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From Kevin 13: "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."
We made it to the (American) football game. We won. I had to say goodbye to Kevin until the soccer game tomorrow since he had an extra practice.
Saturday night was boring. I guess Patrick was out somewhere since he didn't appear at my door. Sunday, my choir director asked where the good tenor was. I had to tell her he was singing at his own church where he was paid. She nodded.
The game was fun anyway! We won handily. I got wolf whistles again when I stripped off my shirt in the second half. I smiled to see Marco's nod of approval was matched by Kevin's Dad's. Kevin just licked his lips with lust! LOL. I also really enjoyed halftime where not only did Kevin give me a hug, but also Marco and Daniel, Kevin's Dad! It was obvious that all four of us were "cool" with each other! While Kevin is the love of my life, I didn't say no to hugging those gorgeous other guys either! Grin. I also almost laughed out loud at the confusion in Coach Diego's (Marco's Dad's) expression as you could tell he was trying to figure out who the hell I was to get such a reaction from the three men! LOL again!
Kevin and I had our tryst in the showers again since tonight was a major study night for both of us. I insisted on licking some of the sweat off of his hot body before I would let him wash it and get clean! Grin. Yeah, I'm a little kinky sometimes. I loved making him shudder as I paid especial attention to his nipples, mouthing them and biting them gently, too.
We both then soaped and cleaned every inch of each other's body. I loved teasing him by probing into his tight, muscular, ass. He shuddered again and moaned, remembering. I could tell he appreciated having a new erogenous zone! LOL. Our cocks were now sticking straight out from our bodies and dripping with precum as well as water! Once we were clean I took Kevin into my arms and held him tight as I started to rub his cock with mine. He forced his tongue into my mouth and we were soon both moaning with pleasure and desire. We grabbed each other's ass and squeezed and fondled and finally both probed inside, looking for our prostates while still kissing wildly, sloppily, and passionately and while still rubbing our chests, nipples, and cocks together. Wow!
Soon, the inevitable happened! We both yelled out our orgasm and had to hold each other up as passion overwhelmed us!
And now we had to clean up again! Grin.
We eventually were clean, dried, and clothed. Kevin looked at me with such an intense expression that I wondered what he was thinking. Soon he told me.
"Mr. McClintock?"
"Yes, Mr. Williams."
"I so fucking love you, sir!"
"And I so fucking love you, too, sir!"
We laughed then and kissed until it was time to say goodbye...
I survived the studying, the tests, and Monday. Patrick didn't come over Monday night. I wasn't surprised though. Kevin told me at practice Monday evening that his Dad had called and said he wouldn't be able to stop by Kevin's dorm to have their talk. Instead he postponed it to Friday evening. And I was surprised to hear that Kevin's Dad had asked me to be part of this talk, too!
After I nodded my head, thinking about why Daniel (Kevin's Dad) wanted me to be present, I could tell that Kevin figured out I knew more than I was telling. I thought about saying something then, but decided that Daniel's revelation and secret was his to tell and not mine. I saw that Kevin was a bit troubled by this, but didn't push me. Yes, he loved me that much.
Patrick finally showed up Tuesday night, at 8 PM, as always.
He swept in through the door and grabbed me in a big hug!
"Jacob, you're part of the family! Congratulations!"
I should have known he would have known everything. Obviously one Daniel Williams had been in contact, and probably quite physical contact. Grin.
"Yup. I'm in," I grinned.
He grinned right back and made as if to follow his hug with a kiss.
"Don't push it, Patrick!" I exclaimed.
"Sigh", he exhaled and let me go. "And Friday is the big revelation. I heard that it is going to happen here, right in this room! Wow. Can I watch? I can hide in the closet over there and peek out. Or would it be a bit odd to watch a `coming out' scene from inside the closet?"
I had to laugh at that one and answered, "No."
"Ah Jacob, you're no fun!"
"No." And I gave him "the look" then to show him I meant it.
He frowned and sighed both. I decided to turn the tables on him then.
"So, is Daniel also going to mention to Kevin his affair with you? Is he planning on bringing you home for dinner, too?" I had meant to be a bit teasing, but Patrick's reaction showed me I had failed miserably.
"No", he said, "He isn't. No to both questions, at least for now. And I am hurt by that, I'll admit. But Daniel feels that he'll be hitting Kevin with enough to deal with without mentioning that he's having an affair with someone younger than his own son." I could see the tears were falling. "But maybe he's right. I don't know."
I did hold Patrick then and let him get control of himself.
He recovered quickly and said in a bright voice, "Hey maybe the four of us could double date some night. We could all dress up in clothes from the 50s, rent a convertible, and go to a drive in movie! Yes! We can do the gay remake of "My Three Sons, this time with a `twist'" And with that he started to pretend to do the "Twist", the dance from the 60s. Grin.
"I think someone has been watching way too much TV Land", I laughed, referring to the cable channel that showed TV programs from the 50s and 60s.
"Busted", he admitted. We both laughed then. As we talked more I asked if Marco had been back last weekend to enjoy more "quality time" with Patrick. After Patrick had assured me that Patrick certainly was "quality", he said that Marco had gone to the club again on Friday night and had found someone else to go home with. And no, nobody I knew. As for him, he had found his solace with Jorge, who wanted to explore Patrick's charms all by himself. They had certainly had fun as he hastened to assure me and then he started to give details of just how much fun they had had until I could stop him. Grin again. I then changed the subject to ask how he was doing in his campaign to lure Marco's Dad into his bed.
"I'm going to volunteer to work for the soccer team, I decided", he said in answer.
"What?" I exclaimed. "What are you going to do for the team?" I asked.
"Whatever they need. I can be equipment manager, write press releases, help with travel arrangements. I might even just be a `go-for'. I'm going to be very helpful and will work extra hours, especially if I'm alone with one Diego Cabrillo." He winked at me then and gave me a smoldering smile as he flicked an imaginary ash from his imaginary cigarette. "I do think some kind of scene where one of us, or maybe both of us, are unclothed at least partially would move things along...Yes...Hmm...Maybe a message for sore muscles...I'll have to prepare several scenarios and try them out until I score."
I winced at the sports pun. I did look at him closely and finally asked, "Patrick, aren't you a little bit uneasy being with so many different guys? I mean, over the last couple of weeks you've been with Daniel, Marco, and Jorge multiple times. Isn't it time to pick one and settle down a bit? But now you're going to try to "score" with Diego. And it's not as if these guys don't know each other either. They mainly do."
He gave me a searching glance and answered, "When I find what you and Kevin have, that will be it for me, just as it is for you, Jacob. So far, Daniel seems like the one who might be `the one'. However, as you know, there are lots of complications there, too." He nodded at me and was gone. Damn he could move fast when he wanted to!
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. It was, again, wonderful and frustrating to see Kevin every evening. I did laugh when I got a text from Patrick saying he had been accepted as "a gopher" for the soccer team. Come to think about it, Patrick was a bit "gopher-like", especially in how fast he could move. I suddenly wondered if he could move that fast while dribbling a ball with his feet. Hmm... I also wondered if Marco was behaving in the inevitable moments he would be alone with Patrick. Finally also wondered what the heck Diego was making of our rather "unsinkable" Patrick. Of course that led to thoughts of some kind of Spanish "telenovela" where Diego finally bedded Patrick (more than once) but then came into the locker room at an inopportune time and saw Marco and Patrick "in flagrante delicto". What would ensue? A duel, pistols at twenty paces, a fight between a naked son and nearly naked dad over the object of their passion, while the object pleaded with them not to fight but whose cock was hard watching them go at it... I chuckled big time at the ridiculousness of the scenario I had just created. I decided if ever I needed another profession... Grin again.
Friday finally came and Kevin's Dad picked us up in his late model BMW. He drove us to the one of the nicest restaurants in Chapel Hill, "Crook's Corner", which had been around for a long time. It's original chef died young, a tragedy, but it has been going strong since, despite that. And how Daniel had scored us a prime table at 6 PM on a Friday evening? Hmm...having money does make some things easier. We all had soup and salad. All were great, with very fresh ingredients. Kevin went for the Cajun ribeye for his main course, Daniel had the snapper and I had the shrimp and grits, one of my favorite Carolina "Lowcountry" dishes. We tasted each other's dishes. All were very, very good. We all had a couple of glasses of red wine, although very different reds. I went with a lighter cabernet franc, Daniel had faintly sparkling light Italian, and Kevin had the traditional Bordeaux "claret". And the serving staff was quite attentive. Grin. At one point, one of the staff finally burst out and asked Kevin if he was "the" Kevin Williams. I had a hard time not bursting out laughing myself at the expression on Kevin's face! Even Daniel's eyes (which had been quite serious during dinner) were twinkling at that. Kevin signed autographs politely then, if a bit reluctantly. Big Man On Campus, indeed! After dessert and espresso, and after thanking Daniel as profusely as I could, we all took the very short trip to my apartment. Daniel had asked me, at dinner, if we all might go there afterwards. Having had Patrick warn me, I had cleaned up before I left, figured that this request was coming.
Daniel again sank into seriousness. Kevin and I were quiet, mirroring Daniel's mood, and we entered the apartment in silence. Once inside, I could see Daniel approved of the apartment, its cleanliness, and military neatness. Years of training... I had decided tonight called for real "weapons". I didn't have crystal glasses, but I did pull out small glasses I had bought this week and poured everyone shots of the bourbon Patrick had left at my apartment when he poured out his heart to me. Daniel smiled at me and his gratefulness was apparent. I also brought out some of the snacks I had bought, too. We had started the second glass before Daniel was ready to talk.
"Well I guess you're wondering why I brought us all together tonight", he started, trying to be humorous. That failed. "Or at least Kevin is wondering. I think Jacob already knows." That earned me a glance from Kevin.
"Yes", I said. "But this is not my story to tell, it's yours. I've said nothing to Kevin about what I believe you're going to say."
"Thank you for that", Daniel replied. He then looked intently at Kevin who regarded his Dad with the same expression. Again, I was struck at their resemblance, despite the age difference.
"Well, let's just get this over with", Daniel said. "Kevin, I'm bisexual."
Kevin's expression of shock and disbelief tugged at my heart. I so wanted to go to him and hug him and comfort him. But not yet...
I could see Kevin struggling to understand something he must never have considered or conceived.
"I guess I don't understand what you're trying to say", he finally said. "I've learned, and Jakey has been helping me understand, too, that we're all bisexual, or at least the majority of us. However, I'm almost all gay and Jakey is much closer to the middle than I am. So, the fact that you're bisexual isn't really a surprise, I guess."
A frown clouded Daniel's handsome face. "Ah", he said, "but I'm probably halfway between you and Jacob." He held up his hand at Kevin's astonishment. "Let me finish." He paused then and reflected. You could see his life play back before his eyes through his shifting expressions. "I played around with some guys in my teens. Nothing too serious... I went to college and finally met your mom. I figured that was that and I had grown beyond wanting to have fun with guys. However. About eight years after getting married I was at a conference in Nashville (and you could see Daniel's surprise at `Nashville'!). This slightly older guy, who was very good-looking and even elegantly dressed, bought me drinks at the bar. After we were both a bit drunk he suggested we take a bottle to his room and relax. Unsuspecting, sigh, I followed him upstairs. By getting relaxed he meant undressing. We were soon watching bad porn on the TV in our underwear on his bed while still drinking. Despite the alcohol, we were both hard and our underwear was tenting out obscenely. And he was just as beautiful nearly naked as dressed. When he finally leaned over, took my drink away, and took me in his arms for a long kiss, I didn't protest. I didn't run away. I responded to him with the pent up passion of the past 12 years! In fact I'm not sure if we didn't sort of "rape" each other then! It was quite a night, all night long."
Daniel stopped, poured himself a fresh drink, composed himself, and continued. "We wrote each other. We saw each other when we could. Every time was like the first time. We realized we had fallen in love. It took ten years for us to realize that we weren't going to give up our wives and the lives we had. We weren't going to give up our children. We weren't going to divorce. We finally ended our affair at a conference in Hawaii. It was the most romantic moment possible. The sun was sinking into the ocean. It was a beautiful evening. The smells of the early evening were intoxicating. My lover and I were seated on the balcony in Maui loving the view. It was at that moment that he took my face in his hands. He kissed me long and deeply and said, `good bye Daniel'. As he left my room for his own, I started crying and then sobbing. It took me two days to stop." He paused and tried to smile through a face wet with tears. "You know", he quipped, "I've never seen him since and I've hated Hawaii ever since." Again he paused to refresh his drink. I started to wonder if he'd be sleeping on the couch tonight. "I've seen guys off and on since for simple sex. But, for the most part, I tried to concentrate on you, your mother, and my career. And yes, she knows about my ex-lover. We've both done therapy and have worked out a way to still live together, even if not very happily. I think she might have tried out sex with women, too, but I don't know for sure." He smiled at bit at Kevin's gasp. "So, now you understand why you grew up in a pretty frigid family. I started to apologize for that last Friday and now want to again. Your mother and I both love you very deeply and we're extremely sorry not to have showed you what we feel." The tears came again. Kevin looked at me. I nodded. He went over to his Dad and hugged him and held him close. They were both crying now and holding each other tight. What a catharsis! I began to feel a bit uncomfortable. Daniel noticed and turned to me. "And Jacob, without you this secret would have never been revealed. When I saw how much you loved Kevin and he loved you, I realized I could finally talk about me to Kevin and try to make him understand me. I can never thank you enough." With that I was included in the hug. Extremely emotional moment...
"One last thing, Kevin", Daniel said. Kevin eyed his father warily. "I have met someone recently who has become very special to me. I don't know where that will go, or even if it will go somewhere. This relationship has all kinds of complications, most of which you can imagine. But I wanted you to know about this, too. I want to be completely honest with you for the first time in our lives." Kevin was still wary, but did nod finally. I decided to leave the complexity of Daniel's relationship alone and respect Daniel's confidence. "I've booked a room close by so I don't have to drive tonight. I figured I'd be in no shape to drive."
Daniel looked at me. I nodded back. I could see where this was going (quite literally). "Jacob, will you drive me over there. You can drive my car." I nodded yes. I had a very good idea about where Daniel would actually spend the night and why he wanted me to take him there instead of Kevin. He turned back to Kevin. "Kevin, would you come home Sunday night for dinner after your game? I know you can't come home tomorrow with team rules. It's just that your mom and I both want to start to make up for lost time." The tears returned. Kevin nodded yes. I helped Daniel out the door and told Kevin I'd be back soon.
We actually got into his car and I drove him around a couple of blocks. I didn't even ask him where we were going. I parked the car a bit out of the way so there would be no chance that Kevin would see both of us get out and go up to Patrick's apartment. Patrick had left no outside light on. The moment we approached his door he was out like a flash. He grabbed Daniel, mouthed a thank you to me, and had closed the door behind the two of them more quickly than I had thought possible! I walked down the stairs quietly.
I stood for a while in the still warm night and thought. Eventually I went back to my apartment where Kevin was waiting for me in total silence, too. We both had more to drink and more to eat as we sat together in thought. Once I thought we had had enough to drink to sleep, I led Kevin to my bed. We undressed slowly and then got naked into bed. I held Kevin, caressed him, massaged his shoulders and back, while kissing him softly. I finally felt him relax and his breathing slow and knew he had fallen asleep. I refused to let him go and fell asleep with him still in my arms...
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