Date: Thu, 29 Apr 2004 01:20:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Randy <usam1a2mbt@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trucker Sam and Slugger Eric, Part 2

"Trucker Sam and Slugger Eric", Chapter 2
Copyright 2004 by Randy Parrish and "Mr. Jackinsox"
(anonymous pen name).
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Dedication: We'd like to dedicate this story to any
and all survivors of childhood abuse due to their
Sexuality and to those who have had a consensual
relationship with a relative. Our hope for the reader
is not only that they enjoy the story but also get
them to think of relationships of this type in a
different and perhaps more favorable light and that it
may bring the reader some peace or healing in their
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After Sam warned Eric, "One of them is coming over,"
Eric turned and saw Pedro walk over with a big smile
on his face, dressed in a blue shirt under a partially
opened red windbreaker and faded denim jeans. Eric
slid out of the red vinyl-padded booth with a big grin
and the two of them embraced tightly. Holding Pedro
close, Eric thought to himself that Pedro was even
more beautiful than he appeared last Christmas. Once
again, he asked himself why they had broken up before
he left for college. He knew in his heart that he
still loved Pedro. Life never did work out the way you
wanted it to, did it?

With the hum of conversation and muted sounds from the
kitchen area slightly hindering their quiet
conversation, Pedro looked at Eric wistfully and
reluctantly let go of him with, "It's so good to see
you again, man. I've missed hugging you so much."

Eric smiled back, "Same, `Ro. It's so good to see you
again too. Wish I had been able to get over to see you
before this, but things have been so busy with my
family."

Pedro offered his hand and Eric held it for a moment,
looking into Pedro's eyes as they silently
communicated. After a minute, Eric reluctantly let go
with a sad expression that Pedro mirrored. Eric turned
to Sam and introduced Pedro, "Uncle Sam, this is
Pedro, my best friend."

Sam smiled and offered his hand, "Hi, Pedro. Any
friend of Eric's is a friend of mine. Cool meeting
you, man!" Inwardly, he thought, `These two must have
been lovers before from the way they are acting.
That's funny, they still act like...'

Gripping it, Pedro smiled, "Hi, Uncle Sam. Likewise."

"Have a seat with us, Pedro," Sam said, being
gracious, wanting to quiz Eric but holding his peace.

"Sure," Pedro replied, watching Eric slide into the
booth and following him, not taking his eyes off him.
Continuing, Pedro asked, "How's things going, Eric?"

"Same old, same old. I can't wait for spring training
and the season to start," Eric replied with a twinkle
in his eyes and slightly smiling.

"So you've said a hundred times since the season
ended. I was so proud of the way you tore up the
league last year. Again, sorry you guys lost in the
College World Series. I know you're anxious to do that
all over again," Pedro smiled, his eyes never leaving
Eric's.

Looking from one to the other with curiosity, Sam
said, "Looks like you got a fan, Eric." He thought to
himself `and more than a fan, it looks like...'

"Oh, I know I do!" Eric laughingly exclaimed giving a
look that Sam couldn't decipher at Pedro.

Pedro touched Eric's forearm for a second causing Eric
to look at Pedro and asking, "Yeah, buddy?" Eric
fought to keep his expression neutral, but inside, he
was delighted at Pedro's touch. He thought, `Come on,
Eric, get over it. You broke up with him; deal with
it. He's not yours anymore.'

"Ramon's here, lo..." Pedro said, then hastily stopped
and changed to, "Buddy."

Giving Pedro a knowing look, Eric nodded, "Okay. It's
okay, `Ro. Sam's cool about guys like us." Eric
silently asked, `and you still love me, don't you,
`Ro?'

Pedro breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Sam and
explained, "Ramon is my hubby. We've been together for
nearly 3 years now."

Unseen by either, Eric grimaced as Sam smiled and
encouragingly said, "That's great! I'm glad for you
two."

"Thanks, Sam," Pedro smiled.

"Sam, Ramon's sister is pregnant by a sperm donation
from Pedro. They're expecting in what, 4 months or
so?" Eric asked his expression completely normal.

Sam was sipping from his coffee cup at that point and
started choking on his coffee, setting it down on the
Formica-covered table quickly, looking up at Eric and
Pedro in surprise.

Pedro apologized, "Sorry, Mr. Sam," as Eric grinned at
Sam's reaction, knowing he'd timed it just right.

"Naw, its okay man. And it's just Sam, not Mr. Sam
please," Sam replied, wiping up some spilled coffee
with a napkin and giggling.

"Sam it is!" replied Pedro.

"I still don't know why you're doing this, Pedro.
You've avoided the subject every time I've asked. What
are you guys thinking?" Eric asked.

Sighing, Pedro explained, "Well, you know we've had
rough, but you have no idea how bad it's been since
you left. Ramon and I were kicked out of our places
when my parents caught us sleeping together right
after you left for college. We found a place after a
few days at a friend's house. We both had good jobs,
so we were able to find a place and then financing to
start up our own graphics business. We're doing good
and decided we wanted a baby around and arranged this
with Ramon's sister. Ramon's siblings are very
accepting of us, his parents aren't. We want this,
Eric."

Sam smiled and mentioned, "Hmm... sound familiar,
Eric?"

Pedro looked back and forth between Sam and Eric while
asking, "Huh?"

Sighing and ruffling his hair a bit, then smoothing
it, Eric said resignedly, "My Dad caught a friend of
mine and me together making out at my apartment in
Austin on a surprise visit. He threw a royal fit about
it."

Sam frowned and mentioned, "That's puttin' it mildly
about the royal fit."

Looking at Eric with his eyes wide opened, Pedro said,
"And you're still alive? That's a minor miracle in
itself!"

While looking at Pedro, Eric softly said, "We had a
major blowout tonight, but Sam got it worked out."

"Oh? What happened?" Pedro asked.

By way of explanation, Sam told Pedro, "Well, Fred
said something nasty about Eric's being gay among
other things. I wanted to handle it quietly, but some
things happened and, well, it came to a head and had
to be settled the rough way."

Pedro gave Eric a look of sympathy and said, "I feel
sorry for you guys. I'm sorry, Eric, but your Dad is a
pain in the ass."

Eric answered, "I know, `Ro. We've always known that."

Looking from Eric to Sam and back, Pedro told Sam,
"Sam... um... something is telling me you're gay."

As Eric looked at Pedro with a stunned expression, Sam
replied, "Well, I like guys more'n girls."

Grinning, Pedro answered, "Glad to know my gaydar
works."

Sam answered with amusement in his tone, "Yea, it's
well tuned, friend."

Pedro smiled and mused, "I gather your family doesn't
know? Because your brother couldn't handle Eric being
gay, so how would he handle you being the same way?
Forgive me, but he needs to be thrashed to get some
sense in his head sometimes."

Winking at Pedro, Sam replied, "You're pretty
perceptive. Naw, he's all right now... I think, anyway.
I hadta trash him tonight. My jaw is still a bit
sore."

Pedro looked at Sam with a wry grin, which faded into
a frown as Eric looked started to look angry, threw an
arm around Eric's shoulders, "Eric, whoa there, bud.
Relax!"

"He didn't hurt you more than I thought, did he?" Eric
asked, simmering.

"Naw, man, I've been hit harder. I can feel it,
though," Sam answered, rubbing his jaw.

As Eric continued to seethe, Sam said, "Aww, stop it
Eric. It's cool. Your Dad and I have been in worse
tussles."

Pedro looked at Eric, "The only time you get this
angry is if someone you are with gets popped."

Sam shot Pedro a look as Eric froze in place. Managing
to finally relax enough, Eric stated, "Damnit, `Ro.
You know me too well."

"Well, growing up next door to you for 12 years will
do that," Pedro shot back.

As Eric glared at Pedro, Sam giggled. Pedro smirked
and said, "Relax Eric, I ain't saying nothing bad,
stud."

As Eric started to relax, Sam stretched out his foot
and rubbed Eric's leg up and down, causing him to
jump. Sam giggled a bit when Pedro looked under the
table grinning. Adopting an innocent expression, Sam
calmly sipped his black coffee while he continued to
rub Eric's leg. All three of them looked towards the
kitchen area as the clattering of dishes grew
stronger.

Sam asked Pedro, "Your friend wanna join us Pedro?"

Looking at Sam, Pedro told him with a hint of
jealousy, "You're lucky you got him. This boy has some
serious wood. Yeah, I'll ask. Yo, Ramon! Over here!"
Pedro quickly squelched the images his mind was
recalling of the times he had seen Eric up close and
personal.

Grinning, Sam replied, "Man, you sure are right
there!"

"I know, I've seen it often enough," Pedro mentioned
with embarrassment.

Sam asked, "He's cute too when he gets all red, don't
ya think?"

Standing, Pedro answered, "Yes, he is. Excuse me, I
gotta drag hubby over, he apparently didn't hear me."
Pedro sauntered over to where Ramon was talking to an
apparent friend and spoke a few words to them,
indicating Sam and Eric's way.

"Rather outrageous, isn't he?" Eric asked Sam.

Sam answered with a smile, "Man, he's a nice kid. So
you guys grew up together, aye? Outrageous, how so?"

"Yeah, he lived next door to us. We've known each
other since we were... like maybe 6? We were jackoff
buddies for 4 years, since we were 14. As for
outrageous, well, he pulls comments like serious wood
and other stuff out of nowhere. He's hilarious.
Sometimes I think he's bucking to be a flamer. As for
wood, he has a nice one, about 6," Eric explained with
a wistful expression.

Laughing, Sam said, "Oh, I bet. Makes you wonder what
his hubby is packin'."

"Um... Ramon has a 6.5," Eric answered blushing. He
continued, "Don't ask how I know."

Raising an eyebrow, Sam giggled.

"Well, we did a circle jerk and other stuff a few
times," Eric answered, his face becoming a flaming red
color, hoping to avoid the subject further.

The waitress arrived at the Petersen's table, set down
their Grand Slam breakfast meals, Eric's milk and
orange juice and poured some more coffee for Sam.
Ramon and Pedro joined hands and slowly walked over,
conversing, swinging their hands a little bit,
receiving dirty looks from various people in the
restaurant. One woman gave Pedro and Ramon a nasty
scowl, causing Ramon to flip the bird back in a silent
reply.

As Ramon and Pedro reached the table, the waitress
asked, "Can I get ya anything else, boys?"

Sam said with a smile, "C'mon and set down, guys. No
thank you, ma'am."

Pedro asked the waitress politely, "Ma'am, our meal
was ordered at the table over near the door. We would
like to ask for the food to be delivered here if we
may?"

The waitress nodded in assent as she said, "Sure, I'll
bring it over here when it's done." She noticed the
young men holding hands and smiled, walking over to
another table to take an order. Eric slid out of his
side, went around the two young lovers and gently
nudged Sam's shoulder to a gesture for him to move
over. Sam slid over into the corner of the booth as
Eric sat down. Ramon got into the other booth seat
with Pedro following close behind.

Eric smiled, "Ramon, it's been a long time. This is my
Uncle Sam. Sam, this is Ramon."

Sam smiled and extended a hand to Ramon, greeting him
with, "Hey Ramon. Good to meet ya."

Ramon shook Sam's hand as he replied, "Eric's Uncle,
huh? Cool. Nice to meet you, man."

As Pedro placed his arm around Ramon, Sam replied,
"Yep."

Shaking his head in wonder, Eric said, "You two are so
brave in public."

Pedro looked at Eric and replied, "After all the shit
we've gone through? We honestly don't care anymore,
Eric. We're in love. If people can't understand, well,
that's tough."

With a surprised expression, Eric looked at Sam and
softly said, "These guys are something else."

Grinning, Sam replied, "Well, hell, I don't blame
them. Someday the hate and stuff will stop."

Eric heatedly answered, "Well, tell that to the idiots
on the team. I park 30 homers in 80 games and they'll
think I'm the worse person that ever lived if they
found out I was gay."

Sam gave Eric a calm look and mentioned, "Yea, or the
truck drivers I meet on the road, okay?"

Looking chastised, Eric muttered, "Sorry."

Rubbing Eric's shoulder, Sam said, "So am I. But we
gotta put up with it for now, whether we like it or
not."

After looking at each other, Pedro and Ramon reached
over and grabbed Eric and Sam's forearms, and Ramon
followed the grab with, "Some day... some day... have
faith." Letting go, Pedro and Ramon settled back.

Sam smiled and said, "Thanks, guys."

"Yeah, thanks," Eric followed up a moment afterwards,
his eyes constantly straying back to Pedro.

The waitress came back and served Pedro and Ramon
their meals, "Here you go boys. Anything else?" She
asked with a big smile after putting down both checks.

As Eric shook his head no, Pedro answered with a
smile, "No thanks."

Sam spoke up, "A little more coffee and I'll be fine,
dear."

She smiled at Sam, "Coming right up!" and left to get
the coffee.

As the boys dug into their meals, Ramon told Pedro,
"Don't forget you're eating for 2, dear."

Pedro shot Ramon a look of amusement and mock-growled,
"Oh shaddup. You keep saying that all the time."

As Eric broke out laughing, Sam leaned, cupped Eric's
ear with his hands, and whispered, "Just one circle?"

Shaking his head no, Eric blushed. Pedro and Ramon
looked at each other and then leaned in with Ramon
asking, "What?"

As Eric went back to gobbling down his meal and
ignoring everyone, Sam stated while beginning to eat,
"Oh man, I sure am hungry."

Pedro and Ramon looked at each other while Ramon
shrugged. Pedro leaned over and whispered to Ramon,
"They're lovers, Ramon."

"Oh," Ramon simply answered.

Laughing under his breath, Sam kept on eating while
Pedro giggled and Eric ignored everything and focused
on his food.

As Sam reached down with his left hand and groped
Eric's crotch while working on his food, Sam asked,
"So, Pedro and Ramon, what do you guys do for work?"

Eric jumped in his seat, spilling a forkful of
scrambled eggs down his navy-blue sweatshirt and
growling, "Hey!"

Sam laughed and asked, "Aww... want me to lick... err...
clean that up for you?"

As Eric blushed, feeling flustered, Pedro and Ramon
laughed. Pedro went on to say, "We own a graphics
design company that we started with $100 bucks and
Pedro's computer. We've managed to parlay that into a
good-sized business with the help of some people and
make a very good income now. We're debt-free and
thankful for what we have."

Sam answered grinning, "Oh, that's cool. I'm happy
you're doin' so well."

Recovering his composure, Eric shot back, "I'll clean
your ass later."

As Ramon and Pedro broke up laughing, Sam looked at
Eric and said, "Promises, promises, babe."

"That's not a promise, that's a threat!" Eric growled.

Pedro and Ramon giggled as Sam tauntingly said, "Oh,
hurt me!"

Pedro interjected laughing, "Well, with the wood he's
packing..." while he thought at the same time, `I would
love to get his wood in me...'

As Eric blinked at that rejoinder, Ramon broke up
laughing, starting to slide under the table. He
quickly caught himself and boosted back up to a
sitting position, still laughing at Pedro's remark.

Sam grinned, looking at Ramon and teasingly said,
"He's got nice wood, huh? Boooy howdy!"

"He does indeed. Quite... tasty," Ramon teasingly said,
looking at Eric.

After giving Sam a tolerant look and coloring up at
Ramon's remark, Eric said, "You two are gonna be the
death of me."

"Naw, you're doing fine on your own, Eric!" Ramon shot
back.

Eric didn't bother replying, focusing again on his
plate and holding his stomach a bit, hiding pain
behind a mask. Pedro noticed but said nothing, his
brow slightly furrowed. Sam and Eric finished within a
minute of each other, pushing their plates back. Eric
slowly drank his orange juice while Sam took a sip of
his coffee watching Pedro and Ramon eat.

"Dang, I hope not. I want a few more rides," Sam slyly
said, putting his coffee cup down.

As Eric choked on his orange juice, Pedro giggled and
Ramon laughed. Eric set his juice down and asked,
"Rides, huh?"

Sam giggled as Eric muttered, "I'll ride you all
right!"

Sam smiled and happily said, "Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!"

Ramon gave Pedro a sideways look and said, "Guess we
know who's the top in their relationship, don't we?
Who would have thought Eric would be a top? You lose.
You can pay up later."

As Pedro growled at Ramon while Sam started laughing.

Eric muttered curses in Spanish that resulted in Pedro
kicking Eric under the table.

"OW!" Eric exclaimed.

Pedro said, "That's for insulting my baby!"

Sam said, "OOOO!"

Eric gave Pedro a glare and fired back, "Just because
you're a bottom means that I am?"

As Ramon howled with laughter, several patrons gave
him disapproving looks. Sam joined in the laughter
while Pedro sulked. Hugging Pedro, Ramon said, "Its
okay babe, we're just teasing you!"

Pedro leaned up a bit and asked Sam, "How do you feel
about being a bottom?"

Sam mischievously answered grinning, "Well, I'm great
with it. I love everything about it."

Ramon smirked and Pedro poked Ramon, "Don't even think
about it."

Ramon reacted, "OW!" and turned to Pedro, asking him
something in a quiet tone that Sam and Eric could not
catch.

While they waited for Pedro and Ramon to talk to them
again, Eric reached over and groped Sam with an
innocent expression asking, "Busy?"

Sam jumped a bit, startled, and said, "Mmmm..."

"Wanna do this later, babe?" Eric asked.

"Only if you stop before I get all over you," Sam
answered back softly while Ramon and Pedro continued
their quiet talk.

Sighing, Pedro said, "Well, I guess we'd best be
getting home. We need to finish painting the baby's
room. Nice to have met you, Sam. Eric, take care, see
you around. Come on over to our place and visit before
you head back to Texas, PLEASE!"

As Ramon nodded in agreement with Pedro's statement
and they got up, Ramon picking up the checks, Sam
said, "Oh, yeah, it sure was nice to meet a couple of
Eric's cool friends. You guys take care, good luck
with the baby."

"You too!" Pedro and Ramon chimed together and left.

Eric took out his wallet and left a tip on the table.
"I think that's the least we can do since they seem to
have paid for our meal."

"Wow, cool, and here I intended to pay for the meal,"
Sam said.

"Well, they always do things their way. They always
have," Eric noted.

Looking after them and grinning, Sam said, "Seems so."

"They started out with nothing, no High School degree,
no college and got a good business going," Eric
mentioned.

"That's pretty rare these days. They sure done good,"
Sam said.

"Yeah, they have. If anyone can change this community
in its thinking about gay relationships, it'll be
them," Eric predicted, smiling at Sam. Grabbing Sam's
hand, he slid out of the booth, pulling Sam up with
him.

Following Eric, Sam answered back, "I hope it changes
right quick."

"I think it will, hon. Because I'm starting it here
and now," Eric boldly said.

Smiling at Eric, "Well, we still ain't doin' it in no
parking lot," Sam stated, holding Eric's hand tight.

"No, we're not," Eric agreed.

As they walked to the doorway holding hands, Eric
asked Sam, "Where did you have in mind, babe? My
bedroom?"

Sam looked back at Eric wide-eyed and answered, "Uh...
yeah, you wanna start World War III, right?"

Eric said with a small giggle, "Naw. We can't go to
Grandma and Grandpa's, they'd kill us."

"Well, I was thinking someplace secluded where we
could be alone in the truck," Sam thoughtfully
mentioned.

His eyes lighting up, "Wait a sec. I'll be right
back!" Eric scurried out the twin doors, running out
to Pedro and Ramon's red Ford minivan.

Calling out, "Okay!" after Eric, Sam stood at the
doorway and waited, thinking about what he had gotten
into. He sighed, wondering just how a sexual meeting
with no less than his nephew had turned into a rather
difficult situation. He tried to rein in his thoughts,
his pants starting to bulge thinking of Eric's
muscular body while attempting to discern a way out.
"Dang it, I have to stop thinking with my dick and use
my brain instead for once," he chastised himself.
Looking down, he instinctively turned toward the sound
of a dish being dropped somewhere in the kitchen area.
Spotting the waitress, he decided to talk to her
rather than think about his situation.

Sam ambled over and asked, "Did them other guys pay
our meal up?"

The waitress looked up from filling a salt shaker and
answered with a smile, "Yes, they did. They have a
standing account here with us."

Sam smiled back, "Cool, thanks. I just wanted to make
sure. Thanks."

The lady went back to filling the salt shaker,
absent-mindedly saying, "You're welcome." Stopping and
looking up at Sam, "That took guts to do what you and
Eric did, holding hands like that."

Sam smiled at the waitress and answered back, "Thanks,
hun. People need to be more accepting or it ain't
gonna change."

"Do you hear me complaining?" The waitress asked with
a big smile.

"No. Take care and thanks," Sam grinned and went back
to near the door, looking out. Sam saw Eric wave and
strode outside to meet Eric halfway between the door
and Pedro and Ramon's van.

Wrapping his arms around Eric, Sam asked, "What's up?"

Holding Sam's arms as Pedro and Ramon came up, Eric
said, "They want to talk to us."

"Eric explained to us your situation and dilemma, and
we have a temporary solution. We have a couple of
spare bedrooms. You're welcome to use them," Pedro
said.

"Aw, man, that's cool, but I wouldn't want to impose
or nawthin'," Sam answered.

"You aren't," Ramon spoke up.

"You sure?" Sam asked.

Ramon answered, "You're family. We take care of our
brothers."

Pedro nodded in agreement to Ramon's statement and Sam
gave Eric a questioning look. Eric bit his lip and
nodded in agreement.

"You know, someone is going to have to tell my mom at
least," Eric mentioned.

Pedro handed Eric a cell phone in answer while Sam
said, "Man, that's right nice of you. Trouble is, I
got this big truck and I don't wanna cause no trouble
with neighbors." Coming to a realization while Eric
slowly dialed home, Sam continued, sighing, "Oh yeah,
Eric's Dad."

 "I think I know how to handle this. Please, let it be
Mom," Eric muttered, listening to the phone ring.

Ramon thought for a moment, "Well, that's not really a
problem. Park it at the shop. We live right above it."

"Hi Mom, this is Eric," spoke Eric, noticing Sam's
apprehensive look. Continuing to listen and hoping he
could bluff his way through this, he answered, "No,
we're fine... do you remember Pedro and Ramon?"

Listening a bit more, "Yes, the Pedro that lived next
door who's my best friend." Covering the mouthpiece,
He softly told Sam, "She's drunk as usual."

Sam shook his head in disgust as Eric explained
slowly, "Well, Pedro and Ramon own a business, that
big graphics company on the west side... anyways, we're
going over to their place now to catch up on our lives
and they've offered to put us up tonight since it's
getting a little late. I'm just letting you know I
won't be home tonight."

Relaxing in silent relief, he answered after a brief
moment, "Okay, talk to you later." He closed the cell
and slumped a bit against Sam, announcing, "She bought
it. Oh crap..."

"What?" Sam asked.

"What about Grandpa?" Eric asked in return, looking at
Sam. Taking a breath and continuing, "Since you're
staying with them, you want me to call or do you?"

"I'll do it," Sam said accepting the phone from Eric,
then looking back at Eric. He frowned and asked,
"Would you mind calling the number since I've
forgotten it?"

Giving Sam an odd look, Eric punched in the number
muttering, "You can't remember your parent's home
number despite the fact they've had the same number
for 30 years? You're getting old, buddy."

As Sam waited for someone to pick up, he stuck out his
tongue at Eric. Ramon and Pedro smirked at Eric's rim
shot then giggled as Eric started to suck on Sam's
tongue. Sam's eyes opened wide and he pulled back as
someone apparently answered the phone and said, "Hey
Dad!" and listened for a moment.

As Pedro and Ramon whooped with laughter, Sam
answered, "Yeah, everything's great. Eric caught up
with a couple of his friends. We're going over to
their place so Eric can catch up with them on their
lives. They offered to let us stay there `cuz it's
late."

Shortly afterwards, "Oh ya, he called home, they're
okay with it. Just wanted to let you know I won't be
home tonite, so don't wait up," Sam told his Dad.

After a moment, Sam answered back, "Cool. I'll catch
ya sumtime tomorrow, Dad. Love ya. Bye." As Sam hung
up, Eric grinned and nibbled on Sam's lower lip. Sam
handed the phone back to Pedro who closed and pocketed
it and thwacked Eric's shoulder.

As Eric laughed, Sam said, "Well, it's all set."

"I'm surprised he bought that. Did you know the old
couple that was sitting behind Pedro and Ramon is
Grandpa and Grandma's best friends?" Eric asked.

"Who said he did?" Sam fired back.

Giggling, Eric asked, "Did he say something?"

"Nah, but I could tell in his voice he knows something
is up," Sam said with a tinge of worry in his tone.

Pedro asked, "We'll see you at the shop. You know
where it is, right Eric?"

"Yeah, I remember. We'll be there soon," Eric replied.
At that, Pedro and Ramon walked to their van, got in
and left.

"Now, about that crack of getting' old. I got enough
numbers runnin' in my head as it is man. Besides I've
not called home in a very long time, so I've sorta
forgotten the number," Sam said.

Eric grabbed Sam's hand and began to head for the
truck with Sam happily going with him. "Ha," Eric
replied. "You're just getting old and won't admit it!"


As they walked together swinging hands, Eric
thoughtfully said, "I always dreamed of being able to
hold hands with someone else for a long time in
public. Now here we are, holding hands."

As Sam laughed, he got out, "Well, this ain't gonna be
without a price, you know."

"I know. When my parents find out, the shit's gonna
hit the fan. I don't care. I'm tired of the abuse I
get from them anyhow," Eric grumbled.

"Could I scoot out of town before this hits the fan?"
Sam asked, thinking, `Dang it, I don't want to lose
Eric. How the hell are we gonna get through this?'

Grinning, Eric answered, "We both will. I can stop by
tomorrow at home and pack my stuff and ride with you
to Texas."

Thinking aloud, Sam said, "Naw, might as well face the
music right off, then let them stew."

"You sure? With the age difference, they are gonna go
ballistic," Eric warned.

"No, I ain't sure. Age ain't what I'm worried about,
NEPHEW," Sam fired off.

Biting his lip, Eric softly said, "Then why did you do
it?"

Sam opened the door for Eric and said calmly, "Get
in."

Eric scrambled in and buckled up quietly while Sam
closed the passenger door, walked around, opened his
and got on, buckling up. He cranked up the cat, hit
the air brake button, shoved it in gear and the truck
started rolling.

"Which way?" Sam asked.

Sighing, Eric said, "Take a right out the parking lot,
then a left at the traffic light." Shifting in his
seat, Eric looked out the window at the businesses and
houses slowly rolling by. Feeling scared to his core,
he wondered at the sudden change in his life - his
emotions a jumble, his body feeling strange with the
exhilaration of the evening's lovemaking, his thinking
chaotic. `Things aren't supposed to be like this, are
they?' He wondered.

As Sam followed Eric's directions, he started thinking
about their situation again seeing a few possible ways
out of this situation, one that involved cutting and
running. He knew he couldn't do that to Eric's life,
so he discarded that choice. Shifting up a couple and
banking left as Eric indicated, he listened to Eric.

"It's about 2 miles down the road... um... 4 traffic
lights, it'll be a brick warehouse building on the
right side," Eric directed.

"Cool," Sam said, looking at Eric and smiling. Eric
smiled back shakily and Sam reached over, rubbed
Eric's leg, saying, "It's gonna be okay."

Holding Sam's hand with his own, Eric wiped a tear
rolling down his face. "At least I'm legal," He said,
looking out the window.

"Oh, Eric, c'mon, we went got through that earlier
tonite, we'll get through this. That's one good
thing," Sam said with more reassurance than he felt.

"Okay. Hey, there's the building," Eric pointed out.
Looking at Sam, he continued, "There's nothing they
can really do to us, Sam."

Sam pulled into the parking lot of the brick building
that housed the graphics business and parked his truck
in the back near some trees, turning off the lights
and shifting the gears to neutral and after putting
the air brakes on, shut down the motor. Eric unbuckled
and opened his door, climbing down, holding his door
for a moment.

Sam asked, "You want a t-shirt to sleep in?"

Answering back grinning, "I don't think we'll need
anything. Thanks anyways," Eric lightly said.

"Okay, just thought I'd offer!" Sam said.

As Sam unbuckled and climbed down, Eric closed his
door and walked to the front of the truck, waiting.
Sam closed his door, walked around to the front of the
truck and took Eric's hand when they met up, kissing
Eric. Eric pulled Sam close and kissed him
passionately.

"I really don't give a shit what happens," Eric said
with determination in his voice.

"Eric, you know you do... we're all family and it needs
to stay that way," Sam answered back.

"You know my parents will hit the roof. Only God knows
what Danny will do," Eric said, closing his eyes,
leaning into Sam.

"Let's go inside and talk about this, hon, okay?" Sam
queried.

"Okay," Eric agreed.

As Sam and Eric walked to the building, they spotted
the van parked in the back of the building. A metal
side door set in the rear of the building suddenly
opened with florescent light spilling out framing
Pedro and Ramon. "Hey, come on in guys," Pedro
welcomed.

"Hey, thanks man," Sam said with gratitude.

"You're welcome," Pedro answered.

"Would you two want something to drink? If so, please
help yourselves to anything in the fridge," Ramon
invited.

As Pedro and Ramon turned around and began to mount
the stairs up to their place, Sam playfully shoved
Eric into the doorway. "You get on in there first this
time, buddy," Sam giggled.

"Oh, so it's beauty before age this time?" Eric
retorted, sticking out his tongue.

Pedro and Ramon laughed as Sam grinned and pulled Eric
close and engulfed Eric's tongue with his mouth. Eric
responded by holding Sam close and moaning. After a
moment, the kiss was broken and they followed Pedro
and Ramon up the stairs into a beautiful living room
setting.

As they looked around, they noticed the ceiling was
coated in a white semi-glossy finish with the walls
painted a light creamy color with various wildlife
paintings placed on the walls. A plush deep blue
carpet accented the royal blue curtains hanging off
the windows. A burgundy-colored leather couch and
three burgundy fabric covered chairs were arrayed
around the room. A low coffee table was set in front
of the couch with end tables adorned with lamps
scattered on various tables. To the right-center side
of the room was an open entrance to the kitchen from
what Sam and Eric could see. To the left-center was
set a wooden faux-oak doorway that lead to rooms
beyond.

"Man, I could use a couple shots of 151 `bout now, but
you got some Pepsi?" Sam asked Ramon.

Ramon answered, "The Pepsi is in the fridge, Sam."

Pedro chimed in with, "Since neither of us is old
enough to drink, no booze, sorry."

Walking to the kitchen and the fridge and getting two
Pepsi's out, Sam mentioned, "Cool. Naw, guys, I had my
boozin' days. I'm done with that."

"Cool," Pedro answered, sitting in a plush
burgundy-colored fabric chair with Eric sitting on one
end of the stylish leather couch with Ramon taking the
other end. Sam sat on the arm of the couch next to
Eric, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"Jus' sometimes you get sumplace in your life and
wanna take the edge off, know what I mean?" Sam asked.

Ramon nodded in understanding, "I know what you mean.
I used to have a problem with booze. That's another
reason we don't keep it around."

"Cool, I'm glad you kicked it, brother," Sam answered
smiling.

"I remember Dad saying something about your drinking.
I'm glad you're done with that, babe," Eric said.

Sam gave Eric a questioning look as Pedro spoke up,
"I'm glad you both did. Those were dangerous times for
us all. They still are in some ways. Enough of this,
let's party!"

All of them downed a bit of their drinks, with Sam
smiling at Eric afterwards. Eric looked up at Sam
nervously. Looking into Eric's eyes, Sam said
tenderly, "Yeh, me too."

"Should we even be...?" Eric trailed off, looking into
Sam's eyes.

Ramon took one look at Eric's expression and nudged
Pedro. Pedro said, "I think Ramon and I need to check
something downstairs. Come on, love." He got to his
feet, walked over to the couch and pulled Ramon up.
Both of them headed went into the kitchen and through
another door, apparently a stairway that descended
into the shop.

Looking at Eric, Sam went over to the chair that Pedro
had just vacated. Eric got up and followed, sitting in
Sam's lap.

Sam held Eric close and said, "Man, I don't know, it
all went so fast."

Leaning into Sam, Eric replied, "Yeah, it did. I
wasn't even thinking, just reacting."

"Me too, love. Neither of us used our heads tonight."

"Then we have a choice, Sam. We can stop right here,"
Eric softly said, not meeting Sam's eyes.

"Hey, it's done right? We can't change that," Sam
said.

"No we can't. We can chalk it up to a mistake and
sleep separate. Or we can... have sex tonight and keep
this going," Eric softly offered.

"Do you wanna sleep separate, Eric?" Sam gently asked.

Looking Sam in the eyes, Eric responded, "No. I want
to do this with you."

"Neither do I, but `tween the age and being related...
we gotta figure this out, Eric."

"Age is just a number, Sam. We're legal. No difference
there. If the heteros can do it, so can we."

"I mean, the age ain't a big deal in my eyes either.
Hell, straight peeps get together with bigger age
differences than ours."

"Isn't that what I just said?" Eric asked.

As Sam smiled back, Eric went on, "As for the
relationship thing... those were designed with breeders
in mind. I mean, it's not like you are going to get
pregnant."

"Besides that, our family don't know about me being
this way, gay I mean. That's a double shock coming
right up," Sam said, letting his head fall forwards to
touch Eric's chest.

"I know, Hon."

"Care to hit that one home?" Sam asked with a hint of
a laugh.

Shrugging, Eric replied, "I've hit homeruns further
than that. Okay, let's look at this. Grandpa already
knows or suspects something happened between us and he
either doesn't care or doesn't have enough information
to guess. As for Grandma, she will go along with
whatever Grandpa says. As for my Dad..." Eric musingly
spoke, running everything over in his mind.

"I ain't sure he knows or wouldn't care, but yes, he
suspects somethin'," Sam corrected.

"If he suspected something, he'd have asked you. He
suspected 3 years ago I was gay and asked me. I told
him I was. He said he'd keep it a secret and made me
promise to play safe. He didn't like it, but he said I
was old enough to decide my life," Eric fired back.

As tears welled up from Sam's eyes, he looked into
Eric's face and sighed, "Yea, well, this is a whole
new pill for him to swaller. I mean, his son is
fuckin' with his other son's boy."

"I know. I don't know what to do about this. It's too
late anyhow, Sam. We walked from the restaurant
holding hands. It could be worse. You could be fucking
my mom," Eric answered smirking.

Laughing, Sam responded, "Not even with your dick I
wouldn't. You know, the waitress said we was pretty
brave to do what we did."

"Oh? That's a surprise. I wonder what will become of
doing that," Eric laughed. He caught his breath and
sobered up, stating, "Right now, all they know is that
we were holding hands. They don't have proof of
anything else. It could simply be close friendship."

"Well, yea, that's true... but we ain't seen each other
in ages," Sam quietly said.

As Eric's shoulders slumped, Sam responded by hugging
Eric close. Eric groaned as Sam listened carefully,
"Then we have a choice to make," and returned the hug.
He paused for a moment and kept going, "We can always
deny everything and leave suspicion. As for the hand
holding, we can shrug that off as a spur of the moment
thing. We can deny everything. I mean, it's none of
their damn business what two consenting adults do!"

As Sam sighed and leaned his head on Eric's shoulder,
Eric gained steam and continued, "They don't ask for
details what my parents or Grandma and Grandpa do in
their bedroom or who you are with in your travels. Why
should they need to know if we are doing something?
It's not like Danny and I are sleeping together."

"True," Sam answered, trying not to give in to
despair. He didn't know how they were going to get out
of the mess that they'd created for themselves. It was
one thing for them to be gay, he thought, and quite
another with this incestuous relationship. He wondered
how this was going to end.

Stroking Sam's hair, Eric said, "There is one thing
that you could do. It's stupid, but it might even
work."

"What's that, Eric?"

"Tell Grandpa you're bi?"

"Or that I'm gay or we're involved," Sam muttered.

"Well, yeah. As for involvement, what they don't know
won't hurt them. We can use the excuse that you are
gay for our handholding and you wanted to make me feel
better about what was happening with Dad. We can deny
everything else since no one saw anything. The only
ones that know we are having sex for sure are Pedro
and Ramon and they aren't going to say anything," Eric
said, thinking fast.

"Well, I `spose that could work. Agreed on that point,
Eric. You make some real good ones," Sam said,
thinking.

"I mean, you see kids holding their parents' hands all
the time. You're double my age. Since you came out as
gay to me, I took for you a "Dad" of sorts. I was
upset about what happened tonight and you were
comforting me. How's that?" Eric happily asked.

Sam nodded and answered, "Yea, I think that will
work."

"Pedro and Ramon won't care at all that we're related.
They're second cousins," Eric mentioned.

"They don't seem to. At least I didn't see anything to
show me they did," Sam smiled.

As Sam began to get an expression of relief, Eric
said, "I asked Pedro in the parking lot. He said it
doesn't bother him and Ramon agreed. They honestly
don't care about that."

"No, we don't," Ramon said from behind them.

Eric jumped and Sam quickly turned around.

Ramon chuckled, "Relax!" Sam breathed a sigh of
relief, instinctively holding Eric in his lap as Ramon
continued shrugging, "You're safe here. Neither of us
cares. I've had sex with my brother countless times.
No biggie."

"Okay, man. Boy, you gave us a fright there, Ramon,"
Sam answered back.

"Sorry, bud. Pedro and I are going to bed. Any of the
three empty bedrooms is fine. Good night, lovers,"
Ramon said as he hugged them both from behind.

Both Eric and Sam returned the hug the best they could
as Pedro and Ramon went through the left-hand door
into the closest and rightmost room.

"Yea, it's late, isn't it?" Sam asked Eric.

"Yes, it is," Eric replied, nibbling Sam's lips, his
hands gently stroking Sam's forearm.

"Mmmmm," Sam murmured, leaning into the kiss as Eric's
hands unbuttoned Sam's shirt and slid a hand into the
shirt to run over Sam's hairy chest. At the same time,
Eric's tongue slid into Sam's mouth, exploring while
his other hand dropped down to rub Sam's crotch,
feeling Sam's cock begin to harden. Sam responded by
pulling Eric closer and kissing him hotly, tears
slipping down his face.

Eric kissed and licked away Sam's tears and asked,
"Why the tears?"

"I'm just sorry I got you in all this mess. You got
enough troubles," Sam said with a tone of regret.

"We both weren't thinking. I don't care!" Eric said
defiantly, kissing Sam deeply, making his intent
clear.

Sam softly moaned, kissing back as Eric's hand
unzipped Sam's pants, reaching in and finding hard
wood and gently stroking. Sam responded by reaching
one hand under Eric's legs and held him, slowly
standing up and breaking the kiss and carrying him
into the bedroom next to Pedro and Ramon's. Eric kept
nuzzling and kissing Sam, losing himself in passion.
Sam laid Eric on the bed, kissing him for a moment,
then went and closed the door.

Coming back to the bed, Sam saw Eric trembling a bit
and looking at him with... what? Trust? Fear? Passion?
It had to be trust and passion. Sam resolved then and
there not to hurt Eric in any form. Stripping off his
clothes, he laid on his side next to Eric with his
erection poking Eric's leg. Eric got up and stripped
off, leaving his clothes in a pile, getting back on
the bed and kneeling next to Sam, reaching down to
stroke Sam's hard shaft gently and leaning to nibble
some more on Sam's neck.

Moaning, "Ohhhhh, mmmm," Sam pulled Eric down on top
of him, turning to lay on his back as Eric let go of
Sam's cock, with Sam running his hands down Eric's
back and sides. Eric moaned and nibbled his way down
Sam's jaw line to his chin and moved down to the
hollow of Sam's throat, his hands roaming Sam's chest
and stomach, lightly touching and making patterns in
Sam's hair.

Sam laid there relaxing, enjoying the kisses and
touching, his hands touching Eric in return, gazing
into his face. Eric moved slowly downwards with his
mouth and hands, taking Sam's turgid cock in his hand,
lightly stroking, feeling Sam's wetness, squeezing at
the end of his upstroke while his other hand rested on
Sam's jewels, softly kneading and pulling. Eric's
tongue found Sam's nipple and flicked it with his
tongue, circled it once then took it into his mouth,
sucking gently then softly biting and pulling on the
nip with his teeth. Sam groaned deep in his throat,
shuddered a bit and found Eric's cock, feeling his
precum, slathering it over his head and slowly began
to stroke Eric off. Eric responded by moving into a
better position, coming close to a 69 stance and
letting go of Sam's nip, worked his way down Sam's
hairy chest and stomach.

Bringing his finger up to Sam's head, Eric lubed up
his finger with Sam's silky precum and slid his finger
around Sam's hole, gently lubing. Sam responded with a
moan and held Eric's love tool, slowly running the tip
of his tongue around Eric's head and followed that
with trying to force his way into the piss slit,
tasting Eric's warm and salty juice. Eric shuddered,
his finger involuntarily slipping into Sam. Biting
back a moan, trying to keep quiet, Sam lifted his legs
so Eric could better access his hole, groaning as Eric
played him like a fiddle, slowly sliding in and out,
twisting his finger.

Eric nosed his way through Sam's pubes, his tongue
finding Sam's 6.5 incher and sliding upwards along the
side, Sam moaning louder as Eric added a second
finger, stroking and twisting in all the ways he'd
learned with Pedro, slowly fingerfucking Sam, sliding
down the opposite side of where he began on Sam's
tool, heading for the golden hair-covered orbs. Sam
pulled Eric over him and started to lick Eric's
hanging balls, sucking one in and stretching it in the
sac, his tongue dancing all over, nibbling and
moaning. Eric reached Sam's balls, licking his sac and
then taking one testicle into his mouth, rolling it
around. Pulling on the sac with his lips, Eric slowly
stretched Sam's bag.

Popping the ball out of his mouth, Eric traced the
outline of Sam's bag while Sam pulled Eric's cock down
and nibbled on the side of it as Eric took one jewel
back into his mouth, adding a second one after a short
interval, squeezing them together with his lips.
Popping them out, Eric nibbled his way up the bottom
of Sam's hard prick as Sam's hands slid up and down
Eric's sweat covered back and sides, stroking and
massaging, licking up the drops of sweet precum that
were dripping off Eric's manhood. Sliding his fingers
fast in and out of Sam, Eric moaned as Sam licked his
head and started sucking on the tip.

Gasping out loud, then softly whimpering, Eric
responded by nibbling his way around Sam's head ridge,
licking up the precum that was slowly sliding down and
moving up a bit to force his way into Sam's slit. He
also added a third finger to the mix as he did so,
sliding in and out slowly, expanding the hole that
would soon be closing around his manmeat. Sam gasped
and his hips bucked up, sliding a little into Eric's
mouth as Sam sucked Eric's cock into his mouth and
sucked passionately, hard and fast, moaning in
appreciation of Eric's work.

Swiveling his head so his tongue could reach all parts
of Sam's throbbing tool, Eric licked with the flat of
his tongue on the underside, rasping it against Sam's
sensitive spot, slowly sliding up and down, taking a
bit more in with each down stroke, clamping his lips
tight on the upstroke. Sucking hard and copying Eric,
Sam bobbed faster, fondling Eric's big bag while
feeling the quick motion of Eric's fingers, twisting
in him, driving him close to cumming. Reaching around
to Eric's cheeks, Sam found the hole and lightly
rubbed it.

Eric squealed in pleasure and his fingers worked
faster on Sam's hole, spreading him a bit more as he
swallowed as much as he could of Sam's very hard cock,
feeling Sam's mouth working on his cock. The sensation
drove Eric's hips to buck, sliding in and out of Sam's
mouth, facefucking him. Sam moaned in time with Eric's
motion, squeezing the fingers that felt so good in his
quivering ass, his cock pulsing in time, close to
orgasm. With a groan, Eric slowed down and stopped
suddenly as Sam copied Eric's motions, the two of them
perfectly synchronized.

Looking back at Sam, Eric gulped, "You or me first?"

Smiling at Eric and noticing his nervous expression,
Sam asked back, "What do you mean, who first?"

"Who tops first? You or me?"

"You always, babe," looking nervously at Eric. "Eric..."

His fingers sliding in and out of Sam's canal again,
Eric gasped as a finger slipped into his passage and
looked back, breathing hard, close to orgasm's edge,
"Yeah?"

Slipping his fingers out of Sam and feeling Sam leave
his hole, Eric turned around and laid face to face
with Sam, his eyes boring into Sam's.  Lifting Sam's
legs slowly, Eric made his intent clear as Sam
replied, "Will you be upset if I say I don't... I can't
top you?"

Shaking his head in negative reply, "It's okay," he
kissed Sam gently and continued to look into Sam's
beautiful hazel-tinted eyes. Not taking his eyes off
Sam's, he saw Sam looking for any sign of
disappointment. "You have your reasons, Sam. I trust
you completely."

With Sam's legs held up, Eric lifted his hips and
rubbed his head up and down Sam's crack, spreading
precum as Sam murmured, "Okay." Moaning in response,
anticipating the pleasure he was about to receive, Sam
looked at Eric, helping with holding his legs up and
settling his ankles on Eric's shoulders. Eric
maneuvered his cock with his hand, holding it against
Sam's hole and leaning forward slightly, pressing.

"I love you, Sam," Eric pressed a bit more, kissing
Sam's leg. Parting Sam's anus slowly, Eric slid in a
little bit.

"I love you too, Eric!" Shouted Sam, relaxing as he
felt the hot rod entering his hole, enjoying the
familiar sensation once again. Looking up at Eric, Sam
was surprised to see tears running down the young
man's face. Reaching up and wiping the tears away, he
groaned as he felt Eric penetrate deeper then slid his
legs down to straddle Eric's hips and pulled Eric down
into a kiss. Eric's tongue slid into Sam's mouth and
they tongue danced as Eric stopped halfway into Sam,
pulled back and thrust slowly forward.

Whimpering in pleasure, Eric began a steady pace,
drilling Sam a little deeper with each thrust, just
brushing his prostate with each pass. Eric rolled his
hips a bit, sliding around in Sam, trying to learn the
nuances of making love, feeling Sam lift up toward
Eric's cock as he thrust, trembling and breathing
hard, whispering "YES, oh yes, that's the way, oh,
mmmmmmmmmm, yes!"

Sliding all the way home and groaning in pleasure,
Eric thrust a bit faster, rolling his hips, starting
to stroke Sam off with one hand while the other one
pinched a nipple. Sensing the closeness of their
orgasms, Eric sped up thrusting and jacking, his balls
slapping Sam's hot ass, reaming him hard and fast.
Shuddering in pleasure, Eric kissed Sam hungrily as
his cock started to swell, indicating imminent
eruption. Thrusting hard and using his full 7 inches,
jabbing Sam's prostate repeatedly, Eric fought to
control his body's responses. Writhing and moaning,
Sam's cock leaked precum like a river, twitching with
pleasure as he was quickly brought to orgasm by Eric's
work. He bit his lip to keep from screaming and
yelling. Shifting his hips, Eric deliberately drilled
Sam's prostate, trying to bring him to orgasm, not
able to hold his own very much longer while he
furiously jacked Sam off. Eric bent down a bit and
nibbled Sam's neck, gasping, sweat pouring off him.

Sam's whole body spasmed from their lovemaking as he
twitched and writhed, moaning loud while his hole
clenched Eric's tool tightly. Eric cried out with
passion and bent down, biting Sam's nipple, continuing
to pound fast, thrusting deeply, his balls whapping
audibly, breathing hard, becoming lightheaded from
exertion. Sam screamed, "OOHHHHHHHHHH, fuck me,
yesssssssss, ow! YES!" his hips meeting Eric's fast
thrusts, his hands digging into Eric's arms as his
hole was pounded and his cock beaten.

Eric surrendered to passion, shouted,
"SAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" and blew shot after shot into Sam's
glory hole, slamming roughly, jacking as fast as he
can. Sam tensed up, feeling as tight as a strung wire
as Eric filled him with his seed, a large puddle of
precum of his stomach and twisted Eric's nipples,
squeezing Eric's cock hard. Eric chewed on Sam's
nipple again and changed to fast, short and hard fucks
as Sam thrashed. Surrendering to ecstasy, Sam shouted
"ERICCCCCCCCC!" and shot wad after wad, some of it
landing on his nipples, kissing Eric hard, his tongue
battling Eric's and conquering, humping back
uncontrollably as Eric kept driving hard into him, his
legs scrabbling for purchase.

Eric's eyes flew open wide as another small load
spurted out of him and into Sam, moaning in shock at
the pleasure of their fuck frenzy. Grabbing Eric's ass
hard and tugging him deeper, Sam shuddered in
uncontrollable passion and frenzy, kissing hard, sweat
pouring off him, never experiencing something this
intense before. Biting hard on Eric's lip, he squeezed
his muscles as hard as he could on Eric's fucktool,
meeting Eric's thrusts with his humping, moaning loud,
"OHHHH... Eric! Yes, MMMMMMM..."

Keeping up the pace for a moment, then slowing down,
kissing Sam gently, fighting to catch his breath, Eric
suddenly drove hard and fast again into Sam, catching
Sam off guard for a moment. Sam labored to breathe and
gasped erratically, his nerve endings so wired and on
fire, feeling Eric drive into him. He whimpered, "Oh,
so good" as Eric slowed down, his cock still leaking
and his nuts hurting from being drained so much,
winded from a lack of air.

Eric kissed Sam lightly, slowly thrusting, returning
them from unbelievable heights of passion. Sam kissed
back, wiping sweaty hair off Eric's forehead, his eyes
filled with passion's fire looking up at him. Looking
back in utter disbelief and shock at what they had
just experienced, Eric moaned as he kissed Sam gently,
then broke off the kiss, showing his love and passion
in his eyes.

Moaning back as he returned the kiss and looking into
Eric's eyes, seeing the love and passion, Sam wrapped
his arms around Eric's sweaty body, kissing his face
all over.  "Hold me man, yes!" Sam said. Eric held Sam
close and tight, stroking back his hair, maintaining a
slow thrust, kissing him. Sam nibbled Eric's lower lip
as they kissed, feeling so good in the afterglow. Sam
rubbed Eric's back and squeezed the rod still slowly
plunging into him, tightening his leg's grip on Eric
as he held him close.

Feeling Sam's muscles and hands, Eric nibbled back,
breathing hard as Sam said, "Mmmm, babe, that was
amazing!"

As Eric slowly caught his breath, "It sure was!" and
moaned as Sam playfully humped back, squeezing and
contracting his muscles, eyes glittering. Eric kissed
back, involuntarily thrusting hard and slowly
immediately to a lazy thrust, kissing Sam deeply. As
he kissed Sam, a tear ran down his cheek. Reaching
down, loving how Eric felt in and on top of him, he
reached down and tickled Eric's balls with a finger
and then looking up and settling back, wiping away the
tear with one finger. "What's the matter, hun?"

"I can't believe... this... never had feelings that
intense before, that kind of passion." Slowing to a
stop, "I don't want to be separated from you, Sam."

"Aw, man, let's not think about that... just enjoy right
now."

"Is it always like this?" Eric asked, trembling.

"Man, you're the best I've ever had. It was so intense
for me too."

His hand fumbling back and to the side, Eric grabbed
some sheets and blankets and pulled them over them.
"I'm only a very inexperienced 20 year old, Sam."

Holding Eric close and kissing Sam, "No, I've never
had this good, this intense man."

Eric shivered, resting his head on Sam's shoulders.

"You can't be cold, are ya?" Sam asked with concern in
his tone.

"No, emotion," Eric replied, nuzzling Sam.

"Mmmmmm, sweet man."

Kissing Sam and giggling, "Wonder if Pedro and Ramon
heard us?"

"Cats got climbing gear?" Sam laughed.

Laughing with Sam, "I wouldn't be surprised if we set
them off. What do you think?"

"Yea, prolly still at it."

Laughing and giggling, Eric hugged Sam tight. "Mmm,
you feel so good against me, Eric," Sam purred.

Kissing Sam lightly, Eric uttered with emotion, "I
loved this, Sam. I never thought this could be so
intense. I know I'm repeating myself, but... I can't
help it!" Looking into Sam's eyes with love, "I love
you." As conflicting emotions ran through his head,
Eric thought, `I really do. How can a person fall in
love with someone so fast? I don't know why... but I do
love him. This is so confusing.'

Sam softly caressed Eric's sweaty back and moved his
hands slowly down to knead Eric's sexy ripe cheeks.
Sam passionately kissed Eric leading them to become
engrossed in kissing for a few moments. Breaking off
the kiss Eric said, I don't want to leave you. Ever."

"Oh, it was so very good... I... I don't want you to leave
Eric."

As Eric said, "I know," A distant look came over Sam's
face. "Whatcha thinking about, Sam? I can tell you got
something on your mind," Eric nuzzled Sam's neck.

"Nuthing, babe," Sam hugged Eric tight not wanting to
spoil the moment.

As Eric hugged Sam back, "I know, I'm thinking the
same thing too."

Sam nibbled on Eric's ear, his hands softly caressing
his lover's body. As Eric nuzzled Sam and moaned, he
slowly started to thrust again.

"Oh, mmmmmm, so good, Eric," Sam moaned. Whimpering,
Eric speeded up, sliding his tongue into Sam's hot
mouth with their tongues doing battle, holding him in
his strong arms. Kissing back, Sam lifted his legs
midway up Eric's back to give him better access.
Breaking off the kiss,
Eric bent down and sucked one of Sam's nipples into
his mouth. Eric kept the pace even, making love and
not the frantic pounding he had given Sam before. He
slid in as deep as he could, his full length
penetrating Sam.

"Ohh, mannnn... mmmm, you feel sooo good, Eric. Mmm
uh..."

Groaning, "So do youuuu..."

"Can't... believe... all these feelings tonight," Eric
muttered, breathing harder, thrusting faster, looking
at Sam with love. Eric's balls began slapping Sam's
ass as he dove deep as he could, kissing gently.

Sucking air, gasping for breath, Sam got out, "Oh,
yes, so gooooodd... pump mmmmeee!"

Getting out, "I love you, Sam!" Eric left off talking,
breathing fast, pumping hard and fast.

"I love youuuuuu ttttttttooo... uh!" Sam gasped out.

Eric fumbled for the covers, tearing them off,
pistoning in and out fast as he could, punching into
Sam hard and fast. Gasping, Eric reached down and
jacked Sam off fast and tight, keeping up the fast and
hard pace, breathing raggedly.

Sam humped back, meeting each thrust, his ass
quivering from Eric's workout, groaning as his
prostate was brushed repeatedly. Swelling, Sam's cock
spewed cum with each thrust from Eric, gasping for air
as his body went into an intense orgasm, then
screaming with what little air he had left "ohhhh,
unhhh, mmmmmmmmmmm fukkkkkkk yes!"

Eric shouted and fired off several firebolts into Sam,
pounding fast, wordlessly shouting and shuddering,
totally lost in ecstasy. Sam's hands reached up and
pulled on then twisted each nipple as he breathed hard
and felt that hot cock pound his hole. Eric growled,
pounding Sam hard, moaning. Shortly afterwards, he
slowed down feeling spent, leaning on Sam a bit,
kissing him tenderly. He started giggling as he heard
muffled laughter from the next room and looked at Sam.

Sam decided to see if it was an isolated incident and
moaned loudly, his hands roaming Eric's sweat covered
body, kissing back and heard the laughter as well.
Eric giggled while Sam smiled and softly said, "I
think we are keeping them up."

"We had to pick a bedroom next to them, didn't we?"
Eric shouted at the others, "Go to sleep you pervs!"

Sam retorted, "Hey, it was your choice."

They heard a shout back from Pedro, "Then quiet down
you two animals. Hey, we ain't the ones fucking two
times in an hour! Geeze."

Howling hard like a wolf, "Aroooooooooooo!' Sam broke
up at the end of it, laughing hard. Eric blushed and
giggled, hearing laughter from the next room.

"Next time we get a soundproof room!" Eric muttered.

"They make them?" Sam laughed.

Laughing back, "I hope so! I'm surprised the whole
town didn't hear us!" Eric stopped laughing as a
thought hit him and his face changed to a sober
expression. "Oh, damn!" He buried his face into Sam's
shoulder crying softly.

Sam held Eric close feeling him tremble as Pedro said,
"Who says they didn't? Our phone's been ringing off
the hook!"

Looking up with a chuckle and wiping away tears, Eric
hollered back in a resentful tone, "Tell them to fuck
off!" Eric put his forehead down on Sam's shoulder and
let his tears fall.

In a concerned tone Pedro asked, "You ok in there?"

With a soothing tone Sam murmured, "Oh, Eric, honey,
stop babe, it's okay!" and planted kisses on Eric's
face.

Sniffling, Eric pulled out of Sam's hole, causing Sam
to moan, "Dang..." and Eric laid down next to him,
covering both of them up. Both looked up at a knock on
the door as Pedro's worried voice came through, "You
two okay?"

Wrapping his arms around Eric after wiping the sweat
off his face, Sam smiled. "Yeah, we're fine, `Ro",
Eric said.

"Ok, we're next door if you need us, guys," Pedro said
as Eric held Sam close.

"Night, thanks, Pedro." Looking at Eric, "Man, that
dude is awesome. You got one good friend there."

Eric softly replied, "I know. He was my best friend
and lover growing up, Sam."

"Seems he still is."

Eric nodded in agreement and admitted, "We both
realized at about the same time we were gay. Yeah, he
still is in love with me. We still talk on the phone
every day except for the last few weeks, been too busy
with exams and coming back here. We constantly email
and IM."

"I'm glad for you."

"That's why I asked if they had any ideas where we
could stay, I knew they would offer. It's safe here. I
don't wanna be around the family right now. I'd rather
be with you," Eric explained.

Softly caressing Eric's shoulder, Sam listened as Eric
went on, "Take me with you. You said you were going to
Texas."

Feeling his butt oozing, "Dang, how much of that juice
did you shoot up there?"

Eric laughed, "Dunno. A lot!"

"I need to use the bathroom, where's it at?" Sam asked
giggling.

"Across the hall, I think, which is why I picked this
room. I probably need to clean up too. Wanna shower?"

Sam sighed, "I better get there quick." Giving Eric a
merry grin, "Yeah, that sounds great!"

Yanking the covers off, Eric looked at the sheets and
commented, "I think we need some new sheets."

Shivering in the chill of the room, Sam waited. "Come
on, Eric, a hot shower will take care of the cold,
hon. Naw, they are okay for sleepin'."

Grabbing Sam's hand, Eric pulled Sam up easily. Sam
got to his feet and hugged Eric tight. "You know,
Sam," Eric hugged and held Sam tight, "You're
beautiful."

"No I ain't," Sam rebutted.

They started walking to the bathroom holding hands
happily. Opening the door, Eric looked at Pedro
passing by. Pedro stopped and eyed Eric, grinning.

`Why did I let him go? He's even better looking and
muscled up' Pedro thought.

"Oh, get to your room, you perv," Eric said with a
joking tone.

Sam looked around Eric's broad shoulders and said,
"Huh, wha?"

"It's Pedro. He's in the hall, honey."

Pedro stated, "What? I was just getting a drink. It's
not like I haven't seen you before."

"So what if you have?" Sticking out his tongue and
grabbing Sam's hand and pulling him into the bathroom
with him, Eric disappeared into the bathroom. "We're
gonna shower. Later, `Ro!"

Giggling, Pedro answered, "Okay."

Closing the door behind them, Eric held Sam and kissed
him gently. Sam kissed back, "Aww, I don't care if he
was there. Ain't no biggie."

Eric smiled at Sam, "I don't think you would..." which
was ended short by another deep yet tender kiss.

Eric broke off the kiss, breathless. "Man, you sure
can kiss."

Sam let go of Eric, turned and started up the shower,
"Well, I'm good for sumthin'."

As Eric got some soft plush towels down from the oak
cupboard secured to the wall across from the toilet in
the spacious bathroom, "Oh yeah, you sure are!" As
they both laughed at the statement, Eric slapped Sam's
ass.

"Oh, don't! I'll leak right here!" Sam exclaimed.

With a questioning expression, Eric asked, "How do you
clean that stuff out anyhow?"

Sam pointed to the toilet. Eric grimaced, "Have fun.
Ugh."

Sam chuckled and winked, "Yeah, tons of fun. I outta..."
and stopped.

"You oughta what?"

Sam hesitated, "Naw, that'd be gross, I don't need to
say it."

"Okay, hon," Eric shrugged as he stepped in the shower
and Sam sat on the toilet and did his business.
Soaping up, Eric began to sing softly, a tune that Sam
couldn't identify. Shortly, Sam joined Eric in the
shower, pulling the curtain closed behind him and
rubbing Eric's smooth back. After turning around and
kissing Sam passionately, holding him in his arms,
Eric asked, "Want me to wash you?"

"Oh, that would be wonderful!"

Soaping up the blue cotton washcloth, Eric washed
Sam's chest down observing, "Boy, talk about cum
splatter," as Sam closed his eyes letting Eric pamper
him some.  As Sam held onto Eric's ripe bum, his abs
and chest were washed next, letting go as Eric moved
downwards to gently and carefully wash his privates.
Eric moaned slightly, enjoying the view, distractedly
washing Sam's legs, then stood up and moved behind
him, washing the backside of his lover, his half-hard
cock poking a cheek. Sam moaned as Eric gently
ministered to him.

"Was there really cum on my chest?"

"Oh, yeah, a good amount too," Eric grinned.

"Mmm, he's backkkk..." Sam sighed happily as he felt
Eric poke him in the leg with his hard tool.

Looking down, Eric said, "apparently." Shaking his
head, "You'd think after 5 blows total today..."

Sam giggled, "Man, you drained me good today."

"Did I?" Eric kept going downwards, washing, eyeing
Sam's ass. Sam moaned feeling his gentle touch and
jumped as Eric ran a finger up his crack, "Whooo!"

"Ohhh, let me do that!" Sam said with mounting
excitement. Muttering, "okay," Eric stood as Sam
turned around and knelt, holding Eric's soapy cock,
slowly sliding up and down with his hand, alternately
looking into Eric's eyes and watching his balls
bounce, picking up the pace. Eric shuddered and moaned
loudly, causing Pedro to shout, "NOT AGAIN!"

As Eric giggled, Sam laughed and kept stroking then
switched hands, slipping a soapy finger up Eric's ass.
Eric screamed in response and looked at Sam in shock.
Sam removed his finger quickly and stopped stroking
Eric looking at him, "I'm sorry."

"it's okay, I just didn't expect that. It's okay, I
like it."

Grinning, "Phew."

Along with banging on the door came Ramon asking,
"What the hell is going on in there?"

As Sam giggled, Eric shouted back, "Nothing, I'm
fine!" and giggled.

Ramon exclaimed, "Oh, good lord."

"He got his first soapy finger, okay?" Sam loudly
said.

"Not his first finger, but his first soapy one," Ramon
fired back.

Eric started to color up and shouted, "Shut up,
Ramon!"

"Ooooooooooo!" Sam exclaimed in glee.

As Ramon laughed Eric explained, "You've heard of
circle fingering? That's what Ramon, Pedro and I did
one night."

"Hmmm, no, but sounds fun," Sam spoke interestedly.

"It is," Eric answered as Sam looked at Eric with
gleaming eyes. "We all came within a minute of each
other. Oh no," Eric stated. "I'm not doing that now.
Your ass is mine."

As Eric blushed and Sam pouted, then laughed, Sam went
back to stroking and rubbing Eric's ass. Moaning,
leaning back against the wall for support, "I'm too
spent to blow again, Sam... even though this feels
great."

His face close to the tip, really working Eric's cock
with long medium-fast strokes and hearing him whimper,
"Oh, okay. I thought you needed to unload."

"No, I've cum 5 times today," Eric paused and moaned.
"4 times with you, one on my own this morning."

Sam grinned and stood up as Eric laughed, "Broke my
record."

Sam pressed up against Eric, their throbbing cocks
press together up against their abdomens and Sam
passionately kisses Eric under the spray of the water.
Eric returnes the kiss, his arms automatically going
around Sam.

"You know, this is the first time I've showered with
someone other than a locker room gang. I like it,"
Eric said, kissing Sam again.

Sam's hands reached around Eric, resting on his ass
and pulled Eric close. "Mmm, I like sharing a shower
with you, babe."

"I love it too, Sam."

"Now let's rinse off one more time and get dried off
so Pedro and Ramon get some sleep."

As Eric laughed and rinsed Sam off, he told Sam, "Not
likely, knowing those two."

Laughing along with Eric, "Well, at least we'll be
quiet for a while."

"True, they probably won't be," Eric commented as Sam
took the handheld showerhead component and rinsed Eric
off. Eric raised his arms, showing off his muscles as
Sam quickly hosed him down, smiling appreciatively.

"That's their problem then."

"True," Eric agreed.

As Sam turns off the shower, Eric steps out, closely
followed by Sam, both grabbing towels and drying each
other off.

"That was a good shower," said Eric contentedly.

"Mmm, never better."

As Eric dried Sam's back, he kissed Sam's back,
noticing a scar on the right shoulder and tracing it
with his finger. "What's this scar, Sam?"

Drying off his front, Sam shrugged, "Oh, that's what I
call a war wound," and laughed.

"Looks old, what happened?" Eric asked, grinning.

"Well, it was back in the boozin' days."

"Knife?" Eric asked, cocking his head. "Looks in the
right shape." He bent and kissed the scar.

"Yea, knife."

"Ugh. I hope you nailed the idiot."

Sam grinned, "Well, all I got was stitches, he got a
new knee."

Laughing hard, Eric circled his arms around Sam and
hugged him tight from the rear. "I'm glad you are
okay," he said.

Turning around, Sam kissed Eric, moving his towel
around to Eric's back and drying him off while pulling
him close. Eric kissed back, purring.

"Yea, I'm glad I made it through them days," Sam
mentioned as Eric's hands went around his waist.

"So am I. I don't know what I would have done without
you here."

Sam dried off Eric's cute butt and sneaked his towel
between Eric's legs as Eric let off a small "Eep," and
spread his legs.

As Eric howled and then giggled, Sam grinned. "Let
them think we're busy."

Sam kneeled down to dry off each of Eric's legs and
gently dried off his cock and balls looking up at Eric
lovingly. Eric looked back, the love in his eyes for
Sam apparent.

"I love you, Sam," as he bent down and kissed his
head.

"I love you too, Eric. You know, they may regret the
night they invited us to stay!" Sam said as he stood
up.

"Oh, I'm sure not."

"Me either."

Eric grinned shyly and kissed Sam, yawning afterwards.
"Excuse me."

"No excuse!" Sam winked at Eric.

"Well, we have had a long day. We made love, what, 3
times?"

"Yea, it's been draining."

Eric scored a point with, "Like your ass is?"

Sam laughed hard and muttered, "Twit."

Eric corrected, "No, just a twink," and stuck out his
tongue and hugged Sam tight. Eric continued, "I'm so
glad we saw each other again. You know the last image
I had of you was you holding a beer bottle singing
some kinda weird song?"

Holding Eric close and looking into his eyes, "Oh
gawd, I can't imagine what that was."

Sliding his hands around Sam's now-familiar waist
again, "I think it had something to do with a wedding.
I'm not sure on that."

"Oh, no, ugh."

"What?"

"Hey, let's clean up this bathroom and go to the
bedroom," Sam said, avoiding the subject.

"Okay," Eric agreed, helping to pick up the towels and
putting them in the hamper.

"Weddings, yuk," Sam shuddered.

Looking at Sam quizzically, "I know. Even then, all I
could think of was how cute the older guys looked."
Blushing, "I didn't know why I felt that way," and
watching as Sam cleaned up any stray puddles.

As Eric checked the shower, Sam answered, "Well, you
know now."

Eric shifted from one foot to another as he muttered,
"Man, I gotta take a leak. Yeah, I do now. It would
have been nice to know back then."

"Oh, you want I hold it for ya?" Sam giggled as Eric
lifted the toilet lid and assumed the normal position.


Eric laughed, "If you want," and said half seriously,
"After all, you've held it plenty tonight, heh."

Sam stood behind Eric and held his cock, aiming just
right. As the stream slowed and Eric let out a sigh of
relief, Sam tipped up the head so it made a big arch
and Eric giggled, reaching back, holding Sam's head
with his hands and giving him a kiss. Sam let go after
Eric was done and slid his arms around Eric, pressed
up against his back and kissed the back of his neck.

Eric shivered, purring slightly, "That feels so good!"
and held Sam's arms.

Sam softly moaned, "Yes, it does..."

After Eric kissed Sam's hand, "I wish we could do this
forever."

"Mmm, forever is a long time, and I would like the
same."

"I know, I think we can do it."

"Well, you're done, I'll let you shake it out," Sam
grinned.

Eric complied and grinned back, turning around after
he was finished and kissed Sam. Sam reached down,
squeezed Eric's jewels and slid his hands up through
his pubes and over his hard abs and onto his chest,
pulling him close, nibbling an ear lobe and then
kissing his neck. Eric moaned, starting to get hard
again as he nuzzled and nibbled on Sam's neck. He
moved his mouth upwards and traced the ridge of Sam's
ear with his tongue.

Moaning, Sam protested, "Um... we've gotta get to bed,"
as Eric's hands roamed through his hairy chest.

"Good idea before we get into something here!" Eric
laughed, "Not that I would object."

Smiling and going to the door with Eric watching his
bare ass, Sam opened the door and went into the hall
into the shared bedroom they'd made love in. Eric
followed, checking Pedro and Ramon's door first and
closing the door behind him.

Sam went in and sat on the bed asking, "Which side you
wanna sleep on?"

"Doesn't matter to me, I'm not used to a big bed. It's
always been singles or twins even in at my place in
Austin. I need to get a queen bed now, I think."

"Okay, well, I'll just hold ya close in my arms then."
Sam smiled.

Smiling back, "I'd love that, Sam."

"Hey, who you calling a queen?" Sam asked, sticking
out his tongue.

Looking at Sam in shock, Eric muttered, "Ha, ha, ha."
With a stronger voice, "No one. Then again, you're the
bottom."

Sam muttered, "I know, bad joke... sowwy." At that, Eric
stuck out his tongue.

At Sam's exclamation of "Oh!" Eric giggled and kissed
Sam. Sam laid back in the bed, moving over for Eric,
smiling in happiness. Eric jumped on the bed next to
Sam.

"Did you know, I've never slept with anyone since I
was a kid? Unless you want to count that sleeping bag
thing with Pedro," Eric said with an indecipherable
expression. Snuggling into Sam's arms, "So this is how
it feels."

Sam moved slightly forward to put him into a deeper
contact with Eric's body and suddenly jumped, "OHH!
It's still WET! Well, ain't the first time I've slept
in a wet spot."

"What?" Eric asked, reacting in alarm.

Sam settled back into the wet spot, sighing as his
skin was exposed to the wet fluid from their
lovemaking.

"What's wet? Your ass?" Eric asked, laughing.

Sam stuck out his tongue and replied, "Yeah, it is
now. All your fault, too."

Eric smirked, "I told you, we could have changed the
sheets... but you said no."

"I know."

"So it's not my fault!"

"Hehe, it is so!"

Giving Sam a raspberry, "What, because I had fun?"

"Naaa, we had fun."

"Yeah, we did, babe." Eric blinked in shock at what he
just said and shrugged. "Might as well get used to
thinking of you that way." At Sam's look of
puzzlement, "I don't remember calling you babe before.
I only do that if I really love someone. Never called
anyone but Pedro babe before."

Smiling, "I like that."

"So do I. Babe."

As Eric hugged Sam fiercely, Sam's arms wrapped around
Eric and held him close. "Mmm, Eric, you feel so good
against me."

Eric nodded in assent happily, "I've not felt like
this before. Feels like... I'm free..."

Kissing Eric's head, "Neither have I. Ever."

Eric looked up into Sam's eyes, "You're kidding. With
all the experience you have..."

"No I ain't, not like this."

"I thought you would have."

"Well, there's a difference between fuckin'... and
making love. We made love."

"Yeah, we did. I don't know the difference, but it
felt right loving you," Eric opined as he stroked
Sam's hair.

"The difference is.. you jus' do it to get your rocks
off.. no feelings."

"I've done that with other guys jacking or sucking,
but nothing there afterwards."

"Right."

"This was..." Eric shivered. "Different."

Sam closed his eyes smiling, holding Eric. Eric
nestled his head against Sam's chest, smiling.

Softly, "I love you Sam. Good night, babe," Eric said
just before he kissed Sam's chest.

"I love you too, hun."

Eric looked up at Sam's smiling face, "I know."

"Good night."

"'Night."

As they snuggled up together, the both felt a measure
of peace that neither of them had felt in a long time.
Sam fell asleep first, his arms tight around the
stomach of his newfound lover as Eric tried to make
sense of the jumbled emotions and thoughts that were
flooding his mind. He thought to himself, `What have I
gotten into? It wasn't like this with Pedro. I have to
stop comparing Pedro to Sam and mentioning Pedro to
him. I don't want him to get jealous.' Sighing
lightly, he contemplated the first steps he'd made
into a larger world, the world of a full-bore adult
relationship, something he had longed for. He resolved
to make this one work, the familial affection of an
Uncle and Nephew becoming that of true love. Closing
his eyes and dreaming of baseball, Eric drifted off
into an easy and comfortable sleep, nestled in the
arms of his lover.