Date: Fri, 3 Apr 2020 21:37:03 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Mr. Harris and Richie meet again - inistallment 24

Before they went to bed, Richard THOUGHT he could handle whatever the
meeting had unleashed in davey.  As he tried to sleep, he realized, he
couldn't.  Davey was hurting.  He could tell because the man was
twitching in his sleep, crying, and arguing with Otto - all using VERY
fowl language. Davey seemed to be dreaming that Otto had handcuffed him,
so Richard got up, and gently unlocked them.  Davey opened his eyes,like
he didn't recognize the man in front of him.  "Sleep davey.  Sleep.  No
one is going to hurt you.  NO ONE."  Richard got back into bed, and
hugged his husband, who at some point, began to cry, very gently.
 Richard reached over and turned off the alarm.  Davey was taking a sick
day the next day, period.
When davey woke up and  looked at the clock, he jumped  "OH SHIT.  I'm
going to miss my first class."  "No, you're not davey.  You're not going
to work today.  You need a sick day."  "I'm fine Sir. " "Yes, yes, you
are, but you need a day away from there. This is NOT for discussion.  If
I have to tie you to the bed - an interesting idea, I must say - you're
staying home."

'THE KIDS ARE RELYING ON ME SIR"    "The kids did without you for years
and they can do without you for one day."  He buzzed Jason  "Yes Sir?"
Davey could hear Jason .  "Jason, davey is going to need a day off from
school today.  Would you mind calling."  "Already done sir.  Please let
us know if davey needs anything you can't provide."  "Thank you Jason.
 We'll do that?"    Davey tried to curl up in a fetal position away from
Richard.  "YOU DON'T CONTROL ME.  YOU CAN'T DO WHAT YOU JUST DID."
 Richard sighed.  "davey, you need a little break.  You care about those
kids too much.   And that's fine.  But today, you need to let the rest of
the school take care of you, and you need to take care of yourself.  With
me, here.    Now, I'll just wait here and  when you're ready, tell me
what happened.  Tell me what you're feeling.  Maybe I can help. "  He
kissed davey.  "And PLEASE do not forget I love you more than anything in
the world.  ANYTHING."

Davey turned around.  "How can someone like that little guy Otto be
filled with so much venom?  So much HATE?  Why did he try to do that to
me?"   Richard sighed.  "You know, davey, you weren't 'in the life," so
you didn't hear expressions like "fudge packer" and things like that when
you were a young man.  Now, the kids have nastier ways of expressing
themselves.

"Fudge packer?  davey looked puzzled.  "I'm not going to repeat anything
about it love, but you can look it up.  It's mean.  Now they've called it
something else:  I think it's called bottom shaming."

"Bottom shaming?"  I've never heard that.  "  Again, a sigh, and Richard
pulled  him over.     'Davey, if it cost me my restaurant and my right
arm, I would  sell them to protect you from this kind of thing.  But it
wouldn't do any good.  We all talk about how  we are more accepting of
people being gay now.  Maybe that's true.  But there's something uglier,
davey, and it's coming from  some gay people, and then it spreads: it's
not ok to make fun of someone because he's gay anymore, so  you make fun
of him because he's passive, or receptive, or  the bottom, or as that
vile kid called it  "the girl in bed."

"I don't think of myself as a girl in bed Sir.  And I'm not a sissy. "
"No, you're not.  And I have to tell you something.  WAY early in  my
life, I was the passive partner."  Davey's eyes got big, and his mouth
dropped  "YOU WERE?"  Richard laughed.  "Well, yes.  I'm afraid I wasn't
very good at it, and I tell people that I started topping because
bottoming is WAY too hard."  Richard began to cry.  "Davey, I've said
this before, and I'll say it again:  you may very well be the strongest
man I've ever met in my life."

"What do you mean, Sir?"    "Well, you were in a financial bind . I
offered you a choice that was, well, unconventional, to say the least.
Essentially, I made you my whore for a while."  "I didn't think of it
that way Sir.  Well, ok, maybe the first couple of times.  But...."
Richard interrupted.  "But you realized you liked it."  "Davey smiled a
little.  "yeah, I did.  I don't know if I would've liked it if it were
someone else, but I did.  "  "And you know, davey, the minute you
admitted that, you became much stronger than anyone in this house, myself
included?"

Davey looked up.  "you think so?"  Richard grabbed him.  "OH, DAVEY.  I
KNOW SO.  I'm not easy:  I'm difficult, I'm demanding, I have rules, and
you just dealt with them..  "Yes, because you're kind, you're generous,
and you try to make everyone happy first."  Richard smiled.  "run with
that thought davey. I'm going to ask you a couple of questions:  first,
would you like to top?  Not just me, but include me:  would you like to
fuck me, or anyone else?  I'm serious.  Not just people we know: people
you see in magazines, athletes, tv people, anyone?"  Davey blushed.
"When I think of people I find attractive Sir, I always imagine blowing
them.  I never think of being on top.  ' Then he paused.  "If I can be
honest, Mike's long hair reminded me of Heather, and I dreamed of times
when I slept with her, but he was there, instead."  Richard smiled and
thought  "yeah, sounds like me and that piece of work."  "But I don't
anymore Sir.  "  Richard asked again.  "You don't want to top anyone?"
"No Sir .  Not at all."  "Ok, now here's a bigger question and it's not
silly:  do you like bottoming, and being submissive to me?"  "SIR.  I
LOVE IT.  Do you have any idea how much I think about you when you're not
around, how many woodies I've thrown at school when I see you in my head,
when you're getting dressed in the morning, and it's always with you on
me, in me.  "  Richard was feeling a little overwhelmed.  "Ok, we're
going to get ourselves cleaned up and decent, because I have one more
question you may want to think about:  yesterday is bothering you.  WHAT
would make you feel better about it?

"Sir, I've thought about it.  I KNOW what would make me feel better.  I
want to sit down with Otto.  Man to man.  I want to talk to him.  Just
the two of us.  We don't understand each other very well.  And I think
maybe, if we had some time alone, we would.    "  Richard sucked his
teeth in.  "I'm not sure that's a good idea, but let me think about it.
I want to check with my experts on high school boys:  Sara, Coach
Jackson, but most of all, Paul.  "PAUL?"  Yes, davey, Paul.  I would bet
you he's gotten more of this than anyone else we know.  Now, go get a
shower, and try to make yourself look as beguiling as you can.  CHARM
ME?  He smiled.  Davey responded.  "Then I shouldn't get dressed at all."

"Well, it'll be cold.  I wondered if you wouldn't mind taking a walk with
a charming old fashioned guy in a part of the forest we haven't been in
together."  Davey smiled.  "Can we take a blanket?"   Davey loved the
forest, but he would get cold if they sat too long.  "We can take
whatever we want.  I just want to know if you want to go."

"An afternoon with you, during the week, alone?  In the forest?  That's
not a question. "

When davey was getting ready, Richard wandered into the kitchen.  Carla
looked up.  "Is he okay?"  Not yet, love, but he will be.  He's coming
around.  I'm going to take him for a walk in the woods, and I'm going to
ask Paul to talk to him tonight about how mean kids can be.  He already
said he wants to meet with that brat one on one."  Carla grimaced  "If it
were you , I could see it.  Can he handle it?"  Richard shrugged his
shoulders  "I've said he's stronger than I am.  We'll see."

Davey came out, looking gorgeous.  He had pulled his hair back, and was
in an old buttondown, a cable sweater, and some faded jeans.  "come on,
old man.  Get ready. I'm waiting."  "Oh, davey, while he's getting ready,
let me make you a picnic.  Just a few minutes."

Davey went over to Carla.  "Thank you for being there yesterday.  Thank
you for being there always.  "  "OH,  davey,  please.  This is what a
sister does for her brother.  And that's how I think of you.  Now STOP.
Bring that basket out to the car, and wait for your husband. "

It WAS cold, and davey was wearing his gloves while he drove.  "This is
really IS a beautiful place Richard.  Just tell me where to stop.
Richard found a place. "Right here.  We'll be able to find the car easily
in a bit.  Let's leave the picnic, but get the blanket. "

They started walking, Richard going very slowly.  "Is everything ok?"
davey asked him.  "Everything is FINE davey.  I just want to take it all
in because, well, we don't get to see this place too often.  " He grabbed
davey's hand.  "And I've never seen it with you."    He moved from
davey's hand, to his neck, and then around his waist.  "what do you
think?"  "I think it's beautiful.  And I'm glad we brought the blanket
because the ground is cold, and.... "  Davey stopped and looked at
Richard, "you wanna?"  and kissed him.   Richard smiled.  "davey, with
you I ALWAYS wanna.  "Welll.... He put down the blanket.  "Can we see if
the lamb has healed Sir?"  "GRRRR.  Richard responded.  He kissed davey
full on, and gently, very gently put him on the b lanket.  He moved his
chin to davey's neck and gently - very gently rubbed it.  Davey gasped
"TOO rough?"  No  Sir, just new again.  OH.. OH.  It feels so good.  Can
you use some teeth Sir, like a wolf... going for his lamb...."  Richard
was gentle, and davey asked him for more.  "PLEASE SIR.  You always think
you're being rough, when you're just right.   OH... FUCK.  MMMMMM"
Richard moved his hands under davey's butt and began squeezing.  He
looked at him.  "You're a horny lamb, you know that?"  Davey smiled.
"Problems with that?  Do I need to find another ram to satisfy me?"
Richard dug his fingers into davey's ribs.   "BETTER NOT HAPPEN
STUDBOI."  Davey began laughing helplessly.  "NO. NO.  It won't, it
won't.  I promise.  I want one cock in this world. YOURS.  And I want it
NOW.  Deep.  And Hard.  "  Richard smiled.  "Is there a reason you get
everything you want?, and davey laughed.  "Yes.  Because I put up with
you.  That's not easy."  Richard laughed.  "you're right about that.  But
I wanna play with you some more.  " He began opening davey's shirt - he
had gotten the sweater off first.  "Let me get a taste of those
nipples.."  He brushed scruff on them, and then began nibbling  "FUCK
YEAH SIR.  FUCK YEAH.  OH, THOSE KIDS WHO WONT BOTTOM.  THEY DON'T KNOW
WHAT THEY'RE MISSING."  Richard ran his tongue all over davey's torso.
He stopped for a minute, and davey was puzzled.  "Davey, do you want to
top me?  "


"NO SIR.  NO. NO.  NO.  NOT AT ALL.  I WANT YOU TO FILL ME.  PLUG ME.
GIVE ME THAT COCK OF YOURS"  Davey was so loud that the birds talk off,
and Richard started laughing.  "Well, I think you've been pretty clear
about what you want... but... I'm not finished playing with you."  He
rolled his body onto davey's arm, and he pinned down davey's other
wrist.  Then, Richard put his mouth on davey's ear and just started
breathing heavily as he toyed with davey's nipple.  He whispered  "gonna
do this until I think you want it BADLY.   "  "But I want it badly NOW
Sir."  Richard chuckled.  "As the kids say, not even.  I'll check in
every few minutes.  "  And he got to work.  Occasionally, he'd move his
mouth to davey's and give him his tongue.  Davey looked like he was in
agony.  His face was contorted and he was twisting, writhing, trying to
get away from  Richard's fingers.  "You got what you wanted last night,
sweetness.  Today:  it's MY turn.  "  "PLEASE .  Show your husband some
mercy Sir. Please."  Richard smiled.  "Gimme three words.  Here's a
hint.  They're not  "FUCK  ME SIR"   davey smiled.  "I KNOW WHAT THEY
ARE:  I LOVE YOU."  "You win, handsome.  You get the first prize:  a
slighly used, slightly tired, slightly bent, but thicker than average,
shorter than average, mancock."  "I want it more than an Oscar  Sir.
FILL ME."  "With you looking at me davey.  Not like last night. "No Sir,
not like last night.  I love seeing you sweat, and your eyes squint, and
... OH SHIT I LIKE EVERYTHING about you when you fuck me SIR."  Richard
began sliding in. Very, very slowly.  "OH YES.  OH YES.  THAT'S THE WAY.
YOU SHOULD TEACH.  NO.  DON'T TEACH.  STAY WITH ME.  ALWAYS..."  Davey
was clearly aroused, because he began shooting while Richard  was in him,
something he almost never did.  Richard looked at him.  "Do you want me
to stop? HOLD IT FOR TONIGHT.  'FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK NO TOPMAN
HUSBAND.  Find my fucking G spot and POUND IT."  RIchard was laughing
internally, but he knew,  davey needed something.  If he could provide it
this way, well...    A few more thrusts, and then Richard's yell scared
the birds.  He fell down on top of davey.  He was crying lightly.  Davey
held him.  "I hope I'm not too much trouble."  Richard looked at him.
"Oh, you're trouble.  But never too much.  How about we pull the blanket
up, and sleep a little?  We had a bad night? " "We did Sir. I can use a
nap, but only if you hold me, face to face." "Easily done." They wrapped
in the blanket, and slept for about an  hour.

The sun was beginning to go down when they woke up.  "WAIT.  What'll we
do with the picnic?"  Davey asked.  "We'll slip it into Mike's room.  If
Paul is over, it'll be gone by morning.
"Oh, Paul is over tonight.  I forgot to tell you something in the middle
of all of this."  Richard smiled. "OH?  What is that davey? " "Well, Paul
is coming over tonight to watch tv."  "But we don't have a tv.  Oh,
wait.  Is that what you didn't tell me?

"SIR.  Mike, Paul and I all like tv.  So I asked Jason to order one.  He
said  "Ok, just don't tell Richard until it's done."  "I believe that,
but he'd never way Richard."  "Ok, he said don't tell Mr. Harris.  Paul
is taking advanced French, and he has to watch movies.  His folks won't
let him do it at home, so... "

Well, ok, I'll do my part for education. But Paul has to spend some time
with us tonight first. So does Mike.  "  They  headed back to the car.
"Wait a minute Davey."  Richard stopped and pointed to the sky.  "It's
not sunset yet, but I'd love to see sunset here with you.  None are ever
the same.  "   "It's beautiful Sir.  Sunday?"  "We have a date." He
kissed davey.  "Let's get home."

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They got to the house just as Sam was in the process of finishing up the
installation. Jason was smiling.  "I know Sir, I didn't check with you,
but..."  "I was outvoted.  I know, I know.  What  movie are we watching
tonight Paul?"  "Oh, the class assignment was to pick one from a list,
and I picked this one that looked interesting  'Diva'."  Carla came over
and smiled. "OH, mon dieu.  Remember the discussions at that bistro
Richard?  Back and forth between French and English." A nostalgic smile
came over Richard's face.  Oh yes.  The croissants, the cafe au lait.  I
think that's when I decided I wanted to be a retauranteur."  Davey looked
at them.  "Wait.  You and Carla speak French?"  Carla laughed. "oh,
davey, there are always surprises for you here.  Did Richard tell you he
speaks Chinese too?" "NO, he didn't."  "Long story davey, another time.
Mike speaks French too. So, tonight, we watch the movie without
subtitles.  The rest of you will JUST have to  hang on to someone who
speaks French."  He turned to Mike and Paul.  "Sons, I need to ask you to
come and talk to davey and I for a bit before dinner and the movie, ok?
 Davey turned to Richard.  "I choose him."  And Sam to Carla  "I choose
her." Paul turned to Mike.  "DUH."

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Richard, davey, mike and Paul went into the study - the library- and
after they were seated, he said  "Well, I think this may call for
brandy.  Paul, you're not old enough to drink but  "tant pis."  Did they
teach you that yet?  "No Sir."  Mike giggled  "it means "too bad..  The
French use it a lot."   He poured everyone generous pours.  "Davey and I
need your help guys.  You were there yesterday.  You saw what happened. .
How do we go forward."
Paul spoke first.  "Otto is going to be out of school today.  His
shoulder got dislocated at wrestling practice."  Richard feigned
surprise.  "PAUL.  He's not in  your weight class." Paul grinned  "I
didn't say it happened during an actual workout."  Richard was thinking
"is he by any chance my son ? I really like this kid."  Davey spoke
"Seriously kids, what do we do?  I'm going back to school tomorrow, and
I'm not ashamed, but we have to take this chance to educate people.

"Otto is educated, that's for sure," Paul said, and Richard laughed.  "Do
you want another drink young man? I'm liking you more and more."  Mike
was more measured.  "Dads, I spoke to Coach Jackson today.  He's calling
a meeting of ALL the teams, and ALL the coaches.  Two separate meetings.
And the principal is calling the teachers.  Davey, this is what happened
today:  There was a demo at school.  Let me show you the tape.  He opened
his phone.  They saw about 200 students singing "We love you davey/oh yes
we do/ we love you davey/our love is true.  When you're not here with us,
we're BLUE.  Oh daaaavey we love you."  Davey looked up  "did one of you
organize that?"  There was silence.  "Uh, no.  Coach Jackson did."

"I don't know what to say, I just don't.  I'm , I'm overwhelmed."
"AND... Mike added.  "Today I processed your nomination for teacher of
the year." Davey began to cry.  "I, I just don't know what to say.  "Well
I DO."  said Richard.  It's all earned and justified.  "  Then Paul
spoke.  "Look davey, would you come back and speak with the LGBTQ club
alone?  Not with Richard. The topic WILL be bottom shaming.  I'll help
you."

"Yes, I will, but on one condition.  When Otto comes back from his, ahem,
accident, you set up a meeting between he and I to talk about this. JUST
US  Paul .  NO ONE else."

Paul looked surprised and Mike added. "Paul sweetheart, just do it.  "
"Ok, I'll do what I can.  Give him two weeks."  Richard smiled. "I'm glad
we had a chance to drink together,  but it's time for dinner.  "Wait. I
have a question," davey turned to Paul and Mike.  "When I spoke today,
did it surprise either of you?"   They looked at each other.  "you know
what, it didn't , but it's because it's none of  our business. When you
close the door,  that's between you two, just like when we close my
door." Richard interrupted  "Uh no, that's NOT none of our business. Paul
is a minor. I told you that Mike.  Personally, I don't care.  He has
parents.  They matter. " Paul lowered his voice. "I wanted to talk to you
about that guys.  My dad told me today, "if you want those faggots to
adopt you just say so.  Well, I'm going to say so:  would you adopt me."

Richard sighed.  "Well, it's not so easy.  I want to Paul, but then, you
know, my two sons are, well... "  Davey chimed in.  "How about asking
Carla and Sam to adopt him? then it's not two 'faggots, ' and the world
can be at peace." Richard thought for an instant, and then he turned to
Paul.  "She's going to be a VERY tough mother, and her French is VERY
good.  Can you handle it." Paul was on the verge of tears  "Mais oui.  I
don't even need my own room."  Richard frumped up his face.  "We'll see
about that."


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Carla had made a French meal, based on coq au vin, since they were seeing
a French movie.  She even let Richard have a crepe for dessert. When the
dishes were cleared , they sat down for the movie.  "How long is this
Carla?  30 years?  "Closer to 40. OH, goodness, we must have seen it in
revival.  We were babies when it came out. "

There were three cuddling couples during the movie.  At some point,
Richard looked at their son, and Paul.  Mike had his head on Paul's
shoulder, and Paul was slowly inching his hand down Mikel's shirt.  Davey
leaned over  "are  you sure Paul isn't your son?"  Richard answered  "Are
you sure Mike isn't YOURS?"    At the end of the movie,  Carla and
Richard looked at each other, and began barraging Paul with questions in
French .  Mike smiled.  His French may have been the best, but he was
quiet.  Carla looked at Richard.  "I think he learned enough.  How long
is  your presentation?"  "Ten minutes."   She smiled.  "Tomorrow, you
bring over your books.  When I'm not working in the kitchen, we are going
to go over verbs.  The irregular ones.  Welcome to our home, son to be."
Paul blushed.    Richard thought "WHAT blessed spirit is looking down on
me? I had my fantasies, but NOTHING as good as this."