Quarterback Keeper 20
The Morning After
Saturday morning, Tyler was using Joe's chest as a pillow, and Joe was holding him close. Tyler had never felt so secure in his entire life. Tyler's mom was great, and Tyler appreciated everything she had done for him; however, she had always struggled financially. Also, there were times Tyler needed a man to talk to about guy stuff. Tyler could not have imagined coming out without the support of Joe. Sometimes Tyler wondered if he would have spent his entire life in the closet, fearful that someone would find out who he really was.
There was a quiet knock at the door. "Yes Ian, you can come in," Joe said.
Ian walked in wearing just some athletic shorts and a smile. He crawled under the covers and lay his head on Joe's chest as well.
"Ian," Joe said in a fatherly tone, "you know we are naked under here?"
Ian replied, "I know. I just needed some daddy time."
"What!?" Tyler growled.
"Not that type of daddy," Ian said, "a father daddy."
"Oh, so what does that make me," Tyler asked.
"Mommy," Ian said with a giggle.
"I'll show you mommy," Tyler laughingly threatened as he made a move toward Ian.
Joe tightened his grip on Tyler to keep him on his side of the bed. "Careful boys; I don't want anyone to get hard, I mean hurt." He had noticed both Ian's and Tyler's cock were plumping against his thigh.
"I was just wondering what we are doing today," Ian asked.
"Well, I am going to ask Tyler's mother for permission to get married." Joe said.
"That's so old fashioned," Ian said, "In my family, we just knock someone up and that's how we propose."
"So, how's that going to work for you and Michael?" Tyler asked.
"I haven't really thought about it. We'll either find a way, or die trying."
"Yeah, you'll be 90 and fucking away," Tyler said. "Then one of you will grasp his heart and the other will yell, `don't die; I haven't cum yet'." The three burst into laughter.
"So Ian, Tyler and I are going to Ames by ourselves," Joe said. "Afterward I'm taking Tyler on a date to celebrate -- assuming Mary agrees to the wedding."
"Like there's any question about that," Tyler said, "I think she likes you more than me."
"Now, now, Tyler, I will never be her little Stinkpo....OW!" Tyler gave Joe's nipple a twist for the Stinkpot reference and Ian was laughing uncontrollably.
"So what you're telling me is I have to spend the whole day without my daddies. You know the lack of parental supervision is a leading contributor to teen delinquency?"
"I am sure you can stay out of trouble this morning until we get back from Ames. I have a babysitter lined up for this evening," Joe said.
"A babysitter!? Seriously!? Who?"
"I asked Ema Westfall if she could watch you."
"No you didn't. Tell me you did not ask a Freshman girl to babysit me!"
"I hear she is very responsible and she only charges ten dollars an hour."
"Augh," Ian said in frustration.
"The restaurant I am taking Tyler to is in Tulsa. I guess I could call Mindy and see if she would watch you," Joe said, with a grin. Ian's cock suddenly stiffened at the realization that Joe was teasing and the possibility of time with Michael.
Tyler said, "You know, it's a long drive back to Salt Fork. Maybe we could spend the night at the apartment and head back on Sunday?"
"I guess I could see if Mindy would be okay with Ian spending the night." Ian was suddenly hard as a rock and Joe said, "Careful boy, you're going to bruise my thigh." Ian suddenly realized what he was doing and turned beet red. Tyler started to laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" Joe asked Tyler, "What makes you think I am worried about that thigh." Now it was Tyler's turn to blush. Joe just smiled. After the stormy week Salt Fork had just weathered, it was good to laugh and joke around.
Mother Mary
When Joe and Tyler pulled up, Mary was sitting on her front porch. "Where's Ian?"
"I see how it is," Tyler said, "A cute new kid moves in, and I am yesterday's news."
Mary gave Tyler a big hug and said, "You will always be my favorite boy, but," giving Joe a hug, "you are a close second."
"I'm glad you feel that way," Joe said, "because I've asked Tyler to marry me."
Tears began to stream down Mary's face and she gave Joe another big hug. The front of his t-shirt was now wet with tears, but they were tears of happiness.
After Mary regained her composure, Joe said, "Let's go get some breakfast."
Mary turned to Tyler and said, "Can you go get my pink sweater for me? It's always so cold in the cafe. It's in the bedroom."
When Tyler was out of earshot, Mary said, "Joe, can you do me a favor?"
"Sure, what do you want?
"Can you make the ceremony sooner, rather than later? I want to dance at my son's wedding reception."
"Yes, I can make that happen. Would Christmas be good?"
"Oh yes, the best present you could ever give me."
After a breakfast with Mary, Joe and Tyler picked up Ian and headed to Tulsa. Ian asked, "Does Michael know I'm coming."
"What? Are you afraid he might not have enough condoms?" Tyler quipped.
"Well I was going to steal some of yours," Ian said, "but they were all too small."
Joe laughed, and Tyler said "Ouch. Is it too late to just leave him with a babysitter?"
"I don't know if Mindy said anything to Michael," said Joe. "I would have thought that you would have been on your phone the minute we left the apartment."
"His team is playing in a soccer tournament today, and I didn't want to call him in the middle of a game or something. Besides, I think it would be fun to surprise him."
"Call Mindy and see. If his team is still playing, I am sure Charles and Mindy are there and we could drop you off at the field."
Ian called Mindy and found out that his team would be playing in the finals, and Michael didn't know he was coming. After dropping off Michael's Scottish surprise, Joe and Tyler went to the apartment.
At the apartment, Joe and Tyler got ready for their date. The shower was a bit of torture. Tyler couldn't resist touching Joe, and it was getting harder and harder for Joe to resist the temptation. Finally, a frustrated Joe had to get out of the shower before something started that would make them miss their reservation. Tyler had to smile because it was a rare thing to see Joe so flustered. When Tyler finished his shower, he found that Joe wasn't in the bedroom. He had taken his clothes and found a place to get ready where Tyler couldn't tease him.
It was smart casual dress for the evening, and Joe decided on a navy jacket with an open collar white shirt and olive green chinos with brown suede shoes. Joe was checking himself in the mirror of the guest bathroom when Tyler stepped into the doorway and grabbed the doorframe at head height with both hands. Joe just about jizzed his pants; Tyler was so hot. Tyler was wearing a charcoal blazer with a form fitting white crew neck T that showed off his powerful pecs. Below, he had on faded skin-tight jeans that hugged his cock and ass. Add the light brown hiking boots and a couple days of scruff, and he looked like a wilderness hunk ready for a night in the big city.
Joe turned around and growled in Tyler's ear, "Let's get out of here before I pin you against that wall and fuck you all the way into tomorrow."
A Raging Bull
"Are you sure this is the place?" Tyler asked. It didn't seem like the sort of place you dressed up to eat would have its entrance in an alley. There was no sign to indicate what was behind the green door; only a brass bull hanging above it hinted it might be something other than a service door. But inside was one of Tulsa's finest steakhouses: Bull in the Alley.
The Bull in the Alley evoked Tulsa's Prohibition Era when oilmen wanting a drink and a steak would gather in the city's speakeasies. Dark wood and green leather upholstered booths gave the place a sense of hushed intimacy with a touch of scandal.
The waiter asked for their drink orders. Joe went with his old standard, a whiskey sour. Tyler wasn't sure what to order so he finally said, "Whiskey and Coke." The waiter smiled, and Joe said, "He's a work in progress."
"What's wrong with a Whiskey and Coke?"
"Nothing, absolutely nothing.....if you're thirteen. Oh well, at least you didn't order a strawberry daiquiri."
Tyler got a sheepish look on his face.
"Oh shit, Joe said. "That is what you were thinking about ordering."
"I'm sorry if I embarrass you," Tyler said, looking down at the table.
Joe slid over next to Tyler and gave him a soft kiss. "Listen Tyler, you are smart, caring, and hot. I love you, and I am never embarrassed by you. I just can't figure out why you want to marry an over-the-hill guy like me."
"Over-the-hill!?," Tyler said with shock, "You are not over the hill by a long shot. Hell, you are the hottest guy at any age I know. You are in great shape, you read people like a book, you are protective of your friends, and your students, you are fantastic in bed, and..."
"...I'm rich as Croesus."
"I would marry you if you were dirt poor. Don't get me wrong, I like that you have means and are generous, but that is just a bonus. What's inside you," Tyler put his hand over Joe's heart, "that is the real Joe Bartlett, and why I want to marry your sexy ass."
"Well boy, you will be marrying more than just my ass."
"I...." Just then the waiter came back with their drinks, and said, "I can come back if I am interrupting."
"No," Tyler said with a smile, "He's just trying to convince me that I am not a country bumpkin."
"Hey, before I started working here, I couldn't tell the difference between a salad fork and a dessert fork," the waiter said. "Truth be known, my family thought it was fine dining if we used a fork."
Joe and Tyler both laughed.
"I'll be back in a bit to take your order." the waiter said.
"I really am not sure what or how to order in a place like this," Tyler said.
"Would you like me to order for both of us?"
"I think that would be best."
Tyler picked up his drink and took a big gulp. He started to cough, and his face turned red, and Joe couldn't help laughing.
"Easy big boy. That is not a Coke from Sonic you have there."
After he got the coughing under control and his eyes stopped watering, Tyler said, "Damn, I feel like a kid who just got seated with grownups and has no idea about anything."
"Okay, you are kind of a man-child."
"Whose a man-child?" the waiter asked.
"My fiance, Tyler. We just got engaged and this is a celebration," Joe said and then kissed Tyler.
"Congratulations. That makes this a special meal."
"Yes it is, and we are going to be truly decadent. So, let's start off with an order of crab cakes and an order of that amazing applewood bacon appetizer with the house sauce. For the main course we will have the Table Steak medium rare with Potatoes Egan and Burgundy Mushrooms. Also pick us out a nice Zinfandel for the main course."
Piano music softly drifted across the room as Joe and Tyler sipped their cocktails. "Tyler, how would you feel about getting married at Christmastime?"
"Isn't that a bit quick?"
"I was thinking of a simple service with just a few friends and family and then a reception somewhere in Enid between Christmas and New Years."
"Why do we need a reception?" Tyler asked.
"Because I want to show off my handsome, smart, caring husband, " Joe said, "and because your mother wants to dance at your wedding."
Tyler looked down at his drink.
Joe gently turned Tyler's face and gave him a gentle kiss. "Your mother still has many good days ahead of her, and we are going to see that she has everything she needs to enjoy them with us."
Tyler threw his arms around Joe and said, "Thank you, I don't know how I could face mom's illness without you."
Tyler has just regained his composure when the appetizers arrived. "I think a Christmas wedding would be fun. But how are we ever going to get it planned with how busy we both are with teaching, coaching, and me taking classes?"
"I've been thinking about that. How about we get married after the Christmas Eve service at the Church. The Church will already be festive and a lot of our friends will be there already. I can invite Tony and Virginia, Charles, Mindy and Michael, and David and Carrie. Plus I am counting on Mary to be with us for the holidays," Joe said.
"That sounds doable, but the reception won't be as easy, unless we are planning to have Matty cater it in the Salt Fork gym."
Joe laughed, "That's a thought. But Matty would kill us if we asked her to bake that many pies; she would do it, but she'd kill us. Actually, what I was thinking of is asking Mindy and Carrie to host the reception. They have contacts everywhere, and they have great taste -- except in husbands."
"Oh, come on Joe, you like your cousins."
"Yeah, that's another thing I owe you. I would have never reconnected with my family if you weren't such an adorable goofball. You won over those two and then became the bridge between them and me. You are a natural peace-maker."
Tyler smiled and took another sip of his whiskey sour, then said, "These crab cakes are very good, but I would have never thought of bacon as an appetizer. This sauce is so good; it adds just the right amount of sweet and spice. I wonder if you can buy it somewhere?"
"Nope, house secret. It's one of the reasons I keep coming back to this place. Of course now it's even better that I can come here with you."
Tyler and Joe effortlessly chatted as they ate their meal oblivious to the occasional smile of people who noticed the hot couple in the corner booth. The main course was five-star. The steak was a perfectly grilled Porterhouse, and Tyler couldn't get enough of the Potatoes Egan. Eventually the waiter asked if they would be interested in dessert."
"Yes," Joe said, "we will have Creme Brûlée and black coffee."
Rather than a single serving dessert, the Creme Brûlée was served in a pie plate for the two to share. When Tyler took a bite, his eyes rolled back as if experiencing an orgasm. Joe smiled at Tyler's developing taste for fine foods. Joe also noted that he would have to hit the gym a bit harder if he was going to continue Tyler's foodie education. Sure it was vanity, but Joe was proud of still having tight abs in his fifties.
Finally, Joe said with a smile, " I think it is time to get back to the apartment. I need to work off some of this food before going to sleep."
With an impish grin Tyler replied, "I think the workout room is already closed."
"Don't worry, I have my own workout machine," Joe said as he gave Tyler's crotch a squeeze under the table.
Tyler decided to take one last look at the Bull in the Alley before leaving. When he looked back he saw the waiter open the bill holder and stare with disbelief then a smile. "Typical Joe," thought Tyler, "alway more than generous."
Back at the apartment, Joe took his time slowly undressing Tyler. Joe removed Tyler's jacket and pants, put the jacket neatly on a hanger, and hung it in the closet; the pants he threw in the direction of the laundry. Tyler sensed he would not be cumming soon. Joe was going to prolong the foreplay and make him beg to cum. Tyler's cock was hard, and had already soaked his black briefs with pre even though Joe hadn't touched him.
Joe put Tyler's hands behind his head and then sniffed his pits. After showering, Tyler had not applied deodorant, so now his pits were filled with the pure aroma of male vigor. Tyler has been exuding pheromone laced musk all evening, and now Joe filled his lungs with the scent of his man in rut. Joe's cock responded to his lover's animal chemistry.
Next Joe dropped to his knees, removed Tyler's underwear; then, licked a clear drop from the tip of his cock. Joe stood and gave Tyler a deep and passionate kiss. When Joe finally broke the kiss he wrapped his hand around Tyler's balls and gave a sharp squeeze. Tyler yelped, and Joe shoved Tyler's precum soaked briefs into his mouth. Joe whispered, "Don't you dare spit that out until I tell you to." Tyler groaned when Joe gave another squeeze to punctuate his point.
Joe then dropped to his knees again and started kissing and massaging the tender testicles that moments before he had abused. The attention caused the flow of per to increase and Joe's forehead was now glistening in the soft light of the room.
Finally, Joe pushed Tyler back onto the bed. Like a good boy Tyler kept his hand tightly locked behind his head. Joe vigorously massaged Tyler's cock with tongue and lips. Tyler tried to cum. He thought of every hot session he and Joe had had, but each time Tyler felt he was near the edge of release, Joe backed off and left Tyler hanging in frustration.
After what seemed like an eternity, Joe tipped Tyler back onto his shoulders and spread his legs to expose his hungry hole. Joe was an expert in tongue play. After blowing warm breath on the twitching hole, Joe gently tickled it with his tongue. Tyler wanted to yell out and beg to be fucked, but he knew better than to eject his briefs from his mouth.
Eventually, Joe did begin to open Tyler's ass with his tongue. Joe inserted his tongue deeply into Tyler then fluttered the tip. Tyler thought he would lose his mind.Tyler's pre was dripping onto his face and it was torture to not lick it up. When he thought he couldn't resist any longer Joe removed the gag, scooped up a big dollop of pre and fed it to Tyler, who closed his eyes while savoring the sweet nectar. When he opened them again, he saw Joe standing above him with a large and angry cock. Tyler knew Joe was not in the mood to be gentle, and he swallowed hard. Joe tilted Tyler's ass back until it pointed straight to the ceiling. He positioned his long cock at Tyler's entrance and paused. An image entered Tyler's mind of a oil driller ready to shove miles of pipe into Oklahoma earth. Suddenly, Joe's knees bent and he sank his cock deep into Tyler's bowels. Tyler released a long groan as inch after inch of shaft plunged into him.
Joe pounded Tyler for what seemed like hours. Each time Tyler felt on the edge of release, Joe sensed it and backed off; at the same time, shooting a glaring warning to Tyler not to take matters into own hands. Tyler's cock ached from the prolonged need for release.
Joe was in full rut. His muscles were tight and his face red from exertion. Finally he screamed, "Cum baby. Cum for me." The command to cum instantly triggered an intense orgasm as streams of cum shot from Tyler's cock onto his face. He lost track of how many times he released a flood of semen.
Just as Tyler was convulsing from his final load, Joe let loose with a savage cry and his cock exploded in Tyler's depths. All the tension and unease of the past week combined with the joy of Tyler accepting his offer of love unleashed a primal, overpowering, orgasm. When Joe finally stopped cumming he collapsed onto Tyler and passionately kissed him. After a bit, Joe looked into Tyler's eyes and said, "I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry?"
"I wasn't very romantic. Actually, I was just plain selfish and aggressive."
"Hey lover boy, I like romance as much as the next guy, but I want to marry a man, a stud, a raging bull. And FYI, all of this stuff covering my face isn't donut glaze."
"Let's see," Joe said as he started liking the cum off of Tyler's laughing face.
Family Dinner
Joe and Tyler arrived at Charles and Mindy's for Sunday lunch, and to pick up Ian for the trip back to Salt Fork. Tyler helped Charles grill burgers and brats on the patio, while Joe helped Mindy in the kitchen, and Ian and Michael swam in the pool.
Joe was putting the finishing touches on a salad when he said, "Tyler and I are getting married after the Christmas Eve service at our church. We would like it if you, Charles, and Michael would be there."
Mindy stopped getting condiments out of the fridge, through her arms around Joe's neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Just then Charles brought in a platter of burgers.
"Hey there, if I didn't know better, I would think you were making a move on my wife," Charles joked.
Joe replied, "Well my fiance would be a bit pissed off if he found out."
"Your fiance? Wait, you and Tyler are getting married? When?"
"Christmas Eve," Joe said.
Charles looked at Mindy, "How long have you known?"
"About four days. I knew Oops had a secret that Ian had sworn him not to tell. Mindy and I thought Joe and Tyler's engagement might be it, and Mindy tricked Joe into confirming it," Mindy said.
"Mindy owes me for that little trick," Joe said.
"So, am I the last to find out," Charles said.
Mindy said, "I don't think David knows."
"Good, as long as I knew before him, I'm okay," said Charles with a smile. "Have you set a date for the wedding?"
"We are planning to get married on Christmas Eve after the Church service," Joe said.
Charles looked at Mindy, "Are we invited?"
Mindy replied, "I and Michael are. I don't know about you."
Charles looked at Joe with puppy-dog eyes.
"Oh okay, you're invited too, but only because Tyler has a soft spot for you and David."
"See Mindy, I told you Tyler liked me."
"I'm pretty sure Tyler likes everyone," Mindy retorted.
"I have a favor to ask of you and Carrie," Joe said. "The wedding is going to be small, but between Christmas and New Years, we would like to have a reception to invite all the family and friends. I promised Tyler's mother she could dance at her son's wedding, so even though it won't be the same day as the wedding, this reception is very important. So, would you and Carrie plan the reception?"
"I would love to do that for you and Tyler, and I am sure Carrie will feel the same. Do you know where you want the reception?"
"We haven't rented a venue, but we would like to have it in Enid. We figure the Sinclair clan can easily come to Enid, but our Salt Fork friends and Tyler's college friends might not be able to get to Tulsa."
"That makes sense," Mindy said, "Let me talk to Carrie and we will give you some ideas when we bring Michael to Salt Fork next weekend."
Mindy finished making the burgers and it was time for lunch on the patio. After Charles said a blessing, the food started around the table. Joe said, "Michael, your mother just reminded me that you're coming to Salt Fork next week."
Michael said, "Yes, is that still okay Uncle Joe?"
"Yes, I just want you to know Ian has a cross-country meet on Saturday."
"Cool," Michael said to Ian, "I get to watch you run."
"Michael," Joe said, "I am Ian's cross-country coach, and I want to warn you that I don't want him all tuckered out before the meet."
Michael and Ian turned red, Charles started to sing the OSU fight song, and Mindy and Tyler burst into laughter.
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