The Professor and Sean

The Professor and Sean, Part 42 by Scotty

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We all find treasure in the strangest places; it is the wonder of being alive.

Scotty

Thanks to the individuals who have emailed me to discuss the story. It is encouraging to hear from you. I try to answer all of you, but if you have to wait a a few days, it is because I just can't keep up with the emails.

Thanks again to all my faithful readers; there's more story to come in "The Professor and Sean".

The marked improvement in the punctuation and spelling, is the result of the intelligent and careful editing I have received from Wayne This competent guy is my beta reader and editor. I thank him here publicly. As Sean would say, "You're awesome!"

PLEASE NOTE: There has been a delay between the posting of Part 41 and Part 42. There were a number of problems that prevented a more timely posting. Those problems have been remedied and so posting should return in a more timely manner. Thank you for your patience.

The Professor and Sean, Part 42

(Sean narrates)

I was relieved when the office phone rang. It was Ry. He asked me to take Jerrod to our townhouse. He added that he would take care of rescheduling our makeup exams.

Jerrod sat in a chair, most of the time saying nothing. Occasionally he would start to cry and then sob. I sat next to him, put my arm around him, and tried to reassure him that everything would be okay. I told him that Ry would be home shortly after us, and he would tell us what was happening.

Jerrod was distraught, and no amount of reassurance seemed to change his state of mind. Finally, I just hugged him occasionally until he finally got himself together. I asked him if he was ready to go to our home and he said that he was.

We left Ry's office, but only after I was sure that the door was locked. We went out to the Rover and drove directly to the townhouse. After unlocking the townhouse door, I quickly disarmed the alarm. We went into the kitchen where I got us both a cold beer. I think Jerrod could have used something stronger, but I decided to keep him sober, at least for the moment. He hadn't been difficult to handle so far and I didn't want to agitate him anymore than was necessary.

I asked him if wanted anything to eat, but he told me that he was fine. Just then the phone rang again. I wondered why Ry would would call now.

I picked up the phone and said 'hello'. A strange voice asked if this was Sean Kelly? I said 'yes'. Then the voice continued,

"Look you faggot. Be careful what you tell the prosecutor tomorrow. If you say the wrong thing, your lover boy, the cocksucking Ryan Taylor, will breathe his last. And for you, queer boy, I could offer you the same."

Click! The line was dead. I stood there trembling. What was going on? I thought this was just a routine thing, that there wouldn't even be a need to testify in open court. I needed Ry; I wanted him to get home quickly.

"Sean, what's the matter. You're pale and shaking. Something awful has happened to Kevin. Tell me. I have a right to know. What has happened?" Jer demanded.

"Nothing has happened to Kevin. I just got a threatening call from someone whose voice I didn't recognize. He told me to be careful what I said to the prosecutors tomorrow, or Ry would breathe his last. He, he..."

"Fuck, Sean, he threatened Ry?" Jer asked.

"Yes, that's exactly what he did. I'm frightened, Jer. Ry will be here shortly and we will be able to figure out what we should do," I told Jer.

Jer said to me, "And I thought I had problems. I'm sorry that I have behaved like a wimp."

"Forget it," was all that I could manage, as we went into the living room to wait for Ry. I was very upset and could only think about that terrible night when I had been attacked and badly injured. Having Jer there gave me some reassurance that I would be safer, but still I longed for Ry to arrive.

"Jer, did Kevin just throw you out?" I asked.

"He just wanted me to leave. We stopped having sex about a month ago. All Kev would let me do is hug him and kiss him. Even our kisses were more like mother and son rather than lovers. He never told me exactly why, but he kept telling me that it had nothing to do with me. Sean, I don't know if I can keep this relationship going. At times I feel as if I am the older guy and he is a young, mixed up adolescent. It's fuckin' crazy. Just as I start to be comfortable and think that he really loves me, he does something stupid and frightening. He won't share his emotions with me, but I know he's constantly fighting demons.

I looked at Jer, but I realized suddenly that I didn't know what to say or do. This was a problem that I didn't understand, so I couldn't offer help. I finally told Jer,

"Look, Jer, Ry will know what to do, how to help you. Frankly, I don't know how. Your problem is something that is too complex for me to deal with intelligently. I want you to know that I sense your hurt and frustration at a situation that everyone had smoothed out. It now seems Kevin has gone off the deep end again."

"Yeah, that's what so scary, Sean. It's these sudden changes in personality. I've prayed a lot asking God to help me understand, but I guess He can't help me," Jer said.

Then I prayed silently, 'Dear God, please let Ry get home soon. I'm scared and so is Jer. We need Ry. Please Dear God. I try to be a good person and I don't ask You for much, so please help me now. I need my Ry.' I had just finished my prayer when I heard Ry unlocking the door. He rushed through the foyer, and into the living room and my arms. He held me tightly and kept whispering in my ear that everything would be all right.

Finally, I could relax a little because I knew that things were soon to be made right. I trusted Ry to solve all the problems.

--------------------------- (Ryan narrates)

I kissed my lover, and then as I was breaking our embrace, I spoke to Jer,

"Jer, this is very important so listen carefully. I promised Kev that I would get this message to you. He loves you."

"Then why did he treat me so badly? I don't understand," he told us.

"Look, Jer, this isn't simple. Kev is back using cocaine. He didn't want you to get involved with drugs. He didn't want you to get hurt more, so he decided to ask you to leave for your sake because he really loves you deeply. He is an emotional wreck. He wants to speak personally to you, but not until tomorrow or the next day. He's in rehab right this minute at McPherson Drug and Alcohol Rehab Center. I don't know when they will let him have visitors, so I don't know when he will be able to speak with you. I'm sorry, but that's really all that I know at the moment. Jer, he's safe and where he should be. Give him some time. Listen to what he has to say; think about it. Then decide what you want to do. Be sure that it's totally your decision."

"Ryan, what I don't understand is, doesn't he know I love him and that I want to help him through this tough time? That's what we do for people we love. I just don't understand," Jer said.

"Jer, there's much more to this than I have told you. You will have to wait and ask those kind of questions of Kevin."

"Yeah, I know that, I guess."

"Kevin gave me his keys to the apartment and his car. He wants you to live there and use his car.

He said that you know where the grocery money is kept and to use it freely. He also wants me to be sure that you have enough money to take care of your needs. I assured him that I would do that."

"Thanks, Ryan. You and Sean have been so good to me; I'll never be able to repay you."

Sean interjected, "But don't you understand, Jer. You don't owe us anything. We are your friends, and friends help each other. We love you, man. Be at peace with it all. Let us help if we can."

I had wandered over to the windows, and as I scanned the area, I noticed a man in the shadows in the parking lot. He was smoking and I noticed him when he dragged on his cigarette causing it to burn bright red. I went directly to the phone and dialed the police. When I began speaking, Sean came quickly to my side.

"Officer, I want to report a strange person in the parking lot outside our townhouse. It may be just coincidental, but I received a threatening phone call just a few minutes ago that told me to be careful what I told the prosecutor tomorrow, or I might breathe my last. Yes. Yes. Just a moment, please." Sean was pulling on my coat sleeve.

"Ry, I didn't want to interrupt you, but I got a call, too. And not only did he threaten you, but he also threatened me."

"Sorry for the interruption, Officer, but my partner also received a threatening call, just moments before I arrived home. Yes, this is Ryan Taylor. Oh, for heaven's sake, Peter Gordon. Your father is on the staff at State. He's in the mathematics department. Yes, I've met him a number times. You're married, right? And two children? Wonderful. Say, Peter, what can you do about this matter. What? Amazing. Thanks. Yes, we'll let you know. Will you get back to us with the results? Good. Okay. Thanks, Peter."

Sean and Jer stared at me with wonder in their eyes. I knew I had to tell them what was going on.

"Guys, don't go look, but when Sean was telling you about being friends I wandered over to the windows and I saw a man who looked as if he was watching the townhouse. I called the police to report it. Officer Gordon dispatched an unmarked car and two detectives here while I was talking to you, Sean. He recognized me and knows all about you and me. I know his dad as a colleague, and was aware of his son Peter. He hopes to have the undercover guys apprehend the man and find out what is going on."

We all stayed away from the windows and moved about the room as if nothing strange was happening. Sean played a few bits and pieces of music. Jer sat on the sofa and listened, and I moved about the kitchen preparing dinner. After what seemed hours, but in reality it was only a short time, the doorbell rang. We all jumped.

"I will get that," I quickly said as I moved to the entry. I looked out the peephole in the door, to see a police officer staring at the door. I quickly opened the door.

A tall, good looking and hunky police officer stood there. He smiled at me and introduced himself.

"I'm Officer Bill Kennett. We just apprehended a Gerald Bronson, the father of Carl and Dennis Bronson whom I suppose you know," he told me with a smile.

"Gerald Bronson, their father, but I never met him. Was he the one telephoning and threatening Sean and me?" By this time Sean and Jer were standing in the entryway with Officer Kennett and me.

"That's the whole story. He's in trouble now first, for threatening you two, and secondly, for stalking, and finally for tampering with a witness to a crime. It's sad, really, because he seems like a nice guy who just couldn't take anymore unhappiness in his life. He chose a stupid way to help his sons. I'm happy for you guys that he's out of the picture and you can tell your story without fear. The best to all of you. Good night, now."

There was a chorus of 'good-byes' as he left the foyer and I closed the door. Jer giggled a little and told us,

"He's a hottie! Man, he was one hunk. My oh my, just thinking of what he was hiding makes you drool," Jer said.

It was then that Jer remembered I was there too, and not just Sean. His face was almost purple with embarrassment. Sean was laughing loudly. I was smiling.

"Doctor Taylor, I mean Ryan, look, I forgot myself. I should not talk that way in front of you. I mean, jeez. I feel shitty about it all."

"I thought he was a hunk, too, and I wondered about what wasn't showing, too," Sean added.

There was silence. Then I laughed, too.

"He was a hunk, and yes, I did check out his package. I'd guess at least eight inches, right?"

Sean added quickly, "No, more than that, maybe close to nine."

Jer looked at both of us, then laughed and said, "I would have guessed at least ten." We all laughed as we moved to the kitchen to prepare dinner. It was good to see Jer in a better mood, and I was happy to have Sean with me again, safe and loving.

----------------------------------- DInner was an easy one: steak, baked potatoes, salad, and corn. There was ice cream and cookies, or cake for dessert. Our conversation dealt with the events of the day. I had called their professors on my cell phone and made arrangements for them to make up their finals after the last exam tomorrow. For Sean that would be eleven in the morning. For Jer it would be one in the afternoon. We discussed whether Jer should go home or stay wth us. It was decided that he would stay with us and sleep on the sofa. Jer didn't resist.

After dinner we all had work to do. Sean and Jer retired to the study to review material for their exams tomorrow. I needed to begin correcting exams from my two classes that day. I put on some soft mood music, and the townhouse became unusually quiet. I was surprised when I looked at the clock and discovered it was after midnight. I decided to check on the boys to see if they were ready for bed. When I went into the study, I found Sean reading at the desk, and Jer asleep in the leather chair. Sean looked up when I came into the room, and smiled at me. I opened my arms as an invitation to him. He rose and came to me and we embraced.

"You about ready for bed?" I asked.

Sean yawned and said, "I'm ready for bed, but not necessarily for sleep."

"You need to talk?"

"That, too," he said with a chuckle and a peck on my lips.

"We better wake up sleeping beauty over there and get him into bed. He's exhausted from lack of sleep and emotional fatigue. You want to do it, or would you rather I wake him?"

"You do it."

"Jer, wake up, buddy. Get to bed, you fell asleep in the chair. You're exhausted, I said I as shook Jer.

He struggled to awaken, but he was still groggy. He yawned and said,

"Sorry, didn't mean to drift off like that. I'm ready for bed. Thanks, guys, for having me stay over. I'll be okay now that I know Kevin is getting the help he needs. I'll spend Christmas with him at the Rehab Center. They will let me, won't they, Ry?"

"I suspect so, but I will call them in the morning and find out."

Sean had wandered out of the room and retrieved linens and we headed collectively to the living room, where we quickly pulled out the sofa bed, made it up. While we were doing that, Jer had removed all his clothes and stood there naked. As soon as we finished, he hugged us both, and slipped under the covers. I think he was asleep before we had shut off all the lights. I didn't think that was the time to remind him that he hadn't brushed his teeth.

Sean and I walked down the hall to our bedroom, hand in hand. I went into the bathroom to relieve myself and brush my teeth. When I came out of the bathroom, my lover had pulled down the bedclothes and was standing naked at the foot of the bed. I just stopped and looked at him. He was so deliciously handsome. Every physical aspect of my lover was perfect. To my surprise he was not hard. He smiled at me and said,

"Got to do my toilet things, too. Be back in a minute. I want to see all of you when I get back," he cooed as he went into the bathroom. I knew what that meant.

When he returned a couple of minutes later, I was naked and standing by the foot of the bed waiting for him. I had a hardon.

He walked directly to me, took me into his arms and kissed me hard and with passion. I gasped, but returned his kiss. We broke apart and I picked him up and brought him to our bed. I placed him on the bed and then climbed in beside him. I smiled broadly at him and asked,

"So what is it that you want to talk about?"

"Do you really want to talk now, Ry? I thought maybe after we made love, we could talk. Guess I was wrong," he said with the most wonderful dumbfounded look on his face. He didn't even smile at me.

"Well, you said it was important, and I try to do what you want me to do," I told him as I slowly moved my index finger around his right nipple. He looked sadly at me, and I wanted to laugh, but I held it in. As I lightly moved my fingers down his stomach quickly approaching his pubes and his very erect cock, I continued,

"There are other things I would rather do than talk, Baby, but I want you to be happy. That's all; I want you to be happy." I grabbed his erect cock in my hand and leaned in and kissed my lover on his pouty lips. His arms were quickly around my neck as he pulled me on to him.

Sean was breathless as he said to me, "Okay, I'll talk, but that's not what I want now. Please, Ry, make love to me now. I need you so much. Can we please talk later?

I rolled him onto his back and covered him with my body. Little did he know how much I wanted to make love to him. All I could think of was making him happy; giving him pleasure. As I thought about this, I began kissing him passionately, moving from his lips to his eyes, to his ears, his chin, his throat, his pits. He moaned in appreciation.

"I don't want to talk, Baby, I want you," I told him.

"Please, Lover, take me, please," he begged.

And from then on, no words were spoken, just groaning and whimpering, as I made love to my wonderful, gentle, loving Sean. When we reached the peak and our orgasms exploded, we were both certain of each other's love and commitment. From that moment on, there would never be a doubt. Or at least at that moment, that is surely what we thought.

We lay there together, my cock still in him. I tried to move, but he clasped me to him. With his eyes still closed, we softly whispered to me, "Ry, please don't take it out of me. I want to feel connected to you. Hon, I want no one other than you; you fulfill me."

And with that he began to use his ass muscles to their fullest, and although I didn't think it could happen so soon, my cock began to harden and increase in length and girth. I found myself licking his cum from his chest and sucking his nipples as my hands massaged his ass cheeks. I was very hard now and Sean knew it. Somehow he rolled us over and I found him sitting on my cock.

"I want to ride you until we both cum again, then we can talk," he told me with his famous giggle.

He began to lift his body up and then let it down. My cock was fully into him and his cock was now hard, too. I knew what I needed from him, so I told him,

"Baby, I need you in me, please. Make me cum by fucking me hard and long. I need you in me just as you needed me in you. I'm pleading with you, Baby, please fuck me."

Sean slowly lifted himself off my cock. Not saying a word, he pushed my legs back and quickly buried his face in my ass; licking and sucking and driving me crazy. His tongue found my hole and he began to fuck me with his pointed tongue. I was very hot, but I needed his cock.

"Now, Baby, now. Put it in me. Fuck me, Baby, please."

And he did.

--------------------------------- In the afterglow of our lovemaking, we lay next to each other, kissing softly. We continued this for a long time. Finally Sean spoke,

"The main thing I wanted to talk to you about is Jer. What about his Christmas? Shit, Ry, he'll be all alone. That sucks. Do you think we should invite him to come with us to Florida? I just feel crappy about leaving him alone, especially with Kev is such a mess. What do you think, Hon?" he asked.

I didn't answer immediately because I wanted to be careful about how I responded. Knowing my partner's loving heart and caring spirit, I didn't want to dampen that remarkable part of his personality. But I knew that there were certain things that we would not be able to change, to solve, or to correct. His eyes were focused on me. He had a questioning look on his face. I knew from that clue that it was time to answer.

"Well, Baby, I think we have to let Jer and Kev solve their own problem about Christmas. Jer has a family, too. And now with Kev's car, he can drive home. My guess is, though, that he will stay here and spend as much time as possible with Kevin. We can talk to him in the morning, but let's not change our plans just because Kev is an asshole. It seems to me, Baby, that we need to let the two of them spend some time together. After all, there is some time before we leave for Florida. We're going to have Christmas here together. If things look bad, we can always alter our plans a little and have Jer here for a small gift exchange and dinner. It's not what I would prefer, but I will do it for you. I love you, Sean," I told him.

"No, no, no!" he exclaimed. "We are not changing our plans for anyone unless there is a terrible emergency. I want our Christmas to be our own. We deserve it. I won't have it any other way. After we have our Christmas, then okay. Roger and Greg and Jer can come for a meal or something, but not our Christmas. I won't have it, Ryan, I won't," he nearly shouted at me.

"Baby, I want what will make you happy. Frankly, I don't want to change our Christmas plans either. I want to be with you and you alone. I want to love you without interruption. I want us to be able to express our love in anyway we choose, and I don't want anyone around to change that.

So, it's decided, Christmas is our day. Rog and Greg already know and want to have their Christmas alone, too. It might be nice to have our big Christmas dinner the next day with Rog and Greg and Jer, if he's interested. All I want for Christmas Day, is you," I told him as I drew him into my arms, kissing him on the lips and caressing his naked back.

He pulled away, smiled at me, kissed me quickly, and said,

"Fine, then it's settled!"

----------------------------------------- The next morning we had a chat with Jer. He was certain that he wanted to be with Kev on Christmas Day, and Christmas Eve if they would allow it. He said he might come to dinner the next day, that is if Kev didn't mind. He would let us know.

We all left for school, arriving well before any of the make-up exams had been scheduled. There was an email from Cathy asking to have Sean report to her office before makeup exams began. I wondered what could be so important that he had to report to her. Usually she would tell me and ask me to get the information to him. I was too busy with all the things I needed to get done before we could leave for Florida. I simply told him and he left. Jer sat in my office preparing for his exam. He seems in complete control and was not as emotional as he had been yesterday. I was correcting exams; the office was quiet.

"Dr. Taylor? May I interrupt you for a minute?" he asked and the silence was broken.

"Sure, Jer, what's the problem?" I asked.

"Oh, it's not a problem, sir. It's just, well, thank you so much for helping me. I know I was sort of a pain yesterday. And Sean, he needs my thanks, too. If it hadn't been for you two guys, I think I might have killed myself. That's how upset I was."

"Jer, you don't need to thank Sean or me. You are our friend. We help a friend; that's what life is about. We all need love in our lives and it shouldn't matter whom we love. What matters is that we allow love to grow, to sustain us, to improve the human condition. Sean and I really believe that, Jer. We have had to endure some difficult times. Why did this happen? It happened because we loved each other. Now you and Kev are having a difficult time, but from what I have seen of both of you I know that you love each other. That's what should be important."

Jer looked at me and I saw the beginning of tears in his eyes. But he maintained himself and smiled at me. He reached for my hand and held it firmly in his. I could feel the warmth of his hand and it radiated with love. I was profoundly moved.

"May I call you Ryan?" he asked.

"Of course, Jer. I told you that a long time ago."

"Ryan, if this question is too forward, or if you would rather not answer it, just tell me. What I want to know is: did Kev ever behave this way when you were his lover?"

Although I was a little shocked, I smiled and answered him,

"No, actually, that was before Kev took to drinking and drugs. When I was with him, he was just a sex fiend. I found that he had started fooling around with lots of guys because he didn't think I was enough for him. He wanted us both to play the field. I didn't want that, so, as you know, we split up. It took me years to get over him. Then, thank God, I met Sean and he has made my life happy. I love him completely, Jer. If anything happened to him, or if he left me, I know for certain that I would probably die from heartbreak and loneliness. I want you and Kevin to love each other that way, and you know, Jer, I think you do. It's just that you haven't taken the time to tell and show each other." I told him as tears glistening in our eyes.

"I have to give Kev another chance. I really do love him, Ryan. I love him so much that my guts hurt sometimes. There are times when I know he loves me like that, too. But then he does something that really hurts me, and I don't know what to do. He won't listen to me and he even threatens me. He has hit me, too. When he's like that, it's hard to love him. When he's at his worse, I hate him, Ryan, and that makes me ashamed and unhappy. Do you think he will ever be normal again?"

"I really believe that given time and the right treatment, he will be the Kevin I fell in love with so many years ago. He was such a wonderful person. He cared for me and loved me completely for quite a while. I know there is still a warm place in my heart for him, and he has told me the same. We just fell out of love because he was changing in a way I didn't like. We both suffered more than I realized. When he came to his senses, he knew he had stupidly let me go, and that he still loved me. But it was too late and so the drinking and the drug use started. Give him time, and for heaven's sake, Jer, keep loving him, and keep telling him and showing him that you do love him."

I glanced at the clock and noted that it was time for the first period for make-up exams and that Jer should be heading out to makeup the exam he had missed yesterday. He got up from his chair and walked over to the desk. I stood up and extended my hand to him. He walked around the desk and pulled me to him and gave me a giant hug.

"Thanks," was all he said as he quickly left the office, again with the glistening of tears in his eyes.

-------------------------- (Sean narrates)

I could tell by looking at Ry that he was a little mystified by the email from Cathy. I tried to look nonplused when he glanced at me. I was almost shaking in my proverbial boots, fearing that he might ask me if I knew anything about it. I would have had to tell him about the chair because I could not lie to Ry, nor could he lie to me. Thankfully, he didn't ask, and with a quiet sigh of relief, I kissed him quickly, and left to cross campus to Cathy's office.

As I walked across the quad, I reminisced about the happy days I had already spent here. I got a huge lump in my throat as I recalled the support of the whole school for me and for Ryan. After those terrible days, their love lifted us up and assured us that there is love in the world for everyone. It didn't matter if we were gay. It wouldn't have mattered if we were black, or Hispanic, or oriental, or Slavic, or fat, or handicapped. No one would have cared if we were Roman Catholic, or Jewish, or followers of the Koran. None of that was the leveler of this wonderful place. What shown so brightly that day, and which still echoed in my heart, was love. We were loved, as we loved each other.

My eyes were moist as I considered all the wonderful friends who helped us put our lives back together. There were so many and they all loved us without reserve. It had been an experience that few would know. For both Ry and me, it was an affirmation of the goodness in all people. The two who had hurt me were not bad people, rather they were unhappy people. Unfortunately for us and for them, they took the wrong way to make things better. They failed to remember that we had done them no harm. Soon they would pay a price for their hatred. It was sad. I realized that I was now at Cathy's office.

I stopped outside the door and adjusted myself, trying to make everything appropriate. Although I knew and loved Cathy, I felt that this was more a business meeting and that I had to behave like a gentlemen; mature and polite. Once I felt I had made all the adjustments that I could, I opened the door and entered the outer office. Cindy was sitting behind the desk working feverishly at the computer. She looked up from her work as I walked into the office.

"Hi, Sean. How's everything going?"

"Fine, thanks, Cindy. Dr. Taylor told me that Dr. Sorenson wished to see me," I said.

Cindy was chuckling, "It's a silly game we play, isn't it, Sean. Dr. Taylor and Dr. Sorenson. Really! They both love you, and they are Ry and Cathy, right?"

"Yes, they are, Cindy, but when I am not with them privately, for instance here at school, I always call them by their title and last name. At home if I called Ry, Dr. Taylor or Professor Taylor, I could pay with my life. He just won't have it. Cathy is the same way, but here it's different."

"Oh, I know that, Sean. I just think it's silly, that's all. Let me tell her you're here. Dr. Sorenson, Sean Kelly is here. Would you be able to see him? Yes, of course, Dr. Sorenson. Sean, go right in, she's ready to see you," she told me with a huge smile.

I stopped before the door of Cathy's private office and knocked.

"Come in, Sean, please."

I opened the door and walked into the nicely decorated office. Cathy was standing there smiling like the Cheshire cat. She swept across the space between us and grabbed me taking me into her arms and hugging me tightly. Then she kissed me on the lips. I was astonished.

"You wonderful, wonderful man. I can't begin to tell you how happy you made me, and I can't imagine how happy you will make Ryan with this amazing gift you are giving him. Again, Sean, you surprise me. Never in a million years would I have thought of this. Can you imagine how the staff of the English Department will respond? They will go crazy in the best way," she said.

"So, I guess Dan, my attorney, told you what I have decided to do."

"He certainly did, and Dr. Williams was so excited that he ran over to my office and had to speak with me immediately. He thinks you are a wonderful person who is filled with love. You are, you know. Are you going to tell Ryan, or are you going to wait until Convocation?"

"I wanted to tell him at Christmas. It's sort of a Christmas gift. But then, I thought, it might be better when everyone is here. I want his mom and dad here and my Aunt Emily. There are also number of friends and colleagues. Our attorneys asked to be invited. So I decided to wait. What do you think, Dr. Sorenson?"

"First of all, I think you should call me Cathy, or I will be angry. Secondly, I think you should probably wait until his parents and friends hear it for the first time. But, in reality, you have to make that decision. We won't say a word about here.

"There are others who will want to be there, too." she continued. "By the way, Dr. Williams is planning a reception after the Convocation for which the university system will pick up the tab. He wants to invite the Trustees of the University system, and all the other presidents of state colleges. There will be a huge group of dignitaries. And I am not supposed to tell you this, but the Governor, President of the Senate and the Speaker of the House are attending, too."

By now I was sitting in a chair. I was totally astounded. How could his little thing that I was doing for the man I loved be blown so out of proportion?

"Cathy, why is so much being made of this? It's really just about Ry and me."

"Look, my young friend, when anyone is kind enough to endow a chair with the amount of money you have given and with the promise that more will be coming, then the College, the University System, the Governor, the Trustees, all want to be a part of it. You do realize don't you that the entire faculty of State will be there. It is a Convocation. We're working on the program right now. Ryan will be seated with the English Department. Dr. Williams wants you to make the presentation.

We'll work on that later. Chin up, Sean. I know you will do it beautifully."

"Cathy, I don't think I can do it. I'll break down. Even in private, I know both of us would cry, but my God, Cathy, what about poor Ry. Do you think he will be able to take it all and not collapse? It scares me."

"Don't worry, this is a public event, and Ryan is a trained professional. I trust him to make it through. We'll work it all out. One last thing, Sean, we need a list of the people you want here that day; they will be honored guests and will sit in a special section. Is that okay?"

"Cathy, what about Dr. Fillimore and Greg. They won't be able to sit together will they?"

"Not likely, nor will Janet be able to sit with me, but they will understand when it is all over. We have to work on the invitation so that it indicates something special, but doesn't reveal the actual gift. Think about it and I will, too."

"Cathy, I will try, but right now I have to get to a makeup exam. I missed my exam yesterday as I am sure you know because Ry told you about what happened. It's a mess."

"Don't worry about it. Ry has taken care of the most important part of it. Just relax and enjoy the next weeks away from all this. Enjoy Florida; you both deserve it. Here, let's have a hug," she said with a wide smile on her face.

We hugged and Cathy even kissed my forehead. I quickly excused myself and headed to my exam. The exam period passed quickly and I was soon on my way back across the quad to Ry's office. When I arrived, the door was ajar. I could hear voices so I knocked at the door. I heard my lover's beautiful voice,

"Yes, who is it?"

"Just me," I said.

"Come in, Baby."

When I opened the door, I found Ry talking on the telephone. He seemed a little agitated, but I just sat and waited. I discovered that it isn't easy to figure out what's happening when you only hear one side of a conversation. Ry started to smile and motioned for me to close the door. I did that and locked it. Then as he continued to talk, he motioned me over to him. He reached out with his hand and stroked my crotch. I became instantly erect. He smiled. I rolled back his chair and sat on this lap, rubbing my ass against his hard cock. Just at that moment, he said 'goodbye' and hung up the phone.

"I'll tell you about the phone call later. Right now I want to kiss you, Baby." He pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the lips his tongue demanding that I let him into my mouth. I did.

"Ry, oh, Hon, I want you so bad. Can we go home and make love all the rest of the day. Please."

"Baby, I really shouldn't. I have so much to do," he said.

I again rubbed my ass against his cock as I kissed him with loads of tongue and rubbed his nipples through his dress shirt. He was groaning. I didn't stop; I wanted him home and in bed. I wanted to start our vacation that instant.

"You are a naughty boy, Sean. I love it. Let's get out of here and go home and make love the rest of the day, and if you are up to it maybe tomorrow, too."

"That's the man I married. I love you, Hon. Let's go."

Ry stuffed a number of papers into his brief case, pulled on his dress jacket, kissed me quickly, and together, hand-in-hand, we left our current troubles there, moving together toward a time of relaxation and peace.

When we reached the cars, it was quickly decided that we would take both of them home, but we were to go directly there. It was agreed there would be no stopping. I was amazed as I drove home alone how much I loved Ry. It was almost a newfound revelation. Love just increased, expanded. There would be room in our lives for others because our hearts would expand to take them in, and they in turn would increase the breadth of their love and take us into our hearts. When we had the children we both wanted, they would be embraced in our ever-expanding love. I quietly prayed that we would soon be a family.

We reached the townhouse, and hurried inside. After disarming the alarm, we fell into a torrid embrace. It was breathtaking and when we separated, we were both gasping for breath. After resetting the alarm, and as we moved to our bedroom, our clothing started flying. Ry had kicked off his loafers and I was struggling with my Vans. Ry was just ahead of me and when he was naked and his beautiful butt was all that I could see, my penis increased in hardness and I was producing a serious amount of precum. He stopped suddenly and turned to me. He was fully hard and his cock was standing out from his bush in all its beauty. I gasped. He smiled at me, came to me and pulled my naked body to his. We kissed deeply and massaged each other's body. Finally, Ry picked me up, my naked body tightly held against him. He continued to kiss me as he carried me to our bed. He placed me gently on the still unmade bed and climbed on me, pressing our engorged pricks together.

"I love you so much, Baby. I want you so much. You are mine and I don't ever want to leave you."

"Ry, I love you, too. Please make love to me.

And he did.

(To be continued)

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