Im Coming...Home.

"Fine but no staring fights, this man has our grandbaby." Mike nodded, slipping on a fresh shirt and pecking Alex's cheek.

"Alright, I will control myself." Alex rolled his eyes and got dressed as well, grabbing the keys.

Mike loaded into the car, resting his head in Alex's lap while the man drove them.

Alex drove them down to Alan's house, hopping out, holding Mike's hand as he knockd on the door.

Rick answered, beer in hand, standing in all his naked glory.
"Hi." He nodded. "ALAN! Mike and Alex are here!! Deal with them while I find pants!"

Alan snickered, coming into the room in just his boxers.
He nodded at them.
"Hey Alex."
Alex nodded, eyeing the man as he stepped in, tugging Mike along.

Mike waved lightly, watching his grandson with a frown as the boy walked off to find his own boxers, his ass shaking.

Alan gently popped him in the ass as he gestured for them to follow him into the kitchen.
"Want somethni to drink?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Sure..." Mike frowned, crossing his arms. "And you could not touch his ass in front of me? He is my grand baby!"

Alan shrugged.
"Beer good?" He asked, reaching in the fridge.

"Fine." Mike nodded, glancing at Alex irritably.

"Why give me that look?" Alex whined. "I'll have one too." He nodded at Alan who tossed them botha beer.

"Because he irritates me by touching Rick's ass in front of me! Alone is fine but...MY BABY!!!!!" He flailed his arms.

"Then give him the bitchy look." He shook his head. "So how's it goin Alan?"
"S'alright." The man nodded at him.

Mike did, giving Alan the look and pouting.
"Be nice!!"

"I am nice." Alan chuckled softly. "Hurry up Rick!" He called.

Rick hopped down the stairs, pouting at him.
"Dont rush me."He walked up, trying to get another beer.

"You arae gonna get drunk, ya light weight." He snickered at the boy.

Rick pouted at him, glancing at the beer.
"I handle it well, plus you will like me drunk."
Mike whined at them.

"I'm going to laugh my ass off at you." He pecked his jaw and pulled the boy in his lap.

Rick whined, pushing at his face.
"So what do you two want?"

Alex shrugged.
"Mike's the one who wanted to come over." He raised an eyebrow at his husband.

"I want to talk. Your momma and Daddy love you Junior..."
"Momma hurt Alan."

Alan smiled softly down at the boy, enjoying how protective he was over him...

Rick was protective, and he was going to be strong like his father is.
You dont fuck with Alan.
And if you do he is kicking your ass.
"Baby..." Mike sighed softly.
"No. And if I see him imma knock his lights out."