Date: Fri, 10 Feb 2012 17:19:50 -0800 (PST)
From: Boris Chen <borischen (at) rocketmail (dot) com>
Subject: Ryan and his stepfather part-18

Notice!  This story is entirely fictional. The characters in it are not
real. The acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author and
never actually happened. The views of the characters do not represent the
views of the writer. The locations for this series were chosen at random.

Copyright February 2012. All rights reserved.


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Ryan and his stepfather, part 18. Final Episode, wrapping it up.
Date: 2001
Ryan is 17, Joey is 21.


We sold the Ryan's Pleasure in March, 2000 to a yuppie couple from the
suburbs of Milwaukee.


Joey its trying to become a new ager. Now he's trying to be vegetarian,
still works at a local coffee shop as the afternoon to closing manager. He
plans to start college in Warsaw next semester. Joey is stuck at 6'1" still
weighs 160 lbs, mostly bones I think. Ryan says he still shaves all his
hair except his head, which is now about two feet long but tied up. Still
doesn't smoke anything, and won't touch alcohol because it's too
processed. Ryan whispered to me that they carefully shave each others back
sides every two weeks. And Joey is proud to announce that he has never been
to a McDonald's.


Ryan is now 5' 10" an inch taller than me and weighs about 185 lbs. He quit
the swim team during his junior HS year when his asthma put him on the
bench for weeks at a time. I think all the moisture+dust around the pools
were making his breathing worse. Last time he saw his mother was in 1999
when she came over to tell us she was moving to Kentucky with her 3rd
husband. We had a little party in the kitchen and wished her well,
cupcakes, candles, and grape juice. She acted as if I was Ryan's biological
father and not his adopted father. Ryan wished her well and now smiles a
lot more that this chapter of his life seems to be closing for good. I
still have no idea why Ryan was so miserable in his mothers presence since
we first started dating many years ago. He never wants to talk about it
except for saying that she lied to him a lot during her first marriage. I
think there's a lot more to the story I'll probably never know.


Joey of course still lives with us.  We heard last year that Joey's mother
died in 1999 in Indy and was cremated, her ashes sprinkled into Lake
Michigan. Joey was sad and depressed for a couple weeks but recovered and
seems to be relieved that he finally has closure to the tragic story of his
bio-mother. Someone she knew in Indy found my business card in her
possessions when she died then came looking for me to tell us of her
fate. She died in April, 1999 of pneumocystis.


During his senior year some redneck teen at the HS started to harass Ryan
and threaten him. When Ryan told Joey the next day he parked a few parking
spots from Ryan's car and watched. During lunch Ryan was sitting in his car
eating when this redneck dude came up to the side of his car and started
calling him a disgusting fag and other stuff. Joey was instantly livid,
silently approached this kid from behind while Ryan watched with a true
sense of fear for what Joey would do. Joey was about three inches taller
than the bully kid. Joey reached gently grabbing the back of the boys neck
while he was verbally harassing Ryan through the open car window. The bully
kid whose name is Warren Boone thought it was his girlfriend grabbing his
neck and never turned to see Joey towering behind him. Over a period of a
few seconds Joey's grip gradually became tighter and tighter on Warren's
neck. When he felt the pain he tried to turn around to see who had grabbed
his neck. Joey's grip tightened even more while he crunched his teeth
together with a smile that would send a chill of fear down Stephen King's
spine. Warren could not turn around to see who had his neck, but he now
assumed it was one of the teachers from the school.


Joey started to back-up with Warren in his grip pulling him with little
resistance to the front of Ryan's car pressing him face-first onto the hood
while releasing his neck. Warren spun around to see a face that was about
2-3 inches taller than him so he pushed his arm and right fist as hard as
he could into Joey's stomach, which did nothing.


In a flash Joey flung his flat-open right hand into the side of Warren's
face slapping him very hard. His head/neck and upper body spun to the side
then slowly returned to face Joey again. Ryan thought he felt the crack
inside the car when Joey slapped him it was so hard and loud.


With a movement as fast as a blur, Joey's right arm flew towards Warren's
neck re-gripping the front of Warren's neck and started to slowly
squeeze. Warren kicked Joey in the legs but the grip became tighter. Joey
never blinked.


Warren started to become weak, his arms and legs stopped moving and the
expression on his face went blank. Joey released his neck but Warren never
fell.


Joey leaned over into Warren's face and whispered into his ear, "Leave Ryan
alone or I'll come back and next time - I won't stop." Warren and Ryan
watched as Joey got back into his car and silently drove off. Warren
yelled, "FAG!" as Joey drove away. His brake lights came on, the car
instantly halted, the door flew open and a very mad Joey walked swiftly in
an extremely straight line to Warren's face. Ryan had never seen Joey that
mad before, it was kinda scary.


J: "Say it again." Joey quietly whispered with a huge sinister grin on his
face with his nose within inches of Warren's ear.


W: "Nothin." He said looking down at the parking lot pavement.


Joey returned to his car, stopping to glare at Warren before he sat in the
car, closed the door and drove very slowly across the HS parking
lot. Warren ignored Ryan the rest of the school year. Warren walked back
into school with his face burning on the left side. Ryan finished his lunch
then went back to class. Warren developed four small oval bruises on the
sides of his neck but never admitted to anyone how they got there. In the
student commons the next day Warren was sitting next to a fellow
idiot. They both saw Ryan walk across the room. Warren's friend said to
him, "There's fag boy." Warren looked at his friend and told him, "Why
don't you shut the fuck up!" They stared at each other briefly then decided
to go outside to smoke.


Ryan is already accepted into Ivy Tech in Warsaw upon graduation for an
accelerated students program to fast track him into X-ray/sonography
school. He wants to do ultrasound imaging for a living. He'll graduate in
2003 if everything goes well.


OG has moved into the house with us part-time. He spends half of every week
with us, the rest at his house. His job has changed to partial
telecommuting sharing my computer and network capacity in the basement
office. His place in Goshen is up for sale.


We have discussed moving to southern California when Ryan finishes school.




2003


Ryan is 19, Joey is 23.


Joey is still the night manager of the (only) coffee shop in Syracuse. His
car now has 200,000 miles and running strong. Those old Honda's never
die. He is halfway into his associates of business program at the IPFW
extension campus in Warsaw. He also takes some classes at IVY Tech too and
should graduate next year with a 3.0 GPA, a miracle for him but proof that
Ryan is as motivated to help him learn and study as Joey is. We cannot
forget that Joey is learning disabled but hides it well. I think Ryan does
some of his homework for him. He's also Joey's private tutor since the boys
mastered the techniques for helping Joey learn and retain the best using
flash cards and music. The thing to understand about Joey's injury is that
he is `learning' disabled, not thinking disabled. He struggles with the
absorption and retention of new information. Certain types of problems he
also struggles with solving. It took him almost two months to learn to give
change at the coffee shop. Ryan taught him that too.


Ryan graduated and passed X-ray Board exams and is now working full-time at
Goshen Hospital as an ultrasound tech. He finished high school and college
with a 3.85 GPA. We rented a party room in the back of a restaurant in
Goshen for a party for both boys. For the 2nd time they hugged and kissed
in front of a now larger group friends. As a graduation gift I got the boys
a full size Tempurpedic mattress and bed frame. Joey moved into Ryan's room
officially the day after graduation. The sofa went into Joey's room so they
use that end of the house as their own two room apartment. Joey does all
the laundry and dishes as rent payment. Ryan got a card in the mail from
his mother after he graduated.


Ryan's been staying in touch with Scotty since he graduated from Wawasee
High School. Last contact with Scotty was he got himself into IU Med School
and is still pre-med with a 3.9GPA. He told Ryan he wants to join the Navy
and be a doctor on a US aircraft carrier.


My house went up for sale in August of 2003 and sold on the 74th day.


OG and I flew to San Diego to look at condos with ocean view finding one
near the USS Midway for $750,000. It has two bedrooms, two baths and 1200sq
ft, which is an adjustment down from my water-front home on the east side
of Lake Wawasee on the channel. At least we won't need the snow gear any
more.


In September we moved to San Diego.


The boys rented an apartment in Goshen near the hospital. Joey now works at
a Starbucks in Goshen as the assistant manager. Ryan is still working at
Goshen Hospital. The boys are happy and healthy. I sold my truck to Ryan
for one dollar before we drove to California via Indy, St. Louis, Oklahoma
City, Flagstaff, Phoenix, Yuma, San Diego in OG's car. It took us six days
because we made a few side trips, like to see the Grand Canyon and the
Gateway Arch. Ryan sold his car to Joey for one dollar when the Honda
finally died at 220,000 miles.


In 2004 Joey and Ryan phoned telling us of their plans to get married. Of
course we changed their plans. They agreed to something more lavish and fun
but costing them nothing instead.


2005


Ryan is 21 Joey is 25.


We flew the boys out here for a dedication ceremony since they still can't
legally marry. I rented rooms at a local hotel, the Andaz. We hired a gay
minister to perform the ceremony on the hotel roof top by the pool with a
Padres game in the distant background. It was Joey and Ryan, me and Gary,
and two of their best friends from work, one for Ryan, one for Joey. We all
rented tuxedos except the girls. There were about five hotel employees
attending also.


I reached down to firmly hold OG's hand when the ceremony started.


Minister: "Do you Ryan Joseph Green take this man Joseph Alexander Wilson
to be your husband, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall
live?"


R: "I do."


Minister: "And do you Joseph Alexander Wilson take this man Ryan Joseph
Green to be your husband, in sickness and in health as long as you both
shall live?"


J: "Yes Sir."


Minister: "By the power vested in me and in front of your family and
friends and in the presence of God, I now pronounce you married. Joey, you
may kiss your husband."


Joey leaned over briefly kissing Ryan, then turned toward us as if for
approval. We all were tearfully happy and applauding with joy for the two
boys.


There they stood on the roof of the Andaz with the San Diego skyline in the
background in their fitted black tuxedos.


It was the first time I really noticed that Joey's ears were really not
sticking out any more. That didn't make a difference to me but I knew it
bothered him. They looked so handsome in their tuxes. It was one of those
images I want to remember for the rest of my life. I was so proud.


Ryan was the only one who didn't cry. Don't know where he pulled that
strength out of that day. I heard from his best friend Summer who we also
flew in from Goshen (she was his best man) that on their wedding night,
after the party, back in their hotel room, Ryan did his sultry slow belly
dance strip tease for Joey while he was sitting in a chair in the room. It
must have been extra erotic and hot because Joey started to spray cum on
himself and Ryan before either of them actually touched his dick. The rumor
was they did it eight times that night and really never slept. She said
Ryan told her they spent over half the night in 69 position.


About three weeks after they returned home I got a call from Ryan one
Saturday night. He said they wanted to move out west.


D: "Like to where?"  R: "Maybe L.A. or southern California" D: "Let me look
into things and I'll call you back."  R: "Cool, thanks Dad, give Ohjee a
kiss from us, bye."  D: "Yeah, bye."


Three months later OG and I found a studio apartment in a converted garage
near the beach. We agreed to pay to move the boys west. In August they
drove out in Ryan's truck following the same path we did, arrived four days
later and moved into their tiny apartment in Ocean Beach, California. We
paid their deposit and first 4 months rent in advance. About the only thing
they brought from Indiana was their full size bed and money they saved.


Joey and Ryan quickly became surfer dudes, adopted the lingo and
everything. Ryan was hired at a local plastic surgery clinic that does face
lifts, tummy tucks, liposuction, and abortions for $85,000 a year. Joey is
manager of three Starbuck stores. Ryan was also hired to pose for a local
gay magazine on his surf board on the chilly pacific ocean, wearing only a
tiny speedo. I got a copy of the centerfold framed in our bedroom. He was
shaved smooth and very hot. The same magazine offered to shoot Joey but he
declined.


OG and I have dinner with the boys once a month. Joey drives a 20 year old
beater BMW with a surf board rack on the roof. I hear he still skateboards
at a local park with the kids once a week helping them learn. He also lets
his hair down on those days but for nothing else.


2020


Ryan is 36, Joey is 40. OG and I are in our 50's.


Ryan's best friend 'Summer' from Goshen Hospital moved to San Diego a year
after the boys.


Ryan and Joey got married in 2020 after gay marriage was legalized in
California, Nevada, and Washington State.


OG and I rented two suites at the Andaz in the Gas Lamp district again and
re-did their I-Do's. This time instead of rented tuxedos it was swim suits
and t-shirts followed by a dip in the roof top pool. Joey had his
skateboard at his feet. We shared the occasion so OG and I were married at
the same time. We've been together for ninteen years now.


Last we heard Scotty graduated from medical school and is now a practicing
MD as a naval officer aboard the carrier USS Abraham Lincoln. Scotty told
Ryan that when he finished officers school his father (former Navy
enlisted) saluted him with tears in his eyes but still rendered a proper
naval salute. They plan to meet next time the carrier comes to San Diego.


While helping care for an abandoned infant at a local hospital, Ryan
expressed an interest in adoption. In 2007, Ryan and Joey adopted a nine
month old Korean orphan and named him Daryl.


At first Joey was stumped about what to do. But one day his brain just
clicked-in and Joey became the best parent ever. At fourteen months of age
he spends part of every day with Joey at work. Sometimes Joey just needs
extra time to think about stuff.


Joey took up Yoga and Ryan is getting certified to do CT X-ray in addition
to ultrasound and regular old X-ray pictures. He said he was tired of
listening to pushy expecting mothers and looking at fetuses.


OG sold his part of the business in Goshen to his partner and decided to
retire at age 55. We work together still enjoying the fruits of my software
patents writing programs for large manufacturing companies all across the
world. We now work three days a week from home, spend one day a week with
our grandson at the beach or in their apartment, and invite the boys over
for dinner about every month. My life is wonderful. I am so blessed.


The End.




Thanks for reading.


Note: I am writing two more books, one a sci-fi/horror story. The other one
is a mainstream gay story. I hope to have both books on feedbooks or
smashboooks late in 2012.

It's funny, but as much time as I spent developing the characters in the
Ryan series I hate to just walk away from them, so I may recycle them into
the other books but with different personalities. There is a tiny chance I
may re-write the Ryan series removing the incest and some of the fetish
elements and release it as a mainstream book too.

Thanks to all the people who wrote during the entire process. I appreciated
every email.

Hugs! Boris.