Ryan's POV

"Jack what the fuck."

The building before us was large and a colorful sign the read 'Fun Unleashed' above the glass doors.  I could see large jungle themed playground equipment and small children climbing all over.  My left eyebrow raised.  Is he serious?  He's taking me here?

"What?  You've never been to one of these before?" Jack looked down at me with a luminous smile stretching across his face.

I gave him a good natured shove, "Shut up hedgehog face."

"Now, now," Alex locked the car, "Calm down, boys.  Keep those dicks in check.  There are kids in there."

The blue haired man ruffled my hair and flicked Jack's ear, causing him to pout and cross his arms over his chest.  I laughed and grabbed their hands.  They're so nice to me.  I will treasure every moment I have with them.

After paying to get in and getting our hands stamped as rite of theme park passage, we went into the colorful room.  Large plastic tubes ran everywhere and the joyous screams of children filled the air.

"Jack, why are we here?" I asked and turned to Jack, whose eyes were filled with a kind of childlike wonder.

"To have fun!" He squealed and bounced off to the entrance to the climbing tubes, "I'm going up!"

"Wait those aren't for-"

But I was too late.  He had already disappeared up the passages, not even bothering to take of his scuffed converses.  I shook my head.  If he's going to run off like this he should at least use proper tube-climbing etiquette.

"So what do you think, Ry?" Alex placed his hand on my shoulder, "Should we go after him?"

I shrugged, "Nah.  We'll let him climb around for a while."

"Good idea.  So how's the binding going?  Is it comfortable enough for you?"

I nodded, "It's going great.  Thanks again, Alex."

A week ago Alex had bought me a chest binder at a local LGBT+ centered shop.  The man running it was also FTM and helped me a binder that fit just right.  I had already thanked Alex about ten times already, but even that couldn't measure up to the gratitude I felt.  He's such a great guy.  I am so glad that a person as nice as him exists in a hate filled world like this.

Little kids had been steadily popping out of a bright red slide near us.  But this time a tall lanky man tumbled out, almost making the children next to him bowling pins in his clumsiness.

"Jack, I told you to be careful!" Alex rushed over and helped him up, "You almost flattened those kids!"

"No I didn't!" Jack yanked his hand away from me and grabbed mine, "Come on Ryan, we're leaving."

Blowing past everyone else in the small spaces, we climbed through the tunnels.  I heard Alex yell after us and I knew that he would follow soon.  Jack stopped to rest in a tube with blue walls. My chest was pounding.  Man, I really do need to get out more.

Jack peeked through the small window that looked out on the equipment below, "You are no longer simple boy Ryan Kenneth." He mumbled and pulled me over to the window, "You are Private Ryan."  Jack's hand plunked on top of my head, "I have gifted you with your helmet.  You listen to Sargent Barakat, do you understand?"

"Yes sir!" I decided the best course of action was just to agree to his little game.  Besides, it was cute the way he and Alex did stuff like this.

"Alright Private," Jack whispered, "The enemy is nowhere in sight."

I nodded, "Roger.  How long will it be before we see him?"

"Judging by the amount of pizza he ate before coming; I say at least 10 minutes.  He's a lazy shit, Private."

I giggled but Jack quickly clamped his hand over my mouth, "Careful.  He can smell laughter."

"Jack are you high?"

"It depends.  Is it normal to want to stick an egg up your asshole?"

"I FOUND YOU!"  Alex popped his head in the tunnel, causing Jack and I to scream and crawl as fast as we could in the opposite direction. 

The wind rushed through my hair as adrenaline sped in my veins.  Jack kept screaming unintelligible things as we made our daring escape.  I couldn't remember the last time I had this much fun.  Real and true fun.  Who knew that crawling through oversized hamster tubes with horny 20 year olds would lead to this much happiness.

We reached a dead end.  Jack clutched me close to his chest, "No.  I will not let you take away my Private.  He is my son and I will protect him to the very end, you blue haired demon."

"Son?" Even though I knew he was just playing, Jack's words made me fill with a strange warm feeling.  His son.  That sounded so nice.

"Yeah, my son." Jack pulled me closer, his arm wrapping in the crook of my neck, "You're my son now.  I just unofficially officially adopted you."

Alex panted and collapsed on the smooth plastic floor, "Jack you bastard, I will get you back for this.  You know how feel about exercise."

"Alright!  Fine!" Jack let go of me and patted Alex on the back, "There's a slide not far from here.  We can get a drink and refuel you there after we get down."

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"You guys are so embarrassing."

I facepalmed and watched as Jack and Alex tried to beat eachother at the Dance Dance Revolution game at the arcade.  Of course, the two men were anything but quiet.  Finally, Alex won and with a triumphant shout and the clutching of tickets, we made our way back to our table to count the tickets we had collected.

Jack sipped at his mostly melted slushie, "Man, I wish this had beer in it." He stuck out his blue raspberry dyed tongue, "I gotta find a girl to make out with tonight.  She's never gonna expect this kind of flavor."

"Don't be a pedophile." I slapped him over the head.

"Hey!" Jack whimpered, "It's not polite talk to your father that way.

My stomach got that tingly warm feeling again, "Jack stop saying that.  It's making me happy."

"Father father father fATHER FATHER FATHER!"

Jack hugged me and inhaled deeply, "Did you put on my cologne this morning?  You smell good."  Before I could respond, lipped a piece of my hair in his mouth, "You taste good too."

"Gross!  That's cannibalism!" I pushed him away.

"It's not cannibalism if he doesn't swallow it." Alex argued.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever.  It's still gross.  And if swallowing is cannibalism than I'm pretty sure this isn't the first time he's done it."