Date: Wed, 1 Oct 2014 15:48:08 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected 17 James and Philip

Unexpected 17 James and Philip


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Chapter 16 wass the last, specific chapter on Gio and Kevin, for now. They
will not be forgotten.

You might have to review some previous chapters of Unexpected due to the
lack of publishing this summer and then the intervening chapters on Gio.

However, a quick review.

James and Philip met after Colin, James partner, he thought, suddenly
announced with no warning, his departure for a new job 100s of kilometres
away. James had gone into a slump and a couple of months later, Philip had
charmed him into a dance and then an evening together after the dance. They
spent their first Christmas together with both their families and
celebrated their first New Years. They had a large, successful New Years
Party where Gio and Kevin met. Then the renovation of the house began and
they lived at Philip's condo. They met Jeremy at the request of Father
Gregory and helped him turn his behaviour and academic progress
around. Then Jeremy's father had found his son was gay and had physically
abused him. Both the guys had come to feel like surrogate parents to this
young man who now lived with them.

Previously from Unexpected, Chapter 12

I had my arms around him holding him tightly to me but not impeding him at
first. It was possession, closeness, a bond. I guess that tonight, I was
not only in a passionate frame of mind but in a reflective one as well.
After a few minutes of his slow, passionate thrusts. I held my guy very
tightly with one around his back and the other hand firmly on his ass
stopping him from moving. We lay there and I could feel him in me pulsing
slightly. It felt so good to be joined like that. I admit that I squeezed
him with my ass. Got a few moans for that. "You are the man that I never
knew that I would have; you were only an unfulfilled dream. You charmed me
and fascinated me that first night at the club and it has never stopped."

I guess my lover was reflective as well. He forced himself slightly up
looking at me. "You looked so damn vulnerable, wistful and sexy that
night. Little did I know the strength and passion that was the real
you. You shocked me that day when you told me that it would make a big
difference to you if I didn't tell my family that I was gay. In effect, you
told me that you wanted me and wanted to proclaim it to the world. I never
knew what it was like to be loved like that before."

I finally released my hold on him to let him continue on the mission that I
had given him: to make love to me. He was powerful and yet gentle, my
Philipo. The kisses never stopped. We finished after many times of
edging. Neither of us had wanted it to end but eventually we both reached
that point of no return. Our finish was truly climatic and unlike many
times, we didn't drift off to sleep. We talked about the last months, our
committment to each other and finally of our plans for and our love of
Jeremy.

We heard the door to the condo open and Jeremy came in and go to bed. Like
all good parents, we realized that he was safe and with us. A little,
errant thought did flash through my brain, so was my car.

We held each other for another few minutes, kissed and drifted off still
touching.

Present

Jeremy was a little quiet at breakfast the next morning. I didn't want to
be intrusive but I finally broke down." Jeremy, you are more quiet than
usual, a problem?"

"You don't miss much. Could we talk tonight? There are just things that I
want to talk about. Mom and I talked on the way to my aunt's last
night. Just made think."

I reached over and gave him a little hug. "Jeremy I think that as long as
we talk, we can work anything out."

"James, it is OK. I know that. It is just that I have so much to take in
and sort in my brain, like the family yesterday. I had a wonderful
time. They took in a complete stranger."

I could tell that Philipo was getting a little agitated. He joined in. "No,
you were not a stranger. You were with us and then you endeared yourself
with everyone with your actions. You became part of the family. Always
remember that. You became part of the family."

Jeremy smiled that wonderful, room filling smile and shrugged. "I would
still like to talk this evening.

I figured that we had given him even more to think about but he looked
reassured.

I got to work that day and felt really at ease for the first time in
weeks. I reflected for a few minutes on my life. It was hard to believe
what my life had become since this time last year. No Colin. That turned
out to be the turning point in my life. A good turning point. I had my
Philipo. We had remodelled my house and it had become our home. We had met
Jeremy who had become so important to us. We had just introduced Jeremy to
the family. We had settled some issues with Jennifer, his mother. I had
helped and then seen the transformation of Gio into the really outgoing man
that he was. I had been so thankful when I saw some of the little
interactions between him and Kevin. There was an obvious, strong bond
forming between them. Kevin had fitted in immediately. They had brought
food with them on Sunday that the two of them had cooked together. Mamma
was delighted to have her second son back and it was clear that she really
enjoyed Kevin. I had a lot to be thankful for.

I smiled to myself and told the boss to bloody well get to work. He did.

I sorted through the incoming mail. I saw one very glossy envelope that I
almost threw in the trash, obviously advertising but it had caught my eye
so I opened it. It was an invitation to a series of seminars in San
Francisco about new trends in forensic accounting. I had heard of the
organization that was organizing the sessions. Some of them were very
interesting. In fact, it opened my mind to some possibilities. My new hire,
David, and I could go. It would give me a lot to think about for my plans
to build up that side of our firm. It would be good for him to keep up to
date and to meet new people. I could make some contacts. Maybe I could get
Philipo to come with us and make it into a getaway for us. We had never
done anything like that. The dates were perfect, late June. Not too busy
for me but it might be for Philipo. Before I did anything, I would have to
talk to him and only then to David. Then there would be some work, checking
if passports were in order, registration, airline tickets, hotel
reservation. Yep a bit of work but I could get my secretary to do some of
it.

David, my new hire, was an interesting mystery. He was very quiet at
work. I had noticed that he had started to interact a bit more with his
colleagues but always seemed to be holding back. He appeared to be a little
separate from everyone. Yet, when I met with him to discuss clients or to
discuss strategies for starting up the forensic side of the firm, he was
animated and had a lot of good ideas. In fact, I had given him a client who
wanted some forensic work done concerning his firm and he had done an
excellent, detailed job and the client was immensely impressed and
thankful.

He almost mirrored his physical nature which was unassuming at first
glance. He was only about 5' 9 may 5'10 and was not a big guy. He was slim,
small boned but well proportioned none the less. He was usually neatly and
well dressed. He always looked a little nerdy. It was probably his haircut
that made him look a bit boyish. He never mentioned his life outside
work. Never heard him mention a date or any relationship. A man of
mystery. A trip and some new ideas might do him a lot of good. Then, in my
mind, Philipo and I in San Francisco, the Castro. This was more than a good
idea.

This must be my day for daydreaming. I forced myself to get down to work as
I had some appointments with clients later in the morning and the
afternoon. The day passed quickly after that.

I was the first home and could smell the chicken dish that we had thrown in
the slow cooker that morning before leaving for work. We were of course
making extra big amounts. Today, Jeremy had a team practice after school
and he would come home starving. Philipo arrived next. Time for a nice kiss
of welcome.

"That kiss was very welcoming." He looked at me with a twinkle and a
question in his eye.

"I have had a busy day but I did do a lot of reflecting on my life at
present compared to last year. You are at the centre of it. I was actually
thanking Colin for being the bastard that he is. You forced your way into
my life and it has been great."

"Forced myself into your life? I may have taken the lead but if I remember
... you were not exactly forced and dragged along. Damn, your are so
sexy. Come here."

The kiss was long and we were obviously oblivious to anything else. There
was rather loud clearing of a throat. "Jeez guys, cool off." We both
attacked Jeremy at the same time and we ended up tussling his hair and
laughing. Neither of us were bothered that he had caught us. We figured
that it was good for him to see us that way as role models.

He ate a hearty meal. Between mouthfuls, we had all the details of the
soccer practice and he had a promise from us to attend the next game after
school later in the week. He went off to finish some school work but
reminded us of the talk later.

I was listening to some music and reading when Jeremy came into the living
room. I put my book down and turned down the music.

"That is interesting music. What is it?"

"Ah, one of my favourites, Stravinski's Historie du soldat. I love its
harmonies and rhythms. I first heard it years ago and saw and a production
of it two years back." I turned it up a bit and we listened to it for a few
minutes together. It was the three dances movement that I enjoyed so much,
especially the ragtime, beautiful. I watched Jeremy as his eyes closed and
he looked as if he were far away.

"We never had music like that at home. It was one of my father's
hates. Highfalutin garbage, pretentious, I think were his favourite words."

I simply shrugged and muttered that I guessed it is a matter of taste and
experience. "So Jeremy, you want to talk. Should I get Philipo?" He nodded
yes.

"Guys, I don't know how to put this. What is my position here? I am
imposing on you. I watched you kiss when I came in. I must be cramping your
style. Don't get me wrong; I love it here with you. I guess I am just
confused." Oh shit, he looked so young and vulnerable. Again my heart went
out to him.

"Remember the first night we met?"

"I was so awful that night. I get embarrassed ever time I think about it."

"Long time ago, forgotten. I don't know why but you struck a cord with both
of us that night. One night, a few weeks later, I suddenly figured out how
I felt about you. Our relationship had become like myself and my father; my
father and I enjoy each other. Then I realized it was also what I imagined
it would be like to have a younger brother and that was the other side of
my feelings for you. Then that night with your father. I saw the blood and
your injuries and had the feelings that any parent would have. I wanted to
protect you and do what I could to help you grow and mature. Those feeling
have only grown.

"That afternoon at the Metro, I had exactly the same reaction. I knew that
I would do anything I could to stand by you. Jeremy, to be selfish, you
have added a great new dimension to our lives. You have added to our lives
not taken anything away. Did we look upset when you saw us today?"

He had a huge smile. "No you didn't look upset. But you sure looked hot as
hell. That is kind of relationship that I want to have."

"Please don't forget that we have waited a long time for this. It may not
come as quickly or as easily as you hope."

"How do you know that you can trust me?"

"So far you lived up to all your promises and plans. How do you know that
you can trust us to behave in your best interests? Trust is a difficult
one. I learned that the hard way." He had a look and was poised to ask a
question. "That is story for another time. Someday, just use the name,
Colin." I looked softly a Philipo. "I guess we all earn trust."

"Thanks, I feel better."

"Not tonight but we have to talk about university pretty soon and about
your upcoming birthday. Would you like a games night here as a party with
your friends? Cards, computer games, some food, no alcohol of course. We'd
also have to talk about course selection and living arrangements. You know
that we would really like you to stay here with us but it is your
decision. It is going to be tough going for your mom for quite a while with
the sale of the house and their separation. In fact, we would like to set
up some times when she drops by for supper with us and the Marchese
family."

"I know that she would like that. We do miss each other."

Jeremy stood up. "Thanks, this has helped." He gave each of us a quick
hug. He had some work and assignments to finish so he left us saying
goodnight.

I looked at Philipo with a sly look.

"What! You are up to something!"

"I received an interesting piece of mail today. It gave me some fascinating
things to think about." I explained the envelope and my thoughts. Well, not
all of them at first.

"You in San Francisco. You, David. We were just talking about
trust. Interesting."

"Worried?" I paused raising my eyebrows. Finally, having let him dangle for
a bit, "I had some thought that involved you. The dates are the last week
of June and the sessions start Thursday and finish Saturday." I smiled at
him. "I could get into a lot of trouble in San Francisco ... with
you. Could you get some time and come with David and me?"

"San Francisco, the Castro with you. I'd quit the company if I had to, to
go. It is a busy time of the year but if I get everything set up and in
order, they can just get by without me. I guess if there were a big
problem, I am only a phone call or an email away. I bet Pops would step in
for that time. He still has a good feel for the company. Nah, there won't
be a problem."

"You are the boss but they can get by without you."

He jumped over and hugged me. "It will be our first trip together! You
never cease to amaze me. Come here."

He sat beside me and the kiss started off softly but ended up more
passionate than either of expected.

"Maybe we should take this somewhere else. We have given Jeremy enough to
observe and think about for one day. You really are a sexy beast
Mr. Marchese.

I can never tell which part of my body will be the most erotic. This night,
Philipo undressed me and I, him. He had guided me to the bed and had me lie
on my back. He knelt between my opened legs and lightly ran his hands up
and down my thighs lightly stroking and pulling the hair. Occasionally, his
fingers would touch my scrotum. The sensations were fantastic. No erotic as
hell. I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the sensations that just built
and built. He stopped and I opened my eyes.

"Oh, so you didn't fall asleep."

I started to chuckle."You bugger. Does that look as if I have fallen
asleep?

I guided his hand to my swollen cock that was already leaking. "Just
thought that I would check. I wouldn't want to be accused of taking
advantage of a sleeping man."

I quickly sat up, grabbed him and had him on his back in an instant. My
mouth was on his cock. I sucked him hard all the way down and up. "Do I
seem sleepy now?"

"You might have to do that again to really prove that you are not just
sleep walking. Oh shit that feels even better when you are
chuckling. Harder, faster." I didn't mind orders like that.

Eventually, he pulled me off and up for a kiss. "69 tonight?"

No words were necessary. I climbed over him and took him in my mouth and
very quickly, his warm wet, active mouth and tongue were working their
magic on me. From the sounds from his throat, I wasn't doing too bad a job
either. We knew each others signals so well. Sooner than I imagined, his
rhythm became more insistent and his body was tensing. I think I felt him
grow in size and I could certainly feel and taste the shots pouring into my
mouth. The essence of Philipo. I had to swallow at least once. I followed
shortly after his start. I stopped what I was doing just immersing myself
in the firing nerves and exquisite feelings that seemed to be all over my
body.

I quickly turned around and kissed him. He broke the silence. "It is the
same and yet completely new every time. You have brought so much to my
life."

"Ah my love. You have no idea what you do for me."

 The next day Philipo phoned me from work to tell me that he had arranged
time off from the Wednesday up to and including the following
Tuesday. Everyone was pleased that he was looking after himself. Later in
the day, I asked David to come into my office for a minute.

His first words, "Everything OK boss. I don't usually get an invitation
like this."

I smiled at him and handed him the material from San Francisco. He read it
over. At first, his face lit up and then it became a little more
sober. "Boss, I can't afford this. I have bought a condo and my money is
pretty tight right now."

"David, this is for the firm and all your expenses will be paid." His eyes
opened wide. "In fact, I am going to go as well. I want to be immersed in
the subject matter. I really do want to expand that area of the firm."

"That would be great. We could meet people, make contacts, discuss the
sessions." Ah, the enthusiastic David back with me.

I smiled at him, "Exactly. Oh by the way, I have invited my partner along."

"I thought that you were the sole owner of the firm?"

"No, no, not that kind of partner. Not a business partner, my partner. " I
emphasized the words 'my partner'."

"Got you. Just so I don't look too stupid, what's her name."

I looked up startled at his question. Then it dawned on me. He had been
hired after the Christmas party. He kept himself, apart from the staff. "I
hope that it doesn't bother you and make a difference. You obviously joined
us after Christmas. You don't know. His name is Philip."

His mouth dropped open. No words came out. He was at a loss. I started to
laugh. "The best reaction that I have had in a long time. Sorry, I realize
now that you wouldn't know. Everyone here does so I just assumed. Philip
hosted the Christmas party with me. It is OK?"

"Mr. Milner, I am so sorry. You took me by surprise. I would never have
guessed. Oh, stupid thing to say." He closed his eyes and he was obviously
thinking. He got up and closed the door to my office. "I have stayed
separate from the staff so that my story wouldn't get out. I am gay. I had
no idea how people here would react if they knew. I love this job and want
it to work out so badly. Now I don't want people to think that you hired me
because I am gay."

"Everyone here can see the very good work that you are doing. You have been
an excellent addition to the staff. I really want you to help build up a
new side to the business. I would never hire someone just because they were
gay. You don't have to tell anyone until you are ready. I certainly would
not let anyone know. Will you come?"

"Seminars on new trends in forensic accounting, San Francisco, the Castro,
expenses paid. Why would I not jump on a plane tomorrow? Yes!"

"You sound just like Philipo. He can hardly wait. It will be our first trip
together. I shall start to make the arrangements. Passport in order? Most
Canadians have one." He nodded yes. "Great. We'll have you over for supper
some night in late May to make plans and meet Philipo. You'll like him."

I gave my secretary all the information and the arrangements that I wanted.
I would register us and she would book our flights and I would give her the
hotel that I wanted in the next couple of days. We were going and I phoned
Philipo at work. He sounded excited; so was I.

After supper, "Jeremy, we have some news for you. Philipo and I are going
to San Francisco; I am going to some seminars. Philipo is going to tag
along. Our first trip together!" I had knew his dates for graduation and
the grad dance. They did not conflict.

"Guys, I am so happy. How do we work my being here."

"Jeremy, this is your home. You could ask your mother to stay to get a
break from her sister or you could stay here by yourself. You know the
rules and we trust you. Mamma would love to have you on the Sunday. You can
use my car for that time."

"I don't know what to say."

"Try ... great idea. Thanks."

As usual, he did better. He came over and gave each of us a hug. "I am so
bloody lucky. Thank you. I'll only invite 50 or 60 people over." He smiled
as I gave him a shot on the arm.

Later that week, I arrived at the football pitch as the teams were warming
up. It was a beautiful late April day. I got a big wave from Jeremy when he
saw me. Shortly, I saw Philipo striding from the parking lot. There were
times when my heart does skip a beat when I see him like this. He was a big
man dressed in good jeans with an open neck shirt with a sports coat on. He
looked incredible. The jeans moulded to his body. My god but he was a
striking looking man. I always wear a suit or cotton, wool pants with a
jacket and tie; my firm needed that image. Being in the construction
business, he always wore a combination of dress down with a jacket and
seldom a tie; he was the boss. His face was always alive, animated. I felt
so good as he waved to me and then to Jeremy as he approached.

He looked at me. "Jeez, you look so sexy in that suit."

"Look in the mirror sometime at yourself. I have to stop myself from
ravishing you on the spot."

"Hold that thought for later." He winked at me.

We were not exactly quiet spectators. Lots of yells and impromptu
suggestions of what plays to make. We enjoyed the game. Jeremy was the
captain of the team and I could see why. Before the start, he had the guys
gather in a circle. He said something that they all laughed at and then he
put his hands out and they all placed their hands on each other and shouted
a school slogan. He was a striker (a forward for those who are not soccer
aficionados) but he was everywhere. He must run kilometres every game. He
took one lovely pass and with nimble foot work went around a defender and
let loose a strike with a huge amount of pace. The keeper didn't have a
chance. 1 - 0 for his team. He had lovely foot work and dribbling
skills. He set up one of his players with a beautiful cross into the box
for another goal. He was good. They won 3 - 1. They congratulated in the
time honoured ways, slaps on the backs, manly hugs and touches on the
shoulders.

He ran over to us. We were brimming with praise and pride in our guy. He
called a couple of guys over including Kent. "Guys these are James and
Philip, friends from church. They are players as well. What did you think?"

"Guys, great game. I hope ours goes as well on Saturday. You guys have a
good team. It has been a pleasure. What position do we play? Me,
midfield. Philip, fullback (defender)." We talked a while longer. We went
and stood by our cars waiting to give Jeremy a drive home. We had invited
Kent back for supper with us.

So it was a happy group that arrived back home and a wonderful supper. They
relived the game in great detail. We just enjoyed listening to their
interplay. Finally, they excused themselves to work on some school work and
relax. We had set 9:45 leaving time for Kent and he had phoned his parents
before supper and told them the schedule.

Jeremy took Kent home. It took just a bit longer than I expected. For once,
I shut up, no cute comments. We said our good nights.

Inside the bedroom, "You told me before the match to hold a thought. It has
been in my mind since then."

He looked me and then suddenly remembered. "Haven't been ravished in a long
time. Are you sure you are up to it, big guy?"

Actions always speak louder than words. I almost tore his clothes off. I
pushed him onto the bed. "Stay there. Don't move." It was an order. I
undressed slowly in front of him. I was rock hard by the time I
finished. "This is for you." I pulled my cock down and released it. It
sprung up hitting my stomach.

He smiled. "Bring it on you sexy bugger. Or am I supposed to say no, no not
that."

In my best nasty, manly voice. "Say whatever you want. It won't change a
thing."

He made a fake cringe and I was on him. There was no holding back. By the
time, we finished exhausted, I had scratches on my back. I could see the
marks on his shoulders where I had nipped him. I could still feel where he
pinched and slapped my ass as I got him off the bed to take him standing
up. His nipples were still red and enlarged from being teased and
squeezed. There was cum over the floor where he had finished swearing from
the onslaught of his orgasm. My legs almost couldn't support me.

I turned him around and kissed him gently before leading him back to bed. I
turned him on his side with my arms around him from behind. I held him as
tightly as I could whispering intimate things in his ear. The next thing I
knew, I was awake and he was sucking me in the brightening dawn.

"I thought that you didn't do anything to sleeping men."

"Only after they ravish me."

We didn't get out of bed for quite a while but we did make it to work on
time.


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