Cheddar's, Chapter 5
Adam was awakened by a minty kiss on Christmas morning. It was like a beautiful dream, but he was fully awake – aroused might be a better choice of words. He could possibly have been embarrassed by his morning wood if Parker hadn't been displaying something quite similar. This was their first morning to be both naked and hard in each other's presence. It was indeed stimulating.
"I'd better brush my teeth if we're going to continue this!"
"Okay, then let's shower together, um to save water, of course."
Up to a point, their shower was pretty much a rerun of the one the night before, but this time, Parker knelt the minute he could tell Adam was close to his climax. A few seconds after he took Adam's throbbing tool into his mouth, it began to spew a thick load. Adam bucked and moaned as if in the throes of death.
As soon as he recovered sufficiently, he gave Parker a hand up, and switched places with him.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," Parker said, hoping Adam WOULD want to.
He did, and was soon on the receiving end of a high-protein shake.
He stood again, and they clung together, kissing deeply for a few minutes before continuing to get clean.
"Wow!" Adam exclaimed. "I've seen stuff like this on the `net, but I never thought it could be as great as the actors made it look. It's even better! Now, I feel like we're completely connected."
"We are, but I believe we were already coupled emotionally before we shared our cum."
"I agree; so are you feeling `chipper' this morning?" Adam smirked, wondering if Parker would pick up on his attempted pun.
"Argh! Has Grandma been sharing family secrets?"
"Maybe. I think `Chip' is a cute nickname. May I use it, in private at least?"
"Do you honestly believe I could deny you anything? I'd have told you eventually. Before our stay is over, there won't be anything you don't know about me. I still have one more thing to get off my chest, but I want to wait until my appointment with Dr. Schmidt so I don't have to go through it twice."
"I hope I'm as transparent with you. I can't think of anything I've held back. If there is anything, I'm not hiding it on purpose."
"That's okay, you don't have to tell me about guys you've jacked off with."
"I can't tell you, because there aren't any. Don't you hate getting someone so naïve?"
"No, I love having a sweet young thing to corrupt," Parker grinned. "I've already told you about my sexual history. I'm not proud of it."
"You don't have any reason to be ashamed of it either," Adam insisted. "You didn't violate a young woman, she violated you."
"I should have put up more of a fight; I knew it wasn't right."
"At 14, and horny, I'm not sure any kid could," Adam assured him.
"By the way, what was it you were going to ask me last night? After you agreed to be my boyfriend, I kinda forgot about anything else."
"Uh, I was gonna confess that I cared about you. Um, Darrin thought you might be waiting for me to make the first move, after I told him you were always a perfect gentleman."
"So, you talked to him about us?"
"Not intentionally. It came up after I'd rejected Dave's advances; when I said that I wanted something lasting. That's when Darrin brought up your name."
"That's cool!"
The guys followed the aroma of freshly brewed coffee into the breakfast room where Ellie was headed with platters of eggs, bacon, and sausages. She also had English muffins and a plate of grilled tomatoes.
"You look chipper this morning," she called to them.
"Okay, Grandma, Adam beat you to the pun already. How could you do that to me?" he asked in mock indignation.
"I'm sorry, it just slipped."
"Ya, sure it did," he countered, not able to suppress the grin twitching around his mouth.
"Do you have something to share this morning?" she asked her grandson, pointedly. "You look especially happy."
"Sure! As of last night, we're officially boyfriends."
"That's great, isn't it, Edgar?"
"What's that, Dear?" he asked, entering the room.
"Chip and Adam are boyfriends."
"Given the tenor of his emails for the past couple of months, was there any doubt?"
"Were my feelings that obvious?" Parker blushed.
"Yes!" his grandparents responded in chorus.
"Here I've been agonizing over how to tell him, and you, and it's all for naught. Adam didn't hesitate to accept."
"Of course not," Edgar smiled. "Anyone fool could see you two were devoted to each other – even an old fool like me! Ah, but today you're glowing like a herd of fireflies."
"Grandpa, I don't think they come in herds; swarms maybe."
"Herds, swarms, whatever!" came his teasing reply.
In the late afternoon, the kitchen took on the savory fragrance of prime rib being slowly roasted in one of the ovens, mixed with the aroma of holiday casserole favorites in another. It was enough to make the guys' mouths water as they set the dining room table.
Edgar was busy too, organizing the portable bar in the family room for anyone who wanted a drink before dinner. The only things remaining were waiting for the food to finish cooking, and the company to arrive.
Sally and Ken Fischer, their daughter and son-in-law, were the first to get there. Parker quickly introduced them to Adam.
"Aunt Sally and Uncle Ken, this is my housemate, Adam, from Iowa City."
Parker was the only one to see as Ellie cocked her left eyebrow in response to the introduction.
"I'm getting `the look' from Grandma. Perhaps I should modify it a bit. This is my housemate, and boyfriend."
"Congratulations, Chip! You're a lucky young man," Sally grinned.
"You sure are," Ken agreed.
"I'm not trying to hide you," Parker said to Adam. "It's so new, and I'm not sure how everyone will react."
"You may want to go with your first version when my brother arrives. He's so damned homophobic! Being totally honest was your father's mistake."
Ellie gave `the look' again, but this time it was directed at her daughter.
"Oops," Sally sighed. "I guess you didn't know, Parker, but I think you're old enough, and obviously open-minded enough to share all the family secrets."
"So, my dad was gay, and he didn't desert me on his own."
"True, and true," Sally nodded.
Adam, who was standing at his side, put his arm across Parker's back and gave his other shoulder a squeeze. Parker leaned into him for support.
Parker had very little time to digest this news before his Uncle Ralph, Aunt Jennifer, and Cousin Danny arrived at the door. He didn't introduce Adam immediately because he was still reeling internally.
Danny came over to bump fists with them, and was soon talking animatedly. Adam took to the vivacious boy right away because of how he distracted Parker from his emotional turmoil.
"Come help me in the kitchen for a moment, Chip," Grandma requested.
"I know what you're thinking, Dear. Please let me explain very quickly. Your grandfather and I didn't exile Jonathan. HE chose to break ties with the family, saying you'd be better off growing up without his presence. I, in particular, tried to change his mind. I didn't want to keep you in the dark, but I gave him my word that I would leave the decision to him."
"Thank God! I couldn't imagine you and Grandpa shunning Dad over his orientation."
"No, we didn't. Ralph, however, is a different matter. It was a few months before his marriage to Jennifer that he joined her outrageously fundamentalist church. Your father and mother were both supposed to be in the wedding party up until Ralph learned Jon was gay. He was a lot more upset over it than your mother was."
"Now I suppose Ralph will go after me."
"It's a distinct possibility. I think he suspects you're gay, and that was the reason he didn't invite you for Thanksgiving.
We'll try to steer clear of the subject so our dinner isn't spoiled, but whatever Ralph may choose to do, you must know that Grandpa and I will support you. You make up your mind how you want to handle it, but my advice is not to take any shit off of Ralph!"
"Grandma, how you talk!"
"I'm sorry, but that's what he dishes out, and I, for one, am not playing his game!"
"Do you know where my dad is?"
"Yes, he lives in the area. Do you want me to try to arrange a meeting?"
"It would be the best Christmas present I can think of!"
When Ellie and Parker came into the dining room bearing various platters of food, Sally and Jennifer jumped up to help. As they were completing the task, Ralph sidled up to Parker.
"Who's the boy with you?"
"He's my housemate; sorry I didn't get the chance introduce him," Parker said evenly.
"Yeah, I'll just bet. Don't you have a one-bedroom apartment? Do you sleep together."
"We have twin beds, if it's any business of yours, which it isn't!"
"If nothing's going on between you, why are you so defensive?"
"Fuck off, my dear uncle," Parker whispered, with a cheeky grin on his face."
Ralph looked like he was about to explode, but Ellie glared at him, shaking her head.
Because Ellie had carefully arranged the seating to keep her son isolated from Parker and Adam, dinner went off without any unpleasantness. She knew the mood wasn't likely to hold, but she had done her best to make dinner a civilized experience.
The only mumbling she heard from Ralph was his displeasure at allowing the 18-year-olds to have a glass of wine with dinner. He and his family eschewed evil alcohol in any form. Danny wouldn't have turned down a little sip had his father not been present.
To Ellie's surprise and relief, the afternoon passed in "relative" calm (pun intended). As soon as the table was cleared and food put away, the adults drifted either toward the living room to visit, or family room to watch TV. After they'd done their part to help, Parker and the other two teens headed up to his room to play video games.
"I'm so glad we're here," Danny enthused. "I can't wait to be as old as you guys are. You're really cool."
"It's nice of you to say so, but don't wish your life away. Enjoy the in-between years you have." Parker advised, "they can be good ones."
"You're so lucky to have lived with our grandparents. You don't know what it's like to be around my father all the time. He's still living in the 20th Century, maybe the 19th!"
"Trust me, I have some idea," Parker smiled sardonically.
"Yeah, what was he talking to you about before dinner?"
"He made innuendos about Adam and me, so I told him it was none of his business. When he persisted, I quietly suggested that he fuck off."
"Jesus! You told him that? How come he didn't blow his top?"
"He would have, but Grandma put the evil eye on him. By the way, how come you're swearing?"
"I do it to keep my sanity," Danny grinned.
"It's not a good habit to get into. Those words can slip out when you don't want them to."
"Like saying `fuck off'?"
"No, that was done intentionally, for effect."
Their video game "tournament" was interrupted by a Skype session initiated by Parker's mother. Although he was happy to hear from her, he didn't quite understand why she needed to be in Switzerland instead of Illinois, especially for the holidays. That was family time! Having her there in person would have meant a lot more to him than the $1,000 check she had sent him, but he didn't let her insensitivity spoil his mood.
Danny continued to amuse himself with a single-player game while Parker took the opportunity to introduce his mother, Joan, to Adam. She didn't make any derogatory comments about their relationship. In fact, she appeared to be very happy for both of them.
Parker wasn't surprised by her acceptance, and was quite pleased with how it all proceeded. Now, he hoped his father would react the same way when their meeting came off.
After he'd finished his more personal conversation with her, he carried his laptop down to the living room to share her communication with the rest of the family.
The uneasy truce with Ralph didn't last until bedtime. When he found out that the sleeping arrangements would place his impressionable young son in a room with two older teens who were obviously sinful, he did blow a gasket.
"Mother, what were you thinking putting Danny in with a pair of fags?!"
"I thought he'd be more comfortable being with other boys than sleeping in the family room, or on a cot in the room with you and Jennifer. I also thought I'd brought you up better than to use nasty, demeaning words."
"You brought us all up to be too tolerant of wickedness with your `live and let live' attitude. Thanks to Jesus, I found a real religious home where homosexuality isn't tolerated and encouraged!"
"You and that sanctimonious bunch of hypocrites belong together, but you may NOT practice your hate in my house!"
"So, now I'm not welcome here, but those perverts are?"
"Take it any way you like. It's rather late, so I suggest you either tone down the rhetoric or find a motel to stay in. I advise backing off quietly, because there's likely to be no room in the inn tonight, given the amount of holiday travelers. Maybe you could find a stable somewhere with an oversized manger to sleep in."
"You're being sacrilegious, Mother! The point is that I don't want my son hanging around with evil doers who will try to turn him gay!"
His sister, Sally, had come in to the kitchen in time to hear most of the argument, and could no longer hold her tongue.
"That's absurd, Ralph! You can't turn anyone gay. People are either born that way or they're not. When did you decide to be straight? Surely if one's orientation is a matter of choice, you must have made a conscious decision.
And speaking of decisions, I think you should let Danny choose where he wants to sleep. He's old enough to know the facts of life, despite your efforts to keep him in the dark."
"Danny, come in here and tell Grandma that you don't want to sleep in the same room with homos." Ralph called to his son who was in the family room.
"Are you talking about my cousin and his friend?"
"Of course! Who else in this house would it apply to?"
"So, you want me to lie? Lying is a sin, you know!"
"Of course I don't want you to lie. Just tell her."
"Okay, Grandma, I'm really glad you're letting me stay with the other guys. They've both been great to me!"
"Daniel, go to your room!"
"With pleasure," he snickered.
"No, wait!"
"Let him go, Ralph. If you don't let him make some of his own choices, he'll rebel in a big way," Ellie insisted.
"You're wrong, Mother; I'm not done with this."
"You are as long as you're under my roof!" she stated, adamantly.
Knowing his mother was a woman of her word, Ralph caved rather than to pack up and try to find accommodations late on Christmas night.
"You guys missed a big scene," Danny chuckled as he joined Parker and Adam.
"So, what's going down?" Parker wanted to know.
"My dear old dad was spouting his hatred against gays, and Grandma let him have it. He doesn't want me sleeping with you."
"Um, we weren't exactly going to sleep WITH you," Parker corrected.
"I know that, but he's still sure you have an agenda to turn the rest of the world gay."
"Humph!" Parker snorted. "That bullshit about a gay agenda is wearing pretty thin."
"I agree; nobody my age believes a word of it. Hey, maybe we SHOULD all sleep together. I could be the piece of chicken in a man-sandwich!"
"Do you know what you're implying?"
"Yup, I'm not a stupid little kid. I've learned a lot on the Internet."
"I didn't know the meaning of `chicken' until last year," Adam blushed. "I finally figured it out when I strayed onto a site with pix of naked kids younger than I was. I got out of there really fast!"
"I hope you both clear your history." Parker said. "I don't want either of you getting into trouble."
"I'm always careful," Danny bragged.
"I kicked myself for not always clearing my history, until I got thrown out. Part of being pitched from the nest was bad, but Parker's made me feel happy that I was. My life is the best now!"
"So are you guys gonna do anything in bed tonight?" Danny asked, hopefully.
"Yeah, we're planning to sleep," Parker grinned. "Much as your father would like to think we're nothing but sex fiends, it just isn't like that. We care for each other, but that doesn't mean we have to get our rocks off together all the time."
"I don't think either of us would feel comfortable doing anything sexual with an audience, anyway," Adam said.
"How about with another person participating instead of watching?" Danny licked his lips.
"None of the above!" Parker groaned in frustration. "You are incorrigible! Are you trying to get us in trouble, or are you really that horny, Dan?"
"I don't want to get anyone in trouble, and yes, I'm horny! Isn't that normal for a teenager?"
"Yeah, I guess so," Parker sighed. "Now, can we end the discussion and get some sleep, please?"
"Okay; I'm sorry."
Danny stopped talking, but he didn't go to sleep immediately. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could just make out that Adam was sleeping on his side, and Parker was snuggled against his back with an arm across his body. It looked pretty sexy to him. He slid the sheet and blanket down, kicked off his boxers, and started to stroke his dick slowly, imagining what the other two might be doing if he weren't there. Soon, he was rewarded with a good-sized load of watery ejaculate which he managed to sop up with his underwear. Ah, the joys of jerking while thinking about other boys! Perhaps he was like Parker; maybe it was in his genes. This wasn't the first time he had questioned his own sexuality, nor would it be the last.
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