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Lance and Philip

Chapter 6

 

After dinner and the clearing up, Lance and Pip retired to the bedroom. They undressed each other down to their underwear and then lay down beside each other. Lance had another surprise for Pip; he was wearing some black underpants with the words "IT'S NOT GOING TO SUCK ITSELF" in green lettering, on them. Pip initially resisted the temptation as he was always inclined first to start by just kissing, cuddling and stroking. The intercourse stages, both oral and anal, even though the latter was not yet part of the agenda with Lance, were exciting, but the initial slow build-up of kissing and stroking was what turned Pip on the most. The tingly feeling when a sexual partner slowly ran just the tips of his fingers over Pip's arms, legs, chest and most especially back just sent excited shivers through his whole body. Pip had decided that this, his second weekend with Lance, was to be the weekend he would add these tantric techniques to his sexual repertoire with Lance.

 

Pip quietly asked, "Lance, I want to go really slowly this evening, please. I want to introduce you to the joys of sensual touching, a part of tantric sex. Please just lie back and enjoy, let go and just know that the man who loves and adores you, more than he can even properly put into words, is touching you, exciting you, simply worshipping you, in the best way he knows how."

 

Pip started by gently kissing Lance. There was no frenching on this occasion, first, the lips touched Lance's hair many times, then, slow progress, from right to left, across the forehead of his treasured one. Pip then kissed both eyes, both ears, both temples and both cheeks (many times), and then dozens of, slowly delivered, closed-mouth kisses, right on Lance's delicate, moist, heavenly lips.

 

The next place for Pip's ministrations was Lance's shoulders and chest. Starting with Lance's left shoulder Pip stroked his right index finger along the shoulder over the neck, running a circle around his lover's adam's apple then across the right shoulder, down across the chest, in an arc, to Lance's exquisite innie navel, and then another arc back to where he had started. Pip had thus traced the shape of a shield on his precious friend's chest, an ancient emblem of protection, which symbolised just exactly the central emotion, which Pip felt, after love, towards Lance. Pip's deep, wholehearted desire, at all times, was, always had been, and always would be to protect Lance from all harm of any kind.

 

Lance's weekends with Pip went along roughly the same way for over a month, during which time they had grown closer and closer together. On one occasion, Pip finally remembered to properly compliment Lance on how beautiful his dick was. It was just the right size, about 7" long and not overly thick. "Your dick is so suckable, darling, and easy to deep throat and, as for its output, that is just nectar."

 

Pip had even started doing some exercise with Lance on Saturday afternoon. Post exercise sex on the afternoon of Saturday, December 16th, 2006, Lance and Pip had just finished their exercise when Lance spoke up, "Pip, Christmas is 9 days away and, though I still live with my parents, I normally don't have anything to do with them. For my mum's sake, though, I try, despite the difficulties that often ensue, to sit down with the family for midday Christmas dinner. I know you have no family here and normally you have Christmas alone. I have grown to love you very deeply, Pip, and you are my publicly declared boyfriend. It is time for me to take the last step, and, despite whatever might happen, I want to bring you to my family's dining table, on Christmas Day; if they reject you, I will reject them. What do you say?" "Thank you, darling, of course, I will come."

 

"I must now do something, which I should have done weeks ago. I am going to call my eldest brother and tell him your name, and the fact that we are boyfriend and boyfriend. I will then send him your picture; his wife might have something to say, about your age, but I rarely take notice of much she says; she often means well, but she doesn't really understand me."

 

Pip dialled Donald's number, "Hello, Donald, how are you." "Much as usual, Patricia is doing well at her new job and Sally has been promoted." "Donald, I'm pleased for Patricia and Sally, please pass on my congratulations to both of them. I have called you today for a very special reason. You will, hopefully, remember I came out to you and the whole family, 4 years ago. I also said that I was doing it because I had fallen in love with a young man at university, but that he had not requited my love; despite that, I knew that I could no longer live a lie, which I had been doing for 45 years. I never forgot that young man, Lance is his name, and I have kept my love for him deep in my heart ever since. Well, a few months ago, he contacted me, we dated a few times and then he visited me. Every weekend since, which is for the last two months, we have been sharing a bed. We are both deeply in love with each other and I hope you will accept Lance as a member of our family. Just to make it clear, Lance is 25 years of age, and I ask both you and Stephanie to make no comments about that, please. Lance has filled a void in my life and he is the one. He has invited me to his family's Christmas dinner and I hope that will be the final seal, so to say, on the beginning of the beginning of our life together. I will call you on Boxing Day." "We'll probably be up at the Montauk house, so call there." "I'm sending you, via email, a picture of me and Lance, which is the background on both our computers." "OK, I'll look out for it." with that the phone was hung up and Pip went back to the lounge room for a pre-dinner kiss and cuddle, with Lance. Pip was already thinking about the next big step, regardless of whatever might happen on Christmas Day.

 

Lance picked Pip up and they travelled in his car to Lance's home. They arrived a little after midday. Mr. and Mrs Hopgood greeted Pip politely, but both Lance and Pip could sense a tension in the air immediately. Christmas Dinner was enjoyed by all, but conversation appeared to be more subdued than one might expect at a once-a-year family gathering.

 

Virtually immediately, after Christmas Dinner was over, Lance decided he could not cope with the tension so Lance and Pip returned to Pip's house. Lance had decided that he would stay with Pip until after the New Year. About an hour after they had left Lance's home, and only a few minutes after they had got back, Mrs. Hopgood rang Lance, on his mobile, the following conversation ensued,

 

"Lance, I am very disappointed. I brought you up a good catholic boy, you were even an altar boy for a couple of years, and now you bring a man double your age to our family Christmas dinner, the only time in the year we ever all get together. How dare you, I didn't know where to look." "Well, mother, if that's how you feel, this is the last time, we will ever talk, I love Pip, and he has treated me with more love and affection, and to a greater level, than you ever did. You were always judging me and telling me I was not good enough. Well, now you can be happy, I am no longer a member of the Hopgood family, I repudiate you all, goodbye forever. I will pick up my stuff on Sunday, while all of you are at church." With that, Lance closed his phone and went over to Pip, who was on the couch, laid his head on Pip's shoulder and began to howl. After a while, still sobbing, he said, "I'll miss her, but if she won't accept you, I won't accept her. I've burnt that bridge and I just have you now, Pip, but I'm oh so so happy. I know it was probably up to you, being the older one, and I haven't even prepared for this, but will you marry me. Ontario's only 6½ hours away." Pip was now the one to collapse and bawl, "Yes, Yes, Yes, of course, my dearest, sweetest, most beautiful, delicious young man. I am overjoyed to finally have a fiancé, bless you, my everlasting love."

 

They retired to the bedroom, to seal their engagement with deep and loving sex.

 

Ontario required that the marrying couple be resident there and so three months later, after Pip's house had been sold, they moved to Kitchener, Ontario, which Pip had recently discovered was near to the ancestral home of one of his four-greats uncles, at Mitchell, Ontario. That town was even named after that four-greats uncle.

 

Lance went on to take the Personal Training Specialist and Fitness Instructor Specialist courses with Canadian Fitness Professionals Inc (canfitpro). Lance set up business as a personal trainer and Pip became his first student. Lance also is a competent amateur photographer and has done many weddings for the local straight and gay community in and around Kitchener.

 

On Friday, August 10th, 2007, on Pip's 52nd birthday, Lance and Pip were married in Brigadoon Park, near to the Upper Strasburg Creek Lake. Donald, Stephanie, Sally and Patricia were all there along with a few members of the local gay community also attending; sadly there had been no reconciliation with Lance's parents, or siblings, and there was, therefore, no-one, from his family, present.

 

In 2009, Lance raised the question of raising a child, or maybe two, with Pip. There were a couple of lesbian friends who already had children and were willing to be surrogates. Lance and Pip produced the necessary semen and, on Wednesday, July 7th, 2010, two beautiful, perfect, baby boys were born. The mothers both agreed to hand over their children to Lance and Pip, who both promised to keep their children in touch with their mothers.

 

July 7th, 2020, saw a very large, 10th birthday party, for two boys, who were brothers and twins but not blood brothers and twins. What will the next ten years bring, for this happy family of four guys?

 

This story is now concluded

 

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