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From Matt and Rick's Dad 3É.
"When both Matt and I walked downstairs together to meet Rick he was absolutely, totally, confused.
`Hey Dad and Matt', he said. I could tell he couldn't figure out why the two of us were upstairs in the house.
We smiled at him and went downstairs and gave him big hugs.
There were tears in his eyes as he enjoyed our hugs.
Neither Matt nor I knew what to say. We were super relieved when Rick said, `Dad and Matt, I've met the most wonderful woman of all time! We'll get married as soon as we can figure out everything!'
We both gave him even bigger hugs then and we drank too much alcohol celebrating his new life.
We figured we owed him an explanation of us and how he might not want us at his wedding. But tonight was not the night."
We all got massively drunk. I think we all crashed wherever we thought was appropriate. Rick wound up in his bed. Matt and I wound up in ours.
Thankfully Matt and I woke up first. We went downstairs and started to make a real breakfast of bacon and eggs with toast and strong black coffee, to overcome the incipient hangover we both started to feel.
Both Matt and I had started to feel like real human beings by the time Rick came tumbling down the stairs.
He looked bleary eyed at us both sitting around the kitchen table. We both motioned to him about where breakfast and coffee was. His gratefulness was obvious.
We didn't say much as Rick tried to catch up with our soberness. Eventually he did. By then it was time to watch some football games on TV during the holiday weekend. We all enjoyed the games.
Eventually it was time to work on the Thanksgiving meal during the games. Both Matt and I had planned out the meal well ahead of time. While neither one of us will be called a great cook, we had figured out how to buy enough prepared stuff as well as stuff we could make to make a celebratory meal.
I could tell that Rick was still a bit dazed and trying to figure out what was going on.
Finally he said, "Hey Dad."
"Yeah", I answered.
"I have to go over to Mom's for the big T Day meal. Thought you'd realize that."
"Right", I said. "I'll save you any leftovers you might like from this meal then".
He still looked confused. He left not long after that. I knew he'd be back here late, if he did come back here. There was a guest room in my ex-wife's house.
So Matt and I did get to have our nice meal together, just the two of us. He had already warned his parents he needed to help me prepare this meal for Rick, in case Rick wanted to eat with me for Thanksgiving.
Well, we did have some wine. We had good food. He looked at me. I looked at him. Damn we wanted each other. How could we be so lucky as to want each other so intensely all the time?
We figured that Rick wouldn't be home for a while. We went upstairs to our room. We slowly stripped each other's clothes off. We took our time enjoying every inch of flesh that was revealed. We loved seeing the other's beauty, different as it was.
We kissed deeply and intensely. We mirrored each other's actions. Tonight was for both of us to be with each other in every way possible. We moved down on each other's body, licking every inch, but focusing on nipples before moving farther down. Eventually we found the other's cock, similar, yet different.
We were both so relaxed and content with the good food and wine that we knew this was not going to be a night where we made love to each other, but rather a night of mutual oral. By now both of us were experts. This was going to last! We both started to edge the other. Neither one of us were going to cum until absolutely we couldn't help it.
I was in total bliss, nirvana, Cloud 69, whatever, when we both heard the front door open and Rick yell out, "Dad, where are you?
OK, this time busted for real.
Matt started to put on his clothes. I decided that this was the time to "fess up"
"Just put on your boxers", I told him. He looked at me doubtfully.
"We have to be honest and let him know about us."
Again he looked at me totally doubtfully.
I only put on my own boxers. He nodded at that. We prepared to "face the music".
Rick kept yelling up the stairs. It was obvious he had had more to drink than wine. It was obvious that he had really wondered about things here and had had too much to drink as a result.
We both came down the stairs together, nearly naked. We both had hard ons still, despite the situation. We both tented out our boxers.
Rick took one look at both of us and froze. I mean he literally froze! He went totally comatose!
Matt and I scrambled as best we could to get to him. We both took him into our arms and held him with our nearly naked bodies against his clothed body.
We both knew he was breathing and his heart was fine. We waited for him to come back to us. It took a half hour.
Eventually he woke up.
"Dad, you and Matt??? I don't understand. What is going on? You're both pretty much naked and coming from your bedroom and hard? I've never seen either one of you hard. Never even thought about either one of you hard!"
He started to go comatose again. Yeah, I screwed up on this one. I had forgotten about how prudish his mom was. I never had been. Matt, not. Guess Rick was. Should have put on clothes and covered up the erections. Sigh.
Matt and I lost our erections totally then. We found t shirts to cover up, too.
When Rick came back to sensibility he looked at both of us. It was clear he was trying to figure us out.
He suddenly burst out in sobs.
"Both of the men I truly love have betrayed me!" he said.
We held him.
"I love you both so very much" he said. How could you do this to me?" We tried to reassure him and figure out what he meant.
He was crying real tears.
"I really have fallen in love. I love Cyn. She is all my world. I need a lot of help to figure out how to keep her in my life until I can graduate from college and get a job so that we can live together. I really need both my mom and dad to help me figure this out. I need my best friend to help me. And now my dad and best friend have fallen in love or something, I guess? I am so confused. I don't know how to understand anything anymore."
With that he started to go comatose one more time.
This time we actually slapped him in the face.
We both started to talk. Matt looked at me. Ok. My responsibility.
"Rick, I don't know what to say. I learned after you left for college that Matt fell in love with me a long time ago. As you well know I am glad to be divorced from your mother, although try to stay in her good graces. I've been pretty asexual for a while. And when Matt approached me and we got to know each other I was taken aback to find that I fell in love with him. Neither one of us is "gay". But we just love each other despite how incredibly different we are. I'm not sure how to explain that better!"
Matt and I both blushed and looked uncomfortable.
Rick looked at us both and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I can't bend my head around this. My super macho Dad and my super macho best friend as a couple? " He laughed out loud.
We smiled but didn't laugh.
"So, I'm the short guy and the pretty guy who is straight. And you guys are tall, muscular, macho guys who found each other?" he asked.
I couldn't help but say, "God works in mysterious ways." He looked like he wanted to hit me. I would have let him.
"And you're going to sleep in the same bed and have sex I don't want to imagine?" Rick asked.
"Yeah", I said. "But we're not going to just have sex. We're going to make love."
He started to cry. "Look, this is going to take me a while to process. I accept what you say" and he looked at Matt who nodded. "I love you both. I WILL figure this out." He laughed finally then. "Just don't count me in!"
We all laughed then and went to our, separate, bedrooms. As I admired Matt's body, even now in t shirt as well as boxers. I knew mutual oral would not longer be enough tonight! Both my cock and ass started to tingle for his cock and ass, too! LOL.
Good night all!