This is a fictional story. It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the authors. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button.
Cast of Characters:
Leonard Kirk Harston (Lenny)
Lawrence Olivier Goodwin (Rennie)
Mrs. Harston, Lenny's mom
Mr. Harston, Lenny's dad
Mr. Goodwin, Rennie's dad
Mrs. Goodwin, Rennie's mom
Joy -- Rennie's older sister
Jennifer -- Rennie's younger sister
Bobby -- Joy's husband
Seth -- Lenny's friend
Luke -- Seth's lover
Chris -- Seth's Brother
Criag -- Chris's lover
Jake Smith -- Seth and Chris's cousin.
Colin -- Jake's husband & Bobby's brother
Morty -- Rennie's Cousin
Ursula -- Jake & Colins daughter
Uri -- Jake and Colin's son
Carrie -- Jake's sister
Uncle Jake -- Jake's dad
Aunt Lindy -- Jake's mom
Renate -- The Goodwin's housekeeper
Etta -- the Smith's housekeeper
From Chapter 8:
" Are you -- are you asking me to -- marry you?"
There was a long silence. That was it! He was asking me to marry him. A million thoughts immediately rushed though my mind. Am I old enough? Am I really ready for this? Is He? Is this just a cry for help from a lonely boy who just lost his family or was this the real deal? I looked at him for a long time. I searched his eyes for something to tell me what to do. All I found was Love.
Chapter 9
" I -- uh - I" What could I say? I was the one begging here. I was without a roof over my head. "Rennie -- I -- um -- well, Dude! I mean, Babe, I just am at a loss for words. In some ways I feel like an old man. But I just -- well - "
SHIT! Why can't I answer him. I love him! I want him! Everything inside me screams out "Yes-Yes-Yes!" Well not everything. There is this nagging little something from deep inside my cranial cavity -- which suddenly feels empty -- that is crying, "Wait a minute! Hold your horses!"
"Rennie -- oh gosh this is hard! I am not thinking straight right now. And I'm not at all sure you are. You sound so positive, but -- but -- as old as I feel sometimes, the -- the -- reality is, I'm not even nineteen yet. And you're even younger than I am. I feel like - like I'm backed into a corner. I don't have any place to stay -- and not the means to afford to go anywhere else -- but to you. I feel like shit asking you `Can't we wait awhile', but -- well -- can we just wait for awhile -- before making any rash decisions about the rest of our life?"
Shit -- yup, that's exactly what I felt like. Like Shit! Especially when I saw the disappointment that flashed momentarily across his face. But just as quickly it was replaced by a look of love -- and all of a sudden he looked as tired as I felt.
"I don't mean to -- er -- rush you, hun, but - " Ren started. "Is it okay to call you `hun'? You are still my honey, aren't you?"
Did he have to ask? I felt a sword go through my heart when he said that. Had I hurt him so bad? This was the most important, sweetest person in my life. Had I hurt him so bad that he was wondering -- questioning my love?
Well, wasn't that what I myself was doing?
"Rennie, I am so tired! What I know now, is -- I want you -- now! What I also know is -- we haven't even had a proper date since your cousin's party where we met. We have been sneaking around behind our parents backs. That was fun and seemed dangerous at the time -- at least for me. And maybe it was part of what brought us together, that and all the whole tragic last few weeks, but - "
"Len, I -- I have been in love with you for nearly four years! I don't have any doubts. But I also know that -- that -- I do need someone in my life really bad right now." He had tears forming in the corners of his eyes. I bent down and kissed them away.
"If you need someone really bad in your life right now -- I'll try to be as bad as I can!" I was trying to lighten the moment. It worked. He giggled when I grabbed his crotch. I looked into his eyes. They were glassy -- whether from exhaustion or sadness I don't know -- but they looked tired. He kissed me again and then wrapped his arms around me and lay his head on my chest. I think he tried to stifle a sigh, but it came out anyway.
"I'm sorry I'm so anal sometimes, Babe." I said. "I know I love you. I do! I just -- wanna - " I paused and he looked up at me. "I'm just digging myself deeper, aren't I?" He nodded his head yes. I shut up.
"Shall we go back home -- and hit the sack?" He said.
"Your's or mine?" I asked.
"You already said yours was too small." He said.
Well, I suppose -- for a tall guy -- but at this point -- does size really matter?" I joked.
"God, I hope not!" he came back with, along with an evil grin.
When we walked in the house, Bobby was there, waiting. "I was getting worried." He said. "Your father called, Lenny."
"My dad called? Really?" I was hopeful. Had he been thinking about it? Had he reconsidered? It seemed so unlikely.
"Yeah. Said something about sending you a bill for the door."
"Oh. That."
"What door?" Ren said.
"Oh -- well, when I was there, I went into the garage to find some boxes for my stuff, and he locked me out. My keys were in my room, so I kicked in the back door."
"And now he wants YOU to pay for it?" Said Rennie. "Ass hole!"
Which was exactly how I felt about it. But somehow, it hurt when Rennie said it. I tried not to show it.
"Well, If I can give you a car -- then I can give you a door!" He said to me.
"You're a nerd!" I said.
"Well -- DUH!" He answered.
I was way too tired to argue. "As long as you don't SHOW me the door!" I said. "Except now I'd like for you to show me the bedroom door -- or the elevator door!"
"Hey, guys?" Bobby hollered after us. We turned and he continued, "Looks like you guys may like some privacy." He was grinning from ear to ear. "I'm gonna go over and intrude on my `brothers'. If you need me, I'll be at Chris & Craig's place for the night."
Our grins were enough thanks for him. As soon as he shut the door Rennie attacked me. He tackled me right in the hallway. He unbuttoned my shirt and kissed each newly exposed piece of flesh.
"Where did you -- I mean I didn't know you could -- where did you learn this stuff?" I said, as I ran my hands through his hair.
"Oh, I've been doing my homework!"
"Homework?" I queried.
"Internet homework! Now just shut up and enjoy!" he said as he unbuttoned my pants. Then he dragged me to the nearest couch -- in the parlor -- and pulled them down and then peeked in the top of my tighty whities. "OOO! What have we here? Looks like SOMEONE may be getting excited!"
When he touched my dick, it sent an electric shock through me and though it was only semi-hard before, as soon as he touched it, it almost burst with surging blood. He ran his fingers around the corona, then down the underside of it. With the other hand, he deftly removed the underwear and grazed the hair beneath my testicles. I let out a soft "Eeee!"
He then spit on his finger and ran it round the head.
"Omigod, where did you -- never mind!" I squeaked, "Just keep doing whatever you are doing!"
He then took my cock into his mouth. I moaned loudly, as his warm, wet mouth enveloped my throbbing shaft. I couldn't be still, as he sucked and slowly bobbed. He gently massaged my nuts as he massaged my piece with his tongue. His fingers gently moved from my nuts to that sweet spot right behind them. He lingered there for a moment, and then, wetting his finger, he moved to my tender hole.
I let out a shriek as he rolled his wet finger around the opening. At that moment I knew tonight was going to be the night. I thought to grab my shirt and put it on the couch, then climbed on it, put my hands around my knees and pulled them to my chest. That was all the permission he needed. He massaged my hole some more, as I kept up a constant ingratiating moaning. I wasn't doing it to please him. I couldn't help it! I wanted this so much!
He gently started flicking his wet finger in and out, each time a little deeper. I grabbed his hand, bringing it up to my nose. It didn't smell as bad as I expected, but I determined that next time, I wanted to "clean out" first.
He moved up to my lips and kissed me deeply as he kept massaging and softening up my hole. He watched my eyes carefully as he tried to put two fingers in. I clenched up quickly, then just as quickly relaxed. I was getting used to this!
"Are you okay with this?" He asked, with concern in his eyes. "Does it hurt?"
"It -- no! I -- It's just -- I'm not used to -- well -- someone ELSE pushing something in there."
"Oh?" He said, and he kissed me. "Have YOU been pushing something up there?"
"NO!" I said defensively. "But I've been pushing stuff out for years! But -- don't stop. It's a little uncomfortable -- but -- I WANT you inside me -- TONIGHT!"
He had stopped probing as we talked, but when I said that, he started to massage and widen the opening with his two fingers. When he felt I was ready -- he could see it in my eyes -- he put in three, and then all four fingers.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" He said as he detected some fear in my eyes.
"Oh YEAH! I love you so much, Rennie Babe! I can't think of anything I want more right now." I said, nearly out of breath from the hard panting I was doing. All this time he continued to massage, widen and soften the opening. He then lifted my legs back up and tried to push his little guy in. Gently at first, the head popped in. Then he went deeper and deeper. He slowly pulled it most of the way out. He saw tears in my eyes.
"I don't wanna hurt you, Hon!"
"No, it's okay. Well -- maybe there's some lube around here?"
"Oh! God! What was I thinking!!" He exclaimed. "Of COURSE there is! Don't move!"
I did as I was told as he ran to Bobby's room and I heard rustling around and then, "YESSSS!"
He came back and applied a generous amount to his throbbing dick, and then put some into my still open hole. He reinserted himself into me and started a slow piston action. Somewhere while he was doing this, he found my prostate. I moaned louder, and when he knew I liked it, he hit it each time he thrust. It felt so good, I forgot about the minor discomfort and I started meeting his thrusts by rocking my pelvis to meet him. He could go deeper that way, and it seemed to energize him. He started to go faster and faster, until was ramming me like an animal. He started to shake and vibrate, and a low rumble started to rise deep inside him. This quickly built up until he shrieked and SCREAMED like a animal when he came inside me! We were both crying and laughing and screaming as he finished it off. I didn't cum, but I felt better than any time I ever had! To exact that kind of emotion and reaction from another person -- especially the one I loved the most in the world -- well, it was more wonderful -- and yes, HOT - than I was even able to imagine!
The next morning we were both sore. We had taken turns and I think we made love in almost every room in the house! I'm sure the pool filter had to work extra hard to clear what we put in it! In the morning, our dicks were both scabbed and I don't even want to TELL you what our asses looked like -- AND FELT like! We were kind of going it on our own. Nobody told us to take it easy the first few times. I was sure that sitting still in class was going to be a challenge.
I awoke with a foul taste in my mouth. Well, let me adjust that. It was foul enough, I guess, but it was an acute reminder of what we did before going to sleep. And to make it even more reminiscent, we were face to face, and Ren was mouth breathing. He looked so cute, drooling all over my pillow! He grimaced and his hand clenched. Know how I knew? He had a specific appendage of mine clasped firmly in it! I felt it harden inside his warm hand. Then I saw a smile creep onto his lips.
"You're awake!" I said. "You had me there for a minute." He laughed.
"I believe I still do!" he said, laughing and squeezing me again.
"Do that with a piston action, about 50 more times, and I'll give you an even better reaction!"
"Man, you're a horny boy this morning!" He teased. Then he ran his finger along a scab. "But I believe you need to heal a bit -- me too -- before we try anything else."
"Well, what do you expect? You'd be horny too if you were lying with a very sexy boy and he was playing with your peepee!" And I squeezed his. It didn't need any encouragement!
"It's a little sore!" He said. "Well, okay -- it's a LOT sore. But not as sore as the other end!"
"I know!" I said emphatically.
Then he kissed me. "Oh! That must have been an evil kiss!" He worried.
"Actually it wasn't that bad!" I said. "After all, it was my own juice I was getting a hint of. Not bad at all!"
"You're a nasty boy! I never knew that, but I like that about you. I need to get to school. Do you have any classes today?"
"Yeah, I have my one class at the high school at 8:40, then another at to U in the afternoon. We can eat lunch together maybe."
"An early lunch? Good, `cause I don't think that kiss will hold me very long." He said, grinning.
"You better eat something else!" I said, a little worried.
"No time! Gotta get going. I have missed too much time already."
"Maybe so, but one more homeroom period is not going to kill anyone!"
"Maybe you're right. Well, I'm not gonna shower then. C'mon down with me. He shrugged on a pair of shorts and a tee and some sport shoes, and pulled me out of the bed. I was too relaxed -- and sore -- to want to move. He made me put his robe on and we went down the elevator. As soon as we stepped out into the hallway, The smell of bacon and toast was strong in our noses. Renate was in the kitchen cleaning up the breakfast mess she had made. She smiled and pointed to two plates of eggs, bacon and Toast that were waiting under the warmer.
"Dit you boys schlaf goot?" She asked. (Schlaf goot is German for sleep well.)
"Pretty good." Rennie said, and he giggled. Renate's lips were struggling to constrain a smile.
"Goot! Tonight is ven you are to meet mit da attorney and Mr, Smith.
Bobby:
When the boys got home, I could see that something important has passed between them. They were kind of serious at first and then were reduced to giggling and playing. I thought they needed some privacy, so I went to Chris's and slept on the couch there. I had a hard time sleeping. I was imagining what the boys were doing. Finally I jacked off, catching all the spunk and licking it off my hand. Man, it's been a L-O-N-G time since I had any man sex! I was still horny when I finished, but I was able to fall asleep, at least.
Suddenly, I was aware of a presence near me. I opened my eyes. Chris was sitting there watching me in the dark. I jumped from being startled. "Oh!" I cried.
"Sorry, Bob. I woke up and then couldn't sleep and thought maybe you couldn't either. Once I got here, I was too tired to go back to bed, - so I just sat here on the floor -- watching you. I almost fell asleep before you cried out." I was still too groggy to speak, so Chris continued. "Are you okay? I mean -- you've been through so much -- but are things getting anywhere close to a sane level yet?"
"I -- uh -- well, I guess. It has been fun to watch Rennie and Lenny's relationship grow. They are so cute!"
"Yeah, I noticed. I chuckle every time I think of their names. Sounds like something from a bad novel! So -- are you -- um -- pretty well taken care of -- in the will?"
"Hmh. Not really. They didn't plan on this occurrence. My fate is really up to Rennie."
"How -- er -- well, I Guess it's none of my business, but -- do you have any idea how large the estate is?"
"Not a clue. I don't know if they spent their money as it came in and just liked living high -- you know in debt up to the teeth like some -- or -- I just don't know. Rennie certainly hasn't said anything about -- well about anything. I think he's been talking to your uncle."
"He was here for breakfast the other morning. And he, Lenny and Uncle Jake and Aunt Lindy -- disappeared into Uncle Jake's Office."
"Do you think your Uncle would -- I mean -- he always seemed like a fair - "
"Yes, he is a fair minded person. For that very reason, I know he would nor do or say anything to try to color Rennie's decision -- if there is a decision."
"I kinda feel like a man without a country. I mean, I know that Ren -- loves me -- but -- I don't know. I guess I'm kinda in free fall for the moment. I don't expect anything, but - - "
"Well, I know that Uncle Jake loves you, Bobby. There's still an extra room here. You won't be exactly thrown out on to the street! Are you working now?"
"Well, yeah! Dad -- or I should say, Joy's dad -- kind of made me his assistant. So everyone at the company is looking to me for some kind of direction. We're all waiting to see what the will says."
"Chris?" It was Craig. "What's up, Babe?"
"Nothin'. Just couldn't sleep. I may be able to now. I'll be back in a minute." He turned back to me. "Well, try to get some sleep, big guy. See you in the morning!" With that he hugged me and pecked me on the cheek, and went back into his bedroom. I didn't sleep the rest of the night.
Ren:
The day flew by. I went to that stupid class in the morning at the high school and then went for a drive. I had a few hours to kill before I was supposed to meet Len for lunch so I figured I'd do something productive with my time. I drove around down Channel drive, and was about to turn back when I saw it. There before my eyes was a beautiful Spanish style duplex. It sat right on the beach and had my name written all over it. It also had a for sale sign. It would be perfect, I thought as I whipped out my cell phone to call the agent.
There was a small voice in the back of my head saying I was rushing things, but I squashed it quickly. I could bring it up at my lawyers meeting tonight. I only waited about 5 minutes before Hans got there. Now let my satisfy your appetite really quickly, Hans was about 6'1" with a curly black mop of hair. He looked like he worked out, but he was no muscle head. He had the sexiest blue eyes that I had ever seen. They were the type that you could almost fall into.
"Hey, I'm Hans. You called about the house?" He said
"Yeah, I've already fallen in love with the outside, and am dying to see the inside. If you could show me?"
That last statement was more of a question than a statement. In the back of my mind I was hoping that "he" was the one who would be showing me!
"Sure! Let me just get the keys." He said. "Okay, meet you there in about ten minutes."
He drove up in his 4-door Lexus like he owned the city! He had tight CK Jeans, a salmon colored tee and a blue sport coat, with the sleeves pushed up just far enough to see that he had a delicious covering of hair on his forearms.
"Ready?" He said, then, "OH! The keys!" He bent into his car and I swear before God and man that his ass was so tight you could bounce a quarter off it. He led me up the pathway to the house and my eyes never left that ass. He explained that the house had been built for an older couple of gentlemen ( At this he winked at me) who's mortgage fell through at the last moment. Everything was brand new, but could be changed at my discretion.
As soon as he opened the door I knew that would not be an issue. This house was amazing! It had all hardwood floors, with an awesome spiral staircase in the middle of the room. Hans told me that the adjoining home was identical. I walked through the house thinking how perfect this would be. This way, for the time being at least, I could have my space and Lenny could have his. And then if we should move past this stage, then he could move in with me and we could rent out the adjoining apt. Or maybe even give it to Bobby.
I asked Hans if I could put a hold on it just until I could speak with my lawyer this evening. He said that he couldn't hold it without an offer, but was sure that no one would be doing that if I could get back to him by tomorrow. I told him that would be fine, and I took his card.
I couldn't help but feel proud of myself and a bit down at the same time. On the one hand, I'm leaving the nest and doing something for myself. That's a tremendous accomplishment. Then on the other hand I'm leaving the nest. This was my parents home. The symbol of everything they had worked for. It was kind of like finalizing the fact that they weren't coming back. I thought about all this as I stopped by the Steve's Deli.
Steve had known both of my parents since they all went to UCSB together. He was like an uncle to me. I could see him in the back as I hopped out the car and strolled into the shop.
" Well hey there, Lawrence" he shouted as I walked through the door.
"Hey Uncle Steve! Could I get ummm the usual, and give me a turkey with provolone, black olives, oil & Vinegar, and tomatoes..." Did I forget anything? I wondered... " Oh and Oregano!"
" Havin' lunch with that special girl?" Uncle Steve asked. That's right there's no way he wouldn't know. Oh well I might as well just tell him straight out.
" No, Uncle Steve, I'm having lunch with that special boy" I answered, not quite knowing what his response would be.
" So I was right! I'm finally starting to settle in to this whole gaydar thing. Seth is gonna be mad though, he owes me $50.00."
"Seth?" I asked? How did he know Seth?
" Yeah Seth Thomas. My roommate... you remember him right? I'm pretty sure you two met at some party or something. Anyway Seth and I have been together for more years than you've been alive, and from about the time you were 2 and were pulling down other little boys swim trunks I knew. Seth on the other hand said it was probably just a stage."
" Ok, life just got really weird, but I'm running late for my lunch-date. But don't you worry uncle Steve...This coversation is far from over" I said taking the subs.
Len:
Rennie drove to school after we ate. Bobby came home while we were eating. "Wow!" I said, "You decided to come home early, didn't you?"
"Yeah. They all have classes. So I didn't want to be in the way. Where's Renate?"
"She had some errands or something. Seemed to be in a hurry to get outa here, anyway." I said.
"I thought you had an early class at Rennie's school this morning."
"You've got a good memory -- for an old guy!" I teased. "I decided to skip that class. I'm meeting Rennie for lunch though."
"Old guy? Hrmph! I can take you down any time!" Bobby came back with.
"Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Now you're hittin' below the belt! You're lucky Rennie's not here. If he was, I'd take you both on! By yourself, it'd be no challenge."
"You're that horny, huh?" I was being evil!
He turned serious. "I really am. Joy only partially satisfied me. I haven't felt fully gratified in a couple years."
He looked at me hungrily. I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say. Was he hinting at something? I hope not! I mean -- Bobby is a really sharp guy. Very handsome -- hot, really. But I was not going to -- I mean, after all, I love Rennie. "Bobby, I love Rennie -- I mean - "
"OH! NO!" He exclaimed a little too quickly. "I had -- I mean -- I didn't -- that's not what I was trying -- SHIT! I'm sorry man -- was it that obvious?"
" `fraid so, Bro." I answered.
Bobby's lip started to quiver and then he lost it. "What am I gonna do? I'm so confused. I miss my family so much! When Jakey was alive, it all seemed worth it -- abstaining from sex -- well, I mean the kind of sex that gets me going."
"You mean, with a guy." It wasn't a question.
"You know that the funny thing is -- I have gotten so used to being homo-celibate, it still seems wrong! I know it's not, but I feel guilty wanting it."
An idea struck me. "Do you know Morty?" I asked.
"You mean Cousin Morty? Yeah."
"He's pretty out there, isn't he? Maybe he can fix you up."
"That's brilliant! But I've only met him a couple times. I doubt that he knows I'm -- I'm - "
"Gay?" I offered.
"Gosh! You make it sound so easy!"
"What?" I asked.
"Saying it. It's hard for me to say! Well, when it applies to me!"
"Well, anyway, I happen to know that Rennie is really close with him. He and Seth are the ones who hooked Rennie and me up. I KNOW Rennie would be thrilled to introduce you."
"Omigod, you are a genius! Thanks!" And he strode over to me and wrapped his arms around me. A better way to describe it would have been wrapped his body around mine! His face was still wet from his earlier tears, and he buried it in my neck, his body becoming almost one with me. He left no question that he was ready to take me down! He was hard as a rock, and seemed to be unconsciously thrusting as we hugged. It took all I had to not reciprocate. But I didn't!
When I got to school, Rennie was waiting. "You didn't make you're class!" He said accusingly.
"Naw -- Bobby wanted to talk. I couldn't just leave."
"I saw the way he was looking at you this morning, before I left! Unless it was my paranoid imagination?"
"I dunno, dude." I started. I rehearsed to him everything that happened -- including the hug. "I'm sure it was not on purpose, Ren."
"No -- I don't think so either. Poor guy."
"How old is Bobby?" I asked.
"Thirty. I think your idea of introducing him to Morty is a good one. And I think Morty's in between right now."
"You mean he's unattached?"
"I think so.
Ren:
Damn! As Lenny was rehearsing all that to me, I felt so confused. On one hand, I felt jealous. Jealous that Len was so intimate with Bobby. Jealous that Bobby was paying attention to Lenny. Ashamed for feeling that way. Ashamed for feeling jealous that I had always been so attracted to Bobby, and now it was Lenny who was having intimate talks and hugs with him.
"What's up dude?" Len said, bringing me out of my own thoughts. I wanted to crawl right over the lunch table and on top of him! But all the other kids were there. Well, they had to know, but I didn't want to make it so obvious! And I also didn't want to end up in the vice-principal's office!
"I have a meeting with Jacob Smith tonight. I know I could bring you, but I think it would be better if I went alone."
"No prob!" Lenny said. He is so guileless. I smiled and said goodbye to him, as he walked off to the parking lot -- to go to his Uviversity classes. As I watched his cute skinny ass shift from leg to leg, all of a sudden I got a rush of sexual feeling, as I imagined it was Bobby! I felt like crap after!
Bobby had been my first real crush. He and my sister had a one night stand on night when he came over to tell her that her boyfriend, Colin -- Bobby's brother -- was going back with his former lover, Jake Smith. (That's my friend Jacob Smith's son). She was pretty shaken up when she walked in on them the same afternoon. They were "making up" just as she waked in. She quickly left and Colin asked his brother Bobby to go over and patch things up -- or over or something.
"Well, Bobby did as he was asked and in the process of consoling her, little Jacob was conceived.
She didn't tell anyone, but Bobby found out and come to do his manly duty and be the dad. That was when she was 7 months pregnant and it was obvious. That was the first time I saw Bobby. I was about 14 and my heart and dick jumped when I saw him walk in the door. My sister, Joy, went to get a coat, and I just stood there and stared at him.
"Hi. I'm Bobby." He said in his low sexy voice. I felt my cheeks warm up and I stammered a hello.
It may b not have been so bad, but as they were disappearing out the door, I heard him say to Joy, "You little brother is VERY cute!"
I ran to the door and put my ear to it to hear her say to Bobby, "You just don't be looking at my brother that way!"
I was stunned. Even at 14 I knew the implication of that. She knew -- or at least suspected even then that Bobby was attracted to men -- or boys! I immediately went to my bedroom, locked the door and jacked off to scenes of me and Bobby.
Three months later I met -- no, SAW Lenny. I watched his every move. I still jacked off to scenes of Bobby and me, but at school, every chance I got, I watched that tall, cute band geek!
After school I went home to get ready to meet with Mr. Smith and his attorney. I stripped down for a shower and decided to go for a quick swim. I thought I was alone in the house, so I just jumped on the slide naked and slid down into the pool. I was startled by Bobby! He was also swimming naked. He grinned. "This is how God meant us to be." I smiled, embarrassed, and started doing laps. I had counted twenty two laps when I ran right in to Bobby. He had put himself right in my way.
I stopped and it was too deep for me. I treaded water in front of Bobby, who was standing on the bottom. He grabbed me. "Sorry little brother. But I had to ask you something." I just looked at him. Something in his eyes made fear come up in me. "First of all, I want to apologize for this morning."
"About what?" I lied. I knew what he was talking about!
"SO! YOU felt it too! Rennie, I don't think I ever was more turned on -- as I was this morning."
I wanted to run, but I was still treading water, and Bobby was holding me up. Then he brought our naked bodies together and kissed me again. I struggled to get free, but not for long. I kissed him back with all I had! I felt both our dicks touching each other. He then grabbed my butt and pulled me as close as we coud get. And we kissed some more.
"B-b-bOBBY!" I finally cried. "NO! We can't! I mean -- Lenny would -- Bobby I love him!"
"Bobby got a hurt look and said, "I had to know. I've been attracted to you since the first day I saw you, Rennie. Your cute little swimmers butt and body! I had to know. I'm sorry I did it this way now -- and ashamed." He let me go and I sank to the bottom, then pushed off and swam away, to the edge of the pool. As I got out and ran to the hall, he hollered, "I'm so sorry, Rennie. Let's just pretend it never happened!"
I didn't look back. I thought the elevator was never going to get down to me. I went into my bedroom, closed the door, and fell on my bed crying. Pretend it never happened? My first reaction when he kissed me was to kiss him back! And I obviously was turned on by it! I was so damned confused! Dammit! It DID happen!
"So, Rennie," Mr. Smith said, "Are you still of the mind to share this estate with your brother-in-law?"
By this time I was so pissed off at Bobby for doing that to me! But I was still confused. "I -- uh -- guess so." I said blankly.
"Did you maybe want some more time to think about it? There's no hurry."
I took a big breath, and relaxed. "No. I don't want to wait. We had a kind of -- er -- misunderstanding this morning, but he is -- er was -- my sister's husband. I'm not going to let a small thing like this morning rob him of what I believe is his. Nope! He gets a third of everything."
Mr. Smith looked surprised -- and amused. "A third, huh?"
"You think that's not enough?" I asked.
"I think it's very generous!"
"I want another third to go to Leonard Harston."
"Isn't that your -- eh -- boyfriend, Rennie?"
"Yes!" I said defensively.
Mr. Smith paused for a few moments. "Do you think that's stupid?" I asked.
"How long have you and Mr. Harston been -- um -- dating?"
"Five -- no! Four months."
"you know this boy four months and you want to give him three-hundred million dollars?" I know you're 18 years old and `of age', but since you came to me for advice -- I advise against a move like that. My son Jake was with his husband, Colin for nearly 18 months before they were married. He never made any kind of transfer of his estate until they were married."
"Sir, we plan to be married as soon as possible."
"Jake and Colin were married -- legally -- in Vermont. What are your plans?"
I looked down. I hated admitting it but I told him what was going on. "Actually we haven't set a date. And - - -he hasn't said he would. He thinks we should wait."
"Well, it seems he is thinking a little more straight than you are, maybe?"
"Maybe, but - - "
"From what you have told me, Rennie -- you have been trying to buy his love. Let me suggest something to you. Let it develop on its own, Rennie. You will always be glad you did."
I knew he was right. "So -- so -- you think I should give Bobby half?"
"I didn't say that. I think 300 million is a fine amount to give him."
"So, do you think I'm giving him too much?"
"I know that you are looking for advice here, Rennie, but -- I just can't be responsible for making those decisions for you."
"O -- okay. Just leave it as it is."
"As it is, is that you get everything."
"NO! You see, Mr. Smith? I'm so confused. I need advice!" I knew t4ears were welling up, but I was for once not ashamed.
"Okay, I will tell you what I might do -- but this is not advice on what you should do -- fair enough?"
I got it. "Fair enough."
"I think if it were me, I'd give Bobby 1'3 as you suggested. Later, you can decide how you want to divide -- if at all -- the other third."
"Okay."
"Okay what?"
"You're making this very hard, sir."
"That's because, especially with this legal-beagle here," he pointed to his attorney, "I don't want to say anything that could come back and bite me later. You have to say it, son."
Him calling me son did not escape my attention. "I want Bobby to have 1/3 of the estate, sir."
"You're sure!"
"I'm sure."
"Good! My attorney has all the papers for you to sign."
How could he? We just made the decision. I felt like I had been manipulated. But I felt grateful that he guided me in that way. I needed it. I signed a pile of papers. As I drove home it hit me. He kept saying three hundred million. But it was more. That was rounded. I was still left a billionaire. Just before I left, I said, "OH! Is there any reason I should not be signing any real estate deals -- tomorrow?"
"None I can think of. Here's my card if there are any questions." I grabbed the card and willed myself not to skip out of the house.
Notes. Has anyone seen Kenjamin? He's disappeared off my radar! Well maybe he will read this and get back to me. Anyway, I have written this in his absence. Any comments may be sent to Steve at s4d@hotmail.com.
Thanks and love, Steve
Bottom line: Love will Rule in the end.