Title: Fathers And Their Sons

Author/psuedonym: Patt Paulos-Darrow

Email: PattRose1@aol.com

Pairing:J/B

Rating:R

Category:Poetry

Date:March 30,2000

Series/sequel:no

Status:new

Archive:yes

Other website: http://pattrose1.tripod.com/index-2.html

Disclaimer: These guys don't belong to me, never did, never will, but I can dream. Petfly doesn't like to share. They also don't pay me, darn it anyhow.

Warning:Angst

Summary: Serious Poetry.

Feedback would be nice. It is wanted, needed and desired.

by Patt Paulos-Darrow
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We were sitting at the breakfast table having coffee and eggs.
And Jim started rubbing his foot up and down my legs.
I told him to knock it off, we didn't have time today.
And he looked at me and with hurt in his eyes, looked away.
I went to him quickly and took him into my arms.
He started kissing me and I said, wow, much better than smarm.
I asked him if we could have his father over for dinner and boy the look I did get.
I said, you know, Jim, he needs to know about us, we have never really met.
Okay, he agreed to it, but he is scared I can tell.
In the Bull Pen, every time someone talked, he yelled.
They all asked me what was wrong, I told them I didn't know.
We have to move on with things, Jim has to learn to show.
He loves me like crazy as I do him.
But it can't always just me me and Jim.
Sometimes we will be away from the loft, what a thought.
And out shopping, I have went for rings, that I bought.
I plan on doing this right, I don't care what he thinks.
Hell, if it doesn't seem to be working, I will just give him more drinks.
What could William think, what will he do?
Questions of mine, that aren't out of the blue.
Been wondering about them for awhile now, worrying about it some.
Time to get those drinks made, lets see, how about some nice coke and rum?
William is here and tells me that the place looks great and smells devine.
I can't wait to tell him about me and Jim, about how he is mine.
But as we eat, William starts telling Jim about some dirty fag that he used to know.
Jim's face says it all, it is like he received the very lowest of blows.
I knew right then that he would not tell him, I was so depressed.
And I walked into my old room and started to get undressed.
I just want to go to sleep, he can visit with his dad alone.
I am very angry right now, sure hope that Jim doesn't have a zone.
I lay down on the bed and in Jim comes to tell me to come out for dessert.
I swear this man is like manna from heaven, and he is also a big ole flirt.
I get up and wander out and his dad has an odd look on his face.
He tells me that Jim told him, and he doesn't understand this disgrace.
Wow, I am bowled over with shock, perfect is this man.
I go to him and take him in my arms, cuz I know I now can.
I hug him hard, I kiss him very soft.
And glad that we are not alone at the loft.
His dad says he doesn't understand, I told him that we are in love.
He looks at us like we are aliens from some planet far above.
What are you doing, Jim, what has he made you believe?
And Jim just smiled and said, you know Dad you are free to leave.
William just sat there and said, why him, why here?
Jim said, I always was Dad, thats right your son, Jim is a queer.
He said it with anger touching his voice, but I knew he was hurt.
He would never be mean to his dad on purpose, never ever curt.
His dad was shocked and said, you were not this way always, I am sure.
I stood up and smiled and said, next thing he will want is some kind of cure.

William is mad now, he is losing his cool.
Which just makes him look like a bigger fool.
I love this man so much, he is such a strong guy.
I know that deep inside he is wanting to cry.
It is okay Jim, I will hold off those demons for however long.
Your dad is an idiot, he is most definitely wrong.
But keep the faith, Jim, he may still come around.
And if he doesn't than at least we broke the first ground.
I love you man, forever I will have the need.
Come here big man and let me do that evil deed.
I hold you tight and let you relax just a little bit.
Because in just a few monents you will be having a fit.
I love the noises you make, I love those faces even more.
There is nothing about you, nothing, that I don't simply adore.
I am making you moan, groan and out and out pant.
I tell you to just let go and you tell me that you can't.
But I push you some more and all of a sudden you let yourself go free.
And God, that is something that I always hope that I am able to see.
I start to pound you harder, and you are starting to squirm.
Which is fine, because we both are very, very firm.
Time for release, time to feel extremely good.
I love you big guy, like only a great guide could.
We lay in each others arms, and start to fall to sleep.
When all of a sudden your beeper decides to beep.
You look at the number and say I don't want to talk.
I look at the name and I just stare and balk.
William is calling, I make Jim call him back , really quick.
I am watching the big guy as William is pouring it on thick.
I see the tears rolling down his face and I go to be by his side.
Because with me, it is something he doesn't have to hide.
His dad says he wants to at least get to know his son.
But not as in the couple, but only as just one.
Jim continues to cry softly, and hangs up the phone.
And all of a sudden he starts sobbing and lets out a groan.
He is so sad, so lonely for his dad making him also miss his mother.
He holds on to me so tightly like there will never be any other.
I am thrilled that I am here for him, and can help when I can.
Because after all is said and done, he is a very wonderful man.
I love him now I will love him tomorrow.
And I will help him swallow some of that sorrow.
Things will be better, some day his dad might come to his senses.
And then we can do some major building and mending of fences.

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