Unexpected Five Years On 33 The Last Chapter
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Unexpected has taken me by surprise. I have been writing it for almost two years; I started in the early winter of 2014. It has grown to fifty chapters, virtually a book.
This is the last chapter. I feel that it is time to end this section and possibly the story. I am going to end it in a way that I have never ended a story before.
I need some time away from writing and it may end up being for quite a long time. I do have some ideas for a possible continuation of the story but it will take a number of months or more and perhaps it won't happen. If I were to continue, it would still be published under the title, Unexpected.
This chapter is a little longer than usual. Apparently, the guys had a lot to say and do and think about in their final chapter.
Again thanks to all who have written encouraging emails. I am pleased to be able to say that I have not had a negative email yet from a reader. I try to answer all emails; I didn't at the start of my first publications but I decided that if readers were taking time to write me, then I had to reply.
We write sending material into the ether of the digital world and it is satisfying to know that real people are actually reading our efforts and enjoying our work. I hope that you enjoy this chapter and the ending. Thanks and my best wishes to all..
Previously
The guys have been watching Jamie and Philipo on the dance floor.
Timothy had put his hand down on Jeremy's thigh. "That's what you want years from now? We'll make it work. Let's join them on the floor." Jeremy nodded yes to the question and to the suggestion. Hand in hand, they walked to where Jamie and Philipo were dancing and started to dance beside them. Jamie looked at Jeremy who muttered that he was following his two great role models. Jamie's look was worth it. He said something to Philipo who turned and muttered, "You two remind us so much of what we were like 7 years ago."
That was almost the highlight of their evening. An hour later, they were saying goodbye to everyone at their table. As one of the owners and virtually a Head of Department, Jeremy stayed to the end giving well wishes and seasons greetings not only to his staff but others that he knew and some he only knew in passing. Jamie watched Jeremy carefully and realized what a leap in confidence and stature his guy, his son, had made since their conversation on the beach at Thanksgiving only months before. (Unexpected: Five Years On 26). He was convinced that Jeremy was ready for the next big step in his life at The Accountants. Little did either know that that step was only one of two big steps his guy would make. Perhaps there were even three.
On the way out, Jeremy thought that they had navigated the parties and social events successfully and now they would enjoy Christmas and then be ready for their big party at New Years. He and Timothy were pleasantly surprised at the number of people who were coming to stay the evening but they were also surprised by the number coming and leaving early. They had had very few out right refusals. It was going to be a big party. He sighed with pleasure. He sighed for some other reasons a little later after the lights were turned off downstairs at home
Present
The guys had only a vague notion as to how much work they would have in the next couple off weeks to prepare. They worked over what was left of the weekend. They had made shopping lists for Christmas Eve. When something crossed their mind for New Years, it was added to the New Years' list but that was going to be done after Christmas. They needed more chairs. They bought IKEA reclining chairs and a coffee table for the back room beside the kitchen. Luckily they had added a couple LED lamps for that room at the last minute. They bought nicer folding chairs that sort of matched the ones they had bought for the picnic in November.
On the Sunday evening, they collapsed for a few minutes after a quick supper of leftovers and relaxed. Jeremy smiled at Timothy. "Now, the part I am going to really enjoy. The tree! I don't care if it isn't the most beautiful tree but it is real and I already love the smell. They put it up. They had both decided that they wanted an old fashioned tree not one of the new designer types. They had gone out and bought some old fashioned looking decorations and they had told everyone that they could bring one decoration on Christmas Eve and that would be their Christmas gift. So a couple of hours later, they had cleared up all the packaging, turned on the lights for the first time. They grabbed a scotch from their new supply, turned down the lamps and sat in front of the fire with the Christmas tree lit and glowing.
It was Timothy who looked at Jeremy. "Jeremy to us and our first Christmas. It feels so special."
"Love, it is almost unbelievable. This time last year I was wandering with no direction. Yes, feels really special."
At some point, Jeremy felt a hand reach his shirt and the buttons were suddenly undone and his t shirt pulled up. That hand was all over his chest and then the kiss made him close his eyes to enjoy the comfort and love that he felt. It didn't take long until both guys were naked.
Jeremy pulled back from his guy. He had a big smile on his face. "About a year ago, I was going through the Nifty archives and I came across an interesting story. In it, two guys have met and gone to the cottage. The cottage owner had been married to a woman who had died. He found himself attracted to the guy who he had taken there for the weekend. No details but they decide that they were going to have sex in every room at the cottage. They managed three that weekend. Somehow that idea just crossed my mind. This could be our second room."
As Jeremy finished, Timothy was laughing. "You never cease to amaze me. You are one kinky bastard and I think that it is a wonderful, challenging idea. So let's begin. The second room it is. I'll run up and get the supplies."
Jeremy chuckled. "Thought the idea might interest you."
Timothy returned with lube and a large, thick bath towel and a big smile. Giving the towel to Jeremy, "Figured this might be a good idea with the new couch."
"Ah, you lawyers are so careful."
For that dig, Timothy leaned over and bit his right nipple, hard. Jeremy enjoyed it. Soon Timothy had his legs over Jeremy's and he was sitting down slowly on a very hard object. When he reached the bottom and his butt was resting on Jeremy's thighs, he leaned over and kissed him tenderly. They kissed as their hands roamed over the others body. When Jeremy put a lubed hand on Timothy's cock and started to stroke him, Timothy closed his eyes and was breathing erratically. Timothy started to move up and down on Jeremy who shivered several times as he past over his prostate and especially when Timothy stopped with just the tip in him and massaged him with his muscles. They edged several times One kiss lasted until Jeremy moaned "Oh shit." Timothy had increased his speed up and down and Jeremy was thrusting into his lover hard, and he started to explode in Timothy. The actions set Timothy off almost instantly. The kiss started again. Timothy raised himself up and off his lover. Both were almost panting.
Jeremy looked down. "The towel, good thinking. I want to stay here with you, the fire and the tree."
Timothy smiled while nodding yes.
With no clothes on, eventually they cooled off and decided that it was time for a shower and bed.
As Timothy pulled his guy up, "A tremendous way to really start our Christmas at home. There have been so many firsts for me this years. Now this, my first Christmas in my first house. Even though it is a second room, it is still a first here which I'll never forget. Come on big guy. I am going to give you a super cleaning upstairs in our stupendous shower."
The food list was shared with Jamie and Phiipo. Then there was the alcohol. They jokingly talked of a second mortgage. One afternoon Jeremy came home late and Timothy was in full cooking mode. There were pots and whisks and ingredients all over the place. There was obviously something in the oven and the smell was mouth watering.
Jeremy gave him a questioning look. "I decided yesterday that I was going to make a classic Quiche Lorraine. I have used a bit more bacon and ham and a couple of cheeses that are bit tastier; one is sharper. This may become Quiche Lorraine Timothy M. I am making three; I cheated and bought frozen pie shells but they are made with lard; the best pie pastry is made with lard or butter. Momma told be that. I dribbled a little butter on the shells to give them a different taste."
"My man the chef. The smell is fantastic. I don't suppose there is chance to sample later."
Timothy held up a very sharp, long knife and made a menacing face. Jeremy put his hands up in mock surrender and embraced his guy. "Luckily, I brought some supper home. Let me help clean up, it's the least that I can do."
"Well you are doing the meatballs and sauce."
Jeremy looked guilty. Timothy started to laugh. "It's OK. I saw you pick up the meatballs at IKEA and I saw the sauce in the freezer. Good idea. I have had them, delicious. We have the shrimps and shrimp sauce. The dads are bringing the rest. God knows what Momma, Julia, my mother and sister will bring. We won't go to the Christmas Eve service hungry. We are ready as soon as these suckers come out of the oven."
"Suckers. M. Malenfant such bad use of the English language after your use of stupendous the other night." They both laughed. The quiches looked like masterpieces.
Later they counted plates, wine glasses, platters, serviettes. They were ready for Christmas Eve two nights away. They had bought some really handsome candles both wax and LED.. The small room in the back and the living room had large poinsettias. They had bought some really lovely lilies that brought out the colours in the kitchen. The house was going to look festive and beautiful.
By Christmas Eve afternoon after an early leaving for both Timothy's and Jeremy's staff, they were in almost panic mode. Finally, Timothy looked at his guy. "It is almost done, take a deep breath and relax. He put down what he was doing and grabbed Jeremy and hugged him with a very firm kiss. Remember our 'wheel up'; we can't do anything more now.
When the door bell rang the first time, the place was ready. It was Jamie and Philipo. They stepped in and looked in each room. They put their food down in the kitchen. Jamie, "Guys, you are going to put us all to shame. The place looks fantastic. He gave his guy a hug as Philipo almost picked Timothy up. Jeremy was right; the dads could make you feel so important.
Timothy looked at Philipo, "Merry Christmas. I think that I am luckiest guy in the world."
Philipo whispered, "You took the words out of my mouth. Thank you for all the have done for our guy."
Something very similar was happening between Jamie and Jeremy. It was clear that they were so close. It was Jamie who thought back to his plan for taking in Jeremy that night when his father had assaulted him. He remembered his thoughts that night as if it were yesterday, 'Simple plans sometimes become complex, often more than we imagine' (Unexpected 10). The plans had gone beyond his wildest imagination as he looked with love at his joyful son. The two didn't break the hug for quite a while.
Momma's arrival was always the one that Jeremy looked forward to. He wanted to see her reaction to the house, the decorations and the food. It meant a lot to him. She walked in with almost an energy field around her. She put her bags down and looked into the living room. Her eyes got bigger; then she looked towards the dining room. She looked back and forth and almost gasped, "Jeremy, Timothy it is beautiful beyond words. Oh, my." She looked at them and grabbed the two in her arms. "My amazing grandsons. Thank you, thank you. You make an old lady happy."
Timothy, "Momma, old lady? You could take us on any day and win. We hoped that you would like it. We thought of you and Pops as we were decorating earlier this week. You have done so much for us. We wanted it to be a special evening."
"Show me the kitchen, I brought a few things."
Jeremy, "Momma, if I know you, we could probably feed an army with the FEW things that you bring."
"Well, I wouldn't want anyone to go hungry."
They started serving food and drink as soon as anyone came in. Finally the door bell rang and it was MC, Pierre and what Timothy had started to call Jeremy's shadow. Luc was in the door and in Jeremy's arms in a minute. He had his shadow for the night.
Timothy was so pleased to see his father looking so good. He was sticking to his diet and had started an exercise program at the Heart and Stroke unit at the hospital. It was working miracles. His mother looked relaxed and she too was looking at all that the guys had done.
The guys received compliments from Gio and Jason. They hadn't seen them for a while and had fun catching up. When Tony and family arrived, it was all complete. Jeremy had at one point looked at Marcus and told him that he was right that the shower was big enough. Marcus had blushed a bit but Jeremy had grabbed him and told him that they enjoyed his comment a lot, very perceptive.
As they were about to leave for the service, Pops had them all to gather in the living room. He told them that Momma had a few words. "My grandsons did this for me. I admit that it is becoming a bit more difficult to do everything that I used to do. I know that it was my dear Jamie who talked to Luigi but I know that it was these two who were behind it. My life changed when our Jamie and Philipo together came into my life. Jamie never lets me get away with anything. His son is chip off the old block and my other grandson, Timothy is just the same. For all us and especially from me, thank you for all that you have done tonight. I know that Philipo and Jamie have helped a lot as well. Love to all for the wonderful beginning of Christmas." There was moisture in her eyes as she hugged her grandsons.
They entered the church. Jeremy sat next to Momma. Jamie and Philipo sat beside Pops. The lights were turned down low and the altar cloths were lit by special lights. The altar cloths shone. Some of the stained glass windows were lit with soft glowing lights. The nativity scene was front and centre. The organ played quietly. They had all been given candles and before the processional, members of the church came down the aisle and lit the first person's candle who then lit the person beside them. Slowly the church was lit by many candles shining brightly. It had a quiet almost magical feeling.
Timothy was moved and so obviously was Jeremy. They both put their hands on the seat and they gently touched. All of a sudden there was movement on their row of seats. Luc had left his parents and was moving towards Jeremy. MC held up her hands in resignation but she had big smile on her face. Jeremy picked him up and whispered soothing words to his young nephew who helped Jeremy hold the candle. Timothy smiled as he heard his guy tell Luc in French that it was very hot and not to touch it but that he needed help holding it still.
Timothy's mind wandered over the year that had passed. His loneliness as he now realized that is what it was. The fun he had at the Jake's party. The interesting guy he played cards with. That night late at the wedding talking to the jock who liked cinema and music. Where did he Timothy get the courage to ask him out? The first kiss. The welcome from Jeremy when he came back from the long weekend at the chalet with his parent and he stayed the night with Jeremy. The look on Jeremy's face when Timothy insisted that Jeremy was to be the top that night. So many memories.
The organ rang out with a joyous Christmas carol, Hark the Herald Angels and the choir started the procession. Timothy heard himself singing loudly giving his praise for how his life had changed. Jeremy heard him and realized that they really were partners. A fleeting thought passed through his mind; would Timothy want more than just being partners? Where did that thought come from? As the service went on Luc became a little restless. During a hymn before the homily, Jeremy stood up and quickly moved to the end of the row. He whispered to MC that he would take him.
Timothy sat close to Momma who placed her hand on his and gave it a squeeze. At the end of the service, they found Jeremy in the corridor behind the church sitting on a chair. Luc asleep with Jeremy holding him against his body. Father Gregory had looked out as the procession passed and had seen the scene and had quickly gone over to Jeremy. He had put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Bless you my son. What a wonderful sight on Christmas Eve. I could have used this scene as the basis of my homily." He gave Jeremy a penetrating stare of friendship and respect.
MC was full of thank yous for what Jeremy had done with Luc during the service. Jeremy handed Luc to Pierre giving Luc a kiss on the head. Luc had opened his eyes for a minute and muttered Uncl Jermy. Father Gregory had watched it all.
The party at Momma's was boisterous and fun. There were presents. Jeremy complained that they said they only wanted the Christmas ornament. Momma gave him a playful slap saying that she made up her own mind. Jeremy gave her a kiss. They talked to their cousins. Marcus was so excited. He was in his final year of high school and they talked about universities courses. It brought back a lot of memories for the guys.
They arrived home quite late. They had set the next day up so that they could have breakfast together, finish cleaning the house and make their way to the Malenfants. Later that night they would drop by Jamie and Philipo's place for a drink and time with them.
"You were so good with Luc."
"You looked quite reflective. I love hearing you sing out the hymns and carols. You do have great voice."
"I know that it is not New Years yet. But the quiet and lovely atmosphere at church made me think back over the year." He went on to recount some his highlights.
"For me that time we took back the boat on Labour day is engraved in my memory. You took me by surprise. I almost refused your suggestion but then I realized that it was so idyllic in that bay and you were so brazen that my heart crumbled; I was yours that day."
"Tonight, you looked so at ease and satisfied with Luc in your arms. Father Gregory was very impressed. It was a satisfying day and night. We worked hard together in our home to welcome our families. It was exciting, memorable."
Jeremy could tell that his guy was becoming emotional. He turned to Timothy and gathered him into his arms. "I don't even want to put it into words. Let's turn off the lights and go upstairs. I want to show you."
His demonstration was long and very emotional for both. Their feelings came out through their bodies. There were some touching things said when they stopped to look at each other. When Jeremy finished it was like a great, energetic climb up a hill on a bike, muscles straining, the gasps for breath and the exciting, explosive ride down the other side. They lay wet with sweat almost unable to move. Timothy managed to turn himself on his side. He was almost laughing as he looked at his guy who was still breathing hard. "So church turns you on?"
"No." He paused. "You do." The kiss was long.
Christmas dinner at the Malenfants was everything that Timothy thought would never happen for him with his family. Jeremy was greeted with love and affection by both his parents. His father could not stop commenting on what a great job the guys had done the night before. Timothy reminded his father that he had made it possible for him with his gift on Labour Day. The food was excellent
There were a couple of parties after Christmas but the guys managed to slowly take out dishes and glasses and start arranging chairs and tables. They put the dining room table against the wall. They set up a music system for dancing. They would roll up the rug when they started the music. The living room and the back room was for meeting and talking. They realized that kitchen as usual is always a place where people meet. By New Years Eve day, they had almost everything out that they wanted. They picked up some of the last minute food. Went through their lists for a last time and decided that if they missed anything, 'tant pis, trop pire' (in English, never mind, too bad).
Jamie and Philipo had to make two trips to the car. Jeremy started to laugh. Looking at Jamie, "You are becoming a male, Momma. Too much food and alcohol."
"Guys after your Christmas Eve party, we owe you." By the time, the first guests started to arrive, food and drinks were ready and out in two areas. They told everyone that they would serve the first drink and after that it was each for themselves. They did point out that the police were out in force and there were lots of non alcoholic drinks available. Coffee, Tea and Tisane would be served after 12 with yet more to eat.
Yells erupted when Jake and Marie arrived. They had seem them in the fall but it had been a long time. Jeremy grabbed Marie and swung her around. He stopped quickly and gasped. Do you have something to tell me?"
"For a gay boy, you are very observant. I'm pregnant."
There were tears in Jeremy's eyes. "I am so happy for you." He smothered her in his arms and kissed her. Then it was Jake that he grabbed. They just gave each other a goofy grin. "Do you know if it is a boy or girl? Date?"
Marie answered. "I may or may not try to find out. We just want a healthy kid. Probably May."
They took them to the food and drink and Jeremy was so happy when Marie took a soft drink. She said that she would take a small sip of bubbly at 12.
Timothy realized how Jeremy and he had bonded with William and Marie when they entered their home. Marie was beyond complimentary on how good everything looked. Jeremy took them up to the master suite. William had looked in at the shower. He had, with a straight face, said that it could almost take two in it. Jeremy shrugged his shoulders. Rye smile and tap on the arm by William.
James Steadman had turned to his partner, Matt, and said that this place was incredible and that they should think of a little work on their place. They questioned the guys on Oriental rugs and it turned out that the guys had learned and remembered a lot. James was impressed with the knowledge both had..
The guys laughed when Michael came in and saw the house and then saw James and Matt. "Holy shit, This place is incredible and I haven't seen those guys in years." He turned to Jeremy. "Did you plan this?"
Jeremy uttered one word. "Timothy."
Stephen, "Jeremy, you told me you were renovating but this is superb. You must show me all over the house." Then he was off with Michael and Matt and then Jamie and Philipo joined them. They were laughing and catching up.
They had talked with Heather and Robert, William and Marie, Andrew and Jenifer. Mme Chenier had admired their house; both guys could tell that she was very impressed by their home. Timothy had gone up yet more notches on her approval rating. All the people that they knew and loved were there except Momma and Pops and Timothy's parents.
They took up the rug in the dining room and started the music. That changed the atmosphere of the party. It had people dancing and talking and clearly enjoying themselves. It was a breathless James Steadman who came off the dance floor with Matt. "We have enjoyed this so much. We are actually late for the next party. Thank you gentlemen. Your home is impressive and your food and hospitality enviable. Well, done. We would stay but we must be off."
Minutes later Michael and Stephen said almost the same thing. Then Jamie and Philipo hugged them. "Guys, we would like to stay to the end but this is an important party which we have to go to. It won't be half as much fun as this. Thank you so much for Michael and James. A lot of wonderful memories and friendships rekindled. See you late tomorrow. Relaxed I hope and we can watch a movie. No not a movie, the Vienna Orchestra's New Years concert. You will love it."
The guys had their arms around each other looking at the retreating backs of probably the most important people in their lives. They kissed briefly.
From behind them Pierre; he and MC had hired a babysitter for the night. "Enough of that unmanly crap, The shrimps are almost gone. Tell me where they are and I'll put them out."
They attacked hm and then thanked him telling him where the shrimps and sauce were. They went and checked all the food and drinks and refreshed everything. As they did it, they could see the dancing and vibrant conversation all over their house. There were even groups seating on the stairs talking and laughing.
At 11:15, they signaled each other. They cleared the counters and started putting out flutes that they had rented. They brought up the sparkling wine from the basement with the help of John and Jason. People seemed to be out dancing and it was one of the first times that the kitchen was empty of guests. Jeremy slipped his hand onto Timothy's ass.
Timothy swatted it away. He tried to move backwards."You can't do that here, now."
"Why not? My kitchen, my home."
Jeremy was holding him tightly, "Jeremy there are a lot of guest who are not gay."
"My house, their problem."
He leaned into Timothy and kissed him while he caressed his ass. They both started to laugh.
Looking at Jeremy "You are too much sometime. Have I told you recently how much I love you."
"Well there was something said last night." The hand had grabbed a handful of his lovely, full ass. Timothy tried to get free but his was held firmly by Jeremy's hands around his back and around his ass. The kiss started up again.
There was a small clearing of a throat. In beautiful, rich French, "Interesting gentlemen but there has been a spill on the floor in the living room that needs attention." Mme. Chenier started to laugh. "You remind me of Andre when we were your age." Then with little blush, "Even now sometimes." She chuckled. Then she broke out into laughter looking at the guys' faces. The real Mme. Chenier, the one he had imagined, had revealed herself. It had taken a New Years Eve party at her bosses home.
All business, Timothy. "Wine on the rug or on the floor?"
"Floor luckily." The clean up crew was on the way.
Midnight was a minute away. Glasses were charged. The TV was turned to Times Square. The chatter slowly died down.. The room started at 10, 9, 8, 7, 6,5,4,3,2,1 and Happy New Year rang out around the room.. Then the room quieted as couples embraced and murmured things to loved ones.
The ones who were almost the quietest were the two hosts. It had been a momentous year for them and their families. They had raised their glasses with to each other with the loveliest smiles. Each said Happy New Year love and then bent their arms around the others and sipped their wine a couple of times. Then they kissed. For them, at that moment, there was no one else in the room but them, standing, kissing and looking into each others eyes. Timothy was the first to break. "For me a magical year of discovery. I found myself by finding you. My parents came to know me, the real me." There were of course tears of joy in his eyes.
Jeremy, "I hated last New Years. The winter and spring were no better except at work. My best mate was getting married and I was going nowhere. Then some crazy lawyer asked me on a date. Now I'm here."
He grabbed his guy again and kissed him passionately. Suddenly, they were back in their living room and they heard clapping and wonderful comments. Back in reality, all eyes were turned on the hosts. They were surrounded by well wishers and thanks. Jake came up to Jeremy saying that he was so happy for him. Mme. Chenier came up and kissed her boss on each cheek wishing him a great New Year and telling him that he was a fine man.
Jeremy yelled out that they could stay as long as they wanted and that coffee was on and there were desserts available. He had reminded everyone again an hour before midnight that the police were out in full force and indicated that there would be bubbly but coffee and tea was available now. Quite a few tried their espresso and several found that they enjoyed. it.
The last to leave were the younger set. William and Marie refused to leave until the place was tidied as did Jake and Marie. MC and Pierre stayed for a few minutes but had to get back for the babysitter. John and Jason did the heavy lifting and in a very short time the place looked good. The dishwasher was full and running and all the rented dishes were in their boxes ready to take back. Most importantly, the food had been wrapped and put in the refrigerator. Jason and John put the rug back and moved the table onto it.
The guys were going to come down to a clean home the next morning. The goodbyes and wishes were long. William and Marie said again what wonderful evening they had had. John and Jason were obviously impressed and again thankful for all the advice that Timothy had given John. Finally, Jake and Marie promised to keep in touch and they reminded each other of the planned ski trip in February. Again Jeremy hugged Marie more carefully but told her how completely happy he was for her. Jake got the same message.
Finally they were alone. At that point, no reflections or words. They turned off the lights and went up stairs. "I feel sticky and hot. Want a shower?"
Smirking, "I love the hot part but the shower will keep that and get rid of the sticky.'
They were soon in the shower. After the day and the obviously successful party, the guys relaxed as the water cascaded down on them. As they washed each other, it became erotic. Who knew that drying someone could take so long and be so sexy.
They were soon in their bedroom looking at each other in the mirrors on the closet doors. The mirrors did help to lighten the room and make it feel bigger. At his moment however, it heightened all their feelings. Jeremy saw that lovely lean, well proportioned body of his lover. The lovely chest with enough light coloured, short hair . His chest was firm and developed. The beautiful full cock that was hard and straining upward. It was that wonderful red colour now verging on purple. The developed thighs with just the right amount of short light hair.
Timothy could see someone who was a little bigger. His hair was a lovely brown. His face had just the tinge of a shadow from his beard. Chest was broad and well developed. His pecs stood out with medium size nipples, one touch and they would harden. He had a little more hair and little darker than his partner.. Light treasure trail that led the eye to a fine, lovely cock that stood straight out. It too was very hard and red. Both guys had mushroom heads on their cocks. Both loved them. Jeremy's thighs were things of dreams, large, well developed and lightly covered in short, darker brown hair.
They turned still looking the mirror, eye looking at eye. A smile spread over each face. Like a video on the internet, Timothy watched as lips touched his neck and the tongue traced a trail to his nipple. Over and around it, faster and harder then the lips and then the bite. He squeezed Jeremy's shoulder gasping with surprise and pleasure. Repeated on the other side, more gasps. He pulled Jeremy up and kissed him hard. Cocks moving against cocks. Timothy copied his actions and had the same reaction of gasps. Jeremy grabbed him and pulled Timothy up.
They walked to the bed and lay down so that they could see the mirror. Both wanted to watch. They kissed each other all over and pulled and scratched until both their nerves were screaming for relief. No words were spoken but Timothy had told his guy by little gestures that he would have his lover in him. Jeremy had Timothy kneel on the bed so that could see in the mirror his cock straining out in front of him. Jeremy put on a show of lubing himself and stroking himself as he did it. Jeremy bent down and licked his opening until Timothy was moaning. Then still looking in the mirror, he put the lube in him. He turned their bodies so that Timothy could see almost all of him disappear inside him. Then it was sensual love making with his hands all over his body as stroked in and out pausing to edge.
Finally Timothy asked Jeremy to let him lie on the bed so that he could see him as they finished. Timothy and at times Jeremy turned to look in the mirror to see two young men in the throws of intense love making. They could see Jeremy coming out and holding for a second. They could see Timothy's hand between them, stroking that hard, wet cock. Both muttered finish at almost the same time. So on this new day of the new year, they saw Jeremy stiffen and go in all the way. They saw the awe and almost pain on his face as he took several shorter, faster strokes and then come almost out and start his rhythm to finish. Almost at the same time, they felt and saw Timothy face become a mask of pleasure, his body tense and his hand move in the rhythm that it needed to send arcs of white, first up his body and then spilling over his hand.
Jeremy collapsed on his guy kissing him again and again. As the very last part of the video, one would have seen Jeremy kneeling using his tongue to collect semen and sharing it with his lover. It would seem like a religious ceremony and perhaps in this secular age, it almost was.
They lay w
ith the lights turned down really low, holding hands telling each other their highs and lows of the year, their true happiness in finding the other and their hopes for the New Year.
They relaxed on the morning of News Years Day. They went to the Malenfants for lunch and had a great time. His parents had already heard glowing words from MC and Pierre about the night before. Jeremy had his shadow. They dropped by Pops and Momma. They had almost a feast. Finally with big hugs, they were off to the dads.
They could only eat a small bit of the food. Jamie understood the minute that Jeremy had said that Momma had served a bit of food. Jamie had commented that it was probably lunch and supper combined. Timothy's groans confirmed. it.
The guys were entranced by the Musikverein in Vienna: the gold, the chandeliers, the flowers, the dances from the palaces in Vienna and of course, the beautiful music by the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra. They clapped to the traditional final piece, The Radetzky March. The guys were so enthusiastic that Philip said that they always watched it and why not make it a yearly tradition. The guys smiled; another tradition and with the dads. They were thrilled.
The week went by quickly. On Thursday night just after they had eaten, the telephone rang. Jeremy picked up. "Father Gregory, Happy New Year. We both wish you all the best for the coming year." They chatted for a few minutes. "You want to talk to both of us. No we are busy tomorrow. Yes, we just finished eating. Sure, neither of us brought anything from work. We could be over by 7:30. Your office? OK, the manse it is."
Timothy shrugged his shoulder and looked for an explanation. "He says that there is something that he wants to talk over with us." Timothy drew back his head and shook it a bit. "He didn't give anything away. I know that Jamie does the books but he would just talk to me for that. A mystery. Let's wash up up and see what it is. You OK?"
Timothy smiled, "I would do a lot for that man. The first time I came to church, he told me that I would always be welcome with you. That was after I told him that I went to Father Pierre's parish. He told me in his so subtle way, that he knew Father Pierre's views on certain subjects and that I was welcome with you in his parish. I would walk kilometres for that man."
Twenty minutes later they were being welcomed in by Father Gregory. He offered them sherry, scotch or bourbon. They settled for a little bit of scotch.
They chatted for a bit about Christmas and New Years. Finally, "Gentleman, I know you must be really wondering what this is about. Right the priest asks to see you." He chuckled. "I had a visit from a young lady, a member of the parish. She is 18, bright and off to university next fall. How do I put this? She has a boyfriend and they are close, very close. Sometime in October, early November they were very, very close and a condom broke. She is pregnant. As I said, she is bight, is off to university next year in a very demanding program. She can't even consider an abortion. She has very high marks and assures me that neither alcohol nor drugs are involved. You guys are young and have connections in the community. Would you know of anyone who would want to adopt this baby?"
"Father, doesn't she want to go through regular channels of adoption?"
"Well she says that she would like someone that could possibly give her baby some of the advantages in life and that has good standing in the our community."
Timothy and Jeremy looked at each other. Something passed between them. Timothy, the lawyer, stepped forward. "Father, I think that Jeremy and I shall have to talk about avenues that we can explore and who we might ask before we answer such a big question. We do have contacts at work and in the community. Can you give us a bit of time?"
"We'll see each other on Sunday and I can tell her that I talked to people but she can't wait too long. She is going to have tell her parents soon. Time marches on as does the body."
"Father as usual you humble me. You and Jamie have changed my life. I remember you giving me the church's stand on homosexuality that night Jamie met the lout. It was kind and spiritual. Yet again you are helping someone in a non judgmental way. Sex before marriage and certainly condoms are not approved by church dogma."
"Well, I have said many times that the church can set the dogma and the guidelines but in the end, it is between God and the individual. I am certainly not God. Thank you for coming by."
They were very quiet as they returned home. A few comments about what a special man and priest that Father Gregory was. The surprise at the topic."
They sat in the room beside the kitchen relaxing with a glass of wine. Neither were sure how to start this conversation.
Finally, Timothy looked at his guy. "I saw the look on your face. Thank you for not saying what I am certain that you were thinking and letting us have a chance to talk this over together ... as we always do."
"You can read me so well." He paused breathing out his nose and slumping his shoulders a bit. 'Yes I would consider it and I think that Father Gregory knows that. He is wonderfully devious. But there are two of us, not just me."
"Do you know how happy that last simple statement makes me. You know, I have wondered about it myself when I have seen you with Luc. You are a natural. Jake and Marie are having a child. Luc is young. He or she would have cousins and kids their own age. It would be a huge change in our life but we have the money for a nanny. I think that we can manage our careers and a child. I can't imagine anything quite as exciting and meaningful."
"Eloquent. No more talk. Let's sleep on it."
"If we can fall asleep." They chuckled. "I would put in one condition. I would want the trip to Europe before the birth."
"Great! So would I."
Timothy looked at Jeremy as if he were making up his mind and then looked as if that he had.
Slowly, "I have one other thought and a question. I think that we should be married and be registered as joint parents."
He held up his hand before Jeremy could respond. He stood up and pulled Jeremy up. He looked at him intently but with the softest, loving look. "Even if we don't do it. Would you marry me?"
The End
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I have had some feedback from some readers who were trying to read some of my previous stories. If you go to Authors on Nifty and find my name, when you try to access Surprised Eric and Dave from the Authors list, it doesn't connect to anything. Surprised Graham and Robert is just not there. If you want to read them, use the date and category, Adult-Friends or Beginnings etc. and go the appropriate category and date and they are there and active.
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, Michail Burtchell's story is in Discoveries; its ending is a little weak but getting there is fun.
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, I have to 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, September 29 or 30, 2016,