Unexpected Five Years On 23
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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
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Previously
The guys were effusive in their thanks to Pops for lunch and what he was doing for them. They left Pops and headed home to get ready for football. There were smiles and excited comments about the house and a suggestion that they drive back that way after the game to have another look. They arrived home.
Jeremy, "Scared?"
Timothy, "Excited as hell. I pictured us in that house, our home. Hope that you feel the same way."
"Anywhere with you is home and the house seemed just about right."
Shaking his head in wonder, Timothy gave him a soft kiss and hug.
Suddenly, Jeremy pushed himself away. "Shit, we have a game to play and we are just going to make it to the pitch so cut the kisses and move your ass."
"There are number of ways that I would like to move my ass right now but the pitch seems the best way to start. But first ...."
He grabbed Jeremy turned hm around so Jeremy's back was against him, Timothy turned Jeremy's head to himself and as he kissed him with determination, he moved his body back a bit and he slapped Jeremy's ass quite hard, muttering that that was one of things he wanted to do to his ass.
Jeremy's eyes narrowed. "There will be payback for that!"
"I would expect nothing else. Let's go win a game and then later ...."
Both guys shouted, "Payback."
Present
It continually amazed Timothy how Jeremy could change. Minutes before they had been having a a really special moment back home, joking and being romantic. Now he was the thoughtful, determined manager of a football team. He had them around him in a semi circle and he was giving them a detailed plan of how he thought that they should play this afternoon. Timothy wanted to laugh. He had smacked the manager's ass only a short time before and he knew that the manager would be looking for ways to pay him back in a very personal way. It almost made him hard to think about it. His guy could be just as detailed in his planning of his personal life as he was about football.
The first half did not go to plan and they were behind 1- 0 at half time. Jeremy had them back in the semicircle and told them the changes that he would suggest. The guys knew that they had a chance and they all trusted his direction. They won 2 -1 and Timothy scored the wining goal from a beautiful pass from Kenneth. There were great celebrations at the pub and Timothy didn't have to spend a cent on drinks.
They changed quickly at home and showered together to save time. Right not much time saved. Timothy's ass was little red when he put on his boxers but there was a smile on his face. He remembered Jeremy's words that payback was not yet finished. Timothy was looking forward to that.
There was a wonderful smell as they entered the dads' home. They were obviously going to be treated to a fine meal. They told the dads about the game and Timothy's winning goal. The dads looked so happy as they saw how the guys reacted to each other.
Jamie was often the blunt one, "So we heard from Pops that you were going to look at two houses today." He raised his eyebrows.
Jeremy looked at his dads. "Did you guys look at many places before this one?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, we have only looked at three properties and we aren't sure if we should look at more."
Jamie continued. "We looked at the two houses ourselves this afternoon." To the guys' questioning looks, "Just a drive by. Well we stopped at the second one you looked at. Yeah, we talked to Pops. We didn't go in, just from the street."
Looking at Jamie, Timothy repeated the question, "Did you guys look at a lot of place when you bought this place?"
"Oh you wouldn't know the story. I don't think Jeremy knows it either. I bought this house when I was single. I looked at a few but I fell in love with this place: its location, its size and its style. Philipo and I met after the bugger I was living with, just up and left me. Philipo owned a nice condo with a superb kitchen. He decided to move here and we renovated this kitchen in his style at the condo. Then we repainted the place and bought oriental rugs together. It became our home." Jeremy and Timothy smiled at each other when they saw the look that passed between Jamie and Philipo. Jeremy was right; they could almost feel the connection between the dads.
Philipo, "So did you guys like the second house?" Ah Philipo was the insistent one today.
Almost together they both responded enthusiastically, "Yes!"
It was the turn of the dads to smile at the connection between the two.
Timothy continued. "I liked the layout of a centre door house. The dining room is just the right size for dinner parties or card nights. The living room is really comfortable and I would like to see a gas fireplace in it if we can afford it. The kitchen needs a total renovation and I like your style, clean and bright. We might put in some more windows or a sliding door to increase the light in the kitchen."
Jeremy, "Dads, the floors are all hardwood, oak downstairs and birch or maple upstairs. It is wonderful and I like your idea of oriental rugs. We may have to go slowly because of costs but we can wait."
"To be truthful, I talked to Pops today and he told me that he thought you really liked it. He thinks that it is a good buy. I get the feeling that he likes you two. You have a great person on your side."
Supper was great and they had it formally in the dinning room. Timothy enjoyed it thinking of dinner in the house that they were looking at. They had a great night playing some cards and talking. It felt so important for the guys to realize that they had a network of people who supported them.
They arrived home. Timothy looking at Jeremy as they went into their kitchen, "What do you think about the house, big guy?"
"I like everything about it and I am fairly certain that you feel the same way." Timothy nodded yes. "Let's do the finances tomorrow. I will make up a couple of spreadsheets and put in the costs and our savings and see how it comes up using Pops estimates. Don't forget there will be transfer and moving expenses but we can figure that in."
"The accountant speaks. You are right. We have to be reasonable about the costs."
Jeremy looked at Timothy thoughtfully. "I think that we have another matter to handle before that."
He moved quickly and had Timothy pinned against the counter top. He whispered in his ear, "Payback."
Timothy tried to keep a straight face. "My ass was red enough after the shower this afternoon. You got your payback!"
"Not ... even ... close."
The kiss was not gentle. When his chest was bare, the pinches to his nipples were excruciatingly hard and almost painful but still pleasure coursed through Timothy's body. He was already breathing erratically.
"Seeing you tonight interacting with my dads was so good. I think that we remind them of themselves. That is a compliment by the way."
Jeremy reached out and undid Timothy's belt, top button and zipper. He could see the outline of an already hard cock in the boxers. He ran his fingers over the outline and pinched the head. There was muffled gasp by Timothy.
Very quickly Timothy was naked and Jeremy's hands and fingers were all over his balls which were pulled down hard a couple of times. Timothy had his eyes closed with look of abandoned pleasure radiating on his face.
Suddenly, he was turned around with his cock pressed against the cabinets. He could feel Jeremy hands all over his ass. He waited as he knew what was coming. The hands came off and then the slap followed and it was fairly hard. He groaned with pleasure.
"You are a kinky guy, aren't you? You liked that." There was a very faint, 'yeah'.
There were several more slaps just a bit harder each time. He was breathing fairly hard. He was harder than he had been in a long time. Jeremy turned him around and looked at him.
"We both said payback at the same time." Jeremy raised his eyebrows.
Timothy smiled and kissed him. He put his arm around him and walked him down the hall turning lights off as they went. In the bedroom, Timothy stripped his guy who was red and very hard. Timothy decided to give his payback in a slightly different way. He sat on the bed and pulled Jeremy over his knees so that his ass was right over his knees but facing Timothy.
Timothy's hands went all over lightly pulling the fuzz on his butt and the hair on his legs. "Look at me." Jeremy did and Timothy put a finger in his mouth and wet it. Then he looked at as if he wondering what to do with it. Then with a knowing look, it went straight to the target and in seconds it was in him and doing incredible things to his prostate.
"Stop moving or else."
Even Timothy could see the little smile as Jeremy squirmed even move. Out came the finger and he slapped him as hard as Jeremy had him.
"Fuck that feels incredible."
The hand struck again harder. Jeremy's breathing did exactly what Timothy's had done. He was breathing quickly. Timothy leaned down and kissed him again and gave him another slap.
He pulled Jeremy up so that the two were kneeling facing each other on the bed. It was clear from his face that the mood had changed. He leaned over and kissed Jeremy as he gently ran his hand all over his body.
Timothy reached down and gently rubbed the red, inflamed cock. "I want this."
Jeremy looked a little mischievously at him. "I kind of wanted this." He ran his fingers over the head of Timothy's swollen member which was thoroughly wet with liquid seeping out of it.
Timothy smiled at him. "OK, we flip a coin and the winner gets his choice. I'll get the coin." He reached over and picked up Jeremy's pants; his were somewhere on the kitchen floor. As he reached in, a hand slowly ran over his ass, down his crack and it lightly ran fingers over his balls. Timothy almost dropped the coin.
Timothy won the toss. So Timothy chose to have Jeremy in him at the end. Timothy looked at him. "Remember, you can't finish until you are in me and then we do it together. You choose the position."
"Lover, I want to see you."
Quietly almost meekly, "OK."
They sealed the deal with a kiss as they slowly ran fingers over each other. A shudder went through both of them as they touched every sensitive area.
Some time later, Timothy gasped, "Too close. Your turn."
They kissed each other as they changed positions. Jeremy had Timothy lie on the the bed and he raised Timothy's legs and spread them. Moments later there were incoherent moans from Timothy as Jeremy's tongue was going up down his crack and finally circling around his entrance. "Jeremy, that is torture, almost payback, too intense. Please take me."
Jeremy smiled down at him as he used his fingers to put in lots of lube and then a lot on himself. "How? Slowly or in one fast push."
"In without stopping but slowly. I want to savour it."
He closed his eyes to take in only the feeling of being joined with his guy. When he opened them Jeremy was staring intensely at him. Timothy reached up and pulled him into a kiss while he put his legs up over his back. He used his hands to start Jeremy's rhythm as he wanted it to start. He then slowly started to stoke himself holding Jeremy's eyes in his gaze.
"I feel so full. I feel that wonderful body filling me with pleasure and love. I want you to feel the excitement and pleasure that I am feeling." He smiled at the gasp from Jeremy as he lightly pinched both his nipples at the same time. Then his hands were everywhere. He even manged to get damp fingers at Jeremy's entrance which bought a shudder through Jeremy's body. Jeremy closed his eyes to concentrate on the pure pleasure of his strokes and all that Timothy was doing to him.
Jeremy looked down. "Need to hold for just a minute. I am so damn close."
They both stopped and kissed. Then it was back at it. Something passed between them that these were the final minutes and Timothy started to stroke himself in earnest. He muttered close and Jeremy increased the length and speed of his strokes. As Jeremy started to tense, Timothy tightened his hand around himself and increased the speed. He started to tense. Suddenly, Jeremy took two deep strokes and stayed. Timothy was certain that he could feel the pulses. Just the idea of what was happening and his own strong, hard strokes caused him to call out Jeremy's name as he went rigid and his first shot hit his neck, followed by more shots that sent waves of incredible sensations through his body. Jeremy too was feeling that incredible feeling that started in the groin and then radiated outward.
Timothy realized as the sensations started to ebb that his legs were tight around Jeremy's body. So tight that Jeremy collapsed on top of him murmuring Timothy's name. Somehow they turned sideways holding the other.
Sunday was a not quite a typical Sunday for them. They showered together and repeated some of last night while standing in the shower, had a quick breakfast and were off to church. Everyone wanted to hear of the house search and they told them that they would tell everyone over lunch before the game.
Jeremy told everyone that he had to leave after lunch explaining that he had a major case from work and he wanted to start the spreadsheets on the house purchase. Timothy would stay the afternoon and come home for supper. He was pretty certain that he would return home with enough food to serve an army in the field.
Pops looked so pleased as the guys talked excitedly about the house they were looking at. They gave him all the credit for finding it for them. Pops had mentioned that he wondered if they would ever like anything he showed them. He then regaled the family with his story of the emergence of the accountant and the lawyer with all the detailed questions. There were lots of laughs and comments. Timothy made a mental note to contact his family this evening about their find. They knew that they were looking but it had all happened so fast yesterday that he didn't have a chance to talk to them. It was their gift that was partially making this possible.
He gave his guy a quick kiss as he left for his afternoon of hard work. Timothy realized that this was the first time that he had been with the family without Jeremy and he realized yet again that he was part of the family now. As he had guessed, Momma had huge amount of food ready for him to take home. She gave him a huge hug and kiss when he left. He had had a great afternoon with the family. Juventus had won as a bonus.
Jeremy at first was in a bit of funk when Timothy arrived home. He had worked on the spreadsheets and they were printed and set out for Timothy to look at. He had started on his case from work and he made 'not a damn bit of progress on it'.
Timothy gave him a kiss. He made Jeremy put his work aside and he put together a wonderful meal from Momma. Jeremy decided on a very small glass of wine. They sat in the living room close beside each other talking about the spreadsheets and the house. When they finished up, Timothy suggested that Jeremy take a shower and a small break and then he could work for a few hours on his case.
Jeremy gave him THE LOOK. "No! You shower by yourself and if you work really hard, there might be a reward later." Jeremy tried a look of pity. Timothy would have none of it. Jeremy finally gave him a big smile and went off by himself.
Timothy realized yet again how detailed and organized his guy was. The spreadsheets were incredible. He put a few comments in the margins and some question marks but from the look of it, they could make a bid for the house. He made a list of some of the legal items that crossed his mind. He had decided that he wanted this house as their home. He could picture them living in it in his mind as he looked at the photos that he had taken with his phone.
At one point around 9, Timothy heard the words 'got it' from a surprised but pleased Jeremy. He worked longer and eventually Timothy heard the printer turning out pages. They were probably handouts for the Monday morning meeting at The Accountants.
After compliments on the excellent job on the spreadsheets, there were rewards that were more than satisfying for both.
Jeremy was up bright and early as he wanted to arrive at work to talk to Heather and to get Paula to copy his pages for him. When he did arrive at work, there was no Paula. She had phoned in sick and they would have someone come in mid morning to take her place. They were on their own until then. He quickly did his own photocopying and then briefly updated Heather on what he had accomplished on Sunday. She told him that she was not surprised as she figured he would break the case when he least expected it.
David and Peter updated the team on where they stood that week and listened to how everyone was doing on their cases. David explained Jeremy's case. He stressed that it was a tough case and he might expect some input from the others. He asked him to comment on it.
He had decided that he had to be honest about Heather's help. He told everyone that she had agreed to help if he spent some time on her case with her. He praised her for her input. He told them that he was going to ask for more help from everyone today but he had made a significant break through last evening. He handed out his copies and went through them. He wanted this to be a learning session for everyone. It was clear that he had done a a very good job. Even William was nodding that it was an excellent effort.
There was a little commotion in the outer office. They all heard a voice ask if there was anyone around; there was a delivery. Peter yelled that they were in the conference room and stood up to direct the voice when a Canada Post guy stood in the door.
"Sorry, I have a package here for Mr. Marchese-Milner. I need a signature" The first casualty of Paula's absence.
There were looks around the table and the faint smile on Heather's face. David and Peter looked at him with a look that said that it was his move.
Jeremy closed his eyes and then stood up. This was something that he had bought for Timothy and he wanted to keep it from being delivered at home. It was a surprise. "That would be for me."
As he stood, he was certain that he heard 'ah shit' from William. Kenneth had a look of surprise. He signed for it and took his seat.
"I guess an explanation is in order." He looked around the room and basically stopped at William. "I asked that my last name be kept quiet when I came here weeks ago. I wanted you to get to know me for what I can do and not for my last name. Yes I consider that Mr. Milner and Mr. Marchese are my dads. They took me in after a very unfortunate situation with my birth father. I can only hope that you will still see me for my abilities. I love this job and I love forensic accounting. I chose to come here after I completed my CPA requirements."
Heather spoke up. "Jeremy, who did you finish your CPA with?"
He named the firm. She was not to be stopped. "Who did you work with there."
"Early in the year, I worked with a number of really excellent supervisors and in the last three months, I worked several cases with Michael Burtchell." He sensed a rustling in the group with that name.
Heather had an agenda for him. "Could you have stayed there?' And if so, why here?"
Looking at Heather and thanking her with his eyes. "Michael told me that he would have hired me but I wanted to come home. You see I worked here half time in the summer after high school and half time all through my university years. I did the grunt work and learned a fair amount. I want to be part of this firm and its growth."
Heather, "Half time?"
"Yeah, Philip Marchese put me to work on his construction sites as a worker, not in the office. That toughened me up. I learned a lot there about life and life goals."
Jeremy looked around the room. "Enough. My apologies for not doing this earlier but there just never seemed to be the right time for it. Now you know me for better or for worse."
Kenneth spoke up. "Jeremy, your presentation this morning sure shows me what you can do. You are still Jeremy to me."
"Thanks Kenneth. Any questions especially on the earlier presentation? "
There were questions and comments. It appeared that it had been a good learning experience for everyone. An idea was germinating in his head. He must get it in his daily log.
David, "Well done on the presentation and on the last name thing. You handled it like a pro."
Heather walked by him. He looked at her. "Hey, gorgeous can I see you in your office."
She used her arm to say follow me.
"Thanks. That really helped."
"You didn't mind?"
"Mind?? You neutralized a lot of the feelings around the table. Thanks."
"Any other secrets?"
"Yeah! Between you and me only."
"Why not? I kept that last bunch of secrets."
"I have ownership in the company and Mr. Milner is about to increase the number of shares that I own. Oh, Timothy and I shall probably place a bid on a house this week. The first must be kept private and second you can announce in the staff room if you want." They chuckled.
"So technically you are my boss."
"No, I am an owner and you are my colleague. Mr. Milner, David and Peter are my and your bosses. I have made it very clear to David that he makes all the final decisions and that I defer to him. He has done a great job with this department."
"OK, my secret for you. Robert and I are moving in together next week and he has proposed to me."
"I am so happy for you." He held out his arms. "Can I?" He gave her a hug. "Just so that you know, I would love to be there for the ceremony but I really do understand that numbers, family and friends come first."
Jeremy looked genuinely touched that she had told him. "I hope that you are as happy as I am with my guy. I know how you feel."
Wow it had been quite a day and it was only 10:15. He had work to do on his case and he had a lot to do. But first he had another office that he had to visit.
He knocked on William's door. "I can come back if I am interrupting something."
"I am just trying to sort out where I stand in the company?"
"I know it is a bit of a surprise but what would you have done if I had come with my name right at the start?"
"I would probably have done then, what I am doing now."
"William, you do good work. You have a good mind. It is a big company and this department is growing. There is room for everyone. I sensed that you had qualms about me early on. I was a bit upset at first but then I realized that you did do very good work and we all need you."
"You have chosen Heather."
"Can I be blunt?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Heather did not feel part of this office. She had been here for months. No one asked her out for lunch or included her in a anything. You chose to work with Kenneth leaving her out of the loop. She is bright. We have formed a strong bond between us. You could have been that person. I decided at that the end of the first week that I didn't want any enemies in the office so I changed my attitude. I want to work with everyone."
"Is that why she recommended the pub on Fridays."
"I guess so."
"You helped plan that?"
"I might have said something. William this is my home. Mr. Milner changed my life. I will do anything for the firm."
"You and Timothy are a real item?"
"We live together and we are about to put in a bid on a house together. He too has changed my life. I know that it must be hard for a lot of men to understand our relationship but it is no different than yours and Marie's. Yeah, we are a real item."
"Thanks for coming to talk. I appreciate it. I would like to work on a case with you. What was Michael Burtchell like?"
"You are not the first to ask that. Incredible. I learned a lot from him. He is brilliant. He and Mr. Milner know each other quite well. I like to think that I taught him a few things. " He saw the look on William's face. "Very small things. Believe me."
"Mr. Milner? You took his last name. I have heard you refer to the dads."
"Here at work that is who he is to me. We virtually never see each other here and that is the way I want it. I mean it. I am here on my abilities. Mr. Marchese and he really changed my life. They took me in when my father abandoned me." He didn't tell him that owned part of the company and that amount was about to increase. He also would try to keep it quiet that he would be attending planning meetings for the firm. Luckily they were often held after work, off site, at a good restaurant with a working area.
Jeremy was not totally certain that he had convinced William. Maybe if they worked a case together? He would have to think about that. Now Jeremy to work, he told himself. He read over his daily work log and soon he was on the floor organizing the chaos in yet another way. By the end of the day, he had finished his daily log and had put together a preliminary report to give to Peter and David the next day. He went home with no documents. He and Timothy had some work deciding on a bid for the house if that is what they finally decided.
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, my first story, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my other favourites, What a Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is worth a read.
Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011
Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011
Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011
Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011
What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011
Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011
Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012
Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012
Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012
What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012
Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012
Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013
Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, January 2, 2014
Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, April 28, 2016,