Date: Fri, 6 May 2016 12:39:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: hankbrookscc@comcast.net
Subject: Twenty Years Later  Chapter 5

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			    Twenty Years Later

				 Chapter 5


 "There's a great bunch of guys at the gym," Ari told Mac, as they walked
toward the high school.  "You're gonna like them."

 "Do they know you're a fag?" Mac asked.

 "Yeah!  They do know, and I wish you would say gay instead of fag.  A fag
is a British cigarette."

 "No shit.  I didn't know that.  You gays know everything." Mac said.
"Don't you have a sense of humor.  I was just pulling your leg, Bro."  He
punched Ari lightly in the arm.

 "Look," Ari said.  "These guys play pretty rough.  Are you sure you feel
well enough after...."

 "I appreciate your concern, Ari, but I'm really good this morning."

 "Some of the men bring their girlfriends and wives to watch the game.
Those women belong to someone, so behave yourself.  I don't want to have to
put you back in a bath tub."

 "Sure you do," Mac laughed, "so you can see my cock."

 "You're impossible."  Ari shook his head in defeat.

 When they entered the gym, Mac saw a bunch of women sitting in the stands.
Every one of them was beautiful, and Mac's juices started to flow.  No
wonder Ari had to warn him, he thought.  One girl in particular caught his
eye.  She was younger than the rest, maybe eighteen, and she was more
beautiful than any girl he had ever met or bedded.  The girl saw the newbie
come in with Ari, and her heart skipped a beat, along with Mac's.

 Ari introduced Mac as his step-brother, and everyone shook his hand firmly
to let him know he was welcome.  There were too many names to remember, but
Mac thought that if he played with these men every Saturday morning, he
would eventually learn.

 Ari wasn't kidding, these guys played to kill.  They acted like they were
playing at Madison Square Garden in an NBA game.  At the end of the game,
several of the players told Mac what a great player he was.  Everyone stunk
of sweat.

 "I hope you'll be back next week, Mac," one of the men said.  "You make
the game a real challenge."  The man walked off, and Mac could see that the
pretty young girl was approaching him.

 "What's that guy's name?" Mac asked Ari.

 "Dennis," Ari answered.  "Don't worry.  If you play with us regularly,
you'll learn their names soon enough, and Mac, for what it's worth, I wish
you would."

 "Is that his girlfriend with him?"

 "I don't know.  I've never seen her here before."

 "Then let's be friendly and go over and say hello," Mac leered at Ari, and
Ari got worried.  Maybe it wasn't a good thing to bring Mac here after all.
Ari assumed that Mac was going to make a play for the pretty young girl.

 "Dennis," Mac yelled out, as if they were old friends.  "Aren't you going
to introduce me to your girlfriend?"

 Dennis laughed.  "Laurie isn't my girlfriend, she's my baby sister, so say
hello, and treat her with respect."

 Mac was offended.  "I always treat women with respect."

 "Chill," Dennis said.  "I was just kidding.  Mac this is my sister
Laurie." He said, making a formal introduction.  His sister.  Mac's heart
beat faster.

 "I'd like to shake your hand," Mac said, "but I'm all sweaty.  I sure am
glad to meet you, Laurie."

 "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mac.  Will you be playing with the guys
regularly?" Laurie asked hopefully.

 "You can bet on it."

 "Great.  I'll see you next week then, if I don't have to work.  For now, I
think you guys should get home, and into a shower.  You all smell bad."

 Ari knew how Larry looked at him, and how his father and Arlen looked at
each other.  He did not mistake the look passing between Laurie and his
brother.  He had a big grin on his face, and a hope in his heart, that
Laurie would be the girl for Mac, the one to get him to settle down.  He
even dared hope that if Mac fell in love, his heart would soften, and his
hatred for gays would fade away.  It was a lot to hope for, but he prayed
for it to happen just the same.

 Walking home, Mac didn't seem to be walking at all.  It was more like he
was floating in the air.  Ari knew why.  His brother was in love.

 He asked innocently, "Did you have fun?  Did you like the guys?"

 "I had a blast.  Thanks for asking me along, Bro."

 Mac was so different coming home than going to the gym, that Ari dared ask
him how much his rent was.  "We each pay $750 a month, but if you're
thinking of moving in, forget about it.  We don't have the space, and the
guys wouldn't want a fa... gay man moving in with them."

 "I wouldn't want to move in there, even if it were rent free, but I have
an idea.  I know how you could live rent free, and we could make our dad
the happiest man in the world, even happier than he is now.  His house has
a third bedroom.  He uses it as an office now, but I know he would gladly
turn it back into a bedroom, if you moved in with us.  He loves you so
much.  He talks about you so much, and misses you so much, that I get bored
listening to him.  He's a different man since you came to us yesterday."

 At the moment, there was nothing Mac wanted more than to move in with his
`family,' but he continued to put on an act.  "I don't know about that.
You and Larry would be fucking in one room, and our dads would be fucking
in the other.  I don't know if I could tolerate all that gay sex going on
all around me."

 Ari was stunned.  He knew that Mac was kidding about not wanting to move
in with his newly reunited family, but he had just referred to Arlen and
Kenzie as `our dads'.  He decided to play along with Mac.

 "What are you afraid of straight boy?  Do you think we could ever convert
you, any more than you could convert us?"

 Mac knew immediately that they were joking with each other.  He liked Ari
a lot, and finally he wanted to let him know.  "Ari, Ari," he said.  "Of
course I want to live with my family.  You all keep telling me that you
love me, even the two guys I haven't met yet.  Well, now I want to tell you
that I love you too, like a brother, of course."

 Ari stopped dead in his tracks, and gave Mac a big, brotherly hug.  Mac
loved embracing his brother, but he said, "Let go of me, gay brother.  You
smell like a sewer."

 When they got home, they found a note from Arlen, saying that he was going
food shopping.  They needed more stuff in the house, now that there were
three of them.  Ari suggested that Mac shower in the guest bathroom, and he
would use the master bathroom.

 "Why not shower together?" Mac asked.  "Haven't you ever showered with a
bunch of guys in a locker room?"

 "Sure I have, but I'm gay.  Do you know how hard it was not to get a
boner, and betray myself in the locker room after a game?"

 "Look," Mac said, "we were in the same shower last night.  You put
ointment up my ass.  Why are you the up-tight one all of a sudden?"

 "I was dressed then, and you were hurting."

 "Ari, I really would like you to do my back, and I'll do yours.  We're
brothers.  Believe me nothing is going to happen."  Ari could only wonder
how Mac would feel about fathers and sons having sex.  "Besides, I want to
know how big you get when you're hard.  Unfortunately, I won't get hard,
but I promise to let you see my morning woodie."

 "That'll happen a lot.  Larry, you and I will be sharing the hall
bathroom."

 So they showered together, and Ari got hard, which made Mac laugh.  The
most intimate thing that happened was when Ari wanted to examine Mac's ass
to see how it was healing.  It was still a little red, so Ari said he would
apply a little bit of ointment after the shower.

 As they were drying themselves, Ari said jokingly, "I don't know how I got
through that.  I wanted desperately to grab your cock and suck it."

 "I don't think I would let you do that," Mac said, "but if we wanted to
jack each other off, that would be all right.  I hear that brothers do that
for each other all the time."

 Ari wasn't sure if Mac was continuing to banter with him, or if he was
serious.  He intended to find out, if they ever showered together again,
probably next Saturday.

 Suddenly, Ari's gaydar kicked into high gear.  Something about Mac did not
ring true.  He went from bigot to loving son and brother in a few short
hours.  Ari wondered if Mac could be a gay man, in denial so deep, he
didn't know himself that he was gay.  To hide his urges, he did everything
he could to act macho, and the best way to do that was to belittle gay men.
To add strength to his theory, he realized that it was Mac, who suggested
they shower together.  That was hardly the action of a straight man.

 When Arlen came home, he announced that they would have lunch at home, but
he was taking his two sons out to dinner to celebrate his reunion with Mac.
At lunch, Ari presented Arlen with the proposition of converting his office
to a bedroom, and having Mac move in with them, only he said, "have Mac
move home with his new family."

 "You would want that?" Arlen asked incredulously.

 Mac nodded, and Arlen began to cry again.  All Mac could think about was
that fags cried at everything, but he didn't care.  He wasn't holding up
too well himself.

 "Dad, I can't leave my friends in the lurch for rent.  I need to find them
another roommate before I can move out.  It's not going to be hard.  We
have any number of friends who have wanted to move in with us."

 "We can pay the rent until you find someone, but you could still move home
as soon as possible.  We won't stiff your buddies, I promise."

 "We have a month to month lease," Mac said.  I'll give them sixty days to
find a new roommate.  How does that sound?"

 "What do you have there besides your clothes and personal stuff," Ari
asked.

 "The apartment is furnished.  I do need a ride home to get my car and
clothes and stuff.  Would you guys come home with me.  I'd like my friends
to meet my father and my brother, but please don't let on that you're both
gay.  They might think that..."  He never finished the sentence.  "If we go
in three cars, we can easily move my stuff today."

 Ari was offended that Mac wanted to keep him and their father in the
closet, but he realized how far his brother had come in less than a day,
and he decided that discretion was indeed, the better part of valor.  Maybe
there would come a day, when he would feel secure enough to tell his
friends.

 Ari thought that was the end of the conversation, and that they should get
a move on, but Arlen said, "Wait boys.  I need to tell Mac something before
he moves in."

 Ari grew cold, and he started to shiver.  He knew that Arlen was about to
reveal their relationship, and he was afraid that Mac would change his mind
about living with them.  There was no stopping the inevitable.  Arlen took
Mac's hands, and started to talk.

 "I think, Mac, that you have a sense of how much love passes between us
and Larry and Ari's dad.  We love each other deeply, more than I could make
you understand."  Arlen took a deep breath.  While we are all separated,
Larry and Kenzie have been making love with each other, and Ari and I have
done the same."

 He waited for a reaction from Mac, but Mac said nothing.  His face was
expressionless.  Finally, he said, "I kinda suspected."

 Ari and Arlen could not remain as stoic as Mac had.  "How did you know?"
Ari asked.

 I thought it was kind of odd that you knew what kind of underwear our
father wore."

 "I could have seen it in the wash."

 "I never thought of that."

 "You don't mind?  You still want to move in with us?" Ari asked
pleadingly.

 "Dad said that love was giving pleasure to someone else.  I guess I'm all
right with it, but please don't make too much noise tonight."  They enjoyed
a group hug.

 When they arrived at Mac's apartment both roommates were there.  They were
resting up for what they hoped would be a wild Saturday night.  Mac wasn't
at all jealous that he wasn't joining them.  His life was exciting enough
at the moment.

 He introduced Ari as his step-brother, and Arlen as his father.  They all
shook hands warmly.

 I'm glad you were with family," one of them said, "At first, we figured
you didn't come home last night because you were shacking up with some
girl, but when your boss called, we were really worried."

 Mac told them his intentions, and the men were mildly upset.  "Cheer up,
Gents," Mac said.  "We're still friends, and I'll call Jim Henderson as
soon as I can.  He's always wanted to move in with us.  This will be his
opportunity.  However long it takes to get a replacement for me, my dad has
promised to cover my share of the rent."

 After the cars were loaded, Mac hugged his friends goodbye.  "As soon as I
get settled, I'll make plans to go out with you guys one evening.  Don't
look so sad."  Everyone was so emotional, Mac had to run out of the
apartment.

 They loaded everything into the office/third bedroom.  "Next weekend,
we'll take the office furniture into the basement," Arlen said.  "I have
the bedroom furniture stored there, and we'll move that upstairs.  In the
meantime, Mac, you can continue to sleep with me."

 "No way," he said.  "I'll sleep in Ari's room, and he'll sleep with you.
I have no intention of breaking up a beautiful friendship."

 "We should get ready to go out to dinner," Arlen said to relieve the
tension he was feeling.

 "I don't know about you guys, but I need another shower after all that
hauling we did," Ari said.

 "Good idea," Arlen said, and headed for his bathroom.

 "Wanna shower together again?" Ari asked Mac.  Mac just smiled and headed
for the bathroom.

 "When they were in the shower, and soaping themselves up, Ari asked, "Are
we going to do it?"

 "I'd like to," Mac said smiling.  "I haven't gotten my rocks off in over
seventy-two hours, not even to whack off."

 Ari grew bold.  He went from soaping Mac's back to soaping his cock and
balls.  Mac erected instantly.  "Now I know how big you are, Bro," Ari
said.

 Mac took hold of Ari's cock and started to soap it also.  "You're well
hung yourself, Bro," Mac said.

 They stroked each other lovingly.  They were both making little purring
sounds, but they began to breathe hard at the same time.  "I'm cumming,"
they yelled together, and they did.  While they were getting their breaths
back, Mac hugged Ari, and kissed him on the cheek.

 "Thanks," he said.  "I needed that.  Like I told you, I always wanted a
brother."

 In the restaurant that evening, Arlen looked at his two boys, and he knew
that they had engaged in some sort of sex together.  He was very confused.

 To be continued...