Date: Thu, 5 Jun 2014 14:05:30 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected 8

Unexpected 8

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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile
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Author's Note

Chapter 8 and 9 begin to see some changes in the story, not necessarily for
the bad. Hope you enjoy.

Previously

New Years Eve.

I made him lie on his side but turned towards the bed with legs splayed
open. I was able to stroke his ass, kiss it and lick it. I spread his
cheeks apart and could see his wet opening, a turn on. I liked this
position because I could kiss his neck and use my hands on his chest and I
could reach his cock. I managed to get him hard again as well. Suddenly,
the mood changed. We made love. It was slow and intense. When I came again
it was with an incredible feeling of love and attachment to this man. When
I realized that he was still hard, I made him do the same thing to me. I
simply revelled in the physical and mental closeness that had developed
between us.

So at some point that morning totally satiated, we kissed a final time and
I woke up the next morning.

Present

I woke in the morning to hear the soft sounds of sleep from my partner. I
looked at him sleeping so innocently. Right, innocent. This was the man who
had had wild passionate sex with me and then had made love to me early in
the morning. I could not help thinking back to this time last year with
Colin. There was just not the same connection. For Colin, he was the centre
of everything. Oh he was not bad in bed but I realized now that we had
never had the connection of caring, fun and family that this man and I had
for each other and each of us for the others family.

I knew exactly how he would be this morning. We would pleasure each
other. He would coral me, herd me in the kitchen and touch me softly and I
would feel so loved and possessed by this man. He would do his touch and
feel routine all through breakfast. I would return it out of sheer joy.

He eventually slowly came awake. "You staring at me again, perving on my
splendid body."

"Yep and trying to remember what happened last night. Did we do something
after everyone left?"

He stopped as if he were thinking. "Yeah, you yawned a lot and told me how
tired you were and fell asleep, leaving me frustrated and alone." He sighed
pathetically.

"Could I make up for it now?"

"Better late than never." Sighed again, louder. "I guess?"

By this time, we were both trying to look serious. "Maybe I should be
punished."

"You mean like this?"

He rolled over already hard just from talking. He rolled me over and gave
me quite a few light slaps on the ass and thighs. I think I said quite
loudly that I had been very bad and that I needed more.  He followed my
directions to the letter. Needless to say we didn't get up for a while. No,
wrong words, we didn't get out of bed for a while. Oh yes, he did his
herding thing in the kitchen and we touched a lot over breakfast.

The telephone rang at 11, Gio, at his best. "You two are actually up and
out of bed. Amazing!"

"Out of bed but not up anymore."

There was a pause and what I suspected was a stifled chuckle. "Didn't need
that information! Could we come over for lunch? You have lots of
leftovers."

"We?"

"Yeah, Kev and I. He has a comfortable couch."

I decided to abandon the next quip that instantly came to mind which would
have been 'comfortable for two'? Figured that would be going too far. I
herded my near naked guy to the shower and we had a quick shower. Probably
would have been even faster if we had showered separately.

Tom and Eric had arranged to come as well and so very shortly after 12:30,
we had lunch with my best friends and with Gio, a guy who was becoming very
special to me and the dark horse, Kevin. I looked at Kev and Gio
surreptitiously during the meal. There was a bond. They had obviously
enjoyed each others company. I couldn't help wondering if Gio was in over
his head or oblivious to what he was doing. How far had they gone? I
finally realized that there was nothing that I could do without being
really presumptuous or overly protective. Gio was a grown man but did he
realized the position that he was putting Kevin in? I finally made myself
stop thinking about it. Maybe he would come to me at some point to talk.

We had a great lunch. The group really melded well and there was lots of
discussion and little jibes between friends. We finally decided to meet
down at the rink for a little 3 on 3 hockey. We made sure the groups of
friends were split up. I had Eric and Gio. Not only did we have fun but
some older teenagers joined us and soon found out that the 'old' guys were
in good shape and could out skate them. We ended up back at Tom and Eric's
for some Thai take out and beer. What a wonderful way to start the New
Year.

We drove Kev and Gio back to our place to pick up cars. As we walked to the
front door, Gio was walking with me, with Kev and Philip talking a bit
behind us.

Gio looked at me. "I saw you watching Kev and me. How about lunch next week
for a little talk?"

"You don't have to. It is none of my business."

"I know but I want to talk. Kev and I are going out for supper on
Wednesday. How about Tuesday lunch?"

I knew that my calendar was open. Wednesday supper for the two of them,
better let him talk to me. "Between just you and me or can I talk to
Philipo?"

"Just you and me right now. But not a big deal."

We were just inside the house when Philip stopped dead in his tracks. "What
the hell is happening? Gio? Kev?"

Innocently, "Oh, so you noticed?"

"Cute. The innocent routine. I saw you and Gio talking in front of the
house."

"We were just arranging to meet for lunch on Tuesday. You know
brothers-in-law have to chat every once in a while."

His eyes narrowed. He had the look. He didn't really believe me but I knew
that he trusted me. So he left it at that.

Lots of accolades back a work. In fact, one guy came up and said that from
what he had heard, he wished that he had stayed at my place. His girlfriend
had dragged him off to another party and even she wished they had
stayed. Not bad for our first big party.

Then it was double duty getting the house ready for the renovations and we
spent all our spare time moving all the stuff for daily living back to
Philip's condo. I liked his place but he even commented that it didn't feel
like home. My heart skipped a beat yet again. I was looking forward to
making the house even more our place and was certainly anticipating the new
kitchen and general brightening up of the house with new paint and some new
decorations.

Time passed quickly and it was suddenly Tuesday noon. Gio came in looking
very good. He had a new haircut. He looked more stylish and
sophisticated. His clothes were new and he looked very much like the young
professional that he was. I wouldn't say a make over but close.

"You are looking very spiffy. The hair looks really good. I bet that cost a
bit."

He shrugged. "Just taking your advice and getting back into the swing of
things."

I smiled at him and asked him what he wanted to drink. He told me that he
had big project on right now and he didn't want any alcohol. Needed a very
clear head. I was becoming more impressed with him every time we met. This
was not the guy who I first met at church months ago. We both had some
pulled pork that was excellent and a very good cappuccino, nice and bitter
but with a richness and body that I love.

He thanked me for a great New Years Eve and Day. "You were looking at Kev
and me quite often on New Years Day. I know you said it was none of your
business but I want to talk. We really hit it off and Kev is a great
guy. I'll be honest. Alcohol makes me horny and when we got to Kev's place
I kind of pushed things a bit. He told me in no uncertain terms that he
would never do anything with a straight guy when he was under the
influence. That set me back. I was embarrassed and wanted to leave but he
asked me to stay. He told me that I was a very attractive guy and he didn't
want me waking up the next day feeling that he had used me. We talked and
he put his arm around me and just held me. A bit of an eye opener, feeling,
touching and smelling a guy. Today, we talked a lot about things until we
came over to your place. So my virginity was preserved."

I almost spat out the food that was in my mouth. His tone of voice was just
perfect for the virginity statement. "We certainly wouldn't want that
compromised. You said that you wanted to talk. Was it just to set the
record straight?"

"I am bit confused. I really like the guy. I feel pulled towards him and it
feels stronger than any female that I have been with."

He stopped talking and looked a bit chagrined and I think that he was
blushing a bit. I decided to plunge in. "You know that you can have a close
male friend. The only thing that I would say is let Kevin know exactly
where you stand. Don't lead him on and don't use him. He is a really good
guy. I think that he proved that the other night."

"Yeah, he did. Don't use him. What do you mean?"

"Kevin is gay, not a straight bone in his body but he is masculine and a
great guy. Look at yourself in the mirror tonight especially with the new
haircut. Tall, well built, trim and in shape, good looking. In simple
words, hot, especially to a gay man who I think is searching for
someone. You are a real masculine guy. I'm not trying to embarrass you." I
paused. Should I say more? Ah heck, why not. "Blunt, most gay guys can give
pretty great head. It would be very easy to get used to that. But I
suspect, no I am certain, that Kevin would be looking for more. He would
say that you don't have to reciprocate but that would be leading him
on. That's important. If you cannot give, then you are probably not gay and
you are leading him on ... you are using him. He would probably drop you
eventually and there would be bad feelings for one of you or both. Have I
gone too far too fast?"

"Once again, you don't pull your punches. I knew that I could trust you for
good counsel." he paused. "I am not sure where I stand. I had some
experiences when I was in my late teens, just hand jobs but I did get very
involved emotionally with a guy and I finally broke it off because I didn't
want to be gay. No! I wasn't gay! Haven't been successful with women. Kevin
is the first person that I clicked with for a long time. It scares the hell
out of me but it excites me."

"Some questions to ask yourself. Do look at guys in the dressing room? We
all do but what are your thoughts? Do you look to compare or to fantasize?
Men are hairy and hard, not soft and round. Men smell different and taste
different. If you find any of that repulsive, run ... like ... hell. Or at
least don't lead Kevin on. Make it clear pretty quickly what you want. Then
he can decide what he wants to do."

We looked at each other. He was shaking his head. "I know why you run a
company. Right to the point. Christ you are perceptive. I remember the
Sunday in the living room. Would you have spilt wine on me?"

"In an instant."

We both laughed and it broke any tension. We chatted for a few more
minutes. "Have a good supper with Kev. Don't take it too seriously; enjoy
your time with him. You can go slowly. Oh by the way, if you ever want to
go to the club some Friday, just give us a call. It will be safe and fun."

I received my usual warm, manly, Italian hug from Gio and we parted.

Of course, I had checked with Gio so I was prepared for my reception at
home.

"So lunch with my brother and ...."

I gave him my innocent look. "I have already told you that we
brothers-in-law just have to check in every once in a while. He just wants
quality company for lunch every so often."

Smiling, "Prick, don't give me the innocent look."

"'Prick'! See you just aren't cultured enough. No quality" I sighed and
shook my head in pity for him. We were both close to laughing, holding it
back. "I'll give you a clue. He has a really fantastic new haircut that
must have cost a lot and it looked like new clothes. He looked smashing."

"Kevin?"

I smiled at him and his look became aggressive and he started to move on
me. "He wanted to let me know that he slept on the couch alone and they
talked the next morning. In fact, Kevin had put a stop to some of Gio's
advances the night before. To quote Gio, Kevin in no uncertain term told
him that he would never do anything with a straight guy when the straight
guy was under the influence."

"Gio?"

"Wow, you are being reduced to one word and names." I smirked at him. The
advance started again so I gave him a precis of Gio's comments to me.

"I''ll be damned."

"Well that's an improvement. Three maybe four words." He was smiling as I
told him the rest of what I had said to Gio

We both started to laugh. "You actually said that gay men give good head
and if he didn't give it in return he was not gay and that should run like
hell away if he didn't like the hair on men, their hardness or their taste
and smell. I know now why he likes you so much. A wise man." He looked at
me. Oh, oh, what was coming? "Do I give good head?"

"The best!"

I refused to be sidetracked at that moment. I told him about the supper on
Wednesday and my invitation to the club if Gio wanted.  There I had told
him the entire story. I paused giving him an appraising look. "I too liked
the part about good head. Like to remind me how good you are at it?"

They do say that actions are better than words. We did not stop for
supper. We did not walk slowly down the hall. I was herded down the hall
with Philip's hand on my ass and him touching me all over with his other
hand. There were light kisses on my neck.

At some point, we agreed that it would only be mouths on cocks tonight. So
very quickly I found myself and Philip naked, on our sides in a 69 on on
the bed. He tasted so good after a day at work. It was totally Philip and I
realized yet again that I loved the taste of my guy. I soon realized that
fingers had not been excluded. I felt him sucking gently on the head with
his tongue moving around it. The sensations were incredible. I saw him wet
his finger and in an instant it was at my entrance and in just a bit moving
and circling and expanding the opening. Then suddenly his mouth started to
go down my cock and at the same time his finger went into me stopping at my
prostate. Oh fuck! He was a master at giving head and I knew why. He
enjoyed doing it, giving pleasure to his lover. I realized that as did it
to him, my actions were turning me on on even more.

Don't know how long we did variations on the theme. All I know is that it
was exquisite and very soon I was reaching the end. I stopped him and sat
up getting him to do the same. I grabbed him and pulled him to me kissing
him hard. When we broke apart I looked down at the two of us. The head of
his cock was almost purple and mine was red. Both were leaking.

We went back at it with a vengeance. Now it was a rush to the finish. As I
sucked and deep throated him, I caressed his balls, pinched his thighs and
used my finger to rub his prostate. I felt his body go rigid and his cock
grow slightly larger. He pushed in a bit and held still. I felt his first
shot hit the back of my mouth. I sucked harder. That was all it took for me
to follow him over the brink into a swirling maelstrom of incredible
physical sensations with sensitive nerves firing and with an emotional
desire to possess this man.

Almost in unison, we sat up and kissed mingling what was in our mouths with
the other. For me, almost nothing can be more erotic and meaningful than
that kind of sharing. I thought, Gio this is what I meant to taste a man
but probably I should have added to share with him as well.

We lay on the bed with legs, arms and bodies intertwined. I know that there
were wet eyes on both of us. Eventually, we almost staggered into the
kitchen to make a quick sandwich and get a cold drink of water. We were
naked and it felt good to be so free. There was lot of touching and
caressing. In fact by the time we were finished, we were both enlarging. I
am not sure why but sometimes I cannot get enough of him and I knew that I
wanted more. From his herding and touching, I knew that we were like
minded. No surprise that the day ended very shortly later with him making
love to me with a lot of talk to each other. What really surprised me was
that my guy took me in several different positions that delighted and very
quickly set the sparks flying again.

It was hard to get out of bed the next day and join the world but we
did. We agreed to meet at the house. The renovations had started on
Wednesday and we decided to drop by to touch base with the guys. My
beautiful house was a mess. The kitchen cabinets were gone with gaping
holes in the wall and they had started to tear up the floor. The painters
had moved and covered all the furniture and the had put down drop cloths on
the exposed hardwood floors. The dining room table was dismantled and in
the study. We had moved everything out of the cupboard in the entry
area. It had been torn apart as well.

Well, good destruction. Let's hope the rebuilding would be worth it. We had
a few sighs and laughs over how awful it looked with the workers and
received the needed reassurances of how good it would look in a few
weeks. All the items ordered, that were needed, had been delivered so there
should be no delays that way. We left hopeful and decided that our next
visit would be on the weekend by ourselves.

We were glad that we had made arrangements to go to the club on Friday
night and even happier at the decision to live at the condo for the
duration.

I had had no call or contact from Gio about Wednesday night and we had
agreed to respect his privacy and leave any contact to him. We would
probably see him at church on Sunday.

We arrived at the club with stories of the wreckage of the house making it
sound much worse that it was. We all had a good laugh. It had been a long
week and I just wanted to sit back relax, chat, drink a bit and dance the
night away. Around 9 we had come off the dance floor, I was taking a swig
of my fresh beer when Philip touched my arm and pointed. I almost dribbled
what was in my mouth down my shirt. There was Kevin at the entrance way
looking around and just behind him looking a little bemused was Gio. Oh,
shit. My automatic reaction was to stand and wave. Philip was already on
his feet.

They came up to our table and we were making room for them, I hadn't told
any of the guys about Gio. Never thought that I would have to. There were
some questioning looks when Gio Marchese was introduced to the guys. I have
to say to his credit, Gio fitted in almost immediately. He had that
Marchese way of greeting and talking to people and it was as if he was at
any bar and meeting a new group of guys. Stupid me, of course that was
exactly what he was doing. I chastised myself for the stereotyping and the
worry. He made a good addition to the group. The music started and some of
the guys excused themselves and left to dance. I didn't know what to do.

Kev did! With a little smile, he raised his eyebrows and motioned to the
floor. It was question. Gio looked at him and stood up. He looked at
us. "Come on guys, you are here to dance." He went with Kev and started to
dance.

Philip was obviously in shock so I grabbed him and pulled him onto the
floor. "He is older than you, an adult male. He can do what he wants. Will
shock the bejesus out of everyone but what can we do? Forbid him to be
here?"

"Shit, why are you so smart?"

"I run a company filled with prima donas."

We started to dance and had a great time. So did Gio. Then a slow one
started. I didn't want to stare but of course, I knew exactly where they
were on the floor. Kev had stopped as the slow dance started and said
something with a questioning look on his face to Gio. Gio had looked at
him, smiled and took his hands and had drawn Kev in and started to dance. I
followed his example with my guy, pulling him into me, telling him to close
his mouth. It was wide open in shock looking at his brother.

The night continued like that and it was time to go. We all said our
goodbyes. It was obvious that Kev and Gio were going off together. I could
see that their hands were touching even moving against the other but not
actually holding each other. Philip gave each of them a hug and so did
I. Gio whispered in my ear that they had talked and had reached an
understanding. He thanked me for my advice.

His parting words out loud had our minds racing for hours. "Guys if I am
not at church on Sunday, tell everyone that I had some unexpected things to
take care of. Believe me it will be the truth."

We talked a bit about it but we both knew that he had to make his own
way. Like Tony for us, we had to be there for him.

We met the family on Sunday. Momma looked around and asked where Gio
was. It was Philip who answered. "Oh, I forgot. I was talking to him this
week and said that he had some unexpected things to take care of." Momma
looked satisfied and we went in.

At the end of the service, as I arrived at the priest to say goodbye, he
gave me what I interpreted as a rather stern look and said that he wanted
to talk to me sometime that week. I could make an appointment with the
office in the church. He quickly went to Tony and family.

What a week. The drama of Gio. The destruction of large parts of my
house. Now the priest wanted to speak to me. He did not look pleased. Could
be very interesting. It would certainly be right in keeping with my life at
present.



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