that proves his relationship with my son is a sham. That certainly wasn't
Justin unless he all of a sudden became a red head."
"Well, there must be some explanation
because that man looked exactly like Brian Kinney."
"Hmm."
*****
Brian awoke with a start. He could feel
Bree blowing on his neck.
"What are you doing, Squirt?"
"Patwick is sleeping with us. How come?"
"He was tired and his dads went for a
walk."
"Oh."
"Are you ready to get up?"
"Yes, hungy."
"That word is hungry, Squirt. Some
day you'll have to learn to pronounce it properly, since you use it so
often."
"Hungry," Bree said with a
smirk.
Brian looked at her and then a smile
flitted across his face. "Can you say Patrick?"
"Patrick," Bree replied as clear
as a bell. Her smirk widened.
"Why you little…" Brian laughed
as he scooped Bree up and kissed her cheek.
"She learned that from you,"
Justin said rubbing his eyes. "She has the perfect role model for
smirk."
"Thank you very much, ladies and
germs," Brian chuckled dancing Bree around the room. "Tell Daddy how
you feel, Bree."
"Hungry," she said with a
giggle. She liked when her Dada was silly like this.
"How long do you think she's been
able to say those words properly?" Justin asked sliding out of bed.
"Who knows?" Brian laughed.
"What's going on?" Patrick asked
sleepily as he rubbed his eyes.
"Morning, Patwick," Bree said
with a giggle.
Justin shook his head as he headed for the
bathroom.
*****
Breakfast having been eaten and enjoyed,
the little band of merrymakers headed out for the famous lighthouse at the
point. They parked the van and Justin lifted his daughter out of her car seat.
Brian had dressed her in a little pink dress and pink sandals. She looked like
a little doll.
They paid their entry fees with much
discussion as to who would make the climb to the top of the lighthouse. They
all got tickets to go up, but that didn't mean they all would.
Outside the lighthouse, they all looked up
admiring the impressive black and white structure. It was painted precisely and
made a striking backdrop for pictures.
"Bree, picture," Brian said. His
daughter immediately stopped and turned to face her father. She posed with a
big smile staring into the camera. "Perfect," Brian said. Bree smiled
and giggled. She then ran over to Patrick and the two of them started racing
around the grassy area outside the lighthouse.
"Bree, Patrick," Justin called.
The two stopped and looked over at the man. "Picture."
Bree grabbed her cousin around the neck
and kissed his cheek. Brian clicked photo after photo as the two children
frolicked and posed for him.
"Aren't those children
adorable?" Susan asked Craig as they got to the bottom of the lighthouse
and stood in the doorway.
"Who cares about fucking kids?"
Craig gasped. He was sure he was going to have a heart attack from climbing to
the top of the fucking lighthouse. That's what he got for having a much younger
wife. "I need something to drink before I die of dehydration," Craig
whined.
"Bree, Patrick, come over here,"
Brian called. The two children ran over to Brian and John who were sitting on
the steps of the museum.
Susan saw them run off, but she didn't pay
any more attention as she got a look at the gray cast to Craig's complexion.
"Let's go back to the gift shop," she said hurriedly putting her arm
around Craig's waist and letting him lean on her as they quickly left the yard
to get some water for Craig.
"You guys sit down on the step for a
few minutes," John instructed the children. "If you keep running
around in this heat, you're going to make yourself sick." He handed each
of them a sippy cup so they could replenish some of the liquid they had just
run off.
"I wish I had half their
energy," Brian laughed.
"Me too," Justin giggled.
"So, who's up for the climb to the top?"
Justin, Bobby and Patrick decided they
would make the climb of the 219 steps to the top of the lighthouse. John wasn't
quite sure about his little son making the journey to the top but Patrick was
determined. Briana found it a little frightening so she had no objection to
staying on terra firma with her dada and Uncle John. After about ten minutes,
Justin, Bobby and Patrick emerged from the lighthouse door at the top of the
tower to wave down at John, Brian and Bree. They all took several pictures of
each other then Brian decided to check out the gift shop. He found certificates
certifying the bearer had indeed climbed the lighthouse. He purchased three
certificates and had them inscribed with the appropriate names. Brian found a
few other mementos of their visit to the lighthouse then went outside to greet
the conquering heroes.
Craig sat in the passenger seat of their
rented car. The air conditioner was going full blast as he was gulping down a
bottle of water.
"Honey, we'll be back at the condo in
a few minutes. We'll rest for the remainder of the afternoon," Susan said
as she carefully drove them back. Craig sat back in his seat and prayed he'd
make it back okay.
*****
"Brian, where should we go
next?" Justin asked as they all piled into the van.
"I'm not the keeper of the map,
Sunshine. Where would you all like to go?"
"Some place cool," John
suggested.
"The
"Just as long as it's air
conditioned, I'm in. Do you think the kids will get bored?" Brian wondered
if the museum would be too tedious for the children.
"They did well at Ripley's; I think
they'll be okay," Justin said with confidence.
"Then the
The
1999
"Brian, fancy
meeting you here."
"Theodore,
experiencing how the other half lives?"
"Something like
that. Thought I'd get lucky."
"You mean pick up a reject or
two."
"Maybe. At the very least I'd get an education."
"What the fuck does that
mean?"
"First hand knowledge of Brian
Kinney's pick up lines."
"I don't need lines, Theodore.
They come to me because I'm the best fuck they'll ever have." A raven
haired, olive skinned well built man appeared in front of Brian. Brian looked
up and gave him a little smirk then spread his thighs. The trick got down on
his knees. "Don't need lines, Theodore, like a moth to a flame,"
Brian mumbled as he leaned back and closed his eyes as the trick was doing
pleasant things to his cock.
"Just be careful you don't get
burned," Teddy counseled as he got up and left the steam room.
"Dada?" Briana looked up and patted her Dada's face.
"Sorry, Squirt, Dada went into la la
land for a moment. "Let's go find your
Daddy." Brian got up and left the bathhouse behind.
*****
"Brian, come and see this glass
panel." Justin stood in the doorway leading to another gallery staring up
at a stained glass panel that hung over the doorway. "He looks
familiar."
The panel wasn't very big, perhaps two
feet by one, nor the pattern very intricate. But the
face of the man portrayed was very intense.
"He reminds me of Kinney. Do you
think this is Patrick's work?" Justin asked Brian.
"I have no idea, Sunshine. The
journals never mentioned
"If it is Kinney then at least I have
a picture. If not, it'll be just another photo I've taken to remember our trip
by," Justin said as he snapped away. Brian nodded then stepped into
another gallery.
Brian heard a little rumble of Briana's
tummy and thought it best to make a preemptive strike. "Justin, I think we
better find the others. A trip to the museum's café may be needed and
soon." Brian looked at Justin who immediately got his meaning. Justin
called Bobby on his cell and they all met downstairs at the café for lunch.
*****
"Myrna,
honey?"
"What is it, sweetheart?" They
were soaking up the sun by the condo's poolside. Susan Taylor was dozing in a
nearby lounge chair with her hair up under a large hat and wearing a pair of
sunglasses.
"Do you think the boys would like to
join us for dinner? We haven't gone to the Shark House since the last time we
were here. I think the boys would enjoy it," Jane asked her partner.
"What a wonderful suggestion! Why
don't you call one of them and see if they're available." As Jane pulled
her pink cell phone out of her bag, Myrna made an observation. "You know I
really didn't want to go to Gay Days this year; it's getting all so tedious. All those brash homos running around half naked, sticking their
asses where they don't belong. But I have to admit, Brian and Justin
made it a very nice experience." Jane nodded her agreement as she punched
in the numbers to Brian's cell.
'That was Brian I saw,' Susan thought to
herself. 'But who was that red-head?'
*****
"Bri, who was
that?" Brian flipped
his phone closed and had a slightly pained look on his face. He took a deep
breath then blurted out his conversation.
"That was Jane and she wants to know
if we'd like to join them for dinner later tonight at some place called the
Shark House. It's a restaurant on the beach halfway to Daytona. She said we'd
like the food." Brian watched as everyone happily nodded, looking forward
to another new dining experience. He let out a dramatic sigh as he mumbled into
his salad, "More fun with lesbians." He didn't bother looking up as
his companions all cracked up with laughter.
The rest of the afternoon, the group
wandered the streets of the town, stopping at all the boutiques and buying ice
cream at one of the many ice cream parlors on
"You look as if you've never seen
Brian eat ice cream before," Bobby said into Justin's ear.
"He doesn't very often, but when he
does..." Justin let out a long sigh. Memories of ice cream kisses a la
Brian Kinney on the chaise flooded his mind. Justin's cheeks blushed pink.
"You don't have to say another word,
Justin. God, is there anything you two haven't done?" Bobby chuckled.
Justin gave the question a perfunctory
thought then answered, "Nope, I don't think so." Justin and Bobby
giggled out loud as Brian finished off the last of Bree's cone and took out a
moist towelette to wipe off Briana's face and hands.
"What?" Brian gaped at the
giggling men.
"Nothing, I just love you."
Justin leaned over and kissed Brian and Bree's cheeks. "Let's go walk off
the ice cream." Justin said as he again consulted his map. "I think
there's a children's boutique called 'Tickled Pink' down this way. Maybe we can
find someone a new outfit." Brian smiled at that and they were off.
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