Before they went to bed, Richard THOUGHT he could handle whatever the meeting had unleashed in davey. As he tried to sleep, he realized, he couldn't. Davey was hurting. He could tell because the man was twitching in his sleep, crying, and arguing with Otto - all using VERY fowl language. Davey seemed to be dreaming that Otto had handcuffed him, so Richard got up, and gently unlocked them. Davey opened his eyes,like he didn't recognize the man in front of him. "Sleep davey. Sleep. No one is going to hurt you. NO ONE." Richard got back into bed, and hugged his husband, who at some point, began to cry, very gently.
Richard reached over and turned off the alarm. Davey was taking a sick day the next day, period. When davey woke up and looked at the clock, he jumped "OH SHIT. I'm going to miss my first class." "No, you're not davey. You're not going to work today. You need a sick day." "I'm fine Sir. " "Yes, yes, you are, but you need a day away from there. This is NOT for discussion. If I have to tie you to the bed - an interesting idea, I must say - you're staying home."
'THE KIDS ARE RELYING ON ME SIR" "The kids did without you for years and they can do without you for one day." He buzzed Jason "Yes Sir?" Davey could hear Jason . "Jason, davey is going to need a day off from school today. Would you mind calling." "Already done sir. Please let us know if davey needs anything you can't provide." "Thank you Jason.
We'll do that?" Davey tried to curl up in a fetal position away from Richard. "YOU DON'T CONTROL ME. YOU CAN'T DO WHAT YOU JUST DID."
Richard sighed. "davey, you need a little break. You care about those kids too much. And that's fine. But today, you need to let the rest of the school take care of you, and you need to take care of yourself. With me, here. Now, I'll just wait here and when you're ready, tell me what happened. Tell me what you're feeling. Maybe I can help. " He kissed davey. "And PLEASE do not forget I love you more than anything in the world. ANYTHING."
Davey turned around. "How can someone like that little guy Otto be filled with so much venom? So much HATE? Why did he try to do that to me?" Richard sighed. "You know, davey, you weren't 'in the life," so you didn't hear expressions like "fudge packer" and things like that when you were a young man. Now, the kids have nastier ways of expressing themselves.
"Fudge packer? davey looked puzzled. "I'm not going to repeat anything about it love, but you can look it up. It's mean. Now they've called it something else: I think it's called bottom shaming."
"Bottom shaming?" I've never heard that. " Again, a sigh, and Richard pulled him over. 'Davey, if it cost me my restaurant and my right arm, I would sell them to protect you from this kind of thing. But it wouldn't do any good. We all talk about how we are more accepting of people being gay now. Maybe that's true. But there's something uglier, davey, and it's coming from some gay people, and then it spreads: it's not ok to make fun of someone because he's gay anymore, so you make fun of him because he's passive, or receptive, or the bottom, or as that vile kid called it "the girl in bed."
"I don't think of myself as a girl in bed Sir. And I'm not a sissy. " "No, you're not. And I have to tell you something. WAY early in my life, I was the passive partner." Davey's eyes got big, and his mouth dropped "YOU WERE?" Richard laughed. "Well, yes. I'm afraid I wasn't very good at it, and I tell people that I started topping because bottoming is WAY too hard." Richard began to cry. "Davey, I've said this before, and I'll say it again: you may very well be the strongest man I've ever met in my life."
"What do you mean, Sir?" "Well, you were in a financial bind . I offered you a choice that was, well, unconventional, to say the least. Essentially, I made you my whore for a while." "I didn't think of it that way Sir. Well, ok, maybe the first couple of times. But...." Richard interrupted. "But you realized you liked it." "Davey smiled a little. "yeah, I did. I don't know if I would've liked it if it were someone else, but I did. " "And you know, davey, the minute you admitted that, you became much stronger than anyone in this house, myself included?"
Davey looked up. "you think so?" Richard grabbed him. "OH, DAVEY. I KNOW SO. I'm not easy: I'm difficult, I'm demanding, I have rules, and you just dealt with them.. "Yes, because you're kind, you're generous, and you try to make everyone happy first." Richard smiled. "run with that thought davey. I'm going to ask you a couple of questions: first, would you like to top? Not just me, but include me: would you like to fuck me, or anyone else? I'm serious. Not just people we know: people you see in magazines, athletes, tv people, anyone?" Davey blushed. "When I think of people I find attractive Sir, I always imagine blowing them. I never think of being on top. ' Then he paused. "If I can be honest, Mike's long hair reminded me of Heather, and I dreamed of times when I slept with her, but he was there, instead." Richard smiled and thought "yeah, sounds like me and that piece of work." "But I don't anymore Sir. " Richard asked again. "You don't want to top anyone?" "No Sir . Not at all." "Ok, now here's a bigger question and it's not silly: do you like bottoming, and being submissive to me?" "SIR. I LOVE IT. Do you have any idea how much I think about you when you're not around, how many woodies I've thrown at school when I see you in my head, when you're getting dressed in the morning, and it's always with you on me, in me. " Richard was feeling a little overwhelmed. "Ok, we're going to get ourselves cleaned up and decent, because I have one more question you may want to think about: yesterday is bothering you. WHAT would make you feel better about it?
"Sir, I've thought about it. I KNOW what would make me feel better. I want to sit down with Otto. Man to man. I want to talk to him. Just the two of us. We don't understand each other very well. And I think maybe, if we had some time alone, we would. " Richard sucked his teeth in. "I'm not sure that's a good idea, but let me think about it. I want to check with my experts on high school boys: Sara, Coach Jackson, but most of all, Paul. "PAUL?" Yes, davey, Paul. I would bet you he's gotten more of this than anyone else we know. Now, go get a shower, and try to make yourself look as beguiling as you can. CHARM ME? He smiled. Davey responded. "Then I shouldn't get dressed at all."
"Well, it'll be cold. I wondered if you wouldn't mind taking a walk with a charming old fashioned guy in a part of the forest we haven't been in together." Davey smiled. "Can we take a blanket?" Davey loved the forest, but he would get cold if they sat too long. "We can take whatever we want. I just want to know if you want to go."
"An afternoon with you, during the week, alone? In the forest? That's not a question. "
When davey was getting ready, Richard wandered into the kitchen. Carla looked up. "Is he okay?" Not yet, love, but he will be. He's coming around. I'm going to take him for a walk in the woods, and I'm going to ask Paul to talk to him tonight about how mean kids can be. He already said he wants to meet with that brat one on one." Carla grimaced "If it were you , I could see it. Can he handle it?" Richard shrugged his shoulders "I've said he's stronger than I am. We'll see."
Davey came out, looking gorgeous. He had pulled his hair back, and was in an old buttondown, a cable sweater, and some faded jeans. "come on, old man. Get ready. I'm waiting." "Oh, davey, while he's getting ready, let me make you a picnic. Just a few minutes."
Davey went over to Carla. "Thank you for being there yesterday. Thank you for being there always. " "OH, davey, please. This is what a sister does for her brother. And that's how I think of you. Now STOP. Bring that basket out to the car, and wait for your husband. "
It WAS cold, and davey was wearing his gloves while he drove. "This is really IS a beautiful place Richard. Just tell me where to stop. Richard found a place. "Right here. We'll be able to find the car easily in a bit. Let's leave the picnic, but get the blanket. "
They started walking, Richard going very slowly. "Is everything ok?" davey asked him. "Everything is FINE davey. I just want to take it all in because, well, we don't get to see this place too often. " He grabbed davey's hand. "And I've never seen it with you." He moved from davey's hand, to his neck, and then around his waist. "what do you think?" "I think it's beautiful. And I'm glad we brought the blanket because the ground is cold, and.... " Davey stopped and looked at Richard, "you wanna?" and kissed him. Richard smiled. "davey, with you I ALWAYS wanna. "Welll.... He put down the blanket. "Can we see if the lamb has healed Sir?" "GRRRR. Richard responded. He kissed davey full on, and gently, very gently put him on the b lanket. He moved his chin to davey's neck and gently - very gently rubbed it. Davey gasped "TOO rough?" No Sir, just new again. OH.. OH. It feels so good. Can you use some teeth Sir, like a wolf... going for his lamb...." Richard was gentle, and davey asked him for more. "PLEASE SIR. You always think you're being rough, when you're just right. OH... FUCK. MMMMMM" Richard moved his hands under davey's butt and began squeezing. He looked at him. "You're a horny lamb, you know that?" Davey smiled. "Problems with that? Do I need to find another ram to satisfy me?" Richard dug his fingers into davey's ribs. "BETTER NOT HAPPEN STUDBOI." Davey began laughing helplessly. "NO. NO. It won't, it won't. I promise. I want one cock in this world. YOURS. And I want it NOW. Deep. And Hard. " Richard smiled. "Is there a reason you get everything you want?, and davey laughed. "Yes. Because I put up with you. That's not easy." Richard laughed. "you're right about that. But I wanna play with you some more. " He began opening davey's shirt - he had gotten the sweater off first. "Let me get a taste of those nipples.." He brushed scruff on them, and then began nibbling "FUCK YEAH SIR. FUCK YEAH. OH, THOSE KIDS WHO WONT BOTTOM. THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'RE MISSING." Richard ran his tongue all over davey's torso. He stopped for a minute, and davey was puzzled. "Davey, do you want to top me? "
"NO SIR. NO. NO. NO. NOT AT ALL. I WANT YOU TO FILL ME. PLUG ME. GIVE ME THAT COCK OF YOURS" Davey was so loud that the birds talk off, and Richard started laughing. "Well, I think you've been pretty clear about what you want... but... I'm not finished playing with you." He rolled his body onto davey's arm, and he pinned down davey's other wrist. Then, Richard put his mouth on davey's ear and just started breathing heavily as he toyed with davey's nipple. He whispered "gonna do this until I think you want it BADLY. " "But I want it badly NOW Sir." Richard chuckled. "As the kids say, not even. I'll check in every few minutes. " And he got to work. Occasionally, he'd move his mouth to davey's and give him his tongue. Davey looked like he was in agony. His face was contorted and he was twisting, writhing, trying to get away from Richard's fingers. "You got what you wanted last night, sweetness. Today: it's MY turn. " "PLEASE . Show your husband some mercy Sir. Please." Richard smiled. "Gimme three words. Here's a hint. They're not "FUCK ME SIR" davey smiled. "I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE: I LOVE YOU." "You win, handsome. You get the first prize: a slighly used, slightly tired, slightly bent, but thicker than average, shorter than average, mancock." "I want it more than an Oscar Sir. FILL ME." "With you looking at me davey. Not like last night. "No Sir, not like last night. I love seeing you sweat, and your eyes squint, and ... OH SHIT I LIKE EVERYTHING about you when you fuck me SIR." Richard began sliding in. Very, very slowly. "OH YES. OH YES. THAT'S THE WAY. YOU SHOULD TEACH. NO. DON'T TEACH. STAY WITH ME. ALWAYS..." Davey was clearly aroused, because he began shooting while Richard was in him, something he almost never did. Richard looked at him. "Do you want me to stop? HOLD IT FOR TONIGHT. 'FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK NO TOPMAN HUSBAND. Find my fucking G spot and POUND IT." RIchard was laughing internally, but he knew, davey needed something. If he could provide it this way, well... A few more thrusts, and then Richard's yell scared the birds. He fell down on top of davey. He was crying lightly. Davey held him. "I hope I'm not too much trouble." Richard looked at him. "Oh, you're trouble. But never too much. How about we pull the blanket up, and sleep a little? We had a bad night? " "We did Sir. I can use a nap, but only if you hold me, face to face." "Easily done." They wrapped in the blanket, and slept for about an hour.
The sun was beginning to go down when they woke up. "WAIT. What'll we do with the picnic?" Davey asked. "We'll slip it into Mike's room. If Paul is over, it'll be gone by morning. "Oh, Paul is over tonight. I forgot to tell you something in the middle of all of this." Richard smiled. "OH? What is that davey? " "Well, Paul is coming over tonight to watch tv." "But we don't have a tv. Oh, wait. Is that what you didn't tell me?
"SIR. Mike, Paul and I all like tv. So I asked Jason to order one. He said "Ok, just don't tell Richard until it's done." "I believe that, but he'd never way Richard." "Ok, he said don't tell Mr. Harris. Paul is taking advanced French, and he has to watch movies. His folks won't let him do it at home, so... "
Well, ok, I'll do my part for education. But Paul has to spend some time with us tonight first. So does Mike. " They headed back to the car. "Wait a minute Davey." Richard stopped and pointed to the sky. "It's not sunset yet, but I'd love to see sunset here with you. None are ever the same. " "It's beautiful Sir. Sunday?" "We have a date." He kissed davey. "Let's get home."
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They got to the house just as Sam was in the process of finishing up the installation. Jason was smiling. "I know Sir, I didn't check with you, but..." "I was outvoted. I know, I know. What movie are we watching tonight Paul?" "Oh, the class assignment was to pick one from a list, and I picked this one that looked interesting 'Diva'." Carla came over and smiled. "OH, mon dieu. Remember the discussions at that bistro Richard? Back and forth between French and English." A nostalgic smile came over Richard's face. Oh yes. The croissants, the cafe au lait. I think that's when I decided I wanted to be a retauranteur." Davey looked at them. "Wait. You and Carla speak French?" Carla laughed. "oh, davey, there are always surprises for you here. Did Richard tell you he speaks Chinese too?" "NO, he didn't." "Long story davey, another time. Mike speaks French too. So, tonight, we watch the movie without subtitles. The rest of you will JUST have to hang on to someone who speaks French." He turned to Mike and Paul. "Sons, I need to ask you to come and talk to davey and I for a bit before dinner and the movie, ok?
Davey turned to Richard. "I choose him." And Sam to Carla "I choose her." Paul turned to Mike. "DUH."
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Richard, davey, mike and Paul went into the study - the library- and after they were seated, he said "Well, I think this may call for brandy. Paul, you're not old enough to drink but "tant pis." Did they teach you that yet? "No Sir." Mike giggled "it means "too bad.. The French use it a lot." He poured everyone generous pours. "Davey and I need your help guys. You were there yesterday. You saw what happened. . How do we go forward." Paul spoke first. "Otto is going to be out of school today. His shoulder got dislocated at wrestling practice." Richard feigned surprise. "PAUL. He's not in your weight class." Paul grinned "I didn't say it happened during an actual workout." Richard was thinking "is he by any chance my son ? I really like this kid." Davey spoke "Seriously kids, what do we do? I'm going back to school tomorrow, and I'm not ashamed, but we have to take this chance to educate people.
"Otto is educated, that's for sure," Paul said, and Richard laughed. "Do you want another drink young man? I'm liking you more and more." Mike was more measured. "Dads, I spoke to Coach Jackson today. He's calling a meeting of ALL the teams, and ALL the coaches. Two separate meetings. And the principal is calling the teachers. Davey, this is what happened today: There was a demo at school. Let me show you the tape. He opened his phone. They saw about 200 students singing "We love you davey/oh yes we do/ we love you davey/our love is true. When you're not here with us, we're BLUE. Oh daaaavey we love you." Davey looked up "did one of you organize that?" There was silence. "Uh, no. Coach Jackson did."
"I don't know what to say, I just don't. I'm , I'm overwhelmed." "AND... Mike added. "Today I processed your nomination for teacher of the year." Davey began to cry. "I, I just don't know what to say. "Well I DO." said Richard. It's all earned and justified. " Then Paul spoke. "Look davey, would you come back and speak with the LGBTQ club alone? Not with Richard. The topic WILL be bottom shaming. I'll help you."
"Yes, I will, but on one condition. When Otto comes back from his, ahem, accident, you set up a meeting between he and I to talk about this. JUST US Paul . NO ONE else."
Paul looked surprised and Mike added. "Paul sweetheart, just do it. " "Ok, I'll do what I can. Give him two weeks." Richard smiled. "I'm glad we had a chance to drink together, but it's time for dinner. "Wait. I have a question," davey turned to Paul and Mike. "When I spoke today, did it surprise either of you?" They looked at each other. "you know what, it didn't , but it's because it's none of our business. When you close the door, that's between you two, just like when we close my door." Richard interrupted "Uh no, that's NOT none of our business. Paul is a minor. I told you that Mike. Personally, I don't care. He has parents. They matter. " Paul lowered his voice. "I wanted to talk to you about that guys. My dad told me today, "if you want those faggots to adopt you just say so. Well, I'm going to say so: would you adopt me."
Richard sighed. "Well, it's not so easy. I want to Paul, but then, you know, my two sons are, well... " Davey chimed in. "How about asking Carla and Sam to adopt him? then it's not two 'faggots, ' and the world can be at peace." Richard thought for an instant, and then he turned to Paul. "She's going to be a VERY tough mother, and her French is VERY good. Can you handle it." Paul was on the verge of tears "Mais oui. I don't even need my own room." Richard frumped up his face. "We'll see about that."
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Carla had made a French meal, based on coq au vin, since they were seeing a French movie. She even let Richard have a crepe for dessert. When the dishes were cleared , they sat down for the movie. "How long is this Carla? 30 years? "Closer to 40. OH, goodness, we must have seen it in revival. We were babies when it came out. "
There were three cuddling couples during the movie. At some point, Richard looked at their son, and Paul. Mike had his head on Paul's shoulder, and Paul was slowly inching his hand down Mikel's shirt. Davey leaned over "are you sure Paul isn't your son?" Richard answered "Are you sure Mike isn't YOURS?" At the end of the movie, Carla and Richard looked at each other, and began barraging Paul with questions in French . Mike smiled. His French may have been the best, but he was quiet. Carla looked at Richard. "I think he learned enough. How long is your presentation?" "Ten minutes." She smiled. "Tomorrow, you bring over your books. When I'm not working in the kitchen, we are going to go over verbs. The irregular ones. Welcome to our home, son to be." Paul blushed. Richard thought "WHAT blessed spirit is looking down on me? I had my fantasies, but NOTHING as good as this."