Date: Wed, 25 Jan 2006 08:20:41 EST
From: USOCK@aol.com
Subject: Wheeler's  Love  30

On with the story. Remember, if you are reading this, then you should make
sure that you're supposed to be reading this. If it's against the law to do
so in your state or country, then get out now and shame on them. LOL
Thanks.

Chapter Thirty

It was 2:30 a.m., and the house was completely quiet. A lone figure rose
slowly from a prone position and walked quietly toward the sliding door to
peer out into the warm night. As he reached out and slid the door open, a
warm late summer breeze hit him in the face. He didn't know why he felt so
confused, but once he was outside, he reached back and slid the door almost
all the way closed. He wanted to make sure he didn't lock himself out by
accident. The moon was high and bright in the night sky, and it cast his
shadow back toward the house. He moved over to the bench just past the
railing and sat down.

'What am I doing?' Tommy thought to himself. 'I've just spent the most
exciting night of my life, and yet I feel as if I've somehow crossed a line
that I shouldn't have. I liked Jenny... yet, whenever we were together, it
was like there was something missing, something not there, something that I
know should have been there.'

'These feelings that I have for Stan... I don't have them for any other
guy. Is this love? Is this what it feels like to be in love? And if this is
love, then why am I sitting out here with all these thoughts running
through my mind?'

Meanwhile... inside, another figure awoke and headed toward the kitchen to
get a drink.  As he passed through the front room, he noticed a breeze
coming from the slightly ajar door. He looked around the room and noticed
that there was only one person on the sofa bed.

'Strange,' he thought... then crossed the room thinking he should close the
door. When he got there and looked out, however, he noticed a lone figure
sitting on the bench outside.

He slid the door open and went out, then slid the door back to where it
was, and walked over to the bench.

"Are you alright Tommy?" Wheeler asked.

Tommy never moved or spoke. He sat on the bench with his elbows on his
knees and his face resting in his hands. He seemed to be deep in thought as
he peered out onto the lake.

'Man, how smooth and peaceful it looks,' he thought to himself.

Wheeler reached out and touched him on the shoulder and again asked, "Are
you alright Tommy?"

This time Tommy let out a small yelp and jumped forward... landing on the
dew-wet grass.

"Oops... sorry to have startled you."

"Damn, Wheeler, you scared the shit out of me."

"Well, then," Wheeler laughed, "I guess it's a good thing you're naked!...
but I really am sorry."

For the first time since he got out of the bed, Tommy noticed that he was,
in fact, naked.

"Stay right here. I'll get you something." Then Wheeler went back into the
house. He grabbed Lloyd's beach robe that was slung across a kitten chair,
got two Dr. Peppers from the fridge, and was soon back outside.

"Here." Wheeler wrapped the beach robe around Tommy and handed him a drink.

"So... why are you out here in the middle of the night? Can't sleep?"

Tommy knew why he was out there, but he wasn't sure he could he tell
Wheeler. But the look on his face was all Wheeler needed to know what was
going on.

"Oh... I see."

Tommy was amazed the he could be read so easily.

"How did you know?"

"Been there, done that. I recognized the look as one I once saw in the
mirror," Wheeler said flatly. "Sort of the deer caught in the headlights of
a fast-moving semi," and he smiled.

Tommy responded with a slight smile too.

"Thinking things over, are you?"

"Yeah," said Tommy, suddenly feeling he could trust this friend with
everything. "I know I'm gay... or at least I think I am. I mean... I liked
Jenny, but when we did it," he said making the quotation marks thing with
his hands, "it was like there was something missing. I knew even then that
something was wrong but, it was like I have had this feeling for Stan for
so long..."

Tommy stopped and looked at Wheeler... who was simply looking on with
compassion.  He took a sip from his pop and continued.

"Tonight, I had the most amazing thing happen. Stan and I... we... well, we
were like of one mind and one body, and things just seemed so right. But I
don't know if it's love... or just flat-out horniness. I mean... it was the
best I have ever felt!"

Again, he stopped and looked at Wheeler... who still had that same look on
his face... and then continued.

"Even when I've jacked off, it was never like tonight."

Wheeler took a sip from his pop.

"Well, you make it sound like jacking off is a bad thing. Nine out of ten
guys jack off, and the other one lies about it! But you do have a lot on
your mind."

The two boys talked for over an hour sitting alone outside. Neither of them
noticed when behind them another figure stood at the door for a few
minutes. Lloyd had gotten up when he reached out and did not feel Wheeler
there. He ran through the house worried that his love was having a
flashback to a bad time again. When he reached the front room, he noticed
the door and the breeze. He ran to it but stopped when he heard the voices
from the other side. He wasn't trying to spy, nor was he worried about what
might have been going on. He trusted Wheeler without question. What he
heard was Wheeler's voice, and it made him so very proud... and, at the same
time, even a little sad.

"I have never loved anyone like I love Lloyd. He is my heart, my soul, and
my everything. Without him, I'm nothing at all. If it wasn't for him, I
wouldn't be here."

"You mean, here... as in this place?" asked Tommy.

"No," answered Wheeler, "here, as in 'alive.' When I was going through the
worst time of my life, it was Lloyd that saved me and kept me from falling
into a very bad place.  >From the first moment I saw him, I fell for him
hard."

Tommy laughed, and Wheeler smiled.

"Yeah... that too!" said Wheeler.

Lloyd quietly backed away and went back to bed... knowing that he too loved
Wheeler with everything he had.

When Wheeler slipped back into bed, Lloyd pulled him close and wrapped his
arms around him pulling him tightly.

"I missed you," he whispered.

"Had to help a friend."

"That's why I love you so much... from the first time I saw you, I fell for
you so hard."

Wheeler turned to look at Lloyd with a questioning look. Lloyd in the
darkness just smiled. He knew he'd have to explain it in the morning. Soon
he was back asleep... with the love of his life still puzzled by the
familiar words he had just heard Lloyd utter.

.....

Morning came early for Lloyd. As he woke up, he could feel the warmth
coming from the body of his love, and his semi-hard cock was resting in the
crack of Wheeler's ass. He began to move it slowly... rubbing up and down
between those perfect globes.

Wheeler woke to the feeling of Lloyd's love. He smiled and reached out to
the end table to get the bottle of KY, then tossed it over his shoulder...
hitting Lloyd gently in the face.

"Oh, now you're going to get it."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... promises, promises."

Wheeler smiled as Lloyd greased up his cock and slipped two fingers into
him.

 "Wow," giggled Wheeler. "I think it shrank!"

Lloyd eased back, and then slowly slid himself fully into Wheeler.

"Yesssss..." escaped from Wheeler's lips.

As Lloyd picked up speed, he reached around Wheeler and started stroking
his hard cock.  Lloyd was soon approaching the point where he could feel
his balls start to tingle and draw up. He also knew that Wheeler was
getting to the same point.

"Harder," Wheeler moaned.

Lloyd started to thrust himself fast and hard. He could feel Wheeler's huge
cock swell and grow even further... to the point of explosion.

"Unnnhhhh... UNNNNHHHH....."

When Wheeler's swollen cock started shooting, his ass-ring tightened, and
Lloyd let loose with his own volley of shots... filling the warm, wet cavity
repeatedly.

When the flow of his last gush came to a slow stop, Lloyd pulled out and
started to get up from the bed.

"Got to go pee."

Wheeler jumped from his side of the bed. "So do I," and they both ran to
their private bathroom.

After a quick shower the boys, left the bedroom to go and start
breakfast. Passing the door to Jason and Allen's room, they heard the bed
squeaking and Jason's loud moaning.  They just smiled.

Suddenly the door to the other bedroom flew open. Ritchie and Glenn emerged
and headed to the bathroom across the hall. Wheeler noticed the spattered
cum on Ritchie's chest.

"Ah ha!" laughed Wheeler. "Guess we weren't the only ones having fun this
morning.  Guess Glenn was riding the bull again this morning!"

"Just shu-ut up," said Glenn with a smile on his face, and then closed the
bathroom door.

Lloyd and Wheeler continued on to the kitchen... grinning from ear to ear.

Crossing the front room, they noticed Stan and Tommy spooning on the sofa
bed.

"Guess things worked out," said Lloyd.

"Yeah. Things have a way of doing that."

As they entered the kitchen, Lloyd said, "Well, Tommy just needed someone
to talk to... someone who'd been there."

Wheeler raised his eyebrows and looked at Lloyd. "You were up last night?"

"Yes. I came looking for you and saw you talking to him, but I only stayed
for a second... long enough to hear what you said about falling hard."

"So... that explains what you said last night."

"And I meant what I said," Lloyd replied.

"I know," Wheeler said... hugging Lloyd from behind.

Soon they had bacon and eggs and toast ready and waiting. Glenn entered the
kitchen first, followed soon after by Ritchie... who had an evil grin on his
face.

"Morning, guys" said Lloyd.

"Morning," replied Glenn and reached out and slapped Wheeler on the butt.

"I told you before," Lloyd piped up, "that... is... mine."

"I know, I know... just keeping it warmed up. That was for the bull-riding
comment."

"Well, we all know how you love to ride Ritchie when he's on his back."

"You got that right," said Ritchie.

"It's the best!" sighed Glenn. "I just climb on and then tell him he's the
worst fuck of my life, and the ride begins."

Ritchie jumped to get to Glenn, but Glenn pulled Wheeler in between them.

"Oh no, you don't" said Wheeler. "Been here once before."

They all started laughing.

Suddenly they heard a loud discussion from the front room. The boys all
entered the room and found Tommy and Stan standing on opposite sides of the
sofa bed. Both were shirtless and had their jeans pulled up, but not
buttoned up, and their flies were open.

"What's going on?" asked Lloyd.

"Nothing," spat Stan. "Nothing... at... all!"

Ritchie moved over to the love-seat and pulled the two boys' crusty dried
underwear from behind a pillow where he hid them.

"Looking for these?" he said to Stan and Tommy.

"Fuck!"

Stan turned to run down the hall but only got so far before he slammed into
Jason coming the other way... followed by Allen. After spinning around, he
darted out the front door.

"Great!" Tommy said to Ritchie. "Way to go, asshole!" He leaped across the
sofa bed and sprinted out the door to catch Stan.

The boys looked at Ritchie as if he had two heads, and they all headed for
the front door.  When they got outside, they found Stan on the ground and
Tommy sitting on him. Stan had fallen over the hedge near the front porch,
and Tommy had caught up to him. Stan was trying to get away, but Tommy was
holding him down.

"It's OK, Stan. Really."

"No! Now they know about us," screamed Stan.

Tommy was trying his best to reassure him, but Stan was more worried about
what his friends thought of him now.

Lloyd walked over, and Stan froze in place. Then Lloyd leaned down and
whispered in his ear.

At first, Stan looked shocked... but then turned a bright red and just
nodded.

Lloyd walked back to the front porch and started pushing the other guys
back inside.

"Who wants eggs?"

Once they were in the kitchen, Wheeler had to ask, "What did you say to
him?"

"I said I knew what he was scared of. He didn't know about the rest of
us. I just told him that everyone here is gay and that he had nothing to be
ashamed of or frightened about."

Jason signed and Allen translated, "But why did he blush so badly?"

Lloyd looked at Jason, and said, "Well... sitting there on the ground, they
both had their cocks out. I simply told him that if they were going to have
sex right then, I'd really appreciate it if they did it in the house... not
in the front yard for everyone else to see, and that when they were done,
breakfast would be ready."

All the boys broke into laughter.

"Damn," said Wheeler, "and I was going to suggest that we try that some
time!"

.....

Out in the front yard, Stan was still stunned. Tommy looked down at him and
spoke quietly and evenly.

"I was trying to explain it to you, but you wouldn't listen to me. I didn't
know until last night that everyone here is gay. And I didn't know until
last night how you would react to it if you had found out. But after last
night... well, I was trying to tell you that now we can be completely open
about our relationship around these guys. And finally... I didn't know until
last night that I love you as much as I do."

Stan still hadn't said anything, but tears ran from his eyes.

He looked up into Tommy's eyes.

"You don't know how long I've wanted you to say that to me. You have no
idea how long I've loved you."

Tommy got up and helped Stan get up too.

"Well, I think there's a better place to express that, and it's not out
here in the front yard."

As the boys inside were eating, Tommy came into the kitchen pulling Stan
along with him.

"Guys... I think we need to talk. Stan doesn't believe that you all are OK
with... umm... us."

Lloyd leaned over and deep French kissed Wheeler.

Ritchie started kissing Glenn.

Allen reached over and shoved his hand down the front of Jason's shorts and
leaned in for a kiss as well.

Wheeler pulled back from Lloyd so he could speak to the group.

"Hey! Not in the kitchen. We eat in here."

Jason signed something, and Allen and Glenn started to laugh.

"What did he say?" asked Lloyd.

"He said that we all eat in the bedroom too."

Soon all the boys were laughing, and Stan felt that things just might work
out. Ritchie walked over to Stan and hugged him.

"I'm sorry. I only meant it as a joke."

"I'm sorry, too," said Stan. "I just freaked out. I didn't know that it was
cool."

"But that must have been a good night," joked Ritchie. "Those things were
nasty and crusty... even though I didn't know whose was whose."

"Wouldn't you like to know?" said Stan, and he leaned over and started
kissing Tommy full on the lips.

Just as the two started to part their lips and French, Lloyd threw a piece
of toast at them.

"Not in the kitchen, guys!"

And all the boys laughed.

.....

 After cleaning the house and packing everything for the trip home, Lloyd
and Wheeler took Stan and Tommy outside so Lloyd could show them something.

"Here... this is where I hide the extra key," and he showed them a red and
blue rock in the rock garden.

"You mean we can come up here again?" said Tommy.

"Anytime you want. Just check with us to make sure we don't already have
plans to be here and want to be alone."

"Thanks, guys," said Tommy.

"Yeah, thanks guys," repeated Stan.

.....

The trip home was fast. Wheeler and Lloyd drove home in Wheeler's Jeep, and
Jason and Allen rode with them. Ritchie and Glenn were in what Ritchie
named The Battlewagon.  And Stan and Tommy drove Lloyd's Jeep home for him.

The boys pulled into Lloyd and Wheeler's and saw a construction type truck
parked in the drive.

"Oh," said Lloyd, "what's Uncle John up to now?"

As the boys got out of the cars, Jason and Allen took their bags, said
their good-bys, and headed across the street to Jason's house. Stopping at
the front door, Jason took out his keys and unlocked the door and stepped
aside for Allen. Once he was in the doorway, Allen gasped, and reached back
to try to stop Jason. But Jason was out of reach, and, in spite of Allen's
attempt to stop him, he stepped into the doorway to the living room... and
froze in place.

There...

in the middle of the room...

was Coach...

on his back...

and Jerry driving his nine-and-a-half inch cock in and out as he held
Coach's legs high in the air by his ankles.

"More... Harder!" Coach was calling out... oblivious to the arrivals.

Jason dropped his bag, and both Jerry and the Coach jerked their eyes to
the doorway and stared wide-eyed like a couple of deer in the headlights.

Jason turned the deepest shade of red. Allen reached out and grabbed him,
and both boys ran out as if their asses were on fire.

Once outside, Jason started signing to Allen. Allen had a hard time keeping
up with what he was saying, but he caught the better part of it.

'Man... that was so fucking hot... even though I didn't hear a thing.'

"I know. I tried to stop you. When you opened the door, I knew something
was going on.  Man, are we ever in trouble."

'I don't know,' signed Jason. 'Maybe not in trouble, but definitely we are
going to hear about this.'

"Damn! Now I wish *I* was deaf!"

Jason looked at him and just smiled.

Back in the house, Coach was almost sick with worry.

"Damn! This is not going to be good."

"Don't worry," said Jerry. "They already know we're sort of together."

"Yeah... but not in the middle of the day in full sight of them!"

Jerry tried to calm Coach down, but the mood had been broken, and both men
took very quick showers and decided to think of what to do next.

Across the street, Stan and Tommy were saying their good-bys, and Tommy
asked Stan if he'd like to spend the night sometime. Stan smiled.

"Yeah. From now on, I think we need to spend time at each other's house
more often."

Tommy just smiled.

After honking their goodbyes, Ritchie and Glenn had turned off on their
street before Lloyd. John was coming out of the lower part of the garage
and saw the boys walking toward him.

"Hi, guys."

"Papa John," said Lloyd, "what are you doing now?"

John liked the fact that Lloyd had called him Papa John, but he knew he was
in for it because he had decided to have some things done again... without
asking the boys.

"Well," said John, "I just thought I would update the sound system a bit."

"Why?" asked Lloyd.

"Well, you won't believe the deal I got."

Lloyd knew he was beat. "OK. Let's see it."

The boys went upstairs. Built into the overhang that was across from the
two couches in the dormer was a box supported by three poles. As the boys
climbed the stairs, John was telling them that it's so much better and
doesn't take up any more space.

The boys went into the dormer, and there it was: a 54-inch wide screen TV...
built into the wall. Now the boys understood the need for the box and
support poles overhanging the lower part of the open garage. The TV had its
own DVD TEVO and DVD burner as well as a surround sound system.

"Wow," said Wheeler, "we can wake up the whole block with this."

 "Not my intention," said John, and both boys laughed.

"Lloyd and Wheeler, I'd like you to meet Tom Greenside. He's part owner of
Greenside construction."

"Hello" and "Hi," said Lloyd and Wheeler respectively.

Tom Greenside was about 6'2", 150 lbs, with graying hair, and about 45
years old.

"Tom," said John, "I'd like you to meet Lloyd Patterson and Wheeler
Dalton."

Tom started to stick out his hand and suddenly stopped and looked at John.

"Oh, these must be the boys of the owners of Dalton Patterson Inc."

Lloyd and Wheeler smiled.

"No, Tom" said John while pointing to the boys, "Lloyd and Wheeler ARE the
owners of Dalton Patterson Inc."

Tom Greenside was awe struck.

"These two are part owners of my company?"

Both boys looked at John for an explanation.

"Guys, Tom wanted to expand, and he needed capital. So he sold
half-interest in his company to Dalton Patterson Inc. Ted, being your
financial representative, decided you guys needed to have some tax
shelters, so he and Tom agreed to help each other out."

Tom was still stunned.

"These two boys now own half my business?"

"Yeah," said Lloyd, "I guess so... but don't worry... we don't want to take
over. You do great work," he said looking at the installation.

"Well I'll be damned! Now I understand why I had to sign a nondisclosure
contract."

"In fact," John began, "that's why I hired your company in the first
place. Ted told me that if I hired anyone else, then I'd be taking money
out of their pockets," he added with a laugh.

"OK, then," said Tom, "I think I gave myself a good deal," and started
laughing too.

"Well, I hope we made money on it," said Wheeler.

And soon all of them were laughing and slapping each other on the back in
congratulation.