Date: Tue, 6 Aug 2013 16:08:57 -0700 (PDT) From: James Stephens Subject: Leo and James - Part 14 Chapter 14 -- Going South Having the roommate out of the way seemed to enhance our relationship, as well as our fight where we managed to tell each other what gets under our skin. I gave Leo more time to himself and as a result he was more attentive. Brian's departure was particularly interesting in that his parents ended up picking him up. Obviously they didn't know the whole story and I was tempted to tell it but Leo intervened and reminded me to let well enough alone. Seeing the bigot that Brian's dad was, it showed Leo's class. It was becoming apparent that Leo was my better half, usually managing to remind me when I was about to say or do something that could turn out badly. A few months went by being the typical couple, doing everything together except work. Having opposite schedules we made the best with what we had. We learned that absence truly makes the heart grow fonder. I also started spending a lot of time with Leo's mom, both with him and without. Being a pretty decent handyman I did a lot of fixing up around her old house and she was very appreciative. We got to the point where she would call me to come over more than her own child. Leo was very pleased with that -- I think he was trying to do too much for her and that took up a lot of time. I also met the rest of the family, the nieces, grand nieces and nephews, cousins, and Leo's sister. They were all great people and we got along well. The subject of Leo and I being lovers was never brought up but everyone knew it. The only relative who did not seem to like me was his cousin Troy. He was an arrogant, bossy guy who was constantly on the prowl for pussy and openly disgusted by gay folk. I found out later that Leo had sucked his dick when they were about 10 years old and he kept coming back for more so that may have explained his attitude towards me. I did the best to stay away from him which he seemed to prefer at the time. Leo and I were going on two years into our relationship when his dad in Alabama passed away unexpectedly. I met him once briefly when he was in Chicago and loved the guy. He was very cheerful and we got along well. When he left he told me "Take care of my boy, he needs you." I found that statement odd considering Leo was not officially out to anyone. But it was obvious that his dad knew about us, and saw something in me that he liked. I was honored by that task and did my best to live it out. So we packed the car with Leo, his mom, Yolanda (the niece) and myself and drove down to Alabama for his Dad's funeral. I had not been south during a summer and found the heat to be unbearable. We stayed at Leo's aunt's house in a rural area where only a gravel road led to it. The room where I was to sleep, without Leo of course, was something I had not experienced before. It had been empty for a long time so it was dusty and had an odor. Leo did the best he could to get rid of it but I did not complain. His aunt was not too keen towards me and I dared not complain. The first place Leo took me was the place where he was born, an old farm house that was now dilapidated but occupied by an aunt of his that Leo referred to as "evil." His Dad lived with her and his death was somewhat a mystery. All the family knew was that she now owned 30 acres of prime land, and would let no one get near it. When Leo knocked at the door she answered it with a gun, telling Leo to leave and take the "white trash with him." So far I wasn't having the best of luck with the Alabama folk until I met Leo's son for the first time. We drove up to Leo's old "girlfriend's" house and out came Little Leo, whose real name was Terrell. Terrell came running out of the house to greet his father. He was a chunky kid, about 10 years old, and definitely Leo's child. "Hey rugrat." Leo called out to him. "Hi Daddy." answered Terrell. He had a very cute smile, just like his daddy. Leo got out of the car and hugged his son -- the love between the two was obvious. "This is my friend James." Leo led Terrell to the car and Terrell stuck his hand out to shake. "Nice to meet you Terrell." We shook hands. What a great kid, I liked him already. Terrell didn't say anything but nodded his head, still smiling. A rather gruff looking woman came out of the house, came up to Leo and they hugged. "How you doing Leo?" she said, matter-of factly. "Alright girl. You haven't changed -- still ugly." "Shut up, how's your mama?" "She's alright, she's back at auntie's place. I'm going to take Little Leo to go see her. OH, sorry about my bad manners. Susan, this is my friend James" I got out of the car to greet her and we shook hands. "Hey James. You survived a 15 hour car ride with him?" I laughed and looked at Leo watching me to see my reaction. "I had his mom in the car with me so he kept him in check." "My mama loves him. They're a good match." Leo responded proudly. "Well that's good. Now go take your boy to see her. Terrell, go wash up and get ready to see your grandma." Terrell happily ran in the house commenting on how badly he wanted to see his grandma. "Nice meeting you James. Come back anytime." Susan said on her way back into the house. "Same here." I shouted back as Terrell returned and got in the car, sitting in the back seat. He was a well mannered kid and knew his place among adults. On the drive over to his aunt's house Leo and his son conversed about the typical things sons and dads do, school, sports, behavior, etc. The obviously got along well. I was glad to see Leo with his son again. I knew we were in a close relationship but understood the importance of him being able to be with his family and resisted any urge to be jealous of Leo's wanting to spend time with someone else. I knew he was not out to anyone, and it seemed especially tense down here. The rest of the day Leo hung out with his son while I talked with Mrs. Patterson and started to break the ice with his aunt. She was definitely opening up and discovering that I was genuinely interested in their lives and a good listener. Later that day Leo took me around to introduce me to the rest of his family, including his dad's girlfriend who was visibly upset. Leo, as he has the knack of doing, was able to cheer her up. She was a pretty woman, about 50 years old and very interesting to talk to. Most of her conversation centered on how badly she was treated by Arnold's (Leo's dad) family and that she was not looking forward to meeting them at the funeral the next day. The more I heard about the family feuds the more I dreaded the funeral. The most interesting person I met that evening was "Lil Bro." He was Leo's favorite cousin, a skinny, flaming queen who was very glad to see Leo. His place was very run down, now what I had in mind for a guy this girly. Leo knocked at the door, which was half off the hinges, and we walked in together. Lil Bro came out of the kitchen, wearing a halter top and daisy dukes, and definitely switching. "What the fuck? Leo!" He came up to Leo, and hugged and kissed him. He was very glad to see him. "Well I got that out the way, now who's the fine white boy?" Lil Bro stood back, looking me up and down. "This is James and keep your hands off." Lil Bro gave him a look that meant he was not going to do what Leo asked him to. He walked around me then gasped when he saw my ass. "My God, a white boy with bootie, a big fine bootie! Can I touch, please?" Leo looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders, not caring. With that Lil Bro felt my ass. "Whooeee! You could bounce a quarter off this ass." He reached around and felt my groin. "Damn. Not bad here either. You got your papers saying you white?" "I'm all white, believe me." "Well it's certainly nice to meet you James, have a seat where you can find one." The place was littered with stuff but managed to find an empty spot on the couch. Leo went into the kitchen which left Lil Bro and I chatting, which went well. He and I hit it off. "Damn Lil Bro, what the fuck is up with this frig? You don't have a damn thing in here.' "Well go get yourself something girl." Lil Bro shouted back. Leo came out of the kitchen. "Be right back. Let's go James." "Nope." Lil Bro grabbed my arm. "He's staying here." "Oh hell no. I do kinda like this guy." "We were just talking Leo. Damn you're a possessive bitch." "And one who knows you all too well." "I won't touch him, promise." Leo looked worried but left out. "James, don't let him get you to rape him." "Damn girl, you still know me well." They both laughed and Leo stepped out the door. For the next few minutes we talked and laughed. I heard someone shut a door and urinate for a long time, groaning in pleasure. "That's Xavier, my piece." "Nice, you two live together?" "Married." He displayed the ring finger. "Wow. Well at least you got something." He came out of the bathroom, shamelessly wearing nothing but a pair of basketballs shorts, which did nothing to hide his large dick. Lil Bro and I had the same likes -- big men. He was about 6' 250 pounds but well put together, fairly muscular but a little paunch and extra weight all around. His eyes were beet red and he was still obviously high, not noticing I was in the room. "Where my cigarettes at?" he said with a deep voice, very masculine. "On the table in behind you dear." When he turned around to pick them his shorts slid half way down his naked ass. What a beautiful sight -- big, round and firm with some hair trailing out of the crack. Lil Bro saw me looking and laughed. He turned around and saw I was in the room. "Oh shit." He said, pulling up his shorts. "I didn't know you had company." "Jeremy, this is James, Leo's man." "Leo Bolden?" "Yes, he's in town for his Daddy's funeral." Jeremy stuck his hand out and had a strong, bone crushing hand shake. My hand dwarfed in his. "Nice to meet you James. Where's Leo?" "Went to the store, he'll be right back." "Been a few since I seen Leo, we were childhood friends." Jeremy lit a cigarette and leaned back. He was a very hot man, big legs and huge feet that he put up on the coffee table. "Get me a beer baby." "Sorry, all out." "Damn. Well get me some water then." Lil Bro obediently got up to get his water while we sat in awkward silence until he returned. "So how long you in town?" Jeremy asked me. "Just until after the funeral." "How long you been Leo's?" "A few years now, hundreds in gay years." My attempt at humor didn't get a reaction. He just kept puffing his cigarette. He rubbed his dick through his shorts. Lil Bro got up from where he sat and joined Jeremy on the couch. "Got to be going, wife will be home in a few." Jeremy said, putting his cigarette out. He stood up and stretched, his dick was half hard, pushing a tent out from his shorts. This was a magnificent display of exhibitionism that I was really getting into. "It was nice meeting you James, come back anytime." "You're such a whore" Lil Bro told his lover. "We ain't married bitch." Jeremy said playfully. "Get your big dicked, half naked ass out of here." Lil Bro got up and led Jeremy to the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. "Men." Is all Lil Bro could say when he got back. "And a fine one, damn." I responded. "He's alright. I give him what he needs, drugs, drink and sex, in that order." Jeremy cam out shortly after, wearing a T-shirt and jeans. "Well I'm out of here. Nice meeting you James." "Likewise." Lil Bro saw him out and returned to the conversation we were having earlier. He had been messing around with Jeremy for over a year now and was in love with him. But it was not being returned and Lil Bro talked about the day when he would meet someone who was interested in more than just sex but in that area, it was nearly impossible in rural Alabama. Leo came in with some snacks and beer and we spent the rest of the evening having a good time with Lil Bro and a few other friends of Leo's that stopped by to give their condolences and chat. I was very comfortable being where I was and felt the respect that this community had for Leo. He was a successful X-ray technician, coming out of a very poor community but still kept his roots and had the ability to get along with everyone. When we got back to his aunt's I retired to the bedroom, which was still very hot. You could see outside through the walls and there was a frog on the wall sitting still. I was truly in rural America. There was something comforting about it but I could not sleep due to the oppressive heat. At around 3 am, Leo came in and asked if I was okay. I was still awake so welcomed his presence and told him how much I missed him. He joined me in the little bed, almost breaking it and started kissing me. "We better not Leo. Your Mom and Aunt will hear us." But there was no stopping him. Having just shorts on he took them off and started sucking me. The heat caused him to sweat profusely, beads of water dripped on me as his talented mouth worked me over. He stood up and took off his clothes, motioning me to get on the floor. I laid on the old rug and Leo raised my legs and hovered over me so that I could suck his hard dick, eating my ass which I'm sure was not fresh from the day's heat. We 69ed for a while until Leo put me in the buck on the floor. Not having lube he was only able to get some of his thick dick in me and being on a rug on a hard floor made it difficult. He turned me around and stood before me, guiding my head to his sweaty groin with a slightly funky odor from the sweat. His balls literally dripped with sweat and my saliva as I sucked up and down his thick shaft. "I'm coming baby." He groaned as he shot several spurts of jiz into my hungry mouth. I took it all and kept my lips tightly sealed on him as he slowly pulled out. "Get on the bed." Leo said, breathing heavily. I sat on the bed and Leo raised my legs and continued to eat my ass while I jerked off. When he sensed me coming, he put his mouth over my dick and sucked everything out, swallowing everything. "Thought you might need that." said Leo. "Always. I love you Leo." "Love you too babe." He kissed me and got up to dress. "Long day tomorrow, get some rest." "I will babe." I finally fell asleep that night, hot, sticky and very satisfied.