Sorry for the delay. Work was tough last two weeks and then I was gone to a conference over the previous weekend and out to dinner that Sat. night. And did I have fun at the conference? Um, yes! I could share details but I don't kiss and tell like Patrick does!
P.S. As always, don't forget to support Nifty!
P.P.S. I also did just write a story yesterday for a reader that is up on gay/adult friends called "Brian". That did get in the way, too. But hope you like that one, too.
From Kevin 12... "Kevin looked at me and said he was ready to marry me after a meal like that! I just simply said, `Please do!'
He realized I was serious. `You mean that, don't you?'
`I do', I said, with a bit of pun intended.
Jakey', he said. What are we going to do? You're graduating this year. I'm not. You're off somewhere then. I'm not. You're such a hot man. How can you not forget me?'
This time I did slug him, in his gut. He was shocked.
Kevin, you're the only person for me. Period. We will find a way to be together forever. It won't happen fast. But it will happen. I promise that to you. After this year you and I may play with other guys from time to time to ease the pain of being separated, but no other guy will ever take your place in my heart. That I swear to you.' I looked at him hard. If another guy takes my place in your heart while we're separated, I will accept that. But you need to be honest and let me know that immediately. I'll never get over you, I think, if that happens, but love me enough to always be honest with me and let me know everything about you. But that's all months away. Let's flip flop fuck now, if you're not too sore?'
Our tears cleared. No point in sweating out the future when we could sweat out each other right now! LOL. I decided to take Kevin's ass again big time and make him walk `funny' tomorrow. LOL again! And then I wanted him to make me forget about every single worry possible by fucking the shit out of me!
And damn, we did. I don't know how Kevin got his clothes back on and drove himself back to his dorm. But I know he was one happy and satisfied man in all ways possible. As for me, even more so, if possible!
It would be a very long day tomorrow. I was hoping for a quiet night tomorrow night. Figured Patrick would be with Kevin's Dad then. And what about Kevin's Dad, Kevin, Marco, Marco's Dad, Jorge, and Patrick? Enough. I'm asleep on my feet. Tomorrow will take care of itself."
The only highlight of Monday was seeing Kevin. After the weekend and the new turn in our relationship, I could feel the difference in how we were together. There was already a deeper and more confident tone in how we talked to each other, too. Still, I have to admit I really longed to get him naked and show him how much I loved him, very personally. LOL.
No Patrick that night. Guess Kevin's dad did have his weekly "meeting" with Patrick. A peaceful, if a bit lonely, night...
Tuesday I continued to get ahead in my studies. I shopped some in the afternoon and finally set myself up to do more real cooking. I enjoyed making a casserole that night and set up the leftovers in different containers to freeze. I had just cleared the dishes when, as always, like clockwork, Patrick buzzed the buzzer at 8 PM.
He rushed in and demanded, "I want to hear all about it! I want to hear all about it!" He plopped down on the couch and said in a very dramatic tone, "Well???"
"Patrick, unlike others in this room I could name, I don't kiss and tell."
He smiled at my feeble wit. "You should know me well enough by now to know that I certainly have no shame. So, let's cut to the chase, did you take the gorgeous soccer star's cherry?"
"You're not going to leave this alone until you get an answer, are you?"
"Hell no".
"Well, yes."
"I knew it!" He pumped his arms up in victory and did a quick lap of the living room. "Yes", he yelled!
I just rolled my eyes and shook my head at him. However, I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm.
"Any other details?" he pleaded, with a very cute "hang-dog" expression.
"Just to say, that we're even more in love than ever," I smiled.
"I guess that's good", he agreed. "However, if he ever does you wrong, you know who's first in line", he said forcefully.
That made me laugh out loud!
"Can't blame a guy for trying! Anyway, my turn to talk about the weekend, and what a weekend it was! Oh, do you have a beer? Talkin's thirsty work, Jacob!" I got him a beer and sat down on the chair facing him. I popped open one of my own and prepared to listen.
"Where to start", he began. "Friday night, or guess I should say Saturday morning? Right. Well, Marco, Jorge and I didn't even bother to put our shirts on. I gave Jorge and Marco directions to the apartment here and we all drove over here from Durham, trying not to get a speeding ticket." He grinned, remembering. "Those guys were ready by the time we made it inside, I have to say. Clothes were shucked faster than even Superman could have! Marco got tackled and Jorge and I went to work! What a nice body, and damn do I love big guys! Yum! Just enough body hair, muscles in all the right places, hard abs, and his cock matches the rest of his truly fine body! Jorge and I had a feast. Yum oh yum oh yum!" And Patrick smacked his lips together obscenely. I rolled my eyes again. "Nothing like three way kissing with two hot Latino guys who really know how to kiss and know what the word passion really means! And nothing like working over a hot Latino stick and balls with another hot Latino sharing the load. And I mean that quite literally!" His turn to laugh out loud... He smacked his lips together again and made a very obscene sucking gesture. I just shook my head in mock dismay. Grin. "And not just once either", he proclaimed. I put my hands over my ears in a futile gesture to get him to stop. "Not that Marco did much to reciprocate, although his big hands did feel good on my cock and he did let Jorge and me soak his hairy chest and let us roll around on him and try to glue ourselves to him. And I did like the way he grabbed my ass and spanked me, too!" I gave an audible groan at that and said, "Way too much information!" "So then you don't want to hear what Marco did when he came back over Saturday night?" "No!" "And you don't want to hear what Daniel and I did together last night?" "No!" "Well, just be that way! However, I do think I should buy stock in condom and lube manufacturers and that I'm quite happy and satisfied' and did some of my own satisfying last night again, too!" He leered at me then. "However, if you're up' for something, I would never say no to you, Jacob." He gave me his cute, pleading, grin again then. I frowned at him, giving him "the look". "All right, all right," he answered.
He got up then and started to pace around the room a bit. Well, two down, one to go", he said. "I think I'll start working on Marco's dad, Diego, at the soccer match this weekend. I think he's going to be more of a challenge than the first two, though." He stopped his pacing and he looked at me directly. "Still, I think I'll succeed even if I have to try again and again. My gaydar tells me that much anyway." He looked at my expression. "As for Marco and Daniel, I think Marco's going to branch out and find some more tail' this weekend at the gay club. He's definitely got the bug' and while I'm pretty incredible in bedÑalthough you wouldn't know, would you?--, even I am not enough for him. Even Jorge and I together aren't enough. Speaking of buying stock in condom and lube producers!" He laughed briefly. "As for Daniel, there is something happening there, definitely something happening. He brought me more gifts again this week. This time besides wine and flowers it was a sweater he saw that he thought matched my eyes. What do you think?" he asked as he modeled the sweater he had on. "Very nice", I responded. "Just very nice?" he asked, with a grin. "Jealous?" he asked. "Of you and Kevin's Dad, hardly", I answered. "I've got the model I want in that family", I quipped. "You don't know until you try it out," he responded. And I noticed a bit of dreaminess in him talking about Kevin's Dad. Patrick falling in love? Guess we'll see!
Patrick got up abruptly. "I should go. Guess you'll let me", he said with a sigh. "You really don't know what you're missing," he complained, looking for a reaction from me. Seeing none, he continued, "and some time we'll have to talk about how to `out' Kevin and Daniel to each other. While the Triangle isn't a small place if they both run in gay circles they'll eventually meet each other, such as the gay club in Durham. I assume you're going back some time with Kevin." I nodded. "I'd like to take Daniel dancing there, too, some time." He stopped to grin at the memory that we had almost set up a meeting between Daniel and Kevin last Friday night, inadvertently. But then he frowned.
"Oh, I just had a bad thought, though. Daniel goes to every one of Kevin's soccer matches. If I try to make a play for Diego there on Sunday, Daniel'll be a first row witness. Crap. In fact if I show up at the game at all and Kevin sees me with his Dad, he'll put two and two together and Daniel's secret will be out'! And if Marco sees me with Daniel and Daniel sees Marco's reaction to me and if Diego sees Daniel's and Marco's reactions...oh shit. No more soccer games for me!" He pouted for a minute. "And here I was just getting into' the sport!"
"Or at least some of the player's pants", I said in a low voice.
"Well, Jacob", he minced, "I guess I do resemble that remark." I stood up, picked up, and folded the newspaper to swat him. He took his cue and was gone.
After he left I did spend some time thinking about the two Dads and Sons. If Patrick were right, and I had no reason to doubt his "gaydar", both of the family units had a lot more in common than they knew and what they might have in common was Patrick, at least Diego and Marco might. I wasn't going to let Patrick close to Kevin! Kevin was mine and mine alone!
Fall break was coming up soon. I still didn't have ideas about what romantic place I could find for Kevin and me. I'd have to talk to some of the people I had met on campus to see if they had suggestions. I was certainly going to make the best of that Thursday and Friday of break that both Kevin and I had free! In fact I didn't even know what I was doing Friday night with Kevin. Saturday night was out with another soccer match on Sunday (I still hate Diego's "no sex" rule). And Sunday night was a big study night for next set of tests. Sigh. At least the marching band had a home game on Saturday.
I thought again about Patrick not being able to go to any more soccer matches. I chuckled a bit at his predicament. Well, it was his own damn fault after all. However, I started to wonder if I should go to the match on Sunday either. I doubted I'd be able to keep my feelings for Kevin from my face or that Kevin could either. And Kevin's Dad, Marco, and Marco's Dad would all be witnesses to that. While Marco now knew about us, the others didn't. I didn't know how Kevin would feel about revealing our love to them. Yup, he and I would have to talk Friday night as well as anything else we might do. I'd let him decide what to do or not to do about the Dads.
The rest of the week took its normal course. It was both a joy and torture seeing Kevin at band practice. We took every minute we had to be with each other after practice before Kevin had to be back at the dorm. Mostly we just talked about inconsequential things, but Kevin did smile when he talked about Marco and how Marco couldn't wait for Friday night and his next visit to the club! Grin for sure. Yeah, did sound like Patrick was right and that Marco was well and truly bitten by the "gay bug". I wondered for a minute if anyone I knew was going to get "lucky", but dismissed the thought realizing that I actually didn't care. I figured it wouldn't be Jorge and Patrick again and as long as it wasn't Kevin, I really didn't care who got to bed Marco!
On Thursday I told Kevin I didn't have any plans for what we were going to do on Friday. He smiled and told me he did. Guess I'd find out!
Kevin picked me up in his car around 5 PM on Friday. He took the heavily trafficked I-40 towards Raleigh. We eventually got to a very nice part of the city with old, wealthy-looking houses. Still not saying anything much about our destination, we finally stopped and pulled in the driveway of a three-story house that was in excellent repair.
Grinning and whistling a bit, Kevin led me up the front walk, opened the door and ushered me into the beautiful house. Within minutes a lovely woman greeted us warmly and gave Kevin a hug. "Thanks for having us for dinner, Mom", Kevin said. I had suspected that this is where we were going, but now I knew!
Soon, Kevin's hunky Dad joined us as well. And, yes, seeing the two of them together was quite amazing! If you didn't look closely you would think they were brothers, they were so alike and so good-looking! However, I was more than happy to leave Kevin's Dad to Patrick. Of course that thought did make me blush slightly and, of course, I immediately wondered what Kevin had told his Mom and Dad about him and me!
None of them let on anything, however. Well, I could play it by ear and play it cool then.
We went in the parlor (no other word for that room!) and Kevin's Dad served us glasses of a very nice champagne (French, no doubt). Soon his Mom brought out a couple of platters of mini quiches and mini samosas. International!
The conversation remained light. We talked about our classes and our schedules. I was asked about my military career, but no hard questions about it. Kevin and his Dad had a side conversation at one point about the English Premier League in "football" and how "Man. City" was trying to buy the championship and finally lord it over "Man U". His Mom and I gave each other glances filled with mock dismay. Anyway, all in all, it was a nice time.
Eventually we adjourned into the dining room. Crystal and china, real linen, of course... The furniture was elegant and not too heavy. Someone had real taste in this household. For the main course there was a wonderful Beef Burgundy that was certainly homemade along with grilled asparagus and perfectly whipped potatoes. Yum. The salad course was served after the main course. Very European! For dessert we had a choice of assorted cheeses or creme brulee. I couldn't help myself and had both! That elicited a chuckle from Kevin's parents and a smile.
I complimented them on their home and the meal. Certainly was wonderful. They accepted the compliments gracefully. Then I noticed that Kevin's Mom gave his Dad a significant look before getting up and leaving the room to start clearing the dishes.
Kevin's Dad cleared his throat, looked at us quite intensely, and said, "Well, you do make a good couple, both of you. I had wondered about the age difference, but seeing you together and how you interact with each other, it doesn't seem that significant after all." He then gave me his version of Kevin's fabulous smile. I couldn't help but smile back at him with my broadest smile. What a relief! They knew!
I simply said, "I'm glad you know." I finally relaxed the rest of the way.
Kevin's Dad then said, "Both Kevin's Mom and I have wondered about Kevin's sexuality for several years now. Unfortunately we're not the type of family to bring up this kind of issue or even talk about it openly. I apologize, Kevin, for that." Kevin nodded in acknowledgement. "However, when I saw Jacob at the game on Sunday and saw the looks you guys gave each other and then your body language at halftime, well, it was obvious then that you guys were in some kind of relationship. I called Kevin Wednesday night to talk about this and finally both his mother and I decided we'd really like to meet you, Jacob. And, Jacob", he looked at me with a very measuring look, "both Kevin's mother and I are glad Kevin is with you. Welcome to the family."
With that Kevin's mother came out of the kitchen and we all hugged and tears started to flow.
About an hour later we said our goodbyes, although accompanied by the leftovers that would go in my fridge. Grin. We were fairly silent on the drive back to Carrboro. It had been a wonderful evening and quite unexpectedly pleasant. The only slightly jarring note had come when Kevin's Dad was seeing us out to the car while his Mom finished cleaning up. As we were saying goodbye, Kevin's Dad looked at me and silently asked, with pleading eyes, "if I knew?" I understood, immediately, what he was asking. I nodded that I did, that I did know about him and Patrick. He nodded back at me and then said to Kevin, "Kevin, Make some time for us to have a talk Monday night, please." In response to Kevin's quizzical look, he said, "No, this won't be about you. It's about me." With that he let us go.
Kevin had started to talk about that odd moment in the car, but I interrupted him to say, that this seemed like it would be something for him and his Dad.
Anyway.
Back at the apartment I asked Kevin to make slow and long love to me, to celebrate his family's acceptance of both of us.
He stripped me very carefully, taking time to caress every inch of my body. I followed suit. We then used our mouths and tongues to lick each other's slightly salty bodies. At some point we made it into the bedroom and worked our ways into a 69 position. Damn, I loved his cock! I licked his balls and cock; I moved him around to rim him, too. I loved his tight, muscular butt. I did chuckle in delight, though, when he tried to grab my tongue with his sphincter. LOL. He finally asked me if I wanted to cum. I moaned my agreement. He sucked me harder and used his hands on my hole, sticking fingers in and finding my button. I returned the favor. After what seemed like hours of edging, I started to moan my orgasm. He did, too. Eventually cum flooded out of my cock into my lover's hot mouth. He then came into mine. We shared the last of each other's cum and then held each other in our strong arms, flexing our muscles and even crushing each other, trying for maximum body contact.
The next thing I knew it was morning.
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