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We were pleasantly surprised when Mrs Anderson asked us if we would be interested in giving lessons at the dance studio. She said it was normal that some pupils were asking for us to be their teachers as we had won the gold medal. We were interested, but didn't know how to manage our times to do so. Yes, dancing had become a great part of our lives and we loved it. Till the contest we had managed to have enough free time because we knew it was a temporary thing. Being teachers, even under Mrs Anderson vigilant eyes, was going to take our free time for an indefinite period. Jules was hesitant about it as he felt he was still an early beginner. Mrs Anderson assured him he was more than qualified if he wanted to. Jeremy wanted more quality time at home. He insisted that quality time, meant with me. We had to disappoint Mrs Anderson and seeing her face when we said we couldn't do it, made Jules change his mind and accept to help her in the studio on Saturdays to start with.
We didn't know the contest had reached the papers. It was my Mum who came to visit us with the paper in her hands and showing us the picture of us three, not on the front page (that would have been a little too much) but on the cultural page. We had no clue who made that picture, but it was a very nice one. Underneath the picture was the article, mentioning the dance studio and the merit of Mrs Anderson. Our performance with three dancers was qualified as innovative and spectacular. There was even a mention that it would be difficult to get anything better during the next contest. Mum was proud of us and I was sure she bought several papers to share them with her friends.
A few weeks later, on a Saturday afternoon, Jules barged in at the house without previous warning. It was not that we wanted him to tell us when he came, but he normally did. Except that this time he came in and was obviously nervous and anxious. Jeremy and I were in the kitchen, preparing meals for the week so that we wouldn't lose time on working-days. Jules sat down at the island and we had to ask him several times what was going on. He was not his normal self. Something had to have happened to get him in such a state of nerves and almost controlled anger. We knew he was at the dance studio on Saturdays and were surprised to see him at the house at that time of the afternoon as he was supposed to give some lessons. We served him some lemon lemonade and waited patiently till he would decide to talk. We knew it wouldn't take long.
-You will never guess who came in the dance studio today and asked to see me to have some dance lessons...
Indeed, we didn't know, but seeing how it affected him I had a strong suspicion.
-Seeing how you act, it can only be Damian, I said.
-How did you know?
-Jules, we are more than friends and you've told us your complete life-story. The only time you were altered when telling it, was when you talked about Damian and how he had stolen Axel from you, although you perfectly know that is a wrong way of seeing things. Now you are equally altered... simple deduction I would say. Tell me if I am wrong...
-No, you are not. I didn't know I am that transparent. I almost fainted when I saw him coming in. First of all I didn't know he was interested in dancing and secondly I certainly don't want to be his teacher if he is really interested. Mrs Anderson or Rachel can do that. Damian was talking for the longest time with Mrs Anderson and once he was gone, she came over to me, telling me a new pupil specifically asked for me to teach him how to dance in the wake of the contest and what was published in the papers. I had no choice to tell her who he was. She asked me to think about it as he had offered a substantial sum of money to have ME as private teacher.
Jeremy and I were both speechless, wondering what kind of idea Damian had with all this. More than ever I was thinking about the flashing images I had in my dreams, seeing Damian and Jules kiss at the edge of the lake. I didn't mention it as I wanted Destiny to follow its course. The only thing I could do was to tell Jules to think about it. It would be a nice supplementary income and give him more experience. If Damian had specifically asked for him to teach him how to dance, it was certainly because he had good intentions. Jules was really confused and in a turmoil of emotions. Just seeing Damian had woken quite a lot of memories and the love he had for Axel. He knew his point of view was not exactly a reflexion of the truth. Damian had not stolen Axel from him. It was all Axel's doing that had created the situation and the feelings Jules had for him. For Axel it was lust whereas for Jules it had been a lot more. If my memory was correct, Axel never promised anything to Jules.
The thing was that Jules and Damian had a strong common point as Damian considered Axel as his boyfriend, too. That meant that probably Damian was as in love as Jules had been. I took really care with the choice of words when explaining that to Jules who promised to think about it and not let his personal feelings interfere with a "professional" approach of Damian's request. Mrs Anderson had given him a great opportunity and it was not the moment to let her down. It would never be the moment to let her down. We advised Jules as good as we could but at the end it was his decision. Wouldn't it be good to try to have a conversation with Damian before the lessons even started? It would be a good idea to talk and try to find out why Damian wanted such a close contact with Jules. Learning ballroom dances automatically included close physical contact and it was obvious Jules knew that and it was probably why he was against being Damian's teacher. Jules had to make a choice and I didn't want to walk in his shoes.
Jeremy was eager to talk with Jules about our idea of maybe forming a throuple. With Jules dilemma, it was not a good time to do so. Jules was old and wise enough to follow his heart and his feelings. Yes, indeed, the sex had been great with Jules and we were not opposed at all to have a repeat performance in bed. The deep friendship and love we had for each other was wonderful, but we had to let Jules live his life and answer his own questions. We had made it very clear to him what kind of feelings we had and those were reciprocal. The sex part was probably merely lust and for Jules the lack of physical contact with anybody at all.
It was a difficult time. We wanted to give good advise to Jules, but at the same time we didn't want to interfere in his life. The problem of course was that Jules counted on our sincere and honest opinion. We could only repeat a thousand times to Jules to have a serious talk with Damian. Maybe he would be surprised with what Damian had to tell him or Damian's reactions to what he had to tell as well. For my part I trusted the images I had seen in my dreams, seeing them kissing. It couldn't be just a coincidence. It had to have a deeper meaning.
The days went by. There was no more mention of Damian. Jules still had that confused look on his face though. I wondered if Jules had not told us everything about the time he was with Axel and his "competition" with Damian. Was it possible there were a few hidden things between them that made Jules almost hate Damian? The problem between the two of them, Axel, was gone. They had no reason to be "opponents" anymore, on the contrary. They seemed to have the same taste in men, having fallen in love with the same one. They had to have more common points, at least that was what I was thinking. I had never met Damian in real life and the only things I knew about him, was information that Jules had given me. As Jules apparently loathed him, I wondered if the information was objective and truthful. On the Friday night, after our supper, I couldn't help to ask Jules.
-Jules... would you mind if I contacted Damian?
-Why would you do such thing Al?
-Because you seem to avoid him. Because when there are feelings, whatever they are, love or hate, there are always two sides to a story or at least two points of view. Don't misunderstand me. I don't say that what you told us was not truthful. I just would like to know the other point of view. If you think I am interfering with your life, just tell me...
-That's not the point Al, Jules answered, it is just that I don't see the point. I already accepted that I was wrong thinking Damian stole Axel from me, but that is in the past now.
Even though I didn't want to, I had to tell him the visions I had in my dreams. Jules just granted the images to pure coincidence and not to a real fact. He thought it was just (maybe) the image of my subconsciousness, that I just wanted to see him with someone.
-Whatever it is Jules, I repeat my question: would you mind if I contacted him? We are more than friends and I will respect your decision.
-For me it is ok if you want to do so. I don't see the use of it, but if you do, I am not opposed to it.
Before talking to Damian I had to talk to Mrs Anderson as Jules didn't have Damian's phone number and I had no idea where to find him. She was very understanding and even though it was not her way of doing things, she wanted to make an exception this time as she considered Damian already as a good client for the dance studio. Once I had his phone number, I realized I didn't know how to approach Damian. I couldn't possibly call him and explain the dreams that I had or even telling him the suspicion that MAYBE I had Axel's heart beating in my chest. It had to be more subtile than that. Jeremy suggested to use the excuse of the drawing we saw in Axel's catalogue which was indeed a splendid idea.
The call was a bit clumsy and awkward. The first thing Damian said was that the drawing was not for sale. It was not that the conversation was going like I hoped for. I had no other choice as to put him with his back against the wall and tell him Jules was my brother-in-law. Hearing Jules' name provoked a huge silence at the other side of the line. I let the information sink in.
-Would you mind for us to meet Damian?
It was obvious he hesitate a little, but after all he went to find Jules at the dance studio, meaning there was a kind of interest from his side.
-Ok, he said. Where and when do you want to meet?
We agreed on a neutral ground, being it at a café not that far from our place. I purposely arrived a bit late so that Damian was already sitting there. I could recognize him easier as I had seen the drawing Axel made. He was sitting at the bar and looked even better than what I had seen on that drawing. I introduced myself and we shook hands. He had a firm and strong grip and held my hand in his longer than necessary, while he looked me deep in my eyes. I looked back, holding his gaze. It was as if this was a contest to see who would divert his eyes to somewhere else first.
-You are the dance partner of Jules, aren't you?
-Yes, indeed, I am. Speaking about Jules... how is it that you want him to teach you dance?
-Straight to the point I see. I like that.
But he didn't answer me straight away. He suggested that we would first learn to know the basics about each other before we talked about people who were absent. The small talk went quite easily and I started to relax in his presence. It seemed he was a nice guy after all. What I liked most about him was the fact he looked me in the eyes while talking to me. The conversation was sincere and honest even though we didn't talk about very important things. When we asked for a second round of drinks, I thought it was maybe time to get to the point.
-So, Damian, let me repeat my question of why you want to have Jules teaching you to dance.
-Let me first tell you that I always had the idea in my head to learn ballroom dances, but never acted on it. For the first time in my life, I went to see the same-sex dance contest. It appealed to me as I am gay as you probably know. I was very happily surprised to see you dance with your partner and even more surprised when I saw Jules coming in to form the dancing threesome. I have to say it was beautiful. I don't know how much or what Jules told you about me, but I guess it was not really positive, because his view on things was not objective. You have to know that my relationship with Axel begun far earlier than when Jules met him. For Axel it was all a game of seducing and getting laid. It was new for me that he had sex with Jules more than once. In normal circumstances, Axel would have sex with someone, but just once and then, for him, the excitement was over. He had succeeded in reaching his purpose that was to seduce a guy till they wanted to go to bed with him. We had an open relationship and loved each other very much. I accepted his "games" although didn't always agree to them. His "need" to seduce people was on the verge of becoming an illness...
The memories of Axel made Damian have a nostalgic look on his face.
-When he met Jules, at the start, it was just his usual game. When they had had sex three or four times, I realized there was something more about them. I won't say Axel was falling in love, but his urges to have sex with Jules became stronger every day. He talked freely about it and was even confused as it had never happened before, except with me. I tried very hard to get alone with Jules and warn him to not fall in love, but I was already late in my attempts. I saw how Jules was falling for Axel and I could even understand him as I had done exactly the same. Axel told me he would never leave me and I believed him. I was feeling bad for Jules. I didn't succeed to meet him alone and talk to him. What I noted was that every time they had met, Axel was quite happy afterwards, but confused at the same time. Bit by bit, Jules became the subject of our conversations. Axel even suggested to have a threesome with him, but we never came to it. Axel was talking that much about Jules that I started to have feelings for Jules and no, it was not jealousy at all. If Axel was not falling in love with Jules, I certainly felt a lot for him. I never mentioned my feelings for Jules to Axel. It was like falling in love with a ghost as I had never met Jules in person. We had casually met from time to time when he left Axel's place and I was arriving just at that same moment. I could understand that the look on his face when he saw me, was not a happy look. It was obvious Axel had never given him the details of our relationship and that made me think Jules saw me as "competition". I urged Axel to open up to Jules and tell him the truth but he dismissed it each time. He said it was not necessary. As I was falling for Jules, it made me angry that Axel was not sincere with him. I thought Jules didn't deserve that.
Damian seemed to gather his thoughts before continuing.
-Then came the fatal day of Axel's accident. He was gone before I even reached the hospital. The doctor's had an urgent question for me: was Axel donor of his organs? Fortunately we had talked about that in the past and I even had a paper confirming it. They were keeping Axel "alive" thanks to a thousand different machines, waiting to have a confirmation of the donation. As soon as I showed them the papers, the doctors disappeared. I wanted to tell Jules about it, but I had no number to call. Axel's mother had been at the hospital and taken all his personal belongings with her. I couldn't even enter Axel's place anymore. So, now you know the story in a nutshell. I guess you know I asked Mrs Anderson to have Jules as a teacher, but she hasn't given me an answer yet. It was, up till now, my only chance to meet Jules in person. If I understand correctly, you have contact with Jules...
-Indeed I have...
And I told him the story that made me meet Jules and the relationship we had, leaving out the sexual parts. What happened in our bedroom was for Jeremy and I to know, not to tell the whole world. Damian listened respectfully.
-Do I assume right when I say Jules looks happy with you two? Of course, I suspect there is still something missing in his life and I am hoping to fill that void. Maybe I am totally wrong and I am not the person he needs. I guess I will have the answer once Mrs Anderson tells me if he accepts to teach me how to dance or not.
Damian seemed resigned if Jules said no. The conversation diverted to other subjects and when our drinks were empty, I decided to go back home. It had been a nice talk and I had to admit Damian seemed to be a nice guy. I understood Jules had something against him, but he was wrong. My intuition coming from the images in my dreams reinforced my suspicion they could be a good match. It was just a matter of time and persuading Jules to at least have a conversation with Damian. That would be the hardest part.
Arriving home, Jeremy was busy in the kitchen. We were expecting Jules to arrive and I hurried to tell Jeremy my conversation with Damian as faithful and in details as possible. I knew Jeremy was still with the idea of including Jules even more in our lives and in our bed. I was more convinced to make him meet Damian and see where that would lead to. I was not against a throuple with Jules, but I also knew he was the man of one man, not two, although the experiences of life were some times a serious eye-opener.
When Jules arrived I told him I had met Damian and I advised him to make some contact or at least accept him as a pupil at the dance studio. I didn't give him explanation about what we had talked about or the feelings Damian had. It was for Jules to discover. I just said he would probably be pleasantly surprised... nothing else. Jules wanted to know more but each time I answered that he would have to contact Damian to know. It was up to Damian to tell him things, not to me. That evening, Jules left our house a bit disappointed and yes, even a little frustrated. I knew that and Jeremy even said I was a bit sadistic.
-I don't think so Jeremy. THEY have to know if they want to talk. I just give them a little piece of information that would push Jules in that direction. I just know that once they have talked, they will discover that the basic common point goes further than what they hope for. For me it is obvious they are meant to be together as soon as Jules will accept the fact that Damian is not competition but an ally. Let them discover by themselves that they have a future together. If they don't become lovers, they can at least become good friends and share a piece of their past.
Jeremy was not going to argue about it. He was not the kind of guy to argue with me about what other people did or not. In fact, Jeremy was not the arguing type at all. That didn't mean he wouldn't express what was on his mind but it wouldn't be something to battle about. He had too much respect for other people's opinion, as long as people showed respect for his. If people didn't show respect, he didn't see the point to argue as that person was not worth his attention. He didn't mean it that I was sadistic, but I understood his point.
-Please my Love, understand that there is some information I received and that is not mine to divulge. It would influence Jules' and Damian's decisions. They are both adults and should act like that and talk. I suppose that with the little information I gave Jules, he will be curious enough to make some kind of contact with Damian who has already feelings for him. The rest is a question of Destiny and it is up to them to follow that path or not.
-You are really fond of Jules, aren't you?
-You know I am and I love him more than just as a friend. I'll tell you more Jeremy. If they don't hit off, I will be the first to talk to Jules and see if he is interested in becoming an even bigger part of our lives. The basic pillars are present: Love, Respect and Trust. The rest is just details that could lead to a throuple. I just want him to have all the facts in his hands so he can make the best decision for himself. My purpose and only purpose is to see him happy in whatever he decides.
Jeremy kissed me softly on my lips.
-I know why you are doing it Al and that is also one of the reasons I love you so much. You are a true altruist and think of others before you think about yourself.
He squeezed me tighter in his arms and gave me another, more insistent kiss. He got up and started to switch off the lights, taking me by the hand and leading me to the bedroom. I knew what was coming and I felt happy about it. He hadn't done anything yet and my manhood was already on full alert. That night we made love in a very romantic and sensual way. Our breaths didn't get ragged and our heartbeats were just a little over their normal rate. It was sharing deep and meaningful kisses with our bodies pressed together and almost not moving. We could feel each other completely and without limits. Each square inch of skin was covered and caressed. It was the perfect expression of the love we felt for each other. No, it was not quickly reaching orgasm and I would even say that reaching orgasm was not our goal. It was the physical expression of our inner feelings, confirming what we wanted from the bottom of our hearts: being together. It was hard to describe what we felt at that moment. The kisses were deep and affectionate. Our hands were roaming over our bodies. Our cocks gently rubbed together giving us that wonderful feeling of belonging to each other. When we were in that state we were just one soul. There was nothing in the world that could tear us apart, mentally, spiritually or physically. The love we expressed was pure and unconditional. I didn't like to talk about us as Jeremy being "mine" or me being "his" as no-one ever owns another human being, but nonetheless, we felt that mutual and voluntary ownership that you feel only when you are with your true love. We turned around to reach a 69 position and bathed the other cock in spit. It was slow, romantic and full of wonderful feelings. We were identical in that we loved sucking out every drop of precum, tasting the other in an intimate way. We pulled each other close to have cocks down our throats, working our tongues in such a way to pleasure ourselves to no end. Jeremy was almost not moving at all, except for his tongue on my cock and his hands on my buttocks and nonetheless, suddenly, shot his load in my mouth. Of course, as usual, it triggered my own balls to empty in his mouth. As soon as we were spent, he turned around and kissed me, sharing my cum with me and his cum as well in a passionate kiss. It had all been so soft and sensual and although I liked it rough from time to time, this lovemaking was a total bliss. I didn't have a lot of experience before I met Jeremy, but his lovemaking was the absolute top of the tops. Despite Jeremy having shot his load, he stayed hard. We both knew we were about to fall asleep and Jeremy entered my ass. That was the last thing I remembered before drifting off to dreamland.
It took more than two weeks for Jules to bring up Damian in the conversation again. This time he was relaxed and talked about Damian in a much softer tone. Yes, indeed, he had finally accepted to teach Damian to dance and the close physical contact had triggered something new. Damian could not avoid to get a hard-on when they were that close. Jules admitted that the first time he was surprised and taken off-guard but flattered at the same time.
-When Damian asked me to go for a drink, I was hesitant. I accepted him as pupil as to not disappoint Mrs Anderson and thought to keep this purely professional. Going for a drink was not in my plans, but I accepted anyway. It was a bit awkward at first. We were sitting in front of each other and over the table he grabbed my hands and held them tight. When I wanted to get my hands out of his, he didn't allow it, grabbing them even stronger and started to talk, going straight to the point telling me he had a crush on me! Suddenly I was overwhelmed and couldn't move anymore, looking him straight in the eyes, trying to assimilate what he was telling me. He then told me his whole story of him with Axel and how I entered the scene and how he started to feel for me. The longer he talked, the more relaxed I got. His voice had a magical effect on me.
I didn't say a word but knew exactly how to imagine them sitting there, holding hands. Jules just told me what I was thinking about Damian's voice and indeed, it had that magical effect and not only on me.
-When he ended his story with Axel's accident, I had tears in my eyes. Damian tried so hard to protect me but didn't get the chance to do so. In hindsight, I could only be grateful for what he tried to do. It opened my eyes on a lot of things and even if I didn't want to, I had to admit Axel was not the nice guys that I thought he was. He had used the necessary words to get me to undress and let him fuck me for his own pleasure alone. Looking back on the sex we had, I knew Damian was right as more than once, after orgasming, Axel just didn't show any interest any more. At the time I didn't pay a lot of attention to it as my main purpose was to give him satisfaction above my own pleasure.
-I am glad you realized it Jules, Jeremy said, because you mourned him quite too long. You have shut yourself out to meet new people and, admit it, you have felt miserable long enough. I am so glad you will finally stop idealizing and idolizing him. Claire was worried about you concerning that. She had the feeling someone was abusing you and not giving you what you deserved. Several times she said to me that it was more a psychological abuse than a sexual one.
Jules fell silent at the mention of his sister. I didn't want him to get nostalgic about her and asked Jules how he felt about Damian. At the mention of his name, he had an enigmatic smile on his face. It was obvious he was not considering him as a competition anymore and even less an enemy. I just crossed my fingers that it would be a good sign towards what I was hoping for both of them.
-Well... Damian and I talked for the longest time, without mentioning Axel anymore. You were right Al when you said we have a lot in common and I am now very glad I accepted to teach him to dance. As a matter of fact, he is a fantastic dancer and learns so quickly. Mrs Anderson watched us dance on more than one occasion and said Damian was "contestant material" for next year. In the beginning I was almost scared to touch him. Now I long to touch him and I would even want to touch him more than just while we are dancing. We haven't done that ... yet...
-Yet?... Do you mean you would like to go further with him?
-I guess I do. I am not your typical shy guy, but with him it is different. I don't want to make any mistake. Now that I have found him, I don't want to lose him by doing something wrong. I know... I know... He admitted to have a crush on me. I still wonder where that crush is coming from. Are his feelings sincere or is he like Axel and he just want to play? I can tell you right now that it is something I don't want to happen anymore. I want to be sure, if I get a guy in my bed, that there are sincere and genuine feelings. Hook-ups are easy. Having sex is easy. What I want is to make love, at least as much love as we have when we are all three in the same bed. My first feelings about Damian were wrong, I know that now. Destiny is giving me another opportunity and I want it to be right. I certainly don't want to rush things.
-Be careful that if you don't rush things, Damian can take it as a rejection from your part...
-No... We've talked about it. I asked him to be patient with me as my past and experience with Axel are still vivid. He said he would wait the necessary time to prove to me he is serious.
-But, do you feel attracted to him?
-In a way I am. I can't deny he is a very handsome man. It made me feel inferior when Axel was alive. I could see why he preferred Damian over me, but his words were saying something contradictory. His personality is attractive as well. He shows me a lot of respect and listens to what I have to say without interrupting me... something Axel never did. I have the sensation that I matter to Damian and it feels good... I still don't know what to do as my past is following me assiduously. I know I have to let go of my past, but it is so hard.
-Would you like us to invite Damian for a meal and be able to have a decent conversation with us being kind of referees? If something runs out of hand, we could be mediators.
-I appreciate what you want to do Al, but please, understand it is not easy for me. For so many years I have considered Damian as an "enemy" and now I have to switch over to a "friend" and maybe even a lover. It is like quit smoking... there is a serious need of willpower. I guess I need a kind of motivation to delete the past and go forward. It can sound strange to you, but I have this feeling of being unfaithful to Axel, although he didn't deserve me to be.
-Jules... When are you going to accept that Axel is dead?
-I now what you mean and you are right. I have mourned him far too long, that's for sure. You both have been such wonderful friends in that time and I will never be grateful enough to you. I have to change that damned chip in my head or I will get completely crazy...
Just at that moment, Jules' cell phone rang. Of course, I couldn't possibly know who was calling him, but my intuition told me it was Damian and although I heard only one side of the conversation, I knew my intuition was right. At one point in their conversation, there seemed to be a silence and I loudly said to Jules to ask Damian to come over and have dinner with us, loud enough that Damian would hear it. I didn't leave Jules any opportunity to not do what I said. I was already taking another plate and cutlery out of the cupboard, being sure Damian would accept.
He arrived about fifteen minutes after the call. I didn't know he was living so close. Before we went to the dinning room, we had a drink and some small talk, trying to break the ice of an awkward and unexpected gathering. Jeremy and I took our seats in such a way that Jules and Damian were obliged to sit next to each other. Damian had loving eyes towards Jules and Jules looked at Damian from time to time as if he couldn't take his eyes off of him. Yes, they had talked already and were in the stage that they didn't consider each other as competition. We definitely had planted a seed in Jules' mind and it was obvious that that seed was growing. By the time we went to the dinning room, the awkwardness was gone and the conversation was quite fluent. Once again we had sat our guests next to each other and when Jules' left arm was hanging along his body and Damian's right arm as well, I strongly suspected they were holding hands in a very discreet way. I was of course very focused to every move they made and every word they said.
I asked Jeremy to help me in the kitchen for a minute, although I didn't need it. I just wanted to leave our guests a moment alone and yes... I peeked around the corner to see if anything would happen. They were now looking at each other straight in the eyes, without saying a word, but I could see their faces were getting closer to each other till their lips softly brushed together. I silently called Jeremy over so that he could witness it as well. By the time he was standing next to me, Jules and Damian were sharing a passionate kiss.
Destiny has some weird ways to show us where we have to go and what path we have to walk to reach the point we are born to reach and be happy. Axel had to die so I could live and bring Jules and Damian together. If that is not weird, I don't know the meaning of the word. Jeremy and I were happy to the point we wanted our relationship to be committed by fully legal marriage. Jules and Damian were getting closer every day. Claire was our guardian angel overlooking what we were doing... and smiling.
The End
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