My best Friend - Chapter 15 - Friday
My Best Friend - Chapter 15 - Friday
I felt myself coming awake. Coming up from my dreamland where I had been resting for these past few hours. Swimming towards the surface of my reality and my light. It felt good. I felt good. I was on my back and I let my legs stretch out under the sheets. I could sense Timmy beside me in the bed before I opened my eyes. I felt his presence. I could hear his quiet but steady breathing as he lay there still asleep. I stretched my toes and my body and my arms. It felt good to come awake at last. I looked forward to each and everyday lately. Every one was unique and different and full of promise for new things and today I hoped would be no different.
I opened my eyes and it was semi-dark in our attic room. I reached out my hand and felt Timmy beside me and I stroked his arm and his back bringing him slowly awake. I was staring at the ceiling just enjoying touching my partner sleeping soundly beside me in our bed.
“Hey man that feels so good Tom. Damn, I love waking up with you,” Timmy said in a quiet sleepy voice.
“Yeah, me too, Timmy,” I said sitting up and swinging my legs out over the side of the bed to touch the floor. I let the sheet fall off my body as I sat there on the edge of the bed waking up. My eyes became accustomed to the dark and I could see my shorts and shoes and shirt where I had left them the night before. I stood up and my cock was about half hard with my morning bladder full of pee. I turned around and glanced down at Timmy still lying in the bed with the white sheet covering him up to his nipples which seemed to be peeking out at me.
He was smiling up at me and I saw his eyes travel up and down my body as he drunk in the sight of my nakedness. He reached his arm down and flung off the sheet revealing his hard cock standing at full attention. Then he was up and out of bed and we were getting dressed and down the hall to the bathroom for our morning pee. I really enjoyed peeing with my lover. It was so cool to be able to share that intimate action with someone else. As we stood there draining our bladders we leaned forward and kissed each other.
We then shook our cocks off and stuffed them back in our running shorts and were off down the stairs. Timmy was first and he unlatched the door and we quietly went down to the kitchen where we met Mike having his juice.
“Hey Mike how’s it going this morning,” Timmy said to him.
“Great Timmy. How are you all doing?” he replied
“We are ready and raring to go man so let’s not be wasting any of this wonderful day,” I said as he finished his juice and placed the glass in the sink and I put my hand on his shoulders to walk outside.
We started out stretching exercises right away and each one did whatever we needed to limber up and get ready to run. At some unseen or unheard signal between us we knew we were ready and we took off at a leisurely pace down the driveway and down the street towards the park. When we got there we saw the two guys who were running yesterday there as well as Brad who was running in place with his hands stretched out straight in front of him. He was hitting his hands with his thighs and knees as he brought them up. Oh my God I thought. How the hell can anyone do that?
“Hey Brad,” Timmy yelled as he ran over to him with a huge smile on his face. Brad’s face lightened up as well when he saw us.
“Hey man ready to get your butt kicked out there today,” Brad said with a grin.
“You can only hope son but if by chance you do beat me then I will just plead my old age,” Timmy said laughing.
Mike and I watched them take off around the track and we followed behind at a slower pace. I let Mike keep up with me for a few laps around the track and Timmy and Brad had already passed us a few times. Shit they could run. They were like thoroughbred horses at Churchill Downs for the Kentucky Derby. I saw the two other guys were watching them run as well. I just did my best pushing my body to its limits and the personal goals I had set for myself in my mind. When I was finished I was finished and I walked over to Mike who was standing by the track waiting for me.
“I can’t believe how fast Timmy and Brad are,” he said with awe in his little squeaky voice.
“They are pretty amazing Mike,” I said trying to catch my breath and walking around in a circle.
Timmy and Brad finally stopped running and walked around catching their breath. Their breath made steam in the early morning air and I wished I had a camera to take their pictures to send to the twins. It was magical in the semi-dark early morning light. We could hear horns and traffic off in the distance as the town came awake for another day of commerce, pleasure and play.
Brad joined us for our sets of push-ups and sit-ups and soon we were done and we walked with him to his car.
“Thanks guys that was awesome. Next time Timmy I won’t be so easy on you and let you win,” Brad said with his infectious grin. Timmy laughed and clapped him on the back rubbing his shoulders.
“OK Brad see you on Monday. I think we may take the weekend off from our early morning run and sleep for an extra hour. Or maybe not as the case maybe,” Timmy said with a wicked sly smile on his face. I knew just what he had in mind.
On Saturdays we only worked half a day if we had extra jobs to do or stuff to catch up on. Tomorrow we would do Grand’s lawn and then our lawn. Usually we did people’s lawns once every two weeks depending on the amount of rain and all. Except for the Taylor’s which had to be done every week no matter if it needed it or not. But they paid for it and we enjoyed seeing Chris and Mavis. It was also payday for us and Bev had bought a great payroll program for her computer which made things much easier than when I had done them all by hand. Figuring out state and federal taxes is no easy thing. We did everything by the books.
Mike wanted to open his bank account on Saturday and he also wanted to take us out to dinner and games at Murphy’s before the big party at Jake’s. Timmy could read to the boys and get them tucked in and then head over to the party. I started to leak some precum just thinking about Jake and how hot he was going to be without those clothes! I wondered what he was going to look like but as long as he had a cock and balls hanging between his legs it would all be cool.
“What are you thinking about Tom?. You have the dreamiest look on your face,” Timmy said as he threw his arm around my shoulders and hugged me. Mike had run on up ahead so we were alone walking back to the house.
“Well I was trying to imagine what Jake was going to look like when we peeled those clothes off him. Damn my cock is getting hard and I am leaking all over my shorts just thinking about it man,” I said.
Timmy turned and reached down his other hand and grabbed my cock through my shorts and squeezed. It felt so good to be walking along the street with my lovers arm around my shoulders and his hand grabbing my cock. He didn’t mind at all that I was thinking about having wild passionate sex with another guy as long as he was by my side!
“Damn man you are hard. Looks like we better get back so I can take care of this thing. How about you stick it up my ass while we take a hot shower?” Timmy said.
I was weak in the knees as I said, “Yeah, I hope I can last that long man. You better take your hand off my dick right this minute or I will cream all over my shorts out here on the freaking street. I can just see the headlines now. Tom Peters shoots his load in the middle of Maple Avenue!”
Timmy let go of my cock and we hurried up the street and into the kitchen. I turned on the coffee maker as we practically ran up the stairs two at a time. I remembered to latch the attic door as we hurried to our bathroom. We stripped off our running attire in the hallway and then grabbed each other in an embrace as we pushed ourselves inside the bathroom still kissing and grabbing each other, giggling and laughing. Timmy reached into the shower as we continued to kiss and turned on the water. After a few minutes of kissing we pulled aside the shower curtains and almost jumped inside.
We grabbed the soap and began to soap each other all over. The feelings were so intense as the soap made our hands glide all over our hard muscles, abs, cocks and balls. There is nothing like having your balls soaped by another guys hands. I was almost exploding as Timmy grabbed a condom and unrolled it on my waiting dick. He kissed me quickly and turned his beautiful bubble butt towards me and leaned his arms against the tile wall of the shower while spreading his legs as far apart as he could inviting me to fuck his beautiful ass.
I walked up behind him and reached my hand into his ass crack where I found his waiting hole and pushed my soapy fingers in twisting them around to loosen him up and get him ready for my entry.
“God that feels good Tom when you do that. How many fingers do you have in there anyway?” He moaned as he leaned his forehead against the cool tile wall while the hot steamy water pounded down on his broad tanned back.
“Only two right now man. Do you want more?” I asked.
“Yeah man. OHHHHH FUUUCCKKK that feels good,” as I slipped three and then four of my fingers up his hole and twisted them around and around. I was hot and horny and ready to enter him so I took my fingers out and then grabbed my cock and pushed forward. He opened his hole with his sphincter muscles and I slipped right in with no effort. I loved the feeling when my pubes hit the back of his soft but firm butt. He closed the muscles back tightly on my cock when I was all the way in and he strained to keep them tight around the shaft of my cock to give me the maximum pleasure possible.
I began to push my penis in and out of his ass while I reached around to grab his hard cock in my hand. As I grabbed his cock he moaned loudly and hit his head softly against the tile wall. Damn we liked every position possible but this seemed to be our favorite so far. It was so intense and we were both feeling good as I shot my load with a huge grunt and I then I felt Timmy shoot his load all over the tile wall. I continued to pump his cock while I pounded his ass until we were both drained and I leaned exhausted draped over his back.
I pulled out and Timmy turned to kiss me. While we were kissing he reached down and took the rubber off my cock. We broke apart and he reached out and dropped the condom full of my cum in the trash while we rinsed off and turned off the water. What a waste of precious cum I thought with a chuckle. We dried off quickly, shaved, flossed and brushed our teeth. Soon we were back in the bedroom getting dressed and ready for our separate days. We retrieved our new cell phones and after making sure they were fully charged dialed each other. It was so cool to hear our phones ringing about 2 feet away from each other. We answered and each said hello and then we laughed and hung up. They worked! We had cell phones and we were cool!
Carrying our phones and Grand’s as well we walked downstairs where Mike was at his usual place sitting at the kitchen table with his head stuck over a bowl of cereal. He was so cute with milk running out of his mouth as he spooned the cereal and bananas into his open mouth. He bent his head to look up and smiled as we entered the room. We laid our phones on the table and got some breakfast. Soon we were eating and just talking about the day. Timmy had asked me about the surprise this evening and I had again not told him what we were going to be doing. He stuck out his tongue at me and I laughed at him.
Mike finished his cereal cleaned up his stuff and got our lunches out and ready to go. Then he came over and picked up Grands phone and started playing with it and before we knew it he had it programmed with our home phone number and dads, Timmy’s and my numbers. He gave her one of the old lady rings and had it all ready to go. He looked up at us as we both stared at him with open mouths and wide unbelieving eyes.
“What’s wrong?”he asked innocently.
“Nothing man. Nothing at all except for the fact that you are freaking awesome Mike! I can’t believe you just did all that. Here do mine,” Timmy said pushing his phone at Mike who set to work programming his phone. Mike asked him what kind of ring he would like and they bent over the table figuring it all out and trying some of the different rings. I got up and went over to the kitchen phone and found the phone book. With my back to Timmy and Mike I quickly looked up the number of the Sushi restaurant and wrote it on a scrap of paper which I stuffed in my pocket. I put the phone book away and turned back to the table.
“You want me to do your phone Tom?” Mike asked?
“Yes, please Mr. Phone Wizard Sir,” I told him walking to the table and pushing my phone across the table to him. He quickly punched up the different rings and we picked one out and then he programmed in all the numbers I would need for today. Damn this younger generation was smart and I was only 19. I was already behind the times and I was only 19 years old.
“We can do any others you need later,” he said at last. “Just let me know. I won’t even charge you cause you are my brother.”
I went around the table and gave him a big hug and kiss, “You are awesome for a little brother man. Do you know that? Thanks for your help. Dad said he gets 4 phones with his plan besides his so I think he needs to get you one as well.”
“Would you ask him for me please, please, please, “Mike jumped up begging and jumping around.
“Ask me to do what,” dad said walking into the kitchen.
“Well dad, I think Mike needs a cell phone as well and you said you get 4 extra phones on your plan. He just programmed ours in about 4 and a half minutes flat so I think he deserves one don’t you Timmy? And that way we can all keep in touch.” I said.
“No problem. I think that is a great idea. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it myself. I will call over to the store and ask Fred to put one aside for you to pick up later and one charger as well,” he said going over to grab a mug for a cup of coffee.
“Thanks dad, Thanks dad. I’m getting a phone. I’m getting a phone,” Mike said as he danced around the room. He was so happy.
I saw we had about 10 minutes before we had to leave for work. Grand walked into the kitchen at that time and it was wonderful to see her so early in the morning at our house. She said hello to us as she went over to the coffee pot.
“Well, how did you sleep in your new place,” we all asked at once.
“It was actually pretty good. I didn’t know if I could get to sleep but I must have been really tired. And it was my bed after all,” she said, “I went right off to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Thanks so much for moving all that furniture and so quickly too. And Alan thanks for letting me move in,” she said giving her son a kiss.
Dad blushed as he said, “We are just so glad to have you here mom. I love you! We all love you! This is your home now.”
“OK dad, Mike and I have to get to work now. We’ll meet you at Dr. Monroe’s at 4 PM OK.” I said.
“I will be there a bit early waiting for you in case I need to fill out any paperwork,” he said.
“After that Mike and I can go pick up his phone and then come back here. Timmy and I are going out tonight and it’s a big huge surprise for you know who so please don’t let the cat out of the bag and tell you know who about it,” I said with mock secrecy even though Timmy was standing right there listening to every word I said.
“Dad it’s not fair and your other son is being a big huge brat,” Timmy pouted to dad. “I think you should make him tell me what the surprise is. It’s just not fair.”
“I think I will stay out of this one boys,” dad said grinning and laughing at us.
Tom is a brat. Tom is a brat. Tom is a brat,” Mike started to sing over and over again as we walked out the door. I pulled his hat down over his eyes as he continued to chant his song.
Timmy walked us outside and gave me a great kiss on the lips even sticking his tongue into my mouth in hopes of getting me to tell him what the surprise was. I pushed him away saying “sorry lover boy you will just have to wait and see. Maybe we can go to the park with the boys when we get home from the doctor and then get cleaned up and then you can read to the boys early before we go out.”
“OK be that way you big mean old brat. I’ll be home around 5:15 PM or so.” he said as he stuck out his tongue while he waved at us as we left the driveway and headed to our first job. Mike and I were laughing and he was singing, “Tom is a bratttttt. Tom is a bratttt.”
“Watch it boy I still have to approve your paycheck,” I warned him in mock seriousness. He shut up immediately.
We had two jobs today and they both were right next door to each other which made things really easy and so much more efficient. I wished we had more like that. It was amazing how much time was lost when you had to unload and load all our equipment over and over again.
When we pulled up at the Wilson’s house we saw that we were the first ones there this morning. That was a first for this week I thought to myself. As we were getting out of the truck Bev and Brad pulled in right behind us.
We got out and said hello to Brad again and to Bev. She came over and gave me a hug and told me how touched she and Jessie were that we had invited them to the ceremony last night. Brad said it was great as well and that Tricia had enjoyed meeting all of us.
“That was so special Tom. I want you to know how special it was. I just hope that Jessie and I can feel that kind of love for one another someday. I mean we really like each other but I am not sure if it is the real thing or not. Do you think that is weird not to know right away?” she said.
“No I don’t think it’s weird at all. Just give it time and you will know. Jessie is a real nice person and both Timmy and I enjoyed getting to know her and Tricia last night.
The Wilson’s and the Critzer’s lived right next to each other. They both had fair sized lawns and we set about getting all our equipment unloaded. As we were unloading Mason Critzer came out of his house and crossed over the lawn. He was a nice guy and was Timmy’s and my age. He was going to The University of Virginia in Charlottesville. He was a real brain but he was also a lacrosse star. Being a pretty good athlete he knew Timmy better than me but he had always been friendly with me even though I didn’t run with his crowd. He had on a hastily thrown on pair of shorts hanging way down on his incredible frame. You could see the tops of his pubes sticking out over the top and his Apollo’s Belt was amazing. He wasn’t wearing a shirt or shoes and he had great looking legs and feet I noticed.
“Hey Tom how’s it going man,” he said coming up and shaking hands. “Damn man look at you. What happened? I hardly recognized you when I looked out my bedroom window. I remembered you cut our lawn but I thought mom and dad must have hired someone else while I was away at school. You look so great man. How is Carolina going?”
Lots of questions. “Hey Mason you are looking rather fine yourself. I love it at Chapel Hill man and well I just started working out, doing theater and running and well here I am. The new and improved me.” I said as I held my arms out and twirled around in place.
“Well fuck me man you have changed,” he said not knowing that I would love to actually fuck him anytime. “Hey have you seen Timmy around? I heard he was back working at the club but I haven’t been over yet and I haven’t seen him around anywhere. Everyone has been asking about him.”
Mason’s family belonged to the Country Club where Timmy worked as a lifeguard and this I felt would be the first big test of our being a couple in this town. My answer might say it all. What would I say? What would I do? Lie? Tell the truth? Tell a white lie?
“Yeah he’s back and we just spent a week down at Dewey Beach swimming, running, working out and learning how to surf. It was awesome man. Really awesome. We met some incredible dudes man and it was a real party scene down there. He’s actually staying over at my place this summer and we’ve been working out and running everyday twice a day at the Maple Avenue Community Park. And he’s going to transfer to Carolina and swim on their team next year and we are going to get an apartment together.” I told him. All truths. No lies. Not the full undisclosed truth but the truth never the less. He could think what he wanted.
“Well that is so cool man. Hey we will have to get together this summer OK. Maybe I can join you for a run sometime I need to keep these gorgeous legs in shape for lacrosse next season,” he said holding out one of his gorgeous legs for me to admire. “Look I know I’m keeping you from your work. What time do you take a break man?”
“About 9:30 or so,” I told him.
“Cool. Look my mom and dad are out working so come on over when you take your break. I’ll be in my room. Just come in the back door and up the stairs. My room is right at the top of the back stairs. I promise not to keep you long OK,” he said turning to walk back across the lawn. Was I feeling any vibrations at all? I wasn’t sure. But If I remembered correctly from the shower room Mason looked pretty nice without shorts on. His shorts were so low on his hips that his ass crack was showing as he walked and I was hard thinking about it. I knew he was so fucking straight but I also knew that sometimes the straightest ones fell the hardest.
I turned around and got to work. Bev and the others were probably thinking I was such a slacker this AM standing around talking and goofing off. I quickly lost myself in my work but I wondered what I would do if a situation presented itself with Mason and Timmy was not around? What would I do? What would be the proper thing to do? Neither Timmy or I had really talked about this. We were a couple but we seemed to enjoy having sex with other guys but it was always together as a couple. Sharing everything together. That’s the way it should be I thought to myself. There really wasn’t any question at all in my mind. I knew what was the right thing to do.
The morning just flew by and before I knew it I noticed that Bev had quit work and was motioning to Brad and Mike that it was break time. I told them I had to run over to Mason’s for a minute to get something but I would be right back. I started to walk across the lawn and pulled out my cell phone and the number of the restaurant. I quickly dialed the number while I walked hoping they would be there this early. I was in luck. Someone answered on the 5th ring. I gave them my name and asked for a reservation for two at 8 PM. I told them it was a special occasion and asked for a nice quiet table if they could. They sounded very nice on the phone and I was looking forward to my special surprise dinner with Timmy.
I closed my phone and slipped it in my pocket and walked around to the back door and opened the door and went inside. It felt cold in the house after being outside in the hot June sun as I walked through the kitchen and up the stairs. I looked down at my arms and could see goosebumps. I wondered why they called them goosebumps. Did geese have bumps? Mason’s door was open and I walked in just as he was coming out of the bathroom completely naked. Lord he was a hand full or to be more precise more than a hand full. His soft cock was huge and his balls hung down behind it at least 6 inches I thought. This had to be a set-up I thought as he stood there wiping his towel around his crotch and his flaccid penis and balls letting me watch him. Almost encouraging me to watch his show. Did he want me to applaud. I wasn’t going to make it easy for him.
“So what time do you and Timmy run,” he asked laying his towel on a chair and going over to his CD player to put on a CD giving me a prime view of his hard tight buns. They were shiny and hairless and looked as if he shaved them or maybe had them shaved I thought. My cock was hard in my pants but you couldn’t really tell.
“We usually get to the park around 5 AM and run and work out for about an hour. I don’t know if you remember Bev Baileys brother Brad but he is an awesome runner and he has been joining us as well. He’s on the high school cross country team and he’s only 16 man but he is really going to be a track and field star someday. Maybe even the Olympics if he gets the right coach and the right college.” I said. “Then we usually go back in the evening around 8 or 8:30 but that varies every day. It’s hard to say exactly.”
“Would you all mind if I joined you sometime?” he asked.
He turned to me from messing with his CD player and I noticed that his cock was about 1/3 harder than it had been before. He was showing off I thought to myself. The little tease thought he was going to get a blow job on my break. Tom didn’t play that game I thought. It was all or nothing with Timmy and me. Mason would have to beg us if he wanted to get his cock sucked and for damned sure he would be sucking on ours if he wanted us to play with him!
“Sure that would be sweet Mason. Let me give you my cell phone number and you can always call us man or just show up and try your luck. Either way you can run even if we aren’t there some days.” I said looking at his desk where I saw a pen and some paper. I walked over and bent over to write down my number. Mason walked over next to me and stood really close to me and his cock sort of hit the side of my leg as we stood there by his desk.
“Let me give you mine as well,” he said leaning into me and from his position preventing me from leaving. I could feel the heat from his cock as it lay against my leg but I didn’t make a move. Mason was going to have to beg I thought with a chuckle. These straight guys who just want a blow job give me the chuckles I thought. They thought they had all the cards and we fags would just melt at the sight of their beautiful cocks but that was not the case in my case. Timmy and I held the cards. It might be playing with fire to mess with him but I would have to talk it over with Timmy and we would have to see where it went.
He backed away and handed me the slip of paper with his number on it as I handed him mine. “Cool Mason, but I really should be getting back to work now,” I said.
“Maybe you and Timmy could come over sometime and we could hang out Tom. We have a great hot tub out back and my parents are going to be out of town for two whole weeks starting on Monday,” he offered.
“OK Mason that sounds cool. I will call you next week and see what we can set-up. I think Timmy and I would like that a lot.” I told him walking out of the room to the stairs. I started down the stairs and was about half way down when Mason called my name. I turned around and he was standing at the top of the stairs framed in the doorway with this light coming form behind him. He was innocently playing with his cock which was now about half hard. In his mind he still hadn’t crossed the line but he was pretty damn close I thought. I smiled and told him I would be in touch and then walked down the stairs and outside.
I was breathing hard as I walked across the lawn to find the others and get back to work. I had wasted my whole break time now and I was going to be really hungry come lunch time. It was my own fault but maybe Timmy and I could bust his cherry ass next week in the hot tub. I knew that was not what he had in mind but it was what he would get if he took us on. We would have him begging for more when we were finished with that tight sweet ass of his and I wondered how he would like my cock in his mouth? I wondered if Mason had ever sucked cock?
We got back to work and again the day seemed to slip on by and soon it was lunch time. Mrs. Wilson brought us out some iced tea and we sat at her picnic table and ate our lunch. She was really nice and she sat and talked with us as we ate. She asked after Grand and when I told her Grand had moved to our garage apartment she seemed really happy for her. She was an older widow lady who’s husband had died about 15 years ago. She was always nice to us but she seemed lonely to me as her children and grandchildren did not live near her.
After lunch it was easy to transfer all our stuff over to the Critzer’s lawn. I thought I could see Mason watching me out the window’s of the upstairs of their house and once I even thought I caught a glimpse of him with a fully erect penis jerking off but I couldn’t be sure due to the reflection of the light on the window and the shadows. Was it my imagination or was he stalking me from the front of the house to the back? I was probably just seeing things I thought to myself as we worked steadily all afternoon but if not I hope it was a good load he shot.
I had told Bev and Brad that we needed to quit early as Mike had an appointment with his doctor that afternoon at 4 PM. If we stopped around 3:40 that would be cool and would give us plenty of time to load our stuff and get to the office.
Both Brad and Bev told us not to worry they would load everything and then meet us at Grand’s house at 8:30 AM on Saturday morning. That would be wonderful I thought. A few precious extra minutes to sleep and maybe I could wake up having sex with my dear sweet Timmy. We had a lot to do on Saturday. Our day was going to be a full one.
I was caught up in my work when I felt Mike tug on my shirt. He was sweating but smiling as he motioned for me to cut off my mower it was time to go. I turned off the mower and took off my ear protectors and wiped my arm across my forehead.
“I can’t believe it’s already 3:30 PM man. Where did the time go?” I told Mike as I pushed the mower over to the back of the trailer. I was finished with my part so I rolled it right on the trailer. I waved to Bev and then to Brad as Mike and I went into Mrs. Wilson’s house to quickly use her bathroom and get cleaned up for the Doctor’s visit. We thanked Mrs. Wilson and she handed me a check which I gave to Bev as we walked by her on the way to my truck. Mike and I got in and buckled our seat belts and I started her up and drove the few miles to Dr. Monroe’s office.
I had known Dr. Monroe my whole life. he had been our family doctor since could remember. I wondered why he had never seen the signs of abuse I suffered at Rosa’s hands but it was to late to worry about all that with me. It was Mike we had to worry about although he seemed fine to me. In fact he seemed downright happy to me. But inside I wasn’t sure. I wanted to be sure he was OK. I guess Dr. Monroe would make an evaluation to determine if he needed to recommend a psychiatrist or something.
When we pulled into the office parking lot I could see dad’s car already there. We got out and went inside and he was sitting on a chair leafing through a magazine. He looked up and smiled as we walked into the empty waiting room.
“Hey boys. How was your day? You look pretty tired,” he said.
“It was great dad. We mowed two lawns today and I got to bag all the grass clippings and prune some shrubs and Mrs. Mason is real nice. She gave us ice tea and let us use her bathroom and Tom met an old friend of his and they talked for awhile and then it was time to come here.” Mike chattered.
At 4 PM Dr. Monroe himself came out in the waiting room and asked us all back to his office. We sat down in the chairs he indicated and he sat on the edge of his desk. I was glad he wasn’t playing that old doctor trick of sitting behind his desk and playing God. I had learned about that in acting class. He was a good looking man maybe about 50 or so. I couldn’t be sure. I knew he was divorced and that he had grown children. I was looking at his hands and staring at the large distinct veins running across their surface when he started to speak to us.
“Good to see you all here today. Mike we will talk in private in a minute OK but I just wanted to get you all up to date on what is happening right now. Mrs. Peters, as you know has been transferred to a special adult psychiatric facility in West Virginia. It is a locked facility and she is in a locked room on a locked ward. She has been heavily medicated and seems to have withdrawn into a catatonic state for the moment. It’s hard to say if this has been caused by the medications or she has just withdrawn. She is able to respond to simple directions but seems to have no will to do anything else at this time. She appears calm and from what the doctors told me yesterday she is healthy.”
“I showed them the photos you took Tom just so they would know the extent of the injuries she caused to young Mike here. I also took the liberty of showing them to the local authorities as well so they would be aware of the situation. I wanted everyone to know what she was capable of so they would be sure not to be fooled by her state of mind right now. I must say I was shocked when I saw the photos myself and I am sorry as your physician that I did not realize what had been obviously going on for many years with Tom and most recently this past year with Mike. Tom, to you I offer my utmost apologies. I can’t believe I didn’t see the signs but I guess Rosa had all of us fooled and whenever you came in for a physical you had an explanation for any bruises you had.”
“I told Alan that my recommendation was that Mrs. Peters never be released from the facility in which she now lives and I think that recommendation will be followed.” Dr. Monroe paused at this point and both Mike and I audibly let our breath out, which we had been holding in, with sighs of relief. I saw that Mike was gripping the sides of his chair and his knuckles were white. His little legs which barely touched the floor were swinging back and forth under his chair.
“Mike, I am glad you chose to come in and see me. In a minute we are just going to have a private chat and I will evaluate whether I think you should see another doctor. A psychiatrist I know who specialize in cases of young abuse victims. Everyone up to speed with what I am saying? Anyone have any questions?” Dr. Monroe asked looking at each of us in turn.
“Dr. Monroe I just have one thought to add. You seem to be a pretty straight guy and I know that Mike wants to be grown up and treated like an adult even though he is only 10 years old. But the past few weeks he has really grown up and I think he needs to be treated like he can understand anything you have to tell him. Please don’t keep anything from him because of his age. He wants to know and I think he deserves to know anything you have to say in language he can understand.” I said looking the doctor in the eyes. As he looked at me I felt all squirmy in my crotch. What was this I thought? Was I attracted to my doctor? Shit Tom what is up with you man? You are so fucking weird man.
“Tom you are very right and thanks for your insight and your input. From what Alan has told me you have really been the true adult in all this mess and I thank you for helping to keep your family together and for all that you have done. I think you are mature beyond your years.” he added looking right at me as he talked again making me feel all squirmy inside.
“OK now if you and Alan don’t have anything more to add I want to talk with Mike for a bit by ourselves.” he said. Dad and I got up and shook his hand. He had a nice firm grip and a great smile. “Oh Tom I think we should make an appointment for you to have a physical. You have obviously gone through a lot of changes with your body since I last saw you and I want to make sure everything is OK. Ask Debbie to make you an appointment for next week.” he said.
Dad and I left the room and Mike just sat there in his chair. I saw Dr. Monroe pull up one of the other chairs and sit knee to knee with Mike and start talking with him as we shut the door and went out into the still empty waiting room. I went over to Debbie and she fit me in for a 4 PM appointment the following Friday. I took a chance as I knew Timmy was a patient here as well and I told her that Dr. Monroe wanted to see both of us at the same time. She didn’t even look up as she made the notation. I wondered what Dr. Monroe would think but I had some questions I thought we both ought to ask him and after all he was a doctor.
“How is the new guy in your office working out dad,” I asked as I went over and sat down in a chair next to dad.
“Tom, he is amazing. We are getting along really well and he has just picked up everything so fast. I want to have him over for dinner so he can meet you all. His name is Jonathon Martin but he likes to be called Jon. He will be a senior next year and wants to work during school, and then if he works out maybe I can take him on as an associate.” he said with an excitement in his voice I had not heard in a long time. Perhaps never I thought.
“I am so glad dad. Everything seems to be going really well for us doesn’t it?” I said.
“Yes son it really has turned the corner so to speak.” he replied.
We talked about this and that and after about 40 minutes the door to Dr. Monroe’s office opened and he and Mike walked out. He had his hand on Mike’s shoulder and they were talking as they came into the waiting room.
He ran over to dad and threw his little arms around his neck and gave him a big hug. “I am going to see a friend of Dr. Monroe’s for a few times to just talk dad. He called him and set it up and everything.” Mike said matter of factly.
“Alan and Tom I made a series of four appointments with Dr. Larson who has a great reputation for working with young people. he is a nice guy and I am sure you and Mike will like him. I took the liberty of making the appointment for 5 PM on Monday’s. If he sees that Mike does not need the whole series he said they can cancel them once they see what is up.” He said reaching out his hand to shake dad’s hand who had stood up. I stood up as well and shook his hand and thanked him and told him I would see him next Friday afternoon for my physical.
“I know its hard for a growing young man like you Tom but don’t eat anything or drink anything other than water or black coffee after breakfast so we can take blood samples.” he told me as we started for the door.
“No problem Dr. See you then and thanks for everything,” I said.
“Thanks Dr. Monroe,” Mike said as we all walked out the door to our vehicles.
We got in my truck and started her up and drove out to go pick up Mike’s cell phone while dad drove home. “So everything go OK in there with the Dr.?” I asked Mike.
“Yea. It was cool Tom. Dr. Monroe is a nice guy. He just asked me questions about mom and what she did to me and how I felt about it all. It felt good to be able to talk to him. Thanks for bringing me Tom.” he said. “I really like working with you this summer. I am going to start saving up for a Game Boy and then a car or maybe a truck or something when I am old enough.”
I laughed at his long list and said,“You will be old enough before you know it Mike. Having your own bread is a great thing. It lets you be so independent man. But save as much as you can. That is the key man.” I told him wisely.
I pulled into the shopping plaza and drove up to the front of the Verizon Store. Mike was unbuckled and out of the truck in a flash and into the store before I even had a chance to unbuckle my seat belt and open my door. By the time I got in the store he was already talking excitedly to Fred.
Fred told him he had talked to dad in the morning and had already taken the liberty of charging up his phone so it would be ready to use this afternoon. He was handing the phone to Mike who was already punching in numbers and programming it at the speed of light.
Fred laughed as he said, “So I guess with this genius here you won’t need my help in programming your phones Tom?”
I laughed along with him and said, “Shit oops sorry about that man. No Mike had them all programmed in like under 5 minutes this morning. It was amazing.”
“I am surprised that it took him that long. But the offer still stands if you need any help that is what we are here for. We want to be your phone store and bring in your friends. Don’t forget Verizon to Verizon minutes are free.” He said handing me the bag with the charger and empty phone box and instruction book. “Enjoy your phones guys.”
Mike held his phone between his hands with his head down punching in numbers as quickly as he could as we walked out of the store with my hand on his shoulder to guide him so he wouldn’t run into anything. He was blind to the world as he walked with his brand new toy in his hands. He got in the truck and had to let go for a minute while he bucked up his shoulder belt and I got in and started up the truck after buckling my seat belt on.
“Oh Tom this is so cool. So rad man. It’s awesome. I can’t wait to show it to Joey and dad and Ben and Willie,” he said while he was listening to all the different rings.
“Well try and not make the boys jealous Mike OK?” I said.
“Sure Tom. I’ll let them use it too,” he said looking at me with a huge grin on his youthful face. “This one has games on it and everything! Sweet man!”
Mike started to giggle and then I heard my phone ring and knew it was him. I pulled over and flipped my phone open and pressed the send button and heard his little voice say, “Hello is Tom Peters there please.”
“Hello Mike, it’s me,” I answered with a laugh and then Mike just cracked up in a fit of giggles and laughter. It was good to hear him laugh. I told him to call Timmy and he pressed the audio call button and at the prompt he said Timmy and a few minutes later he was talking to Timmy who was just pulling up to our house. Mike told him we would there in a few minutes and then hung up.
A few minutes later true to our word I pulled into the driveway behind Timmy’s car and saw my lover man standing there waiting for me with a huge shit eating grin on his face. I got out and walked over to him and gave him a hug and a kiss and asked him what was up.
“Nothing man I am just so glad to see you Tom. I missed you all day long if you can believe that shit,” he said as Mike showed him his phone and chattered on about everything it could do. Text messages and games and all. It couldn’t take pictures but well one couldn’t have everything I thought. Timmy and I threw our arms around each others waists and walked into the house. Grand and the boys were in the kitchen having a small snack and Mike ran over to show them his phone.
I went over to give Grand a kiss and a hug and ask her how her day had been.
“It was great Tom. Ben and Willie were such big helpers today. We unpacked more boxes and the went over to my house to work on the attic with friends from church. We got a lot done today and the men moved boxes and boxes to the church for the rummage sale. I am just so amazed at all the things I have saved and collected over the years. I want you and Timmy to come over and look through some things I set aside to see if you want any of it before I give it all away.” she told us.
“Sure Grand we would be happy to do that. Maybe this weekend we will have some time if you are not in a huge hurry,” I said.
“Well at least by Wednesday next week. That is when all the folks from my church people are coming back again,” she said.
I turned to the boys who were so engrossed with looking at Mike’s phone. I was glad to see that Mike was letting them use the phone and look at it. I had to speak twice before they stopped to look at me. “hey guys I know you are having a blast with Mike’s phone but Timmy and I are going to have to take you to the park early today and then Timmy needs to read your chapter early as well. He and I are going out tonight. We’re going up to change now and will be ready in five OK?” I held up five fingers for them to see.
“Yeah cool,” they all said.
“Grand have you used your phone yet?” I asked.
“Yes I have. It is wonderful. I never realized how convenient they really are. Ben and Willie helped me out but I think I even have the hang of the voice call system. I declare Pops would not believe what they have today. All we had was those old rotary style black phones in the downstairs hallway. We certainly have come a long way since the dark ages haven’t we?” she said laughing.
Grand was a trooper and she was really taking to the new technology better than I thought she would. She was a hip hop Grandmother for sure.
“I am just having a salad and grilled cheese sandwiches for the boys dinner tonight so take your time at the park. Alan called and he and Alice are going out tonight isn’t that great?” she said.
“I was going to call you and tell you that Tom. Mom called me earlier and told me dad had called her and asked her out. She was like a schoolgirl. It was so cute. I teased her a bit of course but tried to be as encouraging as I could.” Timmy said.
“You mother did a fine job of raising you Timmy after that scoundrel of a husband left you two with nothing,” Grand said.
“Yeah he was pretty much a jerk but I look at it like it was better he did it early than late Grand. We were much better off without him.” Timmy said.
Timmy’s dad had left town with his secretary when Timmy was 8. He had completely stripped all the money out of their bank accounts and left Mrs. H. with literally nothing. The house was completely mortgaged, the car was not paid for, there were bills he had left all over town and she had never worked at all. She was of the generation that was raised to be wives and mothers and didn’t know any different.
The day after he left she picked herself up and went to find a job. No one in town ever heard her complain out loud. The only job she could find at that time was as a secretary in a real estate office as that let her see Timmy off to school in the morning and be there for him at 4 PM when he got home. She was determined to be a mom to Timmy first and foremost but to provide for the family as well. Timmy was her life and her reason for living and she was a great mom. Pretty soon she was running the place and knew more about real estate than her boss or the other male agents. Going against the times she studied at night for her real estate licence which was unheard of in those days. She scrimped and saved her money and talked to all her creditors, even though the bills were her husbands. She convinced them that they would get their money and she set up payment plans with each of them and over the years she had paid off every debt owed.
She divorced her husband but did keep his name because she felt it would be traumatic for Timmy to have to change his last name at his age. She passed her real estate exam with the highest scores ever achieved and began to sell houses. She was good at it and the clients loved her manner and her determination to either get them the best price possible or the best deal possible depending if they were the seller or the buyer.
As old man Patterson, her boss, got older and she got better she started to purchase the business from him finally taking over completely about 4 years ago. He moved to Florida with his wife and Mrs. H. started to make small changes. She started to hire women agents and now that was all she had. And they were all single moms whose husbands had walked out on them. She was a mentor and a friend to them all. The motto of her business was “ Let Us Put You In A Home You Can Trust” and she was known all over town as a good decent business person.
She had paid off all her creditors and was doing well for herself but it was never about money with her. She remembered where she came from and she was always helping people out who needed help. She was also know as a very generous person around town especially at the women’s shelter, the homeless shelter and the library. She probably gave away more than she made but she and Timmy were comfortable and had everything they needed. She had raised Timmy so he wasn’t big headed or stuck up and that was one of his traits that I really loved. He was a truly generous and big hearted person.
I couldn’t think of a better person for my dad to have a relationship with and I would love to be able to call her mom if they decided to get married. I knew Ben, Willie and Mike would love her as well and would accept her as their mother in a heartbeat after being dealt the horrible hand in Rosa.
Timmy and I ran upstairs and quickly changed into our running outfits and then were back downstairs in a flash. Mike grabbed his phone and he and the boys ran outside with us talking and chattering with us and themselves. We all ran down to the park which was pretty crowded with folks getting a jump on the weekend. I could see a band was setting up for the traditional community Friday night concert and cook out and there were lots of families and kids running around. Ben and Willie were soon lost in the crowd and I saw that Mike was torn between playing with some friends he knew and running with us.
“Hey Mike why don’t you go over and see your friends. Working out with us in the mornings and during the week will be enough for you. You don’t want to overdo it man,” Timmy said giving him a little shove in the direction of his friends who were looking in our direction. He didn’t need to be told twice and he took off. Timmy and I joined the others running around the track and soon we were in a slow but steady rhythm which allowed us to talk in between breaths.
“You won’t believe who I saw today man,” I said to Timmy.
“Who,” he replied.
“We did the Critzer’s lawn today and Mason came out wearing nothing but shorts man. He is so freaking hot man. His pubes were like sticking out of his shorts man and his ass crack was showing as well. He was showing off,” I said.
“But Mason is so damn straight Tom. He hates fags and faggots and fudge packers as he calls them. He was always the one in the locker room telling fag jokes and shit,” Timmy said.
“Well he may hate fags but I think he likes blow jobs man. Sometimes it’s the guys who scream the loudest who want it the most. Some guy has obviously sucked on that gorgeous cock while he was at UVA. I would bet the ranch on that one man. I could tell he wanted it one way man but I didn’t give him any satisfaction. He invited me up to his room to supposedly give me his phone number but when I got there he was just coming out of the shower. But the funny thing besides him being naked was that he was already completely dry man and he was pretending to dry off. And then to top it off he let his half hard cock rub against my leg when he leaned over me to write his number down. It was sort of funny but I didn’t laugh. I know he wants it man. He did ask about you and I did tell him you were living over at my house this summer. His parents are going to be away for two weeks and he wants us to come over to use his hot tub. I’m up for it if you are but only if he gives as well as he gets and he has to give first so we know he is serious.” I said.
“Shit man you are right about him being hot and all but I don’t know if that is wise man. Straight guys can be so damn unpredictable Tom. I mean I know I was straight until a week ago. I never said the fag word in the locker room but I never told anyone to shut up when they were talking about guys they thought were queer either.” Timmy said. “What if he freaks and tells the whole town about us and then it gets back to the team at Carolina?” Timmy said.
“Look let’s just play it by ear OK. We’ll just go over there and see what’s up and just go with the flow,” I said puffing.
“OK that sounds cool Tom. I will just follow your lead,” he said.
“Oh yeah another thing. I made an appointment for a physical with Dr. Monroe today for both of us at the same time. He asked me to make one for me and well I just thought I don’t want anyone to have my balls in their hand if you are not in the room with me even if it is our doctor.” I said with a laugh. “So when I was making my appointment I just asked the receptionist to make one for you at the same time. She didn’t even blink an eye or say anything so I will be interested to see what Dr. Monroe says when we both show up. I think we ought to tell him we are gay and are active sexually to see what he says. We should be tested for AIDS every once in awhile and we can ask him any other questions we might have. And I am not sure but I was getting some decidedly weird vibes from the old Doctor of you know what I mean.”
“Wow Tom you always have something new happening don’t you. So that wasn’t the surprise for me was it?” he asked.
“Hell no man. I am not going to make it that easy for you,” I said giving a little spurt to my step as we ran along. “The appointment is for 4 PM next Friday. Do you think you can get off work early for it. I know I should have called you and asked first but truthfully I forgot I had my cell.”
“No that will be cool Tom. I have to work late for the swim meet on Thursday night so that will work fine. I will ask my boss on Monday. Hey maybe you can come over to the swim meet and see all the rock stuff that Van has built. I talked to him today for just a little bit. He really watches me all day long when he is not lifting those rocks. He has undressed me so much with his eyes that I would love to let him see the real thing. Maybe I can ask him to work late or something so you two can meet and you can use that Gaydar of yours to find out if he is gay or not,” Timmy said.
“Sure that would be cool. I would like to see his work anyway from what you have told me. Maybe I can recommend him to some of our clients. They are always asking for retaining walls and stuff and I have never know who to recommend or anything,” I said as we ran off the track. It had been crowded and not the ideal running environment for us. I had to remember to not come here to run on a weekend night. Coming to cook out and listen to music would be fine but running was out. We weren’t really winded as we walked over to listen to the band warming up on the stage.
Kids were running and screaming everywhere, they were roller skating, they were roller blading, They were riding their bikes and they were walking on the measured foot path around the park. There were babies and old people and there were couples and a few teenagers. We didn’t see any of our old high school friends as we walked through the crowd. And we didn’t see any obviously gay couples men or women. Our little community park was not ready for that I supposed. We said hello to a few of the adults that we knew as we made it to the side of the stage. They were having a bluegrass band tonight and they actually sounded pretty good as we stood there and listened.
I wanted so badly to slip my arm around Timmy as we stood there moving to the beat of the music but it just was not going to be in this crowd. Maybe no one would notice or care but I couldn’t take that chance and I didn’t want to be the test case. This was way different than Dewey Beach. I leaned over and whispered in Timmy’s ear, “God I love your hot fucking body Timmy Hamilton. I wonder if you have any idea how freaking hot you are”
He laughed at my remark looked at me and whispered over the music in my ear, “Do we have time for a quick blow job before your big surprise?”
“Yeah I think that would be entirely possible,” I said wanting to nibble on his deliciously close ear lobe.
We looked around to find the boys and I spotted Mike over with his friends and Timmy pointed at Ben and Willie. We split up to go and get them and soon met up and the entrance to the park. The boys were telling us all about their friends and they were chattering on like a bunch of magpies. Mike said everyone was envious about his phone and they had been playing some of the games on it. Not to many of his friends had their own phones at his age but I was sure that would change once they all got home tonight and started to plead with their parents. Lets hope they all got Verizon phones so they wouldn’t have to pay any charges. I reminded Mike to tell his friends about the free minutes between Verizon customers.
We got home and Timmy sent Ben upstairs for the book. He told us he would read to us outside under the Maple tree in the backyard. He told Ben to ask Grand on his way through the kitchen if she wanted to listen as well. Pretty soon Ben was jumping out the back door closely followed by Grand who was wiping her hands on her apron. I got her a lawn chair and set it up for her under the tree and the rest of us all plopped down on the grass surrounding our magical storyteller.
Timmy sat down with his back straight and began to read. Immediately we found our selves in the middle of a fierce battle in Redwall. Timmy read all the parts and we were so engrossed the time flew by. I looked over at Grand and even she had her mouth open and was cheering on the good animals over the evil ones. Those evil ones could be so mean and nasty. Just like real life. Finally he closed the book and we fell silent as we each thought about the story and what it meant for us in our own personal lives.
“Isn’t there any more Timmy?” Ben begged.
“Yeah just a little bit more Timmy,” Willie said. “That can’t be all there is in the chapter there must me more. Look and see if you forgot some of it.”
Timmy pretended to look in the book for any missing pages and then said “No that’s it boys and girls.”
“Timmy you are amazing. The boys told me how good the story was you were reading to them but you make it come alive with all your voices. You should join Tom on the stage someday. Maybe you could volunteer at the library sometime for their story hour.” Grand said seriously.
“Well maybe I will but it’s hard when I work everyday during the day. But I really like to read. I never knew I could do it before I started with the boys.” Timmy said. “it would be so cool if Tom wrote a play or something and we could be the actors. How about it theater man?”
“Well I will have to think about that. It’s not a bad idea,” I said thinking it was a terrific idea.
We all got up and the boys began to play a game of tag or hide and seek or both it was hard to tell. Grand got up to go inside and fix their dinner and Timmy and I went upstairs to get ready for our special dinner. Timmy went and put the book away in Ben and Willie’s room and then joined me in the attic. He latched the door after him and soon we were in our bedroom stripping off our running shorts, t-shirts and shoes.
I went over to him and ran my hand up and down his hard taut belly and leaned down to taste his sweat. It was salty and musky and wet. I took one of his nipples in between my teeth and lightly bit on it making him cry out as it grew hard. I flicked it with my tongue as I continued to lightly bite on it.
“Oh shit Tom do the other one too!,” Timmy groaned and I gladly switched to his other nipple which I took in my teeth while I played with the one I had just left with my finger tips to keep it hard and erect. I alternated back and forth between them for a few minutes and then I raised up Timmy’s arm so his lovely pit was fully exposed. Like his pubes his pit hair was dark and black and an enigma to me.
I leaned forward and with the broad side of my tongue I licked his pit from top to bottom. It was full of salty sweat but I didn’t mind at all. It must have tickled but also felt good as Timmy moaned and squirmed as I licked one pit and then raised the other arm to lick the other one. I felt like I wanted to taste every part of Timmy so I had him back up and sit on the edge of the bed. I kneeled on the floor in front of him and took one of his feet and brought it up to my face. I smelled his foot and it smelled like foot. Strong and powerful foot oder that some would say was unpleasant but I thought it was just Timmy smell so I just didn’t care what some people might say.
I leaned down and began to lick his foot and kiss his toes and then I sucked on each toe in turn. He giggled and laughed as I handled his foot and licked the bottom where he was most ticklish. I put that foot down and took the other one and did the same until I had licked it clean. I then had him turn over lying on the edge of the bed with his legs stuck out behind him. I licked up the back of each leg tasting each square inch of his delicious skin. Behind his knees was very different tasting and he really squirmed when I licked those areas.
I then spread his legs apart and put one hand on each firm supple butt check and squeezed them and pulled them apart revealing his rosy red puckered hole sitting there inviting me in.
“Timmy do that thing you do with your ass muscles man. I want to see you make it open and close for me,” I said breathing hard with excitement as I watched.
I saw him start to work his ass muscles and then like magic his asshole opened and closed. Wide and then shut tight. Wide and then shut tight. It was amazing. How did he do that? I was transfixed with the sight. I remembered seeing a
Bel Ami film with Ion Davidof do the same thing with his asshole and how incredible it was to watch a guy who could do that. I leaned down and started to lick the area around the hole itself. That area of skin that is a different color. Sort of flesh colored or pink. I wasn’t sure what to call it. The skin was puckered in the area and it smelled very strong here. Again some would say to strong but it was my Timmy and I didn’t care what others might say. The smell was full of sweat and a bit of shit of course which was not great but at the same time it was not overpowering and was not a turn off.
I darted my tongue forward into the opening of the hole and felt his muscles close the hole around it squeezing it. As he relaxed his muscles I pushed it in a bit more and then he closed it again and opened it again until my tongue was about 2 inches inside. I pulled out and licked the area clean.
“Oh Tom will you fuck me man and then you can suck on my cock. Fuck me from the front man so I can watch you and wrap my legs around your back and we can kiss man. I want you so much,” Timmy begged.
I let him turn over as I got up to find a condom which I ripped open and walked over and handed to Timmy. I just loved to have someone place the rubber on my cock. It added so much to the whole experience and also felt so damn hot. As he unrolled it down to the base of my hard cock I shivered and then he lay back on the edge of the bed and raised his legs as far as they would go.
I bent my knees and held my cock in one hand as I positioned my self between his legs and then found his hole with the tip of my hard cock. He opened his muscles as wide as they would go and I pushed in all the way till my pubes hit the soft skin of his butt.
“Damn you fill me up Tom. I just love it when you are inside of me. Go slow man. I know it’s hard but try man. Let me hold you tight,” Timmy said as he clamped down his sphincter muscles as tight as they would go and wrapped his long lean muscled legs around my back to hold me tightly inside of him.
I leaned down as far as I could go and began to ease my cock in and out of his butt hole as slowly as I could. We kissed each other full on the lips locking our mouths together. I know I should not have but I kept thinking about porn films I had seen where guys would be fucking like we were fucking but they would just be flicking their tongues at each other. Not really kissing just all this rapid flicking. It was so annoying and I thought if you are really in love with a guy what’s with all that flicking? But then I thought it was just a job to them and they weren’t in love or anything and flicking looked better on film I supposed. But it made me tired to watch it and it was very annoying. So Timmy and I deep kissed while I slowly ever so slowly fucked his gorgeous butt.
When we stopped kissing Timmy looked into my eyes and brought his hands up to either side of me face. “damn I love you so much Tom. Every day it just gets better and better. Now please fuck me man. Fuck me and come inside of me. Show me how it’s done man.”
We twined ourselves together as we made love, real honest to goodness love, with each other as we grew more and more fluent with each other’s bodies. We muttered our love for each other over and over again as I thrust myself into his ass. I felt drunk with happiness and passion as we made love with each other.
I began to increase the speed of my hip thrusts and we were rocking on the bed and I was slapping against his butt cheeks. I arched my back and threw back my head and shouted out, “I love you,” as I shot my load into his ass. “I love you. I love you,” I said it over an over again so he would hear it and he would believe it into the deepest parts of his soul. The world seemed to explode in sensations all throughout my body and from the look on Timmy’s face throughout his as well.
As I finished I pulled out and stood up. My legs were tired from holding the position I had been in. I was reaching down to remove my condom when Timmy reached up and said, “no man let me do it for you. I love to take the rubber off your cock.” In truth I liked it too and soon the rubber filled with my cum was sailing across the room where it landed in the trash basket.
I then kneeled back down on the floor between Timmy’s outstretched legs and took his hard cock in my fist and my hand. He was primed and he was ready. I could feel the pressure in his cock as I slowly sucked on the hard vein covered surface of his man meat. He arched his back and thrust his hips in the air and loved the feelings of having his dick sucked. I twisted it in my hand and licked the tip with my tongue. He rolled on the bed and moaned with delight as I saw his balls tighten and I knew it was time. He shot his load into my throat and I took it all and finished him off. He lay there contented on the bed. His chest was rising and falling with his rapid breathing. I sat down on my legs in between his legs and watched him breath and watched his cock grow soft.
Finally he sat up and smiled at me. “Now are you going to tell what’s up tonight man? I was a real good boy wasn’t I?”
“Yes, you were a good boy Timmy Hamilton but a surprise is a surprise and it won’t be a fucking surprise if I tell you what it is now will it?” I said in a taunting voice. I got up and offered him my hand and pulled him up and into my arms. I wrapped my arms around him and felt his wrap around me as we kissed each other.
“Well you can’t blame a guy for trying,” Timmy said laughing as we broke apart and headed for the bathroom. We needed a shower after working all day, running in the park and our just completed sex session.
We washed each other off in the hot shower and had fun just exploring each other with soap and hot water, laughing and kissing and just enjoying each others presence. It was fun to have a lover to share a shower with. Soon we were finished and out in the bathroom drying off and shaving and putting on our deodorant and after shave. Flossing and brushing our gorgeous straight white teeth came next and then a quick pee and we were headed back to the bedroom where we found clean boxers, khaki pants and polo shirts.
We slipped on sandals and brushed our hair with our hands for that cool look that was so popular today. After primping in the mirror and then inspecting each other we decided that we were ready. We looked good together. Both of us handsome in our clean clothes and freshly washed tanned smiling faces. It was 7:30 PM so we had plenty of time to go downstairs and visit for awhile and then head on over to the restaurant. Timmy saw me as I grabbed a bandanna out of my drawer and slipped it in my pocket.
“What is that for?” he asked.
“All part of the surprise man. Just wait and remember to keep an open mind man. I don’t want you freaking out on me,” I told him.
“I’ll have you know I never freak out and I am perhaps the most open minded person you will ever know but I can’t promise anything my secretive friend,” he said giggling as we walked down the stairs. As we made our way into the kitchen we could hear the boys chattering away as usual. Grand was feeding them their dinners and they were all sitting around the table. She looked up as we entered the room and broke into a huge smile.
“Well don’t you boys look handsome!” she said and I knew it was true.
“Handsome! Handsome! Handsome! Handsome!” Ben and Willie and Mike all yelled in unison like a broken record.
We were interrupted and saved by dad walking into the kitchen from the other door. He was all dressed up in a sport shirt and coat with no tie, dark pants and shined shoes. I could tell he was nervous and that he had also been primping in front of the mirror for his big date with Mrs. H.
“Well Alan look at you. I don’t think I have seen you looking this good in well I just don’t know when,” Grand said to her son.
“Handsome! Handsome! Handsome!” the boys started yelling again as they got up and danced around dad making him blush.
“OK. OK. Boys! Thanks for the support. I am so nervous. You would think I was 16 again Tom and taking out your mother. Do you really think I look OK. What do you think Alice will say?” he said nervously.
“You look great dad,” Timmy and I both told him.
Timmy leaned over and said, “In fact you look pretty hot dad. Do you need any protection? Tom and I would be glad to lend you some.”
“Timmy, I can’t believe you said that,” dad said hitting him playfully on the head as he blushed a deeper shade of purple and red. “I never even thought about that. Do you really think I should?”
The boys had returned to their dinner and weren’t paying attention to our adult conversation thank goodness I thought! I couldn’t believe we were talking to my dad about condoms and sex and protection. Timmy turned away from the boys and reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom which he slipped to dad. Dad was still blushing but he took the rubber and slipped it in his back pocket. “Thanks Timmy. I appreciate your confidence. I just wish I felt more calm boys. I am so nervous. It has been so long since I was on a real date.” he said.
“Dad just be yourself OK. You are a great guy and Mrs. H. is a wonderful woman so just go out and have some fun and get to know each other. Play it by ear man and just don’t rush it OK. Just take your time.” I told him. God what was the world coming to when the son gives the father advice about dating and sex?
We were all going to be late if we didn’t get a move on so Timmy and I said our goodbyes and headed out the door with dad close behind. Grand stood at the back door and waved to us. Timmy and I got in my truck and I held out the bandanna and asked him to put it on over his eyes as a favor to me.
He tried to protest a bit but he did it and I leaned over and tightened it up making sure he couldn’t see anything but at the same time not really caring. It was all really for show and for the suspense and surprise of the whole evening. Timmy slipped on his seat belt and I put mine on and we were off for the short drive to the restaurant. I played some Bruce Springsteen as we drove along and we sang along with the BOSS. I was soon pulling into the parking lot and parked in a spot a few rows away from the front door but so you could see the sign saying SUSHI in big letters when I took Timmy’s blindfold off his eyes.
He blinked a few times as his eyes adjusted to the light and I saw a funny look come over his face as he read the words Sushi. He turned to look at me with an incredulous look on his wonderfully cute face as if to say you are shitting me Tom Sushi!
“Is this what the surprise is all about?” he asked.
“Yeah my friend we have a reservation in a few minutes,” I said.
“And I take it you are actually expecting me to eat raw fish and seaweed?” he said incredulously.
“Because you love me I know you would do anything for me Timmy Hamilton. After all how different can it be from drinking my cum or licking my ass!” I said.
He looked at me as his brain kicked into high gear. I could see wheels working hard as he thought about my statement. “Shit you are right as always man. Let’s go and see what its like,” he finally said leaning over to give me a quick kiss. “God I love you Tom. You are always surprising me. I hope you never stop wanting to do that for me,” he said as he unbuckled his seat belt and we got out of the truck. “I know I am uptight but you have really changed me in the past week man. You really have and I want to keep changing so please don’t ever stop trying.”
We walked inside and the hostess greeted us with a smile. She had our reservation and we followed her back to a great corner booth that had a terrific view of the entire restaurant and the actual Sushi bar where the experts were wielding their knives. Once Timmy got used to the idea of eating Sushi and hopefully liked it and wanted more I would bring him here and we could sit at the sushi bar and watch them make sushi and talk to the chefs as they worked.
The sushi bar was mostly full but had a few empty spots. Our waitress was a pretty Japanese girl. I thought she might be in high school. She spoke English pretty well and asked up what we wanted to drink. I asked for some hot tea and water. She brought two hot rolled up towels so we could wipe our hands off. I showed Timmy what to do and he seemed to enjoy rubbing his hands with the hot steamy towel. Her name was Lisa and I thanked her. She was back in a few minutes with a pot of hot tea, two porcelain tea cups and two glasses of water with lemon. I asked her for an order of Edamame to start with and she walked off to get them.
“What’s Edam?Who Me? Hell, what was it you said?” Timmy asked.
“OK man don’t freak on me. It is just soy beans in the pod. They boil them with salt water. It’s sort of like boiled peanuts and then you just pop the shells open and eat the beans. They are good. It’s like Japanese peanuts. Very high in protein and very good for your health I’ll have you know. I looked at the Sushi menu and tried to decide what to order for Timmy and I. I marked two orders of spicy tuna, two orders of tempura shrimp, a order of California roll, a burdock root roll, a cucumber roll and a soft shell crab roll and a yellow fin tuna roll. I thought that was a good choice for his first time. I wanted to order a caterpillar roll because it was so beautiful but I thought Timmy would freak if he knew he was eating eel so I held off.
I showed the list to Timmy and I went down it as I explained what each thing I was ordering. He seemed OK. The two kinds of tuna were the only raw fish I had ordered so I felt pretty good about my selections. I poured him some tea and we sat there talking quietly while we waited for Lisa to bring or Edamame back which she did shortly. After she set the bowl down in between us she picked up my order form and looked it over. She smiled and said these were good choices.
“Oh Lisa could you ask the chefs to make one of the spicy tuna rolls an inside out roll for us,” I asked. She nodded.
“This is my first time eating sushi,” Timmy said to her. “I hope I will like it.”
“Oh I am sure you will love it. Our chefs are quite good and the fish is very fresh each day. Enjoy please,” she said as she backed away and took our order to the kitchen. I showed Timmy how to open the Edamame and he ate his first one timidly but then smiled when he realized they would not kill him and dug right in popping them open and shoving them in his mouth. He did like to eat.
“Tom I need to let you know that I am not very good with chopsticks,” he said in a low voice when we had finished off the bowl and he had picked up his set of chop sticks which Lisa had laid down in front of each of us. I broke mine apart and he did the same and then I helped him place them in his fingers. We practiced picking up the empty soy bean shells and he dropped a few before he got the knack. One thing about Timmy was he was a fast learner. I enjoyed showing him new things as well.
“Thanks for bringing me here Tom. You know I never would have guessed this surprise in a million zillion years,” he told me looking at me across the table smiling that infectious smile of his at me. I slipped my foot out of my sandal and put it next to his leg and rubbed up and down. “Come on man please don’t get me started in here. I don’t want to pop a woodie right here,” he said. I rubbed a few more times and then put my foot back in my sandal.
“OK I just can’t keep from touching you Timmy,” I said.
I watched as the restaurant was filing up with dinners and those who had finished leaving. It was a pretty good indication of how good they were I thought. I pointed out the sushi bar and Timmy turned to watch the chefs perform. They were amazing. We couldn’t of course see the whole show from our vantage point but we could see enough for Timmy to get the idea of what they were doing.
“Maybe next time we can sit at the bar and you can really see how they do it. I love to watch them cut all the stuff and put the rolls together. It is quite an art and some of these guys train for years to even get a place in the front of the house. I have read all kinds of books about sushi and it’s really fascinating. Brad, my friend from Chapel Hill who got you into Carolina took me last year and I really love it man. It is so amazing to see these guys work.” I told Timmy who seemed interested.
We finished off the Edamame and Lisa came by and removed the bowl of empty pods. “Timmy I was thinking about asking Grand if we could go to her church with her this week. Maybe take the boys as well. What do you think? Just maybe try it out and see how it is,” I said.
“Hey man I know you just want to find another priest to bone. I know your story!” he giggled.
“Well the likelihood of that happening again is pretty slim but I just think it might be good for us and for the boys if you want to try it,” I said.
“Sure no problem with me man. I just want to be with you. I have really been a great church goer but its OK,” He replied. At that moment Lisa walked up to the table with the little dipping bowls for the soy sauce and the platter of sushi rolls. It was an amazing piece of art how they were all arranged on the platter. Lisa told us what each group of rolls were and we just sat they and looked them over taking it all in. The amazing colors and smells. Timmy seemed fascinated and he wasn’t making faces or ugly noises so that was a good sign.
I reached for the bottle of soy sauce and filled up our dipping bowls and then took my chop sticks and grabbed a bit of wasabi and mixed it into my bowl for Timmy to try. In case he didn’t like it then his bowl would be free and just be soy sauce. I tried to explain what wasabi was to Timmy. I told him it was the ground paste of the root of an Asian plant which was green and looked and acted much like what we used as horseradish. Most of what we were served in America was not really true wasabi but it was close. I also tried to tell him how hot it was and how it could take your breath away clearing out your sinus’ if you took to much. Timmy laughed at the thought. I told him I was serious. I also showed him what the pickled ginger root was and how it could cleanse your palate and cool down your mouth after eating a piece of sushi.
“OK man I will feed you your first piece.” I said as he nodded and started to open his mouth. I took one of the pieces of the California Roll and dipped it in the soy sauce wasabi mixture and then lifted it to his mouth. He opened wide and took the roll all the way in and started to chew. The look on his face as the wasabi hit his tongue and nose was priceless. He shook his head rapidly from side to side, then swallowed and quickly grabbed his glass of water and drank. His eyes watered and he fanned his hand in front of his open mouth.
“Damn Tom you weren’t kidding were you. Oh damn man that stuff is amazing. It really is awesome man. So freaking hot it blew my sinus’ completely out man,” he was laughing and choking and crying all at the same time.
I took a piece for myself and ate it as Timmy watched. I savored the different tastes and the textures of the avocado, cream cheese, cucumber, imitation crab meat, rice and seaweed. “Oh that is so good,” I moaned. It was quite a sensual thing eating sushi I thought as I swallowed my piece.
“Wow that was so cool watching you eat that Tom. It was like you were having an orgasm or something,” Timmy said.
“Yeah man it was like a mouth orgasm,”I said.
“Hey what is this one here? Can I try it?” he said pointing to an inside out roll of the spicy tuna.
“That is spicy tuna and they roll it with the rice on the outside of the roll instead of the inside. Same stuff just a different way of rolling it. They take a very small piece of raw tuna and dust it with hot chili powder so it will be very spicy man. Are you ready for a taste sensation?” I told Timmy.
He nodded yes and I picked up a piece and dunked it into the dipping sauce and then held it up to his open mouth and outstretched tongue. I placed the dripping piece of sushi into his mouth and he took it in and began to taste it slowly. His face registered the heat but this time he also registered the joy of eating the sushi and the feeling of the wasabi in his nose. I giggled as I watched him eat the sushi and swallow it and then take a sip of water and a piece of the ginger which I held out for him to taste.
“Wow man that was hot but it was really good. I can’t fucking believe I just ate raw fish. Who could have ever believed Timmy Hamilton would be eating raw fish or sucking cock for that matter,” he added in a low voice. We both giggled.
I took another piece and ate it and savored each bite and taste. I then took a piece of the tempura shrimp and explained to Timmy that it was just fried shrimp as I fed it to him. He liked this one as well. Always a good choice for beginners.
“OK now it’s my turn to try and feed you Tom,” he said picking up his chop sticks between his fingers. He practiced a few times and then picked up a piece of the burdock root and dropped it once and then again. “I am such a klutz man. I can’t believe it.”
“It’s OK man we don’t have anywhere to go. Just take your time and don’t hurry. You’re just trying to hurry.” I said encouragingly.
This time he held the piece between the ends of the chopsticks and put it in the dipping sauce and made it to my mouth without dropping it. I smiled as I tasted the rich flavors of the soy sauce the rice and the crunch of the burdock root. He fed himself a piece and then we alternated with me feeding him and he feeding me as we talked and laughed and giggled like young kids. This was so much fun. We were almost finished with the platter when I looked over to the front door and saw this guy enter and talk with the hostess. She seemed to know him and they smiled and chatted for a minute.
I thought he was maybe about 30 or 35 years old and he had short brown hair with a little goatee sort of thing going on at the end of his chin that is popular at the moment. He looked to be about 6 feet tall and he was emanating a kind of purpose and self-assurance. He was wearing an Hawaiian shirt and shorts with sandals and his legs looked fairly hairy from my vantage point. What really struck me was his twinkling smile when he talked to the hostess. I was fascinated watching him follow her over to the sushi bar. The sushi chef seemed to know him and said hello and they exchanged pleasantries.
“Timmy. Hey Timmy look at this hot guy who just sat down at the sushi bar all by himself,” I whispered to Timmy.
He turned to look in the direction I was pointing and his mouth dropped open as he said in an excited voice, “shit man you won’t believe who that is. Fuck me man that’s Van the stone mason I have been telling you about from the club. I can’t believe he’s here tonight and by himself!”
“Well go on over and see if he wants to join us man. I want to meet him,” I said.
“Do you think I should? I mean we hardly know each other man,” Timmy wailed.
“Look all he can do is say no. Either you go or I go and he might think it strange if I go seeing as he doesn’t know me from Adam. Go on don’t be such a wuss Timmy,” I said.
Timmy looked at me and got up and I watched him walk across the room. A young God come down to earth. He was so damned handsome. I saw that he turned quite a few heads as he made his way across the room and through the tables to the sushi bar where he stopped behind Van’s chair and placed his hand on Van’s shoulder while he leaned down to talk in his ear.
Van turned in his seat and was obviously surprised to see Timmy here and he turned to look in my direction as Timmy indicated where he was sitting with me. I nodded at him and smiled my biggest smile and he smiled back in my direction with that gorgeous twinkling smile of his. His eyes lit up and sparkled as he looked at me.
He turned to say something to the sushi chef and then got up and followed Timmy back across the room. I slid over in the booth so that Timmy could sit down next to me as they came over to the table. I raised up in my seat and extended my hand out to Van as he walked up.
“Van it’s so nice to meet you at last. I’m Tom Peters and Timmy has been telling me so much about you and your incredible rock work at the club. He just raves about it all the time,” I said enthusiastically as we shook hands. Oh yes this guy was definitely gay I thought as we gripped each other firmly. His hand was calloused and his grip was firm and he shook hands like he meant it. I looked at the veins running up and down his strong lightly hairy forearms. From the electric shocks I was getting I would say he was gay but was he available I wondered?
Timmy was grinning like a Cheshire Cat as we all sat down.
“Thanks for inviting me over guys but I really don’t want to interrupt your dinner,” Van said.
“We are almost finished and would love to sit here and talk while you eat if you aren’t expecting anyone that is,” I said.
“No one just me, myself and I,” he said with a smile as he took his order form and began to rapidly check off some items.
“This was my first time eating sushi. Tom brought me here as a complete surprise,” Timmy said to Van, “but surprise surprise I really liked it.”
“They do a great job here,” Van said as he finished his order form and handed it to Lisa who had walked up with his tall aluminum can of Sapporo beer. “I actually come here about twice a week or more sometimes. I can’t get enough of sushi and the chefs are really cool guys and I just like to talk with them and watch them preform their magic. It’s my one big vice I suppose. That and my beer!”
Van poured his beer in a cold frosty glass and then held it up in a toast. We held up our water glasses and clinked with each other, “ To sushi.” he said.
“To sushi,” we said and then all drank and laughed.
“Ah that tastes good,” he said taking a large sip. “You guys don’t drink?”
“Well actually we aren’t old enough to drink Van but even if we were we don’t drink. We are in training and it puts on the weight you know and speaking for myself I can’t afford any extra pounds.” I said with a laugh while I patted my stomach.
“Well I love my few beers on a Friday night so I hope you won’t hold that against me Tom,” Van said as he took another sip of his beer.
“Not at all if you don’t mind us not drinking,” I said in reply.
“Go ahead and finish your sushi guys. Don’t let me hold you up,” Van said pointing to our platter of sushi that held about 6 pieces. “Can I have a piece of ginger?”
“Yeah sure help yourself,” Timmy said.
We watched as Van picked up a piece of ginger with his fingers and turned his mouth to drop it in. “Oh that is good,” he said as he crunched it slowly. “Almost as good as sex wouldn’t you say?”
“That is exactly what Tom said about sushi,” Timmy said.
“So Van where’s Brent? Timmy says he goes everywhere with you. I am surprised he is not here eating sushi,” I said.
“Shit man, Timmy has been talking about me hasn’t he? And I thought he hardly noticed me. Brent is out in the truck. He would come in if he could and he really does like sushi but he hates the wasabi. It makes him sneeze!” he said with a laugh. His laugh was infectious. “So what else has Timmy been saying about me?”
‘Well he has been going on and on ad infinitum about your rocks and about how you are the best stone mason on the face of the planet and all. I have almost gotten sick hearing all about you and your work. It’s Van this and Van that,” I said sticking my finger in my open mouth and making a gagging motion. I laughed while I said all this.
“Tom come on it’s not that bad. You’re exaggerating. And his work is amazing,” Timmy cried out in his defense.
Lisa brought Van his platter of sushi and I saw that he had gotten a caterpillar roll in addition to others. It looked so incredible as it snaked long the center of the platter with the avocado strips on its back. “Thanks Lisa this looks great,” he told her. She thanked him and backed away from the table. Van set about mixing his soy sauce and wasabi and then took a bite of the caterpillar roll and savored each bite. It was fun to watch him enjoy his sushi as much as we had.
He took another piece and just as he was about to put it in his mouth I said mater-of-factly, “Oh yeah Timmy tells me that you don’t wear any underwear and all the girls at the pool are lined up to see the outline of your cock through your shorts.”
Van snorted and sneezed and almost blew his sushi all over us as he began to laugh and blush and turn about 4 shades of red and purple. Timmy did as well and started to protest when I placed my hand on his thigh and squeezed gently. He must have caught my drift and stopped but it was endearing to see him so embarrassed by my outrageous comment.
“Well you do get right to the point don’t you Tom,” Van said looking directly at me. “I had no idea it was so obvious. Well that is not totally true. Actually it’s a bold faced lie and for the record no I don’t wear underwear. I hate the stuff and I am not wearing any right now for your information. It is sort of funny and amazing how all those rich girls and some of their moms as well spend so much time checking out the rough guy from the other side of the tracks so to speak. If it wasn’t for my work they would probably fire my ass. None of them would ever have anything to do with me in real life,” he said with a laugh as he plunked a piece of sushi in his mouth.
“I had no idea you were so inquisitive and watchful Timmy.” He said smiling at Timmy and laughing at the same time.
“It’s really is my revenge of sorts to just ignore them when they come over to talk with me about my work. They practically have their hands all over me but I act like I don’t even see them. I am polite and all but that is it. I answer their questions and smile a lot. One of the Board members of the club actually had the nerve to come over to me a week ago and hint around that maybe I should wear long pants when I worked so near the pool. He was so embarrassed he couldn’t even come out and say what was on his mind. I just ignored him as well and kept on working. I told him I worked better in my knit shorts and that if he wanted me to be happy and to finish the job well....” Van said, “ he got the message that I wasn’t going to change for him and left. I wish you could have seen his face. He was red and mad but there was not a thing he could do. It’s nice to have the power over someone like that.”
We then set about eating our sushi. Van shared some of his caterpillar roll with Timmy and I and we made quick work of the platters. Timmy made a face when he tried the eel but after eating it he smiled and said he like It. Van had another beer while we were eating and then Lisa came over to clear all the dishes away.
“Damn that was good wasn’t it,” Van said with satisfaction written all over his beautiful face.
“So Van if you don’t mind tell us a little bit about yourself,” I said at last looking him in the eyes.
“Do you want the whole sordid story or the Readers Digest version?” he asked.
“As much or as little as you care to share man,” I said seriously.
He reached for his beer. Took a small sip and leaned back in his seat. “Well I grew up out on Morgan’s Creek Road on a farm. I have 7 brothers and 4 sisters if you can believe it and I am the youngest. We are all pretty close and lets see I think everyone lives in about a 15 mile radius of my parents house. My dad has a small farm but he was a mechanic over at the parts factory for 30 years or so and 4 of my brothers work over there too. Two of my brothers have a gas station and garage over in Minor and who does that leave oh yeah Mike works for a garage over on the Eddneyville Pike and then there is little old me. My 4 sisters are mostly moms and lets see 1 works for Wal-mart, one works for K-mart, one works for Food Lion Grocery and the other works for J.C. Penny.”
He took another sip and then continued with his story. Timmy and I sat there with our chins on our hands as we listened intently, “I am the only one who is not married and I am the butt of all the family jokes and they are constantly trying to set me up with someone nice girls or other but they are sweet about it and I don’t mind. Oh shit they have more kids than you can shake a spoon at. Let’s see how many,” he said as he began to count out loud on his fingers. “I think there are about 28 or so in the family so you can imagine what Sunday dinner at my parents house is like. Complete chaos and bedlam but they are for the most part good kids and they love me cause I’m silly and will play their games with them. They also love Brent who loves all the attention he gets from them.”
“I do a lot of baby sitting and I don’t mind. I went to the Community College for 2 years and thought about going on to a real college but well somehow it just didn’t work out. I took a bunch of English courses and I love to read and I like math as well. I am 35 years old and I started building with rocks when I was 25. I tried to work on cars with my older brothers and I was pretty good and still am but I just didn’t like the close confines of the garage and all the day to day stuff. I tried farming and I liked that as well but you just can’t make a living off it. Then one of the walls on our property needed some work and I just looked at it and it like clicked. Can you understand that? I mean all of a sudden I could see where every rock went and it was like I was hooked.” His face lit up as he tried to explain his love for rocks and mortar.
“I got some books out of the library about mortar and rocks and building and well as they say the rest is history. I love my work. It’s outside and it’s just mostly me and Brent and my assistant Manuel. Since he has been working with me I have taken some classes and learned Spanish so we could talk and that is cool and he is great. A hard worker and a good guy. My family is OK with my job as we all work with our hands but they sometimes don’t understand my passion for rocks and mortar. I have heard people say I am one of the best masons in a 3 county area and I have jobs backed up for probably 3 years or more. It pays well and I am putting money in the bank each week so that is good.” he said stopping to take another sip of his beer.
“More?” he asked us looking at us after his sip.
We both nodded as he continued, “Well I had an apartment for awhile but my mom and dad are getting older so I decided to move back in with them and I also do all the farm work at nights and on the weekends. Keeps me pretty busy and pretty tired to boot. We have 6 head of cattle, 4 pigs and chickens in addition to the big garden. The whole family helps out in the garden and we all join in canning and freezing. My folks have this huge old root cellar and 6 big freezers where everyone stores their stuff. It’s actually pretty cool cause anytime anyone needs anything they just come out and get what they need. We butcher our own pigs and chickens and have someone do the steers so we have plenty of meat and eggs throughout the year.”
He stopped to look at us. So that is the whole story gents. What do you think of my boring little life? Oh yeah I come out here to eat every week for my big excitement!”
“I’d say it was a pretty full life Van and you have a great family. Wow I can’t believe how many people are in your family,” I said.
“Yeah well you haven’t heard anything yet. My dad had 12 brothers and sisters and my mom has 10 and they are all living and they all have big family’s as well so you can imagine what its like when we all get together for a reunion every summer at the old home place. It’s like a convention. But it is cool to have so many folks caring about you and worrying about your life although sometimes they can worry a bit to much and they know almost everything about me although I do have a few secrets of my own,” he said.
“My folks are great although they don’t get around so well any longer. I fixed up the attic and Brent and I have a wonderful place up there. We fixed up a room on the first floor for them so they don’t have to climb the stairs any more so I actually have a lot of privacy and I also have a lock on my door. Some of my brothers and sisters think that’s weird but I just ignore them.” he added.
“Hey that’s a coincidence,” Timmy said, “Tommy and I have a room in his attic and it is so cool being all the way up at the top of the house.”
Van took another sip of his beer which was almost finished when he said, “so anything else you want to know about me? Anything at all?” he opened his arms wide when he said this and smiled. Of course he wasn’t expecting anyone to really take him up on his offer. We almost never do when we make a statement like that.
I decided to take him at his word and put all the cards on the table so I said, “well there is one more thing I would like to know. Are you gay?”
He blushed and sputtered and grew quiet. “Damn man why do you want to know that? That is pretty personal isn’t it?” he said in a quiet but not angry voice. I just looked at him and kept silent keeping my hand on Timmy’s leg to keep him quiet. “Shit you don’t give up do you Tom. I don’t think I have ever met anyone quite so direct as you.”
“Look Van you don’t have to tell us if you don’t want to. Timmy and I are partners and we just were just wondering. I mean I am not sure if you know quite how hot you really are but believe me you are off the meter in both our books. And from your handshake and your story so far I would hazard a guess that you are gay but you tell us,” I said.
“You’re kidding me right? This is some kind of twisted joke or something isn’t it?” he said. “You guys are GAY!” he leaned down to whisper across the table.
“Yeah. Is that so surprising?” I asked putting my arm around Timmy and leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.
“Well actually it is Tom. I come from a really homophobic part of town and shit you are the first person I have ever met that has told me they were gay and you aren’t well you aren’t fairies or effeminate or anything. I mean shit you look like two regular guys. This is so fucking weird,” he said sitting back in his seat.
“Actually Van this whole town is pretty homophobic not just where you live but I can guarantee you there are gay people living here and most of them you would never ever know they were gay. Like you for instance. Who would know that?,” I added.
“I’m not gay,” he said. “Well shit how could I be gay I have never done anything with a guy.”
“It all depends on what you want in your mind Van. You don’t have to actually have done anything in order to be gay. The question is do you want to have sex with another guy?” I asked.
“Well yeah. I think. Oh shit I just don’t know. I mean I am comfortable in my life Tom. It’s OK. I have my work my family, my dog and my life. I jerk off every night and I sleep and that is that. I don’t need anymore. I really don’t need anymore and I certainly don’t need any confusion in my life,” he answered but he didn’t sound very convincing to either Timmy or I.
For the first time Timmy spoke up, “Van I noticed the way you watched me at the pool so I sort of figured you liked guys. It’s OK to like guys. Tom helped me to see that and even though we aren’t like out to the whole town or anything and we don’t prance down the street our folks know about us and a few other friends and we have a great partnership together.” He held out his finger with his ring and I did the same.
“Shit man I heard about guys getting married but I never knew anyone who actually did it,” he said looking at our rings.
“Well its not legal or anything but we had a ceremony with our folks and friends the other night and we are totally committed to each other,” Timmy said, “but occasionally we like to include someone else in our sex life. It spices up things a bit and I am still learning what it is like to be gay. For me its only been 2 weeks,” he added with a sly smile.
“Oh Lord,” Van said, “Please don’t take this the wrong way because yes I think you guys are so good looking and yes I will admit to you I like guys and I will admit to you that I jerked off thinking about you in your little speedo and all. But usually I am attracted to guys my own age and who are well a bit more mature and have a little more body hair. Is that weird?”
“Not at all Van. It’s OK to know what you want but the offer is there if you want to take advantage of it. I mean from what you have said you are a virgin right?” Van nodded his head affirmatively. “Well look we aren’t looking for a relationship with you other than I little bit of fun and games. We want to be your teachers and well to be quite blunt about it we want to be the ones to take your cherry man.” I said to Van.
“Can I tell you a story? It might be a bit long so I might need another beer,” Van said looking over to catch Lisa’s eye. She saw him and came over to the table and he ordered another beer. We sat there while we waited fro her to come back. “I can’t believe this man. I had no idea you were gay. I mean I liked it when you came over to talk to me at the pool and you are a fox Timmy but I thought from all the talk I heard around the pool you were the big stud of the pool. I just had no idea that a guy who looked like you do could possibly be gay.”
“So you thought only guys who were effeminate and dressed up in panty hose were gay?” I asked.
“Yeah I guess I did. I am sorry. I am so naive Tom. I just don’t know anything. I have no frame of reference for being gay man. You are the very first people I have ever met in my whole life that I actually know are gay,” he said.
Lisa brought his beer and he poured a glass. I loved to watch a beer flow into a glass with the foam on the top and the creamy caramel colored liquid filling the glass. I had drunk a few beers in my life and it tasted good but I got the worst kind of headache afterwards and just decided it was not for me no matter that it really put on the weight. Lisa brought Timmy and I some more water which was nice and she was not hurrying us at all even though I could see the restaurant was busy and they could have used our table.
“Hey I’m sorry I don’t usually drink much at all but I just need something to be able to tell you other part of my story. I am more than a bit nervous as you can probably tell. I think I first knew I was a bit different when I was about 15 or so I can’t exactly remember. I just remember that before then it was so easy. Life was just getting up, working around the house, going to school and hanging out with my family and friends. I was just a kid having fun with my brothers and friends. Riding our bikes, going skinny dipping, going to the mall and just hanging out playing video games and stuff.”
“We were just simple country boys having a good time. I remember hearing a few comments about “fags” and “queers” and stuff but I just never thought much about any of it. I mean well I just didn’t know any of those kind of people so I just didn’t really think about it all that much. I had no idea what guys like that actually did or what the words really meant. I thought about chicks and fucking and I wanted to fuck a chick in the worst possible way like most young country boys. I was just one of the guys and I didn’t have a girlfriend or anything it was just a pack of guys traveling around having a good time.”
He took a sip of beer and waited for a minute or two before continuing, “Well that went on for a year or two I guess and I must have been about 18 I think when my Uncle Steve told us his oldest son was coming for a visit from France and he was bringing his kids with him. His son had been in the army and had met a french girl and they got married and he had settled down over there after he got out of the army. Of course everyone in our family thought that was hysterical and weird that anyone would want to live in France and not live within 15 miles of our farm! I thought it was cool but didn’t really think all that much about it to tell the truth.” he took another sip and then continued.
“Well some of us went along to the airport to greet them and help get everyone back to the house. It was pretty exciting to go to the airport it was the first time I had ever been if you can believe that. I was a real hick. I guess I still am. I had never seen a plane before except flying up in the sky or on TV and in the movies. I still have never been on a plane if you can believe that. They came down the escalator to the baggage claim area and I could make out my cousin Tim and his family coming down the stairs. There was Tim his wife and two kids a boy and a girl. I had heard that the boy was 20 years old and from the first minute that he came into view I knew I was in love.”
“I mean I didn’t really know it was love cause I would not have know what that was but he was so good looking. These huge brown eyes and big lashes and long brown hair and a great body. I felt all weird in my crotch and I had no idea what the hell was going on. It was so weird and I thought I might be getting sick or something. I was freaking out. I was sweating and felt so strange all over. Everyone was shaking hands and hugging each other and the son’s name was Pierre and he was sort of standing back and looking at me and everyone else.”
“When it got to be our turn to say hello he looked at me in the eyes and I felt like I could just walk into those huge pools of brown. He reached out his hand to shake my hand and when his fingers touched mine I thought I would fall down on the floor. My knees became weak like jelly and I felt these little electric shocks all over but still I had absolutely no idea what was going on. I just knew it was weird whatever was happening.”
“When he said my name it was like music to my ears. His accent was so incredible. He knew English really well and I didn’t know any French. I felt like a real stupid country boy but he smiled at me and we said hello. He seemed glad to meet me and when their luggage came out on the carousel we all grabbed something and walked out to our cars and trucks. As luck would have it Pierre was sitting next to me and our legs were pressed tightly against each other for the whole ride from the airport to our house. We were crammed into the back seat so it was pretty crowded but somehow I didn’t mind except for the fact that I thought I would faint the whole ride.”
Van took another sip of his beer. In fact he took two. I could see that he was emotional over this memory he was sharing and knew that it must feel incredible to get it out in the open after all these years of keeping it inside.
“I tried to point our interesting things on the way and Pierre asked me questions from time to time and I melted each time he talked to me or smiled at me or I felt some pressure from his leg or arm. Still I had no idea what was going on inside of me. I didn’t know I was in love. Finally we got to my Uncles house and all hell broke lose with like a thousand relatives all over the place for a big barbecue and party. Food was set up on every table and flat surface. Beer was flowing and there was blue grass music. I tried to show Pierre around but soon I lost him in the sea of people. I felt like I had lost something but I still had no idea what was going on.”
He took another sip of beer and Timmy and I took a sip of water. “Damn this is hard to tell guys. I have never put it into words before and actually said it out loud. I mean I have played it out over and over again in my brain like a broken record or something but I have never told anyone.” Van started to tear up as he thought about Pierre and this time so long ago. He wiped his eyes and I reached out across the table and rubbed him arm. I saw Timmy do the same with his other arm and finally he got his composure and continued the story. Both Timmy and I were engrossed.
“Shit I am sorry. I am not usually this way. Guess it’s my gay side huh! Well anyway after awhile of walking around and eating this and that and saying hello to all my cousins and aunts and uncles but still feeling lost and lonely like I had never felt before in my whole life we met up near the beer keg. He was pouring himself a beer and I got one too. I was underage but as long as I just had a few no one would mind. Our family treats drinking beer like drinking water or coke. He told me how much he was liking everyone and all the different kinds of food and especially the beer and then he leaned over and asked me where he could pee. He pointed at his crotch and told me he was ready to burst!”
“I knew the bathrooms in the house would be crammed full so I led him out behind the barn to a group of trees away from everything and everybody. No one was around and I found myself watching him as he unbuttoned each button on his fly. I had never seen pants with buttons before having only seen zippers. At first I thought it must be because of my interest in his buttons as opposed to a zippered fly as to why I was looking so closely at him unbutton each button. I had never watched a guy before.”
“He got them all unbuttoned and then he reached inside and I could see his underwear was blue and I thought Jesus I had never seen blue underwear before. All we ever wore was Haines white regular briefs which we bought at Wal-Mart or K-Mart depending on who was having a sale. That was all I had ever seen before. I remarked about them to Pierre and he looked at me with this gorgeous smile and said in France they had all kinds of different underwear and he asked me if I wanted to see them. I nodded my head yes. Shit I had no idea what I was doing.”
“Before I knew what he was going to do next he undid his belt buckle and just slipped his jeans down around his thighs. His underwear were those like little bikini type and I was fascinated by not only them but the bulge of his cock and balls and with the sight of these dark brown pubic hairs sticking over the tops of his underwear. He wasn’t self conscious at all as he pushed down the underwear and pulled out his cock.”
Van was sweating even in the cool air of the restaurant and it was like we were all alone in our little booth. Lucky for us the booths had high walls all around them so we were very private and no one could hear us. “I am sure you know what’s next but I was a country boy and I had never ever seen an uncut cock before. My mouth dropped open wide and I was just staring and Pierre was laughing. He spread his legs and began to pee. A strong stream of pee came out of this skin that covered the end of his dick. I had no ideas that everyone wasn’t just like me - cut. He pulled back the foreskin and I watched fascinated. He asked me if I had never seen a guy with skin on his cock before. I told him never. He told me all the boys in France were like this. I told him no one in my school was like that.”
“He asked me if I had a girlfriend and I told him no not yet. He said he had one and they had been fucking for about 2 years now and would probably get married at some point when they got out of college. I watched him as the last drops dribbled out of his cock and he shook it off for me letting me watch. He asked me if I wanted to touch it and slide the skin back and I freaked out and said no way man. He shrugged and put it back in his underwear and then zipped himself up. He didn’t seem to be upset at all by my refusal. It just must have been natural for him to offer to let me touch his cock since I had never seen one like his before.”
“We went back to the party but I couldn’t get the thought of his cock and balls and pubic hairs out of my mind. It was like I was obsessed. We left the party late and as I slept with two other brothers in my room at home. I had to wait until they were asleep before I got out of bed and went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. There was enough light from the night light so I slid down my tighty whites and took my cock in my hand and for maybe the first time really looked at it. I had jerked off plenty of times before but it was just a thing I did to myself to make me feel good. I never really watched or looked at my cock at all. I just jerked off, cleaned up, felt good and went about my life. But this time was different as I squeezed it and really looked at it and soon it was hard and I bent it over and looked at it from every angel. I compared myself to Pierre and I found myself wondering what his looked like hard and how big he was compared to mine. Hell I even stood up on the edge of the tub so I could look at it in the sink over the mirror.”
“I had never thought about another guys cock in this way before and soon I was spitting in my palm and wacking away to beat the band. Because there were so many people living in our house and we only had two bathrooms I usually jacked off while I was taking a shower but I knew it would wake up the house if I took a shower now. As I was about to cum I got a piece of tissue and pumped my wad into the tissue and threw it quickly into the toilet. I remember thinking it was gross looking. I loved making my cock cum but I hated the sight of it once it came out. I felt relieved after I had jacked off but still frustrated as I flushed the toilet and made my way back to my bed in my white t-shirt and white underwear. I was wishing I had little blue bikini underwear and I found myself wishing I had taken Pierre up on his offer and touched his cock. I was so fucking confused with all this stuff in my head.”
Van was crying again and he put his head in his hands which were propped up on the table in front of him. Timmy and I held hands under the table as we gave him the space and the time to tell his story. Damn I thought he had kept this hidden away for about 17 years. I glanced around the restaurant and saw that while it still was pretty busy the evening was beginning to wind down.
Van looked up at us and said, “do you really want to hear the rest of this sordid little tale of woe?”
Timmy and I both nodded our heads in encouragement and Van continued, “Well I didn’t see Pierre for two days after that I. I knew they would only be in our area for 10 days. I was desperate to see him again and I just couldn’t keep my thoughts about his cock from surfacing in my brain. I was like obsessed. I had jacked off so often during those two days my dick was red and raw in places and I could hardly touch it at all. I decided to go over to my Uncles house and see if I could find him. I drove over and found everyone sitting on the front porch. Pierre seemed happy to see me and came down off the porch to say hello and shake hands. I asked him what they had been doing and he told me all the places he had seen and been”
“I asked him if he wanted to go for a drive and he said yes so we told everyone we were just going for a drive and got in my truck. We weren’t wearing seat belts and Pierre stripped off his shirt while we rode along to let the warm hot wind blow on him. He was kind of pasty white but his chest was covered with a fine mat of curly brown hairs and he had these cute little nipples I remember. He told me how much he liked seeing all the guys with great tans in America and he wanted to get a tan while he was here to show off when he returned home. We talked and I asked him questions just so I could hear his beautiful voice. I was feeling weird in my crotch but I still had no idea what it was all about. I just knew that I wanted to spend time with Pierre. I asked him if he wanted to get some ice cream and he said yes so we pulled into the local Dairy Bar which was also the teenage hangout.”
“We got out of the truck and he left his shirt off as we went up and ordered our ice cream cones. There were about 10 of my friends there. Some girls and some guys. Most of the guys were farmer boys and they were tanned and in good shape and they all had their shirts off to impress the girls and show off their abs and muscles. I introduced Pierre and everyone was really friendly and the girls were all over him talking and chattering and touching his arms. I think some of the guys were a bit jealous but no one said anything outright.”
“One of the girls, Cindy Lou, was pretty rich and her parents had a pool and from what I heard in the locker room she would put out for the guys. She had a reputation of being pretty loose and it didn’t seem to bother her at all. She always seemed like a lot of fun when I would see her around school although we did not travel in the same circles. She invited us all over for a swim as her parents were away and she also had some beer and some pot. Pierre said he didn’t have a swim suit and Cindy Lou told him not to worry they had plenty of extra ones at her house.”
“Well we all got in our cars and trucks and headed over to Cindy Lou’s place. Her parents had a big house and I was impressed. I had driven by it but had never been invited before and if Pierre had not been my cousin I probably would not have been invited this time. We all got out and went to the pool where the guys all took beers out of the fridge. I got one too to be cool and we stood around for a few minutes drinking and talking about this and that. Mostly nothing. Cindy Lou told Pierre and I where to find a swim suit and he and I went into the dressing room. He shucked his clothes off in a second and he was so gorgeous. He was so natural being naked in front of me. I had just never paid much attention to the other guys when I saw them naked at the swimming hole or in the locker room but I was looking now.”
“Pierre was about 6 feet tall and on the thin side with his ribs showing but he was medium hairy you could say. Long legs and his cock and balls were incredible. I got the full view of that uncut piece of meat as he undressed in front of me. He looked at me staring at him and asked me what I thought. I stammered and stuttered out that I just was fascinated with his foreskin and all. His cock was about 6 inches soft and his balls were hanging down about the same length. He pulled the skin back and forth a few time letting me see the shiny knob of his sex. He told me having a foreskin made the tip very sensitive. I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant by that.”
“He found a swim suit and pulled it on and even though he was pretty pasty white he was very good looking. Very French somehow and he seemed to just exude sex from every pore. He smiled at me as he left the dressing room and I was glad because when I pulled my pants off I was hard as a rock and that would have been embarrassing. I quickly found a suit and pulled it on covering up my cock just as a few of the other guys came into the room laughing and talking. No one saw a thing and I stripped off my shirt. I wasn’t an athlete by any means but I was OK looking and being a farm boy I was in pretty good shape for an 18 year old boy.”
“I found myself watching as the other guys took off their shorts and shirts and joked around. No one seemed to notice my stares and I tried to keep my looks discreet as I messed with my clothes and beer to seem inconspicuous. Lord I had never looked at these guys in that way before but now all I could see was their cocks and balls and pubes. All sorts and all varieties. Big and small I was interested in them all. Shit it was amazing as they pulled on their suits and we all walked outside to the pool. Pierre was in the water swimming with Cindy Lou and the other girls. I went over and dove in but before I hit the water I could see Cindy Lou’s hands on Pierre crotch. Soon everyone was in the water splashing and playing around and having a good time. We were all drinking and some of the guys and girls were smoking pot. I saw that Pierre took a few drags. I just hated smoking and didn’t want to be a wuss but also just didn’t want to take a drag. I sort of hung around the fringes and no one ever asked me or passed me the joint so I was saved from that.”
Van finished off his beer and took a deep breath before continuing, “Well I saw Pierre and Cindy Lou heading for the house as all the rest of us were in the pool playing a game. No one seemed to notice or pay attention at all. I found myself wanting to know where they went so I walked around the edge of the yard and soon found myself going into the house through the kitchen door. I couldn’t believe I was following them like some kind of “peeping tom” or something. I felt so weird but I couldn’t help myself. I heard some sounds coming from a room behind the kitchen and I walked down this little hallway. The door was open and I could see in but from where I was standing I felt positive they couldn’t see me.”
“It was obviously a bedroom, perhaps the maids room, and they were on the bed and they were kissing and their hands and lips were all over each other. Cindy Lou’s top was off and her perky little breasts were bouncing around. I had gone to second base with Mary Jane Wilkins the previous year but I didn’t have much experience in the sex department. They were laughing and giggling as I watched Pierre lean down and suck on her nipples making them hard and making her cry out as he bit them one at a time. She begged him for more and he gave her what she wanted I guessed. He then kissed his way down to her crotch and took off the rest of her suit exposing her crotch and pubes. I had never sen a girl naked before except in magazines and I watched in fascination as Pierre started to kiss her pubic hair and lick her vagina.. I had never heard of anyone doing this before. I was such a nerd. Cindy Lou seemed to enjoy whatever he was doing to her as she screamed and arched her back. Pierre stuck some of his fingers in her vagina and began to push them in and out. He had a huge smile on his face and then he went down to bury his face in her crotch again.”
“Then he sat up and I could see the bulge in the front of his swim suit and Cindy Lou sat up with a huge smile on her face as she reached out and grabbed his crotch and squeezed his cock. Pierre moaned and arched his back as Cindy Lou pulled his suit down and freed his hard cock which when free slapped up against his taut belly with a loud noise which made both of them laugh. He wiggled his hard cock back and forth in front of her. She reached forward an grabbed his cock and squeezed it between both her hands which made him cry out. It was huge. It was the first hard cock I had ever seen and I almost fell into the room trying to get a better look at it.”
“It seemed to be about 8 or 9 inches long and it was a handful for Cindy Lou to hold and squeeze and massage. She also grabbed his balls and started to squeeze them and massage them and apparently Pierre really liked that a lot. Then she did something that has changed my life forever I guess. She leaned forward and began to lick and kiss and suck on his cock and all of a sudden the light bulb went off in my naive farm boy virgin brain. That’s what they mean by a cocksucker. I had never gotten it before because it never entered my mind that anyone would want to suck on a cock. I had no idea that anyone would want to do that. I mean I knew a cock was for sex but I just thought of it as something that you peed with. God I was so stupid I thought. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Cindy Lou and what she was doing with Pierre’s cock and the look on Pierre face told the story of my life.”
“I wanted to run into the room and push Cindy Lou out of the way and suck on Pierre’s cock just as she was doing. I wanted his face to look like that when I sucked on his cock. I wanted to make him feel so good. I knew my cock was hard in my trunks and I wanted to touch it but I knew I couldn’t as it was raw and hurt from all my masturbation the past few days. Pierre stood up on the bed and Cindy Lou pulled his suit all the way off and he kicked it off the bed with a laugh. he bounced up and down on the bed laughing as his cock bounced up and down as well. He looked towards the door and I stood there frozen. Did he see me? No I was sure he couldn’t see me but he smiled and then moaned again as Cindy had once again grabbed him and attached herself to his cock. Then he was down on her and he was pushing his cock into her vagina and she was moaning and thrashing around as he fucked her in and out in and out. She wrapped her legs around his back and bucked as he thrust. Finally I saw his whole body shudder as he slammed one last time into her and I knew he had cum.”
“When he had finished he rolled off her and lay on the bed. His cock was quivering and about 3/4 hard and dripping cum and I couldn’t believe what Cindy Lou did next. She bent over an started to lick all the cum off his cock and swallow it. They lay there for a few minutes and then she said they had better get back to the party before they were missed. I turned quickly and almost ran down the hallway as silently as I could and through the kitchen. When I got to the back door I looked outside and saw that everyone seemed occupied in the pool so I went out and quickly went to the bathhouse where I pretended to come out of the toilet area and went over and grabbed a beer hoping that no one had noticed my absence and would say anything in front of Pierre or Cindy Lou about it.”
“Soon after I saw Pierre and Cindy Lou come out of the house and walk over to where I was. I grabbed a beer and gave it to Pierre. He smiled the strangest smile I had ever seen at me but never said a word. Had he seen me I wondered? The rest of the party and the day was a blur. I got pretty drunk I guess and finally after a cook out I drove Pierre back to my uncles house where I dropped him off. I asked him if he wanted to do something the next day and he said they had plans but he would see. He thanked me for a great day and told me how much he liked all my friends. As he was telling me this he placed his hand on my leg and squeezed it gently and smiled at me and then he was gone and out of the truck.”
“Oh shit guys I can still feel that touch. It’s like it was burned in my leg forever. That is so lame I know but everyday I can feel it. Everyday I hate myself for not saying something to Pierre. Everyday I hate myself for not speaking out. I only saw him one more time while he was in the States and that was when he came over to our house and he wanted to check his e-mail. We had a computer in my bedroom and I was standing behind him as he checked his e-mail. He rolled his shoulders and complained that he was sore and I just stood there like a complete dweeb. I know I should have offered to give him a back rub and in my dreams I do it but that night I just stood there and said nothing and did nothing and then he was gone.”
Van looked drained as he sat there across from us taking a drink from his water glass. The time had slipped by and most of the tables in the restaurant were empty. Lisa came over with the checks and I apologized for hogging the table all night. She told us not to worry to take our time. I looked at our bill and grabbed my wallet and pulled out the amount plus double for a tip since we had taken up one of her prime tables for the whole night. I laid the money and the check on the edge of the table for her. Van had pulled his money out as well and placed it by the side of mine. Lisa came over and we both told her thanks and for her to keep the change.
What a night. What a story. I was teary eyed and I saw that Timmy was as well. I felt so bad for Van and was not sure what to say or do at this point. “So Van what happened to Pierre. Did he marry his girlfriend? Have you ever talked with him again? Come on tell us.” I said.
“Well after he left I really didn’t hear much about Pierre for about 5 years. Then out of the blue I get an e-mail from him. He graduated from college and is working for a bank and living in Paris. He didn’t get married and is single and living alone. He works a lot and goes to clubs and movies and we e-mail about once a week or so but I still have never told him how I feel about him. I am so stupid. I just know he would never go for a guy like me and I am so fucking afraid of coming out to him or anyone else. It’s such a secret man. Suck a stupid fucking secret.”
“Look guys I am content with my life. I have made it and it is OK. I have my family. I have my work and my place and my dog. Not a day goes by when I don’t berate myself and kick myself for not doing anything but I am OK with it. I jerk off every night and imagine myself in place of Cindy Lou and it’s OK. It really is OK. I just don’t need any complications in my life guys. My folks and my family just couldn’t handle it. They think I just haven’t found the right girl and am just a confirmed bachelor and all. I just don’t want to mess up their lives with the news that their son is a fucking faggot queer cock sucking fudge packer.”
I reached out my hand and placed it over top of Van’s which was in the center of the table. He didn’t flinch or look around and soon Timmy placed his on top of ours. “Look Van you aren’t any of those things. They are just stupid words and now you have some friends who know you are gay. You don’t have to carry that huge secret around anymore like some huge weight around your neck. You can and should let it go man. You can talk to us. You can hang out with us. You can be your true self around us. You don’t have to hide who you are. You can go to a club with us or a party and if you want to you can have sex with us. OK. We are here for you to work this thing out. We do need to get you in touch with Pierre though and I will work on that to see if I can find out if he is gay or not.” I said.
Timmy said, “ It’s OK to be in the closet Van. There is no shame in that. But now you know that when you see me on the guard chair looking all fine and such that I am looking over at you wondering about your cock and wanting to see you naked and hard. If that doesn’t make you feel good I don’t know what will.” We all laughed and it was good to hear Van laugh.
“Thanks guys so much. Part of me really would like to come home with you tonight but part of me says no not yet. I hope you can understand that. Just give me some space to work all this out OK? I just need some time to sort all this shit out in my head.” Van said as we got up to go.
“No worries man,” I said slapping my arm on his shoulder. “Just don’t think about it to long. Just do it man. Don’t waste your life in what might have been. Let’s get on with it and we can show you what can be!”
We walked outside into the warm humid night air and over to Van’s truck where Brent was waiting patiently. Van let him out and he ran over to some bushes to pee and then back to Timmy and me to smell our crotches and get some pats and scratched behind the ears. Van had saved one piece of sushi which he fed to Brent who sat down at his command and waited for his treat. Brent ate it in one bite not stopping to savor the taste or the texture like we humans did!
Timmy went over and hugged Van and Van hugged him back and then I did the same. “We’re here for you man. Anytime OK.? Here is our cell phone numbers,” Timmy said taking a piece of paper out of my truck and quickly writing down our cell numbers. “We are there 24/7 for you. What’s your number man.”
Van gave Timmy his number and as Timmy was great with numbers I knew he would remember it without writing it down. “Thanks guys. I really appreciate all you did for me tonight. It’s so fucking hard to believe I thought this would be just another normal boring Friday night at the sushi bar for me! Damn how things can change in the blink of an eye,” he said getting into his truck with Brent beside him. We stood there and watched him pull out of the lot and drive down the street.
“Damn man what a story. But oh fuck man I have to pee so badly man I am hurting but I didn’t want to interrupt the flow of his story,” I said dancing around holding my crotch.
“I know what you mean,” Timmy yelled as we both ran back inside the restaurant to use the men’s rooms. There were still a few late night diners and they were beginning to clean up and close up after a busy night. After we had peed we waved goodnight to Lisa and told her we would be back again real soon. She smiled and waved and thanked us for our generosity.
We got in my truck and Timmy slid over and we hugged each other. Both of us were actually shaking from physical and emotional exhaustion as we hugged each other so tightly I thought my eyes would pop. I just wanted to hold on to Timmy and never let him go. Van’s story had really affected me to the core of my being. I couldn’t believe he had actually loved his cousin for so long, 17 years! And this was a confident self-assured guy on the outside who could built rocks walks and put down country club presidents and he couldn’t even ask tell his cousin he was gay. I just felt so bad that he had to live with this secret all this time and that he had no one before tonight to tell and let it all out.
“I am so exhausted Tom. I just feel so wiped out man after Van’s story. It was like once he started talking a huge damn burst inside of him. I felt so sorry for him. Can you imagine keeping all that inside for 17 years!” Timmy said looking deep into my eyes.
“I know man. Shit I am still crying just thinking about his story. I hope we did the right thing in letting him go off by himself. You don’t think he would do anything drastic tonight do you? Maybe we should go and try and find him or some thing.” I said.
“No I think he was OK and we gave him our numbers. Maybe we should like wait half an hour and then just give him a call to let him know we are thinking about him when we get back home,” Timmy added.
We just sat in the truck not talking and not moving while we tried to assimilate the story that Van had told us of his unrequited love for Pierre. What could we do to help him? Should we help him or just leave him alone? He seemed like he had a life for himself but what kind of life was it I thought? But was it our business to butt in? Lots of questions as I started the engine and backed out of the parking space and headed home. I looked at the clock on my dashboard and it was 11:30 PM. We had been in the restaurant for 3 and a half hours and Van had been telling his story for at least 2 hours I thought.
When we were approaching the park on our way home Timmy asked me to stop. I pulled into the little parking area and he turned to me as he took off his seat belt and said, “ look man I don’t know about you but I have to run some of this shit on my brain off. I just know I can’t sleep with all this shit on my mind. Look we can run barefoot around the infield and just take our pants off and run in our boxers. No one is here and its not like we are running naked or anything.”
“Great idea Timmy. Thanks for making me stop, “ I said getting out of the truck and slipping off my shoes and socks and pants and throwing them on the front seat of my truck. Timmy did the same and we walked across the dew covered grass in our bare feet. It felt so wet and cool and very sensual as we reached the track and sort of jumped across the hard cinders of the track to reach the soft grass of the infield. They really hurt the soles of my feet. Ouch! We took off running at a nice steady pace. No words were necessary as we pumped our arms and legs and just took off around and around and around the track. It felt good to free our minds and just let go of all the shit we had heard this past few hours.
Finally we collapsed into each other breathing hard and holding each other while catching our breath. We kissed and stood there hugging each other with our chests moving rapidly in and out against each other.
“We are so lucky Tom aren’t we?” Timmy said.
“Yes we are. Sometimes I have to just pinch myself to make sure I am not dreaming man. We have a supportive family that loves us and doesn’t give a flying flip that we are gay and we have each other. We have some great friends and we love each other. Damn we are so fucking freaking lucky,” I said as I kissed Timmy all over his face making him giggle and laugh. We ran over to the truck and jumped in and sat there for a few minutes.
“Do you think Van has had enough time to get home?” I asked.
“Let me see,” Timmy said as he got his phone and punched in Van’s number from memory. It ran once, twice and then three times and then Timmy said, “Van. It’s Timmy here. Tom and I just wanted to make sure you got home OK. Yeah man we really care about you and we really want to be there for you if you need us. OK? Yeah we’ll be in touch.” He hung up and turned to look at me.
“He’s home and in his room he said. I think he was really touched that we were worried and called him. “I’m glad we did that. We’ll call him tomorrow to check in.” Timmy said as I started the truck and drove the short distance home parking outside our garage.
I looked up at Grand’s apartment and saw her light was on and I saw that dad’s was as well. We slipped on our pants and walked barefoot into the kitchen grabbing a glass of juice to carry up stairs. As we reached the upstairs hallway and started up to our room I heard some whimpering sounds coming from Mike’s room. I wasn’t sure what they were so I handed off my socks and shoes and glass of juice to Timmy who juggled them all and told him I was going to check on Mike to make sure everything was OK. I opened the attic door and Timmy disappeared up the stairs with his load of stuff.
I walked over to Mike’s door and held my ear to it. I could hear the sounds coming from inside and I opened the door to his room. In the light from his night lite I could see him thrashing in the bed and moaning and whimpering. I walked over and knelt down by the side of the bed and put my hand on his forehead and whispered his name over and over again to try and calm him down without waking him from his dream to abruptly. I remember reading that somewhere I thought and it sounded like good advice..
“Its OK Mike. Its Tom man. I am here for you. Its OK Mike. Its Tom. I am here.” I said over and over as he stopped thrashing and slowly opened his eyes. He started to cry and threw his little arms around me. He was shivering as I got up off the floor and sat on the edge of his bed hugging him and patting his head and saying, “Its OK. I’m here now. SUSH SUSH Mike. Its me. Its OK.”
He cried and shivered and finally said, “I had a really bad dream Tom. It was really bad. I thought mom was in the room and she was 10 feet tall and she had this big huge belt and she was going to hit me and I was so scared. I am sorry Tom. I was so scared. I tried to be a big boy and not be scared but I couldn’t help it Tom. I didn’t want to be a little wimpy baby I wanted to be a big boy but I was so scared.”
“I know you were scared Mike. Its OK to be scared. I was scared of Rosa too. Rosa was a scary person. But it’s OK now because she is locked up in a hospital. Its like a prison man and she can’t get out. She is locked inside and she doesn’t have the key. You are a little boy Mike and it’s OK to be a little boy. You don’t have to be the big boy now. I am home and I can stand up to her for you OK. You did great when I was gone but now I will do it.” I held him closely and patted and stroked his head as he fell back asleep.
I looked up at the doorway and saw Timmy and dad standing there. I whispered to dad, “ dad can I carry Mike into your room and let him sleep with you tonight? I think the visit to the doctor today must have dredged up some bad memories.”
Dad nodded yes and turned to walk down to his room to get the bed ready and turn off the overhead light. I picked up Mike and as he didn’t weigh all that much it was not to much of a strain. Good thing I had been working out this past year. As I passed Timmy in the hallway I could see that he was crying and we bent and just quickly kissed on my way to dad’s room where I lay Mike down in the bed and pulled up the covers and tucked him in. He looked so small and little and helpless lying there in that big bed. How could a person hit a young child like that I wondered? I ran my hand over his forehead as I watched him sleep for a moment.
I walked with dad to his bedroom door and leaned over to give him a goodnight kiss. Timmy had walked down the hall and gave him a kiss as well and said, “Night dad. Care to share any details with your boys tonight or do I have to ask my mom in the morning?”
“We had a lovely dinner boys. Your mom is an amazing woman and I know that I am in love with her and I think she feels strongly about me but we are just going slowly so in case you are wondering and need your condom back I didn’t use it tonight.”
We giggled and I said, “that is so great dad. Just take your time. You both deserve to be happy and Timmy and I want you to know you have our support all the way!”
“Thanks that means a lot to both Alice and I,” dad said as we walked out of his room and he shut his door behind us. We walked up the stairs closing and latching the attic door behind us and I went into the bedroom where I took off my clothes, hanging my pants back in the closet and throwing my boxers and shirt in the laundry basket with the other dirty clothes. I saw that Timmy had put my shoes in their place and thrown my dirty socks in the basket.
Timmy had gone into the bathroom where I joined him to pee and brush my teeth. We didn’t say a word. No words were necessary. What a night it had been for both of us. Quite a surprise it was. Amazing I thought how sometimes things can turn out so differently than you had planned. Not necessarily bad different but just different different. We turned out the bathroom light and went down the short hall to the bedroom where we turned out the overhead light and both went over and just collapsed in the bed. We lay there under the covers staring at the ceiling.
“Tom can I ask you a question?” Timmy said turning towards me as we lay in the bed on our backs gazing up at the ceiling.
“Yeah sure you know that,” I replied.
“Well this is sort of off the wall but I mean. Well what I mean is. I mean do we have to have sex every night and if we don’t that doesn’t mean we don’t love each other or that we love each other any less does it?” Timmy asked me with this huge question mark on his puzzled face.
“Oh how I love you Timmy Hamilton,” I said wrapping my arms around him and kissing him. “No we don’t have to make love every time we hit the sack. It’s OK. I am wiped out as well and am actually glad you want a night off. We will have to talk about Van tomorrow which is going to be a very busy day.”
“At least we get to sleep a bit later tomorrow and I don’t have to go to work at all. What luxury! I can just laze around all day long and eat bonbons all day if I want!” Timmy said with a giggle.
“Yeah you are the lucky man,” I said as I snuggled in his embrace with my face pressed against his neck smelling his wonderful scent.
Timmy added “I’ll do the laundry and change the bed and check our e-mail and clean up the room until you get back around lunchtime OK. Then I guess we can eat and take the trailer back to my uncles.”
“Sounds like a plan and I need to take Mike to open a checking account and he really wants to take us all out for pizza and video games and to pay for it himself out of his first check. He is really excited about it and I don’t have the heart to tell him no or anything.” I said. “And maybe we could take all the boys out to your Uncle Jacks to swim in the river but no skinny dipping. We need to take our suits. Ben and Willie will love the farm and it will be good for them to spend some time with us. And then tomorrow night we have the party at Jake’s and I told Cary we would take him so we will be very busy.” I yawned and snuggled closer to Timmy and he ran his hand up and down my back holding me tightly in his embrace as we both fell sound asleep.
