Second Chance, Chapter 34
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Chapter 34
Rob's day with his mother and siblings (minus Gloria) had been great. He was still in awe over the turnabout that his mother had made in so short a time. She welcomed him without any sign of disapproval and she continued to dote on his son. That part was not hard to understand because Robbie was as perfect a baby as could be.
Rob's heart was beginning to soften, but he couldn't entirely get past his feelings of resentment that she hadn't stood up to his father on his behalf a year ago.
Sophia Mancini spared no expense or effort in serving a perfect Italian dinner for Rob and Blake. She had her cook preparing a couple of days in advance so that the spaghetti sauce, made according to an old family recipe, would have the required time to simmer slowly.
She drove across town to a bakery that made bread that tasted straight from Sardinia. She had never quite rivaled it despite her state-of-the art kitchen and thought it had something to do with the bakery's old brick oven.
For dessert, she made tiramisu from her grandmother's handwritten recipe.
When Blake showed up around 6:00, Rob greeted him at the door with a hug and kiss on the cheek. Had they been home, it might have been more demonstrative, but they wanted to strike a balance between not offending Rob's relatives and being true to themselves.
Rob was glowing with pride because his thoughtful boyfriend came bearing a bouquet of fresh flowers for the dinner table. He had done it with no prompting from Rob. That was the kind of gesture that his mother would especially appreciate.
Since it was about a half hour before dinner, Sophia poured a small glass of wine for the older guys, including Luc, and sat in the living room with them for a time of pleasant conversation. The younger boys (Nicky and Mickey) wanted to roughhouse with Blake who would have accommodated them, but their mother sent them outside to burn off some of their excess energy there. The girls were upstairs in the nursery playing with Robbie who loved the attention.
"Hey Babe, you're unusually quiet. Are you intimidated by my family?" Rob asked grinning.
"No, it was just a trying afternoon at swimming lessons. I don't know if I'll have a job there much longer."
"Are the kids that bratty?" Sophia asked. "I know some of the ones at our country club are regular little shits!"
"Mom!"
"Well, isn't it true? I have a teacher friend who says that's the correct educational term for them," she grinned.
"Yeah, but I'm surprised at your language."
"I made sure that it was only said in front of guys who are old enough to use it and whom I've heard use it -- Blake excepted."
"It wasn't the kids, Mrs. Mancini; it's this one mother who keeps hitting on me and hinting that she's going to complain to my boss when I won't flirt back. I'm polite and pleasant, but I'm not going to cheat." Blake blushed. "Her son, Reed, is pretty easy to work with and I think he's embarrassed by her behavior."
"Does she have other kids?"
"There's a daughter, Alyssa, I think."
"Hmm, she sounds like someone who used to belong to our club. Is she about 45 going on 20 with long bleach-blond hair?"
"As a matter of fact, that would describe her well," Blake chuckled.
"Is her name, Rita Fenton?
"Yeah!" Blake exclaimed amazed.
"She left the club I belong to after there was a scandal of sorts involving the tennis instructor. He was let go, but she couldn't squelch the rumors because she'd evidently been a little too chummy with the golf pro before that. Eventually the gossip drove her out. Don't worry about your job. I'll have a little word with Cliff."
"You know my supervisor?" Blake asked, again surprised.
Sophia nodded. "It's a small world; I went to school with him. He knows me well and he'll listen to me."
Dinner was an absolute success. Everything was delicious. Conversation was pleasant. The younger children were on their best behavior.
Rob could tell that his mother had gone out of her way to please Blake and him. This was the kind of meal that was made for special family occasions. When she served the dessert, Rob felt moisture forming in his eyes. It brought back memories that he'd forgotten he had. He could picture his grandmother making this from her mother's recipe that had been brought over from the old country. It wasn't something that was shared with outsiders. Blake had Sophia's seal of approval!
They stayed to visit for a while after dinner, but Robbie was getting cranky and needed to be put to bed in his own room. Luc was antsy to go too because he was staying over at Rob's place for a couple of nights. He didn't tell his mother that Garret would be there as well.
At the door, Sophia put her arms around Blake and Rob with Robbie between.
"It's been a good day and a great dinner. Thanks!" Rob said.
"I love you guys," she whispered.
"Mom, I..."
"I know, Son. It takes time to heal. Parents screw up sometimes. Remember that now that you're a child of your own."
"It has been an especially pleasant evening, Mrs. Mancini," Blake added. "You make me feel at home here."
"That was my goal. Now, I hope that you'll learn to call me, Sophia. You are always welcome in this home."
Rob felt tears forming in his eyes again and was glad that Robbie fussed a bit to distract everyone's attention.
Garret was on his way. Luc had called to say that they were leaving his house and would be at Rob's in a few minutes. Garret smiled as he thought about how happy his mother had been that he was staying over with "normal" kids on his swim team. He hoped that she wouldn't find out that he was hanging with a group of gay guys. He was going to play it straight until he got to college if possible.
He pulled up in front of the house as the other guys were getting out of their car. Luc ran over and hugged him in front of everyone.
"Dude! What will the neighbors think?" Garret said.
"If they happen to be looking out at this exact minute, they're gonna think that an out of town kid has come for spring break and his buddy is delighted to see him. You are excited, aren't you?" Luc grinned as he gave Garret's bulge a quick grope.
"Down boy!" Garret laughed. "You're as bad as Aaron. Have you seen him with that new kid? They're gonna start being called, Samnaaron' they're so close! You know, like that Ricknamy' in the `Zits' cartoon."
Luc giggled. "We could be `Lucngarret'. Unless you don't like having me get top billing."
"I don't care who's on top, as long as I GET you." Garret joked.
It seemed as if fatigue or spring fever had struck everyone in the household that night. Eric and Josh, who had been cuddling on the sofa in front of the TV in their boxers, yawned and excused themselves soon after they greeted the other guys. Garret and Luc followed their lead. Rob had put Robbie to bed and was urging Blake to call it a night too.
Spring fever must have been the cause because no one seemed terribly tired once they got behind closed doors. Rob and Blake stripped and tumbled into bed quickly.
"That was a lovely evening. You're mom treated us like royalty. I can't remember ever eating Italian food that was that good! She does love you, you know."
"I know and I care about her too, but like she said, it will take time for me to be able to express it. Now where you're concerned, I'd like to give you a little demonstration of how I feel about you."
Rob knew how to pleasure his lover and he didn't waste any time in showing it. Blake loved the attention that his cock was receiving, but he also wanted to take an active part. So, he turned around to suck on Rob while Rob was sucking him. It was awesome and neither guy lasted long despite his best efforts.
Josh and Eric had kept each other hard on the sofa in the den for nearly an hour before heading to bed. Their love-making that night took even less time than usual to complete. It wasn't a case of premature ejaculation, but one of edging. They barely had time to get undressed before it was "show-time".
Garret and Luc played for longer than the other couples because they didn't get to be together on a daily basis. Luc started by doing a striptease for Garret. He was cute and lithe and worked his body to the music he had brought. Although the volume was low, Eric and Josh heard it and suspected what might be going on.
Garret played along by stuffing a couple of dollar bills into the front of Luc's skimpy underwear. It was a thong that he'd asked Rob to buy for him because he was too embarrassed to purchase it himself. (He kept it well hidden lest the housekeeper or his mother find it.) Garret made sure to feel the merchandise when he "tipped" his private dancer.
Luc shuddered as Garret pulled the thong down to his knees and lovingly licked the juicy head as he pulled back the foreskin. Moments later, lust overrode Luc's senses and his hips moved back and forth in a blur. Garret would have smiled if he could. He was thoroughly enjoying the face-fucking he was receiving. With one more lunge, Luc began to unload.
To his credit, Luc didn't quit the moment he got relief. He invited Garret to put on a show for him. He helped his buddy out of his jeans and boxer briefs and replaced them with the thong he'd worn. Garret nearly came from the excitement of having Luc's intimate garment against his skin. He loved the feeling of the strap in the crack of his butt, especially knowing it had been in the same place on Luc!
Garret tried to be as graceful in his dance as Luc had been and was more or less successful. Luc was more aggressive in his role of "customer" than Luc had been. He "chewed" on the bulge as he slipped a dollar bill in the thin waistband. Moments later, he was licking the real article. He stopped long enough to tell Garret that he wanted his tonsils massaged -- hard!
Garret was afraid that he'd hurt Luc, but soon gave in to his desires. Luc made a humming noise that sounded sexy and helped stimulate as well. No one could hold out long with that.
After both had gotten off, they cuddled and kissed. Their desire bubbled up to white-hot passion again. This time Garret straddled Luc's head with his knees while turned in the position to lick and suck Luc's uncut cock. When Luc took Garret's boner in his mouth, Garret resisted the urge to hump like he wanted to, knowing that in this position he could harm his friend if he got too carried away with his hips.
Eventually, they turned on their sides, still nursing each other's cock. It took longer to reach a climax, but the sensations were worth the time spent. Luc came slightly ahead of Garret, but he didn't relax until they had both cum.
"You're two grades ahead of me. What am I gonna do when you graduate?"
"A cute guy like you will find plenty of playmates, Luc."
"I'm kinda getting attached to the one I have now. I know, I promised I wouldn't, but I wish you'd consider going to the University of Minnesota. We could maybe get together. Uh that is if you wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with a high school kid."
"God Luc, I'd never be ashamed of you! You're so good looking that you're almost beautiful. I hope you're not mad at me for saying it that way."
"You're beautiful too, Garret. You're sweet and kind and loving..."
They fell asleep with Luc's semi-hard nestled against Garret's ass.
On Thursday, Josh and Eric went over to the Mancini's so that Josh could do preliminary sketches for portraits of the younger children. He decided to bring the camera, knowing that Nicky and Mickey wouldn't want to sit very long. He would take lots of photos and do a few quick sketches in charcoal.
Eric helped keep the boys occupied by telling them stories so that they'd sit still. He made the tales up on the spot. The only problem was that Josh got a bit distracted too in hearing them. He had an idea that he wanted to run by Eric later.
When the boys were through with their first sitting, Josh took a short break before starting with Theresa. Sophia had food for them at the kitchen table. She excused Nicky and Mickey to play outside, but conversed with Josh and Eric a few minutes before it was time to sketch again. After Theresa was settled in the den for her sitting, Sophia continued to visit with Eric.
"You have a real way with kids. I hope that you'll have sons of your own someday."
"Thanks. I guess that we could adopt."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know that you couldn't have children. Please forgive me for bringing it up."
"Oh, it's not that I'm incapable or anything as far as I know. It's just that Josh and I won't be able to, uh, get pregnant," he blushed.
"Ah, you're like Rob and Blake. I had no idea! I'm still learning about this whole gay and lesbian thing. I've been guilty of stereotyping. I've always assumed that boys who like other boys are obvious in how they walk or talk or whatever. You'll have to be patient with me."
"You seem quite open and honest, Mrs. Mancini. If you don't mind my saying it, I have a feeling that you're learning quickly. By the way, Rob and Blake were raving about your dinner last night. Blake thinks that you're wonderful and wishes that his mother were like you."
"Please call me Sophia, Eric. I want you and Joshua to feel like family too. Blake is a great young man. If Rob were a girl, I'd want Blake to be hanging around my house as a prospective mate, so I have to feel the same way since Rob's not a girl and Blake obviously cares for him."
"See, I was right, Sophia. You do learn very quickly!"
On the way home, Josh was excited about something that had struck him when he was sketching the boys.
"Eric, you have to get on your laptop and write down the stories you were telling Nicky and Mickey. They're every bit as good as what's being touted as children's literature these days. Do it before you forget the details. You can always edit and expand them later. As you were telling them to the kids, I was picturing them in my head. I'm going to make a few quick sketches before those fade. Let's think about making a children's book with you writing and me illustrating. I'll bet Norm Hadley could put us in touch with a publisher. We know that we have a good lawyer in the family would could work out a contract if we got accepted."
"I think that's an awesome idea. I'll show the stories to Mr. Shackford and you can talk to Mr. Gilbert. Maybe we could set up an appointment with both of them together. That would save time and effort for everyone and we could all bounce ideas off of each other. I'm on this as soon as we get home!"
Author's notes: Thanks to all who wrote since last posting. These include: Bert, Gary McC, Tom A, Jim We, Jim C, Caleb, Rutabaga, Don H, Chea, Dan C, Paul R, Baruch, Bertrand, Karserus, Polar, Paul L, and John McD.
Sad news -- a local TV station just did a story on a nearby sunning and cruising spot. It won't be a safe place for some time to come because the bashers are saying nasty things on the stations website -- like hunting season is coming and mistaking a bare-assed guy with a white-tail deer. Shit happens!
David