Internet Bromance, Chapter 3
Drew and Bart had scarcely cleaned up the kitchen after their lunch the next day when Chris's vehicle pulled up. He and Kevin spent a few minutes with their heads together in serious conversation before exiting and knocking on the door.
"It's a good thing you didn't come a few minutes earlier, because the table was a mess from what we were doing on it - lunch!" Drew joked as he watched Chris's face turn three shades of crimson. "Sorry, I'll be good in front of your company. I don't know Kevin well enough to make off-color remarks."
"Um, that's okay, Drew. We have some things to tell you that will make us all relax more, I hope. Either way, I have to get them off my chest and Kevin has agreed that I can tell you everything." Chris said.
"It goes back to when we were juniors in college and roomed together. Neither of us had dated in high school other than for special occasions like homecoming and prom. We were kind of geeky around girls."
"Well, one Friday night, I was home alone without a date, as usual, and Kevin came in frustrated. His date turned out to be a tease who led him on. But when he got his hands in her panties, she slapped him and told him to take her home. We were both very horny. He sat on the edge of my bed and put his hand on my leg. I got hard as a rock and so did he. I didn't pull away. In fact, I pulled him toward me and kissed him for the first time. It was kind of awkward initially, but it was awesome! All of the colored lights were there that had been missing when I kissed girls."
"I'm going to leave the rest up to your imaginations, but I can say that the next several hours were unbelievable.
"However, neither of us would admit we were anything but straight. We wanted to fit in. We would banter with the other jocks in the locker room about hot girls and who we wanted to get laid by, etc. But at least once a month, we would drink enough beer to let down our defenses and we'd spend the whole night in his bed or mine.
"The next year, we didn't room together because the temptation was too much. We sort of drifted apart. Kevin met Kayla and got married before getting shipped off to the Middle East. She messed around on him and had a new guy when he came back a couple of months ago. She had already filed for divorce. It'll be final next month.
"As Dad knows, I've been dating Mindy for a little over three months and I've been trying to convince myself that I'm in love with her. Like Kevin, I wanted all the things that marriage brings -- respectability, stability, kids -- the whole nine yards.
"Then last night, we had a couple of beers with our pizza and a couple more when we got back to his apartment. With our inhibitions gone, we discovered the old feelings were still there. I know we slept some, but... Well, I'm sure you two understand!"
Bart and Drew nodded their heads in agreement. Bart walked over to Kevin and embraced him.
"Welcome to the family, Kevin. I hope you'll be good for my son. I can see in his eyes how he feels about you."
Kevin responded in kind, hugging both Bart and Drew. Drew warned Kevin he'd better not hurt his "step-son" or there would be hell to pay! Everyone's body language signaled that they were relaxed and feeling comfortable together.
Chris went on to explain that it was his own emotional turmoil that had made him want to strike out at Drew and to stop his father. Since his Dad was in love with another male, then Chris would have to entertain the possibility that he could be too. His last defenses had broken down since he'd arrived at the cabin.
Drew uncorked a bottle of wine to toast happiness for all of them. He was putting out some crackers and cheese, but after some probing got the young men to admit they'd been too nervous and excited to eat lunch.
Bart and Drew busied themselves with setting out food. Once everyone had filled his plate, they sat drinking their wine and munching while the conversation continued.
As Drew had anticipated, there was a break in the weather. Everyone put on swim trunks and headed for the beach to catch a few rays while the sun was out. It was a pleasure to watch the couples applying sunscreen to their lovers. Chris's hands strayed up the legs of Kevin's suit just like his father's did Drew's. Perhaps it was the wine or simply the fact that everyone was now officially out. Whatever the reason, the guys all got a case of the giggles and acted like teenagers.
Father and son shared grinning glances at each other, knowing how good the other felt. With his stress level lowered, Bart looked more like he should be the young man's older brother than his father.
Drew suggested that Chris and Kevin might like to take the canoe out. They readily agreed it would be good exercise to help sweat out the remaining vestiges of last night's beer.
Later, while the boys were playing, Drew made a quick trip to the supermarket to buy another T-bone to grill. He also picked up a couple of bottles of a good quality red wine to go with dinner. He figured that the coming out celebration was going to continue.
When it was time to cook the evening meal, everyone pitched in. Chris and Kevin tore lettuce and cut tomatoes and cucumbers to go in the salad. Bart cleaned and buttered ears of sweet corn leaving one layer of husk to cover it with for roasting on the grill. Drew got the charcoal burning to produce glowing coals for cooking the steak.
The four men ate in relative silence in the beginning. Their main interest at that point was savoring the flavors of each bite of food. The wine complemented the meal well.
As they began to assuage their hunger, they conversed about their plans for the future. The immediate task for Bart and his son was to tell the rest of their family and Chris's girlfriend that things were not the same anymore. Chris was hesitant to tell Mindy the reason for breaking up, but he wouldn't hide that from his mother or his twin brother.
Bart was worried about what his wife of 20-some years might do and say. He was certain that Beth didn't suspect his orientation because he had hidden it so well. He had been an attentive husband over the years but was finding it increasingly difficult to complete a sex act with her. He still cared for her on an emotional level and didn't want to hurt her. However, a female body just didn't cut it for him anymore. He wanted, no needed, a man. Nothing could replace a firm, fit body and a hard, throbbing cock.
Kevin and Chris insisted on washing the dishes since Drew and Bart had done the majority of the preparation. They had fun doing the chore, ending up with snapping dish towels at each other's butts. The wine had brought out the adolescence that is buried inside of most males.
It wasn't really chilly, but Bart built a small fire to make the place cozy. The fire provided the only light in the room and created a romantic mood. The younger men sat on the floor and held out on getting too amorous until the older guys started making out on the sofa. It didn't take long for everyone to get into it.
Drew and Bart stripped each other of their shirts because they loved the skin contact. Chris and Kevin followed suit. The air was filled with soft moans that served to stimulate their lustful desires like the soundtrack from a porn movie.
Bart couldn't hold back much longer, he but was hesitant to make love to Drew with his son a mere five feet away. So, he half dragged his willing boyfriend up the stairs to their loft bed where the two men divested themselves of their last bits of clothing. Falling onto the bed in a 69-position, they wasted no time getting down to business.
Kevin and Chris remained in place where they had settled on the rug. They were already nibbling on each other's nipples. When the other two had left, they hurriedly got naked too.
About any surface in the A-frame that wasn't glass was wood paneling. The acoustical properties were such that even the sounds of sucking and slurping echoed from one part to the other. In the heat of lust, no one was worried about how much noise he was making. Indeed, they remained unaware of their own contribution to the cacophony of sound.
It would be impossible to say who began the rhythmic gasps and whimpers that signaled an impending orgasm because it seemed like everyone was in synch. The sounds were different, but they all heralded similar conclusions.
When it was over and the lovers were cuddling in the afterglow, Drew started to snicker.
"Chris, you even sound like your father when you cum!" he called to the room below.
There were various comments exchanged among the men about the intensity of the experience. Bart had to concede that it was very hot overhearing his son making love, but he felt a bit guilty about enjoying it.
Bart and Drew fell asleep fairly quickly, only to be roused to semi-consciousness occasionally by noises from the room below. It made them grin and wish to be in their 20's again.
Drew and Bart were awakened completely around 7:30 AM by the smell of coffee and the sounds of breakfast being prepared in the kitchen. They pulled on only their briefs because the cottage was pleasantly warm.
Their first stop was in the bathroom where they shared the toilet since both had to piss like a racehorse. They brushed their teeth and applied deodorant before heading for the kitchen. The sight that greeted them was a pleasant one to say the least -- two handsome men clad in nothing but tight underwear.
"You guys are just in time," Kevin smiled. "Breakfast is nearly ready."
Chris and he had been busy. There were several waffles keeping warm in the oven as well as a plate of sausages and a bowl of scrambled eggs. Juice and coffee were on the table for anyone who wanted them. They all sat down and dived into the hearty breakfast.
The sky was clear, and the sun was shining. It was the first completely beautiful day since the men had come there. As a result, Kevin suggested that they go waterskiing. He knew a guy with a boat who would take them out for gas money and a case of beer. He pulled out his cell phone and contacted his friend. In a matter of minutes, he had it all set up for early afternoon.
They took their time showering and dressing. There was no rush.
Walking along the shore before lunch, Bart expressed his sorrow that the vacation would end in another couple of days.
"We've just found each other for real and now we have to part again," he complained.
"Maybe not," Drew suggested. "I own the dealership and I can take another week of vacation. Would you mind if I drove down with you? I would stay out of sight at a motel and maybe we could have some time together."
"Mind; I'd love it! We can stop overnight on the way and have an extra night together and I'll be able to join you after I tell Beth. She may not want me in the house at all once she knows."
Chris and Kevin came jogging up to them with smiles on their faces.
"Dad, Kevin has decided to come to live with me! He has a month left on his apartment lease and he's going to talk to his principal tomorrow about getting out of his contract. My district needs teachers badly and I'm sure I can get him into the system. I'm going to go home long enough to straighten things out with Mindy. If we can get him a job, we'll come back here to pack his things. We still have a couple of months before school starts again."
When Bart explained that Drew was going to travel with him also, the other two guys high-fived them. Bart's somber mood, which had been brought on by what lay ahead with telling his wife, had turned as sunny as the sky overhead. Chris offered Drew his guest room when they got to Florida because he assured everyone that Kevin and he would be quite comfortable in the same bed. He gave Drew a key to the place because they probably wouldn't arrive at the same time.
"Dad, maybe you should consider staying there too. You're certainly welcome to, and I won't complain if you `do what I think you're going to be doing.'"
They spent the afternoon waterskiing, sunning, and having fun. Kevin's buddy was happy to provide the boat and skis in return for some gas money and beer just as Kevin had predicted. He would have joined them, but he had to work.
Traffic on the lake was still light because people had been afraid that the rain would return before they got their equipment in the water. There were a few other skiers out, but everyone was courteous in sharing the space.
Chris and Kevin drove to the supermarket after they had returned the boat. They bought some prepared salads at the deli, and chicken breasts to barbeque. Kevin had a special dry rub and sauce that he wanted to make to impress the rest with his cooking skills.
If Kevin could live on praise alone, he would never have to eat again. The other three couldn't stop raving about the flavor of the chicken. Since this was only the tip of the iceberg of Kevin's culinary skills, it looked like Chris was going to be satisfied in the kitchen as well as the bedroom.
Bart and Drew cleaned up after dinner and all went for a walk around the lake when they had finished. There were others out strolling, including kids, who were running ahead and then back to their parents like human yoyos. It seemed that some of them had been cooped up a little too long in their cabins.
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