Chameleon

"Before we get there we'd better go over the ground rules."

"Ground rules?" I could feel my stomach tightening.

"Don't worry, Silas, nothing to be concerned about. I just thought it would be easier for you if we went over a few things first."

Declan and Sandy had spent the rest of the weekend at the farm and around one on Monday Sandy and Livy had left for Newton. Shortly after that, Dad rode his scooter down the road to visit with Frank and Mary, and Declan and I loaded the dogs into his Jeep to go to his parents' house.

"Okay, then, what are the rules?"

"First, no touching. We've got to keep our hands to ourselves."

"That shouldn't be hard. We're not overly physical around Dad and not at all when we're in public."

"You see, I told you it would be easy. Now the big thing is, Mom and Dad know you're gay, so you don't have to hide it."

"They know? How'd that happen?"

"Well, I've talked about you quite a bit, of course, so they know you've given up your life in the city to come home to take care of Sam and run the farm. They think very highly of you for that, by the way. But in talking about how you gave up your job and social life, your marital status came up. Mom asked if you were married or had a girlfriend you left behind. I figured it would be easier in the long run to tell the truth, so they know you're gay. I don't know if they've told my brothers or sisters, but you don't have to lie about it. You don't have to bring it up, either, but if it comes up ..."

"That's a relief. I wasn't planning on bringing it up, but in the first conversation I had with Frank and Mary they talked about my relationship status, thinking Livy was my girlfriend, so I'm glad you told me."

"And that brings us to the last rule. Your job in the city was public relations. This is one time we are going to keep your past career a secret."

"Don't worry, I don't plan on telling another person about that in this lifetime."

"Okay then, we're here, we're all set, and it's party time." Declan parked his car across from a large Victorian house with a full driveway and several other cars already on the street.

"Yeah, right. Somehow I'd feel better about this if you'd written a script I could follow. I`m good at that."

"Try this. You're a gay dairy farmer and you're meeting your bisexual boyfriend's family for the first time. Except they don't know he's your boyfriend, they don't even know he swings that way. Think you can play that role?"

"It sounds familiar. I'm sure I can get into the part."

It turned out to be easier than I'd guessed. That wasn't so much my doing, but the fact that it was a scene unlike any I'd ever experienced - a happy, festive family party. There were so many Kellys running around the place that it was a madhouse. There were Declan's parents, of course, Thomas and Joanna. Thomas had a full head of mostly black hair with streaks of gray and Declan's blue eyes. Joanna had deep red hair and slightly paler blue eyes. They were several years younger than Dad and much more laid back. If they had any qualms about me being gay it didn't show.

Then the kids, in age order from oldest down, were Patrick and his wife Joanie, Peggy and her husband Jeff, Michael and his wife Alice, Declan and his secret boyfriend, Silas, and the baby, Katie, and her fiancé, Rob. It took me most of the afternoon to match the names to the faces. And then there were eight nieces and nephews ranging in age from toddlers to about twelve. I never did get all of their names straight, or exactly who belonged to which parents.

Declan's siblings were an interesting mix of their parents' genes. Patrick, Peggy and Declan had their father's black hair while Michael and Katie had bright red hair. They were all good-looking, though none as hot as Declan, at least in my opinion. As different as they looked, they all had similar personalities, much like Declan's - relaxed, confident, outgoing and friendly, all alien traits as far as my family was concerned.

Declan's strategy for the afternoon seemed to be to introduce me to a sibling and then disappear for a little while, giving us a chance to get to know one another without him hovering or interfering. It was a good thing his family was outgoing, because if keeping a conversation going had been up to me there would have been lots of silence. My last 'interview' was with little sister Katie toward the end of the afternoon. I'd been somewhat nervous about her because I'd noticed her giving me long, thoughtful looks all day. I thought maybe there was something about me she instantly disliked, but was relieved when she smiled, put her arm through mine and suggested we go for a little walk.

"Sometimes it can be hard to talk with so much family around."

Her friendliness lasted only until we got around to the front of the house. Then she pulled away from me, folded her arms across her chest and gave me as stern a look as a perky, cute little redhead can.

"You break his heart and you're dead meat."

"What are you talking about?" I was stunned. That was probably the last thing I expected her to say.

"Don't play innocent with me. I know my brother. I've been listening to him talk about you for weeks and now today, just the way he looks at you, it's so clear he's crazy about you. So you'd better not be playing games with him."

"I think you're mistaken, Katie." I had no idea what to say. If she'd asked about my sexual orientation I could have responded easily. Even if she'd asked about my feelings toward Declan I could have been somewhat honest with her. But it wasn't my place to talk for him.

"Don't worry about outing him, Silas. I'm the only one in the family who knows he's bi. I don't know if he told you but I dropped by his place one morning after he'd had a, um, male acquaintance, spend the night."

"Yeah, he told me about that." I'd forgotten which family member that had been. Since I hadn't known any of them at the time it had been just a name.

"Well, you seem like a nice guy, and I know you grew up here, but you lived in the city for a lot of years, so you're probably a lot more casual with your relationships. Declan's no babe in the woods, but when he falls in love, it's for real. Kara hurt him terribly and I don't ever want to see him go through anything like that again."

"I may have lived in the city but that doesn't have anything to do with my heart. I'm probably less experienced with relationships than he is, but as far as I'm concerned, this is very real, as you put it. The last thing I'd ever want to do is hurt Declan, and I'm going to try my best not to."

"So this is where you two disappeared to." Declan was walking down the driveway toward us. "I hope you're not telling tales about my sordid past, Katie."

Katie's face lit up as she smiled at her brother.

"No, I was just telling your boyfriend here that he'd better treat you right or I'll cut his balls off."

Declan's mouth dropped open and Katie laughed.

"Nice to see I can still shock you, Declan."

"So you figured it out, huh?"

"You know you've never been able to fool me, but it's so obvious how you feel about him I'm amazed no one else here has picked up on it. You've practically been drooling all afternoon."

I still hadn't recovered from Katie's first threat, much less the way she phrased it to Declan, but her last comment made me laugh. They both turned toward me.

"Sorry, but that's the exact word Dad used to describe the way I was looking at Declan the first day he came to the farm. It's nice to know I'm not the only drooler in this relationship."

"It sounds like you're meant for each other. I don't want you to think I'm against you, Silas. If you're good to Declan, I'll be happy to be your sister-in-law. But if you're not, watch out."

"I think I can look out for myself, sis."

"So how are you going to handle coming out to the family? I assume you weren't planning on doing it today."

"While it would be nice to get it all over with at once, I think I'll start out with Mom and Dad alone. Then maybe they'll spread the word."

"Maybe? In this family? Everybody else'll know before you're halfway home."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. But I haven't decided exactly when that will be yet. Bringing Silas here today was just the first step."  

"Is this a private party or can anyone join?"

We all turned to see Peggy walking toward us.

"From the deafening silence maybe I have interrupted something. Is everything okay?"

"Sure, Peg, I was just about to give Silas a rundown on who here knows he's gay."

"You can add Michael to the list. Mom just said something about how it was a shame such a sweet, good-looking young man wasn't ever going to get married and have a family."

"Don't let her compliments go to your head, Silas." Declan punched me on the arm. "Mom's very gullible and easily mislead."

"Now be nice. Silas is very sweet and he's definitely good-looking. If we had any available women in the family they'd be all over him."

I caught Declan and Katie exchanging smiles at Peggy's comment but she didn't notice.

"I hate to be a party pooper but I've got six ladies waiting for me back home. Time to milk the cows," I explained to their blank looks.

"Okay, let's swing through the crowd so you can say your good-byes and I'll run you back to the farm. That'll give everyone a chance to talk about you and decide what to say to me when I get back."

In the car on the way back to the farm I asked Declan about his mother's comment.

"Do you think that means she's going to have trouble accepting it when you come out? I mean, from what you've said she'll still love you, but don't you think she's going to be disappointed that you're with me?"

"No, what it means is that she's going to insist we get married and then she'll start nagging us about adopting kids."

"Hey, that's a long way off."

"I know, we haven't even talked about kids."

"Or getting married. Let's not rush things, okay?"

"Don't worry, Silas, I'm not getting ahead of myself. We're still taking baby steps. There's no hurry."

I was surprised that Declan got out of the Jeep when we arrived at the farm and walked with me to the barn.

"Don't you have to get back to the cookout?"

"They're not going anywhere. I just want to kiss you goodbye and in case you didn't notice, Sam is sitting on the front porch. I think a kiss will bother the cows less than dear old dad."

The cows were already waiting in the milking room but I figured they could wait a little longer. As soon as we were in the barn I pulled Declan into a kiss that lasted at least a minute. When it ended I put my hands on his shoulders, held him at arms length, stared into his blue eyes and took a deep breath.

"I love you, Declan Kelly."

"Oh, thank god," he sighed. Ever since Saturday when I told you I loved you I've been worried that I went too far too fast."

"I've wanted to say it ever since then, but I just couldn't get the words out. I've never said that before to anyone."

Declan took me in his arms and kissed me again.

"One more baby step, Silas. We're getting there."

Tuesday morning it was back to the harvest, working long, long days. I didn't mind, though. I was always thinking about Declan, and knew that I was working the fields with a stupid grin on my face.

It was reassuring to see that same silly smile on Declan's face when he picked me up to go out to eat Wednesday night. I'm sure we were acting like a couple of lovesick teenagers all through the meal, but I didn't care. I was experiencing feelings I'd never had before and I loved every one of them. When we got back to the farm Declan surprised me by taking my hand and leading me across the road to the barn.

"I think we can have a little more privacy here."

He kissed me and for the next few minutes we were all over each other, kissing, groping, fondling, rubbing. Finally he pulled back, gave me a devilish leer and held up a condom wrapper and a packet of lube.

"We're not prepared for a full roll in the hay, but how about a stand-up fuck in the barn? We don't have to worry about scaring the horses, 'cause you haven't got any."

"And the cows are so laid back it'd take more than a couple of humans screwing to disturb them," I said as I took the condom and lube from Declan.

He turned around and ground his butt into my crotch. I reached around him and unfastened his jeans. As he pushed them down until they dropped around his ankles, I opened my pants as well. For some reason, maybe because of where we were, we both felt a sense of urgency. I squirted a little lube on my fingers and worked first one, then two of them into Declan's tight, smoldering hole. I hoped that was enough to prepare him because I couldn't wait any longer. I put on the condom, lubed it up, and gently but firmly pushed into him. I didn't realize that we were both holding our breath until I was all the way in and we both exhaled at once.

Once in, I was prepared to wait a moment until he was used to me, but he began bucking back and forth, fucking himself on my cock, almost immediately. I got the hint and joined in the movement, holding onto his hips, thrusting hard into him. The idea of fucking in the barn turned us both on, not that the actual physical activity didn't also, so in no time we were both building toward an explosion. I let go of his hips, reached around him, grabbed his rigid cock and began pumping it. He reached back, holding onto my hips and pulled them into him. His orgasm started first, but as his anus spasmed around my dick I also blasted into him.

Before I pulled out, Declan turned his head back and we kissed. My softening cock gradually slipped out of him and we separated. I looked round for something to use to clean up. There were towels in a cabinet in the milking room, so I left Declan standing with his pants around his ankles and went to get one. When I came back the sight of him standing there half naked, surrounded by bales of hay and sleeping cows made me start to get hard again.

"Save that for the weekend, babe. I don't think I can go for another stand-up fuck right now, and there's no place to lay down."

"You're no fun at all," I pouted.

"I think you may be suffering from an extreme case of short term memory loss. Think back about five minutes. Think real hard."

"Hard being the operative word," I said as I squatted down to clean Declan with the towel.

In spite of his protestations, his cock was plumping up again as well. Not being one to pass up an opportunity, I took his half-hard dick into my mouth. As I sucked, it became fully erect. He put his hands on my head and ran his fingers through my hair as I bobbed up and down, sucking as if my life depended on it. As he'd just come it took a while, but I kept at it until I was rewarded with the familiar taste of his juice. I swallowed most of it but kept a little in my mouth to share with him as I stood up.

"Mmm, want me to return the favor?"

"Not necessary, babe. While I get hard again pretty quickly, a second orgasm sometimes takes a while. I'm quite content right now."

He looked down at my stiffie.

"Little Silas doesn't seem content."

"He'll get over it." I fastened my pants, forcing my hardon into them. "We'd better get to the house now before Dad thinks we're molesting the cows."

"I don't think he's worried about that. They're female, after all."

"Yeah, but he knows you're bi, and don't forget your reputation with the ladies."

"I don't think my reputation has ever included bovines in any way."

"Thank god for that. But let's get back to the house, anyway."

He pulled up his jeans and we reluctantly went to the house, but not before I had one last squeeze of his incredible buttocks. I just couldn't get enough of them.  

Saturday afternoon when I picked up Declan at his house to go horseback riding, he had a much more serious look on his face than the goofy look he'd had most of Wednesday.

"Something wrong?"

"Well, I was going to tell you once we were riding, but as it's not a confession, I don't think I have to wait until we're on the horses. I came out to my parents last night."

Wow! Not a confession, but certainly big news.

"So how did it go? As well as you'd hoped?"

"I guess it could have been better, but it went okay. Mom handled it better than Dad."

"That seems to be the norm."

"Yeah, Dad wanted to blame it on you. Since I'd never shown any attractions to men before he felt it was your fault, that maybe somehow you had me under a spell."

"I wish I had that power."

"You do, babe. I've been under a spell since that night I saw you in the Blarney Stone, maybe even since high school."

"Aww, you're making me blush."

"It looks good on you. But to get back to my parents,  I guess I did too good a job hiding my gay side all these years, and my hetero reputation didn't help, so that's why Dad thought it was all about you. Mom reminded Dad that I'd always known my own mind and no one could ever talk me into anything I didn't really want. He agreed with that, so you're off the hook."

"That's good. If they need a witness that you slept with guys before me they can talk to Katie. I'm sure she'll have no problem filling them in. So everything is okay with them?"

"They're going to need some time to adjust to it, but yeah, everything's okay. I think it helped that they both liked you last Monday."

"Well, I liked your whole family. They're good people, in spite of Katie's threats."

"They are. But just because they're very loving and accepting, there's no need to share everything with them. Like, they don't have to know I'm a bottom. That, they might have a problem with."

"Don't worry, one thing I learned from my old career was discretion about sexual details. Just ask Livy. It has always driven her crazy that I wouldn't share with her. But that brings up a question I've been meaning to ask you. Are you a total bottom, or is that just your preferred position?"

"I'm what the online sex ads would call a versatile bottom. I love getting fucked but I'm not totally passive. I do love to fuck at times."

"Good, because while I love to fuck and your ass drives me wild, I'm very versatile."

"That works for me, since I've had my eye on your butt for quite some time."

Later that night, after Dad had gone to bed, Declan proved that he could be versatile, too.

"Time to have more than your eyes on my butt, babe."

I pulled Declan on top of me as soon as we got into bed. After an eternity of foreplay he had worked his way down to where he was kneeling between my legs, sucking on my dick. There was nothing I could do but put up with the exquisite pleasure of his oral ministrations. All the while he was fondling my balls and teasing my hole with his fingertips. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer and handed him the lube.

"Fuck me, stud."

He didn't need any more encouragement than that. He slicked up his fingers and worked them one at a time into my hole until he was stretching me with three. He put on the condom, lubed it up and placed his head at my loosened pucker.

"Ready or not, here I come."

He smiled down at me and I nearly melted. God, he was beautiful. At that moment he could have done anything he wanted to me. Fortunately, what he wanted was to fuck the daylights out of me and that's what I wanted, too. He pushed in very slowly, as if he were afraid he would hurt me. Once in all the way, however, he ceased to be gentle. His first few thrusts were a bit tentative, but after that he began pounding with all of the strength of the athlete he was. I loved every second of it, wanting to shout 'Fuck me!' at the top of my lungs, but forced myself to keep my encouragement at a lower volume. While Dad was asleep downstairs and at the other end of the house, I was still mindful of how sound could travel.

After a few minutes of furious pounding, Declan slowed down. He pushed apart my legs, which had been bent double to my chest, and leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him into me. As he began long-dicking me, sliding in and out so very slowly but very deeply, he kept up the kissing. He really knew how to fuck, but he could make love with the best of them as well. Soon his pace picked up again and I could tell he was getting close. I reached between us and grabbed my own dick, stroking and squeezing it. He broke off the kiss, raised his head and gasped as he started to unload into me. The feel of his dick throbbing in my hole was all I needed and I shot my load, spraying both our abdomens with my seed.

He pulled out slowly and rolled off me. I picked up a couple of small towels from the side of the bed and handed him one, wiping myself off with the other.        

"Damn, that was great. I'd always assumed it would be just like pussy, but getting a piece of real ass has definitely got a whole other feel to it."

"Well, it is a whole other hole. But does that mean you've never topped with a guy before? I thought you had lots of man-to-man experience."

"Yeah, I've been with lots of guys, more than I can count, anyway. But with a lot of them it was all oral, and when it was anal I wanted to bottom. Like I said, I thought fucking ass was the same as fucking pussy, and I got lots of that with women. If I'd known the difference, I would have tried it long ago."

"I'd ask what the difference was, except that would involve you talking about pussy and just saying and hearing the word makes me want to wash my ears and mouth out with soap."

"I'm not sure I could put it into words anyway."

"Well, for your first time fucking a guy you certainly performed like a pro. And that's the expert opinion of a former pro."

"I guess as far as performing goes, fucking is fucking. The mechanics are pretty much the same."

"Well, making love is a special talent, and you sure have it."

"You're not so bad yourself, Silas. That's why I've been content to be on the receiving end up till now."

"So does this mean my talented ass has converted you from a bottom to a top?"

"No, that's still my favorite, but I'm going to fuck you now and then if you don't mind."

"Mind? Moi? Never! Anything you want is fine with me."

I snuggled up to my versatile bottom and we fell asleep in each other's arms.


TBC