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Ben thought he was going senile. Excited about celebrating his boy's 18th birthday? When the little sucker finally becomes a man? Well yeah, he was senile since he started a little league team in town with John as the star player. He's been senile since he promised to spoil him eleven years ago. Because now, he had a bright young man. Overly kind, loved to help out everyone and essentially a goody two shoes who would cry and bury road kill on rock marked graves. The kid was honestly the biggest bleeding heart in town and Ben was honestly surprised at how he managed to raise such an angel. He really turned the little monster in that file around with daddy's careful hand.
He never laid a hand on the kid. Not even sexually. He had his fun with the oldies while John went fishing with the husband's while Ben was “doing some hefty work” or getting some much needed cooking lessons. The lie always worked and John always had fun fishing at the lake with the other kids.
Another massive surprise from raising John was how the kid barely ever used his powers. Not even while mad or upset. He did get the bad fame of being a little too strong. But Ben had joked his kid got it from him.
Anyways his alcoholism and drug abuse was well hidden from John. Couldn't let his baby boy know daddy did bad stuff.
John was really growing up to be a great omega. Playing baseball all through school where he was a popular kid and free from bullies. When he graduated. Ben wasn't surprised when John decided to stay and help him with the farm. Insisting that he had more fun taking care of their sheep and shearing them, as well as picking apples and going into town to stock various vendors and markets with their juicey reds.
Ben, just in case, always wanted John to know he was free to go to college, but John had assured his daddy that he could learn everything from his daddy and that he didn't wanna leave home unless his daddy said so.
So of course Ben had said John could stay till he was old and decrepit. Making his boy smile in such a sweet way. It always made all the ice in his heart melt away. It always got him a hug and a purr from his son.
Anyways, back to the present where Ben's kitchen had been invaded by most of the ladies he had fucked. Their husbands and children, decorating the house for John's surprise birthday.
Ben was mostly in the kitchen to “help” the ladies in locating things and making sure it's to John's likings, as well as moving heavy stuff or frying.
John was currently whisked away by his friend and none the wiser on what was going on at home. One of the neighbors' kids had invited John for a bike ride to the lake and the kids were off to collect rocks. A rather dumb hobbie John had. But he was pretty bland for an omega to begin with. He liked baseball, horseback riding, rock-ology or some shit like that and tending to animals. He wasn't bad at cooking perse, but he was great at cleaning and being obedient that was for sure.
It was quite nice, fuck he's gotten soft, to have his neighbors over and actually happy to help and celebrate John's birthday. The kid had really won them over with his golden heart.
The pies were getting pulled out from the oven by him. John adored apple pie, no cinnamon, star anise, and so Anna Gabrielle, his favorite eighty year-old granny, had made them all by scratch with her daughter and granddaughter's help.
Marietta, his favorite seventy-two year old, was happily mixing some gravy for the mashed potatoes and lamb chops. A classic meal here in town. Due to the disgusting amount of sheep and lamb in the lands.
The people who hadn't contributed to the food or decorations had instead given some nice gifts. John loved sweaters, so he had gotten three knitted ones and one vest. He thought they looked ugly, but watching John scent his clothes was a feast for the eyes. Especially when he'd beg his daddy to scent one of them. He also got a metal bat and some fishing gear as well. Some of the younger girls had decided to make some rather patriotic friendship bracelets for John and Ben couldn't help but be amused at how all the girls, omega, beta, alpha, were all pining for his boy.
It was highly entertaining to hear the hush hush giggle hush omegas debate with the alpha girls on why it was possible for two omegas to be together. John had a penis after all.
Ben chuckled a bit as the girls squealed over at the coffee table where they sat gossiping, not at all aware Ben had super hearing.
“Carla, when should I call Johnny?” Ben asked one of his younger conquests. Just sixty-three, he didn't think he could get younger than that.
The red headed lady turned to him, drying her hands on a dish towel.
“Oh hunny, I think you should call him now. Is everyone ready?” She yelled out to all the occupants in the house. She after all was the head of the operation after Marietta.
Ben walked over to the house phone and dialed John's phone. It barely rang once before it was picked up.
“Hiya pops!” Johnny giggled out, some laughing could be heard on the other side. Clearly it was Marietta's omegan grandson, Steven.
“How's my baby boy?” Ben asked, looking into the kitchen while all the ladies tried to stay shush shush and succeeded, even through their humor.
“Riding my bike with no hands.” Johnny said, with the same tone in his voice that he'd make when he'd accomplish a new skill immediately.
“Didya find any pretty rocks for daddy's fireplace mantel?” Ben said, easily playing the adoring father in front of a crowd. It wasn't hard, long ago Johnny made him senile, stupid and overly affectionate. He's just glad as fuck John doesn't have his grandpa alive.
Johnny giggled on the other line. The other omega giggling along.
“I found an old chunk of granite! As well as some obsidian. We are on volcanic lands after all.” John says smartly and gets a scared noise outta Steven.
“Dude, relax! It's long extinct!” Johnny teases his friend.
“Ready to come home now?” Ben asked kindly as he rubbed the kitchen arch where he had craved in John's heights as he grew, smiling fondly at the ones he added from the file. Thanking the one that fuck you up from above that John's forgotten most of his early life.
“Yeah! We're on our way back cuz Steven got chased out by a territorial raccoon!” John cackled as Steven tried hysterically explaining how big and violent the creature was.
“Okay be careful with the trucks and cars and stay on the side of the road and for the love of God don't stop to bury every single dead animal you find on the way home.” Ben commanded just a bit, the smile in his tone evident because John promised not to while laughing.
“See you soon baby.”
“Okay dad!”
And Ben hung up.
A few of the ladies cooed at him and Ben just chuckled at their reactions as he sneaked a beer from the kitchen, kicked out since he was no longer needed. So he inspected the decorations and was sent out to the porch to be the lookout and to knock three times when John was near.
Of course, he couldn't exactly tell them that Johnny probably heard them all already through the phone, after all that was the reason why John was so giggly. It was hard to ever surprise him when he could hear people's heartbeats from up to three miles away. He'd been a bit concerned when John had told him he could recognize his daddy's heartbeat. But now, he was glad.
Right about now John should be able to hear the whole commotion in their house. And just before he took a sip, he smiled.
“Happy Birthday baby boy.” Ben muttered quietly. Knowing that when his son was in range, he was always listening.