This is a based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. But it is work of pure fiction. Come to think of it ? some of it might not be all that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between males, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - -ENJOY!
Cast of characters:
Eugene Hathaway -- Yeah, that'd be me. I'm 35. Aaron Williamson -- my partner. He's 55. Larry -- my step dad. Gerry -- my mom. Myra -- Larry?s sister. Mrya's husband and Aarons brother.
From Chapter 3:
Aaron couldn't remember when his clothes ever came off so fast. He stepped into the shower and immediately I grabbed him again, only this time very gently. Aaron wrapped himself around me as he had the very first time he hugged him over a year ago -- close and firm, but gentle. Our members were touching and throbbing. Aaron said he couldn't remember any time recently that he achieved an erection so quickly or completely.
Then Aaron took a wash cloth and soap and ever so gently he washed my entire body. Then he pushed me into the shower and rinsed off every inch, rubbing me gently with his hand as he did. When he came to my rigid member, he stroked it a few extra times -- it didn't take any more than that. My milky white fluid hit the ceiling.
I then pulled Aaron up close again and kissed him even deeper and longer than before, after which I reciprocated with a loving, gentle bathing, ending in the same way, except with Aaron it just drizzled out.
We got out of the shower, and each dried the other off, ever so gently and lovingly. Nothing was said. What COULD be said? Aaron got dressed and floated out the door.
This was the start of a very long relationship, which could go nowhere, but neither of us could bear to stop.
Chapter 4
"Hi Sweet Aaron. You look a little rested." I said, hoping that I was not seeing only what I wanted.
"I did get some sleep the last few nights. But Gino, sweetheart, I have missed you so much ... and feel so guilty knowing you have nothing to do here in the hospital. Did you read that book I brought you?"
"That took about a day!" I smiled. "What I want to do is come home Babe."
"I know. But the doctor says just a few more days. Your body seems resistant to the blood pressure stabilizer they gave you. There's not that much hurry." Said my sweet Aaron. "I just feel badly that I can't be here with you. But I need to pay some bills ... you know?"
"Oh I know alright! Funny thing is ... I always thought it would be me taking care of you someday!" I complained.
"Is there ANYTHING I can get you, baby?" Asked Aaron.
"You know what I'd like ... but no! Never mind! It's totally selfish and I know we can't afford it!"
"Don't be so sure! Tell me and maybe - "
"No! Forget I said anything!" I said.
"Oh! I KNOW what you want!"
"No yah don't! Just forget it!"
The very next day, he came in and after kissing me he pulled something out of the pocket of his cargo shorts. He handed me a box.
"What's this?"
Something I think you will like. Open it!"
I opened the box and immediately my eyes filled with tears. "This is fucked ... really, Aaron.
You shouldn't have done this!"
"I know you've wanted one for a long time!"
"So did you!!" I cried.
"But I never could justify it before. Now we will have one. And when we travel and are together it will make life easier for both of us."
I again read at the package: BLACKBERRY TOUR it said. I grinned up at my sweet angel.
"You're getting one as soon as I get back on my feet!"
"I don't even want one! I don't use ... or even KNOW all the features of my little LG! And when we're together, I'll be able to use yours if I can ever figure it out!"
I gave him a dubious look and then beckoned to him. He came to me and I lay my head on his shoulder and started to sob.
"What's wrong, baby?" Said Aaron.
"This just isn't the way it was supposed to be!" I blubbered.
"Aw c'mon, Gino, you're gonna get outa here next week and soon you'll be running circles around me again. Let me have my day of glory."
"You HAD your day of glory twelve years ago, when you worked and supported me so I could get my degree. And just when it's almost time for you to retire - "
"Oh Gino! Give me a break! You talk as if I had one foot in the grave! I'm not ready to retire yet. I'm only 55 fer-crine-out-loud!"
"Our plan was for BOTH of us to retire when you were 55! If I was not knocked down at least YOU could have!" And I cried some more. The doctor walked in. I stopped crying immediately.
"No! Don't stop on my account, Gene. You have been holding that in for too long! It's been screwing up your test and really your blood pressure readings! Let it out!"
"I -- I -- can't with you here." I said, hesitantly.
"Well then I won't stay long. I actually only came by to say hi and tell you that you will be out of here next week ... if we can get your blood pressure under control."
"It wasn't supposed to be this way."
"It seldom turns out as we plan it, Gene."
"First I had low blood pressure now it's too high. What gives?" I said, exasperated.
"You need the meds to make sure you don't drop too low. But you need to counter that by using your relief valve once in awhile. I guarantee that if I took it now, it would be at a completely acceptable level. We just need to keep it there for three or four days. Can you get an erection yet?"
"I'm waking with one now."
"Hm. Only in the morning huh?"
"I get some wood sometimes, but it goes away if I try to coax anything out of it."
Aaron reared back and said, "You do THAT?" We all laughed. Then Aaron told the doc. "I've tried to do it for him and gotten the same response. He loses it before climax."
"That'll come back, I promise. Um -- were you by any chance a late comer?"
"Huh?"
"You know -- literally ... did you start puberty late?"
"I started coming at about 12." I admitted.
"That's about normal." Said the doc. "Well, keep doing what you were doing when I came in. That may help that situation too." Se you later Gene. Bye Aaron."
"Now where were we?" I said.
"You were blubbering some nonsense about not being able to take care of me" Said Aaron.
He kissed me deeply and I felt the now rare tingling and swelling in my nether regions.
I grabbed it. He then walked over and put a chair in front of the door and came back and kissed me again. He reached into my covers and started to stroke me. It didn't abate this time! He wanked me to the end and when I came we both laughed and cried together.
He brought his wet hand out from under the covers and sniffed then licked it. He held it to me and I did the same. "I think you're gonna be just fine, Gino ... just fine!"
"Hey remember the first time you sucked me?"
"Heh heh! Like it was yesterday:
"I can't be gone too long, Sweetheart. Edie will be back home in an hour or so."
We had met halfway between our places. I was still living with Mom and Larry, and I drove up to the foothills as often as I could. We met at a park and lay down together on the grass and looked up at the sky. It was a Sunday and both of us had nice clothing on. Aaron had his church clothes on and I had some nice pants and a sport shirt.
This was about 3 months after our first shower. There had been many more showers with the same ending and other times when NOT in the shower. But this time was different. We weren't prepared for what happened ... or rather it took us by surprise.
Aaron was slowly fondling my boner and we were kissing. We had moved the car, next to the park and it was completely dark in his car. Like I said, it kind of sneaked up on me and suddenly I said, "Aaron ... I'm gonna come!"
He looked quickly across the seat and finding no cloth of any kind, and not being in a position to turn and let it go somewhere besides onto my pants, Aaron bent and took it into his mouth.
"Aaron! NO!" I said, but it was too late and he was sucking for all he was worth to keep it from staining my pants.
When I was finished, he opened the door and spit it out.
"How was it?" I asked.
"Pretty gross!" He said, shivering. "But I loved doing it!"
"Yeah you were really getting into it!" I laughed.
"Me??!!" He said. YOU kind of got into it too! You should have heard yourself. If those people across the street didn't hear you, I'd be surprised!"
"It WAS pretty awesome!" I said.
That set a new level for us. We did similar several times when we got together in the next few weeks. It was always Aaron sucking me. I had not tried it yet.
We had to get more and more surreptitious in our meeting. We hadn't talked about the "L" word yet, but I think we both knew what was happening. It helped that Edie went from disagreeable -- when I first met her -- to very argumentative with Aaron -- to just plain nasty to him.
She could in no way know what we were doing, but, she gave him plenty of reason to take off more and more often. When we finally made that fatal error and she DID catch us in a very suspicious circumstance, she lost it and he left.
Aaron called me and was crying. "It finally happened."
"What?" I asked.
"I left Edie. She figured out that we met last week and was accusing me of -- well pretty much more than we ever did. I admitted that we were seeing each other and - "
"Wha -- aat? You TOLD her! Aaron! What were you THINKING!"
"Sweetheart," he cried. "I'm just not a good liar! It was time!"
I met him. We had no place to go. We couldn't go to my house because Larry was there. We went to Loomis -- where my friend Ryan lived and we found a vacant lot to park in. He wasn't exactly crying -- not knowing what he should do. But he was pissed and ... distraught. I kissed him and he expelled a huge sigh. "What're we gonna do?" He cried.
"Right now, I'm going to just hold you and love you." I said.
And so that's what I did. We kissed and did the usual fondling and I started to jack him off and we made out. When he told me he needed to stop, I said, "NO!" This is your turn!" I bent down and took his hardness into my mouth ... for the first time. I bobbed on the top and jacked the bottom until he was taking huge gulping breaths. Then it started to shoot into my mouth. His hips started to buck all by themselves and I couldn't hold on to all of it. But I got most of it and ... it was not bad ... not as bad as I figured it would be.
The only cum I ever tasted was my own and it didn't taste all that good. By this time he was regularly swallowing all I could give him, so I felt like I needed to swallow his. I kissed him when it was over and he said, "OMIGOSH! Mine tastes good! Or -- is it just because it's second hand. Does yours taste good when I kiss you ... after?"
"Ummm ... no~!" I shuddered just thinking about it. "Mine'e gross! But your's -- haven't you ever tasted it?"
"No ... why? Have you tasted your's?" He asked
"Well, of course when you swallow it, I can't NOT taste it but ... I've tried it. It's bitter. I can't believe you like it! Your's is sweet!"
"I never said I liked it!" He giggled. I was sky-high-happy that he giggled after how sad he was earlier. But I LOVE doing it for you, Gino. I love you!"
He said it. He actually said it! And now am I supposed to say it back? There was a short awkward silence, and then I said, "You suck!"
"Hee hee!" he said, "Not THAT time!"
"I mean, I was gonna say it to you first!"
"Huh?"
"Aaron, I've loved you ever since that first night when you laid down in the hammock with me! I was supposed to tell you first. I am soooo in love with you!" I said and kissed him. We were getting into it and he started to jack me off.
Up until this time, he had only caught my spunk after jacking me off. This time he went down and started to suck up and down fast. I was almost beside myself in my ecstasy. I was near my climax when his cell phone rang. He kept bobbing and finished me off, then checked his phone.
"It's Edie. There's a message."
I wish he hadn't played it hands free. I didn't want to hear what she had to say: "Aaron. Please come back! I just had -- (she then broke down and cried) "I don't know what I'll do without you. We can talk about it and see what we need to do. I'll do anything, Aaron. Please don't leave me like this. Please call back so I know you're okay and didn't do something ... regrettable. Please?"
He pressed call back. "I'll be back ... just not tonight." Aaron said woodenly when she answered.
"Are you okay?" She said.
"I've been better." He said.
"Is he there with you?" She said -- with a little edge to it.
"Is that how we're starting?" Said Aaron.
"No! Never mind. What's' in the past is in the past. Just come home Honey."
Aaron took breath and held it and then shakily let it out. "Don't look for me tonight. I'll come home after work tomorrow."
"Where will you be?"
"It doesn't matter. I'll see you tomorrow -- night - sometime."
NOOOOOOOooooo! I cried out in my head. After he hung up, I said, "What's up with that? No! You can't go back!"
"Where else can I go?"
"You can stay with me!" I said, before thinking. Yeah, like I could bring in my step-father's brother-in-law's brother to stay in my bedroom. That'd go over well! "Um -- er -- I'll -- I mean -- we'll go tomorrow and find a place! You and me! We can get an apartment together!" I was grabbing at straws.
"It's not that simple Sweetheart." Said Aaron.
"Yes! Yes it is! It IS that simple! We can just hang out in your car tonight and get a place tomorrow."
"What I mean is ... you don't just throw away 9 years of marriage over an argument."
"Poppy -- what? No, Poppy, you haven't gotten along for a long time -- as long as I've known you the witch has- "
"Gino! STOP!" Aaron yelled at me. I was crushed. He softened when he saw my hurt look.
"Gino ... Sweetheart ... Please believe me. It's not as simple as you - "
"But - "
"Gino!" I have to go back and talk to her -- at least."
"You know the witch doesn't give a FUCK about you!"
Aaron softly came back with, "In the first place that's not true. In the second place. Stop calling her that. And also don't be using that kind of language."
"What ... or you'll put me on restriction?" Hey, what can I say? I was barely over 21 by this time. I was still practically a teenager!
Aaron gave me a withering look ... or maybe it was more like ... pitiful. I know now what a pain in the ass I was -- how immature I was and sometimes I wonder how he stood it.
"Gino, I'm going to go talk to her. Nothing you say is going to change that. And if you say much more, it will only make things worse -- between you and me."
I looked at him through tears. "I just know that you're gonna get back together with her and I don't want you to. That's all!"
"I know that. And I know how hard it is for you to understand at your age. But you just have to take my word for it. There are things that you just learn from experience. I have kids to consider too, you know!"
"I know." I finally relented.
Aaron did go back and didn't move out. But we still saw each other. It wasn't as if I wanted anyone else! I'd go over to his house early Saturday mornings and wait until she left for work. Then I'd come in and get in his bed. We'd kiss, and cuddle and get each other off. We loved to faux-fuck. That's when you fuck your partners hand, face to face, so you can kiss at the same time. We couldn't go the anal route. Neither of us could think of putting our bone in where anyone poops!
"Sweetheart," He said one morning. "You really need to find someone who can be just yours. I know that Ryan wants you to ... try thing with him."
"Ew!" I said. "Ryan's my best friend! I mean ... just ... ew! It's not as if I'm some kind of - "
"Gino -- your gay."
"NO! I'm NOT GAY!" I protested. "I just -- I just -- love you -- that's all."
"Don't you want a family -- you said you wanted a family -- like I have."
"Yes." I said quietly.
"You need to date either girls or guys. I can't give you what you need ... what you deserve.
You DESERVE someone who loves only you!"
We got into a pattern like that. He'd always tell me I should find someone else. He'd keep reminding me ... if I'm not gay -- I should date some girls. Then one day, when I was 22, he said, "I met this guy online -- in a chat room. He's coming over here to see me."
"Huh? What? Coming from where? What the -- you -- you've been seeing -- erm -- what the hell HAVE you been doing?"
"He's coming here from Germany -- to see me. He wants to take what's left over of me -- after my family gets my best. He's such a sweet - "
"Poppy! What are you telling me? You see me, we love each other, have sex and you tell me you've been fooling with someone else?"
"Not exactly fooling with him. We've never met in person." He defended himself.
"But you want to -- I mean -- he's coming here? When? People over there always SAY they're coming but they never do!"
"His flight is already confirmed."
I lay my head on Aaron's chest and my tears matted and drenched his chest hair. I made little circlets of his wet hair. "You've told me so long that I have to find someone else. Is this your way of making me do it?"
"It wasn't my plan. It just happened. And maybe that's exactly why it happened."
"What -- what just happened?" I said. He didn't answer, but his deep sigh told me more than I wanted to know. I sat up and looked into his eyes. "You -- you're -- in love with him -- aren't you?"
He looked away, because he could not look me in the eye and tell me I was wrong. He finally spoke. "Gene -- I will always love you. You're my boy! You - "
"How old is he?"
"Older than you."
"How old?" I said more insistently.
"29."
"Good God! You're thirteen years older than him!"
"I'm 20 years older than you." He reminded me.
"How -- how long have you -- um been -- um - "
"Four months." He said.
"You've been in love for four months and never said anything to me?"
"I haven't been in love for four months. I met him 4 months ago." I got up and put my clothes on. "I'm sorry it had to be this way, Sweetheart!" he said.
"Stop calling me that! You have another sweetheart now!"
"You'll always be my Sweet - "
"NO! No, I won't! Good fucking GOD, Aaron! I'm glad we never actually fucked each other! I was wondering when that might happen."
"Gino, I - "
"Good bye, Aaron! Have a nice life with -- whatever his name is."
"It's Manolo."
"I -- just -- you think I CARE what his name is?" I said as I ran out the bedroom door and out to my car. I looked back ... hoping ... but he didn't even come to the door.
"Aaron -- I'm sorry. I'm sorry I reacted like that. I said some things I didn't -- didn't -- um, that I wish I hadn't. When is he coming?" I asked. I couldn't stay away from Aaron more than a few days.
"Next week."
"Do I get to at least meet him?"
"I'm not sure that would be a good idea. He's small ... and weak. You could snap him like a twig."
"Poppy, don't be ridiculous!"
"We'll see sweetheart. And Gino -- you ARE my sweetheart ... and always will be. I love you like - "
"I know -- like a son."
Ever since he told me about Manolo, we haven't had sex. It was like -- once he told me, then he had to be true to his new love. What about the four months he was falling in love with this ass hole? Did he tell Manolo that he was still having sex with me? Well, knowing Aaron -- he probable did! He even told Edie about us! I guess that's one of the things I love about him -- he can't lie!
"Whatever happened to Manolo?" I asked Aaron, the day before I was supposed to check out of the hospital.
"Um -- I actually don't know."
"Wow."
"What?"
"After all this time, you still looked pained when I asked about him."
After a long pause, Aaron said, "Well, when I found him ... I really WAS trying to discourage you from wasting your time with me. I didn't plan to fall for him like I did."
"You -- you still love him, don't you?" I asked, tentatively.
Aaron looked off into space and said, "I suppose when you don't leave hating someone -- you always love him ... or at least what he used to be. That was 23 years ago. He's probably not the same man now. Gino, you don't need to worry about that. I love only you ... in that way ... now. Back then - "
"Back then," I finished his sentence, "Back then, I was a major Pain in the ass ... to you." He laughed, not even trying to counter what I'd said. "Gosh, remember ... that girl? You know the tall one I dated?"
"Yeah -- well, how could I forget? She was the only girl you ever made love to."
"Heh!" I chuckled. "You could hardly call that making love! I was more in love with her dad than I was with her! He was soooo handsome! Slightly graying hair ... and he loved me! I think he wanted me to marry her more than even she did. Definitely more than I did! I had no intention of marrying her.
"Aw she wasn't so bad. At least she was tall!" Said Aaron.
"You mean, at least I was tall! At 6 feet tall, she was going to have a hard time finding a guy taller than she ... especially in heels. But Aaron, she was who made me aware what a pain in the ass I really was ... to you. She was only 19 when I was 24."
"I think that was the turning point for you."
"And for us!" I added. "You cried so much when Manolo went back to Germany! And Edie ... and your family for that matter ... didn't have a clue about you and him!"
"Well, Edie didn't. Shelly did, and even confronted Edie about it."
"She did?" I said, never knowing this part of the story. Shelly was one of his daughters.
"Yeah. It was Edie's idea that he stay with us! When they met, she loved him -- as everyone did! He had a way of stealing your heart - "
"I guess I'll never know that one!" I said. "You really were afraid of letting me meet him, weren't you?"
"Well, that was more his doing. As sweet as he was ... and he was about as sweet as they come ... he was jealous of you!"
I couldn't help the smile that crept up on my face. "You gave him reason?"
"You KNOW better than to think I never talked about you! And when I sang to him, "Beautiful Boy" ... and he found out that I had sung it to you before, he was outraged!"
"Really?" I said.
"You don't need to look so pleased." Said Aaron.
"I just never thought about anyone being jealous ... of me!"
"Like you never thought that Edie was jealous of you?"
"That's different! She's a major b - "
"Gino -- don't -- please? She's still my kids' mom. And part of me still loves ... part of her."
"As if she was ever a mom to them when they needed a mom!"
"Well, she is now. She just didn't have the emotional makeup to deal with children. I tried to make up for what she couldn't be to them."
"Oh gosh yes! You were the model dad AND the mom to them! And you were also -- the model dad to me!"
"Don't make a big point of that. Some of the readers get freaked out about that."
"She just hated me!"
"Actually she didn't. But could you blame her if she did? She mostly hated that I loved you. Even if she was a normal woman ... what chance could she have had ... when it was a man she was competing with? Sweetheart ... she loved me ... in the way she knew how to. She still does. I doubt she'll ever get remarried. I feel badly about that."
"Normal? C'mon, Aaron -- now you're telling me she's not normal?"
"I've told you before -- she was sexually molested as a child."
"Oh COOL! Now I get to blame my real father for screwing up another little girl's whole life!"
"Unfortunately that could be true, but the point here is ... Edie didn't sign up for any of this. So give her some slack. Anyway, she's out of our lives ... mostly now."
I sighed. "I'm sorry I'm still such a pain in the ass for you, Aaron!"
"No -- you're not STILL a pain in the ass. You're not a pain in the ass at all. YOU didn't sign up for this trip ... neither of us did, Baby. But we will get through it. You didn't come back from the dead to give up now!"
I smiled, then tears started pouring down my cheeks. "I'm just tired of this. It's been nearly 3 months since I checked in to this hospital."
"I know Baby. But soon you'll come home!"
"Tomorrow ... the doctor promised."
"I hope so, Baby."
"Yeah, and then you're work starts! I hate that you have to take care of me!"
Aaron bent over and kissed my lips, then glanced over at the door -- then climbed on top of me. All I had on was a hospital gown and he had shorts and a tee shirt. He smelled so good -- that end-of-the-day man smell that was uniquely his.
Nurse Daniel came in the door. "Hah! Trying to turn me on again huh? Well, it's working!" He said, smirking, his hand pushing down something in his pants. "The doctor will be here in a few minutes, Gene."
"Oh," said my sweetheart, "Do I need to leave?"
"Actually I think he wants to talk to both of you. I'll check in on you after he leaves." Said Daniel and he was out the door again.
"He probably wants to tell you all the things you need to know to care for an invalid." I said, sarcastically.
Aaron was still lying on top of me. "I guess I should get down before he comes."
"Yeah," I said, "We wouldn't want him to think we're gay!" And I kissed his forehead. Just as he got off the bed, Dr. Bellwood came in.
"Ah! I'm glad you're here, Aaron. I wanted you here when I -- erm -- tell our boy the -- um -- news." At my look, he added, "It's not THAT bed, Eugene."
"I don't want ANY bad news, Doc! I just want to go home tomorrow!"
"Yeah ... well ... about that. I'm afraid I'll need you here for another week ... or until your blood pressure is stable and we can find a med that your system doesn't reject."
I was embarrassed to cry in front of the doctor, but I was just too tired to put up that front. "Aaron can take care of me!" I begged, my eyes pleading for my sweetheart to confirm it.
"Gino -- I would have to take more time off work ... we can't afford it ... any more."
"I just don't wanna stay here another day, Doc! Every fiber of my body was ready to go home!" I sighed deeply. "Tell me the truth -- will I ever be able to pull my own weight again? I don't want to go on if I can't!" I was so discouraged!
"Eugene, it's been a miracle that you pulled through those first few days. You've come a long way. It just took a terrible toll on your body. The loss of blood -- the loss of oxygen -- parts of you had already started dying ... all over your body. You're too close to licking this ... to give up now, son! And you can! But it needs your effort and willingness to keep on keepin' on, Eugene."
I looked between Dr. Bellwood and Aaron. Aaron had tears in his eyes too. I sighed again and nodded. "So ... what now, Doc?" I said.
"Well, I talked to the pharmacist and we have changed several of your meds -- because sometimes certain drug interactions can result in counterindications. I know that doesn't mean too much to you, but bottom like is, I am hoping that this time we have a winner.
"In the mean time, I want you to up your exercise schedule in the next week. Gary -- your physical therapist will work up a program and Daniel and Will are going to encourage you ... by walking and exercising WITH you."
"Oh." I said, not quite understanding. "Who's Will?"
"He's going to be transferred up there for the week."
"What ... just for me?"
"Heh! Well, believe it or not, your medical plan wants you out of here as much as you do. Will works the afternoon shift and he will be transferred here -- and be doing the entire shift duty, but he knows why he's here: to make sure that you move out of here by next week. He's bucking for a supervisor position and so he takes this seriously. He's a nice guy, but don't expect him not to be professional. I think you'll like him."
"Why is that?" I asked, I asked innocently enough.
The doc looked at Aaron and smirked and then back to me, "I think I'll let you figure that one out, Eugene. He'll be on this afternoon. I'll check in on you occasionally. Work hard, Eugene!"
As soon as Dr. Bellwood was out the door, Aaron said, "I think I better stay until this mystery nurse shows up!"
"Yeah, I think so too!" I said. "I might be tempted to pretend I'm asleep while he molests my body!" I grinned. Aaron's return grin took me be surprise and I actually felt a swelling down below.
"You might get him to do a daily digital exam on you!" joked my sweet Aaron.
Just then Daniel popped in. "Just wanted to say g'bye. See you tomorrow, Gene ... you too, maybe, Aaron."
"Hey -- do you know this new nurse ... Will ... that is coming this afternoon?" I asked.
"Oh yeah! Total babe ... " and he looked Aaron up and down, as he added, " ... if you're into older guys!" He winked at Aaron. "See yah tomorrow!" He said as he left, then he popped his head back in ... "Oh by the way ... he's straight!" He grinned. "As far as I know!"
Notes: I hope you're enjoying. As usual, the story is taking on its own life. Comments are always welcome ... to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks and ... love, Steve