Date: Tue, 01 Mar 2005 13:31:14 -0700 From: Roy Subject: Phalen - Chapter two Gay/College Section of Archive This story contains portrayals of homosexual actions and lifestyles. There may be references to, or explicit descriptions of, sex between consenting adults. If homosexuality, sexually explicit language, or swearing offends you, or if reading material that contains these topics violates any law or personal or religious beliefs, you must exit now without proceeding further. If you are under 18 years of age, you may not read this story because it is against the law. This story is entirely fictional, and any resemblances to actual persons are completely coincidental. Roy roynm@mac.com Phalen, chapter two I have no idea how long we lay in each other's arms, though the moon's shadow had now drifted over us. Neither of us felt a need to speak at first. All of our emotions were conveyed with moans, sighs or the occasional brief chuckle. From time to time, Phalen would move slowly from laying at my side, to covering me with his entire body, then back, moaning as he worked his way over me, while I rubbed his back and we kissed. At one point he gave me a shy smile. I grinned, and tried to pull him closer as he snuggled his face against my neck, his breath teasing my ear. "You know, my dad warned me about dirty old men like you," he said in a husky voice, showing his emotions. "He didn't tell me though that I'd like, wanna spend *lots and lots* of time with the guy, or that I would love the taste of pizza on his tongue, and the taste of our mixed-up jizz on his stomach." Raising himself up on his elbows, again looking into my eyes, he ran his fingers slowly through my hair. "Nope, dad never warned me that the twinkle in this guy's green eyes could make me laugh, and at another time those same eyes could make me ache because I wanted so much for him to hold me. --- He never told me that a single wink from the guy could light up my day." "He never told me that I could, like come to love this guy if given half a chance," he said as he returned to nuzzling my ear." "Did your father ever tell you that you're a hopeless romantic?" I said gently? "I'd bet that he also didn't tell you that some dirty old men are romantics too, did he sexy boy?" I continued in same almost-whisper. In an instant he was back on his elbows, face close to mine. "You are?" he said with some of his former exuberance. "I was, like afraid that you'd think I was being too mushy, or something if I told you what I'm feeling," he continued, rubbing a finger along my jaw then across my lips. "Phalen, I have to tell you in all seriousness that meeting you has got to be the very best thing that has ever, I mean *ever* happened to me. --- For years, I have known that something was missing from my life. I thought it might sex," I chuckled as he pecked my nose. "But it was more than that. What was missing from my life was you," I said as I started to choke up. "Likewise --- for sure," he grinned, speaking like a kid again. "Does that mean that I haven't run you off by being mushy?" I shook my head. "And --- for telling you that you had pepperonis and pizza sauce on your shorts, when you really didn't, just so I could get you naked?" He giggled squirming to get away from me. "You what?" I shouted. "I *thought* you had more experience than you claimed! And there you were, faced with a blushing virgin who was clueless!" "Jeff," he said, looking me in the eyes seriously. "I really hate to tell you this, but we are *both* still virgins! Shooting a load and making out does not mean we qualify as 'men of the world,' he said in a deep voice. "We still have lots of stuff to try out. I'd like to learn those things --- with you, if that's, like okay," he said becoming serious again. "Way cool," I said imitating him. --- "For sure." "Hey, you making fun of me?" he asked, reacting to my imitation. "I can speak as well as you --- dude," he said with a grin. "I know you can, and I'm not making fun of you. I think the way you speak is cute --- just like you." "Hello --- anyone home?" "What the fuck!" I mumbled as I jumped up and headed for the front door. "Surely, I locked it after the pizza guy left --- didn't I?" "Hey Jeff --- looking good!" said Phalen's father Larry, with a smile, as I ran to the door naked and erect. "You know of course, that you really should close and lock your front door." "Um, yeah, I must have been a little distracted," I stammered. "We ordered a pizza a while ago and I guess I didn't close the door all the way, or something. You want to come in?" "Okay, if I'm not interrupting anything, he said quietly with a grin. "I can't stay but for a minute though. Got a big day tomorrow." Even though he seemed at ease, I was still pretty scared. I mean after all, I had been having sex with his kid! He had said he wouldn't mind, but --- well, I wasn't sure. "You gonna be okay with this?" I mumbled. "Yeah, I'm cool. Why are *you* scared? I just need to tell Phalen something." As we were standing in the courtyard talking, Phalen yelled from inside. "Jeff, get your butt back in here!" "Phalen?" Larry mouthed the question. I nodded. "What *did* you do? He certainly doesn't sound like the boy I know." "I thought you promised not to ask what we did," I joked. "And yeah, you might not recognize him. --- Big changes Larry. Big changes. --- For *both* of us. "Jeff! Are you flashing traffic or what? Get in here I'm horny! Larry raised his eyebrows as I shrugged. Someone was about to get a big surprise. "Um Phalen," I said. "We, um, ah --- have company!" "I thought I told you not to answer the door for anyone!" He yelled from the living room. He was laying on the air mattress, legs spread, eyes closed, playing with himself. "You're all mine --- remember? Tell 'em to hit the road. We're busy here." As he had been shouting, Larry and I stepped into the living room. Phalen still hadn't seen us. "Jeff!" he yelled again. "I said I'm *horny*! You gonna help me out, or do I have to take matters into my own hand?" Well, Larry was getting a first-hand demo of how much Phalen had loosened up, I thought. "Hey son --- how's it hanging?" Larry said quietly. "Dad!" he screeched, scrambling to stand up, cover his erection, and trying to look normal at the same time. "Holy shit! I --- uh, mean, well, what are you doing here?" I could see that Larry was really enjoying the situation. "I asked, how's it hanging?" "Well, um, actually, at the moment it's --- *not*, he said as the ridiculousness of the situation hit him. "But if you're still here in a couple minutes, I'll be able to tell you. "*Why* are you here? You upset with Jeff and me? 'Cause if you are, don't be. Jeff had nothing to do with this. I seduced him!" he said defiantly. He tried to cross his arms over his chest, but couldn't because of the sheet he still held gripped tightly in front of him. As he stood there he had failed to realize that his erection tented out the sheet, and his butt was prominently on display in the window's reflection. Neither Larry or I smiled. "Seduced him, huh?" said Larry slowly. I'm sure he didn't see the slight smile on his dad's face. "Yep, all my fault. You see, when we were wrestling, I pinned Jeff to the pizza, and then the pool was getting all gunky with floating pizza stuff, so I had to strip him down so it didn't get any worse. And then I got cold so we had to get out of the pool. And Jeff was standing there naked 'cause I had stripped him. And --- well --- I didn't know what else to do. --- So, I kissed him," he said in a meek little voice. Phalen looked down behind the sheet, then up at his father, "Now it's, like hanging," If you want to know. "Oh, and thanks for the air mattress, and beer and stuff. I got drunk on half a beer, and I couldn't inflate the mattress. You're not mad --- are you dad?" he said plaintively. By now, Larry was almost laughing at the situation. Finally he decided that he had put his son through enough torture for the evening. "No Phalen, I'm not one bit mad at you --- or Jeff." "You aren't?" "Nope. I just came over to see if you were staying here tonight. Someone had apparently turned off your cell, 'cause there was no answer." Phalen just smiled. "I also needed to tell you that your mother and I have been called away for a few days so you'll be in charge of the house while we're away. "Now, with all that said, I have to tell you about something truly wonderful that happened to me tonight. Do you know what it is?" "No dad. What happened?" "My wonderful son, finally found himself," he said gently. "Do you think you're too old to get a hug from your old man?" Larry said slowly. "Oh dad, you're like the very best," Phalen said as he dropped the sheet and quickly stepped over to be enclosed in his father's arms. "Now look. You've made me start to cry," he said through his sobs. I'm to old to cry," he said, as he gasped for breath, trying to stop the tears. "No son. You're never too old to cry --- or get --- or give a hug. C'mere Jeff," he said holding out an arm. "We can't let you stand there all alone," he said as he drew me into a three-way hug. We stood there for a minute; each absorbed in one of those made-for-the movies-moments, except two of us were naked. Then Phalen grinned at his father. "Mushy time's over guys!" he said, followed by a slightly manic laugh. "I'm no longer hanging, so dad, thanks for bringing the message but Jeff and I have some unfinished business to attend to." "Okay, I'll let you guys get to it, but first I've got to say how much I love you," Larry said as he kissed his son's forehead. "Yeah, same for you," Phalen said, returning the kiss, and giving his father's shoulder a quick squeeze. "Dad, you're the best." With that, he turned his back to his father and walked back to the air mattress, picking up the sheet and spreading it out, obviously waiting for me to come back to bed. Larry turned to go and mouthed the words, "thank you," to me as he let himself out, making sure to secure the door. ~End - Chapter Two~ Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to comment on this story. I appreciate your input and your constructive criticism. It would also be interesting for me to see what YOU think the characters look like. If you ask, I'd be happy to send you images of the way that I envision them. I think that it's always nice to be able to put a face with a name, thus the pictures. Best wishes, Roy roynm@mac.com