Second Chance, Chapter 33
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Chapter 33
The drive back to the Brady/Larson house was nothing like the earlier one. Josh rested his hand on Eric's thigh fairly close to his crotch. The bulge in Eric's jeans left no doubt that he was happy to have it there.
"I want to make up for the way I treated you," Josh said. "I think I was suspicious of you because I felt tempted too. I'm sorry I even gave Reese a second thought. It scares me to realize either of us even allowed our minds wander like that..."
"We're young and we're horny," Eric grinned. "It's not surprising we like to get noticed by college guys. We need to be honest with each other and we need to remember the difference between physical attraction and love."
"I know who I love and that's not going to change. I still feel like I should do some sort of penance."
"Like what?"
"Like kissing your bare ass and then sucking you dry and swallowing every drop."
"And that would be a sacrifice on your part?" Eric giggled. "Where's the penance in that?"
"You could torture me by not doing me until after my balls turned blue."
"I have another thought. I told you I was working on a plan. We're going to have a romantic evening tonight. I have some shopping to do after I drop you at home and I'll take Rob with me if you don't mind. He might like to get out of the house and he'll be really happy to see that we're over our fight." Eric said.
"That sounds fine to me. I do trust you around other guys even if they're hot like Rob. I'm gonna catch a nap while you're gone if you're gonna keep me up half the night."
"I'd better do that too after I buy the stuff I need. I didn't sleep much last night. It really hurt thinking that you might not take me back."
"It hurt me as bad. I knew that I couldn't cut you loose without trying to save what we have, but jealousy kept getting in the way. I'm sorry I was such a drama queen."
Robbie had just gotten up from his nap and was having a bottle to tide him over until dinner, so Rob was happy to take him out for an airing. Getting away from the house would be good for both of them.
The two boys went to several stores before they got all the things on Eric's list. It was Rob who recommended the red roses for the final touch. Eric spent more money than he had intended, but felt that he and Josh would find other nights to enjoy most of what he had purchased.
"Thanks for going with me, Rob. I really appreciate it. Your suggestions were great."
"Anything to help you stage your romantic night," Rob answered. "Would I be prying if I asked what your fight was about?"
"Nah, we were going to tell you and Blake anyway. I owe you an explanation for my PMS mood this morning. It was a misunderstanding over Reese. He hit on both of us individually and gave us his cell number. We were stupid enough to keep it from each other. And, to be honest, we were tempted a little."
"That bastard! I should have warned you. He tried to get Blake back and I saw him kiss him and assumed the worst. I think I'll go over and kick his ass!"
"No, don't. We learned a valuable lesson from the whole thing. It's okay. Besides, tonight is going to make up for a lot of hard feelings."
"I think it's more like you'll both be feeling hards tonight!" Rob quipped.
"Good one!" Eric laughed.
Eric and Josh were grinning at each other all through dinner as if they shared an important secret. Rob and Blake smirked at them from time to time. Scott and Ben couldn't help wondering what was going on, but were almost afraid of the answer.
The air was definitely filled with expectation. If humans were as sensitive to pheromones as dogs are, they would all have picked up the scent of sexual anticipation. Perhaps subconsciously they did. Or maybe it was the change in barometric pressure that accompanied the impending spring storm. Whatever the cause, Blake's hand found its way to Rob's thigh under the table and Rob reached down and guided it to his crotch. Scott and Ben played grab-ass like teenagers as they cleaned up in the kitchen after dinner. Ben whispered a naughty suggestion in his ear before nibbling on his earlobe.
When they were alone, Eric explained to Josh that he was going to prepare the studio before taking his shower. He would knock on the bedroom door when it was Josh's turn to freshen up. Josh would find in the bathroom what he was to put on before coming up to the studio.
Josh waited in the bedroom thinking about what Eric might have planned for them. The more he fantasized, the harder he got. He was so into his daydream that he jumped when he heard the rap on the door.
He hurried to the shower to get squeaky clean. After toweling off, he donned the bright red thong (that his lover had worn on Valentine's Day). He sniffed it first, enjoying the faint aroma of Eric's scent. Wearing his boyfriend's intimate garment made him hornier, if that was possible. Then he put on the black silky robe that Eric had left for him and headed for the attic door. He tapped and waited for Eric to tell him to enter.
The scene before him was certainly romantic. There were votive candles on the steps and window sills, and rose petals leading the way to the small bedroom that was nearly filled with an inflatable bed covered with satin sheets.
Soft music was playing and the aroma of mild incense permeated the air. The room was rather warm, suggesting that staying dressed was not something that Eric had included in his long-term plans.
Eric was sprawled on the bed in a red version of the robe that Josh was wearing. It gapped open to reveal Josh's black thong (with the heart on it) that seemed to be straining to contain what was crammed into it.
Eric reached out his arms in an invitation to his lover who wasted no time joining him. They kissed deeply enjoying the dreamy atmosphere. All of their senses were stimulated in a pleasant way.
Their robes were soon discarded as they hungrily kissed and licked their way toward the packed thongs. Josh asked Eric to turn on his stomach while he kissed his firm butt. He used his teeth to pull the black thong down as Eric raised his hips to help.
Next, Eric had Josh lie face up so that he could run his tongue into the pouch of the thong that Josh was wearing. He used his teeth like Josh had to remove that last article of clothing.
At that point, Eric got up to spread a large beach towel on the bed.
"This could get messy and we don't have to do it if you think it's too nasty." Eric said.
Josh's eyes widened as Eric brought out a tube of KY jelly.
"Take me gently, please." Josh said as he swallowed hard.
"I'm not planning to take your cherry tonight. But I am going to play doctor and give you a very intimate examination and I don't want to hurt you."
In another minute the boys were lying on their sides facing each other's cock and teasing each other's rosebud. They had their right knees bent in a way that provided more access. Eric lubed his middle finger and gently inserted it. Josh relaxed as best he could to welcome the intruder in. He breathed a sigh of relief as he thought about how much bigger Eric's cock was. He would have given up his virginity if Eric had asked, but he was thankful that he hadn't.
When Eric replaced his finger with two fingers, Josh remembered that he should be doing the same to Eric. Both guys felt a little discomfort at first, but soon found that having their prostate glands stimulated was worth it and began to loosen up and enjoy the experience.
Josh stuck out his tongue to catch drops of sweet, sticky precum and Eric did likewise. Progressing from licking to sucking took no time at all. Giving and receiving a blow job while having their prostates massaged made it impossible for the boys to delay the coming explosion for any length of time.
The mind-shattering orgasms that soon followed could have choked even a professional cock-sucker. Luckily, they both pulled back just in time to get their mouths flooded, but not to the point of gagging before they could swallow.
They kissed deeply again in the sticky silence that followed. They were aware that they'd pushed the boundary further toward the ultimate consummation of their relationship. It made them feel even closer than they had before. Perhaps the make-up sex was worth the pain of the past 24 hours of feeling empty and forlorn. But they didn't want to repeat that agony any time soon!
They covered up with the sheet, Josh lying on his back and Eric on his side with his head on Josh's shoulder. After a half hour or so Eric roused and shifted enough to nibble on Josh's closest nipple.
Josh went hard immediately. He guided Eric's hand down to his inflating cock to confirm what Eric suspected.
"That nap must have really restored you," Eric giggled.
"Let me show you how much," Josh responded.
Their second session of love-making lasted a lot longer. They took turns sucking each other's dick until it was almost too late to stop the inevitable. Finally, after both had taken a few minutes to cool off, they assumed the 69 position and slowly nursed each other to another incredible climax.
There may have been less cum the second time, but the feelings were no less intense. After blowing out the candles, they pulled a blanket over them and spooned together until sleep overtook them just as it began to rain.
In the master bedroom, Scott and Ben had enjoyed a really hot round of coupling. Both were "versatile". Ben had topped Scott after an extended period of foreplay. Scott had asked to be "bred like a bitch in heat". Ben has happy to oblige.
With great effort, Scott had managed to keep from cumming when Ben filled his gut with hot spunk. He was hotter than usual because of being close to the edge for an extended period, so it didn't take him long to reach his climax when he eventually penetrated Ben.
Ben was on fire! He pumped his cock while Scott massaged his prostate with that large, hot sausage of his. Ben came a second time as Scott unloaded a huge quantity of jizz.
They felt like they had generated the bolt of lightning that streaked across the sky just as they climaxed. Both went to sleep smiling.
Blake and Rob came only once, but it was awesome for them too. Rob had picked up a tube of lube while shopping with Eric. He had planned to do with Blake what Eric said he was going to try with Josh, but Blake had a better idea.
"I want you to take me. I need to feel you in me."
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't; I'm not exactly a virgin. By the way, I've got a condom for you to wear."
"But you tested negative, so we don't have to use any."
"I still want to use them until I've been tested again in June. You should probably get tested too. I'm pretty sure that I'm safe, but I won't take any chances with your health. I'm horny as hell to feel your hot unsheathed poker in my ass, but I'd never forgive myself if I let my desire cloud my good judgment and found out that I wasn't safe. I love you too much."
"I love you too. It doesn't matter that we've been with someone else."
Rob had had intercourse with Victoria of course, but it had not thrilled him like the feeling of Blake's hot, tight chute. As Rob analyzed the experience later, he thought that it had something to do with really caring for the other person. Blake was his soul-mate. It didn't matter that neither of them was a virgin. It did matter that they loved each other!
Rob's hips went on autopilot as he allowed desire to consume his whole being. Blake loved submitting himself to this horny teen. Rob was a veritable sex machine. He may have been less experienced, but he made up for it in raw, animal-like passion. Blake writhed and moaned under his ardent young lover. When Rob gave that final thrust before freezing in place and cumming like a stallion, Blake shot volleys of molten lava between them. It took several Kleenex to sop up the results.
There was nothing calm about their afterglow. They kissed with a fervor that they had never quite felt in the past. They might have gone for another round, but the sound of thunder woke up Robbie. So they brought him into their bed to calm him.
The next day turned out to be unusually warm. The front that had set off the storm in the night brought southerly winds and a fair sky. Josh and Eric figured it was a perfect day to dress in as little as possible and thoroughly clean the residue of winter off of their vehicles.
By 11:00, the temperature was around 72 degrees and rising. They had done the interiors of both convertibles and Josh's pickup and were washing the outsides. In the process of horsing around, both got wet to the skin. The vehicles looked great, but the boys were a disaster and it was just as well that no one was around to see them in their almost transparent shorts or they might have been arrested for indecent exposure. They jumped into the shower together before sharing a late lunch of leftovers with Rob.
Rob helped them apply wax to the cars. Robbie was content to roll around in his playpen which the boys had set up in the drive. They had been careful to place it in the shade to keep from exposing the little one to too much sun. He had his father's dark complexion, but given the warnings about the ozone layer, no one was willing to take chances.
Blake came home from his spring break job in time to feed Robbie his bottle while watching the boys polish off the wax. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Rob's bubble butt which looked so tempting in his swim trunks. Every time he bent over, Blake's cock twitched.
Scott came out to admire the sheen on his Sebring and to thank the boys for including his car in their project.
"I would have paid a lot of money to a shop to have it detailed like this. I'll give you guys what I would have given them."
"That's not necessary, Dad," Josh said.
"Yeah it is, and thanks for calling me "Dad". I really feel like you're my own flesh and blood as well as Eric. If Ben and I could have produced children between us, we couldn't have done better than you two."
"I'll bet you had enough practice in college," Eric snickered.
"Watch your mouth, Son," Scott joked. "I have a feeling that you don't have any room to make fun of your dads either."
After dinner, Josh got a call from Dylan asking if he and Eric could accompany him to court on Thursday. Josh put the phone between his and Eric's ears as he often did.
"I think we can, but what's it about? Are you in trouble?"
"No, Richard Hamilton's trial is starting and I have to be there."
"Who?"
"You know, Rick, the guy who shot me while trying to get that kid named Lance."
"I'd forgotten his name. What time should we be ready?"
"I'll pick you up around 8:15 so we can be there at 9:00. I know that's a lot to ask during break, but I'd really appreciate it. Marissa is in Florida visiting her grandparents and Mom and Dad are working. I could ask Aaron, but he and Sam are planning something that day – probably getting laid," he snickered. "Besides, he's such a free spirit that I never know what he might do or say."
On Wednesday, Josh took several of his recent paintings to the framing shop. The owner seemed particularly happy to see him and gave him a 10% discount. His business was down like everyone else's and he wanted to keep his customers.
Mr. Hadley was still selling an occasional work by Joshua, but that art market wasn't as hot as it had been either. Fortunately, Rob's mother had commissioned a painting of "Father and Child" which Rob was willing to sit for. He said that his mother was considering having Josh do portraits of all of her children if he were willing to.
Rob's relationship with his mother was improving to the point that he was spending a good part of Wednesday with her and his siblings. Blake had been invited, but couldn't spare the time from his job. However, Sophia had insisted that he join them for dinner. She was making every effort to include both of the young men. Rob was pleased. He was sad that his sister, Gloria, had chosen to be away at a friend's house for the afternoon and evening. Well, that was her loss.
Richard Hamilton's trial had been postponed more than once because his lawyer had wanted more time to prepare. He was planning to claim that Rick's judgment had been impaired because of using a large quantity of alcohol accompanied by drugs. He was therefore not responsible for his actions. He had not intended to hurt anyone and was basically a good person.
The district attorney insisted that the young man should have known what was likely to happen when he mixed drugs and alcohol and that his irresponsible use of them did not excuse the pain and injury that he inflicted on both Lance and Dylan. The charges were attempted murder and reckless endangerment.
Rick had gone armed with an illegal weapon. If he hadn't intended to use it, why would he have brought it to what was supposed to be a friendly, if unlawful, gathering?
Dylan was called to the witness stand. He described what had led up to the shooting and how it had nearly ended his life. He went on to tell about the therapy he'd undergone and how his injury had interfered with his swimming in the beginning.
Under cross examination, he had to admit that he was not the intended victim and that he had gone on to help win a state title in a relay race.
The court was recessed for lunch at noon and the boys went to a busy downtown restaurant. It was fun to eat out among the young business professionals who frequented the establishment.
Their waiter treated them well and was rewarded in the sizeable tip that they left for him.
When they got back to the trial, they found out that Rick had accepted a deal offered by the DA. He would plead guilty to firearms violation and assault with a deadly weapon for his attack on Lance. He would also plead guilty to reckless discharge of a firearm resulting in bodily injury to Dylan. In return, the State would drop the attempted murder charge. He was to appear before the judge in two weeks to receive his sentence.
Dylan thought that Rick had gotten off too lightly, but he also knew that a jury might acquit him of most of the charges in view of his "impaired" condition. As the boys were about to leave, Rick asked if he could speak to Dylan.
"Dude, I'm really sorry about hurting you. I didn't mean to."
"That may be, but you should have known better than to get that wasted." Dylan responded.
"I know. They've promised me treatment so that I can get clean and sober. I'm done with doing things that screw up my life. I hope you'll forgive me someday. I've talked to Lance too, but he doesn't want anything to do with me and I can't blame him. I would have killed him if you hadn't stepped into the line of fire."
"Whatever," Dylan said. "I hope you really HAVE learned your lesson."
Author's notes: Here's the list of people who have written to me since last posting: Lianne, Rutabaga, John McD, Mike DeW, Mark H, Bill K, Louis, Tom A, Jim We, Harry T, Jim C, Tony W, Karserus, Paul R, Ron S, Carroll, DN, Paul L, Rad, and Baruch.
Thanks to all of you! Your emails keep me motivated.
There are at least five conservatives who are planning to run for governor of Iowa and all are promising to have a constitutional amendment to ban same sex marriage. The battle has been won for the moment, but the war rages on. Ultimately we will prevail, but there may be rough times until then.
David