Twenty Years Later
Chapter 2
Mac packed as quickly as he could, checked out of the motel, and drove over to Arlen's house. Arlen had two good sized suitcases packed and ready to go. While Mac loaded them into the trunk of his car, Arlen secured his house, and they started out on their journey; the journey of a lifetime.
The trip should have taken two nights and three days on the road, but it took twice that. The two men would get so horny that they would stop in mid-afternoon, check into a motel, and stay until the following morning.
While driving, they would expose themselves, and whichever one of them was the passenger, would go down on the driver. Of course, the driver would then slow way down, and that would delay the trip even more. They didn't cum every time they were intimate, but they came more times than either of them could have dreamed. The two men, in their very early forties, could not believe they had it in them.
One night, as they were basking in the afterglow, in some motel along the way, Arlen asked Mac, "How did you keep yourself in control, spending two nights in a motel with that handsome son of yours?"
"I told you. I never had a carnal thought concerning a man, until I laid eyes on you again, I swear. When I saw you, I couldn't believe how much I loved you, and wanted to make love with you."
"Well," Arlen said. "I sure would have come on to him. Don't get upset. I'm just stating a fact. It's you I love. It's you who is making me so happy."
"I'm not upset. Ari is an adult. He can sleep with anyone he wants to, including you. All the same, I'm glad he's getting together with Larry. I really like the boy."
Just then Mac's cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was Ari.
"Speak of the devil," he said to Arlen. He picked up the phone, and said jokingly, "No you can't have an advance on your allowance."
Ari laughed at his father's bad joke. "I don't want to speak to you anyway," he said. "I need to speak to Arlen.
"Hold on." Mac handed the phone to Arlen. "Ari wants to speak to you. I think he wants you to switch partners. You're way cooler than I am."
"Arlen took the phone from Mac. "Hi sonny, what's up?"
"I feel terrible," Ari said. "I let you get away without taking any information from you. I don't know your cell phone number, if I need to reach you. Just the same, that's not the main reason I called."
"Is there a problem that you can't talk to your father about?"
"No, but I heard from Larry. He's flying in for the weekend. There's no privacy here in the dorms, and we can't afford a motel, so I was wondering if we could crash at your place."
"Of course, you can. In fact, why don't you take the opportunity to move some of your stuff in. I think you should move in before the next semester begins, or right away for that matter, even if your room and board have been paid for. At least, your father won't have to pay for housing next semester."
"Gee, that's fantastic. I've got two of the coolest, greatest dads a guy could hope for, but I need to know your address, and how I can get a key to find my way in."
Arlen gave Ari his address and cell phone number. "On either side of the entrance, you will find a shisa," he explained to Ari. "Lift up the one on the left and you will find a key underneath it. Mi casa, su casa."
"I hate to be dumb," Ari said, but what the "f" is a shisa."
"It's a Chinese lion dog. The Chinese place it at the entrances to their homes to ward off evil spirits, so you and Larry can make love knowing you are fully protected."
Ari laughed. "You're a great guy," he said. "My dad is very lucky to have you in his life. Let me add that I'm a lucky guy also."
"My car keys are on the table in the front hall. If you have a valid driver's license, feel free to use it."
"You're a prince," Ari said. "I love you." Then his emotions got the best of him and he hung up."
Ari was at the airport two hours before Larry's plane was due to arrive. He was too fidgety to wait in Arlen's house, and preferred to wait at the airport, surrounded by people, shops and food.
Ari was one handsome dude. He had his father's strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. But he was taller than Mac, standing as tall as Arlen. He didn't have a clue that he was being cruised by men as well as women. Larry was as tall as Ari, but he had a dark complection and dark brown hair. He resembled Arlen in that regard. He could have been mistaken for Arlen's son. The two couples, fathers and sons, actually resembled each other.
Time dragged, but finally the arrivals board indicated that Larry's flight had landed. Larry was one of the first passengers off the plane. In this day and age, with same sex marriage being legal, they didn't give a shit what anyone thought. When Larry spotted Ari, he ran to him. They embraced and kissed. Some people did raise an eyebrow, but most paid no attention.
All Larry had with him was a carry-on bag. "We don't have to go to baggage claim," he explained. "I didn't think I'd need much clothing this weekend."
"How right you are," Ari smiled.
"Did you rent a car?" Larry asked. "I'll split the cost."
"No need," Ari smirked. I've got a better deal. I'll tell you all about it when we get in the car and head "home."
"Home?" Larry looked confused. "Aren't we going to your dorm?"
Ari just smiled and said, "You'll see, and I'll explain. I'm not familiar with Syracuse yet, so let me get on the highway, where I know my way, and then I'll tell you everything."
By the time they pulled into Arlen's driveway, Ari had told Larry the entire story, and all Larry kept saying was, "Your father's gay. I can't believe it."
"I don't know if he's gay or not, but I do know that he's so in love with Arlen, they are making it together. You can thank them for opening my eyes."
"What do you mean?" Larry asked.
"They made me realize just how much I loved you, and for the first time, I didn't give a shit if I was gay or straight. I just wanted to make love with you. In fact, let's not waste another second getting into the house."
Ari removed the key from under the shisa. "Cool hiding place," Larry laughed. As soon as they were inside they embraced, and started kissing very sloppily.
"Wait," Larry said. "Before we do anything, let's talk."
"Can't it wait until after?"
"No. Now listen to me. The only reason I stayed in Austin, was because I was afraid."
"Afraid of what? Certainly not me."
"Yes, you. I thought if I didn't get away from you, I'd lose control and jump your bones someday. I thought you were straight, and I was afraid of fucking up our friendship. When you texted me, I cried for hours. I was that happy. But now I want us to be together forever, and I'm going to try to transfer to Syracuse for the spring semester. We can live together here, with two guys who are actually pleased that we are getting together. It'll be Paradise."
"Now it's my turn to cry," Ari said, and he resumed kissing Larry. They ran upstairs to the guest bedroom, where Ari had begun to make himself at home. They had no time for subtlety in their love making. They just stripped rapidly and threw themselves on the bed. They never stopped kissing the whole time they were undressing.
The minute they hit the bed, Larry started to reach for Ari's very hard cock. It was cut and seven inches at the moment. Ari stopped him.
"Wait," he said. "I have to admit that I'm a virgin. I've never been with a man or a woman. Have you?"
"Never with a woman, but with a couple of guys. I always used protection, and I'm healthy. I don't want to use condoms. I never want to be with anyone but you forever, for the rest of our lives." He took hold of Ari's cock and started fondling it. He rolled it gently in his hand and Ari sighed. It gave Ari the courage to take Larry's into his hand. It was the first time he ever held a cock other than his own. It was the same size as his, and cut like his. He started to stroke it, as if he was masturbating himself.
Larry had to stop him. "I don't want to cum this way. Let's suck each other off, and fuck later."
"Do you want to play sixty-nine?" Ari asked.
"No, not at all. When I suck you, I don't want any diversions. I want to give you my all, and vice-versa."
"Agreed," Ari said. "You better suck me first, and teach me what to do."
"Do you think we could shower first?" Larry asked. "I feel grungy from the trip." They jumped out of bed and into the shower. They soaped each other all over. They were both sighing and giggling, but they had no intention of bringing each other to climax. They wanted to do that in bed. At one point, Larry did insert a soapy finger into Ari's ass. Ari sighed.
"Is that a teaser?" Ari asked.
"I hadn't meant it to be, but yes."
The youthful Larry wasn't totally experienced yet, but he knew how to give a mean blow job. His teeth never scraped Ari's cock. He used his tongue generously, and he used his lips to gently pump up and down Ari's shaft. Larry had enough experience to bring Ari to the edge several times, until he begged for mercy. When finally he came, he gushed into Larry's mouth. His load was very ample, and Larry couldn't swallow it all, so he lay side by side with his lover, and kissed him, as he passed the semen back to him.
They lay quietly for a while, trying to catch their breaths. Suddenly Larry started to cry. "I love you so much," he whimpered.
"I love you more," Ari said emphatically, as he dove down and took Larry into him.
It took Arlen and Mac almost a week to reach their destination. They arrived at Mac's house, late in the evening. They were too exhausted for food or sex, so they went right to bed, and fell asleep in each other's arms. As they drifted away, Mac said, "First thing tomorrow I'll give notice at work, and I'll put the house on the market. I'm in a good neighborhood with a great school district. I shouldn't have any trouble selling. The hardest thing will be packing up all my stuff, and all of Ari's.
"Just ship everything to me, and we'll sort it out later. You don't need to bring out any furniture, so give it to charity, or have a tag sale."
"Uh, uh," Mac said. "Tag sales are not for me. I don't need the money, and I'll just give it all to charity." He took hold of Arlen's cock, started to fondle it, and they both fell fast asleep.
At the end of the week, Mac made Arlen take a cab to the airport. He was afraid that if he went along, he wouldn't be able to let Arlen go. Ari was recruited to pick Arlen up at the airport in his own car. He got to the airport early, and sat patiently in the terminal. He thought back to his own teary farewell to Larry, just a few days ago, and overwhelming grief engulfed him. At least this will be a cheerier reunion for him, even though his father and Arlen had told him on the phone how much they were grieving about their own separation. Intellectually they both knew that both couples would be reunited within the next few months, still it was hard for all of them to bear their separations.
At last Arlen's plane landed. Ari searched the faces of the arriving passengers. They spotted each other at the same time, and Arlen ran to Ari. They embraced each other, and Ari looked so much like Mac, and Arlen looked so much like Larry, that without any conscious thought they kissed and tongued each other.
Reality struck soon enough and they separated.
"I have to go to baggage claim," Arlen said. "Would you like to have dinner with me, or do I have to get you back to the dorms?"
Ari looked at Arlen sheepishly. "I took you up on your offer," he said. "Larry helped me move all my stuff into your spare bedroom last weekend."
Ari was a little apprehensive as to how Arlen would take the news. He was very relieved when Arlen smiled broadly, grabbed him in another embrace, and said, "That's wonderful news. You don't know how happy you just made me."
There was no question that both men felt their hardening pricks as they held tight. They both knew that this was wrong, but neither made a move to pull away. Mac's words suddenly popped into Arlen's head: "Ari is an adult. He can sleep with anyone he wants to, even you." Arlen tried to erase the thoughts that were going through his head, but they wouldn't go away. He was going to be alone with Ari, and he had already admitted to Mac that if he was alone in a hotel room with Ari, he would make a play for him. He grew pale, and shook.
His condition was obvious, and Ari asked him if he was all right."
"I'm fine," he said. "This is a new experience for me, having a son living with me. My own son lived only with his mother. I'm just feeling very emotional about that." Ari sighed and hugged Arlen harder. There was no doubt in either of their heads that their erections were proceeding to a dangerous level. Now it was Ari, who was concerned about his feelings.
To be continued...