Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2003 11:03:30 -0700 (PDT) From: JMH Subject: Re: Wedding Ring/Wedding Ring 12 Well folks as you saw in the last chp Chris has been outed, Philip, a local cop with high connections has entered the picture and Darren hs but Will back on his meds. With all these new elements things are bound to change in the relationships of everyone. Hope you enjoy and write. Again, this is a story about gay relationships so 1. if you are breaking the law, underage, or just hate gay stuff don't read any further. The World Wide Web is a big place so you can find something else. 2. The story is not based on any real person place thing, or another person's idea. So any similarities are pure chance. 3. Since this story is of my own creation, I have the copyright to it. No other postings, except at nifty, are allowed. Nor is the selling of the story to others permitted. Any questions about the above, please write. JMH trandar2002@yahoo.com ***************************************************************************** Needing to get his thoughts about Jacob straightened out, Chris asked for this meeting with him. Philip had given him an intro to gay 101 on a trip to Miami to experience the gay scene without the fear of being recognized. It had been fun and liberating to be able to walk down the street with another man's arms around him. It was a challenge for him also; not since high school had he danced with another person, let alone a guy. His mental and physical inhibitions took some time to wear off, but Philip had been gentle with him. When he came back, Chris knew he needed to change his life. The first thing he did was send his brother Ted to a project in Jacksonville. Second, Chris threw away all his "how to become straight" books. The frugal side of him was almost tempted to sell them to a used bookstore, but given the mental anguish they had given him, he did not want anyone else to suffer what he put himself through. It was well over ninety degrees outside that day, but Chris still wore his usual wool suit. The time it took for him to get in the car and have the air conditioning running was long enough for him to feel drips of sweat run down his back. When he arrived at the Hiller house, he had to park almost a block away due to all the other cars and construction equipment. By the time he arrived at the front door, he had taken off his coat, his shirt soaked while his legs itched against the wool. As he ran the doorbell all Chris could think about was the cool air that would hit his face when the door opened. "Mr. Lambert," A voiced asked from behind. "Yes?" Chris replied startled, turning around. Will grinned Chris cooking in the heat. "Jacob is in the back... would you like to follow me?" "Can we meet in the house?" "Nah... Jacob's in the pool. They just got it fixed." "Pool... but we are having a meeting?" Will smiled as he saw the look of worry grow on Chris's face. They had planned all this when Chris had asked for a meeting. Nothing could set the man off his plans then have to try to talk to a speedo-wearing Jacob. As Will opened the side gate to the back yard, he gave out a loud whistle. On cue, Jacob walked onto the diving board and stretched out his body into a dive... holding it until Chris was in view. He then jumped into the water making almost no splash. Will was tempted to use his hand to close Chris's wide-open mouth. He was also itching to snatch away the coat Chris was now strategically placing over his crotch. By this time Jacob had swum to the other end of the pool where he pushed himself out, picked up the nearby towel, and sauntered his way over to Chris. "Want to hop in... the water will cool you off." "Uhmmm... no thanks. Can we have a seat?" Chris said in almost a pleading tone. He needed to readjust himself. Jacob grinned at Chris's awkwardness, but gave him sort of an out as he led him to a pair of lounge chairs. It was sort of an out because the chairs were still in the sun. They also let Jacob to display his body. It also did the same to Chris, making his hardon more visible. At first Chris tried to avoid being caught by sitting up on the end of the lounge chair, but Will handed him a glass of lemonade and pushed him down on to his back, spilling some on Chris's shirt and tie. "Sorry... want to take those things off so I can wash them?" Will apologized while Jacob blushed at Will's forwardness. Chris first tried to protect his buttons from Will, but then Jacob joined in and on his touch Chris froze. Jacob waved Will off and finished the undressing himself, pulling Chris's arms free of the heavy shirt. "Why do you wear such heavy clothes?" "Because they last longer," Chris replied remembering his father's words. "Yeah, but they are so hot." "I survive," Chris said, but as a light breeze touched his bare skin he felt his nipples harden. Jacob took a deep swig of his lemonade and slipped out an ice cube from his mouth. "Let me cool you off." "Jacob!" Chris panicked... things were not going the way he planned, but once again his resistance stopped with a touch. Jacob ran the ice cube down Chris's neck and on to his left nipple where he made small circles before letting the cube melt in Chris's belly button. "Jacob... why are you doing this?" "I don't know... I guess I'm a hopeless romantic... and you are a hot guy." "Why did you just say that?" Chris asked as he felt his heart pounding. ********************************************************** "Hi Philip," Darren greeted the cop at the front door. "Hey Darren... can I talk with you." "Sure." Darren said, guiding him to the living room. "Are you mad at me?" Philip asked when he finally sat down. "Not at all... why do you think that?" "Well, Will thinks you don't like me." "Is this about you sleeping with him." "Yeah..." Philip confessed "Don't worry about it." "I do though." "Why?" Darren asked. "Well..." "Yes..." "Well... I have slept with Will, Jacob, and now Chris. I was wondering why we have not done it yet." "Hahahahaha... is that all?" "Yeah... silly," Philip said embarrassed. "Not at all." "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I have sex with most of my friends before I become friends with them." "So me having sex with you is how you determine your acceptance? You know that's not true." "Yeah but when you have a body like mine most guys are looking for a fuck, not friendship." "Well Philip, you are becoming my friend and we have not had sex." "Yeah... but that's what's bothering me. Sex for me had just always been sex. But friendship is a major turn on for me. I love fucking and being fucked by my friends." "What about a boyfriend." "Hey... I'm only 23... still too young for the boyfriend thing... like the best friends thing better right now," Philip said as he licked his lips. Darren could see Philip hardening and he knew he was catching up to him. This was the first time another guy had hit on him. "So Darren... can we be good friends?" Philip asked as he made to unzip Darren's pants. "Oh gosh... I think we will be good friends." Darren exhaled as he felt a warm mouth engulf his cock. ********************************************************** Jacob had a lot of explaining to do. He told Chris everything about the raid on his house. He told him about his feelings of anger on being spied on, but then he also told Chris about his long talks with Darren. Darren advised him he had the right to be mad but he also asked him to think about what had driven Chris to this secret life. Jacob began to see Chris as a hybrid of the two most important men in his life... Will and Darren. Chris had Will's bravado but in his emails he had shown the concern and care that marked Darren. All that was required for Jacob to love him was to make the jump from loving Hotguy to Chris. It helped that Philip was able to keep him up to date on Chris's progress on becoming an openly gay man. By this time Jacob was on top of Chris, kissing him on the face and neck as he explained why he was doing this. Chris remained stunned, unable to move or speak until Jacob said the three fatal words... "I love you." Chris responded by holding Jacob's face with his large hands, looking deep into his eyes before slamming his lips against Jacob's. Feeling the strain of his swimsuit, Jacob popped the head of his dick out, immediately flinging a few drops of precum onto Chris's stomach. Seeing the hard pink flesh, Chris made a grab for it, rubbing his thumb over the top of the head, wetting it. He then pushed Jacob on to his back, letting the fingers of his free hand run down his chest. "Jacob... you make me want to be gay," Chris said through tears as he tried to unbuckle his pants. Jacob raised a hand and caught one of the streaming tears. "Where you not always gay?" "Yes, but now I want to be. I want to be happy. I... I had a crush on you when your sister was dating my brother. That's why he beat you. He thought you were making me gay," Chris said as he gave up with his pants and fell on top of Jacob, crying on his shoulder. "I thought it was because I told him I was gay." Jacob said confused. "No... he had caught me looking at gay porn. He beat me and demanded that I tell him whom I was sleeping with. I had not slept with anyone but I knew that I wanted it to be you. When you told Ted you were gay... he immediately thought you had seduced me." "Well I wish we had... that would have been better then my face meeting his fist." "I'm sorry, Jacob." Chris said as he let a finger run down the small scar on Jacob's face. "I should have been kinder to you. I should have told you what had happened. I should have been your friend." "It's ok, Chris... your brother was beating you to make you straight... him accusing you of sleeping with me probably made me the last person you wanted to see." "So what are we going to do now?" "Right now you're going to finish getting undressed and join me in the pool. Then I'm going to introduce you to the rest of the family." "Family... I already have met your sister and mother." "Yeah... but my family has grown since then," Jacob grinned as he displayed the silver ring on his right hand. ****************************************** The noise from the bedroom had attracted everyone's attention; Tara, her mother, the baby, and Will. All of them stood outside the door listening as Darren and Philip went at it. Each time they thought they had to be done it the moaning and shouting would start up again. After the second hour Will had begun to pace around the hallway. "Getting jealous, aren't we?" "Me... why would I be jealous? I've fucked both of them and I was the one who told Darren to give Philip a try." "Yes... but I told Darren the same thing about you and we all saw what happened." "Don't remind me." "Hey you should have thanked me for it." "Yeah... but not under these circumstances. How many times have they done it... three... four...FIVE!" "Shhh! They will hear you!" Tara scolded. "Anyway... hasn't your sex life been pretty wild?" "Yes... but now Darren has me on my meds so things have slowed down," Will said as his eyes started watering. Not wanting to wait anymore. Will opened the door to see the backside of Darren as he pounded into Philip. Will quickly shut the door and covered his face as he ran down the hall. Tara ran after him, placed an arm on his shoulder, stopping him. "Ok Will... tell me what is bothering you." Will nodded his head, but made his way to Tara's room. She followed and closed the door after she entered. Will was now bawling, his face red and wet. Tara wrapped her arms him and rocked Will back and forth. "Why is Darren with me?" Will asked as he calmed down. "Because he loves you." "But I'm not the same person I was before. I used to be the quiet reserved one. Darren used to do all the talking but now I'm a jabber mouth. I can't sit still. I do stupid stunts. I make a fool of myself. Why does Darren put up with me?" "Because he loves you?" Tara repeated. "And look at me!" Will continued as if Tara had said nothing. "I'm now twenty pounds overweight. I have scars all over my body. I think I'm going bald and I found three gray hairs last week." "Will... he loves you," Tara said hoping the third time would be the charm. "I'm old and ugly while Darren is beautiful. Look at all the men who are after him... Jacob... Philip... Sid..." "Sid... who in the hell is Sid, and what's this about being old. You and Darren are the same age." "One of my old accounting friends... he said he wished Darren would fuck him." "Oh gosh Will... your really stretching it." "But..." "No buts... Darren loves you. He has loved you for years, as have you. Nothing is going to change that unless you try to push him away. You're not going to be stupid and try to do that." "No," Will said in defeat. "Good. Yes, Darren is hot... guys will always be after him. But do you know why Darren is hot?" "Because he is good looking?" "Come on Will... you can go a little deeper then that." "Because he is a kind, generous, caring person." "Yes... and what are you Will?" "An ugly old queen." "No... you are a kind, generous, caring person... which means you are hot as well." "You are just saying that." "Yes... but I'm saying it because I believe it and so does Darren." Will shrugged his shoulders as if he disagreed, but was not willing to argue the point. "Will... tell me what you expected to happen when you asked Darren to sleep with Philip." "I thought he would enjoy it." "But why did you ask him to do it?" "I... I..." Will struggled. "I thought... I hoped that if I could get Darren into swigging, he would let me off the meds." "Oh Will," Tara said as she struggled between disappointment and sadness. "The brain injury has changed me Tara... I know it and I know that Darren knows it as well. When I act hyped up I see pain in his eyes." "Will, are you sure that it is pain you see? You might confuse Darren, but I am sure you are not hurting him." "He loves me..." Will said as if to convince himself. "Yes... I keep telling you that. Glad you can finally admit it." Will knew that was true, but Will did not feel that Tara understood how hard it was for him to accept it. He had loved Darren for over ten years. Before the car wreck he had come to accept that he could never have that love returned... at least in the way he wanted. But just like Sleeping Beauty, he had woken up to Prince Charming. The past year had been like a fairy tale, which added to Will's feeling that it was all a dream. He still did not remember the months leading to the accident. He did not remember the events that led Darren into choosing him over Tara. This lack of memory fed his self doubt. He would give up his fortune if only he could remember for himself why Darren had picked him. Darren, Jacob and Tara had both told him of the event...even the promises they had made each other in the dressing room, but nothing stirred anything in him. Knowing that a person loves you, but not knowing how it happened was very hard on Will. Will wasn't a very religious person. He believed what he saw with his own eyes. But with Darren, he was being asked to accept his love on blind faith... not knowing where it came from. Giving Darren the wedding ring had been a leap for him. He had known about Jacob and Tara. He had been half certain that it would be Jacob who Darren would want as a partner. His mother was partly to blame for this. She told him of the promise she had extracted from Darren...to always take care of him. Not to say that Will had major problems thinking he was a pity fuck. Getting Darren in bed regardless of the reasons had been a blessing when he had been at the rehab center. The fact of the matter was that Will still did not feel he deserved Darren, be it from loving him from afar for so long... not remembering why Darren picked him... feeling old and ugly... acting crazy at times... or seeing how other men looked up to Darren. Darren had dated lots of people... he had been with Tara and Jacob. Will though had only wanted one person but now that he had him he was in constant fear of losing him. *********************************************** After the first go around in bed, Darren and Philip had decided to play a trick on the rest of the house. Each time they saw the door knob jiggle they would start moaning loudly as if they had started going out it again. It took a lot of effort but they were able to do the trick three times without laughing. For Philip this was the best non-sex he had ever had. The real thing had also been good... very good... too good. After faking out their audience for the third time, he did not want to fake it again but wanting to see if the real thing had been as good as he was remembering it. So when the doorknob jiggled again, Philip began some serious necking instead of joining Darren in moaning. This time Darren laughed but that was soon replaced by real moans. He wrapped his arms around Philip, rolled him over on to his back and lifted him up into a deep kiss. That kiss had been an accident. It was the type had had given to Jacob and Will. Darren did not notice he had done so, but Philip did. With his friends kissing had been rare, if ever, given and when they did happen they were usually quick ones. Darren's kiss went on and on and continued down his neck, chest and stomach until he was sucking on Philip's cock. Philip was so taken aback by the kiss he did not return to reality until he cummed in Darren's mouth. He then felt himself go limp and the feeling he had gained from the kiss leave him. He did not want this moment to end but he was already spent so he asked Darren to do something he had not planned on. "Fuck me, Darren." "What?" Darren said as he made his way back up to face Philip. "Please fuck me." Darren should have taken the pleading look Philip had given him as a warning, but he mistook it for just plain horniness. Instead he gave Philip another kiss, got out of the bed. He went to the dresser and took out a condom, which he put on. Philip took the time to move to the end of the bed and raised his legs over his head. Darren came back... gave Philip ANOTHER kiss before he began to push inside Philip and slow fuck him. With Darren's back to the door and with his body blocking Philip's view, neither of them saw the doorknob jiggle nor the shocked look Will had when his head peeked in. They were just lost in the moment and continued to fuck. When he finally shot his load, Darren fell on top of Philip exhausted but not before giving him a final kiss sealing his fate as a formerly pragmatic Philip's first real crush. ************************************************** Mike saw a glow on his nephew's face when he came by the house for dinner. "Have a good time at the Hillers?" "Yeah," Philip said as he stared down on his plate to try to hide his smile. "You and Chris getting to know each other?" "Chris was a little distracted with someone else." "Oh... so the two of you are not..." Philip's uncle said a little disappointed. "Nah... we agreed that he needed to see about an old high school crush." "Who's that?" "Jacob Hiller." "What... the guy whose house he's been trying to bulldoze!" "The one and the same." "So what will that do to his plans to turn the lot into condos?" "We don't know yet... but it will be fun to see how he works it out." "Yes it will... never really understood his need for revenge. So it's not Chris who has caused the rose color on your cheeks. "No." "You in love?" Uncle Mike asked in a low voice as if he were afraid that if he spoke too loud, he would mask Philip's answer. "Yes," Philip whispered... almost embarrassed that he had found himself in this situation. "Hahahaha... I knew it... I knew it would happen to you. I remembered when Alex found his first love... his face had been as red as yours. "You and Uncle Alex were really close." "Yes... he was my brother. I miss him a lot. When I see you its like I get him back." Mike said sadly as tears began to grow in his eyes. Philip got off from his seat and hugged his uncle. "You're a good boy Philip. Now tell me about this guy." Mike said as he tried to straighten himself up. "Well there's not much to talk about... we only just met." "But I bet the two of you fucked!" Mike laughed as his mood improved. "Oh god did we fuck! He nailed my ass so hard I was afraid my hole would be left wide open for a week," Philip sighed as he slumped back into a chair remembering the event. "And..." Mike laughed as he got into his nephew's excitement. "He kissed me... he really kissed me. It was not one of those half slobbering ones but one that sucks the breath right out of you... and he did it again... and again!" 'So besides being the best lay you have ever had... what are the other good points." "Well..." Philip struggled to answer as he was stuck in his memories of the bedroom. "He's very funny... we spent most of the time in bed pretending to have sex just to drive the rest of the house crazy. He has a hot body. You can tell by how he talks that he cares about everybody. He's smart, but doesn't take himself too seriously. He's a perfect boyfriend." "So why does he not have one." "Well he does... a husband really." "And he slept with you?" Mike said his opinion of the person dropping. "Hehehehe... it was his husband who ask him to sleep with me." "What?' Mike asked confused. "Their relationship is complicated and sort of open." "Uh huh..." Mike said as he shook his head... his brother had been in open relationships and none of them had turned out good. "Well it only involves two other people... Jacob and Tara." "The Hiller kids?" "Yeah, it turned out that Darren... he's the guy... was engaged to Tara while it was Jacob who introduced him to gay sex." Mike felt his head spinning... it seemed that Darren slept with anyone he met and he told his nephew so. "No... he's not like that!" Philip shouted, not liking his uncle disapproval of Darren. "Philip you have to understand where I come from... yes, I fooled around in high school and college, but as soon as I married your aunt I have not slept with anyone else. I want the same for you." "Hey... its not like anything has happened between us... we only fucked." "You can't fool me, Philip... you have a crush on this guy. It's all over your face." "That's my problem." "Well just make sure you don't make it other people's problem." "Don't worry Uncle, you never have to meet him." "Hey... that's not what I meant. It's him and his husband that I'm worried about. So..." "So?" "So when will I meet him." "You don't." "Don't argue with me, nephew. I will meet him even if I have to have him arrested on some trumped up charge." "Ok... will tomorrow be fine?" Philip said as he gritted his teeth. "Perfect... he can have dinner with us."