Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2005 07:13:58 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Brothers, Friends, & Lovers - Chapter 19 DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and between men and teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! Brothers, Friends, & Lovers Chapter 19 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dan turned the lock on Jason's door as he closed it behind him when he followed Jason into his room. Jason looked up at Dan and gave him a sad look. "I don't know Dan," Jason said. "I'm not sure I'm really into it. "Luke asked me to take care of y'all if anything happened to him. So how's 'bout ya let me do that?" Dan asked. "I'm not exactly feeling up for some fun though," Jason said. Dan didn't reply, he just looked at Jason and smiled a slight, but sad smile. At the same time, he reached down and gave his swelling crotch a squeeze. Jason smiled slightly, as he watched Dan grope himself. "Why don't y'all let me see if I can't take away some of yer tension?" Dan said, waggling his eyebrows, as he felt his penis straining against the fabric of his jeans and boxers. "It's what Luke would've wanted me to do for ya!" Jason felt his penis beginning to stiffen, as he looked at Dan, who was still massaging his own crotch. "I expect you're right that Lukey wouldn't want us to stop having sex, just because he's gone," Jason said, reaching down and giving his crotch a squeeze as well. Dan smiled and stepped over to Jason. "Why don' ya let me handle that fer y'all," he drawled, smiling. His hand reached down and brushed Jason's hand away. Then he cupped Jason's bulge and gave it a gentle squeeze. "So what'd you have in mind?" Jason asked, huskily, as he felt his penis finish completely hardening. "Why don't we get naked, and see what happens?" Dan suggested. "OK," Jason said. The two each began to unbutton their shirts then. Within a minute, both young men were completely nude. Standing amidst a layer of discarded clothing that was strewn about the floor, Dan stepped over to Jason and took him in his arms and began kissing him. Hungrily, Jason's mouth opened, and his lips and tongue responded to Dan's. The two stood, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing for some time, as their erections, which were pressed between their bodies, throbbed and began leaking pre-cum. Eventually they parted, and breathlessly, Jason said, "I want you to make love to me Dan!" Dan smiled, and said, "That's just what I'd like to do! Why don't y'all lie down on the bed, and let me get started." Smiling, Jason stepped over to the bed, and laid down across it, on his back, with his butt resting on the edge of the bed, and his legs spread wide apart. Dan followed him and dropped to his knees on the floor between Jason's legs. Jason's dick twitched as he felt Dan's hot breath blowing over his scrotum and the underside of his rigid penis, and through his pubic hair, as Dan paused to look closely at his genitals. "Man, he sure has beautiful equipment!" Dan thought to himself, as he licked his lips in anticipation. Dan took Jason's erection, which was laying flat against his belly, pointing upward toward his navel, in his hand and bent it up, toward him. There was a drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip of it. Dan stuck his tongue out and leaned forward and licked the fluid from Jason's piss slit, then savored the flavor of it for a moment. He felt Jason's penis flex and expand slightly, then soften and shrink back to its normal erect state, as Jason involuntarily clenched his muscles in response to the feeling of Dan's hand wrapped around it. Glancing up at Jason's face, Dan saw that he was looking down at him, wantonly. Smiling, Dan opened his mouth and sucked Jason's hardon into it. "Ohhhhh!" Jason gasped quietly, as Dan's mouth plunged down over as much of his cock as he could get in his mouth. Dan began to slowly suck up and down on the top 2/3 or so of Jason's dick then, as Jason closed his eyes and relaxed, finally letting go of some of the tension in his body, and enjoying the sensual feelings his friend was giving him. Jason lay for a while, completely absorbed in the pleasureful feelings he was experiencing, moaning quietly every so often, as Dan continued sucking up and down on his cock. Eventually, Dan stopped. Jason opened his eyes and looked down at Dan. "How 'bout y'all lift them legs, and let me have a go at that gorgeous man pussy of your's!" Dan said, smiling up at Jason. Jason grinned at the thought of what was about to happen, and pulled his knees up to his chest, and held them spread apart, completely exposing his asshole to Dan. Smiling, Dan leaned forward again, and sticking his tongue out, he began licking around and around Jason's rosebud, ever so lightly, purposely ignoring Jason's anus completely. Jason couldn't wait to feel Dan's tongue on his hole, and wriggled around a little, in hopes that it would cause Dan's tongue to come into contact with it. Eventually, Dan stopped teasing Jason and licked from the top of his ass crack, to the bottom, directly through the deepest part of his clevage, directly over his asshole. "Mmmmmm!" Jason moaned, as he felt Dan's tongue finally slide gently over his hole. Dan started licking up and down over Jason's pucker then, as Jason moaned and wiggled his ass about with delight. Dan began licking at Jason's hole a little harder, then a little harder still. Eventually, he formed his tongue into a spear and pressed gently, directly on Jason's anus. He felt some resistence at first, but pressed a bit harder. Suddenly, Jason's sphincter relaxed and opened, allowing Dan's tongue to pass through it, until it ended up poking up into Jason's rectum. "OH FUCK!" Jason gasped, as Dan's tongue slid inside him. Smiling to himself, Dan began slowly shoving his tongue in and out of Jason's asshole, as Jason began moaning steadily. He continued tongue-fucking Jason for a little while, until he felt Jason's hole was relaxed and open enough to accept a couple of his fingers. He backed off then, much to Jason's disappointment. Taking a tube of KY jelly out of the bedside drawer, Dan squeezed some onto his fingers, and a dab of it onto Jason's asshole, then he gently inserted one finger into Jason's rectum. Jason moaned with pleasure again, as Dan finger-fucked him for a minute. Soon, Dan added a second finger, eliciting even deeper moaning from Jason. After another minute, Dan added a third finger, causing Jason to gasp and groan. Dan shoved his three fingers gently in and out of Jason for a minute or so, as Jason lay writhing under him, then he finally removed them. He squeezed a little more lube into his hand, then used it to lubricate his throbbing cock. "Ready?" he asked Jason. "Oh Yeah!" Jason replied, smiling. "Scootch back on the bed then," Dan said. Jason moved back onto the bed, making room for Dan to crawl onto it and get into position, which Dan quickly did. Then, Dan lowered his body over Jason, until the tip of his cock was lodged against Jason's anus. With a gentle push, the tip of his dick slid easily through Jason's sphincter. "Ohhhh!" Jason gasped. Dan stopped and waited a moment, then slowly began pushing the rest of his cock into Jason, until it was buried completely in Jason's anal cavity, and his pubic bone was pressed firmly up against Jason's ass. "MMMMmmmm!" Jason moaned, smiling. Dan smiled as he began slowly withdrawing his tool from inside Jason. When he was almost all the way out, he reversed his direction, and again pushed himself all the way back up inside him, eliciting another moan of pleasure from him. Slowly, Dan began long-dicking Jason then, pulling his cock almost all the way out of him, then shoving it all the way back in. As he continued fucking Jason, he inperceptibly kept on speeding up ever so slightly. Eventually, he as shoving his dick in and out of Jason's asshole at a good pace, as Jason lie beneath him, with his hand wrapped around his cock, beating off in time with Dan's rythym, moaning softly all the while. It didn't take too long before both young men felt their orgasms beginning to build. "Fuck me harder!" Jason gasped. Smiling, Dan obliged, and instantly felt his orgasm building even faster. Jason too felt his orgasm coming on strong too. Dan began pounding his cock in and out of Jason's asshole then. His pubic bone was slamming against Jason's perineal area, and Jason was moaning continually. Suddenly, Dan felt Jason's rectum contract, and his sphincter clamping firmly around his cock, as Jason let out a groan, and ejaculated a huge rope of cum between their two bodies. A little bit of it grazed Dan's belly, as he leaned over Jason. The majority landed all over Jason's belly and torso though. Feeling Jason's orgasm begin excited Dan to the point that he climaxed as well. "Fuck!" he gasped, as he suddenly tensed up and fired a huge volley of jism deep within Jason's bowels. "Mmmmm!" Jason moaned, as he squirted another load all over himself, again squeezing Dan's hardon with his asshole. "Awwww" Dan exclaimed, flooding Jason's insides again. Both young men continued moaning and gasping with ecstasy for the next several seconds, as they each spasmed repeatedly, expelling copius amounts of semen. Eventually, their orgasm's ended. Dan relaxed and lay on top of Jason for a minute, with his dick still stuffed up Jason's ass. Gently he kissed Jason on the lips. Jason responded and the two shared a long, passionate kiss, before Dan had to break away from it, so they could both catch their breath. Smiling down at Jason, Dan slowly withdrew his shrinking penis from Jason's asshole. He turned onto his back and laid down next to Jason, who lowered and stretched out his legs. "Fuck that was nice!" Jason said, smiling at Dan. "Oh yeah!" Dan agreed, smiling back at him. "Let's rest up and go for seconds!" The two lie quietly, looking at each other, grinning. A moment later, Jason rolled toward Dan, and Dan rolled toward Jason, and the two began kissing again. * * * As the Jason and Dan made love upstairs, and Marge napped in her bedroom, Herb was sitting alone on the couch in the living room, staring down at the picture in his lap that had fallen out of the letter he'd just opened. He was in complete shock. In one way, he was horrified, yet in another, he was rather excited. Hoping to calm himself, Herb reached over and took a large swallow of bourbon, from the glassful he'd just poured himself. It didn't help. Herb still sat staring down at the photo in astonishment. As he did, another feeling came over him as well though. Extreme desire. In fact, within less than a minute Herb was sporting serious wood. Ralph Olgilvie had never looked as hot as he did in the photograph Herb was looking at! As precum started to moisten his underwear, Herb sat staring at the photo of his old boyhood friend, completely stunned. Slowly, his hand moved to his crotch, and he began caressing himself. After a while, Herb's mind began to clear a little. He still couldn't take his eyes off Ralph's picture though, nor his hand out of his crotch, but he did start to think. "How the hell did he ever find me?" Herb thought. "I never let him know where I was!" "Why is he writing to me now?" he thought, as his mind churned. Finally, curiosity got the better of him, and he tore his eyes from Ralph's picture, and opened up the letter and began reading. "Dear Herb, It's been a long time. Way too long. Before I begin all the things I want to say to you though, I need to tell you how terribly sorry I am for you for the loss of your son. Although we haven't been in touch in over 20 years, I have been keeping tabs on you. It was Ellen Trowbridge who called me and told me about Luke. Herb, words can never convey how badly I feel, knowing how much you must be suffering because of Luke's passing. I haven't been lucky enough to ever become a father, so I can't know how much pain you're feeling. I do know what it's like though to lose people you love. I imagine it's worse though when it's your own child. Life can be so unfair at times. Nobody should have to bury their own children. I'm so very sorry that you've had to bury one of your's. My thoughts and deepest sympathy are with you. If there is anything I can do, or anyway I can help, please just pick up the phone and call me! My number is at the bottom of this letter. Also, please extend my sincerest condolences to Marge and Jason. In case you're wondering how I know so much about your family, Ellen gave me their names and told me a bit about them. I know they must be hurting as much as you are too. I expect that this isn't really the time or place to discuss "us", and what happened to our friendship, but, since I'm already writing, it'll be easier for me to just keep going now. I've thought about writing so many times in the past, but haven't had the nerve to. Herb, if you don't want to read this now, I'll understand. Just put it away, and whenever you feel like it, take it out and read it then. I don't want to cause you anymore upset at a time like this. It's a long time since the last time we saw each other, that day in October when we were still in college and we were both home for the weekend. A lot changed for us that day, and a lot's happened since. And, in particular, a lot seemed to happen to you those first few weeks of our college careers too. Changes took place that I never dreamed would. I don't want to hurt you in anyway, or make you feel bad, but I think you should know how I felt when I left your house that day, and how I continued to feel for some time afterward. When we parted ways and went off to our respective colleges that summer, we were best friends, and lovers. I thought of you as my boyfriend, and I thought you felt the same way about me. I truly loved you Herb. I had a good time at school, but I missed you! I couldn't wait for us to be together again. Finally, Columbus Day Weekend rolled around. We were both going to be home! I was so excited! I couldn't wait to see you! I wanted to tell you how much I missed you, and how much I loved you! Then, I got to your house. I was shocked to find out you had a girlfriend, and that you'd brought her home with you, and worst of all, you told me you were sleeping with her! I was crushed. But I wasn't nearly as crushed as I was when you told me that our relationship, with all the wonderful sex we'd had while we were in highschool, was just adolescent experimentation for you! Herb, I had never felt as much pain as I did when you told me that. I loved you Herb! I thought you loved me too! I never felt so betrayed, so torn apart, and so alone! When I left your house, I ran home and locked myself in my room. I cried the rest of the day, and all evening. I didn't leave my room until it was time to go back to school. That's how much I loved you, and that's how hurt I was. Like I said, I'm not trying to make you feel bad, or hurt you in any way by telling you this. It's just something I think you should know. I would like to know something though. If you're willing to answer this letter, I'd really like to know how you truly felt about me, and "us" as we grew up. Was it really just adolescent experimentation for you? Or were you just saying that? Have you even ever thought of me over the years since then? It took a while, but I finally did get over you. Eventually, I met a boy at school who was from California. His name was Owen. We fell in love. During our last year of school, we got an apartment together off-campus. We lived together as partners, just like a married couple. It was wonderful. The sex was fantastic too! After school, I moved to California, where he wanted to live, to be close to his family. We got an apartment together, and started our lives together. It was great! His family accepted the fact he was gay, and they liked me. I grew to love them as my own family, which was a good thing, as my parents didn't really want me around once they found out I was gay. Eventually Owen and I got a house together. We lived happily together for many years. Unfortunately, Owen passed away last year from cancer. He was sick for most of the last year of his life. I took care of him the best I could, and he passed away one afternoon, in his sleep, while he was napping, with me by his side. The pain of losing him was excruciating. The worst I've ever felt, and I'm still nowhere near being over him. I don't know if I ever will be. We had 24 years together, and I'm very happy we had them. I just wish that we'd had more time. 45 is way too young to die. We should've had another 40 years or so together. Now, for the past few months, since I'm over the immediate grief of Owen's death, I've been trying to figure out what to do with my life. One thing I've always wanted to do over all these years is to try and reconnect with you Herb. Since Owen died, the feeling that I wanted to do this has been stronger. I know he'd approve. I hadn't gotten around to doing anything about it as yet, then I heard about poor Luke, and I decided that at the least, I wanted to let you know how sorry I was for you. Anyway, if you've read through my letter to this point, then you know my feelings about things. I hope you have read it. I'd really like to rekindle our friendship Herb. I'm over the pain of our breakup, and have been for some time now. I'm not mad at you for what happened either. Well... OK I was for a while, but in reality, I think I've figured things out, and I realize that it wasn't how you truly wanted things to work out either. I'd love to get together with you once, in person, and see if we can't get our friendship back. If you're willing, I'm going to be in the Northeastern US this fall. I'd love to drive up to Vermont and see you once. Please be assured, that I'm aware your family must not know about your relationship with me, and that you'd prefer to keep it that way. I'm willing to let everyone think we were just kids who knew each other growing up, if that's easier for you. I would very much like to have some private time together though, to discuss things openly and honestly with you. What do you say? If you agree, give me a call, or e-mail me. I'd love to hear from you! Love always, Ralph PS - Here's a picture of me. It was taken last summer. Don't I look old now?" Herb sat and stared incredulously at Ralph's letter, and his photo. As he thought about how much he'd hurt Ralph, tears filled his eyes. He'd never wanted to hurt Ralph. He had loved Ralph, just like Ralph had loved him. A couple tears trickled down his cheeks as he thought about how much he'd hurt the boy he loved, and in the process, how much he'd hurt himself too. If only he hadn't done that. If only he'd had the balls to live his life the way he was meant to live it, things would've been different! As Herb sat weeping quietly, thinking about the mess he'd made of his life, he suddenly thought of Luke. Then he thought of Jason, and of Marge too. Sure, inside he was gay, and he should probably have lived his life with Ralph, the way both of them had wanted to. But if he had, neither Luke nor Jason would ever have been born! And as much as he hadn't truly been physically attracted to marge, in his own way, he did love her now. The more Herb thought about it all, the more confused he got. And, the more he wondered what he should do about Ralph. In his heart, he wanted to pick up the phone and call Ralph and tell him how sorry he was to have hurt him so, all those years ago. He wanted Ralph to know that he loved him then, and he still did, even today, and yes, he too wanted to rekindle their relationship. On the other hand, he wondered how he could explain Ralph to Marge and Jason. Then, another thought struck him. If he and Ralph became friends again, maybe they might even be intimate with each other again! Instantly Herb was aroused again. Automatically, his hand moved to his crotch, and through his slacks, he squeezed his rapidly stiffening penis. Concentrating, he recalled the memory of the first time Ralph fucked him up the ass, in the upstairs hallway at Ralph's house, in front of the big mirror. In his mind's eye Herb could see himself, naked, on his hands and knees with his ass pushed up and back toward Ralph, who was spooned over him, with his huge dick shoved up Herb's ass. Herb remembered eagerly awaiting each of Ralph's strong, forward thrusts. He could almost feel Ralph's cock sliding up inside him again, raking over his prostate, and ultimately filling his rectal void, giving him that wonderful 'stuffed' feeling. Remembering this, Herb's dick began leaking pre-cum again. "Fuck!" Herb grumbled, getting up off the couch. * * * With a huge tent in the crotch of his pants, and Ralph's picture in his hand, Herb moved quickly to the bathroom. Quickly he slipped inside and locked the door behind him. Then, he stuck Ralph's picture up in the slot between the mirror and its frame on the door of the medicine cabinet on the wall. Quickly, Ralph opened his slacks and slid them, and his boxers off. He dropped them on the floor, then he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and took that, and his T-Shirt off too. He dropped these on the floor too. Reaching into the cabinet under the sink, Herb found a smooth-handled screwdriver he left there, for just such an occasion. He used a dab of vaseline from a jar in the medicine cabinet to lubricate the handle. Then he spread his feet apart and leaned over the sink. Reaching behind him with the greased screwdriver, Herb placed the tip of the slippery screwdriver handle against his anus. Then, he gently began pushing it against his hole, as he pushed with his rectal muscles as if he was trying to take a shit. "Ooohhh!" Herb groaned quietly, as the handle of the screwdriver slid through his sphincter, and up into his rectum. "Mmmmmm!" Herb moaned, closing his eyes, as he began shoving the screwdriver handle in and out of himself. With his other hand, Herb scooped another bit of vaseline from the jar, which he rubbed over his hardon. Then, as he continued fucking himself with the screwdriver, he also began sliding his hand up and down his hard cock. As Herb masturbated, and rammed his screwdriver dildo in and out of his asshole, his eyes fell on the picture of Ralph. This excited Herb even more. Within a minute, he was grunting with each inward thrust of the screwdriver handle, imagining it to be Ralph's cock. Pre-cum was oozing from Herb's piss slit, like his dick was a faucet. He could feel his orgasm building already. A few seconds later, as Herb was pounding the screwdriver handle in and out of himself, rubbing it back and forth over his prostate, and his hand was flying up and down his rod, he felt his climax beginning. With a loud groan he fervently hoped no one else in the house had heard, Herb ejaculated a huge stream of jism into the sink basin in front of him, some of it streaking across the chrome faucet. As he did so, his sphincter clamped shut on the hardness of the screwdriver handle. "Awwww!" Herb gasped, quietly, as the second wave of his orgasm swept over him, and he squirted another load of cum into the sink, again clenching the screwdriver handle. "Mmmmmmm!" he moaned, firing his third shot. Herb continued moaning or gasping with each successive spasm of his orgasm, until eventually, he was completely drained. Only then did he stop sliding his hand up and down his dick. Gently, he pulled the screwdriver out of his ass, exclaiming softly, at the feeling of his rectum expelling the foreign object. Herb looked at the screwdriver handle in disgust. There was a glob of shit stuck to the tip of the handle, and he immediately caught a whiff of his own fresh excrement. Herb laid the screwdriver on the edge of the sink, then washed his hands. Then, he washed his dick, and used a wad of toilet paper to clean his ass. Finally, he wiped and washed the screwdriver, before putting everything away, and cleaning the sink up. Lastly, he got dressed again. * * * When he was finished in the bathroom, Herb returned to the livingroom and pondered some more, what to do about Ralph. His asshole hurt, and his rectum felt mildly uncomfortable, as he sat thinking. As he thought about it he realized how awfully he'd treated Ralph, and how much he'd hurt not only Ralph, but himself as well. Except for the fact that his sons would never have been born, Herb wished very much now that he'd remained with Ralph, and lived his life in a way he knew would have been happier for him. As he sat thinking, he began to feel very isolated and alone. There was no one he could talk to about his feelings. Tears welled anew in his eyes, and again he wept. Eventually, Herb got hold of himself, and calmed down. He thought some more and realized he could talk to someone afterall. Ralph! Nervously, Herb looked at the phone and contemplated calling Ralph. He couldn't do it though. Besides, he was afraid Marge might get up and come out to the living room, or Jason and Dan might come downstairs. He wouldn't be able to talk then. After a couple minutes, Herb got up and went to his computer. He opened up his e-mail and typed out a message to Ralph. "Dear Ralph, Your letter, received today, was a great surprise, but most welcome! As you said, it has been way too long since we've been in touch! First, let me thank you so very much for your condolences about Luke. I wish that you'd had the opportunity to meet him. He was one of the two apples of my eye, and an extraordinary young man. Quite honestly, I can't imagine life without him, and still haven't completely grasped the fact that I will never have him in my life again. I am still, too much in shock to even consider or try to comprehend this. I don't know how I'll ever get past his death. Second, please accept my sincere condolences on the loss of your beloved Owen. I'm so sorry Ralph that you lost the love of your life, when you both should have had so many more years together. I'm truly very sorry about this! Please excuse the fact that I'm e-mailing you, rather than calling. I did want to phone, but, there are a few reasons I felt an e-mail would be better. I don't want to go into great detail here, or now. I still have much thinking to do, in order to say what I want to tell you, in the best way I can. I also would like to do it face to face if that's possible. I don't want to delay on the most important things I have to say though, so I'll say them here and now. Ralph, I hope you believe me when I tell you that I NEVER meant to hurt you! I realized you cared for me when we went off to school. And yes Ralph, I cared for you too. The fact is, I did love you Ralph, just as you loved me! For many reasons though, I felt that I had to reject my feelings for you, a man, and concentrate on forming relationships with women. I suppose I wasn't thinking so much at the time about how much what I was doing was hurting you, because I too was in a lot of pain over it. I'm so sorry Ralph! The last thing I ever meant to do was hurt you! As I watched you running from my house that day, I finally realized how hurt you were, and how much I was hurting myself too. A part of me died in that moment. I'm so sorry Ralph! I can't believe after what I did to you that you would want to even consider being friends with me again, but Ralph I would very much like to rekindle our friendship! Thank you for seeking me out and approaching me. Many times over the years, I thought to try and contact you too. I suppose I felt you might reject me, as I guess I thought you might be angry with me yet for ruining our friendship. Again, I'm sorry for that too. I thank God you had the balls to write to me Ralph! You're more of a man than I'll ever be. Like I said, I would like very much to meet with you, and talk about this in person. If you still would like to get together, let me know when you're coming east, and maybe we can get together. I'm sorry for everything Ralph. I do care about you yet, and I do think about you often. Love, Herb PS: I think you look great! What a great picture! I'll attach one of myself and my boys. I think I look much older now than you do!" Ralph attached a recent picture of himself with Jason and Luke, and clicked send, and the e-mail was sent. "I hope I did the right thing!" Herb thought to himself. * * * A few seconds later, sitting at his computer in his house in California, Ralph received Herb's e-mail. Eagerly he opened and read it. When he was finished, he had tears of both happiness and sadness trickling down his face, as he gazed at the picture of Herb and with sons. "He still looks pretty hot!" Ralph thought finally, smiling to himself, and wiping the tears from his cheeks. * * * A little while later, back in Vermont, Paul and Darren met Paul's mother for an early supper at one of Paul's favorite restaurants, Bonz Smokehouse & Grill in Morrisville, which wasn't far from where they were staying. At first the conversation was strained, as all three were uncomfortable yet over the encounter with Mr. Kelsey at the funeral home earlier. Finally, there was no way to avoid talking about it anymore. "I'm so sorry about this morning," Mrs. Kelsey said, nervously broaching the subject. "I know your father loves you Paul. He just can't bring himself to condone your lifestyle." "If he really loved me, he'd at least have just tried to avoid us. He wouldn't have been confrontational like he was!" Paul said. "You know how he is Paul. He doesn't always come across as he means to," Mrs. Kelsey said, hoping to placate her son. "That's bullshit, and you know it Mom! I DO know how he is. If he loved me, but just couldn't stand the fact that I'm gay, he wouldn't have been able to walk up to us and stare us up and down so belligerently, like he did. There was no love in his eyes at all! Just hatred! Pure unadulterated Hatred!" Paul said, bitterly. Mrs. Kelsey hesitated, but then said, "I know him better than you do Paul. Regardless of what you choose to believe, I know he does love you. I'm very sorry that he can't reconcile himself to the fact that he does love you, and get past his problem with your orientation. I've tried to talk to him. He refuses to discuss it though. It's just something he'll have to work out on his own over time." "It's been almost four years now since he found out I'm gay! He's been this way ever since! How much longer are you going to wait? He's never going to change!" Paul cried. "I have to believe he will change," Mrs. Kelsey said, in a quavering voice. "Why?" Paul asked. "Because the man I married wouldn't turn his back on his son! He would love his son no matter what! I know your father is still that man!" Mrs. Kelsey said, sniffing a couple times, as tears welled in her eyes. "In case you haven't noticed, that's exactly what he did! He turned his back on me! He doesn't love me! I doubt he ever did! I never measured up to his expectations! What I don't understand Mom, is if you can't stand the way he is, and if you truly love me, and he clearly detests me as much as he does, how can you stand being with him yet?" Paul burst out finally, a look of mixed pain and anger on his face. Mrs. Kelsey stared across the table at her son, as tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "I'm so s-sorry Paul! I do love you! You're my baby! B-but h-he's m-my husband, and I love him too!" she said. Mrs. Kelsey buried her face in her napkin then, and began weeping. As Paul watched his mother crying, tears welled in his eyes as well, and he too began to cry. Poor Darren had been sitting between Paul and his mother, not knowing what to say to help the situation. Now both of them were in tears. He reached to his left and wrapped an arm around Mrs. Kelsey, and pulled her toward him. "Shhhh... it's OK Mom!" he murmured quietly. "Paul knows. He does understand. And he loves you very much!" Mrs. Kelsey snuffled, and turned toward Darren and buried her face against his chest, as he held her. Darren reached for Paul then and pulled him to him as well. "And you know your mom can't do anything about your father, but you DO know how much she loves you!" Darren said. Starting to weep openly, Paul buried his face against Darren's chest as well then. Darren held his partner, and the woman he considered his mother-in-law, as they both cried for a minute or so. Eventually, both pulled away from him, and straightened up, wiping their eyes and cheeks on their napkins. Mrs. Kelsey took a tissue from her purse and blew her nose. "Paul, Mom," Darren said, softly, when they'd both calmed down, and were sitting looking at one another, sniffling yet. "Let's decide here and now, not to go there anymore. Let's make a pact that from this moment on, we won't talk about him anymore. Mom, Paul does understand your feelings about everything, and Paul, your mother really understands your's too. It's not the best situation for either of you, but you do have each other. You both love each other, and nothing's going to stop that! So from now on, concentrate just on that - just having a happy mother-son relationship!" Paul looked like he was going to open his mouth to say something, but Darren gave him a gentle kick under the table, and a "knock it off and make nice" look. Paul gave him an annoyed glance, but then looked at his mother. She looked so miserable, that all Paul's animosity dissipated, and he felt bad for making his mother cry. "I'm sorry Mom!" Paul said, with a slightly chagrined smile. "Darren's right. All that matters is that I know you love me, and you know I love you!" "Oh Paul!" Mrs. Kelsey said, smiling, with tears welling in her eyes again. "I love you so very much! More than anyone in the world! You have to believe that!" "I do," Paul said, blushing and smiling more broadly. "And I love you too Mom! More than you know!" Paul held his hand out across the table. Mrs. Kelsey took it, and they squeezed each other's hands, and sat looking happily at each other. "And you both promise not to discuss Mr. Kelsey anymore, right?" Darren said, smiling hopefully, and looking back and forth between the two. Both Paul and Mrs. Kelsey paused for a moment, contemplating each other. "Agreed," Paul said finally, smiling. "Likewise," Mrs. Kelsey said, smiling too. "Wonderful!" Darren said. "Then I think things'll be just fine for you two." "For the three of us you mean!" Mrs. Kelsey said, releasing her son's hand, and reaching over to lovingly caress Darren's cheek. Darren blushed profusely, but smiling, he said "Thanks Mom!" Paul grinned widely. The three ordered dinner a few minutes later, and the rest of their evening passed happily, with Paul and Darren telling Mrs. Kelsey everything that was going on with them, and inviting her to come visit them. Mrs. Kelsey happily accepted, and the three talked then about what they would do while she was visiting them. After a leisurely dessert and some coffee, they left the restaurant. Outside the Paul and Darren bid Mrs. Kelsey good-bye, and she drove home. Paul and Darren went back to the guest house then, to freshen up to go and meet Jason and Dan. * * * It was about 9:00 when Paul and Darren walked into the Long Trail Tavern in Johnson. Looking around, they quickly spotted Jason and Dan at a booth in the back corner of the bar, and went to join them. Jason smiled and stood up when he saw Paul and Darren approaching. Paul smiled as he walked up to Jason and stopped in front of him. As the two stood looking at one another for a minute, both their smiles faded, and they each looked very sad. Tears well in both young men's eyes. "I've missed you so much," Jason rasped, struggling not to start crying, as he thought about just how much he did miss Paul. "Me too," Paul said, blinking away tears of his own. Jason moved closer to Paul and wrapped his arms around him, giving him a firm hug. Paul wrapped his arms around Jason and hugged him as well. The two remained in a sustained embrace, neither wanting to let the other go, while Darren and Dan looked on, awkwardly. Eventually Paul broke his hold on Jason, and Jason released Paul as well. They both rubbed their eyes and smiled sheepishly at each other. "Guess we better sit down," Paul said. "Yeah," Jason said. Dan got up from the side of the booth he was sitting on, so Paul and Darren could sit together. They slid into the seat he'd just vacated, and Dan and Jason slid into Jason's side of the booth. Before anyone could say anything, a waitress came and took their drink order. Jason was surprised when both Paul and Darren ordered just sodas, while he and Dan each ordered another beer. Paul noticed Jason's look. "Alcohol fucks with our meds," he said, simply. "Oh," Jason said. "That sucks!" "Yeah," Paul said. Both Paul and Darren told Jason again, how sorry they were about Luke's death. With tears threatening to flood his eyes again, Jason thanked them and quickly changed the subject, asking them about their supper with Mrs. Kelsey. It was Darren who related to Jason and Dan what had happened earlier at dinner. As Darren spoke, Dan noticed that Paul kept glancing at him. As soon as Dan looked Paul's way though, he averted his look. Finally, Dan stared at Paul. When Paul next looked at him, Dan was a little taken aback to see that his look appeared a little hostile. Noticing that Dan had been watching him, Paul's face turned pink, and he quickly looked back at Jason. After that, Dan didn't notice Paul looking at him as directly. For the most part, it was Jason and Paul who carried on the conversation. Dan and Darren sat back listening to the two old friends discussing events they didn't know about and people they didn't know of. They glanced at each other every so often, and smiled. Dan thought Darren's smile looked friendly. Eventually, Darren invited Dan to play a game of pool, since Paul and Jason had so much to catch up on with each other. Jason apologized for boring Darren and Dan so much, but Paul smiled and thanked Darren. Dan smiled and got up and followed Darren to a pool table across the room. "Maybe we should've tried to include them in the conversation some more!" Jason said. "Aaaah... they'll be fine. We can talk turkey now," Paul said. Jason raised his eyebrows and looked curiously at Paul. "I was kind of surprised to see Dan up here in Vermont. I kind of thought that since he was getting married, and school was over that that was it for you two." Paul said. "Well, Luke called him before he died and asked him to come up. I guess Lukey had a feeling he wasn't going to make it, and wanted Dan to be here for me," Jason said. "Sounds like something he'd do!" Paul smiled. "But, he also knew how you felt about Dan, right? Maybe he was trying to give you two a last chance to end up together. I don't suppose Dan's called off his wedding, has he?" "No," Jason said, his face looking a little strained. "He's still marrying Lisa." "The stupid Fuck!" Paul muttered, looking at Jason sourly. "He has no idea what he's giving up! If he did, he wouldn't!" Jason looked at Paul with surprise. He thought for a moment about how to reply, but when he was about to open his mouth to respond, Paul didn't give him a chance to. "I'm sorry Jase. I know you love the guy, but he's a complete asshole if he dumps you for some lame-ass broad!" Paul said. Jason smiled slightly at Paul's description of Lisa. "well thanks ," Jason said, "but he's in love with her. So he's going to marry her. And he's really not an asshole. He's really a great guy!" "Great guy my balls!" Paul burst out. "If he's choosing her over you - he's an asshole!" "Paul! Can we drop this?" Jason asked. "I don't want to waste our time together talking about something that's not going to change." "Have you talked to him about it since he's come up here?" Paul asked. "What? About him leaving Lisa to be with me?" Jason asked. "Yeah," Paul said. "No. We talked about it enough at school. He's marrying her." Jason said. "Why's he up here then?" Paul asked. "Because of Lukey," Jason said, with an exasperated look. "Uh huh," Paul said. "Bull shit! OK fine, I know that's the premise for his being here. But Jase... I gotta say... I think if he was willing to come all the way up here, and stay for as long as he's been here, that he's gotta have feelings for you! More than just the kind of brotherly love a guy would have for his college roommate - even if he was fucking him regularly." "We both feel more than brotherly love for each other Paul, but that doesn't change the fact he's gonna marry Lisa." Jason said. "And no offense. I love you for caring about what happens to me, but I really don't want to talk about it. At least not now. OK? I mean I lost Lukey, and I know I'm losing Dan - again - I already lost him when we left school for good. Now he's here again. It's gonna feel the same all over again!" "Then talk to him again! Before he leaves - tell him how much you love him and want him! Maybe he's waiting for you to say it again! Maybe he won't leave this time!" Paul said. "Paul. Please!" Jason said, rubbing his eyes, which had begun to burn a little. Paul looked sadly at Jason. "I'm sorry man. I'm not trying to upset you. I just think you owe it to yourself to try one more time to convince him that he should be with you, instead of his bimbo girlfriend. I'll drop it now. But promise me you'll think about talking to him again. OK?" Paul said. "FINE! I'll think about it!" Jason hissed. "Can we drop it now?" "Yeah," Paul said, smiling slightly. They looked at one another for a moment, then Paul started asking Jason some questions about the kids they went to school with. Thankful for the change in conversation, Jason took a long swig of his beer, and leaned back in his seat, relaxing a little. The two reminisced for a while then about school and their old friends. By the time Dan and Darren returned, they were talking happily about some of the fun they'd had growing up. The four hung out for another hour or so, visiting. Then Paul said that he and Darren needed to get back to the guest house and pack, as they were flying back to California the next day. Jason immediately felt sad that his visit with Paul was ending. "Don't suppose we could get breakfast together tomorrow, before you leave?" he asked hopefully. Paul smiled and said, "I don't know. We -" "Sure! As long as you don't mind getting together about 8:00," Darren interrupted, smiling. "Cool!" Jason said, as Paul gave Darren a suprised look. "Where should we meet?" "What?" Darren asked, looking at Paul. "We'll have plenty of time to get to the airport!" Grinning, Paul said, "Well... I guess. How about the Bee's Knees then at 8:00? It's just down the street from where we're staying, and they have good breakfasts." "Sounds great!" Jason said. They four finalized their plans, then walked out to the parking lot together. They all shook hands, and Paul and Jason hugged each other goodnight, then they split up. Paul and Darren headed back to the guest house, and Jason and Dan went back to the Andersons'. As they drove back to the house, Dan said to Jason, "Was it my imagination, or was Paul upset with me for some reason?" Jason was surprised to hear Dan ask him that. He hadn't really noticed that Paul had made his feelings obvious to Dan. "I don't think so," Jason lied. "Must've been your imagination." "Hmmm..." Dan said. Then he added, tentatively "I guess." * * * Herb and Marge had both been exhausted, and had gone to bed already by the time Jason and Dan returned to the house. Quietly, the two tiptoed upstairs to Jason's room. They stripped, then together padded across the hallway and used the bathroom. As Dan stood over the toilet massaging the last drops of urine from his penis, he watched Jason's dick bouncing slightly, as Jason vigorously brushed his teeth. Within seconds, Dan had a full-fledged hardon. Once Jason had finished brushing his teeth, he glanced over at Dan and noticed his erection. Within seconds he too was sporting serious wood. Grinning at Jason, Dan reached over and wrapped his hand around Jason's stiff cock, and gave it a couple pulls. Jason reached for his and did the same. "Shall we go to bed?" Jason asked, smiling. "Oh yeah!" Dan drawled, grinning back at him. They let go of each other, and quickly tiptoed back across the hallway to Jason's room. Jason turned the lock on the door as he shut it. When he turned around, Dan was already laying on top of the bed, with his hardon pointing toward his navel. Jason walked over to the bed and crawled up on it between Dan's splayed legs. He looked up at Dan. Past Dan's twitching hardon, he saw Dan's face, smiling down at him. Jason didn't waste any time. He took the base of Dan's penis between his fingers and pulled it back to him. The piss slit was glistening with pre-cum. Smiling, Jason leaned down and licked it off. The familiar flavor of Dan's seminal fluid Off sent shivers of passion up and down Jason's spine. Jason licked around and around the head of Dan's penis for a moment, causing Dan to moan slightly. Then, in one swift motion, Jason thrust his mouth down over the entire length of Dan's penis, until he reached his pubic hair, enveloping Dan's shaft with his hot, wetness. "Fuck!" Dan gasped, and he gently laid his hands on Jason's head and began massaging his scalp. Jason moved his tongue back and forth against the underside of Dan's dick, over and over the large tubular urethra, as Dan held his head in place. As Dan moved his fingers around on Jason's head, Jason's head moved up and down slightly, and the head of Dan's penis kept lodging uncomfortably in the upper part of Jason's throat, causing him to not be able to breathe! It only lasted a second each time this happened though, so he let Dan rub his head, and he kept on rubbing the bottom of Dan's dick with his tongue, which seemed to be driving Dan crazy. Eventually Dan let go of Jason's head, and Jason immediately pulled up and off his penis. He swallowed and licked his lips dry, then immediately went down on Dan again. This time, he held the base of Dan's dick in his right hand, and as he began sucking up and down on his dick, he masturbated him as well. "Oh yeah!" Dan groaned, as Jason began pistoning up and down on him. A moment later, Jason let some saliva dribble onto the middle finger of his left hand. He reached down to Dan's ass crack then and pushed his fingers between Dan's cheeks, pressing inward, until his finger encountered Dan's pucker, which he immediately began rubbing. "OOOhhhh!" Dan crooned, as Jason worked on him. He could feel his orgasm beginning to build up. Jason continued sucking Dan off, and Dan was soon moaning intermittently, as Jason began applying more pressure to his asshole with his finger. Dan tried to relax his hole as much as possible, and suddenly, Jason's finger slid though his anal ring, and traveled up inside him. "Oh God!" Dan gasped, as Jason's finger slammed all the way up inside him. Jason immediately began finger-fucking Dan, as he sucked on him, and massaged the base of his dick. Shortly, Dan was moaning continually, and his hips were moving up and down off the matress, in a fucking motion. "Gonna cum Jase!" Dan gasped suddenly. Jason started sucking Dan's dick harder and faster, and began slamming his finger in and out of Dan's asshole, making sure to rake it over Dan's prostate, which suddenly felt larger. Suddenly, Dan let out a half gasp - half gurgle, and his body stiffened momentarily, as he fired a load of semen into Jason's mouth. Dan's cum slapped against Jason's tonsils. He swallowed it quickly, as Dan continued groaning, and writhing beneath him. Every couple seconds Dan flooded Jason's mouth with another load of hot semen. Eventually, Dan's orgasm ended, and Jason sucked him clean and dry, then pulled off of him, and pulled his finger from Dan's asshole. "Damn y'all! That was fantastic!" Dan said, as he lay red-faced, breathing heavily. He had a slight sheen of sweat on his body from all his exertion. Jason smiled and watched Dan, as he lay savoring his post orgasmic afterglow. A few minutes later, Dan's penis had wilted to it's flacid state again, although it was still enlarged due to his recent erection. Jason's dick was hard and throbbing yet though. "Y'all get on yer hands and knees for me," Dan said, grinning at Jason. Jason grinned and did as Dan said. He wasn't sure what Dan had in mind, but, a minute later, when Dan got behind him and leaned forward and started roughly licking his asshole, he let out a groan and lowered his head and shoulders to the bed, at the same time as he pushed his ass back toward Dan. Smiling to himself, Dan began licking away at Jason's hole. He fully intended to eat Jason's ass out like nobody have ever done before! Moments later, Dan had already accomplished this, as Jason buried his face in his pillow moaning passionately as Dan's tongue snaked in and out of his anus, tongue-fucking him, like he'd never felt before. He was so turned on that pre-cum was running from his dick, like it was a faucet, and Jason seriously began to wonder if a person could pass out from the pleasure they received from a rim-job. Soon, Dan was shoving his tongue in and out of Jason, as if it was a dick. "OOOHhhhh!!!" Jason groaned into the pillow each time Dan shoved his tongue inside him. Within a couple minutes, Jason felt his orgasm building up, and Dan hadn't even touched his dick yet! Jason wondered if he intended to or not, but he didn't want to ask. He was enjoying himself way too much. For his part, Dan wasn't ready to attack Jason's dick just yet. He wanted the boy to remember this ass-reaming forever! As Dan continued shoving his tongue in and out of Jason, Jason felt his orgasm building up all the way to climax. "OOOHHHH FUuuckkk!" Jason practically screamed into the pillow, as Dan slammed his tongue deep inside him, pressing roughly on his prostate gland. Jason groaned and climaxed then, and spewed a huge stream of cum all over the bed! As he did so, his sphincter clamped tightly around Dan's tongue, then released. Dan quickly pistoned in and out of Jason, before Jason groaned and ejaculated another load of jism onto the bed, again squeezing Dan's tongue. Jason's orgasm lasted almost a half minute, and he ejaculated 7 or 8 times, and neither he himself, nor Dan had touched his dick during the entire encounter. Jason's only source of stimulation was Dan's tongue up his ass! "Fuck!!!" Jason, said, as he lie panting a minute later, with Dan next to him. "I never came without someone playing with my dick before! You're fucking fantastic!" Dan just chuckled. * * * Meanwhile, while Dan and Jason were having sex in Jason's bedroom, at the inn, Darren was giving it to Paul up the ass! Paul was standing with his feet spread apart, bent at the waist, leaning on the footboard of the huge fourposter bed in their room. Darren was standing behind him, slamming his dick in and out of Paul's ass. Aside from the slight crackling and sucking sounds of the lubricant Darren had used on his dick, as it slid in and out of Paul, and Darren's heavy breathing, the only other sound in the room was Paul grunting with each of Darren's rather rough forward thrusts. "Do it harder man!" Paul grunted. Darren began slamming in and out of Paul even rougher, causing Paul's grunts to be more pronounced, and closer together. Suddenly, Paul groaned and his ass tightened around Darren's dick, as he shot a string of semen onto a towel he'd laid on the floor. The feeling of Paul's asshole contracting started Darren's climax, and he too groaned and doubled over Paul, as he filled his rectum with cum. Groaning and grunting, both boys continued spasming. Paul dumped his semen on the floor, as Darren, who remained doubled over Paul kept on shoving his dick in and out of paul's hole, milking the sperm out of his body, and depositing it deep inside Paul's. Eventually, their orgasms ended, and they both turned and collapsed next to each other on the bed, and lay there breathing hard. "Damn! That was nice!" Paul said, finally. "Definitely!" Darren grinned. "C'mon, let's crash!" Paul said. Together they crawled up higher onto the bed, and got under the covers. Darren turned out the light, and they snuggled together. Shortly they were both asleep... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.