GREG & PETER by Mike Austin
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Greg and Peter found their life together grow and soon, while not living together due to school issues, spent almost every day and night as a couple. Before that first Fall Semester ended, Greg and the band were invited to a marching contest out of town. It would be he and Peter's first weekend apart and Greg was unsure of his security with their relationship. The plan had the band and chaperones leave Beddington on Friday morning, check into the hotel, get a scheduled practice in that afternoon and have a group dinner before their show time Saturday morning at 9. If they made the first cut, they'd be invited back for the Sunday "march-off". If not, they'd return to Beddington, still proud but disheartened. Greg had assured them repeatedly to look at their achievements and not fear the future. He wished he'd felt the same about he and Peter. This band had fewer seniors than the last two years bands. The junior class had a larger presence and the follow-on sophomore class was larger still. That meant the upcoming bands would be more and more aligned with Greg's influence than Jack's and his predecessors. Greg took some pride in that fact and opportunity. He knew the seniors realized that fact as well and wanted to make this THEIR YEAR as much as Greg's. The Friday afternoon practice went well, the dinner mood was both, excited and apprehensive and all wanted a good night's rest as prep for Saturday's performance.
Greg spoke with Peter after dinner. His door was punctuated with knocks and band-member hollers of support and thanks "BOSS" as the band had grown to call Greg. He smiled as he and Peter talked more about the day and both sets of options for Saturday. As soon as he knew their status, he'd be on the phone to Peter. What he did not know was that his parents and Peter were both in town as a surprise gesture of support. They closed the call with a mutual phone J/O session. The tension evaporated as Greg came, listening to his boyfriend's orgasm. Things were ok with them, better than OK. The next morning, Greg answered the door knock to find his parents, both grinning proudly as Greg ushered them into his room. He wondered about the cum towel in the bathroom and feared his mom would try and police the area as was her tendency. He steered them to the coffee pot and begged to finish his make ready, as they sat quietly sipping coffee, while Greg stowed the cum towel away safely, out of sight. The housekeeper finding it made no difference, but his mother, even at his age, well that WAS a different story!!! The three headed down the hall, onto the elevator and as they exited, there sat Peter waiting to join him for a surprise breakfast. Greg froze, he mumbled to his folks, "let me introduce a band supporter and close friend from Beddington" as the shared introductions were offered and acknowledged. "You've got a fine son there and a damn fine band director as well, a real leader", Peter announced to Greg's folks. They beamed a response and invited Peter to join them. Other band members and chaperones filed into the breakfast setting as the anticipation built. Another band and their supporters and chaperones staying at the same hotel were in place as well. There was some friendly "jawing", then both bands wished each other well and left for their rooms to dress for their respective showtimes. Greg pointed out Wayne and Josh to his folks and Peter. The two band leaders greeted Greg's parents with smiles and thanks for Greg getting them this far. Peter nodded to Greg and smiled secretively. Both men watched the young studs disappear in the elevator. Greg was dressed but offered his folks a run at his room if they needed to hit the restroom before the trip over to the stadium where the contests were being held; both agreed and Greg handed off his card key to them and remained in the lobby with Peter. Both wanted to hug each other but were satisfied with a public high-five display, with discreet finger clutches. Peter admitted not knowing Greg's folks planned to be there and vice-versa it seemed. Greg was stunned still by the support and surprise. Then admitted it was a good thing he'd not known Peter was in town as they'd surely have been in the sack together that morning, when his folks' door knock surprise was sprung. Greg shuddered at the thought. Peter offered to drive Greg's parents to the stadium to save parking and stress. They readily accepted. Greg headed to the field with Peter following closely. Greg's dick stirred again thinking of the orgasm they'd shared by phone and whether he'd get a chance to enjoy the real thing soon?
In short tense order, the various bands made their showing. Twelve bands competed and from them four were invited back to the Sunday final. Beddington was asked back and on Sunday, received a perfect score from the judges and a special accolade as "most innovative program" winning the marching contest across the board. Back home, the Beddington families who could not attend in-person, learned by text, cell calls, social media of their school's championship results. Jack Stallings was present to accept the award for the school and by his side was the assistant director Greg Stevens, whom Jack afforded the sole visionary for the program development and to the class band for their excellent execution of Greg's material. Jack went on to offer "this will begin a new phase of band development and enrichment for Beddington High School and the up and coming musician-students". Hands shaken, slaps on backs abounded, Wayne and Josh did chest bumps on the field and the band did a group high-five before each student personally shook Greg's hands. And while this would be the first of four additional contest invitations with Greg as asst. band director for BHS and first of three perfect scores and wins, it was THE FIRST and Greg would cherish it and the band that year, dearly! The follow-on 5 years at BHS were peppered with successes for Greg. The trip back to Beddington with his parents and Peter in close pursuit, was exhilarating and his body craved celebration with Peter. It had been a long day and his parents asked to stay overnight and finish their drive home on Monday. In fact, they'd been invited by Jack Stallings to join a victory celebration planned at the school on Monday for Greg and the band, but would keep that a surprise. UGH, Greg thought, how would he and Peter get any time together?
Greg made the guest bedroom up and put out fresh towels for his parents. He reminded them that he had an early day Monday and would not have time for breakfast, and they could just lock the door as they were leaving. They mused and agreed understandingly.
Greg made a fast call to Peter recapping the situation and begged off until Monday night. Peter's reply made Greg even more eager to be fucked!!!
Monday arrived. The school principal and entire School Board hosted the surprise party and awarded, special recognition to each band member, dance corp member, twirler, Jack and Greg and all the band supporters. Jack took his spot at the podium and raved about the win and shined the spotlight on Greg's vision. The entire band and attendees stood for an ovation. Greg surveyed the gathering, found his parents were present and in the back was Peter, applauding whole-heartedly. How had they known, been invited, caused such sentiment? Greg had thanked the assembled body and called out Wayne and Josh for their dedication and contributions. The two teens stood, high-fived each other and Greg. He thought he saw both studs with hard-ons from the excitement. He knew MaryAnn must have been fucked raw by Josh after the win and was equally certain that the Drum Major stud Wayne, had done some serious "drumming" of his own in celebration. He spied Mary Ann's cop-dad in the audience with his wife. The cop gave Greg a #1 sign and beamed broadly. As soon as the party ended, his parents made their good-byes and repeated congratulations then made their way home in time for his dad's requisite nap. Peter had joined to offer his vote of approval again, then begged off to get to work. The rest of the day was a blur for Greg. He couldn't wait to get Peter's dick in as many positions and depths as possible!!!!! As soon as he arrived home, read the nice note his folks had left him, teared up a bit at some of the memories they recounted, then jumped in and out of the shower before calling Peter, already aching for the deep orgasm Peter's dick always produced. After speaking he wondered aloud, how they'd arrived at this point, together and yet not, enjoying intense sex and yet a corresponding passion, when might they actually live together, Greg pondered? The constraints of working at a public school would be the brake they'd have to face, for as many gay teachers as there were, he'd not known any who lived with their BF, lover, husband, whatever...