Date: Tue, 25 Sep 2001 19:55:48 -0300 From: Eric Bidwell Subject: A Close Shave FOr Uncle Dave Chapter 3 This is the third and final chapter in the "A Close Shave For Uncle Dave" series. Any comments are welcome and should be send to: bidwell61@hotmail.com A Close Shave For Uncle Dave The plan was simple enough. Dave would tell Darlene that he was accompanying me to a dinner meeting hosted by an organization I had ties to in the city. So simple it worked. We got dressed in our suits and headed for down town. We looked like we had fallen off the cover of GQ. Dave had made secretly made reservations at a restaurant at the cities swankiest hotel. The restaurant was known for it's fine food, wines and it revolved! As we left for dinner, Darlene said to have fun, that dinner meetings were usually very dull and she was glad she wasn't going. So were we! As we headed into the city from the suburbs, we held hands and said nothing. We just enjoyed the silence and drove. When we arrived at the hotel, the valet parked the car and we headed for the elevator. On the ride up, we held hands and stole a kiss. We were taken to our table by the host, very handsome man. We must have been giving off a signal of some kind, as he moved us to a section of the restaurant that was almost empty. "I believe you gentleman will enjoy this section of the restaurant, and the view is great". Dave said, "It's a revolving restaurant, the view changes" The host moved closer and whispered, "I mean your companions eyes". We were both flattered and totally busted! This guy was sharp. During dinner, we talked about the weather on the West coast, the current political situation, lots of fluff conversation. I thought Dave was uncomfortable and I was getting that way. I broke the silence and said, "Dave, lets not beat around the bush, your feelings are as easy to read as the menu. What's up?" Dave insisted he was fine, and just wanted to enjoy a nice dinner. I said that was fine, and let it go. As we had dinner, I felt something under the table. It was Dave fumbling to take off his right shoe. I then felt his foot rub against my leg. He was playing footsie! How cute. I could take the clue. I took off my shoe and started doing the same to him. I hadn't done anything like this in years. It was fun. We ordered a brandy instead of desert. As the drinks arrived, I reached over and took Dave's hand. He smiled back at me and squeezed my hand. There was no need to say anything. The bill came, we divided up the bill and left the restaurant. On the way down the elevator, Dave took my hand and looked ahead. He didn't say a word. As the elevator doors opened, I went to take my hand away. Dave held on tight, not letting go. We walked off the elevator, hand in hand. We were just two men, dressed to the 9's, holding hands. We walked proudly towards the front of the hotel, and the great thing was nobody gave us a second look. We were just two men, holding hands. We got to the front of the hotel, gave the claim check for the car to the attendant. Dave opened my door for me. He was such a gentleman. "Let's take a drive", Dave said. I've heard "let's take a drive" said to me before. It's the brush off. I would get through this one. We drove through the city to the park. It was located on the bay of the city and was beautiful, even at night. We parked the car and Dave said, "Wanna take a walk?" I agreed. We walked towards the boardwalk. As we walked, we met several couples taking walk. How many of then were going to have "the talk" I thought? As we walked, Dave took my hand, "do it gently, that's his motive" I thought. We arrived at a section of the boardwalk that was a large, walled in section. Dave said, "Can we talk for a minute?" Here we go I thought. I sat next to him on the bench. "Eric, I've been doing a lot of thinking today. And I'm having a lot of feelings. I'm confused, but at the same time, I feel I've found something I thought was gone forever. The feeling of being with another man was great. When you first took my cock in your hot mouth, I felt like a man for the first time in a long time. And when you let me fuck you this afternoon, I was over the moon. Looking into your eyes was such a high. You are such a great piece of tail..." "Piece of tail! Is that all it was to you" I shot back to him. "No, no, let me finish. You have stirred up feelings in me that I'm confused about. Jesus Eric, I'm a 62 year old man, your 40, and I'm your uncle..." He said "Great uncle" I interrupted. "Will you shut the fuck up! Listen, to me. I never excepted to feel this way about you, or any man for that matter. I have some hard decisions to make, and make soon. I need some time to think, and I want you to help me make these decisions. You have lived your entire adult life as a gay man. A proud gay man. I've always admired that in you Eric. Can you help an old man do the same at this stage of the game?" said Dave. I stood up, faced Dave and put my arms around his neck. I said, "First off, if this is old, bring it on. Secondly, I'll help you in any way I can. Now kiss me". Dave looked into my face and said, "I love you Eric. But there is one thing I need first. I need to feel that way I made you feel this afternoon. I need you to fuck me Eric. I need to have your cock inside me, and soon. I need to be filled with your cock. I need you to make me feel like a man, your man. Can you do that?" How could I refuse that request? Not likely! We giggled like a couple of teenagers. We walked back to the car, holding hands again. When we got to the car, Dave went to the trunk of the car, popped it and took out a small duffle bag. "Follow me", he said. I did as he requested and walked into a secluded part of the park. "I hope there are no pine needles around here" I joked. Dave opened the duffle bag, pulled out a blanket. He spread it on the ground and sat down. He held out his hand and gestured me to join him. I kicked off me shoes and loosened my tie. I laid on the blanker next to Dave and started to undo his tie and unbutton his dress shirt. As I kissed him I ran my hand over his chest hair, the patch of gray barely visible in the darkness. I helped him slip off the suit jacket and he helped with mine. We were like two young lovers, making love in public, trying to make it special and at the same time knowing someone walking by might catch us at any time. "Get these cloths off, quick, I want to get fucked, and fucked now" he whispered. "Patients stud, patients", I told him. As we pulled off each other's belts, and trued to pull down out briefs, I noticed he was wearing a jock strap. He said, "Hope you don't mind, I borrowed it from your suitcase" he said. "Not at all, not get on all fours and stick that fine ass up in the air so I can see what I'm about to get into", I said, as I playfully swatted his ass. He did as he was asked. I could barely see his fine, firm ass, but my hands were all over his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. I was sitting on my knees, pants around my ankles, looking for my target with little to no light. I pushed my face into the crack, licking my way to my target. I found it and went mad! I was going to give this man everything I could to make this memorable. I licked his ass hole like I was eating an ice cream on a hot day! His moaning was telling me I was doing a good job. After a few minutes of this, Dave moved forward as if to have me stop my task of lust. "Get a God damn rubber on that hard dick and fuck me now!" he commanded. He handed me a rubber, still in the packet, and a tube of lube. I ran a lube covered finger over his hole and slowly inserted my digit. He moaned like a whore in heat. This man knew how to get me going, that was for sure. I opened the packer, put the rubber on my hard cock and took aim. "O.K. Dave, now take a deep breath, and push back on my cock. If I hurt you, tell me and I'll stop" I said gingerly to him. "Are you crazy? Get in that ass and fuck me hard, make me remember what I've been missing for all these years, FUCK ME NOW!" he yelled at me. I did as I was told, never wanting to disappoint a man, and let him have it. I went in all the way on the first push. He took it all, a real man in heat. I leaned over him and pushed him down onto his stomach and went to town. I was thinking about 100 things at once: would I make him feel good? Would he get off? Would we be found fucking in the park? How should I cum? Pull out and cover his back? What pressure! At least a porn star has a director calling the shots. I had years of experience behind me and I had better make this fuck a good one. I was pumping this guys hole like I was drilling for oil and then it hit me...the smell of his after-shave. I stated crying out, "Get ready buddy, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill this rubber with my hot cum. Are you ready?" "Oh God Eric, I'm right with you bud, harder, now, I'm ready to cum, make me cum with your fucking cock inside me" he panted. We were right there, together, we were going to do what so many men try to do, and cum together. As we tried to make the soft grass covered ground under us move, we shot. Me, in Dave's ass, him, onto the blanket under him. It was over. I carefully pulled out of his ass. Dave rolled over and took my hand to his stomach. "See what you did? You're such a messy boy. I should make him lick this mess up!" He told me. I ran a finger over his abdomen, and licked my finger. Dave took the condom out of my hand, pored some of my seed onto his palm and licked it clean. "Someday I want this shot right into my mouth", he told me. "That could be arranged", I told him. Dave reached into the duffel bag, produced a package of wet wipes and offered me a couple. We cleaned our selves and got dressed. We walked back to the car in silence. It was getting late and we were spent. The drive home was like a dream. We held hands, listened to soft music and headed back to the suburbs. We parked the car and went into the house. We were met my Darlene, dressed in a terry cloth bathrobe and curlers in her hair. "How was the dinner meeting?" she asked. "Long, boring and uneventful", I replied. "Oh, I don't know", said Dave, "I learned a thing or two". I went to bed and fell asleep quickly. The next day was going to be hard. I was heading home. I slept late and when I woke up, it was to Dave crawling into bed with me. "We've got the house to ourselves. Wanna fool around?" He asked. "What time is it? I have a plane to catch remember", I told him. "Not enough time, I know. I just wanted to lay naked next to you before you leave. I really just want to hold you and cuddle. Is that O.K.?" He questioned. "Sure it is. Come here Dave. I want a fix of this before I head to the land of Jerking Off" I joked. After 20 minutes, I got up, showered, alone, finished packing and got dressed. We loaded the car and headed for the airport. I proceeded to check in. Dave stood next to me at the counter. When I was done, I turned to Dave, "well, I better get to the plane. Thanks for everything Dave. I had a great time, it was really special spending time with you". "That's an understatement" he replied. "Look, I'm just as confused as you are right now. Let's just let the mystery unfold and see what happens", I said, trying to find words of comfort. "Yah, the next while is going to be really interesting for allot of people", Dave answered. I stood silent. I smiled at him and reached out my hand to shake his. "After last nigh, I get a handshake? I don't think so", Dave said as he looked down into my face and moved closer. Right there in the middle of an international airport, he kissed me. He wrapped his arms around me and slid his tongue into my mouth. I was lost in passion. His moustache tickled, and I giggled like a teenager. "Get on that plane and expect lots of email", He said. I walked through airport security and was cleared. As I walked by the glass wall separating the security section of the airport, I looked back and say Uncle Dave just standing there, his arms folded across his chest. He then took his left hand and rubbed his crotch through his jeans. What a shameless stud. The flight home was uneventful, but long. Dave came to mind often. What a great 3 days it had been. Epilog: Over the next year, Dave and I emailed each other several times a week. We discussed everything: Telling friends, Darlene (she wasn't disappointed when she got the house in the settlement!) and the looser kids were at the bottom of the list. We talk about what he should do next. He kept asking when I was moving out West. I told him I didn't think that was such a good idea. I suggested that he needed to learn to be a single gay man before he got into a relationship. He agreed with my logic. So, after nearly three years since that first time together, Dave has moved back East, we're found a great house and are setting up a home together. Some of my family was a little freaked, but they got over it. The only problem is he likes cats and I'm allergic. Oh, the compromise that makes a relationship work.