Date: Thu, 9 Oct 2014 10:35:07 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected 18 James and Philip

Unexpected 18 James and Philip


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To Canadian readers Happy Thanksgiving. May you have a wonderful day with
friends and family. In many ways, we as Canadians have a lot to be thankful
for.

To other readers I hope that you enjoy this chapter while we overeat and
drink way too much wine. Cheers.

Previously

Inside the bedroom, "Philipo, you told me before the match to hold a
thought. It has been in my mind since then."

He looked at me and then suddenly remembered. "Haven't been ravished in a
long time. Are you sure you are up to it, big guy?"

Actions always speak louder than words. I almost tore his clothes off. I
pushed him onto the bed. "Stay there. Don't move." It was an order. I
undressed slowly in front of him. I was rock hard by the time I
finished. "This is for you." I pulled my cock down and released it. It
sprung up hitting my stomach.

He smiled. "Bring it on you sexy bugger. Or am I supposed to say no, no,
not that."

In my best nasty, manly voice. "Say whatever you want. It won't change a
thing."

He pretended to cringe and I was on him. There was no holding back. By the
time, we finished exhausted, I had scratches on my back. I could see the
marks on his shoulders where I had nipped him. I could still feel where he
pinched and slapped my ass as I got him off the bed to take him standing
up. His nipples were still red and enlarged from being teased and
squeezed. There was cum over the floor where he had finished, swearing from
the onslaught of his orgasm. My legs almost couldn't support me.

I turned him around and kissed him gently before leading him back to bed. I
turned him on his side with my arms around him from behind. I held him as
tightly as I could whispering intimate things in his ear. The next thing I
knew, I was awake and he was sucking me in the brightening dawn.

"I thought that you didn't do anything to sleeping men."

"Only after they ravish me."

We didn't get out of bed for quite a while but we did make it to work on
time.

Present

Time past very quickly in the next few weeks. Arrangements were completed
for San Francisco. Everyone had a valid passport so we crossed that off our
lists. We had our Powers of Attorney in our carry on bags. Jeremy sent out
invitations to friends for a games night at our place on his birthday that
happened to be on a Sunday so we set the date for the Saturday night
before. He asked us not to mention that it was his birthday but we could
celebrated it once everyone was here. It was for the guys only, no
girlfriends.  We started to buy or rent some of the games and secured
enough computers that the guys could play multiplayer games. The menu was
set, mostly BBQ and things we could buy in bulk from various stores. We did
have him check for allergies or dietary restrictions. We set a date for
David to come from supper in the week after the birthday.

One night in early May, we sat down to discuss university and
courses. Jeremy was emphatic that he would go to the local university which
had an excellent reputation. He and his mother agreed that, given the
disruption in their lives, he would live with us. We were more than
pleased. We would have to adapt to the fact that he was at university, an
adult. Because he was not living in the the dorms, he was not going to have
what I considered the full university experience. I knew that we could
discuss it with him and come up with expectations that were reasonable. We
would not have the same expectations as for a high school student living at
home. We would work it out.

He had decided on Business and Accounting with some computer courses if
that were possible. We had had long talks about both programs and we had
each taken him to work for partial days to see us in action. It had gone
well. He had already filled out his forms and had the necessary
documentation to submit with the forms. Our guy was very well organized. I
had had a brilliant idea. He could talk to David on the night that he had
supper at our place; he had gone to the local university. We would
disappear and David could talk about his experiences and his outlook on
accounting. It was not a field for everyone. You had to like that type of
work. If his talk with David changed his mind, he could change the
selection of his majors on his application as the deadline for submission
was June 5.

The night of the party came. What a blast! I had forgotten what it was like
to have that many guys of that age in one place at the same time. Energy
that I forgotten about. In addition, their team had played their last game
with a great win and had finished second in the league, not bad considering
their third, last placing last year. They were up for a team party even
though there were other guys who were not players at the party. Luckily, we
had a big back yard and they quickly organized some football and soccer
matches between themselves. Philip and I joined in some of the games,
especially the soccer matches. The guys were impressed by the play of the
oldies. Lots of good natured comments. We finally excused ourselves to get
the food ready.

Luckily, the three of us had discussed one matter before everyone
arrived. We had decided on the answer to a possible question. So I was
ready when one of the guys, Carl, had come up to me after a trip to the
washroom. "Can I ask a question?" He was a tall, good looking and well
built young man. He seemed quite hesitant and unsure of himself. He looked
around to see if anyone else was listening. "You and Philip live here
together. Are you friends or, or ...." He seemed lost for works.

I looked at him with a little smile "Or partners?"

He blushed but nodded yes. I nodded yes. He finally screwed up the
courage. "Could I talk to you sometime?"

He looked so thankful when I said yes and told him that it would go no
further, not even to Jeremy. He looked really relieved. Later, I arranged a
time and place after school for a chat.

How can guys eat so much and still look trim and fit? These guys were in
great shape and were trim young men at that stage of life, slim, trim but
well developed, before they began to fill out and change shape a bit as we
all did in our mid to late 20s and 30s. We had figured an amount per guy
and then added a lot more. There was just enough left for Philipo and me to
have a hamburger, share a sausage and have some potato salad by the end of
the feeding frenzy. Thank goodness we had bought a lot of soft drinks in 1
litre sizes. They too dwindled fast. Dessert was as if the locusts had
descended. Nothing but destruction was left behind.

The guys were great, some had great voices as they sung happy birthday to
Jeremy. They were actually on tune, well mostly.

Philip and I sang a rendition of the old rugby song Why was he born so
beautiful.

Why was he born so beautiful?

Why was he born at all?

He is no bloody use to anyone.

No bloody use at all.  (it is repeated with even more gusto)

We were together and on key. After the repetition, when we had the guys
join in, we received a resounding shout of approval as well as all the
appropriate comments to Jeremy. I could see from his look to us that he was
really touched. Again, I wondered how his father could mess this up so
badly and how could we be so lucky.

The rest of the night was exuberant as only guys that age can be whether it
was games of poker, asshole or ones that I had never heard of before. The
computer games were equally explosive. The guys finally left around
midnight. I had noticed that Kent had stayed aloof that night from
Jeremy. It looked as if he was staying a good distance from him and us. It
struck me as a bit odd but maybe both guys didn't want to out the other
guy. Everyone left with profuse thanks for a great night. One of the real
jock guys had quietly said to me that we had changed any stereotypes that
he had. A good night indeed.

When all the guys had left, Jeremy threw himself on the couch. "Guys, I
can't thank you enough. What a great evening! Can't imagine a better
birthday. Let's clean up." In fact, one of the guys had organized the
others and we were only left with stacked plates, a few dirty serving
dishes and a bag of garbage but all three of us pitched in and were
finished quickly. That was when I blessed the invention of the dishwasher.

Jeremy looked as us as we left the kitchen. "You gave me that big hug that
night after our first meeting. Come here." He put his arms around us and
hugged us hard. Nothing else was said as he went down the hall to his
room. I told Philipo about my thoughts on Jeremy's father and Philipo's
only reply was 'aren't we the lucky ones'. With that, we showed each other
how lucky we were in another way. That celebration capped the night.

We went to church the next day as a family with Jennifer joining us for the
family celebration of Jeremy's birthday. Father Gregory had blessed him
quietly as we left the church. I think that it was that day that Jeremy
finally realized that he had joined the family. It was Marcus and Anna that
really convinced him with their youthful enthusiasm yet quiet acceptance of
him as their cousin. There were presents, a wonderful lunch, loving, funny
comments with lots of hugs and kisses. I noticed yet again that Jeremy had
really bonded with Gio and Kevin. I heard Pops talking to him about his
football team with real interest and affection. You can't fake that. I
could tell that Jennifer was happy as well. She too felt accepted and part
of this crazy family.

The week went fast and suddenly I was opening the door. "Hi boss." David
handed me a bottle of wine for our supper on Saturday night. Again, I
realized that he was a good looking young man, smaller than any of us but
trim and well built. I kept thinking that if he would just somehow change
his hair stylist, he might look even better. None of my business.

"Are you going to call me boss all night. I do have a first name."

"I just don't feel comfortable with calling my boss by his first name. I
like 'boss'. I don't mean it in pejorative way."

Well spoken and not afraid to say what he felt. I like that in people. "As
you wish. Come on in and meet everyone."

We went into the kitchen where Philipo was putting the finishing touches on
the cannelloni that we had prepared. "Philipo, David." They gave each other
a hearty handshake. "Jeremy!" I shouted from the kitchen. I heard him
coming down the hall.

"You must be David. You lucky bugger going to San Francisco. I have to stay
and work for slave wages for these guys." I gave him a shot in the arm as
we all laughed at his forlorn voice. We had arranged a schedule for him
that had him with my firm for two and half days with Philipo's firm for the
other two and half days. He had insisted on basic labour work with
Philipo. We made sure that his pay was considerably more than the Metro so
that he could put money aside for university next year. I wanted him to
feel that he was contributing and working for his education. Nothing was
entirely free. My plan which I had started to formulate that night as we
fended off his drunk, enraged father was working.

We had a lot of compliments for our supper from David and Jeremy. We talked
of Jeremy's final year of high school and our trip to San Francisco. We
left early so that they could talk in the living room. We went down the
hall to our little den and turned on the music system and listened to music
and read. We heard the odd laughter and high spirits. The guys had hit if
off. Jeremy appeared in the door.

"Great talk. I'll tell you about it tomorrow. I guess you guys want to talk
about San Francisco."

We went over the itinerary and looked at all our tickets and
arrangements. We knew that David would leave on the Monday and we would
leave the next day. We decided on some things that we wanted to do together
on the Sunday. We left the Saturday night open for whatever we decided when
the conference ended. We all knew that it would be in the Castro that night
and perhaps Sunday night as well. Luckily we had some free time after the
Sessions on Thursday and Friday.

Later in the week, I noticed that Jeremy seemed a little quieter than
usual, thoughtful. We hadn't seen or heard of Kent since the night of the
party at our place. After supper on Thursday, I decided to give him an
opening. "You seem pensive. Penny for your thoughts or has inflation taken
that up to a looney (the Canadian one dollar coin, no dollar bills here any
more)?"

"You really do read me well. Yeah, Kent."

"I noticed that he was stand offish at your party with you and with us."

"He has hardly talked to me and early this week, I found out from a friend
that he has invited a young lady to the graduation dance. I didn't expect
him to ask or consult me but I thought that we might talk about it. He is
basically avoiding me. Nothing. I know that he is leaving town and I figure
that a long distance relationship at our age isn't going to work. He could
at least have sat down and talked about things with me. We were pretty damn
close up to three weeks ago." I looked at him. "I know it is not going to
be easy and you waited a long time but I sort of expected more from
him. Maybe a lesson for me."

I grabbed him and gave him a hug. Didn't say much. I just wanted him to
know that I cared. "What are you going to do about the graduation dance?"

"Well, there is a girl and we talk. She is not the best looking or one of
the 'in' girls. I might see what she has planned and somehow let her know
that we could go together, nothing serious just a chance to go, to see our
friends and to dance. I don't want to out myself but I would like to go to
the dance. If not, I might talk to some of my soccer buddies and see if I
can go stag.

"Any of those guys in the same position as you?" I was thinking of Carl.

"Don't think so but maybe some are like me although I assume many of the
guys have figured out my orientation. I shall be so glad to get to
university and be myself. You said a while back that we earned our trust
and you said to say the name Colin." He looked at me.

I guess that it was the time and place. "It is almost a year ago. Colin
lived here with me and had been for almost a year. We had been to the club
on Friday and had an interesting night there and back here." I looked at
him and we smiled. "We had breakfast the next morning and he seem
distracted. After some prompting by me, he finally told me that he had a
job offer starting the next week, in Toronto. Not a word before that
morning, he was leaving me, just like that."

Jeremy looked dumbfounded. "What did you say, do?"

"That surprised me. I felt as if I had been punched in the stomach but my
mind told me that he had saved telling me until the last moment because I
wasn't part of his plan and it was easier for him to just drop it on me. I
got up and left the room. When he said my name to my back, I turned my
head, not my body, I wasn't staying to talk. I told him that he had said
and done enough for one day. I left and went to Tom's. Oh first, I cried
like a kid in my car." We laughed. "He left the next week. He slept in the
den. It was an uncomfortable week. I probably should have thrown him out.

The best luck I have ever had. You know the rest. A couple of months later,
Philipo and I met. I told him my story but he forgot for a while to tell me
part of his story; his parents and family didn't know that he was gay."
Jeremy's eyes bulged out. "I, in effect, told him that it would be a major
problem and hinted it was a deal breaker if he figured that I would live
like that. Family is important to me. We planned to tell his parents and
family after Thanksgiving but Tony showed up at Philipo's one Saturday
morning in late September at breakfast time. I was there in a robe, naked
underneath and Philipo was in the kitchen in underwear with no shirt or t
shirt, almost naked. Tony was great; he helped break it to the family in
October after Thanksgiving. We have had lots of talks about talking to each
other and sharing. I think that is when we started really earning each
others trust."

"I had no idea. That's why you keep on me about sharing and not holding
back."

Smart young man, I nodded yes. "You have it right. By the way, I don't know
if you want my feelings on coming out to people." He nodded yes. "Your
sexuality is no ones business but yours. You are lucky. Your parents know
and your other family knows. You don't have to tell anyone else. When I was
at university, I had a pretty active life and usually, if asked, I would
tell the truth but I didn't broadcast it. There are still people out there
who don't like gays and can make life difficult. Watch yourself for the
first while and make some friends just on the basis of you, being you. Find
people who will watch your back."

"Thanks, Dad, that is exactly what I was thinking. That is sort of what I
have done at school. It has worked. A lot of guys are really impressed with
you and Philipo. You have changed some minds. I get the benefit. I guess
that I shall just play it by ear with Kent. As far as I can see and feel,
it is over and don't really want to start it up again. He hasn't earned my
trust now."

I gave my usual reassuring hug that I was there for him.

Jeremy's chat with David hadn't changed his mind; in fact, he seemed more
certain that accounting and forensic accounting would be his future. He was
really interested in matching his brain against someone who might be
cheating a business. He sent in his application early with his original
choices.

June came and was going fast. Philip and I had a lot to do to get ready to
leave for San Francisco. We had supper in the second week of June. Jeremy
was studying for his final exams. He had already written one and figured
that he did well on it. Philipo and I had finished some work around the
house and sat down in the study.

He sighed. So I asked if there was a problem. He looked at me and said that
he had two. I gave the signal to give me the details. "I have been getting
things ready so that I can leave for SF and I was looking through our
accounting system. Something bothered me and I compared this year to the
start of June with last year in the same time period. We are off this
year. But we have won more contracts and raised our prices in accordance
with some of the price rises that we have incurred. In fact, we had to hire
some men for some new crews. I figured that our profits would be up this
year as we have taken on more. I am not sure what to do."

I went into my thinking mode, cocking my head to the side. "Maybe this is
time for the The Accountants to be called in." I said it with a flourish as
if the super heroes were about to arrive. We were both smiling. When I had
started the firm a year after finishing university, I had started with just
myself and another guy with a skeleton staff. I chose the name The
Accountants and to my surprise, the name was not taken by anyone else in
Canada. So we were the The Accountants. "In fact, I have an idea." Philipo
just smiled and muttered that he should have figured that. "I would like to
give David a job in forensic accounting that is a challenge. I would treat
this as a training exercise. The firm wouldn't have to charge the much
higher fee that the established firms do. To be honest, I cannot just take
him off his other work and let him do this for free. Look if he finds
nothing, I won't charge much."

"The firm doesn't expect anything for free. Do you really think that it
needs that kind of a look."

"Why don't you go over it with your accountant and if your questions are
not answered, call us in."

"On quick reflection, I think that I would like this done by someone
outside, on the quiet. I have not been totally happy with our present
guy. Pops hired him a long time ago and he is getting a bit old. The firm
may have outgrown him. I think that he should have retired by now. Speak to
David and we can make the arrangements. I can back up the system and give
it to you so that he could start his work in your office."

"First problem dealt with. You said that you had a couple of problems."

He gave me a look which was hard to interpret given our discussion so
far. "Well, I saw this guy today." He paused. "He was one hot fucker and he
got me totally horny."

I think I saw a faint smile. Philipo didn't use that kind of language very
often. He was up to something. "Oh yeah, where and when did you see your
vision?" I tried to sound and look very stern.

"He was cooking supper when I first saw him. What an magnificent ass!" He
looked as if he was contemplating a fine picture. "Then he turned
around. Wow. I have seen him a couple of times since and I like the way he
moves and talks. Good ideas a lot of the time. I like looking at him when
he is all serious, solving problems. A real turn on." He stopped shaking
his head in wonder with a shudder of his body.

"I might be able to solve that problem as well but it will cost."

"What and how much?"

"Some great dancing and some very great nights and mornings in a hotel in
the Castro."

He stood up and moved to me. "I would like to seal that deal right now and
solve my little problem."

"Doesn't appear to be a little problem to me." He was close enough that I
reached out and fondled his now hard cock.  I shook my head in wonder. "Big
problem! But I know the solution." I kissed him.. "That is just the start."

He put his arm around me and we turned off lights as we walked down the
hall. "Night Jeremy." We both yelled together. We heard a muffed 'night'
from behind his door.

I can never explain how connected I am to this man. We can joke and
laugh. We can be serious and problem solve. We can give our love to Jeremy
and our families but our core now is between the two of us or at least it
is for me.

He watched me undress. As I did it, he let his hands brush over his own
basket which was filling out very quickly. Oh god, he was stimulating
himself. I could tell that his motions on himself were becoming more
intense and more specific. His eyes were smouldering with the same
intensity as his fingers rubbed the outline of his erection. Just watching
and looking at him was inflaming me more and more. He smiled as I slipped
my shorts up and off my very hard cock. With no subtlety tonight, he
literally shed his clothes. He looked at me and stepped forward and before
I knew it, I was lying on the bed with him over me.

"Horny doesn't even begin to describe what I feel right now. I want to
devour you. Make you mine."

"I don't know where this came from but lover, don't hold back. I want you
hard and fast. Do what you want with me. I'm yours, you gorgeous stud." I
laughed as I said it but I meant ever word as hackneyed as they were. He
knew that I meant it.

"I was at work this afternoon and I thought about you; I actually had a
daydream with you as the star. There I was in the office and you were naked
in my daydream moving your hips so that you hard cock was moving from side
to side and sometimes around.  I could see you undressed standing looking
at me. Then, I remembered that time that you stood there and your cock went
from soft slowly to standing hard and proud sticking up. Then when I saw
you tonight making supper with that magnificent ass, I knew what had to
happen tonight. Fuck, fuck, you mean so much to me."

I reached over and got the lube and did the job on both of us. "Shut up and
fuck me." I looked at him with awe. "No make love to me. Philipo, you do
know how much I love you?"

"I can guess because I know how I feel about you."

I love it when he kisses me as I place him at my entrance and he moves
slowly in circles and then he very slowly moves in, never breaking the
kiss. Then the slow progress in as my body feels his thickness and I feel
invaded and full. The pressure is wonderful. Tonight, I had my hands
between us and I slowly stroked his cock as it went in until my fingers
were just teasing his balls. He was already breathing heavily. This was not
going to last long. But oh it felt great.

He started slowly in and out; then I could feel him increasing the speed a
little at a time. He would stop every so often and just go slowly over my
prostate and then suddenly go in hard and fast and hold himself there
pressing into me while his kissed me or bit my nipples. My stomach was wet
with precum and he was often moving over my cock with his stomach pressing
down on it. The pressure on my cock was incredible almost better than a
hand. All the sensations were incredible. I suddenly realized that my
orgasm was approaching without either of our hands touching me. That had
never happened to me before. I started to move my body to get more contact
and pressure and suddenly it started. The tingling in my groin was
incredible and then the contractions that almost hurt shot stream after
stream out between us. I cried out in pleasure. I saw a look of surprise
and accomplishment on his face.

I felt him plunge into me a couple of times and then hold hard against me
fully in, holding his upper body as close as he could get. He had held his
breath and suddenly start to breathe like a long distance runner. I could
feel his contractions in all his muscles.

When his breathing slowed and he came out of me. "Lover that should make
great viewing some afternoon this winter in your office. I know that I
shall close my door some day and relive that. Philipo, I do love you more
than I can express."  He just held me tighter gently kissing my neck.



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