Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2003 07:39:53 -0800 (PST) From: Randy Subject: Joey and Joshua, Prelude, Chapter 4 Joey and Joshua: The Prelude, Chapter 4: "Acceptance". By Randy P. ===================================================== Disclaimer: These stories are a work of fiction and contain descriptions of homosexual sex. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. If this type of material offends you, or if the law forbids you to read it, please exit the story now. Email comments may be emailed to: usam1a2mbt@yahoo.com. Flames will be deleted without comment. The usual copyright laws apply. Note on the Prelude: This prelude is written to provide for the setup of the main story involving Joey and Joshua and contains time gaps that may or may not be expanded in the future. Dedication: This series is dedicated to my first true love, Scott. I'll never forget the fun and love we shared, Scott. I miss you terribly. I've decided to call one of the characters Scott in this story as a tribute to what we had, love. There was dead silence around the table while Brad and Janice, Scott's parents, sat there with dumbfounded looks. My parents, for their part, had expressions of helplessness while looking the other two adults. I felt anxious; Scott betrayed his nervousness to me by squeezing my hand so hard it hurt. After all, we had discussed coming out a bit earlier today, so I knew what this moment meant for us. Brad was the first to react by getting up, walking into his house and slamming the door behind him. Janice winced at the sound of the door slamming and worriedly said, "Scott, are you sure this is something you want to do? Have you thought about the risks and the dangers?" "Yes, Mom, I'm sure. I love Josh with all my heart!" Scott replied in a tone that made his feelings crystal clear. I stood there in misery, understanding Janice's conflict, having been through it with my parents. My mom walked over to Janice and gave her a hug while talking softly to her. Janice burst into tears, hugging my mom back, while my dad started toward the Bumars' house. I pulled Scott into my house, shutting the door behind me. "Josh, why did my dad walk away like that?" Scott plaintively asked. I enfolded him with the biggest hug I could give, "Scott, he wasn't prepared for this. Give him a few minutes, ok? My dad is talking to him, I think. It'll work out somehow," I said in the most reassuring tones I could muster. Inwardly, I felt nothing but cold ice gripping my heart, wondering if this was going to damage everyone's relationship with each other. Would this be the end for us already? ***** In the Bumar's house, Brad shouted, "What am I supposed to do with Scott now? First all those questions about sex and homosexuality, and now this! He's so young for this, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it!" Todd walked over to Brad and gave him a hug. Brad leaned into the hug, seeming to gather strength from it, visibly calming down. Todd began stroking Brad's hair and held him. "We started out that young too, didn't we?" Asked a much shaken Brad. Grinning, Todd answered, "Yes, we did, buddy. If I remember right, we were both a year younger than Scott is. It's a wonder we even wound up next door to each other being married to wonderful women we both love. It's a miracle that the boys haven't picked up on the fact we are former lovers or even bisexual." Brad just nodded and clung even tighter to Todd, drawing comfort and strength from him. Todd stood there for a minute, enjoying the contact, then calmly continued, "Brad, I had a talk with the boys after supper. I'm convinced somehow that they truly love each other. You know Josh would not do anything to encourage or endanger Scott. He would have done everything he could to prevent this, I think. Scott even defended Josh by saying that he initiated the whole thing and making it rather clear that they love each other. I don't think we could stop them if we wanted to." "So what are we to do with these boys of ours?" Todd asked. "We both knew this could happen based on our love for each other. Now we know how our parents felt, don't we?" Brad smiled and looked up into Todd's rugged face and then quickly kissed him, hugging him tightly afterwards. Breaking the contact, he held Todd's hands and said, "We love them and protect them the best we can, and be there for them. Our parents didn't for us; I'm not letting either of them get hurt the way we were. Neither are you." "Agreed, handsome," murmured Todd. "Let's not go there again, okay? We both have fought our desires for each other so far. Let's not encourage them," Brad said, winning his inward battle yet again. "I know it's been very hard. Brad, I have a confession to make," Todd said with a guilty expression. "Hmm?" Todd took a deep breath, fighting back tears, "There hasn't been a day that I haven't wanted to take you in my arms and make love to you. I know you feel the same way. It's getting harder and harder to fight it. Even now, all I want to do is make sweet love to you right here and now. Now with our boys involved with each other... it's going to be even harder, I think. We'll have to be extra careful." Brad squeezed Todd's hands tighter, leaning his forehead against Todd's chin and said, "Yeah, I feel the same way. We'll manage as we always have. Somehow... we'll survive without shattering our promises to our wives. I... never mind." He sighed, looked up and gave Todd a grin, "I think we better get outside before they call the cops for fear of us killing each other with the way I stormed off." "Fine with me," Todd replied, giving Brad a look that said `I know exactly what you were going say, but I'm ignoring it'. They parted with one last kiss and hug, and went back outside smiling. Janice rose as they approached the table. Brad said, "Janice, I'm O.K. with this. I was taken by surprise. If they truly love each other, then it's meant to be. If not, it won't last. I think Scott and Josh deserve our love and support through this time in their lives." At that, Janice ran to Brad and hugged him with tears of joy in her eyes. Todd quickly explained the rules that he had laid down to Scott and Josh, and they agreed to them. "Hon, why don't you get the boys and we can talk," Helen said to Todd in a tone of voice that brooked no argument. "Yes, dear," he replied while walking toward the house. ***** Scott and I held each other on the bed in my bedroom, taking solace in each other's arms. We knew from that moment onwards, we would be together, forever. Nothing would part us, I resolved, and I knew Scott needed to know that. "Babe, I have something I need to say. I want us to stay together. I've decided that we're not going to be separated even if it means we have to run away together somewhere. I love you too much to let that happen. They're not going to split us up," I said with a determined tone of voice. Scott sniffled in my arms and nodded his assent. I let go of Scott when I heard a knock on my door and stood to face it with my fists balled at my side, ready to defend my lover. "Come in." My voice cracked. Damn. I hate it when that happens. The door opened and my dad came in. When he saw my pose, he approached me slowly, saying, "Josh, no need for you to act like that. All we want to do is talk to you two outside." His reassuring smile let me relax a little. I took Scott's hand and pulled him off the bed to my side. We followed my dad outside to where everyone was sitting. Still holding hands, we stopped a short distance away giving us enough room to run if we needed to. Brad began, "I think I speak for all of us when I say that we love and support the two of you in whatever happens in your life and in the path you two find for yourselves. You've stated your love for each other. The reason why we are doing this, well, Todd and I have something we want to tell you. We should have told you two before, but we never got around to it." He continued, "Todd and I used to be lovers." I gasped, turned to look at Scott and saw him collapse onto the ground in shock. I knelt down next to him, picking his head up gently and supporting it in my lap. My mom ran to the house for her nurses' kit, while dad and Brad sprang to my side to assist me. Janice stood there with her hands to her mouth in fear. We stayed that way until my mom got back with her kit and checked Scott over. "He's just had a bad shock; he'll be all right in a few minutes," she said. "Just keep a hold of him, Josh. Janice, bring me a glass of cool, not cold, water and a napkin. Todd, get me some towels. Brad, take off your shirt and make a pillow for Scott. Josh, lay his head down on the shirt." We did as we were told while my dad ran to the house for some towels. Mom wet the napkin with the water and sponged off Scott's face while speaking in low tones to him. "Scott, it's okay, you're all right, just rest there quietly until you feel a little better, ok? You fainted from the shock." When my dad came back with the towels, Mom folded one up and placed it under Scott's feet. "Give me your shirt, Josh," she ordered. I stripped it off, and knowing what she wanted, covered Scott's torso with it. After a few minutes, Scott stirred a little, and I began talking softly to him. "Scott, it's okay. You fainted. Just take your time and feel better. I'm here for you, I love you and I won't leave you," I said with fierce devotion that everyone looked surprised. I took the napkin from my mom's unresisting hand and took over sponging Scott's face. After a few minutes, my dad handed me another towel, which I used to dry Scott's damp face and caught my shirt as Scott tried to sit up. I looked at mom with a questioning look; she nodded her agreement and helped Scott to a sitting position, supporting his body with my own, letting him lean on me while I wrapped my arms protectively around him. My dad knelt down in front of Scott, and began explaining to us what Brad meant by former lovers. "When Brad and I were 12, we became lovers and stayed together in a relationship for 4 years until we met your mothers. They had just moved into the area and we met them at school, became friends and wound up falling in love with them. When that happened, we realized that we were bisexual and decided to explore that side of our sexuality. Before we knew it, we found that these two had affected us in ways that we couldn't make sense of. We stopped having sex with each other, but continued the very close friendship we had. Since that time, Brad and I have been the best of friends, totally in love with your mothers, and have been faithful to them since we got married in that double ceremony." He took a breath and continued, "Of course, your mothers know about our sexual relationship from before, and accepted that after some rough times for all of us. I want to stress that they trust the two of us utterly not to fool around with each other and we have been faithful to them. You already know how close Brad and I are. We understand perfectly how the two of you feel about each other. We accept what you are saying. Please realize this is going to be awkward for all of us for a while. We have to get used to this. It wasn't easy for our parents when Brad and I came out to them, it won't be easy for us, but we'll do the best we can. We do love you and accept you for what you are, never doubt that, ok?" That was the longest speech I've ever heard dad speak. Scott and I looked at each other then looked at our parents and nodded. Then Brad chimed in with, "There is something I have to ask the both of you. Scott, can you handle a question right now?" "Yes," Scott timidly answered. Brad looked straight into our eyes, watching our expressions, and asked, "Todd explained the rules he laid down to you both in the kitchen. All of us want to know if you will abide by those rules." Scott looked up at me and at my smile, answered, "Yes, I will, if Josh will." I nodded my assent to that and the four of them gave out sighs of relief. Brad chuckled and reached out to Scott, ruffling his hair. I knew they would have a hard time with this, but it would work out one way or another. Scott leaned back into my torso heavily, and I realized how tired he was. "Mom, can I take Scott to his bedroom and let him rest some?" I asked. My mom looked at the Bumars with a questioning glance and replied, "If they agree, perhaps your room would be better; I can keep an eye on him and you can mother-hen him until he feels better. Is that acceptable?" The Bumars nodded and Janice said, "I'll bring some clean clothes over to him in a bit. Josh, I know you will care for Scott as you would for your parents. We understand how much you love him and trust you with him." I blushed and picked Scott up, with his arms automatically going around my neck, resting his head on my shoulder. My dad went with us as we moved to my bedroom. I laid my boyfriend on the bed and sat next to him, smoothing his silky hair and giving him a quick kiss on the forehead. The only problem was, he kissed me back- right on the lips before giving me a weak hug. My dad laughed and left the room, closing the door behind him. "Josh, thank you. I love you!" Scott quietly said. "Hey, do you realize that we're going to be together forever? Our parents approve!" I excitedly said. Scott grinned at me. Smiling back, I noticed his shorts begin to tent and warned him, "Hey now, none of that yet. Tomorrow, not tonight. You need your rest or our parents will have my head." He gave me a dirty look and closed his eyes. I covered him up with a blanket, and stayed with him until I was sure he was asleep and then went out to the kitchen. To my surprise, everyone was there. Brad ruffled my hair, Dad popped me lightly in the arm, and Janice gave me a big smile. "Mom, is Scott going to be all right?" I worriedly asked. "Why, is he acting any different? Any disorientation or other symptoms?" My mom quickly asked. "No, he's just sleeping. I just need to know he'll be okay," I replied. "I'll check him in a few minutes to make sure, but he'll be fine," she assured me. "He couldn't handle the stress, I guess". "Oh. Okay, thanks." I turned on my heel and walked back to the bedroom as chuckles filled the kitchen. I wondered what they were laughing about until my dad said, "He sure acts like he's married to Scott, doesn't he?" At that, the laughing stopped, then some forced chuckles sounded out. Then it hit me... hard. I deeply loved this crazy little kid with all such an intense love that I couldn't bear to be parted from him, even for a minute. I quietly went into the bedroom. Scott had not moved in the short time I'd been gone. Breathing a silent thank you to whoever was listening, I sat down at my desk and watched him sleep. A few minutes later, my mom came in. She checked his forehead and cheeks, took his pulse, and nodded at me with a smile before leaving without a word. I went over to the bed and woke him by kissing him soundly. He smiled and stretched as I told him to lie on his side. I lay down, spooning him, covered us both up and put my arm under the blanket around his body. He turned his head back, grinned at me and moved my arm down to his tented shorts. I gave his cock a quick squeeze, his hand on top of mine and we quickly fell asleep, our hands holding his jewels.