This story contains descriptions of graphic sex between males. If that kind of thing does not appeal to you, stop reading now.
This story is pure fiction. If this resembles something that happened to you, it must have been an incredible experience. But it's simply a coincidence.
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-DJ
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The Inheritance Clause - 30
Everyone in the family room was quiet for a moment as they tried to find their bearings after their interactions with Dawson's parents. Dawson and Adam embraced while Helena reached out and rubbed Dawson's arm.
"Could I say something?" Joan said, trying to get everyone's attention.
Adam pulled back from Dawson. He looked at his mother apprehensively, not sure what she was going to say. Helena was still touching Dawson's arm as everyone looked at Joan.
"Dawson, I'm so proud of you," Joan said, "You kept your composure, even with the lies and the insults..."
Joan paused and took a deep breath.
"I know we've only just met," Joan continued, "But it's clear you and my son are in love. I'm honored that you have embraced me as part of your family. I'd like to return the kindness. If you and Adam are ok with it, It would make me very happy if you called me 'mom'."
Adam clenched his lips together tightly as he tried to hold himself back from crying. Dawson tilted his head with sympathy as he looked at Joan. He didn't check in with Adam because he already sensed how he felt.
"I'd love that..." Dawson said, "Mom..."
"Aww," the other women responded with encouragement.
Adam reached over and touched Dawson's back. Dawson moved toward Joan. They came together and embraced.
"Oh, honey," Joan exclaimed as she and Dawson hugged.
Krantz appeared in the doorway. He was removing his white gloves. Niven had already removed her headpiece.
"They are gone," Krantz said as Joan and Dawson were separating.
"Thank you, Krantz," Dawson said, "And Krantz? Niven?"
Dawson waited for them to look at him.
"Well done!" Dawson said, "You both played your parts so well."
The rest of the group expressed their agreement.
"And Cassie," Adam said, "Or should I call you Cassidy from now on? You were fabulous."
Cassie smiled as everyone chimed in with their comments.
"Please," she said, "Don't ever call me that again. I'd rather stick with Cassie."
The group laughed.
"Sirs?" Krantz said.
The boys looked at Krantz.
"While we were in here, security let the hair stylists in. They are setting up on the patio. If you'd like to change your clothes, they should be ready for you when you come down."
The boys nodded.
"Please, don't let us leaving stop you. Have a drink or something to nibble on..." Dawson said, "Abuelita, do you want something to drink?"
"Oh, we really should get back," Margherita said.
"Are you sure?" Joan said, "I was hoping we could get better acquainted."
Adam showed surprise on his face. He was impressed his mother was making such an effort.
"Well..." Rosa said as she looked at Margherita, then at Helena.
"It's settled," Joan took charge, "You boys go change... Get your haircuts and go off to the cabin. We'll hold things down here. Rosa, what do you want to drink?"
Joan started toward the bar. She stopped when she realized the boys hadn't moved.
"Go on..." Joan said as she shooed them with her hands.
The boys laughed. They went around and hugged everyone goodbye while Joan was taking drink orders. Niven put more of the hot appetizers onto the serving dishes and began bringing the tray around.
Krantz walked with the boys as they left everyone else in the family room.
"Everything is arranged," Krantz said, "Change your clothes and meet me outside. After your haircuts and shaves, Niven and I will see you off."
Dawson put his hand on Krantz's shoulder.
"Thank you, Krantz," Dawson said, "For everything."
The emotions of the encounter with his parents hit him and he began to tear up a bit at the thought of Krantz's terminal illness.
"Of course, sir," Krantz said.
He recognized that Dawson was on the verge of crying, so he turned and walked away before Dawson got too emotional.
Adam sensed something was going on. The boys started toward the stairs. Adam waited until Krantz was gone and he turned to Dawson.
"What was that?" Adam asked.
"What?" Dawson said as they rounded the landing halfway up the staircase.
"It looked like you were going to cry when you thanked Krantz," Adam said as he looked at Dawson for a reaction.
"Well, it has been an emotional day..." Dawson said casually as he continued up the stairs.
"Mmm," Adam eventually acknowledged after he thought about it.
The boys got to Dawson's room. Dawson and Adam turned to each other when they were finally alone. They embraced. Dawson sighed.
"Are you ok?" Adam asked, recalling when they first met.
Dawson hesitated. He decided he wasn't going to reply with the response he gave when they met because he truly was ok.
"You know what? I am. I am ok," Dawson said as he pulled back to look at Adam.
Adam was surprised.
"Are you ok?" Dawson asked Adam.
Adam smiled. He realized what Dawson was telling him. The boys could move on together from everything that had happened to them since the reading of the will.
"Yeah," Adam replied, "I am now."
The boys embraced again and simply held each other for a few moments. They separated and then exchanged a closed mouth kiss.
"Let's get going," Dawson said, "I can't wait to be alone at the cabin with you."
Adam smiled. He turned and passed through the bathroom to get to his bedroom. The boys changed out of their suits and put on more comfortable clothing. As Dawson was putting his shirt on, he called out to Adam.
"Oh, hey, Adam?" Dawson yelled so Adam could hear him.
Adam appeared in the doorway to Dawson's room. He had one untied sneaker on and was holding the other.
"What's wrong?" Adam said.
"Nothing's wrong," Dawson said, "I forgot to tell you. I asked Krantz to have a couple of the security guards drive the ATVs to the cabin. I want to do some exploring."
Adam came over to one of the couches and sat down.
"Cool, that will be fun," Adam said, slipping his foot into the other sneaker.
He tied his sneakers as Dawson checked his hair in the mirror.
"Oh, I almost forgot..." Adam said as he stood up.
"What?" Dawson said, turning his head to check his hair in the mirror.
"Jorge's notes..." Adam said as he passed behind Dawson.
Adam opened the safe and grabbed the canvas bag with the love notes from Jorge to Clayton. He went back into the bathroom where Dawson was still fussing with his hair.
"What are you doing? You're about to get a haircut... You're gorgeous, now c'mon," Adam said as he started for the door to the hallway.
"Alright," Dawson said in mock frustration and followed Adam.
Dawson grabbed his bucket hat on the way by. They held hands and made their way to the terrace. As they passed by the living room, they could hear lively conversation going on. They both smiled at each other. When they got to the terrace, Krantz was waiting for them.
"Krantz, can you make sure this gets onto the boat?" Adam said as he handed the canvas bag to Krantz.
Adam held onto the bag when Krantz reached out for it. He looked right into Krantz eyes until Krantz got a look of realization on his face.
"Ah, yes... of course, sir," Krantz said and nodded knowingly toward Adam.
Adam let go of the bag and tried to casually look toward the lake. Dawson sensed there was something going on, but he figured Adam would tell him when he was ready. Krantz then gestured for the boys to start walking.
"I've arranged for the stylists Mr. Jameson used. He thoroughly enjoyed his haircuts and shaves," Krantz said as they started toward the patio, "One thing I should tell you. They are both straight, happily married, and they each have several children."
The boys both chuckled with quizzical looks on their faces.
"Why did you tell us that?" Adam asked.
"Because they are identical twins," Krantz said, "and they are what your grandfather called 'beefcakes'."
"Seriously, Krantz," Adam started to say as they rounded the hedge row that separated the patio from the terrace, "I hardly think..."
He stopped talking when he saw the twins. Dawson and Adam stopped dead in their tracks as they looked at the brothers. They appeared to be in their mid-thirties and were at least 6'4". They had perfect, chiseled, clean shaven faces. Their hair was light brown and flawlessly styled. They both had adorable brown eyes with long eyelashes. Their chests were substantial and their arms were tanned and muscular. If you were sculpting the perfect man, this would most likely be the result. And there were two of them. They looked exactly alike.
"Hhhh," air escaped Dawson's mouth as he stared in awe at the two beautiful men in front of them.
Dawson swiped Adam's side with his hand to get his attention.
"Look at them," Dawson whispered, staring at the twins.
"I am," Adam whispered back not taking his eyes off of them either.
"Holy crap," Dawson said under his breath.
"Wow," Adam said quietly, "Way to go, Granddad..." he added.
"Ahem," Krantz cleared his throat. "This is Jeremy and Jason," Krantz said rather loudly, so the twins would hear him.
The twins looked up and saw the three of them standing there.
"Hi...," the twin on the left said as he raised his hand and waved, "Jeremy..."
"Jason..." the twin on the right said as he nodded and lifted his hand in a half wave.
Dawson swiped at Adam's side again when he heard them speak. They both had deep, sultry voices. They wore matching khaki casual pants and casual loafers. Their thighs looked like they were going to burst through their pants at any moment. And their dark blue polo shirts showed off their biceps as they moved. Adam and Dawson could feel their dicks plumping up at the sight of the two beautiful men.
"Mr. Jameson," Krantz said, putting his hand on Adam's shoulder, "How about you let Jeremy take care of you."
Jeremy flashed Adam a bright smile with perfect teeth.
"Ok," Adam managed to say as he watched Jeremy smile at him.
"Jason," Krantz said, "You can take care of Mr. Stewart."
"Wonderful," Jason said as he smiled and gestured for Dawson to come over.
"Sirs, please contact me when you're done," Krantz said and then started back to the house.
The twins had set up portable grooming chairs and a work table on the patio. The chairs were back-to-back, with enough room in between for the twins to maneuver. Jeremy turned the chairs so they were facing the same direction.
"Mr. Jameson, please have a seat," Jeremy said as he patted the arm of one of the chairs.
"Mr. Stewart?" Jason said as he gestured toward the other chair.
The boys moved slowly. They were enamored when they heard their names spoken with such a deep, sexy voice. They both took seats.
"I'll explain our process, so you can relax and enjoy the experience," Jeremy said.
Jason was preparing things on a table as Jeremy spoke. The boys were listening, but Dawson's focus was on Jeremy's lips. And Adam couldn't escape looking deep into Jeremy's eyes as he spoke. The boys both had full erections now.
"We'll discuss with you what style you want before we begin," Jeremy said, "We'll start with a hot steamed towel for your face and a scalp massage. After that, we'll give you a haircut customized to your preferences. We use warm, fresh spring water to style your hair as we cut it. We don't use any powders or hair dryers. We let your hair air dry during the shave."
Dawson and Adam were transfixed as Jeremy explained.
"We give a traditional shave. We start with a facial massage using pre-shave oil," Jeremy continued, "Followed by another hot steamed towel. Then we'll apply shaving soap and shave you with a straight edge razor. We'll then shave you again, with a second application of the shaving soap. We'll finish the shave with a facial massage using shave lotion. After we sit you back up, we'll give you a neck massage before we send you on your way."
Jason had finished preparing and was standing next to Jeremy when he was done explaining.
"All of our clients end up falling asleep during some part of their experience," Jason said, "So don't be surprised if you nod off."
"And sometimes... our clients will feel... extra stimulated..." Jeremy said and then paused and smiled, "It's nothing to be embarrassed about."
The boys looked at each other with confusion.
"You might get turned on," Jeremy explained.
"Ah..." said Dawson as he tried to subtly move his arm so his elbow was covering his boner.
Adam tried to adjust his sitting position to hide his hardon, too. It was obvious to Jeremy and Jason that Adam and Dawson were already 'extra stimulated'.
"Any questions?" Jason asked as he knowingly smiled at the boys.
"Nope," Adam managed to say, holding back a smile.
"Great," Jason said, "Let's get started."
Jeremy grabbed the arm of Adam's chair. Jason took hold of Dawson's chair by the arm. They swiveled them slowly so the boys were back-to-back. The twins crouched down so they were eye level with their clients. They each began a discussion about what type of hair style they wanted. Because of the positioning and the soft voices the twins were using, Adam could only hear his conversation with Jeremy. The same was true for Dawson. And if their cocks weren't hard enough, the sultry voices of the twins removed any doubt in the minds of the boys about how turned on they were.
Each twin spread an apron over their client and cinched it in the back. Adam closed his eyes as Jeremy raised the height of the chair and leaned it back. He could hear the sounds of the lake and the subtle movements that Jeremy was making. After Jeremy placed the hot steamed towel on Adam's face, Adam's breathing slowed and his body relaxed. Jeremy had just begun to massage his scalp when Adam drifted off to sleep.
For Dawson, he relaxed as soon as the chair went back. The hot steam towel on his face caused the emotional day to fall away and he nodded off.
Both boys slowly awoke around the same time. Their erections were still at full mast even though they had napped. Dawson could hear the snip-snip of scissors gently trimming his hair. As Jason got closer to the front of his head, Dawson's facial muscles tensed up. He didn't want to change his hair in the front. He wanted Adam to be able to continue to style it for him.
"Relax," Jason said softly with his deep voice, "I'll make sure it's the way you want."
Dawson felt at ease when he heard Jason's voice. His face relaxed again.
The twins finished cutting the boys' hair at almost the same time. When Jeremy came near Adam's face with his hands slicked up from the pre-shave oil, he could smell citrus and almonds. Jeremy's strong hands gently began massaging the oil into Adam's face. Adam felt like he sank even further into the chair with how relaxed it made him feel. He could feel his penis pulse its hardness from the combination of the gentle facial massage and the scent of the lotion.
Dawson had the same sensations, feeling his hard cock flex with hardness in his pants. When Jason finished massaging his face, Dawson's focus was on his rock hard erection. Plus, he felt like he could hear everything... the birds, the wind in the trees, the subtle movement of the fabric of Jason's shirt... every little sound. When Jason placed the second hot steamed towel on his face, Dawson slowly nodded off again. Adam drifted off when Jeremy put the second heated towel on his face, too.
Dawson slowly woke to the sensation of Jason using soft bristles to gently apply shaving soap to his face. The light scent of coconut filled his nostrils. The warm soap enveloped Dawson's face and his skin felt like every pore was being stimulated. His erection hadn't dissipated. He started to think about having sex with Adam in the cabin.
Adam dozed until the first stroke of the razor against the underside of his neck. The swipe of the blade removed the warm soap and his skin cooled when it was exposed to the air, stirring Adam awake. With his eyes still closed, Adam followed the methodical rhythm of the razor each time Jeremy stroked the blade across his skin. His dick was still hard. Adam began to imagine that every swipe of the blade against his skin was his cock thrusting purposefully into Dawson while they made love in the cabin.
Dawson thought the second round of shaving was even better than the first. The skin on his face had never been so stimulated. His dick never felt so hard.
While the twins were applying the shaving lotion, Adam began to wonder how long they had been in the chairs. It seemed so short, but also like they were there for days.
When the twins were finished with the shave, they both crouched down behind the boys and brought their mouths close to their ears.
"I'm going to sit you up now," Jeremy said in his sultry voice to Adam.
Jason said the same to Dawson and the twins sat the boys up. The boys were still back-to-back, so they couldn't see each other. Adam still had a full hardon. Dawson was hard, too. The twins began to gently massage the boys' necks.
"Uggghhh," Adam heard Dawson softly groan as Jason worked his neck.
Adam smiled to himself. He thought it was funny that Dawson couldn't control himself.
"Ohhh," Adam sighed suddenly as Jeremy hit a tense muscle and began to work out the knot.
Adam now understood why Dawson groaned. The twins gently massaged the boys for a while and tapered off their neck massages at the same time. Jason patted Dawson on the shoulder as he reached for the table to pick up two hand mirrors. He gave one to Jeremy. Jason and Jeremy held up the mirrors for the boys so they could see the results.
Dawson looked at the shaving job Jason did as he checked out his reflection, turning left and right. He smiled. He looked at his hair as he lightly touched his bangs, which stood up on the front of his head.
"I'm going to leave some of the gel I used. I think it's better than what you've been using," Jason said.
"Thanks," Dawson said, "I love it."
Adam was also looking at his reflection in his hand-held mirror and smiling at the result.
"This looks great," Adam said with enthusiasm.
As the boys were checking out how well the twins had done with their haircuts, their erections slowly went down.
"Let's turn you two around so you can see each other," Jeremy said as he took back the hand mirror from Adam.
Jason took the hand mirror from Dawson. The twins removed the boys' aprons. They turned the chairs around so the boys were facing each other. Adam looked pretty much the same, although the polished look of his haircut and shave somehow made him look more handsome.
Dawson, however, looked different. His hair was basically the same. But he told Jason he wanted a goatee. He liked the way it looked on Mateo, so he thought he'd try it. Dawson hadn't shaved himself in a couple days, so there was enough facial hair for him to present a nicely defined goatee.
"Oh my god!" Adam exclaimed when he saw Dawson's goatee.
Dawson was wincing with uncertainty.
"What do you think?" Dawson said.
"Wow," Adam said, "I think I like it," he added as he looked at Dawson's goatee.
"Yeah?" Dawson asked.
"Oh, yeah," Adam said with a smile, "you look so sexy."
Dawson smiled. The boys' erections had dissipated, so they had no qualms about standing up. They came toward each other. They placed their hands on each other's cheeks to feel the newly shaved skin. They kissed gently, while still holding each other's cheeks. After a few moments, they broke the kiss. Adam realized that Jason and Jeremy were still there.
"Sorry," Adam said.
"No need to apologize," Jason said as he continued to pack his things up, "Our wives do the same thing to us when we get home after we get a trim and a shave."
"That's why we have so many kids," Jeremy said and then winked at the boys.
The boys chuckled as they held each other. Dawson reached for his communicator and let Krantz know they were done. Adam kept reaching up to touch Dawson's face.
"Thank you," Dawson said to the twins as he touched his own cheek, "that was an amazing experience."
"Yes, thank you," Adam said, "Before you leave, talk to Krantz about setting up regular visits for us."
"Thanks, we will," Jason said.
Dawson and Adam put their arms around each other's waists and started to head toward the lake.
"That was exhilarating," Dawson said when they were out of earshot from the twins.
"I know," Adam agreed as he pulled Dawson a little bit closer, "I feel so alive."
Adam turned to look at Dawson. Dawson sensed it and turned to look at Adam. Adam smiled.
"What?" Dawson said with a slight chuckle.
"I couldn't help getting hard," Adam admitted, "It was so erotic."
"Hmmm," Dawson replied in a playful tone, "So, Jeremy got you all horned up?"
"No...", Adam tried to deny it, "I was thinking about what I want to do with you when we get to the cabin."
"Really?" Dawson said playfully, "What were you thinking?" he added in a lilting voice.
"I'll show you when we get there," Adam said with a devilish grin.
"Mmm," Dawson acknowledged with a smile.
Dawson squeezed Adam's side with his hand.
As they approached the dock, Niven and Krantz appeared several yards behind them. When the boys got to the boat, Adam saw a captain's cap sitting on the pilot's seat.
"I asked Krantz to pick one up for you, Captain," Dawson said with a smile.
Adam smiled. He went on board, grabbed the cap, and put it on.
"How do I look?" Adam said to Dawson.
"Like you just got your pilot's license," Dawson joked.
Adam smiled. Niven and Krantz approached.
"Let's see the haircuts..." Niven said in a matronly tone.
Adam removed his cap. The boys turned and looked at her.
"Very nice," Niven said. "The beard suits you," Niven said to Dawson.
Dawson smiled. Adam put his captain's cap back on. Dawson lazily placed the bucket hat on his head.
"I put that bag you gave me onto the boat, sir," Krantz said to Adam.
"You did?" Adam said with confusion, "I didn't see it."
"It's in the storage bin, sir," Krantz said, "I didn't want it to get wet."
"Ah," Adam said and then he immediately started toward the boat. Dawson waited until Adam was on the boat and his back was to him.
"Everything arranged?" Dawson whispered to Krantz.
"It's taken care of, sir" Krantz replied in a half voice, "Everything will be done before you return on Sunday."
"I found it," Adam called from the boat.
Adam came back onto the dock. Dawson nodded at Krantz. He turned toward Adam and sighed.
"Ready?" Dawson asked Adam.
"So ready..." Adam said.
"You have your communicators?" Krantz asked.
"Right here," Dawson said as he patted his pants pocket.
"Yup," replied Adam.
"We just got an update that they are still holding your father," Krantz said to Adam with a serious tone, "He's undergoing psychiatric evaluation."
Adam looked toward the ground. Dawson gently rubbed Adam's back.
"In any case, MacDonald has beefed up security around Rosemary's Point. The security team should remain out of sight, but they are there, keeping you safe," Krantz said.
The boys nodded.
"And for heaven's sake," Niven said, "Turn off your phones."
"We will," Adam said, "We'll see you Sunday."
Adam turned and started for one of the mooring lines. Dawson's eyes lingered on Krantz.
"Oh, Krantz..." Dawson said, "Make sure you give Jeremy and Jason generous tips. And ask them to put us on a regular schedule."
"Yes, sir," Krantz said.
"See you Sunday," Dawson said to both of them.
Niven pursed her lips. Krantz nodded. Dawson went to help Adam. They unmoored the boat and began to pull away. The boys looked back and waved. Niven and Krantz waved back. The boys turned away as Adam opened the throttle and the boat sped off. Niven and Krantz stood there watching them for a few moments.
"Neither one suspects the other has a surprise planned for them, do they?" Niven asked.
"No," Krantz replied.
"How romantic..." Niven said and then she sighed.
They both turned and began to head back to the house in silence. They reached the garden when Niven spoke.
"So, when do you plan on telling me?" Niven said.
"Tell you what?" Krantz said, looking at the ground as they walked together.
"Oh, stop it, Norman," Niven said, "How long have we known each other?"
"Too long," Krantz said, jokingly.
Niven stopped walking. She put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips. Krantz stopped and looked at her.
"Don't look at me like that, Alice," Krantz said.
"You've been preoccupied and you're forgetting things. I've seen you struggle when you reach for things or when you bend over. And you've lost your stamina. The cancer is back, isn't it," Niven said sympathetically.
Krantz sighed as he looked at the ground. He looked up at Niven.
"Yes, and the prognosis is not good," Krantz said while looking at Niven for her reaction.
"Oh, Norman," Niven said.
She didn't move, but her eyes started to water.
"When will you tell the boys?" Niven asked.
"Dawson already knows," Krantz said, "He figured it out."
"Of course, he did," Niven said as she smiled slightly, thinking about how perceptive Dawson was.
"He's going to tell Adam before they return," Krantz said.
Krantz stood up taller, trying to shake off the sadness. He cleared his throat. Niven moved toward Krantz. She snaked her arm under Krantz's, as a sign of solidarity.
"C'mon," Niven said, "I'll make you some tea. We have a lot to do before the boys return."
The two of them walked slowly, arm in arm, back up to the house.
Adam was piloting the pontoon boat at a moderate pace, so the boys didn't need to worry about their hats flying off. Adam was leaning forward in his seat, in anticipation of finally getting to Rosemary's Point. Dawson was standing next to him. He was holding onto the metal frame of the canopy above him with his right hand. His left hand was holding Adam's shoulder. He was also leaning forward, eager to reach the cabin. Every few minutes, Dawson would squeeze Adam's shoulder. The boys would look at each other and smile. Then they would go back to looking forward.
The haircut and shave experience seemed to awaken all of their senses. The air smelled crisper. The sounds around them seemed more distinct. The wind breezing across their faces made them feel invigorated. And they were both very horny.
It was getting to be late afternoon when the boys first spotted the cabin off in the distance. Adam maintained the boat's pace until they got closer, then he slowed down as they approached the pier. The boys worked together to moor the boat to the dock. Adam grabbed the canvas bag containing the love notes. Adam started toward the cabin, with Dawson close behind him. Without warning, Dawson put his hands on Adam's shoulders and jumped up on Adam's back.
"Giddyap!" Dawson said as he laughed.
Adam laughed in response as he struggled to keep Dawson up. He held the bag up and Dawson grabbed the handle, letting it hang down in front of Adam. Adam gripped Dawson's legs, boosted him up further on his back, and managed to balance himself. Adam began to laugh as he strode toward the cabin with a horse's trot as Dawson hung on, laughing. They laughed and giggled as they made the short trek to the cabin. When they got to the porch, Adam leaned slightly back. He let go and Dawson slipped off his back. Dawson and Adam were giggling as they opened the cabin door. Dawson put the bag onto one of the chairs and then snatched Adam's hat from his head. He hung it, along with the bucket hat, on the wooden pegs near the door. The boys saw the clause D boxes and a couple cardboard document boxes in the corner.
Dawson went into the pantry to check out the supplies. In the ice box, Dawson saw filet mignons, chicken, pork chops, milk, juice, eggs, some cheeses, and some fresh fruits and vegetables. There were cans and boxes of all kinds of staples, a number of spices and marinades, and some crackers, rolls, and breads. There were several bottles of wine. They each had a note hanging off of them. Dawson read one.
'Pair with the pork chops,' the note said.
Dawson chuckled.
Adam went into the bedroom and looked around. The bed was made. There were blankets in the fireplace blanket warmers. And there were extra blankets and pillows on the couch at the foot of the bed. The closet had clothes for both boys. He opened the drawer of the side table. There were three different brands of lube. Adam smiled as he realized Krantz wasn't sure what kind to get. Just then, Adam heard Dawson come out of the kitchen. Adam came out of the bedroom and they stood near the fireplace. There was kindling set up to start a fire and more wood to feed it stacked in the wood bin.
"I was checking out the kitchen. Niven and Krantz set us up to be out here for a solid week or so before we need more supplies," Dawson said as he came toward Adam.
The boys moved in and held each other low at the waist. Dawson came in and kissed Adam sensually. They kissed for a few moments and pulled their bodies closer. Their packages pressed together as they slowly explored each other's mouths with their tongues. Dawson was already hard. Adam was starting to get an erection. Adam gently broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Dawson's.
"I don't know why I'm so nervous," Adam said softly.
"Because you want our first time to be perfect," Dawson replied.
"Mmm," Adam uttered as he kept looking down.
"Let's not force things... Let's take our time, get settled in, relax, have some dinner, drink some wine, and just let things happen naturally, ok?" Dawson said.
Adam nodded without saying anything. He separated from Dawson and started toward the kitchen.
"I'm going to open some wine," Adam said, "Want to look in that cabinet and find a game?"
"Sure," Dawson said.
He passed by the canvas bag on the chair. Dawson noticed when he was carrying it, that it felt heavier than he expected Jorge's love notes to be. He suspected that Krantz had put something that Adam was hiding in the bag. But he resisted the temptation to look. He went over to the cabinet and opened it. He found a bunch of games. He also saw some playing cards and an Uno deck.
"How about Uno?" Dawson asked loudly so Adam could hear.
"Pop!" the faint sound of a wine bottle opening came from the kitchen.
"That's perfect," Adam said as he appeared carrying a plate and a sharp knife, "That's sufficiently mindless enough. My head is fried. I feel like we've been confronted with one drama after another. Like... no one would believe it if you made this story up."
"Mmm," Dawson agreed.
Adam put the plate and knife down on the table. The plate had a bunch of grapes, a small block of cheese, and some crackers on it. Adam went back into the kitchen. Dawson slipped off his shoes and put them next to the cabinet. He crossed his legs when he sat down on the floor at the round coffee table. He started shuffling the cards. Adam came back out with two glasses of white wine. He put the glasses on the table. Adam slipped his shoes off. He crossed his legs and sat across from Dawson. Dawson picked up his wine glass and held it up. Adam picked up his glass.
"To Rosemary's Point," Dawson said softly.
"To Rosemary's Point," Adam repeated.
They both sipped their wine.
"Mmm," Dawson hummed and it echoed in the glass, "This is delicious," he added when he finished sipping.
"Mmm," Adam acknowledged as he put his glass down.
Dawson dealt the cards and they began playing. Dawson cut a piece of cheese off the block and tasted it. After a couple turns, Dawson spoke.
"Should we be worried about your mom?" Dawson asked, "She didn't seem to react much to what your father did this morning."
"Nah..." Adam replied, "She keeps most things bottled up. It's a learned behavior in response to the way my dad has always been."
The boys kept playing as they talked.
"She never wanted to give him something to react to," Adam continued explaining, "I was kind of surprised with how open she was with her feelings today. Maybe she's finally able to be herself."
"Mmm," Dawson replied.
"Ha! Draw four," Adam said as he placed the card down.
"Damn," Dawson said as he drew the cards.
Adam popped a grape into his mouth.
"I'm not worried about her," Adam said as he chewed, "She'll be fine. She has her new business to focus on."
Dawson had amassed a number of cards and was trying to rearrange them. He looked over and saw that Adam had half as many.
"Tsk," Dawson made a sound of disappointment with how he was doing in the game.
"Don't worry," Adam said, "you can still win... if you play your cards right..."
"Ugh! You and your ridiculous puns..." Dawson complained.
"Heh... heh..." Adam laughed at himself.
Dawson rolled his eyes. They played a few more turns.
"You know," Adam said, "I was thinking about it when Jeremy was cutting my hair..."
"What?" Dawson said, "How hot he was?"
"No..." Adam quickly responded defensively.
"They were pretty hot, though..." Dawson said as he played a draw two card.
Dawson put his cards face down on the table and cut another piece of cheese. He took a cracker.
"Ugh," Adam said in response to having to draw two cards, "No, I was thinking about Cassie. I was only Cassie's fake boyfriend for all of about 5 seconds, but I think she's awesome. Does she date?"
Dawson was holding the cheese and cracker in the air.
"Yeah," Dawson said, "But she doesn't go on many second dates. Cassie needs to find someone who likes her bad taste in horror movies and her atrocious eating habits," Dawson said.
"How does she stay so thin?" Adam asked.
"No idea..." Dawson replied, "Cover your cards."
Dawson popped the cheese and cracker into his mouth. He slid all his cards together and held them in his hand. Adam covered his cards against his chest. Dawson got up while he was chewing and went into the kitchen. Adam took a sip of his wine. Dawson came back with a couple napkins and put them on the table.
"I'm going to light one of the lamps," Dawson said, "It's starting to get a bit dark in here."
"Matches are right there," Adam said as he pointed up toward the mantel.
Dawson grabbed a match and retrieved one of the lamps. Adam cut a piece of cheese and took a bite. Dawson went over to the table along the wall with three fat, slow-burning candles sitting on it. He struck the match and lit the three candles. Then he lit the lamp. He blew out the match, carried the lamp back to the coffee table, and tossed the smoldering match into the kindling setup in the fireplace.
When Dawson sat down again, he extended his legs under the coffee table. His sock-covered feet gently pressed against Adam's legs. Dawson took a sip of his wine. Adam took a grape off of the bunch. Dawson unfolded his cards in his hand.
"Is it my turn?" Dawson said as he looked at the discard pile.
"Yeah," Adam said after swallowing the grape he ate.
Adam slid his free hand under the table and began to gently caress Dawson's foot. They played several turns in silence.
"If you're trying to distract me by rubbing my foot, it's not gonna work," Dawson said as he played a card.
"Huh?" Adam said, "I thought you were trying to distract me by putting your foot in my lap."
Adam laid his cards face down on the table. He then picked one up and played it. He moved his other hand under the table. He began massaging Dawson's foot with both hands. He liked the feel of Dawson's foot as he massaged it through the cotton fabric of his sock.
"Mmm, that feels nice," Dawson said, "but it's not gonna work."
Dawson played a card.
"What?" Adam said with a grin, "I'm just giving my boyfriend a foot rub. Is that a crime?"
Adam brought one hand above the table. He picked up one of his cards and looked at it. He put it back down, picked up another one, and played it.
"No, but it is suspicious," Dawson said, "You have ulterior motives."
"No, I don't," Adam said with an innocent face.
Dawson played a card.
"Yes, you do," Dawson said, "And it's not gonna work."
"Uno!" Adam declared with a grin as he played one of his last two cards.
"What?" Dawson said as he looked over and saw Adam only had one card left.
Adam brought his hand back under the table and started massaging with both hands toward Dawson's ankle. His fingers left the fabric of Dawson's sock and began to gently caress Dawson's calf. Dawson clenched his jaw. He slowly moved his foot, placing it squarely on Adam's crotch. Dawson pressed gently and realized Adam was hard.
"Hhhh," Adam sighed with surprise and delight.
"Distracted?" Dawson said playfully.
"No," Adam said half-heartedly.
Dawson pressed and rubbed his foot against Adam's hard penis. Adam's eyes closed. His hands, massaging Dawsons's calf, started moving slower. Adam heard Dawson play a card.
"Your move, babe," Dawson said seductively as he flexed his toes against Adam's hardon.
Adam opened his eyes. Dawson kept rubbing Adam's cock with his foot. Adam looked at the face up card. Then he looked into Dawson's eyes. Adam gently gripped Dawson's foot with one hand. He pulled his other hand out from under the table. He flipped his card over, showing Dawson that he had won. He placed it on the discard pile in triumph.
Adam didn't say anything. He simply closed his eyes and moved his free hand back under the table. With both hands, he pressed Dawson's foot into his hard cock and began rubbing it up and down.
"Ohhh," Adam sighed softly.
"Damn," Dawson said in a seductive voice, "You are so sexy."
Adam opened his eyes. His mouth was slightly opened as he enjoyed Dawson's foot pressing against him.
"I don't think I'm nervous anymore," Adam said quietly.
The boys simply looked at each other.
"Right here in front of the fire..." Dawson said softly, "That's how I imagined it."
"Me too," Adam said with a grin.
Dawson didn't hesitate.
"I'll light the fire..." Dawson said with excitement in his voice.
"I'll get some blankets..." Adam replied eagerly.
Then they both started to move with an unspoken urgency. Adam let go of Dawson's foot. Dawson pulled his legs back. They both got up. Dawson opened the flue and reached for a match. Adam pulled the coffee table away from the fireplace. Dawson got on his hands and knees. Adam took a generous sip of his wine and then went into the bedroom. He emerged with a pillow and a couple of blankets. Dawson was gently blowing on the kindling where he lit it. Adam laid out the blankets and tossed the pillow on the floor. Dawson stood up as the fire began to catch. He put the screen in front of the fire. The boys stood looking at each other.
"Look what Krantz left us," Adam said as he smiled.
Adam held up the three different lubricants. The boys both chuckled. Dawson reached out and took one. Adam tossed the other two onto the couch.
"Can you grab a towel?" Dawson asked.
Adam raised his finger in acknowledgement and went into the bedroom. Dawson dropped the lube he chose on the floor, near the pillow. He took a swig of his wine. Adam came back with a towel. Dawson took it and dropped it next to the lube. The boys looked at each other for a moment or two and then they suddenly leapt at each other and began to kiss with intense passion.
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The Inheritance Clause - 30
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