Date: Sat, 9 Jun 2018 22:12:38 -0700 From: Joe L Subject: We Have the Summer - Chapter 7 Chapter 7 I slide up the knot in his tie and tighten it carefully. My face is just inches from his and we lock eyes. "You look amazing, little bro." Kel's hair is slicked back in a ponytail and he looks like a real man in his suit. I lean over and kiss his lips softly. "Thanks," he smiles, putting his arms up over my shoulders. He twirls his fingers around the short hairs on the back of my head and chills run all over my body. "I guess you can see why I pretended not to know how to tie a tie all those years." "You can do it?" I laugh, poking him in the ribs. "Yeah, it's not that hard." He smiles deceitfully. "You thought maybe, one of these times, I'd be really close to you, tying your tie, and that I'd just have to kiss you." "Yep," he smiles, gearing up for another kiss. "You were onto somethin', little bro." I smile and give him a deep, wet kiss. He moans as he presses himself into my suit. We haven't seen Dad in a long time, but I can tell Kel doesn't want to go anywhere. He got special permission to leave the set early today so we could drive into L.A. and meet Dad at his favorite hangout. Dad usually stops by the house at least once a month, but he hasn't been in town for over two months. It's the longest Kel has ever been apart from him. I didn't see him at all while I was at UCLA, but we kept in touch through texting. Dad often has us meet him at Simon's, his favorite steakhouse in L.A. We drive up there when he's got business in town or just can't get the time to drive down the coast to see us at home. He told us to both wear a good suit, which means one of the thousand-dollar ones, but not the Armani's. We usually dress up a little when we're going to Simon's, but we've never worn suits before. I wonder what's up. "Mmmm... Austin," he whispers before we sink into another deep kiss. "We gotta get on the road if we wanna get there by eight," I say with a smile slowly sneaking into the corners of my mouth. I know what's coming next. "Quick BJ!" Kel drops to his knees and hurriedly unfastens my belt and pants. "Don't get cum on your pants, little bro. We don't have time to change." He unzips my fly. "I won't cum. I can hold it." He smiles as my dick springs out of my underwear and he quickly engulfs it. These days, I'm cumming even faster than Kel. He knows exactly how to work my dick, and he loves to make me cum as quickly and as often as possible. He works his magic, and I'm instantly to the brink. "Yeah, little bro." I stroke the back of his head, but quickly pull my hand away. I know how long it took him to get his hair to look exactly right. "Mmmm... mmmm...." Kel moans as he gets a mouthful of spunk. I know I just have a few seconds to act, and I have to get the timing just right. As soon as my orgasm is finished, I quickly drop to my knees and Kel immediately stands up. I manage to free his dick in just a couple of seconds and secure it inside my mouth before his cum starts gushing. "Austin... fuck yeah!" he groans. I look up at him as he tries to hold eye contact through his orgasm. His sexy eyes begin to close, and then they shoot open and refocus on mine as the last few drops of cum release from his dick. "That'll count as my appetizer," I say, licking my lips. "I want that for dessert, too," Kel says, grabbing at my crotch as I try to zip up. We eventually make it into my jeep, and start the drive north with big smiles. We usually make the drive in a little over an hour with normal traffic conditions. It will give me a good opportunity to talk to Kel. We haven't spoken much lately. His show is on a ridiculous shooting schedule, and he's gone almost all day every day. When he gets home, we have torrid sex until he falls asleep. I let him sleep in as much as possible in the morning, and I make his breakfast while he tries to throw on some clothes and do something with his hair. He doesn't have to do much, as the makeup and wardrobe people take care of everything once he gets to the set. "Are you excited to see Dad?" I ask, pulling onto the 5-North. "I guess," he shrugs his shoulders. "Why do you think he's waited so long to come home... and why do you think he wants us to wear suits to Simon's?" "Dunno," he whips out his phone and tries to look preoccupied. I can tell he's nervous. "Do you think Dad knows about us?" I ask, but Kel remains silent. I honestly don't know how Dad will react if he finds out. Dad is a strange combination of super-easy going about most stuff and incredibly ferocious when it comes to business and family matters. He would do anything to protect his sons. My biggest worry is that he might act somehow to protect Kel... from me. "No reason to guess," he sighs. "We'll find out soon enough." "Does he know that... you were in therapy all those years because you were dealing with your feelings for me?" "No. Mom promised me that she wouldn't tell him," he mutters. "I'm sure everything will be fine," I say, swallowing hard. "New subject. I wanna hear everything that's going on with the show." "You want me to spoil you on the plot n' stuff?" "Nah, just tell me what it's like!" "Okay," Kel chucks his phone in the backseat with a smile. That's quite a gesture... getting someone his age to throw his phone out of reach. "How many scenes have you shot?" "I dunno... a bunch. It's so repetitive and tedious sometimes. It's hard to keep count." "What's your favorite part?" "The dancing, I guess. I'm one of the best dancers, so I can really shine during the big dance scenes. It's really hard to get all six of us in the same shot doing the choreography perfectly. We have to shoot it over and over, and one person always fucks up. The director finally started taking some tighter shots of just one or two of us when we're dancing, and I'm often the one that gets those shots." "Awesome. Do you sing, too?" "Yeah, we record the songs in a recording studio first. Then lip sync when we're filming." "Mmmm... I can't wait to see the show!" "Me too," he chuckles. "So what do you do on your down time between scenes?" "At first, I just wanted to call you or text you... but I didn't want to bother you." "You would never bother me! I would love to hear from you." "I know... I just realized everyone on set was pretty cool, and I wanted to try to fit in." "That's good," I say as a pang of jealousy hits me. "Are there any other gay guys there?" "Well...." He ponders for a few seconds. "Marquez... he plays Ricky, the Mexican boy that's obsessed with racing cars.... He's always attached to Noah.... Noah plays Chase, the adorable jock." "You think there's some heat there?" "Maybe... maybe not. Marquez is kind of spaz, and Noah is exactly like his character. Noah IS Chase. He doesn't even have to act." "That could be a lot of different things. Noah could be acting all the time... even when the cameras aren't rolling." "Yeah, I never thought of that. You could be right." "Ya never know." "Then, there are the minor characters... I think all of those dudes are gay," he laughs. "No way!" "I'm serious! They're almost all professional dancers, and they hang around the set when they're not on. They just stand there pretending to be on their phones, but they're staring at the three of us main dudes over the top of their phones ALL THE TIME!" "Classic!" "It's become a private joke between Marquez and Noah and me. We stare at each other over our own phones all the time, too." "Sounds like you guys have a good time. Do you normally spend time with them, or with your love interest?" I ask, wiggling my eyebrows. "Nah, Cassandra... she plays Abena... has these overprotective parents that stay on set. She's always with them and never really interacts with the other actors." "What about the other girls?" "I usually hang with Leena. She plays Mariela. We were the two re-casts, so we kinda bonded over that. She laughs at my jokes, so she's fun to hang out with." "I'm jealous." "I like hanging out with you a little more," he licks his lips. "You'd better." "And then there's Rebecca... she plays Madison-" "The cheerleader?" "Yeah. She seems nice, but she's obsessed with her Instagram and Twitter and all that shit. She's always updating and posting Vines and stuff. She never talks to anyone, and she acts all superior because she has more followers than anyone." "I bet that'll change once the show is on air." "Really?" "Yeah, you're cuter than any girl." I scrunch up my face. "I know all of your social media is private for your friends to look at, but we gotta get you some accessible accounts for your fans." "I hate that shit." "Why?" "Cuz, I used to spend all that time posting pics and you'd never like em or even look at em or anything," he frowns sarcastically. "I'm sorry little, bro," I frown back. "I'll like every fuckin' pic of ya." "You'd better," he smiles. "I can help you get started with it. Hell, I can probably do it for you. I know you think I'm just lying by the pool all day or playing video games, but I'm doing research while you're away at the set. I'm finding out everything I can about the biz and how to last in it. I'm looking at the most popular kids on social media and figuring out what works and what doesn't. It won't be hard to get you a ton of followers. I just have to take some sexy pics of you... any pic would actually do... and I could type some shit that they would eat up." "You'd do that for me?" "Of course! I'm kinda wild about you." I reach over and rub his leg. "I'm wild about you, too." He leans over and gives me a quick peck on the cheek. We make it to the restaurant after having a nice long talk. Kel really is a special kid. I'm so lucky to have him as a brother... and the good stuff, too. We get valet parking and head into the front door. We walk right past the hostess's station to our usual table, but she stops us. "Please wait," she smiles, recognizing us. "Someone will be right with you." "Can't we just sit at our normal table and wait for him?" I ask, pointing inconspicuously to our table. "See, it's empty." "Please just wait here." She picks up a cell phone and quickly texts something. I lean over close enough to read that she only sent, "They're here." In a minute the MaŚtre D' appears and smiles, folding his hands at his waist. "Master Austin, Master Kel, right this way." "Is our usual table not available tonight?" I ask, trying not to sound like a self-important asshole. "Right this way." He turns around and begins walking, and we follow him obediently. Maybe Dad has something else in mind. We walk past the bathrooms and past the kitchen down a long hallway. We continue past several doors marked, "Employees Only" and "Do Not Enter" and several not marked at all. He finally stops at a small door, and opens it for us with a knowing smile. I've never been to this part of the building before. I cautiously look inside, and see a small room, lavishly decorated with a single table and a private bar, complete with bartender. I give Kel an approving smile and nod, as he was hanging back. We head into the room and gaze around, trying not to act too impressed. This is some serious VIP shit. "Master Austin, Master Kel, what can I make for you?" the bartender asks after we finally sit at the table. "I'd love a 7-and-7," I say as casually as I can. "Sex on the beach!" Kel blurts out and we both try unsuccessfully to control our snickers. "Right away," he answers with a smile. We both stop in our tracks and stare at each other wide-eyed. They know we're both under twenty-one. They basically have known us our whole lives, and we've never had an alcoholic drink here. He must have made some special arrangements... very special, judging by this room. He sets the drinks down carefully on very fancy cocktail napkins. "Thanks," I say, and Kel echoes. "Of course. Please let me know if there is anything else I can do for you," he says with a slight bow before returning behind the small, well-stocked bar. "Mmmm," I say after tasting my drink and swizzling it around. "How's yours?" "Good," Kel smiles, and then takes another large swig from his straw. "What's in that?" I whisper. "I have no idea," he whispers back, glancing at the bartender. "I just said it as a joke. I didn't think he was actually going to make one. It's good though... really sweet." "I know something else that's really sweet," I say as quietly as I can. We sip our drinks, still not sure of what's going on, but enjoying every second. I've never felt like more of an adult. Suddenly, both of our cell phones ping at the same time. It must be a group text from Dad. We both look quickly at our screens and see the message. Dad is going to be about an hour late. "He's going to be late," I tell the bartender. "Could we have one of those mussel appetizers? The one with the spicy tomato broth?" "Two orders of the mussels have already been submitted to the kitchen," he smiles with self- satisfaction. "They should be ready in less than ten minutes." "Wow, you guys are really pulling out all the stops," I say, lifting my glass in the air as if to toast him. "Of course. Your family is like family to us," he smiles humbly. "I guess we'll take a couple more of these, too." I nod towards our drinks. "Master Austin, I sincerely apologize, but I am under strict orders that you both may only consume one alcoholic beverage." "Dad!" I laugh, rolling my eyes and Kel nods, rolling his as he finishes his drink. It all makes sense. Dad must have ordered the mussels for us, too. "How 'bout a couple of iced coffees?" Kel asks. "It sounds like it's going to be a long night." "Of course," the bartender quickly picks up some glasses and fills them with ice. Kel and I make some quiet small talk, and try our best not to say anything sexual or give out any vibe. We eventually run out of things to talk about, and we both start playing with our phones. I check on some of the Instagram accounts that I've been following, but a text from Kel interrupts it. "I'm so fuckin' horny, Austin. You look so amazing in that suit." I glance at the bartender who is occupying his time by thinly slicing some lemons and limes. I glance back at Kel, who is squeezing his hard shaft under the table. A wave of desire washes over me, but I'm able to sit still and give Kel a smoldering look. Just then, Dad bursts through the small door. "My sons!" he calls out, spreading his arms. That's our cue to both hug him at the same time, and we jump up and oblige. "You shaved!" I say, playfully smacking his face. Dad had a full hippy beard when I was growing up, and he took it down to a goatee once he became a serious businessman. I've never seen him clean-shaven. "Yes, it was about time. I'm too old to get away with that anymore." "Nah, you rocked it!" I say, giving him another hug. "What is this place? Are we going to eat back here from now on?" "Do you like it?" he asks. "Of course!" "Awesome," Kel echoes. "You haven't even seen the half of it. Through that door is our private little boys' room." A thought of fucking Kel in our private bathroom at Simon's rushes through my mind. We'd just have to get our bartender out of the main room for a few minutes. I glance at Kel, who seems to be having the same thoughts. "And our table is through that door," he smiles, pointing. "You mean, we're not going to eat here?" "Take a look!" he says, inviting me to open the small door in the corner. Kel joins me as I turn the knob. It's a thick door that I have a little difficulty opening. It was sealed tightly, but I'm eventually able to pry it loose. We look inside and see a very dimly-lit room with an even more extravagantly decorated table. Two small fountains trickle in the corners. I've never been more impressed by one of Dad's shows of wealth. "Come on in!" Dad says, patting me on the back. Kel and I sit down at the table, and I try my best not to disturb any of the expensive table decorations. Dad takes the third seat, and the bartender sets down Dad's cocktail and two fresh iced coffees. "Will there be anything else?" he asks. "Not right now, Vince. We'll be in touch." Dad waggles his cell phone, and Vince smiles and leaves, shutting the door behind him. "Wow," I whisper loudly. "Yeah, I didn't even know about this room," Kel is still looking around in wonder. "It's a well-kept secret," Dad says, taking a swig from his drink. "You have to drop a hundred-grand at this restaurant before they even tell you about it!" "Are you serious?" My mouth drops open. I shouldn't be that surprised, though. A hundred-grand is about one hundred business dinners for Dad, and he's had at least that many at this restaurant over the years. "Sure," he laughs. "Apparently, I'm the fourth to gain access to this room. I admit, I was a little insulted at first... I thought I was getting the best treatment possible here, but I understood once I got the full tour." "When did you find out?" I ask. "Just a few days ago," he smiles. "I wanted my first meal back here to be with my boys." "Aww, Daaaaad...." Kel draws his syllables out sarcastically. "I'm serious. You boys mean everything to me." He becomes very serious suddenly, and I see Kel give me a nervous glance. "Thanks, Dad," I say, trying to give a reassuring smile. "This... uhh... room is completely soundproof. You can say anything in here. Neither Vince nor anyone else will be able to hear you." I can't remember how long it's been since Dad has sounded nervous. Does he know? There's no way Mom would've told him. I guess he has the right to know... eventually. We are his sons. I just don't want to get into it tonight. He's made such a big deal to bring us in here for a special dinner. "There's an app... made especially for this room." He holds up his phone. "I just have to touch this button and Vince will appear." He touches it and within two seconds, the door opens and Vince pokes his head in. "What can I do for you?" he asks, and we all laugh. "Oh, just testing the app?" "Yes, sorry," Dad says, setting his phone down on the table emphatically. "Not at all," Vince says, disappearing behind the door, "whenever you need me." "Is there anything you boys want to talk about?" Dad asks, carefully eyeballing us over his cocktail as he takes a large sip. I shrug my shoulders and glance at Kel, who seems to be waiting for direction from me. "Is there anything you want to ask me?" Dad continues, and the tiny room we're in seems to be shrinking. "Like what?" I ask, nervously clearing my throat. "We might as well just get it all out there," Dad says, wiping beads of sweat from his forehead with a cocktail napkin. I look at Kel again, but he's staring straight down into his lap. He seems to be holding his breath. "What?" I ask, trying my best to act innocent. "Your mom and I... well, we're going to try it apart for a while," Dad says, staring at a painting on the wall to avoid eye-contact. I glance over at Kel, but he hasn't moved an inch since I last looked. I stare back at Dad, but he doesn't elaborate. "Separation... or divorce?" I ask, after an excruciating pause. "Divorce," Dad answers, almost inaudibly. We sit together for a few minutes, sipping drinks, not making eye contact before Dad starts again. "I want to be clear that I want to be part of your lives." I look up at him with a sarcastic smile. "Much more than before," he continues. "Your mom gets the house, and the three vacation homes. She'll get an allowance from me, but if it's not enough, she has the right to rent out or sell any of the properties. I'm in the process of buying a condo right down the street from here. I can't stay away from Simon's! Maybe there's a million dollar room somewhere in here." We all nervously chuckle. "You boys are welcome any time at my place. I won't be coming back to the house in Malibu for a while, though." "Why now? Why divorce?!?" Kel erupts suddenly. "It's not like... I mean... You've both been screwing around on each other for years... all my LIFE you've been screwing around!" "I'm sorry I never talked to you boys about this. Your mom and I... well, we never believed in monogamy... even at the beginning. Even when we decided to get married... we both had several sexual partners." "Why? Why did you get married then?" "We thought we could make a couple of pretty amazing kids." He smiles smugly. Kel and I look at each other, hoping the other will say something in rebuttal. He sure shut us up. "Look, guys." He drains the clear ice cubes of any remaining liquid as they clink together in his crystal glass. "I can't say that we've been happy for a long time. That is, we've been very happy when we've been apart. Whenever we're around each other, we're miserable. If your mom and I want to have a relationship in the future, it's better to be as cordial exes instead of spouses that hate each other. Maybe someday, we'll even be friends." "If it's not the infidelity, what's the problem? Money?" I ask. "Your mother has never wanted for anything," he states, setting his glass down firmly. "We just... DIG at each other. We know exactly how to press each other's buttons, and I think... we both get a thrill out of doing that. I'm not innocent in the whole thing... I played my part in the crumbling our relationship. It got to the point where I wanted to come home to see you guys... and then I would make excuses... and stay on the road because I didn't want to see her. I didn't want to get into it with her because...." "Because?" Kel asks. "Because she's better at it than I am!" he laughs. "It's hard for me to admit defeat, but that woman.... She can always one-up me. The things she says to me.... I can't believe that one human being could say those things to another human being... I swear that woman has venom... VENOM dripping from her fangs... Sorry, I'm rambling." "I know Mom can be... pretty mean sometimes... but can't you suck it up for the short time you're home?" I shrug my shoulders. "That's what we've been doing for years. It hasn't worked." Dad presses the button and Vince instantly opens the door. He orders another drink, and tells Vince it's okay to tell the kitchen to start the food. "Dad, it's okay," I exhale a large breath. "We'll do whatever we can to help." I glance at Kel, who is staring at me with surprise. "Is that how you feel, too, Kel?" Dad asks. "Yes," he says, returning his gaze down to his lap. "Thank you both," he says as Vince delivers a new drink and freshens up the table. "So how was your first year at UCLA, Austin?" I know exactly what he's up to. He wants to ask me about my life first, so that when he talks to Kel about filming his show, it won't seem like he doesn't care about me. "Fine... I mean... good." I suddenly remember that neither Mom nor Dad knows that I flunked all of my spring semester classes... and Dad doesn't know that I'm gay. I think that one will have to wait for another night. "What are some of the classes you took?" "You know... I'm still undeclared... so I just knocked out some GE's. I probably could've just taken them at a local JC and saved you some cash," I say. I realize that if I'm lying, I'd better make some eye contact with Dad, or he'll know the truth. I look up in his eyes, but I know instantly he's on to me. I hold my breath, hoping he doesn't pursue the line of questioning. "What about you Kel?" "I did online homeschooling," Kel says, slightly confused. "I know! I want to know all about the show!" Dad laughs. Kel perks up and regales Dad with stories from the set of his show. I watch in wonder, loving the sight of Kel in his element. He's so fucking cute when he's happy and commanding the conversation. I wonder what he'll be like in the future... once he's a star. He will definitely make it, now that he's landed this show. There's no way the world won't think about Kel the same way I do. Vince shows up with our food. We always order the same thing. Kel gets a pasta dish with mushrooms, Dad has a peppercorn filet and a lobster tail, and I go with the short ribs. We continue gabbing about Kel's show. I insert good-natured jabs whenever I can, as any normal brother would. Kel doesn't seem to take offense, as he knows exactly what I'm up to. Occasionally, I feel Kel's foot rub up against mine under the table... another clue that he's not offended. Vince reenters and clears the table. It must be getting late... we've talked for a long time, and Kel and I have a long drive ahead of us. "So what else has been going on?" Dad asks after a short silence. "I dunno... I'm just chillin'," I say, forcing out a yawn, hoping it's convincing. "What about you, Kel?" "It seems like I'm on the set all the time. I never see my friends anymore. I'm so exhausted when I get home, I usually just get in the pool or hang with Austin." "Speaking of that, Kel... I hear that you finally got Austin to fuck you!" Dad says, and I feel my body instantly start to dissolve. "Oh God," I groan, covering my hands over my face as tightly as possible. I hear Kel's forehead thump against the table, and Dad starts to laugh. My face is so fire-hot that I'm afraid the palms of my hands might blister. "Sorry to say it like that," he tries to stifle more laughter, "but I was hoping that one of you would have just told me." I shake my head and continue pressing my hands against my face as firmly as possible. I don't hear a peep from Kel, so I peek through my fingers at Dad. He seems to be waiting for us to say something, but he doesn't look furious. "How did you find out?" I manage to groan out a few syllables. "Are you kidding? It was your mother! You know she wants to hurt me." He rolls his eyes. "So you knew all this time... and you knew about Kel having a crush on me." "Of course. I wanted you to confide in me, but it's nothing that I could have brought up to you." Dad says to Kel, and he finally picks his head up from the table. "It had to be something you brought up to me." "I thought you would think I was crazy or sick or somethin," Kel says softly. "I still can't believe I told Mom about it." "You know why your Mom and I are against this, right?" "Because we're brothers?" I ask sarcastically. "Hey, I'm not going to throw that conformist stuff at you. I'm not one to strike down ANYONE'S... sexual appetites." He clears his throat and takes a sip of water. Kel and I glance at each other, wondering what's coming next. "We want you boys to have amazing lives. We want you to be happy and fulfilled, and we want you boys to be there for each other your entire lives." "It sounds to me like you're arguing FOR our relationship, not against it," I say. "Family is EVERYTHING! We don't want you to throw it away on some sexual romp in your teens. We want you boys to have a great relationship for your whole lives. This will end just like every teenage relationship... at BEST, you'll be civil at reunions and weddings and funerals. At worst, and most probably, you'll hate each other and never speak to each other again." "Dad," Kel beats me to the punch. Now I have some time to think about exactly what I'm going to say. "Trust me, we've talked about this. We had a long talk about this before we even... got together. Austin and I want the same thing. We want to be a part of each other's lives ALWAYS!" "I know that right now, when it's brand new, you think you can be in love forever-" "That's not what I'm talking about!" Kel snaps. "We went over what might happen to us if we tried this. I promised Austin that... if he tried this with me, that I would let him go whenever he wanted to go. I would never blame him or be mad at him. I just wanted him... for a little while in my life... the way that I've always dreamt of. It's been totally worth it, even if it ends tonight!" "Again, it's easy to say that now. What happens when you're actually feeling those feelings of hurt and betrayal? Do you think you can just shrug it off, and be friendly and indifferent when you see Austin with his new girlfriend at the house?" I can't take it anymore, and I slam my glass against the table. Dad and Kel stare at me, waiting for my speech. I know this had better be good. I have to appease Dad and make Kel feel secure in our relationship, too. "Look, I get it," I say, starting with a big sigh. "I know I don't have the best track record with commitment and seeing things through." I pause to see if sarcasm registers in either of their faces, but they're both listening attentively. "I suppose I've been searching for something... something that I didn't have with Hunter, something that I haven't had with anyone. I don't even think I've been searching for love. I never thought I'd get into another serious relationship after what happened with Hunter." "What DID happen with Hunter, exactly?" Dad asks, taking this opportunity to get some information that I haven't shared with anyone. "Maybe some other time," I say, laughing. "Let's just say that it hurt." "I always thought you guys made a great couple," Dad days, and I see Kel sulk. "Well, we didn't. We had problems... mainly because I'm fucking GAY!" I shout. "Oh yeah, I keep forgetting about that." Dad laughs. "That's cool, Austin, but it will take a while for me to see you as gay." "Anyway, one constant that I've had in my life is Kel. I've always loved Kel, and I've always wanted to make him happy. I admit, that was the main motivation in starting this... new relationship with him." I take a deep breath. "But, I found what I was looking for." I reach out and take Kel's hand, and he looks back at me with a loving smile. "Are you sure about that?" Dad asks. I can tell that it was a sincere question, so I suppress the urge to fire back in anger. "There seems to be the opinion that I could, at any time, just leave Kel for some guy or GIRL that I walk past. The thought that I could have it in me... to do that to Kel... to hurt him so badly...." I take a deep breath and a large swig of water. "It makes me sick, and it makes me furious. It makes me furious at MYSELF. It makes me furious that I have led you to believe that I am the type of person who could do something like that." "Austin, I didn't mean-" Kel says, as a tear rolls down his cheek. I shake my head quickly to stop him, and give him a smile to let him know not to feel bad. "I love Kel, Dad. I love him with everything I have. I know it's strange, but it happened. I know how I feel, and I think Kel feels the same way. I'm not going to hurt him... EVER." "That's nice to hear," Dad dismisses my words as he finishes off another drink with ice cubes clinking. "What about you, Kel? What if you meet someone else?" "What?" Kel laughs. "Now that you're going to be a big star, you'll be able to get guys that are much hotter than Austin." "There's no one hotter than Austin," Kel says quietly, looking down into his lap. "What else you got?" I look back at Dad with satisfaction. "Nothing!" Dad says, wiping his mouth thoroughly with his napkin. That's always his cue that we're leaving. "I may be crazy, too, but consider me a cautious supporter." "Really?" Kel perks up suddenly. "I believe you both. I believe that neither of you want to hurt the other, and that's the most important issue for your mom and me. We're both going to hold you to that." "Don't worry Dad." I put my arm on Kel's back, and give it a little rub. Kel tries to stifle his response to my touch, and Dad and I both laugh. We say our good-byes and give each other warm hugs and firm pats on the back before heading out. Kel and I sit in silence in my jeep as we pull out onto the street and I let out a huge sigh of relief once we merge onto the freeway. That was an eventful dinner for sure. I almost forgot that my parents are getting a divorce. "Austin?" Kel asks. "What's on your mind, little bro?" I give him a slanted smile, and Kel turns to me with a nice smile of his own. "I just wanted to let you know... that what you said... really meant a lot to me." "I meant every word." "I know, so did I." His smile widens. "Austin, I need you right now. I need you inside of me. I need you to make love to me right now." "That would be hard to explain to the cop that pulls me over." "Auuuustin," he groans, letting me know he's serious. "Kel, dude! We'll be home in one hour, and I promise, I'll take GOOD care of you then." I try to give him a sexy look that will appease him until then. "Nooooo, Austin. I need you right NOW!" He arches his back in his super sexy way. He always does it whenever he knows he's going to get fucked. My dick leaps in my pants. "Fuck, you're right! We need to find a hotel." "Make it a super SLEAZY motel... the first fucking one you see!" Austin moans and continues to arch his back, knowing it drives me wild. "How 'bout that one?" I ask, pulling off the freeway, knowing the answer. "Mmmm perfect," Kel bites his lip. My tires screech as I pull into the Acapulco Inn. We both bolt into the lobby, and I immediately regret not telling Kel to stay in the car. He has the same thought, and takes out his phone, trying to act uninterested. "A room, please," I say, trying not to look the clerk in the eyes. "How many beds?" he asks. "Doesn't matter," I say, stupidly. Kel looks up at me. "Two beds. Two." "Just kiddin'," the clerk snorts. "Rooms only got one bed." "That's fine," I say, feeling my cheeks flush. "Do you have roll-away beds?" Kel asks, cleverly. "Nope." The clerk smiles at me, smacking his gum over and over. "It's fine for one night, Austin. I'll stay on my side and you stay on yours," Kel says. The clerk isn't fazed, and continues to stare me down with a big smile, this time, blowing a bubble. "Fine," I say, signing the credit card slip. Kel takes the key and runs out of the office ahead of me. I'll have to pull the car around. I hope he's naked by the time I get to the room. "Hey," the clerk calls out just as I reach the door. "That kid.... He's about ready to pop. You'd better hurry or he'll finish before you get there." I give him a wink over my shoulder as I walk out the door. I pull the car up to the room. The curtains are pulled, but I see a light on inside. I let myself in. Sure enough, Kel has removed the bedspread and is lying naked on the sheet. He's never looked better. "Hurry Austin," he moans and arches his back again. "I'm tryin'!" I kick off my shoes and start peeling off my jacket and shirt. I haven't worn a suit in so long. I've forgotten how many pieces there are and how annoying they are to take off. I see Kel squirt some lube on his fingers and shove them up his hole. He moans and squirms on the bed, waiting for me. "I'm glad you remembered to bring some lube," I laugh. "Never leave home without it." He waggles it back and forth in his hand, then tosses it to me. I finally drop my boxer briefs and my dick springs out, ready to be slickened up. "Yeah," I moan as I rub a nice amount all over my dick and leap onto bed on both knees. I scoot up next to Kel as he lifts both legs into the air and puts his ankles up on my shoulders. I quickly slide it in, noticing a nice string of pre leaking from Kel's tip to his belly button. The kid really is about to pop. "Austin, love me!" he grunts, thrashing his head from side to side. "I love ya, little bro." I kiss him up his chest, around his neck and finally land on his lips. I kiss him deeply, and know by his moans that he's cumming. With a few careful thrusts, I quickly do the same.